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MC of the Month: Kiera Tomoe

Please welcome our second MC of the month! Each month, we will highlight one MC or OC that is currently on our Meet my MC / OC List. The MC / OC is selected randomly on the Wheel of Names, and eligibility requirements can be found here. We accept MC / OC profiles on an ongoing basis. Please feel free to send yours in!

This month's MC of the month is...

@julia-highstorms ' s Kiera Tomoe

Learn more about KIera and her creator, Julia, below.

In your words, tell us what you like most about your MC. Although I have written Rei (OPH MC) for a few years now, Kiera is the first MC I have created with an actual backstory and personality defined before I started writing. And this made me very fond of her, as she feels like the most realistic character I've ever created, along with Eli.

2. Do you feel your MC is like you at all? How are you alike or different? Apart from killing zombies, Kiera's personality is similar to mine: we're both pragmatic. Kiera prefers a hands-on approach rather than wasting time theorizing, so she usually makes decisions fast and firmly, not thinking twice (just like me lol). We share the same MBTI, ISFP. Kiera is also demiromantic, like me.

3. What is most important to your MC? What is their motivation in life?

Considering the situation they're living in - an apocalyptic world -Kiera's motivation isn't different from the others around her: surviving. After she meets the others and they founded the colony, as their leader, she also does everything within her willpower to make Olympus strive. And who knows, maybe find a cure, like they could do with Eli.

4. What are their biggest pet peeves? Dirk is her pet peeve 😂 seriously though, people who are excessively negative or who are always whining but don't help are what annoys her the most. So, Dirk.

5. If your MC could change one thing - anything - what would it be? Not live in an apocalyptic world lol 

6. What is your MC’s favorite song? At the Tower, they were forbidden to get access to music, books, and anything related to the "old world" from before the outbreak. So her favorite song would be the only melody Eli knows how to play on the guitar.

Is there anything else you’d like to share about your MC: if you'd like to know more about Kiera, access the Character Profile + Playlist I have created about her.

Thank you for sharing Kiera with us, Julia! You can all learn more about Kiera Tomoe here.

[julia-highstorms]

Eli - short series (Eli x Kiera (F!MC))

Summary: Eli Sipes reflects on the important people of his life.

Author’s note: this is a three part short series in which Eli reminisces about his childhood and adolescence (represented by the figure of Riya, his best friend), his young adult years until he met Kiera and the others (represented by David, his younger brother) and about the present and his future (Kiera).

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Pixelberry Studios. 

Rating: +18 - mature themes (tw: character death mention, gore)

Pairing: Eli Sipes x Kiera Tomoe (F!MC) - Wake the Dead masterlist

Word count: +2.3K

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Part One: Riya

Eli Sipes was by himself, sitting by the margin of the river, carving from a piece of wood he found nearby. 

He heard steps approaching, and glanced up briefly to see Kiera there. She sat down on the soft grass beside him.

"Whatcha making there?" - she asked, a relaxed smile playing on her lips. Not a vision that he would see often, but that was a special occasion.

They had survived the solstice.

"A bird. It's one of the easier shapes. My Dad taught me. "

He heard her chuckling.

"Shooting, fighting, and now whittling. Is there anything you can't do?"

"Can't draw a picture to save my life." - and that was true. He was terrible at it. His drawings were almost offensive, because of how insufferable they were.

"Well then, I guess it's a good thing you met me because I am an excellent artist." - she winked at him, a cocky smirk dancing on her lips. 

He cracked a smile and stopped his whittling to look out at the river. They fell into a comfortable silence for a long moment, just enjoying each other's company, hearing the soft sound of the river, birds chirping nearby, and their friends' laughter. Troy was now the one on the mission to teach Angel and Shannon how to swim. Or, at least, how to not drown. Sledge was still resting her back against a tree, protecting herself from the sun, clearly judging Troy's lack of teaching skills.

He turned his gaze back to Kiera, who was now laying next to him with her eyes closed, a serene expression on her face as she sunbathed.

And he felt… peaceful. For the first time in years.

He returned his gaze at the river and Eli let his mind run… memories of a lifetime ago floating back to his mind.

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"You can't get me!" - the childish voice ringed in his ear, followed by laughter.

"Careful, you two! Don't get too close to the river." - Mom shouted from nearby, as he sprinted after David.

It was summer and the sun was up in the sky. Crickets could be heard chirping around, and the weather was nice, perfect for a picnic.

Which was what the Sipes were having. That was a somewhat tradition they had in summer. Just like going to the amusement park whenever the boys were on holiday.

Still laughing after their little run, Eli and David joined their parents, who had just finished laying out all the contents of their basket. Fresh bread, biscuits, fruits, there was everything there. The boys promptly dug in, starved after having so much fun that morning. They loved going to the woods.

While the family of four ate and talked about school, a single ping could be heard. Dad checked his phone and immediately stopped eating.

"What?" - Mom asked as she saw the frown on her husband's face.

It took a while until the man could speak up.

"...Rahul didn't make it. Samir just texted me."

"Oh no…" - their mother covered her mouth in shock.

"The funeral will be tomorrow morning. He's asking if we'll be there. He'll send the address."

"Of course we will."

Eli immediately thought of his best friend. Riya Patel.

Ever since he could remember, Riya has always been around. The Patels were their neighbors, just living down the street. Eli and Riya went to the same kindergarten and were in the same elementary school, even in the same class, when the first news about this unknown virus broke out. They were just seven years old. 

