#in this specific drabble ur supposed to be his mate

[skekshroom]

(Older Anon here) I ask a long while back for some Three Suns AU/Dark Suns AU fics and you have me the Three Suns AU and said you'd write the Dark Suns AU later down the line. So I was wondering about that? It's okay if you don't have time to. Just asking if you can/want to. :)

YESYESYES THANK YOU anon you are the backbone of society i literally forgot all abt this i have chronic forgetful bitch syndrome bUT I WAS RLY LOOKING FORWARD TO WRITING THIS THANK U FOR REMINDING ME!!

(rubs grubby hands together) I’ve had half of this in my draft for MONTHS 

this is super long btw.. warnings for graphic deptictions of violence

[Reader Insert]

“This has gone too far!” SkekVar pointed an accusing claw at you. “You- you whisper lies into the Emperor’s ear- worse than the chamberlain! You say you do it to protect us but all you’ve done is steal power from us and give it to those weak gelfling! The others might be charmed by how ‘pleasant’ you make yourself seem, but I see your schemes!” The Emperor’s face twisted into a scowl and he opened his beak to reprimand SkekVar, but before he could, you cut in.

“Emperor.” You said sharply. “Permission to defend my own honor?” SkekSo hesitated, but at he looked at you and your unreadable expression he relented. He would humor you speaking your mind, and deal SkekVar a true punishment later in your absence. He knew how much violence seemed to repulse a meek creature like you from your protests of using it in any form against gelfling.

You stood up, drawing yourself to full height and strolling calmly towards the general. 

 “It is a simple rule, General. Do not mistreat the children of Thra. Really just a silly request, its not like your survival rides on it or anything,” You spoke lightly, betraying the dangerous way you circled him. “Its not like its, I don’t know, key to maintaining the balance of Thra that gelfling remain alive and untouched by skeksis hand. But no, you’re right, I am just spinning these silly stories... Its not like I provided you with an escape from death itself.” SkekSo, along with the other skeksis, watched SkekVar’s growing discomfort with increasing interest. This was certainly the harshest he’d seen you act towards a member of his court.

“Let’s get something straight here, SkekVar.” You hissed. “I can be unpleasant. But I don’t want to be, and I don’t want you being such towards Thra’s creatures. Are we clear?” You glared and despite the discomfort you felt radiating from him, he glared back. 

“You don’t scare me, witch.” He growled. You stood up straight. The Emperor gripped his throne, bracing himself to stand and intervene. Insulting his prize was too far, SkekVar would be punished for his insolence.

“We should change that.” You whispered flatly.

A loud crack rang out. SkekSo’s eyes widened, and he gripped the armrests of his throne.

The Emperor had forgotten how much more agile your kind was, and unfortunately for SkekVar, so had he. The open palm strike the the side of his skull knocked him off balance before he was struck again with your elbow and knocked forward. As he stumbled you caught up and drove your knee into the skeksis’ gut. He gave a dreadful wheeze and swiped to retaliate.

“I speak for the gelfling when I say you are sworn to protect Thra,” You snarled, grabbing him by the shoulders and shoving him down. “I speak for everything on this miserable rock when I say it is your duty to protect Thra.” SkekSo’s gaze flickered from you to the rest of the court who watched in a mixture of shock, horror, and fascination at what was taking place.

“I did not bring you a substitute crystal- I did not bring you what would prevent war and your extinction- only for you to ruin it all with your stubbornness!” You let SkekVar go, taking several steps back. He caught his breath terribly, clutching at himself. He attempted to fight back.

“Yield.” You commanded. It only seemed to enrage him as he groped the air fruitlessly, drawing his sword. He looked up to not see you backing off... but instead getting a start. With one final, powerful kick you brought the General down, sending his weapon clattering across the floor.

“YIELD, DAMN IT!” You all but screamed, digging your heel into his eye. He squawked out his surrender through bloodied teeth and you relented. Not before grabbing him by the throat as he gathered himself. 

“When I promied you life I warned you filthy vultures what would happen if you went back on your word.” You squeezed, blood spraying across your face as the General coughed. “Harm another gelfling and I’ll be forced to go back on mine.”

[peaches-writes]

tricky treats

prompt 11: “Wait, hold on, that’s not—please tell me you didn’t eat a lo—oh no.”

member: chan wc: 1.2k genre: fluff, comedy (?) this is so cracky what am i even on, werewolf au, witch/wizard au, fairy au, implied established relationship au warning: mentions of vomit note: what is this even HAHAHAHAHAHA + just u, ur werewolf mate chan, and ur baby fairies jeonglix you’re welcome 🥺💖 + in the same forest as the werequokka jisung 

In his grey wolf form, Chan walks next to you with your plastic pumpkin bag in between his teeth and your accompanying fairies, Felix and Jeongin, balanced on top of his head. He hums a low whistle in the comfortable silence, occasionally glancing over to you on his side as you figure out the village map in your hands then above his forehead to see if Jeongin and Felix have actually made a dent on the pink sweets wrapper they’ve been eating for the past two minutes.

You’re supposed to make a quick delivery stop somewhere, from what Chan remembers of your conversation before you drowned yourself in trying to navigate the unfamiliar place, after which the four of you could finally go trick or treating as planned. It’s slowly starting to take too long, mainly because of your clumsy lack of direction, but your mate doesn’t mind.

He just slightly minds the crumbs getting stuck on his fur courtesy of the two kids rolling around right in between his ears.

“This is harder than I thought! I’m getting really sleepy.” Felix yawn, falling into Chan’s fur with his hand on his stomach and his little wings wrapped around him as if in a blanket. There’s also the other problem: the gold and blue dust that flies around whenever the two little fairies would move or plop around, making Chan sneeze. “I think I’m growing a food baby! Aaah, I’m going into a food coma! Food, food, food!”

