#they think the possible permanent losses would happen far away where they can't see it and can't do anything to stop it

[mc-critical]

Curious that in the wake of Süleiman's first campaign, both Hürrem and Hatice are scared of forever losing the people they've come to love and have latched onto in order to keep going and find new meaning for themselves after their seemingly dealbreaking past and recent losses, all the while Hafsa reveals her intention to marry both of them off all in the same episode, thus reinforcing the alienation they would feel in Süleiman and Ibrahim's absences and threatening to fully cement it, cutting them off from their actual loves and bringing misery to them both.

[fire-lizard-ro]

SO UHHHHH- Beware the darker themes ahead. I know people were probably expecting more smut from me, but I find it hard to write smut for the Aeons??? Who even knows how that would actually work-

Anyways sorry for the lack of smut. OTL

I will feed y’all some good Geppie smut later!

GN reader

CW: mentions of death, permanent maiming, breaking bones, sadistic and obsessive tendencies, loss of self

Lemme know if I missed anything. T-T

I didn’t really get into it as much as I could have, so I don’t think it’s too bad. But still read that CW, please-

When it comes to the Aeons, I refuse to believe that they understand human conventions, morals, or ways of love. I think that with them, it's very easy for them to be a yandere??? Sorta?

Once they are interested in you, they won't immediately take you. They'll likely observe you, being interested in figuring out what it is that had them interested in you in the first place.

But slowly they become more convinced that you are someone they want to keep by their side.

Once they've decided that you should stay by their side, they'd likely kidnap you???

And I feel like as an Aeon who doesn't empathize with human emotions just has to keep you because you make them feel something truly novel- Is this that "love" that they always heard those humans talk about? That thing that they strive for yet the Aeons couldn't possibly hope to understand? So no matter how far you try to run, they'll find you.

Yaoshi

With this particular Aeon, I can see their love being one that is harmful for humans no matter how sweetly they put it.

They don't understand why you don't want the protection of their path and the blessing of everlasting life they can give you. :((

At some point, they'll likely give you the curse of mara, turning you into something you aren't. It's all because they love you and can't bear to see your mortal form crumble to nothing over the years and your life come to an end. They just couldn't accept that. So one day they tell you sweetly to close your eyes because they have a gift for you. One that you can keep... forever.

They understands that it will hurt. Yes. They understand that you'll lose your humanity and really your sense of being- But that's okay! They can take care of you. They'll never let you feel pain or suffering after this moment. You'll just have to take this moment of pain to have an eternity with them. Okay? :))

Honestly I can't really see why any of the Aeons would keep a human or other mortal around when what they pursue is something that mortal minds cannot truly fathom. Like with Nanook....

Nanook

(Disclaimer: what I said with Yaoshi? Y e a h - THIS ONE IS DEFINITELY HARMFUL TO HUMANS AND IT’S NOT EVEN PUT IN A SWEET WAY LIKE WITH YAOSHI.)

They are literally seeking the destruction of all things. Those who follow the Path of Destruction even sacrifice their own health and bodies in order to gain power in battle. The Path of the Destruction is one that seeks the end of all things. But maybe there's a slim chance that despite seeking to destroy all creation, they would find you oddly charming. A cute little thing that they cannot seem to take their eyes away from. Somehow, to them, you are just as beautiful as the fiery destruction they seek to bring to the universe.

Obsessively watching you and doing whatever they please to you. Keeping you close at all times, trapped in their embrace as though their hands were a living cage. Again- No matter where you run, no matter where you hide… they’ll find you. Their love is also Very Harmful to Humans TM. Holds you far too tight without really realizing it. But if you try to pry their large fingers off or you squirm too much… they only squeeze harder. To the point that you feel your skin bruising, flesh becoming sore and your very bones creaking. If you actually manage to get away from them somehow, I’m not sure what will happen to you. Not to mention the fact that it will be very VERY hard to run once you’ve escaped. Aeons can probably traverse the universe at speeds unfathomable. And their piercing gazes leave no stone unturned. How could you hope to hide from such all-seeing eyes? How can you hide from an Aeon? Once they’ve caught you again… you probably aren’t getting away. They may break you a bit. Juuust a but. Enough to discourage a second escape attempt- And maybe even enough to make that second attempt impossible. You don’t really need to walk if they’re always holding you, right? Maybe if they… break your legs? Careful you don’t anger them any more than that- Paralysis from the waist down is also a dangerous, but possible option. You may be broken after that, but they’re the Aeon of Destruction. You’ll be beautiful to them even broken. :))

At some point, if this was you second attempt and you’re somehow able to get away without them breaking your legs- Or hell maybe they did but you are just stubborn enough to devise a way to run away again (though likely not on those twisted legs of yours). Point is- If this is not your first attempt at escape, it’s likely that word of what happened the first time has spread. I doubt there’d be a planet in the galaxy willing to harbor you when Nanook could easily raze their cities to the ground and destroy the very planet they live on.

Nanook is the Most Dangerous of the Aeons to catch the attention of. Because I think with them, the most realistic thing would be that you are always one wrong step away from becoming a beautifully broken thing. The grand and beautiful destruction this Aeon sought. For what greater love is there than making you an example of their reason for being, right? Right? :)))

Or maybe it’s because they cannot be bothered with you if you become too much of a hassle even if they fancy you. I’m not really sure how Aeons really work, soooo…. I’d honestly be careful around this one… Even though I’m sure most would be considering their intimidating stature and nature.

Lan

I wonder if Lan would find it fun to let you think you’d escaped them only to hunt you down. I mean. They are the Aeon of the Hunt. Yes that means more than just that, but. I can see it. Some sort of sadistic glee they have in the fear in your eyes, the pounding in your heart, and the panicked breaths you take when realizing they’ve found you again. But they’d never hurt you! No, no, no- They certainly wouldn’t… Right?

