#will eat it again and i can never replicate the dishes here ;w;

[miutonium]

Tell me one of your favorite and least local dish!

Omg nobody asked me this before but djfjslaksla okay so like there's this one dish that i really really like its Chicken Coconut Curry with Green Chilli (or in my native language its called Masak Lemak Cili Api) and oh god Im so obsessed with this dish, if I ever go to a local restaurant for lunch I will order this with sides of white rice and spiced fried chicken. Idk how to explain the flavor but it doesnt taste like a curry really, its more like a creamy tumeric with a heavy hit of chilli (which is why it's yellow). I am a picky eater but I would literally add more rice if my mom ever cooks this at home.

Seasia cuisine is very flavorful and unique and I cant deny it but sometimes I just don't like some of it.

Everyone like Sambal Belacan (it's a sambal made of shrimp paste usually mixed with chillies, onions and lime juice) I dont really consider this as a main course dish but more like a side dish where you eat with raw veges and herbs or as an accompanying dish to white rice. I don't want to yuck someone's yum but for me it just smells too strong to me like if you ever smell shrimp paste you understand how overpowering the smell is. It's also usually made raw and not cooked on a stove and personally Im a bit picky when its related to raw food.

[dreamescapeswriting]

BTS Reaction || You Can Speak Latin [Request]

A/N: I had no idea how to work this so I went with the best I could so I hope this is okay for you my love!

Seokjin:

Jin had been nervous about this since the moment the idea left Jungkook's mouth and entered your brain and Jin knew that it was never going to leave until you went through with it all.

"You look sick," You said as the lady prepared your harness around your legs and waist to make sure you were safe and secure.

"I am, you're about to jump off here with Jungkook." He groaned watching you as you got more excited as time passed to get ready for your jump but Jin held onto your hand and you didn't think he was ever going to let you go.

"It's a small jump, we've done it before-"

"Yes, before, when you were doing the jump a normal way! You're going upside down this time, it's not safe." He whispered, Jungkook was waiting for you at the edge of the diving platform, you kissed Jin's cheek.

"Vivamus, moriendum est." He stared at you as you walked away from him promising to explain when you came back up from the job. He watched with one eye open as you and Jungkook both took the plunge together, screaming in excitement as the rush ran through your body. Jin, on the other hand, was holding onto the railing with one hand and the other over his chest while he waited for you to be pulled up.

"What did that mean?" He questioned after he finished checking you over for any scratches or signs that you weren't okay.

"Let us live, since we must die...basically life is short." You giggled leaning up and kissing him, he shook his head at you and Jungkook as he came over to join you.

"You're going to be the reason I go into an early death." He panted looking at Jungkook and then to you as you started laughing and high fiving Jungkook.

Yoongi:

You were sitting in the floating house with Yoongi, Jimin and Jungkook you were all supposed to have gone up to the main house but you were stuck in the floating one thanks to the heavy rain that was coming down. The boys had invited you to stay at the same holiday spot that they'd filmed in the SOOP at and you jumped at the chance thinking it would be fun. It was for the first couple of days but now it was starting to rain every chance it got, like the gates of heaven had opened and it was just downpour after downpour. You loved it but the boys on the overhand weren't so happy that their holiday was being ruined by the weather.

"Come on, it's nice and relaxing. Yoongi loves it," You told Jimin as you stared out of the small window of the first bedroom, Jungkook stared at you as you turned to look at him.

"I'm hungry and bored," He mumbled laying down on the bed, he'd been playing his guitar while Yoongi was teaching you how to fish right before all this broke out.

"What if we show some hidden talents we have?" Jimin suggested trying to break the boring silence that was coming out.

"Sure. You first," You told him, you were sat between Yoongi's legs with his arms wrapped around your shoulders.

"I can curl my tongue into a 'W'." He did it in front of you and you nodded impressed that he could do that.

"Your turn," He turned to look at you and Yoongi put his head into the crook of your neck, interested to see which secret talent you showed them.

"I can speak Latin." They all fell silent, even Yoongi was shocked by this one he'd never heard this before.

"Say something in Latin then." Jungkook challenged and you smirked at him turning to pointing at the sky through the window,

"Ad Astra per Aspera." They all waited for an explanation on what you had just said.

