#I just do want to give a very special shout out to how badly the qun/ari were handled again

[heart-forge]

thoughts on veilguard? not sure if you've shared any opinions on it already!

I think we can all agree it's a game that exists for sure.

[fishnapple]

FUTURE SPOUSE : WHAT YOU LOVE ABOUT THEM

(can also apply to long-term committed partner)

This is a general reading meant for multiple people. Take only what resonates and leave out the rest.

Your feedback is much appreciated. If you find the reading resonated with you, leave a comment, I’d love to know 🎐

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1. Carnelian

The Carnelian stone, which represents this group, looks like a heart with The Moon stone right above it, open, its dark side is exposed, making the impression of a heart broadcasting something. I can see that this person has an open heart. They put their vulnerability on an open platter for you to see. They had been hurt in the past, their heart is full of scars, but they don't hide it. It takes great bravery to do that, and you will love them for it.

They know how to move on from past hurt, from pains, especially in relationships. They didn't become pessimistic because of it. They have learnt the lessons and are ready to do better in the future. You won't see bitterness in them, they're probably the kind that don't talk bad about their ex, even if that ex had hurt them badly. This trait will also be clearly felt when you two have arguments or in conflicts. They may be angry, you may shout at each other, but they will cool down and think rationally about the problem and ready to solve it together with you, no passive-aggressive actions. After that, they won't bring it up again in the future just to make you feel bad.

Part of the reason why they can bravely face the conflict and move on is because they can detach their mind from the conflict, able to see it from many viewpoints. They are fully aware of their emotions, but they don't let them run amok and cloud their mind. They give equal respect to both emotion and rationality. At times, they can even appear a little cold or detached, too logical, but you will still admire that about them or even find it attractive.

They could have a very unique beauty or what is considered classic beauty but put a creative spin to it. The kind that stands out, or at least in your eyes, you will always be able to find them in a crowd. Not exactly because it's so exceptional but because it shows individuality.

I don't think they are a conventional person, something about them is going against the grain of society. They are a free thinker, the way they think and speak is unique and beautiful. It's full of wisdom and maturity. You can learn a lot from them. Their advice is kind and considerate and you will feel their love through it.

Above all, you love their compassion for life. They are a humble person, despite their talents and wisdom, they don't go around lecturing and ordering people. They understand that everyone has their own problems and fears, so even in conflict, they won't go out of their way to demolish the other person. They have the mindset of 'Live and let live'.

Being with them will make you feel peaceful, understood, and free. At times, it will feel like a gentle breeze blowing through your hair in the middle of a field, at other times, it will feel like sinking yourself into the tub, warm water washing away all of your fatigue.

2. Tiger's eye

I get a feel that this person spoils you a lot. They would try to fulfil your every wish, as long as it's in their ability. It could be buying you gifts, cooking your favourite dishes, helping around the house etc. They just know how to make you feel safe and satisfied.

They are generous and dependable. A part of them is very adventurous while another part of them is more traditional and liking structure. This traditional part is likely shown only in close relationships. You can feel that they treat you more specially, more preciously, they put serious intention into the relationship with you.

They could be a little clingy? wanting to be with you at every moment, somehow the old song 'I don't want to miss a thing' by Aerosmith comes to mind. You may complain about it sometimes but I think secretly, you do enjoy that kind of behaviour. It shows loyalty.

They would like to take the more dominant role in the relationship, wanting to lead and plan ahead for both of you. If you are someone more on the passive side, this will make you more at ease. Beware of the tendency for 'laziness' and 'dependency' though, since they take on the more active role and like to do things more.

The way they talk, it's smooth and has a sway to it. They could give you lots of compliments, not the shallow, generic kind but the kind that unique only to you, makes you feel that they pay attention to every small detail about you. They sure know how to flatter your ego a bit and make you feel more confident in yourself.

Whatever darkness is hiding in your closet, they will pull it out for you, gently, persuasively, do a spring cleaning and give you a better perspective on those issues. You may feel resistant at first, but gradually, with time, you will come to appreciate their doing this for you. They could buy you a house but they'd rather help you build your own house.

Another thing you love about them is their passion, it's spontaneous and out of the blue, like electricity. Things are planned in such an unplanned way that you will be surprised every time. Being with them will feel safe but never boring.

You guys may also communicate a lot through dreams or other psychic means. The connection has a strong spiritual side to it. You and them both intuitively know what the other person is thinking without many words spoken. It's a silent understanding, a link between two spirits.

3. Aventurine

I get a sense of candidness from this person. They have a style of expression that is both soft, childlike yet wise and mature at the same time.

They have a dry or wacky sense of humour that you love. It touches other's insecurities in such an odd way that make others feel at ease and safe with them. For example, you guys have to go somewhere dark but you have a fear of the darkness, instead of making fun of you for it, they will act all scared and jumpy and insist on holding your hand to calm them down, even if they don't actually scare of the dark. They can make fun of themselves and bring themselves down a bit to elevate the other person. You would have your fears gradually banished by being with them. They help you to be more courageous.

Even though they act like that, they don't seem to be someone that people can mess with. Maybe they have a very intimidating air about them. The way they deliver the jokes could be very deadpan. But it will make you laugh and make you feel protected.

This person doesn't have a big ego. They're self confident, as in being sure of themselves and that's for them is enough, they don't feel the need to go around imposing their will on other people, advertising their brilliance to get praise. In fact, this person is very down-to-earth, praise actually come naturally to them. Because of their sureness in themselves, they know where they stand in a relationship, what they want from a relationship, where the relationship is going, so they are decisive. They will tell you straightforwardly how they feel and what they want for the relationship. If there's a problem in the relationship, they will address it clearly to you and expect both of you to solve it together. You will love them for their honesty and their way of approaching everything.

They could be the best hugger. You love being hugged by them. Something feels soft and warm, yet sturdy. They may not be a big person but their energy is big. Even if their physique is smaller than you, hugging them will feel like hugging a big tree or a big teddy bear.

They are also very giving. They will share their time, their resources with you without second thought, or for some hidden motives. There could be a boundary issue though, you may sometimes feel that you guys have fused with each other, the boundary of what is yours, and what is theirs will be blurred. Maybe you're someone who likes to be one with your partner, then you could find this to be of no issue.

4. Clear quartz

This person seems like someone who is very good with words. They could be in the publishing, writing, or journalism. Or singing.

They are like a magician, there's magic in their work. They have an expansive inner world. When you get closer to them and take a peek inside their world, you will see its marvels, like a large reservoir, an inner creative power generator. They can translate that power into their works, works that can move many people. It comes with rigorous hard work, though. They are dedicated to whatever they're doing. They want perfection, mastery over it, whatever hard work is needed, they don't mind putting all in. That attitude is what makes dreams come true. And I think you can't help but fall in love with that.

They could seduce you with just words or their voice. The way they talk or sing can speak deep into your soul, pull out your hidden feeling. They could have a healing effect on you that you love. It makes you feel like being cocooned in a velvet blanket.

This person has a sensitive and intense soul. They don't love lightly. Once they are committed to someone, they will be there with that person through thick and thin, always preparing to face the storm together. You will love being loved by them. It's not a common experience. Love is not a common experience, of course. But being in love with them will have a depth that is hard to find with other people. They could make your past relationships feel pale in comparison. This person could show their love for you through physical touch and intimacy. It's when their love will find its rawest expression.

You will love them for for being a humanitarian. They care about the world, society, and people. What they're doing is not just a form of self-expression but also directed towards a bigger goal. They want to contribute to the greater good, to make changes and make people's life better. It may sound like some kind of lofty ideals, but actually they do believe in it. And their faith will be their power. You have fallen in love with a magician, so expect magic and miracles coming out of their hat.

[starlightsuffered]

Ruin her Innocence (Part 2)

Warnings - oral (female receiving), making deals for sex, telling someone to start birth control, sacralige during sex, innocent reader, short reader, petite reader, inexperienced reader, first time, alluding to penetrative sex, communion, eating food off body, body shot kinda

I hadn't been able to stop thinking about Kyle since he'd stolen my first kiss. However, I was determined not to have it happen again. Kyle would not have any more of my firsts.

We were sitting in a reserved study room. I was pouring over the information we needed, trying to find ways to condense it.

"Kyle," I snapped, he was reading his damn book.

"Yeah?" He asked lazily.

"I literally gave you the book, and opened it to the page you need, all you need to do is read," I begged.

"I could, but I don't want to," he smirked.

"You think I want to? What I want is a good grade, so I can get into a good college," I said.

"There's a way that you could convince me," he said with a dirty gleam in his eye.

"Oh no," I said, my heart some how sinking and panging at the same time.

"Let me give you your first kiss, and I'll behave," he offered.

"You already did, remember?" I gritted out.

"No, to your other lips," he said.

"What? You're making no sense."

He rolled his eyes.

"Let me eat you out," he explained.

"Eat me out?"

"You know," he said, making a V with two long fingers and waggling his tongue in the space between them.

"Oh, that," I said in near horror. "Why do you want to do that? Don't men hate giving head?"

"Not this man," he chuckled darkly.

"But that's where I pee, and have my period, and you want to put your tongue in there?" I asked.

"Very badly," he nodded.

"And you PROMISE you'll do the work if I let you do..... that?" I asked.

"Today I will, you may have to convince me again other times."

I weighed my options. I needed a good grade. I'd obsessively gotten all As in English since I'd ever done it. He could ruin my perfect streak. On the other hand, it would make him disgustingly cocky, and I'd be giving him another first. There was a small part of me, the part that thought about him at night while my cunt ached, that wanted this to happen.

"Okay," I sighed and he looked like he could shout for joy. I began to take off my pants.

"Ah, ah, ah," he scolded, " all of them, I want everything off."

"You want me naked?"

"Yes, bless my eyes with your form," he pleaded. The need in his voice nearly made me shiver. No one had ever been this... desperate for me. I knew it was just the turn on of me being a virgin, but it still made my body light up.

"Lock the door," I demanded. He went to do that as I took off my clothing. Once I was bare before him, I shrunk in on myself in shame.

"Don't do that, you're gorgeous," he said, removing my arms from hiding my breasts.

"So petite and small, how will my cock ever fit inside you?" He asked.

"We're not doing that," I snapped.

"Only a matter of time," he said with a wolfish grin. "Now, lay down for me."

I did as he said. Instead of coming to me, he grabbed something from the window sill. He then dropped down and straddled me. His weight felt nice on my aching core. I nearly wanted to rub myself on his dress pants for some relief.

He took what he was holding out. He placed a communion wafer on each of my hard nipples. Then he was pouring wine into my belly button, I gasped and he smirked. I could feel his hard cock in his pants, and I didn't necessarily know what was considered big, but he felt big.

"In the name of the father," he said, lips picked up the first wafer on my left nipple. I gasped as I felt his lips touch the sensitive flesh.

"The son," and there went the second wafer, and I was panting.

"And Holy Spirit," he finished by sucking the wine from my belly button.

"Oh my," I whimpered.

"Let's feast," he said, and began to lap at my heat. I couldn't keep still or quiet. How had I not known how wonderful this would feel? I didn't even masturbate.

"Mmm, there's something special about this pussy, the best I've ever tasted," he complimented, and my headiness became nearly overwhelming. Hearing him praise me did something in my stomach.

He continued with tiny licks to my clit, which he found immediately. I felt like I was going to pee, or explode, or something, it was an unknown feeling.

"K-Kyle," I moaned. He hummed into my cunt and I felt like lightning struck me.

"Oh, oh, so good, so good," I heaved. My breasts moved up and down rapidly with my arousal. His tongue was dipping in and out of me. I wanted to scream from pleasure. It was unreal how I felt.

"Somethings happening," I cried, "My legs feel weird, I feel like I'm about to burst!"

"You're going to come y/n, just let it happen," Kyle told me gently.

"I c-can't," I wailed as he dove back in, massaging the skin of my thighs. "I can't, Oh!"

The most wonderful feeling washed over me. I was shaking as he moaned into me. I couldn't help the small sounds that came from my lips. It was bliss reverberating through my body. It was like shockwaves overtook me.

"Oh, oh, uhhhhhh," I whined. I was coming down now, but I wanted it again. I wanted to feel that way forever.

"Feel good?" Kyle asked, his face slick.

"So good," I groaned.

"Here, taste yourself," he said, climbing up and trying to get me to suck on his tongue.

"What! That's so weird," I said, pushing him away.

"It's not, you'll like it, you taste good," he said, and put out his tongue again.

"This can't be normal," I said. He rolled his eyes.

"Y/n, I'm not some hedonistic demon who knows sexual things the world hasn't yet seen. This is plenty normal. I've tasted my own on girls' tongues before."

"Oh all right," I huffed. He bent down again, and I squealed as he replenished his tongue. I sucked on his tongue and tasted the tang of myself. I did feel my core heating again.

"There we go," he said, and removed himself from me.

I got up and began putting on my clothes.

"You have to study now," I pointed at him.

"Not this very minute, I need to change," he said.

"Why?" I asked.

"I came in my boxers when you did," he said plainly. I heated all over. He was so casual about it, but the idea did nothing to help my regrowing desire.

He came back moments later, in new pants. I wondered how he wasn't ashamed of having cum filled boxers in his locker.

"Alright," he cracked his knuckles. "Time to get to work.

I was appalled to see he was magnificent when put to the test. He could've easily helped me get an A, but he'd tricked me into this deal.

"By the way," he said as we left the room. "You definitely need to get on birth control, I'm not letting this go," he said, and cupped my pussy over my school skirt. I pushed his hand away shakily with a reproachful look.

"Not in public!" I hissed.

"You'll be eating those words soon," he said with a wink, and then he left.

[bwbawa]

hello, so I'm questioning if I'm autistic so i can reach out for a diagnosis maybe, and i saw another person do this so i wanted to try it out

i wrote a list of some of the things i think that are autistic traits about me and if anyone would like to please read them and tell me if they could be autism or maybe smth else? lol, just as a big favour really. I'll give more context if any is needed, thanks so much!!

also please reblog for reach if you want to, thank you

ts bellow the cut :]

- stimming ( twirling and braiding hair, used to suck on my own hair as a kid, rocking back and forth, doing ??? weird stuff with ny mouth and fingers lol, moving legs a lot)

- echolalia; internal, repeating phrases and songs on my head, but also doing sounds with my mouth

- always feeling like an outsider. This wasn't bad for me as a kid since i was very into creepypastas and media related to being an outcast, i never related it to something bad until adolescence which im still in, and I'm more insecure now about it.

- also, very extroverted as a kid, didn't get social cues and was offensive sometimes

- couldn't and still can't control my strength very well ( sometimes things fall out of my hands or i touch someone harder than i wanted to)

- sensitive skin, to heat cold and pain

- very talkative, as a baby was LITERALLY born babbling

- not good at eye contact, either do way too much or way too little

- terrible at maths (jst not logical to me??? dk how people find them logical )

- kinda restrictive interests but no special interests

- very picky as a child, fav foods were salted noodles with ketchup or by themselves. ( still can't stand some foods and mixing some foods together )

- horrible coordination and balance: didn't learn to tie my shoes correctly, how to ride a bike or how to swim, i bought wheelies and cant use them because my balance is horrible, i run weird (like a baby kind of) and I'm always stumbling on my own feet

- again, didn't learn some stuff until grown: didn't know how to shower correctly or make my bed ( could be due to being very taken care of as a kid, aka my mom didn't let me do stuff by myself )

- terrible spacial awareness: again, stumbling with my own feet, waddling like a penguin when i walk with my friends lol

- bad perception of time

- got upset when things didn't go my way

- ran away when kids were being too loud but didn't mind big performances loud spaces

loud THUDS or sudden noises however startle me, scare me and stress me out: was and still am kind of afraid of balloons, shouting people and loud thuds. As a baby i cried when someone spoke too loudly

- lately I'm much more sensitive to stimuli than i was, could be due to heightened stress in my life: badly done beds make me want to cry, crumbs on the bed feel like hell, heat and sweating are hell, some months ago i cried because my sunglasses and headphones weren't working and there were too many sounds, my head it hurted and everything felt wrong, sent me into a kind of crisis.

- don't think I'm overly empathetic, but i have a strong sense of justice and get very upset and ill about injustices.

related to that, movies and shows that require a lot of stress i don't like, they make me feel ill and i prefer spoilers when it's like that, i get too nervous.

- socially awkward and don't know how to keep conversations going, at least small talk.

- although i used to talk a lot, nowadays i prefer to stay quiet sometimes.

- i get VERY angry and frustrated but it goes away kind of quickly?

-i used to be very loud and I still dont know how to control my tone of voice ( how loud or quiet i am) and i spoke in a very high pitched voice as a child

- i used to read a lot, went to the library in the recess instead of hanging out all the time with kids and used some complicated words that my parents didn't know i knew

- all my life i only had one close friend ( not the same, but always one)

- i think i had a specific routine of morning

- i have a hard time concentrating and being organized

- i make plans for myself in the night and get upset when OTHERS interrupt it but not when i do

- hard time knowing when to pee and when to eat

- again sensory issues, some foods make me want to puke, and wet, sticky or extremely dry hands are disgusting. Also, light touches feel like anger.

- as a kid I repeatedly watched stuff, ended up boring my family because i only wanted to watch that multiple times

- sensory seeker as a kid kind of, slept with my feet up, danced a lot (stimming?)

-i get irritated easily and can hurt people verbally

- don't know if related but i sometimes very anxious, get upset about not saying goodbye correctly to certain people, as a kid i used to cry and didnt want to go to school because of a "bad feeling" that smth bad was gonna happen, could be anxiety.

i absolutely sure there's more, but I don't wanna keep typing

just to finish, most of my circle is neurodivergent. And family wise, my sister is audhd, one cousin and uncle are autistic, my mom has adhd and two of my cousins are suspected autistic.

[chimchiri]

Hii WB anon here and I'm back again!! Saw your posts about spitdash and oh my god, I love the way you actually acknowledge the unfortunate power dynamic and found a way to make it work!! I think it's very romantic how Spitfire chose to step down in order to date rainbows dash, it's adorable!! As always your art and headcanons are great. Speaking of headcanons!! Since you've mentioned soarin and spitfire dynamics a few times, can we have more about them/soarin as a whole? I do not remember if I've mentioned it in the last ask but soarin is my personal favorite, I have a closer bond to him since he's the reason I got into the wonderbolts in the first place. So I'd love to see if you have any headcanons about him (fyi I will probably go back into your ask box to ask about the others but for now we're focusing on soarin he needs his moment to shine)

You hold a special place in my heart for asking about the WB, Soarin and Spitty... Oof long text incoming about them!

