Volotober Day 4: Bind

Tundra

Engineer/Spy, 5.6k words, BLU team

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63380695

Gray Mann leafed through blueprints and half baked manifestos. It was a flawless plan, it would achieve power no man could even dream of… well except himself, of course. He slowly spread it across his desk in an organized fashion which he'd practiced many times before, gently assembling a collection of blueprint he'd had to cut to make fit in the folder into something cohesive. Yes, flawless, beautiful. Untested, sure, but he was confident enough in his abilities for that to be a non issue. Now he just needed those men.

SPOINGTARP YEAHHHH!!!!!

S. S. Sprigntr- sorigntrpa- nno springtrap! YEAHHyeyahhe hehegeggege

All thougtless mumble aside, I drew Springtrap :]

Sorry I haven't done volotober in the last few days my period hit and started destroying me <///3

But I can see the northern lights in my state tonight and it's absolutely breathtaking

THIS IS SO CUTE I LOVE IT I LOVE IT I LOVE IT

One Kiss (maybe two)

request: maybe you could write something angsty about an upbeat and energetic reader who's always making jokes and talking about things from the future that no one in hisui understands and when they get banished volo finds them by themself and they try to be strong but break down about how alone they feel

answer: of course! sorry this one took a little longer, i was busy today :3 i left the ending kind of ambiguous so there could be a second part if i really want to write it, but who knows! also so sorry if the ending feels rushed, i really tried lol

warnings: hurt/comfort, use of Y/n, non-canon accurate dialogue (bc i forgot :P), and aged-up mc

Hisui is not for the weak and lighthearted. That is something that Y/n found out soon enough after arriving in the past. Their optimism and carefree attitude is frowned upon, if anything.

But they persist, constantly talking about the future as if everyone will understand. They don't.

"Professor Laventon! You would love computers! They do all of this stuff where-" Y/n would start, a gleam of excitement in their eyes that takes the professor by surprise.

"I'm sorry, what is that? It sounds intriguing, but I'm afraid I don't understand..." Professor Laventon would feel guilty for interrupting, but he truly does not understand the complex technology this hero knows about.

And often, they try their best not to sulk away, brushing off the comments like they mean nothing. But there's only so much a person can take!

So as soon as Y/n is exiled from Jubilife Village, they find themselves sitting in the Obsidian Fieldlands, sulking until they hear a voice from behind them.

Volo.

The one person who is as excited and eager as they are about things, although he's more interested in the past than the future.

Y/n turns to Volo, a soft smile on their face when they see the merchant approaching. However, they stay silent, afraid that they may break down in front of their friend.

“Trouble seems to follow you wherever you go, hm?” The merchant smiles down at them, wagging his finger in their face as he usually does when he’s exclaiming something. He notices the strained expression on their face - they’re desperately trying to look okay while their eyes give away an entirely different story. “Perhaps you need someone to listen to your troubles?”

Scoffing, Y/n turns away from Volo, reluctant to open up at first. “I appreciate your concern, but I’m quite alright. Just feeling a bit betrayed by people I consider friends.”

That’s when Volo’s face falls. That truly can’t be all, can it?

He puts on his usual smile and tries to cheer Y/n up, wagging his finger in their face once again.

“Oh, but maybe there’s someone who’s willing to listen to your ailments and problems!”

Grabbing his Pokéball, Volo releases Togekiss, who is more than eager to see Y/n despite their exiled status. Truly an unbiased creature. The bird Pokémon snuggles up to their side, practically begging for pets as Y/n hesitantly reaches out to run their hand along her feathers.

“When did your Togepi evolve?” Y/n asks breathlessly as their fingers glide over the ruffled feathers, making Togekiss chirp in happiness.

“That’s irrelevant, wouldn’t you say? She trusts me enough and now I find myself with a great Pokémon by my side!” He smiles softly at Y/n, noticing how this outsider like him has been ridiculed and suffered greatly, just like him. “How about I take you somewhere exile won’t find you? I know just the place!”

The pair walk the fields of Hisui, Togekiss following along, chirping excitedly every time Y/n pets her as she flies by. She seems to know exactly where they’re going and is anticipating their arrival.

