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oneday-i-will-fight-luke17 · 2 years

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🎃 Close Your Eyes, Dying flower🎃

🎃 this is a Halloween story (18+)🎃

🎃 dark!Eddie Munson x F!Reader🎃

MINORS DNI

🎃 A/N: This is my first story in years, it's a long read and feels a bit rushed but I'm pretty proud of it. I spend months working on this story I hope you all like it. Was Supposed to be a one-part story but part 2 coming soon

Summary: You and Eddie have been friends since childhood, but ends when he shuts you out and starts dating Chrissy cunningham. you believe there's a deeper meaning.

word count: 8k

TW: 18+ Angst dark theme, Language, blood, fluff (at the end), someone being attacked, flashbacks, toxic father. the theme gets darker as it goes on. mention of deaths of un-named characters (Let me know if I missed anything) a little unedited

First, it started off with the small things “sorry y/n I can’t hang out tonight Chrissy and I have plans.” you Breathe deeply this was the 2nd time this week that Eddie canceled on you. “Oh okay, I guess I’ll catch you tomorrow?” you asked with hope.

“Yeah we can do that.” a small smile formed on your face there was still hope. “okay” there was an awkward pause. “Um, I'll see you then.” Eddie said nothing else just a simple “bye.”

“By-“ the line went dead before the words came out, you cleared your throat trying to rid the knot that was in it. Moments went by sitting on the couch watching the news about another missing person, and you realized you didn't ask what time.

When Saturday rolled around you made your way to his trailer knowing it was okay to show up unannounced. friends since 8 his home was your 2nd and the same with yours

he spends more time at your home than his own not wanting to be alone because his uncle worked late sometimes. You too unseparated conjoined at the hip as your mom would say

At this point, you were able to read each other's minds so you thought.

you give a light knock hearing chatter, giggling and thuds coming from the inside, you stood there for 5 minutes before knocking again this time harder. you instantly hear silence the thudding come closer to the door as you watch the nob jiggle a few times before it swings open, you couldn't help it to jump back scared a bit only calming down when you see the shaggy hair man opening the door. he was out of breath sweaty and shirtless. “hey, w-” he cut himself off trying to catch his breath, swallowing hard before finishing “what are you doing here?” he asked looking confused.

You were a bit hurt at the fact that he forgot about today's plans with you but quickly pushed it to the side. “Oh I just came to pick up the book I left here a few weeks ago” you lied through your teeth, Eddie looked perplexed not remembering seeing any school books laying around but his own.

“oh, ill look.” he closed the door back hearing bits of talking coming from the open window on the side where his room was. you only realized later that someone was in there. you waited patiently wishing he would let you in like he always does, it made you feel like a stranger. He came back with a shirt on this time “emptying handed “ sorry, Y/n/n, don't see it “ “wha-” you cut him off. “that's fine” you backed away trying to find a fast exit “I probably have it home and just misplaced it.” That didn't make sense but you jumped on your bike anyway speeding down the road. Eddie closed the door only to realize that he made plans with you today. he swung open the door to call after you but you were nowhere in sight.

Then it all hit at once, he stop talking to you and stopped answering you all together “Hey, Eddie.” you said cheerfully with a small wave as he walk past hand and hand with Chrissy, But he didn’t see you at least that’s what you hoped. You haven't seen spoke or him in 3 weeks since that day at the trailer park, you started eating alone at lunch, there was never any room at your usual seat since Eddie introduced Chrissy to everyone from hellfire club.

Your mom started to ask where Eddie was. “Oh, he got a job so he's been busy.” You lied for some reason, you told her.

she didn't have to make extra food for dinner. after a while she stopped asking, making it all too real for you.

The day he told you he asked Chrissy out you were confused, he never expressed he was into the girl before. He always thought the popular kids were all self-centered assholes and you couldn’t agree more, so what changed?

“Since when you're into Chrissy Cummings?” He looked at you for a minute, which made you feel bad for even asking, it wasn’t really your business. “The same reason you were into Eric Scott,” He said, stuffing more food into his mouth. You didn’t know where that came from but you made it into a joke “ Okay you got me there.” You laughed but he didn’t join in. He got up to put his dishes into the sink.

You didn’t know why he was being so secretive about his relationship with Chrissy he wasn’t with his short-term ones, he told you everything from the sex to the non-stop fighting, every little detail he told you.

You didn't find out about Chrissy until about a month into the relationship.

When DnD night rolled around Dustin took the courtesy to inform you “Hey, y/n you're coming tonight right?” He asked you you frowned. “coming. to. what. tonight?” inch out each word hoping he would fill in the blank, You smiled but still frowned “To play DnD… duh” he cut his eye at Mike. “Since you missed the last few games.’’

“What?” You looked between the two boys confused “Yeah, it’s tonight” Dustin didn’t catch the hurt and confusion in your voice, racing thoughts going across your mind and face “the last few games Chrissy has taken your place.” Panic ran to your core making you feel sick when you heard that. Did he replace you? That can't be true not your best friend he wouldn’t do that.

You didn't hear a word Dustin said only catching the end “ She's not a bad player, she’s pretty fun.” He smiled thinking about the soft blond. “Dude.” Mike finally intervenes.

“I’ll catch you guys tonight.” You quickly said speed walking away from the pair.

He wouldn’t do that right? you're his best friend, conjoint at the hip your mom would always say since forever you thought. Maybe he thought you were busy? no, you thought he was cutting you off does he realize his doing it? You had this battle with yourself for weeks now unable to have a real clear thought without Eddie clouding it. he was eating at your brain nonstop and he doesn't even know it, the love of your life lives carefree fuck free without the thought of you in his mind while he plagued yours.

you hesitated to open the door hearing shouts coming from the other end, you had this battle all day and it all added up to this moment you couldn't help this feeling of not being wanted there was a few time you felt like this when your dad left,

You couldn't help to think about those things when Eric Scott lost a bet and had to ask you out and humiliated you when going for the first kiss on a date “Ew, I can't keep this up” he push himself back rolling away from you. “what?” You were confused “did you really fucking think I was into you?” Dread washed over you, you knew it was all too good to be true. stupid stupid stupid you repeated to yourself. Snickering made you come back to reality, people were watching you. You turn to leave the ring but bummed into something hard, looking up it was Eddie “Are you okay?” he asked, holding both sides of your face blocking you from the world, you allowed yourself to break, tears quickly growing in your eyes almost falling to your knees. Eddie grabbed you, helping you sit down. “I wanna go home, I wanna go home.” you repeated people walked by haggling you, making kiss faces you cried harder “fuck off!” Eddie shouted.

he looked up watching Eric laughing with his friend's hand and hand with his girlfriend before walking away. “FUCK THIS” Eddie grunted through his teeth jumping up and making his way to the unaware boy his feet hit the floor hard enough to sound like bass of the music itself. you cleaned your eyes barely calming down, glimpsing around for your best friend into you heard a shout “GET OFF OF HIM.” GET OFF OF HIM YOU FUCKING PSYCOPATH.” You looked up seeing people were no longer Snickering and pointing at you but looking behind you, you whipped your head to the sound. You searched into your eyes and landed on Eddie punching Eric.

His head flew back hitting it the floor below him. he tried to push him off, putting his hand in Eddie’s face. But regretted it when he bit him, Eric hollered in pain. Eric's girlfriend screamed hitting Eddie on the back. You kick the skates off and started running into the forming crowd pushing past people trying to get to your best friend.

You looked back seeing Justin and the rest of Eric's friends re-entering the building.

Panicked rushed over you, and started moving faster to get to him. You drop to the floor crawling finding gaps to get to Eddie faster making some people fall along the way “Sorry.” not sure if it rushed any ears finally getting to reaching him.

You grabbed him trying to pull him off the boy but failing and falling on your ass, you hear shouting coming from the other side of the crowd knowing Justin and the others are getting closer and are coming to not fight fair. You jumped on Eddie’s back “Eddie.” You whined out, tears slowly speeding back up, you wouldn’t know what to do if he got hurt defending you.“We have to go.” You cried out but still went unnoticed Eddies face was red and hot when you touched it. “Eddie, please stop.” You sobbed lips hitting the shell of his ear, you watched the boy below him bloody. That’s when Eddie stopped mid-punch. You wrapped your arms around his torso, finally feeling him breathe for the first time. “We have to go,” you said again pulling him by his vast but that barely did anything. Eddie stood full height slowly backing away with your pulls watching Eric cough up blood. Justin made it to his friend, his eyes widened at the harm, and his wilded eyes met Eddies. “COME ON.” You pulled, Eddie saluted Justin and smiled he stumbled a bit from your pulling.

“Your fucking dead Munson!” Justin was hot on his tail but got closed off by the people to see the damage and to see what was going on. You and Eddie slipped past with ease running to the van and jumping in. speeding off hearing shouting and glass hitting and breaking against the van.

Neither of you said anything you relaxed a bit but the fear soon rolled in when you got back to eddies place.

When you both made it to the safety of Eddie’s home it all sits and you begin to freak out

You started to breathe heavily, tears blurred your vision. You were so focused on trying to hide your fear you didn’t know Eddie noticed.

“Hey,” Eddie said softly, coming near you and resting his hands on your shoulders bending a bit. looking into your eyes “no one is coming to hurt me or lock me up, okay?” he already knows what was running through your mind. “but you don't know that.” you cried out, finally letting your tears fall.

“They, won't I promise,” he said sitting next to you pulling you into his side. You cried silently to yourself, Eddie rested his head on yours bringing a hand up to rest on your head playing with a few stands, “are you okay?” you asked barely in a whisper. Eddie chuckled a bit. “I should be asking you that.” he put his hand on your forehead. You hmmed a bit but didn't answer him at first “I'm okay” you finally said he signed “ I know your not, tell me babe” He whispered. You didn't miss the way your heart jumped at the pet name. “I don't know, it's stupid I should have known better. You played with your fingers. “It's not stupid, what he did was wrong.” he swallowed hard feeling the anger coming back and putting his head back.

You lay back as well resting your head on Eddie’s lap looking at the demi light hitting the ceiling. “But I should have known better.” That Eddie could agree with, you should have known better not because he’s a popular guy but because he is the popular guy that makes fun of people like you and him endless teasing. And the way that eric treats other women he didn't want that for you, especially the ones that he sees below him.

You laughed a little, making Eddie look down at you. “Why would anyone like me?” you asked yourself, not knowing you said it out loud. Into Eddie spoke up “I like you.” he smiled to himself. “Not like that Eddie.” You whispered sadly, “No one is going to like the town freak, I'm not a cheerleader, I’m, not Chrissy Cunningham,” you said in a humorless laugh. “She has it all” you finished “I wonder what her dad is like.” you thought out loud again. “Is he a bastard like mine or does he love her.” this was the first time you said anything about your dad in years he was surprised.

“The imagination really, sets you up for failure.” your breath was shaky “ God I can't believe I thought he was different.” How so? Eddie asked already knowing the answer.

“I don't know.” you didn't want to talk about it anymore, unable to find the words to explain the feeling of being loved to only learn it wasn't real you knew that all too well. Because right now all you were feeling was false hope “I just thought everything would be perfect. Like what the fast kiss would feel like” you said so low Eddie barely heard it. He knew what you were getting at.

Eddie watched the tears build with the reflection of the light, hating the fact that someone has called you so much hurt he felt that when you cried for days about your dad. He knew it himself about his own parents…. rejected.

“Don’t let him make you feel that way.” He said feeling his cold rings rest on the side of your face and turning your head to meet his big doe eyes. He lightly stroked your cheek. Tear finally falling from your eyes, he whipped them. “So what you've never been asked out or never been kissed.” he said studying your face, he opened and closed his mouth as if he was going to say something but stopped.

“That's why you don’t go out with people that have two first names.” he joked earring a genuine laugh from you and wiping your tears. “There she is” He smiled leaning down and kissing your forehead.

You and Eddie fail a sleep like that.

Days went on you waited anxiously for the cops to come for Eddie but no one came.

turns out that Eric had bought drugs from Eddie and didn't want to ruin his ‘good boy’ image if Eddie got locked up and the truth somehow came out, “see I told you.” Eddie gives you a shit-eating grin. You chewed Eddie out after you learn what he was doing in the woods after school.

Times are different now you thought now it felt like you didn't know him anymore and he never knew you, you kind of wish it was true it would save you from this feeling.

you heard loud shouts coming from the inside that made you decide altogether. unlocked your bike getting ready to jump on and ride away

“Y/N, hey. You turn to see Lucas and Max approaching you “Hey,” you smiled warmly “You finally made it.” pain pinged in your chest everyone thought you just didn't want to come anymore. “Wait are you leaving?” Max asked looking at the bike in your hand. You followed her eye to the bike “No.” you lied, cursing yourself. “My.” you stop to get your story straight “The bike lock isn't working and I was trying to figure out what was wrong with it.”

“Aw, don’t worry about it just bring it in,” Lucas suggested max agreed you nodded giving a tight smile.

They both walk to the door opening it for you “Hey, Look who we found outside” Max yelled in everyone looked at you walking in “oh my god, you came.” Jeff yelled jumping up and meeting you halfway, you couldn't help to smile and laugh as he pick you up making you drop your bike and spinning you around. “ I missed you too.” You giggled he put you down picking up your bike “where have you been?” Gareth asked

You were about to answer when you locked eyes with Eddie's in that moment it felt like you were the only two in the room. He smiled a little and it felt like your heart bloomed making you feel alive again all your pain, hurt and anger seem to disappear you felt relief for the first time in weeks it felt like hope, and you smiled back.

