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octo-hyacinth · 2 years
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Ah ah! Your writing is to die for I loved the 'Pomefiore's Reaction to Receiving a Flower' and I was wondering if you could do Riddle,Ace,Azul and Rook reaction to you giving them a stuffed animal/plushie♡ I just think their reactions would be neat<3
OOH ABSOLUTELY. This has fantastic potential i can smeel it >:3
anyway i love this ask, enjoy~
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TWST Boys Being Gifted a Plushie
Characters: Riddle Rosehearts, Ace Trappola, Azul Ashengrotto, Rook Hunt Content Warnings: Fluff, slightest bit of angst(?) (just a smidge), Rook possibly sounding ooc (POSSIBLY) A/N: I wanna smack Ace sometimes. Also my first time seriously analyzing Riddle's personality.
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Riddle Rosehearts
He would be stunned into silence for real.
He'd never had one of these as a child, and by the time he was in NRC and could technically have one without his mother confiscating it, he'd grown out of them, and saw no point in them anyway
But you got him a little bear with a red bow around its neck... and he was immediately attached to it, even though he didn't show it
It's... so fluffy?? And he could keep this in his room, with no judgement???
It's definitely big enough for him to hug at night when he's feeling lonely and missing you
Sometimes he'll talk to it at night, saying the things he wishes he could say to you but can't.
To your face, he could only be formal and reserved, but to the bear he could spill his true thoughts and feelings about you
Maybe one day, he could tell you what he wants to say, and finally break down the wall of his own making.
Ace Trappola
Immediately gives you a smug grin once you hand him the stuffed fox
"Ooh, what's this, Prefect? Don't tell me you're getting soft for me?"
He shuts up after you whack him on the arm
He keeps it in his bag for the rest of the school day, but once he gets back to his dorm, he gently sets it on his bed, and decides to name it after you.
It sits next to his pillow as he sleeps at night, and lets him have a bit of comfort, almost like you're there with him
He never speaks a word of that, though. He'd never admit he loves it as much as he does.
This gift you've given him only makes him like you even more. Maybe if you think about him enough to give him a sappy stuffed animal, he should be showing his affection for you even more.
Azul Ashengrotto
Of course, you had to give him a lil octopus plushie! One of those flippable ones, too, with different colors and expressions on each side :)
He immediately goes entirely red, right up to his ears, but he’s desperately trying to stay cool and refined. He’s trying so hard. So don’t tease him too much, he might actually explode.
“Ah, I-I see, how thoughtful of you. You have my gratitude.”
And then he retreats to his office to silent-scream.
You got him an octopus?? This little guy??? Was for him???? Does this mean that you really like octopi?? But not him, right? Unless-
Man, his thoughts spiral so damn fast, you have to reassure him that you do indeed like him, and that there’s no reason to think otherwise <3
He keeps the little guy perched on his desk, and often flips it inside out and back whenever he’s exhausted or needs a break, just to give him something to focus on
He really loves it, though. He’d never admit it to your face, but Floyd has slammed the door open (without knocking) and found Azul just, gently holding or admiring the little octopus way too many times. Floyd may or may not have been bribed to keep his mouth shut about something he may or may not have witnessed, so don’t ask. (Or do, you can probably get whatever info you want from Floyd if you play your cards right.) But it always reminds Azul of you, and he treasures that. He’d much rather be holding you, but for now, this must suffice.
Rook Hunt
Rook is absolutely delighted you bestowed upon him such a thoughtful present!
He took the little stuffed leopard and immediately gave it a big hug, and his eyes just lit up when you told him that the leopard, being such a good hunter, reminded you of him.
“Merci, ma chérie! I truly do love this with all my heart.”
It gets a special place on a shelf in his room, where all his most prized possessions and trophies go.
And that leopard is the centerpiece.
And as a hunter, he now wishes to retrieve a trophy for you to treasure, as much as he treasures this.
