#im still slowly trying to reach back out to the connections i have who have been patient and waiting for me | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

mattybsgroupie · 10 months ago

Text

— late night rides ★ matt sturniolo

— CONTENTS: fwb; making out; oral (m receiving); thigh riding (f); fingering (f receiving); use of “y/n”; sub!matt;

— NOTES: thank you for the overwhelming feedback on my first post! over 700 notes and 100 followers you guys are insane lol ♡ here’s something else, sweeter, sillier and more light-hearted than the other one. still no p in v tho cause virgin stupid inexperienced loser matt drives me insane - but i’ll make sure to bring it next time ;) maybe soft dom!matt? or a reeeally sub one with a mommy kink? let me know your thoughts!

matt had finally found a spot to park after dropping his brothers off to a party we were not going to. i took my seatbelt off, getting comfortable to hang out with him for a couple of hours before picking them up again.

“fuck it” matt said and suddenly smashed his lips against mine, holding my face with both hands.

i melted into his touch. how could i not when feeling the pressure of the kiss growing bigger and his digits slowly caressing my cheek?

one of my hands traveled to the back of matt’s neck, fingers passing through his fluffy curls. he put his tongue out, licking my lips as a sign he wanted to do it the french way - i knew very well where this was gonna end.

matt’s hand reached to my waist, trying to bring me near to his chest, yet failing because of the distance between our seats. i couldn’t help myself from moving onto his lap, instinctively getting closer while he placed his free hand at the back of my head, playing with my hair and deepening the kiss.

my heart started beating faster and matt was breathing heavily - and he had to pull away to get some air back. our bodies, however, were still attached to each other. his forehead touched mine, keeping our faces together so i could see the trail of spit that connected our lips. as he calmed down, we hadn’t stopped staring at each other. i don’t think we could, even if we wanted to.

i missed him so much. it had been so long since the last time we were that intimate, that close, that needy.

and i was dripping wet.

i smashed my lips against his once again and he held me down by my hips before slowly brushing his digits against my ass, as if he was silently waiting for permission to touch me. my response was to move myself further to his crotch, which he understood as a “yes” and allowed himself to have fun groping my butt.

while our tongues would interlock and turn with the lewd, wet sounds taking over the darkened car, i found myself grinding over his bulge. i could feel matt growing hard under me as his grip tightened, leaving marks on my skin.

“matt” i was the one who gasped for air this time, looking at his chest and bringing my eyes down to where our parts met. he widened his blue orbs, as if he didn’t notice he had grown rock hard while kissing me.

“need you” he whispered in my ear. “fuck y/n- need you so bad”

“yeah?” i smiled, biting his ear back. “i can tell you missed me”, i joked while palming the boner over his jeans.

“this?” he pointed his index finger down, and i nodded. matt’s cheeks grew red, completely flustered “im gonna cream my pants in a few minutes if you keep on humping me like that” he laughed it off.

“you have always been my good boy, haven’t you matt?” i cooed, caressing his hair. i noticed how his look had shifted, his expression softening as i praised him. “gonna make me feel good first, hm?”

“yes” he whimpered. “yes, fuck i’ll be so good for you”

i removed my shirt, exposing my black lingerie to him. matt gasped, holding my hips tighter and adjusting himself “you’re so fucking hot”, he said while trying to untie my bra before looking at me with puppy eyes “can i? please?”

he couldn’t even wait for my breasts to be completely exposed, fully sticking his face against my skin. matt started to lick one of my nipples, making me whine at the sudden contact. his tongue would twirl around it while he massaged my other boob with his free hand, making sure both of them were getting enough attention. i unconsciously went back to grind over his bulge, trying to get some relief to my aching cunt.

“matt” i moaned, trying to catch my breath before asking him “haven’t i taught you how to use those fingers properly?”

“uhum, y-yes” he muffled, too busy sucking my nipple to say anything else. “then fucking use them”.

matt’s hands moved to my ass, pulling my sweatpants down without even asking. he started teasing the waistband of my panties, slowly scratching my skin and giving me goosebumps. he left a trail of love bites all the way up to my neck, and we couldn’t stop kissing anymore.

we were acting like two horny teens - my face was scratched from matt’s newly, but poorly shaved beard and i distracted myself while biting his neck, leaving a purple hickey that i knew he would jokingly be mad about the next morning.

after what felt way too long, matt’s fingers finally met my soaked underwear. he’d move his digits through the cloth, stopping by my clit and slowly circling it before coming back to my entrance. he managed to pull my panties aside, just enough to get two of his fingers to rub against my pussy.

matt looked at me, silently asking for permission to put a finger in. i nodded frantically - i needed him so bad.

his middle finger slowly entered my tight hole, making me clench against his hand. matt started pushing it in at a torturing pace, causing me to whimper and bite his shoulders to cover my moans. his thumb made it’s way back to my clit, applying pressure and rubbing it quickly. as i throbbed, he went further and put his other finger inside, filling me up completely.

as matt went back to my boobs, i would move my hips up and down to meet his digits, both of us completely covered in sweat. matt’s thrusts started to get faster and deeper while i humped myself against him, feeling the knot in my lower belly begging to be released.

my hands went to his hair, pulling it so hard matt let out a groan. my lips opened apart, loud moans filling the car as i got closer to the edge.

“let your good boy taste you” he said. “come in my fingers babe, please” was all that he needed to say for me to reach my orgasm, trembeling and leaking onto his hand, my body collapsing over his.

“gosh” i whined, gradually coming back to my senses. matt kissed my forehead and caressed my back before removing his fingers off me.

those blues eyes of his starred at mine as he placed both wet fingers on his tongue, teasing me as he licked all of it “you’re so fucking delicious”.

“we gotta stop doing that” i said jokingly.

“but- i behaved!” matt looked so confused, he had high hopes of getting a reward. “didn't even… make a mess in my pants” he shyly whispered, looking away.

how could i say no?

“you’ve been a good boy, so i'll let you choose. do you want my hands or my mouth?”

“mouth” he responded immediately, without even thinking. “please, wanna cum in your mouth”.

i pulled my pants up and got off his lap, crawling back to the passenger's seat. i couldn't help but smile at how desperate he looked, begging me to quickly unbutton his jeans. i teased him over his boxers, pumping his shaft over the cloth before freeing his hard cock.

i had completely forgotten.

matt was huge.

i slowly wrapped my fingers around his naked length and already could feel him twitching. “such a sensitive boy” i said before getting closer to the tip, giving it a kitten lick. “y/n, fuck” matt gasped.

my lips swallowed his tip, already wet with pre-cum, and i slowly made my way down matt’s cock, my free hand pumping what i couldn’t fit inside of my mouth. i could hear his small cries, asking me to go faster “ah- i’m getting close”.

matt’s hands finally got tired of gripping his own seat and were placed at the back of my hair, him trying to lead the pace as i bobbed my head up and down. matt was so sensitive his hips started bucking up, thrusting at the end of my throat and making me gag, saliva traveling down his cock. “wanna cum, p-please” he begged. it took him only two more thrusts to release on my tongue - without even warning me. matt’s legs were trembling and he had finally let go of my hair, breathing heavily as he came back from his high.

i swallowed his sticky spurt and showed him my tongue, making matt grunt in desperation before pulling me to another kiss. just when we had calmed down, slowing getting back in the mood, his phone started to ring, text messages sounds taking over the now silent car. matt complained and rolled his eyes back before checking “fuck’s sake, it's chris”.

i laughed at matt’s frustration and patted his thigh before he pulled his jeans up. “well, at least we had some fun” i said, giving him a peck on the cheek while he texted his brother back.

“no! i wanted to fuck you” he said blatantly, still writing.

“that's not how you talk to a lady!” i slapped his arm.

“you, a lady? sure” he blocked the screen, putting his cellphone in his pocket and starting the car. “so, same time next week?”

PART 2

#matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo x reader #matt x reader #matt x y/n #sub!matt #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo imagine #sturniolo smut #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #maria's fics #maria writes matt

2K notes · View notes

lvrxly · 1 year ago

Text

boyfriend!Konig who can't help but sob and whimper under your teasing touch as you suck him off. He can't be too loud though, wouldn't want to be caught by his teammates.

"Stay still König.."

Your voice was full of authority as Konig's knees buckled beneath him as he stood, leaned against the door of his quarters. He couldn't help it. Your mouth felt amazing. So warm around his cock.

Your hands gripped his thighs, trying to keep his hips from bucking, shoving his cock further down your throat. You would be lying if you said he wasn't bigger than expected. It was a struggle trying to get half of it in your mouth without gagging.

"mein liebling— fuck.." his voice is strained as he covers his mouth with his hand under his mouth, small sniffles are audible as his cock twitches in your mouth. Was he crying?

He was helplessly writhing with pleasure as you continued to suck him off, his groans and whimper getting louder and louder. He could describe this feeling as pure ecstasy..

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝

boyfriend!Konig who cant keep his hands to himself after a long day away from you. He kisses and touched and loves every bit of you to death.

There you were, trying to finish up the dishes, an apron tied around your waist and your hair tied back out of your face. This would be so much easier and quicker if you didn't have a 6'10 koala attached to your back.

"König..let go babe, I can't clean the kitchen like this!" You'd whine, but your pleas do nothing to budge the man. His face is buried in your neck, kissing and nibbling on the exposed skin. His hands rest on your hips, his thumbs rubbing circles into your waist.

" 'm missed ya-" he whispers, his hands slowly sliding under your shirt, running up your stomach, his fingertip tickling your skin, goosebumps filling your tummy. As if his hands are magnets they connect with your breasts in no time, squeezing them together as he watches over your shoulder.

" 've gotten an idea. you should clean this kitchen naked, nothing but this little apron on— how bout it?"

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝

boyfriend!Konig who surprises you with a late date night, telling ya to dress up all pretty for this was a very fancy restaurant. But you don't like how the dress he got you looks, so he cancels the reservation just to worship every single piece of you.

"Keep yer eyes on the mirror liebling—" His voice is commanding and sultry as he grabs your chin from behind, forcing your eyes back on the mirror. You stood practically naked in front of the mirror, nothing but your panties covering your womanhood. König on the other hand was still completely dressed, his suit hugging his muscles a little too well, his hair slicked back out of his face, his handsome frame towering over you from behind.

"now, i want you ta know this..your too fuckin gorgeous to be feeling this way about yerself—" his voice is almost angry as he grips your hips, his fingertips digging into your skin, almost hard enough to leave marks.

He leaves kisses up and down your neck, until he reaches your ear where he whispers, "Now 'm gonna fuck ya in front of this mirror and show you how beautiful ya really can be..—"

a/n: thank u guys so so much for 600+ followers! i love all of ya sm!! im running out of fic/headcannon ideas though, so feel free to submit a request <33 much love honeys !

#boyfriend!konig #cod headcanons #cod smut #konig #konig x reader #konig cod #he has a chokehold on me #cod x reader #reqs open

1K notes · View notes

agathaswoman · 8 months ago

Text

Blood or Loyalty

Pairing — Rhaenyra Targaryen x Queensguard Fem!Reader and Alicent Hightower x Kingsguard Fem!Reader's Twin

Word Count — 1,254

Request — Yes or No

Hi how have you been

I have a story that I think will be interesting if you don’t mind writing it

so if have watched the latest episode of HOD then you know the twin ser arryk was sent to pretend to be his brother ser errik so he can murder the queen but in the fanfic idea I have the reader has a twin who stayed back in kings landing with the greens because she’s in love with Alicent, but aegon sends the reader’s twin to dragon stone to pretend to be the reader and kill rhaenyra and you can decide how it ends

Does she die or does she catch on

Summary — Having to face your twin with your sword pointing at her and vice versa. Will your moral and loyalty for the rightful heir Queen Rhaenya will falter while trying to stop your beloved twin from harming the Queen?

Warnings — violence, anxiety attack, and breaking down

A/N — hi, yes, im back after years of hiatus T_T and im here again because of House of the Dragon omg i just love this series so much and tbh i still haven't watched any episodes on season 2 since im still waiting for it to finish hehe BUT i've seen some clips so i have bit of an idea about the request. what team are y'all on? im team black since day 1 !!!

please do not repost or try and take ownership of my work. reblogs, likes, and comments are always welcome. i do not own any of the characters.

It is currently a slow night for you as you are patrolling the castle grounds, clad in your full armor while clutching the hilt of your sword that you named, ‘Porphura Hexen.’ Whereas ‘Porphura’ means purple, which is associated with “nobility, power, and ambition” while ‘Hexen’ comes from how people make rumors about you practicing witchcraft because of the unexplainable deaths of the men that tried to win your heart, where it's a guarantee that they will meet their demise. It's either they die on battlefields, catch a sickness that does not have a cure, or even how the family of those men slowly lose their riches and connections.

You were looking over the castle's embrasure when you heard unusual heavy footsteps that you hadn't heard ever since Queen Rhaenyra made you her Queensguard. You quickly unsheathed ‘Porphura Hexen’ as you stealthily followed the noise, you immediately quickened your pace when you heard Queen Rhaenyra's soft voice saying your name. You immediately barged into her room, and there, you saw your twin sister clutching her sword tightly and pointing its tip toward the Queen.

“Sestra!” You called your twin in your native language.

Without hesitation, you charged forward with your sword to attack your twin to take her attention off the Queen. She instantly turned your way and blocked your attack.

“What are you doing, sestra?!” You shouted at her trying to put some sense in her head.

“King's order! This is the King's order!” She shouted back at you as she was trying to prevent your sword from getting close to her neck.

“King's order, my arse! Stop this madness now! Are you out of your mind for trying to harm the rightful heir of the Iron Throne?!” You screamed at her as you put your strength on your legs so you could stand your ground and let the Queen run out of the room.

“My Queen! Go! Leave the room!” You said as you pushed your sister's body far from the Queen's way with the help of the force from your legs.

You heard your sister's body crash on a shelf which made the books fall on top of her head. So, you immediately went to your Queen's side and helped her up so she could escape the room along with the servant who got involved in the mess.

“Go, My Queen. I'll handle this,” when Rhaenyra was about to run along with the servant next to her, you reached for her wrist and gave her your dagger, quietly exchanging silent stares, “Take this. Be careful…my Queen.”

You didn't wait for Rhaenyra's response as you immediately dodged an attack from your twin when she aggressively swung her sword at you.

“Go! Alert the guards!” You felt guilty for trying to order the Queen but it will always be your mission to guarantee the Queen's safety, no matter what.

