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ultralightpoe · 6 months

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Chaos - Bucky Barnes

Authors Note: terribly written but I'm clearing out my drafts

Warning: mentions of abuse

Word Count: 2340

Part One Here

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“What the hell happened?” Cho snaps, moving to the gurney being pushed in and surveying the amount of blood that was spilling. “Back up! I need room, someone page Stark immediately!”

The lights of the tower flicker under the storm, and Steve watches as Cho’s team wheels the gurney away quickly, his hand shaking heavily. Panic claws at his throat as the scene from earlier unfolds in his mind once more, turning slowly to the redhead beside him.

“Steve-” She starts before he shakes his head.

“Nat, this is not a conversation you want to have with me right now.” He sighs, bringing a hand up to pinch his nose before he realizes it’s coated in blood and pulls it back sharply. “I need to shower.”

He storms off, shoulders squared as he thinks about all the reports he is about to fill out.

“We won’t have much time, in and out as fast as we can. Everyone has their tasks?” Steve asks, making sure everyone nods back to him before making eye contact with you. “Y/n, I know this will be your first mission-”

“We should go before the storm gets any worse.” You interrupt, fixing your headset and moving to the bay of the quinjet, grabbing your bag before being the first to leave the ship and rushing to leave them behind.

“Slow down Y/n.” You hear Bucky warn in your earpiece, and normally you would turn around to wait for him. But he wasn’t your partner on the mission today, so you didn’t turn and kept the same pace. They could catch up if they wanted.

Bucky stops in his tracks when he sees you march off, not bothering to turn to him, his heart thundering in his chest. Normally you would slow down for him, normally he would have your back during missions.

It was a slow realization that you would be alone.

“Maybe we should-” He starts, feeling like a fool as Sam turns to look.

“We gotta go, come on man.” He mumbles, watching as Nat takes lead.

It was going to be a simple mission, in and out, Bucky reminds himself. Taking a deep breath before following the rest.

“We need a report,” Tony sighs, tracing through the footage of the mission, eyes widening at the fight. “I’ve never….”

“Tony, I’ve never seen it before. And it’s my fault.” Nat sighs, rubbing her hand across her face. “I got involved.”

“How?”

“I got in Bucky’s head a bit. I was just worried-”

“Worried about what?”

“About Bucky and- I just remember coming out of the red room and being so attached to Clint. I had no family, no story, no morals. I was just pain. I was in pain myself and I inflicted pain onto others.”

“You went through something terrible-”

“THEY WENT THROUGH SOMETHING TERRIBLE! Bucky went through 70 years of it and the experiments they ran on Y/n….. I just wanted them to safe. I didn’t want them to get hurt.” She sighs, picking at her hair. “I love them both and I just wanted them to take a break. Maybe they would see how much they needed each other, and they would finally admit it to each other.”

“You should know by now that Barnes never thinks the way we do.”

“He thinks he is going to ruin everything he touches.”

“I know someone like that.” Clint interrupts from the door, giving Nat a small smirk. “Let’s just take a night to rest, Cho will update us if need be.”

It had turned into a mess too fast, and there was nothing you could do to stop it. The rain covered most of your vision as the walls of the compound seemed to be closing in quickly, the others screaming over the intercoms as they had been ambushed.

You had been tasked to get the files from the lower levels of the compound, and you had planned to get it done quickly. You had not planned, however, to be locked in the basement as it began flooding.

“GUYS!” You should, tears springing from your eyes as you cling to the door, the water reaching your ankles at the top of the stairs.

“They blew up the dam-” Sams voice cuts through, half static half radio. “Steve, to your right-”

Gunshots could be heard in the background, Natasha cursing and you truly did not think they could hear you at all anymore. “Shit.”

Instead of clinging to the door you turn to survey another way out of the room, eyes scanning over every inch of space to find your exit. The intercom in your hear rumbles with static before your name breaks through, Bucky’s voice sounding panicked. The next thing you know the intercoms have a sharp ringing through them that makes you gasp out and tear it from your ear quickly, dropping it in the water and diving in to find a way out.

Bucky curses as he tears the intercom from his ear, dodging a bullet quickly and diving behind a wall as Nat stays covered by her own, making eye contact for a second as she tears her own comns out.

First the heavy explosion that shook them down, the dam breaking and water beginning to flood, Hydra soldiers attacking them and now their comns were down. Worst of all Bucky could not find you.

Heart thundering through his ribs as he bites at his tongue to keep from grunting in pain when he realizes he had been shot, but right now that doesn't matter. He had to find you.

“I have to find Y/n!” He shouts, watching Nat nod before he dashes to the exit that you were supposed to use. Just as he reaches the metal door something loosens in his chest, knowing you would were near and he could find you. He would never let you go he swore to god.

He pulls the door, desperate to get to you, only to find it sealed shut. So his metal hand takes charge, bending into the metal as he grunts out, doing his best to get it off. A shout of pain fills the air as Sam comes into view, moving to help Bucky tear the door off.

They make eye contact for a moment, the rain beating down on them before a blast of light blows them to the side, heat covering their bodies as they ram into the wall.

Bucky’s head slams into brick, he hears Steve shout and Sam scream out in pain before it all goes blank.

He would never see the chaos erupt.

Steve is up the second the sun filters through the curtains, happy to finally get to leave his room and check on his friends' health.

Nat is already waiting for him in the front hall of the med bay, a nervous look on her face as Steve walks past her to speak with Cho.”Any update?”

“He’s breathing.” She sighs. “And he was so lucky Y/n was there.”

You could hear the explosion from under the water, and in a panic you swam back up, only to find that the water had flooded to the roof and your face was pressed to the ceiling to catch your breath.

Taking a moment to breathe as you hear Sam scream in pain, there was a pain in yoru chest that you couldn’t explain. It felt like a panic attack but worse, you couldn’t breathe and you couldn’t stop crying.

“PLEASE!” You scream, hands pressing to the ceiling as the water gets worse.

“Stop crying!” A voice breaks out, and you whip your head to find your old boss, the man that had thrown you into your first cell. The man that had ruined you.

He was standing in the center of the room, and you had to blink for a moment to realize that there was no water, and you were completely dry.

“W-what?”

“Stand up!” You listen to him immediately, just as you used to, the tears still streaming down your face as you look around the room. It was different now, when you had come in it had looked like a simple office, now it was your cell.

Or had it always been your cell?

Who was screaming?

“I SAID STAND UP!” Doctor Cornell shouts, stomping forward to drag you up himself, a slap tearing across your face as you cry out.

“Where’s Bucky?” You gasp, the pain in your cheek fading away quickly. “I want to find Bucky.”

“You think he wants you?” Cornell laughs bitterly. “No one wants you, I’ve made you a fucking freak.”

“I want b-” Before you can finish your sentence you remember Bucky ignoring you, avoiding you….. And then you realize why. Cornell was right, he had made you a freak. You were a monster.

A sob racks through your chest, and the painful feeling explodes.

You try to scream out, only for your lungs to fill with water and more panic to take place.

Steve could not believe his eyes, holding Sam's abdomen tightly in an attempt to stop the blood, watching as vines burst from the basement and travel across every surface faster then he ever thought possible.

“Is that……” Steve starts, looking to where Nat was trying to get Bucky up.

“Y/n.”

Sam gasps out as the vines wrap around him, tightening around his wound and glowing a deep golden color as some of the blood stops, the vines traveling further and wrapping around the Hydra soldiers tightly to stop them all.

Now that Sam's wound is being taken care of, Steve dashes to dive in the water, swimming down to try and find where you were. Only you were nowhere to be found, whatsoever.

By the time he comes back up he is panting for air, watching as Bucky kneels by the water with blood leaking down his face and panicked eyes looking at his friend. “Where is she?”

“She’s not down there.” Steve gasps.

“STEVE WHERE IS SHE?!” Bucky snaps, the water reaching his waist as Nat moves to snatch him back.

“The vines are dying, Y/n can’t hold them off forever. We gotta go.” She rushes out, snatching the back of Buckys vest.

“NOT WITHOUT Y/N-”

“Bucky. Y/n is holding them off but we have to get Sam out of here. Please.”

“Any word on Y/n?” Bruce asks, coming into the surveillance room where Clint is deep diving into the footage.

“I can’t find her.” He admits, eyes never leaving the screen. “I would love some help.”

“You got it.”

“Lock the door before Barnes comes in and bothers me again.” He sighs, watching Bruce lock it. It was a joke, but he knew that Barnes was hurting. He could understand that.

Bucky woke up in a startled panic, reaching to your side of the bed quickly, sitting up to find you when he doesn’t feel you. “Y/n?”

His voice is scratchy, a mix of all the screaming from yesterday, and he slowly realizes you aren’t there as the memories resurface.You weren’t here, you were gone. They weren’t able to find you yesterday.

A knock sounds at the door and Bucky jumps up, excitement filling him as he rushes to answer, hoping to see your face on the other side of the door, only to find Steve on the other side. His heart plummets to his stomach as his friend looks at him softly.

“You found your way to her apartments then?”

“I think I came here immediately yesterday.” He answers truthfully, letting Steve in before looking around the room, seeing all the dead plants. “How did her plants die in a day?”

“Buck…..” Steve starts, and Bucky tenses, fists clenched as he turns to his friend. “It’s been…. It’s been a week.”

“What?” Bucky laughs, flinching as Steve turns on the light.

“It’s been a week. You came here the night we brought you back and you passed out, I think because of the head injury-”

“If it’s been a week then where is my doll?”

“We…. we can’t find her Buck.” Steve sighs, rubbing between his eyes. “I think it’s time you and I talked about some things-”

“Talk about things? I can’t talk I have to go find her Steve-” He moves to pass his friend but Steve shoots his hand out to catch him.

“I think it’s time to admit you love her.”

Freak freak freak freak freak.

Your mouth was dry and your feet hurt, this was the only thing you could comprehend.

The lady in the market was staring at you wildly, looking terrified as she reached a hand towards you, concern flashing through her eyes. “Are you okay?”

She had a heavy accent, one that reminded you of someone, but you couldn’t put your finger on it. What was it…..russian?

“Do you want me to call someone?” She asks, rubbing your shoulders. “What’s your name?”

“I…..I’m….” Who were you? You blinked slowly, trying to remember who you were. All you saw was a flash of someone with a metal arm before you were met with a bald man in a lab coat. “I… don’t…. Who am I?”

Bucky finds himself in the med bay the next morning after a long lecture from Steve, staring at Sam as his friend runs on the treadmill.

“I… I am so confused. Steve said you were in critical condition?”

“He was.” Cho answers in amazement, reading the stats that Sam is sending through the tech pad in her hands. “But he is completely healed.”

“How?”

“Y/n, there were traces of her vines left in the wound. It’s completely healed now.”

“Her…. she’s never done that before.” Bucky mumbles, a tight feeling in his chest. “What do you think it means?”

“I think we need to find Y/n, as fast as we can. That was way too much energy used.” Cho answers, a grim expression on her face.

Bucky could do that, he would tear apart the world to find you.

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felice-jaganshi · 1 month

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My Fallen Apple

Chapter 12

The two of you spend months planning, but something important is missing… Zariah, your best friend in heaven, won't answer her phone. Lucifer can see how sad and uncertain you look, and confronts you.

“Hey, what's gotten my Little Apple down?” He wraps an arm around your waist.

“It's… My best friend. Before I moved down here, I told her about you, and she said if we ever got married, she'd take the trip to hell to be my maid of honor without hesitation. But, she hasn't answered my texts since last extermination.”

“Oh geez… You don't think she was one of the exorcists do you?” He felt guilty, her friend may have been killed by his people.

“No way! She's always been a pacifist, even when we were alive.” Which made this even more distressing, why would she suddenly go silent?

“Well, what's her name? I still got a few contacts in heaven, maybe I could set you up a meeting to talk things out?” He would do anything for her. He already knew he'd have to deal with heaven soon anyways. No matter how terrifying, he wasn't pushing it onto Charlie anymore. He was the king, damn it!

“Her name's Zariah. She has orange-” His eyes go wide and he cuts you off.

“Oh Fuck! Her?! She's been staying at the hotel!”

“What?! What the fuck, why hasn't she called me then?!” You're both excited and worried about the news. You thought for sure she would have contacted you right away!

“She uh… she kind of sold her soul to another demon. She's on his leash, so it's likely she can't go anywhere without his permission.” He answered, looking away, he didn't like seeing her so upset. Even though it wasn't targeted to him, it still felt bad.

You groan in frustration, “Oh my god! That's fucking great .” You take a breath to calm down. “Okay, let's go. I wanna see her now .” Your tone is firm. You're trying to control your anger. You're not mad at Lucifer, you're mad at whoever the fuck had your bestie on a leash .

He nods mutely, and opens a portal, taking both of you to the hotel. You immediately storm through and Charlie looks confused, “Becca? Dad? Is everything okay?”

“Sweetheart, where's Zariah? Turns out she and Becca were friends in heaven.”

“Oh, she and Alastor are out in cannibal town getting tea with Rosie. They should be back in a bit.”

You look at Charlie, “Is that the one who has her soul? What kind of demon is he? You said cannibal town?!” You had a sinking feeling…

“Oh, he's known as the radio demon. And it's actually really nice over there if you don't eat anything you're offered.” She sounded nervous.

“Fucking… God damn it!” You look back through your texts with her and read them out. “ 'Found a book on a radio host serial killer, best thing I've read in months, wish I could meet him.' That's her last text to me before going silent. So I'm guessing she fucking found him!” You're so mad at Zariah! You expected her to be smarter than trying to date an actual serial killer! “When she gets back here I'm shaking her so hard! ” You never hit her, but she could be so…

Lucifer put a comforting arm around your shoulders, “Whoa there, Apple Tart, calm down…”

_______

The two eventually did return to the hotel, and as soon as your eyes met, she squeaked and ran to you.

“Becca!!” You let her hug you and can't help but hug back.

