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Elastic Heart Ch 3 (Linked Universe story)

(@copper-dimes @ludoluck @artisticgamerer)

Summary: When Sky goes missing, the Chain scrambles to figure out where he is and what happened before it's too late.

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Chapter 1

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Chapter 3: Ordon Village

The fire had mostly died down by the time the sun’s dawn light started pushing the darkness of night from the horizon. Time shifted uncomfortably, leaning against a dresser. Warriors watched him quietly, similarly unable to sleep. It was partly due to the fact that their day had been nearly cut in half by the time difference, but the situation itself certainly didn’t help.

The captain’s gaze drifted to his sleeping companions. His mind always did an automatic head count when he’d see them, a habit he had picked up from the war. When he settled on seven, his heart twisted anew.

Warriors had gone over multiple reasons why this had happened. Why Sky might have left. His mind immediately had screamed traitor and he’d quickly squished that old paranoia. Sky was the among the least likely to do something like that. Warriors knew this for certain because he’d made a list of possible threats from the other heroes the day he’d met them.

Old habits die hard, after all.

No, Sky wasn’t a traitor. He was young, though, and that led to foolishness. Warriors had already seen such recklessness play out in the other teenagers, but Sky had never demonstrated such behavior.

So if he wasn’t a fool and he wasn’t a traitor, then why the hell had he gone through a portal alone?! Why had he abandoned his post and left them vulnerable?!

One thing was for sure, Warriors was going to give him a stern talking to when they found him. Because they would find him. Sky was fine. He was fine. Warriors had contingency plans already building in case the young knight wasn’t, but he refused to really deliberate them for now. It was too early for that sort of thinking. This was a search and rescue operation, not a recovery operation.

Goddesses, just the mere thought—Warriors swallowed hard, images of fallen comrades appearing in his mind. He didn’t want to even imagine that for the kindhearted, soft little knight. He shook his head and looked back towards Time.

He found little comfort in the man’s worried expression and furrowed brow.

“Pretty sure I can physically feel your anxiety from over here,” the captain commented quietly.

“And I can already see you calculating the next move,” Time fired back, crossing his arms. “Perhaps we should collaborate instead of stew in our own thoughts.”

“Great, I’ll start: I get to be the first one to lecture Sky when we find him.”

Time blinked, and the seconds that he refused to react to the remark made Warriors squirm. Their leader was not an optimistic man, and it looked like he was already worried that lectures would be the least of their concerns when they stumbled onto their missing brother. But then he smiled, and said, “Very well. But I’ll be next.”

Warriors relaxed as Time took the bait. It was a delicate balance, understanding the reality of the situation while also being flippant about it. Taking heavy matters lightly was something soldiers excelled at, though, and the captain continued, “Perfect. You can build on mine.”

There was a pause, and then Time suddenly asked, “Do you think he was trying to leave us?”

The question was posed as evenly as possible, but there was the slightest hurt, the slightest worry giving it an edge. It held a vulnerability to it that Warriors wasn’t sure he’d seen in Time outside of when Twilight was dying.

The captain sighed. “I don’t know. It doesn’t seem like him to do that.”

“No, it doesn’t,” Time agreed, both in assurance to himself and in confusion.

“What we should focus on is how to find him,” Warriors said. “We’ll have to ask Rancher how long it might take to gather intel in town before we can head out.”

“Depends on who you ask.”

Warriors and Time both jumped, startled at hearing Twilight’s voice over them. He and Wild had curled up at the top of the tree house to sleep for the night, and he was now peeking over the edge of the balcony.

“You didn’t sleep either?” Warriors asked.

Twilight gave him a flat look. “Did you really expect me to when Sky’s missing and my home might have been in danger?”

“I suppose not.”

Twilight carefully climbed down to the main floor, stepping gingerly over his brothers and settling beside Time on the floor.

“We can talk to my guardians and the mayor,” Twilight said. “Rusl has connections across Hyrule, he’ll know what’s been going on in the kingdom. Mayor Bo might have some extra information as well, certainly more official stuff.”

Warriors smiled as Twilight’s accent peeked through when he mentioned his people’s names. “I can practically hear your country drawl trying to escape, farm boy.”

Twilight rolled his eyes. “Well, yah better get used to it because you’re gonna need a translator for the accents here.”

“Oh no, don’t make it thicker—”

“Why? Yah ‘fraid o’ what I might say that you won’t know? I reckon you’re gonna fit in as well as a sore thumb ‘round these parts, oh captain.” Twilight continued, smirking in delight.

Warriors groaned. Bloody miscreant.

An audible growl emitted from the corner as Legend sat up. “Could you not talk so loudly first thing in the morning?”

“You were so eager to get up early and get things moving,” Warriors fired back smoothly, smirking at the veteran.

Legend grumbled, bags evident under his eyes from a very clear lack of sleep. The captain would be surprised if anybody slept well, honestly. The only one who would be able to pass out so easily would be—

Warriors sighed, cheer draining out of him. “We’d better start waking everyone up, anyway. The sooner we can gather intel the sooner we can move out.”

“We’ll need to resupply while we’re here as well,” Time added as he rose to his feet.

Twilight nodded in agreement and moved to wake Wild while Time and Warriors went to the others. Legend, being the absolute morning person that he was, stayed huddled in his corner, face buried in his hands. The captain threw a curious glance in the veteran’s direction but didn’t bother him, knowing Legend was better left alone for the first few hours of the morning.

Breakfast was a rather somber affair. Wild cooked a quick meal, boiling enough eggs to last both breakfast and lunch, as well as frying some vegetables. Legend, Hyrule, and Four were all silent, Wind only spoke to ask what their next move would be, and Twilight spoke briefly about the village. Time looked to Warriors, who coordinated with Twilight to figure out how to best utilize their resources in an efficient manner.

After maybe ten minutes of scarfing down food, Twilight directed everyone to the spring outside of town to clean up. Then they broke into groups. The captain was going to talk to the mayor after Twilight introduced him briefly, and while he did so Twilight and Time would speak with the rancher’s guardians. Wild and Hyrule were tasked with gathering supplies, leaving Legend, Four, and Wind to assist or pack up supplies in anticipation.

Or, in Wind’s case, to explore the village. The sailor insisted on helping one of the other groups, but Warriors put his foot down. Too many people in any one group would only end up in stepping on each other’s feet, and given stress levels, he didn’t need tempers flaring up or money and time being wasted.

It didn’t take long for their group to attract attention. Most of the village as awake as the sun hugged the horizon, and the children rubbed sleepiness from their eyes as they gasped in wonder at the group of heroes.

“Link!” most of them shouted, making all the heroes turn to face the incoming horde. They were led by a blonde who was close to adolescence in age.

Twilight immediately crouched down to hug the blonde as the other children stopped short upon noticing scrutiny from his companions. “Hey, Colin.”

Colin held the ranch hand tightly. “I missed you. Are you okay? What’s happening? Do you know why the monsters are attacking more? Who are the people with you?”

Twilight laughed. “Slow down, Colin, I can’t answer everythin’ all at once.”

Warriors covered a laugh for a cough. It was endearing hearing his accent slip out in his hometown. And mildly terrifying at the prospect of trying to understand the mayor.

“Look, I need to talk to Mayor Bo,” Twilight explained, ruffling the kid’s hair reassuringly with a smile. “But then I’m gonna go to the house, okay? These are my friends—”

“Is that a training sword you got there?” Wind interrupted, peeking around Twilight. “Because I can teach you some pretty cool moves if you want! I go by Sailor because I’m from the seas, but I’m one of the best fighters in my area, so if you want to learn some cool moves, we should go train together!”

Warriors smiled proudly at the youngest member of their group. On the surface it looked like Wind was just easily distracted and immediately interrupted the conversation, but the captain knew that the sailor had read into the same nervous energy that he himself had. This Colin fellow was not likely to let go of Twilight anytime soon, which would slow their progress with his questions. Understandable from someone his age, but not a delay they needed or wanted. Wind was finding a purpose for the morning and helping the group.

Colin glanced nervously between Wind and Twilight, who gave him an encouraging pat on the back, saying, “He’s one of the best swordsmen I’ve ever met, and he’s a very good friend of mine. You can learn a lot from him, Colin! I promise I’ll come by to talk later.”

Colin hesitantly nodded. Wind eagerly grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him off towards the tree house, where Warriors knew there was a training mannequin already set up. The sailor was already babbling, attracting the curiosity of at least one of the other children, but the rest remained in place, shy and anxious.

“It’s okay, guys,” Twilight said gently as some of the adults of the village started to gather and murmur amongst themselves. “Like I said, they’re my friends. I’m gonna go talk to the mayor, okay?”

The kids shifted, stepping aside for the rancher to head towards the largest abode. Warriors followed him and choked back a laugh as some of them immediately started to interrogate the group. As he followed Twilight, he examined the village itself, looking at the adults in particular for any sign of threat. There weren’t many of them out, but they had a wariness to them, though the sight of Twilight seemed to set some of it at ease.

Twilight knocked on the door, which was quickly opened by a young woman who looked to be around his age. She gasped in delight. “Link! Oh, you’re okay, I’m so glad!”

Warriors took a subtle step away to give them a moment as she rammed into him with an excited hug, making him stumble a bit in place and laugh. He smiled knowingly when Twilight happened to catch his eye, and the captain wiggled his eyebrows. The rancher shot him a sour look in return and Warriors finally had to laugh.

So this was Ilia.

He couldn’t wait to tease his brother about her.

In the meantime, though, Twilight quickly made some introductions to the mayor, who was apparently Ilia’s father. The enormous man welcomed Warriors into his home, and Twilight quickly excused himself to go see his family.

XXX

In the interim while Twilight was gone, their party had split into different groups. Legend had finally decided to distract the children, trying to cheer them up with a joke. Of course, the joke seemed to fall flat, making Legend try again, waving his arms to emphasize his points, and though the children grew steadily more bemused by the spectacle, Time found himself chuckling at it.

Meanwhile, Hyrule was already exploring to find any shops, and Wild… well…

“For pity’s sake, don’t climb near the beehive!” Four shouted from the ground as the amnesiac knight was nearly hanging off a branch in an attempt to reach a beehive because apparently they needed more honey for cooking. Time eyed him nervously, but he knew this probably wasn’t Wild’s first time antagonizing a nest of bees and likely wouldn’t be his last.

He heard a heavy sigh behind him. “That didn’t take long for him.”

Turning, he saw Twilight watching Wild with exasperation. He put a hand on his descendant’s shoulder. “He’ll be alright. He’s just gathering supplies like he was asked to do.”

Twilight gave him a flat look.

“Come on,” Time prompted. “Let’s talk to this Rusl fellow.”

The ranch hand nodded, heading towards a different house, when he froze just before they reached the door.

“Hey, before we go in there,” Twilight suddenly said, making Time pause. “Uh, please don’t mention the whole me-almost-dying thing. They… they’re a bit… they worry. Stuff has happened in the past and they worry. So I’d rather they didn’t know.”

Time nodded. Far be it from him to decide what his descendant’s family should and shouldn’t know. He himself wouldn’t want to worry Malon if he’d almost died. “Very well.”

Goddesses. Malon. She was going to kill him if she found out about Twilight’s injury.

Twilight knocked on the door, interrupting Time’s train of thought. The door opened a moment later, revealing a man probably in his early forties with thick, tan skin, dark hair, a broad stubbled face, and a strong build. His fingers were calloused, Time immediately noticed, and also had a small speckling of little burns.

Just like Four.

A blacksmith and a swordsman, Time figured.

The man took in the sight before him and Time watched the emotions in his eyes, reading him fairly easily. Initially the man looked immensely surprised, excited, and relieved to see Twilight, but catching sight of Time made him stifle his reaction. Instead, he smiled warmly but cautiously. “Link, it’s so good to see you again. Who’s your friend?”

“It’s okay, Pa,” Twilight immediately said, and just like that Time watched the man in front of him, Rusl, unwind. “He’s family too.”

Time swallowed thickly, feeling unable to speak all of a sudden.

Rusl looked Time over for a moment and nodded. “My name is Rusl. It’s a pleasure to meet you. What relation are you to Link?”

“He’s uh…” Twilight trailed off. “You know what, I’ll explain how we’re related later. But he’s safe.”

Rusl eyed Twilight, raising an eyebrow and then brushing it aside, dragging the young man into a hug. “I’m just glad you’re alright, son.”

Twilight settled into the embrace, smiling and holding his guardian tightly, when the moment was interrupted by another voice. “Link? Link, is that you? Rusl, is Link home?”

Rusl laughed, releasing Twilight. “Yes, he’s here.”

A woman appeared next, face flushed with delight and a toddler perched on her hip. Twilight immediately dipped his head to get a kiss on the forehead from her.

He supposed this had to be Uli.

“Honey, I’m so glad you’re here!” Uli said happily, cupping Twilight’s face with her free hand. “Oh, we only have—I’ll get some more food ready for you—”

“It’s okay, Ma, I already ate,” Twilight interrupted her. “I wish we could catch up, but—we’re in a bit of a hurry. I need to talk to you guys about some threats in the area.”

“You mean the new monster attacks?” Rusl asked, growing serious. He held up an arm, which was bandaged. “I’ve met a few of them. They’re far more powerful than any bulbin I’ve ever encountered.”

“They came to Ordon Village?” Twilight asked breathlessly, growing pale.

Uli put a hand on his shoulder. “No, sweetheart. They were in Faron Woods, though, and out in Hyrule Field. Rusl just went to investigate and had a run-in. He’s okay.”

“Everyone’s okay now,” Rusl amended. “The monsters left yesterday.”

Time and Twilight exchanged a grim look.

“We can discuss this inside, though, come in!” Uli insisted. “The morning air has a chill to it, you’ll catch a cold.”

Twilight moaned at the woman’s fussing as Time smiled and accompanied him indoors.

The interior was small but homely. Time was offered a chair at the table while Uli finally released her tiny charge, who had started wiggling and reaching for Twilight the instant she’d laid eyes on him.

“Link! Link!” the toddler squealed in delight. Twilight quickly picked her up once she hit the ground running, twirling her around as she laughed.

“Hi Hana,” he greeted, kissing her nose and making her giggle. He carried her to the table to sit beside Time as Rusl and Uli took places across from them.

“Where you go?” Hana asked.

“I went on an adventure,” Twilight answered.

“Who he?”

“He’s… he’s the Hero of Time.”

Rusl and Uli snapped their attention to the rancher, eyes wide. “What?”

