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BESTIEEEE

im gonna need some of your amazing platonic headcanons of chef with a male contestant that he sees as his son

jsut some father-son relationship thingz pleaseee

its ok if not ^^

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐟 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧

♥🪖 -> Chef noticed right away that there was something different about you.

♥🪖 -> It wasn't your hair, nor your looks nor your strength or physical abilities.

♥🪖 -> It was... something else...

♥🪖 -> What was it? He spent a week or so to find it out.

♥🪖 -> It was that you lowkey reminded him of himself.

♥🪖 -> You were a hell of a chaotic teenager but you still managed to show respect to the environment and the people around you, that surprisingly including Chris and even himself.

♥🪖 -> After some time you started to notice the characteristic way of acting of Chef and your brain decided to wake up.

♥🪖 -> Everything clicked as your brain made up the "theory" of Chef being an ex-military.

♥🪖 -> So that night you sneaked out of your cabin to go to the kitchen, place in which you know Chef would be.

♥🪖 -> ❝Good afternoon Sir❞ you said while you put your head visible on the window that led to were Chef was.

♥🪖 -> ❝Holy shi-!❞ he screamed at the suden appearence, droping his pan and turning to look at you quickly ❝Oh, it's just you kid❞ he later said, looking at you with rather uninterest.

♥🪖 -> But seeing how the sparkle in your eyes didn't disappear yet, he rolled his eyes, picked up the pan from the floor and while starting to wash it he spoke again ❝What da ya want, I'm busy❞

♥🪖 -> Your eyes looked at him with a hint of excitement before the question that was forming on your head finally left your lips.

♥🪖 -> ❝Were you a military?❞ you asked still outside of the window, a grin spreading to your lips when you saw how Chef stopped right in his tracks at the question.

♥🪖 -> When he turned around he locked eyes with you, his eyes were a little more soft than before.

♥🪖 -> He wasted no time in walking on your direction and opening the window to let you in the kitchen.

♥🪖 -> ❝Yeah, how'd ya know that kid?❞ was the first few words that left his mouth.

♥🪖 -> You quickly smiled proudly and said ❝Because I'm a BRAT❞ [British Regiment Attached Traveler].

♥🪖 -> He blinked, truly surprised, not even a sound left his mouth, but at your proud grin he could only bring himself to smile, now the why you reminded him of himself clicking on his brain.

♥🪖 -> You spent near 3 hours in that kitchen, gladly helping Chef with the washing and other minimal chores while he told you about his experiences.

♥🪖 -> Since that night It was evident to everyone that Chef had took a liking to you.

♥🪖 -> Small things like quickly asking you how your night went when he was serving you breakfast, or the way you would mimic a military salute when he walked by, or the way he called you a "military brat" were obvious proof to that.

♥🪖 -> He obviously didn't tell anyone apart from Chris this but, he saw you as his own son and Chris often pointed that out when the above mentioned interactions were to happen before his handsome tv show host eyes.

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dollfaced-erin · 8 months

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𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕠𝕟'𝕤 ℂ𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕝𝕖 (Blade x F!Reader x Jing Yuan)

PART 12

PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11

A/n : -

This is where the story begins to differ from canon. But i have a way to solve this no worries ! hahah (oh lord...) Yes, as usual, i'll have to add my own elements to make sure the story makes sense, but I've put in alot of thought about it ! (do tell me later how i've done, im really not sure because of this story started before much lore was revealed...)

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THE FIRST PART IS JUST A LITTLE THING I ADDED IT DOESNT CARRY ON TO THE MAIN STORY OKAY ? I JUST MADE IT FOR FUN SO TAKE IT AS YOU WILL HAJSDHKHHEHEHEHE

Those years of hard work in front of the furnace had really maintained his shape despite his growing age for a fragile short-life species. As he had been training not only how to create weapons, he had also mastered how to brandish them, as a test before he gave them to their rightful owners.

Relentlessly, the swordsmith brandished his sword, panting as he abolished one after another abomination. He wiped the sweat off of his brow, feeling the heat creeping up his aging form. As he panted and sweated, he couldn't help but think of his beloved.

What was she doing ?

How is she faring ?

How many had fallen and was brought into her care ?

For he wished it was him beneath her as she concentrated on healing him. Her flustered state as she worked, the redness dusting the apples of her cheeks, the pants her lips gave out as she grew exhausted over hours of healing.

