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byunpum · 1 year

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EXPERIMENT 56 [your time is coming] sequel

AVATAR MASTERLIST | EXPERIMENT 56 masterlist

PAIR: Neteyam x Human reader. ( a mix of human and Navi )

Other pairs: Quaritch x reader (platonic) , sully fam x reader.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

SUMMARY: Y/N thinks she has a peaceful life with her new family. But a sudden visitor is about to change her life and her family's life.

WARNINGS: 18+, the characters are aged up 20's, a little violence, don't worry no one dies, Y/N and neteyam being parents , Bestie stuff, Family moments, jealousy,

Note: Ok, I thought a lot about posting this sequel, but since I love my own story, I wanted to continue it. I recommend everyone to read the first part of "experiment 56" so you can understand everything. Still, I hope you like this pilot a lot. If this post is well-received, I will continue the story.

"Are you sure you want to go alone?" asks neteyam holding noah't to his chest. "Yes, don't worry I'll be fine" you say as you continue getting ready to go out to pick some fruits. It wasn't just any fruit, it was a very special fruit that bore its fruits a bit far from the village. This made neteyam a little nervous, but it made you excited. It had been a long time since you had gone adventuring alone and the simple fact of searching for a fruit excited you.

Since you had become a mother, all your time and space was for noah't. It wasn't like neteyam wasn't there. He was always helping you, taking care of you and the baby. But noah't had a very strong attachment to you. Neytiri told you that this was normal, she commented how loak was very attached to her when he was a baby, this was transitory. You knew this was the best time to go out, as noah't was taking his midday nap. "He's already eaten, he's clean…so I'll leave you two alone" you say going over to give neteyam a kiss. You knew he was worried, he still hadn't gotten over the previous events of your loss. And knowing that you were going to be alone in the jungle terrified him.

"What if someone goes with you? Why don't you tell loak" neteyam stops and thinks a little clearly. " No, loak no…but if you tell kiri or spider to accompany you?" neteyam has his hand holding you, gently stroking your fingers, you give him a grumpy look. You hated it when he got like this, nothing was going to happen to you. Everything had gotten better, the altercations with the RDA had lessened, they were in their zone and you were in yours. Also, you weren't going to get too far away. "Neteyam… kiri is busy with mo'at. Spider is eywa know where. I'll be fine" you give her a quick kiss, and run out of your hut.

Neteyam stayed quiet watching you run out of the hut. Yes he was worried, but he knew you were going to be fine. You were a strong woman and you knew how to defend yourself, maybe you were right. He was being a little overprotective. So he decided to lie down for a while with his son, it was one of the few days he didn't have to do anything. He walked over to the bed, this was a large hammock, which you insisted on having and which neteyam was forced to put up. He climbed up carefully, and placed his little baby next to him and close to his chest. He snuggled further into the bed and slowly zeroed his eyes.

Meanwhile, not far away you are walking peacefully through the jungle of Pandora. Enjoying the feel of the grass on your feet, the clean air and the coolness of the forest. Wow, you missed this… to be preoccupied for at least several hours. You knew you had to go back, noah't was going to get up and get hungry. That baby ate too much. And you couldn't stand to be away from him for more than 3 hours. You knew neytiri would calm him down, but you knew you had a curfew anyway. But enjoying your free time, you started running, faster and faster.

You picked up some fruits, and put them in a bag that you had hung on your waist. You also took the opportunity to take some feathers that some animals had left behind, these were perfect for the new outfit you were making for noah't. You were in your little bubble, until your ears heard a strange noise, it was familiar but strange. You crawl along the floor, trying to hide from whatever was making that noise. You took your time to analyze the noise, it was loud breathing and cursing that you could hear softly. Ok, it was something you could recognize, whatever it was was speaking one of your languages.

You got closer, hiding in the branches trying to see what creature was making that noise. As you got closer you could see the figure of a navi, it had military clothes, and it was not similar to the scientist's navis and it was kneeling on the ground… it seemed to be searching for something. You hide more in the bushes. What were the recoms doing near the village. This was worrying you… They weren't supposed to be around, that was the deal. You didn't think long and took your bow and pointed it at the target. You weren't going to risk it, this avatar could be dangerous for you and your family. The only ones who knew where you were was… wait.

You were standing there, with the bow ready to shoot the arrow, when you remembered who you had told about your location. Of course, he had to be the only one. Quaritch?…it couldn't be. The last time you communicated with him was seven months ago. That's when he saw your baby for the first time, after that encounter…you didn't hear from him. Why was he here? Were there more of them in the area? Was he going to betray you?

You lower the bow and start to look at the situation, the man was so into what he was doing that he didn't realize that you were just 6 feet away. "He's a dummy" you think to yourself, as you watch him get up. And you see how one of his hands is stuck to his chest and you can see blood. You could analyze the expression of pain on his face, and you can see how other parts of his body were hurt. They were like burns. You stop in your tracks… you had an inner fight, your instinct was telling you to stay away. But on the other hand you wanted to help him. What's the worst that could happen if you got caught again? He wasn't going to hurt himself just for the fun of it?

So you move a little closer and speak softly, but with worry. "Quaritch? Is that you?" you speak, this makes the man turn around quickly looking for the location of the voice. And there you could confirm that he did not have any kind of weapon, he is very hurt. His eyes were pained, worried, lost. "Y/N?" Quaritch, he spoke with a broken voice… he was about to cry. You slowly came out of your hiding place, and as soon as your figure was in sight. The man took several steps and was on the floor on his knees in front of you. You didn't know what was happening, you had never seen him like this.

"Finally I find you!!!" he let out a gasp. "What is happening to you? Why are you like this?" you ask, lifting his face in your hands. You were analyzing his wounds, how his clothes were full of blood. "They… they got rid of us" he speaks, as you watch his eyes fill with tears. He was scared, harmless and hurt. You could even guess that he was dehydrated. "But who did this? Why are you here?" you want to stay calm, but it was almost impossible. You watch as he collapses completely on the ground, he is sitting with his head down. He groans in pain. "Everyone…Y/N, everyone is dead" Quaritch looks up. You sit down in front of him, you didn't want to touch him too much.

"Hey, why don't we go to a safe area…get you all patched up and drink some water" you invite him, taking his free hand. Making him get up from the ground. Quaritch just looked you in the eyes, and nodded. You couldn't leave him here. He was your friend, he was hurt and you knew that if you left him here in the condition he was in he would die in less than 4 hours. He was in a very bad condition. Of course, you couldn't take him to the village. Neteyam would be furious and so would your father. And your mother…she was going to kill him. So as you slowly walk through the forest holding his hand making sure he was okay. You decide to take him to the beach, it wasn't too far and there you had a little shelter.

It was a refuge that you used from time to time. You used to go there with neteyam and noah't, it was also your space to go and take care of your ilu and spend time with him. No one used to go to your seaside shelter, so it was perfect for Quaritch to take refuge. While you were thinking of a better plan. They were getting closer and you could hear his breathing and how exhausted he was feeling. "We're close…hang in for a little while." As you reached the beach, you pulled him inside the small hut. You could see your ilu, poking his head out to greet you. You signaled with your hands for him to look for a type of sea clam, which was used to heal wounds. This had been taught to you by Tsireya, to train your ilu to follow command and even to know how to search.

Quaritch sat on a kind of bed. You approached him and lifted his face. "Hey…have some water?" you offer him water from a clay jar. He took it in a hurry, you could tell he had been like this for days. "Now…take off that dirty shirt, while I go prepare everything to heal those wounds" you speak, while you see that the man only obeys you. This was a new behavior for you, the Quaritch you knew was a strong, intimidating man, but now he was so vulnerable. You took some herbs that you had nearby. You had them here, in case an accident happened, you would be ready. All that was left was for your ilu, to shred the clams you needed.

"Hi'i will be back soon" you say. "Who is Hi'i?" asks Quaritch, he had finally spoken. "It's my ilu" you say. "And cupcake?" he asks, looking you in the eye. You move closer and wipe some blood from between his eyebrows with a tissue. "He's in the village, with the other ikran. It's okay…but you" there is silence and you can see his eyes fill with tears. Before he speaks, you hear Hi'i's roar. You run out to the coast, and see that Hi'i had several shells in his mouth. "Ahhh thank you precious… thank you very much" you thank him. Running back to prepare the medicinal paste that mo'at had taught you. Quaritch watches you work quietly. And then you stand up and begin to place the paste on her injured skin. "I don't want to clean it too much, because it has already created its own layer…but this will help with the inflammation and remove bacteria," your hands dab at the skin. And you listen as Quaritch moans, but you notice how he is relaxing.

"It hurts…but it feels good" you say, watching as you carefully place more on his arm. You find some cloths and wrap them up. "Now…tell me what happened? Why are you here…you know one of the warriors could have killed you" you speak, as you continue to work on other wounds. "They have decided against us…we are no longer useful to them. They sent us on a routine 'mission'…it was all right, my squad is fine. I got a message from General Ardmore saying that our service was good, but they needed new equipment. Out of nowhere the helicopter exploded" Quaritch speaks, while you are sitting in front of him you couldn't believe what you were hearing. "When I got up… they were all dead. Everything was destroyed" he lowers his head, you can see the tears fall to the floor. "And Lyle?" you ask. You didn't know the others in the group. But you did know Lyle, he was a great friend of yours. "He didn't survive…" Quaritch can see your hand go to your mouth, looking to calm you down. You get up and give him a hug. "I'm so sorry…" you are crying.

"That's why I came looking for you… you are the only person I have left alive, the one I can trust" Quaritch says, you hug him again. You couldn't hold back your tears. Your mother is right, humans can be so cruel, how they can kill living creatures for no reason. "And what are you going to do next?" you look up, you were already picking up some things. "I don't know… if I go near the base they will kill me" he speaks, you can see how confused he is. "Why don't you spend the night here, here…it's some fruit" you take out the fruit you had picked from your bag. "I'll come tomorrow and we'll talk about everything" you explain. "But no one will come here" Quaritch stands up, he is scared and defensive. You take his hand and calm him down a little, making him sit down again. "No, this place is secret…it's mine" you say, looking for some clothes for Quaritch to change and make him more comfortable. "Won't you stay?" he asks. " I can't…neteyam and noah't are waiting for me" you laugh a little, you see how his ears perk up with surprise. "It's true…you have a family. I bet the baby is precious" Quaritch says while playing with his hands. He did that when he was nervous. "Yes…it's gigantic. Literally gigantic" you say.

Before you leave the hut, you give him one last hug. "See you tomorrow…I'll be back" you say, as you leave the hut. You see that the sky is getting dark, how long you have been there. It was very late… it doesn't take you long to get to the village. You run quickly to the hut you shared with neteyam, when you enter you see jake playing with noah't while neteyam is preparing the dinner. "Honey you're finally here" says Jake, he was lying on the floor letting his grandson play on top of him. "H-hello dad…what are you doing here?" you ask nervously. If anyone found out that you were helping one of the clan's greatest enemies, in your hut on the coast, they would kill you. They were going to kill you.

"I came to visit you…I can't?" asks Jake, he noticed how nervous you were. After all…he was your father, he raised you. He knew your every moves. You walk over to neteyam, who is cutting up various foods. He is sitting down, so you hug him from behind. Trying to change the subject. "Of course you can dad, I was just asking," you say, as you continue to hug Neteyam. Neteyam moves his head, to kiss your hand which is hugging his neck. "Love…you smell blood, did you get hurt?" everyone stops what they are doing, even jake holds noah't so he can look at you. "It's nothing…it's a scratch. Look…I didn't get any fruit" you lift your shoulders, while giving neteyam a kiss on the back. "Well… but you're okay, right?" he looks up to study you. You give him a small smile and lean in to kiss him on the lips. "Love, I'm fine…just a little tired. I've been looking for the fruit all day and nothing" you pull away from neteyam, moving closer to take noah't in your arms.

"My baby…you must be very very hungry" you say, settling Noah't on your chest, so that he can feed. Jake watches you, he knows you are hiding something. "Honey, is everything okay?" Jake asks again. "Yes daddy…" you look away quickly. "Well…I'll leave you two alone. Rest kids" jake says as he gets up, gives you a kiss on the forehead and a squeeze on the shoulder to his oldest son. Jake was so proud of you guys, you had grown up so much, you already had a family.

Neteyam gets up and walks a little bit to be in front of you. Your gaze was lost, you had noah't suckling you, while you were rocking from side to side. Neteyam comes closer to kiss you on your forehead. "Y/N do you have something to tell me?" neteyam asks, he knows you were not well. First you didn't come with fruits, second... you smelled like another man.

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kisaamisa · 4 months

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ᝰ.ᐟ✮⋆˙𝙉𝙀𝙋𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙃𝙀

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𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: in which a heartbroken boy and a lovesick girl find each other in high school. will she be able to cure his wounds or make them deeper?

a/n ⋆ there is two parts to this bitch because I can't fit all my photos in one post. 🤬🤬

CHAPTER 1 ; HE'S WHAT? ✮

“Uhh, right!”

Baki was rapidly flipping through his notebook after the girl had asked what the project would be about.

“It's supposed to be about some…book?”

“And how long do we have to complete it?”

….

Baki sat there with a confused face. What is it? Why are we completing-

“The project Hanma.”

OH.

“I think we have a week or two to complete it..”

'How the hell did I already embarrass myself in front of her. We haven't been sitting next to each other for more than 5 minutes. Damn Baki, you’re pathetic.'

“Anyways, I'll give you my phone number. Don't text me until I text first or my sister will get on me about having a boyfriend.”

“That doesn't sound too bad.”

“Huh?”

'Shit.'

“Nothing!”

[Name] now squinted and raised her eyebrows, clear suspicion showing and making itself visible on her face.

“Okay if you say so..”

The pair sat in awkward silence and refused to make any eye contact until [name] brought up the fact that they should at least try and get a headstart before meeting again to get all of it finished.

“I'll see you soon! Bye!”

[Name] waved to her new found friend before running off to go start walking home.

Baki stood there with his thoughts clouded. She was so pretty, so nice, so funny. He wanted her as a girlfriend but he didn't want to say anything. He was going through a break up for goodness sake! He at least had to wait a bit or it would seem as if he didn't value his and Kozue's relationship.

“Yeah! Do you wanna go out to that coffee shop later on, Ko?”

Speak of the devil.

“I don't know, I'm a bit tired but I'll text you later whether I'm going or not, okay?”

Baki wanted to desperately walk over to Kozue and apologize for everything and get back together with her, in fact, he was about to until an aggravating and grating voice yelled after him.

One that irritated him just by hearing it.

“HEY BAKI! YOUR BROTHERS FROM OTHER MOTHERS ARE TO PICK YOU UP FROM SCWHOOL!”

The way Katsumi had said those words were in a way that was babyish, practically mocking Baku for being the youngest.

Baki immediately snapped away from his thoughts and realized that he was starting to stare at Kozue. He immediately looked away and sped walked to his friends.

He muttered a slight “I hate you so much you fucking burnt sperm cell” and somehow, Restu heard and started lecturing him about giving respect and how to calm his anger down to at least respect the ones he loves.

Baki couldn't wait until he got home, he was already tired of school.

a/n ⋆ i ate some really good pizza so shout out to pizza hut because I wouldn't have posted anything without it 💗

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bri-the-fando-meister · 1 year

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Don't Lie To Me Part 1

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Newt x Reader Female

Summary: You are a socially awkward compulsive liar, that loves to prank people (sometimes going to extreme measures) that is in love with Newt. Sometimes you try to get away with some serious things. A compulsive liar, that is in love with the second-in-command that is also a runner is practically a disaster waiting to happen.

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A while back, when you were drunk, Newt told you that when you lied, your ears went red.

"Y/n, you know, your ears go red when you lie. I think all of us know when you are lying to us."

Now, to make sure he wouldn't see your ears go red, you would put your hand over your ears, you tried not to make it obvious but you know, always raising your hands to your face when you were talking would easily be found suspicious to even the untrained eye.

"Y/n, are you lying to me?" Newt would always say.

"No Newt, why would you ever think that?" you began to blush.

That is something that happened every conversation that you had with him.

Then one day he asked,

"Hey Y/n, do you think I'm cute? Do you like me."

Your hands immediately went up to your ears, it was a new reflex.

"No, well, uhhh. Yes, you are cute, but I don't like you. Umm, I mean, I like you as a friend yes but not as anything more than that. Uhh, I am going to shut up now."

"Y/n. You like me, I know it."

"Yes... Newt, yes, I do like you. I like you so, so shucking much. But you don't like me, do you?"

"Look slinthead, did I ever say I didn't like you? No, I didn't. Y/n, I like you. I mean it."

"Thanks, Newt. Wait, does that mean we are a thing?"

"It sure does Y/n."

Newt is now your overprotective boyfriend, he keeps an eye on you in the glade, he almost lost his role as second-in-command because he had punched one of the builders for trying to woo you.

You don't hate the fact that Newt is so overprotective but, you know, it gets quite annoying at times. He rarely lets you be on your own, except for when you are showering. He always sees through your lies, and if you were lying about something bad, god help you if you were, he would be even more protective, as if that was possible, he even goes off at you.

You decided you would do something today, something against Newt, something YOU wanted to do. You were needing help from one of the gladers though.

"Hey Minho."

"Hi Y/n, what are you up to?"

"Um, well, Minho, I need your help with something."

"What is it Y/n. You better not have a shucking stupid idea that will get me in trouble with your bloody boyfriend."

"About that."

"Here we go, you are going to say something stupid, if it's anything like the time you asked me to help you break out of the slammer then you'll be the shuckiest shuck faced shuck that lived. And also, your boyfriend would kill me."

"But I was put in the slammer because I took a little extra food, I didn't deserve to be put in there the night. It wasn't fair, anyway. Minho, please, just help me, I will make sure Newt doesn't become an angry shank."

"Fine, but don't let me regret agreeing to it."

"So, I wanted to go off and do something. I want to spend the day in the maze, I want to be a runner, today could be like a practice?"

"Y/n." Minho is speaking extremely firmly. "Your fucking boyfriend would kill me, shuck, he'd even kill you too."

"Fine, Minho. I am going to do it, I feel like you would rather help me, make sure I can stay safe, Yanno."

"You have a point Y/n, but, no. And if you don't stop being a slinthead about it, I will go tell Newt. I don't care about any repercussions."

"I will just do it without you then. So you gonna help me or what." with that, you walked off to yours and Newts shared hut.

