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genshin-obsessed · 11 months

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You Get Injured! | Honkai Star Rail

I finally finished! AND! I added Caelus! Kinda forgot he existed for a second lmao. I personally think the delivery for this took way too long but it's ok now! ^w^ I hope you like it! ✧ Includes: Caelus, Dan Heng, Welt, Sampo, Blade ✧ Extra: Angst ahead! The consistency is weird here cuz my writing always gets longer as I write. Meaning the first one I start with is short and the last one is ridiculously long. I did try to even it out a little, though. Also I was supposed to have banners for this but... I completely forgot about them

➺ Caelus

Caelus had told you to wait before going anywhere dangerous because he wanted to join you. You two could protect one another. But you didn’t listen because he took slightly too long. Not that you were that impatient but you just wanted to get your task done, yanno? Caelus was also a super busy guy and the last thing you wanted was to give him more work. Your plan was to go in, do what you needed, and be done by the time he got here. Simple, right?

You were too far. Too far. Caelus’ heart was pounding out of his chest as his legs moved as fast as they could to get to you. He’d just heard what happened- you’d gotten attacked by some fragmentum monsters. All he knew was you were hurt badly. His mind was a mess with all sorts of awful scenarios. The worst one was seeing you dead. He could literally imagine your headstone and he hated it. Every second of it.

The second he saw you, he engulfed you in the tightest of hugs almost forgetting you were injured. You groaned which made him realize he was too rough. He apologized and was quick to get you medical help. There was so much blood- like everywhere. It was leaving a trail as he got you to the medics. It was horrifying and he’d never felt so scared before in his life.

He was next to you the entire time. Like day in, day out, he was beside you helping you heal. Your injuries were so bad, you were unable to do anything for the first two weeks. Caelus helped you with everything. You kept apologizing, but he wouldn’t have any of it. He just insisted that you need to focus on getting better and he was right here beside you, where he belonged.

Honestly, after the whole thing, Caelus was a lot more aware and attentive. Not that he wasn’t before, but now he was super careful. That day was one of the hardest and seeing you like that? That was a day he never forgot and never wanted to re-encounter. So, whenever you wanna go somewhere, he always wants to join (especially if it’s dangerous).

➺ Dan Heng

Dan Heng has never, ever doubted you or your abilities to fight. Anywhere you’d go, he’d simply join out of the intent to be good company. He would miss you. But he never doubted you… and he never thought you could get hurt out there. You were always so strong and unbeatable.

When he heard the news, he felt his heart drop. His entire body froze and he didn’t exactly understand what he was being told. You were injured? Badly? What happened? Who did it? Weren’t you just going to a friend’s place? How could this happen?

When Dan Heng saw you- your figure which was covered in blood, your teary eyes, your limp- he raced to hold you tightly in his arms. How could he let this happen? How could he allow you to get hurt like this when he had the ability to protect you? He didn’t do his part as a good boyfriend. The entire time, he did his best not to break down, knowing it was more important to take care of you than cry.

Through the entire healing process, Dan Heng was glued to your side. He was at your beck and call- anything you needed, he got for you. There was a period where he was super nervous about having others around, but quickly came to the decision that it was unhealthy and he needed to step back. You were still happy to have him around.

The aftermath with everything was expected. Every time you left on your own, Dan Heng just had a wave of panic and uncertainty. He always had that thought in the back of his mind of you not making it back to him. He tried not to let it get to him, but he couldn’t help it. You got hurt before, so why not this time? You make sure to call to let Dan Heng know everything is ok when you arrive at your destination and sometimes, you just take him with! After all, he is your boyfriend and you adore his company.

➺ Welt

You and Welt made a good team, having fought a lot together. So, if you went off on your own or with another team, he didn’t really need to worry. He knew your capabilities and didn’t underestimate you at any point. Though, he hadn’t stopped to think… maybe you weren’t invincible.

Himeko was the first to tell him and the way she looked when she brought it up is what initially scared him. Himeko had run all the way to him, her eyes were wide with worry, and she was breathing heavily. She only said, “(y/n) got attacked.” Welt could feel his heart sinking into his stomach as the numerous bad scenarios came to his mind. Most of them included a dead you.

Welt couldn’t rest- he had to see you and right this second. Himeko wasted no time and quickly took him to see you. You were already at the hospital but when he saw you… he pretty much broke down. Himeko had never seen him like that and bargained with the doctors to let him see you just for a minute. They agreed and let him in. You weren’t awake which sent another wave of terror through him. What if you never woke up? His fears were settled when you did eventually wake up, but you were in bad shape.

Your recovery was taken extremely seriously by Welt. He made sure you ate meals at proper times, you were drinking enough fluids, and he even made sure you took the time to get up and walk around for a few minutes every now and then. He was pretty much your personal nurse and he happily took on the job. He wasn’t upset, he made time, and he took really good care of you.

Honestly, afterward, Welt had a few nightmares. When he saw you, you weren’t awake. There were nights where he walked to you in that hospital bed and you just flatlined. It became a deep-rooted fear for him. You didn’t realize how bad it was until there was a day where you forgot to call him when you left and he just panicked, acting nothing like his usual composed self. He apologized for losing his composure but you appreciated seeing what you did because now you knew how worried he got. He’s definitely an overprotective boyfriend now.

➺ Sampo

Sampo didn’t take things too seriously a lot of the time. He wasn’t neglectful or anything, but he was just a goofy guy. Due to his laid-back attitude, Sampo didn’t worry when you said you were going to visit Rivet Town to help Hook with something. He didn’t necessarily take into account how dangerous it was and just happily kissed you goodbye and told you to be safe. I mean… you tried.

Of course, he was busy doing what he did best when he saw Hook… running to him with tears in her eyes. The entire event that morning came rushing back and he just knew. Hook barely had to say anything and Sampo was demanding she take him to you. Hook took Sampo to Natasha’s clinic, which is where you’d made it to before collapsing. The entire time, he was blaming himself. He should’ve offered to go with you, he should’ve asked more- he should've been there.

He tried to hug you but you were unconscious on the bed, so all he could do was just wait until you woke up. He refused to let go of your hand- no matter what anyone said- he stood his ground. Eventually, they just relented and let him stay. You woke up only a few hours later, absolutely exhausted and clearly recovering.

Sampo was your personal nurse but he wasn’t the best at it. Sometimes he’d mess up, drop things, make it harder for you but… it always made you laugh. You could see that Sampo was very upset with himself and this was his desperate way to make up for it, even though he knew there was no way to do that. But you happily accepted it. You could see how much he loved you just from that.

The aftermath was… a bit to get used to. Sampo never let you go into danger zones alone. No matter what. However, you were never one to disagree. What was odd was his seriousness. A lot of Sampo’s laid-back-ness kinda went away after what happened. Of course, it wasn’t permanent but it was a bit upsetting. You could see the toll your accident had taken on him. He worried- a lot. He even admitted he’ll get flashes of that day and he wonders where he would have been had you not woken up. You just give him a big tight hug to let him know you weren’t going anywhere.

➺ Blade

Blade was always overprotective, he knew you were squishy. Meaning, you’re mortal. If someone poked you hard enough, you’d die. He didn’t want that to happen, so he was always making sure you were ok. He kept an eye on you, stuck around you, and just had your back all the time. There was one day- ONE- where he failed. And that was the day he paid the price.

When he heard, he felt nothing but pure rage for whatever hurt you. The second emotion he felt was pure disappointment in himself. He let that happen. HE did, no one else. You wouldn’t have gotten hurt if he wasn’t busy and had made time for you. He did every other day so why not this one? When he saw you, he didn’t have much of a physical reaction other than wide eyes and engulfing you in a hug. But deep inside, he hated himself for a bit because this was his fault.

Blade refused to leave your side and if anyone even dared to suggest he did, he brought down every last bit of that rage on them. He stuck by you the entire time you were under medical observation. Once you were able to go home, he did everything for you. If you dared to lift a finger to do anything, he just sent his signature glare your way. You would giggle sheepishly and just lay back down.

There was a change in his personality at home. He was much softer. He was always asking if you were ok, he would do anything, and he was super affectionate. He would hold you all the time, give you quick kisses, and just let you know he loved you. All the time. It was an unusual change but not one you hated. You loved Blade and him giving you all sorts of affection was great! A bit weird, but great!

The aftermath was expected: Blade basically became your personal bodyguard. He wasn’t very affectionate in public, but at home, that new side remained. It was as if there was a switch that had been flipped. Eventually, you finally asked him when he literally tickled you one night. He said, “I thought you were gonna die. And I realized… I didn’t get to show you just how much I love you.” That was all he was willing to say on it. You were so happy to hear that. It was nice to see how soft Blade could be with you when no one was looking.

#honkai star rail x reader #hsr caelus x reader #dan heng x reader #welt x reader #sampo x reader #blade x reader #honkai star rail x gender neutral reader #honkai star rail angst #angst #🖊─ pocky’s writings

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pupkashi · 10 months

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boyfriend!nanami headcanons

a/n: hi friends! thank u so much for the request i hope you guys like these :3 lmk what u think !! hoping it isn’t too ooc for him :(

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so we all agree nanami is the perfect, romantic, 10/10 man right? okay cool!

he is the best boyfriend is the most cliche amazing way possible

he totally asks you out with roses and takes you to a nice dinner to a fancier restaurant after a couple dates or if you aren’t rlly into that he’ll cook dinner for the two of you in his house <3

he’s such a gentleman !!!!! he is checking up on you when you tell him you’re nervous for something, giving you the best advice he can, reminding you that you’re 100% prepared for everything, and if you aren’t then he’s there to comfort you!

buys you ‘just because’ flowers ALL THE TIME !

he’s coming back from work / a mission? he’s buying you flowers! went to the convenience store for something? he’s stopping by to get flowers! saw your old bouquet looking a bit droopy? no worries, there’s a new one on its way to you now :)

always getting u anything you want ever, it’s a problem actually

“i kinda want this water bottle but i don’t really need it” you mumble, mainly to yourself, kento’s ears are perking up, asking you to show him

two days later he’s handing you the bottle, a smile on his face when you light up and thank him for it

going shopping with him is DANGEROUS! he is buying you everything you try on and like and MORE !

“this is so cut- nevermind!” you chuckle, setting the handbag down when you see the outrageous price tag, nanami is quirking his brow, “just get it darling, price isn’t an issue”

he’s always adding any little gifts you give him to his lavish fancy apartment, splashes of color all over his beige themed apartment, if you aren’t there his eyes will sometimes wander to the gifts, smiling to himself and shooting you a message, ‘i miss you, call me when you’re free <3’

he so pampers you all the time :( especially when you’re feeling a bit more stressed wether it’s your job or finals, he’s there reminding you to eat and drink water, making you take breaks or short little naps when you have time to spare

gives you massages and cuddles you to sleep, reading to you until your breathing is even or turning the tv off when you doze off on the couch accidentally

majority of the time will cook dinner for you, unless he’s absolutely exhausted then he’ll order something in,,, never makes you cook if you don’t wanna !!!!

when you guys move in together he does as much as he can when it comes to chores, always making sure he’s pulling his weight and then some so you aren’t stressed about it <333

loves days when you’re both deep cleaning and you have your music blasting through the apartment, the two of you dancing along to the music, a huge smile on your face when you hear him humming along

drives you around everywhere you want ! you won’t be touching a steering wheel unless you want to or it’s absolutely necessary,, he wants you to be his passenger prince / princess

fuels any hobbies you have! buys you any supplies you want / need without hesitation,, you need more yarn? he’ll buy you as much as you want. you want more books? he’ll buy you the whole series!

is SO thoughtful when it comes to gifts, he’ll think about what to get you months in advance and never once gets you anything tacky or that you don’t like (because he actually listens and pays attention to what you like)

he’s an amazing listener !!!! boyfriend!nanami is always hooked on your every word, keeping up with any gossip you tell him or rants you go on

amazing cuddler. wraps you in his arms and pulls you into his warm body, tight enough grip that makes you feel secure but to where you can wiggle out at anytime you want (he never wants to make u feel trapped </3)

will be vulnerable with you 10000% he’s not afraid of crying infront of you and sharing his emotions!

he’s very mature when it comes to arguments, letting you cool down if you need it and talking through what upset you or him and figuring out how to best resolve the problem

will never go to bed mad, he always makes sure the issue is solved as soon as possible because he doesn’t want you to be stressed or upset longer than you need to :(

remembers every little thing he can !!! any off hand comments you make, the jokes you tell, the dates you’ve been on, you name it and he’s recalling it to you exactly how it went

y’all have SO MANY inside jokes it’s terrible to your friends, the two of you looking at each other with a smile when someone says the word ‘can’ and they’re so confused

