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charmixpower · 2 years

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Rewatching season 1 (and actually paying attention to Sky to figure out what the fuck everyone is talking about): Part 1

EP 1:

Bloom draws both landscapes and figure drawings and prefers working in pencil…Girl knows how smuding works, give me your power

What fucking hair cut it this, it's always bothered me ndejndns

Mike and Vanessa talk about trying to save up enough to get Bloom a scooter 🛵 😭 their trying their best y'all

Mitzi…babe…do you not have anything better to do? I stg this girl's only joy in life is being annoying at Bloom

Bloom: growls at Mitzi

Bloom: have :) :) a :) nice :) :) summer :) Mitzi :) :)

Bloom runs like she's never been outside before

The most important bitch in the magical dimension is here!!!!

Bloom seeing Stella incinerate some imps that could very well attack her: :0 wow……

Girl has never heard of a self preservation instinct

Stella calling herself the sun and moon fairy only for the moon part to be completely ignored 🤡🤡

When Knut charges Stella we get a close up of her eyes implying that she's about to do something before she is instantly tossed aside. This show has no clue what it's doing and I love it

Bloom: LET HER GO

Bloom: wait, fuck, I don't have a plan

Bloom is 80% impulsive decisions by volume

OH SHIT, she literally summons the great dragon to attack Knut….

Wait she literally summons the dragon, you can see it. How did no one put this together sooner??? Knut wouldn't bc he's not wearing his glasses…I guess Stella's a little busy being in danger

Stella: are you ok?

Bloom looking up at Stella bathed in sun light: oh no I'm bisexual

Stella says bc she has her scepter she's no longer scared and—Stella is clearly the best fighter of the girls in s1, and as a princess I doubt she has a battle tutor? What I'm saying is that she's self taught and only learned combat with her scepter

Stella's fairy outfit is so fucking cool right up until she's next to other people with far more detailed outfits….Stella first transformed very young and that's why her outfit is so comparatively plain, change my mind…oh I should totally incorporate that idea into the redesign nfjsjejej

Knut can teleport?????????? I thought ogres couldn't use magic?? Is he using an item?

God I love Stella's princess outfit so much

How the fuck did Bloom get Stella to her house??

Did the Trix just have a hunting troll around just in case

You know how Stella's hair thing looks like her scepter??? What if instead of a ring it was a hair piece??

Stella: fuck conversation, I'm going to ruin this man's house phone

"and I was forced to land here" Stella was teleporting yes? Does this mean her teleportation isn't actually teleportation but light speed travel that looks like teleportation??? If so that would be dope as fuck… Darcy must of been the one to attack her while she was trying to get to Magix

"Have you registered for the new program at Alfea castle?"

New?? Also Stella, babe, she just learned she was a fairy. Be nice fjejd

Stella fangirling over Bloom's art then instantly apologizing for being nosey 🥺🥺 Stella I love youuu

Stella final pose in her magic Winx is so cute, so much personality

STELLA FUCKING KICKED THE HUNTING TROLL I LOVE HER

I love how Mike was holding open the window for Vanessa and glaring down Knut when he looked at them!! These two are sweet

Rip the house jfc, also Stella hasn't taken out her scepter despite not 10 min ago her basically saying it helps her fight better

Brandon: WAKE THE FUCK UP ASSHOLES, STELLA JUST TEXTED ME

Timmy: it's two am

Brandon: did I ask???

Riven: I am going to strangle you in your sleep

Brandon: yeah yeah, death and destruction, your very scary Riven. She said theirs a troll to catch~ and an ogre~ who ever caught that would be super cool

Riven: fuck you, asshole. I'll get the ship ready

Brandon: so easy

Apparently Mitzi can hear this fight all the way in her upscale neighborhood, tell me how the cops haven't been called

My favorite part about this is that Riven's introduction is that he's instantly humiliated after being a cockly little bastard, like yes. Don't allow him to be cool for a second

Brandon is just sitting there like -_-

That dynamic has enegry unparalleled

Sky is the only one smart enough to have a shield

I love how Brandon was so busy being bored of how fucking stupid Riven is he forgot to actually fight, how did any of these idiots make it out of preschool

Dude….you fucking broke her parents back yard. Not cool man. Not cool

He's so irritating, I wanna throw s1 Riven into the dryer

"Of course you are, I'm never wrong." STELLA I LOVE YOU

I love how Brandon instantly is already low key flirting, sir, calm it the fuck down

THEY FUCKING TELEPORT AWAY??? WHEN DID THE GUYS EVER HAVE TELEPORTATION GADGETS??? WHAT THE FUCK

Do you think Riven got teased for being a cringe fail idiot when they got back??

Mike is v dedicated to protecting his daughter, love that for him

ALFEA DOES START IN THE SUMMER!!!!! That probably means they have all of winter off, with fall break instead of spring break. Idk how to feel abt this

Stella: they can't kick me out before I'm even back in

SO STELLA DOESN'T TRULY TELEPORT, SHE UTILIZES WORM HOLE LIKE THINGS

EP 2:

Alfea having a magic only barrier opens up so many plot holes. You'd think that the fact that Bloom could still enter Alfea after getting her powers stolen would be enough to tell her she still had them but no one mentions that. It also implies that every single specialist has magic which….ok, I can incorporate that into my belief system—but someone explain how the fucking rabbit can get in??

Why would Faragona want to keep nonmagical creatures out??

I love how Tecna is in the background of these shots :)) like the girlies are just around

Apparently the Princess of Calsito is so camera shy that no one would know that she isn't Bloom…. Help

"Budding young fairies, ugh, it's been so many centuries since I've been one of them." I wonder if her species has an exceptionally long life span or the more powerful a fairy is

"This school will be your home for the next five years" FIVE YEARS?! FIVE YEARS?! THIS SHOW HAS THREE SEASONS BEFORE THEY GRADUATE AND THEY AGE EXACTLY THREE YEARS WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF PLOT HOLE IS THIS

I love how all the background characters are interesting enough that you can just put Musa, Flora, and Tecna in the background and have them not stuck out for being too interesting looking. Though their outfits tend to be brighter

How did they not just instantly fic the potions lab with an undo spell?

…. Alfea is the only school in the whole of Magix….Does she mean the planet, the city, or the dimension?

"be very careful, their are dangers lurking about. Stay away from the witches of cloud tower." This universe is so fucking dumb, their is a school where evil people learn to be evil and attack the other school from. Like the world building is on fire

This show loves zooming in on eyes

The princess of Calsito couldn't get a room to herself?

Flora ma'am I love you…they way she pets her plants

Tecna was standing right behind Bloom just to freak her out. Tecna's enegry is unparalleled. God I love Tecna shoes

OK BUT THEIR INTRODUCED IN THE ORDER OF: Bloom, Stella, Flora, Tecna, Musa, Aisha. WHICH IS BOTH THE BEST FRIENDS ORDER AND SEPARATES THEM BY TRIO

Tecna has a raspy voice…

"By the way, before you blow up your room, give us time to duck and cover" I love how Musa has a sense of humor, bby I love youuuuu

I love how Stella instantly responds with a joke to Tecna, she's so quick on her feet

I love Bloom's s1 pants so much

Bloom: what the fuck, this place doesn't have pizza???

Is Girselda ok??? Why are you stalking your students. I hate the writing of her character so much, I just want a nice teacher in a show ;-;

Ah Tecna was the one covering Bloomy's eyes when she first sees magix, I wonder why Tecna would do this

Musa: you sound disappointed

Bloom who wanted fantasy and got Sci-fi: ;-; bc I am

The fact that parking spaces use magic to work implies that every one has magic. I demand to see Riven cast a spell now

Why did Knut call Icy and not Darcy who's less likely to yell at him?

Bloom: My phone isn't working :((

Tecna: ??? Maybe because you stole it from a museum???

Bloom: :0

Bloom: ;-;

Tecna: oh God oh fuck, I've ruined another soical interaction

I love my autistic baby, she has no clue how a interaction is supposed to go

Bloomy why are you chasing Knut by yourself?? When your friends are right over there?? What are you planning on doing

What is even happening here? Can Darcy intrinsically sense when she's being watched? How does that even work

Bloom: I am a fairy >:(

Icy: your a freshmen

Icy and Darcy are just fucking around but Stormy puts real effort into attacking Bloom.... Girl is unhinged 💗

Icy is so damn dramatic

I love how Tenca is like, yes I so badass and cool, I'm going to do karate moves in my transformation. Please do not think about the fact that I've never thrown a punch in my life

I just realized they all do the two fingers hand over eachother thing.... I think they'd all agree to do that with eachother later but the need to reused animation

Musa's cd 😭😭

I love how Stella is so smart, girl said fuck this let's retreat

Stella is so gentle with Bloom when warming her up.....and she totally forgot about the others

Why didn't Stella teleport them directly back to Alfea?

Girselda be nice to the baby

Bloom instantly decides that their all besties and need a group name

Y'all have only known each other one day and they're already like "yeah, I'll base my whole magical identity on hanging out with you guys" fkjwndwn

Musa is trying to hard to be cool I love her

Winx is an amazing name Bloomy

BLOOM WHEN DID YOU MAKE THAT AND WHY DO YOU NEED A LOGO?!

Stella is so ready to support Bloom I'm in love

EP 3:

I love how the first three episodes are just the first two days

Stella didn't hesitate to check her hair when she got that mirror I love u girl

According to Stella Solaria doesn't have a intense worth ethnic and people tend to be chill. Good for them tbh, I'd imagine depression and anxiety rates are much lower on Solaria

"I want to become a real fairy! Successful! Beautiful! Powerful! And universally admired." Stella, your hpd is showing bestie "....of course I also want to do good things, like making people happy and bring estranged lovers back together. Starting with my parents."

Its my mental illness type and I GET TO PROJECT ON MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS

Amore and Stella would of been so much more interesting if they played on that line of her. Also Stella's parents were already estranged by s1 which probably means they've been divorced for a while

Stella's skirt becomes a pair of shorts at 4:17. They look cute ngl

Flora is here to learn and Stella is such an over familiar dork hitting Flora with a pillow

Bloom: that's the problem, I don't know what I'm doing here

Bloom you just found out magic existed, it's your first year, chill

Bro they just exclude the witches every year that's so rude

Fragonda: and as is tradition! I want free labor. You kids decorate

Out of all the Trix the fact that Darcy wants to crash the party and Stormy doesn't is weird...but I can see Stormy thinking school assigned chaos is boring and Darcy wanting perfectly controlled disaster

My baby was so excited to talk about her music that she ran in front of everyone to tell them about it and they all walked past her 😭😭😭

"and of course I refuse to go unnoticed" *points at Stella* SYMTOM!!! SYMTOM!!!!

MY SECOND FAVORITE STELLA DRESS!!!! (I said dress not outfit) AND MY FAVORITE TECNA DRESS!!!!

LOOK AT THEM!!!

Tecna is SUCH A DIVA and it looks so amazing on her. Tbh Tecna always looks amazing with her headgear, she needs more headgear

I also Love Love Musa's outfit (if me incorporating it into her Charmix constantly wasn't an indicator) she looks so cool. The colors are horrendous, but she really said imma wear pants and a off the shoulders shirt to this and anyone who has a problem can go fuck themselves. The only problems I have with the design of the outfit itself, except the saturation of the purple, is how the fuck that collar thing connects to her shirt. Like I like how the flare looks on her but how does this work??

Tecna: Guys? As if I care about that.

Musa: Then why are you dressed like an absolute diva??

Tenca: That's besides the point. You attend a ceremony, you dress accordingly

Tecna loves fashion for the sake of fashion confirmed

Also

Tecna 🤝 Aisha

Being implied to be wlw or aro before assigned boyfriend comes along

At least Nabu is a fun character without Aisha...can't say the same for someone else tho. Admittedly Nabu's introduction to the show and his plot reason to be around is trash tho

Flora.....girl...why are you stopping Stella from paying? Offend her what?

Bloom.....ask Stella for a dress from her closet 👀👀 ask her to help you tailor it 👀👀 you know you want to

Icy is the most teachers pet out of all the Trix.. what the fuck am I supposed to do with this information

IDIOT DUMBASS MORON SET HER FUCKING BED ON FIRE CUTTING A DRESS

Darcy: aw....enchanted little eggs....

She sounds genuinely enamored

Sky: I'm so happy to see you here

Bloom, seeing still panicked about the Trix: haha me too, have you seen Stella? There she is bye

Tecna has her own mental database

Fucking the guys are always wearing their uniforms this is a crime

I wanna see Brandon in a suit!!! I wanna see Riven stuffed into a suit!!! Sky. Timmy.

Musa: Flora... Bestie, you thinking what Im thinking?

Flora: :3

Flora: >:3

Brandon: um. What the fuck is going on. Can I be filled in?