The girl was the youngest of three. She had two older brothers, Ravi, who was twelve years older, and Rahul, ten years older than her. Unfortunately, Rahul, a senior in high school, was infected around that time and didn't survive the mutation (which they still wasn't aware of the disaster it would cause when people started turning into zombies).

Her parents, Samir and Prisha Patel, were both physicians and they helped their small community be up to date about the new virus as it progressed. Eli and Riya were old enough to be conscious about what was happening, but not old enough to fully understand the impact of it in their lives at first. 

…and it would change everything.

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"Dammit, I lost it! Did you see where it went?" - the girl with long raven hair tied in two braids asked, turning to the two boys behind her.

"Is it just my impression or this was faster than the others? I haven't seen one walk so fast!" - David asked, forcing his vision as he looked through the woods.

Eli stared at the sky, dark clouds looming over her.

"We should get back. It will start raining soon."

"At least the rain will keep these ugly bastards away for a while." - Riya smirked as the three of them returned to their community. - "Anyway, I heard that the experimental drug started being tested. Hopefully we'll have a cure in a couple of years."

Her best friend said nothing; he wasn't as optimistic as her.

Riya was the complete opposite of him: outspoken, fierce and a dreamer. So full of life. Even though all the horrors she and her family had witnessed - her parents were on the front of the research and trying to treat people -, she always firmly believed in a better world, where things would be good again.

Or, at least, free of zombies. 

The virus was long spread now and the whole world was aware of its disastrous consequences. Things turned worse after Rahul's death: more and more people got infected, whole cities got decimated by that horrendous virus. Kids started getting surviving lessons at school, like archery. Eli remembered listening from the adults that he and the other kids were the "warrior generation".

So, at 16, Eli, Riya and David were not common teenagers: the situation built them to be survivors, as that was the only reality they have ever known.

But they were still teenagers at the end of the day, with some teenage topics.

Like crushes.

Recently, Eli noticed that his younger brother liked his best friend more than just a friend. He wasn't one to pay attention to that kind of stuff, so he wasn't aware for how long David had started acting all nervous around Riya. But he indeed noticed.

Growing up the three of them together, Eli always felt that Riya was the sister they never had, even after reaching puberty. And he thought that David shared his sentiment, but apparently something started to change as his little brother hit adolescence.

Eli noticed that David suddenly started acting a bit nervous whenever he was around Riya, but also excited too, always wanting to share something that he had read in those scientific magazines of his to the girl.

And as much as the boy denied it, it was clear that he liked Riya Patel.

The small dialogue they had the week before was still very fresh in Eli's mind.

They had just returned from a food scavenger and were getting themselves ready to help Mom and Dad with dinner, when the oldest smirked.

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"So, you have a crush on her?"

"Who?"

"Riya. Obviously."

David scoffed, an offended mask on his face, but Eli knew his brother and when he was pretending. Especially because David was terrible at it.

"Of course I don't. Why would I?" - the younger said, but his face showed otherwise. - "Besides, she likes you."

"Nonsense."

"What? Don't tell me you haven't noticed it."

"She's just a friend."

"Maybe to you. But to her…"

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Eli was sure that David only said that to get the attention out of himself. There was no way that Riya would be interested in him. They were best friends.

But then, just a couple of months later, Eli Sipes found out the truth.

It was near the end of spring, when Riya showed up one day at the Sipes residence, looking for Eli. That was something very common, as they used to hunt together, but the boy sensed that it was a different occasion.

They decided to check the perimeter together to get the privacy she wanted. The two teenagers walked in silence, following the town borders, keeping an eye to the woods, their arcs in hand - they would often practice archery together - in case a drone showed up.

Riya suddenly stopped and turned to him.

"I'm leaving. I mean, we're leaving. Me and my parents."

Eli needed a few seconds to process that information.

"What?"

"Ravi texted. When he finally got a signal, he texted my dad. He's somewhere safe up in the mountains. Apparently it used to be a military headquarters with bunkers and now has become a 

 colony. They call it the Tower." - she shrugged. - "Apparently, it is big and there are safety in numbers."

"Are you sure? Isn't it safer to stay around here, where you know the ground and the people?"

"Eli, it's just a matter of time until drones come tearing down this place and invade our homes. We see this happening every year; our colony gets smaller day by day and the list of missing persons just gets longer. You know how in the summer it seems that they multiply. Mom and Dad think it's worth the shot going up there. And I think so too. Apparently, they have some kind of lab where they're making experiments to find a cure and it's as safe as possible. So…" - she shrugged again. - "Why not? Better than being here, just waiting for our deaths."

They stared at each other for a few minutes, in silence.

Eli wasn't upset or anything. He didn't have the right to feel so. That was Riya's life and her own decision to make. And she had already done it.

He just knew things wouldn't be the same without his best friend around.

He frowned.

"I'll miss you."

She smirked.

"I know." - and then, she fished something from her backpack and threw it at him, Eli catching it midair with one hand.

"What's this?" - he asked, arching a brow. She giggled.

"Why don't you just open it up instead of asking me? It's yours."

He gingerly opened the small gift. There was a thin, smooth fabric in it. A blue scarf.

"Figured I could give you something to protect you when you're hunting. And to make you remember me." - she smirked.

"Thank you, Riya. And of course I'll always remember you." - he smiled back at her, sincerity and warmth in his brown eyes.

Their eyes locked for a moment, neither of them really wanting nor ready to say goodbye. They both knew that it probably was the last time they would see each other.

"Eli… Can I kiss you?"

