#I’ll be honest I kin them both

[azvainia]

I’ve gotta let the gang know I fuck with small, light-haired, autism-coded, green-eyed elf mages

[notinthislife50]

Chapter 15

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You bounced off the bed when Friday informed you that Steve and Bucky were back and just in debriefing. 

You toyed with the idea of sneaking down and going to see them and you finally plucked up the courage. Wearing a baseball cap and glasses and tucking your hair in you made your way down to them, hoping no one would recognise you.

“What’s all this?” you asked Maria,  hiding behind her.

“What are you doing down here, your going to be seen?” She hissed.

“I’m in disguise,” you smirked.

“You three are disgustingly cute” she whispered “New interns get to come debriefing” She shrugged “It’s a bit boring and a bit pathetic when you see how some of them get on.”

You stood at the back and looked proudly at the two men. You saw a woman approach with a large stack of files. She softly touched Steve’s arm.

“I need you to sign these off Captain,” she smiled widely at him, you weren’t too worried but when he smiled up at her,  he winked at her you couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous.

A few girls in front of you giggled “What wouldn’t I give to get a bit of that,”  you listened to the girls on what they would do them or what they would let the boys do to them in return.

“I will never know how they are still single” someone whispered.

And that's when it dawned on you, were you stopping the two men from having a proper relationship, one where they could walk hand in hand down the street or go on dates.

An older lady clicked at them ordering to get the men whatever refreshments they needed.

When the girls came back with water you watched as they approached Steve and Bucky with big grins on their faces.

“I'm Clare,” one of the girls said to Steve “I put my number on the label.”

“Thank you sweet heart” Steve smiled at her.

Then he looked up and caught Maria’s eye, He looked at her confused when he saw the horrified look on her face. Then he caught the slightest glimpse of you behind her and his smile dropped. Disguise or not he would always recognise you. You walked out of the room and made your way to the bedroom locking the door behind you.

A while later, you heard a knock at the door.

“Hey Y/N it’s Steve and Bucky, are you okay?” They shouted through your bedroom door.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just tired. I’ll talk to you both in the morning” you replied trying not to sound hurt.

“Y/N please we just want to make sure you’re okay. Can you let us in?” they begged.

“Steven, James I’m fine I’m just going to head to bed, I’m good” hoping you could convince them to leave. Steven, why did you call him that, was it because you were actually annoyed with him?

“Y/N” Steve sounded serious “You can open the door now yourself or I will get Friday to open it automatically.”

“You can do that?” You questioned quietly.

“If I think you’re in danger I can” he stated.

You threw the door open,

“You know Rogers this can be seen as manipulation, something I’m very, VERY experienced in” You folded your arms looking angry.

Steve looked at you and instantly felt guilty.

“That wasn’t my intention Y/N, genuinely I just wanted to make sure you were okay and we wanted to explain what you saw,” he said, sounding sad he had hurt you. It really wasn’t what he had intended.

They both entered your room. Bucky took a seat at the edge of your bed behind you and Steve stood in front of you. Your arms still crossed and still looking hurt and angry you asked “Well, I’m waiting, What did I see?”

“None of those girls mean anything to us you have to believe us, to be honest, I wish we could say something but on days like this, we are told to act nice,” he did actually sound remorseful in fact he wouldn’t even look at you.

he continued “We are with you and we wouldn’t want it any other way, you are amazing, beautiful, sweet, and when you’re not on guard you are hilarious.”

“Steve stop” dropping your arms to your side and your voice quivering “It’s just the serum. You think you’re attracted to me but you’re not, I don’t know maybe it gives off some kind of pheromones. But I promise, you don’t love me” tears started to stream down your face and you felt your breath becoming unsteady. “I’m not any of those things you say I am.”

“Y/N you are, why would you say that?” He questioned.

Memories flooded your vision of the girls and then to your time with Walker. You were so lost in thought you hadn’t realised on the outside, your breath was labored and tears streamed down your face.

Bucky had bounced off the bed wrapping his arms around you he guided you to the floor and sat you between his legs.

Steve grabbed your face making you look at him.

“Breath sweetheart, I need you to breath for me” he panicked. When he realised you weren’t able to he tried a different tactic.

“Okay, sweetheart I need you to answer me. Tell me five things you can see in this room”

You didn’t answer in fact you seemed to look right through him

“Five things Y/N, don’t make me ask again,” he said more sternly hoping to get through to you. Still no answer. That's when Steve began to panic.

“Y/L/N, I am your captain and you will follow my orders. I need five things you can see right now.” He commanded. It seemed to work as you came out of your trance.

“Five things? " you repeated disoriented.

“Five things you can see,  NOW” he confirmed

Your eyes scanned the room as you tried to regain your composure but still, your brain wouldn’t work and you panicked more. Landing back on Steve you couldn’t help but notice the concern in his eyes. His amazingly blue eyes. How come you’ve never noticed those eyes before. “You” you whispered softly

“Tell me again sweetheart I didn’t hear you,” he said but you thought you’d seen a hint of a smirk there. (cheeky fecker) you thought.

“You I see you,” you said trying to sound loud but failing miserably.

“Good girl, what else,” Steve asked.

You scanned the room again it took a while but you managed to rhyme off,

“My lamp, the carpet, the door, and the television.”

“Very good, four things you can touch” he continued.

You tried to concentrate on what your hands could touch and then realising your hands were clinging on to Buck or more like borrowing into his skin you replied.

“Bucky”

Taking your hands off his legs worried you had hurt him, you touched your knees. “Me” Placing your hands on Steve’s legs you confirmed “you” and then placing your hands at your sides you touched the floor and stated “carpet”.

“You trying to insinuate something here doll,” Bucky said in your ear hoping to lighten the mood. You smiled a little. Then you heard Steve say “I’m not done, don’t listen to the Sargent Y/L/N,  I’m in charge eyes on me, Three things you can hear?”

“Punk” was all you could hear from Bucky.

You closed your eyes trying to hear the sounds

“Me breathing, the clock ticking, the drip of water in the ensuite” You weren’t sure if Steve would allow that due to your enhanced hearing. But he replied “Good girl, now two things you can smell.”

“My shampoo, my incense” you sounded more confident.

" Okay and one thing you can taste?” That was his final question.

When you realised you couldn’t taste anything panic started to build up in you again, you then lost focus, why couldn’t you think of anything, why? Then you felt lips on yours, your eyes shot open and you realised it was Steve. Then you felt his tongue gliding along yours. When he stopped he asked again “One thing you can taste”

You brought your fingers to your lips you whispered “Steve, I taste Steve.”

After a few minutes of sitting on the floor Bucky breathed behind you. “Right princess let’s get you off the floor as my ass has fallen asleep."

You laughed and as you went to stand you found yourself being lifted by Steve.

“You know I am very capable of walking” you argued.

“I know I just need to make sure you get to the bed okay" he smirked.

“My hero.” you rolled your eyes jokingly

“Well, I do still have my suit on” he smiled widely at you causing you to blush.

He sat you gently on the bed and sat beside you, you felt Bucky sit on the other side. A sudden wave of embarrassment flooded through you and tears ran down your face. You placed both hands on your face and groaned " I’m pathetic I’m so sorry, I’m just not used to compliments, Walker always said compliments make us believe we are above people. And I should always try and remain humble which is why he never gave me any, so I never got above my station, so to speak " you bowed your head.

Bucky leaned over and took your chin in his hand turning your face so you were looking at him. “Fuck him, he doesn’t deserve you, sweetheart.” And he gently kissed your lips.

“But this too James” you pulled back pointing at both of them “This is scary, I mean you both want me, I’ve never done anything like this, I wouldn’t even know where to begin or how it would work, and if your looking for a one stand I’m not that type of girl.”

“We can take it one day at a time sweetheart or we don’t have to do anything we have told you that and we mean it” he comforted.

“I would like to try," you whispered after awhile wringing your hands.

Bucky kissed your shoulder saying "You’re in charge sweetheart anything you want or don’t want, it’s all up to you” he continued to kiss your shoulder up to your neck and just below your ear you couldn’t help but sigh. Steve smiled and grabbing your hand kissed up your arm until he reached your other shoulder, he gently took your face and kissed your lips softly.

“This feels so weird” you giggled.

“You know doll laughing while we are trying to make you feel good, doesn’t do our ego any favors” Bucky smirked.

“Oh, you want your ego boosted?” You smiled back.

“Wouldn’t hurt” Steve replied smiling.

Fuck it you thought to yourself, why not enjoy this, when was the last time you actually had some fun or had sex. You turned towards Bucky and straddled his legs.

“How’s this Sargent?” You quirked an eyebrow.

“It’s a start, but Sargent?” he quirked his eyebrow back at you and shrugged his shoulders jokingly. You couldn’t help but laugh. You also couldn’t help but admire how extremely handsome he was. Did you ever think John was handsome? Did you ever even look at John?

" Well you know S.A.R.G.E.N.T” you enunciated the Sargent slowly. “The captain was very clear in his orders on what I should be calling you and of course I should respect the suit,” You smirked trying to get a rouse out of him, which you did especially when you stated, “While it’s on.”

Bucky grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you forward both your lips were smashed together and you groaned into the kiss. Bucky pulled apart from you and started to undress. You were hypnotised by the man’s body and you definitely spent a bit too long looking.

“See something you like or would you prefer I keep it in?” Bucky asked sensing you getting into your own head. “I can still remember those looks the other day at breakfast.”

“I see a lot of something I like” you replied before grabbing his face and kissing him. The kiss then became greedy, you couldn’t get enough of him. When you finally parted you tried to steady your breathing. Bucky’s eyes were now fully black. But you felt your face being turned and then Steve kissed you with just as much passion.

With Bucky’s hands on your hips and one of Steve’s hands on your jaw and one on your lower back your body felt on fire.

“Are you okay?” Steve asked looking at you.

“Yes very much so” you smiled.

“Good,” said Bucky “cause I want to see more of you” he pulled at your t-shirt. As you went to lift it over your head Steve grabbed it from your hands.

“Let me” he smiled looking at you for confirmation. You nodded. But as soon as your top came off your natural instinct was to cover up your body.

Bucky took your arms and slowly unwrapped them from around your body. “Huh huh doll,  no hiding from us”

When he managed to peel your arms from your body he kissed the back of both hands and looking you up and down all he stated was “perfection” Your cheeks went red and you lowered your head.

“Just one more thing baby girl, need to get rid of, is that okay?” Steve asked from behind you where he had shifted places and was straddling Bucky’s legs so his chest was right up against your back.

You panicked and thought to yourself they will see me and hate me. But your eyes landed on Bucky and you only say lust and longing.

Before you had a chance to change your mind,  a moment of courage had you nodding your head in agreement. Steve unclasped the back of your bra, his hands then coming to the straps he kissed your neck and slowly moved both straps down your arms. When your bra was disregarded Steve placed his hands on your hips. Looking at Bucky over your shoulder he asked " Well Buck how good does our girl look?”

And all Bucky could reply was “like a goddess,”

Steve’s arms roamed up your sides and came to the front where he cupped your breasts and started massaging them.

“Fuck Steve” Bucky groaned “Keep doing that I can feel her grind against me.” You became still,  embarrassed of your behavior until Steve started pulling at your nipple rolling it between his finger and thumb. He then latched on to your neck making you move again.

“Fuck” you and Bucky both groaning. Bucky grabbed your hips and moved you against his very hard member.

You moaned out loud,  feeling it against your core and feeling Steve’s hand and mouth on you. You were a complete mess and loved every minute.

As Steve was assaulting your top half and as you were grinding against Bucky,  you didn’t realise one of Bucky’s hands had left your hip and made its way to your front until you felt him rubbing you over your trousers. “Fuck " you groaned out leaning back into Steve’s chest.

“It’s okay baby we got you we are going to make you feel so good” Steve whispered.

“I feel good Steve, I really do” you moaned.

“This is nothing doll” Bucky increased his speed “We aren’t even close to making you feel good, but we do need to get these trousers off” and with that, you were flipped onto your back with two very large soldiers staring down at you. Fuck you could have came then just at the sight.

Steve tapped your hip indicating for you to lift them and when you did he took off your trousers and underwear. Now laying completely naked under the two men you began to feel self-conscious again.

“So why am I naked and you two get to be dressed?" you squeaked.

“Want to see us doll I thought you liked the suits?” Bucky asked smirking.

“I'm never living this down, ” you groaned smiling

“Well if you look this good in clothes of course I want to see how good you look in no clothes.” catching yourself by surprise at your courage.

Both men laughed and Steve looked at Bucky “You heard the lady.”

As they both stood from the bed and began to undress you couldn’t help but stare. These men had bodies of gods.

“Fuck me” you exclaimed seeing them in all other glory.

“Oh we plan to princess, " Bucky said leaning over you and kissing you hard. As you made out with Bucky you gasped as you felt lips on the inside of your thighs making their way towards your clit. When Steve’s mouth finally landed on you you bucked up and moaned loud “oh god”

“Steve making you feel good princess " Bucky asked

“Please " you moaned

“Please what doll what do you nee? " Bucky rubbed your cheek.

“Let me make you feel good James. Please. " You pleaded reaching for him.

Bucky straddled your chest and took his cock in his hand and started pumping it.

“You sure doll?” he questioned.

“Never been more sure James” you replied before opening your mouth.

Bucky growled out loud when you took him into your mouth. And when Steve sped up on your clit you moaned around Bucky causing him to thrust into you and moan out. " shit Y/N so fucking good.” Then Steve put his fingers inside you your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you screamed around Bucky.

“Fuck Steve keep doing that and I’m gonna cum down her throat” Bucky groaned.

But this only caused Steve to go faster with his tongue and his fingers,  causing you to go faster and deeper around Bucky’s dick. As your grabbed the back of Bucky’s thighs you pulled him deeper into your mouth causing him to hit the back of your throat. The faster Steve went the faster you went.

Bucky then called out grabbing the headboard and pounded into your throat until he came. You swallowed everything and as he pulled out you screamed out loud as you came around Steve’s mouth.

As you lay for a few minutes catching your breath you finally spoke up “You know James we both got to cum but poor Steve hasn't had the chance to.”

“You know doll your absolutely right” he agreed.

You sat up on your knees and placed a hand on Steve’s cheek bringing him close to you,  you kissed him.

“Steve how would you to come?” you whispered into his mouth.

“Huh?” he asked confused.

“How would you like me to make you come?” you asked again looking into his eyes. “do you want my mouth or do you want to come inside me?”

As soon as you said these words Steve pushed you back onto the bed

“I want to feel you Y/N” he breathed

He let out a gasp when you managed to maneuver him onto his back. As you straddled him you kissed his neck his jaw his ear, and while he squirmed beneath you, you took his cock into your hand and lined it up to enter you. When you sat down on him you both moaned in pleasure. His hands darting to you hips he started moving you.

“Fuck Steve, “ you groaned.

Then you felt lips on your neck “You’re not having this much fun without me “Bucky nipped at your ear.

You gasped when you felt the cold liquid hit your ass. “You think you can take us both doll,” asked.

“Please James I need you” you pleaded

“You have me Y/N” he promised slowly entering you making sure you were okay.

When both men were finally in you all stilled for a minute until you finally begged “God please,  please someone move. And with that, there was no stopping the two men from ripping the pleasure from your body.

When you heard Steve shout “I'm gonna cum” you heard Bucky behind you “Same” and their pace quickened causing one more orgasm to be pulled from you.

Bucky collapsed on top of you forcing you to collapse on top of  Steve.

“Guys can’t breathe“ Steve laughed.

Bucky slowly pulled out of you and helped you off Steve causing you to scrunch your face in discomfort.

“You okay?” Steve asked wrapping his body around you.

“I'm okay,  you?” you smile sleepily then tried to get up.

“Where you going?” Steve asked worryingly.

“just to the bathroom” You smiled and as you stumbled to the ensuite, Bucky came behind you and held you in his arms “Let me help you”

And he guided you to the bathroom closing the door when you entered.

When you had finished he helped you climb back into bed beside Steve and he then crawled in at the other side. As you shimmied up against Steve’s back you took Bucky’s arms and placed them around you. As you held on to both men tightly you fell asleep deeply for the first time feeling safe.

@kandis-mom @silverfire475 @fraidoftedark @rivthejellyfish

[lookismaddict]

KIN LIST?????????????????????????????????????

AHHHHHH SON!!! THANK YOU FOR THE ASK!! 😩❤️ I’LL GIVE YOU EVERY TYPE OF RAMEN DISH THAT YOU WANT. Also, KIN LIST??? MINE??? 😳

Hmmm… Well, I do have a few in mind, so here’s my Kin List:

Mary Kim: I resonate w/ her HEAVILY because her attitude, her behavior, and even the way she interacts with people (esp with Vin Jin) is literally me irl. If I’m close to ANYONE (guy/girl) irl, I’d usually be the type to tease a lot and be the “big sister” in the friend group who usually supports. And I’d be the type to throw hands if necessary, but would never initiate for no reason. Also, her FASION SENSE TOO??? I KIN. DEF KIN. Omg you guys have no idea how similar I dress like her sometimes. It’s insane. 😭

Zack Lee: I feel like his humor and mine, are similar. I just… have a feeing. Imagine, Zack reacting to a bunch of memes (probably dank, dark, and offensive memes) on his phone and he pulls out some Vine references out of nowhere. And I STG, our taste in music would be similar. Zack would definitely listen to rap music like Kanye, Travis Scott, Kid Cudi, Kendrick Lamar, etc. Even the way he dresses (usually in streetwear) is one of the clothing styles I mainly go with whenever I dress up to go outside.

