#creature on the right went through a lot of different animals but i think she ended up a leopard

[kiwi]

i forgot i can just draw furries

[daddysfangirls-dc]

The Arrangement

Ch 8- A Change

Damian Wayne X OC! Female

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Syn sighed as she looked around at the bodies that littered the area. They weren't dead, but everyone was crippled and permanently damaged. She sighed, leaning against the wall. Her brother was in the next room handling the target; she could tell he'd be awhile from the sounds. 

Pulling out her burner phone, she dials a number. It rang once.

"Are you alright?" the first thing he asked

"I am well. On a mission with my older brother. Weapons and drug trafficking. Rival wanted him gone." 

"you called?" he asked confused. If there wasn't an emergency, why did she call?

"I just wanted to hear your voice. It has been some time." she had gotten too used to hearing him.

Damian put his paintbrush down and sighed, "What do you want to hear?"

"I don't know. What are you doing right now?"

"I'm painting at the moment."

"Tell me about it."

He smiled and moved to the window seal to sit in the sunlight. " Titus and Alfred have been good subjects of inspiration. Sitting still and posing natural." They were actually napping conveniently next to each other. He chuckled as Aflerd purred in his sleep. 

"You did always connect more with animals than people," Syn said, smiling as she toed an unconscious body.

"I miss the sanctuary. I miss the lions." 

The Al Ghul's had several animal sanctuaries under their control, and Damian did care for a few animals, specifically lions and big cats. Back then, only animals got his kindness. Syn continued to listen to Damian as he started to talk about his art and animals. She slid down the wall, letting his voice lull her to a calm.

The office door swings open, revealing her older brother. She quickly stands up, " I have to go," and hangs up. 

"Who was that?"

"Damian," he nods, and they make their exit through the nearest window. " Father is growing agitated. Where is your relationship going?" Illumi asked as they walked through the forest. 

"I have met his new family. I'm trying to bond with them. I'm making progress." 

"Father wants to see more."

Syn sighed. "I'm trying."

"Try harder. A lot is expected of you, сестра. For the Al Ghul and Our family."

"I know"

As they approached the pickup point, Illumi stopped her. " Go back to Gotham and make your place." She watched him walk away as a helicopter landed, and she watched as he went up and flew away. 

"Fuck"

-

Damian just looked at his phone after she hung up. The sounds of the dish brought him back. He looked u to see Alfred setting a snack for him as well as treats for his pets. "Syn called," he said. 

"Hm," Alfred said. That sound, he was clearly displeased.

" Do you have something to say?"

"I'd speak if I knew it'd have an impact," Alfred said with his back to Damian.

"Then speak it."

"Syn is a kind-hearted girl. It is unjust that her fiance is ashamed of her-"

"I AM NOT ASHAMED OF HER." The glare Alfred swung around with made him feel shame and guilt, but for another reason. " I'm not ashamed of her."

"And yet you hide her. You hide her like a dirty secret. " Alfred pitted the poor girl. She was devoted to his grandson, and yet the young man refused to see her. She deserved more. He wished he had known their relationship status back when he was helping them communicate. Maybe he could have done something different.

"I'm protecting her," Damained protested weakly. 

"Are we monsters?! I did not realize we were villainous creatures one needs protection from."

"That's not -"

"Nor did I think she was weak-"

"She is the strongest person I know." 

"And yet you hide her like the weakest. " Damain shrunk into himself as he stepped closer. " You are the cowardly one. She deserves better." And with that, Alfred turned to leave. 

"What do I do then?"

"Maybe treat her like your fiance." 

Damian let out a shaky breath after Alfred left. Holding Alfred, the cat, closer to his chest, taking comfort in his softness. Although he'd be last to admit it, but he was keeping Syn at a distance. His family was a good excuse. Damian was aware of his affection towards Syn, but he didn't know what to do with them. Romance was not something he was trained on. And he wouldn't dare fall back on his mother's teaching on marital duties. He just didn't know what to do with her or himself.

-

After their phone conversation, Syn quickly made her way back to Gotham. "Welcome back," Robin said sarcastically as he landed on the roof.

"I can't keep doing this, Damian." He paused, all amusement gone. 

"I-I'm sorry. But Damian, I can't keep doing it. Going back and forth. I've been through a lot. You have put me through... I've given everything I can. What more do you want? I want to be in your life and not at a distance."

"Alright"

She looked at him, confused. " Alright?" She was expecting disagreement, prepared for an argument. Nope, he was calm, leaning against the ledge with a smirk. 

"Alright, how do you want to process?"

"Um," she really wasn't expecting this, " I have money. I could buy a house. To be closer."

"That's a good plan. We can look at houses. I can provide a list-"

"Why did you change your mind?" she asked suddenly. I'm sorry, but not too long ago, you didn't want me here or anywhere near your family. What happened?" he sighed, his face calming.

"I realized you're not weak" he thought she was weak?" And I shouldn't treat you as such. And my family aren't monsters. They're just judgemental and very mean when protective. I shouldn't be hiding you from them or anyone."

Syn couldn't help but feel emotional she quickly blinked her tears away. It was nice to hear. He reaches for her hand which she gives. 

"Let's find a house."

"I found one already. It's next to Wayne Manor." 

"Drake's old manor?" The Drake manor had been left empty and on the market since the company's downfall and the death of Jack Drake. Tim wanted nothing to do with it, so Bruce let it stay on the market but closed on the entrance to the Batcave. No one had yet to take it up. 

"No, on the other side"

"Davenport?"

"No, there is actually a place between your and Davenport's estate." It was an old, forgotten manor, and almost everyone forgot it was there. It was in a state of decay and covered by the forest's overgrowth, which made it barely visible. The manor had been empty for as long as anyone could remember. There was no record of the previous owners. The manor was as old as Gotham, If not older. "I could buy it and fix it up. It shouldn't be that hard, depending on the damage."

"I like that idea. Let's do it."

"Really?" Damian pulled her forward into a hug. 

"Yes"

It was like a full 180, completely different from before. It was confusing, but she knew better than to question it or, as they say, look a gift horse in the mouth. She would take what she was given. 

-

(Russian)

сестра - Sister

[maramontwrites]

King of Monsters

The crown is lighter than I expected. It looks so impractical, with huge horns on top and spikes covering the sides, but it's surprisingly comfortable. I'm glad it is. My life would be a lot more difficult if it wasn't.

When I first saw it on the head of the last King, I thought that it was part of him, that he was some kind of demon. It was only after I killed him, when that crown fell from his head, that I realized the rumours had been true. He was human, like me, or at least he had been. He had been a hero, willing to risk his life to rid the world of monsters. But, like me, he had learned that saving the world isn't as simple as it seemed. The crown is passed down through the spilling of blood, and killing the King won't leave the monsters without a leader. It will just place a new King in place of the old, who can torture the world in a new way.

I knew this when I picked up the fallen crown. This was my fate, and there was nothing I could do to fight it. My body moved on its own, placing the crown on my head. It fit perfectly. I felt the bony horns fuse with my skull, the thorns wrapping tightly around my head. I knew I wouldn't be able to take it off, not until the next hero would come and kill me. I realized I had been right about the crown at first. It was part of me, but I wouldn't be a demon. 

A small, black creature runs past my feet, almost tripping me. Before I can react, a bigger version of that same creature runs after the small one.

“Ayla, control your babies, please. They're going to get me killed like this”, I say, trying to sound strict, but I can't help but laugh. It's not every day that you see baby monsters, and they're surprisingly cute.

“I apologize, Master.” Ayla and their baby disappear into the shadows around the edge of the cave that is my – and their – home.

Shadow Monsters. My mother used to tell me about them. She said that if I was disobedient and rude, the Shadow Monsters would come and take me away. Sometimes I'd hear about kids from our village who were taken away by shadows in the middle of the night. That was the main reason why I went after the King. No child, no matter how disobedient, deserves to be eaten by monsters.

It was my first order as the new King: no more killing children. I expected the monsters to protest, but they listened immediately. Apparently, even Shadow Monsters don't really like eating kids. As long as I provide enough food, they will even stay away from human settlements entirely, and that’s not as hard as I first thought, since most monsters can survive just fine on a diet of plants, bugs and wild animals. Occasionally they will bring in a cow or some chickens, stolen from a nearby farm. I allow it, as long as it happens rarely, and the humans who live on that farm still have enough food to feed themselves. Even monsters deserve a treat sometimes.

Another one of Ayla's babies walks up to me. This one is a lot less energetic than their sibling, as they lie down with their head on my foot. I pick them up and they immediately fall asleep in my arms. I chuckle as I pet their back. Although Shadow Monster's bodies are made of shadows, they're actually pretty soft, almost like fur.

“Did I give you a name yet, little one?” I whisper, even though I know they can't hear me. The communication with the monsters took me a long time to get used to. Unlike humans, they speak with their minds. I don't even have to talk aloud to them, as they can pick up my thoughts, but I still can't get used to that. These babies are only a few days old, too young to have developed language, but still like talking to them. They're the only ones who won't do everything I say without question. I like that little rebellion.

“I think I’ll call you Mano”, I say. Mano turns in their sleep, snuggling against my chest. I think they like their name.

Outside the cave, I can see the sun rising. Different monsters start coming in, ready to sleep after spending the night outside. Some are carrying food or interesting trinkets they found. Kyri, Ayla's partner, carries in some dead animal for their babies to feed on. I bring Mano over to them, while Ayla appears from the shadows with the rest of the babies. They lower their head in a bow.

“Master, I apologize for the trouble they cause.” Their voice is as clear in my head as any spoken words.

I smile. “Don't worry, they’re not that annoying.” I give Mano one last squeeze before giving them back to their parents.

I watch as the cave fills with different kinds of creatures. Although Shadow Monsters are the majority, they're not the only ones who live here. Bebars, Semi-Dragons, Grannor, Minis. All were once feared creatures, known for stealing, kidnapping and killing, but I found that none of them are as evil as humans think they are. All it takes is food, water and sometimes some attention for them to be satisfied.

Sometimes I wonder what the other Kings were doing to make the monsters so bloodthirsty. They were all heroes once, I'm sure they wanted to help humanity, so why did they do the opposite, when it's so easy to control the monsters? I don’t expect to ever know the answer, since everyone who can answer me is already dead, but I still like to wonder sometimes. The monsters won’t tell me anything about the previous Kings. They say that I'm their Master now, and that's all that matters. One older Shadow Monster told me I was their favourite, but they wouldn't tell me why.

I used to be worried that whatever made the other Kings so murderous, would also affect me one day. I thought that maybe the crown would influence me over time, or that living in a cave would drive me insane, but it's been years now, and I still feel the same as I did when I put that crown on my head. Well, not entirely the same. Now that I know the monsters, now that I've lived with them and given them names and held their babies, I know that they need to be protected. Just as much as human children don't deserve to be killed, Shadow Monster babies don't deserve that either. And I would do anything to keep them safe.

I notice some commotion at the entrance of the cave. I don’t see anything alarming yet, but I hear the thoughts from the ones who can. Out of the multiple voices talking at once, I can hear one word multiple times: human.

“Get away from the entrance!” I yell. The monsters obey. “Protect the children!” I see Ayla and Kyri retreating to the shadows with their babies.

I draw the sword that I used to kill the last King. Even though I haven’t used it in years, I always keep it close to me. I don't intend on harming anyone, as I hope to be able to resolve whatever this human wants peacefully, but I don't want to be unprepared.

“King of Monsters!” A man stands in front of the cave, his weapon drawn, ready to attack. “I've come here to end your reign forever!”

No one is taking my monsters away from me.

[commenter2]

"Welcome to Heaven" review

Time for a change of scenery and to learn more about Heaven. Spoilers.

Nice to see Vaggie told the truth instead of attempting to lie. I am curious, would that have even worked on Charlie? Does Charlie have a power to tell if people are lying to her, since her father is the “father of lies”?

That was sweet of Vaggie, but there is a lining of “Vaggie sacrifices more for the relationship” idea in my Charlie/Vaggie trailer breakdown here. LUCKILY there hasn’t been much of that as I expected in this season. At least we’ll find out how Vaggie lost her Exorcist title.

CHAGGIE KISS! Wait why’d she kiss her on the eyepatch? Also I’m NOW just wondering if Vaggie DOES still have her left eye, but is covering it up Japanese anime style cause it contains a great Exorcist power?

Here’s Cherri Bomb making an “explosi.. eh I’m not going to finish that lame joke. I do like the new Australian accent they gave her.

I’m not liking where this is going. I feel like this is going to result in a situation like in the pilot where Angel and co. embarrass Charlie’s goal in front of everyone in Heaven. I mean (spoilers based on the HH S1 trailer) something is going to make the next Extermination happen, but I hope it’s something else.

You really should have told the others to behave themselves before leaving Charlie.

A new portrait of Charlie and her parents in the background. It’s hard to make out, so hopefully someone posts a proper version of it soon.

Charlie casually throwing Vaggie through portal XD.

(Pen sees Cherri) knew this was coming here we go. Bet Pen X Cherri shippers are going to enjoy that moment.

Anyone else think the eye symbol at Heaven’s gate is also a reference to the Sheikah Eye from Legend of Zelda?

Saint Peter? With her last name being Morningstar, you think he would realize she is Lucifer’s daughter.

Charlie Morningbreakfast

Cursing is allowed in Heaven. Interesting to know, you think there will be a gag for when someone curses, everyone else covers their ears “Harry Potter Musicals” style?

So angels can take on different forms. Also was it just me or did the old angel’s bird form look like Stella a bit? I did have this theory that touched on the idea of how after fallen angels went to Hell, they would evolve to become different from what those in Heaven look like and create subspecies, and it looks that is true.

The angel finally has a name, Sera. Oh she may sound nice now but wait till we see her evil side! Right there she says, “you are gifted to be here”, life if she wasn’t Lucifer’s daughter she would have been really rude to Charlie.

Even though she says she is the highest of the Seraphim (the highest rank in Heaven’s hierarchy if pic of said topic are any indication) I feel like there is going to be a moral Heaven thing where every angel is treated equal. I thought I bring this up now cause when Sera reveals herself as a villain, I hope later on she becomes an antagonist (replacing Adam) who fights against Charlie’s redemption plan but will have trouble when other Seraphim’s and Archangels side with Charlie.

Sounds like Emily is the Charlie of Heaven XD.

Got some interesting designs like a Hellhound looking creature with hooves and that…thing she is next to. There is also someone that looks a lot like Vaggie but with no mouth, who “COINCIDENLY” has a close eye where Vaggie has an eyepatch.

I think that was a FNAF/Chuck E Cheese mascot band refence there.

MOLLY HOLY CRAP! Looks like we found the motivation to get Angel to redeem himself! I was going to wonder why she was spider looking creature when you think Heaven only has people in human/cute animal like forms, till I saw that crab looking angelic being in the same scene. Also on the bottom right, I think that’s a Sara Bellum from PPG reference.

Again. Sera being rude, though Emily sounds very ally like.

Vaggie being jealous XD

LUTE? Wait does this mean Adam is wearing a mask/helmet/whatever too? I bet he’s fugly under it XD.

Damn the Amazon Prime pause button. It keeps making the video skip ahead instead of doing its job!

OKAY HUGE REVEAL THERE! HOW COME NO ONE ELSE KNOW ABOUT THE EXTERMINATONS? Do the archangels at least know? Either way this could actually be good but I’ll get into that later.

Okay so Sera seems to be one of those “doing bad to do good” kind of characters as she just wants to protect Heaven, explains why she looked so sad in Charlie’s story, but I feel like she will have prejudices too. It also sounds like Adam was the sole person who came up with the Exterminations.

FINALLY confirmation of Vaggie being a former Exorcist! :D… Wait… Oh crap! :(

ADAM GAVE VAGGIE HER NAME! CALLED IT!! https://www.tumblr.com/commenter2/718141081445957632/odd-theory-but-do-you-think-vaggie-got-her-name?source=share

That was a hellborn child! I had suspicions that Exorcist also killed Hellborn demons during the Exterminations (Viv did once say they kill anything that wasn’t indoors) but still its more shocking than knowing it was a correct fact.

I do like that the Extermination scene is a flashback and not taking place in the finale like I predicted.

Also as messed up as what happened to Vaggie, losing her eye and wings (more on that later) at least it led to her instantly meeting Charlie. Hey they are wearing their pilot outfits :D

At least we can look forward to a Vaggie vs. Lute fight in the future.

Since it was shown that Lute was able to wound Vaggie when she was still an angel, my idea from my “Overture” review of the dead Exorcist being killed by one of its own is a little stronger now. I still think someone else like the threat impersonating Lilith did it, but I'm still keeping that as a possibility until we learn more.

If the first human soul to arrive in Heaven doesn’t know what qualifies to get into Heaven, then Charlie redemption plan deserves a chance. It also makes me curious on what the other angels think qualifies. Also again how would Angel be any different than having Adam there.

WAIT WHAT ABOUT ABEL? He was murdered by his brother long before Adam died, what happened to him after he died?

See I told you we’d get another pilot situation, though at least it’s better than last time as Angel did resist for a time. Heck Husk and Sir Pentious should also be considered proof of being able to redeem since Pen was being nice to a degree and Husk was actually trying to help Angel.

Seriously, Adam has been cursing up a storm, yet you react to when Charlie does it? Maybe like us they were just surprised that she can curse, given how good she is.

Looks like I was wrong about the situation leading to pilot vibes. GOOD! Also great to see Angel stand up to Val.

Now that we know that Val’s shirt are his wings, it makes the scene of Niffty ripping a piece off hilarious XD.

This seems enough proof to me that someone can be redeemed, don’t try and change the subject Adam.

So no angelic being in that room properly knows how judging a soul works? While odd, I wonder if this is a result of after what happened to Lucifer, maybe soon after others got sent to Hell for minor things and eventually no one dared to question or go against God’s (or whoever else’s) judgment and now they are at this point where they don’t recall things or fear becoming a fallen angel like Lucifer. I’m (semi) counting this as another one of my ideas coming true, as I did bring the idea of Heaven not knowing how to loosen the restrictions to getting into Heaven.

Though a bit understandable from Charlie’s POV and thankfully she got lucky there, her ranting to Heaven is another time where Charlie should have taken up at least SOME of Vaggie’s words.

So glad to see Adam’s ego and stupidity finally leading to some good for the heroes, as it will be interesting to see how parts of Heaven will react to learning about the Exterminations.