Time sighed. “He’s right. We’re all heroes of Hyrule, thrown together to fight a powerful foe.”

Though Uli watched Time, wide eyed, Rusl’s gaze immediately returned to Twilight, eyes questioning. Some silent dialogue occurred between the pair, Twilight shaking his head. Time didn’t comment on it.

“We’ve been dealing with monsters that are enhanced by dark magic,” Twilight explained. “The same kind that you probably ran into in the forest… are you sure you’re okay, Pa?”

Rusl waved a dismissive hand with a gentle smile. “I’m fine, Link, I promise. But… are you okay? Those monsters are like nothing I’ve seen before.”

Twilight shifted uncomfortably. “Yeah, I’m fine. Everyone in my group is an excellent fighter. We’ve been handling it.”

“That brings us to the issue at hand,” Time inserted quickly. He knew Twilight’s guardians needed time to process and he was sure his descendant wanted time to spend with family and friends, but one of their own was still missing. “We’ve been traveling between different lands, different time periods of Hyrule’s history, through magical gates. One just brought us here to your Hyrule, which means there are far more beasts to track than the ones you found in Faron Woods. One of our group went ahead and we’ve lost track of him. We’ve been searching for him for a day now.”

Twilight nodded, looking at Rusl. “Have you heard anything about someone fighting the monsters? Or if the beasts have taken someone prisoner? Maybe other monster attacks?”

Rusl took a deep breath, thinking about it for a moment. “To be honest, Link, I was about to write to you about the matter. It all did start suddenly, within the last couple days. I never saw what happened with the beasts near Faron Woods – I only knew that the next time I went on patrol they were all gone. I’ve gotten word from other members of the Resistance, though, and from Kakariko – Renado was saying there were attacks near the Goron mines. Auru mentioned movements to the west, possibly in or near Gerudo Desert.”

“How did they spread out so fast?” Twilight muttered, shaking his head. “But no mention of a Hylian swordsman?”

Rusl sighed. “I’m afraid not. I’ll write to the others so they can keep an eye out for him. What does he look like?”

“He carries the Master Sword,” Time immediately said. “And wears a white cape embroidered with the symbol of the royal family.”

“The Master Sword…?” Uli whispered. “The legendary blade that you used, Link?”

Twilight shrugged sheepishly. “Well, I did say we were all Heroes of Hyrule.”

There was a pause in the conversation, and then Hana started pulling Twilight’s tunic, interrogating him further. As he answered the child, Uli ushered the pair to the couch, leaving Rusl and Time at the table.

Rusl watched the Hero of Time carefully, a guarded sort of contemplativeness to his features. Time wondered if he knew Twilight was his successor and descendant. There was certainly something glinting in the Ordonian’s eyes.

“Are you the leader, then?” Rusl asked as Twilight and Uli played with Hana.

“Not officially,” Time answered, wondering where this conversation was going. They had a little time for Twilight to be with his family since the others likely were still obtaining supplies. “But yes.”

“I ask you to be honest, then,” Rusl said quietly. “Is Link okay?”

Time raised an eyebrow. “Is there something that would indicate he isn’t?”

Rusl huffed out a laugh, looking away. “He has a tendency to… well, never mind. I’m glad he’s able to help Hyrule in such a manner again. And I’m honored to have you in my home.” Looking back at Time, he said firmly, “And the Resistance will assist you in any way we can.”

Time nodded. He wasn’t sure what this ‘resistance’ was, but he trusted it was an organization that could be of some help to them. They’d already managed to obtain some sort of leads. The Goron mines and Gerudo desert.

Though if Time really thought about the geography, that led in two opposite directions. There was no way Sky could cover that much ground that quickly. Hopefully Twilight could track his scent, then, and narrow down the possibilities.

But that was only possible if there was still a scent to follow. The longer they waited here, the more it dissipated.

“I appreciate the help,” Time said, standing to end the conversation. Twilight started to shoot to his feet as well, but Time waved him off. “Stay with your family. I’ll check on the others. When we’re ready, I’ll come get you.”

XXX

Rusl watched the armored Hero leave his home, his mind buzzing with thoughts.

There were multiple Heroes of Hyrule converging to fight this new enemy? Just how strong was this person if it required legendary heroes across history? Would Link be alright? Was this Hero of Time the same one who mentored Link, and did the Hero know that? It seemed Link certainly did.

Rusl supposed there was no way of the Hero knowing consider he’d been dead when he’d taught his charge.

Sighing, Rusl looked to his left to see Link being coaxed into eating some biscuits and gravy that Uli had left over from breakfast. Hana was babbling excitedly while showing Link all her latest projects and toys. She then introduced him to her new baby doll, whose name varied depending on the day (today it was just Baby).

Link played along, asking what she liked to do with Baby, but his eyes were quickly starting to droop. He’d clearly not slept well, and the warm biscuits were settling him into an unscheduled nap. Uli and Rusl exchanged glances, and his wife guided Hana outside to play as Rusl walked over to Link, kneeling on the ground beside him.

“Link,” he said softly, nudging the young man.

Link jumped, startled. “Sorry. Guess I’m just a little tired. I’m okay, Pa.”

Rusl watched him carefully, but he didn’t comment. He’d let Uli do the fussing. He could respect Link’s efforts and his mission, even if it did still make him worry.

“I'm sorry that I can’t stay. We have to find Sky."

“Sky? Is that his name?”

Link laughed a little. “Well, his name is Link. All of them are named Link. We just go by nicknames so it doesn’t get confusing.”

“And his is Sky.”

“Yeah.”

“What’s yours?”

Link shrugged. “Rancher, mostly.”

“I suppose Wolf is a bit too on the nose?” Rusl questioned with a smile, ruffling the boy’s hair.

Link chuckled, leaning into Rusl a little and letting the older man wrap an arm around him. “Well, to be honest, they didn’t really know at first. At least not all of them.”

Rusl squeezed his ward a little. “I trust the way they found out was less traumatic than us.”

Link grimaced, which made Rusl worry. That couldn’t be a good sign. The young man leaned away, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah, it—it was.”

“Link—”

“Don’t worry, Pa, I’m okay,” Link immediately said with a strained smile. “Just tired and worried. Sky’s been missing for over a day now, and… well, you know how dangerous those monsters are.”

“I’ll send word to the others,” Rusl assured him. “Your mentor will be back when your party is ready to leave, so try to rest in the meantime, Link.”

Sighing, Link relented, pulling himself to the couch. “All right, if that means you’ll stop fussin’ over me.”

“Now, now, that’s your mother, not me,” Rusl chided as he tossed a blanket over his boy. Link huffed, unconvinced, but closed his eyes to settle nonetheless.

Rusl watched him for a while longer, waiting for his breathing to relax, and then he grabbed pen and paper and ink. He wrote quickly, explaining the situation, and started making arrangements to explore the area himself so he could gather more information. He’d have to pack for the trip and plan accordingly with the family – he likely would be a little behind Link and the other heroes. But he’d help as best he could.

Uli reentered alongside the Hero of Time about an hour later. His wife went straight to Link, rearranging the blanket a little and kissing him on the temple. The Hero looked at Rusl, who held his analytical gaze.

“Have you gathered all your supplies, then?” Rusl asked.

“Almost,” the Hero of Time answered. “It looks like a storm is coming into the area, so we might have to expedite or delay depending on the situation.”

Rusl hummed, feeling it in his old wounds as well. “A storm out in Hyrule Field is not a safe situation. It’s too exposed. I’d recommend keeping your party either to the village or Faron Woods.

The Hero sighed. “We really can’t afford any more delays. We’ll watch the storm and see what can be avoided. Our plan is to leave by midday.”

That would hopefully give the storm time to clear, but it didn’t give them much sunlight in this autumn period. “You’ll barely make it to Kakariko in that time.”

“On foot, yes,” the Hero answered. “We’ll make do. Thank you for your assistance, Rusl. If you could relay the message to Link, we’ll meet him at his house when we’re ready to leave.”

Rusl nodded in acknowledgement, and the Hero departed.

Uli sighed, her hands carding through Link’s hair. “He’s been gone for months and we get him for a few hours, just to find out the situation is far worse than we could have thought.”

“A Hero’s work is never done,” Rusl noted, though not without a little sadness to it. “We’ll help as best we can, dear.”

There was a pause, and then, “Where’s Hana?”

“Oh, she’s with Colin, they’re on their way back now.”

The door opened and Rusl turned expectantly, only to find Ilia in the doorway instead.

“Oh, Ilia dear,” Uli acknowledged with a smile. “I’m afraid Link’s asleep. But he’s going to be leaving soon, so it’s okay if you want to wake him up and talk.”

Ilia’s brow furrowed in worry, but her face softened at the sight of Link snoozing on the couch. She tiptoed towards him and poked his chest sharply. Link scrunched his nose in disapproval, his brow furrowing as he shifted and started to wake up. When he saw Ilia in front of him, he blinked blearily and smiled. “Hey.”

“Hey,” she said softly in reply before poking him again, her expression growing serious. “Where’s Epona? Is she alright? Have you been taking good care of her?”

Link groaned, whining, “Is that seriously the first thing you have to ask? I swear, you must think I abuse her.”

“You work her so hard, Link!”

“She’s fine, Ilia, I take good care of her!”

Rusl and Uli chuckled and headed for the front door to retrieve Colin and Hana, giving the young pair some space.

XXX

Legend grumbled, rubbing his knees as his joints ached. The group was steadily making its way back to Twilight’s house to plan their next move, and it was clear a storm was coming in. Legend didn’t fancy being in a tree while a thunderstorm rolled into the area, but they still weren’t the highest point. Nevertheless, he didn’t feel all that comfortable.

Glancing at the door leading into the cellar like it was his only hope of escape, Legend started to rise and head that way when he saw Wind sitting at the top, staring out the window. The sailor had a tightness in his shoulders, and it drew the veteran to the ladder.

When he reached the top, he hesitated on the last rung. Wind was curled in a ball, his knees to his chest and tucked under his chin as he gazed out into the distance. The rain started to fall outside, a gentle pitter patter on the roof, and thunder rumbled in the distance, making Legend’s skin crawl.

“You okay?” Legend asked, raising an eyebrow. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a dreary look on your face.”

The boy was just as expressive as—

Legend’s heart clenched, and he sighed, climbing all the way to the top.

Wind turned scared eyes to the veteran. “Do you think he’s okay? What if he’s out in the storm?”

Crawling over to sit beside the sailor, Legend rested his arms over his knees, gazing out the window. The sky had darkened considerably, and the rain was growing heavier. His heart grew heavier with it. It was midday – they were supposed to be leaving now, but Time wanted to see if they could wait out the storm. If an hour had passed and it was still going, they’d head into the woods and make camp at the edge of Hyrule Field until it cleared up. It was the best they could do with the circumstances, but he still didn’t like it.

“I don’t know,” he answered truthfully. “Sky’s a strong fighter, and despite his dopey face, he’s no fool. He’ll be okay, Sailor. And we will find him.”

If it weren’t for the storm, Legend would leave now to find his friend, his brother. He suddenly felt annoyed that they had spent the entire morning in Ordon. He knew they were gathering information and supplies, but that didn’t make the thought that Sky was out there alone while they acted normal any more bearable.

Images came unbidden to his mind. Sky bleeding and broken. Sky bound and in a cell. Sky scared and alone.

Legend bit his tongue and reached out to squeeze the sailor’s shoulder, and he glared out into the rain. “We’ll find him, Sailor. I promise.”

XXX

The rain was freezing on his skin as thunder roared directly over him. Lightning streaked across the sky, temporarily bringing near broad daylight to the vast field. He crouched down a bit more, staying hidden from the pack of monsters ahead. Wild had taught him that the rain often would mask movement and allow for stealth, and he was taking advantage of it.

His right knee throbbed a little as he crouched, but he tried to ignore it. He had to win this fight.

Link was no fool. He knew he couldn’t take entire armies of black blooded monsters by himself. He knew it was pointless to try. He’d caught the tail end of the Shadow’s forces when he’d entered this Hyrule, wherever and whenever it was, and though he’d been quick to act, he still had burned through three of his five potions in just one fight. He’d had better luck in that one village because there were Gorons there to fight the few monsters that lingered.

His knee was still bothering him.

He had to be tactical about this. Learn from Warriors, learn from his time at the academy, learn from his observations.

He had to wait and listen.

Well, waiting and listening was certainly something he could do, and so wait he did. He figured if he eliminated the Shadow the rest would fall, but he’d yet to find the monster.

The hordes had spread across this Hyrule the instant they’d crossed through the gate. He had to do what he could to mitigate the damage, though his priority was still hunting down Demise.

Eliminating a pack of black blooded beasts was something he could handle. There were only six of them, and he’d come up with a plan.

Stashing his mogma mitts into his adventure pouch, Link pulled out a familiar little friend that had gotten him through a fair amount of situations in his journey. He equipped the beetle and fired it into the sky, letting the pouring rain and roaring thunder cover the little whirring of its wings.

He wasn’t sure how potent bombs would be in this weather, but he still had to try. The bomb flowers had never not been functional, even once when it had been drizzling back on the Surface.

Six monsters. Three bokoblins of strange features (likely from this Hyrule), a moblin, a staldra, and a white wolfos. He could handle this.

His faithful little beetle flew overhead, and as Link opened his palm in a command, the beetle reciprocated, dropping a bomb flower in the middle of the group. The explosion was milder than it should have been, but it still was enough to make the beasts scatter in varying directions. The moblin stumbled backwards the farthest, and Link took his opportunity to eliminate the largest opponent.

Scurrying out from behind the tree where he’d been hiding, he grabbed his whip and wrapped its tip around the moblin’s neck. With an enormous tug that nearly sent him flying backwards himself, he pulled the beast down, where it stumbled into a small trench he’d dug out earlier while laying his trap. The change in footing made the beast finally fall, exposing its neck to Link’s blade, and he pierced it quickly.

The moblin gurgled and snarled, its long arms trying to reach for him, making the Skyloftian jump back. Damn it, just die already!

Taking a leaf from Wild’s book, Link pulled out his bow and arrows and let loose two of them in succession into the beast’s throat and head. The moblin finally stilled, but Link had no time to register it as the wolfos charged, making him yelp and grab for his shield barely bashing the beast off in time.

The others were getting their footing too. Great.

Pulling out another bomb flower, he rolled it into the fray and the explosion was even more diminished by the massive streak of lightning that tore across the sky. It managed to push the staldra and one of the bokoblins away, though, so that was something.

