#AND KIRA LEAVING HIM HEARTBROKEN

[itsdappleagain]

out of my 137 lines 48 of them are in scene 6 alone what the fuck. thats 35%. why is scene 6 so DAMN LONG

[gabithefanwriter]

Crash the Wedding, Kidnap the Bride, Simple Plan

Edgin x Female Reader

I watched this movie back in April okay? Don’t hate me lmao

I shook my head, feeling the emotions overwhelm me. I wanted to cry so badly, but I had to stand strong.

I made a promise. I couldn’t break it, but still...

I wanted to be with my real family, not this one that makes plans for me. I am a Princess, and I could never be a free soul, even as I learned the ways of becoming a cleric. I still had to say goodbye to Doric, to Simon, Holga, Kira and Edgin.

Edgin.

I hated myself for it. The heartbroken yet surprised looks they had all given me for revealing who I was, who I truly was.

The large white gown stood like a creampuff around me. I anted to tear it all off, but I stood still as my handmaidens placed on my tiara and my veil, handing me the bouquet full of daisies. I looked in the mirror and saw the necklace that I had to hide soon.

A necklace in the shape of a forget-me-not. My favourite flower.

I still hated myself for falling for the bard. The thief, the father of the little girl who I began to consider as my own. 

Why did I have to fall for Edgin of all people?

“Your Majesty,” I turned to a guard who nodded his head, “It’s time.”

My time as a maiden was almost up. Soon, I was to be wed to the Prince of another nearby kingdom. One I despised.

I felt my heart ache as I slowly made my way towards the great hall. I had to fight the urge to cry. I was doing this for my kingdom. For my people. I would lose my happiness for everyone I held dear, doing everything they wanted. 

But for now, I could only smile as I gently touch the necklace before going, taking in the feeling of freedom for only a little bit longer before it completely slips through my fingers.

***************

I was walking down the aisle, my veil hiding my look of defeat. I could see him there, smiling as if I were a prize to be won. I bit my lip as I finally made my way towards him, gently stepping on the podium. The priest was there, and I felt my freedom slowly slip away. I couldn’t hear the priest, I couldn’t focus on the prince before me, all I thought about was Edgin. His sweet, bright colourful and full of mischief eyes. Edgin, the bard who sang to me when I needed it, the man who showed me true freedom, who I had chased away after I revealed my identity to protect them. 

Edgin, the man I wanted to actually marry.

“If anyone objects to this union, speak now or forever hold your peace...”

“I OBJECT!”

My eyes turned and I saw him there, the doors falling closed behind him, throwing him forward. I swore I heard him mutter something along the lines of “that wasn’t how I planned it but sure I guess”. He then looked up to me, and I felt my heart race at the look he gave me. “I object to this wedding.”

I didn’t dare fight the smile that slowly creeped up on my lips, even as my eyes held worry as I stared, “Edgin, what are you-?”

“I don’t want you to marry anyone, Y/n,” he began softly, making his way to me as I slowly got down to meet him halfway, holding his face in my hands. He continued, “I only want you to marry me, because you’ve made me so happy in ways I thought I’d never feel again. I want to be by your side, and I want you by mine, because I love you, Y/n/n. You matter so much to me.”

I smiled, a stray tear falling down my cheek, “I love you too, Edgin.”

I wanted to kiss him, but I felt myself get ripped away from his hold. “Edgin - NO! EDGIN!”

He outstretched a hand to reach me, but the guards pulled us away from each other, and I couldn’t help but thrash against them. I was brought to stand with my betrothed as Edgin was held by the guards, looking at my father. “You - YOU BARD! I told you to leave my daughter alone!”

“You are a thief!” The prince cried out, “Trying to steal my bride!”

Edgin only smirked, “I confess: I am a bard, a talented, good-looking one, and I confess that yes, I am a thief, but I didn’t try to steal your bride. I already stole her heart,” his eyes met mine with a mischievous glint, “So it’s only fair I steal the rest of her from you.”

I looked up and saw Simon and Holga and before I knew it, chaos was everywhere. My hand was caught and then dragged away, and I only saw the giant distractions they added, including smoke and thievery of jewels. I looked up to see who held my hand, smiling as I realised it was Edgin. I paused only to rip off the giant skirt and continued running with him. Keeping a fair distance, I saw the horses and quickly jumped up, grabbing the reins as I settled into the seat and galloped away from the church. I saw Simon and Holga catching up, and I laughed, letting out a yell of delight. 

I was free. 

I turned to look at Edgin with a giant grin on my face after we slowed to a walk. His smile mirrored mine. 

We soon reached the house where I saw Doric and Kira. I happily jumped off the horse and ran to an already sprinting Kira, throwing herself in my arms. I smiled and picked her up. “Hey kiddo.”

She squeezed me even tighter, and I felt tears running down her face, dripping onto my neck. “I thought you left for good.”

I didn't fight to remove the smile from my face, my own tears slipping as I just embraced her. "I'm here, Kira, I'm here to stay."

She slowly pulled away, "Good, because as much as I missed you, dad missed you even more."

I felt my cheeks warm up, along with the ends of my ears, nervously biting my lip as I turned to see everyone going in the house.

****

Dinner had ended hours ago, stars beginning to shine through as I stayed there, on the roof of the house.

I was finally free.

My mind wavered back to my wedding, when Edgin told me he loved me.

"Enjoying the view?"

I turned my head to see him, smiling as he sat beside me. I looked back at the stars, smiling. "Yes, I really am."

We sat there, just staring until I decided to finally break the tension. "Did you mean what you said?"

Edgin turned to face me, "Huh? You mean back at the church?"

I nodded, and I saw a smile break onto his lips. He caressed my cheek, my heart beginning to race as I felt him get closer. "I do. I love you, Y/n. I never thought I could love again after..."

After Kira's mother. His wife.

I went to cup his cheeks, smiling at him reassuringly. "I love you too, Edgin. Really, I do."

I finally let our lips connect, and it felt perfect, as cheesy as it sounded. Fireworks erupted in my chest as I brought myself closer and closer, until there was barely any room left. I was free, I was with my family, I was with the love of my life.

Nothing could ruin this moment for me.

After we separated, his eyes were full of love, until he asked a question, a look of worry.

"Will the guards be after you?"

I thought about it, "Possibly. I'm unsure, but there is a possibility."

I heard Edgin groan, and I couldn't help but laugh. "That's what happens when you rescue a princess-cleric and steal her from a wedding."

"Are you complaining though?" He asked, quirking an eyebrow with a smirk. I shook my head. "Not one bit."

[crezz-star]

I WOULD GIVE YOU MY LIFE AND SOUL IF YOU CONTINUE YOU LUFFY ONE SIDED LOVE IDEA FROM TWITTER. AH your pic of his heartbroken face tore my heart out 😭. Zoro telling Luffy that he's too clingy is just so good and sooooo painful.

Like, Luffy 100% has abandonment issues like he's so scared of people leaving him. (I.e. when Ace told him to shut up or stop crying he would do so immediately 😭). So ofc he's doing his best to listen to Zoro no matter how much it hurts, and it must've affirmed his fears/insecurities of getting in Zoro's way. Zoro watching Luffy drift away but he doesnt know what happened or what to do 😭. Maybe Luffy starts doing other things like apologizing when zoro saves him and stops knocking into him. Also jealous zoro in this scenario??? Anyways thanks for reading my ramblings we need more luffy angst!!

✨Kira kira yoho!✨

Hello!

I'm glad it is to your liking!

I want to resume it too! Sadly, I cannot formulate any other scenarios properly that would not make the story cringe. All I have in my mind that is set and fixed for the plot/idea is that Luffy experiences romantic heart break for the first time, that it ruins him bit by bit. Yknow how those science thingies say heartbreak can cause death? Basically Luffy experiences that ( of course it doesnt kill him, just, ruins him so terribly ) He tries to go to other crew mates for the usual hugs but it was not the same like it was with Zoro. Even their fighting gets affected and Luffy becomes more and more reckless, and he's not even aware. Zoro also is just in denial of liking his captain, more like he is UNAWARE that he LOVES Luffy romantically, but seeing Luffy spiral down, he starts to realize. So that's the basic parts of idea I have, I just want really delicious heart wrenching angst. Am I odd for loving angst?

(o′┏▽┓｀o)

Luckily! There is a fic that wrote and expressed the one sided love angst idea i had much better, that i found, Although it is modern AU!!!

On to the next line of the ask, yes! Luffy very much have abandonment issues, I have rambled about that here !

Luffy drifting away and spiraling down and Zoro so clueless and feeling helpless as to whats happening to Luffy. He cares so much for Luffy but he's so in denial of his own feelings and unaware of Luffy's love for him, misunderstanding and miscommunication is always a delicious ingredient for angst.

Thank you for rambling with me! Feel free to share more rambles! 💖

✨Have a sparkling day!✨

[peachvelvets]

for that ask meme:

fandom: star trek 2

ship: kirk/spock 20 (I already know the answer but everyone else needs to hear it)

character: data 2

2) my three favorite characters and why I love them so much.

1. DATA OBVIOUSLY. He is so precious to me and I relate to him and his struggles with understanding humanity. He is such a good character and has some of the best character development in Star Trek. He deserved better than Starfleet constantly questioning his bodily autonomy, I know he would've been happier out of Starfleet. I choose to believe the future we saw in All Good Things was Data's actual ending, and that the TNG movies are not canon. He's also adorable

2. Spock for a lot of the same reasons as Data. His character development is definitely on par with Data's, and TMP is SUCH an important movie for his character development which is why I hate that it gets shit on so often. His internal struggle between his human and Vulcan sides is so compelling and interesting, I could read meta about his character all day.

3. This is so hard there's so many good ones to choose from..... But I think I have to go with Kira, even though I have issues with how blindly she follows her religion... She is so well-written and that's so rare for a female character. I love her tragic backstory and that she has such a darkness to her. Her character development is also top notch, the fact that her character arc ends with her helping the Cardassians rebel against the Dominion is just so excellent.

20) how and when they should get/should have gotten together.

