#Sorry if it's bad

[writingescapades]

Borrowed Heart

A/N: Not sure how happy I am with this....

The walk back was eerily quiet. Pinocchio was too used to the clanking sounds of puppets or the thuds of monsters inhabiting the streets of Krat. Now, as they walked back with the morning sun, Pinocchio felt on edge for the first time in his journey.

They had to stop often because Sophia was unused to her puppet body. Pinocchio offered to carry her back, but Sophia wanted to stand on her own after so many years. She wanted to feel the streets in this new body and familiarize herself with home once again. Home. Where even was home now? The hotel was the end goal, but what was left there for them, for him? It was destroyed, half burnt, and Lady Antonia was dead.

“The sun feels warm,” Sophia’s surprised voice cut through Pinocchio’s thoughts.

He glanced at the rising sun, then back to her. He could feel wisps of the sun’s warmth, but never had he closed his eyes and felt it as she did. She did not look at all like the Sophia he knew, but he supposed she was there.  

“I suppose it’s because I have more memories and experiences then you,” she surmised, and her eyes opened to look at him.

Instantly, Pinocchio sat down, crossed his arms, and felt the sunlight, missing Sophia’s wry smile. Slowly the sun gently coated his face and its warmth seeped into his clothes. It was, nice. Good. Why hadn’t he done this before? Maybe, if he was good, his father—.

Pinocchio sat up, walked away from the sun’s light, and took out his rapier. Sophia frowned but got up to join him. They walked back in silence once more. After a while, Sophia dared to start a conversation with the puppet.

“It’s so nice to meet you in person”.

Finally we meet, son.

Pinocchio nodded.

“I’m excited to meet everyone in person!”

When they returned, Polendina would welcome them as guests. Eugenie might have more to say to Sophia, but she might also decide to leave. Lorenzini might leave too. Who would be left to meet them?

“Pinocchio’s sweetheart is someone you should definitely meet,” chirped Gemini.

“Oh yes!” Sophia exclaimed. “It would be a dream to see the two of you together!”

It’s a dream come true seeing you like this.

She looked at the puppet, expecting to see his usual bashful face looking away. Pinocchio did look away, but his eyes were somber.

What should he do if everyone left? Should he go with them? What was there for him, a puppet without an objective? Maybe he would just return to the train cart he woke up in. Sit there and wait till he was called again, till he was needed.

Misunderstanding Pinocchio’s expression, Sophie gently patted his shoulder.

“I’m sure she’s safe, young one”.

Were you safe? Even though the puppet frenzy had stopped, there was still miasma in the air. What would make you stay?

Seeing as her words failed to make any change in the puppet, Sophia allowed silence to settle between them. When they finally approached the hotel, the sun was starting to set. As the two puppets climbed up the stairs, they could see a crowd of people lingering outside the door.

“There he is!” Eugenie’s voice cried out.

Suddenly Pinocchio found himself surrounded by all the hotel residents. Shouts of relief and laughter cocooned them, but Pinocchio could hardly make out one word from another. It was all too much. He placed a hand on his head but didn’t understand what to do.

“That’s enough,” a familiar voice called out. “Pinocchio is tired”.

At the revelation of hearing a puppet become tired, the group peered at the puppet hard and saw that your words were true. Instantly the tone shifted, and Pinocchio found himself being led by a stream of arms into the hotel. He didn’t know what happened next.

When his eyes next opened, he found himself in the dark. His eyes instantly adjusted, and he sat up. He was in a room. He felt the sensation of a hand on his head and snapped his head in the direction of the arm. You were gently smiling at him, but your eyebrows were tense and your lips thin.

Looking at you, Pinocchio felt guilt flood his system. You didn’t leave. The others didn’t leave. Polendina still remembered him.

He saw you open your mouth, but before you could say anything, his own words fell out.

“I killed my papa”.

He saw your face shift and could pinpoint some of the expressions. Surprise, confusion, and something else.

Again your mouth opened to speak, and again Pinocchio cut you off.

“I am guilty”.

He looked down and spoke the next words quietly. “I understand if you despise me”. I understand why some people despise me.

“Oh Pinocchio,” he heard you say and felt your arms wrap around his head. “What happened?”

The story came out, little by little. At times Pinocchio did not have the vocabulary to express what he went through and could only gesticulate or bring up moments in stories he read. Still, you managed to peace together the story and a sudden fury overtook you. It was too bad Geppetto had died by his own creation, you would have loved to take such honours. You looked at Pinocchio. Although he allowed you to hold him, he did not submit to your affections with the same relish and ease you were accustomed to. He sat there, awaiting judgement.

You had to think carefully over your words now. Pinocchio would forever live with them. But what do you tell a being whose entire purpose was to serve others?

“The problem with being human, Pinocchio, is that decisions have consequences. No one, but us can bear these consequences. You made the decision to save yourself. Your father made the decision to save your heart”.

“Not my heart,” Pinocchio whispered.

“Carlo’s dead,” you snapped, and Pinocchio turned to you, surprise in his face with the sudden anger you displayed.

You gently wrapped your hands around Pinocchio’s face. He could feel the warmth of your hands and relaxed when he saw the anger fading from your face.

