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hoodharlow · 9 months

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So I'd Rather Just

AN: everyone thank @sativachilombo <3 gif by @harlowgifs

Requested? My prima Kat

Warnings: smut

Word Count: 1.9k words

"Sober and focused, I cannot walk down no deli alleys

I still got the fellas 'round me, I love 'em and tell 'em proudly

My mama needs help adjusting, my father needs help accounting

I'm lookin' out heaven's window, I know that there's hell around me and—"

Miriam looked down at the monitor as Jack finished the last of his song. She motioned for him to walk out of the frame. She held out her hand and counted to five with her fingers. She closed her hand into a tight fist, letting the camera guy turn off the camera.

"Okay and cut! That's a wrap!" She yelled.

All the crew clapped and some of Jack's friends went to hug him. They were in Denver to film Jack's music video for Denver. Miriam was directing the music video and she thought they should film it in Colorado. So for the week they went to Denver. The mountain side was the last scene left to film and they finally finished it. He did a few where he was in his hotel suite with his friends, where he was on stage and where he was at a strip club having an existential crisis.

Miriam looked over to one of the random goats roaming around and walked up to it. She squatted in front of him and began talking to it.

"Jack, you were so good. This is gonna be a good one." The goat blinked and walked away. She used a boulder to push herself up.

Jack was standing behind her with his hands on his hips. "You're not funny."

"Sorry, I saw white and a messy beard and confused y'all." Miria shrugged.

Urban and Nemo coughed, hiding their laughs.

She went over to the camera crew and showed them her notes. She had outlined what she wanted for the music video and how to edit it. Jack watched one of the guys stare at her chest as she fluffed her hair back. She decided to opt out from wearing a bra under her halter top. Her nipples were on full display. Every so often the guy would look at them as Miriam talked.

"Okay, if you have it done by Monday so we drop it on Wednesday that would be great." Neelam told the camera crew. She turned to Miriam. "If that's all, then we can head back to town. Are you guys going to your grandparents's place or back to the hotel?"

"We're going to your grandparents, right?" Jack asked Miriam.

"Whatever you want." She shrugged, wrapping her arms on his side. "Just know it's three hours from here."

"Yeah, let's go back to the hotel. We can drive in the morning." Jack nodded.

They went hand in hand back to Miriam's G-Wagon. Jack helped Miriam into her side. He went over to Urban and his other friends and they briefly chatted on where to meet up for dinner. He bro-hugged them then walked back to the car. He was about to back out when a goat stood in front of them.

Miriam stuck her head out and yelled, "Jack quítate!" at it. With that the goat walked.

"I hate you." Jack mumbled, as he gripped her headrest to go in reverse.

"Then why do I have this?" She showed him the jewelry on her left hand.

"You're worth $25 million, I'd be an idiot not to give you that." He said, trying not to laugh. "I'm joking, I gave you that because I love you and I wanna grow old with you."

"Mhm," she rolled her eyes.

"I'll even let you play whatever you want." Jack offered his phone to her.

"I mean this is my car so I should be able to play whatever I want." She said, queueing up 'Pocketful of Sunshine' as 'Drop the World' by Lil Wayne played.

"There's so many fucking goats." Jack commented as they drove.

"Fun fact, these goats aren't native to Colorado. They were brought in from Montana in 1947 for aesthetic and hunting purposes." Miriam explained.

"Fucking nerd–"

"TAKE ME AWAYYYY, TO A SECRET PLACE. A SWEET ESCAPE, TAKE ME AWAYYY" Miriam belted out, cutting him off.

Jack rolled his eyes and let her enjoy her white girl song. By the time they reached the actual highway that led them to Denver, they were hit with traffic. Miriam lowered the music and pulled herself into a ball. She rested her head on the headrest and dozed off. Jack took off his jacket and draped it over her. Almost two hours later they finally got to their hotel.

"We might as well have gone to Aspen." Miriam grumbled.

She got out of the car bent over backwards to stretch. She effortlessly pulled herself up without her hands and then twisted herself, cracking her back.

"Glow Stick, are you done?" Jack asked.

"No." Miriam said, proceeding to crack her knuckles and wrists. She pulled her curls into a messy bun. "Now I am."

Jack rolled his eyes. He grabbed their things from the backseat and they went straight to their room.

Miriam began stripping and kicked off her leggings and top. She tossed her panties at Jack and went in the shower. He followed right behind her. Jack pressed himself onto Miriam, gently pushing her against the tile wall. He bent down and nipped at her neck. One of his hands went in between her thighs.

"You're wet." He murmured against her neck.

"Yeah because I'm in the shower." She giggled.

Jack pouted. "I wanna eat you out."

"Well I wanna eat dinner, so…"

They finished showering. Miriam changed into some KentuckyBoyTyler jeans and a simple cropped white tee and her Vans. She went in her tote and took out a big stack of ones. She weighed it in her hand and guessed it was about a thousand dollars.

"Is this yours?" She asked him.

"Yeah I wanted to recreate the strip club scene."

"With only a thousand dollars? Kehlani threw more at me. Plus, I can't stand seeing you go through it when I shake ass."

"Given your talent it shouldn't surprise you that I look devastated." Jack said sarcastically.

Miriam threw her empty tote at him, making him laugh. "Fuck you! Do you know how hard it is to twerk whilst doing the splits?"

Miriam opened one of the takeout bags they got for their leftovers and took out a slice of pizza. She ate while a handful of Jack's fans took pictures with him. They spotted Jack and Miriam while they ate but when they went to pay the fans followed them out, asking for pictures with Jack. Miriam went in the car to wait for him, but she was ready in case his fans got too in his face. She took mental notes of the videos she'd seen of his manager herd him away from fans. He waved goodbye at them and sauntered back to Miriam.

"Hi Mr. Popular." She said, singing popular like Kristen Chenoweth in Wicked.

"Yeah, yeah," he waved her off.

The drive back to the hotel wasn't long. They retreated to their suite. Jack changed into his grey muscle tank and the grey sweats he wore when they filmed in the hotel room. Miriam took off her clothes and put on the yellow and brown striped shirt Jack wore. She plopped herself in the middle of the bed and scrolled through the channels to see what was on. Scoob was on Cartoon Network so she let it play. She tuned in just in time because a snippet of Jack's song played when the Scooby gang went trick or treating.

"I always forget I made that song." Jack said, laying next to her.

"That's literally my favorite song. Don't ever disrespect Yikes like that." She frowned.

"What if I get a little disrespectful with you?" He quirked an eyebrow at her.

"Okay." She smiled innocently.

Jack pounced on her. He knelt in front of her and spread her legs so he'd have more room. They began kissing and nipping at each other. He kissed up her body, pushing his shirt up. One of his hands went down to tug her panties off, but she stopped him.

"Shit, I thought…" he said apologetically, sitting up.

"No, I just wanna do this first." She pushed him against the pillows and got in between his legs.

Miriam pushed back the sleeves of his shirt and laid on her stomach with her ass in the air. Jack tugged down his sweats. Miriam kept her brown eyes on Jack's blue ones as she took his cock and slowly stroked him. Her mouth practically watered at it. She sucked his tip and licked his sides.

"I wanted to call cut and spend hours doing this when we were filming you in bed." She muttered as she stroked him.

"Hours? You know I can't even last ten minutes when you– fuck!" He threw his head back feeling himself deep in Miriam's mouth.

Miriam’s eyes never left Jack’s as she took him back in her mouth. His stomach began to contract after a few bobs, letting her know that he was close. Slowly, she pulled him out of her mouth until only his tip rested on her tongue. She widened her eyes, making her look more innocent as she stroked him.

"Let me come in you." He panted.

"You are?" She said in a duh tone.

"Your pussy smartass." He reached forward to her ass and smacked it.

"How do you want me?" She asked him.

"Stay like that." Jack said, getting out of bed.

He got behind her and pressed her back down so that only her ass was in the air for him. He knelt in front of her and aligned himself to her entrance, slowly pushing himself in her. Miriam quietly gasped as he slid in her. His hands gripped her waist, slowly rocking his hips into her.

As the minutes passed, his thrusts got rougher, and Miriam couldn’t hold back. She begged Jack to keep fucking her at that irritatingly slow and rough pace she loved. He leaned over, his chest against her back. His lips kissed all over her neck as he continued to fuck Miriam. She pushed her hips back against him, lazily meeting his thrusts. Miriam pushed back her hips rougher to meet his thrusts. He gripped the long sleeve she wore with one hand, using it as an anchor, while the other went back down to her clit. Jack worked his fingers roughly as he pushed his hips into Miriam. He buried his face in her neck, kissing her sweet spot. Her quiet praises filled the room, egging him on. She quietly whimpered his name, lazily meeting his thrusts before her orgasm took over. Jack’s orgasm followed soon after, pushing himself deep inside.

"Good?" He asked a few minutes later.

"Like always." She hummed contently.

Her phone went off. She reached for it and rolled on her back while Jack laid next to her, toying with the hem of the shirt.

"Solana sent me some teasers to post for Snooze since it comes out tomorrow." She said, showing him a picture of Jack sitting by SZA.

"I can't believe you had me eat fries that were on her ass." Jack chuckled.

"You're right, that should have been me."

"Personally I would rather eat our come off your pussy." He said, swiping his fingers in between her legs.

"If you wanna eat me out just say that." She rolled her eyes.

Jack smirked, "Actually, I want you to sit on my face."

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nebulablakemurphy · 2 months

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Total Eclipse Of The Heart (Part 9)

Jacob Black x Vampire!Swan Reader

This has been in my drafts for over 2 years 😂Proceed with caution, steamy make out session and some blood drinking.

Series Masterlist

It has been ten minutes…maybe more since Y/N was taken into the Cullen’s meeting room. It’s been radio silence, since Bella and Edward came back from their honeymoon. When Y/N does emerge, Jacob knows immediately, something is very wrong.

“Jacob,” she reaches a hand toward him. “Come with me?”

Jake moves to stand, twining their fingers and allowing the vampire to lead him out the front door, down to his bike. He leans against it, expectantly. “You gonna tell me what the hell’s going on?”

“Bella’s pregnant.”

“With what exactly?” Jacob grimaces.

“Carlisle isn’t sure, they’re…we’re trying to figure it out.”

“So make them take it out of her, he’s a doctor.”

“Jake,” Y/N shakes her head, “she doesn’t want it out.”

“What?”

“It’s her choice and I won’t take it from her.” She knows what it feels like.

“This is different.” This is fucked.

“She thinks Carlisle can turn her at the last minute.” Y/N fidgets with his fingers as she speaks.

“Can he?” The wolf clears his throat.

“It’s possible.”

“But not probable.”

“Baby,” Y/N frowns, “I don’t want to fight. I need you to help me, help her.”

Jacob sighs, “what can I do?”

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Charlie is not so easily swayed, he knows Y/N knows something. He watches his eldest daughter intently at breakfast.

Bella is sick with some kind of bug, currently recovering at a luxury facility in Sweden. Or so the story goes.

The sheriff eyes his oldest daughter over the morning paper.

Y/N catches him, meeting his eye with an awkward smile as she forces a spoonful of cereal into her mouth.

“When did we start lying to each other, kid?” Charlie asks.

“When it became necessary to keep you safe. I think it’s the same on your end.”

Charlie is taken aback by this. It’s the most honest answer he’s got from her in months. “If you’re in some kind of trouble, or Bella is-”

“It’s not the kind of trouble you can help me with.”

“Wish you’d at least talk to me about it.”

“I wish I could, Dad.” Y/N admits.

“But you can’t. For the sake of my safety?” He knows this game.

“All of ours.”

Charlie sighs. “Do you know anything else about Bella? How she’s doing?”

“I know she’s alright.” For now. “That’s all I know.”

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Days pass in a blur, Bella withering away as her belly grows.

“How’s dad?” She asks Y/N, curling both legs up under her, on the couch.

Y/N tosses her a blanket. “He’s alright. He misses you though.” She can’t imagine what he’ll be like when they actually…leave.

Bella nods. “How are you?”

“I’m ok.” Y/N lifts a shoulder. She has to be. “The baby could be here anytime now, I need to hunt so I’ll be gone for the day.”

“That’s fine.” Bella’s teeth chatter, she is so cold.

“I’ll leave Jacob with you, he can be your personal hot box.”

“N-no.” Bella forces out, “you don’t have to.”

“I’m not letting you suffer anymore than you already are, Bella.” Y/N mutters, bitterly.

Jacob is leaning against the doorframe, with his arms crossed, waiting for his queue.

Y/N makes her way over to him, feeling his arms encircle her waist, crushing her to him. She nuzzles into the crook of his neck. “Will you stay with her?”

“Yeah,” his words are lost in her hair.

She presses a kiss to his jugular.

“I would let you.” Jacob whispers, “if you want to try, so you don’t have to leave her like this.”

Y/N pulls back, searching his eyes. “No, Jake.” It’s come up before. Bite me.

“I’m not affected by your venom unless I’m already injured.”

“No.”

“It’s no different than you drinking from an animal. I heal fast, it won’t be an issue.”

Y/N opens her mouth to protest.

“I can feel you,” Jacob reminds her. “There’s nothing to feel bad or guilty about. I want you to.”

“Are you sure?” Y/N doesn’t want to further complicate their relationship.

He nods, “come on.” They find an unoccupied room in the Cullen’s home. Jacob flops down on their cream colored sofa, patting his lap.

Y/N eyes him, warily. Climbing to sit over top his thighs, facing him.

Jacob brushes Y/N’s hair over her shoulders and out of the way. Kissing her lips, her forehead, her nose, “bite me.”

She finds a spot on the side of his neck, peppering his beautiful skin with her kisses, breaking it with her teeth.

Jacob groans, turning his head to give her better access.

Y/N whimpers as his blood fills her mouth, trickling down to ease the burning in her throat.

“You’re ok.” He swallows and she feels it against her tongue. “I love you.”

Fuck. Y/N rolls her hips against his. “I love you.”

“I know,” he guides her back to the opening on his neck. His heart beats faster at the pull of her sucking swallows, he hopes she never stops. Jacob sighs contently as she takes her fill of him on the Cullen’s sitting room couch.

Her lips are on his, the moment she’s finished. His bitter blood in her mouth, it’s not as good as the animals she’s accustomed to feeding from. The only thing making the taste bearable is the knowledge that it’s his. Jacob’s blood fueling her, filling her. Belonging to him so wholly.

Jacob tastes the blood and kisses her anyway. The wound on his neck has already begun to heal, he pulls her closer. He never wants her to drink from anything but him again.

Perhaps it’s the imprint, or the reincarnation, maybe it’s just love. Whatever the culprit may be, they are in it now, too deep to ever surface.

Only one thing could steal them from revelry now. The sound of Bella’s tortured screams. The baby is coming.

Part 10

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pandorxxx · 1 year

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Hard to get (part 5)

Neteyam (19) x Metkayina (18)

Warnings: just fluff and cursing.

Quick recap:

“There is no way that you love me more than I do you. My love for you is eating me alive, you just don’t understand.” He kissed the top of your head, as he pulls you back to look at you. You hesitantly reach behind you to bring your queue to the forefront. You hold it in between the two of you, as you stare at him.

“Do you want to find out?”

You look into his eyes with a light smile. He smiles back, and caresses your cheek ever so slightly.

“Y/n, are you sure? This means that we would be….” He reminds her, as he looks down at his feet.

“Mated for life, I know. I have never felt this way about anyone. To let you in on a little secret, I’ve never wanted to be mated, but you came in and changed everything for me. I love you ,Neteyam. I’ve never been more sure about anything.” You confess nervously, as you try to avoid eye contact. He lifts your chin up to meet his eyes, and he leans in to kiss you.

“There is no one I would rather do this with than you, but let’s wait. I want you to be completely sure, as I am. Ok?” He asks as he looks down at you caressing your cheek once more. You sigh, but oblige with a nod. He walks to where your loincloth is and brings it to you with a sarcastic smile.

“Give me that, you skxqwng!!” You snatch the loincloth from him with a light chuckle. He puts his hands up and laughs as he swiftly turns to get his loincloth. He walks back over to you once he’s done, and holds his hand out.

