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thedivinershiddenarchive · 1 year

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Hello!! I hope it's okay if I can request something revolving around stepcest with Tartaglia? Tartaglia later in life gets a (mute) younger step sister, and while she becomes attached to her new siblings, she is much more attached to Tartaglia. It became clear later on that before she was adopted, she was most likely traumatized and grew most attached to Tartaglia because of how protective he is.

Years pass and Tartaglia decides to take things to the next level. When it's just the two of them, he tries to take advances, which initially freaked her out due to her trauma. He notices this and tries to comfort(???) her, assuring her that she'll be safe with him, and that he'll try to "help her recover" if she lets him. Even if he is doing this, I like to think he genuinely cares about her and wants her to be safe with him. (For kinks, perhaps praise and a little orgasm control/edging? I'm not sure if you do clit play, maybe that too?)

If this is a lot or too much please feel free to discard this! ^-^ Thank you and I hope you're having a good one!

Secrets can be kept in Snow.

CHARACTERS ; Childe;Tartaglia x Fem!Mute!Reader

CONTENT ; trauma/bad childhood, hints of sexual abuse, family problems (not childe's), fighting and arguments (not from reader or tartaglia), stepcest, dub-con, soft and comforting!tartaglia, reader doesn't speak and only makes noises, usage of "sweetheart/girlie/baby/sweet girl/good girl", praises, edging (once), fingering, clit play (i think), vaginal

A/N ; Thank you for the request, anon! I had fun writing this

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Darkness and cracked glass. You’re all too familiar with it. Especially if the glass is laid down with a splash of firewater on the wooden floor along with loud and endless quarrels.

You were used to those quarrels but you can’t help but feel scared every time they start. Especially when they brought you into them physically or verbally. You wondered if everything would’ve been fixed if you weren’t there, you were blamed for your very existence because of your parents.

You learned not to talk back or say anything when it comes to arguing with you. You stayed silent a lot that you almost thought this was something you were born with. Though you can’t blame yourself because of this but you can criticize yourself because their fights all started because of you. It was always you.

You learned not to physically fight back when your dad tried making moves on you, you were scared when he first started doing it and made it much more physical. Threatening that if you told your mother that he’ll punish you more, but that those threats didn’t stop you either way.

You don’t know if you were thankful or not when your mother married a different man when you got older. You really didn’t like how your dad acted towards you but you didn’t have a good bond with your mother either.

You met her husband not too long before the wedding started, including his kids. They were quite affectionate when meeting you, welcoming you into their house with hugs and excitedly squealing to meet their new step-sister.

They all expected a response from you but you didn’t even say a word, only slow breathing was heard through their ears when they finished greeting you. All the gingers thought you disliked them or worse, hated them. But on the inside, your heart was warming up from how tender they were.

You assumed they’d change the longer they get used to you but they didn’t. It felt nice being a part of the family, especially one so sweet and cheerful.

Tonia, a really kind little girl who tries to get you into playing dresses with her. She would always try out some Royalty roleplay with you where you’re the queen and she’s the princess. You played along, even without saying anything. Though she didn’t mind it, but it would be nice hearing what your voice would sound like.

Anthon who would help in his father’s baking and cooking and have you try it with him. You became the main helper now while he fetches you the ingredients to cut or cook. Before that, he’d try to make up all sorts of stories from different nations you haven’t even heard of. Were you that closed off that you don’t know about them? (you can’t help but be skeptical of how Anthon was convinced that the people of Liyue were people made out of stones and eat stones.)

Teucer would always try to get you to play all sorts of games, be it snowballing outside or pretend sword fighting. Of course he learned to play soft with you because of how sensitive you can be. He doesn’t really know why you acted that way and was always curious about you.

But Ajax took up the hints on why you still feel uneasy. Ever since you met them, every loud sound you’re able to hear, you flinch. A simple call of your name causes you to scurry away and a touch on your skin has you moving away from whoever was making any physical contact with you.

It was a nice change of pace to see you with them much more instead of locking yourself in a room on the day you first entered their house. You tried participating in every possible activity they were in and tried helping out with their homework through notes.

Both you and Ajax played around more since you were in the same age and could relate to one another. He hates seeing you get made fun of because of your silence. You know you can’t fight back, that’s what you’ve learned from your parents. Staying quiet and not arguing back. The ginger was more than happy to take care of the mess.

You’d be stuck on his side when both of you were sent to get groceries by your mother telling you so and he’d do all the talking and buying while you held the small paper that included all the ingredients you needed to buy.

It was nothing common when one of the sellers would try to make moves with you, especially when buying snacks, the vendor would make yours much more special while Ajax got the usual. He’d have you behind him while he threatens the man, causing him to back off.

The whole walk back home included the ginger hugging your waist with one hand. His other hand holds all three bags while you only hold a light paper pouch that includes snacks.

You enjoyed your time with Ajax a lot and find yourself being quite affectionate with him. When it came to his story times, he’d have you close to his side while you hugged his arm and your head on his shoulder, snuggling into him a bit.

When you had nightmares, he’s the first one you’d go to. Shaking him lightly to wake him up and his tired eyes would open up a bit, looking up at you. He saw you shaking a bit and he patted the spot near him for you to lay down. Your whimpers died down when you rested on the mattress with your face snuggled into his chest.

Ajax would always have you close to him on his chest, arms hugging you tightly while you had most of the blanket to yourself. He didn’t mind though, he’s used to the winter and cold climate, it’s just that you still weren’t.

It became a routine at this point and even your family members noticed it, even your mother.

Though it became quite lonely ever since he left to train for the Fatui. It’s been months without him and you couldn’t help but zone out much more often and hug your pillows to sleep. The pillows didn’t share the same comforting warmth that Ajax gave you nor did they relax you in any type of way.

Ajax felt the same. He became worried about his family and how they were doing, but he was much worried about you because of your mental stability. He’s seen you scared and he hates those eyes that hold fear.

He can relate that with his time in the Abyss. It drained his humanity away and became so bloodthirsty for a fight but he never wished it to happen to his siblings. Your eyes almost didn’t hold any shine, it only sparked up when you were near him or his siblings. He wanted them to shine permanently, he just had to find out how.

When he came back to his homeland after officially being a Harbinger, you were the first to hug him when the ship descended. He too missed you as well. It was hard not thinking about his siblings and parents.

Once everyone came home and celebrated Ajax’s arrival, he gave everyone the gifts he'd bought in the city he was training in. You didn’t even open yours, your eyes were too focused on him. Ajax smiled softly, knowing that you missed him more than a few souvenirs.

When he told you he’d be leaving in a few weeks again for the missions the Tsaritsa has given him, you couldn’t help but not let him go from the hug. Ajax sighed, knowing you were the one who’ll miss him the most because of how attached you are to him. He thought it was cute instead of bothersome.

The days he had in Morepesok were spent with lots of ice fishing, cooking, and cuddling with you. He noticed your body movements based on how much you wanted to spend your time with him as much as you could before he left, so he obliged with it. Those lonely and cold nights turned into sweet and warm slumber with him.

On the last day you really didn’t let go of him, you were scared to. Ajax assured you he’ll come back soon but you didn’t listen to him, making it hard for him to get on the ship for the important occasions he has to be in.

His face softened seeing you shiver from the cold and from witnessing him about to leave. “Hey, I’ll be back, okay?” the ginger whispered softly and you only hugged him tighter. “I want to make a promise with you, [Y/N].” he patted your shoulders, you hesitated but you finally looked up at him.

He held your hand up and poked your pinkie out and connected it with his. “I promise to make those eyes of yours shine permanently. I promise to make sure you’ll feel safe, even without me around, if that’s possible,” he laughed silently, “and I promise you when we get older, we’ll be closer than ever.”

You didn’t know what he meant by the last promise, but there were so many oaths in one that you don’t know if he’ll even be able to achieve them but you didn’t let doubt get in your mind.

“You make a pinkie promise, you keep it all your life. You break a pinkie promise, I throw you on the ice. The cold will kill the pinkie that once betrayed your friend, the frost will freeze your tongue off so you never lie again.”

Ajax sang, making you chuckle softly. You’ve heard Teucer sing this rhyme a lot but you rarely ever make promises, so hearing this made you warm up. “And when I make a promise, I really mean to keep it.” he pulled you into his embrace once again before leaving a soft peck on your forehead, causing your face to heat up. You don’t know if it was from the cold or the small gesture alone, but you don’t really care which was which.

That was your last interaction with him ever since, he’s only been sending letters and you always anticipated for them, always being the first one to get and read them, learning his adventures and the people he’s met.

You’re wondering when his promises will be made. You’ve only met this short old man who calls himself “Pulcinella” and that he knows Ajax. You don’t know why he calls himself “Childe” now. Even you admit that it sounds quite ridiculous.

You couldn’t help but smile the whole day knowing that Ajax was about to come back and visit. You were already in front of the hundred ships that were alighting and people came out left and right, making it difficult for you to spot where the Harbinger was.

An ahoge of ginger hair caught your attention while you were peeping upwards, you instantly got down and ran to the direction where you saw the orange lock of hair.

When the crowd started to light up and separate, you were left confused when you couldn’t see the person you were looking for. Did you become so delusional that he was a figment of your imagination among the throng?

You frowned a bit until you felt two arms wrap around your figure and held you up. You let out a breath when you looked behind to see Ajax grinning up at you with a loud laugh.

“Didn’t expect that, huh?” He jokes, still holding you upright while he plants his face into your dress. You admit that he grew strong and that he was able to carry you without struggle.

“You look so cute when you’re flustered.” Ajax finally brought you down with a hug. “I’m back as promised. Now to finish off those three oaths.”

Huh? Since when did he make four promises? Didn’t he only make three?

Your thoughts are cut off when you hear several familiar voices coming your way. Looking back, you spot your siblings and parents walking towards you with smiles plastered on their faces.

They all greeted Ajax back home and the table was prepped with his favorites. He decided to sit next to you and talked about his adventures, while also keeping his identity hidden with the job of a toymaker to keep the children’s innocence.

They spent lots of time with him throughout the night and you didn’t wanna be selfish to take all his attention so you decided to rest inside your room. You can have your time later on and you weren’t the only one that missed him.

You didn’t know your resting turned into deep slumber, only waking up when you hear your door open and something sinking on your bed. You looked to whoever it was slowly and found those familiar blue eyes staring right onto yours.

“I didn’t disturb you, did I?” he inquired nervously before laying down with you, chin laying on your shoulder. You shook your head and turned to him.

Both of you were nose-to-nose, causing you to back off a bit. Ajax just chuckled and hugged your waist, face planting on your neck to snuggle into. Both of you were close yeah, but not close to the point he could put his own lips on a vulnerable area.

“I don’t think I’ve told you about this.. But the two of us will be camping outside tomorrow morning for a little step-sister and step-brother bonding.” you can feel the vibrations of his words throughout your body, making you shiver a bit. “It’s best if we sleep early, yeah?”

You nodded, not daring to make a sound. Not like you made any whatsoever.

“Are you sure we can’t come along too?!” Teucer whined as he clutched onto your leg like a koala. Tonia tried to get him off of you but couldn’t because of his grip. Ajax smiled nervously at the behavior of the young man and patted his head, making the young ginger look at him with a pout on his face.

“It’s much colder there and Mr. Cyclops hates camping because of how scary it can be in the dark!”

“No way! Mr. Cyclops isn’t afraid of anything!”

“Everyone has fears, Teucer, and that’s normal. That’s what makes a person a person and what makes Mr. Cyclops, well, Mr. Cyclops!” Ajax lilted. Teucer only let go of your leg and went to hug his brother. “Gon’ miss you..”

“I won’t take long, Teucer, don’t worry.” he assures the child, hugging him back along with his other siblings and parents. You did the same, kissing them goodbye as the both of you ventured around the forest.

The spot was near a frozen lake, most likely so he could ice fish with you. You still haven’t mastered ice fishing because of how light you hold the pole and fish can easily grab the hook and pull you in the cold water but it’s good that you have your step-brother with you! He’s able to help you out with no problem.

Ajax first cuts a hole in the ice with his blades and sits behind you and holds your hand to the pole in case you catch something big. It took a very long while before something started pulling on the string, Ajax’s senses something and held onto your hands stiffly. “Hold on tight,” he maintained, “this might get difficult..”

The moment he said that, the fish immediately tugged the hook into the water so hard that you almost fell into it if it weren’t for Ajax holding you tightly along with the baton.

"Don't worry, I gotcha," he assured you, still grippin the wood. His towing was so powerful that you were certain you'd fall backwards instead, and that's exactly what happened.

Thankfully the fish was nearby instead of flopping on top of you guys. You heard Ajax burst out laughing, making you confused on what was so funny to him. You sat up and dusted the snow off your clothes, looking at him with a pout.

His smile only widened at your cute frown, engulfing you into his embrace when you got close enough. You tapped on his shoulder and pointed at the fish that was still flopping around, desperate to get water into its gills.

“Ah, let’s deal with that first.” he grins, helping you up to your feet and bravely stabbing the fish with its blade, picking it up once it stopped moving and bringing it near the fireplace. He gestures to you to light it up while he cleans the fish and you obey.

As expected, the dish was amazing! The spices fit well with the fish and the soup was tastier than expected. He had already finished his meal and was preparing the tent up for the both of you to sleep in.

“Hey, [Y/N], you should get in. It’s getting late and you need sleep.” Ajax tapped your shoulder, you turned to him and nodded your head. Slowly standing up and making your way to the tent. You already find the ginger undressing, bandages and old scars can be seen around his body.

You didn’t mind it though, you expected this since he was in a dangerous job that required to have him be physical.

“I see you’ve noticed.. These.” he pointed at his bruises and you kneeled in front of him, taking closer inspection and admiring each one. He observed how your eyes twinkled in commendation. Ajax cupped your hand into his and placed them on top of his chest.

You twitched a bit when your palm met his bare chest but his eyes told you that it was okay to touch. Your hands explore only a bit of his body, not wanting to go further to make him uncomfortable. This made him sigh as he kneeled in front of you, making you back away in response.

“Hey, it’s gonna be alright, okay? You just have to trust me in this.” he consoles, but you still backed away, visibly shaking before his eyes. He stopped his actions and immediately subdued his expression and his first instinct was to try and comfort you.

“Hey, hey, don’t be scared.” Ajax moved closer towards you and fortunately you didn’t move away this time so he could cup your face and look intently into your eyes. Your bottom lip was shivering and your eyes threatened to burst into tears.

“I’m sorry that I made you uncomfortable, please don’t cry.” you only whimpered, instead of fighting back from him, you hugged him. Sobbing silently into his chest. He didn’t know you were really sensitive but he couldn’t blame you for it, it must’ve been hard to go through something traumatic and having to relive it again.

Your grip on his back didn’t falter, he can feel the tears drip on his chest. Ajax decided to not talk until you’ve fully calmed down. “Are you doing alright, now?” he rubs your back when your hiccups continue, you look up at him again and shake your head.

“It’ll be fine, you’ll be safe with me. I won’t ever do something that will hurt you, I just wanna help you with something. If you don’t want me to continue, that’s fine.” Ajax comforted, letting himself snuggle into you. You felt bad, you know he doesn’t have any bad intentions on what he’s trying to do and even if he did he would try to force you to do it instead.

“Take your time, ‘kay?” yeah, he wasn’t forcing you. But the two of you were step-siblings and it felt wrong, he knows that too, but there’s nothing stopping him from trying to help his little sister recovering from her bad past. You only sighed and let out a nod, making him smile in satisfaction.

Ajax moved your body to lay down on the pillow and ground, his fingers tickled your skin and every sensation was gentle so as to not scare you. Your face felt hot despite how cold the atmosphere is, it’s just that you didn’t expect doing ‘it’ with someone, someone that isn’t your own step-brother that is.

His blue eyes look down on your shorts, his fingers threatening to pull them down. He looked up at you for permission and you nodded. Ajax adorn the sight of how your panties shape into your cunt, his hand massages it through the fabric, causing you to moan. He loved your sounds, he never heard you talk but he was thankful hearing your cute whimpers and moans instead.

“You sound so heavenly.. You’re making it so difficult for me, baby..” he teases, circling his thumb around your clothed clit. He crawls so you are face-to-face with him, lips barely touching each other. Ajax leans in and captures your mouth in his, licking your bottom lip for an entrance.

