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'Who would've guessed we'd end up like this?' || Sun/Moon x Reader

I'M USED TO AO3 NOTES BUT I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO WRITE HERE BEFORE YA'LL GO OFF TO READ RAAAH

this is the first time i'm posting an actual fic on tumblr, but for now, it's only a oneshot, although i'd love to make a longer version! i'm only posting this here first to see if anyone would be interested in it! if that's the case, i'd totally continue it on ao3 ^^ anyways, enjoy!

sfw, he/him for reader, no glitchtrap au

"I'm 19... do I really have to go?"

You looked up at the big, colorful painting above the red doors which said "Superstar Daycare Pick-Up"

"It's just for an hour, sweetheart, and you know how much your sister wants to see it!"

You sighed, thinking that the hour spent in a daycare with kids no older than 10 years old could be spent in a much better in a place than this. You didn't even get the chance to see the Glamrocks face-to-face yet!

"It's the closest attraction, let's get it done first and we'll go check out all the other places after, hm?"

As much as you still weren't into the idea, you didn't have the heart to say no to your dad. An hour can't last that long, right?

You opened the previously mentioned red doors, admiring how beautiful the hallway looked. Wow, they really put effort into everything. There was a big fountain in the middle of it, the colorful lights were slightly dimmed here, and the starry ceiling gave it all an even nicer touch.

The silly daycare music started hitting your ears better the more you were moving through the hallway. It was the one part of the Pizzaplex that seemed to have less people in it compared to the others, but it made sense. There were plenty of things to see, and the main focus was always on the Glamrocks, that's what people came here for. Technically, you did too.

But you'd lie if you said Fazbear Ent. didn't put an amazing job into the daycare animatronics, too. You haven't seen them for yourself just yet, but the countless posters already showed you enough. You appreciated the celestial designs, it was a fun concept for sure.

Your dad checked you two in, although you didn't really need it, seeing as you were an adult. You were there to simply keep an eye on your sister while your dad went to get some gifts for you from the shop that was just next to the big, wooden door.

Right, you forgot to mention it, did you? It was your birthday!

The very reason you were here today, was to celebrate your birthday. That's exactly why you also warned your dad not too see too many attractions around the Pizzaplex on his own while you were occupied, as you wanted to experience it together.

It was a dream come true, really. It didn't matter what ages did this place focus on, it didn't matter that you were grown by now - you always wanted to come here, and your 19th birthday finally gave you a chance.

Such fun attractions come with big prices, obviously. Your dad couldn't really afford it before, trying to tie the ends together, and you understood. You waited patiently, even got a job once you could to save up for the trip! And finally, here it was.

"Well, we're here. You two have fun! I'll go pick out the first few gifts for you."

"Being here is a gift itself, dad. Don't waste too much, I have money of my own, too."

At that, he only swatted you and your sister away with a smile, seeming to not pay too much attention to your words. You sighed playfully, watching him get away in the small crowd. Your dad was a good man, you appreciated him for all the times he put you and your sibling first, even despite how harshly life has treated him.

"You ready?"

You looked down at your sister, and seeing her nod excitedly, you got a bit more enthusiastic, too. You pushed the wooden door, your eyes hit with all the bright, random colors and especially the neons on the walls and the ceiling.

There were maybe three kids sitting at a small table next to one of the play structures, lost in their little world of scribbling on paper and drawing whatever little kids usually draw. But so far, no sign of the animatronics.

Well... until.

"NEW FRIENDS! HELLO, HELLO!"

You jumped at the sudden loud voice so close to you, and soon enough, you saw the source of it, right in front of you.

A tall animatronic with the design and color palette resembling the sun, with a wide smile from one cheek to another, and bright blue eyes.

Very, very tall.

Your sister reacted faster than you, clapping and giggling upon seeing him. Seems like she found her favourite.

"Oh my... uhm, hello."

You placed your hand on your chest, calming your heartbeat down. You'd lie if you said it wasn't extremely easy to spook you.

Once the animatronic saw how excited your little sister was upon seeing him, he grabbed her so high that she was now facing him. She loved it, and immediately reached out to grab the sunrays sticking to his faceplate.

"Oh, Laurey, no! You might damage him!"

You were prone to overreacting. But most of all, you really didn't want your family to suffer from any... accidental damage any of you might cause to Fazbear Ent. and their star attractions. You knew nothing about how they actually worked, so even if this bot is made for kids, maybe some of his parts are more fragile than the others?

But the animatronic didn't seem to care. In fact, he started giggling right back at your sister, acting like he's being tickled.

"My friend, that's no issue at all! I absolutely LOVE kiddos who are curious about my design! So, your name's Laurey, little star? How beautiful!"

Okay, you could see just how well he was programmed. The wording he used, the tone, it was perfect for kids, and left a teeny tiny effect on you too. It was definitely admirable.

"I'm so so SO happy to welcome two new friends into our little daycare! What's your name?"

His eyes were on you now, still smiling as widely as ever. It looked like he could change his expressions freely, but he didn't lose the smile once.

"Oh, me? I'm Y/N, I'm just here to keep an eye on Laurey. But, uh, I'm happy to meet you too!"

His eyes lit up at your words, grabbing your wrist softly with his free hand, and leading you both further into the daycare.

"I'm SO excited! We'll have tons of fun! We have all kinds of toys here, and we constantly make up new games to play! Oh, oh, and I just LOVE arts and crafts with the littles, especially with glitter glue and googly eyes! We also do puppet shows!"

His mouth didn't close for a long time. Normally, you'd be annoyed, but something about his voice, as jumpy and loud as it was, comforted you.

"Hey there, my little stars! Please welcome our new friends!"

The three kids who were still sitting at the table turned your eyes to you all, Sun's excitement clearly rubbing off on them. They immediately stood up and welcomed you and your sister, especially her. Once Sun put her down, she seemed to fit right in, and they seemed like kids who were sweet enough not to do anything hurtful in case you turned your head away for once.

The animatronic observed them with a proud smile before turning to you. "I've actually never had a guest this big before! You're a special one!"

You perked up at his words, not able to hide that being called special made you happy, even if it came from a robot. It was always nice to be appreciated regardless.

"Ah, yeah, I can imagine... my sister really wanted to come here once we arrived. It's actually my birthday today, but-"

"YOUR BIRTHDAY?!"

Your eyes widened once Sun's voice got 3 times louder. He seemed shocked, but excited as well.

"My oh my, why did you not say so right away?! That's a serious celebration! I have to make this occasion meaningful, unforgettable! Yes, yes, right away!"

You tried to stop him, saying that it's not that big of a deal, not being used to someone being so into celebrating your birthday besides your closest family, but he insisted.

"Kiddos!"

He called on the children, who immediately turned their eyes to him.

"I'll need to talk with y'all privately! No Y/N's allowed for now!"

You chuckled, assuming that this "private talk" was regarding the surprise he wants to give you. Seeing as there was no stopping Sun's plans, you decided to play along, trying to spy on their conversation a little bit, quickly getting swatted away by Sun. It was quite endearing. You definitely weren't disappointed by coming here anymore, and not even 10 minutes passed yet.

Being an ex-theatre kid payed off with how well you could pull off dramatic and over exaggerated reactions for the kids and Sun's enjoyment. You acted deeply hurt by the fact that they wouldn't fill you in on their little conversation, and with a very big, sad expression, you went to drown yourself in the ball pit. You heard the others giggling, and you quickly realized just how fun this short stay can be.

"Yes, yes, that's a brilliant idea! Let's get to work, my little stars!"

You peeked out of the ball pit when the kids started running around, looking like they were on a search for specific things Sun told them to find. But before you could see what they were looking for, someone's figure blocked your view.

"Nuh-uh, no peeking! That's against the rules! You're not a rule breaker, are you?"

You chuckled, looking up at the animatronic. His height did make your neck cramp, though.

"You don't have to do all this for me, y'know. I mean, I appreciate it, but I don't think it's really worth..."

He didn't let you finish your sentence, and soon enough, he picked you up like a cat.

"OF COURSE it's worth it! It doesn't matter if you're an old friend, a new friend, or for how much you'll be staying here! Every single one of my friends deserves a fitting birthday present! Birthdays are SO important!"

Even if you wanted to, you couldn't stop smiling. It seemed to make Sun happy - as expected from a daycare bot, making his guests have a great time in his little lane was the main objective.

"I'm gonna need you to stay somewhere you can't see our progress, friend! It's a surprise for a reason!"

You tried persuading him into staying, but no could do. That's how you found yourself on one of the castle towers in the ball pit, with a bunch of toys and plushies around you. It's not like any of these really interested you, you weren't a child, but once again, you decided to play into it, getting a playful warning from Sun earlier that even one peek will put you in a time-out.

You'd lie if you said you didn't find that huge sun-themed bot adorable. Fazbear Ent. was good at making people fall in love with their attractions, that's for sure.

You looked over the toys, and saw two that caught your attention - plushies resembling the two attendants. You grabbed them and realized that you haven't had the chance to meet the other, moon-themed one yet. Maybe he wasn't currently in the daycare? Maybe he only appeared after a certain time?

You hoped that the hour spent here will be enough to meet him too.

While in your thoughts, you haven't even realized that more than 15 minutes passed now, and the kids, along with Sun, seemed to be done with your little gift. You knew that, because all of a sudden, someone jumped behind your back and covered your eyes with his hands.

It was really easy to guess who did it, of course.

"We're all done, friend! Allow me to take you there!"

Before you could question what he meant, you were lifted up and held close to his chest with one arm, the other still covering your eyes. The kids started giggling once they saw it, which made you really curious about how you two must've looked like right now.

But most importantly - in that very short moment you realized just how warm Sun was. You'd assume he'd be cold because, well, he's a robot, but his chest radiated this comforting heat, and you wouldn't mind staying in that position for longer.

He was swift and fast, but also careful. You were held like some sort of princess, which surprised you, because who would be able to hold you with one arm, cover your eyes with the other, and navigate his body safely with only legs? You knew he was a machine, but damn, that was impressive.

Soon enough, you were sat down on the soft floor, and you finally regained your vision. In front of you was a tiny scene which looked like something made specifically for puppet shows. It was decorated with a bunch of led lights, and there was a small banner on the top that said "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" drawn with crayons. You couldn't help but smile at how cute everything looked. You were surrounded with a bunch of plushies resembling all the star attractions of the Pizzaplex, including the daycare attendants. You grabbed the Sun one, positioning it as if it was about to watch the show with you. You looked up at Sun, who seemed enamored with the sight, but quickly looked away, regaining his confident and energetic self.

"Me and my little stars prepared a SPECIAL, one of a kind puppet show for you! I came up with the scenario! We're so excited to present it to you, right, kiddos?!"

All four of the kids cheered, causing you to chuckle quietly. Their excitement rubbed of on you really quickly.

"Oh my, I wanna see it already!"

That single sentence worked wonders on Sun, who quickly disappeared behind the little stage. Well, not exactly disappeared, seeing as he was twice the size of it, but he tried his best to hide his faceplate, at least.

Then the show began, firstly showcasing only a little Sun puppet, walking around the imaginary daycare. Even as an adult, you had to say, you enjoyed things like these. Silly and cute.

Soon enough, another puppet jumped out, and this one resembled... you! You gasped, wondering how was that puppet so similar to you? Was it simply a coincidence, or could it be that Sun made the puppet just for you? No, surely, that'd be too much work spent on someone that he knew for less than an hour... but what if?

The more you watched, the more you realized this little show was just a replay of how you and your sister got into the daycare, how you met Sun, the other kids (they had their own puppets as well) and also a little made-up addition, which was the dolls playing various games or drawing with each other, generally doing things you usually do in the daycare.

It was so damn cute.

At the end of the show, the Sun puppet went out of it's way to lock you in a big hug, and the kids soon joined. The last scene consisted of all the puppets holding a little toy cake for you, screaming a "Happy Birthday!". The curtain rolled down, and you started clapping as soon as it did. You had a big smile on your face, which the animatronic immediately picked up on.

"Did ya like it, friend? Did ya, did ya?!"

You stood up with his help, not letting go of his hand for a few more seconds.

"Of course I did, you guys were amazing! This is one of the best birthday gifts I've ever gotten!"

Your compliment seemed to make Sun really happy, because his rays started spinning. You adored that! It reminded you of a puppy wagging its tail from excitement.

