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spidernuggets · 1 year ago

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Jason Todd x Reader

That song "Loser Baby" from Hazbin Hotel has been on my mind ever since I watched the video, and I'm like, ooooh, prompt idea ✨️✨️

Basically, Jason and Reader are both members of the Titans, Jason's going through some shit, thinking he's alone to deal with it because the other members never cared about his problems, so Reader is there to sort of comfort him!

WARNINGS: mentions of suicide, drug use, weaponry use

Notes: Based on HBO Titans, timelines are mixed, idk how a molotov cocktail works, just go w it, unrealistic gun use

Another day, another failed mission. Why? Jason took the impulsive decision to dive in, head first, into the first danger he saw, which led them to be ambushed by other criminals. Sure, they got the majority locked up, but now the others are spread around Gotham now trying to get backup.

And like most times, when Jason messes up now and again, the members start pointing fingers while Dick was at GCPD.

"We went through the plan a million times, kid," Hank grunts. "You wait for Dick's signal!"

"Yeah, yeah! I heard you the first time," Jason spits back. He's been hearing this ever since the whole fiasco ended up until now as everyone got back to the tower. "Get off my back, will you, at least I fuckin' tried, asshole."

"And we would've completed the mission successfully if you tried after Dick gave the cue," Kory chimes in. "You need to work on your patience."

"Whatever," Jason mumbles storming back into his room.

Just as he was, you were exiting your own room, located just beside Jason's.

"Hi, Jay, how was the- oh...kay?" Just as you were greeting the young vigilante, he ignored you, slamming his door shut.

You walk into the lobby. Though you were a member of the Titans, you didn't participate often in missions. You design and create weaponry for the other members, especially Dick and Jason, as they don't have any powers. You excused yourself from joining the missions because although you knew how and when to use your mechanics best, your combat and stealth skills aren't as advanced.

You picked up this interest of building and experimenting after a few downfalls earlier in your life before Dick found you and took you in.

You grew up on the not so upper class side of Gotham City, and you were not an intentionally planned kid. Your parents made bad decisions, weren't married, and both were struggling in their own way. But your dad soon realised that it was all too much for him. He couldn't take care of himself, let alone take care of a kid, his kid. Soon enough, he reached his limit and swallowed a few too many pills.

That's when your mom went spiralling into her own depression. She smoked more cigs, snorted more coke, and drank more alcohol. And when you were old enough to comprehend the profanity she spat at you, she figured that you were smart enough to live life on your own. So she kicked you out. Later that night, when you came back, just to double check if your mom was just on a high and didn't mean what she said, she was gone. The only evidence to prove she was there were the smashed bourbon bottles and and cigarette butts scattered across the floor.

You sat yourself on the couch, legs tucked into your chest as you wrapped your arms to secure them in place and waited patiently for your mom to come home.

But she never did.

Some bad people were after you, claiming that your mother had owed them a shit ton of money. When you told them you didn't know where she was, they said that you'd have to continue to pay back her debt. You had nowhere else to go. So every time they'd come knocking on your door, you'd bolt out through the fire escape.

You had a molotov cocktail in your hand, a little something you saw your dad do once when he was in a difficult situation such as yours. This is the first time you've tried to use it before. You're scared that saving the bottle would be a waste of time. What if you threw it and the fire just went out? What if it wouldn't have the effect you'd expect? What if it would hurt you too in the process??

You just prayed. Prayed for some sort of miracle. In your other hand, spray on deodorant that you stole from the grocery store a walk away from your apartment.

There's a recently abandoned one-story house just down the road.

Lure them there, spray the room, blow 'em up.

You repeated the plan to yourself. So many things can go wrong. You couldn't do anything but pray.

Your chest ached when you got to the building. You covered your face as you choked, inhaling the deodorant that you sprayed around the room.

"There they are!" One of the men yelled towards your direction. You waited. Just a couple seconds.

You ran out the back window as they crashed through the door. Looking back, you waited as much as you could, making sire as much of the men entered the house.

Now.

You lit the cloth on fire, using your mom's lighter, one of the things you kept, and threw it through the window. And just like that, the fire caught onto the particles of the deodorant, and as the bottle smashed to the concrete floor, the building as a whole burst into flames, the painful screams of men remaining in the house.

"Oh my god, it worked!" You said to yourself, panting as you continue to run away.

From then on, you experimented with other, easier ways to create the same kind of effect. You used scraps of metal, lead wires from lightbulbs, plus lightbulb shards to create explosives to protect you.

Soon, your knowledge of weaponry expanded. You managed to steal a gun from one of the men that were after you. You liked to know how things worked. And you liked to manipulate how they worked.

You spent your time disassembling your new gun and eventually created a new weapon of your own. You'd pretend to be too scared to use it, bad man grabs it off you, aim it at you, pulls the trigger, and boom. The bullet blows to the other end, towards their face.

Too bad luck wasn't completely on your side for long.

You screeched as you walked past an alley, your hair being grabbed and pulled by a large man. "Think you can get away from me, bitch?" A gruff voice spat.

Tears pricked the corners of your eyes, grasping as your scalp that's burning your skull. You heard the glint of a knife as the sharpness poked at your side.

"Please, please, no, please," you whispered, begging for your life to be spared.

"You better pray for a miracle, cunt," the man said, jabbing the knife into your side, then throwing you against the wall, leaving you to bleed out.

Your vision blurred and came to the conclusion that you were going to die.

That is... if some random stranger found you and decided to bring you back to what you found out to be "Titans Tower." Learning his name to be Richard 'Dick' Grayson understood you had no one to take care of you and that you were the one who caused that explosion. He also found your little gun, and the great detective saw how it's been rearranged.

When you woke up, you were in an unfamiliar area. You were bandaged up well, but you were still scared. You hissed, trying to sit up. At the same, Dick walks into the room, a trya with soup, a glass of water and a small tablet next to the glass all prepared.

Dick smiled, introducing himself and apologising for bringing you unconscious. He offered you a shelter, but also wanted to know more about you. How you ended up in the situation, who was after you, and how you managed to rearrange the gun.

He then took you under your wing, giving you your own room and even your own materials to create more weapons for yourself. These ranged from melee weapons, explosives, and hand to hand combat weapons.

Dick tried to train you in physical combat, but you admitted that no matter how hard you tried, your fighting skills won't really improve. So you offered to just create new defence weapons for the team and operate missions from the tower as the team went out.

A couple of months later, you met Jason Todd. You'd be lying if you said he wasn't attractive, and his flirtatious attitude didn't help with your attraction towards him.

You also admired how skilled he was in fighting. Fighting a person while blindfolded? Fighting two people while they're all blindfolded? You wished to be just like him. But you were too shy to talk to him.

Jason speaks before thinking, and you were scared that he'd make fun of you for being part of the Titans without knowing basic combat and stealth skills. So you avoided him as much as you could.

But your guard was down as you had your headphones on, sitting on the couch in the lobby, sketching out a design for new throwing blades that could inject a liquid into the body to knock someone out for around half an hour.

"Why do I never see you around?" A curious voice chimes. One of your headphones laid off your ear, so you flinched when you heard someone begind you.

"Uhm, I.. I don't know what you're talking about," you quietly say, not sure how to confidently talk to the attractive boy.

"You're never out on missions or in the training room. Why are you here?" He says, arms leaning on the back of the couch, face dangerously close to yours

You shrugged. "I kind of make the weapons, I guess. I got those Rs of yours to send a shock wave of electricity," you replied, trying to identify yourself.

Jason tilts his head. "So, how come I never see you around training or missions? With weapons like them, I assume you would be useful out there."

You shake your head. "Fighting isn't really my forte. And my aim is never accurate," you explain, bracing yourself for the taunts.

"Huh. Want me to teach ya?" He offers.

Your head shoots towards him. "Uhm. Thanks, but Dick already tried training me. Trust me, I'd just be wasting your time and be a pain in your ass," you say, fidgeting with the pencil in your hand, kooking away from him.

"Nah, you trust me. I can teach you way better than Dickwad can. And if you still think fighting just isn't a thing for you, we can stop."

You stare up at him for a few moments before sighing and agreeing.

Surprisingly, Jason was able to teach you the basics, but that was as far as you could learn. Nonetheless, you were grateful that Jason taught you something that you could learn. You couldn't thank him enough. In return, you designed weaponry specifically suited for his fighting style.

From then on, you and Jason developed a beautiful friendship. Unfortunately, your crush on him only grew more.

But you and Jason were always there for each other. You never ran out of stories and fun talks to chat about. And eventually, little by little, the two of you opened up about your not so different pasts.

So when Jason stormed into his room after coming back from the mission while making absolutely no contact with you, it got you worried.

"Jeez, what happened?" You say as you walk to where the other members stood.

"Jason being Jason as always," Rachel mumbles.

"Uhh, Jason was just being eager. He's been trying to solve this case for weeks," Gar tries to reason out.

"If that little shit just stuck to the plan, his case would've been solved," Hank raises his voice as Dawn tries to calm him down.

"Just be patient with him. He didn't mean it," you try to calm everyone down.

"We can't be patient with him if he himself can't be patient," Donna calls out from the fridge, grabbing a drink.

"Listen, he's been through enough already, cut him some slack," you begin to get pissed off.

"If you're referring to when he got kidnapped, that was his fault too," Rachel says, sitting down on the couch.

"You know what wasn't his fault? Drawing crosses on your mirror, Rach. And that made all of you blame him for the other shit planted in your rooms. Do you know how much that shit hurt him? And none of you didn't even apologise! So, sorry, on behalf of him, that he wanted to show he was still strong enough even after he was kidnapped and dropped from a skyscraper. But have a little decency and time to understand why he acts the way he does," you ranted, not letting anyone reply as you stormed away.

During your times spent with Jason, you didn't miss his ADHD meds lying around, and eventually, he opened up to you about his therapy talks with Leslie, and you're glad it's somewhat helping. You just wushed you would be as much helo to him.

You knocked lightly on the door. "Jay?" You called out to him. You sighed when you were met with no response. You know he didn't tell you to come in, hut you were so worried for your best friend, so you entered his room.

His rock vinyl was spinning, and you took the pin off, making the loud mhsic stop abruptly.

Staring out the window, Jason turns to you, glaring at you.

"C'mon, it's just me, Jay. You can talk to me," you say.

Jason scoffs. "Yeah, sure. Then you'd think of me like the others do," he says, his gaze returnint out the window.

"And how do they think of you, Jason?"

He shrugs. "Like a fucking loser," he croaks.

"That's because you are a loser," you deadpan. Jason's brows furrow in confusion as he looks at you once more. He honestly thought you'd start to go on a long, petty rant about you thinking otherwise.

You sighed, walking over to him, hding his hands and bring him over to his bed, sitting him down.

"I'm not gonna lie to you, Jay. Your life sucks and I don't know if it's going to get better. There's a chance that it's not. You are a loser. You're spontaneous, make dumb decisions that don't always go well. But, you know? It's not entirely your fault. Your childhood sucks, your current family sucks and most of your teammates sucks. And you're just doing your best. You may be a loser, but guess what? I am, too. I can't fight, I can make weapons, but my aim is shit. My dad died, and my drug addict mom left me. I'm always alone i the tower because everyone else is out doing cool, superhero shit. I understand your pain, Jason. That's why we tell each other the shit we've been through. Because that load might be too heavy for only ourselves to carry. But I'm sure as hell it would be light as a feather if we carry both of our problems together," you choose your words carefully, your hands remaining on his, your thumb stroking his scarred skin.

Slowly, you move your hands, shifting them to link your pinky with his while he remains silent. "Jason, I promise you. I'm always going to be here to listen. I'm always going to be here for you. To help you in any way I possibly can."

Jason doesn't verbally reply. What he does, though, is nod and lean his head against your shoulder, tightening his grip around your hands.

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #red hood #jason todd is my life #titans jason todd #dc titans #i love jason todd #jason todd titans #red hood x reader #jason todd headcanon #hbo jason todd #hbo titans

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bonsai-babies · 2 months ago

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Proving how easy it is to write BASIC compelling arcs for Sam LaRusso (2/2)

This last season's (and others) treatment of Samantha is unforgivable, I did this out of spite whenever I had the time to write, so here goes. (part 1)

main conflicts for season 6 especifically .

