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[everythingwasalreadypicked]

War Prize Al AU Masterpost

This is a Fantasy/Royalty PJO AU with Percy/Annabeth/Alabaster (aka Percalabeth aka Smartwatermagic aka Percabethaster xd) set place on a fictional land

Since the war prize au has gotten way bigger than I imagined here it is!

World building

Random Trivia Part 1 + Part 2

Random Trivia Part 3

Random Trivia Part 4: Poseidon Fam Edition

How the war started

How the war went

Map of Sthenias-Atlantis-Epirus by @catihere

Religious background of the main three kingdoms + some others (coming soon)

Al is trans

How Ethan became Alabaster's lieutenant

Malcolm & Annabeth

Former Timeline

Al's freckles post by @bvckbiter

Potential endings of the au

Smartwatermagic's parents' lore

Poseidon & Al

Fake twitter memes

Fanfics

The fics are listed here in chronological order, while the dates are given in modern calendar, the au's characters most likely do not use that, so that is more for the convenience of the readers. This is neither how they're listed on ao3 nor the writing order. Please read the tags for the fic(lets) carefully.

decomposition (Set place in 1XX0, End of June-Early July)

[It was going to be a long ride to King Poseidon's court, too bad they hadn't let him take along his bags. He was going to be immensely bored without the books he had packed.]

Prince Alabaster has some misconceptions about what having had lost the war entails.

Or

Al's trip to Atlantis fic :3

sieged (Set place in 1XX0, Mid July)

"I'm going to kill her..." With just as fast as she came, Palas turned on her heels and left, leaving Lou blinking blearily behind her.

The first thing that crossed Lou's mind was: I need to shake the hand of whoever shook Palas this much.

The second thing that crossed Lou's mind was: I hope they continue to do so and give me an excuse to get rid of her.

Lou wants two simple things, really: Her family back and some control over her own life.

With a surprise visit, the latter may just get even harder to achieve.

but they've overcome their shyness (now they're calling me your highness) (Set place in 1XX0, Start to Mid December)

The way King Poseidon reddened in anger at the letter he got in reply the first time had been glorious, if Alabaster had to be frank.

If only it hadn't been overshadowed by Perseus still writhing with agony in his sickbed and Alabaster's life being on the line.

Defeated in war and sent to a foreign kingdom against his will, Alabaster has to navigate a foreign court with the unwanted company of Prince Perseus and Princess Annabeth. One problem: Someone tried to kill Percy and Alabaster is the main culprit.

instead you hoarded all that's left of me (Set place in 1XX1, January)

Alabaster hopes the frigid air does flay his skin off. Better him due to the freezing wind than Ethan and Poseidon’s head guard.

Drowning in guilt, Alabaster finds a perfect way to take it out on himself. Percy and Annabeth are left to pick up the pieces.

Tales of Epirus

They had been holding out their own pretty well in the war, or so Lou had thought. Until Alabaster's letters home started only being addressed to their mother, until they got less and less frequent and their mother started preparing for surrender.

The worst part? It wasn't enough the occupiers stripped the palace of anything valuable. They demanded Lou's brother, too.

Lou Ellen was never supposed to be the queen, much less a puppet one. Alabaster was supposed to rule, not be torn apart from his crown and family.

OR

Ficlets about this au. Centered on Hecate siblings for now.

Random scene musings

What it says on the tin. Snippets that were too short to put in "Tales of Epirus"

Lou and Alabaster fight

What it says on the tin, very short.

if only dust is what we come to (Set place in 1XX1, First Week of July)

Fanarts

The first anniversary of the war's end came faster than any of them could imagine; amidst all the ensuing succession crisis, the fanfare associated with court, the constant need to check over his shoulder at every step and learning the ropes of politics from the two people that might have actually been tricking him towards ruin.

Prince Percy has more or less adjusted to being crowned heir. Though he never thought he'd have to reconcile his loving father and Atlantis's hated King being the same person. Especially now, with the people discontent and an assassination plan brewing against the said father.

Princess Annabeth is resigned to being a chess piece on the board of politics, and relished when she's the chessmaster. But what can she do when her mother has eyes on the lands of her husband?

Alabaster, after one whole year of captivity, is back at home. One problem; he's not sure he wants his sister to see him like this. Queen Lou Ellen is not sure she wants to see him either.

Nico and Alabaster fanart + Alabaster in a fancy outfit

Smartwatermagic in Regency Era inspired clothing

Percabeth Wedding

Hecate Siblings Epirus Era Concept Art

Spin offs (by @bvckbiter )

Meme about writing Smartwatermagic

Alabaster doodle

your sweetest compromise (Set place in 1XX0, Start to Mid July)

“You will serve as an example of what fate awaits Atlantis’ enemies,” King Poseidon explains as Alabaster is dragged out of his cell, only to be shoved down to his knees before him. “While I understand that even former princes have their pride, it is my son’s wedding. This would be easier on both of us if you behaved civilly. Surely losing your crown does not mean you’ve lost your etiquette?”

Alabaster bares his teeth in an approximation of a smile. “Don’t talk to me about etiquette when you and your heir presumptive learned yours on the seas, amongst drinkers and whoremongers.”

Poseidon’s face grows dark with fury.

Stripped of his crown and made a political hostage, Alabaster's survival now entirely depends on the goodwill of Prince Perseus and Annabeth. Thing is, he's not quite sure if living is worth it. // or: how i imagine these three fuckers come to the arrangement they have in river's AU

Smartwatermagic -questionable- fluff

What it says on the tin

From the Annals of Epirus: The Warring Years, pp. 249-253 (Set place in 1XY0-1XY2)

Hypothetical bad end of the au. Part 1 of (?)

Good Boy

Somehow even more questionable smartwatermagic fluff <33

Alabaster fanart in fancy clothes

Smartwatermagic fanart

Chancellor Alabaster

For even more of this au; see #war prize al tag

Prince Perseus Concept Art

Fanart by @bugcitie

[studioeisa]

ikaw mula noon 🎤 @studioeisa & @xinganhao’s svt anniversary series

🎵 ikaw mula noon / ikaw hanggang ngayon (it was you back then / it’s still you, now) ⸻ a series of fics and smaus featuring SEVENTEEN, inspired by original pilipino music. queue something from the songbook as we celebrate 10 years with the boys. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

tadhana’y overrated 🎤 destiny’s overrated

🎼 artist credits. boyfriend!seungcheol, the highs and (mostly) lows of dating an idol, long-distance relationship.

ang sabi ko hindi kita mamimiss 🎤 i said i wouldn’t miss you

🎼 artist credits. jeonghan gets ghosted, the art of groveling, kisses and what they mean.

kay tagal din kitang minahal 🎤 loved you for so long

🎼 artist credits. high school reunions, friends to strangers to ???, what-could-have-been.

pabalik sa langit 🎤 back to heaven

🎼 artist credits. fallen angel!junhui, opposites attract, to be loved through hell and back.

sapat na sa akin 🎤 this will be enough

🎼 artist credits. ex-dance partners, right person/never the right time, platonic love.

hanggang sa dulo 🎤 until the end

🎼 artist credits. established relationship, missing wonwoo while he’s in the military, hurt/comfort.

oo nga pala (hindi nga pala tayo) 🎤 almost forgot (we’re not together)

🎼 artist credits. situationship, jihoon is commitment phobic, hard conversations and ultimatums.

minumulto ng damdamin ko 🎤 haunted by my feelings

🎼 artist credits. ex-boyfriend!seokmin, post-breakup regrets, angst with a happy ending.

pipiliin ka 🎤 i’ll choose you

🎼 artist credits. childhood best friends to lovers, some things are just meant to be, pure fluff and romance.

ang muling mapagbigyan 🎤 to have another chance

🎼 artist credits. set in the afterlife, themes of grief and love, second chances -ish.

pag-ibig kong handang ibigay 🎤 the love i can give

🎼 artist credits. rivals to lovers, feelings realization/denial, seungkwan falls first and harder.

sasabayan pa rin kita 🎤 still keeping up with you

🎼 artist credits. you and vernon are on a break, angst (but love prevails), tender and heartbreaking.

letseng pag-ibig to! 🎤 this love shit sucks!

🎼 artist credits. drinking buddy!chan, string of failed dates, what you were looking for was in front of you all along.

YOU GOT A PERFECT SCORE!!! ⸻ i always knew i would marry my 10-year svt celebration with opm, and there is nothing more filipino than a good karaoke session. this one has a lot of my heart in it and i’m excited to bring it to life ‹𝟹

posts will be from may 12 to may 25, aiming for one member a day; this will not be in any specific order. all stories and smaus will be linked back to this masterlist. unfortunately, no tag list for this one. see you all on the flipside 🎤👯‍♀️

[goosewriting]

it's time once more, dearest goslings!! i'm itching to write something but my brain is empty. so let's do something about that!

→ i'm opening requests!! ←

for an indefinite amount of time, depends on how many i get~

before you request: read the rules and check my masterlists to see if it's already been done!

as always, don't be scared to be specific c: you can also send in dialogue prompts!

you can send in requests for the following characters:

🌟 STAR WARS

→ Cal Kestis / Inquisitor!Cal → Suited!Anakin (aka he became Vader but isn't burnt) → ND-5 → Gorak Palas → Armitage Hux

🔮 PALIA

→ Reth → Hassian

🟥 MARVEL/MCU

→ Joaquín Torres → Martin Li (Insomniac Games version) → Amadeus Cho (Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man)

🐢 ROTTMNT

→ Leo / future!Leo → Raph / future!Raph → Donnie / future!Donnie (feel free to specify a timeline too!)

as always, i can't guarantee i'll get to everything but i always keep all requests stashed away in case inspo does hit (much) later :")

[two-white-butterflies]

best friend | LN4 | part three

Description: Lando has a crush on you, and everyone knows it. Everyone except you.