Johan Seong: Typically, the way he dresses is my MAIN go-to. Mostly, BLACK CLOTHING. Like bro… Majority of my clothes consists of 95% black clothes and 5% any other color. I’m not kidding. Plus, I can imagine me and Johan just chilling and walking out in the street, and some old ladies would ask us if someone died because we’re both wearing black clothing, which is just… our usual outfit. 🧍🏽‍♀️ Also, the way he deals with people who piss him off or is annoyed by them like he doesn’t give a fuck, is such a big personality trait that I kin with. When he doesn’t like someone, then he’d REALLY show that he doesn’t like them. Same goes for me irl too. I like how he doesn’t fake his attitude towards people as well, and he’d come for them like no one’s going to stop him. I fuck with that. 🤝🏽🖤

Lua Im: Lua got a bit of fight in her too, but I like how she isn’t really the type of person to fight in the first place. Similar to Mary’s explanation, she wouldn’t resort to fighting unless she has a good reason to. I also like her personality, and how she involuntarily handles things funny and does some “dorky” things when stressed (because honestly, me too girl). I’d panic and I’d say or do the dumbest shit ever and I’d just embarrass myself even more to the point that I want to die. 💀 In addition to how I kin with Lua through her actions and personality, I really mess with her sense of fashion too. Yeah, I know she rocking the Stüssy top and that one simple style with the hoodie and the jacket over it, because I’d wear those irl. Not joking. She’d def vibe w/ streetwear too, as if she’s the female version of Zack Lee.

Vasco/Euntae Lee: Vasco’s cheerful goofiness from the older chapters is something that I can relate to. Especially when I’m out with friends, I usually act like a fool whenever I’m with them. And tbh, before I even started to simp for Gun, Vasco was my comfort character LMAO. Because he was such a cute Cinnamon Roll back then, and now? What happened…? 😭 I even see Vasco as the “fun older brother” too. Man, if he was my older brother, I’d def want to ask if I can hang out with the Burn Knuckles Crew until it’s time to go home because they’re all so fun and lively!!

Daniel Park: Even though Daniel is attractive (even in those recent chapters 👀) I view him to be the “brotherly type” who'd protect anyone. That’s the type of vibe I get from Daniel. (To be honest, between Daniel and Vasco, I think they'd be the best "big brothers" ever.) Or, just a male/guy best-friend who you can always depend on and talk to whenever you want to rant/vent about something. I kin with him because I always have the urge to help out people who are having a hard time, and I usually offer to listen to friends’ issues irl because I’m aware that we all need someone to talk. If no one’s there for them, then I don’t mind being someone’s shoulder to lean on. In addition to his kind-heartedness, I relate to Daniel because of the whole “bullying” thing. Back then when I was in elementary school, there was a girl that used to bully me by poking me, flicking me, etc. And she’d even turn people against me so I wouldn’t be able to hang out with certain people (but eventually I became friends with her and we settled our differences ig). I even asked her what was the reason why she bullied me back then and she said it was because of the way that I used to look and the clothes that I wore, which made me look “dorky”. 😀 Sooooo, that’s why I kin with Daniel strongly too LMFAAAOOOO 😌✨

[monaisme]

Sicktember: Day 22

#22- “You didn’t use my cup, did you?”

Tony turned the corner into the kitchen and stopped dead in his tracks. “Oh, no. Please tell me you didn’t...”

“Didn’t what?” Peter asked as he smacked his lips in refreshment and placed the cup back on the counter.

“Please, Peter. Tell me. You didn’t use my cup, did you?”

“Your cup?” Peter looked confused. “Pepper did her whole ‘you need to hydrate thing’ and sent me down to the kitchen? She said she’d leave a glass of juice on the counter for me and that I had to drink it or else she’d shut down my wi-fi.”

Hope welled up inside of Tony. Pepper was a stickler for not sharing, especially during cold and flu season. Maybe she’d taken care of it? Maybe the gods were smiling down on them? Maybe it would be okay and—”

“Oh! Peter! You beat me here!” Pepper smiled as she glided past them both and grabbed a clean glass from the dish rack by the sink. “Give me a second and I’ll pour you some juice.” She stepped over to the fridge and pulled it open. “Would you like apple or cranberry?”

Horrified by what lay before them, Tony dropped his face into his hands and groaned. “Oh, no.”

Peter had always been especially sensitive to Tony’s emotional swings and so his eyes widened in panic, “What did you do, Tony?” Peter paused and looked down at his hands, then cried out louder, “What did I do!?”

Pepper straightened at the upset, holding both juice options in hand. “Who did what? Did I miss something?”

Tony sighed loud, “Oh, you missed something, alright. Little Miss has just been put to bed after puking up her breakfast and all of the juice she’d been drinking out of that—” Tony pointed to the offending piece of glassware, “cup.”

Shoulders slumped, “And so you have determined my fate, then.” Peter declared resignedly. “I am going to die.”

“That’s it.” Pepper pointed at Peter accusingly, “You’ve been online for way too long. Hydrated or not, you’re done for the rest of the weekend, mister.”

He could see that she meant business. “But Pepper,” Peter whined. “These could actually be my last hours! You would deprive me of my last opportunity to be among my people?! My kin?!”

Pepper snort-laughed at his ridiculousness, “Oh, hush. You’re going to be fine. You, however,” she turned and pointed to her husband. “Please explain why there was what I am assuming Peter assumed to be a full glass of juice?” She turned to see Peter’s affirmative nod, “Okay then—a full glass of juice in the cup that you, Tony,” she turned back to him, “use almost exclusively, sitting there for anyone to grab when it had been used by a sick Morgan?”

Tony sat himself down at the counter, “First off, Mo had begged to use that glass, and you both know how she gets when she pulls the big’ ol brown eyes thing out at you...”

“True.” Pepper stated, as they both nodded in agreement.

“And she’d only just had me pour a second glass for her—”

Pepper cut him off with a glare.

“I know! It was too much juice! But the eyes, Pep! She used the eyes!”

Pepper huffed and narrowed her eyes in judgement. “Fine. Continue.”

“Um,” Tony gulped nervously, “Well, uh, I’d just poured the second glass when she announced that her tummy hurt, and then she got that look that she gets right before she, well...” Tony used his hands to pantomime the remainder of his retelling. “So, yeah... I got her to the bathroom in enough time to save us a mess, thank goodness, and I had hoped that with Peter holed up in his room all morning that maybe we could prevent this from spreading before sending him back to May tomorrow, but now...” Tony stopped talking as he contemplated for a moment then announced, “You know, Pep. As I think about it, I’m feeling like this is kind of your fault, if I’m being honest.”

Pepper crooked a brow, “Oh, really?”

Tony gulped loud, realizing he’d made a potentially fatal error. “I- I mean- what I meant to say was I am so sorry that I didn’t take care of the glass before leaving the kitchen. It was thoughtless. Can you please forgive me?”

Pepper glared and crossed her arms. “I’ll consider it. Now, we may as prepare for the inevitable. If its okay with you, Peter,” she turned her attention back to Peter, “I’ll give May a quick call. Maybe plan for a twenty-four hour quarantine and watch to see if you actually catch this?”

Tony snorted, “Knowing his luck...” he mumbled under his breath before remembering the kid’s spider-hearing. “I mean—!” Tony couldn’t backtrack now. It was too late.

Peter simply resigned himself to his fate,  then stared Tony dead in the eye. “We’re doomed.”

“Hey!” Pepper snapped her fingers, catching Peter’s attention, “No one is doomed!”

Peter sighed and nodded in agreement, “I know, Pepper. I’m just being silly,” he offered with soft smile as Pepper squeezed his shoulder in support then turned to put the juices back in the fridge.

Then Peter caught Tony’s eye. His demeanour darkened and the affirmative nod shifted to a slow headshake, ‘no.’  With a look of both terror and defeat in Peter’s eyes, he slowly mouthed the words he’d uttered again, “We’re doomed.”

/-/-/

“Good morning, Daddy!” Tony startled awake as Morgan pounced onto his chest, then rolled over to snuggle up beside him on his side of the bed. “I’m feeling waaaaay better this morning! Can I—”

Morgan’s request was cut off by the sound of Peter’s bedroom door slamming against the wall as it opened and him rushing down the hall.

“Shit.”

Pepper immediately reached over her husband to drag her over, then hugged Morgan close and looked to Tony, “Go!”

 Tony jumped out of the bed and followed the sound of the bathroom door slamming shut and Peter retching into the toilet. “Peter?” Tony knocked tentatively on the doorframe. “Are you okay?”

His question was answered with another heave.

“Okay, silly question.” Tony muttered to himself. “I’ll just hang out here, bud. You tell me when I can come in, alright?”

Peter didn’t answer, just finished up the job of relocating his insides to the outside of his body and prayed for death.

Tony listened closely, waiting before finally taking his cue from the silence and then the toilet flushing. “Pete, buddy? Can I come in now?”

Peter stayed quiet.

“Alright then, I’ll take that as a yes?” Tony opened the door slowly, making certain that Peter wasn’t so close to it that he’d get hit with it. “Hey, Pete.” He spoke softly to the boy crouched on the floor in front of the toilet, head resting on the seat. “How are you feeling?”

Peter lifted his head cautiously, then glared. “ungh.”

Tony’s knees cracked as he squatted beside him. “Okay then, not so great.”

Peter dropped his head back down. “Nope. Doomed.”

Tony rubbed his back. “Not doomed, buddy. I promise.”

“Just you wait...” Peter drew in a steadying breath. “It’s coming for you next...” His stomach gurgled. “Pestilence, thy name is—”

“Morgan!” Pepper called out to her daughter as she ran down the hall towards them. “Get back here!”

“But Mommy! I have to ask Daddy something!”

Tony tried to shield Peter as he looked back at her. “This isn’t a really good time, Mo. Petey’s sick.”

“Oh.” Morgan’s excitement mellowed. “Icky. That’s not fun... but Daddy, I wanted to ask...”

Oh no, Tony cringed. He was trying to be strong, but she wasMCdoing the eye thing!

“Can I please have some juice?”

[activate-shadow-of-the-window]

Late again! I swear I’ll catch back up. I’m far too deep into this to quit now.

A warning: some purposefully unsettling descriptions of sculk.

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Hermittober Day 17 (Late): Card

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Martyn was extremely nervous, to be completely honest.

Who wouldn’t be afraid of a strange facility in the middle of the mountains filled with the Plant that Eats Life, rogue bottles-o-enchanting, and the horrible result of those two things combined. The stuff of nightmares and terrifying bedtime stories, essentially.

Etho sauntered up to the mountainside happily, gazing about with his red eye for a moment before slapping a gloved hand on what seemed to be a patch of glowing lichen. A long series of whirs and clanks suddenly followed, but slowly, a great piston door opened in the side of the mountain. Snow fell from the rocky face and was swept aside by the movement of the door, revealing an unnaturally smooth hallway of brown bricks and polished stone leading into darkness.

The canid gestured at the opening. “Voila! The Lumbar Facility. Judging from how smoothly the door opened, they’ve been using it quite a bit. At least they’re keeping it clean.”

Etho happily began walking down the ominous hallway, his footsteps muffled by the cloth he’d wrapped around his paws. The rest followed more carefully, fanning out in a rough diamond shape around him with Impulse at the head and Grian at the back. Martyn took a position next to Tomo on the right, with Netty opposite him on the left with System.

Grian suddenly snickered under his breath, extremely obviously. “Empire, aye. Yes, everyone else has them. Sound off, folks!”

Martyn began a hushed version of the familiar chorus. “Property, aye!”

“Museum, aye!”

“Downtown, aye!”

“News, aye!”

Grian nodded towards Impulse. “Your turn, mate.”

“Uh, Impulse, aye.”

Etho took the hint. “Etho, aye.”

Cub, reasonably, didn’t join in. They were hovering above the ground next to Grian, his wings still in the air but his body floating nonetheless. The longest growths on him, almost hornlike in their length and placement at his temples, were leaning forward towards the darkness beyond the hallway. They eyes were fully clouded with sculk, nothing but teal iris and blinking white stars.

They reached out a clawed hand towards the interior. “There. Yes. Our kin. Our lost family. They are hungry. So hungry. So so so so so s̷̙͌õ̵̬ ̵̲͛ṡ̷͇ǒ̵̘ h̴̢̾ȗ̷̡ṉ̶̍g̴̞̏ȑ̶̩y̸̞̑. Birds. Cat. Canine. May I eat? Sorry. We lied. May we eat? May we eat of the vermin in the walls?”

Etho shrugged at Grian. “Why not? They’re just silverfish.”

“O-Okay. You all can eat.”

Wordlessly, Cub’s body opened their mouth in a hungry grin. “Thank you. We will help. Worry not. We are just hungry.”

They dove at the wall, wresting bricks and stone tiles from it and clawing at the rock beneath it. Liquid sculk ran from their fingers, weaving across the wall and floor and forming veins and arteries. They wormed their way into the rock, and extracted silverfish after silverfish, squishing those vermin and sucking them dry.

Etho winced at their actions. “Well. At least that’s not us.”

A tendril twitched at the wanderer’s comment. “Yes. You are too. Sour? Bitter? Lived-in. And strong. That is as close we can describe it. We like sweetness. We like weakness. Silverfish are both.”

It was Grian’s turn to shrug. “Let’s just keep on going. Cu— uh, they can catch up later.”

The raiders left the sculk-infested body of Cub behind, their tangled veins still crawling between the bricks as they ate. The hallway soon opened up to a series of open doors, each revealing a room full of equipment hastily shoved aside, the space they once occupied full of boxes and boxes. They were all sealed shut with hammered metal.

Tomo hesitantly approached one of the boxes and poked it with his feather-spear. “Hello? Anyone in here?”

A rasping echo of his voice responded. “In here.”

He cocked his head. “Do you have a name?”

“Have a name. Anyone have a name.”

“Yes, you have a name?”

“Yes, have a name.”

Tomo scrabbled backwards on the tiles and bricks. “Okay okay okay. There is something in there, that I suspect to be the Plant that Eats Life.”

A snicker came from the box, or some mockery of a snicker. “Yes. Have name. Plant that Eats Life.”

System groaned. “Great. You woke it up, News!”

“Get off my back, Downtown! We need an ace up the sleeve if those fugitives come back, and if these sculk boxes are willing, they can be that card!”

The mimicking voice came out again. “Willing. Willing be that card. Sculk willing be that card. Fugitives. Fugitives.”

The last two words were hissed with something like vitriol if a plant was the one talking. The box also shook slightly.

Netty eyed the thing nervously. “Um. Are we sure that they will help us?”

“Help they. Us help they. Sure. Us help they.”

Martyn took a deep breath. “Plant that Eats Life. Will you, the plant, help us, the team, take down the ones who trapped you here, the fugitives? Yes or no?”

The voice mimic-laughed again, and spoke in a hybrid of the people it had heard, seemingly including the fugitives’ deep bass and light tenor. “Yes, yes, yes! Plant will help the team take down the ones who trapped us here! Yes! Yes!”

Grian smiled. “Very well then! Plant, would you like us to break you out of there? Yes or no?”

“Yes! Yes! Break us out!”

Grian, still smiling, unsheathed his cutlass and hacked the wooden box right out of its metal seals. Sculk immediately spilled out, flopping like wilted, old mushrooms over to Grian and hugging him. He reeled back, laughing and playfully batting at the stuff with his feet.

“Help! Help you! Help! Plant help!”

The growths detached themselves from Grian, haphazardly climbing over each other to form a roughly humanoid thing. It had a tail like Impulse, ears like Etho, clawed feet like Grian, and a pair of tendrils like the tied ends of Martyn’s headband. They waved with a four-fingered hand, haphazard growths forming in the general shape of a sleeve around it.

“Hello! Plant help! Plant will help! Plant…”

As they trailed off, the being pointed a limb down the hallway. “Plant! Plant! Not plant, plant!”

Impulse flicked his tail a few times. “Oh! Are you talking about Cub? Cub has plants, and his plants want to help their kin. Are you their kin?”

Plant nodded. “Yes! Their kin! Plant is their kin! Cub is plant kin! Cub help?”

“Yes, Cub and the other plants will help. They’re just… uh, eating.”

“Plant eating? Plant eat. Plant like to eat!”

Etho scratched an ear. “Uh, well, could you wait to eat later?”

They nodded vigorously, and flashed a mouth into existence to smile. “Plant could wait to eat later. Plant will help take down the fugitives. Plant will eat fugitives. Later.”

They sat down, and became completely still. Everyone else followed their example, even Cub, who returned much happier and slightly more coherent a few minutes later.