IX

I don’t think there’d be any getting away from the Aeon of Nihility. 💀

I mean- Considering what happened in the Simulated Universe when meeting IX, I think you know why. I don’t know too much about them and no longer have many spoons for this so ye.

Maybe will write more about the Aeons later.

Sorry for any wack writing and typos it’s ass o’clock and it’s time for my eepy ass to go mimimimimimi- Might fix it eventually if I catch it.

[jaybird-fanfics]

Thing Of The Past |Ch.20|

⚠️Warnings: This story contains adult/sexual themes, graphic violence, and harsh language, please read with caution. Some of the plot from bnha/mha had been altered to better fit this story line.

Uncut Version Here

Previous | Next

🔞Minors DNI🔞

Dabi staggered back as Hawks's fist collided with his face once again. After hearing about what happened to Y/n, his anger took over, and now here he was, beating Dabi within an inch of his life. "How did this happen!?" Hawks yelled as he punched him again. Dabi met him with a monotoned response. " I was dying. That's how." And he still was, if Hawks kept going like this. "I'm not talking about that!"

"Then what?" Dabi panted, wiping his bloodied nose. "How did someone like Y/n, become so attached to someone like you!?" Dabi didn't meet Hawks' stare. "I see you took quite a liking to her in my absence." Hawks growled before punching him again, harder than the last, nearly toppling Dabi to the ground. "You know I'm gonna die of blood loss if you keep-"

"Do you have any idea of how much she loves you!?"

Dabi finally looked at Hawks with a shocked expression. "Do you, even love her at all?" His shock, turned quickly to anger. "Yeah, I do actually." Hawks laughed crudely. "No the fuck you don't! If you really loved her, you wouldn't have treated her like you did!" Hawks continued. "She told me herself how much she cared about you. You should have seen how hurt she was when she admitted it. She knows you're a shit person, and yet she still loves you. I can't possibly understand why...but Y/n she's...she means so much to me. And I refuse to see her hurt anymore over the likes of you! She came all this way, risked her life for you, and you don't even looked bothered!"

"You don't know a thing about how I feel!" Dabi snapped. "I loved her! I've always loved her! From the very first day I met her, I knew I had finally found someone who could see past my scars and love me for who I really am!" Dabi fell to his knees. "I swore to protect her, and I ended up hurting her. All because, I was too afraid to let her know, what my life had became. I'm not the same person that I was, I thought if she knew that...she would have left me. But even after I told her...she said she still loved me..." He continued.

"When she broke all ties with me...When I watched Hakai take her away...I felt something within me that I thought died a long time ago...pain. It hurt so bad, that I thought I might actually had been dying. So don't you dare pretend to know how I feel."

Then came a heavy silence between the two men.

Hawks approached Dabi, who kept his empty gaze steady on the dirt ground. He didn't flinch as Hawks stepped in front of him. However, he didn't expect Hawks to lower his hand, held out for Dabi to take. He looked up at Hawks, confused. "If you really love her that much...then do one good thing in your life...and help me save her." Hawks spoke calmly, not a trace of trickery in his eyes. Dabi never thought he'd live to see the day where he actually considered helping a hero.

A hero he didn't particularly favor at that, but Y/n was far more important this his petty rivalry with the feathered hero. And so, he put his pride aside, and took Hawks' hand.

"Don't think this is a permanent truce." Hawks started. "As soon as we save Y/n, you'll go right back to being a villain. Understand?" Dabi's grip on Hawks' hand became tighter. "No shit. When Y/n's safe, I'm gonna be on your ass like flies on shit."

"Then we're agreed. Now lets go save Y/n..."

Before they could go with the plan to save Y/n, Hawks had to see that Dabi was treated somehow. So Hawks had taken him back so his wounds could be properly treated. Hawks paid off some random, a bit shady, doctor a hefty amount to keep quiet about the whole ordeal, to which the doctor gladly accepted. "I knew you were a shitty hero." Dabi muttered. "Just shut up and get your ass in there." Hawks sighed heavily.

Once his wound had been sewed up, they were out and on their way. "Doc back there told me your wounds weren't entirely serious. So how come you looked like you were dying of blood loss back there?" Hawks asked, eyeing Dabi's blood stained shirt. "I was." Dabi muttered. "Y/n...she healed me with her quirk." Hawks stopped dead in hi tracks. "Quirk? What quirk? Y/n doesn't have a quirk."

"Well now she does. Don't ask me how, cause I couldn't tell ya if I really wanted to." Dabi put his hand over where the gaping wound use to be. "All I remember is that I felt warm, and before I knew it, I was fine. Well, mostly. Then I heard Hakai talking about her healing him, and you know the rest, he took her." Dabi explained.

Hawks could hardly believe it, but why else would Hakai want Y/n? If he wanted to kill her, he could have easily just done it right then and there. "Y/n has a quirk...wow. Sure is a late bloomer." Dabi repressed a smile as he spoke. "She had always been a bit special like that, this isn't anything too shocking to me. Of course her quirk would have something to do with helping others."

Hawks glances at him. "Just how long have you known Y/n?" He asked. "Long enough. Look. Just because we're saving her together, doesn't mean we have to be all buddy-buddy." Hawks rolled his eyes. "Sure."

Meanwhile, Hakai had Y/n backed to the very edge of the building. "Last chance. Heal me, or else." He warned her. Y/n stood her ground, her eyes never leaving his as she spoke sternly. "Never." Hakai huffed before grabbing her neck. "Fine. Then I guess I'll just have to make you." Y/n gasped for breath, her heart sinking as she felt her feet dangle from the building. It caught the attention of a few passerby, which turned into more and more, until people were calling for help and taking video of her and Hakai. Still, even being held over a drop of death, Y/n showed no fear.