Musa: don't worry your pretty little head

Bloom is acting like she doesn't know who would be trying to steal the ring

If Flora can see Bloom cornered...why did no one noticed the big ass fight

Musa was singled out to play something like it isn't her first day at school.... Faragonda what the fuck lady

Stormy has called Icy little sister

Ah yes... flying fixes vertigo

Bloom throws out death glares left and right in s1, love her

Why didn't they tell Bloom that the ring was swapped out before she got her ass kicked

Bloom shows up an hour late in a okay outfit and everybody clapped...main characteritius

Did Flora really give a baby animal to a murderous woman?? She's so lucky that this is a kids show

Bro, Sky is so excited to flirt with Bloom and they haven't even had a full conversation yet. The railroading of the relationships in this show is powerful

EP 4:

"Don't use magic!" "Listen to the voice of nature which is a inherently magical trait" I'm going feral

I love how all the girls instantly follow Flora

"Oh yes dear~ all this mud is so very inconvenient." Musa do be making pot shots at Stella, huh?

The Sky/Brandon thing is so weird.... Imagine calling your own name to get your besties attention

They must both turn around whenever either of their names are called

Riven: I am going to be the most annoying person on their air craft

He's having fun flying the ship 🥺 he's lucky I can't smack his idiot self from behind this screen

Flora: You guys ok?

Riven: isn't it rather obvious??

Musa: OMG THAT ONE, I WANT THAT ONE. THE ONE WITH THE EMOTIONAL ISSUES RIGHT THERE, I WANT THAT ONE

Look at her adorable little face, she thinks she can fix him

Someone please get this girl some therepy. Riven too. Then, and only then, can you two kiss

What the fuck does Musa see in him? Ask her collection of bad boy romance novels and her Lana del Rey playlist

WHERE THE FUCK DID THIS CROWD OF EXTRAS COME FROM

Tecna: You guys let the troll fucking escape?!

Brandon: ah yes, the giant hole in the ship was because we let the troll walk out

Riven at all times is overcompensating for both his paranoia, low self-esteem, and compete inability to read a fucking social cue. Which leads him to be the dumbest motherfucker alive

Riven is way too smug for how idiotic he is. You all have already fucked up majorly. Just take the L, it will be less embarrassing

Riven....go take multiple seats before someone sets you on fire with their mind. You do realize your fucking with people who can set people on fire with their minds right?

Riven you defensive little asshole

LMAO Brandon playing translator for their pet idiot

OMG THE FUCKING CROWD OF EXTRAS IS BACK, WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE AND WHY ARE YOU HERE

"we can do this on our own!" Says the fairy in the middle of an assignment where their not allowed to use magic....girl what the fuck do you think I'd going to happen. Just threaten to set Riven on fire like a normal person

Flora bby just goes along with the others 😭

Tecna was the only one who could figure out they were attacked, she is the only bitch here that has a brain

Musa: the silence is erie

Musa, babe, their are near constant bird sound effects being played

I love how Tecna is genuinely getting annoyed by this nature shit

The fact that Bloom is leading everyone with the voice of nature and not Flora is definitely a choice (derogatory)

Timmy you are so fucking stupid, can you not HEAR the bird sounds? Do you think that their are no animals in swamps??? I'm going to attack you

Stella is a fucking idiot on par with the guys, this is amazing

Thank you Flora. Riven needs to live long enough to become a better person and kiss Musa, and Brandon isn't allowed to die under any circumstances

Riven.....Riven.....you are the stupidest motherfucker I've ever had the displeasure of seeing. I stg some of the shit he says makes no damn sense. Like??? Yeah don't stick around the people who know where their going and know the types of evil plants your going to encounter. I'm sure you'll make it very far. How did you make it past preschool

S1 Riven was just an asshole to be an asshole, huh??

I can fix you*

(*make your motives and assholerly more senseical and maybe tone it down a bit in some places so Musa at least has a reason to think your a good person underneath all that)

Riven....one day your going to get punched. But also why is Timmy here?? In a military school?? If he can't do physical things?? Like?? How did he make it into the school??? Bc he's implied to fucking suck at everything physical

(Actually my mom talked about people joining the military when they couldn't do a push up and how she was always paired up with them in basic training because she was the best. She hated thoese people for getting her remedial)

Sky is acting like he's never been around Riven's bitchass before

Thank you for protecting Timmy's honor tho, I'm sure he will appreciate it once Brandon digs him out of the mud

Remember when Brandon called the shots and Sky had to listen to him?????????? Tbh Brandon's ablity to communicate and excellently read soical ques and interpret people would make him a MUCH better leader

LMAO BYE BYE RIVEN 🤣 I love how he doesn't shut up until Brandon tells him to

I love how Tecna decides when something is fact. She, and only she, is the arbiter of Truth

This shows romance is run by the Subway masters with how fucking rigidity it sticks to it's tracks

Tecna did not fucking HESITATE to grab Riven's bitch ass. We Stan (1) logical queen

PFF also Riven falling in after just being the worst at Timmy is fucking hilarious

Sky's season one hair is like

send help, he looks like someone's teenage daugter

Thoese girls are so rude and for what?? You are all students. Riven being a bitch doesn't excuse this kind of nonsense

Bro Riven will just say anything won't he

Sir you have attached too much personal stake in your ego, please go to therepy before it crashes all around you and you have a mental break down

Sky: we're not specialists :(( were a bunch of rookies

Water is wet, fire it hot Sky. Your a freshmen

First opinion gained on Sky: he is a nice dude

Sky: the only thing we do really well together is argue

No that's just Riven

Timmy I appreciate you for yelling at Riven's bitch ass he deserves it

Ok but Riven laughing with Brandon after Timmy yells at them.... finally some good fucking food

Oh god the Tecna/Timmy rail road has begun. None of you people are good enough for Tecna. None of you deserve Tecna

Stormy and Darcy being anxious while Icy is annoyed with them

Dose it count if they got a ride? And who the FUCK fixed the ship

Musa will see Riven being a surly asshole and go "is anyone going to try and fix that?" And not wait for an answer

This teacher was watching them.... which means he saw his students get attacked by the troll..DUDE WHAT THE FUCK

These teachers are all fucked

Timmy: I finally feel like part of a group

Riven is still the fucking worst guys, I don't know if you forget

Brandon: haha, noo. Don't keep calling me prince. It's not like it makes me deeply uncomfortable

Stella's bed is so gorgeous, a bitch needs everything to be perfect

"good night Sky"

GIRL YOU'VE KNOWN HIM FOR LIKE THREE DAYS PLEASE CHILL

EP 5:

Why does Alfea has kitchen duty??? I would never trust these children with a kitchen

Bloom as an only child has never cooked before. As an only child, can confirm. I also can't cook

Their all so mean to Stella but I can't blame them, she fucking ditched

Musa: a guy who knows you and still wants to date you?

Goddamn Musa, I get that you think your not like other girls, but please chill the fuck out

Also Musa says this like she doesn't have a crush on RIVEN

Girl this house is made of really nice glass, will you please stop throwing rocks around

I love how picking out clothes is a group activitie 🥺 yess, their girlies

Flora would wear all black on a date??? Why haven't we seen this?!

Stella: I designed it!

Musa: in the dark

Goddamn

Why the fuck did Bloom ask if Brandon was taking Sky on his date, girlie are you ok?

Bloom getting offended that Stella called "Brandon" "Sky"'s servant. "He's his assistant! Theirs a difference!" He's actually a squire which is closer to protege, bc Winx club has no clue how words work, and his job is more bodyguard. So your wrong on both fronts. Also when did Bloom get this idea? Was Sky so uppy about being seen as a servant that he told her to day this??

Musa fucking STRUGGLING to lift Stella's jewelry box.....Stella has abs confirmed

Tecna: my plot senses are tingling

This is why I wouldn't put a bunch of stupid teenagers, who can't pay attention for shit, in charge of dinner for a whole school. Someone is going to end up with food poisoning

Musa is so fucking grumpy that Stella gets to go on a date

SHES LITERALLY FUCKING POUTING HELP

Imagine after Rivusa gets together Musa is doing this and looking super cute and kissable and Riven kisses her until she forgets why she was mad bc she's so fucking cute in this image and deserves kisses

Tecna: I've not been programed for dating

You have two wolves inside of you

One says Tecna is aromantic

The other has been completely convinced by s2-3 Tecna being adorable that she's allo ace

Your a fucking idiot

Darcy, for being a witch of darkness, mind, disguise, and other related things, your shit at pretending to be people

PHIL?!

Musa favorite part of Alfea was lab class and that's why she's constantly coming for Stella's throat....That and maybe she's a little jealous that Stella can fuck up that bad and stay in school while Musa is on scholarship? I need an explanation for this

Darcy when the fuck did you have time to change into Stella's usual clothes

Bloom, seeing that Stella's magic was a dark purple: Ohhh FUCK, that's not Stella

Musa may go for Stella's throat constantly but she's number one "let's kill 'Sky' for hurting Stella"

RIVEN IS SO DAMN IRRITATING. No one was talking to you sweetie, go somewhere and think about what you've done

Remember when Sky had a dog? Yeah me too

Tecna: this kinda of perseverance isn't good Bloom

Bloom: neither are your electronic gadgets

Bloom is so mad about the idea that Tecna thinks she's smarter than her

The Trix are so fucking dramatic

The girls should easily be able to tell that that isn't Stella. Stella's magic isn't purple

Tecna is so ready to save Bloom and Flora

Why haven't they all transformed?!

"but that's not Stella! She has no powers without her ring"

And yet she didn't use her ring at all in the second fight with Knut. Plot holes abound

Darcy you are so fucking terrible at this

You dramatic ass hoes

STELLA NO!!! YOU FUCKING LET HER GO RIGHT NOW DARCY

Stella bb it's all gonna be ok

"I'm really sorry. The witches tricked me"

I am going to start sobbing, the first thing Stella does is apologize to her friends for being kiddnapped 😭 Stella bb nooo

I love how Tecna and Musa are like "oh FUCK NO. Well kick your ass, save Stella AND keep the ring" when they all got their ass kicked the last time they fought the Trix

STELLA BABY ARE YOU OK?!

Tenca, pissed as fuck: We could of beaten them

She says, like their last altercation wasn't nearly a murder if Stella hadn't teleported them away

She's so fucking angry about Bloom giving the Trix Stella ring, Tecna wanted blood

Tenca: your not the boss >:(

Bloom: I'm Stella's bestie and I had the ring sooo

Flora supporting Bloomy, ty ty

#winx club #winx season 1 #winx musa #winx riven #winx stella #winx bloom #winx flora #winx tecna #winx brandon #winx sky #winx timmy #rus chatters #winx trix #winx icy #winx darcy #winx stormy #rus liveblogs

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zelda7999 · 1 year

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8, 12, 23, and 31 of the fanfic writer's asks! - @clxckwork-sun-n-moon

:o hihi!

8.) Which character(s) do you find easiest to write?

Honestly, I've found I have a really easy time writing Moon? :o He's just chill vibes, n if he's virus moon well then I have a lot of fun with gremlin moon! Along with any of my Y/N's XDD It's very easy when the character is just... you with a bag on the head

12.) Tell us about a WIP you're excited about

SAHFKLJSHFKJ I HAVE WANTED TO SAY SOMETHING BUT DIDN'T FEEL LIKE THERE WOULD BE INTEREST. SO LEMME TELL YA WHEN I SAW #12 SHOW UP, I SCREAMED.

I've been working on a DCA fic where Y/N used to go to the daycare as a kid, and then as an adult, they come back n become the daycare assistant/Daycare Animatronic handler! Currently planning the chapters out n plotting, but in that document alone I have nearly 16'000 words o.o

23.) Do you prefer prompts and challenges, or completely independent ideas?

I love all of them! I haven't done many challenges recently, but I have been falling in love with writing prompts and working on stories. Honestly would love more prompts tho, short lil stories are fun to do!!

31.) Do you have any OCs? Tell us about them!

Boy howdy do I

I have many OCs, too many to chat about, so I will pick two! Disfaiust and Zelda! Disfaiust is a demon who in his past life was a witch who was burned at the stake. In his afterlife, he's mostly a trickster who has a particular fondness for illusion magics.

Meanwhile, Zelda is an old sona of mine! I used to use him a lot, but due to bad ties with peeps from my past, I had to redesign him recently. (Tho I love the redesign! much better now) He's a wolf who was raised in captivity as a test subject.

#Ask Zelda #clxckwork-sun-n-moon asks #THANK YOU FOR THE ASKS!!#:D I HAD SO MUCH FUN REPLYING #THANK YOU THANK YOU #:DDDDDD #Hope your day/night is going well!!