[arcanaaa]

PLOT WISHLIST FOR: Natsu Dragneel

THIS IS WHERE I GET EMOTIONAL because the one thing cana wished she could have had with her father was to be treated like she was his daughter and instead he spends that affection on natsu who isn’t even his biological child yet he treated him as if he was his son and that built so much resentment that honestly festered within cana for so long.

I’ll be honest: it took Cana a long time for her to move past those bitter feelings but as a child she felt so alone: here she was, orphaned at a young age and she’s sent to live at the guild where her father resided at and she held the hope that he knew about her and he would provide her with a safe and loving home and environment where she could grow up normally and happily and instead, she is left feeling unwanted and abandoned.

Which is not to say Natsu doesn’t feel the same! He was found by Makarov and basically adopted into the guild, just like Cana, but he knew that Igneel was somewhere out there and he was determined to find him even if no one believed dragons existed. Natsu being the odd child was nothing new to anyone in Fairy Tail because there was Gray, Erza and eventually Mira, Lisanna, Elfman- but Cana was the first to join Fairy Tail (aside from Laxus of course), and so that means she grew up closely alongside Cana, as well as the rest of the younger guildmates.

We all know Cana struggled with her feelings over Gildarts being her father, and we see that she held him on a pedestal, as being someone that was unworthy of being in his presence let alone being related to him. But here comes Natsu easily talking and laughing with him like he isn’t one of the most powerful mages in Fairy Tail! The audacity!

And what pains me more is that Cana only understands when she’s older that her resentment towards natsu stems from how she idolized her father as this being that was untouchable, this unattainable figure that she couldn’t be worthy of telling that she was his kin. She realizes too late that she could have had a better relationship with natsu and by extension Gildarts if she 1) had simply told him she was his daughter from the start and 2) got to know natsu better and became friends easier and bonded over the fact that they were both abandoned and left alone at such a young age.

But that’s after Cana becomes an adult and is able to put her life in perspective lol.

Cana’s relationship growing up would be really distant compared to the rest of the children in FT and that is only because of how close Natsu is with Gildarts. Where it not for that factor and the jealousy she feels, Cana and Natsu i think would have been close friends.

Give me Cana being such a shit to Natsu as a child and Natsu and Cana disliking each other as the years go on.

Natsu not understanding why Cana acts this way but fuck all for asking her about it, why should he when he did nothing wrong? And forget them actually talking about it until they’re older when they’re dislike is practically engrained- at least for Cana.

Years of Gildarts being gone puts Cana and Natsu’s relationship in a tense fashion, but him chasing rumors about Igneel helps Cana sort out her feelings and eventually she grows cordeal towards Natsu- which is a shock for him, but he doesn’t comment on it.

NATSU FINDING OUT cana can tell the future and him constantly pestering her about if he’ll find igneel if he’ll get to see his dad again and just mmmmmmmmmmmm boy cana trying really hard not to look too deep at his future because something tells her she’s not gonna like what she finds and she knows her instincts are always on point when its some serious shit so cana makes excuses or distracts him towards something else because she doesn’t wanna lie to him but she can’t tell him anything she can’t tell him that he will meet igneel but it won’t be happy, it won’t be how he expects it or how he wants it to be and no i can’t tell him i can’t risk changing what is already set in stone or else something worse might happen

but natsu is natsu and he is stubborn and he finally manages to get her and have him tell her why won’t you tell my future and cana just being like I can’t and no further explanation given and he thinks she’s being mean and stubborn and he goes and leaves to find igneel again and she’s just breaks and feels guilty because she knows how important igneel is to him and she hates that she can’t help him but if she did then it would change everything, even if she feels resentment and jealousy towards natsu she knows how he feels about wanting to see your parent again- she understands that better than anyone.

and then when Natsu finally does see Igneel again and the meeting is bittersweet and the battle is won, I can see Cana apologizing to him, because she knew

She knew he would meet igneel and she knew it wouldn’t be how he would imagine and she can only apologize and natsu just

I can see him being so numb because on the one hand he should be angry at her because she knew she could have told him

but on the other hand it wouldn’t have changed anything, as much as he would have wished for it otherwise, cana was only trying to prevent natsu from getting hurt emotionally and god

god that kills me

[virq-qgo]

Listen before I go// Simon (Ghost) Riley

Reader kinda sounds like a wattpad (y/n)- listen I tried to make the reader not sound so stupid but- y’all I’m flabbergasted from how wattpadish this sounds 😭

Pt.2

Warnings: ooc ghost, reader kins (y/n) wattpad. Reader is referred as “you” but use’s she/her pronouns, angst, my writing, character death? Violence, love confessions? Oh, and no editing :))) 🫶❤️

Angst below the cut

“I’m in love with you.” Who knew those five words could’ve brought you so much pain. You were so sure that Simon had returned those same exact feelings. Or why else would he be so kind and heartwarming to you yet stone cold to anyone else.

A trickle of blood escapes your lip as you chuckle. God you hated yourself for confessing to him, otherwise he would’ve still been here and would’ve helped this hidden ambush. But he wasn’t, and you couldn’t take out an army of men all by yourself. But you’ve managed to escape, with a few bullet wounds to say to the least.

And now you were here, sitting against a gratified broke wall bleeding to death. Remembering that you had previously turned off your intercom, you turn it back on. You hear your name being called countless of times, asking for your whereabouts or your status. But with your head being so fuzzy, you don’t know if you talk even if you tried.

“She’s fine guys, I was with her last.” You hear ghosts voice through the little radio. Both of your definitions of fine were different, his was if you got shot you’ll be fine, just a little wound. But yours, well you weren’t really sure. It was more than a gunshot wound, that was for sure.

“What is your status? We’re going to be heading back on the plane shortly.” Prices asks, you can tell he was getting a little impatient.

You cough, more blood running down your dry lips. “Don’t think I’ll make it this flight. Can I catch it later?”

“What are you talking about?” It was now soap talking. “Where are you? We’ll come to find you.”

The line goes silent before you hears ghosts voice once more, this time in more of a panic.

“There’s blood everywhere. Hopefully it’s from these men you’ve slaughter (name).”

“Yeah, you could say that. Say, Simon you wanna make me a promise?”

“A promise?” He seems confused, you noted.

“Don’t blame yourself okay?”

He stays silent, almost hesitant for his next choice of words. It was almost as if he didn’t believe you. “What’s your surroundings?”

“You’re not going to make it in time Simon. It’ll be too late by then.”

“What is she talking about Ghost?” Price asks. To be honest, you totally forgot all about the other four.

But Simon doesn’t respond. His hearts racing, there was too much blood, too many footsteps to even count. And your empty gun.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Ghost hisses, “I’ve could’ve help you!”

You flinch at how loud he was. Who knew that a little radio could pick up the sound of anger in a persons voice. “Could you not bitch at me, I don’t need it right now.”

“When I find you it’s going to be more than being bitched at, (code name).”

Ouch, he must be pissed off if he was bringing out your code name. A sigh leaves your lips as you bring you hand to your face, wiping off the blood the kept dripping from your lip. He wasn’t going to find you in time, it wasn’t like you cared. It was going to save you from the future embarrassment of him seeing you in such a weak state and right after you confessed to him.

“Again, that is if you make it in time.”

Simon growls, “can you stop fucking saying that like you’re going to die?”

“You never know, I’ve been out here for awhile now. Never know if some animal is going to eat me for dinner.”

“Well aren’t you in luck, don’t think you’d be a subtle appetite to them.”

“Fucking hell,” you mumble. Your eyes were drooping from all of the blood that you loss. You were dying and you could really feel it now. “I’m by an old building. Not far from where you’re at, just keep going straight until you find a broken down wall with graffiti covering it.”

Simons end of the line was silent, but you assumed so. He was going to try to search for you all by himself because that’s what he does. If it didn’t hurt to chuckle, you would have. Cause it certainly didn’t take him too long to find you. You see the all to well know mask running towards you.

“Hey Simon,” you barely speak into the speaker, “I meant every word I’ve said.” Your hand falls to your side and your eyes roll back. You’ve done your best trying to keep your body going, but every has their weaknesses. Just as your eyes droop shut, Simon screams out your name.

There weren’t any moments where Simon feared life anymore. He lived through all terrifying moments of his life but nothing compared seeing your weak unconscious body. Simon could only run faster, hoping that he could beat death itself.

The man couldn’t afford to loose you, especially when he has something to confess too. God, his self hatred only grew when he turned you down harshly. Truth was, he was just scared. Scared that this was all of some sick joke one of the boys dared you to do. Scared that if he confessed right back, you’d laugh straight in his face and tell him you’d never feel the same way. But now that it hits him, you would never do that. You were too kind, and would never hurt him even if that meant hurting yourself.

“C’mon.” He whispers, his hands are on your shoulders. But when Simon pulls back to examine your body he wanted to puke. There was so much blood, he wondered how you could’ve even possibly walked a far or a distance and stayed on the line while waiting for him.

“Get the plane here now!” Simon yells into the radio, “I found (code name) but she’s unconscious!”

“Rodger that.” A voice responds, Simon doesn’t know who’s it is was but he frankly doesn’t care. He wanted you to wake up so he can tell you that he loves you. So he could tell you that he didn’t hate you, he was just lying.

After what felt like hours of requesting for the plane it finally came. Simon carefully lifted you up into his arms and boarded the plane. He ignored the worried looks of his teammates and gently laid you down on the cot so the medic’s could immediately get to work. Soap placed a hand on the man's shoulder and attempted to pull him away from the scene. 

 

“Ghost,” Soap called out, his grip was getting a little tighter. “Come on, let them have their space.”

 

But Simon didn’t respond, he was stiffer than a board. He feared that if he were to leave you behind once again, you wouldn’t make it. 

 

“You’ll get to see her once they save her, okay?”

 

“What if they don’t?” 

 

Soap stays silent, watching over the girl too. His hand still on Simon’s shoulder. “Give her hope, it takes more than a few gunshot wounds to take her down. Just give’er a few days and she’ll be back up and bouncing.” 

 

“I hope you’re right.”

[shushiyuii]

Subject T0M au

This is an Au I’ve had stockpiled for a while wkakdnknak. It’s going to multiple parts too, once I get to working on those. If you have any questions you’re welcome to ask!

I hope you guys enjoy it (Also gimme your fucking requests UwU /lh)

Warnings: Experimentation, injury? And Horror elements (It’s mainly fluff i promise :3)

Words: 3K

Document – T0MMY1NN1T

Assigned to: Doctor Wilbur Soot Watson

Description: Subject T0M was once a [REDACTED] by the name of [REDACTED] [REDACTED]. His age is of kin to an elder teen, probably around the age of [REDACTED] to [REDACTED].

The appearance of Subject T0M is like a human, they have blonde hair and pale skin. Their most common height is 6’3 on average but can change depending on the form. Their face, arms and legs are covered in a black substance of unknown origin, it mainly takes on half of their body and appears to be almost liquid.

Their face is completely black, the only thing apparent is their fangs like a wolf when they open their mouth to feed, multiple fangs, the only other feature on Subject T0M’s face is their light blue eyes that glow in the dark.

Subject T0M isn’t very intelligent, they have some semblance of human intelligence, understanding simple language and commands.

They’re quite approachable as well but Subject T0M is to be approached with caution, as they could be quite dangerous. If angered there’s no knowing what Subject T0M is capable of.

Their abilities consist of being able to manipulate the material of their body, being able to change shape and size, their favourite is to mimic those around them. It is not an exact copy; it is apparent that Subject T0M is themselves because the material of their body will still be there even if they changed forms.

They can also create weaponry and different things from their material but again not exact copies, they’re quite harmless usually.

Subject T0M is to be assigned to Rookie Doctor Wilbur Soot. Under the watch of Philza Watson.

 Entry 01 – 02/09/20—

So today was my first-day researching Subject T0M, from what I can say so far is that they’re quite interesting but so far besides the examinations, they haven’t shown much behaviour. Only staring at me from a distance.

Also, I’m not used to this sort of thing like writing documents and reports, not my favourite thing in the world but it’s not the worst thing either. So, Subject T0M already has a lot of his abilities recorded, I’m just here to see if he develops any noteworthy changes and watch over the guy.

Currently, there is no change in behaviour, he just stares down at me at a distance, like I’m the most interesting thing he’s ever seen, perhaps that’s the case?

He seems so lonely in that containment cell, it’s just an empty white box surrounded by glass, perhaps at some point I could request an upgrade to higher-ups for the lil’ fella? That way he can have a more comfortable place. Rather than a highly lit, bland, cold box.

 Entry 02 – 05/09/20—

So Today, Subject T0M did something quite interesting, it’s a drastic difference from the last few days by just staring at me through the windows of the cells.

You see, instead of just watching me from the other side of the office, as usual, it can get quite boring in the office once you finish the days' assignments of reports, schedules, contracts and more and having to watch this guy and do the usual routine gets quite boring so I decided to work on some personal things and bring my guitar, so I could work on my songs, practising the guitar and stuff.

So, I played some things, the next thing I know is that one moment I’m singing, the next in shock as I look over in disbelief. Subject T0M had moved over towards the window, his hands and face on the glass, dead staring me in my eyes, they were filled with curiosity and interest like an infant listening to music for the first time.

A way to describe it would be that Subject T0M seemed so much happier, but when I stopped, he looked almost disappointed, I stared at him in amazement for a moment and I started to play again, and his expression went back to being amazed.

My music seems to interest Subject T0M so perhaps I should do more research and experiments with different kinds of music to see which they prefer?

Not only that but it’s nice to have someone rather than my dad that enjoys my music. They’re almost my second biggest fan. I’m looking forward to seeing more of this kid.

Entry 03 – 06/09/20—

As of now, I have started the experimentation of music with Subject T0M, he seems to prefer rather upbeat, pop music and general music.

I also played him some songs from popular games, one of them being The Able Sister’s from Animal Crossing, he really seemed to enjoy that one.

Besides the experiments, I’ve started to talk to Subject T0M as it does get lonely here, plus he’s the only other guy here in the department. Although he doesn’t talk, he’s a great listener, nodding whenever I state my opinion and even trying to communicate verbally from time to time, even though he doesn’t seem to have the ability to speak.

And I’ve also seemed to have started a habit of calling Tom or Tommy, it suits him! He’s also been showing more personality, he seems more aggressive like a gremlin but not in a bad way, he’s just displaying more emotion it seems.

Entry 04 – 09/09/20—

So, the experiments and communication of Tommy have made significant progress. He’s become feistier and more vocal, he’s not aggressive in a physical sense, just annoyingly loud. He’s like a fucking child.

And today was another experiment with Tom, with the test subject being myself since it seems safe enough, so need to gather others or security over it.

I entered his containment cell, and the moment I did, Tommy showed no difference in behaviour, to begin with, just a somewhat surprised expression on his face. Probably because this was the first time, he had seen me so close.

I carefully approached at first but then a thought came to me. So far I’ve been treating him like a human so maybe treating him the same way now would have the same effects?

I sat down next to him and started talking to him as usual, and he slowly started to move closer to me, cautiously. He seemed almost nervous, but his focus was on me, rather than himself. I found it rather odd, maybe something is wrong?

Again, he tried talking back but of course, it sounded like a fucking crack pipe, so it didn’t quite work. But he was talking and for some reason, it just brought a smile to my face.

I felt like an older brother would be a way to describe it, I made a promise in my head to protect him. We even tried singing together, it was a lot of fun, I look forward to spending more time with him.

Entry 05 – 12/09/20—

The past couple of days have been a lot of fun with Tommy like I’ve gained a friend. You see, growing up I was always a bit lonely, I was social, but I never found myself clicking with anyone because nobody had the same interests as me, so I turned to focus more on my studies, science in fact like my father told me too. And look at me now!

I’m a training researcher in the same facility as my dad, as this place is one of a kind opportunity, so I guess I got pretty lucky. And it seems Tommy agrees maybe, he reminds me of well me, I don’t want him to be lonely like I was, maybe I could arrange a meeting between other monsters?

Entry 06 – 14/09/20—

Tommy and I have been bonding a lot more lately and I’ve also improved a lot myself with finishing work sooner and taking up more assignments.

Speaking of which my father said if I keep this up, I may get more recognition in the facility, maybe even a promotion which I’m happy about. I’ve sent in a request to the higher-ups to allow Tommy communication of other monsters to which I hope they approve.

Besides that, I was talking to Tommy as per usual and he displayed a different emotion, excitement. He seemed eager to show me something and when I asked, “What is it?”. His form changed to be slightly taller and more of his black substance covered his body but after a while, his form changed to be similar to my own, he tried copying me.

Like physically. It was quite surprising if I’m honest, my shocked expression to Tommy made him realise the situation and immediately changed back and tried to reassure me, I felt bad and tried to reassure him it was okay. It’s funny to look back on.

Entry 07 – 15/09/20—

I got approval from the higher-ups, probably getting special treatment since my dad is one of the higher-ups, others aren’t normally so lucky. Dad, or should I say Doctor Philza? He said we could have a meeting between Tommy and his subject, R4NB00 or as he says Ranboo.