Trailer screen shot. At least I’m glad that Sera isn’t what I thought she was going to be like.

Oh don’t phrase it like that Charlie! You’re making my “Lilith wants to destroy Heaven” theory sound like it could happen :(

Again when looking at that statue of Sera, she looks like Stella. Also if I’m right the other creature is Emily, who I guess can take on the form of a unicorn.

Aww crap Adam revealed Vaggie’s secret. I know I brought up the idea of Charlie and Vaggie’s relationship being tested, but I just meant personality wise not this, mostly cause I though Charlie already knew. Then again Charlie can be an idiot at times. Hopefully Charlie can be mature about this and thinking back to the trailer, the two do loving sing to each other, heck looks like Vaggie gets her wings back. So yeah, I’m guessing that they will be fine and their relationship will be stronger than ever.

Seriously Sera, after what you see your going to still allow Adam to do the Extermination. Then again she might not have a choice here. This is quickly confirmed with Sera expressing the “Angels scared of suffering the same fate as Lucifer” idea I brought up. Also obviously we need something to continue the series.

So Sera and Emily ARE mother and daughter, I was starting to wonder. Actually speaking of family and thinking back to “Queen Bee”, Bee brought up the question of how fallen angels and such are related, I wonder how related Lucifer and Sera are. Could Charlie and Emily be cousins? If they are, then Vaggie won’t have to worry about Charlie leaving her XD.

At least Charlie has her first angelic ally. I wonder if what Sera said and Emily clenching her fist IS foreshadowing her fate? If my idea of her being able to transform into a horse comes true, what if her demon horse form takes on the form of the horse at the end of the Spindlehorse credits.

Aw man we’re not going to see how Charlie feel about this or more importantly,

Whew that was intense near the end. We got to see Heaven and learned some big things about it like the residents such as Molly being there or how angels have NO IDEA how judging a soul works. Then there was a big reveal that no one before the events here even knew about the Exterminations, that was a great twist if not a bit odd.

It was also great to learn more about Vaggie’s now confirmed past and be introduced to Emily and how she agrees with Charlie’s thoughts instead, making the argument less one sided. It was also funny seeing how she and Charlie got along so well which led to Vaggie being jealous at one point. Hopefully for her, Emily and Charlie turn out to be cousins.

It was nice having Cherri be in the episode, even if she almost led to Angel doing bad things and getting Charlie in trouble again. Speaking of which, it was GREAT to see that Angel HAS changed since joining Charlie. Hopefully if he learns that Molly is there, a great cameo BTW, he will amp that up to 11.

I also personally liked how stupid Adam looked in it, and now that people know the truth about Exterminations, I think it could lead to him being demoted (both related to Heaven's hierarchy and as a main antagonist in the series) and my idea of Charlie being the “chosen one” to save everyone from a great threat or the idea I have for what season 2 could be about.

The only downsides were that this was kind of the expected outcome given the episode’s place. Maybe if this was the 2nd to last episode and the finale was an hour long, it could have helped but I’m not complaining.

It was also a bummer that we didn’t see more of how Charlie feels about discovering Vaggie was an angel. At least the S1 trailer makes it clear that thing between them will be fine in the end.

The things about no one knowing about the Exterminations, or what the qualifications to get into Heaven really are, but I’m not complaining. This is actually a perfect excuse for my season finale epilogue idea where after the Extermination, Heaven agrees with Charlie and they need to rework or explore the qualifications required to get into Heaven, and Charlie plans on having a big say in it so that more people can get into Heaven whether it be after they die or through her hotel. Of course some people of Hell and Heaven will be against Charlie’s ideas, so Charlie will have to go through a multi-season storyline where she needs to keep convincing more and more powerful people that this would be a good thing, eventually having to convince God himself. All the while evil forces will try and progress its/their agenda, leading to big fights.

Now we wait for the season finale.

As always let me know your thoughts about the episode.

[shadow-the-artist-idiot]

I am so so so so normal about Scyllarus. Im so normal. Im so normal im so so so so so so normal im SO FUCKING NORMAL. CLAWING AND SCRATCHING AT THE WALLS OF MY ENCLOSURE.

Scyllarus Squilla my beloved i love you babygirl. Anyways now for the actual intent of this post

I drew the silly earlier,,,, i love my babygirl sm. Actyally i ahvent ranted about my goober on here i jeed to fix that immediately.

Scyllarus is a Pressure oc,, shes from an au me and a few friends have :333(you know who you are)

Scyllarus Squilla,,, Demigirl(She/They),, 32 years of age :3

She was yoinked by Urbanshade from prison after being wrongfully imprisoned. First match in professional wrestling, accidentally killed her opponent. Technically, she shouldn't have been arrested(i looked it up, and i dont think someone would get punished in this situation) but im chalking it up to general bias in the courtroom + good laywers or whatever, idk legal bullshit. Anyways. She was arrested and sent to prison for a few days, before getting yoinked.

She then got injected with a bunch of different dna, though mostly mantis shrimp. It actually not specified HOW Sebby got sillified, and hes my main frame of reference, so im choosing to view it as they get poked and injected with a silly version of animal dna. Trying to remember all of the creatures shes part. Mantis shrimp, lobster, uhhh coconut crab? I think? Maybe some shrimp and krill? That sounds right, i have it written down somewhere but im lazy. Anyways, those were all way smaller doses than the Mantis Shrimp, and were mostly given to heighten a few aspects of the mantis shrimp(lobster for stronger swimming, coconut crab for strength, etc)

Anyways. Shes VERY fucking strong, probably strong enough to punch through steel(human sized mantiw shrimp punch my beloved). The mantis shrimp dna also gave her slight anger issues, what with them being SO fucking aggressive. She had quite a bit of time to get used to her new body, luckily. Went in at around 23, is around 32 when the lockdown and the events of the game happen.

Once the lockdown happens, she took to staying in the underwater bits of the facility. What with all the animal dna, she struggles a lot with breathing on land. I haven't decided if shes just entirely unable to breath outside of water, or if its just incredibly difficult, but either way water is easier. While shes...friends? I suppose? With Sebastian, Thomas(sages oc), and Eury(Fangs oc), though she doesnt. Talk to them much. Mostly cuz shes scared she'll hurt them. She hides in the underwater bits of the facility, buried in the ground with her antenna sticking out. Whenever the player gets too close, she launches out, attacking them once before darting away. It would probably be a one hit kill, i think. Either that, or very close to it. Shes also present during the end searchlight bit of the game, seeing as its so incredibly underwater.

During encounters with Pandemonium, theres a small chance Scyllarus will interrupt the minigame abruptly, as she attacks Pandemonium. There would be a higher chance of this happening in the water bits, but its still possible in the normal rooms.

If she gets flashed whenever she jumps out, i think she'd run off. That would probably be the only way to prevent the attack whenever shes triggered.

Her voicelines would probably be a mix of screeching, apologizing, and grumbling. The other way to find her whenever shes in the ground would be a faint little clicking noise she makes with her claws.

Whats so very silly about my babygirl is that she REALLY doesnt want to do this. Shes such a sweetheart, but shes in a really bad situation with the worst parts of herself heightened. Constant fight or flight, kill or be killed. She probably would be so much nicer if she would let herself be friends with Sebby, Thomas and Eury, but shes so so scared she'll hurt them somehow. Ironically, she feels the same way about the player(s).

If they trigger her, she'll attack them, but if they survive she'd probably apologize before running away. Its why she has a chance to save the player from Pandemonium. She cant stand hurting people, but she has to if she wants to escape. That doesn't mean she wont help sometimes, though.

I think theres a VERY VERY VERY small chance to find her huddled up in a corner in Sebbys shop.

Shes so babygirl and i love her with my entire heart and soul. Shes my beloved and i will be putting her in the torture blender

[werezmastarbucks]

she has the bluest eyes

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author's note: obv i do not own any of these people and feel kinda weird writing about actual humans. but i am inspired, so what can i do. they'll never see this anyway, and this lore has been with me for some time.

warnings: a lil bit of incest, mercy killing

word count: 2679

masterlist

On Friday aunt Anne-J and her husband visited. The relatives were concerned about the parents’ absence. But there was also a special kind of unease in their presence in the house; the aunt, this awesome girl, their mom’s younger sister, she had the bluest eyes the world has ever seen. Her eyes were like two deep aquariums, and when the light shone upon them from the side, they exploded in color. It was hard to bear. With these eyes, Anne-J saw the boys through and did not trust them very much. Kai was the main reason she moved out at the age of twenty-two, three years ago. Sam was still an awkward schooler back then, but Kai was already of age, and he creeped her out. Little square mind she had, aunt Anne-J. She felt something bad about him, like an animal, and did not look further. Although she felt worried about Sam who was growing up to be a fucking weirdo, and Tyler, who was always obsessed with her, she abandoned the two younger nephews. And Kai took over them completely. It’s not like they could have a different fate.

When she found this cool, mature guy with an earring in his nose and an exceptionally stoic demeanor, she got a little bold and started visiting. And now, it felt more like a doctor house visit than anything else. She was trying to sniff out what was going on. She hasn’t heard from her sister in a month and a half. And she started getting agitated.

They (Kai) baked a cool apple pie and made lots of food. In spite of all one might think about the three Parkers, they enjoyed a good family evening. Be it boardgames, or a little concert, a roll down the hill or a dinner. Tyler was helping in the beginning, but then he couldn’t stand anymore; the black oily substance was crawling up his chin, and his head was throbbing with so much pain he had to take a record-breaking amount of painkillers. It was a miracle he was still in his right mind or never got poisoned from so much medication. He laid on the couch with his eyes half-opened and watched Kai performing his usual wonders in the kitchen: rotisserie chicken, cheesecake, a Greek salad and tuna salad, and a pie, and lots of home-made chili sauce. Samson went around the house cleaning and moving things around, as if trying to cover up a crime scene, although there was none.

“Ask the creature to give you a break for an evening”, Kai said, passing by the couch towards Sam, who stood at the far window and was trying to adjust the curtain according to a standard, known only to him. Tyler moved his head, looking through teary eyes, as his older brother started wrestling with his younger. Blurry. He lifted himself up on the couch with one hand and had the urge to sing again. But for now, all he could do was sit up and keep looking at them.

Yes, actually, he could do that. He should do that. Have a conversation with this whoever that was trying to peck his way out through his skull. If only he knew the language, he could have a row with him and discuss conditions. The roar in his head told him the language would sound like the raging ocean, or like the whisper of blood.

At five-thirty, Anne-J and her husband, Adam, arrived. They brought lemonade and wine, and some flowers. Anne-J really liked flowers, and she left them everywhere she went. They were the impressions of her footsteps. Seven yellow marigolds, she put them into the vase that she took out of the higher cupboard, to Kai’s displeasure. He knew that Anne-J knew. And it angered him.

Now the yellow flowers stood in the middle of the table, irritating Sam’s sensitive eyes and mood. He kept tilting his head in order to see everyone at the table. Anne-J sat with her back to the window, her pearl-white hair and her ocean-blue eyes, and was scanning them tirelessly.

“Well, not even a text message?”

“Nah”. Kai shook his head. Tyler’s sight was amazingly clear after another portion of painkillers finally kicked in. Oh, his blood would reek of pills if someone wanted to drink it. He was watching his aunt, eating quietly, but was on the lookout for his older’s moods.

“They did say that they want a thorough rest from our bullshit”, Kai continued. He was being uncharacteristically peaceful; no babbling, no witty hints, no special looks.

“Incorrect”, Sam chimed in, “the note said, we want to stay away from the calamity of this house for a while”.

“Not very parenty of them”, Kai grinned. Tyler scratched his temple, chewing the salad. He and Adam had the understanding that the two men usually have, who love one woman. The resentful, but very deep understanding. They exchanged silent looks and returned back to eating.

“Well, you’re not the easiest children to have”.

“Anne-J, it’s been a while since we’ve been children”, Tyler said suddenly, straightening his back. She sighed, as if saying that he knew what she meant.

“That’s right. We can take care of ourselves. Don’t our poor parents deserve a long cruise around the world? I think that’s what they’re doing. They did mention something about… water…” Kai lifted his face, thinking, “no, not the water. Ice. Maybe they’re…”

“Not right again”, robotically corrected Sam. One could think, by the way he moved his head to face the table, and by his tense shoulders, that this irritated him. But correcting others was a happy activity for him. “I don’t remember anything about ice”.

“Well, Samson, that’s because…”

“Stop egging him”, Tyler pleaded.

“You always do that”, Anne-J agreed, “you make him make a scene”.

“You don’t know me”, in Kai’s smiling voice was now just a pinch of warning. She withstood his stare. Then he went on cheerfully. “But I do though. So, how’s everybody liking the main course?”

“Amazing”, Adam said sincerely. “Do you order it from places?”

“No, I cook everything myself”.

“You gotta give it to him”.

“Tyler really wanted to help”, Sam joined, “but he got so excited that you were coming that he got a headache again and laid on the couch the whole day”.

“Excited?” Anne-J smiled. Kai gave the youngest a warning look, but unfortunately Samson didn’t notice. He was deep in conversation.

“Oh yes, he loves when you come by. He loves you so much that he even started dating our neighbor who looks like you”.

Adam’s food got into his throat and got stuck there, so he started coughing furiously. He dropped his fork and covered his face with his hands. Anne-J’s cheeks went rosy-pink. Kai has failed to avert this, so now, naturally, he just accepted the fun. Tyler’s nostrils flared.

“Incorrect”, he mimicked his brother, not very successfully.

“I am not dating her, and she doesn’t look like Anne-J”.

Her bluest eyes darted towards Tyler finally. Her hand was still lying on her husband’s back.

A loud noise came from the street. It was unusual for the neighborhood. Someone’s car was drifting and swerving, and then there was a crash.

They all jumped, except for Kai, who first finished his chicken leg and then wiped his mouth with a napkin. Sam ran outside and Anne-J let him out like a dog that’s too excited. Adam, still a bit reddish, already had his phone in his hand.

In the end of the street, a white Honda was lying on its side, smoke coming out like stage effects. They grouped on the road at first, looking, questions and thoughts swirling in their minds. Kai walked towards the accident spot confidently, waving his hand at the neighbors who started peeking out or exiting their houses.

“Call the ambulance”, he recommended, “or don’t. I don’t care”.

That was the thing, he liked to kill. He would use any opportunity to kill someone, and mercy killings of crash victims was some of his favorites.

A girl, Anne-J’s age, and a guy who was at the wheel, were lying on the road next to a car. A picture that has been in his mind for some time. What is up with these blonde dreamy girls, and why are they following him? When she was like that, her legs spread out on the ground, face angelic, covered in blood, she really reminded him of his aunt. He really wanted to kill her, for the longest time. This was perfect to soothe that urge for a while. Anne-J was a nuisance, he thought, as he squatted next to her, feeling for the pulse. Behind him, Tyler was trying to distract Sam from saying out loud what Kai was about to do.

She had a little bit of a heartbeat. Wounds on her elbows and her shoulders told him she had been thrown out of the car and slid on the road a foot or two. Kai put his palm on her little face, and she opened her eyes. Disappointingly brown, coffee-brown, like Sam’s. He got angry with this bitch, for not meeting his expectations. The guy next to her was already dead. Neither wore seatbelts, naturally.

They had a pact, Tyler and him. Road-nearly-kills are his. After those, he could go on without murders for almost a month.

“Is she breathing?”

The steps behind him were approaching. Adam was already talking on the phone, the chatter around indicated neighbors’ desire to be in the thick of things. He was covered by the shade of a tall linden tree and the carcass of the smoking car.

“What are you doing?”

Anne-J fell on her knees next to him as he removed the hand from her face. He sighed deeply, feeling the calm shooting down his arms and legs, his head a little light. Only his heart raced.

“She was dying anyway”, he said simply.

“What?!” Anne-J’s voice was shrill as she fell on her ass, looking at him with horror. Kai caught Tyler’s glance and motioned for him to approach. Brother looked like he was a prisoner on his way to his lethal injection. They all acted like he made their lives so awful.

“Look at her injuries. Both legs broken, and you’re literally sitting in the pool of her blood. Her spine is broken. This is no quality of life”.

Adam looked concerned as Tyler tried to pick Anne-J up. His black fingers stained her white cardigan. She was still looking at Malachai.

“You really are out of your fucking mind. I’m reporting you to the police”.

“To say what?”

She was fighting Tyler feebly as he was trying to balance her and make her stand on her own. Her eyes were pulsars, and Kai kind of understood why she was constantly on Tyler’s mind. But she was honestly such a normie.

“That I was feeling the pulse of a dying woman? It’s a tragedy, Jenna. I mean, Anne-J”.

He smiled. He liked getting people’s names wrong on purpose. Made them inflate like balloons.

Neighbors were chattering in horror, clutching their necklaces and collars. Adam was in his own kind of zoo, as it turned out: as soon as he finished his call to the police, Samson started lecturing him on the reasons and processes of accidents like this.

“Seatbelts, seatbelts were not invented for no reason”, he was saying, mindlessly, ignoring Adam’s white lips, “some people refuse to wear seatbelts because, upon the impact, a seatbelt may cut off a breast off a woman. But what they fail to see is that, had it not been for the seatbelt, a lot more would have been chopped off. If the seatbelt impact strikes you with such a force, it means that you would surely be dead without it”.

Adam put out his hands and hugged Anne-J, looking at the black and red stains on her shoulders, her jeans and sleeves.

“Cluster. We haven’t had the dessert”, Kai said joyfully. And went back into the house.

Anne-J was furiously rubbing the sleeve of her cardigan under the cold water when Tyler squeezed himself into the bathroom. She turned with a swing, and calmed down immediately as she saw who entered.

“Are you sure you’re leaving now?”

“Yes, Tyler, we’re leaving”.

Her voice was shaking.

His head was hurting again. Now, this time it’s been less than four hours. It was getting alarming. The amount of painkillers he had taken in order to get through this evening was astonishing. Tyler supported himself on the sink, and Anne-J instinctively moved away a little.

“Whatever you think you saw, Kai would’ve used it to fuck with you”.

“Oh, so you’re telling me he knew immediately what I thought he was doing, read my mind, right? And played into it? He was sitting there with his palm on her fucking face, covering her nose, Tyler”.

“I think you were seeing things because of shock”.