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decomposing-roses · 2 years

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Finally finished the reference for my fnaf animatronic! Info past what’s on the ref under the cut :DDD (be warned: it’s a lot and I am not a very good writer soo)

As the ref says, briar started off as a clown animatronic. She was built to be easy to repurpose, since the designers knew from the beginning that her role would only last a very short amount of time.

If you’ve seen the unused maps for security breach, you may be familiar with the unused arcade area. I think the arcade seen in game once looked like this, before being remodeled. Originally Briar worked in this old arcade area post-event, but her bee theming no longer matched after the remodeling. Because of this, they had to find her another role.

Eventually it was decided that she would serve as a commander of sorts for the alien staff bots in Fazerblast, serving as a kind of final boss. This was her role for the rest of her time in the pizzaplex pre-glitch.

After the Afton virus entered the plex, the first animatronic it infected was the daycare attendants. Management didn’t want to just decomission the daycare though, so they scrambled for a solution.

Eventually they stumbled upon a mostly forgotten animatronic with a minor role in the plex. You guessed it! Briar. They gave her a quick redesign and shipped her off to the daycare. This actually worked better than they could have predicted. She got along well with sun, and her time in fazerblast left her surprisingly agile compared to other animatronics, allowing her to keep up with moon. This meant she actually managed to keep moon from endangering anyone for a while, and the daycare stayed open a bit longer.

Eventually, though, Vanny got involved...

#briar bee #brambles #fnaf sb #fnaf daycare oc #fnaf security breach #fnaf #my art #rose draws

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cosmopoliturtle · 2 years

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the popplio line looks absolutely amazinggg! i love how close they look to their original looks, since i love em so much :) im curious as to what you had in mind for creating primarinas redesign. such an ethereal look! <3

Thank you so much! They're my favourite Pokemon so it was intimidating to try and change things. I tried my best to be very purposeful and in-line with the rest of my redesign project.

To achieve a sort of high-fantasy look I added fins as well as scale-like patterns along her bottom half to try and amplify the whole mermaid angle.

When I'm planning out a generations starter trio, I design them all together to have a running motif. Some of the earlier ones are bit more obscure/strange but for Alola it was very easy to pick a Sun, Moon and Stars motif. Primarina is the "Moon" of the trio, so I worked with that for the shapes I wanted to use as well as her colour scheme, aiming for a lofty, ethereal vibe to fit with that.

Incineroar was the "Sun", which influenced his markings as well as the use of sort of rounder shapes that flare up.

Decidueye was the "Stars" which I did a bit more literally, trying to make use of their ghost typing to make them look more spectral.

So they all sort of inform each other and tie into each other a bit. Making the starters is probably the most involved process of each generation so I'm glad you enjoyed my take on my favourite starter!

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starwritesficsandstuff · 2 years

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Sparkle cadet

YESSS MY MAGICAL GIRL QUEEEEN

For this ask game!

favorite thing about them: Her undying insistence on having a positive additude in even the worst of time. It would have been so easy for the writers to have some kind of Break the Cutie moment where she lost her positivity and had to have someone else rekindle it for her, but they didn't ever do that and I LOVE IT!

least favorite thing about them: Something about her pose at the end of her introduction sequence feel off to me. Idk what it is.

favorite line: "I've got my wand! And even more dangerous: A positive attitude!" (From Capture-the-Flag part 4?)

brOTP: Craig, JP, and Kelsey; Cannonball; Omar, Bobby, and Jackie

OTP: I was recommended Maya/Aggie/Sparkle a few days ago by a friend and honestly I love the idea of that dynamic so much.

nOTP: Sparkle/JP unless you include Maney too, then its fine.

random headcanon: She's made her own models of each planet in our solar system before, and the sun, moon, and pluto.

unpopular opinion: idk if it's unpopular, but I really wished they had used her redesign, it would have been cool to see.

song i associate with them: Tomorrow Hill from the Warioware series

favorite picture of them: Instant Joy

#really exposing how much I listen to video game music aren't I?#craig of the creek #cotc #sparkle cadet #anon ask #ask game answers #starry talks about not writing

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soresorelungs · 3 years

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Maximum Ride Character Songs MasterList

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MAX

Air Traffic Contoller - Doubt

“All the lights have gone out, everyone is a disaster, let's see what's coming after...I am gonna need the benefit of the doubt.”

Alice In Chains - Nutshell

“We chase misprinted lies, we face the path of time, and yet I fight, and yet I fight.”

Au/Ra - Screw Feelings (Live Performance)

“Butterflies are kinda nice I guess, but my tummy hurts, I’m getting sick of it.”

Aziya - Marathon

“Gotta pick myself up and keep runnin’...”

Blondie - Current Joys

“There are flowers in my heart. They’re growing thorns, and it hurts.”

Blink 182 - Dammit

“Well, I guess this is growing up”

Bôa - Duvet

“And you don’t seem to understand. A shame, you seemed an honest man. And all the fears you hold so dear, will turn to whisper in your ear.”

note: this is about Jeb

carolesdaughter - wish i wuz dead

“I think rock bottom’s fake, ‘cause I’ve been here for awhile now.”

Destroy Boys - Vixen

“I was a chosen sailor, but I missed my mark. ...take me back and tear me apart.”

Florence + The Machine - Dog Days Are Over

“Run fast for your mother, run fast for you father, run for your children and your sisters and brothers, leave all your love and your longing behind, you can’t carry it with you if you want to survive...”

note: I feel like Max had to go through a major healing process after Jeb left the Flock; whihc forced her to take charge. She’s a good leader and tries to be a good stand in parent, but she’s held back by her longing for a past life that was never really hers.

Flyleaf - All Around Me

“I can feel you all around me, thickening the air I’m breathing, holding on to what I’m feeling, savoring this heart that’s healing...”

Lorde - Glory and Gore

“No one round here is good at keeping their eyes closed...”

note: picture Max vs Maya and their fight to the ‘death’ (as Jeb wanted) - “we gladiade but we’re really just fighting ourselves”

Lorde - Ribs

“This dream isn’t feeling sweet, we’re reeling through the midnight streets, and I’ve never felt more alone. It feels so scary getting old.”

Metric - Art of Doubt

“You said, “don’t let your heart give out.” No, I won’t let my heart give out. You said, “don’t let your breath run out.” No, I won’t let my breath run out...”

Mother Mother - Love to Death

“Love enough and you start to bleed, love stings and it don’t come clean.”

Paramore - Ain’t it Fun?

“Ain’t it good to be on your own? Ain’t it fun? You can’t count on no one...”

Paramore - Decode

“How can I decide what’s right when youre clouding up my mind? I can’t win your losing fight all the time... How can I ever own what’s mine when you’re always taking sides? But you won’t take away my pride, no, not this time.”

note: this is about Jeb..

Paramore - Fences

“You’re always on display for everyone to watch and learn from, dont you know by now?”

Phantogram - Black Out Days (Future Islands Remix)

“Hide the sun, I will leave your face out of mind... you should save your eyes.”

PVRIS - Dead Weight

“I’m staying numb to my feelings, dodge ‘em like novocaine, my back is breaking from taking all the dead weight.”

Shilpa Ray - Morning Terrors Nights of Dread

“No one gets it easy... (she wants it easy...)”

Silversun Pickups - It’s Nice to Know You Work Alone

“Redesigning the connection, a composition painted on my face with a smile drawn on...”

Veruca Salt - The Sound of Leaving

“Pinned down against your will, feel the planets rearranging. I lie here very still, the tiny whispers, the shiny whispers, oh no, oh wow, the earth beneath our feet is shaking... and now you’re breaking.”

Veruca Salt - Volcano Girls

“Way to go, way to flip off everyone. I steal your thunder then I try to bolt, but I could stand a little pity now and then...”

WILLOW - naive

“You hate but then you love so what’s the ratio?”

FANG

Audioslave - I Am the Highway

“I am not your blowing wind, I am the lightning. I am not your autumn moon... I am the night.”

Blue Foundation - Eyes on Fire

“I won’t soothe your pain, I won’t ease your strain. You’ll be waiting in vain, I’ve got nothing for you to gain...”

Brand New - Jesus Christ

“I’m not scared to die, but I’m a little scared of what comes after.”

Cage The Elephant - Cigarette Daydreams

“You can drive all night, looking for the answers in the pouring rain.”

Current Joys - Kids

“Yeah, I’m just a kid, who‘s never seen the world, and I haven’t quite decided if I’m a boy or a girl...”

Far - What I’ve Wanted To Say

“The best and the worst of me at the same time, make tin cans with strings to you, let you know I really mean it all.”

Fall Out Boy - Dance Dance

“She says she’s no good with words, but I’m worse.”

Fall Out Boy - Sugar, We’re Goin Down

“Am I more than you bargained for?”

Foo Fighters - Everlong

“And I wonder if anything will ever be this good again...”

The Frights - You Are Going To Hate This

“You say things that don’t make sense, like the drugs you did or the money you spent. Why can’t I be so cool..?”

note: yes, this is indeed a Figgy song.

Gym Class Heros - Cupid’s Chokehold/ Breakfast in America

“I love it she calls my phone, she even got her own ring tone, if that ain’t love then I don’t know what love is.”

note: Fax

Kane Strang - My Smile Is Extinct

“I heard there’s a chance in an afterlife, I might not get let in but at least I won’t be living.”

The Killers - Caution

“If I don’t get out, out of this town, I just might be the one who finally burns it down...”

Lorde - Biting Down

“Breathed so deep, I thought I’d drown.”

Machine Gun Kelly - papercuts

“Sleepin’ in, faked sick, smoked a blunt, had a kid. Don’t belong, I’m a punk. Hello world, you fuckin’ suck.”

note: adult Fang

MGMT - When You Die

“You die. Words don’t do anything. It’s permanently night and I won’t feel anything. We’ll all be laughing with you when you die.”

My Chemical Romance - Teenagers

“We’ll make ‘em pay for the things that they did!”

note: ....lmao

Nick Slade - Hi, I Care What You Think

“Oh no, another picture that makes me look happy.”

Nirvana - Lithium

“I’m so happy, because today I’ve found my friends. They’re in my head, but that’s okay. I’m so ugly, but that’s okay, ‘cause so are you.”

Nirvana - Come As You Are

“And I swear that I don’t have a gun...”

Oliver Tree - Me, Myself and I

“I’m contradicting all the stupid shit I say.”

Paramore - For a Pessimist, I’m Pretty Optimistic

“I never wanted to say this, you never wanted to stay. I put my faith in you, so much faith, and then you just threw it away...”

note: about Jeb?? I don’t know, their relationship is too complex...

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Dark Necessities

“Stumble down to the parking lot, you got no time for the afterthought. They’re like an ice cream for an astronaut, well, that’s me looking for some weed.”

Santigold - Disparate Youth

“Oh, we said our dreams will carry us, and if they don’t fly we will run.”

The Smashing Pumpkins - Bullet with Butterfly Wings

“The world is a vampire, sent to drain. Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames. And what I get for my pain? Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game.”

The Strokes - Clear Sky

“Knowing you, you’ll wait for clear skies to tell us how changes come about with the sunlight. So we’ll count every drop that falls while you throw us some old line. This will pass, this will pass.”

Younger Hunger - Dead Inside

“I’ve got a real big heart that I’m willing to hide.”

IGGY

Disclaimer: most of these songs were included in this list with Figgy in mind... if you don’t ship or dislike it, I’m sorry.. but I don’t care. Keep scrolling.

Briston Maroney - Freakin’ Out On the Interstate

“And you’ve got a lot on your mind, and your heart, it looks just like mine.”

Current Joys - New Flesh

“No one gives a shit about my life till’ I die, it’s DIY.”

Dr. Dog - Where’d All the Time Go?

“There’s nothing keeping you from falling in love...”

note: replace each ‘she’ in this song with ‘he’... Figgy...

The Drums - Money

“You hit me yesterday because I made you cry. So before we die I’d like to do something nice.”

note: Max and Iggy’s sibling rivalry is just funny to me.

Eyedress - Jealous

“You could have anyone you want, why would you want to be with me?”

note: Ig’s heartbreak over Fang and realizing he’s not worth it.

Glass Animals - The Other Side of Paradise

“When I was young and stupid my love left to be a rock and roll star. He told me “please don’t worry.” Wise little words that spoke so safely... He booked a one way ticket. Out west, that’s where they make it. Six kids stuck stuck in a bed sit to sun swept poolside riches.”

Green Day - Basket Case

“Sometimes I give myself the creeps. Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me.”

Husbands - Liked to Party

“You’ll never get down from it.”

Kid Cudi - Pursuit of Happiness

“Tell me what you know about dreamin’, dreamin’, you ain’t really know about nothin’, nothin’, tell me what you know about the night terrors every night, 5 AM, cold sweats, waking up to the sky...”

The Killers - When You Were Young

“We’re burning down the highway skyline, on the back of a hurricane that started turning when you were young...”