Pairing: lando norris/actress-singer!reader (filipina coded reader)

series masterlist | part two

Carlossainz55: He wants you to know that his twitter was hacked.

liked by yourname and 1,291,011 others

comments

landonorris: IT WAS NOT

yourname: DM ME FOR PICTURES OF LANDO'S DELETED TWEET!!!!!!!!

Carlossainz55: 🤣

yourname: akyat bahay caught on cam 🧡

(translation: robber caught on cam)

liked by landonorris, leasalonga and 82,192 others

comments

landonorris: Too handsome to steal 🥱 - yourname: are you a nurse din po? 🤣 (translation: are you a nurse too?)

Carlossainz55: Lando 😳

landonorris: She's not our August or our Betty. She's our Juliet. Happy birthday champ! 🧡😍

comments

yourname: landocakes, i'm gagged but YOU did not write that caption. 😅 - landonorris: mb I was supposed to put "She's my Juliet." - yourname: boom capiche uwian na hahahhahahaha - yourname: PICK UP THE PHONE I'M SERIOUS

danielricciardo: Happy birthday Y/N! Sending love from Melbin. 🇦🇺 - yourname: HAHAHAHA Melbin 🤣

danielricciardo: Might delete later.

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comments

landonorris: MIGHT DELETE LATER?

yourname: Bring Heidi and let's turn it into a 2 date. - danielricciardo: Sorry we only eat around people who's ages are past 25 💞 - yourname: Daniel Ricciardo, u r on my death note

yourname: Kunware p sha pero crush niya pala ako. Side note: He kinda looks like one of those dudes who played DOTA a few decades ago😭 Still looking good tho 😝 #ThankYouToMyMan

(Translation: He be acting like he tolerates me but he be crushing on my secretly.)

comments

landonorris: that's ur man - yourname: he doesn't have roaches or nothing

danielricciardo: Ship him back to the factory

maxverstappen1: Congratulations ❤️

echieee21: ITAAS MO ANG BANDERA NATIN MAMSH 🇵🇭 - yourname: Laban pilipinas! 😁

landonorris: Ganda mo naman te. May jowa ka na? (Translation: You look good miss (alt/direct trans: older sister). Do you have a boyfriend?)

comments

yourname: yeah but he doesn't have to know ;) - landonorris: pass sa gusto maging kabit - yourname: tngina mo (translation: pass to people who want to be mistresses) (translation: fuck you)

yourname: Kuya, pls ruin my life. Luluhuran, pagsisilbihan, chuchupain, jujugjugin tas tubig lang pahinga. 🤤

comments

landonorris: KUYA??????????

maryjane_L/N: Anak is this your new boyfriend from England,,,? - yourname: yes pu tita 😭 - - maryjane_L/N: Pogi,,,,👍🏻

@ssararuffoni @inejghafawifesblog @love4lando @hiraethrhapsody @allenajade-ite @driveswiftly13 @shouq @fdl305 @iloveyou3000morgan @lpab @ietss @inejghafawifesblog @ldynblack @jessblack394 @iissza @iamahallucinationnn @sialexia @allenajade-ite

[rubywolffxxx]

Solo a Ella (Aegon x lectora)

Masterlist de mi autoría

Sinopsis: cuando Alicent descubrió que su hijo mantenía una cuestionable relación con la mucama, no tardó en intervenir. Aegon era un desastre, pero al menos era obediente. Asi que creyó que podría manejarlo. Se equivocaba.

Aegon adoraba a su mucama.

El rey de Westeros tenía una fascinación infinita por la mujer que se encargaba de mantener el orden en su cuarto y el de sus familiares.

Era el primer rostro que veía en la mañana, y el último en las noches. Lo escuchaba, lo aconsejaba y cuidaba con tal cariño que su maltratado corazón se aferró a esas muestras de interés con desesperación. Cuidaba su trato para con ella, pues ya había espantado a otros miembros del personal y no quería perderla también.

Era amable, simpático... Pasivo a todo lo que a ella se refería. Y poco a poco un sentimiento extra comenzó a nacer entre ambos, desencadenando en muestras mutuas de afecto que no tardaron en ser descubiertas por Alicent.

—¿Te acuestas con la mucama?—Alicent miró a su hijo, quien aún dormitaba en su cama.

—Solo nos divertimos, mamá. Ella me da su consentimiento... ¿por qué sería un problema?—

—... Te casarás con Helaena la próxima semana.—

Para cuando Aegon entendió el significado de aquello, Alicent ya había dejado el lugar.

¿Se casaría con su hermana?

____ terminaba de acomodar la mesa de bordado de Helaena aquella mañana, alabando sus recientes trabajos.

—¿Piensa hacer un vestido con estos, princesa? Por el tamaño y diseño serían perfectos para un corsé.—tomó unas enredaderas bordadas con pedrería.

—Para mi compromiso, quería armar algo bonito... ¿Me ayudas?—La joven que había estado de espaldas a Helaena volteó a mirarla al escuchar aquello.

—¿Con quién princesa? ¿Jacaerys?—

—Me temo que no... Será con Aegon.—

____ casi suelta lo que traía en manos.

Aegon no se sentía muy bien esa tarde. La noticia del casamiento no le importó mucho, pues era algo que se veía venir. Lo que lo preocupaba eran las libertades que él tenía ahora, y si se verían afectadas por su futura vida de casado.

Quería plantearle a su madre que no pensaba dejar sus placeres y vicios. Cumpliría con sus deberes y obligaciones, pero no pensaba atarse a Helaena sentimentalmente. Era su hermana, su esposa. No el amor de su vida.

Sonrió en cuanto la imagen de la joven castaña llegó a su mente.

Solo en ese momento, se dio cuenta de que ____ no había ido en la mañana a su cuarto cuanto su madre lo increpó. Y tampoco estuvo durante el desayuno, o el almuerzo...

Ya algo curioso por su ausencia, comenzó a buscarla por la fortaleza. No la encontró por ningún lado.

—¿Busca a alguien, señor?—lord Larys llamó su atención en plena escalera—. Ya ha pasado por aquí tres veces.—

—La mucama... ¿La ha visto por aquí?—

—¿La señorita ____?—Aegon asintió emocionado—. La he visto en el jardín, con las nuevas remodelaciones indicadas por su madre.—

—... ¿Por qué una mucama estaría en el jardín?—

—Ella ya no está vinculada a las tareas dentro de la fortaleza, príncipe. Pidió en la mañana que se la cambie a otro ámbito.—Aegon comenzó a preocuparse en verdad.

—Bonito arreglo, querida.—

____ miró orgullosa a aquel jardinero, quien miraba el pequeño cantero que acababa de plantar.

—¿Usted cree?—

—Elegiste buenos colores, acomoda la tierra y continua con el otro.—la chica asintió emocionada antes de levantarse y sacudir vagamente el polvo de su pantalón. Se dirigió a la carreta cargada de herramientas, tomando una pala pequeña.

Su mente comenzaba a planear cómo trabajaría el próximo cantero, cuando cierta persona asomada en el ventanal unos metros arriba llamó su atención. No tardó en desviar la mirada de nuevo a su tarea.

Aegon bajó enseguida al verla, sin poder disimular su ansiedad.

—Hola.—

—Buenas tardes, mi príncipe.—soltó ____ aún acomodando la tierra—. ¿Se le ofrece o necesita algo?—Aegon se agachó para estar a su altura, notando el esfuerzo que hacía la mujer por no mirarlo.

—Necesito que me digas qué haces aquí, cubierta de tierra... Eres mi mucama.—

—Era la mucama general, en todo caso... Y ya no lo seré. Como verá, ahora soy florista, príncipe.—le sonrió apenas. Aegon miró a la mujer levantarse y volver a la carreta, dejando la pala y empujando las herramientas a la siguiente cantera.

—... ¿Esto es por el compromiso?—

—Creo que es evidente.—

—Sabes que no me importa ese arreglo.—ella no contestó—. ¿Vas a ignorar esto que tenemos?—____ se cansó de disimular esa cortesía, y al ver que no había nadie cerca, lo enfrentó.

—Tú eres un príncipe, yo una criada... No hay nada, no somos NADA. Asi que olvídate de lo que sea que teníamos antes y enfócate en tus obligaciones.—

A ambos le dolió aquello.

Ese "nada"... No era tan así.

Ellos se amaban, se deseaban. Pero entendían que nunca podría funcionar. Al menos la mujer lo entendía. Aegon se aferraba con fuerzas.

—No... No digas eso.—Aegon quiso tomar sus manos, pero ella lo apartó. Eso solo hizo que Aegon se sintiera aún más herido—. Tenemos algo aquí, no puedes solo... Hacer de cuenta que no pasó.—

—Puedo y lo haré... Asi que si no te molesta, tengo cosas que hacer.—Un horrible pesar se instaló en el pecho de Aegon, y sus ojos comenzaron a cristalizarse.

