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Chronicles of the Supernovas: Chosen

Chapter 19: Feeding Time

Ka’seem

My burning flesh woke me up before the animal chewing on my arm did, and it was a good thing because the damn creature had most of my leg in its mouth already. I stabbed my dagger deep into its face and it scurried away howling in pain. Sitting up, the ship was nowhere in sight and I patted the fire from my skin before I turned into some creature's dinner once again. I had hoped the others would be near me when we crashed, but it looks like I would have to find them instead. Looking up at the sky, I could still feel the presence of Lady Serafina fighting against the Darkness. With the two of them fighting, it meant that we were once again stuck. If she could manage to distract it enough, we might be able to slip away. The only problem is the damn ship was destroyed and we had to transport the kid.

Callum and Nerissa were the only ones who could teleport to other planets whenever they wished, except Callum didn’t practice with it enough. Nerissa’s abilities relied on the bracelet that she seemed to have left behind. Hopefully, someone else landed with the kid and was keeping him safe. Losing him would make this whole thing pointless. Wiping my daggers off, I moved through the mud and swiped away the drooping leaves in my path. The air was thick and it was almost too hard to breathe. I did not care if I was the damn God of Nature, swamps fucking suck.

Once the mud started to reach my knees, I called a vine forward and jumped across the treetops to travel. With a higher vantage point, I could see the swamp better. Hopefully, if the ship was still burning somewhere, the others would be near it too. As I traveled on, I couldn’t help but keep glancing at the sky. The fight raging above me was so tangible and terrifying. Even through the murky clouds, I could see bolts of energy and power sparking up every few minutes, it almost looked like fireworks.

If only they were right?

I flinched as a bug the size of a small dog almost nailed me in the face. Its multiple eyes zeroed in on me for a second and I thought I would have to fight the damn thing, but it just flew off.

“Good I would hate to-”

A pressure in my back sent me back into the mud and I couldn’t look up as something held my face into the dirt. I could hear the brief sound of wings beating, and a sharp pain in my spine. Gathering my power, I swatted the damn thing off my back. Wiping the mud from my eyes, I almost lost my lunch at the thing before me. It was definitely an insect of some sort, but it had some type of fungal growth forming on its face. Its exoskeleton was so transparent that I could see its internal organs. Four large wings were beating on its back, but the razor sharp talons had my attention. Its four eyes sat on four stalks above its head and they all twisted and turned when I started to reach for my daggers.

The moment it unhinged its jaws at me, I leapt forward to slice its eyes off. It shrieked and started to swing wildly and one of its talons caught me across the waist. I hissed as it dug a bit deep, but I grabbed one of the talons and drove it into its stomach. Its other talons kept swinging about crazily before the fungus on its head started to move. I watched in disgust as it separated from the body and scurried off in tiny legs.

“What the fuck?”

Annoyed with the damn thing, I dropped a nearby tree on it and winced at its dying shriek before the swamp grew quiet once more. Looking at my waist, I cursed to myself as I tore my sleeve and wrapped it across my waist. Hopefully, it would heal at a decent pace until I could find Celica. Honestly, thinking about it now, I hoped that she was alright. She barely looked like she could stand before, and I could only imagine that the crash made it worse.

“Where are you guys at?”

After securing my wounds, I traveled further through the swamp and thankfully I could see some smoke. That ship made some distance in the crash, but it also meant that someone might be there waiting to group up. As I started to get closer, something wet touched my cheek. Pausing on a branch, I wiped it off. It seemed to be water, which wouldn’t be strange in a swamp. I was going to turn and leave, but when it hit my face again, I finally noticed that it was snowing. I snapped my head up and sure enough, high up in the trees was Celica.

She was unconscious and bent backwards over a tree branch that looked ready to snap under her weight. Her head was bleeding, but I really didn’t care about that, because the branch snapped. I jumped up towards her and caught her. I held her close as I hit several branches before I hit the ground, the wind completely knocked out of my lungs. I could still feel her breathing which was good for her, but I fucking couldn’t. Once I gathered my breath back, I sat up and held her head up to better inspect her. Besides the head wound, she seemed to be fine. She managed to form her ice armor, and that was probably what hit me in the face.

“Celica…hey…can you hear me?” The only response that I got from her was a groan and a few mumbled words that I couldn’t make out. Well, we were almost at the wreckage so I could leave her there and see if anything survived the crash. I hope that someone packed up some water, although if I could find a water goddess that could work too. “Alright…lovely…let’s go.”

Making it to the ship, unfortunately there was nothing else here. Adjusting Celica in my arms once more, I laid her down in the broken part of the cockpit. Some supplies were sprawled out around the ground so I would have to take some quick inventory on it. Lady Serafina and the Darkness would probably still be fighting for a while, so we would have to make something of this place for now.

Looking through the things I managed to gather, we only had a few rations, so we would have to hunt anything that was here. The first aid kit barely had anything in it, but hopefully no one was hurt too bad. Relying on Celica was not gonna happen for the rest of this mission, our natural healing would have to tide us over. There were a few pairs of clothes that I was about to change into since the weather was so damn humid and sticky here. The sun looked like it was about to set soon, and I would have liked to look for the others before it set. Leaving Celica behind was not an option though, so I hoped for the best.

Once I changed and started a small fire, I cleaned the blood and dirt from Celica’s face and visible parts of her body. It wasn’t until I touched her back that I saw she had a wound on her shoulder. It didn’t look too deep, but I would have to look over it.

“Excuse me for a sec…” Tearing her shirt off, I carefully turned her over and used the energy of the trees around us to heal her wound. The only response I got from her was a small groan. I hoped that she would wake up soon, because this was not my specialty. Her wound closed up well enough and that would have to do for now. I had to make a note to ask her to show me some more healing techniques. I bandaged her up as best as I could and dressed her in another shirt before I sat next to her and tried to figure out what to do next.

“I have to contact the others and find the kid soon.” Placing my hand against the ground, I felt the planet pulse under my palm. Every inch of the fauna and flora made its way into my mind. I could even see every animal that ran across the ground. Pushing it forward, I tried to see if I could sense the others, and thankfully I found them. Callum was waking up a few miles away from us to our north, Nim was cursing to himself as he smacked some trees down about a mile away from Callum. Nerissa, of course, managed to find a river to clean herself off, not even more than 300 meters from us. If she turned and walked to her west, she would walk right into us. Now to find the kid-

“What happened?!” I looked up as the kid emerged from the swamp looking like a wreck. He rushed over to Celica and looked over her with wide eyes. Someone is in love. Looking over at him, there was still some snow on his head. I guess Celica must have shielded him before they crashed. Lucky kid indeed. “How…w-what happened to her?”

“The same thing that happened to all of us kid. Someone didn’t like us taking you and crashed our ship on Zosmuna.”

“Zosmuna?”

“Yup…a real crappy place to land if you ask me.” In my search for the others, I noticed what planet we had crashed on. It would be the planet that has a habit of eating the living organisms of it every so often. If we were lucky, it had already gone through its feeding process.

“Will she be ok?” I looked back at the kid and smirked as he held Celica’s hand in his. Yeah, he was completely smitten with her. I mean I couldn’t blame him really, she was gorgeous.

“Yeah…I believe so. She was already struggling before so she needs some extra rest. It would be best if she is as comfortable as possible. You think you could look after her for me real quick?”

“Yeah! Of course I can!” I rolled my eyes at his sudden chivalrous need to protect Celica. If it kept him calm and in my sights, I didn’t care. Pulsing my power through my body once more, I sent a few leaves to direct the others towards us. The kid and I sat in silence for a while as he ate some of the rations I managed to scrape together. Nerissa was taking her time to get here…maybe she might have stopped to hunt something. I did also pass the message along that we would need some things.

“So…you have a grandfather waiting for you at home?” It would be best to feel the kid out even though he was being a little brat back on Zhikar. The tough act he kept trying to pull was not fooling me at all. This was a kid who was terrified and desperate for it to be over.

“Doesn’t everyone?”

Dickhead.