 Dad said that his subject Ranboo does need to socialise more since he appears to have symptoms of social anxiety so maybe this will do them both some good since they both seem to be around the same age. Like Tommy, Ranboo only socialises with him and another subject T3chn0, or the blade, blood god. He’s got quite a reputation around here.

Anyways, I’ll say what I know about Subject R4NB00 as of his report, so I know to look over it in case of emergency.

R4NB00 is a tall humanoid standing above 8 ft tall. They have a black and white fur coat, a thin fur coat to be described as silky. Their coat is black on one side and white on the other, their hair is the same but in the opposite way to his fur.

They have heterochromia in their eyes, one being green and the other a bright red. They also have horns of small height; they aren’t sharp and rather small so they wouldn’t hurt anybody with them. They also have a thin tail, with it being fluffy at the end.

Subject R4NB00 isn’t the biggest fan of the regular attire assigned to all subjects, they rather wear a tuxedo embedded with the facility’s logos. They are also timid, avoiding conflict whenever possible. They also can speak but prefer not to due to being shy, they will only communicate with a select few.

Their abilities consist of having the ability to teleport at will and communicate in an unknown language. They also have weaknesses being unable to touch the water and having a state of mind of when they aren’t in control of themselves, they talk in their unknown language in this state and teleport randomly, they are to be awoken as soon as possible unless they are in this state for a test.

Report 16/09/20-- - Meeting of Subject T0M and Subject R4NB00

Today was the meeting of Subject T0M and R4NB00. Both were properly secured successfully and safely in transportation cells with the required security of 5 guards each in each truck and successfully transported to the meeting facility without stress or failure.

Both researchers were safely secured behind the required monitoring window.

The meeting was rather successful between the two creatures. To begin with, when the two saw each other they both maintained distance, for Subject R4NB00 it was because they were anxious about meeting another creature and for Subject T0M, meeting somebody else rather than their researcher.

Subject T0M was the first to contact Subject R4NB00 by trying to communicate verbally with them, it was unsuccessful and resulted in Subject R4NB00 being confused. The two sat in silence for a moment longer until Subject T0M attempted another move of contact by cautiously approaching Subject R4NB00, which resulted in them backing up into a nearby wall and trying to get away from Subject T0M.

Subject T0M then backed off and changed their form to mimic R4NB00, this is theorised to be Subject T0M trying to either comfort or entertain Subject R4NB00, they then changed back into their regular form.

Despite being confused, Subject R4NB00 seemed to notice that Subject T0M meant no harm and then tried to approach subject T0M. Subject T0M did not move.

When Subject R4NB00 approached, there was approximately 1 meter between the two, Subject R4NB00 looked at the two researchers to look for approval to which he got from Doctor Philza via a thumbs up.

Subject T0M curious looked to where R4NB00 was looking and noticed the two researchers and made a noise of happiness towards his researcher, to which Doctor Soot responded with a smile and a thumbs up.

Both Subjects looked back at each other and sat down beside each other. Subject R4NB00 began to communicate with Subject T0M, Subject R4NB00 introduced themselves and made small communication, to which Subject T0M responded positively too, as they couldn’t communicate back. After that, the meeting was concluded.

After their meeting, when asked about the meeting by their researchers. Subject R4NB00 responded positively to seeing Subject T0M again and talked positively about them despite not being able to communicate.

Subject T0M appeared upset a few moments after the meeting, scratching at the windows of his cell, whining. When asked if he wished to see Subject R4NB00 again, he responded positively. Another meeting between the two has been arranged.

Entry 08 – 17/09/20—

Tommy seems to miss his new friend quite a bit but it’ll be a while before the next meeting between them as it has to be approved again and it’ll be a while.

Doing our normal routine keeps him happy for a while but if I leave him for more than 15 minutes he begins to whine again. I wasn’t quite sure what to do as I couldn’t keep him company all day.

On my lunch break I talked to my co-worker Doctor Puffy about the matter, she’s a smart gal and rather motherly, she reminds me of my mom at times. She suggested that I give Tommy a gift, like a plush bear to befriend so he wouldn’t feel so lonely while I was gone.

So, I quickly made my way to a store, it was rather odd to see myself, an adult in a toy aisle but I found a decent plush. It’s a Minecraft spider plushie. I gave Tommy the plushie and introduced him to the plush, when I asked him what he wanted to name the plush he responded with a sound, it honestly sounded like he said shroud, so I suggested it. He responded happily so I guess we now have Shroud the spider.

Now I’ve got the peril of getting medication for my father as he’s somehow gotten sick.

Incident Report  #19283 – 18/09/20-- -

No staff or other creatures were harmed during the containment breach, minor damages to the building, broken walls and broken windows within the cell. All to be fixed within a minimum of 3 hours. Subject T3CHN0 was successfully contained in a holding cell as we interviewed him as to why he breached containment, to which he responded that “Nobody told me where Phil was.”.

Doctor Philza was then contacted to talk to Subject T3CHN0 to explain his current predicament of being sick, to which Subject T3CHN0 huffed in response and refused to cooperate with us further.

Subject T3CHN0 escaped containment in a rampage, the reasoning being as he was not informed of his researchers’ location, as Doctor Philza was sick for the past two days before the incident. Both researcher and creature are rather close with each other, as to why the Subject was upset.

Prior to the incident (recorded by security cameras), Both Subjects of Doctor Philza were speaking to each other about the current location of their researcher, both concluded that neither of them had any idea of where the Doctor was, both subjects ask their temporary carer as to where their researchers’ location was, to which the carer wouldn’t respond so Subject T3CHN0 decided to find his answers.

Subject T3CHN0 broke through his containment cell’s window and then proceeded to break through multiple walls trying to find his researcher.

(The document then goes into detail about what T3CHN0 did during his rampage before he was contained)

During the rampage, Subject T3CHN0 broke through the walls of Doctor Soot’s office and his creature, Subject T0M. As Subject T3CHN0 entered the office, Doctor Soot was frightened at the unexpected visitor as tried to get away from the approaching Subject T3CHN0, Doctor Soot demanded that he get away, to which T3CHN0 huffed in response.

Subject T0M took some time to register that his researcher was in danger, but when he heard he did, he sprang into the action of defending his researcher.

His form changed into one of being described as fearsome, they changed heights to one over 15 ft tall, his hands turned into claws, long sharp fangs became visible, a sharp tail and pair of horns after appeared with this form. (Doctor Soot has been requested to do further research into this form)

Subject T0M roared in warning towards the other, then proceeded to pounce through their containment cells window, shards of glass scattered throughout the room.

They then ran towards their researcher and in a crouched position, picked up his fallen researcher and held him close to his chest, growling furiously at T3CHN0.

The two Subjects stared at each other for a moment until T3CHN0 began to communicate verbally by asking where his researcher was, Doctor Soot was too much in a state of shock to respond.

Subject T0M held his researcher closer and tried to comfort him in a way of purring, even nuzzling his researcher for a response, to which Subject T3CHN0 left due to being impatient.

Subject T0M continued to hold onto his researcher and eventually Doctor Soot snapped out of his state to stare in awe of Subject T0M, When Subject T0M saw their researcher responding he made worried sounds to them, to which Doctor Soot responded with a laugh and said: “I’m fine buddy”.

Subject T3CHN0 was then contained shortly afterwards.

[archived-kin]

words upon the wind

note from kin: i don’t really know how to feel about this one, to be honest - it feels kind of half-baked and messy, but oh well, what can you do?

the basic premise is that, instead of dvalin, it’s you, a dear companion from long ago, that venti finds rampaging through mondstadt after waking up from a long, long sleep

i’m pretty sure adepti are exclusive to liyue, so i guess reader is just the mondstadt equivalent? basically you’re in that grey area between vision-holder and archon - you’re not powerful enough to have received a gnosis and ascend into godhood, but you’re powerful enough to have attained a level of immortality and be able to control the wind to a certain extent!

enjoy!! (or don’t enjoy, it is meant to be angst after all)

fandom: genshin impact

character(s): gn!reader, venti

pairing(s): venti/reader

warning(s): memory loss, general manipulation of one’s actions, brief mention of death, sad venti

genre: oh it is angst time baby (i think so anyway, please let me know if this managed to get you In Your Feels or not)

Where am I?

Your eyes burn, the air whipping around you in harsh gales that tear at your clothes and dig into your skin like blades. Your hands move of their own accord in a pattern that you don’t recognise, and the wind seems to move with them, swirling around you in a vortex that obscures the world from view, until all you can see are blurred lights, blurred lines, blurred green.

Green. There is a boy dressed in green, far below, arms braced above his head, staring at you. His mouth opens and shuts, but you cannot hear anything - only the whistle of the wind.

Who is he? Who are you? Why does the air bend to your will? What is this strange land below you, spreading out in grassy fields to the south and a bustling city to the west?

The boy is shouting now, straining so hard that the force of his own yells almost knocks him over. Something lies abandoned in the grass by his feet - a lyre with broken strings. There is something familiar about the sight, something familiar about him - something that you can’t quite place. His face is twisted, as if in pain. Are you hurting him? You don’t want to hurt him.

“I’ll be back before you know it. Wait for me, promise?”

You don’t know this feeling - you don’t know this anger, this sorrow, this anguish that digs its claws deep into you and threatens to rip you apart. Tears sting at your eyes, but why? For who do you so desperately want to cry for?

The boy stands his ground, even as the wind around you swells in rippling masses and threatens to crush him under its sheer power. You want to shout, to scream, to tell him to run, run far away so that I can’t hurt you, but the only thing that comes out of your mouth is a guttural, inhuman howl of anger as the storm around you swells.

He fumbles with something on his back - a bow, a bow that trembles in his hands as he raises it and prepares to aim. How can he expect to fight the power of a thousand winds with an arrow? He’ll be killed before his arrow reaches its target, thrown back and forth by the very air around him until his limbs grow limp and his eyes lose their light. He knows this, he must know this - so why does he continue to refuse to relent?

He pulls back the string. You look back, expecting to be staring down the shaft of an arrow, but he isn’t aiming at your head. His face is scrunched in concentration, feet firmly anchored to the ground - and he is deliberately and determinedly pointing his arrow down at your hip. You don’t understand y our wind can easily snap any arrow of his in half, so why waste them on trying to slow you down? Why not go straight for the kill?

You don’t know why, but something tells you that he doesn’t want to kill you. He isn’t aiming an arrow in hopes of eradicating a target. You don’t how you know this, but somehow, against all odds, you’re willing to believe that this boy you do not know would never seek to harm you.

Perhaps that is why you do not intervene when he looses his arrow. Perhaps that is why you do not interrupt its path even as it sails forward, sharp and true. Perhaps that is why, even as the arrow strikes its target and the sound of something shattering rings in your ears, you do not lift even a finger to fight back.

You look down. Something purple and alien is crumbling from your hip, dissolving in the wind as it falls away. Quite suddenly, the wind calms, and you drop to the ground.

The boy stands in shocked silence for a moment, as if he can’t quite believe that his plan actually worked. Then he moves again, running to you, leaving both his bow and the broken lyre behind.

“Stay right there!” You warn as he reaches out a hand, jumping back into a defensive stance. “Don’t touch me!”

He pulls back, and an strange expression of hurt flashes briefly across his face. “But... it’s me. Surely I haven’t slept so long that you’ve forgotten me?”

You ignore the sharp tug in your chest at the sound of his voice, instead narrowing your eyes and glaring at him. The wind continues to swirl around the two of you, tossing the ends of his braided hair about in an almost playful way.

“I don’t know who you are or what you’re talking about,” You growl in reply. “What are you doing here?”

He’s silent for a long while before he replies. “I’m here... to free you.”

“Free me?” You scoff. “What on earth would you be freeing me from? I control the very wind! How much freer can I be?”

His eyes are sad - so sad that you can barely stand to look at them. “You haven’t been free in a long time, [Name]. Please… all I want is to help you.”

The silence would be suffocating if not for the breeze rustling the leaves of the nearby trees. You refuse to meet the boy’s gaze. You speak again, but your voice is softer… weaker. “What is there to help?”

Against all best decisions, he chooses to move closer, reaching forward and grasping your right hand. For some reason that you can’t quite fathom, you let him.

“This destruction, this rage… none of this is you. You’re no Stormterror, you never have been. You... you were always just my Starseeker.”

“Who are you to tell me who I am?” You shoot back in reply. You want to pull your hand from his, to push him away and scorn him, but somehow you can’t quite bring yourself to. “I don’t know who this Starseeker you speak of is, but they aren’t me, and I most certainly am not yours.”

“Then who are you?” He asks, and you find yourself at a loss for an answer. “Who are you, if not Starseeker? Why are you attacking this land, if not because of the Abyss Order’s control?”

“I am controlled by no one,” You snap, but there is no real bite in your tone. You raise a hand to your temple, gritting your teeth.

“How many gaps are there in your memory?” He presses further, his voice increasing in intensity and desperation with every word. His grip around your hand is so tight that it almost bursts. “Do you remember how you got here? Do you remember why you’re doing this? Do you remember how your abilities came to be, how you were even created?”

“I…” You pull back, and he releases your hand, gazing at you imploringly as you turn away. “I don’t…”

“They must have manipulated your memories, stolen them even,” His voice breaks slightly, and he rubs furiously at his eyes with one sleeve as he continues, “Anything to keep you under their control, to rip away the person that you were to leave only a weapon for them to use… but please… you have to try to remember!”

“What is there to remember?!” You finally turn to look at him, and your eyes blaze so brightly that he freezes in place. “This is all I’ve known, and as far as I’m concerned, it is all that I want to know. I will let you live, but I don’t want to see your face again.”

“No—!” He reaches for your hand again, but you push him away with ease, and he lands roughly in the grass. “Please, wait!”

You only shake your head in response and turn to leave, the air around you beginning to stir in preparation to lift you. But then the boy cries out once more, and you pause for just long enough for him to leap to his feet and throw himself at you once more - and in one final, reckless movement, he rips the flower from his hat and presses it into your hands.

“The Cecilias, [Name],” he says desperately, closing your fingers around the flower’s delicate petals. “Don’t you remember the Cecilias?”

“The… Cecilias…” You stare at the innocent flower sitting in your palm for a long moment. Something suddenly tugs hard at your chest, and you inhale sharply, almost crushing the flower in your fist. The boy catches you as you stumble forward, and two of you sink to the ground in tandem.

“I brought you to Starsnatch Cliff,” He begins to speak so quickly that the words seem to blur together. It feels as if he wants to say so much more than what he can. “We went to Starsnatch Cliff together, and we sat and watched the sunset, and we talked all night, until the sun came up again. You remember the stars, don’t you?”

“Stars...?” You repeat. The boy gazes at you hopefully, nodding, and, before you realise it, you’re lifting a hand to cup his cheek.

He reaches up and softly places his own hand over yours. He’s trembling, but he smiles nevertheless - he smiles for you, even though you don’t know him, can’t know him. How many memories have you lost? And what is his place in them?

“You were still so young back then,” He murmurs, eyes distant as if reminiscing something that has long since passed. “You didn’t know what stars were. That night, when we sat together beneath the night sky, I sang you a song. Do you remember how it went?”

“Star…” Your words come of their own accord, unfocused and dreamy. “Fly me to the stars in the sky…”

Something deep inside you seems to stir at the way that his eyes soften. There is something so achingly familiar about their colour, somewhere between blue and green, like the ripples out on the open sea where there is no land to disturb its waves, like the vast emptiness of the sky that goes on for longer than you can remember and longer than you will live to see, like the quiet rustle of the trees in a peaceful evening breeze.

“It was our song,” He murmurs, and his eyes slowly fall shut. “I never sang it for anyone else, and I never will.”

You stiffen.

“Did you like it?” The boy asks, his eyes bright against the dark sky behind him as the final notes of his song fade into the night.

“I… think I did,” You reply, unsure. You press your hand to your chest, and your heart thumps loudly against it.

“Come on, no need to sound so unenthusiastic!” He sets down his lyre, leaning forward, so close to you that you can see every flyaway lock of hair scattered messily about his face. “I wrote this song just for you. It’s all yours.”

You ponder over his words for a while. “...but it’s your song.”

“No, no, I’m just the one who sang it,” He shakes his head. He pauses and thinks for a moment, then continues, “And wrote it. And composed it. And named it.”

He pauses again, his face scrunching up slightly. Finally, he decides, “You know what, we’ll share it! It’ll be our song. Ours only. I won’t sing it for anyone else, and I never will. How does that sound?”

Everything is coming back now, bursting the banks and submerging you in its endless flow. You remember nights spent beneath an inky sky filled with stars, you remember the ring of laughter around a forest clearing, you remember hours spent riding a breeze above a city of flickering lights. You remember the rush of excitement as you plummeted from the sky to a rippling lake below, only for a pair of hands to dip down and catch you before you could break the surface. You remember arms wrapped around your shoulders in an warm embrace, spinning the two of you through the air until sky and land became one, until you couldn’t tell where you ended and they began. And the boy in front of you—

You know the curve of his smile and the dip of his frown. You know the way that his hair falls around his face in messy waves. You know the way that he laughs, head thrown back as if expressing his mirth to the very heavens above. You know the quiet melody of his voice, soothing you to sleep when the sea is too deep and the storms too strong. You know this boy!