His hand was still teasing your cunt, making all sorts of shapes, numbers, or symbols on them with his fingers. This alone had you wet for more. “I can feel juices dripping already..” you feel him laugh against your mouth.

His other hand grabbed your chin and tilted it upwards, his lips planting themselves on your neck, licking and sucking on the skin while he slowly took off your underwear. You helped him out by moving your legs to take it off faster, throwing it at the corner.

Whimpering at the cold breeze that brushed by and his fingers touching your wetness before putting one in. The man had some struggle with thrusting because of how tight you are (and that you were new to the concept of sex).

“It’s gonna be fine, sweetheart. You’re taking it so well..” he groans, pulling his finger out and pushing them in again. You could only clutch onto his shoulders to support yourself, taking soft breaths to calm yourself down.

“Come and grind on my fingers, sweet girl.” Ajax whispers onto your ear, the hand that was on your chin switched to your hip so you could roll it over his digits. His slender and lengthy fingers are so deep inside of you, massaging your tight walls with the pad before inserting another digit in.

You already felt so sensitive and had the need to come. It hasn’t even been that long but you just wanna let it out, who could blame you? This was your first time and you couldn’t control yourself. Ajax laughed lightly when he felt your hips twitching, signaling that you were gonna release soon.

Just before the knot around your stomach was about to untie, he pulled his fingers out and licked it, sucking on the juices before letting out a satisfied grunt. “You taste delicious too.. Would’ve fucked you years ago if you were gonna be a good little girl for me like this.” he commends, his digits teasing your top.

You feel how desperate he is and how much he waited for this time to finally come. You didn’t know that he liked- well, love you in this type of way. Well, it explains how much time he’s spent with you. It explains why he was so intimate with you when he was with you.

“Are you paying attention sweetheart?” he observed how you zoned out a bit in the middle of the session, you snapped back out of your trance and stared at him with a nod. “Good,” he smiled softly, that darn smile. It had you feeling butterflies if it weren’t for that ruined orgasm.

“I’ll be gentle, don’t worry.” Ajax picked your thighs up and made them straddle his hips. You were so distracted about your thoughts that you didn’t notice that he had already taken off his boxers and pants. His bare and hardened cock wasn’t a size you expected, you don’t even know if that will fit you..

“I’ll only put that tip in, okay?” he crooned, holding up your thighs, high enough that he wouldn’t get inside of you easily. The tip of his cock tickling your wetness. You whined on how it would feel if it was inside of you.

He sees your struggle and finds it quite cute, a smirk widening at your hot and bothered cute face. “I can’t wait to have you as my own.” he stares at you, nothing but deep lust and need for you. The ginger pushes you lightly against the tent sheet.

“The heat coming from your thighs is warm right now, girlie. Do you want me in that bad?” Ajax teases, drinking in the sight of your teary eyes and small pout. He knows you wanted it bad but you had to give an indication.

You gripped onto his shoulders and started going deeper, making him gulp back a shaky moan. His hands find them gripping onto your hips, eyes watching steadily on how his cock sinked inside of you.

“So beautiful..” he praises. Seeing you so vulnerable and submissive for him had his mind going haywire. You were so perfect and he loved it. You felt him fill you up to the brim and it caused him to quiver a bit. You are gripping onto his cock so tightly and diligently, making sure no vein on his dick was left unattended.

“Such a good girl for me..” Ajax perceived how deep you are. It gave him some sort of content seeing that he’s the only one that could make you like this.

He throws your calves over his shoulders and uses your thighs to adjust you higher and higher until your pussy is touching his manhood before letting you drop onto his length again. Your loud wail was muffled with his lips.

His hips keep plunging into you upwards, hitting your cervix every time and it would send a pleasurable wave over your body. Every thrust his cock curves just right and hits that sensitive spot you never knew you had.

The tent is most likely visibly shaking from how hard his plunging was. His soft ginger hair was tangled with your fingers and he couldn’t help but moan with each tug. Your eyes blurred in tears from the stimulation that your pussy was receiving.

He wipes them away and pressed kisses on your face, neck, and chest. Making sure you feel alright and safe even when he’s being rough with you. His hands massaged your clit, making you feel much more stimulated than before. You swore you feel like swimming in pleasure on how good he makes you feel.

Each touch was electric, each kiss was like fire, and each pound of his cock into your hole has your back arching for more.

Ajax just couldn’t wait to see those eyes of yours shine. While you were too busy letting out every sound you had in you, he had already tilted your chin to his direction. He could still see how the moonlight from outside shines your eyes so beautifully despite it being teary.

You looked like an angel despite being fucked out of your mind. It didn’t take long before you started creaming on his cock though, the sudden clenching around his dick had him groaning. He couldn’t take on how good it feels being inside you but he wanted more of it.

Ajax thrusted upwards, reaching his high as your pussy tried milking him. This helped him reach his orgasm much faster and emptied his seed inside of you with the loudest groan. You bounced on him to ride your high out and he helped you so he could pump his seed deeper. When you finished, you went limp on him, causing him to hug you tightly so he wouldn’t fall.

“Tired?” you let out a hum, embracing him as you cuddle up to his neck. “What about one more round, hm? I did promise to make those eyes of yours shine permanently and I won’t take that back.” he grins smugly but you really couldn’t do anything about it, not like you minded anyway. If he wants to complete his promises then you’ll let him.

The next promise was to keep it a secret and to stay quiet. The snow may leave traces but it will never give the answer.

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 9 months

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Shamura meeting a spider s.o who isn't really apart of the cult and lives the life of a traveler but visits from time to time and members consider her to be a 'big sister' and people love to come to her for advice...

like she'll be pulling pieces of debris, leaves, twigs, pieces of mushroom, etc. from the lambs wool (which she had lectured him about a few minutes prior like "Lamb, you got this in your wool AGAIN?? I will not allow you to continue to talk to people when you basically have a FOREST in your wool, sit down and let me help you.") and Shamura is there and I feel like they have real deep conversations, maybe s.o telling him their story after a while, how they think that they might be from the Silk Cradle but aren't sure because they were taken when they were young and raised in the mountains ... just a little thing i thought abt haha

"I-I can assure you, [y/n]..I don't need-"

"Oh no, you absolutely do need this." You tutted as you made Lamb sit down on a tree stump, picking bits of mushrooms and leaves out of their wool.

They winced as you harshly tugged on a twig that was especially embedded in it, casting it aside once it was plucked free. "I need to do my morning sermon," they grumbled. "Can this wait until-?"

"There's still a few more hours till noon. I will not have you walk up to that podium with your wool being a literal Anurian forest! How do you keep letting it get this bad anyways?"

"I-"

"Actually..don't answer that."

"But...!!! Ugh, fine." With a pout, the Lamb sat with their cheeks puffed out, remembering that they couldn't order you around...as you weren't one of their followers. So you didn't have to abide by any of their rules.

You were a nomadic spider who traveled all across the Old Faith. Your heart desired adventure, but every once in a while it would lead you back to these temple grounds, and you'd witness Lamb's cult growing steadily with each visit.

When they weren't around, their followers would flock to you, having grown accustomed to your frequent appearances. You carried a lot of knowledge during your travels, so you'd share stories of your recent journeys and offer advice to those who asked for it.

Whether it's about something personal or just how to navigate through a domain safely, you had plenty of answers for most of them. Some followers even looked up to you as a sister, which made you happy.

The most important part of your visit, however, was ensuring Lamb looked their best before they went to preach in the temple. You always caught them after they return from crusades, finding them covered in earthly debris without a care in the world.

If this new "god" of the lands wanted to be taken more seriously...they had to look presentable to their followers.

But even so, they were quite the fussy one; stubborn like a child: Bleating constantly, kicking their hooves, and sometimes even demonically hissing if you suggest they removed their crown for a moment.

They only acted that way because Narinder saw you preening their wool once and mocked his former vessel until your glare shooed him away.

Fortunately, Lamb chose not to argue with you any further, making your job easier to finish.

It took a few more minutes, but their wool finally looked a lot better, so you sent them on their way to preach the Red Crown's gospel after bidding them farewell.

Whatever debris you plucked out of them went into a bag of silk you've crafted for yourself. Surely you can do something with the twigs, leaves, mushroom stems, and pumpkin seeds they carried back to the cult grounds--you couldn't let any of that go to waste.

"Greetings, traveler. Back so soon?"

The familiar voice made you perk up, looking to see Shamura standing there with a book in their hands. It seemed to be one from Silk Cradle, detailing trap layouts and designs.

You smiled. "Hello, Lord Shamura. And yes. I like to come and go as I please."

".....forgive me, but your name slips past me.."

"It's [y/n]."

"..ah yes, yes...Sister [Y/n]. Welcome back." They bowed their head politely. "I do have a question, if you have the time."

"Of course." You nodded, before frowning as you noticed the somewhat troubled look on their face. "What ails you?"

"...hm?" They blinked. "Do I look sick?"

"Oh, no. I mean..your expression. I've seen it on other followers, and it's usually because something's weighing heavily on their mind-"

"Why call me "lord" if you have not served under me?" Shamura abruptly interrupted, confused as their gaze went to the open book in their hands. "I have seen many spiders in Silk Cradle...but none quite like yourself. If only I could remember..were you a servant? A warrior? A merchant...?"

The more they struggled to recall, the more ichor began leaking through their bandages. And you could see it was physically paining them, too.

It made you wonder how they ever survived losing the Purple Crown, but then again it probably took a miracle from the Lamb to give them a fighting chance--a second chance.

Even so, you felt bad for Shamura. Their memory gaps kept widening despite their desperation to remember things and continue reading.

"Oh dear..allow me to hold that for you." You gently took the book away from them before the liquid could splatter all over the cover, closing it up. "I didn't grow up in Silk Cradle, but I'm sure I was born there. I only remember being taken up to the mountains..perhaps my family became deserters who disliked the violence."

"Hm...under my ruling, deserters would have been swiftly found and jailed."

"I see-"

"No, no..that's not it...they...would have been swiftly found, tried in my court, and publicly executed." They corrected themselves, huffing. "My apologies."

"...oh. Then I guess I'm glad we weren't ever found out." You awkwardly chuckled, having much preferred what they said before. "It seems your memory has been improving since the last time we met."

"Yes, indeed...indeed it is.." Shamura nodded, before you both heard the tolls of the temple bell, signaling that it was time for the sermon. "The Lamb calls..they are speaking now." They looked to you. "Shall we go together, [y/n]?"

"Sure." With a smile, you linked arms with them. "But as a fair warning, I tend to hang around the back and just listen."

"As do I, my friend...as do I." A tiny smile formed between their fangs. "I hope Lamb's wool isn't covered in earthly vermin anymore."

"It's clean as a whistle." You reassured, smiling back at them, before you two headed towards the temple.

Perhaps you'll stay here in the cult for the rest of the day. Just to spend a little more time with Shamura.

You enjoyed the company of a fellow arachnid.

#clanask #anonymous #cult of the lamb x reader #cotl x reader #follower shamura #follower shamura x reader #shamura x reader #platonic #female reader

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nogenderbee · 11 months

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Hi! I just discovered your blog and I love it so much! I was wondering if you could do Rui, Tsukasa, Emu, Shizuku, and Minori with a reader that has a hard time showing emotion and expressing themself due to a rough childhood? You can think of it like a Mafuyu situation where she was forced to be perfect and therefore locked her true emotions away in order to please everybody. Thanks in advance!

Of course! I don't know if you meant that reader also hides their true self so I choosed that they don't! Feel free to tell me if you had something different in mind tho... And of course I hope you enjoy this! <3

Minori, Shizuku, Tsukasa, Emu, Rui with reader who hardly shows emotions

TagList: @bleachtheidiot @yulikesminori @qwnelisa @alicewinterway18 @kuzui5201314 @indi-has-fallen @vodka-glrl

⊱ Minori started or be worried when she first met you and when she noticed that you weren't fully able to express yourself... but of course she didn't wanted to come off as mean by asking you personal questions like that

⊱ but when you became close, it kinda had to be out sooner or later and when it is, you can only expect her to comfort you as well as she can

⊱ when she first heard about your back story, she was running in circles around her house gathering items like blanket, sweets, comfort books/shows/music just so she can give you them in hopes to make you feel better

"Ah! YN, don't worry! I got you blanket, your favorite snack, drink, movie, song, book, comfy pillow and ud you need something more just tell me! It'll be alright, I promise! You need to believe in better tomorrow!"

⊱ but of course, beside comforting she also wants to help you however she can!

⊱ she's most likely to get and show you around her interests and places she likes in hopes that something will move your heart a little bit

⊱ as for your rough childhood... she really wanted to just go and talk with your parents but she stopped herself, not wanting bad opinion...

⊱ but if it were to come back... she may not insult them or anything but she'll definitely try her best to help you somehow! Key word... try... she's a bit too soft for this...

⊱ Shizuku is very caring but also pretty blunt... but she does notice that you're not smiling very often...

⊱ so of course she decides to ask you about it and she's both soft and straightforward with her question to you

⊱ if you tell her, that's when she realizes she needs to help her partner and make you smile again! She doesn't know where to start tho so she'll ask you for any kind of clues you may have

"Maybe something that made you happy as a child? Or something that recently made you feel warm on your chest?"

⊱ and now it's up to you if you decide to tell her about reason for your difficulty to express yourself but if you do, she'll listen calmly and give you comforting back rubs

⊱ and now with all those clues you gave her, she'll do her best to help you out! She'll start from little and simple things but will move onto more extreme things or anything she thinks might make you feel something

⊱ as for how she feels about your parents after discovering what they did... she's a bit upset at them and she decides to give you all the comfort and support you could need herself!

⊱ Tsukasa often tried putting smile on your face so of course he noticed quite quickly that all his tries failed... but he decided to not give up and eventually will even ask you about it

⊱ when you tell him you have trouble showing emotions, he became frozen... and that's when he made it his goal to help you with it!

⊱ he started with all his favorite things, then his sister's, then his friends and late, he started even asking strangers! So it's safe to say he tried or suggested to try every activity he could think of

⊱ but if everything fails... he disagrees to give up and finally decides to have a talk with you about it, he didn't wanted to be presistant but he sees no other choice...

"Hey, YN... I don't want to force you to anything so you don't have to answer but... is there something that I'm missing? Is there something more behind your difficulty to express yourself?"

⊱ if you decide to tell him, he somehow gets you... and of course if you still live with your parents, he'll try to hangout with you as often as he can so you can take your mind off them and maybe that'll help?

⊱ there's also a chance he'll be less friendly to your parents... he won't be completely mean to them but he may be a bit more cold than he's to most people

⊱ Emu definitely noticed your lack of showing emotions almost immidietly, and when she greeted you with "Wonderhoy" she only was more sure of that

"Y/N! Wonderhoy!"

"Won...der...hoy?"

"Yes! But say it witch true smile, Y/N! C'mon!"

"Wonderhoy..."

"Eeek!! Just like Miss Asahina..."

⊱ yeah that situation scared her... but when you two eventually got close she was trying to make you smile but it always had this strange feeling to it

⊱ so of course when you got even closer, she tried and tried but eventually decided to talk with you and now it's up to you if you decide to tell her~

⊱ if you don't, she'll continue trying to make you laugh, smile or anything just like she did

⊱ if you do though, she'll immidietly try to comfort you by putting performacne using few of her plushies and acting with them

⊱ she also thinks of more creative ways to make you smile and if she got at least a small grin from you, she'll think of something related to just that thing to get even better reaction!

⊱ I know I'm repeating but he IS very observant! So he immidietly picked on the fact you have problems while expressing emotions, maybe not on full emotionless but it's always something!

⊱ now, he won't approach this topic himself so the only way he can know that for sure is by you telling him

⊱ and when you do tell him, he'll make sure to make a note about everything that made you show even a bit of emotions, be it positive or negative, it's always something!

⊱ and with those little notes, he'll try to think of something similar but to also cause bigger reaction from you

"Hey darling, would you mind coming here for a second? I think my newest invention is ready to be tested~ And it has to be tasted by no one else than you!"

⊱ as for what caused that... he'll listen if you decide to tell him but don't expect him to stay calm. He's absolutely pissed off at your parents for what they did to you

⊱ so if you still live with them, he'll tell you that he'll be happy to have you her whenever and for as long as you want. You don't even need to ask him for permission as his answer always will be positive!

