#he didn't even need to convince her she practically convinced herself lmao

[chikoyama]

one of us is going to have to be bait. / i guess you know who satoru expects to be bait LMAO

The Devil in Me Prompts | Accepting

… Huh? Why? Why was Satoru looking at her strangely like that? Silence rolled over them, figurative crickets chirping quietly in the background as the younger girl took a moment to process it — his words, the inflection in his tone accompanied by a gaze that seemed to emanate a certain kind of expectancy from her.

Five long seconds it took the first-year student before it finally dawned on her what her senior suggested they do. Then, her eyes widened with realisation. “Me?!” Chiyori nearly cried out in protest, but managed to, last second, lower her voice enough to keep their hiding — they were crouched down behind an arbitrary bush — undetected by the group of Kyoto students searching for them.

With a silent but steadfast jolt of her body, Chiyori turned to face him. She was prepared to stand her ground in case he were to try coax her into it. Was Satoru really expecting her to willingly volunteer as bait? N-no way would she do that! Not with her current position in this goodwill event! That would simply be too risky, and Chiyori wasn’t going to put the few points she’d managed to scrape together all on the line just for that, especially not in the hands of her brash senior!

Sure, they needed someone to distract the Kyoto students, but… Chiyori turned away, jaw clenching… but if Satoru could manage to seize their flag and dash back to their own territory with it, then they would be declared as winners of this game. He was, after all, stronger and faster than her. Plus, she’d be able to secure her current spot on the scoreboard with some extra points to her name. Well, given that she could manage to survive long enough to not get caught and eliminated.

That would be a solid plan, wouldn’t it? There was a long pause as Chiyori considered. Though, she didn’t dare to turn her gaze back to Satoru — she could sense his intense stare on her. In silent frustration, she drove her nails into her palms. Eeeuuugh! She was going to be a pushover again now, wasn’t she? "F-fine!" She surrendered rather sheepishly before he could begin laying out any of his arguments to her.

[serqphites]

been sick for so long and all i need is abby to take care of me like the good girlfriend that she is !!! also look at her lil smile im acc deceased nobody speak to me ever again

16+, modern!au, sfw, throwing up (r!), this is short and ass

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do not even THINK about lying to this girl about your sickness… she will not buy a single second of it.

"abby i promise you i'm-" sneeze, "fine..." is there even any point trying to defend your case any longer when abby is looking at you like an unimpressed, disappointed mother with her hands on her hips?

she's already called issac to tell him that she isn't going to be in work until you're better. he tried to refuse and order her to come in, but abby didn't back down and stood her ground until he eventually backed off because nobody is more important than her girl!!

she quite literally cannot leave you alone, always rushing whenever she has to leave your side just in case you need her (she definitely trips and eats shit on the stairs because she was trying to get back to your room a lil too fast)

laying on her chest!!! her big arms wrapped around you and holding you close, kisses being peppered atop your head whenever she enters a cutscene in whatever game she's playing because you begged her to let you watch her play. it took a little convincing because abby just wants you to sleep and get the rest you need, but the second you flashed her those sad puppy dog eyes she was handing you the controller to let you pick out a game for her to play.

this girl always has tissues on her, stuffing her pockets full of them so she's ready for whenever you need them

i can just picture you making those funny noises people do before sneezing and abby practically TELEPORTING to you and shoving a scrunched up tissue in your face. she would be so proud of herself too and just look at you like "did i help? :D" yes you did sweetie you did such a good job!!!

you can’t convince that this girl doesn’t make the best grilled cheese and homemade tomato soup known to mankind, it’s always her go to when you’re sick (not that you’re complaining because it’s INCREDIBLE)

not being able to sleep because you can’t breathe and you’re just in so much pain, so abby lays awake with you until you eventually fall asleep :( unless she knows you’re okay and asleep she physically cannot fall asleep, her mind won’t let her.

