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yazzwrites6962 · 22 days ago

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Chaos and Cure ♡ Jinx (Arcane)

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Arcane Jinx x GN!Handy!Reader ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Author's Note: UNEDITED! This could be interpreted as a platonic relationship, or the buildup to something romantic. It's up to you! I do not own any characters/images!

Genre: Fluff

Summary: You are a quiet, handy, hardworking Zaunite who is used to fixing up broken tech and gadgets. Your life changes completely when, one day, the infamous Jinx storms into your shop.

Word Count: 1137

Warnings: Mild mentions of exlopsives and destruction, mentions of trauma

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The first time you met her, it was quiet. Not in the literal sense, of course. Nothing about Jinx is quiet. You were in your workshop, huddled over a broken panel from some long-abandoned tech. Suddenly, the door slammed open like a gunshot.

You didn't flinch. Not because you were brave, but because you had grown used to Zaun's chaos crashing into your life uninvited. That's just how things were. However, the girl who stormed in wasn't just disorderly. She was the embodiment of madness.

Bright blue hair, wild eyes, and a grin that sat crookedly on her face. You recognize her instantly. She's Jinx. Her reputation is infamous, but nothing prepares you for how real she feels. How alive she truly is. Your mind goes silent for a moment.

"Hey gearhead, fix this!" She chirps, dropping something metal and smoking onto your worktable. The piece clatters, nearly knocking your tools to the ground.

"What is it?" You know better than to expect any sort of formal introduction, although the nickname surprises you. You also know that Jinx is mechanically brilliant. At least, from what you hear. You wonder why she can't fix the gadget herself.

"it's supposed to be a trigger mechanism." She crosses her arms, unamused by your hesitation. "It caught slightly on fire. Don't worry. It'll probably only explode if you're really bad at this."

You blink, picking up the damaged device with careful, gloved hands. The metal is warm and warped. There is a faint smell of smoke lingering in the air. You examine it thoroughly, turning it over and over in your hands.

"You overloaded it." You mutter, glancing up at her. She tilts her head, giving you an almost offended expression, like a curious crow staring at a shiny stone.

"Overloaded?!" She scoffed. "No, I improved it! Just... too much..." You resist the urge to roll your eyes. "Relax, gearhead. I'm a genius! I just need someone to keep up. That's where you come in."

"Give me an hour." You smile at her dramatics before turning back to the device. "It's not unsalvageable." She raises an eyebrow; a sharp and disapproving look on her face.

"An hour? Are you that slow? I heard you were supposed good at this." So, she had heard of you from somewhere. Her tone is a bit rude, but it doesn't seem to carry any real malice.

"Do you want it fixed, or do you want it fast?" You reply without missing a beat. Her laughter bounces off the walls of your dainty little shop.

"Alright, gearhead. An hour." She chuckles, headed for the door. "Don't blow up!" You don't dignify that with a response. You're already focused on disassembling the smoking pieces of the device.

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Jinx returned an hour later, and then she never really left.

It started small. More gadgets needing repair and weapons she swore shouldn't be jamming. You wonder, at first, why someone like her would come to you. Surely, she could handle all these simple repairs herself. Yet, she keeps showing up, slamming the door like she owns the place and sprawling across your workshop like a cat who refuses to leave.

Her presence is overwhelming. She chatters while you work, her voice filling every quiet corner of your shop. Sometimes, she even sings. Once, she threw a wrench at you to see if you would have any reaction.

"You're so weird." She told you one day, hanging upside down from the pipe which ran across your ceiling. "You're not really scared of me. Most people are. They treat me like a ticking bomb that could go off at any second."

"I know." You mutter without looking up from your work. You feel so opposite to her. She's loud, vibrant, and always moving. You, on the other hand, are quiet. You own a little shop on the edge of Zaun, living out your days monotonously.

"Why?" She swings back and forth, like a pendulum, watching your gentle movements with her electric eyes. "Why are you not all freaked out about me?"

"I think..." You pause, considering how you want to word your thoughts. "I think you're smarter than most people give you credit for. You're a genius, Jinx. Just like you say. Sure, maybe you're a little reckless sometimes, but I've seen the things you bring me. The things you make. I doubt most people can dream up designs like yours."

She is silent. For the first time since you met the girl, there is a long stretch of silence between you two. You look up from your work, worried. You see something shift in her expression, like a crack in a mask you didn't know she was wearing. She looks vulnerable. Then, as quickly as it came, it was gone.

"You like me." She smirks, pointing a finger at you as if she were accusing you of something. "You think I'm pretty and smart and you like me."

"I think you need to be more careful." You chuckle, returning to the gadget you were repairing. "Someday you may end up blowing yourself up, along with everything else."

"Maybe that's the point." She mutters under her breath, so softly that you almost don't hear it, but you do. You choose not to say anything for the meantime, turning back to your work as silence once again stretches between you.

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Over time, you became her calm. You don't know when it happened, or why. Jinx storms in and out of your life like a hurricane. Yet, you are fond of those rare, quiet moments when you get to see glimpses of something softer. Something she doesn't show to anyone else.

One night, she sits on the floor of your workshop, surrounded by blueprints and half-finished creations. For once, you have nothing to do but keep her company. You watch her tinker with a clockwork bomb, trusting that she won't blow you both to pieces.

"You really think I'm smart?" She asks suddenly. You take a deep breath in, leaning back in your uncomfortable wooden chair.

"I do. Of course I do. I wouldn't lie about that. I wouldn't lie to you at all, Jinx." You say calmly. She doesn't respond right away. Instead, she picks at a smear of grease on her palm. Her expression is impossible to read.

"Everyone else thinks I'm just crazy." She whispers, looking up at you. There's no teasing in her eyes. No crooked grin. She doesn't feel like an insane criminal. Just a girl who doesn't know how to take a compliment. "You're weird."

"And you're a genius. Don't forget that." You smile. She says nothing else, but you can see the soft smile on her lips. The real smile. You wish you could stay that moment, where the chaos feels a little quieter.

#arcane x reader #arcane x you #jinx arcane #jinx x reader #jinx x you #reader x character #x reader #reader insert #gn reader #jinx fluff

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imtrashraccoon · 6 months ago

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Be the first reccuring anon? HELL YEAH‼️

This is about the same reader of the previous ask, the lolita one that hits people with their parasol (me too girl me too, i have also hit people with my parasol before(mostly my brother))

ANYWAYS, this is another ask for the sans and papyri of UT, US and UF!

They come into the living room and see the lolita doing...something? When they ask what they're doing they pick up what they were busy with and show it to them

ITS A DWARF BUNNY!! AND THEY'RE NAMED BLOSSOM!!! SO CUTE!! And she is wearing a matching lolita dress with bow! (Yes there is clothing for bunnies, i'm obsessed)

Also since when did they have a bunny?

Where did this bunny come from??

They refuse to answer

...should they be concerned?

Welp cant dwell on that for too long because there is another bunny in a matching dress thats now demanding the skeletons attention and stomping their foot!

Also why is this bunny so big? its the size of a big cat

Hello again! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

I've just been thinking of you as the Lolita Anon so unless you want me to refer to you as something else, that's gonna be my nickname for you. I wasn't sure for a second if the third part of your ask was about another bunny entirely but I wrote this with that in mind.

Undertale: Classic (Sans) & Vanilla (Papyrus)

Classic

Huh, that's pretty cute. He thinks the name Blossom is very fitting for such a small bunny. He's seen pictures online of people dressing up their pets but not bunnies. Most people just put bows on them and call it a day.

He's curious where you got a bunny, especially one so small. Did you buy it? Or was it just outside? It's not really a big deal but you refusing to tell him only makes him more curious. He doesn't mind either way since he knows you're responsible enough to look after it.

He's a little taken aback when the other bunny starts demanding attention. You had another one? He didn't think bunnies generally liked being touched so you might need to reassure him that it's okay. The size difference between Blossom and this other bunny is interesting to him. Are they the same breed or are there just different sizes of bunnies?

Vanilla

Oh my stars! That is the most precious thing he's ever seen! He loves Blossom already! They're so small and cute in their little dress! Can he hold them? He's positively smitten so I hope you don't get jealous if he pays more attention to the bunny for a while.

Where'd you even get such a small bunny? He's asking for a friend of course, no other reason. He wants to get another one so Blossom can have a friend, but he doesn't push the topic if you won't say. He hasn't had a bunny for a pet before so it's probably best that he learns how to care for one before getting another.

Wait, you had another bunny all along?! And it's wearing a matching dress?! That's too precious and he might die if things get any cuter. He's perfectly happy to pet this new bunny but he's gonna want a picture of them so he can look at how cute they are later on.

Underfell: Crimson (Sans) & Scar (Papyrus)

Crimson

Aw, that's adorable. He's not really interested in bunnies but he can appreciate cute things. He didn't know bunnies could be that small though. Are you sure this isn't a baby one? Don't ask him to play dress up or anything, cause he's worried he'll hurt the poor thing with his claws.

He's definitely concerned when you won't tell him where you got it. Blossom doesn't look like a wild bunny and he's not sure if you're aware that his brother raises rabbits or not. Oh well, he trusts that you'll take care of it.

Okay, that's definitely one of the bunnies from the barn. Why did you bring it inside and put it in a matching dress? He doesn't have the heart to tell you that his brother doesn't keep them as pets. He'll pet it just to pacify the both of you. Hopefully, he won't get in trouble because of this.

Scar

Cute. He's not the type to keep small creatures as pets but he's not gonna stop you from doing so if it makes you happy. Of course, that's providing you take care of and clean up after it properly. The mini lolita dress is rather cute on it though.

Why are you being so secretive? If you've got nothing to hide, why won't you just tell him where you got the bunny? He's certainly suspicious of you now.

You do realize the rabbits in the barn are livestock and not pets, right? It doesn't belong inside, okay? No, please don't give him that look... You're not making this easy and he's not sure what to do. He ends up giving the bunny attention anyways.

Underswap: Dell (Sans) & Saffron (Papyrus)

Dell

Aw, they're so small and they're in a dress! You named it Blossom too? He might melt this is so cute. He won't hurt them if he picks them up, right? You might've just lost your pet if you don't speak up cause he's already fallen for them.

Not fair, he wants to know all about Blossom, including where you got them. Maybe it's for the best though. He doesn't know how to look after bunnies but that won't stop him from buying more cute outfits and toys for them.

Nevermind about getting another bunny when you were smart enough to know that he'd want one. He's gonna give it so much love and attention! Does it like have its fur brushed? What happens if it's teeth grow too long? He's got sooo many questions now.

Saffron

He's got the cheekiest smile on his face and keeps looking between you and Blossom. Brace yourself because he's going to make exclusively rabbit based puns from now on. If he wasn't already comparing you to a bunny because of your quiet demeanor, he's definitely gonna now. He's also gonna take loads of pictures of you two cause you're both so adorable.

Oh, you won't tell him where you got Blossom? Fine, but don't expect the puns and teasing to slow down until you do. He'll probably secretly buy them an outfit that is the complete opposite of a lolita dress, partially to mess with you but also because he thinks it would be really cute.

He actually really likes bunnies so he's really happy you have a larger one. He wouldn't want to accidentally hurt Blossom and this one seems like it likes him already. Do bunnies make good snuggle buddies? Maybe not, but that won't stop him from finding out by letting it sit with him on the couch for a nap.

#anon ask #raccoons headcanons #undertale #undertale sans #undertale papyrus #underfell #underfell sans #underfell papyrus #underswap #underswap sans #underswap papyrus #reader #this was really cute #i'm feeling a bit better creatively #thanks for requesting this #seems i've been writing a ton of new things lately

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iamthemess · 11 months ago

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More fic stuff! Halloween skk

Soukoku

one shot, witch Chuuya, cat Dazai

somehow completely free of any profanity or mature themes which an accomplishment for these two.

3365 word count

Black cats are bad luck.

There’s a well known fact about Port town, Everyone who’s ever lived there knows that it used to be a town of witches, now days it’s filled with ordinary people but if you believe so called tall tales of the children playing in the square and the rambling of elders in the pub you’d know that the quaint little town is still home to one witch.

He comes into town two or three times a week to buy the strangest of herbs and ingredients and if you play in the woods you might find him collecting the wild plants and the bones of small creatures. The townspeople don’t believe that he’s a witch but that doesn’t stop them from keeping their distance from his cabin in the woods.

Children do not heed the warnings of parents and teenagers in particular are famous for breaking such rules and sneaking out into the woods to spy on the alleged witch.

“Your footsteps are so loud you’ll get us caught!” Gin whispered as the group of three snuck through the forest at dark

“What? Are you scared the witch will curse us?” Tachihara teased and rolled his eyes, he wasn’t much of a believer in the supernatural.

Higuchi on the other hand was shaking like a leaf beside him which was appropriate for the bush they were hiding in. “Why did we have to come out at midnight again?”

“Witches come out at night.” Tachihara replied but Higuchi didn’t believe that. “Isn’t that vampires and werewolves?”

“Shut up and look.” Gin whispered to the other two as she turned their attention to the open window of the cottage.

The house wasn’t as hard to find as the older townspeople had them believe, it was actually very easy as it emitted a bright glow in the dark being the only place lit up with candles at the darkest hour of the night.

In the light they could see everything around the cottage, pots and jars filled with water, left outside and the hanging herbs covering the inside and the drawings in ash on the window of weird symbols and a large triangle with a cross through it. The witch was inside mixing ingredients into a bowl in what must have been an evil way like how witches stand over boiling cauldrons as they conjure curses.

“We’re totally going to get cursed.”

Gin smacked the back of Tachihara’s head as the witch's attention turned to the bush outside his window. It continued to rattle and shake, the three all looked at each other to stop moving around but they were completely still. A shadowy figure jumped from the bush and a crow flew from within the bush into the sky.

The fright had them dashing back home in the dark of the woods. The witch, Chuuya, opened his door and watched the backs of those three fade out into the forest back toward the town. He looked down at his feet to see a thin cat with short black hair standing proudly at his door. The little thing must have been what scared them off, Chuuya smiled at the small creature “Good job.” He whispered.