"Through adversity to the stars." They continued to stare at you wondering where you'd even learnt Latin and how they could learn it,

"It stopped raining, last one there has to do the dishes!" You screamed getting up and sprinting away from the floating house before it decided to pour with rain again.

Hoseok:

Hoseok had taken you out for the day, you were walking around one of the many beautiful museums that were in Seoul admiring all of the work while walking hand in hand with your boyfriend.

"Whoa," You whispered in shock as you walked up to a sculpture that was in the middle of a room, it was a room all based around the Roman empire and they were replica sculptures around the place all of them almost identical to what they were supposed to portray, there were photos beside them to show what they were replicating.

"Isn't it amazing," You whispered to Hoseok as you finished reading the plaque in front of one of the paintings next,

"It is," He whispered, he was happiest whenever he saw you excited about something that you loved.

"Ars Longa, Vita Brevis." You said to him before walking away and going over to another painting, he stayed still for a moment wondering what you had just said. At first, he wondered if it was English and he just wasn't paying close enough attention but when he realised it wasn't he walked over to question what you'd said.

"It's Latin." You said as if it was just common knowledge to know a saying in Latin but you didn't just know a saying, you knew a lot of the basics and could hold a conversation in Latin thanks to your families insistence on learning a language from a young age.

"Latin for what..." You smiled realising that he hadn't understood so easily as you thought he would,

"Art is long, life is short." He nodded finally understanding it and repeating the saying over and over in his head wanting to impress the boys with it later when he went back to the dorms.

Namjoon:

All week Namjoon had heard you mumbling things under your breath but he hadn't been able to make out what they were yet and it was starting to get on his last nerve.

"Filius canis!" You yelled loudly as you burnt your hand on the open flame of the oven, you weren't yet used to the gas oven you had installed into your house. Namjoon sprinted into the kitchen taking you to the sink to make you run your burn under cold water and you continued mumbling in another language,

"faex, faex, faex." You whimpered as the cold water did nothing to your burn except irritate it but Namjoon started laughing softly as the word left your mouth,

"What are you saying?" You looked at him as he sat you down on the kitchen chair to look at your hand, you were just as clumsy as him so you'd both grown used to bandaging one another up.

"Faex?" He asked repeating the word you'd been shouting,

"Fuck, it means fuck in Latin." You laughed before hissing as he applied a cooling agent to the burn on your hand.

"And what about the first one you screamed out?" You thought back to what you had said when you were over the oven,

"Filius canis...Son of a bitch," You admitted shyly and he chuckled looking at you as you stared at the palm of your hand where the burn was.

"You'll have to teach me some time...I hope you know more than the swearwords though." You nodded,

"Vescere bracis meis?" He raised an eyebrow at you waiting for an explanation but you started laughing before you could explain it,

"I just learnt the language so I could swear in front of my parents but that meant eat my shorts." He rolled his eyes at you and shook his head at how childish you were.

Jimin:

You were around the table with the boys having a nice birthday meal, it was just a calm night in for your Birthday. You told them that you didn't want to do anything too big since it wasn't a huge deal. You didn't normally celebrate your birthday, it was only ever since you started dating Jimin that you made an effort with it all.

"To the reason, we're all here tonight!" Jin said standing up at the table and holding a glass of wine in his hand, he was trying to calm the boys down to make a toast but they were all singing happy birthday in a mixture of Korean and English it was a whole mess.

"Guys! He's trying to make a toast." You giggled and the boys all turned to look at Jin as he began listing off all the reasons he loved you before congratulating you on your birthday.

"Y/n! Your turn." You groaned standing up and holding your glass of wine, you had no idea where to start with all of this so you just thought of the first thing that came to your head,

"Carpe Vinum." The room fell into a dead silence all of them blinking at you wondering what you had just said, even Namjoon was stumped at what you said.

"Oh! I mean...Seize the wine." You laughed downing the glass and hoping to move on from the fact that you'd just spoken a dead language that none of them seemed to understand.

"Did you speak Latin?" Taehyung questioned while Jimin wrapped his arm around your shoulder acting like the proud boyfriend he was impressed that his partner could speak something that was rare.

"Yeah, I took a couple of glasses when I was bored." You laughed looking at Jimin and smiling at him, he kissed your cheek and repeated the sentence you'd said but with a bad accent and you all cheered.

