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i just noticed (thought that has been plaguing me for two weeks) that I accidentally made witch eclipse too emotional and now I have to rewrite (reverse thought process cuz the only thing written was a timeline) his personality to make him a little less uh that
#random#witch eclipse#i think with all the silly stuff i've been drawing with him i kinda just forgot that he's supposed to be cold and cruel and volatile#cuz the way he's coded at the moment means that he's not going to get the pendant by any means necessary so uh#that's gotta be changed somehow#i do like the way i've characterized him tho#in the witch au he's not really as...explosive? as the og eclipse?#like yea he's like that but also he's kinda just? there?#i dunno how to explain it#he was angry and lashing out and everything in the beginning#but after realizing that no one was around to comfort him for his outbreaks#he kinda just. stopped experiencing emotions#he repressed a lot of stuff#that's kinda where his current personality stems from#where he always has to be doing something to prevent his brain from thinking about things he doesn't want to think about#i dunno how I'm going to incorporate lunar into this tho#because his relationship with lunar is similar to how it is in cannon#except he's not verbally abusive to lunar#he's not really physically abusive either#well at least not directly#he doesn't really view lunar as a person#he sort of just sees him as an extension of the pendant and a way to figure out its secrets and whatnot#kc-as caring as he was with eclipse-sort of established the fact that eclipse was just a project to him#this feeling increased greatly after the Argument#but that's where eclipse's behavior towards lunar stems from#anyways#rambles#in the tags specifically#wonder how much of this is gonna save#witch au
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⚣ Jason Todd: NSFW Alphabet 🔴
⚣🔴 A/N → I forgot I had written these out and had them on my old account. Did a little fine-tuning to them though. WARNINGS: 18+ MDNI | it's an NSFW alphabet so just expect the unexpected and the expected.
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
This man can go from rough and hard to soft and gentle in literal seconds. It’s like watching someone come out of a trance or possession. He’ll clean you up with a fresh rag and make sure you’re comfortable, especially if you’re sore (you’ll most definitely be). He’s clingy though.
You won’t get anywhere without him right beside you. And he won’t say it, but he loves it when you try to take care of him too. Jason is dominant and prefers to be in control, but that man is as needy as a newborn baby, and it gets 10x worse after sex.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Jason’s relationship with his body is difficult, but, if we’re talking about one where he’s healed, maybe been to therapy, and (slightly) moved on from his trauma, he probably favors his arms, chest, and hands. Jason prefers strength overlooking aesthetically fit, and he kind of always looks like he’s bulking but it's defined somehow. And because that adds to his overall size and level of intimidation, he loves working on those specific groups to increase them so he can in turn use them to intimidate people, especially those who try to flirt with you in front of him.
Now, on the other end, Jason is 100% an ass man. You can not change my mind. He loves you wearing any kind of tight or fitting material that molds to the shape of your butt and just being able to oogle and smack it when he wants. And smack it he does. Dude has the equivalent of 100 cheese necks in one palm and you feel it every time he lands one on your ass.
Bonus points if you have thick thighs that jiggle when you walk. He’ll be paying extra special attention to those, especially if you’re wearing any kind of short shorts or fitted athletic wear. He also has a slight obsession or fascination with your neck. Whether in the act or just chilling, his hands will somehow find their way to your neck whether it’s a gentle caress or a firm grip. And if he’s feeling a little possessive or riled up in the moment (which is frequent) it’s his favorite place to mark, and if you try to cover them up, it’s more motivation for him to leave even bigger ones. He likes it when people can tell and see that you belong to him.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
More of an oozer than a shooter unless he’s been holding a load in for a while. And his loads are thick. He may not shoot far but he’ll definitely give you enough to fill the bottom of a glass.
Also, no questions asked, he’s coming inside you. You just have to choose if it’s going to be your mouth or ass. Don’t ask, it’s a territorial thing with him. The thought of you walking around and greeting people while his babies are lodged deep inside your ass or fresh down your esophagus does wonders for his pride.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
If you’re not around and he’s really horny, he’ll masturbate with a piece of your clothing. Sometimes, he’ll also call you in the middle of it and won’t tell you just so he can hear your voice while edging himself to completion.
He also will purposely start arguments with you so you can have a reason to have angry make-up sex later.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Some small experiences before he died, and little hookups here and there when he came back and was somewhat in a good place with Bruce and himself. That being said, he gets most of his experience from his relationship with you. He quickly learns what he does like and what he doesn’t, and makes it known to you immediately.
He also may or may not go to Dick for advice or tips on how to improve. Going to Bruce is out of the question. And not just because that’s still technically his dad.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Doggy for one. It’s something about him grabbing you by your hair or even better, around your neck and forcing your body against his while he pounds into you from behind. He gets an exhilarating high from having you at his mercy and you surrendering yourself to him.
He also does favor missionary if he’s in a slightly more tender mood. But, If he’s feeling jealous or pissed off about something, he’s putting you up against a wall or in a corner with his hands around your neck and ramming you like there’s no tomorrow. Your legs will not be functioning for 24 hours.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Tends to be more serious in the moment. When he’s in the mood, he’s fully in it. Especially if he needs to get his frustrations out. However, the sound of you moaning and screaming his name will definitely bring a smug grin to his face.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He keeps himself adequately groomed. May grow some facial hair and have a little bush down there along with a happy trail but he’s good about keeping it neat and clean. And, if you want him to, he’ll shave it all, no questions needed.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
This he struggles with at times. It’s something he wasn’t given much of (especially with Bruce) so he doesn’t really know how to act when in those moments and he tends to get really uncomfortable, especially if it’s a particularly vulnerable moment for him. As far as during sex, he’s definitely on the more rough and brutish side, but he’ll always do his best to check on you.
It’s something he’s getting better at though. Even in moments without sex where you two are just lounging and sitting together, he’s good at reading you and knowing what you want or how to make you happy with small gestures and actions. He just wants to make sure you’re happy and that you feel loved (and that you belong to him and only him).
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Mentioned with dirty secrets. Really only does it when you’re not around. He’ll rarely do it just for the heck of it. He prefers getting his pleasure from pleasing and fucking (owning) you.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Dominance/Submission (Power Play) - Jason has had many things happen to him that he didn’t want or couldn’t control. It’s basically what influences this kink more than others. You submitting to Jason, letting him lead and have full control in sex and even in domestic scenarios creates a very satisfying and pleasurable feeling inside him. It also serves as reassurance for him, knowing that you fully trust him to the point where you basically surrender yourself to him. Getting back to more dirty things, this kink can include other aspects such as orgasm denial, bondage (on you), and verbal affirmation of your submission (dirty talk).
Choking (giving only) - This plays into the dominant/submission kink as well. It’s a rush from the feeling of control he has over whether you get to breathe or not while pounding your brains out. But, he’ll never go too far and he hopes you know that. However, he’s not at all okay with it being done to him. He does not like his neck being touched at all for that matter. Call it PTSD from his time with Joker and other things that have happened to him in the past, so it’s a big no-no. Although, with time and him getting more comfortable in the relationship, if he gives you a clear consenting sign that he’s okay with it, he’ll allow a gentle caress and rub down his neck, but only from you. Anyone else who tries to touch him on his neck risks several broken limbs.
Mirror Sex - A key part of his possessive nature toward you. He loves seeing himself fuck into you and even more, his ego gets a big boost from seeing you turn into an erotic mess while he’s inside you.
Size Difference - The fact that Jason can pick you up and throw you around like a rag doll, dwarfs you in size, or that his clothes (even if you’re tall and broad) can look three sizes too big on you is a major turn-on for him. He won’t say it, but he likes the idea of someone smaller than him that he can protect.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Weird enough, the thought comes to mind that Jason has a weird obsession with having sex with you in tight spaces. Mainly, places like the shower or the car. It ties a bit into his power and size kink. Something about the size of his body towering over you in a small space riles him up like no other. It’s the feeling or sensation that he’s got you cornered that drives that feeling. Kind of like an outlet for him to deal with his trauma of when he was actually trapped/cornered.
Also, he has it in his mind that whenever you move in together, he has to fuck you on every single available surface in your place. Christening your home with your love is how he likes to think of it. Plus, he gets a nasty kick out of when guests are over, imagining in his mind that they’re sitting in places where he had you crying out and cumming on his dick multiple times.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
#1:Jealousy & Possessiveness – The idea of you finding anyone else attractive, let alone giving them your attention which is only supposed to be reserved for him, he’ll be quick to snatch you into the nearest closet or bathroom to remind you who you belong to. And it doesn’t matter who it is besides your parents or his family. It could be the barista at the cafe, a random guy who gave you a friendly nod, or god forbid, an old classmate or co-worker you happened to bump into on the street. Jason is a selfish & protective little fucker who doesn’t even want to consider the idea of someone else thinking they can have what’s only for him.
#2: Clothes – Please, exercise caution when picking your outfit for any particular event. Jason’s never gonna tell you what you can’t wear, but keep in mind that again, he’s a selfish and protective little fucker who has the sex drive of a large animal. Wearing anything even slightly tight or a bit showy for his taste can and will land you in many situations where Jason has pulled you aside somewhere quiet and private to have at your body. And don’t let him catch others ogling your outfit or even giving you the slightest compliment or all hell is breaking loose. Not to say he doesn’t like it, he loves it. But, you’re for his eyes only. Now, if it’s his clothes you’re wearing out, please be aware that at some point, you may be buying him a new shirt/hoodie cause he’s about to rip it off you.
#3: Arguing – Something in that man thrives on chaos, and when you and he are going at it, he can’t help but get hard. And again, hot, angry makeup sex. Duh…
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)
He will not do any form of rape/forced play, including machoism and sadism. His vigilante life and past trauma already left a deep scar on him and anything that resembles that can and will trigger him. Plus, he knows he’s way stronger and doesn’t want to even take the risk of hurting you in any way.
Unless we’re talking Arkham Jason. That’s a completely different story.
He would clear it with you first that you’re okay with bondage and choking, but he doesn’t want it performed on him, especially the choking, as we’re already aware that he’s very sensitive about his neck.
Any extreme BDSM kinks like piss play or fisting is also a major turn-off for him. Exhibitionism is a straight-up no. Jason would rather drink from the Lazarus pit than have anyone looking at you in a state that he’s only allowed to see you in. Don’t even attempt to pitch the idea of a threesome or foursome or just any suggestion of bringing someone else in on your fun. It will turn into a major argument and not a good one that ends in happy fun.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Inexperienced but picks it up quickly and learns what gets more of a reaction from you. He’s a fast learner and loves it when he’s able to drive you over the edge with his mouth alone. Also, if we’re talking about eating out, he’ll happily do it till the sun turns blue. There’s something about tasting you on his tongue that just really gets him riled up.
But, if we’re talking dick-sucking, definitely prefers receiving over giving. Jason finds it extremely hot seeing you go up and down on him with your mouth, especially when he grabs your hair or head and starts to force your head up and down or starts thrusting in your mouth. He loves seeing you slobber and choke all over him. And if you look up and give him a teary-eyed but submissive look, game over (in a good way).
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Definitely fast and rough. And if it’s not, you can bet he’s delivering some powerful strokes that will have you squeezing and clenching your legs all around him. Plus, he notices the harder he goes, the more you squeeze yourself against him while pressing your nails into his back and biting at his skin, trying to silence your loud moans and cries. Though, it’s probably not the best idea because he’ll just go even harder to force those noises out of you. And, those are marks and scars he will PROUDLY wear.
It takes him time (if you even decide at all that you want him to) to learn how to move at a softer, slower, and more sensual pace. But, if it’s something you truly desire, he’ll work on it and do everything he can to make you happy. But, that doesn’t mean rough sex goes away. It actually makes it even more hot, especially when Jason is in one of his moods.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He’s not opposed to them. But, Jason likes to take his time with you. He doesn’t like to rush and hates the idea of feeling as if someone is going to interrupt him. No one should intrude upon your special time with each other. God bless (and protect) the unlucky souls that do.