But that was nothing to her. For she had the will to keep going, the strength to keep providing, the heart to keep helping.

He imagined the sweat that dripped from her brow, the tears that bubbled in the corners of her eyes as she shouted to whomever she was healing to hold on.

She was a soul that could never bare to see suffering of others.

Though he was in a heated battle, he was reminded of his moon. How she would dance so gracefully in amidst battle, swinging her fan he created specifically for her by his own hands, made by his love for her.

He danced like she would. Moved like she would. Breathed like she would. Performance after performance he recited, as he watched every single show she would put on.

He sweat to the core of his clothes, he was feeling as if he would just like to strip, but that wouldn't be safe to him at all.

But then he thought, would his princess sweat like him after her dances ?

Would her petite figure be covered in a sheen layer of sweat, with only the moon as her witness ? Would she pant, breaths coming from her pretty lips as if she stripped off her drenched clothing ? Would her delicate back and sharp shoulders reflect the light of the moon as she basked in the darkness of her room in private...?

Just like...he imagined her to be as she lay panting and crying beneath him...? The soft whimpers, breaking the silence of the room other than their heavy breaths, the way her eyes were half lidded, the way her tears ran down her cheeks as she cried out for his--

"Yingxing ! Watch out !"

The young lieutenant called, slashing his glaive towards the abomination that was about to strike his companion from behind. He looked at his friend worriedly, confused to why his friend was suddenly in a daze.

"Yingxing, are you alright ? You looked spaced out there. That's dangerous !" the young lieutenant called out, to which his friend waved off.

"Y-yeah, I'm okay. I got a little...stunned there for a moment."

Oh, if only he knew...

"What was that...?" Blade wondered as he suddenly woke up from his light slumber.

He had decided to take a short nap while waiting to pass time around the Divination Commission. The time for his part inthe script was long but arriving, and it wouldn't hurt for him to take a short break. After this...things were about to get drastic and messy.

He shook his head. Perhaps Kafka's Spirit Whispers have been getting to him lately ever since he met up with (Y/n). All sorts of memories were coming back so suddenly.

But...Kafka's has been caught by the Divination Commission already. So how could her Spirit Whisper be attacking him so suddenly...?

Perhaps spending too much intimacy with (Y/n) during the two nights was beginning to rouse something deep within him. Or the Mara was just messing with him to corrupt his mind again...

He should...stay away from her for the time being until Kafka is able to have him back in control. Who knows what might happen to her if he had such thoughts while being in this phase of his Mara...

(A/n : okay that's all from me heheheh have funn~!)

"Sanctus Medicus....that is a name I haven't heard in a...very, very long time...but...isn't exactly alien to my ears..." (Y/n) said, putting her chin between her forefinger and her thumb. She frowned as she tried to make out what intel she had received earlier.

The trailblazers had left to investigate the wanted organization hiding within the Alchemy Commissions to research forbidden methods of immortality. (Y/n) obviously stayed behind to not rouse any suspicion.

"Yes, Lady (Y/n). The Disciples of Sanctus Medicus have been around since your era in the past thousand years. But they were silent, merely worshipping the Plagues Author for their blessing of longevity. But since the Third Abundance War that happened less that 30 years ago...they have rose yet again to cause havoc..." Qingzu tried to explain to (Y/n).

Then the secretary realized something, looking at (Y/n) with wide eyes. "L-Lady (Y/n)...did you just....remember something...?"

"Huh ? Oh Disciples of Sanctus Medicus ? Y-yeah...I think...I remember that much back..." (Y/n) said, before something in her snapped.

No matter...keep running.

And in the distance, was a puff of smoke. It was puffing up in the sky, contaminating the air with its burnt smell, accompanied by the musty smell of rain.

The rain was hindering her sight, but she kept pushing on.

Snippets of pictures came to her mind. Everything was just...happening too fast. She barely remembered anything. It was...so blurry. But she could feel everything.

A body of a man lied lifeless on the ground, being held by another man tenderly in his arms, his back facing her.

Even her current self knew who that was, lying in the embrace of the Imbibator Lunae.

Could it be...?

"Lady (Y/n) !" Qingzu called out and (Y/n)'s mind came back to where she was.

She was currently on the ground as Qingzu was hovering by her side, looking worriedly, Dahao on her other side. Both of them looked pale, as if they saw a ghost.

"Wh...what happened...?" (Y/n) asked, looking at Qingzu.