abby for sure keeps a bucket on her side of the bed for in the middle of the night (she doesn’t want you trying to reach for it and accidentally falling and hurting yourself)

abby is jolted awake almost immediately once you yourself wake up with a startle, shooting up into a sitting position as your hands fly to your mouth. she’s springing into action without even realising it, reaching down as quickly as possible to snatch the bucket and place it into your lap. “in the bucket baby, good girl there you go” she mumbles in that raspy sleep voice, one of her hands keeping a hold of the bucket in case you can’t while her free hand moves up to hold back your hair.

abby running you a bath with all of your favourite essentials lined up ready for you (need that). oh and she is 1000000% washing your hair and body for you, she can’t have her baby tiring herself out now can she?

even when you start to feel better she’s still just as attentive, you assure her that she can stop and just take a break but abby just continues whatever she was doing like she literally can’t hear you LMAO

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a/n: i’m genuinely so sorry this is so bad 😭 im still sick and barely had the energy to write this but i just wanted to post something SO bad. hope you’re all having a good day/night !! <3

[zer0-devoox]

My opinion of the ending of Murder Drones (which no one asked for but screw you)

Ugh... Okay, I've been putting off this post for a while, but here it is. I've heard many mixed opinions, "that it was a rushed ending" "that it was the best ending of the animation" and blah blah, well, this is my opinion.

It was... An ending.

X: Lmao, of course it was an ending girl, explain yourself

What I want to say is that we need to put ourselves in context a little, look people. Reality is what it is, Murder drones it was. A. Experiment. Those at Glich told Liam that they will develop the story in eight chapters to see how the project fares, and in the first chapters it looked as if they had a second season planned, only then the amazing digital circus arrived and even though it hurts...

AND NOT! I don't want to say that it's THADC's fault, much less @gooseworx I'm a follower of that series, I love the concept and I wish both series could have forty seasons as far as I'm concerned, but unfortunately, we're not Netflix, we're not Disney ( Thank God)

There were good parts and bad parts, scenes that I loved like N and Uzi formalizing their relationship in some strange way (although I wanted a kiss) and also really scary scenes, like Cyn giving Tessa's voice, and without going any further I am traumatized with a incoming call.

---Were there things to improve/that I didn't like?

Of course yes, for example the climax, yes, yes, I see people saying that Cyn was nerfed but that we are going to make the difficulty of creating such powerful characters, I guess.

One thing that bothered me was the treatment of other characters other than N or Uzi, for example Khan, Nori, or any other sequence, the one that annoys me the most, Lizzy, who is not a character I like, in fact I hate her, but at the very least he could have received SOME consequence for his actions, someone will come out and say that he had his development in the dance chapter, but I don't see it that way, I don't know, say you.

O thad who is top best characters and I love him

--DON'T MAKE ME TALK ABOUT J PLIS---

And what hurts me the most... V

What? Did you think I wasn't even going to talk about her? Well you're wrong!

I feel like the series struggled a lot to develop N and Uzi individually while also developing their relationship, but speaking of V... His development fell short.

I don't want to go on for too long (if you want a deeper analysis of the character, tell me and I'll do it) V had a very serious change from his personality in the mansion to the beginning of everything that happened in Cooper 9, becoming someone more sadistic and aggressive Since murder was her "job" in chapter eight we found out that she knew that Tessa was Cyn, but she was under changate (practically she and N each had a rifle in their heads, for God's sake)

The first time I saw the scene where V tearfully confesses everything to N, it broke me, I admit. But in retrospect, I feel like it wasn't enough. It was good to show the sensitive side of V that we were seeing through the impenetrable diva mask, but she herself tells Cyn that she "still can" which doesn't convince me.

I loved chapter six, it's simply one of my favorites, because with all the reasons to leave Uzi where Alice had them, he chose to save her.

Damn!

He defended her to tooth and nail, he seemed like a beast with -Tessa- and with N, he literally didn't want anyone to touch Uzi because she was hurt, without going any further

his damn last words were for her!