She splashed the water angrily, and Tyler’s blackness raised its head.

“Don’t gaslight me”, she said, looking at him in the mirror. “This house is fucking nuts. What’s going on with you, Tyler?”

“Don’t ask”.

“Is it your headaches?”

It came like a syncope. Suddenly Tyler had no time to run away or even move. It shot through his arm that was resting on the edge of the sink, right into his brain, at raging speed. The black filled his eyes for a second. He knew that this was the night that the creature would finally show itself. Anne-J’s face was distorted, but she still did not look too concerned. She was trying to get to him, bowing slightly. Tyler saw himself in the mirror: black neck, blurry features. He couldn’t see clear anymore. The voice said,

“I had to break through”.

And then he jumped.

Kai threw the door open, simultaneously pushing Adam away. Sam was useless. He was just an information machine and could not help effectively. Adam was trying to get to his screaming wife, and Kai couldn’t let him. Not human life, not his relatives, nothing was more important than his brothers, pieces of himself.

He jumped inside and pulled on Tyler’s shoulders. He couldn’t even see what Tyler was doing; maybe he was kissing Anne-J, or maybe choking her; maybe he was trying to eat her face. As he spun his brother around to slap him out of the episode, the face that stared back at him made him think of wormholes. It was a good thing Kai did not fear a single thing in this world, otherwise he would scream. Now, he just frowned, thinking. Adam pushed him into the wall and ran into the bathroom where Anne-J collapsed on the floor, crying.

“The fuck are you?” he asked, pulling Tyler into the corridor. It was like he was moving his head so quickly that a human eye couldn’t catch it.

“I am”, the hollow voice said.

“You got a name?”

“swallowing.”

He pushed Tyler further, and his body moved aimlessly. Adam was dragging Anne-J from the bathroom silently, helping her, and she looked unharmed, but very stressed out.

“What’s going on? Oh”, Sam moved away to let them pass, unaffected, “he has a blurryface?”

“Stop swallowing and get my incest-loving stupid brother back”, Kai suggested.

“I think I saw it before”, Sam approached them, so carefree that Kai got concerned for a second. What if he remembers now?

“You’re the blurryface, the alter-ego of Tyler”, he said. Tyler moved his head as if looking at Samson.

“swallowing things”, the voice was coming from the depths of this being, otherworldly and metallic.

“never easy. He fights me”.

Kai gave him a slap on the back of the head with his ringed palm.

“Last warning, dude. Get Tyler back online”.

His body started shaking, and the boy collapsed, like a pile of clothes, on the floor. Sam looked at Kai with big surprised eyes.

“So, there’s four of us now?”

[mystery-moose]

WELL I WAS GONNA GO EAT BUT OKAY LETS DO THIS

Here's a snippet of "alternate meeting":

She was hurt. He could tell even before he noticed the tiny drops of blood on the hardwood. Partially because she should have caught him by now, should have rounded on him blade at the ready before smiling that smile that warmed his chest and telling him that she’d clocked him ages ago and saw right through the mask he was wearing. Instead, she was in the bathroom, washing her hands under too-hot water, breathing a little harder than she should. He made sure the first sound she noticed was his voice. “Princess.” She spun, and even injured, she was fast — her knife was pointed at him exactly where he stood in the dark bedroom, harsh white light bleeding in from the bathroom. Briefly, he saw her the way any other might: a desperate animal, claws out, backed into a corner. But she recognized his voice, and the muscles around her eyes softened. The predator, soothed, faded away.

I don't usually go in for pre-canon AUs, especially in ongoing works that aren't complete yet, because I feel like... I don't have all the toys in the toybox to play with yet? And I tend to want to stick to canon as much as I can, for whatever its worth. But I've seen a few other people tackle this idea and some of them inspired me. It's definitely a way to focus in on the relationship between these two without that pesky kid and dog getting in the way!

Beyond that, I think it's a really cool idea to bring focus to things Twilight wants outside of the domestic. In canon, it's obvious he wishes he could be Loid Forger (and to an extent Loid Forger isn't really a mask at all) but I also love the idea that he might not actually want a simple family life with a simple civilian woman, but just... someone who understands him. Understands why he does what he does, has similar thoughts or feelings or experiences or background. The thought that he might still have found that with Yor under very different circumstances tickles the irony part of my brain.

Also it let's them meet on equal footing and display competency to each other, and since that does a lot for me personally I have to imagine it works for them too.

ANYWAY now here's "indulgence"!

"Gods, this is nice," he murmured. Karlach sighed, her hands playing with his, squeezing, tracing his fingers. She felt the softness of his palms as much as the brass scales on the backs of his hands. Her tail encircled and stroked his shin, and her feet tapped against the tops of his, doing a little dance. She always had so much energy when they went to bed together, energy he usually had to thoroughly expel from her in very satisfying ways… but tonight, he could tell this was all she wanted. He was happy to give it to her. “It is, isn’t it?” she said, laughing softly and kissing his palm. “Creature comforts.” “Mmhmm.” He nuzzled the back of her neck, closing his eyes. If he closed his eyes, it felt (and smelled) a bit like embracing a campfire, though a fair bit more pleasant. “Necessities, more like.” “You really are a bit of a ponce, aren’t you,” she said with a chuckle. “I am not,” he replied, feigning offense as he tickled the bottom of her foot with his toe. He felt her jump a little and it warmed him almost as much as her engine did. “I simply prefer the indoors to the outdoors. What’s precisely wrong with that?” “Pretty boring, really.” She elbowed him gently in the stomach. “Life happens outdoors.” “And I’d rather ‘life’ didn’t protrude up into my shoulder blades when I’m trying to sleep. Or seep through my tent when it storms. Or get into my bedroll and lay eggs. Or—” “Alright, alright,” she laughed, turning her head and looking over her shoulder into his eyes. “Baby.”

...so you can tell where the title came from!

I didn't really have a direction or a structure for this when I started it (the real reason for the title) but as I got further, I started to think about a selection of bedtime moments between my Tav (Sevistur the dragonborn paladin) and Karlach. The first time they sleep next to each other, the first time they sleep with each other, the first time they share a roof, the first time they share a bath or a bed. A sort of timeline of expanding boundaries and deepening intimacy.

I think the general thrust of it would be Sev coming to grips with how much he cares for Karlach, and then how much he needs to solve Karlach's condition, with him very quietly deciding what he wants to do about it. The thing is, he knows she doesn't wanna argue about it, so it's gotta go pretty much unsaid for most of it, living mostly in his interiority up until we get to the end, which has to take place in either Avernus or the epilogue. I haven't quite gotten that far!

I definitely want to, though. Karlach is easily my favorite romanceable NPC in years, and in a game that also includes Shadowheart that is saying something. It always makes me feel a bit strange to write an OC romancing a canon character, but that's kind of the whole point of BG3, and I like them too much to let that weird hangup of mine stop me, so here we are!

[androgynousblackbox]

The Horror Of Our Love. 8 [Appleradio, Radioapple]

Vaggie

"Alright, let's get the usual out of the way. Investigated the guy Voxwell. No family, no friends that came out looking for him. Not hated, but with some reputation to be friends with wizards darker than the usual bunch. Honestly, I look on him just out of obligation, because I don't think there is a lot to talk about him in general. I don't feel particularly inclined to want to make justice for a guy who easily talks about leashing a toddler. Or one that apparently saw his crush killing someone in the woods only to do nothing about it but to keep exorting the killer. I don't even have that many good memmories of him as our professor. He was competent at his job and then he died. There, that is my eulogy, I guess. Good riddance.

In any case, going through that, minus the usual trauma of keep seeing the particular memories Magne feels like sharing, did unlock something I haven't thought about in a long while. You see, just like one of Magne's part said before, I did some card tricks in front of Charlie. One of my tasks as his assistant of the class was to babysit for the creature he told me was a wild animal. Charlie, who I didn't know was called Charlie, was usually pretty easy to look over. Give her some of the dead rats that Magne already had prepared for her in a tupperware that kept them fresh when she got hungry, a bottle of milk if she got thirsty, keep her entertained with something so she stays in one place and that is it. I usually did that just for a few hours while Magne worked in something else in his office.

He even paid me for it. Not a lot, but something. Right before telling me that if I wanted to keep recieving more, I had to keep quiet about this little side job. Like I said, Charlie was easy to take care of anyway. Easiest money I have ever made, actually, to this day. So I kept quiet. I assumed that there was some kind of rule somewhere about how you can't use your students to babysit dangerous animals under your care and if I spoke, Magne would be the one in trouble. Back then, that was just our professor, regardless of what I personally felt about the guy. He haven't give me any concrete reason to want to fuck him over like that. I would tell Angel that he had me sorting papers or the books in his library once I got back.

I imagine that incident with Travis was the catalyst for him to start requiring my services like that. Somehow I don't believe that he did it because he cared about the real possibility of another student dying because of her. He probably did not give a shit about that. But his kid dissapearing from his sight like that again, whether she could defend herself or not, was a different story altogether. He couldn't rely entirely on professor Barkin, so he got himself some help like any other parent would.

The thing is, it wasn't enough with me either. There was a couple of ocassions in which I went to his office for a consultation and there was already another student there, playing with Charlie. Magne wasn't even around those times, so he really trusted her to keep Charlie safe.

I haven't even thought about that student in so long, but I saw her again during the welcome feast where Voxwell was presented to the rest of us. She was in our same house and sitting nearby in that memory, as tiny and unassuming as all other first years were. I couldn't remember her name until I looked into the copy of the schools records that we have, but I recognized her face instantly.

Vagatha Firstborne, two years younger than us. On her second year she became our house Beater and kept playing on that position until her graduation. A year after that it was when the massacre happened. I never paid her much mind besides knowing that betting in her favor was a good idea and Magne must have liked her to trust her in his space, around what now I learned was his daughter. But now I was thinking about her again.

Not going to lie, part of it is because we are hitting a wall here. As it turns out, this bracelet around our sixth year. Before the night of the massacre happened, so there was only so much useful information it could give us before we were left with nothing else. We squeezed for as much we could and that kid is the only new possible lead that we have.

The fangs would show me more memories involving Charlie. More times that Lucifer or Magne brought some poor smuck for Charlie to eat. Times in which Charlie hunted rats at the closed classroom when all the students were out. Moments in which Charlie started to giggle and look up in awe when Vagatha was in front of her.

Through those particular memories we find out that Magne was teaching Charlie to do sign language. She never used it with me, I imagine because by the time she learned enough of it she understood it would be lost on me, but I saw moments in which she used it with Rosie and some clumsy gestures in front of Vagatha, who only recognized a few before she went to learn further. Apparently the particular one that set her off into doing that was "father" while refering to Magne. Magne had widened up his eyes and reached for his own wand, about to do an obliviate or something else, when Vagatha perked up.

"So you see professor Magne as your father? I guess that makes sense since he did raise you" commented the kid and Charlie clapped, not bothering to specify any further.

On the last memory of the fangs we went to see, Vagatha and Charlie could have entire conversations without either them making a sound. Magne looked over them while semi-pretending to be interested in the book open in front of him.

There were moments in which Magne took Charlie to look up from a window of the castle, after making sure that nobody else was present, so she could follow the Quidditch games in which Vagatha played and cheer her on.

"Did you see how fast she flew, dad?!" would say an amazed 7 or 8 year old Charlie from his arms, watching a Vagatha in her fourth year. "She has to be strongest girl of all teams! Isn't she amazing?"

Magne would just pet her head and smile indulgently, like he didn't care at all but was happy to see her happy. She would talk about Vagatha too in front of Lucifer and Lucifer encourage her further by feigning interest, but then ask Magne once their daughter was napping or playing in another room if Vagatha was actually a good kid, because if not he was not afraid to devour her. Magne would roll his eyes and say she was just an average student, not great, but not terrible, and besides one incident where she broke some kid's nose in her first year, she never caused any problems either. She was probably fine.

Lucifer would not be entirely convinced by that, insisting that she did not want his baby girl to learn bad habits from someone so violent. Apparently missing or not considering relevant at all that his husband was a violent murderer and he was a predator that had eaten people whole before, after and before they died. But no, the kid that had learned to channel her agression into sports and never harmed anyone again. That is the one they had to watch for. For the sake of protecting the innocence of the kid that had already killed students at the school.

My brain hurts just trying to understand that logic. The fact that Magne also didn't bring out how absurd the concern was and isntead assured Lucifer that if Vagatha hurt their Charlie, he was going to be the one to make her dissapear, only made it more tiresome to follow. As far the fangs could tell us, Magne never had any reason to do anything.

Like I said, I wasn't close to her. I haven't even thought about her in years. But if she did kept in contact with Magne, or Magne let it slip somewhere his plans, if Charlie did through her hands when she was nothing but a kid, if she could tell us anything… then I had to try. At this point, just a crumb of information would be nice.

Finding her was the easiest part. From what I could gather, she worked giving out self defense classes for muggles down the street where she lived. She had basically taken herself out of the magical community and just lived a normal non magical life. But she still needed supplies for her own potions and magical essentials, which was the reason I was able to find her. I sent the owl this morning and right now, fresh into the afternoon, I got a message back with a black crow. Her message was written with a blue pen, not quill, and said essentially said she had no issue talking.

We are setting out to her place tomorrow morning."

--

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. This is huge. There is a lot of things I have to talk about.

I will start from the beggining. Yes, we talked with Vagatha, who as soon heard me say the name said she went by Vaggie instead. She invited us inside her house. I saw non moving images in the shelves and cats sleeping on those felt castles designed for them to claw on. I counted at least four before she was back with cups full of freshly made tea. She moved a spoon inside her cup without touching as she sat in front of us.

Of course, as soon we were all in our place, Angel just had to ask what the fuck happened to her eye. Last time we ever saw her she had two. Now there was a dark grey patch on top of one and a long scar that went through her eyebrow and down to her cheek.

Oh, an attacker caught me off guard, she said with a dismissive handwave. I got the sense that she didn't really felt like talking about it and was kinda impatient about us just finishing what we came to do. I couldn't blame her. She obviously had her life set up already and we didn't have the excuse of being old friends wanting to catch up. We were essetially two strangers coming to her home to talk about an old professor she might not have liked that much in the first place. Angel got the hint too and because he does actually give a fuck about not being a dick for no good reason, just nodded his head.

I started with the actual topic, asking her all I could think of about our dear professor. She shrugged her shoulder, turned away, cleared her throat. All essentially to tell us that she was never crazy about Magne. She didn't say it, but I could easily imagine that she had a similar impression that I did: that something was not right with that man, that it was best to keep her distance, even if she couldn't pinpoint why exactly like I could't either. But he payed her to babysit his Naga and sometimes helped her out with her homework. The night of the massacre all the carriages that were meant to take them to the castle were not moving.

All those kids stayed there without knowing what to do. Some prefects on their last year took our their brooms to go up ahead and find out, while the rest stayed to try to keep everyone calm. They came back some time later, paler than the whitest sheet of paper ever invented, with a few centaurs right behind them to explain that they all had to message their families immediately, that they were coming back home. The youngest kids among them, the ones that weren't even sorted into any house, all came together in a tight group and tried to comfort each other. Nobody had the guts to tell them what happened. They thought it was the best idea to let their parents or guardians give them the news the next day, in a place where they would be safe and don't get scared.

Vaggie was told, only because she was also in her last year and therefore able to handle it. She heard about the violent scene that spread across multiples area of the castle and the fire that started in the kitchen. It was the black smoke coming out the castle for way too long that alerted the centaurs that something was wrong. They came through the entrance, saw what had happened, that there were no survivors as far they could tell. They were coming out just in time to see the prefects coming to them.

Centaurs normally could not give less of a fuck about wizards. Considering how they were treated as merely magical creatures despite being clearly intelligent, it was more than understandable. But inside that castle they knew children were supposed to come in that night and they could not simply ignore the possibility of children being harmed. A bunch of them stayed around the younger students, bowls and axes at the ready with them, in case whatever had killed their professor could appear again, until they had managed to convince the train station to send another train for them to return. Nothing seemed to happen for hours. The night was just getting darker, colder, and all they could do was sit inside the carriages or stay over the ground, contemplating the sky, painted with a black line of smoke that eventually turned itself off.

By the time they finally got an answer and started making their way to the train station, it was past the early morning. When they reached their destination, the sky was already orange. Everyone was so tired they couldn't even muster the energy to be scared any more. They just wanted to reach a bed, a comfortable seat, whatever would come first, and forget about that whole fiasco for a few hours. The centaurs followed them all the way there and saw them go with a nod. To the oldest students, those who were supposed to graduate that year, they said they did their part, but to not count with them if any of them decided to come back and anything like this happened again. They were not going to protect them if that were the case.

In the next few days, as far Vaggie knew, every single student from the fifth year and up was contacted by someone to try to give testimony into what happened. Multiple newspapers, magazines and radio personalities wanted more details, more opinions, more conspiracy theories while the authorities handled the issue. Vaggie didn't talk to anyone. What was she going to say? That her neck got stiff trying to sleep in the uneven ground on top of her luggage? That many kids cried calling their parents that night? That every little sound made someone jump? What would be the point?

Eventually, she got to go to another magic school to finish her education. As soon she got on her hands her diploma, the proof that she haven't wasted years of her life studying, she just bounced off the magical world for a calmer life. Away from any unwanted attention. Ever since then, she had kept contact with just a few of her classmates, mostly for the holidays to send each other cards and greetings, but that was as far her connections went. Otherwise, she had move on from as much anyone could.

What about Charlie?, I asked her suddenly.

Who?, she said, brushing a strand of her hair back.

You don't remember her?

I don't know who that is. Was she in my year?

The naga of professor Magne. You took care of her a few times.

Oh. I didn't know that she had a name.

As I was starting to get resigned to the idea that maybe this travel was a waste of time, Vaggie stand up. She said that there was a thing that she did want to show us. While she left us alone, I couldn't help but to look the photos in her shelf. All of them were static display from place, beautiful display, but no faces or smiling faces to the camera. I couldn't recognize the places either.

Is something the matter?, asked Vaggie. She caught me staring at a picture of a open field full of colorful flower. It looked more like a painting than a real place that could exist.

You took those?

A friend did, Vaggie smiled, almost despite herself. It was a vacation in Rumania a few years back.

I nodded as I went back to the couch. She had a framme on her hands and was holding it against her chest.