“Let’s get out of here,my love. Wouldn’t want my mighty warrior getting in trouble.” He says the last line sarcastically. You hit him in his stomach before grabbing his hand. You both start to walk back to the beach.

“Don’t mock me, I will actually get in trouble. You don’t know my father.” You let out a nervous chuckle.

“How do you think your father would react to us?” He asks as he looks at you, still hand in hand.

“Oh, it’ll go something like WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?YOU WILL NEVER BE THE CLAN LEADER..EVER!!!” You mock your father as the two of you burst out laughing.

“Umm, but in all seriousness, I really don’t know, Neteyam. I hope that he’ll understand. I just have to find the right moment to tell him.” You explain as you look up at him.

“No, I understand. I will not rush you. I want you to be comfortable telling him. Ok?” He shakes your hand to get your attention, as you look up at him once more.

“Yeah, I know.” You say with a smile as you look in-front of you, seeing the beach. You both decide to stop holding hands before meeting the others. You two don’t want them to know what’s going on just yet. Aonung and lo’ak walk up to the two of you, as you two are walking out of the forest.

“And where the hell have you two been for the past 5 hours? It’s almost eclipse.” Aonung shouts with his hands are on his hips.

“We’ve been..” you two look at each other, and then back at the boys.

“Hunting” you two say in unison as a smile crept across your face.

“OH..MY..GOD” lo’ak says as his jaw dropped.

“Dad is going to KILL you. Do you know that?” Aonung says in a surprisingly calm tone.

“Listen, we were hunting, that is all.” Neteyam explains with his hands out. You look at Neteyam, and then back at the boys and nod in agreement.

“Yeah right, how was the hunt?” Lo’ak asks with a smirk.

“Amazing…” you say as you laugh out loud. Neteyam laughing with you.

“You two are DISGUSTING.” Aonung shouts as he walks off, shaking his head. Lo’ak shakes his head as well and walks off. You turn to Neteyam, as he turns to you. He grabs your waist and pulls you into a hug.

“I want to see you later, meet me here tonight?” Neteyam asks as he rubs your back. You shut your eyes, and smile as you breath in his scent.

“Yeah, I’d like that.” You pull away, and kiss him passionately.

“Y/N, LETS GO. IM NOT GETTING YELLED AT AGAIN BECAUSE YOU WANT TO FUCK THE FOREST BOY.” Aonung shouts from across the beach with his hands cupped around his mouth.

“ARE YOU CRAZY???KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN!!” You shout back. You turn back to look at Neteyam, and sigh.

“I have to go, I’ll see you back here tonight.” You say to him with a smile. Neteyam chuckles and looks you in the eyes.

“I’ll see you, now go before you get in trouble for fucking the forest boy.” He laughs as he turns you around and smacks your ass. You laugh at the act and run towards your brother who is now walking away. As always, Neteyam watches you leave with a smile on his face.

As Neteyam reaches his families tent, he sees lo’ak outside sitting on the ground. He walks over to him, and sits with him.

“So, what happened bro???” Lo’ak asks as he shifts on the ground to face neteyam. Neteyam let’s out a soft chuckle as he looks around him to make sure that no one else is listening. He nods at his brother to give him silent confirmation.

“No way, bro!! Now you can tell me how she was.” he says sarcastically as he playful hits Neteyam over the head.

“Listen, I’m not going to give away any details. This isn’t just some random girl, y/n is different. I’ll just tell you that we had a….special moment, but no details this time, lo’ak.” Neteyam says as he points at his brother.

“OH COME ONNN, we always share the details. She must be special if you’re not spilling.” Lo’ak says as he rolls his eyes.

“She is, and I’m seeing her tonight.” Neteyam says through a smile as he looks down at the moss beneath him.

“Yeah no way, mom and dad will skin you.” Lo’ak says as he chuckles.

“No, you are going to cover for me. How I covered for you last night with tsireya.” Neteyam explains as he grabs the back of his brothers neck playfully.

“How did that go anyway?” Neteyam asks his brother with a grin.

“nO dETaIls…tHIs gIRL iS SPEciaL.” lo’ak mocks you, as he stands to his feet and walks into the tent.

“Haha, very fucking funny.” Neteyam stands as he walks into the tent behind his brother.

You make it back to you families hut with aonung. Ronal was serving dinner as you and your family talked and laughed.

“So how was your day y/n?” Your father asks as he takes a bite of his food.

“It was good, I showed Neteyam our forest today.” You nod as you look up at your father who is locked in on the meal infront of him.

“Good! How did he like it?” He asks as he looks up at you with a smile.

“ohhhh, I think he liked it a lot.” You smile sarcastically as aonung chokes on his food, and tsireya laughs into her hand.

“What is the matter,son?” Tonowari sighs as he rolls his eyes.

“Oh nothing, I just got something stuck in my throat.. I’m fine now father.” He smiled weakly as he shakes his head at you.

“Ummm, I was wondering if I could see him? Tonight?” You ask as you look up at your father while chewing on your food slowly.

The table falls silent. Ronal looks at tonowari, as he is staring at you confused.

“Uhh, sure. I don’t see why not. He seems like a nice boy, and he’s the son of a great warrior. As long as you know that you two will remain friends, right? Nothing more, nothing less.” He glares at you, making you nod frantically.

“Of course, father! We are just friends.” You laugh nervously as you go back to eating your food.

“Your 19th birthday is coming up,anyway. I know you do not wish to be mated yet, but maybe you will find someone this year. You have so many potential suiters. To’kut’s family says that he is interested. He’s a great warrior, just like you.” Your father smiles as he eats his food.

“But father, that would mean that To’kut would be the next clan leader. I want to be the next clan leader. Plus, To’kut is too cocky.” You explain as you pout, still eating your food.

Tonowari and ronal look at each other with disappointment, and then back at you.

“About that, y/n. We believe that you would be a great clan leader, but we think that it is best to stick to tradition. We know that you do not wish to be a healer. You can still be a great warrior.” He explains as he smiles weakly at you. You meet your mothers gaze as she quickly looks away.

“Father, you would give the clan away to some random boy that I choose to mate with, but not to your daughter? You know that this is all I’ve ever wanted. To’kut is not fit to run this clan like I am!” You shout through gritted teeth as tears form in your eyes.

“Y/n, listen to your father. You can still be a great warrior.” Your mother calmly says as she reaches to grab your hand. You quickly snatch it away to wipe your tears.

“May I go now?” You ask as you sniffle. Your father nods lightly as he pushes his plate back.

You stand, and swiftly stomp out of the hut. The table is left with awkward silence.

You walk towards the beach to meet Neteyam as your thoughts run wild. Why doesn’t your father trust you, but he would trust a boy he barley knows to run this clan? Were you just not good enough? you thought about your birthday that was coming up in a week. It was supposed to be a happy moment, but it just felt like a hunt, and you were the prey. All of the men would be looking to mate with you, just to get your father’s position. You would have to fake smile, and talk the whole night. What about Neteyam? How would he feel? You already lied and said that you two were just friends, so how would this work out?

You finally reached the beach, as you see Neteyam sitting down looking out into the ocean. You walk behind him, and bend down to kiss the back of his neck.

“Hey stranger” you smile, as you snake your hand around to caress his broad chest, he grabs your arm, and kisses it.

“Hey, my love.” He smiles as he bends his head back to meet your soft gaze. You bend down and kiss him. You walk around, and sit in-front of him with your legs crossed. You tried your best to hide your emotions, but it was written all over your face. You were fidgety, and your eyes were puffy. Neteyam takes your hands in his, and looks into your eyes.

“What is wrong, y/n?” He asks concerned. You sigh before you finally talk.

“It is my father. He doesn’t want me to be the clan leader anymore. He thinks that it is better to stick to tradition.” You shake your head as you look down into your lap. Neteyam backs up while still holding your hands. He sighs, knowing exactly what “sticking to tradition” meant.

“He wants you to find a mate?” He asks as he caressed your thigh, trying to find your eye contact. You feel tears fill your eyes, as you are still looking down into your lap. You take a deep breath, and nod.

“How soon?” He asks still caressing your thigh to calm you down.

“My 19th birthday is in 3 days. He wants me to talk to To’kut. He is the one who I am to be mated with. But I WILL NOT DO IT. I REFUSE. I just want to be with you. If I have to tell my father that we are mated already, I will.” You say as you cry into your lap. He reaches down to pull you in for a hug. He was upset, but he wanted to make sure you were ok first. He would spend his night crying when you left.

“Shh, shhh it is ok. I do not want you to cry. You cannot tell your father what we did, I do not want you to get in trouble. You can’t tell your father that we have mated either, because that would be a lie.” He explains as he rubs your back, trying to get you to calm down. Your eyes widen at his last sentence. You two haven’t mated yet, this is true. What if you did though? Your father could not deny the bond before eywa. You slowly sit up, and look at Neteyam with wide eyes.

“What if we did? What If we mated right now? before eywa?” You ask, with a wide smile as you wipe your tears away.

“Y/n-“ he tries to speak as you cut him off.

“No, listen. What if I took you to the spirit tree? And we mated? My father couldn’t say anything!” You explain as you are now holding on to both of his arms tightly.

“Y/n, are you sure?” He asks as he pushes a strand of hair behind your ear. You slide down his arms to hold his hands. You try to find the right words before you say it:

“I see you, Neteyam.” You smile nervously with tears in your eyes. He leans back alittle as he scans your face for any doubt. He smiles, and holds your hands tightly.

“I see you, y/n” he smiles as he cups your cheeks. You stand up, and hold your hand out. Neteyam takes your hand and stands to his feet as well. You guide him into the water, as you click your tongue to signal both of your ilu’s. They come out of the water, and you both get on them and take off to the spirit tree.

Once you get to the cove of the ancestors, your ilu’s come to the surface. Neteyam looks around in awe at how beautiful it is. You look back at him, and smile.

“This is the cove of the ancestors. This is where our spirit tree is located.” You say as your ilu stops, and neteyams stops next to yours.

“Are you ready?” Neteyam asks as he gets off of his ilu to swim over to yours. You get off of yours and swim closer to him. You two are now face to face. You take his hand under the water, and bring it up to your chest.

“I have never been more ready.” You say as you look up to him with a smile. You both count to 3 and plung under the water. You hold his hand as you guide him to the spirit tree. You find an underwater rock that is directly infront of the spirit tree. You pull him towards it and you both sit down. Legs crossed as you look into each others eyes. You take his queue gently, as he grabs yours. You both watch as the your queues get closer and closer until the bond is finally made.

Both of your pupils dilate as your eyes widen. You both close your eyes gently as you feel the love that you both have for each other. It’s almost overwhelming.

“I cannot believe we are doing this” Neteyam thinks, but to his surprise he can here your thoughts too.

“I love you so much, Neteyam. We are mated for life now.” You think, as you smile at him. He smiles back as he caressed your thigh.

“Before eywa….” you both think in unison.

Okay so this is part 5… whewwww chilleee. This girl is crazy as hell, but I get it. Neteyam is fineeee. Anyways they’re finally mated now, soooo happy for them, but ummmm…..how is this birthday party going to go????? Neteyam is not going to like other males trying to get at his mate. I guess we’ll just have to see how this plays out In part 6!!!

Again thank y’all for the support, I am going to try and get part 6 out as fast a I can. Also, send me requests for other stories. I’m running out of ideassss here😒. Anyways, love you all so much, and I’ll see you soon!!!

Outtie ❤️🖖🏾,

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likeabitchylamb · 2 months

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it's so genuinely interesting to look at my favorite characters in supernatural because it changes so much as the show goes on and each character is different in each season and with each writer. Like, Sam in the early seasons with the demon blood, his brand of daddy issues, his trying to be good but everyone including heaven is telling him he's nothing more than a demon blood-drinking vessel of Lucifer, and he'll sacrifice himself to save the world and stop the apocolapse. oh my god i think about that every five minutes. he's just a long, shaggy-haired, too-tall, and too-kind young man. he sees the best in everyone, and tries to redeem monsters when he can because if he can save them, he can save himself, right? and later on I think about the soulless sam and hallucinating lucifer and the ramifications of being in the cage for so long, and all that so often. but then... idk he has his moments from time to time, but it felt like his character finished and just needed a woman to pair off with because TV character arcs always end with characters marrying, but he didn't even properly get that? he married an off-screen woman after his actual love interest DIED!

then we get dean, who started out as the typical beer-loving cool womanizer dude who loves his family, his car, and hunting things. then he gets broken down as the show goes on into exploring his daddy issues, and it was never something i really fully loved until later on, mostly because the show was always so insistent on keeping his Cool Status at first. then he did and it was always so good. but the show always put a beer back in his hand, a gun in his pocket, and I always left the season feeling like there was more to be explored. he can yell, scream, and cry, but he was never allowed to truly grow from those experiences. he died a hunter, after explicitly showing that was the last thing he wanted.

casiel. oh my god i love castiel. he very quickly became my favorite character above sam with his lack of understanding social queues and his relationship with heaven. ohhhhhh my GOD his relationship with heaven. that scene at the bench where he's begging for clarification and a sign and for god to talk to him????? I'm sobbing. at times i felt like his character's arcs were forced, or his arc was too quick, or off-screen, but that's a by-product of the studio keeping him as a side character so misha had a max number of episodes to show up in. i really hate not seeing "starring: misha collins" because misha really is the heart of the character. just like everyone, but especially misha. he kept castiel around and brought him to life beyond what was expected and that was how it was from day fucking one of his portrayal. oh my god.

also, adam! because his bitterness and spite and hatred always felt So Real. imagine you're him, and your dad travels for his job, but comes to baseball games and he's nice and all. then he disappears and suddenly two men, kinda older than you, show up saying all sorts of crazy shit. they're your father's children from his first marriage before his wife died when they were super young -what?- and his job was hunting monsters -what the fuck?- and you're actually a dark secret in his life and they are fucking pissed cause he was such a shit dad to him -what the FUCK?- oh, and he's dead, killed by a demon -what the actual FUCK- then you get possessed by -get this- the archangel Michael and before you can even begin to properly process that angels exist and the apocolapse is happening because you're still reeling over the fact that your dad was a deadbeat to his two other children who were raised to hunt monsters and your family was like a vacation getaway for him so he can pretend to be normal instead of raising his two other children properly, but you can't think about THAT because oh my god sam took control of lucifer and dragged you and Michael, btw in the same body, down to the hell. but not normal hell, oh no, this is the cage where time is so much faster and you're there for hundreds of years and lucifer is torturing sam and it's awful and you're stuck there with Michael and wow, did he ever say goodbye to his mom (note: i forget if his mom is even alive or talked about, but i assume so) Then you get brought back, and of COURSE YOU HATE EVERYONE!!!

#likeabpost #im not adding everyone im stopping here #so just call it why i like the winchesters except the parents fuck 'em #spn #supernatural #sam winchester #dean winchester #castiel #team free will #tfw #adam spn #adam winchester #idk if he had a different last name sorry adam

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sirenologyyy · 1 year

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ROCKAWAY !

ao'nung x fem!sully reader

✷ premise : as tensions rise and your family is forced out of the only home you've ever known, fish boy meets forest girl and the rest is history (tragedy)

✷ warnings : kidnapping, swearing, injury, blood, violence, and death

✷ author's note : here's part 2 for you guys! Just a lil heads up the fight scene is in this one 👀 also hinewai is pronounced as HEE-neh-WAI !

part 2 of the SOLD OUT OF LOVE series

"These are ilu, if you want to live here you have to ride "

You turn to Neteyam and Lo'ak, your eyes meeting theirs.

"Don't tell me you're actually scared baby bro" Neteyam taunts, leaning closer to Lo'ak as they pretended to pay attention to Ao'nung teaching them how to properly bond with an ilu.

"Who the hell says i'm scared?"

"He's bluffing" You appended lightnight fast, keeping your eyes on Ao'nung while tilting your body towards your oldest brother.

"Yeah I know he is," He crowed. "I know his tell, his face turns purple and his tail draws zig-zags in the air-" He stops. "Oh my bad, he was just looking at Tsireya"

Lo'ak jabs his elbow against Neteyam's arm as you tried stifling your laugh, slapping your hand over your mouth before it was too late.

