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alwaysjustmina · 4 months

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Whispers of Rain

Chapter 11: Up like the moon and out like the hounds

Commissioned art by @kamonart

Thank you to @papaslittlesunshine for betaing and @midnight-moth for listening to my depraved raindrop thoughts, as always!

Story can be read below the cut or on Ao3

If you like it, I'd love a reblog or likes. Always appreciated!

Dew quickly vacated Eidolon’s lap, his lips still wet with their kiss and stood on shaky legs to turn around. He felt Eidolon reach out to steady him as he too stood, placing his hand on the small of his back. Dew relished the feeling of his calm nature as he looked at Rain.

Rain.

Rain with his little smile on his face, his eyebrows pinched together, tears in his eyes.

Rain.

Rain was trying to ignore the fact that Dew was just on someone else’s lap, kissing someone else. His heart broke at the sight of them. It was his job to reach out and steady Dew, his job to bring him comfort. He swallowed those feelings down as he took a step towards Dew. His hands reaching out in front of him asking, needing to feel him close.

Dew could feel the tremor run through Eidolon’s hand on his back, the small growl in his throat at seeing Rain approaching. He reached behind him and grabbed his hand in a small squeeze, before letting go and putting his feet in motion to bring him closer to Rain.

When they met in the middle of the room, they didn’t immediately touch, instead taking a moment to look at the other as tears streamed down their faces. Dew reached out first, putting his arms around Rain, bringing him flush to his body. Rain’s arms quickly went around his back with the intention of never letting him go again. Rain’s body was racked with sobs as held onto Dewdrop, his tears wet on Dew’s shoulders.

“I am so sorry,” Rain whispered quietly into his ear, a statement just for the two of them.

When Dew choked out and asked why, he continued, “I tried to be here sooner, I tried so hard, but they wouldn't let me, I thought about you everyday, everyday.”

Dew pulled back and looked into Rain’s eyes, the torture these months had wroth, evident on his face. He wondered what Rain had faced topside.

“I missed you so much, Otter.”

They collapsed against each other again, just breathing in the other's scent, listening to their heartbeats sync together once more.

Eidolon watched Rain and Dew, trying to not let his face show the disappointment of being interrupted and be happy for Dew, he knew how much he missed Rain. He could see why he loved him, not just his looks, he was beautiful like Dewdrop, but also he could see how much Rain loved Dew. His emotions were written all over his face. He wondered how they hid their feelings from Ifrit, anyone with eyes could see they were meant for eachother. Eidolon quietly grieved what he knew he wouldn’t have with Dew.

So invested in his thoughts on Rain and Dew he missed when the other ghoul made his way to his side, and was looking him up and down. He turned to address him, introducing himself, when the other ghoul quickly pulled him into a giant bear hug, crushing him to his chest.

“He-Hello?” He tried to squeak out between breaths he was able to take.

“Phantom, he told me he let you go back to our village, why are you still here?” Aether pulled away from the hug, grabbing Eidolon’s face in his hands, turning it every which way, looking for what? He didn’t know.

“You may have me confused with someone else.”

“Phantom, stop joking around.”

Eidolon pushed himself back from the ghoul, his hands on his chest, pushing him away from his body. “I don’t know who Phantom is, my name is Eidolon.”

Aether tried to grab his arm again to pull him closer to his body, but Eidolon was having none of that. He quickly moved to the other side of the tent, his fleeing body grabbing Dew’s attention as he moved.

“Eidolon?” Dew inquired as he moved out of Rain’s arms, but not letting his hand go, their fingers intertwined, smiling to himself when he felt the ring he gave Rain still on his fingers.

Aether moved to approach Eidolon once again, but was quickly shut off in his pursuit by Dew, who placed his hand not attached to Rain up to ward him off, before he moved to stand closer to Eidolon, dragging Rain along with him.

“What’s wrong?”

“He keeps calling me Phantom, I don’t know who he is, Dew.”

Dew quickly turned his head to look at Aether, and mouthed, Phantom, while Aether quickly nodded his head.

“How?” Dew knew Aether had a brother, knew his name was Phantom, but nothing beyond that. The way Aether talked about him he was a lot younger, Dew thought he was still a kit from how he was described.

“I haven’t seen him in so long, but it is him for sure. The fact that Ifrit is calling him Eidolon makes sense too, that is his given name, Phantom was just a nickname I called him.”

“Why don’t I remember you?” Eidolon asked from behind Dewdrop.

“I don’t know, love, but I promise you are him, you are my baby brother.”

Brother? Was this person the embodiment of the family he couldn’t remember? He looked nothing like himself, but that didn’t necessarily mean anything.

Dew saw that Eidolon was reeling from this information, he wanted to reach out and hold him close to tell him it would all be ok. Shower him in the same comfort he always provided for Dewdrop, but the grasp on his hand pulled him back from those feelings before he acted on them. He was torn between not wanting to hurt either of the ghouls next to him. He cared, loved them both. How did this get so messed up?

Rain spoke up from his side pressed up against Dew, “Maybe we should all introduce ourselves?”

“Yes! Eidolon, this is Rain,” motioning to his side, “And this is Aether, Aether, Rain, this is Eidolon.”

Rain offered his hand not attached to Dew to Eidolon, “Eidolon, nice to meet you.”

Eidolon took the offered hand, looking up into Rain’s eyes, the kind smile he offered, Eidolon couldn’t stop himself from smiling back at him. He could feel the warmth in Rain’s hand spread up his arm, taking the chill of the last few moments away. He wondered if it would be weird if he held his hand for awhile. Probably.

He silently turned from Rain to look back at Aether. So this was Aether, the one he was drawn to the story of with his quintessence, was it because he was family, was it because he had the same magic. Like he stated they looked nothing alike, Aether was taller, with a stocky build, his broad shoulders, leading to muscled arms and strong hands that were now gripping his. His hand encompassed Eidolon’s, it was so large, his hand disappeared inside of his much larger one. When he looked at his face, he could see he had similar eyes, if not Aether’s a little darker purple. His hair was lighter, almost more of a brown, as opposed to his own dark tresses. He had a small pensive smile on his lips, and Eidolon knew he just wanted to pull him back into his arms again. He offered a nod of his head and a smile back, which had to be enough for right now.

“How did you even get here?” Dew asked quietly, trying not to add more tension to this already tense moment.

“It is a very long story, which we probably should hold off on for right now and get you two out of here.”

Now that they had their initial meeting they all could recognize the dangerous situation they were in. Rain wouldn’t be able to stop the pounding “thump, thump” of his heart again until he had Dew away from Ifrit, he could see the toll these months had on him. Dew was terrified now that Rain was back in his arms, that Ifrit would finish the job he started and as much as he cherished having Rain there with him again, he wouldn’t be the one to cause his death. If Ifrit touched him, he’d have to go through Dew and they would depart this land together, when he looked at Eidolon, he had the same urge to protect him as well. This was going to get messy if he didn’t figure this out soon.

Aether handed them both cloaks to pull over their clothes, they were in a stark white to show they were part of the attendant staff. He had failed to see the ones that both Rain and Aether had on and pulled back off of their heads. They all quickly donned their cloaks and covered their heads, keeping their heads down, ready to move before Rain whispered to him.

“I am not letting you go again, stay close to me.”

Dew could hear the tremble in his words, he reached out one last time before they stepped out of the tent to grab his hand before pulling it up to his mouth and placing a kiss on his palm. He could hear Rain’s small sigh of happiness before he quieted it back down and left the tent first, Dew right on his heels with Eidolon right behind him and Aether bringing up the rear, surrounding the weaker two from months (or in Eidolon’s case, years) of torture.

As they made their way swiftly between the tents, Dew could hear the moaning from within, the cracks of whips as they sliced through the air, the grunts of pain that followed the snap as it hit flesh, over and over again. He had to remind himself that Rain was in front of him and that he had to stay strong and focused, not get distracted by the inflections of pain going on around him. He knew there were probably so many people in the same situation he was in, but his only job today was to make sure Rain and Eidolon made it out of this compound. Aether could handle himself, he was sure and Dew, himself, didn’t matter, they could kill him to make sure the other two got free. They would always sacrifice themselves for the other, if they could stop trying to not inflect unhappiness on the other, maybe they could then be truly happy and free.