“it’s an inside joke, it would take too long to explain” you say, trying to change the subject as you bite back laughter

he is so playful and unserious with you, anyone around you absolutely does not believe it when you tell them kento knows the Cupid shuffle, but you know because you saw it with your own eyes

will make amazing jokes that have you wheezing in the floor all the time, describing things with much too sophisticated words that make it all so much funnier

he’s very protective of you

will always make sure you’re safe no matter what happens ever, it’s always his top priority

especially when he’s back in the Jujutsu line of work, he’s always checking in on you and making sure nothing bad has happened to you

when you’re out with friends he’ll occasionally message you, making sure you’re still doing good, never upset if you come home late as long as you let him know so he doesn’t worry his pretty head :(

the times you do forget he’s only minorly upset, letting it go easily because all that really matters is that you’re okay and you had a fun time :]

absolutely gives you ‘scary dog privelage’ !!!! you can go on late night walks all the time now with nanami by your side! no one even dared to try anything with the tall, beefy man walking in stride with you, muscles straining against his plain white t shirt as he stretches a bit

his gaze alone is enough to stop people from coming up and flirting with you at bars or any parties you might attend

his intimidating stare + his arms crossed across his chest is an insanely attractive sight for you, increasingly terrifying for those on the receiving end of it

doesn’t get jealous much, he trusts you with all his heart and more, and you show him how much you love him all the time

on the rare occasion he does get jealous, he’ll ask for some reassurance, his mind easing at your genuine words <33

he also will 100% make out with you until you’re breathless and leave marks where only he can see

overall nanami is just the most amazing caring boyfriend that will spoil you rotten and give you all the love he has to offer because it’s what you deserve <3

#kento nanami imagine #nanami kento x reader fluff #nanami kento headcanons #kento nanami x reader #kento nanami fluff #nanami kento fanfic #nanami kento imagine #kento nanami drabble #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento drabble #boyfriend!nanami kento

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leaentries · 5 months

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🎄prompt 13 w/ Jamie Drysdale

this is so stinking cute

warnings: swearing

prompt 13- “if you don’t take me to see christmas lights, i’ll cry.”

lea’s christmas special!

It was finally December, the air was filled with your jolly spirit as you blasted christmas music in your apartment. The smell of your freshly brought in Christmas tree added to the sentiment. Gold, red, and green slowly crept its way into every aspect of your little space until it looked like Christmas had vomited everywhere.

Of course, this is how you preferred it. Colors strewn about, with decorations filling all the rooms. It brought joy to your heart and warmth to your soul. Jamie, although you two had been together for over a year, was still shocked when he walked into your apartment that December 1st morning.

“Wow, pretty girl,” He walked over to you, looking around at the vast amount of glitter and fake snow, “You really didn’t hold back, did you?”

You turned towards him, as his arms circled around your waist, “Well obviously not! You know Christmas is my favorite time of year!” Jamie smiled at you, taking in your appearance. The way the oversized Christmas sweatshirt hung on your body, to the matching red socks. He adored you.

“I know, I know, baby. And I love that you love it so much.” He placed his lips against your head as he mumbled, “I also brought some of your favorite hot chocolate from that little shop down the street.”

Your eyes widened in delight as you left his arms and raced to the kitchen table where he had set the drinks down upon walking in.

He admired your animated form with a lovesick grin. A chuckle left his lips as you burned yourself slightly in your over excitement. “Calm down, it’s hot.”

You gave him a side eye at his teasing smirk, “No shit sherlock.” Rolling your eyes, you gently blow on your drink, before taking a less-burning sip. The liquid’s warmth spread from your mouth through your body. You let your eyes shut in delight, a small hum of approval leaving your lips.

Jamie’s mind became void of anything as he watched your pleasured features. Your tongue darted out to lick a drop off of your parted lips. He swallowed thickly.

“This is the best drink in the world, I swear. And that little shop? God, I don’t know how they do it. I have to get the recipe from the owner.” You set the cup down, walking back to where Jamie remained at the kitchen island. “You know, I just was taking to the owner the other day actually. She was telling me about how her and her wife just got a puppy and they’re super exci-”

You stopped mid sentence as you became aware of Jamie’s staring. “What’s up with you, Jam?”

He shook his head slightly, coming back to reality. “N-nothing. I’m all good, pretty girl.” You raised a brow at him, “Promise. Now, what were you saying about the owner?”

❥.

After finishing your drinks, you and Jamie found yourselves cuddle on the couch binging Christmas movies. With the heat of his body, paired with the soft glow of the tv, you quickly slipped into a welcomed slumber.

Your body slowly began to awake, as you noticed the credits of “Home Alone” were now playing on the screen. Tilting your head, you saw Jamie’s peaceful sleeping face, the deep rise and fall of his chest could be felt beneath you. Although, your movements must have woken him as his hand came up to push your head back to the crook of his neck.

“Ja-”

“Shhhh. Not yet, don’t wanna leave you.”

You forced your head up, causing a deep sigh to leave his mouth. “Oh come on J, it’s already,” You grabbed your phone to check the time, “7:47. All of the Christmas lights are definitely on by now.”

Damn. He was hoping you’d forget that he promised to go drive around looking at lights tonight.

Jamie let another out another sigh. “What if I told you I would rather just lay with you all night instead?”

You looked him dead in the eye with no expression, “If you don’t take me to see Christmas lights, I’ll cry.”

“Fine, fine. Let’s go look at Christmas lights.”

“Yes!” Your face lit up immediately, you scrambling to your feet to slip on your Christmas slippers. You ran to the door to grab the matching pair you had bought Jamie. “Alright, J! Let’s go!”

Jamie just shook his head, chuckling at your antics.

If driving around for hours looking at lights on random houses is what his girl wanted, then thats exactly what his girl was gonna get.

#jamie drysdale #jamie drysdale x reader #jamie drysdale fic #jamie drysdale blurb #jamie drysdale fluff #jamie drysdale imagine #anaheim ducks #lea’s christmas 🎄#leawrites💋

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kessellluvr · 5 months

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fluff-/kinktober - day five - NSFW- just a taste..

pairing: dom!vampire!ottie x afab!sub!reader

she’s hungry.. always.. everytime, everywhere, she just drags you off and gets a taste :3

warnings: fingering,pounding, mean lottie, rough lottie, strap-on >~<, squirting, blooddrinking

„C‘mere.. im bored..“ Lottie murmed as she sat next to you on her expensive leather sofa - you shifted closer, trying not to let your pathetically short excuse for a dress lift too much. You two had just gotten home from your weekly dinner night. She laid her arm around you, eyes fixed on the Television but you felt her hot, hungry breath on your neck - causing you to gulp slightly. Lottie‘s hand brushed some hair away from your neck. „L-lots..“ you whispered and you just knew she was smirking, so you shifted to look up at her, wide brown innocent eyes meeting her‘s - glistening red/brown-ish.

„Something wrong?“ she asked slyly with a raised brow. You shook your head „I just thought you were..“ but you were cut off by her red lips pressing against yours, your lips splitting and you felt her fangs against your tounge. After a few seconds she pulled away to catch her breath, a large grin on her face. „Hungry? Well..“ she trailed off as her tounge slid along your neck - causing you to gasp. „Fuck i just wanna get a little taste of my slut..“ and just like that her fangs grazed your neck and she bit down, your hands gripping onto her thighs as you whimpered really fucking desperately.

Your eyes squeezed shut as she kept sucking, her hand slipping under that poor excuse for a dress and sliding your panties to the side - her middle finger instantly pushing into your wet cunt, making you moan embarrassingly loud. „Shh..“ you heard her coo up to you and you complied. She added another finger, curling them harshly - making you moan and whimper over and over again. Lottie finally pulled away from your neck, licking away excess blood and moaning in delight, her fingers pulled out and left you aching for more despite the pain. „Such a good girl for mommy.. i think you deserve a reward..“ she hummed and got up, reaching for a drawer and getting out her purple strap-on which had the dildo already attached to the harness. „Now get on all fours.. my sweet little whore..“ she said and you instantly complied, your dress automatically lifting and exposing your still slipped-aside panties. You glared behind and saw her attaching the strap to her naked body - her robe had disappeared and was laying on the floor. She stood behind you, slowly placing the strap-on at your entrance. You gasped and she pushed in roughly, making you cry out her name „Lottie..!“

„Shut up.“ she hissed as she thrusted into you, her hips harshly slamming against your ass and you just knew you were so close to cumming and with just a few more thrust your legs were trembling, sweat rolling down your forehead. „M-nhg i-im bout to cum..“ you managed to whimper out somehow and she slapped your ass. „Go ahead.. cum for mommy..“ and you did - moaning loudly as your cum came spurting out of your pussy, eyes rolling back in your skull as your legs violently shook - she kept fucking you through your orgasm, spanking your ass occasionally.

After a few moments of rentlessly fucking you through your orgasm she finally pulled out, panting heavily. „Such a good girl..“ she said, planting a kiss onto your shoulders. „Go get to bed.. ill join you.“

AN: well uhm i didnt have much creativity and well i was bored >~<

#yellowjackets #lottie yellowjackets #simone kessell #lottienat #lottie mathews x reader #lottie matthews smut #lottie matthews #lottie x reader

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agi-ppangx · 7 months

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💭don’t stray from me

pairing: vampire!seungmin x human!reader

warings: talking about dying, cursing

an: alright, this request took me wayyy to long to write, but here it is !! i got inspired by number 5 from this post by @saraswritingtipps (i hope it's okay i used it !!) also, my 🐺 anonnie, i hope you'll be satisfied with this drabble >< wrote it at midnight with energy drink in my hand, but i hope you'll like it nonetheless<33

“why didn’t you tell me?” seungmin asked, his eyes fixated on the floor. you shrugged your shoulders, remaining silent.

your relationship with seungmin was rough to say the least. since the very beginning he seemed distant, even though he swore it was just his façade, but deep down he supposedly cared. the problem was that you didn’t feel it. you knew creating a bond with someone like him would be difficult, but you still hoped you could do it.

“you know we shouldn’t keep secrets from each other,” he continued, not daring to even spare a glance towards you. “i was planning on telling you. just not yet,” you finally spoke, your shaky voice barely above the whisper. a single tear fell down your cheek but you were quick to wipe it. you didn’t want to be perceived as someone weak. your body may’ve been, but you surely weren’t. “what do you mean “not yet”? then where did you want to tell me, huh? on your deathbed?” seungmin shouted, finally turning to you. his eyes were red and filled with tears which were threatening to cascade down his face and you swore your heart broke right then and there on the sight. “minnie…” you started but he interrupted you. “you’re dying and you didn’t even tell me!” he exclaimed. “you didn’t tell me,” seungmin repeated, much quieter, as if the gravity of the situation had finally reached him when he said it out loud. he was looking you deeply in the eyes and you didn’t even know what to say to him. you just sat there, completely defenceless. “i’m sorry…” you simply whispered, your eyes wandering around the room in order not to look into seungmin’s eyes. “i just thought it would be for the better, you know? it’s not like we’re close after all, so i thought you didn’t really want to hear about my struggles. and you'd forget about me eventually.” he scoffed at your words, visibly offended. “we’re not close? what the fuck, yn? i thought there’s something between us, i thought we both feel the same about each other.” you exhaled loudly at his words. he paused for a moment and then spoke again. “how long have you known about your illness?” he asked, taking your hand in his. you shook your head. “i don’t know, a few months i guess?” you responded. he fell silent again, gathering his thoughts and each passing second was like hell to you. he suddenly hugged you, pulling your head into his chest. it was then when you broke down and started sobbing uncontrollably. his skin was cold under your touch, so unbelievably cold, but it still managed to soothe you and make you feel safe. “i thought you didn’t like me, like at all,” you uttered into his shirt. he backed off slightly and looked down at you. “you’re kinda right, i don’t like you,” he said and you looked at him, terrified that your gut feeling was right. “i love you,” he added and it made you cry even more. “ i love you and it pains me so much at the fact you concealed your illness from me.” “i’m really sorry, minnie, for everything” you mumbled, burning your face in the crook of his neck. “it’s okay, just promise you’ll be honest with me from now on, alright? i wanna know when you’re struggling, when something hurts you and how can i help you to feel better. we’ll get through it and you’ll be okay.” you nodded weakly. “you know it’ll only be getting worse, right? soon i won’t be able to walk.” “then i’ll be happy to carry you everywhere you’ll want me to. just please don’t stray from me anymore," he simply said, sealing his words with a soft, yet passionate kiss, into which you happily melted.