Modest Mouse - I’m Still Here

“Your friends are all rolling their eyes and you’re laughing. Well, yeah, I know what’s what. I love to joke just like anybody but I don’t like being the butt.”

Mother Mother - Body of Years

“Get my foot in the door and my face on the page, make my mark on the world with a bat and a blade, it’s a body of work that you can’t ever change like a body of years that you take to your grave...”

Mother Mother - Waiting For The World To End

“Give me fire, burning hell, throw it on my paper trail and I’ll watch all the numbers go up in a cloud of dark and dirty smoke.”

Mr.Kitty - After Dark

“As the hours pass, I will let you know, that I need to ask before I’m alone, how it feels to rest on your patient lips, to eternal bliss...”

no note needed

Nothing But Thieves - If I Were You

“If I were you, I’d treat them better, if I were you, I’d settle the weather.”

note: Iggy’s internal rage at Max for being a bitch and pushing the Flock around all the time (you know how she gets...) he’s fed up

Oasis - Wonderwall

“There are many things I’d like to say to you but I don’t know how...”

note: Figgy

The Offspring - The Kids Aren’t Alright

“Chances blown, nothing’s free, longing for what used to be.”

Oliver Tree - Hurt

“I only want your dying love, I’ve seen too much.”

PVRIS - Same Soul

“I’m just somebody else you used to love.”

Silversun Pickups - Gun-Shy Sunshine

“Faith and praise keep locked away, sentimental thoughts can stay. I suppose I’ve made mistakes... carry on so I can relate...”

thirdeyeblind - Jumper

“Cut ties with all the lies that you’ve been living in.”

Thom Yorke - Hearing Damage

“They wanna push you off the path with their frequency wires. And you do no wrong in my eyes... in my eyes...”

note: Jeb trauma? Possibly.

Three Days Grace - Overrated

“They’ve created the generation that we know, washed up and hated, the system moves too slow. They give us answers to the questions they don’t even know.”

Thrice - Summer Set Fire to the Rain

“The summer set fire to the rain and to my bones, it burned until nothing remained of all that’d I’d known...”

Tirzah - Inside Out

“Now I’ve got, now I’ve got nothing. See if you end up hurting. When I found out that you never loved me and it’s just like I’m in this for nothing.”

Wallow - Scrawny

“I’d switch it up but I don’t like change. Only content if things stay the same.”

Weezer - Island In The Sun

“We’ll run away together, we’ll spend some time forever, we’ll never feel bad anymore...”

note: FIGGY

Wheatus - Teenage Dirtbag

“Man, I feel like mold, it’s prom night and I’m lonely.”

YUNGBLUD - fleabag

“I fade every time I change.”

NUDGE

Au/Ra - Dead Girl! (Shake My Head)

“I’m just a dead girl, ain’t even mad though, I just roll my eyes back every time I hear that.”

Aziya - Blood

“You know I’m really trying, it’s like you forget...”

note: this line especially fits how Nudge feels about Max I think... I wish their complicated misunderstandings in their relationship as sisters was explored more...

Ber - Dead Dear (Deer)

“Story time works better now you’re dead, dear, way to start the new year. All I’m tryna do is keep my conscience, clear away the memories and the photos, toss ‘em out the window.”

CHVRCHES, Robert Smith - How Not To Drown

“I wasn’t dead when they found me...”

Declan McKenna - Basic (Regurgitated)

“I get told I’m far too old for number one perks, but it’s well worth trying.”

girl in red - i wanna be your girlfriend

“I don’t wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your lips. I wanna kiss you until I lose my breath.”

note: 🏳️‍🌈

Grace VanderWaal - Don’t Assume What You Dont Know

“So out of reach, but it looks so close, red light but you still go.”

julie - flutter

“I wish away the pain, it’s red. I’m draped in lead, I’m as heavy as a slug.”

Lorde - A World Alone

“I know we’re not everlasting, we’re a train wreck waiting to happen.”

MARINA - Are You Satisfied?

“It’s my problem if I want to pack up and run away... It’s my problem, it’s my problem if I feel the need to hide, and it’s my problem if I have no friends and feel I wanna die...”

The Mirrors - I’ll Stay

“I left my home. It’s better than before. Going by day, through the land of hay. It’s all I know, I’ve heard it all before.”

Mitski - Nobody

“Venus, planet of Love, was destroyed by global warming, did it’s people want too much, too? Did it’s people want too much?”

Paramore - Told You So

“For all I know, the best is over and the worst is yet to come. Is it enough to keep on hoping while the rest have given up?”

peach tinted - Not Alone

“Wish that I could see the world through her green, empty eyes. She got everything by now, cause she knows deep inside, everything ain’t what it seems. She’s smiling but it’s bittersweet.”

note: this song to me is very gay. Nudge. Nudge is gay. (Just imagine her and her girlfriend running through a corn field telling each other how much they’re not alone and that they’ll always be there for each other (!))

Perfume Genius - Normal Song

“Comfort the girl, help her understand. No memory, no matter how sad, no violence, no matter how bad, can darken the heart or tear it apart...”

Phantogram - When I’m Small

“Am I underground or am I in too deep? Show me love...”

Poppy - Fear of Dying

“I’m not afraid of standing still, I’m just afraid of being bored. I’m not afraid of speaking my mind, I’m just afraid of being ignored.”

Smashing Pumpkins - Mayonaise

“Mother, weep the years I’m missing. All our time can’t be given back. Shut my mouth and strike the demons that cursed you and your reasons, out of hand and out of season, our of love and out of feeling so... bad...”

The Temper Trap - Sweet Disposition

“Oh, wreckless abandon, like no ones watching... Songs of desperation, I played them for you.”

Tirzah - Holding On

“I’m not shy to say even when it’s wrong, but what’s keeping me from holding on? I’ll be thinking of you even when you’re gone, but what else is keeping me from holding on?”

WILLOW, THE ANXIETY, Tyler Cole - Meet Me At Our Spot

“Man, this must be the life.”

WILLOW - Wait a Minute!

“I left my consciousness in the sixth dimension, let’s go it...”

#maximum ride #maximum ride character songs #you do not want to know how long this took #but it was fun #song lyrics #these are all just my opinions of course #max #fang #iggy #nudge #gazzy #angel #ari #the flock #angst #comfort characters #long post

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paketdimensioncomic · 2 years

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Why did you do this to my brain?

I caught up on the frikkin fanfic, and then my brain did this without my express permission!

This takes place in this weird place for all the AUs I don’t have the courage to write down, it’s a conversation between characters. It’s a workplace/safe space for various characters from various different media properties. Mainly, I deal with animation, so those working in this place don’t really know much about video games. As they’re various characters from other media properties, they also may not have the best grasp on our culture and pop culture properties.

Hey

Where were you?

I, I told you. My friend… (had a bad breakup and needed friends, takeout chinese, and a butt-ton of Ghibli movies)

I know what you told your mom! But, this, this is for here. No secrets, you said.

It doesn’t really have to do with here. It, it was for a video game.

So? So’s our therapist! He’s also 10, and his main reason he works as well as he does it that he’s a freaking psychic acrobat! What special prerequisite do you have?

Old…job?

OK. Explain.

It was originally an independent game. More sound than sight based. Bare bones, done well. It caused waves. There were sequels. Eventually, the group gathered enough money to make a big fully detailed game. That was the plan, anyway. As usual, nothing went as planned. I went to one version of the story. The game kept bugging out. This hurt the player character, this kid trapped in a mall, just as much as whatever robots happened to be chasing him. The team redesigned them. They also added a new character. Little part, of minor importance. Mainly, only made for one room of the complex, while others could travel. Main canon leaves them, him, the double character, there. The fans of the game loved it. I think, based on how things turned out, I’ll have to go back. Not for them, but for how things pan out, now.

So, how long doya think this’ll take?

Couple of weeks, tops? The playable character’s honestly pretty feral. But the brothers, they’re brothers, now, they can handle each other, and the world, pretty well. The POV person, at this point, it switched to a new thing, their ‘handler’.

Is, is anything wrong?

No! Actually, it’s going a lot better now than I thought it would. I might need to go and give their handler a lore dump, though. The older characters are a lot better than they used to be, but, well, their past isn’t easy to enter into or understand. It’s also… not

Approved by censors?

Well, that’s not wrong. The first playable character, he’s a kid. There’s stuff he has to do, plans the series creator had that, well, I’m glad I wasn’t sent to where some of those happened. They’re closer to how the series usually goes. I like the kid plenty, but, even I’ll admit he has… attacking issues. These characters and their handler, the characters know, the handler needs to, well, not run away screaming. They’re helping each other, in their own weird way.

OK, so you’re just going in there, displaying this story and all its gore, and hoping not too much changes?

For now, at least.

I'm...

I'm sorry I'm confused as to what this is supposed to be or what you're saying here.

Is this... An insert fanfic response to the latest chapter of my Sun and Moon fic?

It's... A little unclear ^^;

I'm confusion

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cofe-doodles · 3 years

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✨Buff Boyfriends Prinxiety✨??

But like, they're not boyfriends anymore,,, cause they gettin' married👀

Imagine.

After they ditch the wedding and run away together they decided to just NOT stay in one place

So,, road trip!

Virgil buys a van and Roman would get to decorate it

✨Bonding time✨

After that, they settle in and start their new adventure together!

After months of staying on the road together (don't worry there's no more angst,,, unless?? Jkjk,, but??) Virgil just:

👀✨Proposes✨👀

"This is lovely, love" Roman said with a gentle voice as he watches the sun sets over the horizon and the gorgeous view of the hillside. Virgil smiled fondly at his boyfriend and hummed, slipping his hand in his hoodie pocket, making sure the velvet box was there, secure and ready for him to pull out and open. The usual anxiousness Virgil had in moments like these were all gone, just the look in Roman's eyes when he and Virgil watched that movie from last night, the boy was proposing to the girl under the moonlight and Roman had said he wanted that. Virgil was waiting for the sun to fully set and the moon to rise over their heads. He was ready. He wasn't anxious nor nervous, he was just pacing around in his mind. Okay, maybe he WAS nervous. Who wouldn't be? He was about to propose to the man he had fallen in love with. "Why exactly are we here, Virge? I thought you didn't like the sun?"

"I don't." Virgil replied, turning his head towards Roman who quirked an eyebrow at him, confused. Virgil smirked, "But you do."

Roman giggled, nodding as he leaned his head on Virgil's chest. "We could have just stayed inside, y'know? I would be equally as satisfied watching from the window, love."

Virgil hummed, resting his chin on top of Roman's head. The two watched as the sun set over the mountains. Watched as the sun descended, watched as the clouds and sky darkened. Virgil grinned watching the moon rise. It was almost time. "Do you want to bring the blankets out and have supper here, Ro?" Roman turned to face his boyfriend with a bright smile, he nodded. "Go ahead and get your pillows then, I'll go heat up some lasagna, yeah?"

"Okay, V!"

Maybe it was Virgil's imagination but the way the moonlight shined directly towards them, making the shine highlight Roman's features - melted Virgil's heart. Roman was drop dead gorgeous. His hair was swept to his side in a messy way, but it was still as perfect even though there wasn't any fuss nor gel on the strands. His cheeks were tinted with a hue of pink, cuddling close to Virgil's chest as they watched Disney+ on their laptop outside. His body was wrapped in a fluffy blanket, highlighting Roman's childishness - Virgil couldn't help but melt at the natural beauty his boyfriend had. More reason to put the ring on it.

"You okay, Love? You've been staring." Roman whispered as the movie ended, the moon was right above their heads but a couple more minutes in the warmth of the moment couldn't hurt.

Virgil hummed, shifting their position so that Roman's legs were lazily wrapped around his torso, making it easy for Virgil to cup Roman's face. "Can't I just stare at my boyfriend?"

"You can." Roman smiled, leaning to place a delicate kiss on Virgil's lips. "But I'd rather you voice out those thoughts you have."

"Hm?" Virgil raised an eyebrow.

"I know you too well, Virgil." Roman chuckled, tapping Virgil's temple. "You were making your 'I'm thinking about something but I can't tell Roman' face."

Virgil laughed, shaking his head. Kissing Roman's cheek before placing a longer kiss on the prince's lips. "Don't worry about it, Babe. I'll tell you.. in about thirty seconds."

"Thirty seconds? That's so specific." Roman jokingly said, looking at the sky, his eyes shining in delight. Virgil smiled at that. The way his boyfriend's eyes shined with the stars of the dark night was enough to make him sure of this decision. Virgil slowly moved his hand away from Roman's waist to get the velvet box from his jean pocket. "The moon's so pretty."

"She got it from you." Virgil muttered in a fond voice making Roman smile at him with blushing cheeks.

"That was cheesy."