—Sabes que yo no quería esto... No quiero a Helaena.—

—No importa.—

—Si importa. ____...—sollozó bajito al sentir que Aegon tomaba sus mejillas con cierta desesperación—. Tú deberías ser mi esposa, la madre de mis hijos... Te los daré, tendremos hijos.—

—¿Siquiera piensas en lo que dices?—____ lo empujó apenas—. ¿Crees que tendré tus hijos, condenándolos a ser simples bastardos? Ni siquiera podrías reconocerlos.—

—No es asi...—

—Ante la sociedad ellos serían un error, incluso correrían peligro. Y yo... Yo sería una puta... No quiero eso.—____ secó torpemente sus lágrimas, intentando recobrar la compostura—. Ya olvídalo, Aegon... Fue bonito solo... Solo recordémoslo asi.—

La chica dejó el jardín, y el príncipe no se sintió capaz de seguirla y recibir otra negativa.

No podía creer como de la mañana a la noche todo se había ido al diablo.

Algunas semanas habían pasado desde que Aegon se comprometió con Helaena, y para estrés de Alicent, Aegon no quería cumplir con sus obligaciones. No quería embarazar a Helaena. Por consecuencia, no había herederos en camino.

—No quiero... ¿Quieres obligarme a meter la verga en mi hermana, madre?—

Un cachetazo resonó en el lugar, y los consejeros de la mesa evitaron mirar a la reina y a su hijo.

—No tienes idea del esfuerzo que hicimos para ponerte en ese asiento, Aegon.—El rey no flaqueó, manteniéndole la mirada.

—No pedí ningún esfuerzo de tu parte, madre...—se inclinó sobre la mesa—. Pregúntale a Aemond si quiere colaborar con tu causa.—se levantó de la mesa, y todos lo imitaron. Salió del salón sin enfocarse en la mujer que lo seguía de cerca.

—Hiciste una escena ahí atrás.—

—Tú fuiste la que me golpeó, madre. A mi, al rey... debería castigarte por tal atrevimiento.—El hombre bajó las escaleras enseguida, pero su madre lo tomó del brazo y lo arrastró hacia el pequeño balcón que daba al jardín interno.

—Debes engendrar un heredero, Aegon... Quieras o no.—

—De querer, quiero, madre. Mucho, en realidad.—le sonrió con cierta falsedad—. Pero no quiero que salga de Helaena.—

—¿y de quién entonces?—Aegon desvió la mirada hacia el jardín, y Alicent miró hacia el mismo lado. Frunció el ceño al ver a aquella mucama—. Eso es una tontería, no es posible.—

—Bueno, solo de ella quiero bebés... Solo la quiero a ella. Asi que revisa la idea de que Aemond embarace a Helaena.—dejó el balcón—. No te preocupes, trataré bien a mis sobrinos.—

Alicent miró a su hijo salir del lugar, estaba sumamente molesta. Solo entonces volteó al jardín de nuevo. La joven plantaba jazmines, aquellas flores que ella misma había pedido para el jardín.

Parecía feliz con su nuevo trabajo, y desde el anuncio de la boda no volvió a acercarse a Aegon. La chica sabía que debía hacerse a un lado. Y justo por ello Alicent no la echó de la fortaleza. Pero a pesar de ya no frecuentar a su hijo, el fantasma de su relación aún trababa el compromiso de sus hijos.

—Se ven hermosos.—

____ levantó la mirada de las flores, sintiendo absoluto terror al ver a Alicent de pie a sus espaldas. Se reincorporó enseguida.

—Me alegra que le gusten, Majestad... Las escogí para usted. Oh, y en este otro cantero pondré gladiolos verdes.—

—No conozco esas flores.—

—Son maravillosas, lo prometo... Harán buen contraste con el blanco de los jazmines.—Alicent apenas sonrió por un segundo—. ¿Necesitaba algo, majestad?—

—No realmente, solo quería saber... Si Aegon te ha estado molestando en estos dias.—

____ sabía... Que Alicent sabía de sus encuentros con Aegon. No se haría la tonta.

—No, majestad... Cuando cambié mi trabajo le dejé muy en claro que yo ya no... Quería problemas.—Se removió incómoda—. No ha vuelto a buscarme.—

—Pero sabes que aún te tiene en vista ¿Verdad?—

—Mirar no es un delito, majestad... No lo hace menos inapropiado pero-

—No lo dejes acercarse.—Alicent la miró con severidad—. No caigas en sus tonterías, no te metas en problemas por él... Solo eso quiero advertirte. Sigue con tu trabajo aquí, te gusta ¿No?—la chica asintió—. Si mantienes un perfil bajo, puedes quedarte en esta área. Eso te lo prometo.—

—Haré lo posible por quedarme aquí, como florista... Gracias, majestad.—

Alicent acunó su mejilla con una falsa maternidad, una que a ____ le causó nauseas. Entendía el desagrado de Aegon por su madre ahora, era una pira de falsedad y desagrado. La reina dejó el jardín sin saber que su hijo, tal y como lo hacía cada vez que podía, espiaba a la mujer. Vio toda la escena, más no escuchó bien la charla.

En cuanto Alicent se fue, ____ juntó sus cosas y se marchó del jardín. Aegon la siguió enseguida. Y apenas la florista entró al cuarto de herramientas, el rey cerró la puerta tras de sí.

—¿Qué diablos estás-

—¿Ella te amenazó? ¿Te lastimó?—Aegon se acercó preocupado a ella.

—No, vete.—apartó las manos que intentaron tomar sus mejillas—. Me meterás en problemas, Aegon. Largo de aqui.—____ acomodó las herramientas en los estantes, para luego lavar sus manos en el agua de un gran barril y secarse con su delantal. Refrescó su cuello también—. Saldré primero, luego tú... Y no vuelvas a buscarme.—

—... ¿Tan rápido dejaste de quererme?—____ dejó de respirar con aquello.

—No hagas esto, Aegon.—Quiso dirigirse a la puerta, pero Aegon le cortó el paso.

—Responde... Por favor... Porque yo nunca podría dejar de amarte.—la miró con total desesperación—. Y si mi madre te asustó o-

—Me pidió que me alejara de ti... O me sacaría de la fortaleza.—____ suspiró cansada—. ¿Eso quieres? ¿Que me echen a la calle? ¿Que termine en el burdel para poder sobrevivir?—

—Jamás permitiría eso.—

—¡Entonces no me causes problemas!—se rompió un poco—. ¿crees que es fácil para mi estar ignorándote todo el tiempo? ¿Hacer de cuenta que no te veo en cada esquina mirándome?—

—Pediste que no me acercara, eso hago.—

—Ser un maldito acosador no es mejor, Aegon... Cumple tus deberes al menos, no provoques la ira de tu madre.—

—Prefiero no provocar la tuya.—____ suspiró en cuanto Aegon rodeó su cintura con una mano, y la restante se aferró a su nuca—. Dime... si el hecho de verme abrazar a otra no te molesta... Que cargue a un hijo que no sea tuyo... Que toque a otra de esta forma.—la pegó aún más a él—. Dime qué opinas de ello.—

—Nada, no opino nada. La servidumbre no opina.—

—Tú no eres una sirvienta... Eres mi amante, el amor de mi vida.—Aegon inclinó su rostro sobre el ajeno, rozando apenas su nariz con la suya—. Asi que dime... ¿Qué opinas de verme con Helaena?—no respondió—. ¡Dime!—

—¡Que debería ser yo!—lo apartó de un empujón al verlo intentar besarla—. ¿Eso querías escuchar, eh?—

—Si, totalmente.—

—Púdrete, eres un idiota.—

La mujer quiso esquivarlo para salir finalmente, pero Aegon la atrapó entre sus manos, besándola con desesperación. Se aferró a ella con necesidad, creyendo que si aflojaba aunque sea un poco su agarre, ella se esfumaría.

—Yo también quiero que seas tú, ____... Tú y solo tú.—besó su cuello, sintiendo cómo se tensaba con el gesto—. Mi esposa, la madre de mis hijos... Todo.—

—Pero no es posible, Aegon... Cuanto antes lo aceptemos, más sencillo será.—

—No, amor... No hay forma de que se haga más sencillo.—Aegon deslizó sus dedos por la camisa de la mujer, desabrochando los botones uno por uno—. No pienso tocar a Helaena... No pienso tocar a ninguna que no seas tú. MI mujer, mi esposa... Yo soy tuyo, ____. Totalmente... Por favor, deja de apartarme... Duele mucho aquí.—tomó la mano ajena, llevándola a su pecho.

—Pero tu madre...—

—Que se pudra mi madre, que se pudran todos...—Aegon tensó la mandíbula al sentir la mano de la mujer subir a su cuello de forma lenta—. Solo importamos tú y yo ahora.—

—... ¿Me prometes que no me echarán a la calle?—

—Lo prometo.—besó la palma de la mano que acunó su mejilla—. Nadie te pondrá un dedo encima... Nadie te dirá ni exigirá nada... Nadie te tratará mal... Porque tú eres mi reina, y eres digna del respeto de todo el reino.—

—No me importa el respeto de nadie, ni ser reina de nada.—____ presionó sus mejillas, obligándolo a agacharse un poco—. Solo quiero amarte tal y como te mereces... Sin miedo a que terminemos colgados en plena plaza.—

Aegon miró ese par de ojitos asustados brillar al verlo, expectantes de su respuesta.

—... ¿No dejaste de amarme entonces?—

—Ni un poquito.—

El hombre sintió que su pecho explotaba con aquello, y no se aguantó la necesidad de devorar los labios ajenos.

En cuanto ____ se aferró a su cuello con desesperación, correspondiendo su beso con tanta urgencia como la propia, Aegon decidió que le haría frente a su madre y quien sea que se oponga a su relación.