"Thank you so much, Sunny, and you too, kiddos!"

Your sister ran up to you, hugging your leg, at which you quickly patted her head.

Although when your eyes went back to Sun, he was standing still, looking straight at you.

"Is something wrong?"

At that, he almost immediately pulled you into a big hug, which you didn't expect, but also didn't mind. It did shook you a little, though.

"You gave me a nickname! How sweet! You're the sweetest ever! I must give you a nickname too!"

You had no idea that a little nickname would make him so happy. It wasn't even really on purpose, either, you kinda said it without thinking because it sounded cute. But if he liked it, then it made you happy, too.

"Hmm, a nickname for me? What would that be?"

He pulled away a bit, posing as if he was thinking really hard.

"Well, since I'm Sunny... and you're a guest at my daycare... I suppose calling you sunshine fits just right!"

You didn't wanna admit it, but being called 'sunshine' made you blush. Just a little bit.

"I think that's a sweet nickname, Sunny. I love it!"

He jumped in excitement, and you chuckled. All of what just happened made you completely lose your sense of time. You hadn't realized that an hour passed exactly now.

Your sister tugged on your sleeve, and you turned to her, and then to the daycare doors she was pointing at. Your father was standing there, waving at you both with a smile.

Aw, already?

"It seems like we have to go for now, Sunny."

His smile suddenly dropped, just a bit, but enough for you to catch it.

"Hey, don't be sad! I promise, we'll come back! Do you want to walk us out?"

He quickly nodded, and turned around to the children, telling them to behave for that quick moment in which he'll go sign you two out.

"Hey, sweethearts! Had a fun time?"

Your sister ran up to your dad, hugging him immediately. She was all jumpy, and he could tell that her answer to his question would be positive. He brushed her hair with his hand, and then looked over to you.

"A lot of fun! We wanna come back here again one day, don't we, Laurey?"

She nodded happily, and your dad was clearly a bit thrown off, but glad nonetheless.

"Well that's just great! Is this the daycare attendant over here?"

His eyes switched to Sun, and he perked up, smiling widely, just like when he saw you two for the first time.

"Correct, sir! Your kiddos are absolute angels!"

"Hah, I'm glad they didn't give ya too much trouble. Are ya'll ready to go?"

You two nodded, but before Sun could check your sister out, you turned to him, grabbing his hands softly.

"I'm sorry we couldn't stay over for naptime, I assume that's when Moon comes out, right? I'd love to meet him, but maybe another time! Either way, thank you for that gift, Sunny, it was lovely."

If robots could blush, Sun would be furiously red by now. But they can't, so his fans kicked in, and he now sounded like one of those old computers when you tried to run a heavier game on them.

"O-Oh, yes, yes! It's a shame you didn't get to meet Moon, but if you come back again, make sure to stay just long enough for naptime! I'll put in a good word about you and your sister!"

You laughed, thanking him in advance, and saying your final goodbyes. Soon enough, the three of you were on your way to another attraction.

"So, the daycare wasn't so bad after all, huh?"

"Not at all. Can you believe that he and the other kids prepared a special puppet show for me once I told him it's my birthday? He's so cool!"

Your sister joined your rambling about how nice and kind Mr. Sun was as well, and your dad listened to all of it, honestly surprised at how well the stay went.

"Oh, I almost forgot! I picked up a plushie of that favourite Glamrock of yours while I was gone. Besides that, I only got coffee, I didn't see anything by myself, don't worry!"

Your dad handed you the cutest Monty plush, and you immediately thanked him. Soon, you were all in the elevator going up, finally arriving in the main spot of the Pizzaplex.

On the side, you wondered... would they be interested in hiring a human to help?

#fnaf #five nights at freddys #sun fnaf #sundrop fnaf #sundrop #sun x reader #sundrop x reader #security breach #fnaf security breach

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icejinlov3r · 4 months

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Announcements

A few important announcements about my writing.

Bad news first - I’m sure anyone who’s read it has noticed I haven’t updated “Taboo Feelings” in awhile. This isn’t because I lost inspiration! Im still super into the concept! But….it’s one of the rare cases where the story isn’t coming out like I wanted.

There are some good moments, but for me, the pacing is completely uneven. Some moments feel like they drag on too long, and some feel rushed. Plus im unconsciously focusing more on Frieza/Frost less than Cell/Zamasu. It’s difficult to write two main ships for a story. “Dungeons and Dragon Balls” was different because I had their relationship completely planned out - not so much here. Overall, I’m not feeling happy with how it’s turning out.

I thought about scrapping it entirely, but I still LOVE the idea, so I’m not doing that. But I am going to rewrite it! When? No idea, when I have more of an idea what to do. It will be more focused as a Frieza/Frost story, with Cell/Zamasu as just a little side plot. I’ll leave the old version up, so people can still read that one. But a new, better version is to be expected - eventually.

Okay, now for the good news!

I will be starting a new story really soon! To anyone who liked the innocent children fluff in “The Emperor’s Reign”, you’ll probably like this - it’ll be called “Little Tykes”. It’ll be a simple story of Frieza, Frost, Zamasu, and Cell as adorable six year olds! Going on little adventures, learning lessons, and getting into trouble! I *did* draw some cute promotional art that I planned to show last night, but for whatever reason, I can’t save it on my phone or my computer, this I can’t post it on here. But anyway, I’ll try to have the first chapter of that up in a couple days or so.

And finally, I’m considering writing a new Dragon Ball Oneshots book - only it’d be solely for requests!

To anyone who’s read my other DBZ oneshots book, you know I didn’t accept ANY requests (except a couple I offered to my close friends). This is cause I only felt like writing specific things for awhile, AND I didn’t think anyone would care for my writing - specifically, how I wrote NSFW stuff.

But, considering it’s my most popular book on my account, and I’ve gotten several good comments about what I wrote, I think I’d be good at it. This isn’t solidified though, I could change my mind. Which is why I want your guy’s opinion - is this something you guys would be interested in?

That’s all I’ve got for now. I hope you guys continue to enjoy my writing! 😊😊

#dragon ball series #dragon ball z #dragon ball #dragon ball super #fanfic

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legendoftheotherside · 11 months

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I never participate in these things but well, there's a first for everything lol

tagged by @sandwitchstories

Rules

Post the names of the files of your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you ask with the title that most intrigued them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it. If you want, tag as many people as you have WIPS.

I'm going to do this because all my titles are boringly hilarious 😂😂 It will be only wips that aren't published yet (I have more wips that are published on ao3 which I need to continue but I'll concentrate on wips that haven't seen the light of a day yet). All these fics are something I started and one day might finish XD I'm dividing the list by fandoms because there are too many 🤷‍♀️

Fairy Tail:

and there was one bed - new gratsu fic; you can imagine what it is about 😂

Slayers mating - gratsu idea that is somewhat written in the form of an outline and some scenes are actually written; I have no idea when I'll finish it 😅

gray is secretly a vampire - crack fic where outsiders decide Gray is a vampire and rumors spread like wildfire, pure humor; I'm pretty sure I saw some post on tumblr and had an idea

gratsu natsu knocks on the door - I'm pretty sure the title is a pun to the opening scene of my only multichap gratsu fic, A Sham

Naruto:

kushina lives AU - exactly what it says, I'm working on it on and off every now and then; while Kushina lives, Tsunade is actually the main character, collecting kids just like old ladies collect cats 🤣

seals naruto au wanting to keep the fox in - tbh this is basically just an idea in form of an outline and a few written snippets scattered around; don't really know if I'll ever write it completely

naruto timetravel 1 - this was actually supposed to be team 7 boruto timetraveling to naruto canon before that timetravel filler arc in boruto ever happened. sadly, I never tried to finish it

naruto timetravel 2 - naruto and sauske's consciousness from the future appear as flashes of memories/dreams to naruto and sasuke of the original naruto canon timeline before they graduated academy

kamui raw bondage - a kakaobi kinktober fic I never got around finishing, it was supposed to be a companion fic to my I've patched up the scrapes in my heart

One Piece:

LawLu stranded on an island AU plot - so this is one rare outline instead of a fic lmao (I never do real outlines 😂)

ofmd crossover - had an idea for a crossover but never finished it.

BNHA:

DFO/canon - tbh I don't even remember what this is supposed to be beyond DFO, but what I can see from a fast scan, it's one of the rare outlines lol

baku deku unconventional A/B/O - it's unconventional because it's alpha/alpha pairing; an old idea that I never got to finishing

genderswap au - ah this is one of the oldest wips in the fanfic folder; it's not so much of a genderswap as much as genderswap characters come to the canon through a portal; very fun

DabiHawks mermaid au - a discord drabble I wrote for a prompt and saved to finish one day

Other fics:

FT x DA:II crossover funny - just like it says: crackfic crossover of fairy tail and dragon age 2; Fenris is sure Natsu is a rage demon 🤣🤣🤣

Josuke'a accidental time travel adventure - I had a craving for Josuke time-traveling to part 3 and there was none to read. gasp. but then one day a fic with a similar premise appeared on ao3 so I read that instead of finishing my own XD

FuruSawa fic - an ace no diamond oneshot that just needs a satisfying end (which I need to write so who knows when I'll finish 🤣)

Shiki x Weisz - eden's zero fic just as title says XD

I still have a few more docs but those are literally a few sentences and I didn't bother to list them here

I don't think I talk with enough ppl to tag as many as I have wips lmao so I'll do just a few. feel free to ignore the tag if you don't feel like doing this XD I had fun typing all this and this post is not counting my original wips 😂

@pencilofawesomeness

@phoenix-before-the-flame

@genavere

@thehylianidiot

@nonnie992

@elenyafinwe

@xfangheartx

@wilhelmina-murray-harker

@tobethefairybest

#fanfics #fanfic writing #fanfic wips #tag games #wip list #fanfic wip list

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idril-la-wiccan · 6 months

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Status Update - November 2023

Finally ! I was not a disappointment to myself ! /light-hearted

Ok, on a more serious note, I'm always happy when I achieve my goals, because I have a track record of projects I've started and never finished for X or Y reasons. Probably because of my scatterbrain attitude that I suspect to be due to undiagnosed autism and ADHD.

But that's a me problem, you're not here for that. You're here for this :

Out of the Abyss

Status : in hiatus.

I can't believe I've started this AU in 2021. I've worked on the entirety of Act I for two years, can you believe it ?

No wonder my motivation had been dwindling near the end : I was running out of creative juice ! That and I got brainrots towards other media/fandoms.

But at least, I was able to complete a good full chunk of the story, even if it ended on a cliffhanger. (Weh he he he ! >=])

And, for now I can't tell when I'll get back to it, but it's gonna be a little while. I still love OMORI, but it's not as much on my mind as it was at first. I can still enjoy other's content about it, but I must take a break from making content of it myself.

(By the way, I won't say your name because I don't know if you want people to know what you're up to with your own project yet, but know I'm reading it ! I've read up to section 1.7 of your chapter. I'm just a very slow reader, sorry about that... ^^')

On another note, I'll soon make a Masterpost for an easier access to most of my content for the different fandoms I've made content for. I remember someone had asked me about doing something like that for my Cookie Run comics and stories so I'm actually going to try that.

Speaking of which :

Cookie Run

A thief can learn a lot from a magician : in hiatus/pending.

3 New Oneshots : pending.

3 New Longer Fanfics : pending.

Yeah, it's gonna be a mess for my Cookie Run content. You guys are just gonna have to wait and see for this one. I'll at least try to tackle back the one unfinished fic whenever I can.

Pikmin

Castaway Redesigns : work in progress.

1 Fanfiction : pending.

Eye-Sprout AU : pending.

This is more streamlined. These projects are in order of priority so you at least know what to expect.

I've had difficulties to find time for the castaways but I'll finish what I started !

Eye-Sprout however, while I have ideas, I don't know where to go with it. Just don't expect it to be a full fanfic like Out of the Abyss, just ideas thrown together as long as they make sense.

Now, for the fanfic I DO intend to write, it will be Rescue Corps focussed and set after Pikmin 4 (with the idea that the timeline goes 1, 2, 4 then 3).

This will also be set elsewhere than PNF-404 (so no pikmin, only aliens) with our rescue team on a nerve-racking mission to save people from the clutches of a renowned scientist gone mad with power.

Expect some savory angst. =)

*****

Now, for these projects I just talked about, they will all be second priority compared to my next long term project that I plan on working on until it's done.