For the most part everyone ignored the four figures moving silently through the grounds, as they got closer to the exit, security picked up a little though and they had to carefully plan their moves. The first checkpoint to exit had Rain offering papers to the guard, mumbling quietly that they were tasked with getting more wine from the local warehouse. Dew waited with baited breath as the guard checked the paperwork and looked them over before waving them through the gate. Dew let out his breath in a huge rush, as Rain chanced a quick look back at him from the front making sure he was ok. He just nodded and they continued.

The next two gates went much the same, they had one more gate to get through and get to the vehicle Rain and Aether had secreted away nearby. This gate would be the hardest. Rain and Aether were prepared for it, they knew from friends that the guards were all tasked with making sure both Dewdrop and Eidolon stayed on the grounds since they were out of Ifrit’s sight for most of the day. Anyone who was found to have let them past, would be dealt with. Swiftly and deadly, so it behooved them to do their job well, paying attention to the smallest detail.

When they approached the last guard, Rain again handed him the papers. The guard asking more indpeth questions than the prior three before asking Rain to remove his hood, which he did without hesitation. When he moved down the line to ask Dew to remove his hood and ask him some question, Rain quickly spoke up and said both him and the next person were mute and unable to answer, but he nodded at Dew and Eidolon to remove their hoods. Hesitantly Dew pulled his back, ready for the alarm to sound, but all the guard did was take a quick look before telling them they could pull their hoods back up. When he got to Aether, he saw he handed him back the papers and took a small envelope back from him at the exchange. He waved them through the gate, making eye contact with Rain and Aether once more before turning back to his task and nodding for the next group to approach.

As they moved through the fields in a light jog, rushing to get to the car, Rain took Dew’s hand in his pulling him along, telling him it wasn’t much further. When he stumbled, he put his arm around Dew’s waist to help him along. The further they ran, the more Dew could feel his energy depleting, it had been so long since he was able to move like this, it was to be expected. The third time he stumbled, Rain looked back at Aether, who came forward quickly, crouching in front of the duo and telling Dew to climb on. Dew looked at him increndulously, he was not going to let him carry him. When Aether asked if he would rather they get caught, then accept help, he shut his mouth and climbed on. Rain fell in step behind them, making sure Eidolon was ok as they continued their trek.

In about another mile they made it to the car, Aether letting Dew down and putting him in the back seat, Rain quickly took the seat beside him after helping Eidolon in the passenger seat as Aether took the wheel. The silence in the car was thick as the car was put in motion. After many minutes of tense quiet Dew could visibly see Rain and Aether calm down and relax. They must have been far enough away from immediate danger.

“Where are we going?” Dew asked from the backseat.

“Somewhere safe until we can secure passage back to the surface.”

Somewhere safe turned out to be a few hours away at a friends house, someone Rain knew from his village. Somewhere Ifrit wouldn’t think to look. The friend had many acres of land around a large lake, thick forrest surrounding them. Dew learned the friend wasn’t there and wasn’t expected back for a few days, giving them the privacy to regroup and reconnect. When Rain asked him where he wanted to sleep, Dew knew Rain was asking if he wanted him in the same room to sleep in. Eidolon was a room down, with Aether across the hall, Dew told Rain the first room was fine for them.

He could feel the bone deep tiredness that was rapidly making his way across his body, he knew that him and Rain had to talk, but they both knew that tonight was not the time for a conversation. Rain watched Dew as he pulled back the covers on his side of the bed before getting in. Dew had gone to the bathroom connected to the room to change out of his other clothes into an offered sleep pants and t-shirt. Opting not to let Rain see the bruises and bites on his body, he didn’t miss Rain’s eyes tracking him across the room. Rain followed his lead, changing in the bathroom before crawling under the covers next to Dew’s warm body, he didn’t know if he should reach out and hold him, if Dew would want that or not. He laid facing Dew watching his chest rise and fall, rather than looking at him in the face.

Timidly, he whispered out, “Can I hold you?”

He saw the flash of pain pass across Dew’s eyes before he nodded. Rain put his arm out along the pillow, showing Dew it was up to him what he allowed. Dew rolled over, his back facing Rain as he pushed his body into his side. Rain could feel his rapid heartbeat through his back, he ran his hand along his hair. He watched as Dew’s breathing got shallower and shallower, his heartbeat never slowing down though. Rain couldn’t sleep at first, he had the constant thought of, how much did Ifrit hurt him? How much did he break him? Will he ever be the same? Rain cried silent tears for what he knew him and Dew had already lost.

#rain ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #aether ghoul #phantom ghoul #Eidolon ghoul #raindrop #whispers of rain #chapter fic #ao3 #rain ghost #dewdrop ghost #ghost band fanfic #ghost band #fan fiction #mina writes

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mary-dreamy · 5 months

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i love fame aus so much like!!!

Jirou being a national punk sensation, along with Tokoyami and Shinsou, and dating media darling Momo, who's also a renowned model✨

Just!!! Them trying to avoid paparazzi on their dates!! Momo attending Jirou's concerts and everyone going wild at how Momo knows all the lyrics by heart!!! Jirou being front row to Momo's fashion shows and being super vocal about how awesome her gf is!!!! I can almost see all of the cute edits of them qjajwjw

I JUST GO FERAL THINKING ABOUT THEM AJSJDJD

AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON THE REST OF THEIR FAMOUS FRIENDS

Like momojirou going to bakugou's michelin star restaurant, making an appearance on mina's viral tiktok account, going on trips with midoriya and uraraka (fellow sweetheart media couple), supporting tsuyu and iida on their olympic dreams, etc.

And can't forget their ties with the Todoroki family, everyone's favorite nepo babies.

I JUST LOVE FAME AUS AND EVERYONE BEING CONNECTED TO EACH OTHER AND BEING WEALTHY AND FABULOUS AND WJAISJSJ

#someone write this for me pls #like i don't have the strenght for it but i NEED IT #also kirishima is a firefighter in this au #it's very important for me that you know that #he gets famous by accident by being on mina's account and everyone thirsts SO HARD FOR HIM #bakugou too obvs #bnha headcannons #bnha #mha #mha fic #momojirou #momo yaoyorozu #mmjr #krbk #class 1a #headcanon #fame au

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pttwice · 4 months

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a little bit more about little autistic!jihyo in my au:

physically she is a baby. she's 5 years old! mina and jeongyeon adopted her when she was three. her biological parents couldn't afford to take care of her financially even though they loved her

the first day at mina and jeong's house, hyo was extremely scared. she refused to sleep in any rooms other than the kitchen on a cot and sleeping bag because every other room smelled too strongly of mina's perfume (which she loves the smell of now) or was too loud.

hyo slept in the kitchen for about a week and if she got too overwhelmed, she'd climb into one of the cabinets where it's dark and safe.

originally, hyo was nonverbal. the only word she'd ever say was "food" and she'd say it even if she wasn't hungry because she didn't know how to tell her mamas if she was upset or tired.

hyo's biological parents couldn't afford to test her but they knew she was neurodivergent in some way. once hyo was comfortable enough with mina and jeong, they got her tested and diagnosed.

hyo's diagnosis didn't worry her mamas and it really helped them understand their new baby girl better.

over the next two years of having hyo, she grew extremely attached to them. she's physically the age and size of a five year old, but mentally she hovers around 2-3.

some days hyo will be extremely talkative, but most of the time she'll communicate with her mamas by drawing or pointing to things.

whenever they go out to eat, her mamas bring a tablet so it's a little easier and faster to communicate to get hyo the food she wants.

i have a lot more set up for this au but i just wanted to share some things to fill in any gaps :) if you're curious about little autistic!jihyo, don't be afraid to let me know! i love talking about her 💚

also for more of a clarifier, i write about this au where she's physically a child and separately little autistic!jihyo in general where she's an adult but she regresses.

