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The Boy in the Forest | TWST x Male Reader

Whoo! Chapter 1! This took forever to decide to post! Hope you enjoy! This is also posted on my Wattpad and Quotev! Enjoy!

Description: The Second Star is Born

Chapter 1: The Boy in the Forest {You are here}

Chapter 2: Flowers bloom beautifully in blood

Chapter 3: Magic can't be dangerous..Can it? | TBR

Chapter 4: With you, I'll Never Fail to Smile| TBR

Chapter 5: Acceptance in this World can't be Found | TBR

Chapter 6: My Love for You will Never Falter | TBR

Chapter 7: Here I am Once More| TBR

OC FACE CLAIMS (The following pictures aren't mine):

Mors Sunnin

Anala Sunnin

When most here about the second star to the right, they always think of a magical land full of wonder and mystery. Of fairies, and joyous feelings. This star wasn’t only in the sky, it was also a boy. 

A boy created by the gods of old and new. Gods of earth, sea and sky. He was an immortal being of many forms, as well as great power to move mountains and seas. The main purpose for his creation, however, to guide those to their endings, no matter the cost. This boy’s name was Y/n. 

His creation was one of bright, warm light and love. However, that love would only be given to those he would grow close too and not himself. It would be a future struggle later in his life. Once the world was ready for his birth, Zeus cleared the clouds as Artemis and Hera gently brought the child into a woodland clearing. 

Y/n had no parents, well, none that were present that is. The gods and goddesses in the sky never made themselves present to the boy, as they thought it would be too much for him. Only when Y/n had encountered the first person that needed to be guided would he know of his roots to godhood. 

Y/n was created to look like a 5-year-old, and he stayed in that clearing for a hundred years. Surrounded by wildlife, Y/n made friends with the birds and the deer. He found companions in even the tiniest of creatures. The deer would bring him food, and the bears would fish with him. He only ever wore a white tunic with a similar fabric pants. 

They were often covered in grass stains and mud, since the boy was very playful in an environment full of nature. He was considered the king of the forest, though that title was only known amongst the critters.

 He was even looked after by the strong dragons from afar. Most were curious why this boy was here, and what his purpose was. 

Many a mythical creature took interest in the child, from dragons to the first of the fairy generations. They would trade for the curious boy’s attention and spend any and all time with him. 

Y/n soon had dragon and fae parents looking after him for those hundred years before he was discovered by humanity. 

Y/n never felt a need to eat, but the ones he called parents fed him fruits the most. Meat was a rare cuisine Y/n would consume due to his critter friends, but he would later learn otherwise. The boy often found himself eating flowers, like roses. Just picked roses, and even if they didn't taste like anything, it was something he loved. He was recommended the roses by the small bunnies. 

As the time went on, Y/n saw the world around him change. He saw the seasons fade, bloom and fade once more. He saw the creatures he loved grow old, have their family, and watch that family grow old. 

This cycle was something he became familiar with. It was a cycle Y/n grew to hate, but appreciated the brining of new life and new friends that came along. Y/n had asked the dragons and fae folk that he had loved why this happened. 

Many knew the answer quite well, and it was those who had brought the seasons along for generations. One of the fae spoke.

“Y/n, sweetie, this cycle happens to bring new changes to the world.”

Y/n stared back at the fairy dressed in petals. 

“I don’t want things to change! I want them the way they are!”

The fairy understood Y/n’s upset feelings. She had guided the small boy to a bed of baby flowers. Y/n was in shock at how pretty it was in this secluded area. Y/n knelt down as the small fairy fluttered to show him the little buds. 

“You see Y/n, if change didn’t happen then these beautiful roses would be stuck in these rosebuds. Cursed to never bloom and share their beauty with the world. It’s the very same with all the creatures that surround you. Change doesn’t stop there, for there is change in you too It is not something that can be stopped, but something to embrace.”

Y/n nodded, sort of understanding what his fairy friend meant. However, he still didn’t quite like change and leaving things behind, only with his memory to keep everything alive. Even though his physic didn't change, his mind did. 

The 100th year of being in that forest had dawned and ended, and Y/n was left in the snow all on his own. No one to go too other than the trees that were bare. Winter was a very lonely, since all creatures alike hibernated. Y/n tried it himself, but it was a lifestyle he could not sustain. 

Y/n laid in the cold snow under a tree where he met all the friends of his past, the snow molding his body shape. He dozed off watching the clear blue sky. A few short minutes after, the h/c boy woke up to the soft shaking of his arm.