"Nice knowing you." Hakai smirked as he began to use the same move that would result in the death of a quirk user. Red marks ran from his arm, down to his hand, and up Y/n's neck. It felt as if thousands of needles were stabbing into her throat all at once. She whimpered out a few pained sounds, but never screamed. She would not give him that satisfaction, even though the pain was mind numbing.

Her eyes snapped open as she felt her palms grow warm and glow with light, Hakai groaned out in pain as blood dripped from his nose. This move, was always one he could never perfect. To steal one's quirk and temporarily use it for his own. He had trained himself for years to pull it off, but never could, nearly killed himself a few times during the process as well. But he was determined to make it work this time, even if it did kill him in the end.

More blood fell from his nose as he put more energy into it, soon Y/n whole body was enveloped with warmth and light. The light drained from her, and into Hakai. His arm glowed with the same light until his whole body was covered it in. He felt his body become more and more energized. "Yes! It's working!" He laughed. Y/n felt her own body become weak as her quirk was being stole from her body.

Just as Hakai thought he would completely steal it, a new jolt of pain shot through his head. The pain caused him to let go of Y/n, she was sent plummeting down the tall building, the citizens below yelling out in shock as they saw her falling.

"Eh, oh well. It's more than enough." Hakai chuckled as he felt the new surge of power and energy fill his body. He felt as if he were brand new, like his body had finally caught up with his power.

Y/n felt her world come to a slow as she saw the sky grow further and further away from her. And yet, she felt no fear. She had no longer any fear to give in this moment. Instead, she felt peace as she closed her eyes, welcoming what was coming.

The harsh grip of death would not meet her however. Instead, she was met with the soft embrace she had been all too familiar with, as well as the voice she had grown to recognize, as the voice of a dear friend. Her eyes opened to see a most welcoming sight. "I got ya Y/n!"

"Keigo." Y/n breathlessly uttered. His hold on her tighten until she could feel him shaking. "That sure was a close one huh?" Hawks flew upwards. "Keigo I'm..." Y/n felt tears brimming her eyes. "Don't worry Y/n. We're here."

We're here? What did he mean by that. Y/n glanced back at he building she was falling from, to see...She gasped at what she saw.

Hakai, who was in shock yelled out. "Damn you...damn you! Why won't you just die!? Dabi!!!"

Dabi stood before Hakai, fists burning with blue flame. "I'm not dying until you're wiped from the world for good, you damn eyesore."

A bright smile found it's way onto Y/n's face, despite the tears that fell from her cheeks. He was alive! Touya was alive!

And he wasn't going anywhere, until he had Y/n back in his arms again...

[blueeyedheizer]

All Over Again - Matt (part 1)

WARNINGS: mention of a car accident, memory loss

A/N: Here it is ! The first part to my 3 or 4 parts fic. :) I know this trope is far from being original but I wanted to give it a go. Also this was originally supposed to be a one shot but the more I was writing, the more I got ideas so I decided to split it into a multiple part fics. let me know what you think xx

----

Matt was supposed to have been home from practice 2 hours ago. It was almost midnight and you were worried sick, pacing around the house and looking out the window every two minutes. You didn't think much of it at first and figured he had stayed in the studio a little longer to work on more songs, but after an hour you began to worry. You had tried calling his bandmates, but according to them he had left practice on time with everyone else.

“Did he seem upset during practice?” You questioned through the phone, biting your nails anxiously.

"It was a hard day, yeah. He kept on messing up his parts and was a bit more irritable than usual." James explains. You let out a deep, shaky sigh, one hand coming up to rest on your forehead and closing your eyes as you tried to keep your composure.

"Look James I, um- i'm sorry to bother you with this but Alex won't answer the phone either, do you think they might have gone to a pub together or something?"

"Alex went straight to his girlfriend's after practice. I'm sorry love, I really don't know about Matt. But don't worry about it too much, yeah? I'm sure he's fine. You know how he can be sometimes." you nod your head repeatedly, allowing a tear to slide down your cheek.

"Okay, yeah. Yeah, you're probably right. Thanks anyway James." you croak out before saying goodbye and ending the call. You had thought of calling Javed, but you knew it was already late and there was no way his dad would've let Matt in at such an hour. Your heart was beating insanely fast inside your chest and you were feeling like you could break down at any moment, the worst thoughts occupying your mind.

You eventually decided to lay down on the couch and play your favorite movie to try and get rid of the nagging voice in your head. Maybe he just went on a walk to clear his mind and stopped by a pub nearby. He might have met up with some friends there, which would explain why he was so late.

After a little while you heard the sound of the front door open. You immediately shot up, running over the door as Matt walked in. He didn't seem hurt at all, which was relieving. But you were still upset.

"Where the hell have you been?! Do you have any idea what time it is?!" he doesn't say anything and walks straight past you. "Matt, what's going on?!" you call after him as he makes his way to your shared bedroom.

"Why aren't you in bed?" he says coldly, completely ignoring your previous questions

"Because it's fucking midnight and my boyfriend who was supposed to be home two hours ago didn't show any sign of life until now!" you say and he scoffs. "I was worried sick, Matt!"

"I don't have a curfew to be home, Y/N. I've already had a shit day so if you could just fuck off and stop giving me unnecessary lectures I would appreciate it." you open your mouth to speak but close it again. You genuinely didn't know what to say anymore.

"Fine. Maybe I should leave and go have fun on my own somewhere then, since we don't have a curfew."

"Yeah, good. Leave. Maybe I'll finally get some peace and quiet." he spat.

With that, you turn around and walk out, grabbing your coat and car keys on your way. You storm out the front door, slamming it back close behind you and run straight to your car, silent tears leaving your eyes as you do.

You weren't sure how it happened.

