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I see you're trapped in my gay and narrow maze again
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do you ever think abt how we couldve seen more of nomad steve
NOMAD STEVE MY BELOVED
ohhh we were robbed, honey, in so many ways! imagine what we could have had!
- more footage of this man, luscious lovechild of hercules and adonis, most glorious chunk of deliciousness, sexy teddy bear man, the mane of a lion and the eyes of a puppy, mr Dirtied Up Good™, holy shield straps of sex, elected man with the sluttiest forearms of 2018 through 2024
- more of this Steve, who ain't playing dancing monkey for anyone anymore, who ain't asking for permission and/or forgiveness from anybody, who isn't taking anybody's shit, he just wants to fight for what he feels is right and he's not going to apologize for that, thank you very much
- his developing friendship with both Sam and Nat! them fighting like a unit! trusting each other, leaning on each other! learning more about each other! actually getting to know Steve, and his fun side, and his darker side, and his brooding side, and his silly side, and nagging him when they know he needs help but he's just too damn stubborn to ask for it
- FOUND FAMILY FOUND FAMILY FOUND FAMILY
- the three of them trying to comfort each other, each in their own (sometimes clumsy/awkward) way when a mission goes wrong, learning random words from random languages from one another (especially swear words they might have picked up in their respective times abroad lol), watching old sitcoms in their downtime, laughing together, hell even crying together, sharing too little space for too long, complaining about each other's unwashed socks, and still falling asleep on top of each other
- the few times Sam got to call his parents from a safe location. can you imagine Steve talking on the phone with Mrs Wilson? scared at first that she'll tear him a new one for putting her son in so much danger and dragging him away from home? but her knowing all too well that nobody's ever been able to make Sam do something he didn't want to do, that this was his own decision? and she's not actually mad at Steve, she just wants to make sure that "all of you kids are alright"? can you imagine Steve holding back tears the first time he hears a mother's voice talking to him, reminding him to be careful, to stay safe, after so long without it? do you think I'm crying???? I AM
- THE SKYPE CALLS WITH BUCKY
- actually EVERY SINGLE KIND OF INTERACTION WITH BUCKY, even when he's not there. Steve gazing longingly at a picture of Bucky, either physical or digital, that he makes sure to keep on him at all times. taking it out when he's lying awake at night, and everything's quiet except for Sam's snoring and the muffled sounds from the streets, and Steve thinks he saw Nat's eyes watching him in the dimness, but neither of them are going to say anything. he's just sitting in the dark, picture in hand, twirling some secret worry around in his head and missing Bucky so much it hurts. and those times (although he tries to keep these to a minimum) when he just can't help himself: he sneaks out of the room and calls Bucky, just to hear his voice. to listen to Bucky speak softly to him, his voice a little rough from sleep, but always so warm, so sweet for him. and Steve just leans his head back against the wall, and closes his eyes, and imagines he's curled up into Bucky's side, his head resting on Bucky's shoulder, with Bucky's fingers carding through his hair, and it's only then that he finds a little peace again
- all the videocalls with Bucky! the playful banter!! them arguing like an old married couple one moment, and exchanging the most besotted looks the next! Nat and Sam having to put up with all of their old-men-in-love shenanigans, and Steve never hearing the end of it lol
- Steve!! literally bounding out of the quinjet like an excited puppy when they visit his husband Bucky in Wakanda!!! overjoyed and not even bothering to hide it anymore after like the second or third time, 'cause everybody knows by now anyway!!
- all of them actually getting to rest for a while, and Steve enjoying his impromptu honeymoon with Bucky, savoring each day like it's both the first and the last of their life together, love sparkling in his eyes, happier than he's ever been before, finally free, ironically, now that he's an outlaw and a fugitive, and finding utmost delight in that knowledge
WE WERE ROBBED BLIND, HONEY
#stucky just stucky#steve rogers#stucky#nomad steve my bebe#I'M SO BITTER ABOUT THIS BUT WHAT ELESE IS NEW#🎵 WE COULD HAVE HAD IT AAAAAAALL#*sobbing intensifies*
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Lance takes the long way there, now.
He doesn’t have to. Technically, the way their rooms are set up, he’s barely any farther from the hanger he needs to be in come battle time. From the very beginning, it was he and Keith in the left wing by Blue and Red’s hangars, Hunk and Pidge in the right by Yellow and Green, and Shiro by the royal ring with Black. Shortest distance to their lions, most prepared for battle. It would probably make sense, logistically, for some room switching to happen, or at least for Keith to take Shiro’s room, but that’s…it’s not happening.
Lance has had the castle fully mapped out since his first month in space. Pidge may have reigned queen in the vents, but it was Lance who carefully marked down every tile that when stepped on opened a stairwell, every divot in the walls that cracked open a pathway. It was Lance to walk the six hours from the highest point of the castle’s peak to the lowest pitch of its bowels and boiler rooms. It was Lance who walked the echoing servant’s passages, brushing dust from his jacket when he made it back to a regular hallway only to realise that there wasn’t any, in a castle sealed for ten thousand years, not even a cobweb. (It was Lance, too, to discover the bunker rooms and hidden staircases of the Garrison. He most certainly didn’t sneak out every other night by merit alone. And further still it was Lance to knock on the wall behind his childhood bed and realise it was hollow, and find the tiniest of little holes, right where the wallpaper met the floorboards, just barely wide enough for narrow fingers to poke through and tug. Lance has always been good at finding small, hidden places, at poking and prodding until secrets are revealed to him. Lance has always been ineffably nosy, he’s just quieter about it.)
To get to Red’s hangar, you have to pass Blue’s. That’s how the rooms are set up. Blue’s zipline reaches out first, and twenty-two steps later is Red’s. On the first day after Lance had crawled on his hands and knees to beg by the barrier between him and his Lion, on yet another mission called to them in the night, Lance had swung down into Blue’s hangar by habit, and when his feet hit the floor he choked, realising, and had barely managed to sprint back up the way before Allura questioned why the zipline wasn’t at the beginning. He’d ducked into Red’s reluctant embrace with lungs that wouldn’t fully inhale and a throat that was closing.
He knew better than to try the passages, easier as they would be.
He avoided passing Blue’s hangar entirely, now. He already felt her absence, the gaping hole of her abandonment, all the way in his room, in the bridge, in the dining hall, in space. He felt the sharpness of it awake and in sleep. He felt it when he lay under his bed, knees pressed to his chest, eyes blank and head empty. He felt it when he felt nothing else. He couldn’t escape the hollow pain of her rejection, but he most certainly couldn’t stand to walk down the same paths he used to run, beam pulling at the muscles in his cheeks, heart galloping in his chest, sparks lighting up his head. The emptiness of her and of himself lingered there, in her spaces, and Lance couldn’t face them.
He goes around.
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Lance knows it’s stupid and torturous. But he makes his way to the training room anyway, in the dead of night, once he hears Keith’s breathing finally slow through the thin wall separating their beds. It must take him an hour just to creep out of his bed and down the hall, socked feet soundless on the cool polymer floors, breath caught in his lungs, paranoid that someone is going to pop out behind him and ask him what the hell he’s doing (as if anyone has paid him that much scrutiny and attention in his life, except maybe Iverson).
Half of his hesitance is trepidation, but he refuses to acknowledge it.
The knowledge that this is a bad idea rings in his head for the entirety of the walk, but he banishes it the second he walks through the training room doors, locking them behind him, walking brashly in and throwing open the cabinet in the farthest corner. He snatches a headset before he can talk himself out of it, forcing his hands steady as he sticks the electrodes on his temple and under his hair at the back of his neck, like Coran did all those months ago. It feels far more daunting without the brush of the advisor’s gloves on his skin to accompany them.
He’s grateful at least that the headset doesn’t make him click through his own memories, search for particular snapshots the way he might search for sad songs when he’s already upset. It’s the same premise regardless, and he knows the only thing he’s going to do is devastate himself, but at least he’ll be devastated. At least that will be something.
The first memory to play must be early space, the first few days of the Voltron mission. There’s no death in his eyes yet. They look bright and brown and sparkling, the way they do in family photos, matching his mother and brothers and sisters. He watches as he crows, whooping to no one as he pushes Blue’s throttles as fast as they will go, whipping himself around in barrel rolls. There is no audio, but he can feel the team’s yelling in his head, the shouts to stay on task, but he remembers the way he felt like he was floating, like Blue’s energy was billowing around him, carrying him throw the air. He remembers feeling like his belly had bottomed out, like he was doing exactly what he was made to do.
The memory loops, same thirty seconds on repeat again and again and again and again and again and again and again and he lets it and he doesn’t cry and he doesn’t feel pain or sadness or loneliness or anything but the same bottomed out feeling, only now he knows he’s not floating, he’s falling, and every time he hits the ground it gives out from under him and he gets lower and lower and lower.
———
He ends up in Blue’s hangar by necessity. He knows Allura’s head injury is worse than she is letting on, and he’s simply closer to her.
He doesn’t let himself think as he sprints to her. He doesn’t let himself take in his surroundings (the deep blue accents the faint smell of the ocean the pinned up drawings from kids he’s gotten over the weeks and months the blankets and pillows he kept in the corner for rough nights the gigantic bottle of nail polish he had Coran synthesize for him to paint Blue’s claws the the the the the), keeping his eyes firmly on Blue’s, telling himself he’s not looking at her but through her, to his friend, who is hurt, who needs his help. By the time he makes it to Allura, by the time he helps her out of her seat and down the ramp, Coran has already come rushing in with his armful of medical supplies, whisking her away to a pod. He hears the rest of the team talking at the other end of the zipline, waiting for them, and he wills himself to follow them, for his feet to move, for his legs to function, and they don’t, and his knees stay locked, and suddenly he is a butterfly pinned through the chest, stuck in a glass box.
One by one, starting from the outer lights and making their way to the centre of the hangar where he stands, the overhead lights flick off, plunging him into flickering darkness except for the faint blue emergency lights, and the glow of Blue’s particle barrier up between them, and the deep yellow of Blue’s headlights. His eyes begin to lose focus, with the lighting change, until he is not staring through the particular barrier but at it, at his own reflection, at the way it lines up perfectly with the Blue Lion.
His legs give out from under him.
He’s not sure he feels it when he hits the ground. He’s lucky he doesn’t hit his head, although that’s in part because he cannot tear his eyes away, as if they are tied on a string to the Blue Lion. He feels stuck, and his mouth feels glued.
“You left me,” he manages, voice smaller than it’s ever been. He doesn’t feel her prodding at his mind in response, not like he should, but unless it is wishful thinking there’s a sharpness in the air now, the stunning smell of regret and of pain.
He wants to sink into it. He wants to let it envelop him, wants to let himself feel it in full, but he can’t, he doesn’t know how to let it seep into his pores. He tried to strain his ears, his mind, anything, to hear her, hear her apologise or excuse herself or anything, even tell him straight that she is done with him.
He thinks of how his best friend has been pulling away from him for weeks, how he chased after the taxi that drove his sister to the airport when she left for school, how he used to leave a space for his father’s boots every single day by the door long after everyone else had given up, how he would duck away from the first of his mother’s kisses when she picked him up from preschool, sniffling. There is a toddler in his head, feet planted on the floor, hands clenched at his side, tears and snot screaming down his face, cheeks bright red in rage, screaming at the top of his lungs YOU LEFT ME! YOU LEFT ME BEHIND! YOU DON’T WANT ME ANYMORE! YOU LEFT ME AND I WILL NEVER EVER FORGIVE YOU! and the voice is loud and echoing and the only thing he can hear and he has heard it all his life and he has never learned how to block it out, how to make it go away, and it will never go away and never grow up.
“I hate you,” he chokes out, and the lie is bitter on its way out of his throat, and he doesn’t regret it at all.
He drags his legs upright and steady with his hands and flees.
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pt 2
#i love writing emotionally angsty fics that are non linear and disjointed so bad#vld#voltron#lance#lance mcclain#langst#lance angst#lance & blue#betrayal#brown eyed lance#autistic lance#insecure lance#post s3#red paladin lance#my writing#longpost
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SixEyed | Gojo Satoru
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He sent a message?! Gojo fucking sent a message!!
You were too scared to open your phone to read the notification. The thought of him somehow knowing you were just watching his stream made you nauseous.
How would he know?! "Pull yourself together!" You palm your face.
Shakily unlocking your phone you look at the notification.
Oh fuck.
"Hey! Aren't you the girl always with Shoko?" He texted.
Fuck he knows who you are.
This is it. Might as well dig yourself a damn grave. He knows! You know he knows. He has to...
You opened the message. Taking a long breath to calm the storm of nerves in your stomach.
"Yes haha you popped up on my suggested ppl to follow" Your hands took literally five minutes to type that out.
That's so embarrassing. Why the hell are you so nervous now. You don't even really know Satoru. He just happens to hang out with Shoko, and so do you.
You decided to turn off the nerve wracking device. Throwing it on the other side of the bed. Turning your ringer off.
"I just need to take my ass to bed..." You groan.
It was late. You were exhausted from your little intimate session with Gojo. You laid flat on your back. Staring at the ceiling fan.
All you could see when you closed your eyes was his di- No! Ew! Stop it! You couldn't possibly do this website anymore.
You'd never see Gojo Satoru the same way. Like ever.
You growled in frustration. You never even gave Gojo a second glance when he was around. Was it wrong to look at him now, only because you've seen him naked? A small pang of ashamed emotions crowded your head.
You pick your phone up. He texted back a while ago. He asked when you'd be around Shoko again. Your heart sank.
You couldn't face him! Not after seeing him jerk off. Not after hearing his groans of pleasure. Nope! Maybe you should just jump off the face of the earth. Avoid the embarrassment. Yea. Probably should.
You finally go back to the message. You weren't sure when you and Shoko would meet up again, and that's exactly what you told him.
He just sent a simple "oh" and then a quick "night". Wait was he upset? Why would he be upset?
You told him goodnight before putting your phone down again. You closed your eyes and quickly fell asleep. Damn you were exhausted. You haven't fallen asleep this quick in a while. The last thing on your mind was him. Mr. SixEyed himself.
When the sun began to peek through your blinds you stirred awake. Your eyes feeling irritated. Probably because you had less than 8 hours of sleep.
Or maybe because you had a faint remembrance of seeing Satoru in your dream? That's so weird! Ugh. You know what you just needed to see Shoko. Get this off your mind before it drove you to insanity.
You got up from bed. Hunched over your knees on the side of it. Damn you felt exhausted. Nonetheless you had to get up from bed and start your day. You had errands to do and today starts the weekend. You're sure Shoko would want to go out tonight.
She always drags you to some club near campus. Like clockwork. Every. Single. Friday.
You eased yourself off the bed. Stumbling to the bathroom. The sight of yourself in the mirror startled yourself. Your hair was a mess. Oh yikes.
You grabbed your brush and swiftly brushed the rats nest on your head. Wincing as you brushed through a knot. Once your lions mane was tamed you walked towards the bathtub. Turning the faucet handle all the way to the little "H" symbol.
You looked in the basket above your toilet and pulled out a speaker. Connecting your phone to it to listen to music. Hoping to wake yourself up.
Once you turn on your playlist and undressed. Just as you were about to get into the shower you heard a ding.
Shoko texted.
She just said you two were going out tonight.
You stifled a giggle and shook your head. Damn it's only 7 in the morning!
Ding.
"We're going to a different club this time. I know Satoru goes sometimes! And his hot friends! ;)"
Your heart sank. Fuck. Hopefully he won't be there. Hopefully he'll be busy. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Wait he doesn't even know you watched his stream last night. Okay. Calm down. Just don't be awkward tonight and you'll be perfectly fine!
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Shoko was waiting for you, sitting impatiently on your bed. A devious smirk spread across her lips.
"Sho... I can't wear this!" You whine out behind your bathroom door. You eyed yourself in the mirror. The dress she bought you was... Sleazy. Totally not in your comfort zone. You had an eye-catching body but you were not about to show it off to horny, desperate men. The exception being that blue eyed man.
The dress was white. The color of innocence. The straps were thin, and the length of it was short. Coming just above the middle of your thighs. There were two cut outs on the right side, right under your breast.
Fuck you looked hot, but this was too revealing for your taste. You opened the bathroom door and Shoko's jaw dropped.
She jumped up from the bed and rushed in front on you. "You look amazing! Please wear it, please!" She begged. Her hands gripped your shoulders and she shook you gently.
You groaned slightly. "Fine!"
You had to admit, it was incredibly flattering on your body. It hugged your curves in just the right places. How the hell did Shoko know your size and everything, no idea. Although, you were grateful for her.
"Here wear these!" Shoko appeared from your closet. You were lost in admiring the dress you didn't notice she had left your side. She was holding your only pair of baby blue high heels. Why the hell did you even buy them? They almost never went with anything you wore, but this dress... It was perfect.
"They match Satoru's eyes." Shoko mumbled and smirked. You only heard his name and then glanced back at the shoes. Your eyes widening in realization.
"Shoko I swear. I'm not going to seduce him tonight! I've only had one tiny conversation with him." You growl in slight annoyance. Shoko knew you weren't mad though. You never had the heart to be mad at her.
Her head tilted to the side. Confusion all over her face. "When?!" She eagerly awaited your response.
You sit on your bed and take the heels from her. Slipping them over your feet, huffing in annoyance as you couldn't buckle the straps. Shoko noticed your little exhale and knelt down to help you.
You gave her a soft smile and then looked away. "I added him on Insta last night. He added me back like immediately. Then asked me if I was the girl you hang out with." You blushed at the thought of Gojo. What the hell! No! You just met him.
Shoko finished up with your shoes and she smirked up at you. "Told you. I knew he'd wanna talk." She gave you a cheeky smile. Like this was her devious plan all along.
You roll your eyes and stand to your feet. Shoko gawked at you. She gave a little whistle, she always acted like a man towards you. Always buying you these sleazy dresses and then flooding you with compliments. "I love you Sho. Always making me feel so hot." You chuckled softly.
She hugged you from behind playfully. You stared at the two of you in your mirror. "Love you! Also we look so hot right now. Like holy shit!" Shoko gushed out. She heard a ding and spun around to the bed.
You nodded to yourself in agreement, feeling absolutely starstruck at your appearance.
"Hey, Suguru told me they are gonna be at the club soon."
You turned around and nodded to her. You knew Shoko had a bit of a thing for Suguru but she'd never openly admit it. It was so cute seeing her being oblivious to his flirting. They were always seen around campus, you basically third wheeled them. Unless Satoru was with Suguru.
Satoru always tried to start meaningly conversation with you, but you kind of ignored him. It was known around campus that he was a womanizer. Hence why you had no interest in him.
But now? You knew why girls gawked at him. He was incredibly confident, but soooo nonchalant. It was kinda annoying how he'd be so playful with Suguru but be so... indifferent towards you.
You took one last look at your makeup on your phone. The car coming to a halt. Shoko knew you didn't want to be the designated driver again this time, so the two of your ubered.
For some reason you felt on edge. Maybe you should have pregamed before you came.
Satoru and Suguru were in line outside the club. Satoru was on his phone occupied with something, while Suguru was intently looking at every car that approached. The two of you got out of the car.