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how destiny's child emotion and killugon are post-separation parallels; a very, very long analysis i wrote in 2h

hi! im danaë, an autistic person which sp-in is psychology and hxh, mainly killugon. i spent two hours yesterday writing about this topic instead of sleeping so enjoy it lol

WARNING!! if you didn't notice THEY'RE LOVE INTERESTS. this text isn't killugon-free, im proud of it AND im blocking everyone that cries about them being only besties. respectfully, no. thank you. (also, english isn't my first language. sorry for any eventual spelling mistakes!)

right on the first verse we hear "it's over and done / but the heartache lives on the inside / and who are you clinging to instead of me tonight?". this could apply to both gon and killua.

gon & "and who are you clinging to instead of me tonight?". killua left with alluka, he has someone to care about and protect. he has company. gon isn't the type to be jealous of a little girl (really, people need to wake up about it. he isn't), but he IS the type to be sad about not being cared even if he denies it. he's a kid; every kid likes to feel protected.

but the thing is, killua isn't happy about it neither. even if he loves to protect alluka, it's different. he loves her, of course, but there's the lack of the warmth of being mutually cared because gon ALSO cared about his well-being (and im fighting everyone who says he didn't). im not saying alluka won't care for killua, but she'll care like a little sister does, not how someone that love you romantically does — and that's good because killua would NOT be able to make it if anyone tried to be the tiniest bit of what gon was when they parted ways.

and then comes this: "and where are you now? / now that I need you? / tears on my pillow / wherever you go, go". oh, dude. this is so killugon i feel ashamed of trying to explain to hxh community /hj

they both were constantly hurting from being away, even though this was the best for them at the time. they wanted each other to be near, wanted and needed, but they couldn't. there is this thin and fragile veil of deep sorrow that would make them get so attached to the other that would be more sickening than the sadness of losing their "other piece" for a while. it's more worth crying over memories than losing their mind from being deadly (metaphorically and literally) codependent.

this links to the next phrase: "i'll cry me a river that leads to your ocean". crying alone is more safe than being next to each other. they'll cry over memories, as i said, and they'll cry about distance and they'll cry over everything that could've been different. they'll find the other in their tears, the hugs will come out of the bittersweet sorrow they carry around, but they'll be separated. they can cry rivers that lead to a valley of what it was and what could've been, but it'll be all. the sadness won't make them be together again.

there comes killua part: "you'll never see me fall apart". he needs to be the big brother now. he need to be alluka's point of safety so he can assure their existence, and for this killua needs to be strong as a rock, he needs alluka to look at him and think she can trust him with anything. he's the big brother, isn't he? emotions about a past that doesn't belong to him anymore aren't going to help with surviving. but he does break silently, while he is trying to sleep ("tears on my pillow"), when something looks to much like a typically gon thing, when memories crawl in. he's just a fragile boy needing to use the super strong hero facade again.

the first part of the next verse is "in the words of a broken heart / it's just emotions taking me over / caught up in sorrow, lost in the song / but if you don't come back / come home to me, darling". this is suffering. both of them are heartbroken, left "alone" to face worlds they feel they don't belong to anymore, wanting their partner in crime to make things less insufferable. they remember the other on daily little things — a song, a quote, a smell. but killua never comes to visit and gon isn't able to do it either — there's no home left besides each other's hearts, and they live there rent-free even if it hurts like hell. memories hurt, the past is like glass and salt being poured into an open wound to later be mixed with alcohol, but they aren't able to say goodbye to it because saying goodbye to the pain is like saying goodbye to the last tangible thing they've from each other — ironically, the pain of being separated —, and the last thing they want is to say goodbye again so they hold it close to their hearts like a trophy.

but as if they're bargaining, here comes "don't you know there's nobody left in this world to hold me tight? / and don't you know there's nobody left in this world kiss goodnight?". there's people, but there's nothing of what they need. they need someone that knows how to make them feel safe, loved, safe — nor alluka or mito can do this for neither gon or killua the way they need it to be done. they try to, but they can't because the type of sadness they're carrying is exclusively from a love that never had a true end; they parted ways, but never stopped loving each other even if their trust was a little bit weaker, and carrying a love that is technically in open hurts so much that no one can try to mimic how it was. a tight hug from mito or alluka won't be the same of a silly headpat from killua or a bright smile from gon because isn't about the act but who's doing it.

and then we've the last verse before the music repeats itself, that i truly believe that wraps up everything in killugon's love story: "i'm there at your side / a part of all the things you are / but you got a part of someone else / you gotta go find your shining star".

gon wanted to find ging and be back at whale's island; killua had to protect alluka. they felt so much love, but they had other people in their lives too that needed to be looked over. even if their story is forever intertwined at some point, both of them are mix of a lot of people and have small amounts of them inside themselves. this is what makes it a tiny little bit easier to go through not having each other near: other people. the tiny pieces of every person they've ever met that created their personality and their new horizons are what eventually make them heal from all the suffering and sorrow and finally be able to reunite again, friendship strong and a love so healthy like a daisy that just blossomed.

they're forever in love. the distance and the sadness was necessary for them to see that things can be hard to handle alone, but they're never alone as they have other people that care for them deeply and are willing to see them fully happy — just as in emotion's music video. when they learn to be complete by themselves, they can multiply together and form a relationship that adds up, not that is dangerously subtracting their mental health. they deserve to love each other when they're ready. ♡

end of the analysis. thx for reading this bible i wrote in 2h lol

#hunter x hunter #hxh #killugon #killua #gon #hxh analysis #gonkillu #hxh killua #hxh gon #hxh 2011 #hxh 1999 #danaë speaks #hope u all liked my silly bible hehe

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the-sparkling-diamond-satine · 7 days

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🍈 Who’s your blorbo and what are some of your favorite headcanons/ideas about them that repeatedly show up in your fics? Free pass to rant about blorbo opinions

This is a mix of canon compliant and modern AU headcanons btw because I have lots of AU's in my wip's/idea list! Also some of these might only exist in wip's but I'm sharing them anyways

For you I have Christian the composer headcanons!

Neurodivergent (AuDHD)

Favorite way to stim is by pretending he's conducting while listening to music

Favorite candy is gummy worms. He likes the sensory experience of how chewy they are + bonus points for being fun-shaped.

Building off of the last one, his favorite foods in general are anything fun-shaped. Smiley fries. Dino chicken nuggets. Character themed macaroni and cheese. If left to his own devices would eat nothing but candy.

One of five kids. He has two older sisters and two younger brothers. When he was little his parents thought the reason he didn't act like a "normal boy"/traditionally masculine (he was very sensitive, liked music and fairy tales, didn't get into fights or play with toys meant for boys) was because he had only his older sisters as role models. But after his brothers were born and they fit easily into socially accepted gender roles, his parents started to treat him poorly and as if something was wrong with him.

Has a really complicated relationship with his own gender. Has a lot of internalized shame around who he actually is vs. who his family and friends have always expected him to be.

Likes having conversations with Baby Doll about gender :) They get along really well!

Nini gets his number from Satine and periodically sends him vaguely threatening texts about what she'll do to him if he ever so much as thinks about hurting Satine. Christian is utterly terrified of Nini. Satine has no idea this is happening.

Loves romcoms. Will cry while watching movies.

He LOVES taking baths. He loves anything that makes baths more fun, like scented bubble baths and sparkly bath bombs. It's one of his favorite date night things to take a bath with Satine.

The first time Satine takes him to a store with bath bombs, he gets so excited by how pretty everything is that he forgets it's soap and he eats some. They have to leave. (No I will not elaborate on this. The idea came to me out of nowhere and I'm putting it in a fanfic because it makes me laugh every time I think of it haha)

He loves carrying Satine around

He loves being on his knees for Satine (sexually and non-sexually)

He loves laying his head in Satine's lap while she plays with his hair

The first time he and Satine have a real fight he loses his temper and yells at her. It scares her, and Christian doesn't think he'll ever forgive himself for it no matter how many times Satine reassures him that she's okay

Christian is high-energy and very enthusiastic, but I like to imagine he calms a lot of that down around Satine, especially when she's still learning to trust him. I think after a couple of times he accidentally startles her by reaching for her too quickly he becomes a lot more careful because more than anything he wants her to feel safe around him

Wakes Satine up ridiculously early on Christmas because he's just so excited

Out of the two of them, he's the better cook.

#this is. a lot haha hopefully you wanted this many #christian moulin rouge #moulin rouge #thank you for the ask!!#my headcanons

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ezra-iolite · 1 year

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Unnamed Colony OCs: The "Goth" Moths

(Feel free to correct me on anything you feel off about as you read this, JJ! ^w^ This is your world, after all, and I am merely a fan of it, while secretly hoping to add a little to the background of it all through my goth moth bebes~ And hopefully I'll be able to draw them both... One day. ;3;)

Name/s? Amber Cecropia [She/Her- Lesbian] Aurelio Cecropia Styx [He/Him- Bisexual]

Age Level? (How long did your character exist?) Both Amber and Aurelio are in the equivalent of their early 30s, as they're identical twins.

Alternative-Form/Vehicle Mode? Amber is a Cecropia Moth Bugformer. Aurelio is the same species of moth Bugformer as his twin, but paints his entire body to look like a Lesser Death's Head Hawkmoth.

Where do they come from? Amber lives on the outskirts of the capital city of the underground colony, in the nocturnal district; a sector of the city where others like her who operate mostly at night all dwell. Aurelio travels a lot for his job, but he mostly lives in the aristocratic district of the capital and operates during the day more due to the demands of his lifestyle, even if it’s against his instincts.

Fraction? Since there aren't really any factions in the colony world (as far as I'm aware), Amber can be best described as lawfully good as she deeply respects (sometimes worships) the Titan and looks up to the Cityspeaker and their Titan’s Guard... While her twin brother Aurelio is chaotic neutral and has no love or care for the Titan or her acolytes.

Caste? Amber is an upper-middle class citizen while her brother is a high class celebrity. Aurelio mostly wears jewel necklaces, antenna chains and long sleeved blouses to express his high class status, while Amber wears glasses and a handmade shawl that fits her simpler tastes.

Personality traits? The twins are the exact opposite of each other due to their differing personalities and lifestyles, and as such Amber often stays away from her brother as much as possible due to his more toxic personality, but she still loves him despite his abuse towards her. Amber is calm, a little timid but very warm and loving to those she feels safe with, a very fitting personality to her "whimsigoth" vibe. She adores collecting shiny and broken things she finds while on her walk to and from the library she works at, or during the night parties that happen every other night for nocturnal citizens like herself. Her trinkets are always the more useless and misshapen things that are abandoned and buried, like broken brooches, shattered jewelry pieces and weapon heads from the ancient past, and you can usually find her fixing and polishing them during her days off, whenever she's not knitting in her reading chair by the window. Once her trinkets are fully fixed and looking as beautiful as they were in their prime, she'll usually give them away as gifts to those she cherishes most. In turn, if something shiny that holds a deep meaning is given to her, she'll wear it or treasure it forever. (She totally doesn’t fix broken beautiful things for any metaphorical reason relating to her trauma… ¬3¬’ I hope.) Aurelio, however, is the type of person who is in his element in the spotlight, even more so as a singing idol. Booze, drugs, a new partner in his bed each day and night, he's the epitome of a celebrity that let fame get to his head and ruin his life as a result, as his velvety voiced talents only furthers his coffers and ego the deeper he goes into the rabbit hole of fame. Due to the obsessive love of his new high class lifestyle, he took on a more edgy and regal appearance and repainted his frame to look like a Death's Head Hawkmoth to fit his stage persona, only adding to this obsession by bedazzling himself in ununtrium necklaces and chain antennae rings to show off his wealth wherever he goes. Whenever he returns home to the capital, he will often try to visit his twin sister to verbally degrade her and brag about his lifestyle compared to hers, before he occasionally steals one of her trinkets or breaks them when she's not looking. Amber has tried to kick him out on multiple occasions but he knows she feels compelled to let him visit due to them both being the only family the twins have left.

What did they do before and during the civil war/War for Cybertron? What was their past like? The twins were raised by a pair of moth Bugformers named Dahlia and Io, who the twins were told to call their Aunt and Uncle due to their original caretakers being unable to raise them, as their father figure died in a cave-in while their mother figure, the one who first took them in from the spark pool they emerged from, disappeared when the twins were barely a month old. Aurelio often copied everything Amber did while they were very young, despite him being the oldest by a full minute. Some of these shared interests he gained from Amber included their shared love for music, the more enchantingly macabre things in art, history and media, and of course singing. His mimicry game soon led to them both finally gaining their own individual preferences through a shared experience at a music festival for the nocturnal citizens of the colony, where Amber found her love for the darker forms of music and its themed attire from one of the performances at it, going for a more whimsical look with black shawls and makeup inspired by the Titan's art depictions, due to her love for history and the Titan herself. Aurelio, meanwhile, became more inspired by the attire of some more macabre themed bands at the same festival. And during one such performance, Aurelio found his first celebrity crush and career goal awakening... a Pine Hawkmoth singer named Rhapsody, for through his music did Aurelio find his own appearance style and his dream of becoming a singer just like his crush. Once the twins reached their late teen years, Aurelio formed his own band with some childhood friends, who mostly played violin, wooden flute and the lute, and with Amber joining in as a singer too in order to support her beloved brother, and soon with their uncle's help they began to perform at parties and festivals across the colony as a band named Death's Head, due to the band consisting mostly of Hawkmoths, with Aurelio choosing to paint his own body to appear like a Lesser Death's Head Hawkmoth... thus creating his stage persona when he became the leader and head singer of the band, gaining the new full name Aurelio Styx. (And for anyone curious, this is what the twins sound like when singing together: https://youtu.be/pAjYbmRvNb4 at 1:03~) After the eventual passing of their aunt and uncle from old age, the band finally began to play at bigger festivals as Aurelio and Amber soon grew more famous across the colony, even more so once they began performing in the capital more often and upgraded their instruments to the more electrical kind now that they could afford it, but that was when things began to go downhill. For the more wealth Aurelio acquired with his newfound fame, the more he began to fall into the wrong crowd that skittered in the darkest cracks of the city walls... Drugs, drink and bedfellows replaced his time rehearsing with his bandmates, and no matter how much Amber tried to reason with her brother and best friend to make him stop his habits, her words fell on deaf audials. After their third year of touring, the band split and Aurelio became an independent singer as he rose in caste status and gained the good life he was chasing... Even if it meant sacrificing the person he was to gain it. After cutting all ties with the band and giving up her singing career, Amber chose to remain in the capital to study her passion for history and become a librarian, gaining a quiet life as her fame and the drama her departure caused faded into memory, leaving nothing but mental scars and a deep longing for the family it took from her.

Did they experience a moment of great tragedy or trauma that haunts them? The first time a drug cartel came looking for Aurelio due to him owing them money, they targeted Amber when the band was doing their final tour and promoting their second album release, as they mostly stayed at city inns during this time. Breaking down her door and trapping her in her own room, they tortured her for the info on where her brother was, before they left after taking what they deemed rightfully theirs, from both the room and from Amber…

No one came into the room until the next morning, when Aurelio came back hung over and covered in lipstick marks, a clear sign on where he spent the night. Seeing the room in a chaotic mess and his twin sister on the floor, covered in dent and scratches along her arms and legs with some of her own blood under her, Aurelio simply knelt down beside her and asked, “Did they take the money?” With barely enough strength to be able to nod, Amber could only watch as Aurelio scoffed and muttered at how useless she was before he left the room, completely ignoring Amber stuck on the floor. Once she managed to finally call for a doctor and reported the physical assault to the guards, she immediately left the band three days later, who soon properly split once word got around about the assault… A tale that was told across the newspapers and filled the gossip of every citizen across the city, all against her wishes. Amber still remembers the fear and humiliation she felt upon seeing the cropped photo of herself from her band’s handcrafted album cover being used for the newspaper's front page headline, with the rest of the article going into detail about the cartel being spotted outside her room and why no one stopped them… as a fangirl of Aurelio was seen pointing them to the inn Amber and the band were staying at.

In comparison, the darkest time in Aurelio’s life was long after he began his career as an independent singer, when one day he was walking through the market square of the capital, eager to replenish his stock of wine and nectar for another night of partying. However…. The moment he followed the glimmer of orange and black that caught his eye, the world seemed to suddenly freeze in time when he spotted a familiar reflection…

Not noticing him at all, after the year since the split, Amber walked right past him on the other side of the path, looking much healthier, more mature and with a sense of control in the life she seemed to be leading all on her own… a life, Aurelio realized in that moment, that he forced her to have without him. Remembering how his daily life was now filled with nothing but addictions and empty music about jealousy and lust, he watched as his twin sister walked away, his spark heavy with envy and guilt for the parallel lives they now lived. Deep down, Aurelio knew his twin sister would never be able to trust him again.