Tears were blurring your vision as you drove to your best friend’s. You knew that she would gladly let you in, no matter what time of night you showed up, plus she wasn't the type to go to sleep early. You hated driving at night, but you needed to get some fresh air, you needed to get away from Matt. 

You eventually began to regret your decision of leaving as the fog covered your vision more than it already was with your tears. But it was too late to come back, and you still weren't ready to face him after what had just happened. He wanted to be alone, then he was going to get his alone time. Your hand gripped the wheel tightly as you wiped your cheeks and eyes furiously, but no matter how hard you tried to calm down and focus on the road, the tears would come back and blur your vision.

And before you had the chance to react to what was coming in front of you, you felt a violent collision, and your world went black.

Matt knew something was wrong the moment his dad burst into his room in a panic the next morning.

"Dad?! What the hell are you doing here? How did you get in?!" he yelled.

It was barely 7am when he got a call from the hospital letting him know that you had been taken there after a car accident. He was in shock, barely able to let any words out. You were like a daughter to him, so the news were hard to swallow. All he did since he burst into the room was to blurt out your name along with barely coherent words between breathless pants.

"Dad? What is it? What's wrong with Y/N?!" Matt said, immediately jumping out of bed. He grabbed his clothes and put them on quickly, waiting for an answer.

"She got– she in an accident last night. It's bad." he managed to get out.

Matt's heart stopped beating for a moment as he tried to comprehend what he was being told. Everything around him seemed to have stopped as the events from yesterday flashed through his mind. He stared at his dad, speechless, his face suddenly draining of all color as his eyes filled with tears. He was suddenly hit by a wave of guilt and he felt the whole air being knocked out of him. His heartbeat picked up and the room soon felt too suffocating. He couldn't breathe, the room was spinning, his ears ringing.

His dad grabbed his face with both hands to keep him grounded him then pat his cheek slightly.

"Come on now, we have to go. She needs you, son." He said, keeping a steady gaze on him. Matt snapped out of his daze and stormed out of the room, his dad following closely. He grabbed the car keys on his way and they both headed to the hospital in a hurry. Of course Matt’s dad insisted on driving, knowing that his son was in no way able to focus on the road in this state.

By the time they got there, Matt's eyes and face were bright red from how much he had been crying. He was out the door before the car even came to a complete stop, rushing into the emergency section of the building.

He burst through the front doors and begun looking around, trying to find a nurse, a doctor or anyone that could tell him about your condition. A nurse came out of one of the many rooms and he rushed towards her, tears still streaming down his cheeks as he asked where you were.

"Could you tell me her name again?" she asked, gently placing a hand on his shoulder to calm him down. He nodded and repeated, trying to keep it together. The nurse lead him to the reception, searched through her papers then looked up after a few seconds.

"She's in surgery right now so I can’t let you go see her just yet. We're doing the best we can to keep her alive, but from what I know she got into a pretty bad accident, and this kind of surgery requires hours and hours of work." she continues and he nods, trying not to completely break down in front of her. She gives him more details about the surgery before leading him to the waiting room where your family and some friends of yours were waiting.

three days later.

''It's been over half an an hour...'' Matt finally spoke up, breaking the silence as he paced anxiously around the waiting room. "Someone should be able to tell us something by now.''

''I'm sure there's nothing to worry about, Matt." Javed answered softly in an attempt to comfort both himself and Matt. Matt sighed and nodded before he finally sat down in the space between James and Javed. No one was speaking. Everyone avoided eye contact, too busy being lost in their own thoughts, moving their legs anxiously. Matt however couldn't stay still, but no one could blame him. He had been staying with you every day since you got there, even though you weren't awake, and now that they finally had some news they wouldn't let him see you. Family first.

He fidgeted and bit his lips nervously, the worst thoughts constantly occupying his mind. He buried his face in his hands, more tears falling down his face. Needless to say, no one had ever seen him like this before. He looked extremely tired and sleep-deprived, and the guilt was eating him alive. Javed placed a comforting hand on his back.

"You need to stop blaming yourself, Matt. This is not your fault." he says. "She’s going to be okay."

“It is my fault, J. If I hadn’t come home so late and told her to leave...—” he chokes, opening his mouth before closing it again. "She went out because of me. She's here because of me. If she had died—" he starts, but James interrupts him.

"But she's alive, mate. That's all that matters right now. You can't take back what you said or did, but you still have time with her to make it up."

As he was about to stand up and start pacing around again, Matt's head shot up at the sound of footsteps coming towards the waiting room. In a matter of seconds he was on his feet and your mom was at the door with a small forced smile and wet cheeks, a nurse standing beside her.

''Miss Y/L/N is awake.'' the nurse said. "You can see her, but you all should know that she's showing signs of amnesia." everyone's face dropped as they took in the information. "We do not know whether it is permanent or temporary. She remembers her mother and her name but couldn't tell us today's date, whether it is day, month or year. I just want you all to be prepared in case she has a hard time remembering any of you, which could be a possibility." Everyone in the room nodded then started hugging each other to express a deep relief along with sorrow. After three days of constant fear and sleepless nights, you were awake. But then, there was the possibility of you not remembering them. Matt hugged your mom tightly before they all followed the nurse into your room. His heart started racing as he thought about all the things he wanted to say to you. He didn't think apologies would be enough.

He finally snapped out of his thoughts when he reached the door to your room, his heart aching at the sight of his girlfriend laying on a hospital bed.

You were slightly startled when the door to your room opened again, your nurse walking in along with a bunch of people you couldn't quite recognise as you struggled to keep your eyes open. Your entire body felt numb. You tried to sit further up, but your were immediately stopped by a striking pain coming from your ribs. You lifted your hand in an attempt to scratch your head but you were surprised to feel a bandage under your fingertips and see one wrapped around your wrist. Confused, you realized the upper part of your body was bandaged, but you couldn’t quite figure out why.

