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runa-falls · 1 year ago

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scratches and bites - 2

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x Reader

Warnings: Could be a little off-canon for some characters, lots of plot, slight angst, Miguel is an helicopter mom, reader just wants some friends :(

a/n: ok. i didn't realize how much i wanted to put into this chapter so spicy stuff is coming NEXT chapter. promith. i've already written some of it. anyway, i'm glad y'all are enjoying my O'Hara content. I hope this lives up to your expectations lmfao

Summary: Miguel O'Hara is a grumpy man and you make him grumpy. You regularly go against his orders, create chaos, and invite danger. This is what you've been doing since he swept you away.

w/c: 2.2k

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So being “Spider-Woman” turned out to be harder than you thought. It’s not all swinging from and shooting webs like you imagined. Apparently, there’s a spider-specific physical regimen you’re required to keep up with. Every day.

You’re almost convinced that you’re being hazed into the spider-verse community because you are yet to see anyone else doing upside-down web squats on a 100-story building. Not to mention the life-threatening training simulations you were thrown into as soon as you arrived in Nueva York.

“They can’t hurt you, Kid. They’re holograms.”

“Yeah, that’s what they want you to think O’Hara, but my ass has been kicked enough to prove differently.”

“Alright, well they can’t kill you.”

Miguel has been “training” you for the last few months to become the best Spider-Woman you can be, pushing you harder than you’ve ever been pushed before. Though these days, this “training” is actually just him telling Parker to drill you in whatever he thinks will work.

O’Hara attempted to do it himself for like three days, and it turns out he’s too impatient to take in a spider apprentice or even be in a room where you do anything but exactly what he commands.

You should’ve expected it.

Sure, Miguel is a naturally grumpy man, but you swear he has it out for you. He literally tenses whenever you enter the room and makes sure to barely meet your eyes when he’s forced to talk to you.

Actually, ever since you were dropped in the middle of Spider-Central, O’Hara has been ignoring you. Treating you like the plague. Always making the excuse that he’s too busy with things that are far more important than anything you’d ever have to say. As if he wasn’t the one who forced you to come with him in the first place…

It’s not fair. He was literally all you had.

Months ago, he showed you a side of him, the one that convinced you that he actually brought you here for a reason, but now he can’t even look at you. Sure, you’re a particularly slow learner, and one that never really liked PE, but you deserve some slack. You left everything for him – for them.

Meeting people who’ve gone through similar circumstances as you was quite interesting, to say the least. And it doesn’t stop at people either. Spider cars, dinosaurs, and cats were just the beginning.

You’ve made a few friends. There’s Gwen, a 15 (or was it 16?) -year-old who mostly talks about her friend Miles, music, and…uh, Miles. It’s sweet how she gushes on about some guy without fully realizing how into him she is. Miles sounds great, really great, but you’ll probably never get to meet him because of the number of restrictions placed on your watch. Fucking O’Hara and his parental controls.

Gwen is cool, she plays the drums and can do a bunch of acrobatic things that you’d never even attempt, but she’s also almost a half-decade younger than you. There’s only so much you can talk about before you start getting homesick. Of course, despite her young age, she’s still given more responsibilities and missions than you. If Miguel has one hobby, it would be undermining everything you do.

“She’s been in the game longer than you have.” He always makes that excuse.

And you always counter it with: “But I’m older! I can do more than just scream for help!”

“This isn’t a discussion.” That honestly might be his favorite phrase to shut you up these days. “You’ll be called on when you’re ready, Kid.” And that.

“I am ready. And stop calling me that. I’m not a kid, I’m 20 years old!”

“Yeah, whatever.”

There’s also Peter Parker, your reluctant coach. He’s…something else. Sure, he’s your friend, but he’s more like a substitute teacher and crazy uncle type of guy. Usually, he listens to everything Miguel says, acting like a glorified babysitter, but sometimes, he’s up to bend the rules on some things.

Once he let you visit his dimension, claiming you’d need some real-life experience as a “friendly-neighborhood spider-woman”. You spent that day chasing down petty robbers and helping old ladies cross the road. Sure, it was a small field trip, but that was only the third dimension you’d traveled to at the time.

Parker is also always trying to get you to hold his daughter whenever she comes to work claiming that “it’ll be good for your mental health, trust me.” Of course, for Parker, every day is “bring-your-kid-to-train-the-new-spider-woman-day”. And really, you don’t mind holding her, but not when you’re in the middle of sparing 5 of Doc Ocks tentacles.

The baby is adorable, but you do worry about how she crawls up the walls. Parker doesn’t seem fazed. Actually, neither does O’Hara.

Sometimes you wonder if O’Hara wants kids one day. He certainly handles Mayday like a pro, letting her crawl over his shoulders and paperwork. Would he possibl– No, actually, it doesn’t matter. It shouldn’t matter, because he left you. He’s not – couldn’t even be an option. – Anyway…

Parker and Mayday are nice company and the only real constants in your life, but you really just want to be a consistent part of the team. You don’t know how much longer you can spend your days doing swinging drills and spider crunches (don’t even ask). But Parker has actually been your rock these past months, to give him credit. He’s one of the few people that makes you feel like you belonged in this distorted array of spiders and dimensions.

Then there’s Hobie.

The first time you met him you probably had literal stars in your eyes. Donned with a spiked vest and several facial piercings, he caught your attention right away. He catches everyone’s attention. Even his suit is cooler than everyone else’s with a spiked mohawk that surely gets in the way.

Unfortunately, just as you were hoping to take on the Brit as your mentor for all things spider, he was decidedly off-limits, courtesy of O’Hara. Apparently, his rebellious nature and brash energy make him a “bad influence”.

“Seriously? You should be glad that I’m taking a bigger interest in my training.” You have your hands posted up on your hips, trying to make yourself look bigger than you actually are. Damn, O’Hara and his domineering presence!

He rolls his eyes openly, genuinely already done with the conversation. “Yeah…your ‘training,’ sure.”

“What is that supposed to mean!” You practically whine it out.

“Don’t get distracted gatita, just do as you’re told.”

“Ok, what does that mean? I don’t speak Italian.”

“That was Spanish dumbass.”

Of course, that doesn’t stop you from hanging out with him anyway (though he’s not around as much anymore). Who knew making friends as Spider-Person would be so hard. You’d think you’d have a lot in common with everyone around you, but really, you’re all alone. Sometimes you think the spiders actually resent you deep down because you’re the only one that has never lost anything. Or had anything to lose in the first place.

For now, you’re just moving through a sea of spiders, trying to catch a glimpse of what you’re supposed to be doing here. Trying to figure out why you were chosen over the infinite other versions of you in the multiverse.

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So far you’ve been on 2 and a half missions. The half was when you were forcibly sent home and effectively grounded for a week. Apparently, talking to civilians while standing guard is prohibited, even when they’re selling dip’n’dots. What? It was a long ass mission. And it was hot!

This one is your official third mission. It’s quite simple, in theory. Just travel to Earth-275A, infiltrate a tech lab, pick up some – worryingly volatile – equipment, and go home. Easy.

Except, it didn’t exactly go that way.

It’s just you, Miguel, Gwen, and Jess on this mission. You and Jess were placed on lookout duty (you on the roof and Jess on the ground with her bike), while Miguel and Gwen broke in and out of the building. It was all running smoothly, each spider occasionally muttering quietly through the radio whenever their positionings changed. Otherwise, it was silent. And frankly, a bit boring.

You idly kicked around some pebbles that somehow found their way onto the roof of this tall ass building, sometimes smacking them against the half wall separating you from falling a thousand feet downwards. You were actually dying to get back to HQ because you briefly spotted Hobie talking to Parker and Mayday before you had to go. He’s been quite absent lately, and you want to show off some of the new moves you learned this week.

Then, there was suddenly action.

A huge explosion surges out the right side of the building that O’Hara and Stacy were infiltrating. That mission plan was not kidding when they described the ‘volatility’ of the shit inside of those supply crates. Deep creaking and smashing objects follow the blast. You watch as the tallest building in the city starts to tilt. Shit, the explosion must’ve taken out some of the support beams.

You hear Miguel yelling your name through your earpiece, as well as heavy breathing and crumbling concrete in the background.

“Y-yes? Copy–”

“You and Gwen collect the crate and get out of here. I already called for a portal. Jess and I will get surrounding civilians away from danger.”

“Understood, sir.” You don’t usually call him anything like ‘sir’, but the stakes are high and complete compliance is needed at this moment.

“Crate is located on the top floor, Stacy is already there waiting for my word.” You briefly shake yourself out, mentally preparing yourself to scale the larger building in front of you.

With a quick fwp, you attach your web to the nearly as tall building next to your target to give yourself some leverage. You jump without even giving yourself time to think about it, tugging slightly at the web, making sure to collect as much kinetic energy as possible. You release the web when you get to the highest point and spit out another web to get you to the top floor of the building. Luckily the blast took out the windows so you could easily enter the floor.

There, Gwen stands next to a crate with several scientists and guards nicely pasted onto the walls with perfectly placed webs on each limb and over their abdomens.

“Took you long enough.”

“It’s been 30 seconds!”

“Relax, I’m teasing.” She shoots out a couple of webs and connects them to the crate. “Here, help me out with this.” You follow her movements, pulling at your webs slightly to get a good evaluation of its weight. Surprisingly, it moves quite easily, almost three inches from your soft tug.

“Why’re we both doing this when it weighs 100 lbs. We have super strength.”