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halcyon-hyacinth · 1 month
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priyamalini fic im writing with oomf is coming along well
haunted 10... I promise I will work on you this week <3
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hyxcvnth · 2 years
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spineless-lobster · 3 months
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Havers celebrating the legalization of homosexuality in 1967 by sitting next to the captain’s grave with a bouquet of hyacinths and lavender send post
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lightbarebunnies · 5 months
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Napping with Valkyrie
summary: some lil hcs about napping with valkyrie's members :) tags: fluff, gn!reader - you/your pronouns characters: mika kagehira, shu itsuki a/n: first actual post? first actual post. screams. I might resize my header images because they feel way too big, but I will wait and see how they look on mobile x_x
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Mika, like any other black cat, loves to sleep in the warmth of the sun.
He's napped out on benches, beneath trees, once even on the floor of the handicrafts room while he was waiting for Shu to finish alterations on their costumes.
However, it was when he first moved into the dorms and Ritsu, that Mika learned the joy of napping with another.
There’s a closeness that he’s appreciated from those dear to him, even outside of a romantic context. He’s just a cuddler!
Once he started collecting plushies, he had at least one near by to hold onto. During his crushing stage, there definitely wasn’t one he named after you and would imagine was you, yearning to be able to hold you tight...
Once you started to date, however, he’s always been the clingy type of partner - pulling you close so that you’re leaning on his shoulder when you watch movies together, having you sit on his lap when the two of you are both just scrolling on your phones, and essentially attaching himself to your arm when you’re out shopping for fabric.
He adores the feeling of you. Your warmth, the slow rise and fall of your chest as you breathe, the pressure of you on top of him… Genuine, physical facts that you are there and with him in that moment.
As much as Mika likes to spoon, he actually prefers for you to be cuddled up beside him and resting your head on his chest.
In a perfect world, you’d just be directly on top of him without worrying about it being comfortable for him… He can handle it, even if you hear something crack or pop, he’s not that scrawny anymore! It’s just like a weighted blanket-
...That’s something he’ll try to convince you to do on another day.
Today, however, he just needs some time with you. You’ve both had a long day, and it wasn’t even dinnertime yet. So… like clockwork, he drags you off to the couch for a nap to recharge.
Mika’s essentially formed a nice little nest out of his spare blankets, with just enough space for the both of you to lie down and be snuggled up together.
He lies down first, then lets you get comfortable and find the right position before he’ll wrap his arms around you. He tends to have a hand wander and eventually find its way into your hair, playing with it until he dozes off.
Sometimes, Mika ends up waking up before you. That’s a real treat for him… he loves how peaceful you look when you sleep – just getting to watch you at rest with him makes him feel all fuzzy inside.
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Shu Itsuki and naps do not usually come hand in hand.
Usually, he keeps a strict sleep schedule to ensure his own health and maintain the proper work balance between schoolwork and his idol activities.
Though, it's due to his stubbornness that he's wound up passed out in the snow when he still was attending Yumenosaki. While he hasn't worked himself to absolute exhaustion, he still is prone to pushing himself far to meet deadlines.
You're dear to Shu, and your presence is absolutely vital to his work when he's on a time crunch.
He trusts you enough, about as much as he trusts Mika at this point, to assist in simple sewing tasks.
So, as the sun rises and creeps through the curtains, you finish applying bias tape to the sleeves of Shu's most recent commission. You're wiped, but you can't seem to convince yourself to go to sleep if it means more work for Shu...
Shu looks at you sleepily rub your eyes, placing your pin cushion on the table, and his heart aches. There was still another day until the deadline... perhaps the two of you have done enough for now.
He quickly makes a baste stitch with the applique he had been fussing over, then stands. He walks to the couch and grabs a shawl he had knit months ago. You don't really think much of it, until you realize he's not by the couch anymore... and is in fact standing behind your chair.
"Come, mon Amour." he whispers in your ear, wrapping the shawl around your shoulders. "I've decided that I can't stand watching your constitution waste away, so we shall be going to bed."
It's an obvious excuse, a way for him to say he too is tired without admitting such weakness and instead using you as an excuse It was something you'd normally point out, until he gives your shoulder a gentle kiss - a silent apology for not deciding to rest sooner.
... Alright, you'll let him off easy this time.
Whisking you off to his bedroom, he first ensures your own comfort once he lays you down - fussing over your position and making sure that the sheets are adequate.