#joon writes hcs 🦖#twice #twice fanfic #twice fic #little!jihyo #littleautistic!jihyo au #caregiver!jeongyeon #caregiver!mina #sfw #sfw agere #sfw interaction only

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saturnsorbits · 2 years

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Cocky Bakugo who is all bark and no bite - plays it smooth until you make a move and then turns into a blushing virgin… Vs… Sweet and innocent Kirishima who is all sweaty palms and stuttering compliments until he knows you like him and turns into an actual sex God.

#Sero is simultaneously both of these dualities…#Whereas Denki is neither… And is oblivious all the way.#Mina just knows exactly what she wants and knows how to get it.#(Wanna write a angst - happy ending polycule fic where these two go after the same girl and we get to see these dualities in all thier glory #bc it would be so much fucking fun…)

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thepresentmic · 11 months

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A teaser for some mafia/villain au with Kirishima, Bakugo (or perhaps both?)

"We're too late boss. Someone got to him first." Sero grunted, worrying a toothpick between his lips as he kicked himself off the door of the black Mercedes were he and Mina had been surveying the warehouse from a block back.

Eijirou rolled up the sleeves of his black dress shirt as he stepped out of the town car, Katsuki close on his heels. "And we haven't we gotten to that someone because...?"

The redhead grunted as Katsuki ran his fingers through his hair to smooth it down, before crossing his arms over his chest. Sero and Mina shared a look that made Katsuki bristle.

"The fuck are you extras not telling us?" Red eyes narrowed to slits as he felt the gun strapped to his hip and looked at the warehouse. He didn't like not knowing things. It put him on edge.

Sero walked with them as they strode towards the warehouse. "Think it's best if you see for-"

In the shadows, several guns cocked in succession. Eijirou was most aware of the one with its barrel pressed into the back of his skull.

"Really, Y/N, after all we've been through, is there need for such hostility?"

You stepped closer behind the two, and Katsuki swore you smelled just like he remembered.

You brushed your lips over Eijiou's ear. "I suppose we'll see."

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allfortzu · 1 year

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wherever you are

-- mina / tzuyu. 888, fluff ; requested. MEN DNI.

maybe it was the way tzuyu was looking at her; maybe mina’s known all along.

mina wakes up to an empty bed, arms wrapped around blankets when it should be around someone else.

she turns over and reaches out groggily.

there's nothing but cold sheets and a space too large for mina herself.

tzuyu must be awake.

it's not even seven in the morning, yet here she is.

tzuyu’s already up and running.

she’d thought she could wake up earlier than tzuyu for once, maybe make her breakfast in bed. the least she could do for tzuyu’s birthday.

mina groans, and she would sleep in longer, but she also misses tzuyu already.

so, she hauls herself out of bed. trudges blindly to the kitchen.

it’s even colder outside the bedroom, makes it so easy for her to turn back.

but there’s a certain warmth that comes with the sight of it all –

of tzuyu humming in the kitchen, of tzuyu in mina’s kitchen.

of tzuyu with her, first thing in the mornings, before she’s even woken up.

“morning,” tzuyu says, voice velvety soft. perfect. “you’re up early.”

mina doesn’t reply yet; not much of a talker in the mornings.

tzuyu doesn’t expect her to.

instead, she reaches an arm out –

a silent invitation for mina.

three steps in, and mina is close enough to sink into her completely.

she takes a deep breath, takes all of tzuyu in.

the smell of mina’s sheets, the smell of tzuyu herself.

she sighs; shoulders dropping, muscles loosening. like lava to a mould, gently fitting herself into tzuyu.

she hears tzuyu’s heartbeat, steady and soothing in her ear.

their chests rise and fall together with every exhale, inhale. mina almost falls asleep again.

“happy birthday, tzu,” she mumbles under her breath. “i wanted to make you breakfast.”

tzuyu laughs. her chest rumbles lightly. “sorry, did i ruin your surprise?”

“kinda,” mina huffs, nosing at tzuyu’s jaw.

she plants feathery kisses in its wake, sweet.

tzuyu giggles at the tickle, squirming giddily.

but she still tilts her head ever so slightly, almost reflexively, to capture mina’s lips in a kiss.

and just like that, they’re making out in the kitchen, eyes fluttered close and bodies snug against each other.

it really is too easy for mina to give in – to forget why she was even here in the first place.

tzuyu draws out her kisses, slow and unhurried, and it sends such warmth to mina’s heart – one that settles pleasantly in her chest, like a weighted blanket.

this is my life now, i get to wake up to this every day.

the kiss lingers infinitely, neither of them wanting it to end; it’s as if they both woke up this early just so they could spend those extra minutes kissing each other.

mina sighs into it – tastes honey and sugar and everything sweet on tzuyu’s lips, feels all her worries melt away with tzuyu’s arms around her.

she can’t put a name on it, but tzuyu’s kisses taste like tzuyu.

this is love.

at the thought of it, mina pulls back.

this is love.

despite the suddenness, tzuyu just smiles. she looks at mina with genuine fondness.

of course she does, she’s never doubted mina’s love.

she’s told mina before, but mina has never truly understood it until now.

“i love you,” mina says, for the first time in a while.

for the first time to tzuyu, if that's even possible, with how long she's been feeling this.

maybe it was the way tzuyu was looking at her; maybe mina’s known all along.

“i love you, too,” tzuyu says.

easily, irrefutably.

everything that matters falls into place.

tzuyu.

into mina's hands, into mina's heart.

this is love.

“you should move in," mina tells her. “i don’t think i could go back to how it was before you.”

tzuyu chuckles, eyes curving into the prettiest crescents. “is this my birthday present?”

“it can be,” mina tightens her hold around her lover's waist. “but i would’ve asked even if it wasn’t your birthday.”

tzuyu hums; mina feels so deeply for her, does tzuyu even know?

“i know,” tzuyu says.

doesn’t she always?

“i’m practically moved in, anyways. aren’t i?”

mina smiles. “but now it’s official.”

"that has a nice ring to it," tzuyu muses.

mina hums in agreement.

seeing you here everyday has a nice ring to it.

“go," mina lays a palm on tzuyu's chest. "i’ll make breakfast.”

and so it goes.

tzuyu sits on the other side of the counter, watching mina work her way through their kitchen.

mina puts four eggs into a pot and pan fries some bread.

“did we get butter when we went grocery shopping yesterday?”

“yeah, bottom left,” tzuyu says. mina's head is in the fridge now. “what are you making?”

“nothing much. half-boiled eggs and toast,” mina pauses. “and butter!”

she raises her hand up in victory, the butter located.

tzuyu thinks she could definitely get used to it, waking up to mina just like this every day.

mina doesn’t take long; two slices of toast served with half-boiled egg over the top, and a piece of butter somewhere in there.

“try it,” mina beams.

so, tzuyu does – one bite out of it.

“how is it?”

it’s different – the egg more cooked than she’s used to, the toast much richer than she’s ever tried.