I loved that scene because literally and symbolically V took a step forward to break the block of ice that the two of they had placed in front of each other since chapter two, this is when V first calls her by her name, not cyn, not purple thing, not parasite... Uzi, just that.

And it bothers me that this was completely ignored in chapter eight (I mean, not completely but it was not given the value it deserved) From the bottom of my heart I would have wanted V to apologize to Uzi for everything he had done, for Uzi to somehow thank her and also apologize (because Uzi also almost killed her)

I know that neither of the two characters are the most emotional thing in the world, but I only ask for three dialogues, not a kiss and an emotional thirty-minute speech (which wouldn't have been bad either)

And spoken of the devil... The time

raised the hand who imagined that chapter eight would last (minimum) an hour. Because im yes, I feel that the ending was rushed, don't get me wrong, the final fight was beautiful, with framing shots and very very epic with the background theme. But, I don't know. I think that another ten minutes just to complete the developments, explain the unresolved doubts and give seriousness to some things was worth it (*cough, cough* Doll)

Anyway, this post already seems like a Twitter statement...

I love murder drones.

there isn't a joke that doesn't make me laugh or an emotional scene that doesn't make me cry, I wish with all my might for a second season of this series so much. potential, but it is what it is.

Anyway, I have a little faith in a spin-off or a continuation in some way because of the fucking open ending, nothing and no one is going to stop me from continuing to love these schizophrenic robots, or from continuing to ship my weird ships, far from it. to play eternal dreams at the faculty parties.

Leave your opinions in the comments or reblogs, I'll be reading them! And if you want V's analysis, say so! maybe we could reach 200 notes?? Who knows? Bey-bey devils don't get lost.

[altocat]

Please give examples of how Seph tends to dote on and show affection to Lucrecia in the AU world? 🥰

Lmao oh excellent, an excuse for Sephiroth to be sappy and pathetic over mumsy ❤️

In an AU setting in which Lucrecia and Sephiroth are 1.) Together and 2.) Not irrevocably ravaged by the Jenova Project and all its ugly little revelations...

Sephiroth brings Lucrecia fresh flowers every weekend. Sometimes even two different sets--one for her bedside and one for the kitchen.

He also will occasionally tidy up for her, just because he can. She never asks him to. He just wants to make sure it's not dusty. His mother deserves the very best.

Favorite activity is having Lucrecia fawning over what a handsome, successful man her son has grown into. He practically preens under her praise. Her opinion is the only one that matters to him.

Lucrecia is occasionally prone to depressive episodes and sometimes spends a lot of time in bed. Sephiroth repeatedly checks on her to make sure she is eating/resting/not sinking too dep into negative thinking.

Sephiroth is exceedingly generous with gifts and reserves the fanciest of gifts for her on mother's day and on her birthday. Nothing is off the table.

Oh Sephiroth is getting all spruced up to visit a girl he likes? No. Not a girl...just...his mom 😅

Gotta drop literally everything he's doing because mommy didn't eat today and he's not leaving until he's cooked her an omelet.

Stands there and MAKES SURE she eats it. She WILL take care of herself, dammit!

Why does that Vincent guy keep coming over, mother? WHO THE HELL IS THIS WHAT DOES HE WANT? Cut to Sephiroth seething in a corner while Lucrecia and Vincent reminisce together.

"Be right back, mother just going to make us some tea" (he's totally putting a laxative in Vincent's cup)

Lucrecia, for the record, does try to nudge her son into being a bit more affectionate towards other people as well, especially since he can sometimes be a bit withdrawn. Sephiroth is solely convinced that all he needs is her. But she knows that's not healthy.

So when Sephiroth finally starts bringing Genesis over, she's thrilled.

[doyelikehaggis]

28. Feed for the fic-title thing :D good luck with your writing!!

Thank you so much, I really appreciate that! (So, I basically wrote this entire fic since it was a short one anyway, so thank for you requesting this one lmao)

<3

"I've gotta admit, I used to think I'd enjoy this a lot more."

