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@yunhuntress
“I’ve got a few screws loose but I’m a L’Cie same as you.”
An independent, private and highly selective blog for Oerba Yun Fang from Final Fantasy XIII. Crossover and OC friendly. 18+ only
Now using the Beta Editor for reference
written by Kat || she/her || 30+ || EST
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Yeah 2025 is just rough
I have a solid feeling I may not be returning to tumblr after this year honestly.
I lost my mom four months and a day ago today. On top of this, I lost my uncle who was her brother, today as well. So two family deaths in nearly four months time. I haven't had the time to properly grieve for my mother with all the huge life changes that have been going on for me since February. Now I must handle things for my uncle being his only living immediate family left. I did my proper duty in getting to say my goodbyes as I left work this morning after I got the information. My work is extremely understanding and I am very lucky in that regard.
Now I have to sit with the grief of two beloved family members gone in less than a year. I don't know how much stronger I can get or how much more I can take. This is a very heavy thing to shoulder, yet I must. I'll just remember to breathe and take it one day at a time once again for a while. I got through my mother's passing, and I will get through my Uncle Thomas' passing too.
And like that, it's over
I was truly hoping the outcome would have been different than it has turned out to be tonight. However, it wasn't meant to be. Tonight, I lost my beloved mother to her fight against the flu. She wanted off that ventilator today and we followed through for her. There was a DNR in place and I was with her for six hours before coming home for a bit. My sister called me and I immediately told my dad to get ready to run to the hospital again as it wasn't looking good.
Tonight, I lost a part of my soul. I lost my best friend in the whole world. The woman who raised me to be strong and kind and gentle when I needed to be. I lost my mother but she's no longer in pain. I promised her to not let her suffer alongside my sister and my father. All three of us were there tonight.
I was able to hold her hand until the very end and I am so fucking thankful I was able to do that. Yes it hurt, but she needed me there and I needed to be there for her. She brought me into this world and it was only fair I was with her when she was ready to leave it.
I'm just sorry a miracle wasn't in the cards cause I wasn't ready to lose her.
2025 has not been too kind to me already.
I have not been present on any of blogs because of life and the muse just being so quiet. The will to want to write has kind of faded for now and that is perfectly ok for me. I've been on tumblr a long fucking time at this point and it was bound to happen eventually. I also apologize as this is going to be quite long and I do not have it in me to make this a read more at this point in time. I was going to keep quiet for a bit more but some personal things have shifted that have me working twice as hard to keep my house hold a float. On February 4th, I called for an ambulance after work for my mother. She caught the flu from me when I came down with it on January 30th after working an event for work for two weeks straight. She came down with symptoms on that Saturday and refused to listen to me in getting her to an urgent care to get on top of treatment. My mother became extremely weak to where my dad and I had to move her. It became too much on us both and I was tired of dreading the worst that could happen. So I made the executive decision on the 4th to call for a non emergency ambulance to get my mother to the local hospital that night. I followed in behind the ambulance until their lights went and then I eventually caught up in the hospital and spent five hours that night trying to get to her in the ER and to hear things from doctors and nurses. It was found out she was positive for flu type A which made sense as I had contracted that. She went into the ICU for one night and then was placed in the pulmonary section of the hospital. I visited with my dad as often as we could and made sure she had somethings she wanted with her. Sadly, her condition took a turn to where she had to return to the ICU and in the middle of all of that her cell phone vanished and can not be found. She has been in the ICU for a few days now and today I got a call from my sister while she was visiting mom waiting on the doctor to come in to talk with her. I raced up there to be with her and to make some decisions alongside her. My dad remained at home as he doesn't do well for long periods of time in a hospital setting seeing my mother wired up and what not.
Today, we intubated her with encouragement from the doctor attending to her. It is a way to give her body a break and some rest for a few days. Her lungs have been working five times as hard against the flu type a, pneumonia, and untreated COPD I have come to find out she has present. Because of the COPD, it has caused her lungs to work three times as hard as any lung illness will be felt hard by such conditions.