“tastes like the best birthday gift ever,” tzuyu grins.

it's different – because it's mina's.

bits of love scattered in how cooked she likes her eggs, how toasty she likes her bread.

she could get used to this. she already has.

tastes something similar to home.

an idea of what the rest of our lives together could be. an idea of everything i could never tire of.

you and me.

love, tzuyu thinks, this is love.

happy birthday to tzuyu, love in its entirety <3

thank you for reading! interactions truly appreciated, have an amazing tzuyu day <3

#twice imagines #mina x tzuyu #twice fluff #myoui mina #chou tzuyu #title: happy birthday to you by nayeon #mitzu #truly on of the best bsides!!! undefeated #thank you to ghostykapi for asking me to write mitzu <3 #its short because i wanted to get it out in time for tzuyus bday but i hope its still good!!#sorry its so sappy but actually not sorry!!! i love sap i love cringe i love dramaticising the themes!#and the theme is always love!!!!#happy birthday tzuyu!!!#twice fics

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bluecatwriter · 8 months

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Droughtcula Reading: Phonograph/Train Edition

Some more fic recs for the days of silence! First, some of mine:

You Will Not Call in Vain: "When Arthur Holmwood meets Mina Harker for the first time, he feels as if they've known each other forever. Unfortunately, the vow he makes to her has horrifying consequences only twelve days later." (Arthur & Mina, rated Teen)

Words and Voice Fail Me: "When Jack Seward has a breakdown trying to record on his phonograph on October 11th, Arthur comes to comfort him." (Jack/Arthur, rated Mature)

The Train Trip: "Over the course of two nights, the six members of the Crew of Light try to get a good night's sleep on the train to Varna. Only two of the crew succeed." (Jonathan/Mina, Jack/Van Helsing, Quincey/Arthur. Rated Teen but actually should probably be rated Mature for thematic elements. Heed the tags. Fun fact: this was the first Dracula fic I ever wrote! Good to see that I still shipped both Harkward and Yeehawrker even back then.)

Other people's fics I love:

Tear-Hunting Terriers by SupposedToBeWriting: An incredibly sweet and heartbreaking little scene between Arthur and Jonathan, set about October 4th. (Rated Teen)

Requite by demonrubberduckie: Jack breaks down crying on his phonograph... Quincey and Arthur decide to comfort him. (Rated Explicit.)

Paris to Varna by MildredMost: The Suitor Squad pass the time on the train to Varna. (Rated Explicit.)

Dance of a Long-Dead Princess by Zenolalia: Jonathan and Mina make love on a train, and Mina has some fantasies of the others in their group. (Rated Explicit)

Kiss Him No More by DribbledScribbles: Dracula spies on the Harkers through Mina's eyes. Read only if you enjoy pain and suffering! ;) (Rated Mature)

#dracula daily #my writing #ao3fic #fic recs #jonmina #helward #morwood #holmward #dracula (novel)#re: dracula #dracula fanfiction #jonathan harker #mina harker #jack seward #quincey morris #arthur holmwood #count dracula #abraham van helsing

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danceswithsporks · 8 months

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Hiiii, I'm dipping my toes nervously in the world of asks 🫣😂

I'd like to request "did you just kiss me to shut me up?" With Howzer (or Rex, if you have a preference)

Maybe Reader is rambling about something, getting lost in their thoughts. Maybe even building up some anxiety from overthinking? Or just sort of a special interest rant what ever tickles your fancy more. (Reader thinks they're annoying him)

GN reader if possible :)

Feel free to ignore if it's not up your alley and have a great day 🫶🏼

Motte! Thank you for dropping a request!! It always makes me so happy to se you pop up in my notifications!!

I hope I did your request justice with this! While it’s currently just Rex, I do have plans to add Baja Blast daddy Howzer in later! (I’ll tag ya when that happens)

Took so much for me not to go full fic length with this! It was such a cute idea!

“Did you just kiss me to shut me up?”

You stared at the smoking remains of your crashed starship. Debris had hit the thrusters and knocked you out of the sky. if not for Rex’s expert piloting skills, you’d be dead.

“Fuck, no one knows where we are and the comms are fried.” You chewed your lip nervously. A covert mission with very few knowing your destination and even fewer knowing the exact route you were taking. Those few being you and your captain.

Rex could see the panic beginning to settle into you. “Don't panic. I’m sure we can figure something out. Besides, General Skywalker was supposed to be following a day behind us.”

You quickly turned from the sizzling console in front of you, shock in your eyes. “You told him our route?” Only you two were supposed to know! When Rex shrugged and nodded you felt an anger boil within you. “How could you tell him without telling me? I know you don’t trust me as far as you can throw me but this was my mission. I was in charge! This was my chance to prove myself.”

“I was doing my job as a soldier. Making sure our commanding officer knew our route in case something like this happened.” His arms crossed with a humph before wincing slightly. It seemed he’d injured himself in the crash after all. Golden eyes checked to see if you’d noticed the way he’d grabbed at his shoulder and when he found a worried look on your face l, he knew you had.

“You're injured.” Rushing to the back of the ship, you managed to find and pull out the med pack that Kix had packed for you both. On top of medical supplies, there were also three days of rations within for emergencies.

“I’m fine, Commander.” He watched you carefully as you flitted around the ship looking for emergency supplies. Every time you found something you’d run it over to his feet and drop it before running back to the ship. Each time he tried to offer to help and you’d simply push him back into place. After a few minutes, you finally slowed and dropped the small crate that would house your emergency tent. “Commander, I’m fine.”

“Still, I’d rather take a look at it to be sure. Last thing we need is you being injured.” Until you were back on the Resolute and near a bacta tank all you had were some patches and spray. If a bone was broken or dislocated he’d be screwed. It took you a moment to configure everything so you could successfully carry the two bags and the tent crate. As well as having a free hand to grab firewood as you moved away from the crash site. “Let’s get someplace more secure then I’ll take a look.”

“Commander” his words were stopped as you shot him a glance that said ‘end of questions’ he decided to ask just one more. “At least let me carry something?” Rex held his hand out to you waiting for you to pass something over. When you shook your head and began to walk into the woods around you, he sighed and followed close behind. He tried his best to keep a close eye on the area around the both of you as you trekked through the woods, but your ass in your Jedi armor was just too damn sexy to ignore.

Months, it had been literal months since you joined the Resolute and he’d gotten his first look at you. You were everything he’d dreamed of. Kind, sweet, and caring with a heart far too pure for a war-torn galaxy like yours. You cared for his brothers and himself more than even General Skywalker and Ahsoka did and you always found time to relax in the barracks with all of them and chat or listen to their woes. You’d even given him advice on how to ask out the person he'd been crushing on without even realizing it was you. Rex chewed his lip as you stopped and bent over to pick up some wood. The way your ass looked in those pants was absolutely mesmerizing and he felt filthy just imagining you bent over in front of him naked.

He was such a confusing man. You constantly got feelings of adoration and desire from him whenever you were near one another and while you had been crushing on him since your first day with the 501st, it was hard to gauge where you stood with him. You’d helped him out when he’d asked for dating advice, even if it did kill you inside to know he was crushing on someone else, and you found him always joining you and the others in the barracks when you’d all relax with one another. But he’d never made a move or even a flirting comment to let you know his feelings. For all you knew he simply saw you as a friend or worse, a sibling. It was that thought rushing through your stressed-out mind as you stopped to pick up a few dry twigs for the fire that was suddenly interrupted by the intense feeling of desire coming from the clone. It had to be a mistake, perhaps you were simply reading the emotion wrong? A shudder ran through your body at the thought of you two naked and him holding you ran wild through your mind. How many dreams have you had in the last few months of that very scenario? Rex cleared his throat from behind you, pulling you from your dirty thoughts. “Everything ok?” You turned and stepped back over to him, looking him over for discomfort.

Stars, those eyes of yours were always so warm and welcoming to him. No matter the situation, he knew he could rely on them for comfort and understanding. “Y-yeah. Spotted a mountain peeking through those bushes, figured we might be able to find a cave or use it as a partial wall for protection.” He motioned in the direction he’d just mentioned, sure enough, the gray of a mountain could be seen through the lush greens and browns of the woods around you.

You balanced everything in your arms into one hand and used the force to move some of the debris and earth out of the way, revealing a small overhang at the base of the mountain. It wasn’t a cave, but it would be enough to build a barrier around and store the heat from your fire. “Nice eyes, Captain.” In both catching the mountain before you passed it and in color. Maker, how you adored the golden color of his eyes. How they reminded you of the warm sun in the early hours of the morning and the comfort of a hot cup of caf with cream. If you weren’t such a tip-yip when it came to flirting with him then you would have told him as much. But you were, so instead you just led the way towards the overhang.

It seemed secure enough and once the two of you set up the tent and a barrier generator, it was perfectly safe. It took you moments to get a fire started and with that settled you turned your attention to Rex. “Alright, armor off.” You’d already shed your robes and sat in your base layers next to the fire. Beside you, the med kit sat open and ready for use and the warmth of the fire beckoned him to join you. “Promise I’ll be gentle.”