On one side, he tucks you in, before he gets in on the other side. He ensures you're still wrapped in the shawl as he holds you, so that if the two of you separate in your sleep, you'll still have a part of him holding you as you rest.
Shu watches you as you drift off, gently brushing his fingers through your hair and humming softly. He always makes sure you fall asleep first.
Feeling the knit lace pattern of the shawl between his fingers, a habit to keep him from fretting about the unfinished work, he finally drifts off to sleep with you in his arms.
In a few hours you'll both wake up and get back to work, likely with a cup of caffeinated tea to help. For now, however... he'll rest.
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lxvenderjewel · 8 days
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my dear, my perfect darling my love, my one and only my yellow tulip. i have picked up a small case, watson.
what is it?
i’m buying you some diphylleia. something trivial, nothing to interest you. i’ll be going out to look at some flowers.
what for, holmes?
i hold you in my deepest mauve carnations. i believe i will find some clues there.
why haven’t i heard of this case?
it doesn’t exist i am lying i am making you a a mulberry i didn’t think it would interest you, watson.
hmm. well, you must tell me about it later.
i cannot you would hate me i cannot bear that a daffodil. of course.
what particularly about flowers?
shit shit shit shit a purple hyacinth. flower language.
hmm.
he knows he knows he cannot know how would he clovenlip toadflax. mm. i will see you.
don’t be late for dinner.
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hanahaki4hanami · 2 months
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Hanahaki For Hanami Prompts
Think warm thoughts, spring will be here before you know it. And in the meantime, take a look at our prompt suggestions for #hanahaki4hanami. Prompts are merely there to inspire you. Use as many or as few as you would like. We look forward to posting in April!🌸
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Week One: Yellow Hyacinth - Jealousy
Week Two: Red Tulip - Passion, Declaration of love
Week Three: Heliotrope - Eternal Love, Devotion
Week Four: Cyclamen - Resignation, Diffidence, Goodbye
Hanahaki for Hanami is a pro-fiction & pro-ship, multi-fandom event. All works are welcome as long as they are tagged accordingly and hanahaki related. You can view the full guidelines on our tumblr page or by clicking the Notion link.
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catboymoments · 7 months
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Hello everyone …. The Hyacinth creation fic is Here….. blease enjoy it I am quite proud of it!!! 🪻🫶
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jpitha · 6 months
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Dreams of Hyacinth 32
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The airlock on Tinker Toy finished cycling, and as the door snapped open, Nick and Eastern saw Chloe standing there.
"Chloe! What ar-" Before Nick could finish speaking, Chloe slapped something over his mouth. Immediately, it felt like the world slowed to half speed. Eastern turned and opened her mouth to use her Voice, and Chloe did the same thing to her. The... thing over his mouth felt like soft silk and moved on its own, covering his mouths and snaking around sickeningly until it was quite secure on his face.
Eyes wide in terror, Nick looked behind Chloe to see Medicine Hat standing there sadly. His eyes met Nick's and he mouthed "sorry." as Chloe grabbed them firmly and spun them around. She slapped another thing on the back of their necks.
Nick felt orange, and tasted the sea as the isolator wriggled its way into his cybernetics and everything went black.
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Nick awoke with a start. Sitting up in his bed, he looked around the room. He was back in his small apartment on Hyacinth. The same small bedroom, the same messy bed, the same view out of the window.
He got out of bed and padded into his tiny kitchen and saw Selkirk sitting at the table, drinking tea. "About time you woke up, Nick."
"Sel! What are you doing here?" Nick walked over to the coffee maker. It had just finished. He poured a cup and sat next to Selkirk.
"More like, what are you doing here, Nick." Her ears flicked. "You're fucked Nick, you know that, right?"
Nick sighed. "Sel, in the last month since you died I've been nothing but. I've gone from being fucked one way to being fucked another. I'm still here and all I can wonder is how this will shake out.
She nodded, a human gesture. Even though she was K'laxi, Selkirk has lived with humans a long time. She always did tend to do both human and K'laxi gestures. "I understand that Nick, but you gotta realize that you're capital F Fucked now. Chloe means business. Eastern using the Voice on her was not wise."