OKAY so most people think that they broke up/divorced after the 5 year mission but I wholeheartedly disagree. I personally don't think there's any way Spock would be able to be in a relationship with Kirk pre-TMP, his character just wasn't there yet. He had to meld with V'ger and realize that logic alone was not the path he needed to follow to find fulfillment. What I think happened is Kirk confessed his feelings for Spock at the end of the 5 year mission, which scared Spock so much that he ran away to Gol to go through Kolinahr (which he obviously failed because he was just too gay for Kirk.) Kirk was heartbroken but had to move on. Then the events of TMP happen; the hospital scene is when they both realize how much they need each other and that is when they officially get together. They don't even need to say anything, they literally just nod at each other and know. It's a love confession. Then they elope in Space Vegas with only their closest friends present. The end!

2) how I would have chosen to change their story from canon.

I kind of already touched on this but I DEFINITELY would have loved for him to leave Starfleet. He was never treated like a real person, his bodily autonomy was constantly called into question, he was treated like property even post-MOAM, and he deserved so much better. I think the future shown in AGT was almost perfect. Out of Starfleet, living with all his cats, thriving. The only thing missing is he wasn't married to Geordi, which is the one thing I would change.

THANKS 🙏🙏🙏

[deafmangoes]

The Ferengi: Misogyny, Sexuality and Internalised Homophobia

A two-parter! In this essay I'd like to explore and discuss two specific headcanons, and how they are reflected in the display of Ferengi culture throughout DS9:

That Quark is gay

That Rom is genderfluid/non-binary

... and that neither of them have the tools or language to express it.

Part I: Quark is Gay

One element of Star Trek I love is the alien cultures, and the way that through many writers and several decades of work they get built up into complex snapshots of life different to our own, even if they can still be a little Planet of Hats.

Before DS9 the Ferengi were a barely seen race brought up a couple of times in TNG, and always characterised as hyper-capitalist, greedy goblinesque figures. I imagine they were thought up as a direct foil to the Federation: they valued everything the Federation had left behind.

But! Then the DS9 writing team made the decision to bring in Quark, and through him we see so much more of the Ferengi and their culture over DS9's run.

Now obviously the "Quark is gay" theories are hardly new (I mean the show pretty much spells it out with the way he looks at Odo) but I wanted to try and tackle, arguing in-universe, why Quark is closeted even to himself. Firstly, Ferengi culture forbids women from having any place in society except as objects, even more strictly than any real-life culture has ever been. Despite being a spacefaring people, Ferengi women (stated to make up near 53% of their species) are forbidden to own property, run a business, wear clothes in public or exist as individuals divided from their male owners (and they are owned - Quark and Rom discuss Rom's former marriage in one episode, and it's clear that Ferengi marriages are a contract between the father/male 'guardian' and the new husband where the bride is purchased specifically for the role of bearing children).

The only Ferengi women we see in DS9 are - as a necessary consequence - challenging these societal norms. Quark's mother, Ishka, is present in a number of episodes and flouts expectations by wearing her own clothes in public, openly advising on business matters, and later leading the first Ferengi feminist movement! The gif above is taken from S2E07 "Rules of Acquisition" where Quark has to do business with Pel: a female Ferengi masquerading as a male (specifically here using false ears - Ferengi are sexually dimorphic and males have larger ears. One episode indicates they 'shed' them as they grow, meaning it might be a specific male puberty thing).

Quark is a traditionalist. He is, in fact, deeply religious: the Ferengi faith results around the acqusition of wealth so that you can reincarnate into a better life. In essence, it's dharma but with material goods. He resents his mother for her 'failings' (in his eyes) and is horrified by Pel's existence and activities... once he knows she's a woman! He views women as sexual objects for his gratification, and more than once attempts to extort his employees for sexual favours.

But you may argue that Quark isn't gay, because he's only ever shown affection (and overt sexual interest) towards women. He flirts with Jadzia, he flirts with Kira, with Ezri, with all of his female staff and more. But it becomes a little less clear when you get into it.

In S2E07 Pel, still presenting male, kisses Quark in a moment of passion and his reaction is... complicated. He protests, but struggles with it. His discomfort seems less to do with Pel being 'male' and rather his internalised reaction to that. Later still he denies it ever happened! Once confronted with Pel's actual gender he flounders: he realises he has (had?) feelings for her, wants her gone from his life, but also worries about the repercussions if anyone from Ferenginar found out about their business together. Pel leaves at the end of the episode, reconciled to him, and Jadzia comforts the obviously heartbroken Quark. So, was Quark attracted to Pel the male or Pel the female? I would argue he fell for Pel's presentation, and I think there are several more examples of this.

His flirting/borderline/actual sexual harassment of Jadzia and Kira are played off as him being lecherous but... notice something here. These are two women who are very confident, outgoing, public, good at management and business, strong-minded and strong-willed... all traits Feregi culture assigns solely to men. Due to character development his relationship with Ezri unfolds differently (Ezri's definitely enby but that's a different essay...), but his attraction to her lies primarily in his memories of Dax through Jadzia.

To restate the point: he is not attracted to women. He is attracted to women who, in his eyes, act like men.

Then there's the whole... thing with Odo.

This gif, taken from S3E25 "Facets", kinda highlights the whole thing. Odo - merged with the... 'spirit'(?) of Curzon, and containing the personalities and desires of both, grabs Quark by the external erogenous zones and kisses him. Quark and Odo's feelings for one another are very, very gay, although both dress it up in this constant cat-and-mouse game they play. When Odo falls in love with Kira, Quark's the one complaining to Jake Sisko about all the "lonely nights" he "comforted" him. At the end of the series, as Quark puts it:

"Can't you see? That man loves me. It's written all over his back."

Odo, then, is the exception to the above examples: Quark shows a clear affection for Odo, complicated as it may be by their 'professional relationship', but Odo very much presents male.

Well. Sort of. Odo uses he/him pronouns but his actual relationship to gender is left unspoken. I think this is what gives Quark the excuse to open the closet door a little where Odo's concerned.

So why can't Quark just admit he's gay? As I stated above, Quark is a deeply religious, conservative and traditionalist Ferengi (or at least he tries to be... and I think there's something in that, too). There is no discussion of queer identities in Ferengi society, but based on what little of that society we see, I believe that queerness (at least in males) would be strongly discouraged and penalised. Much like real-life homophobia, it would be seen as 'womanly', 'feminine', and therefore undermine what it meant to be a Ferengi (because remember... women aren't Ferengi. A Ferengi with no wealth is no Ferengi at all).

Quark, therefore, cannot be gay, because it would be contradictory to his very sense of self. He's like the gay son of a homophobic evangelical pastor: so deeply conditioned to bury it that he has to act the 'proper' Ferengi despite the fact that he clearly struggles with it. Quark's not as greedy as his peers. He's not as callous or cruel. He has moments of great compassion and kindness, even generosity (which is almost a sin), and, perhaps the strongest piece of evidence to me...

He runs a dinky bar, in a run-down Cardassian space station that until recently was a one-horse town. And he LOVES it. He refuses to give up that bar. He fights for it. When he franchises it at the end of the series, does he move on up to better locations? Nope. He's right there with the dodgy replicators and aging holosuites.

Quark's Bar is his expression of queerness. It's an eccentricity that any 'good' Ferengi would have dumped long ago. Several characters comment on it, and Quark waves them off.

He loves that bar, he loves Odo, and frankly he loves romanticism. Quark is a hopeless gay romantic that, if he ever tried his hand at poetry, would make galaxies weep.

And we love him for it.

[alex-rambles]

i was wondering if you can write L Lawliet x gn reader (hcs or not i don't mind, whichever works best), where they were pretty close at wammy's, but reader ended up leaving (for whatever reason). when the whole kira thing started the reader started doing their own research... they eventually get pulled into the investigation with L,, basically a friends to lovers type of thing where they reunite.

sorry this is so specific and long LMAO i just had the idea

I like HCs, so these are HCs

🍰L would've been heartbroken when you left Wammy's. He's not close with very many people, and it was hard when one of them left

🍰But he wasn't mad, just depressed

🍰Rest assured he'd know why you left, even if you didn't tell him

🍰And Kira pops up, piquing your interest.

🍰You start your own mini investigation like a boss

🍰And then, you're eating at a cafe, when all of a sudden...

🍰"Y/N, is that you?"

🍰And y'all catch up on YEARS of lost time, and you share your info on the investigation

🍰And you come up with the same man...

🍰Light Yagami

🍰So you join forces to investigate, because you both are smart af

🍰Unfortunately z there's a chance you will die before L given how... large of a threat you are and not putting effort into hiding your identity

🍰Leaving L heartbroken and feeling responsible

[sterek-ao3feed-archive]

You Broke Him

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51380998 by terri_whitehurst Derek left Stiles and Beacon Hills as he didn't believe that he was good enough for Stiles and that he was always putting him in danger. Since Derek left six months ago, Stiles has been depressed and has stayed in his room, clutching Derek's leather jacket, not talking, eating, drinking or showering, and no one has been able to pull Stiles out of it yet. One day, when Malia and Kira comment on Stiles' state since Derek left that Scott hated, he decides that enough is enough. Scott contacts Derek and tries to convince him to come back, and it works, but is Stiles happy about it, is the question? Words: 2066, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 3 of Teen Wolf One Shots Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Sheriff Stilinski (Teen Wolf), Malia Tate, Kira Yukimura, Lydia Martin (mentioned), Peter Hale (mentioned) Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Heartbroken Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale Leaves Beacon Hills, but comes back, Getting Back Together, Good Friend Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Overhearing Sex, Overhearing Moaning, Stiles Keeps Derek Hale's Leather Jacket read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51380998

[valentincflores]

starter for: @marcusbishop location: masquerade ball

Val had heard whisperings that Marcus was back in town for at least a week now. Had she heard from the man in that time since he'd apparently been back? Nope. Had she even heard from him in the months since he'd disappeared off the face of the earth? Another big fat nope. If Val hadn't already been upset that he'd just up and left her to the wolves of Briar Ridge who somehow thought of her as a home wrecker who had stood between Kira and Marcus getting back together, the lack of reaching out to her to explain himself really threw her over the edge. It wasn't that she expected anything romantic from Marcus - hell, she knew full well how it felt to have your latest romantic endeavor drudge up old memories and feelings better than anyone. It was just the lack of communication. The leaving her high and dry while their whole town thought of her as the villain. That was screwed up.

So when she spotted a familiar figure, one she had spent a good part of the summer memorizing underneath the sheets, there was no confusing him. Even with a mask on. Navigating through the crowd, she made her way to him, arms crossing over her chest as she came to stop right behind him. Reaching up to poke his shoulder, probably a little harder than was necessary, she waited with her arms crossed for him to turn around. "So you think it's okay to just up and disappear for six months without a word, while I'm left to deal with the fall out of your ex, aka Briar Ridge's sweetheart, being heartbroken over our fling?" she questioned. For once, not mincing her words, and sure as hell not holding back.