"Are you three even listening?" Ao'nung asks, zeroing his eyes at each of you respectively, his eyes lingering on your face longer than you had liked to the point that you had just raised both your eyebrows acknowledging him, he looks away innocently, glaring at Lo'ak once more.

Neteyam looks at him. "Right, yeah, sorry"

"Answer the question skxawng" He maintained.

Lo'ak stepped up, showing his palms. "Look take it easy alright? Don't need to get a knot in your tail so early in the morning"

The blue frog was a few seconds shy from steam leaving his ears and Tsireya quickly notices. "Now that Ao'nung has explained to you all the basics, who wants to go first?" She asks.

Innocently, you shove Lo'ak forward as the rest of you took a step backwards like something tugged at the neurological link that connected between siblings. He looked at all of you standing two steps away from him almost scandalised, betrayed, possibly even outraged.

"Lo'ak!" Tsireya exclaimed happily, clapping her hands as she wades toward him, pulling him to the ilu that had been circling her through out the entire session. He looked back at the rest of you in fear, you and Neteyam silently giving words of support and encouragement as Tsireya pulled him along with her.

"Swing your leg over her body" Ao'nung instructs once Tsireya dragged the both of you a few ways away from the others, you begrudgingly swung your right leg over the ilu's slender body, running a hand over her neck as an attempt to console it from the abrupt weight shift that was you sitting on her back.

You barely even blinked before you hear Ao'nung's tongue check in his mouth. "You're sitting on it wrong"

You whirl your head at him. "I'm sitting on it wrong? " You reiterate, widening your eyes at him in disbelief.

"Yes" He deadpans. "A million possible ways you can ride an ilu yet you ride it as if you're trying to wrestle with it"

You roll your eyes in frustration, but nearly jumping out of your skin when you feel his warm hand on your leg, out of instinct you jabbed your foot against his chest, sending him a few steps back. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? He sends you a sharp look. "Relax Forest Girl, I am not here to violate you" He retaliates boredly. "Put your leg down here, you're not trying to ride an íkran," He began, shifting your leg to a different more comfortable position. "Go and make the bond"

You connect your queues together and a surge of memories wash over you, clear and exhilarating days of swimming in the open ocean, hunting for food, playing in the reefs, the fear of losing her parents to akulas, your stomach sinking as you watched it swim away, the love she had for her children, 5 babies, you felt as proud as she was.

"Now we can finally start by fixing that horrible posture of yours, Eywa Almighty you look like a deformed shrimp"

"Just teach me how to ride the goddamn thing"

"I'm getting there"

You huffed, straightening your back and squaring your shoulders, trying to get yourself used to sitting on an ilu.

"You have to treat her like she is one of your own," Ao'nung tells you, walking towards the head of the ilu. "You must be gentle, slow, treat her with respect, with compassion, and most of all ride her like you care for her-"

You finally slump. "Are you teaching me how to ride an ilu or get it pregnant?"

You heard his hand splash the surface of the water, your ilu baying at the sudden action. "Would the repercussions of murdering Toruk Makto's daughter short of death? because i am going to risk it"

"You talk too much" You tell him with a sour expression.

"You talk too much " He repeats in a tone that you assumed was a crude imitation of your voice.

Your jaw almost went slack if not for your brother, zooming past your peripheral on his ilu. You turn your body around, following his distorted figure until he is thrown off his ilu. You hear Ao'nung rise from the water and laugh as his other friends do, you realize how quickly you missed Rotxo's presence.

As Lo'ak swims back to the group, Ao'nung turns to you.

"Hold here" He says, gesturing to the ilu's gill mantle, you do as he says, adjusting your grip every now and then to see which one could keep you on the longest. "Mind your back, Forest Girl"

You straighten it once more. "Jesus Christ"

His face twists again. "What the hell is a Jesus Christ?" He stops himself. "You know what I do not want to know, keep your back straight and your legs in the same position as they were before or you will be sliding across the beach like a skipping stone"

"You're a real hit aren't you"

"I know" He grinned.

You let out a puff of air as you flexed your shoulders, feeling your back crack. "Y/N! It is your turn!" Tsireya calls out, beckoning you towards her and the empty space where Lo'ak had taken off just moments earlier. You swallowed, telling your ilu to move forward and as she does you lower your head closer to hers. "You won't throw me off will you?"

She clicks and yelps at you, only hoping that was her saying 'no worries pal'

Your ilu who you unofficially decided to name Hinewai, stops at the center of everyone. Lo'ak barely made it past that rock formation shaped like a fang, if you could somehow hang on til then and the way back then Ao'nung could shove that smug smile right up his ass.

"Okay, go!" Tsireya exclaimed.

"Hyah!" You yell, before filling your cheeks with air and descending under the water. It was a rough ride at first but you held onto the gill mantle for dear life while she flailed you around like some ragdoll, your left hand slips, you only manage to hold onto it again after a minute of her chasing some fish through the coral reef, making hard turns, your legs and arms getting scraped by the rocky surfaces of coral. She catches it just outside the small reef and you tell her to bring you up for some air, coincidentally a few steps away from the group.

Neteyam, Kiri, Tuk, and Tsireya started cheering you on as your body broke through the water , Lo'ak a little less considering his twin baby sister just rode and ilu and didn't fall off like he did. On the first try nonetheless, and lastly Ao'nung who didn't utter a peep.

"You were amazing out there!" Neteyam shouts, wading up to you with the rest of your siblings.

"It didn't feel like it" you admitted, almost laughing in the process.

"You should've seen Lo'ak's face when he realized you were coming back still riding your ilu" Kiri giggles, earning a nudge from Lo'ak who simply grinned before trapping you in a headlock and digging a knuckle against your hair, you try and push him off before smacking him in the face which catches him off guard.

"Teyam and Lo'ak were betting on you, you know, they said if you fell then Neteyam gets Lo'ak's chores for two weeks" Kiri adds before Lo'ak slaps his hand on her mouth, passing it off with a little laugh.

"It's true," Tuk says, looking at Lo'ak. "If you did fell Lo'ak gets Neteyam's chores plus a week's worth of yovo fruit"

"Tuk hit her head on the wall before leaving the house, she dosen't know what she's saying" says Lo'ak.

Tuk was about to object before Lo'ak picks her up sideways and blows raspberries on her stomach, bringing her to Tsireya to feed the ilus.

"Where is your brother?"

"He's down by the beach"

Neytiri frowns. "It is lunch time, very unlikely for Lo'ak not to be here by now"

"He had a big breakfast" You tell her, setting down the basket of fish you and Neteyam managed to catch after riding the ilus. "Near threatened to beat me if I didn't give him my share of banana fruit this morning"

A couple of your siblings chuckle along with you.

"Look, if he's hungry he can come to us, me and your mom have business to take care of after lunch so we gotta eat quick" Jake disclosed, nodding at the empty spots next to the dining table as he himself sat down. Neytiri asks Kiri to lead the prayer and once she was done thanking for the food you've all received and whatnot you started to dig in. Nabbing a piece of fish, breaking it apart, ripping a piece of meat, and popping it in your mouth.

"I heard you all practiced with ilus today," Jake starts, swallowing. "How'd that go?"

"It went okay, sir" Neteyam answers beside you. "Challenging at first but nothing a little practice couldn't fix"

"Good to hear" says Jake.

"Ma'ite, please sit properly" Neytiri says, looking at you. You resist the urge to groan so you put your leg down, your elbow previously resting on it before she spots you from across the table. This was stupid.

"Is that an eyeroll?" Jake wonders almost instantly, your ears flicking down for a millisecond before you look up at him to make sure he was talking to you. Yeah he was talking to you. "No, sir" you reply.

"Better not be"

"Teyam, pass the fish" Kiri asks quietly, pointing her chin at the basket of fish located in between you and him, he hands it to her across the table, watching her lips to mutter a small thank you.

You see your dad break apart a yovo fruit. "How're you all treatin' the Olo'eyktan's children? You nice to them?"

More like were they nice to us?

"Yes sir"

"Great, I need that to remain a constant, I expect the best from all of you alright?" Now that Lo'ak wasn't here his eyes find yours instantly. "Yes?"

A scattered chorus of yes sir's and yes dad's were heard across the dining table.

"Before we make dinner I want you two to help me with repurposing some of Tuk's old clothes" Says Neytiri, she didn't have to look at any of you for you to know who she was referring to.

"Okay" Kiri replies, breaking apart a yovo fruit as well, splitting the other half with Tuk.

"Okay" you say, flipping the fish to its other side to pick at the remaining meat.

You hear the collision of a wooden glass onto the table. "Should we head over?" Jake asks, looking at Neytiri who seemed to have finished eating as well, she responds with a silent nod.

They stand up from the table in unison, going over to wash their hands before they head on out. "I don't want none of you clowning around when we're away is that clear?" You barely had any time to respond before your Dad starts talking again. "Be on your best behavior or I swear you'll never hear the end of it from me"

"Be good, all of you" Mom adds.

"Neteyam, Y/N, up and at 'em " Neteyam stands up straight, straight back, straight face, so do you, though a bit slower than him. "You're in charge as usual, you know what to do once your siblings start upsetting the apple cart, you read me?"

Neteyam gives him a curt nod. "Affirmafive sir, loud and clear"

"Now for you," He says rounding on you. "Don't bite off more than you can chew alright?"

"Aye, aye" You reply, your voice hinting at the slightest almost impercievable tone of sarcasm you so desperately wanted to use.

"Alright, dismissed" and just like that they were gone.

You finally slouch again. "Come on, hurry up and finish your food before they come back"

Neteyam sighed. "Don't do that, you might choke on a fishbone"

"We can just see who's faster at putting away the plates" Tuk suggested, pushing a piece of fish in her mouth she stole from your plate.

"Do you want my fish?" You just ask, she nods and so you ripped her half of whatever meat was left before you wolfed down the rest.

Neteyam downs a glass of water. "Hah! Done!"

"Yeah well so am I!" Tuk combats incoherently, her cheeks full of fish before she swallows it all down.

"We're all done, silly" says Kiri, standing up and bringing her leaf to the sink where she scrapes all of what was left of her plate down the hole, an ilu that was waiting beneath the hut chomping on all of the left overs.

"Tuk go grab the rest of the bowls " You tell her, scraping your scraps down the hole before giving it to Kiri who washed it down.

Once the table was cleared and the dishes were put away you all go out of the hut, Kiri down to the beach to find Lo'ak while you and Neteyam watch Tuk running off towards a group of village children who beckoned her to play with them, not looking back at you any longer.

You turn to Neteyam. "Eywa, I wish it was that easy to make friends here"

He chuckles. "Come on, it's Tuk" He tells you knowingly.

"I wish we were all like Tuk" you sang, sighing greatly.

"They probably just start out really sweet, and as they grow older they turn all twisted and mean, like Ao'nung"

"No" You tell him, shaking your head, staring at your youngest sister slowly turn into a blurry figure as she got farther and farther away from you. "He was dropped as a child, it's the only explanation"

You and him walk along the coastline, enjoying the cold breeze, the warm sun, before Kiri's voice captures your attention. You didn't need to see the look on Neteyam's face before the both of you ran towards the sound. Under the shade of the trees you see Kiri and Lo'ak.

And Ao'nung and his friends.

Neteyam gets there faster than you, turning Ao'nung to face him. "You heard what she said, leave them alone"

You see one of Ao'nung's cronies step up. "Ohh, big brother coming to-" He stops as Ao'nung stops him with a hand across his chest.

"-Back off, now" Neteyam snarled, prodding a finger at Ao'nung's chest. He takes a step back, throwing his arms up in the air to show he concedes.

This man cannot be serious.

"They don't have it in them to hit us, just a couple of lap dogs and their ring leader" You say, siding with Neteyam, eyes landing on Ao'nung who looked like he was about to transform into a plum. "Come on you guys, we're done here" You tell your siblings, walking off in annoyance before one of his friends pushes you back in the circle.

"Don't touch me" You snap, slapping his arm away and shoving his chest backward.

"Hey!" Neteyam bellows, walking up to one of his goofy ass looking friends, staring at every single one of them in the process. "From now, on I need you to respect my sisters, got that?"

So he just resorts to hissing at him. With that, Neteyam grabs your and Lo'ak's shoulders, leading the both of you out of there.

"Ba-bye!" Taunts one.

"Look at them, freaks, all four of them" You hear Ao'nung whisper, your hand started to twitch involuntarily. You turn around to give them a piece of your mind but realize that Lo'ak was already 5 steps ahead of you.

"Lo'ak" you say, abandoning your original plan, sensibility taking over.

He turns to you. "I got this, sis"

"I know this hand is funny," He began, flexing his fingers at them. "Look, I'm a freak, an alien" He tells them as they laughed. "But it can do something really cool, watch, see- you have to ball it up real tight like this, and then-"

BAM. One hit square on the nose.

BAM. another across his face.

BAM. One last, under the chin sending his ass falling down to the sand.

You couldn't help but let out a laugh at the sight, Neteyam and Kiri glaring at you.

"It's called a punch bitch! Never touch my sisters again!" Lo'ak yelled before Ao'nung rams into him. Lo'ak turns him over and punches him once more, the other boys dragged him back by his tail, one of the burly looking ones slapping him hard across the face with his own.

It wasn't fair if you simply stood and watched this right? You needed to put a stop to this.

So without thinking you started running.

Running towards the fight, dragging one of the boys away from your brother by his queue, landing one across his face, dodging a punch from another before headbutting him instead. Someone drags you away by your tail, falling to the sand with a loud thud, you turn to your back and jab your heel against his loincloth, springing back up before one of the boys turn you around to try and land a punch, one to the right, dodge, one to the left, until he just kneed you in the ribs making you double over so that he could finally land a punch to your cheekbone, then another punch to your cheekbone before you grab his fist, turn him around and kick his back, taking another boy down in the process, leaving them to the care of Neteyam who had joined the fight moments after you.

Ao'nung comes at you from behind, sending the both of you down, your head landing hard on a rock sending shock waves through your skull, your temple had started to bleed as you turn him over, landing punches on his nose until it bled, he kicks you off of him, punching your stinging cheekbone, your nose, your cheekbone, then your nose, as static began to fill your vision.

"You hit like a girl!" You screamed at him, struggling underneath his grip.

"So do you!" He shouts back before you try and push him off you, struggling underneath him before resorting to kicking his groin with your knee which worked like a charm, you were on your feet a second later, spitting out the liquid iron taste that filled your mouth. You switched positions, pinning him down which caught him off guard as you tried to land another hit on his face before he got away, you see the look on his face and you couldn't help but laugh.

"Careful, wouldn't want me to think you enjoy being underneath me do you?" You intoned.

Ao'nung's gaze was piercing and vile enough to poison a thanator. "I'd rather pull my spine out of my ass than ever come close to liking you"

With one last punch to his face you scramble towards Lo'ak who had three on him. You pull one away by his tail, dragging him across the beach before punching another one square to the throat, watching him choke and stagger back before you landed two punches to his face, pinning him down, getting lost in the moment and splitting his eyebrow open. The boy was absolutely befuddled, he does everything he could to get you off of him, but to no avail, he resorted to claw at you, causing your necklace to split, beads flying everywhere.

You feel your shoulder turned around by someone, it was Ao'nung once more with another punch to the nose, feeling hot blood dribble out from your nostrils, you pull his arm down, placing a knee on his ribs and finally letting go all of your pent up frustrations onto his face, you weren't even sure if the blood on your knuckles were his or yours.

"All that mouth yet you still can't fight with your fists" He pants with a sickening grin, the dark red patches on his face contrasting with the cool teal of his skin.

Your jaw tightens, forgetting the pain, letting rage take the wheel as you pulled your dagger out of its sheath, raising it up to his neck and watching as the sight of it wipes the cocky grin off his face, his lips parting in shock. "You're right, I don't, but i'm damn sure I can fight with this"

"You won't " He spat.

But you nod. "Oh but I would, I really would"

He tries to get out of your grip, you didn't even have to do anything for your knife to knick his skin.