“I dunno, Miguel just gave us the orders. There’s probably a reason. It doesn’t really matter.” You frown realizing you could’ve been down there helping O’Hara save actual lives but instead, you were ordered to assist a teenager on a one-person job. “The portal is opening in a few seconds on the roof of the building behind us.” Gwen doesn’t seem phased. “We can just swing it with us.”

“Isn’t this shit going to blow up if we move it too harshly?”

“Not when it’s in this protective crate.” She steps closer to the broken window, mentally measuring and planning out the escape route. “That explosion earlier was from an open container.” You hum, still torn over leaving Gwen to do the delivery so you can help people get out of the way faster. “You ready then?” She’s been watching you. Clearly, your thoughts are painted on your face.

You nod briefly, “Let’s go.” Together you take each side of the crate and use your other arms to swing yourselves over to the portal that magically appears. This time, that odd purring sound of the portal is completely blocked out by the chaos going on around you. Somehow the building has still only tilted a little bit since the explosion.

As Gwen pushes the crate into the gateway, you look down at the streets, watching as Miguel and Jess work impeccably together as they save hundreds of civilians from falling debris and the inevitable demolition of the building.

Then you look back a Gwen, who’s ready to head home. Then you look down at them again.

Then your eye catches on a red sedan sheltering a terrified family that sits under the chaos.

Gwen catches your eye. “Don’t.”

“I have to.”

“Migu–”

“Would do the same.”

“--Will mur-der me.” You sigh, but quickly shoot a couple of webs downwards without looking. Gwen has her arms folded, sharing that unamused expression that Jess loves to sport. Her feet are now temporarily stuck to the floor. You’re sure she could get out of it in a second, but you can tell, she’s not going to stop you. “Don’t die.”

Right before jumping off the ledge, you send her a cheesy smirk, “Me? Never.”

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Taglist: @deputy-videogamer @danaeaurelia @reuxxi

#miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara x you #miguel o’hara #spider-man

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redbleedingrose · 2 years ago

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i have more to keep u busy babe, dont worry about anything bc ur fantastic and i love u endlessly 😘❤️

what weird quirks or habits do you think the acotar boys have (batboys + the infamous vanserras that we wholeheartedly adore). like silly/odd/adorable things they do without thinking

OMG excited to finally answer this ask!!! I think I will keep this soft and SFW this time.... maybe I will have a NSFW one later one. How are you my precious?

Lets start with bat boys first!

Rhysand

Okay tbh, this male is so put together. He wears a mask all the time outside of time spent with the inner circle, so I think he has a lot of control over himself and aims to not have any quirks or odd things that others, especially other high lords, would notice. I could totally see one quirk being this male just walks so characteristically, like literally sauntering everywhere he goes. Like if you are walking behind him, you would know it is him because he is just casually strolling, exuding so much power unintentionally.

Also this male is constantly flirting with everyone. Like not even intentionally, but just the way he voices things out, he is constantly purring his words and quirking his brow and smirking at whoever he is talking to. Cass and Az both had a bisexual crisis when they became teenagers and just became more sexually aware because this male is just flirting 24/7.

I like to think that whenever his wings are out, they are fully out and expanded constantly. Maybe it is an unintentional show of power, but it just looks so sexy on him and yeah, what more can I say?

Cassian

UMMM snorts while laughing??? Is this like shocking to anyone? I swear this male has such a strong belly laugh, but when he really gets laughing, he is struggling to catch his breath, is making little squeeks because he can't catch his breath, and then snorts really hard. It is so freaking endearing I cannot

He is constantly leaning down to talk to anyone, literally with you he is trying to talk to you and you can't hear him because he just stands so tall, so he literally leans against the wall, and slides down into a little squat so you can hear him which is actually so sweet.

He is also someone who is so easily influenced by others LMFAO. Like he is constantly giving into peer pressure and is def someone who gets major FOMO! Whenever you press him to go out with you, it takes him like 30 seconds to give in and he is following you out the door like a little puppy.

Azriel

This might not be cute, but he is constantly hiding his hands behind his back, and often walks with his hands clasped behind his back kinda making him look like a grandpa while walking LFMAO. He also picks and bites at his nails whenever he is nervous, and he holds this back while being spymaster, but he absolutely does this around you or inner circle members. You eventually just opt to hold his hand really tight whenever you notice he is messing with his hands. 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

I truly this this male stares unintentionally. Probably because he is so focused on his shadows whispers about the surroundings that he is just not aware he has been gazing at someone for too long. It is super intimidating to people who don't know him, which makes it perfect for his job as spymaster.

He is so stubborn!!!!!!! Like about everything!! He will not back down in an argument if it is something he is super passionate about, and usually will go to bat for everything that he thinks is true. But he is also the kind of male who would support you in any argument, even if you are wrong! Like you could be saying the sky is green and he would totally agree with you in front of others just to have your back!

Lucien

This male is constantly giving off heat, like you think Illyrian bat boys run hot in general, but Lucien is literally like sitting next to a furnace. Sometimes, you will stuff your hands into his pockets when it is freezing cold because you just know it will be instant warmth, and he doesn't mind. 🥰��

Constantly wearing riding boots! I think he is just super used to it from going out horseback riding in Spring Court, but also he just looks super tall and extremely hot whenever he does where his riding boots sooo 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

His nose twiches whenever he is annoyed or is lying and is definitely a tell for the male. Like if you are ever playing poker with him, he immediately gives himself away unintentionally because his nose twiches.

Hums when he is bored! It is not even a specific song, he is just freestyle humming, it is so freaking cute. And it is a habit your children pick up on from their father.

I think sometimes this male mumbles when he is talking to you but then gets slightly annoyed when you can't hear him and will say "nevermind." He was used to people not wanting to hear what he had to say, so when you came along and pushed him to continue with what he was talking about, he was very surprised.

Eris

Has a nickname for everyone. And I mean everyone. And he calls people by their nicknames when he is speaking of them in casual conversation, and eventually you pick up on who is talking about. And so now you both create secret nicknames for people so you can talk about them in front of them LMFAO

Shockingly, he is a fucking busybody. He was basically forced to be in everyones business when Beron was alive so he knew where people stood in terms of alliance, but in general, he is super interested whenever you are spilling the tea. He always gets really excited when you walk into his office saying, "Er, I have some piping hot fucking tea." Like you can absolutely bet your ass he is putting down whatever paperwork he is working on and pulling you into his lap with the widest eyes and smile urging you, "Go on beloved, don't hold back." ☕️☕️☕️☕️☕️☕️☕️

He likes to wear his socks mismatched because it is an autumn old wives' tale that it brings good luck. It is a habit he picked up in childhood because he wanted good luck against his father, and now he continues it centuries later.

I think he is constantly reaching out to touch you or hold your hand in whatever setting you are in. I think it just brings him a lot of comfort and just settles a sense of peace in him that he has never had before. It makes him feel invincible 🥹🥹🥹🥹

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toomuchracket · 1 year ago

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do you think d!word girlie is all into her wellness and working out? idk, I picture her as being really into her skincare and pilates etc when she has the time? and maybe she works out with matty sometimes, like maybe she introduces him to some skincare products, or when she’s out he uses some of her bath salts or moisturisers because they smell like her <3

anything to decrease the stress of your job, you're into lmao. i don't think you're necessarily at the gym every day, maybe a couple of times a week when you can, but i see you as being a fan of a daily youtube yoga/pilates/morning and evening stretches (sidenote these are actually p good) sesh. i'm sure i saw someone say on here that doing yoga in matty's house would be so good because it's so calm - that's one of the first things you say when you go over there for the first time for drinks with everyone, and matty chokes on his wine at the thought of you a) casually being in his house, b) casually being in his house in workout gear, and c) casually being in his house in workout gear stretching your body out. and then he feels guilty for thinking that. but he's like "well you can test that theory out whenever you want lol", and you just giggle but internally you spiral a lil bit. you do try it, though, once you start dating, and after matty does his "obligatory boyfriend ogling bit" (his words) he actually joins in; in return, you go to jiu jitsu with him a couple of times, but as we've seen from previous blurbs you're both far too competitive and far too horny to actually progress with it lmfao. the "too horny" thing is also why you and matty only go to the gym together on tour when there's no real other option - he's been yelled at by his pt too many times for looking at you do a spin workout or squats instead of doing his own workouts lmao (and you're no better, staring at him with obvious lust as he does literally anything all sweaty and breathless). but aside from that, you both like going for walks and hiking and stuff, so you do that together with no issues lol.

and skincare/beauty/wellness... let's just say, you are a woman on a decent pay grade (i know they're skint. but this is fiction! either way, i suppose, you have a simpy rich boyf who likes spoiling you, so you have Funds lol) with a space nk loyalty card, and by god do you use it to buy some fancy moisturisers and makeup and fragrance. but also you're a boots girly who loves a garnier sheet mask. duality! i think matty learned about your interest in it pretty quickly - thinking one of your earlier dates as an exclusive couple in a central london restaurant was interrupted by you getting a notification that your click and collect space nk order was in, and you were like "oh i'll pick that up tomorrow", and matty was like "babe we can get it when we leave here lol we might as well if we're nearby". once you collected the order (while you queued, matty test-sprayed all of the perfumes to find out which one you wore so he could buy you it for your birthday lmao) and the two of you were settled with a drink in a nearby bar, matty was like "so. what did you get?" and literally made you do an unboxing for him lmfao; he was so cute, though, genuinely interested in what you were saying about your purchases and asking questions and smelling the body lotions and whatever. you actually bought him a little travel size version of a lotion he loved the scent of, but ever since you guys started properly dating and staying with each other he just steals yours lol. but you don't mind, because he has a really nice shower gel that you always use when you're at his, so it balances out. like you said, it's a comfort thing - you both use each other's things (and the bath salts you reserve for when the two of you have romantic baths together) because they smell like them, and it makes you feel safe. it's the same with you guys and evening skincare, you and matty just love the little rituals you share and time you spend together every night you're both in the same place, and it just feels so cosy and comforting and domestic and sweet <3