Then the Vidyadhara woman looked at Dahao, then back to (Y/n). "Lady (Y/n), you passed out. You said something about Sanctus Medicus and you...suddenly fell backwards."

"A-are you alright...?" Dahao asked her as (Y/n) slowly sat up on the marble floor, looking quite confused. Her mind was suddenly snapped back and forth and she herself didn't understand it. Dahao had someone get (Y/n) a glass of water as Qingzu went to go for a phone call.

And as (Y/n) sat on the ground, sipping water slowly, Qingzu came back. Her expression was etched with worry and uncertainty, but she knew she had a message to relay. So she crouched down in front of (Y/n) who was still trying to get her bearings right.

"Lady (Y/n). The General had instructed you to go see Lady Fu Xuan at the Divination Commission. As the esteemed guests have their hands full with the undercover mission to expose the traitors, he has instructed me to escort you to see Lady Fu Xuan." Qingzu said softly, rubbing (Y/n)'s arm for comfort.

"Wh...what for ?" "I reported to the General that you had passed out trying to recollect memories of the past and he told me that it had happened to you last night too. Perhaps its better to see Lady Fu Xuan help with those blockages..."

"So...it was possible to regain my memories all this time ? Why...why didn't anyone tell me this ?" (Y/n) said, looking at Qingzu with betrayal in her eyes.

"Lady (Y/n)...please, I am only relaying the information provided to me. Perhaps Lady Fu Xuan could help you answer your questions." Qingzu said, understanding that (Y/n) must've felt lost and confused ever since she woke up, without much to help her through.

"I...I understand. I'm sorry, Miss Qingzu..." (Y/n) said, sighing as she apologized. Qingzu was right, (Y/n) shouldn't let her temper get the better of her since she was just doing her job.

"Then...let's get going. I suppose the sooner the better." (Y/n) said as she handed Dahao the cup and slowly stood up, looking determined.

"Yes. Follow me, Lady (Y/n). I'll take you there." Qingzy said, before leading the dragon lady out of the Realm-Keeping Commission.

"It's not certain." Fu Xuan replied, her arms crossed over her chest. "We have to determine the type of interference in your mind. It could be either something is blocking those memories, or they are merely dormant in you."

"I suppose it's the latter if you are starting to remember bits and parts. The reason why the General didn't send you earlier is because he worries that too much information could be deadly to your consciousness." Fu Xuan said, as she began to walk somewhere.

"Come with me, Lady (Y/n)," The Master Diviner said, and the horned lady followed attentively behind the smaller petite lady.

"But then...why did he change his mind ?" (Y/n) asked, finding Jing Yuan's reasons quite understandable.

"Because even now, as you already are trying to remember bits and pieces, and it's threatening your consciousness, tampering and overlapping, causing your mind to revert into overdrive. It's dangerous for you to keep the unknown origins of knowledge, because it may corrupt you." Fu Xuan said as they got closer to the Matrix of Prescience.

"Don't worry. Just step in there and I'll do the rest. Whatever you see in there, you'll have to face it. If something is indeed blocking your memories, I'll be there to help guide you through it. But if it's dormant memories, I'll help block out what may come as dangerous to you, and help clear up the fog in your current memories."

(Y/n) nodded, feeling a little unsure. But this was what she had been waiting for all along, hasn't she ? But would she change after she saw everything...?

"Don't worry. I'll pull you back out shall matters become disastrous." Fu Xuan said, assuring (Y/n) with a hand on her back. "Whatever happened in the past doesn't apply to you now. You are a new person, and you are merely looking into the person you used to be and recovering information."

(Y/n) nodded, her hand going to touch the accessory that adorned her ear. With a deep breath and determination running through her veins, she stepped into the matrix domain.

"Keep calm. This wont take long." Fu Xuan said before (Y/n)'s vision went to black.

Flashes of memories came to her. All her past feats, her abilities, her friends, the way she used to live. Everything came to her in a flash without much detail, seeming to be Fu Xuan and the Matrix of Prescience filtering all what is needed for her to know and not.

She saw glimpses of faces of people she knew. People she's seen in her dreams. Jingliu...Baiheng...Jing Yuan...her brother, Dan Feng..

Yingxing...

Suddenly everything turned bright, as she was looking out the window, standing on the porch, admiring the scenery as the artificial sun on the Luofu as it set. The gold rays of light bounced all over, basking her in the warm light.

