#sorry legend but it's actually gonna get worse from here

[jackstheprinceofhearts]

Jacks is described as a villain based on the synopsis which I find really odd since he was barely one in the caraval series. How villainous do you think he will be? Do you think Jack would somehow get desensitized from trying to save Eva multiple times? 

ok honestly i totally agree, people act like he was so evil and horrendous in caraval when he really was not that bad. i mean i personally disliked legend more and found some of the stuff he did to be low-key worse.

also, to answer the question about if i think he'll be a major villain or not; i think he's being described as the villain because that's how everyone (except eva really) perceives him in the story. if you really think about it, barely anyone actually likes jacks. also, he's a villain to himself and he's literally said that ("i'm a villain even in my own story" or something like that) so i think that's part of the reason but no i don't think he's gonna just become way more evil again like bro had character development but i think it will be more of us getting to see how he actually is when he's pissed off because really we don't see much of him like incredibly filled with rage to where he's out here murdering people that much LMAO

sorry if my rambling was confusing but you brought this upon yourself.

[autumnwyvern]

idk why but I'm gonna soapbox for a moment. its MY blog and I get to decide when I post a rambly rant!

People need to get it absorbed into their minds that a translation error and a deliberate localization change are not the same thing. A translation error is when two similar sounding/looking words get mixed up, or (in the case of JP-ENG which is what I'm about to really get into here) really inconsistent romanizations for proper nouns, or characters getting misgendered/having the wrong pronouns. There are tons of things. Read Legends of Localization. Read anything with the title of "This Be Bad Translation" because they are extremely funny, and then read the more informative articles. Buy the books even. For even further FURTHER reading Capcom has a really good track record with their localizers just talking about their games and the decisions they made in articles/blog posts. Actually let me reference one now to make a point:

Maya Fey in the original script loves a big hearty bowl of ramen. Adores it. And girl... I understand. However if you've played the english Ace Attorney games you may recall in those she really loves a big juicy burger. Is this a mistranslation? Did the localizers somehow goof up and say burger instead of ramen? No. The global release of the first game came out in 2005 and at that point in time most Americans who knew was a real bowl of ramen was were either Japanese-American, been to Japan, or a huge stinkin anime nerd. Everyone else if you told them to imagine ramen they'd picture a cup noodle. So if you want to go for mass appeal you think to yourself. Okay. What would be the American equivalent in this situation. A hearty cultural food that one may want to get to celebrate a job well done. And they landed on burgers. It was a deliberate, thought-through choice. And while you, personally, may feel that it was a mistake. It fundamentally isnt. There is no 100% right way to localize something. Theres a lot of factors to consider! And sometimes a change in how these factors are approached leads to my next point.

A character having slightly different mannerisms or way of speech between games is also, not inherently a mistranslation. If you are my age consider for a moment the anime localizations of our youth. Digimon Adventure. Early seasons of Pokemon. Sailor Moon. They were really allowed to go "off-script" and ham it up and make a bunch of jokes that weren't in the original, but I look back on them fondly and I know others do too! Being more loose and going for the overall vibes and doing so in a way that (hopefully) appeals to your audience is a perfectly fine way to do things. But now anime (and manga) localization has changed a lot. There is a lot more emphasis on "accuracy" and having a "true" translation. Which like isn't a thing that exists. In fact, often times being too 1:1 literal makes a localization worse and clunky and weird. But the point is in more modern "accurate" translations those characters often act a little differently. Neither of those versions are wrong its just a different approach. But it is in Splatoon where I think you can really see it in stark contrast, because in the first game the North American localization were allowed to freestyle it a bit more. In general they gave characters more bombastic personalities and weird little quirks that like werent in the european english version at All. So Splatoon becomes a hit, it is like The Game that ppl are buying a Wii U for, so the sequels roll around and the leash gets tightened a bit. You will sometimes see people say things like the translations got Better or crack jokes about how nintendo must have fired the old guys or whatever. But what happened is. They are going for brand consistency. Now all the English scripts are mostly the same (sorry not sorry for infecting the european english version with briish Spyke). Which is to say they are trying to avoid different versions from having really different interpretations of characters but they are still in some ways allowed to put their own little spin on things. Which brings me to the actual. true reason for all this meandering.

No. Craig saying "I don't see species" is not a mistranslation. Its a localization choice. Here we have a situation where we are trying to convey an older man who isnt Hip with it anymore but kind off thinks he is. Just a real out of touch guy. He means well but still has some internalized prejudices. Americans are really familiar with people saying "I don't see race." Like. He is A Grandpa. That is an extremely grandpa thing to say when someone challenges them on if they are going to be chill that there is someone of a different race over for dinner. It's fine. If you had a strong reaction to him saying that thats good, even. Like idk I wasn't in the room when they made that specific choice but I imagine they wanted to licit that "oogh uh oh no you cant say that grandpa yiikes 😬" reaction. Like idk I think that was their intent and it worked. And thats why we are still talking about it years later. (also, as more of an aside. I don't think him being Nicer to marina/eight in the JP script means he isn't still kinda racist towards octolings? Like the first thing he does in splatoon 3's story mode is announce the octarians are back and Totally behind whats going on and need to be stopped. He says this even if you are an octoling. dude got divorced so hard he became racist, I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this. Marie is also kind of racist too. Sorry! that doesn't make them Bad Characters and that you are Bad for enjoying them btw. It just means they have character flaws. which is good and normal and cool.)

[thechaoscryptid]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. spread the self-love ❤

Thanks for thinking of me, nonnie 🥰 This was actually a lot harder than I thought it was going to be, picking 5?? It was a good excercise in remembering I actually do like a lot of my past catalogue lmfao

The summaries got kinda long and I also wanted to do a little commentary on each so I'm gonna put the full post under a cut but the short list is:

Singularity (Shigadabi)

i've looked for love in every stranger (to get to you) (Sylvix)

Hello, My Name Is Human (Odazai)

Divinity (Matchablossom)

Blur (Sheith)

Singularity | ShigaDabi | General

Alpha Arietis dies in a brilliant storm, spraying billions of years’ worth of accumulated gas and matter through the cosmos as it collapses in on itself. Great fingers of dust reach toward the endless abyss, and cradled in the palm of the cooling nebula, a godling sleeps. His heart is white-hot and aching, all the pain of his progenitor’s end pulsing through him as he curls in on himself. The gazes of the other gods weigh heavily on him as the universe swims into focus. Their whispers ripple across galaxies to wash over his still-tender form, awakening in him an anger that beams into the darkness as his eyes open, twin crimson spheres cutting through the endless night.

This was such a fun style experiment!! I wrote it for a zine and it was by far the shortest fic bc I decided to go with the dialogue-less option; it felt better suited to the space vibe.

I looked up so many astronomy facts for this too, which was fun bc I'm a bit of a space bitch (even though I probably fucked it all up for the ~narrative~ lmao). Did you know! Beta Capricorni, one of the stars in Capricorn (Dabi's sign and mine - we share a birthday, and it is my favorite BNHA factoid), is commonly known as Dabih, derived from an Arabic legend saying Beta Capricorni and Alpha Capricorni, aka Algedi, were "the lucky stars of a slaughterer."

I really really want to dive further into the concept of gods being birthed from dying stars at some point - there's so much I didn't get to in this fic just bc of limits and themes and such, but I think it's fucking cool even if it's not popular.

i've looked for love in every stranger (to get to you) | Sylvix | Explicit

“Yeah. Listen, Fe, I’m sor—” “Don’t,” Felix says. When Sylvain opens his mouth to protest, Felix cuts him off. “Seriously, don’t. I don’t want your apologies.” Sylvain arches a brow. “I just want you—” (And oh, those words on their own are nearly enough to unwind that barbed wire, but somehow it hurts worse knowing it’s not what Felix really means.) “—to be better.” Felix takes a deep breath, turns to the kitchen counter, and fiddles for a second too long with the tabs on the pizza boxes. “I hate watching you hurt yourself.”

Man, where do I start with this one. I picked at this fic for over a year and a half before deciding to finish it for a bang, and I'm so happy about how it turned out. One theme that shows up a lot in my writing is "love is an action and a choice," and I think this fic showcases that beautifully.

Sylvain's so fucked up here and I love him so much. This timestamp from the middle of a breakdown and subsequent guilt about said breakdown just...really hits home. And Felix being there - CHOOSING to remain there - through that one and all previous ones? clenches fist They're in love, your honor.

I just think it's important to show that being kind of a shitty person doesn't preclude you from being loved, nor should it.

Hello, My Name Is Human | Odazai | Mature

“No need for sorry,” Oda says, the words automatic. “That’s not your place.” It’s the wrong thing to say, comes out nothing like he’d intended. Dazai flinches as though he’s been shot, curling up into himself and away from Oda before scrambling to his feet. There’s no easy grace in his movements today, only a quick, jerky retreat before Oda comes to his senses and darts after him. He wraps a hand around Dazai’s forearm to tug him back, and there’s nothing but rawness in Dazai’s eye when he turns around. “Let me go,” he says icily. “It’s not your place.”  “Dazai.” “Fuck off,” Dazai mutters, shrugging Oda’s hand away. “I’ll go die alone, then. In my place.” “Hey,” Oda says, soft as anything as Dazai’s turned half away. He holds his palms out, the same way he would for a stray or lost child. Dazai takes a shuddering breath. “I’m sorry,” he continues. “Your place-” “An executive doesn’t have a place,” Dazai says. “A weapon doesn’t need one.”

This was the spiritual precursor to in the morning i'll be with you, and upon rereading, I realized I wrote pretty much the same fic twice 😅 There's just something that hits EVERY time about softness in the face of bluntness about doing and wanting terrible things. I chose this one instead of in the morning because of one of the places the two fics diverge, actually.

In this fic, Oda actually says "I love you" to Dazai and Dazai does not take it well, and it feels important to me that not every I love you is received with an equally passionate "omg I love you too." But like I said for the Sylvix above, it's also important that it's expressed, even if it hurts or isn't received or reciprocated.

Divinity | MatchaBlossom | Explicit

“I don’t need anyone,” Kaoru whispers. He’s always been good at making bad decisions when it comes to Kojiro; this is another in a long line of failures and he’s not willing to admit yet that maybe Adam fucked him up past the point of no return. “It’s fine,” he mumbles when he hears Kojiro shifting. He’s too afraid to watch him walk away. “You can just go.” And instead of leaving, Kojiro shuffles forward and hugs him. Kaoru is surrounded by impossibly gentle arms and the scent of pine, and though he’s used to the latter, he hasn’t been touched like this in a long, long time. “I’m not going to go,” Kojiro says softly. His face is buried in Kaoru’s shoulder, lips warm where they brush across his skin. “I’d say sorry, but I’m not, Kaoru. I don’t want to.”

God this fic actually kickstarted my writing motor after being really burnt out and plateaued on skill for a while. While it's not my most technically skilled fic (I don't think any on this list are, tbh?), it was fun to write and it's still fun to read.

I loved being able to take a softer turn with Kaoru's anxiety as opposed to some of the harder mental health issues I'm used to expressing in my writing. And Matchablossom were really just out there on screen being Like That at all moments, huh? Their dynamic is just such a joy to play with, whether it's softer like this or harder like some of my other SK8 fics.

Blur | Sheith | Mature

“Everything I’ve done, everything I’ve made of myself, and it still isn’t enough. You know they always said shoot for the stars? I didn’t just shoot, Shiro, I helped save those stars. Where is there to go from there? There’s no coming back down to Earth after you’ve seen realities collapse around you. There’s no normal.” “It doesn’t need to be normal,” Shiro says. “I WANT normal!” Keith’s chest heaves, throat raw with the force of his insistence as his truth is birthed into the world. Twenty-five years’ worth of longing shake themselves loose from inside him and when they bleed out, so does his energy. He sinks to his knees, shaking as he repeats the words again and again. “I want normal. I want to be normal, Shiro, why can’t I be normal?”

This fic is just 9k of me bleeding my truth onto the screen, I'll be real (it should also be stated my self-destructive behaviors aren't physically harmful, that's artistic license). It hurt to write and it hurts to reread bc not much has changed in the years since I wrote it, but it's good, and I stand by the rawness of the narration. Dealing with a personality disorder and suicidal ideation (especially unmedicated and without therapy - bitches be rawdogging reality and I'm bitches) fucking blows. It's exhausting, and it makes you feel inhuman.

This scene especially knocked a few realizations loose for me, bc I don't remember writing it; my head just shut off, and then I looked at the page and went "ah. Oh dear. This feels like something I need to unpack, huh." And here we are, several years later, still unpacking lmao

[triforce-of-mischief]

if you want to, feel free to talk more about trust fall and poor unfortunate souls 👍 id love to hear more of your thoughts :)

sorry for taking a few days, i forgot the original question by now (if there was one) so we’re doing a mini director’s cut ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Poor Unfourtunate Souls:

“You know, nothing you can do to me will make me talk,” the vet drawled, hiding apprehension under snark.

look. look. opening a scene where legend is snarky at first, but we all know it’s a front and then it crumbles so fast- that makes me go feral, I will never get tired of writing it.

Legend scowled, thinking hard about what would be safe to say without being an obvious lie. “One has a huge, ferocious wolf that follows him around everywhere. Could maul you in a heartbeat, but obeys every command from him. Another hates mirrors. Show him his reflection and he’ll be depressed for a week. Oh, and one guy? Pillows, blankets, anything soft and cuddly.”

just one of those little things i was so proud of thinking of :) it’s so fun to write hints that the readers but not the characters will understand.

