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[aventurineswife]

Running in the Shadows

Summary: Caught in a chase under the moonlit sky, you believe you can outrun Moze, the elusive Shadow Guard of the Yaoqing. But Moze quickly catches up, only to surprise you.

Tags: Moze x Reader(can be read as platonically) Chase scene, Hurt/Comfort, Protector, Slow Burn, Tension, Fluff with Angst, Emotional Vulnerability, Barefoot Running.

Warnings: Mentions of panic and fear during the chase, Slight physical restraint, Mild emotional tension.

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Original Idea

The moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow on the deserted streets of the city. You sprinted down the narrow alleyways, adrenaline coursing through your veins as you glanced back over your shoulder. The sound of footsteps echoed ominously behind you, but you believed you could outpace your pursuer. After all, you were nimble and fast, and this was your territory.

You turned sharply, weaving through the shadows, your breath quickening as you picked up speed. However, the footsteps only grew louder, each step punctuating the air with an unsettling promise. Who was chasing you? You didn’t have time to think about it; you needed to escape.

As you rounded another corner, the alley widened, and you felt a rush of hope. Perhaps you could find a place to hide, a chance to lose whoever was behind you. You pushed your legs harder, ignoring the sting of your bare feet against the cold pavement, the gravel digging into your soles. You were almost there—just a few more steps.

Suddenly, a shadow loomed ahead of you, and instinct kicked in. You turned to run the other way, but in an instant, the figure emerged from the darkness—a tall, muscular silhouette with gray hair cascading over one shoulder. You recognized him instantly.

“Moze...” you gasped, feeling a mix of fear and an inexplicable thrill.

He moved with a predatory grace, closing the distance between you with ease. Panic surged through you, and you quickened your pace again, but it was futile. With a swift motion, he reached out and grabbed your waist, effortlessly lifting you off your feet.

“Got you.” he said, his voice low and steady, but there was no malice in his tone—only an unsettling calm.

Before you could react, he lowered you gently onto something soft. Confused, you looked down to find your shoes—waiting for you. The act was so unexpected, so disarming, that you almost forgot about your fear.

“Why were you running?” Moze asked, his violet-blue eyes locking onto yours, a hint of concern flickering beneath his stoic demeanor.

You stammered, “I… I thought you were after me.”

“I was,” he admitted, a faint smirk teasing the corner of his lips. “But not in the way you think.”

His hands remained on your, grounding, you as you tried to catch your breath. There was a vulnerability in his gaze, a flicker of something deeper beneath the surface—a connection that transcended the chase.

“Put your shoes on,” he said, his voice softening. “You’ll hurt yourself running around barefoot.”

The warmth of his hands lingered on your skin, and you nodded, slipping your feet into the shoes. The fit offered a sense of security, a reminder that despite the shadows surrounding you, there was someone watching over you.

“Thank you,” you said quietly, looking up at him. “I didn’t expect you to… uh help me?”

“Neither did I,” he replied, his expression unreadable. “But you shouldn’t have to run alone.”

In that moment, as the city around you buzzed with the life of the night, the world felt a little less chaotic. Moze, the enigmatic Shadow Guard, had pulled you from the edge of fear, reminding you that sometimes, the shadows held more than just danger; they held unexpected allies.

Just then, a distant siren blared, cutting through the stillness of the night. Moze’s expression hardened, the vulnerability replaced by a shadow of tension.

“We need to move.” he said, suddenly alert.

“Where?” you asked, glancing around nervously.

He hesitated for a fraction of a second, his eyes scanning the dark alley as if he could sense something looming just beyond the edge of the shadows. “Anywhere but here.” he replied, a cryptic urgency lacing his tone.

Before you could question him further, he reached for your hand, pulling you toward the darkest recess of the alley. The grip was firm, yet the moment felt surreal, as if the very air around you was thickening with unspoken truths.

As you ran, the weight of uncertainty hung heavily in the air. Just ahead, you spotted a narrow doorway that led to the unknown. With a fleeting glance over your shoulder, you caught a glimpse of movement—a flicker of shadows beyond the light.

“What’s back there?” you asked, your heart racing.“I don’t know,” Moze replied, glancing back at you, a shadow of doubt crossing his face. “But we don’t have time to find out.”

Just as you reached the door, the echo of hurried footsteps filled the alley behind you—voices, angry and demanding. Moze’s grip tightened, and in one swift motion, he yanked open the door, revealing an inky darkness that swallowed you whole.

You hesitated at the threshold, the fear of the unknown clashing with the urgency of the moment. “Moze, wait—”

He turned, his violet-blue eyes piercing through the dark. “Trust me,” he urged, an intensity in his voice that sent a shiver down your spine. “We can’t let them catch us.”

And in that moment, as the door creaked open wider, you were faced with a choice. You could step into the darkness with him, leaving everything behind, or retreat to the light where you might be safe but alone.

As you weighed your options, the footsteps grew louder, and the shadows began to close in around you. The last thing you heard before the door swung shut was Moze’s voice, a whisper that echoed in your mind: “Sometimes, the darkest paths lead to the brightest futures…”

The door slammed shut, and the world around you faded to black, leaving you to wonder what awaited in the unknown and whether you would ever find your way back.