TORY TRAUMA — Tory is finally on Miyagi Do, she and Sam can slowly rebuild from the mess of those two last years. Yet, the mess is just too great for a simple talk and cordial looks to fix. Sam is relieved and happy that Tory escaped Cobra Kai's toxicity and is giving Miyagi Do a chance. This however creates two big anxieties: The perfect friend. Sam knows how tough it was to get on Tory's good side, she knows how important it is to keep her as a friend, so she overworks herself trying to make this work. She's overly nice, overly attentive, overly self-sacrificing. She lets Tory win when they sparr, she laughs at her jokes even when she doesn't get it, she smiles and plays the gentlewoman all the time, she opens doors, helps to carry things, keeps checking on her to make sure she's alright, and all of this is made out of extreme anxiety. The other side is her fear. Sam knows what Tory is capable of, she's felt it for too long. Doesn't matter how much psychological development she gets, the trauma is still fresh, still burns on her skin, is still felt on her scalp. Tory is just a lot of scars that are forever marked on her skin, and this she can't change with smiles and a good talk. So, despite her optimism and relief, she still fears, she still watches carefully. She puts herself close to Tory to try to make her happy all the while being unconsciously terrified that the blonde might simply turn around and attack again. Still, no matter how much it triggers her, she will work hard and quietly to make this new thing work.

SEKAI TAIKAI — I believe it isn't a stretch to suggest that Sam might've competed in Karate Championships as a child when she still trained with Daniel and Mr. Miyagi. We know Mr Miyagi doesn't like competition, but Daniel wouldn't let that chance pass. So Sam might've collected a few trophies and medals as a kid when competing only meant a big Karate game and she got to fight different new kids. Nothing psychologically damaging or heavy. That is until the AVT. Then there's Robby's injury, Miguel's change of character, and competition becomes something serious and unjustified. Sure, her first AVT was to save her dojo, but she was probably already uncomfortable with the kind of stakes those championships were holding. It wasn't fair and it wasn't right. Her defeat on the AVT shattered her confidence and likely set her off into a spiral of insecurities, self-hatred, and deep shame. She failed her dad, she failed Robby, she failed her friends, and in a way, she feels she failed My. Miyagi. Now, they're in for a world championship, despite having very little competition experience in general. Among all the teens, she's likely the only one who went through championships the most, but even that wasn't relevant because she was too young and never competed internationally. Sam isn't stupid, she knows they're about to bite something much greater than they can chew, yet, it's her chance to fix every mistake she made on the AVT and attempt to restore the pride of her dad and her team.

development .

TORY TRAUMA — Tory is also putting on work to try and convince Sam she's not a threat anymore. Maybe Tory notices how hard Samantha is trying, and even pities her for it. She wants to make this peace last too, she's ready to overcome her unfair distaste for the girl and start some proper healing. Her small actions help to diminish Sam's fears, they do create a new collection of supportive moments that should slowly help both to experience a much better new chapter. If we keep the death of Tory's Mother, it would definitely be the hiccup in their development. The moment Sam learns of it and how senselessly Tory was fighting in the Captaincy duel, she's both heartbroken for the girl, but also hyper-aware that her skills have to be sharp, Tory is showing every sign she's about to get back on her bad habits and Sam would suffer for it. Suddenly Sam isn't just going to the Sekai Taikai thinking only of redeeming herself for her dad and her team, she has an unresolved journey with Tory.

SEKAI TAIKAI — With the addition of Tory back in Cobra Kai two of her biggest conflicts pile up again. It's a new rendition of the AVT, the very thing she wanted to escape. Her anxiety does get the best of her a couple of times, but Robby is there, her friends are there, her dad is there. She begins to notice their support did not depend only on her wins or her success, they loved her anyhow, now she's more than ready to give a win to them, out of gratitude and just have a good time doing the thing she learned to love again. Hopefully Tory is back on their team by this point and Sam can make a new identity for herself beyond her mistakes from High School.

#cobra kai #sam larusso #samantha larusso #daniel larusso #robby keene #tory nichols #there it is #easy as pie

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crystallizsch · 3 months ago

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I come bearing another song suggestion— I’m 90% sure you’re already familiar with Ang Huling El bimbo (Eraserheads) but but! Ang huling Cha-cha (Bini) They’re more like a P-pop group… but I love their songs lol

Suggesting this cause of your response to Sheepy’s ask lol

(about this post hfhdjdj)

okay first of all THAT’S THE NAME??? for some reason that song never fails to play during family gatherings when i was a kid you brought back so many memories omg

anyways-

this song (and their other songs) are a vibe honestly???

p-pop,,, i've only been getting into that genre recently tbh and i kinda like it 😭 namely ive been listening to SB19 and ALAMAT

also the lyrics you specifically chose i know it’s supposed to be angst but reading them all i can imagine is jamil somersaulting backwards trying to avoid you (and his feelings) HELP what is my imagination doing rn

the happy tunes does not match the lyrics AT ALL and yknow what that’ll always be one of my favorite type of songs lMao

okay time to overanalyze/commentate on some of these lines i am very much not insane 🤓 (and gonna very very roughly translate to my understanding and i might be wrong)

i could just look up official translations but that’s not fun and sometimes they don’t sound right >:(

Akala ko masaya ang pag-ibig ‘pag nagkatagpo na ng katuwang Posibilidad na hindi ko naisip ay ako lang pala ang nakaramdam

why am i being attacked right out the gate 💀

“i thought loving is fun if you find someone, there’s a possibility i didn’t think i’m the only one who feels it”

ONE-SIDED AFFECTION ???¿¿?? pain…. im imagining a lovestruck yuusha during the first year at nrc-

and then role reversal when yuusha moves on post-nrc and jamil is instead caught missing her 😔

One step forward, two steps back, bawat apak ay kay bigat Kung 'di mo kayang sumeryoso, tumambling ka a lang papalayo

first part is already in english so -> “each step is heavy, if you cant take this seriously just tumble away”

okay i admit this part i probably took a little too literally and it’s the part im cackling at 😭

gymnastics somersaulting jamil,,, why are you backflipping your feelings away come back here-

Nakakapagod na magcha-cha, cha-cha kasama ka

idk if there’s a more specific way to translate “cha-cha” but i think it’s literally just a dance

so -> “it’s tiring to dance with you”

I CAN NEVER ESCAPE THE DANCING METAPHORS CAN I. BUT THIS TIME IT’S SAD HELP ME 😭😭😭

all this dancing, all this back and forth… one step forward, two steps back-

they never got to anywhere like it was never meant to be 😔😔😔😔

#[—✦ chatting #cracks knuckles #my single brain cell have been activated #anyways-#i need a tag for these song recs omg #it’s wild that it’s frequent enough that i have a lot of asks with them even from a while ago hfbdjdj #it’s really fun 🫶 thank you and everyone else before #i’m insane enough to go through (hopefully not) ~1k posts to retag them #i just need to think of a name-#-✧ lovely music recs #<- this one maybe #uhhh #just to fit the pattern #anyways i’m just rambling here to myself ack dont mind me #also yes it’s almost 2am for me that’s when twsten’s maintenance ends i need to see whos visiting me today

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adaines-furious-feast · 10 months ago

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Baron's Game: Fabian Seacaster

Still waiting on AO3 invite, but I can't get this out of my head. Sorry it's so long.

The dust stung Fabian’s eye. He screwed it shut and went to rub it when a loud, low sound vibrated through the room. There was a sudden silence and Fabian became painfully aware of his own breathing.

When he opened his eye again, Fabian was alone.

The silence continued, almost smothering him.

Fabian laughed uncertainly, looking around the room.

“Guys?”��

The silence swallowed his voice almost as soon as it left his mouth.

“Hello?”

Fabian scanned the room for any clues, mentally going through his spells to find something that might help.

Movement out of the corner of his eye made Fabian spin around.

A full length mirror stood in the corner, leaning against the wall. Cobwebs clung to it, but the face was eerily clear of dust.

He approached slowly, not sure what to expect.

Fabian found his friends reflected in the mirror. They were talking, but Fabian couldn’t hear anything. Their hand movements indicated they were planning something. Someone waved into the far corner and Fabian realised he was standing there. No, something that looked like him. It joined the conversation and agreed to whatever was being planned.

A thud made Fabian jump out of his skin and he spun around.

Slowly, a small orange ball rolled out from behind some boxes. The sound of it rolling span around the room and Fabian’s head.

“What the-”

Fabian approached gingerly, his hand on his sword hilt. It wasn’t a ball. It was an orange. He reached out and picked up the orange, and only then realised the far side was rotten. He instinctively dropped the orange, which smashed as it hit the floor. The rotten flesh scattered across the floor.

Another nervous laugh escaped Fabian’s lips, only to be immediately swallowed by the silence again.

Fabian turned back to the mirror.

“Jesus Christ!”

The skeleton creature was now in the reflection, standing directly in front of the mirror. It stood with its hands behind its back, head shifted to one side and a perfect smile on its face.

“What the fuck?”

“Do not be afraid, Fabian Seacaster,” the skeleton boy said. It’s mouth did not move. “I am not going to hurt you. Not just yet.”

“What the fuck are you?”

“I am Baron,” the boy said.

“O... kay...” Fabian said slowly, backing away from the mirror.

“It is good to meet you, Fabian Seacaster,” Baron said. “I believe I have you to thank for my existence.”

Fabian didn’t say anything, continuing to edge towards the door. He kept Baron in his sight, as if the creature might jump out of the mirror if he looked away.

When Fabian didn’t reply, Baron stayed silent. The silence seemed to get louder, violently pushing on Fabian’s eardrums.

He reached the door and ripped it open, preparing to run. But when he turned to face it, he found nothing. There was no corridor, no room, no outside. It wasn’t darkness. It was just a void.

“It is very rude to run away during a conversation, Fabian Seacaster,” Baron said. “The conversation will always find you.”

“What the fuck?” Fabian said again. It was all he could think to say. Every other thought he had was drowned out by the question. He heard it on every breath he took as he began to hyperventilate.

“It would seem you are in the mirror,” Baron said. “You have met a terrible fate. Only wat is reflected in the mirror exists. I am sorry I had to put you here. It is important to the game.”

“What game?” Fabian asked, trying to make his voice sound powerful. And failing.

“You will see,” Baron said cheerfully.

Baron sat down, their legs crossed. They leaned their chin against their hands, leaning forward so their head was almost touching the mirror.

“What do you want?” Fabian asked.

“To talk,” Baron said. “You are the friend of my Romance Partner, Riz Gukgak, and responsible for my existence. I would like to get to know you.”

“And then you’ll let me go?” Fabian asked.

“Eventually,” Baron said.

Fabian looked around the room again, but no new ideas came to him. “Fine.”

The answer seemed to please Baron. “I would like to play a game of question and answer.”

“What’s that?”

“I will ask you a question, and you will answer,” Baron said. “Then I will answer any question you have.”

Fabian looked around again. “O...kay...”

“Why did you lie about seeking a relationship with Aelwyn Abernant?” Baron asked.

Fabian frowned again, trying to figure out what on Spyre the freaky creature was talking about.

“I didn’t,” Fabian said. “I mean, I’m a cool guy and she’s a hot girl so I wanted...” Fabian’s stomach heaved and he doubled over before vomiting.

“You should not lie, Fabian Seacaster,” Baron warned. “If you do, there will be grave consequences.”

When Fabian looked up, a crack had appeared in the mirror, crossing Baron’s face and slicing through his empty eye socket.

“I didn’t,” Fabian tried before vomiting again. “Fine, I did but... I’m supposed to get in a relationship with a hot girl. And she kissed me!”

Fabian breathed heavily, wiping drool on the back of his hand.

Baron sat still, waiting.

“Why do you care?” Fabian asked, glaring at him.

“You lied about a relationship, which made your friend, Riz Gukgak, lie about a relationship,” Baron said. “But rather than choosing someone he knew would never date him, Riz Gukgak created me, his Romance Partner.”

“Why would the Ball-”

Baron tutted, wagging a boney finger at Fabian.

“It is my turn to ask a question. If you believe you should be in a relationship, why do you reject those that wish to be in a relationship with you, Fabian Seacaster?”

“Because I don’t want a relationship,” Fabian said, speaking quickly so he could get to his question. “Why are you asking questions you already know the answer to.”

Baron cocked his head, apparently surprised by how quickly Fabian spoke.

“I want you to think about these answers,” Baron said. “There are few things more horrifying than what you really are, Fabian Seacaster. It has already pushed away your parents. It will not be long before those you call your friends will leave too.”

Fabian’s eye was closed. His grip on Fandrangor tightened. If he was trapped in the mirror, there was only one way to get out of here.

He was suddenly thrown to the floor. His eye burst open and he found Ragh on top of him, shouting something.

Fabian found himself in Adaine’s room, his friends around him.

The memory of the mirror world slipped from his mind as he tried to understand what had happened. But there was something digging deep in his subconsciousness that was not going to disappear.

#dimension 20 #fantasy high #fantasy high spoilers #baron from the baronies #fabian seacaster #d20 fic #also I know Jesus Christ doesn't exist in this universe but it's what Lou would say #just imagine the LOTR excuse of “there's something in their language which I translated into our phrase”#ace Fabian #oops all ace

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isabeauwolf · 5 days ago

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Well, looks like my brain decided to torture my poor birdman today... T-T Kai, I'm sorry! Ahhhh!