“From head to foot, I only see my Pinocchio”.

Pinocchio looked at you and gave a weak smile. You knew it would take a long time before Pinocchio could truly believe in your words, but at least for the moment, he stopped blaming himself. Instead, he let you guide him back to the bed and wrap the blankets around him once more. Before you could leave him to rest, his hand shot out and latched onto your arm.

“Don’t leave”.

There was something deeper in his voice, and though it worried you, you didn’t hesitate to join him. In a familiar manner, Pinocchio wrapped himself around you and lay his head on your chest. He could hear your heart quietly beat. As his eyes closed, a little smile spread and a thought fluttered by. My heart is right here.

[kanashi-aivy]

In our country (Philippines) there's this belief that every first rain In May is what church uses for holy water.

There's no classes in rad because of the weather conditions, demons are adviced to stay at home.

Mc/You went to purgatory hall and texted solomon

Mc: Solomon come outside

Solomon: Mc? Why are you in the rain?

Mc: just come with me

Solomon went outside to met you in the pouring rain, both of you getting drenched by the water.

Solomon we are still human whatever we did in the past or going to do in the future, and no one can take that away from us.

[lanterness]

My first post :)

I tried to draw nyx from Hades

[moonyfr]

Forget-me-nots (Jegulus one-shot)

(326 Words)

Every Saturday since James read about Regulus' death in the daily prophet, he'd gone to the ocean.

Every Saturday since James read Regulus had been killed for trying to leave the death eaters, he'd brought a flowers. Forget-me-nots.

Every Saturday since James read that Regulus didn't even have a body to bury, he put the flowers in the water.

This Saturday was no different.

Once James was done with all his duties for the day he apparated to the shore he always went to. It had been a long day, the stars were already shining bright in the sky by the time he arrived. He walked over the sand, flowers in hand, and sat down by the water, the waves occasionally drifting over his feet. He looked at the water, saw the stars that reflected themselves in it, and looked up at the actual stars in the sky, letting out a deep breath and closing his eyes for a moment.

He began talking, about his day, what he'd done, how he felt about it. Pretending as if Regulus was there to hear it. For a moment he let himself believe that was true. That Regulus wasn't dead. That they never broke up, because Regulus was never a death eater. That they were on the same side of this stupid war. That they still talked regularly, and that Regulus was sitting beside him, listening to him talk now. But when he opened his eyes again, Regulus wasn't there. Of course not. Regulus was dead. There wasn't even a body.

He sighed and and lifted his hand, gently letting the flowers down on the water. Watching as they float away, imagining that maybe, somehow, they'd find their way to Regulus anyway, before he stood up and apparated home again. Knowing that was unrealistic and childish. What he didn't know was that somewhere, under the water of a dark cave, lay Regulus body with blue petals in it's hair.

[0lympian-c0uncil]

Rhea: I'm so glad your back... Hades!

Hades: Y-you actually said my name!

Rhea: Hades! Ha-Des? Heh! It's such a funny sounding name!

Hades: ....huh?

Rhea: Your so creative Aidoneus!

[nothingtoseehere1-2-3]

links to my fanfictions (some may not be as good, especially the TanKana ones, i was very new and inexperienced ;-;)

(NOT IN ORDER)

tagging: @iamunabletothinkofablogname and @randomexistingthing ^^

The true meaning of strength (Akaza x f!y/n angst)

Obanai x f!yn

TanKana (tanjiro x kanao)

TanKana fic pt2

the rhythm of the human heart (Gojo x f!y/n)

Shiina and milo angst fic

and that's all! enjoy mooties <3333

[ilovereadingandstuff]

In Honor of Izuku Midoriya

The Greastest forgotten Hero

How will...

...The Story End?

Edit: I updated the drawing I made by fixing the hair and shading.

[katsukichu]

Kiribaku headcanon (aged up pro hero au)

✎A/N♡ Suggestive.I'm thinking of turning this into a fic. Please be kind🥺it's my 1st time writing in a long time. Reblogs are appreciated but no pressure ofc <3

Katsuki and Kirishima absolutely adore watching you get ready.Kiri hypes you up & Kat gives you fashion advice.They're absolutely entranced when they see you putting on makeup & getting ready but both of them pout a little when you have to leave : ( . You look absolutely stunning with it on but they can't help but imagine how much cuter you'd look with it running down your pretty face. When you return (if you even end up going out 🤭) they make it their personal mission to find out whether your makeup is actually smudge or waterproof 😉.

Taglist <3

@buzzyboi79 @0lissa0 @nishikina @bakugosgorl @bakugosbratx @minninugget @aomi04 @dabis0bitch @bakubabeyy @keisurou @hannas16 @namjoonswifeyy @neko-loogi @stormcloudsbrewing @nymphoheretic @gently-folded-paper-cranes

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[cannibalspicnic]

Commander "I'm dropping hints that I banged your mom" Pelia

[a-spy-in-hisui]

Dimensional Discussion

"Hey, Marc."

"?"

"Have you ever thought about... well, before ?"

"... You mean, my life before Hisui ?"

