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Numbered my muses and used a number generator for a short fic. this is the result

“Darling, don’t say that-“ 

 “But I’ve hurt people! How could you still love me after knowing what I’ve done?” The words broke Arminius’ heart. He could feel Omega’s pain and sadness. His anger towards himself. 

 “Dearest, I have too-“ Armi puts his hands on Omega’s shoulders, leaning down a bit to look him in the eyes. 

 “To protect people!” Omega blows up. Armi reels back, shocked from the outburst. “You’re a knight! That’s what you do! Me? I am the villain!” 

 “No, you’re not!” For once, it was Armi’s turn to be mad. But then it was gone again, and he felt sadness. Pity and sympathy. “I am so sorry you see yourself that way.” Armi hesitantly cups Omega’s cheeks. He sighs and wipes away the tears. Omega didn’t look at him. He couldn’t. 

 “I love you. You are not the same man as before. Plus, from what I’ve heard, you only put someone life in danger once and never intentionally hurt anyone other than Carbide.” It was true, so Omega couldn’t argue. “I’m in love with the Omega I met, not who you used to be, but who you are now.” 

 Armi moved his hands to Omega’s intertwining their fingers. He loved how small Omega’s hands were compared to his.  “Are you okay with us?” Omega finally looked up. He was nervous, almost shaking. He’s never felt reciprocated love, it was hard to believe he was even capable of love. 

 “I.. Yeah, I am.” His lips twitch, like he needs to say something, so Armi gives him time. Armi smiles softly. 

 “Oh, love.” He stands up straight and hugs Omega, placing his chin on top of Omega’s hair. He kisses the shaved side and rubs Omega’s back. 

 It hurts Arminius knowing Omega still hates himself so much. But he knows Omega has much more potential than he thinks. He can be good again, he just needs a bit of help along the way.Message #writing

[never-close-our-eyes]

Person A: Love is dead. It never existed. Anyone that thinks otherwise is a fool.

Person B: *smiles*

Person A: Hold up a second-

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Ya you gotta squint for this one

Hush is the employee who doesn’t care anymore

[djghostpop]

EPIC DO HE LIVE OR NOT?!?!

Cryptic assholes

[percydedragon]

and one funny screenshot for end-

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Skye grinds her palms into her temples, growling out in frustration. "Why don't you give him a chance? He's alone, sad and wants his family back! We were supposed to be his family! After all he's done for us, how can you shut him out like that!" 

 Tina sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose. "He's fine alone, Skye." 

"No, he isn't!" But Skye was just ignored. Not anymore. He stomps her foot and watches as Tina leaves the room. She growls again, making up her mind in a split second. Skye rushes and grabs a bag out of her closet. It has essentials; she's been planning this for a while now. 

She takes a breath before rushing out of her room, leaving through the glass door that led to the balcony. She hops off, ignoring Tina's confused sputtering. Skye ignores the sting in her ankles and goes to run before Tina can jump down to grab her.

Skye runs across the lawns, making her way to the small lake. There was a boat. The keys were left in, she can make a quick getaway. Skye doesn't look back, she just rushes forward, in a few seconds she'll be gone. There's no other boat to take. 

"Skye, stop it!" Skye only hurries more when she hears Tina. Pushing the boat into the water as she's trying to turn the key. It's a good thing she caught Tina off guard. There wasn't much ground to cover Tina would've caught her.

The boat turns on and Skye jumps into the seat, pressing on the gas. She speeds out of there, ignoring Tina's yelling. She was free from here. It wouldn't be a quick drive, but she could make it there before the sun comes up. 

She speeds past the Authority, the guards won't mess with her as long as she just drives by. The water had lowered, so she needs to squeeze in through more places. That's fine, she's gotten plenty of practice.

It's a bit of a bumpy drive, but she makes it to her destination in good time. Letting the boat wash up on shore, she hops out. "Midas!" She yells his name, running up to the white house with shaky legs. 