Minho calls out to you "Any shucking funny business and I will not hesitate to tell Newt."

You were tired, so you went to sleep. You dreamed of running through the maze and then getting stung by a griever, Minho dragging your body back, the med-jacks playing with the idea that you were dead, you had no heart beat, Newt not giving up, him keeping an eye on you, then a griever crept through your hut doors.

Creak, slam, step, step, step.

You woke up.

"AAAAAARGHHHHHH" it was the griever, you pulled yourself under the covers, cowering.

"Hey there darling, had a bad dream?" he pulled the covers off of you, and sat next to you. He pulled your head into his chest, so you could listen to his heartbeat.

It was a way that Newt and Minho would help you calm down, they would get you to listen to their heartbeats, Minho obviously got permission off of Newt first though. They hold you close, and thump, thump, thump. You can calm down.

"I love you Newt. Thankyou."

He didn't reply to you, he just spread kisses from your cheeks to the tips of your fingers. He finished with a gentle kiss on the lips. "It's okay darling, I know."

"Newt, why did you take so loong to get back?"

"Darlin' I was just having a little chat with Minho"

Your heart dropped, you felt sick, you needed to get out of the hut, it was making you feel cramped. You want to go outside. For the fresh air.

You pulled Newt off of you. "You okay darlin'? Something I said?"

You yanked the door open. "Y/n, please talk to me."

You ran off into the night, stopping at the deadheads. You wanted to run but, did Minho actually tell Newt? He said he would if you were being a slinthead he would tell Newt. He told Newt. He had to, why else would Newt have come back so late.

You were going to go with Minho tomorrow, he said that you could go, he would look after you. Alby already suggested your being a runner to Minho, Minho communicated it to Newt. They knew you were ready, Newt was just, a little bit worried about you going into the maze.

So with that being the case, you could, if Newt got angry, call it the practice.

"Y/n, what the shuck is wrong with you. First I walk in, and you scream. Then you, what, just, run off. You are a fucking puzzle" Newt yelled. "Darlin', just tell me what's going on inside your shucking head. You didn't act like that for nothing"

You shrug while walking away, back to the hut. "Bad dream, okay, Newt. It was a bad dream." At least you were only half lying, there was a bad dream.

"Sorry Newt, I just, I, I don't know"

"Hey" he cooed "Darling, it's okay. Now let's get you back to bed.

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I am going to end it there, part 2 will be out soon

#the maze runner #maze runner #fan made #maze runner the death cure #tmr minho #tmr newt #tmr #newt maze runner #tmr newt x reader #tmr minho x reader #tmr newt imagine #sorry i had to #sorry yall #anyway

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deltadescent · 5 months

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Hi! Enjoying your Sky stuff~ But I wanna know more about the siblings! What was it? Roast beef and Chicken tender?

I wrote a whole post on this that was extremely long and lost it so here we go x2.

So, yes! Their names are Chicken Tender and Roast Beef! But they aren't actually my characters.

Roast Beef is my friend Clover's sona, and Chicken Tender is my friend Prince's sona! Me and Prince have been friends for 4 years, and we both have been friends with Clover for 3 years! We got pretty close to the point where we call each other siblings all the time, so we thought it would be fun to make our sky kids literal siblings. I don't know why their names turned out the way they did, but a little funfact it actually has resulted in us referring to each other as the 'Lunchbox'.

Anyway! Since they're not my characters, I will do my best to depart what I DO know about them! (To note, it IS incomplete since they aren't my sonas and I can only recite what I know for a fact, and ofc, these things are subject to change by my sibling's will if they so desired). (I may also miss information here because I'm struggling to remember atm bc I just woke up forgive me)

For Roast Beef

I'll start simply. Roast Beef uses they/it pronouns (+ neos!), and is sort of like the middle sibling. (Lamb is the oldest, as they were born in a misplaced area of sky and returned to Orbit to walk through the gate again alongside Roast Beef and Chicken Tender, thus making them the oldest by technicality).

Roast Beef has an affinity for Golden Wasteland and lives there. It used to daydream of getting to befriend a dark dragon, which led to Lamb trekking into the Wasteland where they found a baby krill and gave it to Roast Beef. Roast Beef raised this dark dragon- named 'Puppy'- to be friendly... (or as friendly as one could make a dark dragon... Puppy at least likes Roast Beef, Seared Lamb, and Chicken Tender, but it's... Kinda a toss-up with anyone else.) (NOTE! Puppy is a COMPANION! Not a PET!)

Roast Beef has spent so long in Golden Wasteland that they learned how to communicate with Dark Dragons/Krill and learned a unique call for them. This, coupled with separation from majority of sky kids aside from their siblings, led them to lose some of their memory regarding how to communicate in languages most sky kid's can understand, so they often struggle to talk to others (in the event where they have to.)

Something notable, Roast Beef once went on a trip with Puppy to Eden- and the pull of the crystal resulted in Puppy turning on Beef and attacking it, resulting in Roast Beef being sent to Orbit, where it proceeded to get lost amongst the clouds. Puppy returned to Golden Wasteland after this, and eventually after noticing their absence, Seared Lamb made a trip to Eden to find Roast Beef in Orbit and bring them back to Sky.

I feel like it is also important to note, Roast Beef hates crabs with a passion.

For Chicken Tender

Chicken Tender uses he/they pronouns (+ neos!), and is the youngest of the siblings.

Chicken Tender lives in Hermit Valley at the peak in a hut. They have an affinity for carving things into walls and telling the story of Sky through them. They used to go around Sky putting in various wall carvings, and they used to hang around Lamb and Beef in the Wasteland and write warnings on the wall for other Sky Kids when they were close to dangerous areas. They would also write some of the things Lamb, Beef, or them would learn about sky.

Chicken Tender is very close with ancestors as well, and he learns a lot from them. He also likes to learn things about the stars in the sky and (if I remember correctly), knows how to navigate using them! He knows how to speak Butterfly as well, which I feel like is important to note.

When Roast Beef disappeared without a trace, Chicken Tender became pretty depressed, which only worsened when Lamb disappeared as well a few days later. When they didn't come back, Chicken Tender went off to find his siblings, which resulted in him getting a red crystal shard stuck in his chest, which turned half of his body to stone. (This is extremely similar to what happened to Lamb! Except Lamb's entire body turned to stone, accompanied by their autoimmune disorder which resulted in lowered ability to carry light throughout their body, resulting in the yellow-gold concentrated spots on their body!)

After that, Chicken Tender stayed in Orbit for a while, struggling with multiple things and finding it almost unbearable to return to Sky. He caught up with some spirits and ancestors there before he finally returned to Sky later.

AND I THINK THAT'S ALL I CAN DEPART AT THE MOMENT... I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT!!! The bit I can confidently share, anyway.

Well. I guess you may also have this comic of Chicken Tender and Lamb.

Thank you if you read all this!!!!

#sky cotl #sky children of the light #sky children of the light art #sky cotl art #ocs #sonas #others ocs #others sonas #i love them so much you dont even know #art #how to destroy a 711 wiki #ask

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lindsaywesker · 1 year

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Good morning! I hope you slept well and feel rested? Currently sitting at my desk, in my study, attired only in my blue towelling robe, enjoying my first cuppa of the day. Welcome to the weekend!

Wow! Here we are again: Friday! Where did that week go? No, seriously, where did that week go?

The old fat man ran for a bus yesterday. It did not look pretty. Nevertheless, I caught my bus! Picked up the Standard and one of the headlines read, “Abs are back!” I had to laugh. I’ve never had abs. I’ve had flabs! Oh, yeah! Flabs I can do! Abs? Hmm … not sure about that one. Anyway, term will end soon and the old fat man can start walking again and, who knows, I may even break into a jog? When I catch sight of myself naked in the mirror, I am reminded of Jabba The Hut or a huge slab of honey-glazed gammon. My brother bought me some very stylish (but very tight) trousers for Christmas, and I want to wear them without showing off every contour of my groin area, so I need to reduce the size of my desk-bound belly!

My favourite soap opera is still American politics. This is one of the real joys of Twitter, you get to see what’s actually going on in the world (and many of the stories the BBC choose to ignore!) American politics is full of pantomime villains, who are barely qualified to hold an opinion let alone speak in public. Florida used to be this friendly place where I took my family on holiday, now it has turned into this cesspit of irrational hate, this unrecognisable, book-banning mess! Not sure which republic the Republicans are representing? Maybe the republic of China? Maybe the republic of Russia? More likely, the republic of their bank account! Yes, wherever there are large sums of money, you will find a corrupt politician sniffing it out.

In fact, Friday’s Standard was full of jokes. The King has thrown his son out of his UK home. As if William and Meghan plan to come back to the UK! Why would they subject themselves to ugly misogyny and racism? No guesses as to who has moved into William’s home! The real wrong ‘un!

I paid more than £300 to my energy supplier but, for some reason, I used more than £500 on gas and electricity in February. I don’t know about you but I spend my every waking moment turning off lights, unplugging devices, turning down the heating and basically waiting until it’s uncomfortable before turning the heating on. I am trying my darnedest to reduce my expenditure but, in the shortest month, I still managed to spend more than £500. As wholesale prices have gone DOWN, these prices should NOT be this high. Sadly for all of us, the prices will go UP again in April. Please note, in the last year, wholesale prices have gone DOWN. Thus, these price rises are pure profit. Why do these directors and shareholders need extra money? Because two houses is not enough. They want three. And another one that they can rent. Two cars is not enough. They want three and four, and a garage extension, so they can sit and gather value. OFGEM, the government regulator for the electricity and downstream natural gas markets in Great Britain, have done NOTHING to protect us from rampant profiteering! They are the government regulator; thus, we pay their wages. I didn’t vote for this government.

Really hope you can join me tomorrow at 1.00 p.m. for The Letter M (Pt. 1), executive producer: the very generous Jen Kyriacou.

Have a fabulous and funky Friday! I love you all. You’re probably thinking, “You don’t even know me!” but, if people can hate for no reason, why can’t I love?

#mixcloud #mi soul #dj #music #new blog #lockdown #coronavirus #books #weekend #democracy #brexit #cronyism #election #radio

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awkwardspontaneity · 3 years

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Hello. This is my first request for the Legend of Zelda, so I do not know how to write it correctly. I don't speak English and I'm writing this in a translator, so there may be mistakes here, sorry. In general, I want to see how the reader will react to the fact that Revali, Link and Sidon cheated on her. (something made me feel sad) Thank you in advance ╹▽╹

I'm so sorry something happened to upset you. If it's along the lines of this request give me a name😤👊 anyways thank you so much for requesting!! This ended up being so much longer than I intended but I'm pretty happy with it. I hope this is what you're looking for!

✨ requests are open✨

Warning: angst, cheating

Revali🐦

I think with his prickly nature not a lot of people would stick around long enough to get to know how much he cares

But some bitch saw how much he was training to perfect his powers to help Hyrule and couldn't resist

It started off as bringing him lunches and heat pads after a long day of training and then it escalated

They would wrap his wings up and suddenly he was letting them fix his braids. He never saw it as much more than a fan helping him out but you saw differently

It ended up in a big fight when you finally brought up how Revali was allowing this fan to hang off of him like they were his partner not you. You brought up excellent points like how he took such a long time to even trust you with braiding his hair and that he could at least let them know he's in a relationship.

Revali got upset (probably cuz ur right and he can't admit it) and snapped that at least they appreciated him

Yeah bad move. You walked out and bird brain left to train away the pain

You came across his first and decided to head to the shooting range with some peace snacks but what do you find?

You walk up the slope towards the archery range, a container of Revali's favourite snacks in hand. As you approach you see something sitting inside the hut and assume it's him. Sterling your breath you walk into the hut and what you find takes your breath away- not in the good way either. Revali sat there with his wings wrapped around them, too caught up on their liplock to notice you standing there.

CRASH

The container hits the ground with a shatter, ruining their little scene.

"Y/n-"

"Don't even try it." You wish your voice didn't sound as broken. No matter how much your heart squeezed in pain from the betrayal, you wanted to come off so much different- angrier. Because you were angry. "Just because we have an argument does not give you the right to run off with your new friend."

Revali flinches at the word and you feel a sick glimmer of satisfaction. He opens his mouth to protest, ignoring your glare. "I-I'm sorry." Your glare darkens and he immediately flounders for the right words. "You accused me of something I didn't do-"

Yeah, not the right words. You wish you could do something, anything to hurt him like he hurt you. But you had to be the bigger person no matter how much you wanted to snap that precious bow of his in half.

"I accused you, not have you permission."

"We can work through this, together" his wing reached out to you, but you recoiled to fast.

"We're not together." You walked towards the entrance "I hope it was worth it."

Link 🗡️

Link is a closed off person. Sure he has people worship him for his title as the hero of Hyrule, but he would never let that get to his head. You could tell this boy he's amazing and it still wouldn't get through his insecurities

Maybe it's cruel but, that almost reassured you he would never break your heart like that. You felt secure in your relationship

That's why it was so shocking when you found out he had fallen for Zelda.

It wasn't meant to ever be more than knight and princess. And you never should have found out.

You were walking towards the stables of your party was staying at. It was supposed to be a simple trip to complete some research out in the plains. Of course your trip was ambushed by an energetic princess who begged to come along for research purposes. You couldn't complain because the addition of the princess also came with your boyfriend Link.

Now you were looking for him outside the small ranch. You fully expected him to be caring for Epona like he always did after a long trip. His love for his horse was something you had always loved about him. The way he would stay later than everyone else to make sure she was okay. It had made stables kind of your spot. Hanging out at the end of a long day to talk and spend time together while caring for your steeds.

Maybe that was why your heart felt so utterly shattered when you did find him, standing next to the stable, with the princess in his arms. Maybe you could have fooled yourself into believing he was being friendly if he hadn't pressed a long loving kiss to her forehead followed by both her cheeks, chuckling softly as she giggled.

You knew they had always been close. I mean they spent all their time together. You'd just never thought that Link would do something like this to you.

You walked away from the stables fighting backs the tears in your eyes. It was only when you found you had walked into an older area, a spare shack outside, that you finally let the tears fall. Your heart twisted in pain as sobs tore from your throat.

Why hasn't you seen this? Why weren't you enough?

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Your research trip was almost over. You had gone back late into the night to find Link on the edge of his bed head in his hands. He had shot up to demand where you had been when you finally walked in and although he looked like he wanted to argue, he accepted that you had been organizing your research supplies and notes in quiet.

That had been 3 days ago. You had spent the research trip sticking close to your colleagues, poring over each plant and testing their uses. The princess was too distracted with her own interests to really notice how you shied away from her presence. Link had though. And he was about done with you brushing him off in favour of your work. You both were busy so not having time was nothing new. But this was different. You couldn't meet his eyes and he had caught you staring at him and Zelda as if you were about to cry before. He was at a loss and now he needed to figure things out for himself.

However he wasn't quite ready for the answer.

"I saw you and Zelda together."

His throat closed up. He wanted to say so many things. How sorry he was. How he wished he could have told you himself. How he wished he could hold you and forget how complicated things were.

"it's okay." Now that, he wasn't expecting. "I thought I could be mad at you. Both of you. But I guess... It just makes sense." You sniffled softly. You really didn't want to do this. You hated that it had to be you who gave up. But we're you really going to fight? No. As much as it tore your heart into pieces, you would stand aside for them. "I wish that things hadn't changed but, clearly you don't feel the same anymore and I don't want to hold you back. I love you. So much. But I don't deserve this, and I won't put either of us through the trouble. I hope you two are happy together Link."

As you walked towards your friends to head home Link felt his heart clench. You deserved so much better.

Sidon🦈

You were a princess from another kingdom, betrothed to Prince Sidon of the Zora. We all know how these things go, neither of you were all that fond of the idea but you would go through with it. For your kingdoms

You tried to be as understanding as possible of the situations, knowing that the prince was just as trapped as you were. So you played along with your parents wishes.

You two went on dates and spent time together, getting closer and closer until finally you kissed him.

Things were great. You were planning your wedding and enjoying the time you spent with your fiance as you prepared for your future

It wasn't until a few days before the wedding when you were trying on your dress that things fell apart.

Your dressmaker had been in a bad mood, grumbling as they worked and even sticking you with needles a few times. You would have brushed it off as a bad day if not for the facts that they seemed so unapologetic.

You finally brought it up, softly asking if there was something wrong and if you could help. They snapped, going off about how you were ruining the princes life and that he didn't love you and was only marrying you for his kingdom and that he deserved to be happy.

They realized their mistake and left quickly, leaving you alone in your wedding dress with shocked tears slipping down your face.

You later made you way to Sidons office, hoping to clear some things up and maybe seek comfort from the one you loved.

What you didn't expect was to find him already comforting someone. Your dressmaker.

You watched as he whispered sweet nothings and reassurances to them. It was when he said no matter what they were the one that he loved when you broke away.

You stood in your room, packed bags beside you. You knew there were better ways to deal with this. You knew that your kingdom was counting on you and thus marriage. You just couldn't go through with it. Not anymore.

"Y/n?"

You sound around to find the Zora princess standing in your doorway. Mipha had become a close friend in your time in the Zora domain, even feeling like family as you worked closely planning the wedding. She had once told you that you were everything she could hope for in a sister and wife for her brother. You guessed it didn't matter in the end.

Finally you choked out pained words "I can't... I just... I can't do this anymore."

"If you are feeling nervous, I can assure you my brother would never hurt you."

This made you laugh. It was cold, similar to the ice creeping into your veins. "He would. And he did." You cut off Mipha's confusion, wringing a hand through your hair, "Sidon is in love with someone else. I made every effort to work through this engagement despite our... rocky beginning. But he didn't choose me back. He never wanted me, and I won't ruin his chance to be happy."

The room was silent after your outburst. You only noticed the tears when your friend wiped them from your eyes. She offered you a small smile, sharing the pain you felt. She was losing you and still understood it was best for you. You needed to move on and save yourself from a life of pain. A life of being chosen second.

"I hope one day we can meet again, sister."

You let out a choked mix of a son and laugh. Hugging the princess before you grabbed your bags and walked out the door, out of the kingdom that stole your heart and crushed it in its hands.

"I love you, always."