“You want the truth?” Legend asked, and the blademaster inclined his head. “I don’t know. I’ve been locked up in here for ages, they could be anywhere by now.”

that moment when he realizes that he’s not getting anywhere by being funny and he takes the risk of telling the truth but it’s not enough-

Now that they finally, finally, had a safe and quiet moment, Legend took the time to actually inspect Four. The smith’s breathing was ragged and wet, and Legend prayed that his lungs were free of water. Liquid dribbled from Four’s mouth, nose, and eyes; water and bodily fluids combining into one sticky mess. The tips of his hair were damp, and the feather which usually swayed from his ear was now heavy and still. His broken wrist was clutched to his chest with his other hand to reduce agitation.

if i knew how to render i would draw this in a heartbeat. gonna go cry over the poor thing instead :(

Four’s eyes were wide, swirling with blue and red, but then he narrowed them and nodded determinedly.

foreshadowing for the eventual sequel!! right now vio and green are in shock so the most emotional colors are stuck in the front. red is still terrified and blue is too, but the latter is trying his hardest to direct his anger at the yiga instead of focusing on their own feelings.

Four’s mouth opened in a silent scream, lungs too weak to produce anything but a high, wispy whine.

there's definitely going to be some lasting physical effects too, he just practically drowned three times for goddess' sake.

****

Trust Fall:

starting with the title this time since i already talked about the other one! this was a stand-in title that i immediately fell in love with. it represents the actual trust fall that legend shares with warriors, letting him administer the sedative. it also makes me think about how close legend was to falling (unconscious), without being able to rely on trust. if warriors hadn’t gotten there just in time, this would be a very different story.

They held him in place as he watched the remaining medic draw up a sedative in… in a…

this isn’t the only time this happens; I try to show how even thinking certain words is a big trigger for legend. even in his own mind, he can’t bring himself to fully acknowledge what’s happening.

He knew that it was worse to look but he couldn’t make himself look away and Warriors would tell him to stop but Legend was alone and scared and-

here’s a writing tip! run-on sentences are very good for when you want to portray that your character is spiraling into a panic. shorter sentences work for a character who can barely think because their panic is more of the hyperventilating kind.

Then the captain spoke, and Legend realized that he was furious. His tone cold and commanding as he ordered the other soldiers to “Release him. Now.” “B-but sir,” the soldier on Legend’s right said, “He’s highly dangerous and violent.” “So am I,” Warriors hissed. “Hands. Off.”

*obligatory pause for the screaming fangirls*

He let out a ragged sob, and let Warriors pull him into a loose embrace.

in hanging by a thread, warriors asked hyrule to hold legend because hyrule is more comfortable with touch. warriors is able and willing to provide physical comfort if there's no other option, and he doesn't hesitate for a moment this time. anything to help his brother feel safe.

While Legend did that, Warriors looked over his shoulder at the confused medic. “Put that away,” he whispered, nodding at the syringe in their hand. [...] Legend heard a few soft clicks as they capped the needle and hid the syringe in a drawer.

this is the first time that legend actually acknowledges the fact that the medic is wielding a syringe. warriors' presence helps him face his fears even the tiniest bit.

He could do this. He was still injured for goddess’ sake.

fun fact i spent so long trying to figure out what injury he should have before deciding that it isn't plot-relevant enough to bother wasting my time on it.

If Warriors asked if he was ready, Legend didn’t think that he would say yes. Warriors gently loosened Legend’s hands and held them in his own. “Come with me,” he said, pulling Legend up to stand with him.

warriors knows. he knows that asking would make things worse, so he just takes things into his own hands. he's exactly who legend needs right now.

Legend heard the rustle of fabric as Warriors awkwardly unclipped his scarf. He fumbled to undo the clasp with only one hand; the other was holding something.

we're back to treating the syringe as an unspoken thing... legend's fear has returned in full force and not even warriors can comfort him enough.

“I’ll be fast. Just a few moments, then you can rest.” The cadence of Warriors’ voice was steady, almost unnaturally so.

this isn't easy for warriors either. he hates that he has to do this again, but he can't let legend know that. maybe i'll mess around with a warriors pov someday...

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1044: Beartrap & Me (Epithet Erased)

6:45 p.m. at Sweet Jazz City's Beachy Shores

Molly: (Giggles Softly While Sitting Next to her Boss Beside Her on a Campfire Log) No way!~ Did that seriously happened?

Giovanni: (Chuckles Lightly) Yeah, really! Like, a literal moutain goat, (Quickly Grabs his Chin) not really sure who it belonged to by the way, just barging in, starts chasing everyone of us around the house, and wrecked and chewed off almost EVERYTHING inside! The plants, furniture, wires, he even demolished Ben's 3DS with his own hooves!

Ben: (In the Distance Helping the Rest of the Voyz Cook on the Grill) A Legend of Zelda, Ocarina of Time 3DS! Which costed me MY ENTIRE ALLOWANCE BY THE WAY!! I hate that FREAKING GOAT!!!

Giovanni: (Immediately Covered Molly's Ears While Glaring at his Minion in the Distance) LANGUAGE, BEN!!

Ben: Sorry, Boss.

Giovanni: (Let's Go of Beartrap's Ears) Sorry about Ben. He's been salty about that incident ever since.

Molly: (Smiles Sheepishly) I-It's okay, Boss. I've heard a lot worse from actually.

Giovanni: Wait, you have?

Molly: Yeah. Mostly from the customers I had to deal with back at the Toy Store.....

Giovanni's face suddenly turns dark as the words "customers" and "had to deal with it" are in the same sentence.

Giovanni: They were giving you a hard time?

Molly: Yeah. B-But the most I've gotten were complaints and narcissism! So it wasn't all that bad. (Gives Gio a Motherly Like Glare) And you're not gonna try plotting vengeance on them for my sake either.

Giovanni: (Playfully Scoffs) Oh come on, Beartrap! What makes you think I wanna doing something like that?

Molly: (Faces Flatters onto a Deadpinned Look) Boss, it's written all over your face. Why else were you giving me that look for?

Giovanni: To...show how....(Slowly Shrugs With an Awkward Smile on his Face) Intimidating I really am?

Molly raises an eyebrow at her boss in silence. It didn't take a five year old to know that she's not falling for his half baked lies.

Giovanni: ('Groans in Defeat') Okay, fiiiine. So maybe I was planning on getting them back for you. (Frowns a Little) I just don't want anyone to make my #1 minion feel bad. (Quickly Looks Back and Forth Before Turning Back to Molly, Whispering to Her) Don't tell anyone in here I said that by the way.

Molly: (Giggles Softly) I won't~ Just promise me you won't let it bother you too much, okay?

Giovanni: (Happily Gives Molly a Thumbs Up) You got it, Beartrap!

Molly: (Notices her Boss' Other Arm is Sticking Out From Behind his Back as She Gives Him a Teasing Smirk) WITHOUT crossing your fingers together from the back~

Giovanni: (Chuckles Lightly as Moves his Other Habd From his Back) Okay, okay. I promise for real this time. (Grabs his Chin Again) Now where was I in the whole goat story?....(Suddenly Snaps his Fingers) Ah yeah. The part where it destroyed Ben's 3DS or whatever.

Ben: (In the Distance) That goat can go suck the RIGHT PART OF MY-

The Boyz: BEN!

Spike: MY GOD, DUDE! LET IT GO!

Ben: I'M SORRY! I just....really missed my game a lot!

Giovanni: (Rolls his Eyes) Anyways, after that ordeal happened, the goat kept chasing us around the house a few more minutes till Crusher suddenly swooped in out of nowhere, grabs him by the horns, and delivered the most devastating DDT throwdown I've ever seen in my life!

Crusher: NO ONE HURTS MY FRIENDS AND BOSS AND LIVES TO SEE ANOTHER DAY!!

Giovanni: (Got Up and WVe at Crusher With Big Grin on his Face) WELL SAID, BIG GUY!~ SO PROUD OF YOU!~

Crusher: (Immediately Starts Stammering and Blushing While Watching his Crush Boss Happily Waving at Him) Y-Y-Y-Your p-p-p-proud!!!?~

Flamethrower: (Places his Hand on Crusher's Shoulder) Hey, eyes back on the grill, big guy. Don't want our food getting burnt, now do we?

Crusher: (Immediately Comes Back to his Senses and Continues Cooking) R-Right. Sorry.

Giovanni: (Sits Back Down) So yeah, after that glorious display happened, the goat's owner eventually came by and picked it up a few minutes later.....with all of our moms standing behind him the whole time. Giving all of us those....(Shivers at the Memory) menacing Mom Glares and whatnot.....

Molly: It was that scary, huh?

Giovanni: The most terrifying thing in the world, Beartrap. And they did what all moms do when they caught their kids red handed in a party: they kicked the guests out, they yell and scold us while the moon still shines, they use our allowance to repair all the stuff that was broken stuff in the house, and then grounded us for a whopping month in a half.

Molly: Yikes. That couldn't have been fun.

Giovanni: ('Sighs Heavily') Trust me, Beartrap, it wasn't.....(Smiles a Little) But we did managed to become the talk of the class for the rest of the school year, so it's not all dreadful

Molly: (Smiles Back at her Boss) Oh that's good to hear at least. It's been a while since I've ever been to an actual party myself.

Giovanni: Seriously? What about your birthdays?

Molly: (Chuckles a Little Awkwardly) Yeeeeeah, funny you mentioned that. I....um....don't think I've ever celebrated my birthday in.....let's say.....three or four years....

Giovanni: (Eyes Widened in Complete Shock) You haven't celebrated your birthday in THREE TO FOUR YEARS!!!?

Molly: (Gets Startled by Gio's Sudden Outburst) I-It's not like I didn't want to celebrate it or anything! Lori's kept using her epithet to create her own fantasy world in her room all day, dad's been busy doing everything that doesn't remotely involve anything work related, meanwhile I'm the only one out if the three of us who not only have run the store as per usual, but also have to keep our home from being a literal pig stock! ('Sigh Heavily') So yeah.....Not really the best birthday memories if....I do say so myself personally.....

The words coming out his faithful minion's mouth has infuriate Giovanni to absurd extent. He knew her father was clueless, irresponsible bum of a man the first time he met him in that fantasy world Lori created a day ago, but to hear that he made his own daughter miss four....FOUR of her birthdays that she should've been celebrating at the time due to his and the older sister's lazy and careless antics has sparked a flare of anger within him that never felt before in his life up until now. If we're given the opportunity to turn back the heads of time to that day of the incident, he would most certainly uses it to bash Martain's head in as many times as he wants, regardless if it would tire him out or not.

But alas, as nice as it sounds, he is still in the present and his sweet, little Beartrap needs him now more than ever. So he takes a mental deep breath, letting his anger fade out within in and puts on a sincere, faithful grin on his face that he could Muster at the moment.

Giovanni: Well you can say goodbye to those crappy years, Beartrap. Because in a-uh- (Whispers into Molly's Ears) When is your birthday again?

Molly: In a couple of months.

Giovanni: In a couple of months! Me and boys will throw you the best birthday party could EVER hope for! Oh and your friends are invited too of course. As well as that Rick Shades fellow. I like him.

Molly: (Smiles Softly at the Thought of Rick Shades) Yeah. I like him too. And thanks, Boss. You really don't have to go out of your way to do this for me.

Giovanni: Of course I do. You're my #1 minion. I'll be always be there for you, kiddo. With that being said..(Starts Looking Away Nervously) uh....Molly?

Molly: Hm?

Giovanni: I...(Starts Rubbing The Back of his Head Back and Forth) know I might've already asked you this question last night, but.....(Takes a Deep Breath Before Turning Back to Molly With a Worried yet Firm Friwn on his Face) Are you really okay this? With me....kidnapping you and everything?

'Distant Chatter and Sound of Smaller Waves Coming to Shore'

Molly: Boss.....

Giovanni: (Starts Getting Up From his Seat and Pace Around a Bit) I know, I know it was a really bold, reckless, stupid move on my part to do last night, trust me, I already have enough crap from Trixie and Sheep Girl about it as it is-

Molly: Boss.

Giovanni: But I couldn't help it, okay? You were miserable in that toy shop and the fact that your own dad and sister never once bothered to help you out in anyway really ticked me off to no end!

Molly: Bosssss.

Giovanni: Like seriously, why the hell are you making your own twelve year old daughter do all the work while you lay around doing jack SHIT when you know damn well it was YOUR responsibility since day freaking ONE!!

Molly: Boss!

Giovanni: And it doesn't help the fact that hardly anyone sees anything wrong with this! Not even the authorities! All they seem to care about is getting their damn, stupid toys out if the shelves, no matter who is running the register! The fact that your friends, your teacher, a weird but cool wizard guy, and an annoying, useless, wannabe villain are the only ones cares more about your health and happiness than your own family and everyone else in this dumb city speaks volumes about society AS A WH-

Molly: GIOVANNI!!

Giovanni: (Finally Stops Ranting and Gives Beartrap her Full Attention) Y-Yeah, Beartrap?

Molly: (Takes a Deep Breath Before Speaking) Okay, first off, don't you EVER talk bad about yourself again! You're one of the most sweetest, passionate person I've ever have the pleasure of meeting and I refuse to believe and let you think otherwise, got it!?

Giovanni: (Immediately Salutes to Molly) Yes, ma'am! Won't ever happen again, ma'am!