Taehyung:

Taehyung jumped as something popped out of the haunted house wall you were walking through,

"This was your idea." You laughed as he clutched onto your arm trying to make it through the whole maze without screaming anymore. It was his idea and his original idea was for you to get scared and hold onto him but it hadn't worked out like that.

"Why aren't you scared?" He groaned hiding his head in your shoulder and holding onto your arm with a death grip as something screamed in his direction. He was making mental notes never to do anything like this with you again,

"I don't know, it's not so bad." You whispered but Taehyung was practically shaking as something grabbed onto his arm, you switched places with him and pulled him towards the exit hoping to hide him from some of the jump scared that were bound to happen. Once you were out and in the dark he started to breathe normally again,

"Noli timere." You repeated to him, kissing his cheeks and trying to calm him down. It was something your grandmother did for you whenever you got scared of the 'monster' under your bed which always turned out to be something in your overactive imagination as a kid.

Once Taehyung calmed down he questioned you on what you had been saying to him,

"Noli Timere." You repeated for him, he said it back to you trying to get the accent right but it was hard when he had a thick Korean accent already.

"What does it mean?" He leant his head on your shoulder as you sat down next to him on the bench you'd taken him to.

"Don't be afraid." You whispered to him,

"It sounded cooler in Latin," You laughed trying to brighten his mood and it worked, he started laughing along with you and questioning you on what else you knew in Latin.

Jungkook:

It was a spontaneous trip at 2 in the morning, Jungkook dragged you from the bed telling you it would be one of the best adventures of your life and it had been. It had been beautiful and magically all wrapped up in one package now you were sitting on the BTS dorm sofa telling all of the boys of the morning you'd had.

"We climbed up the waterfall edge and then sat on top of the huge mountain just staring at the view." You said as Namjoon handed you a cup of hot chocolate, you were freezing cold from the 7-hour long hike and climb you'd embarked on. It had started off as a nice dry evening but then it turned to rain and you were both soaked and hiding out under some of the huge rock formations above the waterfall trying to dry off a little before heading back down.

"You just woke up and went? No planning?" Yoongi questioned looking as Jungkook wrapped a blanket over your shoulders, you'd both gone straight to the dorms to dry off and change into some of his clothes.

"Yeah," He mumbled sitting down next to you and trying to warm you up with his body head.

"Omnia Paratus." You said as you took in a gulp of hot chocolate not caring that it burnt the roof of your mouth, it was heating all of your body up as you swallowed it down.

"Meaning what exactly?" Namjoon chuckled staring at you,

"Oh! It's on that show! Gilmore girls! It means 'ready for all things'" Taehyung shouted out, you'd forced him to watch a couple of episodes with you once and impressed that he'd remembered anything from it.

"Yeah, that." You sniffled and Jungkook wrapped his arm tighter around you.

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In another life - Nier: Replicant

Check out this awesome fanfic my friend wrote! Honestly I loved this story so much, so I convinced them to share it with the world.

Pairing: Emil/Nier (one-sided)

A/N: in Nier:Replicant one can change the character name. In my version he is called Llys. All the events described here take place in the second part of the game.

It rained all morning. Emil looked up into the sky wondering how long will it last. Kaine was dozing off nearby, her back against stiff and wet rock. Their campfire was long gone, the remaining embers washed away by the rain. Probably they need to find a new place, dry and comfortable but for some reason Emil was reluctant to move.

He thought about his body…Will the rains turn his skeleton-like limbs all rusty and then they will slowly start falling apart? Kaine and Llys are human, rain is no threat to them…but what about him? Surely the forces of nature will try to fight this disgusting body, will try to wipe him away from Earth. The crying seagulls on their way to Seafront distracted him a bit but this pain lingered in his mind. Instinctively he hugged himself with his long skeletal arms, a protection of sort from nature…And from voices in his head so full of self-hatred.

Kaine moved anxiously in her sleep. -She did not actually sleep during the night. – he thought. – So I won’t disturb her now…Maybe she is dreaming of something nice this time.

Should the likes of me even dream?

His eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a silhouette approaching from the north-east of the plains – white messy hair, slim and tall figure, a giant broadsword behind his back. Emil thanked the gods again for letting him see all this without hurting anyone. Probably the only thing he really was thankful for.