Riya had to bite a laugh when she saw surprise hitting her best friend's face. It was so rare seeing Eli getting caught off guard.

"I didn't know… you…"

"I know. You're a bit slow on this type of thing." - she chuckled. - "But yeah, I like you. I think I've always liked you. Never thought about telling you, though. It didn't seem necessary, plus, we had more things to worry about. Well, until my family decided to leave." - she shrugged again, not looking even the slightest nervous or embarrassed. That was Riya to him. Always confident. - "So? Are you going to grant me this last wish?" - her cocky smirk showed up again.

Even that confession felt so�� Riya. She would always be like herself until the end.

Eli shrugged. 

"Okay."

He stepped closer, and the girl's breath hitched, surprised by his sudden closeness, her eyes locking with his.

She gently cupped his chin, her thumb tracing his lips, her black eyes gazing into them. The boy felt his heart leaping in surprise inside his chest by that delicate move. They have always been close, but never that intimate. 

And then, she leaned in, their lips brushing. Eli wasn't sure of what he should do, but he pressed back. Riya's lips were soft.

He felt her hands clutching his shoulders just before she deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring the inside of his mouth and he mirrored her movements, his arms enveloping her and pulling her in.

Eli didn't know for how long they stayed there, but it was long enough to make the sensation of kissing his best friend less strange. He also didn't know how she had learned to kiss like that, but Riya Patel was a good kisser.

"Goodbye, Eli." - she whispered when they finally pulled out. Her dark eyes were glossy, emotion taking over her.

"Goodbye, Riya." - he felt his lips tingling.

"Tell your brother I said goodbye. And to your parents too." - he nodded.

"I will. Good luck."

"Good luck to you too."

And then, she disappeared.

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Just a couple of days later, Eli was out with David and Dad hunting for dinner, when they met with McCain, an older man who had a ranch nearby.

"Have you heard of it, Sipes?"

"About what?" - his father asked.

"The Patels." - he shook his head, a somber look on his face. - "Their van was found just last night during our patrol routine." - Eli felt his heart stopping. - "It was a mess. There was blood everywhere." - he sighed. - "They were already long dead when we found them. All of them, including their girl. They couldn't make it to the mountains."

Eli curled his fists into bawls, feeling the air leaving his lungs.

She was gone.

Riya was gone.

She didn't make it.

He heard David gasping beside him, horror in his face, too shocked to say anything.

Riya was gone.

Just like that. Gone.

That night, as they went to sleep, Eli heard his brother crying himself to sleep.

He felt a gaping hole in his chest too.

She was the first person close to him that he had lost.

Riya was gone.

Goodbye, Riya.

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Tagging: @smetje24689 @gipsydanger17 @calliope-luve @euphorichappiness10 @tinfoilhat2719  @banirareiko @jerzwriter @choicesficwriterscreations - if you’d like to be tagged on or off my upcoming Eli x Kiera fanfics, let me know

[mused-like-roses]

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Send a " ⭐ " and I will list muses I would be interested in throwing at yours, or potential muse combinations if you are also a multi. ~ @astral-multiverse

// This is prolly gonna be long so I'm placing it under a read-more to be safe-

Ace Attorney ~ All muses (Top 3; Phoenix Wright, Mia Fey, Maya Fey) [For Brandon Astral and your AA muses]

AI: TSF ~ All muses (Top 3; Kaname Date, Ryuki Kuruto, Mitsuki Date) [Mizuki for Brandon, Ryuki for Pyra]

Azumanga Daioh ~ All muses (Top 3; Osaka, Tomo, Yomi) [For Brandon Astral]

Bayonetta ~ All muses [For Brandon Astral & Bayonetta]

BNHA ~ All muses (Top 3; Inko Midoriya, Mina Ashido, Rumi Usagiyama) [For Brandon & Bella Astral, Izuku Midoriya, and Ichirou Yaikouza]

Danganronpa ~ All muses [For Brandon & Bella Astral and your Danganronpa muses]

Devil May Cry ~ Dante, Vergil, Nero [For Bayonetta]

Final Fantasy ~ Tifa Lockhart, Aerith Gainsborough, Yuffie Kisaragi [For Brandon Astral]

Henry Stickmin ~ All muses [For Charles Calvin]

Jak & Daxter ~ All muses (Top 3; Jak, Daxter, Kiera) [For Jak & Daxter]

KLK ~ All muses (Top 3; Ryuki Matoi, Mako Mankanshoku, Satsuki Kiyruin) [For Brandon Astral and your KLK muses]

Kingdom Hearts ~ All muses (Top 3; Sora, Riku, Kairi) [For Brandon & Bella Astral, Scrooge McDuck, Mickey, Donald, and Goofy]

TLOZ ~ All muses (Top 3; Link, Zelda, Lana) [For Brandon & Bella Astral and your Zelda muses]

Miraculous ~ All muses (Top 3; Marinette, Adrien, Sabine) [For Brandon & Bella Astral]

Naruto ~ All muses (Top 3; Sasuke Uchiha, Tsunade, Ino Yamanaka) [For Brandon & Bella Astral and your Goemon muses]

One Piece ~ All muses (Top 2; The Straw Hat Pirates (Yes they all count as one, shush), Portgas D. Ace) [For Brandon & Bella Astral]

Persona ~ ALL MUSES (For Brandon & Bella Astral and your Persona Muses)

Pokemon ~ All muses (Top 3; Melony, Raihan, Sonia) [For Brandon & Bella Astral and your Pokemon muses]