But, if he’s really in the mood and he can’t get you to an ideal private place in a fast enough time, he’s not above pulling you into the nearest dark room or corner to get down and dirty, especially if he’s feeling a little territorial because someone decided they wanted to be brave stupid and hit on you. He’s more than happy to remind you who you’re in a relationship with. Or if you’re not in a relationship, then just who’s fucking you every single night, plain and simple. Either way, quickies to him are basically just his versions of reminders to you for what happens when he gets a bit jealous.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
You’d have to move at a snail’s pace with him if you want to introduce something new to your routine. If it’s something small, then he may go ahead and give in to it, but Jason craves consistency and normalcy, and that includes sex. Asking him to try something new can hit a sore spot cause it may seem like what you two are doing now isn’t enough for you anymore.
But, if you reassure him it’s not that, and just slowly introduce the idea to him, (double points if he likes it off the start) then you’re definitely in for a treat. For you, and you only, he is willing to step out of his comfort zone, as long as it’s not too crazy or on his no-no list.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Depends on his mood and what prompted the sex. He could go for one round or two if he’s just feeling a little feral and wants a piece of you. If it’s a jealous or angry fit after an argument, you might wanna cancel any plans after, cause he’s certainly not letting you leave the bed, the house, or wherever you are until your legs are basically useless.
The same thing goes for the duration of a round, especially if you’ve got the good good (hehe). If you’re really giving it to him. Mans may be lucky to make it past 10 minutes, but that’s not too bad. It means he can cuddle you, or you cuddle him. Either way, cuddles are non-negotiable after a round. But, if you two just got done hashing it out over something or you decided to poke one too many of his buttons, he’s dragging it out as long as he can. This means exiting out of you whenever he feels like he’s getting too close, and denying you your own orgasm as well (that damn control factor strikes again).
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Jason doesn’t own any toys and never really had an interest in them. It’s not something he’d really get into on his own and only would experiment with them if you asked. The most he’s got is handcuffs or rope he’d use for bondage but that’s as far as he would take it.
If you were to use toys, he’d definitely prefer him using them on you unless there was something else specific involved that didn’t cross one of his boundaries.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
50/50. If you’re teasing him, payback’s a fucker named Jason. He’ll kiss all your sweet spots, nibble on your chest, and barely give any attention to your dick/genitals. Especially if he’s in one of his ‘I want to hear you beg for me, tell me who owns you’ moods.
If he wants to get to the point, then you can expect to be promptly thrown onto the bed or whatever surface is nearby, and the most he’ll do here is tie or cuff your hands so you can’t touch him, knowing how much you like to feel his body while he’s ramming yours.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Jason’s loud. But, in a very grunty-like way. You may have to fight tooth and nail to get him to moan for you, but by golly is he expressive when you manage to get it out of him. For the most part, though, he’s giving grunts, growls, and grumbles. You’ll mainly hear him whisper into your ear, reminding you that he’s the one currently plowing your guts and that no one else is allowed to see you like this but him.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He likes fucking you with clothes on frequently. You’re wearing a tight compression shirt that’s showing your pecs, abs, and just overall body, he’s got you bent over a surface while oogling your muscle constricting under a shirt. Wearing a jockstrap or thong in the gym and he can see it, he’s pulling them down and that underwear aside just enough to get inside you. You’re not complaining though. If he’s wearing his own compression and muscle shirts all the better for you, getting to ogle and rub his muscles while he’s hammering inside of you like an animal.
He also really enjoys massages. Particularly on his shoulders, back, and chest. He loves it when you lick and play around with the head of his dick and when you run your fingers through his hair while his face is buried in your neck kissing and leaving marks all over.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Bigger than average.
8-9 inches minimum. He’s thick and girthy down as well. Maybe narrower at the base with a really large and bulbous head. Entering can be a bit of a challenge, but it gets easier the further he gets inside. Also has a curve to his dick.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Jason has a fairly high sex drive and the Lazarus pit only increased that. His libido can sometimes be more emotion-driven so feelings of love, anger, or even just a slight irritation will get him hard.
Maybe you’re not fucking every hour of the day, but he’s gotta have you in some shape or form at least once or twice a day. Whether it’s a blowjob, hand-job, or one of his jealous reminder quickies.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He can go to sleep fairly quickly, but only after he’s properly cared for you and cleaned you up. Also, he has to have your body pressed against him. Cuddles are vitally important and you should never once not want to cuddle him. It’s the one intimate thing he’s got down perfectly to a T.
However, he has more than once fallen asleep while still inside you and in the position you both finished in. It can lead to a comfortable or uncomfortable scenario, depending on the situation.
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Gender neutral reader x Blade
Synopsis: An accident at the accommodation resulted in a late-night stroll to the store. Tensions were high as things grew heated between you and Blade. After resolving your issues, you were met with yet another challenge just before entering the store. He was sure no one would recognise him while he was dressed undercover.
Word count: 1.3k
Contains: Slice of life, subtle displays of affection, Blade in casual attire, gender neutral reader, fluff.
Duty calls. Except, it wasn’t duty at all. It was an evening stroll to the store to stock up on food supplies after a kitchen incident. Burnt food. A completely wrecked pan too. You were guilty as charged for destroying the pan, but he was the one who forgot it was on the stove in the first place.
By your side was Blade, his appearance concealed from head to toe: a black beanie, sunglasses, surgical mask, and a matching black outfit to go. If you weren’t handed money before heading out of the door, you would question whether you were sourcing these items ethically with his mysterious appearance or if you were robbing the building.
It was tense. His strides were far too long for you to keep up, trailing behind greatly while he effortlessly walked ahead. Though he claimed he wasn’t upset, it was clear he was throwing some form of tantrum. The two of you had been screaming at one another in the kitchen, managing to alert the rest of the Stellaron Hunters who were present.
“Can you slow down?” You call out, though he doesn’t pause. He turns his head to address you.
“Perhaps you should train more.”
“You’re ridiculous. If you learned how to properly tend to a stove we wouldn’t be in this situation.”
“Who in the right mind puts a hot pan directly into cold water?”
“I was panicking.” You mumble, not expecting him to hear it over the strong gusts of wind.
“You were panicking? I was the one who had to put the fire out while you stood there, doing nothing, yelling down my ear.”
With a displeased grunt, he slows his pace down and waits for you to reach his side. There would be no point in forming an active rivalry with someone he is forced to work with and live alongside. If life wasn’t already some form of misery, dealing with that would be the deciding factor testing whatever remains of his patience.
Blade doesn’t hate you. He’s mostly indifferent to the people around him. There are times when he appears more distant than others, but he’s mostly pleasant company on rare occasions.
“Would you like to walk around the pier before we head back?”
“Why?” Blade stares down at you, a lock from his bangs escaping the beanie as his head tilts.
“You like it there, don’t you?”
“Sometimes. We’ll see what time it is when we’re done.”
“You look so different like this.” Stringing the conversation along, you attempt to distract him from the previous heated scene.
“What?”
“Casual. It’s strangely off-putting.”
“Do you think I sleep in a suit?” Blade scoffed. He wasn’t offended, simply baffled by how idiotic you make yourself sound on occasion.
“I wouldn’t put it far past you.”
“Do you say the same thing to the others?”
His question was met with silence. Amused by your unspoken answer, he snickers.
“I see how it is.” He added, returning his vision to the road ahead.
“It’s nothing personal. When I first met you, I got the impression that you were overly formal, even in your downtime.”
“That means I was doing my job right.”
“I suppose. You’re not as bad as I thought you were.” While it’s true you struggled to bond with him at first, you feel yourself becoming more comfortable by his side as days go by.
“You’re bearable.”
“I’ll take your compliment as a sign our argument is officially concluding.” Leaning over, you press your head against him before he nudges you away, a humorous huff of air exerting from his nose.
Now in the main streets of the city, the amount of civilians and the volume of surrounding areas drastically increases. Crowds were bustling around street food stalls and vendors were flagging over customers from afar, children innocently playing in the fountains which sprayed out from the floor while their parents watched on nearby benches.
Despite it being overwhelming, you found an odd sense of peace while being in this area. Blade kept his head low and made sure you remained close to his side. Losing you amongst the crowds would only prolong the outing for much longer than necessary.
As you drew closer to the store you usually go to, you felt an odd amount of eyes on you. Getting glances in public was something you had grown accustomed to, but this was far more than a handful. Blade didn’t seem to notice, continuing his saunter to get things over with.
Just before you reach the storefront, the squeals of young girls echo out from behind. Footsteps rapidly charged, their words becoming registered as they inched closer.
“Is it really him?! Are you sure?!” One of them exclaims, clearly eager to grab a glance.
“It is! It looks just like him!”
“Get your camera out!”
Storming in front of you and blocking your path is a group of youthful girls, the smiles on their faces wide as they gaze in awe at Blade who stands puzzled in front of them.
“Ah, I can’t believe it! I loved you in the new drama! May I please have your autograph?”
“You did so well! When is your next movie going to be out? We saw the film set on social media!” Another says, gawking as though he was the first man she had ever laid eyes on.
“My next movie?” Blade furrows his brows, glancing back at you with a frantic sense of horror in his eyes.
“How to Steal a Heart! The romcom!”
“Please sign my notebook! Can you write my name and a note too?”
“Give him a moment. He’s still growing used to fan interaction.” You interject the girls who were waddling closer, stretching your arm as a makeshift barrier.
“Okay, thank you, manager! You’re so lucky. I would love to have your job!”
“I have a pen if you need one!”
While they continue to gush, you pull Blade aside, his cheeks bearing a pink tinge from embarrassment. Initially, you had thought your cover had been blown. It had, but not in the way either of you were expecting.
“Are you alright?”
“Who do they think I am?” Judging by the tone, you can tell he was overwhelmed. It was sudden—you feel the pressure too.
“There’s a movie out now in cinemas with the debut of a new actor. He had quite a large social media presence which landed him the role.”
“I’d rather the guards have caught us.”
“Are you going to sign their books?”
“I’m not the person they think I am!”
“If you don’t, it’ll cause more of a scene. They’ll start to question who you are. We don’t need any more attention on us.”
“Nothing I have done could amount to me deserving this. Why does this never happen to anyone else?”
“Enough of the self-pity. This is what his signature looks like; do your best to replicate it.”
Analysing the unique features of this man’s handwriting, Blade grunts and turns back to the girls who were eagerly waiting for him. Reaching forward, he takes the pen and begins scribbling on the notebooks handed, quickly getting them out of the way. Just when he thought he was done, the girl who asked for a photo tugged him by the arm and raised her phone.
“Can we do the heart pose with our hands? I do one half and you do the other!”
“…” Blade stares at you, the nod of your head giving him the answer he needs. “Fine.”
It was a sight to see. With a few more flashes of the camera, he was finally free, the girls scurrying away when they were content with what they had forged from him. In one swift movement, he snatched you by the forearm and dragged you inside.
Speeding through the aisles, Blade gathered everything necessary and dumped it in the basket while you checked out at self-service. When all items are bagged, you make your way outside and are instantly directed on a different route. The area became quiet; you and Blade seemed to be alone on this narrow path. After a few more minutes of following the desolate road, the sparkling lights of the pier finally come into view.
“So, when can I get your autograph?” You tease, shooting him a glance as he takes his sunglasses off.
In a sudden motion, he takes your wrist and grips it firmly in his gloved hand. Using the tip of his index finger, he traces the letters of his name onto your palm, invisibly engraving himself on your skin.
“I don’t believe I need any more fans this evening. We have to head back soon.” Even though he carried the same monotone voice, it seemed softer than usual. This was his time to relax after enduring an excessive amount of unnecessary stress this evening. Having you by his side wasn’t so bad after all. What would he have done without you?