“Barbatos...?” You whisper.

His eyes fly open. For a single, frozen second, the two of you stare at each other, one in disbelieving wonder and one in quiet realisation.

Then, before you know it, you’re toppling backwards. The boy throws his arms around your neck and hugs you tight, burying his face into the nape of your neck as he sobs, and the only thing you can distinguish among his muffled whimpers is your name, repeated like a mantra or a spell, as if you might disappear at any moment and leave him all alone once more.

Venti holds you close and cries. He cries for the memories that you were forced to forget, for the destruction that you were forced to wreak, for the people that you were forced to forsake. He cries because the centuries that the two of you have lost can never truly be recovered, because even though you are here with him, you are still so lost and the years have been so long and he doesn’t know i how to go on from here. You slowly shift and return his embrace, and he can’t help but sink into your touch, like a stone disappearing under the surface of a river.

It will take time to heal. Wounds as old as yours and his do not stop hurting easily, after all. But, as Venti burrows closer to you still, selfishly revelling in the feeling of your arms around him, he listens to the quiet hum of the breeze around him, and he allows himself to be hopeful.

He won’t be afraid of the storms on the horizon anymore. After all, it was those very winds that brought you back to him.

[biggest-stupidhead]

Never Ready

Summary: “It’s not like I’m ready to take her in.”

“And I was ready for you? Kid, nobody is ever ready for things like this. That doesn’t mean they don’t happen.” Levi is faced with the difficult decision of taking in his newly orphaned cousin. But he can't do it alone.You're a newly graduated college student looking to make some extra cash, but get more than you originally bargained for...

Word Count: 2.3K 

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The day had started just like any other day. He woke up early and worked out before making himself a small breakfast of tea and an English muffin with some jam. Then he got dressed for work in one of his perfectly tailored suits. His routine was flawless, perfected over many years to allow him to seamlessly slip from one task into the next. He arrived one full hour before work actually began so that he could organize his desk and get a jump on the day’s cleaning. He liked working in a clean environment, if this step was missed (or really any of them for that matter), his entire day was thrown off. 

And today was one of those days. About four minutes before the office officially opened, Levi got a phone call. He had the phone wedged between his ear and his shoulder as he finished wiping down his desk with a clorox wipe. 

“We regretfully inform you that your cousin and his wife were involved in an armed robbery.” 

He froze at this, his eyes narrowing as the woman waited for his response. 

“What was stolen?” He asked before continuing to wipe down the surface. 

“Sir…” The woman spoke slowly and Levi began to lose his patience. 

“Listen, I appreciate the phone call but quite honestly I don’t have time for this.” He said bitterly as he disposed of the wipe. 

“This is very important sir, your cousin, and his wife were both murdered in the process.” The woman informed him and his blood ran cold. Although he had never been close with his extended family, the news was still tragic. 

“I see,” Levi grumbled as a boulder seemed to settle in the pit of his stomach. 

“I’m calling regarding their daughter, Mikasa. Seeing that Mr. Ackerman was an only child, as was Mrs. Ackerman, and their parents have passed, you and your uncle are her next of kin.” The woman continued as Levi sank into his chair and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“What do we need to do?” Levi sighed as he closed his eyes, waiting patiently for her response. 

“You have a few options, either of you could gain full parental rights to her, or she will become a ward of the state.” Some shuffling could be heard on her end of the line and Levi felt his heart rate spike. For a time in his own life, he had been thrown into the system, that was until his own uncle had gained custody after sobering up. 

“I understand,” Levi grumbled, watching as his coworkers set about their daily business as he was dealing with this unforeseen issue. 

“The decision doesn’t need to be made immediately of course. I strongly encourage that the two of you discuss this at length. The funeral is this Thursday, Mikasa and myself will be there and we can talk in greater depth then.” The sound of a keyboard clacking filled the short silence as he considered what an appropriate response would be. 

“I’ll...get back to you.” He leaned forward in his seat and clicked on his calendar, crossing out the lengthy list of tasks and replacing it with, FUNERAL. 

“Thank you, and sorry for your loss.” He hung up the phone and reclined back into his seat. This was quite possibly the biggest disruption he would ever face in his life. He hated that his cousin and his shitty wife had left this burden to rest on his shoulders. But upon further thought, his own mother had done the same thing to his uncle. You know what they say: history repeats itself. 

It seemed that as soon as he had set the phone down, it rang. His uncle’s contact lit up his screen and he let it ring three times before picking it up. 

“Did ya hear?” Kenny’s deep voice crackled over his speaker and Levi grunted. 

“Yeah, just got off of the phone with the social worker,” Levi informed him and Kenny hummed deeply. 

“What do you think?” He pressed and Levi felt his annoyance increase by tenfold. 

“I think that it’s a load of shit. And you?” Levi asked as he crossed his legs under his desk. 

“Same here.” Kenny agreed. 

“It’s not ideal, but we can’t let her go into foster care,” Kenny grumbled and Levi hummed his agreement. Kenny was right, even if she was distantly related, Mikasa was still a part of their family. 

“So are you going to take custody then?” Levi scoffed, knowing damn well that Kenny was pushing fifty and had a chronic case of bad arthritis. 

“Hell no, I’ve done my part by raising you.” Kenny laughed bitterly and Levi’s expression soured. 

“It’s not like I’m ready to take her in.” Levi countered and Kenny let out another bark of laughter. 

“And I was ready for you? Kid, nobody is ever ready for things like this. That doesn’t mean they don’t happen.” Kenny chuckled mirthfully as Levi shifted in his seat. He knew that Kenny was right, and he knew from the moment that the social worker had said that Mikasa needed someone, that it would be him taking her. 

“I’ll need to get a bigger place then.” Levi sighed his fingers rubbing tight circles over his temple as he thought of his bachelor-sized apartment. 

“Damn straight.” Kenny chuckled as Levi shot a look at the clock, it was nearly twenty minutes into the workday already. 

“Look, I’m at work. I’ll talk to you on Thursday at the funeral.” 

“See you then.” Kenny hung up and Levi let out a long exhale. His week was off to a terrible start. 

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In movies, funerals are usually held in dreary weather. But today was almost too beautiful for a funeral. It was late January and the ground was covered in a thick blanket of sparkling snow. As the coffins were lowered into the two holes the social worker held Mikasa on her hip. She was only four, and there was no way that she could fully grasp what had happened. Levi stood with his hands shoved deep inside of his pockets. 

Kenny stood off to his left, a large distance between the two of them. There couldn’t have been more than seven people here, Levi assumed that they were friends of the family. The other attendees came up to him before and gave their condolences to Levi and Kenny, who both said nothing in return. The service was quick, Levi and Kenny had opted out of paying more than what the state offered. In Kenny’s own words, “Dead is dead, no fancy funeral is going to help them now.” 

To some, it may seem heartless, but it was the way that the family coped with death. Once the funeral was over, Kenny and Levi joined the service worker to get a cup of coffee in a nearby cafe. She had passed Mikasa off to a brunette woman before leaving the cemetery. Levi assumed that she was the foster woman that they had placed her with, or possibly a family friend. 

“So, I understand that you wish to gain custody?” Michelle was a middle-aged woman with graying hair and prominent wrinkles on her forehead. As she flipped through files that were spread across the table Levi nodded as he sipped his tea. 

“That’s correct,” Levi affirmed and she nodded before spinning the paperwork so that he could read the form. 

“I’m sure that you understand that this is no small commitment.” She spoke as she passed him a pen. He scoffed and began initialing and signing where necessary. 

“Of course,” Levi grunted before flipping the page. 

“Before you can gain full custody, the state will need to see some changes in your lifestyle, for starters, you’ll need to move within her current school district and continue to hold a steady job.” 

“That shouldn’t be a problem,” Levi mumbled, pausing to read the paper before signing. 

“Excellent, once these needs are met, she can be placed under your care,” Michelle informed as Levi skimmed over the page. 

“Anything else?” Levi asked as he signed the last form presented to him. 

“Not at this time, I’m sure that you’re well versed in most of our policies, seeing that the two of you went through a similar process.” Michelle continued as she neatly returned the papers to their folder. 

“Yes.” Levi agreed as he brought his cup back to his lips. Kenny had been silent for most of the exchange. If Levi was being honest, he was relieved to have him there, even if he wasn’t contributing. 

“Great, we’ll be in touch then.” Michelle smiled tensely before excusing herself, leaving Kenny and Levi alone at the table. Kenny finished his coffee and stood up, stretching with a loud groan. 

“Well, I’m off to the office,” Kenny said with a short wave behind his shoulder. Levi watched him go, feeling a strange sense of dread settle into his gut. It all felt so surreal, even if he was thirty and most of his peers were already parents themselves, he still felt unprepared. It was just like Kenny had said, nothing could prepare him to take on this role. That didn’t mean that it wasn’t his to take, and he would be damned if he let Mikasa get thrown into the foster care system. 

Levi set to work on finding a house in the district that the social worker had given him. He had never been a fan of suburbs, but at this time it was all that he could afford. So he found a decent house with four bedrooms, one for himself, one for Mikasa one for guests, and a final for a study. He was lucky enough to have a decent job, and a respectable grasp on his finances, it took him a week to finalize the buy, but in the end, he was glad that he did. 

He had been meaning to get out of his stuffy apartment anyway, (or so he reasoned with himself), he moved his belongings out of his downtown apartment in less than a week. Once the house was effectively moved into, he then began the tedious process of preparing Mikasa’s things. He started by doing research on what four-year-olds needed and then set about buying the necessities. He felt out of place as he shopped through Target in the little girl’s section, buying bedding and such. But he got the job done, he knew that she had to have some clothes, and decided that he’d cross that bridge when he got there. 

It was the night before Michelle was scheduled to visit, and Levi had invited Hange over for a drink. Hange had nosed around for about an hour, acquainting herself with Levi’s new space and gushing when she saw the modest room that he had prepared for Mikasa. 

“I can’t believe that you’re actually going through with this!” Hange cooed as she sat on the small bed. 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He asked defensively as he propped himself on the doorframe. Honestly, he had been avoiding this room, it felt that if he acknowledged the space, the heavier the weight of the situation crushed his chest. 

“I just...never thought that you liked kids. But I’m really proud of you.” Hange beamed as she smoothed out the pink comforter as she stood. 

“What made you think that I didn’t like kids?” He scoffed as the pair left the room, he closed the door quietly behind them as they made their way into the kitchen. 

“Oh I don’t know, maybe I just made the assumption based on your obsession with cleanliness.” Hange waved her hand dismissively and Levi clicked his tongue as he poured two glasses of wine. 

“They are filthy.” Levi agreed as he brought the glass of red wine to his lips. 

“What’s she like?” Hange asked, wrapping her own fingers around her glass as she eagerly awaited his response. 

“....I haven’t met her.” Levi felt a wave of panic crash over his chest as Hange’s eyes widened. 

“Never?” Hange couldn’t hide her astonishment. 

“Never,” Levi said with a roll of his eyes. 

“You’re serious?” Hange pressed and Levi glared at her. 

“Do I ever joke about these things?” Levi snapped and she held her hands up in defeat. 

“I’m just surprised is all,” Hange mumbled before taking a long sip of her wine. 

“I wasn’t close with her parents,” Levi explained as he put the cork back on the bottle. 

“Well...maybe you should take some extra time off of work,” Hange suggested and Levi sighed deeply. 

“I can’t, I’ve already taken off more than I planned.” Levi sat on the barstool next to Hange and she swiveled to face him, their knees knocking against each other. 

“But this is not something that you take lightly Levi. She’s a four-year-old girl who lost both of her parents. She’s going to need a lot of attention.” Hange looked concerned and Levi’s expression soured. 

“I understand that, but my job is-” 

“Is not your priority anymore. Have you thought about what you’re going to do for childcare yet? She’s too young for school. Or at least not full days.” Hange interrupted. 

“So I’ll put her in daycare, or preschool.” Levi shrugged and Hange pursed her lips. 

“That could work, but don’t you usually stay late at the office?” Hange pressed and Levi chewed on the inside of his cheek guiltily. 

“Maybe you should consider getting a nanny. Plenty of my student’s nanny, I could give you some good recommendations.” She offered before lifting her glass to her lips. 

“Maybe…” Levi suddenly felt way in over his head, if all went well in the morning, then Mikasa would be sent his way in nearly a week. 

“I’ll ask around on Monday,” Hange said, reaching out to pat his shoulder. For once, he didn’t shy away. 

[dragoneyes618]

If Ferncloud was still alive

Ferncloud arrived at the ShadowClan camp, leaning on the shoulders of her only living kit and his only ThunderClan daughter, during the late afternoon.

Dovewing raced toward them, and Lightleap and Pouncestep looked on curiously and slightly nervously, and Slatefur, Grassheart, Cinnamontail, and Scorchfur came over to see what was going on, so by the time Cloverfoot got Tigerstar, there was already a small crowd around them.

"What are you doing here?" Tigerstar demanded, albeit softening his tone somewhat out of respect for the elderly Ferncloud. Really, what was she doing here? If not for her, he would have thought that perhaps Birchfall and Ivypool had come to take over guarding Ashfur from Mintfur and Sagenose. Had they all come to visit Dovewing? Birchfall and Ivypool were one thing, but Ferncloud....From the ThunderClan camp to the ShadowClan camp was a long trek for an elder. Surely they could have sent for Dovewing instead?

Birchfall opened his mouth, but Ferncloud stepped forward, brushing his side with her tail, and looked Tigerstar in the eye. Her voice was quiet but determined. "I would like to speak to Ashfur."

"Why?" was the first thing Tigerstar could think of to ask. "We've already tried to get him to tell us what he knows-"

"No, not that," Ferncloud interrupted. Interrupting a Clan leader was not generally done, but when a cat has lived as long as Ferncloud, exceptions are made. Not to mention she was Dovewing's grandmother. "I just...want to speak to him. If he tells me anything important, I will share it, but I would just like to speak to him, to ask him why...He is my brother," she explained.

A ripple of surprise went through most of ShadowClan. Including, to be honest, Tigerstar. He supposed he'd known somewhere in the back of his mind that Ferncloud and Ashfur were siblings, but knowing something and knowing something were different.

So Ashfur was related to Dovewing. Wonderful.

He supposed it made sense that Ferncloud wanted to talk to her brother. If it had been Dawnpelt or Flametail, he would want an explanation too.

"Fine," he said shortly, in a tone that brooked no discussion from his warriors. "Go talk to him. But if he says anything about the real Bramblestar, or StarClan-"

"I'll tell you," Ferncloud promised. She dipped her head. "Thank you."

All three ThunderClan cats touched noses with Dovewing and followed Tigerstar.

He brings them outside the camp, to the hollow tree where Ashfur is, where Mintfur and Sagenose of SkyClan are standing alert just outside its entrance. They look up curiously.

Tigerstar gestures to the ThunderClan cats. "They're talking to him," he said abruptly.

"I am," Ferncloud says. "Birchfall and Ivypool, you wait out here."

"But-" Birchfall and Ivypool both start to protest.

"If I need help, I will call out, and both of you will come in," Ferncloud said gently but firmly. "But I would like to talk with my brother alone. He won't hurt me."

Tigerstar thinks of Sleekwhisker, and Dawnpelt.

Ferncloud brushed muzzles with Birchfall; he had been through a lot lately. Ashfur had been his mentor, after all. He and Ivypool accompanied her right up to the entrance to the inside of the tree, where Tigerstar poked his head in and said something; a moment later, he withdrew, followed by a young, nervous-looking, gray tabby tom.

Ferncloud dipped her head to the young medicine cat as they passed each other. Looking surprised, he nodded back. But then, he was her kin as well.

She took a deep breath and entered the hollow tree.

It was dim inside, and it took her eyes a few moments to adjust.

"Ferncloud," a voice said.

The cat speaking looked exactly like Bramblestar. He had the same fur, the same eyes, the same voice.

But the way he sat, the way his ears twitched and his tail flicked-it was exactly like her brother. Watching his mannerisms in another body was eerie. Ferncloud couldn't understand how she hadn't figured it out earlier.

"Ashfur," she whispered.

Her brother dipped his head to her. "Welcome to my humble abode."

"Don't joke about this," she told him severely. For a split second, it felt like they were young again, and she was telling him off for something or other, trying her best to take their mother's place.

Then Ashfur said "This isn't a joke," and the feeling disappeared.

"You're right," Ferncloud said quietly. "This isn't a joke."

"What, aren't you happy to see me?"

She took a deep breath. "First of all, we've been living in the same camp for moons. You saw me that entire time, only I didn't know it was you. But I guess this is why you kept being so solicitous towards me? Asking me how I was, offering me the better prey?"

He nodded, looking pleased with himself.

This was part of what Ferncloud hated the most. He was her brother. He'd specifically looked out for her while inhabiting Bramblestar's body. She'd thought it odd, but then, everything about "Bramblestar" had been.

Why hadn't she figured it out earlier? She could have prevented so many deaths!

He still cared about her, it seemed.

She hated to think this, but was that a good thing?