Resident Evil ~ Jill Valentine, Leon S. Kennedy, Chris Redfield (For Phoenix Wright) // Also this would give me an excuse to return to Project X Zone after so fucking long sdhfhghdfjkl

River City Girls ~ All muses [For Brandon Astral and Misako & Kyoko]

RWBY ~ All muses (Top 3; Team RWBY, Qrow Branwen, Kali Belladonna) [For Brandon & Bella Astral and your Team RWBY]

Sam & Max ~ Well... Sam & Max [For the following: Your Sam & Max, Tom & Jerry, Garfield, Woody Woodpecker, Scrooge McDuck, Mickey, Donald, Goofy]

Shantae ~ All muses (For Brandon Astral and your Shantae muses)

Sonic ~ All muses (Top 3; Sonic, Shadow, Team Chaotix) [For your Sonic and Super Mario muses]

Spider-Man ~ All muses [For Brandon Astral and Izuku Midoriya]

Splatoon ~ All muses (Top 3; Squid Sisters, Off The Hook, Deep Cut) [For Brandon Astral]

SPY X FAMILY ~ All muses [For Brandon & Bella Astral, and your AI: TSF and AA muses]

Super Mario ~ All muses [For Brandon & Bella Astral and your Super Mario and Sonic muses]

Totally Spies ~ Sam, Clover, Alex [For Brandon Astral and your AI: TSF and AA muses]

X-Men ~ All muses [For Brandon Astral, Phoenix Wright, and Izuku Midoriya]

Yakuza / Like a Dragon ~ Kazuma Kiryu, Goro Majima [For your AI: TSF and AA muses]

[learnlanguageswithani]

yo recibí «la selección» por kiera cass en el correo ayer y empecé a leerlo esta mañana. compré este libro porque necesitaba algo fácil. antes, solo tenía «harry potter» y con la intolerencia de j.k. rowling, siento extraño sobre leyendo «harry potter» aunque lo me gustaba cuando era una niña.

leí una pagina esta mañana y quiero leer un capítulo antes del comienzo de diciembre. tomo apuntes cuando leo, y quiero suponerme un desafío para tomar mis apuntes en español y no en inglés.

mis apuntes de la pagina primera:

es interesante que se dice «se puso eufórica» sobre su madre y no se dice que ella «estaba eufórica».

pertenecer -> formar parte de algo (to belong)

realeza -> familia del rey (royalty)

parloteo -> conversación «pequeña» o frívola (small talk/chit chat)

segura -> (de una persona) sin duda (sure [of something])

dándole -> «dar» en el gerundio (-ing en inglés) con el complemento indirecto «le»

dar(le) esquinazo (al alguien) -> esquivar, evitar, o eludir (to avoid)

seguir significa «to follow» y «to continue on»

lanzar -> arrojar o tirar (to throw)

comedor -> lugar donde se come (dining room)

rodaja -> «slice»

avergonzar -> causar vergüenza (to embarrass)

avergonzarse -> sentir vergüenza (to feel embarrassed, to feel ashamed)

desear -> aspirar con vehemencia (to desire or want)

menudo -> pequeño o de poco importante (small)

negar(se) -> rechazar o decir que no (to refuse, deny, decline)

acoger -> aceptar (to accept, welcome, embrace)

[nerdasaurus1200]

Ghost Bug Ghosts Version 2.0

An update of the update, cause I’ve made a few changes and added some people. If you guys want, I’ll make a separate list for my completely fanon heroes 

Marinette- Consort Yu/Piao Chong, Eru Iluvatar, Bahiti/Oracle of Khepri, Queen Hippolyta, Mudekudeku, Adora, Bo Rua, Joan of Arc, Princess Rapunzel/Sunbug, Cyrus/Sunbug, Micazoyolin, Tentomushi, Mudangbeolle, Elizabeth Schuyler-Hamilton/Lady Luck, Captain Marie Dupain/La Coccinelle, Maria/La Mariquita

Adrien- Hei Mao, Melkor/Morgoth, Mairon/Sauron, Isildur, Sméagol Stoor/Gollum, Bilbo Baggins, Frodo Baggins, Bastet, Antiope, Phantom Lion, Catra, Namaari, Meo Den, Prince Consort Aladdin, Jean d'Aulon, Hector/Gato Noir, Lady Cassandra/Madame Noir, Jericho/Sir Noir, Mistontli, Kuro Neko, General Alexander Hamilton/General Cat, Felix Agreste/Le Chat Noir, El Gato Negro, Selena Kyle/Catwoman

Alya- Bai Qian/Húlí, Nessa, Curumo/Saurman, Bofur, Sir Meriadoc Brandybuck, Set, Moses, Ulysses, Dolos, Tyrion Lannister, Double Trouble, Vixen, Tromus, Loki, Robin Hood/Swiper, Esmeralda, Prince Horace “Eugene” Fitzherbert/Flynn Rider/Reynard Rouge, Elianna/Reynarda Rouge,  Kitsune, Pied Piper of Hamelin, Conrad Dupain/Filou Fennec, La Zorra, Frederick Douglass, Clyde Barrow/Swiper, Edward Nigma/Riddler

Chloe- Jing Ze/Mifeng, Tian Ming/Mifeng, Aulë, Aiwendil/Radagast, Balin, Dwalin, Boromir, Apis, Artemisia, Boudica, Arya Stark, Scorpia, Ong Chúa, Demanitus, Sigyn, Will Scarlet, Addie/HoneyBee, Captain Quaid, Sir Varian/Sir Bumble Squeak, Luna/Honey Bumble, Grace O’Malley, Hachi, Angelica Schuyler/Lady Stinger, Peggy Schuyler/Miss Buzz, Amalie Bourgeois/Reine des Abeilles, La Abeja Reina, Dr. Pamela Isley/Poison Ivy

