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viviennevermillion · 2 years ago

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finding solace

notes: i don't feel like this one lives up to my usual standards of writing i hold myself to because i wrote it while experiencing writer's block and mental health issues but i really wanted to write something.

also if you like my works, feel free to commission me!

word count: 2.7k

contains: leona kingscholar x gn!reader, comfort, reader has depression

warnings: symptoms of depression, non-sexual nudity (taking a shower together)

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The sun broke through the blinds in an almost grotesque, unnerving way. Or at least, that was what it felt like for you. Seeing Leona of all people be more active than you was a bad sign by itself, but your own mood was something you could hardly ignore at this current moment. The more time passed, with you idly laying in your boyfriend’s bed, covered only half by the blanket and the bedsheets a mess from the tossing and turning you had done throughout the day; the worse you started to feel. But anything you could do seemed as pleasant of an idea as climbing a whole mountain right now. You scolded Leona often enough, but this was probably what he felt like all the time. Minutes seemed to turn into hours and you wanted to cry but the tears were far from coming out. You knew crying could sometimes make one feel better but it seemed like not even that was an option for you now.

You scrolled mindlessly through your phone, tired and exhausted; then setting it down and trying to rest but ultimately realizing destiny was hellbent on keeping you awake, no matter if your eyes became red and felt like they were burning. So you gave up and picked up the phone again. What was the point of anything right now?

You wished there was at least something you were looking forward to in the near future that would motivate you to do something or make you feel happier. But all there was, left a bland taste in your mouth and a hopeless expression of defeat in your eyes as you gazed up to the ceiling in a desperate search for anything that wouldn’t bore you to death. Leona wasn’t a big help either. He had his own depressed state of mind to deal with and right now that consisted of laying in bed next to you, not doing anything as well. You tried to snuggle closer to him but no position you found in his arms brought you the comfort and happiness you were used to. It was warm in Savanaclaw and you wished the blinding sun and the heat would be replaced by a cool wind of the night, even if it was just 10 minutes.

Leona had told you a story once of one of the kings of the past who ran away from the palace after a coup when he was just a child; collapsing in a merciless drought and destined to die of thirst and heatstroke had it not been for two kind strangers who’d take care of him and look after him. That was how you felt at this moment. Like you were left in a barren wasteland as the sun was looking forward to grill you alive, even though Leona had put up a ventilator in front of the bed so you’d be more comfortable.

You could see from the corner of your eyes that he was watching you, silently, as the minutes passed and nothing happened. You wondered what was on his mind. He gave you your answer soon enough.

“You don’t seem to be doing too well there, herbivore”, he commented and turned your head to face him. You simply shrugged, not knowing what to respond. Leona’s expression darkened. He was used to this attitude from himself, but seeing you like this; with the same lack of energy and optimism as him; made his heart ache. He had long since given up on himself but in his eyes you deserved so much. You deserved that beautiful smile he slowly but deeply fell for and you deserved to feel excited and hopeful.

He hated to see you like this. If anything motivated Leona on days like these it was trying to make sure you were at least content. Ever since he had confessed to you, he had been coming to classes more frequently and trying to fill his day with more activities. He could hardly motivate himself to do anything for himself but doing things for you gave him that final kick needed to get up from the bed and stay up.

He absentmindedly looked at you for a while; lying next to him with your eyes closed. Leona was lost in his own thoughts and when his attention shifted back to you, he noticed there were tears staining your cheeks now. Your slowed breathing indicated that you had fallen asleep at last and Leona propped himself up on his right elbow to press a kiss to your forehead. Get well soon, herbivore…, he thought and gently caressed your cheek before getting up from the bed.

When you woke up, Leona was nowhere to be found. You tried calling out to him but he didn’t respond. Just as you sat up to scan the room for signs of where he might have gone, the door to Leona’s room opened. Your boyfriend entered and tossed his leather jacket loosely onto the desk chair. You hadn’t even woken up by him leaving.

“Where did you go?”, you asked curiously. “You’ll see”, Leona gave you a reassuring smile, “I got a surprise for you. But first, we should take a shower. It’ll do you good.” You rubbed your eyes in an exhausted motion and kicked the bedsheets off you. “Are you trying to say I smell bad?”, you groaned and Leona rolled his eyes. “No. The counselor they sent me to after I…uh…got a little too enthusiastic about winning the Spelldrive Tournament; well anyway, they said that sometimes a cold shower, a walk or somethin’ like that can already make a big difference in my mood or whatever”, he ran a hand through his hair. That’s a very mild way to say ‘overblotted’, you thought but refrained from commenting on it. “By the way, I got us food”, Leona handed you a bag with a bunch of meaty snacks, “I even got you a vegetable.” You reached inside the bag, inspecting the contents. “Leona, that’s just a whole cucumber.” “If ya don’t want it, I’ll give it to someone else, herbivore.” You glanced at him for a moment before starting to eat the cucumber. Not what you would have picked for lunch, but it was the thought that counted, wasn’t it?

“Anyway, you comin’?”, he asked and gestured towards the bathroom. You nodded weakly before Leona went to grab some towels, but you didn’t find the energy to get up; scrolling through the same five apps on your phone again but having run out of anything new to look at. “Herbivore?”, Leona called out and entered his room again, to find you with one leg and one arm off the bed; trying to motivate yourself to just get up and join him. He sighed and grabbed a water bottle from the desk. “Your mandatory hydration”, he commented dryly as he handed it to you. You raised an eyebrow at him but drank quite a bit of it, finding that you’ve needed this after all. As soon as you had finished, Leona just picked you up and carried you to the bathroom, gently putting you down on the edge of the bathtub.

“Thank you”, you sighed, grateful that Leona had done for you what felt like it’d take you another 30 minutes. When you stepped into the shower, you wrapped your arms around Leona’s waist and rested your head on his chest, closing your eyes once more as you let the water run over you. “It’s cold”, you complained as Leona took care of everything for you. “It’s supposed to be, genius”, he mumbled as he applied the shower gel to your skin, “otherwise you’d probably fall right back asleep and wake up feeling even worse. Trust me, I know.” The last sentence was nothing more but a quiet whisper but you picked up on it anyway.

You remembered the past few days and how you could hardly tell what happened on which day of the week because they all seemed to blend into one another like a never ending loop of mediocrity. You remembered the stress and your worries for the future. And suddenly you couldn’t hold it in anymore. Quiet sobs left your lips and Leona’s ears instantly perked up at the signs of distress coming from you.

You gasped in surprise as you were met with the cold water from the shower head directly into your face. “What the fuck, Leona?”, you hissed. “It got you to stop sobbin’”, Leona shrugged and you noticed that he was right; you were becoming aware of your surroundings again and your breathing calmed down a bit. Leona lifted your chin up and looked into your eyes. “I love you, herbivore. So cheer up. Don’t make me worry so much, alright?”, he said and patted your head.

He hugged you from behind and his voice became softer as he nuzzled your neck. “I love you so much. Don’t forget that, okay?”, he whispered and pressed kisses to your cheek and your neck repeatedly until you had stopped crying, “I can’t stand to see you like this.” To see you like me, he thought but kept that to himself. “I hope I can lift your mood a little”, Leona gave you that soft smile only you got to see and kissed your lips gently.

Once you stepped out of the shower, you felt refreshed and already a lot better than before. You helped Leona dry off his hair, a smile finding its way to your face when you saw how the water pearled off his ears and how they flicked when you were rubbing them with the towel. This didn’t go unnoticed by Leona. He crossed his arms with an annoyed expression. “Why is it that when you feel like shit and you smile for the first time again, it’s always from treatin’ me like an oversized cat?”, you could hear the pouting tone in his voice and a chuckle escaped you. “You’re cute”, you smirked and booped his nose. “Stop that”, he warned but leaned into your touch immediately when you started to caress his ears with your fingertips, sighing softly, "the things I put up with to see you happy..."

“So, what was that surprise you wanted to show me?”, you asked once the two of you had gotten dressed again. “Put on a jacket. Something warm”, Leona grabbed a small backpack and you could hear the jingling of keys, “we’re gonna go on a small trip.” Curious about where he would take you, you followed him out of the dorm. Outside of the Hall of Mirrors, Leona gestured towards a Magical Wheel which had been parked at the side of the building. “I rented that one while you were slumbering”, he tossed you a helmet and smirked at you, “hold on tight or I might just lose you and never look back.” You poked his side in response to his teasing.

“You should put on a helmet too”, you crossed your arms. “I’ll be fine”, Leona said, putting the key into the engine and starting up the vehicle. “Leona.” “Fine, I’ll wear the damn helmet”, he rolled his eyes and then grinned at you, “I’ll keep it on for the rest of the day and watch you complain that you’re not getting any kisses.” You sighed but got onto the vehicle behind him after Leona had put on his helmet. You wrapped your arms around Leona's waist, trying to adjust to the movement of the Magical Wheel. It was a little intimidating at first, given how different it was to a regular car; but Leona kept you safe and even though he teased you a little, you could tell he made sure not to drive any faster than you were comfortable with.

As you made your way down the path on the hill that Night Raven College was located on, you could see the village on the island as well as the ocean; the light of the sun now seemed a lot softer and bearable than it had been about an hour ago. You could feel the pressure of the wind as Leona drove the vehicle across the island, giving you the scenic tour of the area.

The two of you stopped by the lake and the forest for short breaks, laying down in the grass next to each other while gazing up at the vibrant green of the trees and the red apples that grew on them. You could hear the humming of the birds and watched the clouds pass by. “That one looks like you”, you pointed at one and poked Leona. “How the fuck does that look like me?”, the second prince raised an eyebrow, clearly questioning your overactive imagination. “It’s pretty”, you just shrugged and Leona leaned over you, smirking and pressing a kiss to your cheek. “I can live with that answer”, he chuckled and his ears twitched while he did this.

You kissed his lips gently and could feel Leona smile into the kiss.

The sinking feeling in your chest you had felt for the whole day wasn’t fully gone yet, but every new thing you saw and every word Leona spoke to distract you seemed to soothe the pain a little and made it something you could deal with and overlook with ease.

