#fluffyjulyday27

Learning a new skill | "let's go home"

For @fluffyjuly day 27!

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Day 28 for @fluffyjuly

Freedom in Fur

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Jackson kept his expression neutral as Elijah stepped out, dressed in a few of his old clothes.

He hadn’t thought much about the size differences between them; Elijah as a vampire was as solid as marble and managed to take up space from his present alone and yet in Jackson’s shirts and jeans it was suddenly noticeable.

The undershirt's neck was loose around his neck showing far more skin than normal, even without the collars of the vampire’s suits; sleeves of his flannel hung over the man’s hands leading him to roll them up as he left the cabin.

The jeans needed the salvaged belt from Elijah’s suit to keep them up fully. 

The suit itself was a torn mess of fabric that had started to be more of a hindrance as it had done nothing but serve as a reminder of Elijah’s failure to control himself and only partial shift and so itself helped triggered his new anger issues- or rather his control and management of that anger, since Jackson had overheard Elijah shout at Ansel that he had always been this angry.

Jackson was honestly impressed by the mess Esther Mikaelson had managed to make.

Klaus’ controlling and clingy behaviour caused by being a wolf kid raised outside a pack, no one to truly understand why he felt things so sharply and now Elijah dealing with sudden wolf emotions and instincts on top of and warring against whatever he felt as a vampire.

Not that Jackson could say any of that out loud; he respected Ansel too much to bring up the obvious sore point that was his son, even if he didn’t change how Jackson felt about Klaus Mikaelson, and any enjoyment he had at seeing Elijah Mikaelson lose control died when he realised how much it shook the man. 

It wasn’t like Jackson was unfamiliar with what he was feeling and mocking him for it felt to much like doing it to someone who had just triggered the curse which Elijah pretty much was.

And wasn’t like he missed what Elijah’s wolf looked like; millenia old vampire or overgrown wolf pup? It was giving Jackson a headache from the outside let alone how Elijah must feel and that wasn’t getting into the fact his mother had apparently tortured him to cause the need for the change.

So here Jackson was doing a favour for Hayley, watching over Elijah as Ansel tried to teach him all he needed to control himself and balance both sides of himself, in case the witch in question came for them.

It wasn’t just for Hayley, Jackson was very aware Elijah had been captured alongside Oliver, attempting to help the kids and while Jackson had failed to save Oliver he wasn’t letting Esther win here.

“Thank you for the borrowed clothing.” Elijah said as he paused beside Jackson for a moment and Jackson couldn’t stop noticing how the other man had to look up at him.

Looking up at him through dark eyelashes and sharp cheekbones.

His mouth and throat ran dry and he coughed awkwardly to fix it, shifting stiffly a little away from Elijah, the other man gave him a confused look before Ansel called him away.

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A restless beast. Four-legged and with pitch black fur, it paced back and forth. Its form seemed to waver. Was it made of fire? Black smoke? Maybe it couldn't decide,or maybe it just never knew in the first place. It continued to pace, getting more agitated.

It didn't know its name, nor did it have a personality. There was but a single thought the beast could seem to produce: destroy. It quivered with rage in its cell. Any little weak spot would do. It'd slip right out and finally cause the calamity it so desired.

Crack.

What was that? The beast turned towards the noise. Something was happening outside. Something that made it vibrate with anticipation.

Shatter!

Finally! It burst free of its cage with only one thought. Destroy! Destroy! DESTROY!

Without much care, the beast jumped. Where? It didn't matter. Anywhere was better than this cage.

Silly beast. Foolish thing. It leapt from the prison and directly into two swirling blue orbs. What were they? It didn't know.

Trapped once more, though not without repercussions. It could hear all the things happening on the outside. Explosion. Devastation. Massive carnage the likes of which no one had ever seen before.

For the first time ever, the beast's mouth twisted into a sinister smirk.

Chuya gasped as he woke abruptly. He blinked while the last bits of dream faded from his mind. He put a gloved hand over his eyes and muttered, "What the hell?"

"Are you all right, Arahabaki?" Asked a soft, curious voice.

Chuya's eyes snapped open. There was a hand on his shoulder. What the...?

Suddenly, he remembered what he'd just been doing. He turned towards his companion to see the dark-haired, dark-eyed man tilt his head curiously. Of course he used the term "man" loosely. The creature in human skin was a liar- just like him.

Chuya shut his eyes, cleared his throat, then said, "Guess that wine earlier knocked me out for a bit."

Lovecraft stared unblinking and replied, "You seemed distressed."

"Yeah, well, I guess I had a kind of nightmare," Chuya admitted. There was no point in trying to lie to the other man. He'd get the truth out of him eventually.

"Ah." Lovecraft said mostly to himself. He tilted his head backwards slowly, until it was at what looked like a painful angle. His long locks that were plastered to his head and looked wet even though he was not near any water swung slowly. His pose remained the same but his eyes shifted towards the redhead when he continued, "I know him."

"Him who?" Chuya asked.

