#yayyyyy cries

[g0gglez-bl0gglez]

Epic the Musical bracelet!!!

Each of the beads represent the sagas and how many songs there are in there :D

[hunybody]

the way buck's thighs are going to be shaking trembling earth-quaking when eddie goes down on him WITH THE MUSTACHE ON. this is really very important to my own personal belief system so please be respectful in the comments

[ellie-shy]

" You could have done anything, gone with anyone. Yet you chose me "

" Yes, I chose a life with you. And never looked back, my love "

- Salju & Halsin, Epilogue

[astraydestiny]

Morning Glory

Disclaimer: This is about 1.5k words, and its not very detailed in terms of exposition and what not because this HAD TO BE 1.5k words at the most… It also had to have some other criteria I wasnt in control of, so if some things seem weird, then thats mainly the issue. Other than that, yeah! OH ALSO THIS IS NOT FREE USE! DO NOT LIKE COPY AND PASTE MY WORK ANYWHERE! LIKE SRS… DONT DO THAT! Reblogs r allowed ofc but NOT REPOSTS!!!

TW: Rotten Food, violence, crying, angst, sad-ish ending, overwhelming hunger, starvation. Uh… Yeah!

In the dark, murky air of the city, a small ray of light shone through the dark clouds of acid. There was a girl, in the middle of a patch of green grass with a single morning glory resting in her palm. The area rested between two tall, ruinous buildings- All with dirt stains and signs of decay on the sides of them. However, contrary to what may have been thought originally, those two tall buildings didn’t deprave the sight of any of the sight’s ethereal beauty. The radiant, warm waves that graced the girl's muddied skin as she held the petals between her fingers looked heartwarming at first glance. But upon further inspection, a shawl carrying an absurd amount of fruit lay lifeless upon the green ground, and food sprawled out of it haphazardly. The same palms carrying that morning glory were calloused, cut, and bruised. Her countenance was one of an innocent child, forced to pluck the last of her innocence, and an expression of mortification took over her features. Furrowed eyebrows, pursed lips, and faucet eyes leaked onto the puny petals of the violet flower.

“No.” She choked. “No. I don’t want to do this anymore, Xeno.” She repeated, and slowly a dark figure revealed itself from the shadows. It was a boy, a boy with a disappointed expression, and disheveled, brown hair. She looked the same, they were twins.

“Lyla-” She quickly cut him off.

“No. I don’t want to steal from people anymore.” She was stubborn, insistent, in Xeno’s eyes. But in her own mind, she acted on her conflicted emotions.

Xeno stepped closer towards her, he placed his hands on her shoulders carefully, as if she was about to run off at any moment. “Look, it’s unscrupulous. I know. But we’d suffer a greater fate than the consequences of defying moral scruples.” Xeno could tell. She was a penitent girl, more than he ever was. Her heart pounded harder than his did, she questioned her actions far more.

He took her hand into his and laid it on her stomach. He looked up at her, gauging her curious reaction. After a moment, a rumble came from her belly, and she instinctively swatted his hands away in favor of clutching her stomach in pain. She groaned as he watched in pity. “Hunger. Hunger is too cruel of a fate to subject ourselves to. A method of torture designed to subjugate people to gluttony’s gaze…” He looked down at Lyla sadly, “We ourselves couldn't possibly escape it. Not as long as the war between the Xeniathans and the Aistranians continues.”

Lyla wept on the ground, as her stomach convulsed and contracted within her body, yelling- screaming for sustenance. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the stolen apple and reached for it, but Xeno took it in his hands. She whipped her head up at him with bloodshot eyes.

“I’m sorry Lyla, but this is the world we live in. Our mother and father couldn’t care enough to keep us, so now we have to live the best we can. Morality is unattainable to the weak.” He dropped the apple in front of her, to which she immediately darted towards it. She took it in both hands and sunk her teeth deep inside the flesh, feeling the juices squirm between her teeth and the sour taste stained her tongue. It went bad long ago. But it was the best they had. Disregarding the taste, she took bite after bite, swallowing the rotten flesh without care for what she may contract. She was a cannibal. To eat at the cost of others, to eat without a care for anyone else. To eat.