Molly: (Simply Nodded) Good. And second....(Gently Grab Hold of Giovanni's Hand) Please don't stress yourself out. I'm.....(Gives Gio a Confident Smile on her Face) one hundred and one percent okay with this.

Giovanni: You...you really are?

Molly: (Happily Nodded) Yeah. I mean, sure, it's a lot to get used to, being kidnapped by the greatest supervillain this town has to offer and whatnot.

Giovanni: (Forms a Small Pout on his Face) You're not just saying that to make me feel better, are you?

Molly: Noooo, I mean it! You are a great villain and a boss. And I like I said: it'll be a lot to get used to. But to be perfectly honest, if there's anyone in this world I would spend the rest of my life with.....(Smiles Brightly at Giovanni While Gently Squeezing his Hand) I'm so glad it turns out to be you in the end.

And there it was. The bright, sparkle in her eyes, the warm, comforting she brings in the area, and a smile that would light up even the most angriest of people's moods. All of that and more was just enough to ease Giovanni's worries and focus on what's really important in front of him.

Giovanni: You know something, Beartrap? I'm a lot of things

Molly: Hm?

Giovanni: I'm loud, obnoxious, thick headed, arrogant to the extent, and above all else, I...may be am full of myself.

Molly: Boss.....

Giovanni: (A Smirk Starts Creeping Up on his Face) ('Heh') But even then, that STILL won't stop me from achieving my dreams to villainy and fulfilling my promises. That I....(Points Up into the Sunset Above Him) GIOVANNI POTAGE, will not only continue to provide my Boyz the upmost care and support....(Looks Back at Molly Woth a Determined Look.in his Face) But to also become the best damn guardian you could ever ask for. (Places his Thumb on his Chest) And that's a promise I'm willing take for the rest of my life!!!

'Sounds of More Waves Coming in and Out the Tides'

Molly: (Sighs While Putting on a Bit of a Pouty Look on her Face) Honestly.....I thought I told you to never talk down on yourself again, mister.

Giovanni: ('Sigh') Yeah, yeah. I know. Just trying set example here is all. But...you do get where I'm coming from in all of this, right?

Molly: (Smiles Softly) Yeah, I do. And I'll support and root you every step of the way. (Points her Finger and Moves it Up and Down at her Boss) But ONLY if you promise not to work yourself too hard for my sake and let me and the others help you out. We're a team now and teammates always help each other in need.

Giovanni: Very true, Beartrap. (Happily Nodded) Alright, I accept your promise. But only if YOU promise me to start going out more and enjoy being a kid for as long as you can. You're still have a lot if years ahead of you, you know?

Molly: (Nodded Back at Giovanni) Right. And a promise is a promise.

Giovanni: Spendid! As of today, Beartrap, you, I and our Boyz will take over this city and show em what we're really made of! And soon....(Picks Up Molly and Twirls her Around, Causing her to Giggle in Place) The whole WORLD will ours for the taking!

????: OHHH BOSSSSSSS!~

The duo turns to see Flamethrower staring at them in the distance.

Flamethrower: We're finally done cooking!~

Car Crash: (Smiles Brightly) Yeah and Ben hasn't made the food burnt into a crisp this time!

Ben: (Immediately Glares at the Duo Snickering Among Themselves) H-Hey! Name one time I've burned something food related!

Dark Star: Do you really want us to bring up last year's summer party incident?

Ben's eyes starts to widens as he mentally hears loud fire truck sirens and the fire burning around the house Itself, with his boss screaming out "GODDAMMIT, BEN!" ringing in his ears throughout all of it.

Ben: ('Gulp') No. I rather you not.

Dark Star: (Simply Nodded) That's what I thought. (Turns to Gio and Molly From a Distance) You guys, hurry up and get here before fire boy here strikes again.

Ben: Dude!

The Boyz: (Starts Laughing at Ben's Dispense)

Giovanni: (Chuckles Lightly) Well, you heard the man, Beartrap. Let's mosey our way over there before our food gets cold. Or burnt.

Molly: How did Ben even managed to do all of that in the first place?

Giovanni: It's another long story that I'm willing to tell ya if you want.

Molly: (Smiles Softly) Yeah. I'd like that.boh and boss?

Giovanni: Hm?

Molly moves her head over to Giovanni's cheek and gives it a soft kiss before hugging lovingly in his arms.

Molly: I love you.

Giovanni: (Hearts Begins to Melt in Pure, Genuine Happiness) Oh Beartrap.....(Happily Hugs his #1 Minion Back) I love you too. Always have and always will.

And so the duo of mischief finally begins to make their way towards the rest of the group to eat their long awaited BBQ meals. There's no telling what the future may have in store for either of them, but as long as they faced them together, side by side, they're more than up for it, as newly found villains.

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EACH AND EVERYONE YOU FOLKS! HERE'S HOPING IT GOES ALONG SMOOTHLY THIS TIME AROUND!!

@keyenuta

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[ssreeder]

ahhhhh sreedie I lost track of tiiiiime I missed an updateeee

but ykw that means?? you get double the amount of blather from yours truly this time around :D

lmao finally sokka is getting some sword training that isn’t zuko hitting him with a stick when he gets his form wrong

sorry sorry but sweaty sokka is making me think of this one tv show where the main character is panicking bc she has to distract this guy and what she decided to say as a distraction tactic is “I feel.. sticky” and I almost died of second hand embarrassment.

anyways sweaty sokka supremacy this boy needs more minor inconveniences to balance out the major inconveniences that bulldoze over his hopes and dreams

honestly I think sokka is coping pretty well given the circumstances

I’m going to expose myself here but when suki finally reunited with sokka I will admit I was physically wiggling in excitement

aw suki your girlhood dreams are about to be pulverised :((

also can I just say I adore you bc you’ve managed to perfectly balance the fact that suki is a teenage girl with what she thinks is a requited crush BUT ALSO she’s a leader and a tactician and is aware of anomalies in her surroundings at all times

slay kovi my new fav

ALSO ALSO I HAD THIS REALISATION LIKE LAST WEEK BUT WE’RE GETTING MORE AZULA WHICH MEANS WE’RE ALSO GETTING MORE CHEN OR CHAN OR CHANG OR WHATEVER THE ZHAOS BROTHER IS CALLED I FORGOT IM SO SORRY

yoooo suki coming in clutch with the gossip besties

SHEN POV SHEN POV SHEN POV SHEN POV SHEN POV SHEN POV ok yeah I’m gonna be Sooo much more annoying about shen than anybody ever was about reho. now your never gonna wanna remarry me :(

shen is more dedicated to complaining about his sore ass than zuko is to self preservation fr

zuko and shen banter that’s actually purposeful verbal attacks but I’ll pretend is banter bc it’s funny >>>

it’s not Actually funny but it’s lowkey hilarious that shen is like “fuck now I gotta be chivalrous and save zuko over myself if I ever get the chance why must I be such a gentleman woe is me” like bestie if you really didn’t want to help zuko you could just.. Not

also I think you’re handling like the racist propaganda of the fire nation about the other nations really well btw!!

lmao not morrak singling sokka out as an instigator for potential mass injury so blatantly

okay sad that sokka is suffering with communication BUT HOPEFULLY when (and I mean WHEN sreedie istg) zukka are reunited he’ll maybe have a better time trying to get zuko to like.. actually fucking talk about how he’s feeling??? maybe?? a girl can dream okay. but also it’s so real to like not be able to open up to people able difficult topics (not that I have anywhere Near the trauma these boys have) just bc you haven’t yet started talking to someone about them and it’s overwhelming to even think where to begin bc it feels like even if you could figure it out it’ll be impossible to actually convey all the nuance of how you’re feeling bc there’s just so much of it

AUNT WU pls sokka enjoy hating on spirit shenanigans I was you to experience some joy

ohoho please PLEASE let quon’s assholery and ambition bite him in the ass P L E A S E sreedie I’m begging

dude not zuko genuinely considering whether he would maintain his pride better by literally shitting his pants. I can’t anymore with this boy

“are you a good person shen”

“not all the time”

WHAT A SLAY ANSWER OMFG HES AN ICON HES A LEGEND HES-

I’m not sure whether to be scared that quon Will be worse than zhao or laugh at quon’s confidence bc there’s no way he’s worse than zhao

quick question sreedie umm how hasn’t zuko lost any teeth yet am I just supposed to suspend my disbelief about how many times he can get punched in the jaw and not suffer some serious dental damage

awww shen you DO care about zuko :3

genuinely living for shen’s belaboured feral pygmy puma dad era that zuko is forcing him to suffer through its glorious

listen all shen needs to do is leverage sokka against zuko?? like literally just bitch at him about how if he gets himself killed then sokka will be distraught and that’s like at least 60% of his attitude issues solved

do I dislike jet? yeah. do I think it’s going to be wildly entertaining to have him along for the journey? yeah.

NOT MORE OF THE FUCKING BENDER SUPPRESSANTS FUCK OFF ohohoho alas quon you are unaware about zuko being bloody superhuman when it comes to this drug

I was going to say something else but now I have forgotten but!! it’s okay bc now I am going to read the second chapter and hopefully I’ll remember it at some point when I’m writing my next comment >:)

I have been thinking of answering your asks for DAYYYYSSSSS but these damn holidays don’t wanna let me DO IT. But don’t worry ex-lover I am here!

Suki & Sokka reuniting is amazing! She is going to be a good influence on him, I feel it in my BONES!

Or he will gaslight her into thinking he is fine & she won’t be able to help with Shiiit….

Sokka hasn’t spoken to ANYONE about what happened to him except Zuko. & even his dad & Bato got the “safe version” so yeah opening up or even beginning to accept that this is a topic he will EVENTUALLY have to find words to communicate is very difficult… for some people it’s impossible. So I do feel bad for Sokka he isn’t an in easy spot.

It’s funny you mention teeth this was like a big convo in the server today so I’m going to go ahead & say zukos teeth are blessed by Agni themselves so they will not break or fall out it’s canon don’t question me.

Shens teeth are not though

I have my hand pressed against the glass window of my house staring across at your house because we don’t live together anymore but I miss you…..

[lostacelonnie]

Now uh. I must apologize it's been about a hell of a month a lot happened at once & I was havin a not so great time. Oh shit really? How was Croatia whats it like there? I hope school is goin well for you. It sounds like you had a lot of fun with it & that's what matters I'm glad you enjoyed yourself with the festival. Oh! Its doin a lot better I need to make an appointment for detail finishing I almost forgot. It's like. A forest at night lit up with a rainbow aurora. Best way I got to describe it. Me yelling at the weather when it rained 2 days ago & is warmer again today. Hot & cloudy sucks that feels like betrayal. I need to call the doctor again & see if they have openings yet that reminds me. Need to get on meds myself. May you one day get seele & sparkle. I too am saving as much as possible for firefly & I hope I can grab ruan mei too. Which happy firefly release day! Im sad it's the last penacony patch from what ive heard. Right!? Hearing she is mei was so cool penacony story is 10/10. Wait did you get through domincus round 2? Ahh I didn't get robin but I got topaz on a lucky pull. So re run time for robin. Boothill is fun but maybe later. I hope they add more ice units that department feels lacking. Did you get pela & bailu done? I still haven't. I'm gonna get clara for my 300. Thanks I did manage to get arlecchino & clorinde too really quick. Gold & gears is great & now new su mode via screwllum too. Also! New march 7th form soon. So that's cool. Clockie event kept up the good stuff & legend of the galactic baseballer too. Somnium files is a mystery detective game that was. Kinda fun. Weird as hell mystery with a lot goin on. Sorry again my life turned to madness hopefully I'll keep up a bit better now

HI HI HI!!! apologies for taking so goddamn long to respond, my already nonexistent sense of time is even WORSE during the vacations. damn i hope its better on ur side now!! i luckily have been Pretty Okay, with the school year ending and all. CROATIA WAS VERY FUN!! it was actually an academic trip for my mother so we did Marginally less exploring as usual but still! my moms colleague took us to a bunch of cool places. no sea trips tho since we were in zagreb which is quite a bit away from the coastline. but ohhh the mountains and the FOOD!! the food was SO good. theres this little [but very popular] place in zagreb called heritage with the best fucking food ive eaten in my LIFE. genuinely. school finally freed me from its grasp the last 2 weeks [altho i Did have to write some random short tests to get my red stripe] [oh wait you dont know what a red stripe is. basically the grading system in poland is from 1-6, with 1 being the worst. if your average grade at the end of the year is 4.75 or more, you get a little stripe of the polish flag on ur diploma, but we just call it the red stripe. im on a 100% streak since i even entered the education system!] so other than all that i just kind of fucked around with the entire 2 other people who even came to school. that is not an exaggeration like there were genuine 2 other people there. but i digress! the festival WAS a lot of fun. unfortunately the people from younger grades pretty often dont want to participate [i mean, i dont blame them, they just got here] so were pretty much Always short on manpower to the point we might not be able to organize one next year but thats just speculation that i hope doesnt come true ahsjfgh. OH AND THAT SOUNDS SO COOOOOOL......... and YEAH god its been a while since we started this topic and the weather STILL doesnt want to make up its mind. literally had one day ~27-30 celsius and the next around 15. annoying. and hey good luck with getting on your meds!! i got my stash covered for the next 2 months so im Chilling. god how good it is to be medicated. i feel like a deflated balloon when im not. and to think i lived most of my life like that...... AND YAYY THANK YOU!!! ALSO HOW DID YOUR PULLS GO?? i managed to get firefly and ruan meis lightcone hehehehe [50/50 won both times!]..... i was torn between rm's and firefly's but i decided i use rm in more teams AND shes like. My favorite character. so she got lightcone privileges this time. god im gonna miss penacony...... i mean were probably gonna come back here on some trailblaze continuance or whatever just like what happened with belobog and now the xianzhou but still. i Will miss it. such a well written arc. also actually im curious, whats ur fav sub-area of penacony? im a dreams edge girlie but i wonder if thats a common sentiment. the VIBE there is immaculate. AND GOD YEAHHH THAT REVEAL WAS SOOOOO GOOD. especially since it had so so many honkai references so it was basically tailored for me to like it hehehe. i DID eventually get through yeah! with slight pain but i Did. very fun bossfight although it was slightly annoying that we couldnt use our own team both times since it wouldve been much easier. CONGRATS ON THE TOPAZ!! and good luck getting robin in the future!!! i Have finally built pela and bailu (well, bailu is Still missing one good artifact but yknow she does her job even with what she has). now onto firefly and harmony tb.... god my relic AND planar ornament luck is terrible for both of them. pain and suffering but at least automated grinding is, as always, saving my sanity. ALSO WELT SINCE I FINALLY HIT 300 AND GOT HIM. IM FREE. JESUS. and WOO CONGRATS ON THE GENSHIN GIRLIES!!! i actually managed to get my laptop to cooperate with me so im also back to genshin. not playing too often since i also got into friday night funkin and its very fun But i will try to save for arle's rerun. about time i got a good elemental dps. THE NEW SU MODE IS SO FUNNNN I LOVE IT A LOT. and yeah new march looks very very cool!!! probs not gonna get her immediately but she will be mine Eventually.