My sister and I both agreed to no CPR, and no defibrillator to be used while mom is out for these three days should something happen. My mom agreed to a vent short term and I know she would not want a long term thing to come of it. The doctor also recommended these things and my sister and I agreed 100 percent together on going forward on it. While intubated, she will have a chance to get much needed nutrition into her system. There will also be a bronchoscopy procedure to happen to see what is going on deep in her lungs. It will also give time for the medicines to get to work and to let the doctors and nurses do what they need to do. Through all of this, I have been keeping my house afloat with my father, and have been trying to keep him in positive thoughts just as I have been keeping myself positive.
What helped the most was hearing the doctor say he feels she has a good chance to turn around and come back from all of this today. My sister has been preparing me mentally for what could come to pass but I have been fighting that in my head to keep positive. My mother is a helluva fighter, and she comes by it honestly from her mother before her who fought like a wildcat to stick around for 95 years. I told my mom don't you dare give up fighting. You have to pull through to kick my ass for putting you here after all. I also told her I loved her before they put her under to sleep.
So yeah, 2025 has not been a fun year so far. I'm fighting to keep myself strong through this time and to keep myself together. The plus side to this is having the strong connections to friends and coworkers and a partner in my life. My partner has been my rock and my true level of support through all of this going on, and I cannot be more thankful for her if I tried. She has kept me sane, and also has encouraged me to stay positive and I owe her a great deal for that.
Work is also being understanding and I am sure if I needed to leave abruptly, my main warehouse manager would be supportive and would tell me to go. I informed him of what was going on Wednesday morning after getting my mother admitted and he said I didn't have to be at work if I felt I needed to be at the hospital.
So for now, I'm likely to keep radio silent with everything unfolding in my life at such a rapid pace right now. That is perfectly ok as life goes on but I wanted to post somewhat of an update to where has Kat vanished to for so long.
I've been on a bit of a hiatus due to work and focusing more on other hobbies in life a bit more as well. So I have been quiet here and on my other blog. I don't know when I will be back around but I felt it only fair to post up a little something so people don't worry on where I vanished to without a word of some sort.
The tiredness is bone deep. Her muscle ache, her joints make their complaints as she say on the edge of the bed, towel around her body and brush in hand. It is late, too late. By the time Olivia got home from work Fang had already put Noah to bed, and she was sleeping peacefully. The captain took the opportunity to take a long hot shower that by the time she actually came out it was two am.
A deep intake of air is taken, the room smelled of vanilla and something smokey, something very reminiscent of Fang's scent and Olivia instantly felt relaxed. As she ran the brush gently through her dark stresses, Olivia yawned. The heaviness of her body had already made the decision that there was no way she'll have the energy for her to get into her pajamas so she the decision came easy: she'll untangle her hair and the go into her side of the bed close to Fang.
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Fang had become quite the other mother in ways to Noah, and it was a growing bond she appreciated. She had made dinner that night and left some with a note for her beloved when she got home to make sure to eat something. Reading something to Noah, the boy dozed off relatively quickly, and Fang had found herself taking a shower before she had time to rest. Fang often stayed awake longer when Olivia wasn't home, but eventually, her tiredness overruled her want to wait. Sleep took her and with it, she had passed out quite peacefully until her ears picked up on the sound of movement nearby. Opening her green eyes, the woman was slow in sitting up, only to glance to recognize the form beside her.
"Welcome home, love," she uttered in a rather sleepy voice.