[anchanted-one]

Legend of Lightning Chapter 43. Lord Praven

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43208574/chapters/111710548

Two days later

“Aaaaaaaaand… touchdown!” Kira cried happily as she set her speeder down next to a cliff face. “How’s that, eh? Ten for ten?” She looked at the rough straw doll she was using as a stand-in for… anyone. “What? A seven?! That’s outrageous! It’s unfair!” She tilted her head. “Oh. So it counts against me if I don’t land parallel, or perpendicular? Only you would say that, jackass! You try landing the speeder when we’re going at eighty klicks per hour! See how you’ll do!”

She landed lightly on the sand and pressed in the supersonic sensor. She then pressed the switch, sending the plunger digging about a meter and a half deep inside. She then returned to the speeder to spend the next ten minutes.

“No, evening isn’t that much better than the day, little doll. The morning is, though.”

“What’s that? Practice my Forms? Aren’t I supposed to be conserving water? Such a silly suggestion! You should have your Mastery taken away for that. Oh? What’s that? Oh, right! You ain’t Master yet.” She took a swig from her flask. “Wait, how can you say that? You’re the kid Master Satele drools over! She’ll be so heartbroken to know that you’re not interested in serving next to—wait. Silly me, I shouldn’t make such jokes until you’re at least twenty, right? No? Eighteen is technically enough? Okay then. I start teasing you at eighteen." She nodded firmly. “Don’t give me that! There’s plenty of relationships with wide gaps that last! … not from eighteen though? You got a point. Okay, twenty. Final offer. Ah. Sensor’s done.” She coughed, groaned, then took another long sip. “How many left, you ask?” she lifted up the doll. “Hard to say. Maybe a few? Maybe? Damn. Need to call… what was her name? Welp. I need to call her again, whatever her name is.”

“Ah, Padawan Carsen. I trust the mission is unfolding smoothly?”

“No small talk, I’m in the sun. Now tell me what comes next.”

“I… I think I might have enough to triangulate the location within the next ten minutes. I’m sending you the deactivation code now, so you can head on over directly. Thanks again for leaving your Astromech here with us. With the central computer down, his processing power is all we’ve got.”

“Right.” Giving him up had been hard. “Let me know when you’ve got something. I’ll just be… thinking of something cool. Blasted binary star system…”

She got another call as soon as she hung up on Hare’en. “Hey, boss. You got any sundaes?”

“What kind of question is that? Do you think I can enjoy a sundae when my sweet little Padawan is suffering in the sun?” He made a slurping sound and Kira straightened up indignantly.

“Hey!”

He laughed. “Sorry. And also sorry for putting this all on you. You’re more than ready for solo missions, but I wish I could at least be close enough to cheer you on. Anyway, you finished planting all those sensors?”

“Yeah. Any news about the Czerka Type Twelve, or whatever?”

“They’re still digging at the site. I hear Kamus and Less Sand Day’s testimonies have already started putting Czerka in a lot of trouble. They’re unlikely to bug us again for a little while.”

“Hang on, I’m getting another call. It might be Hare’en. I’ll just patch you in… huh?”

Her caller wasn’t anyone she knew. He was a pureblood Sith, though it was hard to tell if he was part of the Order or not thanks to his desert gear.

“Hello, Jedi.”

“Who are you?” Kira wondered, before recognition flashed. “Wait, you were one of the Sith alongside Darth Angral, weren’t you?”

“Indeed, I was. I am Lord Praven. But you are not the Jedi I’m looking for. My Master’s enemy. My student’s vanquisher.”

“If you mean me, Kira has me patched in. Say whatever it is you need to.”

“My Master seeks retribution for his son’s death. I must give it to him. When my Master heard you were on this planet, he demanded I power up the Shock Drum. He’ll destroy the entire world to kill you.”

“First of all, why is his retribution more important than anyone else’s? Your Master has killed billions of civilians. And he aims to kill billions more! Heck, your dearly departed apprentice nearly starved a trillion people to death!”

“I will not argue with you. It is not mine to question, merely to serve.”

“And second of all, the chances of me dying from the Shock Drum are minute! This is why you don’t use a tactical warhead to hunt a single fugitive. Your Master is insane.”

The pureblood sighed. “Perhaps your death will make him whole again. I have changed the activation code to the Shock Drum. If you want the new code, come and claim it from my dead body! I will be waiting for you in a valley near the Dune Sea.”

“Kira, I’m coming too. Heatstroke, or no heatstroke, I can’t let you face a Sith alone.”

“I’m glad for the company, but please come in the ship! Minimize your exposure to the suns!”

“Alright. Stay where you are. We’ll come pick you up in thirty minutes.”

Kira sighed and looked at the straw doll. “Don’t worry, Master. You’ll always be my second-best friend.”

*

Meanwhile, on Tython

“The situation on Fondor has been resolved,” Seraphim concluded his report. The man stood tall and proud, his chest thrust out and fists on hips. “The fleeing escapees were saved, and the Dreadnought Bloodfeather has been destroyed. It looks like Jedi Arnor is a free woman again. She’s a little beat up though, so it might take a while before she can present herself for debrief.”

“Thank you for your report, Seraphim,” Satele inclined her head. “You have done the Republic a great service today. May the Force be with you.”

“Next on the agenda… an update from Vajra,” Gnost read out. ���And a proposal.”

“I hope he’s not requesting that we Knight his security risk of a Padawan,” Jaric grumbled.

“I doubt it. He and Kira both want Bela to be present on that happy occasion. Patch him in, please.”

“It’s not a transmission, but a recording,” Gnost said, pressing a switch beside him.

“Good day, Masters. I’m sorry I have to do this via recording, but Tatooine didn’t agree with me. I am resting right now, but I needed to inform you of a situation here on the planet.”

Vajra gave a brief summary of the project which Czerka designated as a ‘Type-Seven device.’ There wasn’t a lot to go on yet, but the fact that a Czerka hitman had opened fire on a Jedi was alone enough to trigger a dozen alarm bells.

“The real problem here,” Vajra went on, “is just how many people landed here and brushed off Agent Fauler’s urgent request for aid. Master Devel, Jedi Pridence, Havoc Squad, and at least seven other capable parties. Even I almost ignored it, given the urgency of my mission. But there were others who could easily have helped—Havoc Squad for instance, whose mission to punish traitors might be important to them, but it pales when compared to the big picture. Just imagine if Czerka had gotten their hands on whatever superweapon it is that lies beneath the sands of Tatooine. I think a contingency clause like a ‘code black’ is needed which obliges Jedi and armed forces alike to drop what they’re doing unless it’s just as critical. Thankfully, the crisis is unlikely to truly emerge from its shell now that Les… Lock Sand Dee? I think that’s his name? Now that he’s out of the picture, the urgency should be gone, though I still believe that the weapon needs to be seen to, and soon. I don’t know if I can do this personally, however. As I said, I am not at my best on a hot planet. Still, it might be possible, if I’m only out in the sun for a few hours… anyway, that concludes this part of the report. Rest assured, Kira is making great progress in finding the Shock Drum. I hope to have found Master Kiwiiks by this time tomorrow. I hope we do. Kira says her Master’s life force is growing ever weaker. May the Force be with us.”

“Type Sevens have always been troublesome,” Jaric complained. “When coupled with the Rakata, you know it’s a cut above the rest. I volunteer to deal with this myself.”

“And I should go too, to chronicle whatever I can find,” Gnost added. “As everyone here knows, Rakata tech is as illuminating as it is dangerous. Attuned to the Force in ways we can’t imagine. Such knowledge needs to be found, so that we can better understand attempts to recreate it.”

“A good idea,” Tol nodded. “I approve.”

“As do I,” Syo said. “We should reach out to Agent Fauler and ask him to let us know directly when the door has been excavated, so that you don’t arrive there only to cool your heels for the next five years.”

Everyone chuckled and nodded.

“Then it’s approved,” Satele said, in something of a hurry to finish today. “What’s next on our agenda?”

“A message from Master Nomen Karr,” Gnost said. “As well as a follow-up from his Padawan.”

“I wonder if he’s about to report a great triumph in his personal crusade?” Jaric said sarcastically. “If his Padawan has sniffed out another puff of smoke that’s not really there?”

“Let’s hear it.”

A holo of a bearded man appeared in front of them. Nomen Karr was still a handsome man despite being a decade older than Satele.

“Good day, my esteemed colleagues,” he began as he always did. “It pains me to be calling in to register a complaint against a fellow Jedi, but it needs to be done.”

“Oh?” Satele’s eyebrows rose. She looked around to find confusion and apprehension on all faces around her. Jedi rarely ever brought up small charges against fellow Jedi to the Council. Normally, it was dealt with directly. If the offending Jedi was a Padawan, the complaint was taken to their Master first.

“The Jedi in question is Vajra Devarath,” Master Nomen almost spat out the name, his face contorting for a moment. “He approached my Padawan behind my back and tried to lead her astray. He showered her with words of doubt and confusion. My Padawan was much dismayed by what he had to tell her. But that’s not the end of it. By now, I am sure you are all aware of my Padawan’s power? Her miraculous gift of Sight, which can pierce all lies and deceptions? The perfect tool to seek out truth? It has spoken. She looked upon Vajra and found a monster lurking within his heart. It was so fearsome, it frightened her senseless. She was wailing incoherently when I found her, abandoned and alone. I understand that Vajra is a rising star of our Order. He is the apple of more than a few Council eyes. But make no mistake, he is a grave danger to us! A viper poised to strike at our very heart! I request the Council restrict his movements until he can be redeemed back into the Light. Good day to you.”

Everyone in the room was too shocked to pause the recording in order to speak. Satele more so than others. A fury burned in her gut that she longed to give voice to, but before she could gather the wits to speak, the next recording in the series began to play.

It was a small woman, around Jasme’s age. Her straight black hair sat neatly against her neck. She bowed humbly before the Council and proceeded to speak.