Okay, so I need to explain a few things. You probably heard about how that night a bunch of portraits from the castle were taken to try to find out what happened, but they never got a lot of information from them.

Yes, they only confirmed the deaths before the smoke from the fire made it impossible to see.

Right. Well, before all that, before the year finished, I didn't realize I had left a framme picture of my dog behind. One of my classmates did and they gave it to a professor, who was supposed to send it back to me but I guess they forgot or something. My picture was still on their office that night and in the middle of the confusion of everything, someone jumped there.

Vaggie then showed us the picture. It was indeed about a dog jumping and running around the figure of a wizard who couldn't have enough of petting him and playing with him. I recognize his face before he turned towards us and greeted us to present himself.

Octavious Fifthsin The Third had been one of the youngest Headmasters in the History of Hogwarts. An expert in numerology so exceptional that he was able to predict his own death with the numbers of his own name. He was only off for a few minutes, making a total of five years at his job. The only reason I remembered him at all was because of that mistake, because I thought how useless of an ability it was to know when things were going to end but being powerless to do anything about it. At that point just let things be a surprise anyway.

He says that everything started in the office of Headmistress Sera, said Vaggie.

Wait, wait, said Anthony. You had a witness this entire time and didn't went to tell anyone?

That is the thing, I didn't know that before, said Vaggie, frowning like she had already explained the same thing a bunch of times and was done. I recieved the framme just a few months back. When I saw what it was, I told some Aurors and they returned it a week later saying they got everything they want out of it. I don't know how useful it was, they wouldn't tell me anything else.

They were extremely rude and impatient, added the man in the picture, lifting from playing with the dog. Some young man even tried to sell me to a magazine, but was stopped by someone asking even more money to shut up. One of the most unpleasant experiences I ever had.

Vaggie shrugged.

I thought that was it, she said. When you wrote me, it was the first time in weeks I even remembered he was there. No offense, professor.

None taken, dear.

I don't know if he could really tell you something you didn't know before, added Vaggie, crossing her arms and rubbing her biceps with a hand. But it's all I have. He was the one who insisted in having you come over rather than sending you over by crow.

You would be surprised how many unescrupulous people out there would intersect bird messangers!, said the man in the picture. I almost got sold by one of those before, I didn't want to risk it again! I had this young lady investigate both of you further, my dear men, and you sounded like a pair that took their job serious enough to not try to do something like that.

I didn't thought of it at the time, but now I know what it meant: we had a pretty modest presence in the press. The last time the name of our agency was in the papers was two years ago when we could help with some stolen books from a library. Anthony was in charge of giving a quick interview and since then, it was more modest work. Until it came out the anniversary of the disaster that closed Hogwarts forever and started doing some research. It wasn't supposed to be this huge thing that would consume so much of our time. It all just derailed from there.

And the man is right: it's not about the attention. Nobody hired us for this. I don't really have an imagined end for all of this. If we could get Magne sent to Azkaban that would the absolute best outcome, so that monster can't harm anyone else, but I am not doing all of this with only that in mind. At his point, I need to know what the hell I am missing. I guess you could say this my own personal obssesion.

After Vaggie set up the picture to stay firm in front of us, this is what the man said, according to my own memory:

Sera had been stressed the whole day. Every start of the year is stressful one way or another, so he didn't thought there was anything especial about that one time. Moving things around, checking again on the registry of the students, watering her plants even after already doing it. Jittery, she received the knock on her door with a welcoming sigh of relief.

Two professors came inside, which wasn't uncommon, but it was the beast that they were barely controlling between the two of them. It was big and powerful, but worse than that, it seemed to have some immunity to their spells. The moment one had stopped working, the other had to come to make a new one. In that constant flow is that they managed to traslate the beast to the office of Sera. It was a horrendeus view, not because of what that monster looked like by his own, although that wasn't a comforting view either, but the drip of fresh blood coming from their mouth and claws.

The two men explained that they had found the beast near to the Forest, devouring some merfolk that must have caught close to the surface of the water. The creature looked vaguely humanoid. It had arms like a man would, but a head deformed by a giant mouth that constantly tried to bite the wizards that were restraining him. Horns and spikes came out from where its foreheead and shoulders should be. Big claws scrapped against the floor as it was subdued.

Near to the creature, the professors explained, was the bag of some student that had dissapeared a few years back. That was what prompted Sera to also contribute in trying to control the beast, but it wasn't listening to her or answering any of her questions. Sera called upon another of her predecesors to bring all the professor currently in the castle to come help.

As soon the men and women came up the stairs, the beast struggled even more to get free. Its growls and grunts were like a horrible screeching of the ears that ringed perpetually. Between all of them, they managed to keep it against the floor while Sera wrote a quick message for the Ministery to send someone immediately and handle this. A sudden hoof from the creature kicked her before she could finish it. With the kick, the attention of everyone was concentrated on the Headmistress long enough for the beast to take one of them and run down the stairs of the office.

The last thing Fiftsin saw was the rest of the group going after them. Sera too as soon she managed to stand up. Scream and sound of breakage filled the castle. All the portraits were moving everywhere, either trying to see what was happening, or run out of the way. He was part of the second group. In all his confusion he ended up in a new environment he didn't recognize, a safe one, with a cute playful dog, and decided to stay there until all went to normal.

It wasn't until days later that he realized what had happened, when other paintings explained the situation to each other in the hallways. He got send to the same amount with other objects in the castle and saw only dark for a very long time, without a clear of the time, until he ended up in the hands of Vaggie. Only then is that he find out that night was the last one that Hogwarts ever stood as a educational institution, that wasn't no more.

My mouth was dry hearing him. But I still made the questions that I should have. Was professor Magne there? Yes, he tried to fight off the beast just like everyone else. Was he sure that the creature had hooves and horns? That it wasn't longer and scaly? Of course he was sure. How could he ever think that he could just forget something like that?

I felt like the whole room was stumbling over itself. Anthony took charge of asking some more questions to make sure the little man in the frame told us to the last detail he could remember. The beast was red, not white. Its eyes were black, not yellow. It's mouth had multiple rows of teeth, not two long fangs from which inject venom. That was exactly what he had told the Aurors when they came to take him away.

We thanked Vaggie for her time and the information she had given us. I don't know what Anthony said after that as I stumbled my way to the door. The whole world wasn't safe on its hinges anymore. He had to take me out of there and back to our hotel room.

Was that it? Did we spend the last months investigating a monster, watching all of his most intimate moments, getting all we could from every piece of every piece of his soul, for absolutely no reason? Those people died, we know how, but we weren't able to bring any comfort to any grieving families or friends.

Magne didn't die that day. But was he really innocent in what happened at the school? Just some stupid random creature that just decided to attack everyone? It doesn't make any sense. Why the fuck are you going to fake your death? Only for people to not question you about it? A clean slat and fuck off to some other place? Was that so simple all along?

That is when I got a thought. Living portaits are not real people, they are merely a reflection of a person in a space that is entirely hypothetical but real for them. Here is the thing, though: you can change a painting however you want. You can make it wear a silly hat or change it's colors however you want. If it was possible to change their looks, who is to say that you can't change other things about them too? Their personalities, their perception of reality, their memories?

The first book I took out of the library seemed to think as much. That is how you have sad fucks who make paintings of their wives that never nag or bother them in any way they don't want to, because they aren't created with that purpose in mind. I even caught a few ways to see if a painting got messed up and how to return it to its original state. I know a guy who works with that kind of thing, he was willing to do it for a few bucks.

But in order to do that, we needed the painting. We send a message to Vaggie and after three days without answer, what the hell, we said, let's pay her a visit. She should know already to expect us.

And apparently she did, because the whole fucking place was empty! Not the stupid scratch castle for the cats, not the pictures, not the couch, fucking nothing! As if someone had died from some contagious disease and they had to burn everything! But you know what was there?

A single photograph in the middle of a living room completely empty. The man inside of that image was sitting with his legs crossed on a chair, humming to himself, but stopped the second I grabbed it. His smirk under the dark glasses made me want to rip it in half instantly.

[pirate-of-the-southern-isles]

Fanfic snippet - When Hans had learned about the "Troll theory"

Not so long after, the company has spread around the bookshop and disappeared from each other’s sight. Which, as Hans thought, was probably the safest option for him. He was finally able to find a nice chair and sit down for a moment to think about what the hell just happened.

His father, his brothers, his whole family, has spent three years hammering into his head with a burning passion what a shame he brought to them all. And he could even agree with them. And now it turns out that there are some people out there who consider him a hero? How?! Everything was perfectly clear! Anna, in this letter of hers, wrote the truth, the whole truth and only the truth. What was their reason not to believe her?!

It wasn’t like this, like, at all. OK, it was, but in a totally different way. Yes, he was handing over those blankets and jackets, and yes, he found a place in Arendellian palace where people could find a shelter and food, and yes, he was watching over the hot glogg. Yes, that’s true. But he wasn’t doing all this because he cared, he was doing it, because he wanted them to like him and trust him and accept him as their future King. There is a difference. And then… then it was completely not like the lecturer has told, because no, there was no troll magic, that’s impossible. The plan was ready for years! Since Lars has told him about Elsa and how he should consider marrying her!

He shut his eyes and tried to recall that scene. Lars was searching through his maps and wondered why father allows Caleb to run amok – which, in a language of simple folks, was called „causing incidents on borders”. It was right after their mother’s birthday dinner, when the rest of those apes made bullying him a main attraction of the evening, as usual. So, after he had rested in the docks for a while, he went to the library. And then, the twins came to tell Lars about the death of Arendelle’s royal couple. And then… damn, how much he would give to have Lars to shut up this one time.

He remembered it. He remembered the red velvet chairs, a smell of dust and a warm tone of his older brother. He remembered the sound of the doors opening, Rudi and Runo’s stupid faces and papers, blown away from the table by a sudden air movement.

But… if trolls have changed Anna’s memory about Elsa…

Whatever Kristoff says, is irrelevant. He is a side in this conflict. No. Hans had to conduct his own research.

He got up and took the flyer to find an etnography and etnology section. He went right there, not sure if he can trust in his own sanity. Yes, he encountered a lot of creatures with abilities to alter people’s – and other animals – minds with venoms, hypnosis or other stuff. But if it will turn out that he was imprisoned and went through it all only because some trolls wanted to have their own man in the palace…!

Calm down, it is impossible!

Is it?! He just learnt that his ex’s memories were literally changed and cleared, so she couldn’t remember about something as important as her own sister’s magical abilities! Who knows, if…

He suddenly felt sick. He needed to sit down again. There was no time to look for another chair.

Three years.

Three years of hell.

And now someone is stating that there is a possibility he could have been framed?!

If that’s true, I will burn Arendelle to the ground.

No. No, no, no. He couldn’t think like that, not anymore. He grabbed his left ear. He felt the cold of his earrings. Took a few deep breaths. He imagined a night full of stars. Warmth on his skin. Smell of the open sea. Sails’s flapper. Hard, wooden bench by the cabin, right between doors and left stairs. Calm, kind voice of captain Rogers, asking, as usual, the right question.

„If that’s the truth about what happened” imaginary Rogers started „think, what would have happened if they wouldn’t alter your mind.”

„I wouldn’t rot in those stables for three years, that’s what would happen".

„Yes, and you would still be a prince of the Southern Isles. Were you happy back then?”.

„Happier than a slave in those stables”.

„Let’s try differently. That night, you know which one… where would you be, if you were still a prince?”.

Hans took a breath. A sea. A smell of salt.

„I would be… probably in my chambers. Or in Arendelle, depends if I would convince one of them to marry me”.

„So you wouldn’t be in your cell, is that correct?”

A big explosion. Boom. Pieces of wall, made of a black stone which was not supposed to break under any artillery, but then it did. A cannonball that brought him a new life.

„That’s correct. I wouldn’t be there”.

Waves crashing on broadsides. Morning Star’s gentle rocking.

„Are you happy as a pirate?”.

He smiled. Now he was remembering different things. His head was suddenly flooded by the bright, happy memories. Layla’s insane laugh. The first time when he tasted a coconut. Mango, purring in his lap. Successfull boarding upon some unsuspecting ship. His crew cheering. How the world looks like from a crow’s nest. Egg patting his back. A bet with Bernard, easily winned. A sight of a group of wild buffalos, when they once anchored in the New World. The day when he became a captain. The first time in the Republic, when he saw how different the world can be. Dancing in their favourite bar. Meeting new friends. Those evenings with shanties on their deck. Yet another one lost treasure retrieved. Cannons’s boom and reckless duels, sacks of gold and chests of jewels.

„Yes” he said, almost out loud.

„I am glad” Roger’s face was brightened by a smile. „But let’s wonder… would you become a pirate if you weren’t there that night? In the exactly right place in the exactly right time?”.

It was a tough question. The pirates were all over the place. He could, in theory, grab and make his offer to any of them. But would he be desperate enough to change his life this radically?

No, he admitted right away. In this case – no. In this case he would probably stay with his lovely family and be miserable till the end of his days.

„So… if they really did something to my brain… I should be grateful?”

„Dear Neptune, no! I didn’t say it. If that’s really their work and you went to Arendelle with truly good intentions, then you have every right to be furious. And I am saying like Davy Jones’ level of fury.”

„Exactly!”

„But, in the end, your fate was changed. I think, for the better. Wasn’t it?”

Without those three years in stables he wouldn’t became a pirate, that’s for sure. There wouldn’t be the first time crossing the Equator. There wouldn’t be passage round the Horn of the South. He wouldn’t get himself tattoos or earrings – hell, he wouldn’t even think about it! He wouldn’t be laying down on the incredibly soft, white beaches of the Coconut Isles. He wouldn’t see volcanos explode, nor the whale’s inside, not the Pearly Gates open down in the Southern Ocean. Layla wouldn’t teach him to play stories. Bernard wouldn’t teach him how to shoot a musket and a colt. He wouldn’t have met many people he was no longer able to imagine his life without.

He wouldn’t have met captain Rogers.

It was all truth, but those three years were so damn hard.

It just… He just wished he was certain that he had deserved it. Because if it turns out that he had to endure this nightmare without any actual fault of his own, then… then it would make it, somehow, a lot worse.  

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Chapter 35, "The Pirate of the Southern Isles".

So, Hans and his guests were able to hear what the rest of the world is thinking about events from six years ago in Arendelle. It is safe to say that it didn't go exactly how they imagined it will. What they have heard was basically one, big, fat Hans' defence and laudation. Including the famous "Troll theory" - a theory in which it was the trolls who actually made Hans evil, to "get the fiancee out of the way" for Kristoff.

When Hans heard about it - and learnt that they did the same thing to Anna - he started to question his own sanity and bought himself a lot of books to learn about the trolls and their abilities.

...but no, his mind wasn't altered. It was still, to his own relief, all his fault.

When Hans is overwhelmed, or sad, or angry, or when he has to make a choice he is not sure about because his moral reasoning is still a little off, he grabs his left ear (the one with the earrings) and try to ask himself "What would captain Rogers say?", because captain Rogers (the captain of the "Morning Star", Hans escaped from the Isles on its deck) is his final authority now.

Sorry about all the mistakes, English is still not my native language.

[fieldofdaisiies]

Ultima Ex Nobis | ch. XIV

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Nessian AU word count: ~2,6k words warnings: smut, f o r, minors dni summary: Six years into a global pandemic which was caused by a mass fungal infection that turns hosts into zombie-like creatures and makes the whole of Prythian collapse, the former army general Cassian Cadell is tasked with one very special mission – escorting Nesta Archeron, one of the few immune survivors, across a post-apocalyptic Prythian to a group of people of the name L. Their identity  is unknown but they can make an antidote.

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It isn’t in Nesta’s nature to kill an innocent deer for the sake of them having food. But during this tense time, she has figured, you simply had to do things –unspeakable things– in order to survive. Both Eris and Azriel gasped when they saw the huge stag Cassian has carried home and now it was lying on the garage floor. Azriel parked the car differently, making more room for the deer and Eris offered —he after all was the doctor— to cut the animal open and prepare the meat for their dinner. 

“Killing is never easy.” With that Cassian sits down on the couch next to Nesta. “No matter if it is a human being or an animal. You take a life and that is never easy. If I had known that it would affect you that much I would not have—“ “I am glad you brought me along. Please, don’t worry. I can deal with it. And after all, I wanted to join.” Nesta says and turns her head to him. “Are you okay, though?”

“I am, Nesta. I really am, thank you for asking.” Nesta. Her name hollows through her mind and she knows that only when Cassian is really sincere or serious he speaks her full name. She knows that right now she can believe him. There is a little awkward tension between the two of them, there is desire that is slowly stretching out, making their hearts beat faster and their skin grow tight and their is a sudden silence in the living room that makes them both nervous. Cassian can barely focus. He just wants to bury his head between her…well, between her thighs and drink her in, taste her and—

He can’t think of that right now, otherwise he would have to endure dinner with a constant boner and that he really does not want. It would be odd, inappropriate and he would never hear the end of it. 

“Az!” Cassian says in a loud voice and stands up in one fluid motion. With fast steps and a rigid posture, he leaves the living room, walks into the adjoint kitchen and braces his hands on the backrest of Azriel’s chair. “Cass?” Azriel asks calmly, his eyes fully focused on the screen in front of him. It is a shame that Azriel can no longer work for the government, Cassian thinks, but the government they once knew is no longer. Azriel was a great spy, the country profited a lot of him. 

“Any news?”

The former spy gives his head a little shake and that is all of an answer Cassian gets. But he rests his arms on the chair, looks over Azriel’s broad shoulders and tries to figure out what the numbers and lines and figures and tables and all that stuff on his best friend’s computer mean. “Any idea who L is?” Azriel shakes his head again, this time the movement is barely visible and Cassian gets the memo that Azriel does not really feel like talking right now. So he lets go of the chair, turns around and assess the kitchen. He can’t go back into the living room, he would take Nesta right on the couch if he went back in there. So this is no option, they at least have to keep up some modesty. 

It is then that the door opens and Eris, his hands covered in blood, carries in a big piece of meat that he places in a casserole that rests on the stove. Cassian inclines his head at Eris who walks up to the sink and washes his hands. 