Anger then began to fill his spark at every resurfaced memory of her, leading to him tracking her down and meeting her properly, this time managing to be invited into her home. What was intended to be a rekindling of their bond as family ended up with them having a massive argument about that day, with Amber screaming at him with tears in her eyes about how he abandoned her when she needed him most, before Aurelio left and began his endless habit of “friendly visits”, a way he deemed cathartic for his anger towards Amber by gaslighting her, teasing her and breaking her trinkets that he felt were just useless shiny junk, a habit he continues to this day, despite Amber’s desire to forbid him from entering her home but fearing losing her only family again.

Did they experience a moment of great joy that´s still in their memory as a precious moment? While Amber still felt scared of her past catching up to her, she finally did get out and enjoy the nocturnal parties that led to her first discovering her love of dark yet flashy makeup and music so long ago. In memory of the happy girl she lost to the cartel's lust, Amber attended a nocturnal party with the intent of just relaxing and mingling, now that no one seemed to recognize her from her past.

There, while Amber was drinking and explaining to a curious Silk Moth how she made her knitted dress out of two shawls she repurposed, she spied a Titan’s Guard stationed nearby watching over the party… And her spark fluttered faster than her wings ever could as she found herself drawn to the beautiful beetle guard, realizing only after she remembered to breathe that the guard was a femme... The most beautiful femme she had ever seen~ Sadly, she felt far too timid to approach her, and instead chose to try again when the nocturnal party would be announced once more... only to realize that the guard wasn't there when she attended the next party. That moment still drives her forward each night to be more social and attend the parties once they come back around, hoping to find that guard again and finally see if she can talk to her or perhaps one day find her in the library she works at… Which has often caused her to daydream during the quiet moments in the library, allowing her to sneakily read some knight themed romance novels at the front desk, wondering between the pages what it would be like to be protected by a true knight of the Titan's Guard~

For Aurelio, the happiest moment of his life was simply the day he saw his very first album on the shelves of the music café in the capital, of seeing his name for the first time on something people could listen to at home, to hear his voice and his life’s work, all while knowing that he was finally going to be a star like he always dreamed of. His joy was shared with Amber on that day, even while he failed to see how worried she looked as he began his chase for his toxic life.

Is your character able to drive any vehicles? Where did they learned it? Amber and Aurelio have no need, since they can both fly to the very ceiling of any city or town within the underground colony, in both alt-mode and their bipedal forms. Aurelio, however, prefers to travel by monorail or on a steed, all to prevent his painted wings from being ruined.

Did your character meet the figureheads/leaders of their home? No, even in all his fame or during their band’s prime, Aurelio and Amber have never met the Cityspeaker or the Titan. The band split before they could even consider the possibility of the Cityspeaker attending one of their shows, and Aurelio isn’t exactly a favourite amongst the higher class musicians or aristocrats for obvious reasons.

Best Friend(s)? Amber is best friends with another librarian she works with, a Common Gray Moth Bugformer named Pearl, who is more like a little sister to her that supports her and gives her advice whenever Amber feels stuck, but she has no idea about Amber’s abusive situation with her brother. Pearl does, however, know about the love story of the Titan’s Guard member Amber fell hard for and eagerly wishes to help the taller Moth find her lady knight… at least for the sake of going to a party with her and gaining some gossip for the librarians.

Aurelio mostly just talks to his manager and some of the other singers of high class society, but none of whom he would dare to consider even trusting his drink with, let alone turning his back to. He often considers his bodyguards his friends, despite the verbal abuse he throws their way when he's drunk or in drug withdrawal.

Greatest Enemie(s)? Amber's enemy would be her own brother, for obvious reasons... Despite her fawn trauma response making her hold onto him in fear of losing the only form of family she ever knew.

Aurelio, meanwhile, has too many enemies to count, all of whom are within drug cartels or fans who have grown to hate him and send .

Preferred weapons? Amber can’t really fight, but due to her past trauma, she now carries a dagger everywhere she goes, hidden in her arm plating so that she can use it even if she’s pinned down.

Aurelio has hired bodyguards but doesn’t feel the need to arm himself with anything.

Do they have a team/partner, or someone that´s often with them?Beyond Pearl and her co-workers, Amber actually has no one she spends her free time with… But she does have a flower houseplant named Tina. She deeply dreads the day she finally has someone over and she lets slip of casually saying “And that’s Tina” towards her plant baby, who she luckily hides every time her brother comes to visit.

Aurelio spends most of his free time alone or partying, so between those activities he’s more often at his bodyguard's side or with his latest hired escort for the night.

Do they have sibling(s)? How´s their relationship to them? I think we all know the answer to that…

Do they have a sparkmate? How did they get to know each other?The twins are both single, but compared to her miserable toxic brother, Amber is attempting to find and get to know the Titan’s Guard she saw at that party more intimately, all for the sake of following her heart’s desire~ Pearl has since jokingly dubbed the ship "Maple Knight" and will always ask the next day after a nocturnal party, "Has the knight found her Maple Maiden yet?~"

Overall Look?

Amber~ A female of the Silk Moth species of Bugformers, she’s skinny and taller than the average moth or colony citizen by an extra head in height, but a lot shorter than Captain Kabula as she reaches only the beetle’s chest. As a Cecropia Silk Moth, she has large black wings with white tips all along the edges with a large black dot on both primary wings, an orange and thinner white stripe in the middle of both wings, and white crescent moon shapes outlined in orange on the inside that show when they are folded on her back. Her torso and the biceps of her four arms have round, orange fur coated plates that reveal her grey exoskeleton underneath, but only on the belly, underarms, clawed hands, and between her upper pairs of shoulders where her wings are, while her forearms, waist, thigh and calf plates are orange and white striped to show what forms the thorax of her alt-form. Her legs are very thin and slightly digitigrade in shape, which are grey from her two-toed feet to her knees, as they're made of the harder metal forming her exoskeleton, and as such are split into sections just like a moth’s legs. Her neck is hidden by a thick collar of white fur that trails into a heart shaped ball of fluff covering the middle of her chest, which gives it a bustier look, the rest forming a mane or high collar behind her orange head. Just at her helm’s brow line, Amber has two, black, long fuzzy antenna that curve over her head and down to the middle of her shoulders. She tends to keep them twisted like a braid at the ends to keep them out of her ruby eyes and pale white face, which is usually decorated with large, black winged eyeliner leading down to her nose with tiny diamonds on the corners of her eyes, designed to mimic the Titan’s decorative look, alongside black painted lips and, counting on her mood for the day, a tiny black heart on her left cheek, sometimes a rose when she misses the Titan’s Guard she wishes to properly meet. When she’s working, Amber is never without her beloved black knitted shawl, crafted to bear intricate flower patterns, that covers her shoulders, half her wings when folded, and her chest floof, alongside her square black glasses on an obsidian beaded chain to help keep them on her. She can see just fine but is a little short sighted, so she needs them more for work than daily life.

Aurelio~ Without his performance makeup that he rarely takes off, Aurelio looks perfectly identical to Amber without her shawl, glasses and makeup. The only true difference between them, in fact, are the volume in white chest fluff, how his antennae curl more upwards and aren't braided together behind his back, and their eyes.

While Amber has ruby red eyes, Aurelio’s are golden, hence his name. His chest fluff, while slightly less heart shaped and more rounded, is flatter or less fluffy than Amber’s, due to the affects of the drugs within Aurelio’s body, which have since made his black and grey body much lighter and more faded in hue, his orange now a sickly shade of rust. He can hide all this when he becomes Aurelio Styx by painting every inch of his body in speckled brown and coating his legs, forearms and secondary wings in yellow, while adding the infamous skull shape onto his back as befitting a Lesser Death’s Head Hawkmoth. When out and about in public, he always wears a white, half unbuttoned blouse that just reaches halfway down his torso and puffs up his brown and yellow speckled painted chest fur. His beloved short blouse covers just his back, via a long train that reaches his hips, and all four arms, which have long draping sleeves that give him a regal appearance…. and never is he without his two to four jeweled necklaces on the finest chains and pendants of ununtrium, all in his efforts of proving his status and wealth to the colony.

Bonus: What´s the song that represents your character the most?

For Amber... I also think this could be her voice claim~

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And for Aurelio... May as well stick with his voice claim and name inspiration~

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(The Unnamed Colony belongs to @cuppajj. I own nothing but the OCs)

#cuppajj #unnamed colony world #The Goth Moths #bugformers #transformer ocs

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dp-marvel94 · 9 months

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(Not) Alone - Chapter 5

Summary: Consumed with worry and scared after watching Dani almost die, Danny begs her to come home with him and meet Jazz. He wants to see her safe and happy and taken care of more than anything. An important reveal also weighs heavy on him – Dani isn’t the only living clone… and the other is him. He needs to tell her the truth; maybe that will convince her to agree to the idea of telling his parents. And she'll stay in Amity Park with him, where he'll never have to worry if she's safe ever again.

Meanwhile, Dani has mixed feelings. Still reeling from the loss of her clone siblings, Danny’s unexpected worry and care make her uncomfortable. And her own guilt… she hurt him and helped get him kidnapped twice. How can he care about a mistake like her? But having clean clothes and a bed is wonderful. And things aren’t as simple as she thinks.

Will Dani accept the help she needs and let herself be loved? Or will she push Danny and Jazz away and run again?

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As soon as she heard the question, a dozen different answers crowded Dani’s mind. Well, really, first there had been surprise; they were really going to let her choose. (Vlad never let her choose anything…. The thought was a stab to her core. And after running away… was it really a choice if she was pushed to act because of necessity, if she never got to enjoy those choices?) But after that….

She could choose! Granted it needed to be in Amity Park… but there was still so much to do. They could stay in and watch tv, play a game, talk, relax. That might be nice but… she could go out with her brother and…. Jazz. (But Dami called her his big sister. And if Jazz was her brother’s big sister, then wasn’t she also….) Dani pushed away the thought.

They could get out of the house; that’s what Dani had been thinking about. And the possibilities! There was the park. Amity had so many restaurants and stores. She’d flown over a huge mall complex…. And there were docks; she’d seen the shore of a large lake while flying overhead. Did that mean there was a beach? Were there museums? A zoo? An aquarium? A space observatory? She didn’t even know what the options were. What all did Amity Park have to offer?

That mall complex…. A memory tickled her brain.

It was so hot, it felt like she was melting (even faster than she already was.) The huge square building loamed above with so many people inside, cool air blasting through the doors. Dani wandered through the opening. She followed the smell of food to…. a large area with tables. People crowded around them, eating so many different kinds of food.

“Jamie, look!” An excited voice caught her attention. Dani’s eyes flickered… to a girl about her age. “Can we get ice cream?” The girl asked, tugging on a teenage boy’s hand.

His eyes sparkled with humor. “I bet we can convince Mom.”

Said adult walked up to the pair, pushing a stroller with a wiggly three-year-old boy.

“Mom, can we get ice cream?” The girl immediately asked.

Big eyes and pleading from the three kids, including the toddler who quickly joined the begging, swayed the woman soon enough.

Dani watched from a distant table, feeling her heart ache as the siblings enjoyed their treat. After, toys were pulled out of a colorful shopping bag. With the teen’s help, the toddler got into a bag of plastic dinosaurs. The two boys played.

“Oh! You got me!” The older laughed, his brother’s T Rex taking out his Triceratops. “Mercy! Mercy!”

The girl hugged a stuffed bear. “Mr. Cuddles loves you very much.”

The oldest complained. “Nellie!”

At the same time, the youngest giggled, taken by the attack of plushie kisses.

Dani wished that that was her and her brothers.

She had watched the family leave after that. She’d accepted as many free food samples as she could until the old lady in front of the Japanese food stall demanded she either buy a meal or leave. She had left, planning to sneak some food later, after the mall closed, even as her core clinched with guilt at the thought. She’d wandered around stores for a while… until a concerned employee asked where her parents were and called security to ‘help her find them’.

Back in the present, Dani asked. “Can we go to the mall?”

That previously unattainable dream of going to the mall with her brother…. That was within her reach. She could wander around stores without the concerned looks wondering where her parents were, without the disgusted sneers at her dirty clothes and unkempt hair. She could buy food, instead of guiltily sneaking what was left over after closing.

Jazz smiled kindly. “Of course we can.”

Dani helped the older two teens with the dishes. Food put away and kitchen clean, the three left the house. They piled into the red-head’s car and drove off.

The drive was short and yet paradoxically so long. Dani wasn’t used to being in a car. She’d sneaked onto trains and buses while on the run. But her only experience with a car? (A dash of guilt… she had still been with Vlad. He’d taken her in his limo to the airport before they’d flown to Amity Park to kidnap her original.) It was weird, being buckled in like this. The vehicle seemed to sway gently… or not so gently, as Jazz made turns sharply and quickly.

But soon enough, the car arrived in front of the rectangular building. Jazz parked and the three got out of the vehicle, walking to the door. They passed a fountain with bronze statues, metal children playing in the water. And the actual entrance…

Dani stared up, eyes wide. It was huge! The entire side was glass, windows stretching up to the ceiling, to an overhang supported by massive square pillars.

Sensing their approach, the automatic doors opened. Jazz and Danny walked through. Dani followed, smiling at the blast of cool air hitting her. Eager eyes flitted around the area, hungrily taking in everything. One step, two, three deeper into the mall. Slowly, Dani’s steps trickled to a stop.

This was incredible. If the outside looked huge, somehow inside was even bigger. Compared to this mall, the one she’d visited before was tiny. A circular area stretched in front of them, bustling with people walking to and fro. A square stage at one side hosted a singular musician with a guitar. Plants in pots lined the stage, more sitting against the pillars supporting the upper floor’s walkway.

And on that second floor… a red and yellow neon sign drew her eyes to a uniform rusty brick covered area. A stark contrast from the white and tan facades of various stores, interspersed with their unique logoed splashes of color. What was up there?

“Dani. Dani?” A voice calling her name drew the girl out of her thoughts.

She blinked. “Huh? What?”

Her eyes fixed on her brother, grinning back at her. “Pretty cool, isn’t it?”

She nodded, hurrying up to him. “It’s so big! And open. Those windows,” She waved back at them. “Make everything look so sunny. And there’s music and so many people. And the fountain outside was so cool!” She looked up, pointing at the bricked second floor. “What’s that?”

The boy chuckled. “That’s the food court.”

“Food court?!” Somehow, Dani became even more excited at the words. “Can we get something to eat?”

“We just had breakfast.” Jazz said, more than a hint of humor in her voice. The older girl half-turned, back to the colorful display she’d been looking at.

“What’s this?” The clone girl asked.

“The mall’s directory.” The red-head smiled down at her. “Where do you want to go first?”

With wide eyes, Dani searched the map. So many fun options….

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The first stop (because it was the closest) was the pet store. Inside, birds tweeted and dogs barked. Dani buzzed with excitement.

“Puppies!” She peered through the glass. “They’re so cute.”

The store had bunnies. “She’s so soft.” One of the employees let Dani hold one.

And fish! Hamsters! Lizards!

“I think we should get a snake.” Dami teased his older sister, eyeing the orange and white creature. (A corn snake, that’s what the display said. But it didn’t look anything like corn?)

The red-head shook her head, wrinkling her nose. “Ew. No.”

“But look at him.” The boy brought out the puppy dog eyes. “He looks like he wants to come home with us.”

And the kittens!

With big round eyes, Dani stared at the little black cat. She wanted to pet it so badly, to scratch under its tiny chin. The animal batted at a toy stuffed mouse.

“Oh, you like your mousie, don’t you?” She cooed. “Don’t you?”

It was so cute, she felt like her heart would melt. And at the same time… it squeezed. (There had been a black cat that she’d sometimes see stalking through Vlad’s garden. Muscles helped her sneak out water and food to it. The other clone’s soft, deep voice… We shouldn’t leave her milk, Dani. She can’t digest that.)

“Okay, even I’ll admit that’s cute.” Another (though not as familiar?) clone brother’s voice.

Dani looked up at the boy (And that, looking up, was still blowing her mind.) “Cute!? This is the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen.”

The boy raised a brow. “I take it you’re a cat person then.”