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❝ oh, keep growing! one day your head might actually fit your ego. ❞ ❝ running will get you nowhere. ❞ ❝ you don’t have to trust my words, but do you have any better options? ❞ ❝ you shouldn’t be out here. it’s not safe. ❞ ❝ i know you don’t like to talk about it, but can we really just forget everything and pretend it didn’t happen? ❞ ❝ well, what do you think? it’s hopeless, right? ❞ ❝ i wish it could stay like this forever. ❞ ❝ oh, such a disappointment. i thought we could join forces. ❞ ❝ i don’t have time for this bullshit. out of my way. ❞ ❝ i don’t give a damn about your personal issues. ❞ ❝ it’s a pleasure to see you safe. ❞ ❝ just give up. flesh and blood will never win against me. ❞ ❝ quit acting so full of yourself. ❞ ❝ the clock is ticking. playtime’s over! ❞ ❝ ohhh, don’t give up! ❞ ❝ you think you can take me on? ❞ ❝ you should have never refused me. ❞ ❝ these are the fruits of my power. ❞ ❝ leave it alone. you are out of your depth. ❞ ❝ i’ve learned all i can from you. your worth as a lab rat has run out. ❞ ❝ no, no, this can’t be the end for me! ❞ ❝ i can’t escape from here… i can’t do anything! ❞ ❝ what are you talking about? you think this is a game? ❞ ❝ don’t get cocky. i’d kill you if you weren’t the trouble. ❞ ❝ hey, do you know anything about what’s going on around here? ❞ ❝ i’m not used to relying on other people. ❞ ❝ you’re the real deal. well done. ❞ ❝ i gotta…keep going. ❞ ❝ i think it’s time you left things in my hands. ❞ ❝ my power is leaving me! ❞ ❝ do me a favor… try to stay under the radar. ❞ ❝ you don’t get it. you don’t stand a chance by yourself. ❞ ❝ alright, alright. i guess i owe you an explanation. ❞ ❝ you must be pretty tough, huh? ❞ ❝ all your power’s done is drive you nuts. ❞ ❝ i gotta say, i’m surprised you made it this far. it’d be a shame if something happened to you now. ❞ ❝ so you finally came to see me! everyone falls for me in time. ❞ ❝ it’s all i can spare. take it, take it! ❞ ❝ you’ve got fight, i’ll give you that. ❞ ❝ i didn’t want to keep it from you. i didn’t want to lose you again. ❞ ❝ i’d kill you if you weren’t worth the trouble. ❞ ❝ is there something you’re not telling me? come on, talk to me. ❞ ❝ you can hear it, can’t you? someone’s waiting for you. ❞ ❝ oh, careful what you wish for. ❞ ❝ i don’t want to die. oh, it hurts so much. ❞ ❝ don’t look at me that way. ❞ ❝ i told you to sit down. ❞ ❝ you’re the reason ___ doesn’t love me. ❞ ❝ hey, kiss me? ❞ ❝ if it’s for you, i would do anything. ❞ ❝ come on, it’s not that much further! ❞ ❝ you’re the only one to see me in this form. ❞ ❝ ugh, my temper got away from me. ❞ ❝ play with me some more. ❞ ❝ trying to get on my good side? ❞ ❝ i don’t know if it’s the scent of the flowers, but i feel light headed. ❞ ❝ in all my years, i’ve never been this overjoyed. ❞ ❝ look forward to what i have in store for you. ❞ ❝ mmm, that smells good. what’s that? ❞ ❝ you really should have taken my deal. ❞ ❝ truth hurts, don’t it? ❞ ❝ i’ve waited so long. but dreams really can come true. ❞ ❝ you coward! come out and face me. ❞ ❝ quit hiding, asshole. i’m not letting you get out of this. ❞ ❝ i won’t let you have it. even if you beg. ❞ ❝ this is my territory, and i won’t let you leave. ❞ ❝ damn, i’m so cold. my legs won’t work. ❞ ❝ local wine, too. but if you’re going to keep sulking all evening, maybe you shouldn’t have any. ❞ ❝ it’s not paranoia if they’re really out to get you. ❞ ❝ you’re the last asshole in my way, aren’t you? ❞ ❝ well, at least we’re together. ❞ ❝ hey, now. think positively, all right? we talked about this. ❞ ❝ come