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everything is put on pause. the clashing of metal drowned out, the smell of ash & blood fading, the adrenaline of battle coming to a calm — all as he takes her in. her scent, the feeling of her body pressed against his. it was everything he needed to confirm that she was alive, she's okay. yet he can't hold her close enough, can't let go, can't yet forget the dread of the unthinkable that overcame him just moments ago.

fingers trace shapes onto her back as she speaks, tucking the crown of her head under his chin, knowing exactly where her mind had gone during that hour of silence. just the same as his. & yet she fought through it, a battlefield that would send experienced fighters running the other way, just to get back to him. ( he wonders what he must have done for the cauldron to bring her to someone like him, how it must have been some mistake that he wouldn't dare argue against. ) " i almost feel bad for anyone who tried to get in your way. my savior. " a kiss is pressed to her hair, voice steadying into a quiet purr, a desperate attempt to bringing her some comfort.

but whatever moment of peace, of calm, disappears with the idea of them returning back to the fight. when he had nothing to lose, he welcomed death with open arms. fought until there were only bodies laying at his feet, until there was no one left. but this was not that battle — no, this was just a distraction for hybern, an attempt to scatter their men & sparse their numbers. he's made his peace with the outcome of this war, already willing to sacrifice everything in the end when it comes to. but this was just the beginning.

he leans back to take her face in his hands, head shaking. " feyre. if we went back out there like this, we would be of no use. we would just be distractions. " he omits the part where he can't lose her, not when he just got her back. " cassian and azriel have this under control, they've faced much worse. " the red & blue syphons blasting across the field give him all the assurance that he needs. " our best course of action right now is finding the healer. "

he was covered in blood, splattered across his face and chest — where his ended and others’ began, i couldn’t be sure. his torn illyrian leathers revealed a deep gash in his side, that he barely seemed to notice. anyone else would have been curled over from the wound, but my mate was strong. strong and alive. the panic in his eyes told me i didn’t look much better — hair matted with blood and mud, under eyes dark and heavy, fingers scabbed over from the rapid fire use of my bowstring, and shoulder gaping with the tip of a faebane laced ash arrow still lodged inside. my palms rested first on his neck, then gripped his shoulders, as his mere presence steadied me. reassured me that we were both still okay.

“ they knew we were coming — what we were looking for. it was a trap, ” shaking my head frantically, heart still pounding, my words came out in panted fragments. “ i could only hold my shields up for so long — and then one of their arrows broke through once i slipped. faebane. ” i bit back a wince as i suddenly became aware of the pain, recalling the sheer number of hybern soldiers coming our way. “ and then your wave of darkness across the field just disappeared. i thought something terrible had happened. ” my face paled as i remembered the utter dread that plagued me. “ so i ran. i knew you needed me. ” just as i needed him.

i thought i had lost him — i could finally admit it now that i knew i hadn’t. he was alive. still standing, as the heart i called mine continued beating. the short hour where i thought he had been taken from me was the worst of my life and felt like an eternity, as i stood on the precipice of oblivion, forced to consider the rest of my immortal life without him — if it ever came to that, i didn’t want it. i knew for certain there was nothing i wouldn’t give up for him. as i pressed my forehead against his, there was nothing i wanted more than to stay in his arms forever.

but we couldn’t — not until all of this was over and hybern’s invasion was fully thwarted. neither of us could sleep until we knew the people we loved were safe. that shared responsibility weighed us both down, our shoulders curled in towards each other with quiet, resigned desperation. there was only one option while our people continued to fall on the battlefield. “ we have to go back. ”

🌷Was eating a shawarma when I thought of this so why not. Hehe.

💫🌷I miss you•°

[SCHNKXG sent you a message.]

Your phone vibrated with a notification, you put your pen down on the table and picked up your phone. A smile curved on your face as you read Sucheon's message.

"SCHNKXG: I miss you."

You sent him a reply before turning off you phone and continuing with your work. He sent another message, you picked up your phone again.

"SCHNKXG: I'm gonna call, I can't stand it anymore."

You chuckled reading his text before replying. "Okay :)."