He broke contact when the blonde grabbed his arm and wrapped herself around him. He smiled big at her as if she was the only thing in the world to him, with that the feeling in your chest disappeared you looked away taking your stuff off and talking to the others

Once everyone settled you had nowhere to sit your spot was next to Eddie in past games but was occupied by Chrissy. “Any more chairs?” you asked looking around

Eddie frowned “your staying?” he asked you stopped in your track “Yeah.” you laughed out

“Were too far in Vecna’s cures to introduce new characters,” Eddie said, his face was unreadable. “that's fine I can play my usual role.” you want back looking for a chair behind the pile. “No,” he said with demand “What?” you were confused at his coldness to you “ I gave Chrissy your role.” everyone's heads shot to Eddie. “You what?” You asked feeling your body warm with heat

“You didn't show up for the past few games.” He said with a blank stare, Who was this you were talking to this wasn't your best friend you were looking at “ that's because you didn't tell me about those games.” you stood your ground

“I shouldn't have to tell you about schedules .” he leaned on the table he wasn't making any sense but was trying to make a point

“Which You didn't bother to give me.” You talked over him. “Y/n,” He sighed. “Eddie,” you said folding your arms.

The other watched as if you and Eddie were in a heated tennis match

He stood back to his full height chuckling to himself he knew you weren't giving up that easy. “like I said we are too far into the storyline to add a new character,”

“What is your problem?” you ask finally at your breaking point with him. “Nothing.” He said with a blank stare.

“Did I do something to you?” You tried to hide the hurt in your voice. You know you didn't do anything to Eddie you just want to see if that would push him over the edge, and he’ll tell you the truth you continue before he can answer “ first it the barely answering my calls, to not don't hanging out, to ignoring me completely in public, now this.” your breath was shaky

Your word vomiting was getting to him his face turned red and started to breath heavy “maybe it's because I can’t stand fucking being around you.” he said with anger and hate. That shut you up, that feeling again, that feeling you felt so many times before but this one was worse. Tears blurred your vision. You waited for him to take it back but he never did. It felt like you were stabbed in the heart, and heat rose to your ears. “Oh wow.” You couldn't hide your shaky voice as tears rolled down your face, he really meant that you thought.

The room was quiet, everyone was shocked at his Outburst. in all your years of knowing Eddie he has never gotten angry to the point of yelling at you. You may fight and debate but never to the point of never hurting each other's feelings.

You were blinded by emotions not thinking straight, you want to grab your stuff making your way to your bike, and out the door, “You’re an ass you know that.” Erica said once you made your way outside Before you heard the others shouting from the other side.

You stood there for a minute not knowing what to do. You felt lost just as you did when your father left, but this felt different this was pain.

The feeling of rain brought you back to Reality. You put your stuff on trying your best to not end up sick. Tears blind your vision, clumsy wrapping the scarf around your neck.

The light rain fell a bit heavier when you made your way down the road, leaving Eddie once again this time it felt like for good.

Once you made it home, you were freezing but too far away to care you wet the floors as you made your way to your bedroom. Luckily your mom wasn't home to scold you about it and about being out late with a possible killer being on the loses, But only wishing she was. hoping it will be dry when she got home.

you got straight into bed wanting the day to end, passing out soaking the sheet as you fall harder. Lightly hearing the phone ring in the distance, too exhausted to answer it you let go letting another tear roll down your cheek before shutting the world out the ring finally stopped.

The sun peck through the curtains waking you, still in the same position as the night before. You lay there pleased with the peace of first waking up, into last night's events filled your mind again. Your vision blurred your heart sank further. This feeling you dread, you fight back tears but the pain only grows worse A knock snapped you back to reality “hey, kid.” Your mom enter, and you dragged your face across the bed wiping the unfalling tears from your eyes. “You're going to be late for school” She reminded you. You only nodded, she turned to leave closing the door behind her. But to only re-enter “Did you fall asleep with your clothes on?” She asked. “Yeah I was tired after I got in late from hanging out with Eddie last night.” you half lied, setting up. you wouldn't necessarily call it hanging out. You didnt know what hell to call it, you didnt know a lot these days you thought.

“M'kay, but try not to do that it'll probably be a while before I can get you some more.” She reminded you. “Sorry, mom I forgot.” She gives you a reassuring smile before walking out. Your biggest supporter, only wanting the best for you sacrificing so much for you. Held you when you cried over your father, she held it together. But yet you shut her out, lying to her for weeks about what's going on between you and Eddie. You couldn’t bring yourself to tell her the truth, feeling if you do it be true no longer in your head. The guilt set in, and your tears rolled down your cheeks. Too much was hitting you at once. You finally made your way into the bathroom ready to get this day over with.

When you made it to school you made sure to avoid everyone as best you could skipping lunch, and trading sits so you could sit at the back of the class so you wouldn’t sit in the middle of Gareth and Jeff.

Weeks want by you come home later and later not wanting to be alone with your thoughts. Taking on Small tutoring jobs to keep your mind off things when you weren’t doing your own studies, spending hours on them it semi kept you grounded

Packing your things up and ready to head home, you looked around one last time making sure your mess is clean so Mr. Quinn won't have more work to do. “You heading out?” “This early” you turned When you heard Mr. Quinn. You looked at your watch striking “10:49 this was early for these days “Yeah, I have an exam in the morning” you smiled, putting your backpack on. “all right.” “be safe out there kid, I’ll see you tomorrow” “see you tomorrow” You walked backward before turning around heading out. The cold air hit you as it did every night making sure you buddle up well so you won't get sick again.

You hopped on your bike like you did every day and made your way down the road. Light rain softly hit you “Fuck.” You swear. Nowhere near home, you knew you were going to get sick again. You push harder to try to make it home faster speeding down the road something knocks the wind out of you calling you to fall to the ground hard. You were dazed blinking a few times from the ground meeting your head, slowly getting up stumbling a bit to grab your bike from the other side of the road. Your body burned with body aches as you bind down.

Stopping in your tracks when you heard noise from the woods balls ring in your head that something knocked you off and not you just falling. Not wanting to stay around you tried to jump back on your bike to only see big long deep cuts on your leg, blood poured out making you feel faint. The same sounds made you look back into the woods this time growling. You tried to get back on your bike wincing in pain and falling off again. You looked towards the woods, seeing glowing eyes in the leaves. Your heart race getting up a final time looking back at the woods hopping on the bike shakenly making your way down the road, looking back you see a dark mask making its way to you. You screamed as you were knocked back off feeling cold but hot on your arm looking down and seeing more long deep cuts in it.

The rain fell harder as your world went dark.

Bright lights blind you through your lids. you heard voices all around but couldn’t make them out “I’m sorry, we don't know what's going you with your daughter” you heard. A loud sob broke out, who is that you thought? “What attacked her?” “what kind of animal could do this?” they asked again. You recognize the voice it was your mom, you tried to call out to her but nothing come out your throat was dried and hurting. “We don't know.” was all the man could say “So what now,” She asked through her tears “Just spend the little time she has left with her.” She cried harder tears ran down your face why is she crying? You tried to speak again but you were stopped again in pain. “Oh, baby.” You felt soft hands grab yours. She kissed them. Her voice sound faded you blinked out. You don't know how long but when you come back she was still talking.

“Who did this to you?” “What happened?” I don't know mom you thought you could feel your throat getting tight preparing to cry. Into last night events ran through your mind again making you panic and making you jerk hard, you felt a pain on your side. “Dr. Drew!” your mom got up yelling.

You couldn't stop your body from moving You heard footsteps enter the room “WHAT'S HAPPING.” your mom screamed, “WHY IS SHE BLEEDING FROM THE EYES.” Your mom shrieked. “ GET HER THE HELL OUT OF HERE!” The doctor said You felt small, far away, everyone sound like they were at a distance. You could hear your mother crying, you tried to talk again but still nothing, making you panic even more. You scream but nothing, you could feel yourself fade in and out. Am I dying you thought, is this what you heard? They were talking about you. You could hear your hollow breath, heartbeat reaching your ears. You faded out one last time.

Feeling coldness on your face, you could hear a voice getting closer. “I’m so sorry.” someone whispered “I don't know if you can hear me.” you heard a sniff. “But I want you to know.” the words were breaking up as the tears grow thicker. “I. Love. you.” They broke down. Feeling dried lips on the side of your face, Eddie? you thought. He rubbed your face kissing you again. Eddie, I’m here. I can hear you, I love you too you cried out. You tried to move but nothing you felt trapped.

He looked over your sickly body, he watch as your veins swell and pulsate unnaturally under your skin your eyes looked sunken. he watches sweat and black blood pour off your body tubes down your throat, you breathe fast as if you were panting.

You don't know how long you were like that, but you listen. He talked from your childhood to know. “God.” He sighs. He stopped for a bit.“ This all my fault.” He broke the silence. This is not your fault you said to him, this is no one's fault.

He continued, but he started to sound far away. Not again, he fades in and out. You started to panic, pain rose up in your body and you jerked again. Making him stop, he got up.

The monitors want off, your mom ran back into the room. “SHE’S HAVING ANOTHER ATTACK” she yelled back in the hall the nurses ran in the doctors close behind. “What's going on?” Eddie asked in a panic. Your mom pulled him to the side and explain to him in tears about the violent attacks that's been happening every few hours, and whatever attacked you poison you and its been slowly killing you. He drown out whatever else your mom said, his heart raced his blood ran cold. You were dying, he slowly back out of the room running down the hall, hearing your mom call after him, he knew what was going on.

Later that night he made his way back to the hospital, leaving in a hurry he couldn't control himself this time, holding so much in he didnt want to hurt anyone. He lightly touches your mom's arm, making her look up. She smiled a little. happy to see him back, she looks back at you. “I've been so scared to leave her.” She whispered, catching a tear and wiping it away. Eddie didnt want her to leave the room but she had to it was the only way for him to save you. He took the spot next to your mom, he didn't know how long he sat like that.

just watching you.

He knew he fucked up, and if this work you’ll probably wake up hating him for how he treated you. A sound coming from your mother's stomach dragged him from his thoughts. He chuckled looking her way she did the same. “You should probably get some food.” He told her. She shooked her head.” I can’t leave her.” she shifted back, resting her head on her hand. “It will probably do you some good to get out of the room for a bit.” He suggested, she smiled not letting it reach her eyes. “It's okay, I'll be with her,” he added. “You're not going to let up are you?” She asked He shook his head, she sighed letting her legs fall to the floor. “Okay.” She got up hooking her purse over her shoulder. Looking over her at you before walking out. Eddie watches as she went down the hall disappearing. He got up closed the blinds and shut the door.

As another attack was coming.

He walked to the side of your bed, taking the heart monitor off your finger and putting it on his own. resting his hand on your cheek has you jerked. “Hey can you hear me?” he asked in another low whisper feeling like he was redoing from hours before, he rubbed your face. Wiping the blood coming from your eyes. “It's okay, I'm here, calm down.” he kissed your cheek “I'm going to fix this.” “I promise.” he finished.

There was a pause, there was nothing. Only end when you felt pain ring through your body again but this was different. Your world slowed down, it felt like you were floating, and you couldn't help but laugh. '' What's so funny?” Eddie asked, smiling, taking the blunt from you. “Nothing.” you giggled “God your high as a kite.” he laughed, “Told you it wasn’t so bad.” he continued. “And here you were losing your shit about me smoking. Now look at you.” he pats your arm. “Hey, I wasn’t talking about you smoking it I was talking about you selling it.” You closed your eyes lying back. “At least you can get weed for free now.” He laughed. “Tell me how dilated are my pupils?” you asked scooting closer to him. He laughed harder this time. “What?” you asked “I can't see them if you don't open your eyes dummy.” He said trying to catch his breath. “Stop” You whine, smacking his leg. “Okay, okay.” he giggled. “Open them.” He leaned in.

When you did there was nothing you were met with darkness. You started to panic “Eddie!” you screamed out. “Where are you!” He sound far away, you looked around. Water at your feet. You started running, You could hear him but he was still far away. You kept going it felt like hours but you can hear he was getting closer. “I’m here.” it sounds like you were right on him when pain took over and you fell to the hollow wet floor. “It will be over soon,” He said. You cried and screamed this was worst then before you closed your eyes.

Brightness took over and you reopen them you blinked a few times trying to adjust to the bright light. The room was white, you closed them again. “ Hey, don’t close them on me, dummy.” You heard someone say. You looked to your right seeing Eddie looking right at you. He smiled “There go those big eyes.” He breathed out in relief. You tried to speck but was stopped only realizing that there was a tube in your throat. You reach up weakly trying to pull it out but Eddie stopped you, calming you before slipping the monitor back onto your finger. Your mom walked back in the room specking “hey did Dr. Drew come bac-” She stopped dropping her food “Oh My God” “Oh My God” she repeated “ Shes awake” she yelled out of the room before rushing to your side.

Nurses rushed into the room shocked at the fact you were a wake Dr.Drew not too long after “Holy shit” he breathe out. Just as shocked, just hours before you were at death's door. He rushed to your side as well. In all the chaos you couldn't take your eyes off of Eddie, confused you didnt know why he was here. As a matter of fact, you couldn’t remember anything

You spend days trying to piece together what happened, you remembered leaving the library but that’s it. You even asked your mom but she was just as confused, only saying that could have been the next victim to the killer that’s been hunting Hawkins for months now but no one was sure since no one was found dead or alive.

Given your wounds and odd sickness the doctor thinks you were actually attacked by a sick wolf, but for some reason that didn’t sit right with you.

You asked Eddie, but he brushed it off not knowing himself, and was just as lost. You couldn’t help the fact that Eddied's behavior was unreadable. He seemed like his normal self but something was off like he knew more than what he was leading on, but you chalked it up to the fight that you two had and he just didn't know how to talk about it with you. You couldn’t blame him you felt the same way, (it was your first ever real fight), or was it something else….

