#but then I thought about aya getting her ability and kicking his ass and now I want that

[no-brain-just-akutagawa]

a new unexpected member of the Aya protection squad

[ID: An edited Arlo meme. Instead of Rosa there's a smiling Fedya and instead of Arlo there's a screaming Aya. The text reads: "I've only had Aya for a sec and a half but if anything happened to her I would kill everyone in this world and then myself". End ID]

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Massive Headcanon Post

ALRIGHT I HAVE IDEAS!!! I think.... Headcanons below the damn cut because they’ll be separated into different series! God I hope this becomes a thing I do...

Please enjoy!! 

Fate

Raikou’s favourite time of day is dawn. She likes to see the sun coming up and the hope of a new day washes over her, making her look forward to another day of her being not insane as she believes she is. 

Shikibu secretly collects figures of the other Casters and sometimes makes them move with her magic, re-enacting something she sees in her head. She then writes out in her little diary, as if it was the most interesting thing ever when really...she made them kiss with her own figure she had gotten made.

Arturia also does baking on the side whenever she’s alone and she’s made sure that the cafeteria is empty. She’s been caught several times but they let her do her thing as she looked determined to get the recipes down. This is usually to thank everyone who has helped her, especially her master.

Tiamat likes to decorate mindlessly when she’s stressed. She’ll do it usually with Christmas decorations she has in her room, because she likes how fun they look. Sometimes it might be with Halloween ones. The Primordial Mother just likes decorating so much.

Europa sometimes might summon Talos and pet him to calm herself down. Having her bull close to her soothes her, especially when she sees things aren’t going as well. If she doesn’t have her bull, she’ll curl up and try to breathe but it doesn’t work sometimes.

Irisviel isn’t too fond of people badmouthing her children. Especially those she considers her own. She’ll kick the crap out of you so hard that you won’t even get up for the next week.

Black Clover

Asta hates it when people ask about his parents or drill into him that he should have died way too long ago. He’s never had any proper blood parents so he’ll say the Father at the church he was raised at is his dad. But when people say that doesn’t count, he won’t like it. He’ll also say that the belief in his comrades helped him live.

Noelle isn’t actually too close to the Mama Squad. She feels awkward around them. Or any sort of mother figure as she has no idea what to say. She’s also afraid of breaking down in front of them as it’s not becoming of a royal as she has drilled into her head. 

Vanessa only drinks to make sure the lonely thoughts don’t invade her mind. She hates feeling lonely and drinking helps alleviate it. But when she doesn’t, her mind starts playing on the fact that she’ll be alone forever and she just heads to bed, crying.

Bleach

Ichigo has nightmares about Yhwach from time to time. He always thinks about how he could have ended it a lot more quicker so that everyone could have lived. He always imagines several outcomes. But whenever he opens his eyes, he remembers those who have died in the War and it hurts him so much.

Orihime wishes she was as strong as Yoruichi. She has one of the strongest abilities yet she hates how indecisive she can be. She has kept to herself that her kind heart has hindered her so much, even with the amount of people telling her it’s her best trait and one that should be kept as there was enough hate in the world.

Yoruichi often feels like a failure. She has strongly felt this ever since Aizen and it continues to eat away at her even after the Thousand Year Blood War. 

Highschool DxD

Issei often feels like the girls that love him aren’t real. That he’s not really deserving of their love. He has these thoughts that plague his mind every other day that tell him that Rias is lying or that Raynare is actually still alive and is playing tricks on him.

Rias does her best to be there for everyone. But hates how her own duties stops her from doing that which instead makes her rely on Issei to see how everyone is. It’s not just as the alpha female in the harem, it’s as a friend to everyone.

Sona secretly enjoys dressing up with her sister, Serafall, as it reminds her that one day she may not be able to spend much time with her. So she never tells her to go away whenever Serafall is with her, rather she’ll just bear it and blush in embarrassment.