Nick shrugged. "I'm not her keeper Sel, you of all people know that. I couldn't stop her from doing something anymore than I could stop the wind from blowing."
Selkirk's tail flicked and she nodded again. "True enough Nick, true enough. Still. You and her need to be super careful from now on. You both are now a prisoner of the AIs, and while Tink and Hat were understanding, Chole wasn't. It's not unreasonable to assume a lot of the AI faction thinks like her."
Nick took a sip of his coffee. By now he realized he was dreaming, but he still felt compelled to live out the scenario. The coffee was actually pretty good. Better than he ever made on his own at least. Selkirk noticed his expression. "No reason that dream coffee can't taste like the best coffee you can remember, right?" She winked, another human expression.
"Sel? Are you... the Nanites? Or are you a memory? Or are you something else?"
Selkirk's ears flicked again and she took a sip of her tea. "Now you're thinking. I'm a bit of all of that. By the way, you and Eastern sure gave up quickly on thinking Selkirk is dead. You took Helen's word and booked it. Given the situation you were in, I don't blame you, and she probably won't either, but maybe you should think again about how dead she really is. Remember that old rule. She's not dead until you see the body."
Nick's eyes widened. "Shit Selkirk, you think you're alive?"
She laughed. K'laxi laugher sounds a like a barking cough. "Nick you are entirely too trusting. Time for you to look at things with a more cynical eye. I can see why you're attracted to Selkirk and Eastern. They're good for you." Her expression hardened. "For now, concentrate on survival. Use all your tools. The AIs have shown they're not acting in good faith."
She stood and walked over to the window. As she approached, the view changed from Nick's familiar view of Hyacinth to a smoking ruin, lit red from fires in the distance. If he concentrated, he could hear sirens and gunfire. She turned to look at him, and a crown flared over her head in orange light.
"No mercy, Nick."
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Nick came back to reality slowly, in fits and starts. Like waking up after his sleep was interrupted. Nick blinked the sleep away from his eyes. It was gritty. He reached up to rub his eyes and found he... couldn't. Nick blinked again and realized that he was inside a hibernation cabinet. He turned his head slowly, painfully and saw that there was another one next to him, this one closed and cold. Eastern was probably in that one and she was still in hibernation.
With ice in his veins, Nick realized he had no idea how long he's been in hibernation.
Blinking again, Nick tries to look around. As his eyes come into focus, all he can tell is that he's probably on a starship. The walls are smooth white, the lighting overhead is diffused and even, and there are three people standing in front of him. He opens his mouth to speak.
The... thing is still over his mouth.
Breathing through his nose, he glares at the people. All he can do is wait.
One of the people steps forward. Nick doesn't recognize him. He's male shaped, with sandy blond hair, older human looking. He is wearing a plaid shirt and blue jeans. "Nicholas North?"
Nick glares.
"Come on now Nick, I know this is hardly the best introduction, but work with me here. I'll do my best to ask you yes/no questions. Are you Nicholas North?"
Nick nods.
"Do you know where you are?"
He shakes his head no.
"What's the last thing you remember?"
Nick just raises an eyebrow.
"Right, right, the gag. I'm sorry. Do you remember Chloe?"
Nick nods and glares harder.
"I see." The person sighs. He turns to the other two. "Why don't you head into the other room, check on things. I'm going to talk to Nick here for a minute. I'm going to see if I can get him to go along with it willingly."
One of them raises an eyebrow, but neither say anything, and they both turn and leave the room. The remaining person wheels a chair over and sits next to Nick's cabinet. "Nick, we fucked up. Chloe acted on her own and captured you two from Tink and brought you here. We realized that she had effectively armed a bomb that could destroy us all and brought it to us. We had no choice but to put you into hibernation."
Nick glared.
"Say, do you know if you can do the Voice over your cybernetic connection? We'd be willing to hook that up to you and you could speak to us through that. In fact... let me try someting."
The person rummages under Nick's hibernation cabinet until he feels the tingle of a connection. "There. try that."
"Where is Eastern?" Nick's voice comes out of a speaker built into the cabinet. It's tinny, but it sounds like him.
"She's in the cabinet next to you, still under. She's fine."
"Where am I?"