Y/n jumped up in panic and started quickly shifting into different fighting poses. His e/c eyes landed on a boy who was as tall as Y/n. This boy was seemingly the same age as Y/n, well physically looking they looked the same age. The boy giggled, seeing Y/n’s confused face. The boy spoke up. 

“Why are you sitting out in the snow? You’ll get sick!”

Y/n looked very confused. He didn’t understand what this creature meant.  Y/n looked at the boy. 

“No I won’t. And who are you to say? You’re out here too, so you’ll get sick.”

The boy giggled softly. This confused Y/n. He didn’t understand anything from this creature that stood in front of him. Y/n looked down to see this creature walking on two legs; it made him quite curious. None of the animals or creatures he was around ever walked on two legs; none of them looked like Y/n did. 

“What are you?”

The boy looked confused. What did this h/c boy mean? 

“Don’t you mean ‘Who are you’?”

Y/n shook his head, confusing the creature in front of him.

“No, I mean what are you.”

“I’m a person!”

Y/n seemed confused. He heard of creatures that looked like him, but it was mostly the fairies the looked like him. They were just smaller than he was. The dragons had spoke of things called humans, and only ever described them to look like Y/n. That was only once or twice, and one of those times was when Y/n got confused for one. 

“What is a person?”

The boy giggled again, finding this behavior cute and quite funny. How could this boy in front of him not know what a person was?

“It’s what I am, and you’re one too.”

Y/n was left confused again. He was unsure of what to say, but he didn’t need to say anything. The boy with black hair did all the talking. 

“My name is Mors! Mors Sunnin! What's yours?”

“Y/n.”

Mors looked confused again. However, a gust of wind interrupted the two with a bitter cold following it. Mors grabbed Y/n with his gloved one, and led him to a wooden house near the forest they exited from. Inside was a seating area with a few books scattered around, a fireplace with a bright blazing fire radiating its heat through the halls, and a small kitchen where a woman with fire red hair stood. 

“Are you back so soon, Mors? I surely thought you would have spent more time outside.”

The woman turned around with bright emerald eyes staring into e/c ones. The woman’s face softened into a smile as she looked at her son. 

“Oh Mors, who is this cutie?”

The woman knelt down to the level of the two boys. Mors beamed with happiness as he still held Y/n’s s/c hand. 

“This is my new friend! His name is Y/n! Y/n, this is my mom!”

Y/n was confused again, and it visibly showed. Mors mom brought her hand to gently ruffled his h/c hair. 

“My name is Anala. It's wonderful to meet you, sweetie.”

Y/n nodded as if sharing the same feelings. All his thoughts were a flurry of confusion and curiosity. Mors dragged Y/n all around the small cottage, showing all of his favorite things and the hiding places that Mors found. 

Mors usually used these hiding places as a safe place whenever he was home alone or when something scary happened. Mors also taught so many things to Y/n that he didn't understand. Mors explained what he could about civilization and what humans were. 

However, since this information was coming from a child, it was hard to tell what was truth and what was just made up nonsense. About a week later, Y/n had met Mors father. It was an odd meeting to say the least.

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Ideas

So once the draft I'm working on is finished, I'm going to be working on a master list and formatting my welcome page! This has been something I need to do, so I might be changing the aesthetic of my blog. It'll still be mermaid fanfic library, but I might be heading more toward an ocean aesthetic. I might go back to old head cannons as well and fixing the theme and format for it as well.

Hi :) since you said requests might take longer feel free to take your time with this!!

Can you write something with Childe with a teen!brother!reader (obviously platonic) who’s more on the ‘rebel’ side? ‘Rebel’ as in he always tries to pull dangerous stuff and never really seem to care about the scars or how much trouble he gets in?

I usually see platonic stuff of Childe with a more shy reader, so I think this could be a nice twist :D thank you!!!!

Rowdy and Rebelious | Platonic Childe headcannons x Rebel Teen brother reader

Characters: Childe

Summary: As much as a rebel you are, your brother will forever worry about you

Warnings: Just pure fluff

ʚ⁺˖↪ You were the more of the rebelious child in your family, and your mother would constantly worry about you. Your older siblings would also worry but became easily annoyed with your shenanigans. Your younger siblings thought of you sort of like a superhero!