Nino- Yu Gui, Li Shang, Vana, Uinen, King Thorin Oakenshield, Samwise Gamgee, Ha, Moana, Athena, Jon Snow, Sir Leon, Netossa, Ngọc rùa, Baldur, Little John, Gilles de Rais, Adira/Hardshell, Thomas, Kame, Lieutenant Colonel John Laurens/Lieutenant Turtle, Frances Laurens, Alexandra “Lex” Beaufort/Snapper, La Tortuga, Kristoff Bjorgman

Nathalie- Kǒngquè, Yavanna, Alatar, Galadriel, Isis, Pharoah Rameses II, Hera, Queen Margaery Tyrell-Baratheon, Morgan le Fay, Gothel, Con công, Frigga, Sultana Jasmine, Queen Arianna/Bluebird, Atlas/Juno, Chiyome Mochizuki/Pīmosu, Aida Agreste/Paon Royale, Pavo real

Gabriel- É wáng, Melkor/Morgoth, Eonwë, Luthien, Ori, Alrabu Aleutha, Aaron, Psyche, Merlin, Chúa tể, King Odin, Friar Tuck, King Edmund/Monarch, Princess Nuru/Painted Lady, Ronnie/Grayling, Chiyome Mochizuki/Pīmosu, General George Washington/General Moth, Absolon Agreste/Le Papillon, Polilla, Ulysses S. Grant, Anastasia Romanov/Monarch

Mylene- Shǔ, Mandos, Nori, Belladonna Baggins, Bilbo Baggins, Seth, Hecate, Entrapta, Noi, Con chuột, Midge, Sir Varian/Sir Bumble Squeak, Kiera/Pack Rat, Carina/Reginault, Nezumi, Captain Jacquotte Delahaye/Bilge Rat, Cinderella, Clementine Haprele/La Rat Gris, La Rata Gris, Mary Bowser/Anonymouse, Billy the Kid/Pack Rat, Jane Porter, Bonnie Parker/Minnie Mouse

Ivan- Lu Bu/Niu, Tulkas, Pallanto, Gloin, Gimli, Apis, Hephaestus, Hercules, Hodor, Sir Percival, Frosta, Tong, Sửu, Magni, Quasimodo, Lance Strongbow/Strongbow, Ushi, Hercules Mulligan/Mighty Ox, Dureau Bruel/Puissant Beouf, Buey Poderoso, Tiana/Blue Babe, Bane, Clark Kent/Superman, Kara Danvers/Supergirl

Juleka- Mǔ lǎohǔ, Oromë, Tilion, Princess Tauriel, Princess Mili, Montu, Ares, Lady Sansa Stark, Con Hổ, Queen Freyja, Queen Brunnhilde, Tomoe Gozen, Catalina/Tigerin, Amber/Shadowcat, Tora, Anna Strong/Agent 355/Tiger Phantom, Amber Couffaine/La Tigress, La Tigresa,  Harriet Tubman/Shadowcat, Helena Bertinelli/Huntress

Alix- Ā lìkè s Kudbel/Tùzǐ, Vairë, Aliks/Huh, Princess Cassandra of Troy, Alix Kubdel/Con thỏ, Kanin Kubdel, Usagi, Alice Kubdel/Lapin Blanc, Alexander Kubdel/Lapin Blanc, Alessandra Kubdel/El Conejo Blanco, Mary Poppins/Miss Hopp, Alim Kubdel/Bunnyx

Kagami- Fa Mulan/Mother Dragon, Ulmo, Arien, Tefnut, King Zeus, King Aegon Targaryen, Queen Daenerys Targaryen, King Arthur Pendragon, Spinnerella, Raya, Nữ Hoàng, Prince Thor, Chieftain Hiccup Haddock, Chieftess Zephyr and Chieftain Nuffink Haddock, Maid Marian, Maleficent, Quirin/Zmey, Cassandra/Shadowscale, Doragonesu, Aria Sanceour-Agreste/Dragon Rouge, La Dragoness, Queen Elsa/Dragon Empress, Queen Anna/Dragon Empress, Kida

Luka- Bai Suzhen/Shé Nǚshì, Varda, Salmar, Beren, Bifur, King Aragorn, Wadjet, Medusa, Perseus, Oberyn Martell, Queen Guinevere, Mermista, Con Rắn, Jormungandr, Alan a Dale, Hugo/Schlange, Hebi, Lieutenant Colonel Aaron Burr/Colonel Serpent, Adam Couffaine/Le Serpent, La Serpiente, William Sherman

Max- Ma, Manwë, King Theoden, Princess Eowyn, Astarte, Pegasus, Khal Drogo, Glimmer, Con Ngựa, Heimdall, Sleipnir, Gilbert Whitehand, Stalyan/Lady Mare, Juliet/Equine, Uma, Sybil Ludington/Madame Mare, Le Chevalier, El Caballo

Marc- Gao ChangGong/Shānyáng, Irmo, Ilmare, Dori, Khnum, Silene, Sir Elyan, Dê đực, Aurora, Evie, Niorun, Yagi, Miram Anciel/Madame Bouc, La Cabra Billy