“Greetings, respected Masters of the Council. My name is Jaesa Willsaam. I apologize for putting in my little postscript, but I couldn’t not do it. I… I feel conflicted for giving testimony counter to what my Master just did, but I need to give the whole truth, since it’s being brought before you. Please forgive my Master; he is merely overprotective of my talent. He meant no harm.” She took a deep breath. “Regarding the matter of Master Vajra’s words to me… I assure you, they were innocent enough. He wanted me to be sure of the path I was on. To really introspect. And I did. I still am. I suppose Master Karr interpreted my questions as a sign that I wanted to walk a different path. Coming to the vision… it was really intense. He and Kira Carsen came to say their goodbyes to us, but I was the only one in the house. I let them in, and gave them tea. But there was something about Master Vajra… like he was hiding something. I needed to know what it was, so I Looked. I saw a monstrosity, just as Master Karr said. It was this great beast with many heads whose breath spewed a cloud of poison into the air. Its body was wrapped around his heart. It looked at me, and the eye contact was enough to give me nightmares. Whatever it is, Master Vajra houses great darkness within himself… although he showed no outward signs of it. In fact, one might believe his façade to be the real Vajra. Master Nomen didn’t exaggerate about that. My apologies again for the impertinence. Goodbye.” She bowed deeply, and her holo disappeared.

“What… was that?!” Satele whispered, seething with outrage.

Gnost turned to Kana. “Padawan, would you mind summoning Archivist Jasme? I think she might have some insights into these charges.”

The Falleen bowed and left silently.

“Even I have difficulty believing such a thing,” Jaric snorted. “He’s starting to grow horns, and he’s way too attached to his Padawan—”

“Debatable,” Syo said softly.

“—but if he was a servant of the Darkside, we’d all Sense it. Especially if he hid this… monster!”

“I think Nomen has been allowed far too much freedom,” Syo said. “Not to mention indulgence.”

“And this Jaesa Willsaam. Whatever gift she possesses is clearly not so mighty after all if it feeds her such a big lie.”

The doors opened, and in walked Kana and Jasme, holding several weighty tomes in her hand. “You summoned me, Masters?”

“She was passing by the door,” Kana snorted. “Just my luck.”

“Jasme, you may want to keep the books down. And… maybe stay away from anything breakable. Master Gnost, please show her the accusation.”

The word ‘accusation’ stumped Jasme for a moment, but she watched it without questioning. As soon as Nomen mentioned Vajra’s name and started rolling out his charges, her expression grew stormy. Like Satele, Jasme was too incensed to speak when Nomen was finished, and the squawk denoting her first attempt at speech was cut off by Jaesa’s testimony. Jasme closed her mouth and listened to the rest, her expression shifting over the course of the message, from outrage to alarm.

Once the recording had ended, Jasme stood stunned for a second. Eventually, she shook it off and asked, “You—you don’t seriously believe this tripe, do you?”

“No,” Jaric said firmly. “Whatever his immaturities, Vajra has been a miracle worker like none other. This Jaesa Willsaam, on the other hand, is an untried, sheltered child so far as I’m concerned; one whose Master has been feeding her delusions of grandeur. And Nomen’s obsession with Darth Wide has been making us nervous for months now.”

“There is a reason why this Council does not act on Visions alone—” Tol began.

“Because of the Masters of Taris, I know,” Jasme said impatiently. “But in all honesty, I kinda believe Jaesa’s vision. However, I believe she’s grossly misinterpreted what she saw, proving how inaccurate it is.”

“Good. I was hoping you’d have something to share.”

“Given the timing… right after he was done with his mission on Nar Shaddaa, correct? I might have something,” Jasme said. “It… it’s an incident related to the SIS agent, Galen. The one who got captured and turned into a Power Guard. Vajra… knew he was going to ask for mercy, and wanted to be able to persuade him otherwise. So he did something utterly bull-headed. He watched the recording of Sadic turning Galen into a cyborg. Kira told me that he had this strange notion that it was arrogant to try to persuade Galen to withdraw his request without knowing what he went through. That, coupled with all the horrors he’s seen recently, horrors he wasn’t ready for—” Jasme through a disgruntled look around. “—the ‘monster’ in question is probably his trauma given form. Sort of. He does have a history of mental health problems after all.”

“I see,” Satele said softly, sitting back and pondering Jasme’s words.

“If this is so, Vajra must have been highly troubled. Why didn’t we Sense it when he stood before us?” Gnost asked

“Because of the Emperor, I’d say,” Tol answered. “He was high on adrenaline when we met him.”

“That explains it,” Satele nodded. “Jasme, did you see signs of distress afterwards?”

“Yes,” Jasme confirmed. “Given the increased dangers in my career change, he wanted to teach me the 101 of his approach to Lightsaber combat, so we trained together for a good two hours. All was okay at first, but he started to lose focus midway. He’d just trail off in the middle of a sentence. Rapid flashes of light made him jump. I imagine he has other issues I didn’t get to see in that brief time. I insisted he get some rest while he was here, but he got deployed again before he could get it. Kira promised to look after him for me.”

“I see. You’ve been most helpful, Jasme. Thank you. You may leave.”

“Don’t forget the books,” Gnost added as she turned to leave. She jogged back, red-faced, and left with her burdens in her hands.

“Nomen needs to be assessed for corruption,” Nikil said. “And his Padawan needs to be extricated from him before whatever potential she has is… focused in the wrong place.”

“Ironic that he was the one pushing for someone else to be reeled in for the same thing,” Oteg noted.

“We’ve asked Nomen to return to us before politely, but he ignored the invitation. I think we need to send in an escort this time.”

We don’t have Jedi to spare for multiple superweapons, but we can scrounge up a couple for a matter of disciplining a possibly rogue Master, Satele thought. I wonder what that says about us. “Master Syo, I think you should be the one to go fetch him. We don’t have the Knights to spare, but perhaps we can spare you for a few hours.”

“I can leave immediately. Does anyone know where he is?”

“He was supposed to arrive on Balmorra today,” Tol replied. “Investigating the disappearance of a Jedi. But he never takes his Apprentice on such dangerous missions. It’s possible she’s still on Nar Shaddaa.”

“Ask the Republic Embassy to confirm. Discreetly. If they’re there, go and bring her in. If we can get her out from under his thumb until we’ve confirmed his state, it will be enough.”

“Perhaps we need to consider the more overt route,” Satele suggested. “Order him back. If he ignores us, we strip him of his rank of Master and inform the Republic of the same. He will be forced to return to us with all his avenues drying up.”

“Such a course will cast a bad light on us, Grand Master,” Jaric protested. “In addition, a truly fallen Jedi wouldn’t act rationally. He might just get more desperate. Covert movements first, I say.”

“So be it.”

*

Tatooine

The mesa Lord Praven had guided them to was impossible to get to in their ship, so Master Vajra was forced to proceed on foot. Kira tried not to fume. The heat from outside was bad enough.

Still, couldn’t Lord Praven have just invited them to one of the many abandoned homesteads on Tatooine? Why did it have to be in such a difficult-to-reach place? Her Master was still unwell—he was already starting to pant like a dog, and his movement was an ungainly shuffle, completely different from his usual elegance fit for a throne room.

“Boss… this is desperate. You’re barely able to stand right now. I think you should be backup this time.”

He jumped when she spoke up, as though he had forgotten she was there, then nodded.

His steps slowed, as though he was losing… well, she hated to use the word steam. She moved to catch him if he stumbled, but he did not. Kira sighed. Watching over him was proving to be a strenuous exercise. Him being out here was a gamble they could not avoid. They had looked through Praven’s record en route, and he was not the sort of opponent that Kira could take on as her first solo fight.

Master Vajra had tried reaching Master Devel, but he was already needed offworld.

In peak form, her Master should be able to beat Praven hands down. But like this…

“I think I see an opening,” Kira said after a lot of walking. “I hope it’s cooler in there!”

Master Vajra spoke at last. “I’m not counting on it. This world is alive, and it wants to be hot.”

The exited to find themselves in a large cavern which opened into a plateau. Jagged cliffs above prevented the Garuda from landing directly, but there was a smaller Imperial ship which had managed to enter the gap.

Praven was waiting for them at the very edge. Unlike them, he seemed to bask in the rays from the suns.

“Welcome, Jedi. I applaud you for marching to your execution.”

“A courtesy I wish Angral would do us,” Master Vajra replied. “I ask you again, why is it that he deserves retribution, but the people he has killed don’t?”

“And I say again that it is not mine to question.”

“Remind me to thank Jasme,” the boss told Kira. “For teaching me the importance of questioning.” Turning to Praven, he asked, “So is that your philosophy? As long as your personal honor is untarnished, you don’t mind if your liege does as he pleases?”

“Don’t try to understand. A Jedi cannot understand.”

“It’s useless, Master. And we’re on a timer.” Kira stepped forward and drew her Saberstaff. “We’ll lecture him after we’ve stopped the countdown.”

“Right. Priorities.”

Praven was enraged. “You would send your apprentice to fight me? Am I not worthy of your attention?”

“Tatooine doesn’t agree with me,” the boss said, leaning against a stone shelf. “It’s a small miracle I’m even standing.”

Praven blinked. “What?”

“It’s true,” Kira snarled. “Now do you want to do this, or what?”

Praven cocked his head for a moment, then drew his Lightsaber. “So be it.”

Kira waited for him to salute before making her move. She danced closer, making her approach in a zigzag line. She closed the last few meters in a run and leapt into the air, striking with a downward jab. Praven blocked the attack before unleashing one of his own.

Kira blocked the chop aimed at her face and another pair at her ribs before counterattacking. He leaned out of the way, and the tip of her blade seared past him. Using his momentum, he smashed her blade upwards so that her reverse sweep missed his mouth.

His blade descended on her head, forcing Kira to cartwheel to the side. The Sith didn’t let up on his momentum, and rushed her with a flurry of attacks which Kira had no difficulty blocking at first, but each impact jarred her joints.

“Not bad,” he said approvingly as their blades locked. “You were Master Kiwiiks’ Padawan first, correct?” He attacked her shoulder, and she blocked, then kicked at his stomach. He dodged, then landed an elbow on her shin.

Kira fell with a curse, but backflipped to avoid the coup-de-grace. Thankfully, the blow hadn’t broken anything.

“She favored the use of the Force rather than the blade. In this, at least, you surpass her. Let’s see how you fare in the other aspect, shall we?”

Praven began hurling rocks at her, then fired a stream of Force Lightning. Kira managed to evade the rocks, and tossed a few right back at him, but the Lightning stymied her. She was reduced to blocking it with her Lightsaber. She tried to leap out of the way of another hail of rocks, but her struck leg buckled when she landed. She fell with a cry, and Praven leapt at his chance…

Only for her to be Pulled away.