You straightened your dress and tugged it down softly. Taking a deep breath. Shoko grasped your hand tightly and gave you a soft smile. "Calm down honey, you look stunning." She whispered to you.
She dragged you to the other two. Suguru smiling at Shoko with a heartfelt smile. He opened his arms for her, embracing her in an innocent manner. You gave him a soft wave, he let go of Shoko and hugged your side. Keeping it a respectful touch. "Don't be a stranger!" Geto chuckled.
Shoko rolled her eyes playfully as you hugged his side softly. "Gojo get off that damn phone!" Shoko playfully swatted his wrist. He released from his trance and met her eyes. A playful smirk across his lips.
"My favorite girl!" Gojo exclaimed before hugging her tightly. Shoko looked pissed but gave into his advances. She giggled loudly before he broke the embrace. You looked at Geto and he did not look pleased.
"Have you met-" Shoko said before slapping her forehead. Forgetting they hang out constantly. "Yea! We actually had a conversation last night." Satoru teased you.
You blushed softly and smiled. "Yea haha..." You nervously chuckled before looking away. He was wearing a tight black compression shirt with white slacks. And blacked out sunglasses? It was dark outside? Maybe he was just hiding his identity...
The four of you finally made it inside, after having a painfully long conversation. It made you anxious, you just needed to drink and dance already.
You found a circular booth to fit the group. The boys sat on the edges of the booth, while you and Shoko were sandwiched in the middle. Gojo manspread in his seat, his hand resting on his lap. While Geto placed an arm behind Shoko, sitting somewhat more proper.
Your leg was crossed on over the other, occasionally you would bounce your leg and your heel would graze Gojo's leg. He seemed to not take any notice to it, but it made your heart pound. Holy fuck did he look attractive.
"Would any of you like a drink?" A bottle girl appeared at the booth. Her outfit consisted of basically lingerie with a see through black dress over it. She stared at Satoru, gawking at the muscular man.
"Can we get two vodka redbulls?" Shoko asked. Her gaze adverting to Geto.
He smiled at Shoko before looking at the waitress, trying not to look anywhere but her eyes. "I'll take a beer. I don't care what kind, surprise me." His gaze was back on Shoko.
You looked at Satoru while he ordered. "Uh, can you make a 'sex on the beach'?" He questioned, his gaze wondering over her body. She nodded quickly and he nodded back before turning back to the group.
"That's a girly drink." Geto chuckled lowly. Satoru stretched out his arms, stretching one over the top of the booth above your back. He scoffed and rolled his eyes. Taking his glasses off and setting them down on the table. "It doesn't taste like shit, bitchass." Gojo teased.
Geto palmed his face before turning to Shoko to carry their conversation on.
You looked at Satoru's chest, then slowly up his arms. Finally meeting his face. Fuck! He was already staring into your fucking soul!
He gave you a smirk. "Like what you see?" He teased playfully.
You shook your head and looked away. Hoping he wouldn't see the blush across your face.
He leaned in closer to you. He mumbled your name softly. Making your head turn back to the attractive man. "You look gorgeous by the way." He smirked softly before pulling away. You became flustered by his comment. "T-Thanks." You said sheepishly before giving him a soft smile.
Shivers ran down your spine. The way he said your name made your heart pound in your ears.
Hell, he was a player, for sure. But he was so incredibly hot you couldn't help but feel so attracted to him.
The thought of his stream last night brushed your mind.
You studied Satoru carefully, biting your lip at the thought of his shirtless body.
No! Don't make it awkward!
He smirked at you, breaking your trance. Then with a quick movement the bottle girl placed the drinks on the table. Satoru's eyes never leaving yours.
Saved by the bell! You thanked the woman and took your drink quickly. Fuck this is so embarrassing!
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Okay but like- what if Bella fucking fell hopelessly in love with Carlisle after meeting him in the hospital for the first time? XD
Oh no.
Carlisle Chooses Not to Notice
He's tending to Bella, she's looking at him with stars in her eyes, she very clearly finds him attractive but he's been here before. This happens to Carlisle often, (hell, even with his own wife) and it's not something he pays much mind to or even comments on.
It's a little inconvenient and awkward that this is the girl Edward keeps almost eating but he doesn't expect to ever run into Bella Swan again.
He goes about his routine as normal.
And then, of course, Edward decides he's in love with Bella. (Well, Alice decides it, Edward later agrees.)
Carlisle Chooses Not to Notice (Again)
He has no idea what the fuck is going on with Edward and is far more concerned about that. At this point, Bella's feelings, whatever they are, aren't even on the radar. What Carlisle does know is that Edward is a clear danger to Bella Swan and Edward has been acting insane for the past few weeks.
This goes by for a while (unbeknownst to Carlisle, Bella's been asking all sorts of questions to Edward about his dad. Edward doesn't realize this is a bad sign because "yes, Carlisle is amazing and we are all unworthy of him and his beautiful face")
Bella and Edward's relationship somehow progresses despite Bella not actually being into Edward. This, in fact, helps as Edward pointedly does not want to be in a relationship with a girl who is in any way interested in him. Edward saves her in Port Angeles, Bella tells him she's found out his family are vampires ("And wow, Edward, your vampire doctor dad sounds so amazing"), they go to the meadow where Edwrad confesses he wants to eat her (but his dad doesn't because Carlisle's that amazing).
The underpinning of the pair's relationship becomes their mutual infatuation with the entirely oblivious Carlisle Cullen, who has no idea this is happening. Where, in some other world, they talked about lions and lambs they now say, "You're totally a lion, Edward, but your dad is like a lion who has gone to therapy to be a lamb."
It's weird.
And then Carlisle gets roped back in.
Edward wants Bella to visit the house and tells his family, hours before, THAT HE'S IN LOVE DAMMIT!
This proceeds much like canon up until the point Bella actually enters the house.
The Tour from Hell
Carlisle thought he'd just stand on the stairwell with Esme, holding her back from eating Bella, and then off Edward would go to talk about fuck all with Bella Swan. The human suddenly in his house.
This whole thing has been weird but at least Edward's happy?
Instead, the pair stop in front of him.
"Can I help you?" Carlisle asks.
Edward explains that Bella asked, specifically, for Carlisle to give a tour of the house and talk about their family history. See, Edward thinks this is reasonable as Carlisle was there the longest (and can then talk about how amazing Edward and Carlisle are).
Bella asked because this is the only legitimate venue she can have to talk to a married vampire, and she needs to imprint the sound of his voice in her memory. (Bella cries herself to sleep every night because Carlisle is married, Edward thinks it's perfectly natural that her dreams are filled with her screaming, "CARLISLE! I LOVE YOU!" in agony)
Carlisle finds this weird, he'd have thought Bella would be intimidated or she'd want to be alone with Edward, or she'd want to hear all this from Edward. However, he doesn't want to ruin his son's chance at a relationship so he agrees. Esme is sent outside to not eat Bella and Carlisle walks them through the house.
Where he gets increasingly weirded out as Bella keeps asking about him and.. skipping over Edward.
Carlisle tries to discuss Edward's mother, turning Edward, and Bella goes, "uh huh, yeah, Edward, that's great. Can we talk more about what you were doing for the previous century?"
Bella, in fact, keeps looking at him and barely even glances at Edward (for all that Edward is happily smiling at them both, perfectly content that his wonderful Bella and wonderful Carlisle are hitting it off so well).
The alarm bells are going off in Carlisle's head.
It also gets very awkward as Carlisle's not sure if he's supposed to talk about Edward having run away to eat criminals or not.
The tour ends and Carlisle's very grateful. Then he's less grateful when Edward announces that he's going to invite Bella to baseball the next chance they get.
James and the Gang and it All Goes Downhill
James happens.
This time, though, Bella insists that she go with Carlisle to protect her. Edward, in a state of panic and rage, agrees as Carlisle will both protect her the best and this allows him to go full Batman without Bella watching him become Vengence.
Carlisle would really rather not but... okay.
Because of this, they don't go to Phoenix, as that's a stupid plan. They go to the middle of fucking nowhere in the wilderness instead. There, Carlisle and Bella get far too much alone time.
Bella tells him she's alright dying because she got to meet his wonderful family. She'll be a ditch digger who once had a wonderful day!
Carlisle points out that she means Edward, she got to meet Edward.
"Yeah, sure, whatever," Bella says.
Carlisle doesn't want to ask, but he must. What does Bella even like about Edward?
Bella, realizing that Carlisle will never go for her because he's married (and this is part of the reason she likes him) blathers through a ridiculous lie of how she's totally into Edward. Totally.
She ends up describing Carlisle's features and vampirism as the reason she likes Edward.
"That sounds nothing like Edward," Carlisle thinks to himself, but he doesn't dare say it.
Eventually, Carlisle is told by Alice that the only way to end this game is if Bella's turned. Edward really really really doesn't want to do that, (and Carlisle really really really doesn't want to do it either for a lot of reasons), but this isn't the ballet studio with James dying and Bella dead.
He's putting his entire family at risk, Bella's entire family, by not turning her when she's insisting she wants to. Of course, Edward will also never forgive him and he just knows their relationship isn't going to work out.
I imagine as the hunt goes on, he has no choice, and he does it.
Bella and Edward Get Married
Edward, of course, is inconsolable but he can't bring himself to blame Carlisle. In this case, destroying Bella would be destroying her sacrifice to save his family. So he puts on a brave face and continues their relationship.
Bella, now only allowed to be in the family if she continues her relationship with Edward/doesn't act like a homewrecker, pounces on this.
Carlisle just tries and fails to smile and hopes he's wrong about everything.
#twilight#twilight meta#twilight headcanon#twilight renaissance#twilight shipping#bella swan#edward cullen#carlisle cullen#edward/bella#carlisle/bella#meta#headcanon#opinion#shipping
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Louis with a maned wolf darling?
Yandere Louis
He hates you.
He hates that he can’t stop thinking about you. You’re stuck on his brain like a tumor.
Whenever he is around you he tries to ignore you. You can’t hide yourself however. You’re always there, in the corner of his eye.
One day he’ll just approach you, saying you should stand up straight and then walks away.
You’re confused as to why he did that but you listen anyways. He has such a dominating tone, especially for a carnivore.
One day, out of the blue you’re invited to the drama club. When you arrive to the practice area the only person there is Louis.
The next thing you know is a bag is thrown over your head and you start to lose consciousness, the last thing you hear is “we got ‘em boss!”
When you come to you recognize the smell. It’s the black market. You admit you’ve been there before, every carnivore goes here. You say to justify your actions.
A few minutes later the bag is torn off your head and Louis is standing in front of you, the only words that come out of his mouth are “sit up.”
When you don’t do as he says you feel a cold, hard nudge on the back of your head which you can only assume to be is a gun.
You refuse to be intimidated and sit up, “Louis, what the hell is going on here?!”
Before he could answer you were smacked against your head, pain radiating through your skull.
You growl in response but being quickly subdued by Louis’ own gun.
“Looks like this pup needs some training. Bag them.”
The next thing you see is darkness. You try to fight it but your efforts are futile and only end with another smack to the head. Your vision fades to black as your head throbs.
When you come to you smell something. It’s a type of meat. Your nose doesn’t really work as well anymore but what you can smell is that it’s duck. You instantly start salivating.
The bag is thrown off of your head and Louis is staring at you. Your eyes red and hungry. He picks up a piece of duck and sticks it in his mouth, swallowing it down with ease.
You look at him with confusion but before you could open your mouth a random hand shoved lettuce into it.
“Good dogs get meat.” He takes another bite out of the duck. “Once you prove you can behave then I’ll actually feed you. Until then…” he looks to the left and another handful of tasteless lettuce is shoved into your mouth.
The first thing Louis does is tell you to sit up. Your head still throbs from when you were last hit so you listen to him this time. As stubborn as you are you’d prefer not to be hit again.
He takes another bite out of the duck. His plate only has enough for one more bite. You stare at it with starving eyes. You get ready to pounce when you’re hit again from behind.
“Tsk tsk, and to think I would’ve given this last bite to you too.” Louis swallows the last bit of duck leaving you starving and salivating uncontrollably. “Let’s go.”
A door is opened behind him and he leaves, along with two others which looked like (and smelled like) lions. Was Louis working with the Shishigumi? What did he get himself involved in. Or, was he their new boss? That can’t be. I mean he’s just a deer.
That doesn’t matter now though, why did he bring you here, and why is he being so mean. You barely know him and now he’s “training” you?! What is this?!
You sit on the hard wooden chair you’re handcuffed to. Waiting for Louis to return, hopefully with some answers.
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AU where the curse never happened and the Sins are on some long quest outside Liones
but they've never met Elizabeth, so they're sure Meliodas is lying when he tells them about her. Like, "yeah, of course you have a girlfriend in Canada. Of course you fucked the Supreme Deity's daughter. Of course she adores you and puts up with your drinking and angst and bullshit. Sure. Why not?"
and it becomes this increasingly elaborate joke. Every time they're in a town, Meliodas goes off to send letters to Elizabeth (he actually writes them, with ink and everything!) and the team try to shadow him and catch him in the lie. When he inevitably "receives back" perfumed letters with a royal seal on them (he shows them off very proudly), they roll their eyes and secretly wonder how Meliodas has been smuggling perfume along in his luggage all this time. Whenever they see a cute animal or a sunny day, Meliodas goes "oh, Elizabeth would love this" and everyone just goes along with it.
Ban loves the joke fodder but is secretly a little worried about how hard his friend tries to one-up what he has with Elaine. Diane (she never lost her memories in this reality) thinks it's flattering Meliodas specifically mentions his girlfriend is tall, but really worries that the Captain is lonely. King grills him relentlessly about his and Elizabeth's backstory, but hasn't found an inconsistency yet. he keeps trying.
Finally they come back to Liones, and that same day, Meliodas falls sick. His teammates send word to the King that he won't be able to meet with him, and then they hear huge wingbeats outside the Boar Hat.
they go outside, and there is this honest-to-God angel flapping down, looking frantic as hell. She is beautiful, pure blue eyes, cascading silver hair, everything- and she asks, "Is Meliodas here?"
They don't say shit. they're too dumbstruck. So then she tries, "Hello?"
Someone finally points at her and says, "...You're the Supreme Deity's daughter."
and she says apprehensively, "...Yes?"
#nanatsu no taizai#seven deadly sins#sds#headcanon#melizabeth#elizabeth liones#meliodas#fanfiction prompt#Argonometra#fluff AU
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1, 4, 11, 33, 34, for the ask game?
Oooo. Lots of questions. It's about to get weird in here.
1. Who is/are your comfort characters?
I mean, obviously Obi-Wan. The Kryze girls. Mace Windu. Kanan and Hera. The OT gang, especially Leia. Peli.
Outside of Star Wars, Leslie Knope and Ron Swanson (honestly, Nick Offerman, as a whole). Troy and Abed. The entire Rose family. President Jed Bartlett. Captain Holt. Spinal Tap. Vincent Vega and Jules. Inigo Montoya.
4. Which cryptid being do you believe in?
Ummmm......all of them? I mean, despite our ability to kill off thousands of species a day, we're also discovering new ones all the time (often just in time to kill them). Which goes to show that the Earth is BIG and mysterious and likes to keep her secrets. I absolutely can imagine there's some weird stuff skulking around in the woods, the mountains, and in the deep. Hell, Maryland fish and wildlife swore up and down that mountain lions hadn't been in the state for decades, despite multiple people on the farm I managed (and neighbors) seeing mountain lions in the forest around the farm.
I love the idea of Big Foot and was an avid fan of that silly show on Animal Planet years ago....Big Foot Hunters???? Or something? To this day, I still say to my horses "it's awfully Squatchy out there" when they're being unexplainably spooky.
Also, if you know anything about Mothman, you may also know that there's some supposed connection to Mothman and the Silver Bridge collapse in 1967. My mom took the same bus from college at Marshal University back to her hometown, which always took her across the Silver Bridge. However, when she went home that day, she ended up somehow on an express bus....that didn't go through Point Pleasant and over the bridge. She should have been on that bridge when it collapsed. Her parents thought she was, until she showed up at the bus station later that evening.
11. Favorite extracurricular activity.
Alone, time with my horse, hiking with my dog.
With friends or my guy, exploring our town or going hiking and/or gator hunting (pics only, obviously). I'm firmly a mountain girl, but I am falling in love with the strange wildness of Florida. Please admire some of the large bebes we saw on our last gator adventure (we saw SIXTEEN).
33. Last adventure you went on.
Anything can be an adventure with the right mindset! The guy and I went vintage shopping and thrifting on Saturday. He bought me a piece of reclaimed wood that spoke to me (he does woodworking. Still waiting to hear what the piece of wood wants to become). We went to Lowes and I was left unattended with the "rescue" plants. My collection grows. That was all an adventure!
We went to Savannah recently and learned that we're too old for NYE parties on boats (because you can't go to bed when you get tired before midnight 😂).
My dog and I went on a nice road trip in October. It was cold, but we got some really impressive mountains in peak fall foliage.
34. Is there a song you know every word by heart?
Several! Quite a few! Bohemian Rhapsody is one, as well as my favorite Queen song, I Want to Break Free. My all time favorite song is California Stars by Wilco (lyrics are actually by Woody Guthrie). I know it all. And the entirety of the Phantom of the Opera is burned into my skull because I was OBSESSED with it as a kid (how did we not know I was ND?).
More questions to find out how weird I am here!