Inside the house, Midas quirks an eyebrow up. "Skye?" He yells, sure he's heard her. Putting his book down on the dusty couch, the girl bursts through the door. Her worried face turns to a wide smile, running to him and crashing into his chest for a hug. He stumbles back, still a bit disoriented. He blinks a couple times before laughing. 

"What are you doing here? It's late!" They share a tight hug, so happy to see in each other in person for the first time in weeks; phone calls just don't do it. She pulls away enough to see his face. 

"I got into an argument with Tina over you. It's been too long, she doesn't know what to do and what to trust, and I cannot stand seeing you live.. here!" She giggles a bit. He offers a soft smile. 

"Well, the neighbors aren't too bad." She shakes her head, giggling, and hugs him again. It's comforting for the both of them. Finding relief in each other was always easy. He sighs, eyes closing before remembering what she said. "So, you got into an argument?" Skye sighs, annoyed compared to Midas' previous content one.

"Yeah.. I've been ignored so often since you left, my temper has grown a bit." They pull away. "I hope it's okay for me to stay here for a night or two?" He scoffs. 

"That shouldn't even be a question."

The two talked, mostly about what to do in the future. About shadow, ghost, the agency. Tina taking over The Agency since Midas has been gone. So much has happened so fast, it's hard to comprehend.

Skye looks up at the roof, snug in her sleeping bag. Ollie was at the foot of the bed, fluffed up and ready to sleep. "I know Tina wants you back. She's just scared of being wrong, of thinking about the bad things. But we're gonna be fine." She sits up and looks at Midas. He's on his side, facing her. She smiles. "We've got more friends on our side than before. We're going to be alright." 

It was so sincere and sweet, Midas could only smile. She knows he needed to hear that. "Thanks, Skye. Now let's get some sleep." Skye agrees and lays down.

"Goodnight!" She hugs her plushie and closes her eyes. 

"Goodnight, Skye.." He finally relaxes and falls asleep

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A Month or So Later

Midas holds the neck of the bottle, keeping it held between his thighs. He holds the phone up to his ear, glancing out the window. The moonlight brightly shone through the window. It rang a long time. He almost hangs up, but then there was a pick up. Silence. And then a familiar small voice.

"Hey." Midas sighs heavily, feeling a weight being lifted from his chest. It was almost enough to make him cry again. 

"Hi," he responded. It was quiet. He feels a breeze rush through the open walls. He shivers a bit, places the bottle on the ground and curls up under the blanket. 

"I'm not supposed to be talking to you yet." 

"Then when? When would it be okay again?" He hears a sigh on the other line. 

"I'm not sure. I don't want to bring you up, the topic makes us all upset, but.. I miss you." He swallows and nods. 

"I miss you too.." There's a somber silence. Midas forces a smile to his face, trying to lighten the mood. "So, Kit, huh?" Skye scoffs. 

"Yeah." There's a small giggle after.

"How'd that happen?" A louder laugh comes from her. 

"I'm not sure, and he gets too embarrassed to speak about it, but.. Meowscles really loves his son. They have a good relationship." A real smile appears on Midas's face this style, but it doesn't last long. 

"Do you think I'll ever be able meet the little rascal?" There's a pause, and with each passing second Midas feels more dread creeping on his shoulders. Skye takes the time to think fast. It's been long, maybe too long for things to go back to the way they were. But she doesn't want to hurt him. 

"Yeah," she puts a light tone in her voice, hopefully convincing, "Someday, I'm sure." Midas nods. He's not sure if he believes her, but he needs to have hope. Without it, what does he have to live for?

"Shoot, Tina is back. I need to go, but.. I love you." The words reach him to his core. It makes him smile a bit. 

"I love you too, Skye. Goodnight." She hangs up. He sits there and finally lets his hand down. Looking up at the moon, he smiles, because she's staring at the same one. 

Maybe he has more to live for than hope.