"I've been hanging with you too much then." Virgil teased, kissing Roman's cheek before shifting and standing up, holding on to Roman's waist as he stood straight. "I'm not complaining though.."

"Flirt." Roman giggled, wrapping his arms around Virgil's chest. Hearing his boyfriend's heart beat that always calmed him down. He smiled to himself, completely oblivious about how Virgil's hand - that was on his waist - shook with anxiousness. Virgil swallowed that familiar feeling of anxiety and looked up at the sky, the moon was directly centered above their heads.

Perfect, Virgil smiled.

"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" Virgil whispered directly at Roman's ear. Roman slowly pulled out of the embrace to look up at the moon that shone with beauty. Roman let a small gasp out, the moon WAS really beautiful. He nodded and blushed, the poetic line always had made him melt and he knew Virgil knew that too well.

Virgil smiled at the small look of awe and adoration Roman had on his face. Virgil slowly kneeled down on one knee and gently took Roman's hand. Roman slowly looked down from the moon to see his boyfriend.. on one knee, smiling at him. Roman gasped once again, his free hand going to his parted lips. He felt his heart beat faster as Virgil pulled out a velvet box. Roman couldn't help but smile under all those tears that streamed down his red cheeks. "I can die happy now."

Virgil smiled, letting go of Roman's hand to open the box. Revealing a diamond ring, the words 'the moon is beautiful, isn't it?' engraved on the inside. Roman smiled at that and waited for the question. "Well, Ro? Will you marry me?"

Roman chuckled and nodded, "Yes! Of course I will!"

The two lovers crashed mid way as they embraced each other. Virgil slipped the ring on Roman's ring finger and slowly moved that hand to kiss the prince's knuckles. Roman giggled, noticing a shiny ring on Virgil's finger. "..you got two?"

"Actually, these are costumed made." Virgil smiled, looking down at their rings. "I called in Patton - he was a friend of mine back in highschool - he's an expert in jewelry making. I was going to give this to you as a promise ring but.. the events that trailed up, the challenges and all the shit that had happened. I just couldn't give this to you without it being amazing, without it having more meaning. And it would be stupid of me to NOT marry you. I told him to redesign it, I kept the second ring and.." Virgil cupped Roman's cheek, a smile on his lips his eyes smiling as well. Roman just knew this was the man who would be by his side. Forever. "Now that it was finished. I couldn't wait anymore. I heard that the moon would rise, clearly, here and well.. with that movie and all? Decided to rip the bandage off."

Roman smiled, looking at the ring on his hand. "The moon is really beautiful." Roman looked at his.. fiance. His fiance! He moved his lips to be right beside Virgil's, the two's eyes slowly fluttering close as they lean closer. "Just like you, my Love."

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biinarysttars · 3 years

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Next are my princess redesigns! I’m REALLY happy with Celestia’s!! If you like these designs, please consider reblogging this post! Likes really do nothing at all for me, but reblogs will allow more people to see my work! Thank you so much EDIT: HEY I accidentally deleted all my design notes! Thanks, mobile! The long and short of it is, I had criticisms about Celestia's design since I was a kid, and I finally fixed it! I wanted to make her look like the sun! Mission accomlished. The blue in her design represents midday, and also that you can't really have the day without the night. I didn't have anything I wanted to fix with Luna's design; I found it weird that she didn't have any gold jewellery or gems, so I changed that. The red not only reflects her sister, but is also a remnant of her time as nightmare moon (her eyes were more pink before); it will always be part of her, but she is determined to do better moving forward (or something)! PLEASE remind me to put the links to the original vectors I edited! I absolutely don't want to steal from anyone-- mobile is just a whole hassle so I'll do it when I'm on a computer!

#My Little Pony #My Little Pony Friendship is Magic #My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic #MLP #MLP G4 #MLP FIM #MLP: FIM #MLP:FIM #Ponies #Princess Celestia #Princess Luna #Celestia #Recolour #Redesign #Recolor #MLP Recolour #MLP Redesign #MLP Recolor

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therayofmoonlight · 3 years

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-I'm really inspired lately and decided to make Sirius' magic form out of curiosity, I finally decided to end my problems of creating something decent for him so far, because believe me I never showed it, but my old ideas about this design were fine... " Strange" and I decided to redesign (as you've seen) its magical form, before it was inspired by knight armor (something very abstract was the result of this) but I always had doubts about the wings it could have, so recently I thought:

"If Fairies can have different styles and mechanisms of their own about how their wings work and react... maybe it will! :D"

-The conclusion was: a two-layered wing, which in the flapping movement goes up and down (I wanted to make a reference to its power), something that I was really fascinated by (very proud of my own art...like if you cried too q^q)

-How did he get the initial transformation?..HMMMMMMMM, knowing that this shape is achieved with great willpower (it's "extremely" easy for you to win", and I used "quotes" because it becomes difficult for a fairy with low self-esteem issues) but the scene I imagine would be something like:

"He got this transformation to the great despair of wanting to be alone"

Powers) -Commenting once more about them, Siriues' powers are like: (Light/Shadow/Cosmos), he's a kind of fairy whose magic element "changes" by certain events (I don't know exactly how to explain it..) , and this influences your magic, the Moon Faces are the greatest proof of this, they are constantly changing by the movement of the Earth and the Sun (we can also take, for example, a fairy with some power related to a season, she can use it without any problem. its element easily, but this particular season does not last forever as the Earth is in constant translation), and depending on the phase you try to draw energy for some spell for example, it can transit between Light and Shadows. I'll give you a simple and practical example if this got TOO confusing!:

New Moon: "He doesn't have such great power under the light at this time (or almost none) because the moon is completely black and enveloped in total shadow, so he can more easily cast Shadow spells at this time."

Full Moon: "He can cast spells fully focused on Moonlight, not needing to use Shadows if he doesn't want to."

PS: The power of Light or Shadow logically decreases and increases gradually depending on the phase in particular, when the Moon is transitioning from one phase to another.

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metallicwings · 4 years

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Sunrise | a percabeth fic

“Percy Jackson would wage war against fate itself if it meant he and Annabeth would stay together.”

percabeth | au | fluff, nostalgic | 2.1k

In which Percy gears up for the big question on a beautiful beach with a beautiful girl at the break of dawn.

“Hey, you okay?” Annabeth pulls her cardigan tighter around her as she sits beside Percy on the porch swing. The sun had yet to rise, and the world was tinged blue. She watches as the waves wash over the rocks near the shore, pulling back ever so gently as the moon fades from the sky.

“Yeah,” He replies, his eyes sparkling as they meet hers. “Wanted to go for a morning stroll.” She rolls her eyes.

“You and I both know you hate early mornings.” She rises and offers him her hand, a little smile on her face. He grins, knowing she was too smart to fall for such a lie. “But okay. Let’s take a walk.”

The sand feels damp under his feet as they set a slow, easy pace. His hand was intertwined with hers like it had been for the last eight years.

“You miss the city yet?” She jokes. It had only been a few days since they went up to Montauk for a much-needed break from work and traveling between San Francisco and New York, and just from life in general, but she knew that while the waves were a familiar and homely sound to Percy, he can’t help but feel like he couldn’t sleep without the buzz of the city as background noise.

“Maybe a little,” he smiles and glances at the horizon, the sky slowly turning pink.

“So do I,” she agrees. “Guess we’re both just city slickers at heart.” He squeezes her hand as they fall into comfortable silence, a rare moment of peace and quiet accompanied only by the lulling sound of the sea.

“It’s warmer out this morning, isn’t it?” Annabeth remarks, splashing in a shallow pool left behind by the tides. She was right. It was the end of winter, but the sea breeze was warmer than it had been for the last few weeks. He chuckles. He knew why.

“What’s so funny?” She nudges his shoulder with her own. “And why are you so spaced out?”

He looks down at her, and really looks at her—her eyes filled with curiosity and lips pursed in worry. He’s known that face for over a decade, memorized every inch. And yet she leaves him breathless every time. She’d only become more beautiful. He gazes at the way the rising sun touches her curls, turning them into gold. He gazes at the way she blinks away the bite of the morning wind, her cheeks pink and flushed. He looks at Annabeth, really looks at her, and knew that he could never love anyone or anything as much as he loved the woman standing before him now. He loves the way she looks at him in admiration when he comes up with something intelligent (it’s really not that rare), and he loves her the same as when she looks at him with annoyance whenever he does or says something un-hero-like in front of the new kids at camp. He loves the little scowl she has on her face when she’s frustrated (often at him), just as he loves the bright smile that he knew was reserved for only him. Looking back at everything they’ve been through together, he knows they’re incredibly lucky to have lived and loved the way they did.

And he knows she loves him too. Everyone did.

“I’ve never seen that girl happier than when she’s around you.” Frederick had told him during one of their afternoon picnics at Central Park, after he was silent for a bit after Percy’s little spiel. They were standing under a big tree—probably bothering a slumbering dryad—several feet away from Annabeth and the boys, who were tossing frisbees with their college friends.

He just stared at his daughter who was working on her laptop, quietly cursing under her breath at the redesigns the gods had asked her to do after a family dinner went wrong at Mount Olympus (again).

“Granted, it was a long time before I saw her actually happy, Percy. My biggest mistake was letting her go. Letting her think I let her down at such a young age. That she wasn’t worthy of a family, or of love. But you…you came into her life and immediately saw her for who she is. And you loved her for it. You’ve taken care of her more times than I have. And for that, Percy Jackson, I am eternally grateful.”

He meets Percy’s eyes, focusing on the boy before him—no, it was a man that stood before Frederick Chase, all grown up now, more battle-hardened than any historical figure he knew. A far cry from the boy he met at Half-Blood Hill.

He broke into a smile and clapped Percy on the shoulder, and Percy was no less than astonished at the tears that brimmed in his usually steely eyes. But he was, after all, a father. He turned his head, lest his daughter sees the emotional exchange he shared with her boyfriend. And of Percy’s request, he finally replied, “Son, I’d love nothing more.”

“Finally”, he remembers his mother saying, rolling her misty eyes before dissolving into a fit of sobs and hugging him tighter than when a forest nymph put him in a chokehold for accidentally breaking one of her branches. She hugged him for a long time, and it was then that Percy really felt the weight of what he was about to do.

“I’m so going to mess up.” he said. Sally placed a hand on either side of her son’s face. His green eyes were troubled. “I might actually throw up.”

“You’re overreacting,” she stated.

“That…really wasn’t what I was expecting you to say, Mom.” Sally laughed, grabbing a tissue from the kitchen counter to dab at her tears. She scanned her son’s face, noting the worry and anxiety that marred it.

“Okay,” she lowered her voice. “Then I have a question for you. Are you really, really sure you want to do this?”

He held her gaze in silence. Was he sure? This was Annabeth Chase. His best friend, most trusted ally. The smartest, bravest girl he’d ever known. It was Annabeth who took a poisoned blade for him out of instinct. It was Annabeth who saved his life more times than he could count. It was Annabeth who showed him a world he never even knew existed, and was right there beside him as he tried to navigate his way through it.

This was Annabeth Chase, the girl he held up the whole damn sky for. He remembered only her when he could not remember literally anything else from his own life. He gave up power and immortality for a chance to be with her. He would go through Tartarus and back for Annabeth Chase. He did. And he would do it over and over and over again.

Annabeth Chase comes once in a lifetime. And he was never, ever letting her go.

So was he sure? He had never been more sure of anything in his life.

His mother knew that very well. “You two—Fates or otherwise—you’re meant to be together, you know that, right?“ He had almost exploded like a Greek fire talking to his mom. And he was about to do the same right now and ruin everything if he doesn’t pull himself together.

“Percy,” Percy jolts himself back to the present, shaking himself from memory. Annabeth puts a hand to his face, her thumb gently caressing his cheek. “I lost you for a moment there. What’s up?”

“Just thinking.”

“About?”

“You and me…everything we’ve been through together.” His throat feels like sandpaper. He was seconds away from crying or screaming out of nerves, and he really didn’t want to just start yelling gibberish at Annabeth.

“We have been through our fair share of adventures, haven’t we? Many of them misadventures, but I digress,” she teases. “We’re here, together, that’s all that matters.”

“You’re right,” he steels himself. If he doesn’t do this now, he’ll miss his own planned timing: doing it during a romantic sunrise on the beach. The sun was halfway up the horizon, slow to rise. It seemed to be waiting for him to find the words. “Together.”

Percy takes a deep breath and takes both of her hands in his. “Annabeth Chase.”

She furrows her brows in confusion. “Yes?”

Like a chump, he doesn’t say anything else for several seconds. He merely stands there, staring blankly at her. Annabeth rolls her eyes at him. She’s going to have to take over.

“What’s taking you so long, Seaweed Brain? Just ask.” She teases, and Percy’s heart comes to a full stop. There’s a glint in her eye. He can’t help but burst into laughter, throwing his head back as Annabeth watches with an amused smile.