wow i hit character-per-block limit. Coming Back. i Still havent played the clockie event since i heard it fixes acherons slash and i wanna keep it around a while longer..... but legend of the galactic baseballer Was fun i agree. and ooh that sounds cool!! also dont worry about it AT ALL like genuinely nbd. i personally might reply to your Next message slightly later than i already do (sorry...) bc im going on a summer camp for two weeks this sunday... pretty excited And the grass-touching is something i deeply need...

[blueempty]

I'm back on the neurodivergent sleep schedule

Todays positive thing is Pokemon Legends Zygard wahoo. I'm actually a gen 6 enjoyer and a Legends Arceus stan so this is big news for me. I'm trying not to go too hard thinking about new mega evolutions or regional variants

I did end up bummed out for a while because Kalos reminded me of my friend Morgan who i was really close to from Pokken, Malamar and Diancie are her favorite Pokémon and she got really good as Aegislash in Pokken. She just kinda vanished one day and didnt say anything before completely expunging her online presence, even her switch profiles went inactive. But I finally asked one of our friends today if she knew what happened and it sounds like its as I assumed, she just couldnt deal with social media and shit anymore and on a whim completely withdrew from the internet. I truly envy her. But she doesnt like when people talk about her so i've said too much already, sorry Morgan. It just finally hit me how much I miss my friend. Shes doing well though I guess so thats good to hear

That also made me aware that my time dilation is a lot worse than I thought cuz my last message to her was in 2022 and I thought it had been like pre-pandemic. She gave me money for Pokemon Legends Arceus when it came out cuz I didnt have any at the time even though she thought it was cringe, but like, my concept of what has occured pre and post covid is completely lost, I do not know where I am in time

Except for how old I am cuz its my birthday todayyyy (the 28th) and I'm 29~~~~~~ and I'm not having a crisis at allllllllll hehee. Me and my partner are gonna go get boba and stuff but I dont have any real plan. I still kinda feel sick from the weekend before last so I've been too sleepy to think about stuff like that. It'll be nice to spend the day together tho. We watched the first two episodes of the Dungeon Meshi anime and its really well done. Marcille's english va is so good. I've been reading it all day too and the cat ninja has appeared. There was a moment when they were fighting the dragon that was so sick I almost stood up out of my chair at work. Liking that a lot

My kanji of the day I decided a few minutes ago is 飯, because well ya know. It means food, thats a good word to know regardless of what I'm reading currently right!! Looking up the stroke order helped me understand the whole kanji a lot better than I did looking at the like, text version of it from my keyboard. The rule of stroke order seems to get bent a lot. It must have to do with where strokes end as well as where they start. I know its top to bottom left to right but the way boxes are written seems to change sometimes if one side is longer or something. Maybe I'm misremembering the stroke order for 願. I probably am

Oh I found a vulture feather today too that was cool. Heres that and my plants shadows

Peace and Long Life

[myssamyss]

Sand, Swords, Scars, and Other Things I Won’t Tell My Cursed Wolf Therapist: Part 2

*Trigger warning for descriptions of violence and suggested child abuse*

Part 2: The Beach  

The next day, the heroes marched out of the woods and found themselves on a tropical beach.  

“Wait,” Time called out, raising an upright fist to signal stop.  

“Damn, not again,” Warriors muttered. “Where the hell are we now?”

The scent of mulch from the temperate forest had been replaced by briny air. Legend whipped his head back to the forest, the tail of his blue hat swinging. The trees had been mainly oak and maple just moments ago. Now there stood a jungle filled with palms and creeping vines. A weathered stone statue, covered in salt stains and vegetation, rose from the golden sand near the jungle’s entrance. Legend drew a sharp breath.  

“Guys, look, a sea!” Wind cried out joyfully. He crouched down and began untying his shoes.  

“Your sea?” Warriors asked. Wind shook his head.  

Unease sat in the pit of Legend’s stomach. “Does anybody have any idea where in Hylia’s name we’ve been dropped now?” he asked.  

“I think,” Wild began, “we might be near the Faron Sea?” He pulled out his Sheikah slate with a familiar chime.  

All faces turned to Wild. Twilight stepped to his side and gazed over his shoulder at the slate.  

Wild frowned. “Huh, maybe not. The map still isn’t working.” He glanced back at the crumbling statue. “But there’s statues like that all over the jungle back home, near Faron. I guess they’re really old, no one knows who created them.”

Legend gave a grim laugh. “Great. Mysterious statues in dangerous jungles that no one’s ever been to before. Sounds fun,” he said bitterly.  

“Well, it doesn’t seem like we’re in danger right now,” Hyrule replied. He glanced at Wind, who was gazing out to sea. “Maybe we could take a break, check out the water, and regroup?”

Wind nodded emphatically.  

Sky closed his eyes and smiled as a sea breeze blew through his hair. “Agreed,” he said.  

A few hundred meters to their left rose a sheer cliff face dotted with tropical vegetation. The cliff ran parallel to the shore, then jutted out toward the water sharply, creating a natural alcove. A thunderous waterfall careened down the alcove’s inner corner. The water kicked up mist in a small pool before flowing into the sea.  

Time gestured to the waterfall. “Seems like we’d have good cover if we make camp there,” he said. “We don’t know what monsters could be lurking in this jungle.”

The group of heroes nodded and started toward the waterfall.  

Memories flooded Legend’s mind. The last time he turned up on a mysterious seashore, things hadn’t exactly ended well, he thought to himself. He forced his mind to focus on the present by staring up at the approaching cliff.  

More ancient rock carvings rose into view as they grew closer. Heavy erosion had removed all clues of the statues’ original shape. When they reached the basin at the foot of the waterfall, Legend noticed that the entire cliffside was etched with swirling designs.  

Wind threw his belongings to the ground near the pool. “Race you guys to the water!” he yelled, sprinting for the waves. Gulls fled to the sky in his wake.  

Legend winced. Wild grinned, threw his slate and weapons down, and took off after Wind across the sand. Time smiled and began shedding his armor in a rare show of boyish excitement. The others followed suit.

Aw fine, what the hell, Legend grumbled to himself with a deep internal sigh. So what if he was losing his mind? He could sit here marinating with his terrible memories, or he could try enjoying the day.

Legend pulled off his cap and red tunic and made his way to the water with his friends.  

***

Hours later after they tired of swimming and lay out to dry on the sand, Warriors proposed a sword fight.  

“Sure, why not,” Legend replied. He needed another activity to keep his mind from the damned island flashbacks.  

Warriors eyed him suspiciously. Legend gave him a tight-lipped smile in return. At least his melancholy was keeping Warriors on his toes, he thought with cynical glee.

“Could we use branches instead of blades?” Four asked. He threw Wild a pleading look.

“Yeah, I got it, we won’t make more repair work for you,” Wild told him, standing up and kicking the sand from his legs. He ran off to retrieve some of the arm-length branches he inexplicably carried in his Sheikah slate.  

Several matches later, Warriors faced off against Twilight. Both men clutched a shield and a long tree branch. Legend, Wild, Wind, Sky, and Four watched intently.    

Warriors stalked a wide circle around the larger man, his feet shifting gingerly in the loose sand.  

He darted in for a swing.

Twilight dodged sideways and used the momentum to spin, winding up his branch. He came back around to deliver a crushing blow.  

Warriors lifted his shield and caught the swipe with a mighty CLANG.  

Twilight’s branch shattered into splinters.  

Warriors seamlessly thrust his branch beneath Twilight’s throat.  

Their audience exploded into cheers and laughter.  

“Not fair!” Twilight cried out with a laugh. He playfully batted Warrior’s branch away from his chin.  

“So, I guess you’re the new Wild now,” Legend teased him from the sidelines. “Who taught you how to fight?”

Wild whipped his head around. “Hey now,” he warned with a smile.  

Twilight nudged Wild affectionately and sat down beside them in the sand.

“An old friend taught me,” Twilight replied. “No fancy training like Mister Captain over there.”  

Warriors made a show of rolling his eyes as he joined the spectators. Four and Wind rose for the next match.

“How about you? Who taught you how to fight?” Twilight quipped.  

Legend’s mind flashed to his uncle and the fateful day he pulled Legend from a life of squalor and pain. The old knight knew the healing power of a sword in the hands of a scared young boy. Legend recalled the solace of a worn leather hilt clutched in his tiny palms as his uncle trained him each evening in their family’s ancient sword techniques. That is, until the night Legend found his uncle felled in a castle corridor, lying in a pool of his own blood. The night that Legend took up his uncle’s sword and killed nearly half the castle guard.  

“You know, I learned on the dangerous road of life,” Legend casually replied.

He turned his attention to the fight, where Wind twirled and threw strikes at Four. Sometimes he forgot that Wind was still a boy, just like Legend himself had been once.  

“Damn, look at the kid go,” Legend murmured.  

***

13 years before LU

Alfon nervously thumbed his black mustache as he led the scrawny boy into his home. By the gods, he hadn’t even known his brother had a kid. How long had this boy been living on the edge of the forest half-starved?

He shuddered to think of the rickety shack he found his nephew in. A mean-looking man with filthy hair and a flushed face had met him at the shack’s decaying door. Alfon rested his hand on the pommel of his sword. He hadn’t drawn it to fight in years, but he was happy to have it with him that afternoon. 

Thankfully, the disheveled man was only too happy to give the boy away. 

“The brat’s mother hasn’t been home in over a week. Probably dead in a ditch if you ask me. Go ahead, take him, the bastard isn’t mine,” the mean-faced man said with disinterest. 

His tiny nephew was curled up in the corner like an unwanted dog. His wide eyes shone with bright hope when he caught sight of Alfon. 

And now here Alfon was, bringing the child back to his own house. 

“It’s not much, but this is my place. Yours now too,” Alfon told him as they crossed the threshold. The boy’s eyes were big as saucers. 

“Thank you, sir,” he said quietly. 

“You don’t have to call me sir. We’re family. But I’ll have to call you something. What do you go by?” Alfon asked him. 

The boy looked down at his worn shoes. “Link,” he whispered. 

A tragic name for a tragic boy, Alfon thought to himself. 

“Well, Link, come sit down, I’ll make us some dinner,” he told him. 

His bachelor life hadn’t lent him many cooking skills, but Alfon had seen skeletons thicker than his nephew. He was determined to cook something for the boy to eat. He scrounged together some rice and set it to boiling. 

After half an hour of cooking, Alfon realized that the boy hadn’t made a single noise. He glanced over. Link sat at the wooden table with his arms at his side and his head staring down, the picture of perfect behavior. 

But that was wrong, wasn’t it, Alfon thought darkly. He didn’t have much experience, but shouldn’t kids his age be running and vaulting and yelling? Link was too well behaved. When Alfon looked closer, he noticed the boy was shaking. 

“Say Link, will you help me get some dishes?” he asked, breaking the silence. “They’re in the cupboard over by that wall.” Alfon gestured across the room. 

Link gazed up at him, nodded pathetically, and jumped up from his chair. As he walked away, Alfon noticed a wicked scar cutting across the back of the boy’s scalp. It wasn’t the sort of scar a kid would get from adventuring: skinned knees, bumped foreheads, scraped palms. It was the kind of scar he recognized from his days as a knight. A blow to the back of the head while one’s back is turned. Maybe even when one is running away. 

A deep anger simmered inside of Alfon. Maybe he should have drawn his sword against the mean-looking man.  

The two sat down for dinner. Link ate methodically despite his gaunt appearance. He kept glancing at Alfon when he thought the old knight wasn’t looking. 

When their meal was finished, the boy finally spoke again. 

“Are you my father?” he asked in a small, pleading voice. 

Alfon took a deep breath. “No. I’m not. I’m his brother. Your father, he was lost years ago,” he told the boy softly. 