“Look…I know that you might not want to admit how afraid you are, but I get it Altair. I really do. This is a lot for a kid your age to be dealing with. We meant it when we said that we want to take you home so you can be safe. It would ease our hearts a bit if we knew that you had some family to go back to.”

“He might be dead.” I tossed some rocks into the brush as he sat beside me and drew his legs up to his chin. He was a tiny kid for his age, although he might hit a growth spurt soon enough. Looking over his frame, he could be quite the fighter. If he practiced his abilities and took some lessons he could be a force to be reckoned with. That blast he caused on Zhikar was enough to show how powerful the kid was, and also how dangerous it would be if someone else had their grip on him. “When they took me away…they beat him up….there was a lot of blood.”

“I see…”

“I might not have any family left anymore.”

“You can’t think like that…he could still be alive. Hell, he might even be trying to find you. I think he’d be pretty happy to see you.”

“Yeah…maybe…” He buried his face between his legs and now I started to feel really bad. It had been some time since I had to deal with kids this young. I was probably losing my damn touch when it came to dealing with them.

“I see what you’re trying to do…I’m not stupid.”

“Yeah? What am I trying to do?”

“Distract me so that I’m not scared. It doesn’t really matter what you do. This whole thing is always going to be scary. All the things that I’ve seen…all the kids that were killed. I just want it to be over.”

“It will be over Altair. Hey look up there…” I moved closer to him and placed a hand on his shoulder as we looked up at the sky. “You see those lights sparking up there?”

“Yeah…what is that?”

“That…is a magnificent woman fighting against evil incarnate to make sure that you are safe and back home where you belong. We weren’t lying when we said that we wanted you safe. We’ll put our lives on the line to defend you and make sure nothing happens to you. As you can see…” I looked back at Celica as she seemed to finally relax in her sleep. “We are willing to do whatever it takes….”

“....”

“Keep your chin up for just a bit longer…once the others make it here…we’ll come up with a plan to get out of here.”

“I…” I raised a brow as he looked down at his hands and squeezed them tight. “I really do have…powers…don’t I?”

“Oh yeah you do. A boundless amount of it too. That is why once we get you home, we can start to show you how to control it.”

“What am I? I thought that I was just a normal kid.”

“That…is a tough question to answer.” I leaned back on my hands as the fighting above our heads grew fiercer. “There is not much that we know about star children. The few in existence have chosen to live their lives from all of this conflict. We respect their decision and haven’t pestered them about studying their abilities. We only really swing around to check up on them every now and then. We have Nerissa who is also a star child, but she barely even relies or practices her abilities. All we know is that their power is so immense that even Lady Serafina doesn’t know its limits. They are…you…are capable of some pretty incredible things.”

“...” I chuckled as he looked down at his hands in wonder. I guess he could act like the child he actually was. “Will you guys ever figure out what…a star child can do?”

“Well…with Nerissa being so damn difficult and not caring for her other abilities…probably not. I’d like to document it in the records and I’m sure a few members of my pantheon would love to know more about them.”

“Records? Your…pantheon?”

“Heh…I guess I could give you a quick rundown. We won’t be going anywhere for a while…”

I couldn’t help but chuckle again as the kid got comfortable so he could listen to me. If I could ease his worries for a bit I would do it. Really didn’t need his powers to freak out again and blow us to smithereens.

“So…the short story is my pantheon specifically handles the research and study of the wide universe. We study the various plant life, civilizations, creatures and monsters, and just the general aspects of it. We keep it all in my temple in the biggest library in the cosmos-”

“You have a massive library!” I was taken completely aback as the kid almost jumped out of his shoes at me. He coughed awkwardly as his cheeks got red, but I didn’t miss that sparkle in his eyes. Seems the kid had a love for books. I could totally get that though, my gorgeous looks weren’t the only thing I was packing after all.

“Yeah…the Celestial Athenaeum…all the texts that have ever existed and will ever exist. We have it all there.”

“You…you think I could see it?”

“Yeah I do.” I ruffled his hair which he did not appreciate as he frowned. “When I can…I tend to spend hours there.”

“Do you have an observatory?”

“....” Huh.

“Wait…so you study everything in the universe and you don’t have an observatory? You don’t have someone to study the stars and planets?”

“Hmm….that…well…” It was something that Tori and the others had been pestering me about. We were just so consumed with looking over everything else.

“That seems to be pretty irresponsible for a God…seems like you’re just being lazy.”

“Hey!” I pulled on his ear and he yelped in pain as he whined and tried to hit me. “I just haven’t had the time! I’m gonna get a dedicated team to do that eventually. The universe is a big place and I have to find someone qualified. I don’t see you volunteering for it!”

“Who would want to work with you?!” He rubbed his ear when I released it, before he stuck his tongue at me. I couldn’t help but do the same to him. Little brat.

“I’ll have you know that I’m a great boss and an even better God.”

“You seem really irresponsible.”

“Shut it.” He smiled like he won a damn prize as we watched the sky continue to spark up. Where the hell were the others? This was taking them way too long. When I sent that message…it should have led them right to us.

“Thanks.”

“Hmm? For what?”

“Distracting me.” His ears turned red as he rubbed his head. “I…I don’t feel as nervous as I did before.”

“No problem Altair.”

“Do you have siblings?”

“...yeah…”

“You just seem to know how to talk to kids is all. Most adults talk to me like I don’t understand anything. I’m not that young.”

“Heh…well it’s been a while. I’m surprised that I still know how.”

“I wish that I had siblings. It would be fun to have someone to play with all the time. Are you guys really close?”

No. “Yeah.”

“Well…they must be excited to know their brother is a God. I know I would be.”

They aren’t. In fact…they…despise me for it.

“The family get-togethers must be really crazy then.”

If they would come, that is.

“Hey…how would you like to get a recommendation to that academy that Celica was telling you about? A smart kid like you should get the very best education.”

“Really?! I’ve never been to school before. My grandfather always taught me at home.”

“Yeah…it would be my pleasure.” I would say anything to get him to stop talking about my family. The relatively short attention span of a child was my saving grace. Just thinking about them made my stomach turn. It wasn’t as bad as the twists and turns it made of my heart though. Altair was trying to stay up, but he was swaying and about to fall asleep. The sun was basically done and a shadow of a cloud passed over our heads. These clouds would make seeing Lady Serafina and the Darkness fighting hard.

Looking up at it, bright red eyes leered into my soul. I couldn’t even release a sound as the damn thing scared the shit out of me. It was massive, how didn’t I hear or notice it? I couldn’t even make out its figure because the size of its jaws almost took up most of my body. Its jaws that were open and about to snap over me if I didn’t finally snap out of my stupor. I only had time to grab its upper jaw and dig my other foot into its lower one to keep it open. Its teeth stabbed right through the center of my palms and it propelled us both through the broken cockpit. I could hear Altair scream and I prayed that it didn’t hit him or Celica.

I grunted as it slammed me into the ground several times. Keeping its jaw open with one hand, I reached for my dagger, but a light consumed my vision. Its jaws closed on me tighter and the fucking thing was strong as hell. I called some plants to pry the things mouth open but it would not budge!

Realizing it now, I couldn’t move my legs even if I wanted to. Whatever this thing was, its gums wrapped around my ankles and held me in place. Before I could figure out how to get out, my vision was consumed by a blinding red light.

I could feel my bones in my body quake and rattle as the energy blast rocked my core. My flesh was burning and the smell of my skin consumed the dank air. A scream ripped from deep in my lungs as it held me against the ground. The assault continued for several more seconds before it stopped. My vision was shot and I grimaced as it started back up again. That shit would really tear me apart another time. Reaching out of its mouth, I slammed my hand against the ground, tearing open a fissure in the ground. It was enough to cause it to lose its footing, and with it its grip on me. Rolling out between its massive teeth, I ducked as a tail almost hit me.