now, don’t be shy. show me your terror. ❞ ❝ i would’ve sliced you to ribbons if they hadn’t stopped me. ❞ ❝ it’s only a riddle if you don’t know the answer. ❞ ❝ shouldn’t we face what happened there so we can live our lives without it hanging over our heads? ❞ ❝ rest while you can, because i will hunt you, and i will break you. ❞ ❝ this village is full of monsters. we can’t fight them! there’s too many. ❞ ❝ a dead body? wait…there’s more… ❞ ❝ you’re a lot like your father, you know. ❞ ❝ it barely flinched when i shot it. i feel like it’s toying with me. ❞ ❝ it’ll be fine. it’ll be fine. it’ll be fine. ❞ ❝ listen. you’re being played. ❞ ❝ too bad you’ll pay for it…with your life. ❞ ❝ please won’t you stay with me? forever? ❞ ❝ you are lucky to die before your child. ❞ ❝ quiet now, child! adults are talking. ❞ ❝ there’s nothing wrong with my memory. you’re just being paranoid. ❞ ❝ this is…this is just too much. ❞ ❝ awww, you’re blushing. ❞ ❝ how can a man be ‘almost’ dead? that’s a question for the wise. ❞ ❝ what kind of sick medieval shit is this? ❞ ❝ i’ve spent a lifetime creating this moment…and you try to take it away from me? ❞ ❝ i’m sick of fighting you! ❞ ❝ why didn’t you fucking tell me right away? ❞ ❝ shut your damn hole and don’t be a sore loser! ❞ ❝ but i’m not paranoid, i’m just cautious. ❞ ❝ don’t get close to me when i’m cooking, babe. ❞ ❝ anyone who is anyone has heard of the likes of you. ❞ ❝ i haven’t cut open a man in a while. ❞ ❝ we moved here so that you wouldn’t have to deal with any of that, remember? ❞ ❝ why? why would you do this? ❞ ❝ i knew you would want to be involved. and this job is hard enough without civilians getting in the way. ❞ ❝ oh? you have something to say? ❞ ❝ tell me what’s out there! ❞ ❝ you’re still alive…? impressive. ❞ ❝ hey, are you listening? hey! ❞ ❝ exactly how much do you plan on annoying me? ❞ ❝ oh, no. they’re coming! ❞ ❝ do you have a gun? please tell me you have a gun. ❞ ❝ it’s not—nevermind. i’m sorry. ❞ ❝ drunk or not, you are welcome—and safe—in here. ❞ ❝ you know how to push my buttons. ❞ ❝ hey, don’t i get a say in this? ❞ ❝ you wouldn’t know proper manners if it slapped you in the face. ❞ ❝ i won’t forgive you, you bastard! ❞ ❝ why…why do you treat me the same as them? am i not your favourite? am i not special? ❞ ❝ at night, i hear wailing, as if ghosts roam the halls. ❞ ❝ quit your whining; we’re almost there! ❞ ❝ i’m afraid you can’t return to your old world any longer. ❞ ❝ how dare you bare your teeth at me. ❞ ❝ you couldn’t save them. they were already gone. ❞ ❝ in life and death, we give glory. ❞ ❝ can you even understand that humiliation? ❞ ❝ even i can get angry. ❞ ❝ what the hell is that thing? ❞ ❝ we will meet again soon. ❞ ❝ let’s just say parts of the human imagination are better left alone. ❞ ❝ some treasures still lurk in this village. ❞ ❝ my decision is final. there will be no argument. ❞ ❝ everyone leaves me. even you. ❞ ❝ there is no safe! every sorry bastard out there has been ripped in half! ❞ ❝ come inside. the others are waiting. ❞ ❝ come with me. there’s something i have to tell you. ❞ ❝ what the hell is wrong with this place? ❞ ❝ the strong will destroy the weak. that’s the way of the world. ❞ ❝ no, we’re getting out of here — together. ❞ ❝ but what i saw was…frightful. ❞ ❝ i suppose it’s what they call ‘the beauty of the grotesque’. ❞ ❝ you taught me so much and for that i will be forever in your debt. ❞ ❝ it is my curiosity that ties me to this place. ❞ ❝ please let me know if you’d like to strengthen your weapons. ❞ ❝ you’ll pay if i find out this is a lie. ❞ ❝ speaking of foolish questions, who — what are you? ❞ ❝ if i don’t kill them then my life will never be my own. ❞ ❝ you are abominable. your deceit knows no bound. ❞ ❝ quit holding out, and get to the damn point! ❞ ❝ you’re the one who’s cursed. ❞ ❝ i hope you will be able to achieve your goal someday, too. ❞ ❝ that is why i had to leave you. i will regret never telling you goodbye. ❞ ❝ if i had but a little more time, i know i might be able to turn the tides of this battle. ❞ ❝ i can hear it shuffling about outside. ❞ ❝ and now you even try to steal my property? how dare you? ❞ ❝ ugh, just another simple little manthing. ❞ ❝ oh, good. i was just thinking of ways to pass the time. ❞ ❝ nowhere to go but up. ❞ ❝ where are you? show yourself! ❞ ❝ not without me, it’s too dangerous. ❞ ❝ shit, that was close. ❞ ❝ i heard explosions. what happened? ❞ ❝ you’ve dirtied my dress! ❞ ❝ you’re my daughter…now act like it! ❞ ❝ i don’t think we will make it through winter at this rate. ❞ ❝ the wounds are severe. i won’t last much longer. ❞ ❝ will you please stop talking in riddles? ❞ ❝ goddamn. it really is you. ❞ ❝ you sure of this? your body is, well, falling apart. ❞ ❝ how long have i been out? ❞ ❝ keep your distance. do not move until i give the order. ❞ ❝ i’ve got a tough guy here, i need some back-up! ❞ ❝ if my mom saw this shit, she’d think she’d died and gone to hell. ❞ ❝ shut your fucking hole! …sorry about that. ❞ ❝ who are you? who sent you? ❞ ❝ please, be well. ❞ ❝ there’s more than we thought. watch out. ❞ ❝ to hunger…is to be alive. ❞ ❝ goddammit! why is everyone dying on me? ❞ ❝ hey! hey. don’t talk like that. ❞ ❝ my word, you truly are as strong as they say! ❞ ❝ don’t you love me? ❞ ❝ oh, you didn’t think i’d let you get away, did you? ❞ ❝ taken alive? dead? which would you prefer? ❞
@yunhuntress liked for a starter. [ FANG | ELLIOT ]
He’s trying not to stare. He’s trying to play it cool and pay attention to Fin but they both know his eyes and mind are elsewhere and the knowing look the Sargent is giving Elliot is more than enough to make him laugh. No, it wasn’t funny, all contraire, Elliot laugh is more out of pity for himself. Because, once more, he cease to act on his feelings, once more through neglect and unclearness he had come to lose Olivia once more and this time around? He knows it is forever.
Blue eyes chance one more glance into the office where said woman had been engaged in quite the animated conversation with whom he is only assuming to be her new girlfriend. The laughs, he can hear them… they are full of life and genuine and as much as it kills Elliot to admit it, she is happy without him. Well, hate is a strong word because all he ever wanted was for Olivia’s happiness just that this time around he was ready to try harder but it was too late for such a thing. He had fumbled, allowed himself the excuse of timing for them to not be together and now they probably never will. After picking up the case file Fin had spoken to him about, the detective decided to leave without really saying anything to Olivia. Walking out of the bullpen in the direction of the elevator. The trip would be longer down now that his mind is stuck with Olivia and her new partner.
There had been laughter in the office as Fang had brought flowers for Olivia along with some homemade lunch she had done for her. It was her way of checking in on her partner and ensuring she properly ate. It was something she also did for Noah in the mornings and evenings in helping to take him to school and getting his own lunch made with his help at night too. A little activity together. A nice family routine of sorts and one Fang cherished.