Matt gives a grim laugh, wincing at the sharp pain that shoots up through his wrist and into his shoulder. Here's hoping that's not a lasting effect or else he's going to have a rough practice tomorrow.

Elena immediately pulls back, making him regret saying anything at all when he sees the look on her face. He knows the look well; he saw that same guilty expression the weeks just before they broke up. He didn't know but he did. At least then, her guilt made sense, though.

"Matt," she starts to say, shaking her head, "I'm so sorr-"

"Hey, hey, it was a joke," he tries to assure her. Instinct has him reaching out to rest a hand on the side of her neck because he knows...

He has to stop himself short, leaving his hand awkwardly between them for a second before he ultimately decides not to cross that line and drops it back to his side. He swallows the lump in his throat but it hasn't budged in about four years, why would it now?

Elena's face drops along with his hand and he feels he might as well have just ripped her heart out with his bare hands. Funny that, how it would be unforgivable if he hurt her like that. But not for them.

She rubs at her face as she turns away from him, dragging her fingers through her hair with a pained expression. "It wasn't supposed to be like this. None of this..."

Matt knows that. Elena knows that. Everyone in the universe knows that their lives were not supposed to end up like this. It has been the only thing he has thought every single morning when he wakes up and every night when he tries to sleep. Except he's not mad about it anymore. What's the point?

Heaving a deep sigh, he gives in this time to his instincts and wraps his arms around her. She leans into him without any hesitation, and so he holds her close to him.

"It's gonna be okay," he quietly promises her even though he doesn't know how that could ever possibly be true when any of the people in his life could kill him on a whim tomorrow and he'd be forgotten about in a week.

That thought stirs something bitter in him and it tries to climb his throat but he forces it back down as Elena turns her body in his arms and presses herself against him, hugging him tightly. She doesn't even fight his unreliable word because she wants it to be true just as much as he does.

He lands a kiss on the top of her head, allowing himself just this one thing. Just this one second where it's just them. No vampires, no werewolves, nothing. Just two people who know each other better than they know themselves at time and don't quite know how to untangle the mess they have made of each other and themselves in the process.

"Come on," he murmurs. "You need to finish feeding. You barely took any, you've gotta be starving."

"But it's hurting you."

"Then just... try a different way or something. Maybe it's because you're new to it. There's gotta be some kind of learning curve, right? Like swimming or football."

Elena lets out the smallest laugh at that. She raises her head to look up at him with a slight smile, then she sighs, glancing uncertainly at his neck. It still sends a cold shiver down his spine to be looked at like that. A bit like how he imagines lions look at deer.

But he knows, deep down, that he would allow himself to be caught if it meant ensuring Elena got to live another day. That's not new. He spent weeks after the first crash wishing he had driven her home instead, or that he hadn't convinced her to go to the party at all. He can't think about the other crash at all.

She gets him to tilt his head a few centimetres back, resting against the wall behind him. Her fingers brush the sensitive skin of his neck, resting at the base of his throat. Then she leans in and slowly sinks her teeth into the soft flesh.

It doesn't hurt. Well, there is a prickle of pain, but then it erupts into something warm and he's not sure it's pain at all anymore. He gasps softly when they get all the way beneath the surface. They're definitely there, he can feel them, but it's not obtrusive like it was before. They're just... there. In his neck.

Elena's hand slides up the other side of his neck to keep him still and stop herself from accidentally slipping either. His eyes flutter closed at the touch.

"That's... yeah, that's a lot better," he breathes out shakily.

A wave of disappointment actually washes over him when she pulls back. There's a trickle of his blood on her lip. His stomach turns inside out. Unfurling. He can't figure out if he's disturbed or...

"Was that enough?" he asks tightly, pressing a hand to the small wound on his neck.