Now if only this damn wolfos would stop—

Link pulled out his whip, but the blasted beast was too fast. He barely batted it away again, and then a bokoblin got within striking distance.

Despite the black blood, bokoblins still fell easier than other foes, and though it took far longer than it should have, Link gutted the monster, just in time to roll out of the way of another charge from the wolfos.

The staldra was within snapping distance too.

Gritting his teeth, Link reached for his last bomb flower. A smarter creature with more dexterity, like a lizalfos, would likely parry this attack, but a direct blow from a bomb should be able to at least stun the staldra until he could cut off its three heads in one fell swoop.

He just wished he didn’t have to burn through his supplies like this.

That regret was as much thought as he could spare as he rolled the last bomb flower. The white wolfos was back, and this time, it managed to knock him flat on his back. Link yelped, kicking with his feet and making contact with the beast’s stomach, sending it flying into the trench he’d dug out. He rolled and crawled to the edge, jabbing his sword into its head, hearing bone crunch beneath it.

Fire erupted up his back.

Yelling out, Link rolled, feeling mud and moisture seep into a wound just inflicted from one of the bokoblin’s blades. For one split second he was grateful he’d put his sailcloth away, and then he felt himself shudder as warm liquid dripped down his back.

He supposed some of the chainmail had been damaged, then.

Ignoring the bokoblin that had injured him, Link had the wherewithal to follow through with his earlier attack, rushing to the staldra as it tried to right itself and cutting off its three heads quickly. Then he turned and glared at his two remaining opponents.

And then felt his heart skip a beat when rustling and hissing emitted from somewhere to his right.

Link whirled and saw at least three more silhouettes in the darkness of the field, lightning illuminating them to be two lizalfos and another bokoblin.

Well, this meant two things.

The good news was that it meant the Shadow had to be nearby. Reinforcements wouldn’t appear out of nowhere, these monsters were organized for a reason.

The bad news was that Link was about to get his butt kicked if he didn’t think of something fast.

Saying a prayer, he raised his blade to the sky, feeling her hum with power. He swept out horizontally and watched in satisfaction as the skyward strike cut the original pair of bokoblins cleanly in half.

Unfortunately, it gave the lizalfos time to scurry into fighting range.

Link swore as he dodged a slash that would have taken his arm off. Swore again when his back screamed in protest.

One enhanced lizalfos was bad enough, but two—

Link took step after step in a near retreat as the two lizalfos pounded his defenses with their swords. He managed to shield bash one away, leaving it stumbling for a moment, but he was far too late to dodge the other one.

Its blade sank into his abdomen with a decisive lurch, impaling him to the tree he had been hiding behind earlier.

Link gasped, his body screaming, his mind ready to white out entirely. The lizalfos snarled, stepping forward slowly, its maw wide open as if it meant to bite off his head entirely, its breath hot and revolting.

With a scream, Link raised his sword in defiance, beheading the beast with all the energy he could muster.

The other lizalfos was getting ready to charge as the first one fell. The bokoblin was just as close. He had to act, he had to move.

With trembling hands, he gripped the sword that skewered him, nearly throwing up as he jerked it out, tears streaming down his face. The display caught the two monsters off guard for a moment, and Link felt his entire body scream and tremble and—

And tingle.

Looking up, he saw the darkness of the clouds around him. He felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up. His heart was ringing in his ears, he was sick to his stomach, and he was about to pass out.

But he knew that sensation.

Raising the Master Sword heavenward, he braced as lightning came crashing down.

His body felt like it was being shaken by Koloktos, his right knee at the brink of collapse, his mind too numb to register that he’d lost too much blood. Power emanated from his blade, glowing with such intensity that it almost blinded him. His arm stiffened as the familiar sensation of fire and energy tore through it, the majority of the lightning contained to the blade. The longer he held it, the more unstable it became, and he thrust his sword in a diagonal slash, watching it make contact with the two foes still standing.

Link didn’t even bother to see if they’d survived or not. The Master Sword fell out of his numb fingers, and he fell with it.

When nothing immediately killed him after that, he figured it had done the trick.

Gasping, he reached into his adventure pouch with trembling fingers. He ached for someone to call out to him, for Warriors to turn him over and start applying pressure to the wounds and barking orders, for Hyrule to arrive with his hands aglow, for Wild to offer one of his dozens of bottles full of potion, for Legend to nag and panic, for Twilight to fuss and reassure him and say everything would be fine, for Four to reassure Wind in the background as he fretted, for Time’s steady voice to ask for a status update and check in on him.

But no one was here. As they shouldn’t be. Because this was his fault.

And he’d be damned if he was going to die like this.

Fingers numbly curling around one of his two remaining bottles, Link popped the lid off and heard a familiar chime. A fairy flew into his line of sight, seeming to examine him, and he tried his best to prop himself up for it to see the damage.

Goddess his abdomen hurt. Link nearly begged the fairy to just hurry up when it started to twirl around him, and he felt the blessed relief of magic ease the unbearable pain into a dull ache. Drained, he collapsed as the fairy flew away.

Well… that could have gone better.

Link laid in a daze, his arm twitching, his belly aching, his back sore. He swore he blacked out at one point. He had no idea how long it had been. He was so damn tired.

But he was close. He had to be. The Shadow was starting to send reinforcements after him. That meant he had to be close.

Groaning, he slowly rolled onto his belly and pushed himself up to his knees. The rain, which had been ceaseless for what felt like hours by now, soaked him to the bone, making him shiver incessantly.

Don’t be late. Don’t screw this up.

Grabbing the Master Sword and digging her into the ground to help him stand, he muttered a quick apology to the blade for the disrespectful use and began to walk across the field.

Don’t be late. They’re counting on you. You have to fix this.

Anxiety filled him at the thought of falling behind, at the thought of anyone else getting hurt because of his mistakes, and he eventually started to increase his speed as he ran through the mud, his feet sinking into the ground as it fought his every step.

His muscles burned despite the cold. His lungs were screaming as he wheezed against the wind. He doubled over at one point, coughing and trying to catch his breath. The ground rumbled around him, the loose wet soil shifting, and he jumped, pulling out his blade as a stalfos appeared beside him, dragging itself out of the earth.

Link cut it down quickly, watching the bones tremble with cursed magic, though it seemed to be the usual sort rather than the Shadow. He shuddered for a moment, wondering who those bones belonged to, as he often had on his adventure. Was it just a magical creation entirely? Was it a fallen soldier who was cursed to fight and kill?

He froze all the way to his core. A fallen soldier who was cursed to fight and kill. Just like the others, the ones he used to call friends and brothers. Cursed to fight and kill, cursed to be hurt and dragged into wars because of his own mistake.

Cursed, cursed, cursed.

Shivering, Link sheathed his sword, took another two steps, and gasped as another stalfos came at him from behind. Though the first fell with a swing of his Master Sword, this one took several more slashes, and Link nearly collapsed from the effort. He was exhausted.

Thunder roared overhead, and the area was illuminated once more. In the brief flash of visibility, Link could make out a gate off in the distance at the edge of the field, and the silhouette of a monumental structure – a castle.

That had to be the capital, right? The others always spoke of Castle Town, and that was a castle. So that had to be it. They would no doubt have supplies that he could buy to prepare for his next hunt – he’d moved too quickly in the other village to really stop for anything.

He would find the Shadow. He would end this. And he would do so without letting anyone else get hurt. This was his fault, his responsibility. If this Shadow was an agent of Ganon, then Link would cut his way to the source and get it right this time.

Link doubled over, coughing and spitting out some phlegm. His body was so racked with tremors from the cold and exhaustion that he could barely walk. Holding his sword tightly in his hand, he stumbled in the direction of the castle.

Not much farther, he told himself, coughing again after a few steps. His chest felt like it was on fire. His right knee gave out and he stumbled, catching himself at the last second. Gritting his teeth, he continued ahead, however haltingly, and let his determination drive him.

He would succeed. He would defeat the Shadow and he would kill Demise once and for all.

#Ilia is a horse girl through and through #I kinda wanted to do more Ordon interactions but at the same time the boys are worried and in a hurry #so it's mostly Twi catching up with family who immediately are like SLEEP YOU MORON lol #blegh my energy is garbage sorry #anyway hopefully this wasn't too dull of an update #elastic heart #writing #linkeduniverse #linked universe #sky is not having a great time right now #I figure any of the heroes can take a group of black blooded monsters but it would severely deplete their own health and supplies #which is why it isn't sustainable #so Sky can still kick butt and be a BAMF #but it just won't last #Merry Christmas!

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opens-up-4-nobody · 1 year

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#weird day. really weird day #i couldnt sleep v well bc my brain was fucked up and i was prob dehydrated so im like extremely out of focus #i did go to the health and wellness center and am now back in therapy which is why my day was so fucking wild. like im too tired so im not #opperating correctly but it was real weird. like last time i got assessed by someone who basically sorted me to a therapist according to my #problems. this time i just kinda stumbled into a 1st session with someone and i dont kno how to feel abt how it went. it was odd #like we didnt go thru like an entire thing of like what r all ur problems? it was more i started talking abt things and he got stuck on #some specific things i said and we talked abt that. which im of 2 minds abt bc he did instantly latch onto the root of some of my issues #which is that i feel fucking dumb all the time bc my brain works a little different but it also wasnt helpful bc like theres a stereotypic #verson of my experience and then theres what i actually went thru and those things dont align in the way he was talking abt it. like i #think were were just talking past eachother a bit. like he wasn't exactly wrong but i do feel a bit like i walked in with an open wound and #and he decided the best course of action was to pat me on the head and tell me im v smart so i walked out still bleeding. but i dont think #its was all bad bc it got under my skin so much. i react like a cat thrown in a bath if u try to call me smart. like fuck off. yes ok im #smart. i have a certified document saying that i have above average intelligence. big fucking whoop. im too fucking dyslexic to do anything #right and my brain is constantly trying to strangle me to death. he called me a gifted kid. fuck u i was too fucking dyslexic to b a gifted #kid. stop talking abt the positive aspects of the compulsive way i live my life when its literally strangling me to death and i want it to #stop. acknowledge my pain old man. also i hate thst therapists hate the word weird. its not a bad word i like that word. i disagree #fundamental with the assertion that its bad. also he pointed out that i talk like a freak. like a person with high intelligence. fuck u i #like words. i will peel my own skin off if u call me smart one more time. lol i was so mad. i argued with him like the whole time. also he #mentioned horoscopes which was weird but whatever. we'll see how the next one goes. i told him to his face i i didnt kno if what we talked #abt was helpful. possibly the rudest ive ever been to a stranger lol. well see how the next session goes. at least it was interesting #god. im fucking so tired and wrung out.#unrelated

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aseriesofunfortunatejan · 10 months

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Little reminder about the spoon theory, since I referenced it a couple times recently! When I talk about "running out of spoons" this is what I'm referring to, not... literal spoons. (No matter where I live, we always have more *literal* spoons than every other cutlery. I don't even use them that much? I'd say I use forks the most. Where's my freedom of choice in this?)

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In this video, Jessica uses two Sims as an example of how a disabled person may run out of metaphorical spoons from daily activities, while it doesn't even need to be a consideration for the able-bodied Sim. Of course, that's just one example of how to explain it, but who doesn't love Jessica,

#spoon theory #< tagging to find my own post again if needed #i don't really use the spoon theory all that much to refer to myself because i don't currently believe i'm at risk of running out of spoons #in my daily life? at least physically. in regards to mental health i'd have to do some more. self analysing.#but there are specific instances in which i'm operating on limited spoons or run out of spoons faster which is why it comes up #(the issue with using the spoon theory with mental health is that there have been times in my life when i think i started my day on two #spoons and ran out right away lol. don't even wanna think about it)#//#qt as in queue tag #Youtube

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sutorus · 6 months

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HEART SHAKER

PAIRING: gojo satoru x reader

WC: ~1k

WARNINGS: established relationship, suggestive language, flirting, attempts at humor. fluff, somehow.

A/N: super freaking unedited i just had to get this out bc i can’t believe it’s not smut LOL

“god, you’re squeezing me so hard, sweetheart.”

you look up through your eyelashes at your boyfriend, brows set low in a warning. he only smirks.

you pump harder.

“oh fuck, it’s so tight right now.”

you huff in annoyance, slapping both hands down on your legs.

“can you stop? i lost count!”

satoru laughs at you, throwing his head back.

you cringe at how loud his movements sound in your ears, the stethoscope you were using still pressed to his skin.

you release the pressure on the cuff around his arm, sighing deeply.

“once again, i’m going to ask you,” you enunciate the words slowly, your eyes aiming at his, right behind that blindfold. “why don’t you have shoko do this?”

you’re sure if it were her measuring his blood pressure she could get actual accurate results.

satoru tilts his head, smiling sweetly.

“and why would i do that?” he singsongs. “you’re the prettiest little doctor around.”

“resident,” you correct him.

you wish so badly that he was due for a vaccine or something, just so you would have an excuse to stab him.

of course, you weren't complaining. you’re incredibly lucky that shoko took you under her wing once you got a job at the school. you weren’t able to master reverse cursed technique at her level quite yet, but you were just as good of a regular doctor as she was.

it didn’t matter how good you were though, because you weren’t a pediatrician or a saint, and it takes one of either to deal with gojo satoru as a patient.

“why do we even bother with check ups?” he asks, leaning back on the exam table. “i am literally healing my body twenty-four-seven.”

you roll your eyes, grabbing the light test hammer.

“what kind of question is that? sit up straight,” you shuffle on your chair, getting in between his too-spread legs. whore.

satoru shrugs, kicking his dangling feet. “a valid one.”

you bring the hammer down hard on his knee to check his reflexes. naturally, it stops just shy of his leg.

you don’t even have to look. you know he’s smirking again.

“turn infinity off.”

“‘turn infinity off’? you’re so cute,” he replies. you try to hit him with the hammer again to no avail. “i need to teach you some combat skills, girl.”

“and i need to examine you,” you get up off your seat, facing him. satoru leans in with a grin. “behave.”

he won’t.

“wanna play doctor?”

you ignore his voice and the obvious glee in it, a retort dying on your tongue because you do actually have to carry out a check up, to the best of your abilities.

grabbing your clipboard, you skim through his most recent health assessment records.

he complained about a migraine to shoko.

it makes your heart seize for just a moment, to think of all the stress satoru puts himself through to have his technique active at all times.