The cat ran between his legs into the cottage as if it had been invited inside. Chuuya closed the door behind him.

He watched the cat wander around the room, looking at all his things.

“Look only, don’t touch.” Chuuya said as the cat jumped onto one of shelves, a glass bottle shook in fear as the small animal sauntered by without a care whether it would fall or not.”I said be careful!”

Chuuya wished cats were more like crows, they always listened to him unlike this curious feline who was tapping at his baskets and pots. Chuuya desperately dived to catch a fallen jar, falling into the table where the cat sat in his foraging basket. “Not for cats.”

He picked the cat up only to find mushrooms growing in the bottom of the basket so he picked that up too but they were infesting his walls. The wild mushrooms had climbed onto the ceiling without him noticing. He really should’ve given more attention to the messy state of his house. The cat slipped out of his grasp as if it was made of jello and continued the it’s rampage through the cottage.

It jumped up onto furniture and knocked over containers of old water that had started to grow algae and the flower petals that had wilted and started to mould. Chuuya should’ve been mad but it was more of a wake up call about checking his ingredients rather than the nuisance cat who was wrecking his house.

It managed to shove a few more things to the ground before Chuuya got a proper hold on it again. This time he had the cat trapped under a blanket that he shook out the window, getting rid of the dust and old leaves sticking to it along with the cat. After that he made sure to close the window so it couldn’t get back in.

He gazed out at the moon feeling a vibrant connection, or the realisation that it was very late and he shouldn’t keep staying up so late trying to make his spells work.

When the sun rose Chuuya got up from his bed as he did every morning and opened the window. A crow cawed, perched on the sill of the window, Chuuya greeted it pleasantly and it dropped a pretty rock into his hand as it had been doing for sometime now. There used to be two crows that would bring gifts but lately they would only come one at a time in turns.

He decided not to speculate too much and got on with his day. He ate his breakfast, put on his cloak and took up his mushroom covered basket, leaving his cosy home behind for the deeper woods that morning.

The ruckus from that night made him realise he hadn’t forraged in some time and found himself drawn to the idea of wandering out into the woods to find new plants and fungi.

His boots left tracks in the grass, one foot in front of the other leaving behind footprints, one, two, three?, four?, five?, six? Four extra small tracks were left beside his own.

That damn cat was following him. A small meow came from his side where the cat happily sat in his basket. He tipped it to the side, forcing the feline to jump out, even so it kept following him, it even swam across the river to meet him on the other side after he had jumped on a moving log to cross the water. There was a bridge not far down but he preferred the adventure.

For a brief moment he watched the cat walk with him, only now noticing something like a collar or more of a strong with a gem tied to it around his neck. Maybe it belonged to someone. Chuuya shook the idea out of his head, he didn’t care much for that cat so he wouldn’t let it worry him.

Chuuya tried to ignore the cat, opting to look up at the trees instead of on the ground at the cat. There were more crows than usual today, he counted them, eight crows. Unfortunately he was too focused on the trees to see where he was stepping as he walked over a fallen tree trunk and slipped on some moss. He landed in the dirt, at least the cloak protected his clothes from getting dirty, that was the reason he bought it after an unfortunate incident with a mud puddle.

While his clothes were fine he couldn’t say the same for his face, he landed face down in the dirt, leaving little scrapes on his nose and cheeks as well as smeared dirt everywhere. He cursed the little bits that fell into his eyes and the ones that covered the scratches that made them sting.

That mangy cat only looked at him with what he assumed was a pleased expression. “Damn cat.” He scowled.

His anger was only interrupted by a loud gasp. He looked over to see a kid, one of the ones from that night staring at him wide eyed.

"Witch." She said allowed as she stared

"So what?" Chuuya stared back at her. She looked like she would faint at any moment under his gaze.

She heard his voice for the first time in a menacing tone. "Oh warlock?"

"Don't lump me in with those bastards! I'm a witch!" He yelled in a menacing tone. The kid was frightened and ran off.

Chuuya returned home with no new ingredients and a bruised ego.

The next morning was the same as always, only this time that stupid cat had taken up residence on the other side of his bed. He was too tired to complain and kept on as usual. Today there was a large number of crows watching from outside.

At first he thought there were only six but their numbers grew to nine or even eleven but only one brought him a gift, today a silver coin.

He readied himself for the day, this time he dressed to go into town. He picked up one of his baskets as he left and called out into the air of his house "I'm going out now."

Satisfied with himself he left for the town. Just as the day before the cat followed along, this time with more difficulty. The cat was only a small creature after all and was easily swept away among the crowds of people at the market.

Chuuya didn't pay any mind, his only goal was to stock up on the herbs for his new spell and replace anything the cat had broken.

His eye was caught by a stand selling dried rosemary and lavender as well as other scented plants, the lady behind the stall encouraged him to try putting them in some water for a nice bath. He inspected a stalk of rosemary as he gave it some thought.

His eyes wandered around meeting familiar brown eyes. The girl stared back shocked. Under her breath she whispered "witch." And quickly shuffled away into the crowd.

With his attention averted he missed the sneaky antics of the cat as it snatched the rosemary right out of his hand.

"You jerk! Stop causing trouble."

The cat looked back at him and started running away, Chuuya gave chase after it as it bounded under another stall. Chuuya stopped not wanting to disturb the stall owner, the cat had disappeared but Chuuya was now greeted with spices.

Salt and pepper, cinnamon, bay leaves and other useful tools. The stall also had a small selection of dried flowers hanging from the frame of the shop.

He needed more salt and having bay leaves was always useful. Despite having some, Chuuya didn't use many flowers in his practice but he found himself drawn to them.

He reached out to touch the petal of a rose and the wood of the stall squeaked. In a second the top of the frame fell down over him while the legs of the stand gave out causing the poor seller's products to fall out onto the path in a mess.

He pushed himself out from under the wooden frame and apologised profusely to the store owner and offered to help clean up, meanwhile the cat was snooping around at the goods fallen on the floor.

As he helped pick up the flowers he noticed the little thief pawing at the gold coins, the shop owner's earnings. The little jerk picked up a coin and scampered off. Of course Chuuya couldn't let such injustice slide and gave it a chance again, demanding the cat stop running at once.

Sadly the chase ended much like the day before with Chuuya tripped and fallen onto the ground. This time into the water of the fountain in the middle of the square where the cat proudly sat on the centre piece and dropped the coin, hitting Chuuya on the head before falling into the fountain.

"I wish you were dead, you little trouble maker."

Chuuya went home in defeat.

While his shopping trip didn’t go as planned he wasn’t going to let that stop him from finally completing his spell without failure. He had his candles lit, his space cleansed and all of his ingredients on the table with the jar he would be using for the spell. This time he picked out a new jar from the last one that had been through dozens of failed attempts. Hopefully this one will change things.

He wanted to start with sun water but as he reached for the bottle he saw the water dripping down onto the floor and a calm cat sitting on his work space. “Get down from there!”

He yelled at the cat which it did but not without grabbing one of the candles and running off with it, luckily the flame blew out but that just left a trail of smoke around his house as the cat ran off with it.

“You little-!” Chuuya picked up his broom, chasing the cat as it jumped around on his furniture “You! Since you’ve been here I've had nothing but bad luck! I want you out of my house right now!”

He chased the cat around with his broom, swiping at it as it frantically ran around, knocking down baskets, bottles and books off of shelves and tables. Chuuya got one good swing at the cat which sent it flying in a puff of smoke, barrelling towards his work. The sound of the cat hitting the table was much larger than it should’ve been for a small creature.

Chuuya watched the smoke clear to find that there was no longer a cat but a person laying over the top of his table, dazed and dizzy.

“What! You’re- You’re!” Chuuya stumbled over his words as he gawked at the sight.

The man looked up at him with the same smug grin as that cat “Cat got your tongue?”

“A man! What are you doing?” Chuuya yelled out, pointing his broom in the man's direction like it was a weapon.

“My name is Dazai and I was hoping you would take me on as your familiar, and give me the pampered life I deserve but you're really rude you know!” He looked offended as he got up from the table, dusting himself off.

Chuuya looked livid as he shouted back “Me! Rude?! You’re the one who came in here looking to leech off of me and bringing your bad luck with you!”

“How rude! Bad luck, I have no such thing! And to think I wanted to help you.” Dazai Huffed, turning his nose up at the shorter witch.

“I’m going to curse you!”

Dazai didn’t contain his offensive laugh. “You can try but without a familiar you won’t have much luck. You can’t even make wishes come true, little witch.”

“Get out.” Chuuya pointed to the door and started sweeping him out.

“Fine but when you regret it I might not be so easy to find.” Dazai willingly walked out of the house, poofing back into a cat and scampering out into the woods.

Chuuya closed the door with a sigh, happy to finally be rid of his bad luck. He picked everything up off the floor and started the spell again, calming his mind. He reached for his other bottle of sun water, perfectly stored in a glass bottle with a handle which promptly broke off as he picked it up, sending shards of glass all over the floor.

A minor setback, he swept up the glass and returned to the spell one more time. By now he’d run out of his sun water but substituting for moon water wouldn’t cause any problem. He had his list of ingredients written down but the list had disappeared somewhere amongst all the chaos.

Chuuya tried to list the ingredients off in his head, quartz and maybe rosemary or thyme? He looked around at his ingredients not being able to find any of what he prepared earlier. Somehow his luck seemed to get worse and that stupid cat's words lingered in his head. He was regretting getting rid of that cat, he probably had the answers to his horrid luck.

He grabbed his broom and stomped outside to the bush by the window.

“What way did the cat go?” Chuuya demanded the three hiding in the bushes answer, they looked up in horror, pointing to the town with some shaky hands.

Chuuya got on his broom and flew away. Yes, like all those fairytales and speculations about witches riding brooms, Chuuya could fly on a broomstick, something he didn’t do very often on account of his terrible landing skills which were demonstrated when the front of his broom collided with the walkway.

Luckily no one was around to see it but it was still embarrassing at best. He dusted the dirt off of his shirt and looked around for any suspicious looking black cats. He did find a few but they all ran off like ordinary cats and they hissed and scratched at him if he got too close.

It was safe to say Chuuya became a menace to the town's cat population as he ran around angrily screaming at felines.

“Where is that stupid cat! Dazai I swear I will curse you!”

“You couldn’t even if you really did want to.” Dazai’s mocking voice rang out behind him.

Chuuya turned around to find Dazai practically standing on him but this time in his human form, which was stupidly tall for such a small cat.

“Help me finish my spell.” Chuuya demanded, refusing to hear no as an answer.

“You’re so rude. But I suppose I could-” Dazai couldn’t even finish his sentence as Chuuya started to drag him by his tie into the square where Chuuya threw down his broom.

“I can’t carry you like that so transform.” Chuuya made more demands much to Dazai’s unenthusiasm about being thrown around.

“The least you could do is say please.” Dazai argued back but only got a stern glare from the witch. He rolled his eyes and complied, turning into a cat and hopping up onto the stick of the broom with great balance.

Chuuya followed after, scooping Dazai into his lap and holding onto him with one hand while the other stayed on the handle of the broom. As if they were feathers they were hoisted up into the sky and flying over the forest.

Cats weren’t ones to be afraid of heights but Dazai had never flown before so he made sure to stick tightly to Chuuya. Unfortunately it didn’t matter how hard he held on, even with his claws hooked in Chuuya’s shirt it didn’t stop him from flying off as they crashed through the window of the cottage.

Chuuya brushed it off like it was nothing but Dazai on the other hand was stiff with fear as he stood in the middle of the room with his hair standing on end. “What kind of maniac witch are you!”

“I’m still in training you ass!!” Chuuya yelled back as Dazai once again took his human form, straightening out his clothes and tidying his hair.

“Come over here and make yourself useful.” Chuuya patted the side of the bench for Dazai to come stand at.

Dazai stood in place, trying to look offended. “I am not a dog nor did I agree to be your familiar so stop trying to boss me around.”

“What? You don’t want to anymore, I thought you wanted a cosy life but if you want I can dump you back on the street.”

“I might prefer that over a rude little witch like you!” Dazai argued

“My door is right there.” Chuuya said as he gestured to the still open door.

“... I’ll help you. With one spell but if you feed me I just might have to change my mind.”

“Good kitty, now come show me what to do.”

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wordingg · 7 months ago

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The Husky & His White Cat Shizun Vol. 5 by Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou

I finally got around to reading The Husky & His White Cat Shizun Vol. 5 by Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou. With this book, I think I'm caught up on the recent books I've bought, and I'm going to have to start digging into my back list now. I'm trying not to sound like I'm suffering.

This book picks up with the wedding of Nangong Si and Song Quitong fast approaching. Somebody has started spreading a rumor that Song Quitong has been cheating on Nangong Si with Ye Wangxi, her original rescuer. During a banquet thrown on the night before the wedding, a strange masked man appears to make the same accusations, saying in front of all the sects of the cultivation world that Song Quitong has been unfaithful, and the wedding shouldn't go forward. It causes a wild commotion in the hall, all the other sects hungry to see the biggest and richest sect in the upper realm suffer such a public humiliation. But, before the truth of Song Quitong's betrayal can be revealed, a huge commotion begins in the fields behind the banquet hall, as a rift straight to the infinite hells is opened. Could it be that the true enemy will finally be revealed?

ANYWAY! As usual. I'll talk about this book under the cut, since I don't want to spoil this book for anyone who hasn't read it, but I really need to scream about this book to someone.

This book was such a bait and switch, though not in a bad way. I went into the book thinking this was going to be a little diversionary story about Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi. And, it was, for a little bit! Honestly, I didn't think I would care much about the whole Rufeng Sect thing, but once I realized what was really happening, I was hooked. I had been wondering why Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi didn't show up muck in fanfic and I guess I have my answer now. Though, it makes me kind of sad. Ye Wangxi is so tragic, how she's been used and abused by Nangong Lu, what's been done to her voice and body. We don't really get to see how she feels about any of it and we don't get to see where the three of them get to after the fire (Nangong Si, Ye Wangxi and Song Quitong), but I'm really curious. I wish there was more fan content for Ye Wangxi. I kind of want to hunt it down, but I don't want to spoil stuff for myself.