ʚ⁺˖↪ The one you would mess with the most though is your older brother Tartaglia, or better known as Childe. The time you went with Teucer to find him was surely something to say the least. He was glad that Teucer came with someone sort of capable of protecting him, but also worried about your safety.

ʚ⁺˖↪ You sometimes visit him on his travels on your own, and you always greet him with a bruise or some sort of injury. It scares him so much, and looks like he's about to murder someone.

ʚ⁺˖↪ Scolds you so much when he is bandaging you up or putting ice on a bruise. If it's a more serious injury, then he will make you stay in one place, so you can heal.

ʚ⁺˖↪ When exploring with you, he literally has to hold you back. Like, he has to hold you down with a hug, so you don't fight some random people. You're just flailing in his arms. He uses this as an excuse to say you're not ready for exploring.

"If you manage to get out, then I'll let you explore with me."

ʚ⁺˖↪ This is now a challenge to you and you try so many times. You fail though, and it leaves Childe smugly laughing while saying 'I told you so' or something along those lines.

ʚ⁺˖↪ Tries to set rules with you, like don't get into a serious battle without him there, don't steal his weapon, and don't pick fights with the fatui. But you, being rebellious, you do not listen. In fact, you do all three at the same time… On multiple occasions.

ʚ⁺˖↪ He had to bail you out of almost dying a few times during those times. He just picks you up, sets you off to the side and finishes your fight.

ʚ⁺˖↪ When he does catch you being a chaotic little gremlin, Childe will just watch until he knows you can't handle it. Once he sees you either losing or getting really fucked up, he steps in and gets you out in a second.

ʚ⁺˖↪ It's another competition you two have. It's to see how fast Childe needs to get involved and how long you last before he needs to get involved.

ʚ⁺˖↪ It's a tie right now, with 77 on both sides. It's kind of astonishing to be honest. And you both make sure to keep track of the score, with slight alterations to the score.

"Last time I checked, little bro, I had 78."

"No, you dumbass, I had 78!"

ʚ⁺˖↪ You both insult each other so much, it's kind of funny. The insults get worse and make less sense as time goes on.

ʚ⁺˖↪ Childe also likes to fake being hurt by your insults. You call him out on his bullshit, though, especially when he does it in front of people that he knows.

ʚ⁺˖↪ Does a full dramatic pose and pretends to faint. You just catch him and roll your eyes as you just throw insult after insult at him.

"Oh, you wound me, my dearest brother!"

"Oh come on, I know you're just being stupid"

ʚ⁺˖↪ You do care about Childe though, like immensely. That's sort of why you're so rebellious. You're trying to prove to him that he doesn't need to worry about you and that you're capable of being able to care for yourself and him.

ʚ⁺˖↪ If Childe does get wounded in a battle, then you take over until the threat is gone. You rush over to his side and bandage him up. You both sort of tease each other about it, but you do it more so because you're anxious.

ʚ⁺˖↪ Childe does and has learned self-control, just so you can see that you don't have to fight all the time or be intimidating. He genuinely tries to be a good role model to you, and he tries to teach you as best he can.

ʚ⁺˖↪ You just call him stupid, though, but you understand what he's trying to do. You appreciate him for that, and sometimes you get Childe a gift of some sort to show your gratitude.

ʚ⁺˖↪ If you two are playing games, the both of you are cheating. And once one of you realize the other is cheating, it becomes a rough housing play fight.

"You cheated! Now you have to pay!"

"You cheated too! Why do I have to pay if you're not going to, you hypocrite!"

ʚ⁺˖↪ When you leave after traveling to visit him, he gives you an hour-long lecture on what not to do and what to do. He also demands that you write him as soon as you can. Of course, you don't do any of these things, except you do write him a letter.

ʚ⁺˖↪ You're just the rebellious gremlin of the family and occasionally give Childe many near heart attack moments with how often you feel the urge to be violent and take on Celestia

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Yandere Poly Kageyama & Tsukishima x male reader

Where they make fun of him at school. Bullying pretty much, but if someone else tried to do it they wouldn’t be going back to Karasuno again.

They want to see the reader cry, not having people around to lean on because they wouldn’t dare go near him. But what if he comes to school all smiley and cheery? Where he’s now got either an animal at home who’s made him happy or a neighbour to spend time with.

They don’t like it at all. Only they should be the reason him feel any emotions. They want to control everything. They want to be the only reason he is happy or upset.