The creature itself was massive, which made sense considering how big its teeth and jaws were. Looking at it more, it was obvious now that it was not some creature native to Zosmuna. No, the Darkness had sent some of its creations to track us down and get the kid. Speaking of, I could see him trying to hide in the wreckage of the ship. Good, it meant that he wasn’t hurt too much and Celica was also alright. The Darkness and its little lackeys were far too creative with the beasts that they made. It was not the time to dwell on it, because it advanced on me with a hideous roar.

I slashed at its claws as it attacked me with ferocious strikes. The thing was fast, but I kept pace with it easily enough, despite how much my body was screaming at me. Stomping a foot down, jagged rocks erupted from the ground and impaled it in its sides. The beast didn’t even flinch as it just continued to snap its jaws at me. Summoning more jagged rocks over its head, I slammed them down deep into its cranium. This seemed to stun it long enough for me to jump on its back and drag my daggers across its throat. A dark smoke emerged from it but the smoke seemed to have a mind of its own.

The smoke rose into the air and seemed to turn solid before several blasts of energy rushed at me. I sliced and weaved away from them. A few blasts nicked my side, but I could shrug it off easily enough. The creature began to stir under me and before I could move, it tossed me off and tried to chomp down on me. Grabbing its jaw, I flexed my strength and snapped its jaw and it finally dropped.

“Fuck…” My body felt like it was on fire. My wounds were starting to bleed more heavily. Moving back towards the ship, I sighed in relief as Altair peeked around to look at me. Celica was also sitting up and although she still looked pale, she seemed relaxed. “Hey…”

“Ka’seem…” I sank down next to Celica as she started to slowly heal my wounds. Releasing a relieved sigh, I leaned my head against her shoulder as she got to work. Her healing touch was always so comforting. It was like a gentle caress from a mother and I really needed that right now. “The others?”

“I…sent the message…they honestly should be here soon.”

“This is the most that I can do. You’ll have to heal on your own for now. You shouldn’t feel much pain though.”

“Thanks…as long as I can still stand and wield my daggers…it's better than nothing.” Altair looked like a deer caught in a hunter's snare. “Hey…I’m alright…this is far from the worst that I’ve ever felt. Once the others get here we can figure out a plan of attack.”

“O-Ok…”

“Altair…we will get you back home. I promise you.” Celica rubbed his cheek and he lit up like a Christmas tree. “Help me stand up love…I need to stretch a bit. I won’t get better sitting and sleeping all the time.”

“Ok…” I shared a glance with Celica at his solemn tone. Poor kid had just been through way too much. He didn’t deserve it, hell none of those kids did really. It was just another unfortunate thing that we couldn’t prevent in time. Sometimes doing this job really did suck. With so much power you would think there would be more things we could stop, but even the Gods had their limits.

Sitting back further in the cockpit, I pulled my hair loose before leaning my head back. The fight raging above our heads didn’t seem like it was losing steam. If that was the case, we would have to figure out a way to sneak out of here. How could we do that? I had no damn idea. The others were better at planning this sort of thing. I was more than content with leaving it to them. I did my fair share of work.

The damn planet was also making some movements that I did not like in the slightest. It would not be long before it started its eating process. I would have to ask Celica about this headache that was forming. This whole mission was turning into a shit show.

“Altair…be careful of the debris around here…I don’t want you to cut yourself on something.”

“Ok…”

Looking back at the pair, I smiled as the kid started to open up more. Peace was never a thing that seemed to last though. Moments had to be appreciated when we got them. I just wished that the fucking creature had stayed dead.

“Ka’seem!” I could barely react as the creature crashed down on top of the ship. It almost managed to crush me, but I held some of it away from my frame. The parts almost crunched down on my face if the thing kept stepping on it, but it had other plans.

Hearing the kid scream,I could see them both just a bit through the parts of the ship. Celica was fending it off well enough in her condition, but her focus kept drifting back to Altair. Grabbing the metal, I pulled it apart just to catch a horrifying scene unfold. The kid made a break for it as Celica faced it, but it didn’t care about her. Setting its eyes on the kid, it lunged forward, mouth agape about to tear the kid apart.

Celica moved faster than she had been moving since Zhikar. Her weapon was completely discarded as she threw the kid out of the war. A sickening crunch echoed through the air, only being overshadowed by the piercing scream from Celica. The creatures teeth sank into her midsection, tearing right through her. A fountain of her blood erupted and dripped down from its jaws. This woman was tough because despite its jaws sinking deeper into her frame, she gripped its teeth and tried to break free.

“CELICA!” The forest erupted around us through my anger and the beast soon found that it had bigger problems at hand. Still biting Celica, it turned just as my fists collided with its face. The trees and ground beneath us shook as I rocked it to the core. Jagged rocks pierced it long enough to make it lose grip on Celica. I didn’t have the time to tell her to brace herself as I yanked her off its teeth. I gave her credit for not crying out anymore.

Setting her down, the beast rushed us again, but now I was pissed the fuck off. Forming a spiked gauntlet, I uppercutted right through its lower jaw. The creature swiped me across my chest, but the adrenaline pumping through me barely made me register it. Reaching into the open wound under its jaw, I tore it open right down the middle. When it began to twitch and try to reform itself, I created a cage of rocks and enclosed it within it. It was fighting against it, but I had enough. I exhaled deeply as I crushed the ball into the size of a marble.

Catching it in my hands, I looked it over for a bit, before I turned and threw it back into the atmosphere. It could report its failure to its fucking master. I rushed back over to Celica as the kid cried over her. I held my face together as I looked at her wound, because if I didn’t the kid would cry worse than he already was. The wound had to be almost six or seven inches wide. The tooth that ripped through her caught most of her midsection and some of her left side was completely gone. It was turning her skin black and the blood that leaked from her was also a deep black.

“You…a-a-al…right?” I looked over as she brushed the kid’s hair back from his eyes. He just cried harder as he held her hand. “It…it’s not…that bad…”

She glanced at me to confirm it, but I could only give the faintest shake of my head. Her brow furrowed, but that was the only emotion she could really show without scaring the kid. Her bright eyes were even starting to look dull. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!

“Come on lovely…we should get you inside.” I moved as slowly as I could to not make it painful for her, but her screams told me otherwise. Just as I placed her in the ship, Callum and Nim both emerged from the forest. Rushing to the ship, they both stepped back in horror as they looked over Celica. “Guys…we have to talk.”

The tone of my voice made them both flinch. They nodded but didn’t once take their eyes off of her as her breathing grew more and more shallow. It was tough to see, but I knew it was worse for them. The three of them had been together forever, and despite their relationship, Nim still cared for Celica alot, anyone could see that. Callum was whispering some comforting words to her, and she tried to smile through her pain.

“What the hell is all the noise around here?” I couldn’t look at Nerissa as she stumbled through the forest towards us. “I heard all this damn screaming and thought there was a-what happened?!”

She almost knocked me over as she dropped down next to Celica. I think I deserved to be pushed around a bit. If I would have properly killed that thing she wouldn't have gotten like this. She was even starting to get better from her earlier use of her abilities, now she was further back in a danger zone I wasn’t sure any of us could get her back from. I could barely hold onto my emotions as I recounted to them what happened to her.

Nerissa kept her eyes trained on me as I recounted my story. Her hand in mine was the only thing keeping me from choking up through it. Nim and Callum still had their eyes fiercely trained on her as she passed out. Altair held her other hand tight, despite her powers acting up and starting to freeze the area around us.

“We have to keep moving.”

“What?” I looked at Nim as I wrapped up and he finally took his eyes off her to glare at me. “She is in no condition to be moved.”

“That creature knows that we are over here. If we stay, the Darkness will just send more to attack us and she’ll be in more danger. We have to move now.”

“Moving her will just cause her more pain!”

“She’ll just have to deal with it.”

“Listen you heartless bastard! Have some compassion for once in your life! We have no idea how much worse it could get if we move her!”

“Sitting here will just make us easier targets Ka’seem! We have to go now!”

“There is nowhere to go if you haven’t noticed! Lady Serafina and the Darkness are fighting above us, the planet is about to start eating! This has to be our base of operations for now!”