Then, oh my god, that twist in the middle with Xu Shuanglin? That was brutal, but also I was fucking living. My primary theory so far is that Luo Fenghua and Xu Shuanglin had some kind of complicated love affair. Why else would he steal his spiritual core? I was on the same wavelength with Mo Ran, assuming that he plans to use rebirth on him. It's the only thing that fits all the loose pieces of the puzzle we have floating around.

And then the interlude at the end with Mo Ran and Chu Wanning and yet another cute little ramshackle cabin. OMG y'all there was only one bed, who could imagine! I hate how this book can wind me up into little knots with the will-they-won't-they tug of war that happens when these two finally get a chance alone. They both are aware that they like each other! Mo Ran put down so many invitations! But, they're both such little cowards, they won't make a move. Until, you know, finally Mo Ran took the plunge. I'm so proud of him, my sweet little guy. The image of the two of them sitting on that stupid sword in the sky and Chu Wanning telling him "I'm ugly. I'm no good." I felt like my heart was dying, like god please someone kiss this man he's breaking my heart. I mean, I think he definitely broke Mo Ran's heart with all that. It's so brutal that the depth of his own tragedy is still landing. Like, not only did you love him, yet tortured him to death, he also loved you and still let you do all that to him. The part where Mo Ran's tear dropped onto Chu Wanning as he kissed his cheek took my heart and threw it on the ground and did a tap dance on it.

Like, fuck, dog. You don't gotta do me like that.

Anyway... ANYWAY! I ordered the next volume already. And the cover has them both in white in front of a verdant green background. THEY'RE MARRIED ALREADY GUYS, but that's okay, my body is ready for the pain.

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talonslockau · 7 months ago

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Curious why you chose to have Princess join as compared to the books?

So, this partially goes back to chapter 20 of Fire and Ice (where Firepaw first meets Princess), partially Chapter 7 of Forest of Secrets (where Princess reveals her pregnancy to Fireheart), and it's going to cover the implications of things said in those chapters specifically. So, fair warning if you don't want to read further: this discusses in depth the concept of animal husbandry from the perspective of humans and the animals themselves. Trigger Warning: Dubious Consent, Pregnancy, Abortion, Depression, Implied Animal Abuse

When we first meet Princess in Chapter 20, she's 7.5 moons old (the same age as Firepaw), give or take a moon or so given that we don't actually know for sure that Rusty was actually 6 moons old when he joined. They're both bright-eyed young cats for whom the world can be anything, and I think at this point their personalities are pretty similar. Granted, Rusty's encounter with Graypaw ended in a brief fight, while Princess simply ran off back to her housefolk: however, Rusty was also going to run until he realized Graypaw was gaining on him, whereas Firepaw didn't bother chasing Princess until he realized she was his sister.

We even see that Princess loves the idea of the forest! Quote from Chapter 20:

"Living in the forest all the time… that must be nice." [Firepaw] perked his ears, unable to ignore the wistful tone in [Princess'] voice.

She wants to be in the forest as much as him! So why doesn't she? Again, quote from Chapter 20:

"I wish I could. I love being in the forest, and I'd like to get to know you better. I really would." [Princess] admitted, brushing her tail against [Firepaw's] paw. "But my housefolk… she needs me. She's alone in her nest all day, until her mate comes home, and sometimes she just sits and stares at nothing all day when I'm not around. She needs me to keep her functioning." The tawny molly looked away with a heavy sigh. "I'm not sure what she would do if I just left."

I think a lot of people overlooked this dialogue - maybe because it was early in the series, maybe because it wasn't that important (in the grand scheme of things), maybe because they didn't understand what it was getting at. This is one of those things I left implicit, both because cats don't really understand how humans think and because it's one of those things that would definitely dampen the relatively light-hearted mood of Fire and Ice at that point. However, since we're getting into the nitty-gritty here, I'll explain what this means and why it's an ample part of Princess' reasoning - enough that she wouldn't follow her heart to get to know her brother and live in the forest.

Princess' female human has severe depression. It's not entirely clear whether or not her human is treated for it or not, but it doesn't particularly matter. She and her 'mate' (again, a cat's way of looking at them) had heard of emotional support animals to help combat depression and decided to contact a local Somali Cat breeder at the behest of their neighbor after asking around about kittens. Their neighbor would have been one of Rusty's owners, who told them that the breeder currently had five kittens and they were looking at picking one out. This is how Princess and Rusty ended up being so close geographically, even though their siblings and mother aren't!

Princess can sense that her human has depression, even if she doesn't fully understand what that means. And she does indeed help support her human! She makes sure that her human eats food at a regular time, does the laundry when it's needed, and she's there to cuddle with her on her worst days. She's needed, so she can't leave to fulfill her heart's wishes. Instead, Princess lives vicariously through her brother's tales of the forest, and telling all her friends about her strong wild cat brother.

In canon, Princess is scared of the wild cats. She doesn't understand why her brother left his housefolk. She can't handle the sight of Brightheart, because she's just too soft as a kittypet. Hell, when we meet her for the first time, she's already pregnant! Her sole reason for being is to give Cloudkit to Fireheart, so that he can have a relative in the Clans.

Given that she's Fireheart's sister, and therefore his equal (more or less), this has always read to me as misogyny from the Hunters. Why can't Princess join to be his relative in the Clans? Sure, it could be to give him a replacement apprentice, not just a relative, but back then kits just kind of showed up out of the ether. There's no reason he couldn't have been Fernkit or Ashkit's mentor, or some other sudden apprentice! She could have even been his apprentice if she joined, and he taught her how to be a wild cat (bonding moments)! But no; the only female relative of Fireheart's we see in the first series is pregnant, serving solely as a mother to his Clan relative, too scared/soft for the wild, and then just disappears after the first arc.

I wanted to show that she is his equal in my canon, and that means that she wants to be wild just as badly as him. She would be, if she didn't have someone that was already reliant on her as an ESA. Instead she remains; but she's still not soft, or scared of the forest. She loves seeing Fireheart, she worries for him, she even wants to learn battle moves from him in Chapter 47! Every time she's portrayed as soft, it's because Fireheart is handling her too gently; because he's trying to protect her from his own imagined fears. Whenever she reacts negatively, it's always to things that Clan cats themselves react negatively to (such as Spottedleaf dying, or the kits getting stolen).

Now that we've covered her character in Fire and Ice, it's time to get to how I've been developing her in Forest of Secrets. Obviously, the first chapter we see her in is Chapter 7, and it's not great. Her long fur is ungroomed; her tail is low, and she doesn't respond very much to Fireheart's prompting. She is deeply upset and clearly in her own head. We find out this is because she was bred with a cat she didn't know, and she didn't entirely want to do it, but did so out of fear of making her owners mad.

At this point, she is about 12 moons old, again give or take a couple of moons. I want to state that this is young. I know how early a cat's puberty can begin, and it's much earlier than this, but these are sapient cats and as such that doesn't really apply. Still, even by living cat standards, this is young; responsible breeders state that a cat should never be bred before their first year, and it should ideally wait until they are 18 months or two years old.

(This is made even worse in canon, because she's actually 10 moons at this point. Seriously, Erins, what the hell?)

From her point of view, her housefolk have betrayed her. She loved them and cared for them, but she wasn't enough for them. All they see her for is a potential baby factory, not for the value of their bond on its own. She thought they loved her for her, and now she's wondering if they love her at all. Will they love her kits at all? How can they, when they don't even seem to love her?

Also to be clear, her humans are definitely in the wrong here. This is made even clearer when we think about who Princess was bred with, Oliver. He's mentioned to be a white tom, but... there's no white in the Somali Cat breed standard. The only crossbreed allowed by the standard is to Abyssinians, and those also don't allow white. Her kits won't be able to be registered Somalis, even if they meet all the other classifications (they won't). This means that they were breeding her just for the sake of breeding her, which is a huge no-no.

I come from rescue circles, so I'll admit that the idea of willingly breeding cats is foreign to me anyways. There's so many cats out there that need good homes besides purebreds! I can't even begin to fathom why Princess' humans bred her; maybe the female wanted something to do all day and thought taking care of kittens would be good? I don't know. Regardless, they bred her to the first tom with papers whose owner would accept the cash and not question anything else. In my head, Oliver is probably a Turkish Angora, though that's not terribly relevant to this conversation.

Getting back to Princess: Even though Yellowfang and Dewpaw and all her friends did their best to comfort her, at the end of the day she was still home with her housefolk day in and day out. The more she helped her, the angrier she became. Despite all the love she'd given her, her housefolk had still forced Princess to carry kits for her own amusement. She would likely make Princess' kits carry kits for her own amusement - and that, more than anything, scared Princess to her core. She didn't want anyone else to go through what she did. Especially not the kits growing inside her, which despite it all she was growing to love. (This is also why she turned down the opportunity for an abortion from Yellowfang - even though she hated how she had gotten pregnant, she loved the idea of her own kits.)

Then she thought of her brother, Fireheart. She thought of how she'd first met him, and how he'd offered to let her join his Clan. That made her angrier, too. She should've accepted his offer. She should never have stayed with housefolk that didn't care about her. Then she wondered; why couldn't she join him now? The wild was dangerous, though; wouldn't it be safer for her kits to stay with housefolk?

But the more she thought about it, the more that she wondered how the Clans could survive out in the wild if it wasn't mostly safe. After all, Fireheart mentioned kits and queens all the time! She resolved to learn more about the nursery when he came back. And she did just that, as we see during his visit in Chapter 20. Quote again:

“Really?” [Princess] was leaning into [Fireheart] now, as though she needed to hear every word he said as soon as it left his lips. “How does one become a nursery queen, then?”

"Maybe it’s nice, in the nursery.” Princess whispered softly, so much that for a heartbeat [Fireheart] thought she was talking to herself. “What do you think?” She asked him, speaking louder now.

“Do you think the queens are happy in the nursery?” [Princess] wondered out loud, looking over her shoulder into the forest for a brief moment before gazing back at [Fireheart].

[Princess]: “That’s lovely to hear. And the kits, do they like it in the nursery?”

For most of the conversation, she's probing him for what it's like in the Clan; how queens are treated, how kits fare. It's subtle - subtle enough that Fireheart barely catches onto it - but she's already imagining her own life in Thunderclan. She's not sure whether she wants to be a warrior anymore, but she does want to join - and being a nursery queen sounds like the perfect role for her. She loves her kits now, and she loves the idea of getting to care for many kits, even if they aren't her own.

Princess makes up her mind sometime over the next half-moon, and resolves to ask him to let her join when Fireheart comes back. But he doesn't, too involved with Graystripe and Tigerclaw to think about his sister. As her belly grows even larger, her housefolk starts closing the catflap; just at night, usually, but sometimes throughout the day as well. It's only through Princess' desperate begging to see her friend in the garden that her housefolk relents, and that's the final straw for her to leave instead of waiting for Fireheart like he ordered. She doesn't tell Fireheart about this because she's afraid he'll order her back to her housefolk for her own safety, or the Clan's safety. She won't tell anyone until after the kits are born (and it will take place off-screen regardless), but it will be enough to cement her decision as the 'right' one in the eyes of the Clan.

Sorry for going so long - I wanted to point out moments that have led up to this that I've laced throughout the series thus far, as well as explain my own rationale behind the development of Princess. Had she been adopted by different humans, similar to Rusty's, I think we would be seeing her become a warrior right now. Still, I wanted to keep the story sort of in line with canon - having her be his 'kittypet sister' for a while, until I needed to diverge from canon with how I handled Cloudkit. Thanks as always for the question, I could rant about just about anything in this series for ages ^^

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elliebean714 · 9 days ago

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Haiiii :)))

Soo how about a Chris x Male reader (During game) Where one of them saw either their, or the other's death on one of the totems and how it would play out. Maybe said person trying to keep it a secret and it it backfires or smth. Have a nice day and drink lots of water. Love you /p <333

- 🍄 (Your favorite anon)

ACKK YOU GENIUS I LOVE YOU. 🍄 anon. I swear. Your mind and my mind are just ✨️magic✨️ I can't believe there was a time in my life before i had you, my beloved. To switch it up and experiment some more I decided to make this one from Chris' perspective cus that seems fun to me. This can be read as chris' part of the other fic or as a standalone, but I kinda reference some stuff that happened in the last one, so ill link it if you want to read that. This does divulge and go in its own direction though, i just sorta use the previous ask as a reference so i dont have to repeat things that happened in it. Im gonna tie up a plot line I didn't in your previous ask in this. This was very planned and I definitely did not forgor about that plot line until I had already posted it. I am smart and this was all on purpose (imsosorryjoshieiknowyourenotlikethis) (this is low-key climbing class angst too lmao. Gotta love my boys <3) I'm realising now that im not really good at following instructions, I get an idea in my head and go WILD. I kinda forget what people requested lol. I sometimes forget how much trauma Chris went through but GOD DAMN, MY BOYYYY </3 *Devastated cat* Angry Chris in ch7 is SO GOOD OMG, love him. Not trying to brag, but angry chris??? I ATE THAT.

Premonitions

Chris Hartley x M!Reader

Angst, Fluff, Comfort

Previous Request

During Game

Chapter 2

When I was left alone in the lodge with only Josh's lighter to guide me, I began snooping through the room I had found myself in, the garage, or maybe storage?Just as I was getting started a small wooden statue caught my attention. It was lying on the floor and was unlike anything I'd seen any of the Washingtons own. Curious, i picked it up for closer examination.

There was a carved and painted birds face staring back at me, freaky. I turned it over, not expecting much to be on the other side, I mean obviously all of the artistic talent went into the front. There's a small opening near the top of the statue, like an infinity symbol with straight lines outlined with brown paint. The inside appeared hollow. At least until I saw his face.

He was screaming, blood was flying, so much blood... and then there was a saw slashing through the adorable outfit he swore would keep him warm earlier today. Then I was whiped back to the lodge.