Link nodded, his tiny chin bobbing up and down in acceptance. His eyes were hard like a sea before storms. 

“And my mother?” the boy asked with unnerving calm. 

Alfon’s mustache bristled. “She’s passed on, lad,” he admitted. 

“Good.” 

The boy’s word hung foully in the air. Alfon tried to hide his surprise.  

He glanced around the room, and his eyes fell on his sheathed blade near the door.  

“Say, Link,” he broke the strained silence, “have you ever held a sword?”

A week later, Alfon watched from the window as his tiny nephew swung at the dummy he had constructed from hay. The boy rained down blow after blow. His new blue cap waved behind him like a triumphant flag.

“Damn kid!” Alfon called out to him. “Look at you go!”

[backonthebullshit]

Ok so like, imagine the security breach animatronics (+Gregory) meeting a animatronic reader that was used way back when the first fnaf opend. So they have a human soul inside them, they can kill, their movements are stiff. But instead of getting thrown out they instead get rebuild (their movements are the same, just better looking) and used as a 'Back in the day' kinda thing?

ooooo, this

This is a really interesting prompt bc outside of the posters and things and The You Know What we haven’t seen the og animatronics in quite some time (rip to the legends)

Anyways here’s some HCs, as a treat🥰 (sorry these took so long! I got invested and wrote all day lol)

Friendly reminder to y’all that requests are open! (Yes I’m still working on the Monty Gator thing but it’s gonna be so good just wait)

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Glamrocks + Gregory x og animatronic!reader Headcanons

TW: mentions of the original FNAF child murders, mentions of a little verbal abuse?, swearing, a little trauma

Author’s note: I made this kinda angsty at the start but it gets fluffy I promise / gender neutral!reader

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I can imagine,

- Regardless of what kind of animal you are, you’re in rough shape from years of not being used (literally no idea how you’re still alive homie)

- Pretty safe to say as soon as FazBear Entertainment found you again, they were immediately thought of ways they could profit off of you

- That’s how you ended up at the Pizzaplex, you have a small section of the museum where you’re stationary as part of a photo attraction

- The section is small but so realistic to the original pizzeria where you were murdered that it’s like living your death all over again, and it’s worse than being stuck in this robot

- When they had you repaired, your animatronic body was in shambles of rust and decay. Now you can move again, albeit slower than the Glamrocks due to your servos and joints being so old

- Parts and Service were unable to install the animatronic AI in you however, so you’re left with your original voicebox that hasn’t been used in years

- While your body repeats the same phrases over and over during the day, shifting poses occasionally, you barely have the strength to use your real voice after hours when the PizzaPlex closes

- Your afterlife couldn’t be worse, until you meet the others..

Freddy would be the most curious to check out the newest installation to the museum, and that’s where he unexpectedly finds you one night.

- Papa Bear(TM) here would absolutely comfort you if you were frightened by this new place, and especially once he understood what you were and how awful your surroundings made your days

- He doesn’t quite know how to help you beyond that, but he will happily distract you as much as possible by hyping you up and showing you around the Pizzaplex

- Gives the best hugs!!! Even though you’re both animatronics lol

- Appeals so much to your inner child by playing Fazer Blast with you and even Hide and Seek if you suggest it

- First one to scold children/teens/adults who insult you ( “Y/N is not weird or creepy, Y/N is different, and that is what makes them special. If you cannot appreciate their unique qualities then I must request that you leave. Now.” )

- Superstar is basically your name to this bear now

- (THEORY TIME) if Michael Afton is really possessing him..he’ll randomly feel super guilty sometimes whenever he looks over and sees you in your section, in a body you never belonged in..

Monty is initially annoyed by the construction of a new section, even if it’s small, until he actually meets you.

- Is a little weirded out by your design but totally gets into it after awhile because you’re basically the same you just look different and to him that’s super metal dude!! (Literally lmao)

- Takes great pleasure in teasing you like an annoying sibling but is immediately on the scene to deal with unruly children who try to climb on you/make a mess in your section

- Forgets you’re a child stuck in your body sometimes but has grown better about watching his mouth ( “Man I hate when these stupid fu- *remembers* fudgin’, fudgin’ brats leave their food around your spot like this” )

- He doesn’t know how to handle your trauma but he makes every effort to support you by helping you be a kid

- Wanna come hang out in Monty Golf?? He’s not the fastest either, and he’s happy to slow down even more to make you less self-conscious about your stiff joints (will still tease you about tho)

- Don’t know how to play mini golf?? Even better, now you get to learn from the best!! He really fills a hole you had almost forgotten existed in your..”life”

- Would never admit it, but he cares about you, kid

Chica is so excited to meet you!!! She’s heard the construction crew talking about a new animatronic and she can’t stop chirping about how ready she is to make a new friend!!!

- Hears your story and is immediately overcome with emotions. She’s a robot and she can’t really cry but this is the closest she feels like she’s ever come

- Like the others she is determined to find ways to help you adjust but also thrive in the Pizzaplex, so what better ways than her two specialties?

- Poor thing doesn’t initially realize you can’t eat but she’ll invite you to cook things with her all the time!! Pizza cupcakes tacos cookies, you guys make it all

- She won’t admit it but cooking with you helps her avoid the garbage so it’s like y’all are equally comforting each other (brb crying)

- On top of cooking together, she’s going to be all about doing Mazercize together! When you express how stiff your body is, Chica isn’t afraid to cheer you on in loosening up your bolts through some good old fashioned movement ( “Y/N!! You’re improving so much, chickadee! I’m so proud of you for working so hard! Let’s make cupcakes to celebrate!” )

- Also encourages you the most to use your voice and speak your mind after hours, not your lines (even if your voicebox malfunctions and gets squeaky sometimes) because it means a lot to her to watch you open up more

- She’s accidentally such a Mother Hen sorry not sorry but you just bring it out in her, you sweet thing

Roxanne did not care at all about meeting you because she rarely pays attention to new things going on in the Pizzaplex, but once she met you she was surprised by how much she enjoyed your company.

- Definitely took the longest to warm up to you, and teases you nearly as much as Monty does (Chica reminds you not to take it personally)

- Her reaction to your story isn’t as outwardly visceral as Chica or Freddy, but inside she feels her animatronic heart soften for you and how much you’ve gone through

- From there Roxy does little things, like invite you to come jam with her in her room after hours to whatever kind of music you two can get access to/make with her keytar

- She will bring you to Roxy Raceway with the sole intentions of showing off, and when you get so excited to ride in a kart she can’t help but feel her tail wag in anticipation

- Your spirit is only that of a child, and as a child you validate her so much in ways that the kids during the day normally don’t ( “I bet I’M your favorite, Y/N” “Yup!” -and any small amount of confirmation will send her back to her room crying that she’s actually someone’s favorite )

- Roxanne begins to find a great amount of comfort in your presence, and she is fiercely protective of you as a result-this usually means that she and Monty tease the hell out of you, but become the ultimate bodyguards if anyone else has shit to say

- If you have fur/fuzz/a soft outer coating then Roxanne is not afraid to help you brush and maintain it (like a Mother Wolf). Just one of the little unspoken ways that she shows she cares

Gregory did not anticipate you actually being alive when he first saw you, but when he found out you were and weren’t hunting him down, he actually kind of warmed up to you.

- When you encounter him it’s like a total flashback to when you were murdered in the pizzeria and your head actually starts spinning in circles before Freddy calms you down

- Gregory is saddened to hear that you’re trapped here, in a similar way to him, and only a child a little younger than he is. But when you help him hide in your section from Vanessa, he realizes you can help him with a determination the others don’t understand

- This little gremlin has definitely tried to crawl in your stomach hatch but you smack him away every time so the spring locks don’t do to him what they did to you

- Sometimes through the night, Freddy catches the two of you bickering like..well, children, and he almost feels bad that this is the only interaction you’ve had with someone your own age in so long

- At one point you noticed Gregory’s irritability combined with his tiredness as the night wore on, and so you took his hand and walked to the kitchen out of nowhere. When he asks what you’re doing you tell him how Chica helps you think more clearly by cooking, or in his case, eating

- Having already laid several distractions for said chicken, Gregory watched as you made him a small pizza to help him calm down, and as he ate, he realized you were right, and he actually gives you a hug afterwards

- For the rest of the night, you do what you can to help him escape your friends and the night guard. There are several moments between he, you and Freddy which you can’t help but laugh at, and if there wasn’t a killer rabbit lady on the loose you might say this was kind of..nice

- You’re the first to wish Gregory had a gun over the course of the night because YOU have been that kid and everything would be SO much easier (Gregory agrees, but Freddy adamantly disagrees)

ENDING 1 (could work for the endings where you free Vanny, or when Freddy and Gregory steal the van, or even the Burntrap ending): When the time comes to escape the Pizzaplex, Gregory begs you to come along with him and Freddy, and having developed such a connection with the paid, you agree and all of you ride off into the sunset together, 2/3 of you connected to car batteries to stay alive.

ENDING 2: When Gregory discovers the fire escape at the prize counter and Freddy pulls his lighter, the pair of them hesitate but ask if you want to come along. Realizing this is the chance you’ve been waiting for to move on, you decide to stay as the Pizzaplex burns, setting your soul free from the animatronic you have been trapped in for so long. While you are sad because you will miss your friends, you are finally able to achieve peace.

[finn-writes-stuff]

Hi!

Loving your blog! The Apex Legends one had me taking another look at the game - those characters have so much potential for endless fics!

May I request a TF2 short fic with Medic and the reader? Maybe where he’s totally clueless to the fact that she’s crushing on him and just when she’s given up on him he either has a lightbulb moment or the other mercs finally point it out? (Run on sentencing sorry) thanks for sharing your writing with the blogosphere!

Blind

I really enjoyed writing this, and it got me out of a bit of a slump. Thank you for the request!

Medic x Reader

Fandom: Team Fortress 2

Format: Oneshot (1207 words)

Warnings: N/A

Gender-neutral Reader

Fandom Masterlist Kofi Link

It was an undeniable fact that your Medic was incredibly intelligent. Creating scientific miracles and horrors alike, he could piece together a full set of functioning organs out of anything you left him with. He was terrifyingly smart, and the whole team knew it.

Of course, this did not stop him from being one of the densest men you knew. Impressive really, given the selection that you lived with.

You had been in love with him for years. Anyone else would have figured it out by now. Living in close quarters with the Mercs meant that it was hard to hide your feelings for him. You knew that the rest of the team were very aware of it, so how come he hadn’t noticed?

It’s not like you were subtle. Even during your last check up when your heart had been racing due to his proximity, he had simply chalked it up to a medical reason, more worried about your health than anything else.

It would’ve been sweet if you weren’t ready to keel over from frustration.

It was even worse the few times you had tried to make him see. A nice candlelit dinner, just the two of you? He thanked you profusely for making time for him as a friend. Telling him how much you admired him? Only served to bolster his medical arrogance, assuming it was purely about his intelligence, a respect rather than adoration. Saying to his face that you would date him? He laughed, and made a comment about the lack of real options at the base if he would be your first choice.

You would have assumed that he was trying to let you down easy if you didn’t know him so well. There was no recognition when you tried to tell him about your feelings, just his assumptions and misunderstandings. It was infuriating really.

And if third time hadn’t been the charm, then you were kind of done with trying. All that ever happened was you getting your hopes up and then dashed when he inevitably didn’t get it, no matter how blatant you were. At some point you supposed you had to cut your losses.

So here you were, getting wine drunk with Spy and insisting that you were turning a new leaf.

"No, no, listen, I am over it. It's fine. I'm moving on and I'm gonna find someone who actually hears what I'm saying." There was a hint of a slur in your voice already but you were sober enough to catch the way Spy rolled his eyes.

"Mhm? You are simply over our doctor? Just like that? Sure, we will pretend I believe you."

He ignored the way you stuck your tongue out at him and simply took a drag from his cigar before speaking up again.

"Although, I will not discourage you from finding someone else. Your adoration for him has always been a marker of questionable taste at best. I've still not forgiven him his last experiment."

"With the cyanide? I think that was more spite than scientific curiosity. He was grumbling about how you'd taken something from his lab."

"All I ever take is you, mon cher, if he has a problem with that then he should open his eyes, no?"

You waved him off, sipping your wine. "Doesn't matter. I'm moving on, new, uh, new leaf!"

"So if the doctor asked you to dinner right now, you would say no?"

"That's different, you know it is. I just, I can't keep pining when it gets me nowhere, you know?" You sighed into your glass. "It would be better to get over it because then we can continue being friends."

"But you cannot just turn off those feelings. Despite how you wish to."

"You could be helpful instead, you know that? Tonight was for getting drunk, not moping."

He looked scandalized but you could see the smile he was holding back. "Excusez moi, I provided the wine, did I not?"

You laughed at his dramatics, nearly spilling your drink as you let the warm haze of the alcohol settle over you. There was no reason to dwell on your problems right now, all it would do was disappoint you.

Easier said than done, especially when Spy's eyes flicked up past you and you turned to see Medic coming towards you.

"Ah! There you are. I have been looking for you."

He stopped by your chair, smiling so brightly at you, and in the back of your mind, you recognized just how hard it would be to get over him. All he needed to use to melt you was a smile.

"I had an experiment I was hoping you could help me with, do you have time for it?" He asked, already offering a hand to pull you up to your feet.

"Pardon, we were having a conversation," Spy chipped in, pulling your focus back. Once again, you could see the concealed amusement as he spoke.