"You want me to take this off your neck?" You ask, looking at his eyes for an answer, you weren't satisfied on what you got so you deepened your knife against his neck, making him let out a broken hiss. "Don't touch my siblings again, or so help me Eywa I will slit your throat and watch while you bleed dry on the beach then I'll call on my íkran to feast on your scorched corpse" You hissed. "You got that reef boy?"

But he does not answer, instead he stares up at you in silence, the only sound eliciting his lips were the ragged breaths he took, you could feel the rapid rise and fall of his chest against yours, his aquamarine eyes bouncing from every point of your face, almost reading you, until the grip on your knife loosened.

You found yourself reading him too, confusion and frustration making your face twist.

That is until someone pulls you away from him, and at the spur of the moment you almost feel like his hands tried to wrap themselves around your waist before your body was so quickly pulled out of his clutches.

Another boy gave you an uppercut, then another knee to the gut before you pointed your knife at him, sending him backwards. You try and stand up, regaining your balance as you let a grin spread on your stinging face.

"That's it," you taunt, nodding at him, unconciously baring your fangs. "Back up"

One of them tries to make a leap for you but you just do the same, so they hiss instead. Fine, you thought. You throw your dagger through the gap between them, making it's mark on a tree behind them, they were stunned to say the least, it even had wisps of hair sticking out from where the knife met the tree, they look back at you horrified.

You see them run away hurriedly calling for their ilus, Ao'nung being the last as he gave you one last look before riding his ilu.

You close your mouth, tasting blood before you wipe your nose with the back of your hand. "Candy-ass bitch" you mutter to yourself.

You were only brought out from your reverie when you hear the familiar screech of an ikran.

Well, shit

" What was the one thing I asked? "

You huffed, clutching your side. "Stay out of trouble" you say with Lo'ak.

"Stay out of trouble" your Dad repeats for emphasis.

You see Neteyam stepping forward. "Dad, it was my fault"

"No, I don't think so, you gotta stop taking the heat for these knuckleheads" He snapped, turning to you and Lo'ak.

You purse your lips, hesitating before stepping forward "Dad- S-Sir, Ao'nung was picking on Kiri" You try to explain.

"He called her a freak, they picked on Y/N too!, they pushed her around!"

"Lo'ak you asshole!" You shout at Lo'ak, your temper rising once more.

"Hey!" Jake yells, making you flinch, your ears ringing at the volume nowhere near matching your voice, it ceased another impending argument. "What were you thinking? Neteyam, how could you let this happen?"

"Sir, things just got out of hand"

"Bullshit" He says, shaking his head. "If you had handled the fight early on, if you handled it properly we could've stopped this from ever happenning, do you see that?"

Neteyam nods, staring at the floor.

Jake snaps his fingers repeatedly. "Do you see what i'm talking about Neteyam??"

"Yes, sir" He finally says, seeing his eyes blink like rapid-fire.

"Don't even get me started on the two of you" Jake complains, pointing a finger at you and Lo'ak, swinging like a pendulum, eyes landing on your twin brother. "You hit them first! You never hit- what do I always say? "

"Never hit first or else you're no better than them"

"Exactly!" Jake exclaims. "What did you do? Did you listen to me?"

Lo'ak shook his head. "No"

"No, because you never listen do you?"

Lo'ak's ears droop, crossing his arms over his chest.

Jake looks at you and you look at him, trying to push down any iota of fear you had within you. "Christ Y/N, where do I even begin with you"

"Maybe the part where Ao'nung and-"

"-No, you don't get to talk!" He boomed, rounding on you and you quickly avert your eyes. "You don't get to talk! not after what you said to him, the Olo'eyktan's son! Do you forget who he is Y/N? The chief's son!"

"I get it, Dad" You insist, staring at the floor.

"Another word from you and you're grounded for a week" He threatens. "is this really the shit you wanna pull???"q He asks, shouting at your face as you pursed your lips together, an attempt at stopping the tears that threatened to fall. "You're lucky if the Tsahík ever lets you step a foot on the beach again!"

"Well that son of a bitch deserved it" You said bravely.

"I don't care if he did or not, you are in the wrong, you need to see that"

"Dad, she was only trying to-"

"-zip it" He tells Neteyam. "I expected this shit from your bothers but never from you, never you, now you- you went out there and proved me wrong... what do you gotta say for yourself?"

You remained silent and you heard him hum. "That's what I thought"

His flick upwards to your bleeding temple, your bruised face and suddenly he starts remembering that stormy night. "You pulled a goddamn knife to his neck, Y/N, a knife! Are you insane? "

Your own father calling you insane was worse than any blows you had to endure from those boys.

Neytiri enters the hut, walking up to you. "Ma Jake, she gets it, please stop" She says, placing her hand on your shoulder before you shrug it away harshly.

"That's the problem, she dosen't does she?, she never thinks it through, punch first questions later, isn't that right?" He taunts, looking at you, still maintaining a shit poker face. "I can't believe you" He tells you whilst shaking his head in disapproval, that's when your lower lip starts to tremor and your throat start to to cave in.

"You have no idea how disappointed I am of you" He says to the three of you, his tail swishing in the air in frustration. "Most especially you " He tells you, feeling your stomach sink, your eyes start to fog up.

"Go apologise to Ao'nung, both of you"

"What?" Lo'ak retaliates.

"I don't care how you do it, just go and make peace"

Lo'ak heads out first, walking down the steps and onto the beach.

"So what'd the other guys look like?" Jake asks Neteyam.

"Worse"

Jake nods. "Good"

"A lot worse" You hear Neteyam say as you had your back against your Dad, knowing you weren't leaving the hut to apologise to Ao'nung. Turning towards the forest when you see Ronal and Tonowari out on the beach, talking to Ao'nung's friends and hearing the words "have you seen him around-?" before their conversation deemed too incoherent to decipher.

Your chest felt too tight, your eyes felt too hot, your back ached, your head was spinning. You had found yourself hiding in a secluded part of the island, surrounded by trees and wildlife, water trickling down the stone formations that stood behind you, birds flee above your warbling and squawking, insects chirping and squeaking.

You covered your ears as you allowed the tears to spill from your eyes, curled up into a ball as you stared into the void.

You couldn't breathe.

The world was moving too fast and you couldn't catch up, your grip on it loosening.

You tried forgetting the words your Dad told you, making yourself believe that they didn't matter because he was just angry and he only wanted to look out for you, but you couldn't, your mind was sealed shut and nothing came in or out.

You were spiraling now.

You couldn't breathe, your lungs felt like they were set on fire

Suddenly your mind started to become loud. So loud that it made you wonder where the sound was coming from, you were alone weren't you?

Was it all just happenning inside your head?

That's the problem, she dosen't does she?, she never thinks it through, punch first questions later, isn't that right?

You remember his voice, how he mocked you, how he taunted you.

Are you insane?

You shut your eyes tight, shaking your head, convincing yourself that this was all in your head.

You have no idea how disappointed I am of you, especially you.

"Stop" you tell the disembodied voice, keeping your hands clasped tightly over your ears "You aren't real, you aren't real"

"Who isn't real?"

You whirl your head at lightning speed, almost giving yourself a whiplash in the process, there, just a few steps away from you was Ao'nung, all battered and bruised, standing behind a stream of sunlight.

You stand up abruptly. "Go away" you tell him, turning around to face the rock formation, wiping your tears away.

He stands there for a moment, just looking at you, seeing the wet trails on your cheeks before you so hurriedly turn away from him. "I'm not here to taunt you, Forest Girl" He tells you.

You hum, turning back around. "I don't believe you"

He stepped forward now, directly into the sunlight, highlighting his bruises the shape of golfballs, his eyes turning into a shade of blue you never knew existed. "Fine, believe what you want to" he sighed.

"Have you come to laugh at me?"

He throws his arms in the air only to have them land on either side of his hips with a thwack. "Eywa, were you not just listening to me talk?"

"I'm afraid I hadn't been paying attention to you at all" you confessed dryly.

He gives you a look. "What are you doing here?"

You shrug. "I like looking at rocks"

"You lie" He muttered.

"No I don't"

"Are too"

"I really like how they're so grey"

He raises his eyebrows at you. "Tell me the truth, Forest Girl"

"I wanted to be alone" You say. "I don't like the beach, I don't like the Marui, I wanted some place where it felt like everything was still simple, even when it's not"

Then, a brief moment of silence.

Ao'nung looks around, there were the trees, the grass, the flowers, the insects, the shrubs, the plants.

"I understand" He says, shocking you to your very core. "You are an outsider, you do not belong here in Awa'tlu"

You couldn't help the snuff that comes out of your nose. "Thanks"

"But my people use this trail often," He explained. "you will not feel at peace here"

You stay silent, thinking about what he said, how he said it, how he's behaving, no signs of hostility, or resentment, his parents have sent him away to apologise to you, that much you know.

"Your parents are finding you, you know" He tells you after a moment.

"So are yours" you tell him, recalling the moment you saw Ronal and Tonowari, talking to his other friends to know if they've spotted him or not. "You should go back"

"So should you" He bounces back.

Then, in the distance, you hear his friends calling for him, both of you turning towards the sound.

"Hey," you say, turning to him. "Do me a solid and don't lead them here okay? I'm too tired for another fight, as much as I want to beat your dim friends to a pulp I can't afford another screwup"

He stops in his tracks for a moment before he nods at you. "I wasn't going to" He says, making your eyebrows knit at the middle. "But fine, don't think I'll let you off so easy next time"

"I doubt you won't"

He turns his head back to the way he came. "I'm here! I'm here! Stay where you are I'm coming to you" He shouts before beginning to push past the overgrown leaves that was blocking the path. It addles you when you see him stop walking. "By the way, i've never met someone, let alone a girl, that can put up a fight as well as you did"

You giggle through your nose, a smile cracking on his face before he leaves you alone.

You didn't apologise to him like your father had wanted but at least it was an entire conversation where not one of you tried to spite eachother.

You kept avoiding him during lessons which was hard considering Tsireya insists that you and him were a pair already.

So far today was just practicing the transition from holding your breath for long periods under water and learning how to regain your breathe once your ilu leaps out of the water and back again, sticking mostly to your big brother than usual.

Also the fact that Ao'nung and Lo'ak still kept sending death glares to eachother during training was another highlight you've yet to mention, it got so bad that Tsireya had to dismiss all of you two hours early saying that all of your siblings did good, and that you deserved the rest of the day off.

You slap the back of Lo'ak's head. "You're doing it again"

"What do you mean?"

"Quit staring at him, it's distracting" Neteyam says.

"Jesus Lo, just rip off eachother's clothes and hit it in the sack already"

He stood up from his seat, pointing a finger at you. "You're messed up"

You giggle at him as he walks off, you turn to Neteyam who sat beside you, remaining quiet.

"Is dad talking to you yet?"

You shook your head, brushing sand off your feet as you and him sit by the roots. "No, I doubt he ever will"

"Chin up baby sis" He tells you, hooking an arm around your shoulder, shaking you gently. "It has only been two days, I'm sure he will come around"

"If it was you maybe" you tell him before squinting at the beach, watching the whitecaps forming in the horizon. "You and Lo'ak have Dad, say what you want but I know Dad always wanted two boys, Mom has Kiri and Tuk, me, I'm just... I'm not like you, 'Teyam" You found yourself saying, looking at him now. "I cheated my way out of death, became an Avatar, Kiri and I aren't your siblings by blood but at least she was born Na'vi-"

"-It dosen't seem that different to me" Neteyam interrupted you. "I always saw you as my sister, even if you only reached up to my waist when we were kids, even if you had no tail, no fangs, none of that mattered to me... so what if you look a little different now? You've always been Y/N, you've always been my little sister"

Silence ensues as the wind blew in from the sea.

"Shit Neteyam" You finally laugh, looking at the tree tops above you so that the tears that threatened to brim your eyes would somehow fall back in. "It's only 4 pm, damn you"

He cackles, pulling you closer to him until you finally just scoot over, resting your head on his shoulder. Watching the swell of the waves, lapping up at the sand before falling back into the ocean, watching as fishermen cast their nets into the water, children swimming after eachother, hearing the faint yelps of ilus in the background.

You sit there for a few minutes, possibly even half an hour, before Neteyam stands up saying he'll go check up on Kiri and Tuk and see if their Marui was still standing, and with that you are left to your own devices. You begin to hate the quiet and so you stand up and start walking into the lush fauna Awa'atlu had to offer, dancing past moss covered rocks, avoiding skittish insects crawling about. You hear a twig snap behind you, your ears perk up, and a cold feeling washes over your back, your fingers wrap themselves around the hilt of your dagger as you began walking deeper into the forest, staying light on your feet as you hear the rustling grow louder.

You swerve behind a waterfall and start running, slipping in and out of trees, ducking over overgrown branches until you bump into a teal wall of flesh, the impact was so hard you practically bounced off of eachother.

"What the hell do you think you're trying to pull?"

Ao'nung shows you his palms. "Take it easy, no need to get angry again"

"Were you the one following me?" You pressed.

"Yes, until you started running which made me have to run after you"

You abandon your fighting stance, standing up straighter. "Is this some sick joke?"

You see him scratch the side of his mouth. "I realized I never apologised to you... for- for the fight"

"I thought you'd have forgotten it by now"

"Pretty hard not to" He laughed. "I got an earful once I came back home, couldn't stop thinking about it ever since, I even lost sleep because of it"

"My deepest sympathies" You droned.

"I guess I just wanna say that I am sorry" Ao'nung mutters. "For hitting you"

You nod, biting the inside of your cheek as you look around, hearing yourself up for an apology. "I'm sorry too... for hitting you, i'm sorry that you deserved it, i hoped it hurt"

He blinked.

"Also sorry for calling you all those names, sorry for talking about you behind your back, sorry for shit talking you in front of my parents-"

He stops you with his hand. "-what?"

"Yeah"

"Fine, apology accepted" He replied gruffly, half-shrugging. "Now come on, I want to show you something"

"Like hell i'm going to follow you anywhere"

"I'm not going to murder you if that's what you're so worried about"

"Why don't I believe you?" You sassed, raising a lone eyebrow at him.

"I never asked you to believe, I only want you to trust me"

It made you think. "If I trust you, I need to believe that you won't cause me any harm, to trust is to believe"

"It works both ways Forest Girl" you could tell he was getting tired of your technicality.

Huh. "I suppose you are right"

"Are you coming or not?" He calls after you, already several steps away.

You follow him in silence, praying to Eywa he was being true to his word and was not in fact leading you to your death. The pair of you finally reach the end of the forest, a secluded beach, you see him walk all the way to the edge of the water where he called on his ilu, urging you to do the same. You called on Hinewai and you saddled her waiting for further instructions from Ao'nung, when he starts moving forward so do you, when he stops by a huge rock formation covered with palm trees and lush flowers you stop too.

"We have to swim from this point forward" He tells you, jumping off his ilu and sending it off.

You cautiously jump off yours, making a splash as your body hit the water. "I will even race you" He says.

"What are we, 10?"

He half-shrugs, giving you a boyish smile. "Take it as a practice drill"

He dives down and so do you, following him deeper, and deeper also while trying to beat him there, wherever there was. The huge rock formation had stretched down farther than you had hoped, when you spot the hole and watched Ao'ning swim inside, you were having second thoughts about following him in, but your competitiveness took over you and you pursued him, swimming faster so that you could catch up to him. He began swimming upwards, and so do you, propelling yourself as quick as you could so that you'd be head to head, your chest was starting to tighten again and you felt like his was as well, so it was a race to the top.

After what felt like hours you resurfaced and took a huge intake of breath, beating Ao'nung by mere seconds.

"Hah! Take that!" You exclaimed, hooting and cackling as your laughter bounces off the walls of the cave which were covered in bioluminescent bugs resembling Teylu, casting the cave in a soft blueish hue.

"Where are you??" He asks, whirling his head around.

"I'm right here dumbass!" You say, splashing the water which catches his attention.

He laughed loud, wiping his face of water. "I can't see a thing! Can you see?"

You giggled, throwing your head back. "Yeah, yeah! I can see! I see you!"

You both freeze, your splashing had ceased and you both just floated here, staring at eachother's hazy faces in the dark.