Once you were sure that the Queen had a safe distance from your twin, you gave all your focus towards her and only deflected her attacks to you.

After a minute of only deflecting your twin's attacks, she cornered you into a corner with her blade's tip pointing at your neck, “Sestra…we should be in this together. You and I, just like the old times. We're born together, aren't we?” she tried to convince you.

“This isn’t just about the King's order…isn't it?” You asked, staring right into her eyes. Ever since the both of you are young gals, she can never hide the way her eyes falter when it is faced with your own piercing eyes.

She avoided your gaze, “It's about the Queen Dowager, ain't it?” She remained silent, only her shaky breaths indicated that your guess was right. “She's only using you, sestra!”

“My affairs with the Queen Dowager aren't and shouldn't be any of your concern,” she raised her voice a little bit when you spoke the truth.

“Not my concern? Have you gone mad?!” You looked at her with anger, not seeing the person in front of you as your twin sister anymore. You scoffed while frowning at her, “Just like the old times, huh? We took an oath! A vow, sestra! We are to fulfill our sacred duty To protect and serve the realm! Where have your honor and morals gone to, huh? They usurped Queen Rhaenyra's throne! The rightful heir!”

You sighed, leaned your head on the wall behind you, “Sestra…” Your twin whispered as she slowly lowered her blade pointing at your neck.

You looked straight into her eyes, “We were born together, weren't we?” You said as you swiftly plunged your extra dagger into your twin's stomach, “You parted us…you forgot your oath, our vow, sestra.”

You watched her fall on her knees with blood coming out of her mouth and eyes going dull in seconds, “But I still love you, sestra.”

A thud was heard when your twin's body completely fell on the floor, her eyes looking at you with a lone tear streaming down to her cheek and the stone-cold floor.

You fell on your knees as you stared at her cold dead body. You heard multiple footsteps entering the room but you only focused on your twin's form as you slowly closed her lifeless eyes.

You took a deep sigh as you stood up with a grunt whilst picking up your sword. You faced the small council that gathered in the room with only their sleeping garments, “The assassinator of the Queen that was sent by The Greens has been exterminated.” You reported to them.

You swallowed deeply when you felt the urge to sob, but not here. Not in front of them. As the small council kept on discussing the event that happened, Rhaenyra only stared at you. She saw how your hands were quivering while trying to calm them by gripping your sword's hilt.

Rhaenyra cleared her throat, and the small council immediately turned silent, “Ser Y/N, you're dismissed. You've done enough for the day.”

You immediately turned your head at the Queen, “But, My Queen. With all due respect, as your Queensguard, it is my dut–”

“I am fully aware of what your duty is, Ser Y/N” Rhaenyra took a deep breath, “As my Queensguard, I need you on your best. So, please, take a rest. At least, just for a while.”

“We will still need you, Ser Y/N,” Rhaenys, Ser Corlys's wife, added.

Ser Alfred approaches you and pats your shoulder, “I'll take care of the things here myself. Now, in the meantime, take a rest.”

You sighed as most of the votes were against you staying around the small council. So, you dismissed yourself and went straight ahead to your room.

As you entered your room, you carefully took off your silver armor on your body and placed it neatly on its storage. You took your bloodied dagger as you sat on the edge of your bed.

The moment you sat on your bed, your twin’s voice rang inside your head, “Sestra, you…a-are always the better between the both of us. K-Keep believing y-yourself…and keep p-protecting the Q-Queen…Rhaenyra. I love you…” Your twin sister breathed her last breath after saying her last words.

You sighed deeply as you stood up and took a damp cloth to clean your dagger. As you are cleaning your sharp dagger, you feel your tears falling onto your hands. Soft sobs rang inside your room as you broke down behind closed doors, missing your twin's presence more than ever.

357 notes · View notes

mrinafria · 10 months ago

Text

[contains spoilers]

I'm an eternal digger of good narrative techniques. A decent story becomes great in my eyes if the narrative is done right. And it's one of the hardest things to do really, since there's no one-size-fits-all rule for what technique works well with a particular story and what doesn't. One of the primary reasons I keep obsessing over Lovely Runner is its' narrative technique. In all honesty, if it had a linear, singular narrative, I would not be hyperventilating over it on a constant basis (I still would just a certain amount, because both Byeon Woo Seok and Kim Hye Yoon deserve awards for what they are doing). One reason it has managed to knock it out off the park and take the top spot in my forever-favorite list is how wonderfully well the narrative is done.

The primary perspective used in this show is Im Sol's. It's through her we're introduced to the story. Her perspective gives shape to the plot, the characters, because we learn things through her. Her perspective is absolutely critical for exposition. Without her thoughts and way of viewing things, you would never realize why saving Seon Jae means so much to her, or why she would bend the rules and bulldoze ahead when it comes to his safety (exhibit A, her leaving home on the day of the accident, despite knowing about her fate). She'd rather have him alive than have him in her life. Without her narrative, you'd think it's really all about a fan saving her idol (thanks to everyone who'd rejected the script listening to that pitch by the way, I'm grateful we have BWS and KHY as the leads because of that, I would not change it for anyone else). With Im Sol's perspective, you realize, she is not just a fan: she's an ardent admirer, a cheerleader, a well-wisher, a protector, an invisible friend trying to support her friend any way she can, someone who respects Seon Jae, sees him as an idol but also as a human, someone who wants to give back to him the same kindness, empathy and love she had once received from him over a radio call. To her, Seon Jae is first a guardian angel and then an idol, the angel who changed her view of life, made her appreciate things even amidst all that could be wrong with the world and her life. He saved her. Not just on that day at the hospital but every time she struggled and faltered since then, he was there, as invisible as it may have been. So this time, she wants to save him, no matter the price.

Then comes Seon Jae. Oof. If Im Sol's perspective gives the story its beautiful, beautiful shape, Seon Jae's perspective breathes literal life in to the body of the story. The show wouldn't be what it is today if not for his perspective. Without his view into things, Im Sol appears as a fangirl going to extreme measures to save her idol, clinging onto him like a monkey (yes I mean the poster) embarrassing the heck out of herself, making you cringe (in a good, enjoyable way) throughout. Then you reach the end of episode 2 and it knocks the breath out of you because WHAT DO YOU EVEN MEAN. It all clicks.

All this while we kept thinking Seon Jae was caught off guard and just kind enough to tolerate her antics, and maybe he'd slowly fall for her now, only to realize we were completely oblivious to a whole different side of the story. If Im Sol's narrative draws you in and keeps you hooked, making you root for her to succeed, it's Seon Jae's narrative that makes you irredeemably fall in love with them and sincerely, genuinely, desperately hope they get their happy ending together after all the storm.

And the motifs. Walking/running, for instance. I'll focus on just one scene here. I recall seeing a bts where KHY is discussing the OG 2008 accident scene, and it explains how she has to slow down, while running away, for just a moment, only to be hit by the taxi driver. Have you ever been in a situation of absolute panic, desperation and stress, then suddenly found a familiar face or a name or a thing you could connect to, and felt a wave of relief rush through you? She sees Seon Jae, a person who is calling out her name. Even if she didn't know him back then, the fact that he knew her (and that he had his uniform on), gives her a sense of safety she badly needed that moment. That momentary relief, so visible in her features, then overtakes the crippling fear she felt running in the middle of nowhere with no one in sight in the dead of the night. Her body, already exhausted beyond anything, responds to the relief she feels for those few seconds, slowing down her steps.

And that is when she is caught off-guard and hit. That also might have added to Im Sol's anger at the hospital when she is screaming at Seon Jae, her internal anguish that if only she had not paused seeing Seon Jae, and kept on running, then maybe she wouldn't be hit, wouldn't fall, wouldn't lose her ability to walk. It's one thing to have tropes and symbolic things, but it's a very different thing to know how to use them effectively so they elicit very specific types of emotions/reactions out of people. Lovely Runner excels in that. All kdramas more or less have 'things' that take on different meanings for the couples/viewers. It's the way motifs are used to narrate the story in this one that has me going back over and over again to all the episodes aired so far. These are not just their 'things', these are 'things' that drive the plot forward, tell you about their characters, their personal motivations, what they mean to each other and so much more.

This is getting longer that I intended it to be so will end with this. I feel valued when watching Lovely Runner. And I've seen people saying the same thing. It feels like they respect your critical thinking skills, and your ability to infer, so they don't spoon-feed you everything from the get-go, and you can't predict much despite it being primarily a rom-com. You'd be pulling your hair out (again, in a good way) trying to figure out what they will show next, and you will be somewhat or very far from the truth, which will compel you to think further about the story, the characters, long after an episode has aired...I can't remember the last time it happened with a drama. I love this storytelling.

#Lovely Runner #Byeon Woo Seok #Kim Hye Yoon #Sun Jae #Im Sol #Seon Jae #선재 업고 튀어 #kdrama #kdrama recommendations #east asian drama

386 notes · View notes

wangxianficfinder · 8 months ago

Text

Fic Finder

June 30th

~*~

1. Ok this might be a shot in the dark. But do you know of a fic where basically it’s an arranged marriage (kind of) between lan zhan and trans (ftm) wei ying. It believe it is based on a reddit thread of a gay guy who got into an arranged marriage with a woman, but they actually are a trans man. Anyways…the reddit posts are deleted by now. But I remember reading this fic a couple years back and I can’t find it anywhere. Either it’s been deleted or hopefully someone else is able to find it 😭

FOUND? Lift Us Where Suffering Cannot Reach by Khashana (T, 8k, WangXian, Modern, Arranged Marriage, Marriage of Convenience, fake married, Sort Of, Rule 63, Trans Woman WWX, Partial Cisswap, implied background/societal homo/transphobia, But nothing overt, background LXC/Qin Su also in a marriage of convenience way, gender euphoria, the mortifying ordeal of falling in love with your spouse, based on that one reddit post, Light Angst, Light Pining, this fic is soft mostly) I think #1 might be this one, although wwx is a trans woman in it (it's a wlw wangxian AU) rather than a trans man

~*~

2. Hi!! I cant remember if I already sent this or just thought really hard about it 😪 Im looking for a modern AU fic where WWX is dx'd ADHD and he and LWJ slowly start a relationship. The scene I remember most clearly is there being fireworks and it send LWJ into a meltdown. Ether just before or after the meltdown he found out LXC and LQR have been trying to get him diagnosed with Autism.

Xiao Xingchen is an adult psych who specalizes in neurodivergence iirc, and WWX helps make LWJ feel more okay w possibly being neurodiverse by talking about his experience w ADHD and Xiao Xingchen.

🙇‍♀️ thank you! @la-voce-to-me

FOUND! together, we're just enough by lulu_kitty (E, 134k, WangXian, Modern AU, Bartender LWJ, single dad wwx, Kid fic (sort of), Excessive Fluff, Yearning, neurodivergent wangxian, canonical parental issues, lwj in jewelry, accidental sugar gege wwx, Bottom LWJ, Service Top WWX, Bisexual WWX, Rich WWX, a-yuan is a wei but still also a wen, wwx is a-yuan's biological baba, Older WWX, Younger LWJ, Slow-ish burn, Light Dom/sub, Brief LWJ/Others, Past WWX/Other(s)) sounds a lot like the happenings in chapter 8!

~*~

3. hey admins! i'm looking for a fic where wwx is from the modern world back and somehow goes back in time to the cloud recesses and spends some time there, and towards the end of the fic lwj goes back to the modern with wwx. (i also remember that wwx and lwj goes back and forth often visiting each others home) thanks! <3

FOUND? Wrong Turn, Right Place by diamondbruise (E, 71k, WangXian, Time Travel, kind of, it’s more reality travel but there’s modern wwx and cultivator lwj, Mutual Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Jealousy, Idiots in Love, Slow Burn, Misunderstandings, Cultural Differences)

~*~

4. This for fic finder. Its an old fic. Modern au focused on junior quartet. I dont know if the fic is several fic or in one fic. Junior quartet is in a club where they make a magazine (sorry i forgot the word both in my language and in english). They have an access to a school forum. LJY found an old forum talking about wangxian. Like the people in that forum failed to make wangxian happen in the past. If i remember correctly, they tried to matchmake wangxian. They ask LWJ to accompany them to yunmeng. In yunmeng, there are big festival happened there and they meet the jiang family in second floor of the restaurant to watch the festival from there. I think the jiangs is a respectable family that many people know them. So long story short, they manage to matchmake wangxian. I dont know if LJY release the news to that old forum or someone did. Just that LJY have an inkling the account that helped them is NHS. I dont know if this is important but LJY username has connection to chicken. I think thats all. Thank you @idontknowwhattowriteforusername

FOUND! Operation Old Men by Chiharu (Not Rated, 37k, WangXIan, JL & LSZ & LJY, JYL/JZX, Modern, Boarding School, Single Parents, Everyone Is Alive, Matchmaking, Family Dynamics, Hospitals, Meet the Family, Family Vacation, Weddings, School Reunion, Happy Ending)

~*~

5. this for ficfinder! i need help looking for a time travel fic wherein established wangxian travel back to their teen years. iirc wwx and lwj writes to each other in secret and wwx invents talismans to give to the jiang sect so that he can repay his debts and leave the clan when he is at a certain age. lwj also leaves (??). i think they become rogue cultivators tgt. im pretty sure i have this downloaded but i cant find it from hundreds of fics bc i cant rmbr the name 😭

FOUND! Trials of Time by Muggle_Diary (E, 32k, wangxian, major character death, underage, time travel, not jiang friendly, not YZY friendly, not JC friendly, butterfly effect)

~*~

6. Hello!! So i think the fic got deleted but all i can remember was wangxian had mythical creature eggs? Like they had a dragon,tiger,snake&turqoise and phoenix and they can talk telepathically at first then they can shift to humans later on!Thank you again so much!!!!

FOUND? For #6 with telepathic creatures, I haven't read the fic, but could it be that magical marriage ribbons series?

FOUND? #6 is My Immortal. I can't do the link on I'm my phone. It has the mythical beasts.