"The one who presides over what you refer to as nightmares," Lovecraft explained.

Chuya watched as the guy picked up one of the cute little bear-shaped cookies that he'd had given him when they met for this, er, he hesitated to say playdate, but...

"He consumes the emotions humans feel in reaction to the nightmares he creates." Lovecraft explained. He tossed the cookie into his mouth and swallowed it whole.

"Sounds like a really great guy," Chuya snorted. Boy, he'd love to give someone like that a piece of his mind. And foot.

Lovecraft picked up two of the bear cookies and started to dance them in the air. His tone remained unchanged when he said, "Neither great nor terrible, he simply is. Always has been and always will be."

Ah, one of those types then. Chuya rolled his eyes. He looked at the empty wine bottles on the table. Tempting but maybe he needed to find some water first. Chuya massaged his temples. Really, this was too much right now.

"I can ask him to move on from you, if you'd like," Lovecraft offered.

Chuya raised a curious eyebrow at his eccentric companion. "Meaning what exactly?"

"Hmm." Lovecraft squeezed his hand into a fist and crushed both cookies into dust. He sprinkled the powder into his mouth then replied, "No more nightmares."

Surprised, Chuya found himself too curious not to ask, "And what do you want from me in return? No one does something like that for free."

Lovecraft was silent while he thought about it. His gaze wandered over the tribute brought to this meeting of theirs. Wine, food, conversation. All good. The only thing he could say he desired was more. He finally looked back at the redhead again and said, "Companionship. New human tributes to discover."

"I think I can manage that," Chuya said mostly to himself. Really it was no different than what they were already doing when they met up like this.

Lovecraft took the entire pack of cookies and devoured it in one fell swoop- packaging and all. He stood after that and muttered, "Then I will go right away." He took a single step, paused, then slowly turned back towards his companion.

He began to tilt his head so slowly that it was genuinely uncomfortable to witness. This continued for far longer than anyone would ever want to watch. It finally ended when it reached an unnerving angle which would look broken to anyone that saw it.

His eyes were wide and unblinking, the massively dilated pupils beyond unsettling when he asked, "Do you want to come with me?"

"Where exactly?" Chuya asked right back.

Lovecraft motioned vaguely with his arm when he replied, "To the deepest, darkest depths of-"

"No thanks," Chuya cut him off. He held up a hand and shook his head. "I'll just see you when you get back."

"Very well." Lovecraft agreed. "I will contact you in the usual manner."

"Or, stay with me on this, you could try using a less creepy way to get in touch," Chuya replied without missing a beat. Even after knowing the guy for so long he could not say he was ok with feeling what was essentially tentacles in his brain. So gross.

Lovecraft ignored him completely. He continued to walk away and muttered, "Farewell."

With that Chuya sucked his teeth and rolled his eyes. He watched as what was the strangest being he'd ever known slowly meandered off. Wherever he was headed could not have been pleasant so he did silently wish him well.

Day 23 @fluffyjuly, 11 to go after this in three days!

Hot Chocolate and Deception- (how have i still failed to get the the hot chocolate part of the title)

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Finn was woken by a muffled cry, he remembered the only person he could be quickly and forced himself up to follow the sound to the spare room.

The spare room wasn’t the reason mother had sent Elijah home with him, nor was the fact Elijah’s new body and health was far worse than either of them had realised. It was so Finn could deal with Elijah if during the first tonight he suddenly remembered and attempted to warn Klaus.

So he was, once again, on Elijah baby sitting duties, something he was sure ended before his little brother reached double digits but seemed painfully fitting with Elijah's new body..

The new ‘teen’ was tossing and turning in the spare bed when Finn arrived, one hand reaching up so even in his sleep Elijah was trying to keep himself quiet, hiding any weakness or failing.

If Finn was a more curiosity person; he have to wonder just how much was nature, muscle memory or locked away memories resurfacing in his sleep, but Finn wasn’t that curiosity that was Kol and Finn had one job given to him by mother, watch Elijah and ensure he behaved and was ready for any task given.

‘It really was a repeat of his childhood in someways,’ he shook that thought away and bent over the bed to reach Elijah. 

“Elijah” he called lightly, moving his hands to the other’s shoulder, ignoring how thin they felt, “wake up.” he ordered

When that did nothing but cause another quiet whimper, Finn shook his brother lightly, he hated how fragile the body in his hands felt and tried to pretend it was only due to being more used to his brother as a vampire, and solidly built man and not the starved waif his mother had placed Elijah’s soul into.

“Finn-” Elijah croaked blinking up at him with tired eyes and confusion. 

“You were having a nightmare.” he explained quickly, hoping the sooner he could get Elijah back to sleep the better, the shadows under Elijah’s eyes proved he had been missing sleep along with food.

“I don’t remember." Elijah muttered as his breathing calmed but his growing frustration was audible  “How can I not remember when the feelings-”

“Its fine.” Finn cut him off before Elijah could work himself up further and attempt anything, Finn had quickly started to pray to gods long forgotten that Elijah couldn’t remember on his own, not out of fear Elijah would attack him, he would but in this body Finn was stronger physically and with magic, he was far more concerned about the more the amount of damage Elijah would do to the body pushing himself too far. “”Nightmares can just be nightmares and you had a long day.” 