"Yes well, I'm sure their time is better spent helping me with this rather than listening to your inanities." Spy had seemed to be the target of Medic's impatience more often than not lately, you mused. The doctor was prone to being snappy sometimes, but it seemed like Spy was on the other end of every time you'd seen it.

"You are both ridiculous and blind. Go do your science together." The heavy stare he leveled on you was trying to convey something, but with the way the wine had muddied your thoughts, you couldn't quite parse it.

You let Medic pull you out of your chair, and stumbled into his side, unprepared for the dizzy spell. He was so terribly warm, a furnace of a man. You were still sober enough to recognize it would be a bad idea to press your face into his chest, but couldn't stop the thought from crossing your mind. You almost missed Spy's scoff as he stood as well.

"I have watched this comedy for too long, I find. Doctor, they have been in love with you for an embarrassingly long time. You are blind and oblivious to this and yet you insist on getting mad at me every time I take their attention from you. Do something about this and buy me an expensive thank you gift afterward. Bon soir."

With that, he turned on his heel, picked up the bottle of wine, and strode off, leaving the two of you in shocked silence.

"Well, that was...informative. Was it true?" Medic was looking at you, his hand still on your arm and a slow smile pulling at his features.

"I, uh, well, yeah? I wasn't really hiding it."

"I couldn't bear to hope," He said, pulling you into his arms with a wide grin. "I have been completely taken with you, you have driven me to distraction, meine liebe, if I had let myself assume and had been wrong, I don't know what I would've done with myself.

"Have dinner with me? A date," He said. He was practically buzzing with excitement, an infectious sort of joy. Indulging yourself, you pressed your face into his coat to hide your own pleased smile.

"I would love nothing more."

[loth-creatures]

Alright. Thoughts have been formed.

Ok gonna be real this trailer has already confirmed some of my worst fears for the show and there's a great chance I will be divorcing star wars after this.

Rebels stuff aside, it looks like there might be some neat stuff happening. I'm intrigued about any elements from the og legends Thrawn trilogy they might bring in and actually name dropping Heir to the Empire?! Hell yeah!!! Also HUYANG?!?!? YESSS OH MY GOD YES

Will they actually do AHSOKA TANO herself justice in her own show? Genuinely hard to say at this point. But given that star wars really doesn't seem to give a shit about its characters anymore, I don't have high hopes. It looks like it's primary purpose is to expand the universe and bring in new material so they can make more shows. That's it. I hope it's more character-centric then it looks but pffftt

And as for bringing the rebels characters back...hhhnhgh. I have incredibly mixed feelings at this point. I want to be happy for them so badly but the truth is there is simply no way they're gonna be done any justice at all. The casting choices alone say it all. I think Eman Esfandi can pull off Ezra just fine, regardless of how inherently jarring the transition to live action will be. But Hera and Sabine got fuckin whitewashed. No hate to the actors but they were not the right choices. Once again wishing this show was gonna be animated smh. And long hair Sabine? I don't care if she cuts it, its out of character as fuck I'm sorry. How dare. And my worst fear that she has actually been sitting on Lothal this entire time seems to be coming true. Like she doesn't even have her armor on? Are you kidding me? So she just wasn't doing shit while Mandalore got fucking destroyed? While her family is in danger?? I'm PRAYING that she appears in mando season 3 for five seconds to give any indication at all that she's still involved with Mandalorians. Explain this now. I get that she could've been involved and then come back to lothal after but. I'm very concerned.

But aaanyway. Rebels as a whole had an underdog charm to it that simply cannot be replicated in any mainstream live-action star wars ever. It was incredibly genuine to what star wars is supposed to be, in ways that the mainstream, water-downed, marvel-ified, profit-generating shows will never be allowed to. And trying to continue the story with these shows at this point just makes it feel fucking gentrified. Idk if the fact that it was understaffed and under budgeted is what allowed rebels to like. Slip under the radar and be considerably more creative, experimental, and inclusive than what we'd usually expect of Disney star wars? But I have a sinking feeling that it's gonna be completely sanitized for any future projects.

As for the fandom side of things. Rebels is probably gonna get a massive rennaissance era out of this for better or for worse. In fact it already started a while ago I think. Seems like a lot of people have really warmed up to it over the years. On the one hand it deserves all the love ever, some goddamn respect finally, and new fans will be welcome!

But I was there in the trenches back when this show was slandered left and right for YEARS. So part of me of course is all like lmao who's laughing now suckers at the people who said rebels was boring and worthless and all that. Suck my dick lol. Technically we are WINNING. But part of me is also protective af of my overhated underrated show and I don't want the rest of the Star Wars Fandom coming anywhere near here. I'll bite you.

So yeah. I'm gonna watch this show and the fallout. And probably be very mentally ill about it. I'm gonna try and enjoy some of it. And hope to god I don't regret the small amount of optimism I have left. If it's terrible I'm gonna turn evil probably. Literally just don't even talk to me come August it's gonna get ugly.

HAVEN'T WATCHED IT YET BUT I SAW THE AHSOKA TRAILER IS OUT AND LITERALLY YEETED MY PHONE ACROSS THE ROOM IM SO SCARED FUUUCCKK

[luimagines]

Would you mind doing the chain confessing, but Reader falls asleep on them? Keep up the good work <3

Masterlist

A failed confession? Or a secret confession?

I can do that.

Part 1 will include Wind, Sky and Legend

Content under the cut!

Wind

Wind was tired.

You were tired.

The Chain needed to keep going and he was going to snap at the next person who so much as spoke to him.

Wind sighed and rolled his neck, trying to at least get some motion to wake him up but there wasn’t much to be done- if anything it just made him roll his head downwards and he nearly threw himself to the ground.

He felt your hand reach out to grab his arm when he almost ate the dirt.

“Careful.” You voice came out quiet even as you nearly tripped over your won feet. 

They were being pushed too much.

“Love you.” Wind muttered as he rubbed his eyes. There was a moment of sudden soberness where his own words finally registered in his own brain.

But you collapsed against his arm and side with a quiet sigh.

Wind scrambled to catch you before you hit the ground but there was no waking you up no matter how much he tried.

You feel asleep standing up- you fell asleep walking even...

Wind ran a hand through his hair as he sat next to you.

Screw it- nap time. Wind plopped himself on the ground and cuddled up next to you, too tired to be bother being self conscious.

The other will have to carry the two of you, you’re done.

Sky

You heaved in a breath and flopped onto the ground next to the fire. You were done with this shift for the night, regretted taking the mid shift. You almost fell asleep in the middle of it but were done and Sky was next.

Sky didn’t like this but he drew the short stick this night.

He sat up and stretched, letting a few bones in his back pop as he went.

He stood up and watched as he tried to get comfy into your bed roll, ready to be dead to the world once again.

A smile graced over his face as he watched you roll around for a minute before contorting yourself in a position that could not be comfortable in the long run. “Goodnight Sky.”

“Goodnight.” He replied back. “Love you.”

Sky’s heart drops to his feet as he freezes and waits for any sort of reaction or a reply or anything that means he’s just royally messed up your friendship in a rare moment of vulnerability.

Sky hears nothing from your spot and he slowly turns. He’s fearing that you’re going to be staring at him, wide eyes, mouth agape with nothing but horror- or worse- disgust in your eyes.

But nothing.

You’re asleep.

He waits for any other clue to tell him that you’re actually awake and heard him and he’s waiting for the end of his world....

But no... you’re asleep- completely dead to the world just like you wanted.

Sky takes a large breath and collapsed on the log next to the fire.

That was too close.

Legend

Are they gonna die?

Legend heaved in the hot dusty air and coughed out of his lungs not a second after.

You were in bad shape, he was sure his whole side was still on fire and there was no back up. At least none that he knew of.

“My everything hurts.” You shift next to him and roll your head on his shoulder. “This sucks.”

Legend can’t help but laugh. “Those wouldn’t be the exact words I’d use.” He finds himself saying with a bitter smile on his face. “But I agree.”

“As you should because I am usually right.” You smile slightly before your expression falls into a grimace. “I kinda wish I was wrong this time though.”

Legend nods and closes his eyes. “I know that feelings.”

It’s not looking good for either of you but he tries to be a little optimistic he think you both would live through is. It’s not gonna be pretty... and if neither of you actually get help anytime soon the healing process isn’t gonna be a joy ride either.

But he thinks you’ll make it though...

Until he feels you go a little limp next to him.

“H-hey!” Legend sits up somewhat. “Don’t do that here. You can’t just rest now, what if we get jumped again?”

“I’m sorry, I’m trying, really. I’m just... so tired.” You yawn and blink your eyes open.

“Talk to me then.” Legend tries. “We need to stay awake.”

“Mmmm... What about?”

“I love you.” He blurts and waits for your reactions. He was sure that it would at least shock you enough to get a more explosive reaction... but nothing.

“I’m in love with you.” He tries again.

Nothing.

He sits up fully even though his side protests against it and finds you with your eyes closed and your arms wrapped around yourself.

He doubt you heard him at all.

He grabs you by the shoulders and shakes you a bit.

You hum and look up at him but Legend knows that’s your struggling.

This is worse then he thought.

Part 2

[crystalcow]

𝑆𝑎𝑝𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑//𝑆𝑎𝑝𝑛𝑎𝑝 𝑝𝑡 3

Masterlist // part one // part two

Sapnap x reader !p !child reader

Pronouns used: none specified!

Warnings: swearing, death, betrayal

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Being sapnaps child will include..

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𝐏𝗼𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐥

Apparently the castle got attacked

George was killed by the one and only technoblade

You haven’t personally met the man but you respected him

After all he is a legend

But he killed George

So you were dragged with sapnap when he got pinged on his coms

Dream and George were arguing on the prime path

The sight somewhat terrified you

They were supposed to be best friends?

Dream is the strongest person on the server

George was supposed to be the most unproblematic and protected person

For some reason Quackity was also there

Hiding in the corner of Tommy’s house

“You don’t give a shit about us”

Those words brought some hurt to you as they left sapnaps mouth

“Of course I care about you! I just want to keep him safe.”

The three most important men in your life

The dream team, and ultimate trio the friendship that could never crack! The ones who raised you to be who you are

They were falling apart

“George is no longer king!”

Quackity was just eating all of the drama

Damn duck

“I’ve done so much for you, I hope you don’t forget.”

“Like what?” “I helped you raise a child Sap, a damn child.”

That pissed the both of you off

As if you didn’t just recently spend a whole day with him

None the less your whole life

Being drawn into wars, multiple actually

Practically being drawn to death

“Don’t you bring them into this Dream.”

“Eret is now king again, he can actually rule this place.”

“I was the best king this server ever had!”

So there it happened

The crown was snatched off of George’s head and you were dragged along with it

“Don’t worry, we can start our own place!”

“El rapids it is”

𝐄𝐥 𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐬

You were 100% skeptical about all of this

You didn’t trust that this would be good

I mean how could you

Everything that someone starts on the server

Dies, explodes, nukes, or straight up fails

So instead you went down to Lmanburg for the day!

You went to Nikkis bakery to get something to eat

She was glad to give you a couple snacks for the road

So while you were walking around the new area you spotted dream

“Where you heading off to?”

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

You both eyed each other weirdly

“Aren’t you supposed to hate me?”

You just laughed

Ofcourse you were upset

But you were also bored

“And?” “Come on let’s go see tommy”

So you agreed and carelessly followed the green man

You missed Tommy, after not having seen him for a bit

Fucking hell you needed friends

But when you got there

“Why the fuck is everything gone!”

You ran around the now blown up area

The tents were destroyed and signs were thrown around

Then you noticed the large pillar

You instantly ran to dream, begging him to give you a pearl

He was upset himself he lost his leech

So you threw the pearl up thankfully landing on the pillar

Looking around to see if there was any way he could’ve survived

But you accidentally tripped

And lost your first life

𝐘/𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝗼𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝗼𝗼 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 ♡︎♥︎♥︎

𝐏𝐫𝗼𝐩𝗼𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐬

You woke up screaming in your bed

The three lines on your wrist now faded into two

Sapnap came rushing in holding you lose to him

You tried not to but you cried a little

This was your first time loosing a life..

And you didn’t even mean too!

“Your never fucking leaving me again.”

Karl came in with Quackity following after

Karl just like snatched you away from sapnap and just held you

That man was ready to go back in time and reverse that from ever happening

Trust me he will if you ever loose another life

So after that everyone kept a close eye on you

That was until one day you were with your dad

You both were at your old house just chilling around

Before he handed you two velvet boxes

You were in awe of the two rings that sat in them

Who the fuck paid for these??

“I’m going to purpose.”

You almost dropped the boxes

“What?”

Sapnap just kept smiling

“You really like em huh” “Yeah flame, I love them.”

So you just hugged him

Internally freaking the fuck out

What would this mean???

Three dads? What if they wanted another child! Oh hell no

So you all stood in el rapids

Candles were spread around the top of the grassy hill

There were flowers blooming from every direction and lanterns set afloat

It looked mystical

You watched as sapnap got down on one knee

Karl was in shock, tears streaming down his eyes

Quackity looked love struck, looking into sapnaps eyes with total adoration

So when they said yes your dad called you and the other two just hugged you

“I’m guessing they said yes” you laughed

“Yeah they did!”

You couldn’t help but be happy

Your dad finally found some happiness

Even tho life was going to shit

If you won’t be there

He’ll have them

𝐋𝗺𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐞𝗺

Oh wait shit did someone spot tommy?

