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your-local-simp-writers · 22 days

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Starlight Symphony

Word Count: 676

Warnings: None

Headcanons: Sora x Fem!Reader ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

In the heart of the world that never was, where light and darkness blend into a twilight of possibilities, Sora found a companion unlike any other—a friend, a confidant, a partner in every adventure. She was a beacon in the ever-shifting shadows, her laughter a melody that could cut through the deepest gloom.

Their bond was unique, woven from countless shared moments and small acts of tenderness. Whether it was the first bite of a sea-salt ice cream under the radiant skies of Destiny Islands or the last piece of a star-shaped fruit as they watched the sunset from the clock tower in Twilight Town, Sora always insisted she taste the magic first. It was his unspoken vow, a promise of shared experiences and a life intertwined.

And then there were the kisses—soft, affectionate pecks on the tip of the nose that spoke a language of their own. Whether given or received, each was a whisper of affection, a fleeting touch that said more than words ever could. In these gentle exchanges, they found comfort and a reminder of the love that guided them through every battle.

"Sometimes, I wonder what lies beyond even the stars," Sora mused, his gaze lost in the celestial sea above.

She smiled, her eyes reflecting the starlight. "Wherever it is, I'm sure it's filled with new friends and adventures. Just like the worlds we've visited."

Sora chuckled, turning to her with a soft expression. "You're right. As long as we're together, there's no limit to the skies we can explore."

"Have you ever thought about what it means to share a paopu fruit?" Sora asked, his voice a soft murmur against the backdrop of the universe's vast expanse.

She turned to him, her eyes curious. "Isn't it meant to intertwine our destinies forever?"

He nodded, his spiky hair catching the starlight. "Yeah, but it's more than that. It's about sharing everything—the good times, the tough battles, and even the quiet moments like this."

A comfortable silence settled between them, filled with the unspoken understanding that had grown over their journey. It was a bond forged not just in the heat of battle but in the peace that followed.

Suddenly, a meteor streaked across the sky, its tail a blaze of glory that momentarily lit up the night. "Make a wish," she whispered, squeezing his hand.

Sora closed his eyes, a smile playing on his lips. "Done. What about you?"

"I wished that no matter where we go, we'll always find our way back to each other," she confessed, her voice barely audible.

Opening his eyes, Sora leaned in, his breath warm on her cheek. "That's not just a wish. It's a promise," he said, sealing it with a gentle kiss on her forehead. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a paopu fruit, its star-like shape glistening in the dimming light. "Here, you should have the first bite," he offered, holding it out to her.

With a gentle nod, she accepted, taking a small bite. The sweetness of the fruit seemed to encapsulate their shared journey—a blend of joy, challenges, and unspoken promises.

"Thank you, Sora," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "For sharing this moment, for sharing your heart."

He grinned, his eyes crinkling with delight. "And thank you for always being my guiding star." Leaning forward, he placed a tender kiss on the tip of her nose, a gesture that felt as natural as the bond they shared.

She laughed, a sound that danced with the wind, and returned the gesture, her lips brushing against his nose. "I guess we're just two stars drawn together, aren't we?"

"In every way," Sora agreed, his hand finding hers.

They stood up, hands still clasped, as they prepared to return to the Gummi Ship. "Ready to explore more worlds?" Sora asked, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Always," she replied, her heart full of anticipation for the adventures that awaited them, knowing that whatever worlds they would discover, their shared moments would be the true treasures they would cherish forever.

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goldensunset · 5 months

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people who go through the main tags of big and tumultuous fandoms looking for new fresh good posts to reblog are essential to any circle. they’re like true hunter gatherers leaving the safety of settlement and braving the unknown wilderness to find food for the flock. they risk their lives every day and will come back with a few scratches at best and severe psychological damage at worst

#peach rambles #hall of fame i guess #i love hearing everyone share their stories in the comments. me personally? this is about kingdom hearts #usually the main culprit is disdain and dusty old misogynistic takes for kairi (the main girl)#there's x reader occasionally #cursed content with random disney characters #or people who complain about how much the series has expanded #that don't understand that over half the story is contained in the so-called 'side games'#or just generally dusty takes that have been disproven already

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z3rinn · 7 months

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If I had a nickel for everytime Mickey Mouse showed up in one of my favorite games I'd have 2 nickels. Which isn't a lot but its weird that it happened twice right?

AND THEYRE IN THE SAME POSE!?!? AAAAAAA-

#twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #kingdom hearts #kingdom hearts x reader #kh sora #kh mickey #twst mickey #mickey mouse #kh #zerins talk show !!#kh x twst

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lxvvie · 3 days

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Sometimes, Simon tells you he loves you without saying it at all.

He shows it in his vigilance, reminding you in his straightforward, gruff way to take care of yourself, especially when he’s gone.

You see it in his eyes, eyes that never leave yours, dark and somber and passionate just the same, clear eyes that tell a thousand stories, each scarier and more magnificent than the last, but still they remain fixated on you.