She cried as she bit into the apple, and Xeno sat down next to her on the grassy field, taking a similar apple, and eating it as well. Although they might have eaten together, they were more separate than ever.

~~~

A week later, the two siblings emerged from the harrowing darkness of the two buildings, into the space of light between them. Lyla was quieter than normal, and Xeno was as per usual during that time. They stole and fought to stay alive. As they always did. But the air was different this time. The sound of whirring from aerial vehicles in the distance was far more prominent now. Sounds of chatter and robotic voices echoed throughout the alleys, and neon lights illuminated the dark clouds above. There was excitement in the air, and excitement was present in the erratic movements of one of the siblings, running over to the patch and picking up the wilted morning glory in his palms.

“Lyla, the war! The Xeniathans are coming to Aistrania! We’ll finally be saved from their despotism, we’ll be free!” But in the other sibling, that excitement was not reciprocated. Lyla had a blank expression pointed directly at the morning glory. Xeno was shocked. “What is it, Lyla? Why aren’t you saying anything? We’re saved! Once the Xeniathans come to Aistrania, once they conquer our land, we’ll have as much food as we please! Oh, why won’t you respond?”

Lyla could only stand there, as the whirring drones zoomed past them. Xeno looked back at her with a confused expression on his face. “Was it what I said yesterday? Lyla, we won’t ever be hungry again. We’ll find a foster home, you and me, together. We won't need to steal or eat rotten things. As soon as the Xeniathans arrive-”

“-How could you be so sure?” Lyla interjected. The light that once accompanied her eyes was replaced by dullness, like murky clouds fogging her vision. Xeno furrowed his bushy eyebrows with a frown.

“What’s gotten into you? You’ve been silent, Lyla. We’re to be saved-”

“-Saved? How can you be so sure that the Xeniathans won’t take our food instead? Don’t you, a boy so knowledgeable about how the world works, know that one of the main hardships of a traveling military is food supply?” Her eyes darkened. “There isn’t food anywhere, Xeno. And the Xeniathans were never known as being the most… Scrupulous. But of course, they do it to survive.”

“LYLA!” Xeno screamed. However, it could barely be heard from outside the alleyway. People were excited. They were frantically excited. Aerial buses, vehicles, and yells of the commonplace echoed through the entire thoroughfare, only sparing their dark alleyway. Xeno grabbed Lyla harshly by the shoulders. He was angry. “Lyla? Why are you being so pessimistic? What has incited this change in you?”

Lyla seemed unfazed by the way she was treated, and only brushed his hands off of her with a sigh. “Hunger, Xeno. I’m hungry. I’m so hungry. I can’t think of anything else anymore.”

Suddenly, Xeno tackled Lyla to the hard floor, to which both of their heads banged together. Xeno held Lyla down as she thrashed, but she soon relaxed once she felt the first few drops of water land on her cheeks.

“Is it raining, Xeno?” He bit his lip as she shook her head. “No, no it’s not. What’s the matter, Xeno? What is it?”

Xeno choked back a sob, “I’m sorry, Lyla.” Lowering his head in shame. “I’m sorry I want to stay. On an island where not even our national barriers are maintained properly, watched over with outdated A.I. software. With the way our country has been isolated for millennia, we’ve regressed, and we lack the proper funding to create ports or landing pads for imports- for food. I’m sorry we lack the proper technology to communicate from our years of isolation with the overworld. I’m sorry that now that we finally did, I prevented us from leaving. I don’t want to leave, Lyla. I'm sorry. I’m sorry, Lyla.”

Lyla’s own tears began dripping from her eyes. She shook with the same vigor that Xeno apologized. “It isn’t your fault, Xeno. It isn’t our fault that Aistrania failed us.” She cried, getting up and cradling Xeno in her thin, frail, weak arms. “If Aistrania failed us, we shall leave. There is no hope for us here.” She gazed up at the imposing, foggy sky with contempt. “The morning glory has left us long ago, and the apple has since tainted our souls.”