Which is :

Sweet Nightmares

My Yume Nikki-like/Yume Nikki Fangame (whichever you prefer to call it) that I began to work on long ago but then neglected because I was unsitisfied with my middle-schooler skills.

But NOW, as of writing this post, I will soon be 27 years old and long gone is the teenager who kept doubting herself ! And I have been itching to get back to this project ever since my motivation for Out of the Abyss winded down.

However, I won't go into details about it now, I'll make a seperate post for it when the time comes.

TL;DR : My next big project and top priority will be a Yume Nikki-like game called Sweet Nightmares. My OMORI fanfic AU is in hiatus until further notice and my Cookie Run and Pikmin projects will be low priority on my "To do" list.

Cordially, Idril.

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terapsina · 2 years

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Fanfic writer ask game: 4, 8, 15, 16, 18

4. Do you prefer writing multi-chapter or oneshot fanfictions?

It really rather depends. Writing multi-chapter stories is certainly a lot more stressful (the sad line of my old dropped attempts rather showcase that).

But at the same time my longer stories do bring me bigger amounts of joy I guess. I get INVESTED in them.

But I also love writing short little drabbles that are like me baking a cookie, instead of a line of cakes. So I guess I like writing both, it's just about what I'm in the mood for.

8. What kind of document do you use to you write? Microsoft Word? Google Docs? Straight in the AO3 text box?

No, I'm a true savage, I write straight on Tumblr and make frequent use of 'save as draft' (I have an explanation to this, I used to write more TV show meta posts when I joined the hellsite, and I got so used to this particular font, in this particular size, on this particular background that writing anywhere else gets so distracting I might as well give up).

I do last edits in AO3 drafts though 🥺 that makes everything okay, right?

15. Are there words, phrases, mannerisms or scenes you tend to use a lot?

Ugh, the bane of my existence is how when I write and come up with a word that fits, the word somehow gets stuck in my mind and I'll find it used again two paragraphs down. And I don't notice until I do a reread aloud in editing. At which point I tend to google a bunch of synonyms.

Also: 'burst into laughter', 'choked back her tears', 'swallowed past the stone in her throat'. Also also my characters tend to raise their eyebrows and roll their eyes a lot, I think.

16. How long is your longest fic?

31'060 words as of yesterday, She's Come Undone and Set Free. Who knew how invested I'd get into letting Elena be angry; having Caroline dealing with her s1 trauma; making TVD era Rebekah get actual friends; and (most recently) giving Bonnie a properly interesting love interest *cough*Rebekah*cough*. (I already knew I could get invested in Elejah, that one wasn't a surprise).

18. Recommend someone else fic! (And tag them if they have a tumblr!)

This question is confusing but I'll take it to mean I should recommend someone else's fic to everyone who reads this.

Okay. I'm gonna narrow it down to TVD/Legacies fics because that's what I'm recently writing myself and if I don't put some kind of theme limit I'll get a headache.

We Remain by AnonymousObsesser - Elejah, starts during American Gothic and then goes a completely different way (I have read the first three chapters at least 5 times, the Elejah feelings are seriously top-notch).

A Year to Eternity? by @missnmikaelson - Elejah, Klaroline, a bit of Bonnie/Kol, a bit of Handon - Starts out during 5x12 of The Originals. But with TVD had a different ending (Elena isn't married to certain people for example and I love it). Neither Elijah, nor Klaus die because that's stupid (Caroline yells a bunch at Klaus about it, Elena's blood is always the magic cure we should all know this: "To seal the Hollow away we need the willing support of Elena Gilbert." Amusement sparkled in his eyes. "I'm asking about your knees, Nik, because you're about to grovel on them.").

plastic crown by @jennifersminds - Elejah but not as the focus, the focus is Elena runs away from the Salvatores (Rebekah gives her a car, Elena ends up in Vegas, I honestly don't know how to describe it, the story just has a very unique imagery) and tries to build herself back up. Trauma. Vengeance. Female friendship. Strip clubs and slight bit of vampiric serial killing. Oh, just read it, you'll understand.

(I think the three above mentioned fics can probably be blamed for me starting to write She's Come Undone).

tis the season for a kidnapping by @vorpalmuchness - Elejah, Elena gets kidnapped by a couple of idiots whose information is a BIT out of date (they call Elijah and expect gratitude is what I mean, those poor poor morons). And I LOVE it.

being unwanted (and wanting too much); by @natalia-dyer - Post s4 Hizzie, basically Lizzie coming to her great lesbian awakening/acceptance of self as she realizes why none of the guys were ever quite right.

Torn by the hours by @isagrimorie - (if you don't think I absolutely love that fic, you are WRONG, it lives in MY head rent free). Hizzie, with Lizzie waking up in the middle of the battlefield where Hope has pulled a full on massacre because she thought Lizzie was dead? I am RABID for this scene.

(okay, it's possible I overdid it a lil'bit).

#writing #writing asks #ask game #elejah #hizzie #fic recs #isagrimorie #answers #otp: i remember reading that in a letter once #otp: we're in this 'til the bitter end

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thiscrimsonsoul · 2 years

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damn, sorry about what happened :( at times it feels like the universe is against you, yeah, ik how you feel. or... you start recovering from a traumatic event and then start getting inconveniences everywhere. sucks! but i don't think you've lost your headcanons, aren't they posted on your blogs with the tag '#headcanons'? same with the icons you already posted on some threads, and i thought you could add a gif to a post simply by adding a pre-existing gif. (i don't rp so it might be different.)

{out of paprikash} Under the cut in case people don't want to read my rants, haha.

I have some of my headcanons linked in my directory on my blog, yeah, but I didn't even necessarily mean for Wanda. Like, for one of my other muses, I was in the process of writing out a very long (15 pages and counting in Word) AU for him, and me and a friend had discussed a lot of headcanons in DMs, since we came up with the AU jointly. I had gone back through our conversations and saved a lot of those headcanons just in a Word file so I would remember them to put them into the AU I was writing, and now that file has been lost. So I know that there were things I wanted to add to, change, update, etc. in that AU file, but now I don't remember what they were. I'd either have to go through six months of messages to find all those headcanons again, or just try to remember what they were, and my memory is not great due to meds. I also have a lot of headcanons written down in files that don't necessarily get posted on this site, like things I discuss with friends who aren't on this site or little oneshots I write to explore a character's feelings on a certain subject, and things like that. I store all that in files so I can refer to it later, and anything I did in the last six months was lost. I could use the headcanons tag and sit down one night and go through stuff, but that's a daunting task to do since i have a lot of blogs, heh. With work as it is right now, I don't have the time to devote to doing that.

As far as icons, yeah I guess I can go through all my blogs, back through six months of stuff, and save all the icons that I made myself in that time, but honestly... call me lazy or busy or whatever, but I just don't have the time to do that for like ten blogs. And recently I made like 50 icons for one of my characters but I think I've only used maybe 5 of them so far in threads, so all the others were lost. And my backup computer can't even run the graphic editing program that I used to make them, so... re-making them is going to be difficult at the moment.

And with gifs, there are some that I had recently saved, specifically looking for ones that their creators were okay with people using, making sure I don't steal anybody's stuff, for several of my muses. It took a while, hours, visiting various sites and searching for specific moments that I really wanted, and so they aren't always gifs that I can get through the gif function in posts on this site (which honestly really sucks and half the time it's so glitchy I can't even get it to work). Most often when I search for a gif on site, I get nothing I'm looking for, heh.

For all my muses, I make a folder, icons, info files, and I save things like the avatars, the backgrounds, and other things I used for their blog. I don't use themes, but everything you'd need for a blog theme I save in there, heh. I create it piecemeal myself, it's easier. Some of my newer muses lost a lot of that startup structure because six months ago I had just started setting them up. One of my muses I wasn't writing six months ago, so her entire folder got lost. Anything that wasn't posted on my blogs that I was storing offline was lost.

It's also just disorienting for me. I archive and organize everything, because otherwise I get overwhelmed with stuff. Having everything neatly organized and updated regularly keeps me sane. And now I'm dealing with a six-months-old version of everything, I'm reaching for files that aren't there, wanting to play songs that are no longer downloaded, looking for pictures that don't exist anymore, trying to figure out what did I lose and what didn't I lose... It's just very disorienting to my mental headspace. My perfectionist and micromanaging self is very irritated with the fact that I had everything all neat and updated and now everything is suspect, questionable quality, incomplete, unfinished, missing things, or gone entirely. So yes, there are some things that I can get back, but even having to go back and suss out what I need and where I can get it back from is incredibly draining and frustrating. I'm not a person who organizes well unless there's a solid system, heh, and when the system gets disrupted, it's like "404: brain cannot be found," haha.

But yeah, you're right, I can get back SOME things. But those pictures of my pets and family? Nope. Some songs I had downloaded that I don't quite remember the artist or title for so I can't look them up again? Likely to be forgotten. And all the writing and editing I did for books and fanfics I was working on? That's lost too, and I don't post that anywhere, it's only on my computer, so there isn't a place I can go to recover that.

It is what it is, I have to just move on from here. I'm just going to be a little bit mentally out of sorts for a while until I can redo or do without what was lost. The bigger problem right now is buying and setting up a new computer, because that is a lot of time and money I just don't have right now, but I don't have a choice at this point. My job depends on me having a reliable computer, so yeah.

Thank you for the message, though. I'll be okay, I'm just in shock right now heh. My entire storage on my computer is just... gone. For a writer as prolific with making files as I am, it's very jarring. I'm like a fish out of water without all my shit, haha, but I'll be okay.

#{ out of paprikash } ᵒᵒᶜ

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kirstenonic05 · 11 months

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For the WIP game thing, Photos maybe?

Sure! The title doesn't quite get the point of the story across (WIP title...), but here we go! DD fic! :D

So essentially I heard the word "disowned" and went, hey wait, wasn't Allen technically disowned by his parents? And then it spiraled from there.

In a nutshell, Allen and Mu get into a fight. Allen leaves, but Mu feels a little bad and looks for him. However, she comes across a photo album.

I'd actually already written an angst oneshot for Joseph, then Sonic, and I thought it was Allen's turn! However, I much prefer writing happy stuff with these four, so I put this oneshot to the side.

I'll post what I've got so far after the read more, but it's obviously a super heavy WIP!

I'm planning to add more links to the photos at the end of the story, since in DD Allen takes photos of everyone to help them remember good times.

"YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!" Mu screeched. "YOU'RE NOT MY MUM!"

"WITH HOW YOU'RE ACTING, I MAY AS WELL BE!"

"THEN- THEN I DISOWN YOU AS MY MUM!"

Allen winced. A cold silence cut through the conversation like a hot knife. Mu was gasping for air, having used it all up shouting. When Allen didn't respond, she started to feel bad.

"Fine," Allen eventually said. "If you don't need me, then I will be on my way," He almost hissed through clenched teeth. Always so formal, so strict, like a servant. It drove Mu up the walls.

When he left the room, there was the coldness of isolation. The only thing heating up the living room was her unleashed rage.

It took a few minutes of breathing for her to calm down. Once the red disappeared from her vision, guilt started to well up in her stomach.

Ok, maybe that was a bit much. Especially for a stupid argument like that.

She didn't want to apologise; why would she be in the wrong? Allen was always so strict with her. Always stopping her from doing what she wanted.

Which he was unable to do for Riliane. Who became a corrupt ruler and punished everyone who was "bad".

Just like Mu. Corrupted by the Timepiece's influence.

Mu let out a drawn out sigh. Ok, so maybe she did kinda see where Allen was coming from. She sure didn't want a repeat of what happened on her planet.

And she definitely didn't want to be alone.

Would Allen not be her friend anymore? Did she go too far?

With a flick of her cape (which made her seem much more heroic than she felt at the moment), Mu left to seek out Allen. However, no matter where she looked, there was no signs of the 14 year old ghost. Not the garden, where he went to cool his head. Not the study, where he would be reading some complicated text. Not in his room, where he would sit on his bed and lament.

Where was he?

Not even Joseph or Sonic knew, it appeared. Her encounter with Joseph, in the garden, left the man confused. He suggested the study, and that was where she found Sonic. Sonic had been putting back a pile of books he found dropped on the ground, and, upon hearing Allen missing, wished Mu luck and directed her to Allen's room.