“Oh. I’d almost forgotten you were here.” Praven sounded surprised by that.

“Kira really did well, didn’t she? I guess it’s my turn now.”

“As it should be.” Praven frowned. “Hmmm… you really do look ill. A mere breeze should be enough to knock you over.”

Kira rose painfully, noting the clouds in her Master’s eyes.

“I suppose that makes this… a fair fight.”

“What did you say?”

“I think it’s best I just show you.” Master Vajra raised his blade. “En Garde.”

Praven flourished his blade and held it in a side stance. He shifted to the boss’ right. The Raudra’s eyes followed him, but he remained still. Pity filled Praven’s orange eyes.

“I will make this quick.”

He charged in again, aiming a blinding flurry of strikes at the youth’s chest and neck. Master Vajra’s blade intercepted each strike with only the slightest movement of his body.

Praven’s eyes widened, and he threw more of himself behind his attacks.

The speed and power of his blades increased, and eventually, Master Vajra had to begin moving his body. But it was only a small win for Praven, who was now attacking with an all-out ferocity that put his prior attack on Kira to shame.

Kira exhaled in surprise. Praven really was good. He might be a match for a few top-fifty swordsmen in the Jedi order. But the question was, could he beat her Master in this state?

Kira was afraid that was a yes. Each salvo claimed a heavy tax on his reserves, and the Sith noticed. Denied of the quick victory, he instead tried to overwhelm her Master’s weakened body. He used leaps, dashes and rolls to force Vajra to move more than just his blade. And although the Sith was using more energy in this clash, it was the Jedi who had less to expend. But a moment came when her Master suddenly began moving for real.

Was forced to.

Praven hurled a particularly large boulder at him, and he leapt out of the way to avoid it. He then retaliated by going on the offensive. He spun into the Sith’s intended path and stabbed at his heart. Caught off-guard, it was Praven’s turn to fall back.

But the attack didn’t last, and soon enough, Master Vajra faltered enough for Praven to retake the initiative. Still, that didn’t mean his opponent was easy meat. He still had enough strength to counter the Pureblood’s offensive.

What a show it was turning out to be! The air around both men was saturated with the clash of red and blue plasma; the sound of Lightsabers clashing echoed through the caverns beyond the two men.

Her Master slowly gave ground under the blows which fell like leaves in an autumn storm; but he was not out. Not yet.

“Fall, damn you!” Praven roared and Pushed with the Force. Her Master sidestepped the attack, then backed away under another mixed series of attacks—blade, rocks, direct Force attacks, and even a blast of Lightning.

He batted aside the Lightsaber, and evaded the Force attacks. Praven used a Lightning flash to flank her Master, but the Jedi saw it coming. He ducked under the blow and swung at the Sith’s blade. His blade spun in an arc, scoring a slight gash on Praven’s face.

Praven backhanded, and this time the blow landed. Master Vajra was struck in the face, the blow only softened by his veil and the Force.

But his guard was momentarily down, and Praven seized the opportunity. A stabbing strike scored a gash on Vajra’s left flank—the first time Kira had ever seen him take a wound in a fight. The follow-up chop almost cut him in half, but her Master managed to dodge. The front of his robes were singed, however.

Vajra flipped out of the danger zone and rushed right back in, cutting off a piece of Praven’s armor.

“Not bad,” Master Vajra said softly. Kira couldn’t tell if he was calm, or drained. “But do you see what I mean? If we had fought in almost any other environment—”

“I’d have been defeated long ago,” Praven finished bitterly. “You have a strength I could not have foreseen. It’s no wonder you defeated Lord Tarnis.”

“Face it. Your Lord Tarnis wasn’t training to be a warrior. I wonder if he even listened during your lessons.”

“He did. But four years of neglect left him rusted.” Praven looked at his opponent with respect. “But it’s clear who the victor here is. You are seconds from falling. Accept your fate. I will give you a warrior’s death, and a warrior’s funeral.”

Holstering his Lightsaber, he fired a stream of Lightning with both hands… but it didn’t work. The Lightning fizzled out when it got close to its target.

“I’ve seen this trick enough to know how to unravel it,” Vajra whispered. “At least, at this power setting.”

“Incredible…” Praven whispered. He hurled rubble and rocks once again, but his opponent had dug out his final reserves of strength.

Without warning, he burst forth like a thunderbolt, his blade cutting through Praven’s arms like butter. The Sith Lord growled. Then he screamed—a shout whose volume was amplified by the Force.

Unprepared, her Master was struck back. He clapped a pair of arms to his ears, cursing silently.

Oh, right! His hearing was better than Kira’s!

Shit… this decided the match, didn’t it? Just one more Scream, a stronger one, and her Master was done for—but he surprised her.

A bubble shimmered into existence around Praven’s when he tried that a second time, and the scream was reflected right back at him. The only sound escaping the bubble was channelled upwards, and the ceiling was blown off. A large pile of rocks fell on the Sith, who fell to his knees in agony, screaming in pain.

The Sith fell face-first into the dirt, utterly defeated. His forearms were stumps, blood oozed out of his ears. “Brilliant,” he mumbled. “Brilliant! You are… an astounding warrior.”

Kira’s Master failed to rise, but he turned his eyes to Kira, who nodded.

“The code. Now.”

“It’s on my belt. Second pouch on the right of the buckle.” He closed his eyes and waited. “Well? Aren’t you going to kill me?”

“Not the Jedi way to kill a defeated opponent,” Kira replied. “But we promised you a long chat afterwards. So, we’ll be taking you with us.”

The Sith seemed confused. Kira sighed. He probably couldn’t hear right now. She took the stunner out of its sheath and pressed it against his neck. He made a rather comical gurgle and passed out.

Kira keyed her comm. “C2? We’ll leave the canyon in the Sith’s ship. Pick us up on the surface. We have to make up for lost time.”

*

[universeofmuses]

//so I wanted to post these every Friday so people had something fun to read over the weekend, but I’m going to post the next one now as a poor attempt to make it up everyone who I had to drop a thread with. I hope you like the next chapter.

(Cyber Café)

Conner and Ethan where sitting at the bar of the busy cyber café talking about the previous school week while Trent was busy taking orders from the customers and Hayley filling the orders and taking the money,

"Man I can't believe that I have a 5 page paper due in econ, man Mrs. Skipworth is cold-blooded." Groaned Conner,

"Well, of course she would mad at you dude, you fell asleep for the third time this week and you were snoring." Replied Ethan,

"Oh come on dude I wasn't EVEN snoring . . . hey wait." Conner admitted sheepishly as Ethan let out a stifled laugh.

"So how far along are you on the paper?" asked Ethan while containing his laughter,

"Well I got through a page and a half last night." Conner replied

"Hey that's not too bad." Replied Ethan,

"Yeah I know, hey where's Kira today?" asked Conner showing peeked interest in his question,

"Uh, I think she said something about helping Dr. O with organizing his old stuff." Ethan replied,

just as Ethan answered Conner's question Kira came up behind the guys and caught them off guard,

"Hey guys" Kira said very enthusiastically,

"Kira!" both teens said in unison,

"Hey I got some bad news, Dr. O is giving us a pop quiz on Monday." Kira finished with a bummed tone in her voice,

"Oh man, that's even more that I have to worry about now." Conner said hysterically,

"Well there goes my weekend of breaking in a new game." Ethan said,

"Kira, what did you do to make Dr. O so mad to give us a pop quiz?" Conner asked,

"Nothing I just made an old joke." Kira said innocently, both boys let out an exasperated groan at Kira's explanation.

"Well if that's the case then we're all dead." Said Conner,

"Yeah, we'd better have a better chance at taking out Mesogog than passing that quiz." Said Ethan,

"Well I hope Mesogog doesn't attack this weekend cuz I'm in way over my head." Said Conner in a hopeful tone,

"I don't know about you guys but I have to get ready for my gig tonight, see you guys tonight." Said Kira as she turned to leave.

(Tommy Oliver's privet study)

After Kira left Dr. O grabbed the box that held the mementos from his time with Kimberly, the look of hurt and regret filled his eyes. The "Legendary" Tommy Oliver was over came with the look of a heartbroken kid who lost his dog to old age. (Watermarked images in the background start) as Tommy looked at a picture of him hugging Kim from behind and her laughing, images of when Tommy asked Kim out for the first time, the time when he caught Kim after she fainted when she found out he was the "Mysterious" white ranger, the time when she was captured by Zedd and had her life-force drained, when she left for Florida to train for the Pan Global Games, and finally when he received "the letter".(end background images) snapping back to reality as he felt a single tear run down his face, leaving his desolate, tear welling eye. Tommy's way of cooping was for him to work out and practice his karate; in a way it helped him to quiet his mind. As he was about to go to the gym he heard a siren go off in his lab and he knew instantly what was happening, he had to collect his thoughts and focus his attention to the current battle at hand and contact his teammates. He held his communicator to his mouth,

"Conner guys come in." Dr. O said,

"We read you Dr. O, go ahead." Replied Conner,

"Looks like Mesogog sent down one of his little experiments, we need to take care of it." Dr. O said

"Ok, we're on it; see you there." Said Conner,

And with that Dr. O got into his morphing stance.

"Dino-Thunder Power Up, Ha."

(Outside the Cyber Café)

"Ok, we're on it; see you there." Said Conner,

With that the four teens got into their stance,

"Ready?" asked Conner,

"Ready" replied the three other teens,

"Dino-Thunder Power Up, Ha." All four called out.

(The Frank's Gym, Reefside)

A petite brunette haired woman walked in the gym wearing a pink tank top and a black leotard, she headed toward the balance bar to work out a routine for nothing but the benefit of keeping her Olympic gold medalist figure in shape. As she worked out her complex routine in the gym she unknowingly gathered the attention of everyone in the building, when she jumped of the beam for the end of her routine she was startled by the sudden applause she had received. Playing into the applause the took a graceful bow as the applause subsided, now heading over to the juice bar to get quick drink; the man behind the counter had the TV on when a special breaking news bulletin came across the screen warning the residents of Reefside that they were under another monster attack, for some reason the woman couldn't shake the feeling of déjà vu from her old high school days. Then out of nowhere five rangers appeared to defend the city, as she watched the live report go on she couldn't help but notice that the black ranger's fighting style was strangely familiar to her but he couldn't place her finger on it. She thought and pondered about it for a while until the black ranger did a triple roundhouse kick, then it hit her like a semi-truck, she knew who the black ranger was.