#loz x reader #loz link x reader #botw link x reader #legend of zelda link x reader #breath of the wild link x reader #link x reader #botw revali x reader #breath of the wild revali x reader #botw sidon x reader #breath of the wild sidon x reader #sidon x reader #revali x reader #asks #awkward responses #angst #cheating #botw x reader

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markantonys · 2 years

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halfway through tfoh, pausing to collect some catch-up thoughts (most deeper and more serious than my usual! probably because there is a CRIMINAL lack of cauthor so i am forced to pay attention to the things i’m actually supposed to be paying attention to hjkdf)

breaking news: rand finally got laid!!! good for him!! took him 4.5 books compared to show rand’s 20 minutes jdjfkg i am sending him a “congrats on the sex” cake

you’ve heard of The Fuck Hut now get ready for The Fuck Igloo! every single thing about that scene and the lead-up to it is just so bizarre and hilarious. why were these story choices made. why. rand and aviendha were doing so well having the most natural progression of all the romances in the series (which to be clear is a very VERY low bar) and then...........The Fuck Igloo. i could not think of a weirder or more random way for them to get together if i tried

“he thought he might love [aviendha] but he thought he might love elayne too. and for some reason min kept creeping in. you’re as big a lecher as mat.” rand my buddy i see mat sneaking into your post-sex thoughts same as the girls are #PutMatInThePolycule

poor mat getting constantly slutshamed by the other emond’s fielders just for having a healthy relationship with sex. he’s not a slut guys you’re just repressed. thank the light x100000 that the show did away with that whole puritanical culture, it does provide some funny moments but on the whole it is so weird and uncomfortable

speaking of weird and uncomfortable, i am hugely not a fan of min/rand in this book. the past tension of min knowing she was fated to fall in love with rand but not wanting to was great, but now that she’s accepted it and decided to actively pursue him, it’s getting into creepy territory. she’s constantly thinking about how she’s going to chase rand down and “make him fall in love with her” and i hate it! it feels like she’s trying to trick him or trap him, and yes we the reader know that rand has feelings for her too, but she thinks he doesn’t and is determined to force him to anyway. not to mention that at this point all they have going for them is a handful of interactions 2 or 3 books ago, which by now are stretched way too thin. i the reader can’t see any reason why i should be invested in this relationship or want it to happen, and in fact, with min’s current uncomfy behavior i am actively wanting it to NOT happen. i’ve heard many people say they think min/rand is the best of his romances, so it must get good later because right now it is way WAY down at the bottom. plus it doesn’t help that aviendha and elayne are currently the more interesting characters in their own right because they have so much else going on and their relationships with rand are only small parts of them and they have other goals and plotlines in play, whereas in this book min’s entire personality and motivations are revolving around rand. please give her something else to do! give her a proper plotline!

long bullet but i have a lot of thoughts about this

oh also i’m annoyed that aviendha saw in rhuidean that she was going to fall in love with rand because that’s just the exact same thing as what happened to min. boring and repetitive. shoutout to elayne for apparently being the only one to fall in love with rand naturally without knowing she was inevitably fated to. now that i’m writing it out i think that automatically secures rand/elayne as my favorite rand romance, just because i don’t have to wonder to what extent her feelings are real and to what extent she just like made herself feel that way because she saw the future and knew it was going to happen (though at least with aviendha i don’t really get that sense the way i do with min, because she has spent 1.5 books with rand now and has had many nice moments with him that make her falling in love with him feel real and believable)

moving on. where the FUCK is mat?? halfway through the book and he’s been in like 3 chapters! where is my goddamn boy? where is my goddamn cauthor content? what little we’ve had so far has been top tier, but i want more!

i want to see more of asmodean too. rand keeps mentioning their lessons but they all happen offscreen. i’m obsessed with the fact that rand just grabbed asmodean and went “i can have one (1) codependent homoerotic frenemy, as a treat” and i want to see more of this delightfully weird dynamic

random thought but that 1 small kadere pov chapter where he starts off missing his sister and wanting to go home, and then at the end of it he kills isendre and reveals in his narration that he killed his sister too? 3-page horror story! that was so well done. the biggest shiver i’ve gotten out of these books so far.

the chapter with morgase under gaebril’s influence was so so sad. and therefore well done, because we’ve only seen her 2 brief times before yet it’s still so heartbreaking to see what gaebril’s reduced her to. i’m so glad she’s coming back to herself and fighting back, but i know elayne becomes queen of andor at some point so i have a bad feeling this plot won’t end well for morgase :( on the plus side, we finally met the legend herself, lini!! i’ve only had her for half a chapter but if anything happens to her i’ll kill everyone in caemlyn and then myself. she has to live long enough to take care of the randwich babies, she has to!

what’s perrin up to since he’s not in this whole book? just chilling in emond’s field banging faile? good for him! i’m sorry to say i don’t miss him lmao even without the infuriating relationship drama, the wolves and the whitecloaks have always been two of the least interesting plot points to me, and unfortunately perrin is stuck with both. hopefully he’ll get a plot i’ll find more interesting when we see him again next book. (i’ve also seen people say that they absolutely love the wolf stuff or that they don’t like the things that are my personal favorites, and i think that’s such a testament to these books and characters, that readers have such varied opinions on what the best parts are. truly something for everyone!)

speaking of whitecloaks, nooooo galad don’t become a whitecloak you’re so sexy aha

and speaking of weird and uncomfortable part 2, what is going ONNN with elayne and thom? i hate it so much!!! they had such a sweet father-daughter dynamic last book and then THIS happened. thank god thom has no part in it and still sees and treats elayne as a quasi-daughter, but elayne deciding to have a crush on her mom’s ex-boyfriend who’s old enough to be her grandfather is just. i do not see ANY reason why that was necessary. not to mention it’s unrealistic as hell, you expect me to believe elayne would thirst after an old man when she’s (sort of) dating the hottest boy on the whole continent, rand al’thor? major r/menwritingwomen vibes. my only consolation is that nynaeve is as grossed out by it all as i am jdkfjg

i haven’t gotten to the meat of The Circus Arc yet but i think i’m about to. it’s funny so far (and there’s elephants!!!) but it does feel like elayne and nynaeve have been treading water this book without a real goal and aren’t accomplishing much. hopefully they’ll be given something more to do soon.

juilin my beloved. just had to get that out there. i’m in love with him for no reason other than that i think he has the most beautiful name in the whole series

gareth bryne my NOT beloved. poor man, i think he just came into the story at the wrong time for me because for whatever reason when i saw his first pov chapter i just flipped my lid and went “NO!!!! NO MORE MAIN CHARACTERS I HAVE ENOUGH ALREADY” so yeah. unfortunately for me there’s still 9 more books and probably 127 more main characters to come hjkfg

speaking of gareth bryne and of thom and elayne, if i hear “young enough to be his granddaughter/old enough to be her grandfather” in a romantic context ONE MORE TIME i’m going to explode. yes i know siuan just looks young and is actually close to gareth’s age, but still. too much very old man/very young woman shit in these books. thank god mat’s always chasing after milfs to balance it out, though at this rate he’s going to have to start chasing after some gilfs too for true equality to be achieved. that feels like a good thought to leave you with so end of post jkjfg

#wot #wot book spoilers #it is nice to have not started reading these until the show #because now every time i run into a badly written romance (which is always) i can go 'the show will improve that!' and move on in peace fjkg

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nightwishesworld · 3 years

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Food Poisoning

What’s that? I should be working on the 12+ asks in my inbox instead of doing my own stuff??? Whoopsie

In all fairness I’m not super proud of this anyway, so I guess it balances itself out

“It must have been quite the night for Daniela to be sleeping in this late,” you say over your morning coffee.

“Was it?” Cassandra, ever the lady, asked while a mouthful of breakfast. “I didn’t realize she went out to hunt.”

Bela nodded as she sipped her tea. “She looked a little worse for wear after dinner, don’t you think, Mother?”

“I noticed that as well, yes. I hope she’s not falling ill.”

“Wait, can vampires even get sick?”

“Not if they’re careful enough. But in short, yes, my dear, it is very possible. If our food is less than healthy when ingested we will get sick. Nothing major, rather similar to food poisoning in fact.”

“Ok, well should we go check your stocks? Maybe she ate something rancid.”

Alcina shook her head. “I’m sure she’s fine, y/n. It’s probably just one of those days for her. Besides, if she were ill that means all of us would be as well, and I don’t know about you girls, but I feel perfectly fine this morning.”

Both Cassandra and Bela nodded along.

“Unless she ate that weird guy she abducted from the bar. Maybe he wasn’t just drunk? He could have been sick. Also, I hate how blasé I’ve become to you guys eating people. You’ve officially numbed me.”

Alcina rolled her eyes at your dramatics while the girls giggled. “What are the odds of that, though? Consuming the only subject in the entire basement that hasn’t been thoroughly tested.”

You share a look with Bela and Cassandra. “You remember who we’re talking about, right Alcina?”

She exhales slowly, blowing tiny ripples on the surface of her wine. “Goddammit, I suppose I should go check on her.”

You already stood from your seat. “No, no you just sat down; I’ll go. What are the odds, anyway? Daniela is smarter than that.”

It was a short walk to Daniela’s chambers once you made it upstairs. You know you’re going to find her ill in bed, you just know it. The thrill of the kill makes her reckless even in the best of times. You know for a fact she devoured that weird old man the very night she dragged him home. Now your only hope is she’s not cursed with anything more than a stomach ache.

The putrid smell of stomach acid reeked even outside Daniela’s closed door. On instinct you wanted to rush in there and help her, but who’s to say she isn’t asleep? The smell could have been from last night and she was just too exhausted to clean it up before passing out. Not that that made you feel any better. Poor Daniela sicker than a dog all by herself with no one to hold her hair up or rub her back.

You steadied yourself enough to knock a couple of times before opening the door a crack. Just enough to be able to peek through.

“Daniela?” No answer.

It doesn’t look like she’s in bed either. Then you heard the retching. You wasted no time rushing in to find her hunched over a wastebasket on the floor. You gathered her hair away from her face, kneeled down next to her, and tried desperately to ignore the smell. The last thing needed is both of you throwing up.

“Are you alright, darling?”

It was a stupid question, but the words left your mouth before you could censor yourself. That didn’t stop the redhead from glaring up at you. Her eyes were glossy and red, probably from lack of sleep.

You waited a few minutes while her breathing steadied before letting go of her. “Will you be ok while I go get your mother?”

She gave a single nod.

You rush out of the room and head for the stairs. You consider rushing down and risk tripping over yourself but ultimately decide to tell for her.

“ALCINA!”

She was heading up the stairs almost immediately after you called like she was waiting for you to do so. “She’s retching on the floor.” Alcina sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. “I was really hoping you were wrong.” “Me too. What should we do?” Alcina opened the door to her daughter’s bedroom and immediately rushed to her side. “My poor darling, what happened?” All Daniela could bring herself to do was shake her head. Alcina kissed her temple. “I think that old drunk expired and no one told him.” That got a smile on Daniela’s lips. Alcina proceeded to wipe the dribbles of bile off her daughter’s lips with her dress. You entered the room but kept your distance from the pair. Both because you wanted to give them space and because the smell was making you nauseous. If it's making you feel sick then you can't imagine how crummy Daniela is feeling. "Why don't you bring her to our room and I'll clean this mess up."

"Don't worry about that, y/n. I'll deal with it later. Right now I need you to go tell Bela and Cassandra to ready themselves for a trip down to the village. I need the old witch to brew a few tonics for Daniela." You nodded quickly and start hurrying out of the room. "Make sure Bela brings her glass vials!"

The girls departed for the village with haste. They said it's been decades since any of them fell ill and any herbs or tonics they had laying around the castle would have lost their effect years ago. You panicked a bit when Cassandra asked what she should be asking the witch for cause you had absolutely no idea. Before you gave yourself a panic attack trig to figure it out, Bela reassured you she knew what to do. Some items could only be obtained from the witch's hut, which is where Cassandra was being sent, while others could be purchased in the village shops.

As soon as you saw them off you busied yourself with cleaning Daniela's room. It took a while, way longer than it should have, but it got done and that's all that matters. The smell was putrid enough standing in the doorway so being right in the middle of it made you really nauseous. Scrubbing the smell out of the wooden floorboards took up most of your morning, but making Daniela happy and comfortable was well worth the effort.

You rewarded yourself with a hot shower for your valiancy though. After you freshened up you found everyone curled up together in the library. Daniela was laying on her back, with her head resting on her mother's lap as she read a book. Bela was curled up in a ball next to Alcina while Cassandra laid stretched out on the floor with her chin resting on Alcina's knee. It was probably the cutest thing you've ever seen. Not wanting to ruin such a wholesome family interaction you quietly exited the library before any of them noticed you were there.

The next few days passed like this. Alcina was driving herself to exhaustion making sure Daniela was as comfortable as possible and you did the same to her in turn. The easiest way to get the matriarch to relax was by giving her a back massage. You straddled her bare back and slowly kneaded away at her aching muscles. Her occasional sounds of pleasure encourage your ministrations.

"How can one woman have so many knots?"

"I don't know; stress, work, lack of sleep, posture?"

You laugh. "Wasn't actually looking for an answer, Al. And don't try to tell me you haven't been sleeping. I haven't been sleeping because your snoring keeps waking me up."

Alcina turned to give you a look of disgust. "I do not snore."

"You do when you're stressed. Weirdest thing, by the way."

She opened her mouth to respond but only let out a pained hiss as you moved down to her shoulder blades.

"Too much?"

"No, just sore. You can keep going."

"Yeah, I can see that. I'm just trying to get your muscles to relax, nothing crazy."

Alcina sighs and relaxes back into the pillows.

"I'm gonna start going a little harder, ok? It's getting better, but try to not hold your breath if you can help it."

Alcina lets out a long exhale in submission. She hadn't even realized she was holding it in. The way you were moving your hands down her body made her cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Sorry, Love."

"Don't worry about it, just keep going."

A comfortable silence passes between the two of you. Your mind wanders back to Daniela. It was surreal to see her moping around the castle.

"Do you think Daniela would like a backrub? I heard her say her body aches earlier."

"That's sweet though, my love, but let's just leave her be for now. I think she finally succumbed to the tonics."

"Ah, I understand. Is she feeling any better?"

Alcina shakes her head into the pillow. "Not yet, but the tonics are helping keep her stomach calm."

You feel the weight of an anvil release from your chest. "Thank the gods, I really don't want to clean up any more sick."

"No one told you to in the first place."

"I know. I just thought she would want to be comfy in her own room."

"I appreciate everything you're doing for her, y/n. Daniela does too, she's just not great at vocalizing it."

"She doesn't have to. I'll gladly take care of my family."

One night you come home from the village really late at night and come home to find Daniela snuggling with Alcina in bed. It’s the sweetest sight.

Alcina’s got an arm wrapped around Daniela’s middle, holding her close but not suffocatingly so. Daniela’s head is tucked under her mother’s chin, face buried in her neck.

You take in the sight before moving to give Alcina a kiss on the cheek (you would Daniela too but don’t want to wake her. She needs all the sleep she can get.) and move to leave for a guest bedroom just down the hall.

Alcina stirs and you apologize for waking her.

“I was only dozing,” she whispers.

“I’m sorry I’m so late. Mihaela was accepting drinks left and right, I had to make sure she got home safe.”

“How noble of you.” Alcina lets out a lion’s yawn.

“Go back to bed, Love. I’ll check on you both in the morning.”

“Daniela was waiting for you to come back, but fell asleep.” Alcina turned her attention back to her youngest daughter and kissed her sweaty temple.

“She feeling any better?”

“Her fever did go down a bit, so we’re on the road to recovery. A slow and winding road, but going in the right direction nonetheless.”

You sigh in relief. “Thank god. She was starting to really scare me. Do you think we should call that old bat up here to take a look at her? What if she doesn’t get better soon, then what?”

“But she is, darling. I just told you her fever is down. She still has a little bit of a fever, but progress is progress. In a few day's time, she will be much better.”

“You’re probably right,” you lean over Alcina and brush loose strands of hair out of Daniela’s face. “I just wish I could do more. I’d rather it be me instead of poor Daniela.”

“I’d rather it be neither of you,” Alcina mumbled.

“It’s just so scary to see her like this; so vulnerable and weak...”

“I’m not weak.” A groggy mumbling came from Alcina’s chest.

“Hey, Daniela, how are you feeling? Any better?”

The redhead nodded into her mother’s neck. “A little.”

“Good,” you smile. “You go back to sleep now, ok? I’ll come to check on you in the morning.”

“Wher’re you goin?”

“I’m gonna go sleep in a guest room so you can be with your mother.”

The hand wrapped around Alcina’s waist comes to grab your wrist. She said something but you couldn’t make it out. All you heard was muffled groaning.

“Don’t worry, Dani. This way you can have the whole side of the bed to yourself. I’ll come to check on you in the morning.”

She didn’t let go.

“Don’t you wanna be alone with your mother? I really don’t mind, Daniela, honestly.”

Daniela buried herself deeper under the covers. “You don’t understand. I-I want...both.”

“Both what?”

Daniela didn’t say anything. She only cuddled into Alcina’s chest.

Oh....OH!

You clamped a hand down on Alcina’s arm, unknowingly digging your nails into her skin.

“Are...are you sure, Dani?”

The redhead nodded into her mother, who then answered for her.

Your stomach fluttered with the wings of a thousand butterflies. Daniela never referred to you as a parental figure before, let alone call you her mother. “Alright then. If you’re sure that’s what you want.” You move to your side of the bed and crawled in, careful not to press against her too much.

Daniela lets put an irritated groan and reaches behind her to grab your arm and wrap it around herself. Yanking you against her along the way. She must be really sick. Since when did Daniela Dimitrescu demand cuddles? Especially from you. The only thing she ever demanded of you was to help her sharpen weapons or make up with Alcina after an argument.

She wriggled away from Alcina just enough to feel you behind her. She was still sandwiched pretty tight between the two of you, but if this is what she wants you aren’t complaining. She brought your hand up towards her chest so as to keep it away from her cramping stomach.

Her head was tucked in under your chin because you didn't want to breathe all over the back of her neck. Daniela was beyond glad you were still holding onto her, even though she would never say it out loud.

You made sure to tell her you would let go of her if cuddling got too hot, or cold, or stifling for her. The redhead groaned a response and nodded into Alcina’s chest.

Rather than having your arms wrapped around her, (that implied a certain amount of pressure) your arm was laying over her side and bent to her form without any sort of pressure so Daniela wouldn't feel trapped or constricted. Really more draped over her than wrapped around her.