The girl nodded. Then… she blinked, her own brow furrowing. She was a cat person, yes. But her brother… “Are you a cat or a dog person?”

It was weird to ask. She didn’t know the answer but… she felt like she should have. Tiny had liked the cat who roamed the garden, right? But the way he’d just called her a cat person. Even I’ll admit that’s cute ? What did that mean?

Her brother blinked, for a moment considering. “A dog person. I think? I always wanted a puppy as a kid. I asked Mom and Dad every birthday and Christmas for years. And I have a ghost dog now, Cujo. You need to meet him too.” He smiled. Then, shrugging. “But there’s this stray cat Jazz has been feeding. We named her Muffin. She’s pretty sweet. And I loved that feral cat that kept showing up at Vlads’.” His eyes sparkled with mirth. “Remember that time it caught a baby rabbit for you. Dropped it right at your feet.”

For a moment, her heart twisted, confused and overwhelmed by those two responses. So much of that she didn’t recognize….

But in the end, Dani laughed. “Yeah. She dropped it, looking up at me like ‘look at me, I’m such a good little hunter’… and the poor little guy was still alive! It ran away. She went after it, caught it again, and dropped it back at my feet. But the bunny ran again. She caught it, dropped it… And scowled up at me, like ‘why aren’t you going after it?’”

“She thought you were a big dumb kitten.” Her brother laughed, ruffling her hair. “She was trying to teach you how to hunt.”

“I’m not a big dumb kitten.” She poked at his side. “You are!”

“Hey, we already established I’m a dog person. I can’t be a kitten.”

“But you like cats!”

“Okay. So maybe I’m a bit of both.” He shrugged. “The cursed cat-dog if you will. Like from that old cartoon.”

Dani blinked. “What?”

“Okay so…”

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The inane conversation continued as the three left the pet store.

“Let’s go there!” Danielle pulled the older two teens towards a colorful store. Large yellow letters boasted ‘Toys and Co.’

Big bright eyes took in the crowded scene. The tiled floor was bright yellow, whimsical music flowing through the air. There were so many stuffed animals, action figures, baby dolls, and Barbie dolls. A giant Lego castle!

Dani practically ran to the circular table hosting a bin of colorful blocks. Huddled on the other side were a few other kids, all younger than her, but she couldn’t care less about the age difference. The girl grabbed a handful of blocks, starting to build. What should she make? A space-ship? A race car? Her own little castle?

The other two teens joined, making their own little creations while chatting. The clone girl focused on her masterpiece, tongue stuck out in concentration.

“And…. done!” The girl exclaimed.

“What is it?” Damian asked.

“A rocket-castle.” She boasted proudly.

“That’s great.” Jazz congratulated, pulling out her phone. “Let me get some pictures.” She snapped a few, asking Dani and Dami to pose.

“Done?” The younger girl asked impatiently.

Jazz barely finished nodding and Dani was off again. So many things to see!

Racing toy cars on the model of Amity Park. Setting up a tea party in the dollhouse display. Banging out a tune on the floor piano mat. It was all so much fun! (It had been so long since she’d just gotten to play.) And even more fun as the older two teens played with her.

“Woah! Jazz, go!” The boy cheered. “Faster!”

The red-head obliged, feet shuffling faster on the mat. A dissonant clash. “Shoot. Wrong Note.”

“Faster!” Dani put up her hands.

“I’m going as fast as I can!” Jazz argued. But somehow the older girl went faster. Another clashing note hit. “I saw that, you gremlin!” Playfully narrowed eyes flashed to the boy, who withdrew his hand from the highest note with a mischievous grin.

Still, the red-head finished with a flourish. “Ta-da.”

“That was awesome!” Dani clapped. So did her brother, and even some other children and adults who had been watching.

Jazz blushed. “It was okay.”

“No.” The clone girl jumped up and down. “It was so cool!”

The older’s face softened, seeming to believe the words. “Thanks Dani.” A moment of hesitance… Then Jazz reached out to ruffle her hair. “Do you want to buy something? Like I said, I’ve got money.”

“I can buy something?” The girl blinked up, eyes wide.

“Of course.” A kind smile. “Pick out something you want.”

Dani searched for several minutes, hesitant herself. Her heart twisted in her chest. Jazz actually wanted to buy her something. She could hardly believe it. (She understood Damian being nice to her. But why was the red-head being so generous too?) But…

“This is perfect.” The girl smiled softly, her mind going back to that scene of the three siblings at the food court. She took the bag off the display.

“Why plastic dinosaurs?” Damian asked, brow furrowed.

Dani shrugged, face impassive.

“Let the girl get what she wants.” Jazz took the item. “Great choice, Dani.”

At the register, the older girl pulled out a plastic card and bought the toys. She gave the youngest the bag. And Dani held it close to her heart, like it was precious.

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Next, they visited a huge bookstore. Two stories tall, with escalators in the middle. Dani had never seen so many books!

“I loved this book when I was your age.” Her brother picked up a thin paper back with a smile.

The clone girl looked over his shoulder. A majestic lion stared from the cover, two young girl’s faces buried in his mane. “The Lion, the Witch, and The Wardrobe?”

“Oh. That’s a really good series.” Jazz offered. Then her brow furrowed. “That’s a different cover than I remember reading.”

The boy turned the book over, perusing the back. “Mom’s copy is older. From the 90s or something.”

“I like the older cover better.” The red-head huffed.

“You would.” The boy rolled his eyes.

Again, Dani’s heart clenched with an odd feeling. So much history and familiarity here, between the two older teens… she felt left out, like last night when they were making dinner. But…..

Her brother looked up, holding out the book to her. “Do you want to give it a read?” A hint of sadness in his smile. “I know you, reading everything you can get your hands on.”

That was true enough; before she’d read every book she could find in that cabin. But less for the love of reading and more for voracious curiosity, the desperate need to connect to the world outside those four walls. And from the sad look in his eyes…. Damian knew that as well.

Dani took the book, eyes skimming over the back. (Her heart squeezed. She could imagine reading this to Daniel, sitting on the floor in front of his pod. But he wasn’t…)

She shook her head, smiling. “Yeah. It looks cool.”

The clone girl ended up leaving with the novel and a book on dinosaurs.

“Oh! This looks interesting.” Jazz had offered the book eagerly.

Danielle’s heart warmed at the attention, accepting with a smile.

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Next was another toy store. Build-a-bear! Jazz and Danny helped her make a stuffed animal, a black dragon with large green eyes and tiny wings. She picked out a tiny saddle for him and a bear-sized Spiderman shirt. After much deliberation, she named him Inky. The nice employee put her new friend in a white box that looked like a little house as Jazz paid.

Then the candle store! It smelled so good. So many of the candles had weird and funny names. She wanted to smell every one. In the end, her brother and Jazz almost had to drag her out.

“You can’t smell every candle, Dani.” Dami quietly whined, an arm over her shoulder. “People are starting to look at us weird.”

“Fine.” The clone girl huffed. She squirmed out from under the arm, hurrying out of the store.

Then her eyes flickered to the red-and-yellow neon sign she’d seen earlier. ‘A Fork in the Road’…. The food court!

She turned, pointing. “I’m hungry. Can we get food?”

“That sounds good to me.” Dami turned to the red-head who nodded.

“Yes!” Excited, Dani ran ahead of the other two.

“You’re not supposed to run.” Jazz called after her.

“Just let her go.” The muttered reply.

Turning the corner, Dani was greeted by a surprisingly rustic scene. As viewed from the entrance, the outer wall was brick. Rows and rows of tables sat in the middle, interspersed with pillars supporting the wood-beam criss-crossed ceiling. And on the inner side and back wall…. The food stalls!

Colorful neon signs offered so many different types of food. It all smelled delicious.

“What looks good?” Her brother said, coming up behind her.

In the end, Dani went with Chinese food.

“So good.” The clone girl gushed through her noodles. Jazz and Dami knew good food! She’d said that about every single meal she’d had with them. (It was kinda sad; maybe it tasted better when she didn’t have to steal it.)

There in the food court, Dani took a rest to play with her new spoils, coaxing her brother into a dinosaur fight and attacking the other two teens with kisses from the newly named Inky. All the while the three discussed where else to visit on their mall trip.

The arcade and electronics store were fun. There was the Amity Park Gift shop, selling just about any object Dani could think of, with the city name in big letters and little cartoon ghosts. And even more items marked with a familiar insignia.

“Aww. They have Danny Phantom plushies.” Jazz jutted her lip out, waving the doll in the boy’s face. “Isn’t he adorable?”

Dami raised a brow skeptically. “Uh huh….”

The red-head turned sharply, marching towards the checkout. “I’m going to buy him.”

The boy’s jaw dropped. “Seriously?” Then, crossing his arms as the older teen ignored him… “I didn’t authorize this.” He muttered.

Dani giggled at the exchange, begging Jazz for her own Phantom plushie. (Even as staring at the miniature likeness of Danny Phantom gave her an odd feeling.)

The three left the tourist shop, passing in front of one of the numerous clothing stores. For just a moment, Dani’s eyes lingered on one of the outfits in the window. It wasn’t her typical style at all, a sleeveless dress with a flared skirt and a pattern of little flowers. But… an odd squirming in her gut. It was pretty. (Would she- messy, dirty, not good enough, imperfect, a mistake- look cute in it….)

“We can take a look if you want.” Dami offered.

“Yes. We should get you your own clothes anyway.” Jazz nodded. “Not just our hand-me-downs.”

The words shook Dani out of her thoughts. “No. It’s fine.” The girl frowned down at her feet, crossing her arms. “I don’t need new clothes.”

Her insides squeezed guilty. Letting Jazz and Dami buy her little fun gifts was one thing but her own clothes… that was… that was too much.

“Dani-” Dami started, reaching towards her with big compassionate eyes.

The girl side-stepped, stomping away towards a big neon sign. Even still, complex feelings swirled in her core. She didn’t need help. She didn’t need someone to take care of her. (She didn’t deserve it.)

No, she couldn’t think like that, not when Dami was being so nice to her (after she yelled at him this morning). Her gaze flickered around for a distraction, keenly aware of the footsteps quickly following after her. The clone girl’s eyes fixed on-

“What’s that?” Dani pointed at the poster. A smiling man and woman sat on a giant pink letter B, in front of a blue background.

Her brother took the bait. “Oh. It’s the Barbie movie.”

Barbie… like those dolls she saw at the toy store?

Dani’s brow furrowed. “Can we see it?”

The older two teens exchanged looks. There was a moment of hesitation, as if the two exchanged silent conversation about whether or not to push the clothing shopping.

Eventually though, Jazz sighed. “Yes, we can.” She marched up to a glass window with a teenager sitting behind it. “Three tickets for Barbie at four, please.”

The three watched the movie, Dani squirming in excitement in her seat. She munched on the popcorn. Her head tilted, not understanding some of the jokes, but still she grinned and laughed. The girl almost busted a gut during the Ken’s song and dance number. She even teared up at the end, as Barbie made her choice. (The question rang in her core…. What was I made for?)

“That was amazing!” Dami gushed star-eyed. “I’m just Ken…” As the trio exited the closing mall, she skipped down the almost empty halls and sang loudly, her previous angst long forgotten.

Another short drive and they arrived back at Fenton Works. The older two prepared a quick meal, after entertaining Dani with some board games. The clone girl went to bed with a smile on her face.

#Danny Phantom #my fic #(Not) Alone #invisobang 2023 #Invisobang

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abc04 · 1 year

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knives and legato regression headcanons!

[PT: knives and legato regression headcanons! /end PT]

feat. elendira as well :)

flags: trauma regressor and caregiver

ID in alt

regressor legato

[PT: regressor legato /end PT]

- when legato's regressed, he needs a lot of reassurance of his safety, and the only person who can really give that to him is knives

- being with knives just makes him feel so safe and secure

- small legato also needs to have things to keep him busy. he's big on activities that don't require too much energy, like puzzles or easy crafts

- he also always listens well, legato isn't a troublemaker at all. if anything, he's too obedient. knives worries about him sometimes, because he knows legato's behavior comes from his past and fear of being punished. he always makes sure that legato understands that he's safe and that he won't hurt him.

- legato will often try to continue working and ignore his regressed headspace, but it's really easy to tell when he's small, especially for the people closer to him. if elendira notices him slipping, she'll either suggest he take a break in the garden or take over his responsibilities.

- even though she pretends to be annoyed whenever she has to look out for legato, elendira secretly enjoys it- she appreciates the amount of trust he places in her to take care of him

- knives finds little legato amusing. he seems to find wonder and excitement in everything, regardless of how small or mundane. legato could sit at the piano for hours just pressing keys and being delighted at the sounds.

- even though he'd never admit it, regressed legato reminds knives of vash when they were kids. they both seem so in awe of the world, and it really activated knives' protectiveness

- knives also needs to feel needed, and that he's succeeding in protecting someone, which he gets from caring for legato. he has really complicated feelings about humans, but knives has always seen legato as his human. as such, knowing how much trust and faith legato places with him, especially while being so vulnerable to regress around him, makes knives feel stronger and more sure.

regressor knives

[PT: regressor knives /end PT]

- on the other hand, knives' regression is harder to notice. he became very used to hiding any "weakness" from a very young age, internalizing a lot after his discovery of tessla.

- as such, only those closest to him are aware of his regression; namely legato and elendira. they're his usual caregivers and watch out for him when they know he's small.

- legato is a very gentle and attentive caregiver. he's always making sure knives is comfortable and not pushing himself too hard and is there to keep him entertained when he does have a break

- when knives is able to relax and sink into his headspace, he likes spending time in the garden. knives loves being around all of the flora and simply existing in his environment. it's something he doesn't let himself do often, since his time and thoughts are usually occupied with his plans to free his sisters.

- little knives is also much more affectionate, but only legato and elendira really get to see that side of him. one time, knives called elendira "big sister", which he will never admit to and elendira hasn't brought up (but she was incredibly touched). knives has started to see elendira similarly to how he feels about his plant sisters :)

- knives also needs a lot more rest when regressed. he isn't usually very cautious of his health, pushing himself as far as he can in order to pursue his goals. as such, it's not uncommon to find him napping with legato (who could also use the rest and closeness)

- legato is absolutely elated to be knives' primary caregiver. he adores knives, and knowing that he trusts him enough to be vulnerable about him makes him very happy. it also makes him feel much more in control to be able to protect someone. legato has a lot of complicated feelings about his role in the world and capabilities due to his past, so being trusted completely by knives, someone who he considers incredibly strong, helps legato a lot.

#OK we know this is ooc but we can Dream #anyways. Them #our posts #trigun agere #agere headcanons #fandom agere

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lunastars21 · 2 years

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Well since I've been rambling about Fang's family, imma talk about the other two Hooligan member's family next!

First off is Beans family who live in a big pink flower field, ya know this is canon right! Bean is the son of bin the duck from dynamite duxs! If ya never heard of it look it up it's pretty cool and a short arcade game!

There's also his uncle Pin the Duck and technically his grandma Lucy who is the pink skinned human, the game states bin and Pin are pets to Lucy, so I guess you could say she's their mom, while bin and Pin are brothers. So that makes bean Lucy's grandchild! Though his mom is never mentioned or told to have exist, I say it was a nice lady woodpecker that met bin one day, but later on had a limited time because she was sick. Which explains why bean has woodpecker moves in sonic the fighters, maybe he is a hybrid too? But he really is mostly duck.

Bin and Pin are both experts at using all kinds of weaponry than just bombs, they can use rocket launchers, machine guns, even throw rocks at you to get through! They had to do all that to save Lucy in their game. Though, Lucy nowadays can fight, but she's still practicing on that, her punches and high kicks aren't to be underestimated! That way she'll never get captured again and focus on being with her boys ^^.

The hooligans first met bean's family when laying low for a while as the cops were really after them at one point, so bin told bean that they are welcomed to stay over for a few days till things calm down. The family don't mind that they're practically criminals, they just care about seeing bean happy and that's what matters! Lucy loves Fang and Bark, they're so fluffy and she always hugs them when they come to visit (despite fang's protest of getting hugs) She even prepares tons of food for them as well. Bin is okay with fang and bark, he'd sometimes tell them of his adventures, or advice on how to take out enemies, that way the duo can protect bean when things are dire. Pin isn't really a fan of these criminals, but if bean likes them then he doesn't mind, He sometimes has smoke breaks with fang outside the house, and is usually training to be prepared in case something tries to kidnap Lucy again.