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tim-shii · 1 year

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prologue. love, sae

series masterlist > next

take a deep breath and start at the beginning. tell them how we first met.

itoshi sae finds you weird. he observes how you’re always sat in the back, never talking unless spoken to. perhaps you’re just shy, he deduced. shy enough to constantly divert your eyes when approached. or maybe a little bit too shy that you escape the scene as soon as you pick up on any sign of social interaction.

you’re like a melody that doesn't quite harmonize with the rest of the song, sae mused to himself. nevermind, he’ll just leave you be. after all, he’s going to become the best striker the world has ever seen. he has no time for friendships.

ignoring the weird person in the corner was easy for sae. after all, you don't really do anything. you just sit there. you just keep sitting there. not even bothering to get up during recess, instead you stay at your desk and ponder. peering out the window with longing and loneliness in your eyes.

it was rainy after school. with your mother getting called to stay overtime at work, you had no choice but to wait on the bench under the shed. swinging your tiny legs back and forth as you gaze at the falling tear drops from the sky. sae watches you from inside the car. since his mother was still talking to the principal, he was left alone in the car.

itoshi sae met you at 5 years old. rain boots splashing with every step as he ushers you under the umbrella with him.

tell them that ever since we shared our dreams...

“sae, i dreamt last night.” you told him while you were eating ice cream together at the park. your older brother at the slides, playing with a four year old itoshi rin. sae glances at you, wincing as he saw you bite your popsicle. you took his silence as a sign to continue.

even your weirdest dreams..

“you know a donkey?”

“why? were you a donkey in your dream?”

“kind of but not really. hear this.” you turn to him, popsicle long forgotten in your hand, melting and dripping everywhere under the sun. but neither of you were focused on that. sae was too busy listening and anticipating your dream while you were too giddy to even be aware of your surroundings. “i was its ears!”

for a moment, sae was unsure of what to say. if it were anyone else who said that, he’d reply “that’s stupid!” with a frown etched on his face. but this was you. how could he ever tell you that your dreams were stupid, no matter how weird they are and how weirder they might get.

“well, was there at least a pretty earring adorned in you?” sae asks, taking the stick in your hand, holding to both of them after giving you a tissue from his pockets. he sees your nose scrunch up in thought. “now that you say it… i don’t think there was one. i was just a boring old ear. a donkey’s ear.”

“then, i’ll buy you the prettiest earring out there so you won’t think you’re just a boring old donkey’s ear.” sae smiles at you softly, eyes crinkling at the corners, while locking his pinky with yours. a silent promise. one he could only hope he can keep.

no. keep that as our secret.

“for those i haven't had the chance to say hi to properly, i’m sae.”

a white veil occasion. a union of lovers, a promise to forever. definitely a dream come true for most, but not for sae. no when he’s here at the wedding of his best friend since childhood, giving out a speech that’ll surely make you cry. it would’ve been a dream come true, yes. i mean, he’s loved you for so long.

but it seems like he’s late once again. another fool played around by fate. but he doesn’t dare cry. how can he? it’s your special day after all. he wouldn't wanna ruin it and sae knows well that his brother, who’s sitting beside you, will love you with all his heart.

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moremaybank · 1 year

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okay so this prompt came up on my for you and i was thinking it would be good for a jj smut, maybe like really rough sex with a bunch of aftercare

"aw, it hurts? too bad. you're gonna keep taking it until i’m satisfied."

-͟͟͞☆ rough sex with jj...

warnings 18+, unprotected sex, overstimulation, creampie, rough!jj, a lil dacryphilia (sorry not sorry), squirting, language

author's note i made this into a blurb and added a bit to the prompt, i hope that's okay!

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"j, i- i can't. 'ts too much," you whimpered, your tears staining the sheets beneath you.

jj had brought you to his mercy three times now, with no breaks in between. he currently had you in doggystyle, your face smushed against the mattress as he pressed down on the back of your neck, keeping you there. it was starting to hurt, and you could practically feel the bruising on your cervix as his cock slammed into it over and over, but the pleasure was too thrilling to let go of. you just didn't know if you could cum for him again.

then again, jj had always known your body better than you had.

jj's hand threaded through your messy hair, keeping the other braced on your hip, and he yanked your head up from the bed. "but you will, baby. i'm not fucking stopping until my cum is leaking out of you."

his thrusts became even more unrelenting as he gave you all the energy he had within him. your sobs grew louder, your skin feeling raw from the constant smacking of jj's thighs against yours.

"play with your clit. give me another one. right fucking now."

you struggled to catch your breath, bringing your trembling fingers down to your core. your fingers came into contact with your clit, and your legs threatened to give out when you rubbed it. jj sensed the buckling of your knees and hooked his arm under your stomach, holding your ass up as he continued to pound into you.

once your walls fluttered and you knew you were falling over the edge, you withdrew your hand from your clit as your body quivered. you came loudly, a mess of sobs and moans tumbling past your swollen lips.

"did i say you could stop?" jj gritted, landing a harsh smack on your ass. "i don't think you wanna disappoint me, princess."

"it hurts, j. can't take it anymore. 'm sorry."

"aw," he cooed mockingly, feigning concern, "it hurts? too fucking bad, baby. you're gonna keep taking it until i’m satisfied."

jj withdrew his cock from you, and you felt an empty ache from where he filled you up, but also minor relief.

however, that relief was short-lived when he shoved himself back inside your cunt with no warning. you all but screamed at the punishing pace he picked up, his hips once again striking against yours harshly.

"you're gonna give me one more. i'm not asking," he commanded.

the hand that was hooked under your torso repositioned so that jj could play with your clit once more. you were already a puddle, barely hanging on as jj did whatever he pleased with you.

"look at me, baby," he said, watching your head crane toward him. "fuck, look at that. you're so pretty when you're crying for my cock."

"j, i'm close," you whined.

"then cum for daddy. make me proud and i'll fill you up."

you gave him a nod, although you weren't too sure how much you'd actually moved. you felt the coil in your belly strengthen and snap once more, and your juices exploded out of you, drenching jj in the process.

"shit, i'm fucking drowning in you," jj groaned, throwing his head back. "squeeze my fucking cock, baby. yeah, that's it."

he pummelled into you a few more times and shot his cum into your pussy as he came hard. he kept fucking you as you rode out your highs together.

you both hissed when jj pulled out of you and collapsed on the bed. jj helped pull the covers over you after rolling you onto your back gently and scooted in next to you. he wrapped his arm around your waist, his thumb stroking your bare skin as he nuzzled your neck with the tip of his nose. he dotted loving kisses everywhere he could reach, before raising his head to look at you.

you were limp, and you didn't think you could move even if you wanted to. the look you wore on your face was full of exhaustion and daze, even with your eyes shut.

"you alright, baby? you with me?" jj asked, his tone soft and gentle, the complete opposite of his actions beforehand. "did i take it too far?"

you peeled your eyes open, and you could see the concern lingering behind his gorgeous eyes. "you're good, babe. i mean, i'm exhausted as hell," you chuckled, "but there's nothing i wouldn't do for that cock of yours."

"careful, princess. that mouth of yours will get you fucked again," he smirked. you huffed a laugh, moving as best as you could to snuggle into him.

"you wanna watch a movie? i can get you some snacks and a water. you should hydrate," jj mumbled against your temple after leaving a kiss there.

"yeah," you replied, "but will you just hold me for a bit?"

"of course, baby."

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dearest-painter · 11 months

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I didn’t do anything wrong! PT.2

Summary: Y/N was just living their best life or as best as it can get as spider-man/women. Y/N misses their old friends but understands that they must be busy but once they go to a place that is filled with people wanting them as their child but also to write their story they get pissed off

TW/CW:Yandere behavior, unhealthy behavior, unhealthy relationship,abusive behavior,abusive relationship,Reader is Miles morals,Reader is tired and trying their best,very out of character characters,this is a series,Reader needs therapy,Reader will be forced into the spider society,I fuck up the movie a lot just so I can make this a bit more sense,Reader is forced to visit Spider society and be away from their actual family,Reader is paranoid and worried all the time now,this doesn’t completely go with the plot as it’ll be a bit different,Reader is mentioned to have selfed harmed because I wanna represent that more as I wanna show that everyone has had tough times even in wrong ways as I’ve selfed harmed in the past so this does mean a lot to me,Reader is basically forced to be around people they don’t want to be around,lots of this comes from me and @ablobwhowrites conversation about this AU, like the blob Bird and a future romantic relationship, I added the fact Reader plays soccer and was 6 years old to make Miguel feel bad, I want ANGST, people might be out of character,tell me if I need to add more

PT.1

You and Jessica finally went to the cafeteria area, you held her hand breathing very anxiously…everyone is scaring you. You don’t even trust Jessica your just pretend you do for your own safety! “Mrs.Drew I’m not hungry anymore, we can go back” “Look Y/N I know your scared but you need to eat so let’s go” “Please Mrs.Drew! I can eat later! Please!” Jessica sighed, she knew you were on the verge of crying but you were hungry and her child so she can’t let you go hungry.

She kept walking while holding your hand, no amount of pleading stopped her. Luckily..no one was there which calmed you a bit but you were still scared. She quickly got you food then sent you off to Therapist Spider-Man to hide. Knocking on his door you carefully went in, he looked up and wasn’t surprised to see you. “Jessica told me you’d be here. You can hide anywhere..don’t worry I won’t tell the others.” You nodded your head as you hid in a spot. You were eating but you still had tears in your eyes…why won’t they let you go home!? Why can’t you see your parents!?

Soon you finished your food and decided to take a nap, therapist spider-man seemed like a chill guy…maybe he can help you. You closed your eyes to tired to notice you were crying again as you drifted off. Therapist Spider-man sighed as he walked over to you and covered you with a dark colored blanket but also wiped your tears, he felt bad for you and knew you wanted to go home…he knows that feeling all to well. He sighed as he went back to his desk mumbling. “I should help that kid…their parents is what they need…not this fucking place or people, they need their real family….” That’s what he finally decided, to help you.

Miguel was pissed as no one could find you or Jessica until now as she was pulling up. “Did you find them!?” “No, I looked everywhere” Miguel could tell she was hiding something from him, if she was hiding where you were out he was going to be extra pissed. How dare she hide HIS child! He didn’t mean to body you when he first met you and he wants to apologize! “Jessica, tell me the damn truth…DID. YOU. FIND. THEM!?” Jessica has never seen Miguel so pissed and he wants to know where her darling child is kinda pisses her off! “I didn’t!” “If I find out your lying I’m going to make your life a living hell!”

Miguel let a annoyed yell as he kept looking for you, he needed to apologize to you. He needed to show that he’s a good dad, he needed his family back together. He met you before…he accidentally time traveled to when you were 6 which was Gabriella’s age. You were the sweetest thing, even showed him your bird that was basically a blob that you found at the laundry place.

He was crouching to your height. “Here you go mister! Your my friend now so have this sticker!” You or 6 year old you placed a cartoon spider sticker on his suit giggling, he smiled a bit. He felt so bad for harming you now that he sees the true you…you were wearing soccer gear that matched Gabriella’s own soccer team so that must mean that her old team exists here. “You play soccer?” “Mhm! Mama and Papa say I’m the best! I like being the goalie because I get to kick the ball away!” “Yeah, goalie seems like the best spot. Do you go out and kick the ball or are you just a goalie?” “I go out and kick the ball sometimes! I’m not that good at protecting the ball but Mama says it’s okay!” He ruffled your hair making you giggle even more…it sounded so cute. “Your mama’s right, your still learning and it’s okay” “Y/N! COME ON! WE GOTTA GO!”

“OKAY MAMA! Bye mister! I have to go to my soccer game! Have a nice day!” Six year old you waved goodbye as you ran towards your mother, Miguel watched. He felt empty again…he needed you as his child. He was a better dad by far, it was obvious your parents didn’t teach you stranger danger if you were so willing to talk to him! Miguel shook his head out of the flashback…he remembers why he’s looking for guy again, to be the dad you need.

#yandere #please don’t do this #obession #unhealthy #gn reader #yandere platonic #platonic yandere #I didn’t do anything wrong series #x gn reader #yandere x gn reader #yandere x gender neutral reader #gender neutral y/n #gender neutral reader #yandere spiderverse #yandere spider man across the spider verse #romantic yandere #part 2 of many #miles!reader

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justcallmethatsimp · 1 year

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You’re not mine (big time angsty)

-unedited-

This was kind of inspired by the fanfiction Captive written by Abysscronica I read it on Wattpad—you should check it out the author just made the sequel-and the end of the corpse bride

I was standing on the deck leaning against the rails staring at the stars. I’ve been lost in thought for what felt like hours at this point. The reality of my situation with my captain is hitting hard. I was in love with him but he….he was in love with her.