Lo único que el rey necesitaba era a esa florista bajita decirle al oído cuánto lo había extrañado y cuánto lo amaba. Nada más.

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"Good night, princess. My prince" Rowena's maid said as she left their room.

"I am so tired" Rúben sighed, stretching before getting into bed. 

"Of course you are" Rowena whispered to herself.

"Aren't you coming?"

"Yes" she said, getting up from her dressing table.

"Hey!" Rúben complained as a pillow hit him. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing" she said, throwing another pillow to the bed.

"Are you asking for a fight?" he asked with a cheeky smile.

"No" she replied, throwing two more pillows.

"Then what are you doing? Why do you need so many pillows?"

"Because I'm building a wall."

"Again?" Rúben chuckled.

"Yes, again" Rowena said while putting the pillows in place.

"Why?"

"Because I want to."

"Rowena…"

"That's my name."

"What happened? Why are you doing this?"

"Because I want to. Good night, husband" she said, giving her back to him and closing her eyes. But not because she was sleepy. It was to stop her from crying. Again. It was everything she had done since she had heard the servants talk, since she had found out about Iris. 

"Are you alright? You didn't seem yourself at lunch, and at dinner you barely said a word. Rowena…"

"Don't touch me!" she spatted when she felt his hand on her arm.

"What is wrong with you?"

"Nothing! I just want to sleep in peace. Is that possible?"

"I… Yes, of course" Rúben said, the confusion in his voice making the pain on Rowena's chest grow a bit more. But he deserved it. He had been lying to her, playing with her feelings. And she had been a fool, falling for it all. For his small gestures, for his nice words, for his smiles. But not anymore. Not anymore.

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"Excuse me, my prince."

"What is it?" Rúben asked as he took off his boots. 

News of the enemy moving closer to their borders had reached the palace that morning, and he had spent the whole day with the new soldiers, making sure they were ready. Every muscle on his body ached and he couldn't wait to get into a warm bath, to just relax and not worry about anything. Though he knew that would not be happening. He would start thinking about Rowena.

The training had kept his mind busy and he hadn't had time to think about her, about whatever was going on with her. In just a few hours, she had gone from being all smiles and blushed cheeks around him, to not wanting him to touch her, to building a literal wall between them. And he still didn't know why.

"It's the princess."

"What about her?"

"I can't find her."

"You what?" Rúben said, getting up from his chair and almost tripping with his boots. "What do you mean you can't find her? We just had dinner together."

"And then she said she was going out to the gardens because her head hurt and needed some fresh hair, and we haven't seen her again."

"Have you sent someone to the gardens? Have you made sure she isn't there?"

"Yes, my prince" the maid said. "I asked some servants to help me look for her, and nothing."

"What about the stables?"

"Nothing either. We've looked everywhere and we haven't been able to find her. It's like she is…"

"Gone" Rúben whispered, sitting down again. Could she… Could she have run away again? Could that be the reason why she had been acting so weird?

"My prince, what should we do?" the maid asked. "Should we alert someone? I worry something bad may have happened to her."

"We…"

"Sorry to interrupt, my prince" a servant said after knocking on the door. "But there is someone waiting for you in the kitchens."

"For me?"

"Yes. He says it is important, that it is about the princess."

"Rowena" Rúben said, putting on his boots as fast as he could and leaving his room.

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"Bruno?" Rúben said with a confused look when he walked into the kitchens.

"My prince" the young boy replied, bowing his head.

"What are you doing here?"

"Iris sent me, my prince."

"Iris?" he asked. Why would she had sent Bruno all the way to the summer palace and at night? He was a clever boy, but it was dangerous. 

"Yes, my prince. She is with her."

"Who is?"

"The princess. Lady Rowena. She is with Iris."

"She is…" And that was when realization hit him. Rowena knew. She had somehow found out about Iris, and that was why she had been acting so weird. But why had she gone to see her? What was she planning? Could she… No. Rowena would never hurt anyone. She only attacked to defend herself. Though what if she felt attacked by Iris? What if she saw her as an enemy? As a threat? No. She wasn't the jealous type either. And that would mean that she felt something for him. He had noticed things here and there that made him believe that it was the case, but he wasn't sure anymore. "Did you bring a horse?"

"Yes, my prince."

"Good. Then meet me outside the south wall. Let's go find my wife before she does something she may regret."

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LABYRINTH [22]

PAIRING. haechan x fem!oc

WARNINGS. language

SUMMARY. hyuck and via have been in the same friend group for years, pero dahil sa dalang nila mag-interact, everyone thinks they don’t like each other. siguro ‘di lang talaga sila close… right?

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013. elia iii

house of lies, city of blood

asoiaf ff | fem!oc centric

summary: the mountain and the viper word count: 803 warnings: non-graphic descriptions of injuries and blood, decapitation, mentioned rape

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She had awoken long before the break of dawn, and had found nothing better to do than train her lance work in the courtyard.

It had been boring, being all alone, wishing for Elle to get better so that she had a proper sparring partner again, when three things happened in rapid succession.

First, the front gate opened and Elle stumbled in. Bloody, dirty, half a corpse.

Second, said gate was thrown off its hinges as a giant of a man burst in. It didn’t take a lot of guesswork to figure out who he was.

Third, Elle collapsed to the ground next to the fountain, and the Mountain went on the attack.

Elia had never been in a proper fight despite years of wishing and yearning, yet there was no hesitance in her movements as she ran to defend her sister.

The Mountain seemed surprised to see her attack him, and as he had no weapon on hand she was able to quickly wound him several times with her lance. Yet once he had caught himself and fought back, her advantage diminished rapidly.

No matter how fast she was, no matter how quickly she was able to evade his punches and kicks, she was not able to kill him. He broke her lance and with a single hit threw her several metres back, her body slamming into a pillar and tumbling to the ground.

It took far too long for her eyes to regain their focus. She watched the Mountain ripping the head off a City Watchman and taking his sword for himself, the blade seeming nothing more than a toothpick in his hands.

Her mind was racing trying to find a way to defeat the monster. Goldcloaks streamed into their manse’s courtyard, almost a dozen now surrounding the rabid beast mindlessly hacking at them.

“Mountain!”

Her father’s voice echoed around the yard, and all heads turned towards him. He was running down the balcony’s steps in only his pants, yet the mere tone of his voice was enough to send a shiver down her back.

“Was my sister not enough? Did you now have to come for my daughters as well?” He stretched out his arm and caught the spear thrown by Ryon Allyrion.

The Mountain brought down his sword, yet her father was already far away. Nothing the monster did had any impact, no hit landing, no swing connecting.

She was almost in a trance watching her father. His movements flowed so seamlessly into each other, each step taken as if he was dancing, every draw of blood not violent but beautiful. Of course, she had seen her father fight before, but nothing compared to the prowess displayed here and now.

Some of the City Watchmen tried to come to his aid, yet he shooed them away whenever they tried.

“Do you even know who I am?”

“A traitor,” the Mountain said with a cough. “Harbouring another traitor.”

Her father laughed. “I will be the man that kills you. Just as you killed my sister, Elia Martell, and her children.”

He slashed at the back of the beast’s knee, eliciting a loud shout and bringing him to fall.

“You raped her, do you remember?” he screamed. “You raped her and then crushed her head the way you did with her son! They returned home in pieces!”

The Mountain tried to get back to his feet, yet was dealt several slashes in rapid succession to his upper body in response.

“And now you were planning the same fate for my daughters! Did Tywin Lannister send you here as well? To erase the final trace of their legacy?”

“I came to finish that bitch Pala-”

“Silence!” Her father slammed the back of his spear across the monster’s face, before burying its point in his chest. “I wanted to savour this moment, to have you confess what everyone already knew. You deserve a slow death. But for my family’s safety, I need to ensure you will never again harm anyone again.”

He stepped back from the writhing and moaning body on the ground and towards her grandfather, accepting the outstretched sword. Twisting and twirling it, he paced around the Mountain, who, despite all his injuries, had managed to turn onto all fours.

“In the name of Doran of the House Nymeros Martell, Prince of Dorne, I, Prince Oberyn Nymeros Martell, sentence you to death for the murders of Elia Martell, and Rhaenys and Aegon Targaryen.”

The Mountain spat blood onto the ground. “Fuck off.”

“You were always destined to die today.”

And with a final shout, he brought down the sword on the Mountain’s neck, cutting his head clean off. The body dropped to the ground with a loud thud, the head rolling over so that its empty eyes stared directly at her.

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lowkey! nine— hard to get ka daw

"thanks for today!" you beamed as you bid xiao and hutao goodbye. "it's nothing, gusto ka lang namin i-surprise." xiao said, a ghost of a smile adorning his face, hutao simply smirking in the back before she calls out for kazuha who was relaxing on the couch with your cat—maki. "bye din kazuha!!" him and xiao just stared at each other before kazuha ended the silent staring competition after maki jumped off kazuha's lap and walked away, while he waved back to hu tao with a polite smile.

you watched the pair walk back to their car and drive off, waiting for a moment before locking the door and plopping down on the couch with your boyfriend. "na saan si maki?" kazuha chuckled, running his fingers through your hair as you laid on his chest. "umalis siya kanina," and as if on cue, your cat jumps onto him and makes himself comfortable on your boyfriend's chest too. "dapat pala mas madalas wala si kuya." you sighed in content, closing your eyes—wanting to rest after a long day. "rest ka muna, love. i'll wake you up pag malapit na kuya mo." and just before you could reply, kazuha's phone chimed and the notification itself was able to make your stomach churn.