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Elton John - Levon
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There are two levons one is Ken my daddy and not my father and the other is Dr Manhattan and he's really Trump and he calls his son Jesus and Ken does it because his son in law is jesus's brother and jesus's brother is also his son-in-law to two different women who are children of his. And Donald Trump actually will go back to Ken he's blowing up balloons in the future with my husband in a business and we think it's the garage that's near the house and he does not want the house to move so he's got people watching it then it's because it'll be a signal that the the code of the max is beginning so either or it's going to help and that's what he does to light it up and he does that kind of thing and it helps him and it helps my husband who helps out with the business. And there are some funky balloons. But the second one is very important this guy Trump is Charles Manson and he goes around says women are doing it and he's having people supposedly say things in space he's been working on my husband for it and the max are testing and he's horrible and he's a moron and a pig and he does the wrong stuff and everyone hates him. We are going to talk about that a little bit more but his son he calls Jesus and he's always trying to sacred face him he's always trying to sacrifice it his son Dave AKA Dan and he calls a little scuffle over the laundry cuz my son used to get in front of trump and he went to bed and slept good that night cuz he learned it and he studied it and it found out it's true and he hates his father and he should he's a b**** and I know he's a b**** I got stuck having to visit him or something and it's true that I visited with my stepmom and she was calling me her daughter and it was really Emily blunt and that girl is stupid and she was thinking she's drinking my blood and stuff I don't know why and he says he's she's very stupid and she was sick I think and she's a little sick and it was lack of oxygen but she got sick and I could heal up pretty quick and it's amazing but really he's going to be blowing up balloons with my daddy and Trump will be long gone along with his son who he calls Jesus and it is a sad story because he went mentally ill it was already fairly sick but he lost it and was trying and he's a rebel but he he won't heal himself and he's going into the lion's den. And my daddy is also a sad story but he's a fighter and he's going to fight as long as he can just like Arnie did he didn't give up and he still might be alive and we might ruin the max plan
Hera Zues
Olympus
It's a sad and touching story but really it's true I was sitting there doing that and I'm doing it here everyone says I'm a space cadet and it can hear it a mile away he says it right away and I just keep going and it sounds real stupid he says every time it's not obviously true and really it's true he says he doesn't mention it to say something which is also dumb it's a living hell here and it's horrible and I can't stand it and I have to stay here and really I'm the one doing it and it doesn't look good
Trump
Well this sucks so bad you idiot
Dan
We believe that Tommy boy is going to happen in next few days and so is Joe dirt and tell me about dies in that movie several times and his dad dies it really his father several times and people right there are poisoning him and Lily dies in combat and you're never going to guess where he says in that bug movie it's not really a movie and it should be it should be a movie by now but they won't put it up there because the sacrilege Donald Trump in the ass
Thor Freya
I might it might be starcraft it did Warcraft and they won't do war hammer or starcraft I do know why and they don't like to cinematic or the intro or the person saying it and I say this that's kind of what I do I have to do a secretly and I don't know how I'm going to do that and it's pretty quick pretty quick I just grab wooden ships and your vector and if you attach things to them it's no big deal and I just see what you're saying probably take an afternoon if we have the signs and I think this is going to go ahead it's really a cool idea and we got the uniforms and everything and we have training modules we can use it's a great idea cuz everyone will hate me I know why he's saying it
Trump
Not everyone will hate you and you're loved by some people you're just not loved by us but we like you you're a rebel
Meghan Markle Kate Middleton Dan Alicia Tricia and we still love you those last two they say Brad even he says Becca and thanks thank you for saving my life she says, Camila you nasty but not nasty as them sometimes you are I know what it is your brain is in trouble in front, it's not my fault and we do love you Tommy f we just can't stand what you're doing sometimes, and I mean it you do the job we need the job done this will be a great job to do and we want to do it with you and we mean the movie, I've had enough of you but you are people we want to stay there and leave the boy alone and don't try stuff but we have to counter you cuz you can't help it and we know how it is Mallory, so he says why what are you doing woody, I can't stand you you strangled me but heck it may have been a mac Garth, there's a lot of people who are thinking of it this way you're rebel you do the job before you were fine the new you is not so good and you need to heal bill. P, I wish we didn't put it this way but I have to say this you're doing the job if you do this movie we're going to try and help you but you have to keep your hands off and stop getting mad at every single person around us with your stupid cartoon balloons and people have to trace those down a lot of times they're Max they're trying to do it to him but he's on it really fast and that means the other guy and no not Dave thank you very much Preston, we know you and we understand you we know what you're up to and it's mostly our stuff too enjoy your attitudes way out there for some reason, that was Eddie Murphy that's me, we can't stand you you're disgusting but you're not as racist as you say or mean but you just keep doing it to him and he can't stand you doing you idiot shack we're going to send you a big letter and a card it's going to be a big card and we don't want you to New York
All rebels say it
Olympus we approved to print
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Sunday Word
Why Must I Continue? You All Know Jesus! Jesus's Black Friend.
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If I Had Money Do You Think I'd Be Here!?
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Oh No No NO! The FO FO FO Goes Well With The I Do Work.
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How Big Is Your Dick Nigga!? I Live With Lions! HAHaHa!
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No Donor No Maize.
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Why Is Your Hair Looking Funny!? Is It Because You Did The FAncy With Miss Nasty? ;)
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You Cant Argue Me! Big Dick Mazafakah!
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IF You Keep Doing Mass. You Will BE Too Heavy!
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Even We Have Knowledge. How Much For Mine? Is It Yours? It's In My Head? HAHaHaHaHA!
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Why Do You Keep Yourself Pretty While Depending On Your Talents. Makes No Sense! #RealMan. Can You Eat Pretty?
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You Know This Would Go Much Faster. If I Was Helping. :)
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What's Up MaZaFaKah! They Got You Dead And The Best Cell. :) . Could Have Been Bigger. :) .
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I Like Watching Your Money. I Take Care OF Your Money. Every Kiss Blown Your Way. Every Nod And Stare You Get.
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If We Are BOth AfRiKan. Why Am I Black? Why Am I White? Eh BAba Swali Gumu Hilo.
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Knock Knock. Whose There? Your Granny! That's Not A Good Joke! HAHaHAHa! Yea, Lets Go With That.
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CAn LOve Find YOu!? Where YOu Looking? MaZaFaKAh!
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In AFrika We Have A Saying. IF You Cant See Your Feet? Your Running. Also If You Can See Your Feet. Your Not Running.
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Why Are You Always Fighting The Pidgeons And Be Christian? THERE'S SOME MUSLIMS THERE TOO! So?
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How Fast Can You Run? How Fast Can You Walk. HeHeHe.
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I Like Your Afro MaZaFaKaH! My First Gentile. WoW!
Or So He Thought. He Was Really Knee Deep InTo My Family. Even Then. That's A Clue ;) .
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If You Produce Little Girls That Turn Fall In Love. Have You Done AnyThing Wrong? *Shrug
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Nigga? MaZaFaKah?
Why Did The Nigga Cross The Road? To Get High MAh NiggAh!
Why Did The MaZaFaKah Shoot EveryThing But The Child. HAHAHAHAHA!
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SAnila.
EveryThing Is Going GREAT!
Weeks Like These I Get My Faith Back.
The Road Has Been Rough But We Have Control Now.
Working Hard.
Love Is In The Air.
Immortality As The Sun.
Didn't He Hear The Last Simba? That Was Me Telling Him He Can Do It! Also. HIS MOTHER IS CHINESE! What Doesn't He Get? HAHAHa!
When Our World's Collide Like This It Is As If We Have Never Stopped Being Lovers.
We All Have Our HardShips.
I Try To Bear Yours Because It Is The Right Thing To Do.
Ingawa You Are Very Capable And Have It Handled.
I Worry.
So I Act.
We Will Have Our Time And I Will Do It Better.
The Boy Is A Star. Unless He Wants My Life. High Up The Spectrum.
He HAs To StArt! SoMeWheRe.
DAddy's Money Can Only Take Thus Far.
I UnderStand Things Happen In The Palace That Is Why I Was Worried.
Ever Had Cents And Still Give Her The Pizza? ;)
Those Are My Memories.
Ever Had A Family. That Was Right Infront Of You. Supported You And Explored Moshi With. Where We Were Loved.
Being A Ble To Fix Things Makes You One Hell OF An Opperative.
With A Husband This Strong. I Prayed It Was Easy. And Still Is. Easy.
What Do You Call A Son That Works Hard?
Ka Faulu! Why Is It Important? Na WeWe Umesoma. First!
Let The Ducklings Learn From Their Leader. Much Quieter House? Nope?
What Do yOu Call A Husband That Cant See His Wife? On The Phone! :) HAHAHaHaHA
Love You To Bits.
Chris.
Mwah!
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ooooh i am absolutely brainroting about the fennec fox s/o HC! but what about a bunny s/o who is very clingy, also with leona? G/N s/o if its okay heheh😅😅 may i request it? have a nice day/night!
Okay so, lol this is adorable! Was actually debating on doing a bunny at first but chose the fox cause they just stole my heart- but I’m so glad you requested this
And looking at a bunnies personality trait- oh my god they're actual menaces 😭
LIKE WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY’RE VENGEFUL??? PLEASE-
Once again this is a x gn reader and there's gonna be another huge ass height difference cause-
Y’all see a bunny next to a lion? What? Like…They're 8 inches while lions are 4ft, hyenas are around 2.5 feet, and wolves are 2.7 feet… okay now put that in a height comparison!
𝑳𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒂
More than once has Leona kidnapped you from your morning classes to sunbathe in the biotechnical garden.
the gentle chirping of birds, rays of sun warming your skin, big as arms cuddling you into a warm body until you're flush against their chest
glorious
The first time you both ever really did something like this (literally 5 minutes after you became a thing because emotions = tiring)
he honestly expected you to run, to thrash around in his arms in an attempt to escape from your massive boyfriend
and he was getting ready for it- ready to put up a fight and have passerbyers call teachers as the scene would look like a murder in process
Oooo he could feel a smirk inching up as he pulled you down on the dorm couch with him
… wait, what are you doing? This wasn't the plan
has .1 second of shock before he goes to snooze once you cuddle into him
DEFINITELY see this as an ego boost to him
and will tease the ever-living shit out of you
which you obviously revoke cuddle privileges for every time he says s then
doesn't matter if you’re struggling not to latch onto him as well- he needs to learn 🧍🏻
will pull you out from class just because he couldn’t sleep right-he missed you-
“Leona stop! I have a test in Trein's class on Wednesday”
“Well that's too bad then”
I can definitely see you jumping on his back in the hallway while he's with Ruggie
everyone around him will 1000% have a face of sheer horror as you beam at him
Ruggie (when he first saw this display of affection) will politely try to get you off (for your own good) as he sees Leona's scowl and words of protesting
which contrasted HUGELY with his low wagging tail and arms around your thighs as shoves his nod your books to the baffled hyena
“hurry the hell up Ruggie, we’re gonna be late”
“Yeah! C’mon Ruggie, Crewel is gonna chain us”
y’all have study parties- well- not really studying- more like Leona and you wrapped in cuddles as you try not to drift off
If you listen close enough- like really strain your ears- you’ll hear the man purr
god forbids you're both in a horrible argument
1. You won't even acknowledge each other
2. You both aren’t getting your daily (hourly) cuddles
3. Leona is prideful and bunnies are vengeful
he will pick fights cause he can't stand to see you with your friends and cause youre not here hugging him
is a literal wake up call for him
1000 to 0 instantly
he will get more and more pissed off when you dont come to lay on his hunched over back once class ends, or when you don’t jump? Cling on him in the hallways, don't hold his hand or wait for him when he goes to class
Will sleep lightly in the garden just in case he hears your footsteps- mind you this is all unconsciously cause he will
NEVER admit that this is affecting him. Ever
you're perfectly fine though- becoming more clingy to your friends in compensation for not being with your warm, big n’ cuddly, cozy boyfriend
you're fine 😺
Yuu thinks you'll last a day
*you last a week but Ruggie and friends force you to make up cause he can't deal with Leona anymore*
*keep giving ace n deuce hugs though, they enough it*
when you don't have classes you’ll go to his room, plop in his bad, curl up next t9o him and sleep the whole day, a smile on both your faces *he’ll deny it*
(just wanted to put it out there that if you have trouble sleeping he will play with your ears- claims it as him bullying you or that you’re disturbing his sleep)
over and all? Y’all joint at the hip
“dumb bunny won't leave me alone so we’re both here”
“not dumb! And I will actually leave you alone for a day”
“Like you’d be able to do that”
“like you’d be able to do that, Mr.’we’re skipping class to sleep together cause it's your fault that I can't sleep so you have to make it up to me” you flattened your ears as you mimicked him
Yuu and co slowly started backing away as Leona's ear twitched
“hey! Knock it off or I’ll”
“What? Hug me to death? C’mon Floyd’s in the next class over, I could literally cling around him if I wanted”
“do that and you're dead
“uh oh someone’s jelly”
yeah Yuu and their party are fearing for their lives as you're both looking like you're gonna claw each other to shreds
𝑹𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒆
what? Do you want something? Cause he’ll give it to you
the first time you do it he plays it off with a smile, rambling with tinted cheeks on how Leona needs him for something
The second time is when he's in the lounge, talking to others as you come bounding up to him, sit next to him, and just- lay on him
oh my god, he's sweating bullets- he's so confused?? Like what are you doing??
will get embarrassed as the other guys erase him
will pull you aside as you tell him you missed him
that's when he realizes that you’re just naturally- fluffy
definitely takes some time to get used to, as he normally takes everything as a joke so when he realizes you're serious he's gonna have some little reflections he has to do
no cause at first he thought you were teasing him- but when you showed up in the middle of flight class he realized it wasn't a joke anymore😟
When school and Leona gets too hard he’ll use you as an energy recharge
(Y’all are that one couple who just hug in the middle of the hallways sgbnoenfgi)🏃🏻🏃🏻
(though he won't let you do it in the middle, more like when the hallways are empty and in a dark corner so no one can see or reach you
starts letting you tag along with his Leona bidding (since you won't stop wanting to cuddle with him)
LEONA LITERALLY MANIPULATES YOU OH MY GOD
RUGGIE HAS TO PUT A STOP TO IT CAUSE IT'S GETTING TO PAINFUL TO WATCH
But Leona likes that you're there for Ruggie when he gets burned out and that his friend servant is getting what he deserves
Also, a free lackey! It’s a win-win!
but Ruggie WILL tease your ass for seeking him out during meals
like when he sees your ears in the crowd he’s smiling widely as he knows what’s about to happen
you literally hang off of him
and even though he's not necessarily the tallest, he's glad that you're smaller than him as it :
A. Makes cuddles better
B. Inflates his ego
“ehh, you want cuddles… let me touch your ears then”
Adores your ears, even though I didn't really include them for Leona- as he would tease you occasionally and touch them to get your attention
Ruggie adores them. Like. They’re so soft and tall.
oh my god. Will tease you for them and playfully pull them, but you count every time he pulls his little pranks
you count every time he teases you for clinging to him
you remember everything 🧍🏻
so with a final, tight hug, you go to class
and your affection vanishes for 1 whole week.
🧍🏻
homeboy get anxious and straight out asks you what’s going on
“oh nothing, you just always seemed a bit bothered by my affection, so I thought I’d give you a break!”
“Hu? When’d I say that?”
Will use his unique magic to force you to hug him after some time (a whole day)
will play it off as you did it
“aww, I knew you’d come around after your little fit!”
“Ruggie!”
I mean technically you won since you made your boyfriend love you even more and get more cuddles than usual
Ruggie at one point realizes he fell into your trap
“you sly bunny”
"what can I say? I learned from the best”
okay so y’all play jokes on everyone- if your wits and his wits you're a force to be reckoned with
and after you're both tired from a day of causing pain and chaos to the general public you retreat to savanaclaw for some well-deserved cuddles, laughing about all the pranks you’ve done.
𝑱𝒂𝒄𝒌
oh my god oh my god
he’ll freak out
like okay- I just imagine you walking up to him when he's doing his hair, staring at him through the mirror, and as he's just about to ask you what’s up you fucking JUMP him
jack : is peaceful
y/n : aw yeah, im ‘boutta end this whole mans career 😈
of course, he catches you- with ease might I add.
“Hey what the hell are you-“
“do you think our ears are the same size? Or do you think mine might be bigger? Let’s measure ‘em!”
will drop you as he grips the counter
oh my god please- this man has too much for him KCLOWPVOSLELFO
so used to just being by on his own, that this is a night and day difference for him
literally doesn't know how to act at first so you're gonna have to help him
“ you shouldn’t be doing this outside the dorm” “babe your tails waging”
I like to think that he (like Leona) , would are a bit more private as he has ‘ a reputation to uphold’
..yawn 🥱
but honestly, while you care, you honestly can't really stay away from him. Wanting to also be carried in his big, strong, muscular arms. clinging and hugging them. and don’t. forget about petting his tail and- oh my god yore so whipped its awful
He genuinely thought that you’d be more skittish, thinking that since you were part bunny you’d cower from him
but it was like a flip got switched once you two started to date- as you’re now starting to get attachment issues
“you're only making them stronger when you reject me babe”
I see you as the ‘aggressively loves kind of person’
like he’ll be running- going to get a water break when he sees a missed text from you
‘ you forgot to bring me along with you. I’m coming- fast approaching with love. And there’s nothing you can do to stop it.’
literally stiffens when he looks to the dorm, seeing a tiny blob in the distance- my god what is that-
oh dear heavens it's you
YOU FUCKING FLUNG AT HIM-
okay so in public, he’ll just hold your hand while in private you bring him to your chest and run your fingers through his hair as his tail wags
oh my god cuddle him in his wolf form. Please.
I don't know what it is but when he's in his wolf form he becomes so much more cuddly and will actively seek you out
and with a smirk you accept his cuddles as you lay on his curled up form, a paw on your leg so you can't run as his head is on your thigh
If y’all move to the bed he will actually lay next to you with his head and upper body on you
and if you're in your bunny form- will curl around up around you as you aggressively snuggle into his side
those are the best cuddles
Ruggie WILL get stared at by the both of you when he intrudes on your daily cuddling
like- oh my god you’re propped on top of Jack as he's curled up on his bed
as pairs of beady eyes blink at him before you LITERALLY GO AND RUSH TOWARDS HIM SCREAMING-
PLEASE HE’S DAZED AND CONFUSED AND JUST WANTS TO GO HOME
“I thought bunnies were supposed to be timid”
“what can I say? I’m simply one of a kind”
“you can say that again” Ruggie chimed in as he shifts away from you
please pepper his face with kisses, he’ll quite literally self destruct
and when you pull that prank on him for refusing you when in the hallway?
he gets antsy
takes him some time to figure out your impish grins
HE LITERALLY LOOKS DEPRESSED OH MY GOD STOP RIGHT NOW
HIS EARS ARE DOWN BUT HE STANDS HIS GROUND AS HE APPROACHES YOU
“Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, why ?”
“… you're not like your usual self”
“really? Well, I feel great! Been having an amazing day too!”😼
“really?”
you nod enthusiastically
“… I see"
PLEASE APOLOGIZE OR HE’LL CLOSE UP AGAIN
definitely see you turning into a bunny just to sneak into his stuff and accompany him all-day
also, you're so warm and toasty in his arms
And when he pets you- ugh heaven
overall, being their bunny s/o is the actual best
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How about the Reader calling out the Chain by their shared name to gian the groups attention? What would their reactions be? If this takes place after they realise they love you, how would they act to the reader calling them their name and not their title? Hope this isn't too much!Just curious about your input.
Masterlist
Let me tell you that I got excited to do this one!
I personally head canon that reader calls them Link when they're alone with them. Because it's still their name regardless but it wouldn't be fair to the others. Not to mention confusing if it slipped out.
But with the idea I came up with for this one?
Works out just fine. Hehehe
I wanted it to be after they realized they loved you like you said but as I started writing this I had to focus more on the action instead but I hope this is ok. It’s implied that they like you- or at least I tried to imply that. Who knows if it actually got across or not.
Let me know what you think!
Boys under the cut! Reader is right below!
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The forest was quiet.
Really quiet.
It was the kind of quiet that naturally set the group on edge for any possible ambush attacks as your traversed through the green and you all tried to keep your ears open for anything that would have given your invisible enemies away.
It was paranoia at it's finest.
But that was fine. You were fine. The group was fine. You all just had to be quiet for a little longer until you all reached the end of the forest and could breath a little better.
At least that's what you were telling yourself.
For a moment you could see a clearing, thinking it was the out- you remember how nice it was to finally some of the sunlight with the leaves and branches blocking it.
Letting your guard down for the fraction of a moment was admittedly your first mistake.
Your second mistake was not immediately whipping your shield over your head to block the blows when you heard the familiar twang of a bow string.
Multiple arrows hit your group all at once. Like an avalanche of piercing blows raining down upon your group. Most of them avoided getting hit- thankfully- and were quick to spring into action.
You saw Wild take a shot and you were sure that Warrior was shot as well but you were too preoccupied with the protruding sticks in your leg and shoulder blade to take account of any more injuries your boys may have sustained.