But she was holding onto your forearm tight to keep you there even if she shifted somewhat frequently because she wanted you to stay.

“I’m sorry you have to feel like this, Daniela. I hope you start to feel better.” You threw caution to the wind and kissed the top of her head. To your surprise, Daniela cuddled further into you. It absolutely melted you.

You pepper her head with kisses. “My poor darling. I wish I could make it all go away.”

Alcina smiles warmly at the display as she repositions herself comfortably against the pillows. She leans forward to kiss the top of Daniela's head. "Promise me you'll wake us if you need anything?"

Daniela nods into her chest.

"Or if you can't fall asleep," you add.

Alcina leaned forward to kiss you goodnight, accidentally smothering her daughter in her chest. "Goodnight, my loves. Sleep well."

#lady dimitrescu x reader #tall vampire lady #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #resident evil village #resident evil 8

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ultraintrovertedgryffindor · 3 years

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Sweet Pandemonium - Gally (The Maze Runner) Bonus Chapter 😉

Finally, the last last chapter. I never thought I’d say this, but I’m burnt out from Gally lmao. I think I’m just happy I’ll be able to focus on other things without having to worry about “what comes next” in this story. Anyway, prepare for some tooth rotting fluff and smut.

by the way, please don’t hate me for putting in a star wars reference in this chapter, i already hate myself enough for doing it lmao

NSFW WARNING

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(not my gif)

Months later, after everything was over and done with, you only just started to feel comfortable in the Safe Haven. Having to risk your life almost everyday, always having to keep moving place to place, you didn’t have high hopes for the supposed haven.

You still had nightmares every single time you fell asleep.

You couldn’t sleep the first couple days at the Safe Haven until exhaustion finally took over. You eventually excepted that’s how it was going to be, that you were going to have these nightmares for the rest of your life. Then it was just learning how to live again; learning how to live with the guilt that weighed you down constantly; living with the fact that you could’ve saved Newt, saved Teresa. You might’ve died trying, but that wouldn’t have mattered to you.

Why did you live and they couldn’t? It was fucking fair.

You were thankful for Gally though. He was your beacon of light when the nights got too dark, when your guilt and pain was blinding. He helped you to the best of his ability, even though he knew that pain you carried would never go away. He made things bearable, and that was more than enough for you.

Looking out to the ocean, seeing the tide rush in with the sun slowly lowering on the horizon, painting the sky in an array of orange, pinks and purples; you wondered, wondered what would be left of the rest of the world after abandoning it.

You felt the sand beneath you, how it stuck to your skin, and you started to feel your eyebrows furrow in irritation. You didn’t like sand. It was rough, course, and it always got everywhere. Being in a Safe Haven, you would’ve thought it would be more comfortable to live in. But those were just bratty, selfish thoughts.

You looked up to see seagulls, hearing an occasional caw from their beaks. You let yourself smile, trying to find some happiness in the small things, or beings.

The loud crashing of the waved filled your ears, blocking out everything else around you almost like a trance, that you didn’t even realize the boy who just sat next to you.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

You’ve heard that voice so many times that you didn’t even flinch at the sudden sentence. “Yeah, it is.” You smirked. “Just wish sand wasn’t so irritating.” You huffed, wiping some flecks off your hands.

Gally chuckled. “You say that, yet you come sit out here almost every night.”

“I can handle sand for some peace and quiet, away from everyone else.” For a moment, Gally looked offended. “You’re the only exception, obviously.”

He grinned, taking a hold of your hand. “You used to do this in the Glade too.”

“Yeah, it’s not so different here. We obviously don’t have to worry about any Grievers. Just in the way everyone has communal housing, no privacy.” You frowned. “But, that’s just how it’s gotta be, I suppose.”

Gally nodded, directed his gaze back to the ocean, delicately rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. It could’ve put you to sleep, but he cleared his throat, gaining your attention. “Oh, I’ve got a surprise for you actually.” He smiled nervously.

You tilted your head in confusion, but chuckled anyway. “A surprise? Wha-?”

“Come on, I’ll show you.” Gally quickly stood up, bringing you with him and then leading you away.

“Wait, Gal, I don’t think we’re allowed to be far away from camp right now.” You said worryingly, looking back and forth between Gally and the camp on the beach that was slowly getting further and further away.

“Shh, don’t worry, it’s fine. Just come on!”

Never in your life have you seen this boy so excited. Must be one hell of a surprise if he looked like a kid on Christmas Eve. The trek was far into the woods, away from the beach, you couldn’t even hear the ocean waves anymore. “This is a long way.” You said, somewhat nervously.

“We’re almost there, close your eyes.”

You only went wide eyed. “What?!”

Gally chuckled softly at the outburst, coming up behind you and placing his hands over your eyes. “It’s part of the surprise.”

“I don’t think I like surprises...” You pouted.

Gally only placed a kiss on your cheek. “Trust me.” He said, starting to lead you blindly through the woods. Only the occasional root or hole in the ground made you trip, most of the time you were just tripping over your own feet out of nervousness.

“We’ve stopped. Are we here?” You asked.

“Yeah.” He said softly, removing his hands to allow you to see.

The sun had only just begun to set, so it was dim enough that you didn’t have to adjust to the light. But it was light enough to see what was in front of you.

You gasped softly when you saw a little hut in a small clearing of the forest. It was quite simple in structure, but just one look over and you could tell how delicate the process must’ve been. You knew that cause your Builder senses were tingling.

“Gally...” You awed, unsure how to react. “Did you...?”

“We never got to build your home in the Glade. So, I asked Vince if we could build away from the beach, and he agreed. It’s not my best work, but there’s always room for improvement.”

You threw yourself in Gally’s arms, and he immediately wrapped his arms around you. “Gally, it’s perfect.” You whispered, almost on the verge of tears.

“You haven’t even seen the inside.” Gally laughed.

“Then show me!” You giggled goofily, making Gally blush slightly.

“Of course, but first,” You squealed as Gally lifted you up in his arms bridal style, walking to the door of the hut. “Gotta walk you over the threshold, like in the movies.”

You blushed as you giggled, burying your face in his shoulder. “You don’t have to do this, Gal!”

There wasn’t a proper door in the frame, only a thick cloth. “There wasn’t enough time to fix up a door, but I’ll do it eventually.”

Gally finally set you down when you entered the hut, and you were in awe in a matter of seconds, seeing how beautiful the interior was. The floor was sanded down perfectly, a beautifully woven rug smack dab in the center of the room and a small table next to the right wall.

Gally grabbed your hand, quickly leading you into another section of the small building, not even giving you time to breathe as he was too excited to show you everything.

“The bedroom.” Gally smirked, quirking up an eyebrow suggestively.

You stifled a giggle as you surveyed the room. The medium sized bed lay in the corner of the room, a small makeshift window carved into the opposite wall, a bedside table with a wooden vase occupied by various colored flowers you assumed native to where you were.

“Gally...” You whispered.

“I know it’s not much, like I said, but we could always expand. Brenda helped a bit, she said that flowers would be a nice touch. I don’t know why, but she seemed genuine. But if you don’t-”

“Gally!” You interrupted him with a laugh, gently grabbing ahold of his face and placing your lips against his with a smile.

Gally chuckled breathlessly as you pulled away. “I guess that means I did good?”

“Gal, you did perfect. You’re perfect.” You said, knowing it would make him blush.

“You’re the one who’s perfect.” He countered, making you the one blushing.

“Stop.” You rolled your eyes.

“I’m serious.”

You huffed. “I’m not gonna argue with you.”

“Yeah, good, cause you’d lose.” You refrained from snapping back at Gally, knowing that he was right and the argument would go nowhere.

You shook your head with a smile, walking to the bed and plopping down rather ungracefully. “Oh my god...”

“What?”

“This is so comfortable.”

Gally grinned and laid down beside you. “Oh yeah, better than those stupid hammocks we had to sleep on in the Glade.”

You tried to keep your eyes to the ceiling, realizing how close you two were. You two had slept beside each other obviously, but you quickly took notice of how needy you felt around him, and it made you nervous. It’s not like you were touch starved, but every time Gally put his hands on you in the simplest ways, you felt yourself wanting more than just hugs, handholds or kisses. You were pretty sure he felt the same way too. The way he’d reluctantly hold back during any make out sessions, or how he forced himself to look away from your body if you two were working together. He wasn’t making it that subtle.

Gally putting his hands on your waist got you riled up the most, even if it was to stop you from falling off or ladder or something similar, it was so frustrating. You wanted something to change, but you had no idea how to bring it up without feeling like an absolute moron.

Just the thought of Gally exploring your body with his big, warm hands that would give you chills down your spine and make you we- “Ugh.” You huffed loudly.

“What’s up with you?” Gally chuckled.

“Oh, uh, nothing. Nothing really.” You cleared your throat.

Gally smirked. “Well, ‘nothing’ is making you clench your fists.”

You forced yourself to unclench your fists as soon as he pointed it out, trying not to wince as you felt your nails removing themselves from being slightly imbedded into your skin. “Ugh, sorry...I was just thinking.”

“‘Bout what?”

You felt your cheeks increase in temperature, but you sat up and rubbed your hands over your face. Gally quickly sat up with a look of concern of his face, obviously not understanding why you felt frustrated. “Are you seriously okay? Do you feel sick or something?” He placed the back of his hand on your forehead. “You don’t have a fever or anything...”

You couldn’t help but smile, almost seeing him in an innocent light. “No, I’m not sick, Gal.” Gally furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, tilting his head slightly.

You saw Gally’s lips slightly parted, and you felt the sudden urges come forward again. You leaned in to place your lips on his feverishly, him immediately reciprocating, making you smile into the kiss. As soon as you snaked your hands up to tangle themselves in his hair, he pulled away. “I guess this must’ve been what you were thinking about, huh?” He chuckled breathlessly.

“I’m sorry.” You pulled your hands away, but Gally grabbed your hands.

“Hey, don’t be sorry.” He said softly. “Just took me by surprise, is all.”

“You don’t want to, do you?” You frowned.

“No, no, I do! I just...” He sighed. “I do. I really do. You have no idea much I want to. But, I also want you to be comfortable with it too. I would never want you to feel pressured or anything like that. I want you to be a hundred percent sure, Y/N.”

You grinned. “I’m sure, Gally. I want you.”

Gally grinned back, a light shade of red dusting his cheeks as he leaned back in to kiss you gently. He grabbed ahold of your waist, pulling you closer to him. “If for any reason you wanna stop, tell me and we can stop. Okay?”

“Promise.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss as you felt Gally’s hand travel underneath your shirt, lifting it up over your head. You did the same, smirking as you felt his fit Builders torso. Gally leaned back in to kiss you more roughly after the removal of his shirt. The feeling of his tongue dancing delicately with yours elicited a satisfied hum from you.

You laughed as you awkwardly fiddled with Gally’s belt buckle, ultimately looking to him to undo it for you. “I’ll get the hang of it eventually.” You giggled.

Gally laid you on your back, him hovering over you as he undid your pant’s button with one hand and the other resting beside your head as he tenderly kissed and sucked on your neck. He smiled when he pulled back to see you gazing at him lovingly. “You are everything to me.” Gally whispered, kissing your cheek as he slowly pulled your pants off, trailing his hands up and down your thighs.

“I love you.” You whispered back with a grin.

“You’re so beautiful.” He said after he removed your bra, leaning down to kiss between the valley of your breasts, trailing kisses down your stomach and stopping just above the lining of your underwear. “Is this okay?”

“Yes, more than okay.” You nodded eagerly.

You exhaled a shaky breath as Gally gingerly removed your undergarment, looking back to make sure you were okay with his actions. You gripped onto the blankets tightly as you started to feel his hot breath wash over your sensitive flesh, placing kisses on the inside of your thighs, brushing over the spot you wanted him most.

You were aching with anticipation already, so when Gally finally ran his tongue up your folds, you gasped loudly and quickly become putty in his arms.

You tried not to squirm as Gally kept up a steady pace of licking up and down your lips, causing you to softly rut against him. You let out your first moan when he finally placed pressure on your aching clit, you could’ve sworn you saw stars. Never in your life had you experienced a pleasure so powerful. You didn’t even know if Gally was experienced himself, but fuck, he was doing such a good job.

“Are you okay?”

“God, yes, Gally! Please, keep going.” You whined, desperate to keep that friction against your bundle of nerves.

Gally had to hold you down as you kept involuntarily bucking your hips, keeping that delicious pressure on your clit with his tongue. You moaned loudly as he inserted a finger into your entrance slowly, the sting of him stretching you only adding to the warm pleasure on your clit. “You feel so good, Gal.” You panted, biting the skin of the back of your hand to try and stifle your loud moans.

Adding a second finger inside you and keeping up the pace with his tongue, you soon started to feel intense shocks course through you occasionally, it felt foreign but so amazing. Your moans got louder as the shocks got stronger, bringing your other hand down to hold on to Gally’s hand tightly. “Gal, I think I’m gonna-”

Your eyes closed tightly as you felt waves of electrifying pleasure run through your whole body, causing you to almost shake erratically, a mix of a grunt and moan escaping your throat.

You panted heavily as Gally smirked, coming back up to kiss you. You blushed furiously when you noticed the shine on his nose and chin. “Sorry.” You grinned sheepishly, bringing a hand up to wipe some of yourself off his face.

Gally shook his head with a smile, turning his head to kiss your hand. He gasped suddenly when you gently stroked him through his boxer briefs. “You know, you still don’t have to.” He said, holding in a groan.

“I want you to come too.” You said, your innocent sounding voice juxtaposing the not so innocent statement.

“You sure?” You answered by pulling his briefs down to his knees, giving him a soft kiss. “Okay then.” Gally smiled nervously, him pulling his briefs all the way off his body.

Gally soon lined himself up with your slick entrance. He wanted you to come first just in case you couldn’t handle his size and you had to stop, he wanted to give you the best first experience possible, even if he couldn’t have you. He wanted to give you everything, but he couldn’t bare the thought of hurting you. So, he asked one more time, “Is this okay?”

“I’ll be okay, Gally. I promise to tell you if I want to stop.” You kisses his cheek, assuring him this is what you wanted.

Gally nodded gently, slowly pushing himself in, carefully watching your facial expressions to see if you were in pain.

Your breath caught in your throat, the size of him surprising you and making you bite your lip to keep from crying out. He was big enough to the point it stung as he pushed himself in, but you knew you were strong enough to wait, so you stayed quiet about the slight ache.

Gally stopped, waiting for you to adjust. You started to grind against him, getting used to him before you nodded. “I’m okay.” You smiled. Gally started a slow pace, still scared of accidently hurting you, but you moaning in pleasure gave him the indication that you were enjoying yourself.

Gally buried his head in your shoulder as he thrusted at a faster pace, his lack of experience causing him to be close already. He groaned softly as he felt your nails dig into his back for support, but he was surprised at how nice the sting actually felt. You moaning his name is what eventually sent him over the edge, holding on tightly to your wrists as he thrusted faster. He pulled out of you, rubbing himself until he came onto your bare stomach with a loud moan.

Gally fell back down beside you with a heavy sigh, both of you sweaty panting messes. But you started giggling happily, causing Gally to giggle right along with you. “I didn’t know it would feel that good.” You said after catching your breath.

Gally grinned, pulling you close to him and laying a blanket over your naked bodies, still trying to stifle a few giggles due to the post coital high. “If jerking off gave me any indication, I had a feeling it would be even better.”

You rolled your eyes. “You have me for that now.” You joked.

“You are absolutely right.”

It felt like hours that you two just stayed there, laying there with your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat slowly calm down as he relaxed. You smiled sleepily as you thought about how you’d do anything for this boy, how you loved him more than anything in the whole world.

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literally listening to Isabella’s Lullaby from The Promised Neverland on a 5 hour loop is how I managed to keep myself from writing rough smut lmao. Can you tell I have a boner for consent? Consent is so fucking sexy though like for real 🥵

#sweet pandemonium series #the maze runner #the maze runner smut #tmr gally #gally x reader #gally smut #gally

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thominho-incorrectquotes · 2 years

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Body Pillow

Since we are now allowed to share it, this is the fic I wrote for The Maze Runner Secret Sant 2021 for @sekai-ouja

I wanted to share it here too so that people would be able to read it here too.

Characters: Thomas x Minho

3143 words

Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Touch-Starved, Affection, Mental Breakdown, but very short, They are both there for each other, Post-Canon, Canon Universe, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm

Summary: Thomas has a strange sleeping habit: he sleeps while holding his pillow in his arms. Minho discovers why and wants to help.

You can also read it on AO3

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It didn’t take too long for Minho to notice something was wrong with Thomas once they were safe in Paradise.

Back in the Maze, the boy had slipped away from everybody else and when they got stuck in the Homestead to hide from the Grievers, no one really got any sleep and anyway, all his attention went into staying alive. And the Scorch was just a mess of bad luck, with him being struck by lightning and Thomas being kidnapped twice and shot…

It was only in Hans’ lab that he first noticed it. Thomas’s strange habit. Minho had woken up from the surgery. He was in a room, with his friend on the other side of it, asleep on another bed.

Immediately wanting to check on him, the dark-haired boy got up and took a chair to sit beside Thomas’s bed. That’s when he saw it.

Thomas was hugging his pillow in his arms instead of sleeping on it.

He decided to let it slide. It was probably just a side effect of the surgery.

Except … it wasn’t.

In Paradise, the two boys became glued at the hip, never leaving each other for too long and so, it was natural that they wanted to share a hut. They were building cabins for everyone, but in the time being, they all just slept in small huts.

The first night, the two best friends didn’t get much sleep, both still too traumatized by everything they’d been through. But, as the days went on, sleep became a bit easier and for the first time in forever, they finally managed to have a good night sleep.

But nightmares were never far away, and one night, Minho woke up because of one. That was the night he saw it again. Thomas, hugging his pillow, holding it as if his life depended on it.

The pattern was the same, every night. Sometimes, Minho would stay awake just to see if Thomas would take his pillow in his arms. Seeing that the boy would do so every night, the young leader had to admit something was wrong with the boy who became his best friend.

And he hated to see it. It was as if Thomas was trying to find any sort of comfort, as if he was begging for affection and could only find it in the solace of his pillow. Minho couldn’t bear it. His friend didn’t deserve this suffering. So, one night, on a whim, he got off of his own bed, delicately took the pillow from Thomas’s arms and put it under his head, like it was supposed to, and slid under the cover, wrapping himself in the arms that were already looking at something to hold.