One recurring hc I have is that they're childhood friends - even platonic soulmates.

I hc Spitfire to have had a lot of trouble making friends as a kid. Mainly because she had way too much energy, an insane competitive drive and quite the anger issues. She didn't have anything against other kids per se, she wasn't just mean. But her natural talent for flying and quick frustration when others wouldn't do as she wanted (like a partner not giving it their all during a race or a slower runner making it hard for her to pass them during a run/race) were a toxic combination and made her explode regularly. Hearing her shout and stomp in frustration wasn't uncommon. Naturally, kids used to avoid and/or gossip about her, even if she tried to find some friends and help others get to her level so they could do some friendly racing or sparring. Some kids may have provoked her, which would usually result in a brawl or some form of violence depending on the other kid's attitude, as soon as she felt her pride was harmed. Ultimately she didn't want to harm other per se. She was just hyper-focused on running, flying, anything adrenaline, and had a lot of trouble managing her emotions.

Insert Soarin: I mentioned that he definitely loves a good race and winning as much as the other Wonderbolts - a quality anyone has naturally in that position. But outside of a race, I hc him as the softest, most relaxed, and also most tired guy there is. He really just encapsulates this meme for me (just imagine there are also dark circles)

He's docile, friendly and (as a kid) very agreeable - which unfortunately, resulted in him having trouble finding true friends as well and getting bullied. While he got to tag along, he was often the butt of a joke due to his soft nature. Being used as a water boy or personal butler also was daily routine, which he accepted with a heavy heart. I hc Soarin to have a strong sense of justice and having very developed empathy even as a kid. He's a thinker, a strategist. He observes, notices and concludes. He's not stupid. He knows and can tell the other kids don't really like him and treat him badly, but he just wants to have some friends. Plus, he's not very courageous (as a kid) and doesn't want to face arguing and fighting. He just wants to be included.

His "friend" group doesn't like Spitfire and definitely called her a crazy devil. Soarin initially only heard bad and frankly, quite intimidating things about her. But after meeting her he quickly concludes that she's not a real threat and just has some trouble with her anger. But she's trying to be helpful and outside of any competition is actually rather calm and nice.

There's no specific hc how they met but it was definitely Soarin who tried to initiate contact and a friendship. And Spitfire who was probably wary about him due to his friend group. I love to think they connected very quickly and balanced each other out well. Soarin was the first kid who would race her no matter how often he'd lose and not get annoyed or angry at her. Which was because he immediately noticed that she doesn't like to put others down - she just loves to race, win and get better. After a while he also realized, that she loves any kind of improvement, really. Not just her own. She'd give him tips, train with him and would also get just as excited when he got better. She just loved adrenaline, training and most importantly - seeing improvement and success. For her or others. It's something Sptifire never noticed herself and it was Soarin who, years later, would mention it and ultimately be the reason why she would end up as captain of the Wonderbolts.

Kid Spitfire would be good for Soarin too: not only standing up to anyone who treated him badly, but also getting him to speak out for himself and say out his thoughts out loud.

Honestly, I just love them getting each other. Even when they're completely different in character. They look at each other and they just know. They know when the other is unwell or when there is something off. There is almost no secret they can keep from the other. They know what the other needs, wants, desires. And by adulthood, they'd trust each other with their life. UGH I really really love them as platonic soulmates.

They walk side by side in each others lives. They're a perfect match and in the Wonderbolts, as captain and deputy, they're an almost unstoppable team. Not only because they trust and care about each other like no one else, but also because they both can separate work from their personal feelings. They're both able to make decisions that may be unpleasant for their friendship but greatly benefit the Wonderbolts.

A characteristic also great in arguments btw: Just because they understand and get each other doesn't mean they always agree with each other. I imagine they definitely get into loud arguments. Soarin can be just as stubborn as Spitfire in some aspects, especially when he thinks he has the correct facts and logic on his side. (It's the stubborn, analytical science side of his.) Though for them, it's easy to not take arguing personal. They may get frustrated but they can clearly differentiate that the topic at hand is the problem and each other. So it's not uncommon for them to be arguing and shouting at each other and having casual, friendly lunch 15 min later. Something that the other Wonderbolts definitely have a hard time understanding.

Some last points: Soarin has never had any jealousy towards Spitfire, neither as a kid, nor as her deputy. And maybe it's exactly because of this why she's made him deputy and then captain after her departure. I imagine her stepping down (for romance of all things, which he later learns) is the first thing he truly, never ever saw coming. He's usually great at reading and anticipating her. But this? It takes him by COMPLETE surprise and he definitely has a very hard time accepting it. It's like a surreal fever dream. He may even have a small crisis, thinking that she'll be gone for good after - just leaving him behind. This fear probably takes a LOT of reassurance from Spitfire to calm him down again.

I've written way too much already, so I'll just end it with two short hcs:

1) He's got trouble with sleep and insomnia since teenage years. It's often a joke with friends or later on in the WBs. Jokes he usually goes along with or even initiates. Spitfire is one of the few people who know that it's more than just jokes, and that some days it really takes a hard toll on him. They used to share beds - which helped Soarin sleep - and still sometimes do in the WBs. Which also leads into:

2) In some AUs, I hc they did have some flings and physical/sexual experience with each other. But the details are too much and complex to write out and too nsfw to include into this post.

[suspensefulpen]

Whumpcember Day 31: (Alt. 2) Forced to Watch

TW: Forced to Watch, Betrayal, Creepy Whumper, Chain Restraints, Brief Blood Mention

@whumpcember

The thump of the heavy boots pacing across the room was accompanied by the six pounding heartbeats. Despite how long the team has been here, under Whumper’s “care,” as he liked to call it, not one of them had gotten used to his intimidating presence. All crouching together, they hoped it would make them seem bigger and also intimidating. 

It did not. 

Whumper hummed. He knew it was hurting each of them to strain closer to each other with the chains weighing their limbs down. They looked desperate. Almost like they had hope they’d be okay. It made Whumper hold back a chuckle. It was adorable to see all their determined gazes watching him. He paused when his own fell on the smallest, Whumpee. 

They were quite weak. More than just physically at that. Whumper could get tears out of them very easily. Not just tears. Screams, bruises, scars. Their wounds appeared beautifully. It almost made Whumper want to take them out of the basement and give them a room of their own. They’d receive special treatment. 

Wait… 

That’s actually a perfect idea. 

Whumper suppressed his smirk. He surveyed each of their expressions, delight rising in his chest at the team’s anticipation. He stepped closer to the circle they created. They scrambled away from each other, hoping they wouldn’t be the first to take a punishment. Or as Whumper liked to put it, giving them love and attention. 

He stepped up to Whumpee who already had tears in their eyes. Whumper leaned down to be at eye level with them. He raised Whumpee’s head with his pointer finger underneath their chin, humming at all of the bruises decorating their neck and chest. He smiled at how stiffly they were sitting. They were obviously scared. It was cute though. 

Whumper pulled out a ring of keys and freed Whumpee from their chains. Both Whumpee and the rest of the team looked on in shock. Once they were completely unchained, Whumper lifted them up and bridal carried them towards the stairs. 

“Where are you taking them?!” He heard Leader demand. Whumper only ignored them, making his way out of the basement. 

“Why are you taking me away?” Whumpee asked timidly, still nervous. 

“Oh don’t worry darling. You’ll get your own room.” Whumper smiled. 

“But why? What are you going to do to the others?” 

“Don’t worry your pretty face about it.” Whumper walked into a room with a large bed, surprising Whumpee. A chair sat in front of the bed, rope was on the floor next to it. Whumpee assumed the bed wasn’t there for them to rest on. At least, not right now. Just the mere sight of the bed made them realize just how much their body ached from being on the floor all of the time. They were placed on the chair and Whumper went to grab the rope when he paused. “I’m not sure I’ll need this. You behave really well. Unlike your ungrateful cellmates.” 

Whumpee shifted uncomfortably. “Well, I don’t want to get hurt… Or punished.” 

“So you just listen to what I say?” They nodded slowly. Whumper hummed. “I think I have a favorite now. I’ll go easy on you just because you said that. I may even give you a little…aftercare.” 

“Thank you, Sir.” 

“And you come with manners too?” Whumper let out a chuckle. “I should’ve given you special attention a whole lot sooner, huh?” Whumpee didn’t respond. “Alright, love, sit tight and look pretty, alright?” They nodded slowly, watching Whumper leave the room. Whumpee began to wonder if this would end badly for them. What about the rest of the team? What was going to happen to them? Were they going to get hurt worse? 

Meanwhile, Whumper came back to the basement with a laptop in hand. He couldn’t contain his smirk as Leader demanded to see Whumpee. He ignored them and placed the laptop in front of the team before making his exit without another word. Moments later, Whumpee appeared on screen. 

“Whumpee!” Leader shouted desperately. “Whumpee, can you hear us?” Whumpee didn’t react. They kept their head down. Leader shouted louder. “Whumpee!” 

Whumper appeared on screen, walking up to Whumpee. He crouched down in front of Whumpee. “I know I said I trust you’ll behave, but I’m still going to put your wrists and ankles together, alright? I won’t tie you to the chair and it won’t be too tight.” 

“Okay. Thank you Sir.” 

“Sir?!” The team shouted in unison. A crooked grin appeared on Whumper’s face as he tied the rope, it almost seemed as if he heard them. 

“Whumpee,” He stood up. “You may have noticed I don’t ever do anything to your face. Do you know why?” He walked off screen. 

Whumpee followed with their eyes. They shook their head. “No Sir.” 

“Really?” Whumper sounded shocked. “Well you’re quite gorgeous Whumpee. You haven’t noticed?” They didn’t respond. “That’s such a shame! Your cellmates never praised you for your beauty? They’ve never told you how pretty you are? Hm, they must be jealous.” Whumper walked up to Whumpee. He tilted their head up. “They don’t appreciate you, do they?” Whumpee slowly shook their head, shocking the team once again. They were even more shocked when they saw a tear roll down their cheek. Whumper wiped it away with his thumb. “Aw, don’t cry love. I appreciate you.” He hummed. “I almost don’t want to hurt you anymore. You look so pitiful. It’s a shame, the way they treat you. I’ll make this quick for both of us, alright?” 

“Thank you Sir.” 

Whumper examined Whumpee for a minute, almost like he was hesitating. It wasn’t long before he squeezed Whumpee’s neck. Leader began shouting at the screen for Whumper to stop. They didn’t realize they were the only one saying anything. The rest of the team only watched in silence. When Whunpee’s body went limp, they lunged forward to catch them. Their restraints quickly made them realize they couldn’t do anything to stop this. 

“Why are you even trying, Leader?” Medic suddenly asked. 

“What?” They turned around and found everyone else frowning. “What did you say?” 

“I said why are you trying to save them? They can’t hear us and we don’t know where they are. Not to mention what they just said.” Medic said. 

“What do you mean why am I trying to save them? Isn’t that the whole point of this team in the first place? We’re supposed to save people.” 

“Clearly, Whumpee doesn’t want to be saved.” Teammate Four frowned. “They’ve had more than one chance to get away and they haven’t taken any of them.” 

“Well, Whumpee is weak. It’s not like if they try they’ll succeed.” Teammate Five added. 

“I think we should let Whumper do what he wants to them. They were never any help in the missions in the first place. They’re just deadweight.” 

“To be honest, I never liked Whumpee in the first place.” Medic said. “So I don’t care what happens to them.” 

Leader stared at them all in shock. They frowned. “Well I still care. We went through the trouble of getting them on the team, why give up now? We’re supposed to stick together.” 

“Well maybe you should tell Whumpee that. They’re the ones who betrayed us. I wouldn’t be surprised if they were just a spy for Whumper. How do you explain the many times he found out what we were doing?” 

Leader turned back to the screen. Tears were now flowing down Whumpee’s cheeks as red bloomed on their white shirt and they gasped for oxygen. Whumper stood off screen somewhere, no longer holding his hand on their throat. 

“With Whumpee now out of the way, we have a better chance of escaping. There was no way all six of us were going to make it out of here anyway.” Teammate Five stated. 

“I guess you’re right…” Leader almost sounded far away as they watched Whumpee writhe around and scream in pain. “We don’t need Whumpee.” 

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HAHAAAAA LOOK WHAT I FINISHED FOR DOCTORDONNA WEEK. kind of. i had a whole idea and when i sat down to write it the words didn't want to word so instead there is a SCRIPT! Or a really advanced outline! I want to actually write the fic and fill in the gaps, lol, but until the week is over please accept this placeholder. For now, please enjoy:

DoctorDonna Week 2023, Day 1:

FIRE/GLOW

@doctordonnaweek

1,711 words, full of ALL CAPS as my heart led me and SPOILERS FOR THE DOCTOR WHO 60TH ANNIVERSARY SPECIALS STARTING IN THE FIRST SENTENCE

THE DOCTOR collapses after the events of The Giggle (bi-regeneration sickness, mumble mumble), people are very worried, Doctor-Donna snuggles and the beginning of discussing the rest of their lives together.

INT: WILF’S spare bedroom, night. THE DOCTOR is lying in the full-sized bed under a hideous quilt that may have come from the bottom of TARDIS storage or Sylvia’s linen closet. His SHOES – obviously borrowed from somebody – , COAT, and OTHER ASSORTED are draped over an armoir. He’s wearing his undershirt and is resting uneasily, sweating with a subtle golden sheen to his skin. DONNA enters, juggling a thermometer, cup of tea, and crazy space gadget.

DONNA, to a figure outside of the door

“No, I’ve got him. Really, go stay with Rose. Are you sure I shouldn’t -”

SHAUN, just a shadow in the hall behind the cracked door

“Absolutely. She’s putting on a brave face, but she’s tough. I’ll put on the telly and we can have a cuddle.”

DONNA smiles. She loves this man so.

“Yeah?”

SHAUN

“Yeah, you know she’s worried about him too.”

DONNA leans back out of the door and kisses SHAUN, slowly. It’s a moment of relief, savoring a return to normal with new appreciation for things she already loved more than she thought she could stand. They bump foreheads and smile, looking into each others’ eyes.

DONNA

“I love you.”

SHAUN

“I love you too. Now take care of your spaceman and give us a shout if you need anything.”

DONNA laughs and pecks him on the lips one more time before shutting the door.

~AUTH NOTE: DONNA GETTING SETTLED IN, SHOWING HOW BADLY OFF THE DOCTOR IS~

She runs her hand over the DOCTOR’S forehead the way she’s learned to do as a mother, but forgets about the psychic contact points. When her fingertips brush them, both she and the DOCTOR jolt. The DOCTOR resettles, facing DONNA. DONNA sits back with an expression of focus and then realization.

DONNA, as though recalling a long-buried memory

“Tannins.”

DONNA looks down at her cup of tea. She puts it on the bedside table and starts rearranging, finding another pillow or two and stacking them at the head of the bed before attempting to wrangle THE DOCTOR into sitting more upright. He’s floppy and uncooperative and she scolds him as she’s trying to get her arm behind his shoulders. She presses him forward and he falls so that he’s folded in half, nose on his knees. DONNA pauses in rearranging the pillows, looking at him.

DONNA

“How are you that bendy at your age?”

It occurs to her that, rather than folding comfortably, he may have torn something from being unable to support himself. She rushes to get the pillows in place and resettles him more gently. He exhales a little rush of gold but doesn’t otherwise react.

DONNA, while picking up the tea like a surgical instrument

“Okay, let’s give this a try.”

DONNA gingerly wafts the teacup under THE DOCTOR’S nose like smelling salts. When he doesn’t react, she wafts it more aggressively. She studies him closely after every pass. On the third pass, she accidentally bumps it against his chin and splashes a little.

DONNA

“Oh, shit! Sorry, sorry.”

She dabs the spill off his chin. THE DOCTOR gasps a big breath, opening his eyes wide, and DONNA startles badly.

DONNA

“SHIT!”

THE DOCTOR, bleary

“Issat tea?”

DONNA, looking down at the tea she forgot she was holding

“Yes! Yes it is, here, have a sip. Is it okay with milk?”

THE DOCTOR, being force-fed tea a little too quickly

*affirmative hum*

DONNA, pulling back

“Is that enough?”

THE DOCTOR is still swallowing his last sip, so he makes grabby hands for the mug. DONNA hands it over and sits back in her seat, wringing her hands.

THE DOCTOR, in between sips

“What, no honey?”

DONNA

“No, it’s late. Trying to calm down, aren’t we?”

THE DOCTOR finishes the mug in a long swallow and clumsily wipes his mouth with his shirtsleeve. DONNA looks disgusted but unsurprised.

THE DOCTOR

“So you made black tea?”

DONNA looks at him with her eyebrows raised, unimpressed.

DONNA

“It’s got you up, hasn’t it?”

THE DOCTOR

“Yeah, fair enough. Oooh –”

THE DOCTOR winces, falling back onto his pillows. DONNA sits forward in alarm and takes the teacup.

DONNA

“What? What is it?”

THE DOCTOR makes a face and then belches up a plume of regeneration energy. DONNA jerks backwards, trying to avoid it. It follows her, curling slowly like water but definitely in her direction. She swats at it like a fly and it clings to her fingertips.

AUTH NOTE: SOMEHOW THEY GET TO THE PART THAT I ACTUALLY WANTED TO WRITE

DONNA looks down, smiling tightly, reluctant or not ready to talk about the difficult subject of THE DOCTOR leaving her without her memories for fifteen years. He looks at her, endlessly old and endlessly regretful.

THE DOCTOR

“I’m sorry.”

DONNA, shaking her head as if to brush it off and still smiling

“No.”

THE DOCTOR

“No, really, I’m so -”

DONNA leans forward jerkily. She’s restraining huge, complicated emotions behind a smile that’s wavering a little bit. She raises her hands, controls them, and folds them firmly and decisively together on the bedspread. THE DOCTOR watches her. She takes a deep, shaky breath and sighs it out.

DONNA

“I keep thinking -”

She bites down on the rest of her sentence, looking away and sniffing. Her body language and expression are tight. She’s barely holding tears at bay. THE DOCTOR is also tearing up.

DONNA

“No.”

DONNA stands up and flips the covers off THE DOCTOR. He’s confused, but moves with her as she focuses hard on pushing him over on the bed, pulling up the covers, and pushing the pillows onto the floor. She toes off her shoes and climbs into the bed. She arranges them to her satisfaction, so that she has his head tucked under her chin and he can’t see her face. Under the thin blanket, they’re obviously tangled together like best friends at a sleepover. THE DOCTOR noses closer, hungry for contact.