The white circles he had for eyes were lifeless but in truth his real eyes devoured every last part of the figure trying to memorize every little detail: the length of his boots, his walking manner, every feature of his almost perfect face which was now visible from where he sat. Each time he saw Llys he drowned in that grey and blue eyes of his, confident and cold but somehow at the same time kind and understanding. Each time he saw Llys he brought up memories of how he lost his human body and how he felt and how Llys never rejected him but greeted him instead with calming words and opened arms.

I will never abandon you.

Do you really think that he cares about you?

He keeps you by his side because he thinks you are useful.

For now.

YOU’RE WRONG! – with this last cry the other whispering voices slowly retreated to the darkest places of his mind only to appear again later.

Emil gathered himself quickly and floated towards Llys. After all Kaine was still sleeping…Let her rest just a bit longer.

- Llys! – he said, voice as cheerful as always. – What’s up? How was that business of yours at Seafront?

- Fine, I guess. – Llys looked tired and wary after the journey. Exhausted, even. – The package was hard to deliver but the client paid handsomely. -Let it be the last time when we fulfill such foolish requests. – Grimmoire Weiss materialized behind Llys.

- Don’t push yourself too hard, please. – Emil placed his hand on Llys’s shoulder and squeezed lightly. The sensation was very nice, it sent electric impulses up to his spine. Emil suddenly imagined himself like a real human, a version of himself but five years older. Back then during their first encounter Kaine told him that he was a “cute little thing”, so probably after five years this cuteness will remain? Maybe Llys will also call him cute. He imagined a real hand touching the shoulder of his dear friend, a hand of flesh and blood. He imagined his own lilac eyes looking at Llys with warmth and care and not these horrible empty sockets. His own lips smiling cheerfully not this terrifying mouth twisted with everlasting monstrosity which no one ever will call a smile.

You are disgusting…

He is disgusted by your touch, can’t you see?

This sudden outburst of his imagination only lasted for a moment but with these thoughts Emil’s hand hastily left Llys’s side. Emil looked away ashamed of his actions. – You stupid piece of junk, you should have asked if he was okay with the touch, he probably felt…

- Emil, is everything okay? – Emil felt two strong hands grabbing his skeleton shoulders and felt Llys’s gaze on his face.

- Ha..ha-hah, y-yeah, sure! Why do you ask? – even if his face wasn’t capable of showing any emotion his voice still betrayed him.

- Are you sure? – Emil turned to face Llys only to find him several centimeters away. If he had a real body his cheeks would probably blush…

- Y-yeah, of course I’m sure…Just feeling a bit lonely, you know. Kaine is sleeping, didn’t get much sleep during the night and you were at Seafront, so…

- Emil…- Weiss stopped unable to find the right words.

Llys glanced quickly at their camping place �� remnants of the fire, Kaine lying on hard wet rock, her swords and Emil’s scepter covered carefully by a piece of cloth. Something dire ran across his beautiful face…something like rage. Emil has already prepared himself for this talk they had had several times before: - No, Llys, everything is fine, really…We are used to sleeping outside. We feel perfectly comfortable and we don’t need anything, so don’t worry about us.

And then Llys leaned closer and hugged him. He pressed Emil’s head to his chest whispering: I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…Somehow among the countless rain droplets bombarding his head he made out one that was entirely different. And then another. And another. Hot tears poured from Llys’s eyes, small droplets traveling down to where Emil’s eyes and nose should be. All Emil could do was just to hug him back and try to wave away the thought of how he would like to sense the taste of these tears on his own lips.

He never realized that his and Kaine’s sleeping place was such a miserable sight. Never put much thought into it. His well-being never was much of a concern. Yet here he was, his dearest friend crying about his fate.

- Please, moment, never go away…Let me stand here hugging my friend for an eternity. Let the worlds collapse around us, just please don’t let go

Of course he knew the absurdity of this thought and he cursed himself for it. No happy life was possible without Kaine, without Weiss, without Yonah who is still out there, probably in grave danger. And yet…Please let me be selfish just once…

***

Sometime after the events in Façade

Kaine tossed some paper into their campfire. Emil cuddled near it watching the chaotic dance of flames.

- Kaine…I wanted to ask you something.

- Well, go ahead. – She leaned against the rock throwing the remaining paper into the fire. – What is it, Emil?

- Well, it’s about the king’s wedding…Or more about what I’ve said on that wedding.