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Ice King

Name: Aquilo

Age: 5,000+

Height: 7′1

Build: Absolutely muscular - doesn’t even need to workout he’s just like that

Occuptation: King? - Also a mechanic business manager

Shares manager and ownership  of a mechanic shop with Sargent Winter

They mostly work on planes but have wide enough knowledge to help on cars and others

Pansexual - Polyamorous

Is dating Ultima Knight and Black Knight

Generally just a nice dude

Has a horrible relationship with his sister (the Ice Queen)

Loves his boyfriends with all his heart - highkey a sweet heart

Loves cats, really wants a turkish angora cat

Has long hair - reaches mid-back

Literally can’t take the heat - when it gets too hot his power are low and steam rises from his body

A real romantic and doesn’t mind light PDA ( kisses, hugs and holding hands)

Likes kids but wouldn’t want any - would gladly babysit

LOVES wearing casual clothing - likes to lounge around in joggers and hoodies

Usually has to get his clothes custom made because of his size though

Has tried to get Ultima into casual clothing - he refuses saying “A Knight must always be prepared for an attack”

One day Ultima will wear his pullover..

Understands modern slang - doesn’t use it

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Plague Doctor

Name: Alistair Morana - But please just call him ‘Doctor’ 

Age: Unknown 

Height: 5’9 

Build: As seen in game 

 Homo-demiromantic // Asexual 

Don’t go to him if you need help 

 Most of his patients have died - who knows if he even cares about the patients health

Would be better as a medieval torturer than a doctor

More concerned with medical experimentation - but due to the laws of this land he cannot perform them (something about human rights :/ )

Has average modern medical knowledge

Is better at chemistry

Voice claim is Plague Doctor Igor from Save the World

Will only listen to classical music

Scorge is his apprentice - she’s lowkey obsessed over him 

He finds her a bit annoying, but she’s enthusiastic about their work, so he keeps her around

Is hoping for a day he comes across an injured raven or crow to nurse back to health, so it will grow attached to him and he can keep it as a pet

Has little knowledge on romance in general - doesn’t know what flirting is

A funky man tbh

Has a black, small dragon named Cheesestick - Cheesetick collects rocks for Alistair

Alistair collects crytals and rocks he thinks are cool

[soapallo]

When I met you in the summer 🎆

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Midas could feel his skin turning. The emotional distress - losing his family - he couldn’t handle it. He was already crying. Meowscles stood in front of Skye. Fists clenched, fingernails digging into his palms. He was basically screaming at them, begging and crying. 

“You know me! Why would I do that!” He was a mess, not a leader anymore. Perhaps not even their family. Skye was hugging herself tightly. To think the person she trusted with her life most flooded their home. The woods, factory, so many homes..Tina takes a steps forward, in front of Skye, protective.

“Midas.. You showed me the blue prints, the plan.. They were in your room and you used them. It’s just that simple.” He was too choked up to even speak. The gold crawled up it arms at an alarmingly fast pace. 

“No! They took my plans, they took me!” Skye watches her brother Midas fall apart between Meowscles and Tina’s arms. She pushes her head in between them.

“Shadow?” Midas looks up and smiles. 

“Yes! Exactly! Bedlam can shapeshift!” Tina groans. 

“Oh, come on!” Meowscles agrees with an annoyed meow. “Shapeshifting can’t be possible!”

“Well, Bedlam is, like, not human-” Tina turns back at the little girl speaking up.

“Skye!” Skye opens her mouth to speak up, but Tina interrupts and turns back to Midas. “Okay, my only priority is making sure Skye is safe. This is something we need to talk about without you.” Tina  grabs Skye’s arm, Meowscles turning around with her, walking away.

Midas panics. He mind screams, trying to find something to make them believe him, trust him. He doesn’t think and just yells out. 

“Skye, your favorite color is green!” The girl twists her head to look back, the two holding her didn’t budge. “Meowscles has a secret yarn ball he tries to hide under his pillow, but everyone knows about it!” Midas trips, trying to follow after them. Saying anything to get them to stop, to listen.

“Skye, don’t listen to him.” Skye looks up at Tina. She’s not happy about the decision either, it hurts her and Meowscles as well. But they all need time to think. So, she gives up and walks with them.