DONNA, slowly

“I thought I was broken...for fifteen years.”

THE DOCTOR’s expression crumbles, pained. DONNA is staring at the SONIC SCREWDRIVER in the pile of stuff on the dresser, steadier now.

DONNA

“Mum was being nicer, and Grandad just – he looked at me in this way I didn’t understand. He’s always been so encouraging, we’ve always shared so much, and suddenly... I kept going. I met Shaun. There was,” she starts to tear up again, “so much good, he’s so good, and then we had Rose and we were so happy, I was so happy, but there was always this great...big...hole right through the middle of it. It felt...like I was missing someone so important, and I couldn’t tell if it was me or my best friend or – or both.”

She finally closes her eyes and lets the tears fall. Then her expression relaxes. There’s some relief in saying it. She squeezes THE DOCTOR closer and kisses him on the top of the head. He sniffles.

DONNA

“I’m not really angry about that yet, we’ve been so busy, but I will be. I’m gonna hold this over your head forever, I’m going to squeeze you for every-every drop of guilt shopping and chocolates I can get.”

They both chuckle wetly and sniffle. DONNA sobers.

DONNA

“I keep thinking, what if it was Rose or Shaun? What if I finally had someone I loved and...and I had to make that kind of choice? I don’t have all the memories but I can remember feeling how lonely you’ve been, how much you’ve been hurt. I don’t know what I would have done, if I was hurting that way.”

She pauses. Her expression firms.

DONNA

“But I would have come back. Even if I had to leave them, I would have come back. I would have kept trying to help.”

THE DOCTOR

“You’ve always been stronger than me.”

DONNA pulls back and they look at each other. THE DOCTOR’S expression is dull, defeated, DONNA’S angry. After a moment, DONNA sighs. Closing her eyes, she presses their foreheads together. THE DOCTOR softens, still all pain underneath, but DONNA is calmer.

DONNA

“No more excuses for you. I’m putting you in feelings boot camp. You’re gonna wake up and do two hundred happy push-ups tomorrow. It’s a big job, but I’m going to whip you into shape. You’re gonna be miserable. I’m going to make you the biggest emotional bodybuilder in this town.”

THE DOCTOR, smiling

“You promise?”

DONNA

“Yeah, I do. There’s no escape for you now.”

She tweaks his nose. He wrinkles it and grins his big old grin.

DONNA

“Glad we got that settled. Now! Sleep time.”

THE DOCTOR

“But-”

DONNA shushes him and budges them both down the bed so that they’re lying comfortably. THE DOCTOR protests, citing Time Lord sleeping habits that DONNA shoots down with a snort, but he lets her bully him around.

THE DOCTOR

“But Shaun -”

DONNA

“You wanna keep trying to tell me things about my own husband or do you wanna enjoy this while it lasts?”

THE DOCTOR settles in. They both relax, still tangled together but less likely to wake up with cricks in their necks and hands fallen asleep.

THE DOCTOR

“Alright, don’t blame me if you get weird in the morning.”

DONNA

“You have no idea how much weird I can handle. Normal life has weird you can’t even imagine.”

THE DOCTOR

“I look forward to learning about it.”

DONNA

“I know you don’t snore, but I remember that camping trip in the Diamond Mountains. No wiggling.”

THE DOCTOR

“And I remember the kicking.”

DONNA

“Shush. Sleep time.”

<THE END>

CODA: THE DOCTOR sits on WILF’S couch, sick with bi-regeneration/”my 11th-dimensional self got too close to the not-things from the end of the universe” flu, doped on Gallifreyan cold medication and an accidental ginger-ale someone who didn’t know about Gallifreyan biology gave them. They’re swaddled like a recalcitrant cat at the vet because they keep falling over when they try to get up. DONNA is filming them acting like they just got out of wisdom tooth surgery and choking on laughter.

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The half of me Chapter 31

Chapter 30

The following entries from Daliah's journal show her in love with Elliot. She happy in their relationship. All she writes is how they spent time together, their dates, the dreams she had with him. Clearly she wanted them to move out of Rosenschwarz to get away from there and all the people who loved to talk bad about her behind her back. But it was what was gained by treating them badly, right? Still, Daliah's happiness made her a little nicer and stay out of trouble, maybe because Elliot was a police? The idea that she behaved well for that reason makes me laugh. Surely she wouldn’t want her boyfriend to arrest her. Two years of good behavior.

Until she couldn't take it anymore. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

2019 entry

How many times have I had to see you look at her? How many times have I pretended that everything was fine because I wanted to be by your side? I've seen how you looked at her when you came to my parents' house. How you treated her so carefully. Wanting to brush her hand when you helped her clean the dishes. Why don't you do that with me? ¿Was it all a lie? These two years you were with me because I look like her?

Always MC, always her.

But I don’t blame him… MC is special. I don’t think she herself knows that she can easily attract people, even though she doesn’t know how to do it.

But Elliot… Was it so hard for you to be equally in love with me? Look at me like her? Did you give her the kisses you gave me in your thoughts? Did you ever have her in mind when we did it? The caresses that you gave me were for MC that you had in your mind? Were the conversations we had just for her?

But I keep torturing myself because I love you. Because I don't know if I'll be able to find someone as wonderful as you. Does that someone exist? No. It will never exist.

I don't know how much longer I can take it. That you only look at her.

2019 entry

I've had to brake up with him. I have not been able to continue. Neither he nor I want the same thing. I don't want to have another child again. I don't want to. I also don't want to continue something with him if he doesn't really love me. I want this fake to end. We have talked about it as calmly as possible after a discussion about what we want in the future, about what he really feels for me.

It's over. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I curse Elliot under my breath and how he made her suffer. I feel like he treated her like a doll and it disgusts me. It was much easier to brake up with her than to continue to settle. He hurt her feelings, pretending everything was fine. She did well to brake up with him, she didn't deserve to continue being used in that way.

And it went back to being the Daliah of before. The one that she continued to use her story for her benefit, the one that listened to Grace's advice, turning everything around as if she was right. Because she was hurt by what happened with Elliot, she was much more manipulable. I don't know why she never let me see this side of her, maybe because she would know I would be mad at her? Why would she know that I am right that everything she did was wrong? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

2019 entry

I had arrived at work on time. I always had to arrive first to prepare everything, but today was different. I heard some shouting from Armando's office, arguing with his wife, it didn't seem strange to me, but the topic of the discussion did. I couldn't avoid recording it, since it seemed like a very strange conversation. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I see that it has a link in the document and when I click on it, another one opens, thus playing an audio.     "You've had that bitch for four years. Do you know what the press is starting to say about us?" I hear Irma scream “They say she's your lover! And that she is the girl who was kidnapped as a child by the Kelpie killer! Do you realize the image you give?!”     "Irma, I don't understand why you're so obsessed with her" Armando replies, in a harsher tone "She could be my daughter!"     “Like yours?!” Irma raises her voice, furious “OH! NO WAIT! YOU DON'T CONSIDER HER YOUR DAUGHTER! If you considered her, Daliah would not be in that position!”     "Don't ever say that!" Armando's voice is terrifying when answering it “Of course I consider Grace as my daughter! I just don't want her to be here.”     "You've always been out of their lives," she reproaches him “, you've never shown yourself as a father to them. That's why Ralph left! Because you weren't the father he needed!”     “That boy has never been well no matter how much we helped him.”     "Maybe you should have helped him a little more." some heel steps are heard and the audio ends there. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I don't understand exactly what they mean in this audio, but I think it's a pretty interesting conversation. I had never heard them speak of their children in that way, perhaps I should ask Grace about this? I don't know… It really has given me a very strange feeling.

Like a familiar cold. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

If Daliah recorded this conversation, then something went through her head. I don't think it was just out of curiosity or manipulation, it doesn't say that in her entry. Could it be that she suspected something? But what I'm not going to do is feel sorry for Ralph. I don't care what happened, he no longer has an excuse for everything he did to Daliah and what he did to me. Maybe with the input of what happened between him and Daliah I can show people that Ralph is not a trustworthy guy. Even if it doesn't prove that he drugged me, it will be flagged as ruining my sister's life at a very young age.

Maybe I'm too cruel? No, I'm not. I know exactly what Ralph is like, I've seen him. And Daliah too.

I finally get to when she signed up for film classes, when Daliah had no turning back on being manipulative. She did things that she shouldn't have done. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

2020 entry

I've told Grace about what Mason has done. I watched her take a CD out of Professor Lange's office and maybe I should tell him about it. But her idea is much more tempting: ‘’Why don’t you wait for him to do it again? The more he do it, the more you can take advantage of the situation.’’ In a way, she's right, I could continue to run evidence to get Jane out of me in future movies shorts we do.

Worst of all is that Ralph also studies in this academy, I was surprised that he was here. When he saw me, I looked away. I couldn't do it. Seeing him reminds me of the damage he did to me. When he got close to me, I froze. Luckily he didn't stop to talk to me, but he did stop to intimidate me. As if to say it's there to remind me of everything bad. I think even before I looked away, I've seen the worst look I've ever been given:

The smile of a devil. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Grace didn't care if some project of hers went wrong because of Mason? Stopping him as soon as possible had to be beneficial, leaving him alone caused many problems for the rest of the students, didn't she care? I guess because of this, Carter and Jane don't like Grace, because they saw her true nature.

And of course, now that I know what had happened between Ralph and Daliah, knowing that he chose to go to that academy to torture her was crazy. Because not only did he do it when he was at the academy, having to see him every day, but stealing his father's money for drugs. Daliah had to put up with seeing him and fear losing her job. And knowing that Armando had the secret of being a moneylender, I don't think she would like to see him pissed off, but was it something Ralph cared about? No, of course not. He didn't consider him his father and he hated Daliah to the point of wanting to ruin her life. And why? Did he know what Daliah was really like when they met? She was totally different. What reasons would there be to hate her?

Two years go by normally, being the star of her classmates' shorts, manipulating, taking away all the prominence from Jane. Using her story to get what she wanted. But then there was the Daliah who cried at the entrances saying that she had nightmares. Liar. All this time you were lying. You were torturing yourself and you didn't realize it.

It is then that... We arrived at the great year I had. Not that she was much better. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

2022 entry

I don't know how, but MC has gotten into a kidnapping case. An girl has sent her phone number to her boyfriend, the strange thing is that mysterious guy she doesn't know his name. I'm a little worried, what if she gets into trouble? WORSE! What if he's the problem?! What do she know about him? I worry about her, I don't understand how this could have happened to her. I'll make her tell me everything, I don't want something bad to happen to her.

Don’tworry MC, I'm going to protect you. I will be by your side this time, I won't leave you alone in this.

2022 entry

I'm scared, I feel like Jake is like Ralph. He says nice things to her, but he is distant. The worst thing is that I see her happy to talk to him. I have warned her that he is possibly Hannah's lover and that he is using her, why else doesn't that guy tell her anything? She thinks I'm doing it because she compared him to Krebs, but if she only knew I'm doing it because I don't want her to end up like me, hurt, with no feelings for anything.

I don't want him to hurt her, because then he'll have to deal with me. I don't know where he's hiding, but I'll do my best if he hurts her. I swear. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Wow… Daliah really didn't like Jake. I guess I understand her concern now, it was a difficult time between Jake and me, I always wanted to be close to him, but I was embarrassed. Although it was easy to talk to him at the same time and I liked that. I didn't have to force myself, it was just me and him. But Daliah didn't like him because he kept things from me and she hated it more than I did. I wished they could talk, it would have been easier for her to trust him. But it was impossible. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

2022 entry

He has made her cry. He has made MC cry. In a second he gave her hope and then broke her heart. I knew he was that kind of guy, I knew it. I tried to be as calm with her, because I didn't want to yell saying that it's better that she stay away from him, that she block him. I know how good she is and that she's helping a group, but she doesn't have to get emotionally involved. She will get hurt. She would have to listen. At least I’ve warned her not to crawl to him, that she doesn’t let herself be fooled.

Jake is just like him. A liar who used her. God! I would love to be able to yell four things to that guy's face. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Well… When Jake told me that the government was after him, I think I tried to understand him better, but… The fear that he could bring me trouble made me move away a little more, but sometimes, it was impossible. Why? Why was it so easy to fall in love with him? Now I think about it and I think it's because it's what I thought from the beginning, that I felt comfortable with him. Jake was very easy to talk to, maybe a little pressure at first about finding any clues in the cloud, but when we talked a little about something that had nothing to do with Hannah's case, it was very easy.

I continue reading, everything about what happened that year. Daliah couldn't stand me talking about Jake, actually, she liked it better when I talked about the other boys. It was the Daliah I had missed so much, talking to me again like before she met Grace. In the time when Jake had to leave and I leaned on my friends and my sister. It was a lot of fun and inspired me on 'How to survive the boy you like having to disappear because of his sister'. Because that was another topic, I never told Daliah that Jake and Hannah were actually siblings. I think that was the only thing I didn't tell her about him. The first thing I kept from Daliah. I had to promise that distorted image on the screen.

And I get to a part that makes me roll my eyes. I didn't want to give it to her, I really didn't, but she was very insistent as soon as she saw… Ugh… Phil's photo. I still remember how she was circling me when she saw him on the screen, asking me who the new guy was. So, knowing what Phil was like, I gave her his number to bother him. I believed that she was never going to interest him, really. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

And some time later, he ended up being arrested. I remember how much she defended him when I didn't trust him, we exchanged roles, now I was the one worried about her and that she liked a guy like Phil, but she told me that they talked about what happened with Hannah and that he had nothing to do with it, that we were just nervous.

I keep reading and laugh again when he found out that Lilly needed my help. She liked to see how she dragged herself. But I couldn't be cruel to her. I understood that she was worried about Hannah and tried to do the last resort she thought was necessary. I wouldn't have done it, accused someone without proof, but I would do anything for Daliah. And here we are. Reading his diary.

We cut to when Jake came back, she was mad at him again and I was so happy. And more when he told me that I was the only one that mattered to him, how could I not end up falling in love with him even more? Even though I had Daliah telling me to be careful, because it could be dangerous for me to step into that world. And I knew it perfectly.

I get to the part of the conversation with Elliot. I still can't believe it. Or maybe yes, after all she did. Only now when I read this conversation, it seems very strange to me, the old Daliah. All this year Daliah and I were together again. Who was going to tell me that a case that had nothing to do with us made us talk like before?

After that, Daliah wanted to meet my friends and since I told her that I had agreed to go to the movies with Dan, she signed up, and that's how it was. We decided to play a prank on him, letting Daliah come out first with her flirtatious charm that surprised him because I was always calm in the chat. Later, when I appeared, he was surprised, but he was amused and understood why I wanted to be accompanied, he thought it was a good thing for her to take care of me. Little by little I began to introduce her to the group. I could see her smile again, that Daliah who made jokes, with whom she shared secrets. I had my sister again. And they all accepted us into the group. We were some more. Daliah integrated perfectly and I didn't see her as manipulative at all like in the chats I've read. She was very natural.

I let out a long sigh as I read about when she first met Phil and they did it in the warehouse. But... Reading that she felt good with him, that she liked how he talked to her and, although she knew she wasn't the only one in his life, she liked having him as a friend. I think that behind these words, she was deceiving herself. She wanted something more with him, I'm sure. All her words towards Phil are full of affection and reading that he didn't compare her to me because we didn't get along, that he only saw Daliah, makes me happy. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

He is the first to see the real Daliah. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

That’s a lie, I was the first. But I think I know what she mean.     “Dammit, now I’ll have to thank Phil.” I say with a laugh, switching files.      It was from this year. I keep the files that I recognize from the investigation and read the ones that I’m missing. At the beginning of the year, that's when it all started. Daliah began to change again. And not because she wanted to manipulate someone. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

2023 entry

After receiving the clippings, I have decided to do some research on my own. I didn't want to sit idly by knowing who sent them to me. I've been asking Mr. Lang if, despite the fact that Krebs is dead, he may have any living relatives. Clearly I have asked it without giving details of why I ask it, it would turn Rosenschwarz upside down and I still don't know if it is a joke that someone wants to play on me. He told me that Krebs was known to have a child, and then it all made sense. That day when I was locked in that cage, there was a boy or a girl, but the fact is that there was someone! I knew it! I think it is that person who is sending them to me, that mysterious child.

Damn.

It can be anyone. Who am I going to trust? I know that Jane is not at least, I have ruled her out after finding out, but I don't dare now to go out of my way and ask if she also received something from them.

Unfortunately, part of me has a slight suspicion, even though I'm afraid it's real.

2023 entry

I'm scared! How did I not notice before?! I was about to open the door when I saw something strange in the corner, a very small light. I have looked and paid attention, it looked like a small laser. I have entered the house and taken a chair and a hammer. I placed the chair to go up and there, there was a small hole in the wall, it was hardly visible, but I managed to do it. I began to hammer the wall until I took out a small camera. The landlady yelled at me asking what I was doing and I told her that I had seen a big bug, a cockroach. I scared her, but it was necessary. When I plugged the camera into the computer, it didn't work anymore. It was as if it had gone bad.

No, not broken.

A remote camera.

There was no video inside it, everything was clean.

Okay, so I rule out people who don't live on the block because to put this up, you clearly need to live here or at least be invited. And it’s not that everyone adore me in this block, they are colleagues who I have humiliated. But at least I’ve ruled out several people.

I must protect myself somehow, I have talked too much on this computer. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Not only the clippings, they were also watching her. This is terrifying! Why would they record her? Or just to scare her?     "Someone from the building." I start to think. I only know of four people living in that building: Mason, Grace, Jane, and Ralph.      I don't think it's Carter or Seo-ah. I doubt the people going there will have time to hook up a camera. I want to rule out Jane, because she is helping me, her brother was a victim, what would I get out of torturing her if Jane wanted nothing to do with her? The one who tortured her was Daliah with all the auditions. Inside me it tells me to write off Mason after everything I've read. There was only one person who knew how to handle cameras and that was perfectly Ralph. He was the one she was most afraid of and talks about protecting herself. 

I get to the part where it's the conversation with Mason and how he tried to hack her. So the rest is how she met Mike and found out Seo-ah's secret. Just like they both told me. Clearly, they are ruled out as suspects. She also found out that Rocco was the brother of one of her academy teachers. This worried her a bit, but she got used to it. There are even photos with notes, estimates of how old Krebs's child might be now. Our age. But it's not only that, she also sees that the children they killed were six years old. She think it must mean something, but she haven't figured it out. I move on to the next entry. My heart breaks again after reading for so long. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

2013 entry

I didn't feel like going to Colville for the first time in a long time, but Grace was very insistent that we go record. I resigned myself and agreed to go, and then we stayed in Colville and went to her place to prepare to go to a party.