Now that she was in Allen's room, she was able to see everything he held close to him. Some fancy mirror, probably a gift from his sister. The engagement ring from his boyfriend. (Weird, Allen usually wore it at all times so his sorta-psychic boyfriend could find him.) And on his desk, a photobook.

Curiously, Mu thumbed backwards through the photobook. Each page was filled with photos of them, the Dimensional Defenders, on all of their adventures. But not just the important adventures, such as saving people and doing grand missions. Most of the photos were of them just doing normal, everyday thing. The photos probably started the day after Allen asked if he could take photos. (Mu remembered it clearly; Allen had snapped a photo of Joseph, before Joseph caught him and asked what it was for. Allen suddenly realised that some people might not want their photos taken, but everyone was fine with it. From then on, he took photos on all of their trips.)

Quickly, Mu flipped through the photos. There were some of her in it as well, mostly with her "gremlin grin", as many others would call it. However, she noticed some photos that were taken without her noticing, of her just enjoying her time. Some were also horribly blurry, as if the cameraman had been rushing to snap a shot. Yet, they were kept in the book, vivid pen titling each photo as if they had come out of a polaroid camera instead of Allen's phone.

Finally, she reached the first photo. It was just a simple picture of the four of them as they signed up as a team for the first time. Underneath, penned with cursive vivid, was written "Family".

Mu felt her stomach shift. She really had to apologise to Allen now. Wiping her eyes with her sleeve, she placed down the photobook and boldly pushed open the doors.

To her surprise, she crashed into someone else. "HEY, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE-?"

It was Allen. Mu suddenly felt small. Yet, there was no anger on Allen's eyes. Just a deer-in-the headlights look. "Mu?"

"There you are!" She pointed. "I was looking everywhere for you! You can't just disappear without telling me!"

After entering the room, Allen shut the door. He honestly didn't seem that fussed. There was just a tinge of tiredness in his eyes.

Mu squinted. Allen looked at her, puzzled. "...Do you need something?"

"You're not... angry?"

"Angry? Why would I be angry?"

"After what I said. Like, ten minutes ago." Mu examined Allen, but didn't see any signs of anger or anything. "You stormed out of the room and I thought you'd leave me forever and we wouldn't be friends anymore and-"

"Mu, you know I would never do that," Allen reassured, his gaze drifting to the photobook on the desk. It seemed as if he came to a sudden realisation.

"Um, I'm sorry about that, by the way." Mu tried her best to handle it in an adult-way. Allen simply chuckled.

"It's alright." Allen pat the small girl on the head. "You were angry. I know you didn't mean what you said."

"But... But I saw you wince! When I said I disowned you."

Allen winced, again. Mu gasped. "See?! I was right!"

Automatically, Allen avoided Mu's eye contact. His right hand found its place behind his back. "It really doesn't bother me."

"Suuuuure it doesn't."

"Mu-" Realising he wasn't going to win this battle, Allen sighed. Mu grinned triumphantly.

Allen made his way to the bed and sat down before instructing Mu to do the same. Eagerly, she did, jumping onto the plush mattress.

"You know what happened to me as a child."

Mu did. How he was adopted by a soldier in fear of being assassinated. "Of course I do!"

"Well, I used to wonder if my parents would have... disowned me, as my kingdom did."

Disowned. A word Mu threw around carelessly. He didn't really think...?

"Did you really think I'd... disown you?"

"What? No, that's a childish thought."

Mu squinted. Her mouth was drawn out into a thin line. Though Allen was good at hiding his emotions, it was also 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 that Allen was good at hiding his emotions. So, naturally, the Dimensional Defenders had to learn to identify his little tells.

Such as how Allen was avoiding eye contact and had his right arm behind his back. How his posture was awfully straight, which would be acceptable if he was still a servant, but not at home like this.

"You always tell us to be true with our feelings! Why can't you do the same? What are you, a hypocrite?"

Allen opened his mouth, then closed it.

Mu continued to plow through what would have been silence. "I saw your photos! If you think we're so much like a family, why won't you tell us when you're sad?!"

#ough i love these guys but... angst...#i have so many stories with these four but idk if i should post them to ao3?#maybe one day i will #i swear i usually write happy stuff with them #also if anyone is ooc its because. super wip #brainsplurge level wip...#this was written in like 2 nights in a streak of inspo #wip #dd #kirsten writes #au #fic

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the-truest-sentence-i-know · 1 year

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Weird questions for writers: 4, 11, 18?

[weird questions for writers]

4. What’s a word that makes you go absolutely feral?

I love terms of endearment like dear, darling, love, sweetheart, etc. Used sincerely or not, I don't care. Both are phenomenal. (Or, you know, both; first used sarcastically and then sincerely. that's the good shit.)

11. Do you believe in the old advice to “kill your darlings?” Are you a ruthless darling assassin? What happens to the darlings you murder? Do you have a darling graveyard? Do you grieve?

I have such a hard time killing my darlings. There are lines and bits that I have kept even though I knew I should probably cut them. On the other hand, I have kept pieces that I thought I should've cut, but then got comments saying they liked that piece specifically. So, y'know, it's very much a subjective thing.

I do have a 'deleted bits' doc though, for things I do cut and hope to be able to use elsewhere (or, inspire some other writing thing). Sometimes, especially when writing fanfic, I suddenly get on a tangent about a character that doesn't really fit the fic I'm writing, but it's something I want to explore in another fic, so I definitely save those. For example, in the first draft of one of my daemyra fics I started going into some like gender stuff for Rhaenyra. The fic I was writing was like a fluffy-ish oneshot, so it didn't quite fit. So I cut it and hope to use it in another fic.

18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end.

As Daemon slipped off to sleep, uncertainty began to broil in Rhaenyra’s stomach. His arm held her tightly to him and she began to feel like she couldn’t breathe. She carefully slipped out of his grasp and tiptoed to the bathroom, where she was once again confronted by her reflection. She stood there, frozen, bare feet on the cool tile floor, staring at her naked body in the low light. Her breath came and went harshly, so quickly that she felt lightheaded and had to reach out the stabilize herself on the sink.

So this is from the third part of The Serpent's Tongue. I had finished the fic before I started posting it because I cannot write serially. But, when I started posting it, I didn't have this scene yet.

(cw ahead for grooming & underage sex) Someone commented about how they couldn't wait to see Rhaenyra finally kinda break down about Daemon's manipulation and past abuse. And I realized that I didn't have a scene that did that and that I probably should. I also realized that maybe some of the details about the past abuse was a bit vague (I had some comments that made me think that maybe it wasn't clear enough).

So this scene leads into Rhaenyra kinda breaking down in the bathroom as she finally remembers the first time she and Daemon 'had sex' (in quotes bc she was fifteen). Throughout the fic, there have been indications that she sort of remembers some things that happened between them, but nothing specific. I imply that she's kind of repressed a lot of it, and because he started grooming her so young, sexual things just occupy a bit of a weird spot in her head.

Anyway, this is after she and Daemon sleep together for the first time after his return, so I thought it would make sense for her to remember now.

These answers were a lot longer than I intended! Thank you for asking! <3

#asks answered #about me #mine

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definitelynotafurinasimp · 2 years

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Venti, Xiao, and Ei with a overpowered reader who hides their power

Them with a overpowered reader that hides their power

characters: Xiao/Venti/Ei x gn!reader (seperate)

warnings: english isn't my first language, so there might be some grammar mistakes.

a/n: Ah, Venti's probably one of my most favourite male characters in the game, so it was nice to write something for him. Also I may have written it as the characters finding out that they're overpowered since I interpreted you request that way, so I hope that's okay for you. This is version 1.1 if you want to say so and the Ei part is now finally as requested. I'll post the old Ei part as a seperate oneshot and will link it here once I uploaded it.

Anyways, hope you enjoy!

For Ei you were may have been one of her most favourite subject but still nothing more than a human. And humans tended to die from sickness or small injuries all the time and so it didn’t take her too long too program the Shogun to protect you from every beast, hostile human and everything else which intended to harm you. But she often found herself going in the Shoguns stead since even if she was a capable tool, she still had her downsides.

Ei and you often went for walks and even if you wished it would be different, meeting hostile samurai or bumping into a Hilichurl camp was nothing out of the ordinary. But even when that happened, you didn’t even have to lift a finger before Ei had already cut them down. It made you wonder why you even bothered taking your weapon with you.

All that meant that when you were eventually attacked by a couple of ronins, you didn’t even bother unsheathing your sword. At least until you heard the sound of charging Hilichurls and even a Mitachurl behind you.

Ei was too focused on the samurai to hear the sounds of your and the Hilichurls weapons clashing. It was just when she finally cut down the last one and turned around that she even noticed the new threat. But it was already too late to help since not a single one of them stood anymore. She instantly ran up to you and started to inspect you for any possible injuries.

“Don’t worry Ei. They didn’t even come close to hitting me”, you assured her with one of your typical smiles, only get stared at confused.

“I never knew that you could fight”, she simply stated, the relief of you not having gotten a single cut, evident on her face.

“Well, you never asked and since you usually cut down every single threat before they even come close to me, I never had the chance to demonstrate”, you said while putting your sword back into its sheath.

“That’s good to hear, but don’t even think that means you can just dive head first into danger. Stay by my side and-”, there was no need for her to complete her sentence, since you did it for her.

“If I stay by your side and I’ll be save. Don’t worry Ei, I didn’t intend to anyway. Having an Archon as a bodyguard is a really nice ego-boost”, you joked before the two of you returned back home.

Xiao

As a child you loved playing in the areas around your small village, but one day you ran off to far and were cornered by some hilichurls it was a certain yaksha that saved your live. When you thanked him he answered by instructing you to speak his name if you were ever in danger, since he would appear. That was your first encounter with Xiao and even thought there would be no further meetings for a long time, his name was still ingrained into your memory. You wanted to be like him and help others so you practised fighting with a polearm every time you had just a second of leisure time.

The next time you two met he saved you once more. You hadn’t called his name since you were certain you could handle it on your own, but before you could summon your weapons thanks to the vision you got for your ambition, he had already slain the beasts.

After that you found yourself calling his name every time you encountered just a single hilichurl, not because you needed his help, but just because you wanted an excuse to talk with him.

Once again you ventured into the wilderness in hope you would bump into another beast. You didn’t have to search too long as you shortly after encountered a lavachurl. Like always you called out for the yaksha, already finding it hard to contain your happiness about talking to him again. But when the beast charged you and Xiao was nowhere to be seen, you decided to do this one on your own and cut it down in less then five blows. But when the lavachurls body fell to the ground and you found the yaksha staring at you confused, you instantly froze.

“Looks like you can handle monsters just fine”, he spat out in an almost betrayed voice. You instantly tried to defend yourself.

“I can explain. I just really wanted to talk to the yaksha that saved me back then. I know I should have been honest, but I was scared I wouldn’t be able to see you anymore if you knew I could fight.” At first he found you talking to him really annoying, he let you know that many times, but over time he started answering and participated in the conversation. You were sure that he would vehemently deny not completely hating it if you asked him, but deep down you knew he enjoyed them himself.

Xiao let out a frustrated sigh and massaged his temples with his finger and thumb, before finally answering. “If you want to talk to me that badly I suppose you can just come to Wangshu Inn, but don’t call out my name if there are others that need me more urgently.”

Venti

You never intended to hide your strength. If someone were to ask you to show them how good you could fight, you would show them without hesitation. But as the child of a rich merchant there always where bodyguard with you when you decided to leave the city, which meant that every possible threat would easily get squashed by them. On different occasions one of the knights would accompany you and insist on you staying behind so they could quickly eliminate the hilichurls. But when the most trusted bodyguards your family could hire weren’t available and the knights were so understaffed that not a single one of them was able to volunteer on accompanying you, you decided to travel to Springvale alone. That was until Venti, the bard with a dangerously high alcohol tolerance, offered his help, you accepted since you it wouldn’t be as boring as travelling alone.

The short road from Mondstadt to Springvale went surprisingly smooth, at least until it didn’t and you encountered a small host of Hilichurls and other creatures of the Abyss. Venti’s and your conversation suddenly and abruptly came to a halt, just for him to smile and turn to you.

“Don’t worry y/n, I’ll handle this”, he said and started drawing his bow all.

“Time for a takeo-”, Venti couldn’t even finish his sentence before you had already obliterated the beasts without breaking a sweat. When you turned to face him again he just stood there, frozen, with his bow still drawn and mouth and eyes wide open.