Bit of a spoiler for a future chapter in the main series, but..... the heartache, the pain, the ptsd that I feel makes sense for why Kai hates being covered in blood.

To Kai, his birth mother abandoned him. Left him in The Doctor's care in the hell hole of an orphanage, he escaped, Lady Sara found him, saved him and brought him to Pops. The she wolf adopted him as her own son, loved him so much, she decided to name Kai Chisaki her future son in law to her youngest daughter.

Why he's driven to rid the world of quirks? Backing Pops into a corner, driving The Yakuza close to extinction, the murder of his adoptive mother (right before his eyes) and someone trying to take away his wife. Kai inwardly fearing he couldn't save Mary like he failed to save her mother, who died to protect him in a car accident.

He didn't know how to control his quirk as a child, he knew how to heal himself, but not other people. He only knew how to protect himself and destroy.

Hense, his massive phobia and contradicting himself. Why he feels as if he's the only one to cure the world of quirks, it's his atonement, his punishment.

Tell me what you think? Of course, I had to get Mary involved. I'll go into more detail later...(I know I've written Lady Sara's death and Kai having the same nightmare before... just can't remember where XD) I wrote this and then passed out in my chair XD So please ignore the cringe!

Okay, I lied... the feels and crying turned into spice.... I'm not sorry!

@cherry-queens-blog @angelblueflame @fairymama624 @staitc-rj @wtf-ask-baddie-overhaul

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Overhaul x Mary drabble - Nightmare and Passion

Kai is in the car with Mary, holding her hand as she gazes out the window. The Yakuza couple's first wedding anniversary is coming up and he wanted everything to be perfect. Kai feels giddy, happy and calm. As long as she's by his side, he feels as if, he can do anything. He will accomplish Pops' dream and make his adoptive mother, Lady Sara proud.

The sunlight faded into black as the car crashes into something, tumbles and rolls, instinctively Kai pulls Mary into his chest and holds her tight as his calm heart exhilarates and deja vu hits him. He's dizzy and disoriented, trying to calm his breathing through his plague mask, breathing in the fresh air. "Angel?" he asks, opening his eyes.

His golden eyes widens, they are surrounded by broken glass as he realizes that he's on his back and Mary is on top of him. He feels something warm and wet, soaking and soiling his clothes. "Angel? Talk to me." His gloved hand cups her face, desperation and urgency in his usually calm and collected voice. "Mary? Mary!"

Her skin is too pale as she smiles at him, nuzzling into his palm. "I'll be alright, Kai."

His eyes scan her body for injuries, when he see's a familiar sight he wished never to see in a million years or for as long as he lives. Metal shoved through his loved one as she's pressed against him, no, no, no! His wife used her body to stop the impact of the metal from hurting him.

History repeating itself. Flashes of his adoptive mother above him interest his mind, violet eyes meeting his. The older woman dying from blood loss, the metal in her chest and silver poisoning.

No, no, not again! He thinks to himself, coming back to the present.

Kai took off his gloves and pressed his hands against her to activate his quirk. Pressing his hands into the warm, sticky wetness as his body shivered and recoiled, his phobia and panic rising. Her blood was warm, but her body was growing colder and her breathing becoming swallow. Why wasn't his quirk working? Why wasn't Overhaul working?! Kai had used his quirk hundreds of times to shove filthy, diseased ridden and infected rats away from him or healed them as to cover his tracks out of habit. He shouldn't have no problem, fixing and saving his beloved wife. So what the fuck is happening?!

"What the hell?" He started to panic, pressing his palms flat against Mary's chest, her blood trailing and dripping down his forearms and elbows, soaking his coat and his shirt. "Why isn't my fucking quirk working?!" His panic started to morph into anger. "Come on, work dammit!" He pressed harder, trying to will and command his godforsaken power to work when he needed it most.

"Kai." Mary's hand touches his own, causing the older man to flinch and pause, snapping him out of it. "Kai, my dearest. It's okay."

Kai's golden eyes widens, his body trembled and shook, shaking his head in denial. "No," he mutters, his tone sounded like a broken prayer, a wish from the very depths of his soul. "No, don't… don't you dare leave me," his lips quiver as he sobs and yanks off his mask.

Mary smiles and cups his cheek, "Kiss me one last time, my devil." She whispers, voice raspy and weak.

He could never deny her whenever she smiles so cutely at him like that. "Of course… my love.." he sobs, moisture prickling the corners, vision growing hazy and blurry as he cups her jaw and leans forward and captures her mouth with his own, closing his eyes, trying to ignore the heavily scent of iron, blood, smoke and gasoline in the air. Instead, focusing on her soft lips, her scent of vanilla and honey, her body against his own, her warmth.

"I… love… you… Kai… forever… my… mate.." Mary whispers, falling limp against his chest, holding his hand, intertwining their fingers as she smiles and closes her eyes.

Kai blinks, "Mary?"

She doesn't answer.

"Angel?"

Nothing.

He shakes her, eyes dilating, fear and panic and he screams her name. "Angel? Mary?! Answer me!"

She lays motionless. Kai presses her forehead against his own, shaking, sobbing harder and wailing his pain and sorrow into the black void that had become his hell.

What use was his life, if she wasn't here?

What purpose did he have, if he couldn't use his quirk to save her?

Why did his quirk fail him?

Had all of his bad karma finally caught up with him?

Why did his beloved have to die instead of him?

Why did fate and death steal another one of his loved ones from him?

His beloved wife, his light, his angel.

"I love.. you too, my angel… my Mary." He whispered, holding onto her tight. "I'll join you in hell." Kai's voice was so broken and frail as he smiled and laughed, feeling completely numb and hollow. Worthless.

Where your mates goes you follow.

He closes his eyes, giving up and waiting for death. Waiting to join his beloved in deaths embrace, knowing he would see her soon.

Kai wakes up in a cold sweat, panting, disoriented, panting and gasping for air. He can't breath, he feels sick. Where is his wife? His angel, his beloved, where is she?!

He blinks rapidly, golden orbs, dialed in panic as his gaze circles the room.

He's back in the Shie Hassaikai compound, in their room, in their bed.

"Angel?" His voice is raspy as he coughs and holds his throat, panic rising as he feels around for his wife. Her side of the bed is cold, making him feel itchy, his heart clenching painfully in his chest and his stomach churns as he called her name, louder, "Mary?!" He coughs harder as he's blinded by the light of the room turning on.

Kai sees Mary standing in the bathroom door, wearing her golden robe. "Kai? Honey, what's wrong?" Mary asks, slowly walking towards the bed, worry clear in her tone and her ears flat against her head. "I had to go to the bathroom when-"

He cut her off, throwing the silk sheets and stumbling towards her. Fear, panic and sweat clinging onto his skin as he hugged his wife and nearly knocked her over. "Mary, you are… alive.." He muttered in disbelief, clinging onto her and sobbing.

It clicked, he had a nightmare that she died.

Her face softens as she frowns, returning the hug and rubbing his shirtless back. "I'm alive, Kai. It was only a nightmare, my devil." She cooes and shushes him gently. "I'm here."

Kai held onto her tight as his body trembled and quaked, falling onto his knees, opening sobbing and crying, he couldn't stop the tears from falling.

Mary nuzzled into the crook of his neck, continuing to rub his back and singing softly.

Kai pulls away, gently holding her face with both shaky hands, meeting her gaze as she stops singing. "Mary... I love you." He whispers, his golden hues are misty, wet and earnest. Filled with desperation, love and complete devotion.

She smiles, holding his hands. "I love you too, Kai." Pressing her cheek into his hand.

He pressed his forehead against her own, trying to focus on her breathing and warmth. Reminded himself that it was a nightmare and this is reality. She's not in danger, his beloved is safe and with him. "Life is meaningless without you." he muttered. His voice steady as he sniffs, opening his eyes and leaning back, watching his wife use the sleeved of her robe to wipe away his tears before cupping his face.

"Nor mine without you, Kai." She replies, offering him a reassuring smile. "Forever and ever."

Kai shakes his head. "No, my angel." He leans forward, staring at her lips, whispering softly, "Forever may not be long enough." He presses his mouth against her own, pulling her flush against him, his hands snaking down to grip hard on her ass. "Need you, my love. Now."

She wraps her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, moaning into his mouth, kisses become more passionate and heated, desperate and sloppy. "Take me to bed, Kai." She pants, clinging onto him.

He rises to his feet, not needing to be told twice, carrying her to their bed and layed her down on the silk sheets and climbing on top of her. Muscled arms caging her to the mattress, pressing his aching need between her legs, grinding and groaning above her.

He needed her. Needed to drown himself in her warmth, hear her moans of pleasure and ecstasy, scream his name as she comes undone beneath him.

Mary moaned, tangling her finger in his hair as he trailed heated kisses down her neck, feelings one of his large hands kneading and massaging her breasts, trailing down to undone her bathrobe. She giggles when he started muttering curses against her skin, knowing he would activate his quirk before she stopped him.

"Here, Kai, let me." Bursts of more giggles spill from her throat as he leans back and appreciates the sinful and tasteful view.

Kai had forgotten that he had gotten her this red and gold lace lingerie with the Shie Hassaikai emblem to match her favorite golden kimono she loved. "You spoil me, angel." He rasps, grinding his hardness harder between her thighs, presenting herself to him like a present or an offering.

She bit her lower lip with a sharp canine. "Surprise," Mary giggled and moan, rolling her hip upwards against his grinding. "I wanted to surprise you before you woke up." She admitted, batching her pretty lashes at him as she spread her legs, showing him that the panties were crotchless.

Kai's golden gaze was intense, hunger and lust burning into her soul before oogling between her thighs, leaning back to admire her: her long silver-white hair sprawled on the bed, her cheeks flushed, her chest rising up and down, her nipples stiff and taut against the material of her bra.

The red and gold against her pale skin, drove him wild, he licked his lips. His body grew hot and his cock was hard and throbbing in his pajama pants, god, he needed to taste her, feeling even inch and luscious curve on her body. He felt his claiming mark heat up and pulse on the side of his neck. Kai's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he panted and shuddered against her.

He could never get enough, never get his fill of her, he needed her now.

Reopening his eyes and meeting her own violet and gold gems filled with lust and desire. A devilish smirk curled on his face, "My naughty temptress of a wife wishes to be devoured?" His voice a low, deep, rumbling purr.

"Yes, Kai, please," Mary moaned, rolling her hips in anticipation.

"Wish pleasure, my love." Kai spread her legs wider and wedging himself closer. Nuzzling against the inside of her inner thigh and planting a soft trail of kisses, observant and bright gold hues watched as her skin prickles with goosebumps from the sensation as he neared closer to her core.

Mary ran her fingers through his short hair, feeling herself grow more aroused and dripping from he heated, molten gold stare, "Kai, my dearest, please, don't tease me." She wiggling and nibbled on her lower lip.

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Songs used: Sacrifice by t.A.T.u, Forever May not be Long Enough by Live, Undisclosed Desires by Muse

#villain lover #overhaul #kai chisaki #yakuza husband #my hero academia #yakuza lover #birdman #toucan king #oc x canon #Mary x Overhaul #Isabeau writes #fluff and spice #January writes 2025 #inspired by song #inspired by anime song #Overhaul ooc #Hurt and angst #Nightmare and passion #spicy at the end

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niki-phoria · 2 years ago

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couldn't find a gif of prince gyu :// but he's so cute here my bf (real)

pairing: beomgyu x 6th member!male!reader (he/him pronouns) genre: fluff word count: 1.0k

request: I have been thinking about this, in which Choi Beomgyu has a Boyfriend who is completely opposite of him. He's quite and calm and likes video games. But that didn't stop them to have cute moments with each other.

includes: barely based on to-do ep 96 (the prince ep), the chaos is kinda implied ?? idk reader is just kinda quiet lol, clingy gyu i need to write for him more

a/n: thank you so much for requesting !! this idea was really cute, i hope you like it :))

requests open !! read my rules first

you tug at the sleeves of your prince costume as you follow behind taehyun into the set. the polyester feels slightly uncomfortable against your skin. it’s warm wearing so many layers, especially underneath the bright studio lights above.

a makeshift castle has been built to further add to your faux status. “give an introduction to the cameras.” a staff member says. you nod, preparing yourself. beside you, beomgyu squeezes your hand. you reach up to brush a strand from his bangs aside, fixing his fringe for him before they start recording.

“i’ll have to improvise,” soobin murmurs as he walks out in front of the castle. “hello, i’m the ultimate face of korea, choi soobin.”

“you have to add ‘prince’ to the end.” kai calls.

“and i’m a prince.” soobin steps aside, making room for yeonjun to introduce himself. beomgyu goes next, waving to the cameras in front of him, followed by taehyun, kai, and finally, you.