It hurt all parties, but Midas the most. His family walking away. Nowhere to turn, to live. No family, friends, job, home. He’s left with nothing. He stops and just watches them walk away.

Skye’s head is hung, Meowscles’ tail is clinging to his legs and butt. Midas feels sick. He hates himself. He should’ve been more careful, should’ve destroyed the instructions and blueprints.

He’s alone. He’s empty. He doesn’t know what to do.

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Survival

“Sometimes, I have dreams of you. And I wake up sad. You make me so sad, and I don’t know how to feel better. I still expect you to call me on weekends to hang out and play. But.. I don’t know if I still want that..” 

There’s a silence for a few seconds. A few long seconds. Carbide speaks up, “I’m.. You know I’m sorry.” Omega nods. More silence.

“Why did you leave me?” Carbide sighs.

“Because I was stupid! I was young, stupid and I just wanted to survive high school-”

“You wanted to survive? So, you didn’t care if I got eaten by a lion? You didn’t care if I get swallowed by a crocodile? How could you just stop caring about me!” For once, the first time ever, Carbide was finally angry at Omega. Hands turning to fists.

“I’ve said I was sorry, what more do you want from me!” HE stomps a foot towards Omega, Omega squinted at him. “I’ve said I was sorry a million fucking times! I’ve never seriously injured you, arrested you. I kicked Valor off the team when she fucking burned you!” 

“Everything I do now is for you, Omega. I care about you more than you can even fucking fathom! So, I’ll ask again. What else do you want from me?”

The two stared the other down. Omega didn’t have anything. He knew this was all true. Carbide has been so sweet to him, caring towards him. Why was he still so mad at him? Omega finally got what he wanted: Carbide. But he’s unhappy with it. 

“I.. I just,” he sighs. “ I didn’t want it like this. I wanted you to love me. I wanted you so bad in high school, I want those years back.” Omega watches his hands. The scars. He grips and ungrips them, not sure what to do with himself now. Carbide sighs. 

“You know we can’t do that,” Carbide puts a hand out in front of Omega’s He looks up. “What we can do is change the future though. I’m here now, and I will never leave you again.. So, please. I was shitty in high school, so let me love you now.”

Omega, very hesitantly, pulls up a hand. He glances up at Carbide’s blue eyes. So oceanic, he remembers the middle school days he’d get lost in them. Looking back down at Carbide’s hand, Omega sighs and finally places his own in it. There’s a sense of relief when Carbide closes his fingers around Omega’s. Carbide pulls on Omega and hugs him around the shoulders And Omega lets him.

“I’m sorry..” Carbide whispers for the one millionth and one time. Omega sighs into the crook of Carbide’s neck.

“It’s okay.

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midas: damn the storm kinda sucks

the storm, turning into a fucking tsunami: what the fuck did you just say about me you little shit?

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Carbide kneels between Omega’s knees, wiping at the tears. They fell silently, a small hiccup here and there. 

 “Was I not good enough?” The words punched Carbide in the gut. Immediately, he shakes his head. 

 “No. No, no, that wasn’t it at all. I was the problem, it was never you. I was stupid, I was so stupid. I will do anything for you to get better, I won’t stop until the world comes to an end for you.” He grabs Omega’s hand and pressed it to his own cheek. “You were always enough; never the problem. I love you.”

A breath hitched in Omega’s throat, his pupils subside. He breathed out a small, “What?” Carbide‘s stomach sank. He didn't mean to say that. Did he? He always had wanted to say it, but this certainly wasn't the right time.

"No, I-" He pulls both his hands to his chest. He stutters on that same pronoun. He couldn't say that he doesn't. Carbide does love Omega, but he knows that Omega will never feel the same. Not after what Carbide did to him.

Carbide waits. Waits for anything really. He already left Omega once and promised he would never do it again. Carbide waits for Omega to yell, tell him to get out, rant about how awful Carbide treated him. To tell him he feels the same, but it was just shock.