I’ve been plagued with thoughts of leaving. Leaving the crew. Leaving this lifestyle. Leaving him. But then I have to leave my friends, my family I’ve made over the years we’ve been sailing together. I feel like I’m overreacting but how am I supposed to keep going on like this?

She came out of no where. And the she ended up joining in the crew. Following my captain everywhere. Stuck right on his heels. They spent almost every moment together and…you could hear it. But, he made the decision to leave her on an island. He decided it would be best for her to not be apart of our lifestyle. That it would be safer. That it would be better this way. I thought so too, but for my own reasons. I could finally get him back. But that was not the case.

He hasn’t talked to me since she left. It’s been 3 weeks. Well, he’s talked to me but it’s been orders or something about our plans coming up. But he hasn’t talked to me and it’s really getting—-

“Y/n” I was pulled out of my thoughts by a male voice. I turned around to see none other than my captain.

“What’s up, cap?” I replied as I turned back to the sky.

He walked over to me and mimicked my actions, “can we talk?”

I could tell by his tone this wasn’t a normal kind of talk for him and it took me by surprise “oh wow cap” I mused “didn’t take you for the talking type.”

He sighed at my reply and dropped his head. “You don’t have to keep it formal with me right now, y/n” he breathed out.

The moment the words left his mouth all of the composure I’ve been barley holding on to this entire time just slipped away. “Then what the fuck do want, Kid?” I spit. He wasn’t even phased by my anger.

“I’m sorry” was all he said

I laughed bitterly “oh so you do know how to apologize? Never thought I’d see the day.”

“Can you cut the shit, y/n? I’m trying here” he snapped back at me while turning his face to look at me. “Obviously he can only hold up the facade so long” I thought to myself while studying his face.

“Why?” I hissed “you’ve never tried before unless it was about her.”

I can see him physically trying to hold back his anger “because you deserve it” he said through his teeth “I’m trying to do the right thing for you”

I was about to reply when he added “despite how it looks I DO love you—“

“But you love her more” I added softly for him.

He furrowed his brow and looked away, he didn’t respond at first and we stood in silence, neither one of us wanting to break it until he finally spoke.

“I wanted it to be different, y/n. I really did” I could hear his voice breaking “but she-I cant-I don’t-“

“Yeah I get it” I replied shutting off all of my emotions. I can’t let him see this break me. I cannot give him that power. I turned and walked away from him but stoped after a couple of steps.

With my back to him I said “it’s okay. you’re not mine, Kid. It was always going to be her”

With that I kept walking letting the tears fall “y/n wait!” He called out I waved to him instead and kept walking in the opposite direction.

I pushed open the door that led to the hallway and then I let myself release the pain I felt in my chest. With my back agains the wall I slid down and began to cry.

“Y/n?” I heard a semi muffled voice say

I peeked up between my fingers to see Killer leaning out of his room. I couldn’t answer him. I couldn’t bring myself to speak. He noticed this and stepped out of his room over to me “alright, wanna stay with me tonight?”

I quickly nodded and he reached down to help me up “come on” he sighed, pulling me up from the ground and ushered me into his room.

He had always had to clean up his captains mess. And this time. The mess Kid left behind, was me.

#eustass kid x reader #eustasscaptainkid #one piece scenario #eustass kid imagine #drabble #one piece drabble #one piece angst #Eustass captain kid scenario #Eustass captain kid x yn

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fieldsofbats · 7 months

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waitress au : a hectic shift

woop woop going back to waitress au :) i kind of hit a wall with this one but i love them sm and i wanna keep writing them, mostly for comfort. i've moved this month so i'm missing my old waitressing job a lot. requests and all are open <3

part one, part two, part three

its families weekend, aka the busiest weekend for every customer service worker in the entire town. even more so because the clouds have finally cleared and the sun is out.

suns out guns out.

three plates every time you leave the kitchen, speed walking to tables, trays of seven to eight different drinks, cheeks aching from smiling at every fucking person.

ghost parked his bike and was surprised about the amount of cars in the car park. he hadn't figured out why and just assumed maybe because of the nice weather more people were out and about.

he wasn't wrong. he just didn't realise the added factor of children. everywhere.

screaming and crying and laughing and running around and yelling instead of talking and just generally being germ-y children.

you weren't at the entrance to greet him as usual. you hadn't realised what time it was yet as you were stuck dealing with a child's very specific allergies. each nod and smile was aching your cheeks to maintain.

you didn't miss a chance to go into the kitchen and stand still for a few seconds, organising your thoughts and then going back outside.

thats when you saw a new person in your section, simon's table. a genuine smile was on your face as you walked over to him. a familiar face amongst the horrors of random girlfriends and boyfriends.

"hey." you sighed and handed him a menu. he looked up at you and nodded, "busy." he commented. you chuckled "yeah, tell me about it."

it felt nice to talk to him, someone familiar and friendly. someone who won't pick apart the way you smile or be demanding. "im sorry it's so loud. i can sit you somewhere quieter, it's just not my section."

he wanted to say yes so bad, the kids next to him weren't sitting still and the interrupting boyfriend behind him was insufferable. but he couldn't leave you. go one more day without seeing you? no thanks.

he just shakes his head and orders quickly. "i'm alright here. wouldn't wanna be anywhere else."

instead he just watches you this time. not desperate for conversation as the noise around him is enough to keep him stimulated.

he watched as you go into the kitchen with dirty plates and come out with fresh hot meals. each time you have to stop and step around peoples feet or untucked chairs.

although he would make sure it never happens, he thinks about how smooth you would be on the field. smoothly dodging punches in hand to hand combat, or sneaking around buildings. he would rather die that ever let you near danger.

it took longer than normal for his meal to come out, but you made an effort to ensure you were the one who gave it to him. "i wish i could stay with you longer, but things are hectic today." you looked down at him with wide but tired eyes.

an overwhelming sense of concern overcame him. he wanted to take you back to his home, make sure you are well rested and warm and taken care of. this must be hard on you. you should come back with him. he will take care of you.

"thats okay, love." he reached out and gently ran his thumb over the pulse point on your wrist, "i can come by after your shift and give you a ride home." anything to prolong your time together.

it was then he could feel your pulse rise slightly, even through his gloves, gently he pressed between the two tendons. not letting you escape yet. if he let you go now he wouldn't have you again for some hours.

the shift continued the same. the main motivator being the thought of wrapping your arms around simon while riding his co- BIKE. bike.

fortunately, once the larger families and groups started to leave the pressure eased up. now was just reseting for dinner and handing the shift off to the next round of staff.

he was outside, you head him when he arrived back to pick you up. your shift went thirty mins over so when you got out it was quick apologise.

you nodded with a wide smile and took the helmet off him.

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aanoia · 7 months

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Day one

Prompt: "I've got you." @flufftober banner from @chaotictarlos Sirius Black x reader warnings; panic attack, poopoo family, I think that's all words; 600+ I decided I was gonna do flufftober. I'm not sure I'll post everyday but I'll try to at least every other day. Please enjoy, love you all <3 A masterlist will be posted eventually once I figure out who gets what day, also trying to decide if I wanna stick to just the Marauders or other fandoms as well.

The weight of familial burdens weighed heavily upon Sirius’ shoulders, Y/n knew that. She knew that the dysfunction of his home life was constantly on the back of his mind, waiting for the perfect moment to creep up and ambush him. What she didn’t know, however, was what happened when the darkest parts of his mind came to light. She hadn’t the slightest clue just how scary it could get.

Y/n realized the difference in Sirius’ attitude the moment he sat down at the table in the Great Hall. She glanced at Remus, who simply shook his head in warning. Y/n sighed and looked down at her plate, trying to reach for Sirius’ hand under the table, only to receive his rejection as he pulled away.

“Are you alright, Sirius?” Lily asked upon noticing his unusual quietness.

Sirius gave her a tight lipped smile, “I’m quite alright.” Lily nodded slowly, eyeing him suspiciously. Everyone could see through his loosely knit facade, but their attention was quickly diverted as the familiar sound of owls chirping filled the air. Packages and letters were dropped everywhere, almost everyone receiving something from friends or family.

Sirius’ breath hitched as a neatly folded envelope landed right onto his empty plate. The dark green of the wax glinted off the light of the candles, and enunciated the snake wrapping around the bold B. He gently opened the letter and carefully read the letter with shaky hands.

In only a moment, Sirius stood and practically ran from the Great Hall. James jumped from his seat but Y/n held her hand up.

“I’ve got this, James. Sit down.” She said and he shook his head.

“Y/n-” “James, please. I’m tired of him shutting me out. I’m gonna help him.” James sighed but sat down with a short nod.

Y/n quickly walked out of the Great Hall, just in time to see a dash of robes and black hair turning the corner. Y/n quietly followed Sirius up to the Astronomy tower, and as she climbed the stairs after him her heart clenched as she heard him crying, muttering curse words to the rising moon.

Y/n pushed open the door and her heart broke at the sight of her beloved grabbing roughly at his hair as he tried to ground himself, broken sobs leaving his throat.

“Sirius,” She said quietly, but he didn’t hear her. She contemplated for a moment before remembering his words previously.

“Yeah, sometimes I just get a little panicky, you know?” Sirius said and Y/n nodded.

“Yeah, I get that. How can I help you when I’m there?” Sirius thought for a moment, “Just hug me, and hold on tight, even I try to push you away. Hold on.”

Y/n walked to the boy and wrapped her arms tightly around Sirius’ waist. He whimpered and struggled from her grip, but somehow she withstood the boy's strength and held on tighter. Sirius gave up and fell to his knees, Y/n following after him, now cradling his head against her chest and he slung his arms around her torso, his body shaking.

“Sh, I’m here, Sirius. I’m here.” Y/n said quietly, rubbing his hair gently as she rocked them back and forth. “I’ve got you. Deep breaths, my love.”

Sirius did as told, taking shaky breaths through his mouth as the tears came to a halt. They knelt there for what felt like hours, basking in each other's presence. Y/n would never leave Sirius, and he knew that. She didn’t need an explanation to provide him comfort, and he was beyond grateful.

“Thank you.” He whispered and Y/n kissed the top of his head.

“Anytime. I love you.”

“I love you more.”

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oh-saints · 10 months

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sweetest devotion (pt. 5)

everything was sort of a wake-up call for mason mount and he was now questioning every of his decision he'd made, he makes, and he'll make.

playboy!mason x princess!OC

tw: as mentioned in the masterlist only, but particularly extramarital affair to a marriage of convenience and mentions of violence in this chapter

wc: 2.7k

note: I'M FINALLY BACK! and as i’ve promised previously, here’s some happ(ier) updates for you guys! indented & italics part were flashback. but as usual, i happen to write at dawn so this is not beta-read yet.

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<<part 4 - part 6>> sweetest devotion masterlist here

as soon as elena stepped an inch outside of his property, mason didn’t think twice to slam the door shut and ran back inside to serena’s aide.

while she was well known for being dubbed calm beauty—in line with her majestic name inspired by the word serene—mason had never wanted someone to be boisterous it could hurt his ears. anything, really, other than the sight of serena, helplessly so, curled over to a foetal position in order to protect their baby.

their baby.

ironic how it was a life they created together yet serena was the only one protecting them and mason was the one who, despite the indirectness, had a hand in this entire ordeal. if it wasn’t because of mason, serena wouldn’t be lying on the floor, holding her bulging stomach whilst hiding her held-back grunts behind her gritted teeth.

this whole situation with his little family wasn’t the most ideal scenario but mason was anything but a murderer. his parents raised him better than that and yet, mason could easily have bloods in his hands just now.

mason could taste bile on the tip of his tongue, so bitter at the reality that—no matter however put—mason was the one who put two lives in danger tonight. fucking hell, mason didn’t even know the gender of his own flesh and blood yet.

“serena,” mason kneeled beside serena, trying to lift her up from the floor so he could get her some help in the speed of light. “serena, talk to me. how do you feel?”

mason’s question was only met by another pained grunt, followed by an erratic breathing pattern. he could sense serena was trying to control her breaths in between her cry for help.