Date A Live

Kotori still enjoys the kids meals at the nearest restaurants as she loves how cute they are always made. She’ll always add it in with another order so she gets to indulge in how cute it is before devouring it.

Kurumi isn’t a big fan crowds. Whilst it does help her with her concealment, she feels her heart race whilst being within them. She has to take a moment in the shadows to get her heart to a more normal rate before going back in there again.

Love Live!

Umi is always the strict one. However, she almost always feels bad when she has to berate someone because in her own home, she has been treated a lot more harshly as the next head of the Sonoda household. But she keeps this fact closely guarded.

Kotori is always thinking about something. Usually about how to get Honoka to be hers only but she never acts upon it. She’d hate that she’d feel horrible if she did make Honoka only hers and “took out” the other competition that is her idol group. So instead, she gets out of this habit through fashion designing.

Mari isn’t actually a big fan of showing her wealth off to other people, only her friends. Sometimes she accidentally does it and then they try and cosy up to her. She hates that. She can see right through them and immediately denies them.

Chika doesn’t actually have many passions except idols. If it weren’t for idols, she would most likely stare blankly into the ceiling of her home as she would take over the Ryokan Inn that her mother owns. She’d just wonder what she was doing, whether or not if existing was right or not.

Karin has been offered various modelling gigs, which is of no surprise. However, there have been times when she has considered going 18+ modelling but refused in the end. She was curious yes but will never do it.  Of course, she’s just about getting by.

Emma has always been Karin’s best friend. They always look out for each other. However, Emma can see whether or not something is bothering Karin but doesn’t ever bring it up. Instead, she just wants to see her happy.

Bang Dream!

Sayo is a girl of many secrets. She only ever tells them to her twin sister, Hina as of late. Before, she’d never tell anyone about herself and if she did, it was only the bare minimum. She’s still closed off as she refuses to get hurt by anyone.

Tomoe is always overworking herself. She has lots of volunteering and things she does, which always leaves her knackered (tired as fuck) at the end of the day and all she wants to do is sleep. Even on days when she looks like she’s okay, she isn’t. She wants to rest.

Aya is clumsy and will get lost, just not as often as Kanon, her friend. However, she feels inadequate as an idol. She has trained for this but it always bothers her, as it goes into late night practices and early dawn nap times. She has considered giving up so many times, because of all the hate she has seen, even with her idol group, she’s usually the one with the most hate as she is at the centre most of the time.

Arisa is just gay as fuck. But she isn’t sure if it’s right to feel that way or not about certain people (KASUMI TOYAMA)

My Hero Academia

Kyouka has an innate talent of analysing quirks as well, she has never realised it. She has an analytical brain that can probably compete with Midoriya’s if she applied what she knew about music into hero work. 

Momo hasn’t been the biggest fan of being raised rich. She always wondered what it’d be like to live a normal life, without all the privilege and weight of a legacy she has  on top of her.

Danganronpa

Tenko has always been confused about what to feel about the ‘degenerate males’ she has met. Especially the likes of Shuichi and Makoto. She has wondered if her view of them being horrible is skewed as she seems Shuichi as one of her closest friends. But she won’t ever admit that, ever. 

Kaede really wants to know if she can stop with the piano puns. She likes to make them too much.

Makoto hasn’t exactly had the easiest time mentally. The death of his friends always haunts him even in his sleep. The screams, lights, flames, everything. He remembers all the details vividly and when he tries to reach out for them, their dead bodies are there on the floor.

Komaru has a hard time of knowing if she fits in or not as she had been taken from school and is now older than what she believes she is. She sits there wondering if it’s right to be this way now or not.

Other Muses

Jotaro is very cautious of everyone he meets. He doesn’t want a repeat of what happened in Egypt if he gets too close to anyone he likes. Even if DIO is gone, he’s never gotten rid of the feeling that someone will die in his presence or in his name.

Levi has a soft spot for his brats. He basically sees them as his children as this point and he may have been called dad once or twice by a few them. He enjoyed that but only gave them a glare.