~*~

7. Hii, I'm looking for a fic in which lan zhan goes to a party with lan xichen and then keeps going to the same house where the party is at many times and hangs out with wei ying on the basement sofa

~*~

8. hii!! i recently read a fanfic where wei wuxian can't sleep because he gets horrible nightmares, there's one particular scene where the juniors are practically dragging him into cloud recesses, and he's falling asleep whilst walking and they meet with Lan wangji. if you could help me find it, that would be super great !! @spaaarkie

FOUND? hunters seeking solid ground by Attila (E, 23k, wangxian, Canon Compliant, discussion of canon character death, Hurt/Comfort, Nightmares, bed sharing, Getting Together, Yearning, Literal Sleeping Together, Really Excessive Amounts of Hurt/Comfort)

~*~

9. I thought I had subscribed to this fic but I guess not... Looking for a WIP in which WWX is ambushed in Yiling, but he has A-Yuan with him so he's extra desperate in trying to fight the attackers off. There might be fire involved? Either the title, the description or the tags have some reference to "hysterical strength" (maybe! not 100% sure about that one!). Thank you. 🖤❤️ @linderel

FOUND! Hysterical Strength by covalentbonds (Not rated, 3k, WangXian, WIP, Canon Divergence, Inspired by a Bollywood movie scene, Everyone Lives/Nobody dies, Parent WWX)

~*~

10. hi!! i'm looking for a fic i read about a year ago(?) on ao3, where during the cloud recesses study arc (i think?) lqr and the other teachers notice that wwx's basic education is lacking and wwx says it's because yzy doesn't let him join jc's lessons because wwx is supposed to be a right hand man and his education is therefore less important, so the lan elders and scholars all team up to give him remedial lessons; i think there's also a part where they build a case against the jiang sect because the sect scholars failed their responsibility to teach their disciples equally. the fic holding shreds by barisan reminds me of it a little bit, but instead of yzy's physical abuse of wwx the one i'm looking for is all about the emotional abuse and education inequality

FOUND?🔒💖 Hoards and treasures by apathyinreverie (T, 21k, WangXian, Siblings, Family, not particularly Jiang friendly, YZY Bashing, slightly darker Gusu Lans, LXC being the best brother, Some manipulation, But with the best of intentions, and not between wangxian, Dragon LWJ, Fox WWX, Smitten LWJ, Fluff, perfect happiness, adorable WWX, Romance, Some worldbuilding, courting) in this one, Xichen is speculating that WWXs education was stunted, especially in sect etiquette, deliberately by mme yu.

FOUND?🔒 in the shadow of moonlit flowers by Reverie (cl410) (T, 56k, wangxian, LXC/NMJ, cloud recesses, NHS & LWJ friendship, developing relationship, LWJ pov, minor injuries, autistic LWJ, implied/referenced child abuse, aka YZY warning, genius WWX, light angst, hurt/comfort, WWX protection squad) in this one the lan sect does the scholar case thing where they accuse jiang sect of failing their duties by neglecting to educate wei ying.

~*~

11. hi, i'm looking for a fic which i found on twitter but im sure links to AO3 — basically everyone in the universe is some sort of animal (wwx is a fox, lwj is a dragon?) and they're classified by their mating cycles (whether they mate for life or seasonally). wwx and lwj gets engaged but lwj calls it off as wwx is a fox and therefore mates seasonally vs his for-life situation. wwx gets sad about it and then they find out wwx actually can mate for life! i used to find it easily before but for some reason no matter what i search, it just won't come up and i don't think i was logged into ao3 at the time i read it either. hope someone remembers it as well, thanks!

FOUND? what you have tamed by lianhua_lianzi, Senforza (E, 94k, WangXian, Animal Traits, misunderstandings, Courting Rituals, Pining, Lan family dynamics, Drama, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Arranged Marriage, Wangxian break up but get back together, Eventual Happy Ending, Implied Mpreg, Unresolved Sexual Tension, unintentional and eventually resolved “gaslighting”, Dragon LWJ, Fox WWX)

~*~

12. Hi I’m trying to find a fic where jiang Cheng is being forced to get married/find an heir. I remember that a member of YunmengJiang approached him with a list of members of the sect that would leave if he didn’t get an heir. I think it was mentioned that people were okay with him not having getting married since they assumed Jin Ling would inherit and Jin Guangyao would have another child but once his crimes were revealed they started to pressure him.

I know it wasn’t a Jiang cheng/lan Xichen or jiang cheng/nie Huaisang

FOUND? Karma by such_stuff_as_dreams_are_made_on (Not Rated, 2k, JC & OCs, Post-Canon, Arranged Marriage, Light Angst, Minor WangXian, Not JC Friendly)

~*~

13. I’m trying to find this fic where Wei Ying is looking for spouse for some reason and he starts asking everyone in Cloud Recesses but Lan Zhan even ask LXC to be his partner right in front of LWJ

If you have an idea about what I’m talking about thank you!!

~*~

14. so theres this fic in which jiang cheng and wei wuxian sit in a boat in jiang cheng's memories and wei wuxian sings a song that he altered slightly. im pretty sure it was a reconcilliation fic but im not sure but jc was a bit emotional. i can't find it, please help!

related to the previous ask, what i described is also only a scene from that fic and probably not what the entire fic is about. i only remember that one scene. @theartisticdoofus

FOUND? sing to the clouds in summerby stiltonbasket (G, 28k, JC & WWX, JC & JL, wangxian, JL & LSZ & LJY & OYZZ, 13k words of JC figuring out that LSZ is his nephew, ft. LXC and NHS the overprotective uncles, and LWJ giving JC death glares, Family Secrets, Reconciliation, Sad JC, Uncle-Nephew Relationship, Eventual Happy Ending, Podfic Available) the song is in chapter 4

~*~

15. Dear FicFinder Team, here I am again with only vibes and one scene. It was a WIP CQL post-canon fic, set during WWX's wanderings. At some point he exorcises a ghost in a tower (not one of the watchtower fics tho) and the last scene was WWX on his way back, kneeling in the grass to make offerings to his shijie and finally letting himself cry about her death. Maybe there were food descriptions too, I read this very early on and cannot find it in my history. It was exquisitely written too. @kinoumenthe

FOUND! the earth remembered me by remux (T, 30k, WIP, WangXian, POV WWX, Post-Canon, Emotional Edging, Letters, emotional support strangers, Original Character(s), lwj's quiet devotion)

~*~

16. Do you know the name for a fic where WWX is invisible (for some reason) and is in LWJ room (for some reason) and WWX watches LWJ hump a pillow but then LWJ notices that someone is in the room with him yada yada they have sex i forget when it gets revealed that it’s WWX

NOT FOUND! Mak Siccar by therealandraste (E, 20k, WangXian, Case Fic, Post-Canon, Misunderstandings, Pining, Happy Ending, Paperman smut - only god can judge me, Original Character Death(s)) the details don't exactly fit but

FOUND! Clinomania by malkinmalkout (E, 6k, WangXian, Voyeurism, Masturbation, Somnophilia, misuse of talismans, PWP, Riding, Oral Sex, binding, Happy Ending, canon typical non-con)

~*~

17. hello I'm looking for this twitter threadfic written by cerbykerby where wwx is a mermaid captured and brought in for studying by scientist lwj and others, and they eventually become mates. i've tried looking through their account for it but the fic is old and the search is way too far down, and i can't find the full fic. pls help out thanks!

FOUND? this is the unrolled threadfic by cerbykerby, I think

~*~

18. Hi! First time requesting something like this, but I really need help finding this one fanfic. It’s a incomplete wangxian fanfic and the summary of what I remember was that when WWX wakes up in MXY’s body after thirteen years, people are actually praising YL WWX because somehow (I cant remember how) the truth behind his actions and why he did what he did in the first place. JC faces some hate from the cultivation world, JL doesn’t hate WWX, and LWJ is extremely protective of WWX. Hope all this information helps!!! @nikki-g-m

Could #18 be that fic where a painter/theater guy did an interview with drunk wwx during the burial mounds arc and then it got published after his death so that when he resurrects its's all settled already (?). I dont remember the name either but maybe someone else will

FOUND? 💖 The Ballad of Hanguang-Jun and The Yiling Patriarch by Theladyofravenclaw (T, 40k, WangXian, ChengQing, Burial Mounds Settlement Days, Burial Mounds Arc, Canon Divergence, Fix-It of Sorts, Humor, musical theater?, Misunderstandings, POV Outsider, Crack treated seriously) The commenter on 18 was thinking of The ballad of Hanguang-jun and the Yiling Patriarch, though idk if this is the fic OP wants

FOUND? i think its deleted? Have You Heard Of The Yiling Patriach by R_PONTS

~*~

19. literally just reading a random wangxian fic when I I remembered this one fic I read a while ago. I can’t really remember a lot of details but from what I remember Wei ying is the cloud recess for whatever reason and he get the silencing spell out on him and he panicked and starts scratching and clawing at his throat and everybody’s watching horrified like please y’all help me remember 😭 @saintzx

FOUND?🔒 The Second Hand Unwinds by trulywicked (E, 56k, wangxian, JYL/JZX, WIP, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Time Travel Fix-It, Not JC Friendly, Not Yunmeng Jiang Sect Friendly, Not Jiāng Family Friendly, Not YZY Friendly, Time Travelling LWJ, Protective LWJ, Fluff, Minor Angst, Minor Character Death, JGS is his own warning, Wooing, LWJ is romantic af, Inventor WWX, Genius WWX, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Protective Gusu Lan Sect, Supportive LXC, Good Uncle LQR, WWX Protection Squad) The clawing is because he's desperate to defend JC against LQR's (rightful) admonishing, after JYL told him he should've tried harder after being silenced on a previous occasion defending JC

~*~

20. Hello

Love your blog!

A) I'm looking for a fic where wwx was raised by WRH, but it is introduced with him being the one to raze Cloud Recess and starting ti flirt with a prisoner LWJ who's very much " bro, wtf" in his inner monologue.

He's bff w Xye Yang and at one point thinks of doing lwj favors

B) Modern au where wwx and lwj had been married, adopted LSZ and then divorced due to someone either framing wwx or LWJs fam pressuring him to it. Wwx still has visitation rights and all, and at one point lwj buys them a house as an apology, but wwx is less than cash money above it, bcs lwj didn't truly fix the mistrust or whatever the reason for their breakup was @midnightlighthowlite

20B)

FOUND? 🔒 Life as a House by Terri Botta (Isilwath) (T, 55k, WangXian, Modern AU, Corporate Espionage, Post-Divorce, Father-Son Relationship, Reconciliation, Therapy)

~*~

21. Hello there, I’m not sure if this is a fic finder or an in the mood for, because I’m looking for a fic and more like that.

So you know how theres this TikTok Sound of someone called Nick who asks for the WLAN Password and its I Love You Nick and Nick is in a lot of denial about being lovers even though their anniversary is coming up?

I found a fic that was basically WY and LZ in a relationship, and WY/LZ (but more likely WY) didn’t realise that they were anything more than friends, and it was very funny.

More comedic than anything else. But I cannot for the life of me find it, and everytime I try and search for it, only the sad version shows up.

Please send help, I need to read this fluff….I crave it. @desperation-is-my-middle-name

~*~

#wangxian #wangxianficfinder #mdzs #the untamed #long post #wangxian fic finder

102 notes · View notes

transmutationisms · 7 months ago

Note

yeah fuck that anon but their second question is legit do you know how to check for other fundraisers??? I know the one you’re promoting is legit but what about others?? Is there like a database or something?? Sorry if its a dumb question Im just concerned bc I got scammed once by a friend of a friends alleged medical issues :/

i actually have a whole tag where i've been collecting posts about the legitimacy of palestinian fundraisers, how to boost and promote them, and details on the vetting process.

here on tumblr, the most centralised part of the verification process has been this spreadsheet of fundraisers that are checked (details on that process in my tag above) by palestinian users. formerly these users included @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi; currently the vetting is being done by @/mohameddd, who is in gaza. there is more info on this in el-shab-hussein's pinned post, and he is slowly shifting fundraiser posts over to @gaza-evacuation-funds, so that's a great blog to follow for vetted campaigns.

not all verified campaigns are on the spreadsheet. click on the notes of a fundraising post or search their url on tumblr; look for posts or comments from palestinian users who have checked and vouched for them. @/90-ghost is probably the most well-known; he has had to take a step back from tumblr recently, but there are still lots of people fundraising whose campaigns he's shared or vouched for. @/bilal-salah0 is another palestinian who has verified and vouched for people he knows personally or has reached out to. many users who get their own campaigns verified will later vouch for their friends or family members. if you trust the first person's verification, you can also take their word about other people they know.

off tumblr, there are several grassroots organisations that have their own verification processes. this post (also in the tag i linked above) lists the ones i know of currently. victoria of Pali.pals on instagram has also recently established a tumblr presence @/victoriawhimsey. she shares campaigns that she has vetted through mutual friends, contacts in gaza, video calls, etc. you can reach out to her if you have other questions about her process.

if a fundraiser has not yet been verified at all (this happens especially for new campaigns), some people may share it with a note about whether it seems provisionally legitimate. sometimes the person fundraising will link to their other social media accounts, which can help you determine whether they're likely legitimate. some people also try checking by reverse-image searching, although that's a very imperfect test (details on that in my tag above). for a full verification it's generally important that someone who (at the very least) speaks palestinian arabic, and/or is in gaza, is involved. however, this process takes time, and can be harder for people with more internet connectivity issues.

it's always a good idea to do due diligence when someone asks you for money, but to be clear, the vast majority of palestinian fundraisers i have seen on here have verification from the spreadsheet, other verification orgs, palestinian bloggers, or a combination of the above. at the very least, always check the notes of a fundraiser post or search the url; most of the time you will turn up verification info this way.

if you're not sure about someone's legitimacy, just move on and put your effort into other fundraisers.

#gaza fundraising info

75 notes · View notes

zedleaked · 1 year ago

Text

[APPARENTLY PEOPLE HERE WANTED TO KNOW THE HUMAN AXIS LORE SO IM JUST GOING TO COPY MY TWITTER POST HERE…] BASIC GIST IS THAT THIS IS JUST A GENERAL HUMAN AU. MONSTERS AND HUMANS SWAPPED. WOWIE!

ANYWAYS READ MORE FOR AXIS

AXIS ORIGIN IS STILL A BIT FUZZY. HERE HE'S LIKE CHUJIN'S ADOPTED SON [GENDER NEUTRAL],, CATGIRLTRICKSTER ON TWITTER SUGGESTED CHUJIN JUST FINDING YOUNG AXIS IN A PIPE OR SOMETHING AND I THINK THATS REALLY FUNNY... THOUGH HIS ORIGINS WOULD BE VAGUE. IF ASKED HE'D SAY HE DOESN'T REMEMBER.