“Zariah! You've been here this whole time and didn't call me?! I've missed you!!” Her purrs are comforting, to the point you almost forget why you were mad.

“My phone broke when I fell, and you know I never memorized anyone's numbers.”

Radio static fills your ears, and you look to see a red clothed demon, who speaks with a radio filter.

“Ah, an old friend of yours darling? You must introduce me.” His smile was creepy in that it didn't reach his eyes.

“Oh, yeah!” She pulls back from your hug. “Alastor, this is Becca, my bestie beyond life and death! We used to call each other soulmates when we were alive. I still think we are, honestly! Becca, this is Alastor, the radio demon! Remember when I texted you about my research?! I found him!” She's practically bouncing on her heels in excitement.

“I can see that.” Your tone is filled with irritation, “I heard you sold your soul to him.” You suddenly grab her by the shoulders and gently, yet vigorously, shake her. “What is wrong with you?! Of course serial killers are charming, it's how they catch their prey! Make. Better. Decisions! ” Zariah goes along with the shaking, not putting up any resistance to it.

“Whoa, Becca, calm down! I'm fine! Al would never hurt-”

“No! Do not!” You stop shaking her. “I'm saying this because I love you. You need to get out of this ‘deal’ thing and get back to heaven where you're safe.”

You can hear Alastor growling, and it's terrifying.

“Becca, no! I'm not leaving him anymore than you'd leave Lucifer! He's never going to hurt me, it's part of the deal I made, why does everyone think I'm an idiot?! I may not be the smartest, but I'm not dumb!”

Alastor suddenly wrapped an arm around Zariah and pulled her to his chest.

“Miss Becca, I believe we've gotten off on the wrong foot. I only kill sinners. Even in life, that was true. So please, do calm down. I would never harm my darling. She is more precious to me than you realize.” His words sounded so genuine.

“Fine, but I'm keeping an eye on you. You hurt her, and I'm coming for your head!” You level a solid glare at him, and he nods.

“Agreed, if I fail my dearest, you have every right to seek restitution on her behalf.”

“Oookay, well this was exciting!” Charlie jumped in, “But now let's focus back in on some positives!” She wanted to stop any potential fights before they broke out.

“Right, Z, there was a reason I was looking for you.” You say, “Remember when you promised to be my maid of honor if I got married? Well, it's happening!” You finally drop the bomb, and Zariah squeals in delight and hugs you tight!

“Oh my god, yes!! He actually proposed?! I'm so happy for you!”

Lucifer smiled fondly as he watched the two of you, it was sweet. And he was glad to finally have someone who might be able to convince Zariah to get out of her deal with the demon. Or at least to leverage her power over Alastor and get him to stop being such an ass to him all the time!

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headfullofpresley · 1 year

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Caroline's first day of school maybe? Where she's so excited for it until she realizes that Elvis won't be going in with her.

𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞, 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Caroline Presley (x reader)

Word count: 3K

Warnings: 60s!elvis, elvis isn't famous (i love me some 'normal' family vibes), soft dad!elvis, caroline being a lil dramaqueen, mention of red west, red has a son. this doesn't follow timelines of any of my other fics with caroline.

A/N: this request has been sitting in my inbox for a pretty long time (oops), but here it is- i hope this finds it way back to you, nonnie!! made it 60s!elvis because he has my heart. i love writing for dad!elvis, so don't be afraid to request more for him!

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Caroline had been up for hours.

You didn’t even have to wake her before you got up for work because as you went to check on her, she was already sitting in the middle of her room, playing with her toys.

At five years old, she was quite the independent little girl. She usually slept through the entire night and when she’d be up before you and Elvis were, she stayed in her room to play until she heard you talking or coming out of your bedroom. You knew the reason why she was awake so early now and that was because she started kindergarten for the first time today- she could barely sleep last night due to her excitement.

You decided to let Elvis sleep for a little longer and gave Caroline a bath while also getting yourself ready before bringing her to the kitchen for breakfast. She allowed it, but she couldn’t wait until her father woke up and would bring her to school- you weren’t worried about your little girl or whatsoever. You and Elvis told her that she’d be without either of you for several hours while at school, but she told you that it didn’t matter and that she was excited to play with other children.

Red and Pat’s little boy was attending for the first time today too, so at least she had a familiar face to turn to.

You entertained your daughter until it was time for you to leave and when you brought her into your bedroom to wake up Elvis, you saw he was already up and doing his hair in the ensuite bathroom, freshly showered.

“There’s my pretty girls,” he grinned as he turned to you, holding his hair-product covered hands away from you as he leaned in to kiss you. Caroline was already puckering her lips for hers as she tugged on his trousers, giggling as he pecked her lips with a theatrical “mwah!”.

“Give me a kiss, Care. Mommy’s leaving,” you told her as you bend down to her level, opening your arms for her. She turned away from her father who quickly finished his hair and washed his hands, throwing her arms around your neck. She promised you to be a good girl and to have fun today when you told her so and hugged you tightly, carefully kissing your lips as she was always worried that your lipstick would smudge on her face.

You said your goodbyes to your husband, which took longer than your daughter liked, making her playfully push you out of the bathroom. She wanted to get to school as fast as possible and Elvis wasn’t ready to leave yet.

“You got your lunch, baby?”

“You put it in my bag, Daddy!” Caroline giggled from the backseat as she looked at him through the rearview mirror, knowing he was joking because he was grinning from ear to ear.

Just like you, Elvis wasn’t worried about Caroline. She had been excited for this day the entire past week and couldn’t stop talking about playing with Benji West and about her teacher, despite not even having met the woman yet. He heard the horror stories you had told him about you crying and screaming bloody murder when your mother dropped you off at school for the first time, but he was absolutely convinced Caroline wasn’t going to be like that.

She’d be calm and collected- just as he was as a child. She wouldn’t be as dramatic as her mother sometimes was as a child- not with this.

As he drove to the school while listening to his daughter sing along to the radio, he didn’t realise there was a storm waiting for him at Caroline’s future classroom.

Elvis was one of the few dad’s bringing his child to school. He figured most families were living a traditional life with the man working full time while the mother stayed at home to take care of the children- he had once wanted it to be that way too, but he knew you well enough that you weren’t happy sitting at home all day and you were the kind of woman he couldn’t hold under his thumb. He loved you and you were passionate about your job, so he wasn’t going to be an ass of a husband and hold you back.

Both you and him had jobs that paid good enough to work part-time and live a very comfortable life- you’d switch bringing Caroline to school, so today wouldn’t be the last time he’d walk his daughter to her class.

His presence didn’t go unnoticed as pretty much every mother there questioned what he was doing there (but mostly if he was a single dad or not) but he didn’t care about their eyes on him. He never did mind getting female attention, but his attention was only on the tiny female next to him, skipping down the hallway while clinging onto his hand.

She was still excited- a good sign.

As she noticed Red and Benji, she let go of Elvis’ hand immediately and ran over to her friend to hug him- he was a little more shy than her, something he definitely did not get from his father, and he hugged her back awkwardly.

“Monday’s your day too, huh?” Red grinned at Caroline’s dad and one of his oldest friends, making the raven haired man laugh and nod.

“How’s Benji doin’? Nervous?”

Red took off Benji’s jacket, who turned his attention on Caroline who handed her bag to Elvis, and nodded as he let out a deep sigh and showed Elvis a roll of his eyes. “He barely slept last night and this morning was even worse- he was in tears the whole ride here,”

Elvis chuckled and gave Red a comforting slap on his shoulder, giving him some silent support. He was extremely happy that Caroline hadn’t shown any signs of nerves or whatsoever. Even now she was still happy and excited- she tugged on Elvis’ hand to stop him from talking to Red and as he looked at her, he followed her little finger that pointed at the woman who appeared in the door opening.

“Benji West?” she questioned as she looked at the little ginger haired boy, who Red gently pulled along to her. Caroline watched with curious eyes before she tightened her grip on Elvis’ hand.

Suddenly, panic seemed to settle in her system. Children were going into the classroom with their parents, but the parents were coming out alone and leaving. Elvis took her bag in his hand and kneeled down in front of her, laughing softly as he saw her lowerlip slightly trembling.

“What’s goin’ on, Carebear?” he questioned as he took off her jacket and hung it on the little coat racks by the door. She took the chance to slip her arms around his neck and stand in between his bent legs, holding onto him for dear life.

“I wanna go home, Daddy,” she whispered in his ear, her voice shaky. He frowned, gently pulling her back in the embrace to look at her. Her eyes were filled with tears and he could see she was trying to be strong and hold them back.

“Go home? We just got here, honey,” he smiled softly at her, quickly thumbing a stray tear that rolled down her cheek away. “It’s only for a little bit. Before you know it, Daddy’s gonna be right here waitin’ for ya again.”

She shook her head, clinging onto his neck with her hands and fighting him off when he tried to peel her arms off of him. It broke his heart to see her like this and having to leave her behind while she’s in a state like this, but he had talked this through with you.

He knew that the best thing to do was to tell her to have a good day and leave her in the care of her teacher, because she was going to forget about him after settling for a little bit, but it was just so damn hard.

If it were up to him, he’d pick her up and take her right back home.

“Don’t leave, Daddy. I wanna go with you,” this time she started fully crying as she noticed Red coming out of the classroom without Benji. Red gave Elvis a sympathetic look before he said he’d wait outside, disappearing down the hall. This only made Caroline cry harder, succesfully fighting off Elvis’ attempt to hold her back and hiding her face in his neck.

“Caroline Presley?” the cheerful teacher who appeared in the door opening again chirped as she looked at some girls in the hallway. Elvis looked at her, a little bit annoyed at her timing.

“She’ll be right there,” he snapped at her, making the young teacher blush and nod, focusing her attention on another girl and her mother.

“Care, honey, look at Daddy,” he told his daughter, his voice immediately soft and gentle as he got her attention. She slowly lifted her head out of his neck and looked at him, shoulders shaking as her sobs got softer when he shushed her. “Daddy has to leave for work, and Mommy is at work too, so that means you have to stay here for a little bit- but here you can play and make friends and make as much mess as you want,” he whispered, making sure her teacher didn’t hear him.

At five years old, Caroline wasn’t aware of her parents’ work schedules, so he wasn’t worried about the little lie he told her. He wiped her tears away as he gently cupped her little face, smiling sweetly at her. “Benji is here too, and your teacher looks really nice- you wanted to meet her, didn’t you, honey? I bet she’ll love ya,”

Caroline looked up at the teacher that was already busy running up and down, making sure the kids in the classroom were okay and greeting new kids and their parents. Caroline grabbed onto Elvis’ arms, sniffling softly.

“You will come back, right, Daddy?”

“Honey, ofcourse I will! Daddy’s goin’ to be here again in just a few hours and then you might not even wanna leave again,” he grinned, kissing her forehead.

That was something she definitely did not believe. She still didn’t want him to go, but as he was making moves to get up, she realised she was going to have to try something else. She let out a cry again and sat on the floor as he stood up straight, putting her face in her hands.

“I want Mommy!” she yelled angrily when he told her to get up- Elvis sighed deeply, ignoring the looks he got from mothers in the hallway as best as he could. He gently grabbed his daughter’s arm and pulled her up, looking at her.

He knew this was just a way for her to get what she wanted. While Caroline wasn’t a difficult child most of the time, she had her temper tantrums now and then. And she mostly did it to him because she knew he’d cave eventually, but right now, he couldn’t- as much as he wanted to.

“Mommy’s at work, Care. C’mon, look at Benji- he ain’t cryin’ anymore,” he said as he pointed at Benji in the classroom who was already laughing and playing with other kids. Caroline huffed and looked away, not wanting to look at her friend, but instead clinging onto her father’s leg.

“The best thing to do is leave, Mr. Presley. I’ll take care of her,” the teacher spoke up despite feeling a little nervous to speak to Elvis with the way he snapped at her earlier. She looked at Caroline and persuaded her to take her hand- Caroline was doubtful, but as she saw the silent but stern eyes of her father, she realised her best option was probably to listen. Elvis gave the teacher a quick smile before he leaned in to Caroline, giving her one more kiss and standing up straight again before she could once more cling onto him.

“Daddy loves you, baby. I’ll see you this afternoon,” he told her and for a second, it looked like she had accepted her faith, but as her teacher wanted to take her into the classroom, she was in tears all over again.

Her teacher told him to go, but the way his daughter was screaming for him as if he was giving her up for the rest of her life broke his heart into a million pieces. He quickly handed her bag to the teacher and walked away, but he hadn’t even taken three steps before he turned around and bursted into the classroom.

“She has a wheat allergy- do not let her trade her lunch with any of the other kids, except for Benji, because he has the same and-“

“Mr. Presley, I know, we have her information in our files- will you please just go?!” the teacher who was trying to hold Caroline back nearly begged. Caroline reached her arms out to him, trying to run past her teacher and back into her father’s arms. He cursed under his breath, apologizing to the teacher as he quickly gave his daughter one last kiss and ruffled a hand through Benji’s hair before walking out of the classroom and out of the school.

He made sure he blinked the tears that stung in his own eyes away before he met up with Red outside.

Having Caroline in school for most of the day was something Elvis had to get used to. On his days off, he’d usually spend the day with his daughter and had his hands full with her. Now his free days apparently consisted of having lunch with Red like they were a couple of stay-at-home dad’s and doing chores around the house, counting down the hours on the clock before he had to pick up his daughter again.

A life he didn’t quite see in his future when he was younger, but he couldn’t say he entirely disliked it.

He was more than happy when the clock struck three and he parked his car outside of the school, once more ignoring the moms who were watching him and whispering God knows what to each other. He immediately made his way to the classroom with Red and greeted Benji who was the first one to run out.

“Caroline is still with the teacher!” Benji announced as Red shrugged his jacket on, pointing into the classroom. Elvis chuckled and said his goodbyes to Red and his boy before walking into the room, knocking on the door to announce his arrival.