Your final stop was the beach near Royal Sword Academy. The sun was already beginning to set and you had taken your shoes off to walk along the shore, holding Leona’s hand. He squeezed it gently and gave you a reassuring smile, as if to tell you silently that things were going to be okay eventually. You’d figure things out together.

He then grabbed your hand and took a bite out of the hot dog you had bought for yourself. “Hey”, you protested and Leona smirked at you. “Sorry herbivore…but surely you don’t mind sharing with me, right?”, he wrapped an arm around your shoulder, “take some pity on me, the bird took mine.” He gestured towards the seagull in a couple meters distance, picking at Leona’s meal that it had stolen from him. “Prince Leona Kingscholar, king of the beasts, bested by the common seagull”, you exclaimed with a false notion of drama and tragedy in your voice. “I could grill that little bastard here and now if I wanted to”, he crossed his arms and furrowed his brows, “I decided to have some mercy today.” “Sure”, you laughed and raised your eyebrows.

The waves crashing onto the shore felt cold when they met the skin of your feet but in a way the sensation also helped to ground you. “Feeling better?”, Leona asked and you could hear worry in his voice; something he only felt comfortable showing around you. “A little”, you nodded and picked up a seashell from the sand, inspecting it as you turned it in your hand. “Do you feel ready to go back to the dorm?” You hesitated for a moment, then shook your head.

Leona sat down in the sand, pulling you onto his lap and resting his head against yours as the two of you watched the sunset together. “That’s fine by me”, he said, wrapping his tail around you, “we can stay here for as long as you like. I don’t mind.”

You remained silent for a while, running your fingers along Leona’s tail absentmindedly. “I love you”, you whispered and leaned back against his chest. “I love you too”, Leona said quietly, closing his eyes as the wind brushed through his hair and the sunset made his skin feel a comforting warmth. Things weren’t easy on days like these. But both of you knew, come what may, you always had each other to lean on. Things had changed from the days of being alone with your thoughts and having to sort out your feelings by yourself. Whenever one of you was feeling down, the other usually found the strength to get up and drag both of you to a place that gave you comfort.

“You know, I think I’m going to keep the ride for a while”, Leona nodded towards the Magical Wheel with a smile on his face, “nothin’ much to see here after 3 years of being on this island but I’ll make it work.” You nodded and pressed a kiss to his lips. “Thank you, Leona”, you whispered and squeezed his hand, "for everything."

#twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar x reader #leona x reader #leona kingscholar x you #twisted wonderland leona #leona kingscholar #twst leona

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sakascal · 10 days ago

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Living Fiction - Chapter 1

This story was written for @hazyconstellationss as a part of the Good Omens Reference Library Discord Server Gift Exchange. Hello @hazyconstellationss, this is your secret demon trying to tempt you into dropping everything to read this now. 😉

You gave me the prompts for a human AU where florist Crowley gives writer Aziraphale a gift and somehow that turned into this little story of two idiots pining over each other. I hope you like it! This is my first ever AU and I had a ton of fun writing it, so thank you very much for that fabulous prompt! 💜

Thank you to the GO Reference Library for setting up this gift exchange.💜

Thank you to my wonderful friends and fellow writers at @whickberstreetwriters for friendship and moral support and especially to @rcreveal, @playdohangel, @bohoteacher, @angie-words and @sixshotsinatumbllr (and for this chapter specifically @rcreveal, @playdohangel, @bohoteacher, @sixshotsinatumbllr) for phenomenal beta reading, fun comments, helpful insights and wonderful ideas on how to improve this. And for fixing spelling and especially grammatical errors aplenty. 😁 Couldn't have done it without you.💜

Also thank you to my lovely daughter who went above and beyond when I handed her my iPad and pen and asked her for a quick digital drawing of a plant to use as a cover for a story. Two hours later I had this little masterpiece you see below. Yes, I may be laying it on a bit thick here with the praise, but I am a very proud mom of a very talented 9-year-old, so I think I may be permitted a bit of gushing. 😊

(If you see this, Mausi: Hab dich lieb! And don't go to my AO3 account. You are nine, that's not the right place for you. Especially not because you go 'eeewww' every time you see me kissing Papa.😂)

Rating: T

Summary

For two years self-published romance writer Azariah Fell has been coming to this café, three times a week on a schedule. He likes to work there, with easy access to refreshing hot drinks and delicious pastries, and always sits at the same table, directly at the window with the street right in view. And if he is honest, it's the view that he's coming for - but not of the street.

Right across the street is the florist shop 'Serpens et Horto', and the proprietor Anthony Crowley keeps drawing his eyes. Azariah regularly finds himself buying plants and flowers at that shop, even though he had known nothing about plants when he first came to this café. So, is it really a surprise when one of the main characters in his latest book has a striking resemblance to Anthony Crowley?

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It wasn’t like he was staring at the man, like a creep or a weirdo or anything. He was just idly gazing out his shop’s window when he had nothing better to do, and that table just happened to be right across from it. And that was simply right where the man was. Three times a week. He was hard to miss with his pale hair and old-fashioned clothing. Waistcoat over a button-up shirt, a bow-tie and even braces. During the summer when the man had opened his waistcoat to evade a heatstroke, Crowley supposed, he had seen them peek out. Like he was cosplaying a bloody librarian. And those tiny reading glasses sitting low on his dainty, pointy, upturned nose were ridiculous - and bizarrely charming.

“Is he back again?” Warlock had come up behind him while Crowley had not been staring at the man across the street.

“Hmm? Oh, him,” Crowley said in an attempt to salvage the situation. Pining after a man didn’t fit his image.

But apparently he couldn’t even fool a tween. “So, have you asked him out yet?”

“No,” he answered with a sigh, crossing his arms over his chest. Crowley didn’t even know his name, for fuck’s sake. “Not that it’s any of your business,” he added, growling, when he realised that might have sounded slightly pathetic.

“Really don’t know what you’re waiting for,” Warlock went on, obviously unperturbed.

Crowley knew. Kind of. He wasn’t even sure if the man was truly interested - or just really liked plants. As often as he came in here to buy one. His flat must be a veritable green house by now. Or maybe he was simply terrible at keeping them alive. If that was the case, he would actually be morally obligated to stop selling him plants, wasn’t like they could defend themselves.

But those times when the man came into ‘Serpens et Horto’ were the only chances Crowley got to talk to him. He enjoyed talking to him and used every opportunity he got. And still, he didn’t even know his name. Somehow, he just never found a good enough reason to ask for his name. The man certainly knew his name, though, not that it was difficult with Crowley wearing a name tag.

“You know,” Warlock continued, “men your age really shouldn’t hesitate on these things. It’s not like you have time to waste.”

“Men my–!” Crowley swatted at Warlock, who jumped out of range just in time, laughing. Fucking reflexes of youth. “I’m 45, not half dead!”

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triptychgrip · 4 months ago

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If you like the idea of power-bottom Yuuri turning his husband into a mess...

...then you might want to check out Heatstroke: my newly completed, 16K word story set 5 years post-canon.

It begins during the 2021 off-season, when Viktor decides to send Yuuri a very raunchy video shortly before an important video conference call, in the hopes that his sexy surprise will distract Yuuri from his pre-meeting nerves.

If it wasn't obvious before this, heads up for explicit sexual content below the cut

Of course, Yuuri can't let this teasing go without a "funishment", and the meeting's aftermath features sub Viktor being tied to one of their backyard pool chairs while Dom Yuuri edges and rides him painfully slowly. In particular, I enjoyed writing the part where Yuuri tells Viktor not to take his eyes off of him while he rides a dildo right next to his desperate, keening husband 😲

I almost wasn't going to make a post about finishing this b/c I was feeling shy, but then I was like...no, I've worked hard on this!! And most importantly, I had a lot of fun writing it, so I hope you'll check out the excerpt below and give it a shot (Additionally, I've written several other Yuri!!! on Ice stories, which you can find on my overall ao3 Dashboard)

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The bridge of the song commenced with a markedly faster tempo, prompting Yuuri to switch from a lazy circling of his hips to full-on bouncing. He dropped down and rose up in swift, punchy movements that caused jagged gasps to spill from his lips. Even so, there was an enviable fluidity to his rising and falling, the intoxicating music he made with his body not faltering even once.

“Mmh, kimochi, Vitya!” he cried, making Viktor squirm, helplessly, as he watched his cock slap against his stomach.

It was an inarguably lewd sight.

Pre-cum streaked across Yuuri’s abdomen in a way that entirely depleted his mouth of moisture.

“Fuckkkkk, this c-could be you, zaichonok,” his love went on, wrenching his head backwards to face the sky, as if in search of benediction. “Sitting underneath me, while I r-ride you so – agh! – so fast and hard.”

Yuuri plucked both of his nipples on the word ‘hard’ and gave a dirty, guttural moan.

Viktor matched it, his brain having honed in on the unceasing drumbeat of Yuuri. Yuuri. Yuuri. that he could somehow feel in the blood pulsing within his dick. Its rhythm was spurred on by the sight of that ample, perfectly curved ass meeting the base of the dildo over and over again, winding the tension between them ever higher with every passing second.

“Pleaseeee, Yusha!” he implored, not realizing he was writhing so aggressively within his restraints until he accidentally sent the remote for the plug that was still inside of him flying off of the chair.

At the clatter of sound upon impact, Yuuri stilled quite abruptly.

He blinked down at the floor of the cabana in what appeared to be an effort to regain his bearings, then looked back at him, a hungry sort of gleam flashing in his eyes.

It was a gesture that Viktor only barely caught, given how his vision had been reduced to slits. Even so, he was proud of himself for managing to obey his spouse’s directive not to look away.