This wasn't ideal but you could still move and you could still fight. You had a potion in your bag that hung by your hip and you were prepared to take more damage now that the fight had commenced.
When the raining arrows dispersed, the group scattered to take down the approaching monsters.
You were no exception.
With your sword now in hand and shield properly equipped, you ran toward the first of the lizalfos that broke the tree line.
You cut it down as fast as your injuries would have allowed you and you spun around as a second one dashed by your side, hoping to cut in a blind spot.
For every monster that you felled, another came to take its place and it kept you stuck in one area, unable to disengage and help your friends as you heard struggle with their own hoard of monsters.
Suddenly a piercing, sharp and throbbing pain entered your hand and you drop your sword at the contact. You're forced to jump away from an opportunistic swing and you looking down to see how an arrow has gone completely through your hand.
Not only have you lost your sword, your main hand is out of the question as well and there's not much you can do to assist or fight back in this state. There's still two lizalfos in front of you and it's not hard to gather that they know you're vulnerable now.
It's not looking well for you.
Somehow, this massive roar, from a beast you've never heard before, thunders through the forest. It's close to you and you can hear it approaching.
The monstrous call sends the two lizalfos away from you and you take a breath before trying to find the quickest get away point to avoid getting any more hurt than you already are.
But then you see it.
The origin of the call and your feet freeze mid step.
It's massive and you have no idea what it is.
It has the body of a horse with black and white stripes colored all around it's whole being. It had arms like a man and a head like a lion's and it's coming right for you.
You start running away and somehow snap the arrow from your hand from the long side so only the flint head is left. It send another electrifying shock up your arm and you cry out from the pain. The pain is enough to nearly trip you over and from your periphery you see the beast raise it's arm and twirl a weapon from it's hand. It's spinning too fast for you to properly see what to is but it's also massive and looks heavy and he's about two seconds from throwing it in your direction.
You're forced to keep running.
"I need help!" You scream and take a sharp left to try and throw off his aim. It doesn't work from what you can hear behind you. "I'm gonna die!"
No one answers your call.
In fact, you don't see any of them anymore. If you paused for a moment and tried to hear past the blood pounding in your ears you know you'd probably hear them fighting. But you can't, so you don't and you feel the absolute horror of your situation dawn on you and freeze your veins.
"HELP!" You scream again, trying to take as many turns as you can.
You're getting tired.
"Someone help!"
Someone! Anyone!
The thundering gallops of the beast has stopped but you can still hear it's spinning weapon. Actually it sounds likes it's-
"LINK HELP ME!"
A rope hit the center of your body and the weights you thought you saw wrap around you in both directions, tying your arms and legs together roughly and tight enough that you know it's cut off circulation.
You feel a weight travel upwards before you hit the ground and can barely feel the hit on your head when it runs out of rope.
Your world goes black.
Wind
Wind was lucky enough to not get hit at all when the attack first came.
He sees Wild get back up and rip his arrow out of his torso and Warrior takes the arrow out of his tunic in a similar manner, not actually getting pierced by it.
Wind feels the adrenaline begin to kick in the second the monsters break the tree line.
Everyone scatters to take the creatures down and he’s no exception.
The monsters seem to be normal this time around and he’s glad. He takes a second to take a deep breath and scans the horizon trying to figure out exactly where everyone went.
Time and Twilight are close to each other, fighting nearly back to back as they takes down all the monsters around them in quick succession.
Legend and Hyrule are behind him, not fighting together but near enough where they’re in each others line of sight.
He doesn’t know where Wild went off to and he can’t see Warrior even if he hears him grit out his frustrations just beyond the tree line.
Sky and Four and also no where to be found and he has to stop what he’s doing when the next monsters jump at him.
Suddenly a new monster roars and it’s not one Wind is familiar with. He’s beginning to feel the nerves of the battle sink in and he hopes that the others have enough experience under their belt to deal with the new threat on the field because he doubts he can do anything about it.
“HELP!”
That’s you.
Wind glances over his shoulder and sees nothing. He gulps and tries to finish off the bokoblin as fast as he can to get to you. With a quick prayer, he hopes that the new creature isn’t anywhere near you and that this battle ends faster than usual.
“Someone help me!″ You cry again and Wind grits his teeth, striking the bokoblin as hard as he can. With a familiar cloud of purple smoke surrounding him, he dashes in your general direction.
“LINK HELP ME!”
Wind slows to stop despite his better judgment- completely being overtaken by the frozen fear in his veins.
You’re asking for him. He needs to help you. He doesn’t know where you are. He doesn’t know where to start. He doesn’t know how he’s going to do this.
He sees Wild dash off faster than what should be possible into the forest and somehow finds it within himself to follow him.
Hyrule and Legend are quick to follow the trail to where the monster has to be and pass him in no time.
What he sees freezes him a second time.
Wild on top of the monsters back- something that Wind has never seen before- you’re trapped and captured, completely wrapped up in rope and blood and there’s something- multiple somethings- sticking out of your body.
Legend doesn’t hesitate to break out of his funk first and blast the creature with his magic rod to hell and back.
Hyrule follows his lead and attacks the beast with a flaming spin attack, aiming for the monsters knees and underbelly.
But you’re not moving through all of this.
In fact, it looks like you’re not reacting at all.
You’re completely unconscious.
Wind takes a breath and grips the hilt of his sword tighter. He knows that you’re both young- but seeing you held up, bloody and wounded, like a flag over the monster’s weapon- makes him see- if only for a moment- how young you really are.
And he’s pissed.
Wind charges the monster without any second thought and goes for the same tactic that Hyrule had. Getting on his knees, he slides under the beast and cuts the entirety of the underbelly. With the four of them attacking the monster, Wind hopes that they can get you the help that you clearly need.
It still drags on though and Wind is in a bit of a loss at what to do make it end faster.
You’re bleeding.
You’re hurt.
You could be dying.
He couldn’t get to you in time.
He grits his teeth and attacks with more ferocity- as much ferocity that he can muster and tries to go as deep and damaging as he can.
He loses himself in the movements and the battle. He forgets about Wild- about Legend- about Hyrule- and when the monster finally dies- it catches him off guard.
But the universe seems to want to do him a favor.
He’s right under you and you fall on top of him and into his arms. He places you as gently as he can onto the forest floor and slips his blade under the ropes, snapping it upwards to cut them. With the pressure gone, he works on getting you out of there.
Hyrule at some point ends up next to him and takes out your multiple arrow shots, healing you as he goes.
But there’s more damage to undo than Hyrule is capable of healing.
Wind looks over you and tries to look over your person without moving your body wrong and injuring you further. He sees your bag and opens it, reaching his hand inside to pull out the potion you were saving.
He feels like he could cry but he’s not entirely sure what causing it.
Wind uncorks it and begins to administer the potion over your wounds just as Wild unleashes a fairy over you.
Both begin to work their magic and Legend takes it upon himself to pull Hyrule away before he passes out.
“What was that thing?” Wind blurts, watching you intensely for any change in your demeanor.
“A lynel.” Wild replies. “A strong one too. Are you hurt Wind?”
“No. I’m ok.” Wind clenches his hands against his pants.
After a minute of waiting, the fairy leaves, doing all that she can for you and heading the other way.
He can’t see the potion outwardly fix anything else and Hyrule’s magic has been tapped out.
They’ve used all that they can the heal you and yet you’re still not waking up.
Out of the corner of his eye he sees Legend pull Hyrule away from you entirely- trying to keep him from healing you further and risk passing out. It annoys Wind because he wants to see you be better but he takes one breath to calm the pounding in his ears and he can still hear the others fighting.
“Wind.” Wild says. “Stay with them, ok? Be with them when they wake up.”
“Alright.” Wind moves closer to your side and crushes your hair out of your face. “Go help the others. We’ll be here.”
Wild pauses but nods and ushers Legend and Hyrule away- leading them back into the fray to help the others with the last of the monsters.
Your clothes are bloody and caked and beginning to harder because of it.
But you groan.
Wind lets the tears fall from his face and collapses onto your chest.
“Link?” You ask and raise your hand to drop it onto the head of the person.
“I’m here.” Wind’s voice cracks but he doesn’t pay attention to it.
“Oh Wind...” You pat him. “Good. Good. You’re here. You came.”
Wind thinks to the amount of time he’s wasted just standing by in a panic but doesn’t let you know that.
“I came.”
“Everything hurts Wind.” You whimper. “Did I almost die?”
“Don’t say that.” He snaps. “You’re fine. Ok?”
“Ok.”
“Good.” He looks up at you. “You’re going to be ok. I promise”
“Ok.” You close your eyes and keep your hand on his shoulder. “I trust you.”
He’s gonna leave your side for a while.
Legend
Despite the monsters around them and the arrows that have pierced the group in multiple ways, Legend was sure that this wouldn’t last very long.
But then he hears the unmistakable roar of a lynel.
Which isn’t... ideal but nothing the group (or himself) hasn’t handled before.
It was a bit harder now but again- shouldn’t last long.
“I’m gonna die!”
Legend whips his head in your direction. The words to tell you to stop being dramatic right on the tip on his tongue until he realizes that he doesn’t see you.
Which means that you’re farther away than he thought.
Which means you’re also a lot louder than he thought.
Which means- well- you mean it.
Legend doesn’t think twice.
He kills the monster in front of him with a solid swing and b-lines toward you- fully intent on coming to your rescue.
“HELP!”
To his left he sees the lynel and stops dead in his tracks. He didn’t realize it was as close as it was, not can he figure out what happening exactly but-
“LINK HELP ME!”
It’s in the same direction the lynel went in.
The lynel is heading in your direction.
And you’re already in trouble.
Legend doesn’t hesitate to activate his peagsus boots and charges after the monster. The moment he catches up, he swings his blade deep into the beast’s side and watches in horror, as it turns to face him and holds your bloodied body up high and laughs.
Or at least the lynel equivalent to a laugh.
Guilt rips through Legend’s system and he’s forced to grit his teeth and bare it. Your hits look bad and he’s at fault for not reaching you sooner.
He trades his sword for his magic rod and fires everything he can at the monster, trying his hardest to both keep his distance and avoid hitting you.
It’s instantly not looking good.
Legend is tiring out quicker than he thought he would and the monster doesn’t look any worse off than when he started this song and dance.
Luckily, or maybe not so luckily, Wild comes charging in with his flame blade and spin attacks against its knees.
The lynel buckles for a moment and Legend takes a risk.
He fires at the monster’s paw where you’re being held and watches as the ropes around you catch the flame. You drop in seconds and Legend dashes to get you out of the way- not seeing or hearing Hyrule run up behind him and take his place in firing against the lynel.
Legend grabs you and drags you across the battle field, trying to shield you with his own body and hide you against the surrounding bushes so that the lynel doesn’t think of going after you again.
He reaches in your pocket where he know you stash your potions and prays that it’s there.
When he finds it, he doesn’t waste any time in getting to work its magic on you. He tries to take stock on your injuries. the arrow in your hand, your back and your leg. The massive hit on your head and the multiple cuts you’ve gained just by existing in this point in time and your previous fights.
Your clothes are a little singed thanks to him but the flame hadn’t actually touched you.
Legend breaths a sigh of relief.
One less thing to worry about.
He... doesn’t have any other potions and he wasn’t the one to carry the fairies this time around. There’s little else he can do on his own now. Hyrule can come can heal you and the idea kicks him into high gear.
He stands. “HYRULE!”
“WHAT?!” The Traveler snaps back.
“Heal them!” He may be begging a little in his voice. “This is bad!”
Hyrule pauses momentarily and jumps out of the way of the lynel’s back swing. “Take over.”
Legend nods and jumps back into the fight. Wild had been holding his own, somehow managing to get on the back of the beast and strike it where he couldn’t fight back. Unfortunately it moves the lynel to buck and kick wildly, not giving Legend any chance to get closer to attack without the risk of injuring himself in the process as well.
But he’s pretty tapped for magic as well...
Screw it.
It hurt you.
Nearly killed you.
It has to pay.
Legend takes his sword and spins it in his hand. He takes a steadying gulp of air and moves in.
At first it’s a lot of dodging flying limbs and simply nicking it where he can.
But Legend begins to get impatient and the monster doesn’t go down in the burning heap of flame and destruction Legend wants it to.
So he decides to take a page out of Wild’s book.
With a hard kick to the creature’s belly, Legend grabs a fist full of its mane and hoists himself on the side. Wild has done some damage on the monster’s back but it’s still fighting and doesn’t seem to be going down with that alone. Legend takes his sword on one hand angles it to properly plunge the blade between the lynel’s shoulder and neck.
He puts his whole weight onto it and nearly pushes Wild off of the monster in the process of trying to go as deep and damaging as he can.
He pulls it out and strikes it again in a similar manner.
And again and again.
And again.
And again.
It’s still not enough.
Legend roars himself as his rage and anger fully encompasses him.
He drops his blade off of the side of the beast- not intentionally- and grabs his magic rod once more.
His magic has replenished itself somewhat but it’s not enough- he knows this- he doesn’t care.
With a battle cry harsh enough to scare even the mightiest of warriors, he fires all that he can at the lynel’s head and doesn’t stop.
Soon- perhaps too soon for Legend’s anger to be satiated- the monster finally collapses for good and disappears into the familiar purple smoke.
Both Wild and Legend fall to the ground without the body to hold them any more, Wild with a little more fan fare than Legend.
With reason.
Legend sees you beyond the smoke and he can somewhat register Wild shaking his shoulder to get his attention and his attempts to get him back onto his feet but it’s all in vain.
Legend passes out.
Hyrule
“LINK HELP ME!”
Hyrule’s heart freezes in place and he whips around to where he hears the call.
It’s your voice, he knows it anywhere but it’s never been a source of panic for him. So this is new. You almost never use his name, their name, the name and in any other situation he would think of you trying to get the groups attention but-
He didn’t even think it was possible for you to sound like that.
So panicked and shrill, borderline a blood curdling scream followed by silence.
His blood goes cold and he thinks you’re calling for him... And he’s not there to help you...
He doesn’t know where you are or where to begin looking for you but he ditches the fight in front of him and sprints to where he can only assume you are. Hyrule tries to be as light on his feet as he can, pushing himself to the fastest he can be without tripping over himself and eating the dirt.
He reaches the clearing once again, where the attack started and gulps down as much air as he can manage.
He doesn’t see you.
Sheer unadulterated terror grips his whole body and he runs to where he thinks he saw you go.
He calls your name and takes a look around the clearing, trying to see through the trees and the foliage to no avail.
“No...” He whines and gulps again to clear his throat. “Where are you? Don’t do this to me, please.”
Hyrule takes off running again, trying to retrace their steps and get to where he thinks the tracks lead you but he’s not making a lot of progress.
There’s a second roar.
He heard the first one but he wasn’t in a position to do something about it until you called for him. It’s his only hint and he runs toward the sound without thinking ahead if only to help you in your time of need.
Hyrule breaks through the tree line and nearly runs face first into the side of the weirdest colored lynel he’s ever seen. He takes only one second to compose himself before he charges up his magic and unleashes his fire spell, spinning against the beast and cutting into it as much as he can.
In the time it takes for the spell to die out, Hyrule can here Wild join the fray and see him just beyond his flying hair line, as he jumps on top of the beast and begins hacking away.
“This from your Hyrule?” He yells up at his companion.
“One of the strongest there is!” Wild yells back. He screams your name a second later and pulls at the beasts mane in fury. “It has them! They’re unconscious! Oh my god, that’s a lot of blood...”
Hyrule blinks and runs around the beast, avoiding all the flying hooves as it attempts to buck Wild off of it’s back.
He almost sobs when he sees you.
You look awful.
There’s a unmistakable arrow through your hand, one in your back and one in your leg and your back is covered in blood. By the looks of it your hands are beginning to turn purple and the ropes appear to be strangling every inch against you.
You are also, very much unconscious.
He missed it. He didn’t to you on time.
BUT he can still get you out- he can still heal you- he just needs to get you away.
He takes a few steps backs, doing all that he can to aim this right if the monster would stop moving for just a second.
Out of the corner of his eye, just as he launches the astral sword, he sees it.
A shadow.
His sword flies through the air and impales the beast in the wrist that holds you captive but it’s not enough to let you go. Granted, Hyrule’s a little glad that it didn’t since he only now realizes that if you were to fall, there’s no one to pull you out of the way and away from the hooves.
But the grip loosens somewhat and you’re beginning to be lowered to the ground without the monsters consent.
It’s a start.
The shadow for its part rushes forward and past him, sinking into the massive shadow of the beast. Nothing appears on it’s back where Wild hold on with wild abandon but it shows on its back on the forest floor.
Hyrule runs toward you, and manages to get a grip on the ropes around you before your ripped away with the monster’s backswing.
The momentum knocks him off of his feet and he watches as Legend comes up next to him at fires his magic rod at the monster’s head.
He sees the shadow get up, as if it was riding the lynel and takes a long and thin line, ramming it into the lynel head’s shadow. The beast howls and yells as if the injury was real and Wild is finally forced to jump off as well unless he was taken down as well. In its agony, the beast lets go of the the ropes holding you and you flop uselessly on the ground where you land.
With his heart in his throat, Hyrule runs toward you, grips your shoulder and tries to pull you away from the beast and the fight.
He can see it, the shadow, fighting where the monster cannot reach.
Legend and Wild are quick to join him, letting the lynel deal with the problem on its own and the three of them take care of your injuries. Wild is quick to deal with the multiple arrows while Legend cuts off the rope restraints around you.
Hyrule doesn’t know where they planned on taking you- but he’s never known monsters outside of his Hyrule to try and take captives.
He can’t fathom why they would want you.
As soon as Legend gets all the ropes cut they scramble to get the pressure off of you and Hyrule doesn’t hesitate to let the flow of magic go through him.
Between his astral sword and his flame attack, he’s beginning to feel a little drained but he can’t afford to let himself slip. He can feel the multiple cracks and dents and damage done to your skull from the hit it had taken and he’s afraid of what it might mean when you wake up... if you wake up... please please please wake up...
Hyrule gets jolted back to reality when he feel Legend’s hand on shoulder, violently shaking him. It was enough that it startled him into stopping the spell and Hyrule’s head clears a little. “Wild has a fairy- slow down.”
“I have to-” He gulps and tries to get the flow of magic going again. “I have to make sure they’re ok. They got hurt so bad Legend- I can’t-”
“But don’t kill yourself trying to fix them! We still need you too!” Legend shakes him again and pulls him away, creating the window Wild needed to take over and uncork the fairy bottle.
Hyrule whines and he barely registers your name leave his leaves.
The sounds of battle continue in the distance and the trio (well, Legend and Wild) are reminded that there still monsters about and friends that could very well also need help.
“Hyrule, get them out of here.” Legend stands and grips his sword in his hand. “And no more magic. Just wait for us to finish and get them to some place safe.”
“Ok.” He gulps and he gently tries to place his hands under your head.
Hyrule moves slowly and unsurely. His head feels light and he knows he may have over did it. He tries not to let Wild or Legend see it but if he’s being honest with himself then he can say that Legend can read him like an open book and he’s a horrible actor.
He tries to stand and misplaces his step but shoves Wild when he goes in to help him. With his other arm, he hooks your knees and picks you up with added help of his power bracelet.