ALSO NOTE BEFORE I FORGET. AXIS WAS JUST BORN WITH ONE LEG. THERE IS NO LORE REASON TO WHY ITS MISSING, IT IS JUST THE WAY HE IS. CHUJIN MAKES HIM A ROBOTIC LEG SO HE CAN HAVE AN EASIER TIME.

SURE I COULD GIVE A FUCKED REASON AS TO WHY HE DOESNT HAVE IT BUT I DONT FEEL LIKE IT.

AXIS WOULD BE AN APPRENTICE UNDER CHUJIN SIMILAR TO MARTLET [I NEEDA DRAW MARTLET EVENTUALLY] PLUS IN GAME THERE'S FLAVOR TEXT ABOUT HIM FLIPPING THROUGH THE ROYAL GUARD HANDBOOK IN HIS MIND. HONESTLY. MARTLET AND AXIS BEING FRIENDS THROUGH SHARING THE SAME INTEREST IS SILLY...

HE'D WANT TO TRAIN HIMSELF TO BECOME A ROYAL GUARD OR AT LEAST A PROTECTOR TO PAYBACK CHUJIN FOR TAKING HIM IN. HE'S GOING TO PROTECT HIS FATHER AND HUMANKIND. IT'S HIS BIGGEST GOAL IN LIFE.

STEAMWORKS STILL EXISTS. ITS JUST CHUJIN HADNT BUILT THE AXIS MODELS IN THIS AU BECAUSE. YOU KNOW.

MAYBE HE SAW POTENTIAL IN HUMAN AXIS, SEEING HOW DETERMINED HE IS TO GROW STRONGER AND PROTECT PEOPLE. CHUJIN WOULD WANT HIM TO HONE HIS SKILLS TO BECOME SOMETHING... BIG.

IN A WAY. AXIS WAS A PEEK INTO WHAT HUMANS COULD BECOME AND WHAT THAT COULD DO FOR HUMAN SOCIETY UNDERGROUND.

MEANWHILE AXIS IS ENAMORED BY STEAMWORKS AND JUST CHUJIN'S WORK IN GENERAL. HE REALLY ADMIRES ROBOTS, HE THINKS ABOUT WHAT ITS LIKE IF HE HAD ROBOTIC MODIFICATIONS.

AND LESS LORE RELEVANT BUT HE ALSO HAS CONNECTIONS TO KANAKO TOO! THEY ARE THE SIBLINGS EVER. THOUGH IVE BEEN WONDERING HOW CEROBA NOT KNOWING AXIS IN STEAMWORKS WOULD WORK. IT'D BE KINDA WEIRD FOR CHUJIN TO KEEP A WHOLE ASS CHILD SECRET FROM HER.

THEYVE PROBABLY SEEN EACH OTHER AND NEVER HAD MUCH SIGNIFICANT

INTERACTIONS FOR THEM TO FULLY REMEMBER EACH OTHER. AXIS SPENDS A MAJORITY OF HIS TIME AT STEAMWORKS OR DOING ROYAL GUARD SHIT, AND WHEN HES NOT DOING THAT HES PROBABLY PLAYING WITH KANAKO [WHEN CEROBA ISNT AROUND]

AND WELL. WE HAD TO GET TO THIS PART EVENTUALLY. ONE DAY A MONSTER MAKES ITS WAY INTO THE UNDERGROUND AND STARTED KILLING PEOPLE. DALV [WHO I ALSO NEED TO DRAW] GOT CAUGHT UP IN THE FRAY WHILE PLAYING WITH KANAKO [AND AXIS TOO]. UPON SEEING HIS FRIENDS GET HURT. SOMETHING CLICKS.

AXIS HAD TRAINED UP TO THIS POINT. THIS WAS HIS MOMENT. HE HAD TO SAVE THE PEOPLE FROM THE THREAT IN FRONT OF THEM. INSTINCTS KICK IN AND HE GOES IN TO FIGHT THE MONSTER WHILE DALV TAKES KANAKO TO SAFETY.

THIS MONSTER WAS TOUGH. HE WAS ALMOST KILLED. BUT HE HAD TO PERSEVERE.

SOMETHING JUST ACTIVATED IN HIS SOUL.

HE FELT A SURGE OF POWER. THE ONLY THING HE KNEW IN THAT MOMENT WAS TO.

GET. RID. OF. THE. THREAT.

IN FRONT OF HIM WAS JUST. A HEADLESS BODY THAT SLOWLY FADED INTO DUST.

THAT... HE DIDNT MEAN TO GO THAT FAR.

SIMILAR TO CLOVER IN GENOCIDE, AXIS HAD RAPIDLY LEVELED UP AND SHOT A POWERFUL ATTACK AT THE MONSTER IN RESPONSE TO ALMOST DYING. HE NEEDED TO KEEP GOING NO MATTER WHAT.

STILL. THE CONSEQUENCES OF HIS ACTIONS LAID HEAVY ON HIM.

HE HAD KILLED A LIVING, BREATHING THING.

SOON AFTER CHUJIN WALKED IN ON THE SCENE COMPLETELY HORRIFIED. AXIS, ASHAMED OF WHAT HE HAD DONE RAN TOWARD STEAMWORKS TO ISOLATE HIMSELF, SIMILAR TO DALV.

SURE, HE HAD SAVED PEOPLE FROM THAT MONSTER BUT DID HE HAVE TO BE SO GRUESOME?

CHUJIN RAN AFTER HIM, TRYING TO GET HIM BACK

CHUJIN FINDS HIM AT STEAMWORKS, WALLOWING IN JUST. EVERY EMOTION.

HE TRIES TO COMFORT HIM THOUGH AXIS IS STILL INSISTENT ON NOT GOING OUT.

THE TWO REACHED THE COMPROMISE THAT: AXIS WOULD GUARD AND PROTECT STEAMWORKS AND THAT CHUJIN WOULD CHECK UP ON HIM EVERY NOW AND THEN.

SO THATS WHAT HE DID. HE STAYED AT STEAMWORKS, WATCHING OVER THE PLACE AND ITS ROBOTS FOR….. AGES.

EVENTUALLY CHUJIN'S CHECK UPS GET MORE SPARSE UNTIL JUST. NOTHING.

AXIS NOTICES TOO THAT LESS AND LESS SCIENTISTS ARE PRESENT AT STEAMWORKS. UNTIL THERE IS NO ONE THERE.

WHEN ASKED IF HE WAS GOING TO LEAVE

TOO HE SAID

"NO. MY FATHER AND I HAD REACHED THE AGREEMENT THAT I WOULD STAY AND PATROL THIS AREA, AND THAT I WILL DO." THERE WAS NO CONVINCING HIM TO LEAVE. SO THE OTHERS RELUCTANTLY LEFT HIM BE.

DAY BY DAY HE WATCHES STEAMWORKS FLOOD AND DECAY. WHILE HE STAYS THERE TRYING TO KEEP UP THE AGREEMENT BETWEEN HIS FATHER AND HIMSELF.

NO ONE HAD TOLD HIM.

ONE DAY THOUGH HE FINDS THAT STEAMWORKS SUDDENLY ACTIVATES RIGHT BEFORE SEEING A MONSTER ONCE AGAIN.

OH HE REMEMBERS THE PAST WELL. IN THIS AU IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE FOR HIM TO GET HIS MEMORY ERASED.

WHILE THE EVENTS PLAY OUT MOSTLY THE SAME COMPARED TO NORMAL UTY.

AXIS SEEMS MORE HESITANT THAN USUAL. AND PROBABLY MONOLOGUING A LITTLE SIMILAR TO WHAT DALV DOES

BEING A HUMAN. HE POSES LESS OF A THREAT ON HIS OWN. HOWEVER. MY GUY SETS UP HOME ALONE TYPE TRAPS N SHIT TO TRY AND CATCH CLOVER INSTEAD [PART OF HIS ROYAL GUARD TRAINING!!.

ONLY RESORTING TO USING "ROBOTIC MODIFICATIONS" HE HAD FOUND WHEN CLOVER REALLY [ticks] HIM OFF.

AND YES. HE STILL GETS A ROBOT SPOUSE IF A PACIFIST PLAYTHROUGH HAPPENS. HUMAN AXIS IS OBJECTUM. ITS REAL.

SO YEAH THAT IS ALL THE THINGS I THINK.

HOLY SHIT THIS THREAD IS LONG. FEW PEOPLE WILL READ THIS I THINK BUT I STILL WANTED TO GET STUPID AU THOUGHTS OUT. UH. YEAH HOPE THAT IS GOOD OR SMTH.. FEEL FREE TO ASK QUESTIONS 🥺

#undertale yellow #undertale yellow spoilera #uty #axis #axis 014 #axis undertale yellow #axis uty #gijinka #Zed’s art

134 notes · View notes

pepprs · 3 months ago

Text

hi, everyone. i hope you all are doing well. i’ve been meaning and wanting to check in here for many months but i have also been too afraid to. but i want to do it now because im potentially at a turning point and i want you all (especially close friends and mutuals who i haven’t talked to in a long time) to know what’s going on because unfortunately i do not have the strength to reach out individually right now, as much as i desperately want to.

when i left this place a year ago my depression was extremely bad. i didn’t know how long i was going to be gone or whether i was leaving for good, but i knew i needed to make some changes in my life before i could be here healthily again. well… 2024 has been a year of IMMENSE change for me! a lot of it has been for the good. i made some progress in my life by moving out, and i’ve had a lot of joy and healing in (very slowly) building a home for myself and figuring out what kind of life i want to live and how i want to live it. (im learning how to drive! i have string lights and stuffed animals and a wii! i am capable of solo travel!)

but… a lot of the changes that have happened this year have been for the worse. in almost every respect 2024 has been one of the most difficult and painful years of my life (and that is saying something!). this year a couple of traumatic things have happened to me and around me, and it has been extremely hard to live my life despite and beyond them. i have been dealing with physical and mental health issues that have greatly impacted my quality of life and make it unbearably difficult for me to get through every day. i am constantly running on negative spoons. one of the most damaging outcomes of this is that i have almost completely withdrawn from society both online and off and that is not an exaggeration. ive stopped talking to all of my friends and family except for people i see every day at work. i impulsively isolate myself when im in pain / distress despite knowing both emotionally and logically that it makes literally everything worse and i don’t know how to (and often can’t muster the mental strength to) work through the shame and grief and anxiety to seek connection and support. and im struggling to take care of myself including physically and its having severe consequences in every aspect of my life and in the lives of people who care about me. i live alone and i still think that was the good and right choice for me to make, but i am profoundly and agonizingly lonely. my depression was extremely bad when i left here, but i think despite everything it might be even worse now.

all of this is to say: this week i finally decided i can’t suffer like this anymore, and i began the process of seeking a formal diagnosis for my depression and other mental health issues and exploring additional treatment beyond talk therapy (most likely meds but there may be other things too / instead; still at the very beginning stages of figuring it all out). i am extremely anxious about many dimensions of this but also hopeful that it will help me hurt less because when i tell you at this point my brain and heart physically ache from depression like 85% of every day…. lol. im really hoping that once i get my mental / emotional pain under control i’ll be able to start tending to the parts of my life that have withered while ive suffered and repair the damage of my neglect as best i can. (which is to say… if you’re my friend and you’re reading this please know i love you and i miss you terribly and i am so sorry we haven’t spoken and i am so sorry im telling you this in a tumblr post you may not even read instead of a reply or a call back. i still love you and i want you to know it is not you specifically i am ghosting, its everyone. i am trying to build the strength and im scared i can’t but i hope i can.)

that said… i have decided i am not going to be coming back to this blog. i miss this place and the community i felt connected to here, but the way i was using this website as a public diary was extremely unhealthy, and as much as i miss it and still crave the instant comfort/validation i see clearly now with months of distance how damaging it was. (i truly cannot believe i was oversharing like that lol i am so private now (yes due largely to mental illness but still!)) i am so grateful to everyone who reassured me when i was struggling and celebrated my successes. this was the first place, online or off, where i (misguidedly but it’s true!) could actually be honest and candid about things happening in my life and my reactions to them instead of communicating it all through metaphors in my art and poetry, and it truly mattered that i had that experience here so that i could seek out more spaces like it in my offline life. i know i already said thank you in a previous update but really… thank you. 💗🫂

im not planning on deleting this blog. i may come back here and share updates like this one from time to time, but otherwise i will leave it as it is. but… i do want to get back to using a few of my fandom-centered sideblogs because looking at and compiling art of things i like is a low-energy thing that makes me happy! so you may see activity there every once in a while (tbh during this hiatus i have opened tumblr from time to time to look at art and save a bunch of posts that i wanted to reblog eventually lol). but… if i notice myself slipping back into bad habits i may private the sideblogs or abandon them completely.

i don’t know how to end this post. actually wait yes i do. one of my all time favorite artists is anna-laura sullivan (@/annalaura_art on instagram) and this is one of my all time favorite drawings of hers (so much so that i made it my lock screen so i can look at it every day!). this saying has brought me a lot of comfort and i hope it (and her other art) will bring you comfort too if you’re also in a dark place.

one more thing: not to be kind of a freak but in writing this post i discovered a longer version of my goodbye post from last year in my drafts. i don’t remember why i didn’t post it and obviously it’s outdated now but i want to share the draft because i went into more detail about tumblr having been helpful for me specifically when it comes to my mutuals + info / disclaimers about how to reach me and i want you guys to hear that in my past self’s voice lol! i put it under the cut if you want to read it!

2023 tess said it best: i hope you know how much it’s meant to me to be in your company. thank you for sharing and thank you for listening. i love you. happy [almost] new year. be well. good luck. shine bright. until we meet again ☕️🐈🫂💗

#purrs

53 notes · View notes

writingtraumaforever · 2 months ago

Text

Uncontrolled Chaos: Chapter 30

Notes: Sorry if this sucks and isn’t my best but my brain is going brrr right now because IM SEEING THE MOVIE TOMORROW AHH—

Summary: Shadow receives one too many alerts for his liking..

UC Masterpost!

Link to my AO3!

Start:

“Did you hear that??”

“I absolutely did.”

Shadow eyes are wide on his wrist, slowly lifting his wrist to pull his glove up just enough to reveal the watch underneath.

The ‘no signal’ symbol at the top has changed to one bar. From red to green. His lips part with a small gasp, immediately holding the watch to his face and pressing the button on the side to speak.

“Tails??? Tails, do you copy???”

More static.

The Tails from this world perks up at the sound of his name, turning his attention from Knuckles and the others back to Shadow and Rouge who are staring at Shadow’s watch..

“You say something, Shadow??”