Eddie knew more than what he was saying, He saw what attacked you he knew all too well. he saw it when your blood hit his tongue that night you woke up, it rush through him like wind it almost knocked him off his feet. It’s what he craved for every given day it's all he thought about the taste of you on his tongue. He couldn’t tell you that he couldn’t show you his true self he couldn’t hurt you… right?

He prayed that you won't remember, you didn’t need to. You needed a normal life he struggle with the thought for days. But it needed to be without him.

He watched your smile slowly disappear. “ What’s wrong?” You asked watching him closely, he could see fear and panic take over, he looked away he hates seeing you like this he had seen it come and go many times before and too many times these past few months. “I-” He stopped himself, and he breathe. He looked nervous, you smiled a little, this was the Eddie you knew. Open willing to tell you everything, but you were still in the dark about his acts. It's still like you know a stranger. For the first few days, it was strange waking up to him by your side. You couldn't stop looking at him, a feared he’ll disappear. You watched him carefully afraid if you made the wrong move he’ll run away. It's only been a few hours since you been back home and he barely said anything to you, you felt guilty that he was stuck watching you while your mom ran errands.

He could be with her.

“Do you remember anything from that night?” He asked looking back at you from the tv that showed more people have been going missing.

For the umpteen time “No.” You mumbled, feeling your blood boil, Annoyed with yourself for not remembering. “Why do you keep asking me that?” You frowned trying to hide being upset. “No reason at all.” He rubbed his hands together giving a quick fake smile looking around the room not looking at you. You knew he was lying. “ What, are you a cop or something?” You joked he smiled looking back at the tv leaning on his hand. You both set like that for a while, he couldn’t find the words to tell you how much he felt. “ Do you remember anything from the Hospital Before waking up?” He broke the silence

You thought for a bit “I remember.” You stopped, thinking again “I remember some things, I know everything sounded far away,” You said in a small voice trying not to cry you didn’t wait the trapped feeling to come back, you thought you were going to be trapped there forever.

He got up from his spot sitting next to you pulling you into a gentle hug “There was so much pain.” You sobbed. “And I heard you and my, my mom’ and I was screaming out for you both but I couldn’t.” This was the first time in years he has seen you cry, he wish he never asked he didnt want to make you upset but that's all he was doing these days making you upset. Eddie held you tightly kissing your head “I’m sorry.” He said in between each kiss, he wish he could take your pain away. You didn’t ask why was he saying sorry, you didn’t want to. You didn’t want this to end “You know I love you right?” He sniffed “Yah,” you gave a weak smile “You're my best friend.” Just in the blank of an eye, you forgot the last few months right there looking into Eddie’s eyes.

He sighed. you shift uncomfortably in your sit. not because of pain but because you didnt want to read the room wrong and make him uncomfortable and run off again ” Not like that.” You didnt know what he was on about. He pulled away looking at you. You watched him anxious fearing that you messed up. You hesitantly wiped his tears, he did the same to you. You couldn’t help to smile. he slowly dragged his thumb down your cheek, looking at every line ever mark on your face he didn’t want to forget them. He had to tell you how he felt he couldn't drag this out anymore he was running out of time.

He slowly leaned in. he could feel you tensing up, his lips hovered over yours before connecting. his lips were soft on yours, Eddie could do this forever, this is where he belonged.

It hit you, you pulled away you avoided his reaction not wanting to see him hurt. “What is this?” you didn’t know what you were asking. “What are we doing?” You mat his eyes “I never wanted to hurt you, I just wanted to protect you.” He let out. “ Protected me?” You ask bewildered at his words “Protected me from what Eddie?” You asked worried now, you searched in his eyes for answers. “I.” He stopped himself “I can't tell you” He sound defected. He reached for your face before you could say anything, You pulled away.

“Please.” tears filled your eyes. “ Just tell me what's going on.” you asked again “you’ve Been acting weird for months now.” you finished. Again Eddie didn't say anything, he didn’t want your last time together to end like this “Please, I just Want you to know I love you.” He whispered more to himself. He stretched for your face again but you pulled away. His hand closes into a fist, knuckles turning white. “Don't.” He breathes out, “Don’t what Eddie?” You were pissed now. “Don’t you have a girlfriend,” you asked coldly, you didn't know where this was coming from but your heart was crying out. “Don't.” He said repeated “Don't bring up the fact you have a girlfriend? Or at the fact that it had to take me to almost die for you to talk to me.” You tried to calm yourself, the anger was making you vibrate calling you pain.

“But your barley doing that are you?” You tried to catch the sob that come out. You tired to move away from him but hurting your leg in the process. “She's not my girlfriend.” He boomed making you jump calling you to hurt your whole body you winced.

Eddied jumped to your side again looking you over making sure you didnt make any wounds open up. “What do you mean she, 's not your girlfriend?” You tired to easy the pain running though your body, attempting to look into his eyes. He looked away he couldn’t lie to you looking into your eyes. He can feel himself drifting away he was losing control. He stood up, he didnt what it to end like this. He couldn't let it, but he was running out of time. He thought about all the things he wasn’t able to find words for.

He quickly kneed down taking in your lips again putting his all in, he wasn't able to find the words but he could show you, right? You melted far this time, this kiss was different than the last one. Eddie longed for this kiss for years and he never notice it but this was what he wanted if only he could turn back time and do things differently.

This is what you wanted for the longest, you and Eddie. You wanted to be the one by his side, not the one watching. You want him to be your everything. “Just tell me what your thinking.” You said lowly against his lips. He landed another light kiss and started to back away, his mind was feeling clouded this was wrong he shouldn't be doing this to you. His leading you on, hes leaving you forever so why was he doing this? He needed to end this right here right now so you could move on, so why wasn't he doing it? his mind was saying another but his body was doing another. He wishes he could take back the kiss but he was being greedy and it will only end up hurting you more. He's famous for only thinking about himself not caring for you, taking your first kiss, and running away after. He spends so much time running lovers off from you, what gives him the right to move on and not you? End this now he was screaming at himself, he was so deep in thought that he didnt know you were talking to him.

“It was a good bye kiss.” He said looking down, why was he saying this? This is not what he wanted to say. “What?” You were confused by all of this. “I'm sorry,” he said, running his hands through his hair and face, getting impatient with himself. “This will be the last time you'll see me.” He got up from his spot on the floor, you tried to do the same from the couch but failed and fell back down. “Eddie what's happing to you?” you askerd looking him over, you didnt know this person in front of you. This wasn't your Eddie, he wasn't making any sense, and he was aware of that. This time getting up grabbing a better hold of the walker. “Where are you going?” you questioned. He didnt say anything “God Eddie why are you being like this?” you cried out. He still wasn't saying, it was like he was in a trance. “Eddie?” You called out, you called out once again “just know, everything I have done was to protect you.” He whispered.

“From what?” you cried out harder, he looked at you, and you gazed harder into his eye seeing something strange in them, you moved to look closer but he moved away fast, reaching for his things “Don't run away from me.” You begged “you've been doing this for months ever since you got with her, it's like I don't know you anymore.” your voice cracked, and he stopped in his place he knows this, and that hurts him but he has his reasons. Pain ran through his body, he needed to go he had to get his thoughts together, he wasn't thinking straight. If he stays longer it might end bad, he can not live with himself if something happens to you or if he calls it himself.

You waited for him to say something before you continued “Every since you started dating Chrissy Cunningham you've been acting beyond weird. you went over this so many time in your head but still couldn't pieces together what was going on. Before he could stop himself he was on you kissing you again, making you fall back on the couch. She winced in pain but it was long forgotten. Eddie didnt know what to do, what was he doing? He was leaving so how did he end up back attached to you, He tried to pull away but the more he tried the more he hugged you. It's like he was stuck to you. He was gentle and slow like he was saving every moment, he touched you softly as if you would break. His hands gradually move along your body, his every move had you in a trance.

Eddie started to move faster and became rough in a blink of an eye. It was like a switch turned off, he grabbed at you hard you could feel your stitches pulling and wound pull apart you cried out, but that didnt stop him “Your. hurting. me” You tried to breathe through the pain. “Stop” you pushed at him, an unhuman growl rattled you. You panicked pushing him harder with the little strength you had. He was grabbing a bitting at your skin. “Stop!” you shrieked. He jumped back looking around confused and crazed look on his face out of breath. “What's wrong with you?” you asked. He was still baffled “Eddie?” he looked back at you, eyes slowly looking down seeing your top slowly turn red. “Please talk to me.” you haven't noticed it yourself only foucseing on him.

He jump up from his spot whispering to himself, you were lost in his actions you didn’t say a word you just watch him scared.

This wasn't the Eddie you knew.

You slowly got up making your way attending to do so, moving slowly to him lightly touching him. “Eddied .” you called out as if he was a scared bird, Eddie you called out one last time before he whipped around at you “ DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME!” he screamed at you. once again sounding inhuman like a beast, proving that it wasn't in your head earlier. His face was veiny his eyes were hollow black. you jumped back almost falling, he quickly moved from you before making a b-line to the door opening it taking off his favorite ring putting it down. Looking over his shoulder. “ Goodbye. y/n” his face slowly turned back to normal before walking out.

You were hot on his heels not caring about the pain that run through your body, limping out into the darkness the moonlight pouring down on you. you winced in pain. “Eddie,” you called,

You watch him make his way to his van, trying to move faster but only falling. “Eddie, please don't leave me.” you cried, he stopped at the door before looking back he looked as if he wanted to say something but he never did with that he jumped in the van leaving you there crying. “Eddie! please!” you drugged yourself across the grass.

“Eddie!” you watch him go further into the distance. “Eddie, please don't leave me.” You sobbed out.

just like that, he was gone.

rain began to pour.

You let out another blood-curdling scream in pain before everything went black.

You were alone again.

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thatstrangegiiirrlll · 1 year

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If you’re sick, I’m sick

Chishiya ✨IMAGINE✨

Hola everyone! I’m coming back to Tumblr with a bang <3 This is a little fluffy, cutesy, sweet imagine I wrote that I just find so adorable and a breath of fresh air. Because as much as I love me some smut and erotic imagines, I love the fluffy and light ones just as much. Variety, ya know?

⭐️SUMMARY: Shuntaro Chishiya is sick with a common cold and has no one to look after him…except you, that is. After practically telling you he doesn’t want you coming over in worry you’ll also contract the cold, you remain stubborn — ignoring his order and coming over anyway.

“Alright. Fine.” Chishiya sighs deeply over the phone, finally caving into your persistent begging. “But if you get sick that’s on you.”

It takes everything in you to not reveal the excitement in your voice when he says this. He’s currently not feeling well with a cold, insisting you stay put at home today. As hardheaded as you are, you can’t even fathom why he thought that would work.

“I’ll be there in twenty.”

You approach his front doorstep, the cold medicine and okayu you made for him in hand. Right as you’re about to ring the doorbell, the door opens, revealing a small framed, baby-faced man. He’s wearing a dark purple long sleeve shirt and light grey sweatpants. Whilst analyzing his outfit, you look down to see he’s sporting some fuzzy socks. Cute.

Walking inside, you hand Chishiya the okayu and cold medicine before taking your shoes off at the door and putting them into the glass organizer that he has there.

He sets the bag down onto his dining room table and walks back over to the sofa, slouching down lazily into it. You could almost laugh at how small he looks in comparison to the sofa. Almost everything he does is cute to you. He really doesn’t even have to try.

You walk into the dining room, removing the okayu from the bag, taking it to the kitchen to heat up.

“You dyed your hair back black?” You ask him, only just now taking notice of the change. You honestly prefer him in his naturally black hair — it favors his features better.

He nods, now laid all the way down flat onto the couch, arms crossed and tucked comfortably. “Yeah. Got a little sick of the platinum.”

Smiling, you blush at his voice, something about the tired, raspiness of it giving you butterflies. A couple minutes pass and the okayu is nice and hot by the time you take it out the warmer. You grab him a spoon and head towards the sofa.

“Scooch over so I can sit down, Chishiya,” you say, slightly annoyed that he’s taken up all room on the sofa. Where will you sit with him hogging up the whole space?

He looks from the television to you and shrugs suggestively. “Just sit down, y/n.”

Squinting in confusion, your eyes widen and you blush when you comprehend what he means.

“Okay…” You crawl on top of his relaxed and laid out body, your legs on either side of his pelvis. The warmth feels nice as you situate your body into the intimate position. You get shy realizing you’re practically sitting on his dick through your clothes, but try to ignore it as you get the okayu ready to feed to him.

“Here,” you tell him, bringing the spoon up to his mouth as you cup his chin.

Quirking up an eyebrow but asking no questions, he opens his mouth obediently and takes the porridge in. You watch, a bit too excited as he chews it with no fuss.

“Thanks,” he says, smirking as you wipe some remaining porridge from his lips with your thumb. You nod, blowing on another spoon full and feeding it to him like a caring nurse. You and Chishiya are very close friends — no labels yet. No boyfriend this or girlfriend that. But the two of you definitely have chemistry: a peck on the cheek here, hugging and maybe even a little cuddling sometimes. Although he’s rarely overly touchy with anyone.

But seeing him like this — sick with a cold, dark circles, black hair, and extremely kissable pink lips and his husky, raspy voice — all of it is making you feel things inside. Not to mention, sitting on top of him like this isn’t helping in soothing that feeling.

Almost as though he’s reading your mind, he takes the bowl of porridge from your hands and places it on the table by the sofa. You look at him in wonderment and roll your eyes. He brings his hands to your cheeks and squishes them as he looks at you in amusement. You blink slowly, feeling as though your stomach is going to burst from all the tingling.

Without thinking too much about it, you tell him in a hushed tone that you want to kiss him and what he responds with takes you by surprise.

“You don’t need my permission for that.” With that, he brings your face toward him gently and pecks you on the lips first, a light and friendly kiss. Not even a second after that, he deepens the kiss, his mouth and tongue warm and soft. You bite his lower lip tenderly and arch your back when his hands come down to rub your sides and back affectionately.