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Man Of The Past (Kaidan Alenko X Male Reader)
The mission didn’t need to become as drastic as it did. Shepard’s crew just needed to collect some equipment at a human colony. Out of nowhere, some rogue bandits ambushed them and thought they could defeat them. Luckily, Shepard and his allies saved the colony and all of its people. However, it isn’t only Shepard’s crew who saved them, as a third party helped them. The commander notices the biotic man and his abilities and decided to talk with him. Together with his crew, Kaidan and Garrus, they greet the stranger at the side of the town.
“Nice work out there. You live here?”
As the stranger turns around to greet the man, he notices the other man. Both of them locks eyes to each other, recognizing the other person instantly. “Long time not seen.”
“Not long enough.” Kaidan responds back with some snark.
Shepard raises an eyebrow towards his teammate. “You know him?”
“Sadly.” Kaidan says back with some snark.
“Don’t mind him. He’s still salty he lost to me so many times.”
“Do any of you mind giving us some context?” Garrus requests, done with their vagueness rather quick.
“He’s Y/N.” Kaidan introduces him. “We met at Brain Camp.”
“Biotic Acclimation and Temperance Training. BAaT for short.” Y/N says with a smirky smile. “Though after that got shut down thanks to a certain someone.” He looks back at Kaidan, who frowns at him. “I studied with different Asari camps and now I’m known as just a humble merc. Whether it’s for protection, an extra hand or committing war crimes, I’m your guy.”
“Sounds like you got experience.” Shepard is intrigued by the mercenary.
“I wouldn’t get excited.” Kaidan stops his friend. “This is a guy who throws his morality away if he gets money… or just some fun.” He gives a cold gaze at him.
“You say that, but let the guy say his offer.” Y/N looks back at the commander. “I heard of you, ya know? I know your cause, and whatever alignment I have, humanities, as well everyone’s sake, can’t be allowed to cease to exist. And since you need every men, I doubt it can’t hurt to have an experienced biotic soldier join you on the field.”
Shepard thinks about it. Kaidan notices this but doesn’t raise his voice. If anything, how could he give an argument to decline Y/N’s slimy offer.
“Let’s discuss the price.”
-
And so, Shepard’s squad got filled with one more member. With another biotic on the team, their strength greatly increases. He manages to fit well with the team. He often chats with Garrus, EDI and Tali. Workout with Liara and James. And because of his powers, often got picked as a squad member by Shepard. The only person who doesn’t like him is Kaidan, who keeps his distance to him. Being observant as he is, Shepard notices this and decided to confront him about it.
“You alright?” They’re sitting at living area, where Kaidan is eating his lunch.
“Yes.”
“Sure doesn’t seem like it.” Shepard responds. “You’ve been quieter ever since Y/N joined.”
“Does it matter what I think? Whatever I feel towards him, he’s still a valuable ally and a strong squad member. I can’t demand to you he gets kicked out.”
“Kaidan, you know me. You’re free to talk to me.” Shepard assures.
The man sighs. “We’ve been both at Brain Camp. Conatix was quick to notices Y/N’s natural abilities, despite him joining later then me and many others. And so, he got treated favorable. With his quick learning, he manages to beat the rest of us. He was a quiet kid at first. Shy, modest, never having the guts to speak up. We were friends… at first. And then Vyrnnus came. He saw his talent quick to the point he offered some kind of high station where he works at.” He let out a sad chuckle. “I remember how happy he was. He was so proud of himself he managed to get recognition from his work.”
“You two sounded close.” Shepard comments. “How did it all fall apart?”
“My friend Rahna… once disobeyed an order from Vyrnnus. That’s when he tried to break her arm. Things escalate, and I lost control of my power… That’s when BAaT shut down, thanks to me. And so there goes Y/N chance for what he considered a better life. He blamed me for it, and like you can see, he still does.” Although still looking down at Kaidan, he wished things could’ve went different. “I have no regret protecting a friend, Shepard. And he doesn’t have any regrets of wanting to walk the path he wanted.”
Shepard hums. “Sounds like a rough past.”
“You could say that again.” Kaidan frowns, remembering the past all too well. “I won’t let my grudge take a hold on me. You don’t have to worry about that.”
“I won’t.”
-
Seeing his new recruit working out at the hangar, Shepard decided to join him.
“Want a sparring partner?”
Y/N looks up from his sit-ups. “Sure.” He stands up. “Gotta earns some respect from the boss.”
And so, they face each other and spar with each other. While doing so, the commander hopes he can learn a thing or two about him.
“I talked to Kaidan.”
“Did you now? Did he talked about us?”
“Yes.” Shepard responds.
“Figured. Was only a matter of time.” Y/N sounds like he doesn’t care. “Anything else you wanted to know?”
“Not that I think of it.” They continue to talk as they share some punches. “I respect your decisions. I just want to know there won’t be any problem between you two.”
“Nothing unprofessional, no. Personal though, can’t promise. It’s not easy to see your ex.”
“Ex?” Shepard is surprised to hear that. He thought Kaidan was talking about an old friend, not a boyfriend.
“Yeah, ex.” Y/N says. “We two used to be a thing back at BAaT. …Until we didn’t.”
Shepard hums. “Do you miss him?”
“Nope.” Shepard thinks he can hear some doubt in his answer. “He thought I was being ridiculous. I thought he was an asshole from ruining my chances. I doubt we get together any chance soon.”
“If you say so…”
-
“I really think we should stay out of it.”
“Nonsense.” Tali says with a hiccup. “This could be the love story we needed.”
While having a little R&R at the apartment Shepard got, the entire team is relaxing around the place. While at the bar, Shepard is chatting with Tali, Garrus and Liara.
“We only will be involved with business we aren’t even a part of.” Garrus continues sharing his doubt. “Besides, we all enjoy when the two roast each other.”
“Do I?” Liara questions. “I don’t think they have to be a couple, but they can at least bury the hatchet.”
“With looove.” Tali sounds cheery. “We just have them realize their true feelings. Aah, I know! This is the time for a drinking game!”
“Well, I wouldn’t say no to that.” Although still doubting in Tali’s intention, Garrus is more than happy to watch some fools drinking their asses off. “You two in?”
“I think I pass.” Liara respectively declines.
That’s when Garrus looks at Shepard, who can’t help but smirk. “Let’s get those idiots get back together.”
“That’s the spirit!” Tali cheers.
-
“What are we? High schoolers?” James asked, as he and the others sit around the living room. In the middle, there is a bottle.
“I saw this in a human made movie a long time ago.” Tali explains. “Such strange customs… but it seems fun!”
“Who even thought spinning a bottle and kissing someone else is a good idea?” Garrus asks.
“Who thought spinning a bottle and barely having any girls is a good idea?” James notes, as he just sees Tali. “Let’s me get some.” He stands up and walks around.
While waiting, the group chat with each other. Tali, however, who sits next to Shepard, whispers his name. “Shepard… Shepard…”
“Yes?”
“I rigged the bottle.” She shows off her system that is on her arm. “I can make it stop. Don’t tell anyone.”
Shepard chuckles. “I won’t.”
Soon, James came back with EDI, Jack and Miranda.
“Seems familiar, cheerleader?” Jack taunts Miranda.
“This seems more something you’re up to.”
“Girls, girls, chill.” James assures. “Let’s leave the passion for the game.”
Jack frowns. “Can’t we make it to punch each other?”
And so, the crew sit around the living room. It takes some time to until it’s Kaidan’s turn. Meanwhile, the remaining group members spin the bottle, with the one landing on it taking a shot. Tali manages to land on Garrus, though they kiss barely, since the lack of lips and an helmet. Shepard manage to land on Miranda. Jack lands on James, who opted for a punch instead and takes the shot. Then it’s finally Kaidan’s turn, who spins the bottle. Tali, despite really drunk, manage to time it right and lands it on Y/N, who smirks.
“Looks like fate decided for us.”
“And a dreadful one that is.” Kaidan frowns. “Can’t I take the shot?”
“Nooo, you have to kiss him!” Tali pleads.
Kaidan raises an eyebrow. “And Jack didn’t?”
“She gets a pass.” Tali answers.
“Why does she-?”
“C’mon, kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” Tali chants by herself, with the rest awkwardly looking at the scene. Kaidan merely frowns, not wanting to do it, causing Y/N to roll his eyes.
“You’re such a pussy.” Y/N stands up to walk towards his ex, causing him to look surprised.
“Wait, you’re seriously-?” That’s when he shuts up when he gets the other man’s lips on his.
“YAY!” Tali cheers. “I did it!”
After kissing, Y/N pulls back. Kaidan, however, looks back at the Quarian. “What did you do?”
“I put you back together.” Tali sounds proud of herself.
Garrus shushed her. “You aren’t supposed to say that.”
“Oh…” Tali then realizes she screwed up. “…Oops.”
“You set us up?” Y/N questions. He then looks at her equipment and then the bottle. “You screwed with the bottle, huh?”
“…Maybe.”
“You got to be kidding me…” Kaidan sighs. He then stands up and walks away.
Y/N, however, doesn’t look upset and merely sit down. Shepard though is the one who follows Kaidan. Once upstairs in the bathroom, the commander sees his friend putting some water on his face.
“You alright?”
“Try kissing your ex after being set up. Then you know the answer.” Kaidan says with some snark.
Shepard leans against the wall. “She had good intentions. We all thought it was good for you two to settle things.”
Kaidan looks back at him. “You knew about it?”
“Yes. Sorry.” Shepard says with honesty. “But we thought it was better you two figure things out, because right now, you aren’t. Despite what you two say to each other, I can tell there is something there. Something that tells me you two care for each other.”
Kaidan let out a sigh. “You think the same applies to Y/N?”
“Yes. He just shows it… more like an asshole.”
Kaidan chuckles. “He sure became one. And for whatever reason, I feel like he’s still the same guy.” He stays quiet for some seconds, thinking off what to do. “I talk to him.”
-
Eventually, Kaidan gets back downstairs. There, he sees Y/N talking with Garrus and Wrex. After requesting they can speak with just them two, and some teasing, they go upstairs and back in the large bedroom.
“So? Whaddaya want?”
“I think it’s time we talk things out.” Kaidan sits down on the side of the bed. “We both grow up and had plenty of time to think about it all.”
Y/N hums. He remains standing, standing against the wall. “What’s there to talk about? We’re both unhappy how things went.”
“Yes, but I’m also unhappy to lost someone I loved.” Kaidan says, with Y/N remaining quiet. “I can respect your decision for wanting to get a better life. You understand what I did and why, right?”
“…Yeah.” Y/N responds. “You wanted to protect a friend… even then at the time, you didn’t realized it was the end of my chances to become one of the upper biotic soldiers.”
“And yet, that chance didn’t end.” Kaidan points out. “Your with Shepard, the guy who will defeat the reapers. Our names will be set in stone as heroes for the rest of entirety.”
Y/N remains quiet. He walks over to Kaidan and sits down next to him. “I guess that makes things alright… It just seems stupid to think about, us breaking up after what happened.”
“You know what it’s even more stupid? Realizing what happened, but stubborn enough to not fix it.” Kaidan comments, with his voice sounding assuring. “But now, we have the chance to fix things.”
“You want us to be together again? After all what happened?”
“Yes.” Kaidan grabs Y/N’s hand. He gives his old lover a smile. “We worked so well years ago. And now we’re alright, we might as well catch up and be together.”
Y/N hums. “You’re such a weirdo.” He then smiles. “Fine then. Let’s be a couple. That way, you always have a boyfriend by your side who’s willing to beat anyone in the way.”
“I didn’t expect anything less.”