“i need you to hang in there, okay?” mason had never been so lucky he was a footballer, accustomed by now to carry weights while running on a daily training basis, as he was reaching the door of his Lamborghini with her in his arms. “on scale 1 to 10, where are you?”

but as soon as the Chelsea star placed her down the passenger seat, serena cried out an eerily screeching shriek while her hands gripped the back of his neck on a death lock. mason’s ears were ringing in alert, his eyes looked everywhere for anything that could’ve possibly caused worse pain for serena.

as he looked down, he realised it could be anything because blood was already smeared everywhere—the leather seat, the dashboard, the sideboard, the floor of his car, the concrete floor of his garage… leading all the way back up to the house.

it was red all over and he’d never feared for having painted the town red.

it was red all over and he’d never feared for anything else than now.

“god, please,” serena wailed, tears running down her eyes now/ “please, make them stop.”

“I need you to hang in there, you got me?” mason’s hands were as fast as his feet on the pitch now, buckling her up while trying to soothe the back of her hand, the one cradling the protruding belly, in hope to reduce her stress. “you’ve been doing great so far, serena…”

the last line was honestly the red thread serena tried to hang her last bits of sanity left. because mason was right—she’d been doing well so far, despite all odds, and if she failed now, she’d only fail her only friend in this lifetime; her own baby. she had to make it.

serena’s deathly grip on mason’s free hand—as the other was holding the steering wheel—was the only thing that kicked off mason’s feet to push the pedal till the speedometer showed he’d breached the speeding limit. fuck repercussions, this was life and death.

the crispy screeching sound from his wild driving—drifting would be a better word choice, now that he’d thought about it—surprised the on-call doctors and hospital staffs. some immediately threw away their coffee and reached mason’s aide before he even called for help, and he was grateful for that because serena’s wailing certainly messed up his logical thinking at this point.

“what happened, sir?”

“she—”

mason didn’t know where to start in all honesty. and it was funny, the confusion, because he wanted to tell everything so serena could get the best treatment possible but mason’s mouth couldn’t seem to summon the words. why was that?

was it because he was afraid of people’s judgement towards her? towards them? towards their so-called arrangement? was it because he didn’t want people to know what he’d done to her? was it because he was ashamed that he was ultimately the source of her on-going pain? was it because he was afraid people would jail him for becoming a monster he’d never intended himself to be?

there’s also murderer who never intends to kill their victim in the first place, his father used to say whenever he gave lame excuses for not meaning things he said.

mason wanted to throw up. he truly had bloods in his hands. literally and figuratively.

how could he possibly be a father in this state?

“mr. mount,” someone tapped him by the shoulder, and only then did he realise they’d rolled away serena to another room. “I need you to tell me what happened to your wife.”

his wife. his fully, legally-wedded wife.

good god, he needed to puke.

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“mr. mount,”

hours later, a nurse finally came by to reach him, who’d been sitting and staring at the white walls lifelessly for the past hour, waiting for any news from anyone that had taken serena into their custody and care. now that he was called, mason stood up immediately, the pathetic excuse of plastic chair squeaked at the sudden movement.

“how’s my wife?”

for someone who proudly claimed he doesn’t have a wife and only a mother to his child—to ben chilwell’s face, no less—mason’s tongue rolled the word perfectly. like it wasn’t his first time calling serena his wife in public. like he didn’t even have to practice them. like it was natural for him. like it was supposed to be.

“they’re waking her up right now, and the baby’s doing fine,” the nurse smiled and mason let out a bated breath he didn’t know he was holding. “you can see her in 15 minutes.”

but mason didn’t want 15 minutes. mason wanted to be the first person to see it himself that serena was okay, that their baby was okay, that they both were okay, and that he didn’t hurt either of them.

the forward player let out a relieved sigh when he reached the assigned room for serena, his eyes zeroed on the sight of the mother lying peacefully now. gone was the agony from her face, despite the whiteness casted all over the pretty face, and mason had never been more in peace than knowing that their baby was also doing okay.

at least for now.

the nurse checked up on them every now and then, making sure the IV drip was working fine, her overall condition was okay. some even reminded mason that he could leave briefly to grab the both of them some garbs, an older nurse even went as far as scolding him to wash up and change his bloody pyjama top.

but how could he leave serena behind when he knew his crazy girlfriend could come in and assault serena once more behind his back?

right, elena. the big, fat elephant in the room. what to do with her?

in all honesty, mason was still in disbelief. he wanted to say elena was lying—possessed even—but he’d seen it with his own eyes. he truly had a hard time digesting the reality where elena—his sweet elena, unable to kill even a spider—was capable of hurting someone. a pregnant lady, moreover, until she bleed her life out. for him, nothing made sense regarding this whole situation.

or was that elena’s true self, one that mason didn’t know of?

“mason,” serena groaned, breaking his train of thoughts. her throat must’ve been very sore. “water.”

without further ado, mason immediately ran for a glass of water outside, as well as informing a nurse—the entire nurse station was perhaps a better fitted word—and anyone who knew their real arrangement would’ve been surprised to see how responsive mason was to every of serena’s whim that day. a fake husband shouldn’t demand fiercely for someone to attend his fake wife as soon as possible on a lazy Sunday morning.

“do you need anything else?” mason asked when he got back from fetching his delivery order, despite the nurses’ adamant complaint towards the fact he kept providing serena the patient with things she wasn’t suppose to be having yet. “a pillow or anything?”

“no, I’ve had enough,” serena smiled meekly. “thank you, mason.”

mason could feel his lips tugging upwards by a bit. “you’re wel—”

“didn’t I tell you,” mason and serena looked up to the dramatic door opening, only to find her personal doctor barging in, obviously pissed at the situation at hand. despite not glancing the married couple a glance, the doctor’s expression said it all. “that the next time you’re assaulted again I’m going to hunt your husband down?”

mason’s chest fell heavier than the biggest rock found on earth as soon as his brain could register the next time and assaulted again in the same sentence.

“oh there he is,” the doctor exclaimed, rather sarcastic this time around, as she looked up from the clipboard she was holding. “looks like I don’t need hunting after all.”

in another circumstances, mason would probably have a clap back to the doctor’s jab. but he didn’t have it in him, not today, not after learning too much all at once. he didn’t even think he had the right space of mind to even nod at whatever the doctor was saying, everything just went off before his eyes like a shinkansen train.

“I need you to be honest with me, serena,” mason didn’t waste another breath after the doctor—finally—walked away from the pristine white room. “the doctor said next time. when was the first time?”

serena’s breath was caught in her throat. she didn’t think mason would pay attention to such detail, for he was looking at distance during the whole time the doctor was berating her.

“serena, I need you to answer me.”

serena had been in countless intense court and constitutional hearings full of intimidating men greedy for more power and they’d never been able to tackle her face first—thus her given dib of calm beauty—but this… the way eternal fire was blazing in mason’s eyes, full of determination, hatred, vengeance all at once. it was certainly something she’d never wish to be on the receiving end.

mason turned her into a coward desperate in need of hiding. the papers back in her country would have a field day if they found out about this.

“serena,” mason clicked his tongue, obviously annoyed at her silence. “I’m not in a very patient mood.”

angry and bothered mason was certainly not a sight and side serena would want to see of him again. “remember the one week you thought I went missing?”

mason’s breath immediately got stuck on the airway.

it didn’t take a genius to figure out the main takeaway for her answer, and mason had never felt more useless and more similar to a piece of shit at that moment. how could he not, when he remembered precisely he once harboured an ill thought that serena wasn’t taking their arrangement seriously when she was the mastermind behind the plan?

but right now wasn’t the perfect time to dwell on his misjudgement. as much as serena’s words invoked a churning feeling inside of him, mason needed to know everything. “what did she do to you?”

serena was visibly gripping the blanket beneath her palms, playing with the fabric, while her lips were pursed in deep thought. oh, how much penny mason would pay for her thoughts in this moment… did she hate talking about this? if she did, which part of the incident did she particularly hate? or did she just want to forget about his? worse, was she contemplating not to tell him at all like the first time it happened?

“she always comes at wee hours, drunk and asking for you,” always? mason could feel his brows curling in confusion. “she always comes on times whenever you’re staying over the night and she always asks for you. I never let her in because you’re obviously sleeping so she gets physical about it.”

elena always comes whenever I left her for his own home? mason had to remind himself to breathe, gathering himself because there was no way he could continue this conversation without cooling his hand but that was the last thing he’d want to impose serena, especially not in her current recovering state.

“always?”

he needed her to confirm his hearing didn’t fail him, and serena averting his gaze was the most important answer mason needed.

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if mason was living in an animated world, his head would’ve been drawn with blowing smoke coming out of his crown and ears, as he drove down a familiar lane he wouldn’t wish to visit again.

the smoke was blowing harder and darker as his feet grazed down the asphalt towards the house he only stepped in a day ago—how time changes everything was real in every sense of the word. and everything serena had recounted back at the hospital didn’t help his mood at all. in fact, the more he recalled what she said, the more he gained the courage to burn the house if he could.

why and how could he even muster up that vile of intention, he didn't know. but he didn't want to know now, that would be a question for another day.

“serena, why don’t you talk to me about this?” mason whispered when serena had done elaborating each and every sequence of her hidden pain, partly in disbelief she’d been enduring such mistreatment for far too long, partly in outmost proud because she’d manage to recall each and every incident and willing to share them with him. his hands were untangling hers, one by one, releasing the gnawing grip she held over the frail blanket. in his defence, he was finding a distraction from the burning wrath boiling inside of him, slowly but surely, targeting at one particular person he didn’t want to see now but realised he needed to face. “why are you doing all these?” the footballer continued, gently—unlike his true nature inside of him. “you could’ve told me.” “it does not matter—” “it does to me,” serena had to hold back an audible gasp when she saw the raw emotions mason was displaying through the clear, brown orbs. “I want to know why you’d do such thing, endangering our baby.” while mason certainly didn’t want to be held accountable for another flash of pain in serena’s eyes, even for a split second, he needed to say the words. he needed to know her ulterior motive for doing such thing—a bit peculiar to see a princess, all in her glory and power, choosing to glower under pressure for a mere peasant, no? mason could practically see the gears shifting in her brain, probably contemplating to choose to reveal the truth or to spike another lie. “because one of us deserves a happy ending and by the looks of it, it’s never going to be me.”

replaying that particular scene fuelled his anger more. that was apparent by the way he knocked on the door like a police trying to catch a criminal red-handed—ironic enough for mason to laugh inwardly.

“mason!” surprise and elation were two emotions were clearly painted on his mistress’ face as she opened the door. “I didn’t expect—”

but mason had only one thing in his mind and it aligned with his initial intention. “don’t ever come near my wife and my child again, you got me?”

gone was the happiness in elena’s face, washed away and was now replaced by huge devastation. mason had never seen someone sporting that particular emotion so clearly. “but mase—”

“you got me?”

elena didn’t say anything and mason doubted she’d give any response any time soon—probably hoping to stall mason longer around her—so he decided to take matters to his own hands.

“don’t ever come near my family again or I’ll see you at court.”

next chapter contains:

“serena,” mason remembered thinking her last comment was so ridiculous that he had to grasp her by the shoulders, before grazing her now slightly bulging belly when she’d stayed in place. “you’re the most useful person in this household.”

#oh-saints writes #mason mount #mason mount fic #mason mount series #mason mount x oc #mason mount story #mason mount fanfic #mason mount fics #mason mount angst #mason mount fluff #mason mount imagines #footballer x oc #footie fics #football fanfic

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swtnrcmnt · 1 year

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୨୧ — s.r x singer!r; headcanons (2)

some more to feed into your daydreams ! thank u to honeybeespam for making the funniest reblog 😭🤍 enjoy !

- i left the other one off with hearing a sad song, but if you release something like “pov” by ariana grande (which lyrically is so beautiful it makes me wanna cry bc why can’t i have that) like because it gets so popular it’s playing everywhere and the team is having a field day teasing spence :((

- it’s basically canon that he mainly listens to classical music, imagine reader puts strings in her music and he’s just like I LOVE THIS

- mathematically breaks down the chords, beats, and tempo of the song lol

- singer!reader is rich as hell which = big house. he comes over and just sees this massive space that could be transformed into a library and is like “i’m moving in.”

- showing him red carpet outfits asking for his opinion but you still can’t choose because he thinks every single one is stunning >:(

- kittens everywhere because he finally has enough space to adopt some and somebody to watch them while he’s on a case (he’s a cat person, idc what anyone says)

- also as i said in the previous hc’s, she most likely moves in with him in dc, simply because it’s possible for her to work in somewhere that’s not la and would prefer to be home when spencer’s home

- elaborating on the freaky sound bites 🤭: picture those tiktok edits with reid’s breathing and whimpering in the background but she uses it in the instrumental of a song and only he knows about it ehehehehe

- if singer!reader does some acting on the side, best believe he watches every single movie she’s in the second it hits theatres ! supportive bf things

- lmfao her showing him edits or tiktoks her fans made of him and again, he’s flattered but extremely confused and concerned by their comments and captions. bless his heart :’)

- she probably has a lot of celebrity friends and penelope screams at spencer like “:o why didn’t you tell me that you were meeting a whole group of a-listers???”