She nods and quickly wipes her mouth, ducking her head as if to stop him from seeing like this. He tries again to swallow but it causes stars to pop up in front of his eyes. Elena gets him to sit down on the bench nearby. She keeps hold of his hand. If she can hear his racing heart (which she probably can), she doesn't say a thing about it.

Send me the title/number of a wip and make me write it!

[sexybabystevie]

steve and robin with hibiscus, from an outsider perspective their friendship is amazing and I wanna know more ab them both. The only thing I know is that they love talking ab women LMAO

A/n: I can't even explain how excited I am to write this. Their friendship is in my head 24/7!!! (By the way, I'm gonna make this into a series of small headcanons since I think it would be way better that way!)

Pick a flower from the Garden!

Robin Buckley Masterlist || Steve Harrington Masterlist

Platonic with a Capital P

Steve Harrington & Robin Buckley

Tags and Warnings: No Warnings, Best Friends!Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley, Platonic Relationship, Nicknames, Friendly Teasing.

Word Count: 1006

A lot of Steve and Robin's friendship does consist of them talking about women. With Steve being the only person she's come out to, he's, by default, the one who hears all of her gay panicking. Not that he minds, because she does the same whenever he rambles on about some of the girls that he tries to catch dates with.

They have this habit of being each other's wingman/woman, but since they share three whole braincells when they're together, it doesn't usually work that well. When it does, however, Robin has the practical side of things covered while Steve has enough confidence to boost the both of them.

Playful teasing is everything in this friendship. They tease each other about the girls that they have crushes on, their shared dating fails, anything. Robin is usually the one to initiate it though, since she can't stop herself from pointing out all of the absolutely ridiculous things Steve does.

"Hey dingus, what on earth are you doing? Wait – don't tell me you're mopping the floor with the glass cleaner."

"Huh? – Wait, shit! It looked just like the mop chemicals!"

"No..? It doesn't? The cleaner for the floor is fluorescent yellow; the window solution is blue. Have you ever mopped a day in your life?"

Being that Robin doesn't have a driver's license, Steve drives her everywhere. She needs a ride to school each morning? Or to her shift at Family Video? Well, fear not, because chauffeur Steve Harrington is ready in minutes to come pick her up. Sometimes he acts annoyed that he has to, but he doesn't really feel that way. He's more than happy to show up to her house, watching her shuffle from her front door with a wave and an excited smile. They're best friends for a reason, and he couldn't even lie and say that he didn't enjoy spending his off days out with her, driving the girl to various places, her favorite pop music on in the background as he listens intently to whatever she may be bumbling on about. He can't help the grin that forms on his lips as she keeps talking – he knows that when she's more comfortable around someone, she talks about everything under the sun – and he relishes in the elation that exudes from her.

Despite working at a video store, Robin and Steve still host weekly movie nights at Steve's. Every Friday night he drives to pick up Robin and they raid the local grocery store for any and all snacks that they can find. Candy, frozen pizzas, and various bags of chips fill their shopping cart, and before long they're out the door and into Steve's house.

Robin likes to choose horror movies for their movie nights because she thinks it's hilarious when Steve gets scared. His eyes will widen as the jumpscare pops onto the screen, his palms sweaty as he combs through his hair to try and act like nothing's bothered him. Robin always gives an over-the-top explanation of the movie before they watch it and Steve always acts all tough-guy, like he isn't terrified by the movies even though he really is. Robin loves it; it gives her more things to embarrass him about.

Robin spends the night on movie nights – Steve's parents are always gone, and despite him never directly stating it, she does get the feeling that having such a large home to himself all the time must make him pretty lonely. That's why she sometimes convinces him to let her stay over Saturday night too, the promise of more canned sodas and a comedy film influencing him to shrug and say, "Fine, Buckley, but you're not eating the last slice of pizza this time."

These two have the most absurd amount of inside jokes. Put them in any kind of situation together, and they'll surely be giggling about something incoherant like "Oh my god, did you see? It was a pink dinosaur!"