Chan could hear rustles right above him as Jeongin pokes his head out of the pink wrapper. What are these kids even eating? The older boy, unfortunately, didn’t see the labelling well when the two managed to pull it out of the pumpkin bag earlier and he couldn’t ask the two either since they immediately dug in the treat.

“We haven’t even finished a square yet, hyung! You should recover fast before I eat everything!” Jeongin giggles before taking another bite of his share and spreading even more crumbs on the fur around him. Sliding right down the older wolf’s nose after, the red fairy then holds up the tiniest square of chocolate and addresses Chan’s telepathic question with, “We’re eating chocolates, Channie hyung! Do you want some?”

Only then does Chan stop walking altogether in shock, leaving you to walk a few steps ahead until you realize his absence. Jeongin, that’s not—

“Not what?” Jeongin repeats, taking another bite of the chocolate. 

Turning around, only then do you look up from your map for the first time since you left the house, glancing over your shoulder to Chan with a raised eyebrow. “What’s wrong, guys?” You ask, retracing your steps back until you’re right in front of the big grey wolf and your two fairies. “Wait, hold on, that’s not—“ You then immediately glance down at the pumpkin bag, double checking its contents. “please tell me you didn’t eat a lo—oh no.”

Jeongin innocently turns to you, completely oblivious to your worried face as he holds up the chocolate right above his head and confirms your worries. “What’s wrong, Y/N?”

You and Chan exchange wide eyes in realization.

Quicky returning your map back in your satchel, you then gently scoop up Jeongin in your hands, inspecting his face with the pad of your index finger for any emerging side effects of one of the chocolates you’re supposed to deliver. “Jeongin, are you feeling anything weird? Anything at all?” You ask worriedly, furrowing your eyebrows even more when Chan passes you a knocked out Felix, snoring even louder by the time he lands on your palm. You check his pulse quickly before turning to his younger brother, asking next, “Oh no, how much did you two eat?”

Jeogin darts his eyes between you and Chan in confusion, asking, “Hm? W-Why? D-Did we eat the wrong chocolate?”

They didn’t eat a lot, I think, Chan replies telepathically, on the other hand, as he now shakes the pink chocolate wrapper out of his head and to your free hand, but then they’re fairies. Is half a square already too much for them?

You shake your head, carefully wrapping the chocolate again with your one hand before returning it back inside the pumpkin bag. “Not really.” You sigh in relief. “We’re lucky you noticed it just in time, babe.”

Ah, I should’ve checked the moment they took it out of the bag, Chan visibly frowns and you quickly assure him that it’s okay.

“Oh no, Y/N, we’re so sorry!” Jeongin frowns, sitting down on your palm and carefully placing Felix’s head on his lap. “We didn’t mean to! You said you got us treats in the bag while we wait and we thought we got the right one.”

And again, you shake your head reassuringly. “No, no, it’s fine. I’m just worried since it has love potion in it.” You frown, shocking the two boys once again.

“What?!” Jeongin and Chan both exclaim, the later literally screaming in your telepathic connection that you flinch back slightly in response.

“It’s has a love potion but it’s made with a specific recipe so it’s only supposed to be eaten by the one it’s for.” You explain, turning to Felix after and lighly poking his sides. “Since it’s not for you two, I’m worried you might get sick or something.”

“Ha?! What should we do then?” Jeongin asks next worriedly and you swear you could see little tears well up in the fairy’s eyes in worry. “Should we wake Lixie up?”

“No, let Felix sleep it off, that’s probably the effect on him. We’ll have to go back to the house and get you treated, though.” You frown, bringing the two fairies in your hands back to Chan’s head. “I’ll just deliver the chocolates myself after then observe you until tomorrow morning. Sadly, we can’t go trick or treating tonight until I’m sure that you two wouldn’t get any side effects. Is that okay?”

Chan looks up at Jeongin, tilting his head as if inviting the younger boy to pet him knowing that it comforts him. Jeongin instinctively obliges.

“We’re sorry again, Y/N, Chan.” Jeongin repeats, making you smile a little.

“Don’t worry, Innie, it’s not a big deal.” You assure him, gently patting his head after. “Just tell me when you’re feeling something weird, okay? And make sure your brother doesn’t suddenly start vomiting on you and Chan on our way back.”

“Okay.” The little fairy nods, pursing his lips in thought.

You pat his head gently again, picking up the correct treat this time for him. “Here’s the right one, Innie.” You offer to him, taking out your smallest flask from your satchel after to to with the tiny bag of lollipops. “I’m sorry I mixed it in with my delivery, that’s my bad. Drink water too, here.”

“I think I’ll just take the water.” Jeongin pouts, earning him a nod from you as you place the lollipops in your bag this time.

“I’ll hold onto the lollipops in my bag for now so they don’t get mixed up again.” You conclude. “I’m sorry again too...”

The four of you then retrace your steps back to your cottage, Jeongin eventually falling asleep on the way.

Ah, I was looking forward to trick or treating, Chan sighs once he feels Jeongin snuggling close to his fur. They’ll be okay, right?

“Hopefully, if they react well to the remedy potion.” You point out. “If it all goes well, we’ll just go trick or treating tomorrow night instead.”

Maybe babysitting fairies isn’t for us, Chan scrunches up his nose after a while, making you laugh. Aish, what will Minho say? 

“Let’s just agree to not tell him.” You offer, earning you a nod from your mate. “The last thing he wants to hear on his free night is his two kids getting poisoned with a love potion I made.” 

Agreed. The wolf sighs. Let’s go home. 

on a night much like tonight (drabble game)