Some minutes pass by, then an hour of passionate and loving making out. A random thought pops into your mind:

“I’m definitely gonna get sick now,” you tell him, chuckling. But you don’t care. This is way too worth it. “If you’re sick, I’m sick I guess.”

He heaves out a laugh, his arms snuggled securely around your waist. “I mean, hey… that’s the chance you took, huh? Spending your Saturday afternoon with a sick dude.”

You extend your body out on top of him, wrapping your arm around his small frame. “What can I say? I like taking care of you in this vulnerable state. The making out is just a bonus.”

Omg. This is too cute guys. I don’t know what it is about taking care of a cute, sick guy that sounds so ideal but it just does. And honestly I picture Chishiya being just like this, ya know? No against it at all. Kind of a passive acceptance of someone wanting to baby him and take care of him. 🤍 (ALSO LOOKIE AT THE PICTURE OF HIM ABOVE!!!! HES SO FUCKING CUTE YALL I CANT)

#chishiya shuntaro #nijiro murakami #fluff #alice in borderland #manga #japanese #aib #aib imagines #im back #imagine #imagines #loml loml loml #sick

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skylarstark4826 · 22 days

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Shuri’s entire body was screaming with pain. Even though she had shouldered through pulling herself from the spear, she was still dizzy from all of the hits she’d taken and how hard she cracked into the ground. But then again, that was likely a bit lighter than what she had done to the man at her feet. The man who was looking up at her as if he’d never seen her before, or saw her in a new light. Either that or he was truly dying from the lack of water like a beached fish, and it was up to Shuri to drag him into it. He seemed to be in no position to do so, not with his scorched back, and certainly not with whatever was going through his mind at that moment.

Leaning down, she hesitated to touch him. Touching him outside of causing harm seemed so. . .foreign. And yet she had to grasp him to pull him to the shoreline.

Crouching beside him, she set a knee into the sand and looked over his body for a moment, judging the best place to grab him. A strong hand rests against her thigh, causing her to look down sharply at it before narrowing her eyes at the man it belonged to. “Namor. Just because I have spared your life doesn’t mean you can go and touch me wherever you’d like.” She huffed, grabbing his wrist delicately and lifting it to loop around her shoulders instead. He gave a wheezing laugh at her words, lifting his other arm as she guided it around her shoulders as well. Slowly her arms wrapped around his torso, careful of the burns on his back even though he hissed anyway.

Slowly pushing off to stand, she groaned a bit with how it seemed that he wasn’t willing to help her out. But she hears the sand scuff below and he manages to brace himself on his feet, still leaning heavily into her. His dark hair caked with sand sticking to sea salt soaked locks brushed against her cheek, tickling her face. It drew a little noise from her throat as she dipped her hands to grasp his hips, adjusting him again before wrapping her arms around him again. It almost felt like an embrace with the way his arms seemed set on remaining around her shoulders, with how his chest pressed to hers and she can feel how warm he is. The combination of the heat chamber, the desert, the explosion, the exertion. . .he was like a space heater. Part of Shuri wanted to shut her eyes and just lean into it, let the heat melt the ache in her body away.

But he needed water, and this was the least she could do.

“Can you walk at all?” She asked, met with only a grunt. “That didn’t answer my--nevermind. I can carry you.” She bit her lower lip as she adjusted a third time, this time leaning and sweeping the man’s legs from the ground at the knee. A much louder noise left him at that, obviously not used to being carried as he held just a bit tighter to her. His face remained away from her own, as if he were hiding, but Shuri couldn’t focus on that. Instead she gathered herself to keep balance, starting to carry the man towards the water lapping at the sands in front of them. It shouldn’t feel like miles away, but her body is exhausted and he was heavy. “What have you been eating? My gods.”

“You’ve had food from us.” His voice is raspy, and Shuri had to quickly look at him to make sure he wasn’t dying so soon. “I eat what my people eat.” He’s speaking, but she’s transfixed on his face so close to her own. His lashes were longer than she thought a man’s could be, his septum piercing decorated with slight designs she never noticed from afar, and even though his lips were chapped from the sand, she had a feeling they were soft otherwise. His eyes were dark when they lifted to fix onto hers; despite his weakened state, there was still something formidable behind those eyes. Serious, maybe, but she wasn’t afraid of him and nor he, her. A mutual understanding, maybe, an understanding born from trying to kill each other.

His fingers curl into the nape of her neck and he gives another soft wheeze, prompting Shuri to try and move just a bit faster for him. “I was expecting you to kill me.” His voice is soft, she’s lucky to hear by virtue of being close to him.

“I almost did. I wanted to.” She admitted quietly, watching his lashes flutter shut for a moment. “Namor. Keep your eyes open.” They reopen, fixating on her face again. “Good boy.” That earns another wheeze from him, a cross between shock and amusement as she smiles in turn. Looking back to the shore that was thankfully much closer than it was before, she did her best to do as fast of a stumble jog as she could manage, though it caused white hot pain to shoot up her spine, almost making her drop him. Forced to reduce back to the careful steps from before, she feels him fix himself slightly in her arms as the crash of the waves get louder.

“Set me down.” His voice isn’t firm, but Shuri sets him on his feet anyway, looping his arm around her shoulders and wrapping her own around his waist. He can barely walk, his other hand moving instead to rest over her stomach as if that was helping anything.

“What are you doing?” She asked, and he mumbled something unintelligible in turn. “Hey. We’re almost there, look--” Grasping him a bit tighter and holding him upright, she pushed him where the sand began to harden from moisture, though he was pulling her along with him. The waves graze his skin and he gasps like it’s the first breath he’s taken in a while; it’s her turn to be hauled along into the crashing waves. He lets her go once they’re ankle deep, diving in ahead of her and disappearing within the waves.

Left alone, she can feel the weight and pain of everything start to settle in. Now that she didn’t have Namor to worry over, her body gave its own indications of pain that sent her lowering to her knees, watching the water lap at her bodysuit. It’s a tether to keep her from drowning in her pain, hand settling where she had been impaled. Honestly, the herb had caused the wound to close, but it still ached heavily. And it didn’t prevent her from being nearly exhausted from pain, especially from practically fighting for her life.

The water’s laps are disrupted as hands curl under her arms, and Shuri looks up to watch Namor lift her like she were a doll, carrying her a few steps more into the sea before settling down, sitting her next to him the way they had sat beside each other what felt like forever ago. Down in Talokan, away from the world, before everything happened. Everything that likely could have been prevented. Her breathing is labored even though her healing was working through her, but regenerative healing couldn’t quite heal her heart. The guilt, the emptiness that anger left when it dropped with the spear.

“Namor, I didn’t know Nakia was coming to get me. I didn’t know mother had sent her, and I didn’t know -- I didn’t know.” Admissions roll from her lips before she can stop it. “I wanted to save that woman, even if it had been lethal I wanted to save her so badly. Even if she had put a knife - it was - none of it should have happened the way it did.” A large hand rests on her cheek, thumb smearing over her upper lip and stealing the blood that had started to dry on her skin.

“Shh.” He hushed her gently, voice nearly lost in the waves around them. “I know. It shouldn’t have happened this way.” Shuri had been correct, saying vengeance consumed them both. And it was killing their people.

His hand doesn’t move from her cheek, and she finds herself leaning into it, eyes sliding closed. Her fingers lift from the water to curl around the beads, calling for air support to pick them up. But it would take a few moments, and she found herself wishing to stay in this moment for a little longer. Their own little world, the one that had been taken the first time by him being called away. Something about Namor’s presence, now that she was exhausted from anger’s departure, was a comfort. Even if he had been the cause of most of it.

Namor’s other hand comes up to join the first in cupping her face, his forehead pressing against her own. He says nothing, he doesn’t need to. They both hurt each other in ways that would likely leave scars, which meant they were the perfect people to comfort each other into healing the open wounds to allow them to close.

Shuri’s hands move to rest against the nape of his neck, breathing in the scent of the sea and the sand, nothing but salt around them. Opening her eyes slightly, she can see his lips look just as soft as she’d figure they’d be once he met the water. His chin lifts slightly and Shuri breathes a sigh before she leans in, confirming her suspicions that his lips would be soft. Water stained her mouth, facial hair rubbed against her smooth skin, the tip of her nose briefly bumping his piercing before he tipped his head to the side slightly, letting her nose brush against his skin instead. This lapse of judgment could later be blamed on the delirium brought by exhaustion, but kissing him was like shotgunning an energy drink. Her fingers curl into his wet hair and she didn’t care a single bit about it soaking through to her. In fact, she allowed the suit to melt from her hands so she could touch him fully. Hands pushing through dripping locks, nails lightly digging into his scalp before she was pulling him closer.

Namor was just as affected by the share agreement of delirium brought by exhaustion. Hands grasp her firmly, pulling her into his lap and hungrily tasting her mouth. She refused to part her lips for his tongue, though he laid a petulant kitten lick to her closed lips, making her sigh and bite his lower lip in turn. A puppy nip, enough to briefly break skin but was covered by her lips once more, smearing his blood over both of their mouths. He liked that. He liked that a lot. More than a few other things could ever wish to do. Her bodysuit pressed designs against his bare chest, body soft under it despite the fact, fitting perfectly in his large hands. He skimmed one down to the small of her back, not brave enough to grope any lower but definitely letting his pinkie brush for the promise of it, causing a shiver to go up her spine before she settled against him again. A perfect mesh between two people more alike than they’d like to admit.

Parting from each other with a gasp, Shuri refused to open her eyes and thus wasn’t privy to the way that Namor gazed at her like she was his own personal goddess. A woman who stamped him down, and then carried him to water after forcing him to submit. And no one ever achieved getting Namor to submit. Something about Shuri made all of it change; her determination, perhaps, or the knowledge that she too was struggling to keep herself afloat among clashing interests. Maybe the only good thing to come from the surface world forcing him to turn to Wakanda was that he got to meet the princess who lost everything.

Drawing her in again, he pressed a much lighter kiss to her mouth to which she reciprocated, hands in his hair once more. This one was slower, though also briefer when interrupted by the noise of something above them. He could feel the gusts of inorganic wind disrupting the water around them, and he looked up to see a Wakandan ship lowering itself towards them. Looking back to Shuri, her eyes were open and directed away from him, almost embarrassed.

Because, admittedly, she was. “Come on.” Refusing to let it stick, her gaze dragged back to his gorgeous face and he offered her a little smile, gently shifting her from his lap. Together they stepped towards the ship, and his large hands rested upon her hips to give unneeded help up, which she took anyway. If only because the soft pressure of his hold was more pleasant than it had any right to be. Honestly, he was more pleasant to be around than he had any right to be after everything that had happened. But foolishly, her heart was still drawn towards him, to his company.

He stepped up to the other side and their hands connected where they held onto the ship for balance. His fingers part to allow hers to intertwine, holding fast as they left the sea for the air, leaving their own little world for their people.

But at least there was an unspoken promise from their mutual delirium: they would be doing so again. Under a different excuse, under different circumstances. But they would meet again.

#nashuri #namor x shuri #shuri x namor #namor and shuri #namor of talokan #shuri of wakanda #king namor #princess shuri #nashuri fanart #namor x shuri fanart #black panther #black panter wakanda forever #namor mcu #namuri

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lindszeppelin · 10 months

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a little hair education

before i head to bed for the night, thank you to those that have showed me nothing but love and kindness and support today <3 it means the world to me.

now that some more pics have come out, i just want to leave this with you guys. like i said, im a hairdresser and ive been in the industry for many years. i know what box color looks like on hair, and i know what professional demi/gloss/and permanent dye looks like on hair. box dye on hair will look flat and matte. no shine. and it will be 100% opaque in opacity, unless you miss a few spots by accident, then the coverage will be spotty of course. but box dye is basically fool proof. that's why hairdressers despise removing it from their client's hair, and advise against using it because it ruins your hair.

what kaia has here is nothing but her natural hair. she did not put brown dye on her hair. not even the best hair salons in paris could take her from honey blonde to her natural color in one day, in one session. no way. that is a corrective color service that requires time, patience, and more than one session. no good hairstylist would ever get their client to do a corrective color service like this in one day unless they're a crackpot trying to swindle their client for their money (cause it's the most expensive hair service, probably next to relaxers and perms. due to the time and effort it takes to undertake.)

this is what her hair looks like today. her hair has always had this coloring and had a bit of a slight natural auburn tinge. depending on the lighting you can see it more obviously than others. this is not a product of slapping brown dye on bleached blonde hair. demi gloss is not 100% opaque, it is transparent to a degree. so you would still be able to see her honey blonde underneath the dye. think of it like putting a mesh piece of cloth over your hand. you can still see your hand underneath, versus putting a piece of paper or cardstock over your hand (ie. permanent color). and from the selfies she posted, she got a 100% all over blonde, even the roots got bleached.

but anyway, here are the clearest pics from today i could find.

and two recent pics of her hair before she went blonde to compare, just so you guys can see the difference.

exactly the same shading, coloring, and natural auburn undertone peaking through. for her stylist to get her from honey blonde to this type of level 5 brunette with that natural auburn dimension would take HOURS of precision and high level mastery of their craft, color theory, and chemistry. and this simply did not happen. this is a fact that you can take to the bank and cash. there is no professional salon grade color line that would be able to do this, nor is there a stylist on planet earth that could bring her back to her 100% natural state with that specific auburn shine without multiple sessions. you wanna keep the integrity of the hair, so you do multiple sessions to ensure hair health.

as a hairdresser i just didn't appreciate seeing the discourse about her hair today, so i wanted to educate you guys. and i hope i did that well enough. im just simply debunking the notion she dyed her hair brown this quickly. come to whatever natural conclusion you want to extrapolate from that fact.