She took another deep breath and continued. "You could have told me it was you at any time. But you chose not to." She was not upset about that. She was not. She knew much better than that.

Ashfur sighed. "I had a plan. If I'd told you who I really was, it wouldn't have worked out."

Ferncloud flicked her tail at the walls of the hollow tree surrounding them. "You call this working out?"

"Don't worry," Ashfur promised her. "This is just a temporary setback. One day soon this will just be an unpleasant memory...I will have my vengeance on all those who wronged me and make them pay!"

His eyes, for a moment, flicker blue, making her gasp.

This is not the Ashfur she knows.

Even after Squirrelflight and Bramblestar became mates, even after they had kits-or after everyone thought they had kits-even when he mentored Lionblaze, he wasn't like this. He was...tighter. Tenser. With a strangeness swirling inside him that she wished she'd identified sooner. But he hadn't been like this.

Then, it had been Squirrelflight and Bramblestar he hadn't liked. Now, it seemed, it was everyone.

"Ashfur..." she whispered.

"Won't you join me, Ferncloud?" he asked her. "We can take revenge on any cat who has ever hurt us. When you die, you can simply go into another cat's body, and live forever. We will rule the Clans. You of all cats should understand me-you know what it's like to lose a cat you loved."

It was as if he'd struck her.

For a moment, Ferncloud couldn't breathe. She felt like her blood had turned to ice water, like the earth was shaking, like a badger had clawed out her heart.

First, she only felt pain.

Then she felt anger, such that she hadn't felt since...ever, really.

"How dare you?" she rasped. "How dare you?"

Ashfur's eyes widened.

"You think you can make a comparison?" she choked out. "You think it's similar at all? The cat you love is alive and well and happy-or at least she was before you got involved! My mate and almost all my kits are dead, and you think you can make a comparison?!"

"Look, Ferncloud," Ashfur started.

"Don't "look" me," she hissed. "Let me finish. Did your kits die? Did your mate die? And don't tell me that nonsense about losing Squirrelflight. You were never mates in the first place."

She dug her claws into the earth. "Do you see the faces of your dead kits in your dreams?" she demanded. "Do you see your mate bleeding out on the ground? And do I hate the badgers who did it? Do I hate ShadowClan for causing us to get involved in that battle? Do I hate every single Twoleg because some of them caused Hollykit and Larchkit and Shrewpaw to die in the old forest?

"No, I don't. It is not the same at all. The world doesn't owe you anything, Ashfur. It's time you realized that. I wish we could have met in peace in StarClan."

She got up to leave, trembling.

Ashfur didn't speak until she had reached the hollow tree's entrance. "You never used to be like this, Ferncloud," he said wonderingly.

She looked back, once. "Neither did you," she said quietly, and left.

[klvbxlove]

lunch (yosuke x introverted! gn! reader)

a/n: damn, i’m really out here with ANOTHER yosuke fic, aren’t i? not that i hate it, i have some fun writing for him! but i still can’t get over that one anon calling me a “subconscious yosuke kin” (to whoever sent me that, thanks LMAO). now, a bit off topic, i really wanna try to write for the investigation team girls as well, but i’m having a bit difficulty. so please note that it’s not like i hate the girls (if anything, they’re cool! i especially love naoto. i may or may not have a crush on her). it might take awhile for me to put out another fanfic for one of them that i actually like. 

reader type: gender neutral

reader specification(s): reader is an introvert (**)

genre(s): fluff

trigger warning(s): none

summary: yosuke noticed that you haven’t made the effort to make friends, let alone talk to at least one person, since the day you transferred to his class. he decided he would change that and invite you to lunch.

word count: 1.6k words

(**) i know i could’ve written this in the a/n above, but i felt like i had to point it this right BEFORE the drabble starts. for some people, the reader might not sound like an introvert. i understand. however, being an introvert myself, i did base the reader a little bit off of me and how i act around new people talking to me. 

♡ ♡ ♡ (ꈍᴗꈍ)ε｀*) ♡ ♡ ♡

key:

(l/n) = last name

♡ ♡ ♡ (ꈍᴗꈍ)ε｀*) ♡ ♡ ♡

   Yosuke knew that sometimes it would be considered rude (and creepy) to stare at a person for an extended period. 

   But was that enough to stop him from staring at you, though? No.

   Whenever he got a chance during class, Yosuke would gaze his brown eyes upon you. Ninety-nine percent of the time, you would be sitting alone at your desk and not paying attention to anyone around you. And either you would be reading a book or going on your phone. You were always so focused, as well. Yosuke swore the whole class could be extremely high on drugs, and you would pay no mind to it whatsoever. 

   It had only been a few days since you had transferred to his class, but as far as he knew, you still had not made any friends. Although, it did look like you did not care about it. He had never seen you trying to talk to one person in class before, either. 

   Yosuke knew himself as a bit of an extravert who has no problem making friends most of the time. So if anything, he expected himself to have gone up to you and at least introduced himself. But no, instead, all he has been doing was staring at you. Yosuke was conflicted on whether to talk to you or leave you alone. For all he knew, you probably did not like socializing with anyone. 

   At the moment you looked up to make eye contact, Yosuke immediately turned around in his seat. Oh God, he could only hope he did not look awkward or creepy doing that. The last thing he wanted was for a new classmate to have a negative impression on him. 

   Okay, he thought to himself. Maybe I can talk to the new student during lunch later. Maybe I could even invite them to eat with me! Well, unless they don’t want to. I mean, I hope they accept my offer.

-

   Holy crap, I did it! Yosuke felt like he was going stiff for the billionth time. He was currently sitting next to you on the rooftop after you had (surprisingly) accepted his invitation. Although, there was a bit of awkwardness in the air during this time. Yosuke felt too awkward to start eating as he could not help but steal a few more glances at you. Meanwhile, you were eating your lunch in silence while you looked off in the distance. 

   You gotta say at least one thing to (L/N), you know.

   “So, um, what do you think about Yasogami High so far? Is it alright?” Well, it was a bit of an unusual question, but Yosuke figured that he would start with that. “Or, what about Inaba?” 

   You hummed, thinking of how to answer as you chewed your food. “It’s alright. I mean, I haven’t gotten the chance to explore Inaba yet after moving in, so I can’t say how I feel about it so far.”

   Yosuke nodded in understanding. As much as he enjoyed living in Inaba, it was not comparable to big cities in Japan like Tokyo and Osaka. 

   And now that he thought about it, today was also the first time he got to hear your voice again. The last time Yosuke heard you talk was when you had to introduce yourself in front of your new classmates. Since then, you remained quiet amongst the class. 

   But then again, it already sent strange beatings to his heart for no reason. 

   “Is there a reason why you moved here?”

   “Oh, one of my guardians just got a new job in Inaba, so we had to relocate so they could be closer,” you explained. “Well, actually, they also got another job offer in Kyoto, but they wanted to settle with the one here in Inaba. So I was just like, ‘Alright,’”

   For some reason, this intrigued Yosuke. “Interesting,” he commented as he took a bite of his food. “So I assume your family is the quiet type, right?” 

   “Not exactly,” you shrugged. “I mean, I got some extraverted family members. But for a few months, my family began thinking maybe moving somewhere quieter would be a nice change. Not that they hated the city or anything, you know?” 

   “No worries, I get it,” Yosuke smiled at you. “Inaba might not be a big and interesting place, but you learn to like it over time,” 

   But at this moment, Yosuke felt a weird feeling in him when you chuckled, “Yeah, hopefully, I will,” you noted.

   Yosuke had no idea why he suddenly felt a bold of confidence. Just a moment ago, he was hesitant to invite you up to the rooftop for lunch! But he figured he would go through with it. 

   “If you want, I could show you around Inaba during the weekend! I can even bring along my friends, who are all not at school at the moment.”

   You pondered for a bit before you smiled. “That would be nice. I’ll consider it.” Then you tilted your head “And your friends are absent? Like, all of them?” 

   Yosuke chuckled sheepishly. “Yeah, literally all of them. All I know is that Yukiko is on vacation with her family, Chie got sick yesterday, and Yu lives in Tokyo. Not sure about Rise, Kanji, and Naoto. So I’m pretty much alone for the day.”

   Wait, he just caught himself. “Oh. Well, I guess ‘alone’ would be the wrong word now that I’m hanging out with you. Haha, oops!” he scratched the back of his head sheepishly. 

   The awkwardness was rubbing off on Yosuke, and he hated it. Why can he not ever be awesome? He was almost glad when you spoke up. Although, he was scared of your answer.

    “You’re all good,” you smiled as you closed your bento box and put it aside. “I mean, yeah. It honestly sucks when almost all your friends are absent from school. For me, I just sit in class and at lunch alone like, ‘This sucks. Why did you guys have to leave me?!’  

   “It’s kinda weird. Being an introvert, you would think I love lonely and having little to no friends. But no, I still need my small group of friends with me to make it through the school day, or else it will get boring as hell.” 

   Yosuke smiled. “Same here! My friends are great, even though sometimes they can be a pain in the ass. I can feel lonely when I’m not with them for long periods. It was why I wanted to invite you to eat lunch with me. And I also wanted to get a chance to get to know you after you arrived here a few days ago. 

   “Although, I gotta be honest. I was a bit worried that you would decline me. I dunno. I assumed you were the type of person who hated it when someone tries to talk to you. I-Is that a bit weird?” 

   Why are you asking if it's weird? OF COURSE, IT IS!

   Stop making this more awkward for yourself! For all you know, you’re probably making (L/N) uncomfortable!!

   OR HOW ABOUT YOU STOP OVERREACTING?!

   “Hanamura, it’s fine. Not weird at all!” you let out a light laugh. “Listen, it’s not necessarily a thing where I loathe people talking to me. But only if if they come up to me first. Other than that, I would much rather be quiet. If I’m with my close friends, then I can be a bit more talkative. 

   “But I mean, it’s so funny,” you continued, smiling. “My guardians say I’m such an extravert around my close friends and cousins. I talk so much around them, yet with strangers or people I barely know, I’m dead silent. I guess if I become more comfortable around a person, I won’t be as shy.” 

   God damn it, Yosuke knew this might be weird to ask. But he just had to know. “So…I assume you’re slowly becoming comfortable around me? I mean, you are talking a lot!”

   “I guess I am!” you said.

   Well, that was one hell of a quick answer. Eh, not that he minded! 

   Moments passed, but before Yosuke knew it, the both of you continued to talk more. It was not as if he had been around you for the longest time, but he felt like he knew more about you. He felt proud of himself for getting you to open up to him.

   And at this point, Yosuke looked up. He noticed how many of the students who were also on the rooftop were beginning to head inside.

   “Well, class is starting soon. We should probably get going before we’re late,” Yosuke suggested. You nodded in agreement, and both of you stood up. 

   “Hey, Hanamura,” you spoke up. In turn, Yosuke turned to face you and saw a soft smile on your lips (and a blush on his cheeks! Wait, no—).

    “Thanks for inviting me to lunch today, I enjoyed it a lot,” you thanked him, “And I appreciated you talking to me. You were the first person at school to have done that so far. Even though I like being alone, I still liked hanging out with someone after days of barely knowing anyone here.”

   Yosuke knew this for sure. He was proud of himself for offering you the invitation. If he had not, high chances were that you would have continued being quiet, and he would have no clue about who you were. So smiling back at you, Yosuke said, “It’s no problem at all, (L/N)! I enjoyed it, too. Wait, give me just a sec.”

   You tilted your head in confusion when Yosuke pulled out his phone and gave it to you. In a matter of seconds, you realized what the brown-haired boy wanted, judging by the screen showing. But still, you wanted to hear him say it. 

   “Put your phone number in here. And I can text you after school!” 

   With a soft chuckle, you did as Yosuke did. You especially loved seeing his eyes glisten with excitement after handing his phone back.

   And the both of you eventually went back to your classroom, feeling bliss in the air. 

[rpmemes-galore]

bbc merlin : season 3 ... sentence starters

“He looked so pitiful!“

“There is evil in your heart.“

“You might want to take a bath.”

“You followed me. How dare you!“

“Are you saying I look like a toad?“

“Destinies are troublesome things.“

“I couldn't watch everyone's grief...”

“I believe in the world you will build.“

“The only rule is... there are no rules.“

“You look very handsome... the perfect bait.“

“You're learning. Slowly, but you're learning.”

“I trust in your destiny... just trust in yourself.“

“I was wrong. Coming here was a great idea.“

“I know what you did. You tried to poison me!“

“Oh, maybe something you said gave it away.“

“You need to be more in touch with the people.“

“You know, you've got a lot of nerve for a wimp.“

“I am so sorry for everything you've been through.“

“No harm will come to you, I can promise you that.”

“But believe me, I have seen the evils in this world.“

“Some choices are easy. Some stay with you forever.”

“I hope, in time, we will both find the love we deserve.“

“You should get out of here while you have the chance.“

“I know where we're going. I just can't tell you, that's all.“

“I can see deep into your heart. It is cold, cold as stone.“

“She is the darkness to your light, the hatred to your love.“

“Trust me, when I am threatening you, you'll know about it.”

“If you really want to know what I think? I think you're mad.“

“Let's be honest, you couldn't kill me even if you wanted to.“

“I know. But you're playing with things that are beyond you.“

“Well, I may be a wimp, but at least I'm not a... dollop-head.“

“I think we've no chance, but I wouldn't miss it for the world.”

“This is what happens when you spend all day in the tavern.“

“I swore that one day I would repay you. Now is the moment.”

“You play it so well, you’ve fooled him... but you don’t fool me.“

“Well, I wouldn't expect you to understand. You're not a knight.”

“He believes I've changed. Soon he will see exactly how much.“

“One day you'll be strong enough to take my crown, but not yet.“

“You shouldn't have come back for me. What were you thinking?“

“You know, you couldn't keep a secret if your life depended on it!”

“The problem is that you wish to talk, but you don't wish to listen.”

“I don't know, you were the only person who knew where we were.“

“Well, if it means I don't get clobbered 'round the head, I'm glad of it.“

“You'd do well, (name), to stay out of things that do not concern you.“

“I've never killed a man before. I just wanted to feel... what it was like.“

“Because I don't understand how anyone would want to hurt their friends.“

“You are an arrogant prat, with the brain of a donkey and a face of a toad!“

“Standing here, seeing so many happy faces... it almost seems like a dream.“

“What are you planning? And don't even think about lying, I know you too well.”

“I promise you that, in the future, I will give you the love and respect you deserve.”

“There's no better place to measure the mood of your people than the local tavern.“

“From everyone else's perspective, apart from yours and mine, it's completely insane.“

“I understand. You were just trying to protect your friends. I would have done the same.“

“It's lonely... to be more powerful than any man you know and have to live like a shadow.”

“I have fought alongside you many times. There is no other person I would rather die for.“

“Even though I was a commoner and a nobody, you were willing to lay down your life for me.”

“It was the middle of the night. I was worried. I thought you might be in some sort of trouble.”

“No, no. That's all that I've done for the past year, sit. And pray that you hadn't given up on me.“

“This is madness. She has been missing for more than a year now. When are you going to stop?“

“To see one of your own kin die is never an easy thing, but all great struggles demand sacrifice.“

“You don't know how much I regret everything that I've done! I just... I hope that you can forgive me.“

“Nobility is defined by what you do, and not by who you are, and these men... are anything but.”

“This is one of those moments where I tell you something isn't a good idea and you ignore me, isn't it?“

“Oh, but they do concern me, because they're my friends too, and I'll do whatever it takes... to protect them.“

“You don't know what it's like to be an outsider... to be ashamed of how you were born, to have to hide who you are.”

“If I don't know where we're going, how do I know what to pack? Will it be hot, will it be cold, will it be wet, will it be dry?“

“You're hopeless at a lot of things. Well, most thing, in fact. But, very occasionally, quite by accident, you say something useful.”

“There are times where you display a sort of, I don't know what it is. I don't want to say... it's not wisdom, but, yes. That's what it is.”

“Yesterday, amongst all your gibberish, you said something that, if I didn't know you, I'd be completely fooled into thinking you were... wise.”

“In the wrong hands, this sword can do great evil. You must promise me that, once it's task is done, you will place is where none can wield it.”

“You feel trapped? Like your whole life has been planned out for you, and you've got no control over anything, and sometimes you don't even know if what destiny has decided is really the best thing at all?”

[antluvspath]

Queer ninjago head canons

(i will mention the characters race/ethnicity because I think it’s important to have diversity not only in sexuality/gender but with race/ethnicity I feel like this fandom makes a lot of the characters white even tho they would be Asian 🙇🏽)

Tox

I think she’s lesbian, trans, and Korean

I feel like she give off trans fem vibes I feel like a lot of you would agree

Camille

I think she’s bisexual, intersex, and black (that’s specifically the African American flag)

I think she’s Intersex because she can shape shift into anyone regardless of gender and I think that’s cool

Lloyd!!!

I think he’s intersex, gay, Japanese

Intersex because his voice actor was a female for soooo long with in the show and I think it’s because he was born as both male and female sex characteristics and his voice being a female characteristic and he took T way later to be more comfortable with in the way he talks

Gay because he doesn’t feel confident being with girls with in the show it’s giving closetein my opinion🙇🏽

Ash, Neuro, and Shadow

I think they’re all gay men because it just fits them so well in my head

Ash is Korean, Neuro us Japanese, and Shadow is Chinese!