...

How... the hell am I to keep on looking for a stupid can of deodorant after watching my boyfriend get sawn in half? I need to see him, make sure he's okay. "Y/N? Can you come here please?"

"Uhh... why what's up?" He calls back, but I still hear those winter boots I made him wear crunching through the snow.

"I just want to talk to you." I answered. His frame entering my limited view.

"And why do you want to talk to me here instead of inside, adventurer?" He asks as he climbs on top of the stool I used to get inside. As his face appears at the window, I climb on the counter and meet his gaze, his gorgeous eyes.

"I just..." I trail off before admiting what I saw, would he even believe me? I probably just imagined it anyway, no reason to panic him right? I look down and sigh, "I just missed you." I 'lied'.

"And you couldn't wait to get us warm first?" He smiled. I have to protect that smile.

"No. I love you."

"Love you too. But I'm freezing my ass off so I'd love it if you could get the door open."

I dropped my head and sighed, "Yeah, I know. I'll go get it." He pulls my face towards him and kisses me gently.

"I love you"

"I love you too."

Later, we're in the basement together, looking for a 'spirit board' and I haven't let him out of my sight since I saw that, vision. I can't let anything happen to him, I can't tell him either. I'm freaking out enough for the two of us anyway. I don't want him to panic all weekend. Especially if it turns out to be nothing,

I get distracted looking at a box of old horror costumes from one of Josh's dads old movies, there's long, black robes, weird masks, bottles of fake blood... I sqeeze the bottle, letting a droplet of the red liquid run down my pointer finger, lost in thought. His cute face, that cute face I've loved for years... the fear, the pain in his eyes... his scream-

"Found it!" I turn to see his proudly presenting the spirit board.

"Great, lets-" The basement door opens and we hear Sam and Josh chatting and making their way to the boiler. I shake the violent image from my head, wipe the blood off my finger, and paint on a happy face, "Let's scare them."

Chapter 3

Candlelight illuminates the room while Y/N explains the rules of the board. I laugh at what I assume was a joke, fuck- I'm trying so hard to pay attention. It was nothing. Nothing is going to happen to him, focus.

Josh sits opposite me, clearly the most... excited(?) To start, Ashley and Y/N are beside me, I pick up his hand and rub my thumb over it. If I can feel him, I know he's there. We each put one finger on the pointer, ready to begin.

"Is anyone there?" Ashley asks, half sincere, half skeptical. The pointer answers, first slowly moving in random directions then spelling 'H E L P'.

"Okay, who's moving it?" Y/N laughs

"Woah-" I gasp uncomfortably.

"How can we help you?"

It moves fast "W A R N I N G."

"Shit-" Josh comments... Seeing him creeped out is so weird.

"Ask who it is, maybe?" I suggest, trying to be engaged.

But she ignores me "what are you warning us about?"

"S I S T E R"

"Who's sister?" Josh asks, he seems panicked now.

"You're warning us about your sister?" Y/N asks the board at the same time

I look at Josh, I don't want to say it, but... "Josh, it's gotta be-"

And he looks at me, almost calmed by the brief moment "well, which sister is it then?"

"Beth...? Is that you?" Ashley questions with a nervous voice, Y/N seems to stir at the name a little, he was always closer to her. The pointer moves to 'yes'.

"Oh god-" Ashley trembles

"This is so messed up" a nervous laugh escapes him

I see panic in my best friends eyes, "Josh? Are you-"

"I'm fine" He interrupts me gently

"We can stop if-" Y/N suggests

"No. I wanna hear what it says." He interrupts Y/N far more harshly, I assume its just anxiety. When Ashley expresses hesitation, Y/N reminds her that we could discover the truth of their deaths.

"What happened to you?"

"H A N N A H K I L L E D"

"Hannah killed her??" I hear Y/N whisper under his breath

"No, no, I think, I think she means someone killed Hannah" I correct him

"Beth, who killed Hannah?"

"L I B R-"

"Library?"

"P R O-"

"Proof? There's proof?"

"In the library?" As soon as the question leaves Y/N's lips, the table shakes and the pointer flies off between Josh and Ashley. She stands up, in shock and horror, clearly freaking out, while Josh just stares ahead for a few seconds.

"This isn't real..." He rises from his seat, still staring "I dont- I don't know if you think messing with me is going to somehow help me deal with my grief or whatever, but this is not cool." He states, shakily but firmly.

"Josh, no, we didn't- you wanted to use the spi-" Y/N tries to assure him, but Josh cuts him off, did Y/N do something to upset him? He's been kinda pissed at Y/N since we got here.

"Shut up, you guys are full of it!" He storms off down the stairs.

After he's gone, Ashley scolds us "that wasn't funny, guys. I can't believe you did that."

"What? We didn't do anything!" I try to defend us, "Just because we're goofy, doesn't mean we'd do that!" But my protests fall on deaf ears as she waves me off.

"Stop. Just stop." She heads down the stairs after Josh, I look over at Y/N. He looks so embarrassed and upset, he hates hurting people... my sweetheart.

"Hey," I hold his hands "it's okay, babe, we didn't do anything wrong."

He slowly lifts his eyes to meet mine, god I love that colour... "I didn't know- that was crazy- I didn't think it would work!"

"Me neither. I can't- jeez..." I take a shaky breath

"Should we go after him?" Y/N asks nervously "I don't want him to think we were trying to hurt him..."

"No," I shake my head "No, I dont think he really wants to see us right now" You, mostly. "We should check the library. See if what it was saying is true."

We head towards the library, hand in hand. Once we reach the bookshelf, several books fly off the shelf, a lot of them almost hit Y/N. A button is left in their place, I push it and the wall opens, revealing a secret room, it's practically empty aside from a random picture laying on the table.

A photo of the twins, Hannah has her tattoo, so it must've been taken a couple months before the disappearance. Or, murder... on the other side, a fucking note written in blood. A clear death threat to the girls- a sick one. I show Y/N and we agree to tell Josh. I lead him down the hallway, when we hear Josh and Ashley scream. Y/N rushes towards the door, and an arm pulls him through. I pound on the door in an attempt to break it down. After a short time, it finally opens, i see ashley and Y/N laying on the floor unconscious, a guy in a creepy mask punches me-

Chapter 4

Shit- my head is spinning. What the hell happ- shit, Y/N! I stand up quickly, making my dizziness worse, and look around frantically, Ashley is still on the floor, slowly coming back to consciousness, but Y/N and Josh are missing- fuck!

"Chris...?" Ashley whimpers, I grab the flashlight on the counter before helping her stand.

"Hey, are you alright? He didn't hurt you, did he?" She seems okay, from what I can see, but creepy guy and helpless girl are never a good equation.

"N-no, I don't think so..." Ashley looks herself over "I was looking for Josh, I saw him coming through this way, I heard him scream, then some guy knocked me out and..." She trails off "thats all I remember, Where is he? Where's Y/N?"

I shake my head "No idea, we gotta find them, that guy, could've hurt them."

We find our way out of the room and see a splatter of blood on the wall "Oh jeez" Ashley gasps. We aprehensively continue, out of the lodge and towards the shed, calling out for Y/N and Josh. Everytime I blink, I'm reminded of that vision- it's not real, it's not real, it's not real...

"Chris! Chris, help, we're in here, please-" I hear him sob in response when I shout his name for the hundredth time.

A surge of adrenaline rushes through me "Y/N? Sweetheart, don't be scared, I'm coming." I hurry towards his voice, Ashley trails after, less enthused, poor girl is so exhausted.

The rest of the room is separated behind a plane of glass, a lever in the middle, and a door on the side. As soon as I approach the glass the lights in the room turn on, revealing Y/N and Josh tied up.

"What the hell??" Ashley gasps, Y/N and Josh start to properly panic when, presumably the guy who just attacked us starts talking over the intercom- shit- the saw- nonononnonono- FUCK-

It's that fucking saw- it tore through my baby- fuck- no- no- I cant- I cant- "and which one will die" i- I have to pick??? No, I cant- I can't have to do this- no, not these two- no-

I look for Ashley, but she's run off, I don't blame her, Josh starts pleading with me "Chris, buddy, please, you don't have to-"

And Y/N sobs too "Oh- Fuck- Chris, help me..."

Dontmakemechoosedontmakemechoosedontmakemechoosedontmakemechoose-

"I'm so-" guilt, anguish and anger fill me "so sorry, Josh-" my voice cracks. I turn the lever towards Josh's face- imsosorryimsosorryimsosorry-

The silence that follows could kill. Just a spinning sawblade and my favourite persons terrified sobs in the other room. I stare at the photo of him, my best friend... that guy- i- fucking killed him.

"Chris...? Help- please..." Y/N whimpers. Remember who it was for, Chris. He needs to survive. No matter what.

Chapter 6

I've still not dropped his hand. It's still replaying in my head, Y/N, Josh, the saw, that fucking guy. After, Ashley found Matt and Emily, and they all left to get help. I dont- I can barely think. But- Y/N and me are looking for Sam, I know that, and I'm holding his hand, nothing could make me let go.

"Hey, Chris?" His voice is shaky, but full of gratitude "I know- I know how horrible that was- what that guy did, what you had to do..." his fingers reach out and graze my cheek.

"Please- I don't want to-" don't cry- keep it together "I'm fine, dont-" Y/N steps closer, he lifts my cheek, dontcrydontcrypleasedontmakemecry...

"I'm sorry," we lock eyes "He was your best friend- you guys- shit- I'm so sorry" dontcrydontcrydont- "I love you. I love you so much"

"Please-" I fight the tears- dontcry "i-we- Sam doesn't have time. We need to hurry."

"Don't suppress your feelings, Chris, your best friend just died-" he's trying, he's such a good person, I love him so much.

"I'll cry about it once you're safe, okay!?" My voice comes out far more harshly than I ever intended. "I'm sorry- imsorry, imsorry-" I repeat, backing off "I cant- I can't be weak right now- I need to be strong until this is over then..." He pulls me into a hug, fuck- it feels so nice to be close to him- he's so warm, so alive, so full of colour...

The lunatic got us again. This is what we get for trying to help Sam. We followed the trail down under the lodge, found so much weird shit, then eventually saw her passed out, tied to a chair and when we tried to help...

Now, there's a gun on the table, and I've got one free arm- if this fucker makes me do what I think he's going to... "Y/N? Sweetheart, wake up." I coax him gently, the lights turn on, there's saws above us.

"Chris...?" He mumbles, "where- where are we?"

"I dont- what the hell happened?!" I notice his black eye, I'm gonna kill that guy, I swear to god.

"I punched him after he got you," he cries, god- I hate that sound. He should never have to cry "I think he hit me?"

My eyes flare in anger "I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna murder his fucking face off."

"Hello again, my special little subjects." His distorted voice comes over the intercom, the saws start spinning, I lift the gun and shoot at them, desperate to make them stop, nothing happens. He continues speaking and confirms my fears. Either shoot myself or Y/N.

I bring the gun to my neck, just beneath my jaw. "No! Don't you fucking dare!" Y/N screams, thrashing and pulling against the restraints "Chris, stop- I can't- don't make me"

"I love you. You be smart, be safe, be brave. Please, I need you to make it out alive, baby." I'm confident, I'm assured. There's no hesitation in my voice, just regret. I thought we could grow up together, go to the same college, find a nice apartment, good jobs, married- I wanted to live that dream life with him. I thought we would... "I love you so fucking much. Just close your eyes. Just close your eyes- and make it off this fucking mountain. You're strong, you can do it. Please- survive."

"Fuck this- no! Chris, dont- don't make me live without you- it's not worth it-" he sobs.

"I love you-"

Chapter 7

I'm alive? My neck hurts like hell, I know the gun went off. My eyes open, Y/N sobs desperately, his eyes shut tight- like he's trying to disappear, my baby... I look around "What the fuck??"

He appears... SHIT- I lift the gun and shoot him several times, but still nothing happens... instead the freak laughs- he fucking laughs at me, he starts taunting me. "You've heard of blanks before? I mean really?" He takes the mask o- Josh?!?

Sam and Mike come from a door behind us, equally shocked- he's still fucking laughing- they release our wrists from the restraints while Josh explains his plan. I killed him... he made me saw him in half- worse than that, if that vision was right? He would've killed Y/N too.

Me, Mike and Y/N are taking him to the shed. Sam didn't want to come, the sick fuck chased her around while she was in just a towel! Mike is the angriest, rightfully so, josh killed Jessica. He's fucking crazy! And still acting like it's all a joke.

On the walk, I notice Y/N is trailing behind, clearly something is puzzling him. I take his hand "What's up, babe?"

"I just..." He thinks for a moment "remember that weird dollhouse in the basement? The doll meant to look like me was in the bedroom, but I was in the kitchen that night"

"...so?"

"So if he was doing this as revenge for what happened to the twins, if he's seen the video, he'd know that! He'd know I wasn't a part of it, so why the hell was the doll upstairs? Why put me in that saw trap? Why us? You didn't do anything either!" He explains his conundrum.

"Yeah, that is weird, plus if he's saying he didn't mean to hurt anybody, why the hell did I see-" I stop myself, I still don't know what I saw, and whatever it was, I'm best asking josh about it rather than bother Y/N with my delusion. "Why the hell did I see him get sawn in half? Or- or have to shoot myself in the neck?"

"And killing Jessica, and basically sexually assaulting Sam." He adds before we catch up to Mike and Josh, the former is trying to tie the latter to a piller.

"Oh, finally can you two hold him, please?" Mike asks as soon as he sees us. Y/N holds down Josh's right side, I take the left while Mike quickly ties him up. I can feel Josh's eyes peering into me. It's not an angry gaze, it's... sad? Betrayed? He seems hurt, but that obviously can't make sense, did he expect me to kill the love of my life? Did he want me to??

Josh rambles incoherently while the rest of us talk, trying to figure out any way to make this make sense, "Chris?" Josh interrupts Y/N while he talks "Chris!"

"What?" I relent.