You hear it in his voice, distant and tired yet powerful, when he calls you during a prolonged deployment, yearning to hear your voice, and asks you what the sky looks like.

You tell him, he tells you, and you two fall in love again in the ambient silence, looking at a different sky.

The same sky.

And it’s like he never left you at all.

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty modern lovefare.#simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #call of duty x reader #call of duty x you #cod x reader #cod x you #x black reader #x poc reader #x plus size reader #task force 141 #2queued4u.#don’t play Kingdom Hearts when you’re in your feels y’all. lol.

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animesmolbean · 26 days

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Guardian of Light

Author's Note: This is the male verison of Chapter 1.

Hope you enjoy it! ♥️

〰️

Dreams are messages from the deep.

“My planet, Arrakis, is so beautiful when the sun is low. Rolling over the sands… You can see spice in the air. At nightfall, the spice harvesters land.

The outsiders and their army of demons race against time to avoid the heat of the day. They ravaged our lands in front of our eyes. Their cruelty to my people is all I've known.

These outsiders, The Harkonnens, came long before I was born. But their demon army only came recently with them.

By controlling the spice production, they become obscenely rich. Richer than the Emperor himself.

Our warriors couldn't free Arrakis from the Harkonnens, or the demons that lurk in the shadows, but one day, by the imperial decree, they were gone.

Why did the Emperor choose this path? And who will our next oppressors be?”

Chapter 1: Accepting a Deal

Year 10191

CALADAN, Homeworld of House Atreides

“I've been having these weird thoughts lately. Like, is any of this for real… or not?”

A (straight/curly/wavy) (hair color) boy slowly woke up. The soft glow from his light in his room, ridding him of any feeling of sleep.

He sat up, running his fingers through his hair. He looked around, seeing the familiar room he was given when he was a kid.

“It was… just a dream.” He whispered.

〰️

Meanwhile, a young boy was lying on a bed, shirtless, half awake, and half asleep as he dreamed. He was dreaming about a certain (hair color) haired boy. His beautiful best friend, the boy who is always the light of his life, (Your Name).

Though there was someone else with him, another girl that wore the same outfit as (Your Name). The boy didn't know who this was. He could only see the side of her face.

The boy's hazel green eyes opened, groaning softly, sitting up as the light shined against his shirtless form.

〰️

The same young boy was now at a dining table, in deep thought as he ate his food.

“It's good you're up early. I just wish (Your Name) could be too.” An older woman spoke at the end of the table.

〰️

(Your Name) stood outside, in a loose gray long sleeve, baggy black Capri pants, and his boots were off, placed by a rock.

He dipped her feet into the large, cool body of water, walking until the water was halfway to his calves. He looked out towards the horizon, in deep thought.

〰️

“Father wants you both in full dress before the Emperor's Herald arrives.”

The brunet boy raised his head up at this news, “Full dress? Military?”

“Ceremony.” Jessica, the woman's name and his mother replied.

Paul hummed before nodding his head, “Thank you.”

The doors to the room suddenly opened, making the two at the dining table turn to it. Paul's lips lifted up into a smile at who was standing there. (Your Name).

“Ah…” (Your Name) chuckled awkwardly. “So sorry I'm late.” The boy walked over to the spot between Paul and Jessica.

“Nice to see you here (Your Name). And with shoes on this time.” Jessica lightly teased her son-like figure.

(Your Name) chuckled shyly, playing with the silver charm on his silver necklace; shaped like a small crown. He smiled back and then looked over to his best friend, who was already staring at him. Before he sat down, he greeted Paul with a hug, wrapping his arms around Paul's shoulders. The male smiled softly at him.

Once (Your Name) was seated, Jessica went back to conversation, “If you want me it, make me give it to you. Use the Voice.”

The (hair color) haired boy only guessed that Jessica wanted Paul to use the voice to bring him water.

“Mom, I just woke up.” Paul protested in a gruffy, morning voice.

Jessica just stared at her son making Paul roll his eyes. He turned his body in the chair to use the voice, “Give me the water.”

It came out more like a raspy whisper.

(Your Name) let out a snicker. “The glass can't hear you. Say it to your mother.” He whispered.

Paul gave the boy a look before looking back at his mother. He stared at her and his lips moved.

“Give me the water.”

The voice came out gruffier and a bit distorted. But it did its magic. Jessica took the glass and pushed it towards Paul a little. But as quickly she was under the spell, she quickly snapped out of it.

“Almost.”

“Almost?”

“Bene Gesserit skills take years to learn Paul." Jessica told her son.

(Your Name) nodded. Even though he wasn't being taught to use the Bene Gesserit, he understood its complexity and why it's important to master.

Jessica observed her son before speaking again. “You look tired. More dreams?”

(Your Name) raised an eyebrow in confusion. He looked at her friend with worry. ‘Has he been dreaming too?’ He thought to himself.

Paul shook his head, muttering, “No.” Then he went back to eating.

“What about you, (Your Name)? Have you been dreaming?” Jessica asked.

The boy looked down at his food before muttering, “No.”