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endy-the-anxious · 1 year

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Jesus, you look shitty

Summary: Virgil goes to visit Remus again after years of not seeing him. Things.. don't really go well.

Word count: 2293

Characters: Remus, Virgil, Patton, Janus (mentioned)

Notes: This is inspired by the episode 'The Telescope' from Bojack Horseman.

Tagging: @lost-in-thought-20 @chituri

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Virgil sighed as he stood in front of the door that led to the dark side of the mind scape. He hadn’t been back here in so long. Ever since he left the dark sides, and Janus had followed him soon after, they’d both worked to keep the parts separate. It needed to be like that, for Thomas’ sake. Janus had told him that he’d tried to convince Remus to be less disturbing so he could join the light sides too, and that Remus had asked him to stay instead, but because they couldn’t reach an agreement, Janus left too.

Since then, Remus hadn’t shown himself, and while part of Virgil was glad that Thomas was now safe from his intrusive thoughts, another part of him was plagued with guilt for having abandoned his childhood friend. That guilt kept building up over time, and now, years later, he figured it was time to apologize for everything that had happened between them. If he could just make amends, maybe things would get better, and he wouldn’t have to deal with guilt all the time.

He didn’t want to go alone, though. He hadn’t seen Remus in so long. It would at least be extremely awkward, and he’d rather not be alone in a room with him. So, he’d brought Patton, who silently stood beside him, also looking rather nervous.

Virgil looked at him, and made eye contact for a moment, “..this is good, right? That we’re going to apologize?” he asked.

His friend nodded, “I mean, I think so, yeah. I learned that apologizing always makes things better,” he said, smiling a bit.

“..Right. Okay,” Virgil said as he gathered up some courage. He then raised his hand, and knocked on the door, and the pair waited for a response.

A few minutes later, the door opened, and there was Remus. Virgil remembered him always looking messy, but dear god, it had gotten so much worse. His hair was long and greasy.. When was the last time he’d washed it? His clothes were in a bad state too, all wrinkly and full of stains.

“..hey, Remus..” Virgil said, trying to keep his tone a bit nonchalant to mask his nervousness.

Surprisingly enough, a grin spread across Remus’ face, “Virgil! Jesus, you look shitty! Has life with the light sides not been as good as you’d hoped?” he joked.

From the corner of his eyes, the anxious side noticed Patton purse his lips together after hearing the comment, and he chuckled a little, unfortunately already feeling awkward, “Heh.. no, it’s been nice. You don’t look so good either, Rem,” he said, attempting to joke back.

And within a second after saying that, Remus’ smile disappeared, and his unblinking eyes met Virgil’s with a look so cold that he almost shivered.

“I’m dying.”

Virgil’s breath got stuck in his throat for a moment. Out of all the words Remus could’ve said, that was the last thing he expected.

“..oh,” he managed to bring out.

Remus stared at him a bit longer, before putting on a wide smile again, “Well, anyways. How nice of you two to visit after all these years! Come in! I’ll make you both something nice,” he said as he clapped his hands together. He gestured at Virgil and Patton to follow him, and then turned around and walked into his living space.

Virgil took a few seconds to calm down from his shock of seeing Remus act so strange. Stranger than usual, that is. He glanced at Patton, “..please don’t leave me alone with him,” he said quietly, and felt a little bit reassured when his friend nodded. They walked in together.

The inside of the place was even worse. It reeked with the smell of something dead. Maybe it was the plants in the room that looked like they hadn’t been watered in years, or maybe Remus actually had some dead animals hidden around here. Virgil repressed the urge to cover his mouth and nose with the sleeve of his hoodie.

“I was just about to make myself some food, so you can join if you want!” Remus’ voice echoed from the kitchen, “Just sit down at the table and I'll be there in a sec!”

The two light sides exchanged silent glances, and despite the fact that they both wanted to leave, they knew they couldn’t do that yet. Virgil had come here to apologize, and Patton had come with him for extra support. They couldn’t just leave without doing that. Especially not since Remus seemed quite happy to see them here. So, they sat down at the table.

A few minutes later, Remus came back with some bread and meat on plates, which he put down in front of them, “Bone apple teeth!” he said with a grin.

Patton looked at the food. It.. didn’t look appetizing at all, and.. was that mold? He felt like throwing up, and quickly decided to think of something else to forget about it. “..what a coincidence. We ate something like this yesterday-..” he said with a small smile.

“Well duh,” Remus chuckled, “I get all the scraps of food you throw away! Don’t worry. You’ll get used to the mold after a while.” he said as he sat down at the table too, opposite to the light sides.

Virgil stared at the food Remus had served him, and just like Patton, he was appalled by even the idea of eating it. He looked up and saw the intrusive side had already started eating, using his hands to shove the food in his mouth as if he hadn’t eaten for days. It actually made him feel nauseous, and he quickly covered his mouth with his hand, to hopefully keep himself from throwing up.

Noticing the movement, Remus looked up, and made eye contact with Virgil, “..what’s wrong, Virge?” he asked with his mouth full, “Do you need better cutlery?”

Confused by the question, the anxious side glanced at Patton for a second, “...uhh.. what..?” he asked.

“Because if you do-..” Remus continued, “I can always give you the knife you left in my back years ago!” he added, before laughing.

Virgil, not sure what else to do, awkwardly laughed along, “Heh.. r- right… walked right into that one. Who asks about cutlery..?” he mumbled.

It was silent for a moment, with the only sound being Remus’ eating. The tension was horrible, and neither light side knew what to do in this situation. They could’ve handled an angry Remus, perhaps. But this was very different from what they expected, and the last thing they wanted to do was make things worse.

Luckily, dinner was over rather quickly, and Remus stood up to collect the plates and bring them back to the kitchen, where he left them in the sink before joining the other sides again, who hadn’t moved from their seats at the table.

Breaking the tense silence, Remus clapped his hands, “Well! It was certainly nice to have you two over, but I'm sure you’d like to go back to your own place now. I won’t keep you here any longer.” he said, before turning around and walking to the door again, gesturing at Virgil and Patton to follow him.

Remus brought the light sides to the door and grinned as he opened it for them, “Again, nice seeing ya! I need to get some rest. Close the door behind you!” he said, before simply walking off and letting his visitors stand by the door, perplexed.

Virgil and Patton exchanged concerned looks, before the former spoke up, “..I don’t feel good just leaving him here..” he admitted.

The moral side nodded and agreed, “Me neither.. I had no idea it was this bad for him. The awful food, and.. he’s dying too..? I didn’t know we sides could even die-” he admitted.

Fidgeting with the zipper on the sleeve of his hoodie, Virgil thought about what to do, “..maybe I should go back in, alone.” he said. When Patton grabbed his hand and asked if he was sure, he nodded, “..I mean, I was the first one to leave him.. and I never came back or apologized. I need to do that. If he dies before I get the chance to-..” he cut himself off and looked down, “..I could never forgive myself..”

Patton squeezed his hand, “I understand.. but be safe, okay?” he said softly, though Virgil’s nod and reply didn’t exactly reassure him.

Putting on a brave face and walking back in alone was harder for Virgil than he thought it would be. But, he told himself, he was doing this for Remus. Inside, he made his way to Remus’ room, and knocked on the door before walking in, where he saw him sitting on his bed, leaning against the headrest with his eyes closed.

He seemed to not notice Virgil at first, which concerned him. You’d think one would hear the sound of someone entering their room, but apparently that wasn’t the case with Remus now.

Virgil stayed silent for a moment, looking at Remus. He coughed a little every once in a while, and.. some black smoke-like substance seemed to ooze right out of his skin with every cough, as if life was being sucked right out of him, slowly, and painfully.

The sight made Virgil’s blood run cold, as he realized that when Remus told him he was dying, he wasn’t exaggerating. He cleared his throat to get the other’s attention, and before he could even say anything, Remus’ eyes shot open, and he stared at Virgil with that same cold look he’d had before.

“Come to ruin my life some more, asshole?” he asked, any trace of niceness in his voice gone.

“I-.. no-” Virgil said, stumbling a little because he was once again caught off guard by Remus’ sudden change in demeanor. He fumbled with his hoodie strings for a second, trying to calm his nerves down before talking again. “Listen, I-... about what happened after I left-.. after Janus left-..” he started, “We.. we never meant for things to turn out this way..”

“So.. you’re apologizing?”

The anxious side nodded quickly, “Yes. I’m sorry, Remus..” he said, before smiling a little bit, Maybe, just maybe, they could be friends again, for a little while. Maybe.. he could save his old friend from death. But, Remus’ next words pulled him right out of his thoughts.

“Fuck off.”

Baffled, Virgil looked at him and stepped closer to try and reason with him, “Remus-.. I-.. I don’t think you understand me right now. I’m sorry.. you said you were dying and.. I can see it, and I’m so sorry. If you die, and I can’t at least make things better between us-.. I-”

Remus leaned forward a little and coughed again, “I said, Fuck. Off.” he repeated, keeping his voice low and threatening. “I’m not gonna forgive you just so you can feel better about your shitty self.” He reached out and grabbed Virgil by his collar, pulling him down to his eye level, “I want you to live. I want you to live knowing that there’s nothing you can do to make this better. I want you to live, knowing that you killed me.”

Virgil tried to pull away instinctively, but Remus was surprisingly strong for a dying person. “I-.. I-..” he said, terrified of what Remus might do to him now that they were alone. Was he going to take him down with him? After a few seconds, he registered what Remus had actually said, and he frowned, “M- me..? I- I’m not killing you!” he tried to defend himself “I- I just want to help!”

“Bullshit!” Remus shouted, which immediately resulted in him having a big of a coughing fit, causing him to let Virgil go. The intrusive side wheezed and gasped for air as his body secreted more black smoke. When he’d calmed down a bit, he looked up at Virgil and glared daggers at him. “I-.. I know it’s you. I can feel it. I helped you control your abilities, your room. Maybe you don’t realize it, but it’s you.” he said.

Having stepped back after Remus let him go, Virgil looked at Remus, “..so-.. if it’s me.. can’t I stop whatever i’m doing? Can’t I save you?” he asked quietly.

Remus leaned back and crossed his arms, “I don’t want to be saved. I don’t need you, or anyone else anymore, and I haven’t needed you for a long time.” he said coldly.

“You could’ve joined us, you know..?” Virgil said quietly, “When I left. When Janus left. He told me he offered you to join the light sides too, but you refused. Why?” he asked.

“..I never needed to be a light side. I was fine just being me,” Remus answered, looking away for a moment, “What I needed, was my friends. But you left me so you could become a light side. You both dropped me and forgot about me. Did you ever even consider you could’ve been a light side and my friend?” he asked before making eye contact again, “You care more about being a light side, than you ever cared about me, and I learned that a long time ago.”

Virgil let his arms drop to his sides as he listened to Remus, and while he didn’t want to admit it, he knew he was right. If he’d cared more, he would’ve visited sooner. Or.. he shouldn’t have left in the first place. It had been a mistake coming here, hadn’t it?

“I’m sorry..” he mumbled, turning around and hearing Remus reply to him one last time.

“No. You’re not. And now get out.”

..And Virgil did.

#sanders sides fanfiction #sanders sides fanfic #tss fanfic #tss fic #tss remus angst #tss remus #tss patton #tss virgil #ts remus #ts virgil #ts patton #remus angst #remus angst fanfiction #my posts #endy-fic #endy-fanfic #sanders sides #i wrote half of this fic months ago and the rest today lol #i hope it makes sense

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crackedpumpkin · 9 months

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“Chicken and croffles” I had flashbacks at that man. There’s this person I watch and they were telling their story of trying to rizz someone through food, and by rizz I mean they tried to impress an attractive waiter, but fumbled a bit and ordered chicken and waffles. He got so nervous they ordered the first thing he saw, which was chicken and waffles. How attractive was this waiter? So attractive that his friends literally had to warn them and also tried to clean him up a bit to look more presentable LMAO

Really liked this chapter!!! Love the sceneries and how Miles and “Ray Paynt” interacted!!!! Something about how you write feels real, like even in the little things with Miles’ “It’s a choice.” And when dragging him along to the cafe at an unexpected notice. Stop writing food so deliciously it’s nearly 8am for me and I’m wanting some nice fruit-ade or something!!! 😭/pos

From one Michael to another, MICHAEL STAHP WITH THE TOUCHING YOU’RE GONNA GET YOUR WILLYIAM CHOPPED OFF FR

omfg i felt that fr im not even kidding. what i would give to be on the receiving end of that starstruckness.... okay in all honesty I'd probably be that very dude dropping my utensils.

WAIT OKAY STORY TIME BECAUSE IVE GOT ONE OF MY OWN:

So i recently went to korea in june and i went with 2 other friends who went to queue up at the NIKE store in the morning for their customization stuff right? So I wake up later and i go grab a coffee first at this store my friend recommended because it's cheap + rly good.

As such, I casually stroll along the street with my earbuds in bc im cool and swag and feeling myself right? I finally find this coffee shop and step up to the counter to order, except what do i see?

A GORGEOUS, STUNNING GIRL MANNING THE CASHIER.

At this point i am in full blown panic. I have never met anyone so pretty in my life. Her hair was silky smooth and dyed a light platinum-ish shade, and her makeup was flawless. her skin? dewy like a morning glory in bloom. Her entire figure and being? goddesslike.

at this point i am sweating buckets just from the thought of talking to her. but it's fine, right? its just a cup of coffee. i can do this.

i then proceed to ABSOLUTELY FUMBLE MY WORDS.

I just wanted this pretty drink called a franobe guys. thats all i wanted. but i got so shy and she couldnt hear me saying franobe so she kept going 'ah, latte?' and guys. i almost died on the spot.