"No, it can't be. Could it?" she asked out loud,

"Is there a problem lady?" asked the bartender,

"What, oh no, just though I saw someone" she said as she trailed off,

'wow small world, if he cant give this up then I've still got a chance its not too late for me' she thought.

"Do you have a phone book back there?" she asked the bartender,

"Yeah sure." He replied as he handed her the book,

'I've got to find him.' She thought as she went flipping though the book.

(Downtown Reefside)

All five rangers where sent flying to the ground hard as a failed attack with their saber-max swords backfired on them,

"Uh, Dr. O any other ideas?" asked Ethan,

"Yeah we're getting our butts handed to us." Remarked Conner,

"I know guys he's stronger than he looks." Replied Dr. O,

"Giving up so soon rangers? Anymore of this and you'll become extinct." Said the terror-dragon rex, a monster who had the body of a dragon with spikes all over its back, and two monstrous swirled horns on both sides of its head; its body is all black with streaks of green running trough it, and its weapon of choice is a sword that is similar to Dr. O' brachio-sword but it has a wider frame to it and its hilt is in the form of a horned-dragon's tail.

"He's right, Conner I think its time to go Triassic." Kira said looking from the monster to Conner,

"Shield of Triumph!" Conner called out as the Shield of Triumph materialized into existence, then Kira and Ethan made their power contributions to the shield; which allowed Conner to tap into a new level of power,

"Ok creepy this ends now, Shield of Triumph!" Conner called out as he and the terror-dragon rex disappeared into another dimension where the final moments of this battle would take place.

(Shield of Triumph Dimension)

The Shield of Triumph Dimension is a perilous world with a warped, twisted, distorted reality where anything can and will happen; the monster came spinning down onto a lonely floating square area and landed hard on the surface while Conner now in Triassic Ranger mode gracefully landed on the plane with a flare about him.

"oww, my aching gizzards, where are we?" the monster asked as he slowly rose up where he was standing,

"This ends now, Shield of Triumph!" Conner called out as a large sword blade came up from the middle of the shield as Conner dashed at the monster with light speed.

(Back in reality)

Suddenly Conner appeared behind the monster kneeling with his right are extended back like he had just finished a devastating sword attack while the monster behind him slowly fell away from him on its face and as soon as the monster landed it exploded into a large fireball.

(The Mysterious Island Lair)

"I see that the first step in the plan was a total success." Mesogog hissed at his henchmen,

"Yes my lord they took the bait hook, line, and sinker. Its only a matter of time now." Answered Elsa, much to Zeltrax's jealousy because he was in the background while Elsa got the attention of their master.

"I guess you two aren't completely incompetent after all." Mesogog hissed in approval of the recent success of the plan.

"When can we begin phase II of the plan?" asked Mesogog,

"Patients my lord we still have yet to find the proper power source for the device yet, but I have a good idea where I can find it; but first I have to pay a certain someone a visit to do recon." Said Elsa,

"Make it fast Elsa, before I lose my interest in this plan." Hissed Mesogog,

"Don't worry my lord the rangers will be gone in no time." Elsa replied with an insidious grin on her face,

"So tell me about this power source and who has it." Mesogog inquired,

"well, he's been in this game for a while now, and he's been the strongest leader that any team of rangers has ever had." Said Elsa.

(The Cyber Café)

The Cyber Café was full for Kira's performance, and as always Conner, Ethan, Trent, and Dr. O sat in the front most table waiting to hear their friend and fellow teammate play her set. Just as the group of rangers sat down, the woman from the gym appeared not sure what was going on as she made her way to the bar to get a smoothie,

"Welcome to the Cyber Café what can I get you?" asked Hayley,

"um, let he have a straw-berry smoothie please." The woman replied, "you sure are busy tonight aren't you?" asked the woman

"yeah its because we an up and coming musical performer who performs here every few weeks." Hayley explained as she handed her the smoothie,

"if you excuse me I have to announce her before the crowd starts getting restless." Said Haley as she made her way to the stage.

"As always the Cyber Café is proud to present Kira Ford and her band." Hayley announced

"Thank you Hayley, wow a lot more people this week; anyway as Hayley said I'm Kira Ford and this is my band, I hope you guys are ready for a good show." Kira said as she started a riff on her guitar,

(Twenty-five minuets later)

As she finished the last number with a big musical power cord,

"Thank you guys, you were a great crowd and remember to thank Haley also because without her I wouldn't have a place to play my music. Good Night." Kira said,

As she walked off the stage the crowd was going crazy

"ENCORE, ENCORE, ENCORE, ENCORE!" the electrified crowd chanted,

She couldn't resist the reaction to the crowd and walked up on stage and took the microphone.

"Ok guys, one more song." She said, and the whole room erupted into cheers,

"This last song is an old song, but a good song that I think is a good representation of me and my friends" Kira announced while looking at her friends; who at the mention of this the three teens looked at each other wondering what she was talking about while Dr. O had a content look on his face because he helped Kira pick out the song that she was talking about.

FLASHBACK

Kira and Dr. O where in the middle of cleaning up the basement/ command center,

"Hey Dr. O?" asked Kira,

"Yeah Kira, whats up?" Dr. O responded,

"I need some help picking out a song for my set tonight, I think I might be short a song; can you help me?" asked Kira,

"Sure . . . I know why don't you sing Riders On The Storm?" Dr. O suggested,

"Riders on the what?" asked Kira confused,

"Riders On The Storm, it's a song that Creed did back in the day; I think its perfect for you" Dr. O said,

"Ok, do you have the song so I can listen to it?" Kira inquired,

"Yeah sure." Dr. O said as he made his way over to the main computer and fired up iTunes and searched for the song, when he found it he played the song for Kira to hear.

END FLASHBACK

After a few moments of Kira and the band playing intro riff of the song Kira started to sing,

Riders on the storm.

Riders on the storm.

Into this house we're born

Into this world we're thrown

Like a dog without a bone

An actor out on loan.

Riders on the storm.

There's a killer on the road.

His brain is squirming like a toad.

Take a long holiday

Let your children play.

If you give this man a ride

Sweet family will die.

Killer on the road.

Yeah.

Yeah!

Girl, you gotta love your man.

Girl, you gotta love your man.

Take him by the hand

Make him understand

The world on you depends.

Our life will never end.

You gotta love your man.

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Riders on the storm.

Riders on the storm

Into this house we're born

Into this world we're thrown

Like a dog without a bone

An actor out on loan.

Riders on the storm.

Riders on the storm.

Riders on the storm.

Riders on the storm.

Riders on the storm.

Yeah!

Riders on the storm.

We're riders on the storm.

Storm, storm

We're riding on the storm

Yeah!

Riders on

Yeah!

Yeah!

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Riders on the storm

As Kira and band finished the song the crowd was ecstatic over the performance,

"Ok guys that my set and the end of the show, you guys where great; see you next time." Kira said

After she set the microphone down she made her way over to her friends to chat with them,

"Hey guys, what did you think about the performance?" asked Kira,

"It was great, cant you hear the crowd still going crazy about it?" Conner said,

"Yeah Kira, you smashed the performance tonight." Ethan said while Trent nodded,

"Thanks again for helping pick the song Dr. O, for an old fossil you know your stuff." Kira said with a smile on her face, while the others gave her the death glare

"Sure Kira anytime, and as for the fossil joke do you want to make it two pop quizzes this week?" asked Dr. O with a grin on his face,

"No, sorry, please don't do that to us." Kira begged,

"Well . . . just this one time I'll forgive you, but first quiz still stands." Dr. O said with an even larger grin on his face.

"Aw man." All four teens groaned at Dr. O's response.

A few hours later Hayley announced that I was closing time and that everyone had to go,

"well you guys better get going, wouldn't want your parents to be worried about you." Dr O said as he walked with is students out the door,

"You heading home too Dr. O?" asked Ethan,

"Yeah might as well I do have a quiz to right up." Said Dr. O with a chuckle in his voice,

"ok, ok, ok, no more old jokes." Said Kira,

"alright, night guys." Dr. O bid his students,

"night Dr. O" the four teens said as all five rangers parted ways for home.

(in a split-screen all five rangers simultaneously crawl into bed and begin having dreams of things that go bump in the night.)

KIRA'S DREAM:

Random images of a dark circular room with a globe at one end and a large blue tube at the other end, images of Dr O wearing a green suit, a white suit, a red suit, and then a black suit but she couldn't tell if it was a ranger suit or not. On top of those images were ones of a mystery city under attack, and images of a staff with a large 'Z' at the end; images of a rip in the sky growing by the second as thing start to disappear, and finally the last image that jarred from her all but peaceful sleep was an image of Conner unconscious on the ground at the mercy of a winged monkey in gold armor. At this final image she bolted upright in bed with large cold beads of sweat all over her body

"ok, wow, I've got to stop with the hot cheetos before bed." Kira said as she lay back down.

CONNER'S DREAM:

Conner's dream for some reason was just a bunch of random thoughts; thoughts of abandonment, thoughts of having to morph but being able to, thoughts of confusion of who where the villains he was up against, and finally as if someone had turned on the TV Conner had an image of Kira lying lifeless on a table in front of a large blue tube. As this image and thought crossed his mind he rolled over in sleep and rolled out of bed and fell hard on the cold wooden floor.

"oof, ok no more hot cheetos before bed." Conner said holding his sides, after he picked himself back up he got back in be and was fast asleep again in a matter of moments.

ETHAN'S DREAM:

Ethan's dream was like something out of a highlight reel of the power ranger teams throughout time, but the highlights were from the first power ranger team. Every fist to fist fight, every zord fight, and every defeat that the first team suffered; but it was weird because the last fight which ended in a loss Ethan felt like he was there and what was even stranger is that Conner, Kira, and Trent were there, but yet Dr. O was no where to be found. Ethan woke up calmly and made his way to the bathroom as he came back and layback down, and thought 'man Dr. O has us taking this ranger this way too seriously.'

TRENT'S DREAM:

Trent had visions of being in a castle on the moon ruled by a man with a silver staff with a large 'Z' on it and a woman who was a sorceress with help from their henchmen which included a winged monkey in gold armor and a walking skeleton warrior and for some reason what looked like a green power ranger? How could that be possible but then again he was evil so in a way it made sense, but then suddenly the whole area went blank as if time and space were suddenly destroyed in an instant. As Trent's mind wondered through obliterated reality he remained asleep.