Weiss is a soft gay for Ruby. But apart from that, she’s fine with both guys and girls. 

Mami always has the feeling of her wish being selfish at the back of her mind. It’s there nagging away at her as if it would come back to bite her in the ass so she’s always out there doing her best for her juniors and always on the look our for Kyoko Sakura.

Natsu hates how his former guild had treated him. He isn’t a dumbass who can’t do anything right, rather he’s someone who was the most attuned to his emotions as his flames prove. If he meets anyone from there, he won’t hesitate to take them out with one punch.

Lelouch actually had a crush on Cornelia for a brief moment before knowing of his relation to her. He decided to drop it and add her to the list of “Siblings I absolutely adore” but from time to time he does wonder if they weren’t related, would they take over the world together?

Haru has pictures of her friends in a small box. She also has one thing they owned within it too. She’s unaware of how strange this is.

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Fika: The One Coffee Tradition That Will Make You Rethink Your Daily Brew

Coffee in Sweden: More Than Just a Drink, It’s a Lifestyle

Picture this: You’re strolling through Stockholm on a crisp autumn afternoon. The air is filled with the aroma of freshly baked cinnamon buns, mingling with the rich scent of dark, strong coffee. You step into a cozy café, where friends, coworkers, and even strangers pause their busy lives for a shared moment of warmth and conversation. This isn’t just a coffee break. This is fika, an integral part of Sweden coffee culture.

Fika (pronounced fee-kah) isn’t just about coffee. It’s a sacred Swedish tradition that embodies the idea of slowing down, being present, and truly enjoying life’s little pleasures. If you think coffee culture is just about caffeine, you’ve never experienced fika.

Let’s explore Sweden’s deep-rooted love for coffee, how you can experience it for yourself, and why this Nordic nation takes its coffee seriously.

📌 Related Read: The Best Coffee Recipes to Try at Home

What Is Fika and Why Do Swedes Take It So Seriously?

In Sweden, coffee is not just a drink—it’s a social institution. While many countries see coffee as fuel to get through the day, Swedes see it as an opportunity to connect. Fika is the ritual of sitting down, sipping coffee, and sharing a sweet treat with colleagues, friends, or even alone. It’s an unspoken rule that no matter how busy you are, you make time for fika.

💡 Fun Fact: Swedes drink an average of 8.2 kg of coffee per person per year, making them one of the world’s top coffee consumers!

📌 Related Read: Why Scandinavians Drink So Much Coffee

A Coffee Story: Experiencing Fika for the First Time

An American journalist named Mark, once visited Sweden for what he thought would be a quick business trip. Used to chugging down coffee in his car while answering emails, he was baffled when his Swedish colleagues insisted on stopping everything at 10 a.m. for fika.

At first, he thought it was a waste of time. "Why are we just sitting here drinking coffee?" he asked. But as he watched his coworkers relax, engage in deep conversation, and truly enjoy their moment of pause, he realized fika wasn’t just about coffee—it was about living in the moment.

By the end of the week, Mark had fallen in love with fika. He found himself savoring every sip, actually listening to conversations, and feeling less stressed despite a full workload. “It’s like therapy,” he told me. “But with caffeine and pastries.”

Where to Experience Fika in Sweden

If you ever find yourself in Sweden, here are some of the best spots to experience an authentic fika:

☕ Vete-Katten (Stockholm): A classic 1920s-style café famous for its Swedish pastries and strong coffee. ☕ Kaffeverket (Stockholm): A modern café with minimalist design, known for its expertly brewed specialty coffee. ☕ Da Matteo (Gothenburg): A roastery and bakery with the perfect cozy ambiance for a long fika session. ☕ Kafé Magasinet (Gothenburg): A vibrant, greenhouse-style café that serves great coffee and local baked goods.

📌 Related Read: Top Coffee Shops in Stockholm You Must Visit

Fika Around the World: Where You Can Experience It Without Flying to Sweden

The beauty of fika is that it doesn’t require a plane ticket—it’s a state of mind. While Sweden has perfected the art of coffee breaks, you can still find fika-inspired cafés in cities around the world.