“I said we are leaving!”

“Fuck that! I’m not moving her!”

“Maybe if you weren’t such an idiot she wouldn’t be dying!”

“NIM!” I gritted my teeth and Nim looked away as Callum and Nerissa yelled at him. It took all of my strength to not knock him the fuck out. He just huffed and looked away from me back to Celica.

“Listen you fucking mutt…” His eye snapped over to my face as the ground started to tremble. “Unless we need to…we are not moving her. So make yourself useful and find something to ease her pain until we can leave. I’d suggest you do that now…before I have to put you on a leash again.”

His eyes slitted as lightning crackled above us. It was a low blow, but honestly I was sick and tired of everything right now. We had to do something right on this mission, and I didn’t want to listen to him order me around right now. I’d apologize later if I felt like it.

“Hey!” Nerissa got between us and shoved us away from each other. “Ka’seem knock it off! Nim please…just take a lap or something. At the end of the day, we are stuck here and we…we have to make Celica comfortable.”

Nim didn’t say anything more as he stormed away and I looked away from Callum as he gave me a look. I realized the situation was dire, but everytime Nim gets riled up it leads to more problems. Something that we didn’t need right now.

The next few hours had to be the tensest hours of my life. Celica was in a constant state of delirium. She would wake up and mumble to herself, before passing out again. We had managed to find some things to eat, but she couldn’t hold any of it down. Her wound was also getting more concerning as it continued to slowly move across her body. I was terrified of what would happen if it reached her heart. When the others noticed, they tried to ignore it and hope for the best, but we were all nervous. We had to get off this planet.

Nerissa and the kid didn’t leave Celica’s side for a second. Nim and Callum had gone off to look for more food, but I was too focused on this planet. It should have started its feeding process already. It would be a disaster when it finally starts up. Lady Serafina and the Darkness were still fighting and it was starting to dawn on me that they could do this for a while. One of them would have to back off, and Lady Serafina would never leave us alone. They could fight each other over this planet for the next hundred years if they wanted.

Celica…she didn’t have that kind of time. Lady Serafina was the only one who could heal her at this point. She was getting weaker and weaker and her body was not healing itself anymore. We cleaned and managed her wounds as best we could, but it definitely wasn’t enough. I closed my eyes once more as I dug my fingers into the dirt. The planet was shifting again and it seemed that it was almost time.

“Ka’seem…” I kept my focus on my task, even though I probably should talk to him. With a frustrated breath, I stood up to face him, brushing the dirt from my clothes as I did. It really didn’t matter since I was covered in dirt and dried blood. My own injuries were screaming at me, but I just ignored it. “I know that you are worried about her…”

“Are you not worried about her?’

“....”

“Seriously?” I rolled my eyes as he frowned. “I know that you two have this love-hate thing going on, but I’m gonna need you to dip into the love part.”

“I don’t-”

“Yes you do, Nim. Despite how much the both of you fight, you care about her in some capacity. The way you looked at her said everything. It’s ok to be worried about her right now without professing an emotion that clearly isn’t there between you two.”

“....”

“Also…I’m sorry about earlier. It was out of line…I’m just really annoyed and nothing seems to be going right for us. I just want Celica to recover and the kid somewhere safe.”

“Agreed.” Closing my eyes, I rolled my neck to get an annoying knot out. I flinched as I opened them and Nim was in my face. “Y-Yeah?”

“You know that when we get home that I’m gonna kick your ass right?”

“Mmm…yeah yeah…” He smirked and I couldn’t help but chuckle. As much as he could be an ass, he was still one of my best friends. It was hard to be mad at the bastard for too long. “Also…I think the planet is about to start feeding-”

The ground suddenly started to shift and we both lost our footing. It seemed that the planet was going to start feeding. I had no idea how it started, but we had to move. Nim and I rushed back to the others and Callum had already picked Celica up. Nerissa had a hold on Altair and with a quick nod we all rushed off into the treetops. The trees were starting to bend and twist under the movements of the planet. Creatures of all sizes were running and flying away but most of them were being crushed by falling trees and sinking under the dirt.

It wasn’t long before we reached some flat land and booked it across. The ground was starting to open up under our feet and I could briefly see what looked like several rows of mouths. When I said the planet had a feeding process, I didn’t expect to see that. The mouths were leaking with something that looked like acid, probably making it easier to digest things. It would be fascinating to study, but I would have to do that later. Nerissa pulled some water from the air, and made us a bridge to run over.

Unfortunately, the mouths did more than just leak acid. It started to spit it out into large fountains. Some of it caught Nerissa on the shoulder and our water bridge wavered and dissolved. I quickly pulled some of the dirt up to keep our momentum. I looked back at Callum and Celica and they seemed fine and so did the kid. We continued to run until we were under a cliffside, and finally caught our breaths as the planet shifted and changed around us. The mountains and ground rose and shifted and more and more creatures were falling prey to it. I felt kind of bad for them having to die like that.

That was nature at its finest I suppose.

As Celica continued to weaken and with it the temperature dropped. We all huddled together as we waited out the planet’s feast. The worst thing about it all was the wait, and we had no idea what would come first. The end of the fighting between the Light and Darkness, or the end of our dear friends’ life…

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theveil-and-thepath · 2 years

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Hii hun<3 hope u r doing fine.

I'd like to know abt what type of person I am in real life... Coz ik and I feel I hv my walls up as my defense mechanism... Ig my inner child is highly wounded... I need healing n I'm working on it... I always feel like I hv put a mask over my real self for so long that it is getting hard for even me myself to recognise my true self... Can u plss help me to know abt the real real me(like both dark/shadow side and soft/spiritual side)

You can skip it tho if u want to~

Thankyou sm🤍

~SM

Hi, SM! I hope you're doing better now.

When I asked you question, the cards took a while to come out and the first one that came was the seven of pentacles. Then, I got the queen of pentacles and the two of cups. What comes to me is that you're someone who is looking for a solid ground to stand on, you're craving earth energy, something secure and certain. The things associated with the sign of Taurus make sense here, because you need a comforting environment to flow, to let your emotions show to others.

The shuffluing made me feel like it will be a long journey of self discovery, you won't see change quickly but only notice it when you look back some years and compare to how much you've changed. You're true self comes to me as someone who works at their own pace, taking solid steps, not wanting to build a house over sand. You won't open up to anyone because you feel like 'why bother, if they can leave or if our connection will lose importance and they won't care for my feelings, they will forget me, they think of this as fleeting thing'. You need to be shown tolkens of afection, shown real actions that make you feel safe and somewhat stable. Your true self needs something solid to develop, otherwise you feel like building castles in the air.

Your true self likes to protect people and care for them, you value a fair exchange of emotions and you don't want to settle for half of what someone can give you. The long quest you'll have in life is look for this safe place and at fisrt you will look for it in other people. The right people will come along, but to discover your true self you need to feel like you can trust in yourself to provode the things you need. You will keep trying your best to get away of old stressors and old trauma environments, this is how growing up feels like and trying to be mature and fighting to be able to determine your own fate (which is hard bc external circunstances often block us or delay this process). All of this can manifest in an unbalanced way, but if you stop for a second before acting you should be fine and be able to live at your best behaviour. I really don't feel bad things to say to you know, it looks like you can be balanced enough when looking for security and for people who value you as much as you value them.

One thing I do feel is hidden from you is your ability to renew yourself. You are awar of it I believe, but not to the extent you have it in you, you can change and your past will not leave a stain on you, don't see your past as stains that can't be erased, the past leaves a mark but try not to see it as an undesireble stain that you scrub out by force. Your favourite clothes can have holes and be well preserved, try not to see the past as a bad thing. You probably are in the right way already, so just take this message as a reinforcement.