Nathaniel- Gōngjī, Estë, Oin, Lord Bard, Prince Legolas, Ra, Artemis, Apollo, Jaime Lannister, Sir Lancelot, Bow, Princess Merida, Chim Trời, Eir, Captain Caspar/Lord Dawn, Helene/Lady Dawn, Ondori, Dawn Kurtzberg/Poulet Rouge, El Pájaro del Sol, Clara Barton

Kim- Sun Wukong, Ossë, Prince Kili, Pippin Took, Babi, Icarus, Sir Gwain, Sea Hawk, Boun, Co Khi, Freyr, Diana/Singette, Monkī, Sasuke Sarutobi, Jack Overland Frost/Monkey Boy, Mary “Flee” Overland/Monkey Girl, La Singe, El Mono, George Custer

Sabrina- Gǒu, Faramir, Anubis, Hades and Persephone, Brienne of Tarth, Cú Chulainn, Chó, Hel, Yong/Xiǎo gǒu, Romeo/Weredog, Inu, Private Deborah Sampson/Private Hound, Leala Raincomprix/Chien de Guarde, El Perro Guardián

Rose- Zhu Bajie, Nienna, Melian, Bombur, Hathor, Aphrodite, Eros, Perfuma, Heo Con, Sif, Grenelda/Porcina, Ingrid/Porcina, Artemis, Snow White/Princess Schwein, Buta, Belle/Cochonette, Violet Lavillant/Petite Cochon, El Pequeño Cerdito, Charlotte/Princess Piggy

Jess- Yīng, Varda, Olorin/Gandalf, Miriam, Sucracha, Vedrfolnir, William Wallace, Chim ưng, Willow/Freebird, Orion, Pocahontas, Queen Elena/Aguila, Washi, Marquis de Lafayette/Aiglon

Lady Lion- Shīzi, Prince Fili, Hercules, Sư tử, Raion, León

[vacioofertil]

BRANKIAS Y REFLEXIONES

Con amor para kien lo necesite

                 Escribo esto por costumbre, tampoco tengo un motivo alguno, creo que es la busqueda de ordenar pensamientos en mi cabeza, me duele pensar ke soy la klase de persona ke al amar enkarcela este amor, pero es parte del proceso, proceso que ya esta mas ke claro ke no kise vivir con J  pero ke mas da, ya paso, acaso me kedare como un barko varado a la mitad del mar?. No lo creo, se ke pronto retomare las fuerzas y empezare a naufragar, el tema es hacia donde, en mi horizonte no veo nada, pero agradezco en parte la hermosa vista ke tengo desde aka, infinito mar azul, infinito mar de arrepentimientos, infinito mar de dudas ke no kiero kontestar, infinito mar de ideales, infinito mar de frustraciones, inifinita melancolía, almenos se ke algún dia llegare a tierra, la tierra es mas firme, podre pisar y hacer cosas mas concretas, me he refugiado estos 3 dias en aguas cancerianas, me parece inkreible, la inmensa energía y comprensión ke A me ofrece al hablar, me da cierta nostalgia ke se vaya, se ke estuve en kontakto con ella apenas unas horas, pero kreo ke la sintonía se enkuentra en otros niveles, en otras miradas, en situaciones en ke el humano se ve extrapolado, en fin busko respiro para hacer mas llevable esta deriva, mis unikas kargas en esta nave es la komida, el papel, el grafito y las drogas, de un momento a otro respiro profundo tomo fuerzas y tiro hacia abajo todo residuo ke altere mi lucidez, es tiempo de reencontrarme, de volver a amarme, de volver a confiar en mi, de volver a ser mi amigo, de volver a sentir ke soy grande, de volver a sentirme útil, de volver a sentirme con una tarea mas ke ser perso de la flota ¡QUE ESTA PASANDO! Acaso me muevo, no veo tan de lejos el horizonte, es mas se me acerka, no es una ilusión puedo verlos, ahí están, están todxs alla esperándome, pero de pronto siento ke se me siguen escapando, pero a lo lejos me dan aliento porque deje el barco y salte, salte hacia el mar y nade, tomo la decisión sin rodeos, de un momento a otro es ke salto en un acto de fe, pero mi cuerpo se siente de plomo, se siente pesado como la mañana de un lunes, denso como el camino a esa conversación ke no kieres tener, me hundo de a poco, en recuerdos ke no deberían aparecer ahora, recuerdo nuestra primera cita, en la ke tímidamente ya ke vivía en otra casa, no kise hacer evidente lo mucho ke anhelaba pasar alguna noche en tu acogedora residencia, rekuerdo kuando empezamos a viajar, rekuerdo las tardes en la plaza, rekuerdo la primera vez ke hicimos el amor, rekuerdo mis errores, rekuero y rekuerdo y rekuerdo, ¿es acaso ke debo dejar de lado estos rekuerdos? Empieza a aclararase la visión, me empiezan a salir branquias y los veo a todxs denuevo, ¿son acaso las mismas personas? No al parecer no, ellxs también tienen branquias, pero puedo llegar expeditamente hacia ellxs, después de cruzar prematuras palabras ¡no hay dudas son exactamente iwual ellos! Pero me hablan solo del pasado, no duermen, repiten y repiten la rutina a la ke estuve acostumbrado a vivir en la tierra, no envejecen sus días no avanzan, supongo ke me kedare un tiempo aca.