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Dark Forest Residences: Aphidsong & Charhoot [PART 1]
Aphidsong
TW: Abusive relationship, implied homophobia
Aliases / Nicknames: several unspecified insults (by Charhoot)
Gender: she-cat
Sexuality: omnisexual
Family: Misha (mother), unnamed biological father, Dogleaf (adoptive father), Larchtail (brother), Sunheart, Poppybird (half-sisters), Stoatbug (half-brother), Creeklight (mate, formerly)
Other Relations: Blossompool (mentor), Tansypaw (apprentice), Charhoot (best friend + pretend mate)
Clan: WindClan (formerly), ThunderClan (formerly), none
Rank: rogue (previously WindClan warrior, previously ThunderClan warrior)
Characteristics: easily excitable, people(cat)-pleaser, hyper, adventurous (all pre-injury), prone to nightmares, struggles to find joy in life, increasing rage (all post-injury)
Murder Motive: wanting her nightmares to end, wanting the cats that made her life hell to suffer
Number of Victims: 42 (in life)
Number of Murders: 26 (in life)
Murder Method: suffocating, attacking/slitting throat, poisoning herbs
Known Victims: Creeklight, Sloehoney, Shrewstar, unnamed ThunderClan cats
Victim Profile: her former mate/the cat who tried to kill her, the medicine cat of ThunderClan, the leader of ThunderClan, random ThunderClan cats
Cause of Death: poisoned
Cautionary Tale: ??
Story:
Aphidsong's first memory was walking into the WindClan camp with her mother, just barely fitting beneath her belly where she hid alongside her brother.
Though it was hazy, she remembered the fear that mixed with awe when she looked around at all the cats, more than she even thought existed in the world, all staring at her and her family.
The fact that the first hints of the cruel, prejudicial life of the Clans can be caught in those earliest moments could be considered upsetting, to say the least, but Aphid, only two moons old then, had failed to notice the unsure and downright hostile glances some cats sent her, and her little ears couldn't pick up the arguments made to send the little family out for the crime of not having warrior blood. Or perhaps her brain had not understood the gravity of what they were saying and simply chose for her to forget.
By the time she was old enough to see the glances or hear the comments and know what they mean, most of her Clanmates had already stopped long ago, and now treated her, her brother, and her mother with as much respect as they would any blood-born Clanmate. The others consisted mainly of the elders who were stuck in their ways, and though they frustrated her greatly, she knew not to take them seriously.
It didn't hurt that a warrior, Dogleaf, caught feelings for Misha shortly after she joined the Clan and became the adoptive father of Aphid--now Aphidkit and Larch--now Larchkit.
Her kithood, apprenticeship, and early warriorhood were filled with little triumphs, shared laughter, and a spark of curiosity for every new thing she came across. It was the happiest time of her life. She later came to realize that much of that joy came from ignorance.
The first sign--or at least, the first sign that she noticed--appeared through her best friend, Charhoot. They had been close for moons and Aphidsong knew her friend to be nonchalant and easy-going, so when he became visibly stressed, she became concerned.
He confessed that he had been getting more and more pressure from his family to find a mate, and that it was getting to the point where he couldn't have a single conversation with any of them without them bringing it up, whether they were trying to convince him in earnest or were looking to tease him for his lack of a pretty she-cat by his side.
Aphidsong had joked that of course he has a pretty she-cat by his side, she's right here! It was only meant to be a joke, of course, she felt no romantic feelings for Charhoot, who was more of a brother than anything else. Meanwhile, he too felt no romantic feelings for her, nor any she-cat--which was the problem.
That was all it was at first, a joke. They had both laughed then before talking more and then moving on. But as time passed, the pressure from Charhoot's family grew, until he couldn't go a single second without the thought of it causing him immense stress.
Aphidsong and Charhoot had talked seriously then. They both vehemently agreed that neither liked the other in that way, but decided that for the sake of getting the pressure off of Charhoot's back, they would become 'mates.'
They wouldn't really be mates, it would simply be a fake relationship so that Charhoot didn't have to hear more comments about how time was running out. They didn't pretend to be more lovey and continued to act the same way around each other as they always had, justifying that they could act however they wanted, no one could prove that they weren't mates. Though when some cats said how they "always knew" or how Charhoot and Aphidsong were "meant for each other," both friends wanted to barf. It was even harder not to laugh.
Things were okay for a while. Then Charhoot's parents decided that their son finding a good mate wasn't enough--they wanted grandkits.
No, no. Stars, no.
Neither Aphidsong nor Charhoot were even going to consider that, and both had to only look at each other to see the same "that's disgusting, we're not doing that" look reflected in the other's eyes.
Worse yet, Charhoot's parents talked to Aphidsong's, and now the pressure was coming from both sides. The friends told their families that they weren't ready for that, but it became apparent that they couldn't keep that excuse forever. The more time that passed, the more insistent their families would be, and what would they tell them then? That they can't have kits because they have been lying to them for moons and had never actually been mates? The fallout of that conversation was not one they were willing to witness.
In attempts to avoid the topic entirely, Aphidsong and Charhoot took any reason they could get to stay out of the camp. When they weren't on patrol, either together or separately, they were 'spending quality time together.' To their families, that meant...well, they didn't care to know what they thought it meant, but for them it meant that they could hang out together as best friends without any 'aw, what good mates' remarks or judgements of how the Clan should be expecting kittens soon--gross. They could just be friends and hang out.
One day, Charhoot had left the camp before Aphidsong, who had been assigned den-repair duty. When she had finally been able to leave, hoping to catch up with him after catching a young grouse, she followed his scent trial to WindClan's far border.
There, she found him meeting with another tom with a perfectly circular nick in his ear.
He was flustered and embarrassed to be caught, while she was embarrassed to intrude. At first, Charhoot began to quickly say how they were just talking and Charhoot wanted to be polite, but then as his breathing slowed and he had a chance to think for a moment who he was justifying himself to, he dropped the lies quickly and told her the truth.
Charhoot had met the tom while on a solo-patrol when the tom spotted him from atop the barn that was his home and called out. Charhoot had never seen a cat on top of the barn before, so his curiosity was instantly piqued.
Charhoot admitted that he kept meeting with the barn cat--Mustache, and that he had caught feelings quickly.
Aphidsong had no qualms against her friend meeting with a cat from outside the Clan, whether or not it was for romantic purposes. She was only thrilled to see him so happy and in love. She offered to be his alibi, saying that she and him could leave the camp together and return together, and he and Mustache could meet up in the time between.
With more time to herself to hunt and patrol, it wasn't too long before Aphidsong was also meeting with a tom on the border. Creeklight was as funny as he was kind, Aphidsong's first impression of him being when he tumbled into the stream that separated their Clans after leaping into the air to catch a blackbird. She had been unable to resist laughter, and instead of becoming angry or ashamed, he just laughed with her until both had trouble breathing.
Now that both friends had a love outside of the Clans and both knew of the other's love, doubts began to crawl in, concerns that they expressed to each other.
If they hated living in their Clan so much that they avoided camp every day, should they just leave? They still loved their families dearly, and had other good friends that would make it tough to part. At the same time, they hadn't been as happy in recent moons as they have been after meeting with their respective mates. Their true mates. Maybe they should embrace that happiness, that freedom.
After thinking on it long and hard, Charhoot was the first to go, leaving for the barn after Aphidsong encouraged him to take the leap. Though they no longer lived in the same Clan, the friends kept in touch. Charhoot showed Aphidsong around the farm, and she would come to visit as frequently as possible.
Without her friend in the Clan with her, Aphidsong felt her connection to WindClan was growing weaker and weaker, while her bond with Creeklight was increasing.
Finally, inspired by Charhoot and how much happier he seemed to be with his love and away from the pressures of his parents, she decided that she, too, could take the leap.
It went downhill from there.
The ThunderClan cats protested greatly against letting her in. Being a Clan-swapper was bad enough, the fact that she wasn't Clanborn only made it worse.
Aphidsong was surprised. She had thought her heritage was long passed her. She served her Clan all her life. The only reason she was leaving it was to be with someone that she loved.
Shrewstar, ThunderClan's leader, was as hostile as his most vocal warriors, and made sure to let Aphidsong know, publicly, that the only reason he was allowing her to stay was for Creeklight's sake.
Aphidsong wondered if Creeklight would have been met with the same level of opposition had he been the one to join her. Somehow, she knew the answer was no.
It was worth it, though. She could freely be with Creeklight, able to patrol with him and share tongues and sleep in the same nest without having to sneak around or worry about getting caught.
It was harder to see Charhoot then, due to now having WindClan between them, but the friends still worked to see each other. Charhoot knew of the situation--Aphidsong had told him before she left, and together they came up with a plan to follow the stream just past the ThunderClan and WindClan borders whenever they wanted to hang out.
That was easier said than done. Between being a new addition to the Clan and not having the full trust of her Clanmates to be alone while on patrol and the longer trek for both cats, the opportunity to meet up was fewer and fewer.
One day, the meeting was witnessed by Hazelfox, Creeklight's sister who never shied from letting her distaste of his relationship known. She had confronted Aphidsong when she had returned to ThunderClan, and brought her right before Shrewstar and the rest of the Clan, despite Aphidsong's pleads for silence.
Aphidsong had tried to say that she was only meeting with her friend, but because of the lie she and Charhoot had created, cats were quick to accuse her of infidelity. It didn't make sense for Aphidsong to move farther away from Charhoot in order to meet up with him, but no reasoning Aphidsong could come up with would change their minds.
Life in ThunderClan became harder for Aphidsong after that. The few friendships she was able to form had evaporated within seconds now that everyone believed her to be a cheater, and those that already disliked her joining the Clan became outright venomous. She couldn't so much as walk across the camp without having several pairs of eyes staring daggers at her.
Now, she was a former loner, Clan-swapper, and a cheater who probably manipulated poor Creeklight, who all of sudden is not a traitor but instead a poor tom who was blinded by love.
Creeklight was a whole other issue, as he didn't believe Aphidsong, either.
Aphidsong had tried desperately to tell him the truth, to get him to believe her, but she couldn't tell him why she and Charhoot are only friends now after being 'mates' for moons, she couldn't tell him that it was all a lie because even if word didn't spread to her and Charhoot's families, she didn't want to out Charhoot to a cat he hardly knew. It hurt worse than shattered bones to see Creeklight so devastated, and living with ThunderClan would be incredibly hard, but she would rather have cats think poorly of her than think poorly of Charhoot.
Creeklight didn't break up with her, as Aphidsong had expected, albeit with a heavy heart, but he wanted her to prove her loyalty to him.
She had pointed out that she left her Clan and family to be with him, but he was insistent, claiming that he could never be sure if she truly loved him or truly loved Charhoot, not without having his kits. If they became a family, it would solidify their relationship, as well as Aphidsong's place in the Clan.
Aphidsong had told him before that she wasn't sure if she would ever have kits, a fact she reminded him of. Perhaps, one day, she would, but today was not anywhere near that day.
When she refused, he acted pitiful and sad, claiming that her refusal was proof, that if she loved him she would do it, that they were going to have kits one day, so why not now?
The pushier he was, the angrier Aphidsong became. She would be damned if she was going to put herself through two moons of pregnancy, six moons of sitting around in the nursery, and to top it off, a lifetime of motherhood--something she wasn't even sure if she wanted at all yet--just to appease him. Not to mention how painful the labor itself would be!
He became angry too, until the argument became a shouting match and Aphidsong decided that if he couldn't trust her without her mutilating her body for him, than they should just break up.
Terrified at that and enraged all at once, Creeklight shoved at Aphidsong without thinking. She stumbled back, nearly losing her footing on a ravine's edge. He blinked at her, shocked, but instead of helping her right herself, he pushed at her again and sent her tumbling down onto the rocks below.
Aphidsong couldn't remember much after that second shove, but she didn't black out. There was pain, she knew that, hot fire scorched across her face. She felt a wetness pooling around her body, and half the world was darker than usual.
She would later learn that she was in a state of shock after a patrol had found her and lifted her out. Apparently Creeklight was remorseful and told the Clan what had happened when he got back. Or, well, he told them that she 'fell'.