Thomas stayed asleep during the whole process, to Minho’s relief—the boy needed his sleep—but subconsciously held on to the other’s body a bit tighter, letting out a soft sight that sounded a lot like relief in Minho’s ears. And with that, he knew he did the right thing.

It also felt strangely good to be that close to his best friend.

The next morning, the brunette was surprised to find himself hugging his friend. He clearly remembered going to sleep alone in his bed, but now the dark-haired boy was sleeping peacefully, his head under Thomas’s chin, breathing softly on his neck. Their arms were around each other, holding on so tight the boy immediately felt the hole in his chest starting to disappear, being filled by something he couldn’t quite put a word on. It felt so intimate.

Enjoying the fact Minho was still asleep, he let himself sink back into the bed, feeling better than he ever had. He fought the urge to comb his fingers through his friend’s hair, afraid to wake him up and break the strange peacefulness of this moment.

It didn’t take long for Minho to wake up, making Thomas frown. He wished he could enjoy this a bit longer.

“Hey” he said nonetheless.

“Hey” the boy replied, voice hoarse from sleep.

Surprisingly, the young leader didn’t try to get out from Thomas’s arms.

“Why are you here?” the brunette softly asked. “Did you have a nightmare? You know you can wake me up if you have one.”

“No … it’s not that,” he said, voice hiding a little embarrassment, which was weird coming from Minho. The shank was the definition of confidence. “You just hum…” he continued, “you were hugging your pillow…”

“I was not,” Thomas lied.

“Yes, you were. You do it every night. I watched you.”

At that, the boy looked away, embarrassed. “I didn’t want you to notice…”

“Why?” The hurt in Minho’s voice made Thomas regret not telling his best friend everything. “I’m your friend Thomas, you can tell me when something’s wrong. I won’t judge you…”

Thomas sighed. “It’s just… I don’t know… I guess I just want someone to hold me… Like… I don’t know…”

He felt embarrassed, saying it like that, but… It was the truth. He wanted to be held, cuddled … he wanted affection. He craved it. But who could he ask for it? Brenda did give him hugs and kisses on the cheeks, but strangely, that wasn’t enough. That wasn’t what he needed. Or from whom he needed it…

“You touch-starved puppy,” Minho mocked him playfully. “You could just have said so. I don’t mind being your body pillow if you need one.”

Thomas’s eyes widened in shock. “What, really?”

“Yeah. I wouldn’t be here in your bed if it bothered me, shank.”

Truth was, it bothered Minho to see Thomas feeling so lonely and he much preferred to be there for him. It bothered him so much that he hadn’t done it sooner. His friend craved affection and Minho was damn ready to give it. Because Thomas deserved it.

“Thank you Min…”

And just like that, it became a routine. Every night, they would snuggle together in bed, pressed to each other so tightly nothing could have separated them. They would wake up, still holding each other, with smiles on their face. Thomas would never admit it, but he’d never slept better in his life than in Minho’s arms.

Soon, they also started hugging regularly outside of their little hut. It was easy for the ex-Keeper to know when the boy needed him. Whenever Thomas called his friend, saying “Min~” in that cute whiny voice Minho secretly loved so much, he knew the brunette was feeling touch-starved and needed a hug. Often, Thomas would come to his side and lay his head on his shoulders, or wrap their pinkies together, or even grab his arms. Sometimes, it was the dark-haired boy who took the initiative, without Thomas asking, and he would go to his friend and shower him in affection.

On bad days, when the boy seemed deep in thoughts, when his mental health was at his worst, Minho quickly learned that what Thomas needed the most during those times were hugs. He would be the one to go to his friend, wipe the tears away and whisper soft words and silly things while holding him until the brown-haired boy felt better.

Every time they touched, Minho felt his heart beating a bit faster, harder. Every time, he felt something warm in his chest. It felt so right. He found himself craving it too, pulling his best friend on his laps during bonfires to cuddle him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders to bring him closer when they ate, taking his hands in his when walking around.

And most importantly, holding Thomas tightly against him when sleeping.

The others teased them from time to time—mostly Frypan—implying that what they were doing wasn’t as innocent as they thought. That there was something underneath.

Minho thought about it one sleepless night as Thomas was snoring softly in his arms. He looked so beautiful, the moonlight making each of his features even more surreal. Those cheekbones should be illegal, the boy thought. He couldn’t help but to slowly start caressing them, tracing the moles with his fingertips, careful not to wake his friend up.

His fingers softly went higher, touching Thomas’s temple, reaching the soft brown hair, tangling into the curls, Minho’s thumb still caressing the brunette’s face.

And right now, the ex-Runner couldn’t help but feel delighted to still be alive. Everything he went through was worth it, just for this. The Maze, the Grievers, the Flare, the Scorch, the Cranks, Wicked … he would do it all over again to just be able to be here, with Thomas.

Because ever since the beginning, it was all about him. His memories before the Maze were still something he couldn’t access, and he actually didn’t want to access them, but during some nights, some images passed through his mind. Of him and Thomas before the Maze. Of him wanting to be around the boy, to be fascinated by him. Of them spending time together. Of them being close. Of them … kissing. He still wondered if those images were just dreams or memories.

Deep in his thoughts, he didn’t realize right away that Thomas had opened his eyes and was surprised when he saw two golden orbs looking at him.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” Minho whispered as he moved his hands away.

“No, don’t stop” Thomas stopped him, putting the ex-keeper’s hand back on his head. “It feels good.”

And so, Minho continued, maintaining eye contact with Thomas. They didn’t speak for a while, allowing themselves to enjoy this peaceful moment. And the brunette was smiling, which was a rare sight, and it would be a crime not to take the time to memorize this image in his brain.

“Did you have a nightmare?” Thomas asked, breaking the silence.

“No, I just couldn’t sleep.”

“Does it happen often?” Thomas couldn’t help but let worry show in his voice, which made Minho frown. His friend already had too much on his mind, he didn’t have to take care of him.

“Yeah, but it’s okay. It doesn’t happen as much as before,” he explained. And it was true. Once he started sleeping with Thomas, his insomnia got better.

“Still, I want to help you, like you help me. Just let me know when it happens again, okay?”

“How to you plan to help? It’s not like I can fall asleep if you ask me to,” he said sarcastically.

“Well, will you let me try something?”

“Go ahead shank,” Minho smirked. He was curious to learn what Thomas had in mind.

The brunette moved them so that he was laying on his back, the dark-haired head on his chest, arms around Minho’s torso. He combed his fingers through the black locks, and started humming a melody he didn’t know he even remembered.

He heard his friend snickering, “You’re singing me to sleep shuck-face?”

“Slim it.”

Minho laughed again, but didn’t say anything back and let Thomas do his thing, doubting it would be of any help.

But soon enough, without him realizing, the soft melody; Thomas’s voice and heartbeat; and the low vibration that resonated through the brunette’s chest slowly pulled Minho into unconsciousness and after a while, he was asleep.

Thomas felt proud and a bit surprised that it worked, but was glad he was able to help his best friend like he had helped him before and still continued to do. Because that what they have always done, helping and saving each other.

Knowing the boy in his arms was sleeping deeply, he voiced thoughts that had been making daily appearance in his mind ever since they met.

“Hey, Minho?” he said. “Thank you. Thank you for everything. You’re the best thing that happened in my life. I wouldn’t be here without you. I couldn’t live here without you. Minho… I love you… I love you so much…”

He felt asleep soon after.

…

Minho was in love.

He couldn’t deny it anymore. And it wasn’t like back in Denver where he sarcastically said “I love you.” to Thomas—and thinking about it, Minho had told the truth, even back then, but he had been too stupid to realize his own feelings—and acted as if Thomas’s eye roll hadn’t hurt.

He was madly in love with his best friend. That night when Thomas sang him to sleep had just confirmed it.

And now … he just didn’t know how to act around him anymore. Hugging him made him feel all sorts of things, a longing for something he could never have. He was staring at Thomas’s lips more often than he should and even more than once found himself wanting to kiss them.

At night, he was still sleeping with him, holding him close, because Thomas needed him and his feelings should not come in between that. But during the day, he was putting a bit of distance because whenever they were close, his heart was just beating so fast and he knew that at one point, he wouldn’t be able to control himself and would do something stupid, like kissing Thomas, that would ruin their friendship.

On the third day of avoiding his friend as much as possible, however, Frypan came to him, looking distressed.

“What’s wrong Fry? The kitchen’s on fire?” he joked.

“It’s Thomas,” he said. Minho lost his smirk immediately.

“What happened?” he said, his tone betraying his panic.

“I don’t know,” the cook said. “Some people saw him on the cliff and apparently he is not doing well, but he doesn’t let anyone get near him and —“

Minho didn’t let him finish. He started running as fast as he could, towards the cliff. He needed to be here for Thomas. His friend was having another one of his bad days and he hadn’t been there for him because of his stupid feelings. He felt so bad and wanted to hit himself, but that was for later, because Thomas was more important.

He reached his destination in time record, and what he saw … it wasn’t pretty.

Thomas, his beautiful boy, was holding his head in his hands, as if he was trying to keep it from exploding. His whole body was trembling. His back was facing Minho, so he couldn’t see his face, but he could hear sobs and strangled screams and he didn’t have to see to know that the boy’s pretty face was probably wet with tears, his eyes red.

But what he wasn’t prepared to see when he finally faced him was scratches on Thomas’s face and arms, as if he had been trying to crawl out of his skin.

If Minho’s heart wasn’t already broken at this point, it definitely was now.

His poor boy. His poor broken boy.

He joined him on the grass and softly took him in his arms, pulling Thomas’s hands away from his head and started caressing the pale face with his fingers, whispering soft things to his friend to calm him down. The brunette, recognizing his friend, relaxed into the other’s body.

It took a while. Minutes of touches and comforting presence to finally get Thomas back. Minutes of which Minho spend holding the most important person in his life close to him all the while he felt like a thousand knives was stabbing him. Why did Thomas had to suffer so much? Seeing him in pain was the worst thing Minho had ever experienced. He fought back tears, because Thomas needed someone strong right now. He couldn’t break down in front of him right now.

The tears had dried out, finally, and the boy eyes, despite being red, weren’t looking into the void anymore, which was good.

His hold on Minho’s arms was tighter too, indicating he was there now. But the ex-Keeper didn’t say anything yet, didn’t pressure Thomas to say anything. He knew that the brunette would eventually tell him what went wrong. Like he always did, even if it took time.

Thomas buried his face in his friend chest and inhaled deeply, as if he couldn’t believe the boy who was holding him was really there and needed all his senses to ground him to reality.

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry Minho…” he finally said.

“No no, don’t be, it’s okay Tommy, it’s okay…” Minho quickly reassured him. His boy shouldn’t feel guilty about having a breakdown.

“No, I-I… It’s my mind, it messed with me again…”

“What happened?”

“I … after that night … you know, when you couldn’t sleep… I thought I made you uncomfortable since you started avoiding me…”

“Oh, Tommy I’m so sorry, I was not uncomfortable… I was just…” he started but then stopped. Could he really tell his friend how he felt about him?

But Thomas deserved the truth.

“I was just dealing with the fact that I’m in love with you and didn’t know how act around you anymore…”

At that, the brown golden eyes widened in shock. “W-what? You’re in love with me?”

“Yes, I am Tommy.”

Thomas groaned, embarrassed.

“I’m such a shucking idiot. I thought you were uncomfortable with me because you realized I love you, and then my head messed with me, and I thought you hated me, like Newt had told me before dying and—“

“And that brought up bad memories and you had a breakdown…” Minho finished for him, hoping it would stop Thomas’s spiralling thoughts. He knew that if he let his friend go on, the boy would fall into another hole once again.

“Yeah…”

“Oh Tommyboy, I’m so sorry…” he said, pressing the other’s body against his.

“Not your fault” the boy replied, voice muffled by Minho’s chest.

“Yeah but I should have told you, I don’t know… I feel so bad… I shouldn’t have left you alone…”

Thomas looked to Minho “So, you really love me?”

“Of course I love you Tommy, of course… How could I not be in love with you, baby… I love you so much baby, so much…”

And as he said those words, Minho realized how much they were true. From the beginning. And so, he repeated them, again and again, caressing Thomas’s face with the tips of his fingers, pressing soft kisses on his face all the while the brunette let himself be cuddled and held on to his friend even tighter.

The sun was setting once they finally let go of each other and looked at the other with tenderness.

“I love you too. I loved you for so long. I’m sorry I didn’t say it earlier,” Thomas said, breaking the silence.

“Hey, don’t worry about that, shank, okay?”

“Okay,” the boy smiled. And upon seeing those lips curving upwards, Minho couldn’t help it and took his best friend’s face in his hands and kissed him, right there, on the grass, as the sun was colouring the sky in orange and pink hues.

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parkersbliss · 3 years

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Together | Minho

pairing: minho x female reader

warnings: swearing? violence?

wc; idk like 1.6k??

summary: kicked out of the maze, only to run into the people that did it to you in what should be the safe haven. how ironic.

a/n: bruh it’s been so long I don’t even remember how to type me thing up there ^

request by: @elizabeth-brown

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Hate is a strong word.

That’s why it was so perfect to describe how you felt about them.

You hated them, all of them. It was their fault you were cast out, left alone to fend for yourself. It was because of their actions you were taken, tortured, and then escaped only to be met with nothing.

Trauma doesn’t just disappear, and forgiveness doesn’t just happen.

...

“What does it say?” Newt asked, pushing his way to the front and grabbing the note from one of the other Glader’s. His eyes skim over the paper, mouth parting slightly before crumbling it back up and shoving it in his pocket.

“Newt?” You questioned with furrowed brows.

He coughs, extending a hand to the greenie, “welcome to the glade.”

“Are we just going to ignore the note?” Gally asked arms crossed over his chest.

Newt glares at him, “yeah, we are mate.”

Gally scoffs, “We’re a team here. I think we deserve to know what the note says.”

The other gladers nod in agreement, crossing their arms as they stare expectantly at Newt, you included.

“It said if we sacrificed (Y/N), they would let us out,” The glader who first had the note blurted.

Newt slaps him upside the head, giving him a stern look as murmurs pass through the crowd.

Of all the things to be written on a note, it was that. All eyes are on you, suffocating you with their stare and whispers. It was only a matter of time, wasn’t it?

“Who’s (Y/N)?” The greenie asked, eyes blown wide as he realizes he was trapped in here. “Please, I want to go home.”

Alby drags a hand down his face, “Keepers and (Y/N), meeting hut, now.”

The gladers watch as you all disappeared, their gaze burning holes in your back until Minho slams the door shut.

“Well?” Gally starts.

“We’re not sacrificing her,” Minho said firmly. “Are we supposed to suddenly trust them?”

Winston purses his lips, “They do supply us with food and what we need to live. We don’t exactly have a reason to not trust them.”

Newt rolls his eyes, “How about the walls they trapped us in?”

“We don’t have to be trapped if we let her go,” Billy said softly.

“You want to risk that?”

“Yeah, maybe. It’s not fair to us if we don’t try.”

“How many more people have to die before we’re free?” Zart questioned.

Alby exhales, “we’ll take a vote.”

The minute the note was read aloud, you knew your fate. It wasn’t something that had to be thought about much. Was it fair? No, but it’s not like you got a say in this anyway.

“All in favor, raise your hand.”

The only people without their hands raised are Frypan, Minho, and Newt.

“Then it’s settled.”

“This isn’t fair,” You protest. “What if they’re lying?”

“And what if they’re not?” Billy retorts.

Gally seizes you roughly by the arm, throwing you in the dungeons until dusk.

…

“You’re alive?” Minho asked, still reeling in shock. He couldn’t quite wrap his head around it yet. The morning after you had been thrown into the maze he went after you. He ran the entire thing until the cycle was complete.

He never found you or anything that even convinced him you had been there. It was almost like you just vanished.

But everyone knows when someone just vanishes, it means they were dead.

So he came to terms with that fact. He accepted it and tried to move on.

It was harder than he expected. After all, people only realize the truth when someone is gone. It’s not until someone is dead that people begin to care.

Miss you when you’re gone, didn’t care when you were there.

Cruel place, isn’t it?

“I am,” You said bitterly. You quickly notice that the group you had been in the maze with was reduced to almost nothing. More specifically, the people that had voted you out were gone. At least, you presumed that.

“Who’s that?” You asked, pointing to the brunette who had not been part of your original group. Two other girls flanking his side, it burned you from the inside out. Had they been part of the maze? They probably weren’t kicked out like you were.

He shuffles awkwardly on his feet, “I’m Thomas.”

“He’s the reason we got out,” Newt explained. “I don’t think we’d be anywhere without him.”

“But what about you?” Minho asked, “How are you alive?”

...

The night was cold. You had been too afraid to even move from your spot in the vines. You can hear them, the creaking and whining as they stomp past. God, you wished you never had to experience this.

You wouldn’t even wish this upon the people that cast you. Actually, you just might. You keep yourself awake, digging your nails in your palm every time your eyes get heavy.

Survival means staying awake, just a few more hours.

A few more hours…

And then you woke up in a lab, and that’s when things got worse. Being someone’s lab rat was certainly not ideal. You sat in your room all day, with nothing but a bed until they took you away, running all sorts of tests.

At first, it was painful, but then you just felt numb. Some people tried to fight it, but you’d just relax and let them do whatever it is they’re doing. You figured that’s why they tested you so much; you were the calmest.

There wasn’t a point to fighting it; there wasn’t a point too much now. Every day was the same, and although sometimes you missed the runner with a bit of sass, you endured this.

You didn’t know why, but there was a bit of hope. It was quickly diminishing but it was still there, a small flame that maybe you’d see him again; that you might escape.

And that day came. After what must have been a year of all this testing, WICKED had lightened up on you. They gave you full freedom, no longer locking you in your room.

But they made the mistake of keeping a door open, a door to the outside. You didn’t think; you just ran.

You ran until your legs gave out, and you were gasping for air.

You had escaped.

…

“I could ask you the same thing,” You said bitterly.

The people before you had voted for you to stay, and you should forgive them, but you don’t. They didn’t do anything to save you, to stop the others from throwing you in the maze. They stood by, and they watched.

They watched as you begged and pleaded for your life.

“I’m sorry,” Minho said, reaching out to you, but you back away.