Regardless of the playfulness of their friendship, they also know when to be serious with each other, like when Robin expresses the difficulties of being a lesbian and when Steve complains about his family. Nevertheless, it doesn't take too long for them to be laughing like schoolchildren again, though. They're amazing at cheering each other up.

Sometimes Robin has enough sanity to handle helping Steve babysit his seven children, but most of the time she leaves him to handle it on his own. (Even if most of them beg her to stay, talking about how cool she is in comparison to their typical babysitter.)

And sometimes Steve calls her and invites her over under the guise that they'll be hanging out, picking her up and driving her back to his. He's smirking all the way there, and when she opens the door to find kids running around the halls like mad and blankets and board game pieces strewn all over the wooden floors, he nearly bursts out laughing at the shock on her face. She's quick to try and rush back out the door and into his car, but he manages to stop her.

"Nuh uh, Rob, you agreed to hang out."

"Yeah, with you, Harrington. A lady can only reasonably handle one child at a time, and right now we're seven over that limit."

It takes him a minute – face scrunched up in confusion as mouths the word 'seven?' repeatedly, counting on his fingers to make sure he hasn't somehow gained a child – and when he finally understands her teasing, he grabs her by the hand and brings her inside.

"Too bad. You rely on your ever-generous best friend for free transportation, so you have to pay the price."

Robin definitely makes him regret having her there by telling the kids embarrassing stories, though. She knows his children will torment him just as much as she does; in other words, perfect revenge.

Their nicknames for each other include, but are not limited to:

Steve to Robin – Rob, Robs, Buckley.

Robin to Steve – Dingus, Harrington.

[pixyys]

Oh my dear sister, of course I am just kidding. Your pickup lines aren't that bad, it's just that they need a little... polishing.

Speaking of which, how did you find the movie? Personally, even when the plot was a bit bland, Lippmann's acting definitely saved the show. Although there was one part where he did play the violin... I could feel Silver judging his violin playing-acting very heavily. To me it looked like he did a good job, but I can't say the same for Silver. lmao sorry Lippmann

Indeed. Silver had said that one of her favourite composers was Chopin, because while he had a life full of sorrow, his music is truly one of the most beautiful that I have ever heard. If played correctly, you could close your eyes and envision what Chopin had went through. Such a pity that he passed away at the age of 39.

And it's painfully obvious how low quality your jokes are ahaha pianoman's so savage. Sometimes I wonder if I have to hire a tutor to teach you the beauty of pickup lines and jokes, but I see that you're beyond hope now lmao /j.

Silver's hand is getting better, although she still insists practicing piano with her other hand. I tried to get her to rest, but goodness gracious this girl just never wants to stop practising. I guess she just wants to get her daily 40 hours in. But I do wish sometimes she'll take a break and not overwork herself.

Take care, my little sister. I'll see how you are after you meet Lippmann.

-🎹

P.S. I asked Doc about it, and he just laughed and told me that I had 'feelings'. He then asked me who it was, but I didn't tell him. Now that makes me curious; just what exactly are these 'feelings' that he talks about? I trust you know more on this matter than me

hmm, if you say so.. i'll do my best to practice more and work on them. thank you for the encouragement.

speaking of, i think the movie was decent at best. they could've made a better plot and executed the climax better. but the choice of casting was great. i feel like the actors really gave it their all to play their characters, especially lippmann. well, actually, i was mostly distracted by his acting throughout the movie. but please don't tell him that- and yeah! i saw that one violin scene. he did an amazing job, but i've been looking at some violin performances since then, and i agree with silver. thinking back, lippmann's scene seemed a teeny tiny bit unnatural. but i get this. playing a musician's role can be very challenging, silver must know this better than me.

oh, chopin? silver gave me some classical piece recommendations, and i remember some of them being chopin's works. i ought to look further into them. moreover since it's her favorite composer. and i agree. i briefly read his biography, and his life was not exactly the most happy one. i find it amazing how he could create phenomenal works nevertheless.