Shadow ignores him, trying again to press down the button and speak, “Tails??? Tails, come in, this is Shadow!”

Releases the button. More static..

He frowns and tries to swipe his finger along the screen of the watch for other options. He turns on his distress signal, hoping to have his location somehow locked on— but the watch informs him of an ‘error’ and doesn’t connect. Instead, he switches over to vitals. All Amy, Knuckle, Tails and Sonic are connected. They must all be together, he assumes—

Until Sonic’s vitals suddenly go high and a distress signal alerts across the screen.

Shadow’s heart drops.

Switching back to the communicator, he presses the button down and tries again, “Tails!! Tails! Answer me! Where’s Sonic?!”

“I’m right here!” Sonic answers with a curious quirk of his brow as he waltzes over to Shads; Amy, Knuckles and Tails following behind with equal amounts of confusion in their eyes, “Dude, you good??”

“Not you!” Shadow snaps out of panic, staring at the one green signal bar at the top of the tiny screen, “Sonic—my Sonic!”

“Huh???” Sonic’s eyes widen, it finally clicking what’s happening, “You’re communicating with them???”

“No exactly,” shadow mutters a bit hurriedly, tapping on his screen to switch back to vitals and look at Sonic’s again— still high. Still distressed. Why is he the only one distressed?? Is no one else with him??? Just as he thinks it, Amy’s heart rate starts to pick up on the screen..

His communicator beeps for an incoming message, Shadow instantly switching back to the comms screen.

“Shadow?? Shadow, can you hear me??”

“Is he able to— *krrrrch* —it??”

There’s two voices now. Shadow recognizes them as Tails and Knuckles immediately.

“*Krrrsh* —don’t know. It says he’s receivi— *krrrrch* —ou can hear us, send us a sign— *krrrshh*”

Shadow feels panicked. Rushed. Worried. His mind blanks, only able to think about his Sonic’s distress signal and not much else as he turns to the others with desperate eyes, “Help me send them a signal!”

“On it!” Tails jumps into action, moving to grab some tools from his workbench, “We don’t have a chaos emerald to power this thing enough to traverse time and space and communicate properly,” the kit explains, the others looming over him to watch as he works.

Sonic’s hand reaches without thought to rest on Shadow’s back, Shadow not taking notice but Sonic’s eyes are watching him. How scared he looks. How worried. It’s like nothing else in the world exists anymore, Shads’ full focus being on that watch.

“But maybe I can put enough juice in it to send them a signal of some sort—“

“We have a locations setting,” Shadow quickly offers, already taking his watch off to hand over to Tails, “Perhaps we can send them a quick enough signal to let them see it turn on then off??”

“That could work,” Tails nods, already opening the back of the watch with a tiny screwdriver. Tails is immediately intrigued by how similar yet different the schematics of the watch are on the inside, becoming temporarily overwhelmed. His need to dig and investigate and study takes over for only a moment before he takes a deep breath and gathers himself.

Not now. Nerd out later.

Locking back onto the task at hand, he reaches for a couple of tiny wires in his toolbox and begins attaching them to the inside of the watch, “We need a power source.”

“Will this work???” Shadow asks, pulling the fake emerald from his quills.

“That’s what got us into this mess!” Knuckles argues immediately as though the very thought of using the gem again is outrageous.

Tails grabs it without a second thought—

“Yup.”

“What!?”

Tails ignores Knuckles’ protesting, hooking the gem up immediately by attaching the wires with little sticky pads of some sort—

“Alright, let’s light this candle,” Tails says, passing the open watch carefully back to Shadow. Shadow nods and swipes back to the locator screen. He taps the ‘send location’ button. Error. He tries again. Another error.

“It’s not working,” Shadow growls out in frustration.

“Keep trying, it might take a second,” Tails replies, brows knitting as he watches Shadow repeatedly receive the error sign on the watch.

Shadow’s brows are knit tight, eyes panicked and mind racing with what could be happening. Why is Sonic’s distress signal being sent out??? Is no one with him?? He assumes Amy is since her own vitals are going up, but why is Sonic the one hurt??? That dumb idiot better not have gotten himself hurt pulling the sacrifice card—

The watch flashes green, locations turned on for a split moment and sending to all retrieving devices. And then it shuts off, losing signal again.

Shadow’s eyes widen, hoping it was enough for Tails to see and realize it’s him trying to contact them.

Switching back to the comms, he hears Knuckles speaking in the background of the staticky message,

“Did you see that?? His— *krrrch*”

“Hold on, Knuckles! I can only deal with one thing at a— *krrrch*”

“—deal with Sonic. You focus on getting that signal strong— *krrrch*”

The mention of ‘dealing with Sonic’ makes Shadow’s chest ache uncomfortably. Makes bile rise in his throat, burning when he swallows it down hard and holds the communicator up to speak again, “Tails! Tails, I’m here! Can you hear me???”

More static.

Shadow groans in frustration, his eyes shimmering red at the annoyance and anxiety all this is causing him.

“Damnit!” he yells, slamming his fist on the table when the signal reads red again and the green bars go away..

Everyone watches him in silence, unsure of how to comfort him or respond to what the heck just happened..

“…Shadow?” Sonic’s voice comes behind him, quiet and gentle as a gloved hand rests on his shoulder.

Shadow doesn’t respond. Just stares at the watch with gritted teeth, newfound determination rising inside him as he takes a breath and closes his eyes. He needs to control his emotions.. he can’t lose control now. Not here..

When he opens them again, the red glow is gone. He turns to look to Tails now, handing him the watch, “We need emeralds.”

“Yes,” Tails confirms with a hesitant nod, slowly taking the watch from him.

“Then let’s not waste anymore time,” he grunts, turning towards the others, “Tails, stay here get that signal back up..”

Sonic’s brows are knitted up, watching Shadow with concern and empathy clear on his face. But Shadow doesn’t look at him. He won’t look at him, Sonic notices. His eyes go right over him as if to avoid him, in fact. It makes something inside him burn, something worried and pained. Like loss.

“Rouge and I can go to Eggman’s Lair to retrieve any information we can find on the Time Eater and how Eggman managed to use its powers to hop through time and space. Knuckles, Sonic and Amy?? Find the emeralds. I don’t care how, just do it.”

“We can use the chaos energy reader??” Amy suggests, not questioning Shadow’s wishes a single time. And Sonic notices how she moves to rest a reassuring hand on Shadow’s arm. Like she knows something..

“Tails, you have two at the ready, right??”

“Yeah, if you count the one attached to the Tornado,” the fox says with a rub to the back of his neck.

“I can fly it,” Sonic assures, “I may be a little rusty, but I can do it.”

“You’re sure??” Tails frowns, eyeing his brother a bit nervously.

“I was flying that thing when you were still in diapers, pal,” Sonic smirks with a thumbs up, “I’ll figure it out.”

Tails hums a moment, seeming a bit reluctant to let Sonic take his baby like that before he eventually nods since he doesn’t have much of a choice, “Alright. You and Amy take the Tornado. She’s a good co-pilot,” Tails assures, looking to Amy who nods in response. She’s learned a lot sitting in the backseat on their adventures. He trusts her more than most with his plane at this point.

“I’ll take the handheld reader and search the zones,” Knuckles adds, “Between that and being able to naturally sense the chaos energy, I should be able to pick up on something.”

“Good,” Shadow nods, looking at the echidna before looking at the others— except Sonic. He once again lets his gaze jump right over Sonic.

Sonic sighs a bit at this, glancing to Amy who is still holding onto Shadow’s arm. Shadow is even leaning into her a little now.

Oh yeah. He’s gonna interrogate the shit out of her on this flight.

“Alright, gang,” Sonic throws on his signature confident smirk, amplifying the positivity and spirit of the group with that alone. Faking his happy-go-lucky attitude or not, it works. They all look to him for hope, and he never fails to give it,

“Let’s show this Shadow how Mobius 1.0 gets things done!”

“Yeah!” They all cheer in unison and oh man it’s so nice to have everyone together again..

Tails grabs the handheld reader for Knuckles, making sure it’s working properly before handing it off to him. Knuckles leaves immediately for his search, only pausing to take Rouge by her elbow and have her look him in the eye with a very intimate “Be safe” to which she smirked and replied “Too boring.” He just smirked right back and headed out.

Amy and Sonic load up in the Tornado, Sonic taking a few minutes to re-familiarize himself with the controls but after looking it all over, he’s confident he’s got this no problem. It’s his plane he built after all. New tech or not, the mechanics are still the same for the most part.

Shadow walks to Rouge, about to run over some infiltration plans with the bat only for her to pause him with a hand on his chest.

“Hold up there, Hot Topic.”

Shadow quirks a brow at her, “We don’t have time to hold up—“

“But you have time to tell him bye,” Rouge says simply, her eyes looking at Shadow’s knowingly..

Shadow’s brows knit a bit at this..

She knows..

“…You may not be my Shadow, but you’re still Shadow,” she smirks with a shrug, “And I know when you care for someone..”

Shadow sighs a bit at this, glancing over to Sonic who is letting Amy explain how the chaos energy reader works..

After a moment, he approaches the two, walking up to the ladder to the plane and climbing up two steps before leaning against the side of it and looking at Sonic.

Sonic’s eyes shift to his.

Finally, he thinks..

What he sees throws him off. How vulnerable Shadow looks. How shaken up..

He knows this Shadow has a very much different and closer relationship with his Sonic than his own Shadow does with him, but to see it all firsthand..? To see how triggered Shadow has gotten over his Sonic potentially being in danger..? It’s.. jolting, honestly.

“…Be careful,” Shadow says quiet but stern, “I’ve already got one Sonic to be worrying about, I don’t need two.”

Sonic smiles a bit at this, “You got it, buddy. Not a single quill on my precious head will be out of place by the time I get back.”

Shadow smirks slightly at this, but the worry in his eyes is still very present..

Sonic sighs a bit at this and offers, “He’s gonna be okay.. I’m sure he just ran into some trouble. But he’ll be fine. Any version of myself can handle anything life throws at him..”

Shadow chuckles breathily at this, “…You have no idea.”

“I think I do, actually,” Sonic smirks with a wink, Shadow smiling a bit more at that.

“…Yeah, you do, don’t you..”

They share a silent and knowing look for a few more moments before Shadow begins climbing back down with a ‘hmph’.

“Just be careful.”

“Yeah, yeah, thanks mom,” Sonic teases to which Shadow rolls his eyes.

He better be safe..

Or Shadow will just have to kill him.

#shadow the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog #sonadow #fanfiction #my writing #my fanfiction #sonadow fanfiction #uc series #uncontrolled chaos #Amy rose #knuckles the echidna #tails the fox #tails prower #miles tails prower #slight knuxouge #rouge the bat #ao3 #ao3 writer

22 notes · View notes

castiwls · 11 months ago

Text

out of the woods - p.d

Pairing; poe dameron x fem!reader

Synopsis; based on the song 'out of the woods' by taylor swift

Prompt; 'remember when we couldn't take the heat, i walked out said im setting you free.'

Notes; I've never written for poe so i apologise if this is ooc

masterlist | taylor swift masterlist

“So you're breaking up with me?” Poe frowned from his place behind you. He crossed his arms over his chest letting out a sigh of disbelief.

“No. I’m not breaking up with you. I’m trying to keep you safe!” You snapped turning to face him. “I can’t lose you, and I refuse to be the reason you die, Poe!” You squeezed your eyes shut for a moment, pushing back the tears which threatened to spill.

Poe shook his head taking a step towards you. He reached out to gently grasp your arm before running a hand up it. “What happened with Ren wasn’t your fault.”

“Really?” You let out a breath. “Cause it certainly feels like it!” Part of you knew that Poe was right. That Ren would have tortured him anyway to get the map but another part of you knew that he only upped that torture when he found Poe’s connection to you.

At one point Ben Solo was someone who you’d class as a friend, you’d trained together for years before fallen to the dark. From what you knew, you were the sole survivor of the temple and that placed a large bounty on your head, and in turn Poe’s head.

“It’s safer this way,” You dropped your voice to a whisper moving to place a hand on his cheek. You felt him lean into your touch, his eyes closing slightly. “Doesn’t mean I like it.” He said taking a breath.

You nodded gently tracing your thumb over his cheek. “Promise me, when this is all over,” He gestured around him pulling back from your hand. “When we’ve won. You’ll come back to me.” He held your hands in his pressing a kiss to your knuckles.

“I promise.”

༉‧₊˚✧

Taking a breath you slowly began to walk down the ramp of the ship. Celebrations rang out all around you as more and more ships landed at the base. You’d done it. You’d actually won this war. The First order was gone for good and it seemed that peace may actually stay this time.

As you reached the bottom of the ramp you could feel people clapping you over the shoulder with congratulations as you passed. You continued to walk until you reached a clearing at the end of the base.

You stood silently for a moment, watching the sun slowly begin to set over the planet.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were hiding from me.” A voice called out behind you causing a smile to slowly form on your lips. “Not hiding…just waiting.” You turned to face him your smile growing.

Poe grinned brightly back at you. Besides a few cuts, he seemed relatively unscathed, much to your relief. “We won.” You slowly stepped closer to him, watching as he shrugged his shoulders. “You won. We just helped.” He pointed a finger to your chest. “You're the one who went face to face with a Sith and won.”

Letting out a quiet laugh you shook your head. “Yes, well. You were the one who took down the First Order,” You shrugged tilting your head. “I think we are both equal.”

Nodding he smiled. You both grew quiet for a moment before you felt him place a hand on your cheek. Rubbing your cheek with his thumb he stared at you for a moment. “If I recall, we had an agreement,” Poe whispered leaning down slightly. You tilted your head slightly, looking up at him. “I believe we did.”

A pit of butterflies began to swarm in your stomach as you felt him pull you closer with his other hand. Poe stared down at you a moment longer before leaning forward to connect your lips.

Letting out a small gasp you melted into his hold. Every worry you’d had over the last few years seemed to melt away as you stood in his arms. You knew you still had a long road ahead of you in terms of fixing everything the First Order had broken, but in that moment none of that mattered.

All that mattered was that you’d won.