Your real self will come out of its shell slowly, and you will build yourselves together, you have your entire life ahead.

p.s.: i'm listening to this very calm music right now and these days, i recommend it! (3:33 hours long music, mostly instrumental and some vocals)

Love,

Veil

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raleighrox · 9 months

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Grateful to Him

The world around me seems to fade away, muffled by my own desire, my mind consumed entirely with the person in front of me, their lips moving softly against my own. Eyes closed, lashes fluttering softly with every breath, framed by a galaxy of freckles gracing his bronzed skin. A warm, calloused hand grazes my cheek, tracing circles across my jaw, down my neck, over my collarbones, sending shivers down my spine and raising goose bumps over my arms. His body shadows mine, covering our actions from anyone who may or may not wish to see, the fact that someone might making this all the more exciting. My hands rest along his body, one lingering at the back of his neck, afraid that letting go would increase the distance between us, the other resting on his upper arm, his muscles flexing in my grip.

A thought crosses my mind and I can’t help but wonder if a similar one occurs to him as well, that this cannot last forever, that I wish we had more time to delight in this experience. This collection of actions, which at the time and to others may feel improper and vulgar, will one day seem innocent by comparison, and that idea makes me want to revel in the moment while I can.

With a soft gasp my mind is ripped back to the present, the feeling of his tongue against my bottom lip eliciting an unexpected response, the pressure of his teeth quick to follow. My lips part with a delicate sigh, welcoming him in, entranced by this new intimacy, unsure of what to expect. His mouth moves away from my lips instead, forging a trail to my chin, my throat, peppering my skin with strategic kisses, subtle stubble scraping against me, my chest flushed from the sensation.

A hand makes its way down my hip and further, nails scratching denim, the vibrations dispatching shockwaves through my body, pivoting at my knee, now drawing up towards the inner part of me. The sensitive movements on my inner thigh provide a welcome pleasure, a riptide forming below my stomach, warm and enticing. Pulse racing in my ears, I feel his hand continue its path, now flush against a part of me I have yet to discover for myself, his thumb mapping unknown roads of delight. All I can hear is my heartbeat and my breath, battling each other for dominance as my mind chases one last dream, I wish this never had to end.

And in a moment it has, his body withdrawing as we say our goodbyes, his eyes lingering on me as I step away, my thoughts consumed with him and only him, knowing that this may be the last time we touch, the last time we speak, the last time we breathe each others scents. It is melancholy, bitter sweet, but looking back now, I also realize that it was joyous, freeing, empowering, to be loved the way he loved me. Tears streamed down my face at that moment, the air that just recently overwhelmed me now stolen from my lungs, my vision wavering, rocks digging into my knees as the emotions kidnap my ability to stand.

This instance of my life returns to me often, so much of my childhood missing or never experienced, a vibrant star shooting across my memory, my mind overtaken by something that happened over a decade ago. I recall his eyes filled with lust and affection, his hands wandering the length of my body, his body warm and secure against mine, but most of all I remember the first time I had felt comfortable enough to feel wanted and to want in return. When I consider this moment and everything that happened with him, I find myself grateful, to him, for providing a safe space for me in his heart and his arms, and to myself, for finding the confidence to trust him at a time when I struggled to find faith in anyone or anything. Everyone deserves to feel safe, secure, and loved, and he showed me that. To him, I say thank you.

#memory #poetry #writing #love #late night thoughts #younger years #thank you #m for mature #grateful #creative writing #He made me feel seen #safe

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moodswingsabz · 1 year

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Luis ‘Duk’ Lopes: a not-so-local legend in the making

As I sat in the South Stand, watching our new unknown quantity look like he was absolutely killing himself to chase a ball down the channel, I was finding myself asking more questions, rather than finding any answers to the ones that had arrived with Luis Lopes. How would a player without any real senior football adjust to life in the Scottish Premier League? Is a striker or a winger? Why is he called ‘Duk’? And now I found myself wondering if this guy was up to match fitness? Did he have the ability and flare that been stated when he signed? Whenever he reached the ball he looked as if he needed to catch his breath before he could do anything with it. Not long after this I remember being in The Bobbin beer garden, catching the last of summer, when my Celtic-supporting pal told me that he thought Duk was a real player. I was non-committal, I still wasn’t sure either way I told him. Thankfully, the answers the to these questions and a certainty of feeling, for myself and surely all Dons fans, weren’t long in the post. The likability of Duk as a character and the sheer joy of shouting ‘DUUUUUUUK’ whenever he scored, created something, put in a tackle or simply ran close enough to the Red Shed gave him an instant rapport with the Dons support during matches but in the initial stages it did still feel like the jury was very much out on what we were going to see from Duk across the season. He was prone to perhaps overplaying slightly and losing the ball too often and Jim Goodwin was only too happy to remind the media and fans that he wasn’t yet up to match fitness, often accompanied by a random percentile. Then came the goal against Ross County, a sublime touch and finish that lit up an afternoon that would end in frustration for Aberdeen. After this, Duk began starting games and it was in only his second start at Pittodrie, against Hearts, that the all the scraps of talent and desire that had been seen in previous performances came to fruition, with a cool finish through the legs of Craig Gordon followed by an assist, where whilst down injured, he managed to receive the ball, work his way past the Hearts defence and the lay the ball on a plate for Vincente Besuijen. For me it was then that we really knew what kind of player we had on our hands. Last time out I spoke of the affections that can be garnered for a hometown hero but it can be just as enjoyable, even if very different, seeing a player come from the relative unknown and really find their feet for your team. We’ve been lucky enough to see it a few times recently at Aberdeen with the likes of a James Maddison, Danny Ward or Sam Cosgrove (arguing this is probably a tougher sell than it was getting him off to Birmingham) and this season we could be seeing this scenario for two or three in the squad with Bojan Miovski, Leighton Clarkson and of course, Duk. It’s quite a rare phenomenon and no one would argue that we haven’t had to endure our fair share of duds, players who landed with plenty of promise that really never took off, who left Aberdeen with not much more than the knowledge safely secured that you can put pasta in a pie, but when it works, it works. It’s simply a great feeling as a fan to see a player come in from parts unknown and really take to Aberdeen as both a place to develop their football and a city as a whole. Reading what Luis had to say about his time at the club and city this week, how at times it almost felt like he’d been in born in Aberdeen, had me feeling a bit more emotion than I’d usually like to admit on a football blog. There were a very tough few months for Aberdeen post the World Cup break and Duk wasn’t immune to this but with the recent turnaround in performances under Barry Robson, he is back to his blistering best. The back heel at Tannadice felt like the springboard for what is hopefully a huge turnaround in our away form this season and the brilliant early double against Hearts confirmed that with the resurgent Dons, comes a resurgent Duk. Inevitably the conversation has already started about how long we’ll get to enjoy seeing Duk’s moments of magic in an Aberdeen shirt, his brilliant and passionate celebrations after scoring and the general ‘scenes’ he seems to be able to create at Pittodrie. There is already talk of other, more financially fruitful clubs coming knocking and that we should enjoy Luis whilst he’s here. However, as a football fan, it could be said that there is no certainty of enjoyment in the future and quite often the present can be too stressful to be fully enjoyed (other than those magical times where ball hits net) and it’s really the past we look to, to find our satisfaction. Despite everything that has happened this season, Duk has delivered many brilliant moments , some mentioned in this article but also many more. So of course, we’ll need to enjoy him whilst he’s here but no matter what happens next, no matter what happens with the young lad from Benfica B, Duk has given us memories to look back on and enjoy for many years to come.

#aberdeenfc #aberdeen #Scottish Football #duk #luis lopes #spfl #benfica

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unedited-me · 1 year

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I Want to Hold Your Hand

You’re easy to talk to. You’re kind. You’re considerate. You’re accepting. You’re gentle and you make me feel safe. You’re goofy. You’re genuine. You’re comfortable and you ensure my comfort. You are everything I have ever wanted. You’re worth waiting for. You’re my brand of perfect.