Rex swallowed the lump that had been forming in his throat as he carefully reached up to unlatch the pauldron on his left arm, the armor clattered to the dirt ground with a thud before he attempted to unlatch the right side. But the pain in his shoulder was too much and he winced in pain. It was definitely sprained if not dislocated.

“Here, let me help.”

He froze at the gentle sound of your voice as you carefully stepped around the fallen armor. You stared at him with those caring eyes, asking for permission to touch his armor and him. Rex nodded slowly and inhaled as your fingers carefully ran over the pauldron looking for the latch.

You thankfully knew what you were doing thanks to Fives and Echo showing you how the armor worked. It took only a moment for you to find the latch and once you did the armor clattered to the ground at your feet. A few more latches and the chest plate followed suit. Soon he was standing before you with just his lower armor on and his black top. “I’ll need to remove this.” You tugged at his shirt to make it clear what you meant. Rex stared at you for a moment as if lost in his thoughts before nodding and moving his good arm to pull the shirt off. You had every intention of helping him but between the sight of him easily reaching behind his neck with one hand and pulling off the shirt, and the thickness of the air that hung between the two of you, it was impossible to move.

Fuck, he was so much more handsome than you could have ever expected. Sure, you’d seen Fives and the others topless at the swimming arena in the Coruscant barracks, but never Rex. He’d always made himself sparse when it came time to swim. You had no clue why he would be so shy when he was stunning to look at. The muscles that rippled and covered his body were almost intoxicating and the many scars that covered it just made him even more beautiful. It was him clearing his throat that made you realize you were staring. You quickly shifted your eyes to his shoulder in hopes of playing off what had just happened as just general concern, you truly hoped it worked.

Your eyes fell on the already bruising shoulder and you made a worried face. “That doesn’t look good.” You reached down quickly and took his hand, leading him to the fire.

Rex nearly collapsed at the feeling of you touching him and helping with his armor, as soon as you’d tugged on his shirt his knees had felt like jelly. He’d done so well avoiding you seeing the scars that littered his body, worried that you’d find them repulsive. You weren’t like that though and he knew you weren’t like that, but even still he worried. So he’d always find an excuse to avoid swimming with you and the boys, something he regretted every time because Kriff, he really wanted to be as near to you as possible. Rex didn’t hear a single word you said as you pulled him towards the fire, worry taking over your inquisitive features.

A hiss came from the clone captain as you carefully ran your fingers over the injured shoulder. “I’m sorry.” You chewed your lip in worry as you pulled out a portable scanner and ran it over his shoulder slowly. A long sigh left you as you took in the results. “Your shoulder is dislocated.” Turning the device so he could see, you began to think about how to fix this.

“You’ll have to set it then.” He’d tried to say it with as calm a face as possible but he knew the pain could be immense. Looking at you, he found your face filled with shock and worry. “Hey, I know you can do this.”

“It’s going to hurt like hell and Kix didn’t pack any pain reliever of that level.” He’d only packed the basics. “You could potentially black out from the pain alone.” And for you to be the cause of that pain? You hated to even think about it.

“Rather be in pain for a moment than the three-day minimum it’ll take for them to track us.” That’s if the mayday transponder was broadcasting. If they missed you two then it could be even longer. “I trust ya, Commander.” He reached over and squeezed your hand gently while nodding reassuringly to you.

Oh, he was dead serious about you doing this! A lump you hadn’t even realized was in your throat was swallowed as you nodded back. “O-ok.” Kriff you were gonna do this. “I-if you pass out. I’ll never forgive you for leaving me alone here for even a moment.” You stood and repositioned yourself behind him. “Here, lay back.” Grabbing one of your robes, you threw it down so his head wouldn’t be in the dirt. “I need you to lay flat.”

“I won’t leave ya alone. I swear.” He swallowed at the feeling of your hands on his bare shoulder while you guided him down to the ground. “Sounds like ya know what your doin'.” Man, he really hoped you knew what you were doing.

“I’ve read about doing this, but never attempted it myself.” Your eyes slid away from his and looked around for something to bite down on. “Here” you pulled your holster over and discarded the contents unceremoniously before passing it to Rex. “But down on this.” The last thing you needed was his screams of pain drawing any unneeded attention.

“I can’t, not on that. You said your master gave that to you before she died.” He’d very clearly remember that story, like he did with every tale you told them.

He’d remembered that? Oh, your heart fluttered so much. “Yeah. But I can always get a new one. Can’t get a new you.” Before he could remark, you slid the leather into his mouth. “Tell me to stop if it becomes too much.”

The redness creeping across your cheeks was downright heart-stopping. You were flirting with him, weren’t you? Did that mean… his thoughts were ripped from him as you carefully moved his injured arm in small circular motions while keeping his arm leveled with his body, Rex fought the urge to scream as best as he could but it truly felt like you were ripping his arm off.

Tears burned your eyes as you continued to move his arm 90 degrees with his body. The little two-inch circles you were making worked to wiggle the joint back into its socket. You held your breath, waiting for him to tell you to stop but he continued to groan and scream through the pain. No longer were his warm and comforting golden eyes watching you, instead they were squeezed shut as he tried to stay conscious. “A-almost there.” If you did it right then as you lived his arm towards a 120-degree position you’d hear a…

*pop*

“That’s it!” You carefully returned his arm to resting over his stomach as you dove for the medic pack. You could have sworn there was a sling in there.

Rex felt like he was going to pass out and vomit at the same time from the pain. The excitement in your voice as you declared it in place was wonderful to hear down the long tunnel you seemed to suddenly be in. “G-great job, Mesh’la.” Rex groaned slightly as his good arm covered his eyes, the darkness pulling at the corners. “Ya…did..it.”

“Mesh’la?” Echo had told you about these terms of endearment after Jesse had called you cyare. But to hear Rex actually call you that had nearly knocked you out! That had to mean he liked you like you liked him! Turning back to him with the sling in hand, you let out a shriek as you realized he’d passed out. “Rex? Rex!”

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It was dark by the time Rex had come to, his arm now secured in a sling and his head propped on a bundle of your robes. “Commander?” He sat up quickly and looked around for you, finding you close to the fire with your knees pulled up to your chin. When you didn’t look at him he worried that he’d upset you by passing out after saying he wouldn’t. He hadn’t meant to, it seemed with everything that had happened that day his body was just done.

Hearing his voice after you’d finally calmed yourself down was like the sweetest thing ever. But at the same time, it wasn’t, for it meant facing the anger that was inside you at him. He’d assured you he wouldn’t leave you alone and yet he’d passed out for four hours! How could you not be mad? “How are you feeling?” Your voice was void of any emotion as you walked over to him and checked the sling. “Any more pain?”

“No. Just dull.” The way you avoided making eye contact with him stung. He’d essentially promised you he wouldn’t and yet he had, you had every right to be upset with him. Reaching up, he took your hand in his and tried his best to meet your eyes. “I’m sorry.”

“Does it feel cold? Hot?” You slid your hand from his and tapped at the hand in the sling. “What about this?” You fought the urge to cry and yell at him bubbling within you.

“Commander.” Rex tried to get your attention once more.

“If it’s cold then you’re losing circulation and I may have pinched something.”

“Commander, please.”

“But if it’s getting hot then there may be an infection starting. But I did give you an antibiotic stem so that shouldn’t be the case.”

Rex sighed as you continued to ramble on, ignoring him. He’d seen you like this one other time when Hardcase had injured himself trying to play a prank on Jesse. You’d become so focused on taking care of him that it had taken them nearly an hour to focus once more. “It feels fine.”

“The bruising has started to diminish a bit and I’m not seeing any swelling so that’s a good sign.” You tried to ignore the way his fingers on his injured hand wrapped around yours. “Oh good, you have movement there,”

“Please, look at me.”