"Y-yes. If you don't want to talk about it, I understand ! I was just nosy-"

"It's alright, don't worry, Akari. And as for your question, yes I do. Every night, for one hour before going to sleep, and almost everyday, when something reminds me of them."

"L-like what ?"

"I dunno. Situations, people, my Pokemon, the colors..."

"Colors ?"

"Yes. Red, yellow and pink. I don't know what they represent exactly, but one thing for sure is that I love them very much and never had a dull time with them."

"Wowzers, really ?!"

"Yup ! But enough talking about me. Let's talk about you."

"M-me ?!"

"Yes. We're in the same boat, except that you don't even remember your name. I'm sure that if we talk a bit, something will come back."

"How d'you know for sure ?"

"I don't. But at least we will try. So, you told me that Cyndaquil reminded you of something. Was it due to the shades, or..."

When Marc fell into this parallel Hisui, he was surprised about the differences, but the main one was that Rei doesn't have a twin sister and that he didn't fall from the sky, no. Instead, it was a child named Akari, who landed on Prelude Beach and not the Obsidian Fields. He thought that this Akari would look the same as the one back here, but Arceus, he was wrong.

Instead of a bold girl with black hair and grey eyes, instead he finds a shy and quiet child a bit older than him with black-purple hair and piercing yellow eyes.

Because the two are not good at breaking the ice, it took the two starters to push them to each other to begin to talk. And once they did, it really blossomed, with Akari asking most of the questions while Marc (being the usual know-it-all he still is) gladly answers while the two Pokemon run behind them.

Akari (well, this one) belongs to @applesjuice, with their permission.

Marc is not my character officially, but the story and idea is mine.

[cheianimatez]

Kabukimono/Kunikuzushi is my favorite type of Scaramouche

Bro was so innocent to the point he doesn't understand the concept of death and diseases-

Kabuki/Kuni: You betrayed me!!

The child: Wdym I literally died from sickness 😭💀

Niwa: *dies*

Kabuki/Kuni: You... You betrayed me--

Dottore: Surprise, little porcelain ahh puppet, I'm the who killed him 💀

But anyways, I just love his design and personality before he became Scaradookie

[p-rtyboy]

† Chióthro stimboard

Pt: Chióthro stimboard /end pt

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[moonlightpirate]

Inkpot Gods Chapter 2

Its finally here! Sorry for the delay guys! This chapter is what happens while you and Jaskier wait for Geralt and Yennefer and part of this is based on this moodboard by @sweetpeapod master list post here for chapter one ao3 link here

You woke up groggy and uncertain where you were, your last memory was of Jaskier telling to you about how he met Geralt. You look around wondering where Jaskier was. Gasping, you clutch your side as the pain reminds you of your recent injury. 

"Oh, good you're awake, I was getting worried." You heard Jaskier say. 

The ground beneath you was damp and hard. You could hear what sounded like waves. It looked like you may be in a cave but you had no idea where Jaskier was.

"Jaskier?! Where are we? What happened? Where are you?"

He appeared by your side faster than you expected, "You passed out before we got here. This is a safe spot that Geralt showed me a while back. It's sort of like a cave, but it's really well hidden. I'll show you when you're healed." Jaskier helped you to sit up and he put a gentle hand on your side where he had attempted to bandage your injury over your dress, "I didn't want to pry, so I just tried to wrap the wounds so they would hopefully start to heal. How are you feeling?". 

"I'm not sure. It still hurts." You take some of the bandages off, "looks like I've stopped bleeding at least. How long was I out?"

"About a day, I just cooked up some fish. I have some bread, if you're hungry that is."

"I'm so hungry, thank you." You smile up at him. 

His face lights up as he grabs the food, and sets it on a makeshift plate in front of you. You eat faster than usual, as the smell of the food makes you realize how hungry you are. After you finish, you both sit together in silence, unsure of what to say. 

"How long should we wait for Geralt? Or for Yennefer?" You finally inquire. 

"Honestly, I'm not sure. I figure I'll give it a week, maybe less, depending on how you are feeling." He looks at you with such care on his face. 

You smile at him and nod, still feeling anxious about being here. 

"Also, how are we going to trust them? My parents are convinced it's a shapeshifter that is after me. Do you have any questions you could ask them to confirm their identity?"

Jaskier pondered the question for a moment, "I think so. But please get some rest so you can heal."

Three days pass, and you finally feel healed enough to step outside the cave area to see just how concealed it was. It wasn't far from a beachy area, allowing you and Jaskier to work together to catch some fish to eat. You knew more about plants than he did, and found some edible berries, and other plants to add more than just fish and bread to your diets. To be safe, the two of you didn't really light a fire, especially at night. The cold made cuddling close to Jaskier a necessity, to borrow his body heat.

"You know, I promised to teach you how to sword fight. If we don't hear from Geralt, and decide to leave, it may not hurt for me to show you some moves. Especially since I don't think I'm quite strong enough to save us both in a worst case scenario."

Jaskiers face lit up at the proposal, "Yes, I would quite like that. May help me out some in the future."

"You mean as the sandpiper right?" You ask, you had heard your mother talking about the Sandpiper months ago, and now wondered if it was Jaskier she was talking about.