"Hello again, Y/N." your nurse smiled "Some people are here to see you. Could you tell me if you recognise any of them?"

Vision still blurry, you frowned and attempted to turn your head to the right. You let out a small groan, the movement triggering an ache.

"Take your time, there is no rush." the nurse says.

Then someone took a seat next to you and grabbed a hold of your hand that wasn't bandaged. You eventually managed to take a proper look at your surroundings, looking around yourself. Your mom was there, along with Javed.

"Um...well, there's mom again. And Javed." you spoke weakly. A small smile curved your lips when you saw him. You two had been friends since 6th grade. You then looked at the two boys behind him. "I don't think I know you." you spoke with a frown." James and Alex's faces dropped a little, but they were kind of expecting it. You weren't as close with them as you were with Javed, so you had fewer memories of them and more forgettable ones.

Then you met the other boy's eyes, the one sitting beside you.

You said nothing while staring at him before realising that he was holding onto your hand which you slowly pried away from him. Your brows furrowed as you looked at him. His nose, his hair, his lips. Then his eyes. You looked into them, trying to find any form of familiarity, but there was none. Why was he holding your hand?

"Y/N?" he says, his voice weak. You could tell he was fighting back tears. You frowned again, lips parting in confusion. You gave your mom a worried glance before looking back at him.

"I...I'm sorry but, am I supposed to know you?"

[iplaydrake]

FULL CIRCLE - CHAPTER 6 - THE RIGHT AND WRONG (AND RIGHT AGAIN) WAY TO BE A STUNNER - PART 3

Catch Up Here :

CHAPTER 6 - THE RIGHT AND WRONG (AND RIGHT AGAIN) WAY TO BE A STUNNER - PART 2

Author’s Note : Positive feedback, constructive criticism, and reblogging are always welcome. I own nothing except the storyline of my MC. Everything else belongs to Pixelberry.

Pairing : Drake x MC

Tag List : @likethetailofacomet @carabeth @rhymesmenagerie @speedyoperarascalparty @butindeed @wannabemc2 @client-327 @jovialyouthmusic @be-still-my-aching-heart @riseandshinelittleblossom @lodberg @drakesensworld @alj4890 @rainbowsinthestorm @ao719 @andy-loves-corgis @drakewalkerisreal @whenyourheartskipsabeat @furiousherringoperatortoad @silentcoyotesong @choicesmacmakes @ladyangel70 @lady-alex-keith @notoriouscs @lynne1993 @qammh-blog @gnatbrain @sirbeepsalot

 *** FLASHBACK - 1 MONTH BEFORE SWEET 16 ***

“I don't even feel like I connect with her anymore; if I ever even did... I mean, what could she possibly see in a guy like me?” She immediately grabbed the piece of his hair she was playing with, yanking it back so he would look up at her. “Ow, Duck!”

“OK, first of all, I told you to stop talking about yourself like that and second, you are the most amazing man I've ever met, Drake. Any girl would be lucky to have a chance to even talk to you. If she can't see that, then that's her loss. God, I just don't understand why you... You know what? Nevermind...”

“What?”

“Nothing... Forget I said anything...”

He sat up from her lap and turned to face her. “Come on, Rem. What were you gonna say?”

She knew better than to think he'd let it go; he never did with her, always saying that the fact that she was so honest and open with him about what she was thinking was how he knew she was more real than any other noble at court. “Why you care so much about someone who treats you like shit.”

“You don't get it, Duck... You don't know what it's like for someone like me to be around people like them... No one treats me or sees me as anything but a commoner... And Kiara may not treat me good all the time but-”

She was suddenly tired of hiding her feelings from him and mad at the same time that after 3 months of spending time together he hadn't noticed them himself. She cut him off before he could continue. “Stop saying no one sees you! I'm here, Drake. I'm right here in front of you and I do! How can you sit there day in and day out and not realize it?... Can you honestly look me in the eye and tell me that you don't think about us? That you've never wondered what it would be like for us to be together?” He was silent for longer than she would have liked and before she could feel anymore embarrassed than she already was, she wiped at the imaginary dust on her pants and stood up. “I guess this is all in my head then... Listen, I'm gonna go, I'll see you... Whenever, I guess.”

As she turned to walk away, he quickly stood and reached out, grabbing her hand. “Rem, no! Please don’t leave!” She paused but didn't turn around. “Look, I'd be lying if I said I haven't thought about it... Probably more than I should... I mean, after these last few months, how could I not?” She turned to face him waiting for him to continue. "And you're right, you do see me. You are the only one who makes me feel like I'm worth a damn, the only one who takes the time to get to know the real me and I care about you; so much more than I ever thought possible... But Rem, you're only 16. It can't happen for us...” She knew it was the truth but it didn't hurt any less hearing it from him and she dropped her head, feeling the tears start to fall at his rejection. He immediately moved his hand to her cheek to get her to meet his eyes as he continued with a smile. “At least not right now... Listen, I'll make you a deal. We'll keep doing what we're doing, spending time, getting to know each other and we'll see where it takes us. I’ll even promise that if no other guy is lucky enough to experience what it's like to kiss you, it’ll be me... The minute you turn 18, I'll be your first.”

“What exactly are you saying, Drake?”

“I’m saying that if, in 2 years, you still think you want me, we'll be together... For real.”

She shook her head at him, unable to contain her smile. "There's no question in my mind that you're still going to be the one I want... I'm gonna marry you someday, Drake Walker."