A hand softly landed on her shoulder, and a middle aged man looked at her, his blue eyes twinkling with warmth and love. The man then leaned in to kiss her cheek, his lips lingering there for a moment before he looked at his beloved with emotion so intense, it made her blush.

"Beloved...you're finally home..." 'she' said, as she faced her lover who took her soft and slender hands into his calloused and rough own.

"Yes, my Moon princess. I apologize for being late." Yingxing said, as his thumbs caressed the moisturized skin of his love. He lifted her hand and kissed her palm, earning a light giggle from the receiver.

"Where did you venture off today ? Do tell me about your affairs of the day, my star." 'She' said, her voice so mature and sweeter than the sweetest nectar.

"Nowhere of your concern. Just an old man's folly passing time with leisure of old." Yingxing replied, looking at her with love, then letting go of her hands. "I'll tell you all about it, Moon. Don't you have a meeting with the Alchemy Commission later today regarding the books of healing properties ?"

"O-oh, yes ! I must've forgotten ! Thank you for the reminder, Yingxing." the dragon lady said, her hands to her lips as she looked at her lover with surprise and remembrance. "I was researching about the ways of healing those with Mara. Successfully, I've found a way to slow it down by freezing their cores."

"Battle wise...I'd need to reconfirm with the Imbibator Lunae later to devise a plan. I've found a new technique of healing I've been elated to try ! I'll recall the details to tell you later !" the beloved said excitedly, before planting a kiss on her betrothed's cheek, before scurrying of in a flurry of exclusive cloths.

"My my...as hasty and as excitable as ever, my Moon..." Yingxing said with a small chuckle leaving his lips. Then his eyes looked down, his smile fading and wavering, for he had not told his lover the entire truth.

For the reason he had been missing all day was because he was granted access to the Dragon Palace in Scalegorge Waterscape by Dan Feng to return a favor. He went straight into the archives to recover something he had stumbled upon once.

With the access granted by Dan Feng, Yingxing went into the archives, searching for the scrolls he had accidentally seen Dan Jia storing away. The scrolls regarding methods of Immortality and the Transmutation Arcanum.

He began to ponder, looking into the horizon and recounting his day to the sky. As the man closed his eyes in regret, so did the vision of him on the lonely porch, as all began to fade to black.

"I'm sorry, my Moon...for I have betrayed you..." a voice rang out through the dark depths of void visions.

It was raining.

As she opened her eyes, she was on the ground blood pooling her form. She was weak. Everything hurt. Even breathing hurt.

"Dan Feng ! This wasn't what you promised us ! This isn't what you promised me !" A man screamed in agony, pain evident in his voice.

The middle aged man held his sword in his hand, clothes drenched with blood and grime. His body was wet from the rain, long hair coming undone from its usual updo. Blue eyes filled with grief and pain.

"You...you promised me she wouldn't be harmed !"

"Yingxing..." another voice called out, power and authority carrying through the sounds of rain that peltered the stone grounds. But even then, that voice sounded pained and destroyed.

"We have to save her. Don't worry, Dan Jia won't die..." the man said, standing up as he held a beating organ in his hand. The organ robbed from the chest of the fallen who lay merely a few feet away from them.

"Take my sister somewhere safe. Then immediately come back. She wont die from that," Dan Feng said. "If she died...I would've died too..."

"Make haste, Yingxing, for we have limited time if we're to carry out our plan."

"But I--!"

"Do you want her sacrifice to be in vain ?"

Yingxing stopped, looking at the Imbibator Lunae in disbelief. His blue eyes widened, lips parted. And through the heavy rain, there was a small 'what...?' barely audible.

"You agreed to mask your death to fool my sister to drop her guard and for me to take her heart. This all happened, because we planned for all this to happen to save HER ! You cannot tell me that I am heartless, for using my sister like this ! You know well enough that I am sacrificing my own position, my power and my FAMILY !" Dan Feng exclaimed, voice thundering through the gloomy weather.

"But if we do this...we could bring back Baiheng. And Dan Jia would still live. If all goes well." Dan Feng said softly before her sight of them began to blur, her vision turning dark.

"We must invoke the power of the Abundance now...you know what to do now, Yingxing."

"That's enough...(Y/n)." a foreign distorted voice said, kicking her out of her memory.

Before she knew it, she was back in the Divination Commission, looking at her with worry and surprise.

"Wh...what happened...?"

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