"How do you know about that?", he inquired looking at you first in shock then looking down at the floor sheepishly, "Honestly, it really is just a title. It's nothing that great." Jaksier blushes.

"Nothing great? You've been saving elves who are being tortured! It truly is a great thing that you are doing. Honestly, I just guessed. I heard my mother say that the sandpiper was someone close to Geralt, so I had a feeling it was you."

You both look at each other for a moment. It's obvious Jaskier is a bit nervous now that you know who he is. You gently place a hand on his shoulder, to show him some comfort.

After a bit, you finally decide to lie down. You were uncertain how much longer it was after you fell asleep, that you felt him lay down next to you, and pull you close to him. You blushed and tried to make it seem as though you were still asleep, as you enjoyed the feeling of his strong arms around you. Oh how you wished this moment would last forever.

The next day after breakfast you started to show Jaskier how best to wield a sword. 

After a few hours of practicing, Jaskier heard you laughing and sighed, "What am I doing wrong now?"

"That's not a good stance, or a good way to hold a sword. Here, let me show you."

You walk up to Jaskier, and gently use your hands to move his arms into a better position, and use your foot to guide his legs into a strong stance. Jaskier closed his eyes, he couldn't deny that your touch felt amazing on his skin. 

"How's that feeling?" You smile, stepping back and admiring his stance. 

"To be honest, it feels weird."

"Try taking a few hits on that tree there. You'll see what I mean." You laugh.

With one fluid motion, Jaskier hits the tree with the sword, and gasps in shock as he makes a dent in the wood.

"Yes! See? Now take a step back, and do it again." You cheer. 

You spent the next two days perfecting his sword skills. At the end of the second day, you decided to fake a fight, so he could get the feel of fighting someone else. Of course, between the injury on your side, and to make him feel better about himself, you definitely didn't use your whole strength against him. 

"What is going on here?" A female voice inquired. 

"Oh Yennefer thank goodness where's Geralt?" Jaskier asked, dropping the sword. 

"He's not here with you guys?"

"Do you see him anywhere?" You reply sarcastically. 

Yennefer shot you an evil glare before looking back at Jaskier. 

"I need to go find him. You are both safer here, unless the fighting I saw you doing wasn't a good sign."

"I was showing him how to sword fight so he can defend himself! Let us come with you to find Geralt!" You shout at her. 

"No! I barely even want to leave Jaskier with you! Someone needs to go check on Geralt and it will be better if it's just me rather than all of us."

You glare at Yennefer. She was definitely hiding something from you. Before you can say anything, a man appears behind her.

"No one needs to come looking for me. I am here."

It was Geralt. You look at Jaskier and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Remember to ask him the question, this could be an imposter." You whispered to him. 

Jaskier nodded, "Geralt it's great to see you! But before we continue this reunion, to be safe, I have a question for you."

"Hmm?" Geralt grunted, looking annoyed. 

"So, when you first met me in Posada, what did you tell me you smelled like?" Jaskier inquired with a sly grin on his face. 

"Really Jaskier?" Geralt sighed, " It probably was onions." 

"Yennefer the first time I met you after you healed me, what were the lyrics I sang to you?"

Yennefer rolled her eyes, "Toss a coin to your witcher, oh valley of penis."

"Perfect, you both passed the test!"

"Where are my father and mother?!" You shout. 

"I am exhausted from the battle, and I need to rest. Then you can ask questions." Geralt grumbled pushing past you and Jaskier, into the cave.

You look at Jaskier, and then Yennefer, feeling hurt and worried. Yennefer just nodded her head to acknowledge she knew your concerns, and made her way into the cave behind Geralt.

You collapse to the ground trying to hold back your tears, as the fear of your parents being dead hit you. Jaskier gently knelt on the ground next to you, putting his arm around you in an attempt to comfort you.

A few days passed and Geralt still wouldn't give you a straight answer about what happened to your family. Yennefer seemed to also do everything she could to keep you and Jaskier apart. Did she know about the prophecy? Was she trying to prevent it? You weren't sure, but right now all you felt was the rising anger in you.

[miksterrr]

Sincerly, your only child. (Part Two)

who knew that having a teacher force you to talk to the school psychologist is a great writing motivator?

anyways this is a part two of a ninjago fanfic.

Part One || ao3

about 3k words btw

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TW: Strong language (a bunch of f-bombs and more) Talk about not getting a childhood, mentions of abuse, small refernce (bleaching hair as punishment), talking about abandonment, mommy issues, letting down, references towards child negilence. Extreme misako bashing. (I think that's it- uh please let me know if there's anything else! also prolly cringey and a bunch of dialogue so)

The moment Lloyd closed the door, he broke down into sobs, running to go find someone- anyone, for some comfort. 

His legs took him to the kitchen, where he found Zane, cookbook open on the counter, and him reading through it dutifully. Lloyd blinked away a few tears before running in and crashing into Zane, smothering his face into the Nindroid’s stomach. Zane let out a little, ‘oomph,’ at the sudden weight, but didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around Lloyd.