#poe dameron #poe dameron x you #poe dameron x reader #poe dameron imagine #poe dameron fanfiction #star wars #poe dameron fic #Poe Dameron Drabble #star wars imagine #star wars fanfiction #star wars sequel trilogy #star wars fandom #.mine #.starwars #.poedameron

86 notes · View notes

pluviophiles · 7 months ago

Text

umbrella academy season 4 ending - rewritten (PART 1)

since we were absolutely robbed this season, i felt the need to publish my own little version of the tua s4 ending. im sure it's riddled with plot holes, but it does give me a bit of satisfaction after watching whatever the tom fuckery happened in the last season.

warnings : tua s4 spoilers, wordbuilding, unpolished writing

... as luther, diego, allison, klaus, five, viktor, and lila are slowly engulfed by the monstrous blob, there is a blinding flash of gold. the scene cuts to black. [after a short pause] hard cut to BEN sitting on the subway - the very same scene we saw in s3 post-credits. it plays out the same way we've seen before, yet continues even after ben looks up from the book in hand. the train slowly comes to a stop, presumably having arrived at a station. cut to the subway door, which slowly opens. enter KLAUS, and then DAVE. the two of them converse, cheerily, hand-in-hand. klaus walks straight past ben, and the audience realizes that, in this timeline, the umbrella siblings are complete strangers. the two of them sit down several feet away from ben. as klaus reaches for dave, the audience can see a newly-inked tattoo on his forearm - a marigold. the camera pans back to ben, zoomed further in. now, the audience can see that, on the side of his glasses, there is a small, bedazzled marigold design. a flash of recognition can be seen in ben's eyes. he scrunches his eyebrows together, as if trying to piece together two foreign pieces of information. the camera pans again, revealing JENNIFER in the seat across from ben. JENNIFER ben… is everything alright? ben shakes his head slightly, unsure of himself. BEN it's nothing. [he clears his throat, and with more conviction, repeats, ] it's nothing. jennifer is clearly unconvinced, but decides to drop the subject for now. cut to the subway door once more, and the rest of the umbrellas file in, one-by-one. first, ALLISON, with CLAIRE and RAY. the three of them sit down in one far corner of the car; a happy family. as the light shifts, allison's necklace glints and shimmers. (design? a marigold.) then, DIEGO and LILA with their three kids. as they sit down, GRACE shyly pulls out a marigold flower, handing it to her parents. GRACE [incoherent] ...for you. diego takes it with a huge grin on his face and tucks it behind lila's ear. the latter bends down to plant a kiss on her daughter's forehead. after them came LUTHER. he was by his lonesome, but sat down near a beautiful woman - SLOANE. clumsily, he brushes up against her, and quickly offers awkward apologies. they fall into a comfortable conversation. the audience can see that here, he has a watch similar to the one reginald originally gifted him, with a marigold in its center. VIKTOR comes in, trailing behind SISSY and HARLAN. the two of them are now married, with matching stones set on their fingers. viktor is donning dark blue jean jacket, an embroidered marigold at the top. the last one to the party is FIVE. however, here, he is no longer a teenager. instead, he has gotten to live his life like the rest of his family, and is now at the ripe age of 35. he sits down with his partner, who the audience recognizes as DELORES. hazily, he wraps his arm around her. he's wearing a suit as per usual, with the addition of a marigold brooch. each of the seven siblings seem to be in their own bubbles, suggesting that they finally reached contentment. still, they are connected together by the marigold, even if it is no longer inside of them. in this timeline, the umbrellas were almost the opposite of dysfunctional. perhaps the problem was never them, but reginald. for, here, the seven of them flourished.

(PART 2 SOON TO COME)

44 notes · View notes

differentpostrebel · 6 months ago

Text

Lost and Found: A Pirates Promise

This gif cause it was way to funny Lmfaoo

Chapter 25: The Colosseum Countdown

A/N: And we are back at it again with a new chapter! So we finally learned of Sam’s true identity. We will be getting more POVs, and we are getting a flashback sequence. Thank you guys so much! For liking, following, reblogging, and commenting/interacting! I have Chapter 26 also done, might drop that one as a special surprise since im currently working on 27 and 28. I will be going back to some of the previous chapters to add onto the new ones, but without further ado, let's get to it!

Word Count: 5.1

Sanji x Reader, Sanji X Y/N, One Piece X Reader,

Sabo POV…

I watched as Y/N ran towards the colosseum, my smile never faltering. The truth was, I was still deeply in love with the girl I met two years ago, and that feeling only intensified. I never imagined falling for someone, let alone someone who washed ashore on the all-male island. But everything about Y/N drew me in—the fire in her eyes, her infectious laugh, the way she cared about others, that light she carried, and of course, her feisty spirit. I chuckled to myself as I made my way back to the home, taking in the aftermath of our earlier encounter. The sheets were a mess, flower petals scattered everywhere, and the candles had burned down halfway. But it was worth it. I hadn't expected to see her face again, but when I saw her in danger from those men, I had to act quickly.

Telling Y/N the truth—my real truth—wasn't easy. She had known me as Sam, but that was a facade. My real name was Sabo. But when we shared that passionate kiss, it felt like the first time all over again.

Flashback:

The sun was dipping low on the horizon, casting long shadows over the sandy beach. Y/N was training with a fierce determination, though her movements were growing slower and more labored with each passing moment. I watched from behind a cluster of trees, admiring her persistence. Her hair, left long and wild, was sticking to her sweaty face.

“Ughhh, I can’t seem to get this move right!” she shouted, her frustration evident as she threw the two small blades into the sand.

I stepped out from my hiding spot, walking towards her with a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry, Y/N, you’ll get it!”

She turned to me, her face a mixture of exhaustion and irritation. “Easy for you to say, Sam. You’re not the one who’s been training all day!”

I stopped a few feet away, trying to offer some encouragement. “I know it’s hard, but you’ve got this. Just take a moment to breathe and refocus.”

Her shoulders slumped, and she let out a heavy sigh. “I know, but it feels like I’m just not making any progress.”

I walked closer, placing a hand on her shoulder. “You’re making more progress than you realize. Sometimes, you need to step back and see how far you’ve come.”

Our eyes locked, and for a moment, everything else seemed to blur. I reached out and gently cupped her cheek, my thumb brushing against her skin. “You’ve always pushed yourself so hard, Y/N. It’s one of the things I admire most about you.”

She looked up at me, her expression softening. “Thank you, Sam.”

There was a charged silence between us, filled with unspoken words. Slowly, I leaned in, and she mirrored my movement. Our lips met in a gentle kiss, full of the emotions and connections we had both been holding back. It was a kiss that spoke of hope, affection, and the undeniable bond we shared.

As we pulled away, our foreheads touching, I whispered, “I’ve wanted to do that for some time.”

Y/N smiled, her eyes filled with something I couldn’t quite describe. “I’m glad you did.”

End of Flashback…

I shook my head, pulling myself back to the present. The memory of that first kiss was still vivid and warm in my mind. The shrill sound of my transponder snail broke the silence, pulling me out of my reverie.

“Hello?” I answered, trying to sound nonchalant.

“Sabo, where are you? You’re supposed to be at the colosseum already,” Koala’s voice crackled with worry on the other end.

I scratched my head, a bit embarrassed. “Sorry, I kind of, sort of... lost track of time.”

There was a pause on the other end before Koala spoke again. “Wait, did you find her?” She knew about Y/N and how much I’d been longing for the right moment to tell her the truth.

“Yeah, I did,” I said, a smile tugging at my lips.

“I knew it! You guys had a moment, didn’t you?” Koala teased, her tone light and playful.

I chuckled, feeling a bit flustered. “Maybe. I’m on my way to the colosseum now. Keep me informed if anything changes.”

With that, I hung up the transponder snail. I closed the door behind me and stepped into the bustling streets. The weight of the day’s events settled on my shoulders, but my resolve was clear. I needed to get to the colosseum and see this through. As I navigated through the lively business streets, I couldn’t help but replay the moments with Y/N in my mind, each memory fueling my determination to make things right.

Sanji POV…

I must have died and gone to heaven because Violet, the enchanting dancer, had yet to leave my side. The adrenaline from the chase still buzzed in my veins, but every time I glanced at her, my heart skipped a beat. The way she looked at me, with those captivating eyes and a faint blush on her cheeks, made me feel like the luckiest man alive.

We dashed through the winding alleys, our footsteps echoing against the walls. The police had been hot on our heels, but we managed to lose them. As we slowed to catch our breath, Violet squeezed my hand, and the touch felt electrifying. It was as if we were two fugitive lovers, united against the world, running from anyone who dared to stop us.

“Ohh, I can’t believe this,” I murmured, my voice a mix of awe and delight. I felt like I was dreaming. Here I was, side by side with Violet, our escape from the police almost like a scene from a romantic adventure.

Violet turned to me, her blush deepening as she looked up at me with a shy smile. “Let’s go together,” she said softly, her hand still holding mine. The way she spoke, her voice laced with both urgency and tenderness, made my heart race even faster.

I nodded, unable to hide my own smile. “Lead the way,” I said, trying to match her hopeful gaze with one of determination. As we began to walk together, my thoughts momentarily drifted from the chaotic situation we had just escaped. Instead, they centered on this extraordinary woman beside me and the unexpected connection we were forming.

Despite the chaos and danger, there was a sense of exhilaration and possibility in the air. For a moment, it felt like nothing else mattered but the path we were taking together.

Y/N POV…

I had been running for what felt like an eternity, my breaths coming in ragged gasps as I tried to navigate the labyrinth of streets and alleys. The colosseum was proving to be elusive, and frustration mounted with every passing second. “I wish I had asked Sabo for directions,” I muttered to myself, the words coming out more like a desperate plea than a complaint.

My thoughts kept circling back to that intimate moment with Sabo. The revelation that Sam was actually Sabo had rocked my world. The memories of our time together on the island—his playful teasing, him tending to my injuries, our shared laughter, and that first, unforgettable kiss—seemed to replay in my mind like a haunting melody. How did I not see the truth before? I felt a pang of regret and confusion, but there was no time for that now.

As I continued my frantic search for the Colosseum, my lungs started to burn from the exertion. Despite having my weapons on me, I couldn’t afford to risk exposure, not with Doflamingo keeping a close watch on me. The danger was all too real, and I needed to stay hidden.

Suddenly, a voice cut through the chaos, laced with a mixture of determination and irritation. “You’re not getting away from me, you thieving fairy!”

That voice sounded unmistakably like Zoro’s. I glanced to my left and, to my relief, spotted him running after his sword. “Zoro, wait!” I shouted, hoping to catch his attention. My feet pounded against the ground as I sprinted toward him, weaving through the crowd.

Sanji POV…

Walking arm in arm with Violet felt like a dream come true. The warmth of her presence beside me was more comforting than I could have imagined. “Violet, my dear?” I said, my voice dripping with affection.

“Yes?” she responded, her cheeks flushed with a delicate blush.

“Nothing, I just wanted to say your name,” I said, letting my admiration seep into every word.

Violet’s giggle was like music to my ears. “Sanji?” she said, her voice soft and playful.

“Yes?” I replied, gazing at her with adoration.

“Nothing, I just wanted to say your name,” she echoed, her eyes twinkling.

I swooned, feeling as though I could die of ecstasy. The moment was so perfect, it almost felt unreal. Just then, a dangerous presence caught my attention. Without hesitation, I used Skywalk to propel myself upward, my leg snapping out to kick a sniper from a nearby tower. The sniper fell, and I landed gracefully on the ground beside Violet.

She looked at me with wide eyes, clearly impressed. “My goodness, you are strong! Oh, my hero!” she exclaimed, nuzzling closer to me.

“We are safe now!” I declared, a satisfied smile on my face as I stood tall, enjoying the rush of adrenaline and the warmth of Violet’s closeness.

In my mind, I couldn’t help but think of my beloved crewmates, especially Nami, Robin, and Y/N. “My dearest Nami, and Robin, my beloved Y/N,” I thought, “I hope the weather is treating you nicely. As for me, well... I’ve been struck by love!”

The thought made me smile even wider, as I reveled in the bliss of the moment.

Laws POV…

The moment we stepped onto the bridge, the tension was palpable. Usopp and Caesar were already on edge, and I could hear the faint sounds of splashing water growing louder.

"You guys hear that?" Usopp asked, his voice trembling.

"Better yet, look at that!" Caesar pointed ahead, and in the distance, several massive fighting fish were speeding toward us, their teeth bared, ready to tear through anything in their path.

I kept calm. "They’re just fish. Handle it."

Usopp turned to me, eyes wide. "What do you mean, handle it? You’re the Warlord! You do something!"

"Like I said," I replied coolly, "there’s a time and place for me to fight. This isn’t it."

The fish crashed against the bridge's protective bars, the entire structure shaking. Robin was already on the move, using her powers to fend off the creatures, while Usopp scrambled to keep up.

"You better unlock Caesar," I instructed, glancing at Usopp. "He’ll be helping."

"What? No way! He’ll escape the second we do that!" Usopp shouted, not even considering it for a moment.

I held up Caesar’s heart, smirking slightly. "He knows better than to try. Isn’t that right, Caesar?"

"Y-Yes, yes!" Caesar stammered, sweat forming on his forehead. "I won’t go anywhere, I swear!"

Usopp looked unconvinced, but there was no time for debate. I tossed him the key, and he reluctantly unlocked Caesar’s chains.

Caesar rubbed his wrists, glaring at me before he grumbled, "You’ll all pay for this... especially the princess—"

I clutched his heart with force, lowering my voice dangerously. "You will not touch her. If you even think about it, I’ll make sure your heart never beats again."

Caesar’s face turned pale as he gulped. "It was just a joke! Really, just a joke! I'll focus on the fish!"

"Good," I said, turning my attention back to the fighting fish. "Then stop wasting time and prove your worth."

Caesar muttered curses under his breath but obeyed, using his gas powers to help fend off the fish. The battle raged on, with Robin and Usopp taking down the ones that got too close, while I kept an eye on the rest of the bridge. As we ran, it became apparent that the situation was getting worse—the bridge was collapsing in sections behind us, and there was a thick fog forming, making it harder to see.

Just as one of the fighting fish lunged toward us, it suddenly stopped mid-air and collapsed, lifeless.

"We caught it! There’s a fight happening, so we gotta conserve our strength!" voices called out from the mist, hauling the dead fighting fish away as if it was just another day's work.

"Great, more surprises," Usopp muttered under his breath, already exhausted from the constant threats.

I looked ahead at the collapsing bridge and the fog obscuring the way. "Looks like we’ll have to figure out another way across."

I turned to Caesar, who was already sulking. "Caesar, fly us over."

He protested immediately, throwing his hands up in frustration. "What am I, your personal transport? You can’t just order me—"

"Now," I interrupted, giving him a sharp look.