“You never make it easy for me, do you?” He echoes the words she said to him on his sixteenth birthday.

“Never,” she says softly. Finally, finally, Percy starts talking.

“Annabeth, at twelve, I didn’t think I knew what falling in love really meant. I didn’t think that love would be a priority as a half-blood, but meeting you showed me exactly what it meant. You opened up this entirely new world to me and showed me love through friendship, through trust, through being there for each other no matter what. I’ve fallen in love with you so quickly, so dangerously, that for a time I didn’t think I could take it.” Her eyes were slowly filling with tears, attention solely on the boy before her.

“This life, our life—it’s reckless, it’s chaotic. Every day is a bigger challenge than the one before. But it’s ours. I know that as long as we’re together, we can do anything. You and me together is the only thing that makes sense when nothing else does. I promised never to let you go, and I intend on keeping that promise as long as I live. You are my best friend, the girl I’d want by my side in every battle, the girl I’ve fallen in love with over and over and over again, and I want to go on so many more adventures with you. In this life, Annabeth Chase, you are my order in the chaos.”

He renders her speechless, tears streaming down her face. Percy doesn’t take his eyes away from her as he gets down on one knee and digs in his pocket for a clam-shaped enamel box laden with jewels. Relieved he didn’t drop it anywhere, he holds it open to a crying Annabeth, revealing a beautiful silver ring with a braided band and a single sparkling diamond resting on a blue velvet cushion.

“So, Wise Girl,” he says slowly. “Will you marry me?”

Annabeth lets out a sob. “Yes,” she nods furiously. “Yes, yes, yes!”

“Really?” He jumps to his feet, heart thundering in his chest. He almost couldn’t believe it. She said yes. He didn’t know whether to freeze for an ungodly amount of time or to start running around the beach in elation. However, instead, with his trembling hands, he places the ring onto on her finger. A perfect fit.

When he looks back up, she’s there. Brilliant. Golden. Beautiful. She kisses him, and the world melts away into nothingness. All that’s left are Percy, Annabeth, and the promise of a new day. Just the way it should be.

“Did he tell you about this?” Poseidon asks. He chuckles at the scene before him.

“As a matter of fact, he has mentioned it in several mumbled prayers.” Athena watches as her daughter wraps Percy in a bone-crushing hug. Standing side by side atop a cliff, Poseidon catches the war goddess break into a small, affectionate smile. “The boy would know better than to tell you and not me.”

“Funny that you speak of ‘telling’ instead of ‘asking for your permission’,” he jokes, knowing Athena was protective of her children, especially when they were involved with a child of his. Her eyes flash dangerously as she glances at him, but the ghost of a smile on her face remains.

“You and I are both aware that no forces, godly or otherwise, would dare hinder those two from being together.”

“My,” he strokes his beard. “You really are the wisest of us all.” She rolls her eyes and disappears in a flash of light, choosing to ignore his immature little jabs.

Poseidon sighs in content, sending a wave towards the two locked in an embrace and knocking them off their feet. He grins as they topple onto the sand, laughing all the while. Immortality has given him his fair share of cynicism and a disdain for the temporal, but he couldn’t help but be happy for his son. Forever is a strong word, but he knows that they’ll last. Their love was stronger than fate itself.

He taps his trident on the ground twice and disappears before they spot him, leaving behind a swirl of sand and the salty scent of the sea.

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boneswriteswords · 4 years

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Alien Boyfriend: Duxob

I wrote this over a year ago and it was on my wattpad so I decided to move it over here too. Its my first crack at an alien and a space story. Let me know what you think and if I should continue this world building.

I reread it and I’m not a fan but I never like any of my work so eh. Its unbeta’d because we die like men here.

Length: ~7900

Male Alien x Female Reader

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The sun that rose in the west was at its peak as you pretended to rummage through your backpack. It was the kind of hot that evaporated the sweat from your body before it even had a chance to drip and you could feel the skin at the back of your neck boiling. Stealing the large tub of sun cream you in preparation for your days on this hell-site of a planet was honestly one of the smartest things you had ever done in your life.

A few feet away, Duxob leaned against your bikes, tinted band hiding half his reptilian face as he scanned the area - particularly the cargo wagon by the gateway- under the guise of adjusting something on one of the handle bars.

It was a believable enough scene. Your bikes looked like they were on their last legs, barely functional and ill-maintained, what with all the scratches and chipped paint, the dangling wires and exposed gear shifts. The tires were covered in duct tape. The seats were tattered and stained. The metals looked rusted and dangerous.

No one needed to know that they only looked that way though.

No one needed to know that you designed them to look like heaps of junk. Aside from the things that you needed to fix on them the next time you hit a decent port city, they ran smoother and faster than anything on this side of the galaxy. But, for the purposes of keeping your head down and not getting robbed, life was easier when they didn't look appealing.

Across the clearing, you could hear the men attaching the empty wagon to the jump ship, checking over the mechanics one last time. They're yelling something The driver of the jump ship revs the gears in quick bursts, filling the silent port with noise, and you know that you only have a few minutes before they leave.

You adjust your band down over the bridge of your nose, turning up the the tint so your eyes weren't visible. If anyone was watching, you didn't want them to have any more identifiers than necessary. It was bad enough that your roots were showing, revealing your natural hair color to the world.

Glancing up at Duxob, you nod. His scales shift colors -green to blue to purple- in silent agreement, running his hand over his pants and mounting his bike. There was no need for words when you've been working together as long as you have. There is no doubt between you and it makes picking out the best targets easier than breathing.

Like the driver. You would have approached him. He was an old Culxan, wrinkles deep in his wide face and expression set in a way that shows he has never known much other than struggle and hard labor in his long life, but he was soft around the edges. He likely had a family or at the very least, he wished he had one. You'd be able to play into that if you had the time, chipping away at him with curious glances and innocent but intrusive questions until he broke rules about stowaways and border jumping.

But time was the one thing you didn't have at the moment.

Which was why Duxob was taking the lead while you kept watch, one hand on your gun and the other on your bike handle. There were no visible security measures - the region you were in was way too poor to afford drones and bots and all the other high tech shit that smothers the galaxies - but that didn't mean much. This was an outlaw station - used more for transporting produce and drugs than intel and technology - and that meant anyone could have some sort of weapon on them at any time.

Which meant that they all did.

It also meant that you both needed to be extra careful. What you were doing was still illegal - Duxob could be arrested the moment he set foot by the gates - but there was a lawlessness about the way they dealt with criminals. There were no questions. There were no arrests. There were no calling the authorities.

You didn't just have to watch for guard passes through the jump, you had to watch for anyone who looked at your partner for longer than 10 seconds.

It made you anxious but you knew Duxob could handle himself. He was Alzeanian after all - one of the most deadly species to exist on this side of the cosmos - and while they were rare and were hardly ever seen off their own planet, everyone knew what they were capable of.

It was an advantage you had utilized many times since you met him.

Still, you also never looked away from him as he approached the cargo wagon. Between the whirring of refueling pods and the grinding of the lines, the whole area is drowned in a sea of noise that made it damn near impossible for you to pick up what Duxob was saying. He was off his bike and if you hadn't redesigned it yourself, you would have thought it was turned off.

'Not safe yet,' you thought, watching as he adjusts his gait into a saunter as he approaches the driver. His wide smile is all sharp teeth but his flat nostrils are closed into slits as he scented the wagon. After a moment, the slits flared open again and He stretched, his lean body on display as his dirty shirt rode up.

You tried not to stare but it was difficult when your job was literally to watch his scales to see if they shifted or not.

Duxob's toothy smile morphed into an easy grin as he reached down into his pocket and pulled out a small bag, slipping it into the driver's pointed claw in a pseudo-handshake. He flashed green and you knew you were safe for the moment.

Relieved, you hitched your backpack over your shoulders as Duxob drove back over. "We good?"

"Yeah. One bag of units and four ounces of dust," he husks, removing his own backpack from where it was hooked onto his bike, "Pretty cheap but then again, the wagon is empty, they're jumping through a moon shift, and its heading to the Triquaz region so anything more than that would have been bullshit and he knows it."

"Ew."

You hated the Triquaz region. Hated it. On your list of choices for destinations, it wouldn't even make it to the top 500 but the reality was that you didn't have a choice at the moment. They needed to get off this planet and find a port where they could stock up on their dangerously low supplies. You were human, which limited the amount of things you could consume in the galaxy apparently, and finding stations that imported Earth produce and the like took a bit of research to find.

"I know but at least the temperature doesn't fluctuate so suddenly or so dramatically."

"This is true," you sighed, adjusting your grip on your handle bars as you walked alongside the bulky alien, kicking up dust as you did so "Do you know which planet we're going to?"

"No but I do know we will be confined inside the back for a good five days before we get there."

"Well fuck," you groaned, "Do we have enough to get us through til then?"

His lips quirked up and you couldn't help be annoyed at it. You had real concerns damnit! You knew how much you had in your bag but that was it. You didn't touch your partner's bag unless it was a severe medical emergency, like the time you got bit by a Qon and needed a poison pack or when Duxob accidentally burned off an entire forearm's worth of scales and skin trying to readjust the thrusters on his bike without your supervision.

"Don't fucking smirk at me dickhole."

His grin widened minutely before disappearing completely, "We will be fine. We have enough to last until we get off-world and find somewhere to sleep."

God you missed sleep. It felt like ages since you were able to get more than an hour here and there. The tension in your body was tight enough to choke someone to death. Your body was not made for the rough interstellar outlaw lifestyle that you found yourself in and it loved to remind you of that.

The alternative wasn't any better so you tried not to bitch too much about it.

The wagon was attached to the jump ship, the back door closing as it prepared to jump. The gatekeepers on both sides of the portal gate were bustling too and fro, making sure everything was secured for a final time before departure.

"Ready?" Duxob grunts, picking up the pace.

This part, along with literally everything else about being a stowaway, made you nervous. Jumping was a very serious, precious thing. If you fell back, it usually wasn't so bad. Depending on how far you are, you could come back unscathed. If you fell to the side.....well, it wasn't pretty thats for damn sure.

"Ready."

As one, you run forward, kicking up even more dust and shoving your bikes upwards, hopping into the wagon just as the doors close. You can hear the clicking as the metal latch seals and the overpowering light from the east sun was consumed in darkness. You quickly dropped to your knees and clutch onto the metal door handle, feeling the start-up of the initial burst of speed that is required in order to jump.

Duxob worked quickly to secure the security locks and activate the bracer shields on the bikes, knowing full well how awful it could be if the bikes remained unsteady during liftoff.

The wagon rocks as the buildup increases. There is heavy clanging happening outside, slowly being drowned out by the familiar ghostly noises of the portal as the wagon approaches it. You brace yourself as the rocking turns into lurching, knowing full well that no matter how hard you clutch onto the door, you are going to be flung.

It always hurts and this time is no different. The bruises on your back are going to be a fucking bitch.

"Y/N?" Duxob pulls a light stick from his bag as it ends, snapping the two ends together and holding it up. The wagon illuminates and you give him a thumbs up from where you landed on the floor on the opposite side of the wagon.

"Is anything broken, you weird fragile creature?"

The thumbs up quickly turns into middle finger and he snorts, which makes you bend your arm and snap it up a few times to emphasize the level of 'fuck you' you are directing at him. You hated everything.

The wagon lurches again and flings you over to another side of the wagon yet again. Pain shoots into your side but its quickly quashed when you realize it hurled you right into Duxob's body, causing him to grunt and slam back into the wall forcefully.

Fucking aftershocks.

"Ish what you get for talking shit asshole," you mumbled, face pressed uncomfortably into his abdomen (?)- you had no idea because Duxob dropped the light stick on impact and it rolled underneath one of the bikes and died.

A solid hour goes by before either of you move, wanting to be completely sure that the jump was successful.

"Only five days to go," you grumble as you finally shift away from the chilled body of your partner, "Fuck."

Five days of sleeping on a hard floor, working in the low lights of your remaining sticks, sucking on dehydrated food packs and ignoring the grumbling in your stomachs, and trying not to go stir crazy in the darkness of space. Again.

"We'll get through it. We always do."

"I know," you sigh, "I just wish it was different sometimes."

He doesn't say anything but you can feel his clawed hands stroke the top of your head and you hum, content despite the complaints on your lips. You'd cope. You both would. Just like you always do.

Because you weren't alone and neither was he.

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Five days was four days and 23 hours too many to be confined in the dark with nothing to do. You were ready to tear your skin off just to have something else to focus on. As awesome as it was, travelling the galaxies wasn't a luxurious process if you didn't have the money to book passage on a tourist ship or buy your own. More often than not, if you wanted to get somewhere off-planet, you either hitched a ride or you snuck your way into empty crates and bag holds, spending hours upon hours being quiet and still.