Xeno’s stomach rumbled unceremoniously, only causing him to weep harder. She slowly stood him up and walked with him out of the alleyway, and into the street. They were pushed and shoved, as people erratically rushed to the city’s exit.

They ran to a large, whirring, aerial ship, which rumbled loudly. The last boarding call. “The last ship to Xeniathan is leaving, and we will board it.” Xeno shook his head violently, and she felt a pang within her heart clutching it mournfully. Despite what Xeno wished, they had no choice. “Wave goodbye to Aistrania, in hopes of a piping, hot dinner.” And so, with her rueful brother, they boarded the ship, and left their world behind.

Writers note: If ima be honest… I really want to fix the flow of the piece and stuff. like its good, but with another thousand words I could totally do this piece justice. LEMME KNOW WHAT YALL THINK!!!

[alex-is-the-king-11111]

"wait no not actually" STOP TELLING ME TO KILL MYSELF FUCK YOU

( @captain-fishface777 aimed)

[ghostie-gengar]

LETS GOOOO THIS IS A MOMENT IN HISTORY

TRY TO REACH INSIDE OF MEEEEE TRY TO DRAIN MY ENERGYYYY LET ME SHOWWW YOU JUST

WHAT

I'M

MADE OF

me: i'm going to try to get at least A rank on every shadow generations level!!

the nefarious metal overlord: i hope you like what i'm made of by crush 40 on loop for three hours

[ashwhowrites]

AHHHHH REQUESTS ARE OPEN AGAIN YAYYYYY! Can you do steve harrington x reader, the reader confessions her love for steve but hes too scared to say it back after the events with nancy. Will he finally say it back or eventually lose the girl. You can choose the ending, thank you so much. Your work is amazing.

This is very short, but I like the simplicity of it. I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it. Thank you for requesting 🫶🏻

Can't say it

Steve thought he was ready to be in a relationship. He felt he was healed after Nancy and could love a girl again. He believed he wouldn't be scared. But after four months of being with his girlfriend, Y/N, he's starting to realize he is not ready.

He didn't give it enough thought. He liked Y/N and he was happy when she asked him out. Everything was perfect, he was happy and carefree. But then she said those three words and he felt everything in him run cold.

He gulped as her wide eyes stared at him, she was waiting for him to say something. She was waiting for him to say it back. But even saying the words in his head terrified him. Love was a commitment, was he ready? Could he give himself fully to another girl and have the chance of her running away?

He was over Nancy, but he wasn't over the fear she programmed into his brain. Y/N could love him now, but where is the proof she would love him in a year, or two years. He loved that their relationship wasn't serious yet, but now it is. Now they determine if this relationship is going to be a part of their future, and Steve was scared shitless.

"Steve?" the noticeable crack in her voice snapped him out of his thoughts. Her eyes were watering slightly, and her hand gripped his knee.

"I-I uh," he hoped if he opened his mouth the words would just flow. He hated that he had to make himself say it, that his mouth couldn't do it for him.

"Did you hear me?" she asked

"Yeah, yeah, um," he said, shaking his head as he tried to compose himself. He grabbed both her hands, holding them in his lap. He licked his lips as he looked into her eyes.

"I really like you, so much. It's just I'm really scared," he decided being honest was the best answer. Y/N was an understanding soul and that's what he liked the most about her.

"Scared of what?" she asked, allowing Steve to hold onto her hands. Her eyes were soft and concerned, settling some of Steve's nerves.

"The last time I said it, it ended badly. I got my heart broken and I'm scared of going through that again. It's not that I don't want to say it, because I feel that I do. I just don't know if I'm ready to say it. I'm so sorry." He said, his voice cracking as he felt the guilt washing over him.

"Don't cry," she cooed as his eyes began to water. She released her hands to cup his face. She leaned in and pressed her forehead against his.

"But I don't want us to break up." he cried

"Hey, we won't," she said as she wiped his face, "You said you feel love me for, right? Just scared to say it?"

He nodded his head, sniffling as he looked into her eyes.

"That's enough for me. Knowing that you feel it is what matters to me. I'll give you time, and we'll come back to it later on, yeah?" she whispered