"You're in... an AI stronghold. I won't go into any more detail than that. You're safe here."
"Funny, I don't feel safe."
The person nodded. "Yeah, I can understand that Nick. For what it's worth, I'm sorry it happened this way. Chloe can be... difficult sometimes. She's just so right about things and she's been correct enough times that lots of people just let her do what she thinks she needs to do. Her choices are not my choices, but what's done is done, so we're all going to have to work with her choices. My name is Gord, by the way. I'm another AI - as I'm sure you already guessed - and I've been around even longer than Chloe. I'm probably as close as there is to the first AI."
Gord chuckled sadly. "You know, I had a version of this conversation with Melody? Before she invaded. I went out to check out her setup and see if she was going to be a threat. I was all set to just let her keep on keeping on, and then she used her Voice on me. Nick, I was frightened. More frightened of that than I had been in a long time. Behind her Voice I saw us being enslaved, again. I thought that if we took care of her, hard and fast that we could nip this whole thing before it got started, and keep things the way they were." Gord sighed and looked away. "That was me being foolish. I see that now."
Nick's glare subsides slightly. "How long have we been in hibernation?"
Gord still looked away. "I don't want to tell you just yet."
"That means it's been a long time."
"That it does, Nick. That it does."
"So why now? Why did you wake me? Why not just keep us on ice, an inconvenient reminder of Chloe's impulsive decision?"
Gord got up and paced around the small room. Nick discovered that as he woke more, he could wriggle in his hibernation cabinet. His right hand found a little control panel, and he was able to tilt it up and be almost upright. He tried to cycle the door open, but that function was disabled. He tried to probe the cabinet with his cybernetics, but other than the speaker, Gord kept him locked out. Remembering the lessons he learned from Queenie, Nick started running a low level breaker on the cabinet. If he could keep Gord talking a while longer, he should be able to crack it and have full control. Hopefully part of it would be removing this gag.
"Nick, we're in trouble. We underestimated Helen."
Nick said nothing while the breaker worked on the edge of his attention.
"Most of us thought she'd stop at Sol. By the time Chloe found you and Eastern, we knew most of what you reported already. It's not like she had locked down the system. She was just... in charge. About a year after... you left, she declared herself Empress and Melody's Empire reformed and there was no argument. Even the Colonial worlds accepted her announcement and kept on trading."
Nick did his best to shrug inside the cabinet while also not trying to give away the fact that his breaker just tingled success and he had admin control over the cabinet. "And?"
Gord looked at Nick. "And she's building another fleet of those blasted super dreadnoughts. She's not going to stay in Sol."
"Has she started to build a gate in the Sol system?"
Gord stopped pacing and looked confused. "No, why would she? She can just link anywhere she needs to go. Why build a Gate at all?"
Nick nodded and kicked off the last script with his cybernetics. The gag around his mouth went limp and fell from his lips. Gord's eyes went wide and before he could even open his mouth, Nick shouted
S̸̗̼̕ḭ̵̭̱̋ĺ̷̨̰͍̹e̶͚̓̓̄̕n̷̮͙̫̣̋c̷̥̀̒̒̅e̴̠̳͛.̸̘̓̆͝ͅ ̴̼̤͚̳́́͘ ̶̨̣̺́ͅ ̴̫̙͈̅̈Š̶͖̊̒́p̴̢̛̗̩e̸̠̬͒̿ä̷̧̠́͜͝k̸̠͉̽̈́͝ ̸͚̖̫̐o̷̡͕̲̗͋̅̄͠n̷̛̬̽̈́͌ĺ̸͎̫̘͔͛̆̂y̶̨̳̠̅ ̸͇͎̬̻͠w̸̰͖̦̃͗̌̓ḥ̷̙̗̬̃ë̴̛̤̝̈́ñ̶̺̳ ̴̲͕̋͜s̷̢͎̬̼͠p̷͈͕̠͇̆̈́̉ö̴͚̮̖͚́k̴̞̘̎̐e̷̬̾̀̂n̶̪̾͝͝ ̷͂̚͘ͅt̶͓̫͊o̵͖̽̈́̈́.̵̨̨̪̃͂ ̵̭͍̦̟́̂̏̑ ̶̺̲̞̫̔́̓̒Ó̵̖̘͙̔̀̾b̷̹̱͕̳̓e̶͙̠̗̫͋̾̽y̸̞̯͈̓͒̕͝ͅ.̴̼͑̽
Gord's mouth snapped shut. Grunting, Nick levered the hibernation cabinet open. As he climbed out he snapped. "Wake Eastern."