Caroline looked up as she was putting away some building blocks after showing her creations to her teacher. She looked as relaxed and calm as ever, but a wide smile spread across her face as she noticed her father standing there.

“Daddy!” she called out to him as she ran over with open arms and hugged him as he lifted her off the floor and took her in his arms. He laughed and greeted her with a kiss on her cheek, smiling at her.

“Did’ya have fun, princess?” he asked and she nodded frantically, wiggling herself out of his arms and pulling him along to the play corner when her feet were back on the ground, showing him what she had available to play with and pointing at a drawing she made that her teacher put on the wall.

“She stopped crying five minutes after you left this morning. She’s been a real good girl all day, I love having her around,” her teacher smiled as she stood next to Elvis, watching him watch Caroline point out drawings on the wall. “You did a fine job raising her,”

He licked his lips, trying to stop himself from laughing out loud, letting a grin break through. Turning to the teacher, he raised an eyebrow as his hand automatically grabbed onto the straps of Caroline’s bag she handed to him- he kept holding onto it as Caroline shoved some of her things in it, but he kept his eyes on her teacher. “Thank you. I’ll make sure to forward the compliment to my wife,”

He knew Caroline’s file very obviously had your name in it as well. He wasn’t a single dad and the teacher knew that- he couldn’t help but be amused by her lame attempt of flirting with him. He didn’t mind the attention of mothers, but he wasn’t going to give them anything else other than the privilege of just looking. And he wasn’t going to give his daughter’s teacher anything more either.

He was perfectly happy with his own little family.

“Let’s go, Daddy!” Caroline, who was oblivious to what was going on, chirped up happily as she zipped up her bag and slipped her hand into Elvis’. Her teacher cleared her throat a little, hoping the flush on her cheeks wasn’t too obvious when she said her goodbyes to Caroline. Caroline waved her off, pulling her father out of the classroom.

On the way home, Caroline talked her father’s ears off the entire time. She told him the things she had done today, who she played with, what and who she liked and did not like and that she was oh so excited about going back tomorrow.

Elvis was happy that his daughter had a good day and that she hadn’t been miserable all day- something he had been a little worried about, despite knowing that wouldn’t be the case.

First times are always scary and he knew this wouldn’t be Caroline’s last first time. She was a big girl and he was proud of her for today- and also a little bit of himself for not bringing her home in the morning like he wanted to.

Despite knowing Caroline could handle herself, he was glad that he was working again tomorrow and you were the one bringing her to school.

He just hoped that next time it was his turn she wouldn’t be as sad to see him leave, but he secretly hoped that she wouldn’t spare you the crying and screaming tomorrow because he just knew you were going to tease him for being such a softie.

You were tougher and a little more strict, but he was sure as hell that her crying that sounded like the world was coming to an end could even crack a tough cookie like you.

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The Power of Understanding / Part 7 (v2)

Revised/rewritten v2 posted on: 2023/09/10

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Chapters: Part 6, Part 8

Now we introduce the REAL Hylian!

What is this?: Random snippets of adventure of Translator!Reader and Linked Universe. Summary: You have been with the Chain for a while now, as their "scholar" and translator. You know everything about them, because you are from our world. But do they know the truth about how you can understand everyone? Warnings: You will be uncomfortable. You will see things that look like gibberish. That's "Modern Hylian"! Based on the grammar book here. If you are interested in what they said... Well, stay tuned ;) Some cussing. Actual depiction of a panic attack. Points of interest: This is your thing if you are into the mystery of chain being able to talk to each other, or if you are interested in seeing some Hylian. I am an actual trained linguist IRL, hence this HAD to be written!

In this chapter: The morning after. There is trouble in paradise. On top of that, suddenly everything becomes gibberish once again, just like the moment you dropped into the world of Hyrule for the first time, two years ago.

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You opened your eyes once again, this time to a bright morning. Link wasn't there with you in the bed roll anymore. You guessed he was a bit embarrassed, you thought to yourself, and he got up earlier than others. As the sunlight was kissing your cheeks, you were feeling refreshed, rested. You were feeling suspiciously optimistic.

Maybe today wasn't going to be a bad day after all! Maybe you could ignore the fact that once again you were thrown off into a random world. At least this time you had Link with you, and you could always talk to him.

...and also cuddle him.

You could already smell the breakfast, you stood up in the bedroll, slowly stretching and yawning. You saw other Links were also in the process of tidying their stuff up.

You made eye contact with the teenager for a moment, he had a friendly grin on his face.

"Good morning!" you told nobody in particular, then Wild looked at you with a puzzled yet gentle smile. It was just English after all.

Then you said good morning to him again in the language you both spoke, but he just raised an eyebrow.

"Hirelo kekur!" shouted the teenager (Sailor was what they were calling him). You also saw Link’s ears perk up, all the other Links replied to him as well, with something similar. It wasn't hard to guess what it meant. But, YOUR Link also replied.

Huh? What? Now that didn't sound like ANYTHING you have heard before. Only vaguely familiar.

Sailor put his hands to his waist, made an exaggerated gesture of smelling motion towards Link and his makeshift cooking pot, in a pleasant way and said something else. Link just nodded, said another word and let out a chuckle.

Now, the Sailor seemed surprised. He just pointed a finger towards him and said

"Hi ga tueyul tina Holaya toyul, kane?!"

"Hey, ti klietin sin!" Link replied. Now all the other Links seemed interested in the conversation. They kept saying things to each other.

You? You had no idea. This was scary. Nothing they said made sense to you. Twilight must have noticed your expression of pure terror, because you locked eyes for a moment. You had now the glimmer of hope, he understood you last night, right?

"Hey wolf guy, good morning to you too" you said to him.

The rest of the group was stunned. Twilight's eyes were wide. Well, maybe it was a secret? Oops? Then you realized that wasn't even the least of your worries...

The Old Man, after rolling his bedroll back to his backpack, signed towards you.

"Radi ni? Ni tueyil ken tin sueriy."

Oh no. Oh no. OH NO. They didn't understand SHIT.

Hyrule replied to him, "Ti ga riebun, red maden, ti ga klietin nio."

"Kan? Lami ni tueyil ker?" Twilight also looked confused, and this question was more directed towards Wild, who at this point, stopped stirring whatever soup he was making.

"Layi?" said Sky.

You were already standing up, moving towards him. You spoke the language you used to speak with him, you know, until last night. However, the words were so hard to pull up from your brain, they weren't flowing anymore. It sounded so ridiculous coming out from your mouth.

"Link? What's going on? You understand them now?" you spoke with a desperate tone, in a language that probably did not exist anymore. You were almost pleading.

He was silent. Then he opened his mouth, the words flew, and as the words flew, you felt as if somebody was making you participate in the ice bucket challenge without your consent.

"Kane.. kon..." he was saying.

"Kan gonen…" Link with the red tunic (Vet, they called him?) said from behind, witnessing the whole thing.

Link, your Link. He had no idea what you said. He was supposed to be your anchor in this shitshow. After all these years, do you really need to start over? Wasn't it enough to suffer the language barrier once already, after being thrown into a strange world not once, but twice? You missed everyone, but you were just starting to accept your reality. Why you? Why was it you?

And then, without any warning, you started to shiver, even though the weather was warm. You moved back toward the bed roll, wrapping yourself into the blanket, sitting on the floor, shaking.

Your breathing started to quicken, your chest tightened, and an impending sense of doom surrounded you. Your heart was beating so fast, it was about to jump out of your chest. Your chest was hurting as if an elephant sat on it. You struggled to grasp onto anything stable. You were hyperventilating.

This was a panic attack.

Link noticed what was happening to you right away, ran towards you and got your hands. He just started to take breaths in front of you, trying to look into your eyes.

"Ti sir," he said softly, as he took a deep breath.

You tried to follow suit. That's what you did to him when it happened. Held his hands, sat in front of him, and gestured to him to breathe together. He was just doing the same.

"Lum..." another one.

"Sum..." another one.

"Tum..." and another one.

He was counting. You would always count to three.

You just counted with him, until you started to calm down. Slowly.

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As you were walking through the woods, you assumed you already lost some time to whatever schedule they set, as they were talking, no, arguing intensely about something. Specifically Rulie and Time (you dubbed the OoT Link as such). They were also sometimes looking at your way.

"Tin luekom tim tia loyen," Twilight said decisively. The Old Man wasn't protesting either.

Link wasn't leaving your side, at any case. You wanted to tell him that it's okay now, no need to treat you like a princess. You just wanted to be treated normally. Though you were about to die in the well of embarrassment after what you pulled in front of the legendary heroes.

"Woah, mijero" said the Sailor looking at you, suddenly appearing from the side. By the Goddesses, the Links were already so short, a teenager felt like a little gnome. Didn't even want to mention Four (you were tempted to call him Mini, but thought better of it, even if only in your mind)...

You were around 1.65 cm (5'4 for my American readers), which already made you taller than Link. Sure, except Wind (the Sailor), these were adult men, but you pretty much felt like a giant. Only Time, Twilight and the Captain were around your height and maybe a bit taller, and they were mature adults.

So you just assumed Wind was acting surprised. You just chuckled at him. Or maybe your ears?

He pulled your hand and pointed towards the single cloud in the sky.

"Vuleh," he said, pointing at it. again.

"Cloud?" you said, trying to make the shape of it with your hands.

"Layi! Vuleh!"

You smiled and tried to say the word yourself.

"Vu-leh." what an awkward word it was. You liked it.

He made sure to make you repeat it five more times.

The little rascal was trying to distract you by teaching you words. You felt fuzzy inside. Link just chuckled, he also seemed to have agreed that this was a great idea. You continued the little game for a while.

You saw a little butterfly nearby.

"Butterfly!" you beamed.

"Kywag!" this time, Four said back. Seemed like he was watching.

And the excruciatingly tiring walk continued until you reached a place that was oddly familiar to you... You went to a spring, which Vet and Rulie rushed towards for some reason, the Captain screaming something after them and Time just sighing. Twilight followed them with calmer steps instead. He had a nostalgic look on his face. It looked like he was paying his respects to it.

Oh, of course. This was the Ordon Spring.

You were going to Ordon Village.

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donniesexceptionalmind · 5 months

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hello! i've recently found myself interested in speculative evolution/biology, and while i'm not certain how much you know of the subject, you do seem very knowledgeable in space stuff, so i thought i'd ask your opinion on this anyway. if nothing else, it's an interesting conversation starter.

how do you think life would evolve on a planet with three moons, in a circumbinary star system, that is otherwise similar to earth?

This is SUCH an incredible question & I very much appreciate you asking!

It is estimated that 50–60% of binary stars are capable of supporting habitable terrestrial planets within stable orbital ranges!

There are many factors you have to consider to give a good answer here:

What kind of stars are we talking about? Because it DOES matter if they are, say, neutron stars or red dwarves/white dwarves - radiation, solar winds, temperature, magnetic fields, ...

Three moons: Are those rather tiny or big? Because tides are a thing, they have a lot of influence on the landscape

What type of orbit does the planet have? Does it loop around both stars or just one of them?

For this theorizing here, I'll assume a circumbinary planet, also called P-type, since you mentioned the planet orbiting both stars.

Planets that orbit just one star in a binary system are said to have "S-type" orbits, whereas those that orbit around both stars have "P-type" or "circumbinary" orbits.

For a circumbinary planet, orbital stability is guaranteed only if the planet's distance from the stars is significantly greater than star-to-star distance.

The minimum stable star-to-circumbinary-planet separation is about 2–4 times the binary star separation, or orbital period, about 3–8 times the binary period.

The classic approach would be that life would develop in water, so for that to happen, we must have water on the planet.

If Earth-like planets form in or migrate into the circumbinary habitable zone, they would be capable of sustaining liquid water on their surface in spite of the dynamical & radiative interaction with the stars!

We will assume that the terrestrial planet has water.

And if liquid water is present, life could happen!

YET: A secondary star provides an additional source of radiation & gravitational perturbations & while it may not influence fluid water, it could influence the stability of the planets climate!

Due to the orbit around both stars, the radiation received by the planet in binary systems changes over time.

The evolution of life on a planet requires not only that the initial conditions of the planet are favorable to the evolution of life but also that the planet subsequently remains habitable without interruption.

Based on this, three cases are possible:

Habitable

Part-habitable (life has to go dormant for a reoccuring period of time)

(Unhabitable)

Part-habitable planets would be interesting to look at!

But that may be a thing for another time to discuss...

Here's a paper I used for reference.

Have a cookie 🍪

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proudfreakmetarusonniku · 8 months

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Primetober Day 1: It’s Not Kidnapping If You Make The Rules, with all three extra themes (Kidnapping, Gaslighting, and “You'll do as I say.”)

Boy in the bunker AU. Five year old Tommy is remembering a little of his life outside with the SBI, and Dream makes sure to convince him he's just going crazy. Warnings for kidnapping, manipulation, gaslighting, isolation, imprisonment, abuse and neglect of a very young child, traumabonding, and ableist rhetoric used to victim blame a child.

ao3 if you prefer

— “Dream?” Tommy grasped hard on his big brother’s leg, like a vice grip stopping him from leaving and making Tommy all lonely again. He’d left for a long, long time when he’d gone through the bunker doors last time, long enough that all the food had run out except the ones in the big cupboards he wasn’t able to reach yet, and he’d curled up crying in the top bunk holding his aching stomach for two miserable nights. That was where Dream slept, after all, and the silky green sheets almost felt like his big brother was hugging him from far away. “You gotta stay. You gotta.”

Dream chuckled. “Toms, I just got back. I’m not gonna get you cereal then immediately bounce.”

“Oh.” Tommy turned red, though he didn’t let go. He was a big boy- it was his fifth birthday just before Dream had left last!- but he could still be clingy, right? It felt childish and silly for a big kid to do, but Dream always praised Tommy for it, so it was good, right? “Why’d it take you so long to find shit? Did the rabi- radi- poison cloud bomb shit hurt you?”