〰️

“Extreme temperatures and treacherous weather events make life outside the cities of Arrakis truly hostile.” A robotic voice came from a recording that laid on the ground and showed visuals of what they were talking about.

Paul had a book in his hands about the Fremen, reading it as his back leaned against (Your Name)’s torso. The boy was in a kneeling position, and his arms were wrapped around Paul's neck, forearms resting on top of his shoulders. His head was on top of Paul's, silently reading along with him, occasionally nuzzling his nose into the boy's curly hair.

“With sandworms powerful enough to cut through metal. Only the native tribes known as the Freman and one other special person, that hasn't been seen nor born for centuries known as the Haris Aldaw’ have adapted well enough to survive.”

(Your Name)’s attention snapped hearing the last sentence. He moved his head off of Paul’s. He has heard that name before.

Paul turned his head to look at the (hair color) haired boy, his hazel green eyes showing worry. “(Your Name), are you okay?”

(Your Name) blinked before nodding. “Yeah. Don't worry, I'm alright.”

Paul let one of his hands go from holding the book, grabbing one of (Your Name)’s hands, giving it a gentle squeeze. (Your Name) welcomed the comforting pressure and did it back to him. But to his surprise, Paul pressed a kiss to the back of his hand. Then, he proceeded to kiss down (Your Name)'s hand until he got to his fingertips.

The (Hair Color) haired boy felt a blush blossom onto his cheeks at the gesture. Now flustered, he looked away shyly. “Get back to reading.” He grumbled.

Paul smirked to himself and continued reading, knowing the effect he has over his friend.

“Preferring to inhabit the remotest regions of Arrakis the Freman share the deep desert with the giant sandworms, known to the Fremen as Shai-Hulud. Long exposure to spice has given the tribe their characteristic blue eyes, the eyes of Ibad.”

‘I wonder if it's as blue as my eyes.’ (Your Name) thought to himself.

“Little else is known of the Freman except that they have some sort of power that controls the Earth and the Freman are dangerous and unreliable. On the other hand, much is known about the Haris Aldaw’. They are known to control elements and have other magical abilities such as being able to glide.”

(Your Name) bit his bottom lip. ‘My dream last night was about gliding… and falling.’ He thought to himself again.

“Freman Attacks make spice harvesting extremely hazardous. For the Freman spice is the sacred hallucinogen which preserves life and brings enormous health benefits. For the imperium the spice is used by the navigators of the spacing guild to find safe paths between the stars. Without spice, interstellar travel is impossible, making it by far the most valuable substance in the universe.” The voice recording concluded.

〰️

(Your Name) and Paul were now dressed nicely for the ceremony, both dressed similarly. The two for them stood close to each other as they waited.

After a few more seconds, a giant oval shaped ship landed on the ground. The ramp was placed down as the important people walked out from it. They were wearing their house clothes and walking respectfully.

“Smile Gurney.” The Duke spoke up jokingly to his trusted member.

“I am smiling.” Gurney replied monotonously, a blank expression on his face.

(Your Name) bit his bottom lip to suppress a snicker from escaping his lips. Paul looked at him in mild amusement.

The Duke shook his head, “How much will it cost them traveling all this way for this formality?”

“Three Guild navigators and a total of 1,460,062 Solaris for this round trip.” Another trusted advisor answered beside the Duke.

(Your Name) watched as a member of the group that arrived from the ship bow to the Duke, “By the grave of Shaddam IV of the House Corrino, Ascendant to the Golden Lion Throne of Padishah Emperor of the Known Universe, I stand before you as Heraid of the Change. We are witnessed by members of the Imperial Court, representatives of the Spacing Guild, and a sister of the Bene Gesserit. The Emperor has spoken.” The member pulled out a scroll, unrolling it as he read, “House Atreides shall immediately take control of Arrakis and serve as its steward.” The member closed the scroll. Do you accept?

The Duke took a big step forward, nearing the stairs, “We are House Atreides. There is no call we do not answer. There is no faith that we betray. The Emperor asks us to bring peace to Arrakis! House Atreides accepts!”

“Atreides! Atreides! Atreides!” The crowd in House Atreides started chanting as the Duke made his way down the stairs to sign the paper.

Before he does, the Duke looks back at his son and son-like figure, seeing them both giving him a subtle nod in agreement, silently approving him.

After the deal is completed, (Your Name) scooted closer to Paul, brushing the back of his hand against his. Paul feels the touch and does it back. Then, the two pressed the back of their hands together. They link their pinkies, putting their hands behind their backs, out of sight from everyone.

The two felt more contempt now, knowing that they could feel safe with each other.