#mads answers asks #matty asks #fluff asks #d word matty

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deforest · 4 months ago

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shit day of lifting, didn’t nail a single clean to satisfaction

my trainer told me to take a few days off to relax and recover bc he thinks i’ve been going too hard and am too stressed and obsessed in general but i know if i do i’m gonna be much worse off when i come back.

idk wtf is wrong with me. the last 4 weeks i’ve been missing hip contact and the triple extension altogether. i have no idea why. it started happening so suddenly and i can’t fix it bc idek why it started happening in the first place. i had really solid squat clean form before this losing streak started up. idk wtf went wrong. i know i had 2 weeks of bad sleep but i don’t think that’s fair to blame for the whole past month.

also i think i scared tf out of my trainer bc after we left the squat rack and went to benching and skullcrushers and stuff i was absolutely stone cold silent. he kept trying to ask me what i do for fun and i was just like. i don’t like to have fun.

then he started trying to make jokes to take my mind off how badly i did on the cleans but i refused to indulge him.

so it was just this tremendously self-hateful stoicism paired with him trying to make me feel better like a pitiful court jester lmfao absolute fucking disaster

#exercise journal

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kayetra-spade-queen · 4 months ago

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Time for another ramble.

This time, it's about Arjun, Prince of Bali. Some things that bothered me as an Indo.

Look, I know the show had long ended (with only 3 years of runtime and it has been 7 years since it had ended), but the show is surprisingly underwhelming, and I'm saying this as someone who used to watch some of the episodes that showed on TV (dubbed in Indo obv) when I was younger, and also as someone who's taken the time to watch the episodes in order or not.

Keep in mind, I'm not here to bash the show. I liked this show, because it's actually interesting if you actually took the time to enjoy it. It's just that my overanalyzing ass couldn't stfu, so that's why I'm whipping this up out of my ass. It's my job dawg- ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

Names

They lack Indo names. Like, ok. Aci and Ayu are there, and ig Wangi is also there. But like how their names are pronounced are butchered, especially the twins, they're so Americanized in terms of their name pronunciation.

Tanya is questionable cuz that's not even an Indo name. Tanya in Indo means question, and idk wtf came over the king and queen's head thinking naming their child Question is a good idea.

Everyone else had Hindi names.

I'd propose alternative names for Wangi and Tanya (personally, the name Wangi, wrongly pronounced or otherwise is weird, just saying-).

Funnily enough, I've searched up Balinese names, and I read names are supposed to be given depending on their birth order.

Meaning, if Arjun isn't name the way he is, his name could be Wayan due to being a firstborn child.

Tanya could be named Ni Luh, as a firstborn daughter. Yes, she's a second born, which also give her the option of Ni Made. Honestly it depends, it could be either of them, but my point still stands.

And for Wangi, I'd give her the name Bunga instead, meaning flower.

Lack of Indo Language Overall

Look, I know it's an Indian cartoon, but if you're going to put a set in other places other than India, might as well do proper research.

Like, I get it, Balinese is especially a difficult language, and I understand as a Javanese and Maduranese who doesn't understand squat of Java at the slightest.

But at the very least, you could use normal Indo. But then again, I think they'll butcher pronunciation regardless if they did or not, looking how they ruined Aci and Ayu's name.

All I'm saying is that, yes, although the overall language use is Hindi, at the very least, use some Indo words in there, even if it's just a little bit. Music, clothing, and architecture isn't the only thing that should be shown, our language, the local or the country-wide one should be represented as well. But I guess it's hard given that there's literally no Indo person in their team.

I get that Arjun and Tanya are biracial, and Hindi also had the right to be represented even if the setting isn't at India. But my point still stands.

Arjun's Lack of Hair Care

Listen, Arjun probably had the most flawless hair known to mankind, and I think he knows it, so that's why he's embracing it. But the point is, similar way of how Bheem's dhoti never got in the way of his fighting, Arjun's hair also never got in the way of training and fighting.

Realistically, he'd tie it up so his hair won't block his view. But god forbid that times of he did get his eyes blocked from view, it won't because of his hair, more like it's from other things like blowing leaves and flying papers.

I would personally love to see more of Arjun looking like this more.

That hairstyle is equally gorgeous as his free hair. He'd still look girly either way lmfao.

Khojo

Look, he deserve his own column due to reasons.

First and foremost; he's a ginger, so are his father. Having a hair color other than black and brown in Asia is rather unusual unless his father had like a foreign lineage. Not to mention they're weirdly pale as well. I have red on my hair naturally, but he's literally just straight up ginger dawg-

And what is this obsession over getting rid of Arjun so Khojo could become prince instead? Like, I get that Arjun is an heir, but isn't usually if the heir couldn't take over or just no more at all, shouldn't the other borns took over instead? If in the events Arjun is to be eliminated, Tanya would be successor instead. Why would a Minister's kid be appointed as prince instead? Like, I don't know if it works like in other countries (I'm not familiar with Indo royal hierarchy system, much less Bali), but just saying that appointing someone who's not even part of the family as an heir when there's clearly someone else other than the initial heir who could take over and is part of the family.

Take is from Bheem for example; sure, he's not royalty and not even part of the royal family. But he was appointed as a substitute king for a while because both the king and the princess are absent. Bheem is appointed to be king because he's trusted and can protect the kingdom just fine.

Khojo is different, and even if scenario plays in a similar manner but still differs; like if the king and queen ceased to exist anymore, Arjun would assume the throne from the get-go despite how still very young he is. If Arjun is also ceased to exist, Tanya would assume the throne. There's literally no place for Khojo at all, and even if Tanya is also gone, I don't think Khojo or even any of the Ministers are gonna assume the throne regardless, especially Khojo's father. Khojo's father literally once planned of Arjun and Zimmbu's kidnapping and tiger-napping all for the sake of getting his son to the seat of prince, yet that is literally not how it works. Who would even trust the throne to him dawg?? Arjun isn't the only child royalty in the family, Tanya is still there. If Arjun is killed after he got kidnapped, she'll assume to be heir right away.

Oh, and he's trying so hard for Tanya, even though she's not interested. He's so desperate for what?

Now I'm moving onto something I don't really wanna bitch off of, just wanted to point things out and maybe throw some scenarios here and there because I think it's neat.

Arjun As A Girl In Disguise

Tell me if you see this pic out of context, you'd tell me whether this kid is a girl or a boy;

Anyways, my point is, if you give him more feminine clothes and he wears it, 100% he'd be mistaken as a girl. And if situation requires it, he'd effortlessly lie that he is a girl, and no one will suspect shit.

He's not even just androgynous anymore, he's straight up feminine, and I liked it that not all men should all look broad and jacked. They could be feminine asf and still look badass.

Both Arjun and Tanya Represents Arjuna of Mahabarata

Now, what do I mean by that?

We all know Arjuna's personality. Arjun had the exact same personality as Arjuna (hence literally being a spinoff version of Arjuna himself). From enjoying attention, how girls fall for them, even as wielding the same weapons (bow and arrow). I think Arjun represents Arjuna in the warfare aspect.

And where do Tanya fit into this?

See, Tanya is more artistic; she danced and done more things in the arts compared to when she actually did anything relating with combat (mentioning the times she once did archery and another episode where broke into Arjun's room with Wangi to get his weapons to train while Arjun is away). Tanya represents Arjuna who were taught and enjoys dancing and music aspect during the exile.

Now I just want answers to my questions;

Who tf is Sankat? Ik he's also a prince, but I can't tell if he's related to Arjun in some way (I don't understand Hindi)

Why is Wangi even in the forest?

Why is Wangi blue?

That's probably all. If there's more I want to talk about, I'll add it in a reblog.

#arjun prince of bali #Kayetra Spade Queen #Kayetra Rambles #i went insane on this one you could tell #thinking of many scenarios of arjun wearing dresses and fooling everyone everywhere and rocking the dress overall #also thinking about modern au where arjun and tanya moved somewhere fkr studies cuz yes #found a description somewhere in TikTok that someone named Arjun is aiming to be a doctor #and that description came from the arjun prince of bali tag #ik that's prob a diff arjun altogether but it's quite a neat scenario where arjun secretly wanted to be a doctor #but couldn't because he'd feel guilty for his duties #live laugh love arjun in tied up hair #srs tho arjun with tied up hair looked so pretty omfg-#also saying if the show showcased more of the indo or Balinese language low-key arjun would throw some heavy insults with heavy accents

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tinyluvs · 1 year ago

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i need this tattooed on the inside of my eyelids pls

they’re so springy 😭 luke’s test squat to see if he was gonna rip his trousers has me deadddd lmfao

#❥ luke hemmings #luke hemmings #❥ calum hood #calum hood #❥ ashton irwin #ashton irwin #❥ michael clifford #michael clifford #5sos #5 seconds of summer #the 5sos show

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laskyy · 2 years ago

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OK! THE SEEUN STORY ATE! HELLO?! YOU NEED MORE CLOUT ON HERE!

So! Yk what's about to happen!

Yechan req because yes.

So, I was thinking it could be a friends to lovers aswell where the reader is a camera worker for KQ ENT, and while filming (any MV) someone/thing falls/bumps on Reader and they accidentally hit yechan w the camera then patch him up because they feel bad? (Not too hard. Don't kill my baby lmfao) 😋

AAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUUUCH!!! I'm really happy you enjoy my content! Thank you for always requesting cute ideas!! Love you and happy reading <33

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Fall for you

Genre: f2l, camera operator reader, idol Yechan

Contains: mentions of blood, injuries, cheesy content

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It was another day of working with the boys of xikers to film their music video for Tricky house and you were very excited to say the least.