Cole

I kin him so he’s basically just me lol 💀

I think he’s trans because he’s the most masculine out of the boys so I feel like it would be nice for him to be trans

Bisexual because I think him and Nya had a good relationship for like that one season but he would have heavy preference for males

SKYLOR!!!!

My beloved red head (≧∇≦)b

I think she’s Blasian just something abt her gives me mixed kid vibes and specifically black and Asian

But pan sexual because she’s literally so attractive she’d have so many ex’s of any gender identity let’s be honest

JAY WALKER EVERYONE ☆(≧∀≦*)ﾉ

He just gives off blue bisexual boy you see in almost any animated tv show

He has a high preference for women in opinion 🤔

Also he’s Vietnamese in my head I used to think he’s was Cuban and French but I realized he’d be Asian I think Vietnamese fits perfectly for him ^^

Faith!!!

I think she’s a lesbian the whole time I was watching this show I was like “she gotta be a lesbian” I also think she’s be okay with other pronouns but not with he/him

Griffin

This just feels right for him in my opinion just annoying trans boy fits him well

I also like his ethnicity to be Mexican because I’m Hispanic so I’m biased lol his race could be anything but I like his ethnicity to be Mexican

__________

Theses are all my queer identity headcanons for this show I don’t think much are queer in the show but I had fun making these in class lmao

I’ll post more abt my hc but this is it for now

Anyways happy pride month stay safe out there

Remember you are important:))!!

[impommyyawl]

OKAY HERE WE FUCKING GOOOOO

HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY TO MY BABY KATSUKI FUCKING BAKUGOUUUUUUUU

This mans is honestly the best fucking character IN MY OPINION.

His character development kills me everytime. It’s so gorgeous and so is he. I mean have you seen his SNATCHEDDDDD waist? Do you want to see? I’ll show you.

Yawl see this shit? I know I’m amazed too.

Not only that, his whole body? His face? This mans is so gorgeous

But enough on the body praising because while this man is very fucking attractive, he is also very honest with himself. He’s self aware. He knows what he did and while I know we haven’t heard a apology yet(I’m upset about that too) he changed from his past ways and is showing positive progress.

He cares. I know he does bc this man did not throw himself in front of Deku and get impaled because he doesn’t care. This is turning bakudeku but the fact that they see danger and just lose all thoughts. Just throws themselves in danger at the sight of each other in danger. I can name several cases were this happens on both accounts.

I don’t even know how to explain this. It may be bc I very much kin and simp this man that I feel this way but he’s so.....human. If that makes sense.

Normally in anime’s the character are very op and you watch it for entertainment. You can’t really relate to the characters. Of course you can simp for them or find matching personality traits but at the end of the day there no development character wise sometimes, just Plot wise.

But with mha, bnha whatever you wanna call it. The characters give me that feeling. At least Bakugou and Midoriya does the most since they are most talked about story wise. They just feel human, they have the flaws and the good things. They feel and they have opinions. These characters are just really well written. I personally think bakugou is more human than Deku bc that man is becoming...well if you read the manga you know what I mean. He’s hella op now. I mean he has like so many quirks and powers and lmao he’s not the same as when he just had that strength. Bakugou didn’t have that kind of growth tho, his was more personality wise. He’s growing into such a decent human being it brings a tear to my eye.

Anyways I’m ranting now and half of that is nonsense I know but ehh whatever happy birthday Katsuki.

Love ya

[tanakavox]

The screen runs again as shows the red coated Jaune standing around looking annoyed as a voice calls out to him.

"Hey look it's half demon Jaune again!" Nora cheered.

"...Half what? Coco deadpan.

"Jaune in this universe is the son of Ozpin,who's a demon who saved all of humanity. Cinder is like his twins or something." Yang quickly brought the others to speed.

"Teach is a demon?" Coco asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Wait who's the mom then?" Velvet asked, confused.

"That's….. A very good question. We didn't get an answer to that. Yang mused.

"I just wanna know who this person with the annoying voice was." Whitley muttered

"Another good question that we don't get answers to. Sorry."

"Thanks for destroying the lock for me, devil boy! And welcome to hell! Please accept my gift. Don't be humble, just take it. After all, we are buddies aren't we?" The voice the viewers recozinge as Jester as she cackles loudly.

A fountain of blood flows onto the statues which bring out blood bat-based demons called Blood-goyles flies toward Jaune and he cuts it in half with a casual swipe from his sword.

Jaune shakes his head in disappointment. "Well, isn't that special. To be honest, I'm expecting something a little better than this," Jaune then goes to dispatch them and leaves on his way to find Cinder.

The scene cuts to Jaune walking in front of a door with two statues and stopping when they began to start talking. Jaune doesn't look a bit shocked.

"Look brother, it's been ages, but we finally have company," one called Rudra said gleefully.

"I see that," The other is called Agni simply.

"We must entertain our guest."

"You're right. We have to be gracious hosts."

"Brother, what should we do?" Rudra asked.

"How do I know? We need to come up with something," Agni stated.

Jaune began to get impantice pacing back and forward and sighed.

"I don't blame him for getting impantice. These guys are annoying." Mercury stated. He was already starting not like these guys.

"Oh come on they weren't even talking!" Ruby pointed out glaring at Mercury.

"Still annoying."

Rudra took notice with this. "Brother, our guest is... sighing."

"SIGH? What is... SIGH?" Agni asked, a bit confused.

"Well a sigh is when -" Rudra was about to answer until he was cut off by their guest.

"Enough already!" Jaune said, finally snapping, "How long are you two gonna keep carrying on like this? In case you didn't get the hint, I'll spell it out. Your guest wants to go through. Got it."

"Our job here is to guard this door," Rudra said the statue was moving a bit.

"That's right! We can't let you pass," Agni added his piece.

(After Agni & Rudra battle)

"Wow, he took them out without much effort." Fiona said wide eyed.

"That kinda sums up this Jaune huh? He didn't have much trouble with the last guy either. Nora responded with a huge grin.

"He's gonna die when he gets to Cinder though. Emerald said with a smirk. "Remember what happened at the start. Nora turns to glare at her.

"Shut up!" She barked.

After their bodies were defeated in battle, both demon swords spun around in the air until they fell and got stuck on the ground in a crossed-blades position. They see Jaune walking towards the exit of the room, about to leave them behind.

"Wait!" Rudra cried out to Jaune.

Against his better thinking, Jaune turns around to acknowledge the two demon guards

"Yes, wait. We have been waiting for a long time," Agni said after his brother.

"Yes, a very long time," Rudra echoed.

"For someone stronger than us."

"Someone who can control us."

"My name is Agni," the red demon sword said.

"And my name is Rudra. You shall take us with you," The blue demon sword stated.

"We could be a great help to you!" Both brothers said as one.

Jaune took a moment to think about their offer. They were pretty strong together and seeing as how he's already let Cereberus tag along, he could use these two as Devil Arms as well. "Okay, but on one condition," He pressed.

"What is it?" Agni asked ecstatically.

"Name it!" Rudra sharing his brother's joy stated.

Jaune points to both brothers, "No talking!" While they were a strong force together, he would not deal with their constant chit-chat along the way.

"Thank god he said it." Mercury stated.

"Much as I hate to agree with you but yeah." Jaune piped up.

"Jaune!" Ruby cried, lightning punching him in the arm. Jaune raised his arms defensively

"I'm sorry Rubes, But they're really annoying.

"Fair enough!" Agni agreed to the blonde's terms.

"As you wish," Rudra echoed his agreement.

Jaune picks up the two swords and does a kata. The force of every swing of the two swords generated sharp winds and scorching flames. By the end, Jaune couldn't help but smile in satisfaction at how amazing these Devil Arms were and how strong they felt in his hands.

"... That was so cool." Ruby whispered with stars in her eyes.

"Impressive," The blue brother praised his new master.

Jaune flips the swords and bangs the two brother's heads together. "No talking," He repeated their agreement.

Neither Agni or Rudra said anything more, almost like they really were inanimate objects.

"Good," Jaune said in satisfaction, having peace and quiet again.

—

The scene changes to show the young crimsonette walk stealthily down a corridor with a gun in hand, the sounds of heavy steps closing in around her.

"Hey look! It's me! Ruby cheered. She didn't get to show up alot in this movie so far. But she started to get worried. It looked like she was about to get ambushed.

It's all of a sudden when a group of Pride Hell's attempt to ambush her. She's able to evade the swings of their scythe weapons thanks to her fast reflexes, allowing her to retrieve a second pistol from a holster. She shoots at two of the Hells and continues to fire in quick succession. One of the Hells thrusted the blunt pommel of their scythe in her direction, Ruby's able to dodge the strike by hopping on top of it and evade multiple swings directed at her in an expert show of her athletic ability. She continues to return fire to them as they continue to advance.

"WHOOO GO RUBY!" Yang cheered as she went to town on the demons.

Even when she gets cornered she has a plan. Ruby kicked two Hells back with her legs, a gift for each of them in the form of grenades. The explosion results in the Hells along with herself being propelled into the air. She doesn't give them a chance to recover as she continues to send bullets their way via cyclone of death. She finds footing on an embedded scythe in the wall, she fires at a nearby Hell and then uses the scythe as a high bar as a means to continue her attack on the rest of the Hells while performing many acts of peak acrobatic ability and gunfire. Eventually she finds herself upside down, her only support was her feet hooked around two embedded poles. The Hells take this opportunity to strike against Ruby together, they never seem to learn.

"Which version of Ruby seems very skilled,'' Weiss mused.

"You say that like you believe I'm not skilled now Ruby said smiling at Weiss. Weiss doesn't say anything as Ruby stares at her. She pouted at the former heiress. "I'm skilled Weiss!"

"Yes. Of Course Ruby." Weiss replies with a smirk.

Ruby turns to Jaune to get him on her side but stops when she noticed that Jaune crossed his legs tightly and was staring at the screen intently.

"Uh Jaune? Why did you cross your legs so tightly?"

Jaune turns to Ruby wide eyed and stutters out an answer. "Uh I-i just feel more comfortable like this!" No way he was gonna tell Ruby watching her go to town on demons was hot to him. Ruby stares at him for a few seconds and goes back to the movie.

Deciding it was time to bring out the big guns, Ruby draws out her trusty Crescent Rose and fires a missile at the ground beneath her. The explosion knocks back the Hells while propelling her into the air once more. Ruby lands onto the ground in a crouch position with no signs of harm throughout the ordeal. As she looks around, she releases a sigh of relief as the Hells were no longer a threat. She tugs her darling back on her shoulder and continues on, as she leaves the screen pans to an overhead shot to see that the charred remains of the ground resembling a '6.'

Ruby is now seen on a balcony of Temen-ni-gru, reloading her arsenal, sitting on a rock until she hears a voice come from behind her. Upon recognizing the voice she immediately pulls out one of her guns.

"Well, well... You've grown stronger," Raven said as she approached the young woman.

"Mom." Yang had a dark look on her face.

"What does she want with Ruby? Blake asks.

"If you shut your yap you may find out." Mercury said nonchalantly causing Blake to glare at him.

"Go to Hell," She raises her pistol directly towards Raven's face.

"You point a gun at me? Your own kin? Your dear Auntie?" Raven said as though she were truly shocked.

Ruby's face twists in rage, "The only family I ever had was my sister, and she's dead!"

"SHE KILLED ME?!" Yang yelled out in shock? The rest of her team and friends were in shock as well. Qrow couldn't believe it. Yang and Raven never really had a good relationship but he didn't think Raven would kill her own daughter.

Ruby shoots with her pistol four times, but finds that Raven has vanished. She draws out a SMG and aims both guns to her left and right in case Raven could get the jump on her. She scans around her surroundings for any signs of Raven only to find nothing. That only left one direction left uncheck... was above!

"You break my heart. After all, it was I who gave you your name. My darling niece!" Raven yells as she stares at Ruby while hanging upside down on the balcony roof.

Ruby was about to shoot when Raven's book dropped on her face blocking her vision. Raven takes this opportunity to get the jump on Ruby and throws her niece off the platform. Before she was out of Raven's sight, she felt her cheek get grazed by one of Ruby's bullets that she fired her way.

"That should have gone into her head!" Yang screamed, her eyes glowing red. Qrow couldn't help but agree with his niece.

Ruby continues falling Temen-ni-gru, that is until Jaune catches sight of her falling and proceeds to catch her by one of her boots. She looks at what stopped her fall and upon recognizing the boy in red, points both her guns at him.

Jaune looks down at the girl with a grin, pleased to see this interesting girl again. "Well, this is my kind of rain. No wonder the sky looks so funny today," He said while looking up at the cloudy sky.

"Getting bold ain't ya Bondie?" Qrow said, turning to Jaune who gave him an annoyed look.

"Yeah? And you want me to what Old man?" He snapped.

Qrow growled knowing he couldn't do anything.

"Let me go!" Ruby yelled.

"Don't say that stupid" Ruby yelled at the other version of herself.

Jaune looked at her with surprise, "Let you go? But it would be a waste if you ended up as just a pretty stain."

"Smooth Arc. Smooth." Coco teased as Jaune faces red at his alternate self boldness with his best friend.

Ruby having enough this guy's talk shoots him in his head. When the bullet makes contact with Jaune's face, it causes him to let go of the girl which results in her fall down again. This time however she's able to use the blade of Crescent Rose as a means to stop her fall. As she hangs off her weapon, she hears the sound of footst coming from the platform above.

"NO ME NO!" Ruby yelled out in horror at the fact she possibly killed her best friend.

"Huh look at that. He died earlier than I thought." Emerald laughed.

Jaune peers over the edge of the platform at the girl, sporting a bleeding bullet wound on his forehead and a miffed expression, "What the hell was that for? Here I am trying to help you and you show your thanks by shooting me?"

"Oh thanks goodness." Ruby sighed in relief.

"We shouldn't be too surprised. Getting stabbed several times with scythe only made him mad." Oscar pointed out.

Ruby, very confused with how he's even standing, responds by shooting him again.

The bullet once again makes contact, however, Jaune is able to react quickly enough to catch it between his teeth. After spitting the offending bullet out of his mouth he decides it would be in his best interest to ditch the girl, "Whatever, do as you please."

"God me! You just lost your chance at getting a friend!" Ruby said in a disapproving tone.

Ruby lowers her gun as she's finally able to pick up why she's been having a bad feeling about this guy, "So he's a demon too."

As he leaves, Jaune cleans off a bit of leftover blood from his face and wipes it on the wall. "I'm beginning to think I've got rotten luck with women," The line of fresh blood drips down the wall, creating the image of a '7.'

—

The scene changes to the very top of Temen-ni-gru, there stands a black haired woman in the rain, a ethereal full moon shining its light in the night sky, and the only sound that was present was the roaring winds in the air.

The silence would soon be broken as the sound of approaching footsteps began to come up the stairs. Jaune approaches the platform, finally making it to the top of the large tower that was Temen-ni-gru. After fighting multiple demons just to get here he was finally met with his gracious hostess, Cinder.

Cinder turned her head to address her guest, already knowing who it was, "...You showed up," She smiled.

Cinder sat forward in her seat. Ready to see herself destroy this weakening again.

Jaune walks up to her, while twirling Ivory in his hands. There was a smile on his face as he paced around the platform, "You sure know how to throw a party. No food, no drinks, and the only babe just left." Jaune lightheartedly pokes at his sister's very poor party preparation.

"My sincerest apology, brother. I was so eager to see you I couldn't concentrate on the preparations for the bash," Cinder replies with a warmth that was difficult to tell if it was genuine or not.

D-do they hate each other?" Oscar asks. "They seem pretty happy to see each other."

Jaune brushes it off continuing his pacing, "Whatever. At any rate, it's been a whole year since we last met. How about a kiss from your little brother? Or better yet, how about a kiss from this?"

Jaune immediately points Ivory directly at Cinder. The sound of lightning and thunder echoed throughout the dark sky, signaling the change in the atmosphere around the two siblings.

"So, this is what they call a heart warming family reunion eh…" Jaune questions as his face grinned, expressing that he was ready for a fight,

Cinder's eyes darkened, her facial expression becoming cold but determined, "You got that right."

Cinder opens up Yamato with her thumb, its blade gleaming in the moonlight.

"Take down, Fearless leader" Nora cheered.

"Heh. Come red. We both know how this is gonna end up."" Mercury said chuckling at her.

"I thought I told you to shut up?" Nora hissed.

—

Jaune and Cinder separated from each other, both breathing heavily from the battle, after fighting so intensely they took a moment to catch their breath. Their fight in the rain had lasted for some time, as evidenced by Cinder's hair being flat down, wet from all the rainwater.

Jaune is able to recover first so he takes Rebellion and starts charging at his sister, Rebellion's tip generating sparks as he drags it on the ground. Cinder recovers in time to evade his attempted strike, giving her the opportunity to parry with Yamato.