Dream had told him all about how the world got fucked up when he was only little. There used to be a big island outside the bunker doors, with lots of people, and stuff like schools and other stuff that was on the DVDs. But then the countries, which were like really big families but not really where one person controlled everything like Dream did with him, but they were mean about it, bombed each other, and the bombs had poison in them, and it killed everyone except him and Dream, because Dream had found the bunker and taken him there.

It was always scary whenever Dream went out scavenging in the surface world. Every time, Tommy made a thousand prayers that he wouldn’t get hurt. He wasn’t really sure what a prayer was, but people did it in the movies, so it must work. Once, Tommy forgot to do his prayers, and when he realised he was so worried that he was sick all over the bed because he thought he’d killed Dream and he’d starve to death alone.

There was the Gun- Dream always said that if one of them was gonna die, he’d take it and kill both of them quickly because it was better than dying in pain or being alone, but Tommy wasn’t big enough to reach the cupboard it was kept in. Besides, only Dream was allowed to use the Gun. Once, he’d hit Tommy just for looking at it for too long, but it was only a little hit, so it was okay because Dream did stuff that left scars when he needed a proper lesson. They didn’t show that on the TV, but Dream had told him that what was on the TV was made up and that stuff like talking cats weren’t real. But cats were, which was equally as weird as talking cats, Tommy thought.

“Nah, I’m fine, lil’ cockroach.” Dream ruffled Tommy’s hair, grimacing a little at its messy state. “God, you need a bath. You’re filthy. Did you roll around in the greenhouse or something?”

“… nooooo?” Tommy yelped as Dream pulled his curls, just enough to hurt. “Okay, okay, I did it, m’ sorry! I wanted to see if the dirt would make my hair brown, so I got some dirt and poured it over me.” He put on his best puppy-dog impression. “I take full respo-sbility for my actions. So, uh, you can hit me and stuff.”

“Aww, look at you, trying to be manipulative. It’s adorable.” Dream laughed. “Fine, you can get away with it for now.”

Tommy giggled at that, before he suddenly stopped. Oh yeah, there was something important he had to tell his big brother. The excitement of finally having someone around was so overwhelming he’d nearly forgotten. “Uh, Dream? Can I tell you something?”

“Course, Tommy. We’re family, right? You can tell me anything.” It sounded more like an order than a comfort, but Tommy was used to orders. Dream said that if he didn’t follow all the orders, then maybe something would go wrong, and the toxic thingy would seep through the doors, and they’d die, and Tommy didn’t want to die. Being alive was pretty awesome, he thought. “Don’t you trust me, lil bro?”

“Of- of course! It’s just- it’s about b’fore, y’know, the bombs an’ shit. I had- I could remember it.”

Dream froze up at that, glaring down at Tommy like there was something dangerous about what he said. Tommy nervously fiddled with his fingers, voice catching in his throat, before Dream gave a sickly sweet smile, one that didn’t reach his eyes. “What could you remember, little bug?” His voice was honeyed, but Tommy knew well enough the poison it hid.

“I- uh, it was when I was real little. Back before I realised I was a boy and stuff.” Tommy couldn’t look his brother in the eyes, feeling somehow guilty about it even though he didn’t know what he did wrong. But it upset Dream, and therefore Tommy couldn’t help but get the sickening feeling he deserved punishment. “I was in a pink dress- like that one in Sims, right? And I was- I was in a park, and there was grass under my feet and shit. And- uh, I think I remember- I don’t know, I don’t think he was my dad. He looked kinda like you, so I guess he was my big brother?”

Tommy gulped, and Dream continued to look down at him, unblinking. “Continue.” His voice was like ice.

“U-um.” Tommy could feel tears pricking at his eyes. He knew he was gonna get a whooping, but it’d probably be worse if he directly disobeyed Dream, so he continued. “Well, I uh, I was playing with a doll, but I lost it, and this nice man got it for me, but then we were really far away from my other brother. And I looked up and- and it was you! And you had the Knife, and you just kinda picked me up and ran.” Tommy laughed, the idea seeming funny. He must have been so tiny back then. “And then I got this.” He gestured at the rough scar across his chest- the first Dream ever gave him, which he treasured because it meant Dream cared enough to correct him, and that meant he loved him.

“Tommy.” Dream didn’t sound mad, just completely emotionless. “Don’t tell lies.”

“I-I’m not- it’s- I ’member it, promise!” Tommy huffed, putting his hands on his hips. “I remember it.”

“Really?” Dream raised an eyebrow.

“Really really. I can pinkie promise if you want.”

“No, no, I believe you.” Dream’s voice was suddenly calm, suddenly sickly sweet again. “But, Tommy… that means you’re not well.”

Tommy blinked. “Huh?”

“Tommy… how could I meet you in a park if I found you after the bombs fell? That doesn’t make sense. Think about it.” Dream gently ruffled Tommy’s hair as he spoke, giving him a sad smile. “I… some people just aren’t well, Tommy. What they see and hear isn’t what’s really going on. I wish I knew this earlier, so I could help…”

Tommy furrowed his brows, deep in thought. “Does that mean… anything I see and hear and shit? It could all be- like, stuff I made up?”

Dream nodded. “Mhm. But it’s okay. I can do all the thinking for you! Just- just tell me everything you see and hear and remember at the end of the day, and I’ll tell you what the truth is. Okay?”

“Even if I do something bad? Won’t I get in trouble?”

“I mean, yeah, but if you avoid doing that and don’t speak to me, you’ll also be in trouble, right? So it’s fine.”

“… Right.” The idea of there being no way of avoiding hurt seemed horrible, but if Dream thought it was correct… it had to be, right? Everything Dream did prevented the outside things from breaking in and poisoning them, so Tommy had to trust him, or else they’d both die, and neither of them wanted to die.

“Try not to sound so bratty about that, God.” Tommy couldn’t tell if Dream was joking or not saying that, an equal mix of humour and frustration in his voice, and he instinctively flinched. “I make the rules for a reason, Tommy. I keep us alive. I keep us more than alive. I keep the electricity running and get you your favourite food. All I ask is your obedience; is that so hard? Christ.” He covered his face with his hands, sighing. “I guess I can’t blame you. You- you’re not well. It’s not your fault that you’re fragile. It just means you need a firmer hand.”

Something about being called fragile made Tommy feel really upset, but if Dream was saying it, then it had to be correct, and Tommy was being the unreasonable one. Maybe he was fucking crazy. Maybe he was thinking wrong stuff, maybe he needed Dream to tell him everything.

And would that be so bad? Dream was his big brother, and he was the bestest big brother ever. He tucked Tommy into bed, he cooked his favourite food, he played Smash with him all day long sometimes, and even sometimes let him win. When Tommy realised he was a boy, he immediately gave him a cool new name and cool new clothes. He gave the best hugs and was so cool to talk to, he had the most awesome stories about what he did in the surface world. Tommy was pretty sure most of them were fake because they all contradicted each other, but they were so cool he didn’t care. And no matter how long he had to leave, he always came back.

Yeah, Dream knew best. He made the rules for a reason.

“M’ sorry. I’ll tell you everything.” Tommy gave the biggest grin he could, even though he didn’t feel happy, he just felt guilty and stupid. “You’re so smart and cool. I trust you.”

“Aww, and you’re so smart and cool too, Tommy, else you wouldn’t realise that!” Dream laughed, all venom in his voice dissipated. “Also, we need to wash the dirt out of your hair. Seriously, how did you get so much in?”

Tommy batted his eyes innocently. “It was an accident, I swear.” He burst into giggles at that too, and they were both smiling, tension removed from the air. All was well again, and Tommy had learnt a valuable lesson.

He just needed to rely on Dream over his own senses, and everything would be okay.

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ya think I'm possessed~

Layer/Rei, Scaramouche, Teru, Azul

Summary: seems your s/o and you have caught the attention of a cheeky little ghost!

Notes: I really thought I was gonna finish this in a night...Azul and Teru have tbhk references to the time Nene was possessed by Hanako! Might upload an updated masterlist post so people don't have to read a whole essay 🌝

Warnings: Suggestive humor

You heard from Masuki that there's a ghost that possesses bassists. "Come on that can't be real" "No way! Ako said the ghost possessed Lisa recently! It targets people with long hair!!" Masuki jumps in "YOU KNOW THEIR POSSESSED WHEN THEY SUDDENLY WEAR RED-"

"I'm sure no ghost will appear" Rei comes into the room. "Sorry I took so long I was talking to Tae. Oh Y/n , nice to see you here" "you too Rei" Masuki and Rokka are huddled behind you that's when you notice Reis wearing a red coat. You've seen it before but she rarely wears it unless you two are on a date....but this is practice....oh HELL NO. you excuse the three of you and avoid her like a plague. Like your all hiding in Chu2's cry closet and if she ever caught you, you'd scream and split up. "Rokka what the hell are you doing this is my hiding spot" "I wanna stay with you you don't know if the ghost comes in here! ><" "so you're using me as bait" "I mean you and rei like each other right? What if she resists the ghost because of the power of love!" "That's so stupid" "that's the best romantic plot ever" "MASUKI?!" You both yell.

You guys hear the door open. As you and Rokka hug each other tightly shaking and sobbing you hear the voice of a radiative midget. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE" Chu2 and Pareo found you guys huddled in the closet "Reis been possessed by a ghost-. Is she still wearing red?" "Yea?" "Oh my god you didn't hear about the ghost bassist" as soon as Rokka told them they hid with you guys.

Rei was confused, the coat was a coat you liked. You often borrowed it too...so why were you running from her. She thinks you're mad at her and sits on the couch huddled up. She decides to ask someone for advice, they respond immediately. "always works with my friends!" you all heard the doorbell 10 minutes after...someone had to get it-

"1 2 3 not it" "WHYED YOU ALL OUT ME IMMEDIATELY" you get out the closet grumbling. "If I get murdered by an angry ghost I blame you guys. Coming back as the hash shlinging slasher" You get out to see a pizza order for Wakana Rei It was a trap. "Oh- I thought Chu2 only sent me to get it-" Chu2 never told her anything- Chu2s still looking up if a ghost bassist is even real. "Rei~ hehe...shit I mean uhh how's the weather~". Tall joke...last ditch effort. You ran away with the pizza. Her walking after you WHICH WAS TERRIFYING.

She grabs your wrist "so what do you say we spend a bit of time together? Not like the rest of the bands here" "that isn't necessary I'll be heading home now-" You try to move back as she begins walking with you. "Why I don't see why, you usually stay till practice ends" "I have to leave early!" "You would have said something to me earlier" she's pushed you into a wall now her looking down at you with sorrowful annoyed eyes. "Rei um...you don't happen to be possessed do you"

Both your hands are pinned to a wall now. This was what you running away was about? "You think I'm possessed?" She grips you tighter. "Well a ghost bassist is going around that possessed Lisa as of" she looks at you scrunching her eyes."mep-" Well now you've probably angered the touch starved ghost possessing your girlfriend. You look up at her only to look down again. She could probably scare Masukis with the look she was giving you.

She bursts out laughing tears developing in her eyes. "Oh thank goodness, I thought you couldn't even bear to look at me" she sighs looking at you calmly. "Rei, I would never" " thank god" she kisses you deeply a kiss she felt she deserved. You pulled back "so how are we gonna tell the others" "does it really matter?" Her hands were everywhere kissing your neck and such. This was one of the moments you can see how touch-starved Rei can get. "You know the others are probably praying to their lucky stars that I'm alright ya know-" "I was too" "Rei!" You try to think. OK if Rei was possessed she simply wouldn't set up a whole trap for you instead would have called you and asked, but knowing you were in the penthouse and everyone's ignoring her she most likely got confused and scared and usually she'd ask for advice...oh. everything just sort of clicked when you realized that advice part.

You hear the clank of buckets behind you two "UNHAND OUR NUMBER ONE SUBSCRIBER YOU GHOSTLY FIEND" "GUYS WAIT ITS FINE SHE ISNT POSSESSED" "and how do you know the ghost isn't trying to trick you?" Pareo speaks up. "Tae put her up to this...plus she isnt wearing red anymore sooo" "oh..." "wait howed you know Tae came up with that" "only Tae would tell you to go through with something like that knowing it would draw someone out sounds like a tactic she would use on Arisa..." silence has never been so loud. "LAY WERE SORRY" "WE WERE ABOUT TO PUT SALT ALL OVER THE PENTHOUSE" "you were what-"

And so RAS was off to practice with their newly not possessed vocalist. Before practice, Rei put her coat over you, joining the rest of the band afterward. you got to watch Masuki and Rokka eye Rei to make triple sure she wasn't gonna suddenly do some ghost stuff. Their eyes say it all "you think her heads gonna turn like an owls?!?" "There's no ghost in- DID HER HEAD JUST MOVE-" the band talking without saying words all making sure Rei doesn't get any ghostly ideas

Rokka does tell Rei about the ghost story after practice. "Oh yea? I think I saw that story pop up on a fake story site" "HUH" you all jump back. "Ako really scammed you huh" "But she said-" Rokkas phone rings Akos calling. "ROKKA! THE GHOST TURNED OUT TO BE LISAS REFLECTION ON GLASS" "....are you serious" "Why what happened?" "I'll tell you at school"...

You were trying to scare the traveler that a spirit haunted sumerus forest. "It's said that if you go into the forest and wander near disturbed land. THE SPIRIT WILL DISGUISE AS SOMEONE YOU HOLD DEAR AND SWOOP YOU AWAY NEVER TO BE SEEN AGAIN" "that sounds like a stupid tale" Paimon shrugs "oh but it's true there's people that remember their encounters with the spirit!" You joked. "Fun to see you traveler safe travels!"

You got a commission about the very same forest the next day. You stretch before entering as you feel the whole atmosphere change around you. "Alright just gotta exorcise a spirit and live to tell the tale" you quicken your pace using elemental sight to spot anything. Still nothing...him...