I repeated it like 2x before she got what i was trying to say. Quick PSA that i am not fluent in korean at all, and understand more than i can speak. she asks me something in korean and i just go 'ne?' with wideass eyes like id just seen my newborn child or some shit.

anyway i finally manage to pay and get my drink and i walk away with my head practically in my hands. up till this day i am paranoid she thinks im an idiot. this is my chicken and croffles story for all you guys out there.

also im straight but this is one of the rare exceptions i lost my composure fr. what can i say? im w e ak.

im really glad you liked this chapter !! if it's one trait i could've given my characters or reader oc its the endless funds to go cafe hopping. cafe hopping is so, so fun, but so, so expensive like goddamn let me live my main character life in peace fr....

it's euphoric to hear that you liked the little moments !! i enjoyed thinking through those and just going like ah yes, he would say this! i really love writing or thinking about the small moments that lead up to the big picture. (also @buthowboutno-spamming gave me such great advice regarding this, and i wouldnt have been able to flesh out my fic and vision if not for his advice)

michael deserves to get his dick chopped off fr. but it's okay!! I plan for all my characters to go through developmental arcs lmfao, ive gotten too attached to the two idiots to let go of their potential now :)

Go get some fruit-ade or make some yourself bro it's super easy super good. lmk if you want a recipe and im more than happy to provide~

#CPRambles

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curiouskinetic · 10 months

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1. WHAT IS YOUR NAME?: "Sora."

2. WHAT IS YOUR REAL NAME?: "Uh... Sora...? What, did you want my last name or something? I don't really use it."

3. DO YOU KNOW WHY YOU’RE CALLED THAT?: "My father once told me he'd named me after the color of my eyes... and he's from Inazuma, so... yeah."

4. ARE YOU SINGLE OR TAKEN?: "It's... it's complicated."

5. WHAT ARE YOUR POWERS AND ABILITIES?: "Well... there are a lot of things I can do, but I can't do all of them perfectly yet. Manipulating and creating water, changing the shape of my body, I can make stuff float... there are a few other things, but like I said-- I'm not that good at them currently. Maybe in a few hundred years I'll improve. I hope...."

6. WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES?: "Light blue."

7. HAVE YOU EVER DYED YOUR HAIR?: "Not intentionally. Having white hair it feels like just about everything in the world can stain it a different color. Grass, berries... uh... blood. Some things are harder to clean out than others." She sighed, lifting a hand and fiddling absently with a few loose strands of hair. "And then in the end it dyed itself. Kind of, anyways. The blue in my hair is a recent thing... but I won't get into it."

8. DO YOU HAVE ANY FAMILY MEMBERS?: She was silent for a few moments, casting her gaze downwards. These questions were starting to be a bit much. "Yes."

9. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?: "No, but I make friends with the local animals of just about anywhere I go. I think I'm close to meeting every stray cat in the world at this rate."

10. TELL ME ABOUT SOMETHING YOU DON’T LIKE: "When people I don't know think it's fun and cool to come up and try petting my ears or tail. I don't mind so much if they ask first, but the amount of grown adults that just touch me out of the blue... well, most don't try it a second time."

11. DO YOU HAVE ANY HOBBIES OR ACTIVITIES YOU DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME?: "Yes, of course! I enjoy painting and drawing, sometimes woodcarving and working with clay... I just really like making things. Let's see, I also like reading, sunbathing, swimming, fighting, spending time with my friends-- ah, I guess I'll stop there. It's a longer list than I expected."

12. HAVE YOU EVER HURT ANYONE BEFORE?: "Yes."

13. HAVE YOU EVER… KILLED ANYONE?: "Yes."

14. WHAT KIND OF ANIMAL ARE YOU?: She blinked, tail and ears wiggling as she gave the interviewer a look. "I'll give you three guesses."

15. NAME YOUR WORST HABITS: "Uh... I guess climbing on people's roofs? I know I shouldn't, but it's a lot of fun. I also have a habit of scratching things when I get restless. Usually trees, but I've ruined a couple of chairs and couches on accident before."

16. DO YOU LOOK UP TO ANYONE?: "Mhm, quite a few people, actually."

17. GAY, STRAIGHT, OR BISEXUAL?: "Uh, aren't there a lot more than just those three?" She tilted her head to the side. "... well, anyways, I'd say bisexual."

18. DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL?: "No, I've never gone to school before." She paused. "I... I've always wanted to, though."

19. DO YOU EVER WANT TO MARRY AND HAVE KIDS SOMEDAY?: "I... I guess? It sounds nice, but it all just seems so far off. My mother didn't do any of that until she was well over six thousand years old. I'd just hate to rush into something, you know?"

20. DO YOU HAVE ANY FANS?: "Fans? Like... people that like me but I don't really know them? I'm sure I have a few out there. I've even gotten a couple offerings before!"

21. WHAT ARE YOU MOST AFRAID OF?: "Uhm... I... no... no comment."

22. WHAT DO YOU USUALLY WEAR?: "This." Sora gestured to her outfit. "But it's not like the only clothing I own. I have lots of other outfits depending on the weather or where I'm going."

23. DO YOU LOVE SOMEONE?: "I'd say I love many someones."

24. WHAT CLASS ARE YOU?: "Uh... I'm sorry, I really don't know what you mean by this. Does this have to do with school or something? Those have classes, right?"

25. HOW MANY FRIENDS DO YOU HAVE?: "Many! And they're all wonderful!"

26. WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON PIE?: "Pie? What a weird question. It's fine-- pretty versatile, too. You can put just about anything in one."

27. FAVORITE DRINK?: "Milk!"

29. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE?: "It's really hard to choose, but I guess Liyue? It's my home, after all."

30. ARE YOU INTERESTED IN SOMEONE?: "Ehe... I-I mean... yeah..?"

31. WOULD YOU RATHER SWIM IN THE LAKE OR THE OCEAN?: "Both! They're both so fun to swim in! There's no way I could choose between them."

32. WHAT’S YOUR ‘TYPE’?: "Well, I've noticed a trend, and it's usually just, uh, tall."

33. ANY FETISHES?: "Alright, now that's just inappropriate."

35. CAMPING, OR INDOORS?: "I'd say both, but I do spend most of my time outside."

36. ARE YOU WAITING FOR THIS INTERVIEW TO BE OVER?: "Yes, your questions are getting weird."

tagged by: @mmriesoftvat ty!!

tagging: anyone else that hasn't done this yet fdsHJsfd

#v; wanderer #dash games #interviewer found dead in liyue--

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vampyrsutton · 1 year

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Fox!TodoXBunny!Deku~Mating Cycles

Summary:

Title says it all.

Ao3 Tags:

Mating Cycles/In Heat, Animal Traits, Bunny Midoriya Izuku, Fox Todoroki Shouto, Biting, Multiple Orgasms, Knotting, Fuck like Rabbits, RIP Todoroki's Dick, Kinktober 2020, They're in 2A now, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, RIP my search history, Mentioned Homophobia

Notes:

I used a Totem Animal and Meanings chart for everyone else btw because I didn’t want to be basic and repeat the same five animals over and over. Though Deku’s does kinda work still. Full charts will be linked above. ~~~ Deku: Rabbit-Fear, timidity, nervousness, humility, and rebirth MamaMidoriya: Lion-Family, strength, energy, courage, guardian, and protector Aizawa: Panther-Protection, hidden emotions, introspection, caution, and careful decisions Bakugou: Rooster-Vanity, likes to be showered with gifts and attention, early riser, settling for nothing less than the best All Might: Bull-Insight into the past, rushing into things without proper preparation Endeavor: Skunk-Reputation, presence, and strength Kirishima: Quail-Group work, team play, creator of harmony and group tolerance, protectiveness (especially towards children) Uraraka: Beaver-Determined, strong-willed, builder, overseer, protector Todoroki: Fox-Cunning, agility, quick-witted, diplomacy, wildness, shape-shifting, and invisibility

[The first incident was in Qing Qing City. An extraordinary child was born who radiated light. After that, reports to people with superpower popped up all across the globe. No one knew what was causing these quirks. Before long, the supernatural became the totally normal. Dreams a reality. The world became a superhuman society with about 80% of the population possessing some uncanny ability. Our streets look like scenes from comic books. A city swirled with chaos and confusion, a new profession dominated our collective consciousness. It was an age of heroes.]

Quirks weren’t the only new mutation to unlock, however. Zodiac signs and blood types became personality tests of the past as with the appearance of quirks came the appearance of animal characteristics that more often than not would line up with the person’s personality.

Like with all things in life, there were outliers or people whose quirk was just straight up animal things but more often than not, the animal lined up with their personality.

This means everyone in a household could end up the same or similar animals, mismatched, or everyone completely different.

No one knew what suddenly triggered these mutations as either, but scientists assume it’s linked to the quirk gene.

And then there was Izuku Midoriya.

Born a rabbit to a lioness mother, young Izuku was sure to have a quirk!

Right?

Well no, but actually yes?

It wouldn’t be his own anyway, but when his childhood hero approached him after saving him from almost dying trying to save his childhood bully and offered to give him his quirk; he sure as hell wasn’t going to say no.

“Eat this!” All Might declares loudly after plucking a hair from near his horns and offering it to Izuku.

“Huh?” Izuku questions brilliantly.

“OI, DEKU!” Bakugou yelled from behind him “MOVE IT! SOME OF US WANNA STUDY!”

Izuku jumped, green rabbit ears standing on end as he realized he was blocking the door leading up to the dorm rooms, too busy muttering to himself, lost in thought.

“Oh, sorry Kacchan and Kirishima!” He quickly apologized, moving aside for the two to get to the door.

Bakugou huffed, the red comb in his blonde hair flopping a bit with the exaggerated movement as Kirishima just grinned.

“No problem, bro. You good though? No one’s caught you muttering since Todoroki did something manly last month and you had a gay panic?” The black top knot peeking out of his hair bouncing as he tilted his head in concern.

“Tch, who cares what the nerd’s muttering about?” Bakugou tsked, even as he pulled Deku by the back of his uniform collar up the stairs after them. “Spill.”

Izuku flushed red as Kirishima’s reminder, but let out a squeak when Kacchan started dragging him, stumbled to get his uniform jacket off so he could follow normally. “Kacchan! I can walk!”

“I’ve known you since diapers, you’ll run.” Bakugou huffed, throwing Izuku onto the landing in front of him. “Now talk.”

The greenette huffed in return, ears twitching in annoyance. “I almost miss you not caring about me.”

“Yeah so do I, but you’re the one who insisted on the power of friendship bs so welcome to aggressive support. Now you’ve chilled to the point of only muttering when you’re really stressed so what’s going on, Deku?”

Izuku pouted, but sighed in defeat as he looked up at Kacchan.

Much like quirks themselves, every animal characteristic had their drawbacks. Bakugou’s nails grew stupidly fast into talons and he woke up with the sun no matter when he went to bed. Kirishima was easily distracted by shiny objects. Izuku himself was especially jumpy with sudden loud sounds and had hit his head on ceilings more than once, but the downside that stretched across all traits was mating cycle that started roughly a month after turning 16 then varied by species. At least pheromones weren’t a thing like in those fanfics Mina talked about.

Bakugou was still waiting for an answer while the bunny was lost in thought and furrowed his eyebrows when he noticed Deku had spaced off again.

“Oi, Deku! Hurry up before I stop caring!” Bakugou yelled with a small pop of explosions.

Izuku jumped, flushing red and looking away. “...I turned 16 three weeks ago.” He finally admitted.

Kirishima’s eyes widened as Bakugou just grew more pissed out of confusion. “Yeah? So? What about it?”

Right, Bakugou’s demisexual. The only people spared from this embarrassing time was those on the Ace spectrum. Though Demis usually joined the rest of the populace whenever they were in a relationship, something about chemicals in the brain setting it off. He just remembers hearing explosions one morning some time after Bakugou realized he liked Kirishima and the world’s weirdest confession. Koda was just all together safe and grateful.

“DAMMIT, SHITTY HAIR! STOP BEING FUCKING ADORABLE! YOU STARTED MY FUCKING MATING CYCLE, STUPID QUAIL!”

“...Did Bakubro just confess to Kirishima by announcing to the dorm he has a boner?” Kaminari had whispered to Shinsou as they peeked out of the blonde’s room to spy on the commotion, coyote ears pressed back at the loud noises.

“It’s too early for this shit.” Shinsou had sighed, cat tail puffed up behind him.

“COME TAKE RESPONSIBILITY, YOU BASTARD!”

“Can we get dinner after, Bakubabe?” Kirishima had been totally unfazed, grinning like an idiot.

“FUCK THAT! I’M MAKING YOU DINNER!”

“Awww! Bakuba-!” The door had closed at this point and everyone was suddenly very thankful the 2A rooms were soundproofed.

“Mating cycles usually start like a month after a person turns 16, Bakubabe.” Kirishima whispers helpfully, making the childhood friends turn red as Bakugou’s hands fell from their fight position.

“Oh…” was all Bakugou could think to say.

“Yeah…” Izuku muttered, hiding behind his ears.

Breeding like rabbits was a term for a reason. A slight breeze gave him a hard on on the best of days, but he’d also be a needy mess around the same time every month, and he was not ready to deal with that.

“...So were you trying to figure out how to tell Aizawa you’d need the week off or? Why were you muttering?” Bakugou had already committed to helping, and he was going to see it through even if he wanted to die discussing his childhood friend’s sex life with his own boyfriend standing next to him.

“No...I already told him and he tried to give The Talk before quickly giving up and calling Midnight in.”

“Oh my god!” Kirishima snickered, red faced as Bakugou was now cackling instead.

“Yes it was as horrible as it sounds.” Izuku was pouting now.

“I bet!” Kirishima laughed as they waited for Bakugou to stop laughing like he was a hyena instead of a rooster. “So what’s up then?”