[epnusika]

ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- [ Author's Note ]

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Okay, while I'm writing and suffering in school activities... Do you guys think GR13FER'S wearing a hat because he's like, hiding what people call a streamer headphone dent?

[lastofthe20thcenturygirls]

no one:

maomao:

[pepeshiagent]

Lucian thinks he's Picasso.

Thank you all CC creators. 🕸

[ecruteak-tears]

i love how you draw alex like link (legend of zelda)

I forgot about this ask until I looked through my camera roll and found this,, Anyways haha, you'll never guess who I main in Smash....

[scamperin-shroom]

He won the stick game

New headcanon that Lucas would absolutely look for the coolest sticks to fight with

[rukia-writes]

The greatest mangaka honestly. Watch Vinland Saga tomorrow!

[reapers-archive]

Dinner ended and Zat came in to clean up the dishes. While Naomi went into her room to grab the lamp, leaving Cato alone with her parents for the first time since they arrived.

They stared at him, and he looked anywhere but them. Part of him wanted to snap at them, ask them why they were staring, but he didn't want to make a bad impression

Thankfully Naomi came back a few moments later, lamp in hand and set it on the table.

"There." Naomi said 'There's his lamp."

They watched as Autumn's eyes widened, then she looked at Trysten, then back at the lamp.

"What?" Naomi asked, she was getting exasperated by now.

"Where did you get this?" Autumn asked finally looking at her daughter.

"Cato told you, I tripped over it in an alley way." Naomi said. Usually her mom and dad weren't this dodgy about stuff.

"I'll be right back." Trysten said, standing and Naomi was about ready to throw up her hands in frustration.

"Mom could you tell me what's going on. You guys are confusing me and scaring me." Naomi asked

"Seth and Eden brought me to Egypt when I was young, They brought me through one of the great pyramids. Told me not to touch anything. I listened to them except for one thing."

She seemed to be done with her story, and Cato felt his eye twitching in response. But he bit his tongue as to not swear at Autumn.

"Autumn, it does appear to be gone. Or at least not in the same place." Trysten said coming back from wherever he had gone.

"What's gone!?" Naomi said, interrupting whatever it was Autumn was about to say. Both Autumn and Trysten looked at her.

"The thing I found was a lamp that looked exactly like that. I brought it home, but it appears to have followed you."

"Can lamps do that? Do they have a mind of their own?" Naomi asked looking at Cato, she wasn't the only one looking at him either. Trysten and Autumn were watching him so closely that he almost felt retreating back into it just to escape their staring eyes.

"Uh no, that's stupid. It's an inanimate object." Cato responded

"Well some sort of magic happened, because I'm pretty positive that this is the exact lamp I found in Egypt." Autumn said nodding to Cato's lamp. "Unless they all look the same."

"No, we all have our own unique lamps." Cato said

A silence settled over the group, before Trysten spoke up.

"Desert anyone?"

[megullumverrr]

[2offayyo-kzt]

honestly my theory is that Sean suffers from chronic depression and that over hypnosis makes him dumber and therefore happier so that's why he doesn't mind becoming a vegetable

[skelpiescool]

my dad made a joke about we/us pronouns when i was explaing neos to him and said "we/wem" but that lowkey goes hard like how "nor/mal" also goes hard.

anyway those are in the pronoun list now (i know nor/mal is tupically used in a homophobic way BUT IT GOES HARD TRUST)

[epnusika]

ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- [ Author's Note ]

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I don't wanna attend four hours of Biology :( I wanna work on Cruel King's angst.

[lovelygirlinbleu]

This episode was actually  so good for SidSophie because I finally understood that Sid likes Sophie for Sophie. He pays attention to details, on who she is and how she became who she is. Meanwhile Jesse likes Sophie for how she makes him feel and how she lights up his world. None of these points are necessarily bad, because in the end both lines somehow cross each other. This episodes crumbs made that very clear. But I feel like for things to be authentic on the part of Jesse and Sophie, they have to work a lot on Jesse's character because I think he tends to be a very unstable character. 

Sid and Sophie already have the authencity even with little to no scenes for weeks. I always felt that their crumbs are a lot more significant than you might think at first. And that’s also what I meant with both of them having a kind of “key relationship” since the pilot whether platonic or romantic. Maybe that’s one of the reasons why Sid’s presence and plot are so heavy in this story even when he’s not interacting with Sophie. I really hope he’s the father because that would be well done. 

The only way I’d accept him not being the father is if he is either the endgame or gets his big indian wedding with Hannah or whomever in the end. 

(I just made that key relationship stuff up lmao I mean something like key figure but as in relationship/connection)

[homodachistuck]

june is the first human to take interest in the trolls

what do i think? uhh

ermmm

[lxndonorris]

I hope martin is maxs good luck charm today🥰

[a-rand0m-bl0g]

Me resisting the urge to go in my mutuals inboxes to ask if they hate me (they don't)