"huh? ba't may pa-heart pa sa name?" you scowled, pushing yourself up to sit properly and face your boyfriend. "it's not what you think," kazuha thinks of any possibilities that someone could've put yunjin's number on his phone, cause he knows damn well he never saved it. "sinave siguro ni hu tao sa phone ko. i already told you before that i never saved it, right?" he assured you, taking your hand in his and giving it a comforting squeeze. this is kazuha we're talking about, your boyfriend of 10 months who agreed to keep your relationship a secret because of your issues, he would never lie to you and you trust him with all your heart.

"when i replied to her a while ago, i didn't have any intentions of building a romantic connection with her or anything. though i can show you off in front of in front of many people, always know that i love you and that i'd wait for you till you're ready." his words make you tear up and bit, moving closer to pull him in a hug. "i love you too, i'm sorry for reacting a bit iffy. knowing what she feels and how she goes on about it just makes me a bit mad sometimes."

"it's fine, love. everytime you feel insecure, everytime you feel doubt, everytime you feel anxious, i'll always be here to remind you that i love you." he hummed, pulling away from your hug to press a small peck on your cheek. that's right, you have nothing to worry about.

—bonus!

"HUY HALA, WRONG ACCOUNT! DELETE DELETE DELETE DELETE" yn said frantically as she deleted her most recent tweet, whereas kazuha just watched in amusement as he checked the gc. "kinabahan saglit katabi niya? ba't siya kinakabahan? ano ba karapatan niya?" kazuha started rambling with slightly furrowed brows and a small pout. then he turned to you who was biting back a laugh, your expression making his own more pleasant. "ang cute mo mag-selos." you laughed, throwing your head back in amusement.

"'kala mo naman di siya nag-seselos kanina.." your boyfriend teased, pinching your cheeks softly. "hard to get ka daw.. eh ikaw nga unang umamin satin! tsaka ba't ako mag-seselos dun, sino ba siya?" you rolled your eyes as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. "sige sabi mo eh." "putanginamo di nga 'yon selos!"

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Saan Ka? | Ikadalawampu't Siyam na Kabanata

Choi Seungcheol x reader filo!smau

Paano kung sa paghahanap mo ng true love, ang makakatuluyan mo pala ay hindi ang kasama mong kumain sa date kundi ang naglilista ng order niyong pagkain?

A/N: OMG FINALLY NAKAPAGUPDATE NA RIN HAHAHA di ko na ipapagbukas toh kasi in dire need na tayo na makapagupdate ako. For everyone's reference, Enchanted Kingdom po yung setting ng story hehe. Enjoy reading caratdeuls!

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Frustrated, you shut your phone off before putting it back in your pocket. You glanced at Seungcheol and halatang kausap niya rin mga tropa niya based on how hard he was typing on his phone.

Seungcheol then looked back up to you, seeing the same exact expression on your face.

It was obvious right then and there that the both of you had no fucking idea what to do.

"So…" Cheol started. You hummed, fiddling with your jacket. All the while avoiding his eyes.

"May hinihintay ka bang kasama?" He asked, wholeheartedly hoping na wala kang kadate na kikitain ngayon.

You contemplated on how to answer his question. On one hand, you wanted to tell him the truth that you were just planning to meet up with your friends. On the other hand, you wanted to lie and say yes.

Hayst. Bitter ako pero di ako liar liar pants on fire.

"Yep," you nodded, "Yung mga kaibigan ko lang. Although base sa mga reply nila sa mga message ko, mukhang solo rider ako ngayon." You huffed, remembering how you basically rushed your plates para lang makasama ka sa gala niyo today.

"Wait, what do you mean?" Cheol furrowed his eyebrows, wondering and hoping na isang coincidence lang ang lahat ng 'to at hindi pinlano ng mga barkada ninyo.

That's when he noticed your matching outfits.

White and jeans.

"Anak ng pocha!"

"Ay bwiset!" You immediately exclaimed, startled by the loudness of his voice. Looking at your reaction with your hands on your chest, Cheol almost laughed if he wasn't so distracted by his realization of both of your situations.

You outstretched your arms towards him signaling for him to calm down, "Bakit? Anong meron?"

Cheol closed his eyes and took a deep breath. You can hear him muttering something similar to a… countdown?

Putek bakit naman biglang nagbibilang 'to from ten pababa? Favorite movie siguro nito yung Kita-Kita nina Empoy tsaka Alessandra de Rossi.

Ay oo nga pala, uncultured nga pala tong kausap ko.

You waited for him to respond, pursing your lips. To be honest, 'di mo alam kung ano ba talaga iisipin mo as of now. All you knew is that iniwan kang mag-isa ng mga kaibigan mo sa EK.

When you saw him open his eyes, you raised your eyebrows at him as if to ask if everything's okay. He nodded before responding to your question.

"'wag kang magagalit sa sasabihin ko ah pero I think they set us up."

Confusion. That's what painted your face the moment he said it.

"Huh?"

"They set us up."

"... As in…?"

"Iniwan nila tayo sa EK nang mag-isa."

"So…?"

"Nasa date tayo. We're having a blind date."

You stared at him and he stared back, waiting for everything to click in your mind.

You blinked, "huh?"

"Nak ng. HIPPIEDOODLEDOO! MAY HIPPIEDOODLEDOO TAYO!"

Cheol saw how your face lit up in realization only to look sad, and disappointed even, the next second. It was then his turn to be confused upon seeing your reaction.

You sighed looking down at your feet, "Sorry Cheol."

"Huh? Bakit ka naman nagsosorry?"

"Nadamay ka pa kasi sa kalokohan ng mga kaibigan ko."

Cheol still didn't fully understand why you were sorry. It isn't as if your friends are the only ones to blame when his own friends also left him there.

"I know na magiging issue lang 'to sa inyong dalawa ni Jane kaya okay lang kung magdecide kang umuwi na lang."

Cheol blinked once, twice, before responding, "Huh?"

"Ampotek lutang ka rin ba?"

"No no I meant bakit mo naman nasabi yun?"

"Lutang ka nga talaga." You sighed frustratedly. Alam mong di naman unusual ang sabog moments sa buhay ng mga college students pero 'di naman to the point na makakalimutan mong may kalovelife ka nga pala.

Cheol tried to explain but you were already walking away from him.

"Okay lang talaga Cheol kahit iwan mo na ako rito. Susulitin ko lang binayad ko sa entrance fee bago ako umuwi. Halos 500 pesos din yun 'no." You said nonchalantly. You tried your best to not let him see how your current situation affected you. That's why you kept on walking as fast as you could, facing away from him.

He chased after you all day, ride after ride, trying to explain what really happened. It was only when the both of you were situated on the very back of the Space Shuttle cart that Cheol was finally able to make you listen to what he had to say.

"Wait yn, let me explain muna bago ka magsalita ulit. Please." He begged.

Fuck. Wag kang ganyan Chie. Alam mong weakness ko yang pout mo.

"Fine. Sige, explain."

Cheol smiled brightly, finally feeling relieved that he got to explain his side. By this point, the ride had already started and was slowly creeping backwards and upwards, trying to build up its momentum.

"Okay so wala na talaga kami." You raised your eyebrows in shock and were already opening your mouth to react before being interrupted by him.

"Wait! Quiet ka muna!" He put his finger on your lips, effectively shushing you.

You feel your cheeks warm up upon feeling his finger on your lips but thankfully, he didn't seem to notice. He was too focused on whatever he was trying to say to see your wide eyes and nervous gulp.

"Matagal na kaming wala. I ended things with her nung narealize ko na hindi pala siya ang talagang sinisigaw ng puso ko. Ang poetic ampotek pero what I'm saying is true. 'Di talaga siya ang para sa akin kasi ikaw ang gusto ko, yn. Ikaw lang at wala nang iba." If your eyes could get even bigger, it probably did. You tried to reply to his confession but you didn't get a chance to with how he basically rapped his explanation to you.

"Apparently, tanga lang pala talaga ako sa nararamdaman ko kasi kahit pala si Jane napansin na niya rin yung feelings ko sa'yo way before ko marealize na may feelings pala ako sa'yo. Si Wonwoo nga halos ibalibag na ako sa sobrang inis niya dahil sa pagkamanhid ko sa sarili ko eh. In fact, I think siya nga ang may pakana ng lahat ng ito kasi siya lang naman ang may ganito kalaking braincell sa aming apat na magtotropa. Anyways, I just wanted to let you know na this wasn't your fault and I truly like you in a romantic way."

It was silent for a few seconds. Cheol was still holding your lips hostage with his finger. He then looked up before saying out loud, "I should probably say thank you sa tropa nating dalawa."

Cheol heard you mumble something incoherent, scrunching his eyebrows in confusion. You pointed at his finger on your lips which made him remove it immediately, his cheeks turning red as cherry upon realizing what he did (he then swore he will never tell you how he essentially engraved in his mind the feeling of your lips on his finger until the day he dies).

"Wait," Cheol said before you got any word out, "nakasakay ba tayo sa rollercoaster?"

Confused, you nodded yes.

"Fuck."

"Bakit?"

"May fear of heights ako."

Click.

Clack.

Silence.

The cart was then released.

You definitely will need to get your ears and hand checked after this ride.

Cheol was screaming—scratch that, screeching— while he held on to your hand for dear life all throughout the ride. It was so bad to the point na nagulat ka na lang na hindi pa nagsuka si Cheol pagkatayo na pagkatayo ninyo.