"Uhm-" He starts, scratching his head.

"Should i-"

"No-! Yes-! Go ahead"

You swim out of the water, propping yourselves onto the rough rock, he gestures you to follow him deeper into the cave and he stops walking, sticking his back towards the wall and pointing his chin at the most magnificent thing you've ever laid your eyes on.

Your jaw drops to your feet as you marveled at the sight before you.

"Holy fuck" you say.

AAAAAND THAT'S PART 2! The fight scene was incredibly fun to write as you can see I kinda lengthened it just cuz I had the creative freedom, also the scene with Jake, Neteyam, and Lo'ak gotta have some angst in this chapter, even though there's more coming in the suceeding parts. Anyways!!!! I hope you enjoyed! <3

#ao'nung x fem!reader #metkayina #omatikaya #jake sully #neytiri #ao'nung fic #ao'nung x reader #ao'nung x you #tsireya #neteyam #spider #lo'ak #kiri #tuk #rotxo #atwow #atwow ao'nung #avatar the way of water #sold out of love ao'nung

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ridiasfangirlings · 1 year

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A strain with the power to steal importan things attacks Fushimi. He feels nothing weird and nothing seems wrong so he brushes it off thinking it didn't work. Then he comes across Yata who doesn't recognize him at all. Yata vaguely remembers having a falling out with a friend he made in middle school but doesn't have memories of the specifics like who it was, what their name was, and what happened and he doesn't think much about it since if he doesn't remember it might not have been a big deal.

Ah, the Tsubasa Chronicle Strain :D When I was going over old asks to queue I found one similar to this where Fushimi forgets Yata and I actually think this would be worse for him, having Yata forget his existence entirely. Imagine he gets hit by the Strain and the alphabet squad are all worried but of course Fushimi blows it off, he doesn’t have anything precious for the Strain to steal after all. Imagine him in Munakata’s office later saying as much, grumbling that everyone can stop being worried about him because who would be stupid enough to hold something so important that anyone could steal it. Munakata gives him a searching look and says ‘Are you certain of that?’ and Fushimi clicks his tongue all of course, trying to ignore the little insistent voice in the back of his head murmuring that maybe there is one thing.

Later he’s out looking for the Strain when he runs into Yata. Fushimi grins all ready to play with Misaki for a bit, tripping him up and making him fall off his skateboard. Yata’s like what the fuck why do you Blues have to keep messing with Homra all the time. Fushimi smirks and says that Misaki should pay more attention and Yata’s like who the hell even told you my first name bastard. Fushimi clicks his tongue all stop acting like an idiot Misaki, are your eyes so bad from staring at the Red King’s back that you can’t even recognize me. Yata’s like I know who you are, you’re one of those shitty Blue Coats and so you’re my enemy, I bet you looked into your files like a creep just to get my full name.

Fushimi tells Yata to stop fooling around and acting like he doesn’t know Fushimi beyond just them being in enemy clans, Yata looks at him in sincere confusion as he’s like seriously what’s up with you, why are Blues so weird. Fushimi’s like you’re the one who told me your name remember, in middle school. Yata looks thoughtful and it’s like he can almost recall but there’s this hole in his memory and he shrugs, like I think there was one guy but we had a falling out, I don’t remember his name or anything. Fushimi is getting increasingly twitchy and agitated as he tells Yata to stop screwing around, Yata’s like you’re the one who went after me when I was just minding my own business, I'm getting out of here. He grabs his skateboard and leaves and Fushimi’s too shocked to even follow.

Fushimi stands there for a long time, swallowing hard and then reaching up and scratching roughly at his burn scar. The idea that this must be his ‘precious thing’ that got stolen is something he refuses to entertain, because if he admits that everything he’s tried so hard to lie to himself about will become impossible to ignore, but at the same time it’s so clear what just happened. Fushimi clicks his tongue and murmurs ‘stupid’ — clearly he hasn’t done enough, hasn’t broken things enough if he’s still clinging to Misaki this much that the Strain could steal him away. Fushimi’s hands clench around a knife and he decides to resume his hunt for the Strain, so he can have this fixed…and then once Misaki remembers again Fushimi will definitely make sure Yata hates him even more, so that every bit of this precious thing can be shattered properly.

#sarumi #Talking K #this would be so bad for Fushimi #he would rather forget Misaki than let Misaki forget him #also watch him make everything worse #because that's what Fushimi does

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angrelysimpping · 6 months

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Male!OC Danny x Friend’s Male!OC Joaquim

Danny Ashton x Joaquim St. James; Barty is here; post-Aksel; Danny has a ptsd-esqu flashback/panic attack

Joaquim and Aksel St. James belong to 💜@inkyquince💜

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“We have to get a dog.”

Danny’s fingers twitch on the steering wheel as he turns into the parking lot. He knows, he really does. He’d swear up and down that he is on board with the fact that, when they leave, they’ll have a dog with them.

He doesn’t say anything, setting the car in park and turning off the engine.

“Dankovsky.” A warm hand cups his chin, pulls, leads him forward, until his forehead is resting against Joaquim’s.

“I know,” Danny sighs, rubbing the tip of his nose against his boyfriend’s.

“We just, I can’t…” Joaquim trails off, and Danny’s chest tightens. Danny mimics him, cupping the redhead’s face, figures brushing against soft hair as he pulls the other into a kiss.

“Don’t worry about it, Kimi,” he mutters against chapped lips. “If you don’t think we can handle a cat,” Danny leans down, pressing a feather light kiss to one of Joaquim’s eyelids, “we won’t get a cat.” He kisses the other eyelid, his lips brushing delicate skin with a soft hum. “Simple as that.”

Joaquim gives him a wide smile, and, even though it’s a familiar look, Danny’s heart flutters.

Quick as ever, Danny leaves the car, makes his way to the other side before Joaquim even fully opens his own door, arm looping through the other’s in such a practiced motion it was almost second nature. Joaquim doesn’t need Danny’s help, cane already unfolded and tapping along the pavement, but that’s never stopped him. It never will. Joaquim might not need Danny to navigate the world, but Danny’s fingers dig into his boyfriend’s jacket sleeve.

He didn’t used to be like this, so tightly wound around another person that he couldn’t stand being too far from them. Things had changed, he’d changed. No more late nights, no more strangers in his bed. No more mad man hunting him, intent on dragging him and Joaquim back into a living hell.

Fingers twisting into the jacket fabric, Danny resists the urge to slide a hand under the shirt he’d stolen out of Joaquim’s closet and soothe the cuts along his side. It would look odd, he knows, to anyone looking out the large windows of the shelter. Would someone deny them a pet because of that? See him irritated by a soft cotton shirt and decide they were weirdos? When had he even started worrying about stuff like this?

It didn’t matter, none of Danny’s overthinking mattered, not as the bell over the door jingled, announcing their presence to an empty room. A large desk with the shelter's paw print logo occupies most of the space, an old computer softly whirring away the only thing to witness Danny pressing into Joaquim’s side, dropping a small kiss on the shorter man’s head. It’s a little, quick gesture, something of a reassurance for himself as he inhaled the scent of the raspberry shampoo Joaquim loved to use.

“Just a second!” A voice calls from somewhere in the back, Danny relaxing further at the friendly tone. Not even a few moments later, a small woman pops out from the door behind the desk, smiling wide and wiping her hands off on her overalls. “Sorry ‘bout that,” she says with a soft laugh, “Got a new one in last night and poor dear is a right mess. Heartless bastard dropped him off in the dead of night, and in this weather? Lucky the little lad didn’t freeze to death! But ‘nough about that, what can I do ya for?”

Joaquim takes that as his queue, “We’re looking to adopt a dog.”

“A younger one, in theory,” Danny adds, “but age doesn’t really matter.”

The lady hums, nodding to herself as she looked the pair over, and Danny had to fight the impulse to rub at his side, at the irritated cuts that seemed to prickle even further as his nerves flared. For an instant, Danny almost thought the woman was like him, something inside her inhuman as her sharp eyes seemed to assess them so thoroughly. The moment was over before the thought was even fully formed as she gave them another brilliant smile.

“My name is Layla. Who are the expectant pet parents?”

“Us,” Joaquim says, voice tight as he leans in closer to Danny. “Joaquim St. James and Danny A-”

“St. James,” Danny cuts in smoothly. “Joaquim and Danny St. James.”

“Alrighty then,” she says without missing a beat and clapping her hands together, “let’s go meet some pups.”

It wasn’t easy, each dog yipping in excitement, jumping, tails a blur as they wagged so hard their bodies shook. Sitting in the room with them, they’d run to Joaquim, lick his face and scramble over his legs. Each one seemed cautious of Danny, and each time one would temidly sniff his hands he’d feel the pressure behind his eyes build. The entity was long dormant in him, barely even stirring when Danny would drag on its strength, but that didn’t seem to matter to the dogs. They knew something was off with him, smelled it in the air the same way people would look at his corpse skin and quickly look the other way.

That didn’t matter. Not really. The dogs warmed up to him faster than most humans who worked not to catch his eye. They’d lick his palm and nuzzle into his legs as he sat against Joaquim, that was enough.

It had to be.

“Kimi?” Danny asked expectantly.

With a warm chuckle, Joaquim gave an overly affectionate dog, a beagle mix if Danny remembered right, a solid pat on the side. “Dunno, it’s hard to pick, isn’t it?”

Before Danny can answer, Layla’s phone gives a harsh beep.

“Oh!” She looks at the screen, frowning. “That’s the lil scamp that came in last night, he’s making a racket apparently. I’ll be right back now.” She’s out of the room so fast that the door slams behind her, some of the more skittish dogs ducking behind Joaquim.

“Hope everything’s okay,” Danny mutters, and Joaquim hums in agreement beside him. It’s then that Danny notices the door is ajar, having bounced back open slightly from the force of hitting the frame. Standing, more dogs cower back as he goes to close it.

No sooner had Danny reached the door than a loud crash from the room next door.

His hands shake as he forces the door shut, glass cracking in the frame as he backs up to hide Joaquim.

He’s not at the shelter anymore. Lingering clean chemical scent of the room turned to molding rot of the seedy roadside motel they’d crashed in. Joaquim behind him as the door creaks, a desperate attempt on Danny’s part to save the one person who mattered to him even as his head itched, spine burned, entity screaming to free itself as Danny’s fear buoyed it up and into power.

Aksel. Aksel had found them. He’d break down the door any minute now and there was nothing he could do about it unless he wanted to risk giving a being with unending malice and hate control of his body. Risk losing not only himself but Joaquim as well, if he couldn’t reign it in.

Joaquim. Joaquim. Spread out under him, skin cold and head open. Blood matting red hair and turning it darker. Eye sockets empty, hollow indents and-

Something claws up his leg.

“Danny?”

Too late. He’d been too late. Something had slipped in before he’d shut the door. Something from Aksel, something climbing his body, claws hooking into his skin through his clothes.

Danny reaches back, fingers twisting through Joaquim’s soft locks, guiding his head forward to press into his hip.

“Dankovsky, are you-”

“Merow!”

The indignant meow snaps Danny from his spiral, and he’s safe again. A fine tremor runs through him, sweat making his shirt cling to his back, but he’s here. In the shelter. Joaquim standing behind him, chest pressed against his back and strong arms around his waist as Danny’s breathing evens out.

The weight on his chest remains and he’s finally aware of the young sphinx kitten clinging to his shirt.

“Merow!”

Another demanding meow and Danny’s arms come up on instinct to cradle the pink kitty, much to their pleasure as their claws retract and they settle into the crook of his elbow.

“Cute,” Danny all but coos as the cat allows him to hold them like a baby. “Kimi,” he leans back into Joaquim, familiar action helping to ground him further as his still shaking arms brings the cat up, closer to his chest. “Kimi, he’s just like you.”

One of Joaquim’s hands seeks out the animal in Danny’s arms, brushing over the warm, bare skin. “Yeah?” Danny can hear the smile in Joaquim’s voice even though his gaze stays locked on the cat and their big blue eyes. Joaquim runs a hand through his hair, “Just like me, huh?”

“Yup,” Danny doubles down, turning to press a soft kiss to warm cheek. “One of the cutest things I’ve ever had the pleasure to hold.”

“Sorry!” Layla gasps, skidding back into the room. “That’s the lil guy who got dropped off last night I mentioned. He caused a hell of a mess next door and slipped out. He…” She trails off as Danny coos again as the cat yawns in his arms, a loud, rattling purr starting up.

“This one,” Joaquim states. “We want to adopt this one.”

“Kimi? But, the dog- your eyes- we-”

“We’ll adopt this cat,” Joaquim says again, cutting Danny off. “If we’re allowed to. You said he came in last night, right? Anything that needs to be done before he’s adoptable?”

Layla doesn’t know these two men. She’s never seen them before in her life, and she’ll probably never see them again. But, there’s nothing more clear to her than the look of pure adoration Joaquim gives Danny as the cat’s purr grows louder.

She smiles, beckoning the two to follow. “Let’s go start the paperwork.”

#quiet ocs #others ocs #danny the possessed #joaquim the tongue #Bartholomew the mental health kitty

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allhallowsthemepark · 2 years

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Attraction: The Tale of Tam Lin

Every fan of Halloween should be familiar with this fairy tale, in which a brave young heroine must rescue her beloved from the sinister Queen of the Faeries on Halloween night itself! A popular subject of folktales and ballads, the story is now brought to guests of All Hallows in the form of an immersive dark ride, the signature attraction of Goblin Woods!

Queue: Guests enter the gate of a squat Scottish castle and wander through its corridors, passing tapestries on the walls that depict our heroine Bonnie Janet, a map of her father's demesne highlighting the threatening Carterhaugh Forest, and its mysterious elven guardian: Tam Lin. Various folk songs about the tale have been rendered as medieval-style instrumentals and arranged into a music loop, and as the queue passes by interior doors, snatches of conversations can be heard concerning Janet's restlessness and her determination to visit the forest which she technically owns.

Load: The queue leads to an inner courtyard of the castle, where guests may board vehicles which seat two to three and are shaped like huge hollowed-out tree stumps bearing a few sprigs of autumn leaves and with toadstools sprouting from the base.

Scene 1: Dark Carterhaugh Forest—The track winds through a somber forest full of unintelligible whispers and glowing eyes in the darkness. The vehicle approaches a wild rose briar with one large double-headed flower spotlighted, when a flash of lightning and clap of thunder heralds the arrival of Tam Lin, a menacing knight of the Fair Folk who appears silhouetted in the hollow of a thicket. Soft light comes up, revealing his true form—that of a handsome young human man.

Scene 2: Tam Lin's Tale—We see Janet and Tam Lin sitting by a pleasant campfire while he tells her his story, with the fire throwing shadows on the tree trunks and boulders behind them that illustrate the events—a boy on a hunt losing control of his horse and falling from the saddle into the arms of the Faerie Queen, then him growing to maturity in her care, surrounded by the treacherous and inscrutable fae. He offers a grim prediction: “Tonight I fear I am to be sacrificed to Hell.”

Scene 3: The Faerie Queen's Court—The vehicle wends through the corridors of an eerily beautiful palace with illogical architecture (not unlike an Escher painting). In one room, the Faerie Queen speaks to a magical pool that reflects the flames of Hell, promising “the finest tribute we have ever presented.” Opposite, her servants dress Tam Lin for the ritual in a black robe and a mask of autumn leaves.

Scene 4: Transformation—The ride vehicle skirts the edge of a clearing in which a maelstrom of furious faeries and imps surround three figures. The Faerie Queen stands in an elevated position, wielding her magical powers to transform Tam Lin into a variety of fearsome things—a wolf, a snake, a flaming statue, a mass of thorns—while Janet holds him tightly and vows not to let go no matter what he becomes.

Scene 5: Janet and Tam Lin ride home triumphantly on a white horse, he holding on behind her, wrapped in her green cloak. Some distance behind them, the Faerie Queen impotently hisses threats.

Unload: The ride vehicle returns to the courtyard of Janet's father's castle and the guests disembark. Along the exit route is an old stone well, weathered and moss-covered, from which eerie voices can be heard whispering, suggesting that the Fae still seek a human tribute to send to Hell...