“Sorry? You’re sorry?” You laughed, “Sorry doesn’t make up for being tortured by them, by having to survive on my own, to fight for my life because of a stupid note. Tell me, did they keep to their promise?”

Newt hesitates, “no.”

“That’s what I thought,” You spat. “Look, I’m glad you’re alive, but don’t come here thinking we can all be friends. You go your way, and I’ll go mine.”

They watch you leave, Minho biting his lip as he watches you walk away from him again. He can’t lose you, not when you never really left.

Minho chases after you, grabbing your wrist. “Please, hear us out. Our story isn’t that different from yours.”

“I bet her’s is, I bet she didn’t get kicked out of the maze,” You said, motioning toward the other girl and shrugging Minho off.

“We fought the grievers,” Fry said suddenly. “All of us and we were taken by WICKED.”

“And they told us it was safe, but it wasn’t,” Minho chimed in. "They tested us, some more than others, but we escaped.”

“Don’t forget how Thomas threw a gun at the guard,” Fry added.

Newt shakes his head, chuckling. “or how Minho totally kneed one!”

“Right that, and we escaped into the scorch. We lost Winston to a group of cranks, we found the city, and then Thomas was drugged at a party.”

“We took a guy hostage.”

“Grabbed his car.”

“And now we’re here.”

“Oh and Gally died, Minho shot him.”

“You what?”

Minho rubs the back of his neck, “it was bound to happen eventually, he killed Chuck, but you didn’t know him. And he was gonna kill Thomas. He also… killed you, in a way.”

The boys smile sheepishly, “look you don’t have to forgive us, not right now, but (Y/N) we’re here.”

Minho nods, grabbing your hand and you let him this time, but not without a warning glance.

“You went through a lot more than we did, but we’d like to take down WICKED together.”

“Together?”

“Together.”

— END —

#minho #maze runner minho #tmr minho #minho fluff #minho x y/n #minho x reader #minho x you #tmr minho x reader #the maze runner x you #the maze runner x reader #the maze runner #the death cure #the scorch trials

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eleanorfenyxwrites · 3 years

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@guqin-and-flute I hope you don’t mind that I jumped in on this one? It happened to hit my inspiration bone just right so I wrote a quick one-shot while procrastinating my college assignments.

(Edit: now on my AO3, titled, “You’ll Have To Trust Me”)

In retrospect, Nie Mingjue supposes, he should have known that it would just be their luck - his luck, really - that they would run into something like this.

Leave it to Jin Guangyao to find the perfect excuse for the three of them to get away from the overwhelming crush of their duties for a night only to just so happen to walk right into a fucking trap that has conveniently left himself and Lan Xichen blinded and Jin Guangyao apparently untouched.

Oh not that he’ll ever get Lan Xichen to believe it was a trap, of course. It was an ‘honest mistake’ as far as he’s concerned, which he’s currently reassuring Jin Guangyao of throughout all the other man’s outwardly anxious fretting.

“Er-ge are you really sure you’re alright? You’re not hurt anywhere?”

“A-Yao -” Lan Xichen’s voice is soft and warm and even though the kindness isn’t even directed at him it still feels like a warmed blanket around Nie Mingjue’s shoulders. Lan Xichen is just...like that. “I promise I’m alright, not even a scratch.”

There’s a pause and then a tentative, “Da-ge?” from much closer than he would have expected. He doesn’t flinch though. He won’t give Jin Guangyao the satisfaction.

“What?” he replies, his tone as curt as Lan Xichen’s was affectionate. He can practically feel the disapproval radiating off of Lan Xichen in response but that isn’t anything new with their new..situation. Nie Mingjue has already made his peace with the fact that he is likely going to spend the rest of his life upsetting his oldest friend in some way or another.

“You’re injured.”

“I know that!”

“Mingjue-xiong? You’re hurt?” Lan Xichen suddenly pipes up and Nie Mingjue knows that the only reason there’s not an accompanying rustle of clothing and a gentle touch on his arm is because Lan Xichen is as sightless as he is at the moment and likely afraid to move too much.

“It’s nothing.”

“It’s not nothing. Will you let me look at it?”

Nie Mingjue instinctively pulls his injured leg closer to himself and away from Jin Guangyao, biting his tongue instead of groaning when something grinds under the skin in a spot where he’s pretty sure nothing’s supposed to actually move.

“It’s fine. We just need to figure out how to break this fucking curse before something comes and eats us,” he grunts once he’s sure he can talk without screaming, dull flares of pain dragging up and down his entire left side, from toes to shoulder and back down again.

“Mingjue-xiong just let him look at it,” Lan Xichen sighs. “We’re not going anywhere for awhile anyway until we figure out how to do this safely.”

Nie Mingjue holds out in silence for another two minutes (he counts) before he relents with a nod. For a long moment he’s able to maintain the hope that Jin Guangyao wasn’t watching him to see it, but then there’s a quiet shuffling and small, cool hands are lifting the suspiciously sticky fabric of his trousers to take a look at his leg.

“What’s wrong? How bad is it?” Lan Xichen asks when Jin Guangyao sucks in a gasp and Nie Mingjue glares into the middle distance that he can’t fucking see because this spirit that Jin Guangyao just had to chase tonight blinded them and now he’s broken his fucking leg because of it. And he’s still somehow the only person in the world who doesn’t trust the oh-so-accommodating, oh-so-polite, oh-so-obsequious Jin Fucking Guangyao, so the chances that his accusations of trickery and malicious intent will be listened to are little to none.

He’s pissed, basically.

“That fucking HURTS Meng Yao!” he snaps, his voice too loud and sharp in his frustration at the burst of pain from whatever Jin Guangyao had just done to his leg. His hands go still and this time the quiet gasp comes from Lan Xichen.

“Mingjue-xiong,” he chastises as Jin Guangyao’s hands slowly pull away from his skin.

“It’s alright, er-ge,” he demurs and that tone gets under Nie Mingjue’s skin even more, that kicked puppy tone, that ‘I’m used to the world not respecting me’ tone that he always uses to get his way with Lan Xichen. Whether he does it on purpose or not (Nie Mingjue fucking knows he does) it’s exactly the right way to get Lan Xichen’s sense of propriety involved and suddenly Nie Mingjue is the one in the wrong for using his old name rather than his legitimized one. As if that name isn’t a slap in Jin Guangyao’s face all on its own, but no one but Nie Mingjue even seems to notice that bit. “His leg is broken and it’s gone through the skin. I need to go find something to make a splint with, I’ll do my best to stay within earshot.”

“Alright A-Yao,” Lan Xichen murmurs. “We’ll stay right here.” His smile is audible despite their circumstances and Nie Mingjue takes a deep breath in, squeezing his unseeing eyes shut. His anger won’t find a home here - not with these two as his companions practically drooling on each other with all their gooey affection in their own little world - but he doesn’t want to take it out on Lan Xichen anyways. He’s got quite a few things he’d like to take out on Jin Guangyao, but that would only end up hurting Lan Xichen as well, and his childhood friend doesn’t deserve that.

Jin Guangyao’s footsteps retreat through the underbrush, growing fainter and fainter until there’s nothing to hear but the wind through the trees.

“Mingjue-xiong,” Lan Xichen starts, his lecturing voice out in full force.

“Don’t. I know.”

“Do you?”

“Yes, Xichen! I know! I got it, it was just a slip of the tongue! Is your precious A-Yao the only one here allowed to make ‘an honest mistake’?!”

“Alright.”

They lapse into silence then, Nie Mingjue still breathing too fast and too hard but unable to stop. He’s angry, he’s in pain, and he’ll never admit it out loud but he’s afraid. Ever since he had woken up in the Scorching Sun Palace to find Lan Xichen defending Meng Yao so fiercely he had known he couldn’t count on Lan Xichen’s protection from the other, which meant that if he was to keep himself safe from Jin Guangyao’s scheming mind and murderous hands he would have to always maintain the upper hand. He can’t do that while injured and blinded and with Lan Xichen similarly incapacitated, the pair of them suddenly entirely reliant on Jin Guangyao.

It would be so easy for Jin Guangyao to arrange for an unfortunate ‘accident’ and get rid of him. He’d watched the man murder with the intention to frame someone else for his deeds. If he was willing to do it once, who’s to say he won’t be willing to do it again?

He’s on his own, and he honestly can’t say he enjoys the feeling.

“A-Yao?” Lan Xichen calls a few quiet minutes later, startling him out of his spiraling thoughts.

“I’m still here, er-ge,” comes the faint call from some distance away and Nie Mingjue hears a few dry leaves rustle as Lan Xichen shifts his weight, presumably turning in his direction even though he can’t see Jin Guangyao out in the trees. “It’s difficult finding sticks that are both as long as da-ge needs and as strong and also straight enough to be a splint. Are you both still alright?”

“Yes. Take your time,” Lan Xichen replies and then things are quiet again.

“You can’t really think this is a coincidence,” Nie Mingjue finally mutters, low enough not to carry too far beyond their spot. “Xichen, please. Just entertain the idea that this is all on purpose.”

“I can’t, Mingjue-xiong, I’m sorry.” And he really does sound remorseful about that, because of course he does. “I trust A-Yao. Accidents happen on night hunts all the time, and we three are not infallible. I am only relieved that he remains unaffected by this curse so that we have hopes of getting out of here safely.”

“And just why do you think he wasn’t affected?” Nie Mingjue can’t resist asking, beginning to become desperate to understand Lan Xichen’s way of thinking that can keep him from becoming in the least bit suspicious.

“We shielded him from it, of course.”

“I didn’t!”

“You did, Mingjue-xiong. You and I both.”

Nie Mingjue mentally replays the last moments before the world had gone dark. They’d been pursuing the spirit as it fled back towards where it had come from, all three of them running as fast as they could over unfamiliar, heavily wooded terrain. He’d seen the spirit whip back at the last moment, diving towards them rather than back into a stone hut nearly completely crumbled under moss. He remembers shouting for Lan Xichen to watch out and -

Yanking Jin Guangyao behind himself as he skidded to a stop next to Lan Xichen just in time for the spirit to slam into both of their chests and knock them all backwards.

He remembers the moments after that as well, his vision fading quicker than a candle guttering out. He had shoved Jin Guangyao at Lan Xichen just before everything had gone completely dark and his momentum had carried him over the edge of a small ravine. He had been the only one to fall into it, the others had joined him almost immediately after, but under their own power.

Nie Mingjue growled low in his throat and pounded a fist against the soft earth beneath him once, irritated with himself for the moment of weakness; for his instinct to protect Jin Guangyao being stronger than anything else in him when it came right down to it.

He can’t admit to it.

“He’s smaller than us and he was lagging behind while we ran. We were in his way when the spirit turned and he couldn’t get around us, that’s all there is to it. We weren’t protecting him.”

“Alright,” Lan Xichen agrees far too easily and it’s clear by the tone of his voice that he knows Nie Mingjue is just trying to save face. He both loves and hates that knowing tone, as well as the fact that Lan Xichen doesn’t press him to tell the truth that they both know.

Nie Mingjue is thankfully saved from any further humiliation by footsteps returning through the brush and he sits up a little straighter, breath quickening again as he braces himself for the pain of having his leg shifted and splinted that he knows is imminent.

“I was looking for a crutch but nothing around here is sturdy enough for you, da-ge, you’ll probably have to lean on er-ge to walk,” Jin Guangyao supplies as he comes closer, stopping a few steps away. There’s the clatter of a few sticks being set down on the ground close to his leg and he forces himself not to flinch away from it. The movement would only hurt and it won’t stop what’s about to happen, so he holds himself still with a grim determination.

Jin Guangyao settles down near him again and his hands are back on his skin, his touch still featherlight and cool as he shifts his trousers up over his knee but now there’s a slight trembling in his fingers that Nie Mingjue can feel when the man places a hand flat on his shin just below his knee.

“I’m sorry, da-ge,” he whispers for Nie Mingjue’s ears alone. He doesn’t have a chance to reply before he’s letting loose a primal shout of pain that he has absolutely no control over whatsoever. He bites out a litany of swears next, his head swimming and unseeing eyes brimming with tears as the nearly unbearable flare of pain settles again.

“Mingjue!” Lan Xichen shouts and there’s the sound of movement from his direction.

“Over here, er-ge, take my hand. Don’t get too much closer or you’ll hit his leg.”

“A-Yao, give me one of his hands.”

There’s a bit of shuffling, the touch of two shaking fingers under his wrist, and then Jin Guangyao’s hesitant touch is replaced by the anxious surety of both of Lan Xichen’s surprisingly warm hands wrapping around his palm. He curls his fingers tightly around Lan Xichen’s palm in return, both to reassure him as well as to have something to hold onto as Jin Guangyao starts getting his leg splinted, every single touch against his skin like a line of throbbing fire. Somehow it hurts more when he can’t see what’s happening, can’t anticipate the next touch.

The fire starts to ease as he realizes Lan Xichen is passing him some of his own qi, two of his fingertips pressed firmly against the pulse point on his wrist. The thread of it is soothing, silvery blue where it slips along his meridians. It leaves the scent of fresh pine and the peculiar crispness of mountain air in his nose and on the back of his tongue in its wake as it chases away the sharpest pains and soothes the duller ones into a manageable ache.

None of them talk while Jin Guangyao methodically binds his leg and Lan Xichen tends to his pains as best as he can. When it’s finished Nie Mingjue hears Jin Guangyao murmur for Lan Xichen to stop before he exhausts himself too much to travel.

“I need you both to listen to me very carefully,” Jin Guangyao says, his tone perfectly even.

“Yes yes we know, you get to order us around to get us out of here - how lucky for you,” Nie Mingjue snaps, patience worn down to the absolute thinnest it’s been since he had been driven to threaten Jin Guangyao’s life in Qishan.

“No, I meant...well, yes. But..” Jin Guangyao sighs then, a heavy, world-weary thing. It’s been a very very long time since he’s heard Jin Guangyao - normally so silver-tongued - become tongue-tied over anything. He sounds exhausted.

Nie Mingjue is..dismayed but not surprised to realize that he can still be manipulated so easily by the other even when he can’t see him. Not that he’ll ever let on, of course, but that doesn’t mean the twinge of guilt at being part of the cause of that exhaustion isn’t real. “Let’s just get out of here first, I suppose. I have something to tell you when we return to the inn, and you’ll both have to listen to me. You’ll have to trust me.”

“We trust you, A-Yao,” Lan Xichen replies instantly. Both Nie Mingjue and Jin Guangyao’s silences speak volumes about what they think about that, but they both wisely say nothing. If there’s one thing the pair of them can agree on anymore it’s that Lan Xichen should be allowed to keep up his optimistic illusions about the world for as long as they can be maintained. He should always get to believe the best in everybody like he wants to.

Getting Nie Mingjue standing and propped up against Lan Xichen’s side for the return journey leaves him sweating and trembling but upright, and able to walk. Lan Xichen holds his free hand out to hold Jin Guangyao’s belt, Jin Guangyao warns them of any obstacles in their path, and Nie Mingjue does his best not to pass out.

They follow Jin Guangyao in this way back the way they had come, and while Nie Mingjue is constantly braced for something else to go wrong, after a small eternity they finally manage to return to the inn without further injury.

They agree to gather in Lan Xichen’s room, Lan Xichen and Nie Mingjue sitting on the bed and facing Jin Guangyao’s general direction, and Jin Guangyao begins to talk.

“Just trust me,” he reminds them once again. “There are a few things you should know.”

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In the morning, a scrap of post is sent from the smallest, cheapest inn of a small town that sits precariously on the edge of the forest on the far border of Lanling. The letter is bound for the heart of the territory under the control of the Jin’s, and Jin money is spared for the extra expense of ensuring it will arrive as quickly as it can.

The letter will reach Jin Guangshan in the afternoon just in time for his usual break for tea, and Jin Guangshan will sit on his throne in Jinlintai to read Jin Guangyao’s report that the plot Jin Guangshan had devised has worked to perfection, that Qinghe Nie will no longer be a threat to his position. That he is retreating to Gusu to ostensibly grieve with his remaining sworn brother while doing his best to gain whatever secrets he can from their library to further secure their position at the top of the world.

Shortly after the letter begins its hurried journey to Jinlintai, three heavily cloaked figures - two tall, one short; one limping, one supporting, and one guiding - quietly slip away to begin their own journey in the opposite direction, bound for the safety that only the Gusu Lan can provide to shelter them while they plan just what, exactly, the three of them are going to do next.

#the untamed fanfic #3zun #Nie Mingjue #Lan Xichen #Jin Guangyao #Definitely not my fixit verse lol #But I guess....a different kind????#idk I wasn't really planning anything when I started but I guess I accidentally made it a fix it by breaking it a little bit first #guqin-and-flute

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cheekygreenty · 3 years

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Little Witch - Part 15

The Darkling x reader

Time was in fact ticking and as minutes went on, your palms got sweatier and your heart never stopped thumping in your chest. Any minute now Aleksander could stroll into your chambers flanked by oprichniki and have you arrested. You had crossed the line and you acknowledged that but there was no other way to do it with him. He was never going to sit down and have a regular conversation with you where he detailed his plans out step by step, even if you said please and begged on your knees.

It was morning now and still no word from Aleksander. You had to return to your boring duties of reading trade agreements and approving Grisha posts at the war fronts, none of which passed the time any quicker. You skipped breakfast and threw on the first kefta that caught your eye, only making sure it wasn't black. A simple summoner blue, to reflect your sullen mood.

A knock on your door caught you by surprise but you opened it anyway to reveal your least favorite Heartrenderer sulking at your doorstep.

'Ivan'

'The General requests to see you'

'He sent his puppy to fetch me, how cute' You open the door wider to let yourself through letting a deep breath go in preparation. Ivan sent you a glare worth a thousand words, something along the lines of I hate you.

'Relax, I'm only jesting'

The walk to Aleksander's quarters was silent. Ivan wasn't the chatty type and even if he was, he probably wouldn't have much to say to you.

As you went to open the grand double doors, he caught your wrist tightly

'Don't lay a finger on him again, or I'll rip your heart from your chest' He warned. Either Aleksander tattled the events that took place yesterday or Ivan was eavesdropping, your gut told you it was the latter.

'I didn't take you as the type to disrespect your elders Ivan' You didn't care to return his tone of voice. He was simply Aleksander's lapdog, not somebody to be scared of or feared.