Izuku turned red all over again but sighed, knowing he wasn’t getting out of this. “As her transition into talking about protection, she mentioned having someone there makes it easier, and now I can’t stop thinking about asking Shouto so I’m panicking.”

Bakugou sounded like he choked on his own spit as he continued cackling, facing away from the two, clearly done being helpful.

“I see. I don’t really know what to tell you since Bakubabe just dragged me to his room as a means of asking me out, but you guys are already dating. ...He’s older than you, right? Did you help with his?” Kirishima tried.

Izuku grimaced, “Endickvore made him go home, and wouldn’t let me even bring homework.”

“Right, forgot he was homophobic.” Kirishima sighs.

“And hates me, but that feeling’s mutual after what the skunk did to Sho in the past not to mention when he found out. I told him we should have used All Might’s lawyers when they were offered but nooooo.” The bunny grumbled, looking like he was considering murder now instead.

Kirishima remembers the state Todoroki came back to school in after Endeavor caught the two kissing and honestly? He’d probably help with that murder. That wasn’t the issue right now though.

“So you’re considering asking him? What’s the problem?” Kirishima asked, tilting his head.

Izuku flushed again and was getting really tired of doing that. “The problem is whether or not I should.” His ear twitched when he heard a door open, but he figured it was from the girls’ stairs on the other side of the wall.

“...Have you done it yet?”

Another blush, but a small nod.

“Do you want to?”

Izuku thought about it again and groaned, hiding once more. “God yes, but how do I even bring it up? ‘Hey, Sho. We’ve been for almost a year now and my cycle is coming up. Wanna see where the joke fuck like rabbits comes from?’”

A strange noise that sounded somewhere between a growl and someone cleaning a window came from the next landing up and they all turned to find Todoroki standing there with a very territorial look in his eyes. “God yes.”

In that moment Izuku looked like he wanted the floor to swallow him whole as he turned the same shade as half his boyfriend’s hair. Kirishima just scooched away from the rabbit, and Bakugou burst into another fit of cackling. The red head was beginning to worry about him.

“Sh-Sho! W-what are you d-doing here?” Izuku squeaked, ears standing on end.

Todoroki didn’t take his off Izuku, but titled his head in the directions of the other two as Bakugou held up his which had a text conversation with the fox. “Bakugou said you need something?”

“Kacchan!” Izuku yelled, mortified. “Why?!”

“Because -wheeze- You’d give yourself -wheeze- an ulcer before you decided otherwise.” Bakugou laughed, as he grabbed Kirishima by the tie and dragged him passed Todoroki. “You’re welcome!”

“”Lock up your All MIght merch ‘cause I’m taking it!” Izuku yelled back even as Bakugou’s wing door closed, leaving him alone with Todoroki who was still looking at him like prey.

“I was wondering if you were going to ask me since we couldn’t spend mine together.” Todoroki spoke as he joined Izuku on the lower landing.

“W-what?” Izuku stuttered, back to shy now that Todoroki was in his space.

“You turned 16 three weeks and two days ago.” Todoroki hummed like that answered everything.

“Y-yeah I did. I should start my first cycle in the next few days.” The greenette fidgeted.

“Father can’t call me home this time. Would you like my help, Izuku?” Todoroki asked, petting one of the long bunny ears that was drooping slightly in front of his face.

Izuku shivered as his ear was touched, spacing out a bit before the question sank in. “Shoooo! Stop trying to distract me!” He pouted, lightly smacking his smirking boyfriend’s hand away.

Todoroki just waited patiently for his answer and eventually Izuku sighed, looking down again with another flush of color. “...Only if you want to.”

“Izuku, I almost burned the house down when you brought my homework and Father wouldn’t even let you in the foyer. Literally if it weren’t for the sprinkler systems from after Touya’s ‘death’, the house would’ve been gone again.” Todoroki chuckled, “I would love to help you.”

“...Is that where he got the new scar on his chin from?” Izuku sighed.

Todoroki shrugged. “He won’t be calling me home next winter.”

Izuku smiled softly, standing on his toes slightly to kiss the dual-haired boy on the cheek. “Have I told you how much I love you standing up to the trash can?”

“Every time I do. Now is that a yes?” Shouto smiled, kissing his bunny’s nose.

Izuku grinned, nodding eagerly. “Please, Sho?”

“Anytime, Izu.”

~~~

“SENSEI! DEKU COLLAPSED!” Uraraka called out a few days later during training, glad she was able to touch him before he hit the ground and possibly his head.

Aizawa swung down to the training grounds at the same time a panicked Todoroki skidded over his ice.

“Good catch, Uraraka. Let me get a look at him.” Aizawa hummed, crouching next to the panting rabbit as Todoroki kneeled on the other side. “Todoroki, I assume you know what’s wrong since you don’t normally skate over every time the problem child gets hurt?”

“He turned 16 a month ago. It’s his first mating cycle.” Todoroki responds bluntly, petting fluffy green hair and smiling when his bunny nuzzled into his touch.

Aizawa sighs, glancing at blushing Uraraka who was still in earshot. “As blunt as ever. Did you two already discuss this?”

“Yes. Bakugou texted me when they were in the stairway because Izuku he was overthinking whether or not to ask me if I, and I quote, ‘Wanna see where the joke fuck like rabbits comes from?’”

Aizawa’s sigh turned suffering. “They’ve taught you to use air quotes, but no one has taught you what a filter is. What did he say?”

“Oh those were Izuku’s words,” Todoroki clarified.

“Jesus fucking- Just go!” Aizawa groaned, completely done with his job as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “You’re both excused for the week. You two. Just stop talking.”

Todoroki nodded as he picked up Izuku bridal style and carried him to the doors. “Uraraka’s floating away by the way.”

Aizawa turned around and looked up to find a steaming red Uraraka curled in a ball and floating out of the training grounds. ‘I’m talking with his therapist, I swear to god he needs a filter.’

~~~

‘Why is it so hot?’ Izuku groaned as he started waking up, already working on stripping without thinking about it. ‘Mmm. This bed is soft...Wait why am I in bed? I was fighting Uraraka? Did she knock me out?’

The greenette opens his eyes slowly, adjusting to the light and realizing he’s not in Recovery Girl’s office or his room, but Todoroki’s.

‘Passed out, feel hot, in Todoroki’s room.’ Izuku makes a mental inventory before looking down at himself and seeing the tent in his boxers. “Great,” he sighs.

“Oh, you’re awake?” Todoroki hums, turning around in his desk chair. “How are you feeling?”

“Literally hot and bothered.” Izuku breathes out a laugh, turning on his side and nuzzling into Todoroki’s pillow, breathing in his scent of campfire in winter. “How is your bed so soft? It’s literally a slab on the floor.”

Todoroki chuckles. “Same way I got your limited edition All Might sheets. Father’s credit card.”

Izuku smirked up at his boyfriend. “Have I mentioned I love you?”

“I mean you’ve been asleep for about an hour so you are a bit behind.” Todoroki smirks back.

Izuku rolls his eyes as he tries to sit up only to fall back with a groan. “Shoutooo~”

Todoroki’s pupils slit at the sound and he lets out another strange strangled growl. “Starting up?”

Normally green eyes, now swallowed by pupil, meet his heterochromatic ones. “Yesss. God, I feel hot. Sho, are you sure you wanna help? ‘Cause everything in me is screaming not to let you out of this room until I’m full of kits I can’t even have and-” Izuku winces, fighting his boxers off, the fabric suddenly too rough for his overly sensitive skin. “-and I can’t find a reason to argue, so last chance to either kick me out or run though I’d probably catch up.”

Todoroki groans at the thoughts, head resting in his arms he has crossed over the back of the chair. “I definitely can’t argue either. Yes, Izuku, I’ll help you, and while the thought of you chasing me and taking what you want is rather appealing. You’d have to kick me out of this room to get me out.”

“Glad we’re in agreement, Sho-Ooo~!” Izuku had reached down to try and relieve some of the ache and god was he sensitive. “Get over here.”

Todoroki didn’t need to be told twice as he dug in his drawer for the lube, but that didn’t stop him from teasing the greenette. “Where’s my usually shy bunny that I have to kiss out from behind his ears?” He hummed, almost dropping the lube at the new sight that greeted him.

In the few seconds it took Todoroki to look for the lube, Izuku had moved on all fours, face pressed into Todoroki’s pillow and ass in the air as he strokes himself with a spit lubed hand, whining as he makes grabby hands with his unoccupied one. “Get down here. Want your knot.”

Another strange sound makes its way out of Todoroki’s throat as he takes the few steps over to kneel behind Izuku and shoo the bunny’s hand away from touching himself. “Mine.”

Izuku whines at the loss of contact but instinctively spreads his legs further to present himself. “Shoooo~ Hurry! Hurts!”

Todoroki smiles lightly, leaning over the greenette to kiss his cheek before nipping at one of the pressed back rabbit ears, earning a moan. “I’ve got you Izu, don’t worry.” He assured, uncapping the lube and spreading it around his fingers.

“HurrY! AHhHH! Shoooo~!” Izuku moaned as Shouto slipped a finger in, moving it in and out slowly to start opening him up.

Izuku moaned, rutting back against the finger as he gripped Todoroki’s bedding, letting out a small squeak when a second was added. “Shoooo~ Sho, please~ Please let me touch myself please!” He begged, whimpering pathetically for sympathy.

Todoroki let out another possessive noise, but relented. “Only because I looked up what you meant by fuck like rabbits not being a joke, and would much rather survive the week.”

Izuku flushed darker than he already was. “You what?! Oh goOod-Ah there!”

Todoroki had found the greenette’s prostate and made sure to at the very least brush it with each thrust of fingers. “Yeah. I thought knotting traits had a lot of porn, but you guys have a lot .”

Izuku was back to trying to relieve the ache into his hand, but was hiding his face in the fox’s pillow. “Please, shut up!”

“Hey, no need to hide. Now I know to let you come as many times as you need.” Todoroki smirked into Izuku’s ear with a purring sound before nipping at it again, knowing how much the smaller boy likes it.

He’s proven right by the full body shudder that rips through his bunny as his hand speeds up. “M-more~”

Todoroki adds a third finger, smirking once more at the noise this draws out before nipping at various places along his bunny’s body, paying special attention to his neck and rabbit ears. “So cute for me, Izu.”

A particularly rough bite to his neck has Izuku crying out and coming into his hand, hips still rutting back onto the fox’s fingers. “Please, Shooo! Please! Fuck me already! Please!”

Todoroki lets out his possessive growl again at his bunny’s sweet begging as he pulls out his fingers, giving a calming yip in response to his bunny whining at the loss. “Shhh, Izu. I got you.” He gets out of his own boxers now as he lubes up his own already hard cock, positioning the tip at Izuku’s entrance. "Ready?”

“Yes! God, yes! Please, please, please. Just fuck me already~!” Izuku whined.

Todoroki gives an odd purring noise as he sinks into the smaller slowly, choking on air when Izuku makes a disgruntled noise and with a quick thrust back, the fox finds himself balls deep in his bunny and moaning. “Shit, Izuku. Patience, bunny.”

This gets him a sharp look over Izuku’s shoulder and Todoroki suddenly feels that was the wrong choice of words before Izuku is awkwardly trying to fuck himself back on Todoroki’s cock. “You did the research. Hurry~!” Izuku whines.

Todoroki holds onto Izuku’s hips to brace himself and gain some control of the situation before he starts up a fast pace, hoping it will be enough for the eager bunny.

He’s guessing it is based on the little squeaks and moans Izuku is making as the greenette returns to stroking himself. “MmmAHhhh~! ShooOoo~! Harder!”

Or maybe not.

Todoroki picked up speed, trying to follow his Izuku’s wishes as he slammed into the bunny’s prostate repeatedly, drawing out sweet moans until the greenette was eventually spilling into his hand once more. “Shoooo~! Cum inside, please Sho!”

Sho groaned, rhythm stuttering as he leans forward and bites into Izuku’s shoulder. The action cause Izuku to clench around Todoroki’s knot and lock it in place as he cums hard into his bunny. “Izuuuu.”

“Shoooo,” Izuku moans lowly as he’s filled. Happy rabbit noises leave him as he’s filled, and he goes slack against the blankets.

Todoroki half collapses on top of Izuku, but manages to maneuver them onto their sides to cuddle while they wait for his knot to go down. “Better?”

Izuku hums happily, nodding in contentment as he snuggles back against his fox. “Yeah. Thank you.”

“Anytime, Izu.” Todoroki yawns, kissing the back of the greenette’s head as he begins to drift off. He’s very nearly asleep too roughly fifteen minutes later when he feels squirming and hears another whimper. ‘There’s no way.’

Todoroki peaks open an eye. “Izu?”

He watches as the back of Izuku’s neck flush red in embarrassment. “...It’s back.”

Dual colored eyes snap open in shock. “How?”