*** END OF FLASHBACK ***

When she'd left home almost 6 years ago, she closed herself off to everyone, no longer trusting people's intentions and in turn, never allowing anyone close enough to hurt her. Any memories she had of the place that had caused her so much pain were buried deep down inside of her as she struggled to move on. But as hard as she tried, being home brought them to the surface faster than she'd expected and she could feel her guard dropping at the same speed. As she was packing her bag to head to Lythikos with her brothers and Savannah, she briefly wondered why she was going through these motions. In her mind, she had no intention of staying in Cordonia permanently, knowing there was no way she could stomach seeing, let alone interacting with, anyone who hurt her.

But it was the thought of getting close to Drake again or closer than she already was to Liam, that scared her more than anything. Between the look on Drake's face each time he begged her to believe him and the kiss she shared with each of them the day before, she knew that it was just a matter of time until she gave in to her feelings, knowing exactly where her heart would lie when it happened. Her kiss with Liam had been what she'd expected; sweet and gentle, the kind of kiss only a prince could give. But just like she knew it would, Drake's kiss left her breathless and wanting more. It was Drake... It would always be Drake.

So she did the only thing she could think of... She planned in her head how she was going to avoid him, knowing that after last night, staying away from him was the only chance she'd have if she wanted to make it back to New York with her heart intact. She walked out to the waiting limo, finishing the emails to her teachers and her boss, letting them all know that she wasn't coming back just yet, as she heard Maxwell call out to her.

“Rem, come on! We gotta go!”

“I'm coming, I'm co-” she froze as she looked up and saw him, leaning against the waiting limo. “Uh, Maxwell can I talk to you for a minute, please?”

“Remington, honestly, we do not have time for this.” She ignored Bertrand's call from inside as she gave Maxwell a look that said she wasn't asking. She grabbed his arm and yanked him far enough away where she hoped they wouldn't be overheard.

“Um, what the hell, Maxwell? What's he doing here?”

“What?” Maxwell asked, feigning ignorance. “He asked if he could catch a ride with us... He was supposed to go with Liam but he slept in, something about having a headache... What was I supposed to say?!”

She looked over at Drake, who was smirking at her. “Ugh, I should have hit him harder.”

“What?”

“Nothing... Let's just go...” She ignored the look Maxwell gave her as they walked back towards the limo and he slid in first, as she stopped in front of Drake. He motioned for her to get in, still smirking, and she shook her head, unable hide her own smile as he sat next to her, close enough that their knees were touching. She knew she was in big trouble as he looked down at her and winked, discretely locking his pinky finger with hers. A part of her knew she should pull her hand away, not wanting to give him the wrong idea, but another part was comforted by the simplicity of the gesture. That part won out as they stayed like that the whole way to Lythikos.

*****

“Come on, kid! Skate with me!” Maxwell didn't wait for her response as he grabbed her hand and dragged her out towards Hana. She couldn't help but laugh as the two of them literally skated circles around her. It had been forever since she'd been on the ice and it showed as she struggled to keep her balance and avoid running into anyone. As she made her way around the pond, she caught Drake's eyes as he watched her with a smile. She didn't notice the little blonde girl that was skating, both of them completely unaware that they were about to skate right into each other. By the time either realized, it was too late. The little girl couldn't stop herself as she flew right into Remi, knocking her down, Remi doing her best to take the brunt of the fall. She helped the little girl sit up slowly as Drake rushed out onto the ice, seeing Remi fall and everyone else huddled around them to make sure they were alright. “Whoa, are you ok, sweetie?” She looked around scared, almost as if she was going to be in trouble and as the crowd grew, so did the fear on her face. A woman Remi assumed was her mom hurried over apologizing, “I'm so sorry, Lady Remington! Are you ok?”

Remi immediately waved her off. “I'm perfectly fine! Is she? I tried asking her myself, but she wouldn't answer me.”

Her mother smiled sadly and Remi watched as she signed to her daughter, asking if she was alright. Remi put her hands up, stopping her. She took off her gloves, shifting the little girl's attention to herself to sign. “I'm so sorry I wasn't watching where I was going. Are you ok?” 

The little girl, realizing Remi could sign, smiled for the first time, excited to finally be able to talk to someone else. She signed back excitedly, tell Remi she was fine and they continued their conversation as everyone watched, stunned. Drake and Liam both smiled to themselves as they watched the interaction and after a few minutes, the little girl threw her arms around Remi, hugging her tightly. Her mom reached out for her hand and she waved back to Remi as they walked away. As the crowd slowly dissipated, Drake moved behind her, putting his hands under her arms to help her stand up. Hana, clearly impressed, was the first to speak up. “Wow, Remi! I had no idea you knew sign language.”

“It's not a big deal. I took some classes in school.” She met Drake's eyes and tried to hide her blush as everyone noticed the look he gave her.

“Come on, Rem. Let's head in for a little bit.” Maxwell said as he led her towards the estate. He turned back, catching Drake's attention, and made a slicing motion across his throat, hoping Drake got his message loud and clear.

*****

After dinner, everyone moved to the sitting room to continue their conversations. Remi couldn't help but notice Drake as he continuously looked down at his watch. 

“What's the matter, Walker? Got a hot date you can't be late for?” 

He didn't answer, instead holding out his hand for her to take. “Come with me? I wanna show you something.” She slid her hand in his, allowing him to interlock their fingers together as he led her out into the cold, stopping them when they reached a clearing not far from the estate. He stood in front of her, putting his hands on her shoulders. “Ok, so don't be mad...”

“Why would I be-” Before she could finish her sentence, he gave her a soft shove, catching her off guard, and she fell backwards into the snow.

“Heyyy!”

“What? I told you not to be mad...” He said as he let himself fall beside her.

“Seriously, Drake? What the-”

“Shhh... Watch!” He pointed up, making her shift her focus as a meteor shower lit up the night sky.

“Wow... This is amazing.” She looked over at him with a smile to see he was  already staring at her. She slowly slid her hand into his, both of them once again feeling the same spark from so long ago. “Thank you for sharing this with me.” she whispered. 