That's when someone comes screaming to you "HELP HELPPPP!!" "HEY HEY calm down what's going on" "There's a spirit! It's coming for me I can feel it!" "Sir I'll escort you just stay calm" "th-thank you-" You escort him holding onto his hand. "Straight down is the gate" "THANK YOU" he nearly runs away on sightseeing the gate. You tried to go in deeper when more and more people kept coming up to you crying and yelling. You eventually started to ignore them to keep going in.

Turns out it was a good choice because it seems you were in a new area. Dark yet well lit and quiet. "Y/n~" you look around pulling out your weapon. "Y/n~ why are you so hostile? Relax a little" the voice sounded exactly like your beloved. "Boo" a soft blow on your ear you turned around using your vision to strike the thing behind you. "What's wrong? Do I fluster you that much" " Scara!...wait" you push the non-lethal side of your weapon into him. "Knew it"

"Knew what?" "Your the spirit terrorizing the adventures!" "HUH?!" "DON'T PLAY DUMB NOW, How dare you copy my lovers quite adorable face!" "Adorable?!" The fake scara begins to blush. "I'll send you back to once you came" You stuck the fake as more popped up there'd seem to be an infinite amount. All that fighting had you wondering...there's only one reported sighting of a ghost despite there being multiple people running out the forest when you came in. Then it hit you, perhaps the people you saw were in cahoots' with the spirit with the commission being an actual adventurer. That's when an idea hit you.

You pinned one of the fakes to the ground. "Scara...you're so cute when you can't even keep eye contact" you leaned into kiss the fake. "STOP STOP STOP STOOPPP" the fake poofed into an aranara and so did the others. The real Scaramouche covering his face while speed walking up to you. he catches up to you and shakes you "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU-" "What's wrong with you trying to keep a forest to yourself" "THIS IS A PRIVATE PLACE" he sighs. "And all adventures do is make noise while I try to relax. They're so obnoxious"

"So you made aranara pretend to be people to scare away adventures and tucker them out" "exactly" "scara-" "don't give me that smug look you look like your about to nag me" "maybe~" he groans. "you used the fairytale to trick outsiders" you hug him from behind "how cleaver~" he looks away from you "to think you came up with this just to get some alone time. Why aren't you cute~" now your pinching his cheek. Instead of nagging he got the worse route of teasing.

"Really thought you were possessed there for a second" An aranara tugs on your leg "if I may fellow nara, how did you know?" You smile at this "you see your friend here doesn't need to breathe, so when I felt him take a breath I knew he was an imposter" "that's amazing fellow nara!" "Also cause you got his chest size wrong but a few centimeters"

".....what" Scara turns to you shocked you even said that. Blushing like a mad man while covering his chest. "HOW DO YOU EVEN KNOW THAT KIND OF INFORMATION" "you thought I couldn't tell?!" "FELLOW NARA WHY DO YOU PAY ATTENTION TO THOSE DETAILS" "so that way stuff like this doesn't happen" "fellow nara I think you came too prepared" "when it comes to Scara I'm never too prepared ☆"

He's scared of how much you know about him after that chest comment. Next, you're going to say how you can tell his lip's crust if he doesn't use a paintbrush to put on chapstick. "I'll be reporting back to Catherine, make sure not to scare people too much!" He spits a raspberry at you turns around and starts to feel the place you pinched him. "You must really like that nara" "yea....I MEAN THATS NONE OF YOUR BUISNESS!!"

"Yo if you possess Teru's s/o and make em do some crazy shit, I'll start some beef between students" "BETTT BRO" and so the ghost went off to find you kicking you out of your own body.

Yo! The names Y/n and currently I'm being held hostage in my own body! The ghost possessing me has alot more demeanor than my usual self. It was rizzing up everyone and everything it saw. "Are you practicing for someone" "Yea" you gasped loudly purposely trying to irritate them "WHAT PLANS DO YOU HAVE WITH THEM" "just trying to win a bet don't worry. You'll have your body back when I'm done~" "what if I get exorcised while your in my body" "...skill issue" "ARE YOU KIDDING ME"

you were praying that Akane or Nene saw you those two are the only people besides Teru you think can help right now. "CAN YOU STOP THINKING ITS CLOUDING MY MIND TOO" "well now i know how to piss you off" Its been two days, it got annoyed of your thoughts and decided on an idea kicking itself out of your body and forcing you back in you only re possessing you when someone began talking to you. You became alot more popular in this timespan. Teru noticing that you've all been acting a bit...strange.

"You haven't been making friends with any ghosts have you?" The atmosphere became stiff, the ghost hiding behind you "I didn't even know there were ghosts in this school" "Uh huh" he looks behind you. "Very well...if you ever see one" he puts his hand under your chin pulling you in closer "call me"

You and the ghost began to bond. Writing to each other on a post it. "Your learning this stuff? Will this ever be useful?" "School want to profit off of students that made it big." "I see.." "you didn't learn this when you were alive?" The ghost didn't answer instead looking off to the side. The ghost began helping you cheat on tests and quizzes. The ghost even informed you on gossip around school. "that girl over there talks to herself almost everyday" "well yea there's a ghost next to her"

you walked home with Teru that day. As you were about to drift to sleep you spot a figure forming in the corner. you grab something nearby to protect yourself. "Relax kid jeez" "ARENT GHOSTS BOUND TO THE SCHOOL-" "not when you bring the item they're attached to dingus" "You put that in there" you sigh. "Alright you tell me what you want IN detail and I'll try to help you out" the ghost crosses it's arms smirking "alright kid. If I'm able to make you do something ridiculous my friend bet me that he'll start some juicy gossip with students" "so you're possessing me to cause trouble" "You know how drama is it'll blow over" "You might ruin those kids reputations" "not like they had any to begin with" you sigh picking up your phone. "What are you doing" you didn't answer only dialed a number " Hi Teru~" "HEY HEY PUT THAT DOWN" "Y/n why are you up at this hour" your fighting the ghost for control over your body at this point. "Nothing it's just *static* there's a *static* so how was your day sweet cheeks *static* SWEET CHEEKS?!" "Hehe Y/n~ you really know how to brighten up someone's mood. You mind meeting me after school tomorrow?" "Yea that sounds great" you both simultaneously answer

And so the next school day was over you headed to the student council office. "Y/n~ so glad to see you!" "So glad to see you two Teru, your fingers intertwine with his. he turns but you keep hold "I didn't know you were feeling romantic today, howed everything go?" "You know just ordinary school stuff" "how'd your day go?" If anyone else on the outside saw this they'd say you two were making up a dance. In reality, the ghost, who you've named Weiner, tries to not give Teru any hints that your being possessed

"Hey Yashiro look up!" Hanako points at a window seeing you and Teru. Teru...DANCING?!? OH THIS IS SOMETHING SHE NEVER KNEW SHE NEEDED IN HER LIFE. then she sees you and him come to a halt near the window you kissing him right then and there. Yashiro felt like she just got struck by lighting and got on her knees in defeat. "Ohhhh....maybe that wasn't a good idea" Yashiro had to be given a pep talk by Hanako and the Mokke

You wince in pain feeling something sting your lower back and wake up back in your body after floating on the ceiling for about 30 minutes. You remember seeing Weiner and Teru kissing before blinking. What you didn't notice was how tightly he was holding you. Was he doing this before- You also noticed that he kisses with his eyes open. You pull away pulling up a chair after pulling away. "all that dancing must have knocked the wind outta you" he pulls up a chair next to you. "Guess I had some energy left over" the smile he constantly has on his face is enough to make a heart melt. "Teru...someone has to teach you how to kiss better" "you aren't satisfied with the way I kiss-" "you kiss like your trying to suck someone's soul out the mouth"

He decided to walk you home that day, getting up to your door he hugs you tightly. "Call me if anything happens...alright?" "I'll be fine Teru, stay safe" he waits for you to close your door before heading off. You get up to your room still noticing the sharp sting. You got up to check it in front of a mirror noticing a small squarish shape on your back. Looks cool!

You didn't question it tho. You didn't question Weiner's disappearance either. He must have gotten what he needed and left. You didn't wanna admit it, but you missed talking to him...even if he didn't say goodbye.

You've been acting a bit strange. Well a bits an understatement. "Azul~ you don't think you've been at it for what...two hours now?" You rub a finger under his chin casually putting an arm on his shoulder. "I'll be done in a few angelfish" "you've been saying that for hours~ tell ya what you can do the rest of these tomorrow and we can go on a nice tea date"

He liked this version of you. But he's also very scared of this version. You always appear when he needs to do work yet he never gets to talk to you outside of class. It's like you only come into existence in his office.

He begins to notice blue rings in your irises and a small top hat floating around you. "What's wrong, see something ya like?" "Dear I didn't know you were a fan of hats" "so you noticed ♡" you sit on his lap "My my you really do pay close attention to me" He's flustered He's scared he's worried, hes just now noticing how loose your uniform is. the guys going through the 5 stages of grief. "I really should get back to work now" you look disappointed "alright~. I'll be back dear. Take a break everyone once in a while" you close the door heading back to your dorm.

You close the door behind you letting the ghost exit. "Ahh it's so nice to go back into the world!" "That's good that your enjoying yourself" "y/n you really are the best curator of ramshackle" the ghosts hugs you excitedly "I'm pretty sure I'm just the dorm leader at this point..." "THE GREATEST ONE OF ALL TIME"

It's been like this for a week the ghost wanted to see the outside world and you didn't want to attend class. So you and the ghost decided on a deal "let me see the outside world and you won't be in class spiritually" You'd try to ask what the ghost had been doing but they would say "oh what you would normally do~" Grim would try to tell you only to get hushed by the ghost. So you decided to ask them not to possess you on weekends. "Alright you've already done so much for me!"

you headed to the mystery shop and it was unusually crowded. People buying roses and gifts strange...valentines day isn't near. You try to ask someone what's going. "Excuse me-" "PLEASE HAVE THIS ROSE" "huh?" Now everyone's looking at you. "Y/N PLEASE ACCEPT THIS PLUSHIE!!" "Y/N LETS HANGOUT LATER!!" "Y/N PLEASE ACCEPT THIS MUSHROOM" it was then you realized what the ghost has been doing in your body. You fix your posture and smirk "maybe later" the crowd gets sad "you said that last time tho-" "I'm a busy person!...I'll tale the mushroom tho" ":D" "catch you all later ☆" leaving the mystery shop and making sure to not go the same route you usually do heading to the lounge.

" y/n, it seems you've made a name for yourself~" "Jade thank god" you hand him the mushroom "you mind if I see Azul if he's in his office" with the mushroom bribe he didn't know how to say no and escorted you to his office. Azul looking up at you in relief but also fear. "Azul~ still doing work?" Save him, he's aggressively scribbling in work trying to get it done "the stacks gotten bigger...I can do it with you" Azul looks up at you his eyes nearly sparkling "is something wrong?" "No no it's nothing" he stands up holding your cheeks "no blue circles..." "?" Without a second thought, he hugs you tight.

"What is even" "WHY WERE YOU ACTING WERID THIS WHOLE WEEK?!" "HUH-" he looks down blushing trying to make eye contact yet looking away "you...you kept coming in here telling me to stop working while.." he seems embarrassed...."that ghost must have been good " "ghost?" "Kinda had a ghost possess me so I didn't have to go to class spiritually" "..."

All that torture all of the times he got rizzed up...all of the hours that could have been spent on work...he doesn't mind putting down a workload to hang out with you but HE LOST ALL THAT TIME AND IT WASNT EVEN YOU. He's pretty sure he kissed the ghost in your body one of those times. "Please tell me before you do anything like that again" "I told them to- . Did they not tell you?" he looks away again. "DID YOU DO SOMETHING WEIRD WITH THEM?!" You say in a teasing manner "please don't ask me for details"

You walk into ramshackle "AH Y/N YOUR BACK!" the ghost hugs you. "Why yes I am and I've brought someone too!" You present Azul to them. They jump back. "You?!" "Did you do anything weird to him" "Why I did what the body wanted to do" "... which was" the ghost pouts looking away in embarrassment. "You went on a date in my stead didn't you" "uh..." they're both looking away now. You were annoyed they wouldn't tell you but still found it kinda funny. "I'm getting a confession out of one of you"

You investigate them both only for them to give the same reaction as before and figure one will just tell you tomorrow you went up to your room to rest. You receive a text from Azul right as you plop onto bed. "am i pathetic" "?" "The ghost mentioned that it was only doing what the body wanted them to do so I must ask...do you find me that pathetic-" "when in public no, IN PRIVATE you'd probably bend over backward over a single kiss" "..." "hehe~" "I have you know I'm very serious!" "Heading to the lounge rn if I pin you to a wall and tell you to sing your abcs you'd probably do it without thinking" "you wouldn't dare"

Azul texting that was his biggest mistake you were there in an instant. Pinning him to a wall, fingers intertwined, you keeping eye contact. "Sing your abcs" "...." times like this he wished to be in the octopot.

#bang dream #genshin impact #bandori #ras x reader #tbhk #tbhk teru #toilet bound hanako kun #rei wakana #wakana rei #scaramouche #wanderer #genshin wanderer #genshin x reader #tbhk x reader #tbhk x y/n #twisted wonderland #azul ashengrotto

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redqueeen99 · 3 months

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Lucifer (hazbin hotel) fanfic- in love..not again...- no…not him again…

7 years later

present

Luna P.O.V

I roll over in the bed and slowly open my eyes noticing that my partner is not in it. getting up I start to get dressed i grab clothes from the closet and get in the shower. after I was done I opened the door to see my partner in the room again.

"why good Morning to you too," I say walking out into the room in the towel.

I open the drawer get my red underwear and bra put them on drop the towel grab my white low floral skirt and red crop top and put in my black boots.

"Morning, my dear," Alastor says

"What? no hey, my pet or something like normal?" I say turning my head and looking at him. he's normally a lot more... well more. something's off.