'Run along now' You dismissed him, watching as he huffed and turned down the hallway.

Aleksander sat at the same desk as yesterday except now he faced you. He was back to his normal self, void of emotion and collected in his embroidered black kefta. You sat down on a random chair, clearing your throat.

'Did you finally come to your senses?' You weren't here for pleasantries or to dance around the subject, you needed answers.

'Of sorts. Yes'

'Get to it then, you have a lot of explaining to do. And remember, I know when you're lying' You tapped the skin above your heart, indicating that he had no way out but to tell truth.

'Ask away.'

'How are you going to weaponize the Fold?'

'Alina. She can let us get through it, I can expand it into the borders.'

'How?'

'The stag. I'll use it to control her powers as well as amplify my own. She won't comply otherwise. ' He's going to use Merzost to control the Sun-Summoner.

'The King?'

'Gradually being poisoned by Ms.Safin. He'll take to being ill when the time comes.'

'You're not going to kill him?' To ascend the throne, the King needs to die.

'In time' You took a quick pause and let the information settle. You still needed to ask the most important question and you feared once he answered it, your heart would break in two.

'Alina.'

'Yes. Alina'

'Is it real?'

He took a sharp inhale and pondered for a quick second while you held yours.

'Not anymore.'

'Anymore?'

'Before you got here, perhaps there was something, But not now. I swear on the Saints. All she is is a key to more power. Everything we've ever wanted lies in our future if we play our cards right Y/N' You were sitting too far away from him, but his hands still itched to reach for yours.

'I'm suspecting there is a downside to all of this'

'I need her to trust me.'

'And the only way to do that is by loving her I assume' You hung your head low when he gave a small nod.

'I wish there was another way. She's young and blinded by her friend Mal to see what's truly happening'

'What if she finds out?'

'We'll cross that bridge when we get to it' He stood up from his seat and kneeled beside you, firmly holding your knees.

'You're not a loose cannon Y/N. I didn't want to tell you because if I told you about Alina, you would seek us out and watch. I don't want you to see me with her' You recognized that everything he said was true, his heart hadn't skipped a beat since you got here.

'I'm sorry for the other night, for what I said. I didn't mean it' Throughout your years with Aleksander, you had witnessed him apologize to you and every time he did, his eyes were the true apology. They reflected his whole soul, bared his deepest emotions to you, and begged for forgiveness with immense desperation in ways that his words couldn't. This was no exception.

'We all say things we don't mean in the heat of the moment' All it took was those simple words for his eyes to wash away the guilt and reappear filled with affection.

'Why didn't you tell me about Zoya?'

He sighed again, resting his forehead against your arm 'I don't know'

'Are you done with her?'

'She was just an outlet Y/N, I truly haven't loved anybody since you. You crowded my dreams and my daily thoughts, do you really think I could move on?' He gave a gentle laugh with an undertone of embarrassment at his inability to get over you.

'I'm flattered'

Although the areas of the future that involved Alina rubbed you the wrong way for many reasons, you were glad to finally know the things Aleksander kept from you. No doubt there were things you omitted that would come up in due time, but you had gone what caused you the most stress.

'Will you finally stop running away from me? I've barely had any time to enjoy your presence' His hand came up to your face, nudging a thin piece of hair away. You melted into his touch, grabbing him by the shoulders and embracing him tightly, forcing both of you to stand. He held you as close, if not tighter.

'I'll do anything you want me to if it means you trust me again' His words stuck in your mind as he spoke against your hair. Your statement must have cut him deep. It hurt you too, you loved this man, you've loved him for more than a century, and being scared to trust him dwindled your memory of him.

You were the first to pull away but only for a second as your lips crashed onto his. It wasn't rough or needy, it was sweet and reflected your love for him. It was the kind of kiss you imagined when you dreamed of him at your weakest; when your dreams were vivid and lucid in comparison to your feverish body as it lay on the brink of death.

'Have you eaten?' He asked as you wrapped your arms around him yet again, not ready to let go.

'Not yet, but give me a minute' You closed your eyes, reveling in his scent and warm touch.

At last, I finally got my hug.

***

It was later on in the day now, you had forced yourself away from Aleksander after breakfast and retreated into your chambers, sifting through documents and pointless papers. You barely read them as you signed away, doing the tedious work Aleksander passed onto you as he focused on the stag. You didn't know much about the animal and willingly chose to stay out of the affair, never really caring for the amplifier. For now, all that it entailed was chasing false leads and ending up at dead-ends. Not your cup of tea.

The Winter fete was coming up and much to your displeasure, you were asked to make sure the Sun-Summoner was up to scratch for her showcase. It was important she makes a good impression on the foreign ambassadors, Ravka needed stronger alliances now that Zlatan was claiming the West needed to break away. He was colluding with the druskelle to capture Grisha, and wherever your Grisha were concerned, you had to get involved.

You realized the measly reports of Alina's progress weren't enough and you had to go right to the source. There wasn't a single part of you that looked forward to stepping into that boiling hut and conversing with the rude woman, but work had to be done.

You took your time walking down, chatting to bystanding Grisha and trying to stall, you really weren't in the mood to be bullied. You didn't bother to knock, you just waltzed in and searched the dark for her hunched figure.

'You again' You could've sworn she appeared out of thin air as her voice carried disgust along the room, it usually did when it came to speaking to you but you stopped caring a long time ago.

'Why are you back, Witch'

With the track record Baghra had with you, the nickname never failed to fuel your temptation to throttle her.

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Part 16

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lostinwoods · 3 years

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A different take on SessKag relationship or why it would be more realistic than InuKag.

Let me begin with

Sesshomaru's and Kagome's past and how they are similar.

Sesshomaru had always been a very sentimental and emotionally receptive being. He had loved and cherished his dad the most. Loving and competing with him, wanting to surpass him, desiring recognition and acceptance so much so that his entire world revolved around his father. He did not want the swords because they were powerful or the bs about supreme conquest. What is that shit? Sesshomaru never needed that. The swords, especially Tessaiga was the most important acceptance to Sess. I will get back to this later.

Now Kagome. This kid was born and then we never saw her dad even when she was a kid. Another classic case of growing without a dad? Perhaps. But I feel her grandpa filled her missing dad's place. That is why the kid grew up in a lovely household, filled with love and peace and made Kagome what she was later on, a selfless girl who wants to love and protect her friends. Because that is what she learnt. Her grandpa, mom, everyone and her own family dynamics taught her how important it was to cherish the ones she loved.

What they initially thought of Inuyasha in their life

Now back to Sess. When his dad died, he dies saving Izayoi. What is the thing he feels at the time I wondered. Surely devastated? Yes, but even worse. His most important person, his goal, the thing his life revolved around was gone. And for what? To protect a weak, useless bitch like Izayoi? Here is a thing, he never knew Izayoi but knew the hut had collapsed on his dad when Izayoi had escaped. What can a teen feel when they hear such a thing? 'That useless bitch, ran away when my dad was in danger and cost him his life. Fuck that bitch and that kid they made. Useless, all humans are useless and weak.' This was really where his hatred came from. Probably.

Kagome on the other hand from the beginning was shown as a selfless kid, who loved both humans and demons alike. Reason? She had never lived in the feudal era. She was a kid grown in a society where everyone is placed on a equal pedestal. How would she, a modern kid understand the bad blood between demons and humans? If she were ever born in Feudal Japan, would things have changed? Maybe. Then she falls into a world where nothing was similar to where she was from. She was frightened, unsure and confused. And then Inuyasha came into her life. Honestly their first meeting was not romantic and pretty terrific in a sense. That was a weird day for Kagome. She fell into an alien world only heard in fairy tales, got involved in a weird prophecy, learnt she was a mythical sort of being herself and then got attacked by a guy who had saved her only seconds before, all ready to rip her heart out. In such a case, the 'osuwari' was probably a safe word for her. Why she uses it later in the series? Probably because she never trusted Inuyasha and felt more comfortable using a word which gave her power over him. Honestly, what would you expect? Kisses and love showers?

Analysis: Kagome was still scared of Inuyasha for a long time and did not trust him completely.

Before Inu no Taisho's tomb battle

Kagome before this went home and then cane back because she felt that fixing the Shikon was her duty. More honestly, she just returned coz Yura attacked and she wanted her family to be safe. Here I want to take some time to gush over how cool Kagome is. Intelligent, smart and extremely powerful. How she understood that Yura's skull was her weakness and breaks the god forsaken thing with just an arrow. That is some level of OPness. Who says Kags is useless?

Anyways, after that when Inuyasha called her 'Kagome', a lot of the viewers thought that Kagome was ecstatic because it was romantic and she was in love. But that is bs. It is not possible to love someone a week later they tried to gut your heart out. It is masochistic and unreal. Kagome over here felt a sense of acceptance from a guy who she felt previously hated her enough to kill her. And that to Kagome was a sign of friendship and more like, 'don't worry, I am not at least gonna attempt to kill you anymore.'

Kagome, inheritently a person who gives a hand when given a finger. She accepts Inu as her friend and they were far from being lovers.

It is exactly this time that Sess attacks them. And quite cruely might I say. Bringing Inu's dead mom like that was not funny and Sess was an outright jerk for doing that no matter how much he hated Inu and Izayoi. He is all weird and sarcatic at high levels. And Kags hated him. She hated how he was attacking this one friend she had made in the era. She hated how cruel this bastard was and how much pain her friend was going through. And her own lovely bond with her brother did not help her to look into their complex brotherly bond which seemed to her more like some battle royale. She probaably hated the bitch for showing up and hurting her friend like that even when he, being the older brother should have loved his younger brother and nurtured him like she would do for Souta.

For Sess, it was really weird and shitty all over. A basic human bitch, standing behind Inu like she was weak fawn. Reminded him so much of Izayoi. Someone who never even tried saving his dad. That was why his sarcastic words were like, "Inuyasha, it suits you so much to have a human behind you". Ya and he was irritated by looking at how helpless af the bitch was. He was narcisstic, filipant of Kags presence and all around indifferent to a 'weak human filthy woman', who he felt was just like the one for whom his dad died.

Surprise is how he did not outright murder her. Perhaps he felt like they were worthless and beneath his boots.

Lol, these two are the best.

Inside Inu No Taisho's tomb

Kags was really angry with this bitch who just chained her up, clawed a pearl out of her friend's eye and then jumped into a black hole. That is why she followed with, "This sort of a person, with no blood or humanity in his veins, I cannot forgive him" and then she chased. Even Inu was like, WTF bro. It was fun. Then she spouted lines like, " Take the sword Inuyasha, it will be like a hit to his pride, what a shame!"

How tf did she know about how much his pride hurt him. Lol felt like Kags knew Sess more than Inu ever would and they only met. That was some soulmate level shit right there. Lol!

Then there was Sess who was outright dismissing Kags and she was not even a spec of dust in his eyes. Then she went and pulled that sword out. Remember the scene where he was so surprised that he stopped the battle with Inu and turned around and LOOKED. Like really LOOKED. It was such a heart stopping moment and for good measures as well. He saw a girl, a woman standing there, holding an inheritance which was supposed to be his and she did something he could not. Did Tessaiga accept her then, did his father accept her more than him? He was baffled, confused and low-key awed. That was why he said, "What are you?" And legit measured her top to bottom. That was some turning point for Sess. Something that proved to him that all humans cannot be dismissed. But he was in rage. How can a mere human be worthy of Tessaiga and melted her along with that sword. I wonder if it was his second test to see whether Tessaiga would protect her or not. And then it did!

Sess went ape-shit crazy after that. A sword he desired for so long (The sword used to protect Izayoi was a thorn in his heart. Made him feel like his father had chosen a human over him. But if the sword had accepted him, it would have proved that his dad had still loved him, thought of him). That was the significance of Tessaiga to him. Power sure, but more of an acceptance. His dad's acceptance. And then what happened? The sword preferred a human who then gave it to his damned hated brother.

Aftermath of tomb battle

Kagome never really liked Sess's guts and probably had no form of sympathy towards someone like him. On the other hand things picked up with her and Inu's relation. She came to know some facts about Kik. And her inferiority complex began with her incarnate. But having a part of Kik's soul in her, began her obsession with Inu. She strived to understand him, make a better person of himself. But their relation was still not there to lovers.

Then Sess came across Naraku. He probably just wanted to dick around more with Inu and accepted the human hand.

2nd battle for Tessaiga

Sess's desire to possess the Tessaiga had increased at this point. His rage of having his arm cut off by that sword felt like the worst rejection from his dad. He was going insane and might have wanted to kill Inu for real in this fight. He was in no mood for theatrics in this one, unlike the tomb where he actually watched some InuKag drama and even applauded (lol). He was absolute business this time. He snached the sword and showed Inu exactly why he should not get that sword, 'You cannot even make the wind rift, why should you be more worthy?'

He meant to kill Inu and then Kags arrow sailed in, charging with enough power to even cancel the demonic energy filled into the sword by Sess himself.

His thoughts were for the same reason, " She canceled Tessaiga's transformation? Who is this girl?"

His respect scale jumped for her here. He truly had never met anyone who could rival his power to such extent. He had never met a girl who stood so powerfully in face of danger to protect this some half-breed scum. She was like the embodiment of everything he had hoped Izayoi to be to his dad. A strong woman who would wager her life to save the one she holds dear. Sess had learnt this fact from his dad's death. To sacrifice in name of love and then in this fight he understood how much that meant both for Inuyasha and Kagome. He probably somewhat understood what this feeling was after seeing these two.

Sess had an idea of love and protection and Kags became its centre. She was this vague expectation Sess had of human love and an absolute loyalty towards whom you love most. He felt complicated towards her. He respected her.

3rd Tessaiga battle

Sess's most sceptical battle yet. Why break the tessaiga? 'I will break it if I can't have it!' Desperate much?. Then the wind drift appears and for the first time Sess acknowledges Inu. For maybe being a somewhat worthy of having Taisho's blood, only if a little bit. He is saved by Tenseiga. Oh, how he hated this worthless sword more. This sword could not cut throught things and saves his life. What a worthless shit.

Kagome's narrative here was important. "How can he weild the Tenseiga? He needs a compassionate heart for that." Always wondered why Kags was the one to say this. But realised the reason later on.

Rin

Obviously the most controversial topic of Inuverse. What Sess felt for Rin, why was she there.

Rin has often been compared to be the Kagome version of Sess. And that is the only truth. She came in like a ray of sunshine when he was in most need. He was in self doubt, hate towards Inu and complex emotions towards Kags. And then Rin was there with the exact same face and the same warm feeling like Kags. Even he knew what InuKag were to each other then and no matter how much he respected Kags, he was not really interested in a further relation with Kags. But his deeply unsated desire to understand his dad's mentality and reason behind saving a human was what made him think of Rin. As she was his chance to understand that. His chance to understand why his dad could do that, why Inu could do that and why humans like Kags and Rin could save and love demons. It was not romantic in any sense. He had a confusion and Rin was his way towards a solution. Though it was a different fact that he loved her later on and cherished and protected her. Enough to feel that there was no meaning to his anything if she was not there.

So yes in a way, she is Kags embodiment in Sess's life, a picture of Kags selfless love. His desire to truly understand such beings called selfless humans and the result of his single minded belief of human women being trash and unable to love shattering.

And for fun just to contradict Kags speculations, for first time ever, Sess uses the sword and we viewers realise how wrong Kags was. Sess had every bit of compassion in his heart.

Later events

The events went on with Kags finally understanding her position in Inu's life and her single-minded chase to be accepted by Inu as just Kagome and not Kikyo's reflection. I do not even know if this could be called love or just a misinterpreted need of attention from someone you hold dear. But whatever, we realise Kags is in love with Inu now and still cannot stop from feeling compassion towards Kikyo. Honestly she and Sess are truly two opposite sides of a spectrum.

Sess on the other hand gets Tokijin and attacks Inuyasha. This time around, I highly doubt he was still chasing Tessaiga. It had more evolved into his need to show he is more powerful than Inu. 'What you do best, I can do better.'

Stopping Inu from transforming

In this the most debatable question was whether he was there to stop Inu or not.

Sess had wanted to see and experiment the limits of Inu's blood beast.

After some fighting, Kags jumped in. Sess stared at her, like forever. That staring tho. Even when she was like, "Stay away, you idiot." Sess stared. For Sess, that was what he admired the most in Kags. Her selfless devotion. He was staring at that fearless figure who once again surprised him by being a sacrifice to save her loved ones. She was to Sess what he had always thought of 'love' to be. She was the embodiment of the term 'love' to Sess. For a guy who knew nothing of how to define emotions, it was Kags who showed him what love was. And thus he jumped over and over again in front of Rin to protect her. She taught him how to cherish even the even the most weak individual in a group, and thus he protected Jaken.

Rin was there to show him the same thing everyday. But no matter how much Rin showed him her own loyality, love and warmth, Kags always remained that shining beam to him. I will say later on how I understood this.

Kag's love was the validity of his dad's sacrifice. A way for him to make sense of his dad's mindless death over protecting some weak human.

And in this scene for the first time ever, Kags saw Sess as more than an insufferable pest to her friends. She saw his noble ideals and realised why he was there and thus she thought, "Was he here to save Inuyasha?"

It is very curious as to why Kags was again given these lines. It was probably because her opinion mattered, to Sess it did. And we will see more why in the future.

Random encounters

There was one time when Kags saw Rin while Jaken was trying to steal Tessaiga and she had asked herself, "Why is a little human girl traveling with Sess?' It was again a small thing which she did not need to feel but was very imp. for her development towards Sess. How she started to understand him more.

Kohaku incident

Here we saw how was the first time Sess listened to Kags.

Kags opinion mattered. Inu's mattered and when he realised that Kohaku was being used he let him go. There was one reason that he did not want to be used, the next I am sure was for Kags and Inu. He knew then that Kohaku was imp. to them and he stopped. Big character jump for him.

Then the most curious fact was how Kags knew what the girl meant to him, "Please let him go Sesshomaru, the girl is fine."

Kagome: Thanks Sesshomaru!

Sesshomaru: I just never wanted to be used by Naraku and fall into his trap.

Lol...

Then after Rin left, Kags thoughts about how she had left with Sess and was awed . An important point for her change in feelings towards Sess. She understood the guy was changing and Rin was changing him.

The fun fact was how she was instantly in love with this little girl and that would become important later on.

More random events..