Over the past year, the ninja have learned that Lloyd is very touch-starved. Although they were deeply saddened by the news, none of them could claim to be surprised. So, they never question when Lloyd would hug them out of nowhere. At least, they wouldn’t if the Green Bean wasn’t full on sobbing. 

Zane’s brows furrowed, taking in Lloyd’s trembling body and the growing wetness on his chest. “Lloyd? What’s wrong?” Zane rubbed the kid’s back. Lloyd only mumbled something into Zane’s chest, inaudible. Zane sighed, but didn’t push. He continued to rub Lloyd’s back, and started to rock him.

“Woah- What’s wrong with the kid?”

Zane glanced up, watching Jay enter the kitchen. Zane shrugged, “Not sure.” He frowned. “He just walked in and hugged me.” 

Jay pulled a confused face, walking up to the pair. He ran a lightning scarred hand through Lloyd’s hair. Lloyd whimpered, trying to get closer to Zane. The older two gave each other a wide-eyed look. “Kiddo? Lloyd? What’s wrong?” Jay asked, scratching the boy’s scalp.

Lloyd gulped, trying to quiet his sobs. He sniffed, pulling away from Zane. He roughly wiped his face, trying to get rid of the tears. Zane tilted his head, putting a hand on Lloyd’s cheek, causing Lloyd to stare up at him. Zane gave him a sad smile, brushing away some tears. “Lloyd, sweetie, do you need help? Or are you just sad, and need some comfort?” 

Lloyd sniffed, leaning into Zane’s hand. “I… y-yelled at mo- Misako.”

Zane and Jay’s eyebrows jumped up. It’s not often that Lloyd yells, especially not at Misako. All the Ninja have grievances with Misako, it was hard not too. But they’ve restrained from yelling at her, in fear she’ll never return. But, passive aggressive comments weren't out of the question. The elder two shared a look over Lloyd’s head. Jay bit his lip. “Why’d you do that, L?”

“I told her she wasn’t my mother.”

Their eyes widened. Jay mouthed a slur of curse words, scarred hands running through auburn hair. “Oh.” Zane hummed. His brows furrowed, ice-blue eyes scanning Lloyd. “Can you tell us why, love?” 

Lloyd rolled his eyes, shrugging. “I mean, she isn’t.” Lloyd shook his head, red eyes glancing everywhere but the two elders. “She didn’t raise me, she doesn’t come back for me. She only comes back for Uncle Wu.” Lloyd huffed. “She doesn’t even fucking know my birthday. She doesn’t deserve that title.” 

Jay and Zane shared another look. Jay let out a low laugh, hands balled, crackling with electricity. Zane let out a breath through his nose, chewing on his lip. “She doesn’t know your birthday?” He asked, trying his best to keep his voice even. Zane pulled his hand away from Lloyd, wringing his own hands together.

Lloyd gave a wet laugh. “I don’t even have a birth certificate!” Lloyd rubbed a hand down his face. “I don’t exist.” He sniffed.

Zane took a deep breath, giving a side eye to Jay, a warning. He tugged Lloyd back into his arms. “It’s okay, hon. We’ll get you a birth certificate!” Zane let out a small laugh. He pulled away from Lloyd again, but kept his hands on the smaller boy’s shoulders. Zane bent down to look Lloyd in the eye. “You exist.” Zane smiled, brushing back some of the blond’s hair. “I promise.”

Lloyd smiled back, eyes watering. He was fast to wipe them away. “Yeah Lloyd!” Jay tried, a half smile appeared on his face. “You definitely exist, I mean, I’m looking at you, kid.” Jay rubbed his hands together. “We’ll make you a birthday!” Jay grinned, his crooked teeth on full display. “You can take one of those ‘what’s my zodiac signs test,’ and that’ll determine your birth month, and then just pick your favourite number!”

Lloyd giggled, staring up at Jay. “That sounds fun.”

“Yeah?” Jay grinned back.

“Jaaayyyy- what’s taking you so long?” Kai groaned, walking into the kitchen. The brunet paused, finally taking in the scene before him. Jay’s hair was standing on end, his fingers were twitching every few seconds, a small electric current passing between them. Lloyd had dried tear marks on his face, his eyes noticeably puffy, and he was as close to Zane as he could be, without fully being in the ice user’s arms. Speaking of such, the room was noticeably a few degrees cooler than the hallway, despite the oven being on. “What happened?” Kai asked, hot anger crawling up his neck.  The three glanced at each other. Kai raised a brow, “Well?” 

Lloyd chewed his lip. Jay wrapped his arms around himself, studying the floor. Zane sighed, he glanced at Lloyd before looking back at Kai. “Misako doesn’t know Lloyd’s birthday.”

Kai’s eyes widened. “W-what?” He growled, amber eyes narrowing.

“Misako doesn’t know my birthday.” Lloyd remarked, he bit his tongue, slowly shaking his head. “She never filled out a birth certificate for me, she probably didn’t have me at a hospital.” Lloyd started to pick at his cuticles, but stared Kai in the eyes. “Legally, I don’t exist.”

Kai’s brows raised, he gave a short nod. “Okay.” Flames licked at his fists. He gave one last glance to his brothers, before turning on his heel, and walking down the hallway. 