Mouth hung open slightly, ready to breathe in and speak. But nothing ever came out. Carbide takes the next move. "Should I leave?" Omega looks up into Carbide's eyes, eyebrows furrowed. He doesn't look mad, but nods anyways. He probably just needs to process this on his own. Understandable.

Carbide nods and stands up. He walks out, taking a second to look back at Omega before closing the door. He stands outside the cabin for a few seconds, trying not to yell at himself. He can do that on the way home, bot where Omega can hear.

Now comes to worst of it. The fear of rejection, more hatred, anything.

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Omegas legs shook. His vision blurred, almost doubling by now. He’s taken so many hits to his head and arms and body. He’s worn out to the bone.

Carbides hands were still up, ready to block and retaliate. But Omega’s hands weren’t up. He was barely standing up, mostly trying to just balance himself before throwing himself at the enemy again.  

Carbide breaths out, dropping his fists. He slowly walks towards Omega. “Hey.” Omega looks up. He looks so defeated. Despite his muscles screaming to stop, Omega stands straight and holds up his fists.  “Can you keep going?” Carbide asks. Omega sucks in a breath, his whole body trembling, and nods. 

Carbide doesn’t move to a fighting position. He just moved to towards him. A foot apart. 

“Hey,” Carbide just barely whispered. He was so gentle with Omega. Omega didn’t swing. He just stared up at Carbide. A puppy look in his eyes that pleaded for help, to be soft with him. Carbide sighs. 

“Okay. It’s okay.” Carbide moves to Omega’s side. He moved an arm under Omega’s knees, the other around his waist, and picks him up. Omega just lets him.

He hates feeling weak, so pathetic. But he rests his head against Carbides chest plate anyway.  Carbide takes Omega home. The cave in the side of the mountain.

It’s old worn down. Spider webs everywhere, cracked walls and roofing. It made carbide sad to see his Omega living in a place like this. But there at least was a bed.

He places Omega on the bed and removed his armor, letting it hit the ground without much care. Omega’s eyes were closed and his breathing was soft. Carbide watched him for a few minutes seconds. He touched his hand to Omega’s scarred cheek. Warm and wrinkled.

Carbide leans down and kisses Omega’s forehead. He never gets to be like this with him. Omega doesn’t let him. So full of anger and confusion.

Carbide lets his lips stay touching Omega’s forehead. He whispers. “I’m here whenever you need me.” 

“I love you.”

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Hazard sunk to her knees, hands traveling down Scratches sides. Her forehead rests against his abdomen. She cries. 

 “Please. I don’t want to leave without you. You’d be happier. You could be yourself finally.” She grabs his hands and kisses his knuckles. “You have such a wonderful personality..” 

 He doesn’t look at her, doesn’t fall into temptation. He cries as well. And shakes his head. 

 “I can’t just leave and you know it. I am a prize to them, you know they’d go mad without me.” He looks down at her and cups her cheek. Scratch kneels down to her level. 

 “You can go. I’ll cover for you as much as you need. But this is where I belong.” She sobs and shakes her head. Struggling and hiccuping as she tries to say no. 

Scratch sighs and pulls her into a hug.  He gently scratches the back of her head and kisses her temple. Once she calms down enough he doesn’t let her speak. He pulls away from her, wiping away tears. They look into each other’s eyes, and then he leans in and kisses her. It’s gentle and chaste as ever. Always gentle with her. Pulling away just barely, lips still brushing against each other. 

 “I love you. I’ll be okay.” She takes his word for it. She trusts him. She has to.

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“You want to know why Toxin never complains about me? Because I take my job seriously!” Scratch grabs the front of her jacket, pulling her close.

He doesn’t yell this time. He talks to her, quiet. “If you want to leave, it’s your choice. I don’t care, I’ll actually even cover for you maybe once or twice. But when Bedlam is asking for your head on a spike, I’m not going to defy them.”  

He lets go of her roughly, shoving her away a bit in the process. He returns to his room without another word. Hazard stands and watches him walk. The word is spreading faster than she thought. If she wants to survive any longer, she has to put in more work for Shadow. 

 It hurts and she hates it. But survival is her main priority.