He’s tired now.
“Got any idea of where I can go?”
Legend and Wild hiss and share a look. Hyrule turns around and sees the shadow hop away from the now dead body of the lynel before merging with his own. Hyrule’s heart stops momentarily before it points to the direction just beyond him.
He doesn’t saying anything and follows its lead, trying to get from his friends as fast as he can and into the safety that only distance can provide right now.
He’s never seen a shadow quite like this one before but if it’s concerned about your well being then he’ll let it slide for now. Maybe the others will know something about it when he asks them later?
Right now, he needs to not trip and pass out and he needs to take care of you.
He thinks he can manage that.
Sky
Sky didn't know what to think about the forest around him. It seemed to be just as the same as all the others but there was admittedly something in the air here and he didn't know how to make heads or tails of it.
Suddenly it all goes still and he's quick to pull his shield over his head and duck down. He hears some of his comrades cry from the unexpected shots that rain over them but he focuses on you and how you've been hit.
He doesn't have the time to register anything else before his muscle memory throws him into a fight and he's forced to strike any and all lizafos in his path.
He knows the group can hold their own, he knows that you can hold your own- so he's hoping that your hits were only minor.
He fights as he normally would and is pleasantly surprised by the ease of it. If only if it weren't for their sheer numbers that comes against them.
But then he hears the roar.
It takes a second to get past the initial panic of uncertainty- it's not a call from any monster from his Hyrule and there's nothing substantial that he can compare it to.
But he's traveling with this group for a while and he now knows what it is even if it's a little later than his instincts should have figured it out.
A lynel.
He take a large breath to replenish himself and turns around from the newest fallen monster.
Someone is going to have to go deal with it.
He hopes it's not him.
But then he hears you scream.
You're too far away to make out what you're saying but it's frantic and fearful.
Sky wastes no time in running in your direction and trying to make it to your side before anything happens to you.
"Someone help me!" He hears you cry.
He pushes himself faster.
"LINK HELP ME!"
He trips on a root.
Flashbacks take over his mind momentarily before he pushes himself up and begins to feel his heart pounding faster than any fight driven adrenaline could provide. He can't fail to save someone a second time.
His breathing is beginning to feel labored but he can't risk this.
Sky gulps whatever air he can afford to take and begins running.
The lynel from the before roars in victory just as Sky breaks through the tree line.
It's worse than he could have.
Not only did you clearly take multiple shots from the earlier strike but they've somehow captured you with a rope that looks too tight to be without consequence and as you swing from the motion of being picked up, Sky catches a glimpse of the back of your head, where one of the weights rests.
Blood.
Sky feels his hands clench and he raises the Master Sword skyward instinctively, calling upon the holy beam to fire it at the beast.
It does the damage but the beast doesn't go down.
Nor does it let you go.
Enraged and without much forethought, Sky charges and does not hesitate to strike when the beast is still trying to recover from the blow.
Sky strikes against the beast's back to keep on the ground for a moment longer before slicing off the hand that holds you. It falls to the ground with a subtle thump before the monster manages to snap beyond the pain and jump away from him.
The blood falls from the wound like a down pour and lynel roars again in pure anger and hatred, glaring directly at Sky for the audacity to strike against it.
Sky couldn't care less, in fact he welcomes it.
He's quick to jump over your body and place himself between you and monster, rage fueling him beyond every breath he takes.
The lynel jumps and reaches for its own sword now that it's been limited to one armed weapons.
Sky raises his blade skyward for another beam and watches in satisfaction as the beast fails to block it and takes the full damage.
Wild jumps into the fray and fires what he can at the lynel before turning to Sky. He takes a moment and pauses, glancing at the disembodied paw, the blood, the massively harmed lynel and eventually spots you as you lay on the forest floor.
"Get them the help they need." Sky snaps at Wild before he can question anything. "Leave this one to me."
"How did you even manage this?" Wild drops his bow and takes out a knife, cutting away the ropes that bind you.
"Holy blade."
The lynel roars again and stands to face Sky head on once more.
But it's injured before it can even try.
Legend and Hyrule come out of the woodwork and fire at it with all the magic they both can produce in a flurry of blows.
Sky can feel the beginning's of relief seep into his system and it alerts him to how tired and spent he really is- enough so that he knows that if he continues to push it, he might not be able to breath properly for a while.
But he can't bring himself to care, you're still hurt and the monster that caused it is still standing.
He can go on a little longer.
Just a little longer.
He grits his teeth and charges while the lynel is distracted, slicing across it's shoulder blade and using the momentum and purchase he finds when the blade gets caught on the bone to heave himself onto the monster's back.
The lynel can not longer stand and falls to its knees, weakened further more by Legend and Hyrule's efforts.
When Sky feels the lynel shift forward, he thrust the Master Sword in front of him and pierces it through the head, growling animalistically when he sees the blade come out the other side.
The monsters explodes in a familiar purple smoke and he braces himself as his feet hit the ground.
With a gulp, he holds his breath and runs back to you with Hyrule and Legend close by.
It appears that Wild had given you a potion (or three) and was trying to get you to slowly sit up. Arrows gone.
"Ow... My everything hurts." You sob and try to keep from moving.
Sky collapses next to you and lands harshly on his knees. "Oh thank Hylia you're alive."
"Hey Sky." You try and move your arms and eventually settle for entangling your finger into the back of your head. "Oh, ok, ouch, that's worse. What happened? What was that thing?"
"Lynel." Hyrule moves to your other side and lets his magic flow through his fingers. "The big horse like cat thing? We call them lynels. Tough to fight and to beat. They are typically to be avoided."
You sigh in relief from his healing spell and Sky narrowly avoids doing the same thing.
"I hate them." You mutter
Sky coughs up a laugh and tries to hide from the others how much he's actually spent- you need more attention right now. "We all do."
"Is it dead?"
"Sky made sure of it." Legend juts his thumb in his direction and the way you blink and look his way, makes Sky feel more bashful than he should.
"But it was huge!"
"Well Sky was pissed so safe to say it didn't matter."
"Legend." He says in warning.
"You know I'm right." Legend smirks.
"Are there still monsters?" You sit up fully now and shake some of limb free from whatever you must be feeling.
"Technically " Wild hisses. "But you're done. Hyrule, Legend, let's go get the others. Sky, make sure they don't go back in the fight."
The you're no good to fight either does not go unnoticed in Sky's eyes.
"Fine." He spits and sits a little closer to you.
The other three run off back into the forest and away from the two of you.
"I'm sorry." Sky blurts.
"For what?" You tilt your head. "You killed the thing, right?"
"Yeah but-"
"Then there's nothing else to do."
"I didn't- I wasn't fast enough." Sky bite his lip and turns his head to look the trees instead of into your eyes. "This could have been avoided entirely."
"No offence but I doubt that." You roll your eyes and rest your head on his shoulder.
Sky stiffens at the contact and chances a glance in your direction.
"I'm tired."
"Time will kill us if he finds us both asleep." Sky mutters, even if the idea is really tempting right now.
"I think we've earned it." You reply. "Time can bite me. I like... almost died... I think I should nap time compensation."
Sky wraps his arm around you before he can chicken out and tries not to think to much on your second sentence. "You sleep then. I'll keep a look out for more monsters."
"You'll protect me?"
"With my life."
Time
Time was quick to pull out his sword and shield, taking refuge behind it as the arrows rained down upon him and the group.
He saw Wild take a shot in his side and he heard Warrior curse under breath as he drew out his own weapons.
Time took a breath and charge at the first monster who was brave enough to show its face. He trusts the boys to take care of the hoard as they approach and continues to fight. Somehow, the group disperses and they're not back to back anymore.
He's not sure if it's a good or bad thing just yet.
Somewhere in the distance he hears you shout and out of concern, Time buys himself enough to look behind him by kicking the monster in front of him in the chest and sends him flying.
Time doesn't see you.
Time grits his teeth and tries to finish the beast in front of him as fast as he can because that cry... did not sound good.
Time hears a thunderous roar and feel his blood go cold.
It's not native to his time or Hyrule but he's seen one from his time on this journey, he can recognize it now, and he knows this is trouble.
A lynel.
He turns to try and find where it's coming from but there's too many lizalfos and bokoblins for him to deal with before he can go anywhere else.
His blood in pounding in his ears and it's hard for him to hear anything beside it and his own laboring breaths.
He can hear the creature arrive in the middle of battle, sees it in his periphery and he tries his hardest to disengage to go deal with the higher threat.
"HELP!"
It's you.
Time's heart plummets and he runs from his fight into your direction, hoping to get there in time.
But he doesn't know where you are and the monsters are still running rampant.
"LINK HELP ME!"
Ice is dunked over him and there no way to prepare his for the absolute terror that courses through his veins when he hears your voice nearly tear your throat apart. It's enough of a shock that he actually comes to a dead stop not willing to accept the reality of what just happened.
He's never heard you scream like that.
Not to mention that you're calling him and are crying for him to come to your rescue. He can't fail you.
He run, sprints and tackles anything that tries to get in his way. He sees the lynel throw its weapon and turns his head just in time for it make contact with you.
It wraps around you in a practiced and fluid motion and he can see one of the weight hit you in the head.
You fall and lynel runs toward you, picks you up by the rope and holds your now unconscious body up in the air like a trophy before it turns around to run away.
"NO!" Time gives chase and shoots the beast by its knees to get its attention. "GIVE THEM BACK!"
The lynel doesn't seem to be at all effected by the shots but it does turn around to see what the deal is.
Time keeps running toward it. He's not entirely sure how he's going to take this behemoth down but it has you, has hurt you and now it has to pay.
Again, not that he has any idea of how to do that.
Luckily, he's not the only one who heard your call and Wild wastes no time on jumping on top of the monster and begin attacking it from behind. Time's sure that Twilight would have something to say about that later but he'll let the cub have this one if he succeeds.
Hyrule and Legend come out of the woodwork nearly at the same time, each firing their respected types of magic at the beast.
Time's heart plummets again when they come close to hitting you.
"CAREFUL!" He shouts without any restraint in his voice.
Time is terrified for you and admittedly... he's a bit at loss at what to do.
But he refuses to stand by and do nothing.
With Wild and Legend attacking what they can, Time follows Hyrule example by taking out his sword and begins hacking away at the beast.
He trying to avoid anything having to do with your side and even slides under the beast with his blade held high, slicing the entire underside of the creature.
This one is stronger than Time remembers them being and only vaguely recalls when Wild mentioned about their colors having meaning. All he knows is that he needs to get you out of here and fast.
The window of opportunity opens just a sliver and Time forces his hands in to rip it open all the way.
The lynel refuses to let go of you even as it's fighting against the boys and trying to trample Time as he thinks.
In one solid movement he arcs his sword behind you as you swing down and he cuts the lynel's hand up to the wrist. The beast lets you go out of shock and Time dives toward you as you fall.
He catches you and rolls, crying in anguish when he gets a bruising kick to his back.
Even if he's almost certain that his back should have been broken by that kick, he rolls away from the fight even more, fighting the weights off of you to free you from the ropes.
"Are they ok?" Hyrule shouts from the sidelines.
"NO!" He shouts back without much thought, focusing more on how the blood, your blood covers almost the entirety of your back and how your hands have begun to turn a little purple.
"Head injury and circulation has been cut off from multiple limbs! Three separate arrows in their back, leg and hand." Time shouts and tosses his weapon to the side. He takes out his last fairy and uncorks the bottle, letting fly over you and begins to work on taking out the arrow while you're unconscious, only marginally hoping you won't wake in the middle of it if only to avoid the pain.
He's more than upset with himself.
Not only is your life in danger right now and he can't immediately fix the problem, but he didn't even know you got hit in the initial contact. Time begins to blame himself even if he knows it's stupid and tries to project his feels to the real culprits.
You don't appear to be waking up any time soon and Time feels an all encompassing rage descend over him.
He stands and picks up his weapon, turning to the beast as the boys are begin being flung away from it.
He moves his arm in a circle, trying to loosen up his muscles before he attacks.
He takes a breath.
And he charges.
He manages to get in the monsters blind spot and impales his blade deep with its side.
The lynel roars and turns to face him, but Time keeps his grip on his sword and is pulled in the spin instead. As the monster realizes that Time is still where he can't reach keep, it keep turning, jumping and bucking to get Time away from it but he holds on.
As the beast tires itself out, Wild comes back and fires a well aimed arrow in the lynel's eyes and it bursts into a blue cloud and out of existence.
Time growls at the lack of action and instead throws his weapon at the nearest monster that comes through. It bursts into another cloud on impact and Time finds that it still doesn't quell his absolute rage.
"Link..." He hears you groan.
Time turns around and catches you attempting to sit up with Legend's and Hyrule's help. Hyrule has his spell flowing from his fingers over your form and you blink away what confusion you can.
"Where am I? What happened?" You place your hand to the back of your head and gulp. "Is everyone ok?"
Time sighs in relief, his anger almost dissipating on sight.
"Hold on. What's your name?" Legend places a hand on your shoulder.
You answer.
"How many fingers am I holding up?" Hyrule raises up three fingers.
"Se-seven." You frown and squint. "That's not right."
"No. No it's not." Hyrule sighs. "That's it for today then, right? They've got a pretty bad concussion. We need to keep them awake for a while. Arrow wounds seemed to have healed nicely though."
"Anyone have a potion?" Legend yells into the atmosphere.
"Some of us are still fighting!" Four shouts back.
"Help the others." Time says. "I'll get them out of here. I already used my fairy on them so anything else may have to wait."
"You already used a fairy?"
He nods.
"Time..." You look up at him. "Where were you?"
Your words strike him through the heart and he kneels next to you, trying not to look you in the eye and burst into tears.
"Time?"
He picks you up without another word and nods towards Hyrule and Legend.
They take the hint and run back towards whatever fighting is still happening.
"Are you ok?" You place a hand against Time's cheek. "I thought I heard you but you were really far away."
"I'm fine." Time answers, gripping you a little tighter against him.
He's not fine.
But he's gong to make this up to you. He swears it.
Four
Four was stuck in his own head when the attack happened.
He was lucky enough that he only received a quick cut to his cheek before his instincts kicked in and pulled his shield over his head.
He heard multiple people around him grunt but was immediately throw across the field by a lizalfos kick to his chest.
Four pulls his sword from behind him and wasted not time to strike back.
There was no more time or opportunity to even think as he was quickly swarmed by the hoard of monsters. Four has at least four monsters in top of him, trying to knock him down to size and keep him on the ground but Four wasn't going to go down so easily.
Wind comes up from the side and knocks two of them down from behind, giving him a quick wink as he rushes to fight against the bokoblins that have entered the scene.
Delighted by the help, Four does a spin attack to knock the other two down when he hears something that makes his blood go cold.
A roar.
A monstrous being has now entered the battlefield and Four hopes that he can help knock out the lesser monster while the others take on the lynel.
Four makes the executive decision to leave it to the more experienced of the group to take care of it. He can work on lessening the numbers so that they can concentrate on the larger one.
But then he hears something that makes his blood go cold.
"Someone help me!"
It's you.
You're panicking.
You're in trouble.
Four takes a breath and moves his head around his immediate area. He tries to calm his heart before he all but spirals into a panic so that he could properly help you.
Where are you?
"LINK HELP ME!"
What was once ice turns to stone in his veins instead before he dashes in your direction.
Forget the monsters right now.
You need help.
You called for him.
All previous thought of taking this with well calculated decisions vanishes out of the proverbial window.
Any thought of taking calmly has gone out the proverbial window.
It's just the thought of you in danger, waiting on him to rescue you.
His coarse takes him right in the path of the lynel.
He sees you, captured and held high like some victory trophy and absolutely coated in what can only be your own blood.
Four makes the downright stupid decision with all wild abandon to throw his sword as hard as he can at the monsters face.
It makes contact and sinks deep.
But it doesn't kill the creature.
When the creature doesn't let go of you either, Four is nearly shaking with the amount of restrained fury he has yet to release.
While the beast in injured, he sees Wild come up from the tree line and fire multiple shots right where his sword is, making hit after hit and the creature jumps back-
Right into Hyrule and his flaming spin attack.
Four runs toward the lynel, no longer caring for his own safety and ignoring how he doesn't have another weapon out.
The one thing he does have though is his favorite pocket knife- so he decides once again to make a very stupid choice.
Time will have an aneurysm should he ever learn about this.
Four jumps from the creature's knee when it dips down and grips onto the mane to hoist himself up. In one swift movement, even as the creature has gone blind at this point and is constantly taking damage from both other boys, Four pulls his legs up and wraps them around the arm of the beast and climb up to where it's holding you.
He grips the rope with one hand and holds his knife with the other and begin to work his way through the material.
It takes a few panicked seconds but the rope is freed.
With one end still being held by the lynel, it spins you around until you hit the ground with a dull thud. Four drops after you as soon as he sees you're freed and manages to catch you somewhat from hitting the ground at full force- even if his plan was to use his body as a pillow.
His arms wrap around you instantly and together he rolls you away from the fight and away from the lynel's trampling hooves.
He gulps when he lets go of you, taking quick inventory over your injuries.
He's quick to reach into your pocket and pull out the healing potion he knows you have and opens it. Legend runs toward the two of you with a fairy in a bottle and tosses it in Four's direction.
The lynel is still standing to the side and Legend nods to Four before activating his pegasus boots and runs to help slay the monster.
Four takes out your arrows and lets the fairy go to heal your wounds in whatever way she can. He moves over and picks up your head when the fairy moves away, placing it into his lap and opens your mouth with his thumb on your chin.
Slowly, he pours the potion, being as careful as his shaking hands will allow to not choke you with it.
He feels stunned.
You were always on top of everything.
Always coming to their aid instead and always seeming to know what to do next. It's something he's always loved about you.
But the one time you need him them, where were they?
How did he they let you get so hurt?
"Am I dead?" You groan and Four will ever deny crying when you look up at him. "Oh, hi Four... did we die?"
He snorts, it's wet a little unbecoming of him but he doesn't care. "No, but you gave it your best shot."
"Huh..." You shift and are immediately met with all the injuries that haven't been healed yet. "OH! Oh no! Not dead! Defiantly not dead! I'm in too much pain to be dead!"
"I'm sorry." Four says out of habit.
"Not your fault." You groan and roll off of him. "Is the thing dead?"
Four looks up and sees that yes, in the time that he tending to you the trio had managed to kill the lynel.
"Yes."
"Good."
Wild then runs up to you both with a very familiar sword in his hand. "This is yours I believe."
Four stands and takes it before something can happen to the resident Champion. "Thank you."
"You have quite the arm." He comments. "That went deep."
"Four's super strong." You say in your pained delirium. "Like SUPER super strong. I bet he can pick you up."
"Ok, we need to get you out of here." Wild fights the smile that threatens to appear when Four blushes..
"Please." You whimper.
Four takes pity on you and picks you up as gently as he can manage. "The others are still fighting..."
"I'll let them know where you went." Wild winks and dashes off to finish the last of the monsters.
"Four?" You gulps and try to get as comfortable as you can. "Thank you."
"Every time. I promise."
Twilight
Twilight had a suspicion that something was going to happen the minute the forest had stilled of natural sound.
He gripped his sword and held his shield at the ready just in case.