Today they were filming on the train and that gave you more opportunities to have fun with the camera angles and you knew the boys would make the job easy for you because they're just so good to work with, especially Yechan.

He was always really sweet to you and considering you were the youngest member of the staff he understood how you felt so he would always try to make you feel confortable.

The guys arrived on set and you started filming right away hoping to get good footage and let them go home as early as possible as they needed to rest.

They were currently taking a break from filming and you took the chance to look through the material you already filmed.

"Wow you made Yujunie look really cool!" You heard the voice you'd been wanting to hear all day.

"Yeah well, he's already cool I just filmed him!"

"Hey that's nonsense, have you seen him? He's a complete fluffball!" Yechan said while pointing to Yujun who was blinking one eye at a time because of how sleepy he was making you both giggle.

"You're right but you're also a fluffball, you look cute when you're sleepy!" you said not even believing you were brave enough to compliment him.

"You think?" He asked with his sparkly eyes.

"Well... yeah!" You said with a small smile while looking down.

"Then I hope you can make this fluffball look cool on camera" he said while lifting your chin up with a finger and smiling at you.

"I-"

"HEY YECHAN STOP FLIRTING WITH Y/N AND COME FIX YOUR MAKEUP!" The makeup artist said.

"I wasn't- I'll see you later" he said giving you a small wave while going to the makeup arting who laughed at the boy's embarrassed state.

When he finished fixing his makeup it was time to start filming his part.

Everyone was preparing their equipment but you already had your camera ready so you had time to admire Yechan from afar as he joked around with his members who were eager to watch him in action.

"Action" the director yelled as he got closer to you to take a look at how things would turn out on camera while you were filming.

Yechan started lipsyncing to his part and you looked at how amazing he looked having fun. You were careful to capture all his expressions in a lot of different angles.

His part was coming to an end when the director wanted to remove a mosquito that got stuck on the screen without making a lot of fuss, but unfortunately he leaned too far and bumped into you hard making you lose your balance and hitting Yechan on his leg with the camera.

"YECHAN!!" You yelled as you squatted to his level and started apologizing endlessly while looking for the part of his leg that got injured.

"It's fine Y/n it's just a scratch see?" he said smiling weakly while pointing to a cut on his shin that had some blood spilling out.

"But I feel bad! Let me help you!" You gave him your hand so that he could stand up and then you headed to a couch next to where there was a first aid kit.

"Alright this might hurt a little bit, but if it gets unbearable tell me and I'll stop ok?"

"Yeah but I doubt that'll even hur- OW"

"You were saying?" You asked while chuckling

"Nevermind" he said while smiling at the thought of making you laugh even if he was in pain.

You finished patching his leg up and then his members found the both of you and started getting worried about Yechan.

They were all around him, except Minjae.

"Thanks for taking care of him!" Minjae said while smiling at you.

"It's the least I could do, after all it was my camera that fell on him!" You said while looking at Sumin who was currently making Yechan laugh.

You were in a trance looking at Yechan and Minjae seemed to notice so he smiled to himself at the thought of you having a crush on their baby.

"Y/n if you like Yechan you should tell him!"

"I- Wha- Who- How did you know?"

"Just the way you look at him you know? And if it gives you any confort, I think he likes you too, in fact he is currently admiring you!" Minjae said making you turn your head to Yechan who was actually staring at you and looked away as he got caught.

"I'll take the guys somewhere else so that you can talk it out, good luck!" Minjae said giving my head a small pat and yelling for the other guys to come with him.

You sat next to Yechan and smiled at him.

"So you and Minjae hyung?"

"What? No? What makes you think that?"

"Well it's just that you seemed so smiley when talking to him and then the head pat." He said while looking down.

"Hey Yechan, look at me, the only reason I seemed so happy when I was with Minjae was because he was talking about you" you said, your voice getting quieter after every word.

"So does that mean you like me?" He said with a big smile on his face.

"It depends!" You said with a small smirk on your face making the boy before you frown.

"On what?"

"On whether you like me or not!"

"Well then, I like you so?"

"I like you too Yechan!" You said while smiling.

"ARE YOU SERIOUS? THIS HAS TO BE A DREAM!! PINCH M-OW, WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"

"You asked for someone to pinch you so I did!" You said while laughing at his frustrated face.

"You have to make it up to me!" He said while crossing his arms.

"And how would I do that?"

He pointed to his lips and said or more accurately asked "By giving me a kiss?"

You giggled at how cute he was being and complied to his request by softly pressing your lips to his and moving them in sync with his until the both of you ran out of air.

"Who knew today I would get kissed and almost murdered by the person of my dreams!" He said while holding my hand and helping me get up from the couch as we both laughed and heard some more voices laughing.

We both looked behind us and there stood the boys just looking at us like they had been caught stealing something.

"Congrats!!" Minjae shouted and the rest of the guys congratulated us right after.

This sweet moment was obviously short lived as we had to get back to work to film Yechan's part.

"Good luck bub" You said as Yechan quickly kissed your cheek.

"Thanks cutie, try not to fall for me this time!" He said while laughing making you laugh too.

#xikers #lee yechan #yechan fluff #yechan #yechan xikers

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strawberrystepmom · 1 year ago

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dearest stepmom of strawberries do you have any tales to tell of your three babies with satoru? ^_^

boy do I!!!!!!

satomi is our eldest daughter and she is very musically gifted! she loves to dance and the first thing she did after she started walking was that little like toddler squat dance thing and satoru has 80000000 photos of her doing it and sometimes I catch him watching them bcccc he can’t handle his little girl growing up. but when she was little I’d sing a song to her to soothe her or get her to sleep my papa sang to me as a kid it’s Portuguese it’s about a little butterfly and she sometimes hums the song to a picture of me and haibara and nanami we have in our living room

her siblings are…they are so…rambunctious. twins. we wanted one and got a bogo, yuna is older by 15 minutes and kenji is the baby of the family in every single way possible. yuna looks the most like me out of all of the kids but acts exactly like her father and will do anything to make people watch her and smile. my lil baby honk honk clown!! she steals her dad’s phone and sends voice notes to everyone she possibly can so everyone in our circle has at least one unintelligible babble message from her lmfao

kenji is a mommy’s boy and he loves to know how things work. a “why”er to his soul. loves to wave at everyone but plays shy as soon as they notice him. we can’t walk into a place without him being like “why?” baby I can’t answer that for you but we will see what we can figure out so we read a lot of books lmao he loves satoru very much and is always like 🟢 ‿ 🔵 when he sees him but he loves coming to work with me and meeting the students and fkdkdkdkdkdm he’s so good

#answered #satoken #cw children #thank you for asking I scream when ppl ask me about my kids ily

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Oh that mental image of him breaking down and his Dragonite gently holding him until he's ready to hug back--crying in the club fr I wanna write this scene so much

Another personal hc that I have is definitely one that has a lot of self-projecting onto it. Mostly from the throw away line of 'my knees are creaking' and how the other E4s run to the end of the arena while he takes his sweet time. Couple that with lines on how he fell asleep and is always just resting at the club, a part of me likes to think that he's got some health issues. Maybe joint pain or something that causes chronic exhaustion.

Drayton isn't all too bad with his classes schoolwork wise but he fails primarily on his lack of attendance. Maybe it's partially from days where getting out of bed is hard, or when he can't pretend that everything's all fine and dandy. Sitting down often because standing or walking too long causes his knees to act up. Napping when he can cause he's just low-key tired all the time.

Perhaps he wouldn't have gotten the reputation of being lazy and a slacker if he just spoke up about it but no. He gives me the vibes of someone who dislikes pity, having a level of pride where he prefers to handle stuff on his own. He's got a system with his Pokemon where they help him on bad days. Shame that's how people saw him but it's not like he's making an effort to dispel it anyway. He'd hate it if those displeased looks turned to pity instead

But I'm also a sucker for days where he just can't summon up the energy to pretend around people, and while most just chalk it up to him being lazy again, maybe his friends can tell and help make things a little easier.

(Again, that's just my personal hc with a healthy dose of self projection. I just love putting him through situations haha)

Omf cndmcndm yeah yeah I get that I understand that that hit me right at home lmfaooo

No but, imagine if the reason behind that too is bc how grueling the training of Drayden was. Cause I also have this small hc that Iris really tried to keep up w Drayden's 10k push ups, sit ups, and squats during their training too (so she's a bit built thanks to that lmfao), but Drayton couldn't keep up w that, he tries but he couldn't, his body wasn't frail to say the least, but he wasn't built like Drayden or Iris, his body was a bit weaker compared to theirs, so when he tries, even when he did warm ups beforehand, it'd still leave his body quite sore

That plus the lil hc I have that he always waits for Iris to come back home most nights, so he stays up late most of the time too, making him tired the next day

But yeah, with his pride, he always refuse to get help, to the point he conditioned himself that there really is nothing wrong w him, but there is y'know, and sometimes he can't handle it anymore. There was once his body just needed rest that he didn't go to school at all, it resulted in his fam telling him if he's that lazy then he should just stop going to school and just help around the house, after all, he isn't trusted enough for the gym, wasn't motivated enough to do any kind of work, not even w school, so what's he gonna do

Anyways yeah, this I canon in my heart anon, just let the boy sleep in he deserves it

#i do love how the rest of the e4 notices maybe #amarys is always the one who notices it first #then she goes to tell crispin #who then tells lacey #then lacey just up and sometimes forces drayton to take a break #w dray really just going 'well cant say no to a break'#other students would often just question the bb e4 bc drayton is already a slacker he doesnt even do much why are they giving him a break #but the e4 knew better than to share. it wasnt their secret to tell #they know how grueling it was for him to keep up w his family so while sometimes they disagree and argue on things #they do really care abt each other #even their resident slakoth drayton #oughhgh new unova kids #pls now i wanna make hcs abt the four of them ncmdnd #plus kieran maybe bc hes also cool and he and crispin seems close hahah #pokemon hcs #an ask and an answer #anon #edit: also anon!! if you do write it tag me or send it here too i would love to read it!! hahaha

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Okay, I'm posting this because @boardthatsinkingship teased me about how my Ao3 links to my writing blog with NO WRITING. So I'm posting a snippet of this fanfic that I'm NEVER going to write but I liked it anyways.