Vete-Katten (Stockholm, Sweden)

Address: Kungsgatan 55, 111 22 Stockholm, Sweden​tripadvisor.com+4D&B+4yelp.com+4

Website: https://vetekatten.se/en/

2. Kaffeverket (Stockholm, Sweden)

Address: Sankt Eriksgatan 88, 113 62 Stockholm, Sweden​heartlanderoverseas.wordpress.com+7followmygut.com+7bestcoffee.guide+7

Website: https://www.kaffeverket.se/

3. Da Matteo (Gothenburg, Sweden)

Address: Magasinsgatan 17A, 411 18 Gothenburg, Sweden​

Website: https://damatteo.se/

4. Kafé Magasinet (Gothenburg, Sweden)

Address: Tredje Långgatan 9, 413 03 Gothenburg, Sweden​

Website: https://www.kafemagasinet.se/

5. Fabrique Bakery (London, UK)

Address: Arch 389, Geffrye St, London E2 8HZ, United Kingdom​

Website: https://www.fabrique.co.uk/

6. FIKA (New York, USA)

Address: 824 10th Ave, New York, NY 10019, USA​

Website: https://www.fikanyc.com/

7. Fika Swedish Kitchen (Sydney, Australia)

Website: https://www.fikaswedishkitchen.com.au/

Address: 5b Market Lane, Manly NSW 2095, Australia​

Or, you could just bring fika into your own life. Find a local café with a relaxed vibe, order a strong black coffee, pair it with a cinnamon bun or a cardamom roll, and just...pause. Enjoy the moment. That’s fika.

A Swedish Coffee Recipe to Try at Home

Want to bring the taste of fika into your kitchen? Try making Kanelbullar, Sweden’s iconic cinnamon rolls. They’re less sweet than the American version, but perfectly paired with a cup of strong coffee.

Swedish Cinnamon Rolls (Kanelbullar) Recipe

📌 Click Here for the Full Recipe

Why You Should Embrace Fika in Your Daily Life

In a world obsessed with productivity, fika reminds us to slow down and appreciate the little moments. It’s about enjoying good company, indulging in something sweet, and taking a breather from the chaos of daily life.

Next time you find yourself rushing through your coffee break, take a page from Sweden’s book—sit down, sip slowly, and experience a moment of peace. Who knows? You might just start a fika tradition of your own.

Would you try fika? Or have you already experienced it? Let us know in the comments! ☕

Source: Fika: The One Coffee Tradition That Will Make You Rethink Your Daily Brew

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Lugalbanda's Request Pt 6 (Hakuno, Gilgamesh, Enkidu)

Previous Parts: One – Two – Three – Four – Five

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Gods were… strange things.

As the false niece of Ishtar, she’d learned a great deal about what kind of expectations the gods held for their own kind. She’d learned that everyone was faithful until they were not. Everyone was kind until they were not. Everyone told the truth until they did not.

Wealth was a given. Suffering was a myth.

Most importantly, anyone could be in anyone else’s bed and that was natural.

That was why, waking up next to a blond man and a green haired… being- Hakuno found herself sitting up, sighing loudly.

The being was a clear indicator that she’d probably fallen asleep in Enki’s territory again. She’d probably gone fishing or something… but the blond…

She leaned over him, studying his face.

Despite the bruises here and there on his person and the stubble growing on his face, the man bore a remarkable resemblance to Utu.

Utu only had the one son though… Lugal-what’s his name.

That guy had died ages ago.

Who was this? Was he a lesser deity?

Technically, there were hundreds of gods lounging about in the realm of the gods, but she’d never really seen any that stood out. What’s more, the place they were in was immaculate. It was definitely a major god’s home.

The man’s eyes were opening.

“Good morning,” Hakuno greeted.

“You’re awake,” the man yawned as he spoke, the slightest bit of moisture coming to those eyes.