“how’s your head?” you ask him.

“you tell me,” his foot grazes the back of your knee, coaxing you closer. “any complaints?”

a dissatisfied sound comes out of your mouth as you press your hands to his chest instinctively, forcing distance between you two.

“satoru, please.”

“do you worry, baby?” he reaches out to tentatively hold the side of your face. “don’t worry about me.”

“it’s literally my job,” you trail off, head dropping.

satoru lifts your chin up and presses his lips to yours for a second or two.

“sorry, sorry,” he says before you can chastise him. “couldn’t help it. you look so cute all worked up.”

at this point you just twist your lips disapprovingly, putting the stethoscope earpieces back on.

you press it to his chest and listen as he breathes in and out.

“satoru,” you frown. “are you okay?”

“hmm?”

you look at him knowingly, a smirk of your own blooming on your face.

“why is your heart beating so fast?”

at that, your awful, awful boyfriend finally has the decency to blush.

“and you’re breathing so hard, too—“

“it’s hard, alright—“

“—we might have to schedule some follow up exams,” you click your pen to fill out the form, neglecting the way he leans into you.

“anytime,” he huffs out, breath skirting on your face where you stand between his knees. “do i get a lollipop for being such a good boy?”

“no,” you reply, taking a step forward. “but you can have this.”

you plant a kiss on his lips, letting it linger for longer than it should as he holds your hips tightly.

he hums contentedly when you pull away.

“mm, smart and generous,” satoru noses your jawline. “how did i get so lucky?”

you fight the sudden shyness rising up at his words.

“the same way i got so unlucky,” you smile at his pout. “life’s just not fair.”

he coos.

“you sweettalk all your patients or am i special?”

despite your best efforts not to, you grin at that.

“the most special,” you say, interlocking your fingers. “now get back to work.”

satoru grumbles a complaint but hops off the table nonetheless.

“thanks a bunch for seeing me, doc,” he leans down to hover his face right above yours. you push him away with a fingertip to his forehead.

“no problem. now shoo.”

you walk up to your desk to hopefully do some actual work now that your most special patient is leaving.

“ah, but i was wondering—“

“yes?” you don’t bother looking up from your paperwork.

“if you could give me some anatomy lessons sometime—“

“out!”

he slips out the door before you can turn around to see it.

you take a deep breath.

you love satoru to death, but you’re beginning to understand why shoko picked up smoking as a stress reliever.

#✩.petra.doc #✩.gojo #gojo satoru hcs #gojo satoru x you #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x you #gojo x reader #gojo x y/n #gojo satoru fic #gojo satoru au #why is tagging so embarrassing like bye #gojo fluff #gojo satoru x female reader #gojo satoru x gender neutral reader

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astrayzmoa · 16 days

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𝐓𝐗𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 —> "𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐏𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄?" —> 𝐏𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐘

Genre —> Fluff

—> will txt peel your orange for you? Will they complain? Will they not do it? Will they do it willingly?

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YEONJUN

• what the flip guys

• you sometimes don't even have to ask, if he's getting himself fruit to eat he's getting you some too in a cute little bowl so y'all can eat your fruits together

• like...if you ask him to peel you an orange then okay sure no problem baby!!

• bro doesn't even think twice

• if his baby want their orange peeled bc they don't want it to get in their nails then sure!!! He loves you too much tbh

• just wouldn't question it too much so dont worry! You're all in good hands

• def a guy tho to do acts of service a lot for you, even if you ask or not

• baby js cares and wants to make sure you're okay! He def has the urge to take care of you a lot.

SOOBIN

• papa bunny does it usually when you're sick, unless you ask ofc

• like, if you're sick he'll get you some fruit he knows you love and give you it without asking for it

• any other time tho you'll have to ask him and tell him because you don't feel like getting your hands messy/sticky (or any other excuse lol)

• "yeah, okay..sure." shows a tiny little dimple smile and does it!!!>0<

• WITH A FOREHEAD SMOOCH AFTER OFC GRRR OTL

• easy, right?

• hes just glad to help you honestly

• "you feelin' better, baby? A little? Ok, get some more rest, sweet girl." With his little 🥺 staring at you and and and😭

• okay but realistically he sometimes just stares at you :D and then shakes his head and says, "ahh, no." Lololol he's joking pls joke back.

BEOMGYU

• oooo he's a menace

• tease you a little before giving in lol

• "wha? Why?..oh, hmm..no." then he'll get up and push you down if you try and get up to do it yourself 💀

• cutiee, he just likes to mess with you

• but he'll cut you some fruit! Tho he might make a mess so🧍🏻‍♀️

• no matter how it turns out pls eat it n be happy he worked hard😓

• if he's getting himself food or a snack or a drink or wtvr he'll get you one too without saying anything or you asking

• gyuie's just cute like that guys

• "here!!!! I bought you a drink! :)" pls take it and thank him and drink it happily 😭🙏🏻

TAEHYUN

• nooo cause his love language is def acts of service

• so he def does things for you a lot, me thinks

• you're cold? Cool here's his hoodie

• oh, you're hungry? Don't worry you'll be filled up real soon, he's cooking you something!!>.<

• he will gladly peel you an orange if you want one, an apple, he will peel it if it's peelable guys

• "mhm, okay." 5 mins later, "here, eat up, pretty girl."

• OTL

• I need him so bad guys😭

• idk he's just really thoughtful and always puts you before himself

• especially when it comes to health and food n stuff

• "here, have the rest of my food I'm full." *You end up feeding him some while you finish it.*

HUENINGKAI

• HES SO SWEET GOD PLS I NEED HIM 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

• whenever he eats something I know he gives you a few bites even if you have your own

• def rubs your tummy after you're done eating I'm sobbing

• 🧍🏻‍♀️

• but, anyway, hes just very thoughtful and wants to make sure you're okay

• "babyyyy! Would you like some? I figured we could try it since we've never had it before." You agree and he's so happy and he airplanes you the food IM BITING CEMENT

• this is so offtrack😭

• erm moral of the story he thinks of you a lot so yes, he in fact would peel you an orange and care for you happily!>0<

• at first tho he'll prob give you the most confused face ever bc you've never had a problem before..? But okay!!😊

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lxstfathier · 9 months

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Hi could you please do sex pollen with bass or Alejandro Vargas or both with an inexperienced female reader please

Anon? anon who is bass?? i couldn’t figure out who you meant so, here it is, i did it with ale ;)

Flowers

Alejandro Vargas x Reader

Warnings: unprotected sex, p in v, sex pollen, squirting, age-gap, another fic of Ale taking our virginity cuz we love that shit!

A/N: i actually loved writing this lol, it was fun. you know english is not my first language, so there might be some errors, but i hope y’all like it 💗

You don’t remember exactly what happened. The mission went wrong, and you followed colonel Vargas into the woods, trying to scape from enemy fire, accidentally running into some bushes full of strange colorful flowers that you had never seen before. Then it all went blurry.

Now, two hours later, you’re on base again, feeling really weird. Your whole body is sensitive, as if it has been set on fire, heavy breaths escape your lips and a thin layer of sweat starts to appear on your skin. How are you supposed to deal with it? you don’t even know what is going on, but you try your best to stay quiet while a nurse examines all your vital signs.

“You’re fine” she says after making sure that you don’t have anything that could possibly affect your health. “But it seems that you’re under the influence of some… natural aphrodisiac. So i’d suggest you to, y’know, relieve all that sexual energy, it will make you feel way better.”

Natural aphrodisiac? oh, so now you finally understand why your poor pussy is so wet, clenching around nothing and practically begging to be fucked. It makes sense. However, you don’t have a problem with masturbating a few times until the effects wear off. So you thank her, and then make your way out of the medical bay, walking straight to your own room.

But you didn’t expected to run into you colonel again. Those flowers should have affected him the same way as you, that’s for sure, what is he doing in the hallway? he should be inside his room, doing god knows what to help himself with that issue.

“Sargento” Alejandro calls you, forcing you to stop dead on your tracks, even though both of you are not in the mood for talking. “What did the nurse told you?”

“She said i’m fine. It’s just the effects of a natural aphrodisiac what’s making me feel so weird.” you answer, smiling at him, trying to play it cool. “Why? do you have the same?.”

“Si” he nods, but you don’t hear the rest, all of your concentration is now looking at his pretty brown eyes, his lips, his stubbly jaw, his broad shoulders, his strong arms in that tight shirt, and that obvious bulge inside his cargo pants.

He’s always been a good looking man, you won’t deny it, but right now? he’s fucking sexy, radiating a strong masculine essence that makes your knees go weak and the heat in your belly grow more intense. Almost as if you were a bitch in heat.

All of your shyness is gone, and before you know it, you’re grabbing his hand to guide him into your room, not even caring that he’s way older than you, a colonel who is supposed to be your superior. The arousal clouds your mind, not being able to think about anything else than getting pounded by him all night until you can’t remember your own name.

And Alejandro knows he shouldn’t be so eager to fuck his sergeant, but how can he tell you no when you look so pretty and so damn needy?

Once you’re both inside, with the door locked and the lights on, he pins you to the wall, kissing you passionately as his big hands roam your clothed body. Something new to you, considering the fact that you had never been touched by a man before this.

Should you tell him that he’s about to be the your first sexual experience? maybe, but you don’t wanna ruin the mood, so you just let go, feeling your tongues dancing with each other, running your hands over his strong chest.

But, as much as you’d love to keep kissing, the heat caused by the aphrodisiac is now unbearable, forcing both of you to pull apart and take your clothes off. And it could be part of the effect of those annoying flowers, but when you finally see his muscles, his tan skin covered in sweat, and that big veiny cock springing free, your mouth waters and your pussy throbs, clearly enjoying the view.

“Like what you see, mi amor?” he asks teasingly, and you just nod. “Cause i really do, who would have known my sergeant had such a pretty body? huh?”.

Now that Alejandro sees you all exposed for him, admiring every detail of your being, he’s sure that you’re the most beautiful girl he has ever met. If he had known what was he missing on, he would have pushed you into those bushes way earlier.

You don’t really know what to do next, you’re flustered and too inexperienced, so when he notices your hesitance, he gently guides you to the bed, telling you to lay on your back and relax.

Alejandro kisses your neck, and then slowly goes down to your tits, playing with your nipples between his teeth. It’s almost like a torture, you want more than that, involuntarily bucking your hips to get at least a little friction, anything.

“Just fuck me already, please” you beg in a high pitched voice, desperate to feel him inside you.

“Such a needy little whore” Alejandro says, mocking your pathetic cries. But you don’t care, even less when he drops to his knees, prying your legs apart to have a good look at your perfect pussy before devouring it like a starving man.

He licks and bites at your slick folds, savoring the sweet taste, dives his tongue into your hole and goes up to your clit, sucking hard. It feels really nice, better than any of those times where you played with yourself at night, and it’s not long until you’re moaning, feeling that familiar knot in your lower belly while tugging at his dark hair.

You cum easily, arching your back off the bed, almost crushing his head between your trembling legs. But that doesn’t stop him, he keeps eating you sloppily until you ride out that first orgasm.

When you come down from the high, Alejandro is already on top of you, holding your legs on his shoulders, guiding his cock to your tiny wet hole. And, without a warning, he slides inside on a singular hard thrust, making you scream at the new sensation.

He’s big, so the sudden stretch is a bit painful, but once you get adjusted to his girth and he starts moving slowly, your pained cries turn into whimpers filled with pleasure.

“F-faster Ale, please, ah- god-“ you moan into his ear, going literally stupid on his cock that you can’t even say a simple sentence.

“Yeah? you want me to destroy this pretty little pussy?”

He starts thrusting harder, pounding your tight heat in the most delicious way, hitting that sweet spot inside you over and over. It’s good, way too good actually, and you can’t help but writhe under him, digging your nails on the nape of his neck.

Another orgasm is near, you know it, and he can feel it too by the way you’re clenching around his cock.

“That’s it, preciosa, you’re taking me so well” Alejandro growls, one of his large hands going down to find your clit, rubbing it fast in circular motions. “Cum for me again, come on.”

His words, mixed with the stimulation and the way he’s ramming into you, is just what you need to see stars. You come undone once more, feeling the intense pleasure in every inch of your body, moaning so loud that probably the whole base heard.

“Fuck, look at the mess you made” he says, looking at how your sweet juices are coating his abs and pubes. Did you just squirted? hell, that’s new, you didn’t knew you could do that.

Alejandro doesn’t take long to reach his own orgasm, thrusting a few more times until he’s cumming inside, filling that pretty pussy of yours with his thick seed as he bites your neck, letting out an animalistic grunt.

You both stay like that for a minute, too fucked out to move, catching your breath. And you’re feeling better, but the effects are still not gone at all.

“That was amazing” you say, stroking his beard, pulling him in for a quick kiss. “Can we do it again?.”

“As many times as you want, preciosa.”

#alejandro vargas smut #cod smut #alejandro vargas x reader #call of duty fanfic #cod fanfic

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emo-batboy · 2 months

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i'd like the chart thanks!

Also, there's another person who wants to rp Leo, can they?

Okay a few people are asking for the chart so here’s the current chart!! (I took out some characters that are still not as fleshed out. That includes Nathan, Ria, Nina, Ashley, Zoe, Ray, Maggie, and the hater and Metropolis characters, but they’re all filler characters rn)

A Wild Battinson Character Lore Continuity

- Felicity

- Oldest of the bunch, right between Millennial and Gen Z

- Works at an office, besties with everyone there. Corporate girlie (does use the term girlboss)

- Like if a Gothamite/Bruce Wayne fan was swiftie-coded?

- She has a pet pitbull, you know that kind of white girl

- Tatum

- Goth U, Comp Sci major

- Keeps everyone he knows online at arms length so we don’t know much, has a small close knit friend group irl but he’s also mutuals with everybody on twitter because he’s that kinda guy yk?

- But they’re slowly convincing him. He’s getting there

- Marzia

- Oh god poor Marzia

- Italian, born in Northern Italy, English is her second language but you wouldn’t be able to tell if it weren’t for her slight accent

- Biggest Bruce Wayne stan, will go feral, but only gets replies from him at the worst moments possible

- *snorts like cocaine* “Please don’t do cocaine” is my personal favorite

- Goth U, she gives art major vibes but tacked on a double major in psychology last minute so now she’s staying a fifth year

- Reads smut, writes smut, part of the poetry club, def on booktok, you know the type

- Alejandro

- Runs an ice cream stand in the park on the weekends when it’s warm enough

- Bi, Dating Leo (pfp is them holding hands because he’s a whipped son of a bitch)

- He’s like if that normal-looking kind of athletic guy who always wore sweatshirts and basketball shorts to class just suddenly mentioned he had a boyfriend one day.