Kung mayroon pang ikapuputla ang mukha ni Cheol, it definitely did at the time. You even bought him his favorite ice cream para lang mahimasmasan siya.

You let him relax himself for a few minutes before getting his attention.

He looked up to you while eating his ice cream, "Hmm? Bakit?"

You giggled at how cute he looked right now before replying, "I like you too Chie."

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ch.15: the spectre sisters

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Fandom: Sailor Moon (Crystal)

Rewrite of season 2, AU-ish in that there’s new OCs and the fusion of plots from the manga, crystal and the og series

Pairings: Eventual OFC x OMC, Usagi x Mamoru

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"Shadows are more than just shadows. There's an entire world of them," Princess Reign had her hands over her heart. "Shadows of us, of the lost, of the dead, they're all sealed away in another world and to get to that world...you literally have to go through me."

"The Shadow Crystal is embedded in your heart. Doesn't that pose a threat to you?" Endymion inquired, looking very concerned at her with the news.

"The Crystal doesn't hurt anyone. All it does is hide, and in return it gives you small gifts," Reign smiled.

"But it's not what made you a…?"

"Sailor Scout? No," Reign laughed. "The Crystal was a responsibility bestowed to me by the Gods. Being a Sailor Scout was my birthright."

"And yet you don't…"

"Practice? No. My mother won't allow it."

"There's a lot of things your mother doesn't allow," Endymion noted. He wondered how she hadn't gone mad with resentment.

"Yeah. Even though I'm sure she doesn't follow her own rules either."

"How so?"

Reign looked around before speaking again. As far from home as she was, she was always careful about speaking so freely. "I'm pretty sure she's found our sister civilization and has contact with them."

"You mean Obscurius?" Endymion vaguely remembered her mentioning it once but she never really went into detail about it.

"Yeah, them. They're supposed to be like a civilization close to our abilities and yet we are not allowed to speak with them," Reign leaned against a stone pillar. Her eyes drifted once more to the sky above. "When I am Queen, I'm going to take down all those rules and I am going to welcome anyone who wishes to live in peace. I will not rule like my mother who is governed by paranoia. My Kingdom will be all of people, Shadows...humans…" she smiled purposely at Endymion, "...anyone so long as they want peace."

A tall, blonde haired girl trudged behind Meroko and Asteria into the cafe shop where the rest of the girls were waiting. After getting settled (and ordering), they began to discuss business.

"She's going to enroll in school as our cousin, under the name Emica Pala," Asteria informed the group.

"I don't see why I have to give myself a ridiculous human name," huffed Emica herself. Her dark blue eyes flickered side to side, giving the impression she was not yet convinced of the new world.

"Because we can't just call you 'Siren'," Minako said, earning a hard glare in return. "It would give up your identity," Minako added what she thought would finish convincing Emica that it was the better option.

"Sure," Emica rolled her eyes. Unazuki turned on the blender from the counter and made Emica nearly spring into her feet.

"Easy there, Black Canary, it's just a blender," Azula motioned Emica to sit back down. The blonde gave a questionable stare in response. "It's a comic? She has the ability to scream as deadly as you?" Azula waited a moment but once again, Emica looked confused, prompting Azula to shake her head. "Never mind."

"These humans…" Emica looked around the room again as she sat down, "... they're very advanced now, aren't they?" She eyed the blender on the counter that, in her opinion, was way too loud.

"In comparison to the last time you saw them? I'm sure we are," Azula smiled.

"Emica never saw the humans in our past lives," Meroko explained. "Except for the time Princess Reign stepped out from the Shadow Barrier."

"So what did you do all day?" Usagi wondered.

Emica sighed. She'd been warned by her comrades that she would be subjected to various questions by the girls. "I made sure the palace was protected. Given my abilities, I was named head militarist of Shadow. It was my task to make sure no foreign threat invaded the palace and the kingdom."

"If you could hypnotize people the way you did two days ago, then that palace must have been safe all the time," Makoto meant that as nothing but a compliment. It seemed to work for a minute.

Emica rested a cheek on her hand and produced a fine smirk. "My songs are the best in the whole universe. However," her smirk faded, "it wasn't enough to stop whatever the hell killed the humans back then."

"It was the Moon Kingdom's fault," Asteria was kind enough to tell her, instigating the offended 'hey's!' from the others.

"It really wasn't," Rei snapped. "Nobody is at fault for Queen Metaria's attacks."

"Okay let's get back to business please," Azula lightly clapped her hands before the two girls got into another argument. "Emica, we're having trouble finding Princess Reign and stopping Senka altogether…"

Emica snorted lightly. "I imagine you would be. Senka is no ordinary enemy."

"You know something we don't?" Ami inquired curiously, ready to listen to anything new that could help them stop Senka.

Emica gave a light shrug of her shoulders. She lowered her hands to her lap and sighed. "Senka was a dark legend that Queen Nyx once told me about. She told me about our dark enemies so that if I once had the unfortunate luck to meet one of them, I would be prepared."

"What did she say about Senka?" Minako asked.

"Senka is a creature that's made up of three different beings," Emica motioned with her hands in the air. "Queen Nyx said that these three beings were the Shadow Dominion-counterparts of actual, living people. Warriors."

"Do you know who those warriors were?" Makoto asked.

Emica nodded. "They were Sailor Scouts' shadows. One was unknown, but Queen Nyx assured me that this shadow was the counterpart of a powerful Sailor Scout. As for the other two Scouts…" Emica gave a tilt of her head, "I'm sure you know."

"We really doubt that," Rei said flatly.

"Sailor Reign and Sailor Moon."

Usagi squeaked in her chair. Her eyes widened and she pointed at herself to make sure Emica had just said her name.

Emica nodded her head again. "Sailor Moon was always a Scout to come therefore her shadow always existed in the Shadow Dominion."

"But I'm not…" Usagi didn't want the others to think she was being modest or anything because she really didn't consider herself all that of a good warrior.

Emica playfully rolled her eyes. "You possess the power of life and healing. Sailor Reign controls Shadows, and the third scout possessed powers of destruction. You three together are…"

"Invincible," Meroko rubbed her face, feeling that pressure rise tenfold. "That's great. Really."

Usagi scratched the back of her head and sheepishly smiled. "Sorry?"

"Don't do that," Azula told her right away then looked to Emica. "How do we stop Senka?"

"Are you kidding?" Meroko said with a face that assumed Azula had lost it.

"Hey, no matter how powerful, Senka has to have a weakness. Everyone does," Azula assured. "It's human nature."

"Senka's not human!"

"The concept still applies because it's basic biology." Azula looked at the rest of her friends to see if they were on the same page. "No matter how powerful someone is, they always have at least one weakness. And even if it's small, it's still a chance. And I don't know about you, but I'm taking at least one chance."

"She's right," Rei was the first to say. With determination, she directed her gaze to Emica. "So? What is it?"

Emica was troubled but she did have one idea that could prove to be useful. "Shadows from the Shadow Dominion can be destroyed if hit with a powerful attack. But, since Senka is made up of three shadows, you'd have to destroy each of those beings one by one."

"There you go," Azula proudly smiled.

"It's not easy!" Emica snapped.

"I never said it would be, but it's definitely a start."

Emica rubbed her forehead. "You don't understand. This attack I'm talking about? It has to be phenomenally big."

"Well, there's plenty of Sailor Scouts' power we can combine," Ami thought of the idea rather fast. "We could combine our powers and let Sailor Moon direct the attack."

Usagi squeaked again but this time out of fear. "M-me!?"

Azula laughed and clapped a hand over her shoulder. "It's definitely fitting."

"Great," Usagi suddenly felt like the air in her had gone without her permission.

~0~

Meroko and Asteria had made sure that their shared apartment felt like a comfortable home for them. The same feeling could not be shared by Emica. She had already gone through the entire place ten times and could not, for the life of her, find it suitable. The "luxuries" humans had in today's world seemed so pointless to her.

"And people just waste time watching this box?" Emica stared in disgust at the television in the living room. They were silly pictures moving and talking all day long.

"It's a big thing here," Meroko shrugged. "Don't worry, we don't use it much."

Emica turned around to her younger comrades. "Good. I should like to think that you haven't wasted time."

Asteria narrowed her eyes on the girl. "Of course we wouldn't. Finding Reign is our priority."

But something in Emica's face wasn't so convinced. "Really? So this Black Moon Clan I heard about earlier...you haven't helped with that?"

Meroko groaned. She forgot how difficult Emica was sometimes. Like Asteria, Emica prioritized her duties before anything. However, Emica spent more time ordering others than anything else. It shaped her personality into an assertive girl. It was great for ordering...but it conflicted with her comrades at times. She often forgot that while she was head of the Shadow military, she wasn't the head of their team. That belonged to someone else.

"Well of course we have," Meroko huffed and ignored the disapproving look she was getting. "What were we supposed to do? Let that ridiculously-named club destroy us?"

Emica released a small, frustrated sigh. She pinched the bridge of her nose, further annoying Meroko. "Our top priority is to find the Princess. Even finding Circe comes second. This Black Moon Clan is not our problem. It's those Moon descendants' issue."

"Yeah, but they're on the same planet that Reign is on so what if they hurt people and one of them ends up being Reign? Then what?"

Emica considered the idea with some degree of thought. She shook her hands and turned away. "We should be focusing all our resources on finding Reign."

"Hm, we've been trying," Asteria huffed and moved closer to her. "You wouldn't happen to know what Reign did with the Shadow Crystal?"

Emica's head was quick to snap in Asteria's direction. "Of course not," she said within the second. "A Sailor Scout should never know that type of information. Not even Circe knew...and she knew everything. We wouldn't like to become the next Forbidden Soldier, would we?"