Grumbling and still muttering curses, Caesar used his gas powers to lift us into the air and carry us over the gap in the bridge. We flew through the mist, which only made Usopp more nervous.

Once we landed on the other side, the sight in front of us wasn’t any better. The entire area was covered with massive shipwrecks, some half-buried in the sand, and towering, unfamiliar giant plants, their leaves swaying ominously in the breeze.

"You don’t expect us to go in there, do you?" Usopp asked, his voice cracking with fear as he took in the unsettling scene.

I glanced back at him. "If you want to stay out here with the fish, be my guest."

Robin gave a small smile, trying to reassure Usopp. "It’ll be fine. We’ve handled worse."

Usopp sighed in resignation as we stepped forward, venturing deeper into Greenbit. The eerie landscape seemed to close in on us with every step.

Sanji POV..

I finally made it to the nearby town with Violet by my side. Her grip on my arm loosened, and she suddenly pulled away, a strange look in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked, concern lacing my voice.

"Sanji, this was a terrible idea," she muttered, her voice shaky. "Just walk away. You shouldn’t get tangled up with someone like me. Asking you to do this... it was a mistake."

Tears welled up in her eyes, and I felt my heart twist painfully at the sight. I took a slow drag of my cigarette, trying to remain calm.

"If something were to happen to you, I—"

"Don’t worry," I interrupted gently, exhaling a cloud of smoke. "So, this lowlife thug is in here, huh?" I pointed toward the warehouse in front of us. "Wait here, Violet."

"Aren’t you going to ask me why?" she suddenly blurted, her voice a mixture of despair and hurt. "Why I asked you to do this?"

I paused, glancing at her over my shoulder. "What do you mean?"

"You never questioned me. You just... did what I asked, without hesitation. Why?" Her tears spilled over, her voice trembling.

"I don’t need to question you," I said softly, looking into her tear-filled eyes. "Your tears are more than enough."

She bit her lip, trying to stop the sobs from escaping, and I couldn’t help but smile at her.

"My sweet Sanji," Violet whispered, her voice filled with emotion.

"This will only take a minute," I reassured her, my tone light and confident. "Leave everything to your faithful bodyguard."

I kicked the door open with a forceful strike, the wooden frame splintering as I strode into the warehouse. "Alright, where’s the lowlife scumbag who’s been causing my sweet Violet trouble?" I growled, scanning the room.

"Who the hell are you?" a man sneered, stepping forward from the shadows.

"Looking at you, I can tell you’re the one who’s been hurting my angel," I replied calmly. "And just so you know, her name is Violet."

"Oh, so she put you up to this, huh?" one of the men spat, laughing.

I didn’t bother to answer. Instead, I let my legs do the talking. In an instant, I dispatched each of his goons with swift, precise kicks, sending them crashing into the walls around us. They didn’t even have time to react before they hit the ground, unconscious.

But then, my heart skipped a beat. I turned just in time to see the thug holding Violet at gunpoint, his arm wrapped tightly around her neck.

"Sanji..." she whispered, her voice trembling.

"Violet, my love!" I called out, my mind racing.

"I’ve had enough of you!" the thug growled, pressing the gun closer to her.

I clenched my fists, my anger boiling over. "I’m only going to say this once: unhand her, or else."

Without waiting for him to make a move, I activated Diable Jambe. My leg ignited with fiery intensity, and I launched a spinning kick, sending the thug flying across the room with a single strike. His weapon clattered uselessly to the floor as he crashed into the wall, unconscious.

"When you stand in the way of love, I put my foot down," I said confidently, extinguishing the flames on my leg.

Violet rushed to me, throwing her arms around my neck. "Sanji, can you do one more favor for me?" she whispered, her voice soft but urgent.

"Just one?" I swooned, feeling my heart race at her touch. "I thought you’d have learned by now that I’d do anything for you."

But before I could process what was happening, Violet suddenly stepped back, locking cold, heavy chains around my wrists and ankles. I looked down in shock as the metal clicked into place.

"Here’s my last request," she said, her voice taking on a chilling tone. "You must give your life to me, every last drop."

"Wait... what are you saying?" I stammered, confusion and disbelief swirling in my mind.

Her expression changed, the sweetness in her eyes replaced by something darker. Her true intentions had finally come to light.

"Violet... What are you doing?" I asked, my voice faltering, trying to grasp the situation.

Y/N POV…

"Roronoa, I swear to god, when I get my hands on you, I’m going to..." I muttered, still trying to catch my breath. "How the hell can he run so fast, yet can’t follow simple directions?" I grumbled, frustration gnawing at me as I hurried down the streets of Dressrosa, dodging townsfolk and merchants.

I passed by a mirror hanging outside one of the shops and caught a glimpse of my reflection. My hair was a mess, my clothes were ruffled, and I looked like I’d been running for hours—which, to be fair, I had.

"Jeez, I look like a mess," I sighed, quickly pulling my hair out of its loose bun and letting it fall around my shoulders. I ran my fingers through it, styling it enough to look somewhat presentable. "That’s a bit better."

I paused for a moment, considering my next move. "I should just use my power," I thought aloud. "Maybe then I could find Zoro faster. But knowing Doflamingo, he’ll have a watchful eye on me from the sky. If I use my speed, it’ll make me an even bigger target."

I continued to jog forward, weighing my options. "I need to find that Colosseum," I muttered under my breath. "Really should've asked Sabo for directions."

My mind wandered as I ran, thoughts drifting back to the moment I shared with Sabo earlier. My body still tingled from it, my heart racing as a vivid memory crept into my mind...

Flashback…

Night had fallen on the island, and the air was cool, the ocean’s gentle waves lapping against the shore. Sam had returned with food, and we sat near the fire he built, the warmth of the flames licking at the night air.

"This is delicious," I said, savoring the flavors of the meal.

Sam (who I now know is Sabo) grinned, his eyes reflecting the firelight. "I’m glad you liked it, Y/N."

Just then, I noticed him pulling out a basket from behind a nearby rock. Inside was a blanket, two glasses, and a bottle of wine. He glanced at me with a playful smirk.

I raised an eyebrow and leaned in teasingly. "You know, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think this was a date."

Sabo chuckled, his voice smooth and calm. "Well, I guess you could say that."

He poured us both a glass of wine, the fire crackling softly in the background, the night stars twinkling above us. Sabo then unwrapped the blanket and spread it out beside the fire.

"Cheers," he said, raising his glass. "To a memorable night."

I giggled softly, clinking my glass against his. "Cheers."

After a few sips of wine, I leaned against his chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breath as he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me closer. His touch was gentle yet comforting, and the warmth of the fire combined with the cool night air created a peaceful, intimate atmosphere.

"I never knew you were the romantic type," I teased again, glancing up at him with a playful smile.

He smirked, running his hand slowly down my back. "There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me," he said quietly.

As the night wore on, I found myself drifting off to sleep on his chest, lulled by the sound of the ocean and the gentle pressure of his hand as he absentmindedly drew circles on my back. It was soothing, his touch making me feel safe and secure.

I stirred slightly, feeling the soft press of his lips on my forehead. A tender kiss, warm and fleeting, but enough to make my heart flutter. Even in my half-asleep state, I smiled to myself, feeling completely at peace.

End of Flashback

I snapped back to reality, blinking up at the sky as the memory faded. My heart still ached from the warmth of that moment, but now wasn’t the time to get lost in it. I shook my head, refocusing on the task at hand.

"Right. Gotta find Zoro," I muttered to myself as I picked up the pace, weaving through the crowded streets.

Suddenly, I heard a shout. "Hey, look, it's the girl!"

My heart sank. "Crap, they found me!" I glanced over my shoulder and saw a group of men closing in, their eyes locked on me with malicious intent. I had no choice.

Clenching my left hand into a fist and raising my left leg, I activated my speed power. A surge of velocity coursed through me, my surroundings blurring as I pushed myself faster. "Don't let her get away!" the men yelled, their voices fading behind me.

I smirked, feeling the familiar thrill of speed. "Too slow!" I shouted back, my voice a fleeting echo as I dashed away from the pursuing men. The city’s buildings and people were mere streaks of color as I zipped through the streets.

"Oh, how I missed this," I thought, the wind whipping past me. "Okay, now to find Zoro and head to the Colosseum!"

With newfound urgency, I continued my rapid search, dodging obstacles and maintaining my focus. The streets of Dressrosa seemed to stretch endlessly before me, but I was determined. I had to find Zoro and make it to the Colosseum before it was too late.

Sanji POV…

I groaned as Violet and her men continued their assault, blood spilling from my mouth. "Violet... but why?" I struggled to ask, confusion and pain blending in my voice. "You're a failure, Black Leg. I knew you had a soft spot for women, so I exploited that," she said coldly.

"Violet, please!" I gasped, my voice faltering as I tried to reason with her. "This isn't like you!"

She laughed bitterly. "What do you know about me? I ate the Glare Glare Fruit, so I can see right through anything. You men are all the same! Always thinking you can use your charm to get what you want."

"Violet, you're not thinking clearly," I said, trying to catch my breath. "My intentions were always pure. Your tears were more than enough for me to tell the truth."

Violet's eyes widened as she activated her powers, searching through my thoughts and memories. Her expression shifted from anger to shock, and she took a step back, her face pale. "What are you?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

I looked at her, trying to stay upright despite my exhaustion. "I told you. My intentions were genuine. I wanted to protect you, not hurt you."

Violet's resolve seemed to crack, tears streaming down her cheeks as she stared at me.

The men taunted me, "This guy must think he's in a romance novel. You've got to face reality—she pulled one over on you."

Violet stood up, her expression fierce as she faced her men. Their laughter echoed as they pulled out their blades, marching towards me with deadly intent. Just then, Violet's eyes blazed with determination. She unleashed her Hierro Lagrimas, striking them with a powerful force that sent them crashing to the ground. The once menacing warehouse was now filled with destruction.

I watched in astonishment as Violet freed me from the chains binding my hands and feet. "Violet, what—"

"You were forced to work for Doflamingo."

I shook my head, trying to process everything. "Go, Black Leg. From the moment your crew came with Caesar, your fate was sealed. Everything is following Doflamingo’s plan. Gaze into my mind and you'll know what truly is happening."

As she spoke, I focused on her eyes, diving into her memories from today. Shock and dread filled me as I saw the trap we had walked into. "He's also after the girl," Violet said, her voice trembling. "He’s been keeping a watchful eye on her."

"What?!" I exclaimed, my heart racing. "I need to warn Law, and I have to find Y/N! Come on, Violet. I'm not leaving here without you."

With determination, Violet and I made our way out of the warehouse. The urgency of our mission drove us forward. We raced through the streets, navigating our way to find the rest of the crew. My mind was focused on reaching Law and making sure Y/N was safe. Violet, despite her earlier betrayal, was now my ally in this desperate fight against Doflamingo's plans.

"Stay close," I instructed, my voice firm. "We have to get to them before it's too late."

Laws POV…

Only two more minutes until we handed Caesar over to Doflamingo. The tension in the air was palpable as we approached the designated meeting point. My transponder snail began to ring, and I answered it, expecting routine updates. Instead, Sanji’s urgent voice cut through the static.

"Law, you need to get out of there! It's a trap!" Sanji's voice was strained and filled with panic. "Doflamingo set the whole thing up; he never resigned! We walked right into his trap."

I froze, my heart sinking as Sanji's words registered. "The marines are in on it too! You guys have to get out of there!" Sanji continued. His voice was laced with desperation.

"What about Y/N?! Is she safe?" I demanded, my mind racing.

Sanji went silent for a moment. "I lost track of her," he finally admitted.

"What?!" I roared, fury boiling over. "How could you lose track of her?"

Sanji's voice crackled with urgency. "Listen, we’ve got bigger issues. Doflamingo has been keeping an eye on her whereabouts; he wants her! I’m going to go find her!"

Before I could respond, the call ended abruptly. I slammed the transponder snail shut, frustration and fear overwhelming me. The reality of the situation hit hard—we were walking straight into Doflamingo's trap, and now Y/N's safety was at risk.

"Damn it!" I shouted, my rage echoing through the empty beach of Greenbit, trying to make sense of the chaos unfolding around me. “What the hell do I do?” I muttered under my breath, every second ticking by like a countdown to disaster.

Just then, a familiar voice cut through my thoughts. “Law.”

I spun around to see Robin’s form emerging from the sands, though I quickly realized it wasn’t really her. "Nico! Is that—”

“No, this is just a clone of my body," Robin said calmly. "Was that Sanji you were talking to just now?”

I didn’t have time for this. “First, where’s your real body? Second, if what Blackleg says is true, the deal with Doflamingo is off,” I said, my voice tense with urgency.

“What do you mean the deal is off?!” Caesar shrieked from behind me. “What about you handing me over?”

“There’s not going to be any handover,” I shot back coldly. “Nico, find the nose, and we have to get out of here!”

Robin’s clone folded her arms, remaining composed. “We’ve hit a bit of trouble since we’re underground.”

“You’re what?” I hissed in disbelief.

“Go without us. We’ll reunite soon,” Robin’s clone said, her voice calm but firm.

I clenched my fists, feeling the weight of the situation crushing down on me. “Okay, got it.”

As the clone vanished, I was left alone with my racing thoughts. “Where’s Y/N? Is she okay?” The questions swirled in my mind, guilt gnawing at me. I knew I shouldn’t have let her go with Luffy's team. Now Doflamingo was after her, and I had no idea where she was.

Just then, the sound of footsteps alerted me to another problem. The navy was closing in.

“I presume one of you goes by the name Trafalgar Law?” a deep voice asked. I looked up, recognizing the man in front of me—the new admiral, Fujitora.

“And here you are,” I muttered under my breath. Doflamingo’s shadowy figure appeared behind the admiral, his smirk twisting into something sinister.

“Joker!” Caesar gasped, his voice trembling.

The clock struck 3:00, and Doflamingo sauntered forward, his grin widening. “Hey, Law. I hate to admit it, but you managed to impress me. Must have taken a lot to get an actual navy admiral here, huh? And since I’m still a Warlord, well, I’m shaking in my boots.”

“You’re a damn liar!” I yelled, anger burning through me. His lies, his manipulations—it was all part of his twisted game.

Doflamingo chuckled, enjoying the chaos he had created. “By the way, where’s the princess? I would have assumed you’d have her under your protection by now, but it appears she’s... missing.” His smirk grew darker. “My men have already spotted her, you know. Quite the little troublemaker, that one. Fast too. Makes me wonder how long she can keep running.”