#yuri on ice #yuri!!! on ice #yuri on ice fanfiction #yoi fanfiction #my writing #viktuuri #victuuri #eros katsuki yuuri #post canon yuri on ice

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speedyartist30 · 3 months ago

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Botw AU: Divine intervention pt6

him.He tail lazily flicked against the rock he was laying on and his ears occasionally twitched when someone walked by. Jay wasn’t sure how long the princess planned for them to stay here,it already been two days and he was growing restless.The sound of footsteps made him press his ears close to his head,but his senses picked up the souls aura and he instantly relaxed. Clinking metal came around his left and when Jay opened an eye he saw messy blonde hair and sharp eyes.

“Well looks like you managed to escape the crowd.”

Link:’Barely,everyone wants to see the Master sword. What about you?’

Jay shrugged and pushed himself up and glanced at the princess,she was holding a conversation with a carrier.Brushing some dust of his chest,Jay stretched and yawned.

“I’m still adjusting…. I didn’t plan for everyone to know about my true form this soon. I kept it secret for my safety and privacy,but I guess my streak is over after slipping up at Zoras domain.”

Link:’Well it’s not all bad. It let’s everyone know you work for the royal family now and it takes some pressure off Zelda….And gives me a break from all the hero chatter.’

Catching the joke,Jay playful whacked Link with his tail,he was not planning on being a canon fodder for these nosy travelers. Standing up, he wiped off his pants and followed Link back to the stable, he was supposed to make fireproof elixirs for the trip to Goron city.He offered the stablehands a polite smile as he got situated by the cook pot,Jay could see people staring at him but he pretended not to notice. Reaching into his bag he pulled out some empty bottles and rolled up his sleeves for the upcoming mess. Link sat on the stool across from him, a curious glint in his eyes. Pulling out a moblin horn and some dead fireproof lizards Jay grabbed a bowl from his bag and started cutting the lizards.

“Hey, did they show you knights how to make elixirs? Or was it just strictly combat?”

Link:’Learned combat and first aid. Didn’t teach anything about elixirs.The alchemist always gave us supplies for the regions were needed.’

“Hmm,well they aren’t that hard to make from scratch,but a pain to buy since prices have gone up.I make elixirs a little different from them though. I can show you if you want?”

With a single nod from Link, Jay quietly explained what was needed and how to prepare the elixir. He crushed the moblin horn between his hands and mashed it until it was nearly dust.With that and the chopped chopped lizard Jay put them in a bowl and added smother wing butterflies. Next he went to the well and got a bucket of water, which he poured into the cook pot along with his ingredients. Grabbing a nearby ladle he stirred it up until it turned gray, reaching into his bag one last time he revealed a small sapphire. With a sparking hand he squeezed the gem until it melted into a glowing blue liquid that dripped into the pot. The concoction bubbled with a giant glow before settling into a black mixture.

“Well that’s it.”

Link:’What was the sapphire for?’

“Some gems have traces of power in them. Sapphires have the power of ice, which I added to make it less likely for us to get heatstroke and if we avoid any fights on the way there that just better our chances.”

Zelda:”That’s smart.”

Jumping slightly at her suddenappearance,Jay titled his head up to see Zelda standing behind him. In her hand was a letter and based of the grip she had around the parchment Jay decided not to ask about it.Fidgeting with his sleeves,Jay grabbed the bottles and started filling them up with the elixir.

“Are we heading to Goron city today?”

Zelda:”We are,but first we’ll have to make a detour. I need to vist the spring of power first.“

Nodding,Jay and Link filled the bottles with the elixir while Zelda sat at the table to write a letter to give the carrier. After cleaning the cooking pot and gathering what they wanted to take,Link grabbed his and Zelda’s horses and the group started for the spring of power. It was surprisingly close by and Jay marveled at all the red and oranges leaves in shadows pass. After a bit of walking they went off path and Zelda pointed out the spring to him,but Jay could sense the spring before they even reached it.Going down the hill and to the entrance,Zelda opened her bag to reveal a white dress. While she walked inside,Jay hung back with Link to ask how the whole process worked.

Link:‘She’s going to pray to Hylia for help awaken her power.’

‘How long does she pray for?’

Link:’Different each time. She goes at it for hours sometimes while others are only an hour or two. Lately it’s been the first.’

Jay frowned, he didn’t think just asking for answers would help her…atleast not asking alone.He does his own fair share of praying to the goddess and he never heard her talk, but she always left him with these feelings that would point him to the right direction and after every prayer he would leave an offering as a thanks.But if he needed to talk about how he felt then he’ll find Farosh.

*Maybe I should talk to her about Zelda. She sent me to aid her,but Hylia blocked me out.”

Feeling a hand tapping his shoulder, Link nodded towards the entrance and Jay followed him into the spring. It was beautiful, waterfalls were on the walls and large trees were stretched towards the sky. In the middle of the spring Zelda stood in a flowy white dress with gold jewelry, she looked exactly the same when he first met her. Link turned away from her and held his sword pointed to the ground, he was on guard. Shuffling his feet against the ground,Jay reached into his bag and gave a pouch of elixirs to Link.

‘I’m going to explore the canyon. I’ll clear the path and meet you two at Goron City.’

Link gave a single nod and Jay quietly left the spring and once he was out of sight he ran to the maw of death moutain. The first thing he could feel was hot steamy air,but he slowed to a stop to drink his own bottle of fireproof elixir, it tasted burnt.Scrunching his face he shook his head and began walking through the trail. As promised Jay cleared out all the monsters he could find as he walked, but the dragon got side tracked by the amount of ore deposits near the water and had to get his hands on the shiny gems inside. A hour went by just from mining alone and he came out with two diamonds, eight Rubys, eleven Topaz ,five Sapphires, ten opals and too many ambers.

“Maybe I should start selling gems too. Monsters part pay enough for supplies but a little more currency can’t hurt.”

Washing his hands off in the lake,Jay stilled and looked up the canyon with perked ears.The pebbles around his feet shifted and bounced as explosion erupted behind him in the distance. Faintly he could hear shouting, so slinging his bag over his shoulder Jay rushed to the noise.The temperature just seemed to rise even higher the closer he got.But causing all the chaos in the haze of heat and smoke was a huge Igneo Talus chasing a group of miners. Slitted eyes viewed the monsters soul to see a bright purple hue.

*Its not corrupted but definitely stronger and smarter than average. Gotta be careful.*

Bringing a hand to his mouth,Jay whistled to grab the lumbering rocks attention. Cracking his knuckles,Jay let his hands spark as he sprinted toward the monster. The lumbering rock raised its boulder like hand and in a burst of heat launches with newfound accuracy. Jay dodged as the rock exploded into flames, shielding his face from the blast. Squinting past the flames Jay released an attack of his own as a bolt of lightning collided with the Talus front, sending it teetering off balance. Sparking, Jay leaped into the air, curling into a ball he extended into a drop kick,sending the Talus colliding into the side of the moutain.

Jumping away from the next wave of heat, Jay grabs his swords and rushes to initiate his next attack, but what to seemingly appear out of nowhere,a group of fire breathing Lizalofs emerged from the flames. Baring his fangs Jay sends electricity around his blade and attacks swiftly and ruthless against the lizards, but with the towering talus looming over him Jay struggled to escape its fury and heat. Wiping sweat off his temple, Jay sliced down another Lizalof and kicked another that grabbed onto his shoulder. Using tail to gain some ground Jay smacked the group away and took a couple steps back. Trying to catch his breath in the stifling air, he stilled when a large Goron joined the fray.With a stone like sword the Goron came down with a loud battle cry as he slammed his weapon against the ground. The force and shockwave was enough to knock the lizaflos back.

???: You alright there?”

Jay couldn’t help but marvel at the strength the goron displayed, the lizards barely stood a chance against his overwhelming strength. Jay nodded his head at the Gorons booming voice and rushed to his side to cover his blind sides with a flash of his electric power.

”Thanks for the save.”

Checking over his shoulder he sees the flaming talus regaining its footing, Jay sent it crashing into the moutain earlier, but it appears his attack didn’t deter the monster. Sending a shockwave of lightning around him and the goron, the group lizalfos screech and drop to the ground motionlessly. Pushing his bangs out of his eyes, Jay pointed at the towering talus

”That’s the real threat right there. I don’t think my attacks are going to take it down. Got any ideas?”

???:”Hmmm, I’m not that fast on my feet alone, but you are. Let’s cordinate an attack. I do the heavy hitting and you smash the weak point.”

“Sounds good. I’ll distract it.”

Putting away his sword, Jay flexed his claws and dashed ahead, slicing down every lizalof that tried to slow him down. Behind him the goron rolled like a boulder getting ready to crush anything in its wake. Clenching his teeth, jay turned his speed to a new gear and kicked the talus to the side to keep it off balance. The Goron swung his weapon against its flame filled body as chunks of rock fell to the ground. They kept the coordinated attack, Jay would attack the ore before getting shook off, the goron would shield himself when a attack was thrown his way. But soon as the talus flames disappeared Jay leapt onto its head and clawed at the weak point. The goron below ecouraged him.

???:”Nice work,little guy! Keep crushing it!!!”

Balling his hands into fist he started pummeling the ore and after a hard right hook it shattered and to Jays surprise it burst into magenta flames. Grunting in pain, Jay felt himself getting thrown off but instead of hitting the ground he felt rough hands catching him and setting him to the ground. Suddenly a crimson shield surrounded him as the talus exploded in a bright pink flames. A dreadful aura followed.

“Its corrupted!!”

???:”Its what?!”

Wincing he nods as he staggered to his feet. The talus withered and shook as the ore grew back on its head. The size of its hands increased as it threw a boulder at the duo still incased in the gorons shield, the sudden strength of the attack had the goron clench his teeth and strengthen his ground. Making a shield of his own Jay raises his hands as gold sparks surged around them and push the talus back

”That monster has pure malice inside! I have to remove it before it gets worse!!”

???:”I don’t think that’s a good idea kid!! Get out of here and leave it to me!!”