Again, no one believed her. She hissed at Creeklight, demanding he stay away. She tried to tell the medicine cat who bandaged her face, tried to tell Shrewstar, heck, she tried to tell anyone who was within earshot to hear her.
They thought she was either misremembering things after her head trauma, had simply been confused, or that she was downright making things up.
Creeklight, meanwhile, went unpunished. He was nothing but a hardworking, noble warrior with a heart of gold, still able to love and bring supplies to the she-cat that cheated on him and accused him of harming her.
It would be a lie to say that Aphidsong didn't doubt herself. Was she remembering wrong? What if Creeklight really had been trying to help her?
No.
If it had happened once, maybe there would be a chance she was wrong, but he did it twice. He had pushed her, and he did it deliberately, and now he was the hero who ran to the camp for help, a loving mate for always checking on her, and she was the heartless fox for snapping at him to leave every time he came near her.
She didn't care if he regretted it, as he had tried to tell her when no one else was around to hear. The fact of the matter was that he did it, and he did it because she dared refuse to have his kits.
She missed Charhoot.
She wanted to see him again, to go back to the days when everything was fine, when everything was happy. But she was confined to the medicine den for the next who-knew how long. She didn't know how badly she was injured, there were no puddles in the camp to see her reflection. She only knew that bandages covered much of her face, and that she couldn't see out of her one eye anymore.
Even if she could leave, Aphidsong wasn't sure if she had the energy to. Sorrow weighed heavily on her chest, pulling her into a pit of deep depression that she saw no light in. If she wasn't sleeping, either dreaming of the blissful days of younger-year or having nightmares of her life now, she was staring blankly at the wall.
Sometimes, something would set her off. The sound of a rock smacking onto the ground as kits played pebble-toss, the wind picking up as it had then, or even nothing at all. It all gave her intense, uncontrollable anxiety so deep it shook her bones.
Though not unsympathetic to these episodes, Sloehoney, the medicine cat, never gave her anything more than poppy seeds. He told her that he would consider something more if her episodes persisted longer than a moon, but she had overheard him talking to Shrewstar just outside of the den, claiming that WindClan warriors were fragile, and loners even more so, and that he was sure her apparent symptoms felt real to her, but she was probably just being dramatic. Shrewstar didn't argue, instead he agreed and suggested that Aphidsong was only making things seem worse than it was to get out of work. After all, she had been in the medicine den for nearing four moons now.
Had it really been so long?
Aphidsong was shocked. The days had melted together, and her sleep schedule was off. Still, four entire moons? Those were moons she would never get back, a chunk of her life gone all because of Creeklight, and the bastard got off scot-free, able to experience every day like it was nothing, like just having to wake up wasn't the hardest thing in the world.
Then a miracle happened. He fell sick.
Aphidsong was wary at first, fur bristling as he was moved into the medicine den with her. She spent the next several days backed against the wall, as far from him as she was able to get. In those days, she watched as he grew weaker and weaker, staying awake for less time, forming less coherent sentences.
She saw as Sloehoney only had to nudge at his lips for Creeklight to open his mouth to swallow down the medicine he needed, not even opening his eyes anymore to see what was being fed to him.
Technically speaking, that was when an idea began to form, though at the time there was a disconnect between Aphidsong's mind and her body. No plan was formed that she was consciously aware of, no step-by-step strategy or devise scheme.
She slipped out of camp on her body's accord. Her mind was elsewhere, numb, unable to so much as take in the feel of the grass beneath her paws or the clear night sky above her. It had been forever since she had seen it.
When those berries were in her paws, when her eyes--eye was looking at it, that's when everything came rushing to her and Aphidsong jumped back with the same terror as if she had been pounced on by a fox.
Had she really been about to do it?
She looked around wildly, at the shadows around her, hearing the hoot of an owl in the distance. She shouldn't be out here, she shouldn't be doing...what was she about to do? She began to run back in the direction of the camp.
In her haste, Aphidsong slipped in mud, and landed with a thump and splash in a puddle.
Her bandages had been removed at this point, but this was the first time she was out of camp, and the first time she saw...
It was horrible.
Laying, bruised, partially caked in mud and drenched in water, she could only stare down at the face that she couldn't recognize. The scar was ugly, red, digging from her cheek to her ear, nearly splitting her face in two. The eye it covered was closed shut. Aphidsong wasn't sure if she could open it. She wasn't sure if she wanted to, or if she wanted to see...
Her good eye was wrong, too. It wasn't marked, wasn't even scratched, but it held a darkness beneath them, heavy bags that marked her face as clearly as the scar. Her ears drooped low, as did seemingly everything about her.
Who was this cat? This wasn't her. She was Aphidsong, happy, cheerful, energetic, and loud. This cat...this was a stranger. This wasn't the she-cat that had rolled down the hills with her brother. This wasn't the apprentice that got scolded for laughing too much during training. It wasn't the she-cat who could still smile and have fun, even when her family was pressuring her.
No, this cat was...
It couldn't be her...
It couldn't be her!
What had happened to her?!
What had that bastard done to her?!
With energy she hadn't felt in moons, Aphidsong stood and raced back to camp. This time, her mind was clear. Focused. She wasn't going to stop herself this time.
Any cat awake didn't notice her, because they were distracted by a Clanmate's active labor in the nursery. That also meant that Sloehoney was out of the den, and probably wouldn't be back for a while.
Aphidsong hadn't went back for the deathberries. She didn't need them. She stood over Creeklight, her shadow making him blink open his eyes. She only allowed him a moment to see her, to know who was there, before she held him down with her paws, suffocating him as she forced his muzzle into her fur.
His struggles were muffled and weakened by sickness. Before too long, Creeklight's movements stilled as he went limp. Aphidsong's heart pounded, the sound echoing through her ears. She got up and returned to her nest, pretending to fall asleep, staring at the opposite wall, eye wide at what she had just done.
She had just killed someone.
She was a murderer.
And yet...no guilt sunk in.
Aphidsong didn't regret what she did, nor did she take pleasure in it. Rage guided her paws, but so did the belief that if Creeklight was gone, the nightmares would stop. If he was dead, then she could go back to normal.
Things just weren't so easy.
Aphidsong sat for the vigil. She didn't do it for him, she just didn't want more cats on her back if she avoided it. She listened to the fond memories they shared, how Creeklight was such a good Clanmate and friend and how much everyone in ThunderClan would miss him. She wanted to scream at them all, remind them of what he had done to her, the agony he had put her through. She wanted to show them how horrible he truly was, but they didn't believe her then. None of them believed her. Why would that change now?
She wondered what would be said at her own vigil when the time came. Did any of these cats even know her? Did any of them even care to learn who she was? How many knew that her favourite prey was wagtail? Or that she hated leaf-bare but loved to catch snowflakes when they first began to fall?
Would they say anything nice about her? Or would they not say anything at all?
Four moons in the medicine den, and not one cat had stopped by to visit her, her attacker not included. Well, that wasn't true. Hazelfox stopped by to yell at her for 'spreading lies' about her brother.
Aphidsong wanted to leave. Needed to. Her parents and brother must hate her for abandoning them. Would they take her back if she begged? She decided that giving it a shot would be better than life here. If they turned her down, she could always go to the barn. She knew Charhoot wouldn't turn her away.
But Aphidsong couldn't leave just yet. She was out of the medicine den by this time, her face as healed as it could get. But all that time spent sitting or laying down had weakened her legs. She couldn't walk without stumbling. She had thought she would be fine, after all, she had managed to run in the forest before, but apparently her spiraling thoughts and high adrenaline had distracted her from the pain in her limbs.
She needed a little more time before she would be able to make the trek to WindClan's border, where all of this started. She should have never met Creeklight. She should have never left everything for him. She thought that she would have a fresh start, a new life. She hadn't thought that everything would be taken from her and nothing would be left. It wasn't supposed to be like this.
Finally, when she was sure she could make it, she headed for Shrewstar's den. She wasn't going to leave without a word, not that these cats deserved her reasoning. But when she neared, she overheard him discussing the kits' apprenticeship.
He and Longhowl thought carefully about each young cat, carefully choosing which mentor would fit specific personalities and temperaments.
Then the conversation moved on to Tansykit, an abandoned loner found on the edge of the territory. They talked about how much trouble she would have keeping up with the warrior-blooded apprentices, how her adoptive mother tried to toughen her up, but Tansykit would complain that she was mean. They laughed about it, chuckling about loners and their soft hearts. Longhowl suggested someone tough for her, someone stern and strong and who would surely train the loner out of her.
Aphidsong's heart was racing. She had little time to move away so that it didn't look like she was eavesdropping when the conversation abruptly ended and Longhowl left the den. She didn't move in time, and he noticed her at the mouth of the den, questioning what she was doing.
Aphidsong told him that she had to speak with Shrewstar and slipped past him before she could say anything.
Now was her chance.
She would tell Shrewstar that she was going to leave, and then she would, and all of this, all of the bad memories and pain and the horrible thing she had to do would be behind her. She would return to WindClan and be with her family and friends and cats that loved her and she would visit Charhoot every day and she would laugh again and share food with other cats and she would sleep without being woken up by nightmares, and she would....she would....
Shrewstar asked her what she wanted.
She opened her mouth, tongue going dry.
Then, without really thinking, hardly knowing she was speaking, she told him that she wanted to mentor Tansykit.
He seemed unsure at first, but she told him that she wanted to make up for the moons she spent healing and unable to contribute, how as a former loner herself, she would know the best way to handle someone like Tansykit. She was insistent, near demanding, until Shrewstar gave in with a shrug and agreed.
Aphidsong left the den, wondering what the hell she had just done.
It was a choice made without real thought, and one that she would spend that night clawing at herself for.
But when it came time for Tansypaw's apprentice ceremony, seeing the glow in the young she-cat's eyes as well as the nervous flick of her tail, her regret loosened its grip and a wave of affection washed over her.
In the next several moons as she trained the apprentice and gotten to know her, that regret disappeared completely. The affection, meanwhile, strengthened tenfold.
Aphidsong loved Tansypaw. The little cat was so full of energy and a desire to learn, taking in the world around her with wide eyes, and a smile on her face even when she messed up. She reminded Aphidsong of herself at that age, though the two also had many differences. Tansypaw preferred hunting over fighting, her sense of humour differed from Aphidsong's, she struggled to sleep at night and was tough to wake at dawn, while Aphidsong was a deep-sleeper and an early riser.
Those things were so small and unimportant. Aphidsong didn't care if Tansypaw's favourite meal was mice feet. How could that matter to her when Tansypaw's giggly smile could light up a moonless night?
It was exactly what Aphidsong needed. She had spent so long being sad and alone and angry and numb. For the first time in what must have been forever, she felt like herself again.
Tansypaw would make jokes, and Aphidsong would laugh, before silently gasping and wondering how long it had been since the last time she had laughed like that.
There were sadder moments, too. Tansypaw knew of the things other cats would say about her, and when she struggled with something, she would blame herself for being so weak.
Aphidsong refused to allow her to think such things. When Tansypaw apologized for struggling, for not being able to keep up because she was stupid, Aphidsong would sit with her and hold her close. And when Tansypaw stopped rambling and took a breath, Aphidsong would assure her that she is smart and capable, and she just needs more time, and that was okay.
She would calmly ask Tansypaw what parts were confusing her, what tasks she was struggling with, and would listen to the apprentice until they could figure out together where the problem was. Sometimes it was something as simple as the way Aphidsong worded her directions.
At first, Tansypaw blamed herself for not understanding, thinking it should be so easy and she was an idiot for not getting it. After talking with Aphidsong, she became more and more comfortable with speaking up when she was having trouble. Every time, Aphidsong would listen to her patiently and explain things in a different way. Sometimes she would have to go further than that, using visuals to help explain.