“I went through our rations while you were out. Seems if we take our time we should have enough to last a week.” You motioned across your little campsite to the tent crate that now held those rations. “Tomorrow I can go look for a freshwater source and then maybe we could f-“

Your words were cut off by his lips against yours. Everything seemed to spin and explode at the same time as his lips continued to press and rub against yours. You melted into the kiss while your hand found his cheek and you held him close. This was happening! He was kissing you! Your Captain Rex was kissing you right here and now. It lasted for a mere minute but it felt as though it had been an hour. A whine left you as he pulled away to check on you.

“I’m sorry. But you wouldn’t stop…” Rex was cut off by your hand going up to stop him while your other one hovered by your lips in surprise.

“D-did you kiss me to shut me up?” Was that all it had been? A way to shut you up? Honestly, you’d do it again just for the same outcome. But you’d never tell him that.

“You were spiraling like that time with Hardcase.” His good hand held your cheek gently while his thumb ran across your smooth skin. “I’m sorry for passing out.”

So he’s done it to get you quiet so he could apologize. “Oh. It’s…it’s ok.” It seemed so meaningless to be upset by something he clearly couldn’t control. “I’m just…glad your o…”

“Can I kiss you again?” The words left Rex before he could even think about them.

“Please.” Came out like a needy little whine that made your cheeks flare. “I mean, yes. I-I’d like that.”

“Really?” Rex felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest. You wanted him to kiss you again.

“Oh, Rex. Of course, I do. I’ve wanted you to kiss me for months.” Might as well let the loth cat out of the bag fully. “I've just…never been brave enough to say something.”

“That’s the first time I’ve heard you just call me Rex and not Captain.” And oh how he loved the sound of his name on your lips. You admitted how long you’d wanted him to kiss you and with a chuckle, he shook his head. “I’ve been wanting to for months. But I didn’t know how to even begin. That’s…why I asked for your advice.”

Now it all made sense. He’d been talking about you when he mentioned liking someone who lit up his world. “I…light up your world?”

“Stars, Yes. Whenever you smile, or laugh or hells just look at me!” Rex leaned forward and pressed his lips against yours once more, excited to feel you part your lips and allow him in.

His tongue danced with yours and you saw actual stars. He tasted like everything you’d hoped for. So sweet and filled with eager affection. You hummed happily and wrapped your arm around his neck carefully, pulling him close. You chuckled into his lips as so many things became clear now that you knew he had crushed on you.

Were you really laughing right now? Rex pulled away and smiled at you sweetly as he brushed his finger across your cheek.”What's so funny?”

“When I found that pack of Chandriian butter cookies on my bed, that was you, wasn’t it?” He smirked at you and your heart fluttered. “I had a feeling.”

Rex shrugged as he thought back to that day. “You said to give them something they enjoyed. You’ve constantly talked up those cookies. I knew I couldn’t go wrong with them.” He reached over and tilted your chin up toward him. “I hope you enjoyed them.”

“I did. Now that I know who gave them to me, I can thank you properly.” Moving for him, you pressed your lips against his once more and savored the way he smiled into you. His good arm wrapped around your back and held you close. Your head swam with feelings of delight and desire as he rubbed your side gently. “So much I’ll be thanking you for.”

“Then let me thank you first.” When you raised an eyebrow at him, he chuckled. “For saving my arm, my men and myself. Before you joined us, life was surprisingly dull. Even with Skywalker as our General. But you gave us something to look forward to. You always tell the men the sweetest stories and listen to all of their woes. Thank you, Mesh’la, for being so wonderful.” He peppered a few kisses against your lips as he spoke and thanked you.

“Perhaps we’ll be saying thank you to one another until they rescue us.” For you too had so much to thank him for.

Rex smirked at the idea. “Then let’s get started now”. Leaning down he pulled you carefully into another kiss. He’d kiss you every moment of every hour, of every minute until you were saved and so much longer after

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sotwk · 4 months

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Italian with a history degree here! Northern to be specific: it used to rain a lot in spring, then climate change happened but during medieval times my region was basically a rainy swamp so it makes sense if you are basing Gondor on northern Italy to make it rainy. (Consider that rice is a major export of my region and it needs a lot of water to be planted)

Also we do love the wet Éomer trope here (the president told me) and we love the idea of wet Éomer in a Italy-based-Gondorian-country.

Hope this helps byeeee

This made me squeal with joy, Anon! Thank you so much for coming forward with this info. I shall take it the final blessing to continue dumping gallons of rain on Éomer in this fic and whatever else I have planned for him in the future. XD

I love Italy so much! It is just one of the two European countries I've travelled to, but it's safe to say if I could live anywhere in Europe, that would be my first choice! And I happily subscribe to Gondor being based on Italy, as Tolkien himself went on record as saying. Two beautiful countries in my head! <3

Also! Thank you for reminding me that rice could also have been grown in Gondor, that's another headcanon that I can make great use of! I'm a Woodland Realm/Mirkwood specialist who is about to launch TWO multi-chapter fics that will mostly be set in Gondor, so I'm a little nervous and insecure about that. It's nice to know there are people willing to help out with some worldbuilding input!

Anyway... full speed ahead for Wet Éomer!!!

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Ch 6: Coming Together & Falling Apart

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Pairing: Sebagni, Vintanaka, Seb & Tanaka, Bard/Agni, etc

Words: ~46K total

Chapter Summary: While Sebastian and Agni grow closer, they both begin to see their relationship transforming, and Sebastian begins to realize how important Agni is to him. But when Agni's aunt gives him an unexpected gift, Agni's carefully constructed barriers begin to crumble, pushing him to behave in a reckless and risky way.

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Fic Summary: Agni, a home-care nurse, has had his share of difficult patients, but now he's up for his biggest challenge yet. Sebastian is young, seriously ill, and angry, but Agni is determined to help him anyway. Will the two be able to synchronize and move forward, or will Sebastian forever let his bitterness over his past trauma hold him back?

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Reblogs appreciated, as always!

This chapter is a little shorter than the others, but packs an enormous emotional punch. Thank you again to everyone who has supported this story.

#black butler #黒執事 #sebagni #bardagni #synchronize au #modern au #fan fic #poi writes #sebastian michaelis #agni #angst #tanaka #bard #mina #update #ch 6 #coming together & falling apart #chronic illness au #medical au

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alwaysjustmina · 4 months

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Whispers of Rain

Chapter 12: Just a Stoic Statue, Fit for Nobody

Thank you to @papaslittlesunshine for editing this and @midnight-moth for listening to my daily depraved thoughts. Also, thank you to @kamonart for the beautiful artwork for this story.

Fyi this chapter may hurt, but no major warnings.

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Rain awoke in the very early morning hours, the darkness of outside just starting to be pushed away. He reached to curl around Dew, to pull him close and realized with a stabbing jolt to his being that Dew wasn’t next to him, the panic quick to overtake his thoughts. He rushed from the bed to Aether’s room, waking him and yelling that they needed to find him. They searched the house, before finding themselves outside Eidolon’s room, the door slightly cracked. They slowly opened the door to find both Dew and Eidolon fast asleep grasping each other in a tight embrace. Rain gasped quietly before he pulled back hurriedly from the room. Aether followed him silently, pulling the bedroom door shut firmly. He had seen Rain’s eyes when he turned from the room. The sorrow, the questions. His heart broke for what was in front of all of their faces.

“Rain, wait.” Aether quietly spoke. Rain stopped but didn’t turn. His shoulders hunched over, his arms around his middle, holding himself.

Aether quickly enveloped him from behind in a hug,holding him. “You need to give him time, we don’t know the extent of what they’ve been through, they have only had each other.” Rain nodded, but couldn’t contain the quiet cry bursting from his body.

“I just want to hold him, I want to take away the pain, I want to be the one he goes to.”

Nothing Aether could say would take away the pain, he knew that Dew just needed time though. Rain knew this too, but it still couldn’t stop his heart from breaking.