Next is bark's family! They're just a very very very VERY large group of polar bears! Which adults is bark's parents? Who knows! Each one is like a mom or dad to him, and bark refuses to tell bean and fang who is the biological one, it's just funny that way and less complicated, so he says. He has a buncha cousins, brother's and sisters, nephews, uncle's and aunts..it's a lot to keep track of so it makes sense to rather keep it simple. His family really love to fight! No matter what time of day or date, there's always some polar bears fighting in a ring outside in the aura icefields. Their opinions on team Hooligan is split into two sides, one side supports them and enjoy hearing their endeavors to snag some money! The other half not so much, they're worried they'll get bark in serious danger and even threaten that if bark's hurt then fang and bean are digging their own graves. (Bark has to get the two out of there and calm that side down) nonetheless, they all support bark on his journey, why? Because he's fighting! When bark was living with them he'd refuse to fight in any way, only focusing on his hobbies like cooking or writing poetry. So when the family heard he's now working for the hooligans and fighting to protect them, they were excited, as long as he fights they really don't care! But they want him to play safe as well.

Despite the threats, Fang and Bean do get treated well in their visits. The first time they came over they were practically surrounded by the bears, given food, plenty of new clothes, it was like visiting your uncle's and aunts that you haven't seen in a few years and they go "look how much you've grown!" And such. Bean doesn't mind it! Free stuff! While fang is just annoyed by the constant talking..but the aura icefields are pretty, and the cubs seem to like hearing his adventures and giving him praise so it's not all that bad.

Though, very cold, do bring sweaters when visiting, bean forgot to bring his like an idiot and was practically freezing till they got there.

Well that's enough of my rambling :3 imma go flop now!

#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #fang the sniper #nack the weasel #bark the polar bear #bean the dynamite #Team Hooligan #Bin The Duck #pin the duck #Dynamite ducks #sonic headcanons #Fang won't admit it but he sees both groups as family #its the only ones he's got 🥺#Dynamite Dux #OH YEAH JET AND BEAN ARE COUSINS #DON'T KNOW WHERE JET CONNECTS IN THE FAMILY TREE BUT THEY ARE COUSINS HE KNOWS BIN AND PIN #JETTISON Q HAWKINGTON!

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rev3rb · 2 years

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Hello! I’m nice and early today. Maybe bc this chapter felt really short for some reason? But I did like it. It was definitely nice to get a lil more backstory on Krul and Asuramaru. Vampire Ashera looked so cute and a lot like Yu in some panels. I think my main takeaway is that we can probably count on them having more loyalty to one another than anyone else. Which I think is good given their power and influence. Especially bc they both seem to care for Yu and Mika a bit. So, I feel better about them ultimately having good intentions.

Although, given Ashera’s choice to turn Krul into a vampire, I’m unsure as to whether he would be on board with most of the other vampires wanting to die. His perspective certainly could have changed after all this time, but I wonder how his preservation instincts for himself and those around him might affect things.

Hello! You're early and I'm late, which I feel bad about. I actually read the chapter early this morning as well, but I've just had other things on my mind today. That said, let's get into it.

I'd agree. The chapter did feel short, and I think it's because overall, not a ton happened. A lot of the chapter was used to build tension for when Ashera found Krul, so when you think about it in retrospect, not much happened. If this were an anime sequence, it'd be only a couple minutes of introspection at most. However, I enjoyed it quite a bit as well.

I agree with your assessment. Ashera and Krul are definitely there more for each other than anyone else. A common motivation in this series lol. Though, I would disagree with the idea that Ashera would necessarily be against the vampires dying. Given what Ashera said, we know that he has a deal with The First that involves "sav[ing his] sister". The First already saved Krul in a way when he turned her into a vampire so what else will she need saving from? Seems like the obvious answer is death, but why would she be in danger of dying now that she's a vampire? The only risk to her at the moment is Guren's plan since she'd die along with the rest of the vampires, regardless of who's resurrected, but it's worth remembering that Ashera has been part of this plan that involved abandoning Krul for centuries now. It'd easily predate any of Guren and crew's plans for resurrection. I feel safe in saying that Ashera has had this promise with The First since then, so what else? Nothing. Nothing would threaten Krul really. Then what is Ashera trying to save Krul from?

It's the curse of vampirism itself. The curse of eternal life. Sure he chose to have The First save Krul in that moment, but as The First warns, vampirism is a curse, not a gift. Ashera's wording seems to indicate that's how he thinks, so I think it makes perfect sense that Ashura would wish for Krul to be freed from that curse. As The First reveals to Urd, Rigr, Lest Karr, and Ky Luc in chapter 114, his method of resurrection also involves the deaths of all the vampires. In other words, if The First succeeds, Krul will be free of that curse.... she'll just be dead too. Ashura has been helping The First achieve this goal.

Now here's where things get more complicated. You have to wonder if The First then lied to Ashera and Ashera doesn't know that The First's definition of saving is killing. It's possible, which makes you wonder how much the demons even know about The First's plan. I suppose it's possible that The First said that Krul would be saved for whatever reason, but then you have to wonder if that's a lie or if he really does for some reason. HOWEVER! If Ashera does know the plan, then he is ok with the vampires, and Krul by extension, dying. In that case, I don't think it'd be that hard to get Ashera to switch allegiances. The end toll would be the same regardless of who Ashera helps, and as you said, both he and Krul seem to have a soft spot for Yu and Mika.

That... was probably way more long-winded than it needed to be, so sorry if that was a lot. Regardless, I think that we'll see Ashura betraying The First soon. The question just becomes will he support Yu in trying to resurrect Mika or everyone else in resurrecting the world. Krul seems to be more for the world than just Mika, but I guess it's still a little too early to call. We'll just have to wait and see.

As a last thought, and I mentioned this before, I wonder how much the other demons know. Unlike Ashera, they don't seem to have a strong connection to anyone, other than their hosts, but as a reminder, they've been a part of this plan since before any of those characters were born. They must have had a different motivator originally. Do they also wish for death (but for themselves) or are they just loyal? I'm interested to see if we'll get an answer.

As always, thank you for the message anon and I'm glad you enjoyed the chapter!

#Owari no Seraph #OnS spoilers #OnS 116 #OnS 116 spoilers #Ashuramaru #Anonysis Asks #Asks #My Posts #I'm sorry I'm so long winded #With these I tend to kinda just write as I think

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flowerflamestars · 2 years

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For the ship ask: Nesta and Lucien.

Controversial and wildly noncanon opinion: I think this could really, really, really work.

The SJM take is that Nesta would just like...shred Lucien? Seems very reductive of both their inherent empathy. Nesta cares deeply and recognizes true things- Lucien is nicer, but he's also just as sharp and difficult on the surface when left to his own devices (hello, actual acotar canon).

Fundamentally, they're both loyal, dangerous people who do not in any way fit into what the world has given them. People who want love, but won't admit it- but would, I think, act on it.

It's worth noting Lucien's whole Nesta is Scary thing is actually... kind of great? He's arguably the only man in that whole universe who respects her power.

For it to work, the biggest thing that has to change is how they meet. Nesta's entire dislike of Lucien isn't personal- it's that here is another faery (unknowable monster capable of horror beyond human reckoning) man who can claim another of her sisters.

(Obviously Lucien. just. Is NOT RHYSAND, but Nesta doesn't know that. Nesta never has any reason to learn that, because guess what? all the other faeries around her keep committing such absolute fuckery it takes up all the air)

I know the common Elucien take is all about safe harbor and softness- and I do think Lucien fundamentally deserves something soft and safe- but I also think Nesta is a wildly compelling alternative.

Because Nesta Archeron goes the distance. She'll do terrible, dangerous shit for the people she loves, to the point of self destruction. The real Nesta/Lucien flaw is that they're almost too similar.

They speak the same language- anger and snark and manners and hopelessness.

The moment they meet in the middle and snap from enemies/unwilling allies to ride-or-die trust would be unbreakable. It would take them a very long time to get to that softness, but when they did? Hedonism. There's some lush sexual loveliness to Nesta 'romance novels' Archeron and Lucien 'fire in his blood but drinks his respecting women juice' Vanserra.

And really, they'd be free.

Nesta gets a person who will stand by her side, but also is not in any way a part of this world she hates so much- who loves her and will leave it behind with her. Lucien gets to be someone's first choice, has someone who is furious about his pain, someone who actually wants him to be safe.

#guys guys guys I will never be over my proposed: what if Nesta went to the Spring Court in acotar au #because like?#it's friendship its love its devotion it's platonic its sexual:#it's lucien and nesta who will NEVER EVER give up on each other #that au can be nessian + elucien #but also?#Lucien and Nesta are the primary ride or die and i fully believe in it #the dislike is circumstantial not personal!#they're be actually workable enemies to lovers unlike goddamn nessian #they'd LEAVE PRYTHIAN #and then probably float back and accidentally become rulers of day #it would be beautiful

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atinysunbaby · 3 years

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Meant to be | Choi San 🖤

Warnings : Cursing, violence, mention of rape.

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Chapter 1

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My cheeks are burning from the salty tears escaping my eyes. A tightening feeling in my chest growing by the minute. The sobs keep escaping me, making my body move uncontrollably. Chocking from the sharp inhales and shaking from the cold temperature. This moment, forever will be imprinted in my mind. Those images I wish I could forget, unfortunately will hunt me till my last breath.

I suppose it's what most people feel too when they lose their parents. I wanted to deny it, but I saw their bodies. They were cold, bruised, bloody and no longer held any signs of life.

The last time a saw them, I didn't bother much to say goodbye to them. Only telling them to enjoy their little vacation in the woods. I was more exited about being alone then making them know how much I loved them. Now it's too late, I'll never be able to see their faces again, hear their voices, feel their arms around me when I need them the most.

I woke up to my cellphone ringing this morning, answering grumpily, thinking it was my mom who disturbed me from my sleep. It was actually the cops telling me to come to the hospital, but I wish it would've been her instead. I wish she could annoy me every morning now, but it's over. She isn't here anymore and neither is my dad.

I'm in my room, at this moment, crying my heart out. I ran out of the hospital immediately after seeing their corpses. They wanted me to identifie them, but I left with people screaming for me to comeback. I guess they probably know from my reaction, that it was indeed my mom and dad.

People keep calling me on my phone, but I don't answer. I'm laying on the floor, looking at the ceiling, waiting for my sadness to subside. I know that won't happen anytime soon, but it's the only way for me to calm down. Being surrounded by people telling me how sorry they are for my loss. A bunch of fake assholes making me feel even worse about the situation definitely won't make anything better.

Slowly my eyes get heavy, I try to fight the exhaustion but fail miserably. I fall asleep on the cold floor of my room, my window open and the sound of rain filling my ears. All of this crying definitely used up a lot of my energy.

The car crash, I wasn't there and I have no idea of what happened. But I see it, something is in the middle of the road and dad just told mom a joke. They're laughing.. until they hit that thing, an animal maybe. It goes right through the window and kill my dad instantly, but as for my mom. The car rolls off the road and fall down a small cliff. Mom's still alive, she's in pain, blood everywhere, she's crying for her husband to open his eyes and answer her. She keeps screaming that she can't feel him anymore? His presence? Her breathing is getting worse the more she panics. Suddenly the door on her side opens and something stabs her in the chest, putting a end to her desperate cries. Blood is streaming down her chin, her eyes looking directly through mine while she takes her last breath.

I open my eyes to see nothing but darkness. I frantically search for a sign of light, I reach around with my hands. My eyes are open wide and my breath shaky, until my fingers brush against an object. I stop every movement, slowly gripping it and letting a breath of relieve when I realise it's my phone.

I turn it on to see a ton of messages and missed calls. One standing out, my aunts name, my mom's sister. I never talked to her, but mom insisted on giving me her number. I look around my room and stand up to look outside the window, only to notice that it's night time. The reason of the darkness and freezing temperature. I close it and turn the lights on in my room. Then I sit on the corner of my bed and hesitate a few minutes while looking at the screen in front of me. My fingers finaly press on call. A few rings later, Aunt Kath's voice is heard. "Y/N! Y/N is it you?"

"Yes it's me.. why did you cal-" I'm cut off by a loud sob. My eyes widen in confusion, but I soon remember that my mom, her sister is no longer a part of this world. I sigh and wait for her to stop crying on the other side of the line. "S-sweetie- where are you? Are you safe? You're not alone ar-"

"Kath, my parents just died. I'm obviously not partying right now, but I'm okay.. I guess.." She stays silent for the next few seconds, my blunt answer probably wasn't expected, but it's understandable. "Sweetheart-I uhh.. you have no one to stay with right? So.. your mom made me your godmother, i-in case anything happened to her.. will you come live w-with me, here in Korea?"

It takes some time to process what just came out of her mouth, my eyebrows are furrowed. Many feelings are fighting to take control of my body, but the one that wins is frustration. "W-what?.."

"She told me to take care of you if she wasn't there anymore... It was just a precaution, but I guess it really happened." She says with a small voice, trying not to upset me further. Judging from my lack of response, she can tell I'm not that excited about this new information. "I asked you, but it ins't really a choice that you have. It's an obligation, you can't stay alone out ther-"

I hang up, not wanting to listen even for one more second. I need some time to think about it. She's right, I don't have much of a choice. I turned seventeen not too long ago and I don't have any family member here. At least none that I know of. I sigh defeated, once again pressing on my godmother's contact.

She picks up not even a second later, as if she knew I was gonna call her back. She doesn't say a word, waiting for me to start talking. I clear my throat after freeing my lower lip from my teeth. "How will I get there? How about my clothes and everything else in the house? My parents' funera-"

"I'll take care of everything you don't have to worry, just bring the necessary and I'll transfer some money on your account so you can pay for your plane ticket. As for the ride to my house, my boyfriend will pick you up" She spend a whole hour explaining to me how everything will go and I agree after hesitating for a while. If my mom gave Kath the role of godmother, she must trust her. So I will trust her too, anyways I don't really have a reason not to. She's been nice till now and she'll even welcome me in her house, she's taking me in. "Thank you Kath, I really appreciate it. I don't know what I would've done if I was all alone."

Days later

I prepared all my stuff, ready to fly to Korea. It took me a while to accept, but eventually I warmed up to it. It's an opportunity for me, to start over. A new life full of adventure, new environment and culture. I want to explore the world so why not start there.

Unfortunately though, I had to say goodbye to all my friends. We cried and spend the last few days together. We promised to text each other everyday and not to forget about one another. Sad thing is, my friends aren't the only ones I need to leave behind. It's hard to leave the place I grew up in, my house, my neighbourhood, my city, everything.

In a few hours, everything I ever knew will all be in the past. Only the memories will stay, the rest, all gone. So the day my parents died, I didn't only lose them, but my life too. The life they gave me. Now, I have to make a new one, by myself.

Landing in Korea

The flight was boring and quite annoying, I didn't know what to do. A baby cried for what felt like years and a couple had an argument at some point. Then the person next to me started to snore so loudly I thought the plane was crashing. I'm glad to finaly be on the ground, the loud voices of people speaking indistinctly seeming to sooth me from what I went through previously.

I sit on one of the chairs in the airport waiting for James, my godmother's boyfriend. He'll drive me to their house, apparently Kath arranged a room for me already. She doesn't have any kid, so she's looking forward to having me over.

"Y/N!!" I jump from the chair almost falling on my ass. I luckily manage to stay on my two feet and not make a fool of myself. Upon hearing a chuckle, I turn around and see an old looking dude smirking at me, maybe in his late forties. "Umm.. Hi can I help you?"

"James, I came to pick you up remember?" He asks while pointing at himself. I'm still unsure, he's looking at me weirdly. I can feel an odd vibe from him. It makes me feel uncomfortable, but I push it aside and nod before following him.

We enter his rusty jeep, the doors creaking when moving. Despite the outside looking a bit ugly, the inside is clean. The only negative point would be the smell, cigarette and..alcohol? Paying a bit more attention to the smell though, it doesn't only come from the jeep. The man next to me is even worst, it seems that he might shower rarely. Subtly, I bring my sweater paws to my nose, looking outside to distract myself.

"So, Y/N! How you holding up?" His loud and deep raspy voice makes me jump for the second time. I turn a bit a towards him not to be impolite and think before answering him. "I guess it's a bit easier then I expected. I didn't think that I'd feel any better, but after a few days it prove me wrong. But I feel bad, to already move on.."