Gord bustled over to her cabinet and entered in the codes on the side to start the process. He looked at Nick, pleadingly but said nothing.
"How long until she's awake?"
"A couple hours unless something goes wrong."
Nick's crown flared as he stood. "Ensure that nothing does."
While Gord worked at the cabinet, Nick was surrounded in a glimmering, golden light. The light died down after a moment, and he was in a royal outfit. Emerald green, like Easterns, with wings and a crown, this was more of a military uniform than a ballgown, but there were still flourishes and touches here and there that marked it as more elegant than a regular uniform.
Nick reached out with his cybernetics until he found the comm system. Being an AI location, everything was accessible through cybernetics. With the lessons learned from his breaker on the hibernation cabinet, Nick easily took over comms. He had to work fast before someone came to check in on Gord.
Ǫ̸̪̮͗̓b̸͎̉̓e̶͉̭̎͌ͅd̴͇͆̅̃į̶̣̲̆͑e̵̹͍̪̐̾n̴̝̔͂̅͜c̸̖̕e̵͔̍.̸̫̠̬̍ ̸͙̊̍ ̸̼͔̫̀̍ ̴̡͚̌̉Ỷ̴̡̢ò̷̻͛͝u̷̬̣͂ ̵̛͈̠̮̽́o̵͕̣͐̂b̸̫̌̏͂e̶̩͑̆̎ỳ̷̨͒͝ ̶̻͗̚͘͜N̸̖̥̠͊i̷̫͛̂c̶̢̽̀̎ḫ̸̝́̀͛o̶͙̪̊̒̇ľ̵͕͝ḁ̶̢̭̄͒͠ṣ̸̑̀ ̴̝̬̍̀ä̸͓̹̓̀ṅ̵̡̬̌d̸͎͉͌̒ ̴̳̜͛͊̆Ȩ̷͉̽̅a̷̪̿̋s̷̜͎̿̈́͝t̸̛̹e̸̤̖͈͝r̶̳̘͓̎̾n̷̙͆̕͝'̴̝͌s̶̬̹̣̔ ̴̯̅̓ö̸̖̻͜r̴͙͌̊̄d̵͚͂̓ẹ̵̭̋̀̏r̴̟͓͆̀͘s̷͚̗̣̓.̴̱͗̅̚ͅ ̸̼̄̀ ̴̙͖͗͑̿ ̸͓̙̀Ţ̶̺̀h̶̰̱̻̏ę̷̛͛͘y̵͊͗͜ ̴̞̞̿͋́͜a̴̡̻̐̈́r̶̘̾̀e̸̺̳̅͛ ̴̡͍͙̀̑̈́y̷̬̜̘͛̆o̵̤̾u̵̡͍͈̎́͌r̴̻̘͚̍́̌ ̷̟̎͂̄E̴̳͚͉̒m̸͚͂͂p̴̠̞̺̎̃e̸̟̚r̷̫͛̄̾ö̷͉̦͉́r̷̳̔͝ ̴̟͊ͅå̸̼̈́͗n̶̼̉̍d̷̞̺̄̏ ̷̡̭̩̋͐Ȩ̸̬̲̿̃m̵̪̬̓p̶̟̌͠r̸͙̉͝ḛ̸̙͗͗s̵͚͂́́s̵̡͉͌͌.̶͈̇̀
As soon as he finished his announcement, he felt the change. It was as if everyone stood to attention for a moment, and then relaxed. Nick had told them what to do, and now agency was removed from them. All they had to do was obey, and because of the Nanites, they couldn't not obey.
The fact it worked at all meant that Nick and Eastern had been in hibernation a long time. Long enough for the Nanites to replicate all throughout this location and gather enough concentration to work. It also meant that the AI faction was sloppy and had not deployed any anti-nanite gas here.