"Can we talk alone, please? I don't trust them like I do you." He has the balls to say something like that after what he did? I turn to the other two...

"Sure, yeah. We'll wait outside." Mike nods before I even say anything "c'mon, Y/N. He can't do anything, he's tied up." Y/N kisses me before following Mike out of the shed

"Now what, Josh?" I look to him, expecting some sort of explanation that'll put everything into place and make it all make sense.

"I missed you. You know that?" He seems partly lucid when he says that.

"Yeah? And a text wasn't enough?"

"No. Nonono. I missed you. He stoleyou."

"Y/N? He's my boyfriend, he didn't steal me-"

"YES HE DID. You're supposed to be myyy best friend and you abandoned me for him?? Really??"

"No! What the hell? We were still friends Josh. It's not like I started dating him and then all of a sudden I just dropped you, we still hung out!"

He shakes his head "that's not true. Thatsnot true. That's nottrue. ThatsNOTTRUE"

I sigh, this isn't going anywhere. I need to ask him about what I saw. Was he actually going to kill him? "Josh, the saw..."

"I wanted to test you. To see if you even fucking cared. You let me die so fucking FAST!" Josh starts to thrash around.

"JOSH, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU??" I scream "You- you put me in a position- you made me pick between him and you. You did that to see if i cared??? Did you- did you rig it up so he would've died if I chose you?"

He laughs- I'm gonna fucking kill him- "aw don't be mad at me..."

He wasgoing to kill him- he was going tokill him- hewas goingto killhim- hewasgoingtokillhim- Josh was going to kill Y/N.

Fury rages through me "YOU FUCKING CUNT-" I grab a piece of ply wood and whip it towards his head- he hit Y/N- smack- he tortured Y/N- smack- wanted me to shoot Y/N- smack- HE TRIED TO KILL Y/N-

Before I can smack him again, Mike pulls me away and grabs the wood out of my hands "Chris- what the fuck?!"

Y/N holds me back- I take deep breaths- shit- what did I do?? "He- he confessed..." my voice is shaking, Josh is unconscious- bleeding- shit- what the fuck did I do??

"To what??" Mike sounds appalled by my actions.

I tremble- "he was- he wanted to kill him..."

"Who?"

My eyes meet Y/N, even after what he saw me do, he still has gentle love in his eyes "the saw wasn't just a fake body thing... he was going to kill you... he was fully ready to kill you..."

Chapter 8

"Then your friend will already be dead." The old guy had a sorry yet confident expression.

"Good." I mutter.

Y/N shakes my shoulder, "we need to go after him..."

I scoff "fuck that. Fuck him. He did it to himself"

"Chris, this isn't you," he pleads. Fuck- he's adorable. "We can't leave him to die. Or... I can't. No matter what he did..."

"Don't. Don't be stupid. He just said he's dead." I try to reason with him.

"If there's a chance, i can't let him die like that."

"Then I'll come with ye." The old guy tells Y/N.

"No, you're not. He's not going." I sigh "I'll go. You'll stay in the lodge."

"I'm fine, Chris."

"And I plan to keep you that way. I'll get josh, try not to kill him, and bring him back. Only because I adore you."

"Glad it's worth something."

His fucking head came off. We were looking for Josh- the Wendigo came- And took the old guys head off. I ran through the snow towards the lodge with the thing right behind me. I was shooting it whenever I could- it was so fucking fast, I almost didn't make it, but Y/N was right by the door waiting for me.

In the basement, Emily was begging Mike not to shoot her. I would've fought him, but- I just wanted Y/N. I just wanted him to hold me. Hes so gentle. He's so loving. He's so warm. I tried to shut out their dispute. I'm being held by my boyfriend. He loves me, I'm safe, no matter what happens next. Y/N is here, Y/N is holding me, Y/N is going to take care of me.

In his arms, I let myself break...

Chapter 10

That screech...

Oh fuck-

We hear the Wendigos coming through the basement- how did they get here??

The three of us sprint away from the sound, Y/N lets me run ahead, Emily behind him- up the stairs, through the maze, eventually to the movie theatre where Sam and Mike have opened the door "RUN!" I yell

"Go, go, go, go!!" Y/N calls out behind me.

I reach the main floor and run towards the door until I see the Wendigo perched on the wooden chandelier, I freeze, they can't see you if you're standing still. The old guys words replay in my mind. My eyes search for Y/N, but I can't find him, just Emily. She didn't shove him out of the way, did she???

The Wendigos chasing us climb up the stairs, and the main one, seemingly infuriated, started fighting them, giving me time to escape. I throw the door open and run. Please let him be okay, please- please- my legs collapse into the snow, please be okay, please come out.

Emily is out next, I don't have the fire to fight her in me anymore, I've done terrible things tonight, and all of it will be for nothing if that boy doesn't come out. Please, it can't have been for nothing.

He comes into view- Please-! But the Wendigo stares at him, no, no, please, he hasn't done anything wrong... i head towards the lodge, I need to catch him.

Sam's squeaky sneakers save him- holy shit- the Wendigo heads towards her, thank fuck- Y/N sprints into my arms, oh- baby...

I guide his sobbing form away from the lodge "I've got you, we made it- you- you made it-" I wipe his hair away from his sweaty forehead, I admire his face, his adorable fucking face "You survived..."

♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆

~Elliebean714 🦋🍄

#until dawn chris #chris hartley x reader #chris hartley #chris hartley until dawn x reader #chris until dawn #low-key climbing class angst too lol #🍄 anon #what if i said 🍄 anon was the loml??? what then!?!?#AM I CRAZYYYYY FOR THAT?! AM I WILD???#🍄 ANON BRINGS OUT THE BEST IN ME #THEY MAKE ME A LITERARY GOD #me the entire time while writing this: GIRL YOU ATE THAT-#CAUSE GIRLS I ATE #🍄 anon i adore you

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honeybeewhereartthee · 1 year ago

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Alter • Ego

"please run away as fast as you can!!" You heard someone says to you as chaos runs wild around you. You don't understand what happened and with instinct kicking in. You flee as the stranger have ask you to do. A loud explosion erupted from behind you and you were sent flying in the air and soon slam into a concrete wall and everything turns black.

When you wake up the next moment, you felt splitting headache. You don't even understand how your still alive with such pain your suffering under this very moment. "Your finally awake...!" Someone have spoken in the corner of the room. You look at the person while still groaning in pain.

"Who... Are you?" Not understanding why your looking at a strange person wearing some cosplay of some sort as your sure that no one would wear a cat theme outfit unless they are shameless people.

"Oh... !" He seems confuse by your question as his blue eyes stared at you in wonder as he tilt his head in the side.

"Well. I guess my name is Amagi Hiiro...?" He thought about it for a moment as they introduced himself to you in a statement that aren't even sure of his own answer. "..." You give him a look like looking at a dumb person as he really have to question his own answer.

"Well. I don't know what to call myself other than what is stated to be my name by that person. Through I shared that name with many others." He don't seems to think the way you look at him as something rude as he just chuckle and seats down at the side of the bed, he pick up an apple and start to slice it.

"How is that even possible?" You wonder if your accidentally been put in an asylum or not. As this person is beyond crazy for your liking. "There's many you in the vast multiverse too. If your curious." They pointed out as they finish one Bunny apple.

"No, I'm not curious." Maybe just a little. As you continue to chat with this person, you forget the headache your having as he seems to complicated as algebra and chemistry combine.

"It's ok to be curious sometimes you know? After all you cannot learn more if you never tried to take a step first to learn the unknowns." After he finish making the apple bunny, he place the plate and give them to you."you Been a sleep for a while have those to fill your belly."

"Thats a shortcut to a quick life. If you ask me." You wonder if it's poison at first but you seen him take a bite of the part that he slice off the apple and it looks normal to be poison apple. And you felt yourself quite hungry at this moment to not accept it. "....where are we by the way?' you wonder if your becoming shameless to ask those questions to the fellow. But he don't seems to mind how you acted.

"Oh. I don't know!" He chuckle. "Probably a random world. Besides I have taken a look around this place to see the danger of it or what lives in this place. So don't worry! So far There's only the two of us in this place."

You stared at him. "World? Random world? What..." You suddenly felt the pain in your head again. It hurts! It HURTS!

"AGH...." you can't even scream as the pain erupted again and he worriedly and quickly stood up to get something from the drawer. You felt him giving you a tablet but you refuse to bulge as pain is tormenting you at this moment.

MAKE IT STOP!

MAKE IT STOP!!

Everything seems like a blur image as you see the stranger who call himself Amagi Hiiro become frantic before you felt a medicine is shove down your throat, the pain become less as it was become. But maybe the pain was too much for you earlier. You found yourself unconscious once more. Still wondering who this stranger... And who you are.

Table of Content

Alter 01: Distorted Realm

Chapter 03

Chapter 01

Chapter 02

Chapter 04

#ensemble stars #ensemble stars x reader #enstar x reader #enstar #Hiiro Amagi x reader #Alter × Ego

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princess-hope-selfships · 11 months ago

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I have a few selfship children, like, kids I had with an f/o but they've been mostly in my head and I think I'm going to make a post about them to give them concrete identities, this is gonna be long and mostly for my reference pfft

My Kids with Elliott

Primrose and Salvador!!! Primrose is the eldest. In my head she's about 8, and Salvador is maybe 3 or 4.

Primrose is a rambunctious little child, loves to play pretend, very imaginative and curious!

She LOVES the animals on the farm, tries to spend time with them, sometimes even ends up bothering them lmao she will sometimes get in trouble for stressing them out by trying to play with them I think

Takes a leader role when she's playing with Salvador

Salvador is also super rambunctious, often gets into places he shouldn't 'cause he's just so damn small and fast lmao

Salvador eagerly follows Primrose everywhere, he thinks she's so cool and wants to be just like her.

Sometimes Primrose gets him in trouble or tries to frame him for things she did, the crafty lil kid

Salvador is scared of most of the animals 😂 He LOVES the cat though, and he's the only one the cat tolerates bothering her like that, to the point of cuddling up with Salvador on her own accord

They are loved by everyone in town!!!! Because I yearn for idyllic small town life. Primrose especially likes Haley and Emily, she likes Haley's fashion sense and loves when she does makeup on her. She really likes Emily's energy and the weird stuff she does. Salvador really likes Gus, always wants to get dinner at the Saloon. Gus loves Salvador's appetite and willingness to try new foods, and always gives him free snacks. Salvador also really likes Shane for some reason??? I think he thinks Shane's standoffishness means that he's shy so he wants to make him feel included lmao

My Kids with Sidon

Thresher and Frill our beloved little zora babies 🥺

They exist in the AU where I become a Zora via a Zora mask like in Maj/ora's Ma/sk, blah blah blah

Thresher and Frill hatched together on the same day only minutes apart. Thresher hatched first.

Thresher is a wild child, very loud and excitable like his father

Frill is a shy kid, a little soft-spoken and very clingy to her parents

Thresher is super protective of Frill but also wants her to come with him on his little adventures!

Though I do think Thresher sometimes gets in trouble for picking on his sister. He can be a little shit sometimes, I think lol he takes things away from her so he can look at it or play with it, and plays keepaway

But if anyone else does that stuff to her he gets really upset and might even get into fights with them

Thresher is also super protective of me, I think, even from Sidon sometimes when Sidon and I are roughhousing or he's picking on me for being short or something pffft Thresher run in like I'LL SAVE YOU MAMA

Thresher thinks his dad is SO COOL and he's right but yeah FDSFH SUPER IDOLIZES HIS DAD !!!

Thresher looks up to Dorephan too, and loves to hear his stories about his feats as the previous king. He loves to hear about Zora history. He probably asks Sidon to recount his own experiences as a bedtime story.

Frill is so creative and so smart, she loves to make her own little pieces of jewelry and she loves gemstones. She collects rocks that she finds, whether or not they're gems, she just has a rock collection and she loves to talk about her rocks and what she named them and makes up stories about them. Of course, we all listen super intently.

Possible Kid with Demyx???

I've had a thought about having a child with Demyx ahfkdjsh he means so much to me and I can kind of imagine us having a kid eventually...

I remember having a fankid designed when I was in high school and selfshipped with Demyx lmao and his name was August, inspired by the film Aug/ust R/ush... idk if I would do that again but I'm considering it..?

They would be such an imaginative little child... with two artists for parents, I think they are just downright wacky and creative and fun and we just absolutely love them and we encourage that creativity so much.

They eagerly learn music and how to play instruments with Demyx!!! Maybe even write him songs and get super excited to play them for him!!

They are genderfluid like their dad!!!

THEY LOVE SORA SOOOOO MUCHHHH I think Sora would be such a wonderful big brother figure to them!!!

#hope be like [blogs loudly]#self ship kids #tagging so I can find this post later

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munkustance · 2 years ago

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A new look at magic

This is my first try at writing fanfiction so any criticism is welcome, also english is not my first language so sorry for any grammer or spelling errors!

This is a Demeter centric fic however there are some hints towards Tuggoffelees and past abusive demecavity. Other characters are metioned but it´s mostly just Demeter and Misto. Also this fic hints towards Demeter herself having some sort of power but that won't go anywhere... at least not in this fic.

Anyway this is my interpretation on how Demeter found out about Mistoffelees powers.

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Demeter knew there was another magic cat in the junkyard, every now and again she would pick up on the magic scent. At first, she was terrified and rightfully so. The last magic cat she knew was... horrible and not only to her but Bombalurina as well. The way he would use his magic on them was disgusting.

But as the weeks continued and the magic scent became more common, Demeter would notice differences between the two kinds. This new magic was similar to the old but much more energetic then aggressive, less wild, more free. Strong and powerful yes, but not to attack but to defend.

And those times Munkustrap would before notice Demeter grow tense, he would now see her perk up with interest, scanning her eyes over the junkyard seemingly searching for something.

She'd met all the Jellicles by now and one of them had to be it. She already knew about the twins thanks to Munkustrap telling her right from the start, but their magic was nothing like the power this other cat had. She had asked Bomba if she also could feel it but the only answer she got was a simple shrug and reassuring hug. Demeter could understand why the hug must have been necessary in Bombas eyes but for once Demeter wasn't scared, she was curious.