Premise: Modern!College!DrugDealing!AU where Thorne entices Cinder to start selling cocaine. Yes, you read that correctly. Rated M for the adult themes, of course.

The scene starts where they're mopping the cafeteria floor as part of their punishment (intended to be a college suspension that Thorne's father was able to knock down to community service):

“You know, if you think about it…an orgasm is kind of like a body sneeze.”

She scrunches her nose. “Ew, Thorne. Gross.”

He scratches the stubble he insists is a beard. “Yeah, I knew that wouldn’t land.”

When she glances over at him, he’s still looking down, hand to jaw, pinky finger curled against his mouth.

“Thorne?”

“You know, I’ve been thinking. What if we start a business?”

“A business.”

“Yeah, like a real business. Tax returns, CFOs, LLC’s, all the acronyms. Commercial advertisements, Cinder. We’ll be big.”

“Okay…sure. What kind of business though?”

“Cocaine. Boom.” His hands mimic fireworks exploding.

“Are you fucking stupid?” Her head could not whorl around fast enough — what the fuck is he thinking?

“What the fuck, Thorne? You can’t just go around saying that shit. Please tell me this is a joke. Dining cannot be that bad for you — the heir to a prime military oligarch — to consider selling drugs. And cocaine out of all of them, too! You couldn’t just—“

Something hits her square in the face. A gentle something because it just falls down to the floor without any impact.

A tiny, tiny little bag full of white sits between her worn, yellowed Reeboks. She’s been needing a new pair, and for a while now, because the soles are starting to hollow and her heels cramp like a motherfucker when she stays too late in the lab.

And the answer lays between her legs.

For some reason, every moment in Cinder’s life flashes before her: the blankness of her foster care experience, memories of screams in black and smoke and so much coughing, like there was no more air; Garan adopting her, no elation but only a lingering sense of sorrow; Adri’s rejection; Garan’s death; Adri again, screaming, yelling, hitting and blaming her, you useless thing, you monster, you did this, you are the reason this family doesn’t exist. A ghost. A nothing.

She bends down — more like squats down, sitting back on her heels, and gingerly picks up the baggie. Cups it in her hands, turning it over between her palms, watching the way the powder shifts and shutters downwards.

“You’re considering it. I fucking knew it, I knew you would.” He runs a hand through his hair, smiling and his eyes are wild and shiny and incredulous. “Well, well, well, what do you say? Let’s start a business?”

His hand hovers in the air between them, palm open and fingers outstretched. The gold of his gold bracelet is beginning to rust into a nauseous green, rotten. Moldy pennies.

She slips her palm into his and tucks her thumb next to his.

“Deal.”

And they shake on it.

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That's it. LMFAO! I hope you enjoyed because there will never be a full version of this.

Also, everyone say thank you to @boardthatsinkingship for teasing me into posting this snippet.

#the lunar chronicles #mine #carswell thorne #linh cinder #my writing #au #I cannot stop laughing because they really told me that I had nothing on my blog besides testing 1 2 #and they're right. they dragged my ass 😭#so here is a sample or tease of my writing #before I actually publish something for REAL 😭

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summerwritesfics · 11 months ago

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🎇The Sky Is Falling On Me, Chapter 2 - A Nightingale In A Golden Cage

Pairing: Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang Length: 7015 Words Rating: Mature Warnings: Magic/Fantasy AU, Mages, Anxiety, Isolation, Codependency, Elemental Magic, Mentions of onesided Sektor/Kuai Liang

The Sky Is Falling On Me Masterlist

Notes: Sup guys, hope you all had a good holiday whichever you happen to celebrate :) Time for another chapter for one of my long fics, I know, idk what’s happening to me either lmfao. This time, Hanzo gets a little closer to earning Kuai’s trust, and we learn a little more about Kuai & Bi-Han’s circumstances and their upbringing. Chapter title is from “The Escapist” by Nightwish.

Kuai could hear the ice crack around him, and no matter how much he tried to reel it back in, he just couldn’t.

His fingers tangled into his hair, nails digging into his scalp. It didn’t matter that he could feel the sting of his flesh breaking, or blood slowly beading from the wounds. His breathing hitched and he sobbed, he just could not stop himself. Thoughts of how this was the end would not leave his mind, his life with his brother and friends was over, and he was going to be taken away from all that he knew. The thing his Father had warned him of was going to finally catch up to him.

Everything was over.

“Kuai Liang,” Bi-Han’s voice broke through his thoughts, and even though he looked up, he could barely see his brother through his tears. “You need to eat.”

Kuai screwed his eyes shut, feeling tears roll down his cheeks. He shook his head vigorously. He heard something being placed on the floor, and seconds later hands wrapped around his wrists, firmly pulling them down. Kuai didn’t try to fight it, and opened his eyes in time for his brother to gently pat his head.

“He won’t take you,” Bi-Han muttered, although the shake in his voice told Kuai Liang he wasn’t all that confident in that statement. “I will not let him.”

“B- b- but- but-“ He wanted to slap himself for how pathetic he felt right now. What would Father say if he could see you right now?

“Shush. He won’t.” Bi-Han sounded firmer now. Still nervous, but a lot more sure of himself. Kuai watched as he picked up a bowl full of noodles. “Now. You need to eat.”

“N- Not- Not hungry.” His stomach was doing too many flips for him to believe that he could keep anything down.

Bi-Han gave a frustrated sigh, causing Kuai to curl up on himself. He really thought that he’d throw up anything he ate right now, but he also couldn’t stand the thought of Bi-Han being angry at him, especially after everything that had happened. As Kuai forced himself to straighten out, Bi-Han’s posture relaxed, realising Kuai was going to comply with what he wanted.

Bi-Han silently passed the bowl to Kuai, and he accepted it without complaint. Kuai took a bite of the noodles. They were a little bland and flavourless. Bi-Han never was that good at cooking, neither was their father actually. The best either of them had ever been able to manage was edible. Kuai had taken responsibility for that particular chore when he was around 10, after he’d found his Mother’s notebook of old family recipes. Neither Bi-Han or Father had complained, and had happily let him take the reins.

Kuai was never sure exactly how he felt about his Mother’s death. Every time his family told him he was just like her, both in personality and looks, it caused pangs of guilt to spread through his chest. Technically, he was the one who took her from them. But when the guilt finally died down, all Kuai could think was how he wished she could have been there with them. That she could have taught him how to cook her recipes, that she could have been there to guide him, that she could have also been there to protect him from the world.

How strange it is to long for a woman I never knew.

“How did he find out?” Bi-Han asked as he shifted until he was properly seated on the floor next to Kuai, rather than the awkward squat he’d been in previously.

“I- I didn’t-“ He grimaced, knowing before he’d even spoken it was going to sound like he was making excuses for being careless, rather than things being genuinely out of his control. “Arch- Archmages can- can sense magic.”

“Shit,” Bi-Han hissed, slamming his fist against the floor. Kuai jumped slightly, ducking his head down as he continued to eat. “I guess this is why Father wanted you to never be anywhere near any of them.”

“What- What are we- we- going to do?” Bi-Han could claim that he wouldn’t let Archmage Hasashi take him, but Kuai wasn’t convinced. Hasashi was surely powerful, if he wasn’t he wouldn't be an Archmage. He’d probably be able to kill Bi-Han easily. Just the thought made Kuai’s heart clench.

He’d already lost his Father, he couldn’t lose Bi-Han as well, especially not indirectly caused by him, like his Mother.

“I don’t know,” Bi-Han admitted, rubbing his fingers over his lips. “But we should stay on the farm for at least the next few days. You should stay put until the Archmage is gone.”

“What if- if he comes here?” Because now he knew where they lived, it was extremely likely he’d show up unannounced again. Most likely hoping to catch Kuai alone. Kuai shuddered at the thought.

“I’ll fucking stab him.” If this wasn’t such a desperate situation, Kuai would have laughed at that reply. “I can say he was trespassing on our property then I won’t be prosecuted.”

“I don’t think- think that’s how it works, Bi-Han.”

“Well we hopefully won’t have to find out.” Bi-Han rubbed his eyes, baring his teeth. “But I will make sure you’re safe, Kuai Liang, believe me. I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

“Thank you, Bi-Han.”

Kuai finished off the noodles, placing the bowl on the floor beside him. Once that was done, he flopped over to rest against Bi-Han, an arm reaching up to rest on his chest. Bi-Han in turn wrapped an arm around Kuai’s shoulders and held him close. They were still surrounded by ice, but thankfully there was nothing new being added to it.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you,” he whispered sadly, pressing his face against Bi-Han’s shoulder.

“My life only has purpose because you are here,” Bi-Han admitted, squeezing Kuai and pulling him closer. “You are the most important thing, nothing matters like you do. I promise you, that Archmage will not take you from me.”