“Wait- Kai-”

The three scrambled after the fire user, trying to stop him.

“Misako!” Kai called, a low laugh escaped him. Imprints of his feet were being burned into the ground of the bounty.

“Kai!” Lloyd yelled. He grabbed Kai by the wrist.

Kai ripped his wrist out of Lloyd’s hand. “What the fuck Lloyd?!” He whirled around to meet the smaller boy. “You could’ve burned your hand off! Bye-bye! Lloyd no longer has a left hand!” Despite his concern, Kai made no move to touch the younger boy, his hands still burning hot.

“I don’t get burned as easily as everyone else!” Lloyd retorted, raising his left hand. Kai glanced at his palm, there was maybe, maybe, a red tinge, if anything at all. Kai sighed, he rubbed his face.

“Okay.” Kai muttered. He closed eyes, taking a deep breath in, before opening them again. “Okay.” He repeated. He stared into Lloyd’s pleading ruby eyes. “Okay. Tell me what happened.”

Lloyd glanced back at Jay and Zane before looking back at Kai. “Short version?”

Kai ran a tan hand through his spiky hair. “Sure! Whatever’s faster.”

Lloyd rolled his eyes. “Misako’s back. I realized she only came back for Wu. I yelled, she yelled. I realized she’s hated me since I was born because she was fucking scared of me. Then I disowned her.”  

Kai swallowed, brows furrowed, he slowly nodded. “Okay.” 

“Okay?”

“What the fuck?” Nya was behind Kai. Greased smeared on her face, hair a frizzy mess. She was dressed in black leggings and a red tank top. There was a wrench in her hand.

“Nya-” Lloyd tried.

“Where is this motherfuckin’ bitch-”

“Nya!” Kai yelled.

Nya’s cyan eyes snapped to Kai. 

Kai gulped.

“You’re burning your fucking footprints into the floor Kai. You don’t get to talk.”

Kai sputtured. Jay and Zane shared a tired look. Lloyd was looking somewhere between angry and about to cry, again.

“Woah, party in here.” Cole snorted, coming in through the deck, broom in hand. He stopped, taking in everyone’s appearance. Zane and Jay have the same, ‘thank fuck your here Cole,’ and ‘get the fuck out of here, Cole.’ Lloyd was dressed in oversized clothing, making him look even smaller, and his eyes were puffy. Kai’s footprints were burned into the wood. Nya looked like she was the fire master, and not Kai. “What the fuck?” The ravenette sighed. 

“Misako gave Lloyd up because she was scared of him!” Nya was the one who spoke first, waving her wrench all around. 

“What the fuck.” Cole repeated. The bags under his mauve eyes seem even bigger. He pinched the bridge of his nose. He glanced down at Nya. “Give me the wrench.” 

“No!”

“Nya.”

“Cole.”

Cole raised a brow. “You’re not physically harming Misako.” 

Nya grumbled, “But-”

“Nya-” Cole sighs, holding out a hand.

“She deserves it!” 

“Nya.” 

Jay snorted. “Dad voice.” Jay whispered to Zane. Zane smirked. Cole’s gaze flickered to them, Jay squeaked. Zane raised a brow. Cole focused back on Nya.

Nya grumbled, handing the wrench to Cole. “Not fair.”

Cole rolled his eyes. “You’ll thank me later.” Nya quirked a brow. “Sensei won’t be mad at you.”

“Students.” 

Cole jumped, dropping the broom. He fell back in line with Nya, and turned around to face Wu and Misako. 

“Fuck.” Jay whispered. Zane pulled Lloyd behind him. Lloyd fisted Zane’s grey and blue cable knit sweater. Nya fell back to stand in front of the two, while Kai and Cole stayed in the front.

“Sensei.” Cole bowed. Kai glared at Misako. 

Wu gave a nod of acknowledgement to Cole. “Nephew.”

Lloyd stayed silent, his only movement were his fists tightening on Zane’s sweater. Jay moved slightly in front of Zane, almost trying to hide Lloyd even more. Cole glanced back at them, before turning to stare at Wu again. “What’s up Sensei Wu?”

“I believe I was talking to Lloyd, Cole.”

“I believe that Lloyd doesn’t want to talk to you.” Cole retorted. 

Wu raised a brow, he glanced at Misako. “Lloyd, I’d prefer if we sorted this out in private.”

“No need, Sensei.” Kai gave the old man a tight smile. “We already know what’s going on.”

Wu sighed. “Please. This is a family matter.”

Nya scoffed. “We are his family.”

Wu cringed. “Of course you are, but this is for blood family.”

“That’s fucking bogus.” Nya sneered.

“Language.” Wu reprimanded, he had a white knuckle grip on his staff. 

“Lloyd, sweetie-” Misako tried.

“Oh, don’t even try.” Nya laughed, her fists balled. She was eyeing the wrench that was still in Cole’s hand.

“Nya-” Wu tried again.

“Sensei, with all due respect, we don’t believe Lloyd speaking to Misako alone is in the best interest of his mental state.” Zane spoke up this time, he stared straight forward. 

Misako scoffed. “He’s my son.”