Another bolder hits the shields and a large crack stretched across the surface. Death moutain rumbled above them and Jay threw his arms out to keep balance and instinctly grabbed onto the goron to steady himself. But with his power in use Jay felt his power connect with the power inside this gorons soul. Crimson filled his eyes and coursed through his horns as the firm firy strength came from the goron. Looking up Jay sees a flame like aura surrounding the gorons fist. The talus tried to hammer then into the ground but when it made contact a shockwave of fire and lightning pushed it far into the moutain.

???:”WOAH! Would ya look at that, haha! I feel unstoppable! What did you do?”

Jay looked at the goron with red eyes, he wasn’t sure what happened, but he wasn’t complaining about the newfound strength. Looking at the crimson sparks around his hands, he explains what he think happened.

“I think my power fused with yours. I didn’t…i didn’t know I could do tha-“

The talus smashed its body to the ground to make its limbs, before stomping towards them. Glaring the beast down,Jay let his power spark while the goron smashed his fist together

???:”Lets show this boulder what we’re made of! Ready to rock little guy!?”

Jay gave a determined nod and rushed ahead in a flash of crimson, he aimed and attacked the weak point while the goron attacked its body with his stone sword.They worked like a firy tornado and when the goron punched the talus into the air, Jay ran up the mountain side and leapt out and with a larger lightning bolt he slammed it against the ore as the monster turned into nothing but debris. Free falling, Jay managed to slow his decent by floating and he landed on his feet with a stumble. The red in his eyes left as he dropped on his backside, clearly winded and sweaty. Seeing the goron stepping towards him,Jay gave a gentle nod of appreciation

“Thanks again for the help.”

???:”No problem kid. Your actual pretty skilled yourself, what’s your name?”

“Jay, and you?”

???:”Daruk! Nice to meet ya.”

Jay eyes widened at the name and he realized he was talking to the legendary Daruk! Waving his hands in a apologetic gesture, Jay quickly fumbled out.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was you! The princess told me about you, but I didn’t think I see you this soon-“

Daruk:”Wait, your the new guy I’ve been hearin about! The hylian with the tail and fangs!”

Jay shrunk under Daruks gaze, he didn’t think word about his appearance would spread so quickly. But to his suprise the goron gave a hearty laugh and slapped him on the back with a proud grin. Confused Jay tilted his head.

Daruk:”You put up one heck of a fight, Jay. The mines would of been destroyed if you didn’t step in to protect my brothers. There the ones who came and told me to help ya out. I was mighty confused when they said a hyilan was fighting a igneo talus alone.”

Jay gave a tired smile, he wasn’t expecting that kind of reaction. Standing up Jay winced from the burns he got, but it made him wonder how the fire burned him so much. He was more fire resistant than the average,which made him conclude he was weak to malice fire. Turning to the remaining flames of the talus, Jay tensed when he saw a dark figure standing in the flames before fading to ashes.

“Wait! Who….ugh.”

Daruk:”Who’s-Jay?”

Dizzy, Jay pressed his hand against his sweat covered forehead, he got too hot. A large hand landed on his back and Jay felt himself being guided away from the flames to sit on a nearby rock. Daruk gave him a concerned look and asked

Daruk:”Are you alright little one? You looked like you got singed, and I’m far from being a healer, but I know hylian skin isn’t as tough as gorons.”

Glancing down at himself, Jay noticed the burns on his hands and arms, he had a few scorched marks on his clothes. The adrenaline coursing through him stopped him from feeling much of it. The dragon side of him made him pretty fire resistant, but he didn’t take account for malice-induced fire.

“I’m ok, just got too hot for a moment. I can treat my injuries myself.”

Daruk: "No way, Jay. You've done a great job helping us out, and You're coming with me to Goron City. We'll get you properly patched up and show you some real Goron hospitality."

"I don't want to be a burden."

Daruk:"Nonsense! You saved our mines and stepped in to protect my brothers. It's the least we can do. Besides, any friend of the princess is a friend of mine and we Gorons take care of our friends.”

Daruk smile was contagious and Jay found himself returning one of his own. Taking Daruks outstretched hand,Jay let himself be pulled up,grateful for the support when exhaustion started setting in. As they walked away from the battleground, he couldn't shake the image of the dark figure from his mind.

The two made their way to Goron City, the heat from Death Mountain's lava flows surrounding them. As they arrived, the bustling city was alive with the sound of Gorons hard at work. The sight was both intimidating and welcoming, with Gorons of all sizes pausing to nod in respect to Daruk, Jay noticed the curious looks he received and without much thought he floated and sat and Daruks shoulder with pinned ears.

Daruk:”It’s alright,Jay. They’re curious. It’s not common to see a hylian like you.”

“I’ve noticed…”

Daruk gave a chuckle and kept walking while,Jay looked around to satisfy his curiosity. It didn’t take long for Link and Zelda to arrive to the volcanic city. And just like Jay expected Zelda went straight to business and asked Daruk to be the pilot of the divine beast. The goron said yes without any hesitation, Jay didn’t even think Daruk thought about it before agreeing. Then the princess wanted to see the divine beast Vah Rudania, but without Links presences, so the blonde stayed back with Jay, who was hanging out in the medical cave in the city. Jay was shrugging of his jacket when he noticed the teen walking towards him.

“Hey, how did the spring of power go?”

Link:’Not good, but not bad either. Zelda didn’t pray as long, but she seemed….Distracted.’

”What you mean?”

Link frowned and his hands stilled in the air, cobalt eyes clearly thinking of a response. Eventually he slowly signed

Link:’She sounded frustrated. I try not to listen when she prays, I don’t want to intrude when she talks to the goddess. But she just sounded very different compared to the other times.’

Jay sighed, he knew Zelda unlocking her power wouldn’t be easy, but he understood her frustration, he just wished he could help her more.Tugging off his shirt, he applied some burn salve on his burns and bandaged them up, Jay saw links eye widen and he quickly signed.

Link:’What gave you those?’

“A igneous Talus, but me and Daruk handled it.”

Link:’Not that…Those scars.”

Jay tilted his head, he gave a small smile and pulled his shirt back on before shrugging.

“I grew up fighting monsters to earn rupees by selling monster parts. I started pretty young and I was reckless when i fought.This is just the outcome of that, but I learned and grew stronger from it.”

Link gave a nod and to Jays suprise rolled up his tunic to show a jagged scar going across his right side.Bringing his hands up he signed

Link:’From my first Lynel fight.’

“Well you live and you learn right? Come on, let’s catch up with Daruk and the princess.”

Link gave a smile and nodded, Jay shrugged his jacket back on and stood up with a stretch. The two teens walked up death mountain and caught up with Zelda and Daruk. To Jays amusement Daruk was standing behind Zelda while a dog stood across from them. Floating to the dog Jay scratched it on the head, reaching into his bag he gave the dog a raw chicken leg. The dog happily took the offering before trotting away.Jay looked at Daruk with a slight smirk

“Everything alright Daruk?”

Zelda covered her mouth,but Jay could tell she was grinning, Daruk let out a sigh of relief before he scratched his beard with a bit of embarrassment.

Daruk:”Yup…All good here.”

Zelda:”Daruks about to tame Vah Rudania. I going to explain and show him what he needs to do once we board her.”

“Oh, well I’ll leave you all to it then, I’m sure Daruk and Vah Rudanias souls will link just like Miphas did with Vah Ruta. I have to go.”

Turning away to leave, Zelda stopped him by grabbing his shoulder. She looked stressed as she tells him..

Zelda:”Where are you going? We still need to have you go to Vah Rudania. You watched Mipha when she tamed her divine beast.

“You don’t need me here for this. I only stayed during Miphas to see how piloting a divine beats works. Daruk can go to his divine beast without me, taming the beast has nothing to do with my prescence, but the soul of the one who wants to tame. I already confirmed Daruk is fit.”

Offering a gentle smile he reassured Zelda and rested a hand on her shoulder

“You are the one that needs to be here. That mind of yours is what is going to help your chosen pilot the divine beast. You can do it Princess you did it with Mipha and I know you can do it again.”

Pulling his hand away Jay expression suddenly became serious.

“I also need to go to make sure someone isn’t trying to interfere with our work. Earlier me and Daruk seen someone, I could sense corruption in their soul. And if this stranger poses a threat to you or anyones safety then I have to deal with them.I’ll meet you guys at the castle when your done here.”

Zelda gave him a nod, he saw a determined glint in Zelda’s eyes. Link and Daruk gave him a confident steely look, a silent message conveying they’ll keep a eye out and stay on guard. With a wave Jay turned and ran in a blur of gold.

As the sunsetted the moon took its place in the sky, Jay had returned to his home in Faron to rest and recoup some energy after todays work. But once he sensed the presence of a strong spirit, Jay left the comfort of his Minka and began flying to the guardian of the spring of courage. Squinting pass the wind Jay sees the sparks Farosh created, smiling softly Jay started to float until she flew up to him. Letting himself slowly descend he landed ontop of her head. Moving around her horn, Jay lightly rubbed her head, she hummed underneath him, a greeting he grew familiar with. Smiling, he sits down on her mane his hands combing through her hair.

“Hi, Farosh. I miss talking with you, I’ve been busy with the princess and picking the divine beast pilots. There’s two of them now and that brings us one step closer to being ready to fight the calamity.”

Frowning a little Jay, sighed softly and layed on his back. Looking at the inky yet star filled sky he quietly confessed.

“I can’t unlock Zelda’s power…Hylia doesn’t want me to and…I don’t know why. I know divine intervention is a big deal…I’m a walking example of it…But she has no one to help her understand how to unlock it…And her soul is…different.”

Farosh hummed again when he grew quiet,Jay rubbed his hands over his face and continues.

“There’s also this…person that I heard about and now I’m sure I’ve seen him twice. There’s a darkness around him…a malice nearly identical to ganons…Farosh, who is this?”

Jay pulled his hands down and watched Farosh sparks float around him, the warmth from them made him feel safe. Farosh gave a low roar and Jay sat up to see what’s wrong. Looking up he sees a white spark coming from Farosh horn and it gently floated towards him.

“What’s this?”