“I did. Thank you for housing me for the night.”

“Hmm?”

She moved to climb off the bed, frowning as she realized her clothes weren’t nearby.

“…Are you looking for something?”

“My clothes…”

“You ruined them when you were thrown into the Euphrates,” the man told her. “I brought you here since the gods have abandoned you.”

Of course. That made sense. She’d fallen into the rivers in the realm of the gods before. The gods were known for fishing one another out after a drunken night, housing them because of their inebriation and wanting to see to their wellbeing. Especially lesser-

“I WAS ABANDONED?!”

Her voice was louder than necessary, but she spun around and stared at the man in horror.

“You aren’t a goddess,” the man pointed out.

No no no, how had the gods found that out?!

She’d been careful! She’d gone out of her way and had Utu and Aya fooled!

Hakuno wiped at her face, groaning.

“Do you remember anything?”

“I was picking flowers!”

She needed them. Her magecraft and her ability to heal was amplified by those blooms. At this point, her meager divinity could be amplified at her own leisure so long as she used her magecraft. It was tiring to do, but she could do that and heal… and the gods weren’t really ones in need of healing.

“How many know about this?” She demanded.

The man smirked. “Myself, my attendant, my friend in this bed-“

“Hello, maiden!” The being from before waved a hand. “You smelled like Enki a bit!”

SHIT!

The being knew Enki. That meant that Enki knew.

That trickster god had a mouth that ran like a waterfall. Everyone would know by nightfall.

Hakuno ran her hands over her face, groaning again.

“You should have let me drown,” she complained.

“Why would we do that?” The being argued. “We had you marry Gil last night. I get to join your bed since I kicked his ass.”

“We had a tie,” the blond argued.

“Hold on,” Hakuno waved her hand at the two. “What’s this about marriage?”

“You are married to me,” the blond told her. “My attendant was complaining so I deemed it so.”

…Was he serious?

“…I’m gonna… I’m going to leave now…”

She motioned at the door, pausing after a couple of steps.

“Realize you aren’t dressed for leaving yet?” The blond asked.

Yeah… She’d realized that the moment the breeze from the window and hit her as she was stepping away. There was no way to leave without asking for clothes. And there was no way to wear those clothes without hearing how far down this rabbit hole she’d fallen.

Fate has to hate me, she thought bitterly.

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The White Hawk’s Creed CH-1

Walking around the big room the small child sighed softly to herself, not knowing how to get out. 

"What are you doing here young one?"

The small one turned around and got slightly frightened at the figure hiding in the shadows.

"Don't fret little one. I'm not like the others to hurt such fragile beings."

The little one slowly moved near the shadow where the mystery being was. Not knowing what or who it was she was on edge. Not knowing how she got here or anything.

"I used to be just like you, young, tiny, shy and chubby like little ol' you."

Soon something like rocks started moving before a tall staff moved twenty feet away. The young one looked over at it with stars within her eyes.

"Go on, touch it."

The young one looked at the shadow shocked but moved over to the big rod. Tracing her hand down, she was able to trace a small design of a spike.

"Ah yes, the Assassin's symbol. That symbol has been hidden for centuries from B.C."

What the mysterious figure said next shocked the youngster.

"Will you be willing to continue this prophecy?"

Nodding her head yes the hidden figure chuckled a light heart filled laugh.

"Step back child and you shall see me."

She stepped back and the being started getting up, more Rocks fell on the ground causing them to groan out. 

"Young Keeper, fulfill your light once again."

The staff glowed a bright gold before the dark part of the room grew sunlight. Showing a six-pack and a giant blue and gold hawk mask his eyes had a yellow hue. White and blue shackles on his ankles and robe. A white cloth that looked like a giant halo over its head that tied around its arms. Giant, marvelous blue wings opened up from behind the giant male.

"May this one be the one to continue the prophecy of the Creed!"

Slamming the staff down the ground, the ground around the girl glowed up.