Your phone rang and vibrated as soon as he called, you answered. "Hi Sucheon." You smiled. "Hi, I miss you- Wait... Sucheon? What happened to Suchy?" He asked, his brows slightly furrowed. "Oh my bad. Hi Suchy." "...Better."

You leaned your phone against your pencil holder and continued studying, and Sucheon silently watched you doing so.

"Suchy, I can hear the shutter sound of the screenshots you're taking."

"What screenshots?" He asked, clearly playing dumb and his ears are giving it away with how red they are.

You couldn't help but laugh with how he tried to deny it even if he knew that you already saw right through him. He loves how your laugh sounded, its such a sweet sound of happiness to his ears... And your smile? Call him delusional or in a hallucination but he swears he sees a light yellow aura radiating from you whenever a genuine smile curves on your face. Everything felt lighter and calmer whenever you're around, everything looked much more colorful and vibrant in his eyes, You're ethereal to him. His source of warmth. Who would've thought that you, a non-awakener would be someone deeply loved by him?

As deep as he loved you, the pain in his heart was just as deep as it too. The tears streaming down his face felt warm... But not the kind of warmth he liked, no. It's not your warmth. He's even unsure whether he'd view the feeling of warmth the same after this. He hated everything that's happening right now, he loathed it.

"What's taking so long, Sucheon? Don't tell me you've fallen hard for a pathetic non-awakener." Supil glared at his own son. "It's Baekdu, or them."

Sucheon's hand trembled, his breathing unstable and more tears streamed down his face. Choosing Baekdu means He'll lose you and betray himself. Choosing you, means He'll betray Baekdu and lose everything he worked for, Baekdu is dear to him. But not dearer than you. And he knew that, he knew he will always choose you.

But if Sucheon chose you, both of you would be killed. Afterall, the act of betrayal makes you a traitor. And what do people mostly do with traitors? Kill them. Be it physically or figuratively. What is Sucheon there for if he's no longer the heir? But what would people make of Baekdu if their heir left for a non-awakener? Who would take over Baekdu in the future if Sucheon is dead?

You raised your hand and pointed a makeshift gun at him with your fingers. "You're not the only one with a gun now, Suchy. Don't be afraid to shoot me." You softly smiled at him, knowing that either-way... It's you who'll wind up dead.

This is the first time Sucheon ever hated your smile and the warmth it brings him. How could you still smile at him when he's pointing a fucking gun at you? How could you smile at him when he's about to kill you? Stop smiling please... I don't want to remember your smile like this. Please. My dearest please. PLEASE STOP SMILING! LOOK AT ME WITH HATRED!

Baekdu or you...? Baekdu or...

Sucheon dropped the gun and for the first time in his life, he knelt down to the floor and begged. Begging to spare you, begging to let you live and he will ended things with you. Supil however, only looked at his son with a mixed expression. Is it disgust? Dissapointment? Dismay? It's not known. Yet it screams pity. Pity for his son that fell hopelessly in love with someone who isn't even an awakener like them. Pity that his son was this soft.

"I miss you." Sucheon softly sobbed, Looking at the photo of you in his phone. Regretting and wishing that you died in his hands instead of his fathers. Maybe your death wouldn't have been so painful. "I miss you." The tears streaming down his cheeks were warm... he hated it. He hated its warmth. He hated how it reminded him of you.

In honor of ao3 being down 🫡 i give yall…

CHAPTER 1 of God’s Plan (1.7k words)

main pairing: Lloyd/Javier

tags: time travel, mlm, minor original characters, dual pov

Back in time

All was going as planned. Developments were swiftly underway and some new cargo was set to arrive in a few days. Lloyd couldn’t help but grin himself silly. Things were finally looking up, looking stable. About damn time! A hum escaped his mouth, satisfaction plastered on his face.

He shouldn’t get too comfortable though if his past life was of any remembrance and indication. It’s at times like these where he should work himself to the bone. To ensure his future. His life. His wealth.

This was no time to slack off. Lloyd was ready. Ready for whatever life had to throw at him. He would face it head-on.

He and Javier were entering the manor when a sudden alert came through. He was used to randomly seeing them but this one was different. Instead of its usual blue or red color, it was purple.

Ding!