Dew had awoken in the middle of the night, curled into Rain’s arms. The dream he had just had broke him out of sound sleep, a sleep like he hadn’t had in many, many months. He was still in shock that he was here with Rain again, that it was his arms encircling his body. He watched Rain as he slept, breathing in and out slowly, his pouty lips wet with spit. In his sleep, his hair had fallen across face, Dew reached up to push it out of his face, gently moving it from in front of his eyes. His hand lingered in his hair as he tucked it behind Rain’s ear, marveling at the silkiness.

As he touched his hair lightly, Rain scrunched his nose before emitting a soft sigh and a smile graced his lips. He was beautiful, this perfect creature who somehow ended up in love with Dew. Dew had missed him so badly, when Ifrit had said he was dead, he had stupidly believed him. His world had shattered into multiple pieces, pieces he never thought he would be able to pick back up and put in anything resembling a shape. The only way he was functioning now was because of Eidolon. He had seen him through the dark, held his hand to the other side so that he could once again see Rain, be present and thankful for his love.

I don’t deserve him.

I don’t deserve either of them.

I am disgusting.

How can they say they love me?

Debilitating thoughts plagued his mind as he watched Rain sleep. The fear overtaking his insides so quickly it left him breathless. His mind seizing in pain, he pulled out of Rain’s grasp. He wasn’t worthy of his comfort.

Dew quietly padded from the bed towards the door, he needed to get out of this room before he woke him, before he lost his shit. He turned back towards Rain before he shut the door, the moonglow from outside played across his face, his hand reaching across the bed, searching for the man he used to know. That Dew didn’t exist here any longer.

Dew had planned to go downstairs to sit on the couch and await the dawn alone, but his plans changed when he heard a whimper from the bedroom next to them. He quickly made his way into Eidolon’’s room, opening the door to make sure he was ok. Their eyes met across the room, Neither able to sleep it seemed.

“You ok?” Dew asked quietly as he sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for Eidolon to respond.

“I don’t know. You ok?”

“I don’t know.” Dew answered back the same words, the same meaning.

Eidolon pushed back the covers and reached for Dew, offering his hand to hold. Dew quickly took his hand in his, grasping it tightly. As Eidolon watched he saw the tremor take over Dew’s body, the tears streaming down his face. He quickly sat up and pulled Dew to him, his arms encircling his waist, bringing him closer.

“I don’t know if I can do this?” He said between broken sobs.

“Do what?” Eidolon asked, “You can do anything, you are the strongest person I have ever met.”

“I was ready for death, I was ready for it to be over, I knew what I was going to do last night, my only goal was to get you out of there before I ended it all.”

“Dew.”

“It was my only priority.” He held his head in his hand, the other gripping onto Eidolon as if he was his only anchor to this world. His breathing broken, the hitching in his voice carrying his sorrow and fear.

Eidolon pulled him closer,bringing him to sit on his lap, his chin hooked over his shoulder, brushing his hair from his face. Eidolon let him get it all out in the quiet morning hours, just whispering words of encouragement as he caressed his back and ran his hand through his hair. It took awhile but Dew slowly relaxed in his arms.

“I don’t deserve him,” he whispered quietly when the sobbing had stopped.

Eidolon’s heart broke for him, broke for himself, broke for Rain. He didn’t know what to say, he just held him tighter.

“I don’t deserve you, either.” Dew said it so quietly, Eidolon wasn’t sure he heard him right.

“Dew you deserve everything, you protected us, both of us. This wasn’t your fault what Ifrit did.”

Dew shook his head and looked at Eidolon, “Yes, it is. I loved him, why didn’t I see that he was this messed up? I am just as messed up as him for loving him, this is my fault.”

Eidolon knew he wasn’t going to get through to him, he was lost in his fear and memories of the last months. As they held each other, their pain mirroring the others, they slowly lost the battle against exhaustion and reclined further back on the bed until they were laying side by side, arms and legs entwined. Holding onto the other as if their lives depended on it.

Dew and Eidolon made their way downstairs the next morning, not saying anything. Dew knew Rain was probably up, and he knew if he had seen them together that he would have had a lot of questions. Questions Dew wasn’t sure if he was ready to answer.

Aether and Rain were sitting in the dining room, next to the kitchen, in silence, the looks on their faces looked like they had been having an in depth conversation. Did they stop because of Dew and Eidolon?

“Dew, Eidolon, coffee?” Aether asked as he saw them, he quickly rose from his seat across from Rain and moved towards the pot to pour for the two of them when they both nodded. Dew moved into Aether’s vacated seat, Eidolon sitting beside him. He looked up to see Rain already looking at him, his eyes haunted and blood shot. Yeah, Rain knew he had fallen asleep in Eidolon’s room. He quickly looked away to see Aether approach the table with two steaming cups and placed them in front of them before grabbing his and Rain’s to refill as well.

The silence around the table was uncomfortable, not how Rain nor Dew thought their reunion would be. All Rain wanted was Dew next to him, with his hand in his, they could face everything else as it came, together. It felt though that they were worlds apart though. Rain knew that Dew had been through alot and he had to give him time, his heart just grieved that he wasn’t the person Dew turned to. He silently wiped the tears forming in his eyes hopefully before anyone saw them.

Clearing his throat as he sat, Aether asked, “You both are probably hungry, what would you like, there is stuff here, but I can run out if I need to.”

Eidolon spoke up, he knew Dew was spiraling and he had seen the tears in Rain’s eyes, “Yes, it has been a day since either of us have eaten and I know Dew has lost weight here, so anything would be good.”

“Ok then, I can do that. Care to help me?” He asked Eidolon.

Eidolon looked at Dew before agreeing to assist, Dew nodded his head at him, indicating that he would be ok. He hated the idea of leaving Dew alone after last night, not alone but without him being there if he needed him again. He knew he had Rain, but he still wanted to be his friend.

In the kitchen, Aether was already pulling out all the ingredients to make breakfast. He couldn’t get over the fact that he was his brother. There was a small glimmer of hope in his chest that he would get to know him, or that whatever was wrong with his memory would fix itself so he could remember him, remember his family.

Aether could see Eidolon struggling with all of the stress of the situation, but he had to get him out of that room so that Dew and Rain could talk. He wished he could hold his baby brother and tell him he would take away all of the pain, all of the past memories with Ifrit, but he was terrified that gesture would be rejected. Instead, he handed Eidolon ingredients to start working with. They worked in relative silence for a while before Eidolon broke the silence.

“Do you think Dew is ok?” He asked tentatively.

“You care about him a lot, don’t you?” Aether mumbled quietly before adding, “He will be fine, I have never seen a stronger connection than what those two have, they just need a moment to talk.”

Eidolon twisted his hands, his nerves showing through his motions, “I just don’t want him to feel alone or like he has to save all of us.”

Aether turned to look at Eidolon, studying the set of his jaw, the slight wobble of his chin, his eyes glassy. He reached out to put a hand on Eidolon’s arm before saying, “You’ve got me, Eidolon. I promise I will do whatever I can to keep you safe, Dew can take a break from that position. It will give him and Rain time to reunite and you and I to get to know each other again.”

Still Eidolon looked through the door to the dining room, trying to make sure Dew was ok. He kept telling himself, don’t be selfish, Rain is his mate, he doesn’t want you, it doesn’t matter that you are in love with him.

Aether watched him as he kept looking back and forth, he knew as he watched, that Eidolon was in love with Dew. Oh, baby, Phantom,, he thought, I wish I could take that heartbreak from you.

“Would you like to get to know me?” Aether spoke up, pulling Eidolon’s attention back to him.

Eidolon didn’t respond at first as studied he Aether, trying to see if he was being sincere. He decided to take that first step though and silently nodded his head. They had all the time in the world and he looked forward to getting to know him and maybe to distract himself from his heart breaking.

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When Rain and Dew were alone in the room the silence stretched even further. Neither knowing how or where to start. Finally Rain broke the silence.

“How did you sleep?” There was no bitterness in his words, only concern.

“I had a nightmare and couldn’t sleep so I got up and walked around for a while.” Not mentioning his trip into Eidolon’s room.