“You birthed him. You may be his mother, but you are not his mom.” Zane retorted. Misako’s face was turning red. Zane raised a brow.

“You have no right-”

“I have had the right since before your ‘son,’ ran into my kitchen, sobbing.” 

Misako glowered. She took a step forward. 

Kai did the same thing. Cole put a hand on the fire ninja’s shoulder. Kai glanced back at him. Cole quirked an eyebrow, mauve eyes glancing down at Kai’s fists. 

Misako paused. 

Kai sighed. He glanced down at his fists before rolling his eyes. They were small, twin flames, heating up on both fists. Kai shook them out. He kept his glare trained on Misako.

“Well, Cole.” Misako sighs, gazing up at the tallest. “It seems that you are the leader, so you have to listen to reason.” She glanced down at her watch. “If you would just tell your team,” She sneered. “That all I want to do is to clear some things up with my son, in private.”

Cole raised a brow, he glanced back at Lloyd. “Lloyd, bubs, do you want to be alone with your mom?” 

Lloyd shook his head rapidly, tears blooming in his starking ruby eyes.

Cole nodded, turning back to Misako.“Yeah, he doesn’t want to be alone with you.” A small smile graced his dark face.

Misako scoffed, she glanced at Wu. “This is ridiculous- He is a child. And you’re listening to him?!”

Nya snorted. “Kids have opinions, Misako.”

Misako sneered. She turned towards Wu. “You’re really going to let them talk to me this way?!”

The old man bit his lip, concerned shining in his golden eyes. He tried his best to get a look at Lloyd. “If Lloyd doesn’t want to talk to you, then he doesn’t have to.” 

The ninja glanced at each other. They shared a small smile. 

“Are you kidding me?!” Misako barked. “Well, assuming Lloyd told you all about his little temper tantrum, I just want to get a few things sorted out, before I have to leave again.”

Kai laughed. “Oh? You’re leaving, again? What a big surprise.” 

Misako rolled her eyes. “My job-”

“Oh, it’s all about your job, huh?!” Kai rolled his eyes.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Misako questioned, eyes blazed. “My job has given you important information.” 

“You left Lloyd at a boarding school, because of your job.” Jay piped up. “So, maybe, that’s why, we don’t care.” 

Misako growled. “My job was no place for a child-”

“Then where’s his birth certificate?” Zane asked. Cole and Nya’s gaze snapped back at Zane, their eyes questioning him. Misako froze. Wu stared at her, brows furrowed.

“Misako?” Wu questioned, old eyes switching between her and Zane. “What does Zane mean?” 

“That brat.” Misako muttured.

“Misako.” Wu hissed.

“Sensei Wu.” Zane started. Wu turned towards him. “Lloyd told me, just ten minutes ago, that he had a fight with Misako, where she told him she doesn’t remember his birthday and that he doesn’t have a birth certificate. She doesn’t know how old he is.” 

Wu blinked, hand covering his mouth. “Misako?” He whispered. 

“I was protecting him!” Misako tried. They all shared a confused glance. Misako gulped. “Lloyd would have become a science experiment!” A wobbly smile appeared on her face. “I was saving him.”

“Saving me?” Lloyd scoffed. He stepped out from behind Zane. “You made my life worse!” He gasped, he blinked away some tears. “You gave me to a school whose main mission was to turn me into a fucking villain, mom!” Lloyd heaved. “Do you even know what their punishments were?”

Everyone’s head snapped towards Lloyd. Kai and Cole glanced at each other, as did Zane and Jay. Nya stared at Lloyd, a hand covering her mouth. Wu looked like he was questioning his entire life. “Punishments?” Misako whispered. 

“Oh, yeah.” Lloyd snorted. “Punishments. If we were good, did a good deed, didn’t say enough fucking curse words, we’d get punished.” Lloyd nodded. “I’m not a natural blond, Misako.” He tugged a strand of his hair. Misako stared at him, hazel eyes wide. “Oh yeah, they would bleach my hair, every day, until it fell out.” Lloyd’s brows jumped up, a small grin forming on his face. “ They didn’t give a fuck if it got in my eyes or on my skin.” He clicked his tongue. “Fucking, they more than likely hoped that the bleach killed me.” He snorted. “One less mouth to feed, y’know?”

“Lloyd-” Misako whispered, reaching a hand out. 

“Who knows Mom? Maybe I decided I actually preferred being blond. Maybe, my hair is actually permanently blond, because of the bleach.” Lloyd laughs. “Oh, but the best part mom? That was one of the easier punishments.” 

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the kid. “Oh, I got off easy, because they were scared of dad. They only did it when they realized he didn’t have a way to hurt them.” Lloyd let out a breath. “You knew, I was the Green Ninja, Mom.” Lloyd stared at her in the eyes. “And you still gave me away to the school that punishes good behavior, and I tried, Misako. I tried being evil. It didn’t take.”

“Lloyd…” Misako whispered, tears were brimming in her eyes. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know.”

Lloyd rolled his eyes. “Don’t.” He sighed. Lloyd gave his mom one last stare. “I don’t care anymore, Mom. Misako.” He shook his head. “I’ve heard karma’s a bitch.” He winked at her, a smirk on his face, as he turned, and walked deeper into the bounty. 