“I want to share everything with you, Rem.” He leaned over, pulling her into a long kiss before he felt her shiver underneath him. “You're freezing... Let's go in.” He stood first and helped her to her feet, and she slid her hand in his again, this time on instinct. They barely made it through the doorway before his mouth was on hers again, rushed and frantic, the build up of what they'd both waited for for so long now taking over, both knowing exactly where they wanted this to go. Before all logic could go out the window, Remi did her best to get his attention; there was something she knew she needed to tell him before things went any further.

"Drake... Drake, I...” 

“What, Baby?” He didn't stop, instead speaking through his kisses.

“I'm… I've never… been WITH anyone... Like this…" She said, trying catch her breath. He pulled away to look at her and she suddenly felt insecure under his surprised stare.

"I just... I mean before I left, anyway... I always thought me and you… That you would be my..." She fumbled with her words feeling more and more self-conscious by the minute. "I just... I wanted to be honest." She looked down, afraid to meet his eyes.

He brought his hands up, lifting her face and stared at her as if he was trying to remember this moment forever, before slowly leaning in to kiss her again. "I'll never know what I did to deserve you…” He kissed her once more before he held out his hand to her. “Come on, come with me.” She grabbed it, holding it tight in both of hers as he led her down the hall to his room.

Want to continue? Click below for the next chapter :

CHAPTER 7 : I’VE GOT YOU DOWN TO A TEE

[lightns881]

howdy 🤠 i really hope this doesnt annoy you :D

this is going to sound SO dumb but george is a meta right???? like he's not just a regular psychic?????? (i mean i'm assuming that's why he's called a metapsychic) ok now thinking about it, the answer to that question seems so obvious BUT IM DUMB AND I NEED CLARIFICATION (pls dont judge me)

also is george the only metapsychic??? OMG ARE YOU PULLING AN A:TLA WHERE HES THE LAST OF HIS KIND???? i know in your summary it said george realized there were other people "like him" but that could apply to so many things (gay, psychic, british, in need of therapy, imprisoned, meta, etc.)

are we also going to get any bamf george? he deserves to be a badass after dealing with so much shit. i am a firm believer that george could kick everyone's asses if he wanted to (especially mark bryan's)

which class/type is the most powerful? i feel like it should be deltas, but i'm biased towards george so i'm going with metapsychics. also aether one of the most feared EMs in history, and they were a metapsychic, so it's not that far of a stretch to assume metapsychics are the most powerful class. but it's up to you boss :)

what are the limits to deltas? can they take away other's powers permanently? can they absorb multiple powers? are the powers they absorb the same strength or weaker? like if hypothetically, a delta absorbed power from aether, would they gain all of her immense power and be super OP or just like a fraction of it? also if a delta gained powers from a different EM, would that EM become weaker? are there different levels of strengths for deltas? like could a really powerful delta absorb more power than a delta who isn't as powerful? or are they all the same?

so you explained that with each generation, EMs get weaker due to their bloodline being diluted, and that's also how some class/types went extinct. but then you also said metas had too high delta levels, and therefore their abilities couldn't be passed down. but obviously george is here, and so is olivia, so does that mean the delta bloodline thingy doesn't apply to them? like are their powers still diluted or are they just as powerful as other metas were back then? (*whispers* does this mean george could possibly be as powerful as aether??????)

i am LIVING for the possibility of dark!george or morally dubious!george btw, king shit.

i dont know if this was on purpose, but the direct parallels between dream&co. feeling outraged at EMs having to hide their powers (which dream considers to be a significant part of their true self) and deltas being able to (what i'm assuming) take away those powers is very ironic.

also, can i just SAY, i absolutely LOVE the direction you took this story in. most books/fics that have superpowers or fantasy aspects in it always have one super evil Bad Guy that's probably a thousands years old and was said to be unstoppable until 'the chosen one' rolls around. having the main conflict of this story revolve around political issues is such a nice change and it's opened up so many new possibilities as to how this story could end. honestly, i'm thrilled because i feel like with most stories, it always just ends with one epic Boss fight, and boom happily ever after. but you can't solve this issue with fists or superpowers, i mean it'd certainly help, but that's not the main premise of the story. it's about discrimination, inequality, loss, guilt, grief, love, friendship, family, etc. which not only, is a nice change of pace in stories like this, but it's also incredibly relatable because it reflects back on the things happening in our own world. it's amazing how you've come up with this beautiful storyline all on your own, and honestly i feel a bit scandalous because i have the pleasure of reading this for free.

ok i'm done :)))

long asks def do not annoy me! I love them!!!!

I don't think it's a dumb question seeing as I've never clarified! yes! he is a meta!! so the way it goes is: regular EMs, master EMs (evolved you could also say), and then metas

and idk, is he the last metapsychic? as far as we know he is but then again, we didn't even know deltas were still around and kicking soooo.... :)) AND LMAO I LOVE THAT, I agree, people like him might as well apply to all of those haha

there will be so much more bamf george!

deltas can only take powers temporarily. when they do, they're taking energy directly from the host, so the person will feel weaker and experience DDS (delta deficiency sickness) symptoms, also, if theoretically, a delta tried to absorb power from someone like aether, they would not be able to handle it unless they "know" how to control it--with power comes instability and the need to know how to manage it so I don't see it being a very nice experience for the delta since they could be like "overcharged" ig you could call it. deltas also have different levels of powers! some might be able to talk in powers easier/more at a time

the delta bloodline device was considered fact by the scientific community, but seeing as george and olivia exist, who knows? it could mean a lot of things! they could be exceptions or the entire theory could be wrong--scientific theories evolve over time and they work the same in this universe--so answer: we don't know, but there will be discussion of it later on!