Kuai closed his eyes, praying to the Elder God’s that it was a promise his brother could actually keep.

Hanzo was going to have to try and gather more information if he had a hope of even attempting to get into Kuai’s good graces.

Now that the brother’s knew that Hanzo was aware of their big secret, it was likely they’d find a way to completely shut him out. He needed to know more about the pair, more in depth than a random towns person would be able to provide. He needed someone close to them. Someone who was a friend.

Someone like Cyrax.

Hanzo remembered the yellow clad man from his first meeting with Kuai Liang. He recalled how he’d protectively stepped in when Kuai felt uncomfortable. It was clear there was a friendship there. Not trusted enough to know Kuai Liang’s secret of course, Hanzo doubted anyone was, but enough that he might know more about their personal circumstances.

He walked through the town square, eyes landing on where Cyrax’s stall was. Thankfully, the man was there, adding some stock to his display. Hanzo debated how he’d start the conversation, not wishing to make it seem like he was fishing for information once again. He’d start with general chat, and hope the conversation could be steered to the brothers.

“Hello again, Cyrax,” Hanzo greeted once he’d walked close enough, and Cyrax’s head shot up to him. “I hope you are well today.”

“I am, thank you Archmage Hasashi.” Cyrax finished placing down his wares and turned around to face him. “I hope you are as well.”

“I am doing well, thank you.” Hanzo gazed across Cyrax’s produce, as if he was trying to decide what to buy. In all honesty, some of the fruits he sold looked delicious. Are they from the farm? It did look like Kuai was selling some to him. “Have you managed to sell much today?”

Cyrax hummed and sighed, “with respect, Archmage Hasashi, I already know that is not why you are talking to me.” Hanzo looked back to him, where he now had his arms crossed. “Bi-Han was here earlier and seemed… most upset about your visit to his farm.”

“Ah. Yes, I did rather anger him.” That was an understatement, and it worried him that if Bi-Han ran his mouth too much, it could potentially affect his deal with the Zhou’s. “I am rather hoping for some insight on how to fix it.”

“Good luck with that,” Cyrax muttered under his breath, shaking his head. “Out of curiosity, what exactly is it about Kuai Liang that has caught your attention?”

Cyrax was giving him a knowing look, like he suspected exactly why Hanzo was so keen on getting in Kuai’s good graces. Still, Hanzo knew he could not confirm those suspicions. If the brother’s found out he’d told anyone it would completely kill any chance he had at earning their trust. The least he could do was keep their secret until they were ready to reveal it.

“I am just concerned for his well being,” Hanzo decided to reply instead. The look on Cyrax's face seemed to indicate he’d taken that as confirmation of his beliefs.

“Aren’t we all?” He breathed out, seemingly aware that his revelation needed to remain unspoken. “Well, then, speak. What do you want to know?”

“Well, my main question is regarding the relationship between Kuai Liang and Bi-Han.” He paused to think of the best way to word the question. “How exactly did they get so entangled?”

“I think it all stems from their father’s grief.” Cyrax reached a hand to rub at the back of his neck. “Their mother, rest her soul, died giving birth to Kuai Liang. I think their father, and by extension Bi-Han, saw Kuai Liang as the only thing they had left of her.”

That made a disturbing amount of sense to Hanzo, and was sadly understandable. In a strange way, embracing Kuai Liang and protecting him was the kinder way that situation could have gone. They could have shunned him, blaming him for the death of his mother. At the very least, they saw him for what he was.

His mother’s last gift to her family.

“I think they were scared of losing him, like they lost her. Their father, Jian, used to tell those who knew of Kuai’s existence that he was a sickly child, which was why he kept him on the farm.”

“Was he a sickly child?” He couldn’t decide if that was a convenient excuse or legitimately a worry.

“I don’t know.” Cyrax's gaze left Hanzo to stare towards the path that led to the farm. “When I went to visit and play with Bi-Han, I remember seeing and speaking to him every now and then. I don’t know if I’d say he seemed sick, as such, but he was always ice cold to the touch.”

An untrained cryomancer being cold to the touch? That sounds about right. That was his powers desperately trying to escape him. The worst bit was, it probably strengthened the lie that he was sick. Assuming it was a lie, which at this point, Hanzo was fairly convinced of.

“I understand why they have been so overprotective of him,“ he sighed, rubbing his chin with his hand. Understanding didn’t mean condoning, and Hanzo absolutely believed that their good intentions completely hindered Kuai’s ability to live a normal life. “But that level of isolation can’t be healthy for someone’s psyche.”

“Well, you’ve clearly seen it isn’t.” Cyrax didn’t sound annoyed, just sad and resigned. A man who knew he had no way of helping someone who clearly needed it. “He’s terrified of his own shadow. For the love of the Elder Gods, I adore Kuai Liang, but I have no idea how he’s ever going to function if something happens to Bi-Han.”

“That… Admittedly has been one of my concerns as well.” Kuai Liang was so reliant on his brother for almost everything in his life. The man would probably completely shut down without him.

Or…

“If Bi-Han died, I could see him latching onto Sektor just so he has someone to tell him how to think and feel.”

That had been what the woman Hanzo spoke to yesterday had said, hadn’t it? Hanzo bit his lip, he needed to know more about that particular situation, but even on the surface it didn’t feel like a good one.

“I have heard rumours since coming to town,” Hanzo slowly started, looking towards Cyrax and trying to judge any reaction. “That Sektor may have eyes for Kuai Liang.”

Cyrax’s eyes widened momentarily, before he looked away in alarm. He worried his lip between his teeth, eyes darting around slightly like he was trying to figure out how to reply to that.

“It… Is no secret that Sektor desires Kuai Liang, no matter what Sektor may tell himself.” He continued to stare off into the distance, shifting his stance ever so slightly. “But it never occurred to me that he may swoop in after Bi-Han��s death.”

“Would Kuai Liang be receptive to his advances?”

“I… I don’t know.” Cyrax turned to look at Hanzo. “What I do know is that Sektor has been asking Bi-Han for Kuai Liang’s hand in marriage for many years now.”

“I assume Bi-Han has turned it down at every turn?” That was what the woman had implied anyway, the reason that Sektor was choosing to bide his time.

“Yes. To the point I’m not sure Kuai Liang is even aware that Sektor thinks of him like that.” Hm. That’s a point, would he even be able to identify if someone was interested in him like that with how sheltered he is? Hanzo tried to think back to their first meeting when Sektor had been there. Kuai had looked extremely uncomfortable, but given that seemed to be his natural state it didn’t really help that much.

“So, if Bi-Han were to die…”

Cyrax was silent for a moment before muttering “if Bi-Han were to die, I believe that Sektor is devious enough to seize the opportunity to make Kuai Liang his.” He looked to the ground. “And I don’t think Kuai Liang has enough personal autonomy to be able to refuse.”

That was what Hanzo feared. It sounded like his entire life Kuai Liang was not allowed to think for himself, let alone decide his own fate. Trying to convince him that he could be in control of himself, trying to teach him to have his own autonomy, that would be half the challenge.

“Can I give you some advice, Archmage Hasashi?” Cyrax questioned, tilting his head slightly. Hanzo nodded hesitantly. “I do not fully comprehend what exactly it is that has you fascinated with him, although I can take a guess.” Hanzo kept silent and as neutral as he could. Even if it was now an unspoken truth between them, Hanzo still couldn’t find it in him to verbally confirm it. “But you need to be a lot more careful than you are currently being.”

“I am aware.” How could I not be? Between Kuai’s panic attack and Bi-Han’s rage? It was impossible to miss that the way he’d handled things did not go well.

“Bi-Han is not the only person to whom Kuai Liang is precious.” Cyrax brushed himself down. “It upsets me greatly to see him in such distress.” Hanzo swallowed slightly. “I do not think you have malicious intent, however, the road to hell is paved with good intentions.” He reached out a hand, placing it squarely on Hanzo’s chest. “If you insist on continuing your attempts to reach out to him, he tends to be more receptive to conversation when he’s working.”

Hanzo raised an eyebrow at that. “Really?”

“Yes. It’s like the physical work distracts him from his emotions.” Cyrax shrugged a little. Actually, once again, Hanzo could see the logic of why that might be the case. Having Kuai focused on something other than the conversation might be just what he needs.

“I will keep that in mind.” So I’m going to have to try and catch him while he’s working? That was easier said than done, but would be something he’d keep in mind.

“Also, for your own sake,” Cyrax continued, now wearing a smirk on his face. “Maybe try avoiding Bi-Han from now on. I don’t think he’s bluffing when he says he’ll kill you.”

Hanzo chuckled and said “oh believe me, I am taking his threats seriously." Sure, technically Bi-Han was of no real concern for Hanzo, but that didn’t mean he didn’t realise that the man would absolutely try his luck. Having to dispose of Bi-Han, even in a non-fatal way, would not go down well and he’d rather avoid it if possible.

Cyrax nodded, eyes flicking over towards a woman who was approaching them. “Well, if you’ll excuse me, it appears I have a customer.”

“I thank you for your help.”

Hanzo didn’t stick around to find out what the woman wanted to buy, but he did politely bow to her as he walked past.

With a little more context in his armoury, he now needed a new plan of action to approach Kuai Liang again. He would wait a few more days before trying again, letting the dust truly settle from his first attempt. Besides he was still here for other reasons, and there was a lot left for him and Sektor to discuss. Catching Kuai working while Bi-Han was not present would be the difficult part, but it sounded like his best chance to make any progress. Maybe if he caught wind the elder brother was away from the farm, he’d take his chances and hope Kuai Liang was busy when he turned up.