- So? – Kaine raised an eyebrow. – What is it you said?

Emil would have licked his lips if he had those before starting this awkward conversation.

- Well…Just before the tragedy I spoke with Llys. I told him how I envied Fyra, how I wanted to be Fyra on this wedding. He told me that one day I will find a wonderful bride. But…

- It wasn’t the case, was it? – she asked.

Emil gasped. – W-wait! How did you even…

- I’m not fucking blind, you know. – she plainly looked at him, her gaze didn’t show any judgement, maybe a bit of concern.

- It’s just…I…Is something wrong with me? I really felt that way…I wanted to be on Fyra’s place and I would never say that to him of course, but I wanted Llys to be on king’s place.

Kaine kept silent, though somehow her gaze seemed encouraging. She wanted him to keep talking.

- I just…I imagined this ceremony…I, meaning my true self, will wear a white suit holding a great bouquet of lunar tears and Llys, he will be dressed in black and grey cause I think these colors look great on him. Everyone will be singing and dancing, eating tasty food, tossing flower petals over their heads. And…and you will be there too, Kaine. Cheering and laughing with others! No, don’t give me that look! I know that you will join us this time.

His imagination flowed onwards and onwards but he was so overwhelmed with these thoughts and ideas that he never wanted to stop. And Kaine didn’t seem to bother.

- Weiss will probably grumble again but he will end up sharing jokes with guests. Yonah will be there too, she will cook one of her special dishes! And Devola and Popola! I’ve heard that they have angelic voices and their singing is magnificent…And me and Llys, we will cheer with you. He will take my hand and lead me onwards…We will stand in front of everyone and someone will say: Now, you can seal your marriage with a kiss! And Llys he will…he will kiss me and then I…

His speech ended abruptly as his eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of a skeleton hand. He stared at it stupidly as if it wasn’t his, waiting for a real hand of flesh and bone to replace this monstrous limb. Realization stroke him like a lightning bolt. How could you forget something like this?

- No…No, what am I saying…O God…I am so sorry, I never really meant any of this, please don’t take it seriously. Just please, forget it, Kaine!

His body started to shake, he felt like he will burst into tears. But they never came. Another reminder to toss away these stupid dreams…He sobbed. Long skeleton limbs gathered around to protect him from the outside world. Only to be stopped by firm grip on his arm.

- Quit your whining, goddammit! – Kaine rarely raised her voice at him before. But now she was furious, flickers of red in her eyes. In a one harsh movement she pulled him up and looked directly at his face. There was no chance for Emil to avoid those eyes now. – Listen to me, Emil. And listen carefully. I don’t give a fuck about this romantic fluffy stuff you were babbling about. But here is what I know: if you love someone than fucking go for it, no whirling around. Trust me, we don’t have time for this bullshit.

- I know why you hesitate – “look at my body, I am so disgusting, I am a monster, no one will ever love me”. I am a monster too, Emil. And yet I had grandma who cared about me, protected me from those fuckers in the Aerie, who loved me. And then I found Llys. You found Llys. Did he treat you like you were a freak back then when you still haven’t lost your human form?

- N-no. – Emil managed to answer between his quiet sobs. – He was gentle, kind to me even if I was a total stranger.

- Did his attitude change when you transformed?

- No, no…When I realized that I had changed I started to cry. I hated myself so much…But still he hugged me. Told me that we will figure something out.

- That’s what I’m talking about. Our small group is a motherfucking freak show – stupid floating book, skeleton boy, possessed bitch. And yet he took us all in, accepted our sins and our souls. Don’t doubt him, Emil. He won’t abandon you.

- What I am trying to say is that you shoudn’t think for Llys. He has his own head on his shoulders and if you ever come up with confession he will answer without hurting your feelings. And well, if he won’t I’ll shove the stick right up his ass!

- Kaine! Don’t say things like that!

- Shut up and let me finish my thought. – Kaine let him go and Emil slowly retreated to his seat still sobbing. – I don’t know if the answer will be yes or no. What I DO know is that you, Emil, deserve love. Yes, you look like a skeleton but you are the kindest, the gentlest creature on this goddamn earth. You saved everyone in that village, you sacrificed your body to get me back. Such souls are so hard to find… like lunar tears. You. Deserve. Love. Never even try to tell me otherwise!