Night falls as they approach this tent-like building in the middle of nowhere near a creek. Y/n meets Cogita, a wise yet kind older woman who seems to genuinely want to help them. Relief floods through Y/n’s veins at the revelation.

Volo and Y/n will be setting out on their adventure tomorrow afternoon, but in the meantime, the two sit outside the small tent set up outside, talking and making plans as to how they will connect the red chain. But unexpectedly, Volo brings up a much different topic.

“I can tell you’re still upset. What’s truly got you so down? I don’t believe I’ve ever seen you like this before… so gloomy and sad looking.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Y/n looks away from the taller blond merchant. They can’t break down here! Not in front of Volo! Not in front of the merchant they’ve grown a strong attachment to over the few months they’ve been in Hisui!

Volo laughs out loud at this, which catches them off guard. “You’re a terrible liar, Y/n. Go on, tell me what really has you sulking like a lost Aipom.”

Y/n sits there stunned into silence - how can Volo tell? Are they really that easy to read?

There’s awkward silence between the two, the merchant giving them an encouraging look to continue.

Y/n sighs. “I suppose I’m very frustrated. Why was I sent here? What purpose is there to me being exiled when all I’ve done is help Jubilife Village.” Now they’re starting to sound bitter about the whole ordeal. “Every day I try to be this positive Survey Corps member who is willing to do everything Commander Kamado and Captain Cyllene want, but it’s taking a toll on my mental health!”

Another moment of awkward silence where Volo is about to respond until he hears sniffles coming from Y/n. Are they… crying?

“And on top of that, I try my best to remember my past - or future, really - and then I’m met with glossed over stares and uninterested faces. No own cares what I have to say and it hurts!” Y/n finally snaps, tears streaming down their face.

To be honest, Volo is stunned and unsure what to do at first. But he moves to gently wrap an arm around Y/n’s shoulder and pull them closer to his chest, where they rest their head as they sob and hiccup.

Gently shushing them and running a hand along their scalp for comfort, Volo looks down at the Survey Corps member with pity. “You know none of this is your fault. There are outside forces working here that no one knows is at play. Your exile was a mistake by Commander Kamado and I promise you one day, you will be able to speak your mind about it and prove them all wrong, whether sooner or later.”

“Volo-” Y/n begins, unsure of what to say, but the merchant continues to gently shush them with a soft noise.

“Trust me, Y/n. You’re much more capable and stronger than you think. If you can make it through exile and prove them wrong, you can get through anything. I mean it. I’d want you on my side no matter what happens,” Volo looks at the Survey Corps member sympathetically as he continues to run his hand along their scalp.

Suddenly, Volo moves one hand to their chin to force them to look at him. Y/n obliges, their breath catching in their throat when they see his stormy gray eyes that are full of mystery and ambition. They see how Volo’s eyes glance down at their lips and back into their own eyes.

Y/n lips part and they nod.

Volo takes that as his opportunity and goes in to kiss Y/n gently on the lips. It’s soft yet passionate, something they would never expect from the tall merchant. There are still tears running down their cheeks, but Volo doesn’t seem to mind.

After what feels like minutes, they pull away breathless, Y/n with a dopey grin and Volo with a confident smirk.

"Does that prove to you how much I care?" He asks with a sly tone in his voice, running his thumb on their bottom lip.

Y/n hums. "No, you may have to show me again."

Now Volo laughs, throwing his head back a little. Once he regains his composure, he looks back down at Y/n and kisses them once more.

He may have to do some convincing, but Y/n will be worth it in his new world...

i havent drawn volo for 7 months now it s time to fix it

Uh oh looks like someone realized he has feelings (and for the person he so desperately wants to hate? Dramaaaa)

Save a horse ride a cowboy am I right

(I'm so normal about this man)

I think he'd be very protective over you, especially before a mission he thinks is dangerous. (In reality he just likes fawning over you)

They’re cool. Also “icon” or headshot commission example.

For y/n's room I used green but it's whatever your favorite color is!

Also I think I'm actually insane.

I don't know what came over me, but I made the floor plan for y/n's and Springtrap house.

I then built it in Minecraft which took like 4 hours