"no not right now, hun," he says walking to me and putting his hand on my arm that I cover with my long gloves looking down sadly at it. I look away sighing

"It's not that bad."

"you always say that. let me see."

"al-"

" Let.me.see" he wasn't asking. That is an order. I pull the sleeve off and he licks it making me wince trying to pull away from him. I hate when he touches me it's never sweet or innocent.

he glares up at me pulling me closer and hurting me in the process.

"done do that you understand me," he says sternly pulling me closer so he can whisper in my ear

"done make me have to remind you who I am"

I start to shake from the memory. and instantly I obey him nodding my head and doing whatever he wants he touches me and I stand there like a doll letting him. he instantly flips a switch and just like that the make is on. I back away from him before he can say anything.

"It's fine," I say pulling away from him

"Are you sure, my dear I'm-"

"Don't." I cut him off knowing what he was going to say. it's always the same thing I don't want to hear it.

"just don't. it's fine really."

he sighs nodding his head as we exit our room. my long brown floor leaned hair cuts off right off my ankle i had it down today with a little bit of a curl in it. As I walk down the long hallway I start to go into my head. I and Alastor have been together for 2 years now the first day I met him well let's just say when we first met it was a wolf in sheep's clothing. it was great at first but after I told him about something in my past it took a dark turn. he's nothing but a self-centered, sadistic, cruel, psychopathic, monster. my love for him faded over the time he made his love and tendencies in a sweet caring mask. Sometimes I forget he is a monster i like those days a lot better.

As I made my way to the entrance of the hotel I saw everyone rushing around cleaning and putting up decorations and everything about 20 minutes later everything was done I walked down the stairs about to ask Charlie what was going on until she opened the door and I freeze as I reach the bottom of the stairs.

"CHARLIE!!" he says happily and my eyes widen and everything around me disappears.

no...no it cant be...

he walks in further.

this isn't happening

no.. not him again...

"oh hewwo. KeeKee" he says petting the cat

"razzle, dazzle," says hello to the twin daemons in the process of also threatening they better be watching over Charlie he walks further in not noticing me yet.

he looks around the place sees the bar and asks what is that

Al- "Just some of the renovations we had done, add a bit of color, don't you think?"

Alastor knew. I know he did he can smell him on me the day we met. he doesn't like it. at all.

I look between them he can smell me on him too. not good.

"And you are?"

he asks him suspiciously

"Alastor! a pleasure to meet you, sir, quite a pleasure"

no, it wasn't

"It's nice to finally put a face to the name. you are much shorter in real life"

he says and I can't believe he said that to him but then again this is al after all.

"Who is this? Are you the bellhop?"

"no, I am the host of the hotel. you might have heard of me from my radio broadcast."

scare tactic.

"hmm? nope! guess that's why Charlie called it the 'hazbin' hotel! hahaha"

"ha ha ha it was my idea"

"haha well. it not very clever."

"haha fuck you."

they get in each other's faces glaring at each other if it weren't for Charlie I don't know what would have happened. She goes on to continue showing him around alastor goes in every so often to try and get on his nerves and then he asks her to show him her other friends. first going to Vaggie saying she was her girlfriend. he was surprised, to say the least after that she introduced him to Sir Pensticous and Angel Dust after them was Husk and Niffty she ran up to him acting odd as usual. then she does the one thing I was dreading turns to me and makes him notice me

no... don't Charlie... please.

"oh! And of course, you know this one come to say hi"

she grabs my hand and pushes me right into his chest and I look into his eyes

those eyes. everything fades and just like that it's just us.

we stared at each other for what felt like forever until I backed away blushing a little bit.

"Hello, its good to see you, your majesty.."

he grabs my hand and kisses it making my words die

"It's good to see you too again Luna and what did I say about that ?"

I smile a little bit looking away a bit

"It's good to see you…..

Lucifer”

he smiles and walks away not before brushing my hand as he walks

oh lord what have I just walked into

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travelers-of-the-multiverse · 9 months

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@areborndream

It had been a few years for the young moth of dreams since she came to live with Reyna. As such, in that time, Radi's powers over dreams had begun to manifest. Because of that, Reyna believed it was time for Radi to travel to a place that could help her powers. Thankfully, it wasn't truly so far, with the portal system Rivelon had in place. With a mere walk through the portal, Reyna arrives in the Marble City, formerly called the Forbidden City.

"Here we are dear. This is where you'll learn the ways of dreams." She says. The city was of course, created of pure reflective marble. The stone reflected the light well, as the sun shines down brightly. But the marble had many colors woven into it's design, from gorgeous reds, to serene blues. They were a short distance away from the House of Dreams, but Reyna wanted Radi to see what the land looked like, and how differently the sun shines down here.

#ic #rp #reyna: rivelon's guide #areborndream: young dream goddess

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babeyvenus · 1 year

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My Future

Derek Hale x OC

Samantha, Stiles and Scott are always joking about the impossible. Who wouldn't when your best friend's dad is the sheriff of Beacon Hills? All jokes stop when they realize the impossible is indeed possible.

Chapter 63: We Hear You

Regardless of how he was feeling, Stiles sat on a bench, keeping himself from crying. He shouldn't have to. He wasn't gone. Not yet.

He felt the bench shift and saw an old woman turned to him, smiling. "I'm waiting for a train."

Stiles nodded a bit. "Yeah, it's probably running late.", he mumbled.

"I'm going to see my grandchildren.", the lady smiled widely, her manner surprisingly making Stiles' smile as well.

The small woman laid her shaky hand on his shoulder. "Who are you going to see?", she asked.

"Uh," his jaw shifted as he swallowed. "No one."

The lady furrowed her brow, confused. Stiles looked at her confused and before he could ask what was wrong, the intercom came on, a voice speaking through it. "The following stops have been canceled, Hollatine, Batten," Stiles got up and took a few steps towards the speaker of the intercom. "Bay Burry, Deer Ridge, Red Oak Trenton, Anderson, King Springs."

Once the calls were done, Stiles' eyes tracked the wires that ran across the ceiling, wrapping themselves around different poles of each speaker.

He followed where all the wires gathered, moving into a room he hadn't seen. Peter's eyes followed him as he leaned on a pillar, his arms crossed against his chest. "Intercom.", he said. and Stiles glanced at him. "Maybe a radio?" Stiles looked back, going up to the door and opened it, walking in with Peter behind him.

Stiles looked at all the controls of the radio. Something he was familiar with in his jeep.

He frowned, his eyes widening. He has a radio in his jeep that connects to the sheriff's station.

"If I could fix this to contact the sheriff's station, I could get someone to get us out.", Stiles said, already touching up on some stuff.

"Your theory is ridiculous.", Peter spoke as he paced behind him.

Stiles noticed a black wire was broken. "Magnetic disturbances and a few pixelated photos doesn't mean that you can use a ham radio to communicate across a supernatural barrier.", Peter said, making Stiles look at him with an unimpressed face before the boy reached down, grabbed both ends of the cord and focused on putting it together.

"Ghost Riders can't be seen, heard, or remembered. You really think they're gonna leave a gadget around that you can use to call your friends?", Peter asked.

Once Stiles got the two ends together and twisted them, he turned the dial on the radio which caused a loud high-pitched feedback to come through. Both him and Peter covered their ears, groaning.

On the other side of the world, Sam, Scott, and Malia wince, trying to block out the high pitch whine coming from the jeep.

"How'd you turn it on?", Malia asked. Sam frowned. "I don't have the keys.", she said and rushed to open the driver's side door.

Her eyebrows furrowed. "A radio?" How had she not noticed that before?

While Stiles was trying to figure out the ham radio, trying new things, Peter sat relaxed. "Take your time. No rush. Only thing at stake is any evidence of our existence… soon to be lost… forever.", he mumbled.

"Okay, not helping.", Stiles retorted, turning a dial on causing and with Peter's sensitive hearing, he heard the horses, his attention snapping towards the door.

"Shit.", Peter muttered before running up to the machines and unplugged them all.

Before Stiles could ask, Peter snuck them out before the Ghost Rider could find them. The both of them hid behind the one pillar, watching the rider go in with his gun and after a bit, came back out, visibly looking angry at the passengers.

Peter leaned in over Stiles's shoulder, whispering. "In case you're keeping count, that's twice I've saved your life today."

Stiles frowned before following the eldest Hale.

Scott searched the jeep with Lydia and Sam. The noise that came from the radio suddenly stopped. Scott looked up. "Why'd it stop?", Malia asked.

"It doesn't matter." Lydia stated, trying to push on the Master Switch, but it wasn't working. She sighed, "There has to be a reason."

Scott sniffed, looking around the jeep. "What…?" He mumbled, closing his eyes to breathe in the rush of familiar scents.

"You caught a scent?" Lydia perked up. "Yeah. Uh….ours… mine, yours, all four of ours.", Scott said.

"Mine?" Malia asked, confused. "I've never been in this Jeep before."

"Neither have I.", Scott shook his head.

"Well for some reason, I was in there but I still don't know why.", Sam said. Lydia spoke up. "Yes, you guys have been in here. You just don't remember it."

"I thought we were done with that.", Malia said before glancing at Scott who cleared his throat.

"Parrish checked the VIN number, though. There's no record of the owner."

"Well, the jeep is here somehow. Are we just gonna ignore the fact that I somehow magically appeared in it?", Sam emphasized with wide eyes.

They looked at her with unsure faces. "Sam, he can't be real. Maybe you just sleepwalked your way inside.", Malia said.

Sam frowned at the girl. "I don't sleep walk. I never have. And how could I have gotten in the jeep, there's no signs of aggressive entry. I didn't break a handle or a window, and it was locked."

"Well we might have some type answers.", Lydia said, holding a registration form. Scott reached for it, grabbed it and read it. "This is from '96. And there's no name."

"But there's an address.", Lydia pointed out and Sam moved closer to see the address. "129 Woodbine Lane. That's–"

"The sheriff's house.", Lydia said, sadly. She took a deep breath before readying herself. "I need to go there."

Sam and Scott frowned. "By yourself?", Sam asked. Lydia nodded. "I feel like I need to."

The three gave her a nod, watching her leave the jeep and ran into her car, leaving the school's parking lot.

Sam got into the jeep, moving to the passenger side and sighed. With glossy eyes, she settled into the seat, looking down at her hands.

Where she sat felt so… real. It felt normal. She didn't feel out of place. Visions flashed through her mind once more.

She was in the passenger seat. In a dress. She went to the winter formal? She remembers that.

She remembered waking up, covered in dirt. She remembers seeing the light scar over her eyelid but never questioned why it was there in the first place.

She turned to the back seats, moving back there as she looked at the front seats, another vision flashing through her mind.

She remembers being outside the sheriff's station, watching the receptionist. Two guys were in the front seats but she can't remember their faces.

She remembers a man with a black leather jacket and a boy with a red flannel shirt talking. Who was the man? Why wasn't he here? Was he affected too? Did he know Stiles?

Moments later, Lydia had shown up and they watched as the guy from earlier backed his tow truck in front of the jeep and got out to face the teenagers. "We already paid you. I gave you all of my money for that drop fee.", Scott said.

"Yeah, I dropped it, all right? Now I'm picking it up again.", the man said.

"How much?" Lydia asked, getting into her purse. "I'll write you a check."

The man stopped her. "It's not about how much.", he said. "They want it out of here, okay? It's not up to me."

"Well, this vehicle isn't abandoned. You saw me in it!", Sam exclaimed as she stepped in front of the jeep.

The guy scoffed, a slight smile coming to his face. "Either you move, or I move you. I'm hookin' this thing up and I am towing it away."

Sam glared at the man. "You're not touching this damn jeep.", she growled.

Scott noticed the girl's nails had gotten longer and darker and before he could say anything, the back of the tow truck squealed and gained the teenagers' attention, seeing Malia holding the hook.

As she held it up, she yanked it off of the wire, making the guy turn around to take notice. "Your truck's broke.", she said, nonchalantly handing him the metal hook.

In shock, he grabbed it with slow hands. Malia grinned as the man left.

Scott looked at Sam who had yet to calm down, and grabbed both her hands. "You need to relax. Breathe.", he said, softly making her fists clench before helping them unclench as he takes a breath and softly lets it out.

He had her repeat the motions, slowly calming her down and saw her nails had shortened once more.

"How'd you know to do that?", Sam asked. Scott smiled. "I think you taught me."

In the train station, Ghost Riders gathered, making the passengers hurtle into mass hysteria. Stiles jumped over a bench, crouching down behind it and Peter did the same, watching everything unfold.

Stiles saw one of the Ghost Riders drop a Beacon Hills Lacrosse player and others. "This place is really starting to fill up.", Peter muttered.

One Lacrosse player got up taking off her helmet and another girl was near, seeing her on the floor. "Gwen?" Gwen glanced up, seeing the other girl who she seemed to know. "Gwen!"

"Phoebe?", Gwen hugged her and Phoebe hugged back. "Oh, my god, you're here!"

Stiles frowned as he watched the interaction. "Wait a second. That girl �� I know that girl. Her name is Gwen. She plays lacrosse."

He looked at Peter before looking at the Ghost riders. "How long has this been going on?", Stiles whispered to Peter.

Peter glanced at the Arrivals and Departures board, seeing how Beacon Hills was listed first and he turned back, realizing what was happening. "This isn't a train station, this is a way station.", he said, now frustrated. "It's not gonna stop."

He looked back at the board once more. This was it. Beacon Hills was going to be a big hit within a few days and there wasn't much they could do. Peter sighed harshly as he placed his forehead in the side of the bench.

"What is it?", Stiles asked, noticing Peter's sudden behavior. "What are those places? Bannack? Canaan? I know you know something."

"We gotta get out of here. Nobody is safe.", Peter said.

"Yeah, in here?", Stiles asked, sarcastically.