Both Meroko and Asteria shook their heads.

"Look, Senka is searching for it," Meroko said. "She terrorizes the humans on a daily basis for it but she hasn't found it...and neither have we."

"The most logical thing would be for the Crystal to be hidden inside the unawakened princess," Emica leaned on a hip as she thought some more. "Therefore, the most logical thing to do would be to let Senka search the humans."

Asteria smirked. "That's exactly what Azula thought."

"Azula?" Emica ransacked her mind for the identities of each of the girls she had met earlier. "Is it the little redhead?"

"Yup. She's my favorite human."

"But don't get your hopes up," Meroko cut in before Emica said anything. "The others didn't go for it."

"Well" — Emica clapped her hands together — "since I am the second-in-command of the Shadow Scouts and therefore first at the moment, I am taking control of this mission."

"Emica—"

"We," Emica purposely spoke louder, "are Shadow Sailor Scouts and we do not answer to Silver Milleniums. They are the reason we're in this situation and the idea of them thinking they're in command is laughable. We no longer hold contact with them." Thinking she made her point, Emica walked into the room Meroko and Asteria had given her the previous night.

"I forgot she was annoying," Meroko admitted a few seconds later, and ignored the reprimanding glance of her sister.

~ 0 ~

"She's pretty but I can tell she's gonna be even more difficult than Asteria," Azula relayed what Emica was like to Mamoru as the two headed for Usagi's house. In comparison to the other Shadow scouts they had met, Emica seemed to have more tude.

"More?" Mamoru laughed shortly. He didn't think that was possible.

"You laugh now but you haven't met her. She has this...face...that screams 'bitch'."

"Okay, Azula, I think you're overrreacting—"

"Don't ever tell me I'm overacting. Serious bad move."

The two barely turned the corner of Usagi's house when the blonde girl herself crashed into them.

"Usagi I do get tired of these types of welcomings," Azula sighed and fixed blouse.

"I'm sorry but Chibiusa isn't home and my Mom literally yelled at me not to come home until she's back," Usagi said with nothing but irritation. "As if she didn't know Chibiusa's favorite sport was run and hide!"

"Usagi calm down, she's probably at the park," Mamoru said with a careless shrug of his shoulders.

"Yeah, we can go with you if you'd like," Azula smiled.

Usagi had no disagreements there. She happily took Mamoru's hand and walked together to the park. "What are you carrying an umbrella for?" she had spotted the red umbrella in Azula's hand.

"I thought it was going to rain," Azula admitted. Now it was her burden.

"It matches your hair," Usagi giggled.

"Yeah let's not talk about my hair issues, alright?" Azula smirked to the side when Usagi gasped in offence. It was then that Mamoru decided to walk between the two girls instead.

They made it to the park alive and sure enough spotted the pink-haired girl on the same bench they often did. As they neared, though, they noticed she was crying...and calling for her mother.

"Chibi—" Usagi barely got to call when Azula grabbed her arm to pull her back.

"What's that key she's holding?" the redhead pointed to the silver key in Chibiusa's hand.

"It looks...familiar," Mamoru remarked. He thought it looked kind of familiar...

"Mother, father, I want to go home!" Chibiusa raised the key high in the air.

Azula's eyes widened and her hand yanked Usagi back and forth. "Oh my God! It's the same key Reyna and Sailor Circe used to get back home!"

Mamoru realized she was right. That's why it seemed familiar. "Meaning she's about to go back to wherever she's from!"

Something white flashed on Chibiusa's forehead that momentarily blinded the trio. It lasted for a very short minute - perhaps half a minute - before Chibiusa fell back on the ground.

"Oh, I knew this would happen soon!" a new female voice said high and mighty.

A tall, pale woman in a baby-blue leotard and matching high-knee boots called for Chibiusa. The woman's white hair was put in a long braid that whipped side to side as she laughed. There was another braid going around her forehead, right over a black inverted crescent moon on her skin. It was the same moon that Koan had too. "I knew it was only a matter of time before you gave your location up, rabbit!"

Chibiusa was terrified of the woman but could not move away.

"Guys...good time to transform…" Azula muttered to the two friends standing beside her. "Go! Now!"

"Berthier, you know that I found her first!" Koan appeared behind her younger sister. She pointed a gloved finger at Berthier. "Now you should leave."

"Hm," Berthier tossed her braid behind her shoulder. "Might I suggest a little competition? First one to kill the rabbit is the winner?"

Koan smirked. "I'm never one to back from a challenge. Very well."

But Koan took another step, she was whacked against the head with a red umbrella. Koan fell to the ground with a loud groan.

Azula stood behind with wide blinking eyes and with her hands still clutching her umbrella in the air. She crossed gazes with Chibiusa on the ground and motioned with her head. "RUN!"

Chibiusa scrambled to get on her feet and ran in the same direction Azula had gone off in.

"Come back here!" Berthier shouted after them.

"Don't look back! Don't look back!" Azula warned Chibiusa when the two ran side-by-side. "Looking back makes you fall like in the movies!"

"Aha!" Chibiusa pushed herself so that she could run faster.

Berthier proved to be a quick runner as she glided through and up benches and chess tables. She started throwing lassos of water that snapped at each chance they got. Eventually, one of them tripped Chibiusa on her feet.

"Oh no you don't!" Azula skidded to a stop and turned right back around.

Berthier put her hands together and released a large strange force of water. Chibiusa scrunched her eyes shut and waited for the blow but it never came. She cracked open one eye and saw that Azula had jumped in front of her and was using her umbrella (which was now open) to take the blow.

"I can't believe this is working!" Azula laughed to herself.

Chibiusa managed one small smile on the ground. Suddenly, Berthier screamed. Her attack was cut off by a sharpened rose cutting her arm.

"When will you people learn that attacking innocent people and children is plain wrong?" Sailor Moon shook her head with Tuxedo Mask beside her.

"When will you quit making weird intros and just go for it?" Azula lowered her umbrella and scowled.

"It's you," Berthier growled at the two. "My sister Koan told me all about you. You're nuisances."

"And you're pale like a witch," Azula blurted and quickly regretted it when she got unamused glares from the three. She snapped her umbrella close and smiled. "I'm gonna go now…" she reached for Chibiusa's hand and turned them away, only to come face to face with Koan.

"Berthier, I think we'll have to call it a draw," Koan's lips turned into a sinister smirk.

Berthier shared the same smirk. "And I have the perfect way to break it. First one to get those two," she nodded to Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask, "wins all."

"I didn't take you to be such a dealer," Koan gazed at the 'tie breakers' with mirth. "I accept the new terms."

"I think it's time to call in for some back up," Tuxedo Mask murmured to Sailor Moon.

The blonde quickly agreed. She then gave a significant look towards Azula.

"What are you doing?" Chibiusa questioned the moment Azula flipped open her wrist watch.

"Calling for some additional help! Now stay behind me."

"But she's Sailor Moon," Chibiusa poked her head from behind Azula's legs. The two sisters had lunged on Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask.

"Yeah but there's nothing wrong in needing help from others," Azula shut her communicator after leaving the urgent message. "Now we should go." She took the girl's small hand and made a run for it.

Berthier caught the movement and fired an ice blast that converted itself into a fine ice wall preventing the girls from leaving. "And just so you don't get any ideas…" Berthier shot again and plastered Azula and Chibiusa against the ice wall, keeping them locked under ice covers.

"It's c-cold!" Chibiusa's teeth chartered to no end.

Berthier, pleased with her work, turned back to the ongoing fight.

~0~

"It was them," Meroko shut down her communicator and turned to Asteria. "The Black Moon Clan is at it again. We should—"

"Do nothing," Emica emerged from her bedroom. "It's not our problem." Her straight face indicated there was no point in arguing with her about it but that didn't stop Meroko from making her case.

"They are hurting our friends—"

"Friends?" Emica repeated, her eyebrows raising in confusion. "Are you forgetting that these 'friends' are the reason why we're in this situation in the first place?"

"Look, I get it, you're mad as hell. I was the same when I first realized who I was," Meroko tried to appeal to Emica's feelings. It was a horrible thing in the beginning when you remember your world was destroyed by third parties. "I nearly did the same thing you're trying to do right now. But separating myself from the other Scouts isn't gonna help anyone. We'll just speed up our Doomsday date."

"The Black Moon Clan is specifically after the Silver Millenniums, not us," Emica spoke purposely loud as if that would give her the authority she thought she had. "Our mission is separate. We do not meddle." Meroko's eyebrows furrowed together. Seeing that made Emica walk up to Meroko, purposely towering over her. "Stand down."

Meroko glanced at Asteria to see where her sister stood. Unfortunately, for the first time Asteria was completely indecisive. Meroko groaned. "Unbelievable!" She spat and stormed to the bedroom, making sure to slam the door as loud as possible.

~0~

Berthier and Koan had left their wicked bet up to their droids. Why should they get all dirty when the work could be done for them and they would still get the joy of taking everything in the end. Battling two foes with contrasting powers was no easy work. Thankfully, the rest of the Scouts joined in and gathered the needed numbers to destroy the droids with Sailor Moon's special power. But when they thought victory was finally within reach, a crack of thunder in the sky made them all freeze...including Berthier and Koan.

Azula noticed Chibiusa's increasing fear like she knew what was coming. She followed the young girl's gaze to the sky and saw a man with wild red hair and the same inverted black crescent moon on his forehead as the other women.