Every time Demeter could feel the magic in the air, she would make a mental note of who was where and soon enough the list of cats narrowed down to just a few cats. The notorious calico twins, the rock star cat himself Rum Tum Tugger and the quiet tuxedo tom Quaxo. Out of all of them one was clearly the one to keep an eye on. Well all of them was really but in different ways.

Now the only thing Demeter needed to do was wait. But not for long. Laying on the tire besides Munkustrap and Jennyanydots she watched as Jemima playfully swooned over suspect number 2 with the other kittens, carefully shifting her head now and again to glance over at suspect number 1 sitting on the boot of the car. She had noticed two weeks ago how when Quaxo slunk away from the rest of the tribe it would only take a minute or two before Tugger would decide he'd had enough of the attention from his fans and then discreetly follow after Quaxo.

Now sure, she definitely wasn't the only one to notice. The kittens would snicker, the adult scoff and Munkustrap groan. Only they thought the two toms did... other things than Demeter. And what do you know, only a few moments after them leaving would she sense the magic again.

Lifting her head again she saw Quaxo stretching his back getting ready to stand, his "signal" to Tugger as Bombalurina would say. As he started to leave Demeter began stretching herself and made her excuses to the two other cats next to her. Quietly before Tugger would leave himself Demeter followed after Quaxo, watching where she stepped careful not to make a sound. He led her to a small clearing not too far away from where they came but one she never seen before. It was hidden in the middle of three big mountains of junk and the way in was barely noticeable. The place itself was no doubt a practice area, there were burn marks on the ground and a bunch of play balls of different sizes scattered around. The burn marks concerned her, it reminded her of her own marks left on her back. It made her want to back away, made her want to leave, to run. But those feelings where quickly laid to rest and replaced with warmth and comfort when the now familiar scent of magic started spreading out into the clearing.

Demeter hid behind a box as she watched how previously hidden fairy lights were lifted up and started glowing beautiful colours. Her eyes shifted towards Quaxo as his fur changed from a greyish black to what might as well be the midnight sky, tiny sparkles shimmering around him as he started his dance. Sometimes he would throw more sparkles in the air or conjure up ribbons straight from his paws. It was as if every step to the dance had a magic trick to it and as the dancing grew so did his powers until the final step. As he made his final pose, he reached his arm up to the sky and let out one singular bolt of lightning.

She flinched, she didn't know how to react. It was all so wonderful but then that bolt. Flashes of her past went before her eyes, fire coming towards her, Bombalurina laying still on the floor, his laugh filling the room.

Mistoffelees knew he had an audience, and he also knew that this time it wasn't the usual loud and eccentric Tugger watching his every step. He knew that this was special not only for him but especially for her. Everyone knew the two queens came from Macavity and had seen the scars on them, but it was clear as day that Demeter had more than just physical scars left by his magic. And so when Tugger and Misto realised Demeter’s slow building curiosity they knew it was a matter of time before she would find out who Quaxo really was. So they waited until she was ready and when Demeter followed Misto, Tugger stayed behind, knowing it was time.

He'd been careful, starting slow with lifting the lights and showing his real fur, adding to his magic every step to make sure she was following without moving too fast. But when the movement ended, he didn't mean to let the bolt out, that was too much, and he knew she wouldn't be ready. Eyes bolting over to her box where she poorly hid, he saw her. Arms over her head, violently scratching herself as she cried. Slowly Mistoffelees made his way over.

Mind going everywhere at once Demeter searched for a way out of the nightmare in her brain and the way out came in the form of a gentle paw on her shoulder. Opening her eyes she was greeted with a concerned smile, taking a deep breath she nodded changing the concern to relief. Brewing a smile of her own she draped her arms over Quaxos shoulders and hugged him.

They stayed there for some time, quietly as they both fell asleep from exhaustion. It was nice now, every time the two toms would leave, she could laugh to herself as the other cats reacted in their own special way and sure, there were times when they would leave and she wouldn't sense any magic. But those times she did Demeter would slink away from time to time, sit by her box and watch in amusement as Tugger would talk to her about all the amazing things he had seen Mistoffelees conjure up and how oh so amazing he was. It helped her relax and made her be more comfortable with magic every time.

#demeter cats #cats demeter #mister mistoffelees #mr mistoffelees #mr. mistoffelees #mistoffelees #rum tum tugger #the rum rum tugger #tuggoffelees #past demecavity #cats musical #cats 1998 #cats the musical #my post

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 10 months ago

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hi, ari! This is my first time sending u an ask..nervy ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ what fantasy creatures would different jujutsu kaisen characters ? Like fae, centaurs etc. Dont be hesitant to unleash ur creativity! (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ could I take 🪄 ?

NICE TO MEET YOU 🪄 ANON that’s a great emoji pick…. i approve of your taste >:3 aaaaa and such a fun question too!!!! i’ve thought of this before but this was a great opportunity to make up my mind on it…. i’m on the fence for a lot of these but. hear me out!!

(i thought it’d be fun to just go for all my favorite characters, but i’d love to hear your own takes on some of these/others i didn’t mention 🪄 anon!!)

you said i was allowed to be creative so!! i decided to twist the assignment a bit…. some of these are fantasy creatures, others are more supernatural or mythological!! :3 i hope that’s okay hehe.

with that being said…….

satoru gojo

i’m on the fence between vampire and fae…… literally any kind of fair, pretty creature with a terrifying nature. vampire makes a lot of sense to me — pale and pretty and far too good at convincing you to let him linger near your neck… but there’s something really good abt fae!gojo too. a cute, charming creature who’s actually really horrific. skilled at tricking people. he invites you into the woods with the promise of a good time and before you know it you’re…. wedded to the fairy king? somehow???? no matter the option gojo is pretty chill tbh. not evil, just… mischievous :3 but he’s more than capable of being terrifying when he wants to be.

suguru geto

ANY KIND OF WATER CREATURE!! the one i always end up going back to is näcken…. a water spirit masquerading as a naked man, dutifully playing his violin by the river…. luring unsuspecting locals close so he can drown them <3 just like satoru he’s beautiful and terrifying. i momentarily considered a centaur too. i think that fits him!! centaurs are usually depicted as teacher figures in mythology and that’s just very suguru to me. and ofc i have to mention ghosts because they’re my favorites + suguru literally haunts the narrative of jjk <33 he’s a pretty sad ghost i think… just can’t let go of his grief. it consumes him and seeps into the air no matter where he goes. if you suddenly wake up to a freezing room and the flickering of your bedroom lights, it’s probably suguru.

shoko ieiri

say it with me: WITCHHHHHHH ‼️‼️‼️‼️ this is the highest form of praise btw i LOVE witches they’re my absolute favs (along w ghosts)... and shoko is obviously a witch!! there’s no other option. she’s charming and crafty and i would let her boil me into soup ANY day <333 definitely has a cat…. for the record i do think she’d be a terrifying witch. morally dubious. almost leaning towards a mad scientist type… but she’s usually kind if you treat her with respect <333 sometimes makes flower crowns with the local children. she’s less cordial with adults, though. (if you hear any screams from her cute little cabin late at night, it’s probably best not to mention them <3)

kenjaku

on that note!! here’s a REAL mad scientist <33 i’m on the fence between witch and a frankenstein-esque creature for kenjaku…… as a witch he’s even MORE horrific than shoko. has no morals whatsoever. might invite you over for a nice cup of tea and a chat, but you better not bore him <3 he’s sick and twisted and i like him very much. but i think frankenstein is too fitting not to mention…. he’s both the doctor AND the monster and i think that’s so sexy of him. dr frankenstein was a coward and a bitch but kenjaku is nothing like him!!! he experiments on himself dr jekyll style as he should.

toji fushiguro

werewolf. enough said. he rips people apart w his teeth and looks good doing it!!

nobara kugisaki

dragon!!!! idk why but. my brain tells me it’s the only good choice and i believe it. she’s a dragon girl!!! fiery and wild and brutal. curious and greedy. sleeps on a pile of gold <333 she’s just so cool and fun and i love her so bad…… has a big ol toothy grin and sharp horns and breathes fire………. kidnaps princesses but only to save them from bad situations bc she’s a #feminist and she treats them so well :((( i can imagine a fairy tale au where everyone talks about the cruel dragon who’s been terrorizing villages and castles….. meanwhile the dragon in question is having a tea party w her favorite princesses <333 she’s so cute!!

megumi fushiguro

like father like son <333 by which i mean i can’t pick between werewolf and vampire. i think he’s probably a hybrid? werewolf by nature, vampire by choice?? idkidk i just think it’d be neat if it tied into his backstory and character…. his choice to leave the zenin clan behind and find his own family…. and either option just makes sense. he’s a stoic, pretty vampire but also a wild werewolf…. probably still a polite boy at heart though. doesn’t even bite!!!

mai zenin

MY LOVEEE MY LIGHTTTTT mai is a siren. that’s all. i don’t even need to explain it just makes too much sense??? her beauty and her connection to the sea….. yeah. she’s 100% a lesbian btw that’s canon to me <33 lures men in with her looks and voice so she can drown them but spares the women. she’s that kinda siren (the best one imo!!)… aughhh i just think she has the loveliest silkiest voice and the most beautiful scales :((( sunbathes on rocks…. flashes her sharp teeth at whoever interrupts her……. yeah.

fumihiko takaba

my silly little guy <333 tbh i think takaba is some kind of alien lmao BUT i’m still gna go with ghost :3 a special priviliege from me to him. i also just think it fits him so well…. he’s a funny ghost. but also a sad ghost. contrary to geto he’s completely harmless, just…. can’t seem to let go of his regrets. haunts comedy stages because he misses performing so bad :((( he just wants someone to talk to!!! likes playing pranks on people but they’re always very silly, not dangerous at all. if you ever slip on a banana peel you’re sure wasn’t there just a second ago, it’s probably takaba’s fault <3

#WAHHHHH THIS WAS SM FUN #tysm 🪄 anon!!!! i hope you enjoyed these hcs hehe. very self-indulgent but yk!! i had a LOT of fun writing them :33 #and i would love to hear your own takes if u feel like sharing!!!! <33 #hope you have a wonderful wonderful day or night 🪄🪄🪄#these are gonna live in my brain rent free i fear…………#ask tag ✩#🪄 anon !! ✩

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a-land-lacking-sleep · 1 year ago

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PLA Fic: A New Home - Chapter 1: Prelude Beach

Here's the fic I promised you back in June, lul. I had about half of it written back then, but I just finished the second half of it today. This was originally going to be a really long one-shot, then a 3 chapter fic, and now who knows. Not me. I hope it's just 4, but it could be 6!

While this story is connected to my Electric Trains series of fics, it is also made as a stand alone! I hope you all enjoy.

Chapter Summary: Jubilife is established, and The Diamond Clan makes themselves known. Chapter Word Count: 4440

As always, read below or on AO3! Comments and reblogs always enjoyed!

September 30th, 1869

The name came from one of his more optimistic captains, Zisu Perilia of the Security Corp. Another victim of the war that Johto had endured with Kanto during the Imperial Unification, though thankfully a tad too young to endure many of the battles personally. Unlike Denboku, who had tempered his mettle with blade and tactics on the field of battle, where he watched both men and Pokemon bleed out their last.

But it was from her mind that the name of the beach landing sprung. “Prelude Beach,” she had said with a smile on her face. “The start of our new life, away from the pain that everyone had to endure back home.” A fine sentiment, and one that the other arrivals had latched onto with a fervent need. It wasn’t just Johto that had been hit by the succession crisis, but even the rural Hoenn had refugees fleeing from the nobles who felt that they were owed power and slowly crept their way south until they were trapped in Slatesea Port and either killed or imprisoned by the newly restored Imperial forces.

In fact, that was how Beni had joined him in that tiny village outside of Azalea, before the two became brothers on the field of war.

But that was all in the past now. Hisui is going to be a new beginning for them. It has to be. They will carve themselves a piece of land separate from the wilds and build themselves a village, one where they can live with jubilation and grow old without fear. And really, Denboku isn’t surprised when he finds a sign planted at the southern end of the planned layout of the settlement, and another at the northern end, both labeled “Site of Jubilife Village”.

Though he keeps his face set in the permanent scowl that is expected of him, his heart swells with joy to know that the people, the refugees of war and their protectors alike, felt safe enough to boldly claim such a name for themselves.

Nearing the end of the first week, they properly built a perimeter fence around the Village, though even calling it such in this state was almost humorous. It is a collection of tents, centralized in the middle of a large clearing split by a river and surrounded by small cliffs. The fence was barely chest high, just enough to keep curious Pokemon out, but not quite enough to keep actual threats away without a constant guard. Up against the cliffs to the east, Colza and Tao Hua are setting up the crop fields, and amongst the tents Sanqua and her right hand Flaoro are busy designating the spots where foundations will be built for houses.

It is an uneventful week, in all honesty. Their security patrols consisted of 8 men armed with daggers, along with trained Geodude and Scyther, with a Golbat to help patrol at night. And with that, the local Pokemon swiftly learned to stay away from the fences, in fear of concussions or gaping wounds leaving them as easy prey for other Pokemon. The only ones that still come close are the blue and black cats, which remind some of the Security Corp of the Manectric in Hoenn, and even they flee with a well placed Mud Bomb.

It is the night of the 8th day in Jubilife that Denboku found himself sitting in the moonlight on the cliff east of the village, quietly meditating. He had picked up the habit while protecting the Sprout Monks back in Johto, during the war when they had become easy targets. After a long week of plotting out housing and preparing for the second ship to arrive in a week’s more time, sitting in the cool autumn air and listening to the odd big Pokémon chiming in the fields below felt like bliss.

“Good evening, Captain,” he says brusquely as Zisu makes a spot next to him and sits down.

“Evening, Commander,” she responds, a smile across her face as she settles into place. “You don’t mind if I join you, do you?” It was phrased like a question, but Denboku knew it wasn’t; Zisu knows she is welcome at any time.