I am romanticising again. I know I am. There’s no way I’m not, but I can’t shake the feeling that I might just be overthinking myself into letting you go before you’re even mine to hold. Honestly, even when I touch you it feels different. Like more, but also...less. More intimate, more real, more safe. Less stressful, less intimidating, less heavy. Physical touch is intimate, even the minor ones. But I think that’s specific to you. Or heightened with you. I don’t feel the same intimacy when I accidentally touch anyone else. But I brush up against your arm and I immediately want to do it again. To feel the warmth of your skin against mine for just a moment longer. I find myself looking for excuses to touch your hands. Unlock my phone while you’re holding it, give you high fives, hand hugs, compare hand sizes. I crave the ability to hold you. Even just by the hand. You always end the night with more than one hug. One isn’t enough for either of us. I find comfort in knowing that. In assuming that, really. I can’t tell you how much I want to hold on to you and never have to let go. At least for the night.

You are comfort. You are safety. You are security. You make me feel secure. You make me feel like I can breathe. You go out of your way to make me feel comfortable, both in our environment and in my own skin. You are just a genuinely good human being. You make me want to be a better human being just by existing. You don’t force me to be better, you inspire me to choose better. And that’s the difference. The difference between you and everyone else. You have shifted my mindset without even trying. Without being able to fully fathom the weight that you hold over me. Without wanting it. That might be the reason you feel safe. I could give you my whole soul and even if you didn’t want it, you would value it. You wouldn’t break it. Even if you had to hand it back to me, you would do so with the upmost care. I am coming to you after spending years of my life being reminded that I am an afterthought. I am without value because I come last. But not with you. You make sure I know that I am valued. And I know that is true of every relationship in your life, not just me, but that doesn’t change how it makes me feel to know that with you, I am safe.

Knowing you’re worth my time and effort and energy doesn't make things easier. Not knowing where you stand makes things even harder. And the combination of knowing I need to set boundaries until I figure out what your intentions are with me, while simultaneously wanting every part of you, makes everything even harder still. I have a hard time wrapping my head around the idea that I am worthy of you. I have a tendency to settle. I settle in romantic relationships, my career, friendships, life in general. But you certainly wouldn’t be a settle. You would be an upgrade, even from myself. Even if we don’t work this out and I don’t ever date you...you are my new standard. I need someone who makes me feel this way. This amount of comfortable. This amount of safe. This amount of secure and serene and this deep rooted sense of acceptance. I never realised how much I wanted someone to take care of me. It hasn’t happened, so I can’t say for sure, but your energy feels like you would be the type of person who would hold things together and allow me to fall apart. In big ways and small ways. You would allow me to stand in my feminine energy and allow myself to be cared for. Not only financially, but emotionally. Physically. Mentally. Typically, I am the person providing this energy for my partners, but I have never felt this sense of security from anyone before. Certainly not a man. You are a kind of special that I can’t explain. A kind of special that you don’t even notice. I hope you allow me to be the person to show you how wonderful you are, because I genuinely don’t think you know.

-M

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unraveling-gailee · 2 years

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The World in Technicolor

When you are young you are full of color. You see the world as it is, even painting it into your own version of a fairytale. But as you grew older, your eyes start to strip this ideal world into its reality. As a chubby kid, you really need to lose weight in your teenage and adulthood years because as they say, the eyes love first. Boys should never wear make-up, cry, or even claim their weaknesses. The childhood interest in playing cars should be outgrown by a girl because if not, she will most likely be lesbian later on. These are words that I have grown to hear and to be honest, sometimes I cannot help but believe in them. I grew up with a really low self-esteem, even doubting my own ability because they told me that fat is ugly. And probably, to some of the youth out there struggling to find their identities just like I am, being gay is a sin.

Is this really the truth of the world? The cold, hard to swallow, and distant reality that despite of the openness we have now, there are still instances that I doubt its authenticity. It even comes to a point where I ask myself, “Do I deserve this prejudice?” Am I really limited because of my weight? Is it really wrong for my friends to love someone of the same sex? Most importantly, will we let society restrain our uniqueness just because we don’t fit into its status quo?

No. We will not.

Now more than ever, I feel represented. In spite of all the labels casted on us, we should embrace who we are and break the stigma that taints our colors. I only have one body and I will do everything to take good care of it. Yes, it pains me to see the numbers reflected on the weighing scale. But I will not aim to lose weight for the sake of fitting into a body prototype the media feeds us with. Because I want to be healthier and be more at home in my own skin, I will strive to integrate exercises in my current lifestyle.

Although I am straight, I would still express my support and acceptance for people who choose to love differently. I do believe that this deviation from the girl meets boy troupe should become a societal norm wherein no one would be castigated for choosing a girl meets girl or boy meets boy type of romance. Certainly we can attest to the fact that we have come a long way from the openness of being gay in our society as compared to past generations. I have friends who shared with me that they are not embarrassed of who they are, but rather they are scared that by just being themselves, deep familial ties would be severed. Truly, although there is a wider acceptance when it comes to the LGBTQIA+ community, we still can’t deny the fact that inside conservative homes, the strong opposition regarding one’s sexuality still exists. It will still take a lot of effort to finally receive an acceptance. That may be the case, I suppose just hearing the words, “I understand” or “I am proud of you” will make everything worth standing up for. This is because being gay does not make you less of a person. You are still capable of hurting and sometimes, just the reassurance that you are understood provides the greatest sense of security.

If there is anything being in the medical field taught me, when dealing with our patients, we should look into the value of their lives in order to understand where they are coming from. Being sick may alter a person’s personality and attitude towards life. But despite the change they are undergoing, as their healthcare provider, we must be patient enough to walk with them into betterment. This is the same value that I would like to apply to all my future patients. We all have our insecurities, thus we all need the understanding and patience so that we can once again reignite our potentials. Fat, thin, dark, white, gay, lesbian, queer, or whatever you may be in the broad spectrum of colors into this world, we deserve to standout in our very own shade.

When we were young, we see the world in technicolor. And now, it is still possible to view the world in the same way without having to dim your own spotlight. Possessing the confidence and accepting yourself by boldly making your own statement will not ever be attributed to you being less of a professional man or woman. As my mother would always tell me, “Beauty is seen in the eye of the beholder.” Only this time, we do not need anyone’s eyes to see the beauty that beholds us, but rather through our own eyes we become courageously gorgeous. Real beauty does not come in labels, but in accepting our uniqueness.

Be bold, be brave, be the best version of you. Paint the town with your soul because you owe it to yourself to see the real you in this society of photoshopped pin-up posters.

#Module4

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darling-i-read-it · 3 years

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My King

Nikolai Lantsov x fem!reader

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: burns, violence, injuries

Author’s Note: This was so cute omg, I hope you enjoy love!

Requested; by anon, Hi love I absolutely adore your writing and I was wondering if you could request the ‘who did this to you trope’ with Nikolai please Thank you

Summary: the request!

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

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Nikolai Lantsov, King of Ravka, was the only man in this world that could make you actually visibly flustered. Boy did he love that. He used it to his advantage whenever he could and even managed to make you laugh here and there.

You stood behind him, looking down at his radiant blonde hair. You brushed through it carefully, making sure there were no tangles. He looked at you through the mirror and you pretended not to notice.

“You have to talk more with the suitors today,” you muttered, focused on combing through his hair.

“No I don’t,” he said. “I’ve picked my Queen.” You rolled your eyes. He caught it and couldn’t help but smile softly.

“I can’t be Queen Nikolai.” You met his eyes through the reflection. He looked effortlessly handsome, though he always did. You were always amazed at his stunning looks. Nikolai was a regal man and if nothing else, looked like he was fit to be a King.

“Why not?” he asked.

“Because I’m not royal.” You put your hands on his shoulders and leaned down, tilting your head to see him face to face. He met your gaze, that charming look in his eyes. “And you won’t get any prospects from being with me. You won’t get any money. You won’t get any land. You’ll get only me and that is not enough.”

“It’s plenty!” he protested. “I don’t need land or money or prospects. I just need you.” You shook your head and turned around, walking over to his bed. You handed him the clothing that his people had picked out for him to wear.

“No you want me. Ravka needs someone suited for the job.” Nikolai hated when you brought Ravka into this. If he was a low servant boy the two of you would have been married ages ago. He stood and turned around, holding his clothing in his hand.