AHH SHUSHH YOU, otherwise i'll start pestering you with my "low quality jokes" as you like to say it /lmaoo that's right, maybe if i incorporate expensive things to my jokes, they won't be "low quality" anymore. today, i'll give you this: i've seen some people having this animal as pets: axolotls, quite exquisite. now what do you call an expensive axolotl?

that's a lotl 😎

jokes aside, i'm very glad to hear that silver's hand is recovering well. the practicing part.. not quite. thank you for taking care of her. i'll see if i can convince her to take some rest and.. uh, dissuade her from her daily 40 hours practice. i'm sure it won't be that sacrilegious if she is to take a break for at least one day.

thank you! and take care too! i, uh, lippmann practiced that pickup line with me for a brief moment after we watched that movie. as expected, it was absolutely, criminally smooth. i was too distracted by his smile his charm that i forgot my own pickup line, and i said exactly that to his face, out loud. i'm sorry brother, i don't think i'll be seeing you and everyone anymore. i'll fake my death, make a new identity, and fly to paris or somewhere. i won't be able to see him in the eye after all that🙂

p.s. ooh goody! i knew i can trust doc with this. yet still, i strongly believe this is a question only you can figure out. or, let's see, why don't you try asking silver? hehe

[skyblue-369]

When it rains, flowers bloom

A little disclaimer before starting: I know what you're thinking. I know it doesn't look so good. I'm not an artist (or a writer lmao), I just wanted to give a general idea of how I designed the character. Remember! Criticism is acceptable, just be polite.

(I'd like to put a "read more" link on the tunblr app but I can't. If anyone reading this knows how, I'll appreciate your help.)

Plus, bonus gif at the end of the post ⬇️

Word count: 1341

"Be one of you? A member of your superhero team or something?" asked the blonde girl, finally sitting on a cut tree trunk, because at the moment all of her energy had to be switched from her limbs to her thoughts. In her mindset it was already confusing that someone had broken her daily routine. Surely accidents happened before, like the time some ravens started chasing her because her hair looked like a nest, or the time she believed covering in mud was the perfect idea to become invisible at night and almost got caught. As i said, accidents happened, but never on this level.

Moreover, those six kids were offering her to change life nonchalantly, and she didn't know if she had the strenght to do it, not again. Although living for three years in a cave all by yourself can make you crave some company, Maria wasn't sure if becoming a superhero was the right path to take. It sounded weird in her head.

<p/>"I'd prefer to use the term family."

Luckily, Ben giggled at the comment and added a clarification that would make her change point of view. "Family" was the magic word because, at the end, wasn't it everything she ever wanted?

"Wait, so they are brothers? How? Oh wait, adoption...An orphan that doesn't know siblings don't always look the same. How ironic."

Just the idea of a family, of a mum, a dad, and brothers and sisters that couldn't be afraid or jealous of her was more than tempting.

She could tolerate to use her powers more often if it meant that her reward was love.

However, the sparkle in her eyes was blown away very soon. It seemed clear that the Hargreeves had different opinions on the matter.

For example Diego, who was standing far from her until now, snapped and pointed his finger so sharply against the girl that he could almost stab her. Maybe because he was literally holding a knife in said hand.

"Wait! Wait! Wait! Not everybody agreed on this! We're already full of problems, don't you think? We don't need to add another weird kid to the list."

"He's saying that as if he wasn't one." Maria mumbled glancing at the only other girl in the room. She would rather speak Italian in order not to be understood, but there she believed she was in good faith because she wasn't mocking, just explaining her misunderstanding to Allison.

"Stop behaving like a jerk, Diego." Three caught the signal and replied, while getting off the table to protect the blondie, almost covering her view. Obviously One had to join the discussion. In fact, as Number Seven will explain to her the next day in the comfy living room of the mansion, Two's rage acts like a tornado. It is sudden and aggressive and destroys everything around it, especially Luther's patience. Moreover, It looked like One shared the same brain as his sister because they tend to agree on anything, but this time Luther's way of laying out words only made her facepalm.