She fixed me up like she always did, because she's good at makeup and hair. She chose me a beautiful blue dress. While she was doing my hair, I noticed a pendant that was hanging on the dresser. It was a horse with rhinestone legs. It was strange to see it, it was as if I had seen it before. I asked Grace where she got it from because I had never seen it before. She picked it up and put it around my neck. ''It was my mother's.'' She replied, with a smile. I touched it gently, still mesmerized by it. It was pretty, but at the same time, the feeling of discomfort intoxicated me. I don't know why, but seeing it gave me a strange feeling.

But that night didn’t end there.

No, it had to be there. Of course.

I tried to avoid looking at him, I didn’t want to see him there. I asked Grace to leave, starting to feel dizzy, but she just told me that it was okay, that I keep drinking.

And that I did. Having a strange feeling of feeling good when part of me wanted to run because he was there.

Ralph walked over to me, grabbing me around the waist. He looked down at the necklace and chuckled. ‘'It suits you perfectly.'' He whispered in my ear, and then began to kiss my neck and go up to my lips. And I left him. Because I felt good. Because it was like I wanted it at that moment. After that, the images in my head are still blurry. I only remember a few laughs. I don't remember anything else.

I woke up in a house I didn't know, luckily I had my clothes on. And I mean everything, there was nothing out of place, no mark that he could leave me. Or at least, that's what I thought, because I couldn't see my back. I called Mike because I was embarrassed to call MC and I thought maybe Seo-ah could help me too. If I told this to MC, it might worry her too much. If I told Elliot, maybe Rosenschwarz would talk about me again. And I wouldn't take it.

Luckily, it was fine, but I didn't want it to stay there. So, I dared to stand up to Ralph after a long time. The last time it was by message, but this time I didn't sit still and decided to record it. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

   "Can we talk about what happened last night?" I hear Daliah ask. My God. It had been a long time since I had heard her real voice, not the one from my imagination.     “What happened last night?” Ralph asks. It's the same tone he used on me. My stomach turns.     “You drugged me” she replies very annoyed, “and you kissed me!”     "I didn't kiss you" he's doing the same as with me ", why would I kiss you if you don't interest me?"     "Because maybe you're a fucking psycho who enjoys seeing me suffer."      A laugh is heard. Ralph's laugh. It's totally cold and I'm afraid to listen to it.     "Well, I don't deny that, I like that you suffer because I hate you.”     “You son of a bitch!” Daliah screams and her voice is piercing. In all this time, her voice sounded very nervous, accelerated “What else did you do to me last night?! I’m going to sue you!”     “I told you, we didn't do anything” he replies dryly “. You can do all the medical test you want, they won't find anything because I didn't touch you, you were just drunk” I hear him chuckle “. Although if you went with another guy last night, that's up to you, you're the bitch here, how many are there now? Let's see, Elliot, Carter and Phil? Is that his name?”     “Motherfucker! You son of a bitch!” I hear a knock and then how she complains.     "Touch me again and I'll kill you." My breath catches when I hear him speak that way. A terrible chill runs through my entire body “. Jane was right, you should have died.”      I hear Daliah whine and yell more insults. Then I hear her take out her phone while I hear her heels click and the recording cuts out. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I went to examine after this conversation, terrified. Then I spoke to Grace. Of course, I took a screenshot. Her words were more than surprising. I had never heard something so cruel said to me. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Daliah We need to talk

-----Grace has connected-----

Grace DALIAH! Where were you? I've been looking for you all night

Daliah Your brother drugged me and I think he abused me

Grace What? What are you saying?

Daliah I have talked to him Well discussed I’m scared, please, will you accompany me to make a statement to the police? You were with me

Grace Sorry Daliah, but I didn't see anything

Daliah What? You must be kidding

Grace You left, I saw it You left for a moment and you didn’t come back I asked Ralph and he told me you were going home

Daliah But I'm telling you the truth!

Grace Daliah, my brother doesn’t want anything with you anymore Why would he do something to you if he can’t stand to see you?

Daliah Grace, I beg you to believe me I only ask you that, that you come with me You were a witness last night, remember?

Grace But Daliah, he didn’t do anything to you I saw it clearly You were drunk, remember? Maybe you confuse everything

Daliah How am I going to confuse something like that? I didn't feel well!

Grace You said it yourself, you didn’t feel well Hey my brother can be a jerk to you sometimes🙄 but he would never do something like that to you So stop saying that, you can bring him trouble, it’s something very serious

Daliah But Grace, how can you imply that I would make it up?

Grace Because he hurt you a lot and I understand it, anything to avenge Hey, I have your clothes, are you going to come to the academy for it? Daliah? Hey, are you still there?

Daliah Yes, i'm still here

Grace Well okay, come look for it I’m sure it must be uncomfortable to go around town in that dress 🤭 You must stand out too much

Daliah A bit…

Grace So come and change See you later! 😋

-----Grace has disconnected ----- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

It's the same story I've been through. Grace also doubted Daliah. I get up from the chair, walking around the room. I don’t know how to think, I don’t know how to walk. It’s like I’m getting dizzy from all this, I’m short of breath. I gasp in anger. Why?! WHY DID YOU TAKE ME AWAY?! WHY DID YOU THINK I COULDN'T HELP YOU! My hands are shaking, feeling that tingling sensation again. This is beyond hate, this is torture.     "I have to finish this" I take a deep breath ", finish it as soon as possible and talk to Jake, I mustn't pause now."      I sit back down trying to continue after reading this. Knowing that I've been through the same thing that Daliah went through, all exactly the same. Only that I imagine that they should have put more quantity.

Daliah’s decline began there. She no longer wanted to go to Colville. She no longer went with Grace to her house to go to a party afterwards. She spent time with me and my friends. I want to think that she felt good with us. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

2023 entry

I'm lucky that I know how to act and I put on my best face. I look at each and every one of them, listening to them talk about the plans for the horror short. I don't like it for nothing. They needed a villain and I remembered when MC showed me the legend of The Man Without a Face. I explained that he was a man who took away sinners, while I stared at Ralph. Addressing him. I saw him smile, understanding that I was addressing him. I wish it was real and he would take him to the woods and never come back.

My friendship with Grace gradually deteriorates after she defends her brother. I feel that I have no one left in this town except MC, who is still by my side without knowing everything that I have been hiding from her for years. Would she hate me if I told her now? Would she accept the Daliah I became?

I have tried to investigate Krebs' son, but they have refused to give me that information because it is private and because I’m the girl that they father kidnapped. Surely they must have thought that I want to do something to then. And of course I want it. I want an explanation. I want to know if it is that person who is sending me those clippings, I don't want to confront then, I want to denounce them, finished with all this.

2023 entry

I had kept in my hands the paper in which it says that they found no trace of any abuse. In part it relieves me, but I’m still terrified of what happened, because it could have happened. I had kept in my hands tightly squeezing the doll that I received. It looks like Seo-ah's. I don't want to think that she sent it to me after all I've done for her.

No... She wasn't the one who sent it to me, I know.

Every day that passes I feel that something bad is going to happen, even so I don't want to. I look at the little horse on my desk as I write this. I don't like. I hate it. I hate it. I hate horses because they hide under a look of innocence, but they can hurt you.

Horse…

Innocence…

‘'It was from mom.’’

‘'It was my mother's.’’

I already know who it is. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

And I believe it too. It was a small clue that I understood perfectly, but I understand. I see that the last thing left is a video. My heart races with fear, what will be in that video? Any trap? No, but what do I think? It can't be a trap. I’m so terrified by all the things that have happened to me that I’m already at my worst. I double-click it and the first thing I see is Daliah using the mouse. Then she looks at the screen. She is not wearing makeup and I can see her tired and red eyes, it seems that she has cried.     "If you're watching this MC, congratulations, you've managed to achieve something that I knew only you would achieve" I laugh as my tears fall “. Or maybe you will never see this video because I will have deleted it after what I imagine is going to happen doesn't happen, that I go crazy and end everything” She swallows and tilts her head thoughtfully “. Or just that they finally finish me off.”      Her look is sad, I don't remember her being that way in her last days. She is very different.     "Surely, if you're watching it, you've read everything I've been writing throughout my life" she makes a grimace with her lips, a small smile "I'm not proud that you read it, but if I'm dead and you had to investigate my death, surely it would have been necessary."     “You could have made it easier for me.” I comment quietly.     "I'm sorry for not making it easy for you" I let out another laugh, surely she knew I was going to say that. We knew each other better than anyone “But my fear that someone would try to read everything I wrote other than you was too big. I didn't even trust Elliot and that was very strange coming from me, right?” lets out a little laugh “But only you are the only person I trust.”

     She pauses, taking another deep breath.     "I imagine that in order to have read all this, you must have used the famous 'Hackerman'" I laugh when I hear her imitate Dan's voice and the nickname he gave him. That shows that she was part of my group ", and to be honest, it doesn't bother me if you've done it even though I don't like it very much" she looks at the camera narrowing her eyes, pointing ". And if I die, let him know that I'll be watching you so you don't make a mistake with him."      I roll my eyes. It's hard for me to be serious when I see her like that. I know she's hurt, but she kept pulling herself up to record this video. For me.     “Both last year and this year, I've been thinking a lot about my life, what I've become. I hurt people who didn't deserve it, I agreed to do things I shouldn't have done.”     “Like have sex with Carter?”     "If you said sex with Carter, yes, I regret it because I realized that it wasn't right" she was embarrassed to look at the screen “. I realized with everything that happened last year, there were many things that made me think that I will never be able to repair. So, I just had to leave it behind and forget it, I had no other alternative” She clears her throat, looking back at the camera “. Being with you and the rest of the group made me feel like myself again, even when I found out about Seo-ah's secret, it didn't go through my head to reveal it” She waves her hand, annoyed “. It was as if my head didn't stop spinning and realize that I missed a lot of things by becoming the worst person in Rosenschwarz” I see her shiny eyes, as if she wanted to cry ". But for my sister I never was" she breathes in with difficulty “. MC, you are the most amazing person a sister could have. Despite how much I know how hard it is for you to be sociable or I don't know, to show the world your music” I let out a laugh, drying my tears “, you managed to help a person for the second time, you really should be admired as such and... I took that away from you by putting my dreams ahead. I should have shared them by your side, as we always had.”

I put a hand to my chest, trying to catch my breath. She knew how it would end. She knew it perfectly. They say that in moments of clarity is when your turn comes. The video message, the giving me the keys to the store on our last day together. I saw how little by little she was letting herself be carried away by fear and what was coming.     “Also, when I think about what I did to you and Jake, separating you that night, maybe part of me was a little jealous because even though everything that revolves around him can cause you problems, he was someone who really made you happy” She swallow hard, unable to stop crying “. I thought he was like idiot Ralph, but I was wrong. I realized late. Ralph would never have gone down a mine to get me to safety. And that is perhaps what I admire about Jake, that at all times he always tried to protect you, but I didn't want to see it because I wanted to be the one to do it, like you protected me when we were little.”

     She pauses, staring at the ceiling crying uncontrollably.     “And that’s why I don’t dare now to look at your face and ask you to be sorry!” her voice breaks, putting a hand to her chest “I’m not able to apologize for all these years in which I left you alone! In which I abandoned you! MC! I promise that when this is all over, I will apologize as many times as necessary! When I manage to get rid of her, we'll go back to being the sisters we were before! And if I have to move heaven and earth to find your stupid hacker for you to forgive me, I will!” I shake my head, trying to stop crying, but I can't. Still, she makes me smile because she's still mad at Jake “But if I don't get it, if you're seeing this” I see her place her hands on the screen and make the movement of biting her lip on the inside. with desperate eyes “end it for us, for all they've done to us. Because I don't think this ends here” Her jaw tense and her lip quivering “. You and I did wrong we didn't know, but what we did was the right thing. Don't think that everything we went through was bad, because what we did was help more children. Because I was not going to be the last.” What is she saying? “. At some point she's going to finish it, it's just you and Jane. Don't let her kill you! Don't listen to her words! And above all, don't let her fool you! There's still some evidence to piece together, but I'm sure it's always been Grace. The necklace she lent me is the one she showed me when I was little! It's the horse that has scared me so much! I just need something to prove it! But if I don't make it” she look at angry screen “, finish it for me” then she calms down, leaning back, taking a deep breath “. I love you so much MC… You are the best sister I could have had…” She is on screen for a while, crying. Then she remembers to turn off the video in a hurry, as if she had remembered that she had left it on.

     I lower the screen and get up. Evidence Where do I get them? How do I prove that Grace is behind all this? I can only prove that Ralph also did the same thing to Daliah as he did to me, but how do I do it with Grace? Jane… Why did she name Jane?

And of course, Jane sends me a message. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

-----Jane has connected-----

Jane I have to say, my acting methods and Seo-ah's art of reenacting is spectacular Do you know that I had to turn around to go home and then to the academy to look for a badge when I saw what the address was about?

MC Jane, I have to tell you something! It’s Grace! Grace is the cause of everything!

Jane I KNOW! Wait, how do you know?

MC Daliah left a video for me

Jane Using the same trick as the man I hated, huh?

MC Something like that But that is not the case! Grace has been manipulating Daliah all these years. We need proof that she is the culprit! I think Daliah knew that she was the daughter of Krebs.

Jane THAT’S WHAT I WAS GOING FOR! I have pretended to be a police officer to obtain information in THE ORPHANAGE! I have to say, it’s been pretty easy playing as a police Now I understand Dean and Sam when they are investigating 🤔 

MC JANE! FOCUS!

Jane Sorry! I’ve never been in something like this! Investigating is new to me Anyway, we also have some fake request sheets that Elliot taught us to do for a short film and they swallowed it like it was real!

MC Ok, but do you have proof or not?

Jane For the record that what I have done is illegal, I hope you knew that Well, it seems that the girl’s last name was NOT changed until after the adoption. So as soon as I saw Grace Krebs' name on file and saw the photo, there was no doubt that it was her as a little girl! I ran out, taking the file with me with the excuse that we have to investigate her because she disappeared.

MC Have you stolen an adoption file?

Jane Yeah

MC And how do you plan to show it to the police without being arrested?

Jane … Well, I'm talking to Elliot, and I know he'll help us for you

MC Good perfect Using the guy who likes me to help us

Jane Hey, if he cares about you, why not?

MC And where are you now? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I wait a moment for her to answer, but she doesn’t. I then begin to tug at my shirt sleeve nervously. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

MC Jane? All good?

Jane I’m tired of waiting Your friend has gotten into where she shouldn’t ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Reading that was going back to last year. I didn’t want to have to relive this again, the threatening messages. I clench my jaw hard, typing rapidly. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

MC What have you done to her?!

Jane Calm down MC, it’s alright But we must talk I think that what has happened today has been the straw that broke the camel’s back So let’s get together

MC But Jane has nothing to do with all this!

Jane Of course she does You and her are the ones that remain And I no longer want to continue torturing you, it bores me Come to Mount lake Oh! And nothing to tell anyone And with nobody, you know exactly who I mean

MC Do you mean Elliott? Is he a threat so the police won’t find out? Answer me Grace!

-----Jane has disconnected----- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I get up from the chair, starting to pace the room. I have to go right? I can’t let her hurt Jane. Although I know that she will not be fair to me and I will end up dead. Or both. I go back to the computer and put the files and Daliah's video on my phone, sending it to Jake. I may not be able to send it to the police, but I can send it to him, and surely with his help I can prove that Daliah was manipulated for years. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

MC Jake? [Files.rar] I have to ask you a favor

*Jake POV*

I am keeping Roth's entire video, to use as evidence. Surely the police like to see how sh e laugh when they leave, they will want to ask her several questions. I get a message, hoping it is MC. But not. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

------Mike has connected-----

Mike How are you doing, Jakie? Something new?

Jake Serrano's wife has accused me of assaulting her.

Mike How do you know?

Jake I had to hack the cameras to protect myself from being at her local.

Mike Risky… I like it And? You did?

Jake Right now they are investigating the cameras, I do not think they will find anything on me. The bad: There is no proof that MC was drugged. I have seen the video and at no time can I see if they put something in the glass.

Mike I mean, they’re not going to be able to put that guy in jail 😑

Jake No, but at least I saw Roth laugh when the cops left her alone after questioning her. She is not shown as a wounded woman.

Mike I would have liked to see that I love to see how they humiliate themselves

Jake And good? I am sure you have not texted me at all.

Mike Oh! How do you already know me? Drumroll! [▶️ 0:09] ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I roll my eyes when I see that he has surely sent me the audio of some drums. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jake Please can you tell me what it is?

Mike Files friend! Files of that bastard’s children!

Jake So children. No one. But how do you know it’s them?

Mike I paid a little more to the guy who was going to look for it, so I not only have the adoption papers, but also from before The information where they come from, what happened to their parents, psychological history, everything [Grace Krebs.PDF] [Ralph Krebs.PDF] [Grace Serrano.PDF] [Ralph Serrano.PDF] ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I stare at the names for a few seconds. Grace and Ralph. I knew they were brothers, but unless only one was adopted. Something catches my attention. Their ages. In the first files, it says that Grace is six years old and Ralph is eight, while in the adoption files, they are the same age. The worst thing is, it is thinking about what Ralph has done to MC and knowing that he is Krebs' son, it makes my blood boil. And Grace was friends with her, until her brother drugged her. They have both been torturing her, laughing at her. I try to appear calm talking to Mike, now I do not want anger to blind me, I need to be focused. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jake So they were both adopted by Armando Serrano and Irma Roth. But why the change of ages?

Mike Hmm… I suppose that Armando and Irma would have decided that for some specific reason

Jake The press.

Mike What does the press have to do with this?

Jake I talked about it with MC, we theorized that maybe it was because they did not want them to know that they had the children when Irma was young. But it was not because she had them young, but because they were adopted. Is there a reason they want to hide it?

Mike I have no idea That is important?

Jake I do not think so, maybe it has nothing to do with our case. I hope MC found something to accuse them as well that they are the culprits of Daliah's murder.

Mike You think? Why would children of a murderer want to end their father’s job? I would ignore mine Like now I do

Jake That is what I want to know. MC saw a video of Daliah that had been played by someone. And Ralph is one of those who were close. There is also the camcorder with Daliah dead. Ralph has access to any mod program. While Grace may be the perfect distraction for her to helping him. While in reality, he was just watching her.