“hello everyone,” you wave. “i’m prince y/n. it’s nice to meet you all.”

beomgyu smiles, coaxing you over to stand beside him. taehyun pats your shoulder as he makes room for you. “we got this from an owl earlier,” kai says, pulling a note out of his pocket. “all five of you here today are great princes, but there is only one main character in this fairy tale. we will now begin ‘a singer in reality’ but a prince in this world and a test in search for its main character!”

“shall we begin?” the production crew asks.

“sounds good!”

“should we do the to-do intro before we begin?” kai asks. you hold your hands up, repeating the same motions that have become second nature at this point.

“to-do!”

“chapter three, ambition.” a staff member announces. a small table with ten candles is sitting in the middle of the room. “choose an object from the table beside you. you’ll use it to try and put out as many candles as possible.”

yeonjun goes first, dramatically swinging a plastic sword around the room. you stand to the side next to beomgyu. he smiles, letting you play with his fingers as you wait for your cue to take your turns. yeonjun raises the sword, swinging it towards the candles. it hits straight into the side of them, sending multiple wax fragments throughout the room.

he gasps, hiding behind soobin as he covers his mouth. you can’t help the small laugh that escapes you as you glance between the candles and the staff in shock. “do you need help cleaning it up?”

a few staff members help you pick up the remains of the candles, setting them aside to be thrown away later before they replace the candles on the table. “huening kai will go next,” soobin says, gesturing for him to stand in front of the table. kai swings the bat over the flames successfully putting out four of them.

“wow,” you applaud.

“he beat yeonjun, for starters,” soobin laughs. “okay, beomgyu next.”

with his plastic sickle in hand, beomgyu practices swinging the blade over the candles. “it can’t be that hard, right?”

he dances around behind the table, preparing for his swing. his first attempt misses completely; blade passing directly over the flames and not affecting them at all. you chuckle as he seamlessly continues dancing, brushing off the failed attempt.

“was that the swing?” taehyun asks.

“it’s part of his intro,” you defend. “he’ll do great.”

beomgyu smiles, trying again. this time he puts out seven flames. he props the sickle on his shoulder as he taunts the camera. “did you see that?”

“the sickle may be the best one among ours,” soobin says.

beomgyu returns to his place next to you with a smile. you reach over to grab his hand, squeezing it in yours. “good job,” you whisper.

his smile grows as the staff set up another set of candles in preparation of taehyun’s turn. “thank you.”

beomgyu sighs as he lays down on the couch next to you. he shifts so his head is in your lap. you smile, gently running your fingers through his hair. “tired?”

“not yet,” he hums. “just wanna cuddle with you.”

“okay honey.” you reach over to grab one of the console controllers, holding the second out for beomgyu. “do you wanna play?”

he nods as he moves to sit in your lap. you lean so you can see the screen, resting your chin on his shoulder. your arms snake around his waist to hold your controller with both hands. you press a small kiss against his shoulder as beomgyu relaxes in your hold, leaning back against your chest.

the hours pass by quickly. after a long day of filming, your eyes slowly begin to grow more tired before keeping them open becomes a chore. you sigh as you set the controller aside. beomgyu follows your lead, pushing you down on the couch to lay against your chest. he’s quick to make himself comfortable against you as you reach over to exit the game before sigh, allowing yourself to fall asleep on the couch with your boyfriend in your arms.

“they’re so cute,” yeonjun chuckles. “they must’ve fallen asleep while gaming again.”

“let them sleep,” soobin swats him away. “we have the day off. besides, they need the rest.”

you sleepily blink yourself awake, sitting up a little. beomgyu’s body lays sprawled on top of your own. your legs are intertwined together, his head resting on your chest. his hair is sprawled out. the strands tickle against your skin. his arm lays over your body, pinning you down onto the couch.

your game controllers lay forgotten on the floor. the tv is off - either from inactivity or from one of the boys finding you earlier. “sorry,” soobin whispers. “did we wake you?”

“no, your voice is raspy. “it’s okay.”

“we’ll wake you up later when breakfast is done. get some rest.”

“thank you,” you smile. soobin nods, retreating back into the kitchen. you shift, wrapping your arms further around beomgyu’s waist. he sleepily sighs as he moves even closer against you. you lean down, pressing a kiss against his forehead. “i love you,” you whisper.

“love you too.” he mumbles back.

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breathlessmorro · 1 year ago

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Can I request a skybound Destinyshipping? Like Kai is the onr trying to save Morro

YOU ARE A GENIUS ANON HOW HAVE I NEVER THOUGHT OF THIS??? I'm doing two versions of this, one where their story is background, and one where they are totally at the center of the season.

Destinyshipping Skybound Edition (background story)

Nadakhan knows Morro is responsible for bringing the Cursed Realm to NinjaGo. While Nya destroyed the realm, he blames Morro equally for its destruction, and by extension the destruction of his home. So when he captures Jay, and Morro makes an attempt to free him, Nadakhan does not intend to show mercy.

Nadakhan tortures both Morro and Jay - and feel free to interpret it however you wish - but with Morro? He's forcing him to keep the skies clear to keep the Zeppelins afloat. Morro is the only ninja who never makes a single wish, because he knows they won't work in his favor. However, Nadakhan likes to tempt him with the green ninja. Being human again. Beyond that, he promises to give Morro one more thing; Kai

Nadakhan cannot grant a wish for love, but a wish for lust is different. Even if he's in the sword, he can make Kai crazy for Morro. Leaning towards the idea that Kai doesn't like Morro yet, Morro is greatly tempted by the idea that Kai wouldn't hate him anymore, but pure lust? Does he really want that?... Well, the more he thinks about it, the more tempting it is. A slip of the tongue leaves him wishing to be with Kai, and he ends up in the sword.

Eventually, Morro ends up in the sword. When he and Kai are brought out by Jay, he doesn't know how to react. Nadakhan got him in one wish, and that wish was Kai. How is he supposed to explain that? Kai's made his indifference totally clear and honestly, it's deserved. He loses focus in the fight, if only because he has no idea how he feels anymore.

When the reversal happens courtesy of Jay's wish, Morro's memories may be erased but those feelings remain. He looks at Kai in a new light, and he hates to admit it, but he likes it. While he has no clue where the idea of liking him came from, he knows it's quickly becoming a problem.

Destinyshipping Skybound Edition (main story)

So straight up, Morro is the one Nadakhan first targets. The reason he's alone? Stomping off after the ninja annoy him - specifically Kai. The two of them butt heads more often than not, and Nadakhan offers to fix that. He can't grant Morro love, but he can't make Kai see him in a different light. Accidentally, Morro wishes that Kai would appreciate him for who he was. And his wish is his to keep. Kai comes to find him, worried and insistent they stay together. Morro realizes he messed up.

Kai is a lot more worried about Morro than before. Morro is annoyed by it at first, but eventually starts to realize why the team likes him. Why people like Kai. He's caring, he's sensitive, he remembers the things you tell him. Morro's one-sided wish quickly becomes a problem as he starts to feel guilty. Guilty because Kai doesn't actually feel this way for him, and Morro is starting to wish that he did.

But of course, he cannot make the same wish twice, Nadakhan reminds him when they're alone again. Morro wants to scream, because how dare he? He never meant to make a wish in the first place, and he never meant to make Kai something he wasn't. He inadvertantly wishes that Nadakhan would leave him alone, and the team finds him. And Morro tells them the truth. The team gets angry with him, especially Kai. The island essentially plays out the same, with Morro getting captured instead of Jay.

Nadakhan is furious. If Morro was responsible for taking Djinjago from him, then he will be responsible for returning it. He makes plans to marry him instead of Nya, and because he already has Morro in his grasp, they can act on that much sooner. Morro's escape attempts include possessing Nadakhan - and failing miserably - jumping off the ship only to realize Vengestone works on ghosts, and even considering jumping into a puddle of water. None of it works.

When the team comes to rescue him, they're already planning to shoot Nadakhan with the Tiger Widow Venom. Except because of Morro's first wish, Kai ends up jumping in too early to protect him, and he gets hit as well. Because Nadakhan is losing his power, Kai snaps out of the wish, and Morro apologizes profusely. Because of him, Kai got hurt, and he never wanted that to happen. He's grown to care about him, after seeing his kinder side, and he regrets that it was a wish that did that. Kai tells him he doesn't want him to blame himself anymore, that in another time, maybe he would have started to care on his own, because even through his wish, when he was giving Morro a chance, he had started to genuinely develop feelings for him. Morro wishes that they had gotten the chance to fall for each other without Nadakhan ever escaping that teapot, and his wish is his to keep. The reversal happens, and he and Kai remember everything. They're the ones who kiss at the billboard, much to Lloyd's upset and everyone else's confusion. Nadakhan never escapes.

#breathless speaks #morro ninjago #morro #kai smith #kai ninjago #destiny #destinyshipping ninjago #firestorm ninjago #windflame #morro master of wind #skybound

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eligobrrrrr · 10 months ago

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Hi! I'm gonna return the favor because I wanna hear some fun facts for your OCs, too! I'll ask it here so you can mention any of the OCs you wanna talk about, not just BG3

Omg this took longer than I wanted SO! As a challenge to myself I tried to write a fun fact of most of my characters (both D&D and BG3), some are missing due to them being generally underdeveloped

(The * means I have already played this character in a campaign, oneshot, or in bg3)

Ace Goldstring*

My beloved lightfoot halfling, college of spirits bard, sorry about getting you involved with Xanathar and the Zhentarim. So he has teal eyes with the ghost inside as a side effect of him being a spirit medium, if he wasn't his eyes would be brown like the rest of his family.

Davhomin Siannodel Brightwood*

The first one to be made and my dearest boy whom I apparently just like to put in situations. He has a garden back in his house in Silverymoon that he loves very much and gets worried about when he has toi go far for an extended period of time, usually other members of the church of Ilmater take care of it or sometimes his dad does.

Enoch Hume

Half-elf (drow) wizard. Student of Strixhaven, Quandrix School, very very tired he needs some sleep so much, one of his counsellors is a shifter werecat(mechanically a weretiger but I just wanted to make it a calico cat) for the theory side of the school.

Heinrich von Wenninger*

Ah yes, my dhampir vampire hunter. He has a cane, it was from his old teacher whom tragically passed away, he still carries it around everywhere as a memento, the cane is also quite interesting, it's part of the gothic trinkets list from Curse of Strahd/Van Richten's Guide, so the tip can generate sparks, instead of it being magical I made it like it is a small mechanism that with enough force could generate a small fire (and that definitely didn't come back to bite me in his oneshot/j)

Icarus Nephus

My scourge aasimar, sunsoul monk whom is basically a greek demigod (child of Apollo). He knows how to play the flute quite well, he learned to do it back in his monastery in Elturel. I also change his name slightly depending if I'm talking in English or Spanish (Icarus/Ícaro)

Nolan

They're the amneciacTM character, meant to be given to the dm and see what chaos unfolds, the few things I have stablished is that he has stitches and an odd scar in their chest powering their wild magic and is mortally afraid of mirrors.

Professor Meadowheart

Teacher in Strixhaven, Quandrix School, he's known to give one of the easiest classes for the first year students and one of the hardest for the last year students. He's also Enoch's counsellor embodying the substance part of quandrix. He has a raven familiar and definitely isn't conflicted about that (Shadar Kai that basically escaped the Shadowfell).

Yín Lóng/Argentum*

My silver dragon whom was cursed to be in human form. Loves loves loves books, they canonically have a library in the abandoned temple that they live in, also the story hook for their adventure is that someone stole one of the books, a very dangerous one so they're going to retrieve it (+ being stuck in human form and trying to transform back).

Thurak*

Half-Orc Wild Magic Barbarian. I have made reference to this several times but I never get tired about talking about it, he has a broken lyre cus he tried to play music and failed. On a fun fact related to his backstory, he actually doesn't know how to speak orcish and is actually still learning common.

Mayhem*

My tiefling monk, child of a cambion and grandchild of an incubus (Inherited being able to switch between a male and female form). Used to stealing people when they were younger then became part of the same monastery of Icarus in Elturel, Mayhem arrived first then Icarus did, Mayhem was dragged into Avernus while Icarus was in Baldur's Gate. They're besties.

Sergil*

Seldarine Drow (Technically an Aevendrow) gloom stalker ranger. He a lil bitch, a lil shit/pos, he doesn't know who Drizzt Do'Urden is and at this point he's too afraid to ask.