“I will convince you.”

“No you won’t,” you muttered absentmindedly. “I have to call Genya to get things prepared for next week. You get dressed.”

“I won’t get married to anyone else.”

“We can have an affair on the side, will that make you happy?”

“No. I will not produce a bastard and make our child suffer the way I have,” he grumbled. You met his eyes kindly.

“Who says I want children with you?”

“You can’t keep your hands off me, I’m fairly certain your actions betray your words.” You rolled your eyes and put your hand on his chest as you walked past.

“Get dressed Nikolai. I’ll be with Genya if you need me.”

You left the room and he was left alone with his mind and his clothes. He stared at the door for a second, shaking his head. He knew that you were right. He knew that you understood this situation better than most. But he also knew that as long as you were alive, he could never love another person. He didn’t want to and he didn’t need to. You would make a wonderful Queen.

He would convince you one day, he was sure of it.

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Genya held a clipboard in her hand. You wondered briefly if she had different colors to match what she wanted to go for that day. You almost never saw her without some sort of planning ability.

“I wish you would just marry him, save us all the trouble,” Genya said softly. You rolled your eyes.

“Trust me, if I could I would.”

“You’re completely able. You aren’t repulsed by him like some of the women coming. You aren’t his cousin, you aren’t underage. You’re both in love and that should be enough.”

“It’s enough for him. Not enough for Ravka.” You let out a small sigh and was about to say something else when a guard entered the room. You raised an eyebrow. He hadn’t announced himself or anything which was unusual. You are one of the closest to the King and usually was shown that respect. But this man looked very worried.

“There’s a Grisha at the gates, demanding to come in.”

“Do you know who it is?” you asked. He shook his head. You pursed your lips and spared Genya a glance. You were a very talented Heartrender and could use your power for defense if necessary. “What kind of Grisha?”

“Inferni.” You let out a soft sigh. That wasn’t great news.

“Should I find Zoya?” Genya asked. You shook your head.

“Zoya isn’t in Ravka.” She was out with Nina, hopelessly spying on others. She had protested quite often but you made her go. She could do good out there and could come back to lead her post later. You turned to the guard. “Come.”

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You didn’t bother stopping to tell Nikolai. You could handle this yourself, you were sure. It was one Grisha. You had fought plenty before. You could handle one Inferni. You did wish you hadn’t told Zoya to go though. She was much more powerful than you.

You reached the gates and saw the fire immediately. Your few Tidemakers were doing their best to battle the flames but the Inferni looked skilled. You wondered if they were a member of the Second Army before the war.

You saw him standing at the edge of the gates.

“Let me see the King!” he yelled at the guards, shooting flames aimlessly. You focused, slowing his heart rate at your will. He looked frightened as he realized what was happening to him. You approached cautiously.

“The King is busy today,” you said. He clutched his chest. “Can I help you?”

“I want…” he breathed heavily, “to kill the King.” You shook your head.

“That isn’t going to happen today.” He looked up at you and before you knew it he had shot a ball of fire in your direction. It knocked you down, causing you to lose your focus. Pain flew to your limbs as you put the fire out. You raised your hand to him and crippled him down to his knees more harshly this time. You took the air from his lungs, your own body singed and smoking as you did so. You guestered to a Tidemaker and some guards. “Take him.”

They did as they were told, dragging him to the dungeon. He gasped for air until he was out of your sight.

You sat in the courtyard for a moment, reveling in your pain. No one approached you for a moment, unsure if you were able to stand on your own or not. You wobbled to your feet and guestered to a guard.

“Send for Genya Safin.”

“Should I get the King?” the guard asked.

“Saints no,” you breathed.

You walked back inside the castle and soon enough saw Genya rushing towards you. Her eyes went wide in horror.

“Why didn’t you ask for a Healer?” she exclaimed.

“I wanted you to take me there,” you breathed, laughing gently. She held you up and started to walk towards the nearest Healer when you saw Nikolai coming down the stairs, a guard trailing after him. He ran up to you, putting his arms around your waist and holding you up. Genya let you go into his grasp. Your eyes narrowed on the guard. “You disobeyed me.”

“He insisted on knowing whenever you were hurt,” the guard said quietly. You shook your head.

“Who did this to you?” Nikolai almost growled. You tried not to think of the monster inside him as he spoke in an animalistic tone.

“Inferni at the gates.”

“You should have called for help.”

“I can handle myself.” He turned to Genya.

“Take her to the Healers, I’m going to see this Inferni.” You gave him a look as he put you back into her care.

“Nikolai don’t do anything stupid unprotected,” you muttered, wincing in pain.

“He’ll get what's coming to him,” Nikolai muttered as he walked away from you.

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The Healers tended to your wounds quickly and were able to avoid having any serious burns. You had gotten lucky. Nikolai was right though, you should have sent for help. You rested in your room, bandages over your various injuries.

The door opened without a knock which meant it was no one but Nikolai. You looked over at him.

“What did you do?” you asked evenly. He quickly sat at your side, grabbing your hand in his. He leaned forward and brushed your hair out of your face.

“He will be tried for high treason.”

“He didn’t commit high treason. He can’t even be tried for an assasination attempt, he never got close to you.” Nikolai smiled slyly and met your eyes.

“First off, I’m the King and I get to say who is tried with high treason. Second off, it was not an assassination attempt on the King of Ravka, it was however an assassination attempt on the future Queen of Ravka.” You went completely silent for a few moments, his words hanging in the air.

“You didn’t tell him that, did you?”

“I did. In fact, I told Genya to stop planning for the suitors' arrival next week.” He paused for dramatic effect. “Then I told her to get an official announcement prepared.”

“Nikolai-”

“Be quiet for a moment,” he said, meeting your eyes. “You got rather lucky today. You’re very lucky actually that you happened to be at the castle where there are the best Healers around. If you hadn’t been, your burns could have been much worse and you could have died.”

“That’s a bit of a stretch.”

“Shh!” He cleared his throat. “I won’t lose you. You are the most fit to be Queen and we will secure the Lantsov line with our children.”

“I’m Grisha thou-”

“Darling, if you interrupt me one more time I will poke an injury.” You smiled a bit and rolled your eyes. “My decision is final. I am your King and I have made my choice.” He paused. “If you’ll have me.” You had a feeling that he was telling you the truth. There was no way to talk him out of this. Truth be told, you wanted nothing more than to marry him. You had wanted it since the moment he laid eyes on you. You closed your eyes for a moment and shook your head, laughing gently.

“Fine. Yes, Nikolai, I will marry you.” A bright smile went over his face as he clapped his hands together and then turned to you, kissing you gently. You moaned in pain and he pulled away.

“I’m sorry. Just excited. Oh Genya is going to love this. She’ll have a ball planning our wedding. Oh and I have so many ideas for the honeymoon, you’re going to love it.” You grabbed his hand and couldn’t help but feel equally excited.

“We can talk more about it in the morning. Right now, I’m exhausted.”

“Oh yes of course. Scoot over.”

“Nikolai, you have things to do today.”

“Scoot.” You rolled your eyes and did as you were told. He laid on the bed beside you, putting his arm around your shoulder. You rested your head on his chest.

“Goodnight my darling,” he whispered, kissing your forehead.

“Goodnight my King.”

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The Asgardian Way

Loki x Reader

Summary: you get your period on the most unfortunate time- on date night with Loki. Embarrassed as you are of the topic from past experiences with boyfriends, Loki shows you that unlike mortal men- Asgardians view this time of the month for women in a much better way.

Word count: 1,849

Warnings: period talk, fluff, shade on Christianity, some shade on human men, Loki being the ideal boyfriend we all deserve.

A/N: this was requested by @the-departed-potato and while I do not take requests I just really had to do this one because this was like just perfect for me specifically to do. Sorry it took so long! Sorry if this sucks!😅 I also truly had to hold myself back from giving even more shade on Christians of old times because damn I could write a whole essay about those people and how they spread misinformation that changed real history to fake mainly bc of witchcraft. This is not beta read so all mistakes are by yours truly!