“Can we go again?”

~~~1 week later~~~

“Deku! You’re back! Are you okay?” Uraraka was one of the first people to welcome him back as he stepped into class the first day after his cycle, he beaver ears twitching happily and tail thumping a little.

“Uh, yeah. Heh, yeah I’m fine. Thanks.” Izuku flushed, looking at the ground.

“Where Todoroki, kero?” Tsuyu asked with a tilt of her head.

Izuku’s scrambling for an excuse when Kaminari yells. “Did you suck the soul outta him, man?” The blonde laughing, fully resembling his traits in that moment, even as Shinsou thumps him on the back of the head.

Steam rises from Izuku’s face as he turns around and walks back out. Maybe he can wait another day.

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Chapter 2 - Interview

I tapped my feet a bit while waiting patiently. I was brought to a waiting room at one of the labs after Auntie Harper found me and Silva. I wonder if Silva is going to be upset with me for not hurrying. She didn't want to get caught by Harper.

I just stared around at the room I was in. It's a white room. Bright, enameled paneling lined the ground. Easy to clean and looked nice. The ceiling has similar paneling to the ground, but some of the panels were a bit different. An electrical charge being linked to it caused the panels to glow and produce light. This type of lighting was common in the whole of the HQ.

There's a few chairs in here, but I'm the only one sitting and waiting. There are two doors. One of them links to the hallway I was guided through to enter this room. The other door led to one of the testing areas.

In the corner of the room is a screen. It's a standard liquid crystal display, but it's an older model so the body of it was a bit bulkier. Newer model are slim and sleek, easy to mount, and don't break very often. This one seemed in good condition. The picture quality was clear and the sound coming from the speakers were easy to understand. Not distortion at all.

[Thanks to the efforts of our local Vault Breakers, another important discovery has been made. Following in the footsteps of the great 60th Chief, the 61st Chief, Harper Dirge, has found recording devices from a recent foray into a Class 3 Vault. She and her personal guard had spent two weeks inside and returned with no casualties. The tech brought back seems to be able to be reverse engineered to give us new light on the purpose of the Vaults. "It'll be a few months before the tech will be implemented," says R&D Commander Varun Dirge. "We have also collected various records from the same Vault that we hope to be able to full study." Now we just hope that more enlightening information comes in future updates. Thank you for your time. I've been Lillian Moss from Igneol Broadcasting Channel 4 News. Stay strong, Domain!]

The outro played before product advertisements began to follow. But what was that about Auntie Harper? She just got back from a two week deployment?

"Geez, Auntie really is the best out there, huh?"

"Well she did learn everything she could from nana."

I turned around to see Silva closing the door behind her as she entered the waiting room. I didn't even hear her come in. She's always been like that, though. I wonder if she's trying to join the Scout corps?

Just kidding. Her dream has always been to join R&D.

"She didn't scold you too much, did she?"

"Oh I definitely got an earful. Every time I'm scolded, I'm just thankful she's my Auntie and not my mom. I'd probably be all worked up all the time like she is if I had to put up with that at home."

"Yeah, I can see that. I don't see her very much so her scoldings are rare. Seems like she let you stay, though. She on board with you enlisting?"

"She kind of just relented. Dad came in to save me from the "Fireball" and talked her down a bit. In the end, she said that if I can prove through the testing that I can join, then it's fine. After that, I just came right over here. Testing should be starting soon."

"Nervous?"

"Yeah, I am. I'm not very strong. But I don't want to fight, anyway. I want to join dad in the R&D corp. If I can prove that I'd useful there, then I can enlist."

I'm really proud of Silva. She was just a bit older than me, but was often picked on and excluded for being smaller and weaker than others. She has long, beautiful hair that seemed to make other girls jealous, too. They'd often throw paints at her to ruin the color. One day, she dyed it all blue and yelled at the girls. She told them there wasn't anything to be jealous and mean about anymore. She was laughed off, but all of us in the family saw it as the first time she fought back. That blue hair because her signature style and frequently touched up the color with dye. Ever since she found that courage, she studied and worked hard to learn what it took to join the Vault Breakers. Being her father's daughter, it was natural that she'd pick up whatever her dad taught.

"You're gonna make it, you know? Not a single person in the family thinks you're not capable."

"Yeah? Well I guess I gotta live up to that then, huh?"

"Yup! Live up to our expectations! You owe us!

"Oh, I owe you for believing in me, now?"

I missed our back and forths. Silva was shy, but she lit up when we'd talk and play as kids. Neither of us have siblings, but she was just like my big sister.

The door to the lab area creaked open and a tall, tired man came into the room, closing the door behind him. He had a clipboard with various documents. He flipped through a few pages and then looked up at us.

"Ymir Sorenson and Silva Dirge. Legacy applicants, yeah?"

He looked at us with a cocked eyebrow. I don't have any idea what kind of opinion he had of us. Our families were famous in this place, but it's not like everyone in our bloodlines was some monster of a soldier. Both Silva and I lack any of the intimidation or coolness that Auntie Harper or Gajjet had. I wasn't really anything like my father or grandfather, either.

"Well let's see if you're up to snuff. We're going to move to another room in the labs. I'll walk you through the legal paperwork and what to expect from our testing. Oh, and I'm Dr. Clive Earnest. Nice to meet the two of you."

Dr. Clive nodded his head like a tiny, informal bow as he greeted us. Then he just opened the door to the lab area and gestured for Silva and I to go inside. So we did.

The hallway we entered wasn't as bright and inviting as the waiting room. It was a narrow path over dark steel panels and steel framework for walls. The lighting was a series of old lightbulbs. That type of lighting was only commonly used in poorer homes since they were cheap to produce.

Through the hall was a doorway that lacked any door. It was just a passage through to a large section of the lab. We passed through with Dr. Clive following behind. Stepping into the lab was exhilarating.

The room before me was massive. High ceiling and long walled areas to allow plenty of room for all sorts of machines. As I walked into the room, my eyes were drawn to a work station at the back left side of the room. Different guns were being disassembled, tuned, and reassembled by a few diligent workers. I recognized something on the work station.

A Mk.6 Caliburn. I heard stories about how Gajjet used one of those when she was trailblazing through Vaults. It's a heavy gun, fires heavy rounds, and has an imposing black steel finish. The model over there wasn't my nana's gun. But it was the same kind of thing.

"Hurry the hell up, Ymir! You always stare at things and get left behind."

Silva grabbed my hand and started pulling me along. She was right. I did have a bad habit like that. Hopefully that doesn't hurt my scores in the test.

"Yeah, yeah! Geez! I'm coming!"

We hurried along to a room in another corner of the lab. It seems like there are a few private offices over here. Some were reserved for officers, others reserved for the testing. We went to an unmarked room, but not after passing some of the others. We saw the plaque for Uncle Varun's office, but his curtains were pulled so it wasn't possible to see into the office. Knowing him, he's hiding a catastrophic mess inside there and would be embarrassed to show it.

"Both of you, please take a seat in this office here."

Dr. Clive unlocked a room with a keycard and opened the door. There were two chairs with felt seats in front of a desk. Behind the desk was a nice faux-leather desk chair.

I followed Silva into the room. We each took a seat. I was on the right, she took the left. Dr. Clive sat down in the single desk chair and began to open up drawers in the desk. After a few, I saw two stacks of documents assembled and presented to my cousin and I.

"Start by reading the liability contracts. Once you understand them, I'll collect your signatures. Then we'll fill out the personal information documents."

I started the slog of reading through the contract. A lot of your standard clauses existed. We'd sign as proof that we're consenting to the tests. They possess a risk of physical harm at times, but the safety precautions were actually very detailed. In the event of physical harm, I won't take action against the Vault Break HQ. I would also be awarded compensation for medical expenses and given personal treatment by the Medic corps if I so wished.

I continued to read. As I reached the end, I nodded to myself and resolved to sign the consent form. I looked to Silva. A cold sweat was forming on her brow. The anxiety was clearly getting to her right now. I know Silva wasn't too strong and she was already worried about the testing. Even if she was just here to study tech and join her dad's team, but she still had to go through the formalities.

"Hey, I know you can do this. Even if it's hard, I'm gonna be here too. We're gonna pass together. Okay?"

"… Yeah. If you're going to be here and you believe in me like that, then I can do this too. Yeah…"

We both were resolved now. I trusted her to have my back, too, but I wasn't going to mention it. I didn't want her to feel any extra pressure. I know she was resolved, though.

"Then if you're both ready, please sign here."

I was presented the consent form. I signed it. Ymir Sorenson.

Silva signed hers after watching me. Silva Dirge.

"Thank you. Now, let's go over the personal information. We'll begin with simple stuff. After that, I'll interview you both."

We received the next set of documents and started to fill out the blank area.

[YMIR SORENSON] [AGE: 19] [BLOOD TYPE: B-]

[HEIGHT: 68 INCHES] [WEIGHT: 136 LBS]

[EDUCATION: SECONDARY SCHOOL, GENERAL EDUCATION]

[WORK HISTORY: WAREHOUSE ASSISTANT, DELIVERY DRIVER]

[CHARACTER REFERENCE: ?]

"Excuse me, but how should I fill out this part?"

I pointed at the section for "character references" and asked this question. Dr. Clive looked at it and nodded.

"Ah, well you're both legacies. We have a bit of preferential treatment to the family of our officers. The Dirge family and Sorenson family are long-standing and both have served the Vault Breakers. Just put the names of any family currently serving as Vault Breakers and we'll just be doing a short interview with them a short time later. As long as they don't refuse you to join, we'll take that as enough."

So we were going to get special treatment because of Auntie and Uncle? I guess I can't complain about that, but I don't love it. I wanted to really earn this.

"Well I'll put down Varun and Harper then. Silva, same for you?"

"Yeah, they're the only ones in our family currently serving."

"Then let's do that."

[CHARACTER REFERENCE: HARPER DIRGE, VARUN DIRGE]

I filled out the rest of the info to the best of my ability. It was just simple things like my address and and some contact info for immediate family. I gave them Harper's contact info since my mom couldn't speak. She wouldn't be able to talk on a comm system.

Silva gave Varun's info. He was probably the best for that. He did his research here and was a Commander to boot.

"Very well. Then let's talk about why you're enlisting. I'll be jotting down notes for reference. Let's start with Miss Silva. Please tell me your reasons."

I watched her lips quiver a bit. I don't think she was expecting to go first. If Dr. Clive was testing her nerves, then perhaps the test had already begun.

"My father, Varun Dirge, is an inspiration to me, sir. As far back as I can remember, I was with my father in his workshop at home trying to watch and learn from him. I may not be fit for battle, but I want to follow my father. So my goal is become part of my father's team in the R&D corp."

"That's very admirable. But just so you know, Commander Varun doesn't have a regular team. He only ever takes on two assistants here and instead delegates tasks to other teams in his corp. He also works most closely with Chief Harper. You intend to rise up in the field to the level of assisting our top brass, then?"

"Yes, sir. I've known about that from the beginning. I won't join my father right away. I will join the corpS and prove that I'm an asset to everyone."

"Thank you very much, Miss Silva. Now, Mr. Ymir, please tell me your reasoning for joining."

It was time for me. I didn't feel too many nerves in this test so far. Not even many now. So I looked Dr. Clive in the eyes and told him my reasons.

"I grew up hearing stories about my nana. Gajjet Dirge, the Hellion of Igneol Domain. She's a legend that won't be forgotten. I want to reach her heights."

"So you want to be like the Hellion? She was trained by Yorrick Bartman himself. Not a single Vault Breaker on the continent can hold a candle to those two."

"Yes, sir. I want to follow her path. But I don't want to just follow. I want to surpass Gajjet Dirge."

"…"

A moment of silence took over. I didn't know what Dr. Clive was thinking. Only that whatever it was, he began to grow a serious demeanor. He'd been lax and friendly til now.

"So do you know what the Hellion's greatest feat was?"

"The knowledge she retrieved and used to advance our understanding of the Vaults, right?"

"She escaped a Class 5 Vault."

"What do you mean? Something like that has never been found."

"Yorrick Bartman died in that Vault. He saved Gajjet Dirge and a young woman."

"A young woman…? You mean… mom?"

"That's right. She never told you that she was pulled out of a place like that?"

"Not exactly. She said it was Class 3. Wait, what do you mean a Class 5? Doesn't that mean my mom was surviving somewhere like that?"

"I think you need to somehow get her to tell you. I've read all the files that the last R&D Commander left on the topic. But we don't know what your mother went through. Only she can really fill you in."

"…"

Mom was found in a Class 5 Vault? Isn't that some place that's so terrifyingly dangerous that creatures have never been recorded? Aren't they supposedly strong enough to break out on their own? Why haven't I heard that a place like that exists?

"I can tell you this. It's not a secret in the R&D corps. We just have a policy that we don't talk to the media. We leave all that to the Commander. So don't go talking about this with the people who don't need to know."

"Yeah, I can do that."

Silva was silent for a few seconds, but then responded the same. She hadn't made any comments so far. I wonder what she thought about this stuff.

"So Gajjet Dirge, Yorrick Bartman, and a C-Ranker Scout called Carlyle were tasked with breaking into a Class 3 Vault. An initial entry brought back a report of very little aberration activity, but the ones that were encountered were tough. They were of a type we hadn't yet identified. The crew wasn't supposed to take too long with the job since Gajjet was one of our up-and-coming elites. She hadn't met a Vault she wasn't able to learn about and conquer. From her own report, it took about three days to reach the heart of the place. That's when they discovered your mother. After rescuing her, they seemed to have triggered a defense system. The three of them took six more days to fight through the swarms of unknown enemies. They made it to the blast doors and I think we all know the rest."

"So what was going on in that Vault?"

"We later tried doing some more investigations, but we discovered that something about the Vault changed. Now, even at the safest levels of the Vault, those aberrations were swarming. Multiple parties were dispatched, but there were too many casualties so we pulled out from the investigation. It wasn't until some started escaping that we had to act with urgency. An elite Runner team dispatched the escapees and a Breaker team was sent to seal the Vault. Since that day and even now, we have it under surveillance. We refuse to allow media anywhere near it. Because of the level of power those things have and how tenacious they are with trying to escape, we had to classify it as the first Class 5 Vault in history."

"So Gajjet made it all the way through that place and still escaped? That's where they found mom?"

"Yeah. But your mom couldn't tell us about it. She didn't have the clearest memory. Even after she learned to communicate through writing, she told us only about the same as what Gajjet reported. And only the last couple days or so of the escape."

"I don't know what she'll tell me, but I'll try to talk about it when I see her."

"Maybe you'll learn something nobody else could."

"Yeah…"

Mom. What have you been through?

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