DR. O'S DREAM:

Tommy was in fight with Goldar as he came to his friend's rescue, when he had dished enough damage to Goldar to make him retreat back to the moon palace the other rangers came to his side,

"Hey bro, thanks for your help but, what's up with the new outfit?" asked the Red Ranger, Jason Scott asked,

"Jace, what are you talking about I'm the green . . ." Tommy trailed off as he noticed he wasn't wearing the green ranger suit but rather a mesh of the green, white, red, and finally black ranger outfits then he noticed there were two red rangers, two blue rangers, two yellow rangers, and one white ranger,

"Conner? Kira? Ethan? Trent?" Tommy asked hoping he was imagining it,

"Yeah, Dr. O." the four teens said in unison, then he heard it clear as day; a deep all knowing voice,

"TOMMY, THE FABERIC OF TIME AND SPACE IS IN DANGER, ONLY YOU AND ONE OTHER CAN SAVE THE UNIVERSE FROM A HORRIBLE FATE. GOOD LUCK AND MAY THE POWER PROTECT YOU." The voice said

And at this Dr. O bolted up in bed in disbelieve as if he had seen a ghost.

"Did I really just hear that? No. is it even possible?" at this Dr. O went down into his basement/command center to see if there are any abnormalities in the morphing grid or anywhere else.

[salty-kira]

Had the funniest possible thought for me personally re: da4 protag.

Kira is the Inquisitor, he has the magic green hand. He’s not particularly combative in social situations with the ppl he likes, and he’s just like. A pretty nice guy, despite his weird unhingedness during battle. Sure he might be covered in viscera but he’ll still help an old lady cross the street kinda way. He has two sisters and they’re both yapper, his mothers a yapper, his new boyfriends a yapper— he has great listening skills, and has at least perfected multiple facial expressions to make it seem like he’s still listening even if he totally lost the plot multiple info dumps back. My point is, he and Solas get along great. Solas is very fond of him, and of Kira’s kind of…almost childlike curiosity, and on Kira’s part he’s like. ‘That’s my brother now’, even beyond ‘that’s the guy my sister is in love with’

Letha…..well, Letha joins up pretty quickly once she and her sister find out where Kira went, post conclave. And considering her and Ania’s weariness @ humans when it comes to their brother, Letha’s just grateful there’s someone there (Solas) that seems to understand Kira and also seems to have his interests in mind. She goes to thank him for being a friend to her brother , and then they fall into conversation, fall into friendship, fall into love. That requires more words, for a different post. But anyways, Letha loves Solas deeply, he loves her

And then there’s Ania. She’s fifth wheeling so hard. She’s the loudest of the three of them, the rudest, she was born a hater, trained in the ways of hating, will die flipping double birds at the world. She doesn’t like Dorian, especially not at first but he wins the brother-in-law competion if only bc he didn’t have plans to tear down the veil and leave her sibling heartbroken. It’s a tough road. She doesn’t like Solas either, and I don’t think he likes her all that much either haha, but mutual pact of peace bc Solas cares deeply for both of Ania’s siblings, and they both care about Solas, so Ania just has to suck it up.

Then Trespasser and ooooh Ania is sooooo mad.

During the 10 years following Solas; even if the Inquisition is disbanded, Kira still has to do so much around Southern Thedas, and Letha was always much more involved in helping their brother deal with the politics of being Inquisitor, so Ania’s the free hand that spends the most time tracking down Solas with Varric. So she’s the one at the ritual, she’s Rook, and just imagining she and Solas seeing each other again, especially having Solas in her mind, I find it hysterical

“Hey asshole.”

[kira-aminu]

There was a reason that it still hurt all these years later. Sitting across from Marcus now, Kira knew that despite her hurt and her anger, she was still head over heels in love with him. She hadn't wanted to be for a long time, she wanted to be over it more than anything, but she just could never fully let him go. Seeing him with Valentina hadn't hurt because he'd done anything wrong, but it was more that it seemed that everything she felt was one sided. It was confirmation that things were truly over. It was the realisation that she had to close that chapter at risk of truly losing herself and suffering continued heartbreak that she just couldn't take anymore, despite her love for him.

She couldn't deny that her heart ached watching him, the emotion obvious as she watched him slump over. A year ago, she'd have suffered whatever it cost her to go and comfort him, but instead she stayed in her seat, clenching her hands together in her lap. Pulling her feet up and onto the chair, she crossed her legs in front of her, nodding slowly. "What are you apologising for exactly Marcus? Because kissing someone years after our break up and listening to your parents aren't exactly crimes, are they?"

She had spoken with her therapist many times about what she would say to Marcus if he was in front of her and even though it had been hard to articulate, as she watched him actually in front of her, suddenly it all felt clear. "I'm going to talk now, okay? And for the first time since we broke up, I am going to be completely, one hundred percent honest and I need you to sit there and listen to me. I am not saying any of this to make you feel worse, but I am saying it because this needs to be said."

Blowing out a breath, Kira took a few seconds to compose herself before she began. "I don't think you know just how much it fucked me up when you broke up with me. I didn't just lose my boyfriend and the future we had planned, I lost a family, I lost friends and I lost myself." Pulling a cushion from behind her back, she traced the pattern on the material to keep her hands busy. "I lost my confidence, I constantly doubted if I was good enough. I haven't been able to trust anyone romantically. Up until I saw you kissing Valentina, I have been a shell of myself and I think you know that."

"I never told you any of this because I never wanted to hurt you but now I know that I also never told you because this isn't your fault. I should've dealt with this a long time ago but for a long time I thought holding onto my feelings for you was what I needed. The night before I saw you on the beach, my hopes were so high because you asked me to not leave that event at the brewery, do you remember?" She looked over at him, moving one hand to swipe a tear off of her cheek.

"I'm not claiming to have been a nun since we broke up, but that night I allowed myself to believe there was something still there for you and then the next day, I saw you with her." Her voice cracked a little, a few more tears running down her cheeks. "I don't know how to let you go, Marcus, but we can't keep doing this. I can't be heartbroken over you anymore, I need to find me again." Brushing her cheek again, Kira took a shaky breath. "And I want this for you too, I don't want to see you in pain like this, I don't want you to hold onto guilt or hurt. We can't go on like this, Marcus, we just can't."

Why she didn't just close the door in his face was beyond him. Marcus knew he deserved that. No one else understood it but him. Everyone else made comments about them - It's been years or you were broke up when kissing Val - but you had to be one of them to get it. The love they shared was hypnotic. Nothing had been like his time with her. After that, it was the pull to each other. Until you've experienced that with another human, you will never understand how much you can hurt them. He knew. Marcus felt the pain that shone in her eyes that dreadful night last summer.

He slowly walked inside and felt his jaw clench. The room was filled with her and his chest burned. How could perfume make you feel bad? Marcus said nothing but waited and followed her through the house and outside. Thankfully it was warm. "Thanks," he muttered, sitting down.

A moment passed after her questions and he sighed, defeat making him slump over. "I know..." he said. He didn't either but knew he owed her this. "I just -- I wanted to say sorry," he muttered too afraid to look at her. "For last summer...for listening to my parents..." he looked up at her and gulped, "Everything. I'm sorry."

[screwoffdotnet]

lawlight is actually so funny to me because in no context would these 2 characters even be capable of being in love or romantically interested in each other. they would prob still kiss tho like as a prank or something

[multifandoms27-blog]

Light Yagami Relationship HC's

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Content: Light Yagami x gn!Reader

Warnings: Yandere themes, Light murdering your friends, break up

Notes: This turned into more than relationship HC's, but this has also been in my drafts for a while and I just wanted to get it over with lol

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Lol

You're FUNNY if you think you could actually love Light Yagami

it's me. i'm funny.

Yeah, anyway-

Pre-Kira? Mans is alright. Doesn't exactly understand some relationship stuff, like the importance of affection other than soft kisses, but wont be afraid to ask

Will also probably make sure of your boundaries once the relationship starts

Wont start out head over heels, I think Light is somewhat of a demiromantic/sexual. It'll take him a while before he's head over heels for you.

Mostly a respectful boyfriend, if not clueless when it comes to this, again. Nothing wrong with that.

Now, post-Kira Light?

oh shit

He will still make sure of your boundaries, but he will begin to push at them after a while. See what your limit really is

This may lead him to using you like how he would use Misa, the only difference being that he actually had feelings for you

Speaking of Misa, he informs you of his decision to "date" her

Honestly? You broke up with him because of it. And good on you. You deserve wayyy better than that. However...

Nobody leaves Light Yagami heartbroken. You will be the true diety of the new world alongside him! No other woman or man or person matters other than you- can't you see that?!

He'll go on a desperate rant to you in the rain a couple weeks after your breakup. It was the first time he had seen you since then.

Of course, it's going to take more than begging to get you to go back to him. So, you leave him in the rain.

If he sees you with anyone else, he's finding a way to put their name in the notebook. He can't stand the thought of someone else having you but him - no matter the gender.

Eventually he tells you that Misa knows their relationship is fake and lies that he's free to date other people. He then explains the Shinigami eye deal to you (you already knew about the Kira part) and begs once again for you to come back

You tell him you have to think about it. On the surface, he accepts that answer, but in reality he's angry that you wont take him back

But, he knows if he gets angry, that you wont go back to him. Then who would he rule with?

Eventually you decide to get back with him, but you want your relationship on the down low

"Oh, because of my public relationship with Misa? I understand. That's actually pretty sma-"

"No. It's because I don't want to be made a fool out of." You responded coldly.

"W-wait, so I can't tell...anyone?" Light stood, grabbing your shoulders.

"No. Just like I haven't told anyone about the notebook, or that you're Kira." You glanced away. It was for the best.

Ryuk laughed hard that day.

Light was convinced that you wanted to keep it a secret because you had feelings for somebody else, and he just simply couldn't have that.

Suddenly, criminals stopped dying and people you knew were dying instead

Knowing it was Light, you knew he'd only stop if you allowed him to make your relationship known.

"Light- Light please." You begged, tears falling down your face as the fourth friend died this week. "Please, stop killing them..."

"But why should I? I'm afraid they might take you from me." Light caressed your cheek.

"I'll- I'll let you make our relationship known! Just please stop killing them!" You cried.

Light grinned. "I'm glad you've come to see the error of your ways. Very well, (Y/n). I'll stop killing your little friends once I make our relationship known."