AND I AM LIVING FOR HIM TOO! honestly, it's smt I REALLY wanted to do, and who knows? it might happen, but we'll just have to wait and see!

that was not on purpose but it's such an interesting parallel you caught! nice job!!!

and thank you!!!! as much as I enjoy chosen one stories, I find stories that mirror irl problems and human psychology and morally gray issues SO MUCH MORE INTERESTING!!! it's why the xmen were so interesting to me and shows that really disprove this whole good/bad guy dynamic so much!! I think they reveal so much about how we think and function and we need a lot more superhero franchises like that!

and you have no idea how much it means to me that you enjoy these parts of my writing because I try so hard to add meaning and reflect things I see in the real world but through a digestable and controllable medium that is still entertaining and I can actively explore different mindsets through. it takes a lot of work but it's so worth it! having such an engaging and sweet community like this is more than enough payment for me! I write to share, make people smile, and get better at my craft!! :D

ty for the lovely ask!

[seylennotes]

The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch with Jeffrey Zaslow

I have read this book many times in 2010, his words has left permanant values in my mind. So I reread the book again yesterday (years later) and I still love it. He is gone, but his inspiration will be always here.

You could say I love collecting words or saying that speak to me. So I compiles below my favorite saying from the book.

-"Here was a woman, having a child by accident that she surely would come to love. As for me, through the accident of cancer I'd be leaving three children to grow up without my love."

-"We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand."

-"My mother was a tough, old-school English teacher.. my dad was a World War II medic and he ran a small business which sold uto insurance."

-"In fact, growing up, i thought there were two typles of families:

1) those whoneed a dictionary to get through dinner.

2) Those who don't.

-"He'd also warn me that even if I was in a position of strength, whether at work or in relationships, I had to play fair. 'Just because you're in the driver's seat,doesn't mean you have to run people over."

-"Anybody out there who is a parent, if your kids want to paint their bedrooms, as a favor to me, let them do it. It'sll be OK."

-"Have something to bring to the table, because that will make you more welcome."

-"You've got to get the fundamentals down, because otherwise the fancy stuff is not going to work."

-"When you're screwing up and nobody says anything to you anymore, that means they've given up on you."

-"You give them something they can't do, they work hard until they find they can do it, and you just keep repeating the process."

-"What we really want them to learn is far more important: teamwork, perseverance, sportmanship, the value of hardwork, an ability to deal with adversity."

-"I don't believe in the no-win scenario."

-"The brick walls are there for a reason. They're not there to keep us out. The brick walls are there to give us a chance to show how badly we want something."

-"The park is open until 8 p.m."

-"Randy it's such a shame that people perceive you as being so arrogant, because it's going to limit what you're going to be able to accomplish in life."

-"People are more important than things"

-"I also want my niece and nephew to tell my kids a few things. First they can say simply that 'Your dad asked us to spend this time with you, just like he spent time with us.' I also hope they'll also explain to my kids how hard I fought to say alive. I signed up for the hardest treatments that could be thrown at me because I want to be around as long as possible to be there for my kids."

-"You can wlasy change your plan, but only if you have one."

-"HI, this is Randy, I waited until i was 39 to get married, so my wife and I are going away for a month. I hope you don't have a problem with that, but my boss does. Apparently, I have to be reachable. I then gave the names of Jai's parents and the city where they live. 'If you all directory assistance, you can get their number. And then, if you can convince my new in-law that your emergency merits interrupting their only daughter's honeymoon, they have our number."

-"Time is all you have. And you may find one day that you have less than you think."

-"Educators best serve students by helping them be more self-reflective."

-"If students in a particular group were standing close together, I knew they had bonded, and that the virtual world they created would be something worth seeing."

-"If I have to die, I am comforted by having Alice as a professional legacy."

-"I understand the arguments about how he billions of dollars spent to put men on the moon could have been used to fight poverty and hunger on earth. But, look, I'm a scientist who sees inspiration as the ultimate tool for doing good."

-"Life is too short. Somehow, with the passage of time, and the deadlines that life imposes, surrendering became the right thing to do."

-"Complaining does not work as a strategy. We all have finite time and energy. Any time we spend whining is unlikely to help us achieve our goals. And it won't make us happier."

-"What if we did A, instead of B?"

-"Almost everybody has a good side. Just keep waiting. It will come out."

-"Just ignore everything they say and only pay attention to what they do."

-"It's not how hard you hit. It's how hard you get hit.. and keep moving forward."

-"First penguin are losers who were difinitely going somewhere."

-"We don't want to create somethingthat people will want to destroy."

-"Go out and do for others what somebody did for you."

-"If I do something, what's the most terrible thing that could happen? Would I be eaten by a wolves?"

-"Halfhearted or insincere apologies are often worse than not apologizing at all because recipints find them insulting."

-"There is more than one way to measure profits and losses. On every level, institutions can and should have a heart."

-"If you're going to be a salesman, you might as well be selling something worthwhile, like education."

-"With all the deference my young, arrogant self could muster, I said 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to imply it was about money. It's just that they only awarded fifteen of these fellowship nationwide, so I thought it is an honor that would be relevant, and I apologize if that was presumptuos of me."

-"Everyone has to contribute to the common good. TO not do so can be described in one word: selfish."

-"Whenn we are connected to others, we become better people."

-"Sometimes all you have to do is ask."

-"She is too young. But I want her to grow up knowing that I was the first man ever to fall in love with her."

-"I love all three of my kids completely and differently. And I want them to know that I will love them for as long as they live. I will."

-"Kids, don't try to figure out what I wanted you to become. I want you to become what you want to become."

-"I've also reminded her that she's going to make mistakes and to just accept that. If I were able to live, we'd be making those mistakes together."

-"It's about how to lead your life. If you lead your life the right way, the karma will take care of itself. The dream will come to you."