#Omg I really did manage to get most of them #EliGoCharacters #Ace Goldstring #Davhomin Siannodel Brightwood #Enoch Hume #Heinrich von Wenninger #Icarus Nephus #Nolan the Undead #Professor Ephraim Maenenrum #Yín Lóng/Argentum #Tav: Thurak #Tav: Mayhem #Tav: Sergil Rivvinesst #<- You can figure which are bg3 characters from the tags alone fjkdsahlkdn #Anyways thank you for the ask!#Really loved trying to go through all of them #elianswers

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azulaang-chakras · 1 year ago

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Hiya, I have two questions. Both are inciting incidents that would cause AUs to develop. 1. What do you think would have happened if Ty-lee had chosen Azula's side at Boiling Rock and had disabled Mai instead? 2. What if Mai had chosen Azula over Zuko?

Good questions, Anon.

1, so if Ty Lee successfully strikes Mai before Azula lets off a lightning bolt and manages to talk her down from killing her, Mai is imprisoned as in canon and Ty Lee leaves with Azula. Azula is still rattled by this and by Zuko "abandoning" the Fire Nation, but Ty Lee's loyalty might not lead Azula to a full breakdown as in canon. That does, however, make Ty Lee the unlucky receiver of a lot of unhealthy attention. After losing a friend and a brother, Azula heaps all that baggage on Ty Lee, who has already had to suffer a lot of shit over the years. If Azula manages to keep it together enough, that means Zuko and Katara don't get an easy shot at subduing her during Sozin's Comet. I'll elaborate on this in a minute.

2, if Mai had chosen Azula, that leads to one of three scenarios:

A, the line of the gondola gets cut and everyone inside it drops into a lake of boiling water, dying horribly

B, Sokka, Zuko, Hakoda, Suki, and that one prisoner guy who fucked up rowing a makeshift canoe live but don't escape the Boiling Rock. Aang and co back at the Western Air Temple don't know where Sokka and Zuko went, so that cuts their minuscule band of 8 to 6. Without Zuko thinking of asking for June's help when Aang goes missing, that might cut out the regroup with the White Lotus. Without Zuko, Aang and co don't find out about the Phoenix King plot, which means that an untold amount of Earth Kingdom territory will be reduced to ash. Mai's canon choice at the Boiling Rock prevented a genocide.

C, Team Boiling Rock somehow manage to escape and make it back to the Western Air Temple. This leads to me wondering if Ozai's decision in regards to Azula changes. Ozai, in my eyes, sees Azula as a tool, an extension of himself and his toxic, avaricious ego. Making her fire lord and leaving her behind was, in my eyes, as much a "promotion" for her as it was a punishment for her. She failed to recapture her brother, she lied to him about Aang's death, and she can't even keep her own friends under control. Does the removal of that last failure from the AU mean he still leaves her behind or does he decide to take him with her? I'm going to lean towards the former.

(Answering these questions made me realize, hey, how did Zuko know his plan would work? For all he knew, Azula still had a full garrison of firebenders and Dai Li on hand. Agni Kais are serious business, but does Fire Nation law/cultural norms allow for a traitor to invoke it? I don't think the garrison would bat an eye if Azula shuts him down and orders Zuko and Katara's capture).

Mai sticking with Azula might force Zuko to wait in returning home, which means that the war doesn't end after Sozin's Comet. With Azula as their new leader, the Fire Nation can continue the fight for years if need be. When the fight finally comes back to Royal Caldera City, the plan is "take down Fire Lord Azula". Zuko has a fair shot at beating Azula, but not a guaranteed one as he's not fighting an unbalanced/unhinged sister this time. He does have to win for the world's sake, but the battle can easily become chaotic as combatants tear up the city. Mai would end up fighting with the others against the rest of Team Avatar and the White Lotus, and probably end up being defeated. The FN has an army, but the good guys have a fully realized Avatar.

This second invasion might end with Aang taking a defeated Azula's bending away. Ty Lee and Mai are imprisoned as defeated enemies of war. Zuko ascends to the throne with a much heavier heart, as he no longer has Mai at his side. This would, in time, kick off a "Fire Nation's Next Top Fire Lady" as noblewomen from around the FN try to marry him, which would only add to Zuko's misery.

Thanks for the question, Anon.

#atla #anonymous #asks #Mai #Azula #Ty Lee #what ifs

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[FIC] Luffa: The Legendary Super Saiyan (211/?)

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Continuity Note: This story This story takes place about 1000 years before 66 years after the events of Dragon Ball Z.

[21 April, Age 850. Toki Toki City.]

"Demigraaaa!"

The atrium of the Time Vault was lit with the ominous purple glow of Demigra's evil magic. High above the great octagonal table, a ball of dark energy roiled and churned in mid-air, like a dark sun looming over the cabinets that housed the Scroll of Eternity. Demigra had created this attack to destroy the Time Vault, and with it, all of history. He then opened a mystical portal to escape into the Crack of Time, where he had once been banished. He would ride out the destruction of the universe from his former prison, and when it was over, he would emerge victorious and create his new world from the ashes of the old.

Below, the last of Demigra's enemies were defeated.

Trunks, the leader of the Time Patrol, had been incapacitated from intense combat. Thanks to Demigra's mind control, he had been forced to fight on both sides, and he was exhausted from the effort.

The Time Patrol's newest recruits, Son Goku and Luffa, were pinned down by glowing red spears of energy. Though they weren't injured, Demigra's magic kept them immobilized.

That left Chronoa, the Supreme Kai of Time, who could only stand between Luffa and Goku, and watch helplessly as the dark fireball descended upon them. It was Chronoa who cried out Demigra's name as he slipped away into his hiding place.

As hopeless as the situation seemed, Chronoa did not despair. Among her divine powers was the ability to alter the flow of time in a particular location, and so she applied this technique to Demigra's blast. She raised her hands, and concentrated. For a moment, it looked like nothing was happening, and then the ball slowed down, seemingly stopping in midair.

Chronoa did not allow herself to relax. Thought mortal eyes might be fooled into thinking the energy ball was frozen in midair, it was still moving. Chronoa had slowed it to a crawl, but the energy ball still continued on its collision course with the floor, where it would surely explode and destroy them all.

Still, she took some comfort in this. "There's time," she muttered to herself. It was the unofficial slogan of the Time Patrol. It was an encouragement not to rush or panic. The answers and solutions would come eventually, and the Time Patrol could afford to be patient. Carefully, she took stock of the situation. She did not have the physical strength to repel the energy ball by herself. Nor could she free the others or heal Trunks without releasing her temporal field around the energy ball.

There was, however, Demigra's portal. Chronoa knew that it led back to the Crack of Time, since it very closely resembled the portal she had used to imprison Demigra there in the first place, seventy-five million years ago. Demigra had already passed through it, but the portal still lingered, for Chronoa knew it would not close quickly or easily.

The thought occurred to her that she might follow after Demigra and try to retrieve Tokitoki from him. It was a desperate idea, one that would mean abandoning the Time Vault to be destroyed. But it seemed like there was no other alternative. By all accounts, Chronoa had failed. Demigra had absorbed her charge, the Divine Tokitoki Bird, and he had used Tokitoki's power to destroy everything. But the universe still had a few moments left, and Chronoa would not abandon her duty. She would stand her ground and preserve history for as long as she possibly could.

And so, knowing it would do little good, Chronoa held out her hands and pushed back against the energy ball with all of the power she could muster. It did little to halt the ball's advance, but that didn't matter anymore.

She spared a moment to look at Trunks, who was passed out beside her. He and the other Time Patrollers had been wonderful companions, and it was good to face the end with him, even if he wasn't conscious. She had spent most of her tenure as Supreme Kai of Time in solitude, with only Tokitoki for company.

And while her plan to bring in Goku as a secret weapon had not succeeded, she was still grateful for his efforts. He had only been a deputy Time Patroller for a few minutes, but he had fought gallantly.

Then there was Luffa, whom Trunks had summoned using the Dragon Balls. Chronoa glanced over to her, and might have had some final thoughts regarding Luffa's service to the Time Patrol, but those sentimental musings were forgotten when Chronoa noticed that Luffa was... gone?

"Where--?" Chronoa asked. She had been too busy to notice one of the Scrolls of Eternity next to Luffa, or Luffa's subsequent disappearance. If Chronoa had seen this, she might have realized what had happened, and what was about to happen next.

Instead, Chronoa was completely surprised when a bright yellow glow appeared from behind Demigra's energy ball. She looked up and found Luffa floating near the ceiling of the atrium, her face twisted with rage, and her short hair rippling on her scalp like tongues of flame. She held out her hand, and shrieked.

Chronoa thought Luffa was going to stop Demigra's attack. Instead, she fired down at the ground, blasting away the energy pikes that held Goku down. The golden ki blasts dissolved the crimson skewers like toothpicks cast into a furnace.

"On your feet, Kakarot!" Luffa called out through gritted teeth. "You've got work to do!"

Goku didn't need to be told twice. He was already standing before Luffa had finished speaking. He looked up at her with amazement, and he might have replied to Luffa, but then Chronoa groaned from the strain of her exertion, and he realized she needed help. In a flash, he was suddenly standing beside her, and he threw out his hands, and began to apply his ki against the oncoming attack.

"It's okay, Supreme Kai of Time," Goku said. "I'm here!"

"Luffa!" Chronoa said. "Get... get down here! Hurry!"

"Wait, where'd she go?" Goku asked. "I could sense her power, but then she just disappeared all of a sudden!"

As he wondered about this, he began to feel the energy ball pushing back against him, and Goku set his jaw and widened his stance to brace himself.

"No..." Chronoa said. "Demigra opened up a portal to the Crack of Time... and Luffa must have followed him into it!"

"Rrrghhh!" Goku grunted as his muscles tensed against the force of the energy ball.

"This is bad!" Chronoa said. "If she takes on Demigra alone--!"

"She'll be... fine!" Goku said with a grimace. "You saw her before.... She can take him!"

"That's not the problem!" Chronoa said. "She should have stayed and helped us here! If we can't stop this thing from destroying the Time Vault, then it won't matter if she wins or not! It'll be the end of everything!"

"No way!" Goku insisted. "I won't... let... that... happen!"

And with a shrill cry, he transformed, his dark eyes glowing a brilliant green, and his black hair shining a baleful yellow to match Luffa's.

"This ain't the end!" Goku shouted. "Not even close! Not while I'm still standing!"

And the energy ball... stopped in midair. It continued to push down against them, but Goku had truly halted it. The only question now was: for how long? Had he only managed to delay the inevitable?

Chronoa held out her own hands and continued to support his effort. She wasn't alone in the fight, but the situation hadn't changed. She would continue to buy as much time for the universe as she could. And maybe, with Goku's help, they could do more than that...

*******

[21 April, Age 850. The Crack of Time.]

Luffa dashed through the portal just before it could close. She emerged from the other side to find herself in the Crack of Time, a dark expanse containing a multitude of crystals, each one larger than an adult humanoid. They floated in the Crack of Time like motes of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

Demigra was not hard to find, since he was the only other living thing present. He hovered among the crystals with his back to Luffa, though he quickly turned around to register his displeasure.

"What are you?" he asked indignantly. "What in the world are you?!"

"I think we've already been over that," Luffa said. "If you still haven't figured me out, then I'll just have to explain it with my fists."

"You know," Demigra said, "I just finished arranging that scroll to take you to the world I created for you. And I spoke to you a moment ago, explaining where you were, and why I put you there."

"Then it all really happened?" Luffa asked. "I was on that fantasy world of yours for weeks, but I started to think I dreamed the whole thing."

"Weeks for you, minutes for me," Demigra said. "And for your friends in the Time Vault, only a second or two. "I had to manipulate the flow of time in order to prepare that temporal fragment for you, Luffa. I had to make sure you'd accept the arrangement, but I couldn't afford to wait around. But since you're here, I suppose I must assume that you've rejected my offer."

"Offer? You mean 'diversion', don't you? That whole thing was a sham, just like your claims of godhood."

"Oh, you are a frustrating one," Demigra growled. "After all of that fighting, you're still alive. Even my efforts to make peace were useless. I see now. You want to interfere. It's not just a matter of duty or stubborn pride. You simply cannot help yourself. Shenron chose you well. It seems you're driven to oppose me, no matter what."

"Good," Luffa said. "You're beginning to understand me, at least."

"So be it!" Demigra shouted. "I won't hold back, then. With every ounce of my limitless, divine power... I will defeat you!"

As he spoke, he gripped his scepter with both hands, and held it in front of his chest. Then he released the scepter, and it floated in front of him. The crystal orb at the top of the scepter glowed bright pink, and swirls of color emerged from the glow, surrounding Demigra until Luffa could no longer see him. There was a flash of light, and when it faded...

"You shall rue the day! I will erase your miserable life from history! When I'm through with you, you will have never existed!"

As Demigra raved, Luffa took note of his transformation. Before, Demigra had looked like a humanoid man with red hair and chalky yellow skin. Now, he had become a hulking brute. Large black spikes protruded from his shoulders, toes and forehead. His fine blue clothes were gone, though his demonic hide was the same color he had worn before. His mouth was filled with sharp, fangs, including a pair of large teeth that jutted up from his lower jaw. Behind him was a thick, muscular tail, similar to the tails she had seen from Frieza's race.