“Lloyd!” Misako called, trying to go after him. Cole stopped her, a hand placed on her shoulder. He turned her around.

“I don’t even know why you thought that would work.” Cole snorted, he gave her a small push towards Wu. Cole and Wu shared a look. After a few seconds of silent communication, Cole nodded. He turned towards his team and ushered them deeper into the bounty. 

Wu waited a few more minutes after the Ninja were out of sight. He turned towards Misako. “Really?” He whispered.

“What?” Misako snapped. She glanced at him, before rolling her eyes. “I didn’t know.”

“You could’ve left him with me.”

She paused. She wrung her hands together. “I- uh… I didn’t…” She sighs.

“I knew he existed, Misako.” Wu hissed. “I could’ve taught him. He didn’t have to go through that fucking trauma.” He glared at her from under his hat. 

“Wu- please.” She tried.

Wu just shook his head. “I can’t believe I ever loved you.” He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Go.” 

“What- Wu, don’t act so rash.”

Wu scoffed. “You abandoned your son, Misako. You didn’t even leave him in capable hands.” He shook his head. “You always thought he was a monster.”

“I was protecting you-”

“Don’t even try that with me, Misako.”

“Wu, please.”

The older couple stared at each other for a few seconds. Misako was trembling, close to tears. Wu, was blinking away a few tears of his own. “Misako, you should leave.”

“We’re family, Wu.”

“You’re my sister-in-law, Montgomery.”

Misako sneered. “You’ll need me.”

Wu shook his head. “I have other ways of finding your knowledge.”

Misako growled. “You’ll regret this.” She moved towards the door leading to the deck. “You’ll regret this for the rest of your short fucking life, Wu.”

Wu slowly shook his head. “Sounds like the only one regretting things, is you Misako.”

Misako glared at Wu one last time before storming out the door, and off the bounty. Wu watched her leave. He closed the door behind her. Wu gripped his wooden staff tightly, “I’m sorry, brother.” He whispered. 

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PTTS Bonus Episode

I came up with a horrifying idea right before going to sleep. It's set in the PTTS universe, but its genuinely terrifying tone (we're talking straight-up horror) clashes so much with the rest of it that I can't make it part of the series.

So consider it an unaired episode that was completed but didn't make it to the public until the DVD release as a bonus feature. It is considered non-canon.

And yes, of course it focuses on Vigi and Maria because I can't take my mind off those two lately.

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Title: "Bad Spirits"

Season: 3

Summary: Maria hears of rumors about a cursed area in the forest. It's said that any life that enters it never comes out. But that can't be true. People have exited that area. Sure, they were terrified, but the rumors must have been an exaggeration. So she turns it into a fun, spooky camping trip with Vigi. However, she finds out there was a little bit of truth to the rumor...

Notes: You ready for this? Good, let's keep reading.

As the two set up camp, they're not really taking it all that seriously. They're just having a laugh, sharing stories about scarier stuff they've encountered, and just having a fun time overall.

However, things change that night when Vigi begins to feel a little... off. At first, he starts to feel a massive headache that he tries to shrug off. But then, it starts to get worse and worse, and his senses start to come loose before he collapses.

As Maria moves him to a cozy area of the tent, believing him to be sick, she ends up going to sleep herself nearby...

But Vigi isn't asleep. He's panicking in this state. He can't move or speak or even open his eyes. He can feel his own body, but nothing else. And all sounds that enter his ears sound extremely distant.

All sounds... except one. His grandfather's ghost appears to him, sounding comforting but still obviously terrified for him. He tells him that there's a lot of ghosts out here. Bad ones. And one of them has taken an interest in him and is weakening his soul so it can take over his body.

Unfortunately, John E. Cheese is unable to drag the bad spirit out of his grandson due to how different these ghosts are, so all he can do is encourage him to hold out and fight back until he can find a way to help him.

Vigi holds out for as long as he can, but eventually ends up being taken over, only able to watch where his body's walking towards.

And it's walking towards the lake.

John wakes Maria up, tells her who he is and what's happening to Vigi. Maria immediately rushes to save him.

As a possessed Vigi stands right next to the lake, he's given a good look at it. There's skeletons and remains of rotten vegetables at the bottom, and frothy yellow foam at the top. So many people have been possessed and led to their deaths in that lake, and he was next.

Before his body takes a step in, though, Maria tackles him and pins him to the ground, yelling at the evil ghost taking over his body.

She tries and tries to will Vigi's soul back to strength, but it's useless. As it seems all hope is lost, a magical bolt descends from the sky and hits Vigi, expelling the ghost taking him over.

As Vigi's eyes close and he hears Maria screaming his name, he swears he can see someone standing in a nearby tree holding a magic staff...

Much later, Vigi wakes up at home. He's back in control of his body. Maria's right next to him, looking overjoyed. The two discuss what happened. Apparently, he's been out for days while his soul recovered. Maria hadn't left his side all that time.

He reminds himself never to go there ever again, before thanking Maria for being there for him and stopping the evil ghost from killing him.