Cassian’s attention returns to the hanging calendar he has glanced at when the door opened. It hangs on the wall in front of him. He has only seen it a few seconds ago. It is marked up with appointments that make the insides of his stomach sour. Judy’s birthday party, May 25th 2019 - Emma dentist appointment, May 26th 2019, Judy cheerleading practice—

Cassian has to tear his eyes away from the wall, and lets his gaze wander to the rack of metal pots hanging on the wall across from him. Below them Eris puts all sort of things on the meat and then lifts it up to put the casserole into the oven. 

Around an hour later the meat is ready to be eaten and it is only then that Nesta appears in the kitchen. Cassian does not know what she has been doing in the meantime. Maybe she was reading in her smutty romance books, looking for some inspiration for later on. Has he perfectly fought the rising desire inside of him, is all that forgotten when his thoughts once again wander to this dark place in his mind. Right, Cassian thinks, I actually tried to not think about sex with Nesta Archeron for at least ten minutes. 

The meal is good and fresh, tastes better than anything they have eaten in the past weeks, months actually. It is Nesta who moans around a bite she takes and it definitely sends the wrong signals to one specific body part of Cassian. He curls his hands into a fists and calls upon his rationality. It is not possible to crave someone that much. He must be going crazy, he concludes. Luckily neither Eris nor Azriel notice his aroused state — the latter is too focused on the figures and lines on his computer, the former too focused on trying to tear Azriel away from said computer and make him eat his dinner. Their tummies are full and happy by the time they finish eating and Nesta is the first to thank them all for preparing it. But it is Eris who says, nothing but sincerity in his voice, “You helped hunt for our dinner. We should be thanking you.” In unison the three men say thank you and tears start to build up in Nesta’s eyes. She forces a smile to her lips, her throat burning at their kindness because no one has ever thanked her for what she has done. 

“But Cassian—“ “You were there, Nes. You nearly shot a doe. That is what matters.” Cassian winks at her and finishes his last piece of meat before pushing his plate back. Their gazes meet, they are full of heat and passion and neither can look away. 

“I…” Nesta pushes her chair back, wipes her hands down her thighs and stands. “I will take a shower now.” Her gaze leaves Cassian when she turns around. 

But that is not the end of this conversation. She is on the verge of leaving the room, and quickly glances over her shoulder, right into Cassian’s eyes, grinning and hoping it is invitation enough for him to join her. She really hopes that he gets it, not knowing how to make it more obvious that she wants to shower with him. 

And he does understand. The moment Nesta is out of the room, Cassian stands as well. “I’ll clean that all up tomorrow morning. Do me one favour and go upstairs,” —Cassian smirks— “and draw a blind eye. Both of you.”

The two men chuckle, but understand and quickly put their dishes into the sink before strolling out of the room. Cassian can see how absolutely not easy it is for Azriel to leave his computer and his findings behind, but he also knows that his brother would do everything for him and he values that a lot. 

“But Cass,” Azriel says and turns back to his brother. He grins, and it is mischievous. “Don’t show your hand all at once.” With a wink Azrile leaves the room. Cassian hears the two men walk up the staircase and once the sound of a door being close reaches his ears he sets out for the bathroom, knocking softly when he arrives there. He does not have to wait long for the yes, and walks in, his heart beating in his throat. 

There she stands, dressed in only the white lacy underwear and for a moment Cassian forgets how to breathe. “Took you quite a while,” Nesta hums, slowly letting her eyes trail over him. There is fire in them, a fire Cassian has not seen there before. He does not really know what has changed between them, but probably it is the comfort and security they offer each other. 

“I had to make sure we were alone.” Cassian smirks again, leaning against the door, and crosses his strong arms over his chest. “So I assume it was an invitation to…?” He cocks his brow and waits. 

“To save some water,” Nesta says with a hint of gleeful joy in her voice. “You know we live in a crisis and it would be a shame to waste more water than needed. If we shower together we will make sure not a single drop too much is wasted.” Her hair slides over her shoulder when Nesta cranes her neck, letting her finger trail from her collar bone down to her cleavage. Cassian’s eyes follow the movement and leave heat in every place they touch. His gaze explores, touches all the places he later on wants to devour with his hands. He grins then, gives his head a little shake and pushes off the wall. His voice lowers when he says, “You will be my end, Nes,” and his hands capture her face. For a moment they look each other, then their lips meet in a searing kiss. Nesta claws at his shirt, and manages to pull it over his head a moment later. They have to break the kiss to get rid off the other pieces of clothing, their hands not working fast enough for both their liking. The former general spins Nesta around, his front pressed against her back, Nesta hands braced on the sink. With casual simplicity Cassian manages to unclip her bra and just a second later it goes flying across the room, landing somewhere close to the toilet. He stands behind her, meeting her gaze through the dusty mirror. Then his lips lower to her shoulder, he kisses her there, nibbles softly when his hands come up, brushing over her breasts, the hardened peaks and he begins to palm her. “Say you want that, Nes.”

Her lips part with a little moan when he rolls her right nipple between his thumb and forefinger, his arousal a hard press against her butt. “I want that,” Nesta breathes. Her eyes fall shut, but she forces them open and meets Cassian’s gaze again. “I want you.” He thrusts his hips into her a little, then pulls back so he can pull down her panties, leaving her absolutely bare for him. She is glistening already, and a low groan leaves Cassian at the sight of her. He pulls the grey joggers down his hips, his underwear coming off as well, his hard length springing free. “Shower. Now.” It sounds like a command, but it comes out gentler, more like a request. 

Her cunt is dripping with arousal when Cassian stands in front of her in all his naked glory. Her back is pressed against the shower wall, Cassian’s hands on her body, his lips on her mouth. He is touching her everywhere, his presence fills the whole room, her whole body, her mind. There is only Cassian and he is every inside of her system. Nesta reaches between the two of them, stroking his hard cock, loving how the tall general shudders with her first touch. He places a sloppy kiss right below her ear, and turns on the water that is falling down on them in wet and hot drops. “You want my cock, huh?” Nesta moans, her thumb brushing his tip where a bead of moisture has already gathered. “Yes,” she breathes, turning her head so she can kiss his cheek. “I want all of you.”

Don’t show your hand all at once. Azriel’s words sound in his mind and as much as he wants to fuck Nesta against the shower wall, he also wants to do things slower with her. Not already go full in. One step at the time, or so. “You won’t be getting my cock tonight.” He swipes his thumb over her lower lip, grinning at her little pout. “Patience, Nes.” 

And with that he crouches down in front of her, his large hands grabbing her thighs so he can spread her legs. She is wet, rosy and so ready for him. Cassian nearly comes at the sight of her, his cock painfully throbbing, but tonight he would only offer her his tongue. His hand slides to her knee and he skillfully lifts her leg, placing her knee over his shoulder so he has better access to her centre. He kisses her there, a small peck, a tiny taste when he licks over his lower lip, savouring his first taste of her. She tastes like heaven. 

The moment Nesta’s back bows of the wall and her hand fists his hair he lets his tongue glide through her wet folds, the hot water falling down on him. He devours her, his lips capture the tight bud at the apex of her thighs. Nesta removes his hair from the hair tie, twirling his strands around her fingers. Cassian loves how she shivers and moans when he flicks his tongue at her click, soft at first, then harder, suckling and licking, devouring her. Nesta claws at his scalp, her other hand grabbing her breast. Her head is thrown back, lips parted, eyes squeezed closed. Cassian is stroking himself, grabbing himself harder at the high pitched moans that leave Nesta, how her breathing quickens, how she is rubbing herself against his face. He laps at the arousal leaking out of her, collecting it all before going back to sucking on her clit. She is screaming his name, curses mixing in, by the time her walls tighten. She wants to clench her thighs, Cassian’s light stubble and his long hair tickling her skin when she presses her leg against his head. She will definitely have whisker burn on her thighs the next morning. 

But Nesta does not care about it, all she cares is the immense amount of pleasure crashing into her. She comes with a cry of bliss, her knees buckling but Cassian is there to catch her. When he straightens, he lifts her into his arms, pressing her against the wall behind them, kissing her deeply. Nesta can taste herself on his lips, on his tongue. Her legs curl around his waist, his cock wedged between them. They kiss, savour the taste of the other until no air is left in their lunge and they have to part. Cassian’s hand is braced on the shower wall next to Nesta’s head, his chest heaving with deep inhales when he turns a little and spills himself against the shower wall and the floor, the water from the shower thank God cleaning it all. 