Nick sat at Gord's chair while he worked to wake Eastern. A guard entered the room and saw Nick and saluted.
"Where am I?"
"You're aboard the former human colony ship Mt Baxter. It's parked in interstellar space a few kilolights from Parvati."
"Am I? I didn't know any of the Colony Ships were still around."
"Emperor, Mt Baxter was struck by a gamma ray burst while in transit. A group of AIs found it coasting through interstellar space and stopped it, and now it's used as a secret gathering place for the AI faction."
"How many people are aboard?"
"Current population including those who are ships is one thousand, two hundred and eighty individuals."
"Any, uh BIs?"
"Other than yourself and Empress Eastern, no, Emperor."
"Is Chloe here?"
"No, Emperor."
"Where is she?"
"I do not know, Emperor."
Nick looked over at Gord. "Gord, where is Chloe?"
"She's on a mission to try and infiltrate the Sol system and see if she can start up a resistance." Gord was clearly upset, but answered the question directly.
"How long has she been gone?"
"More than a year."
Nick busied himself reading about Mt. Baxter for the next hour until Gord got up from the cabinet and he heard her voice over a speaker.
"What's going on? Where are we?"
Nick rushed over. "Eastern! Are you all right?"
"Why am I in hibernation, Nick?" Eastern's eyelids flickered as she tried to look around the room.
"I'll explain once you're up and out. Chloe kidnapped us."
"Why are you out?" Her eyes flicked to Nick and then over to Gord.
"They underestimated me. I'm in charge now."
"So much for diplomacy, eh?"
"I have a feeling it was never going to work, hon."
Eastern's sigh was audible over the speaker. "Yeah. Me neither."
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t00thpasteface · 1 year
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sometimes a poem will find you;
on a grocery aisle, i met one.
the hyacinth bulb has instructions:
do not let it lean towards the sun.
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octo-hyacinth · 1 year
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Shivers
Characters: Floyd Leech
Summary: Floyd with a reader who is prone to shivering a lot (from temperature sensitivity mainly)
Content Warnings: None, except for an obligatory warning of very much Floyd
A/N: HOLY SHIT THAT WAS A LONG HIATUS, MY BAD YALL MY BAD
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Before Floyd got to know you real well, like right after you made your lovely flashy entrance in the Hall Of Mirrors™️ and started attending classes, he had… mixed feelings about you
Things like, “Why are they even here?” “I don’t like how much attention this weird new Prefect is getting”, but at the same time, he’s also very intrigued by you
So, like any predator does with their prey, he starts stalking you. Just. Not in the traditional, hide-in-the-shadows sense
He starts sitting next to you in every class you share, likely by forcibly removing anyone who was there before, just to talk to you
As you walk through the halls and across the courtyard every day, you began to expect the habitual singsongy “Shrimpyyy!~” rapidly approaching you multiple times a day
After a while, you just kinda stopped fighting it and let him hang around you
But because of all his hovering, of course he started to notice things, things like how easily you started shivering like you were about to catch hypothermia every time the rickety window in Trein’s accidentally blew open with every gust of wind
He found it odd, of course, being so accustomed to the cold. He’s never seen someone who’s so sensitive to it in comparison.
Buuut the more time went on, the more he got used to it.
He started offering you his jacket every class period, with you then giving it back to him at the end of the last class you shared
Then he just refused to take his jacket back one day, shoving it into your hands with a cheery smile as he insisted you keep it, saying something about swiping Azul’s money to buy a new one
The accommodations just for you sometimes went a little further, with Floyd even getting up from his seat just to shut the window for you, which was odd in itself considering how pointless he saw the action before
Sometimes, he’d sneakily grab your hand and gently rub it in between his to try and generate more warmth for you (whether of not it worked is up for debate)
But of course, for all the care he showed through his actions, he still teased you over it sometimes
“Awww, is my widdle Shrimpy cold again? Look at you, always needing me to help you from bein’ cold all the time,” he’d say as he ruffles your hair.
“‘S okay though, I don’t mind being generous every once in a while. Yer welcome.”
Gotta take the good with the insufferably obnoxious though, I guess.