- hates hearing people talk crap about you. he knows you’re numb to it because it’s the part that literally comes with fame: hate. but he can’t help it because he knows you personally and it hurts his feeling to hear people dislike you :(

- mr technophobe who buys all your album vinyls and gets them for free from you

- sending the team pr packages of merch and new stuff you launch !! and spencer wearing the hoodies you send him 24/7 and taking sm pride in it !

- filming tiktoks with him. even if he’s not exactly in the frame it could just be him adding a little cute comment to whatever you’re wearing :)

- is super super careful about telling people personal stuff about you especially because you’re globally known and have paparazzi on u left and right

- anytime there’s a particularly sadder song on an album he’s like “is this about me :(“ because he’s so so scared of fucking up and losing you

- the fear is also like 10x worse because he knows that if you two break up, it’ll be publicly displayed and he will literally see your face everywhere and hear your name all the time if you get with somebody new

- no no no cause, prison reid… and he has to take you off the visiting list because the guys around him keep making weird comments about you :’(

- a lot of really good angsty songs came out of those three months though hehe 🤭

here’s part one ! part three

that’s all i can think about right now ! hope u like :)

again, this reblog is everything to me 🫂🫧

#swtnrcmnt ۵ #criminal minds #spencer reid #spencer reid x singer!reader #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid headcanon #i love him so much

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Title: Wings of a Butterfly, Eye of the Tiger (Part 3)

Ship: Nemona x Juliana (Julinemo/Terajules)

Summary: Nemona and Juliana just can’t resist returning to Area Zero once more. They find new places to explore, new pokemon to discover, and a new things to learn … about pokemon battling, but also about each other. (Sequel to Picnic in Paradise)

Chapters: Part 1 Part 2

Tags: Slowburn, Romance, Friendship, Crushes, Action/Adventure, Pokemon Battles, Fakemon

The cave you were in seemed a lot quieter than the rest of the cave system, probably because there weren’t pokemon everywhere you turned. You could hear the occasional drip of water and the distant cry of a pokemon from somewhere, but that was about it. It felt exciting and a little eerie. Hellcat set the pace, creeping forward into the dim cavern, and you both followed close behind.

For about five minutes, your walk was uneventful. You passed by tera crystals that were growing from the ceiling and dripping water like stalactites, and followed the cave in a gradual downward slope deeper into the earth. Then you began to encounter pokemon again; only some Glimmets and Glimmora at first, until the pathway you’d been following led to a larger chamber, and then some Paradox Pokemon began to show up once more. It was nowhere near their usual numbers, though. As you passed by a Great Tusk plodding through the cave, you commented,

“It’s interesting there’s fewer pokemon back here. I wonder why. I guess because we’re so far in?”

Nemona agreed,

“Yeah, probably. Life’s a lot scarcer the deeper you go into caves or the deeper you go into the oceans.”

“Yeah, that’s true. That’s because there’s less food available, right?”

She nodded.

“Basically. I mean, most food chains have plant life at the bottom, and when there’s no sunlight, well, there’s no plants. There’s pokemon with a mineral-based diet like Carbink or Sabeleye of course, so they can live really deep in caves. But most pokemon eat other plants or animals.”

You gazed around the cave you were traversing.

“Seems like there’s no plants at all though, how do any of these guys eat?”

Nemona hummed,

“Well, there’s a few ways. Some pokemon species don’t live in caves full-time, they just roost in them or raise young there. They leave the caves at some point to eat. I think a lot of the pokemon we’ve seen probably do that since we see ‘em on the surface. Annnd, sometimes resources get washed into caves. Like those waterfalls that dump directly into here? Probably a lot of plants and fish in there. Also poop! Bacteria break it down and bug types can eat the bacteria and bigger stuff eat the bugs . . .”

You looked at her as she trailed off. She added on sheepishly,

“Sorry. Didn’t mean to ramble.”

“No, I was just thinking you really know your stuff!”

She laughed.

“Well, I’ve done a lot of reading, and I’ve listened to Jacq’s lectures for longer than you have. Gotta work hard if you wanna understand pokemon! But I’m sure you’ll pick it all up too.”

You noticed a small pod of Scream Tails ahead of you, floating in the air like weird pink balloons. When they noticed you, they turned to glare with big yellow eyes and hissed. Hellcat hissed in return at them.

“Let’s leave ‘em alone, Hellcat,” Nemona said, trying to guide the tiger away. The fact that Paradox Pokemon seemed to all have such aggressive dispositions certainly didn’t make exploring any easier. The pod of Scream Tails broke apart, floating their separate ways, apparently unnerved by Hellcat. However, one of them remained, an especially large one.

Now that you were looking closer at it, though, it wasn’t just larger; it also seemed to have longer hair. Instead of a tuft of hair on top of the head leading into a single long ponytail, it had three of them, the tails obscuring most of its face and covering its eyes. Its ears were longer, too, more like a rabbit’s.

“Umm, Nemona–”

“Yeah, I see it, what is that?? Is that just a Scream Tail or . . .”

The pink pokemon drifted closer, causing Hellcat to bristle and growl.

The wild pokemon also growled– the sound much deeper than you’d expect from a pink puffball. When it did, it showed its long, sharp fangs, much bigger than a Scream Tail’s. You nervously said,

“I think the answer is definitely ‘or.’”

Nemona enthused,

“Oh man, we found something good already? We’re so lucky!”

A soft pink glow began to surround the wild pokemon, the ‘tails’ drifting upwards at the same time, revealing the huge yellow eyes beneath, pulsing with dangerous energy.

“N-nemona . . .”

“Oh right, sorry. Hellcat, Dire Claw!”

Hellcat leapt into the air, striking a vicious blow before the pokemon could use its Psychic. The pokemon took massive damage and seemed to slowly deflate like a balloon, giving a strangled cry. Nemona praised,

“Great shot, Hellcat!”

You had a pokeball handy, so you gave it a toss, seeing if the pokemon was weak enough to catch already. It clicked with no problems.

“Great shot for you too, Jules!”

“Thanks.”

You both decided to immediately send the pokemon back out so you could heal it up and inspect it more. Hellcat watched over it in case it tried to misbehave.

Leaning against the wall of the cave as she studied the floating creature, Nemona asked,

“So we agree it’s gotta be an evolved form of Scream Tail, yeah?”

You nodded.

“Probably. It’s funny this is the first we’ve seen of it though, considering Scream Tails are everywhere.”

“Well, Jigglypuff can’t evolve unless they have a Moon Stone.”

“Oh, yeah. I forgot about that. So you think these are the same?”

“Seems like there’s a good chance. Oh, and maybe there are Moon Stones deep in these caves! And that’s why we’re seeing these guys here but not elsewhere.”

“Hmm. I guess we could always try to test it on one of our own Scream Tails sometime.”

“Good idea! We’ll definitely try that out sometime.”

You spent a couple minutes instructing the new pokemon, trying to check out its movepool and abilities. It showed you Psychic and Dazzling Gleam, nothing too unexpected.

Eventually Nemona said in an eager tone,

“You know, if it’s a new pokemon species, we’ll get to name it. Since we discovered it and all. That’s how it works, right?”

You smiled at the idea, but pointed out,

“IF it’s a new species. It’s possible Sada might have known about it already, especially if she thought to evolve a Scream Tail.”

“Aw, c’mon Jules, let a girl dream!”

You laughed.

“Okay, okay. What do you wanna call it, then?”

“Ummm . . . hmm. Well . . . I guess the name should be kinda similar since it’s an evolution . . .”

You watched the weird pink creature for a bit before suggesting,

“Maybe like, Screech Tail? Or Tails, I guess, it has three of ‘em.”

She shrugged,

“Works for me!”

You held up your pokeball and recalled the new pokemon. You answered,

“Great. At the very least, it should come in handy when we’re catching Roaring Moon.”

Nemona grinned.

“Good thinking. Okay, Hellcat, onward! To adventure!”

You both continued along the path with enthusiasm, despite the general gloomy atmosphere of the dim cavern. The trail led you deeper and deeper into the earth, growing steep and awkward to traverse before long. The ground was also slick with damp and slime; you fumbled your footing more than once, and Nemona had to catch you one of the times before you could fall on your face.

“You okay, Jules?”

She had an arm wrapped firmly around your side, her amber eyes full of concern as she gazed down into your own eyes.

You swallowed.

“Y-yeah! Fine. Thanks. It’s u-uh, it’s slippery.”

You were full of brilliant observations, as usual. Nemona let go and made sure you were steady before turning and agreeing,

“Yeah, it is getting kinda bad, plus it’s a bit dark . . . oh, I know.”

She pulled her Rotom phone out, hitting a few settings. The phone’s light switched on and it floated in the air, just above her head.

“There we go! Should be safer now.”

You looked at the phone, surprised.

“I didn’t know they could do that.”

“Yep! If there’s one thing I hear a lot about it’s all the dang features on these phones, I can show you all the other features sometime if you want,” she chuckled. You were too distracted noticing Nemona had apparently swapped her plain black phone case out to an orange one with little pictures of Pawmi and oranges. It was very cute.

She continued,

“Anyway, careful through this part, there’s sort of a step here.”

You made it past the steep bit just fine, but not too further along, you felt a bit off-balance again, wobbling, and started to wonder if your feet were intentionally betraying you. You swore this wasn’t on purpose–

Nemona asked,

“Whoa, is the ground moving?”

You paused, realizing it wasn’t just you; the ground really was trembling slightly. You answered,

“I think so . . .”

As soon as you’d finished speaking, it seemed to stop, though.

“Hm.”

You both continued on, curious and cautious. It had been a while since you’d run into another pokemon, but you spotted a Brute Bonnet trundling along up ahead. Hellcat bristled at it.

The ground began to tremble again, this time accompanied by a distant rumbling sound.

“Er . . .”

The Brute Bonnet moved faster, hobbling as quickly as it could on its stubby little legs, wanting to get the heck out of there. Water fell from the ceiling in big droplets. Hellcat shook its head, flicking the water off.

“Is it an earthquake?” you asked, trying to keep the anxiety from edging into your voice. This wasn’t the best place to be during an earthquake. Nemona answered,

“I dunno, maybe? But it hasn’t . . .”

The rumbling sound came again, this time much closer. In fact, it sounded as though it was echoing through the cave itself. You quickly realized the rythmic thumping wasn’t an earthquake at all.

They were footsteps. Approaching footsteps.

“Nemona–”

Nemona squared her shoulders, calling,

“Hellcat, get ready!”

You reached for your pokeballs, ready to back her up if need be, and the pair of you waited to face whatever was coming. The vibrations rattled some smaller stalactites loose from the ceiling, the crystals dropping and splintering, and the rumbling drew closer and closer. Further ahead in the gloom of the cave, you could see small bits of yellow flashing, lights flickering along the floor of the cave in little electric ripples.

And then you could make the creature out: just a dark figure at first, charging through the cave in your direction, although fortunately it wasn’t especially fast, just very noisy as it lumbered along. As it got closer you had the time to take note of some basic details. It was running on all fours, it was dark red with sooty black paws and legs, and it had zigzagging black stripes down its back. Its long black tail was held aloft and tipped in a jagged yellow spike in the shape of a lightning bolt; its ears were pointed and long, and it had a big spike protruding from its forehead, as well as a big ruff of spiky yellow fur around its neck. As it moved, its paws thumped heavily along the ground, leaving little ripples of electricity in its wake.

You exchanged a quick glance with Nemona.

“Is that a Raichu?” you asked, knowing it wasn’t one, but it bore a passing resemblance to one. A really big, spiky, angry one, anyway.

“Maybe an ancient Raichu? Hellcat, get ready to use Thorn Fang!”

The tiger crouched, baring its fangs, ready for the foe lumbering towards it. The ancient Raichu gave a cry, the sound more akin to rolling thunder than the high-pitched noise from a usual Raichu. You could see its beady black eyes now as it approached, and the sharp little fangs protruding from its mouth. The ruff around its neck seemed to be charging up with energy, a dangerous yellow-orange flickering of power between the pieces of spiky fur. Something about it struck you as sort of odd, but you didn’t put it together fast enough.

Nemona, however, did. Her eyes widening, she called,

“Hellcat, wait!”