Mike So she could tell her brother everything.

Jake Exactly.

Mike

And what does Irma have to do with it? There’s nothing linking her to Janis Krebs, why go after Daliah?

Jake Why not help your children in a revenge and get rid of losing everything in their marriage?

Mike And I thought that Armando was a terrible person Those three are the same and they’re not even blood related Oh! Anything else! [Death certificate of Genevieve Hesse.PDF] [Obituary Genevieve Hesse.PDF] Grace and Ralph’s mother This was a little easier to get, it’s not as guarded She was not killed by her husband, but by natural causes If you’re interested

Jake Thank you. I think this will be more useful to MC than to me. I will send it to her too.

Mike Well that’s all Talk to you soon 👋

Jake See you soon Mike.

-------Mike has disconnected----- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

After the conversation with Mike, I did not realize that MC had a conversation with Jane. The conversation had completely changed and I am thankful that I had to talk to her when she texted me. I do not waste time getting up from my chair, cell phone in hand ready to leave to prevent her from going to the lake. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

-----MC has connected-----

MC Jake? [Files.rar] I have to ask you a favor

Nym-0s I was going to write to you now. MC, you are not going.

MC There is no time this time for you to come Jake! It would be too late for Jane! She will kill her! And this is personal

Nym-0s I just left the apartment. It might buy me time if I drive fast to the lake.

MC Not this time I won’t risk you again

Nym-0s Risking your life? I will not allow it. MC, I have evidence you can use to prove it was them.

-----MC has disconnected----- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I curse under my breath as I see she go offline at the same time I send the last message. I run as fast as I can until I reach the sidecar, starting it. I manage to hear my heartbeat in my ears, nervous about what they might do to her. With Michael we did not know what intentions he had with MC when he wanted to meet her, but this time it's more than clear after so much torture they have done to him. And the worst thing is that surely Grace will not be alone as she names in the message.     “Try not to die until I get there.” I mutter as I accelerate.      I spent a long time without being able to be in contact with her and if I lose her now, I will not forgive myself or them. I do not think they want to meet a vengeful Jake.

Chapter 32

[razieltwelve]

Help (Final Rose)

Roman wasn’t half bad at fighting, but he much preferred to avoid it if he could. It wasn’t that he was a coward. He just enjoyed having his insides on the inside. Alas, he didn’t always get what he wanted.

“Shit.” He put one hand to his wound. “That’s a lot of red.” He was tempted to kick one of his would-be assassins, but the other man was already dead. Plus, kicking would probably aggravate his wound. He reached for his scroll and sighed. Assholes. They’d shot his scroll! At least the damn thing had taken a bullet for him. He might be dead right now if it hadn’t.

He looked around. His own men were, well, dead too. That was a real pain. He’d quite liked some of them. If he lived through this, he’d definitely have to murder everyone involved. That was, of course, assuming he lived through this, which wasn’t at all certain.

His head was already beginning to swim, and he staggered out of the warehouse.

“What am I going to do?” He briefly considered calling Jihl or Neo before remembering that his scroll was useless.

He was in the middle of a part of the docks that had been scheduled for demolition, so the odds of him finding help before he bled out were basically nil. In short, he was shit out of luck.

Wait.

He looked up.

There was a delivery drone flying over the area. It was carrying pizza. Why was it here? Oh, right. If it was headed for some place across the bay, then cutting across would be quicker than going around. Damn. That pizza smelled nice. His vision blurred, and he swayed.

Pizza.

Delivery drone.

Wait.

He bit his lip and used the pain to focus. Neo had said something to him once, that if he ever needed help and he couldn’t reach her or Jihl that he should talk to a delivery drone. Not all of them would respond, but most of them would. Why was that again? Ah. Her friend, Diana, had designed the most popular delivery drones, and there were all sorts of special subroutines built into them.

“Hey!” Roman shouted, hoping the drone had audio sensors. “Hey! Authentication Code: Gary Dinosaur Ice Cream Alpha Delta 4-10.”

The drone stopped.

The fucking thing actually stopped.

It paused for a moment and then continued on its way.

Shit.

Was that a good or a bad thing?

Roman leaned against a wall and sank onto the ground.

Whatever.

He’d gone as far as he could go.

X     X     X

Roman opened his eyes.

“Huh... I figured I’d be dead.”

“Maybe you are, and now you’re a ghost...”

He turned his head. It was a famous redhead. “Shit. I’m getting the royal treatment, huh?”

Vanille shrugged. “Jihl considers you a very valuable operative, and Neo was quite insistent on you not dying.” She nodded to the side.

Roman turned. “Ah.”

Neo was asleep on a chair next to the bed.

“What happened?”

“The authentication code you used brought the drone’s audio-visual feed to Diana’s attention. From there, she sent a larger drone with medical capabilities to stabilise and retrieve you.”

“That’s pretty handy.”

“Flight capable medical drones are excellent for cases like yours where speed is of the essence and the wounds themselves aren’t especially complicated.”

“It could tell how badly wounded I was?”

“The pizza drones have highly advanced audiovisual sensors to help them navigate urban environments.”

“I’ll give the next one I see a tip.”

[artemisrogers]

Frantic Roberto Trujillo x reader ( backstage sex, age gap, marking, breeding kink, stage foreplay)

You got a ticket for your first Metallica show and Vip tickets. What you didn't expect was for the bassist to call you on stage and confess his feelings for you. Let's see where this goes.

I couldn't believe I finally was going to my first concert, well my first concert in general. I fidgeted with my lanyard that showed I had a vip pass to meet two of the members. I looked it up online and it said it was gonna be Roberto Trujillo and Lars Ulrich. I looked up to Roberto among the rest of the members the most but my favorite is Lars.

I showed the guard my lanyard and they brought me backstage. My heart in my chest I saw Lars and Roberto sitting at a table Lars was chatting with another fan and Roberto was finishing signing a fan's 72 Seasons album. I walked over to Roberto feeling excited and shy. He greeted me with a warm smile and chatted with me.

Of course I asked about his role in Metallica and how he learned the bass. Once it was time for the show I sat in my seat kinda close to the stage, but not too far either. I recorded and jammed out to all of the set sweating my ass off. After Harvester of Sorrow played I cheered when Roberto spoke into the mic high off my own adrenaline.

"How are we doing out there tonight?! I just wanted to say that the next song we're gonna play goes out to a very special someone tonight. Can we give a big applause for Y/N tonight!" Roberto confessed.

I felt my heart leap into my mouth as the crowd cheered and the notes for Nothing Else Matters played. I was both flattered and shocked he had the balls to say that. I jammed and sang along to the song and the rest of the show. I shouted my tank yours of course and was about to leave. I was kinda close to the pit so I managed to get one of Kirk's picks and Lars' drumstick. I looked at Roberto who walked over to me and kneeled down so I could hear him.

"Hello again Y/N I wanted to ask you something."

"O-Ok?"

"Would you want to come backstage with me? I meant what I said about falling for you." Roberto said his eyes bright brown.

I agreed to go and spend some time with him. I heard a couple of comments that teased Roberto from Lars and got a side glance from James when I passed them. I blushed feeling a rush of heat go through my body when Roberto grabbed my hand. We were backstage and in a dark part of the stage. I mean I was only 23 and Roberto was 58? This felt ok to me.

"I need to breed you badly. I couldn't stop thinking about it since I first saw you. You have perfect curves and beautiful skin. Everything about you makes you crave you if I'm being honest." Roberto said his hot breath on my neck making my shiver.

I felt a familiar heat in-between my legs as he pulled me flushed against him. I felt the air leave my lung when he kissed me. He was gentle but passionate as his fingers tangled in my hair and I wrapped my arms around his waist. I let out a soft gasp turned moan when his ran his hand under my shirt and found my left breast, squeezing it. I gripped his left arm on his bicep. He was welt built for his age.

"Such a good girl aren't you? All hot and bothered? Let me take care of you tonight." Roberto said pinning me to the wall and hiking my skirt up.

I felt him slide my panties to the side and stick a finger into my wetness. I moaned as he started to finger fuck me. I felt that familiar knot and knew I wasn't gonna last long. I put my face into his hair as I felt my orgasm hit me. This made Roberto groan and pulled his fingers out licking them to taste my juices.

"Fuck you taste divine baby." Roberto said letting me go the bulge in his jeans obvious.

I let him guide me over to some back stage boxes as he bent me over. I whimpered when he pulled my skirt up again and gave my ass a smack before pulling my panties down. I heard him unbuckle his belt and use it to tie my hands above my head.

"Mmm Roberto please."

"Patience slut I know you want this cock stretching you out." Roberto teased me as he pulled down his jeans and boxers his cock hitting my ass cheeks.

I heard him rip something plastic open knowing it was a condom, to roll onto his cock. He lined himself up with my entrance and slowly pushed inside me deeply. I let out a loud moan as I felt him slowly pump his cock inside my pussy. I let him grab my ponytail and pull on it so I was looking up at him.

"Fuck so tight! Damn baby!"

"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum!"

"Cum onto my cock baby do it." Roberto said snapping his hips faster.

I was as if I was on command I moaned loudly as I cum all over his dick. I nuzzled my face in his hair as I rode out my high. A few more thrusts and I felt him moan as his warm load filled me up. After we both got down from our highs Roberto pulled out and pulled his pants up. I pushedy skirt back down again and leaned in to kiss him.

"Your mine now Y/N. I claimed that pretty pussy."

"Yes sir."

[punkscowardschampions]

Java Pt.2

Ava: like father like son has never looked cuter

James: I neglected to pack him sufficient outfits, in this analogy I’m obviously a terrible father

Ava: I mean, in this analogy I am an awful person who does very bad things so we can’t worry about that or I won’t be able to look him in his eyes ever again

James: Perhaps you should’ve opted for twin? Or doppelganger?

Ava: Hindsight is a wonderful thing, yes

James: You know my fondness for a rewrite, it’s quite the lifeline 

James: get in the hot tub and start over, please

Ava: Okay

Ava: [send your own picture once you have, however long this takes you]

James: Good girl

Ava: How warm is the water in your pool?

James: My cheeks rivalling yours is going to be less to do with water temperature than that of my body and the effect you have upon it, but it’s nice

Ava: Good, I don’t want you to get cold

Ava: you looked so handsome

James: You’re too warm, I couldn’t

Ava: You have no idea how true that is

James: You’ll have to give me some idea

Ava: Now, let me think how best to do that…

James: Am I liable to fall off?

Ava: That would be mean of me

Ava: [send him a selfie of the bikini you’ve just taken off on the floor like that hot]

James: Oh, are you gifting it to me?

Ava: Now I am, absolutely

James: A souvenir of the holiday we’re owed

Ava: You can gift it back when we can go, I like that

James: Yes

Ava: I don’t mind what state it returns in, don’t worry

James: Thank you, you were warned self control isn’t my forte

Ava: In this context, I love that about you

James: Tempted as I may be, I won’t demand a separate, second list

Ava: I’ll keep it between me and my journal then

James: It’s best you do, I’d be equally tempted to catch a flight immediately otherwise

Ava: I want that whilst knowing I can’t ask for it, so badly

James: A shared urge I’m as desperate to satisfy 

Ava: I know you don’t want to be there, I have to try and let that knowledge satiate me

James: I need to be with you

Ava: I’ve never missed someone this badly, I can feel your absence deep inside me

James: I am going to fall off, my body is too insistent it has to reach yours

Ava: It knows, how desperately needed it is

James: I don’t know how I’ll ever keep still again

Ava: It will undoubtedly prove problematic but I can’t care right now

James: Hearing daddy could tomorrow, but I still want to tonight

Ava: You’re only hearing it the way I mean it from me, it’s special

James: The distinction is everything, as you are

Ava: I was trying to hold out for at least a beat before giving you what you want but that might prove embarrassingly hard

James: You don’t have to withstand anything you’d prefer not to

Ava: It’s how much I am willing to for you, so happily, that should shock me but doesn’t

James: Because I’d do the same for you, that’s what being my baby means

Ava: I’m your baby now?

James: Wouldn’t you like to be?

Ava: As much as I want to be your girlfriend

James: Okay, good

Ava: Say it again, please

James: [do a voice note because always extra]

Ava: I could drown

James: I’d rescue you

Ava: I know it, when we first did it, I felt so out of control and out of my depth but it felt perfect because you were keeping me safe and there was freedom to be small and inexperienced without fear

James: I’ll always provide that, all the freedom with minimal danger

Ava: Only the good kind, that comes from indulging our lack of self-control together

James: Exactly

Ava: So, in that way, I’ll keep you safe too

James: I feel it

Ava: That’s important to me

James: I wish you were here

Ava: If we’d known how you’d basically be outed, I could have come

James: I should’ve insisted, you would’ve come

James: I’m sorry I didn’t

Ava: It makes me happy you understand how devoted I am

Ava: I’m sorry too, you wouldn’t have had to have such a public shouting match, I would have worked it out with you in private

James: You’re becoming an expert at calming me down

Ava: Your life is too stressful

James: Can you slow my heart in this moment?

Ava: [whisper voice note but we all know you’re both too !! but all the comfort nevertheless lollol]

James: Ava

Ava: Daddy?

James: I’d be lost without you

Ava: I was, I didn’t even register it properly but now I can’t remember what life was before

James: However you want it to look, I don’t mind, as long as there’s room for me

Ava: You’re a big part of it

Ava: I’m not too proud to pretend that I can take or leave you

James: I wouldn’t have been half as upset, or provoked into such a colossal argument had I not felt I were being pushed to cheat on you

Ava: You really felt like that

Ava: You don’t want her like that anymore but you also felt like you would be betraying me?

James: The hypocrisy is ridiculous, I acquiesce, but it is how I felt

Ava: It isn’t my place to refute any hypocrisy but I think relationships can be over before they’re over, in a lot of ways

Ava: Thank you for telling me

James: I’ve been trying to find the words all day it seems

Ava: I could never be with anyone else right now, to know you feel the same is something I didn’t know I needed to hear but now I have, I’m so

James: She doesn’t like taking no for an answer, but I couldn’t

Ava: I’m sure it’s a knock to the ego but she has to know how you feel by now, this isn’t a new or sudden thing, is it?

James: It’s been going on for what feels like indefinitely

Ava: I do feel bad for her in the sense, but only as bad as I feel for you

Ava: to have to be with someone you’re not into or isn’t into you, that’s really horrible

James: But we don’t have to, therein lies the worst of the tragedy

Ava: Well, quite

Ava: that sums it up very well

James: I thought differently when I was a child, because I was, but we’ve grown up, somewhat forcibly and prematurely, but we’re unavoidably adults now

Ava: She’ll understand that it’s for the best for you both, when the anger has waned 

Ava: She can find someone who wants her as much as she wants them

James: I hope so

Ava: Surely she wants that for herself, even if she wants to hurt you right now

James: It’s been consistently difficult for me to read her

Ava: Miscommunication or a lack thereof is always going to hurt things more than everything else

James: I told you, you approach this so reasonably and you’re very astute

Ava: I’ve had similar if not identical experiences with people

Ava: people who refuse to be honest, be real, there is no foundation, you can’t be expected to make a loving relationship that’s entirely one-sided work

James: No, precisely

Ava: You weren’t perfect, but you tried

James: My epitaph 

Ava: You’re not going anywhere

James: Solely to your door

Ava: Remember when you barely made it through

James: And I graphically recall being unable to leave until we both almost fell through it from the force of my reluctance to

Ava: I can’t go through my own front door without vivid flashbacks now

James: Luckily you don’t drink because you’d struggle to make yourself one without an identical fate befalling you

Ava: I’m not upset about the possibility of filling my house with those kind of memories before we move

James: There are areas and entire rooms we’ve rudely spurned, we must rectify that

Ava: This hot tub, for example

James: [write a what if again because you’re !! and we all know you want her to use this poor bear, again, to replicate it as best as she can, he’s gonna be ruined]

Ava: Jesus, I might insist you write for every room we’ve not christened/defiled yet

James: I’m yet to send you a letter, I’ll be inspired to rectify that as well

Ava: Unbelievably, you haven’t been gone that long

Ava: it feels like a lifetime and then some now

James: [a countdown of when he’ll be back like and I’ll be back soon thank god]

Ava: You can still write me letters when we live together, I will always want to receive them, hear your most depraved thoughts

James: I’ll hide them in every room for you to seek out

Ava: I like playing games with you

James: I like you

Ava: then I promise I’ll reply

James: Please

Ava: You won’t get scared, however obsessive I sound

James: Your yearning is compatible with mine

Ava: We are well-suited, if there was ever any doubt

James: If you care to write a quiz I’ll take it, although magazines aren’t your chosen field

Ava: I know it, knew it almost immediately

James: I knew I had to have you

Ava: It wasn’t an elaborate ruse, as your brother’s state testified

Ava: but I did think you were incredibly attractive

James: I was blown away and continue to be

Ava: This will sound stupid now

Ava: but did you think less of me for being interested in a married man?

James: I possibly would have had I embodied the cliche, older and less appealing, be it in looks or personality traits

James: as things are, the current state of my marriage is well acknowledged, as is my age etc

Ava: Exactly, you’re you, which is far from the cliche in every sense

Ava: I wanted you to kiss me again, get to look at you for longer

James: I shouldn’t be married, or a father, you’re entitled to view me independent of those roles

Ava: To an extent

Ava: I don’t need to pretend you aren’t either of those things though, I accept both, obviously

James: You were beyond accommodating to Jay, I haven’t forgotten

Ava: I will have to have some kind of relationship with her, if you really want us to be together

Ava: and I’m prepared for that, I’ll take your lead 100%

James: I was sincere when I said you’re the type of person she’s lacking in her life

Ava: I will try, to be a good… influence may be strong but element

James: It isn’t just my book baby I trust you with

Ava: Oh, wow

James: But we’ll go slowly, don’t worry

Ava: I trust you, you know what’s right here

James: I’d never throw you into the deep end, at least figuratively, we can save that for literal fun to have together

Ava: We are going to have so much fun together, daddy

James: I know, baby

Ava: I trust you, to take care of me 

James: I will

Ava: You care about me too

James: I don’t have words for the lengths I would go, I felt physically sick at the prospect of hurting you

Ava: Today was awful, being unable to stop any of it, not really knowing what was going on

James: I’m sorry

Ava: You don’t need to be

Ava: I just hate the idea of you being hurt too

James: It isn’t going to happen again, not like today

Ava: No, that’s the first change

James: Tomorrow is its own kind of terrifying

Ava: I know, it’s a huge step

James: But there’s hours yet, we have them

Ava: We can do whatever you want, talk about it, very deliberately avoid it, anything in between 

James: Thank you

Ava: That said, if we’re going to have a serious talk, I best put some clothes on and get out of here 

James: Don’t do that

Ava: Okay, I won’t

Ava: it’s too nice, being like this with you

James: You can’t, I had such a visceral reaction to the idea that I cried out in protest loudly enough to be overheard, were there a soul around to

Ava: But we’re alone still, aren’t we?