"Let's stop the playground thing, shall we?" the man designated his gaze to Berthier and Koan.

"Who the hell is that?" Sailor Jupiter was the one to command.

"One of the Black Moon family, Rubeus," the man answered with pride.

"Why are you after that girl?" Sailor Moon pointed at the frightened Chibiusa.

"We have a duty to change the future of this city. For that, we have to have this girl die."

"Haven't you heard that rewriting history is a dangerous thing?" Azula had to speak up. "You could essentially be writing yourself out of reality."

Rubeus paid no attention to her. All he saw was Chibiusa right beside her and acted. He brought up a fist that was soon engulfed with dark energy. He fired at Chibiusa but at the last moment Sailor Moon jumped in to block the attack with her own body.

"Sailor Moon!" Chibiusa cried out but the ice around her was far too strong to break through on her own.

Sailor Moon slowly picked herself up and faced Rubeus again. "She precious, and likes to play pranks, and very despicable, but, but…"

"It's the end," Rubeus laughed maniacally and went to give a second,ore fatal, attack. But, just mere seconds before he could fulfill his duty, a golden, shimmering boomerang sprang forwards and successfully hit Rubeus' hand.

Sailor Hemera stood proud and tall across the group. "I think not! The Silver Millenniums are not alone. This Sailor Scout from Shadow will stand by their side and protect that child."

Rubeus and the two sisters gasped upon hearing the familiar names. Could it be they had not only found the ancestors of the Crystal Tokyo, but also those of the Shadow race?

"Sailor Moon, do it now!" Sailor Hemera shouted at the blonde and hoped she wasn't too hurt to deliver one final attack.

She wasn't. Sailor Moon took out her Moon stick and used all her remaining energy to give a good blast of energy. "Moon princess halation!"

"Rubeus!" Koan shouted.

Rubeus had to hold himself up from the blast of stinging energy. "We have to retreat!" Without a question, the two sisters disappeared with him.

The ice wall holding Azula and Chibiusa melted into water, leaving them soaking wet on the ground. The others rushed to go see if they were okay.

"We're sure to get colds after this," Azula shivered and got up with the help of Venus.

Sailor Moon helped Chibiusa sit upright. Luckily, the girl seemed to be just fine...in what fit. "Chibiusa, please tell us the truth. You came from the future, didn't you?"

The pink haired girl's lip quivered as the questions came flying at her again.

"What's the tenth planet?"

"What's the family of the dark moon?"

"Did they do something to your mother?"

Chibiusa burst into tears. She threw her arms around Sailor Moon and asked for help. "My mother! Please help my mother! Sailor Moon! Please save my mother from those bad ones! She said that Sailor Moon and Sailor Reign would help me out!"

Poor Sailor Moon had no clue what to do with the crying child, and it seemed like the sentiment was shared among the rest.

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The Spot • Hobie Brown / Spider-punk

🌊 Avatar (James Cameron's)

Ao'nung

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Joaquín Torres

💭 Expanded Blorbo Universe (aka miscellaneous)

Reth (Palia)

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MCU: Bucky, Talos, Everett Ross

Insomniac's Spiderman: Peter Parker/Spider-man, Martin Li

Arcane: Ekko, Scar, Steb, Sevika

Helldivers II

Lethal Company

Travelers (2016)

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Capítulo 6: Parody

Historia de @ladyknightskye

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¿Cómo era la vida de Sam?

Quiero decir, ya era bastante evidente que se trataba de un incendio en un basurero, con todo el asunto de los Niños Especiales que condujo a la adicción a la sangre demoníaca que condujo a ser el recipiente de Lucifer. Su padre y su hermano habían estado en el Infierno y habían sido liberados, y el nuevo mejor amigo de su hermano era un Ángel del Señor. Para colmo, Sam estaba siendo coqueteado en equipo por dos arcángeles, uno era Satanás y el otro el Tramposo que lo había torturado en dos ocasiones.

¿Sería este un momento terrible para admitir que ya no estaba completamente seguro de dónde se encontraba en la escala de Kinsey?

Sam sintió que su vida se había convertido en una parodia de sí misma. Todas las cosas que antes lo angustiaban ahora estaban siendo interpretadas con humor, y cada situación se estaba volviendo más ridícula que la anterior. Primero aparece para encontrar a su hermano saliendo amigablemente con los dos arquitectos de la mayoría de las pesadillas cargadas de TEPT de Sam. Luego van a pasar el rato con Bobby, Ellen y Jo, ¡y qué sabes! Gabriel y Lucifer resultan ser geniales. Gabriel era ruidoso y rimbombante, pero el ingenio de Lucifer podría cortar como un cuchillo. Y Sam los había visto atacar alternativamente a Cas y luego defenderlo de otros y de cualquier otra persona en la habitación.

Le recordaban a Dean.

Había demasiado para desempacar allí, pero era cierto.

Se lo llevaría a la tumba, pero en realidad había disfrutado despertarse abrazando a Lucifer y Gabriel. Durante los primeros minutos confusos en los que se deslizó entre la vigilia y el sueño, se sintió contento, protegido. La última vez que se sintió así fue hace mucho tiempo, cuando Dean aún lo dejaba acurrucarse en la cama con él. Sam se acostaba mitad sobre, mitad fuera de Dean, y Dean le acariciaba el cabello. Y Sam mentiría al respecto hasta quedar azul en la cara ante cualquier otra persona, pero para sí mismo reconoció que sabía que era el hombro de Lucifer debajo de su mejilla, sabía que era la mano de Gabriel en su cabello.

Fue agradable.

Lo había asustado por completo.

Había cedido a tener sentimientos por alguien que estaba dispuesto a manipularlo antes, y eso había terminado en, ya sabes, el apocalipsis.

Joder, estaba en tantos problemas.

—Por el amor de Dios, se siente como si estuviéramos viendo los Tres Chiflados —murmuró Dean mientras bebía de su termo.

Sam parpadeó y volvió en sí. 

—Sí.

Por alguna tonta razón, Gabriel había insistido en que los ángeles ayudarían a resolver su caso actual sin usar nada de su magia. Eso, por supuesto, los había llevado a un cementerio, donde Dean y Sam estaban actualmente sentados en una lápida gruesa, observando cómo Lucifer y Gabriel cavaban hasta el ataúd de su objetivo. Castiel se paró sobre ellos, con las manos en las caderas.

—Entonces, ¿por qué no estás aquí abajo haciendo esto otra vez? —Gabriel resopló.

—La edad antes que la belleza —respondió Castiel inexpresivo.

Dean resopló y Sam sonrió.

—Tú eres el bebé, ¿no debería eso significar que estás aquí abajo en la tierra? —Gabriel presionó. Miró a Lucifer— ¿Qué estás haciendo?

Lucifer estaba transfiriendo cuidadosamente una gran larva a la parte superior del suelo. 

—Salvar una vida inocente.

—Eso es un insecto.

—Como dije, una vida inocente.

Gabriel puso los ojos en blanco y Castiel suspiró. 

—Casi deberías estar allí —murmuró Castiel.

Lucifer recogió su pala y siguió cavando. Gabriel suspiró. 

—Nunca más escuchen mis ideas, muchachos.

—No te preocupes —dijo Lucifer.

—Ya estoy planeando no hacerlo —dijo Castiel.

Gabriel arrojó su pala a Castiel. 

—¡Tu turno imbécil!

—Hmm. No.

Dean estalló en carcajadas. 

—Dales el infierno Cas.

Cas ladeó la cabeza. 

—Lucifer ya gobierna el infierno. No puedo darle físicamente más.

Dean resopló y sacudió la cabeza. Lucifer se rió entre dientes. 

—Aquí, he golpeado el ataúd.

—Está bien, estamos arriba —dijo Dean, saltando hacia abajo—. Ese espíritu probablemente va a-

Sonó un chillido, y el fantasma del cuerpo de Philip Gerald Thomas Beauregard Tercero hizo jaque mate a Castiel. Cayó pesadamente, gruñendo de dolor. Dean y Sam se quedaron paralizados, no del todo por voluntad propia. John Winchester los había adiestrado bien en el delicado arte de evaluar las amenazas y, en aquel momento, sus cerebros de lagarto les gritaban que el mayor peligro para su salud y su seguridad no era el fantasma. El poder, denso y opresivo, flotaba en el aire, y la noche se iluminó cuando un par de ojos se encendieron de un rojo brillante.

El espíritu se congeló, el pánico arrugando su rostro demacrado. Un sonido rugiente llenó el aire, y el espíritu vengativo comenzó a chillar de dolor. 

—¡No! —gritó con voz ronca— ¡No!

Las súplicas cayeron en oídos sordos.

Sam observó boquiabierto cómo el espíritu era derribado, los pies, las piernas y el torso desaparecían en el cuidado césped del cementerio. Los gritos de Beauregard se volvieron más asustados y dolorosos a medida que más de su cuerpo fantasmal era succionado hacia abajo, hacia abajo, hacia abajo. Cuando por fin el mundo estuvo en silencio, Lucifer dijo: 

—No toques a mi hermanito, imbécil.

Cas parpadeó como un búho hacia él desde donde Gabriel lo había ayudado a ponerse de pie. La sangre goteaba de la línea de su cabello, pero solo por un momento. Lucifer alargó la mano y lo apartó, curando el corte en su sien. 

—¿Estás bien, Castiel?

Cas asintió. 

—Gracias hermano. 

Lucifer le dedicó una sonrisa amable.

Sam se dio cuenta en ese mismo momento de que podría estar condenado.

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