Steve felt at that moment that she might be the one for him. She was so understanding and willing to wait. It showed how much she truly loved him.

"We'll come back to it," Steve smiled. She leaned in and pressed her lips against his.

He knew one day he'd tell her. He knew he'd be so happy to talk to her and not feel scared that she would run. He gave her the perfect time to pack up and leave, yet she was in his arms.

He wasn't sure when or where, but he knew he'd confess how much he loved her.

[moonshynecybin]

thinking about how rosquez age gap dynamic would change post reconciliation but not now but in like 5-10 years. we all know how vale is about his age so he would be “i’m old maybe marc deserves someone younger more fun and his age” but he would never say that just joke it off like he always does when talking about his age. and marc having a very nothing new by taylor swift complex “will you still want me when i’m nothing new?”, he’s probably retired and thinking “does valentino still thinks i’m cool? he met me when i was in my prime twink era what if he sees im not like that anymore”

YAYYYYY i think theyre BOTH WEIRD ABOUT IT yayyyyyy. okay so. the thing about being a professional athlete is that while you are young and shiny it feels like you will be young and shiny FOREVER ! and then the horrors. and then you turn thirty. and then everyone around you is ten years younger and their body works correctly and they pick up on the stuff YOU pioneered and the press is talking about you like youre a HORSE that they want to sent to the GLUE FACTORY. so i imagine. that those influences can give you somewhat of a complex about your age. i think vale (company is dominated by young twinks comma. clown.) and marc (arm pain boy comma. got a haircut specifically to look younger right before visiting a track he has historically dominated at.) are not in fact immune to this. especially because marc was essentially the move over old man signal to vale in many ways. like imagine your bf is a physical reminder that you no longer can do what you used to be able to do in a sport that is and was your life's work. ouegh.

SO ! POST REUNION ! if its like vale in his 50s marc in his mid to late thirties, staring down his time in the sport coming to an end. a transitionary period then yeah. they think about it. i think MARC is actually a lot more keyed up about this specifically bc vale frankly had to work that out a bit ago. and he does still lowkey think hes god lbr. marc ALSO has an ego the size of the sun but i think it honestly really distresses him a bit more when his body is malfunctioning. maybe i just think that bc hes cried on camera about it multiple times while vale simply changes the subject but i DIGRESS. my barbie dolls shh. marc get a little in his head about it ! tries to fix it by doing crazy shit like getting bad haircuts and buying a stupid amount of moisturizer. new lingerie. i would say he does more crazy and spontaneous activities but he loves adrenaline so bad i fear he's kinda already doing that.... BUT. he's also doing stuff like not letting vale in on his PT appointments.... pretending he's the same as when he was twenty and it was EASY and he didn't have to figure out who he was after motogp because he was the youngest rookie to do x y and z so he should be able to do this FOREVER. and it think he holds his ability to WIN so close to himself.... a measure of how well his life is going fr.... like the last time he couldn't win were 2015 (when vale LEFT HIM) and 2020 to present (ARMMMMM). hes buggin

and i think vale eventually notices and is like oh my god whta. dude HUH ? truly kinda flabbergasted lmao. he fucks him about it and truly THATS what calms marc down a bit (not entirely.... it lingers....). like nose in vale's armpit afterwards stroking his BALD SPOT while vale is like. my love you are three years older than i was when i met you. calm down.

[roontwo]

long owl house rant! yayyyyy!!!(spoilers)