Relieved, you embraced him. His grin widened, as the rest of your friends' names were already pre-written in the notebook with times and dates. He planned to make your relationship known after. It would send a message to you to not defy him, your future husband, again. And it would send a message to everyone else to avoid you, leaving you to be his and his alone.

[once-1n-a-lifetime]

Yesss! If I'd do the same if I wanted to make sure I'm not asleep. I was thinking that maybe Derek knew that Stiles had a method to check his conscious state like how Scott knew, but there were absoluetly no scenes between the two in S3B. How can anyone explain why Derek dreamt about Stiles specifically if not to say he's his anchor?

The whole chess scene was just wow. I mean Derek wasn't an alpha anymore, Scott was, yet he was king. I'd theorise that's because Derek was considered the protector of Beacon Hills like his family, but your theory was so good. (Also, on a side note, am I the only one who thinks that Stiles literally explained nogitsune's plan through chess? I mean he put the twins and Derek together while Allison and Scott were together (Issac not included because nogi thought he died and Kira didn't really do much anyways), but I feel like all the deaths could've been avoided if they just looked closely, after all, it's Stiles' game like Peter said.)

Let me introduce you to another thought, in S4, everyone looking at Stiles when Derek said he's leave. Why? Why were they looking at him while he supported a heartbroken expression? Everytime I think I'm good to relax I get startled by this thought.

Thinking about how Derek is so hard to contact all the time, but when they were like “Stiles is missing” he immediately showed up.

Thinking about how Scott and Isaac, who see Stiles almost every day, had to go back to his room for a stronger scent. But Derek didn’t.

Thinking about how Derek got to the roof of the hospital first and was like “Stiles was here. He was anxious. He was fighting with himself”.

Thinking about how Derek was the one giving the Jeep a jump start because he knows how important the Jeep is to Stiles.

Thinking about how when he was told “I think Stiles is the one possessed” he immediately dismissed it, but figured out what happened and went straight to Scott instead of telling anyone else. And instead of trying to kill him.

Thinking. Thinking. Thinking.

[charliedawn]

What if they saw you with someone else ?

"I love you, Y/N !"

He confesses on the spot, knowing that it's already too late, but still wanting to tell you the truth. He looks at the man/woman you are with and can't hold back his tears at the painful realization that it will not change anything..He bites his lower lip, waiting for your answer as you seem frozen in shock at his sudden confession.

"I'm..I'm sorry, Stiles. I've waited so long for you. But, I'm done waiting now."

You finally say and his throat feels so dry all of a sudden. Of course..What did he think would happen ? That you would leave everything to be with him ? He's an idiot..He closes his eyes and takes a few steps back, trying not to trip on his way out.

"I would have waited forever for you.."

He whispers to himself when he knows you can't hear him. He closes his eyes and grips the fabric over his chest tightly. Why does it hurt so much ?

Scott sees you kissing someone else after a lacrosse game and hides until you're alone. He then steps out from the shadows with teary eyes.

"When were you gonna tell me about you two ?"

You sigh before turning towards him and crossing your arms over your chest.

"When were you gonna tell me about you and Kira ?"

He stays silent. He knows he should have told you, but he was afraid. He knows he shouldn't feel so heartbroken. It's his fault afterall.

"You know..I really felt bad for having feelings for you when you were with Allison ? She was my best friend, and when she died ? I was devastated. I thought I had done something wrong, that the world was punishing me. But, now ? I realize that I wasn't the one being punished. You knew what I was feeling for you, and yet, you didn't hesitate before discarding me and getting with Kira instead. I'm tired of feeling sorry for myself, Scott. And, I'm tired of always being the second choice."

You walk past him and Scott's jaw twitches as he tries to hide his tears. He thought that being with Kira would make him forget, forget how he had let Allison down and made you suffer for it..but, now that he is truly alone ? He realizes that nothing would ever make him forget..

Derek immediately reacts possessively and gets the individual off you before growling at them.

"What do you think you're doing ?!"

"What do YOU think you're doing ?!"

To his sheer astonishment, you're the one who just raised your voice at him. You get the other man/woman out of his grip and glare at him with such intensity that it takes all of his willpower not to break and apologize to you here and there. He opens his mouth to apologize, to tell you that he's sorry, that you mean more to him than anyone else in his life..But, he doesn't say anything, and you don't let him.

"It's over, Derek ! I'm done with werewolves, banshees, kitsunes...I'm done with the supernatural and you, always choosing them over me ! I'm tired of waiting for you, Derek."

Your words destroy him emotionally and he glances with such sadness at you before looking away and closing his hands into fists. You're afraid he'll take out his anger on you, but he only runs away. When he reaches his family house, this is when he start punching the walls and screaming out his frustration. He thought you would wait for him..He was wrong.

"Princess..?"

He can't believe what he is seeing and stays stunned for a few seconds before calling you. You turn around to face him and he sees it in your eyes; he's not dreaming. He gently takes your hand in his and, to your surprise, apologizes to you.

"I'm sorry, princess. I..I'm sorry that I didn't get it before. I don't know why I thought you would wait for me ?"

He laughs bitterly at his silly idea, trying to hide his pain from the both of you and failing miserably. Your heart tightens at the sight and you try to find words to comfort him, but the words don't come. He finally shakes his head and wordlessly walks away.

"Jordan !"

You call him and he stops, waiting. You open your mouth again, but can't find anything to say, other than to apologize.

"I'm sorry.."

He nods once, as if to acknowledge and thank you for trying before continuing on his way. He's a Hell dog and you're..You're nothing like him. He should have known that princesses don't fall for monsters. He just thought—hoped—that this would be different, that you would be different.

As soon as he sees you holding the hand of someone else, he growls at the person before taking your hand and running away with you. Suddenly, you get out of his grip and glare at him.

"Why are you acting this way ?!"

You yell, tired of being confused by the mischievous and mysterious werewolf that only ever played with your heart from day one.

"Because, I love you, Y/N ! I'm desperately, can't-get-you-out-of-my head, over the hills in love with you !"

He finally admits and your breath hitches at his confession. It is the first time that he seems so..genuine ?

"Why didn't you tell me ?"

He huffs a laugh at the question and shakes his head in disbelief, as if the answer is obvious.

"I was waiting for you to make the first move.."

You frown and feel anger bubbling in your chest.

"I'm not omniscient, Peter ! If you really loved me ? You would have found a way to tell me sooner. It's too late now, Peter.."

He smiles sadly, more to himself than at you before raising his eyes at you, letting you see the blue glowing in them, the color of heartbreak and loss for werewolves. You gasp.

"I know that."

He says, already knowing that whatever he would say wouldn't make a difference. You're not his, you would never be..

"I..I'm happy for you."

He hides the red rose he had bought for you behind his back and forces himself to smile, pretends that he doesn't feel devastated by the news. You smile happily and nod gratefully at him.

"Thank you, Chris."

Somehow, when you utter his name, he feels so cold..As soon as you are both out of view, Chris throws the rose in the bin and walks away. Unbeknownst to him that you came back to say goodbye and took the flower out of the bin, understanding his intentions tonight. You feel tears well up in your eyes and look around frantically for him, screaming his name.

"CHRIS !"

He hears you, but doesn't come back. It's just too painful. He closes his eyes shut and digs his nails in the palm of his hands in order not to completely let pain and sorrow overcome him. He then hears you finally leave and then, he lets his tears fall down his cheeks and breathes deeply to calm himself, to no avail. His breathing becomes hectic and he feels as if he is having a heart attack. How could he have let you so close to his heart, affect him in such a way ? He knew it would hurt..But, he still let himself have hope. But, hope is nothing more than that: hope. He lost you. Now, what is he supposed to do ?

"I..I just thought that you..liked me ?"

She confronts you directly and you open your mouth, genuinely surprised. But, you don't know what to say. You smile apologetically at her.

"I'm sorry, Lydia..I..I didn't know.."

She smiles sadly at you before shrugging.

"Yeah..I know. I'm pretty good at keeping secrets now.."

You frown in incomprehension and she quickly wipes away her tears before turning away.

"I'm happy for you. I hope that you two will be happy.."

She says and you bite your lower lip in order not to cry too.

"Lydia.."

You try to call her, extending a hand to grab hers, but she doesn't wait. She walks away with her head high. She wouldn't let you see how much you mean to her, she wouldn't let you see how broken she really is..She can't. She can't take away your happiness. Even if she is devastated inside, she wouldn't face your pity or your sympathy. She is glad that you are happy. You're all that matters.

Sheriff Stilinski went to his son who tried to comfort him.

"Hey..If she/he didn't see how amazing you are ? Then they weren't worth it."

He said and Stilinski closed his eyes, finding a little comfort in his son's words.

"Thank you, son."

But then, he remembers how you seemed so happy in someone else's arms and tightens his hold on his son, not wanting him to see him cry. He loves you..He truly does. He didn't feel like that since...He remembers Stiles' mother and feels his heart shatter as he realizes that he failed two times to be with the one he loves..He wipes his tears and looks at his son with a small sad smile.

"You're the only one I need, Stiles. You're the one who should be worried about finding love, not me. I should be the one encouraging you and saying that there are plenty of fish in the sea."

Stiles smiles up at his father before shrugging.

"Nah. It would be too normal for us. We're an unconventional family after all !"

Sheriff Stilinski smiles back at his son before huffing a laugh.

"That we are.."

He agrees.

"What are you doing ?!"

Jackson yelled, pissed off to see you with someone else, kissing someone else..But, you frowned at him.

"I'm spending time with my boyfriend/girlfriend, do you mind ?"

Yes. He does. He wants to tell you that you should be spending time with HIM, that you should be kissing HIM, that you should love HIM..But, he doesn't. He only glares at your partner before gritting his teeth and turning away to leave. When he is far enough, he breaks into tears and sits down on the floor, too crushed by his own feelings to continue walking. He hits his head multiple times against the wall behind him to numb the pain in his heart, but it doesn't. He feels the pain becoming fire in his chest and struggles to breathe through his tears. Why ?

"I really thought you would be the one to finally choose me.."

Isaac is crushed. He really thought that things would be different this time. He really thought you would be the one to love him unconditionally. But, he saw you with someone else and everything crumbled. How could he have been so naive ? He wanted to be angry, but he couldn't..It's not your fault. You weren't even aware of what he was feeling for you, and he would keep it that way..He would continue to love you in secret, imagining what life could have been if only you had waited for him ?