There was supposed to be a festival today

So you went to go check it out

Maybe throw a ball at the furry

“Go fetch!” You shouted at fundy

Yeah he was not happy and just threw you the finger

“Hey N/n is Dream coming?”

You were excited that Tubbo was actually talking to you again

“Huh? Oh yeah I think” “Great thanks”

And back to the disappointment

So you walked over to get a pretzel or some shit

And then heard everyone making a commotion

There he was, Dream walking in (angry) with full netherite armor

Damn dude respect some tradition

“Tommy blew up the fucking community house”

Did someone say tommy?

Oh you were ready to kill that bastard

Hell if Dream didn’t you most definitely will

So you followed everyone to the community house

Yeah you were ready to fucking cry

One of your homes, the place you’d always confide in since you were little

Where dream and George both helped raise you

Now blown to shreds

“What the fuck”

They were talking about Tubbo giving up the discs

Oh we are not going through that shit all over again

And this time the odds are most definitely not in your favor

Then tommy appeared half invisible

“YOU FUCKING DICKHEAD I THOUGHT YOU DIED YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT”

You litterly stabbed him, having to be held back by Quackity

“Alright hot shot, lets let them have their argument”

Tommy sent you an apologetic look already on the verge of tears

“Tubbo your not seriously considering this”

Then it hit everyone

“The discs were worth more then you ever were!”

Oh yeah we’re you already pissed off at tommy?

Yeah

And he just made it worse

“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY TO TUBBO YOU SHIT HEAD”

Yeah you didn’t take pretending to be dead very lightly

Oh shit why was techno there

never mind, Lmanburg will be gone by tomorrow

No point killing tommy yet

Whos side were you on?

Neither. You litterly went into that battle feild and killed some shit

That was until multiple pieces of tnt landed ontop of your head

And that’s where you lost your second life

Shit

𝐘/𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐰 𝐮𝐩 ♡︎♡︎♥︎ ⚠︎︎ᴏɴᴇ ʟɪғᴇ ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴɪɴɢ

𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐬𝗼𝐧

This time when you won’t up it didn’t feel as bad

But you still screamed

A rush of a heartburn and scars employed on your body

The second line now faded into one

Shit

You were only 16-17 and on one life??

Die young the better

You waited out in your bed until the end of the fight

Death alerts and messages drowning out your communicator

But you had no energy what so ever

Until it all went quiet

You tried your damn best to get out of bed and walked to the damaged Lmanburg

There were people crying

Others were severely hurt

Then there were those who were perfectly fine

The whole place was a crater

Lmanburg.. the place of agony and depths of your pain

Now it’s finally gone

What the hell are you gonna do now?

Quackity spotted you calling out for Sapnap

You felt like you were gonna be crushed under their hold

“I’m gonna fucking kill dream.” You heard Quackity mutter

Sapnap felt like a bad father

Who lets their kids die twice?

(Cough cough Wilbur and dream)

Then suddenly things switched around

You were walking around with a bloodied nose and black eyed Tommy

Yeah you did a number on him

But it’s okay since he was your best friend

And there was a sign inside his house

“Wednesday you and Tubbo. Bring no one or anything, lets settle this once and for all”

The final disc war

“Tommy you can’t go” “I’m going N/n, he has my discs.”

So you like cried a little bit lined up on the prime path

Giving the two probably the last hugs they’ll ever get

Prime you really didn’t want to loose them

So you ran straight to church prime

Litterly begging Master Oolong that they won’t die

“Please please please spare them. Pogchamp.”

(Please this is all jokes and old references don’t cancel me)

You got a blast message from punz on your comms with cords

“Come here. bring your best armor”

So you did so running to the nearest ender chest

If walking means saving tommy and Tubbo, it’s somewhat worth it

Sapnap made sure you didn’t leave his side as you traveled around the nether

even tho you could literally swim in the lava

So just to piss him off

You jumped in

The sigh of relief this man

Yeah he’s gotten a little more paranoid for you

But it’s okay since it’s in love

You looked around the weird black stone room

There were two giant photos of the discs

And everything was made out of the same material

No design what so ever

Tommy and Tubbo ran to you like you were gonna protect them

“Dream why” you asked as he was incased in the blocks

Down on his last life

Just like you

‘I’m sorry’ he mouthed to you

Why was he apologizing to you?

Hasn’t he hurt everyone here

You looked around the different items

Tracing the outline of the item frames

Gasping in shock as you a cage with your name on it next to badboyhalo

“Tell em what you told me! How you blew up the community house!”

Your neck spun around faster then an owl doing that 360 thing

You picked up your ace seriously read to slash his head off

“Wait wait! Lets put him in the prison.”

So they took him off

And it pained you to see it

You trusted that man for a very long time

Nothing stays the same on the Dream Smp

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TUMBLR WOULDNT LET ME WRITE MORE KMS. So yes I’m sorry but there will have to be a part FOUR. I just wanted to finish this-

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[holycrimin]

It hurts to love.

Karl heisenberg x male!reader

Tags: Hanahaki and angst

SFW

(Note: In this au, none of the main events happen with ethan, as he is not in this story. Also SPOILER WARNING.)

(Warning: probably shitty plot, but i'm trying my best ok)

[Your pov]

It all started a year or two ago, when mother miranda had found me lurking around the village. As i was not a local, she deemed me suspicous. However, before she had the chance to kill me, She had a spark in her eye. As if she had an idea. And before i knew it she was using me as some sort of vessel for her daughter, Eva. Although i am a male, she had seen something special in me apparently. I had also found out that her daughter had passed away and she was determined to bring her back.

It failed.

The experiment... failed.

I was no longer deemed useful.

She had proposed me two options. become a servant or assistant to one of the lords, or die. A slow, and painful death.

Of course I chose to be an assistant.

She was kind enough to let me choose who to work for, thankfully.

Lady dimitrescu was very much intimidating. And from what I've heard, if you mess up even just a little while working for her, you will be sent to the dungeons. Never to be seen again. And she isnt really fond of men, so I wont be choosing her.

Next up was Donna Beneviento. She was nice, although her doll 'Angie' is a little... how do I say this... creepy. It doesnt help that i have a huge fear of mannequins and dolls, so I dont think i'll be choosing her anytime soon.

And then theres Salvatore Moreau, dont get me wrong he's a great guy but.. he might accidentally drown me. I might be overreacting, but the guy smells. Although, I feel bad that he's treated so poorly by the other Lords, but i think it's for the best if i stay away from him.

And.. i guess my only option left is Lord Heisenberg. I just hope that he wont be that much of a hassle, even if he IS kind of an asshole...

A day before i start working at the factory, Mother Miranda forced us to spend the day together. To 'get to know eachother' I assume.

Lord Heisenberg looked pissed off, he wasn't really fond of me. He was more pissed off at Mother miranda though. Most likely because he was forced to spend time with me. I quickly learned what he called the 'basics of him'. Basically, common facts. Such as, the fact that he can bend metal and his deep hatred for Mother Miranda. that was basically all that he told me.

The following day was my first day at the factory. As we were walking along the factory, he stopped in his tracks. "Listen pup, there's rules." He practically growled. "First of all, Don't touch my shit. Second of all, don't go around the factory without me knowing. And third of all, Don't try to get to know me, we're keeping a proffessional relationship, got it?" He said.

"Uh.. y-yes Lord Heisenberg." I very nervously stammered, lightly blushing at the nickname he gave me.

"Good, now let's get to work."

Present day

That was around a year or two ago, and while i have gotten closer to the other lords, i never managed to get to get close to Lord Heisenberg. And..

I'm an idiot who fell for him... And... I know he'll never feel the same way. I've tried getting his attention, impressing him, but... nothing's working. Every time i try to get close to him, wether it's emotionally or physically. I get pushed away, literally and figuratively.

It's my fault really. I fell inlove with a man who was emotionally closed off. His charisma, his voice, everything about him just makes me fall more and more inlove with him.

I know i wont have a chance, hell, i dont even know if he's into guys... Guess i really am an idiot, huh?

Later that day, Lord Heisenberg asked me to help him with something. I agreed of course, and during that time I tried to know him more. "Jesus christ, are you trying to get me to open up or something? Cause' that's not gonna happen, so give it up." He spat out, "a-ah... sorry Lord Heisenberg.." I stammered out.

A few minutes of silence pass. Suddenly, he grabbed my hands. "I- ugh.. Just- you're doing it wrong. Here, let me help." He said, while holding my hands 'teaching me how to do it right'.

Of course my face started heating up, the feeling of his slightly roughed up hands on mine... it feels nice. Although this is probably the only time i'll ever get close to him.

"Hey pet, you ok? Geez, you're practically as red as a tomato." He said, while still holding my hands. "Uh.. y-yeah..! Uhm... i.. i'm good.." i stuttered, feeling his breath on top of my head. He was bigger and taller than me after all.

"Well, whatever you say, pup." He shrugged as he continued his work. I got a little flustered on the nickname, i never got used to that..

After, he went and ordered me to get supplies fron the duke.

As i was walking along the pathway to the duke, a few lycans were following me. They didnt seem to be attacking, so i just left them alone. However when i reached the duke, the lycans were gone. How strange.

"Well well well, if it isn't Heisenbergs pet! What brings you here, young man?" He says, with a shit eating grin. "Ah.. well, i'm just here for some supplies is al-" i was then cut off with a series of coughs, "Oh my, are you alright?" said the duke, genuinely concerned. "O-oh i'm fine i ju-" i was then cut off by another series of coughs, but just when i stopped, a small white flower petal came out of my mouth.

"Oh dear, i hope this isn't what i think it is... Are you sure you are alright?" Asked the duke. "I.. i dont know," i pause and look at the small flower petal in my hand. "do you know what's happening..?" I questioned him, very much confused. "It may be something called the 'Hanahaki disease'. It was said to just be an urban legend. Where, if you were suffering from unrequited love, you would begin to cough up flower petals." He explained. "I didnt think it was real.." he muttered to himself.

"..." i was silent as i stared in shock and horror, I'm.. coughing up flowers..? Like actual, real flowers...?

From.. unrequited love.... i should've known, i... i should've known that he would never feel the same way.

How could i be so stupid, to think he would fall for a mere mortal like me. Or atleast.. i think i'm mortal. "Well," the duke spoke up, "luckily there are two ways you can get rid of the sickness." My eyes lit up, "the person you like, either loves you back," he continued "or, you can get surgery. Not only will it remove the flowers, it also removes all of your feelings for this particullar person permanently."

"Th-that's great! I can finally get this 'hanahaki' disease while also getting rid of my feelings for him-!"

"Him?" The duke asked as he cut me off, "do you mean Lord Heisenberg?"

"Uh-" as i think about him, i start coughing again. This time, blood was spilling over. And so were many petals. "Oh dear.. so just the mere thought of him triggers it..?" He said, concerned. "Uh... i'll just... take the supplies. Thank you though, duke."

"No problem, stay safe. But remember, the longer you wait around with the flowers still inside you, the worse your state will become." He informs me,

"I'll try to get the surgery as fast as possible duke." I said, waving him goodbye.

As soon as i walked out, those same lycans followed me all the way back to the factory. Strange isn't it? Anyway, when you finally arrived at the factory, supplies in hand, I hear Lord Heisenberg open up the door.

"Here, let me help you with those." He says as he starts taking some of the bags.

"...Why are you being so nice all of a su-sudden?" I stammer as i try to hold in a cough. "Would you rather not have me nice, pup?" he growled. As i opened my mouth to speak, i was interrupted but a fit of coughs. Blood spilt out as did the petals. Heisenberg didn't seem to notice as he was already far ahead.

I try to cover it up as much as i can as i try to catch up with him. "Jeez.. Finally, you caught up-" he cut himself off. "Why is there blood on your face?" He said, slightly concerned. I froze. "Uh.." that was all i could say. "Whatever.." he said as he wiped the blood away from my face. A faint blush spread accross my cheeks.

I excused myself to the bathroom as i felt another fit of coughs. More blood splattered out as well as more petals. God it hurts. I heard a knock on the door. "Hey pet, you've been there a while, you sure you're alright?" He said

"Uh- yeah, i-i'm fine..!" I said, trying to hold in my coughs. "Well just make it quick, we have work to do." "Yes sir..!" I reply back quickly, not wanting to upset him. I quickly cleaned myself up and walked out of the bathroom. "Took you long enough." He sighed, annoyed. He went ahead and grabbed his hammer, dragging it along the metal floors. It was loud enough for him to not hear you cough up more petals.

~later that week~

My condition kept getting worse and worse, to the point i was barely able to breath. I've consulted the duke, however nothing seemed to work. No matter how much medicine, herbs or other medicinal items i jammed into my body, it just won't go away.

I was asked to come over Lady Dimitrescus castle, i'm not exactly sure why. Maybe she heard of this 'hanahaki' disease?

As i make my way to the castle, lycans started to follow me. Even more than before, why was this happening?

I finally arrive at the castle, the lycans seem to be watching me very carefully. I hear the doors open, and out came a tall lady. "Ah, Y/N! I'm glad you came! Come in." She said, holding the door open for me.

I walked in and was immediately tackled with a hug. "Uncle Y/N! You came!" Exclamed Daniela, one of Lady Dimitrescus daughters. "Oh, uh... hello Daniela." I say, hugging back. I never imagined them to warm up to me. "Now now Daniela, me and your Uncle Y/N have something to discuss."

