Summary: Ais told you he'd always be there if you needed him.
No use of y/n, gender neutral, trigger warning of violence but nothing too extreme imo. Probably a misuse of how the Seaspring works with Ais and the hivemind.
Authors note: uh I'm not a writer, just usually a enjoyer of fanfic but I had this idea in my head like a little brain worm and I had to get it out. Reblogs, likes, and comments are appreciated because I need validation :').
Your POV
Ais had once told you 'If you ever need me just shout. I mean it, I'll come find you wherever you are.'
At the time you had just laughed it off, rolled your eyes and told him you'd be sure to remember that for future reference, or something equally as dismissive. It wasn't until you found yourself in a dark alleyway with some guy twice your size, who apparently didn't appreciate your 'shitty attitude' as much as Ais that you even thought about the conversation. Furthermore, it wasn't until you had been thrown on the ground, and your left knee curb stomped that you thought to test it out.
"Ais!" You screamed as pain radiates up your body in sharp waves, "Ais I need your help!" Your voice escapes in a hoarse scream as you fight the urge to throw up from the feeling.
The asshole had the audacity to laugh at your desperate cries and gave you another kick to the ribs knocking the air out of your lungs. You saw stars as you fell to the side, your body trying desperately to find air that wasn't there.
Ais' POV
He had eyes everywhere thanks to the Seaspring, it connected him to everyone who had ever drank from it in a sort of hivemind. Something most wouldn't know was that there was near constant input from everyone else who drank from the Seaspring too, sights, sounds, smells, it was always there, a constant live feed. For the most part Ais had learned how to tune it out, making it background noise in his head so he wouldn't go insane. But something caught his attention, a familiar voice yelling out his name. It caused it him to stop immediately and focus in on the sound, identifying where it had come from.
A woman had heard the cry and from her eyes Ais could see his familiar companion laying on the ground crying in pain. He watched through her eyes as they yelled his name again and begged for his help, the woman watching turned and ran. Rage boiled up inside him alongside fear, he watched as she ran until he saw enough to know where they were. Without a second thought he severed the connection and took off.
Your POV
You were going to die, you were sure of it. At least one of your ribs had to be broken based off how hard it was to breathe and pain was burning through you, making it feel like your nerves were on fire. It was hard to tell where you weren't injured, a warm trickle of blood working its way past your lips. The man responsible for this situation sneered down at you, letting out a low chuckle.
"Still think your friend is coming to help you?" He asks, his voice thick with disdain and unbridled arrogance.
"Fuck you," you sneer back not willing to give him the satisfaction of breaking you.
"You little-" he didn't get to finish the sentence as one moment he was above you, the next there was just the dark sky.
Well...that's unexpected... you think to yourself. Maybe this was your body shutting down? Trying to protect you by imagining the night sky as you die instead of your would be killer. But that can't be right, everything still hurts and you're pretty sure death doesn't look like...wait Ais?
There's suddenly a new face above yours, this one is the familiar face of your favorite demon.
"Ais?" You croak your eyes widening with disbelief, he came. He actually came.
He scoops you up gingerly into his big arms, a cry escaping past your lips as a wave of pain so intense it causes black spots to swim in your vision before it slowly subsides.
"I'm so sorry," Ais says softly, "I should've been here sooner, I came as fast as I could. We're going to get you to Kuras and he'll have you good as new, Sparrow." He promises his voice soft as he gently maneuvers your body so your left knee is supported but not straining on his arm.
As he walks so carefully it's almost like he's floating, you can't help but bury your head into his chest, the familiar scent of smoke and blood oddly comforting.
"How?" It's all you can manage to ask as the adrenaline slowly loosens its grip on you like your body realizes you're now safe.
"You called," is his only response, his voice uncharacteristically soft as he looks down at you with a mixture of concern and helplessness.
Each blink feels longer than the last, at first you're staring at the swirling ink on Ais' chest, next time your eyes open you're in front of the clinic, the third Kuras is looking down at you with a reassuring expression. The next time you open your eyes you're in the Seaspring, still tucked against Ais' chest as he whispers reassuring words into your hair, eyes drifting shut once more as you fall asleep.
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I'm now joining you in your regency/historical everlark mood with the fics you reblogged š Do you any favorites to recommend?
Yesssss!! Join in and send your favorites! Iām limiting myself to Regency or there abouts, because my Historical AU list is⦠extensive.
Anyways, I havenāt made it through all @everlarkficquestions 1800ās masterlist but here are some Iāve enjoyed!
Searching regency+everlark on tumblr gifted me:
Part 1 & Part 2 by @endlessnightlock Gah!! I guess I hadnāt read them before? But what a delight!!
Allās Fair by @rosegardeninwinter I have read multiple times. I mean itās season/book 2 Bridgeton mashed up with Everlark, what more could you want?
My search of the tags also revealed that @thesweetnessofspring is working on a Regency one-shot š looking forward to that!!
From my bookmarks
Quicksilver by @gamesmakers - love - itās smart and funny. Iām giggling and kicking my feet as I read - so good!
First Impressions by @pookieh - ongoing story, recently updated, and⦠guys⦠itās getting spicy!
In Hope and Agony by Hawtsee - this was recommended to me in the comment section of one of my fics. Itās Persuasion but Gadge and features Everlark and Odesta as well!
Iād be remiss not to mention Unmasked by @katnissdoesnotfollowback but come on, we all know - itās awesome! A classic really.
And a little shameless self promotion -> The Odds
Bonus!
Regency Peeta by @charlunday
Peeta in the shirt by @millennium-queen
Is there a Regency Katniss anywhere or the pair together?!? Dying for some regency everlark artwork (no pressure artsy friends! But if the mood strikesā¦)
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Iāve been trying to get work done and celebrate my birthday week but I literally canāt because Iām sucked Into this fic by @scriibble-fics
Iāve loved all their other work but was hesitant to read this one because Iām normally allergic to AU ficsā-BUT im hooked. The weaving of past and present narratives, the smut, the stuff with the warāitās just really really good. If you are like me and are hesitant to read non Hogwarts era, non canon, PLEASE come and be converted.
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āSirius, you can play pretend as long as you want,ā Lily almost never used Blackās first name, so she mustāve been serious. āBut now that you know that Remus⦠plays for the other team, so to speak, I should tell you something. I donāt know what exactly he told you, but itās pretty obvious somethingās up with you and him. If you go talk to him, be careful, alright? Heās felt like an outcast for nearly his entire life now - half blood, werewolf, now this. Iāve known since third year - he let it slip during a library visit - but you need to understand, Sirius, that you canāt take this lightly.ā Her breath caught. Sirius wasnāt sure, but he thought he saw a tear drop onto the floor. āBlack, not all of his scars are from the wolf. He hates himself, Sirius, so much. He⦠if you donāt play this carefully, Remus might not be here for Christmas.ā
Lily spun around, letting out a sniffle, and ran into the girlās bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her. A few thoughts nudged Sirius in the back of his head - Why had Remus told Lily in third year, and not his closest friends? How did Lily know about Remus being a werewolf, and how did she know that Sirius knew?
None of the thoughts were fully processed by Sirius, though, except for one - not all of his scars are from the wolf. Before he could understand what he was doing, Sirius spun on his heel and sprinted towards Gryffindor Tower.
-excerpt from Not My Type by RoyalPrince24 (me!) on ao3