Solo he envejecido desde ke estoy aquí abajo, mientras ellxs siguen siendo solo un recuerdo hermoso de mi pasado, ke no vale la pena ke siga rekordando, las memorias son para rekordar, no para mantenerlas vivas, es parte del pasado, tarea mia mirarlas con agradecimiento y no con melancolía, mis branquias comienzan a desaparecer, empiezo a ahogarme es tiempo ke salga rápido de estas profundidades, alla están esperándome, vivi 100 años de soledad en 15 segundos, lo suficiente para darme cuenta de ke el futuro y el presente son lo mas real ke existe, lo real puede ser hermoso o trágico, pero es darle la oportunidad a mi alma ke salga de esta pesada cárcel ke mis miedos e inseguridades instauraron, recordar y recordar es kaer en los juegos del ego y el narcisimo, jamas volveré a enjaular un sentimiento, las jaulas no son parte de la gente ke hace el bien y le da kara a este sistema, ke todo fluya libremente, veo ke se acercan a buscarme y el presente fue kien me sako de todo esto, ahora como le expliko a kien escribe esto, ke entienda las relfexiones ke ha interiorizado en mi, si constantemente mientras escribe, se vale del rekuerdo de días ke no volverán, a ti te hablo guillermo, SUELTA ESE PASADO, tu fuiste kien me salvo a mi, ahora me toka devolver la mano, suelta ese pasado, finaliza mi historia cuerdamente y no me valgas de finales ke tu kieres proyectar en tu vida, ambos aprendimos algo, yo al vivirlo tu al escribirlo, ahora kedo en tus manos puedes ser mi verdugo o puedes darme una vida normal, esa es tu tarea, tu eres kien me dikta con metáforas podridas mi destino, pero ambos estamos seguros  sin sikiera comunicarnos ke el final de mi historia no será ni yo ni Guillermo kien la dicte, mas bien se la dejaremos a libre elección a kien lea esta historia y kiera sanar sus heridas a su manera, no somos kien para decir ke dejes el pasado, pero yo me salve de lagunas mentales disfrazadas de realidad a las ke no pensé ke podría escaparme ni dejar ir, no se ke suceda con Guillermo, el fue kien me ayudo a salir de este naufragio, creo ke por consecuencia al giro ke me dio, su devenir bajo un curso lógico sería seguir algo consecuente a lo ke plasmo en mi vida y lo ke este sembrando en la consciencia de kien este leyendo en estos instantes, ahora te toka a ti o te aferras o te sueltas, te aferras a lo ke te hizo feliz ke sabes ke solo será, será, será y  será materia inerte o te sueltas a lo ke venga, sea dolor, sea tristeza, sea amor, tu seras kien lo maneje esta en tus manos no vivir esta desesperacion traducida en sueño en ke te ahogas, despiertas a las 3 am en plena desesperación a escribir este agónico escrito al ke titulas branquias y reflexiones.

a manera de poner fin, buenas noches.

 Los saludos correspondientes, muchas gracias

[bbylloron]

Aburria de acordarme de vo

De extrañarte de buscarte en todos los arboles

De kerer verte la cara de kerer verte a mi lao

Aburria de llamarte en los sueños, de soñarte y de kerer aparecerme por ahi en tus recuerdos

Ojala se me olvide pronto el largo de tu pelo y el olor de tu mirada

A veces finjo ke no kero verte, ke no me importa, pero en el fondo espero pillarte en todos los paisajes ke visito en todas las plazas que transito

Chata de ti y de tus latidos cálidos, de idolatrarte, de desearte, de llamarte

Chata porke se ke pa ti es mas fácil, tienes cien razones y posibilidades de olvidarme, siempre buscando por algo nuevo por algo mejor. Ya no soy la novedad ahora soy un desecho del pasado, un recuerdo borroso, unos ojos desaparecidos. Chata de saber que nunca olvidaré el dia ke dijiste ke mis ojos eran del color de las rocas del rio, chata de nunca olvidar tus ojos inocentes y tu mirada tierna.

Me tiene aburria este recuerdo de tu kara, kero patearlo, esconderlo en el rincón mas mohoso de mi pieza y dejarlo ahi, para ke en 2 años lo descubra algún desconocido ke no sabra kenes somos tu y yo. No kero extrañarte, kero borrarte de mi mente como si nada hubiese ocurrido entre nosotros, como si nunca te hubiese conocido, ojala nunca haber ido al rio contigo, ojala nunca me hubiese atrevido a decirte ke me llevarai a dormir contigo esa noche. Ojala nunca mas buscarte en el pasillo de mis recuerdos, ojala nunca mas me vea explorando puertas corrompidas por la lluvia, ojala nunca mas me vea buscandote en otros, ojala nunca mas kiera verte, ojala ya no kera verte tanto como te kero ver ahora. Estos dias han sido duros, mi cuerpo solo piensa en tu calor y ya no lo kero mas, kero destruir esta sensacion de extrañarte, este rincon mohoso este olor a tierra mojada ke sale de tu piel. Kero ke me leas y te arrepientes y tambien kero ke vengas y me digas ke me amas y tambien decirte ke te amo y llorar porke aunke asi sea no basta contigo y conmigo, estamos rotos dañados percudidos escarchados.