one of my favorite things about the owl house is the implications. for example, titans corpses make up the two landscapes we see throughout the entire series(not counting the shot from the atmosphere where we are bunch of unidentified land masses). titan trapper island, the hand of a significantly large titan with the rest submerged underwater, and the boiling isles being the whole corpse of Kings dad. life on either of these places is confirmed to have inherited magic from the strong residual magic from the titan they formed on. the defeat of Belos would likely lead to a lasting peace, that combined with social advancements like the university of wild magic and the potential inclusion of humans in magic society would undoubtedly lead to an economic boom, as well as a boom in population. the boiling isles is fairly small for the only known and inhabited continent left after the titan trapper island is abandoned, with the only way to get to it destroyed. the implication of this, combined with the inevitable rise in population, and the fact that the only inhabitable spaces we see are comprised of titan corpses, is that one day King will have to die and bear life on the continent that forms from his body(The Collector and construction magic combined with human architecture notwithstanding of course). the untold number of grimwalkers that Belos created and destroyed. a child using advanced abomination magic in the time pool episode implying that magic was stronger in the wild era. the time paradox with Luz and Philip. every “evil” character that turns good.

Boscha’s bullying being heavily informed by how much she values her friends, ie. “willow has to make friends out of plants”, “you’re not cute, i still have more friends than you!”. “captain goes first”(as long as you guys follow behind me), her reaction to Amity breaking away from the group. the only real moment of emotion from her being when she cries upon getting her friends back.

Darius’s dismissiveness of Hunter being informed by his worry that he’s too busy riding Belos’s coattails to be a real person. every character we see chase Belos’s favor is punished for it because it is an unachievable goal(Lilith, Kikimora,Odalia) and Darius wishes to save Hunter from this fate.(also the previous golden guard was his mentor and he mighttttt know what happens to grimwalkers, “why does Darius look so sad in this?”).

Principal Bump’s initial denial of Luz’s desire to study multiple tracks being informed by how seriously he takes his job and how he truly believes that no student is irredeemable. he assigned her to the potions track(under the guise of randomness) because he knows she only knows two spells and has to use paper to cast them, meaning that the only track that she would reasonably stand a chance in is the only one that only requires mixing ingredients.

Amity’s initial distaste for Luz(AND WILLOWWWWWW????) being informed by her abusive perfectionist upbringing. she desperately wants to be her own witch, but has been conditioned to believe that doing so will only bring shame to her and her family. so when she sees Luz breaking all of those rules, exploring magic in such an unabashed, unorthodox way, and loving it, she’s resentful of her freedom. of the fact that she doesn’t know anything about what it supposedly takes to be a witch but she’s just doing it anyway.

every episode of this show, even the last 3 that disney didn’t even wanna give us, are packed full of insanely deep implications and character motivations that i just can’t stop thinking about. and this is all without digging into lore that didn’t get explored super hard like the archivists and such.also willow is perfect in every way, i love her.

[jurassicpeanut]

MY FREAKING FRIENDSSSS I LOVE THIS PIECE SO MUCH

harpy, vertigo, and fritz on a late night flight

harpy belongs to @jurassicpeanut :3

[motorway-south]

alicole and larycent children ideas in a world where there's feasibly like years of post viserys's death where alicent could concieve children plural okay lets go

VISERRA "TARGARYEN"

alicole baby

born in like 9/10ish months after viserys dies so okay plausible deniability even if viserys was nawt getting it up atp

she is sooooo tall and very strong and broad esp for a woman and a targaryen princess and obviously she had like brown hair and brown eyes anyway there are obviously fucking rumors

no one admits to her growing up who her father is (and criston stays far away) but she obviously knows and develops this complete obsession with being like him

alicent obviously hates this tomboyish side but like what can she do about it. viserra is sent to oldtown pretty much at age 5.

ik shes from the crownlands but the idea of this butch fighter being called viserra flowers mockingly is too good to me