Jaune spins Rebellion with both hands then thrusted the sword towards Cinder, who then sidesteps the blade's path. She rotates Yamato to hold the katana backhanded, following up by knocking Jaune backwards with its kashira (pommel). Both of them quickly clashed their blades together, resulting in both of them being knocked back, Jaune having already off his feet is knocked the farthest back.

Jaune skits to one of the pillars standing on the platform, stopping his backwards momentum. He quickly draws out Ebony from her holster, and fires seven shots at his brunette sibling. The bullets are seen speeding towards Cinder who begins spinning Yamato in a quick rotating motion, deflecting three of the bullets while catching the remaining four that were originally aimed towards her.

Cinder places the caught bullets on the floor with Yamato in single file and then returns them to her blonde brother. Jaune sees the returning bullets coming towards him but he quickly lifts Rebellion over his head and is able to quickly slice through them, which then burst behind him.

"...That was fucking cool. Mercury stated and no one disagreed with him

Cinder points Yamato at him, her face expressing her frustration towards her brother, "Why do you refuse to gain power? The power of our father Ozma?"

"I thought you guys said that teacher was their dad?" Coco turned to everyone with a raised eyebrow.

"He is, that's just his real name." Blake said with a sigh. "It's a long story. Don't ask." Coco shrugs and goes back to the movie.

Jaune, after using Rebellion to help him stand, looks at Cinder as if she told him a bad joke, "Father? I don't have a father. I just don't like you, that's all."

Ozpin's heart ached hearing Jaune say that. He knew that they weren't his kids in his universe but the fact that any kids of his were fighting at all as well one of his sons rejecting him, hurted.

A moment of silence passes before the two siblings charge at each other once more, both of their swords clash against the other, while both Jaune and Cinder stare the other down. The spot where both Yamato and Rebellion met begins turning a bright orange, the generated sparks and heat being caused by the force behind both blades, as the two continue staring down the other. The whining of two metals being tested is heard, Jaune seemed to be exerting everything he had, while Cinder showed no apparent signs of exertion at all. The struggle is finally ended when Cinder strikes Rebellion away from her brother's grasp, the large sword spinning in the air until it strikes against the ground, timed perfectly as Cinder impales Jaune with Yamato.

Cinder smirks as she hears the cries of the blonde fools friends as her blade sinks into his stomach. Today was a good day. Two universes where she totally domanations. She turns to Jaune to see his reaction. To her disappointment the blonde didn't react much. Only had a stoic expression. Jaune knew he was gonna lose but didn't want to give the bitch the satisfaction of his disappointment.

His blood trickles down onto the floor and Yamato itself while Jaune grasps at the blade that was impaling his abdomen.

Cinder looks down at her impaled sibling, her face expressing neither joy or satisfaction in the act, only disappointment, "Foolishness, Jaune, foolishness. Might control everything. And without strength, you can't protect anything. Let alone yourself."

Cinder agreed with her counterpart but didn't really care on how she wasn't enjoying her other self with her impaling the fool.

"She... looks disappointed?" Mercury echoed Cinder's thoughts.

"Maybe they do love others? In some kinda weird way?" Ruby said, scratching her head in confusion.

Cinder forcibly removes Jaune from Yamato's blade then takes his amulet from him and leaves a slash on Jaune's sleeve. She looks at the amulet in her hand for a moment, fixes her hair back to its original shape, and starts to walk away but not before taking hold of Rebellion. When Jaune tries to get up, Cinder turns around and quickly impales him with his own sword.

A pan up shot shows Jaune as his blood begins pooling under him, Rebellion pinning his body to the floor.

"Do you finally have it?" Cinder turns around and there she sees Raven standing behind her, seeming to have just arrived.

"Yes. Now the spell Ozma cast will be broken," Cinder says to the scarred woman.

"Spell?" Velvet asked

"Ozpin in this universe sealed the demon world from the human alongside all of his power.

"And Cinder and Raven want to open the gate to the demon realm to get his power?" Yatshu finally speaks up.

Jaune lays on the platform unconscious, seeming like he is dead… until the skull on Rebellion changes form and the sword is launched into the air, the water rises behind Jaune as he charges ahead and tries to attack Cinder.

She quickly blocks Jaune's fist with Yamato, resulting in his hand being covered in blood as the blade sliced through it. Unlike before, Jaune's face shows no evidence of being in pain due to the injury, instead his face shows significant rage towards Cinder.

"I see, the devil inside you has awakened as well," Cinder said to him. This time showing a peaked interest.

"Holy shit Blondie doesn't that hurt?!" Fiona cried out wincing in pain just watching Jaune's hands sink into the blade.

Jaune forces his impaled arm through Yamato, his tissue healing at such an astonishing rate as once his hand is removed it shows no sign of damage or deformity. He grabs the blade once more, then uses his newfound strength to fling Cinder over his shoulder.

"Interesting. It seems like the boy's regen has increased incredibly."Salem mused on learning forward. "They seem more like my children than your Opsin." She smiles at him mocking but it dropped when Nora spoke.

"Probably because you are their mom."Nora replied nonchalantly while still looking at the movie.

Salem took pauses at this and took a closer look at Jaune in the movie and the one in the theater. She got a weird feeling from him, but she decided to push it to the back of her head and just decided the pink one was talking nonsense.

Cinder lands on her feet soon after, preparing to fight him once more before she is stopped by Raven's voice from behind her, "Wait. We should leave. For the moment we have all that we need."

A white aura surrounds Jaune as he walks towards them, his eyes dulled and his steps heavy as he slowly begins triggering the demon inside of him. It was at this time that Cinder and Raven walked away, jumping off the edge of Temen-ni-gru, letting him transform into his Devil Form for the very first time. After releasing an inhuman roar, Jaune falls to the ground unconscious, returning to his human form.

"Holy shit what was that?!" Ruby looked at Jaune in shock.

"Is that what Cinder meant when she said Jaune unlocked the devil inside of him? Because that is a badass looking devil man!" Mercury shouted, getting hyped up.

—

After some time has passed, Jaune awakens once more and gets up off of the ground. The rain having stopped results in many of the clouds to clear up, one of them showing a figure of an '8.' He rips the broken portion of the sleeve from his jacket, then picks up Rebellion. Jaune finds them gone, feeling defeated he slams his fist at the nearest pillar, which results in the top portion of the structure to explode. Jaune looks at what he's done and he discovers he has awakened newfound power, it surprisingly felt...good.

"Oh know that look." Yang had a knowing smile.

Next thing Jaune knows, he jumps off the top of Temen-ni-gru, beginning his pursuit to get his amulet back from his sister and that scarred woman. During his plummet he decides to test his new capabilities on incoming demons. The incoming Blood-goyles will do nicely.

He slays large quantities of the Blood-goes with extraordinary ease, all of his speed, strength, and agility had increased so much that he was like a blur to the normal eye. He throws Rebellion at a number of Blood-golyes, quickly impaling and to finish the job he fires Ebony at the swords pommel, increasing the speed of his sword so much that it reaches terminal velocity. Jaune chases after Rebellion until his outstretched arm is able to reach the same speed as his falling sword. Once he's able to grasp it, Jaune launches himself off of Temin-ni-grun at a horizontal angle.

"... I hate the fact that I've said that's badass to this guy more there once. Mercury muttered.

This new power felt amazing to him, he felt invincible. Powerful. Unstoppable…

That's when the giant Leviathan in the sky showed up and swallowed him whole.

Salem eyes widen at the sight of the giant whale. "Richard?!" she took a closer look and realized that it was not Richard and settled down/

—

The scene changes to a separate corridor of the tower, where both Cinder and Raven appear before an enormous locked door.

Raven is seen looking into her book, very focused on its contents, starts sharing her knowledge with Cinder, "People once cried out in fear of this tower. Temen-ni-gru, a foundation that brought out fear. Fear. Yes, fear. Can't you feel it? The rage and agonies of people. Those who are confined here... with their desires of evil being unfulfilled... It was all because Ozma slammed the door to the Demon World in their faces…"

""

Raven looks towards the gate as it begins to unlock its many safeguards. Once they undone, the doors opened, allowing the two to continue forward.

Raven before continuing on turns around to see if someone she knows followed them.

"What's wrong?" Cinder asked the distracted Raven.

"...Nothing," Raven replies, obviously lying to her about her true concerns.

"I hope Ruby comes and ends up shooting you in the head, you witch. Yang said seething with rage.

"Same here." Qrow growled in agreement.

Without another word being said, the two women begin making their way deeper into the tower of Temen-ni-gru.

—

As soon as Jaune finished destroying Leviathan's heart, the titanic beast let out a final bloodcurdling scream as it fell to the ground.

Ruby is seen somewhere outside of the tower continuing her search until she sees an enormous whale plummet to the ground. The force of the beast as it crashed down shook the very earth where she stood, its shock felt all across the tower and even by those in the lower levels. Even Cinder and Raven took note of the aftershock of the Leviathan, even if they dismissed it completely after a few seconds.

"Holy shit he just killed that Whale by himself." Coco looked on in wonder.

"Okay guys I'm blind. What the hell happened?" Fox asked, getting a bit annoyed.

"Oh sorry Fox! Uh Jaune killed a giant whale and is now covered in blood."

"Oh. That's really cool." Fox said simply.

The young crimsonette finds where the corpse of the demon landed and witnesses as its blood colored eye is being slashed as Jaune, having finally got out of the oversized whale that swallowed him. Although he did end up being covered head to toe in its blood, so it was a Pyrrhic victory.

"So, this is the next stage?" Jaune thought out loud, thinking he was by himself.

"Wait!" A voice called out behind him.

Jaune turns around to see that it was the same girl from before, and having recalled their last meeting, he had a sour feeling towards her, "If you're asking for a date, forget it. Because I made it a point not to go out with women who shoot me in the head." Emphasizing his point by pointing to a specific spot on his forehead, where he knows she shot him.

"That's a deal breaker most. You're a meanie for doing that Ruby." Nora teased the redhead. She sinks into her seat with a pout.

Ruby scoffed, "Date a demon? I'm not that desperate. Besides, I really don't care for guys who stink like blood."

Jaune quickly sniffs at his clothes, then double takes at how bad the Leviathan's blood reeked, "You're right."

That got a laugh out of most of the viewers. But Ruby shook her head a bit. She just didn't get it. A few years ago, She and Jaune were dating, but now they hate each other. It was weird and it made her feel odd. But she keeps watching.

The mood suddenly changed when both Jaune and Ruby pulled out their guns, however, they weren't aiming at each other. Soon enough, a swarm of Demons ambushed them, causing both of them to form an unofficial alliance to fight off all the various demons.

During the shootout between them and the Pride Hells the two moved back to back for a defensive advantage. Seeing as they had time to kill, Jaune thought he should get to know this mystery girl he had allied himself with, "So tell me, what's your name?"

"I don't have a name," the crimsonette quickly replied, not wanting to get buddy-buddy with a demon.

"Uh… But that Raven chick said she named you Ruby earlier." Coco pointed out.

Not dissuaded in the slightest, Jaune continues to ask questions, "Oh, then what should I call you?"

"I don't care. Whatever you want," Ruby plainly replies, she would rather be focused on killing these Hell Prides than getting distracted by chit-chat.

Jaune laughs as he jumps over a group of incoming demons, then turns back to call out to the crimsonette, "Whatever Lady. I'll leave this to you. Because I don't want to miss the party."

"Lady? That's the best you could come up with?" Yang looked unimpressive.

"More concerned that he just ditched Ruby." Blake said, crossing her arms.

"She did shoot him in the head. Might not want to deal with her," Weiss reminded her team to which Blake nods her head in agreement.

Ruby scoffed, "Who counted on you anyway?"

With the red coat demon gone, she continues fighting against the Hells. The screen shows one of her bullet shells that fell to the ground, the ammunition being a '9. millimeter'

—

Jaune enters a gothic structured room, with a stage and all. He was left wondering where the gatekeeper of this room was until a cauldron of bats emerged in the room. They all form into one shape, which happens to look like an extremely attractive redhead with deathly pale skin and crimson eyes, who'd hair acted as a covering for her bare upper body.

Jaune has to admit, as far as demons went for deceiving their prey, this was new. He liked new things.

Nevan looks upon this new guest with great interest and hunger, "Hmm, welcome sir. Is this your first time here?"

"Yeah it is. You'll be nice to me won't you?" Jaune asked her, playing along with her game.

Ruby's eyes dimmed as she turned to Jaune and muttered out "Filth." Which left the Blonde confused.

"What do I do?" He asked but Ruby didn't answer him. What should I do?!" He asked her again but still received no answer.

Nevan laughs sweetly at her guests request, one that was intended to lower his guard, "Of course I will. I'll treat you so nicely, you'll never want to leave."

"Now that's what I'm talking about," Jaune says before drawing Rebellion, making his point clear to his hostess that he wasn't here for that kind of fun.

Nevan, now knowing her guest was not a typical desire driven human, concedes to play with him for a little while. She walks towards her stage until she looks back at her blonde guest, "Then come on, Sugar."

—

Nevan falls back in defeat, or would have had Jaune not catch her in his left arm, "My, you're sweet."

Thinking she has him fooled, Nevan tries lunging at Jaune's throat before feeling her abdomen being penetrated by a bullet from Ivory.

Jaune laughs, "You'd think so, wouldn't you?"

"Good job Jaune." Ruby cheered with a wide smile which left him even more confused as she was just mad at him a few seconds ago.

Nevan also laughed, already knowing she was beaten, having already decided that it would be much easier on herself if she would surrender to him, "Alright. I'll help you. Your father was a handsome devil, but you're no slouch yourself."

"Salem blinked at the she-devil's comment on her ex's looks. And frankly she didn't appreciate it. She wanted to make sure Ozpin never knew happiness with another woman and thankfully her… possibable son killed her.

After giving up her physical form, Nevan transformed into the Devil Arm "Nevan"... an demonic electric guitar.

While performing an amazing death metal solo, Jaune showcases "Nevan's" unique ability as both a demonic guitar and an electrified scythe. The end of his act ending in a shower of fireworks and sparks.

Ruby let out a shriek at Jaune's new weapon. "It's not fair! I want an electric scythe guitar she whines."

"He plays better on the guitar than he did at beacon though." Weiss said with a teasing smirk at Jaune, who stuck his tongue out at her.

—

Meanwhile, Ruby continues to fight against the Hell Prides, utilizing her full arsenal on them while she simultaneously reloads all her weapons throughout the fight. From her pistol to her Crescent Rose.

When all the Hell Prides had been slain, a falling pistol from the sky is caught by the crimsonette, who smiled at its return.

"Welcome back!" Ruby said.

After packing all of her things, she makes her way towards the next entrance, continuing towards her end goal.

—

Raven and Cinder make their way to the final door to their destination, their end goal within their grasp.

Raven expresses excitement to Cinder, having finally been so close to their goal, "Soon we will reach the lair of judgement. Temen-ni-gru will finally regain its full function and lead us into the Demon World. The world where Ozma's power has been sealed. And the one who will lift the incantation is you, his own daughter. It must be fate."

Before they enter the chamber, Raven looks to check back the way they came, Cinder stops walking concerned of the woman's actions.

"Does that woman really bother you?" Cinder asked Raven.

Raven looked at the brunette quizzically, "What are you talking about?"

Looking back at the older woman, Cinder made her thoughts clear, "Why didn't you kill her? Perhaps, because she is your niece? Did some pesky auntie love get in your way?"

"... Why didn't she kill Ruby?" Yang realized Cinder brought up a good point. Raven was fine killing herself but didn't kill Ruby when she got the chance. It was odd.

Raven immediately became defensive in her body language and tone, "That is none of your-"

Raven is cut off when Cinder impales her in the abdomen, causing her to drop her book. Her blood trickles down onto the surface of the book, the drops that landed vaguely reminiscent of the number '10.'

While looking at the wounded Raven, Cinder decided it was time that she shared some of her own background knowledge, relating to Raven specifically, "To further your study of the black arts, you sacrificed your loving daughter, to become a devil as well. Knowing this I thought you'd be more useful to me, but I was wrong. No wonder your attainment of power is incomplete."

"... I'm not surprised my sister did this all in the search of power" Qrow muttered.

Cinder was incredibly giddy on getting her revenge on Raven, Even though it was technically her, it was close enough and she bathed in the scene with great glee.

Raven coughed up some of her blood, trickling from her mouth, before she exchanged an enraged glare towards Cinder, "What about you? You're an incomplete being as well. Both demon and human blood mingle in your veins. You dare judge me, even after you abandoned your own infant child-"

Cinder forcibly removes Yamato from Raven abdomen, her face showing genuine anger, "Shut up. Now that the final door is open, I have no use for you."

Without another word or glance, Cinder left Raven to lie at the entrance of the door as the old woman bleeds out. She has already come this far in her quest for power, she will not allow another minute pass while she is kept away from her birthright.

Everyone in the theater went dead silent at the bombshell Raven had just dropped. No one said a word and they all slowly turned toward Cinder with widen eyes with the expectation of Salem who had a mixture of anger and disappointment on her face. Cinder only look at the floor shaking as the words finally sinked in for herself.

"I… have a child?" She whispered to her in disbelief.