Rain’s eyes looked everywhere but at Dew as he responded, “You know you could have woken me, I want to be there for you when you're hurting.”

Dew couldn’t respond, he knew this, he knew he could wake Rain and he would do whatever was needed to make Dew happy, safe, loved. Dew was broken though, Rain didn’t need to know the extent of how much.

Rain made the first move, putting his hand on the table, open to see if Dew would hold it. Dew looked at it and a sob bubbled to the surface before he grabbed the lifeline Rain offered. They both cried as they held hands before Rain, whispered, “Come here.”

On shaky legs Dew moved to sit next to Rain, crashing into his side as he put his arm around Dew and held their bodies flush together. Dew continued to cry as Rain held him. Whispering in his ear, “I love you, Dewdrop, you don’t need to hide from me, I am here. Whatever you need, I am here, always.”

No more words were said, this wasn’t the time, they needed to have a conversation, but needed the time that having two other people in a room next to them didn’t afford. They clung to each other before they were interrupted by the others bringing in heaping platefuls of food to the table.

Plates were set in front of Rain and Dew filled to the brim with different choices of savory and sweet. The other two sat across from them as they dug into their food. Rain picked up his fork to eat while still keeping an arm around Dewdrop. When Dew made no move to eat and just pushed his plate away, Rain nudged his side and whispered that he had to eat something even if it was just a few bites. When he still didn’t eat, Rain didn’t push it further, he leaned down and kissed Dew’s forehead before continuing with his food.

Eidolon noticed the exchange and when Rain didn’t push he became irritated, Dew needed to eat, he knew it had been days since his last meal, his energy quickly depleting because of it. He wouldn’t let Dew give up.

“Dew, you have to eat.”

“I am not hungry, Eidolon.” He mumbled back.

“Dew it has been days since you have eaten anything.”

When he didn’t answer or move to his plate, Eidolon continued. “Dew, please, I won’t let you give up.”

Rain looked up at Eidolon, he wondered if anyone else heard the unspoken, “even if Rain will.” He knew that was where Eidolon was going with it, who did he think he was that he knew Dew better than him? Where did he get off?

“Dew-”

“Give it a rest, he said he wasn’t hungry.” Rain had it, couldn’t he just take care of Dew himself, just let him have some time.

“No, I won’t give it a rest, he needs to eat. Why aren’t you pushing it more? I thought you cared about him.”

WHAT? Rain quickly pushed his chair from the table, seething in anger, how dare he question how he felt about Dew, he didn’t know what they went through. He didn’t care if Eidolon had been there for Dew these past months, he was done with everyone else in their relationship. As the chair fell backwards on the floor, Rain was already on the other side of the table pulling Eidolon to his feet.

“How dare you! You may have been with him these past months, but I know Dewdrop. I know when to push, I know when to leave it until later, we are mated in all but the ceremony. He is exhausted, he hasn’t slept, he doesn’t eat well after a restless night.” He had grabbed onto the front of Eidolon’s shirt as he yelled in his face.

Eidolon didn’t back down though, “How dare I? Really? I know Dewdrop too, he is exhausted because he hasn’t eaten, do you even know what he has been through these past months. Do you? You may be practically mated, but you are an idiot if you think you should let this go.”

“Fuck you!”

They were at each other's throats before Dew could even get around the table between them, screaming at them to stop. They both looked down at Dew as he begged them to quit and pulled away from each other, mumbling a sorry to Dew. Not to each other.

“I will eat, Eidolon, just give me a minute.” Eidolon looked at Rain when Dew couldn’t see his face with a triumphant smirk. Dew continued, “Rain, Rain, it is ok, you are right, I don’t normally eat when I feel like this. For you, I will try though.”

Rain may have wanted to stick his tongue out at Eidolon, but he refrained.

“So, um, yeah, we need to decide when we should go back in town to go through the portal back to the abbey.” Aether interjected to bring noise to the quiet room, Dew picked at his food as both Eidolon and Rain watched him and each other. Aether knew that the two of them were going to have it out, he just didn’t necessarily think it was best to have that argument in front of Dew or before they went back topside.

“Ifrit isn’t going to stop, he is going to know I went to the surface.” Dew grimaced between bites.

“Yeah we are going to have to take care of him before we go too.” Aether replied.

“Take care of?” Eidolon asked, turning from Rain’s glare.

“Yes, Rain has to stop him, he is the only one that can due to the agreement we made coming here.”

“What? Absolutely not.” Dew now was the one shouting at the group.

“It is ok, Dew. I will be ok.” Rain tried to sooth.

“Rain, he is only going to be more vicious, we embarrassed him yesterday. He will be on a rampage and ready for the attack.” The tears had filled his eyes again as he begged. Why didn’t they all let him take care of Ifrit yesterday? Why?

“It is the only way, and Aether can go with me. We have a plan.”

They didn’t leave the house that day, eating, sleeping, trying to regain some strength. Rain longed for Dew to talk to him, but he wouldn’t push. The day turned into days. Every night, Rain would go to bed with Dew and in the morning he would still be entwined in Eidolon’s arm. It was slowly destroying him that Dew wouldn’t turn to him.

Rain came across Eidolon one of those mornings as he came out of the bedroom he knew Dew was for sure in, he couldn’t even look at Eidolon as he closed the door behind him.

Eidolon could hear his sigh as he went to pass him in the hall.

“What Rain?”

“Nothing, Eidolon.”

“No, Rain, I know your pissed he comes to me every night, but I won’t turn him away. You need to stop thinking of the Dew you used to know. Again you have no idea what he has been through, do you?” Eidolon was done, last night he pulled Dew to him as he sobbed, feeling unworthy of Rain’s love. “Do you know what Ifrit did to him? Do you have any idea? Cause I saw it all with my own eyes, and I am telling you I wouldn’t have survived it, I don’t know how he did. If it helps for me to hold him or offer him support, I will do, be whatever he needs.”

Rain met Eidolon’s eyes, he had a pretty good idea of what Dew had been through. He was told about the party and what happened with Dew up against the wall that his friends had seen. He just wanted to be the one he turned to, was that so wrong?

Eidolon crowded Rain to the wall with a growl when he didn’t respond. “Get your head out of your feelings, and be there for him.”

Rain watched as Eidolon walked off before he stepped back into his room, sliding to the floor, not knowing how to help Dew.

The next time it happened he awoke to Dew moving from the bed, darkness outside the window. “Please don’t go to him,” Rain begged in silent whispers to Dewdrop.

When Dew heard his plea, he turned to Rain. “Rain, I can’t…I can’t, you don’t know what Ifrit did.”

“Tell me Dew, let me be the one you turn to, I love you, I know you went through torture, but I want to be the one you need in the darkness of the night. Let me be the one,” he begged.

His eyes remained fixed on the sheets between them, the rumpled linen, Rain’s hand reaching towards him but afraid to touch, afraid to show him how much he needed him. The unanswered question of why did he go to Eidolon, when Rain was here, Rain was the one he vowed to love forever. Did they let Ifrit destroy what they had?

Dew pushed from his seated position in the bed, to stand. The noise that Rain emitted was filled with so much sorrow that again, Dew turned from him and was going to someone else. Dew didn’t leave though, he turned back around and grabbed Rain’s hand asking him, why? Why did it matter who got to hear what he went though, he didn’t want Rain to know.

Rain stared into his eyes, how could he ask that? Rain didn’t want to hear the horrible things Ifrit did, but he wanted to be there for Dew, anything for him, and if that meant hearing all the horrible things he would listen, he would comfort him.

“It will kill me, Dew, if you go to him.” He cried into the sheets, “ I am sorry, I shouldn’t put that on you.”

Dew crawled back into the bed to hold Rain this time, arms wrapped around him. He’d stay, he couldn’t do this to Rain. He didn’t want to but he was going to have to share with Rain what Ifrit did, that he wasn’t sure if Ifrit put a child in him.

He only hoped Rain could forgive him for what he allowed to happen.

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