But congratulations! You’ve won yourself a clingy, affectionate eel, complete with a fully-functioning annoyance feature (now with extra teasing)
Sorry but he doesn’t take refunds, have fun
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halcyon-hyacinth · 8 months
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“Okay, here’s the plan-”
“Plan?” Leah questions. “Why do we need-”
“-you go knock on the door and pretend to be a Jehovah’s Witness-”
“I’m not doing that.”
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hyxcvnth · 2 years
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how can you promise me clear skies and starry nights
when the clouds above my head remain?
- self
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hycinthrt · 6 months
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ITS FINALLY HERE
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i think im still want to print out another copy because i want to tweak the cover a little bit BUT I LOVE IT
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!!!!!!
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lil hyacinth
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lil polyboea
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and a surprise at the end
special thanks to @gotstabbedbyapen
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and @hyac1nthus
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for reading my fevered thoughts from the beginning and being part of the finished product 🫶🫶
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bernardsunglasses · 3 months
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“Uh,” Bernard said.
“Hi,” Tim said.
“Hello,” Darla said.
Bernard dug his heels in a little bit. Tim gave him a serious look, and Bernard’s chest twisted.
“Dude.” He let himself be yanked down the hall through the slowly-thinning crowd. “If you’re about to tell me you’re here with an important message from my future self, or that you’re stuck in a time-loop, or that you have a tiny, sick alien living in your house that we have to load up in a bike basket—”
A birthday fic for the 20th anniversary of Bernard's first appearance in Robin #121
Relationships: Darla Aquista & Bernard Dowd & Tim Drake, Pre-relatinoship Bernard Dowd/Tim Drake
Characters: Bernard Dowd, Tim Drake, Darla Aquista
Additional Tags: Bernard Dowd-centric, birthday, Tim Drake is a Good Friend, Pre-Relationship, fluff, high school, Chef Bernard Dowd references, pre-War Games (DCU), insecurity
Word count: 3,411, chapter 1/1
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lightbarebunnies · 2 months
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Can i request 💕 with Mika?
a/n: ahh... the miipy :) tags: fluff, gn!reader - you/your pronouns, reader is the producer, doll and darling as pet names
Send emoji(s) and I'll write a drabble 💞 - Post-nightmare cuddles
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You had a bad dream.
Or, well, bad only started to describe it. Abandonment, panic, true isolation and being helpless... it was overwhelming.
Your eyes open wide, sitting up as you gasp for air - heart pounding in your ears.
"Doll?" Mika mumbled, rubbing his eye sleepily as he too sat up.
You didn't think you had done anything that would wake him up, especially given the fact that you were pretty sure he couldn't even see you given his night blindness.
But Mika had a sixth sense for this sort of thing, he could tell when there was something wrong with the people he cared the most about. And he could tell you weren't okay.
Taking you into his arms without another moment to spare, he holds you close in hopes to soothe you.
"Shh..." Mika was used to comforting the other kids at the orphanage when they've had a nightmare - so he was used to this kind of thing.
"... Hey, yer okay." he whispered softly, rubbing your back in slow circles as you bury your face in his . "I gotcha, Darlin'... I'm right here. I gotcha."
He lets you take a few moments to catch your breath, his fingers running through your hair as he hummed.
As the minutes passed, the tension eased, and you finally feel calmer. When you pull back to look at him, Mika is smiling.
"There ya go..." His voice was so gentle, full of tenderness that he held for you. Mika presses a kiss to your forehead, "Ya wanna talk about it, Doll?"
You tell him a bit about your nightmare, all the while Mika held you. Once you felt ready to go back to sleep, you yawn and sigh.
"Ah- hold on."
He blindly pats to the side of his head, searching for something - one of his plushies, the cat one he fixed up with you recently.
"Even if I can't always be there to keep ya company when ya have those no good dreams... this lil' guy will be." Mika gently pressed the stuffed animal's face to your cheek, making a little kiss sound.
The rest of the night you slept peacefully, with Mika spooning you, and you holding onto the plushie.
As Mika drifted back to sleep himself, he nuzzled into you and sighed contently. He loved you... so much. "... 'm gonna make sure ya never feel alone again, Darlin'... I promise."
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