#dune #dune movie #dune part one #dune part 1 #kingdom hearts #kingdom hearts crossover #paul atreides #paul atreides x reader #paul atredies x reader #paul atreides x you #timothée chalamet #timothee chalamet x reader #timothee fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #dune fanfiction #x reader #x male reader #x male y/n

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kirbyskisses · 1 year

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kirby’s kinktober (twenty-five)

submission//cloud strife

cloud doesn’t much care about sex. he blushes intensely at just you holding his hand or kissing his cheek or running your fingers through his soft hair comparing it to a chocobo.

his freckles light up when he turns pink at such simple gestures, so of course sex makes him incredibly awkward and flustered.

but he can always put his nerves aside to make you feel good, just as his awkwardness sheds when he protects you on a battlefield.

ever since serving him a certain massage and hearing his unsubdued moans and hiccups at your skilled hands, you realized that cloud strife is deeply submissive regardless of his soldier-like outward appearance.

a submissive attitude that he’s always ready to serve you with.

“mistress,” he groans, feeling himself shoot up in his pants, thick cock uncomfortably hard against his stomach.

you smile and reach your hand back, rubbing the prominent bulge through his pants’ fabric. he gives a guttural groan against the lips of your pussy, sucking at the creamy entrance and kissing your clit obediently as you ride his face.

“you’re making me so wet, baby. are you trying to drown in it?” you have a giggle in your voice, breathy at the pleasurable shiver he puts through your legs.

he’s too shy to ever say it his moans at confirmation enough. he grips your rolling hips and his blue eyes, tinged with a shine of mako-green, meet yours. he pulls you up only to breathe before placing you back down. his hips buck and grind and wave, cock trying to reach its high as your fingers undo his heavy belt and slip into the waistline of his briefs.

his hungry sound reverberates in between your thighs when your palm starts to wrap around the burning hot skin of his cock. it’s ludicrously thick and throbbing and he throws his head back when your hand bobs along it.

“is this distracting you, cloud?”

“no, mistress!” he inhales sharply and shakes his head before turning his attention back to slurping and kissing and sucking and tongue-fucking your hot core with a muffled beg.

“please cum on my face, mistress.” barely escapes his mouth before your thighs tighten on him more.

his fingers dig deeper into your sides, tongue as far and it can go, and he looses himself in working endlessly to make his mistress gush, to make he squirt and soak his golden hair and pale skin.

“good boy, cloud. get mistress to cum and i’ll let your pretty cock cum as a reward.” you pat him coolly, and feel his tongue swirl around your walls until you seize up. the pink muscle sloppily indulged your sweet spot as you grip his pulsing length and you shake, releasing into his awaiting mouth.

he mumbles your title again and lets out a pornographic heave of a moan as he shoots white onto his flexing tummy.

you climb off of his feverish shaky form as stroke his cheek down to his chin, which is soaked in a drooly, streaking white.

“wanna get cleaned up?”

“n-no.” even when shaky from the power of his orgasm, cloud’s resolve to help remains unshakable.

“i want to make my mistress do it again, please.”

#smut #full fic #x reader #ff7 x reader #ff7 #ffvii #ffvii advent children #final fantasy x reader #final fantasy vii #final fantasy vii remake #ff7 remake #kingdom hearts x reader #cloud strife #cloud strife x reader #cloud x reader #yes he has the big thick sword if YKWIM😏#that in game massage scene changed my life😩

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randoimago · 8 months

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since requests will be closed soon, may i ask for sora, riku, axel and roxas from kingdom hearts crushing on an oblivious reader?

They Have a Crush on an Oblivious Reader

Fandom: Kingdom Hearts

Character(s): Sora, Riku, Axel, Roxas

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): You got it!

Axel

Axel is the one that makes it obvious he's flirting. Just lots of teasing and touching, mostly playful shoving or poking your forehead. A wide grin is just on his face whenever he hangs out with you and his nonexistant heart is pounding in his chest, but you just don't notice.

Buys you so much seasalt icecream that Roxas starts to get jealous. Also gets you little gifts that he thinks you'd like. His flirting isn't working so maybe he can buy your affection a bit?

Absolutely sighs in exasperation when he talks to Roxas, Xion, and/or Kairi about how you haven't picked up on his flirting. They try cheering him up about it but he really doesn't mind too terribly. He'll confess to you one day, but for now he'll just be happy with remembering how you smile at his jokes.

Riku

Riku really isn't one to fall in love or crush on people so when he realizes he likes you, it definitely takes him a bit by surprise. He doesn't really know what to do with this crush and so he just keeps trying to be your friend because he doesn't want to ruin this relationship.

Except you never seem to pick up on the fact his ears turn red when you look super happy because of him. Or the fact that his eyes are softer when he listens to you talk.

Honesly anyone would be oblivious if Riku had a crush on them, so he's glad that you haven't noticed. He wants to be the one to confess to you one day and likes the idea of it being a (hopefully) nice surprise when he's ready.

Roxas

Fights with himself so often over the fact that he has a crush on you. He doesn't hate that he has a crush, it's just new and scary and he knows how to treat you as a friend. He doesn't like the idea that a crush could cause you two to drift apart.

Roxas is constantly on eggshells because what if you realize he has a crush on you? What if you start questioning him about why he blushes so much or why his heartbeat is so loud when you're near?

Don't get me wrong, one day when he has the courage and isn't afraid of your relationship changing then he'll confess. But for now he just wants to make you laugh and smile as his friend. Even if calling you "just a friend" hurts.