Waiting for any type of noise from the dragon,Jay was left with silence as the small spark drifted his way. A bit hesitant Jay leaned away from it but the spark continued foward until it touch his forehead and he felt his eyes closing and his conscious going along with it.

Waking up Jay sat up to find his self in a dark chamber with incriptions on the walls. Standing up with a grunt Jay looked around and noticed a torch on his left, grabbing the source of light Jay held the torch towards the wall to see it showing the calamity.

The inscriptions depicted a massive dark beast surrounded by swirling tendrils of malice, comsuming the land of Hyrule. The destruction were both haunting and devastating, telling a tale of destruction and despair. Jay felt a chill run down his spine as he moved the torch along the walls, revealing more of the ancient story.

The further he went to explore, the inscriptions began to change on the stone walls.They showed a group of heroes, the champions, standing against the calamity. Each champion was depicted with their divine beast, fighting valiantly. Jay recognized Link and in his hand he held the master sword. Everyone charged to the calamity.

“Is this the future? Where’s the princess?”

Walking further Jay felt his breath catch in his throat, he held the torch higher. The inscription depicted a figure cloaked in darkness, standing beside the calamity. This figure's eyes glowed with malice, and Jay instantly recognized the malice surrounding it,he knew it was the same figure he had seen twice before. Jay continued down the hall, the air growing colder. He reached the end of the chamber, where a final inscription covered the wall. It showed a massive battle between light and darkness, with Zelda at the forefront, her power shining brightly. But there was also a shadow looming over her, a darkness that threatened to consume her light

*Is the calamity…Stopping her? Is that why how power isn’t coming to her? Is she afraid of it and that’s what blocking her connection?*

While jays mind turned into a flurry of thoughts his ears picked up the sounds of footsteps. Turning on his heel,Jay eyes slitted as the corrupted soul emerged from the darkness. A hylian with skin as gray as ash, a circlet on his temple and a cloak on his shoulders. Jay instantly knew this is the hylian that hurt Chio.The cloak figures deep voice shattered the silence.

???:”Its beautiful isn’t it? The fall of Hyrule. The prophecy of Calamity’s reign. The rise and takeover of Malice.”

“Who the hell are you supposed to be?”

The cloaked figure stepped forward, the dim light from the torch casting eerie shadows across his face. He smiled, a cold and malevolent expression. Jay let his nails sharpen into claws, he kept his face stoic and calm. The stranger spoke..

???:"I am Astor, the prophet of Calamity Ganon. And you, boy, have meddled in affairs far beyond your understanding."

“Your the one meddling, you are corrupting souls of monsters all over Hyrule and making them stronger, and for what?”

Astor:"For the glory of Calamity Ganon, of course. His return is inevitable, and when he rises, Hyrule will fall into eternal darkness. The corrupted souls are just the beginning; they will pave the way for the true power of the calamity."

“Your delusional if you think I’ll let that happen. The divine beast will soon have all their pilots and the master sword has already been claimed by the chosen hero.”

Astor:”Such naivety, You truly believe you and your little band of mortals can stand against the might of Ganon and his malice? Your nothing but dirt underneath his feet.”

Jay took a step forward lightning cracking around him as he dropped the torch. Malice wrapped around Astor his darkness contrasting Jays light.

“I’m not fighting alone, the champions aren’t either. You have ganon in your corner but we have blessed power and the power of the goddess on our side. And we all are coming for you with everything we got.”

Astor eyes narrowed and his smile widen, the shadows around him made him look less human. Astors voice dripped with scorn.

Astor:”Hylias power doesn’t hold a candle to what Ganon is capable of and that power your relying is the same power Zelda can’t even hold, correct?. Without her full power none of you stand a chance.”

Jays tail flicked and he smirked, crossing his arms he boldly told the prophet.

“Your fights not with her, it’s with me. My power is your weakness and I will gladly take you down to give my side a chance and when I’m down with you I’ll go after Ganon next.”

Astor's smile faded, replaced by a look of cold fury. "We shall see about that. Enjoy your fleeting moments of hope, boy. They won't last long.”

Raising his hand malice crawled out the darkness and surged towards Jay with intent to kill. Not moving from his postion, his power grew brighter and collided with the prophets darkness. Jay could feel he was stronger then the prophet so he pushed foward as the light overwhelmed his darkness. A shockwave pushed the two apart, Jay slid back as Astor fell to the ground. Astor's eyes burned with malice as he rose to his feet, dusting off his cloak. Jay frowned,but the movement behind Astor had his blood run cold. Behind him stood a tall figure, with fiery red hair.

Astor:”This is far from over. Ganon's power is growing, and when he rises, everything will perish in his wake.”

Astor was consumed by the darkness and Jay was left alone in the chamber and he felt something pull in his mind. Suddenly he wakes up with a gasp and jolts foward. Breathing hard he looks around to see nothing but stars and sparks from Farosh, Jay looked down to see her purple eye staring at him. In the silence of the night,jay whispered…

“So that’s his name, Astor.”

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darkstar225 · 1 year ago

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Twice's 10th member suffers from heat stroke ft SNSD's Tiffany as GF

A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys so I can make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that the anon who gave me this idea on Tumblr likes it!

The request: Hello! May I please request 10th member ft GF Tiffany. Where she collapses/passes out on stage during a concert from heat stroke or fever and Tiffany and the girls, panicking but then taking care of her.

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The lights in the concert arena were blinding, and the cheers of the crowd were deafening. TWICE, one of the most beloved K-pop girl groups of the generation, was in the middle of a high-energy performance, showcasing their hit songs to thousands of fans. The stage was a whirlwind of colours, choreography, and music, and Y/N, the 10th and youngest member of the group, was giving her all, just as she always did.

In the midst of the performance, the maknae's vision started to blur, and a wave of dizziness washed over her. Her heart raced, and the heat of the stage lights seemed to intensify. She stumbled on her choreography, nearly colliding with one of her fellow members. Panic set in as her legs felt like lead, and the stage lights seemed to close in on her.

Tiffany, Y/N's girlfriend and a former member of Girls' Generation, watched from the side of the stage with concern etched across her face. She knew how hard her girl had been working, and the gruelling schedule they had all been keeping was taking its toll. Tiffany exchanged a worried glance with the other TWICE members, who had noticed Y/N's sudden struggle.

As the song reached its climax, Y/N's vision began to narrow, and she felt herself swaying dangerously. She managed to finish the routine, but as the final notes played, she collapsed to the floor, a crumpled heap of exhaustion and dehydration.

The arena fell into a stunned silence as the members of TWICE and the audience watched in shock. Tiffany's heart leapt into her throat as she rushed to the youngest's side, the other TWICE members following suit.

Tiffany - Baby!

Tiffany cried, kneeling beside her girlfriend.

The medical team on standby rushed to the stage, and the arena's emergency response protocol kicked into action. The concert was halted, and a hush settled over the once-ecstatic audience.

Tiffany gently cradled Y/N's head in her lap, brushing a strand of sweat-soaked hair away from her girlfriend's pale face.

Tiffany - Y/N, baby, can you hear me? *tapping cheek*

Y/N's eyelids fluttered open, and she looked up at Tiffany with a weak, dazed expression.

Y/N - Tiffany...

Tiffany's heart ached as she held her lover's hand tightly.

Tiffany - You're going to be okay, baby. Just hang in there.

The other TWICE members surrounded them, their faces filled with concern. Jihyo, the group's incredible leader, took charge, speaking to the medical team and the worried staff members. Nayeon, Sana, Momo, Dahyun, Chaeyoung, Jeongyeon, Tzuyu, and Mina gathered around, forming a protective circle around their little sister.

The paramedics quickly arrived on the scene, checking Y/N's vital signs and administering emergency treatment for heatstroke. The members watched with bated breath, their hearts heavy with worry. Tiffany's grip on Y/N's hand never wavered.

The medical team assured everyone that the maknae's condition was stable but cautioned that she needed immediate rest and medical attention. Y/N was carefully placed on a stretcher and wheeled away, leaving Tiffany and the TWICE members to follow in a mix of fear and relief.

In the privacy of the backstage area, Y/N was settled in a temporary medical bay. She was hooked up to an IV drip, receiving fluids to rehydrate her. Tiffany sat by her side, holding her hand and speaking soothing words.

Tiffany - Honey, you scared me to death.

Tiffany murmured as her voice trembled with emotion.

Y/N managed a weak smile.

Y/N - I'm so sorry, Tiff. I didn't want this to happen.

Tiffany leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her girl's forehead.

Tiffany - You don't have to apologize, love. We should have noticed how hard you've been working.

As Tiffany held Y/N's hand, the other members of TWICE gathered around, their faces etched with concern. Jihyo stepped forward, her motherly instincts taking over.

Jihyo - Sweetheart, we're so glad you're okay. But you have to take better care of yourself. *frowning*

The other members nodded in agreement. Sana spoke up, her voice filled with guilt.

Sana - We should have realized you were pushing yourself too hard. *pouts*

TWICE's angel closed her eyes, feeling overwhelmed by the love and concern surrounding her.

Y/N - I didn't want to let anyone down. I wanted to give my best for our fans.

Mina placed a gentle hand on Y/N's shoulder.

Mina - Lovebug, we love you, and we appreciate your dedication, but your health comes first. We should have made that clear to you.

Y/N's eyes welled up with tears, and she squeezed Tiffany's hand tightly.

Y/N - I'm so lucky to have all of you. Thank you for caring about me.

Nayeon - You're not alone in this, kiddo. We're like a family, and we look out for each other. *reassuring smile*

With the paramedics' guidance, Y/N was given the care she needed. She was advised to take some time off to fully recover. Tiffany, ever the supportive girlfriend, promised to be by her side every step of the way.

Over the next few weeks, Y/N rested and recuperated with Tiffany's unwavering care. She realized the importance of self-care and the strength of the bond she shared with both her girlfriend and her TWICE family.

As the members of TWICE returned to their rigorous schedule, they made a conscious effort to ensure that all the members, including Y/N, took breaks and stayed healthy. They had learned a valuable lesson from that fateful day, one that reminded them of the importance of looking out for one another and never taking their health for granted.