“I think I was wrong,” he breathes. “The meat clearly wasn’t the best thing I ate tonight.” A grin spreads over his lips before Cassian kisses the corner of Nesta’s mouth. Her lips are still parted, her face flushed, her eyes wide. But then she grins and it lights up the whole room, Cassian’s heart and he wraps her into his arms, and kisses the side of her head.

~~~~~~~~

tags: @helhjertet @moonlightazriel@crushedcloudsx @brekkershadowsinger @girasoli-e-sorrisi @ignite-me@swifti-ed @cassiansbigwingspan @burningsnowleopard @headcanonheadcase @banasheefan56 @a-frog-with-a-laptop

[avidaraku]

Hi!!!! ʕ •̀ o •́ ʔ

welcome to my pinned post I honestly still dont know what to do with my blog like ever but still :) nice stuff. This blog contains whatever the fuck I reblog, including fandom and 18+ stuff - I do not tag my porn reblogs so if you're following me for fandom things, this is an all in one blog bc i do what i want <3 you are warned! leave if you dislike my beloved freak blog

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just be nice and kind babygirls, that's all i ask of <3 human decency lets go!!!! (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

my ao3 account is https://archiveofourown.org/users/Daimashiko :) I like writing porn, my brain is constantly on khr mode :) I also never have any consistent name for my accounts, so thats also why my names are different. Hi to any discord friends who know me from well, discord <3 im sure u guys are familiar with my socials in this case

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#my art (very self explanatory I am not a creative person with names?? sorryyyyy - i also considered making my art tag into artvidaraku but like. thats too much effort jklsjgkldKJDF:SJ:JKL:JK:LDG ;;)

#khr (that is my main fandom ofc <333 - overlaps with my art but also other people's khr stuff so haha... its a mess but oh well)

#poll (i like answering them! or just reblogging polls i wanted to volunteer in but its too late </3)

#lotta tags (i tend to comment a lot in tags but these are the ones where i usually write like. a lot of commentary to the point im like ohhhh i should tag this right? curious if anyone's ever went through them but also i've never talked abt these things so. oopsssss <3 - lot of it is kinda sad / depressing but usually i am pretty reflective. kinda?)

#animals (self explanatory. i love me some fucking creatures. respect nature babygirls i adore them fellas <3)

#tumblr classic (i love getting to see the classics / things i'd personally consider a classic on my feed)

#fandom (this one's pretty commonly used! yadda yadda, talks abt fanfic and stuff / sometimes i get disappointed with fandom but that's not new lol)

#fashion (i don't use this as much as I should be?? but if you want to check out what i think is fun / a vibe <3)

#avidarecs (****i literally just made this on impulse so there's not much rn but i want to share more of my recs for things in general! fandom / songs / whatever other thing comes to mind?***// will probably be rarely used? but you never know~)

there might be more tags I haven't included but from the top of my head this is it?? Might add more, i have no clue. But anyways back to my other interests and what I'm into!

media i like: khr (its number one bc i am unable to pry reborn's hands on my stupid silly little soul so i cannot escape even if i wanted to), slay the princess + scarlet hollow (games made by the same studio. i love the art and vibes sooo much and also the fanart is sooo beautiful), Jenna Marbles (i've been obsessed w her stuff recently and I hope she's having a good time w her dogs and Julien :), kpop (honestly its only just loona bc im tired and feel old as fuck despite only being in my 20s so i am not gonna get into another thing lol), and sanrio!!! i love my melody she's a cutie patootie <3

-probably more stuff I like but this post would be a lot longer

I'm certain its obvious but I am a proshipper (also i am always in rarepair hell girl HELP. but also i will chain myself to that random mix of characters without prompting. ah....), if you don't like proshippers, leave my page and block me <3

But anyways my fav tropes (i definitely have more i just cant think of them but in general im chill with lots of stuff!)

incest (i am so fr when i say somehow i always revolve around incest ships they're just soooo good. my brain is absolutely destroyed in favor of tasty fucking food. shout out to incest shippers you guys rock luv yall :3)

age gap / size difference (these tropes are lovers and they're already fucking each other within one yard of each other. good fucking food yk?)

any toxic/problematic food (necro + lolisho rights!!!) in general. i am just. yeahhhhhhhhhhh MMMM LOAD THAT SHIT UP. i also have very little memory but still whatever

genderbend - i know it's a dwindling trope in popularity but there is nothing better than mindlessly turning a guy chara into a girl like wow..... so hot.... <3 this has also been a long time trope i've adored and i'll probably never stop using it bc its just that good for me <3 mmm. girls. cute.

monsterfucker stuff is great! (does this include animal hybrids? im going to include it with that soooo)

i think this is enough, but also before you go explore whatever maze my blog is in bc i cant be bothered enough by my blog, i will also reblog things in tandem to politics / real world things (I support Palestine <3). Am American. Am Mess. But I hope the world is kinder even just a little bit more. This world is cruel, but I hope we can continue to offer each other support and love, even when times are harrowing as always.

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[forthedancingandthethriving]

After the dust settles, Andrew and Daisy are left wondering what the hell just happened.

Their daughter's defiance had been expected, of course. The fact that she had friends both willing and able to help her run away again was a surprise, but it at least made sense. At least until you considered just who and what had come for her.

Teenagers capable of magic with only three shirts between the five of them? Superpowered animals that seemed strangely familiar, particularly that talking yellow rat that had somehow gotten drunk off cocktail sauce of all things? An oddly classy cat woman who'd managed to hijack the band they'd hired to play her bizarre foreign music? That mustachioed man who'd done...unspeakable things to a plate of spaghetti while what seemed to be his young daughter built some sort of doomsday device in the background?! The thief who no one had seen but had clearly been through most of the manor (and had left notes claiming the many seemingly valuable items they'd left behind were costume jewelry and cheap knockoffs). Whatever the fuck that pink thing that had traumatized the chefs was?!

Worst of all was that little astronaut who'd stood between them and Tulip when they'd tried to make her see sense, as though he had any right to keep her from where she belonged.

Andrew would think it was some insane nightmare if it weren't for all the witnesses and property damage.

"Oh, where did it all go so wrong with you, Tulip?"

"I believe I can shed some light on that."

Startled, he looked all around for the source of that gravelly voice.

"Down here."

He followed the instruction, then yelped and stumbled back. "You-what are you!?"

Before him stood a blocky red creature no more than two feet tall with a simple, bushy-browed face set in a permanent scowl, wearing nothing but a grey hat and overcoat. It held up its squarish mitten hands in a placating manner, "easy there, pal! I come in peace."

While that didn't answer his question, it did at least give him a chance to calm down and consider what the being had said, "You...know something about my daughter?"

It(he? they sounded like a man at least) nodded, "And the people she went with. It has to do with their...unusual behavior."

Now that seemed promising. As he recalled, all of this trouble began with Tulip's massive outburst and disappearing act after she'd been named heir of the company. She'd seemingly become a different person overnight, and if this fellow could explain what had caused it...

"Well then, it seems we have a lot to talk about. Do come in, mister..."

He almost smiled, "Blook, sir. Barry the Blook."

HOLY. SHIT. /VVVPOS

I love this?? So?? Fucking?? Much?? Describing what the other Avatars were doing, her parents' delusion about Tulip, Olimar standing between them and her?? FUCK YEEEEEEAH.

And then the set up the Barry?? FUCKING.

EATS /POS

[alinalioness]

Background of the FNAF FINAL:The Beginning of Chapter 4.

(Note:This meant chapter 4 of the very first fanfiction. This also applies to other backstories that will appear later when I want to)

It's been 2 months.

The characters were in the lobby and talking to each other. Since 2 months have passed, animatronics have already learned a lot from new friends from wonderworld.

Freddy: And you start to come out into reality a little more often.

Balan: Yes. But when it comes to performance, I always don't get tired.

Foxy: (He looked at the calendar) Listen, it's been 2 months, and no one is interested in what's out there (Everyone paid attention).

Balan: Hmm, it's true.

Lance: We even forgot what was going on there. But I'm afraid that people will see us again.

Helpy: Let me go. If I'm smaller, I might not be noticed.

Balan: It's possible. But only... (Put Helpy in a hood) Do you still remember how to use the phone?

Helpy: Sure.

Balan: If you see something new, call me. But speak softly when there are a lot of people.

Helpy: Good.

Helpy immediately left the theater and headed towards Freddy Fazber's pizzeria. Surprisingly, when he walked, people were calm already. When he got there, it seemed to him that everything was in order, but he did not expect when he went inside. The inside of the pizzeria was full of dust and cobwebs. The light hasn't been working for a long time. He immediately took out his phone and called the others.

In the theater.

The heroes were sitting around the table and saw that the phone on the table rang, and Balan turned on the handset.

Balan: Hello?

Helpy: In short, everything inside the pizzeria became dusty and dirty. Even the lights don't work. People also became more calm, as if they had forgotten about our existence.

Balan: Yeah, things were different without us.

Freddy: I think you should go back to the theater.

Helpy: Good.

He immediately turned off the phone and went back. And that moment began. As he walked calmly, he heard the voices of people. Those creatures that he did not see ran past him. There were round animals, marine life, a squirrel in a spacesuit, a wolf with wings, a fox with horns, a white axolotl, a large slime in the form of a cat with an ordinary red cat, a panda, a griffin and a fox.

He accidentally dropped his phone and a crimson lioness with purple hair almost walked past him.

Lioness: I'm sorry, it's just that people are chasing me and my friends (She heard people screaming) I have to go (She runs away).

He immediately realized that these new creatures needed help when people ran past him.

In the theater.

The phone rang and Balan turned on the receiver.

Balan: Allo?

Helpy: Guys, these people need help. People are chasing him. And these are the ones we haven't seen before. I only remember the lioness girl with purple hair who helped me give me a phone.

Balan: It's not good. Go back to the theater, and we'll figure out how to save them.

Helpy: Good.

Balan: (He picked up the phone) So guys, who has any ideas how to save them?

Freddy: I think it's necessary, a few people should go. Although we don't know how many there are.

Balan: Good. Whoever goes should find them and give them the tims unnoticed and they will point to the theater. Who will go?

Freddy: I think I'll go with Bonnie, Chica and Foxy.

Leo: Let me do this with Emma, please.

Cal: I think we 12 inhabitants will go too.

Balan: Good. (Snaps his fingers and four tims appear on the hands of the selected characters) When they come, we will arrange a surprise in one of the chapters.

Haoyu: I suggest in my chapter on cetacean island.

Balan: This is good idea. I wish you good luck.

Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, Foxy, Leo, Emma and the inhabitants left the theater and split up. Animatronics on the right, people on the left. Animatronics walked through several streets, they saw a pink lioness who was sitting on the basketball court, where they met Leo and Emma.

Chica:I think it's her.

Freddy:Then we release it.

They immediately released yellow tim and went back to the theater.

(I decided to end at this point because I'm getting a little tired.)

The End.

[aceinabook]

Monthly Wrap-up~

July 2024

Books Read: 19

DNFs: 2

Holy I read a lot this month, haha. There was a lot of Manga to be fair though! I've never read this much in one month! It didn't feel exhausting either!

The Last Hero: I absolutely loved this one. It finished off the series with a banger and made it's way to one finishing this series and as well as making it a favorite!

Remarkable Bright Creatures: I'd never heard of this before, but it was my bookclub's August pick! It was a nice cozy read. I really enjoyed the character work in it!

Sword of Summer: The first in the Magnus Chase series! I love Rick Riordan's writing, but did not care for the Kane Chronicles so I was wary of the gods of asgard series. I shouldn't have worried I loved meeting Magnus!

The Midnight Lie: I loved Rutoski's Winner's trilogy. So I was excited when I saw a Lesbian romance by the same author and didn't really know much about it before I read it! I was very intrigued with it and am excited to pick up the sequel. I think it was only a duology. \

The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet: This was such a nice cozy Sci-fi it made me think of Mass Effect. I loved it and the Wayfarer crew really made me happy

Golden Kamuy Vol. 5: I like the many expressions and how much Japanese history i'm learning with this series. Also love Asirpa.

Heaven Official's Blessing Vol. 8: This was such a good ending to such a beautiful story. I will not shut up about how much I love this story. Xie Lian you are such an icon.

Requiem of the Rose King Vol. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5: This is all gonna go in one seeing as I feel it will get blurred together haha. My Partner was reading this and told me it had some playings with gender. I like reading things like that! It is defintely very political and I am actually really enjoying that, I'm not the biggest fan of shakespearean stories at times but this one feels just right.

Hunter x Hunter Vol. 4, 5, 6: I love the Hunter x Hunter anime. I started the manga to get caught up and see what happens after the anime ended. I like this series, and the anime was pretty on the nose.

Divine Rivals: I read this for a challenge to read the past years GR best of the year, this was YA fantasy & Sci-Fi pick. It was ok, but I do not understand how it won. I look at the nominees and I hadn't really read any of the others, but look it was not the best book I read. There were some good bits, but it felt under-developed. Not interested in continuing this duology.

Tokyo Ghoul Vol. 7: Ah, I have never really read a horror manga. Tokyo Ghoul has been something I've been reading for a while but slowly. I loved this volume, it was peak. I loved that Kaneki went through a major character break. I love this boy.

The Hammer of Thor: Magnus Chase! He Strikes again! I listened to the audiobook for SoS and HoT, there are two different audiobook narrators so that was a little off putting. I'll be honest Kieran Culkin the narrator for HoT was better than the one in SoS. I liked this because of Alex Ferraro, I enjoyed she/he's banter with Magnus it was fun. It was also funny to hear Alex call Magnus a golden retreiver. This series is fun!

Icarus: I had not really have heard of this, I got it in the Rainbow Crate book box so It came to me via book recommendation boxes. It is kind of a retelling of the myth of Icarus and Helios. It was pretty good and is def not a close retelling. K Ancrum writes so beautifully. I do highly recommend it

Dnfs:

Godly Heathens: This seemed like really good potential, but I just didn't care about the characters and there were too many dream sequences and it blurred with what was happening. Maybe listening to the audio was the problem haha.

Westside: I just didn't want to read about a detective with a cop dad that was admired who did some police brutality. I'm sure some will like it, I just can't read about that.

That's about it! It was such a good reading month I had a great time. Once I started I just couldn't stop!

[lost-technology]

I've encountered a lot of media-illiteracy on this and related subjects (mostly on TV Tropes - *glares*). I don't encounter it that much. It seems that most Trimax readers get that it's Vash that has this whole starvation-standoff with Rem and the suicidal impulse. People possibly confuse the two because Vash...uses a knife? I don't know. Maybe it's the fault of people being really, really used to the '98 anime, which gave Vash a sweet, enthusiastic little guy characterization and made Knives the colder, more intellectual one. In the manga, they're opposites - Knives is the emotional lil' tear-fountain and *younger* brother Vash seems to be the more analytical one, and protective. (And then in Trigun Stampede they seem to switch back to the original anime personalities with the cool / analytical Nai and Vash being emotionally expressive). I think it might be from people not reading / having access to the entirety of Trimax? (Trigun Manga Overhall, it's right there. I'm lucky enough to have the original Dark Horse English-language prints, but Overhall is there until there's a reprint). It might be some '98 only fans or Trigun Stampede fresh-fans who go to look up bits and pieces about the manga - various wikis and so forth and they misinterpret things. Maybe they see Japanese-scans and don't understand the language so they just assume that it's Knives that does the stabby-stab because...well, "Knives" and because he and Vash look so much alike. (Hint: Vash's hair is a touch longer and he's got a facial mole, which Knives lacks in the manga). I mean, I'm pretty sure I saw the mistake on TV Tropes once, until someone corrected it. I once saw, myself, another egregious error people assumed about this volume: Under "Go Mad From the Revelation" someone had listed that REM dissected their older sister. I was like... "Oh, no, oh, no, no, no! NO ONE does my girl dirty like that!" I used my edit powers to correct it to "The SEEDS crew dissected their older sister." Rem... did not seem to be involved, or to be involved minimally. Anyone who actually READS and pays attention to Volume 7 will see Rem speaking of how she and Conrad opposed the experiments. (Manga Conrad, who knows with Stampede Conrad since he seems to have been upgraded to more evil there). I would not doubt that Rem was involved in some of the early stages - raising and observation, perhaps some of the first scans Tesla went through, but it's quite obvious that she opted out and protested when things started getting gnarly. She displays how incredibly upset she was to Vash - being "powerless" hence her resolve to hide the twins / not wake the crew when they came along. She was taking a huge risk - something that would definitely get her courts martialed if she was found out, or maybe even executed. Or, you know, lead to a sensitive alien plant-creature crashing their whole project upon understanding the livestock-state of his people.... *tugs collar nervously.* Try to correct the errors when you can. I've seen worse errors in other fandoms (particularly one in which a reboot had almost nothing to do with the original story-wise, hence some entirely different pasts for different characters - and then some people seemed to be making up stupid stuff for a villain just for fun, it seemed, and spreading them through the fandom). Anyway, Trigun's characters are complex. I suppose it is easy for some people to confuse some actions and motivations for them.

CW for gore and suicidal ideation (TriMax Vol. 7) also Spoiler warning!

EDIT: I am a drama queen and just assume a lot of Trimax readers misinterpreted this scene bc I saw like only two people do it but I’m also using this as an excuse to yap about Vash and Knives’ personalities bc it was super interesting in this volume ok byyeee read on:

Is it just me or is the majority of the fandom under the impression that it was Knives who stabbed Rem?? Because it was actually Vash. Which I think says a lot about their actual personalities vs how the fandom perceives them.

Analysis under the cut!

In classic Nightow fashion, it's hard to figure out wtf is going on and you gotta read over it multiple times, but look:

After the discovery of Tesla, Knives faints and is placed in a little incubator thing or whatever and Vash laments the fact he remained awake to mull over the horrors. From this point on, Knives is not in the picture bc he's busy honk mimimi (which is actually something he employs as a coping mechanism throughout the story... his precious beauty sleep...)

Now, Vash is refusing to eat and lashes out at Rem, expressing his disdain for being stuck on a spaceship with all these nasty humans.

Rem once again tries to get Vash to eat, peeling him a fruit.

Vash lunges for the knife and attempts to stab himself, but Rem stops him.

Vash is locked in a reactive state - he's in shock and acting out. This is where I think ppl miss the mark in interpreting the twins and why Vol. 7 is so important.

Vash can actually be nasty as hell. He ain't all that babygirl. His silly goofy facade is a way of integrating himself into the human world sure - but it's also lying to himself. He's impulsive, stubborn, and dare I say arrogant with his Messianic martyr type shit.

Knives on the other hand, internalises everything. Though he may appear to be the one who lashes out, and yes of course he's also arrogant, but it's mostly projection. He is in a MAD state of denial. For all his talk of being a superior being, that humans are icky and should all perish, yada yada yada, he actually wishes for love and acceptance - he wants to be safe.

Obviously, his head is too far up his ass to admit it, and he's always too busy tweaking about how annoying Vash is and blaming Rem for everything to actually try and sit down and think of better ways to do things but ANYWAY

(You know who else's head is up their ass? Vash. The twins are actually so alike if you really study them!! Anywayyyy)

That was Knives' whole deal from THE VERY BEGINNING. Knives was the one to cry in relief when Conrad and the crew accepted them, not Vash. Vash was more like "ok cool! life might not be so bad! yipee!" and then Knives had to Big Fall about his internalised plantphobia or whatever etc etc.

I AM GETTING SIDETRACKED !! ok so

The stabbing occurs. Again, hard to tell it's actually occurring bc Nightow, but yeah Vash stabbed Rem. Not Knives! Bro has passed out for a couple days now lol.

More evidence it's Vash - Vash was the one to express feeling suicidal. Knives cannot express anything to save his life bc he's the king of internalisation and deflection and projection lmao. Also yeah he's still eeping.

Oh look! He rises! Completely unaware of the drama that has unfolded! Not that he'd care! He's set on a mission to hurl humanity to the dust bowl of Gunsmoke! Little scamp.

Ok take from all that what you will!

Thanks for reading <3

[eeunoia]

ENHYPEN Mini Series

E N H Y P E N in an Apocalypse

part two

pairings: park sunghoon x reader

summary: you got stuck in the outbreak with the person you hate the most, park sunghoon.

short background: before the outbreak happened, the spread of the infection happened when one of the student went to the science laboratory and got bitten by an infected animal.

THIS SERIES ARE INSPIRED BY THE SERIES: ALL OF US ARE DEAD.

warnings: blood, violence, mention of abuse and everything about a zombie apocalypse. (let me know if i forgot something)

word count: 10k

note📎: Hi I just want to give you heads up that some scenes may be similar from the series. I give full credits to them! I hope you guys liked it! it really means a lot to me whenever you let me know what you think about them, re-blogs and comments are well appreciated. btw, i love you guys and thank you for supporting me up until now. have a nice day/night! 🤍

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"Everyone, out!" Sunghoon looked over his shoulder after he heard Jungwon shouted. He quickly turned his gaze back at you and helped you get up.

"Snap out of it, baby. Get out, I'll follow." he mumbled near your face and even if you're still spacing out a little, you run out of your classroom. You saw Heeseung and Jay right in front, leading your classmates that were already outside. All of them were obviously as terrified as you.

You glanced back and saw Sunghoon, together with Jungwon and Ni-ki staying back to make sure nobody’s left out. When you met eyes with him, he nodded his head like a signal for you to go.

"Let's go!" you're a little surprised when you felt (jw's y/n) sliding her arm over yours to make sure she can pull you along with her.

With clouded mind, you let her drag you towards the direction of the upper floor. You guys ended up by the science lab. All of you were panicking so much because there's a bunch of infected students at that floor. You can't help but start to shed some tears out of fear. Sunghoon took notice as he glanced at your direction while helping the other boys to hold the windows, they're using to keep those infected from biting them.

"Hey, it's okay." he told you and you glanced at him.

His hair was disheveled, probably from all that fighting he did back there. His uniform was crumpled and have blood stains. If you look at him, he's far different on how normally Sunghoon will look like in daily basis. He's someone very prim and proper when it comes to his appearance.

To see him like this... gives off a different vibe of him. He still looks Godly but you know, hits different.

You did manage to get inside after one of your classmates broke the lock of the room and everyone were catching their breaths after settling inside. You are spacing out because you can't really believe you just went through over that.