For now though, he’d go back to concentrating on the official reason he was here.

Days had passed without any sign of Archmage Hasashi.

While that definitely didn’t mean he could relax, it did put his mind at ease slightly. Maybe he had given up? He was certainly still in town, as Tomas had mentioned seeing him. Apparently he appeared quite busy dealing with Sektor, which was good Kuai supposed. It meant he wasn’t bothering him.

Bi-Han had calmed down considerably in the last few days, no longer hovering over Kuai at every waking hour. Kuai loved his brother, but he was glad that he’d finally backed off slightly. He was starting to feel a little suffocated by his brother’s unwavering attention.

Kuai was out in the fields, checking over their crops for ripe tomatoes, peppers and chilis. Bi-Han decided it was safe enough for him to leave the farm for a few hours to get the week’s orders sorted out with the town's various vendors. He’d put it off for as long as he could at this point, and it really needed to be done.

Kuai wasn’t sure what it was about picking crops that he found so relaxing, but aside from looking after their animals, it was probably his favourite thing to do on the farm. He plucked a ripe tomato from the vine, resisting the urge to bite into it. Father used to tell him off for constantly eating their merchandise. Bi-Han was a little less strict with him, and had made a deal that once Kuai had harvested everything ripe, he could choose one item to snack on.

Sure, Bi-Han wasn’t here right now, yet somehow he always seemed to know when Kuai had gone against the rules. It was uncanny.

“Kuai Liang.”

The sudden voice made him jump a mile. Twisting to where it had come from, he found himself face to face with Archmage Hasashi. He hadn’t even heard footsteps. It’s disturbing how easily he can sneak up on me.

“What- what are you doing here?” He tried to sound intimidating, but he was certain he just sounded scared instead.

“I understand that I am not exactly your favourite person right now,” Hasashi softly said, and Kuai actually snorted at that, “but I did say I still needed to talk to you further.”

“I- I- I-“ Kuai winced, growling at the fact he was stuttering over this. “Um. I don’t see- see what’s left to talk about.”

“You cannot keep hiding yourself forever.” Hasashi reached a hand out, and Kuai flinched away from him. When he observed Hasashi’s face, he absolutely hated the look of pity being thrown his way.

“Who says I- I can’t?” He hissed, and turned on his heels. He’d kept his powers hidden for this long, the only reason he’d been found out was because Hasashi had an unfair advantage.

“One day, you’re going to lose control.” That was said in such a matter of fact way that it made Kuai bare his teeth. He just about managed to stop himself from squashing the tomato he was picking. “If you don’t learn to harness your powers, you could end up either hurting yourself or someone else.”

Kuai bit his tongue to stop himself revealing he had hurt himself before. It had never been a big deal. Just some icicles erupting through his skin. It had hurt, but his Father had managed to find a way to deal with the injuries, usually giving Kuai a scalding hot bath to encourage the ice to melt. He hadn’t hurt anyone else though, not even his Father or Brother. The thought did make his heart twist a little. He thought back to his Mother. Was it my ice that killed her? His Father had always been vague about what happened, and Bi-Han had not been present. For all Kuai knew, it could have been the case.

“What would you do if you hurt your brother? Or Cyrax?” Hasashi’s question just made him feel worse. As he went to pick another tomato, he could see one of his fingers begin to ice over. He swallowed, breaking the ice and deciding to focus on the work rather than what the Archmage was saying. “Wouldn’t being able to control your powers be worth it for the assurance of their safety?”

“You- You’re trying to guilt me,” Kuai hissed, picking two more tomatoes. He was sheltered, yes, but he wasn’t dumb. He could see what Hasashi was doing.

“I’m trying to make you understand why I am concerned for you.” Hasashi followed after him as he went around to the next row of crops. “I’ve known many mage’s over my time. Some who, like you, have not mastered their powers and it ended in tragedy for them. If there’s a chance I can save you from that misery, I will take it.”

“Why do you care?” Kuai finally looked at him, trying to read his body language. It was hard for him to do so. Hasashi’s stance didn’t particularly give him any clues as to how he was actually feeling.

“Because you clearly need help.” That didn’t answer Kuai’s question if he was being honest. Even if Kuai did need help, how was that any of Hasashi’s concern?

“But-“ Kuai gave a frustrated sigh. He wasn’t going to get a proper answer. Of course he wasn’t. No one ever gives me proper answers.

“But what?” Hasashi questioned, tilting his head.

Kuai hesitated, focusing on picking as he did, before finally saying “I just do not understand why it would be your place to help me.” A glance at Hasashi revealed he was frowning quite deeply at that. “I’m a stranger to you.”

“Are people not allowed to care about strangers?” Hasashi raised an eyebrow.

“In my experience, people don’t care about people they don’t know.” At least, that was the impression he got from the townsfolk. If the way no one had ever really stepped in to help when he was obviously overwhelmed was anything to go by at least.

“I am sorry that is how you’ve experienced the world,” Hasashi once more attempted to reach a hand forward, placing it on Kuai’s shoulder. “I wish someone had taken notice of your struggles sooner.”

Kuai wasn’t sure what to say to that, he was more focused on the hand on his shoulder. He was surprised by how nice it felt. Usually he hated being touched by anyone other than his brother. And given the circumstances, he had every right to hate Hasashi’s touch.

Why does it feel… Okay this time?

“Kuai Liang, I need to ask you a very heavy question, one that I know will upset you greatly, but still one that I would like an honest answer to,” Hasashi softly spoke and despite how kind his tone was, Kuai could feel his magic begin to swell inside him. Once more he returned his attention to the crops. Somehow that was keeping him grounded in this situation. “What will you do when your brother dies?”

Kuai’s head snapped around to him and he couldn’t help the burst of magic from his hand. Glancing at it, he’d ruined a perfectly good tomato by freezing it solid.

“How- How could you ask such a question?” Kuai tried to hold back his tears. The mere suggestion of his brother meeting his demise was despicable.

“I know, I’m sorry that I have to ask such a thing.” In Hasashi’s defence he did look apologetic. “But from what I can see, you are highly dependent on him. I worry about what you would do if you were suddenly alone.”

Kuai turned away, throwing the frozen tomato on the ground. Despite not wanting to think about such a horrible possibility, he still tried to consider it. The truth was… he didn’t know. Their Father’s death had been sudden and unexpected. The only reason the brothers had gotten through it was by having each other. Kuai had felt so terrible leaning so much on his brother when he was also grieving, but Bi-Han always told him that having Kuai to focus on made the grief easier to deal with.

What would I do if Bi-Han wasn’t here?

“I- I don’t know,” Kuai quietly admitted, rubbing his wrist with his hand. “I guess I’d just… find a way to survive.”

He knew how to take care of the farm at least, even if it would be a lot more work with just one person. He knew how to cook so he didn’t have to worry about that. He was sure Cyrax and Tomas would check in with him. The real issue was keeping his powers in check and money. Money in particular. Bi-Han kept him so in the dark regarding their finances, he barely knew how anything related to it worked. He knew they paid rent to the Zhou’s, but had no idea how much, and that wasn’t even considering things like taxes. The only reason he suspected their finances weren’t exactly good was how often they seemed to owe others money.

“What if you were to get married?” Hasashi questioned and Kuai had to do a double take. It was such a weird question, and he almost thought Hasashi was offering. That… can’t be it. The thought made his face feel so hot, and he didn’t know why.

“Why- Why would I get married?” He swallowed, as he watched Hasashi’s face screw up slightly.

“I have heard rumours around the town.” Rumours? What kind of rumours? “That you have caught Sektor’s eye and affections.”

Kuai’s eyes widened and he quickly turned away. He knew Sektor was taken by him, although he could never figure out why. He thought he was the only one who knew, or at least, the only one who saw how Sektor looked at him. The idea this was well known enough for the townsfolk to whisper amongst themselves made him want to crawl into a hole and never face any of them again.

“I- I- I-“ Elder God’s help me. “I wasn’t- wasn’t aware anyone knew of that.”

“So, you are aware of how he feels?” Hasashi seemed surprised by that. Kuai couldn’t blame him for believing him to be that naive.

“It is… hard to not notice.” Kuai felt himself shudder at the thought. Those dark eyes staring him up and down, hungry, starving even. Wanting. Planning how to get what he yearned for. Thinking of all the things he’d do once he got the object of his desires in his grasp. “He looks at me like I am a possession to own.”

The noise Hasashi made was like an animalistic growl. Loud enough that it made Kuai Liang flinch once again.

“Just so you know, that is not what marriage and love are supposed to look like,” Hasashi informed him, and Kuai just nodded. He wasn’t an expert in relationship’s at all, his knowledge coming from observing others. He never saw that possession and obsession in the eyes of the couples around him. It was the only clue he had that the way Sektor looked at him was not normal. “Marriage is a partnership, not an ownership.”

The way Hasashi said that made it sound like he had a lot of experience with the subject. He didn’t appear to have a wedding band on his finger though.

Kuai looked around the field, realising they’d come to a bit of a stop. He still had a lot more work to do. Archmage Hasashi didn’t show any sign of wishing to leave him alone. An idea came to his mind, one that could seem quite bold, but at this point it might test just how serious Hasashi was about talking with Kuai.

“You know, if you insist on staying and talking with me, there is another basket over by the shed.” Kuai pointed towards the building in question, glancing over to see where the basket was visible and leaning against the wall. “Go get it and then get picking.”

When he turned his attention back to Hasashi, his eyes were wide, mouth open slightly, looking completely dumbstruck that such a thing was being asked of him.