And this made them all share one thought:

I'll love my dear chosen family forever.

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors. English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there is something wrong, ty for reading <3

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danses-with-dogmeat · 1 year ago

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S is for -- Sunny Smiles

Sunny was just so much fun, I loved her in-game, and writing for her was great! Ahh, another winner I was really happy to see recognized 😊

I hope y'all enjoy!

And here is the 2k event masterlist, for your browsing pleasure!

Pair: Sunny Smiles x g/n! Six

Dialogue: “Are you sure there isn’t anything I can do to help?”

Word: Savor

Rating: SFW

Category: Hurt/Comfort

Word Count: 1.3k

“So, pardner, you gonna tell me what’s wrong, or are we both jus’ gonna sit here in the dirt and sulk?”

Six only sighed in response, their eyes still trained on the way Cheyenne padded about on quiet paws, sniffing all there was to sniff in the old graveyard, as the meager wildlife came alive beneath the slow-rising moon.

“Hey, not talkin’ to myself here, am I?” Sunny gave Six a shove with one hand, jostling the still-full Sunset Sarsaparilla they held, until little droplets darkened the dusty ground below. “What’s yer problem tonight? Yer the one askin’ me to come all the way up here just afore the sun falls, and fer what?”

“Sorry.” Six managed, but their head felt about as jumbled as it had the first time they found themself in the Goodsprings Cemetery. “I-it’s just…”

They trailed off as the words scampered away from their tongue frustratingly.

How am I supposed to explain a problem like this?

And why the hell did I think Sunny would be the right person to tell?

“You drag me out here to tell me you’re in love with me or somethin’?”

Six had, evidently, chosen the wrong time to take a sip of their sarsaparilla, as that too, sprayed over the ground in their shock.

“Heh, seems like it!” Sunny gave them another shove as she laughed, and though Six’s mind still ached and their conscience still ran amuck in every direction, they couldn’t fight the grin that tugged at their lips.

“That’s not quite… Well, I do like you, Sunny. But I thought that bit was already pretty obvious.”

“Oh?”

They tried to tell themself that they didn’t like that smug look on their friend’s face, but… yeah, it would’ve been a lie. And Sunny could always see through their lies, even from the start.

Six smiled all the more at the thought of it, of their first meeting, the way she’d taught them to shoot, how to live off the land without poisoning themself; helping them, and yet, she'd been anything but sunny to Six all throughout the first month of them knowing each other.

Even so, it only made them more fond of her.

Her prickly pear personality, her quips and shoves of her elbow into their ribs… But still, she’d helped them more than anyone else in the wasteland. Sure, without Doc Mitchell and Victor, they’d never have made their way out of the grave. But without Sunny? They’d have made it maybe 20 yards outside town before keeling over, dead by some gecko or powder ganger, an unforgiving plant, or just plain heatstroke.

“No, I just…” They continued slowly, still wrapped up in their own fond thoughts, and their jumbled, upsetting ones.

“I came back here for a different reason than that. Hell, if that was it, we could’ve stayed down at the bar for me to tell you.”

“That’s what I was sayin’.”

Six braced themself for another shove of an elbow as their friend raised her arm, but Sunny only took a sip of her own sarsaparilla.

“But okay, so that yer smitten with me ain’t it…” Six let out a giggle at the way she sounded annoyed by that, “Well, then what’s the issue? Spill it, so we can head back down the hill. Place creeps me out. Cheyenne too. 'Specially at night.”

“Yeah, how do you think I feel?" Six scoffed good-humoredly, "I died here.”

“That’s a little dramatic, don't ya think? You look fine to me. Now come on, Six. You’re stalin’, don’t tell me yer not.”

She turned her body towards them with mildly violent intent, and the courier raised their hands in surrender.

“Alright! Alright…” Six took a breath as they looked back out into the, now blue-toned, desert. The heat from the orange sand contrasted greatly to the dropping temperature of the air, and they felt themself shiver.

“I just… I don’t even know if you can help me, honestly, but... you’re the only one I could think of that would be honest with me."

They could feel her eyes burning into them, but Six only made eye contact with darkening horizon.

"Just... you’re sure you didn’t know me, like… before?”

“Not sure I catch yer drift there, Six.” Sunny’s voice was a little softer now, as though detecting her friend’s delicate state.

“I mean, no one knew the real me. I could’ve been anyone, you know? What if I was… horrible, or something? Maybe that’s why I’ve had such rotten luck.”

“Six, you sure yer not–”

“No, but think about it, Sunny. You’re the best– I mean, the only good thing that’s happened to me since I was dragged out of that hole." They gestured to their would-be grave with one hand. "Maybe that’s karma or something, maybe I was kept alive, not because I was supposed to live, but because the world wasn’t done punishing me yet.”

“I can’t be the only good thing.” Sunny said, and though she smiled, Six could see the sympathy in her expression as they turned to face her. It was a strange quality to notice in someone like her.

It made them hurt, to see the way they pained her with their words.

Didn't make their voiced thoughts any less honest though.

“I’m not even that good, you know? So if I'm all you've got goin' for ya, well...”

Sunny cringed dramatically, and they both chuckled a bit. As the laughter faded, Six dropped their bottle to the sand with a definitive sigh.

They’d gotten what they wanted out of their system, just voiced their concerns to the world, to her, those thoughts that’d been spiraling around their troubled head, uninterrupted, for too long now.

“An’ ya can’t… I mean, there’s no way o' knowing.” Sunny continued, placing her own bottle on the ground next to theirs. “Don’t think it’s all as complicated as all that fate and destiny stuff. An’ the karma bit, too. Could just be yer an unlucky clutz.”

“Thanks. That makes me feel better, Smiles.”

As they twiddled their fingers together, looking down into the dark sand between their knees, they felt one arm sling itself over their shoulders, and then Sunny was leaning against them.

“Look, I wanna say the right thing for ya, Six, but thing is, I just don’t know for sure. Like you said, we didn’t know ya in the past, but… That don’t really matter to me now. I like the gal/guy that was dragged outta the dirt by ole Victor, what can I say?”

Another weak laugh escaped Six at that, but they found themself leaning further into her contact at the-- somewhat-- comforting words.

“You know, Sunny, I think you might’ve just said it right, there.”

Six felt themself relax a bit. Maybe they didn’t know who they were before, but… maybe that shit just didn’t matter-- matter as much as who they are now.

“Are you sure there isn’t anythin’ more I can do to help? Yer so sensitive, you know. Jus’ wanna make sure you’re okay.”

“Yeah, no, your backhand compliments are really doing it for me. So I think I’m all better now.”

“Well, I’m not just good for my backhand compliments," They heard the smile in her voice, "I’ll tell ya that much, pardner. Word on the road is, you like me… An’ maybe-- just maybe, now-- I might like you a lil bit too. I thought maybe we could explore those feelings some, how’s that sound to you?”

Six's eyes were wide as her words met their ears, and they felt a warm flush rise to their cheeks, heating their body from the inside out.

Gotta be careful here. Sunny likes to tease me, maybe if I just...

"Care to give me, ah, a little hint as to what you mean by that?" They tried, "I don't wanna assu--"

Before Six could finish, Sunny pressed a kiss-- not to their cheek, not to the side of their mouth-- but she pulled them in with both hands, and kissed them like she wanted to taste the sarsaparilla in their belly.

It was exactly the kind of all-consuming gesture they'd dreamed she'd make one day, and Six couldn't help but smile into it, through their shock, and revel in the fact that that day is today.

#2k event #2k celebration #secret event #fallout #fallout companions #fallout npc #fallout new vegas #fallout nv #new vegas #fnv #sunny smiles #sunny smiles fonv #fnv courier #courier six #victor fonv #doc mitchell

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wanderinginksplot · 1 year ago

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Clone Trooper Rambles

Part fiction, part writing exercise, part journal.

Warnings: mentions of rollercoasters and other theme park attractions, mentions of nausea, mentions of overheating, brief mentions of vomiting.

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Theme Park

“That was disgusting,” Rex decreed, nose wrinkling at the apparent offense.

“Disgusting?” I echoed. “It’s fine if you don’t like roller-coasters, but disgusting? That seems like you’re taking it a little far.”

“No, captain’s right,” Tup told me. He was looking a little sickly. “That was worse than landing in a warzone.”

“That’s not possible.” Maybe it was, how would I know? But it certainly didn’t sound like the truth.

“It’s very possible.” Rex leaned against a wall, studying me with censure. “Aren’t you even slightly dizzy?”

“Um, no?” I shrugged. “That corkscrew at the end gets me a little bit, but I’m past all of that now.”

“You’d fit right in with Skywalker and the 501st,” Cody told me, catching up to us. He had stayed behind to browse the gift shop - his typical excuse when he wanted to scope out the candy selection.

Rex groaned, but narrowed his eyes in the next moment. “Speaking of… Where is everyone?”

“Well, Tup is there,” I explained, pointing. “Fives and Hardcase stayed back to ride the coaster again-”

“A few more times,” Cody interrupted. “They were going on ride number four when I left.”

“Sounds about right.” I couldn’t help but laugh, both at the idea of the pair of adrenaline junkies and at the horrified look on Rex’s face. “I don’t know where anyone else is. I’m going to get a soft pretzel and a bottle of water if anyone’s hungry?”

Rex shook his head and Tup only held up a hand, but Boost, Hunter, and Stone stood eagerly. Behind them, Thorn asked, “Do they have ice cream?”

“It’s a theme park in the summertime,” I told him. “I’m positive they’ll have ice cream.”

“I’m in,” Thorn agreed, leading the group. I gave a last helpless look at Rex and followed the crowd to the nearest snack booth.

When I got back, I offered Rex my unopened water bottle. “You really will feel better if you can drink some water. Just drink it slowly and let it settle between sips.”

Rex accepted the water bottle - as usual, a ghostly afterimage of the one I still held seemed to be in his hand. As I watched, he unscrewed the top and took a sip, then another. Slowly but surely, he drained half of the bottle as I alternated between drinks of water and bites of salty pretzel.