Sora

It's so obvious to everyone that he's crushing on you with how red his face gets and how he stutters a bit when talking to you. You just give him the classic, "You're so sweet, I'm glad we're friends" and he nervously chuckles at it.

Constantly tries to spend time with you when he can. Just going on walks with you or telling you about the different worlds he's visited. Absolutely brings back a little souvenier for you that he thinks you'd enjoy. Even if you don't realize his crush, he does like how your face lights up at the gifts.

Riku and Kairi are the ones that teases him about the fact you haven't noticed and make suggestions with what Sora could do. But honestly, even if you are oblivious to Sora's affections then he's fine as long as he can enjoy your presence and friendship. One day he'll confess to you, but for now he's happy just being your good friend.

#kingdom hearts x reader #sora x reader #riku x reader #axel x reader #roxas x reader #kh sora x reader #kh axel x reader #kh roxas x reader #kh riku x reader

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itself-between-author-brother · 7 days

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#kingdom hearts #dream house #ed sheeran #zuko x reader #Lauren Cohan #ansiedad #amor #dokyeom #charities #kate hudson #Maya Hawke #entomology #18+ blog #cody fern

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your-local-simp-writers · 24 days

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A Promise Across Time

Word Count: 354

Warnings: None

Headcanons: Young Xehanort x Fem!Reader ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

In the vast expanse of worlds where hearts connect and destinies intertwine, there existed a bond so strong that not even the relentless flow of time could sever it. This was the bond between Xehanort and you, a connection foretold by the red string of fate—a symbol of soulmates destined to find each other.

It was in the realm of twilight, where light and shadow danced in a delicate balance, that your paths first crossed. The red string glimmered between you, visible only to those who understood the depth of its significance. Side by side, you fought against the encroaching darkness, your hearts beating as one in the heat of battle.

But fate, as fickle as the winds of change, had other plans. In a battle that shook the very foundations of the worlds, you fell, your light extinguishing like a star winking out of existence. Xehanort, with a heart heavy with grief, could only watch as the string faded into nothingness, taking with it the warmth of your presence.

Driven by a longing that transcended reason, Xehanort embarked on a journey through time itself, a quest to unravel the mysteries of the heart and the secrets of existence. He traversed the streams of time, seeking answers, seeking you.

And then, in a world that was both familiar and new, he found you once more. Reincarnated, with no memories of your past life, you were a beacon of light in a sea of ordinary faces. The moment your eyes met, the red string of fate reappeared, binding you together once again.

As Xehanort spent time with you, learning the contours of your reborn soul, he found himself falling in love all over again. Each smile, each laugh, each shared moment was a rediscovery of the love that had never truly faded.

With the red string of fate as his witness, Xehanort made a vow—a promise that no matter how many times the world turned, no matter how many lives you lived, he would always find you. For a bond as strong as yours was meant to endure, to thrive, to remember.

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animesmolbean · 25 days

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Guardian of Light

(Female)

Hope you enjoy it! ♥️

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Chapter 2: Training

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The pair were walking in the Atreides hangers, hand in hand. They finished their business with the ceremony and were happy to have time to themselves now.

(Your Name) was messing with Paul's hair which was now a little messier. “While you look good with your hair pushed out of your face, you look better with messy hair.”

Paul chuckled. “Thanks.”

They get to the hangers and see a familiar ship arrive inside the docking lobby. The childhood best friends shared a knowing look. (Your Name) ran towards the ship, smiling widely; her actions making Paul smile fondly.

“Duncan!” The girl yelled in excitement.

The said guy's head lifted up at the sound of the voice, before a smile stretched onto his face when he saw who was sprinting towards him. “(Your Name), my girl!”

She jumped into Duncan's arms, causing the man to lift her up, holding her in a hug. He placed her back on the ground afterwards.

“Look at you! All big and strong now!” He placed his hand on top of the girl's head.

(Your Name) smiled widely. “I do my best.”

Duncan laughed loudly, ruffling the girl's hair, messing it up a little; she didn't mind. Duncan then turned to see Paul standing there with them.

“Paul, my boy!” Duncan brought him into a side hug, which Paul returned. (Your Name) smiled at two of her most precious people.

“I'll let you two catch up. I have some training to do.” (Your Name) told the boys as she waved at them with a big smile as she walked away. As she did, she didn't notice the dreamy expression and smile on Paul's face.

Duncan chuckled knowingly, “Still haven't told her, huh?”

Paul let out a soft scoff, feeling his cheeks heat up, “Uh, Uh, um… well-” He shook his head, ridding himself of his flustered state and asked, “So, you're going to Arrakis tomorrow, with the advance team?”

Duncan pushed hair out of his face, and nodded, “Yes, I am going to Arrakis tomorrow with the advance team.”

“I'd like you to take me with you.” Paul stated, watching Duncan put equipment away.

“You would?”

Paul nodded.

“That's too bad, cause no.” Duncan denied, lightly hitting Paul's arm as he went to his ship.

“Duncan…” Paul sighed.