"Show your wings and fly little bird, show the new generation what we have!"

The girl looked up at the Pharaoh and smiled before walking up to him and reaching her hands up to him. The Pharaoh looked down at her slightly shocked but bowed down to her height. She grinned and continued what she was doing, she began rubbing his mask laughing.

"Little birdie~"

The Pharaoh looked even more shocked at her speaking a word to him.

"Let's get you back to where you came from..."

....

"Mom something's wrong!"

"What's happening?"

"Her vitals were riding sky high but now they look like they're not even moving. She's breathing shallow as we speak."

The small girl's hand grasped onto her twin's hand causing the twin to gasp silently.

"Mom she's awake!"

"Honey! Oh, thank God for your oka-"

Her mother, Kassandra hesitated slightly as she noticed the mark now on her arm.

"Anya, did you paint that for your sister?"

"No, why?"

"Oh no, please not my baby..."

Anya looked over to her mother, not ever seeing this sort of worry before written in her eyes. Aya looked at her mother slightly confused about what she was talking about.

"Mater! Why are you acting like this?"

"This,"

Kassandra pointed to the newfound tattoo getting ready to tear up. 

"Is something that has hurt many people."

Aya grasped onto her mother's hand and gave her a weak smile. Kassandra looked in her eyes and stopped moving, she looked in shock and smiled softly.

"Alright then. I'll teach you the way."

"Wait what-"

.......

"This is the spear of Leonidas. It has worn out for me but maybe for you, it won't."

Standing in the middle of a field Kassandra and Aya were sitting down in the grass. Kassandra's little friend, Ikaros, was flying above them both in a circle keeping watch.

Aya took hold of the spear then suddenly started swinging it around calmly. Kassandra smiled softly as she witnessed herself in her daughter.

A few minutes later Aya walked up to Kassandra and gripped her shirt trying to get her attention from Ikaros.

"Yes, hon?"

Aya brought up a grass chain that she made after a few minutes and pointed at it. Kassandra looked utterly confused about what she was trying to get at before realizing that she needed a chain for the spear.

"I'll go get some for you, Ikaros watch over her while I'm gone okay?"

A squawk could be heard from above and Kassandra took it as a yes. She soon left Ikaros and Aya by themselves.

"Finally your mother is gone- I thought I wouldn't ever be able to come out."

Aya turned around and saw a human male body but the head was a hawk, white feathers and gold outline before blue markings coming from the sides of the eyes. He wore a hood on top of his head and the design on the back was small gold, blue and red wings with two rings surrounding them.

"Alright. Here is the first part of your abilities."

Haros touched the Assassin mark and allowed an eye to appear on the bottom middle.

"May the games begin."

......

It's been more than ten years that little Aya has been training with her Spear. Now a 15-year-old going into high school, Aya was certainly worried about many things. Still going through her mute phase she would be worried that the people would treat her differently. The small voice of the god spoke in her head.

"Cheer up love, I have the perfect solution for that."

A snap was heard before he started leading her in the forest. Soon Athens training camp was spotted causing her eyes to widen.

"Yes you're going in there, remember you are a part of the Creed."

....

"Okay when I mean you are a part of the Creed, I didn't mean that you knock them out."

Aya rolled her brown eyes and unlocked the cages that held down prisoners.

"Oh because you don't want blood on your hands? You're gonna get them anyway."

Aya stopped at the last cadge that held a tall two-legged monster, long red to black hair that led into a tail with a small blue bead making it into a small ponytail. 

'I feel a large power from your young one.'

"Yeah, she's my baby!"

'...what the hell.'

The beast had a deadpanned look across its comma like face looking at the taller bird man next to her. 

'You have very big energy to kill armies'

"HEY DON'T IGNORE ME!"

Aya paused for a second before punching the bird and unlocked the door. The tall two-legged fox walked out and looked at Aya in admiration before bowing its head. Aya just placed her hand down on it and began petting him before they both walked out leaving the birdman alone in the wilderness.