It was maddening at the worst of times but you always felt better knowing that Duxob was with you, keeping you company in the quiet.

Nevertheless, the moment the secondary engines turned off, you were up and ready for action, securing your stuff back onto your body before the clinking and clanging of the descent even stopped.

Duxob was too by the looks of it. His face was always hard to read but you could tell he was just as anxious to escape your wooden prison as you were. You couldn't see it too well in the dark but his scales were more red than any other color and bright than normal, indicating his level of irritation. You watched as he pressed close to the wood, listening to the shouting coming from the outside through his comm chip.

You would have but yours was damaged and the parts were too small to see and repair in the total darkness of the wagon. The universe was filled with other languages and you picked up what you could but everything on the outside sounded foreign.

"Can you make anything out?" you whisper, already straddling your bike with your hand on the starter. After being confined for so long, the rush of adrenline was blinding. You wanted to go.

Duxob jerks away from the wood quickly and hops on his own bike, "We've descended. They'll be opening the door any minute now. Get ready." His long clawed hand turned his bike on before reaching over and flicking yours on too, "We have to be quick. This port is more heavily armed with border agents and just as ruthless. Be careful."

"You too."

The seconds seem to drag on and anxiety causes your grip on your handles to strengthen even as you start to sweat. Border patrol agents were nasty pieces of work, hired to check and process travellers as they come and go off planets but, because there were no uniform regulations to keep them in line, they often just did as they pleased to people, especially those that are illegally jumping.

Like you and Duxob were.

"We will be fine Y/N," Duxob mumbled quietly, his voice hoarse from disuse and oh how you loved how he said your name "They haven't caught us yet. They never will."

The darkness seems deeper in the contours of his face as you look at him, emphasizing the brightness of his golden reptilian eyes and the gold pseudo-eyes that rest above them and bleeding over the contours of his cheekbones. (He never explained to you what the 'pseudo eyes' were - you weren't even sure if they were eyes to begin with- or what they did and you couldn't bring yourself to care about you- not when he was looking at you and you had more important things to focus on).

He's all hard lines and safety, a reminder of all you've gone through the last few years to get where you are, and you relax just the slightest bit.

"No. They never fucking will."

His lips quirk up again, "Now get ready. Its almost time."

And he was right. No sooner than you had turned back to face the wagon door, did it open with a hiss, revealing several border patrol guards with scanners and tasers and all the pretty toys you wish you could get your hands on.

"Show time."

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The getaway was as dramatic as you would expect. The air tasted wet, the humidity of the planet already working its magic on your already beaten body as you sped away from the guards. The port was a mess - Duxob finding it absolutely necessary to snatch one of their stun bombs and let it off over the entire port. There was a pain spreading from your side and you knew without a doubt that you got hit.

But it was worth it.

Duxob was unharmed.

You glance over your shoulder and assess the chaos left in your wake. Its nothing more than a smoky ball of dirt on wet and slimy hilltop and you grin when you see that the guard patrol bikes are still hovering around the port.

"They didn't see us. I think we're good," you shout, grinning wide despite the pulsing pain in your side. You could feel the blood dripping down your back, a burning sensation crawling over your flesh. Carefully, you engage your auto-drive.

"Lets get farther away before we get comfortable," the reptilian man warned, doing nothing to stop the smirk forming on his lips but kicking his bike into the next gear. You untie and retie your jacket's belt quickly, using whats left of your clothes as a makeshift bandage to staunch the bleeding, before putting your bike into the next gear to catch up.

"Where to?" You could feel drops of water splashing up from your wheels and you pointedly do not think about how much fucking mud you are going to have to clean out of your rechargers later. Instead, you focus on how exhilarating it feels to be alive.

Alive and with Duxob.

"There is a city not far from here but I think we should head out farther. When they release we got away, they'll immediately head to it to try and smoke us out."

"Sounds good to me." It really didn't, not with the way the fire in your side spread and consumed you but auto-drive was a beautiful thing and it wouldn't be the first time you passed out and needed your bike to take you to safety. Duxob was more than capable of syncing your bike to his so you didn't get separated and he was more than used to you passing out due to your human stamina.

It would be ok.

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It was not ok.

You had been on the road for at least a full 12 hours before Duxob found a port city to stop in, every rock, bump, and hurdle ripping at the ever-growing wound on your side. There was nothing special about this particular port - same lost cost rooms, dingy dive bars, questionable food marts, and horrific pleasure buildings, all the same shit that comes with being a hub for the transients and the poor - and that what made it the perfect place to lay low for a bit.

It also meant that there likely wasn't a med bay anywhere in the vicinity and you're going to have to try and fix the wound yourself when Duxob went for food.

There were plenty of buildings advertising rooms but Duxob was picky, choosing the one that had the least amount of skeevy employees and cleaner bathrooms. It had a parking lot right outside the rooms, which was good since being able to get to their bikes at a moment's notice was vital in your combined survival.

Your room was all the way in the back of the building, on the first floor, another thing Duxob insists on when you bunker down in actual rooms for a night or two.

"I got us a room for five nights," he says, flashing the card keys and slipping them into his jacket pocket.

The surprise on your face must have been obvious because he snorted, "We need a rest. And we need to restock. Shipments are due to come in all this week at this port. Better to lay low and stay than run off with half empty gas tanks and no food."

Point.

"They didn't charge me too much," he murmured, knowing how anxious you got when you ran low on units, "I bartered."

Bartered meaning threatened the clerk until he was satisfied that they wouldn't bother you both. You smirked up at him, "Good. I'm assuming we also have an hydration pod?"

Duxob leveled you with a stern look before it broke into a small grin and a wink, almost sending you to your knees in shock.

"Oooh, whats got you all playful?" you joked, subtly adjusting so you could poke his abdomen through his thick jacket. The movement was enough to make you want to die but you could not pass up the opportunity to tease him.

"You're going to stop smelling like shit and I'm excited about it."

"Fuck you, you stoic cumstain," you cackled, knowing full well that he was right. A downside to the life is that cleanliness often had to be traded for survival. Weeks could go by with only light rinsing and scrubbing through hoses and water containers and lakes. Soap was an almost nonexistent luxury as was conditioner and lotion.

Honestly, it was one of the hardest things you had to give up when you first left Earth and the thought of slipping into the pod and being able to do a deep cleansing of your body and wound was heavenly.

The scales on his head shift to a deep violet, spreading down his neck and chest in striping patterns and you know he is just as excited as you are to bathe. He reeks just as much as you do, the skin between his scales caked with ingrained dirt that probably drove him insane.

You made a mental note to offer to swab them out for him after his initial wash. You know, if you didn't pass out from the pain.

He swipes the card through the door before walking back outside to secure the bikes. You immediately drop all your stuff onto the bed in the corner, slowly lowering your body down next to it. You side screamed in protest, sweat starting to drip down your body as the wound shifted from a spreading pain into paralyzing infection.

Which means that it wasn't just a normal blaster the guard was wielding.

Which means that it was one of the million different kinds of biological weapons they had at their disposal.

Which means that not only did it feel like your flesh was being fried and eaten, it likely was being fried and eaten to create the ideal environment for whatever chemical or disease that was inside it to make itself at home and infect you.

Which meant you were fucked.

The world got really fuzzy.

"....hey....Y/N? Are you ok?" your partner said, voice sounding distant.

'Oh...I think I'm dying,' you thought sluggishly as Duxob's face appeared above yours, handsome reptilian face slowly fading.

"Nope," you slurred, making sure to emphasize the pop of the 'P', "I got shot at the port. Thought it was a normal blaster shot but looks like its not...."

"What?"

Oh, he sounded mad.

"Yeah. Don't be mad."

"Oh. Mad doesn't even begin to cover what I'm feeling," he growled, easing off your jacket and the majority of your shirt off as carefully as he could to inspect the damage. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"We had to get away." There were pieces of fabric melted into the wound and no matter how gentle he was being, it was not pleasant and you couldn't stop the choked noises from escaping. Something cold was sprayed on the blistering skin and you vaguely recognized the smell of antibiotic spray.

'He's so smart,' your mind supplied as it floated in dead, squishy remnants of your ability to think rational and continuous thought, 'Knows just what I need.'

"We could have stopped sooner! This needs to be dressed and treated!"

You didn't have the strength to argue, blinking to fight off the very tempting urge to just pass out and ignore the way your body was succumbing to the infection. There was an unhealthy amount of sweat pooling in your collarbones and in the small of your back but there was ice in your bones.

"Stay awake. Stay the fuck awake Y/N! Do you hear me? I'm going to wrap you up and get some help."

"Too dangerous."

"Fuck you, I swear if-"

You didn't hear what he said next. Everything went silent, like when audio is cut right in the middle of a movie. You were positive he was still talking but his lips were moving way too fast for you to read them and it wasn't like you could see them clearly anyway.

A feeling of calm washes over you before the world goes black.

~~~~~

The first time you regain consciousness feels like something out of one of your nightmares.

There is pain.

Lots and lots of fucking pain.

And you can't move. Your body was frozen, limbs unresponsive and weak.

And there is one - no, two - faces hovering above you covered in blood and neither of them was Duxob. You didn't recognize either of them but you knew that the blood was yours.

The screams formed and fizzled out before they could reach your teeth.

'Please. Please let me die. Oh my God, please let me die. I can't....help me. Someone help me!'

The darkness gripped you tight and you hoped that you never woke up again.

~~~~~~

The second time you wake up, you are in a different room and the pain is gone but it was replaced with a throbbing ache in your joints. Its dark, the only light coming from a small light stick in the corner of the room, but you can make out the shape of something moving in the room behind weighted eyelids.

"Dux?" you rasp, mouth dry and disgusting, "That you?"

The shadow figure moved closer. Right away you knew it wasn't Dux and you couldn't stop the anxious whine from escaping. It crackled painfully in your throat. The dark hid everything from you, fear slamming back into you forcefully.

"Shhh. Shhh little love," the shadow whispered, voice feminine and sweet, "Dux is nearby. Cade had to take him to the back room while R fixed you up."

A cool cloth was placed on your head and you flinched, whining again when you realized you couldn't move away from it. The ache spread throughout your body as it tried to shiver. The bed beside your hand dipped before a soft hand stroked your cheek and hair.

"Rest. You are out of danger now. I'll let Dux know you know you woke up," the shadow said, a smooth lilt to its voice as they continued to soothe you. "He worries."

As much as you want to protest, to jump up and demand answers, scream for Duxob to come in and protect you from the shadow and this strange, awful place, you couldn't help but the shadow's touch was comforting. Something beeped somewhere in the darkness followed by a burst of sweet-smelling aroma.

Before you could stop yourself, you slipped gently back into unconsciousness with the bitter knowledge of waking up alone on your tongue.

~~~~~~

The third time you woke up, you felt better. The throbbing ache was centralized to the spot where you knew your wound was. You kept your eyes closed for a few moments, cataloging your body, relieved when it seems that all your limbs seemed back online and capable of movement.

"Y/N?" a familiar voice asked and you couldn't help the grin as it formed on your mouth.

"Dux?"

"Yeah, its me," the sound of wood scraping on wood filled the room and the bed dipped a little, "I was starting to think Jazza lied."

"Who?"

"Don't worry about it right now," he murmured quietly and you didn't have to look to see that his face was next to yours on the pillow, "How do you feel?"

"Sore," you whimpered, shifting a bit on the bed, "but good. Better."

"Good. Good."

After a moment of struggle, you were able to roll your head to side and open your eyes. Duxob's face was, indeed, very close to yours on the pillow. Close enough that you could trace the green patterns in his iris's.

"Hi," you whispered.

"Hey."

"You ok?"

"Yeah, I'm ok."

"Promise?"

He chuckled at that, the sound reverberating through the pillow, "Promise. Go back to sleep. You need more rest."

As soon as the words left his lips, you yawned, sending what was probably a really nasty-smelling gust of gross-mouth into his face. His face contorted in mild disgust but stayed put. You admired his restraint.

"Sleep." There was a hint of command in his tone.

So you did, eager to fall into a place that was just Dux's cool hands and vibrant scales.

~~~~~~

Weeks had passed before you were able to stay awake for more than three hours and each time you woke up, Duxob was there with fresh blankets, soup, and a new story about what he had done while he waited for you to wake up again.

You quickly became acquainted with Jazza, a fiery little humanoid Flazian woman with artificial purple eyes and scars across her pink body who you recognized as the shadow who lulled you back to sleep, Cade, a small golden alien (you couldn't place his species for the life of you) with bright orange antennae and tattoos covering his body, and R, a tall tentacled Carcog who trained as a doctor on Pantone but left the practice to lead a rebellion after he discovered that the institution that hired him had been giving placebos to the poorer populations of beings instead of actual medicine.