“Are you trying to get me court-martial? Plus, I don't think (Your Name) would be alright with you going.” Duncan stated as he started fixing his ship, opening a panel.

“Can I trust you with something?” Paul asked.

“Always. You know that.”

Paul was quiet for a second before he spoke, “I've been having dreams… about (Your Name)... Arrakis and the Freman…”

“Okay so?” Duncan asked, not fully understanding.

“I saw you. With the Freman.” Paul added.

Duncan turned hearing this and smiled “So I do find them? There you go. That's a good omen right there, right?” He went back to working.

But Paul wasn't finished.

“He looked down at the floor before continuing, “I saw you lying dead. Fallen in battle. I felt like if me and (Your Name) had been there, you'd be alive.”

Duncan paused his work, hearing Paul's words. He walked up to the younger male, “First off, I'm not gonna die.”

“You're not taking me seriously-”

“That's why you wanna come with me?” Duncan interrupted, placing a hand on Paul's shoulder. “Listen, dreams make great stories, but everything important happens when we're awake, because that's where we make things happen.”

Duncan squeezed Paul's arms, “Look at you, put on some muscles?”

“I did?” Paul asked, looking at his arms.

“No.” Duncan replied, shooting down Paul's hopes. He turned and started to walk away but turned around as he did to say, “Hey, see you in Arrakis, my boy.” He walked a bit further away, turned his head and yelled, “And hurry up and tell (Your Name) how you feel! Nothing will happen if you don't! I have a feeling she likes you too!”

Paul's eyes went wide at this, looking around to see if anyone - specifically (Your Name) - heard that. Luckily, (Your Name) wasn't here. The brown haired boy gave Duncan a glare and walked away quickly, embarrassed.

Duncan laughed at this.

〰️

Paul was walking down the hallways after a talk with his father outside. He changed into different clothes and headed to the training room. Once he got there, the male heard noises coming from inside.

He walked into the room and saw (Your Name) in clothes similar to his, training. He leaned against the doorframe as he watched her; he loved watching her train.

She slashed at the practice dummy with her sword multiple times, jumping and spinning a little, landing another slash before she landed back onto her feet. She moved with fluidity, like some sort of magic was helping her move. But for as long as Paul could remember, she always was this agile.

“Look at you go.” Paul's deep voice made (Your Name) pause and turn around, seeing her best friend standing by the door.

“Oh, hey Paul.” She wiped the sweat on her face with a towel and walked over to the weapons on the table. “Want to have a match again?”

This offer made Paul smirk, walking over to the center of the training room. “Sure lovely, let's hope you win this time.” He teased.

(Your Name) scoffed and got into a fighting stance, “You wish I'd lose, pretty boy.”

Paul got into a fighting stance as well, “All right. Come on. Show me what you got.” He taunted.

The girl narrowed her eyes at him, running forward to attack. She aimed a punch at his stomach which he blocked, but used her other hand to strike at his face. Paul swiftly dodged the attack and punched her stomach.

(Your Name) grunted, backing away after the punch. She clenched her teeth and swung her leg towards his legs to knock him down. However, Paul anticipated this and jumped up, dodging. (Your Name) tried to lunge and grab his legs while he recovered from jumping, but Paul backed away in time, making the girl fall forward. She got up, getting into position again.

“Ready to give up yet?” Paul taunted her again. He loved teasing her, knowing she was incredibly strong. She was just holding back because she loved and adored Paul and didn't want to hurt him.

“No way.” She grunted, clenching her teeth again. Paul ran towards her, about to attack. Tired of playing nice, she dodged Paul's attack and ran towards the table, and jumped on. Paul went after her and (Your Name) took the chance to place her hands on his shoulders and flip over him. Once she landed, she quickly turned and kicked a surprised Paul in his lower back.

The young man groaned and turned, seeing his friend playfully smiling. Paul let out a playful scoff and ran towards her again, throwing a punch. This time, she ducked and quickly crawled behind him before jumping onto his back, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

Paul stumbled around with the new weight on his back, trying to shake the girl off of him. He eventually did, making her fall onto her back. When he launched to attack, (Your Name) took this chance to use her legs and placed her feet on Paul's stomach and with all her strength, she pushed him up while simultaneously flipping him and kicking him up. Paul wasn't expecting this move. He landed on his back with a groan in pain. Before he could get back up, (Your Name) quickly got up and straddled Paul's waist, grabbing his wrists and pinning them down to keep him from using his hands.

The two of them were panting softly. (Your Name) smirked playfully. “See? I won this time.”

Paul leaned forward and nuzzled his nose against the side of the girl's neck. The sudden action surprised her, making her loosen her grip on his wrists. Paul took this chance to free himself and grabbed her waist, knowing it was one of her weak spots. (Your Name) gasped softly, tensing up. He switched their positions, and now (Your Name) was on the ground with Paul straddling her waist and her hands pinned above her head.