“But-”

“Mother has plans that we both will be helping with, so you need to rest.” Finn told him and he stood back, “so do I." he added

Elijah nodded but shuddered while wrapping his arms around himself.

Finn made the mistake of looking back, Elijah looked tiny and young, sitting on the bed with blankets pulled up and wrapped around him but still shivering.

“Do you want to come with me?” he asked and was met with wide brown eyes and frantic nodding, the fact Elijah's new body was so young was once again painful as he was reminded of Henrik.

Finn took a step back to the bed but before he got close he was met with a weight hitting his waist, he looked down to find Elijah attempting to bury himself in his side, blankets left behind.

He sighed, the sound hitching as Elijah’s hands managed to get under his shirt, thin fingers feeling like icicles on his skin.

Without thinking Finn moved, slipping an arm under Elijah’s legs and lifting, it was just to get them back to bed sooner, he told himself, mother needed them well rested.

Elijah curled further into him seeking more heat and he made a note to get Elijah warmer clothes, those he had given him after his shower were clearly not warm enough and too big he noticed now.

Day 27 for @fluffyjuly and a alt since i used day 27 on day 23, still working to finish this, 3 to do before tomorrow(3rd) ends/

Nobody noticed, nobody cared?

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It wasn’t gloating, Tristan told himself, it was checking on his guest.

Elijah took it differently each time so he didn’t put too much thought into it; attempting to keep watch over his sister from afar and planning new treatments for her illness while Elijah was willing to let him experiment took much of his attention so he saw his visits as a reward to himself.

His sire, the man that managed to carve his way into Tristan’s heart and mind long before the compulsion, was in his grasp, at his mercy, why shouldn’t Tristan take advantage of it?

Some of the time they even managed civil conversations, when Elijah wasn’t feeling particularly caged and lashing out or Aurora’s illness hadn’t taken over.

He knew today wasn’t going to be one of those days when he entered the room to near silence and followed the faint heartbeat to the bathroom to find Elijah staring at Aurora’s reflection but given the glazed look in his eyes he doubted he was really seeing it.

“Elijah.” Tristan repeated louder, stepping closer to slowly set a hand on one of the shaking arms gripping the sink.

“What did I do?” Elijah muttered, answering it quickly himself “-ffailed. should have been better.”

The skin under his hand was colder than normal and given the thin night clothes it seemed Elijah had woken and found himself straight to the bathroom, the coldest part of the rooms. It wasn’t like Elijah could catch a cold but the idea of him facing any discomfort that Tristan hadn’t planned irritated him.

Tristan pulled Elijah to him frowning deeper as Elijah followed without argument or even awareness.

“I don’t want to be alone.” Elijah murmured, tone flat flat but loneliness still loud.

“Shh,” he hushed, wrapping an arm over his shoulder to pull Elijah flush against his side and he started to led him back to the bed, he wanted to warm him up and attempt to get blood into him before he tried to wake him from whatever state this was.  “You’re not alone.” he promised.

He refused to think of his own surprise to find he meant it. 

This started as revenge and self preservation against the prophecy, but now he had his sire to himself, seen the clear fears and insecurities Elijah had tried to hide and he didn’t want to let go.

Elijah snapped him out of dwelling too much on that discovery, as he reached back to hold Tristan once settled in the bed.

“You mean it?” Elijah questioned, the whine in his voice making it clear Elijah wasn’t fully back but there was a sharperness in his eyes that allowed Tristan to know Elijah would remember anything he said later.

“You’re not alone.” he repeated, “I’m here and have no intention of letting you go.” 

It was a promise and threat and if Elijah was in a clear state of mind he would have seen it as both and glared, instead he sighed and curled closer to Tristan.

Chapters: 27/31 Fandom: 신입사관 구해령 | Rookie Historian Goo Hae-ryung (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Goo Hae-ryung/Min U-won, Yi Jin/Min U-hui Characters: Goo Hae-ryung, Min U-won, Min U-hui, Yi Jin Additional Tags:  Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Canon, Established Relationship, Characters in Love, Falling In Love, Romantic Fluff, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Kissing, Slice of Life, Mentions of Pregnancy, Short Chapters, Drabble Collection, fluffy july 2026 

When all it's said and done and the unearthed secrets are resting in the past, a collection of drabbles narrating two love stories.

The one between Hae-ryung and U-won, where the love is confident and sure.

And the one between Yi Jin and U-hui, where the love blossoms on tiptoes.

Fluffy July Day 27: “Let’s go home” / Learning a New Skill

AO3 🩷

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Pairing: Diluc/Kaeya

Word Count: 166

Tags: Mature (suggestive theme: making out, black out before sex), BL, reminiscing the past

Written for @fluffyjuly : Alternate Prompt for day 27

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