She breathed in heavily, tired from this improvised speech. Silence fell over their camp disturbed only by cracking of fire. Emil’s sobs died with Kaine’s words.

- The only thing to do is to tell him about your feelings. The sooner the better.

- I know that we don’t have much time. But the only thing Llys thinks of now is Yonah. And I…I don’t want to disturb his grief and add even more problems.

His voice still trembled from the crying but with each phrase spoken he seemed to become more confident.

- We all need to focus on Yonah’s rescue, so I’ll probably save my…my confession for later. I will tell him everything after we return from the Shadowlord’s castle.

***

That night Emil dreamt. He saw a mansion as big as the one where he had been locked up for his entire life but this one wasn’t so ominous. Sunrays knocked at the windows, green moss crawled up the walls, the front doors were wide open welcoming every traveler inside. Birds sang their praises to the sun hidden behind the branches of gigantic oak, a wild boar tamed by Llys rolled in circles on the grass. The waters of the nearby lake glistened invitingly, one gaze just enough to go swimming. Though Llys probably spent all his time fishing. Behind the mansion he saw a small garden with long rows of vegetables and entire flowerbeds vibrant with lunar tears. Wow, Llys has finally found a way to grow them…

On the second floor there was a library: books gathered from Seafront and Façade and from Llys’s village, books on languages long forgotten, scientific reports, treasure maps, musical scores…Everything was there for him to dig in, to reveal all the secrets the history of humanity has to offer. He heard the sounds of music from the first floor – someone was playing the piano and two angelic voices followed the tune. Popola entered the song after Devola and their voices intertwined beautifully when they reached the refrain.

Kaine was there, sitting casually on a chair, her terrifying blades nowhere to be seen. Yonah, her arms crossed on the chest, stood near Kaine, completely devoured by the song. Grimoire Weiss floated nearby trying to follow the rhythm. The young king of Façade and his wife Fyra were dancing gracefully in the center of the room and another pair of more clumsy dancers whirled around them – they both had red bags fastened on their shoulders.

Only then Emil turned his gaze to the piano. And stunned. An older version of himself, no more than nineteen years old, was playing the piano, his lilac eyes serious and focused, movements of his fingers precise and quick. He was not alone…Another pair of hands joined him, clumsily pressing on piano keys.

Llys was there…By his side.

When the song finally came to the end the dancers stopped catching their breaths. The red bag couple immediately started their usual argument – who stepped on whose foot and who was the first to lose rhythm during the dance. The king shouted praises to musicians, his wife nodding fiercely.

Kaine shrugged but he caught a glimpse of smile on her always emotionless face. Yonah clapped so hard that Weiss started to accuse her of creating additional vibrations making his floating more difficult. The twins laughed cheerfully at his grumbling.

Emil’s heart almost stopped when he looked again at the pair at the piano. Llys placed his hands around the waist of his older version, he saw himself blushing vividly at the touch. While everyone else was talking, clapping and laughing, Llys’s head rested on his shoulder, nose poking at the curve of his neck. With one lazy movement Llys cupped his blushing cheek and turned Emil, so he could see his face. There was a question on his lips, something unimportant, stupid even but it all died immediately when Llys covered Emil’s lips with his. Emil stumbled just for a second but then his lilac eyes closed and he eagerly returned the kiss placing his hands in a soft white mess of Llys’s hair.

- I want to stay here forever

***

In the Shadowlord’s castle

- Emil, no!

- Get back here! EMIL!

He could perfectly hear their shouts from here. His small sphere floated back dragged by Popola’s magic. There isn’t much time. The sphere containing his friends successfully reached the other side of the broken bridge and he sighed in relief casting a dispel.

They’ve made it. Good. They still have a chance to defeat the Shadowlord.

…

You are such a coward.

I didn’t have the strength to confess. I failed.

You lost your chance. I’m sorry.

…

The black void devoured him completely. Small cracks started to appear on the light-blue surface of the sphere looking like spider webs. Beautiful.

Llys…I…

I love you

I want to see you again.

I want to see all of you again.

I don’t want to die.

There is so much I wanted to tell you, Llys

Perhaps, in another life.

The sphere crushed under the pressure of the void. It continued to collapse until it reached the size of an apple. As hungrily and fiercely the void devoured everything on its way before as calmly and peacefully it turned into golden ashes carried away by the winds.