He hums next to me, nodding his head lazily. I wait for him to add something, but the car is filled with silence. I'm relieved he doesn't speak further, not really being in the mood to have a whole conversation, especially with someone I don't know. So, slowly I turn back around towards the window. My mind drifting to the events that happened in just a few weeks, everything is so fucked up. Fortunately, Kath and James decided to help me.

About an hour past since we came out of the airport. We just entered a forrest, James informed me that it'll take a while still. He insisted that I should go to sleep and when I'll wake up, we'll be home. I ponder for some time, but eventually agree. It doesn't take long for me to fall asleep due to not being able to get much sleep in the plane.

I wake up when the car come to an halt, a man's voice coming from next to me. Curses escaping his mouth, confused I open my eyes. The events from the previous hours coming back to me, tears threatening to escape my eyes. My body shaking slightly from fear, uncontrollably.

The ride was a lot longer then what James had told me it would be and I slept, only to be woken up by a hand covering my mouth. Horrible things happened in that car and it wasn't a nightmare, no mather how much I wish it was one. He said he would tell Kath it took us some time because of the traffic and the airport. Then he threatened to kill me if I open my mouth.

I can't let him see me crying, I don't want him to have another reason to hurt me. Despite being terrified and completely drained from energy, I swallow the bill in my throat and wipe the tears from my eyes. While I'm breaking down, next to me James is whistling and turning the car off. Announcing with a loud scream to Kath that we arrived.

"Omg! Y/N! Sweetie you really are here." Kath comes out of the house shouting happily, her arms open, waiting for me to give her a hug. I rush to open the door, but a hand grabs my arm. His nails dig in my skin and I whimper, both from fear and pain. "Remember. You talk, you die."

He puts my bag in my hand, pretending to be helping me. Finally I escape the horrible vehicle and run into my godmother's arms with a heavy heart. The second she engulfs me in her warmth, sobs spill from deep within me. She cries with me but not for the same reason. She cries because she lost her sister and now I'm here. I, cry because I've lost my parents, I lost my house, my friends. Because I've been raped less then an hour ago. Because I feel completely broken and hopeless. The new life I wanted for myself, only starts with even more problems then I had before.

Next 》 Chapter 2

#ateez #ateez x reader #ateez imagines #ateez fanfic #kpop #kpop fanfic #san fanfic #werewolf au #atiny #park seonghwa #kim hongjoong #jeong yunho #kang yeosang #choi san #song mingi #jung wooyoung #choi jongho

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trashlie · 3 years

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I'm loving all your ILY posts! I've also seen your comments on reddit and I enjoy reading your insightful analysis there, too. I would like to know your thoughts on Kousuke and Alyssa. Do you think they will become narrative foils? I noticed they were acting awkwardly around each other too (it kind of reminds me of how annoyed Soushi reacts around Maya) and she seems to have a crush on him 👀 I think she'll be used to contrast how he's still capable of redemption. 1/?

I mean Yui groomed them both successfully. They have shown to emulate her behavior, value their reputation over other people's feelings, and refuse to take accountability for their actions against Shin Ae and Nol. But unlike Kousuke, Alyssa has shown no hint of remorse or even guilt. 2/?

Waaahh thank you so much, anon! Isn't it silly that I still go :O when I realize people actually enjoy what I have to say? I started yelling into the void on tumblr because I got worried I was too active on reddit and I was possibly annoying people lmaooooo so I'm actually really glad you're able to find me on both platforms! It means a lot that I'm not just yelling into a total void.

If you don't mind, I'm breaking your ask down into two parts, because I might leave somethin off/this will get too long if I keep it all in one lol. BUT you bring up things I love to think about!!!!! So!!!!!

I think we are deliberately kept in the dark about Alyssa - whether it's to subvert the scheming girl trope, I'm not sure, but there's a lot of things we don't know about her and that's definitely on purpose. She's a character who probably won't be revealed more to us for a while yet, too, which is frustrating if only because I want to know everything NOW, but it does serve to make her more interesting.

Alyssa's interest in Kousuke is so obvious I can't believe I never noticed it in my original reads. I've seen this brushed off as "She just admires him" and I'm just like... she actually sulked for a moment about Kousuke leaving! Meanwhile she was straight up all but telling Nol she'll help him pack his bags lmao.

I feel like the cast of her shadow is deliberate, too, but look at that face. Sulking.

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There's room to argue that we can't see Alyssa's face when she first tells him she won't stop him, but she kind of makes it abundantly clear that Nol being away doesn't really affect her. And, I mean, look at how their relationship is conducted. She's bragged to Meg that she and Nol are so casual and cool and easy breezy.

(I guess that means there ALSO is room to argue that Alyssa is putting on a front and just saying this to make sure people think her relationship is great, but the only People who know is Meg. And as a people pleaser, if Alyssa felt uncomfortable with the casual nature of her relationship with Nol, wouldn't she actually do more to make the relationship more of what she wants? Notably during the conversation on the balcony, she basically tells Nol this isn't really her dream relationship, which leads to the admission that they are together not for each other but for the benefits they each get so......)

Kousuke is the one who confuses me the most, because it strikes me as really weird that Yui has used Alyssa as leverage before against Kousuke. "You should bring a date, Kousuke, Alyssa will be there." What does this mean? What does it have to do with him and why would it entice him to bring anyone, anyway? I'm still really baffled on this one, tbh. Something that really stood out to me was during the dinner when Nol finally revealed he was planning to attend Oxford, Kousuke was distracted by his own news that the CFO position would be opening. In fact, when Nol mentions attending Oxford later, Kousuke seems to act like this is his first time hearing it.

Nol takes note of Kousuke's state of distraction before he finally starts talking about his plan.

The way quim does the dialogue and suddenly Kousuke's interest returning is.... interesting isn't it? From the moment Nol notes Kousuke's disinterest, we don't see his face again until Rand brings up Alyssa. Quim doesn't do anything without reason - in a movie, you wouldn't waste film on Kousuke's interesting returning at the mention of Alysa unless it meant anything, right?

There's so many little moments that make me go what the heck is going on here, too.

What the heck is up with THIS? Why does Kousuke deliberate SO LONG before he calls Alyssa? Like, do I think he's really so weirded out about calling his younger brother's girlfriend, considering he has one of his younger brother's own friends reporting on him and at his beck and call? You can't convince me that he's hesitant only because Alyssa is the sister of Meg. It just seems too wary.

And yes, this moment here?

It really does have the same tone as Soushi's wariness of Maya, except is Kousuke wary of Alyssa in the same way? Is he wary of her intentions? This one is so hard for me to read, because frankly, at this point it's hard to tell if Kousuke even cares about Nol as a brother or because he was forced to and he feels deep-buried remorse for the way he treated him and doesn't know how to handle it. Is he just aware of Alyssa's keen interest in him and that puts him on edge? Would he even care about Alyssa's keen interest unless she starts to get pushy?

I HONESTLY HAVE NO IDEA and frankly, it drives me nuts, so I love to discuss this and see what other people have to say. I'd never even noticed how long he deliberates before finally calling her until someone on reddit pointed that out.

lmao this so much preamble to get to the point but anyway YES they are absolutely parallels and I do wonder if they would become foils. Again, it's hard to know with Alyssa because we've been deliberately shielded so much of her personality right now and it's hard to tell what's real and what's not with her. The way that she worries about Shinae telling Nol what she did absolutely reads to me as a lack of remorse, but maybe I'm just projecting because we haven't been given much reason to like her lol. Shinae definitely makes it seem like Alyssa never actually apologized and the way Shinae just brushes it off makes me feel like there was never actual, proper closure. What Alyssa did is worse than just causing her injury: it was why she did it and how she reacted like Shinae was something dirty and how dare she even talk to her even though Shinae probably just wanted to know why Alyssa stopped being friends with her. Maybe she was even seeking closure at the time.

In the same way that Nol and Shinae are mirrors, Kousuke and Alyssa are their parallel abusers, grooming victims of Yui, those who care more about their image and reputation than anything else and have hurt others (Nol and Shinae) in their quest to fill the role. We still don't know if Alyssa dated Nol because she genuinely had a crush (doubtful so far) or because she figured out the family he's from and wanted to get closer. I try so hard to give her the benefit of the doubt but narratively we aren't privy to that yet. Also, have you noticed that Nol and Shinae both have a relationship of some kind with each others' abuser? This mirror and their parallel abusers thing is INTRICATELY woven.

That's what makes it so difficult to tell if she'll become a foil or merely a parallel that highlights what Nol and Shinae have been through. We know Kousuke will receive a redemption arc, because he's a main character, and also because I think part of subverting his trope is that he has to take responsibility for his past actions, rather than being loved in spite of the things he's done or whatever. In order for Kousuke to proper and develop further, he has to be held accountable and he has to break free of his family. Can we trust the same for Alyssa? At this point, she doesn't want to lose Nol because she knows if she loses him, she can just as easily lose her career and access to the world she's only just gained access to (and if she were to lose it all right now, it would be worse for her because she'd have all those trainee fees to pay back).

I think both Kousuke and Alyssa are likely in for a very public airing of their sins; for Kousuke it may come in the form of the expose YuJing is working on, collateral damage in the quest to take down Yui. I also think the only way to nudge Kousuke to change is that his image has to take a hit in some form. Is it that Rand isn't his father? Is it a reveal that he abused his brother? Is it whatever happened in the past that Nol got in trouble for was caused by Kousuke and he let Nol take the blame? Likewise, I think the fact that people knew Alyssa in middle school means she's not so safe, either; what if one of the girls from after school duty reveals what happened? Surely there were rumors going around school about what happened - Shinae is out of school, Alyssa is pulled from school, kids talk. Frankly, a scandal like that could ruin her career, and worse, if Nol knew what she had done, would he be able to remain shackled to her?

While I know Kousuke won't immediately take responsibility for his actions, I've always believed that such a catalyst would at least make him start thinking about it and force him to admit it. It wouldn't happen over night, but in time it will. But will Alyssa? Would she deny the allegations? Would she just shift blame, insist that it was all an accident, that it wasn't bullying like you think? (Cos look, I do believe it was an accident, but there's a way to call it an accident and still admit fault and blame; but just as easily you can call it an accident and try to shirk responsibility.)

I do love the idea of her being a foil for Kousuke, an Aesop's fable, if you will, of what happens when you barter with the devil (Yui). I'm not opposed to the scheming female character type, but I do oppose it when they take down others to raise themselves up, and if that's the way Alyssa will end up doing it, then I'll be happy to watch her fall. If she can scheme and use her connections without hurting people then hey power to ya. Unlike Alyssa, Kousuke never had a chance to evade Yui, and being able to walk away from her as an adult will be a choice he can make. Alyssa loses... so much if she breaks her deal.

I guess that's the thing about where she and Nol are in their relationship now - it's been made clear he's hanging in here because he's forced to and as a sort of act of self-sabotage, full well knowing she's here because she's taking advantage of the opportunities that "dating" him brings so... if they're in an agreement, is it okay to watch her climb right now? She leaves me conflicted and I know it's largely because she's one of the characters we know just enough to hate but so little to justify. Could it be that it all just got out of hand for her? At first she just wanted friends, was trying to find a place to belong, something good in a life that deprived her of social connections. And then comes along Yui, seducing her with ideas of fame and fortune? Was the desire to be loved and admired so strong it powered over the need to fit in with friends and she readily cast them off? Did she not anticipate what it would actually mean, thought she could have her cake and eat it, too? The way she responds to Nol's texts, and the fact that Dieter and Soushi ask him about her, means she probably isn't even in touch with them at all anymore. Idk, I really look forward to seeing their dynamic pre-idol Alyssa, because I want to know how she fit with them, what was it like?

And then, because this was supposed to be about foils lmao you have the fact that Shinae basically foils both Alyssa and Kousuke in regard to Nol, both as a person who cares about him and also as "a good friend" vs "the person I'm currently seeing" lmao like, everyone is literally set to juxtapose each other and man, I'll never get over how well this has been done lmao. Compared to Kousuke and Alyssa, Shinae is the one who accepts responsibility even when it's difficult, who knows when and how to swallow her pride (even if she's not the one who should) and I think it's why she is the one seen a the champion at Nol's side - they are the ones who care little for their images and who know how to apologize (even when they aren't the ones who should be) and that's why they are at each other's sides.

So yes, this is a very long essay response lol to essentially say: I'm still undecided if I think Alyssa will become a foil or merely remain a parallel. I would love to see her redeem herself but something tells me not all characters in this story will be redeeamable. Maybe one day we'll understand her motivation, even if we don't agree with it. I hope at the very least she makes peace with Shinae, but I get the feeling she'll be forced into it (as in, her secret gets ousted) and that's not as satisfying, but hey, if it helps Shinae then I'm for it.

A friend of mine has mused that maybe Alyssa will be the one to oust the secret herself and I'm ngl, I like that idea though it does feel kind of vindictive towards her character. Maybe accidentally spilling it to Nol would be the segue to a couple episodes from her POV though!

Gosh this was so long I'm so sorry lmao but please follow up with your thoughts and feelings, too, or if this made you think of anything or what! I think at this point in the story we've been given a lot of information but we just don't have enough of it to totally piece together what we're supposed to be seeing. I think Kousuke and Alyssa's weirdness around each other is very deliberate, though, and I'm not sure "She's Meg's sister" is enough to warrant so many panels of Kou being SO WEIRD about her, you know? Am I missing thing? Is there more to be revealed? Are we just blind? lmao Aaaahhhhhhhhhhh

#I Love Yoo #ILY Brainrot #Alyssa Cho #Kousuke Hirahara #at this point always anticipate a read more cos whew i can't shut up!#BUT I'VE BEEN FIXATED ON THIS FOR A WHILE NOW AND I STILL HAVEN'T COME TO A CONCLUSION I LIKE #AND I'VE BEEN DYING TO TALK A LITTLE ABOUT ALYSSA AND KOUSUKE AS UNREPENTENT PARALLELS AND YUI PUPPETS #the way that Nol and Shinae are mirrors and they each have their own version of Kousuke/Alyssa #and conveniently they each have a relationship of some sort with each others abusers does not escape me #what will Shinae think when she finds out how Kousuke has treated Nol?#What will Nol think when he finds out who Alyssa was during her brief stint at public school #I'm dying for flashbacks with Alyssa because I JUST! WANT! TO UNDERSTAND!!!!!!!#so far it's so easy to villify her because we don't know otherwise #we've been given no reason to justify or forgive her #and you know what i am okay with villifying a character like her in a story with some pretty dimensional female characters #Maya is one such character who was easy for readers to hate but redeemed herself by being mature and honest with Shinae #do I trust Alyssa to be mature and honest?#only if she ever becomes okay with the idea of losing her image #i think that's a big thing for Kousuke and Alyssa?#at some point Kousuke will realize his image is a fraud #something he was manipulated into despite what he likes to believe #and once he comes to that realization after he breaks down and crumbles and rebuilds he will find a new path and build his own image #one of his own making #but Alyssa....? Who or what would she be if she lost her image?#if she couldn't control the narrative?#AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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the art of delicate hands – pt. i

[ wandanat. ]

College AU.

Multiple part series ;

↳ snippets of their relationship and how I perceive them.

sumary:

wanda doesn't like to talk very much, only to her brother (and sometimes her lovely redheaded girlfriend).

notes:

if anyone international is reading this, ASL is shortened for american sign language (language of the hands).

this is a revised and edited version from when i wrote it on ao3 in 2018.

The only person that knew was Pietro. It was her little secret, and she could only hope that no one now would find out. She knew she shouldn't be ashamed, it was nothing to be ashamed over. Unsurprisingly however, it became her biggest insecurity – years of relentless bullying ensued that.

Wanda was always anxious. When she was seven she began experiencing panic attacks. The metallic taste of blood in her mouth became familiar over time as her panic attacks worsened.

All because she was mute and didn't feel comfortable to speak to anyone, including her parents. The only person Wanda felt comfortable enough to talk to was her brother (you could say that's because they're twins).

A doctor in Sokovia mentioned to Wanda's parents that therapy may help, that it may get her to speak more than four words a week. So her parents moved her when she was 16 and hoped for the best.

Within a year and a half Wanda was able to develop a clear understanding of American Sign Language. Eight months into the move and Wanda's parents had given up on Wanda ever talking, something that she took personal. They didn't catch on to English as quick as the twins did, their native language stuck closer than expected. Pietro didn't mind learning English quickly as he wanted to fit in school, and he also didn't mind studying ASL to communicate with Wanda on a deeper level.