“You weren’t supposed to do that. This was my moment to be the one to bail you out”, he stated, still shocked to his core.

“Sorry, I just figured out I could deal with it myself”, you answered matter-of-factly. He finally started to move the rest of his body and quickly let his bow disappear.

“But, like all the vision users of Mondstadt were allowed to save you. Why not me?”, Venti sounded like a little child that was the next one in line for a fun activity only for it to get closed down in front of it. You couldn’t help yourself but chuckle.

“Well, they didn’t leave me the time to defeat them, but in the time it took you to just shoot one arrow entire wars could begin and end”, you teased him and clapped him on the shoulder. Venti reacted by letting out a small laugh before faking being mad at you.

“You better owe me a couple of drinks if you don’t want the entirety of Mondstadt to hear the dumbest of songs about you.”

#genshin x you #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin x y/n #genshin impact x reader #ei x gn!reader #ei x y/n #ei x you #ei x reader #raiden shogun x reader #baal x reader #xiao x reader #venti x reader

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thera-daydreams · 3 years

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PLUS ONE

》 A TRESE TWOSHOT 《

[Maliksi x Reader]

📝 Summary: In which your beloved best friend snatches you from your apartment at dawn asking you to be his plus one for his cousin's wedding. Unbeknownst to the clueless you, everything is just going according to Maliksi's ultimate masterplan. With the help of friends and family, the Prince of the Tikbalang finally gets the girl he's been longing for. And oh, Señor Armanaz gets his dream daughter-in-law and the promise of grandchildren within the year.

📌 Warning: May contain some slight NSFW for spicy suggestiveness and cussing. No smut or anything super SPG—this girl can't write that for her life—but just be prepared. It's Maliksi we're talking about. We've got friends-to-lovers, obliviousness, pining, fluff, and a tikbalang simp. Figure it out. 😃

(word count: 7,454) ♥︎ Part Two: ?

》 AUTHOR'S NOTE 《

Not an Inday spinoff, but a lengthy oneshot in celebration of this blog getting 90 followers. Just ten more to 100, yay! Thank you so much for the love and support, everyone. I also promised that I'll be making this brainrot that @binibiningbabaylan and I have fangirled over a few days ago (find the original post here) when I finished the latest chapter of Inday. Here it is! 🥰

Before I forget, I was also inspired by the cute fic made by @crispybasil titled "Sunshowers" and the "Trese Boys As Things My Guy Friends Do" made by the amazing @smolla-than-a-bug (I bow down to your wonderful works in the Trese fandom). I definitely see Maliksi to be the type to go on spontaneous roadtrips and be the boyfriend to drive you around eveeeerywhere (while also driving you crazy). 🚘

There are also some songs mentioned throughout this work. You should probably listen to them while reading for the full experience. Ending was somewhat rushed but eh, I'm too exhausted and I've rewritten it too many times. Also, if someone makes some actual tikbalang smut, tag me please. Anyways, enjoy! 💕

The way it all started was hilarious. Absolutely fucking hilarious. It happened like a blur. Literally. One second, you were snoozing in your bed. The next? You had a seatbelt on in the shotgun seat of a sophisticated-looking car. Your brain didn't even get to process it yet.

"... So let me get this straight," you grumbled, still half-asleep from your sleep marathon. You just finished a hugely successful project at work yesterday, got promoted, and wanted to make up for the restless nights you spent overtime in the office. Of course you were irritated from being disturbed. You were on vacation leave for two entire weeks, originally planning to go into temporary isolation by deactivating your social media accounts and reserving a beach cabana for yourself in Batangas.

Well, turns out, you weren't going to Batangas anytime soon. All because your unreasonably spontaneous bestfriend of ten hectic years stole you from your apartment at 2AM. Was this considered kidnapping? Was this him just being more in touch with his tikbalang side, taking unsuspecting women in their sleep and leading them to their inevitable death? (He was going over the speed limit, so it was a valid thought.) Will wearing your shirt inside-out save you today? Lord, masyado ka pang pagod para mag-isip ngayon.

"Go on."

"You abducted picked me up in the middle of the night because you want me to be your plus one at your cousin's wedding in Tagaytay?"

"Yup. And technically, the venue is right on the outskirts of Cavite going to Tagaytay," he corrected you as a matter-of-factly.

"Same thing, whatever," you huffed tiredly. "Your cousin's wedding is at 6AM today. In a few hours. In four hours."

"Uh-huh."

You groaned exasperatedly, "Mal naman, eh! You didn't even let me bring anything. Could've at least given me a heads-up a few hours ago. I'm practically emptyhanded right now save for my phone! Sinungaling ka, you said this was just a normal midnight drive—not a freaking wedding!"

The Prinsipe ng Mga Tikbalang, son of the Great Stallion, heir to the Armanaz herd, and the Top Drag Racer of C-5 Expressway—if that was even one of his Game of Thrones-like titles—grinned as he continued driving beside you. He let you continue ranting in the passenger seat while he mulled over his ultimate masterplan that would change his entire life later on. He was a spur-of-the-moment kind of guy, so all this wasn't his thing. But for you? He'll make plans, alright.

"Wala man lang akong dinalang masusuot o kahit konting makeup para maging presentable sa harapan ng buong pamilya mo," you exclaimed, in absolute despair. "Do you know how out of my league you are? Your rich-ass family might judge me—hell, your dad might see me as a hampaslupa if I show up there in my pambahay and tsinelas!"

"Psh, I'm not out of your league," Maliksi waved it off, smoothly turning a corner. "And calm down. We've known each other for a decade! My dad practically loves you as his own daughter. Heck, the entire family knows you and keeps telling me they want you adopted in already. Lolo Andres and Lola Perlita said they'd have the paperwork settled. You just need to sign them."

It would be even better (and easier) if you married into the family. To him, specifically (as if he'd let anyone else have you). God, he was already being so obvious in his advances, but you were just so damn oblivious whenever it came to romance. None of this needed to happen if you just got it through your thick skull that he was madly in love with you.

"That's not the point, idiot!" you slumped back into your seat, hopeless. "Do you think the bride and the groom will get offended? Shit, baka masumpaan ako kung magagalit sila, Mal. Mukha akong patay galing sa South Cemetery."

The long-haired tikbalang rolled his eyes, "Huwag kang mag-alala. Nothing's going to go wrong. Chill ka lang diyan. I've got everything under control, babe."

Babe. Yes, he even called you babe but you thought it was him being a himbo and a massive flirt. Now, it was his common term of endearment for you, but you still assumed it was him just being irksome to you and that you couldn't stop the man from saying it anymore. Thus, you let it be (the most obvious hint of his attraction to you, bestie).

"... Ugh, why didn't you ask Hannah or Amie to go with you?"

He just smiled knowingly, shrugging and making up an excuse, "Nagmamadali ako, eh. Hannah and Amie are also coming, but they already have the other tikbalang as dates."

"'Luh, ako pala ang backup choice mo?"

"Heh. Whatever you want to think."

Little did you know that you were always his first choice. Always. Even when he pursued Alexandra Trese many years ago, trying to convince himself you were just his best friend, it was always you. How did he come to that realization? Well, an international band he was a fan of released a song a couple years ago and he heard it being played in a club in BGC. The song title?

It Was Always You by Maroon 5.

Needless to say, after hearing the song and being unable to get it—get you—out of his mind at night, he stopped courting Alexandra. Unfortunately for him, that time, you'd started dating other men. Therefore, he was left on the sidelines... until your latest and most painful breakup, at least. That was five years ago. You still hadn't dated anyone since then, kind of traumatized from getting into another failed relationship like that.

In the present day, as if the fates were playing on you two, one of your favorite artists played on the radio. A very ironic song given the situation you two were in.

Best Friend by Rex Orange County.

Maliksi knew it was a favorite of yours. He knew it by the way your eyes lit up like a star brightening the twinkling night sky. Like the sun first rising in the morning at Apolaki's command. Like the moon extending its gentle rays from the magic of Mayari herself. If there was anything he wanted to ask of the old gods, it was you—everything else be damned.

"I wanna be the one that makes your day, the one you think about as you lie awake," you half-sang and half-screamed happily, somewhat out-of-tune. "I can't wait to be your number oooooone! I'll be your biggest fan and you'll be mine—"

Maliksi glanced at you, not minding that his eardrums were probably getting microscopic ruptures from your aggressive singing. As much as he wanted to stare at you all day, he had to keep his eyes on the road. But the lyrics you were singing were wrong; the Prince of the Tikbalang was already yours from day one.

"Babe, McDo drive-through tayo for breakfast. Let me make it up to you. Gusto mo ng caramel sundae for your promotion gift? Sige. Ako bahala. Chicken nuggets din? Mabubusog ka ba niyan? I don't think they serve those this early..."

》》》

"Sandali lang!" you shouted out from inside an empty room. You'd just arrived at the venue—the Alta Veranda de Tibig in Silang, Cavite (practically the gateway to Tagaytay)—an hour or so ago. The hired makeup artist just left so that you could privately change into the outfit that had been bought specifically for you. Curse Mal and his ability to buy anything (perhaps anyone) he wanted. "Bwiset, Mal, you didn't tell me we'd be part of the damn entourage. We have to be walking the aisle in thirty minutes, simbako! You just love rushing me, don't you!?"

If only you were the one walking down the aisle today towards him.

When you exited the room, Maliksi couldn't help but let his jaw drop as he skimmed your figure, clad in the luxurious, silky satin blush midi dress he bought in one of those fancy stores in Makati yesterday. He imagined that it would look great on you, but now, seeing it on you in person... you looked divine (and frankly, he wanted to see it off your body to see what was underneath—but don't get too ahead of yourself, Mal). It was a whole 'nother level from his imagination. The deep cowl neckline and thin spaghetti straps showed your lovely collarbones... as well as a peek of your cleavage. His favorite and the best part of it all? It was backless, allowing him to gaze at the tempting curve of your spine.

He hadn't realized he had grown silent until you smiled and closed his mouth, tapping his chin.

"Lalangawin ang bibig mo, Mal," you laughed softly. Never had you seen him so speechless. You then flicked your hair back, ridiculously posing for him like you were on the cover of Vogue magazine (haba ng hair mo, gurl!). "Do I look that good? Char lang."

"... You look absolutely ravishing—I mean, uh, stunning. Hot. Yeah." That was all he could say. He mentally punched himself for not showering you with more suave compliments.

Still, your face brightened up, not knowing that the man in front of you just fell for you a thousand times harder, "Wow! Really? Damn. Ang galing talaga ng MUA na kinuha mo, ginawa akong artista. Give me their contact number later! May work event pa naman ako in two months. I'm shocked, it's like they made me rise from the dead! Even my eyebags are gone, Mal! How'd they do that?" Heck yeah, your confidence was boosted. He offered his arm to you like a gentleman, making you half-heartedly roll your eyes (you took it anyway). From holding it alone, you could tell that your best friend was a sinewy man (well, you knew that already after seeing his tikbalang form before—the little shit didn't even wear a loincloth like all his clanmates; your poor eyes were eternally scarred).

You looked him up and down. You wouldn't lie—Maliksi is and always has been an attractive man. Now? With his hair in a ponytail (pun not intended), definitely one of the hunkiest men you've ever known. "You're not looking too bad yourself, horsey."

"Ako pa!" He puffed his chest out in pride. You chuckled at his reaction.

"By the way, how do you even know my dress size and my shoe size?"

"Babe, I've known you too long. You know almost everything about me, I know everything about you."

You snorted at his confident tone, "'Di nga? You don't know every single thing about me, Mal. Assuming ka masyado."

"Alam ko nga anong cup size mo. Wala lang 'yang shoe and dress size."

You slapped his shoulder, cheeks quickly flushing red, "Huy, umayos ka! Walang hiyang tikbalang na 'to." With this guy as your best friend? You heard dirty jokes at least once a day. "Don't be inappropriate here!"

"What? It's only fair I know!" He looked down on you suggestively, wiggling his eyebrows. "You already know I always go commando, so of course I know that your bra is a size—"

"Shhh! Baka marinig ka, 'nyeta."

"So? Let them hear. My best friend has a nice set of melons!" he shouted. You were grateful there was no one around. Hopefully.

"Oh my God..."

Your best friend chortled at how flustered you'd become. He led you to where some of his family was waiting, with a couple of his relatives already greeting you. You instantly and quite easily mingled with them, your worries of them not accepting you far from even true (they all knew how much their prince loved the innocent you).