- He’s straight-coded but more specifically “the straight guy that gay guys have crushes on against their better judgement”-coded

- Knew the whole time he was bi but never REALLY liked a guy until Leo 🥺. whenever he looks at Leo, he’s got those madly in love eyes

- Thinks Batman is hot and suffers constant torment from Leo (who has a crush on Bruce) because of it

- Ale just wants to be bench pressed is that too much to ask? But It’s his fault he’s a twunk dating a twink so—

- Goth U, Really interested in tech stuff but he’s actually a sports medicine major. He wants to be a physical therapist for athletes

- Cannot hold his liquor

- Smile Watch

- Who knows

- It’s a mystery

- Lela

- Goth Girl

- BFF’s with Nico (goth girl, e-boy solidarity)

- Also good friends with Natalie, they lined up all their gen Ed’s together

- Chill in a Morticia Addams kinda way. She is Morticia Addams actually

- Mom owns a convenience store, she helps out after classes a lot

- Studied for the MCAT, did pretty well, she wants to be a doctor (probably neurosurgeon but it depends on what internship she gets)

- Currently completing the undergrad to grad program at Goth University with a masters in public health

- Natalie

- Former intern, now ASSISTANT at Wayne Press

- Got the job because she impressed Bruce with her good reporting skills, now works mostly on organizing press releases and maintaining Bruce’s public image

- Great at her job because she knows social media and Bruce Wayne Stans the best (she is one obv)

- (Babysits Bruce when Alfred is busy, how did this happen, why is this her job now? She’s tired of his shit lol)

- Still technically working part-time because she hasn’t gotten her degree yet, but she’s set to work full time after she graduates Goth U in May

- Sometimes while sitting at her desk she just gets that perspective shift where she’s like “how did I get here” Bruce Wayne Stans’ dreams do come true

- Caleb 🤡

- Literally 18/19 but aging faster than humanly possible with the stress he’s under

- Used to work at Bat Burger, left because the babysitting gig required more time

- Lives with his aunt who’s already retired (used to live alone, she never had kids or a husband so she’s loaded) He’s staying cuz his parents are super busy and travel for work :) and guess what crime-filled alley their window overlooks? I’ll give you one guess

- Babysits Tim, used to be a less serious gig but his parents have been out of town a lot lately (just vacationing without their child 🙄) and thankfully Caleb lives right across from their swanky apartment so he’s practically a nanny now (read: older sibling/third parent)

- Took a ton of childcare courses for this job and now he’s kind of interested in working at a daycare maybe? If Tim doesn’t kill him in his sleep first

- Recently graduated Goth High, now takes online classes at Goth Community College while deciding what to do with his life

- Jarod

- Recently graduated Goth High, now taking a gap year before starting GothU in the fall. Him and Caleb were always in the same classes so they’re super close (they’re the youngest)

- Future Comp Sci/English major (he wants to be a video game writer)

- Has a younger sister, and technically the oldest child but spiritually he’s the middle child.

- His parents and Priyanka’s parents are close friends so he kind of grew up seeing Priyanka as an older sister. That’s why they’re Like That.

- Literally so fed up with Priyanka, it’s not even funny (yes it is) but the second you’re rude to Priyanka, he will deck you, watch yourself

- Katie (Sweater Thief)

- ER Nurse at Gotham General Hospital, mostly does night shifts

- Gives chronically online energy when she’s online, but everyone in real life wouldn’t suspect a thing because she’s so good at having her life together (the code switch will give you whiplash)

- Surprisingly older than most of the others despite being Like That.

- Literally graduated with a 4.2 GPA how tf?

- BFF’s with Leo then became BFF’s with Ale too after they started dating (she is slowly corrupting Ale and I think that’s beautiful)

- Creator of the Babygirl Bruce Wayne Agenda and PROUD

- Priyanka

- Works at coffee shop owned by her mom called Caffe Mood. She plans to run it one day. Currently a barista

- Goth U, business major (accounting)

- Bilingual, knows Hindi

- LESBIAN QUEEN

- Despite being gay, She is allowed to think Bruce Wayne is hot, that is her Right

- Mad fucking crush on Georgia, calls her Georgie. Intends to never tell a soul. Will fail miserably

- Dead fucking set on the idea that Batman’s a vampire

- But she thinks everyone’s a vampire so—

- Her parents and Jarod’s parents are close friends so she kind of grew up seeing Jarod as a younger brother. That’s why they’re Like That

- Jarod is constantly on her nerves, wtf Jarod (but be mean to him and she’ll kill you)

- Leo

- Works at bookstore called Gotham City Bookstore

- Gay, Dating Alejandro

- Twink (derogatory)

- Swears his gaydar is the most accurate there is (always wrong)

- Made being gay his entire personality because he had an identity crisis in middle school and proceeded to have a massive crush on some straight guy all of high school (that guy was Ale, Leo’s gaydar is so off)

- BFF’s with Katie despite being a few years younger. They were in a high school production of Sweeney Todd together and the rest was history

- Calls every single celebrity gay as a joke, Ale reigns him in if he’s getting too out of hand

- Used to have a mad celebrity crush on Bruce, still kinda (definitely) does

- Attends GothU, undecided for a while but ultimately settled on mathematics because it’s ironically his best subject

- One of those mf’s that needs to be held back at all costs, god help Ale

- Rose 🌹

- Works a tailoring job full time

- Good friends with Felicity, she’s like the black cat to Felicity’s golden retriever

- 70% super nice and chill, 30% wild card party girl

- Gets drinks with friends a lot, tweets when drunk but no one can tell the difference. It’s amazing

- Does not seem horny, is horny. But like normal about it? If that’s a thing

- Nico

- Kinda plays the straight man of the group if the straight man was emo

- BFF’s with Lela (e-boy, goth girl solidarity)

- KING of twitter roasts. He makes memes to end lives.

- Pansexual, single, and probably writing bad poetry in his diary about it but don’t tell anyone

- Goth U, actually dunno the major. Probs public health with Lela but doesn’t want to be a doctor. More like research parallel to social sciences

- Has a 8/9yo sister named Madelaine whom he would die for despite not expecting to be an older brother so late in the game (what were his parents thinking)

- Has tea parties with her and all that jazz. She steals his eyeliner and chain accessories all the time, also she’s friends with Dick and Barbie (yes, Barbara Gordon) so sometimes he watches over their play dates

- He’s a “tough emo boy” so he totally doesn’t laugh at Madelaine’s puns. He’s a bitch ass liar

- Kellyanne

- GothU, marine biology. Transferred from GCCC with an associates degree to save money but now she’s got a full ride cuz of the WE higher education fund

- More recent Bruce Stan

- Pretty poor upbringing, that’s how she met Bruce Wayne. He bought her whole family groceries one night after her card declined at the convenience store trying to buy dinner

- Now she’s in it for the long haul :)

- Lia

- GothU, fashion merchandising

- A GIRL’S GIRL

- Older sister also attends Goth U, but she’s in med school

- More recent Bruce Wayne stan, still not particularly in with the culture and jokes but getting there

- Friends with Georgia and Elizabeth irl. Elizabeth was in the same sorority before graduating first. Got to know Georgia after Lia found her dog with Bruce at the park outside GothU. They party together now

- Elizabeth

- Graduated GothU last May and worked an internship at LexCorp, immediately regretted it but snagged a job at WE (thank god)

- Now works as a research assistant at Wayne Tech in the R&D department for commercial products

- Didn’t really get the whole Bruce Wayne Stan thing until Bruce Wayne personally wished her a happy birthday?? The man is so sweet?

- Absolutely loves her job but still screams at rubber ducks over faulty code in her little cubicle, but that’s the industry she chose so it’s a give and take

- Met Natalie through Stan twitter and now they DM each other about working at Wayne Enterprises

- Doesn’t post much on twitter but follows the main Bruce Stan accounts, irl friends with Lia and Georgia

- Georgia

- Has a dog named Bean

- GothU, majoring in like three languages, polyglot (including Hindi 😏)

- Works at a retail home decor kinda store (home goods?)

- So lesbian-coded, but does not know it yet. Priyanka is her gay awakening. She is now a regular at Caffe Mood (She thinks she just likes the coffee (yeah right))

- Works at Goth U’s admissions department over the summer too

- Once got drunk and locked herself onto a roof by accident, ended up hanging out with Batman (he offered to break into her apartment for her but she said “nah”)

- Jane

- Works at Wayne Enterprises

- Runs bring your kid to work day (idk what her actual job is but she’s an Essential Worker, okay?)

- Very sweet, 10/10, looks on the bright side but never in a toxic positivity way

- Super social too, became work friends with Bruce because she’s nice but not draining to his social battery? They have lunch on occasion

- Watched the Graysons die with Bruce, call that trauma bonding

- Watched her toxic ex’s car burn to a crisp after a joker spree and took a selfie with it (she can have a little revenge, as a treat)

#a wild battinson #battinson #bruce wayne #batman

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 2 months

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AITA for telling a school counselor about what my friend does online?

I (F minor) am in middle school. I have a group of friends, about 8 people, but this is about one girl in specific we can call Annie. All of us are mutuals on tumblr, twitter, etc. and we have a discord server too.

All of us are into a lot of the same things, like art, anime, video games, and have a lot of the same hobbies. Most of us also struggle with mental health stuff like anxiety and/or depression so we regularly talk to our school counselor (F, Idk how old she is).

Anyways, we're all really close and we get along really well for the most part, but lately Annie has been doing stuff that really bothers and worries us.

She's VERY into internet discourse. Has 10 paragraph long DNI page, is constantly starting fights with other people, etc. She usually argues about stuff like LGBT+ rights, womens rights, etc. but also a LOT of fandom discourse which is my biggest concern.

A lot of my other friends reblog/retweet stuff like anime gifs, fanart, memes, etc. but pretty much every post I see from Annie is her fighting with someone over shipping or something like that.

A lot of the posts are basically:

Her talking about how disgusting a certain ship or character is

How everyone who likes that specific thing is a degenerate, or freak, or pedo or groomer.

How if you like problematic ships you need to get a therapist, or you deserve to be hurt. Once I saw her arguing with someone who said they write certain stuff due to trauma and she said "You don't have trauma, you're either lying or you actually liked it and that's why you write such disgusting nasty shit"

Fighting with random people and accusing them of being a predator or a pedo

Breaking her own DNI (which says adults, proshitters, etc. DNI) and then getting mad at the other person for responding

It's really upsetting to see because she does this CONSTANTLY. She never seems to use tumblr/twitter to do things she actually likes. I never see her reblog gifs or memes or just silly lighthearted posts about stuff she enjoys.

It's especially upsetting because we're minors and she TELLS PEOPLE THAT. Like she's arguging with people that she thinks are pedos or child predators, while openly telling people her actual age. To me that's like covering yourself in bloody steaks and then jumping into water full of sharks.

I was really starting to get concerned because even in our private discord server she's always talking about how much she hates these people or whatever and how they should die, a lot of the time she says things like "they should get the wall" or "I hope their nasty fanfics happen to them irl that would teach them lol" and it really freaks me out.

She also talks about seeing the "child porn" that these people make which as far as I'm aware is drawings of characters but it still freaks me out how open and calm she is about looking at what she THINKS is child porn. I asked her if it's child porn why is it being linked in callout posts for other people (including minors!) to see and not being reported to the FBI but she just gets mad and changes the subject.

Me and our other friends have mentioned before that we don't like hearing about this kind of stuff but then she just gets mad and goes offline or gives us the silent treatment at school.

A month or so ago I got so fed up and upset, that I took a bunch of screenshots of her tumblr account and discord messages. One thing to note is that her username is VERY specific.

It's a combination of her first and last name and her birth year. Most people will not know that, but if you know her name and birthday, it's easy to tell it's her. She also goes by her real name online which I also screenshotted as proof it's her.

I brought all this to the school counselor, and I told her how worried I was about Annie, and how I think she's doing something really unsafe. Not only is she confronting people she thinks are child predators/groomers, she's telling people they deserve to get hurt in really awful ways, and looking at porn and I don't think this is good for her mental health.

The counselor at first was like "Idk are you SURE it's her? It could be anyone online!" But I insisted that it was and explained the username thing and that this was our private discord server so obviously I know it's her.

She thanked me for letting her know and told me I was being a good friend and then we talked about how I was doing, and then I left. I kind of forgot about it until a week later.

Annie wasn't online at all and I was kind of worried, but then I saw her on Monday at school. I was with our other friends and we called out her name so she would see us and come over and she LOST IT. She started screaming at us and telling us how awful we were, and how we ruined her life.

Idk what exactly happened, but apparently the counselor talked to her and her parents got involved? Her parents now monitor her internet usage, they have child safety stuff on the browsers, and she's only allowed on certain websites for doing research for school, or watching videos on youtube on their account so they can see what videos she's watching, or playing games on steam.

She said that her parents are also putting her in therapy once a week now (with an actual therapist, not the counselor) and she's only allowed to go out with an adult chaperone (either her older sister or one of her parents).

But... None of our friends know it was me who told the counselor. Annie has other friends besides us, so they're also "suspects" for being the snitch. It seems like half of our friends are relieved that Annie is kept away from that kind of stuff and the other half are mad at whoever the snitch is for ratting Annie out and resulting in her having less privacy/freedom.

At first I was happy that Annie was getting help and being kept away from this but now I feel really conflicted. I feel so disgusting talking to her and our other friends and pretending nothing happened, knowing that I was the one who told the counselor.

Annie still talks to us but she's a lot less open. We still have our discord server but apparently her parents will read through the messages to make sure she's not talking about anything bad and that she's only talking to us and not strangers.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #ship discourse

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beesfairlyland · 3 months

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How to get you Desires instantly?...jk...just wanna talk about my take on 'void state'!!

First of all i hate the word void (not kinda hate hate...but the way ppl are obsessed over it... even i was once lol). After studying the concept of Non-Duality the way i used to see the void ...the way i used to put it on pedestal (i cringed😭) it all changed. I realised we are putting something on the pedestal to which we give the existence.

Void is nothing more than a state that exists because YOU give your awareness to it. Void is a state just like Bee(me) is a state that SELF created! There's nowhere to reach/enter.