#all hallows #all hallows theme park #halloween #goblin woods #the tale of tam lin

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werekxnglives · 1 year

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I posted 744 times in 2022

That's 507 more posts than 2021!

241 posts created (32%)

503 posts reblogged (68%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@chaoticxgays

@ikimaru

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I tagged 744 of my posts in 2022

#rp - 257 posts

#stephen ic - 236 posts

#verse: under the stars we ride the waves - 107 posts

#thelazyeditor - 106 posts

#neville ic - 92 posts

#visage of the lost elf - 85 posts

#queue the howling - 68 posts

#chaoticxgays - 53 posts

#verse: shifting tides and the ever grounding forest - 52 posts

#dupree ic - 48 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#fenghua just that partner who will call out on someone else's shit and then threaten to dress them up in a style that doesn't work for them

My Top Posts in 2022:

@magicofocs liked X

How he ever got talked into coming into town is beyond him. The plants in the greenhouse were doing fine, the lavender was blooming, and the rest of the vegetables he planted to sell to some of the locals for market day were just...Aisha sighed.

That was when the ringing of the bell came and he gulped. He was never great with customers, but he’s the only one-Oh he is going to kill Tai! “H-H-H-Hi...welcome to Persephone’s...Floral Boutique.”

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@magicofocs from X

Tears of joy streamed down his face as he just held her, taking in her scent, studying her so that can burn everything into his mind. “Good, because if you dare I’m tracking you. I’ll hunt you down and kill the one who tore us apart.” Isaac meant every word too. He wasn’t going to let her slip through his fingers again.

He hasn’t felt at home since she left and Yun had smacked him so hard that it was a wake up call. The Abernathys are family, yes, they will always be family; but Nivea was home. That need to wander or do his usual self-destructive habits hadn’t reared so much since she was there; he had found his mate. Isaac had found where he belonged.

“I want to be with you, Nivs. Wherever Life takes us, I just want to be with you.”

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He felt so out of it as he walked on home...the heat is just stifling now, more so than what he learned was the normal temperatures. “Have I...come down with something?” Now granted, elves rarely ever got sick from human diseases, he knew this because of the immunology he studied as part of a biology class he had to take in high school. Elven immune systems were seen as superior, but they can suffer from allergies and yes, sometimes a cold or two.

Stephen groaned softly. Gods what is wrong with him?! Images of being pinned by a man, someone like Neville or Hell Isaac, and he nearly buckled. “What the HELL is wrong with me?”

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@chaoticxgays from X

If Wonder Girl hadn’t stepped in he would have. There was just a rage that filled him when he saw Garfield hurt, and all Stephen was going to remember before blacking out from it was going on the warpath. He almost attacked Wonder Girl but the dragon shadow stopped him and yanked him away from her to let her handle the bad guy.

Thankfully when his mind cleared from the red haze a little, his instincts to heal Garfield also kicked in.

There was a lot of blood loss and even with the other Outsiders about to start shouting at him, he just placed his hand on the other’s stomach and sang the hymn he knew. One could say it was similar to Raven’s chanting of the mantra she uses but it was...lighter.

And that shadow of the dragon kept him safe as he focused on stabilizing Garfield to where he could get him then to safety.

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My #1 post of 2022

@chaoticxgays from X

Ooooh that was a smooth. He might have heard that over a thousand times in the bar and sometimes up here, but not from someone as good looking as this guy.

His poor heart was going to burst. “Okay that was very smooth and I think you fried my brain with that, Love.” He cursed at the small lilt in his voice when he spoke. Good Gods, did Amun send this guy-no wait, the Dragon God wouldn’t after what he’s been through.

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Severance Ch 1

angst, mild sexual themes, implied violence, emotional abuse, self harm, memory loss, addiction, southerners (/pos and /neg), unbeta'd and unedited

“I’m sorry, I won’t let another get away! There was still enough daylight chasing her would have been dangerous, you know I wouldn’t put our safety at risk like that.” Antigone tried to feign guilt for letting the woman go but the fear in her voice probably hid most other emotions regardless. Her master, Laurent, was not known for his understanding, and his thralls were well aware of the consequences of angering him.

“I suppose you’re right, but you shouldn’t have been out so early if you couldn’t be sure you would be successful. You have been hunting for too long to be making these mistakes, were it not light out so late I’d begin to think you cracked and showed mercy.” He ran a clawed finger along Antigone’s neck, tracing the burn that ran down it and disappeared into her vest. “And we remember what mercy gets us, don’t we?”

Antigone nodded, though the events that led to that scar eluded her memory, she knew her hesitation had nearly cost them everything once before. “Yes, Laurent, I understand.” She bowed her head before looking up again at the towering man in front of her.

“Good. You will continue hunting somewhere else, it’s too risky to chance somewhere you’ve been seen for a while.” Seeing his spawn’s face relax with relief, he added, “But don’t stray too far, I’ll need you back here so I can make sure you don’t forget what you’ve learned. But for now you may go.”

The young vampire spawn was shaken but relieved at the fact that she had avoided Laurent’s torment for the time being, but shuddered at any thoughts of the future. As she had become so adept at doing, she pushed those thoughts away. For now, she had to focus on finding someone to bring back to appease the looming shadow that seemed to find its way into every corner of her cursed life.

The truth was she wasn’t out hunting. The old tunnels and crevices under the French Quarter were full of odds and ends she liked collecting and it was one of the few places safe from daylight, people, and her keeper at the same time. She never expected to find someone else wandering the dark tunnels carved out by decades of other undercity dwellers, mostly ruined and all but abandoned. But expectations were rarely worth anything where reality is concerned.

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The evening air was still hot as Arwen made her way home. She had found her share of strange things in her exploration of the numerous abandoned places in the city, and unexplained events were like treasures she hunted for, but something about finding a well dressed woman in that tunnel sat unwell with her, though the brief interaction they had seemed friendly, it contrasted unpleasantly with the setting. She wasn’t sure if she had just encountered another urban explorer or if the woman she met there really was dangerous, but even her curiosity, verging on obsession, that she felt when a discovery was near wasn’t enough to keep her from sprinting back to the entrance of the tunnel and scrambling her way back into daylight. She noticed now she hadn’t slowed much since she made it back into the streets, she still rushed along the sidewalk passing between groups of pedestrians. Slowing her stride she caught her breath. The streets were beginning to make their shift between the daily life of the locals and the noisy rhythm of tourists and performers filling street corners and queues outside the countless clubs and bars of the area.

“Arwen!” a cheery voice rasped next to her. “You doin’ alright? Practically ran up here and lord you smell like hell!” It was Landry, who owned Cup and Franc, Arwen’s usual haunt, which she now realized she had almost walked right past without noticing. He was leaning over the patio railing, absently tapping the ash of a cigarette into a tray.

“Oh hey! Sorry, weird day, almost didn’t realize where I was.” She smiled sheepishly, feeling a bit embarrassed by the obviousness of her distraction.

“Haha, I figured. Not your style to rush around like that.” Landry chuckled to himself. “I still have your coat you left last time, I sent it through my wash for ya, why don't you change into that and come sit down, tell me what ya saw."

Arwen took the coat from him. "What I saw? What do you mean?" She tilted her head, feigning ignorance.

"You're a smart girl don't play dumb now!" Landry chuckled. "Ya found something down there didn't ya? I always tellin' folks not to go in them holes but they don't listen. Won't be my fault when someone finds som' or other they ain't wanna find!"

"And who else exactly are you giving these warnings to?"

"Go get changed." Arwen headed to the back through the kitchen and to the employee bathroom to change out of her now stained and rank sweater. She waved to a few if the employees she recognized before slipping into the bathroom. She didn't work there but Landry gave her a spare key back when she was less well off. He let her take extra food when she needed or use the washing machine when she couldn't pay her water bill.

She quickly got changed, tossing her dirty sweater into the uniform hamper and heading back out to the patio where Landry sat, two drinks on the table in front of him. "Now," he leaned forward, pushing a glass toward her. "What did ya find?"

Arwen recounted how she found a woman in the tunnels, well dressed and seemingly rather polite. "But even I'm not stupid enough to talk to strangers alone in caves, so I got out just about as fast as I could and you know the rest."

As she finished her story, Landry sat back in his seat, sipping his drink. "Well I'll be damned, someone maybe crazier than you!" He teased. "Can't say it's what I expected, honestly, but I'm not too surprised. That sinkhole is new so people like you are probably all over the new place, plus hobos like the camp out under the city. Good temperature control in caves I guess."

"True enough. Anywhere out of this weather is a good place to sleep. But the clothes are what get me. Who wanders caves in black tie?" She leaned against her hand, tapping her straw against the rim of her glass. "Even for this place that's weird."

"Hah! They find hundreds of goat skulls under my neighborhood and you ask me if I can nab one for ya without battin’ an eye but one living person got you all shaken?"

"I guess it's not just that," she hesitated, not sure how to explain what she saw in a way that wouldn't make her sound like she was losing it. Decided she wasn't beating those allegations at the best of times, she continued. "she seemed kinda... Wrong? It felt like she was only partially there but somehow more there than I was."

"You're sure I gave ya the virgin right?" He mused. "I believe what ya saw but your description is... Colorful, to say the least."

"Yeah I felt that way when I was down there too. Had plenty of time to try to figure out what I was feeling as I ran back here. But I'm glad you at least believe me."

"Hey no worries, ya don't live here as long as I have without hearin’ about something nobody can quite explain." He finished his drink, setting his glass down towards the edge of the table and leaning back again. "Look I don't know who ya saw but I'm sure you'll figure it all out. Maybe you can look it up on your snapgrambook... Google... Thing."

"Lani, I know you know what all of those are."

"Heheh"

The evening air began to fill with music as street corners were claimed by drummers and the stages in front of bars set up for the night's roster of classic covers and experimentalists alike. It was the kind of night the two of them lived for. They sat together enjoying each other's company, listening to the boisterous clamor of the Quarter.

~~~

Antigone continued her search in the tunnels for a place to lay an ambush, a sense of self loathing washing over her as she knew the fate that awaited whoever she caught . She hoped it was the woman she had encountered before, it might be easier to catch her if she could use their previous encounter to draw her in with her curiosity. She shuddered at the thoughts invading her mind. That was a person, like her! She didn't want anyone to suffer. But she couldn't keep her mind off the woman she saw. She had never let someone get away before.

After what felt like hours of wandering the labyrinthine passageways, Antigone came upon a small cavern that looked like it might serve her purpose. The walls were lined with some sort of moss, it was damp with the water dripping from the street above. A sewer entrance. Perfect. She let her form fade into the darkness, joining with the night and crawling along shadows on the wall up to the drain. Looking through the drain she waited for an opportunity. A drunk man relieving himself in an alleyway, a woman looking for the entrance to a hidden club, anything to give her a chance.

She waited patiently, carefully, for hours until finally, there! She shot out of the grate, gliding silently along the ground, nearing her prey, ready to strike with deadly precision, she leapt, her misty form soaring, then dispelling, sending her crashing into her mark. "Ow... Fuck!" She groaned. They both sat there, dazed for a moment.

"Are you okay?" The woman asked groggily. "Where did you come from?"

"I'm fine... I think. Nothing feels broken, how about you?" She looked her up and down pretending to look for injuries, but really she was shocked to be seeing the woman from earlier that day. Then she saw it. The reason for her power's failure. A black salt necklace, and it felt properly charged too, this wasn't just some tourist who wanted to put "witchy stuff" in her bio and never touch it again, she knew what she was doing.

"Yeah I'm alright, thanks. Where are you off to in such a hurry?" The look of genuine concern sent a twinge of guilt through Antigone. She has just tried to doom this girl to a horrible end and now she was being helped to her feet.

"I uhhh..." Before she could think of an excuse, the tall dark haired woman narrowed her eyes and leaned closer.

"Wait a minute... I saw you before! You were in that tunnel earlier today, weren't you?" Arwen stepped out of the alley and into the light of the neon signs to get a better look. "it is you! Hi, I’m Arwen sorry I sort a’ booked it last time we-"

“Listen, I have to go It was good meeting you I hope I run into you again- or well, meet you again we already ran into each other we saw how that went.” She rambled for another ten seconds or so before half jogging around the corner and breaking into a sprint, gliding through the shadows in a half-blind rush until she reached a dense patch of bushes, letting herself sink into it's shade and lay there in the pool of shadows as she tried to collect herself.

Hiding in the bushes in Washington Square is not a good way for someone to try to avoid wallowing in self pity, it almost comes naturally with the situation, but even a more dignified position was unlikely to ease the shame burning Antigone's mind. She didn't remember much of what happened before she fell asleep, only a struggle with something inside her that felt alien yet strangely familiar.

~~~

"Back again, hon? I thought ya said you were heading home?" Landry was helping the last band of the night pack up. By the sound of things on the way back in and his eagerness to help them leave, they were rather experimental to say the least.

Arwen went to sit down, stepping over a few cords. "I did, and I was, but I saw her again." She was unsure whether to sound unsettled or excited by this, and she definitely didn't know how to feel.

Landry finished collapsing the music stand he was holding and sat down with her. "Your sewer girl?" Arwen nodded. "Huh, well I guess that rules out ghost then. Everything okay? She isn't following you around is she?"

"Nah she just ran into me, apologized, and ran off. I introduced myself but didn't catch her name before she disappeared." She walked to the back, Landry following behind.

"Sounds like a stalker tryin’ to cover her ass after getting caught to me." They rounded the corner into the laundry room and Arwen opened the dryer.

"Eh I don't really think so, unless she was trying to grab me she didn't really have much reason to literally run into me," she said, grabbing her sweater from the dryer and tying it around her waist. "No idea why she was in such a hurry though, felt like she ran into me at a full sprint."

Moving back into the main room Landry looked somewhat perplexed. "Well I'm glad you're safe at least, I don't want any creeps around bothering ya." Only a few people remained in the bar, and without even the droning of acquired tastes to fill the air it was a sleepy atmosphere. "Still, I don't know if I like suspiciously well dressed sewer women runnin' around without an explanation."

Arwen laid her head against the table, breathing in deeply. "Yeah, me neither. I kinda hope I see her again though. Maybe under better circumstances more conducive to a proper introduction."

"So she was pretty."

"Oh shut up!" Arwen gently smacked his arm from across the table.

"I don't hear an argument."

"And you won't," she admitted.

#urban fantasy #vampire #vampirism #magic #sapphic #witchcraft #nonbinary #transgender #original character #original fiction #new orleans

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What is a First-person game? - A first-person game is a game where you cannot see your character from behind, above, or in front. You can only see through the eyes or near the head. A first-person game does not have to be from the eyes as it can be from a camera view like a GoPro attached to the chest or head. First-person games are made to add a more realistic feel of what the character is actually seeing and not from an overview. Players enjoy this aspect of games more than third-person games but as we know people have their own preferences.

Sons of the forest:

Sons of the Forest is an interesting game when it comes to survivability. It has very realistic cutting mechanics. Building mechanics if you wish as well. Cannibals were an interesting addition to this game as it gives a player a reason to be more cautious and weary when to head back to a safe place.

Grand Theft Auto V

When GTAV added first person it was a very good choice as the environment of the game is already very immersive and as they added first-person it allows the player to see what the character sees so they cannot peak around walls from their camera view when it is behind the character but will be leaning on the wall if they are hiding. When driving cars, in a gun fight, fist fight, swimming, etc. the views are limited due to being locked on the character's eyes.

Dying light 2 stay human

This game has a very stressful environment with the constant noises of humanity collapsing and the zombies taking over. If the player makes a sudden noise there is a sound queue of zombies breaking out and dashing toward where the sound occurred. The climbing and first-person works really well on this game especially with the pressure of the zombies chasing you if you are in a chase. Even so, you'd be hoping you haven't been spotted. The combat is very satisfying and smooth here and there it can have improvements when it comes to dodging as it can lock your camera. But the impact noises, damage dealt to the enemies and visual effects are so satisfying.