Never once did she sigh or roll her eyes or show the slightest bit of annoyance. She knew that if she had left that day, Tansypaw's mentor wouldn't have been nearly as patient. The poor thing would be miserable.
Aphidsong couldn't keep her safe forever.
During a harsh leaf-bare, Aphidsong and the apprenticeless patrol she was with was caught in a sudden snowstorm. Though no cat had gotten frostbite, their condition was bad enough to keep them confined to camp for the next two days.
Tansypaw was given to another warrior to train while Aphidsong recovered. Aphidsong listed everything the temporary mentor, Billowpelt, needed to know, including the fact that Tansypaw greatly struggled with balance and that he should avoid any place covered in slippery ice. She suggested he stick to the mossy clearing, where the moss gave something Tansypaw could grip onto, and the overhead trees blocked out most of the snowfall.
Billowpelt hadn't listened.
That stupid, worthless tom! He had taken Tansypaw to the iciest part of the territory, explaining later that he had thought Aphidsong was going too soft on Tansypaw and that it was the best way for Tansypaw to learn how to balance without issue.
Instead, she had slipped, snapping her neck.
Aphidsong had been too shocked to say anything right away. But then came the vigil. When Billowpelt spoke, he didn't apologize for causing Tansypaw's death, for deliberately putting her safety in jeopardy. No, he put on a frown and stated that maybe it was for the better, that loners like Tansypaw couldn't make it in Clan life and it was better she died now, quickly, then suffer more in the future when she was unable to fight in battle or hunt in another leaf-bare.
He made it seem like it was all her fault, her own death, and not one cat--not even Tansypaw's adoptive parents or littermates--spoke against it.
Aphidsong couldn't take it. She lunged at Billowpelt, tackling him to the ground and clawing as she screamed. Screamed at him for not listening, screamed at him for blaming Tansypaw for dying when he should have protected her, screamed at him for calling Tansypaw a weak loner when it was comments like that that made Tansypaw doubt herself in the first place.
She was a good cat, a really good cat!
He clawed her back, and the two were caught in a whirlwind of tooth and claws until finally several cats got between them and pulled them apart.
Shrewstar snapped at Aphidsong, demanding how she dare disrupt a vigil in such an awful way. Didn't she care a cat was dead?
Aphidsong had glared at him, glared at all of them. She yelled how none of them truly cared, they were just pretending to. They looked at Tansypaw, a bright and curious young cat, and saw nothing but another mouth to feed, a waste of space, a cat that was useless because she wasn't born with warrior-blood. There was so much more to Tansypaw. Even when she was exhausted from a long training session, she never let Aphidsong leave without a smile on her mentor's face. Even when she was hurt and struggling, and even when her own littermates teased her, she would worry about them and how they were doing. She was the kindest, funniest, most amazing cat in all the Clans, but not one of her Clanmates other than Aphidsong even knew it because all anyone else could see was a weakling loner.
The Clan was cowed, ducking their heads as Aphidsong stopped to eye every single one of them. Then she spat, telling them that she hoped the frost kills them all, before leaving without another word.
She hated them, hated every single one.
She hated Creeklight for trying to manipulate her. She hated him for trying to murder her and scarring her for life, and she hated that he never confessed to the truth when everyone thought she was lying.
She hated the whole of ThunderClan for thinking she was lying about something so horrible. Not one cat--not one cat--believed her. No one in that Clan ever stood up for her. They all just left her to rot in the medicine den, going by their days as if she weren't completely breaking down.
The few friends she thought she had made when she first joined turned their backs on her without a second thought, without hearing her out.
She knew that Shrewstar hated her for being WindClan. For being a loner. Sloehoney, too. All that time with him and the two have never grown close. Sloehoney had always treated her like a burden to be delt with rather than a cat to help or friend to talk to.
It was all their fault that Aphidsong's old self is such a stranger to her. It was all their fault that Tansypaw was always so anxious she would screw up, because they judged her more than the others because she had loner-blood. It was all their fault that Tansypaw died.
Why did they deserve to live when Tansypaw was rotting beneath the ground, meal to the worms?
That's just it.
They didn't.
Plans began to form, the first of which were inefficient.
Aphidsong saw a warrior hunting on their own and attacked, but though she had managed to end the ThunderClanner's life, it had been a struggle that left her panting for breath. There was no way she could deal with all of the Clan like this.
She pulled the body into the stream so that her scent couldn't be traced. They would likely suspect her, but room for speculation gave her room to escape.
As she sat on the bank, her eyes drifted, stopping on two red berries shining in the starlight.
Poisoning the prey didn't work as she had hoped. No one grabbed the already-dead mice and birds, perhaps thinking that they were sick. Getting living animals to eat poison wasn't exactly a cake-walk either, and the one vole that was stupid enough to take the bait didn't survive the poison long enough to be hunted.
Aphidsong was growing increasingly frustrated. She was about to take her anger out on a tree trunk when movement caught her eye and she ducked, sheathing her claws.
It was Sloehoney, out and looking for....herbs.
It was perfect! Cats digested them, put them on open wounds, and because the victims would be cats already sick or injured, no one would notice something was wrong until it was too late!
As soon as Sloehoney was gone, Aphidsong got to work. She knew exactly which plants were herbs and which weren't, having spent four moons beside then.
She would take deathberries and squeeze their juice out and onto the plants, making sure they were nice and coated.
She wasn't sure how well the juice worked in respect to the rest of the berry, so she made sure to shake it up now and again. Some deadly nightshade here, some yew there, some holly berries sprinkled between.
After a while, she couldn't stand not being able to see them all suffer, so she crept toward the hollow slowly and carefully until finally she reached the cliff's edge and peered down below.
It was a delight to see how few cats were in camp. She guessed the rest were either all in the medicine den or beneath the ground. Though she was a fair distance away, she could see how exhausted Shrewstar was, worry for his Clanmates wearing him down, and she smiled at his misery.
She couldn't find Sloehoney. She wondered if all that handling the tainted herbs had killed him.
It was finally time to leave. She covered as many herbs as she could find one final time for good measure, before setting off across the border.
She stopped at the stream where she had dropped the body a moon earlier, where she had met Creeklight and made the worst decision of her life. Taking back that decision in one movement, she leapt over the stream and landed back on WindClan territory. She had slipped a little, her vision not being what it used to be, but it still felt as good as a clean landing on a thin precipice.
She considered going back home, but she knew it was too late for that. Maybe she would stay with Charhoot at the barn. Maybe she would explore and make up for the time she lost.
Before any of that, though, she had to eat.
Charhoot
TW: homophobia
Aliases / Nicknames: Hon, Hoots, Char, Love, Dear, Sweetie, several unspecified insults (by Aphidsong)
Gender: tom
Sexuality: homosexual
Family: unnamed biological mother, unnamed biological father, Sprigbirch (adoptive mother), Adderstripe (adoptive father), Mitecloud, Flecktooth (adoptive brothers), Mustache, Ferret (mates)
Other Relations: Billowweed (mentor), Marsh, Cone, Rubble, Max III, Boo, Marbles, Fliss, Toby, Rebel, Slink [Slinky Malinky], Shebee (flings/situationships), Aphidsong (best friend + pretend mate)
Clan: WindClan (formerly), none
Rank: barn cat (previously WindClan warrior, previously travelling loner)
Characteristics: somehow incredibly geeky and incredibly cool at the same time, loves sharp things, overconfident in his own abilities
Motive to Harm: N/A
Number of Victims: 0
Number of Murders: 0
Murder Method: N/A
Method of Harm: N/A
Known Victims: N/A
Victim Profile: N/A
Cause of Death: prolonged inversion (blood pooling in the brain)
Cautionary Tale: ??
Story:
He loved the family he was adopted by. Sprigbirch was loving and incredibly protective, and Adderstripe always gave them the best gifts whenever he returned from a patrol. Neither ever treated Charkit differently from their biological sons, who were two moons older than he was, and they never bothered Charkit for not being Clanborn.
While Charhoot wished to know who his biological parents were and their reasons for leaving him, it wasn't so important that it weighed on his mind as anything more than a mild interest. He was sure they did what they thought was best, either because he remembered how thin they had been when he last saw them, memories that replayed in his mind as fuzzy dreams, or because he wanted to believe in the best of them. It was easier that way.
Aphidkit was soon to become an apprentice by the time Charkit was old enough to explore the camp, and she took it upon herself to show the young one around, excitedly pointing out the different areas--best places to hide for hide-and-seek, the dens, and every detail both important and nonconsequential. She was so eager, she was more energetic than the younger kit.
The two formed a quick bond then, a relationship that would only grow and strengthen as time went on, until eventually that friendly relationship would need to become an outwardly-appearing courtship.
Charhoot thought he could ignore the comments at first, just brush his parents off. They bothered his brothers too, so the pressure was at least spread between them, but then Mitecloud and Flecktooth both found mates and Adderstripe's and Sprigbirch's attention narrowed right on him.
He wasn't sure if he could just tell them the truth--he didn't know of anyone in WindClan or any Clan that was like him. Every she-cat liked a tom, every tom liked a she-cat. If he told his family that he liked toms, how would they react?
He couldn't tell them directly. Instead, he tried to bring up same-sex relationships in a general sense to gauge their reactions, lying that he had seen two loners a while across the border that were cuddling like mates, though both were toms. Interesting, wasn't it? What did they think?
While neither Adderstripe nor Sprigbirch seemed outright disgusted by the idea, which was a relief, both made it clear that such a relationship is good for loners, but not Clan cats. Clan cats need to be sure that each generation would provide kits for the next, and that simply couldn't happen if two toms were mates or two she-cats were mates.
That was that, then. Charhoot couldn't tell them. He couldn't tell anyone, only Aphidsong, who already guessed it because she had caught him mooning over another tom at the gathering once when they were apprentices
Though Charhoot's 'relationship' with Aphidsong provided temporary shelter against the barrage of 'hurry ups' and 'find a pretty she-cat,' it couldn't protect Charhoot against the pain that was building inside.
Having a fake mate to get his parents off his back was one thing, but Charhoot wondered more and more if he would never get to live with a real mate who he actually romantically loved if he kept living in the Clans.
Perhaps that is why he was so intrigued when Mustache first called out to him, and why he kept going back more and more.
He was grateful to Aphidsong for covering for him. Stars, he was so grateful to her for everything.
Even when he told her that he was considering leaving the Clan to live with Mustache, she wasn't angry. She only smiled, always so cheerful, and encouraged him to take the leap. By this time, he knew that she had her own out-of-WindClan relationship, and gave her the same advice.
Leaving WindClan was the best decision Charhoot had ever made, but that didn't mean he wasn't scared out of his mind when he did it. He worried if he was making the wrong choice, wondered how hurt his parents and other friends were.
At the same time, the air felt so much less constricting. The world felt bigger, brighter, and Charhoot was eager to explore it. He looked around his new home with awe.
The more he was away, the more the guilt slowly evaporated. Charhoot found it easier to sleep, and that the cold ice in his chest was gone.
That bad feeling returned, however, when again and again Aphidsong failed to meet up with him. He began to worry for her safety, but when he had tried to visit, he was chased off by a patrol, who yelled at him to leave her alone, as she had a 'new mate now.'
He didn't hold it against her, he doubted she even knew anyone was chasing him off, and at least their words confirmed that she was alive and okay. Maybe she was just too busy now, having to show her new Clan she was trustworthy, moving in with her new mate.
Charhoot thought of it, and smiled for her. He loved her and hoped to see her again, but if they were both happy with their lives, then what was the rush?
Without her, and without his parents and other connections other than Mustache, Charhoot found less of a reason to stay. He loved Mustache and part of him wanted to remain mates and stay there in the barn with him, but the other part wanted to grab onto the wind and have it carry him all over the world. He had the freedom to explore places he never would have back in WindClan, the chance to meet new cats and see new things, and after debating it for several days, he decided he couldn't let that go.