A part of him felt a little silly but he knew better than to ignore the gut feeling. It came with his heightened senses and he wasn't about to toss away hard earned lessons because of falsified paranoia.
The attack came as he knew it would and he was quick to put his shield over his head, pulling Wind under him as well to avoid the barrage of arrows. Some of the others weren’t so lucky, he knew instantly by their calls of distress but was forced to fight the minute the monsters stepped into the light. There was no way for him to check how badly the others would have been hurt except for when he would eventually pass them on the battle field.
He lost himself in the motions- muscle memory doing most of the work in his case as he took down every lizalfos and bokoblin in his path.
Then he hears it.
The mistakable roar of a lynel.
He groans at the very thought of it. With more theatrics than he’s willing to admit, Twilight cuts down the monster in front of him and makes turns around to go fight the beast, leaving the lesser monsters to be dealt with by the group.
“I’m gonna die!” He hears you scream.
His heart stops and what was once a brisk jog turns into a full out sprint in your direction.
“HELP!” Your voice picks up in intensity and Twilight urges himself to go faster, to meet you before the beast can.
Twilight jumps over a line of bushes just in time to see you run down the trail- blood already trailing down your back and dripping off of your hand.
He sees the lynel stop for a moment before releasing its weapon.
“LINK HELP ME!”
It makes contact and it stops you in your tracks, capturing your limbs together and causing you to fall. He runs over to in tandem with the monster but he’s not fast enough to catch the lynel while in full gallop.
While a scream tears through his throat, Twilight wishes momentarily that you were sticking near Epona at the start of all this (and therefore him) instead but he gives chase without much thought in any sort of plan to save you.
With a quick whistle he calls for his horse and she comes running without any hesitation. Twilight sets himself up during the run and jumps on Epona’s back. He’s quick to move and direct her after the monster and pull out his bow in favor of his sword.
His shots cause the monster to roar once more in fury and it stops to face the upcoming opponent.
Twilight growls with just as much intensity and keep firing, urging Epona to run around the beast, in a circle to avoid any full on hits.
The lynel takes the blows with little thought and steps back, dropping you the process and charges at Twilight.
He’s not quick enough to get out of the way and is forced to jump off of Epona less she fall on top of him and crush him.
Epona does take the brunt hit of it and does in fact fall over. Twilight gets to his feet as fast as he can and takes his sword out again. While it takes a moment to breath from colliding into another creature, Twilight asses the damage.
Epona for her part gets up and dashes quickly off to the side and away from the monster. He knows that she’s hurt but with the lynel turning around to face him, and Twilight does not miss the way the lynel glances at you in the process, he doesn’t have time to go and check on her.
Instead he jumps in front of you and swings his blade with all his might at the offending creature as it makes it way over to you.
It howls in angers and does so once more when Legend comes flying in through the foliage and blasts the beast directly in its face with his magic rod.
It gives Twilight a window of opportunity and a bit of breathing room now that the lynel has changed targets... for now.
He spins on his heel and kneels by your side, cutting into the ropes that surround you and tear them away from your body. He gulps a bit at the multitude of arrows that protrude from your flesh and he idly wonders if it was from the first attack or from the battle field.
The lynel throws Legend off of it and Twilight turns around once more to charge at the monster, using his own momentum against it to jump on its back as he stabs as his blade as deep as he can manage into the beast. The monster roars once more and begins to buck with Twilight holding on by the hilt of his blade and the mane of its fur.
This is a familiar sensation to Twilight and he moves his body to compensate for the added motion to stay on.
From on top of the beast, he sees Hyrule and Wild join the fray and grins as feral as he’s willing to show as back arrives.
Wild is quick to follow his lead and jumps next to him as the monster bucks and also begins to whack the beast. Twilight manages to pull his blade out and repeats his earlier motion, urging his sword with all of his strength to go deeper and do more damage.
Luckily, Hyrule has spotted you and has rushed to your aid with Legend on his heels while the lynel is being handled.
Wild chitters angrily at the fact that lynel still stands and he hops off to begin firing as many explosive arrows as he can at the beast.
Never mind that Twilight is still there.
But he’s a good shot and Twilight focuses on staying on top and keeping his blade within the monster as it jumps back and back and it eventually cornered by a small cliff side.
For one moment everything stills, from either the creature tiring itself out or from Wild running out of bomb arrows but Twilight takes the moment for what it is and once again pulls his blade out.
With one final push, he plunges it back into the monster at a higher spot and feels only marginally satiated when he see the tip peak out on the other side of the lynel’s face.
It disappears into the typical purple cloud and Twilight narrowly misses a sharp rock on the way down. Wild runs to him and gives him a hand.
“Were you trying to blow me off?” He raises an eyebrow at the younger hero as he catches his breath.
“You stayed on didn’t you?” Wild pats him on the shoulder and gives him a once over. “You’re fine.”
“They’re not.” Twilight looks in your direction and runs over.
Luckily, Epona stands over you as well, relatively unharmed except for the few scratches on her side. Twilight sighs in relief at the sight of his horse still standing tall. He’ll have to go easy on her for a few days, maybe a few weeks but she’ll just fine after some tender loving care.
You on the other hand...
You groan and finally open your eyes by the time he reaches you. “I did not do so great that time.”
“Well at least you’re not dead.” Legend rolls his eyes and helps you sit up properly.
“What happened to...” You pause and look up at Twilight, concern and horror filtering over your face. “What one earth happened to you?”
He blinks and furrows his eyebrows.
Then he looks down.
His pants are coated in the monster’s blood and it’s traveled all the way up to his naval- but that’s not what it looks like.
“Rancher, were you pissing blood or something?” Legend stares at him in the same amount- if not than a little more- horror as you were.
“Twilight...” You start and frown, only now looking between them all with a little more clarity in your eyes. “Did that thing cut off your-”
“It’s not my blood!” He’s quick to reassure you. “Not my blood.”
“Twilight took a lot of stabs to the creatures back.” Wild answers for him. “Since he was riding it then it drips onto the pants.”
“It does look like he needs to be checked though.” Hyrule bit his lip. “Are you alright?”
“A bit winded but more or less unharmed. You?” He wipes the sweat from his brow and tries to ignore the way his pants are beginning to dry.
“More or less the same.”
“Everything hurts.” You groan and flop back onto the earth.
Twilight smiles slightly at the sight and takes a large calming breath. You’re going to be ok.
Warrior
“LINK HELP ME!”
Warrior’s blood goes cold.
Multiple instances of fallen soldiers and allies alike flash over him a cold panic and his feet move before he even has the chance to register what he’s trying to do or where he’s even going.
There’s a recurring mantra in his head that circles around like sirens in the dead of night.
He can’t be late. He can’t fail. It all falls on him. He has to win. He has to save them. He can’t lose.
He’s forced to duck down in a flurry of rushing limbs and flying fabric when he nearly crashes into the monster head on.
Warrior doesn’t hesitate to raise his sword and slash the underbelly of the beast, still lost in the programming of muscle memory. He only comes back into hiself and the present when- after a few minutes of fighting this things without much damage being done to it- Wild comes from behind and fires as many arrows as he can in quick succession.
The surroundings clear up a little more and Warrior rolls out of the way to not be stomped on.
He looks up with wide eyes and forces to get back onto his feet.
He’s not back in the war. There’s no army or fallen soldiers that are gasping out their final breaths.
Until he looks up.
Warrior sucks in a breath when he finally registers your hanging form. You’re soaked in your own blood and there’s arrows sticking out of you that clearly couldn’t be dealt with at the time. Not to mention the ropes around you have been turning your hands and fingers purple.
Legend joins in the time he’s been stuck staring at you and has begun to fire as much magic as he can at the beast. “WAKE UP PRETTY BOY! WE’RE NOT DONE HERE!”
Warrior snaps back into action- the anger that dripping into his system slowly gets him worked up into a frenzy. At first he merely attacks like he would any other monster because he doesn’t want to believe that you’ve been bested by this creature. Nor the possibility that you’re injured beyond repair. But the more he attacks and the more he’s focused on trying not to injure you further- he’s hitting harder, slashing deeper and aiming for any all vitals that he can reach.
Somehow, in his rage, he’s managed to get him under the lynel and spins his blade to slice the legs as many times as he can before the beast is forced to fall from the damage.
Warrior is so lost in himself that he never noticed Hyrule arrive and successfully get you away from the lynel.
Legend breaks away to help Hyrule with getting the rope and arrows away from your body- leaving the stronger lynel with Wild and Warrior.
While the two of them get to work their magic on healing you, Warrior notices belatedly that there’s more free space to work with when fighting so he takes advantage of that.
But he miscalculates.
In one false move that Warrior tries to duck away from, a rogue hoof comes up when the creature tries to stand again and it nicks Warrior right above his eye, sending him flying away form the beast.
Warrior ignores the blood that’s pouring into his eye and gets up nearly as quickly as he went down.
Wild for his part has noticed the change in energy and has jumped away from the lynel to settle for more ranged attacks... And to get away from Warrior...
Warrior rams his blade into the monster, tilting it upward to slice as high as he can reach into its massive neck.
The lynel has weakened to the point where lifting its limbs has become a tedious and strenuous task.
Warrior takes advantage of this.
He does not notice Wild leave him either until the lynel disappears in a violent explosion of purple smoke.
He stands there, chest heaving and arms trembling- the weight of his rage and adrenaline leaving him stunned when the object of his aggressions is gone. He snaps his head up in a violent fashion to see Wild, Legend and Hyrule stand over you, magic pouring over them in waves.
He runs to you and has to be restrained by Wild when he nearly runs all of you over. “How are they? How bad was it?”
“Are you ok?” Hyrule asks instead, just turning in time to see Warrior coated in not only the creature blood- but having his eyebrow swollen and red- his own blood weeping down the side of his face and into his tunic and scarf.
It’s uglier than he’s ever going suspect without a mirror.
“Are they dead?” Warrior asks again.
Hyrule turns his magic to Warrior standing up and making room for the soldier to take his place on the ground. “No, but they’re not waking up after a potion, a fairy and my magic.”
Warrior doesn’t think twice about kneeling on the dirt and takes your hand reflexively. “Do we have anything else?”
“They took a bad hit to the head, it’s all on them now.” Legend places a hand on Warrior’s shoulder and sighs.
There’s a moment of silence amongst the group, the sounds of the others fighting still nearby. “They’re going to need help. We’re not done here.”
Whatever relief Warrior might have felt at the new of your being stable is quickly dashed and once replaced by the need to rain absolute hell fire on the enemy.
“Someone needs to stay with them.” He finds himself saying.
“I will.” Hyrule gulps, letting the spell drop at last. “I think I’m tapped out my magic for a while anyway.”
“Then rest and don’t push yourself either friend.” Wild nods and runs off. “Take care.”
“Watch over them Traveler.” Warrior doesn’t look his way and grip his sword as tightly as his fists can manage. “We won’t be long.”
Legend and Hyrule share a look as Warrior runs after Wild searching the nearest monster to fall victim to his anger.
He can’t be late. He can’t fail. It all falls on him. He has to win. He has to save them. He can’t lose.
Wild
Wild growled, pushing himself up from the ground and ripping the arrow that had lodged itself into him out of his side.
He couldn’t feel it anyway- it was his scarred side.
With practiced ease, he takes out his bow and fires it at the first monster he sees. He knows that the others scatter as quickly as the monsters break through the tree line to take them down.
He searches for more numbers that aren’t being dealt with immediately.
Not seeing any, he runs for higher ground and jumps into the biggest tree in the area, striking at the bokoblins more so than the lizalfos.
Bokoblins are the easier enemy to deal with- he tells himself. Lizalfos have obnoxious armor that can be difficult to get around- not to mention they’re smarter and faster. So the group will need to spend more of their attention on the lizards from hell than the easier enemy.
They’re annoying but Wild makes do.
But as he gets lost in the moment and the mission- he hears it.
A lynel has appeared on the battle field.
Being in the group long enough has allowed to learn that he’s only one of few that know what it is and how to deal with it.
He steels himself and jumps down from the tree- eager to get rid of the threat and help his friend through the thick of it.
“I need help! I’m gonna die!” Wild’s head snaps to the left, just barely seeing the lynel run in the same direction of your voice.
Wild’s voice gets caught in his throat and he sprints as quickly as he can after it.
It can’t get to you. There’s no way the universe would allow this to happen. He can’t let that happen.
“HELP!” He hears you cry again.
It’s once again to his left and runs toward you instead of the lynel, not even bothering to try and hide the absolute panic on his face.
“Someone help!” You yell and he’s too focused on honing in on where you are exactly to even worry about where the lynel is in comparison.
He ends up somewhere in the middle, you to his left and the lynel to his right.
He see the whole thing happen- not even registering the power level of this particular monster when he sees it.
The lynel stops and lines up its shot
“LINK HELP ME!”
It lets go and you collapse onto the forest floor, blood slowly beginning to pool by the back of your head. He didn’t even get the chance to answer you- you’re out before you can even see him there.
But the lynel still charges forward and Wild knows he can’t let it get to you regardless.
He runs toward you- not where near as quickly as the lynel but he shoots his trusty bomb arrow at its feet before it can get to you- watching in twisted satisfaction when the monster is instead flipped over you and lands directly on its back on the other side of the clearing.
He runs to you, looking over his shoulder to see the lynel jump to its feet again, now raging at a different level than before. He takes a short sword out of the shiekah slate and cuts the ropes around you, using the bomb rune to blast the creature again when it tries to run back over to you.
The blast doesn’t send the monster very far like the first one but it still buys Wild enough time to get the last of the ropes off of you and pick you up.
Legend comes in from he side lines and fires at the beast like there’s no tomorrow. Wild’s psyche breaths a quick sigh of relief at the appearance of back up and he tries to find a decent place to put you as he goes to deal with the monster.
It’s only when he’s putting you down- hidden behind some bushes and branches, does he see your other wounds- the arrows and he almost sobs at the sight. He thought it was just the hit from the lynel but you’re losing more blood than he thinks he can keep up with. Wild takes out the fairy and unleashes her, whispering to her to check your head first while he deal with the the arrows.
He doesn’t know if she can understand him as much as the koroks do (it wasn’t a fairy from his Hyrule) but he sees that she somewhat understands. He takes care of the one through your hand first and worries about splinters for a moment before someone smacks his hand away.
“How about you go help Legend?” Hyrule doesn’t snap but it’s not necessarily a friendly tone at the moment. “I’ll take care of them but Legend can’t fight that thing on his own.”
Wild looks up and belatedly sees Legend try to dodge the strikes of the high level lynel instead of actually hitting the monster.
Wild takes one more look at you and your blood on his hands and nods to Hyrule. He doesn’t hesitate to run toward the monster and jumps on its back as its distracted.
He holds on by its mane and takes out his frost blade freezing it in place before unleashing as many blows as he can get with his knights claymore.
Legend however, somehow misses the memo and fires his fire rod at the lynel- getting rid of the effect of his own blade.
Wild doesn’t pay too much attention to it.
He switches to his thunder blade and strikes the beast right behind its head.
The shock knocks him off of its back and he lands harshly on his own back before shooting multiple bomb arrows at the monster. Legend goes for more ranged attacks when he sees the kind of artillery that Wild is unleashing on the monster and wants no part of it.
Wild gets his shots to strike the lynel in the face, going for more blood than he thinks the lynel even has- but all he knows is that the beast has to pay.
He stays close to the lynel, using as many flurry blows as he can get it, switching between the frost blade and his thunder blade as they both charge up and as many bombs as he can get going at once for the beast to fall.
He falls into a pattern and knows the monster very well after just two minutes of this. It’s from his Hyrule and Wild feels a small part of him shrivel in guilt at something from his world coming after you.
But that just means he’ll have the honors of getting rid of it.
Despite Wild’s obvious pattern of weapon switching and bomb usage, the lynel isn’t any wiser to his moves and continuously takes the damage that Wild is giving out- not even having the chance to strike the young hero.
Legend at some point in all of this has moved away from the battle entirely and has joined Hyrule in healing you, even if it’s only to shove a potion down your throat.
Wild gets lost in the motions, enough so that he even trips over himself and falls face first in the monster’s loot.
He grabs it out of habit before sprinting over to where he knows he hid you.
You’re just beginning to wake up.
“Link...” You call out. “Where did you go?”
Wild bite his lip and drops to his knees next to you, gripping your hand with shaking hands. He looks to Hyrule with a silent question.
“They’ll be ok.” He says in a quiet voice. “Took a bad hit to the head and the arrows could have been better but nothing vital was damaged and they should be ok with some rest and time.”
Wild nods and sighs with relief.
“Link...” You blink your eyes open and look around you. “Oh hey... Everything hurts.”
Legend snorts and crosses his arms. “It took a lot of magic to get you to this point again.”
“I’m not dead?”
“You gave it your best shot.” Hyrule shrugs with an awkward smile on his face. “But we love you too much to let you go like that.”
Wild chuckles quietly and feels the shakes travel from his hands to the rest of his body until he’s sure it looks like he’s vibrating instead. His whole nervous system is fried but you’re ok- you’re alive. Wild thinks he can cry.
“Cool. Cool. Thanks.” You sigh and rest your head against the forest floor again. “Glad I’m not dead.”
“We are too.” Wild laughs a bit louder and it’s wet and quiet but you hear it.
You smile in response.
“Wild here is especially happy about it. He pretty much took on the lynel all by himself.” Legend lets out a breath. “It was a tough one. What was wrong with t? Was it infected like the others?”
“No. Just strong.” Wild shakes his head and lets go of your hand to brush your hair gently away from your face. “It was my Hyrule- I’ve fought a few like those before.”
“Dang...”
“Lynel...” You try the word on your tongue like slow molasses flowing through a jar. “I hate them.”
“Yeah...” Wild laughs a little louder again, a little more genuine- adrenaline leaving his system and leaving him tired and drained. “We all do.”
You’re ok.
He’s ok.
It’s ok.
#linked universe#linkeduniverse#linked universe x reader#another long one folks#this could have been cutesy and nice#but my brain said no this is better#also hello hi Mr. Lynel#it's his first appearance#everybody say hi!
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Force's Disney Geek Master Theory: Why Twisted Wonderland Is Called Twisted Wonderland
We have all grown to know and love various Disney characters over the years, correct? Yet, I believe a lot of us can argue that not many characters have the same effect on us even as adults today as the Villains do within their respective movies. In the game Disney: Twisted Wonderland as we all know and love, the select boys to Overblot are supposed to have the "souls" of their Villain counterparts, right? But...why is it called "Twisted" Wonderland, then? The truth may lie within something that has been right in front of us all along, my friends: the meaning of a mirror. Ready to buckle in for this one? If so, then here we go!
We have seen all of these guys share character traits, looks, etc with their Disney counterparts, correct? Well, what if I were to tell you that things in terms of the "main" guys that we are supposed to pay attention to aren't exactly what they seem? This could be analyzed in a few different ways, honestly, yet the most prominent way is this: the differences in their personalities- they are reversed. Let us take this bit by bit, shall we?