There was no sign of Demigra's scepter, but there was something resembling a red crystal in the center of Demigra's chest, and it was surrounded by a golden lattice that spread across his torso. Luffa wondered if Demigra had somehow absorbed the scepter into his own body to accomplish the transformation.

Despite his more bestial appearance, Demigra's voice had not changed at all. He still spoke in the arrogant, self-assured tones he had always used before. It was somewhat surreal.

"No one who has ever witnessed this form has ever escaped alive. And you... you are no exception!"

In spite of his grim threats, Luffa began to laugh.

"You find this amusing, do you?" Demigra said. "Or perhaps you've already gone mad with terror."

"Oh, I'm mad, all right," she said as she raised her fists. "You think I came here to escape, Demigra? No. I'm here to kill you, no matter what form you take. So let's see what you can do."

As Demigra rushed toward her, Luffa's eyes went wide. Before she could do anything, he struck her face with his massive right hand, and sent her flying into the surrounding crystals. Luffa slammed into one of them with a loud thud.

Demigra followed up with an energy blast, summoning three ki balls that appeared around his shoulders and below his legs. From these, a barrage of ki bolts fired at Luffa, knocking her around like a leaf in a hurricane.

He continued attacking, striking her with a powerful swipe from his left hand, then quickly spinning around to swat her with his tail.

"You're just another monkey brute!" Demigra insisted. "I spent a great deal of time preparing for you, but now that it's finally come to this, I realize I needn't have bothered! With this form, combined with Tokitoki's power, I'm more than a match for you! Looking back on it all, I'm surprised you even made it this far!"

Demigra continued his attack, grabbing Luffa by the head with one hand and punching her in the gut with his right. She cried out with each blow, and Demigra's inhuman lips curled into a satisfied smile.

"I won't leave a speck behind!" he raved. "I will erase you from this world!"

Eventually, he grew bored with this line of attack, and he kicked her away, letting her crash into a nearby crystal before diving after her. Then he slammed into her with incredible force, enough to shatter the surface of the crystal. For a moment, there was a cloud of sparkling fragments around them as Demigra dragged Luffa up by the collar of her black shirt.

"So... Now do you see?" he gloated. "You will vanish without a trace! Forever forgotten!"

With that, he drew back his fist, and it started to glow red as he energized it for a killing blow. Luffa's only response was to wince. And when Demigra finally threw his punch...

Luffa's eyes snapped open.

And she screamed.

Demigra's strike missed her completely. The force of her ki was so intense and so sudden that it deflected his punch and caused him to lose his balance. Demigra began to tumble away from the crystal, and when he regained his bearings, he found Luffa was still standing, and still gathering her power.

"I'm impressed, Demigra," Luffa called out to him. "That new form of yours is a lot stronger than anything you've managed so far. It almost makes up for your predictable movements."

"Don't you dare bluff with me, woman!" Demigra growled. "You are finished, and your false bravado will avail you nothing!"

Luffa's aura suddenly vanished, and she glared up at him. Then she raised her left hand, and curled her fingers inward, daring him to attack.

Demigra did not hesitate, and as he flew toward her, he charged his fist again, and this time, his punch connected...

... with Luffa's open palm. She caught his strike and stopped him cold. There was a sound like thunder upon the impact, and then for a long, awkward moment, they remained still, with Luffa's hand on Demigra's fist.

Then, Demigra finally, stubbornly, tried to push against her. His fist, already glowing red, began to glow brighter. Luffa smiled, then bared her teeth as she pushed back. Her own hand shone like molten iron as she applied greater force.

"You'll see to it that I'm forgotten?" Luffa said as they struggled. "You think that frightens me, Demigra? Erase me from history? Well I'll let you in on a secret: That already happened."

"I'm not talking about your precious legacy, fool!" Demigra said. "I mean to eliminate your very person from existence!"

"But you'll still remember me, won't you, Demigra?" Luffa grunted. "If you can win, that is. You beat me, remake the universe in your image, and have everything your way, but in the quiet hours, you'll still remember the time I knocked you on your ass. Or were you going to erase your own memories along with the rest of it?"

"You'll be gone," he insisted. "And that is all that matters!"

"Wrong," Luffa said with a bitter smile. "You wanted to know what I am, right? Well, I'm a legend. And we legends have a nasty way of sticking around. Even if you could kill me, you still wouldn't be rid of me."

This enraged Demigra, who pushed even harder against Luffa's hand. She did not budge. Instead, she applied more force herself, and flung his hand to one side, leaving him open to an attack. She quickly closed the distance, and drove the point of her elbow into his abdomen.

"Legacy is all I have, Demigra," Luffa said. "Even if it's just your bad dreams, or a lousy movie someone made about me, or the wreckage of my old star-yacht, it's all me. My reputation still counts, even if no one remembers it."

He tried to grab her with his enormous arms, but Luffa slipped through and kicked him in the ribs.

"That's your whole problem, isn't it?" Luffa continued. "At first, I thought I understood your motivation. You wanted to break out of this place and conquer the universe. I can understand that. I know what's it like to be trapped someplace, with nothing to look forward to but a dream of revenge You wanted Tokitoki's power over time, so you took it. You wanted to make yourself a 'Demon God'. Sure, I can relate to ambition. But it's not really ambition, is it? It's just fear. Fear of a universe you can't control."

Demigra spun around and swung his tail at Luffa, but she caught it instead and gripped it tightly in her arms.

"I kind of wondered what your story was, Demigra," Luffa said as she charged her ki again. "Chronoa told me about how you tried to betray the Kaioshin, but she never explained why you did it. But I think I get it now. It doesn't really matter what you were like back then."

Demigra struggled to free himself from her grip, but the best he could do was to swing her around. She refused to let go.

"Something must have changed back then, didn't it?" she asked, unconcerned with the effort of holding on while Demigra flailed her around like a fish caught on a line. "Yeah, you wouldn't be so interested in controlling time unless you had a regret or two in your past. So you found your opportunity, but you blew it, and then you had to wait seventy-five million years to get another chance! And now that you've gotten this far...!"

She applied her power, and came to a stop in midair. Suddenly, Demigra found himself unable to move his tail at all. He couldn't break Luffa's grip, nor could he budge her. And then, with a shrill cry, Luffa moved him, swinging him into the nearest crystal. Then another. And another. The Crack of Time seemed to shudder with each impact.

"What was it, Demigra!" Luffa shouted. "A failed romance? You lost someone important to you? Is there some bridge out there that you desperately wish you could un-burn? I'll bet you don't even remember it yourself! Seventy-five million years is a long time, after all!"

Demigra finally managed to regain control of himself, but as he curled around to remove Luffa from his tail, she held it up to her face and sank her teeth into it. Demigra roared with pain, and while he continued to try to remove her, his movements were now clumsy and unfocused. At last, Luffa released her bite, and backed off to a safe distance.

"You animal!" Demigra shouted.

Luffa simply smiled, offering him a full view of her bloodstained lips and teeth.

"That was for calling me a 'monkey brute'," Luffa said. "I was already furious with you for trying to tempt me with that whole Dorlu Prime thing, Demigra. But you just had to take it to a new low. Well, I was always going to kill you. After that 'second chance' business, I decided I wouldn't bother making it quick. But now...? Now...? Well it's not going to be clean, either."

"When I'm finished with you, you'll--!"

Demigra didn't finish, as Luffa struck him in the gut first. He gasped for breath, and she followed through with an uppercut to his chin.

"You said that already," Luffa said. "You'll 'erase' me, right? That's your answer to everything! Stupid bastard. You're probably thinking about how to reverse what I just did to your tail. Who needs first aid when you can just undo every bad injury you don't like?"

He recovered and went after her again, this time firing a barrage of energy beams at her. Luffa moved between them with breathtaking agility, and she continued to taunt him as she advanced closer to him. Demigra kept firing, but he had to back away to keep to a safe distance.

"You're probably wondering why I let you beat me up right after you transformed," she said. "You're thinking: 'If she's got this kind of speed and power right now, then why didn't she use it from the start?' I'd call that a good question... if it came from a Saiyan child, or an inexperienced fighter. But from a 'Demon God'? It's kind of sad."

She managed to get within twenty meters of Demigra and then vanished completely. Confused, Demigra fired more rapidly, until he noticed Luffa floating directly over his head. Before he could react, she stomped his face, then grabbed the fingers of his right hand and bent them away before he could shoot her.

"It's simple. I needed to get your measure," Luffa explained. "You said everyone else who witnessed this form never escaped alive. I guess you scared them with it, got them so panicked that they couldn't put up a proper defense. But I've already fought you a few times before, so this transformation of yours is the only new trick you've got. I just needed to see how hard you hit, and how all that added bulk affects your movements."

As she said this, Demigra grabbed for her with his left hand, and Luffa twisted and bent the fingers on his right. As they struggled, she pulled his right hand as far from his right side as possible, and Demigra wound up whirling in circles trying to stop her.

Then she broke his index and middle fingers, and the Crack of Time echoed with Demigra's agonized screams.

"You hear that right there?! That's what you should be trying to do to me," Luffa scolded. "Take out my fingers, you take away the Vengeance Cannon, my most dangerous technique. The pain you're feeling now? That's a lesson. So is that bite I took out of your tail. A true Saiyan warrior wouldn't let an opponent isolate a vulnerable spot so easily."

She kicked the back of his neck, and Demigra pitched forward, still cradling his injured fingers in his good hand.

"Of course, I say that, but I'm a damn hypocrite," Luffa said. "The Tikosi beat me down, took me prisoner, and they took my tail apart trying to figure out how it works. You made that little fantasy world for me where you killed them all, and I guess I'm a little grateful for that. But I still remember the pain. I promised myself I'd train my tail even harder than ever after that. Let me show you."

She turned her back to him, and Demigra howled with rage at her blatant disrespect. To his credit, he thought ahead before attacking. Instead of rushing at her back, as she clearly intended for him to try, he flew within a few meters, then sharply cut to his right, circling around to strike from a different angle. Again, to his credit, he attacked with his right arm, despite the broken fingers. He refused to be intimidated by the pain she had caused him.

Luffa was still one step ahead. She deflected his strike with her left forearm, then spun like a top, maneuvering away, then around Demigra before kicking him in the knee. As he recovered from this strike, she leapfrogged over him, and in the moment when they were back-to-back, she lashed out with her tail.

There was a loud snapping sound, like the crack of a bullwhip, and Demigra went careening across the expanse of his former prison. A crystal stopped him, and as he recovered from the attack, he kept his arms behind his back, probing for the wound Luffa had made.

"You could do a lot more with that tail of yours," Luffa said. "As thick as it is, you must have more muscle mass than mine, and you're no slouch when it comes to raw power. I bet you could take my head off with that thing, but you've never really trained for anything like that. You've never needed to. You've never lost anything that you couldn't recover with some time-manipulating trick."

"You don't know anything about me!" Demigra shouted. He fired another energy blast at Luffa, and she avoided it, slipping around to respond with her own ki blasts.

"I can see it in how you fight," Luffa said. "You move like someone who's never really tasted defeat. Even when you were trapped here, you saw it as a temporary setback, or even an opportunity. Your ego couldn't let you admit failure, much less learn from it."

Demigra couldn't avoid her bombardment, she he crossed his arms over his body and weathered the storm. When the golden explosions all faded, he found Luffa waiting for him with a boot to the face.

"Then you have me. I've got so many losses I don't know where to start. You know, the Old Heroes of Saiyan Legend were supposed to be invincible, but that's just a corny joke. We Saiyans get stronger from defeat, so why would the Old Heroes be any different? And even if I were an exception, I've seen the same thing happen with the others. Kakarot, Trunks, Vegeta, they all had to rise up from humiliation to claim victory. That's how we Super Saiyans grow. But you're afraid to grow, Demigra, and that's why you'll never beat me!"

Demigra pulled himself together and put his left hand over his jaw as he caught his breath. Luffa simply glared at him with a self-satisfied grin.

"Is that really what you think?" Demigra asked. Then he began to chuckle.

"Something funny about this?" Luffa asked as she crossed her arms.

"If I'm so doomed to defeat, Luffa," Demigra asked, "then why am I still alive?"

"You're a tough bastard, I'll admit," Luffa said, "but don't get cocky about this. I'm just making sure you suffer as much as possible before I finish you off."

"Is that right?" Demigra scoffed. "It seems to me that you've forgotten about the other front in this conflict. Remember the Time Vault?"

"I already took care of that," Luffa said. "Kakarot can save the Time Nest while I rip you into pieces."

"Can he?" Demigra asked. "I fought you both, Luffa, and while I admit that you've overpowered me here, I found Son Goku's strength to be somewhat less impressive."