Ava: I’m not sure I want someone else witnessing your visceral reactions right now…

James: Utterly

James: I’m all yours

Ava: All of you is all mine?

Ava: sounds too good to be true 

James: And yet

Ava: How did this even happen, how did we get here?

James: [send her a voicenote reading out the beginning of their story even if it is slightly different because she has the fancy notebook and he does not]

Ava: Ah yes, it’s coming back to me now

Ava: When is your birthday? I want to do it all again

James: [tell her your bday cos I know it’s January but I can’t remember when and I’m not on my laptop to check]

Ava: Even further away than school starting again, oh no

Ava: but time to prepare

James: I’m sorry, but I was due precisely a month after Christmas, which would have been a trial for everyone involved

Ava: You would’ve been an Aquarius, interesting

Ava: I’m going to have to read your whole chart, I’ve had no time

James: If we aren’t astrologically compatible please keep it a secret

Ava: That’s the Cosmo equivalent, I promise it’s much more legit than that

James: Okay, well, is there information you’re in need of for my chart?

Ava: It probably isn’t the time to ask your mother where you were born and what time but

Ava: you’ll know things are better when that’s the topic of conversation

James: When my mother sees fit to bemoan our combined labour time, and thus her great personal sacrifice, it’s as frequently contradicted, by my father or sister, due to his monetary one, that we were all born in [a boujee hospital obvs]

Ava: I’m surprised you weren’t all pencilled in, I’m sure that’s the approach your sister will take

James: Given her lack of maternal feeling, I’d be amazed to discover those pencil marks weren’t erased

Ava: You really have a short window to cancel 

James: In my experience, yes, but Gia is all about attention to detail, it won’t be hers

Ava: No cousins in sight then

James: Mercifully not 

Ava: Definite mercy

Ava: though I do actually like some of mine, it’s not all bad

James: [compare your cousins to book characters for fun to get across their vibes because I’m sure they span from some being annoyingly rich but harmless to others that are arseholes, regardless of how many or few you have]

Ava: [you’ll have far less than we do but we’ll throw out a few examples in the same manner for funsies]

James: [mhmm your dad is giving a sibling he isn’t close to like uncle Quentin vibes and we’ve said y’all have an uncle on your mum’s side Nancy has fucked but I doubt she has lots of other siblings maybe a sister or two as well so no crazy amount of cousins for this boy]

Ava: I feel like I just tricked you into a sneaky family history lesson there

Ava: you already knowing many of my own family’s scandals and secrets should assure you I’m not looking for dirt myself 

James: I’m delighted for you to get to know me, skeletons, warts and all

Ava: I am as much for the opportunity

Ava: It feels like too long since I met anyone who could remotely be called ‘new’

James: I don’t think I have until now

Ava: Pleased to meet you, a little late and doesn’t cover how pleased but

James: I’m regularly rendered speechless, gathering up meagre phrases like crumbs after a feast

Ava: Feast to famine is precisely what this separation feels like though

James: It’s apt, I am being starved of you

Ava: I promise whenever you return, you can have me whole

James: [do another countdown ofc]

Ava: I should be so used to this, the obstacles and the waiting but it somehow feels so much worse this time, with you

James: I’m taking it more personally myself, but I promise there will come a time when we don’t have to, and soon

Ava: Never?

James: I’ll bring you everywhere with me, flatly ignoring invitations that aren’t extended to you

Ava: Oh

Ava: Does it make me sound too pathetically lonely to say that’s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me?

James: Another word for pathetic is poignant, which that is

James: your plight moves me

Ava: Invites that mean anything, perhaps

Ava: There are ample opportunities to feel alone in a crowded room in this town, we’re both aware

James: We can leave it behind us, if you wish, I’m not as attached to this town as I am to you

Ava: Nothing could sound better than running away with you, naturally

James: Apart from, perhaps, not needing to run

Ava: How angry do you think everyone else will be?

Ava: Safe to assume your wife’s reaction…

James: The rest of my family will take it in their stride, I’ve behaved rather stereotypically from their outsider perspective

Ava: Yes, I suppose so

James: Are you troubled by what your family’s attitude to us could be?

Ava: Yes

Ava: well, I don’t intend to let it get in our way but I am also aware it won’t be good, I’m the… aggrieved party, as it were

Ava: being the teenager, you being the married father, it does make sense my family’s reaction will be less favourable, even though it isn’t how that sounds when so bluntly put

James: Backlash is a foreseen consequence of their concern for you, I’d bear it and have them care

Ava: I’m sure in time we can make them see who you truly are as a person, not the stereotype

James: Yes, if anyone could believe there are praises enough to sing them out, you would

Ava: There are, you’re much more suitable than any other boyfriend or girlfriend I could have

James: In time, you may make me see it myself as well

Ava: *I will

James: My apologies, you will

Ava: That’s alright, I’m only passionate

James: I know, I’m experiencing the most indecent flashbacks

Ava: It is very important that you don’t forget

James: Essential

Ava: You are

Ava: it is possibly a crime to deprive me like this

James: [send her some content of you looking incredible in this pool so she feels less deprived, I’m imagining a lil vid of him swimming lazily that kind of vibe]

Ava: Look at you

Ava: well done on saving yourself from any jail time, too

James: The night is relatively young, but thank you

Ava: Hmm, well if you have suggestions, I’m very open to them

James: As am I yours

Ava: I couldn’t ask for more, you give me everything I need

James: There isn’t anything you want?

Ava: You know what I want

James: Yes

Ava: More than anything else in the world

James: Oh darling

Ava: [update the countdown like how am I meant to survive]

James: How many things have you added to your list?

Ava: [add those up and be shook about how many you’ve thought of]

James: [give her a number you want her to have thought of by the time you get back to keep her busy]

Ava: Okay, I can do that 😳

James: [tell her how many you have, we all know it’s less because having your own ideas and opinions is hard for you but still ofc you’re doing your own list]

James: I have a lot of catching up to do

Ava: There’s no comparison when it comes to quality 

Ava: I can’t wait to compare

James: [we all know he can’t resist dropping a spoiler of one of the ideas he’s thought of, whether that’s because it’s something they can do almost as soon as he gets back or because he’s most excited for it or both, so setting that scene for her in writing as per]

Ava: I can’t remember the last time I was this excited

Ava: pre you, I can remember vividly how I’ve anticipated you every meeting we have had

James: You’ve unlocked no end of previously dormant emotions in me, but I’d be slightly mortified to compose that list

Ava: I don’t want to mortify you

Ava: perhaps you’ll feel like telling me when we are together again, I can wish for a world where you do

James: I’d be more repentant still if I embarrassed you by oversharing

Ava: You won’t

James: It strikes me that it’s too large of a switch to have been flicked so quickly, sometimes

James: and thus, I’ll turn around to observe I’ve been tricked, not by you but myself, my own depth of feeling

Ava: It’s okay, I understand really

Ava: you must keep whatever cards you need to your chest

James: I don’t want to be guarded any longer, it’s another bad habit

Ava: I wouldn’t want us to feel like you were losing control in an unwanted way though

James: Nothing about the way I lose control around you is 

Ava: Good

Ava: the feeling remains entirely mutual

James: I’ve been smitten by you from our first moment, I can’t fight that, nor would I seek to

Ava: You’ve made it sound adorably wholesome

James: There were sentiments awoken within me which are

Ava: You’re very cute

Ava: you put to shame how totally indecent my own mind is being

James: No shame, Ava

James: I do, however, insist you tell me

Ava: Writing this list is inspiring

James: Have you written down something, with editing, we could do together at once?

Ava: I did think that we could call, maybe Facetime 

James: [call her IMMEDIATELY obvs because he’s eager af and it isn’t something y’all have done yet, picturing him sitting wet on the edge of this pool, feet dangling in, looking peak romance btw]

Ava: [you’re still in this hot tub so set this phone up on the side so you can peek over, sure the lighting is basically fairy lights etc so it will be a nice romantic vibe also, trying to look you over as if we can better gauge how you are over a call than the photos and videos that have been sent but we’re also just so heart eyes as we do ‘hi’ because literally can’t start this conversation any other way, there is simply too much you could say]

James: [a slightly breathless ‘hello’ back that isn’t remotely because he just pulled himself up out of this pool however long before and everything to do with the fact he’s so !! to see her cos feels like forever]

Ava: [doing an equally breathless but quiet giggle about it because hard same ‘show me where we’re sleeping tonight then’ because we want to see how comfortable this lounger looks, considering this place is rich it honestly should be but we would have to make a different suggestion otherwise]

James: [get back on it and again recline like you did in the picture you sent her but even more so because you wanna look extra comfy so it meets with her approval, smiling so genuinely at her from this position as if she is about to join you on it ‘what do you think?’]

Ava: [nod your approval and lay yourself back in the water like you’re also getting comfortable because you can relax more just for having talked to him ‘I think I’d rather you were here with me than in whatever Egyptian cotton that place has on their beds’ because having to go and sleep in the same bed as Chlo right now is not something either of you needs to think about]

James: [getting what’s blatantly an egyptian cotton towel and wrapping it around himself like a blanket like hard same, just here making himself look cuter than before nbd, with his own nod because he’d rather be with her than anywhere]

Ava: [making a little noise about it, pressing your mouth into your shoulder like shh because truly can’t deal with him]

James: [biting his lip about all of that because likewise, the way that towel is immediately and shamelessly going around his waist/in his lap so he can take off his trunks and be naked but he’s letting her see everything before it does because nobody is around]

Ava: [your second noise is just a shameless moan, however you try to cover it up, not that you even need to because obviously your parents are otherwise engaged as per so you are as alone right now, still, the needless fake cough that is not even designed to fool him, coming out because 😳 trailing your fingers down to your chest which I like to imagine is currently slightly out of frame for him]

James: [STARING at the blush we all know she has, not even trying to hide how intensely he is or the fact he’s shamelessly shifting a little on this lounger when her fingers move because can’t not, doing his own noise which is like a throat clearing sound but obvs more indecent than that because of the swallow with it and the !! vibe and everything, running a hand through his wet hair]

Ava: [‘sorry’ because giving such disappointed teacher vibes purely by accident with that throat clear, acting like he did it to remind her that she isn’t properly in shot and he can’t see, thus moving the camera down enough that you can see where our fingers are now, nipples should not be that hard in such warm water]

James: [‘it’s okay’ but in a such a good girl for remedying that and thus I forgive you and am proud kind of daddy tone obviously, doing the kind of look he does when he’s trying to memorise exactly how hard her nipples are rn in that warm water because he is, letting her see that this towel is just highlighting rather than hiding how turned on he is, luckily y’all are still alone, doing a gesture like come and sit on my knee, again peak daddy energy]

Ava: [‘is now’ with such a genuine smile despite the levels of blushing we are reaching here because everything can be fixed by being together and him being so daddy, of course, pressing on the place he gave you that lovebite, remembering and bringing attention to when, silently, moving closer to the phone and him like you really are in his lap]

James: [gotta do a quiet lil moan about the lovebite reminder and as if she has just gotten into his lap, likewise keeping the phone angled as if she is because we’re all about maintaining a vibe, likewise unable to stop himself moving as if she was there too, getting them both positioned as if so though as well as blatantly just involuntarily reacting with a roll of his hips]

Ava: [we all know what’s going to go down now, live your life lads, lord knows you deserve this, it has been such a day for him and then by proxy her]

James: [mhmm, they need this, and this boy especially because I doubt he could fully let go earlier when she was corrupting the poor bear and thus died or any of the other occasions this convo has gotten saucy because of the day he has had so it’ll be really extra when he finally does here and we love that for you both]

Ava: [you simply gotta and no one is gonna disturb you because clearly the pool is lowkey closed for business and everyone is in bed or the bars]

James: [we’re gonna be kind and not cockblock you since you already are by this holiday and being very dramatic about it lol, not during these antics and not when y’all inevitably fall asleep on this phone call which you also simply gotta]

Ava: [mhmm, agreed, start of a new tradition because things are not going to go as smoothly as you can but hope for right now]

James: [the only question is, and it’s for Winola gay, did they just crash from the antics and exhaustion of the day or did he read to her the book he has been or did she read to him their story or something else?]

Ava: [he says he thinks they have to pass out for realism but I imagine some eager children if not your own will wake James early in the AM so perhaps then, assuming it is not Jay for reasons of her grandparents keeping her entertained, she could read some of their story as kind of a bye for now energy]

James: [I LOVE that and I agree wholeheartedly with that bear, no notes, that’s a perfect way to leave y’all while he has to try and vaguely reconcile with his mrs/cope with the rest of this holiday whether the fam go home or don’t]

Ava: [should we say they do or don’t because different vibes if you have to, respectfully, tell them all to go home rn thank you]

James: [his dad would jump at the chance because clearly a workaholic and therefore his mum also would but Teddy as the arsehole he is would try and stay purely as a fuck you haha, but I think ultimately they should go at his insistence, because he’s really trying to smooth things over and get her back on side so things don’t blow up and go to shit before baby Mattie is born, even if her parents remain as babysitters, soz to them]

Ava: [lmao imagine them trying to have a holiday and Teddy forcing them to babysit him, Chlo is firmly your enemy right now hun, it can’t happen, I feel like she should also send her parents home but unlike his attempt to show willing, it’s just so James has to do all the childcare like if this is what you want vibes, plus it makes y’all look as chaotic as you are like you invited them here and now are forcing them to go, max drama]

James: [I agree, she’s gotta punish him for his outburst and giving her that ultimatum/saying he’s gonna leave so it makes sense, thank god he is a good father and will do said childcare or poor Jay, unrelated but I also think Teddy should be made to go to work with his father for the rest of half term as they are no longer on holiday, even though he will do fuck all except sulk, it just feels real]

Ava: [oh unlucky boy, so real though, thank god he can’t make you work evenings or you’d want to die lmao]

James: [he’ll be so messy during those evenings cos FUMING he has to work and he’s missing out on all this holiday drama]

Ava: [dying for that tea sis, I would be too but only because I’m nosy, not a life ruiner]

James: [there is the potential for Tancy off the back of that which is a fun thought even if we don’t do it and it’s just vibes we know exist going forward]

Ava: [y’all know each other, are often at the same parties, it’s a definite possibility, as is going through the cycle again because James’ sister will wanna discuss now that the fam are back and inevitably chatting, she can talk to Teddy about flopping at work, you could try and win Chlo back as Teddy, etc etc, you get the point]

James: [mhmm, but we’ll post this because java are done for now]

[sashi-ya]

Hi Sashi ❤️! For your new event can you nsfw/drinking sake Kid x F! Reader.

After he got out of prison and rejoined his crew, they celebrated their captain's return but reader took the opportunity to celebrate in a more spicy way. 😏

Any kinks are ok 😊

Bye bye 💕

Magui my love!! So, here I am with your fic! I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it! Thank u so much for always supporting me and being so sweet!! Please have fun with this spicy Kid!! 💖~

~ 🌸 Cherry Blossoms Over Wano Event 🌸 ~

Nsfw~ Eustass Captain Kid x F! Reader ~ Drinking Sake

tw: "drinking" play -drinking and using sake for nsfw purposes- public sex (don't worry they are all sleeping. Rough. Unprotected. Placed of course after Udon prison scape.

wc: 1.8K

Like this event? masterlist 🌸~

“I told you, I’ll kill anybody who dares to laugh at you, Killer!” Kid shouts, eating desperately and chugging down huge amounts of cheap sake. Everybody laughs, at least before the war starts. They all know this is temporary and the bad taste in their mouths after what happened some days ago still lingers like a ghost on their backs.

Some scratches still show in Kid’s face, nothing he wasn’t used to by now, but it still hurts to know he went through hell for his nakamas… after all, your captain is amazing and loves his crew.

And as well as your mates, you do love him. Even more, perhaps.

A special bottle of sake that you have stolen from the Flower capital rests over your bedside table, ready to be given as a gift to Kid whenever he is alone. Maybe that would be risky, maybe he would take things badly… but you can’t take this anymore. And whether he accepts you or not, you don’t care. You just wanna show him you missed him and you like him. After he was held hostage in Udon you decided you wouldn’t waste any more time in showing your feelings towards him.

After a couple of hours, some of your nakamas have already passed out over the table of the Victoria Punk’s kitchen. Some others, more collected, headed to their rooms. Yet Kid is still awake. He is resting his legs over the table, rocking his body back and forth with the chair with his arm hanging on the side. He hasn’t worn the metallic prosthetic since he came back, so that shows he is totally relaxed.

His red locks fall free at each side of his temples, the goggles are over the table and his peculiar, yet beautiful profile gets bathed by the moon shine that filters through the portholes of the kitchen.

The belt he usually wears around his waist, was now untied and his lower abs show how he slowly breathes, up and down, up and down.

You come closer, the bottle is cold and heavy, green frosted glass around to protect the wine from the light and the little drops of sweat wet your hands. “Uh… Captain?” you ask, almost whispering, standing at his back.

Kid, who was very relaxed, almost falls off the chair, but soon recovers the balance. “Oh, (Name)” he says, still panting since he got a little scared. Although Kid is usually a little rough when speaking, he always uses a considerably softer tone with you. “What’s going on?” he asks.

“So, uh… I wanted to give you this as a gift, for… you know- protecting us” you mumble, bashfully. Your arms stretch and show him the huge bottle. “F-For me?” he stutters, and it is the first time you heard him do so. You nod, and his huge hand grazes yours when taking the bottle.

He inspects it, scanning it up and down, probably drooling because that was authentic Sake from Wano. As they say, “the most delicious one, ever”. Kid then looks at you, and his red lipstick lips form a soft side smirk. “Wanna join?” he asks, moving his eyes towards a pair of sakazuki over the table.

You, out of words, and always so intimidated by his presence, nod in acceptance even if you wished you would sip the booze right from his lips and not from those red stupid bowls.

Kid puts the bottle on the table with a little more force than it should be done, but still none of the passed out nakamas around him wake up. You can see him watch over all of them, inspecting if they were really unconscious. And you wonder to yourself, why…?