He gave Mustache one final nuzzle good-bye, before setting off.
The world was bigger than he could have ever dreamed of, with so many sights and sounds and animals he had never seen before, not even in the Elders' stories.
Too, he met many cats on his exploration, including many toms. Some of them he only met with once or for a few days, others travelled with him for some time. Every single one of them held a special place in his heart, as they each gave him the life he used to think he could never have, even if only for a short time.
He felt the pull to explore for many moons. Then, after a while, he felt the pull to go back home.
He reunited with Mustache and met the new barn cat, Ferret, both of whom he would become mates with--again, for one of them.
He still thought of his parents, his brothers, and of course, of Aphidsong, all of whom he hoped to see again soon.
Additional Information:
--LINK TO PART 2: CURRENTLY TBA
--BASES:
Charhoot's base is by @/Splasharooni here!
Aphidsong's base is by AlaskanCat on DeviantArt
--I know Charhoot's kind of ends suddenly, but it transitions cleanly with part 2's beginning!
--Aphidsong ate an animal that ate an herb that she poisoned, thus accidentally poisoned herself. I like the idea that she ate a shrew, as it's kinda funny/poetic (Shrewstar can go f himself though).
--Charhoot's circular ear-nick comes from the farmers, who use it as a way to tag their cats.
--Aphidsong's scars (other than the main one) come from her fight with Billowpelt and from when she attacked and killed the one random ThunderClan cat.
--Charhoot's parents don't think that same-sex relationships is wrong, but they are narrow minded and don't consider other possibilites like surrogacy, so they think that the only way they can have grandkits is if all their sons are in relationships with she-cats.
--Misha and Dogleaf had their own litter of kits sometime after Aphidsong left, and they are her half-siblings. She never knew they existed though because no one told her.
#long post#long long post#IT'S FINALLY HEREEEEEEEEEEE#aphidsong#charhoot#profile#resident profile#dark forest oc#dark forest warriors#warriors#warriorcats#warrior cats#warriorsoc#warriors oc#warrior cats oc#dark profile#dark forest profile#resident#dark forest resident#dark resident#place of no stars#place of no stars oc#place of no stars warrior#evil oc#warrior cats villain#villain oc
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I didn’t think I would love this bad buddy / 1000 cross over her here I am absolutely loving it!!
I am going to need Pat or pran though to sort out this petty argument between Cheif and Tian by being like “do you realise how lucky you are? Do you know how much I would LOVE to be invited round to my partners parents?”
Also did the house survive the shake? Going to need a report.
Anon, I was mildly looking forward to the Bad Buddy x Our Skyy 2 episodes, but it being mixed with A Tale of Thousand Star greatly increased my excitement!
Because I think Pat and Pran's argument is petty.
They are competing over a play, hoping the other loses, punching each other, and saying mean things behind each other's back while Tian and Phupha are existing in a relationship-ending moment where if they don't figure it out, Tian won't come back.
But that's the magic of Aof. What I perceive as pettiness from Pran and Pat is what will help them solve Tian and Phupha's issues, and what you see as pettiness between Tian and Phupha is what will and has already begun to enlighten Pran and Pat.
Pat always gives in to Pran. Tian always gives in to Phupha. They do this because they love their boyfriends. They don't do it begrudgingly. They want to give their boyfriends things that make them happy even if it means they have to sacrifice their own happiness.
So Tian asking Phupha to go with him to see his family once a year, when Tian lives in the remote village to be near the love of his life all year shouldn't be a big ask, but it is, and Phupha refuses to even consider it for valid reasons: economic status, perceptions of masculinity, sense of duty, and the biggest, Tian's father tasked Phupha to look after Tian which is still a point of contention between them because it goes back to how much does Phupha see Tian has his partner versus how much Phupha sees Tian as his responsibility.
Pran and Pat would love to be openly invited to each other's family gatherings, but they also always compete for everything. It's their love language, yet Pat always loses because he willingly gives in. And that comment he made struck a chord with Pran because it's the same argument Phupha and Tian are having - Does Pat think Pran wants to be with him or does Pat think Pran needs to be with him?
We know the answers to both of these, but these two couples are having two sides of the same argument: desire versus responsibility, want versus need, give versus take. Pat and Phupha are the same because they feel they must take care of Pran and Tian.
We know Phupha loves Tian, but how does he show Tian that? By hanging the mosquito net and lighting fires?
We know Pat doesn't think Pran needs him, but how does he show that? By accidentally allowing Pran to be in this remote village by himself for less than a day before he shows up to help him?
It's due to Aof's genius that even though Pat and Tian always give in, they are on opposite ends of the spectrum, and Pran and Phupha who always win, are as well. Because Aof is showing that regardless of who wins and loses, love shouldn't be a competition. What's the point of Phupha winning if he loses the person he loves? What's the point of Pat losing if he still keeps score?
Tian and Pran are lost in the forest. Phupha and Pat are out to rescue them. My biggest hope is that Tian and Pran get themselves out of the forest AND somehow rescue Phupha and Pat.
But even if they don't, I want both couples too see that they don't need each other to succeed. They want each other to be present for the success and the journey to get there. I want each couple to see they aren't responsible for each other's happiness, but that they want to be the reason the other person is happy.
Because it's a choice to love someone, with intention, every day, not a duty nor a competition.
Because at the end of all this, the amount of love both couples have for each other can make that house shake.
Because they can make any house shake with the way they chase after each other.
#our skyy 2#bad buddy#a tale of thousand stars#pat x pran#tian x phupha#the crossover event of the season!
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Mirac! OC! Dymitry Laurent |P3
-:Reflekta Doll:-
Dymitry is invited to the shoot
He offers to Juleka to take pictures of her while the others are busy
He eventually gets in a small argument with Alya about disregarding Juleka's feelings
She is still akumatized
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If given the Black Cat, he would want to show that even the unlucky can save others
Chernaya Ledi
[Black Lady in Russian]
He would be so confused as to why the Cat is the Miraculous of Destruction
It's the only one that keeps his scar when transformed
Chernaya Ledi
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A Miraculous Hero who sees their duty as Sacred
Power: Kataklizm* Destroys anything they touch
Miraculous: Ring
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Horse version made for his Unification
He would be called, Korichnevaya Ledi
[Brown Lady in Russian]
Korichnevaya Ledi
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A Miraculous Hero who sees their duty as Sacred
Power: Puteshestviye* Creates a Portal
Miraculous: Glasses
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Dymitry prefers to be called Lady instead of Sir, because he likes the sound of it
His design has a Lesbian vibe despite being neither Lesbian nor Female
He loves Ladybugs and Cats, though he will sometimes mistranslate and call Ladybugs 'Little Cows'
He sometimes exercises and trains his body to help his Hero work
-:Persona:-
He could be in Akira's situation but without the Wildcard Ability
Crushes on Ryuji
Each new member mistakes Ledi for a girl, even Morgana had a crush on him before latching onto Ann after his reveal
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Code Name: Ledi
Theme: Warrior
(Amazons)
Mask: Scarf
(Over mouth, eyes have face paint)
Weapon: Bolas / Throwing Shields
Persona: Demeter (Fortune → World)
[Healer]
Element - Bless
Null - Bless, Curse
Weakness - Fire
Passive Skill: Vysokoye Istseleniye Pleromy* Greatly increases Healing magic effects.
[High Heal Pleroma in Russian]
Book: The Story of Demeter and Persephone
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Alias: Limon
[Lemon in Russian]
Animal: {Ladybug}
Color: Pale Red (Yellow)
Mew Mark: Above right eyelid
(Cut in half by his scar)
Weapon: Libola, Bolas (Chimes)
[Limon + Bola]
Power: Lentochnyy Limonnyy Talisman* He throws his Weapon in the air, calling forth the power of the Gods, he calls it's name and summons a random Talisman with varying effects
[Ribbon Lemon Charm in Russian]
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Limon
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Animal:
Weapon:
Attack:
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Alias: Krasnaya Ledi
[Red Lady in Russian]
Hero: Voitel'
[Warrior in Russian]
Mi (Disguised): Pink flat hanging stud Earrings
Mi (Powered): Pink stud Earrings
"Mi Mi Voitel'!"
Color: Pale Red
Animal: Ladybug
Theme: Talisman
Weapon: Bolas
Power: Talisman* Creates a random Talisman with varying effects
Cure: "Mi Mi Limon, Ochistit'!"
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(Mi Mi)
Name: Limon
(Nickname: Korovka, 'God's Little Cow')
Color: Pale Red
Animal: Ladybug
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#aiden's aus#oc#ml#miraculous ladybug#dymitry laurent#krasnaya ledi#Chernaya Ledi#black cat miraculous#Korichnevaya Ledi#horse miraculous#persona 5#Ledi#tokyo mew mew#tokyo mew mew new#limon#magic mi
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The subject "Empowerment technology had greatly influenced me on how I see and use ICT. This subject gave me a lot of information and ideas. For instance, when I was a kid my goal was to be an IT professional. My first thought was, I am already a pro when it comes to using a computer and other technologies since I grew up using it. And I learned how to use a computer when I was in grade 2 because my uncle had a computer shop. I’m really really proud that at a young age I was able to access ICT. But when I thought the knowledge I have now is enough. I was wrong. When I became a senior high student, I realized that I still need to expand my knowledge. I knew that I needed this subject to increase my knowledge about ICT because there are still things that I still need to learn.
In my case, I used many tools to achieve higher goals. For example, when my colleagues don't know what to do, they tell me to edit videos and logos. I usually watch YouTube tutorials on how to improve my editing so that my groupmates will be satisfied with my work. There are many resources available online. You can check out YouTube tutorials on video editing to learn new techniques and tips. You can also practice editing videos on your own to gain more experience and improve your skills.
After going through the lessons and visiting online sites, I was motivated to continue what I was doing. By scrolling through their website, you can tell that they put a lot of effort into making it. Not only the structure of the site, but I also agree that there is a site to help people who are just wondering.
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That’s all and ALWAYS REMEMBER DONT BELIEVE ANYTHING YOU READ ON INTERNET Because it has a possibly that the post you read or watched is FAKE.
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Few things ^^
However before I get into this, let me state you are allowed to view characters as you please. No one is trying to discredit you for your headcanons.
Now to the conversation at hand.
Calling the active racism problem in the fandom drama is a bit weird, no? Correct me if I'm wrong but isn't the definition of drama is an exciting, emotional, or unexpected series of events or set of circumstances. Or at least in the text that's the definition being used here.
If i could be honest with you, op: I do not like the phrasing of the first sentence. Because if you understood like you claimed, you would've worded that differently. My biggest problem is the quotation marks around rasict part of the redacted community.
In this context it's unfiting but on the contrary the first sentence is much worse. It could've been rewritten in a much better way.
EX : " I've noticed the racism in the fandom is being brought to everyone's attention, "
That sounds better, while it doesn't go well with what the rest of the paragraph you wrote. In fact the rest of your paragraph is a disheartening read.
" but like can we not make all, the characters different races because of that? Like a LOT of the characters being g Black or Asian makes a ton of sense but like it srsly doesn't make sense for a lot of em too 😭 "
Now let's look at this, let's take this first question.
But like can we not make all, the characters different races because of that?
I personally do not like this phrasing nor the question but let's focus on the first part.
Diversity is a beautiful thing truly. Why someone wouldn't want a lot of it I do not know. I could think of a few reasons but I won't lay down those accusations.
Had your sentence after the general question been just a bit better I'm sure everyone would barely.. sorry wrong word, hardly and I mean hardly see your point. In fact that last sentence is what pissed everyone off.
Especially as a person of color myself. Because why wouldn't it make sense? We are allowed to have our headcanons, why is it a problem when we make the cast people of color as well?
I can't wrap my head around why it would be a problem? Why would seeing everyone's POC headcanons be such a bother to you op?