Her hand quickly moved to her belt and she spent a half-second choosing a ball, then snatched it up, throwing it. Her Great Tusk materialized right in front of Hellcat, just in time for the ancient Raichu to charge into it with an earth-shuddering crash. Electricity and flames were thrown off from the impact, crackling in the air, but Great Tusk’s body shielded you, Nemona and Hellcat from any crossfire.

“Great Tusk, use Close Combat!”

The mammoth swung its trunk, smacking its foe across the face, then reared up, kicking at it with its hefty feet. The ancient Raichu gave a guttural cry, staggering backwards before standing up on two legs, its tail lashing back and forth, beady eyes glaring. Energy started to build around its ruff again, and you got a better look at why it seemed so strange. The yellow-orange ripples of energy flowed between the spines of fur in serpentine squiggles, and it was hard to tell if it was electricity or fire– or possibly both, as seemed to be the case.

“Great Tusk, Knock Off!”

You silently noted that Nemona was intentionally holding back with her attacks, probably with the aim of wanting to capture this pokemon. Great Tusk whacked its foe once again with its trunk. The ancient Raichu recovered from the hit and then rushed forward, butting hard into Great Tusk with the horn on its head, sending out another mighty sputter of flames and electricity.

“Knock Off, again!”

When Great Tusk brought its trunk down once more, it knocked its foe clean off its feet, dropping it back down to all fours. The ancient Raichu gave a rumbling cry, sounding tired.

“Now’s our chance!” Nemona yelled, reaching for an empty pokeball from her bag. She took aim and threw it.

However, the wild pokemon was not intent on cooperating. It dodged the pokeball, then turned tail and began to run. Nemona shouted,

“Wh-uh?! It’s running? Oh no you don’t, get back here!”

Nemona quickly recalled her Great Tusk and then took off after the pokemon. It was stomping away at a pretty good pace, but Nemona was fast.

“N-nemona, wait!”

You and Hellcat chased after her. Of course, Hellcat outpaced you very quickly and then you were alone, splashing through puddles and slipping over rocks in the dim cavern, trying to keep up. You turned a bend in the path and saw the fleeing pokemon was rushing towards a round hole in the cave wall, which was encrusted in tera crystal. When it reached the hole, it got up on two legs and then jumped through, vanishing from sight.

“Hey! You’re not escaping that easily!” Nemona yelled, charging after it and jumping into the hole without hesitation, like an absolute madwoman. You could hear a startled yelp from her before she vanished from sight. You cried,

“Nemona!”

Hellcat had stopped at the hole, hesitant, but you couldn’t afford to hesitate when Nemona could be in danger. You reached the hole in the wall, finding it was a tunnel coated entirely in smooth rainbow crystal, dripping in water. You hopped up and climbed in, calling,

“Nemona?”

You tried standing, but almost immediately you felt yourself slipping on the wet crystal. Your shoes gave way and you landed on your butt– and then, to your horror, felt yourself sliding through the tunnel. You yelped and tried to stick your arms out to brace yourself, but your slide was way too rapid, and you went shooting through the tunnel on your back like some kind of terrifying water slide. You gave a prolonged shriek as the slide swooped you down in a huge drop, then swooped up again and twisted around and around. The world was spinning in sparkling rainbows, completely disorienting you.

After one final drop and swoop upwards, you felt yourself flung free from the slide, which mercifully spat you out at a speed and distance that was relatively gentle.

You landed on your stomach, colliding with something soft.

“Ooof,” the something grunted, giving you a pretty good idea of what you’d probably landed on. You pushed your torso up with your elbows and met with Nemona’s wide, honey-amber eyes, your faces hardly more than a breath apart.

“Gkkk,” you said, the blood rushing to your face so fast you could hear it roaring in your ears. Nemona giggled. You could feel the giggle ripple through her chest and vibrate your own.

“Hi,” she chirped. You tried to remember how your vocal chords worked. Nemona’s brows quirked up higher in amusement while you struggled, which was frankly making it worse.

“Hhhhiiii,” you finally uttered, proud to get the syllables out. You were briefly lost in the details of Nemona’s eyes, realizing her streaks of golden amber had flecks of tangerine in them. Gosh you were close. Have you ever been this close to her before? You were pretty sure you hadn’t.

“You, um, you need a minute?”

You blinked at her question, confused. The bridge of her nose and cheeks pinkened a little, highlighting her freckles all the more. Her voice was light and playful when she continued,

“‘Cause I don’t exactly mind resting here with you, but we should proooobably get up before that pokemon gets away . . .”

Your brain finally caught up with what she was saying and you squeaked, scrambling to get off your poor friend. It was an entirely graceless affair, but you finally righted yourself and helped Nemona climb to her feet as well, stammering out an excuse to her.

“S-s-sorry, I-I– ummm– I was, uh, a bit dizzy from the slip-n-slide?”

It wasn’t exactly wrong. She laughed,

“Yeah, that was a pretty wild ride, wasn’t it? I was thinking of going again–”

An awful noise interrupted her, shrieky and shrill, coming from the crystal-lined tunnel. The both of you managed to get out of the way before a bright green tiger was expelled from the slide, splatting onto the ground. Its claws were all stuck out and its fur was all frizzed up, its eyes gone huge. Nemona’s Rotom phone went shooting through the slide next, smacking lightly into Hellcat and causing the tiger to jump. The tiger grumbled and shook itself off, looking incredibly disturbed and disgusted with its experience.

“Oh, Hellcat! Aaw, you came down here for me? Are you okay?”

You watched Nemona try to comfort the tiger, feeling grateful for the distraction. Maybe your face would stop burning in like an hour. Nggh. Hellcat still refused to let Nemona actually pet it, and it withdrew to lick itself and sulk, but at least it wasn’t growling at her or anything, so it was honestly progress. Nemona seemed to recognize this fact, telling the pokemon,

“Okay, you need your space, I’ll let you recover from the scary slide. I’m sooo proud of you though Hellcat.”

She moved back over to you, looking you over carefully and asking,

“And how ‘bout you? Still dizzy or anything?”

You glanced away bashfully under her scrutiny, murmuring,

“N-no, I’m good now, I think.”

She nodded and grabbed her backpack off the ground, answering brightly,

“Great! Let’s go find that pokemon before it gets away then!”

She took off before you could respond or even think about mentioning that running ahead and leaping blindly into tunnels was maybe a bad idea. Exasperated, you shouted after her,

“Nemona!!”

Once again you gave chase, following her down the rocky corridor. At least it wasn’t too dark in this part of the cave– if anything, it seemed even brighter, probably due to a larger number of glowing tera crystals. You were grateful when you caught up to Nemona not too far along the path ahead, having apparently cornered the weary Raichu lookalike. Honestly it was impressive how fast she’d tracked it down. She had her Great Tusk out again, but she was busy digging through her bag. When she noticed your approach, she called,

“Oh, Jules, I found them! Come quick!”

You hurried to join her, and she said,

“I’m so glad it didn’t slip away, that would have sucked. Ugh, do you know where your empty balls are, mine kinda rolled around in the chaos–”

“Got you covered,” you answered, grabbing a Dusk Ball from your bag and chucking it at the ancient Raichu. The pokemon resisted and popped out of the ball, but after a few more, the ball finally clicked shut. Nemona cheered and went to pick up the pokeball off the ground, while you tried to catch your breath and get your heartrate back under control. Chasing after Nemona was definitely an experience.

After grabbing the ball, Nemona rushed to you with an excited gleam in her eyes, asking,

“Do you know what this means, Juliana?”

You looked at her, trying to think. After a bit you said,

“Uhmmm, that I probably should have brought more Dusk Balls with me?”

She laughed.

“Well, that too, yeah, but also, Hellcat wasn’t the only new pokemon in Area Zero! There’s more to find down here, I bet a bunch more if we keep going!”

“You think so?”

“Yeah, we’ve already found three species, there’s bound to be more, right? And none of them were mentioned in the Scarlet Book at all, or any of Sada’s notes we happened to read.”

You nodded thoughtfully.

“That’s true . . .”

Nemona pressed the Dusk Ball into your hands, gushing,

“Which means we might be the first trainers in existence to have seen and captured these pokemon!!”

You weren’t entirely convinced you two were the first, since it was always possible Sada had records about them you simply hadn’t noticed. However, it was also equally possible you were the first, and Nemona’s excitement was terribly infectious. You broke into a grin, admitting,

“That is a pretty awesome thought.”

“I know, right?? It’s so cool, I–” She squeezed her hands into excited fists and gave a giddy little giggle, then impulsively grabbed you and hugged tight, your cheeks smooshed together as she exclaimed,

“I’m so glad we got to discover them together!!”

Your skin rippled pleasantly in icy-hot goosebumps, but she released you before your brain had the chance to shut down entirely, which was probably for the best. Then she looked a little self-conscious, saying,

“Sorry. Got a little excited there, heh.”

You hastened to reassure her.

“No, you– you have every reason to be! It is cool, I think I just have a habit of being afraid to hope for things I really want. But if we really are the first . . . that’s incredible. Like, it’s not just finding a new species, it’s finding an ancient, otherwise extinct species. Which is just nuts. And it’s honestly totally possible, since the Time Machine was transporting pokemon completely on autopilot until we finally shut it down.”

She nodded with enthusiasum.

“Yeah, exactly! Okay, I’m glad you get it, I woulda felt weird to be the only one this psyched.”

You smiled and looked down at the pokeball in your hands.

“It’s definitely not just you. Plus, not to get too hopeful but I um, I think maybe this ancient Raichu might be pretty special? Was it just me or did it look like this guy was using electricity and fire at the same time? I dunno if that’s even possible, can pokemon moves be, like, dual-type?”

Nemona nodded again.

“I did notice that. Well, I noticed something funny at any rate. I always thought it was impossible, at school they always told us moves can only be one type. But . . . who knows? We’re in uncharted territory here, so I feel like anything’s possible, you know?”

You thought about that for a bit, rolling the pokeball in your hands. It was incredibly tempting to let the pokemon out and study it to try and learn more right then and there, because it intrigued you so much. But you also wanted to keep exploring the cave, and you knew Nemona would want to, too.

You looked at her.

“Guess we’ll find out more when we battle each other later, huh?”

She grinned.

“I like the way you think.”

You heard a quiet little chirp and glanced up, noticing Hellcat had caught back up to the two of you. Funny, you hadn’t noticed the pokemon make that kind of noise before; it seemed to be some kind of greeting. The tiger’s ears were perked and it looked at you both attentively. Nemona greeted,

“Hi Hellcat! You all dried off and ready for more exploring?”

The tiger made another quiet chirp, as if responding.

“I think they’re starting to like you, Nemona.”

“Really?” She sounded hopeful.

“Yeah. They don’t even try to bite you any more!”

She chuckled.

“Well, I guess it’s something.”

You took the opportunity to finally look around at the cave you’d ended up in, since you hadn’t really had the chance to yet in all the rush. The space was relatively narrow and cramped compared to other parts of the cave, but it was packed full of tera crystals glowing from all sides. The ground was sloped downward, the cave ahead leading ever deeper into the earth.

“How far down do you think that tunnel brought us?”

Nemona was busy quickly re-sorting the empty pokeballs in her bag. She answered,

“No clue.”

You took a glance at your Rotom phone, but as expected, there was no service down here. Obviously. It was a good thing the caves you’d been following so far were generally one-way and not some confusing mazes, or else you’d be worried about getting lost. Getting back up that water slide tunnel would be a bit of a pain on the return trip, but you felt confident Scarlet could carry you guys up if need be.

Turning your focus back to the path ahead, you asked,

“How much deeper do you think it goes?”

Nemona zipped her bag up and slung it back over her shoulder. She smirked,

“No clue. Only one way to find out.”

You couldn’t argue with that logic. As you both began to walk again, you started to tell her,

“So, I was gonna mention, maybe next time when there’s a pokemon or a mysterious tunnel leading somewhere, you could–”

Nemona suddenly stopped, staring ahead intently.

“Wait, did you hear that?”

You frowned.

“Hear what?”

There was a very distant noise echoing in the cave, a low chattery kind of sound that could have been a pokemon cry.

“Geez. You know, your hearing’s scary good.”

“That’s a pokemon! C’mon, let’s go see!”

Nemona started to run, but you lurched forward and grabbed her wrist before she could get away.

“Wait, wait, this is exactly what I’m talking about, Nemona!”

She turned to you, blinking.

“What?”