[You have been selected to carry out three major ‘canon event’ tasks. Denial of participation costs 179 RP points but a successful completion rewards you x100 your current points. Would you like to participate?]

“What’s this? So suddenly?” Lloyd muttered under his breath. No, the system had always been random. He was used to expecting the unexpected. He glanced over his current RP points and laughed. He had exactly 179 points. If he were to reject the offer he would be left with zero but if he were to accept and complete it…179 multiplied by 100 would be, what, 179000 points? Whoa. He’d be able to do so much with that amount.

Still, he needed to make the best decision. He didn’t have much and couldn’t risk it all for some PR points. Or could he?

“Can’t I at least know what the three tasks are?” Lloyd asked curiously.

Ding!

[Nope! Haha.]

He frowned, “Tsk, I should’ve known…”

“Master Lloyd, is everything alright?” Javier, who was holding the door open, asked. Mild concern was painted over his striking features. Though if anyone else saw his knight, they wouldn’t know any better. He and Javier had been around each other so much so that he could, without fault, read him like the back of his hand.

He didn’t want to explain himself so he shrugged, “Yup, let's get going. Dinner’s getting cold.” Lloyd prompted himself to decide after eating. A full stomach made for better decisions, no? That’s what he said but a voice in the back of his head kept nagging at him. He took in a deep breath and opened the message box again, forcefully pressing ‘Accept’.

Ding!

[Talk about having no self-control! (Laughs) – Anyway, your side quest journey has begun!]

This was it! Lloyd continued walking as the messages kept popping up. The waning light of the sun fully disappeared as he entered the manor. The door shut with a force behind him.

Ding!

[RP System is being updated. You can now earn RP points by correctly following the given steps. Failure to do so will result in ‘???’]

Lloyd nodded, urging the system to continue.

Ding!

[Current RP Total: 179]

That was the last message he saw standing up.

Lloyd’s surroundings turned blurry as he fell to the ground with a heavy thud. Both his arms and legs turned to jelly, heavy almost. His vision tunneled and his eyes threatened to close shut on him. Shit! He shouldn’t have trusted that fucking system!

His breaths came out ragged, Lloyd didn’t know when it had become nearly impossible to breathe. Shit shit shit! Speaking took extra strength, and his voice threatened to crack but he forced words to come out, “Javier...” His whisper went unheard as his bodyguard also crashed next to him. Or at least it sounded like he did. Lloyd couldn’t even crack his neck to the side to reassure himself.

If his knight had spoken back to him, he didn’t hear. He could barely hear his own heart throbbing in his chest. Unconsciousness took over his body as a terrible headache throbbed its way into his head. ‘Is this how I die? No way.’

One final notice came through before he passed out. Barely audible.

Ding!

[Good luck Lloyd. You’ll need it.]

Lloyd was ready for whatever life had to throw at him, right?!

Lloyd awoke in his bed with a jolt, his bedroom looking the same, nothing out of the ordinary. Birds chirped outside as the sun shone through his window.

Had everything been a realistic dream? His throat was a bit dry but aside from that he patted himself down, and he felt pretty damn alive. In fact– he felt light. Too light actually…

He instinctively called out for Javier. His voice sounded foreign to his ears but that wasn’t what concerned him the most. His knight, his most trusted person, was nowhere in sight.

Whatever, maybe he was taking a shit or something. Lloyd shook his head, he wasn’t some baby that needed his knight after a stupid nightmare. He wasn’t…

He leaned back into his pillows but something still didn’t sit well with him. Lloyd’s eyes widened as he finally felt it. His chest wasn’t heavy. It was very very light.

Always, his summons would sleep right on top of his chest. Always. Ppodong had started that trend and the rest of the summons followed suit. Lloyd gritted his teeth the first few times they did so but quickly accepted his fate. His user manual said to ‘treat them with kindness’ anyway.

“Guys? Are you playing hide and seek?” Lloyd began patting around the bed and finally looked down at his hands and began chuckling nervously. “Did I shrink overnight or something? Haha, this must be a joke.” His hands seemed to belong to those of a kid. A small fucking kid.

Something was wrong.

He rushed to the nearest mirror he could find and gasped. Staring right back at him was the ugliest fucking kid he had ever seen. “My god…” Okay, maybe the kid wasn’t the ugly one, but the facial expression he was making made him pretty fucking horrid.