“Are you here for meditation, or do you wish to speak about something?” Denboku hasn’t yet turned to face her, keeping his eyes closed as he slowly breathes in the night air.

Zisu is silent for a moment before speaking. “Beni said he found a Pokémon rooting through his food supplies.” Denboku’s eyebrows furrow as he leans forward and rubs a hand against his temple. “I’m sure you know that means that it had to sneak in using more than just instinct. Especially since it was a Munchlax.”

That gets Denboku’s attention, causing him to look over at Zisu for the first time since she sat down. “Those are rarer than the Beasts in Johto,” he mutters before straightening his posture. “If there is a Munchlax ransacking our stores, then we need to stop it from continuing to do so. And if it can slip past a ninja in his own home, then it has to be well trained.”

“I already told my men to be on the lookout for any locals,” Zisu says. “If they see one, they’re to get a Captain who can speak the local language to talk with them and find the owner of the Pokémon.”

Denboku absently nods as he strokes his moustache. He was thankful that Ginter and those of the Gingko Guild were able to help his Team learn the local language, as they have been doing some trade with the natives for over two decades now. Ginter had also been keen to let them know that no foreigners ever set up on Hisuian land. “Do you think this is targeted? Or is this creature acting on its own?”

Zisu immediately shakes her head. “This Pokémon is most likely trained, but we haven’t seen anybody nearby this week since we’ve started setting up. I doubt we’re completely unnoticed, Commander, but I don’t think we’re being targeted.” Denboku huffs quietly, and nods in agreement after a moment.

As his companion starts to stand, though, he holds his hand out. “Stay awhile Zisu. I have a story to share.”

“You haven’t exhausted your stories yet, Kamado?” Zisu says with a laugh as she sits down into a more comfortable position.

“A Cianwood girl like you has plenty of Johto she doesn’t know about,” Denboku says with a glint in his eyes and a twitch of his facial hair. “I know you’ve been to the Ilex Forest when I was preparing the Galaxy Team.” Zisu nods, remembering the forest vaguely from her short time walking through it to Azalea. “But I’m sure you’ve never heard of the Protector of the Forest?”

When Zisu shakes her head, all Denboku does is nod and close his eyes. “Ilex Forest is special amongst the forests of Johto. It’s been tranquil since my grandfather’s youth, and it was tranquil through the war.” He breathes in deep as he hears Zisu settle in and lay back on the grass. “The forest has a protector, a sprite that keeps the trees tall and the waters clear. Even as the war raged and nearly burned down Goldenrod, it was untouched. All because of Celebi.

“Celebi is what allowed Azalea to be a safe haven during the war, what allowed me to go through Johto and find those in need of help and protect them, like it protected us.” He looks out over the fieldlands, the moonlight illuminating the grass and trees, and the distant river a smear of silver ink from this view. “It had fantastic powers, befitting a legend. It has taken platoons of men and moved them forward past the time of their battles. Brought us lost items days before they were lost. And so a shrine was built in the middle of the forest.”

“Never expected you to be a shrine goer,” Zisu says with a tease in her voice, looking over at Denboku with a smile to match her voice. “You always fit in with the monks, but never in that sense.”

“Wouldn’t call myself a shrine goer, neither,” Denboku says with a huff. “I would go before I left Azalea on journeys, but I wouldn’t go and leave offerings on a set schedule like a true devotee. But that’s beside the point.” He waves his hand to refocus the conversation and then strokes his moustache. “But it’s said that Azalea is not the only forest that was visited by a Celebi. Viridian was home to one for several decades, and people claim in Celadon to have seen two of them flying through the trees.

“But once war reached those forests, and people began to pare the forests down to settle in, the sightings vanished. Now only Ilex, a forest that has remained peaceful and untouched even after all these decades, has one.” Denboku looks out over the fieldlands, out to the forest beyond the silver river. “I want to ensure that our land here in Hisui would be one that Celebi would find hospitable.”

There’s a moment of silence before Zisu responds with a soft hum. “Yes, I think that would be nice. Being able to keep this place peaceful and safe for everyone.” The two continue to sit quietly, letting the stars and the moon circle overhead.

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October 10th, 1869

Though the cold was beginning to quickly set in on the Village as fall progressed, the men working on the foundation of the main Galaxy Building often found themselves dressed lightly. And most lightly dressed was Denboku himself, who is wearing but a gray hakama as he shovels dirt towards the ever-filling corner that his Golem is ever-emptying. And it is when he is in this state that Ress comes running from the town’s fence. “Commander Kamado, we have a local wanting to speak with you!”

Denboku sighs, and waves at his Golem to keep up its work, which it happily obliges to by rolling into the dirt and bulldozing it flat. Once he climbs out of the pit, Denboku quickly douses his face in the river water to wash any dirt off, and pulls his coat over himself, leaving it draped over his shoulders as he stalks towards the fencing to the east of the Village.

He is slightly surprised when he catches sight of the local, though he shouldn’t be as she at least seems a few years older than Zisu is despite his smaller stature. When it comes to her companion, however, he is completely unsurprised to see a rather large Munchlax chewing away at a berry.

“Greetings,” Denboku says, bowing slightly at the fence as he speaks in Hisuian to the best of his abilities. “Apologize for the state of my look. I have been at work. I am the Commander, Kamado.”

To her credit, the young woman only has to cover her mouth briefly as she holds back her laugh, then resets her face into neutrality. “I am Mai,” she says in heavily accented Kanto-ben. “I have more experience with your tongue than you with mine, so let us make this easier for us both.” While relieved, Denboku tries to hide it from his face by pursing his lips and twitching his moustache. “I believe you’ve been looking for me, Commander?”

Denboku nods, then gestures to the Munchlax absently eating beside her. “More specifically, I’ve been looking for whoever is the owner of that beast. We’ve caught it going through our food like it owns the place.”

“It has a better claim to the land than you do,” Mai says with a slight shift in posture, her hand resting on her hip as she leans slightly to the side. Not confrontational, but decidedly not welcoming. “You all showed up on your boats without warning, and he smelled food. While I didn’t plan for him to raid your storerooms, I can’t exactly blame him for getting easy food.”

“That easy food is what we need to survive, child,” Denboku says, glaring down at the young woman as she shakes her head. “We are working on getting farmland cultivated, so the food we brought with us is what we have. My people and I would greatly appreciate if you kept control over that beast of yours.”

“And I would appreciate it if you didn’t act like you were the lord of this land just because you believe you own this Village,” Mai shoots back, her tone unchanged from the neutral tone she’s held this entire conversation. “I would also refrain from telling others you own this land, unless you think you can convince my Leader, Adaman, to accept you.”

Pausing, Denboku takes a deep breath and releases it, then squares his posture and stares into Mai’s eyes. “Then how may I talk with your Leader? We don’t wish for conflict, we just want to live our lives.”

“He sent me a message this morning,” Mai says, a smirk forming on her lips. “He will be here in a few days time to discuss your ability to remain here.” Before Denboku could argue another word, she bows respectfully and turns to walk away, effortlessly scooping up Munchlax and carrying it away from the Village.

Denboku watches her walk away, then turns on his feet back towards the village. “Ress, go gather Zisu and Colza, and tell them to meet me by the main bridge. I’ll get Tao Hua and Sanqua, we need to discuss their arrival.” As Ress runs off into the Village proper, Denboku keeps his path towards the pit where the Galaxy Building will be, doing his best not to grind his teeth. Once he gets within earshot, he shouts out “Sanqua! Get on out of there!” He turns towards the store that is half-assembled across the grassy road. “You too, Tao Hua!”

There’s a bit of grumbling from the store as Tao Hua makes his way out of the building, sneering back at the way he came and holding his hip in place as he walks. “No need to yell, Kamado, I can hear you just fine!” He straightens with a grunt, his hip popping into place as he hobbles off of the store step. Across from him, Sanqua clambers up the ladder, wearing a simple white top streaked in mud, just like her hair and face. “What’s the big fuss?”

“We’re holding an Officers Meeting,” Denboku says, scratching slightly at his moustache. “That Mai woman told me that her Leader will be coming in a few days to discuss our right to be here.” Tao Hua sneers and looks in the direction of where Denboku had come from, while Sanqua gets a worried look on her face.

“Do you think they’d remove us? This is technically their land,” she says, looking back at the large hole for the building foundations that they’ve dug, as well as multiple skeletons of buildings around. Sanqua was younger even than Zisu, having gotten her position in Galaxy by being a fantastic worker and a good head for math. “This was the only good place in this area from what Ginter told us.”

“We won’t be leaving if I have anything to say,” Denboku grumbles as his Golem burrows his way up out of the ground behind the pit. He stalks past the pair to cross the simple bridge over the river to the southern side, catching sight of Ress coming his way with Zisu and Colza in tow. Giving a short wave, Ress breaks away to go cover the eastern gate again as the Captains all assemble.

“Something up, Commander?” Zisu says immediately before even stopping, her face pulled into a worried expression that seemed to mirror Sanqua’s, while Colza’s was filled with anxious energy. “Ress mentioned that he saw you speaking to a local?”

Denboku nods stiffly, setting his jaw for a moment as he thinks. “Mai is a member of one of the native Clans,” he starts, noticing the look of understanding on Zisu’s face and the grimace on Colza’s. “She says that her leader will be here in a few days time, and she’s also made it clear that she, at the very least, believes we are overstaying our welcome.”

Zisu, Colza, and Sanqua all share a look at one another, while Tao Hua simply glances away from the conversation. Finally, Colza speaks. “Are we in claimed land?”

A fair question. While a part of the reason that they had chosen this strip of land to build their homes was because it was by a river and relatively flat and protected, it was also because Ginter had claimed he’d never seen a Clans Member in this area. The Gingko Guild had even led their ships here before splitting off to land in their usual port on the eastern edge of the island, to ensure that they landed in supposedly unclaimed territory. “She didn’t say anything of the sort,” Denboku says after a moment of deliberation. “Just not to claim ownership of it ourselves.”

“Which we are by building,” Tao Hua says bluntly, looking past his juniors to look over the mostly finished structures that line the small road that they have leading toward the beach. “Homes, stores, farmland, and a large office for the Galaxy Team’s management. We even have a security detail, and signs.” Tao Hua scowls and spits on the ground in the direction of the entrance to the Village where Mai and Kamado had spoken. “Which they should have done if they wanted to claim this land themselves.”

“The Emperor doesn’t put a sign upon every shaku of land,” Denboku chides with a sharp glare. “And yet I don’t see you claiming ownership of Viridian Forest, Tao.”

“The Emperor is a mightier foe than some backcountry Clans,” Tao Hua mutters before turning away from Denboku entirely while Sanqua steps between them.

“What is the plan going to be, Commander?” Her eyebrows were knit together in worry, but her mouth was pulled into a determined frown. “Should we halt our work?”

Denboku sighs again, bringing a hand up to stroke his moustache as he thinks. “No, continue to finish the housing. Halt work on the Galaxy Hall, though.” Sanqua nods, and with a flick of Denboku’s head, she rushes to the pit where the Hall would be to stop the workers still there. “As for the preparations for the Leader of the Clan to arrive, we should prepare to ready defenses.”

“Ready the defenses?” Zisu asks with an incredulous tone, giving Denboku an unsure look. “Putting up an aggressive front doesn’t sound smart, sir.”

“You’re right, Zisu,” Denboku says with a nod. “I simply want you to have security on the southern end, and people ready to move to the eastern gate if needed. I do not want to start an altercation, but if they seek to remove us by force, we must be prepared to defend ourselves.”

Colza and Zisu look at each other, still uneasy at the thought, but Zisu eventually nods. “Alright. I’ll get people together. Hopefully the ship that Cyllene is on will be here in time for this meeting, she would do good to cover the east gate for us.”

“I’ll be sure to get some Medicinal Leeks growing,” Colza says with a sigh. “I’ll probably have to uproot one of the Sitrus saplings, but I think I still have a pot to fit it in.” With that, both of the younger Captains broke away from the meeting. With a final nod, Denboku dismisses Tao Hua back to his shop, and walks down the singular street south out of the village, back to the beach.

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October 15, 1869

It had been just after daybreak that the young sentry Rei, fresh off of the boat, had seen the group approaching through the Fieldlands, still nearly an hour away. This gave Jubilife time to prepare, though, with the Captains all getting themselves presentable and meeting with Denboku Just outside of the simple gate that Sanqua had finished working the afternoon before. Within the town, multiple houses were now finished on the far side of the river, arranged in two parallel rows facing each other.

“How many did Rei see approaching?” Denboku asks Cyllene, Zisu’s number two, as he approaches the gate himself. Cyllene had been an unexpected friend in Hoenn several years prior when Denboku and Beni had gone down there in a chase after a rebel Lord. And with her time with Professor Zelkova Elm having ended, she was willing to join the Galaxy Team with her protege Rei.

“He claims there were seven people,” she says brusquely, keeping a hand on her sheathed katana while her Abra hovered nearby. “There was a large Stantler-like Pokemon, and what seemed to be a large Bird Pokemon flying overhead with one of the seven riding it.”

Denboku nods and looks out over the Fieldlands. Even from this distance, the Bird Pokemon was visible as it soared through the sky, presumably keeping an eye over the group directly below. “And that is it? Seven people and two Pokemon? That Mai woman had a Munchlax with her, did Rei happen to catch sight of it?”

Cyllene shakes her head, her gaze never leaving the Commander’s. Denboku nods, and turns to watch as Zisu arrives with Sanqua. “Then we can assume that at least one of them will have a Pokemon with them, if not each of them. Zisu, how are the defenses?”

Zisu straightens her top and gives Denboku a short bow. “Ress and Wenton are on standby down the road, and Cyllene’s Abra will teleport them in if they end up being needed.”

Denboku nods, and turns to Sanqua. “And did you finish the safehouse at the end of the Village? It looked complete when I went by this morning.”

Sanqua nods as Colza runs up to the group, tying his sash in place as he does so. “It’s fortified well enough to withstand your Snorlax running into it, and the tunnel to Prelude Beach is sufficient. If needed, the entire town could escape to the boats at the beach.”