“You can’t just . . .” You hesitated and sighed, starting again,

“Well, you can, but I’d prefer it if you didn’t just run ahead every time there’s something going on. I get that you’re excited, but you might be charging right into danger! I was really worried when you jumped into that tunnel blindly, that could have ended up pretty badly if it had spit us out from a bit higher up!”

Nemona looked at you a moment, then slumped a little, looking guilty.

“Sorry, Jules . . . I wasn’t trying to worry you. Or, uh, do anything risky. I guess I just was really focused on not letting the pokemon get away . . .”

You smiled gently and said,

“I understand. You don’t have to feel bad about it, I just want to make sure you’re safe, you know? And also, well . . . I’d rather face things together on this adventure. We’re a team, after all.” You suddenly felt a little unsure after saying it outloud and added, “Uhm, I mean, we are, right?”

Nemona studied you a moment, a soft smile forming on her face. Then she reached out and took your hand.

Her voice was clear and certain when she answered,

“You’re right. I’ll remember from now on.”

You returned her smile, relieved.

“O-okay! Then, um . . . let’s go see what that noise was.”

“Yeah!”

You both forged ahead, following a path that continued downward and grew more cramped the more you traveled. At several points it was necessary to squeeze past some large rocks blocking the way; it appeared as though there had been some partial cave-ins at some point in the past. It was an unnerving reminder that you were indeed beneath an enormous amount of earth and rock that could crush you like a bug if something cataclysmic occurred. Thankfully Nemona’s excitement for adventure was an easy distraction, keeping you from dwelling on such thoughts for long. Besides, your curiosity overrode the nervousness you felt. The path seemed to meander down into the earth forever, and for a long time, there was not much to see but rock, dirt and tera crystals. There was nary a wild pokemon in sight, but you kept going anyway.

Then, with very little fanfare, the tunnel you’d been following emerged into a massive space, the ceiling towering above you like an enormous vault of crystal, the path soon leading to a narrow catwalk. On either side of the catwalk was a sheer drop, the ground so far below that it was impossible to even see exactly where it ended. Huge columns of crystal jutted up from the pits, growing at random angles, like the world’s prettiest death trap. For a good thirty seconds you and Nemona just stared silently in awe, taking it all in, eyes wide.

“I don’t know how Area Zero manages to keep getting more and more impressive,” Nemona finally said, her voice hushed, almost as if she were worried that speaking too loud would disturb the peace here. You were gazing down into the pit.

“How does it just keep going down? I bet you’d fall into the Earth’s core if you fell down there.”

Nemona gave a nervous chuckle, taking your hand again.

“Let’s not test that theory. We’ll just take the path nice and slow, okay?”

“Yeah. That sounds good.”

Hellcat moved ahead of you both, not intimidated by the enormous drop. It quickly crossed over the catwalk, reaching a broader area beyond. You and Nemona took your time, mindful of your steps so that you wouldn’t go tripping into the blackness. The air that rose up from the pit was cool and pleasant-smelling, like musty, damp earth. When you reached the other side of the catwalk, you found Hellcat was slinking about, ears perked and nose sniffing the air. It lowered into a crouch and began to stalk forward. Nemona muttered to you,

“I think they found something.”

You both carefully followed after the tiger. Hellcat was approaching a large patch of crystals that were sprouting from the ground. The crystals grew in long and thin columns, almost resembling some kind of plant from the way they were growing, like an aloe vera or some other succulent. You couldn’t see why Hellcat found it so interesting, but as you drew closer you noticed a quiet little chattering noise emanating from the crystals. It sounded a bit like the noise Nemona had noticed earlier, in fact. Perhaps you’d finally caught up to it.

The cry sounded vaguely familiar to you, and you were busy trying to figure out what it reminded you of when you finally caught sight of some movement: a slithering black shape, coiled among the crystals. Hellcat’s eyes narrowed to slits and it looked as though it was preparing to spring. You glanced to Nemona; it seemed she saw no reason to interfere, since Hellcat was basically doing all the work in tracking down the pokemon. You both watched and waited.

Hellcat lunged, striking at the mysterious pokemon with its claws, but the tiger’s paws impacted hard with a crystal instead of a pokemon. There was a harsh cry, raspy and aggressive, and the serpentine black shape reared upwards, a vivid, glowing stripe of orange suddenly lighting up along the length of its body; there was a flash of teeth and glaring eyes as the body swayed, and you realized the pokemon was being reflected over and over in the array of tera crystals, making it extremely difficult to tell where it actually was.

“Uh-oh. Um, any guesses, Nemona?”

The wild pokemon hissed, and you could see a purple tongue flicking around curved, black teeth. From all the reflections, you honestly couldn’t tell how many heads the snake had, because at the moment it seemed like you were staring at a very angry hydra.

“Uuhm, I . . . there! I think. Hellcat, Dire Claw, there!”

Hellcat lashed out where Nemona pointed, but once again was foiled by the fakes, cracking a crystal instead of hitting a pokemon. Despite that fact, the snake didn’t take kindly to the attempted attack. It opened its mouth and spat a fireball. Hellcat tried to dodge but was partly singed by the attack, and it gave an angry shriek in response.

“Oh man. Another fire type? This just isn’t your day, Hellcat, I’m sorry,” Nemona said, looking guilty about the hit Hellcat had taken.

“Don’t worry, Nemona, I have an idea,” you said, quickly checking through your pokeballs for the right one.

“Got it, partner. Let’s back off for now, Hellcat, let Juliana handle this one.”

You grabbed up the ball you needed from your bag and tossed it. The purple form of your Gengar took shape. The ghost looked around at the situation, curious, and then turned his eyes to you.

“Gengar! There’s some sort of . . . uhh, something in that patch of crystals. I want you to use Dazzling Gleam!”

Gengar grinned and nodded, then turned to face his foe. Nine different heads hissed at Gengar, but the ghost was not easily intimidated. He floated forward, a small light starting to build as he charged his attack.

“Cover your eyes, Nemona!”

Gengar unleashed his move, a brilliant white light flashing, reflecting in the crystals dozens and dozens of times; you could see the incredible brightness even behind your closed eyes. The wild pokemon’s cry was loud and grating, and you got the feeling Gengar had hit it hard.

When you opened your eyes, you saw the snake spew a stream of fire in retaliation, engulfing Gengar in flames. The ghost grunted, looking charred and wounded, but stuck it out. You ordered,

“Again Gengar, Dazzling Gleam!”

Your pokemon unleashed another sparkling attack, his foe crying out in pain once more. The snake uncoiled from the tera crystal it was wrapped around and began to slither out of the patch of crystals, perhaps starting to think the better of its hiding place. As its head peeked out, you could see it much better: it had a long, toothy snout and a pair of narrow, purple eyes. The stripe of orange that ran along its body continued up back its neck and onto its head, splitting into a pattern with several prongs on the top of its head. The shape almost made it look as though it were a glowing, orange crown.

The orange crown began to glow brighter and brighter, a sphere of orange energy forming there. The pokemon flicked its head upwards, shooting the ball of energy up into the air over your heads. Your eyes widened. You’d seen this move enough times to recognize it by now.

“Draco Meteor?! Gengar, watch out!” The orange ball of energy exploded, creating a volley of meteors that began to rain down. Neither you or Nemona had expected such a move, so Gengar wasn’t the only one trying to dodge; Hellcat, you and Nemona all scrambled to get out of the path of the meteors as well. You slipped on the ground in your haste, managing to catch yourself before crashing down too painfully. You grunted and twisted around to quickly assess the others– thankfully, it seemed there weren’t any casualties. You yelled,

“Gengar, Dazzling Gleam, one more time!”

Gengar sprang ahead, the flashes of pure fairy energy overwhelming his opponent. Despite how exhausted the snake was by now, it still managed to spit a fireball in return. Gengar trembled and then fainted, and you called,

“That’s okay Gengar, you did great!”

You returned Gengar to his ball, quickly trying to assess if the wild pokemon was catchable by now– it probably was. You reached for your bag, only to realize it had slipped off while you’d been dodging meteors. Aw, nuts. You glanced up when you heard the snake hiss again. It was slithering towards you.

“Nemo–”

“Got you covered!” she responded immediately, throwing a pokeball. The ball hit its target and shook twice, then the snake popped out again, still hissing. She yelled,

“Don’t be stubborn, get in there!”

The second ball she tossed successfully captured, causing you to sigh in relief.

“Thanks, Nemona.”

“Yeah, of course! Great job handling that, by the way– Dazzling Gleam was such a great idea.”

She picked the pokeball up and tried to hand it to you, but you shook your head.

“Keep it, I took the last two.”

“You sure?”

“Yep.”

“Okay! Heheh, this is gonna be so fun to use. I’m guessing it’s Fire/Dragon? I’ve never seen anything use Draco Meteor other than dragon types before, so that’s my best guess.”

You nodded.

“Yeah, seems a good bet to me. It really surprised me, though.”

“I know, right? But then again, you never know with pokemon. Especially these Paradox Pokemon, they seem to have a lot of surprises.”

That certainly was the truth. You surveyed the damage caused by the Draco Meteor. A number of impact craters in the ground but nothing too serious– no catastrophic cave-ins or anything. You were glad none of you had been struck by the attack, though.

“Guess we should make sure to really be on our toes from now on, huh?”

She answered, “Yeah, for sure.” Then, with an excited gleam in her eyes, she turned to you and added,

“But what I tell ya, Jules? We’re already on our third new pokemon, I knew we’d keep finding more!”

You laughed,

“You were right. At this rate we’re gonna be able to write a sequel to the Scarlet Book.”

It was just a joke, but Nemona looked thrilled with the idea.

“Oooh, that’d be so cool! Well, La Primera would have to be okay with releasing information about Area Zero to the public first, I guess . . .”

“And that’s assuming she doesn’t kill us if we tell her that we keep coming down here.”

“Oh come on, she wouldn’t kill us! She wouldn’t be that mad . . . would she?” Nemona looked suddenly uncertain. You shrugged.

“I dunno, you know her better than I do.”

Nemona seemed to consider for a few moments, then said,

“Um, let’s keep exploring!” You didn’t have a problem with leaving thoughts of punishment for another time– you were already down here, and you were going to enjoy it to the fullest while you could. You and Nemona continued onward, mindful to check any patches of crystals from now on in case they contained any surprises. However, nothing else unexpected seemed to be lurking. There seemed to be very few pokemon in general at these depths, in fact. You passed by a few docile Carbink, then walked a path that wasn’t as narrow as earlier, but was close enough to the dizzying drop that you both continued to be careful and take your time.

Eventually you met with another tunnel, covered in smooth tera crystal and leading ever-deeper into the earth. This one was different, though, as it was blocked by a very large collection of crystals. The crystals that composed the roadblock seemed to be denser and more opaque than the usual tera crystals.

“Can you squeeze by?” Nemona asked, trying to see if she could wedge herself between the crystals and the tunnel. You attempted to do so on the other side, but the crystals had grown far too close, almost sealing off the tunnel entirely.

“Nah. We’ll have to use Scarlet.”

You both backed off and sent out Koraidon, then ordered a Rock Smash. Scarlet gave the crystal a good thwack with his tail, but the crystals remained solid.

“Try again, Scarlet!”

He hit it again, but to no effect. Several more attempts, each time with increasing intensity, also ended in failure. Scarlet backed off and licked at his bruised tail, giving a little whine.

“You okay, Scarlet? Hmmph. I don’t think this crystal is gonna budge. Don’t worry, boy, I won’t make you keep trying.”

You returned him to his ball. Nemona crossed her arms, complaining,

“Well this stinks! I wonder why this crystal is so much tougher than the other ones?”

You shrugged.

“It’s pretty big. Maybe it’s older and thicker? At any rate, this might be the end of the line for us.”

She sighed sadly.

“Yeah. It’s starting to look like it.”

Your hand was still resting against the large crystal when a familiar sound echoed within the cavern: a loud, feral roar. Your eyes widened, and you both quickly turned.

Floating high in the air above the pit was a pokemon with crescent-moon shaped wings tipped in a row of feathers. Its forearms had long, sharp talons and its armored head had spiky tufts of feathers and crocodilian jaws. A pair of yellow eyes peered down at you from above.

“Roaring Moon?” Nemona whispered. You nodded silently.

That wasn’t the strangest part, though. The Roaring Moon was Terastallized, which in itself was not unusual. But it wasn’t like any Terastallization you’d ever seen. The pokemon’s body was glittering in an entire rainbow of colors, and its Tera Jewel was . . . more of a Tera crown, studded with a whole slew of shimmering hexagonal gemstones.

Hellcat bristled and growled at the pokemon while you and Nemon exchanged a look, dumbfounded.

The dragon gave another roar.

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