"I don't know you, but for all of my childhood I had been wondering if other people with our kind of abilities even existed. Now that we found one, the least we can do is report her to Father."

"Are you listening to yourself, Luther? What childhood? If Father lays his hands on her, he'll make her suffer as he did with us, treating her like some sort of machine. We're doing her a favour."

The air was becoming thicker, both metaphorically and literally. The cave already had a little airflow owing to the fact that the entrance had to be hidden by two doors, which were a layer of plants and a sheet of iron.

Maria felt her breath even heavier. It was the first conversation when she wasn't just staring from afar since a long time. She wasn't used to talking, let alone arguing. She wanted to light the mood but didn't know how, and tried to find advice in Ben's eyes, still in contact with hers.

"Don't want to interrupt you guys or something, but shouldn't we be asking her? Anyway honey, how can you not get your boobs stuck into this thing? Tell me your secret!"

Who could tell that the miracle could reside in the only person who didn't speak a single syllable in the whole fight, if we count that Five was muttering to himself!

That kind soul of Klaus was laying on his stomach on the girl's floating bed, that wasn't so practical to sleep in. What would you expect from a net, "purchased" by some gentle fishermen, attached to the roof of the cave and decorated with some pillows?

In fact, the boy was having fun tracing the outline of its holes, while gazing at Maria through one of them.

The poor girl was trying to cover her almost flat chest with her arms, her blush fading into the orange light of the candles. Everybody seemed to empathize with her embarassment and fell into silence for a second.

"Not that she can really choose, Klaus. Tell me, how long did you think you could live like this?" Five was too serious to get distracted from his brother's nonsense and actually heard his only logical sentence.

"Scostumato (Rude)! You have no idea how many things I had to steal just to give some colour to this room!" finally Maria managed to talk back and wanted to approach that old-young man. On the other side, Five's eyes were moving around so fast to analyze every piece of furniture, but could never stop to look at the blondie.

That's the change of subject that the "rescue team" needed to shot the final question.

"So what do you say? Wanna come?" almost sang Ben to sound more convincing, causing Four to laugh a little.

Maria told them without any frills how amazing it would have been to join them.

"I'd like to, but I respect every opinion, even Diego's..." these were her words.

They didn't show the complete truth, she was just being polite.

"Don't listen to him, he's always so grumpy." Allison tried to calm her down, while glancing at Number Two, who was already stepping outside.

"I'm going. Reach me when you finish this puppet show." he growled, right before putting in act his dramatic exit.

He was just moving the door when his hand was caught by Maria's.

"Where do you think you're going? We're deep in the forest, you'd get lost for sure." she gave him a lovable smile, mixed of concern and satisfaction, which made Diego freeze subtly. He felt trapped by some memories.

This allowed the girl to pass him, make a little turn and march backwards to see if everything was at its place.

"You have to go to the main road, right? Let me guide you myself! And can the last one who comes out turn the candles off, please? We don't want to start a fire."

One at a time, they all passed around the little lake avoiding to step into the water.

The only exception was for Klaus, who didn't care about the waterfall when he ran to the others. Turning off the lights didn't take a lot, he was just stealing a jar full of suspicious herbs.

"So, what's the verdict, my partner in crime?" he asked, hugging Ben from behind.

"I'll take it as a yes..."

"Welcome to our dysfunctional family, honey!" he shouted, as on the other side of the line the blonde girl crawled a little on herself, putting her arms around her waist. A golden tear fell straight to the ground, giving birth to a daisy.

She was leaving that place as if she just slept there for a night. She's never had a connection with it, really. The only thing that attracted her was the beauty of nature, which could be found everywhere. And then, all the good memories she wanted to keep were already treasured in her blue t-shirt.

Preparing to get childhood traumas with the Hargreeves be like:

(Kiernan Shipka looks so cute in this I can't)