He pinched at his cheeks, full of baby fat, and groaned at the pain. He wasn’t dreaming, this was the real deal. Lloyd’s mind ran. It began filling to the brim with theories.

The system's final words rang in his head, ‘Good luck Lloyd. You’ll need it.’

“By ‘good luck’, is this what you meant?!” Lloyd nearly pulled his hair out as he screamed, “GAH! DAMN YOU SYSTEM!”

The family’s physician burst through his bedroom door at his screams. Lloyd nearly gave himself whiplash as he turned to face him. The physician also looked younger, his hair still brown with only a few grays. A white coat hung from his shoulders and a smile bloomed over his stressed-ridden face. What was his name again? Damn, Lloyd couldn’t remember for the life of him.

“I thought my ears were deceiving me! Young Master Lloyd, you’re finally awake! I’ll be right back with the baron and baroness so get back in bed!”

And with that the physician left, leaving Lloyd to his thoughts again. Seriously, what was his name?!

“Did he say ‘Finally awake’?! Where is Javier?! Just what the hell is going on?! Hey stupid system! Mind filling me in?!” He dragged himself back to his bed and lay there.

Ding!

[You have been sent back in time to complete three major ‘canon event’ tasks for the recompense of 179000 RP points. Complete all tasks to successfully return to the present!]

“WHAT?!” Lloyd fell out of his bed, just what the hell had he gotten himself into?!

He took in a deep breath and analyzed the situation. Ignoring the whole 'time travel' thing, all he had to do was complete three easy tasks. Right. No biggie. “Alright! I have no time to waste. Let’s see, how hard can these tasks be…?”

Ding!

[First canon event: Destroy Javier’s precious wooden sword and maniacally laugh in his face!]

He dragged his hands down his face, “Shit.”

Lloyd didn’t even have enough time to process what his parents started saying once they frantically entered the room. Even as they hugged him tight, all he could think of was Javier. Javier, Javier, and Javier.

Were the three ‘canon events’ just Lloyd tormenting Javier three separate times? His chest tightened at that thought. Hopefully, he was wrong.

His parents left once they saw his complexion better. They were busy during this time of the year and Lloyd was thankful for that. He needed time to process, plan, and execute.

But this damn physician wouldn’t leave him alone.

“You heard what they said, right Young Master?” The physician asked for the millionth time. Lloyd couldn’t help but roll his eyes, “Yes, I heard them loud and clear.”

Little kids are stupid. The Original Lloyd surely would’ve drowned if it wasn’t for Javier’s rescue. What made a little kid who couldn’t even swim jump into a large body of water? Delusion maybe?

The physician still looked somewhat skeptical and Lloyd huffed, “I promise I won’t go anywhere near water.” Lloyd reassured. Even though he wasn’t the idiot who couldn’t swim, he still swallowed his non-existent pride and made empty promises.

"And?" The physician raised an eyebrow.

Lloyd sighed in a defeated tone, "And I'll thank Javier." It was the least he could do for the physician as he had nurtured him back to health.

The physician hummed, “Good.” He turned his back to Lloyd and began packing his medical stuff.

Fucking finally!

Ding!

[Good boy!]

Lloyd whispered, “Oh shut up.”

It was all the damn system's fault for not explaining things properly.

Ding!

[I just wanted to remind you that there’s a time limit on this task but, (sigh), it seems as if you want me to ‘shut up’.]

“I apologize. Please continue.”

Ding!

[Every task has a time limit. This one has a 48-hour limit. You were asleep for 28 hours. Do the math.]

48 minus 28 was 20. In other words, he had less than a day…

Lloyd swatted at the blue floating square in front of him. “Why didn’t you tell me beforehand?!”

Ding!

[I tried to but you were asleep!]

As if that were a good enough reason. First things first, he needed to find Javier. To make sure his stupid face was okay. Then his wooden sword and then– and then…

The door to his room slightly opened and someone peeked through. The action was done very discreetly but Lloyd still caught it. He dryly swallowed. Never mind, there was no need to look for the boy. It seemed as if Javier had come to him.