You had also learned that the building you were in was where R worked to heal the disenfranchised and those injured by border agents and those they work for in the various riots and rages he leads and organizes. It was beaten down and broken, windows boarded up with wood and red tape, floors splintered and decayed, regularly infested with at least three kinds of parasites at any given moment - seven if Cade didn't parasite bomb once a week -, and the smell was enough to make you vomit. It was incredibly well-hidden - it had to be in order to fly under the radar for extended periods of time.

However, despite the shitty state of the building and most of its rooms overall, the healing rooms were immaculate and perfectly sterile. The medicine cabinets were lined up neatly along the walls and labeled with the different medicines they stored. There were neat charts and lists hanging on the walls - patient schedules, post-its with cute doodles on them, restock lists, all manner of relevant papers.

Air purifiers hung in every corner just high enough to reach and adjust if needed and you were thankful for them because without them, you could imagine it getting quite stuffy in the room.

Cade had found the building right before the last time they had been forced to run - over 3 years ago - and they still hadn't been found, which put you at ease. You wouldn't be able to fight your way out if there was a raid on the building.

Especially since you were unarmed and unable to get out of bed without risking rupturing all of R's hard work.

They were quite the trio, always on the go and doing something, getting in each other's way - sometimes on purpose just to get a rise out of the other - but, despite their strangeness, you were grateful. They saved your life and, from what Jazza had said, kept Duxob from losing his shit all over the place while you were out.

"Dinnertime!" Jazza sang as she sauntered into the room, a steaming bowl of gross mush that was supposed to promote rapid healing.

"Oh goody," you reply sarcastically, dog-earing the page you were on and putting the book off to the side so she could place the bowl on your lap table.

"Hush now," she mock-scolded, purple eyes whirring as they focused on you, "This is helping."

"But it tastes like shit," you whine loudly, exaggerating random syllables, "Its NASTY!"

"Child, I will spank you."

"Pfft, that is sooooo not a punishment," you smirked, wiggling your eyebrows at her as she cackled.

"If it makes you feel better, the rest of us are stuck on this canned garbage until we can make another run and it tastes even worse than the shit R is making for you."

"You're right, I do feel better."

"Oh fuck off."

You laughed, only stopping when your side started to throb. R had told you all about the stuff you had been shot with, and, because you waited so long before getting it treated, you would likely always have a residual pain in your side from where the nerves had been frayed and rebuilt. Over time, the pain would fade into a more manageable level and you'd be able to resume most activities but it would likely never go away.

It bummed you out in more ways than you could ever imagine and for once, you were thankful Duxob wasn't in the room. You were 90% sure R had already told him everything a;ready, there was no way he wasn't going to get some answer from R after he had fixed you up, but you sure as hell didn't want to have a conversation about it.

"So, I have more questions," Jazza smiled and you groaned obnoxiously, causing her to shoot you a playful glare.

Jazza had grown up with very little knowledge of the worlds beyond her own, having come from a very secretive sub-community on a moon in some quadrant you hadn't even heard of, and only started experiencing other beings when she hitched a ride with Cade off her birth world. As a result, she had at least 20 new questions for you every time she came in and grilled you endlessly as she tried to understand. Most of the time, her questions were about humans and Earth but there were times when her curiosity drifted to your partner.

It was sweet, the way she lit up when something made sense to her. She's get all starry eyed and excited and you felt a pang of loss over your own loss of wonder.

"Ok. Shoot."

"What is up with Dux's scales? One minute they're green. Then they're blue. They get really bright and then dim down like a Hashi craft. I fucking turned around yesterday and he had bright red fucking elbows for no reason and I don't know dude, is he sick? Does he need a catheter too?"

If you had been drinking, you would have choked, "First of all, thank you for reminding me that I have one of those in right now. I really needed to be reminded that I can't pee on my own."

"You are welcome," she responds with all the seriousness of condolence.

" Secondly, its partially how he communicates," you said, rolling noodles onto your fork, "Alzeanian scales are a lot more complex than what people think. Probably because they don't leave their planet often and anyone who visits their planet gets killed so no one really has any data on them." You shrug, dipping your fork of noodles in the little sauce pot. "Each scale looks like its just a flat color from a distance but the closer you get, the more you can see that they are more of an iridescent duo-chrome. Alzeanians can control how muted or how bright their colors are and can make them shift from regardless of where they are standing in the light. Duxob has a green to blue-purple shift in the majority of his scales. In others, he has a gold to red shift and he has a tiny patch that shifts between purple and red but that's literally just on his elbow. Depending on where we are and what we are trying to do, he uses them to talk to me from a distance."

"That is so cool," Jazza whispers, eyes wide and whirring as she slurps down her own food with her double-tongue.

"It can be," you acknowledge, "and its always nice knowing that your partner is adept at handing any kind of situation and can alert you real fast if things get...unsavory. I lucked out big time that he took me on."

You couldn't help the twinge of sadness that came when you thought too deeply about Duxob's presence in your life and the implications of how recent events were going to change that.

"How so? I saw your Wanted reel. You are quite handy with a gun," she grinned, nudging you with a dirty hand and you couldn't help but grin back. You were extremely proud of your Wanted reel. It really captured your insanity and desperation for freedom. Other outlaws try to seem as scary as possible when they know they are being filmed to dissuade anyone from coming after them.

Not you though.

You welcomed the challenge.

'Come and get me. I dare you.'

"I try."

"You succeed."

"Its all I know how to do. Wield a gun and fix bikes," you shift your now empty bowl away from you. There is a bitterness lurking there, something you try to keep down as much as possible. Jazza seems to understand.

"Lets change your bandages," she suggests and you are grateful for the change in topic.

~~~~~~

You hate physical therapy.

Hated it.

You also hated Duxob.

Because the piece of shit loved to get you up early and do the exercises with you until you cried.

This morning was no different. The stupid lizard wouldn't stop smiling as he guided you into each stretch.

"Stop enjoying this," you grumbled as he pushes down on your torso so you get an actual stretch instead of one of the fakes ones you did before he took over because you didn't see the point of putting yourself in more pain.

"I'm not," he said, smile stretched, sharp, jagged teeth on display, even further on his usually stoic face. Fucking liar.

"You are, you - ow, ow, ow, owwwww," you screeched as he eased you into the most painful of the stretches, "Whhhhhyyyyy?"

"You need to use your muscles again. You were in a coma on and off for two weeks and you've been recovering in bed for two more. You're going to get squishy and useless."

"I already am squishy and useless though!"

"No, you aren't," he murmured, letting you come out of the stretch and falling back onto the bed, "And you need to get your body used to movement again."

"Leave me to die," you whine dramatically, turning your head and throwing your arm over your eyes like a princess.

The words formed and hit your mouth before they hit your brain and the silence that follows is deafening.

"I think recent circumstances would suggest that I wouldn't," Duxob says, soft and displeased.

"I know," you sigh.

~~~~~~

"Tell me," Jazza begins, a couple of days later, "How'd you get hurt anyway? I feel like we've talked about literally everything else since you've been here but that. You had a pretty sizable wound when you came in. R wasn't sure you were going to pull through and he's done multiple surgeries on Gorglax creatures."

"Oh um, well," you wrack your brain for a good explanation but the look on Jazza's face suggests a finger right in your side if you lie. "Ok well. We had gotten off a port wagon and the usual 'run for your lives before the space coppers get you' game ensued. Dux had managed to get a hold of one of their stun bombs and released it, paralyzing the border guards. Most of them anyway." You take a deep breath, a weird flash of emotion flowing through you as you relived it. Ew. Not going there. "There was a smaller one following close behind us as we fled from the port. I don't know if he saw me or what, maybe he completely disregarded me as being the less important catch - whatever - but he aimed at the back of Dux's bike. His recharger wasn't in the best shape - I only had duct tape with me when I rewired it - and any sort of hit would have caused an explosion. He took aim at it and I swerved in front of him, causing him to slam on the breaks and swerve away."

Your side throbbed dully at the memory of your skin splitting open as the gun went off anyway, haphazardly, hitting you just enough to burn away a chunk of your body.

"It went off anyway and got me in the back as I was speeding away."

"It wasn't a direct hit?"

"No, thankfully."

"Then why was it so bad?"

You chuckled awkwardly, "I, um, didn't tell Dux I had gotten hurt so we, kinda, sorta...drove for 12 hours before I collapsed and he brought me to you."

The furious look on Jazza's pretty face would have been hilarious if it hadn't been for the fact it was directed at you, "You are an idiot."

"Hey, no I-"

"Yes you are! Did you have some kind of death wish?!"

"No-o...I-"

"You what? What could possibly have gone through your head that would justify you allowing yourself to burn and rot?"

It was silent for a moment as you tried to think of a reason other than the truth but, it just wasn't worth it. Not anymore. You were tired.

"I thought it was a normal hit, something minor," you whispered, unable to keep looking into the girl's pretty purple eyes, "I thought that I'd likely be okay. We'd stop, I'd patch myself up, and we'd rest. It wasn't until we got there that I realized I was fucked but even so, I was content. It hurt like a bitch but I've long accepted that I'm going to die in a shoot out or in a shitty sleep room in some shitty port," you sighed, leaning back into your lumpy pillow and rubbing your face, "And you, if I was gone....Dux would be safe. Safer, I should say."

Jazza's round face softened, the anger melting into a calm understanding.

"How so?" Her voice was soft, like the night she had soothed you to sleep in the shadows.

"I am a liability. I am no use to him, not really. I get hurt more. I eat more. I sleep more. I am more high maintenance than he is. I require things he doesn't and that make being on the road difficult. There is a reason humans aren't an ideal partner, especially when you are running from space cops! I mean, look at where I am now? In bed! Hurt! He had to go around in a strange place and put himself at risk to try and find someone who could help. And he's waiting for me out of some misplaced whatever when we both know he could dip at any moment and he'd survive just fine!"

You didn't realize you were screaming until you stopped to catch your breath, throat hoarse and frustrated tears rolling down your face. Everything that had bottled up the last few years poured out, exploding in a tsunami of bullshit you didn't want to have to deal with. There was a throbbing in your side that you knew was from overexertion but you didn't give a fuck anymore.

"He would be fine," you reiterated, suddenly feeling sluggish. The drip in your arm had turned up on its own at the feel of your elevated heart rate and increasing level of agitation. R had set it up to monitor your activity and keep you from doing something stupid out of boredom and ripping yourself open. It was such a staple in your life that you had forgotten it was even in.

"No, I really wouldn't."

Oh shit.

He did not.

"Dux?" your mouth was slow, dripping over the syllable as he entered the room. A silent conversation took place between him and Jazza, one too fast for your slushy mind to process, before Jazza took off out of the room without another word.

The door closed and he sighed, all but collapsing on the chair next to you bed, looking more ragged than you had ever seen him before. His scales flashed and shifted uneasily as he looked at you.

"It seems we need to talk," he said, the finality of his tone telling you a talk was going to happen despite his phrasing.

"If you want."

"No but we're going to."

"Fine, you start."

Coward, you scolded yourself but hey, feelings were scary, which is why you never dealt with him.

"Fine," he growled, scooting the chair even closer and putting himself all in your personal bed space, "Things are going to change."

"I figured," you shrugged, "I can't run anymore. My side will never allow me to do all the strenuous activity of being an outlaw."

"Agreed. You can't do that anymore," he said, eyes roaming over the bandages peeking through the shredded top you were wearing before meeting your eyes again, "So I came up with a solution."

You leaned your head back, your neck unable to hold it up due to the sedation pumping through you, "Where are you going to take me?"

"What do you mean?"

"I'd like for you to drop me off in a place I'll be able to get around easily enough. I liked that little blue planet we stopped at like 2 years ago."

"You aren't going anywhere."

"But you just said I can't run anymore. I can't stay here forever and we are still Wanteds. I'm going to need to be in a place where I can live and blend in without drawing suspicion."

"Who says you can't stay here?," he asked, harsh golden-green eyes boring into yours, "And who says that I'm going to ditch you on some random planet?"

"Dux, I can't," you pause, mind really blurry because he isn't making any sense and it's making you anxious, "I am very drugged. Please stop."

His gaze softens and he reaches a stubby clawed hand out to stroke your head, "Calm down, ashistoiro. You are ok. You are safe. I am here."

"Ashi-what?"

"Ashistorio, Y/N. Beloved in Alzeanian...well, the closest translation for it," he murmured, claws scraping gently along your skin, "I discussed it with R. He is letting us stay. There is a bunker attached to this building that he is going to let us have until its time for all of us to leave. I am not leaving you. I won't. I can't. You are my biggest asset."

It wasn't a normal confession of love, not by a long shot, but it was one of the most meaningful you had ever heard.

And you hated that you were passing out in the middle of it.

"Yeah?"

He smiled as he watched you nod off, "Go to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up."

You couldn't wait to wake up.

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