"In Beacon Hills. Your friends, your family, everyone. Everyone that you've ever known.", Peter said, crouching. "They're gonna be taken.", he said before hurrying off into the tunnel.

"Where are you going?", Stiles called out, before following him.

He caught up with Peter, panting. "What did you see up there? The towns. What did it mean?"

"I just told you. They're never gonna stop.", Peter said.

Stiles frowned. "Okay, so what's the plan then?"

"I'm goin' through the portal.", Peter simply said.

"Wait, wait, wait.", Stiles stopped him. "No one gets through the portal. You said that yourself."

"No human can. But I'm better than a human, remember? I'll heal.", Peter reminded him.

Stiles moved to stand in front of Peter. "If you survive, you have to find my friends, okay? You have to tell them about us, 'cause they're not gonna remember me, so you have to tell them that I'm here—"

Peter cut him off. "Stiles, lemme make this perfectly clear. When I survive—if I survive, I'm going to get as far away from Beacon Hills as I possibly can," Peter told him.

"And, if I happen upon one of your below-average friends and it doesn't inconvenience me, I might mention your name.", he says and walks around him.

"Yeah? What about Malia?", Stiles asked, making Peter come to a stop. "Even after all the shitty things you've done, I know you're doing this for her. You're risking being incinerated for her. And I'm okay with that."

Peter turned to Stiles promptly, only to get cut off by the sound of neighing in the distance. "You need to stall them.", he told Stiles.

"W-What? How?", he asked, knowing he didn't stand a chance against those things.

"Use your head.", Peter said, rushing to hide behind a pillar.

Peter shifted his foot and felt something hard underneath it. He looked down and saw Stiles' keys to the Jeep. With a frown, he picked them up, watching as Stiles threw a bench into the middle of the tracks, which slowed the horses down a little.

After the one passed, Peter jumped from the platform, grasping onto the back of the horse, fighting with the rider on the way out.

Stiles watched the interaction, a weird sense of relief flooded his body as he saw Peter go through before looking at the rider who looked up at him.

Before Stiles could run, the rider cracked his whip, wrapping it around Stiles' neck, and pulled him down to the tracks before leaving through the portal.

Stiles groaned as his back hit the wall behind him, rubbing his sore neck. His eyes widened as he saw a light shine from his wrist, seeing the illuminated crescent moon on the corner of his wrist.

He remembers that Sam had linked him to her whenever something went wrong. Either she got the message, or something was wrong on the other end.

He hoped it was the former.

The four that sat in the jeep, almost lulled to sleep, had jumped at the loud, ground shaking roar they had heard.

Once it stopped, they looked at each other. "What the hell was that?", Sam asked.

"You guys heard that too?", Malia asked. Lydia frowned. "I think all of Beacon Hills heard it."

"Who is it?", Scott asked, looking at both Sam and Malia.

"I'm not sure, but I think I recognize it.", Malia said hesitantly.

"It does sound scarily familiar.", Sam said. Impatiently, Lydia snapped at them. "Go!"

The three rushed out of the jeep, the two following the burnt scent while Sam followed them.

"Hey, any luck?", Scott asked, finding Sam and Malia in a small clearing.

"No.", Malia said. "He hasn't roared again. I've got a scent, but…"

"There's something wrong with it," Scott finished for her, knowing what she meant.

They heard another loud roar, weakening as they got closer. After a moment of looking, they spotted a charred body on the ground.

They could barely recognize the body but Sam paused as she saw it. Another vision flashed as she remembered red eyes. She remembers being chased into the woods.

"I hear a heartbeat.", Malia said, glancing between Scott and Sam.

"Who is that?", Scott asked.

"I don't know, but I know the scent. Even through the barbecue.", she told him.

Sam frowned at her. "You don't remember who it is?", she asked as she knelt by the body.

Malia frowned in confusion and kneeled at Peter's other side. Scott looked around for any signs of fire. "How do you think he got here? There's no tracks, no fire…", he said.

Peter's eyes flashed open, the light blue the only color against the black remains of his body. Malia and Sam gasped and flinched away.

"Oh, my God!", Malia exclaimed, looking up at Scott. "Peter!"

Scott came and knelt near Peter's head, still confused. "Who's Peter?"

"Peter Hale — my dad.", Malia clarified.

"Peter….?", Sam muttered as she looked at the man before looking in his eyes. Her memories of the man flooded her brain, making her gasp softly.

She remembered his snarkiness, his sarcasm, even him defending her and vice versa. She especially remembers him biting her. "He bit me…"

Scott nodded. "Me too.", he muttered, remembering every moment specifically with Peter. "How could I forget him?", he asked, looking down at the man.

"How did I forget him?", Malia asked, frowning. She glanced down, seeing Peter trying to move his hand. "He has something."

Peter tried his best to speak, but he couldn't. His wheezes spoke for him. Sam quickly grabbed Peter's hand, shocked at the pain she absorbed.

It seemed to be helping him heal faster, but still. Where had she learned to do that?

Groaning at the pain she absorbed, she watched as her arms darkened as she looked at the charred man.

Scott and Malia helped, wincing in pain as well, helping the eldest Hale ease into relief as he teetered his way in and out of consciousness.

Malia checked his hand again, and she grabbed what he was holding.

"What is it?", Sam asked. The three frowned as she held up what he held tightly.

It was a set of car keys.

Before any of them could say anything, a bright light shined in Scott and Malia's face as they looked at Sam.

Both of them looked at the girl in shock, while Sam looked at them in confusion. "What?", she asked.

Scott hurriedly pulled out his phone and showed Sam her reflection, showing that a bright crescent moon was shining on her forehead.

Her eyes widened. What the hell…?

A quick vision flashed once more. She saw the jeep toppled over with fire near it. Why was the jeep toppled over? What happened? Who was in it?

She shook her head, watching the crescent moon dim into a black print now. She pulled her hood over her head, covering it and looked at the two in front of her. "We gotta get him help."

They nodded, looking at the man who slowly passed out. It was easier to pick him up now, helping him to the hospital.

After Malia went with her father to the hospital, Scott, Lydia and Sam sat in the Jeep. Lydia sat in the driver's seat, holding up the key to the car, looking at it intently.

The one question bothered Sam. Why did Peter have the keys to the jeep in the first place?

Lydia put in the key and turned it, only for the Jeep engine to sputter, refusing to start.

"This damn jeep.", Sam sighed.

Lydia huffed before trying again, pressing on the gas pedal repeatedly while twisting the ignition. The car sputtered, but it wasn't enough to turn on.

"Don't flood it.", Scott told her.

Lydia looked at him confused. "Do you even know what that means?"

Scott shook his head. "Not really." Sam looked at Lydia's foot. "Ease up a little."

Letting out a breath, Lydia turned the key one last time, suddenly hearing the rumbling of the Jeep. The headlights of the car shined the graveled ground below them, making them let out relieved laughs.

However, that didn't bring back any memories. They got one thing done, but they were far from finished. "Now what?", Sam frowned.

"No clue—", Scott was cut off by the radio in the car cutting on loudly, the static hurting their ears.

"Hello?"

Scott reached to turn it down, but Lydia quickly grabbed his wrist to stop him. "Wait, wait, wait, wait!" she said quickly, her eyes wide. The car went silent.

"Hello?", they heard. "Is anyone there? Can anyone hear me?"

Their eyes widened.

Lydia grabbed the radio and held it to her mouth, shaking before she spoke. "S-Stiles?", she asked. They waited in anticipation for an answer.

Scott leaned in close as well. "Stiles? Are you there?"

"Scott? Lydia? Is that you?", Stiles asked, the relief in his tone clear.

Everyone's face brightened into relieved smiles. "Oh, my God, Stiles! We can hear you!", Lydia exclaimed. "I told you guys he was real!", Sam exclaimed.

"Sammy!? Oh, my God. You know me? You guys remember me?", he asked, excited.

Lydia hesitated again, looking at Scott and Sam. "Stiles, is this… you? Is this actually you?", she asked.

"Yeah.", he said, sniffling. "Listen to me. Do you remember the last thing I said to you?"

"You said…", Lydia closed her eyes, faintly remembering his voice echoing in her mind. "You said, 'Remember I love you.'"

Stiles was quiet, but where he stood he was relieved, more hopeful than he was before. Peter had done it.

Sam grabbed the radio from Lydia's hand. "Stiles, where are you? Are you okay?", he heard.

He smiled. "You have no idea how good it feels to hear you guys. Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay. You guys have to remember me."

"Everything's in bits and pieces for me, but I'm remembering.", Sam says with a smile. "Did you see the moon? Did you get it?", Stiles asked.

"The moon?", Sam asked, confused. "You made a link to me whenever something was wrong, whether I was sick or hurt.", Stiles explained quickly. "It's a crescent moon on my wrist."

Sam frowned as she realized what he meant. "We saw it on my forehead. That was you?"

Stiles nodded, though she couldn't see him. "Yeah, it's a long story, but–"

"Where are you?", Lydia questioned.

"We're comin' to get you.", Scott said quickly.

"No, no, no. You can't. You won't be able to find me.", Stiles told them quickly.

"Stiles, what – what are you talking about?", Scott asked, shaking his head. "Just tell us where you are, and w-we'll come and—"

"Look, just remember this," Stiles interrupted him, rushing. "Canaan. Okay? You have to find Canaan. Just find Canaan."

Then the radio cut off on his end, sending the three into unsettled silence. "The Nogitsune…", Sam said, suddenly, making Scott and Lydia look at her in shock.

"I remember hearing his voice. He sounded so scared and alone… it was so sudden. He kept hanging up and we couldn't find him.", Sam said, her eyes glossing over.

Scott placed a hand on her arm. "We're gonna find our best friend." He looked at Lydia who looks at him with glistening eyes. "We're close.", he says, nodding at her.

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hellcatinnc · 9 months

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Anime/Otome 31 Day Challenge

Day 3 - Name 5 Anime/Otome Men That Are The Hottest With Any Color Not Listed Hair?

So this is for all the guys with different hair colors that are not white, purple, red, brown, or black hair which are usually the most common.

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Paschalia

He has such a beautiful face and the blue accents his features so well. I mean to me he looks better with it than his traditional blonde hair. His eyes set off his look and then his personality of being so innocent makes him just that much more attractive.

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Vilio

The moment this game was announces and I saw him I was like omg he is hot and I still say that stands the eyes and the fangs just make him even hotter.

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Radie

I normally don't like pink hair but he has such soft beautiful features its not hard to not have him on my list.

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Kyouya Sata

This man its all about his sex appeal but its all in his eyes and how he looks at you that grabs my attention.

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Hades

He looks way better when he smiles or is bashful for sure but he has a cuteness about him I do still find attractive.

These are some very sexy men to me and the ones that come to mind the most.

#anime #otome #shoujo #shoujo anime #gaming #anime challenge #wolf girl & black prince #kamigami no asobi #radiant tale #kamigami no asobi hades #hades #kyouya sata #sata kyouya #Paschalia #radie #vilio #31 days anime challenge

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synthy-sizer · 7 months

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Inside the locker are several metal shelves and compartments filled with a wide assortment of items. There's a lot of papers and various tools you don't recognize. It's probably best to take stock of what's inside and examine them one at a time.

The first thing you pick up is a RADIO. The second is an electronic DEVICE you don't recognize. The third appears to be a PISTOL. There's also several PAPERS taped to the inside of the door, and several BOOKLETS inside small compartments built into the shelves.

Look at radio>

The radio is in good shape. It looks like it's been left alone for quite some time. There are several stickers on the front which indicate several channels. Maybe they're important?

Use radio>

The radio is in excellent condition all things considered. It has labels on the front with a few numbers printed on them. Looks like radio channels.

Look at device>

You can't tell what it is. It's a small handheld device with lots of buttons and a screen. Maybe it's some kind of scanner?

Look at pistol>

You're a bit afraid to touch the pistol. You're not sure if you trust yourself with a weapon. It looks like it's in good shape though, and there's boxes of ammo in the locker too. Hopefully you won't need it.

Look at papers>

You pick up what appears to be a stack of paper and it unfolds into an extensive MAP.

Look at map>

The map features an ovular layout of all of Luna, except there's a number of landmarks you don't recognize. There are dots marked with numbers, much like on the computer. On top of that though, there are notations for structures you've never seen before. You find the dot representing your station and trace over familiar paths. The farmland you live at seems to be clearly indicated, but the spot your neighborhood should be in is labeled as "barracks". You can't help but wonder when this map was created.

Look at booklet>

You pick up the booklet and take immediate note of the title: "Euthanasia Protocol". Hesitantly, you open the booklet to the first page.

"Although the Lunar megastructure has yet to demonstrate any degree of cognizance or self-awareness, information regarding the euthanasia protocol will only be distributed through physical pamphlets and radio broadcasts. If a code red scenario emerges and the euthanasia protocol is deemed necessary, the siren mounted in your station will begin broadcasting a 6-number sequence which will then be manually input into your terminal via the euthanasia protocol program. Despite concerns regarding the megastructure's potential ability to understand and act upon the euthanasia protocol, a direct injection via the terminal is necessary.

In case of a faulty or damaged siren, secondary measures will be taken to alert you to a code red scenario. The cage lamps in your station will turn red when a code red scenario takes place. If you notice this change but are experiencing a siren malfunction, your locker will also carry a backup radio which is tuned by default to the radio station that broadcasts the signal. In case the radio isn't tuned to this station, it will be labeled with the channel as well as other relevant frequencies."

Lunar megastructure…? You're even more confused than before in some areas. However, one thing is clear now. The siren on the wall, which seemingly lacked any purpose before, was for broadcasting a signal. You think you might have a way to get Heresy to do what you want now.

Talk to Heresy>

Heresy: Hello?

Heresy: You can't be taking that long to find station data can you?

VitalsStation12B: Hello.Heresy: There you are, what happened?

VitalsStation12B: I went investigating.

VitalsStation12B: And I found something.

Heresy: And what was that?VitalsStation12B: I looked inside the locker in the station.