“What?” He muttered, his voice flat and as confused as he looked. Kuai giggled at that. He felt weirdly proud that he’d managed to get such a reaction out of the man.

“Well, if you refuse to leave you can at least give me a hand with my work.” He smirked triumphantly as Archmage Hasashi’s mouth opened and closed as he tried to come up with an answer. “So?”

“I-“ Hasashi’s mouth finally quirked upwards into a fond smile. “I’ll go get it.”

He walked past Kuai to navigate the rows of plants, Kuai watching him go. Maybe he was a little foolish to let the man stay. Bi-Han was definitely not going to be happy if he found out.

Kuai could deal with that oncoming storm later, for now, he had an extra pair of hands to help get through his work.

“How much more do we have left to do?” Hanzo groaned, wiping his face with his sleeve. His robes were really not the optimal clothes to wear for this. They were heavy, hot and kept getting in the way.

“I guess- guess the Archmages don’t do much physical labour,” Kuai said, and despite the slight stutter it was said in a light teasing tone.

Truthfully, this entire afternoon had been incredibly enlightening. Hanzo couldn’t describe how he felt when Kuai had invited him to help. It was such a shock, but once that wore off, Hanzo couldn’t help but see it as progress. Kuai was still clearly on guard, but over the couple of hours they’d been together, Kuai had gotten a lot more comfortable with giving him orders and bossing him around. It was kind of cute, if he was being honest.

“Uh, no, not exactly.” Hanzo huffed, shifting the basket in his hands, now heavy with tomatoes, peppers and chilis. “We do fighting training, but this is a completely different set of muscles.”

The look Kuai gave him indicated he didn’t quite believe that, but honestly that was fine. Kuai had every right to judge him, really. The Archmage did tend to live very cushy and privileged lives.

“You are in luck.” Kuai turned to pick a particularly large chili off the plant. “I think this is the last one.”

“Thank the Elder Gods,” Hanzo breathed out, causing Kuai to giggle.

Kuai gestured for Hanzo to follow him, and he did so without question. They were heading back towards the shed. Hanzo hadn’t really seen much of the farm on his first visit, it was mostly a glance before entering the house. The brother’s had a lot more land than he expected. He wondered how just the two of them managed to keep up with even just the plants, let alone the animals.

“How big is the farm, out of curiosity?” He finally asked, guessing Kuai might at least have an answer for that. “You seem to have a lot more land than I expected.”

“Ah, I’m not sure of the exact size, but…” Kuai screwed his face up slightly. “There’s about 3 crop fields, 2 grazing fields for the animals, the orchard, and the greenhouse.”

“How do the two of you keep track of it all?” He was genuinely curious. Admittedly he was very ignorant to this sort of thing.

“Ah, it really isn’t that much when we’re working together.” Kuai glanced around the field again. “I think watering the plants is the hardest task. The actual picking isn’t too hard.” Maybe for you it isn’t. Hanzo’s back was actually starting to hurt from everything he’d done. “And our animals are very well behaved so looking after them barely feels like work at all.”

“What animals do you have?” He’d seen a few chickens around the place, but he assumed there were more.

“We have a herd of cows, some sheep, a couple of donkeys, chickens and rabbits.” That was a lot more than Hanzo expected. He was relieved Kuai was able to look after them all, to be honest.

“Do they all have names?” By the Elder god’s, did Hanzo feel like such an idiot for asking a question like that.

“Ah.” Kuai hesitated, his face going slightly red. “Yes? Sort of? I mean I name them all, but Bi-Han doesn’t know that.” He turned away as if he were embarrassed. “He thinks it’s a waste of time, but I like it. It feels like I have a bond with them.”

Cute. That was the only word that went through Hanzo’s mind. Absolutely adorable. Despite all the anxiety and fear, there did seem to be a genuinely interesting person underneath. Hanzo could only hope to continue to build the trust between them, and uncover more of who Kuai really was.

They finally came to the shed, and Kuai placed his basket down on a small work table outside. Hanzo followed suit, placing his own next to it. Placing a hand on his chin, Kuai stared down the two baskets as if he was contemplating something. Then, he reached forward, and took hold of two tomatoes. He held one of them out to Hanzo.

“As a thank you for- for your help,” Kuai told him with a smile on his face. Hanzo blinked, he hadn’t expected anything in return for what he’d done, but refusing felt rude.

Also, I am curious about the quality of what they grow.

“Thank you.” He took the tomato off Kuai, rolling it in his hand and observing it. It did look like a particularly juicy one. He watched as Kuai took the one he’d kept and took a big bite of it. Well. I guess I should follow his lead. He took his own bite, granted it was slightly smaller than Kuai's, just wanting to test it. The flavour filled his mouth. “Wow.” He said absentmindedly, before taking another bite. He hadn’t doubted that the brother’s crops would taste good, he just hadn’t anticipated how good. “This is delicious.”

Kuai hummed cheerfully at that, his posture straightening in a way that made him look so proud of his hard work. He clearly had a lot of love for the farm.

And frankly, Hanzo was starting to feel more and more aware just how much he could fuck up the man’s entire life if he wasn’t careful.

The sad truth was, he would probably have to take Kuai back with him for an audience with the head’s of the Archmages. He definitely did not want to bring them here straight away, that’d make things even worse and he doubted any of Kuai or Bi-Han’s boundaries would be taken into consideration. From there, it’d be a matter of working out how training would work. Maybe Hanzo could swing it so that Kuai could be trained here on the farm. It’d probably be the kinder option for him. It was just convincing the others of that.

“Kuai Liang!” The new voice caught Hanzo’s attention. To his relief it wasn’t Bi-Han’s, but the voice still didn’t sound happy. As Hanzo looked in the direction it came from, he saw a man with long silver hair storming towards them.

“Tomas?” Kuai questioned, and finally Hanzo had a face to that particular name. Actually he had seen him around town in the last few days, always seeming to scowl when Hanzo was near. I suppose I know why now.

“Are you okay?” Tomas asked in a hurried tone, taking hold of Kuai as soon as he was close enough. “Has he hurt you?”

“N-No?” Kuai shook his head. “He- he- uh- he helped me gather the c-crops.” Tomas' glare landed on Hanzo, like somehow helping to gather crops was a terrible offence rather than an act of kindness. “Tomas, I- I- asked him- him to help.”

“What?” Tomas turned back to Kuai, voice thick with confusion. “Why would you do that when he upset you so much?” Tomas squeezed Kuai’s shoulders. “Bi-Han’s going to be furious.”

“I-“ Kuai hid his hands behind his back. Hanzo remembered the action from when they first met. He had a suspicion it was an attempt to hide his powers when he was losing control.

Hanzo clicked his tongue, as much as he wanted to stay, maybe it was better to call it a day here. He’d made progress, which is what he was aiming for. His presence in this moment was going to just make things worse, so that was a battle for another day.

“It is not my intention to cause unnecessary stress,” he finally chimed up, trying to ignore the way Tomas’ eyes narrowed at him. He brushed himself down. “I will leave you both to it.” His eyes flicked over to meet Kuai Liang’s, wide with a mix of relief and pleading. “Please think about what we’ve talked about.”

Kuai nodded, bowing his head slightly, “I- I will.”

Hanzo sighed as he turned away, the second he did he could hear Tomas lightly scolding Kuai about how Bi-Han was going to react to this. Kuai was weakly trying to defend himself, but it didn’t sound like it was doing much. Soon however, he was too far away to hear anymore, and back out around the front of the farm. He stopped and looked around again.

If the brother’s had as much land as Hanzo believed, there was at least plenty of space for Kuai to practise. The issue would be finding a qualified Archmage willing to drop everything and spend the time here to train him. Hanzo would do it himself, but he wasn’t qualified to train other Archmages, he could only teach lesser mages. Yet, at least, he was working towards that but still a fair way away.

At that moment, within the order, there were only four people who could. Out of those, Hanzo’s first choice would have been Archmage Raiden. He would have the patience to properly deal with Kuai Liang’s nerves. Archmage Fujin would be his next choice, being Raiden’s younger brother, who shared his qualities. Archmage Cetrion… Well… Hanzo couldn’t remember the last time she took on a student, so unless she was particularly drawn to Kuai Liang’s cryomancy, that was unlikely to happen. Finally, there was Archmage Shinnok, and if Hanzo had any say about it, he would not be anywhere near Kuai Liang. He didn’t know what it was about the man, but he always gave Hanzo the creeps.

And if that was how Hanzo felt, then poor Kuai Liang didn’t stand a chance.

I’m getting a bit ahead of myself though. He still needed to find a way to even persuade Kuai to leave the farm and meet any of them first. He put today down as a win, he was confident that this was the first step in the right direction.

Well… So long as Bi-Han doesn’t put Kuai Liang into a complete lockdown after today.

And it seemed Cyrax was right about Bi-Han not being the only one who cared deeply for Kuai. From their short meeting, Tomas displayed the same protective attitude. At least Cyrax seemed open to Hanzo’s interference, but the fact it was 1 against 2 didn’t fill Hanzo with much confidence. That wasn’t even accounting for Sektor either. If he was obsessed enough with Kuai to have spent years pining for him, it would be unlikely he’d give that up without a fight either.

A chicken sauntered past him, pecking at the ground.

“What do you think I should do?” He asked her, although he wasn’t entirely sure why. I wonder what Kuai Liang named this one? The chicken looked up at him briefly, tilting her head and making a slow clucking sound, before returning to her task of finding food. “Thank you for your input.”

There wasn’t much point in hanging around any longer. He had much to think about and much to plan. As he turned around to return to the town, all he could do now was figure out the next steps in aiding Kuai Liang.

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