Subnautica Below Zero

This game was and still is a masterpiece to me. I love the atmosphere this game gives, it's completely unique with creature noises which either can sound very peaceful or wish you hell. I am personally horrified by the ocean and what COULD be under the depths. So this game is extremely horrifying to me but I enjoy it nevertheless. I cannot imagine this game working in third person, it simply would not be the same.

High on Life

This game is interesting and full of entertainment. You can do actions that the game will comment you on. If you are asked to leave a room and do not, the talking gun will call you out on it over time, make fun of you, etc. This gives the game some creativity and uniqueness which is always good to get from games that aren't bland.

Phasmophobia

This is a ghost-hunting game where you do not exorcise the ghost but simply find out what type of ghost it is. You can anger the ghost by using your own microphone to call out its name and ask for its age, how it died, and where it is. Noise in this game has really added a lot more tension to the experience as it builds up if the ghost is angered or if you're in there for too long and you go insane.

Minecraft

Minecraft cannot be left out as it's such a good game, especially for a first-person if the player decides to. It is a very simple concept of existing in a blocky world with wildlife and you need to survive by hunting, gathering resources, etc. The environment is basic but directive. It only has side noises like cave noises to give a "scare" which honestly still haunts me. other than that all the audio means something and should be able to figure out what it means after a second of it playing.

Mirrors Edge.

Mirrors Edge has a unique parkour system that no game has ever implemented. This game is realistic and I have not seen any game purely focus on the movement of the character. Depends on how quickly you spin your mouse to look the other way while running can trip up your character. Landing on a inclined wall reduces fall damage compared to a flat surface. This game also implements close combat and gun combat. Close combat being disarming enemies, throwing punches, dodging attacks, etc.

Titanfall 2

Titanfall 2 has a massive concept around being able to control mechanical titans to fight against your enemies. However you do not have access to the titan unless you have worked for it (killing things). The movement of the game contains wall running, ground sliding, dashing, etc. Giving the player a harder time in aiming at its target and giving the player a opportunity to dodge things.

Arma 3

Arma 3 has gone for a hyper realistic feel for how a real war would go due to how long it takes for one match to finish. The game has a basic HUD to show what position your character is in (stand, crouch, prone). This game can be a lot more immersive when its multiplayer because players will not know much on where the enemies are unless the enemies make too much noise or the player is vigilant.

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How do games use music in their game?

All games use the music that it has differently. Some games are purely reliant on their songs because they are rhythm games. Some games use their music to make the player feel more powerful because everything is in sync with each other or they use music to give information about the character.

Friday Night Funkin'

Friday Night Funkin' is a pure rhythm game that relies on music. The music in this game is unique because it is beatboxing that sounds like Morse code. This game uses arrow keys to play or WASD. I personally really enjoy rhythm games like this.

Osu!

Osu! has multiple gamemodes such as

Osu mania

Osu standard

Osu catch

Osu taiko

This game has a mode just like Friday Night Funkin' but the difficulty is much harder and you can change the key binds to your preference.

Guitar heroes

This can be played on a guitar that is a controller which is what the game was made for however, you can still play on a keyboard. Guitar heroes mainly/only have guitar music like heavy metal/alternative rock.

Sound shapes

In sound shapes, you hit these checkpoint-looking things and the music in the background gets an added instrument or beat and it all builds up until you reach the end of the level. This is a unique concept because I have never heard of a game with this idea.

Devils may cry 5

This game makes you feel immersed and powerful due to the soundtrack on this game. Every time you enter in combat the character theme flows in without being too blunt and it really adds to the game's experience. The game has instrumental versions of the main theme to fit in until you reach a certain combo level is when they will add the lyrics.

DOOM

This game makes you feel like the real deal when playing. The soundtracks completely fits in with the animations that play when taking down an enemy. It makes you feel as if you are invincible.

Metal gear rising revengeance

The soundtracks throughout the game are amazing because the songs per level fit the environment. Especially on boss fights, when the main fight begins (when the boss reaches the second phase) lyrics are added to the song which hypes up the player and gets some adrenaline pumping.

Bilie bust up

This game is a fighting game with only music. People fight using music/singing. This is a unique concept of how music can be interpreted into a game.

Rhythmia

This game uses a 3x3 grid and all you need to do is aim at the blocks that are coming at you. You do not need to click you just need to wait for it to hit your mouse. The songs are completely in sync with the notes. It has multiple difficulty levels. Easy, Medium, Hard, LOGIC? and a symbol which I believe translates to CHAOS. I am too a big fan of this game.

Final fantasy

Nothing to say about the music track here its simply phenomenal, and immersive and makes the combat feel more serious.

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Sweet Dreams, Bitter Nightmares

1 year ATR

Dreams, sweet dreams. Last night I had a nice dream. I woke up with a happy mind, and my chest rising softly. It was beautiful. All the people I lost, dead or alive, were here. We sat together, and laughed together, and held each other. Prim. Cinna. Mother. Father. Rue. Madge. Finnick. Gale. Everyone was here. Nothing happened. They never left and we spoke about the times we had. Our favourite moments. Things to come.

Prim was dressed in a long, cotton, blue dress. Small, stitched details around the hem of the dress and the collar. A dainty golden belt bringing it all together at the waist. Only Cinna could create an item of such simple beauty. Prim and rue laughed in the kitchen and they carved things into the bread dough Peeta had prepared, until Cinna walked over, suggesting they help him design something new, in which their response was a small nod and a synchronised giggle. My mother sat on the sofa across from me, a smile plastered across her face while my father’s arms wrapped around her. He hummed a short melody into her ear, until Gale approached him, and they sat talking about hunting and skills, my mother still sat as happy as ever. Finnick sat on the carpet in front of me Annie resting her head on his right shoulder as he held their baby son against his chest. Madge made her way over to them crouching infront of Annie and almost instantly connecting with her, something only Finnick could seem to do, and spoke to her gently while she stared back, mesmerised.

Meanwhile, I sat in the corner of the room, observing and absorbing the moment, the joy. I looked down at Peeta, who was swirling his finger round one of my curls, he looked up at me with a smile, his eyes looked less clouded, his mind clearer, just like before he went through hell. I held his face as he caressed my ringlets and kissed my cheek. I looked back up at my surroundings as Peeta rested his head against me, and smiled while my eyes welled up with tears of joy. It was beautiful. I woke up smiling yesterday. Tasks went by smoothly as I replayed it in my head and pretended it was reality. I went to bed last night happy. Laid down on my pillow, unafraid of the night. I was so comfortable, too comfortable.

Nightmares, bitter nightmares, I fell asleep and was instantly transported into the lucid world of inescapable horror. I was stood in the centre of a black room. The walls shiny, almost like a television, with the only light source a small light bulb directly above me. I was stuck in place, not attempting to move but aware of my inability. I blinked slowly, a foggy expression across my face that I could see from my reflection off the walls. The corners of the room were unseeable, an abyss of darkness, I didn’t know why. But I soon found out.

All of a sudden, I started to spin. I was still stuck in place but I was turning painfully slowly in a circle. I looked down to see a small plate spinning just where I was standing, while the rest of the room stayed still. This is when I found out what the darkness was for.

In unison, queues of people started to pour out of the corners of the room. As more people crowded into the room, I realised, all these people are dead. And I know each of their names.

It was horrifying, to see how many dead people I knew. They were all whispering something, I had to listen very closely to understand.

“Why?”

It was at that moment that the walls lit up, they were screens, with videos. Videos of each of their deaths. And I knew all of them. I was there for all of them. It was then that they started to scream, anger driven tears spilling down their faces and they screamed questions of why I didn’t save them. As a video ended, the screen would produce another one and it repeated until they were all over and they started again. People were screaming my name, calling me a murderer and other ungodly things. The plate abruptly stopped spinning but the screaming continued. I stood there, shaking, not knowing what to do. I looked around me rapidly and that’s when I caught her eye. My sister. Prim, the one I risked my life for and she ended up being the dead one, glaring at me as her eyes streamed, blaming my selfishness for her death, saying I knew it was coming, blaming me.

That was what broke me. Tears choked me as I screamed out to her. Begging her to listened to me, that I didn’t know and that she was everything I lived for. She stopped screaming, and stood there. Her eyes silently pouring out tears, but her glare impaling my heart. I screamed so loud, I pleaded, I yelled indecipherable things because I couldn’t form the words to say how badly I loved her, how badly I wished it was me.

My screams seemed to break the barrier between me and the herd, as they all began to charge at me, tearing at my skin and digging into my flesh. I stood there, numbly, sobbing quietly as she stood across the room, unmoving, while her glare pierced through my soul, as every wall played her death on repeat. Every part of me was bleeding, but I couldn’t feel a thing, my body became too weak to stand and I collapsed on the floor, rapidly bleeding to death. And the last thing I saw was her silently stepping over to me, and smiling with evil eyes as I bled to death.

I am awake now. I am screaming, blood curdling screams. I scream her name as I sobbed aggressively, my body shaking while I rock back and forth. Peeta breaks into the room, a panicked expression replacing his typical fogginess as he cautiously walks over.

“Hey, hey, hey! What happened? Breathe! Breathe! You need to breathe! Katniss, it’s ok. I’m here, you’re safe. Just, breathe…”. I start to breathe more rhythmically, still panicked, but in a pattern. I stare up at Peeta, he’s wrapped his arms around me protectively, I feel safe in his grasp.

“It’s… all my fault.” I whisper. “What is, sweetheart?” He asks. “That she’s gone, Prim’s dead because of me.” “Oh, my darling, no she’s not. You did everything you could for her. Before and after. Come on, you got banished from the Capitol because you killed the person who sent her out there. You went through two games for her, you did everything with her in mind. You couldn’t have done more, and she knows that too.” “But she said it was me, she smiled as my shredded body bled out.” “Oh, in your nightmare? Gorgeous, you know that’s not how she really feels, she loved you so much, she would be so proud at what you did for the world. You know that.” “I know that.”

I sit up and position myself facing him. He looks at me and smiles gently.

“So, what happened?” He asks, squeezing my hand. “They all hated me, all the dead people. They all blamed me for their death, they tore me apart till I bled out.” I mumble. “Oh baby,” he sympathies “ you know it’s not true, so many of those people believed in you and loved you. Do you want me to get the book?” “Yes please.” I reply

Peeta rises, and crossed the room to the small table in the corner and picks up the book, inspired by the plant book my father once created, but instead held each dead person we new by name, and how amazing they were. I flicked through the pages. My father, Boggs, Finnick, Wiress, Maggs, Rue, then we reached her page. A gorgeous photo of my sister, Primrose Everdeen, with all her wonderful traits. A born healer, caring, hated seeing anyone in pain, tried so hard in life. I wipe my tears before they can land on the page and ruin it, planting a delicate kiss on the picture before shutting the book and handing it back to Peeta. I sit in silence until I hear a noise from the doorway. Buttercup strolls in and jumps up on the bed and crawls into my lap. I pick him up and cradle him in my arms, we’ve become fond of each other’s company since she passed, while Peeta comes and wraps his left arm around my shoulder.

I nuzzle my face into Buttercup’s fur, as I remember a moment from 13. When prim got into bed with me after a nightmare, and told me one thing:

“I don’t think you realise how important you are to them. You could ask for almost anything, and they’d have to agree to it.”

My eyes well up slightly, as I whisper into Buttercup’s fur -

“I ask for you, little duck. But it’s a bit late now, I’m not important to them anymore. I’m no longer needed, they took my work, and didn’t even let me keep the only thing I wanted. You”

#katniss and prim #katniss and peeta #katniss and rue #the hunger games #hunger games #stay with me

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pluton514 · 7 months

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Chapter 10: A mother’s love

Hermes is wearing a golden and white plated torso with red feathered outline and white plated armored shorts with gold stripes embedded on the edges. He wore a golden helmet in the shape of a griffin. He's also relatively short, he has light skin,Hazel colored eyes, and a burn mark that reaches from his thigh to his calf. Mother grunts in pain due to the injury on her left shoulder and was bleeding heavily. She says, "Hermes where'd you take us?" Hermes replies, "We're in the outskirts of the village. He won't find us here unless we make a sound that's loud enough for him to hear." She replies, "Well, that's good to know. What about the others?" Hermes looks down and stays quiet. He clenches both of his fists, and in a soft and sad tone he says, "They didn't make it...They were collateral damage from the lightning bolts. Those things wiped out everything and everyone in an instant.I was barely able to escape it. After I did, that's when I heard you taunting Zeus. Your voice literally echoed throughout the entire village. I knew it was my queue to go and save you. Well, the three of you."

The Priest chuckles, and in a sarcastic tone says, " Ah yes, let me go ahead and commit taboo to anger the strongest God to ever exist. Surely that would end well." Mother lets go of my hand and proceeds to bitch smack the priest. She says, "Listen here you old fucking buffoon. It's do or die now, so if you're gonna start complaining then by all means go surrender yourself to the one you worship. Trust me, you'd be making it a lot easier for us." The Priest stays quiet and starts to clench his left fist. They look at each other for a few seconds. There's clearly some tension between those two. Honestly, I can kinda see why ,since he worships the god that she's trying to take down.

The Priest says, "Fuck you, you filthy woman. You tricked me into teaching you the history, and now I too must pay for your actions...no, they also had to pay the consequences of your actions...the innocent men, women, and children...You killed them all, not him. I warned you, didn't I? That there would be punishment? Yet, you still went in without thinking for a second as to what could happen. What if he got your son? You ever thought of that?" My Mother took a step back and replied, "No, that's where your wrong. If anything, I thought of every single possibility as to what the punishment could be, but this was one that I didn't see coming. Demons from the underworld were somehow released, and he's using them as an excuse to slaughter us. He doesn't care who's collateral damage, and he won't stop hunting us down until he knows that we're completely gone." Lightning starts to strike continuously in the middle of the village. We hear a loud roar come from Zeus. Hermes walks up to my mother and says, "He's gonna destroy all of the forest and mountains to find us. We have to get going before it's too late." Mother nods her head, and walks up to me. She picks me up and says, "How the hell are we supposed to get out of here without being noticed?" Hermes points at the top of the shortest mountain which was on the other side of the village and says, "That's our only shot. We have to move quickly and quietly to reach it." Mother replies, "Well, you are the fastest god so I don't see how that's a problem." Hermes takes off his helmet and reveals his sepia colored hair. He says, "If Zeus throws a lightning bolt then it'll be over for us, and the only reason I was able to save you all three of you was because I had already started running before he even grabbed the third bolt. I'm just barely faster than his lightning anyways. If I start running then he'll notice my golden trail. Another reason why he didn't notice me when I saved all of you was because my trail was covered by the flames and the fact he was already putting his attention on his aim. He knows it's me tho. I'm the only one who can escape his attacks"

Mother's jaw drops and starts to tease Hermes. She says, "Damn for the fastest god you're pretty fucking slow. How can you not outrun lightning? Haven't you been training at all?" Hermes gets embarrassed and throws his helmet into the dark. He sarcastically says, "At least I can outrun an old lady with a stick." Mother gets flustered, and replies, "Hey! That was just one time, and I was injured by the way!" She sticks out the

middle finger, and Hermes laughs, but quickly shuts his mouth. The Priest taps them both on the shoulder and says, "I just want to say that I hate you both, and I hope that after we get out of this you treat me to some good ass food." Mother chuckles and nods in agreement. She says, "There's the optimism! Alright lets get going."

We start heading into the vast darkness that engulfs the entire forest. The only source of light we have is the fire in the distance from the village itself, but that light can only reach so far so we're literally going in blind. We can hear different kinds of noises from insects and animals like crickets or hissing from snakes. The sound of wind blowing into the trees as Zeus' screams of frustration create winds that can even lift trees from its sheer force and velocity. Luckily for us, we're on a side of the forest where the winds are fast, but not strong enough to lift us. It seems that Zeus is just hoping for the best, but since he doesn't know where we are then he's just complainin like an ignorant child. The Priest trembles in fear, and in a scared, low, and trembling tone he says, "I don't want to die...I can't die here..." Mother and Hermes don't reply. They keep on moving as if there isn't an angry god going on a tantrum.