Emil’s scepter fell on the ground with an ominous ringing.

In another life.

[the-fandom-is-now-my-life]

Can you do a HC where pregnant reader is poisoned and in a coma for Thor and Poseidon?

Pregnant reader Poison in coma

He simply went home after wild hunt after frigg commanded him to do it

" Son, the midgarden has spent a while without thunderstorms, go wild hunting"

" Isn't that father's job"

" He is busy, go"

" Mom, my wife is pregnant, I won't leave her alone"

" Then I will be with her in the meantime , go son , midgarden has been calm too long "

And when he returned he found you passed out with frigg and eir at your side.

" What happened here?"

" I don't know,son! I was about to drink and I shared some with her but she passed out!"

" Your wine must have been poisoned!"

" but a maid just brought it Eir!'

" How did the maid look, ma'am?"

' I don't remember! She had this strand of hair that was darker but nothing else… son! Where are you going?'

"Loki! You bastard! I will kill him!"

It was all a mischief caused by Loki, even though it was meant to get frigg to sleep and not meant to be drank by you

" Hello, Thor! Isn't this evening lovely to cause misch- Ack! What is it Thor?! Let go of my neck! I can't breathe"

" You scoundrel, did you think for a second that you could get away with poisoning my wife?'

'what are ya talking about?! I poisoned Frigg's wine! Plus it shouldn't cause more than light sleep! I assure you brother, in one lustrum, not a day before nor a day after."

"How can I believe your words?"

" Why would I lie? It was meant for the hag for for my sweet sister in law"

Plop!

" Ya welcome by the way. Couldn't you have softened your grip? I will have bruises'

" Don't test it or I will ask Brokk to sew your mouth shut again"

"Eek! I took me months to speak again"

" The most beautiful months I can remember"

The time went by, and Thor never once left your bedside. Your stomach swollen by the time you had to wake up, everyone of the Æsir marking the days until you would return. 5 years and you are yet to wake up, maybe it is going to take some days extra, 5 more weeks and nothing, more and more weeks added until it reaches 10 years of waiting.

The Ragnarok was the only excuse that could keep him away from you for more than 5 minutes, even if Thor wasn't willing to leave.

" Mother, what if she awakens while I am away, I want to be the first one to see. Or what if she goes into labor, I wish to not miss that moment"

" Son, the fight won't last long. It's only against a human, how long would it take? 10 minutes? Maybe 15? It is unlikely that she will wake up in such a small time frame"

"B-"

" C'mon son, I heard the strongest humans will fight in there, isn't it worth a shot? Me and eir can stay here in case of her going into labor Just 20 minutes"

"I will end that battle in 5 minutes"

As soon as his fight with Lu bu ended he left the arena and returned to his castle

"Ehh!, Why won't you wait for your brother's fight?!. I was waiting patiently for this chance to show how I got better at fighting"

" Then why won't you fight me outside? I still haven't forgotten what you did to my wife"

'eak! Zeus save meeeee"

" Fufufu, the young ones do have energy, don't they?"

He returned hoping that everything was the same but what he found was eir, his mother and two babies crying

" Good evening, son! How was your fight?"

"Whose baby are those?"

Muffled whispers

" Whose? Mother"

"Yours"

" Didn't you promise to notify me if my wife went into labor"

" You seemed so happy to be fighting him"

" What are they, eir?"

" A set of twins! Mister Thor, a girl and a boy"

" They are squishy… cute"

Thor raised your twins while waiting for you to wake up. They would wait longer than life and time itself for you to know your children

" Daaaad, how long till mom wakes up"

" I don't know Troels, I wish to know too. Where is your sister?"

" Borghild went to see mom"

∆^∆^∆

" Sweetie, what are you doing?"

" Dad, will mom wake up?"

"Yes, sweetie"

"When?"

" I don't know but we will wait, after all the best things take time to see"

Poseidon

You were supposed to break the news to Poseidon at dinner but he had last minute affairs ( Zeus got drunk and did someone and called him to calm hera down)

" If he calls me one more time I'm going to do everyone here a favor and castrating him"

" That would have avoided a whole lot of problems"

So you are the dinner by yourself and left the letter at your bed in his pillow

" Was this type of mushroom always in this dish? Ah, whatever"

You went to sleep but when Poseidon tried to wake you up ,he couldn't

"Wake up, what does that note mean?, (So) this isn't funny. Wake. Up. This is a serious matter"

"M-mister Poseidon. I think I know what happened to the madam."