"Kayo na talaga, pare?" one of his older tikbalang clanmates asked while you went away to be fawned over by his aunts.

Maliksi chuckled, crossing his arms as he watched you from afar, "Heh. Hindi pa."

Another one of his clanmates—a younger one—laughed, wrapping an arm around his shoulder, "Talaga? That's cap, bro. You two are like a married couple already and you guys still aren't a thing?"

"Ilang taon na ba kayong magkakaibigan?" the older one asked him.

"Almost ten years," Maliksi responded, a smile unconsciously pulling his lips up as he remembered your moments together. He watched you converse with his female relatives (who adored you the moment Maliksi brought you to a family event many moons ago).

The two tikbalang snickered as they saw the look on the Great Stallion's heir.

"You're down bad," the younger one said, snapping a photo of his lovestruck kuya. "You've got it so bad for her, dudeparechong!"

"Balak mong ligawan anytime soon?" the older tikbalang inquired.

"Heh. Balak ko na ngang pakasalan. Kung pwede, ngayon."

They looked at Maliksi as if he was crazy. He was very much serious, though, even if there was a huge, lopsided smile on his face. The Prince of the Tikbalang raised a brow at them.

"What? Don't give me that look. Our ten years of being best friends is practically the courting and the dating stage already."

"Eh... you're right. Don't waste anymore time. Go and marry her today, dude. Suporta kami sa'yo, basta groomsmen kami sa kasal niyo, ha!"

"Ge. Without question."

Meanwhile, on your end with the ladies of the family, they started pestering you on your love life (like all typical Filipino aunties). Chismis everywhere.

"O, iha, single ka pa ba?"

"Kailan ka magpapakasal? Malapit ka nang pumasok sa thirties mo."

"Do you want kids? How many?"

"Are you and Maliksi a couple? You look good together! Kayo na, 'di ba?"

"Will you be getting married next? Are you engaged? When's the wedding? Invite niyo kami!"

Before you could get overwhelmed by their questions, Maliksi swept you off your feet to lead you to the entourage that was lining up outside the chapel area. Again, it happened like a blur. He laughed at the partially nauseated look on your face.

"You okay there?" he asked, grinning.

"Your family thinks we're together," you muttered quietly, not meeting his eyes. You weren't sure why you felt... tingly about their statements.

He tilted his head at you curiously, gently setting you down on your feet and helping you stand.

"Do you hate the idea?" It hurt him to ask you the question, but he wanted your thoughts on it. Perhaps doing this was a bad idea. Maliksi was competitive in many things, including wanting you to be his, but if you were so opposed to it, he would never force you into something you didn't want. He let go of your hand; you didn't even notice he'd been holding it until he let go. "Am I making you uncomfortable?"

Your wide-eyed gaze snapped back to look up at him, "No! No, it's not that! And... it's not bad." Your hand felt strangely empty now that his was gone. Biting your lip, you disclosed, "You're not making me uncomfortable, Mal. Don't ever think that."

With that, you shyly interlocked your arm with his, tearing your eyes from his to mask the growing warmth you felt spreading in your veins. You two didn't say anything else when the ushers let you walk down the beautiful, petal-covered aisle together.

The man beside you was starstruck. Hopeful. Maybe both of you did have a chance. Maybe somewhere in the depths of your soul, his feelings for you were being reciprocated. For the rest of the sacred ceremony in the gorgeous main pavilion, both of you relished in short, comfortable, and low conversations. He even cracked jokes every once in a while—really funny ones that made it challenging for you to you stifle your laughter.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride."

Maliksi fervently prayed to Bathala that he'd experience the same opportunity he was seeing with you someday. One day.

Even while the sun was brightly out, the sky began showering down light rain onto the land. You were in awe as you looked out the window.

"Hala, totoo nga pala! Tignan mo!" you laughed, tugging Maliksi's suit sleeve, pointing at the window.

"Na ano?" he curiously inquired, not understanding what you were referring to.

"Na kapag may tikbalang na kinakasal, umuulan habang may araw pa," you replied, eyes filled with childlike mirth and wonder. A rainbow had even begun to form by the clouds. "Look, it's magical! Ang ganda pala ng view dito kasama ang old Spanish architecture. Timeless na timeless. It's so pretty, 'no? Picture tayo 'maya, Mal."

Unlike you, it wasn't the sky outside that the prince was looking at. Amidst the loud cheers for the newlywed couple and the bubbles the guests were blowing, his vision could only focus on how magnificent you looked while being amazed. You were his best view. (Ed from 90-Day Fiancé, kabahan ka na, may katapat ka sa pickup line mo.)

》》》

"Smile for the picture!"

You giggled as Maliksi was dragged into a photo-op with the bridesmaids and the important older wedding sponsors a few feet away (funnily, he looked a little constipated around them). All of a sudden, when he was heading back to your direction, you were roughly pushed into the said man's arms. When you turned around, there was nothing (except maybe a gust of wind that came out of nowhere).

"Ooh, gotcha. Careful," the tikbalang steadied you, strong hands holding your biceps. "Natapilok ka?"

"... Huh, hindi naman," you wondered suspiciously, looking around. "I think someone pushed me? Parang tinulak ako... but wala namang tao."

"Weird. Maybe it was just the wind."

It actually was. Really. Maliksi knew for a fact that it was those two taong hangin who were spying on you from the corner, trying to pair you up. He gave them a thumbs-up while your back was turned in the opposite direction. Hannah and Amie returned the thumbs-up before vanishing. Suddenly, the two wedding photographers had moved on from the bridesmaids and were right beside you.

"What a lovely couple you two are!" she praised. Before you could correct her, she held up the black contraption she held towards you two. "Pose for the camera, lovelies!"

And so you did, the photographer guiding you two on what to do. Maliksi wrapped his arm around your waist and you leaned on his side, looking sidewards to the camera with one leg cocked in front of the other. Her assistant, who was holding a polaroid camera, printed out two photos for you.

"Thank you," you told him, taking the photos from his hands then flicking them rapidly to make the images develop. You and Mal were about to walk to the reception area when the photographer stopped you, handing the male beside you a business card.

"If you two need a photographer or a videographer for your wedding, call me," she signaled to both of you before running to another guest, bringing her assistant with her.

You gawked, "Mal, did you just hear what she said?"

"Loud and clear." A grin was on his face. He seemed very pleased at what he heard.

"... How can she even tell if someone is married or not?"

Maliksi's free hand took your left hand, tapping the ring finger, "Nothing here."

"Ooooooh. I get it now." Your brows creased. "Huh. This is like the fifth time today the people here have mistaken us for a couple."

Maliksi shrugged, teasing you, "Who knows? Baka may potential tayo, babe."

Before you could ask him what he meant, he was hurriedly towing you to the reception venue. While he was doing that, you stared at the now-developed polaroid photos you were holding. Huh. Maybe you two did look like a couple.

"Come on, they're serving some snacks at the welcome reception area. Peach pie and mango float-flavored. Paborito mo, babe."

》》》

The rest of the night went by without a hitch. You were actually enjoying the event—the host was great, the food was great, the music was great. Everything was great... that was, until the games.

"Alright! Now that the bride's garter has been removed, let's have the bouquet and garter toss... starting with the females!" the host announced. "Dear bride, please stay here in front. And all single ladies—and by single I mean ready to mingle and are not married—please rise and stand here on the dance floor. Let's play matchmaker tonight, everyone!"

"Uy, single ladies daw," Maliksi nudged your side. "Sign mo na 'yan." You snorted like a pig.

"Nope, ayokong madamay sa bouquet toss," you whisper-yelled at your best friend. "Do you know how embarrassing that is?! Besides, they won't notice if I don't join! Special tactic ko 'yan sa weddings: pretending I'm not single. Katabi naman kita."

More women came to the front, making you feel assured that you didn't need to participate. The host was about to say something, when the bride interrupted to whisper something into his ear.

"Hala, halaaa! Sabi ko all single ladies, pero may isang single lady na nagtatago pa!" he announced, making you freeze. Please don't let it be you. "What's her name, beloved bride?"

"Y/N L/N." You nearly spat out your champagne. You? Did they just call out your name? How did they know?

"Oh fuck," you cursed quietly.

"'Di ka makakatakas dito, babe," Maliksi jabbed, making you stand up. "Tinatawag ka na."

"Baka may ibang Y/N L/N dito," you resisted, attempting to sit back down. "I can't do this, Mal."

"'Sus, ikaw pa. And it's just a symbolic ceremony!" he encouraged, as if he didn't have any underlying intentions. "I doubt the bouquet will go to you anyway."

Sheesh, what a big fat liar you are, tikbalang prince.

You expressed your dissatisfaction with the situation, "Bwiset, fine. I'll just... dodge it. Or evade it. God, I swear..." You calmed down, confident. "I'm not going to worry. I've never caught the bouquet at my own friends' weddings anyway."

When you were at the dance floor, Maliksi snickered, seeing the bride—his cousin—wink at him. After all, he had thoroughly bribed her earlier.

《《《

"It's about time you settled down with someone, Mal," the bride commented while he slipped her the newest Hermés designer bag filled with a bunch of jewelry (plus some bills) two hours ago, right before the reception began and while you were in the restroom freshening up. "Hehehe, this is why you're my favorite cousin."

"Do we have a deal?"

"Of course. I'll make sure she participates. I'll also try to throw it in her direction."

"Good. Thanks."

"You better invite me to your beach wedding. I can tell how much you love her."

"Not a problem. I'll even make you a sponsor."

The bride stared at her bouquet, already practicing how she was going to throw it, "Tito's going to thank me so much for ensuring that he's going to get grandkids soon, hihi."

》》》

Back to the present, on the other end of the room, Maliksi saw a familiar duo give him a sign that they were ready. Bingo. Time to execute the most important part of his plan.

《《《

"I don't care how you do it," he told the two wind elementals after he bribed the bride. "I've already instructed the bride on what she should do, pero siguraduhin niyo lang talagang lumipad sa kanya ang bouquet."

"Mmhmm," Amie flipped her hair, a hand on her cocked hip. "And what do we get in return, oh great Señorito Armanaz?"

"Sagot ko bar-hopping niyo for one month."

The two girls pretended to think about it, making Maliksi roll his eyes. He had to pull out the big guns, huh?

"Fine. Magbibigay ako ng cash deposit plus pwede niyong gamitin ang black card ko for a one-week shopping spree in Ortigas." There. Bullseye. That's what they liked.

"Deal!" they exclaimed excitedly.

Hannah let a cool gust of wind enter one of the nearby windows, testing out how they're going to do this. "Ano pa bang pinaplano mo for Y/N mamaya?"

Maliksi hummed, "Basta."

》》》

You tried your best to hide within the densest part of the group of women. The bride seemed to have her eyes on you, weirdly enough, and she looked almost feral wanting to throw her flowers into someone's face.

That someone being you. Most likely.

"Target locked on," you saw her mouth move. She positioned herself like she was about to throw a football at someone (ahem, you). Holy shit, was she talking to you? Miss ma'am, it was a bouquet toss not a bouquet throw. The bride seemed to notice this, and once more regained her elegant composure.

"3, 2, 1," the host counted down. "Go!"

Surprisingly, the bouquet flew very high into the air (it was a wonder it didn't get tangled in the ceiling decor), but quite a distance away from you. You grinned, knowing it was too far to even touch you. Squeezing through the crowd of women eagerly awaiting the bouquet, you went to return to your assigned table.

Ah, what a wonderful evening.

Sike!

Something painfully landed right into your face, leaves and flowers getting into your hair and mouth.

... Wait, leaves and flowers?

Before you could comprehend it, the bouquet dropped right into your arms. What kind of ungodly, inhuman force allowed this to even happen?

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have our lucky girl for the night!" Everyone clapped, with some—those guests you knew—even cheering your name unbelievably loud. The host approached you, a glint in his eye which you couldn't understand. "Miss Y/N, kindly sit here while we await the lucky guy who catches the garter from the groom."

What just happened?

"All single gentlemen, please proceed to the dance floor. Remember, the man who gets the garter gets to slip it onto the lucky lady's leg later!"

Oh, God. You pinched the bridge of your nose. What you'd give to be back at home or to be in that resort in Batangas you'd planned on going to for a solo vacation.