She had given Olivia a tender kiss goodbye, knowing she had to get back to her own work soon enough at the mechanic shop. Waving off to some of the other detectives who knew her, she moved to the elevator in time to catch it before her green eyes locked to Elliot's face. A face she knew too well from old pictures and a name she recalled from talks with Olivia and others in the department.
She kept her back straight while looking to him before motioning toward the numbers on the elevator. "Headed down and out yourself?" she asked deciding to try and keep civil. The man had once been something extremely important to Liv and still was to some degree. He was the one who could have taken her heart to treat it well if he had taken the chance to step up, but now that heart truly belonged to Fang. It was something Fang would not lose nor injure in any capacity as she truly loved Olivia for being herself. She had been there to help the woman grow in ways she knew Olivia never thought was possible for herself, and she encouraged her to continue being fully true to her.
"I wasn't expecting to see you so soon around here, Stabler," she remarked calmly once more keeping her tone even.
" i think playing zariel's little game a bit longer will just get us there. we fight this war, kill some fucking imps and devils, keep doing that and she'll turn her back long enough. i think, at this point, she's making sure there's no escape route for me. she's more worried about me getting out of avernus then fixing the engine. i'm her little demonsbane. "
i'm her little demonsbane is said with such vile sarcasm, there's absolutely no doubt that karlach absolutely hates it. she'd absolutely hate the tattoos, and burns and the engine itself if all of those now didn't have good memories attached to them as well. someone loved her as is, but she can't be as is if she doesn't permanently stabilize the engine for faerun.
" we have the battle a little ways up the river and if the pattern keeps up, this is one of the bigger ones then there's a pause while the enemy rebuilds an army and lines it back up all for the same thing. we get through that, then we'll have a couple of days, at least, to get to the forge. for now, though, let's take this little break to eat this ugly chicken and prepare for tomorrow. "
"You are no one's bane." Fang was quick to correct despite understanding the sarcasm from her companion. The woman moved a hand to rest it along Karlach's left shoulder for a moment. A gentle squeeze was given showing Fang would always be her support through thick and thin. She was there, and would always remain right at her side. As she spoke of the directions to fight, Fang made note of that. A proper tactical plan and one she would adhere to. Hearing of eating, she adjusted to lean against Karlach a bit more time. She had no doubts they'd get through and fight on through hell for as long as it took. Fang would always help her tielfing, and it showed in her actions.
"We'll get through this and you'll never have to be here again." she promised only to reach to stroke along Karlach's chin for a moment. Green eyes gazing up to her face with a tender smile on her own lips. "I want to give you that peace as you deserve so much fucking more and I will do my damnedest to give you the world, Karlach."
the shadow-cursed lands are entirely unforgiving. kristen has made it a show of walking through this new freedom seemingly without a care, but this place was draining. even trying to get sleep at the last light inn seems nearly impossible because if something happened to isobel, they'd all be screwed. there's only so much a little pixie friend can do and kristen is positive that pixie friend, who makes her sing stupid rhymes, will only help kristen and her immediate crew. pixies are tricksters.
she had a feeling that fang checking in and out would make a timely appearance -- doesn't forsake the fact that kristen very rarely trusts word [ karlach was the only exception ], but actions do speak louder and kristen is truly growing fond of fang and the woman's very random appearances. the tiefling's lips are curled into a scowl, a growl almost escaping her lips.
" we can't leave! " kristen just shouts, raises her sword, swings it and the sensitive shadow-cursed souls split. mouths the last thing that just disappear as if they wanted to scream.
" halsin is trying to fix this mess. we have to keep this up. "
Utilizing her strength and magic, the woman surged forward to burn and slay more demons as they kept coming. Her positioning shifted to cover more of Kristen's backside to keep the tiefling well-protected from any sneak attacks.