(Your Name) blinked once, then twice, before letting out a defeated groan when she realized what happened. “Oh come on…”

Paul smirked at his accomplishment and leaned down, close to her ear, “Guess I really do have an effect on you.” He rasped, his lips caressing the shell of her ear, like he was about to kiss the area.

(Your Name) let out a soft, high-pitched gasp at the feeling. Paul laughed and pulled away, pressing a kiss onto her forehead before getting off of her.

She sat up, a blush on her cheeks, and panting softly. She glared at her best friend. “You cheater!”

Paul laughed, shrugging his shoulders, before he helped her up. “There's no such thing as a fair fight.” He teased, poking her waist. (Your Name) let out a yelp, covering her mouth with her hand to hide her smile. Paul chuckled in amusement as he went to the weapons table.

(Your Name) sat off to the side. She watched Paul choose a weapon, and went over to the practice dummy.

Time went by, Paul was still practicing by himself. (Your Name) sat nearby, watching him, a soft smile on her face. She couldn't help but think he looked so attractive while training.

“Don't stand with your back to the door. How many times do I have to tell you?” A strict voice spoke as they asked into the room.

(Your Name) scratched the back of her head sheepishly, recognizing the voice of one of her favorite mentors.

“We could tell it was you by your footsteps, Gurney Halleck.” Paul shot back as he continued practicing.

“Someone might imitate my stride.” Gurney fired back, placing weapons down onto the table.

Deciding to speak up, (Your Name) got up from where she was sitting, “We know the difference. Are you the new weapons master?” She asked. She poured a glass of water and offered it to Paul, who whispered a “Thanks.”

“With Duncan Idaho gone, I must make do as best as I can,” Gurney removed his jacket, “Choose your blade.”

“I had quite a day, Gurney. Give us a song instead.” Paul spoke before drinking his water.

Gurney threw a blade and it went into the side of the table, nearly missing Paul. (Your Name) flinched in surprise. Paul peeked over his shoulder, “That's rude.”

His eyes went wide when Gurney came to attack him. He quickly dodged the blade. Gurney got into a fighting stance, swinging his blade before activating the device around his wrist, turning on his shield. Paul followed suit and turned his on too.

(Your Name) watched the men fight. Paul was getting some good attacks in and defending himself from Gurney’s attacks very well.

“Come on. Come on.” Gurney urged the boy.

“Old man.” Paul taunted back in a low voice.

Gurney tilted his head at the taunt, swinging his blade forward at Paul's, who blocked it with his own, and once again, they were back into it.

(Your Name) would never say this out loud or tell anyone, but she loved watching Paul fight. Dear God, he looked so attractive.

The fight continued until Paul tripped over Gurney with his leg and got down to where the older man was holding his blade to his throat, the shield beeping and turning red.

“I have you.”

(Your Name) suppressed a shiver at the sound of Paul's gruff tone.

“Aye.” Gurney grunted, Buy look down, my lord. You'd have joined me in death.”

Paul looked down to see the blade near his stomach, his shield red as well, and returned his gaze to the old man.

“I see you found the mood.”

(Your Name) walked over and helped Gurney up and took the weapons from the mens’ hands and placed them back onto the table.

“How about you fight (Your Name)? Paul suggested, a small smirk on his face.

Gurney scoffed, walking over to said girl and placing a hand on top of her head, “And get my ass handed to me? No, thank you.” He sounded like he spoke from experience.

(Your Name) giggled and crossed her arms. The look on her face said, ‘Good. You know your place’. Gurney chuckled at her and ruffled her hair.

“Will it be that bad?” Paul asked Gurney.

“You don't get it, do you? You both,” Gurney glanced at (Your Name) who was listening too, “Don't really understand the grave nature of what's happening to us. For eighty years, Arrakis belonged to House Harkonnen. Eighty years of owning the spice fields. Can you imagine the wealth?”

The older male moved directly in front of Paul, “In your eyes, I need to see it in your eyes. You never met Harkonners before. I have. They are not human. They're brutal! Not to mention the occasional sightings of small demons with them. They're just as brutal!”

(Your Name) flinched at the sound of his voice becoming louder. Paul just stated at Gurney with a hard expression.

“You guys have to be ready.”

Gurney placed his hands on Paul's jaw, then removed them a few seconds later. He went over to (Your Name), patting her shoulder before leaving the training room, leaving the childhood best friends alone. (Your Name) looked at Paul, shyly playing with her necklace again.

Paul walked over to the girl and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close to him. (Your Name) instinctively wrapped her arms around Paul's torso.

“Let's go back to my room. We need to rest.” Paul's raspy whispers reached her ear.

(Your Name) suppressed another shiver and nodded. “Okay.” She whispered.

The two pulled away and headed back to Paul's room, hand in hand.

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Hi! Could I request a Ganondorf x fairy reader? Reader has always followed Ganondorf throughout time, and they are able to shift from a small fairy form to a human size fairy form!

Hope you having a wonderful day!