Void is nothing but just to be aware of being unconscious. To be aware while this body sleeps.

Okayy I'll ask you to simply meditate....not to reach anywhere...not to enter void....not to get your desires.

Soo first get in comfortable position to meditate.

Now just focus on your breathing, let the thoughts pass by don't engage with them. Just watch them and keep your focus on breathing.

Slowly your mind will start to quieten. As your are observing all this happening. You'll know that you are just the observer of thoughts...you are not the thought....these thoughts ain't yours but of this unreal mind's.

This meditation is to just make you realise that you are the awareness behind these thoughts not the thought itself.

Continue focusing on the breathing. There will be a moment where the mind will become silent and that's when you are one with the awareness. That's the NON-DUAL STATE aka the void state.

This meditation is not to reach the non dual state.... it's to know that you are the observer doesn't matter if the mind goes silent or not. Just to experience who you are try this meditation with zero expectations. If mind got silent great!! But if it didn't then also greatt!!

Now the main problem/mistake that ppl do while meditating for the non-dual state(void state). They don't let the mind think itself....they think with the mind themselves. Didn't understand? Wait lemme explain....you don't let the mind wander or think on it's own instead you yourself start thinking....if i am doing it right, how much more time, it'll be happening soon bla bla.

Just only coz y'all 'try' the void to get your 'desires' that feeling makes you anxious. Getting everything all at once sounds too good to be true to the ego (tho you ALREADY have everything) soo it starts getting anxious and that's totally opposite of meditating.

When bloggers say 'void' is easy....IT ISSS. But this ego don't wanna believe it.

And no you really don't need to affirm, or do methods, listen to subliminals, need a void concept (lol wtf is even that), LITERALLY NOTHING. IT'S JUST A STATE THAT YOU BECOME AWARE OF!!

It's just you are aware of getting your 'desires' instantly... that's why you get your 'desires' instantly. Void ain't your purest form or something. It's just a state from which you can experience you being the awareness from the closest (or may be not).

Literally ppl have hyped it soo much that now it's toxic. I am not against the 'void state'. But the way ppl ruin their mental health by putting something like this on the pedestal....it shrinks my heart. Coz I've been thru that and i don't want y'all go thru the same phase of exhaustion.

Just know that it's just a made up state just like this ego is made up by the SELF. Nothing special at all!!

Hope i could convey what i wanted too!🫶🏻✨

-Love, bee💗🧚🏻‍♀️

#non dualism #nonduality #void #void state #non duality #nondualism #self realization #realisation #consciousness #self

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Ok so tmi (on the tmi blog lol) but the first day of my Cycle I had a dream that I had just given birth and I was holding my baby and I was goddamn euphoric even though the logical part of me was like “???? I am 22 and broke i CANNOT have a baby rn” and I woke up crying and called my friends like I WANNA HAVE A BAAAAAABYYYYY I WANT A BAAAAAAABYYYYYYYY so basically. Imagine. Miguel catches you in a moment of weakness. And he NEVER. FUCKING. FORGETS IT.

Oh wow girlie those period hormones grabbed you by the uterus and absolutely REFUSED to let go

NO BUT FOR REAL don't look at me but I've been thinking of a concerning number of ideas where it's like, "Reader suddenly realizes they may want a baby and is actually putting serious thought into it and Miguel finds out (bet your ass Peter B tells him, i can see him as a "well intentioned" platonic guardian/mentor figure who sells you out to Miguel the second he thinks you're doing something risky or he thinks it's for your own good) and Miguel starts making all these plans and preparations behind your back to have a baby with you" and obviously I like the extra juicy option of "he found out you got extremely depressed and tied your tubes or something because you either see no point in you having a kid/think it's too late, OR, Miguel was the only person you were looking at as a potential father and you either decide it wouldn't work out or he does something to hurt you and you lose trust in him" so like, the double whammy combo of him being hit with the news you basically walled off your fertility that he's kinda fantasizing about AND you blame him for it

You see him chokeslam Miles on the train and having all these serious anger and stress issues and you're like "hmmmm don't like that" and basically make the tubal ligation appointment that week (but, you know, he'll either interfere before you can actually get it or even reverse it later on)

Like. Ugh I'm not sure if I should go super into detail bc I feel like I want to put this scene in the YouTwo fic or in a different idea i have thats more centered around motherhood, but, picture he catches you in his monitor room one day after you've lost your home dimension, you're having a little more than just a small identity crisis, and he catches you having Lyla show you the model for your life, or what the algorithm had predicted your life was supposed to be like before your universe just magically poofed away. You're just staring at these holograms with tears running down your face and he occasionally catches you starting to reach out like you want to touch what you see. He comes to stop you because he already knows all too well where this could lead, you can't become tempted to break canon and go somewhere else, but you beg him to let you watch just a little longer

"I was supposed to get MARRIED! I was supposed to have a BABY! I was supposed to have a family!! It's not fair!!"

And he's in total agreement with you because, who even fucking knows why your universe suddenly destabilized and vanished. He sees you as this person who has so much promise and potential who had their destiny and future literally snatched away from them and now you're lost and confused on what you're supposed to do, like really he totally understands why you feel so aimless. But watching these holograms is like torturing yourself, and he goes to stop you when you just keep crying because this is basically sending you into a critical mental health episode

"Someone was supposed to fall in love with me... we were supposed to have a baby... would I have been a good mom? Would I have had a boy or a girl? Cant you at least let me find out what my daughter's name would have been?"

And it's like NOOOO you can't hit him with the daughter card, don't you see what you've DONE!!! Gets him right in the heart. Now he's got this massive soft spot for you, bigger than it already was anyways, and he can tell over time you're just really starting to, grieve the future you were supposed to have, falling into a depression. Peter B is hanging around with Mayday like he usually does as both men can tell you're really staring at his baby today and he offers to teach you how to hold her. you're standing there misty eyed twirling one of her little curls around your finger as her dad starts volunteering information to you, "you know she's about XYZ months old now, they aren't really talking yet at this age but they're really curious about their surroundings and--"

Miguel watches as you start talking about children and suddenly get this really really tortured expression and just say "it's not meant to happen" and or some combination of "it's too late for me" and gives him his baby back a little too quickly in typical "I am clearly leaving the room to go cry" fashion. Meanwhile Peter B is like 38 wondering why you think you're out of time or it's not supposed to happen

Miguel's working one day and Peter is trying to shove his phone in his face, "you know I think this is one of the BEST photos of Mayday I've ever taken, she's looking so cute here, you just GOTTA see it" and Pete just won't let up and Miguel finally looks just to humor him because the man is being unusually annoying and, it's a photo of Mayday, duh, but being held by you, and you're clearly looking down at her with watering eyes and the smallest little smile that says "I'll die for you" and Peter is just all 😏 as Miguel is 'suddenly' interested in the photo. "That's a really good photo of MAYDAY, right? 😏 I figured you would like it, that photo of MAYDAY 😏" and Miguel is just grumbling and grouchy bc he sees what this guy is tryna do, but he's still like ".... send it to me later, I'm trying to work right now"

It's even worse if you're a member of his strike force because you're constantly around him, Peter B, and Jess. Miguel just, idly wondering where you are and deciding to walk around a little bit and eventually finds that you're having some sort of conversation with Peter B and Jess and he can tell you look really weepy as the other woman invites you to feel her baby kicking, like, you could not more obviously be developing baby fever, and you ARE around that age, and ESPECIALLY if you live in Nueva York because it's like, YEAH you're still a Spider and YEAH you help the Society with stuff but. Your home universe is gone, your canon is gone, you're kind of. Free as a bird really? But you're also scared because, if someone was destined to love you, does that mean it technically isn't meant to be to fall for anyone else? You can't exactly hook up with people at the Spider Society because of canon or them already having relationships, and you don't exactly have identifying documents if you wanted to try and adopt

I think it'd really reach a stressful breaking point if you and the strike force go to another universe to fight an anomaly and Miguel catches you staring out into the crowd of people you just saved and he sees what youre looking at instantly and his heart sinks. Another you, another normal you, never bitten by a Spider, is standing there with her husband and her little sputtering baby, and he has to all but drag you away as you cry "it's not fair, it's not fair, why does SHE get a normal life!!"

Sidebar for a moment, I think that's probably also one thing that would be so INFURIATING about the doppelganger stealing your life story because THEY have a home universe and YOU don't. They take your life, they take literally everything you have left, your friends, your sense of community, your literal purpose. I've already decided on YTs motivations but could you imagine you finding out YouTwo actually has a decent life and maybe even a husband and kid of their own and you're just furious because they're basically abandoning their duties back home not only as a Spider but as a parent/spouse to steal what YOU have? You can't kill them because it would break their canon and kill like countless people but Miguel and the others would def let you beat the shit out of your evil double and get some of your anger out. Like. Jesus could you imagine Miguel kicks you out thinking you're the fake and after you're gone, YouTwo breaks canon and that's what exposes them, or theyre exposed when they eventually take a trip back home and get caught. The Society's regret, the guilt, the anger, just marinate me with the drama

But anyways back to Being Sad and Babycrazy, you go missing one day and Miguel has to decide what to do when he finally tracks your bracelet and you're back in THAT dimension again. He has to physically track you down using your bracelet's signal because you refuse to answer his messages and you're, in the home of the other you while she takes a brief nap, in the nursery, holding her baby. Miguel quietly climbs through the window and you're in a rocking chair and you've got her hugged to your chest and your eyes are closed and you sense him and, obviously cry because you know you have to leave. Unlike with the holograms he doesn't give you any leeway on this, putting his foot down that this has to end here, this cant go on, this is already so dangerous. And, you're good for him and understand, leaving the baby back in its crib as you and Miguel warp away. You're heartbroken but ultimately understanding when he has to disable your watch's ability to visit that specific dimension again, and you're obviously extremely depressed for a while, having multiple Spiders coming to check in on you as word spreads around that you aren't doing well

I can just see Reader becoming kind of desperate because the only options for a baby you really have left is to either 1. get a serious relationship, which you're scared of because you have to trust that person and who can you even pick, you're nervous about breaking canon or something, or 2. Get some random person to impregnate you so you can run off with the baby

Miguel gets a call from Peter B that you went to a bar and you're EXTREMELY wasted as you try to pick someone, ANYONE up and like, you have admirers for sure but there's enough decent people around to keep the creeps in line, clearly you are in a vulnerable state of mind right now, and Miguel gets to tote your drunken ass back home as you drunkenly word vomit all your feelings to him because, unfortunately for you, he has your trust, and you need comfort right now, and you even ask him about what being a parent was like for him. You encouragingly tell him he shouldn't give up if he still wants kids, you trying to be genuinely nice and not trying to imply anything, blubbering about how he deserves to still be happy and he's still got time, and here's Miguel who's practically tracking your cycles at this point, TOTALLY not going to use anything you say to him while you're piss-drunk against you

Especially if you add ABO into the mix and you have a Miguel who's either Alpha/Omega and is already babycrazy af and he sees you literally fucking YEARNING for it, like. You've got a 6'9" Alpha basically looking at you, his poor lil Omega crush, with the big yandere goo goo eyes and how you need all this love and support and stability and how you're in need of a proper husband and of course he's all too willing to volunteer himself for the job. Even if he's too awkward to come right out to you and say it, he'll be thinking in his head and planning behind your back ways to take care of you, keep you away from any drugs/alcohol (no more smoking weed with metro boomin Spiderman, you've gotta detox your body to have a baby! Also, different concept but, Miguel basically keeping you in a bubble to control all your meals and recreational activities and all of that so he can make sure you're perfectly healthy for a baby)

Don't let this man catch you slipping up! Throw you to the Spider Society and you'll come back pregnant 😭 he sees you so depressed and wanting a baby and it's like well, if your life needs new meaning, he can help literally make one for you 😏 he's been feeling protective and nurturing of you anyways, so, it's an extra benefit for him to think of getting to have both you AND a little baby of your very own ❤️

#yandere miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #yandere spidereverse #sinprompts #yandere stuff #godddd listening to light the city up reallt gets me hyped

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onyourowndaisymae · 1 year

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obey me dateables (+ luke) presenting you with a friendship bracelet in return

lol sorry i've been a bit mia recently... i finish undergrad in a few days and have been a little swamped! + i have a mystery health condition i'm still trying to get under control that flares up with stress, so... clearly it's been a bit busy for me. i thought finally reversing my friendship bracelet prompt would be a wonderful way to get back in touch with all my blorbos. so! without any further ado, enjoy!

[presenting the demon brothers with a friendship bracelet]

[presenting the dateables (+ luke) with a friendship bracelet]

content warnings: none

prompt: you took the first step in commemorating your friendship by presenting him with a friendship bracelet. but it would be rude not to return the gesture, right? that's what he thinks. maybe that's why he's slaving away over these thin strings, all to see that smile on your face...

Diavolo

oh, what was that? yeah, he’s listening. lucifer, it’s fine, just let him–

diavolo had been ignoring the strange looks from several of his advisors all week as he took the craft in and out of meetings. usually, he'd just fidget with a pen as ancient demons droned on about witch pact laws and realm relations for the nth time this month. but now that he's on a quest to make you a cute friendship bracelet to match his own, he's got something to keep his hand busy-- and to keep him from getting a stern look from lucifer for clicking said pen under the desk over and over.

unfortunately, making the bracelet made him a much worse listener. it's not even that he's distracted by keeping the pattern going! but once he starts knotting the strings together, he starts thinking about you. would you like this gift, or should he get you something nicer? how long did it take you to make his bracelet? would you wear this bracelet? because if so, you should definitely let him know, because he can wear his and you two will match--

lord diavolo.

he looks up to find barbatos giving him a stern look. uh-oh. that means he's been lost in thought long enough for someone to notice.

he can't help it. not really. he's just never had a human friend like you before! you're just so fascinating. all your little childhood stories and human traditions send his mind racing a mile a minute. children in the devildom are often much rougher with each other. they're trying to get a grasp on their demonic instincts, and often their play turns to fighting in a matter of moments. diavolo loves the idea of childhood friendships-- something he never got and cannot make up now-- and little tokens of affection to commemorate them.

he might not be a child anymore, but something about your silly human traditions make him feel young and rambunctious again. last week, you told him you wanted to take him to a human world zoo to pet the sharks. petting animals! at the zoo! in the devildom, touching any of the zoo's creatures is practically a death sentence. yet humans could get up close and person with theirs and walk away unscathed. incredible! the more he hears about human culture, the more he wants to know everything.

when the meeting is over (and after a brief-- and well deserved-- scolding from both barbatos and lucifer), diavolo retreats to his office to finish the bracelet for you. his big hands and thick fingers struggle to find purchase on the tiny strings, but when they do, he ties each knot with the utmost care. this is for you, after all.

diavolo find you at RAD the next morning and presents you with his gift then. he craves your approval more than he'd ever let on-- with that expectant grin and pleading eyes, though, you're not exactly surprised.

he's overjoyed when you accept his gift and even more so when you ask for help putting it on immediately. that stupid, eager grin won't leave no matter how serious he tries to look. diavolo's just so glad that you think of him-- and now, when he looks down at his bracelet and remembers this exchange, he'll think of you, too.