I wouldn't hurt him if I were you | Yandere Haikyuu x Male Reader

Characters: Tsukishima Kei, Kageyama Tobio

Summary: You just wanted a normal school life, not two boys fighting over you. Reader is male.

Warnings: Yandere themes, harassment, obsession, bullying, death, abuse

A/n: So sorry this took so long!! Sorry if this was rushed!

୨💔୧➤ You were a new transfer student to Karasuno High school. You were reserved and kept to yourself most of the time, not wanting to draw any unwanted attention to yourself. But that wasn't as easy as you thought it would be.

୨💔୧➤ You had caught two of your fellow first years eyes, and hearts. Kei Tsukishima and Tobio Kageyama saw you at the same time as you walked through the hall. You walked past them as they were bickering and Hinata trying to sheepishly break it up.

୨💔୧➤ As soon as you past, though, they both shut up and just watched as you fumbled with your locker. That was the moment where everything changed between the two boys.

୨💔୧➤ That day Tsukishima and Kageyama would corner you and tease you endlessly. They would scare you whenever they could. The two would also hurt you, but that was rare and only if you "misbehaved" in their mind.

୨💔୧➤ That's where the obsession seed bloomed into something more volatile. They would endlessly manipulate you and made you feel guilty about everything. They would say you deserved this or that it was your fault.

୨💔୧➤ Both of them would break you down, and isolate you so that they were the only ones you could lean on. They made everyone afraid of you, because no one wanted to mess with Tsukishima and Kageyama.

୨💔୧➤ If they ever saw someone else picking on you, they would not have it. They would corner that person and, let's just say, they're not in school anymore and no one questions the disappearance.

୨💔୧➤ Same thing when the two see a wound or bruise on you that they didn't inflict. But first they would patch you up, made sure it healed. During that time, they wouldn't hurt you at all.

୨💔୧➤ Once they saw you flinch and break down, they were satisfied with what they had done. They found every opportunity to make you break down and cry in front of them. It was odd when either Kageyama or Tsukishima would hug you or comfort you.

୨💔୧➤ It was mental torture. You had many sleepless nights with the thought of the two boys hurting you and doing whatever the fuck they wanted to you. No matter how hard you tried to escape them, both at school or at home, there were a thousand thoughts that were burned in your mind.

୨💔୧➤ So to escape those thoughts, you would walk outside late at night, with just yourself. It was a nice and refreshing change when you started taking those nightly walks. All your anxiety washed away.

୨💔୧➤ That's how you met your neighbor and new best friend! They made you feel so safe, and you would talk to them whenever something was troubling you. They took so much weight off, and you were finally able to feel happy.

୨💔୧➤ You started smiling and giggling at school to yourself whenever you looked down at your phone and saw their contact. Your neighbor made you so happy. You would skip down the halls! This however caught Tsukishima and Kageyama off guard.

୨💔୧➤ They thought they had broken you down. They worked so hard only to see you smiling at other people that weren't them? No matter how hard they tried to break you down again, you would just come back to school smiling and radiating sunshine.

୨💔୧➤ They were curious as to why you looked so happy when you looked down at your phone. Who was making you giggle like that? It made both of them very angry. They decided together that they would steal your phone and look at whoever was texting you, they also added their own contacts on your phone.

୨💔୧➤ Tsukishima put his contact under My love on your phone, and Kageyama put his contact under My darling. On their phones, your contact name is Our darling. They immediately got a message on your phone from your neighbor. They were enraged

୨💔୧➤ You were trusting other people, you were friends with other people. In their eyes, you were practically cheating on them. So they took your phone to handle your oh so friendly neighbor in person.

୨💔୧➤ You walked out of class and checked your locker for your phone, but you couldn't find it. You were sure you had it with you, but you just assumed you left it at home. You started to walk to your neighborhood.

୨💔୧➤ You felt something was off, so you walked to your neighbor's house first to check on them. It wasn't odd for you to drop by and check in on them. But you were filled with anxiety, you've never felt this anxious before.

୨💔୧➤ Once you opened the door, the place smelt like death. Your heart dropped when you saw the red pooling beneath your feet. You looked up to see the two boys who bullied you endlessly. You fell to the floor sobbing, and they were smiling!?

୨💔୧➤ Maybe you should have just been alone, and not had talked to anyone. That way, everyone would have been safe from them. This was all your fault, at least that's what they told you.

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Update I have 22 drafts... I am atrocious. God someone please help meee

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