"Aww man... well, i'll see you around Uncle Y/N!" She waved goodbye to me. "I'll see you around, Daniela." I say as i wave back. As soon as her footsteps were no longer in range, i spoke up. "So.. what did you want to talk about..?" I carefully asked the tall woman, not wanting to be sliced to bits. "Well, as i said before, the duke has informed me of something related to your wellbeing."

"So... you've heard about this.. 'hanahaki' disease, i assume...?" I say as i tense up even more. "The duke told me about it, and when i asked why he was informing me about this, he simply stated it had something to do with you. So tell me, do you have it?" She asked me with a concerned expression.

"W-well.. I-.." i say, sighing. "Yes, as far as i know." I reply, not wanting to lie to her. "As much as i dislike that wretched man, Heisenberg, i must ask, is he the object of your affection?" I froze. "Well... uh-" i cut myself off as i break into a fit of coughs growing more and more violent than the last. "Oh dear- MAIDS!" She called out, panicking, as blood and petals fall out of my mouth. She patted my back as i continue to cough. "So... it is Heisenberg.. I am terribly sorry Y/N i did not know this would happen.." she said, apologetically.

"I-it's alright-" i break into another fit of coughs. But instead of petals, this time, there were fully grown flowers. "i.. i can't b-breath.." i say almost blacking out. The last thing i see and hear are the maids, Lady Dimitrescu shouting to get the duke, and the door opening to reveal... Lord Heisenberg..? "Goddammit, out of my way-!" Was the last thing i heard before blacking out.

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.....

I woke up to the duke. I sat upright, "what... happ-" i was then cut off by the duke. "You're awake! Honestly, i.. didnt know if you would wake up.." he said sadly. "Thankfully, i was able to patch you up just fine. And after days and hours of research, i finally found an alternative to your hanahaki!" The duke said, switching from a sad, to a cheerful mood.

My eyes light up, "W-wait, really!?" I said as a smile creeps up on my face. The duke gives me a small bottle, "Here, take this. Free of charge!" He said as he smiles brightly. "Now, you should drink it as soon as possible. Lord Heisenberg is waiting for you outside."

"I will, thank you duke!" I said as i waved him goodbye. As I walked to the gates, I take the small bottle and drink it. Within seconds, the flowers were gone. I could finally breath again!

Walking out with a small smile, I saw Lord Heisenberg. "Oh, hey-!.. uh.. i mean, hey. You're awake, lets... get back to the factory..." he stammered out.

..

Was it just me, or were there tears on his face..?

The walk to the factory was silent, but as we walk up to the factory gates, he stops dead in his tracks. "Before we go in, I just uh.. wanted to let you know that the duke let me know about how you really felt about me." He said. "And.. after a long time of thinking about it.." he cuts himself off as his cheeks turn red,

"...I like you too." He confesses.

But,

I don't feel any different.

I don't have butterflies in my stomach.

I don't even feel my face heating up.

It was like...

I was never inlove with him in the first place.

"I... I'm sorry, Lord Heisenberg... but.. I dont feel the same way anymore. I think... it was that small bottle the duke gave me, but.. I am sorry, i don't feel the same way." "W-wait.. you're.. you're joking, right...?" I watch as his expression goes from flustered to heartbreak. "..." i grow silent.

"Let's... let's get inside... we'll catch a cold if we don't." I say, opening the doors to the factory, not wanting the situation to get more awkward. "...Y... yeah... just, gimme a minute.." he says as his voice was slightly shaking. "Alright.. just... please be quick, you'll get a cold." I said, walking in and closing the door on him.

[Heisenbergs pov]

"I... I'm sorry, Lord Heisenberg... but.. I dont feel the same way anymore. I think... it was that small bottle the duke gave me, but.. I am sorry, i don't feel the same way."

"W-wait.. you're.. you're joking, right...?" I say with my voice slightly shaking. Dammit.. god... fucking...

DAMMIT...!

Just when i thought i finally found the love of my life, he's stripped away from me.

"..." he was silent.

I could feel the heartbreak slowly filling me up.

"Let's... let's get inside... we'll catch a cold if we don't."

"...Y... yeah... just, gimme a minute.." i stammer while i try not to break down infront of him.

"Alright.. just... please be quick, you'll get a cold." He says, as he walks in and shuts the door. Heh.. it's cute how he still worries about me when..

Nevermind.

I need some time to thi-

My thoughts were interrupted when i started to violently cough. What i didn't expect though...

Was a flower petal.

"..."

"Heh..."

"So this is what he felt." I said, as i look at the bloody flower petal in my hand.

[llamagoddessofficial]

Happy (late im sorry) birthday @aka-indulgence !!! I wrote you a special thing... with one of your special boyos whomst you managed to convert me into loving. I hope you had a fun day!!

Tw; caves, broken bones

You’d stopped screaming a while ago.

There were a lot of reasons- for one, the air in the cave was damp, thick, choking... screaming required you to take a deep inhale of the stale smog and your lungs were already starting to reject it. It was borderline unbearable and you were pretty certain that if you survived this, you’d be choking and coughing for a week at least.

... But that wasn’t the biggest reason. That wasn’t the most important reason you were keeping your mouth shut tight, as you laid on your back in complete darkness, eyes darting around as fast as they could and leg numb with agony.

By this point, screaming was a critical danger that would get you killed.

... The cave just behind the cliff was rumoured to be impossibly deep, to have once contained some kind of legendary terrifying monster that reacted violently to intruders and killed those who didn’t heed its immediate warnings to leave. Of course, there were no modern sightings of this mythical beast, and it definitely sounded less like fact and more like some urban legend designed to keep people away from a dangerous area. No one had ever mapped it... no one wanted to, even the most intrepid of local explorers. The stories (and a healthy serving of common sense) seemed to have prevailed long enough for that particular entrance to just be left alone.

...

So of course, your study group decided it’d be such a good place to spend a Friday night, armed with nothing but half-charged torches, rucksacks full of drinks, and borrowed walking shoes.

You could feel tears gathering at the corners of your eyes, gravity dragging them down the sides of your face as you stared upward into the total blackness. It was stupid to come down here, horror movie levels of stupid- but you just couldn’t say no to them. The study group was the closest thing you had to friends, and you let them lure you into coming along, you’d allowed yourself to be led by your terror of being left out.

... You had no idea how long you’d been lying on your back in total darkness with your immovable leg throbbing with pain, but it was getting clearer and clearer no one was coming back for you.

... So I guess you’ve been left out after all- left out in a cave to die. 

...

A noise. You turned your head, quickly- a familiar blood red colour standing out against the black, closer than last time. Panic jolted through you once again and you grappled with your flashlight, turning it on and pointing it directly at the red; a harsh white circle of light appeared and illuminated a section of the cave. You saw bone and a wide maw of terrifying teeth for a split second before it retreated quickly from the glow in a flurry of movement, disappearing back into the nothingness, an aggravated snarl rippling through the cavern.

...

Your friends, if you could even call them that, seemed to have followed the philosophy of ‘don’t outrun the bear, just outrun the slowest person’. When the monster had attacked your group in the dark, everyone panicked and ran for the exit... and when you stumbled, falling down a steep shaft into what was most likely going to end up being your grave, you became the slowest person.

And the ‘bear’ focused on you.

... It was hanging around in the darkness surrounding you. You could hear it, scuttling, waiting, the terrifying sound bouncing off the walls and coming from every direction at once, you hated how your panic and the enclosed space worked perfectly together to fuck with your hearing. Your only hope was the flashlight you clutched in both quivering hands.

...

You turned to the left, and caught sight of the red again. An engorged, blood coloured orb, slowly moving closer to you like a stalking wolf- it paused when you raised the flashlight, ready to recoil, and you jammed your clammy thumb onto the on button.

...

Nothing.

...

“... N-no.” You said, tiny, voice cracking, shaking the device and mashing the useless button over and over. Suddenly, just like that, the darkness around you had swallowed you completely whole. “No, no, no...”

... 

The monster made the same realisation you had. The flashlight was out of battery. The bloody red eye contracted a fraction... and then, upon realising your only line of defence was gone, advanced toward you.

...

You screamed as loud as you possibly could. You screamed with your whole chest, so hard it ricocheted across the walls and rang in your ears, you kicked your good leg against the ground in a desperate attempt to push yourself away but your heel just slipped on the floor. The sound didn’t deter it- and the eye got bigger and bigger, coming closer by the second, the true scale of the thing hunting you was dawning alongside the panic.

It’s gonna eat me.

The eye was the size of your fist. You could smell something, something warm, its breath, you were seized with unparalleled fear and you blindly swung the useless torch like a weapon. To your shock, it connected- landing squarely on what must’ve been a cheekbone. But it did about as much damage as a pillow would to a rhino and the flashlight shattered into pieces upon impact, with the monster not even so much as flinching.

It was definitely breath, you could feel it in your hair. It smelled like blood. Giant hands moved around your torso, under your arms, and picked you clean up off the ground- and the oh-so-familiar heavy ‘scuttling’ sound of him moving filled your ears. 

S-someone help me!

You punched at his ribs, still ‘screaming' (it was hardly screaming anymore because it was punctured by cracks and thin breaths), the world was beginning to drown out. The sounds and smells and pain were all so overwhelming, the dark and red of his eye were already eating you before he’d even opened his mouth, all you could think about was how no matter how much you didn’t want to you were going to die.

...

Light. Light that wasn’t his eye. It was enough to distract from your shouting, pathetic attempt at making noise catching in your throat. Little glowing rocks- crystals, maybe, they dotted the floor and walls, creating a faint white that was just enough to see by but still filled the world around you with wriggling shadows.

... It was enough to, for the first time, properly see the creature that was taking you.

He was huge; a skeletal upper half, barrel-chested, shoulders twice the width of your own and a heavy sternum with ribs like prison bars. The size of his jaw and thickness of his teeth told you he wasn’t the kind of predator that wasted any time with theatrics; there was no serration, probably no venom, he wasn’t going to be using valuable time to suffocate victims. With a mouth like that he would get right to the point- crushing straight through bone like eggshell.

He was staring ahead. Concentrated.

... Your eyes darted past his skeletal body to the main thing you'd been afraid of seeing; his lower body was a centipede. Giant scar-mottled gleaming brown carapace, trailing off into the dark, massive hooked 'feet' working in perfect undulating tandem to move him effortlessly across the uneven cave floor. You had absolutely no idea how long he was, you couldn't even hazard a guess. No wonder you'd heard his scuttling all around you in the darkness, it wasn't your mind playing tricks on you, he'd literally been all around you- you never stood a chance, did you?

You'd wedged your arms between yourself and his massive ribcage, shaking hands pushing as hard as you could. Despite how obviously little it was counteracting his hold, it was your last way of feeling like you were fighting. Your face and neck ached, your chin was wobbling, your head pounded.. you were a melting ice statue ready to shatter at the slightest push.

You were running out of fight.

... He carried you up, over a lip, into a small alcove. A recessed section of rock, a cave within a cave- a slightly more concentrated cluster of those glowing stones revealed the interior was lined with furs, rags, chunks of sleeping bags, old and well-loved blankets. Some kind of nest.

I’m... am I hyperventilating? you thought, feeling disconnected and dizzy, mind retreating further and further away from your body as a final defence mechanism. Everything’s spinning. 

...

Softness. At first, you thought you’d just gone completely numb... but when you concentrated a little more, you were surprised to find you were staring up at the glow-dotted stone ceiling. 

...

... He’d... put you down. On his nest of blankets? He was hovering over you, breath still brushing your cheeks and forehead... that terrible eye shifted its gaze down your body, you felt like a dinner being surveyed.

... You couldn’t even bring yourself to try and wriggle away. What chance did you stand? Further and further into numbness... am I going into shock?

...

He reached toward your broken leg. You didn't even want to look at it; it hurt so badly. You squeezed your eyes shut, suppressing a sob.

...

Warmth.

A pleasant kind- like you'd just laid the broken limb beside a fire. Tingling faintly... magic? Healing magic? You couldn’t look, you didn’t have the stomach to see just how mangled the leg was, that’d just make it hurt even worse. But it was... 

... Nice.

The warmth was like an eraser. It floated over the leg, fuzzy and comforting, and wherever it floated the pain just... ebbed away. 

...

You opened your eyes again. When he stopped, there was no more pain in your leg. None at all. And he was just... sitting there. Staring at you.

...

“Y-you...” You croaked. The hole in the centre of his eyelight shrank a fraction. The magic felt like it was doing something to you; you could feel your shoulders slowly unwinding, chest relaxing enough for you to take breaths that actually filled your lungs, throbbing head settling down. “... You healed me?”

... Was clubbing him with a flashlight the wrong idea?

...

... He made a sound. Several sounds, actually... soft, throated, deep and staggered... chuffing, like a tiger. Such a gentle noise, for such a giant monster...

...

He seemed to make a decision. With one last little chuff and a nod to himself, his socket lidded... and he laid down next to you. One of his thick-as-your-head arms gently looped over your middle; you were vaguely aware of his centipede body gathering itself into the little alcove, some of it draping lazily over your lower legs.

... Keyword ‘vaguely’ aware. You were so tired, so tired and sick of being in pain, that you barely even wiggled in response to his strange cuddle-like gesture. He was... actually pretty warm... and he smelled like amber and campfires.

...

You were asleep before you could remember you needed to be scared of him touching you- that claws carding lovingly through your hair wasn’t supposed to feel nice.