At least Fang was a well-seasoned warrior, keeping up with the oncoming attacks left and right. Her blade sliced and slashed through numerous attackers. Her drive to keep them both alive was in full-throttle mode after all. Blade thrust through flesh and soon was retracted as Fang kicked the body off her blade to move to rest her spine against her companion for a brief moment to breathe. "I'll keep holding the line as best as I can for him then. I'm not going to let you or Halsin fall. We can fix this mess, "she growled out, cracking her neck to keep attacking and fighting the good fight.
More kept coming, but Fang eventually pushed forward to draw attention away from Kristen to keep enemies focused more on her to the best of her ability.
"Just keep swinging and keeping yourself alive! I still stand by my comment of not losing you!" she shouted.
Her forehead leans back against Fang's, exhaling slowly as she tries to breathe, to calm herself down. The last thing she needs to do here is lose control entirely.
(She's already lost control.)
But she hasn't set fire to the room, hasn't exploded anything with her mind yet, or whatever fucking sorceresses do; Xu inhales. Exhales. Keeps breathing.
The bangle works. They know it works. They'd given that little shit Odine money to make sure it worked, and to design better ones for Garden's use.
This one has a thumbprint scanner, and she knows it's not keyed to anyone in this room.
"How long am I locked in here? Or am I free to go? Where's the commander?"
Where's Squall, so she can tell him to his face that now he's ruined her life for real?
And waking up strapped down to a bed is not a point in her favor for walking out of here without any kind of fight. One of the medics moves in, and Xu catches the glimpse of a syringe in hand, filled with something.
"Get the fuck away from me," she snarls. Or else she'll shove that syringe somewhere he really won't like. "I'm not some wild animal you need to sedate."
I won't do this. I won't be one of them.
Fang remained steady at her side where she could hold to her and be her anchor. "I don't know how long you are in here, but I want you fucking out and with me where you belong," Fang remarked only to shift to spot the medic moving in closer. Before they could stab her with it, Fang grabbed the wrist with it and pushed the medic back using her own strength for a moment. "She is right in not being a fucking animal." she snapped. "Don't fucking touch my wife." Fang was ready to kill if need be to protect Michele from any more torture of any kind. "Get Squall here."
Fang punches someone; Xu doesn't see who, only that she's barging through the door with people coming in after her, straight to her.
She doesn't allow herself to say anything, not until her arms are free, until her legs are free, until she can lurch up into her wife's hold. She's not dead, she's in one whole piece, she's not hurt--
(but she can feel it, under her skin, writhing like maggots, like worms.)
"Get it out of me," she begs in a voice that threatens to crack, get it out of her, give it to someone else, anyone else. If anyone had asked, if anyone had ever bothered to dig deep enough to find out, they would know this is her worst nightmare.
There's a thick cuff of silvery-dark metal around her wrist like a single handcuff, something she only notices because Fang's hair gets caught in the edge of it when Xu finally pulls back enough to breathe.
Someone else is talking to her, words filtered distantly through panic, through the sound of her heart beating hard in her chest. She doesn't care. The bangle is there, mocking her as openly as Esthar had raged against the aftermath of Adel's occupation. She can escape it, she can be sent away from it...
But it's always going to come after her.
She should have never taken that job, never done this tiny favor for Squall.
Holding to her like a lifeline, Fang kept her strong arms around her ignoring all the other noise around them. Her wife needed her and she heard the pleas and the harshness within them lying deep inside of the other woman. Fang understood this was the nightmare for Michele and it infuriated her things had unfolded as they did but she wasn't going anywhere.
Easing an arm from around her, she moved it to interlock their fingers for a moment as green eyes looked to brown. "I can't rip it out of you as what is done is done. I think Rinoa's in a third or fourth surgery and if I remember correctly on how this shit happens, you were the one she passed this to." she uttered only to lean in to rest her forehead to Michele's
"But you aren't alone in this as I will be right here alongside you."
She would rip the energy away from her if she could however as she had handled violitile magic before in her life. Remaining close to her wife, she noticed the bangle after it had untangled from her hair. Fingers moved to touch it before looking once more to Michele.
"I'm not leaving you."