Slowly, you pull the chair next to him, closer to the table to wait for the sake to be served, but instead Kid snatches you by your waist. “Oi” he whispers, your nose close to his. “Wanna sit more comfortably?”.

Up and down your chest goes, your heart races, your eyes widen… What is he talking about? where should I sit, then…?

Your doubts get easily resolved, because in just a second, and while your legs turn weaker, he lifts you up and sits you over his lap. Face to face, your legs hanging at each side of his lap.

“Do you know what I’ve been told in jail?” he asks, grazing your cheek with his thumb down until your lower lip, softly and gently, so weird coming from Kid. You swallow, your dream is coming true and you just had to bring some more sake… or maybe he is just drunk and needy.

As needy as you are for him.

“Uh… n-no” you stutter.

“I’ve been told that when a girl offers you sake in Wano, wants to…” he whispers, licking his lips and coming closer to your lips. “She wants to…fuck you” he continues slowly pronouncing each letter. You widen your eyes, yes of course you want to fuck him but you weren’t aware of such practice.

“D-do they?” you ask, feeling the warmth of Kid’s breath on your lips and his hand now over your left leg. “Uhum… and you know… I’d gladly accept your proposal right away” he utters, now feeling how his throbbing member gets harder under your crotch.

You nod, moving your head up and down so slowly, showing Kid how much you want this. “Yes?” he asks, again. “Uhum” you moan. “Good…” he whispers, taking his thumb to your mouth, softly pushing it inside so it gets wet by your tongue.

He smirks and all of a sudden rips your blouse apart. You instinctively take your hands to your chest. Is not that you didn’t want this to happen but… your nakamas are all sleeping around you. “We are gonna just enjoy our sake… plus, do you think they will wake up? nah… but if they do, I bet that would be such a show” he says, suggesting he wants to fuck you right there, over the table, on the chair or anywhere even though there is people around.

His hand reaches for the bottle, he takes off the cork with his teeth and pours the cold liquid over your chest. Drops of bittersweet beverage run from your collar bones to your nipples and lower down your belly. He enjoys the way your body gets covered by such delicious elixir and gloats at your little squirms when the sake erect your nipples.

“I bet this tastes better from you” he mumbles, smearing the booze up and down your naked chest, touching with his palm your already sensitive skin. “K-kid…” you whine, biting your lip. “Oh, my bad… as a good gentleman you will have the first sip…” he says, and pours some into his own mouth, allowing some drops to fall through the commissure of his mouth.

He immediately seals his lips with yours, swapping the refreshing strong liquor in between a playful and aggressive tongue dance. God’s elixir you are tasting, so sinful and delicious from his mouth. For a second forgetting about being surrendered by your sleeping nakamas.

When Kid is satisfied with your kisses, and your lips have red lipstick smeared all over, he pushes you back, hitting your back against the table in front of him. He bathes you once again with some more sake and pounces into you.

Licking, sucking, biting, he uses your body as a cup from where he can drink all the sake he wants. You throw your head back, trying not to moan louder, not to scream when Kid bites your breasts, when his painted nails carve your skin or when his hips movements make his dick graze against your panties.

He grunts when you begin to trace circles with your hips in clear sign you need more, so much more from him… even with everybody around.

“You want more, huh? What do you want?”

“Y-yes… fuck me…” you purr, like a sweet little cat in heat.

“Fuck yes, baby” he says and as fast as he can, his throbbing dick gets freed from the yellow pants he always wears.

He jerks off a little before penetrating you, while he sees you drink more and more of that delicious sake straight from the bottle. “Good. Fucking. Girl” he grunts with each stroke, drizzling precum on your thighs.

You feel dizzy, maybe because of the alcohol, maybe because of the anticipation of his big member being forced inside you in a matter of seconds. A pleasure so needed, and the addition of the arousal that brings being discovered by any of your crew mates at any moment.

Kid lets go of his dick and takes the bottle off your hands. He takes a big chug and puts it next to your face over the table. He stands up, placing your back better over the table and spreading your legs just enough so you can take him all inside.

“Don’t forget to moan louder” he jokes, looking at his unconscious friends. And inside he goes, first just the tip, so hard he didn’t even need to guide it inside. He moves just enough to graze your entrance and a little more, not deep at all. He kills you with the superficial motion, offering his fingers for you to bite while suppressing your whines.

And just when it is too good for you to handle, he lets himself slide deep, deep, deep inside your walls. “Fuck, Captain” you shout, making some of the guys move a little from their deadly positions while sleeping. Kid puts your left leg over his shoulder, just so he can fuck you deeper and with a hammering, pumping motion he takes you to heaven.

The red haired hand covers your mouth, enjoying the way you beg for him to help you muzzle your moaning and feral grunts. “Ups, you are gonna… wake. Up. Our. Nakamas” he says, marking each point with a violent thrust. You carve your nails on his forearm and close your eyes, inevitably showing your lover you are about to burst.

“Take a little more of this delicious sake, my sweet bitch” he says, and pouring some more into your mouth, he gives you the last blow. You come, squirming under his body, feeling his pulsating dick so into your womb, filling you up with a beasty grunt some seconds after.

You rest there, sticky but ecstatic for some minute while Kid also recovers. He smirks at you, so ready for the second round. “Let’s go clean ourselves up and keep with this, we got all night to celebrate…”

“Y-yes, Captain” you whisper, on his arms, resting your cheek over his wounded shoulder allowing him to carry you wherever he wants. You will follow this man to hell, and even further… 💖~

[iyumeu]

What are the demon brothers really, especially good at when it comes to their obsession/possessive nature over their darling? Like, who’s really good at setting up an escape proof room, who’s the best at gaslighting their darling to hell and back, who’s got the most roofies they can slip into drinks and food so they can cuddle a sleepy darling. I hope any of this makes sense…

I'd like to think that in an ideal horrible world, they would realize that they all have to work together to keep MC with them, so as you've said each of them would be good at different things.

Lucifer would definitely 100% be the one to set up an escape proof room. In fact, I'm in the midst of writing a sequel to spirit guardian and in it Lucifer traps you in a special room he's prepared for you. From one of the in-game chats it's mentioned that Lucifer is the possessive type while Diavolo is the stalker type and Barbatos is... well-adjusted?! and with his tendency to prepare in advance, he'd be done with a specialized, well-hidden room even before anyone else had the idea of making you stay with them, permanently.

After all, didn't he keep Belphegor, one of the strongest demons in hell, up in the attic with little to no trouble? His enchantments are top notch; say hello to your new attic room, MC. Don't worry, it's comfortable and people can still visit you, and it's decorated almost the same as your kitchen room! And, if you're good, you might get let out!

Asmodeus would be good at charming and gaslighting to make things seem like they aren't as bad as they are. At first he seems like he's listening to you, as you scream and shout, he really does look like he's empathizing! And then once you're tired, he'd hold you and shush you and say, yes, Lucifer really is too much, yes, how could his brothers just lock you up like this, yes, you deserve to go out, he'll take you for a walk tomorrow! He'll ask Lucifer for permission, and Lucifer's bound to say yes especially if he realizes how sad you are! He's just a little frustrated now, you know that the Devildom is a dangerous place and we don't want you to get hurt! We only want you to be safe, you know that right? We love you, so we just want the best for you. I'm sure you can understand that! Can't you? So just stay in this room, alright? We're doing this for you, after all.

Leviathan's pretty good at guilt-tripping you as well. He just throws a big pity fest and you'll just rush to try and placate him, telling him no, he's not trash, you don't hate him. And he'll ask you if it's something he did, that made you want to leave them all so badly? Or if it's something they did in general. They can change, please, as long as you stay. MC, they can't live without you. MC, what are they going to do when you're gone? They can barely function without you. Besides, did people in the human world even realize that you were gone? They didn't even leave one message for you (didn't get a chance to, all communications were removed before they could even send anything), but the demon brothers would! They think about you every single day, the human world doesn't know what they have, they don't appreciate you, they don't care about you, but we do, MC. We're the only ones who care about you.

Apart from that he also installs cameras all over the House of Lamentations, especially near the exits and in your room, as well as bug your phone. He'll always be watching your every move, oftentimes even forgoing anime to just stare at you through the screen hours on end.

Satan is in charge of security. It's a responsibility he shares with Lucifer and he hates it, but he understands the importance of it. It's essential that no one can get into the house and, more importantly, that you can't get out. He has everything from tracking to sedation spells on you, ready to be activated at a moment's notice. He also took the liberty to enter the human world to track down everyone who ever knew you, private investigator style, and erase their memory of your existence. It's a subtle erase, too, like you're aware that the person exists, but they don't seem to be very important to you. You have better things to do than think about them. Once he's managed to manipulate the memories of everyone, then maybe you'll be allowed a little trip to the human world... just for you to see that the only place you truly belong is with them.

Beelzebub is the one in charge of physically restraining you if you ever get strange ideas in your head. You thought that he was a softie, that he would be the one you could break through to, to let you go, but he and his family were united in this particular decision to keep you by their side. You were, after all, a lot safer here in the Devildom than you were in the human world. What if you fell ill? Or someone attacked you? They wouldn't be able to reach you in time! Beel wouldn't be able to reach you in time, and he doesn't think he would be able to live with himself if he lost another person he loved. His family wouldn't be able to take it either. So he is quiet even though you scream and thrash in his grip, thrown over his shoulder, mouth gagged so that you were unable to command anyone to let you go. Your resistance hurts, but he knew it would be worth it in the end, and soon you'll realize that too.

Belphegor was another person you thought you could negotiate with, having been trapped in the attic himself. However, like Beelzebub, you could not be further from the truth. After millenniums of hurt and hatred, here you were, a ray of light into their world, a little piece of heaven just for them. He'd be damned he he were to let you go. You made Beel happy too, so you really were a fool to think that you could have convinced him otherwise.

He was in charge of dreams. The sleeping mind is malleable to suggestion and your dreams are no different. Most of the time he'll give you nice dreams. Warm memories from the past to remind you why you should stay, digging into your fantasies to play them out (the ones that involve the Devildom anyway) to give you incentive to stick around, and sometimes even raunchy dreams to ease you into the future... But sometimes he would give nightmares and all of the nightmares have one thing in common: they begin with you successfully running away from them. Different things will go wrong in your nightmare, from your family members not recognizing you or caring about you and being painfully alone, to being murdered or being kidnapped. All he needed to do was to plant a seed in your mind, that would take root and sprout...

Mammon was the last one to be on board with this plan. To the very end he still cared about your well-being above all else and when he realized that his brothers were never going to let you go, he stopped bargaining for your freedom. In the end, he was still selfish enough to want you to stay with him and, well, it's not like you'd be able to hide from his brothers anyway. So why not just give in and make life easier for yourself? And somehow, he would be the one to break you, even if he doesn't know it. His nonchalant attitude to the whole thing... He had been on your side at first but then he just... gave up?

He'd end up as another gaslighter, telling himself that he was doing it out of good intentions just like the rest of them. He would try to convince you to take it easy, take one day at a time. If you were good, then Lucifer would tell the brothers to give you more freedom! No one knew Lucifer's bottom line like Mammon, so just listen and do as he says! Life doesn't have to be miserable, it's all up to you!

Days pass, and then years... and you realize that you aren't aging. In a manner similar to Solomon, your pacts were keeping you alive and immortal. You would not die.

And, at the very end of the line, all you would have left would be those demon brothers you once called friends.

[violettelueur]

— JUJUTSU KAISEN EPISODE NINETEEN || BLACK FLASH

↳ featuring : basically everyone at this point from jujutsu kaisen

↳ warnings : mention of blood + mention of violence + EXTREME grammar issues

↳ form : story

↳ published : 13 april

↳ pronouns : she/her

↳ word count : 4.6k

↳ synopsis : within the jujutsu world, there were three famous clans to be aware of, the Kamo clan, Zenin clan and the Gojo clan. However, unknown to many sorcerers there was one last family that was known to be apart of the three, only for them to disappear after the golden era leading some to speculate that they had died in battle after the sealing of ryomen sukuna, but....

↳ previous episode : sage

↳ next episode : nonstandard

↳ barista’s notes : let me admit, this will probably have terrible grammer issues here and there because i started this at 10:30pm and how it is 4am....ʕ ㅇ ᴥ ㅇʔ but also fun fact, when i was writing the fight scene, i legit had to grab a chopstick and try to reenact the scene i needed to write for in the kitchen ʕ ꆤ ᴥ ꆤʔ BUT moving on from that, thank you so much for being so patient with the series and hope you enjoy this special cup of classic black coffee ʕ•ᴥ•ʔﾉ♡

BEFORE READING, I NEED YOU TO BE AWARE OF THIS:

1. the whole story belongs to Gege Akutami and the credits go to them and them only.

2. the spell curses used belong to Tite Kubo due to them being the ‘Kidos’ being used on the manga and anime ‘Bleach’ - but none is mentioned in this chapter.

2.5. for the ‘cursed spells’/kidos (bleach) i will link this video here and tell you the time stamp to check out what i am intending to show - remember i add a few twist here and there by adding the katana to link with Y/N’s cursed technique : hopefully this video is slightly better...

Destructive Curse Spell Number Sixty Three : Raikoho (6:29-6:44)

Destructive Curse Spell Number One : Sho (4:56-5:04)

3. if you are confused on anything, please don’t hesitate to message me since i know this whole thing is so confusing.

A multitude of running footsteps continuously pounded against the wooden floor below, as everyone was determined to get away from the special-grade curse that was chasing them at this very moment in time, as what followed everyone was a vast wave of wooden branches that was violently destroying the corridor behind them.

“Are you all right, Inumaki-senpai?” Fushiguro asked with concern enveloping his overall tone, as the mentioned upperclassmen seemed to be struggling right now.

“Salmon,” Inumaki replied, in an attempt to reassure his classmate that he was doing and going to be alright, when in fact it looked as if it was the complete opposite currently.

“Here it comes!” Kamo yelled out to warn everyone as he spun around to face his opponent, leading the cursed spirit to launch a few sharp branches towards him as well as you, once you fully turned around to make sure that your classmate from the Kyoto side was going to be safe.

“Stop,” Inumaki commanded leading his curse technique to come to effect as his voice not only echoed through the hallways but forced the curse and its attack to come into a sudden halt, leading Kamo the given opportunity to launch his technique as a rapid long-ranged shot of blood directly attacked towards the curse’s head (which was somewhat covered in burns due to your last technique before everyone started to flee by your command) causing some fragments of it to chip off to which surprised Fushiguro slight as you stood at the top of the stairs just above Inumaki.

“Hurry! He’s just gonna heal right away!” Kamo instructed everyone as he ran up the stairs causing you to give one last look at the curse before rushing up the wooden steps as Kamo has told you. 

From what you could observe, the branches seemed to be the curse’s weakest point since Kamo’s last attack managed to hit its head causing you to come to that conclusion while your curse spell managed to cause some permanent damage to the curse due to the damage that remained after. However, even if you did want to continuously use the same curse technique over and over again, to not only cause the building that everyone was residing in to collapses and burn down but it also put your comrades in danger, something that you ultimately wanted to avoid at all cost.

Hearing a small but noticeable cough, you quickly turned your head back slightly to discover Inumaki’s face glistening with sweat as he took another sip of his medicine leading you to become more concerned about how much longer he could since this plan that suddenly came about wasn’t the most practical of them all, yet...it was the best for now.

Right as you turned back to look forward, you noticed that you were coming to a door leading you to push yourself further as you reached your arm out to slam the door open before jumping over the balcony to the roof that was slightly down below leading the boys to follow after. However, mere seconds later, there was an explosive sound erupting from behind causing you to quickly turn back to find that the curse had already made a wooden pathway with its branches as a way to walk over to everyone.

“Inumaki-senpai will stop it. Don’t worry, just go,” Fushiguro mentioned as he guided Nue towards the curse, leading the shikigami to fly straight towards the opponent with no hesitation.

“No wait!” you shouted, as you reached your whole arm out like you were able to reach the owl-like creature in time. However, the second Fushiguro turned to face you to see what was wrong, the curse’s arm swiftly punctured the shikigami straight through causing Inumaki to collapse to the ground with blood seeping out from his mouth leading you to realise that your upperclassman was at his limit.

On the other hand, before you could even react, you heard someone behind you being thrown causing you to look behind only to discover Kamo’s body being flung to the other side with Fushiguro right behind him to catch his fall leaving you in the middle on the rooftop between your classmate and the curse.

“Are you alive, Kamo-san?” Fushiguro questioned in a panic since he was not only troubled by the fact that one of the students could be in life-critical condition but with you also being in danger due to where you were standing currently and him having no idea why the curse was going after you.

Steadily, your hand slowly moved towards the dark blue metal pole that has been hanging on your belt for some time as you hooked your katana horizontally on your back, so your other hand will be free to freely manoeuvre the weapon of choice that you were choosing to handle the curse.

However, it seemed as if Fushiguro had other ideas as his hands shakily began to hesitantly raise up as if he was going to summon another shikigami into the battlefield. Although, before he was able to completely commit to his plan, there was a sudden pressure laid upon his shoulder catching him by surprise as he turned to look back at Inumaki, who was somewhat struggling to stand.

“Mustard leaf,” Inumaki stated with determination with a hint of tiredness lacing in his tone, leading you to turn your head back to notice him beginning to stagger towards you.

“Inumaki-senpai...That’s enough!” Fushiguro mentioned in a worried tone causing you to grab onto his sleeve once he stood by your side, only for him to present you a small smile once he turned to you - as if to tell you that everything was going to be okay.

“Blast away!” Inumaki suddenly roared leading to curse’s body to instantly flung itself to the other rooftop that was positioned above you just a slight bit before he fell to his knees with blood began to profusely run down his mouth causing you to kneel down by his side as you supported his body with one hand while your other hand gently on his neck to begin the process of reverse cursed energy to ensure that he was going to be stable before someone was able to take him to Shoko - if someone even could at this point.

However, it seemed as if Inumaki’s attempt was futile as the special grade curse sat up with no issue at all leading you to wonder how strong this curse was since it didn’t seem to take any damage whatsoever from Kamo’s and Inumaki’s attempts leaving you to the conclusion that you had to use your curse technique at this point.

“You can’t cut me with that dull blade,” the curse stated before raising its arm to not only block but shatter the weapon Maki was swinging towards it leaving her to look at it with widened eyes before tutting in annoyance leading Fushiguro to jump over you to attack the curse with his weapon once again, only for him to miss slightly as he managed to slice off a piece of the branch that acted as its eyes.