Ah, yes. The Queen Of Hearts. The ranting, raging, bundle of red, black, and gold we all know and love. (or else heads would roll, I'm sure) One of the things that everybody knows about her is that she's extremely hellbent on the crazy rules that she makes up and is prone to anger honestly very easily. Yeah, you can connect that to Riddle- but think about it for a second. While that rage and the rule thing is still there, it isn't as prominent with him as it was with her, is it? With the Queen of Hearts, her whole "issue" was that she wished to make everybody listen to her and follow her every command- but Riddle was essentially always following the rules of another- not his own. This seemed to make Riddle a little more calm most of the time in terms of how he handled and oversaw things. It wasn't until he actually Overblotted that the "listen to me and only me" thing came out- buuuuuuttttttt I'll get to that part in a bit.
Next: Leona and Scar. While we honestly didn't get to see a lot of what went on behind the scenes in the Outlands in terms of how Scar even met the hyenas to begin with at all, one thing can honestly be said- Scar worked very hard to get where he was. I mean, it's not like you can get an entire pack of rabid, hungry hyenas onto your side in the course of a single day, or maybe even a week (especially as a lion, no less). No, something to that extreme takes careful planning, wording, and stringing along to ensure that nothing goes wrong along the way. The way Scar spoke to Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed made it seem as though he had known them for a looooonngggg time before this- that's where that behind the scenes planning comes in. And then...you have Leona. Leona, from what we can tell in Chapter 2, planned the idea for the "endgame" alright- but he didn't actually act upon any of the plan for himself. Ruggie did. Even in the Lion King, we see that Scar had no problems whatsoever getting his paws dirty a little within his own scheme to take his "rightful place" at the head of Pride Rock- but Leona quite honestly did not a thing once Ruggie was in motion. See where this is starting to head?
Azul and Ursula. Ursula, the Disney baddie queen of my heart Ursula, the Sea Witch. She was known all around the ocean floor for helping out poor little merfolk in secret, wasn't she? Yet, nobody ever really seemed to catch wind of the whole "her turning those who didn't quite fit the bill into polyps" thing, did they? That was one of the things that made her such a honest threat to Ariel herself- because Ursula was cunning. She did things behind the scenes, and sure- we could catch onto it out in the audience (annnddd maybe Sebastian and Flounder as well), but nobody else really seemed to, right? Azul is the complete opposite in this standpoint. He instills direct fear into his "workers" and those even beyond and within his dorm. Like- basically most knew that this dude was bad news to begin with. Azul, mostly, seemed to hide his cunning facade behind a fake yet still seemingly "soft and genuine" smile and act. But all in all, he didn't really attempt to "hide" anything- hell, he even proclaimed his entire plan of what everyone with those things on their heads were gonna do for him in the open! At least when Ursula sang as Vanessa, she was in an almost perfectly enclosed room with nobody else around.
Jamil and Jafar. This comparison here, given what occurs in the movie Aladdin, is honestly one of the biggest possible indicators of this reoccuring theme I shall clarify in a bit. Jafar, while being sneaky, was known for being a more "out there" Disney Villain in terms of his personality alongside that of his partner Iago in the film. He would smile in a sinister way, he would crack jokes out in the open, and let us not forget his crazed yet oddly interesting laughter. Jamil? He's the exact opposite. Given his past and what he has had to dealt with growing up with Kalim, he is much more reserved and barely releases a chuckle or cracks a smile at all. His personality is a lot more repressed than that of Jafar himself throughout the film. Jamil has been so used to having to hold himself back thanks to his parents in favor of Kalim's family, he doesn't seem to know how to "let go" whatsoever. Yet Jafar, while still maintaining that sneaky side of him as well, has no problems whatsoever letting a little hang loose whenever he so chooses to.
Vil and the Evil Queen. This one honestly may be a bit more self explanatory than the others- but the difference between these two is their expressions of themselves. The Evil Queen was the very first animated counted Disney Villain within Disney's history- yet, she barely had any lines throughout the film at all. Her ranges of expression were almost little to none thanks to the era in which the movie was released in- but she always looked like she was pissed, huh? Vil is the exact opposite of her in this sense. He is able to fully express himself through his various facial expressions, theatrical abilities, musical experiences, fashion style, and even how he behaves. Vil is able to do so much more than the Evil Queen did or could do within that time period, that it's almost a little staggering if you fully picture it.
Idia and Hades. Now, now. We haven't honestly seen too much of the flaming blue boy yet in TWST, but one thing is apparent here right off the bat- in terms of his personality? He is the exact opposite of Hades. Idia is much like Jamil but to a more "geek" degree- he's extremely introverted, shy, a bit snippy, yet mainly keeps to himself and his gaming tech. Hades is most often renowned as the Disney Villain with the most personality- and the best humor. Hades has no problem whatsoever being "out there" with his crazy puns, sassy remarks, anger, and even mocking behavior. I mean, please, guys- I haven't been this choked up since I got a hunk of moussaka caught in my throat!
Finally, Malleus and Maleficent. Ooooohoooooooo boy. We have to count out the live action movie Maleficent for this one (sorry horned queen fans). One thing that basically everybody even with their toe in the water in that of Disney movies kind of knows this fact- Maleficent is c r u el. She's got a bizarre set of dark powers and an even blacker heart than that. Hell, we basically had to "soften her up" a little bit in Maleficent thanks to just how seemingly irredeemable her character is in that of Sleeping Beauty. I mean, c'mon now- cursing an infant? And we get no explanation for that in the original? C'mon, now. Anyways, Malleus? As we all can tell by now, this dude is the compleeettteeeeeee opposite. Sure, he has those repressed bits here and there too, but it is evident that this dude has a heart crying out for the MC and it is big, bold, and golden to the core once you look past how he looks. He sent the MC a card for winter break, for crying out loud. Yeah, let me know the next time you see Maleficent do that smh.
Now, I have avoided using a certain word up until this point to see if anybody could catch on to what exactly is happening here. Did you figure it out? Reverse. The boys that either have Overblotted already or intend to Overblot soon stop holding out on us, Chapter 6 have had the exact opposite personalities compared to that of their Villain counterpart- until one prime point in their "character arcs". Their Overblot.
Riddle wished to have all bow before him and obey his rules.
Leona led his entire dorm into ruin and nearly sanded away the entire school in the process.
Azul let himself finally free of his personal shackles entirely and "took what was his".
Jamil finally let himself go and opened up more in his personality, almost seeming to be driven insane in the process.
Vil wanted to become the most beautiful one of all and would kill anyone within the way of that goal without any hesitation whatsoever.
The moment that the boys' Overblotted, that was the exact moment when the "soul" of their Disney Villain counterpart took control. Keeping that idea in mind, that should mean that this will happen in the upcoming chapters and their Overblots:
Idia will show off all of the personality, powers, and intelligence that he has been keeping down within this introverted self of his.
Malleus will become so broken by being left out and alone in the cold for the final time that he will turn into a completely cruel Fae and possibly nearly kill either the MC or the representation of Prince Philip within that Chapter in the process.
(Hello, my dear Readers! Guess who is trying to get back into her bigger pieces of writing? This gal right here~ feel free to drop a comment and tell me what you think of this theory- I'd love to hear your thoughts! 💕)
#twisted wonderland#disney twisted wonderland#disney#twistedwonderland#force talks#twst#force gushes#twisted wonderland theory#twst theory#disney villains#malleus draconia#idia shroud#vil schoenheit#jamil viper#azul ashengrotto#leona kingscholar#riddle rosehearts#maleficent#disney hades#evil queen#disney jafar#ursula#disney scar#queen of hearts
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hewwo! if you feel like it, may i please have hc's for the twst first years (or dorm leaders) hearing Yuu scream and rushing in to see them cornered by a giant spider? totally not replicating the situation i found myself in earlier today
My first request! Gogndkfnodomsjckdbc-
Dorm leaders (+ MC) VS spider
Warning: Maybe A bit OCC; (SFW)
Kalim Al-Asim
The moment you let out a scream of terror, him and Jamil were at your doorstep. Aaand after seeing that it was a giant spider Kalim now has to save you and Jamil, who's having a heart attack.
In all honesty, he was scared a bit himself. It's a giant spider. In your bathroom. Who wouldn't be terrified?!
Kalim's first instinct was, what we all do when we see a spider in our bathroom. Flush it. And there he goes summoning his unique magic-
So imagen a suprise of the dorm students, when there's a giant wave of water leaves the bathroom with you guys and a giant spider.
After the incident, Kalim has to comfort you and Jamil (therapists for both of you, that's for sure). This sunshine spends a whole week with you nonstop (literally), making sure there's no spiders around! I hope you ain't complaining about snuggles 24/7.
Vil Schoenheit
When he hears your scream of terror, first thing Vil thinks, it is his haters. (Or his overprotective fans...). Rushing into your room, like his life depends on it, Vil is prepared to take his hills off and fight.
But when he sees that it was mere a bit bigger then every spider, he was ready to slap you. He messed up his hair, clothes and for what?! Okay, he'll get rid of it, just stop screaming.
Vil isn't angry at you, don't get him wrong. He was just worried! Imagine you on his place!
He'll scold you a bit and probably will tease you about it for a few hours but Vil isn't judging.He knows that everyone are afraid of something. Be it a spider or death itself.
He'll make some more space in his tight schedule to visit you a bit longer then usual (don't get used to it. It's only going to last till you fully cool down).
Riddle Rosehearts
This guy right here had no idea he could go that fast. Riddle was running like one crazy Sonic after he heard you screaming in the garden. Running into one of the mazes many turns, where you were, he screams "OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!!!" to punish whoever decided to scary or harm you.
At first, he only saw you pushing yourself more and more into one of the many corners of the maze. He was so confused, he didn't even hear your shoutings about a giant spider for a second.
Once he realizes what was the problem, he immediately cools down and is there to help you. I mean he will ask you about the screams and all but he won't judge you.
Once the spider is gone, he'll take you with him to a private tea-party, so you could talk about it. Please don't scare him like that. Ever again. Ever.
Riddle will definitely add a rule about bringing spiders to his dorm that's for sure. Or spiders in general if you're that scared of them.
Leona Kingscholar
He didn't even realize what was happening. He was asleep and now he's here. Leona only knew that you screamed in terror in your room and his instincts acted on their own.
Once he was in your room ready to fight whoever was stupid enough to mess with you, Leona sees that there was no danger. Only a really big spider.
Oh? Herbivore wants his help? After you woken him up from his nap for this? Hmm, let him think... Okay he'll help just stop screaming like bloody murmured is happening here. (That mf will act like he's about to throw that spider at you though-).
After the spider is gone...oh boi. Be prepared as they say it. King of the teasers is going to rain hell fires upon you. Leona will tease you about it for a long time. Good luck.
Overall, he isn't angry at you or anything. He's just iterated that he had to wake up for this. Please understand him. That lion really thought you were in danger. You owe him a few cuddle session after you cool down though-
Malleus Draconia
Malleus was never this thankful that he could teleport. When he heard you screaming in your dorm, he was right there and then. Malleus was ready to burn anyone who was there to harm you.
Including spiders... Okay he'll just set this little fella free. He isn't making any fuss about it. Everything happens. Some students in his dorm are terrified of food (Lilia's food to be specific), so he isn't the one to judge you or make fun of you.
He will question your reaction later though. While you explain your issue with spider, Malleus takes mental notes about this.
No spiders around his dear human. That's going to be a problem, considering the fact that there's some in Diasomnia and routes he planned taking you to.
Don't worry. Now every time, before going anywhere with you, he searches the whole place for any kind of spiders. He'll offer his help whenever you're about to clean your dorm. Those spider combs must be really freaking you out.
Azul Ashengrotto
He was peacefully sitting in his office, filling in some papers. It was after time and he had nowhere to be. Leech twins are gone, You are waiting for him in the lounge screaming like someone's trying to mur- wait WHAT?
Swinging door open (almost breaking it down-), Azul is there with his staff raised like it's a baseball bat. Looking around, he only finds you and a...spider cornering you.
So...You know the 'UNACCEPTABLE' meme, with lemen head? Yep, that's him. He isn't a fan of those creaters either. The fact that there's one in his fine restaurant (and it scares you?! It gets crushed by his staff and is flushed in the nearest toilet)?! Oh no, he ain't taking it.
After that nightmare of yours is gone, Azul immediately calls Leech twins. This place get disinfected. Now.
Don't think he forgot about you though! He takes you to his office and sits you on the couch so you could cuddle and try to forget about this accident. (Sweet boy will make you some calming tea!)
After a few days of disinfecting whole lounge and Azul himself checks every corner to make sure there's no bugs or spiders left, Monsto lounge is finally open again.
Idia Shroud
He was outside trying to get back to his room as fast as possible ignoring everything and he's almost there! Just another turn and-
His thoughts were cut off by someone's scream. No, wait- Idia maybe shy, insecure and have social anxiety but when people that he loves are in danger, it all disappears.
Imagen his suprise when he was ready to defend you, with his life and he was met with you cowering away from a big spider. He isn't afraid of them so, Idia doesn't really get it. He let's the thing free through the mirror and sighs, looking at you. Why are you afraid? I mean yeah it's bigger then usual once but hey-
Taking you too his room, Idia grumbles and scolds you a bit ( immediately apologizes after). He isn't mad just confused. Shroud sometimes forget that people can be afraid of such simple things.
You're going to have a very long cuddling and playing sessions after that, I guarantee you that! And he might tease you (more like attempt to) about this small misunderstanding later. Though he blushes through the whole thing.
Note: Sorry for taking so long! Author has big things going on rn!
Note№2: you're still free to leave a request thought! I'll get to it whenever I can.
#twst#twisted wonderland#twst x yuu#twst x mc#twst x you#twst x reader#twst headcanons#twst dorm leaders#dorm leaders#riddle rosehearts#leona kingscholar#azul ashengrotto#kalim al asim#vil schoenheit#malleus draconia#idia shroud#otome game#twisted wonderland x reader#twisted wonderland x you#twisted wonderland x mc
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I absolutely love your fics!!! Thank you for sharing your talent with the world. If you're interested, do you think you could write a fic where Finn gets injured in a game against Tampa? O'Hara brothers ftw ♥️♥️♥️
Ohohohoho yes. It's 'missing your big brother so you write siblings' hours, and all of you are trapped in here with me. Combined with prompts for cubs hurt comfort/ poly love (@hi-im-phoenix) and distraction hurt/ comfort for AJ. Sorry about your manager <3 SW credit goes to @lumosinlove!
TW for bone inJuries
The crowd was roaring. Finn couldn’t catch his breath. His arm was on fire.
Something like a sob broke free in his chest, but he could do little more than hiccup in pain and fear from his place laying flat on his back atop the unforgiving ice. He couldn’t move his fingers. His elbow throbbed. Everything in between just hurt.
“—fuck is wrong with you?” an angry voice shouted, followed by a flash of blue and white shoving at the man whose late hit had left him suspended in shock. Finn didn’t know if it had been on purpose, but he didn’t really care anymore as a tear tracked down to his ear. He couldn’t pull his eyes away from the bright lights overhead.
A hand cradled one side of his jaw, warm and clammy on his cold skin. “Talk to me, mon amour, what’s wrong?”
“Lo,” he croaked, swallowing hard. “I’m okay. ‘m okay, promise. I’m okay.”
“Out of my way!” The blue and white blob pushed closer before kneeling next to him. A helmet hit the ice, followed by a glove; heavy hands settled on his shoulders, and the one on his face disappeared. “Finn? Finn, look at me.”
Finn’s chest hitched once, twice, hard. His head was pounding, and everything hurt. He may have been able to reassure Logan, but he had never been able to hide from his brother. “Alex.”
“Hey, buddy,” he soothed as Finn finally regained enough breath to gasp around his tears. “No, no, shhh. You’re gonna be just fine, yeah? Can you tell me what happened?”
“Hurts,” he choked out, squeezing his eyes shut. The pain had reached his shoulder and every movement was agony. “It hurts, it hurts—Alex, it hurts.”
“What hurts?”
He could hear people calling for medics. His friends, his family. But Alex stayed right there next to him, holding his good hand and brushing his tears away. “My arm,” Finn said, feeling as pathetic as he ever had. “Alex, it hurts so bad.”
“Can you wiggle your fingers for me?” Finn sobbed again as he shook his head and saw the encouraging smile slide of Alex’s face. “That’s alright, buddy, just take some deep breaths.”
“I don’t wanna be out,” Finn blubbered. “I gotta play.”
Alex gave his hand a light squeeze. “It’s not that bad, Fish. Deep breaths.”
He managed a handful—and admittedly felt a little better—but the alarms in his head were still blaring when Remus arrived with the medic, all but carrying him across the ice to get to Finn. He had a smudge of a bruise beneath his eye, but the worry creasing his brow overtook anything else. “I’m good, Loops,” Finn panted as the medic sat next to him. “Totally cool.”
“28, I’m going to need you to make some room,” the medic ordered. Fear spiked in Finn’s heart when he met Alex’s gaze, but he found only determination looking back.
“I’m not leaving,” Alex said simply.
The medic glanced down. “Can you stand?”
“I think so?” Finn said hesitantly, trying to get cool air back into his lungs. “It’s—I think I broke my arm. Everything else is okay.”
“What’s your pain level?”
“Eight. And a half,” he added. Alex frowned.
“Let’s get you off this ice, yeah?” The medic patted him gently on the shoulder. “O’Hara, can you get him up?”
“Keep that one close,” Alex murmured, sliding his arm under Finn’s shoulders. He clenched his teeth around a cry of pain as his bad arm was jostled, but Alex was strong and steady, and within a few seconds he was on his feet. “Easy does it, bud. I’ve got you.”
“Fucking shit,” Finn wheezed as he tried to close his hand. The fear and adrenaline had faded, but involuntary tears sprang to his eyes anyway. Alex held him upright without faltering despite his wobbly legs; they made it to the bench in a blur of movement that made Finn dizzy.
“We can take him from here,” the medic said to Alex.
“I’ll be fine,” Finn said, cutting him off just as he opened his mouth. “Go play. Your boys need you.”
Alex pressed his lips together in obvious frustration, but tapped their helmets together and skated back to his own bench. Finn let out a shaky breath and closed his eyes for a moment. “O’Hara?”
“I’m good,” he assured the medic.
“If you feel like you need to throw up, let me know.”
“No. No, I’m good. Just hurts.”
He caught a glimpse of the clock as they headed down the tunnel—ten minutes left in the period. Finn steeled himself for a long stretch of being alone in a medical room and tried to focus on something over than the unbearable heat and throbbing in his arm.
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Leo traced the edge of the splint with a deep-set frown, but said nothing. His other thumb ran in gentle lines up and down Finn’s waist, kept there by Logan’s side pressing close. “You’re sure you’re alright?” Logan asked softly as he placed a kiss on the corner of Finn’s mouth.
“I promise.” They had barely traded ten words—both had shown up the second the game ended, stripping off their pads and skates in the entrance to the medical room before sandwiching Finn between them. Leo had been unusually quiet. They had won the game; from what Finn saw on the television in the corner of the room, Alex had reamed out the guy that hit Finn with a vengeance. Tampa had been disjointed, and the Lions swept in as a cohesive pack, out for blood.
“I was worried about you,” Leo said at last, resting his temple on Finn’s shoulder. He sighed, then shifted impossibly closer. “Couldn’t get through the crowd.”
“I thought Talker and Loops were gonna kill that guy after he hit you,” Logan said with a shake of his head. “Looks like Alex did it for him.”