"To make this even more exciting," the host stated, handing you a black blindfold. "Our lucky lady has to keep her eyes closed until her lucky man for the night captures the bride's garter! When the music plays, only then can she uncover her eyes."

See? Humiliating, just as you expected. Still, you wrapped the blindfold around your head (albeit hesitantly). You attempted to guess who it might be, thinking of all the tikbalang friends Maliksi had introduced to you back then whenever he invited you to his clan reunions.

"Groom, are you ready?" the host asked, microphone loud and clear.

"Ready na ready!"

"Single gentlemen, are you ready?!"

"Ready na ready! Awoo, awoo!" they loudly chorused, exactly mimicking Spartans about to engage in battle. You sweatdropped in the seat you were in. This was actually kind of scary. Maybe you felt a bit objectified.

"3, 2, 1, go!"

There was a brief moment of silence, which made you concerned. Ba't ang tahimik? Then, everyone erupted into roars and bravoes much louder than when you caught the bouquet—perhaps even louder by tenfold. What the heck was happening?!

The music played. Very raunchy, spicy, babymaking music. You expected it to be the typical Careless Whisper by George Michael or Pony by Ginuwine (corny songs which you could probably laugh at, at least), but no. Nuh-uh, this was probably worse. The DJ must be pretty young, the song of their choosing being a slowed, bass-boosted, sexier remix of Earned It by the Weeknd.

Ano 'to, bold? Fifty Shades of Grey? The hell was this?

Alright. This was embarrassing. Thank the heavens there were no children at this party. From the music alone and its implications, this was strictly for adults.

You removed your blindfold (that was okay now, right?) as the guests whistled playfully. You peeked one eye open reluctantly, then inwardly groaned. Oh, no. You should've expected it to be him of all people from how loud the reactions were. And all those yells from the crowd were from his family.

Son of a—

"Well, this has proven to be a very interesting arrangement!" the host proclaimed. "Our lucky man for tonight is none other than our great clan leader's heir, Maliksi Armanaz! Congratulations, sir! You get to slip the lacey little garter on Miss Y/N!"

The said very smug tikbalang stood a few feet away from the chair you were sitting on, smirking at you. His hair was no longer in that mesmerizing ponytail—instead, he'd tied it into a more sinfully attractive man-bun, loose strands framing his face and accentuating that sharp, angled jaw of his (say yes and thank you to Manny Jacinto's jawline, besties).

"Let's cheer him on in his new mission, everybody!" the host pushed. Was this that glint in his eye earlier? And was that a one thousand peso bill sticking out of his pocket?

The groomsmen, Mal's cousins and uncles whom you've met before, hollered words of encouragement to the tall man (who was, oddly enough, not one bit fazed). In fact, Maliksi seemed like he was famished as he stared you down.

You swallowed, feeling like you were going to get eaten (heh, say that again). Maliksi had shrugged off his dark suit blazer to the beat of the song (holy fuck, he also unclasped the suspenders attached to his pants right before your eyes—asdfghjkl). Were you prepared for this? No. Will you ever be prepared? No!

"Mr. Armanaz, before you begin," the host interrupted. "We have an additional challenge for you in this mission. Kaya mo ba? It was a request of the newlywed couple."

"What is it?"

"Use your teeth!" the bride and the groom cheerfully shouted, clapping with the other guests. Whatdidtheysaaaaay???

The cocky bastard didn't even hesitate, his smirk at you growing wider; those pearly whites of his on full display. Was it just you or were his canines a little sharper than usual?

"Anything for the newlyweds. Challenge accepted," he dashingly replied, winking at you. You sputtered indignantly. Pisteng yawa. Putangina. Putek. Pakshet. You swore you thought of every swear word in the book at that moment. What did that YouTube parody song about Filipino mythological creatures say again? About the tikbalang? Ah, yes. Half-macho dancer and half-stallion. Maybe the joke was true, especially when you saw what Maliksi did next.

He bit the shred of lace, loosening his necktie (bestie, you good there?), unbuttoning some top buttons, and rolling up the sleeves of his collared white undershirt up to his elbows (consequently showing off his toned, veiny forearms—those lucky bridesmaids behind him nearly fainted). Honestly, you felt like you were about to lose your mind from embarrassment. With how tantalizing your guy best friend was being? Let our response be: San Pedro, kunin mo na ako. Was he doing all this to tease you? To rile you up?

Because damn it all, it was working. In your ten years of knowing Maliksi Armanaz, withstanding all his daily dirty jokes and flirtatious attempts, never had you seen him like this. So... wolfish. Ravenous. Like he was a man that hadn't been fed in years.

He stalked closer towards you, falling to his knees in front of your legs. Your gown had a long slit that extended up to an inch or two below where your left leg began—your best friend was eyeing his target already, knowing where to place the garter. Normally, you would never even wear something as revealing as this gown. It just wasn't your type, but Maliksi was the one who bought this for you for this specific occasion, so you had no choice. It was this or your pantulog he stole you in just hours ago. At first, you were confident in the gown. Now? You felt too... naked.

Somehow, in the heat of it all, you'd muted out the noise of the venue. Maliksi teasingly lifted your foot up, fingertips slyly grazing the thin shoe straps around your left foot—his calculated touch leaving fire in its trail. Once the garter had been successfuly inserted past your high-heeled stilettos, the man kneeling in front of you kept his hands to himself. Despite the fact that now there was absolutely zero skin-to-skin contact between you and this man, your body felt hotter than it ever was before as he expertly slid the lacy bit of cloth up your ankle at an agonizingly slow pace.

Maliksi's warm eyes had turned dark, his pupils blown, a tinge of red in them—of his true beast—while he maintained striking eye contact with you, pulling the garter up your calf with his teeth. Smoothly tugging... tugging... tugging. Tangina, it was like he was undressing you with his eyes alone; like he was telepathically telling you to keep your eyes open.

To keep your eyes on him, where he was knelt inbetween your legs, his hands intentionally locked on his back. Did you ever imagine this? Him between your legs? Maybe. Once or twice. But you never thought about it seriously; Maliksi dated girls left and right in the past.

His lips... his lips were so close... so close to your leg that you could feel the heat of his breath along with the lace. Were you about to die? Perhaps you already did. Maybe you were in heaven. Up... up... up... snap!

Suddenly, he stopped, grinning up at you mischievously and letting the elastic bounce back to the skin of your left knee.

"I'm not going any further, don't worry, babe," he whispered, noting that your eyes had become misty and glazed over. Internally, he grew worried. "That's enough." Did he think it was from discomfort? From you being uncomfortable? Bitch, no. It was the exact opposite. You had never been this turned on in your entire life.

You felt like your soul had left your body at that moment. Did you just have a heart attack? Was your blood pressure okay? Before you or Maliksi could stand, however, someone bellowed from the wedding sponsor tables.

"Higher! That's an order!"

Fucking hell, it was Maliksi's father who shouted. He wasn't in the huge tikbalang form you'd normally meet him in, but he was still very intimidating in his humanoid form, commanding attention and subservience wherever he went. You could tell where Maliksi got it from.

Instantly, the other guests—already half-drunk and wanting the spirit of partying to continue on—joined in.

"Higher! Higher!"

The host cheered, "You heard Señor Armanaz! Higher!"

Maliksi gave you a questioning look. Even if it was his father who spoke up, he still wouldn't do anything you didn't want. Well, you two made it this far; there was no point in getting embarrassed now. You bit the inside of your cheek, nodding. You probably couldn't erase the redness on your skin with how much you'd blushed from this night. It was as if the heat was tattooed onto your skin.

"Go on, Mal," you whispered to him, bending your torso down closer to his face, eyes half-lidded from want. "Finish what you started, babe."

With those sultry bedroom eyes he'd never once seen you show him before—plus you turning the tables with that familiar term of endearment, how could he refuse? Like a switch had been flipped inside him, he immediately complied, taking the frilly scrap of stretchy lace between his teeth once more, moving it further up to your thighs until where your high slit ended—centimeters below the warming juncture between your legs.

Your legs felt wobbly... boneless, as you stood up from the chair, the fabric of your gown cascading over where the lace sat securely on your upper left thigh. The party was still going strong even after you two finished the garter wearing tradition.

"'Atta boy! That's my son!" Señor Armanaz blazoned, standing up and raising his glass for a toast. "Cheers to the newlywed couple! May they last forever!"

You guys weren't the newlyweds, but it did sure feel like it. If the clan leader was hyped up, everyone was hyped up. Heck, the groom and the bride didn't mind one bit what had just transpired on their dance floor. In all the chaos, Maliksi took you out of the reception area and somewhere quieter. More private.

You would need to have a serious, urgent talk with your boy best friend.

》》》

You two silently sat on a stone bench in a gazebo somewhere in the reserved venue for the wedding, trying to cool down and get yourselves back together (at this point, you needed ice from that steamy, half-scandalous event you just went through). Here, there was no one else except for the chirping of crickets, the lush trees surrounding the area, and the golden fairy lights strewn all over the roof. Awkwardness was something you'd expected after what just happened, but somehow, you still felt comfort in this man's presence. For the past thirty minutes, both of you just stayed still, lost in your thoughts and reflecting.

"Mal?" you finally spoke up.

"... Hmm?"

"Ano tayo?"

"Whatever you want us to be."

Your fingers instinctively reached out for his, just like they always did when you were anxious. Sensing this, he grasped your hand and squeezed it reassuringly. Soothingly. He massaged the skin of your fingers, distracting you from your nervousness. It seemed like both nothing and everything changed between both of you. The gesture was the same, but so different at the same time.

"Mahal mo ako." It was not a question. It was a statement. A truth—one that you'd been too blind to see before. One that you only discovered while you stared into each other's eyes in that party not as best friends. You realized with a jolt in your heart what he really felt for you, and now, what you really felt for him. In those thirty minutes of silence, you knew. You just knew.

"Yes. I do."

"... Just as a best friend?" you probed.

"..."

Finally, you gazed into his eyes, previously so dark and full of hunger. Now? Just reluctant. Vulnerable. Open. Unsure of what to do next.

Seems like you had to be the one to take initiative tonight. Taking out your phone, you opened your music app and pressed play on a certain song. Ikaw at Ako by Johnoy Danao. You removed your heels (which were starting to blister your ankles and toes), then pulled him up to stand.

"Dance with me," you murmured, grabbing his arms to wrap them around your waist. He was stiff. Tense. What was he to do when the woman he's been pining after for so long let him hold her? All his gallantry and ability to romance disappeared out the window the moment you let him touch you so intimately.

You two weren't even waltzing. Just swaying. Slowly, you leaned your head on his broad chest, listening to the steady thump of his heart.

"... I love you," Maliksi admitted in the middle of it all, feeling like he was dreaming. Your head on his chest kept him grounded to reality, however. "More than anything in the universe. I fell for you ever since you patched me up when you were nineteen and I was a reckless drag racer who didn't have a purpose in life. 'Nung dinala mo ako pabalik sa Armanaz Tower on the verge of death. Simula noon, ikaw lang."

"I realized that," you smiled, reminiscing the old memory. You were just a broke college student that time, coming back to your dorm from making your group thesis at a classmate's house. Imagine your panic when you found a half-man, half-horse bleeding out by some bushes on the way home at night. Despite your fear and your little money (only enough to feed you for the week), you went out of your way to buy a first-aid kit at the nearest 7/11. It was scary, but you managed to mend the creature's wounds by the side of the road. When he was finally able to speak, turning fully human (which you admit, freaked you out initially), you arduously carried him back to his address—to his father and his clan, even if you had classes the very next morning. Because of your heroic deed of saving their precious heir, the tikbalang clan had become indebted to you: a teenage girl on the verge of a mental academic breakdown, just making her way through the cruel adult world. How old of a memory that was, you thought, yet you still recalled it in perfect detail. "Just a while ago."

"Ah." He swayed you gently.

"Lahat ng ito, plano mo?"

"... Yes," Maliksi fessed up. "Except for this part where we're here dancing in this belvedere. Wala sa plano ko. Gusto ko sanang magconfess doon sa may fountain para sweet, pero..."

You lifted your head off his chest, smiling at him with one brow raised, "You know, between both of us, you're supposed to be the spontaneous one. Planning isn't usually your thing."

"I know. It's a failure, huh?" Maliksi sighed.