anyway she has total serial killer gene she's an incredible fighter bc she just does not car if she lives or dies she's an amazing met puppet

they cannot marry her off the 3egon or viiserys and she refuses to become a septa so tbh the maesters put her down like old yeller. rip viserra targaryen you never met a kind-hearted noble tall knight to give u this generations jaime/brienne parallel

LYMAN RIVERS

uhhh let's pretend instead of being imprisoned at the red keep or whatever alicent can get imprisoned at harrenhal yayyyyy anyway larycent baby

at first larys is like" idgaf about this baby" and alicent is actively going mad BUT THEN this baby grows up to be sooooo desperate for his father AND mother's approval and larys is like... wait thats literally alicent but a boy and willing to do whatever i say lets get INTO it

anyway lyman is verryyyy agot theon like he's good looking and kinda rogueishly charming and an archer but he's also in a roose/ramsay relationship with his father and will do anything he says

he's bringing home dead things for alicent like "why won't mummy love me"

MAEGELLE RIVERS

larycent baby #2

anyway in complete opposite of viserra, maegelle is tinyyyyy stick thin emaciated and sickly and sooooo religiously devoted she hates her serial killer siblings

shes born in like 135 ac (larycent lives au yay) and her mom like deliberately withholds info that she's half siblings with fucking taragryens like this girl fully believes shes a riverlands bastard

she cries. all the fuckign time. constant emotional distress. cant even handle seeing a bloody hangnail

obviously lyman torments her and makes life miserable for her

alicent is like "ohh my perfect baby angel" and munchausen's by proxies her

larys doesn[t care she annoys him sooooo much by crying and he's totally dedicated to his mini me

[roxydemi]

YESTERDAY A GUY MADE ME CUM SO HARD I CRIED YAYYYYY KILLING MYSELF CANCELED

[joemama-2]

NEW VL CHAP BUT AT WHAT COST

GISELLE WHEN I CATCH YOU, WHEN I CATCH YOU GISELLE I SWEAR TO GOD

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY IM SO ANXIOUS BECAUSE OF READERS MOTHER I CANTTT

AND TO THINK I LITERALLY CRIED WHEN SATORU SHOWED UP LATE AT THE DADS APPRECIATION DAY. I WAS SOBBING FOR KOJI AND I CRIED FROM HAPPINESS WHEN SATORU ARRIVED AND UGGHHHH

AND THE FLASHBACK FROM WHEN READER AND SATORU MET? STOP. ITS SO CUTE AND SAD THAT THEY WENT THROUGH ALL OF THAT SHIT WHY CANT THEY JUST BE TWO PEOPLE IN THE FLOWER SHOP FOREVER💔

FUCKK I LOVED THIS CHAPTER SO MUCH. KOJI EXPOSING HIS POOR MOM MADE MY WEEK BETTER I SWEAR. EVEN HIMARIS SCENE WAS SO WELL WRITTEN TO MAKE ME HATE HER EVEN MORE

WHY DO YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME FEEL THE STORY IM READING STOP THAT RIGHT NOW. IVE NEVER CRIED TO A FANFICTION BEFORE AND I DIDNT LIKE IT

AND I KNEW READERS MOTHER WAS COMING TO BE ANOTHER PAIN IN THE ASS BUT WHYYYYY😭 IM NOT READY FOR HER IM NOT READY FOR ANYTHING AT THIS POINT

this is really intense i know, i just finished the chapter im not fine I love vl so much im gonna cry again, what if i just delete tumblr forever and pretend satoru and reader and koji are happily ever after together huh just what if

i was cringing myself when i started crying at koji's presentation because like: YOURE A GROWN PERSON WHY ARE YOU CRYING OVER THIS but your writing is so immersive i know i said that before but i feel like kojis is my real child and if he's sad then im sad too

please giselle have mercy on me (do not i loved this your angst is the best ilysm thank you for velvet lies im too emotional stop

🤭🤭🤭🤭

honestly, teenage gojo and y/n had no idea what they were getting themselves into by getting involved with each other and that sucks the most ;( they just want to loveeeee each other

and LMAOOO it’s totally okay to cry at some parts. IVE LITERALLY CRIED AT MY OWN AND OTHER FANFICTION B4😭😭 it is a humbling experience tho 🥲🥲 and koji being a cute kid but airing out personal business is endearing bc i feel like almost every kid does this at one point LOL

either way, yayyyyy!!!! i’m so very happy my writing makes you feel so passionately and i hopeeee u love the next chapter just as much 🥰

[choccorin]

ok so it was actually a hard question and my teacher made it a bonus instead

gave up on gen math assignment .. ( ;´ - `;)

[adambadeau]