“How are you feeling now?” I asked, shortly before shoving the rest of the pretzel in my mouth.

“Not… bad, actually,” Rex admitted. He seemed suspicious about his own lack of nausea, which made me smile. “How did you know that was all it took?”

I laughed despite myself. “I worked out in this heat for years. If there’s one thing I know, it’s how to recognize the difference between being hot, having heat exhaustion, and having heatstroke. You were somewhere between the first two.”

“I’m used to the climate control systems in the armor,” he admitted.

“Jealous.” I took another drink of water and thought about it. “If I had armor that would keep me from freezing or overheating, I would never take it off.”

Beside us, Tup took a deep swig of his own water. Even as he swallowed it, his face took on a sickly look and he clapped a hand over his mouth. Before anyone could ask him about it, he rushed off to vomit on the nearest bush.

“Yeah, that’s the other possible outcome,” I admitted. “Water will either make you feel better or - if you drink it too fast - will make you throw up.”

Rex gave me a disbelieving look. “Remind me not to take advice from you anymore.”

“That’s rude!” Rex didn’t seem to care about my offense, so I finished my water and stood. “I’m going to console myself on the spinning teacups.”

Two steps toward the ride in question, I paused to watch Wrecker, Jesse, and Scorch fly past. They were spinning so quickly that all I could see was the motion blur of the car. Really, the group’s laughter was all that told me who it was.

“On second thought,” I hedged, changing directions mid-step, “I haven’t been on the swings yet.”

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the-stars-in-between · 3 months ago

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Conclusion after my first Whumptober participation: 11 stories. Not too bad, more than I expected, but the moment I realized I was allowed to sleep instead of continuing to write it was over for me. Overall it was a fun experience — for me, not for the characters — and the prompts gave me ideas I never would have thought of without it, so thank you @whumptober.

However! I will finish this challenge whether it is finishing the stories I already started or those that are not yet written. I am not giving up. My goal is to finish by the end of January considering that I have a big break for Christmas but nothing is guaranteed.

I leave you now the links of the stories that are already posted and I will update each time I post a new story.

DAY 1 & DAY 19: Every Day You Fight Like You're Running Out Of Time (Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester)

Sam gets lost in the forest. This action has consequences.

No. 1: RACE AGAINST THE CLOCK Search Party | Panic Attack | "If only we could hold on.” (Icysami x Renegaderr, Strangers.)

No. 19: BLOOD TRAIL Abandoned Cabin | One Way Out | "Is there anybody alive out there?" (Bruce Springsteen, Radio Nowhere)

Luffy relives the worst day of his life, over and over again.

DAY 2: Again. (Monkey D. Luffy)

No. 2: ALTERNATIVE Time Loop

Dean is going to die, Sam doesn't know what to think about it.

DAY 3: Did You Bring Me Some Pie? (Sam Winchester)

No. 3: SET UP FOR FAILURE Fingerprints | Wrongfully Arrested | "I warned you."

Law can't escape, even in his dreams. Especially in his dreams.

DAY 4: A Good Night's Sleep (Trafalgar D. Water Law)

No. 4: HALLUCINATIONS Hypnosis | Sensory Deprivation | “You're still alive in my head.” (Billy Lockett, More)

Luffy can stretch and stretch, but he can't escape his pain.

DAY 5: If My Pain Will Stretch That Far (Monkey D. Luffy)

No. 5: SUNBURN Healing Salve | Heatstroke | "If my pain will stretch that far." (Lottery Winners, Burning House)

Bobby is bleeding out, but family doesn't end in blood.

DAY 6: Blood On The Car Seats (Bobby Singer)

No. 6: NOT REALIZING THEY'RE INJURED Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms | Healed Wrong | "It's not my blood."

The heart of a demon, willingly given, is a powerful weapon for the one who wields it.

DAY 7: The Heart of a Demon (Crowley)

No. 7: ONLY FOR EMERGENCIES Unconventional Weapon | Magic with a Cost | "It's us or them."

Zoro can't sleep, ghosts come to keep him company.

DAY 8: Nightmares Don't Sleep (Roronoa Zoro)

No. 8: SLEEP DEPRIVATION Isolation Chamber | Forced to Stay Awake | "Leave the lights on." (Coldplay, Midnight)

Castiel is learning to be human. It hurts. In more ways than one.

DAY 10: Did It Hurt When You Fell From Heaven? (Castiel)

No. 10: BLOW TO THE HEAD Slurred Words | Passing Out from Pain | "I can't think straight."

No. 11: SEEING DOUBLE Convenience Store | Loneliness | “Leave no trace behind, like you don't even exist.” (Taylor Swift, Illicit Affairs)

DAY 11: Fade Away Into The Sunset (Sam Winchester)

No. 12: STARVATION Underground Caverns | Cannibalism | "Just a little more."

DAY 12: (Nico Robin)

The end of a crew. The end of a legend.

DAY 13: Till Death Do Us Part (Straw Hat Pirates)

No. 13: TEAM AS A FAMILY Familial Curse | Multiple Whumpees | "Death will do us part." (Set It Off, Partner's In Crime)

No. 14: LEFT FOR DEAD Hunting Gear | Blackmail | “Because I want you to know what it feels like to be haunted” (tiLLie, kooL aiD mAn)

DAY 14: (Shanks)

The cycle repeats itself.

DAY 15: The Father's Mistakes Fall on the Son's Shoulders (Dean Winchester, Jack Kline)

No. 15: CHILDHOOD TRAUMA Painful Hug | Moment of Clarity | "I did good, right?"

No. 16: NECROSIS Swamp | Wound Cleaning | "No, I can't feel anything."

DAY 16: Where Dreams Go To Die (Sanji)

No. 17: NOWHERE ELSE TO GO Ruined Map | Shipwrecked | "We had a good run."

DAY 17: In the Dark You Can't Tell Ink and Blood Apart (Nami)

No. 18: REVENGE Unreliable Narrator | Loss of Identity | “I see what's mine and take it.” (Panic! at the Disco, Emperor's New Clothes)

DAY 18: (Sabo)

No. 20: EMOTIONAL ANGST Shoulder to Cry On | Giving Permission to Die | "It's not your fault."

DAY 20: (Charlie Bradbury)

No. 21: BODY HORROR Body Horror | Tattoo Gun | Spirit Possession | “Let the bedsheet soak up the tears.” (Apparat feat. Soap & Skin, Goodbye)

DAY 21: D.E.A.T.H. (Trafalgar D. Water Law)

No. 22: BLEEDING THROUGH BANDAGES Tourniquet | Reopening Wounds | "Oh that's not good."

DAY 22: (Jack Kline)

No. 9: OBSESSION Broken Window | Bruises | “Frame me up on the wall, just to keep me out of trouble.” (Fall Out Boy, Irresistible) No. 23: FORCED CHOICE Public Display | Broken Pedestal | "I'm doing this for you."

DAY 23 (+DAY 9): The Hand That Saves Is The Same As The Hand That Wounds (Gabriel)

No. 24: RADIATION POISONING Collapsed Building | Equipment Failure | “I never knew daylight could be so violent.” (Florence + The Machine, No Light, No Light)

DAY 24: Embracing the Sun (Portgas D. Ace)

No. 25: SURGERY Stitches | Being Monitored | "It's for your own good."

DAY 25: Grit Your Teeth, Everything Will Be Fine (Sam Winchester)

No. 26: NIGHTMARES Breakfast Table | Parting Words of Regret | “I'm haunted by the lies that I have loved, the actions I have hated.” (Poe, Haunted)

DAY 26: (Claire Novak)

No. 27: VOICELESS Laboratory | Muzzled | “I have no mouth and I must scream.”

DAY 27: EX-FL02 (Portgas D. Ace)

No. 29: FATIGUE Labyrinth | Burnout | "Who said you could rest?"

DAY 29: Run Rabbit, Run (Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester)

No. 30: RECOVERY Hospital Bed | Holding Back Tears | "What have I done?" No. 28: ALTERNATIVE No-Holds-Barred Beatdown

DAY 30 (+DAY 28): When the Sun Dies, the Stars Go With It (Portgas D. Ace, Sabo)

No. 31: ASKING FOR HELP Therapy | Making Amends | "I'm alive, I'm just not well." (Elliot Lee, Alive, Not Well.)

DAY 31: The Hardest Things To Say (Dean Winchester)

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vitaecryptid · 6 months ago

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Sorry for the lack of writing. Been in a bit of a depression slump on top of busy with life. Gave myself heatstroke yesterday while mowing the lawn on top of it lol. I'm hoping that the concert I'm going to tonight perks me up and I'm able to write cus I miss it.

#vit musings

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pezboisworld · 2 years ago

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Oral History of Filming Holes (2003)

Louis Sachar, author and screenwriter: I didn't want someone to make it into a fluffy children's story. I wanted it to be gritty and tough.

In 1998, Sachar published "Holes," a young-adult novel about boys at a correctional boot camp in Texas. It became a mainstay in English classrooms nationwide, and by the early 2000s, directors and producers were vying for the film rights. They eventually went to director Andrew Davis and his production team.

Andrew Davis, director: The studio originally hired somebody else to try to adapt the book into a screenplay, and this idiot tried to change the whole book.

Teresa Tucker-Davies, executive producer: That writer came back with this insanely dark, dystopian film not even anywhere close to the story.

youtube

Read a copy of the original script

Instead of looking for a new screenwriter, Davis and Tucker-Davies hired Sachar, who'd never written a screenplay before.

Sachar: Andy was persistent in having me write the screenplay. At the time, I didn't realize just how special that was — he was really going out on a limb for me.

Davis: "Holes" was wonderful because it was an independent movie that had studio distribution and financing in place. That's rare.

Marty Ewing, executive producer: Disney really wasn't involved. It's not like they were on the set. It's not like they gave us creative notes that I saw. It's not that they challenged the director's vision at all.