The blood drained from my face as his words sank in. Y/N—he had eyes on her, and she was out there, alone, running for her life.

Doflamingo laughed softly. “Better hurry, Law. She won’t last much longer.”

34 notes · View notes

themosthatedbeingg · 3 months ago

Text

A new friend — Prefall Drabble

Not many know How exactly Samuel and Monty met .. not many gave much thought to the reason a snake became a halo— perhaps they should have ;

—-

The Garden was new bits of it still unfinished and stretching out into the vastness protected by the light that shielded against the encroaching darkness that depending on the time of times , was either right up against it or pulled back .

And exploring the edge of this garden away from the watchful stares of those older then them, was one young Fledgling Seraphim , following the deep roots of a new plant called a tree , he walked along the grass eyed seeing deep into the ground entranced by the connecting roots and lines and stems , Samuel would have ran along the edge like that unbothered , however he had noticed something strange, it was faint but it was there, a inky whispy line of black and red attaching its self to the underground root.

Samuel blinked and looked up noticing a strange black sapling , it looked weak and sickly .. maybe it needed help?

He couldn’t use all his powers yet but he could try .

Small sparks of light flickered from his hands like mini fireworks , he held it over the sapling … it seemed to grow stronger for a second glowing before the blackness took over it again but it looked a little healthier then before .

“•Hello, -Hello,”• a voice seemed to echo from the sapling and root drawing Samuel away from it , towards the wall of light, ever curious the fledgling made their way towards the voice. “Hello?.. who are you?… where are you?”

“•Not far not far, come come little bird little bird•” the whispered through the blacken root, always echoing and reverberating.

Samuel should have ran.. should have told someone , but no one was here, just him, and he didn’t want to get in trouble for running off again. What if it was a friend ? His first friend ! With a little flick of his tail he followed the voice .

He was led to the very edge of the garden , here was just vast whiteness with a oozing blackness kept at bay, small inky whisps of it leaking through what looked like a very small crack.

The blackness swirled and danced like a wave against the light wall, mesmerizing and haunting .

Samuel was enthralled golden eyes watching its every movement . “Hello?.. my names Samuel! What’s yours ?”

“• Hello little bird little bird , no, no, little star little star; I am I am , myself myself •” the voice was stronger here still muffled through .

It sounded friendly enough, Samuel placed his hand against the light wall, the warmth of it reverberating against his palm— WHACK.

The blackness slammed against the wall where his hand was scrambling scrabbling against it in vain.

The little Angel shied away eyes wide pulling his hand back.

“•Can’t reach you can’t reach you , can’t touch you can’t touch you.. little star, little star come to me , come to me•”

“I-iM not allowed out there ..it’s dangerous .. are you stuck out there?? I-I can get help—“ if anything he could run away from this thing .

And yet something kept him rooted to the spot , he wasn’t sure what it was. A curiosity ? A need to help? fear ?

“•do not run , do not run, You are , you are , the one stuck, the one stuck, do not, do not, tell the others, tell the others, we are, we are, Special friends , special friends•” the roots under the ground were rising slowly through the ground , the inky blackness reaching for the golden angel .

“But I can help you it’s not safe over there—“

“•Be not afraid , be not afraid , you, you, already have , already have, I , I felt your , felt your, little light, little light, I feasted i feasted , tell me, tell me, will there be, will there be, more as you grow ? More as you grow?•”

This strange being had a funny way of talking , but Samuel found it interesting , he was starting to find this whole thing interesting . He’s never had a special friend before .

“Um well my brothers always say that my powers will get easier to use once I get older so I think so, but I’m glad I was able to help you.. are you sure you don’t want to come inside ?” Maybe he could dig at the ground to help those roots get stronger .

“• then I shall wait , then I shall wait, to feast , to feast, I can not, I can not , come inside come inside , not yet , not yet , but , but , I can , I can, give you , give you, a gift , a gift, Samuel, Samuel, my little star, my little star•”

The roots that were slowly rising had reached their target, wrapping around the young ones calves and sliding over his fur and skin higher and higher— Samuel fluttered his wings in surprise as he felt something slither around his body , a shiver of discomfort running down his spine, he didn’t like this but he couldn’t voice why or even understand why he didn’t like it— suddenly a small head poked out of the collar of his robes an wedge shaped orange head , with large beady orange eyes , a forked tongue flicked in and out of its maw , as it kept sliding around his shoulders and settled around his neck.

“What— what are you?” He asked his discomfort forgotten as curiosity at the strange new thing came over , he giggled as he held his arm out the long worm shaped being slithered around it .

“•a special , a special, friend friend , a secret , a secret friend, friend, a gift , a gift , from me, from me, to you, to you, give it, give it , a name , a name , it will, it will, be with you, be with you, always, always ,when I , when I , can’t be, can’t be•” the little Angel would need them in time for now they would make sure they could be trusted .

Samuel looked down at the smooth scales and beautiful color , and the S shape it seemed to make like a stream .. a winding stream a creeping stream. “.. serpent.. a serpent!. Mmhm snake that’s what you are.. I guess you’ll need a name name though .. “ he thought for a moment .

“Monty!”

Monty hissed and slithered back up his arm and around his neck nuzzling his head against his cheek.

•Monty is a good name• it spoke softly and slowly as of trying to get the hang of communicating for the first time .

“Woah!” He never met a creature that could talk back to him. He looked back to see his shadowy friend but it was gone … Just the vast Emptiness.

“Come on Monty you’re gonna be my first friend ! “ Samuel got up from the spot he was kneeling down at , the black roots slowly falling away from him and sinking back into the garden .

The sapling producing its first flower as he walked past .

No one really questioned where the snake came from , just wrote it off as one of Samuel’s weird ideas even more so when more of them started to appear in the garden .

No one really noticed the black sapling growing in the edge of the garden either .

Not until it started to bare fruit.

#isims #musings #•star of the morning|| lucifer morningstar #c; Samuel #•Monty first serpant #ok to interact #•lore #•world building #v; prefall #Drabble

18 notes · View notes

mars-ipan · 4 months ago

Note

looks at you . realllyyyyy hard.............. hey................ can u tell me more about sinner hajime bearding w. chiaki and his shame over it im thinking about it and how it affects him real bad.. r they dating married.. r they just a random fling i need to know the deets i need the DEETS!!!!!!!!! sits down

OK SO. i have NOT spent a lot of time on this so bear with me bc i’m mostly figuring this part out as i go. it’s going under a cut tho bc i know myself

ok. to start with. chiaki is one of the first people hajime meets when he moves in— they’re neighbors and in true midwestern fashion she brings him a casserole as a welcome gift. from there they become fast friends! i think, like most people in town, chiaki goes to church on sundays, but she isn’t there often outside of that. she’ll show up to events and volunteer from time to time, though! maybe she occasionally helps at sunday school. maybe it’s her that gets hajime thinking about trying to confess in the first place! she’d never pressure him into going or imply that he had any particular sins to confess, but i think hearing someone he trusts speak highly of the priest there would get him thinking.

anywho. chiaki ends up introducing hajime to a few of her friends, though he doesn’t really connect with them too deeply. they all get along nicely though, and while hajime does have his Guilt following him at all times he feels a bit better after he hangs out with her and her friends— takes his mind off of things for a bit. she has a rabbit named usami, too! she reminds hajime of some of the animals he helped raise on the farm back home. but hajime and chiaki end up basically being besties not long after hajime’s moved in. chiaki eventually develops feelings for hajime, and since she trusts him to be kind regardless of whether he reciprocates, she tells him almost right away. hajime is ecstatic— this is an opportunity! a girl, a nice girl who likes him. if there was any girl that hajime could fall in love with, it’d be her. and if he loves her, then he won’t have any of these other thoughts! he won’t be wondering what his priest looks like under the robes if he has a girlfriend— it’s perfect! so he says yes, and they begin to date.

hajime tells Father Komaeda basically immediately— he’s excited! look, Father, your teachings are working! i’m in a heterosexual relationship, this is what God wants! except…. komaeda isn’t as enthusiastic as hajime expects. supportive, absolutely, his smile as bright as ever, but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. he doesn’t celebrate. he tells hajime he’s happy for him— chiaki’s a lovely girl, after all— but reminds him that resisting temptation is not a one and done battle. going out with chiaki is a step in the right direction, absolutely. however, he warns, hajime shouldn’t be too surprised if he finds himself struggling to shake away his impure thoughts. these things don’t disappear overnight. in fact, they should continue their lessons to help make sure that hajime can stay on this path to the light. hajime agrees immediately, thanking komaeda for his wisdom. still, though, he feels positive about this! having someone else to focus on will make leaving behind these unwanted lusts much easier.

except… hajime can’t make himself want her, not in that way. he tries. god, he tries. he loves chiaki, truly he does, but he doesn’t feel as fuzzy as he thinks he should when he holds her hand. kissing her feels like kissing a wall. he freezes up uncomfortably every time she tries to initiate anything further, and, saint that she is, she backs off every time without any hard feelings. he enjoys spending time with her, and holding her, but he’s not… he can’t get himself to desire her. not to mention, the impure desires haven’t gone away, not at all. they’re just as bad as they were before— in fact, they seem to slowly be getting worse. he doesn’t know what to do. hajime cares about chiaki, so much, and he doesn’t want to hurt her. she’s his best friend, and the last thing he wants to do is break her heart. plus, if he breaks up with her, then isn’t that like admitting defeat to his sins? like saying he can’t overcome them? and if he breaks up with her, what does he even say? that he can’t bring himself to be attracted to her? that he’s never been able to think of her in that way, only with… no. there’s no way he can tell her that, she’ll be disgusted. but he hates the idea of lying to her and stringing her along. his only option is to keep trying. he’ll be a better boyfriend, he’ll fall in love, he has to. she deserves someone who loves her, and maybe he can be that someone, if he just keeps trying.

hajime confesses all of this to Father Komaeda, of course, who hears all of it and simply nods. while he agrees that hajime should keep the true nature of his thoughts from her, he also subtly suggests that hajime break off the relationship if he’s not in love with her— lying is a sin, too, and true, holy love cannot be forced into being. perhaps they’re simply better off as friends?

hajime thinks about that advice, but he can’t bring himself to do it. he doesn’t want to hurt her, and he especially doesn’t want to lose her.

here’s the thing. chiaki is observant. she’s just that kind of person, she’s a good judge of emotion. she can tell that hajime seems uncomfortable showing affection to her, even if he’s trying. at first, she chalks it up to nerves, but when it doesn’t go away and almost seems to get worse, she starts to wonder what’s wrong, why he doesn’t seem to be that into her. so she looks a little closer. she notices that hajime prays a lot more often now than when he first moved in. she hears him mumble to himself when he thinks she isn’t listening, things about being wrong and having to try harder, having to be better. she knew from the start that hajime has some deep insecurities— he’s not very good at hiding it— but it’s worse than she thought. hajime’s been going to church near-daily now, and when she goes with him to mass on sundays she sees the way he watches the sermon, almost enraptured. she knows he gets along well with Father Komaeda— in fact, she’d consider them close friends. eventually, she notices things— hajime blushes with his whole face… when Father Komaeda is close to him. he sings the Father’s praises regularly, often thanking chiaki for telling him about the church so he could find his faith again. in moments of vulnerability, hajime has told her that he confesses somewhat frequently— what about, he never told her, but he assured her that he hadn’t hurt anybody so she never pressed him about it. the pieces click into place, and oh… oh, hajime.

unlike hajime, chiaki has nothing against homosexuality. she believes that god’s love comes in many forms, and so long as the people in a relationship truly love each other, then it doesn’t really matter what gender they are, does it? at first, she’s a bit hurt that hajime didn’t tell her, but she quickly reminds herself that hajime seems to deeply resent this part of himself— chances are, he’s yet to even accept it. she hurts for him, i think. she doesn’t like seeing her best friend be so cruel to himself over how he loves. she keeps up the relationship for a couple weeks, to give him the chance to tell her. when it’s clear that he doesn’t plan on telling anyone anytime soon, she decides to take matters into her own hands.

when chiaki approaches hajime and tells him she thinks they’d be better off as friends, he panics. he practically begs her to stay together, asks what he did wrong, promises he’ll do whatever it takes to keep this relationship alive, anything. chiaki looks at him softly, takes his hands in hers, and tells him that it’s okay, he hasn’t done anything wrong. she knows how much he cares about her, but there’s nothing either of them can do if they simply aren’t romantically compatible. “you can’t help who you love,” she tells him. hajime’s breath seems to stutter at that, and he pulls her into a tight hug, apologizing and sobbing gently into her shoulder. it’s a bit awkward physically, since chiaki’s pretty short in comparison to hajime, but she holds him as best she can. when he eventually pulls back, she tells him that they’ll always be best friends, okay? hajime sniffles, smiles, apologizes for breaking down like that, and agrees. best friends. he still doesn’t tell her. she doesn’t ask him to. he’ll tell her when he’s ready.

hajime tells komaeda about the breakup less than 24 hours after it happens. komaeda offers him a kind, gentle smile, clearly meant to reassure him. it reaches his eyes. “i’m sorry things didn’t work out, but i’m grateful you were able to maintain your friendship,” he says. he promises hajime that being single won’t doom him, and that he can still be freed of his sin even if he doesn’t have a nice girl to settle down with at the moment. they will continue their guidance, and one day hajime will be purified. hajime thanks his priest for all he’s done for him. Father Komaeda says he’d do anything to help someone dear see the glory of God.

#ask #mice #priest au #WEEEEEE that’s a lot. subject to be edited at any time but i think those are the major story beats of the beard arc #i do think that eventually komaeda will have to start isolating hajime from chiaki if he wants to keep manipulating him #(just like any cult or abuser would)#bc chiaki is observant and genuinely has hajime’s best interests at heart #and i think she could eventually connect hajime’s spike in piousness to how much time he spends around komaeda #and either think ‘hm my friend is in love with our priest and it’s fucking with his head. he needs to give himself space for his own safety #OR ‘oh shit Father Komaeda is not as wonderful as our whole town thought he was huh…. uh oh’#and she would likely encourage hajime to put a little bit more distance between himself and the church. set some healthy boundaries yanno #and komaeda can’t have that happening. so perhaps he’d find some way to distance hajime from chiaki #usually the way religious folks do that is by claiming either demonic influence or a lack of godliness #maybe he’d use her acceptance against her. i dunno !!#still working that part out in my head. weeeeee

14 notes · View notes