Barbatos

weeks had gone by since you gave barbatos that friendship bracelet. it remains pinned against the inside of his uniform day in and day out for safekeeping-- and as a little reminder of your affection for him. it's nice that someone as wonderous as you has taken such an interest in a demon like him.

however, not once does making you a bracelet in return cross his mind, despite lord diavolo's not-so-subtle hints. he prefers to return your affections in other ways-- "accidentally" buying too much of a fruit you like at the market that morning, inviting you over to sample new varieties of tea he's preparing for lord diavolo, soft smiles and lingering eyes when your back is turned.

one morning, he's surprised by an urgent call from the demon prince's office.

barbatos makes his way to the young master's office right away, only to come across a surprising scene: the stacks of papers usually populating the desk are now tucked away on nearby shelves, replaced by a near-obscene amount of embroidery floss in every color of the rainbow. lord diavolo's face was twisted into a grin-- it was not often he was able to pull a fast one like this on the butler, but when he did, he was always very smug about it for the next few days.

"ahh, barbatos, it's good to have you here. please, sit."

the two of them danced around pleasantries for a few moments before barbatos quirked a brow-- that micro-expression asked everything he had on his mind.

"i've decided that we need to make those human friendship bracelets today. it's important that we foster bonds in our community, and exchanging traditions like this are a fantastic way to do so." the prince made this announcement with a very serious, earnest expression.

the two men stare at each other in silence for a few moments. finally, lord diavolo cracks a smile.

"do you think lucifer would wear a friendship bracelet if i made him one?"

"young master, i think he'll do anything you ask of him."

the rest of the afternoon is spent per the lord's whims, holed up in that office wasting the day with silly human world crafts. diavolo makes some excuses about "cultural exchange", but he's not fooling anyone. barbatos only allows this to happen because the young master has been on top of his paperwork all week. the castle has felt quite cold and suffocating lately-- it's nice to bring warm laughter and sunny smiles back between the gilded walls once again, even if just for a few hours.

barbatos is good at everything. in this case, he's able to simply look at the bracelet you gave him and recreate the pattern near-perfect on his first try. his nimble fingers create delicate knots with ease, leaving the future demon king in his dust (metaphorically, of course-- he has to help diavolo several times throughout the afternoon).

he presents the bracelet to you one day over afternoon tea. a thin, decorative box wrapped in golden ribbon appears by your side. inside is a friendship bracelet made in your favorite colors. he's very aloof as you ask questions about it, but he indulges you with the answers and accompanying stories of his little craft session with the young master.

his gloved fingers carefully secure the bracelet around your wrist. you don't neglect to notice the ghost of a smile on his lips-- a quiet moment of pride, of adoration-- after he moves on to finish serving tea.

Simeon

simeon had the perfect excuse to crave time out of his busy schedule to make you a friendship bracelet. hey luke? do you want to try this craft too?

he'd been waiting for a free afternoon where he could finally make you a friendship bracelet in return. you said it was a human tradition, right? well, it would certainly be rude to not reciprocate. and since it was a common tradition amongst kids, simeon figures he can rope luke into joining him while he's on babysitting duty.

he did what he always does when he wants to figure something out-- he sought out a book from the RAD library to teach him. satan guided him to the section on human culture and traditions. from there, he scoured the shelves until he found one with adequate instructions. that was the book he currently had sprawled out in front of him, propped open with a candle as his fingers were tangled in embroidery floss.

(satan did try to convince him to use a video instead. deviltube has many useful tutorials, y'know? learning from a book is much harder. yet peepaw simeon didn't trust himself to find a video, nor keep it up on his D.D.D. after satan leaves. which is... valid.)

the problem with following pictures is that they can only tell you so much. and the written instructions made enough sense to be passable, but to actually guide a beginner in the art of friendship bracelet creation? dubious. that was simeon's current predicament. he was supposed to be guiding the blonde cherub across from in on how to make his own bracelet, but... why was this so confusing?

at some point, solomon emerged from his lair room and found himself leaning over the grown angel's shoulder. even the sorcerer, who learned most everything from books, didn't quite get what the book meant. is that string supposed to go under...? maybe around...? these pictures are grainy as hell, too, so it's not like they're much help.

by the grace of god and many hours of trial and error, simeon managed to figure the pattern out. him and luke both finished the night with a few bracelets each. luke made one for simeon, one for solomon, and two for barbatos. simeon had several failed attempts of the bracelet he tried to make you, with one successful attempt to give to you the next time he saw you. solomon ducked in and out of the angels' crafting session and came away with one very ugly little bracelet-- he didn't mind, because apparently he'd been needing a new bookmark anyways.

simeon's a little sheepish the next time you come over to purgatory hall. it's not that he's ashamed to give you a gift in public, per se-- it's more that the whole thing feels strangely personal. he put a lot of effort into making that bracelet for you! now that he knows how much time you devoted to making him such a gift (he doesn't quite realize you didn't have to learn from scratch, so it took way less time for you), he really treasures the intimacy of homemade gifts.

still, despite his initial hesitation, he gives you the gift with a smile. he wanted to return the favor, you see, since he likes your gift so much. do you like it? please say you like it, his fingers are still sore

simeon will secure the bracelet to your wrist with a smile-- a bit clumsy, as the tie mechanism confused him as he was making the bracelet-- but he eventually gets the hang of it. the rest of the evening, he'll sneak little glances at your wrist, a proud little smile on his lips. he really likes seeing you-- what's that, luke? why is he smiling at mc like that? don't worry about it. you'll understand when your older.

Solomon

solomon had a not-so-healthy habit of staying up entirely too late, nose deep in experiments and new spells, that he often lost track of time and place. at times, the sleep deprivation made him careless. the night would usually end when he grows too frustrated with his groggy movements to go on.

tonight's experimenting ended in a flurry of hushed swears as the contents of this new potion spilled on him and across his chest. it's his fault-- he's the one who knocked the flask over-- yet he's cursing some abstract villain out to get him tonight.

in all the chaos, his bracelet is drenched in a viscous ooze, which quickly sunk right into the strings and refused to budge. great. what was that, his third ruined bracelet this month? if he didn't know any better, he'd think he was hexed to suffer a string of minor-yet-infuriating inconveniences every day.

he took the knife on his workbench and cut the ruined bracelet off. it hit the wood with a slop, strings fraying already from the new sever between strings. what was that, his third destroyed bracelet this month? he should really be more careful with these things.

still, though, part of him liked how you'd always make him a new one. ruining these bracelets gave him a reason to see you on a semi-regular basis.

strings uncoiled from each other, now freed from the confines of the knots that once held them together. solomon watched with tired fascination as it unraveled in slow motion.

was that all? just a couple of knots? he could do that.

his experiment now laid half-finished on his workbench, abandoned in favor of the new challenge laid out before him. a knotted pile of embroidery floss covered spellbooks and containers of potion ingredients. his hands shook from exhaustion-- at this point, he was so used to his shitty sleep schedule that he stopped noticing. his body may be tired, but his brain was hyperfocused on this task. he wasn't going to stop until he reverse engineered this friendship bracelet for you.

simeon found him slumped back in his chair the next morning, fast asleep with his neck quirked at an odd angle. he very carefully woke the sorcerer up with a hand on the shoulder and a few quiet words. before he did, though, he brought luke in to get a look. what? it's not often solomon let himself be caught slacking like this. if he didn't want two angels whispering and giggling over the way he slept with his arms crossed and head back (like an old man passed out in front of the TV), maybe he should learn to get in bed first.

after a rough morning dragging his sore body around purgatory hall (hmm, i wonder why?), solomon found you in the halls at RAD between classes. his tired expression melted into a smug grin as he found his way to your side.

ah-hem. behold, mc. a friendship bracelet. what's that? it's wonderful? of course it is. solomon is good at everything, after all. (this quite nearly erupts into chaos as mammon very loudly reminds him that even beel can't stand his cooking).

he's delighted by that surprised look on your face. that made the lack of sleep all worth it. you go to reach for the gift when he holds it out of your reach. nuh-uh, mc. see this bare wrist? yeah. it's that time of the month. he needs a new bracelet. solomon laughs off your exasperated sigh and gently takes your wrist in his cold hands. slender fingers ghost across your pulse points with care as he secures his creation to your wrist. a small, genuine smile pulls at his lips.

... he does still need a new bracelet, though. so, y'know... let him know when you finish. jackass

Luke

luke is immediately gung-ho about making you a friendship bracelet. he adores his! the only thing that would make it better was if the two of you were matching.

he's honestly ready to start working the moment you leave for the night. simeon is able to convince him to at least wait until the weekend. after all, RAD has demanding coursework that he needs to dedicate his time to during the week. luke doesn't like this much, seeing as he's already this excited just thinking about the craft.

simeon sweetens the pot like the responsible adult he is-- if luke can wait until the weekend, then simeon will run out and grab all the supplies they could possibly need. they can make a day of it, with snacks and other little crafts to make for their friends. doesn't that sound nice?

somehow, luke is able to muster up the patience to wait until the weekend to begin his friendship bracelet quest. he does wake simeon up ass early on saturday morning, though. he can't help it! he's just a kid, after all.

the morning starts with breakfast (luckily for everyone, solomon slept in too late to offer to cook). luke chatters on and on about his plan. he had the foresight to ask just how you made the bracelet when you gave him his, so he's confident he can follow the instructions you gave him.

it goes... okay. at least at first. in the beginning, he'd get frustrated about how he couldn't quite remember what to do here or why this knot here looked funky. some kind words and a little assistance from lithe-fingered simeon are able to fix both his bracelet and his mood. eventually, he's all giddy laughs and big grins as he looks over his masterpiece. white and gold strands are somewhat neatly knotted together to mimic the design of the bracelet you made for him.

monday morning, bright and early, the little angel bounds up to you like a golden retriever off-leash at a dog park, all gilded hair and excitement galloping down the hall until he's by your side. he shoves the bracelet up towards your face and grins. look, mc! i made you a friendship bracelet, too! now we can match!

every day you wear that bracelet is another day luke finds a way to express his appreciation for your friendship. his go-to is to absentmindedly toy with the strings around your wrist at lunch or in class. sometimes he'll bump your bracelets together and smile at you, a silent question hung in the air between your matching grins: best friends forever, right?

#wednesday. i am finally free wednesday.#college is exhausting #obey me swd #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me dateables #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me luke

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pheavampire · 8 months

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Astarion, Cazador and D&D vampire lore

Let’s talk about D&D vampires and some lore inconsistencies in Baldur’s Gate 3.

BG3 is not a game about vampires. It was obvious we won’t get a playable character who will be 100% vampire spawn from the handbooks - the mechanical balance would be disturbed in comparison with other characters. But we can list some weird stuff and missing aspects. For fun, for fanfiction, for nerdiness.

I still wonder why Cazador even asked Astarion if he wants to be turned. Sure, he could do that, so he could say later „ha ha you asked for it!” but still - weird. Anyway, a vampire lord doesn’t need to ask - he just bites his victim, kills it by drinking its blood and boom, a vampire spawn is made. Almost made…

… because at first the victim needs to be buried and layed in the ground before it rises. That’s the next question - how the hell did Cazador make 7000 spawns? Theoretically he needed to bury them all, dig them back/wait until they dig themselves out or something and transport them to his dungeon without being noticed. His servants could do that for him, but it still is a pretty big thing to cover. Besides…

… accordng to D&D 3.5 edition: "At any given time a vampire may have enslaved spawn totaling no more than twice its own Hit Dice" which means it was impossible for Cazador to create 7000 spawns. Sure, Baldur's Gate 3 uses 5 ed rules, but I'm sure they didn't change this one that much. (BUT! We can interpret this rule as: a vampire lord can create as many spawns as he wants, but the number of enslaved ones is limited. That's all right in this case).

That being said, Astarion is surprised when he discovers that all Cazador’s victims are spawns now. One of his dialogue options is „I thought Cazador was feeding on you”. Well yes, he had to feed on them to make them spawns Astarion, I thought you noticed that yourself 200 years ago. But let's say I understand your confusion, 7000 spawns mean Cazador's hit dice is 3500. Lol.

As a vampire spawn, Astarion should be able to regenerate even without biting someone. To be precise, he should get 10 health points at the start of every turn until he gets killed. But ok, this one doesn’t work in the sun, so let’s say it’s justified… unless the party is in the underdark, shadowlands or other dark place. But yeah, that would be too OP.

Astarion should be afraid of holy symbols, mirrors and garlic. That would be quite irritating, as he wouldn’t be able to even get near Selune's stuff or Lathander’s temple (Lathander HATES the undead, just ask poor Jander Sunstar). But let’s say the tadpole gave him immunity.

Spider climb. Imagine Astarion climbing walls or even ceilings like a damn Spiderman - this is what a regular vampire spawn can do. If the tadpole took away this ability, that’s not very nice of it.

Claws. Astarion should be able to transform his fingers into claws at will. That’s right, it works like another melee weapon.

Coffins, graves et cetera - bunk beds in Cazador's palace are a very anti-canon idea. Because D&D vampires have really traditional weaknesses, they always have to „sleep” in the ground they were buried in to recover - just like Cazador. Jander I mentioned earlier invented an un-lifehack, as he was traveling through Faerun by keeping some of the dirt from his grave in his pocket. He was scattering it in the place he wanted to rest for some time.

A vampire spawn can be controlled or banished by clerics like any other undead. That's right, when Shadowheart casts this one, Astarion should roll the dice, or else he will have to run away from her like those zombies you banished during your playthrough.

Last but not least, vampires get damage if they are in the flowing water, for example river, but you already know this one from the early access Astarion. Shame they removed it, in was a bit irritating but I loved it. It reminded me Astarion is a vampire not only in the dialogues.