"..."

" I saw in the evening that one of the kitchen staff bumped with the person in charge of Asclepius' request. The one of .nnbg"

" Talk. Louder. Or I will make you talk"

" The one who was sending the Amanita virosa… mister?!"

" Call the kitchen staff. A urgent meeting"

"Yessir, right away sir!"

There was a mistake in the kitchen and the mushrooms that were supposed to be used for poison making got mixed up with the edible ones

"Eckk! Be more careful! You made me drop destroying angel . Those are poisonous! Help me pick them up"

"Sorry! I am sorry! I didn't mean to! I had to bring the mushrooms to the kitchen

" Whatever. Stop… are you sure those are your mushrooms?."

"I-I am not quite sure"

"Let's try separating them!"

"Yeah!"

" What is taking you so long! The dinner isn't going to finish itself!"

"Sorry head chef, I am going, head chef"

"Wait! These aren't mine!"

He killed the kitchen staff.

" Finally, mister Poseidon has recognized my worth as his cook!"

"Yes, mister, I'm sure that must be the case. But, why did he call us here too."

" I must be to tell you that your help won't be needed anymore"

^∆^

*The atmosphere is too heavy to be good news* was a common thought

"Mister Poseidon! What is the cause of the joy of meeting you here"

" What did you serve as dinner"

"W-well of course, the madam asked for a risotto with mushrooms. Do you wish for us to make a fresh batch for you?"

" In that table there are two baskets, one with regular meadow mushrooms and another with Amanita virosa."

"What?"

" Every person here has to replicate the risotto with the mushrooms that they decide. choose wisely"

"… "

"What. are. You. Waiting. For."

"Sorry mister Poseidon!. Getting ready sir!"

∆^∆

Poseidon was seated in front of 20 dishes and their respective chef.

"Does everyone recognize their own dish?"

"Yessir!"

" Everyone, eat your own risotto"

"W-what?!"

"You are chefs , aren't you? You should be able to differentiate edible plants from non edible one. Go ahead. Show me if you are worthy of cooking here."

One by one they fell like flies. Leaving nobody

"To not be able to notice that they were all the same type with the ring cut off. How unsightly

He may not be exactly at your bedside but he won't be out of the castle.

"Poseidon. Could I see my beloved sister in-law?"

"Do you want me to trusts you with where my wife is? While she is in a comma? Do you think I'm stupid?"

Most of the time he spends by your side is to make sure the doctors don't mess up

"What are you doing,Apollo"

"For the sixth time, a basic check up. I do this daily"

"Why are you touching my wife"

"How do you expect me to treat her 2 meters away?"

"I am bringing Artemis"

"Oh for fucks sake , Poseidon"

It hurts him to see you in this state. You used to be so lively that seeing you in that state isn't something he wants to see.

Poseidon puts his hand on your cheek and sighs " I preferred it better when you smiled at me." He stands up from the bed and kisses your forehead " please wake up soon"

He might be a little nervous to take care of a whole baby by himself ( the servants already messed up once,there is not going to be a second chance) . After all he never took care of a baby in his life

"Why don't you ask your brother?"

"Zeus, have you ever had to take care of one of your children?

"..."

" I'm asking your wife"

∆^∆

"Look closely, to hold the baby by grabbing them like this"

"Like this?"

"Yes!"

"I think I'm ready to have my baby"

"Babies"

"What?"

"They are quintuplets"

"Excuse you?"

You had quintuplets , your oldest girls eirene, halcyone, Apolline. Your only boy, asafés. And the youngest and smallest of her siblings, charmian.

" Father! Halcy stole my headband"

"Eirene is lying, father! This headband is mine"

"There there, let's talk about this calmly"

"Shut up, Apolline!"

" You shut up halcyone, I'm older than you for 30 minutes, so respect me more!"

"Father, I want a brother"

"Let's talk about that when mommy wakes up,asafés"

"We are the only two men here. I want a little brother!"

"Father? Will mommy wake up?"

"Yes, some day"

"When that happens let's throw a party!"

"Sure"

"And we can invite uncle Zeus"

"No"

Secretly charmian is his favorite because she is a carbon copy of you. Her name is literally little joy.