"He was holding back, idiot," Luffa said. "He fought you in base form to study your movements. Not my style, but you're a fool to think he was going all out."

"Oh I would never presume such a thing," Demigra said. "But I do think I have a good estimation of his power level on the date he came from. Why do you think I chose that date to attack West City? That was a distraction to keep you busy while I conquered Toki Toki City. If Goku had been too powerful, it would have ruined everything."

"You're babbling, Demigra," Luffa said. "You never expected Chronoa to recruit Kakarot to help us fight you. His power will be more than enough to save the Time Vault."

"You haven't been very impressed with my transformation so far," Demigra said, gesturing to himself. "I admit, I've given a poor performance, but perhaps you might not judge me so harshly when you consider how much power I put into that attack on the Time Vault."

"What's your point, Demigra?" Luffa demanded.

"My point is that I've been fighting two monkey brutes at the same time," Demigra said. "And if it's taking you this long to kill me, then I think it's fair to assume that Goku is no match for the energy blast I left with him. Perhaps you should have stayed behind to help him."

"You're full of it, Demigra," Luffa said. "Kakarot will prevail. I'm sure of it."

"And what if he doesn't?" Demigra asked. "You might win here, but there will be nothing left for you to return to. I, on the other hand, don't need to defeat you, Luffa. I only have to outlast you. And from what I've experienced so far... that seems like a reasonable task."

Luffa had no answer for that. There was nothing she could say. And so she simply attacked.

*******

[21 April, Age 850. Toki Toki City.]

When Demigra finally escaped from the Crack of Time, the first thing he did was to invade Toki Toki City. Using his magic to contaminate the city's water supply, the Time Patrollers became infected with an insidious mind control spell, and they turned on one another in a terrible battle that nearly ruined the city.

Eventually, the fighting died down, as only Trunks was left in any shape to fight, and Demigra pitted him against Luffa. When Trunks fell, Luffa battled Demigra himself, and then Goku arrived to assist. Then the action moved to the Time Vault, where Goku was struggling to save it from Demigra's deadly energy blast.

Throughout this crisis, a number of Majin Time Patrollers lay asleep in their beds, their hibernation cycles leaving them oblivious to the danger around them. The rest of them had been worn down from the fighting, and Chronoa had teleported them to another world to keep Demigra from using them as hostages.

Then there was one other Time Patroller. Known only by a number, 44 was a humble file clerk in the administration office of Toki Toki City. Unsure of how to respond to the citywide riots, she fled to Luffa's apartment. There was no sensible reason for her to have done this. It was simply that 44 didn't know where else to go, and though she knew Luffa would not be there, it gave her some small comfort to know she was in Luffa's home. All 44 found was Luffa's Majin roommate Jayncho, who slept soundly in her bed. For a time, the teenage girl sat on the floor and waited. When the fighting stopped, and she could sense no activity in the city, she continued to wait, hoping for some sign that it would be safe to come out.

But there was none, and eventually 44's fear gave way to frustration. Whatever comfort she had taken from Luffa's apartment felt hollow as she waited for an all-clear sign that never seemed to come. She felt ashamed of herself for hiding, even though she knew it was the smart thing to do.

And so, at last, 44 rose to her feet and resolved to take her chances outside. If the streets were truly deserted, then there could be no danger, and at least she could find a way to call for help. 44 did not know how to make such a call, or where to send it, but she preferred to find that out on her own than to wait in silence. Eventually, Jayncho and the other Majins would awaken, and they could help her.

As 44 made her way through the city, she found only damaged buildings and clouds of dust and smoke where the Time Patrollers had fought. The great hourglass that had loomed over the center of the city was shattered, with large shards of crystal and great brazen cogs lying all around. She could sense ki signatures, but found none. At last, she came to the archway that led to the Time Nest. There was a glowing white portal in the arch, which rippled liked the surface of a placid lake, impossibly standing vertically.

44 had never been to the Time Nest before. It was a restricted part of the city, and she lacked the proper authorization to enter. She had never had much interest in seeing what was inside. She knew the Supreme Kai of Time carried out her divine work in that place, and important Time Patrollers like Trunks and Luffa assisted her there. That was enough for 44. It was their business, and she was content to leave them to it.

But now, as she stood at the portal, she wondered if anyone was still on the other side. Her senses could not perceive beyond the veil, and she had no way of knowing if the Time Nest was secure. Was the fighting still going on? Was there anyone inside at all?

Was Luffa there?

The uncertainty was what spurred her to step through the portal. She couldn't bear the suspense, or the eerie silence of the empty city. For some reason, she held her breath when she crossed the threshold, and mentally prepared herself to take a step back into the city at the first sign of trouble.

When she emerged on the other side, she found a large building, like a temple, with an even bigger tree growing out of the roof. It was surrounded by a spacious lawn that might have looked like a park, if not for all the craters and rubble strewn across it. There had been fighting here as well.

But what caught 44's immediate attention was a tremendous Saiyan power coming from inside the Time Vault. She had sensed it before, shortly after Luffa and Trunks had fought in the city. And there was another large energy as well. It felt... awful.

It was Demigra. It had to be.

She could feel her pulse quicken as she gasped for breath. A Saiyan was fighting Demigra inside the Time Vault. She did not know much about the Time Vault, except that it somehow contained all of history. A battle inside the Time Vault seemed like a very dangerous idea. Every fiber of 44's being told her to run and hide. There was nothing she could do here.

And, to her surprise, 44 found herself walking towards the Time Vault. Not every fiber of her being, it seemed, wanted her to run. To this part of herself, another part seemed to be telling her:

"You already ran and hid. And if this turns out as badly as you think it might, if all of history gets destroyed, then were can you possibly hope to flee?"

That part of 44 led her to the doorway of the Vault, and to a grand stairway that led to the atrium below. There, she found a Super Saiyan man in orange clothes, struggling with all his might to hold back an energy ball that glowed with a sinister purple light. Black lightning crackled across its surface, occasionally lashing out at the walls and ceiling.

It was Son Goku. It had to be. She had read the files on him, seen images of him all over Toki Toki City, but she had never sensed his ki before. It was very much like Luffa's, but with a distinct signature all his own.

Nearby, she saw the Supreme Kai of time, doing something with her outstretched hands. She was trying to help Goku, that much was clear, but it didn't seem to be enough. And near her feet lay Trunks, the leader of the Time Patrol. He appeared to be out cold.

"Rrrgghh! Dammit!" Goku shouted. "It's no good! I didn't realize Demigra had this kind of power!"

"He doesn't!" Chronoa said. "He's only able to do this kind of thing because of the power he absorbed from Tokitoki!"

"I hope Luffa's doin' better than I am right about now," Goku said. "I'm starting to think she shouldn't have been in such a hurry... to follow him like that! If he can generate this kind of an attack...!"

"Just hang in there!" Chronoa said. "If she wins, maybe she can come back and help you out!"

"No!" Goku said. "No, that's not how this is gonna go!"

He clenched his teeth, and grunted as his ki increased. His Super Saiyan aura thundered around the edges of Demigra's energy ball, like hurricane winds buffeting an island. The ball did not move, but Goku's expression seemed more self-assured.

"I won't lose!" he shouted. "If she can beat Demigra by herself, then we can handle this on our own! I just need a little more power! Just a little more!"

From the top of the stair, 44 did not like the sound of any of this. Goku was doing his best, but the power he was fighting against was so intense, and if his mighty strength wasn't enough, and Luffa was gone, then what chance was there?

And then, as if in answer to her question, she noticed Trunks slowly rising to his feet.

"Let me help you, Goku!" he said as he staggered towards him. When Trunks was close enough, he placed his hand on Goku's shoulder. "Take as much of my power as you need!"

"Trunks!" Chronoa said with a frightened gasp. "But you were out cold!"

"I couldn't get much sleep... Not with all that racket you guys were making," Trunks said. "I'm a mess right now, so I can't help you fight, but I can do this much at least."

"Don't do it, Trunks!" Goku said. "I can sense how exhausted you are."

"Heh. You're a great guy, Goku," Trunks said wearily, "but I think I finally see why my father gets so annoyed with you. Use your head! If I don't help you now, there won't be a 'later'. Besides, this is Time Patrol business, so this is no time for me to save my strength! I won't stand by and watch everyone else fight without me."

With a pained grunt, Trunks transformed, although he was too weak to maintain a stable Super Saiyan form. His hair kept flashing back and forth between its normal lavender and a gleaming gold.

"Luffa used this trick to help you out in another mission," Trunks said. "You don't remember it, but I do. She gave you a boost when Demigra was controlling Majin Buu. If it worked for her, then it should work for me."

Above, 44 could sense Goku getting stronger. Trunks' power was flowing into Goku's body, and it was helping, but she couldn't tell if it was enough to make a difference.

"Trunks, that's enough!" Goku said. Even as he felt the power entering his body, he could sense Trunks' own body weakening.

"Focus on what you're doing, Goku!" Trunks said. "We've got to stop Demigra here or we're all done for! I don't care what it takes! I'll sacrifice everything I have! My power, my health, my life! All of it!"

"Do as he says, Goku!" Chronoa added. "Trunks is right. We have to pull out all the stops."

"All right," Goku said. "If you guys think it's that bad, then I'll do everything I can!"

And so he did, but it still wasn't enough. Eventually, Trunks collapsed again, and while Goku made good use of the power he had received from him, he still could not dispel Demigra's attack.

"This isn't working!" Goku shouted. "Trunks had the right idea, but we need more power! Isn't there anyone else from the Time Patrol?"

"No," Chronoa said. "I had to move them to a different planet to keep Demigra from controlling them. They're all beaten up anyway."

"Rrrgh! There must be something we can do!" Goku growled. "We can't let it end like this! We can't!"

"Maybe I can help."

It was a small, uncertain voice that echoed through the atrium of the Time Vault. She almost didn't recognize herself as she spoke. She wasn't sure what had compelled her to descend the stair, and to approach them while they struggled. Goku didn't recognize her, but Chronoa did.

"Number 44?" Chronoa gasped. "What are you doing here?"

"I... it would take too long to explain," 44 said. "I thought Luffa would be here, so I came to find her."

"She was here a little while ago," Goku said, "but she followed Demigra through a portal! But if we can't stop this thing from blowin' us up, we won't be able to help her!"

"Then... Okay," 44 said. "I'll try."

She approached Goku and put her hand on his shoulder, just as Trunks had done before.

"I'm just a clerk," she said. "I'm not much of a fighter. I'm not much of... well..."

She knew some fundamental ki techniques. Luffa had even challenged her to accompany her own a few of the easier Time Patrol missions, and 44 had managed to hold her own against foes like Raditz and the Saibamen. She wasn't completely helpless, but she had no interest in combat. And in spite of that, Luffa had taken a liking to her anyway.

As 44 projected her ki into Goku's body, she shook her head. It was no mystery at all, really. She knew exactly what it was that had compelled her to leave Luffa's apartment, what drew her to the Time Vault, and now to Goku's side. Physically, 44 supposed she was no closer to Luffa than she had been in Jayncho's bedroom.

But spiritually, she knew she was exactly where Luffa would have wanted her to be.

In spite of 44's uncertainty about her power, it seemed to make a great difference. As she applied her own strength, Goku began to rally. The energy ball started to budge in the opposite direction, and Goku straightened his arms to push it back instead of merely holding it at bay.

"That's it!" he shouted. "We're doing it!"

Had it really been that simple? She wondered if that was all it took. Just one more Time Patroller to turn the tide. And as she felt a surge of exhiliration, her knees began to wobble.

"I... I don't know if I can keep this up," 44 said. The strain of giving her energy to Goku was starting to take its toll.

"You're doing great, 44!" Goku said. "Just hang on a little longer!"

"But... what if I--?"

"You've... got to hold firm..." Trunks said. He slowly rose to one knee, and took 44's other hand in his own. "You're... you're not alone. We're all in this together..."

"Trunks!" Chronoa called out.

"I'm not finished!" Trunks said. "I... refuse to let Demigra have his way... You hear me, Demigra! I am Trunks!"

As little power as 44 and Trunks were able to provide, it gave Goku the boost he needed. His muscles tensed as he applied his ki to Demigra's fireball, and with a sharp cry, he forced the ball in upon itself. The fireball convulsed and shuddered like a living thing, fighting back every step along the way, but Goku did not relent. At last, he screamed, and the energy blast finally collapsed and dissipated into thin air. There was a powerful gust of wind, and then at last, the Time Vault was silent, and the harsh purple light gave way to a soothing darkness, illuminated by the yellow glow of Goku's Super Saiyan aura.

"Did... did we do it?" 44 asked.

"I think... I think so," Trunks said.