"Oi, Don't hate me because I'm beautiful!"

He squawks, running to catch up with them.

......

"My name is Zoroark but you can call me Zo, I'm a dark Fox type Pokemon."

Aya grasped onto Zo's fur and placed her head in.

"Ah, I almost forgot. I can do very interesting things."

Aya tilted her head and looked at Zo before seeing a twin of herself once again- wait so would that be considered triplets?? Aya raised her hand and Zo followed her movements.

"Well let's get a move on, we have to get Aya all packed up to get to Japan."

"Oh, the Japanese are the worst. They kicked me out after I had Ramen!"

Haros glared down at the fox, "You robbed someone's bowl and ran out chugging it down your throat." The fox chuckled nervously before looking at Haros in confusion.

"Wait how the hell did you know?"

Suddenly Haros was whacked in the back of the head by a hula hoop, when he turned around he saw Aya already on top of the hill and standing in a bad bitch stance.

"Oh shit we need to hide, her mother's coming-"

.....

Anya was up in her room doing what the gods knew while Kassandra and Aya were sitting downstairs watching the movie play on the new TV.

"God I wish you didn't have to leave in a few more days... I'm going to miss your love."

Aya turned over to her mother and snuggled her forehead upon her shoulder. Slightly yawning at how late it already was.

Kassandra soon sung a silent Melody and said one part, Aya smiled softly as her eyes were slowly closing. "Send me kisses through the gray skies~" She gracefully hummed the rest in a peaceful melody as Aya then fell asleep.

"May the gods be with you."

...

"Today's the day kid, wake up!"

Haros spoke with a loud ass squawk. Aya groaned and turned to her clock before turning around to Haros, who was fully dressed up like he was going to the Bahamas. 

With a small grip, Aya held onto the alarm allowing him to speak. "What we need to get a move on!"

It was four in the damn morning.

Aya yoted the alarm at him, making a hard crack, the alarm shattered into pieces. She gave him the bitch stare and he groaned softly at the non-existent pain.

Looking forward Aya noticed Zo was in the corner of the room, curled in a small ball. Aya wondered why it was sleeping on the floor but didn't question it.

Slowly Aya got up and did her morning routine; showering, putting on clothes, jewelry, doing hair, eating breakfast, then brushing teeth before she does her day off right.

Sure it took a while but it was already slowly becoming lighter outside as she put her luggage in the car. Haros helped out slightly, carrying everything he could. 

For the rest of the 4 hours, Aya just sat down in the living room playing Assassins Creed Origins. She swore the game was wack from the fact that literally, the female has the same name and skin color as her.

Coincidence?

I think not.

After a while, Anya walked down with her black hair up in a messy bun. Aya waved at her but Anya just ignored her and headed off to the kitchen. 

Bitch.

Kassandra soon walked down after, her eyes stained a light pink as Aya could tell she was crying.

"My little Ella's leaving the nest..."

Aya smiled weakly as she walked up to Kassandra, embracing her youngest child. 

Aya patted her shoulder before pointing to Anya. Kassandra got the jest and nodded before Aya walked over to the door. Sure their goodbyes weren't as formal as others about they knew how to get straight to the point.

"See y'all in the Underworld-mHp!"

Aya dragged the god by the beak before yeeting him in the back seat of the RAM Truck. Soon she got in the front seat with a random woman driving and they were off.

After ten minutes the lady changed into Zo and grinned wickedly, gripping on the steering wheel. Haros looked at the fox's face and already knew what shit he was about to get in.

This was gonna be a hell of a time.

...

Alright! This is the first chapter of "The White Hawks Creed" and I have no idea how to feel rn :') Corona kill me now I hope yall enjoyed this and if you didn't then STFU it gets better. I'll try to write more chapters of this and post it with photos like I did in this chapter but I might not cuz that took a whole hour. Jesus Christ so yep I already finished writing chapter 2 and I'll post it when I corrected everything! :) thank you and b y e.

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