VitalsStation12B: And I found out what the siren is used for.

VitalsStation12B: You got lucky that the lights and siren were broken, didn't you?

Heresy: Sofia, tell me you're not thinking what I think you are…

VitalsStation12B: The locker had a radio in it, too.

VitalsStation12B: And it happens to be tuned to the channel that the euthanasia protocol password is broadcasted in.

VitalsStation12B: So, do you want to tell me what it is now?

The chat window is quiet for a while. It feels like hours, but eventually you get an answer.

Heresy: I'm sorry, I can't.

Heresy: It would be easier if you just trusted me and did what I asked for.

Heresy: I can't prove it yet but you'll see if you trust me.

VitalsStation12B: I'm tired of waiting.

VitalsStation12B: Guess we'll both find out what happens soon.

You don't even want to see their response. You turn away from the computer and march back to the locker, snatching up the RADIO and gripping it tightly. You're a bit scared of what might happen if you successfully get the code, but there isn't another way.

Use radio>

You switch the radio on expectantly but it becomes quickly apparent that nothing is happening. You try turning the dial and slapping it a few times but it's completely silent. Turning it over you realize a critical error; you can see corrosion creeping from the edges of the battery casing. If it's already outside the case it's probably not salvageable. You consider throwing it in annoyance but stop yourself. Sure, you're mad, but there's no reason to break anything. It might be useful after all. And besides, the LOCKER still has something useful.

Open locker>

You swing the locker open and are faced once again with the MAP, BOOKLET, strange DEVICE, and the PISTOL.

Pick up map>

You set the radio down and pick up the map, unfolding it and searching the dots and notes on the map. The booklet mentioned a radio station broadcasting the code. Maybe if you can find it, you can get the code anyway. Eventually, you spot it. Radio tower. You smile in satisfaction and look back at the TERMINAL.

Use terminal>

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dropout-ninja · 10 months

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The Hollow Knight, Bretta, Nightmare King Grimm

One of these is solely because I want to see you admit your favorite ship on main, I cannot stop myself

I think I need to not attempt ask games because I am too talkative and make long ass posts help

The Hollow Knight: What was the saddest part of the game for you? Which ending is the most sad to you?

All of it

But seriously, so many moments. I’ll throw the Nosk Den out as one, alongside the Abyss. A lot of the settings give feels, like the empty basin. The White Palace’s everything always makes me feel Emotions. A lot of the ghosts make me sad. MARMU. Agh.

Which ending isn’t sad? That said, I am going to go with Sealed Siblings as the worst feeling ending. It feels like the one that has the most damage caused and the least hope. Dream No More is a ‘good’ ending, though, but it gives many sad feelings (just of a different nature than the long scream of SS/THK ending)

Bretta: Favorite Hollow Knight ship? Favorite fanfic?

Why you do this

I have so many ships, because I’m the type of person to read what looks like a crackship and if it’s written with crunch then now I’m shipping it (hi grimmnet). It doesn’t take much and I don’t tend to have notps, my personality is a continuous shrug (me out here sometimes reading pale nightmare and causing you unknowing psychic indigestion)

Grollow was my first HK ship and I’d probably call it my favorite. I also really like Pale King/White Lady. Some of the more cursed ships I favor are Pale King/Radiance (or PK/Radi/WL) and Radiance/The Hollow Knight, exceptionally messy and toxic. There you go, Ashe, get me on main saying it all.

All of yours are the answer XD (I mean it). From Eyes to W&G/Red Sky to Butterfly, sorry not sorry. Other favorites are Soul of God, Form of Moth by @basilbellona, which has been my favorite HK fic since April 2022, and In Defiance of Time (and associated oneshots) by @ganondorf--apologist.

Now for a list of absolutely random things I’ve got in my bookmarks, which are excluding the multiple HK fics I have open but am still reading. I’m going to make too long a post just because I always want fics to get more love. Some of my other non-Ashyr favorites from bookmarks (no specific order and genre) are: Captivated, Until Dawn Shall Break, Not Too Late for Second Chances, Hold The Future With Silver Hands, Camouflage of Great Renown, It’s All Well Above Wonder Anyway, The Clock Stopped Ticking Forever Ago, Pale Revival, A Tribe Betrayed, Void Given Focus, Workshop Safety, To Reclaim A Dream, To Love A Lamprey, Moving Onward, Will Terribly, If You Will At All, I Swore I’d Have No More Knights In Shining Armor, We’re So Close But So Distant

Someday I’ll have even more to recommend when I finish reading the fics open in my tags (hi Tori fics, hello)

Nightmare King Grimm: Which boss battle was the most intense for you? The most satisfying to defeat?

What if I said Nightmare King Grimm

Each one I came across the first time I played faskfsdaf. I’m going to go with Absolute Radiance just because I remember the noises I was making on stream when I accidentally beat her in P5 the first time. But in terms of my favorite boss fight/the one I’m most satisfied about my skills in, I’ll go with the cliche of the NKG fight XD My one skill in this game is being able to absolutely bully the man and kill him hitless before the best part of his song plays. I put all my irl XP points into getting good at him. Other favorite fights are Sisters of Battle, and probably Pure Vessel even though they are gatekeeping me so hard in my all bindings P4 run and so I cry.

#ask game #fic rec #fic rec too I guess #that's what this spiraled into #oh boy #gonna flee into the swamp after this one

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nonuggetshere · 1 year

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I lost the want/will to complete it so here’s what I have

Color key that I had in mind when making this:

Red: A bby God’s wrath

Pink: frantic tension, adrenaline high

Yellow: “holy fucking shit I did it”

Green: Relief

Dark/dull Purple: Oh shit flavor of panic (also physical ouch)

Bright purple: The panic attack moments

The more pink-ish bright purple: the Pointy bits of panic, shaking

Vibrant dark blue: It was just added to mix into the chaos of the top two panels on the second page

Light blue: Calm

And the bandages around one of their horns is from when Radi landed a hit and nearly shattered their mask but they bandaged it securely from the bandages around their arm in order to make it not break

Favorite panel because Ina looks like a wet cat:

I LOVE THIS HELLO??? RETURNING WITH YET ANOTHER BANGER I SEE

#asks #6th knight au #eyestrain

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linksthoughtbrambles · 1 year

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Top 5 planets!!!

😍 Thanks for the fun ask, aquaticpal! I'm going to modify this slightly because I already put Earth as my favorite celestial body of all in my previous post about that. I'll do my top 5 planets excluding Earth so I don't repeat myself.

Counting down!

5. Pluto

If you've been paying attention to some astronomy in the last decade or two, you probably know Pluto isn't being called a "Planet" officially anymore.

...I don't care.

The image above shows Pluto (lower right) and its large moon Charon (upper left) as imaged by the New Horizons probe. The frozen heart-shaped feature on Pluto's icy surface melted my own heart (and I wasn't alone).

The whole hullabaloo about Pluto not being a planet is just semantics. It's a celestial body with enough gravity to be round, and it orbits the Sun. I'll count it.

So, why does it make it to my favorites list?

Pluto is geologically active (like Earth - it has its own geology happening on its surface, like volcanoes, tectonics, and erosion), a reality many did not expect until the New Horizons spacecraft started returning close-up pictures of this distant world. The smoothness of Pluto's signature heart-shaped feature (particularly the left side) is a dead giveaway that geological activity is happening on its surface. Worlds where there's no active geology are covered in craters everywhere, not just in some places, and the more recently it's been active the fewer craters there are per area. So.... Pluto is a 'living world' with enough energy inside it to make its insides move.

Cool.

It might be the close orbit of its moon Charon causing it - the shifting gravity stirring up Pluto's innards (and Charon's!), causing friction, and thus heat.

Either way, there's enough geological activity on Pluto to create these gorgeous mountains:

It has seasons during which the frozen nitrogen at its surface becomes warm enough to create mists - nitrogen fog. Imagine if Earth were cold enough that our very air would turn into blocks of ice that create white vapor - kind of like dry ice does.

Pluto is fascinating: a world that defied our expectations. I love it.

4. Trappist-1f

This artist's rendition shows what exoplanet Trappist-1f might look like if it has liquid surface water. It's too small and too far away to get an actual picture, but the evidence shows this planet exists in the habitable zone of its star.

The Trappist-1 star system lies about 40 light-years from Earth (very nearby in the grand scheme of things). Within it, seven planets orbit a small, cool red dwarf star (that's Trappist-1). The planets don't have 'given' names like Pluto or Earth. They're assigned letters b-h, with b the closest and h the furthest from the star. Planets e, f, and g are all in the star's habitable zone, which means they could have liquid water on their surfaces.

So, why did I specifically pick Trappist-1f? It's the planet most perfectly centered in the habitable zone, and its properties are all quite similar to Earth's: it's radius, mass, density, and surface gravity. In order to be hospitable to life as we know it, it's important for a planet to be able to keep itself warm (not just from the light from its Sun - it needs its own, internal heat source, too, to stay geologically active and produce a protective magnetic field - this keeps the atmosphere stable rather than letting its sun's radiative wind blow lots of it away, and also protects life on its surface from that same radiation that would split our complex organic components apart).

Trappist-1f is extremely close to its star, but the star is very cool, so it's unlikely to be very hot. It only takes the planet 9.2 days to orbit the star once. (Yes, you read that right - Trappist-1f's year is only 9.2 Earth days long! If you lived there, I bet you'd find some other way to celebrate birthdays. You'd be having a party just about every week).

I'm all for finding planets that might have water, and therefore might have life... or might be good for us to live on, some day.

The other cool thing about its place is ALL the planets are quite close to the star, so they'd appear huge in the sky regardless of which of the other planets you were standing on. This is a cool, artistic interpretation of that:

3. Proxima Centauri b

Speaking of places where we might be able to live...

...welcome to Proxima Centauri b - the nearest exoplanet to Earth... and also in its star's habitable zone.

Proxima Centauri b is a small, cool, red dwarf star part of the Alpha Centauri system, a triple-star system consisting of two brighter stars (Alpha Centauri A and Alpha Centauri B, both similar to the Sun) which are close to each other, and the cool red dwarf Proxima Centauri b, still orbiting the others but much farther away.

And around that small cool dwarf star is a planet not too different from Earth.

I can't stress enough how incredible that is.

This is the very nearest star system to our own, only four light-years from here.

And in it, there is already a possible stepping stone for us to move outward into the Cosmos. And not just a stepping stone, but possibly somewhere habitable.

Wow.

We need to learn more about this planet. It may or may not be hospitable. It may or may not have an atmosphere. We just don't know yet. But it's hope. It's one of many signs that the galaxy is absolutely littered with planets, and there may be many worlds like ours.

2. Jupiter

This image taken by the Juno Probe shows a lot of what makes Jupiter awe-inspiring: roiling masses of hydrogen and helium gas with traces of methane, ammonia, silica, and sulfur creating myriad colors in its clouds, storms which could swallow several Earths whole, and of course its huge mass which make it a gravitational well, holding on to a minimum of 80 moons. The huge shadow of its moon Ganymede is visible on the left-hand side in the picture.

First of all, Jupiter is, quite simply, beautiful. Just look at it.

All those colors, the swirls, its absurdly fast rotation (a 10-hour period!) pulling its clouds out into these thin bands. It's so striking. Add to that the shadows of its many moons crossing its surface, and you have a recipe for endless visual fascination.

But that alone isn't enough to make it one of my favorites.

I love Jupiter because it protects us.

Jupiter's gravity is so strong it tends to divert and even capture many objects which hurtle inward toward the Earth and the other inner planets, meaning fewer things actually hit the Earth than they otherwise would. Jupiter is the batter at plate, and we're the catcher. We really don't want any of those strikes thrown to cross the plate.

Thank-you, Jupiter.

I also love Jupiter because it provides a home for other worlds - the moons Europa and Ganymede in particular - which might be places to find life. Europa's the far more likely of the two, but I won't belabor that point. Suffice to say, Jupiter's gravity provides the energy that keeps Europa active, with an underground ocean, potentially a safe haven for organic life. I hope to live long enough to find out.

Mars

My pattern by this point is probably clear. I'm rooting for life and for places we could move to one day. The absolute tippy-top of that list is Mars.

This image shows many features of Mars which show past geological activity and the outline of what once was the shore of a truly vast ocean.

The more missions we send to Mars, the more likely we realize it is that Mars could once have had life on its surface, and could even harbor it right now below ground.

You can see the outlines of several ancient volcanoes in the left-hand side of this picture, and a truly massive TEAR in the planet's surface front-and-center. That thing is as long as the entire continent of North America. There are plenty of craters, which means it hasn't been geologically active ( at least not much) in a long time, but the signs of past activity on its surface are clear. It has dry riverbeds. Dry ocean beds. Dry lake beds. Dry glacial footprints. Ancient volcanoes. The robots we've landed to explore the surface have found clear, smoking-gun type evidence of past running water in these places (clay is a big one, and there's hematite, too), and the basic components for life are there. The one thing we haven't found yet is life itself.

We now understand Mars lost its once-watery exterior thanks to it being too small. Its interior cooled off, slowing and nearly stopping geological activity entirely, and stopping Mars' rotation from creating a magnetic dynamo like Earth has - so Mars lost its protective magnetic bubble stopping the Sun's radiation from striking its atmosphere and surface. The Sun basically blew Mars' air away into space, and irradiated its top soil. So.. the top two inches of the soil are entirely barren.

But RIGHT below that.... we have found water ice. And below that... there are underground rivers. Sinkholes and orbital measurements of density have shown that.

We might be able to send people there and have them survive underground. We'd need some way to deal with Mars' lost protective bubble at some point if we wanted to make the surface habitable. Dome cities might be okay, though those always creep me out. I just picture something puncturing it and causing problems. But.... it's so close. And it might have life, or once had it.

I have so much to say about all these places, but if I keep going this will just become interminable. So... I'll stop. Here's my list. I hope you enjoy!

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