"What do you think, Supreme Kai of Time?" Goku asked as he caught his breath. His hair turned black as he dropped back into his normal state. The Time Vault grew darker, lit only by a few working light fixtures along the walls. He began to rub the muscles on his arms as he looked at her with a hopeful expression. "Did we stop him?"

Chronoa looked around at the Time Vault for a moment, as though searching the walls for an answer. At last, she turned back to them and smiled.

"Yes, I think we're safe for now" she said. "But as long as Demigra still has Tokitoki, he can always come back and try this again. It's up to Luffa now."

44 wasn't sure if she was relieved to hear this or not.

*******

[21 April, Age 850. The Crack of Time.]

"You think it changes anything? Are you that delusional?!"

Luffa was speeding across the Crack of Time, zipping past Demigra without actually touching him. At first, he would raise his arms to defend himself, or try to shoot her with a ki blast as she approached, but he soon realized this wasn't worth the effort. Instead, he tried to study her movements, hoping to anticipate when she would actually strike.

As she shouted at him, her voice echoed throughout the Crack of Time.

"Maybe you're right. Maybe Kakarot isn't strong enough to save the Time Vault. Maybe the universe will be destroyed no matter what happens here. Then what? You think I'll lose my nerve? You think I'll surrender, and beg you to let me go back to that time fragment you made? Idiot!"

"You don't have much other choice, Luffa," Demigra said. "The only way out of this place is through me, and I don't intend to be gracious in victory. Not anymore. Not after all the trouble you've caused me."

"You think I chased you here with an exit strategy?" Luffa shouted as he zipped past him again. "The only plan here is the one where I kill you, Demigra. I may never get out of this place alive, but I promise that you will definitely die here. One way or another, this is where it ends. Are you ready?"

"Pathetic," Demigra scoffed. "After all of this, I would have thought you capable of more than childish threats. All you're doing now is trying to bait me, Luffa. Moving in an obvious pattern, waiting for me to attack at the opportune moment so you can spring some desperate trap. You talk about growth, but you still haven't learned to understand what makes me worthy of Tokitoki's power. Here in the Crack of Time, patience is the only virtue, and time has ever been on my side."

Then, suddenly, she stopped flying past him. Demigra expected something to happen next, but instead, there was only the quiet hum of the crystals in the Crack of Time. The yellow flashes of Luffa's movements was gone. And its place was... laughter.

Demigra looked around to find her, but could not. Her ki was everywhere, making it impossible to track her by her energy. It was then that he realized that he had misinterpreted her strategy. She wasn't luring him into attacking. She was using her ki in as many places as possible to mask her presence.

"You made this personal, Demigra," Luffa called out to him from everywhere at once. "I was always going to kill you, just out of loyalty to Chronoa. But then you nearly blew up my hand. Then you pissed off Lord Beerus, and he tasked me with destroying you on his behalf. Then you turned Trunks against me with your mind control tricks, and then you nearly convinced me to throw away my principles for a phony second chance at life."

Demigra looked around for the source of her voice, but in vain. Then, at last, he sensed her approaching him from behind, and he whirled around to face her...

... and that was when he noticed something grabbing his tail.

Demigra looked back, and found Luffa's face, but it was not Luffa at all. Rather, it was one of her exploding ki ghosts.

It was not the sight of the ghost itself that filled Demigra with dread. It wasn't even the realization that they explode on contact, or that it had crept up behind him without his noticing. Even the explosion itself wasn't what truly terrified him. As the blast seared the flesh of his tail and scalded the rest of his skin, Demigra knew that this was only the beginning.

As he reeled from the blast, something clipped knee from behind, and that produced an explosion as well. His instincts told him to withdraw to some safe location, but there was none. Luffa's ki was in every direction, and he had no idea where the next attack would come from.

"I was actually going to do it, you know," Luffa said from the shadows. "I was seriously going to make a go of it in that world, and let you have your way. It sickens me to admit it. You took my grief and tried to corrupt me with it."

Several ghosts now flew around him like tiny missiles zipping past him at oblique angles. They moved in the same patterns Luffa had been using earlier, but it did Demigra no good. Even though he could anticipate their movements, he had no idea what order they would attack in. As it turned out, none of them attacked at all. They were a diversion.

Something tackled him from behind, and Demigra expected another explosion, but this one was heavier than the ghosts. He could smell Luffa now, the real one this time. Her Saiyan sweat was unmistakable in the pristine air of the Crack of Time. But knowing she was there didn't do him any good now. She had grabbed both of his arms and pulled them backward while she pressed her knee into his spine. It made no sense to him, for she didn't have the reach to do such a thing, and then she heard her voice.

"Let me explain your biggest mistakes, Demigra," she said. It was the same woman, but her voice was heavier and gruffer than before. There was something different about her ki, now that he could sense it up close. She had transformed somehow, gotten larger.

"Your first was getting banished to the Crack of Time in the first place," she growled. The tension on Demigra's shoulders was incredible. He did not cry out, though he wanted to very badly.

"The Supreme Kai of Time is a really nice lady," Luffa explained. "You threw her friendship in the trash, and that was a foolish move. She should have killed you for your treachery, but she showed mercy. Then you escaped from the Crack of Time. Your second mistake."

At last, she released her hold on Demigra and he tumbled clear of her. Now that he could see Luffa, Demigra realized that she had assumed a different version of the Super Saiyan form. Her body was much larger and more muscular, and her hair and aura had a greenish tint to them. Her eyes glowed solid white, and she was stalking towards him with a twisted grin on her face.

"See, if you would have just stayed in this rathole," Luffa said, "then you never would have met me. And that leads into your third mistake."

Demigra tried to fight back, but Luffa suddenly flew right into him and when they were chest to chest, she suddenly generated a green ki attack from her torso and detonated it, flinging him away like an errant branch in a tornado.

She wasn't as fast in this form, Demigra noticed. And she was weaker as well. It was as though she had only used it for the reach it provided. For a moment, he considered how to exploit that to his advantage, when she was suddenly on top of him again, bending his legs around her own.

"Your third mistake was coming back to the Crack of Time," she thundered. "You thought you'd be safe here in your little prison. But it's not a prison at all, Demigra, not the way I look at it."

She cinched in her latest jointlock and Demigra howled from the pain. She had already softened up his knees, and now she was following up on that. But that wasn't all. As she reared back on his legs, the ki ghosts were still zipping around them, and they began to maneuver into position. Demigra could sense their power intensifying.

"This isn't a prison, Demigra," Luffa said with a cackle. "And it's not a refuge either. No, for those of us in the mercenary business, this place is what we call a kill box."

Suddenly the ghosts all pointed their arms at Demigra and fired ki blasts at his head and torso. Luffa did not release him, and he was forced to defend his upper body even while his legs were being twisted out of frame. Demigra's tail swung helplessly in the middle, having been reduced to little more than a bloody mess.

When it was over, Luffa released Demigra and flung him into the nearest crystal. Before he could recover, she gestured to the ghosts, and they all flew at him en masse, producing a tremendous explosion.

And despite all of this, Demigra was still alive. His monstrous form was beaten and bloodied, but it had proven tough enough to withstand Luffa's onslaught. He needed to recuperate, but he knew that there was no chance for him to use his spell to reverse the flow of time around his injuries. He had used that trick once too often in Toki Toki City, and Luffa had learned to counter it by attacking another body part while he was reversing damage elsewhere.

If he could hide from her, for only a few minutes, then he might be able to heal himself, but she had already ensured that was impossible. She was right. The Crack of Time was proving to be more of a liability to him than he ever imagined.

"Still alive, huh?" Luffa asked. "Well that's pretty impressive, Demigra. Maybe I haven't given you enough credit."

She shrank down to her normal size, and her power suddenly increased to its former intensity. All around him, the Crack of Time was bathed in a terrifying yellow glow. In that moment, Demigra felt despair. The sudden rise in her energy reminded him of just how powerful she was, and how weakened he had become from the damage he had sustained so far.

His only chance was to go on the offensive. If he could hit her just once, he could slip out of her line of sight, and find a few seconds to undo his wounds. In his panic, Demigra could not objectively consider this hasty plan, but it was all he had left.

He charged his ki into his right hand, and it glowed with red flame as he prepared to attack. His broken fingers were a problem, but he shut out the pain as he launched himself at her. He would buy himself an opening, or he would fail. There was no other choice. He had to succeed.

Luffa saw him coming and stood her ground. She smiled.

"Seventy-five million years," she said. "All that plotting and planning, and it all comes down to a frontal assault. Beautiful."

She charged her own ki and raised her left hand up to her head as she prepared to fire. "This is too good for you, Demigra. Too quick. But what the hell? Let's put an end to this. Vengeance Cannon."

She pointed her fingers at him and fired a crimson beam at his forehead. Demigra flung his right hand ahead of him, and the power he had built up was enough to resist the beam. She managed to slow him down, but she hadn't stopped him. The pain in his broken fingers was excruciating now, but he still had a chance. His left arm was relatively unscathed, and if he could just make use of it while she was focused on his right, then he could find an opportunity...

But as he brought his left arm forward to attack, Luffa responded by bringing out her right, and she pointed her fingers at him and screamed.

The second beam of crimson light lanced out from her right hand and into his left, and suddenly Demigra was back where he started. It was a standoff, except his broken fingers put him at a profound disadvantage.

"You weren't expecting me to shoot two of these at once, did you?" Luffa called out, her voice trembling as she spoke. "I...I still haven't gotten used to doing this little stunt! I improvised it during a scrap with Lord Beerus, when he was testing me to see if I had what it took to kill you. So I guess it's appropriate, huh?"

He had no idea. Demigra had studied Luffa's battles in preparation for this day, but he hadn't been privy to everything she had done while training in Toki Toki City. Had he miscalculated that badly? As he struggled to push forward, he realized that he had already lost whatever initiative this attack would have given him. Luffa was unsteady, but there was no way for him to capitalize on it. It was all he could do to hold back her power.

"You lose, Demigra!" Luffa shouted. "I may die in this place, but not before you! Now... fall!"

The next few seconds were sheer agony for Demigra. At last, his right arm faltered from the pain of his broken bones, and Luffa's Vengeance Cannon tore through him like a spearhead through gelatin. His left arm was next, and the second Vengeance Cannon passed through his body on a similar trajectory. The resulting damage left Demigra completely immobilized. For a moment, he floated in the Crack of Time, utterly helpless.

There was nothing left he could do. Every careful scheme, every strategy, all the power at his disposal. It had all led to this moment. All of his preparation had been for nothing.

Then Luffa prepared a Gallick Gun. Demigra knew the technique well. If he had been able-bodied, he could have defended against it. As it was, he could only dread its execution, and wonder how it had all gone so wrong, so quickly.

The purple light of the Gallick Gun washed over him like a tidal wave, and Demigra's body began to disintegrate.

"Impossible!" he wailed as the end finally came. "I am a god! I have become... a god!"

Then, finally, Demigra was gone. His last words of protest echoed in the Crack of Time, then faded away.

Luffa was alone. And as she considered her situation, she noticed something happening in the expanse of the Crack of Time. She was never certain of what the Crack of Time really was. It might have been a cavern of crystals, or simply an endless void. But now, in every direction she looked, there appeared white fissures, as though the Crack of Time itself was beginning to... fracture.

"Oh, great," she muttered to herself. "This place was Demigra's prison, and now that he's dead, it doesn't serve any purpose, so it's self-destructing. Well, it saves me the hassle of starving to death, I guess."

As the Crack of Time began its collapse, Luffa looked around for some possibility of escape. Then she noticed something else. It was a small, glowing orb, no larger than a dinner roll. As it floated toward her, she realized it had come from the spot where Demigra had been before his body was destroyed.

Instinctively, Luffa reached out for the orb. She did not know for certain what it was, though she suspected that it was too important to ignore. And just as she touched it, it transformed, becoming a large bird.

"Tokitoki?" Luffa gasped with surprise. In her fury, she had almost forgotten that Demigra had absorbed the divine bird, and that they were still merged together when she killed him. "Then... You survived all of that?"

The Divine Tokitoki Bird stretched out his wings and made a loud warble. Luffa wasn't sure what to say. Fortunately, there was no need for words. The divine bird knew exactly what to do. He flapped his wings and began to flutter around Luffa in tight circles. And as Luffa watched Tokitoki in confusion, the Crack of Time began to fade away, as the two of them were transported to someplace else.

Luffa had a feeling she knew where they were going, though she was too tired to think about it. For the moment, any destination would be an improvement.

NEXT: Aftermath.

#dragon ball #fanfiction #lssjluffafic #super saiyan #luffa #goku #chronoa #trunks #tokitoki #demigra #44 #crack of time #toki toki city #sorry for sitting on this one for so long #it was one of those that i had to wait a while before i could read it and think it was any good #but we made it #chonky demigra the penultimate boss of this arc #now we can move on to more important business...

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