"Nah." You shook your head, then suddenly locked lips with him. It was so fast and surprising he didn't even get the chance to return your first kiss. For once, you caught him off guard. You pecked him on the lips again. "It's not a failure."

"Wha—"

"I'm sorry for making you wait, Maliksi. Ten years. We're twenty-nine now, and only tonight do I realize how blind I've been. We've been going around in circles, wasting so much time. Ayoko nang mag-aksaya ng oras," you whispered guiltily against his lips. How could you have been so blind? Andaming nasayang na taon. Making up your mind, you told him, "Yes. Sige, I accept. I'll be your plus one."

The tikbalang was flustered and baffled from the kiss, as well as your revelation, "... But, you already are?"

"No, silly. I meant that I'll be your plus one for life. For as long as you'll have me," you laughed, now processing that you were currently dancing barefoot with your boy best friend and had just kissed him in a wedding you didn't even plan on going to. The universe had a mysterious way of doing things. "Guess I'm the spontaneous one now, huh?"

Maliksi was tongue-tied. "Seryoso ka ba? Is... Is this a marriage proposal?"

"Whatever you want it to be," you echoed his words back to him. "Best friend, plus one, girlfriend, wife—mmpf!"

He kissed you so hard your lips bruised. After an impromptu makeout session which was definitely more in character for Maliksi, you both pulled away, panting heavily in search for air, still desperate for passion. He cupped your cheeks, giving you a sweet, featherlight Eskimo kiss.

"You're missing one more title."

"Hm? What do you mean, Mal?"

"Love of my life." He kissed you again, this time lifting you off your feet and spinning you around (his sneaky right hand was resting on your bum, too, giving it a tight squeeze). You know in the Princess Diaries where the main character's foot just... pops whenever the prince charming kissed her? Yeah, that happened to you on that humid summer night. This was right. You two were meant to be together. Everything was falling into place.

The bungalow you reserved for your Batangas vacation leave ended up being the site of your very eventful honeymoon with the Prince of the Tikbalang (with his libido, it wasn't that difficult to continue where you'd left off in the garter toss; that scrap of lace came off your leg the same way it went on). Actually, nauna pa ang honeymoon sa actual wedding (it was definitely spontaneous). Right after your confession in that alcove, you two went to Maliksi's father to ask for his blessing (which he gladly gave, cackling and saying that it took you long enough) before you guys went driving off to Batangas that night. You and Mal indeed had lots and lots of fun in that resort (I'll let you imagine the rest). More beautiful memories were made from that point on—this time, not just as best friends.

All that and your small, intimate wedding occurred in early April. Just when you thought that it'd be impossible to fulfill Maliksi's life goal of having a baby within the year (nine months of pregnancy meant that the earliest you'd give birth would be January next year), the impossible happened.

Exactly thirty-two weeks later, on New Year's Eve, the Armanaz herd welcomed one prince and two new princesses into the world. Triplets who were instantly adored by everyone in the clan.

Señor Armanaz had never been happier, and so were you and your husband. Your best friend. The love of your life. Your forever plus one.

Maybe being spontaneous wasn't so bad after all.

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Regarding My Good Vlad AU (Re-imagined Timeline! Part 1)

I got to thinking about the timeline I made about my Good Vlad and you know what? I bet there are more episodes I can salvage so here’s my re-imagined one! Isn’t that wonderful Vladdy?

But before we get into all that let me share links to my previous post about this timeline...

Good Vlad AU Timeline: https://thesoulspulse.tumblr.com/post/661878830618771456/regarding-my-good-vlad-au-alternate-timeline

Alright, with that out of the way, just like the original post I’m going to go season by season to share some new ideas about ways we could possibly re-add similar events to Good Vlad’s timeline. So as always, lets start at the beginning!

Shades of Grey

I’m only marking this as re-imagined to go a little more in depth because last time I only said “Instead of making Valerie a ghost hunter to spy on Danny, Vlad makes her one as a way to help lighten Danny’s workload from dealing with so many ghosts. Vlad is still keeping tabs on Danny but it’s more to make sure he’s not up against something he can’t handle on his own.”

I mentioned this in the original post but in this AU, Vlad has a huge soft spot for animals which is partially due to owning a special kitty-cat of his own named Madison who saved him during a dark period in his life when he was lonely after parting ways with Jack and Maddie for their own safety while he sorted out his new reality of being half-ghost after the proto-portal accident. I wrote a oneshot about their meeting you can read here: https://thesoulspulse.tumblr.com/post/663747011039870976/when-blue-eyes-meet-good-vlad-au-oneshot or you can find it over on my fanfiction.net account!

After Vlad gained most of his riches through at least slightly more legal means, he began working with and donating to a lot of different animal rescue projects which got me thinking...poor Cujo was a security dog for Axion Labs that was put to sleep right? So what if Vlad was doing his own thing investigating the company and this blatant act of animal cruelty when he happens across Danny dealing with that and the unfortunate events that put Valerie and her dad in such a tight spot?

Vlad grimaces when he sees all the chaos and such unfold thanks to Cujo and wishes he could intervene directly on Danny’s behalf, but he resists the urge since Vlad thinks this is something his little badger needs to figure out on his own to improve and grow. Besides which, Danny still might not trust him despite clearing up their misunderstanding at Vlad’s castle during the college reunion Danny’s parents dragged him to.

After Danny and Cujo leave, Vlad overhears that Axion’s Head of Security -aka Valerie’s dad- was just fired as a result and follows them for a bit since he’s still trying to find evidence of what happened to Axion’s old security dogs anyway and knows he can’t do anything to expose the company’s animal cruelty without physical evidence.

Not only that, but Vlad’s amazing at reading people and has a good feeling about Damon, he seems like a good man and obviously the poor guy had no idea how to protect the lab against ghosts since they weren’t exactly common knowledge at that point. He’s also a single father and Vlad wants to become like a father-figure to Danny someday so he really envies Damon Gray...

Skipping ahead to when Valerie and Damon almost have to sell everything they own to move to a smaller apartment, Danny and his friends go there to try and help since he feels guilty about what happened but like in the episode, Cujo causes a lot of problems and breaks a lot of their stuff since he can still smell Axion Lab’s scent on them and is desperately looking for his favorite toy.

Unable to stand idly by any longer since Danny’s clearly in over his head managing this ghost dog, Vlad makes his first move to make things a bit easier for his little badger and indirectly gives Damon the good news that the Director of Axion Labs had a sudden ‘change of heart’ and is going to give him another chance at his security job.

Still, independent of her dad, Valerie is dead-set on finding out who that ghost boy and his dog are exactly since she’s sick of all these problems and this is when she begins researching ghosts. The rest happens just like in the episode except the intention behind Vlad giving Valerie ghost hunting equipment is totally different. He actually did some research on her too and found out Valerie is surprisingly skilled in karate and such, even having won several trophies at a young age, and so Vlad decides to take a chance on her by making Valerie a ghost hunter since this might actually help her and Danny in different ways.

Unfortunately, the first thing she does with her new anti-ghost toys which he should have seen coming a mile away is go after Danny which was not Vlad’s intention. So it’s onto plan B on Vlad’s part by finding out what Cujo is after and also making it clear that he doesn’t belong to Danny at all and is therefore not to blame for her family’s misfortune.

On that note, in addition to smoothing things out in that regard, Vlad also plans to reveal to Valerie that it was Danny Fenton of all people who helped her dad get another chance at Axion Labs by asking Vlad Masters -who happens to be an old family friend of his parents from college- for a favor to help them out.

With that settled, Vlad eventually finds the abandoned kennel just before Danny does and once he has what he needs to settle his own affairs, Vlad leaves the rest to Danny and is secretly proud he figured out what kept bringing Cujo back there on his own.

Also, Vlad makes a mental note to remember that Danny’s good with dogs and of course to put someone more responsible in charge of Axion Labs from now on...aka himself.

Not only that, but he plans to keep a closer eye on Valerie from then on too so she doesn’t go after Danny again and wants to make sure he redirects her anger towards other ghosts as an outlet so that Danny won’t have nearly as many ghosts to deal with on his own anymore.

Maternal Instinct

I already wrote a whole post about this so I’m not going to repeat myself, but you can check it out here: https://thesoulspulse.tumblr.com/post/662310410203152385/good-vlad-au-maternal-instinct-re-imagined

Million Dollar Ghost

This one is kinda interesting because I got this idea that instead of Vlad offering a reward for the capture of Danny Phantom since this version would never dream of doing that, a rumor spread on its own in the ghost hunting community which told them that the entirety of Amity Park is haunted by multiple ghosts and has become quite active supernaturally. As a result this eventually catches the attention of lots of well known ghost hunting teams, including the Guys in White.

As a branch of the government the Guys in White try to put pressure on the others, trying to make them all back off since they consider themselves the only ‘real’ professionals there and sadly as a result that includes pushing around Danny’s parents.

The head of the team sent to Amity Park also seems to despise Jack Fenton especially and goes out of his way to humiliate the guy. Basically, this agent is the replacement “Vlad” of this episode.

The funny part is, Vlad DOES decide to visit Amity Park after his portal explodes but this time he mostly just uses it as an excuse to see Danny since he has nothing else better to do in the meantime until he can build a new ghost portal.

Also, don’t worry, his cat Madison was totally unharmed by the explosion since she’s already a ghost cat! But Vlad’s probably pretty sad that he lost a lot of his Packers mementos since were destroyed and he’s going to have to stay in one of his vacation homes until his castle is rebuilt, so being the good girl she is, Madison comforts him with lots of snuggles. I’m just going to pretend his castle ends up being rebuilt more quickly since Vlad has a skilled team of ghost builders on staff or something.

When he arrives in Amity Park though Vlad discovers Jack and Maddie at Casper High since they’ve started running ghost drills there and has no choice but to wait for Danny to come home before saying hello. Vlad also sees Danny unjustly get detention for something his dad did which hardly seems fair, but again he resists the urge to fix that with some carefully timed overshadowing.

As the total opposite of canon Vlad’s intentions, my Good Vlad he feels bad that Jack is having such a hard time thanks to that jerk in the Guys in White and doesn’t want to see Danny’s faith in him falter so unable to watch any longer, Vlad tries to give Jack a chance to show off his skills by sending in his three vultures in to challenge him just like he originally did to test his old friend before “Bitter Reunions.”

Too bad it doesn’t end well and Danny misunderstands him again and thinks Vlad’s a two-faced liar and sent those ghosts after his dad on purpose just to make him look bad. Poor Vladdy can never win when he just wants to help them both be the best they can be!

Danny of course feels angry and betrayed and fights Vlad for a bit who tries to convince him that’s not what he meant to do at all. Eventually Vlad has no choice but to retreat since Danny’s too stubborn to listen to him and goes back to his hotel room to mope about only making himself look bad again in Danny’s eyes.

So really the only major differences here is Vlad’s not there to steal the Fenton Portal at all and he wants to help his best friend look GOOD in front of his son.

After that, the same thing from the canon still happens where Maddie happens to helps Jack catch Danny, who was trying to boost his dad’s confidence again by letting him think he caught him but ended up captured for real. As for Vlad, once he feels better he comes up with a plan to pretend to offer a big reward for the ghost boy but ONLY sends it to Jack as an indirect way to rescue Danny and clear up yet another misunderstanding about his intentions. See? They all care about Jack’s well-being!

During the whole exchange between Danny and his dad, as soon as Vlad overhears the part about the ecto-filtrator not being replaced he panics, traps Jack and Danny in an ecto-energy cage for their own safety and then teleports directly to Fenton Works change it himself before anything happens to Maddie or Jazz. When they realize there are ghosts in the house since Vlad brought his ghost vultures to search for the new filter, he has to trap them too while he takes care of this though so that part also stays the same.

Danny and Jack get free but then they are chased after by the ghost hunters in town which delays their trip home.

Jack somehow manages to get home first and tries to stop Vlad too who insists he’s trying to save them all! But when that fails, Vlad resigns himself to “playing the villain” as planned to boost Jack’s confidence and prays that they’ll fix the portal in time themselves. Basically, Vlad takes a dive on purpose since he knows he had only made things worse by trying to help so much.

Thankfully the day is saved but Vlad’s still upset by how poorly he handled the situation and begins making preparations to hopefully repair the damage he’s done to his relationship with Danny and his family.

To make that easier since the timeline is a bit unclear in a few places, I’m going to say “Maternal Instinct” happens after this episode to help smooth things out between Danny and Vlad.

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