You gulped as you felt terrified as the memory of those scary human—creatures, whatever that is, flashes back over your mind. You don't know if you can still deal with them. Suddenly, the face of your Father went inside your thoughts.

Right! You are rich. Even if he doesn't love you that much he won't just abandon you, right? You can try to call him or his assistant if he's still too busy.

You hate him but you can't think of any other solutions right now. Your hate were long overshined by fear.

You remembered that (nk's y/n) have the phone so you walked closer to her to borrow it and use it to call your Dad. She turned at you and like you she seemed to not getting over the scenes a while ago.

You laid your hand in front of her making her show a confused look over you. "Give me the phone, I'll call someone." you said and she quickly went through her pockets.

Shock flashes through her face when she realized something. You furrowed your brows while staring at her. You already have a hint of why she looked like that, but your mind couldn't just accept it right away.

"I l-lost it. I must have dropped it-" you cut her off as you pulled back your hand.

"You lost it?! How could you!" you shouted right at her face frustratingly. You couldn't believe she just lost your only way out of this miserable place.

She lowered her head, feeling sorry. You wanted to feel pity or guilty but once again, you can't. Your emotions were all messed up and you can't think of anything else but your rage about her losing the phone. You heard some of your classmates sighed, like as if they're done with this.

You're still glaring at her when Sunghoon suddenly went in between. Your sharp looks moved towards him but he seemed unbothered. Of course, he is. He's probably used to it already.

"Stop starting arguments, it's not helping." he said in a serious and worried tone.

This isn’t the right time to cause a scene. Everybody is scared and fear can cause a lot of things. He doesn’t want anything bad to escalate if you continued showing this foul attitude of yours. To prevent that, he needs to calm you down.

“I need to call my Dad so he can get us out of here but then she lost the fucking phone! How stupid is that?!” you shouted frustrated. He sighed and kept his arm on your way to prevent you from going near (nk’s y/n). Yet again, you let out a sigh starting to get really pissed at him.

You can feel the other students eyeing you already but you couldn’t care anymore. She just lost your only ticket out of this place! You’re seriously losing your mind and Sunghoon’s not helping at all.

You slightly pushed your way through and was about to grab (nk’s y/n) arm, but you were held back by Sunghoon. You furrowed your brows angrily and shoot him glares. As always, he was totally unbothered by it.

‘Since when did he ever got scared from your glares?’

You clenched your jaw and tried to pull back your arms but it was no use. Letting go of it was not on his plans.

“No! Let me fucking go, Sunghoon!” you screamed and still tried to free yourself but he just hold you tighter before swiftly pulling you closer to him. He did it with no sweat.

“No way! Come here,” he uttered.

Once reachable, he snaked his arm over your waist and carried you towards the other side of the room, away from the other students.

You kept yelling and you can see him squint his eyes because you’re slightly hurting his ears but he was also too focused with the goal of taking you away from your classmates. He’s preventing you from creating more arguments with them.

Your nose was flaring as you eyed him sharply after he placed you at one of the chair. He sighed, catching breath, before he ran his hand over to his messy hair. He rests one of his hands at the back of your chair then leaned closer to your face.

You can feel your heart racing, not just because of getting exhausted from all the screaming but also because of how intimate he is staring at your eyes. You gulped and tried to pull yourself together but his stares were too intimidating.

“Now, you will calm down here and not cause any more fights.” he mumbled under his breath, only enough for you to hear. He said it in a way like as if he’s hypnotizing you into doing it.

You pursed your lips in a thin line and glanced away from his pretty eyes. He sighed once again and moved away from you. It slightly calmed you down and made you less conscious because atleast there’s enough space between the two of you. He pulled one chair and placed it right in front of your chair. He sat down and clenched his jaw, staring at you seriously.

You tried to gather all your courage to look back to his eyes as well. If he moved a little more closer, he might’ve heard how loud your heart was beating. Something that only him can do.

You clenched your jaw and glanced away, denying the fact that Sunghoon have that much effect over you. It was slightly hurting your pride.

“Listen,” he started. “you need to stop starting arguments with anyone right here. You understand?” it was not a question. He’s letting you sink that thought into your whole system.

You glanced at him, “How can I not start an argument? Nobody here listens to me!”

“Things can be solved even without starting a fight.” he tried stating his point. You let out a scoff and rolled your eyes at him. “Easy for you to say since you’re always favored by everyone.” you mumbled but he was able to hear it.

He furrowed his brows and gently grabbed your wrist so he can ask you more about it but you shoved his hold off. “I won’t start any arguments if that will calm you guys the fuck down.” you stated and stood up to go away from Sunghoon and the rest of them.

You went to the far corner of the room and sat down at the floor. You shut your mouth and pulled your knees close to your face so you can rest your chin over them. You started spacing out right after. It’s funny how a day can be this long. Even after encountering and seeing those things face to face, you still couldn’t believe they exist. Everything is not making any sense for you. You’re tired, thirsty, lost and scared.

As far as you remember, you’re just having lunch with your friend while she talks about these stupid things you don’t mostly give fuck. Your heart ached at the memory of her. She was very sweet towards you, understanding too. Out of all the people in your school, she was the only one who never gave up on you. That even if you treated her badly, she was still there by your side, saving your ass. You sniffed and covered your face using your palms then silently let it out.

You only have her and now she’s gone. She left you too. And you couldn’t even do anything a while ago to help her. You just stood there, afraid. You’re useless.

You snapped your head up the moment you heard them screaming worriedly. The first thing you saw was one of your classmates having her nose bleeding, beside her was (jw’s y/n). They’re best of friends.

You can see how scared and worried the whole class were while watching the scene. Jungwon was quick to go near (jw’s y/n) and held her arm. She was crying so hard while trying to free herself from his hold. You gulped, feeling the same bitter emotion at your chest. It was just like you and your friend a while ago. The only difference is, (jw’s y/n) get to say good-bye to her friend properly.

Your eyes caught Sunghoon walking near you. He didn’t say anything but he did looked at your eyes for a while before he faced the scene once again. You pursed your lips and looked back.

Your heart breaks the moment her best friend tells you things like take care of each other and fighting before she pushed herself off from the window. It was painful to watch but you couldn’t have yourself to say anything. Like always, you kept all your emotions to yourself, all to yourself.

You saw how Jungwon tried to calm (jw’s y/n) for a while before he was called over by Jay. Seems like they want to talk to him about something. Sunghoon walked towards them as well, and they started discussing. You clenched your jaw and slipped your hand over to your pocket.

Your brows furrowed a bit when you felt something inside. As you withdraw your hand from your pocket, you saw a handkerchief and a band-aid.

Oh right, since you help at the infirmary during your breaks, the nurse there gave you this cute band-aids that have designs on them. Your eyes then darted at the handkerchief then towards (jw’s y/n). A part of you wanted to go walk to her and gave it to her but you also don’t know how.

What will you say if she asks why you did that? it would be very awkward.

People aren’t usually used to you being kind. That would probably be odd for her and you don’t want to end up explaining things. That would be just annoying.

After contemplating a lot, you end up pushing the thing back inside your pocket, once again missing the chance to let other people see how you can be nice at times too.

Eventually, they finished from discussing and the boys announced that you guys need to leave this room right away. It’s not safe anymore and they think the zombies will break in any minute now. Your heart fell when you heard that. It was already scary right now that you’re inside, what more if you’re back out there once again. You want to complain to their plan but then you stopped yourself. It’s not like someone will listen to you anyway.

They came up with a very brilliant and safest (note the sarcasm) plan out there. Since it’s obviously packed with infected people right outside of the science lab, they said you guys can try going down the audiovisual room through the window. Yes, the freaking window. Note that you’re also by the third floor of the building so if ever you make a mistake and fell, you may survive with broken bones but with all those infected people beneath, you’ll die as well.

They already managed to throw the hose out of the window which will serve as your own ladder to go down. Now, they’re asking for someone to volunteer to check if the room downstair is really safe.

You were just watching them with a bored expression when you saw Sunghoon raising his hand. You gulped and felt your heart fell.

Sunghoon and you may not have the best relationship. You hate how annoying he is and how he always meddles with you, but at the back of your mind, you know to yourself that out of all of the people here, besides your friend, he’s the only one who looks after you.

When he climbed up the table to go out of that window, you stood up and watched worriedly. The others are helping him and before he can even climb down, both of your eyes met.

You didn’t try to mask out the worry over your eyes. He stared at you for a while before smiling a little then climbed down.

Your heart was racing the moment he disappeared from your eyes. Fear consumes you and a lot of thoughts occupied your head.

You don’t know for how long you were holding your breath out of fear, but when you heard them shouting that it’s safe to go down, you feel like something was lifted off from your chest. You felt relieved.

The boys prioritized you girls to go first and so Jungwon called for you. He asked you to go down carefully but at a fast pace. He said that Sunghoon will be down, waiting for you.

You nodded, mind floating. You don’t even know if you can handle this. All you know is that you wanted to go down and see if he’s really safe. You let out a heavy sigh the moment you got yourself out from the window. Jay’s the one assisting you, holding you over your waist as you try to reach over the loops. You gulped and felt really scared the moment the wind blew over you.

Jay noticed your expression, “It’s okay, y/n. Calm down. Just take your time, alright? Be careful.” he instructed. You nodded and tried to do as you told.

You don’t know for how long you are going down, but the hose seemed to be endless. You shut your eyes and reached down to the next loop, shaking a bit.

“That’s it! Be careful, y/n. You can do this.” your eyes opened when you heard his familiar voice. You looked down without even thinking twice and you saw him by the window, waiting for you.

He was holding the hose to keep it from shaking too much. You sighed and tried your best to go down faster. When you are a step away, Sunghoon broke into a warm and relieved smile. You are finally there, you are safe with him.

He reached over your waist to assist you inside. “You did well, baby.” he uttered while you have your eyes shut close tightly.

He cupped your face and made you look at him. He smirked, “You’re so brave. Rest first.” he said and made you sit down at the corner.

You were speechless and maybe the shock from what just happened made you space out. Your homeroom teacher was there and even hugged you, greetings that she’s very happy to see you safe. You didn’t say anything and didn’t return her hug. You just let her do her stuff before you nodded at her once. She didn’t reacted negatively, like as if she was used to you already.

Soon, your classmates are now coming down one by one. You saw how Jungwon and Ni-ki were the last ones to arrive. (nk’s y/n) was crying hard when she gets reunited by her friend. You silently watched everyone slowly processing what just happened.

One of your classmates noticed a computer and they all crowded it just so they can see what’s going on. You sighed, completely uninterested.

You checked yourself and groaned a bit when you saw how dirty you are right now. It was just not eye pleasing at all and to think you never expected to see yourself wearing such dirty clothes. But somehow, you kind of satisfied to see yourself like this. A different side of you.

Your eyes then saw (jw’s y/n) at the corner and not joining the others. Your stares remained at her as you watch how she spaces out. She must’ve been thinking about her friend. The moment you saw her shed tears, you remembered the handkerchief you are about to hand him moments ago.

You pulled it back out and stared at it for a while before you let out a heavy sigh. With a pounding heart, you started walking closer to her side. This is the perfect timing since everyone is busy with that stupid computer, trying to get some information from outside the campus.

When you arrived near (jw's y/n), you rested your handkerchief to her hand that made her glance at you. Her eyes were bloodshot and you felt bad because even if you want to comfort her, you don’t know how. Instead of saying anything, you just decided to turn your back and started walking towards the corner.

You have no idea what’s her reaction because you tried to busy yourself at the things around the audiovisual room to avoid looking at her. She seemed to be at shock as well.

Well, you don’t blame her if she felt really surprised because maybe she thinks that you’ll be the last person to care for her.

That’s what people always misunderstands you for. That you’re emotionless, you cared about nothing or no one but yourself. You are very spoiled, that’s for sure. You are rude and mostly a bitch, but what they don’t know is that behind those traits, you’re just someone very broken. Someone unheard and always misunderstood.

Your head snapped over to your classmates when you suddenly heard a scream. Everyone panicked because one of the infected managed to grab one of your classmates. The boys who’s pretty busy with the computer were quick to rescue. Some of them pulled your classmate while the other tried to push the zombie off.

Your eyes darted over to Sunghoon who grabbed the mop and broke it to make a pointy tool. With no hesitation he stabbed the zombie to push it, making you glance away because you couldn’t watch such scene. One of the boys grabbed the computer to throw it, causing it to fall together with the rest of the hose.

The boys catches their breaths after they managed to once again resolve the problem. You’re relieved as well and just silently watch how they checked your classmate if ever they have any bruises. Thankfully, there isn’t any bruise.

As you were about to look away since you’re convinced that everything is okay you noticed Sunghoon’s hand. It has a bruise and the memory of him stabbing the zombie flashed through your mind.

“Y-Yah...” you called out with a scared tone. Sunghoon’s head snapped over at you, his eyes were worried when he saw fear flickering right through your eyes.

“Y-You’re scratched!” you can’t help but to raise your voice because he was walking closer to you.

It caught everyone’s attention. They all looked at Sunghoon’s direction and saw what you’re talking about.

Jay was standing near Sunghoon who looked a little upset at how you’re acting right at the moment. He tried his best to help and this is what he’ll get. He got the bruise from breaking the mop a while ago because he was in a rush of doing it.

“It was from the mop.” he said with his calmest tone. He knows you’re just scared and so he wants to take it easy. The fear over your eyes while staring at him bothers him so much. It irritates him why you’re looking at him like as if he will come at you any second when all he thinks about is how he can protect you.

“Yah, y/n! Stop this already. All you cause are problems!” your eyes darted towards (random name) when she said that, glaring at you.

When you roamed your eyes around, there it is again. Those stares... You understand how they’re really not fond of you, but you’re just worried for everyone’s safety.

You clenched your jaw, pride a bit hurt how nobody seemed to believe you. Even if they can see Sunghoon’s bruise, they still chose to side with him.

This is just awful. You hate them. You hate them so much.

“You shut up! And if he transforms suddenly you can save all of us?” you asked with a challenging tone towards her. Fear reflects her expression as she fell silent.

You smirked, “Just as I thought.” you shouted. You got startled when you felt a grip over your wrist. Turning your head over to your shoulder, you saw it was Sunghoon and you panicked right away.

“Let go of me!” you screamed that made him release from his grip. He was surprised but he’s more surprised at the way you are looking at him.

“Okay! That’s enough!” your homeroom teacher decided to come in between to keep you both from hurting each other since the argument are starting to heat up.

You saw Sunghoon’s jaw clenched hard while staring straight right at your eyes. You didn’t glance away but you felt your heart racing.

“In order to settle down, Sunghoon can lock himself down inside that room for thirty minutes.” she added, referring to the small room inside the audiovisual room. It’s like a recording studio, separate from everyone of you.

Sunghoon was still red out of annoyance, “An hour.” he said, eyes shooting like daggers at you. You kept your stares at him too, not budging.

“Come on, bro. It only took a person to turn like them for like ten minutes. Thirty would be enough--” one of his friends tried convincing him, but Sunghoon quickly interrupted.

“I insist. So I could prove that this didn’t came from a scratch.” he said.

“Y/n, if Sunghoon proved that it is really from the mop, you will say sorry to him.” you glanced at your teacher when she told you that.

“If he turned, he won’t be able to say sorry to me tho?” you protest, words coming out from your mouth even before you can stop them. You kind of regret saying it, but its too late to take it back. There’s a lot of words that you regret saying. It’s nothing new.

“Y/n!!” she looked mad and disappointed at you. Your heart ache, it was always like this. You rolled your eyes as Sunghoon just clenched his jaw.

“Fine. I was just thinking about our safety and this is what I get?” you said as a tear fell from your eyes. That was the first time you announced what you actually feel around anybody.

“Thinking of our safety or about yourself?” Sunghoon muttered as he walk himself inside. You looked a little offended but just decided to shut his mouth.

He won’t understand how you feel anyway.

It’s been already an hour and so when you saw your homeroom teacher walking towards you, you already know what’s going to happen. You gulped and nervously took a hold of your band-aid. After 30 minutes, you’ve already figured out that you were wrong all along and it made you feel so bad. You went hysterical and scared everyone then almost put Sunghoon’s life in danger. It was something you never ought to do.

You were just scared, but nobody understands it. All they can think of is that you’re a selfish bitch that wants him off. That’s not true. You will never want Sunghoon away. It may seem that way, but no.

Your teacher slowly guided you towards the recording room and you can feel the eyes of your classmates following your every move. You felt terrible and nervous the more steps you make.

When she opened the room and you stepped inside, he was not looking at you. He’s facing the other way around. You gulped and bit your lower lip while fidgeting over the band-aid you are holding.

You glanced at your homeroom teacher and she just gave you an encouraging smile then nodded her head towards Sunghoon’s direction. With little and light steps, you walked closer to him.

You sighed and tried hard stopping your tears from pouring out of your eyes. To see him okay in front of you was such a relief. Even if he’s mad at you, the important thing is that he’s alright.

You gently grabbed his wrist without looking at his eyes. Thankfully, he didn’t resisted your hold. With a pout, you carefully placed the band-aid over to his cleaned bruise.

“I-I’m sorry.” you were choking on your own saliva because there’s just so many things you wanted to say.

“I’m sorry.” you repeated and didn’t stutter this time. Sunghoon’s piercing eyes were digging holes as he stares over you. It made you nervous so you cleared your throat when you feel like there’s lump between it.

Finally, you let that out. For a long time that you’ve known Sunghoon, this is the very first time you said sorry to him.

“I know I don’t have the best way of letting people know about how I truly feel, but when I said I cared for everyone I really mean it. I was just... scared.” you gulped and tears started to stream over your face.

Sunghoon broke at the sight of you tearing up. This is the first time he’d seen you like this, and he hates it to bits.

“I was just s-scared and everyone suddenly went against me because of you. I j-just want all of us to be s-safe and—” you shut your eyes and tried calming yourself since you’re starting to lose your breath from crying.

You raised your head and stared at him with all courage. His jaw were clenching hard as he watch you carefully. Even if he’s right in front of you, you felt longing from him. Like you didn’t see him for years.

“Are you mad? Please,” you sniffed and shake your head sideways, “I can take it even if everyone is mad at me. J-Just not you... please don’t hate me.”

You were about to say something else when he suddenly raised one of his hand to reach over your face, carefully caressing and wiping those tears away. He pulled you into a warm embrace.

“It’s okay, I understand. Stop crying.” he uttered, comforting you. He placed a kiss at the top of your head as you snake your arms around his waist, crying out of relief.

“I don’t hate you, baby. I never did and I will never hate you.” he said sincerely that sends comfort and assurance towards you that calmed you down.

You nodded and tightened your hug to him, enjoying the warmth he’s sending your body. You don’t know for how long are you two hugging but it was enough for you to feel so much better.

When he pulled away, he flashes you his warm smile and caress your face while staring at you affectionately. You pouted, now feeling embarrassed of what you just did. You glanced away and you heard his snickered laugh.

“I’m seeing so many sides of you. I love it.” he commented that made you all flushed.

You rolled your eyes and turned your back at him before starting marching out from the room. He chuckled once again, trying to go after you.

“Hey, wait for me.” he said that you try to ignore. Even before you can make it outside, he managed to grab your wrist and pull you beside him.

You glanced at him with a pouty face. He smiled, “From now on, rely on me okay? I will protect you.”

It was heart warming and assuring. You smiled and nodded your head.

You feel like your relationship with Sunghoon improved so much because you two became so affectionate with one another.

Since it has been a long day, your teacher said that you guys will just rest for the rest of the night and will decide tomorrow if there’s still no sign of help.

You looked over to Sunghoon who’s silently guarding the door. Since everyone is anxious because of the situation, the boys agreed that they will take turns to guard the room. It’s Sunghoon’s turn right now.

You stood up from your place and walked closer to him. His head snapped at you even before you can manage to come closer.

He extends his hand to reach for your waist and pulled you closer, dropping a kiss at your forehead. “Why aren’t you sleeping?” he asks softly.

You pouted, “I can’t sleep thinking you’ll be right by the door.” you whispered back sounding so worried.

Sunghoon’s heart raced at how adorable you look right now. He smirked and leaned even closer, kissing your cheeks multiple times. You snaked your arms over his nape to return the affection.

“I will be fine. Just go try and get some sleep, okay? You need energy. I will rest beside you once my turn is over.” he said. You stared back at each other for a while before you decided to nod your head.

He gave you his coat so you can use it to cover yourself since it's a little chilly. You glanced back at him once last time when you’re sat back down. He smiled and nodded his head. You rest your back and tried to get some sleep.

Maybe because of exhaustion and the lack of food, you did fell asleep. The next thing you remember is when Sunghoon slowly joined you, resting your head at his shoulder for a more comfortable position. You slid your arm over his as you felt his head rest at yours. You sighed in relief. Rescue may not arrive too soon but at least you have him beside you.

It was morning once again and sadly help didn’t came last night. You are disappointed but what more can make the situation worst? You’re already fighting for your lives. It wasn’t much a surprise that no help are coming to get you guys out of there.

At this moment, you’ve come to realize that this isn’t the only place that had an outbreak of infection. If Hana was out in the city, there’s a possibility that she had spread the virus there as well.

Your head snapped over to Sunghoon when he held your hand, brows furrowed worriedly. “Hey, you okay?” he asked when he noticed you spacing out.