Denboku nods grimly again as Tao Hua approaches the gate and passes through. “With Celebi’s grace, that won’t need to come to pass. Let us hope that this Leader is more willing to talk than Mai was.”

The Galaxy Captains stand in an uncomfortable silence for some time. They had all made good time arriving at the gate, and if Rei’s estimate was correct (which had proven to be reliable previously), they were still some 15 minutes away. Though Jubilife was up the hill from the Fieldlands proper, the gate was actually just past the crest of the hill, thus they didn’t have a good vantage of how close the traveling group actually was.

It was near the 50 minute mark that the large Bird Pokemon suddenly shot forward towards Jubilife Village, causing Denboku, Zisu, and Cyllene to all tense as it flew over their heads. No attack came, however, as the bird went to the far cliffs on the western edge of the Village and wheeled around to circle the entirety of the Village before returning to its previous location, dipping down out of sight.

“That rider looked quite old,” Tao Hua mutters, rubbing the sun from his eyes as the bird takes back to the air after a few minutes, now without said rider. “They must be quite experienced if they wouldn’t slip at such an age.”

“Did any of you recognize that bird?” Sanqua asks as they watch it come slowly closer, its tight circles showing that it was now following the group once more, and that they were quite close. As everyone gathered shook their heads, she sighs and slumps her shoulders. “So a native and unknown Pokemon. Let’s hope we don’t need to worry about it.”

Native and unknown. “Cyllene,” Denboku says, looking over at the swordswoman, who faces him in response. “Depending on how this talk goes with the Leader of the Clan, I want you to contact our Professor friend in Hoenn. He mentioned that some professor in Galar was looking for a project to work on with grant funding?”

Cyllene blinks, then nods in recognition. “Yes, sir.” With that, she looks over at the hill, and nods slightly towards it as she begins to step back towards the gate. “It seems our visitors have arrived.”

The Galaxy Team turns to face the road as a large Deer Pokemon crests the hill, the morning sun shining off its horns and giving it a slightly golden appearance to its fur. Atop it sat Mai, perched sideways, looking up from her conversation with a young man next to her. The young man’s hair was down, hanging to his shoulders with the bottom edges seemingly dyed green and an open blue haori with white trim.

Behind the two was a small group of others in blue clothing. A taller man with long lilac hair and a conical hat; A young woman with bright red hair with a red gradient on her legwear; A tall dark-skin man who was looking around everywhere with an anxious energy; Finally, an old man who notably was using a cane with a pair of simple slit goggles hanging from his neck, and a young girl with tumbling green hair running behind him, wide eyes staring directly at Denboku.

Once the group comes closer, Denboku breaks away from his Captains and takes a few steps forward, bowing at the waist in greeting before straightening up. “Greetings, Clansmen,” he says in Hisuian. “I am Commander Kamado, of the Galaxy Team.” Unsure of who exactly to speak to, Denboku put his gaze mostly towards the old man.

The young man looks up at Mai with a sly grin, then shakes his head and steps forward in kind, raising a hand and pushing it forward in some form of salute. “Greetings, Commander Kamado-han,” he says in heavily accented Johto-ben. “I agree with Mai, it would probably be easier to speak your language.”

The young man takes a moment to look over the group, and nods with the smile still on his face. “My name is Adaman, and I am the Leader of the Diamond Clan. I appreciate you making sure to be punctually, it’s always nice to be met at the gates instead of waiting around and wasting time. Good thing, too, because I believe we have some discussion ahead of us about you being here on my Clan’s land, yes?”

#pokemon legends arceus #pokemon legends arceus fic #eagle nebula fic #electric trains fic #pokemon kamado #commander kamado #pokemon zisu #captain zisu #pokemon adaman #diamond clan adaman #pokemon cyllene #captain cyllene #pokemon mai #warden mai

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definitelynotshouting · 1 year ago

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Do not apologise at all for responding late!! Holiday burnout is so real, theres sm to organise so I understand completely 😅. I hope youre getting some rest between xmas and the new year, or that at least whatever you have planned isnt too hard on you :)

I am 100% willing to believe you blessed my flight lmao, hopefully it works on the way back as well :D

Is it weird to say i dont think ive ever had a blackberry before?? Idk i might have had one when i was a kid but when you mentioned the blackberry jam I completely blanked. So um. Hope it was good?

Oh no your cat!! D: Hope he's all better now

YES I WOULD LOVE TO TELL YOU ABOUT MALAYSIAN FOOD!! I would show u pics but um 🧍->🏃‍♂️💨. Ur gonna have to google it king LOL. The first day back my dad and I went out to a mamak stall (basically just a restaurant for malay-chinese-indian food), and I had roti canai (a type of flatbread with curry) and teh tarik, which I have missed dearly. I dont typically like normal english breakfast tea so getting to have authentic teh tarik was SO GOOD. Teh tarik (translating to "pulled tea") is made with condensed milk and gets its name from how after the drink is mixed it gets continuously poured over and over from one container to another until it gets super frothy.

I've also been getting reacquainted with my favourite fruits 🥰 that you cant get in Australia like mangosteen and jambu air (ai-yer). Mangos and dragon fruit you can get in australia but. um. Theyre bad. They just taste like sweet water. Also unfortunately for me rambutan i havent been able to find rambutan 😔😔. Those look similar to lychee but they taste pretty different, less tangy and sweeter.

Ive gone out with a friend to have cendol (c promounced as a "ch") which is a cold desert with coconut milk and rice jelly, along with other toppings should you choose it. Im also in the process of convincing my bff to do a 3h road trip with me specifically for food in a city called Ipoh 😭 wish me luck.

AND, im getting one of my relatives to teach me how to make rendang and char kway teow. The rendang specifically because the one she makes i prefer over what's usually made in restuarants. I think it's a state difference in recipes or smtg? So the ones you'll find in restuarants are KL/Selangor rendang and she makes from Kedah. Thats just a theory tho im not actually sure.

🧍 i realise this ask has become like 70% about food so i apologise. But. In my defense you asked >:) /j

ANYWAY. I hope youve gotten a break from the holiday work or at least have one coming up <33 Take care of yourself; indulge in your cheeses :D

-☀️

SUN ANON HELLOOOOOO im so excited to hear you got those desserts, those sound AMAZING...... also i looked up all the foods you mentioned and MAN THESE LOOK GOOD.... im a shrimp lover im gazing so hard at the char kway teow...... 👀👀👀👀👀 also holy shit these fruits look so cool???? Thats WILD ive literally never heard of these before and im having a lot of fun looking them up online and reading about their flavours and stuff!!!! Incredibly curious about mangosteen, i was not expecting it to be white inside when i looked it up and just like, the contrast of the purplish rind vs the white insides is SO neat to look at, like that feels really good on my eyeballs if that makes sense JSDBEKDNMDD also also teh tarik sounds and looks amazing i want to try that SO bad now omg

Its so funny you say that about blackberries bc where i live we have them literally growing everywhere on the side of the road AKDNWKDNKWDN in the summer when they start putting out fruit one of my roommates will sometimes go out and just pick a bunch for the whole household, and they always taste SOOOOO much better than the store-bought ones. Im genuinely not sure how to describe the taste of blackberry other than like. Its very sweet but also very tart (i go for the slightly less ripe ones tbh bc i prefer tart things to super sweet) at the same time, and sorta pops in your mouth a little bit when you chew it. Honestly its one of my favorite fruits i would highly recommend them if you can find em anywhere!!!!

My resolution this year is a bit silly but i wanted to go for a very fun easy one, so its to use every sticker i own this year :] ive already started by putting a few on the creeper minifridge that my roomie got me for xmas 😂😂😂😂😂😂 and i have some scrapbook ideas as well to use my fancier ones that my friends have gotten me!!!! Also you are so valid about the writing-- tbh if you wrote more than expected then it sounds like you succeeded instead of failed, so thats awesome!!! :DDD

I hope you're doing well on your travels, sun anon!! And when the time comes may your flight back to Australia be as peaceful and pleasant as the one you experienced when you left it :]

#shouting speaks #asks #long post #THIS RULES I LOVE LEARNING ABOUT STUFF #i wish i could share more in return!!! at least there's blackberries 😂😂😂😂#txt

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callsignfangs · 1 year ago

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Any basic Farah Headcannons you got?

Also, do you ship her with Alex? (Just curious, no prejudice on ur opinion OP)

Tysmm anon I love getting to rant abt my girl 😚😚

Honestly, I think faralex is pretty cute :] I don’t really go outta my way to ship it bc I feel like Farah deserves more attention just as a character outside of ships, but I def love seeing the cute art and fics of them!! (Daily alex keller is where i get like 99% of my faralex, alex and gazalex fix. We love daily ak in this blog. /lh)

Now for farah hcs 😇

• 100% overprotective of people she loves. She knows better than to actually physically fight someone, but, depending on how bad the situation was, she knows how to absolutely destroy someone socially and never get caught. Like, you pick on one of her brothers/sisters and suddenly the next day everyone thinks you cheated on your husband and egged someones house.

• Def does art. Not necessarily like stylised portraits or anything, just tends to carry around a pen and a scrap of paper on missions and doodle pretty sights or happy moments in her free time.

• Doesn’t actually braid her own hair. She tried to learn in the past, but it never really caught on for her. She usually gets one of her brothers or sisters to do it for her, otherwise just puts it into a quick bun when she needs to.

• Has an absolute bleeding heart for animals. Will totally go out of her way to give food to stray cats and dogs wherever she goes, and if she settles down, the local stray animal population 100% crowds at her door every morning for snacks.

• Probably tried to adopt wild animals as a kid. Gave her parents a heart attack when her little 5 yo self walked in with a baby brown bear staring silently at them.

• Has a lot of scars. Obviously a lot of them are from missions and work, but surprisingly most of them are from stupid childhood stuff. Like, you could leave her alone in a padded room for a whole five seconds and you come back to at least three broken objects, something inedible in her mouth and a massive scrape across both of her arms. She wasn’t a stupid kid, just way too curious for her own good with absolutely no survival instinct.

• The master of gifts. Like, for birthdays and holidays, everyone just eagerly awaits her gifts because she somehow nails exactly what they want, even if they don’t ask her or suggest anything.

• Unintentional queen of gossip. She encourages people to come to her with info because she trusts herself to compile it and store anything important, but 99% of the time she only has drama being told to her. Like, sure, she could tell you the exact details of enemy movements to the centimetre, but she could also tell you about why Fatima broke up with her third boyfriend and how it was definitely his fault.

• Loves customising her appearance in little ways. She’ll have new nail designs and cute little hair bobbles and stuff like that pretty much daily. Def wants to dye her hair or do intricate makeup, but it’s just not practical or safe with her work.

• Hates ladders when they’re stood up by themself. She’s completely fine when they’re leaning on a steady surface, but otherwise put her anywhere above the second step and she’s shaking like a dog on a cat tower.

• Loves sleeping w people platonically. Just enjoys the safety of not being alone and trusts herself to look after the other person while they’re so vulnerable.

• Always doing something with her hands, from fidgeting with her hair, clothes, ect to just constant gestures while talking. Probably knows how to sew, knit, crochet, crack her fingers loud enough to wake the whole base, the lot.

• Is the kinda person who almost never get sick to the point where their immune system is a myth to their friends/family - until they get absolutely knocked out by the most vicious virus you’ve seen (and then bounce back after a few weeks somehow completely fine, like nothing happened).

• Just outright refuses to sleep with a blanket. Will tolerate a quilt, but absolutely refuses blankets. She loves to cuddle up in one while hanging out in the day or just unwinding, but literally can’t sleep at all with one.

• Can’t sit normally for the life of her. Put her on a chair and after maybe five minutes, her legs are each laid over a different end of the chair and she’s hanging from it upside down. /j

• Loves lego sets, just never gets to have them. Imagine that joke of giving guys that lego star wars falcon or sumt ship set and they’ll be completely distracted with it, just turn it up tenfold and add a little more rage.

• Has nightmares over the stupidest stuff. Like, there’s all that trauma nightmare material for her brain to feast on yet she wakes up in a cold sweat over a dream of serial killing cornflakes.

• Can’t massage for shit but is like the base’s personal chiropractor. You complain about your back aching? Five minutes later you’ve been folded perfectly over a table, each one of the joints in your body cracking with a decibel count similar to that of a volcanic eruption and your bones suddenly fresh as the day you were born.

• Holds really good game night kinda things. On an especially long stakeout, she’ll whip out a couple hoarded snacks and a deck of cards and it’s like a family game night all over.

• Surprisingly sentimental. She tries to avoid having too many, if any, personal objects just because she knows she’ll probably have to leave them behind eventually, even if her situation is stable at that moment. She totally has a favourite gun with a name that she treats like her firstborn child, though.

• Has no idea how to comfort people but is somehow absolutely amazing at it. You could be bawling your eyes out, experiencing literally the worst day of your life, whole world crumbling around you, and she’d just sit there in a too-long silence with a hesitant hand on your shoulder, awkwardly mumbling ‘there, there’, and it would inexplicably be the most comforting sensation you’d ever experienced. She just gives off a warm, cosy kinda energy.

• Gleeks on command. Just for funsies.

• Refuses to use any kind of non-manual toothbrushes (electric, sonic, ect). She just hates the feel of them in her mouth.

• Rages pretty easily but refuses to show that in front of her brothers & sisters. Likes to be a kind of role model to them so avoids being overly violent or rude like the plague (generally isn’t either of those without good cause, but esp not with them).

• Overanalyses things for fun. Partly as a bit of a military habit, but she also enjoys deep diving into the things she loves and explores loads of different ideas/meanings to them, and is really passionate about them. It also gives her a kinda fulfilled, safe feeling that honestly my girl deserves more of 😭 /lh

I might add more to this later when my brain kicks back in again 😇

Sorry if this isn’t exactly all hc material, I’m not too great with them, I usually stick to little scenarios and general stuff like that lol. I still enjoyed dumping these little ideas, tysm anon 😚🫂

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