No one is allowed to repost my writing or steal or copy my work! Reblog on tumblr is fine.

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It's been going on for months now, the shameless flirting, the gentleman behaviour, and the devious looks he sent your way that completely contradicted his actions and left you a blushing mess even when he only opened the door for you- then he would wink at you.

It wasn't until one night that you gathered up courage to ask him out.

You were staying late at the Avengers Tower, you wanted to finish working on the new gadget you had built with Tony at the lab so he sent you to bring the two of you some coffee- he knew it was useless to tell you to go home and sleep- last time he tried to do it you called him a hypocrite and conditioned one of his suits to blast him if he gets close to you. You found it hilarious. He made sure to update the security of his code.

You went to the kitchen when you happened to overhear a conversation of two gods.

"Why have you not taken her on a date yet, brother?"

"I wish to court her properly, she deserves to be treated like a lady." You heard Loki respond to his brother. You leaned on the wall, trying not to get hopeful and to get the butterflies to calm down.

"Y/N is a fine lady, however, I heard from Stark that midgardian women might mistake courting like ours as mere jest." You smiled a bit at the scoff they both let out.

"Mortals continue to baffle me." Came Loki's comment, before Thor continued- not letting the subject go.

"Ask her on a date, I'm sure she will appreciate it." He encouraged his brother who wasn't as sure.

"I think, brother, that she is different- she will appreciate the old delicate arts of courting." He was not wrong- you were always old fashioned. But now at his admission, you stepped out of the shadows and into their view.

"While I do appreciate the courting, I'd love it if you would ask me out." Loki turned around at the sound of your voice.

"How long have you been standing there, darling?" he fidgeted with his hair.

"Long enough," you stepped down the stairs to stand in front of him. "What do you say about this Friday night at six? There is an art exhibit at the museum, I think you'll like calling out all the inaccuracies."

"Yeah, I'd like that." He gave you a small shy smile, and you completely forgot about Thor who stood on the side, watching it all unfold.

"This is great," he said. "You two are finally going on that date, see brother I told you-"

Thor stopped when he looked at Loki who sent him daggers at ruining the moment. You only chuckled.

"I have to go get Tony and I some drinks, so I guess I will see you then." You were about to turn around to head towards the kitchen when Loki took your hand in his, making you turn around, then he kissed the back of your hand lightly, bowing with a small smile at the blush on your cheeks.

"I look forward to it."

It took you a couple of second to function after he did that, mumbling a quiet goodbye you turned around and refused to look back at the smirking god.

•

You have gone with the god for a couple of dates now and then, sometimes you didn't see him for a whole week because of meetings in Asgard and while you were sad that you didn't get to see him-you were glad he was gone on that exact week every time.

You have been seeing him for about 2-3 months now and it was great- up until your period decided to come early. Right on your scheduled date.

You were nervously pacing your apartment thinking how to tell Loki that you can't go out with him tonight. You didn't want him to see you like this- he is a god, and you- you are a mortal woman who was having trouble getting out of bed because your body decided to punish you for not being pregnant this month.

Your body was so sexist.

Suddenly, a knock on the door.

Groaning, you got out of bed and headed for the door, checking who was there you were puzzled when you saw Loki there, dressed to the nines. Surely you didn't waste so much time, he must be early.

"Dear, are you okay there?" he called you.

"Yes, I'm fine- just a moment!" you tried to make yourself look presentable in a rush just so you could open the door to the dashing prince who was awaiting you.

You opened the door with a smile, which he returned.

You were used to acting like you were okay while your cramps were killing you from the inside but it seems like the god of lies could not be so easily fooled.

"Hi Loki, I was not expecting you this early." You laughed courtly, "And I was actually meaning to call- I'm not feeling so well today, I'm afraid I have to postpone our date tonight."

Loki walked into your apartment, kissing you on the cheek before pulling back to study you.

"I wanted to see you sooner, so here I am. But now that I am here- well tell me what is wrong, dearest?" he frowned when he saw you slightly clench your fists.

"Oh, I'm just not feeling well, I won't be good company and I won't be able to enjoy a lovely night with you I'm afraid."

"I'm a healer my love; you always seem to forget my magic," he smirked slightly causing you to laugh- which was not good right now for you.

"I remember your magic powers very well when you prank me." You countered. "But no, this is not something you need to worry about."

He reached out and took your hand with a small laugh. The door locked itself with a wave of his hand as he took you to the couch.

"I'm afraid you will have to do better than that to fool the god of lies." He took both of your hands in his and you were sure he could see your embarrassment with the way he was gazing into your eyes, "Now tell me, what is wrong?"

"You really don't need to- it's kind of embarrassing-" you started to mumble, lowering your head.

"I'm still here, aren't I? What kind of man will I be if I am not taking care of those I care about?"

You pulled your hands away from him, embarrassed as you mumbled something he couldn't quite put together.

"What was that?"

"I'm on my period." You closed your eyes- not wanting to see his disgusted look. "See, so you don't need to be here, I can take care of it myself and we can reschedule our date to a week from now."

It was not a problem to you- you knew the drill- but having to explain it to a clueless god felt humiliating to say the least.

"Is that all? Why didn't you tell me sooner?" You opened your eyes to a puzzled god.

"Because it would make you uncomfortable," you replied, suspicious of his reaction.

"Why on Odin's beard would it make me uncomfortable?" He frowned at you and looked you over. He started peppering kisses on your hands.

"Because it is my period?" You knew he is a god, but maybe asgardians women didn't get that. "Here on earth, men tend to be disgusted by it, they don't like to get involved in it or talk about it."

He huffed out in surprised anger- that you did not expect. The god in front of you did not know how human males could be so awful.

"Well that is preposterous! Women are to be worshipped at those times!" you stared at him-he had always treated you differently, unlike anything you have seen on earth before. You knew Asgardian ways of manners were much old fashioned and yet so different all the same.

"Then tell me, how do asgardians see it?" you leaned on the back of the couch, facing Loki and pulling a blanket over you. You liked how safe he made you feel, but this still felt weird to you- you were not sure how to react- to what extent it goes. So, curiosity got the better of you, "because if I'm being honest, this is kind of embarrassing."

Loki sent you a smile with a twinkle in his eye.

"Darling there is nothing to be embarrassed of! You are naturally as powerful as a thunder storm, a tornado- lightning cowards before you and your power!" he was going to make sure you understand it, he had never been so baffled by humans before. "You hold the ability of life- eternal life- in every drop of blood that falls from you- from the most powerful being in all the realms. For a couple of days each month- you are being shown your true power even through your suffering- and in that time you, my dear, are more powerful than a god. You should be nothing but worshipped. That is what the gods of Asgard know it to be true."

"Do they really all think that?" you felt a sharp pain suddenly and Loki came closer to you, put his usually cold hand on your stomach and you felt comforting warmness ease your ache.

"They know it. The people of midgard knew it too at some point, but then some people who thought themselves gods- I think they called themselves Christians- decided that the bleeding was a show of witchcraft and called it a sin and spread many lies about it, which now I see are still believed to this day. You see, they were quite stupid." You laughed at the disgusted look he gave you, which in turn made him smile. "You know, I probably shouldn't tell you this but…"

"You never obey such rules." You laughed and put your hand over his one that was comforting you on your stomach.

"In one of Thor's travels he bathed in a river filled with the menstrual blood of the powerful Giantesses. That was to give him enlightenment and eternal life."

"Ew, did he actually do it?" you scrunched your nose and Loki kissed it.

"That is not disgusting- that was powerful and very well respected. When he came back, he was the smartest I have ever seen him."

"I hope he took a good bath after it…" you chuckled and smiled at him, "Thank you for this, the Asgardian way of thinking is way better than that of earth."

"Now, dear, while I do have a preferred way to help take away the pain-" you blushed under his gaze. "Tell me, what is it that you desire? Tell me, so I can worship you as I should."

You kissed him then and you knew right then when he kissed you back that the Asgardian men are way better.

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