-the fairy anon 🧚‍♀️

Well hello, fairy anon! Please allow this fairy of fiction to fulfill your request! ✨ (I'm gonna make you a Great Fairy, but not exactly like the ones from BotW/TotK - you'll see what I mean)

To the naked eye, the small, zipping ball of light could easily be mistaken for a sunset firefly. Skittering around the desert may have been a little strange, but not wholly uncommon. For these facts, you were very grateful. On your tiny wings you flitted through the very open windows of top floor Gerudo bedchamber. You half expected it to be empty, a plan in mind to simply wait and surprise the person you'd planned on visiting - but fate would have other plans in store for you.

"To what do I owe the honor of a Great Fairy at my humble abode?" His tone was a mix of curious and cocky, with just a touch of threatening. With a quick spin, sparkles surrounded your body - and suddenly were a normal, human size. Rattling your wings gently to relieve them of any excess sand that clung to you, you simply made a sound akin to an interested huff. Your long lashes lifted to allow your sweetheart eyes to connect with fiery amber ones,

"Just stopped by to visit an old friend is all..." painted lips turned up in a minxish smile, "But then again...we weren't always only 'just friends' were we...Ganondorf?"

The Gerudo chief eyes you with suspicion, his originally smug expression faltering to something untrusting. You have information he clearly doesn't - a weakness that he doesn't like having exploited. Still, he approaches you, standing tall and wide to loom over your smaller frame. A full head taller than you are is he, yet that does not move you from where you stand. Peering down at you his voice evens out to a tone you can't read, "You speak as though you know me, sprite - but I don't recall ever knowing you."

There's a bitter chuckle in your throat, though you swallow it down. This is always the part you hated the most. You bit back a few oncoming tears, trying desperately to shrug away the hurt that hits you every time you hear an iteration of those same words. Ganondorf watches your eyes grow a tad misty, his brows furrowing at your sudden shift from your initially playful demeanor. "Not yet you don't," your wavering voice whispers up to him. You don't give him time to react, kissing the tips of your fingers and pressing them lightly to his forehead. Immediately Ganondorf jumps back from you, his head beginning to pound as visions bombarded him at full velocity.

"YOU!" he barks, pain swimming in his head. His vision flashes, your faye visage totally different now - soft green vines envelope the length of your body. He remembers vividly the fountain he'd always frequent to find you. Remembers the way your long nails felt against his scalp when his hair was much, much shorter than it is. He recalls sealing you away in a rage, the evil inside of him unable to fathom why you'd help the very person meant to be his downfall.

His skull throbs again, and suddenly he feels a salty breeze upon his face. He sees your iridescent skin, revels in the memory of how smooth you were against his ruggedness. He remembers telling you how much he'd missed you, and how the sea was lonely, but punishment in the sacred realm just without your reach was far lonelier. It comes back to him the nights spent watching the waves with you, your long illustrious locks floating about against the backdrop of the setting sun.

Once more the rush of pain stabs at his head, his visions swiftly reconnecting to a darker world. One surrounded in a shroud of twilight and deep hues of the chaos he had caused. He has your soft face in the palm of his hand - you look so scared - and yet you clung to him. He remembers promising you a new world at his side, you choose not to hear it. You've done this before - though he does not know this. Your big eyes brim with tears, but he brushes them away before they can fall. His memory jogs as he hears you tell him you love him, your luminous, opalescent wings flittering as your heart does. Ganondorf remembers sealing his lips over your own, pinning you to the nearest wall and etching a love on your skin that has transcended the many lifetimes he's lived already with you.

Suddenly the pain stops.

Ganondorf heaves, realizing he's been brought to his knees from this ordeal. His large hand clutches his head, thick fingers weaving through his long scarlet locks. There's a struggle to catch his breath, but he ultimately does as he blinks the scattered memories back into the confines of his mind. Lifting his head, he sees your tearful expression with all the recognition in the world. His steadying hand drops to his knee - he picks himself up. Heavy, thudding footsteps make their way toward you slowly, and judging by his hardened, blank expression, you're a bit fearful for what the sudden onset of several lifetimes' worth of memories could have done to him so you brace yourself - ready to transform and leave at a moment's notice.

You shut your eyes as he's suddenly in front of you, only for them to open once more. His hand caresses your cheek with complete tenderness, "You..." comes his strained voice. When your eyes meet, you see it: him. The Ganondorf who has loved you through every version of him that's existed. You lean into his hand, crystalline tears rolling down the gentle curves of your face, "Me..." Ganondorf wastes no time claiming your lips. A kiss that you very enthusiastically meet him halfway with. Before you know it, your legs are scooped up and wrapped around his waist, all while his lips are still connected to yours.

At your brief parting, Ganondorf lends you a genuine smile. He rests his forehead against your collarbone.

"You always know how to find me, my love. Faye of my heart, you've come back to me."

Arms coming around his head, you embrace him tight to your chest, "No length of time, nor change of your looks would ever keep me from finding you."

And you always would. You had found love once...with him. It made you thankful that you were blessed with eternal life; because although Hylia would strike him down at all costs; though you knew of the evil he truly was deep down; though you were sure the goddess would curse you for the atrocity of laying with her enemy - you would love him every time.

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