That's all I can think of now. My knowledge is a mix of 3.5 and 5 ed, do with it what you want. I wouldn't mind more lore accuarte Astarion fanfics though.

Shocked Astarion reading D&D Monster Manual. Or Libris Mortis.

#astarion #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #cazador szarr #cazador #vampire spawn #dungeons and dragons #d&d #baldur's gate 3 spoilers

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whalesforhands · 3 months

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HAII NYV!! hope ur doing well!!

tbh,, i’ve been thinking. How do you think SSS trio would feel about Dyf!mc going the same path suguru did? (Yk, seeing riko die and going spiraling to the point that she leaves jjt n stuffs,,) Do you think they would try and beg her to stay? Or would they let her go willingly because they’ve always wanted the best for Mc? Also, when they see each other after 11 years, Who sees her first?

tbh ive js been having brain rot of dyf so like…a million AUs are coming to me about it at once LMFAOO. but hope ure doing well, love ur writing xx

tw: yandere

lol why does ur spelling of name perfectly describe how it’s meant to be pronounced

what makes you think you’re even allowed to leave them behind like that? what makes you think you’re even able to leave them so freely?

you won’t survive out there on your own, are you just trying to die quicker? are you just trying to make them suffer just as much as you?

you’re in pain. they know, they know. you’ll get food placed outside your room’s locked door, have all 3 of them talk to you from outside too. sometimes it’s all 3 of them hanging around, sometimes it’s just 2, sometimes it’s just 1.

it’s gojo satoru that has had enough of your slump, kicking your door down with little to no effort as you flinch from shock, hiding under your blankets when you feel the dip of your mattress, and a head landing atop of your cocooned self, letting out a disappointed sigh.

“I didn’t wanna do that, ya know? You’re making things hard.”

it’s only then that he would lay down next to your form, an arm over your waist and spooning you from behind as you start to break down even harder, taking his intrusion and hoarding the comfort he gave you in this moment.

and your door’s been broken so many times you decided to just leave it unlocked… letting him and the others come and go as they please, letting him wrap his long arms around you at every given chance, letting him kiss you on the forehead every morning he gets to spend in school, telling you that he’ll be back from a mission soon.

maybe that was how it started.

“There are no missions for you, (last name).” Yaga’s scratching his head as he flips through his clipboard, carefully scanning the words.

“W-what? Why?” Your arms are shaky as you hug a Baby Panda close to yourself, soft purrs emanating from him as you pet him mindlessly. You’ve been loitering around in the campus for… Close to 3 months now.

“I’m quite confused as well. There haven’t been any curses within your grade level as of recently—“ He pauses as he flips through more papers, eyes narrowing behind dark sunglasses. “There just isn’t—“

“Then m-may I take one above my grade? T-that would put me on grounds for promotion, right?”

“You can, but there aren’t any sorcerers available to invigilate and recommend you for promotion anytime soon. Earliest I could find one is—“ The incessant flipping of papers stop.

“In about 6 months.”

ieiri shoko lets you roam around the school campus, watching you, talking to you, trying to improve your mental health. she prods you to speak your mind, convinces you that the world outside was the one that was going insane, that it wasn’t you that felt trapped, felt cornered in here.

“The campus is where you can be safe from such things. Don’t sweat it.”

and you believe her. why wouldn’t you? she’s your beloved shoko. shoko who teaches you how to do first aid when she notices how lost and listless you’re becoming, who teaches you how to treat wounds, how to stitch up open cuts, how to stop internal bleeding… all just to take up your time. she’s patient with you, holding your hands, letting you take tea breaks with her… it’s peaceful with her. you’re at ease.

so much better than being out on field, right?

geto suguru takes his time with you. he reads your favourite manga with you, asks you about the novels you have been eyeing and wanting to buy, talks about the soba noodles he had on that one trip to nagoya... hell, he’s the one who cooks food for you and helps you clean your room when he thinks you’re getting sloppy.

“Let me do it for you, okay? You’re not looking well enough to do it on your own.”

maybe that was when you thought to yourself that, maybe, just maybe… you didn’t want to leave this place.

though, if you still have some fight in you…

out of all three of them, the one who would most probably fold to your whims and let you leave is suguru. maybe when you go limp in his arms, break down crying into his chest, go quiet when he attempts to feed you…

or maybe it was that decisive kiss under the blankets of darkness, a show of your desperation and longing for something more than this that he starts to crack, starts to break. it’s then that he finally thinks that, maybe, perhaps, he needs to let you go. he’s always been quite the emotional one.

11 years of free roam? more like 11 years of surveillance. it’s not like you were allowed to go with no strings attached, you were still standing on soil that wasn’t Jujutsu Tech ground because they’re the ones who have given you this right.

they’re the ones who let you go have fun, even letting you get a job as a regular salary worker, let you get a quaint little apartment nearby, let you live the life of a regular person.

but no, oh no. you wanted to play hero again when you saw a little girl getting chased, hunted by a curse? wanted to save a life again because that’s what you could do? wanted to do?

And you got hurt from your decisions?

let’s just say you’re in for a bad time.

#dyf au #satosugu x reader #ieiri shoko x reader

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quick note: i'm absolutely not an astrologer. these are just a collection of some observations, thoughts, theories, and personal experiences. above all this is just for fun. lastly, these may or may not apply to you but you might find something to be true about your friends, family, or lover. enjoy!

🧁 scorpio mercury: okay if you didn’t know i have a thing for eyes, but i also have a thing for voices and i have placements that indicate that too. anyways, people with scorpio mercury? wow just wow. probably one of my favorite placements and one of the most captivating ones in my opinion. i recently heard someone’s voice and i guessed they had a scorpio mercury and i was right. girls with this placements may have a deeper voice but regardless it’s so damn sexy and sultry. their intelligence and broad vocabulary and various expressions leave their lips with ease. they ooze seduction unintentionally. this is THE bedroom voice. such power behind their words, the power to both uplift and destroy. it demands attention. speaking like they know more than they let on, discerning what you know and don’t know so that they can decide what and how much to reveal. hard to lie to these individuals. they’re quick to detect deception. they use their words decisively & directly.

🧁 uranus dominant: community & togetherness is a wonderful thing to these folks. they find it beautiful to see people working together to accomplish a common goal or simply sticking together, loving & supporting one another. unfortunately society isn’t always like that but when they do witness something like that it makes them happy. they think, “see? that’s how it should be.” it’s a wish they have for the world, more unity.

🧁 neptune-pluto aspects: rock star alice cooper has neptune sextile pluto in his birth chart. he suffered from alcohol & drug addiction. some of his songs have meanings that have a double entendre. for example, when listening to his song called poison for the first time, it sounds like a love song about how badly he wants this person even though they may not be good for him, they bring him both pleasure and pain. but really that song is about his toxic relationship with drugs and alcohol.

he’s a libra rising & his chart ruler is venus in pisces which is in the 6th house of health, routine, and habits.

his neptune is a prominent placement for him being in his 1st house & conjunct his ascendant.

his neptune is at 12° (pisces degree) which is also associated with drugs/alcohol, addiction, a lack of boundaries, but also spirituality, musical talent, healing, the emotions, and creativity. and his pluto which brings transformation is at 13° (aries degree) which can indicate some form of struggle or abuse but there’s also courage, determination, and perseverance.

alice cooper has overcome his drug and alcohol addiction, has helped others including other rock n’ roll artists to do the same, and he became a christian and gave a lot of credit to Jesus Christ as the reason why he was able to beat these addictions.

i’m not saying everyone with this aspect will have a similar story, it’s just one way i’ve seen this aspect play out.

🧁 leo venus/venus in the 5th house: you might be attracted to people who are talented. somone who plays an instrument really well. maybe you find it attractive watching someone play the guitar and rocking out, headbanging and stuff lol

someone who is really good at sports, seeing their athleticism, their skill, their dedication to the sport they play. touch down celebrations might be something you like to see if football is your thing. perhaps play fighting with your love.

someone who is a talented artist, seeing them use their creativity and skills to create something out of nothing. seeing their passion come to life in their art, how it tells a story. how they assign their own meanings to the colors, shapes, and materials they use.

🧁 harsh mars-uranus aspects: might be more willing to do something bad if they feel like they’re doing it for a good reason. reminds me of thomas shelby from peaky blinders. he does a lot of bad things for the sake of his family/loved ones, to better their lives. he shows his loyalty in extreme & intense ways. he also performs some philanthropic deeds. he’s smart, ingenious, unpredictable, has been to war and applies a war-like strategy or mindset in his approach to achieving his goals. he does what he wants when he wants and rarely takes the advice of others.

🧁 jupiter in the 4th house: motherhood may be a blessing for you. your child or children might feel like you’re the best mom ever and you might feel like that too lol your child may make your life better, more meaningful and fulfilling. you pass on the wisdom you’ve gained to them. encouraging education and spirituality in their upbringing. motherhood definitely alters your perspective on life. you learn so much from being a mom and part of that is because your child teaches you so much including by just watching them grow.

🧁 one thing i feel like is underrated about virgos is their sense of style. they can dress & it’s authentic. they stand out among the sea of fad loving doppelgangers because of their originality. and while they may not vocalize their judgements, i promise you they are analyzing every detail of your outfit, hairstyle, choice of accessories, etc. all in silence. they notice the smallest details which is part of the reason why they look so pristine & put together. they simply have good taste. potential as a stylist & designer.

🧁 4th house ruler in 11th house: this native may have, want, or prefer a chosen family rather than the family they were born with. their friends may feel more like a family to them and they may spend more time with them. may be an adopted child or feel like one, and you may want to adopt if you decide to start your own family. the people you look to as your mother or father figure may not be your biological parents. a community or sense of family with the ones you are closest to but not necessarily the ones you are related to.

🧁 the sign in your 2nd house may show you how you feel about sharing the things that belong to you (food, money, clothes, car, info on where you got something, and so on):

capricorn would probably only share with you if they actually like you or respect you.

virgo might be picky about who they share with or who gets to touch what.

libra i think would be both of the above but may feel bad when they want say no so they might just say whatever and give in for that reason.

sag is ruled by jupiter which is associated with generosity so i think they’d be more willing to give things away or tell you where they got their stuff from like a nice shirt that they have.

aquarius is another sign i feel like would be willing to share, since they’re about community & philanthropy but regardless of how social aquarius may be i think they’re a bit detached from people & they like their originality so they may not want everyone looking like them or having what they have so they may say no to most but yes to those closest to them.

scorpio may be a bit more possessive and private about what’s theirs so they may only share with those they trust.

gemini likes to talk and exchange information, they’re lighthearted individuals who may have no problem sharing or telling you where they got something.

to me taurus is 50/50. they’re known to be savers and spenders. they know how to gather and save their resources, can be hoarders and a bit selfish but they also like pleasing themselves, indulging in the things they like. they know how to spoil others as well so they’d probably just buy it for you instead of giving you what’s theirs.

🧁 aquarius lilith: might be a misanthrope, someone who dislikes humanity or society as a whole. however you may like people as individuals. i see this being a lone wolf/outcast placement.

🧁 your jupiter in their 1st house (synastry): you are a blessing to this person’s life. you definitely make their life better and an impactful difference would be felt with out you in their life. you make them feel good about themselves, make them feel confident, you support them. you broaden their outlook on life, providing fresh perspectives. you share the knowledge you have with them, make them wiser. the 1st house intrigues jupiter and wants to understand the 1st house person better. jupiter person could be one of if not the 1st house person’s favorite person.

you lift them up, bring optimism and encouragement. you guys feel good around each other, have a lot of fun together, make each other happier. you help them in their journey of self improvement whether you know it or not. the jupiter person sees the potential in the 1st house person during the times they don’t see it themselves. they encourage you to be your best authentic self. jupiter person may also discover things about themselves through their relationship with the 1st house person. jupiters perspective and understanding is broadened as well. also, jupiter probably spoils the 1st house person & 1st house person appreciates them so much and just knows how much they mean to them.

🧁 omg how many people with prominent 7th house placements have walked in multiple weddings? like you could’ve been a flower girl, ring boy, a bridesmaid or groomsman etc. especially with venus, jupiter, asteroid juno (3) here, or a 7th house stellium.

🧁 placidus vs whole sign house system: i mostly use the whole sign house system but i encourage you not to ignore the placements in your chart using the placidus system. you won’t relate to or notice the impact of all of your placements at once. you grow and develop as a person and this takes time, so it may take time to see the influence of certain placements and aspects in your chart regardless of which house system you use. people experience different areas of life at different times. i may experience the 6th house and 7th house related themes earlier in my life but you may experience much them later in your life.

remember each house has themes and different areas of focus. take the 8th house for example: you may not relate to the theme of death in this house (either literally or figuratively in the form of rebirth/transformation) and so you may not relate to the inheritance aspect either (or not yet) but you may relate to the themes of the occult along with sex & intimacy in this house. it’s normal to not relate to everything related to that house, and it’s normal not to relate to everything all at once.

i relate to the placement of my sun using the whole sign system more than the placement of my sun using placidus. when using placidus my sun is in the 4th house. initially i didn’t relate to this placement what so ever. but then i recently noticed something, i literally am the kim k of my family. if i die the light goes out in this family. i’m not even trying to be funny, vain, nor am i trying to boast. my relatives love me and are always asking for me. they adore me, think i’m funny and they just like hearing from me. they talk to me the most. most of my parent’s friends mainly ask about me and want to talk to me on the phone and i’m not the only child. i literally ask my parents if their friends forgot that they had more than one child. their friends are always giving me money and gifts and food. i play an important role in this family, i’m basically a leader & i manage a lot of things in this house/family. my parents tend to brag about me as well.

however there are other themes in the 4th house which i do not relate to and there are other placements in the chart that i don’t relate to at all, or perhaps not yet.

apart from that, there’s something called intercepted signs, houses, and planets & duplicated signs and houses. they apply to house systems like placidus but not to those like whole sign. you may have these in your placidus chart. it might be something you relate to and you may learn something about yourself as well.

i cannot and will not attempt to explain but them if you’re interested here are some posts that do explain them:

https://www.tumblr.com/boyzgotojupiter/706271020564234240

https://bobmarksastrologer.com/intercepted-signs/

https://bobmarksastrologer.com/duplicated-signs/

https://www.tumblr.com/boyzgotojupiter/706271008694353920/duplicated-intercepted-houses

if you read this until the end i hope you enjoyed it & thank you so much for reading. ♥︎♥︎♥︎, those hearts are for you.

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