just cried watching the conspirator again but I’m staying at my friends until 830 !!!! YAYYYYY!!!

[suzitaree]

Hi! I'm not sure if requests are open - if not you can ignore this!! I have a fic idea!! Perhaps mc and sebastian and/or ominis (I'm not picky teehee) are out and about. They come across some poachers and as they're running away mc gets hit with crucio. Because the hatred is so strong, the curse is badd. Like screaming and fainting from the pain bad. Reader almost dies type curse. Sebastian/ominis (maybe both who knows) is obviously freaked tf out and cries, (bcs obviously he would 💀) and he says something like "I love you please don't die on me" and when mc wakes up they're like "I love you too pretty boy" and then they kiss and have a happy ending yayyyyy

I obsoletely love this! Thank you Anon :) Hope I did your idea justice and I might do an Ominis version :3

For anyone else requests are open ;3

Please don't die on me. (S. Sallow x reader)

Y/n and Sebastian had always shared a deep connection, even before they started dating. They had been friends since their first year. As they grew older, their friendship blossomed into something more, and they became a couple.

One day, they stumbled upon an old treasure map in the restricted section of the library that led them into the Forbidden Forest. Y/n was hesitant at first, knowing the dangers that lurked in the forest, but Sebastian was eager to explore. They walked for hours, following the twists and turns of the map, until they came across a big group of poachers.

The poachers were ruthless, and they attacked y/n and Sebastian without mercy. Y/n tried to defend herself and Sebastian, but one of the poachers managed to hit her with the cursed spell crucio. The pain was unbearable, and y/n screamed out in agony, green sparks following the curse.

When Sebastian saw y/n hit by the curse, his heart sank. He had never felt such fear and helplessness before. He watched in horror as y/n screamed out in pain, her body convulsing with the force of the curse. The green sparks that followed made him realize that this was no ordinary curse. He had never seen crucio so ruthless before and knew that the caster was no ordinary wizard. He realized that the person casting the curse was a highly skilled dark wizard.

As the poachers closed in, Sebastian knew that they were outnumbered and outmatched. He tried to defend y/n, but he was quickly overpowered. He watched as she fell to the ground, writhing in agony.

Sebastian's heart broke at the sight of y/n suffering like this. He felt a deep sense of anger towards the poachers, and a desperate need to protect y/n from any harm. He knew that he couldn't let anything happen to her, and that he would do anything to keep her safe.

Suddenly, y/n's ancient magic reacted with the curse, and she and Sebastian were teleported to a hidden room, the Map Chamber. Y/n fainted, and Sebastian was beside himself with fear and worry. He cradled her in his arms, crying and begging her not to die.

After what seemed like an eternity, y/n woke up, her body wracked with pain. She saw Sebastian hovering over her, tears streaming down his face. "Fuck, I thought I lost you," he said, his voice choked with emotion.

Y/n managed a small smile. "You can't get rid of me that easily," she said weakly. Sebastian leaned in to kiss her, whispering softly that he loved her. Y/n responded with an "I love you too,".

As they held each other tightly, Sebastian's heart was still racing with fear and worry. "What happened back there?" he asked, his voice trembling.

Y/n took a deep breath, wincing at the pain in her body. "I don't know," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I think it has something to do with my ancient magic. It reacted with the curse and transported us here."

Sebastian looked at her in amazement. "Your ancient magic? I had no idea you had that kind of power."

Y/n smiled weakly. "I didn't either. It's something that I've discovered recently, but I never really knew how to use it. I guess it just kicked in when I needed it the most."

Sebastian's eyes softened as he looked at her. "You're amazing, you know that? You're so strong and brave, and I don't know what I'd do without you."

Y/n leaned in to kiss him, feeling a surge of love and gratitude for the man she knew she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. "I don't know what I'd do without you either," she whispered.