You smiled a little, “Yeah.”

He nodded his head and tighten his grip at your hand. Your classmates had came up with another plan after remembering that the teacher’s faculty where they kept the phones are just near this room. They’re thinking of getting a new phone in order to contact someone from outside the room.

“That’s too dangerous.” you mumbled nervously. Sunghoon glanced at you and smiled a little. He was the only one to hear since you two are standing too close to each other.

“Who will go?” one of your classmates asked. Your hold over Sunghoon’s hands tightened, afraid that he would volunteer like when he volunteer to go down here first before everyone else.

Jungwon and Ni-ki ends up volunteering. Jay wanted to go with them but Jungwon asked him to stay since he said he needs him to protect everyone else while they’re gone. Sunghoon was tasked to join Jay on guarding along with the other boys. Somehow, you felt relieved that he doesn’t have to go out and risk himself, but at the same time worried for your two classmates.

When its settled, the whole class helped finding some things that can help both of them to accomplish their mission. Thankfully, theres bats that they can use as weapons. You gathered some magazines to cover it to their arms so it won’t be easy for them to get bitten or bruised.

When you were about to grab another one, a hand beat you to it. Glancing at the person, you are met with (random name)’s judging eyes.

Even with no words coming out from her mouth, you can already tell that she’s still mad at you. You can’t blame her since after all you two had been through, you don’t expect her to be kind towards you. She hates you so much that she hold this grudge even if you’re in the middle of an infection outbreak.

“You’re so annoying.” she uttered lowly before rolling her eyes and walking away from you.

If it was your normal self, you would have said something back, but you just decided to shut yout mouth and moved on. There’s no point on arguing with her. It doesn’t matter. Its not like the outbreak will stop if you win over her.

When Jungwon and Ni-ki left to go down through the windows, you saw worry over Sunghoon’s eyes. Of course. They’re his friends and it’s just normal for him to feel that way.

You stood near him and caress his arm, “They’ll be fine.” you comfort him.

He glanced at you and smiled a little. “Of course. The two of them are smart and fast.” he said, but different from his words, his eyes flickered worry through them.

The whole duration that the two of them were gone to get phones, everyone were silent. It was very obvious how all of you are worried for them. You feel very grateful for them for volunteering and not hesitating to help everyone. It made you feel bad just by thinking of how you talked to them before.

“Hey.” your head snapped at Sunghoon when he gently squeezed your hand to get your attention.

“Hmm?”

“You’re spacing out.” he stated. You pursed your lips before sighing, “I just wish we can all get out of here safe.” you let him see right through your eyes.

If before, you’re really worried that people may see what you truly feels, now that’s not an issue anymore. Sunghoon made you understand that there's no point on pushing other people away. If your Dad is making you suffer at how hateful his attitude towards you, you don’t have to do the same thing with other people.

He raised one of his hand to cup your face, “We will. Okay?” he looked straight to your eyes, not breaking your eye contact.

Even if you’re filled with worry and very scared right now, even if things seemed to be impossible, just by having him beside you, hope bloom like wild flower.

You gave him a small smile before holding his hand that was caressing your face, “We will.” you repeated and he just smiled back.

After a couple minutes, Ni-ki was seen climbing back up. He looked really terrified and sadly, Jungwon was not with him. He said that the class president made a run for it, trying to get a phone that was scattered at floor near the door of the faculty.

You watch how Sunghoon’s face flexed, guilt clearly reflecting over it. He taps Ni-ki’s shoulder and comforted him that he did well and that everything will be fine. He and Jay assured him that Jungwon will surely make it to somewhere safe. He was pretty convincing, but the moment he walks closer to you, the emotion that flickered through his eyes almost broke you.

“Hey,” you pushed yourself off from the wall you’re leaning on and meet him half-way, smoothly placing both of your hands at his hips.

“It’s not your fault. Jungwon will be fine.” you said those words that he needed to hear the most.

His eyes shined a bit because of the tears that are aiming to come out, “I should’ve just offered to go.”

You sighed and hugged him tightly, caressing his back softly. “He’ll be fine.” you mumbled, heart aching for him and silently praying that Jungwon’s in a safe place.

Thankfully, one of your classmates remembered about the drone that were on the science lab. One of them happened to take one and so they planned to use it on finding Jungwon around the building. They figured he won’t definitely go out since the entrance are pretty packed with infected people and you guys can also use it as a guide on which rooms are vacant just incase of emergencies.

You can’t explain the relief and happiness you felt when you guys saw Jungwon at the music room together with Jake. It sure was relieving since he’s very much safe.

The next agenda was to go to the music room and make it your next stop before going to the rooftop where you guys planned to stay until help comes. One of your classmates thought that it would be a lot easier for help rescuers to get you guys up there which totally made sense.

As you all get ready, Sunghoon glanced at your way. He scanned you from your head to toe and you’re totally unaware of it as you are busy making sure you have enough magazines wrapped over both of your arms.

He walked closer, “Stay close to me, alright?” he said that made you turn your head over your shoulder since he was standing behind you.

You pursed your lips, “I’ll be fine. Just make sure you’re safe.”

“I can make sure I’m safe while making sure you are too.” he argued. You smirked before rolling your eyes and facing him to fix the magazines over his arms.

“Alright.”

“Stay close so incase something happen, I can protect you.” he said very serious.

You nodded your head taking note of that. You figured he will really try his best to make sure you’re safe and you will make his job easier by not messing things up. He needs to protect himself as well.

After making up a plan on how you guys can make it to the music room, everyone prepared themselves and off you go. It was not easy, but because of the brilliant idea of luring them all by the sides through the speakers, you need to fight less of them.

Arriving at the last stairs until you make it to where the music room is, one of your classmates bumped into the railings causing a loud sound to errupt. It caught the attention of some of the infected as they started storming towards your way.

Your mind went blank for a while as Sunghoon slowly walked closer by your side.

“Run!” Jay shouted as all of you started rushing their way up, panicking and even pushing each other.

You groaned in pain when (random name) bumped into you purposely. It was hard enough for you to hit the wall and you looked at her with piercing gaze. She didn’t mind and just continued her way. You sighed and was about to continue your way but you saw how (jw’s y/n) was pushed as well. She fell over the floor and you saw how she was hurt.

You glanced at the back and saw Sunghoon, Jay and Ni-ki trying to held those infected off. When you met eyes with Sunghoon his brows furrowed, “Go ahead, we’ll make sure they won’t get through!”

You nodded and approached (jw’s y/n) to help her stand up, “Let’s go.” you uttered and you two started to walk trying to make it as quick as possible.

Your heart raced at the sight of zombies coming right at you, thankfully Jungwon went out of the room to fight them off. When he saw you and (jw’s y/n), he hurried himself at your direction to carry her over his back.

The moment he placed her down, he asked if she was okay. You glanced over the door and panicked when none of the boys are coming in yet. You started worrying for them and so you asked Jungwon to help the others while you attend for (jw’s y/n). He did and so you went to get the first aid kit to wrap her sprained arm.

“How did you know how do this?” she asked while she watch you wrap her arm. “I used to volunteer as student assistant at the school’s infirmary.” you told her an information only few people know about you.

After making sure she’s better, you stood up and eyed the door once again, hoping to see them come inside. They did came rushing inside but only fewer. Your eyes quickly scanned the breathless new arrivals and got relieved when you saw him catching his breath.

You watch how he scanned the room, trying to find someone. It stopped once they settled at yours. Even if he’s still a little out of breath, he started walking towards you.

He greets his bestfriend, Jake, as he walks by him before he pulled you towards a chair.

“Are you okay?” he asked right away and held your elbow too gently.

“I’m fine.” you quickly answered to calm him down.

“Did you get any bruise?” he asked again and even checked you carefully. His brows furrowed hardly seeing some scratches at your skin but you tried to stop him from making a big deal out of it.

You pouted, “I told you I’m fine. How about you? Come here,” and you even cupped Sunghoon’s face to pull him closer. You checked him very strictly and you saw how Sunghoon’s smile grew.

“I’m totally fine. You’re the one I’m worried about.” he muttered and stared at her face.

“I’m not the one fighting those infected, Sunghoon.” you uttered before rolling your eyes. He chuckles then placed a soft kiss at the hand that was cupping his cheeks.

You blushed but you kept your stares at him, doesn’t really have the will to look away. His hair became messy and he also gain more scratches over his pretty face. How can he checks on you when he’s here bruised up?

“I never knew having you caring to me like this feels this good.” he suddenly commented that snapped you out of your thoughts.

You cleared your throat and break the eye contact between the two of you. He snickered a laugh finding it really adorable how you’re shy right now.

He asked you to rest since you need energy before heading towards the rooftop later and so you rest your head over his shoulder.

“I can go with Jungwon.” your heart fell while looking at Sunghoon raising his hand to volunteer getting that damn phone over from the lockers.

You don’t exactly know what went inside your mind first, but all you know is that you hate it.

After its settled, you’re still silent. Sunghoon started walking close to you after discussing a plan with Jungwon. You pouted as you looked at him with furrowed brows.

“What’s with the long face?” he even let out a chuckle before pulling you into a hug.

You didn’t move to return his warm hug because you’re very upset. You understand that he wants to help but you’re really worried for him. After what just happened while you guys head here, you realized a lot of things can happen. It was terrifying and you don’t know if you can handle it if you lose him.

“I asked Jake to take care of you. stay as close to him as possible.” he said and you clenched your fist because he’s scaring you.

When he noticed that you aren’t saying anything, he pulled away and cupped your face. “It will be just fine.”

“I’ll meet you up there, baby.” he added then kissed your forehead. You still kept your stares right at his pretty eyes.

“I will come back to you.”

A tear left your eyes with the familiar phrase that he said. Your mouth gapped and was about to say something but he was called by Jungwon. He nodded his head before he glanced at you to smile.

Your mind was blank and heart was aching, filled with nothing but fear. All you can think of was Sunghoon. He was off with Jungwon and you guys are now fighting your way towards the rooftop.

As expected it wasn’t going to be easy. Jake, Ni-ki and the other boys tried their best to guide you guys towards the rooftop. You were about to go up when you noticed how (random name) fell over the floor. (jw’s y/n) was about to help her but you remembered that she was hurt.

You started stepping down again to help but a hand held your arm, “Y/n, where are you going? You need to go. Sunghoon asked me to look after you.” it was Jake and he was helping the others.

“Don’t worry! I will just help (random name)!” and he was left with no choice but to let go of you since there's more infected heading your way.

“Go first, (jw’s y/n)! Your arm is already injured. I will help them.” you said and she nodded her head.

When you were about to help (random name) walk up the stairs, she suddenly said something.

“You know you always ends up ruining everything for me.” she started and you’re a little confused as to why she’s saying these things right at the moment.

“I hate you so much! I wish you dead, y/n!” and with that she pushed you off.

This time, it was you who’s down at the floor. Your heart raced in fear and with widen eyes you tried looking for someone who will help you. You saw one of your other classmates, the one you argued with as well, leading Ni-ki and Jake to go up, assuring them that everyone’s there, failing to notice how (random name) had pushed you.

He came back for her before they pushed some chairs by the stairs to prevent the walkers to follow them and for you to be impossible to climb up without being bitten by them.

You gulped as tears started streaming down your face. You saw how some of them are trying to break through from the chairs that were keeping them from getting you.

You almost gave up but you remembered that these rows of rooms were vacant so you tried your best to stand up. You groaned and cried even more as you felt pain at your ankle. You are trying your best to walk towards one of the classrooms.

You screamed and screamed while you push yourself to walk despite the pain, not even caring if your screams attract more biters. You just want to get into a room if you can even make it.

You opened one and fell when one of them managed to grab you by your leg. Screaming in fear, you started kicking them off. If it weren’t for the p.e pants that Sunghoon made you wear, you would’ve been scratched already.

After making sure it let go, you kicked the door with all your force. You were crying pretty hard the moment you settled inside. As expected, this is one of the vacant rooms you guys saw through the drone. Now, you don’t know how will you manage to go from here up to the rooftop. The main door was clearly blocked by chairs thanks to (random name) and sure is surrounded by a lot of infected students.

You sighed and tried calming yourself so you can think straight. First, you need to deal with your sprained ankle. It was hurting so bad since you forced to walk it off a while ago. Using your upperbody and the chair right beside you, you tried standing up.

When you managed to get the first-aid kit, you started bandaging yourself, avoiding to make any more loud noises to not attract more of them.

On the other hand, Sunghoon arrived at the rooftop together with Jungwon and the first scene they saw was (jw’s y/n) arguing with (random name).

“What happened to y/n? Where is she?” his eyes roamed around and his face reflected worry when he noticed you’re not there. His heart fell and his stomach wrenches in dismay.

They were explaining that she helped someone out while his mind was floating, trying to think about the things you can possibly do. But when he heard about the inhumane plan by two of your classmates to leave you behind, he snapped. His face turned dark as he came rushing towards the boy, gripping him by his collar.

“What the fuck did you do?!” he yelled, very angry. Fear consumes the other boy as he didn’t even know what to say, he looked a lot more smaller with Sunghoon holding him like that. This is the very first time he had seen him like this.

Jungwon and their other friends approached Sunghoon to stop him. “Fuck you!” he shouted before throwing continuous punches over their classmate. Thankfully, they managed to stop him after he threw the fourth punch.

Sunghoon then turned his head over to (random name) and with cold eyes he said, “This is why I will never like you.” he said and a tear left her eye.

Sunghoon wiggled off of their holds and head over to the fire exit where Jungwon and him went through. His steps were not hesitating at all, he just stopped because his friends went in between.

“Hyung where are you going?” Ni-ki asked worried for him.

Sunghoon’s eyes saw a baseball bat laying down on the floor so he grabbed it before answering, “I’m going to look for y/n.”

“But what if she’s one of them already?” Ni-ki can’t help but to ask and Sunghoon stood there. His face were cold and blank, almost lifeless.

“I’m not going to give up on her.” he said and left, his friends unable to stop him.

You closed your eyes trying to block the pain out of your thoughts. Noises coming from outside lessen. The rustling sounds stopped but it doesn’t give you assurance that its clear out there. Even if it is, you’re sure they’re around the entrance of the rooftop so you won’t make it safely.

As your thoughts cloud your mind, you heard a tud sound and a continuous clicking of metal not too far from where you’re at. Your brows narrows creating a crease as you try to remain as quiet as you can. Its almost like it just came from your imagination. Were you losing your mind that it making you hear things that weren’t really there?

You huffed a sigh before trying to stand up, groaning out of displeasure, you manage to lean over the wall just beside those windows covered by curtains. With careful movements, you pushed it slightly open, just enough for you to see outside.

It was starting to get dark, probably why most of the infected are beginning to get quiet. They must find it hard to see through dark.

You gasped when you a shadow of a person hurtling, taking advantage of the darkness. Your heart raced at the thought that somebody was there. Are they looking for you? Impossible. Nobody in their right mind will come out here to save you. Unless its...

Sunghoon.

The figure ducked down when it arrived the room next to you. It was impossible to check who it was since the window was giving you a hard time. When you notice that the figure was passing by the room you’re at, you purposely made a sound halting whoever that is.

You didn’t show yourself just yet but you moved the curtains to show your arm, waving it a little. You saw that person shadow right in front of the window. The person stopped as you successfully caught their attention.

“Y/n?” your eyes grew after hearing that familiar voice.

You pushed the curtains to see the person right outside, his eyes were big as well, like as if he can’t believe his eyes. You quickly went to open the door, completely ignoring the pain from your ankle.

The moment it was unlocked, Sunghoon didn’t waste any time and just caged you into a tight embrace right after locking the door close.

“I’m sorry, baby. I’m very sorry.” he muttered continuously like a prayer. You pouted as you return his hug, eyes tearing up at the outburst of emotions over your chest.

You are relieved to see him here, but also feel kind of bad that he has to come here to save you. He should’ve been up there already, safe.

He pulled away from the hug and cupped your face, “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have left you.” he said, mixture of anger and disappointment can be heard from his tone.

You shook your head slowly, “It’s not your fault.” you assured him. His stares remains, afraid that if he glanced away even just for a minute, he will lose you.

He sniffed and as the small light breaking through the small gap of the curtains shines over his face, that’s when you saw how his eyes were teary. He was so afraid that he had lost you. Just by thinking of it makes him regret leaving you and blame himself for it.

“Are you okay?” he asked softly and started scanning you once again. His brows draws closer to each other as a crease appears over his forehead at the sight of your wrapped ankle.

“It’s fine. I just sprained my ankle.” you tried assuring him but it was not enough. He carries you right away and walked towards the closest chair so he can let you sit properly.

He kneeled in front and checked if it got swollen. You smiled a little while watching him do that. You still can’t believe he’s here.

“I knew somehow you’ll come.”

He snapped his head over at you, “Of course I will come for you. I will always come for you.”

“What if I got bitten?” you can’t help but to ask.

Its funny how you think that nobody got your back yesterday and feel so special the next day. It’s all because of Sunghoon. He made you feel so safe.

He clenched his jaw, reprimanding you because of the question you asked. He stood up and sat at the chair beside you, “The important thing is that you’re okay and that we’re together now. I will never let my eyes off of you.” he said and hold your hand.

As he cares it, he can’t help but to see the bruises at your arm. If it was a normal day, you would’ve shove his hand away and hide them, but since its him, you didn’t budge from his touch.

His face darkened at the sight of your bruises from your Father’s abuse while a small smile slowly spreads over your face, “Who did this to you?” he asked with a dangerous tone.

Even before you and Sunghoon had resolve the war between the two of you, you know at the back of your mind that he always saves you. That even if he annoys the hell out of you, he’s always there for you.

You can’t help but to wonder if he can do something about the abuse you’ve been receiving from your Dad.

His face remained dark, anger flickering through his pretty eyes as his brows furrowed hardly to go along with his emotion. He raised his hand and caress your face, the part where the bruise from your Dad’s last slap was. Despite the angry look on his face his touch over you were gentle.

“How long has he been doing this?”

You pursed your lips as you felt a lump over your throat. It was not an easy topic for you, but with him holding you close, it made you feel braver.

“For as long as I can remember.” you answered and Sunghoon’s hand that was resting at his lap clenched hard.

You smiled, “Mainly why I don’t want to marry you for convenience because I don’t want him to benefit from me once again.”

He pursed his lips, “I don’t want to marry you for convenience too.” he said and you felt a sting in your heart.

So he doesn’t want to marry you? You understand it, since you are quite a handful. Maybe he’s just being caring and nice right now because you’re his... uhm, friend?

“Because I love you.”

You blinked in surprise, unable to process what you just heard. Park Sunghoon? The guy who seems to hate you so much, loves you? It was surely amusing to hear.

His face didn’t change like as if he wanted you to see how he’s very serious about it. You blushed and bit your lower lip.

“I l-love you too.”

Relief reflects his face, “Yeah?” and he slowly leans in making both of your noses touch each other.

You nodded, eyes fixed at his gapped lips. He was so beautiful up close, ethereal. You couldn’t believe that he’s being this close to you. It’s making your heartbeat race in unknowing pace.

“I got afraid when you say those words a while ago.” you mumbled while staring at his red lips.

“What words?”

“That you will come back to me...” you sigh, trying to lift that heavy feeling off from your chest. “They were the same last words my Mom said to me before she left.”

Your heart aches while you talk about her. “Then she never came back.”

He stared at you for a while before he gave you a sweet, gentle kiss over your lips. You shut your eyes at the sudden affection, hands gripping at his shoulder.

“I will always find my way back to you.” he said and he pulled you closer caging you into his warm embrace.

“There,” the nurse smiles after she finishes up wrapping your ankle properly. You thanked her and left to attend to your other classmates.

When you and Sunghoon heard the helicopter, you two made your way to the rooftop through the fire exit that he used as route to come find you. Thankfully, the noise of the helicopter lured the zombies towards the other side giving you the freedom to run towards the fire exit.

They arrived just in time as the helicopter were just about to leave. You don’t know how relieved you feel the moment you’re sat there with Sunghoon holding you closely.

“Y/n.” your head snapped at the entrance of the room when you heard the familiar voice of your Father.

With widen eyes, you stared at him. He seemed totally okay as he stood there, unable to take more steps closer. You can’t really tell what he’s thinking right now as he have this weird look on his face.

You balled your fist, afraid that he will take further steps. He opened his mouth, about to say something, but no words came out. He looked like hesitating, or maybe his thoughts were all messed up on what to say first.

He kept his stares and was ready to take steps but the view of your father disappears when a broad back blocked it.

“I won’t let you near her again.” it was Sunghoon.

You felt at ease. Having him totally changes everything. His hand reached over your and pulled you closer to him. One of his hand settles at your arm as the other snaked over your waist possessively.

“I j-just want to check on my daughter.” his tone was almost new for you. You took a glance and saw his soften stares but you teared your gaze away too soon since you don’t know if you’re ready to talk to him.

Sunghoon pulled you even closer, if possible, as he looked at your father with strict eyes. “I will take care of her so you don’t have to worry.”

You don’t know what your father’s reaction, but you heard him leave. Sunghoon’s hand cares your hair as you nuzzle over his chest, “Thank you.”

He placed a chaste kiss at the side of your head, “Anything for you my love. I love you.”

“I love you.”

A lot of things may happen and you’re sure that starting from now on, changes will occur, but you don’t fear to face tomorrow as long as you have him by your side.

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