After that it was shown that many times Kags was the only one who could stop a fight bet. the brothers. Example that time when he fought with Inu to get some direction for Naraku. And then Kags came and told him to go north or something and he was like, "That is all I wanted to know." And left.

What is to be seen in these parts is how RT made only him and her interact like this. He listening to her like they have been friends forever.

The saving of Kanta's father was also an example of how much she affected him.

Her plea to save Kanta's dad even when no one believed and no one bothered to ask him. Tensaiga moved because he felt deeply moved by her plea. He might have never wanted to voice it but since Tensaiga only worked when the weilder felt compassion and a need to save someone. Sess must have felt it subconsciously and Tensaiga had stired. Or it had stired because it is a SessKag shipper as well. Lol!

Mukotsu

I wonder how Sess knew Kags was in trouble. Another fun fact like how he appears at times when Inu is not there to save Kags. Sess is there. Probably he knew her scent too well and hence could even distinguish between that and the poison. After that was the gruesome death of Mukotsu. The thing to notice over her was how large Sess looked in that hut doorway, it was a symbolism to how big and huge his protective self looks when he is protecting Kagome. A very romantic thing indeed. The first time he protects someone who is not under his protection. A complete selfless act if considered from his pov. Sess being a very private person and while saving Kagome showed her place in his heart. Yeah and that was very visible from how he killed Mukotsu.

The takeaway from this episode is not this though. It was the fact that Kags defended Sess. For the first time ever, all the good deeds she had seen him doing had outplayed her hatred for him. She accepeted him as a friend with these words, "No Inuyasha, he was here to protect us, he saved us." It was a completely unnecessary detail in the whole scheme of this episode but very important for Sess. Her acceptance matters, her opinion matters and Sess is a Tsundere.

Sesshomaru: I did not save YOU, I just killed him coz he did not answer me properly.

This proved how much she affects him, rattles him and how much her life means to him. And an unspoken promise to himself to protect her when Inu was not around.

Fight with Shishinki

No one ever mentions this fight. But there is a very important SK interaction in here. Something which was important for Sess. Kagome's understanding.

When Sess was lost in the same darkness of never being accepted by his dad, Shishinki made things worse by saying Tenseiga was a cast out of Tessaiga and it was given as a leftover to Taisho's least fav. son. Sesshomaru was hurt, lost, and his daddy issues, his biggest weakness was sharply opened by a knife, cruely and Kagome's words saved him.

Kagome: But there might have been a reason their dad had done this.

Kags belief that Taisho had infact not rejected Sess was like a balm to his soul, the only thing he had needed to hear throughout his life. The thing which made him accept in the end that Tensaiga was there to protect Inuyasha, the thing that was needed to sort of activate Tessaiga and then he finally formed his biggest and truest meido. It was romantic, touching and outright heavenly. Then it was made cute with Inu's awkward concern. It was the best ep. as of yet.

Kagome's deep concern and her understanding of Sess's pain was brilliant and alien level insane. She should not have, but she did and that's why they felt more like soulmates.

Battle with Magatsuhi

Sess had gone batshit crazy when Magatsuhi had hurt Kagome and that had only been worsened by him questioning Sess's honor and pride. Sess had turned full on doggy mode and lost control in that way for the first time since the tomb. And the strike at Magatsuhi's eyes was another symbolism of his revenge for doing shit to Kags eyes and mindfucking her.

RT has always thrown these small hints in between IK drama. Which are brilliant and lovely. Even that one scene where he stands protectively inbetween Kags prostrate body on Kilala and Magatsuhi. Beautiful symbolism, really.

It was also fun to see how Kags half power was sealed by Magatsuhi and Sess's half power was returned via Bakusaiga. I felt that Sess's true acceptance of his protection to Kagome and his detachment from Tessaiga was what made him the true daiyokai and surpass his father. Since somehow Tessaiga has always been linked to protecting Kagome and somehow protecting her might have also been the thing to finding Bakusaiga. The desire to protect her perhaps.

Soul mate mind link theatrics

This is something only some people realise. Sesshomaru and Kagome have been shown not once, but twice to be doing this. Once while fighting for Kohaku's life and the last shard and the other in Naraku's body. Kagome and Sesshomaru had been shown to think in absolute synchronisation. He thinks half the sentence, she completes the rest. Absolute soul mate shit.

SessKag power combo

Shown a lot of time in Inuverse. Sess attacks and Kags completes. A small thing but their timing is insane. And is defintely the best power combo, far better than an InuKag combo.

Fight in Naraku's body

This was the time when Sess finally shows what Kagome means to him. Where she stands and how much he cares for her. She is his FIRST priority. Proof? When Rin and she are in simultaneous danger, he stands there infront of Kags for God knows how long, removing those snake things like he had all the time in the world and once she is awake he is concerned about her well being.

Sess: Those wounds, are those Inuyasha's doing?

And his disappointment in Inuyasha not being able to protect Kags.

Sess: As expected of a half-demon. He lost himself in the bloodlust.

Kags obviously considered Sess to be a friend at this point. A very close friend at that. Family perhaps? Their familiarity here was not missed by anyone. Her defending Inu and then still prioritising Rin over Inu were only somethings we realised this chapter.

The most important was her belief in him.

Manga exclusive,

Kags: I believe that you would be able to do it. Do not fall into Naraku's trap and play his cards that is what he wants. Only you can do this, I know.

Wow, Kags wow...just wow... It is the best actually. She does not believe Inu in this situation but she does Sess. She believes in his protection and she knows her influence on him. This speaks volumes. This shows her unreal connection to him and how they match each other instinctively.

Sess knows her influence. This is his weakness.

The mokomoko scene was truly Sesshomaru's best confession. For him who cannot say much in words, allowed her to fly on mokomoko. Something which everyone of us know has a heavy weightage for Sesshomaru. It is his weapon, his forever companion and his support when he is injured and tired. Offering such a thing to her for whatever reason was truly his way of showing what he exactly feels for her. He cherishes her the most and I could say even more than Rin. Trusts her the most and would jump in front of danger to protect her.

Which is only seen more when he asks her to stay away from the fight because she would be a 'hinderance'. Which means he could not fight if she is in the middle. He would be vulnerable and weak. Intersting, very interesting. Another time where he stood between her and a dangerous blood beast that Inu had become.

The best part was truly him getting concerned when she fell down from the top while removing Tessaiga and then when Magatsuhi tried to possess her.

His anger was so vibrant. "Get away from her!"

What a brilliant thing to say. The possessiveness. The will to protect her. The absolute anger. Brilliant. So much was spoken in those lines.

The best ending though was the SessKag power combo of Bakusaiga and holy arrow. Best ending. Inu was not even much involved in ending Naraku. It was weird how the titular character failed in finishing the main villain with his meido. Shows a lot what SessKag meant to RT.

Big brother

Yes, the iconic scene where fans of all ships shout out that SK is not a romantic ship.

Well over here I want to say that Kagome truly saw Sess as a big brother figure at this point. Part of it was because she still felt that she was in love with Inu and part because she was not receptive to her reactions to Sess and what he truly meant to her at this point. She feels an intimate connection to him but cannot justify the weirdness because she still feels a closeness to Inu so she thinks of him as big brother. Which was a very intimate thing for Kagome to say. She loves him like family and clearly places him higher than the rest of her friends only second to Inu. That was more of a declaring her closeness to Sess rather than a confirmation of her and Inu's relationship. Kags is not a vain character who does things coz they are convinient. She would not call a friend if they are not a friend. And certainly not a big brother if she does not feel so.

Sess actually was relieved, ecsatatic and happy when Jaken informed hin of Kags arrival as was seen in his expression. Very funny actually. Because next second he was called big brother and he was hilariously ticked off. He could not believe what he was being called. Lol that interaction though. It showed how close they ended up being. Even more close than he was to his own brother.

But he accepted the title even if with much pain in his neck and then was really offended when Jaken badmouthed Kagome.

Conclusion: No one badmouths Kagome.

Haaha....end of this long analysis. I tried to analyse it from the character's pov and found some interesting small tidbits and detail that RT had hidden in this story.

Thus I felt that SK would be a more natural ship maybe not outright. Since Sess loves her truly but does not understand the nature of the relation and Kags is still too much blinded by Inu filter a.t.m. Maybe given years when Kags will realise exactly what sort of love she feels for Inu. Which will happen because such a toxic relation like IK should not exist and then she will probably see Sess's love for her.

My Conclusion: SK is a defintive. It will happen with some time and care. When both would mature. But it will happen for sure. All the ingredients are there, the stage has been set just the players have to realise what they feel for each other.

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Hi Dear Jalebi, I demand your analysis :) What are your thoughts on IPKKND might have some typical track if the audience, TRP, actors departure didn't influence it otherwise? Let me explain, IPKKND was supposed to have a longer office track (that wasn't common though, I would've loved it) but the TRP was low, so Shantivan track was introduced. Then, I read that, Sana Maqbul (Lavanya) wanted to quit IPKKND, that's why the quick breakup???

Is that why they didn't give us the COMMON AF *jealousy and hero's ex GF turns villain* track? Then again, Anjali was jealous and sad about Khushi after the first reveal of Shyam, and it looked like track about Didi Ki Saut was beginning. But again ratings dropped and the fandom didn't react well (kinda protested), Anjali quickly stopped showing jealousy and Dadi was introduced to give ArShi a common saas-bahu vibe.

Hello Dear Analysis Anon!

I am going to over answer this with a lot of detail because I have a lot of thoughts, as always! Time to get into my thinking cape/coat:

This analysis is going to cover:

(1) every example you just mentioned,

(2) my thoughts on external things affecting plot of the story,

(3) things/plots/ tracks that could've been if not for external factors

Examples

1) IPKKND was supposed to have a longer office track (that wasn't common though, I would've loved it) but the TRP was low, so Shantivan track was introduced

As far as I can remember from one of the writers' interviews, the office track was cut short because this was a show on Star Plus - which, as a channel, caters to 'family audience' therefore needs to have sanskaar and stuff at its core. Hence the rude shortening of the office track and weird 'makeover' and 'desi-dying' Lavanya. And hence we had a very weird four months of an eighteen-twenty years old Khushi teaching someone about sanskaars and suddenly knowing everything about a household when Bua-ji or even Payal would've been a more apt choice for this 'tutoring'.

If this was a Star One show, they might've not shifted out of the office for the longest time!

2) Sana Maqbul (Lavanya) wanted to quit IPKKND, that's why the quick breakup??? Is that why they didn't give us the COMMON AF *jealousy and hero's ex GF turns villain* track?

I did not know that's why the quick end happened. Honestly that happened perfectly. I think Lavanya had an inkling about their relationship heading south right when Arnav told everyone he's getting engaged to her. But she chooses to not see it until one day she couldn't. Maybe we could've gotten more from La but if you see carefully, La clearly knows that this relationship is now just for face. Bless her heart for trying though, trying with a smile!

Also, again I think the writers never thought of making Lavanya a vamp. They had enough material with Arnav-Khushi's own differences, Shyam and Buaji playing enough roles to mess up Arnav-Khushi's love story. I probably think they always had planned Lavanya as a beautiful person who was unintentionally caught in all of this. I feel they planned La and Khushi's friendship - they clearly enjoyed writing two completely different people becoming closest of friends.

The writers/creators deserve full credit for this.

3) Then again, Anjali was jealous and sad about Khushi after the first reveal of Shyam, and it looked like track about Didi Ki Saut was beginning. But again ratings dropped and the fandom didn't react well (kinda protested), Anjali quickly stopped showing jealousy and Dadi was introduced to give ArShi a common saas-bahu vibe.

This is all true.

My Thoughts on External Things Affecting Plot

It's not necessarily bad that external things affect plot. Feedback, from channel or fans, can help the show to pivot and understand what is working and what's not. The problem is when feedback is implemented regardless whether or not it matches the theme of the plot.

I loved:

1) The channel moving out of the office because the power dynamic was too great and the contract terms were very unhealthy and Arnav Singh Raizada deserved to get sued at least 10 times by the end of this contract so yes, the shorter the office track the better. Literally the saving grace is they didn't "fall in love" there.

2) The fans protesting against Didi Ki Saut track. Not because I hated the track - I think it was executed in the worst manner! From identical visual languages to show Arnav-Anjali and Arnav-Khushi scenes (which didn't work to show Arnav being equally torn between the two most important women in his life, but just made the audience get creeped by Arnav-Anjali's relationship) and writing scenes of Anjali getting offended by Arnav-Khushi's intimacy/Arnav spending time with his wife, on her birthday, in his bedroom... did she expect Khushi would just *disappear* in a her and Arnav's bedroom? Like that was the worst way to show a compelling plot line and giving people some weird thoughts about Anjali-Arnav (which I hate because I LOVE Anjali-Arnav).

3) Barun walking out when the plot was literally done. Yes, thank you!

4) Barun going to do a movie led to the kidnapping track, which I liked a lot. No, not the nonsense of Manorama Bond fishing out Delhi's security camera footages in vintage recording system - but the fact that given the chasm and angst between Arnav & Khushi, only something bigger than their misunderstanding could force Arnav to give weight to his feelings and for Khushi to be able to forgive him. And his life was at stake. It was a sharp reminder to both of them that they lost so much by not communicating that it doesn't matter what they had to say - they loved each other, they just needed to get back and fight off everything together.

And then again, there are things I HATED that happened because of external factors:

1) The channel for the whole La becomes Desi. And the overdose of sanskaar and tradition that followed for a few months *uggggh* Clearly the channel demanded this from the plot because family, traditions and all are important to Star Plus (wtf are they thinking for Ghum Hai Kisi Ke? though or YRKKH?) And even the Aarav track and Mrs. India - two tracks with terrible execution - were very Star Plus recommended content. Just now Saath Nibhana Saathiya 2 had a Mrs. Surat/Gujarat track and Yeh Hai Chaahatein had a miracle child popping up...

2) The fans demanding Arnav & Khushi's proximity. The whole hut scene was *noooooo*. Lack of consent, body doubles, GLARING logical loopholes and them just trying to do it when one of them is really not in the mood and they were both so out of character. @phati-sari explains this really well in her post (just search for the hut to get all relevant posts on her blog)

3) Barun? Not exactly - he's never in control of the plot so really it's the writers that kinda know what to do with his presence and absence. Even if they get a short time, it's upto the creators who know if they use the last 2-3 weeks for stretching a random track as much as they can and give a rushed ending or quickly wrap up a crap track and give a satisfactory ending. A good example of this is Lavanya's exit - although rushed was dealt with grace, important conversations and memorable hugs. Bad one is the end of the show - I know Barun gave his papers but I wish they went the La way with the end of the show - important convos, teary hugs and a sweet moment (they tried their best tho...)

It's an ITV trend though to not plan for the end of a show... they stretch a crappy track as much as they can and have like a 2 min epilogue. Kasautii 2.0 was the funniest cause they had all misconceptions cleared, Komolika and Mr. Bajaj die and then have a weird 2 min pillow fight to show 'happy family'... guess in that way I'm glad we had whatever we did with IPKKND!

Possible Tracks Then

So if external factors didn't influence the show, we might have had the following:

1) A longer office track. It would end the way it did in canon though. I think it was prewritten that at one point Khushi would tear up the contract and hold him accountable for everything Arnav did. Just instead of 3-4 days it would've been 10-15 days after the contract.

2) Didi Ki Saut track. Honestly that was compelling if executed right. Sometimes you can have an antagonist without becoming a villain, Anjali the perfect character for that.

3) A separation track. I'm pretty sure Arnav-Khushi could have separated at some point in their six months marriage - this is just my inkling and not something I heard in an interview unlike the above two. If given full reign to writing, we probably would've gotten an angst heavy stuff at some point post marriage/6 months.

4) A remarriage track sans Dadi. We know why Dadi was introduced (honestly I didn't mind her, it was a track done well and kinda to redeem Arnav in front of the public eyes. It's a perfect track cause Arnav is 'nice' for standing up for her and kinda heals the wounds he caused in the first few months of the marriage by retorting someone who tells Khushi everything he told her...) But anyway I do think a remarriage was in the works, not because of TRPs but the way their whole 'marriage' was framed and how Khushi was broken because of the lack of everything in it. And they deserved one w/o the devastation that night brought.

5) The 'marriage' would've been a live in. Arnav and Khushi's elopement was supposed to be darker in nature*. Their 'marriage' would've had no religious nor legal validity, therefore a stark contradiction to everything Khushi stood for... but you can't have that in ITV. *By dark I don't mean sexual violence - never.*

6) The whole IPKKND was meant to be darker. I am glad for the romantic comedy though! I think their balance of angst and comedy pre marriage was perfect! Not sure post marriage because it felt like a loop of going back to square one with no progress. But I think things were meant to be less subtle, more tragic and dramatized. So I think we could've gotten extremely angsty periods post marriage with a slow, gentle lull to the romance/comedy. While I am extremely glad for the lightheartedness, I wish I could've read what the whole original concept for Arnav/Khushi was!

7) Arnav revealing the truth to Khushi would've been different. We know the distasteful suicide track quickly came as a way to push Arnav's buttons and have him confess the truth of his elopement to Khushi. And that came from Barun going away - hence the quick kidnapping track and everything. So if Barun didn't go away, I honestly don't know how the revelation would happen. Would Arnav start piecing things together from information and things about Shyam in Laxminagar? Would Arnav end up helping and hospitalizing Shashi who would tell him the truth? Would Arnav come across any hidden wedding card Buaji could've had printed for Shyam-Khushi or even Shyam's fake kundili? Given the Gupta house wasn't the place where Shyam covered his tracks... was this where Arnav would start seeing things? Or guilt ridden, would Garima/Khushi/Madhumati tell Arnav the truth? Something was meant to happen for this revelation, whether it's Arnav believing Khushi or just getting further evidence against her - I... don't know! I wish I knew what the writers had in store.

We highly appreciate for not showing a typical Nanand against Bhaabi trope, also for not making La villain, but would it result differently if things didn't have a hand? Imma cry thinking Anjali jealous and La villain! meh! What a feast for the eyes it was to see ONLY ONE VILLAIN and less negativity in a tellywood show. Baas bohut hua my casual verbiage. By demand I mean no pressure, please take your valuable time and reply whenever you feel like it.Take Loads of Care and Chocolates your way <3

I hope the above answered all your queries :) Thank you for all the chocolates and care!!!

Phew this was rather long! A big hug to anyone who went through it! See ya later!

- Jalebi

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