Because it doesn't matter if it makes sense. And even if we were to go down the sense road your argument holds no weight.
As of 2022 the population of people of color who live in California where everything takes place has greatly increased. See the picture below.
So if I may ask what are you trying to say? Why are we trying to discredit everyone's opinions and headcanons op? Though you do not have to answer my question I have a good idea of what you meant.
You can feel free to indulge me, or just leave me to speculate.
k so i totally understand the drama going around ab the "racist part of the redacted community" but like can we not make all, of the characters different races js because of that? like a LOT of the characters being g black or asian make a ton of sense but like it srsly doesnt make sense for a lot of em too😭
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What does it mean to see an uncle in a dream?
Dreaming of an uncle represents self-confidence. We are sharing the most accurate views of scholars with you. Quotations from interpretation books can be found in this article.
Dreaming of an Uncle
It indicates investing in the future. It signifies positive developments. The person who sees the dream will use most of the money they earn for investments. The dreamer will have a proactive attitude in their professional life. It signifies that they will have the support of their family and feel strong. Dreaming of a Deceased Uncle If a person sees their deceased uncle in a dream, it is a sign that they will always be a beloved person in their family life. The dreamer seeing their deceased uncle in the dream indicates that the person will receive auspicious news in the near future. The dreamer will be deeply affected by an event and will experience sadness as a result. They will go through a short period of distress. They will have the support of their family and feel strong. Dreaming of Having Relations with Uncle's Wife Dreaming of having relations with uncle's wife is not a good dream at all. If the dreamer sees themselves having relations with uncle's wife in the dream, it means they will experience a financial collapse, their life will deteriorate, and they will encounter problems in their professional life. The dreamer should stay away from adultery and engage in virtuous deeds. Dreaming of Uncle's Daughter Dreaming of uncle's daughter signifies happiness. If the dreamer sees uncle's daughter in the dream, it indicates that they will be filled with peace. It suggests that they will escape poverty and live a comfortable life. The dreamer will reunite with a relative they have been estranged from. This reunion will be beneficial for everyone. They will be appreciated by their elders. Dreaming of Talking to Uncle Dreaming of talking to an uncle indicates that the dreamer's wealth will increase and they will experience prosperity. It also suggests an increase in peace, the end of conflicts and estrangements. Dreaming of talking to an uncle is also interpreted as the confrontation of family elders and minor arguments. These arguments will not be significant or influential. Dreaming of Uncle's Wife If a person sees uncle's wife in their dream, it indicates that their life will always have ups and downs and they will not be able to find comfort. Dreaming of uncle's wife is also interpreted as the dreamer helping a very auspicious cause. The dreamer will find comfort again after a long period of time. Dreaming of Uncle and Sister-in-Law Dreaming of uncle and sister-in-law indicates that the person has strong family ties, values their family and relatives greatly, and their spiritual feelings prevail. The person who sees this dream will experience auspicious events. They will reconcile with an old friend. This reconciliation will surprise everyone and make them reconsider their attitude. Dreaming of a Late Uncle If a person sees their late uncle in their dream, it signifies that their life will change for the better, and if they are unmarried, they will find a good match, and if married, they will have auspicious children. Dreaming of a late uncle is a dream that brings goodness. It indicates that the person thinks about their future and invests in it, and it means that they have a backup plan in every work they do. According to the dream, the dreamer will have a comfortable retirement based on these efforts and will lead a happy and peaceful life. Dreaming of Marrying an Uncle Dreaming of marrying an uncle signifies disappointment. If the dreamer sees themselves marrying an uncle in the dream, it indicates that they will go through difficult times in their professional life. Dreaming of Uncle's Son Dreaming of uncle's son represents gossip. If the dreamer sees uncle's son in the dream, it suggests that there will be unnecessary and negative talk about the person. Dreaming of uncle's son is interpreted as the dreamer going through tough times. Dreaming of Uncle's Family If the dreamer sees uncle's family in their dream, it signifies leaving behind the bad days they have experienced. Dreaming of uncle's family indicates that the dreamer will lead a comfortable life from now on. Dreaming of Step-Uncle If the dreamer sees a step-uncle in their dream, it suggests that the person will seek support from their surroundings to overcome their troubles. Dreaming of a step-uncle indicates that the person's affairs will return to their previous state. It is also interpreted as staying calm. Dreaming of an Elder Uncle If the dreamer sees an elder uncle in their dream, it signifies that the person will embark on new projects in their professional life. Dreaming of an elder uncle indicates that the disputes in the dreamer's life will come to an end. It is a dream that brings relaxation. Dreaming of Someone Else's Uncle If the dreamer sees someone else's uncle in their dream, it signifies that the person will have a fortunate marriage. Dreaming of someone else's uncle indicates that the dreamer will be relieved of their problems and difficulties. Dreaming of Uncle in Prison If the dreamer sees an uncle in prison in their dream, it is interpreted as positive developments in their work and social life. Dreaming of an uncle in prison indicates that the dreamer will achieve auspicious gains. Dreaming of an Ill Uncle If the dreamer sees an ill uncle in their dream, it is interpreted as the person having good days in their professional life. Dreaming of an ill uncle signifies that the dreamer will form new friendships. Read the full article
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What are the advantages of ISO 27001 certification
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Okay so I'm answering this with a screenshot so i can block you if i need to later. no offense bud but i kinda doubt the "/genq"-ness of your question.
The irrational thought was my neighbor was paying any attention to the presence or lack of presence of a dick. My neighbor doesn't give a shit if i have a bulge or not. He's a nice guy and he's gay too! :D plus he was busy hugging Leia bc he's one of Leia's most favorite people.
BUT! Surprise surprise! it's not wholly irrational bc /if/ my neighbor does notice (and he was an asshole) it could endanger me. Small little things like that can be noticed (however unlikely) and someone might clock me. And that's really the root of that thought. I'm always worried someone is going to clock me and act on it.
But the root of your question really seems like a "why dont you pray the queer away and you'll be so much happier"
Sure if i could just therapy/pray away being queer (both trans and ace/gay!) I would deal with a lot less worry. I wouldn't have to worry about my parents rejecting me or a cop seeing my ID and hate criming me. I wouldn't have been hate crimed or have gotten corrective rape threats. if only i did as my doctor told me and go to therapy to realize my beauty as a woman so i wont break my poor mother's heart. (Yes a doctor literally told me this. Nearly killed myself afterwards bc it was just such a helpful and thoughtful thing to say /sarcasm 🙄)
Bottom surgery, like any surgery is dangerous, but it is not uniquely dangerous. My surgeon has a LOT of experience and is very skilled. I'm not worried about it anymore than i was worried about top surgery (which for the record top surgery was life SAVING).
But like bud why do anything if there is a "safer alternative?" Why go rock climbing when it's so dangerous? Why drive to see family when driving is so dangerous? Why get tattoos or piercings!? There's risk!
Why get a major surgery that will greatly increase your life satisfaction instead of going through traumatizing conversion therapy? Geez bud idk 🤷♂️ maybe i enjoy making my body mine. Maybe i dont want to or have to be satisfied with what other people say i should be, look like, act like.
Maybe i just think I'll look hot with a dick. Maybe i just want to feel safer in public places. Maybe maybe maybe. I have a million and one reasons for wanting what i want and no amount of fear mongering or concern trolling will deter me.
The universe saw fit to give me myself and i will create a self that is home. Full of as much art and scars as it takes to do that.
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While you are correct about this, it took several years of therapy and navigating medical politics, i actually purposely avoid making an argument/point based in medical necessity.
The closest i get to mentioning medical necessity is when i say "surgery that will greatly increase [my] life satisfaction"
Bc mainly if it is merely a problem of medical necessity/treatment then anon's point has a stronger leg to stand on. If i need medical intervention then /why not/ try conversion therapy 1st? Both are "medical interventions" after all and conversion therapy is cheaper and appears less risky.*
Instead my point is based in bodily autonomy. That bottom surgery is my choice and my risk to take on. That regardless of medical necessity, I have chosen to get bottom surgery and that's all the reason there needs to be.
I mentioned possible reasons i might have, e.g., safety, comfort, aesthetics, but i dont name one over the other. My reasons are mine and not for someone else's scrutiny.
Anon and others might not be able to understand why i would chose to get a "dangerous surgery" but they dont need to. They only need to know it is what i have chosen for myself.
*The actual efficacy of conversion therapy is like nonexistent. It doesn't work. It makes people miserable and suicidal. But, there are people (including anon it seems) who think it works and that's why I'm forced to treat it as a "possible" solution. Arguing against conversion therapy would be a different kind of argument than the one i made here.
#if this question is genuine then you really gotta think this through#do you support conversion therapy? bc that's what this question is advocating for.#also dude i am in therapy. i had to have two therapists sign off on bottom surgery#the 2nd one almost refused to write a letter of support bc i haven't told my dad I'm trans#but she still wrote it bc she thought denying me bottom surgery would cause me undue hardship and harm#rape mention#suicide mention#transphobia tw#ben replies#ask#anon
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Storm season is about to start! (MCC30)
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AAAAAA i love the au and i wanna hear so much about it
we did the Merchant arc and the Heroes, lets learn about the Tortoise and Otherworld arcs! if you can do both, of course
maybe Interpersonal relationships too👀👀? i feel like im playing jeopardy XD
Ah the Spirit tortoise arc, relatively little actually changes surprisingly enough. Aside from the standard overhaul shenanigans that is.
Well for starters, with Ren a permanent addition to the shield family, he’s obviously not going to be with idiot #1 and idiot #2 bow edition.
Ren is actually pretty keen on doing the training, wanting to do his best when fighting side by side with his new family. He greatly respects Eclair and is genuinely excited about learning.
Come to find out, under the cool guy persona, Ren is a total historical arms nerd. From battle strategy to ancient arms and armour, he’s really knowledgeable about pretty much all of it. (Nao: hyperfixation? Ren: hyperfixation.)
Ren is the one to take on Keel as a slave.
Keel is 100% a trans guy and you can’t change my mind. Increasing son count to 2.
Insert cute family bonding during training sessions here
TBD filolial acquired during time between books 5 and 6 is introduced here. I’m working on them rn. (I know I saw the ask, just give me some time)
Meeting goes down pretty much the same, albeit with Naofumi giving power up advice that pretty much boiling down to “emotions and vibes, also all cardinal weapons are sentient beings with distinct personalities and.. what? Why are you staring at me like that?” and Ren backing him up. Needless to say, neither are believed. Ren also tries to help make the argument for the world not being a game. It helps a little with Itsuki, but not enough to fully convince him. Motoyasu (derogatory) is solidly unconvinced and it’s gonna be some time before he’ll come around to even listening to his fellow heroes.
Upon discovering all power up methods work, Ren tries again to convince Itsuki that this world is not a game, hoping to use the power up methods as proof of his claim. Results may vary but again Itsuki isn’t totally convinced. Though he promises Ren he’ll be more careful.
Don’t hold your breath, this promise lasts right up until the spirit tortoise appears.
Same as standard plays out except with Ren and the spirits. Also blood cursed naofumi and Ren.
I feel the concept of the blood curse is apparent to this niche community but for those who aren’t as familiar with our, shall we say, improvements; blood cursed is the term for the physical and magickal changes a hero receives after a near death experience from using the cursed series unique to their weapons. For Naofumi, this is an affinity for flame based spells and skills, significantly pointed ears, a tail, and almost neon green eyes with vertical slit pupils. For Ren, it manifests in the characteristic slit pupils and pointed ears, but also in an affinity for wind magic and a set of ornamental bat-like wings which he can use for speed and agility while jumping, but not flight. Said wings are easily hidden under his coat.
Much remains the same from this point on, aside from the aforementioned changes. At least until the otherworld arc 😈 post coming soon.
#shield dad#the rising of the shield hero#~your local witch#cardinal weapons mastery#rotsh overhaul#cursed series
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