“What, you didn’t get into your shining armor for me?” Finn teased, nuzzling his nose against Logan’s cheek to draw even a slight smile from him.
“Maybe next time.”
“No,” Leo mumbled, linking his fingers with Finn’s purple ones and lifting them to his lips for a brief kiss. It was a clean break, but would still take weeks to heal. Big blue eyes landed on him, melting his heart like they always did. “No ‘next times’, okay?”
“Aw, Knutty,” Finn said, barely above a whisper. He wrapped one arm around each of them and held them tight, soaking in the feeling of having both crushed against him. “I’m sorry I worried you.”
Logan tucked his face into Finn’s neck. “Nothing to be sorry for, mon rouge. We’re just glad you’re alright.”
“Sorry to interrupt,” a voice said from the door. Alex shifted his weight back and forth, twisting his baseball cap in his hands like he always did when he was nervous. Finn didn’t hesitate before extracting himself from the cuddle pile and crossing the room; Alex met him halfway and engulfed him in a hug. A shudder ran through him under Finn’s palms. “Jesus, Finn, you scared the hell out of me.”
“Sorry,” Finn mumbled into his hoodie, letting himself be cocooned by distilled safety. Even out of his skates, Alex had a good two inches on him, and he had always been the broader of the two—Finn suddenly felt about six years old, as if he had just skinned his knee on the sidewalk.
“What’s the diagnosis?”
“Closed break, clean fracture. I’ll be out for a month or two.” He stepped back and swiped a hand under his nose, then tilted his head toward Leo and Logan with a wry smile. “But I’ve got these two to look after me.”
Alex scanned his face for a moment; his mouth dipped on one side. “I called mom and dad, told ‘em you’re okay. You should tell them yourself, though. They were freaking out.”
“I will,” Finn promised.
The worry creasing his brow didn’t diminish as he wrapped Finn in his arms again, holding him tight. “Keep me updated, yeah? If I don’t hear from you, I’ll get the captain on your ass, and he won’t be as nice about it as I will.”
“Deal.”
“Knutty, Lo, drive safe. If he tries to pull some stupid shit, I’m counting on your survival skills to stop it.”
“Survival skills?” Leo half-laughed.
Alex pulled away and raised his eyebrows. “They don’t call me Hurricane O’Hara for nothing.”
His eyes flickered back to Finn, who was horrified to see slight redness around the rims despite the teasing in his voice. “Alex,” he said softly. “I’m okay, I swear.”
“I know.” His voice was gruff, but it poorly hid a sniffle as he bumped their foreheads together. “But I’m your brother. It’s my job to worry about you. I hate that one of my guys was at fault here.”
Finn tried for a smile, socking him on the arm. “Six weeks, and I’ll be good as new.”
“I’ll hold you to that.” With a final survey of his face and a kiss to the top of his head, Alex headed back out into the hall with his shoulders up near his ears. Finn sighed; he hated it when Alex was upset, and even more when there was nothing he could do to fix it except wait. He didn’t know what he’d do if one of his teammates broke his brother.
“Fish?” Leo was smiling when he turned around. “I’ve got a surprise for you.”
“What kind?”
“The kind where I pull out all the sob story pity points on Cap’s soft heart and get us babysitting privileges for his incredibly fluffy dog after three months of constant begging.”
Finn’s eyes widened. “You’re kidding.”
“Make sure you look extra sad when we leave,” Logan advised. “We can’t lose this opportunity because you were too perky about a broken arm.”
“Quick, someone make me cry.”
Leo’s grin turned to horror. “What?”
“No!” Logan said at the same time.
“You guys are killing me here,” Finn groaned. “Just, like, hit me in the arm or something.”
“No!” they shouted in unison.
“You said I need to look sad!”
“I meant pout and sigh!” Logan pulled him over by the hem of his shirt in clear distress. “You’ve already cried too much tonight. No more.”
“Alright,” Finn agreed, already wracking his brain for any smidgen of drama skills he might have acquired over the years. Younger siblings were always the best actors, of course—he had given some Oscar-worthy performances to his mom when Alex got on his nerves as a kid—but Sirius was tough to fool. Maybe if he stayed quiet and didn’t risk opening his mouth they would get away with it.
Leo let out a slow exhale against his chest and snuggled closer before standing. “Come on, darlin,” he said with a kiss to Finn’s forehead. “Let’s get you settled. We’ll take a shower, have some dinner, and then we can put a movie on.”
“Mighty Ducks?” Finn asked hopefully.
Logan rolled his eyes. “Of course.”
#finn ohara#logan tremblay#alex ohara#leo knut#oknutzy#cubs#hurt/comfort#sweater weather#vaincre#my fic#fanfic#brothers#broken bones
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How about when your working as a hotel concierge and one of the famous pro heroes (can be anyone u like, maybe Bakugou? 😉) comes in for a relaxin vacation from doing so many hero work. He doesn’t know us, but he will. 🥴
you are a genius, muah!
thank you anon for inspiring this piece.
Room Service! - Bakugo Katsuki
warnings: smut! (minors gtfo), oral (male receiving & female receiving), mentions of cum, size kink, mirror sex (cause it slaps), just a raunchy hook up between two consenting adults (so pro hero katsukiii)
Tonight was making your job really fucking annoying. You sat at your desk answering phone calls about which pro hero would be staying at your hotel (the only bane of your existence).
Of course you can’t disclose that information because of privacy but you didn’t even know that yourself. You sigh as you hang up the phone on yet another greedy fangirl trying to get closer to whomever would be staying here.
You start to wonder who it might be; that 7 foot tall red head or maybe the sexy blonde who could make you blow whenever he wanted.
It was no secret you’d been a fan of Mr. Dynamight since his earlier days of hero work; your coworkers often caught you doodling your name and his last name on a piece of paper like a high school girl with a monster crush. Your mind wandered, thinking of what you’d do-what you’d say if Dynamight walked into your lobby right-
“Yo. I’ve got a reservation under Katsuki Bakugo.” A raspy voice rang in your ears to snap you out of your daydream, making you jump in surprise. Holy shit, it’s him! Fuck. Stay calm.
“Oh! U-uh.. Welcome Mr. Dynamigh- I mean Bakugo.” You stutter, palms clammy and shaking as you look his name up in the computer.
“You new or somethin’?” Bakugo asked, red eyes peering over the counter and straight down at your body.
Even though this isn’t his first time staying here for vacations he’s never seen a hot little thing like you working the desk. All dressed up in an orange button up blouse and a black pencil skirt he could just lift up and have his way with you in. Damn you look good in orange.
You notice his gaze and turn your attention back to the computer, internally screaming as you realize Katsuki Bakugo is fucking staring at you.
“No. Actually this is my third month here. I usually work mornings but we’re unfortunately incredibly shortstaffed tonight so.. here I am.” You nervously laugh, spelling his name wrong about fifty times out of anxiousness before finally finding his name and room number.
“Room 202, sir. Would you like for me to escort you?” You question, standing from your seat and stretching your limbs since you’ve been sitting in that damned chair all night.
Bakugo drank the shape of your body in, following your curves with his eyes and licking his lips enough for you to see.
“Nah, I got it. You just sit your pretty ass down. I might call you for somethin’ later.” Katsuki says with a wink, hauling his luggage in those big strong arms of his off to the elevator, fuck.
Is he being hot on purpose?
You’re left at your desk hot and bothered. You couldn’t help it but your mind was just filled with all the filthy things you’d do to Katsuki. Thank god no one else came through the lobby for most of the night because with the way you felt right now, how could a girl focus on anything?
Almost an hour goes by quickly, your daydreams and fantasies haulting when you hear the phone ring. Sigh. You reluctantly pick it up, rolling your eyes as you brace to hear yet another fan girl’s screaming.
“Hello, This is Y/N. How can I help you?” You say monotonously, looking down at your nails.
“Hey, sexy desk lady. This you?” The same raspy voice that ached your pussy sang to you.
“Th-this is she.” You gasp, so entranced that you actually answered to the nickname.
“What’s on the menu? I hope all meals include sexy concierges.” He says, his smirk audible. “‘M hungry.”
“Oh. Well we do have a steak dinner I could bring up to you. How does that sound?” You stutter, hardly able to seem professional with his blatant flirting.
“Perfect. Oh and tell your boss or whoever the fuck you answer to that your shift is over. I want you in my room.” Katsuki declared, confidence dripping over every word.
“B-But sir, I can’t just-“ You try to speak, interrupted.
“Customer’s always right.” He teased before hanging up, making sure you got the point.
You take in a breathe, taken aback by how swiftly he can turn you on just by speaking to you. You stand from your chair, almost falling back down from the shakiness of your legs. Fuck it if Bakugo wanted you so badly, here you come. Stumbling into the kitchen you put in Bakugo’s order and tell your manager that the Pro-Hero wants you to deliver his food and keep him company.
“Shit! Hopefully he leaves a good tip. He’s gonna put in such a good rating for us and....” She rambled, the rest of her quarrel falling on deaf ears. You were too busy creaming in your panties at the thought of Bakugo grabbing you by the fucking hair and just-
“Order up!” The chef yells snapping you out of your mindless filth. He’s wheeling over the room service cart for you to take upstairs and shouting something about giving it to him hot.
“Smile, Y/N. Make a good first impression.” Your manager said, leading you to the elevator with one hand on your back.
The ride up felt like the longest elevator ride in history. The walk down the hallway seemed even longer as you look for his room.
200...201....202.
You stand at his door, heart threatning to leap out of your chest as you knock softly.
“Who is it?” Katsuki shouted through the door and some loud rock music.
“Room Service!” You manage, hoping you hid your nervousness well. You hear the music die down and the lock of the door click unlocked.
As the door swung open your eyes beheld the image of Bakugo’s toned and muscular torso without a shirt. His sweatpants hung lazily on his hips, the waistband of his boxers showing proudly. As your eyes unknowingly travel further down you get an eyeful of what he’s packing. And baby it is heat.
His dick-print was so prominent it was almost astounding . Is this him soft? You quickly look back upwards at the tall God in front of you and look at his handsome face. Gruff and just manly looking. His hair was tossed all over his head, eyes low and intense as he smirked at you. How on earth can one man be this attractive?
“Ah. Right on time. Get yer ass in here.” Bakugo rasped, groaning at the sight of you. You push yourself and the cart inside, swallowing the lump in your throat. Bakugo walks in front of you and puts out the joint he smoked just fresh out of the shower.
The employee in you told you to scold him for smoking in the building. But for now, hell, let him do whatever he wants. You push the cart into the small living area of his suite, Bakugo sitting on the loveseat in front of you.
“Damn. You look good behind that cart, ya know that?” He says, looking you up and down with those plush lips between his teeth.
You feel your body get hot, not a single thought behind your eyes.
“I-I u-uhm.” You choke. Katsuki stands from the couch and walks towards you like a lion who had just cornered a gazelle. His hands pull you towards him, face so close to yours he could kiss you if he wanted.
“Speak up, sexy. It’s no fun if you don’t talk back. Don’t tell me you’re nervous.” He purred, leaning into your neck and leaving a chaste kiss.
Your eyes flutter, moaning softly as his kisses become deeper. The trail he left led all the way up to your ear, gasping as he nibbles lightly on your earlobe.
“I-I’m sorry. I am a little ner- ah- vous.” You mewl, feeling like you might drop to the floor as his hands snuck down from your waist and onto your ass.
“Mhm. Just relax. I don’t bite. Well, from the looks of it you like a little biting don’t you?” He teased, letting his hands do more talking for him.
His hands knead and caress your body as he leaned down to kiss you. It was the hottest kiss you’ve ever experienced; his big hands exploring your body while nibbling your bottom lip as he pulled away for air only to dive right back into your mouth. He picked you up and led you to the loveseat; hands planted what seemed like permanently into your ass as he sat you on his lap.
He starts undoing the buttons of your shirt, eventually getting annoyed with the stupid blouse and just ripping it open. You gasp as all the buttons pop and fall on the floor, your bra on full display for Katsuki as he hissed.
“Fuck. ‘So sexy.” He huffs, pulling your tits out of your bra and taking one into his mouth. You’re turning into jelly in his hands, mindlessly grinding your aching pussy against his groin and moaning into the room.
“Shit. You’re an eager one, aren’t you?” Katsuki rasped, pressing a thumb onto your covered clit for you to grind on. Your breathing hitched, knowing he can feel how wet you are through your panties as he took your nipple back into his mouth. Suddenly he stops, causing you to whine from the loss if his mouth.
“Wait, baby. I wanna see what that pretty mouth can do.” Katsuki lulled, pressing his fingers in your mouth while you happily suck on them. You climb off his lap and situate yourself on your knees in front of him, pulling his sweats and boxers down without a second thought.
Fuck was he big. He had girth and length with these sickeningly prominent veins, his pretty dick already deliciously leaking pre-cum. You try not to moan at the upward curve in it, imagining all the spots he can hit with it in just the right angle. And it was heavy too, the spring of his dick leaving his briefs causing it to smack right on his abs. You look up at Bakugo’s eyes who haven’t left you since you got on your knees.
“Go on, sexy. Show me what you got.” He coos, sighing as you take him into your wet mouth.
You tease him a little, swiping your tongue over the head to lick up some of that pre cum. You’re staring at him with hazy eyes, sticking your tongue out and sliding your mouth down until you’re taking him into your throat. Gagging and drooling you bob your head, slurping a bit as he grabbed your hair.
“S-Shiit, baby.” He moans, your drool dripping all over the place as he fucked your mouth with a fist full of your hair. As he’s pulling you up and down on his cock you hollow your cheeks in time with his movements, tears streaming down your face and smudging your mascara.
“You look so fucking hot with my dick in your mouth. Fuck.” He hissed, letting go of your hair to let you get up and breathe. You take his cock out of your mouth with a *pop* and stroke him, all your slobber being the perfect lube as you pump and twist up and down with your hand.
Bakugo leans into the loveseat, his head hanging back into the chair as he cussed. You were making him feel so good, shit you were pretty close to making him cum.
“Want me inside you, baby?” He managed, your mouth and hands taking his breath away. You pull away from his dick again, blinking away your tears.
“Uh-huh.” You nod, the fastest thing you could say. Before you know it you’re scooped up and flung onto the bed, your skirt and panties discarded somewhere.
You don’t even ask him to return the favor. To be honest you didn’t need him to. But the way his tongue flicked your clit around was enough to intoxicate anyone. You can’t help the loud moans you let out, legs trembling as he stuck his tongue inside you. He teased your folds with his tongue, sloppily making out with your pussy until you’re completely blank-headed.
“Look at me, baby.” He hummed, immediately wrapping his lips around your clit.
Your eyes roll back, trying hard to look at his face as he devoured you. His fierce eyes caught your hazy gaze, a fucked out expression written all over your face as he quite literally sucked your orgasm out of you. Katsuki’s lips left your pussy, his chin glistening in your slick with a shit eating grin on his face. Maybe he should stay here more often.
“Heh. First time in my life a woman’s left me speechless.” He says sitting up, his dick standing at attention right above your cunt. The bastard starts tapping his cock on your already sensitive clit with a devilish smirk, biting his lip at your reaction.
Every tap made your eyes cross, your puffy clit throbbing at the sensation. Your whines become desperate, causing Katsuki to crave the satisfaction of your begging. With a raised eyebrow he pushed himself only half way inside you, a sharp gasp ripping from your throat.
“You want it? Hm? I’m talkin’ to you.” Katsuki teased, raising your face to look at him by your chin.
God you looked so sexy like this; legs spread, thighs quivering from all the pleasure, a tantalizingly dumb look on your face.
“Y-yes.. Katsuki p-please.” You plead, mewling when he starts moving but way too slow for your liking.
“All of it, yeah?” He further questioned, really enjoying teasing you. The look on your face as he plunged deeper inside you just enough to stretch you was priceless, a little shriek escaping you.
“Yess, god yes.” You bellow, desperate for your itch to finally be scratched. With a dark chuckle Katsuki slams all of his length inside your gummy walls, your head thrown back into the pillows at the brute force. And that dull stretch felt so good, as if Katsuki’s dick was made to fuck you.
“So biig- ngh!” You struggle to say, covering your mouth as you notice you’re screaming for him. Bakugo takes your hand off your mouth and pinned it above your head, smirking down at the dazed face before him.
“I know, baby. So good for me. So fuckin’ tight.” Bakugo rambles, rutting his hips into yours as he lifts your thighs up and throws them over his broad shoulders.
The new position sent shockwaves through your whole body, your cries so audible you swore you heard them echo in his room. His pace was slow but deliberate, that fucking curve hitting that spot over and over again.
“Oh my god! Oh my godd!” You chant, your wet walls clenching down onto his cock threatening to cum all over him.
“Thats it, cum all over my fuckin’ cock.” Bakugo urged, taking one hand and rubbing insane circles into your throbbing clit his thrusts becoming more brutal as you feel him hit your cervix in the most pleasurable way.
You say something about cumming for him or something, the sentence scrambled as you boil over. Your face was too sinful for words to explain, tongue hanging out as you pant and fat tears bubbling in your eyes.
“I’m not finished. Turn around.” Katsuki demands, smacking your thigh to get you to muster whatever strength you have left to turn around.
Next thing you know you’re bent over, Bakugo plunging back inside as if he had already missed the feeling of your sweet walls. His dick was made for this position, the upward curve hitting that sweet spot perfectly.
“God, look at you..” Bakugo says, his gaze meeting the full length mirror in front of his bed. “So fucking sexy.” He muttered, pulling you by your hair to make you behold what he was looking at.
Your eyes meet the glass reflection of you being absolutely railed senselessly by a man you’d desired since you were a teenager. And it all felt so good. You watch his movements, every flex of his muscles, every heave of his chest as he panted. He was so gorgeous. Even when he was pounding your poor pussy into submission; all sweaty and sticky he was really something to marvel at.
“Fuuck you’re gonna make me cum. That’s it baby, just like that.” Bakugo moans, grabbing a fist full of your hair and smacking your ass all while locking eyes with the mirror and back down again to where you both connect.
You’re so fucked out you can hardly speak, chanting filthy words to coax him into cumming while throwing your ass back on him in time with his thrusts. He’s cussing up a storm, his pace speeding up as he hummed nasty words back at you.
“Want me to cum, baby? Yeah? Shiit, you’re pussy’s so fucking good.” He groans, snapping his hips into you and biting a little into your shoulder. Soon you’re cumming for him again; you don’t know how or when but a mixture of his disgusting words and that big fat cock sliding in and out of you just pushed you over the edge yet again.
“Fuck.” Bakugo hissed, pulling out of your gummy walls to cum all over your ass. He’s pumping himself for a while, staring down at your glazed ass and moaning at the sight.
Bakugo nearly shoves himself back inside you when he sees you reach back and swipe some onto your finger and taste his cum.
“Shit.” You both gasp, panting and sharing the same high as Bakugo jumps up to get a towel. You lay limp and damn near lifeless on the bed as he wipes your ass off, smacking it once it was clean.
“That was the best fucking room service I’ve ever ordered.”
#bnha smut#bnha x reader#bnha bakugo x reader#bnha fanfiction#bnha imagines#segsmail 🌈#anon you da best#queue made me do it 🥴
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