“Now this sword isn’t so bad, but you could just give me the girl as we will call it a day,” the curse commented while healing the tattered branch causing it to grow back, leaving no trace of it ever being cut off by Fushiguro.

Although, it seemed as if Fushiguro and Maki had something else planned as your classmate reached into his shadow that was manifesting below him to replace his sword with another cursed tool before giving it to Maki, who tossed the broken tool she had to the side.

“I have something even better. This one feels disgusting to use, though,” Maki mentioned before quickly unfolding the weapon to reveal a three-sectioned staff before swiftly spinning around to swing the weapon across towards the curse, resulting in the curse to block the attack, only for it to be violently and forcibly pushed forward into the forest.

“Gojo, run towards the edge of the veil and stay there!” Fushiguro yelled out to you before him and Maki sprinted forward towards the direction to where the curse was located, causing you to stare at him in confusion before instantly turning back to check in Kamo was still right behind you to which lead to carefully place Inumaki down on his back as you rush towards the Kyoto student’s side before you proceeded to turn his body to discover that his face was damaged badly causing you to place your hand over his head leading you to heal what you could before transport arrive.

On the other hand, before you could even worry about how you were going to get both Inumaki and Kamo to the end of the veil, you suddenly heard someone calling out your name causing you to peer up to the sky, only to find both Itadori and Todo coming down towards you in a speed that not even Sonic the Hedgehog could even achieve.

“GOJO!” Itadori yelled before powerfully landing right in front of you, leading you swiftly to grab on to the top of the roof to maintain some balance while using your other arm to cling onto Kamo’s body to make sure he didn’t fall as well.

“Itadori!” you replied in relief causing your classmate to smile at you even in the tough situation you were in right now.

“Gojo, Nishimiya is going to get those two out of the veil but according to her, the veil is an anti-Gojo Satoru one,” Todo inform you causing you to look at the first-grade sorcerer with widened eyes before you turned your head to the side to observe the veil that was enveloping all the students right now.

“Anti-Gojo?” you muttered under your breath, before turning your head back towards the muscular student, only to see him smirk confidently at you before Itadori took his hand out as if to help you up.

“Don’t worry about the other two, they will be safe, we all need to head to where the curse is right now!” Itadori mentioned leading you to turn to him as you quickly noticed the amount of cursed energy that was surrounding him right now, causing you to wonder how much he has improved over the past few months he was away.

Placing Kamo gently on his back, you grabbed onto Itadori’s hand causing your friend to pull you up before Todo stretched out his arm behind you, trying to convey for you to sit there so both he could carry you to the destination where you needed to be at this very moment in time.

“Todo...I need you to follow a plan,” you sudden declared, causing him to turn to you with a confused look while you seated yourself on his large arm (which surprisingly managed to keep you still with the help of Itadori, who placed his arm behind your back). “Just promise me you won’t tell anyone about my curse technique at all, not even a single word of it,” you said to him with a threatening tone causing itadori to look at you with a somewhat frightened expression on his face while his friend peered at you with a smile.

“I’m fine with that, but I also need you to help me with one thing,” Todo mentioned as he turned his head to face forward.

“And what would that be?” you asked.

‘Ah...this is going to be a drag…’

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"Sprinkled on the bones of the beast! Sharp tower, red crystal, steel ring. Move and become the wind, stop and become the calm. The sound of warring spears fills the empty castle! Destructive Curse Spell number sixty-three: Raikoho!" you chanted, as you placed your hand out like a claw leading to an exciting orb of yellow concentrated cursed energy to manifest itself within your palm, before rapidly striking down towards the targeted special grade curse like a destructive lighting bolt leading Todo to grab Maki within his grasp a second before the cursed spell hit the ground which leads to your opponent being paralysed.

“Keeping to the deal?” Todo asked you with a smile on his face causing you to shift your eye to the side, where he stood before unhooking the metal pool from your belt.

“Yeah, I am,” you answered causing him and Itadori to move to the side for a second - which Itadori was confused about since he didn’t know what show he was in for.

Fushiguro, who was crouching down with a speck of blood trailed down on the corner of his mouth began to argue against the appearance of you and Itadori. However, it seemed as if you weren’t listening to him to or to any of the student behind you at all since you needed to concentrate on both the situation you were in right now but also on the little deal you made with Todo - even though, regardless if you were able to show him the technique or not, you knew that Todo was keeping his word about keeping your technique a secret...that was what you could rely on him as well as his strength.

‘Black Flash huh...now that is a drag…’

“Now that you are here, why don’t you come peacefully?” the curse asked, causing you to mentally sigh as it was causing your concentration to waver, but you really weren’t in the mood to answer.

Stretching out your arm, you held the dark blue metal poll right in front of the curse before letting the weapon extend itself before forming an extremely sharp blade at the top leading the curse to look at it in confusion since it seemed to notice that your katana was missing due to it remembering that it was handing behind your lower back area.

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“This is my gift to you! Think of it as a welcome to the Gojo Clan gift!” Gojo excitedly announced as he presented you a gift box with a bright smile on his face, causing you to look at the gift in surprise since you didn’t expect him to give you anything when you came to his clan estate but also by the fact that the ribbon tied into a bow was the same colour as his eyes.

‘I don’t know if it’s because he is being egotistical or he just like the colour blue’

“Thank you,” you said with much gratitude before taking the box away from his grasp leading him to gleefully chant that you open it in front of him since he was desperate to see your reaction. 

Looking at the box, you couldn’t help but notice a little note saying ‘a gift from a father to a daughter’ leading the corners of your lip to twitch a little since you came to the realisation that it had been a while that someone had ever given you a gift before you processed to tug the tail of the bow before lifting the lip once the ribbon was fully removed.

“A metal...pole?” you said in a confused tone as you tilted your head to the side, before letting your fingertips touch the ice-cold metal as they began to trace the gold detailing that was embroidering the gift.

“No, no dear, it’s a polearm that just needs to be extended with cursed energy! It was made by your ancestor during the Heian era and I’m surprised it managed it stay intact after all that time here in the Gojo Clan since it was a gift from them to us,” Gojo informed you, as he took a sip of the sweetened coffee that you had brought from him before coming to his estate. “I thought that it might be better if it was in your hands from now on, besides it does technically belong to you,” Gojo suggested with a bright smile on his face, once you lifted the weapon out of the box to observe it more.

Turning it around in the light the room provided, you couldn’t help but suddenly notice a small design of what seemed to be a small flower depicting a tsubaki painted in a light pink right in the middle of the metal pole causing you to stare at it in absolute curiosity.

“Thank you so much, Gojo-sensei,” you stated once again in appreciation once you placed it back into the box causing Gojo to pout at you which led you to look at him in complete confusion the second you looked up to face him.

“CALL ME DAD, Y/N!”

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“Are you even listening?” the cursed questioned you as if seemed to be getting annoyed at the fact that you were just standing in front of it with no emotion attached to your face, causing the students behind you to look forward since they were beginning to become confused on why you haven’t attacked yet.

Although, it seemed like it didn’t have to wait long since you used your other hand to grab onto the pole before beginning to spin the now extended polearm aggressively leading the curse to now be on its guard since it had no idea what you were planning on now.

‘Black Flash is a distortion in space that occurs when cursed energy is applied with 0.000001 seconds of a physical hit, it can amplify a normal attack’s force by 2.5. It’s such a drag process but since this curse likes to get up close and personal, it seems like the best choice for now’

Suddenly, you quickly grabbed the polearm halting the spinning motion before using the ball of your foot to push yourself swiftly across the lake to appear in front of the curse, catching it by surprise since it seemed like you had just teleported right in front of them, only for you to violently swing your polearm down onto its shoulder leading it to groan in pain causing you to speedily spin around behind it leading the polearm to now swing across before forcibly landing the sharp blade to its side, suddenly causing the formation of a familiar black spark that danced around the area you were in like electricity currents causing Todo (who was observing from the sideline) smile at the scene with confidence, while Itadori looked at the same battle in shock.

However, before Todo could even call you to remove yourself from the battle, you instantly placed your hand above the other in order to rapidly rotate the polearm leading the other end to strike its other shoulder (while the blade was now facing downwards) causing another flash of black to appear once again to which lead the curse to cry out in agony, causing everyone to admire the fight with such astonishment.

“Gojo! Switch!” Todo yelled out, leading your concentration to instantly waver once again which caused you to push the heel of your back foot to quickly retreat to the side where everyone was before the curse could even afflict any attack on you in retaliation on what you had just done to it.

“Told you there is nothing to worry about,” Todo mentioned as he looked down at Fushiguro causing the shikigami user to look at you with his surprise before turning to look at Itadori.

“If you die again, I’ll kill you myself!” Fushiguro declared causing you to look at him with a complete perplexed look on your face since the sentence he just stated didn’t make any sense, leading Panda to extend his arm out to carry his lower classmen to the other side of the veil.

“Pandash!” Panda yelled out before carrying both Fushiguro and Maki to safety.

“Guess I can’t afford to die now,” Itadori muttered before rolling his shoulder to prepare for his turn on the battlefield with determination after witnessing your performance.

“I won’t lift a finger to help, Itadori. Not until you land a Black Flash. If you can’t land a Black Flash, then I’ll just watch you die, no matter what happens to you,” Todo declared with his arms crossed with one of his hands holding on to your katana, leading you to stand up straight with a dumbfounded look on your face after what he had just yelled out before taking your original weapon from his grasp.

‘HUH?! WHAT WAS THE POINT IN MY LITTLE PERFORMANCE THEN?!’

“Got it!” Itadori replied after letting out a breath, causing you to look at your classmate with the same surprised expression, even though his back was facing you right now.

“Don’t you think that is a bit dangerous?” you queried as you turned back to look at the Kyoto student, only for him to give you a serious look on his face as if to say that he believed in Itadori and his threat was just a fluke.

“I guess I can’t stop you then...I already know he’s got this,” you muttered before shrugging your shoulders since you knew there was no way Itadori wanted you to interrupt this lesson.

To be honest, Black Flash was the perfect move for him.

Suddenly, you heard a loud explosion from behind causing you to turn your whole body around to find Itadori punching the ground leading a huge splash of water to arise before noticing two pieces of rock attempting to strike the curse, only for them to be deflected the second it touched its hand.

Once the water dropped down, you witnessed Itadori’s fast reflexes as he managed to dodge the curse’s attack, landing a few kicks towards its stomach before Itadori used his last kick to target its face. However, you could tell then intensity was low meaning he wouldn’t even hit a single Black Flash with an attempt like that, only for the result you had come to happen as he attempted the technique once he landed a punch against the curse’s torso, only for Itadori to force himself back once the curse retaliates by trying to hit him with its branches, only for the effort to be futile.

“My friend,” Todo said causing Itadori to look at him, only to receive a smack across the face leading you to look at the scene with a fed-up expression since the connection on Todo’s hand and Itadori’s cheek was quite loud for a normal slap to sound.

‘What...The...Hell?’

“Anger is an important trigger for sorcerers, sometimes then can be taken down purely because they accidentally angered their foe and the opposite is also true. Sometimes they lose because their own anger disrupts their cursed energy, so they can’t exercise their abilities. Your friend has been wounded, and worse yet, they’ve rained on your honeymoon with me, you best friend, so I can really understand why you’d be boiling with rage,” Todo expressed with understanding, only for you to look at him with an extremely fed-up expression depicted on your face.

‘I don’t think the ‘best friend’ bit is why he is really angry, you drag’

“But that rage is too much for you, put it away for now,” Todo then informed Itadori before slapping his face again leading you to vocally express your confusion about the scene that was happening right in front of you.

“Huh?” you uttered out.

“Are those stray thoughts gone now?” Todo questioned with a small smile plastered on his face.

“Yeah, not a single one left. Thank you so much, best friend!” Itadori replied with a confident smile on your face leading you to tilt your head to the side as you witnessed this scene - if you were going to tell this to Kugisaki, you wouldn’t know if she would believe you or not…

Walking back out into the river, Itadori raised his fist up while peering at the curse with an intense stare only for his opponent to quickly push itself forward leading Itadori to follow as branches began to invade his side. However, it seemed as if Itadori hadn’t noticed them at all since he was directing going straight down the middle, leading his fist to make contact with the curse’s torso causing the manifestation of the black spark that you and Todo were waiting for.

“He did...it,” you muttered in amazement as the curse’s branches suddenly disappeared while its body was forcibly pushed back.

“Now you understand the taste of cursed energy,” Todo mentioned as he proceeded to walk into the shallow river with a proud smile on his face. “Up until now, you’ve just been throwing an ingredient you’ve never tasted before into a pot and boiling it without knowing why. But after experiencing Black Flash and understanding the taste of your ingredient, your cursed energy, you stand on a completely different level as a chef than you did three seconds ago. Congratulations, brother, you can become strong,” Todo then expressed with joy leading your classmate to look at him with a concentrated expression on what he was trying to explain.

‘I guess that is a good way to describe it. To be honest, it is kind of similar to Gojo’s teaching but a tiny bit better…’

“It can heal?!” Itadori asked in shock, as it noticed the growth of the curses’ hand.

“A cursed spirit’s body is made up of cursed energy. Unlike us, they don’t need any advanced reversed cursed technique to heal like how Gojo does. An injury like that is nothing to a special-grade, but there’s no doubt that it shaves away their cursed energy and if you crush their head, it’s game set,” Todo explained before turning to look at you with a 

“Now, shall we get cooking?” Todo asked you and Itadori in an assertive tone, leading you to look at him with a surprised expression before sighing as if you had a choice to not fight anyway.

However, before you could even take a single step into the river, you notice something from the corner of your eye causing you to raise your polearm swiftly seconds before you were now suddenly violently pushed back to extreme lengths away from the battle you were going to involve yourself in causing Itadori to yell out your name in complete panic. Although, there was no point in chasing after you, as you were now concealed within the multitude of trees that were surrounding the area with a hooded intruder, who was now keeping you at more than an arm’s length away from the two students you were supposed to keep an eye on.

“Destructive Curse Spell number one: Sho!” you chanted, leading a small ball of concentrated cursed energy to form in the middle on your polearm leading to the weapon and the person, who was pushing you, to be blasted back leading a distance to be created between you both giving you the space to press your feet down onto the ground to gradually pause your movements as you placed your hand on the ground to give you more support.

“Who are you?” you asked in anger before standing up straight in a defensive position and you aimed the polearm’s blade downwards to the ground, leading the person to raise up what seemed to be a pair of tonfa’s like the ones Fushiguro had earlier during the event, only for them to be metal rather than wood.

“WHO ARE YOU?!” you queried once again, getting irritated at the fact that the person was just giving you the silent treatment which caused them to giggle slightly as your frustration.

“Isn’t that a warm welcome for someone that took care of you so dearly?” the person spoke with a soft tone, causing you to freeze up in shock after realising how familiar that tone was to you to which lead the instructor right in front of you to slowly remove their hood leading their hair to spill out as well as to slowly reveal their face to you under the light the tree could, causing you to let out a breath of shock as your eyes widen at the sight in front of you.

“Mother?”

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[crystaliaxiv]

A game of honest answers

“Did you know that mingling with ancient magic would have this counter effect?” Hero asked, sitting on the floor of what seemed to be a giant library as they were going through the pages of one rather old book “No. And that’s a boring question. Why don’t you ask something exciting? Like… Have you ever thought about sleeping with me?” Villain said, rolling their eyes at first “Sleeping, no. Fucking, yes” Hero said with no control over their mouth whatsoever “Shit” they then added with a pained expression “I have thought about you naked ten times since you walked in here” Villain murmured, looking to the side “Stop” the other said as their cheeks started to become rather pink, but “Actually, eleven now… Twelve” it didn’t prevent Villain from continuing. Hero became completely red by now “This isn’t… uh, going how I planned. You… you’ve always been rather fascinating like that” they said through all their blush “Come on, I’m difficult, I’m driven and impatient. I think I’m smarter than everyone else, which clearly isn’t the case since I’m in here, probably about to spill my life secrets to you” Villain said, not understanding how could Hero use fascinating when there was a handful of other words that describe them much better. “All I can think about is how I shouldn’t tell you that I’m really afraid you might actually be pure fucking evil” Hero muttered, blankly looking at the pages of the book they were holding “Evil?” Villain looked straight into their eyes “Yeah” Hero murmured “You mean selfish and dangerous?” the other asked “Yes” the confirmation was really quiet. You know, when I was younger, and I first had money and power, I did use people and betray a handful of friends” Villain admitted “You don’t do it anymore?” Hero asked rather hopefully “No” the other almost whispered “What’s changed?” Hero questioned curiously “I fell in love” murmured Villain.

 “And they changed you?” Hero asked, their eyes finally meeting Villain’s “More of like I changed because of them. Thus, why I’m against politicians and not civilians” Villain sighed. Hero looked at them for a few long moments. They wanted to know who Villain was in love with so badly. They knew it would probably break their heart, they knew that Villain probably doesn’t want to tell them, but they needed to know. They needed to know is it really time for them to give up. Yet, Hero couldn’t bring themselves to ask. Not right now, at least “What about you? Is there anyone special?” Villain spoke, stopping Hero’s train of thoughts “There is someone, yes” they answered “Who?” Villain asked almost immediately before “Wait, don’t!” they shouted, putting their hand on Hero’s mouth “I don’t want to know” Villain explained “You’d probably be mad if I were to get rid of them” they added, giving one light chuckle “And I don’t want you to be mad, no matter how cute you may look” Villain smirked. They got terribly close to Hero’s completely red and flustered face, their hand still covering Hero’s mouth. “But you do look very cute whenever your face gets red… just like right now” they added, grinning. Hero’s heart started beating frantically as Villain finally removed their hand from Hero’s mouth and placed it on their chin, lifting their head up so they are face to face with Villain. “W-who are you in love with?” Hero suddenly blurted out, catching Villain by surprise “You. I’m in love with you, Hero” they answered instantly “But don’t worry, I know you would never be with me. I’m there just for a good fight, am I not?” Villain added, letting go of Hero’s chin and moving further away “Tell me if you need any help searching the library, I’ll go and make us something to eat” they then said to Hero and got up, walking towards the door. “But I would want to be with you. I love you, Villain” Hero suddenly said, getting up rushing towards Villain and giving them a hug. “I really like you and I want to cuddle with you” they added “I’ll get us some food, a blanket, a pillow or two and then we can continue searching through the books while cuddling. Does that sound good enough to you?” Villain smiled “Mhm” Hero murmured as they snuggled closer into Villain’s shirt.