Zeus' starts to grab lightning bolts and throws them onto the already burned down village. He yells, "WHERE ARE YOU?!?! HERMES!!!! I KNOW YOU'RE OUT THERE!!! HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN SINCE YOU'VE LEFT YOUR HOME?!?! I LOST COUNT!! A DISOBEDIENT CHILD LIKE YOU DESERVES TO BE PUNISHED!!! YOU KNOW, YOUR UNCLE HADES WOULD BE VERY DISAPPOINTED IN YOU!!!" Thunder roars and echoes throughout the skies. Hermes clenches his and softly says, "He doesn't know what he's talking about. My uncle was a great god, and he will pay for what he did." Mother rushes to Hermes, but before she could get to him we start to fall, but before we hit the ground Hermes had already caught both of us and says, "Oh shit, Serenity you're bleeding a lot. You imbecile! What did you do?!" Mother replies, "Long story short, I fought a demon and almost got my ass handed to me. It seems that the extreme blood loss is getting to me." Hermes puts me down right next him and says, "If that's the case then we have to make it there quick."

Hermes picks up mother, and gives her a piggy back ride. Hermes asks, "Hey Pluto, you think you can walk the rest of the way?" I reply, "Yes sir! You can count on me!" I give him and thumbs up. He smiles and reaches his hand out to me. He says, "Here, you can hold on to it if you want." I hold his hand and we continue to make our way. Mother groans very quietly, and softly says, "Thank you Hermes..." Hermes smirks and replies, "My pleasure, but save your breath, ok?" Mother nods, and closes her eyes.

We walk for what seemed to be a few hours, and Zeus has been quiet for some time. The winds have completely stopped, the insects have stopped making noises, and the snakes have stopped hissing. Hermes whispers, "Halt." We all stop moving, and The Priest starts to tremble in fear. My butt clenches, and I hold in my tears. I can't make any noise or we're all dead. The Priest whispers, "Why hasn't he done anything for the last few hours?" Hermes doesn't reply, but shushes him instead.

Hermes slowly moves forward and says, "We're not alone." We put our backs against each other to see if anything comes popping out of the dark. After a few seconds of silence we hear leaves crumble. As if something was moving, but very slowly. Low growling was heard a few feet in front of me, and it got closer with every second that passed. Hermes looks into its direction, and prepared for combat. He lowered his knees as if getting ready to sprint, and held my mother even tighter on his back. He whispered, "Both of you, get behind me right now." We very slowly and carefully move behind Hermes. The Priest quietly asked, "What could it even be?" The growling grew closer, and the leaves crumbled even louder.

Eventually revealing a silhouette of a bald creature with two long arms. It crawled closer with its two long black nails, and then it stopped. We were staring at each other for what felt like years, but it was only my fear that made me think that. The creature put both of its nails in front of its entire body, and lunged itself to me, but then Hermes kicked it down in the blink of an eye. It was gonna let out a loud shriek, but before it could Hermes kicked it on its jaw horizontally. He kicked it so fast that its head started spinning which led to its vocal chords ripping apart. It couldn't make a sound. He then pierced its chest which killed it in an instant. Hermes says, "I thought Zeus killed them all, but it looks like some were smart enough to escape into the forest." The Priest replied, "Some of the demons survived...?" Hermes nods and says, "We have to be extra careful from now on. Luckily, this one was missing half of its body so it only had one heart."

Mother groans in pain, and quietly asks, "What happened...?" Hermes looks at her, and gasps. He quietly exclaims, "Serenity...your skin...its pale!! Holy shit! At this rate you're gonna die from blood loss!!" Mother chuckles, and slaps the back of his head. She says, "You fool...you really think that this...this is enough to kill me...? I ain't dying...til I know my son survives past tonight.." Hermes grits his teeth and says, "Let's hurry it up then." We continue to move forward into the woods. The Priest says, "Hey, wanna hear a funny joke?" Hermes replies, "Sure, we could use one right now." The Priest smirks and asks, " What do unicorns eat?" Hermes confused replies, "Uhh I don't know. What is it?" The Priest chuckles and says, "Greek yogurt."

Hermes stayed quiet and Mother groaned in pain again. She slowly lifted her head and softly says, "Dude...that was fucking terrible." Hermes chuckled and replies, "Well, at least he tried. Honestly I'd rather feel awkward than feel hopeless." The Priest shrugs it off and says, "Well, I can agree with that." We head forward, and the short mountain is actually visible now. Hermes says, "We're almost there. Just a little bit more and this'll all be over." The sounds of thunder start to appear out of nowhere. Little droplets of rain start to fall, and then we heard Zeus yawn. Hermes' eyes widen and he starts to shake. His face grew pale, he starts to sweat, and his breathing got even faster. He says, "I can't believe it...I thought we were safe..." The Priest replies, "What? What's going on?" Hermes stops moving, and slowly looks back at the priest. He says, "The reason why Zeus hasn't said anything, or why the winds stopped...was because he's been sleeping this entire time."

Mother replies, "It's fine, he hasn't...noticed us...ugh...yet." Hermes nods and says, "You're right. Come on, let's keep on going. We're almost there." We continue walking towards the mountain, but then that's when we heard Zeus roar louder than before. His shout which was filled with rage and hatred made the winds blow stronger than before, and rain poured harder than ever. He yelled, "I HAVE AWOKEN FROM MY POWER NAP!!! YET, I CAN STILL FEEL YOUR PRESENCE!!! SERENITY!!! IT WAS YOU WASN'T IT?!?! YOU PUT ME TO SLEEP!!!! YOU CALMED ME DOWN TO THE POINT OF SLUMBER!!! HOW DARE YOU?!?!?!" Lightning slammed into the tress behind us causing a wild fire to start. It spread quickly throughout the forest eventually getting to us. Hermes quietly exclaims, "We have to hurry now!! Before the fire catches us!!" We start to sprint towards the mountain hoping we can outrun the flames that were chasing us.

I start to fall behind since my small feet can't catch up to them. I exclaim, "Wa-" before I could finish my sentence Hermes quickly picks me up and holds me with one arm. He catches up to the the priest and runs beside him. He asks, "Hey man, you ever loved someone before?" The Priest replies, "That's a bit of a random question." Hermes smirks and says, "Just trying to make conversation while we try to escape death." The priest chuckles and replies, "Yes, I did once love a woman by the name of Seraphine. She was gorgeous, and was the nicest lady you could ever meet. She was a brunette, with yellow eyes, dark skin, she was pretty tall, and always wore a red gown. Don't ask me why because even I didn't know. We got married with four kids. Three girls and one boy. We lived the happiest eight years of our lives until my wife got very sick. She had leprosy which gave her blisters all around her body. We tried everything we could do to save her, but nothing worked. Eventually, she passed on without even getting to see her kids turn ten years old. After my wife's death, I had built the palace of blessings. She loved talking about the gods, and so I made that place as a memorial for her, but it eventually became a safe haven for the people of the village. Something about it gave it this feeling that your sins were being lifted and it made you feel free. A few years after I built the palace, all three of my little girls became ill and died on the same day. While my son mysteriously disappeared."

The priest shed a tear, but it got immediately evaporated from the heat that surrounded us. Hermes pats him on the shoulder and says, "I'm sure they'll be proud of the fact that you've been living your life, and haven't given up at all, but before I continue what's your name?" The priest replied, "My name is Zephyr." Hermes nods and says, "Zephyr...that's an interesting name. Not many have it. Your parents are very smart for giving you such a unique name." Zephyr laughs and says, "Thank you, I am honored to be complimented by a god." Thunder roared louder and lightning struck the ground again creating an even bigger fire. Mother groans and says, "Look...we're at the bottom of the mountain..." Hermes smiles and says, "Yeah..we're here!"

The priest jumps in joy with sweat dripping down from his entire body. I mean, even I'm sweating from the intense heat. Zephyr says, "Come on let's hu-" his sentence gets interrupted by multiple loud shrieks coming from within the fire. Hermes looks back and says, "What the hell?" Zephyr looks into the direction of the shrieks and says, "There's no way..." multiple demons crash through the flames revealing themselves to us. Mother looks at them, and says "one...two...four...ten...there's too many to count. We're completely outnumbered." The demons rush to us without hesitation. I can see their saliva dripping from their mouths. Their nails piercing through the ground with each step. Mother says, "Hermes, put me down." Hermes hesitates as he thinks that's a horrible idea especially with her current condition. Zephyr says, "Is this it? Is this how I go out?" Hermes lets out a sigh and puts both mother and I down.

The demons quickly surround us in the shape of a circle, and roar at us. The fire get nearer with each passing second. We all put our backs against each other, and mother says, "Hermes..make a path...leading straight to the mountain..." Hermes replies, "Yes ma'am." Hermes gets in a running stance, and takes off plowing through multiple demons. Ten demons lunge at mother, but before they could reach her she creates a shockwave from her words. She chants, "Your screams and anger shall be silenced by the shallow tranquility that lies deep within your souls." The shockwave passes through the ten demons which led them stop their attack and calm down. She took this opportunity to take off each of their hearts with her working arm, and kill them off.

Zephyr asks, "How the hell am I supposed to do anything? I don't have any weapons nor powers. I'm useless in this battle." The flames grew bigger as the battle wages onward. I'm scared and my small hands and feet can't do anything, but stand still waiting for all of this to be over. The sight of my mother fighting these monsters head on even when she's been heavily injured astounded me. I felt somewhat safe knowing that she's here to protect me. Rain pours even harder and we hear Zeus yell again in frustration. He shouts, "WHERE ARE YOU?!?! WHERE DID YOU ALL GO GOD DAMNIT!!!!" He throws another bolt into the other side of the forest creating another wild fire. Hermes plows through more demons to make sure they don't attack me or Zephyr, but he didn't notice the demon that was lurking on the outskirts of the fires. That things snuck by both my mother and Hermes eventually reaching both Zephyr and I. The demon sprints in front of me and roars into my face. I start to cry out for help, but then Zephyr shuts my mouth with his hand.

He says, "I'm done watching anyone else die tonight. I can't bare to see another child fall to the hands of these fiends anymore." The demon swings its nail to try and cut Zephyr, but he narrowly escaped it by moving backwards. He grunts in pain because it managed to graze his entire chest. He puts me down and says, "run to your mother while you still can." I do as he says and sprint towards my mother who is fighting as I move towards her. I run without looking back until I hear a shriek of pain come out from Zephyr. The demon pierced through his chest and bit his neck. It ripped it off and began to eat him. Hermes stops running and looks at Zephyr's lifeless body was being devoured by the demon without any remorse. He hold his mouth and a tears falls from his face. In the blink of an eye he killed the demon and ripped its head off.

The flames spread even closer and reached my mother. Demons kept appearing, and she kept killing them. Hermes ran to help her, but we were running out of time due to the fire. My mother says, "There's too many of them. They just keep coming, but how? I thought Zeus killed all of them?" Hermes replied, "It's the punishment. It won't be undone until the one who committed the taboo has atoned for their sin." My mother stayed quiet and kept killing the demons with Hermes. Ripping each heart out without hesitation. Hermes stops sprinting and puts his back against hers. He says, "Let me guess, you want me to buy you time?" She replies, "If you can, I would be grateful" Hermes replies, "Go to him." She stops fighting and starts running towards me.

Hermes gets rid of all the demons that try to get in her way until she eventually reaches me. She crouches down and puts her hand on my face. She sheds a tear and says, "My son, oh my perfect child." She weeps as she says these words, but she tries her absolute hardest to smile. She says, "You are the best things that has ever happened to me, ok? Don't ever doubt that not even for a second." I reply, "Mommy? Is everything gonna be ok? Why does this sound like a goodbye?" My mother's tears fall faster and she starts to bite her lip. She says, "No son, this isn't goodbye. You'll see me again someday. After you've lived your life, after you've made family, friends, and memories. You will see me again on the other side, ok?" I start to cry and reply, "Mommy I don't want you to go!" She passes her fingers through my hair and puts her forehead on mine. She asks, "Can you promise me something?" I reply, "Yes mommy anything!" She smiles and replies, "Promise me that you'll be strong. That you will live your life to the absolute fullest, and that no matter how hard it gets you remember these words. Even if I'm destined to suffer then I will face it head on, and defy the destiny that has been given to me for I will keep getting up no matter how many times I fall. Promise me you'll remember that." I nod my head, and boogers start to come out of my nose. She wipes them off with her dress and kisses my forehead. She slowly lets go of my face , and runs towards the demons. She says, "Hermes! Grab Pluto and go now!" Hermes replies, "What?! Are you crazy?! You'll die!!" Mother laughs and says, "This is this literally the only way!!"

Hermes clenches his fist and sprints to me immediately grabbing me. Mother shouts, "HEY YOU FOUL DEMONS!!! I'M HERE!!!" They all look at her and lunge at her. Her right shouldee gets pierced, her left leg gets sliced off, and her right hand gets bitten. I yell, "MOMMY NOOO!!!!!" Hermes yells, "SERENITY!!!" My mother shouts, "HERMES WHATEVER YOU DO!! DON'T LOOK BACK AFTER THIS AND RUN!!!" She takes a deep breath as the demons slowly eat her, and lets out a scream that echoes throughout the entire forest. Zeus replies, "I SEE!!! SO THAT'S WHERE YOU WERE HIDING!!!" He hysterically laughs as he lifts his hand up in the air, and brings it back down to reveal a giant pillar of lightning forming in the clouds. Big enough to destroy everything around us. Hermes immediately starts running, but everything turns into slow motion for me.

I can see my mother smiling as she sees us run away, and she has blood pouring out of her eyes and mouth. The pillar of lightning immediately hits the ground, but Hermes is so fast that even though we're in it. We can't even feel the burns. However, I can see my mother die in the distance. Her flesh melts into her bones, and the demons all start to immediately perish alongside with her. I can hear the agony in my voice as I call out for my mother, but its no use. She's already gone, and we're now too far away. Hermes wept as he ran, and murmured the words, "He'll pay." Multiple times, and got faster as he continued running. Eventually, we couldn't even see the mountains anymore. He had ran into a completely different area, and kept running. After that, my whole world started to collapse into darkness. Hermes disappeared into thin air, and my eyes closed.

Morpheus appears before me from within the darkness, and wipes a tear coming out of my eye with his thumb. He says, "I'm sorry, but this one appeared to be the one you needed to see." I stayed quiet for a few seconds, and then asked, "So why is Zeus targeting me...?" Morpheus softly replies, "I can't tell you that either. You have to find that out on your own too." I clench my fist and yell, "WHAT WAS THE POINT OF SHOWING ME THAT THEN?!?! WHY DID MY MOTHER GET KILLED BY ZEUS?!?! WHY?!?! WHY?!?! WHY?!?!?! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS INFORMATION?!?! WHERE DO I GO?!?!" I kneel down, and softly say, "Where do I go..." Morpheus replied, "That I can answer. You must go to the Valley of death. There, you will meet someone who may have the answers you're looking for." I reply, "Are you sure?" Morpheus replies, "Yes, that should be it." I stand up and clench my fists. Morpheus says, "Oh, and when you find out what it is you're looking for. What is it you're going to do next?" I look at him and reply, "I'm going to kill Zeus."

#original writing #original character #wattpad #writing #greek gods #action adventure

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kuzeca · 7 months

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First-person games

Sons of the forest:

Grand Theft Auto V

Dying light 2 stay human

Subnautica Below Zero

High on Life

Phasmophobia

Minecraft

Mirrors Edge.

Titanfall 2

Arma 3

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How do games use music in their game?

Friday Night Funkin'

Osu!

Osu! has multiple gamemodes such as

Osu mania

Osu standard

Osu catch

Osu taiko

This game has a mode just like Friday Night Funkin' but the difficulty is much harder and you can change the key binds to your preference.

Guitar heroes

Sound shapes

Devils may cry 5

DOOM

This game makes you feel like the real deal when playing. The soundtracks completely fits in with the animations that play when taking down an enemy. It makes you feel as if you are invincible.

Metal gear rising revengeance

Bilie bust up

This game is a fighting game with only music. People fight using music/singing. This is a unique concept of how music can be interpreted into a game.

Rhythmia

Final fantasy

Nothing to say about the music track here its simply phenomenal, and immersive and makes the combat feel more serious.

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