American high school wasn't much better than her hometown. People talked, whispered and gossiped about her in class, muttered hurtful things about her appearance and the way she carried herself; a shy, quiet, timid girl. The worst part of it was when they mocked her for using a language that was supposed to feel safe for her. Pietro always came to her rescue, shooing people away, reminding them that she's his sister. The silver haired boy had no problem fitting in, it was only when they were apart did people tease the younger brunette.

When their parents died, Wanda took the brunt of the emotional attack it had on the twins. She'd been sitting in the backseat of the car, earbuds in, with her music volume at maximum capacity. Her father had tried to tell her to turn down the music while her mother rest in the passenger seat, window down with her eyes closed. When Wanda didn't hear her father, he reached over, eyes off the road, and tapped her. The second she registered his touch a semi-truck hit her father's door. In a matter of minutes Wanda and Pietro both were left alone to fend for themselves.

Putting the blame on herself only caused her to shut down further. It took over a year for Wanda to speak to Pietro again.

But as per usual, the twins stuck together and finished high school. The only difference was that they lived in foster care, they belonged to the state, up for grabs if anyone wanted them. That came to an end six months into their stay. The foster family proposed the idea of adoption, they had no problem in taking care of the twins for the rest of the time being – or, if they wanted, every day after as well.

At twenty, Wanda and Pietro eventually both went to college and shared a house with a bundle of other people on campus. The younger sibling even found herself a girlfriend within the group, her name being Natasha Romanoff.

Natasha didn't mind at all how little Wanda talked. She was curious, of course, but even before their relationship Nat never pushed her girlfriend into anything uncomfortable. Natasha could tell Wanda always made effort though, that's what drove the brunette into allowing herself a relationship.

When the redhead would sleep, Wanda would continuously practice signing. She'd sign songs and poems, movie scripts and books, everything she possibly could to improve herself. It was a very personal, in touch form of language for her.

Wanda had been with her girlfriend a little over a year and Natasha still didn't know all the unpleasant factors that came about her life. Wanda only told her just enough to get by, and she felt immensely guilty for that. Truth was she desperately wanted to tell Natasha, she just didn't know how. She'd thought about just signing something to her and hoping she would catch on, but figured that would be too much. Anxiety spiked in her chest and in her bones, and she was tired of feeling like a liar.

With a sigh, Wanda plopped down on her bed and pulled her phone out from her back pocket. Unlocking it, she went to her text messages and scrolled to Pietro's contact. When she was sure no one else was in the house, she tapped the call button and listened to the phone ring until Pietro answered.

"You know I'm in the other room, right? You literally could've called my name." He greeted, accent heavy through the speaker.

Wanda giggled as she ran her fingers through her hair. You're safe. Speak, it's okay. She reminded herself.

"Yeah, but are you free?"

"Always."

"Can you come here? I need to ask you about something." Pietro gave out a loud, playful sigh but walked to her room, disconnecting the call on his way in. "What is it, my dear sister? What could possibly be troubling you here on this day? Is it that scruffy redhead?" He smirked arrogantly but sat down in the desk chair across from Wanda, not failing to notice how she rolled her eyes.

"She doesn't have scruffy hair and you know it. It's soft, gentle – and much less damaged than your shit show of an excuse for bleached hair."

"Whatever you say, little chaos."

Wanda groaned, "Why must you still call me that?"

"It suits you well."

There was a shared moment of silence between the two before Pietro spoke up. "What was it you wanted to ask me about?" A small frown was plastered on Wanda's face and Pietro found himself wanting to know even more now. Wanda waited another minute before finally answering. "Should I tell her? You know, about..."

A huge smile took over her brother's face. He was ecstatic that she wanted this for her girlfriend. "Of course you should! I really think she'd be interested to know more about you – y'know, since you don't ever tell her anything."

"I tell her things!" Pietro shook his head, "Does she even know your birthday?" Wanda nodded and turned herself away from him. "I just don't know how to do it. I mean it'd be kind of heavy just taking her out to dinner only to tell her my deepest, darkest secret afterwards. I'm scared she'll hate me, Pietro! And I've never even spoke. More than like, 12 sentences all at once with her!" He softened knowing how much trouble one past had caused his little sister. "Write her a note?" He suggested, but she shook her head. "I want to tell her, not write her."

Right before he was about to speak again there was a knock at the door. The pair looked up to find Natasha standing in the doorway smiling down at the two. "Am I interrupting?"

Wanda froze while Pietro arrogantly raised his eyebrow and announced his answer. "No. We were just finished talking."

Confusion was written on Nat's face and she stood there until Wanda shook her head and muttered a small "No," giving her the signal that she could come in.

"I'll be in the other room if you need me." Pietro got up, despite Wanda's silent plea for him to stay. He gave her a thumbs up and left the room.

Natasha closed the door and laid next to Wanda, wrapping her arms around the younger woman. "You okay?" Wanda nodded in reply and Natasha knew not to push. For now she'd just keep an eye on her, reassuring her that she could talk to her if need be.

Over the next few days Wanda seemed to be doing better. She was supposed to go to a party with Nat, but opted out to study for classes instead.

"Be safe," she whispered and planted a small kiss on Natasha's lips.

Everyone else went to the same party, leaving the house to just Wanda. She sent out a group message telling everyone to text her or ring her (at the very most importance) if they needed a ride. Wanda didn't drink much anyways so she didn't mind being the designated driver of the bunch. And besides, she didn't mind having some time alone, it gave her the absence of the boys so she could study.

However, after over an hour or so of studying Wanda was beginning to feel stressed. Her nerves were building and she could feel her jaw clench.

She needed a break.

With a small sigh, she got up and connected her phone to her speaker. After scrolling and clicking on her song of choice, Wanda found herself signing the words to a Modest Mouse song.

Green eyes closed as her hands began to string along with the words of the song. It was rather fast paced, but Wanda was able to keep up fairly well thanks to years of practice. Lyrics flowed through her fingertips and in the palms of her hands, her stress levels immediately decreasing as she went on.

Unbeknownst to her, however, Natasha was standing in the doorway watching her every move. She was absolutely mesmerized by Wanda's hand motions. Her finger spelling was very fast, and Natasha was curious to know how long Wanda had known ASL.

When the song was over, Wanda stopped her music and moved herself so she could study again. She grabbed her pens, pencils and highlighters, along with her textbook while her back faced Natasha.

"I didn't know you could sign." Natasha commented. A mix of shock and uneasiness quickly took over the calm look on Wanda's face.

It wasn't until then when Tasha put two and two together. She quickly rushed over to her girlfriend, and carefully engulfed her into a hug.

"Hey, no, I think it's really cool. You don't have to worry now, your secret's safe with me." Wanda began to shake in her grasp, tears forming in her eyes. She backed out of the embrace and against the wall, pulling her knees to her chest.

"No, you're supposed to hate me, laugh at me. You're supposed to be anything but be cool with it." Natasha tilted her head, "Is that what they did to you?"

Wanda peaked out from underneath her arms, the confirmative nod sent Natasha's heart well beyond sinking. She’d never understand how people could willingly be so cruel.

"I'm here to listen, not judge." Her words softly echoed in Wanda's mind, and she watched Natasha carefully to see if she was lying. When she didn't make any remarks or snide comments, Wanda knew it was safe. Accent heavy, she began letting words slip from her mouth.

"I have really bad anxiety when it comes to talking, so I just don’t. Asl makes it easier to communicate, but growing up I was often teased for it. You’re really good at reading me without it, so I hid it from you. Guess their words still haunt me...” Wanda finished, giving Natasha a little more insight on her life.

Natasha moved closer to her girlfriend, bringing Wanda’s shaking body into her embrace. She then kissed the top of her forehead.

Wanda looked up to see Natasha thinking, her eyebrows scrunched together and she was chewing on her lip. She nudged her.

“I think it’s quite beautiful if you ask me.” Wanda cracked a smile and rest her head on Tasha’s shoulder. “Beauty comes from pain, I guess.”

But Natasha shook her head, “No, No, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” Wanda nodded. She understood what Natasha was saying, she just didn’t believe it to be true when it came to herself. Nonetheless, she spoke the words, repeating the mantra so that maybe she could start to feel a belief in them.

“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.”

#wandanat #scarletwidow #scarlet witch x black widow #wanda x natasha #wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff x reader

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tuancore · 3 years

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Purple Hearts || {Part 1} :

Starring- Jinyoung x reader

Genre- Angst | Non-Idol AU, Disorder AU

Summary- I will continue to love you for as long as I'm breathing, but I won't let my love come in between your happiness.

*GIF not mine, credits to the owner*

Holding a bouquet of flowers you ran around the streets bumping into a few people, the bouquet so huge that you couldn't even properly see the road in front of you.

"I'm sorry!", You shouted after bumping into the fifth person, thankfully the sun has set otherwise all those people might form a communion and beat you in the middle of the road, taking a final turn, you ran even faster towards the venue.

"What took you so long?!" Someone called you from behind, siding the bouquet slightly you saw the person's face, a sarcastic smile adorning your face, "Ahh... Jackson Wang...Do you want me to slam these flowers on your head?".

"Of course not! Those flowers are looking perfect exactly where they are", He surrendered raising his hands, he examined your dress from head to toe, "You were running in a floor length dress?".

"I'm just gonna kill that Mushroom head!", You growled shoving the bouquet in Jackson's hands, "Woah, it's actually heavy, how did you even manage to carry it and run around", he praised you.

"Don't be so flattered, I've bumped into five people on my way, almost got hit by a pole three times, and even stumbled multiple times due to my heels", You huffed in annoyance.

"Life is hard I guess, I thought Yugyeom went to take the flowers?", He questioned.

"He backed off to flirt with girls, He's dead meat for sure once I find him", You said roaming your eyes in hopes for finding your good for nothing brother.

"I think I saw him around the drinks section—" That's what you needed to hear, lifting up your dress a little you walked away, "Jackson please take those flowers to my stupid friend I've to see my beloved brother, thank you...".

Standing a metre away from Yugyeom, you saw him standing in the centre with two girls surrounding him, one with blonde hair seemed to be too much immersed into the conversation or maybe into Yugyeom, she ran her well manicured nails on the fabric of his shirt. Another brunette had her arms linked with him.

A pure wave of disgust hitting you seeing your brother's not very well flirting skills, it was so clear from the body language of those girls that they wanted nothing but to get into your brother's pants.

You strode towards Yugyeom shoving the two girls, holding onto his collar harshly, "How dare you?! How dare you do this to me? To us?", You sniffed loudly, gladly the party had some loud music and busy people who weren't really paying any attention to your tantrums.

"W—What?" He stammered shocked to see you crying. The girls glared at you ready to claw your eyes out, but you faced them tears brimming in your eyes, they seemed to be taken back.

"Please don't get lured by him and his sugar coated words", You glared at him, "We dated for two years, even after being in a relationship with me he cheated on me with multiple other girls and when I told him that I was pregnant, he left me....", You sobbed hugging the blonde, "Please don't trust him, he's a player, top notch....".

"What the fuck are you saying n—", He yelled.

"See now he's mad at me because I revealed his true face....".

"Yugyeom, I'll see you later I think my mother is looking for me!", The blonde said, walking away while the brunette advised, "You shouldn't do that to a girl, she's so pretty why don't you just accept her and your baby".

"Wait!" He yelled but none of them turned back, "The fuck would you say something like that Noona!".

Wiping away your tears you scoffed, "I have every rights to do what I did I'm your elder sister, plus that's what you get for sending me to bring those flowers!".

"What?! Now because of your little revenge, I've lost the chances of actually being with someone", he grimaced staring at the girls from back. Smacking his head, you frowned, "I can't believe that you're my brother, your standard is so low. If nothing you want to date playgirls, eww Kim Yugyeom!".

"One orange juice please", Turning around you asked the bartender.

"So now we are talking about standards hm? Atleast I have guts to confess while on the other hand you don't even have the guts to confess to—", You hushed him pressing your palm to his lips, slowly shaking your head.

"Don't...Not today atleast...hm...", Your gaze turning utter soft. He nodded with a defeated sigh.

This party was thrown for no one else but your bestfriend to celebrate his success for starting his own company, and you didn't want anything to go wrong.

"Noona, Why is Jackson hyung roaming like a lost puppy with those flowers?" Yugyeom asked pointing at Jackson, his words made you choke on your drink.

Great! You forgot to tell Jackson where to actually bring that bouquet. Since those flowers holds a special place in your bestfriend's heart you had to bring it for him especially when today's such a fortunate day for him.

"You idiot those are not just flowers, those are those flowers which I asked you to bring and you ended up here to flirt with bitches", You rebuked glaring at your brother.

"Oopsie", Yugyeom giggled sipping on his cocktail bringing his free hand to catch his ears.

"I'll be back", You rushed towards Jackson grabbing the flowers from him, "Thanks Jackson, you're the best!".

Stepping inside the mansion, you climbed the stairs leading to the terrace in a hurry, You knew his mansion like the back of your hand, how can you not when you grew up playing in this place, "Damn these heels and damn the heaviness of the bouquet".

Panting heavily you managed to push open the door to the terrace, but you forgot to notice a marble piece ahead putting your foot inside you lost your balance, preparing yourself for a hard hit, you closed your eyes.

"Be careful", A pair of arms catching you few feet up from the surface, "You should see and walk, what if you get hurt?".

"Thanks for saving me again my savior", You chuckled picking the flowers from ground handing him, "And here you go with your purple roses".

"Thanks.....actually I want to show you something", He added, putting his hands on your shoulders guiding you towards a small table which was decorated with scented candles and flowers with two chairs, on four corners it had pillars with lightings, rose petals sprawled on the ground.

Your eyes lit up at the arrangement, everything looked so romantic and perfect, walking closely you inspected the entire set up, your eyes landing on a small red velvet box.

"I can't believe it that you did everything on your own, it's so beautiful!" You squealed in excitement, clapping your hands.

"I'm glad you liked it", He said, his hands shoved in his dress pants pockets, "It really took a lot in me to go this far".

Holding the velvety box, he opened it taking off a beautiful diamond ring from it, extending it towards you with a soft smile, eyeing the ring lovingly you declared, "It's so beautiful....".

"I know. Do you think Somi will like it?" He exclaimed with hopeful eyes. Holding his hands gently, you whispered "She'll love it".

"Do you think she'll say yes to me?", He smiled nervously locking eyes with you, searching for some hope.

"She'll say yes to you, trust me", You breathed, squeezing his hands lightly in a reassuring way with a gorgeous smile.

He grinned happily hugging you to his chest with his hand holding your head, your nostrils filling up with his cologne which always managed to drove you into frenzy, for a moment you didn't want him to let you go, his embrace being your safe place.

Gulping an invisible knot in your throat you pulled away from his embrace, "Look it's already 7:50....I must go... Somi might be here any moment, don't screw this up, be a man and get your girl".

You turned to leave but he held your wrist turning you over to face him again, You confusedly glanced where he was holding your hand.

"Thank you for bringing these purple roses, they're very special to me".

"I'm your bestfriend stupid, don't thank me for it".

Still with your wrist in his hands, he leaned over to pluck a purple rose from the bouquet, "Here.... to the most wonderful person in my life", he extended the rose for you to hold.

You could feel your eyes getting glossy as you stared at the rose and then at him, "Thank you", You mumbled taking the flower from his grasp.

"All the best Jinyoung".

Stumbling your way downstairs, you locked yourself inside the library, your tears finally streaming down your face, the purple rose in your hand making you sob harder.

This is it. This is where your heart ends, you finally gave the person whom you have loved all your life, your first friend, your only bestfriend, your first love and maybe the only person you'll ever love in your life, Jinyoung to someone else.

"One of us had to sacrifice and I can't see you getting heartbroken, so instead I'll give up on my love for you.... Jinyoung. Atleast one of us must get their love", You cried bringing the rose to your lips.

Part 2 | Master list |

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(A/N :- Hey!! I'm back buds with another Jinyoung FF, I hope you're all gonna like it as well. Thank you so much and I'm quite excited myself! Weeeewoooo!!)

#got7 imagines #got7 jinyoung #got7 x reader #jinyoung imagines #got7 angst #got7 bambam #got7 jackson #got7 jaebeom #got7 mark #got7 youngjae #got7 yugyeom #jinyoung x reader #jinyoung fanfic #jinyoung au #jinyoung angst #got7 x female reader

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