I'm chipping away at some drafts as best I can and getting them queued up. The muse has returned enough that I want to tackle some of these.
@yunhuntress
It happens without warning.
An escort mission, gone badly awry-- Rinoa Heartilly, in Deling General, recovering from a gunshot wound. Michele Xu, in a subterranean infirmary of Galbadia Garden, surrounded by walls backed with Odine metal, asleep for three straight days before anyone thinks to notify her wife that anything had happened at all.
(And it's only Squall that manages it, because this is the kind of thing that should be kept under wraps, that shouldn't be known. The succession happens, but they hadn't planned on it ever moving from Rinoa. At least, not without a good plan in place.)
Michele Xu, coming to, slowly, confused, blinking against entirely too much sleep grit in her eyes, feeling like her body weighs a thousand pounds, moving to rub at her face, and unable to lift her arms from where they've been pinned down with soft restraints to the cot.
"--What?" Murmured, exhausted, pulling her arms again and getting nowhere for her effort. Her head turns, searching for someone, anyone-- the room is empty, and she sees Fang behind the window, talking to medics in Galbadia red scrubs. "Fang?"
The whole place must be soundproofed, though, because her voice falls flat. Xu moves again, pulling, lifting her upper body as much as she can off the bed.
"Fang," she tries again, louder this time.
(Rinoa, bleeding all over the ground and Xu's lap, Rinoa, grabbing her wrist in an iron hold and whispering that she's so sorry, before all that magic lets go, and Xu has no choice in the matter, can't escape it, can't evade it.)
The panic is delayed, filtering up through those thousand pounds of exhaustion, sedatives, whatever else they'd done to her. Whatever the magic had done to her, an insidious, unwanted invader in her veins.
The panic is delayed, but it doesn't mean it doesn't break through eventually, and she feels something in her shoulder pull painfully, reigniting an old injury as she fights against the restraints, against the inevitability.
She can't be-- she won't be--
Why?
"Fang!"
The notification came far too late, and Fang was rightly blowing up at every fucking person in either Garden as well. She didn't give a damn who was in command, but she was beyond furious and unleashing hell even at the doctors in the red scrubs. Her features were contorted in that fury and anger Michele would recognize far too well when Fang was off the deep end with her rage.
No one had notified her at the time it happened. It was three days later when she was informed about it, and she was beyond furious. Squall had to deal with her proper fury. It was a damned good thing she no longer had Ragnarok in her system to contend with. While she understood it was something no one wanted out to the public, Michele was her fucking wife! Fang had every right to know what happened to her.
In time, she turned to look through the glass to see her partner awake. Instinct overrode any sense of warning from everyone. She knew that look from her and could tell Xu was yelling for her. She'd be damned if she let anyone get in her fucking way, getting to her wife.
Fang ignored all commands of no going into the room and got in after decking a guard at the door. She left him with a busted nose as she stepped into the containment area and moved straight to her beloved. "I'm here." she uttered, only to reach out to gently caress Michele's cheek. "I'm so fucking sorry I wasn't here sooner." she added.
Her touch was tender and warm with familiar callouses as Fang reached down to press a soft kiss to her forehead for a gentle moment despite all the chaos around and within them. While she saw the restraints, she hated they were on her wife and she worked to undo them, understanding how Michele hated being in such conditions. Too many flashbacks of the past in hospitals left Fang beyond murderous for such treatment of her woman even if now she was a sorceress.
The huntress knew in her bones she could handle whatever was done to her by magics, even if she held none herself any longer. There was a sense of calm in the back of her mind regardless of it all. Reaching to hold Xu's hand, Fang looked to her and remained as her rock and mountain of support.
I'm alive from working the last two weeks. The new job is totally worth having. The people actually give a damn, and it's nice to listen to my music or whatever with an earbud and just do the job of walking and picking orders.
I'm still going to be a bit sporadic, as it does take a lot out of me.
Oh, the misery,
Everybody wants to be my enemy!
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