Once the cast was in place, Davis figured out where to shoot the movie. The cast and crew ended up splitting filming time between Hollywood soundstages, the Disney Ranch in Santa Clarita, California, and Ridgecrest, California, in the Mojave Desert.

Miguel Castro, Magnet: We had to do six to eight weeks in boot camp because we actually filmed in the desert. We had to get prepared to be under weather conditions of 115 degrees Fahrenheit and higher.

Davis: Alex Daniels, the stunt coordinator, took the kids and had them digging holes. They had to get callouses on their hands and learn how to do it.

Castro: The hardest part for me filming was the heatstroke. I mean we got to a point where we were hitting 104 degrees, and it was nothing to us anymore — that was a chill day.

Davis: It was quite intense. It was very, very hot inside of those holes and we had to have the kids sprayed down and hydrated to make sure they were gonna be safe.

Castro: I remember one day was 119 degrees. I thought they were gonna cancel the filming, but we all agreed to knock it out. I was hallucinating, and I started seeing water, a swimming pool. The production team gave us thermometers to check the temperatures of our holes. If the holes hit over 125 degrees, we had to get out of there. That day, some of our thermometers broke 130.

Davis took adapting Sachar's book seriously, and from day one, the director included the author in every step of the process.

Sachar: There was one scene where Sam is selling onions to a bald guy to make his hair grow — that happened to be the day Andy remembered he promised to put me in the movie. Because it wasn't in the script, I was the only bald person on set. I'm glad I didn't know about the cameo beforehand. I would've practiced my one line in the mirror until the words had no meaning left.

After months of filming were over, it was down to Davis and the editing team to turn "Holes" into an actual movie. Then the director had to team up with Disney execs to figure out how to promote the sometimes-dark family film.

Sachar: Andy would send me the tapes as it was getting cut down. The initial tape was four hours long, and then gradually, every few months, he'd send me another tape of it tightened.

Davis: In terms of the editing, we didn't have a lot of screenings where Disney executives told us to change things. We finished it and that was it.

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mikashisus · 5 months ago

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Maybe One Day

SYNOPSIS: kinich was sure about his feelings for you, and he was aware of the ones you harbored for him. yet, there’s one thing stopping him from telling you…

PAIRING: kinich x gn!reader

warnings: slight angst, subtle die jokes

wc: 1.6k

notes: mostly fluff, but u guys know me by now, i can’t ever write anything without angst in it. played thru a bit of the 5.0 quest (NO SPOILERS GUYS!!!!) and i actually love kinich sm. another one of those quiet but gentle characters (๑>◡<๑) reminds me a bit of xiao - and that’s not bc of the color scheme lol. anyw enjoy!

part 2!

Pen scratched loudly against paper as you eagerly jotted down more notes in your journal.

Early mornings high in the canopy of trees were serene and chilly. It was still a long while until the sun would rise, and when it did, you'd return to the villa the locals offered you and continue your work inside.

The sweltering heat of Natlan was nothing to scoff at. You've been to Sumeru before, where there was hot weather all year round. Yet, just when you had gotten used to the heat, the research for your thesis demanded you to go somewhere even hotter: Natlan.

You couldn't handle hot weather. Whenever the weather reached just above what one could describe as 'warm,' you felt like you were going to melt into a puddle on the ground. That's why you knocked out all of your research in the early morning, when it was cooler, and retired to your lodging after the sun rose so you could avoid a potential heatstroke.

Already, you began to feel a shift in temperature as dim light peered over the horizon. It was easy to see the sunrise from here, perched in this gargantuan tree.

It was peaceful up here, and it gave you a wonderful view of the whole of Natlan. You could see King Deshret's Mausoleum from this height, too, and you silently thanked yourself for not ever being interested in his ancient technology.

If you had to stay in the desert for a prolonged period of time, you would’ve found a hole to crawl in and never crawl back out.

On the way to Natlan six months ago, your escort told you that the only way to get there was through the desert. He knew of your great distaste for hot weather, and so he was fully prepared to hear you whine and throw a tantrum over the ordeal. However, instead, all you did was pout and tell him to get a move on and "get this over with."

A cramp formed in your hand, and you had to pause your note taking.

As you massaged your hand, you admired the first signs of light creeping over the horizon and allowed yourself to get lost in the sounds around you: Water rushing from the nearby waterfall, the chirping of birds, the rustling of foliage, and the bellowing of Yumkasaurs. You could faintly hear the whispers of the locals as they exited their houses, though their conversations were incoherent from this distance.

Although the weather was atrocious, you absolutely adored the sights and the sounds of Natlan. It felt lively and bright.

You opened your eyes and looked down at your journal. Five more paragraphs to go before you could rest for today.

"I was told you've been up here for quite a while," a soft voice interrupted, causing you to jump, "didn't I tell you to take more breaks, Northerner?"

Your lantern knocked over, and you quickly reached forward, catching it before it could fall victim to its inevitable demise in the valley below. You were incredibly high up. You could barely see the ground from here, much less where the waterfall beneath you ended.

Breathing a sigh of relief, you placed the lantern back at your side and turned to your visitor, who wore an amusing smirk on his face.

"And didn't I tell you not to sneak up on me like that, Kinich?"

The boy in question didn't answer you. Silently, he joined you at your side, and that was when you spotted the bowl of grainfruits he held in his hand. He offered it to you.

"Breaks are necessary, you know. Especially when working on research papers."

You took a bite out of one of the fruits and sighed. "I'm well aware. But I came here solely for my thesis, not for a vacation. Besides, if I was given a vacation, I probably would've chosen to go—“

"'Home'?" He finished. You nodded.

"Yeah. I would've gone home." Another sigh, longer this time, left your lips.

"You miss Mondstadt, then?" He asked, taking a bite out of a grainfruit and setting the bowl between you two.

"You bet I do!" you exclaimed, flipping back to the first page of your journal. Notes from your entire family occupied the page. You gently ran your fingers over them.

“Before I left Dornman Port, my family gave me this journal and told me to do great things in Sumeru. They even wrote me notes as a reminder to 'keep pushing when times get tough.’”

Your family knew you too well. They knew you were someone who pushed themselves way too hard— an overachiever.

Whenever you felt burnt out, you read their notes, and it gave you the motivation to keep going. To keep achieving great things. To seek the answer to what ‘freedom’ truly meant to you through your experiences.

Kinich was silent for a few moments. He was someone who preferred silence, and oddly enough, you were too. Though, it hadn't seemed that way when the two of you first met.

When you first met, you had just arrived in the settlement belonging to the Scions of the Canopy, and you were just about ready to collapse onto the ground because of heat exhaustion.

Thankfully, you were aided by not only Kinich— who happened to be nearby —but also a few others from his tribe. When you recovered, you complained to the high heavens about the heat, and Kinich was very close to dragging you up Teticpac Peak just to push you off. He already heard enough whining from Ajaw, he didn't need to hear more from a foreigner who never once stepped foot in Natlan.

He was fully prepared to ignore you from that day forward, only to become intrigued when he got a glimpse of your research.

Later, he was surprised to find out you were actually from Mondstadt, the Crown of the North. Not only that, but you were from the far, far north reaches of Mondstadt— Dornman Port —nearing the border of Snezhnaya; And suddenly, all your complaining about the weather made sense.

Although the two of you were mostly polar opposites, you became fast friends, and Kinich's favorite way to say hello was to sneak up on you when you least expected him to.

His interest in you eventually became noticeable to Ajaw, and as soon as that little yellow and green bastard pointed it out one night, Kinich knew he had to lock him away whenever you were near.

He couldn't risk the chances of Ajaw blurting it out in front of you.

He wanted to believe you felt the same way. After all, you would've gotten tired of him by now if you didn’t. That, or you might've stayed away from him simply because he looked a little intimidating. Either way, he was glad you stuck around.

He ignored the voice in the back of his head telling him you'd one day have to leave.

As soon as you wrapped up your research in Natlan, you'd have to return to Sumeru's Akademiya and continue on with your life. Maybe you'd even take a trip back home to Mondstadt to see your family and possibly even attend a festival.

He remembered hearing you talk about one of them, a seemingly important one. It was one that he couldn't pronounce for the life of him, but he loved hearing you say it because he liked hearing you speak in Mondstadt's language.

He wondered what a Statue of the Seven even looked like in Mondstadt. He had never seen any pictures of one, not even a picture of what Mondstadt's Archon looked like. From rumors, he heard the Anemo Archon was completely absent from Mondstadt, and you somewhat confirmed those rumors.

"I wouldn't say Lord Barbatos is completely absent," you said once when he asked, "we believe the wind in Mondstadt is Lord Barbatos himself. So with that logic, he's still with us, just not physically like other Archons."

You sighed softly, finishing off the last grainfruit in the bowl. "Thanks Kinich."

Sending him one of your dazzling smiles that always made his heart beat a little faster, you scooted closer to him and bumped his shoulder with your own.

He raised a brow in confusion. "What for?"

"Everything, I think…” You answered. “For helping me when I first arrived here, for always looking out for me... I'm really thankful."

He was silent, though you knew his silence was not him being dismissive. He was either pondering, or he just didn't know what to say in response.

Eventually, he wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you close. The sudden action made you tense up before you relaxed against him and rested your head on his shoulder.

The sun was rising over the horizon now, and you could deal with the rise in temperature for a while if it meant you got to stay like this with him.

"Don't thank me for anything." He said finally, under his breath.

Maybe one day, he'd tell you of his feelings, because now he was sure of how you felt towards him. But today was not that day.

Time was counting down to the day you had to leave, and he knew he wasn't ready for you to go so soon. Six months had come and gone in a flash.

It wasn't goodbye for good, as you swore you'd come back to Natlan the next time you had the chance— whether it be for research or for a much needed vacation. Yet, a goodbye, regardless of if it was a "see you later" or a proper "goodbye," it still hurt all the same.

Maybe one day, when the war in Natlan came to a close, you could show Kinich around your homeland, just as he did with you. But until that day came, Kinich would wait.

As long as it took. "As long as the wind blows," like you'd often say.

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