Chata de tu orgullo, de tu facilida de olvidar, de ver tus manos gastadas en todas las tazas de té ke me tomo, chata de tu olor y tus recuerdos

Llevatelos llevatelos todos contigo no los kiero, los meteria en cajas y los dejaria en tu puerta no se ke aser con ellos kemalos o vendelos, a las brujas les gustarían todos esos sentimientos k guardo para ti, ojala hagan una pócima de garras pa sakarse a todo lojile de encima. Los salvajes te buscan dicen ke les devuelvas su canto su andar su túnica negra. Los salvajes te buscan dicen ke te matarán por revelar sus secretos por observar sus recuerdos y usarlos. Yo soy salvaje tambien, vine de la tierra lejana pa cobrar venganza por todos estos meses de prisión, sacame de tu pecho, de tu estómago, necesito ser libre. Sacame de mi pecho, sacame de mi estómago, necesito ser libre. Me vengare a mi misma tomando mi propio cuerpo y llevandolo al espeso de la noche. Te espero alla, entre los tres arrayanes, donde dormimos ese día en la montaña.

[cadaverexkizito]

Y ke si kiero usarlas para drogarme?

Es ke ahi radica el problema, ke y ke pasa si kiero usarlas para drogarme?

Me preguntan ke si kiero usarlas para drogarme, ke si no las devuelvo no me las compran mas, xke en ese caso puede ke mi problema sea de adicciones en lugar de psikiatrico.

Juega con mi mente, eso es gaslighting no? Acaso es ke tiene razón.

Acaso yo estoy mal.

Acaso todo esta mal.

Estoy muy confundido.

Ke carajos esta pasando?

Todo es una gran confusión.

Todo tan rapido se fue a la mierda.

Todo de la nada se convirtió en una puta intervención, cuando solo debió ser una charla incómoda.

Kizas solo debí entregar las malditas pastillas, pero ahi radica el problema, ke y ke pasa si kiero usarlas para drogarme, es ke si kiero.

Kiero usarlas para drogarme tambien, no es ke no sienta ansiedad a veces, ke me sienta fatal y mi mundo se derrumbe y solo kiera desaparecer, y necesite una pekeña ayuda, pero de ahi viene el tema.

Aveces kizas necesite una dosis fuerte para lidiar con ciertas cosas y a eso es a lo ke ustedes le llaman drogarse.

Y si a veces kiero usarlas pero una dosis baja no me alcanza para sentirme del todo bien y relajarme y necesito "drogarme".

Además creo ke merezco el derecho de ser yo kien maneje la medicina ke solo yo soy kien sabe cuando la voy a necesitar, no tiene logica ke otra persona ke no me entiende ni siente lo ke yo siento esté a cargo de mi medicina, mucho menos de esta.

Ya me veo ahi pidiendo al igual ke el porro la puta pastillita xke me siento ansiosio y la respuesta tipica " no te ves ansioso ", o "anda a caminar o andar en bici el dia está muy lindo no tenes porque sentir ansiedad estoy yo aca " cuando la ansiedad nunca fue algo ke yo pude controlar.

Y para eso necesito las putas pastillas a mi disposición, por sobre todas las cosas para no comerme comentarios capacitistas de mierda ke me pongan mas del orto.

Soy consciente del largo historial de abuso ke tengo pero estoy en otra era de mi vida, ni sikiera ke tomo alcohol, ni fumo porro casi no hago nada ke no sea saludable y vengo tomando todas mis medicaciones a orden medica.

No entiendo ke les agarro la de guardarme mis pastillas les re pinto la gorra y me indigna, kiero mi libertad la anhelo y voy a recuperarla pronto, xke loco drogadicto enfermo de la cabeza pero siempre consciente y libre wacho.

[sukoru-chan]

fanfic    “Patriarca”

Capítulo Final

Cuando la última pieza de su nueva armadura fue colocada sobre su atlético cuerpo, Kanon se acercó al gran espejo que yace sobre uno de los muros de su dormitorio.—No es porque lo diga yo pero, que bien me veo.—comento el de cabellos añiles sonriente.—Mu sí que trabaja rápido, tal vez le suba el sueldo.—agrego saliendo de su recamara.—Kanon necesi.—la palma derecha del gemelo menor se irguió callando a su igual.—No me interesa, soy el Patriarca desde hoy, así que arréglatelas como puedas.—exclamo caminando veloz a la salida.

El ex General Marino llevaba planeando los cuatro días anteriores, que haría cuando le tocara “regir” el Santuario, y esto era: Descansar… no haría nada más que descansar. Nada de “Kanon apúrate con la comida” o “Kanon el baño se tapó de nuevo”. Era el Sumo Sacerdote y todos debían servirle.

Apenas llego a las Salas del Patriarca, poso su mirada jade en el trono de su Ilustrísima.—La justicia si existe.—se dijo tomando asiento. No habían pasado ni cinco minutos cuando las puertas se abrieron abruptamente. —¡Patriarca!—era Shaka y Aioria. —¿Qué quieren?—siseó afilando la mirada.—Necesitamos de su ayuda.—cuando la palabra ayuda abandono la boca del león dorado, Kanon casi los saca arrastras del recinto. —¡Vayan a joder la vida de otro! Hoy es mi momento.—espeto empujándolos fuera del templo. —¡Espera!.—Shaka detuvo la puerta usando todo su peso.—Solo dile a Aioria, que tiene prohibido poner su horrorosa música tan fuerte. ¡No me deja meditar!—el acusado tomo la palabra.—Si yo pongo mi música tan fuerte es porque los ronquidos de cierto hindú ya me tienen ¡harto!—Kanon asintió y sonrió angelicalmente.—Veré la manera de darle gusto a ambos.—momentos después, Leo y Virgo regresaban a sus respectivos templos sin el sentido de la audición…

Pero que bien lucen.—casi suspiro la oración Kanon. —¡Gracias Patriarca!—respondieron al unísono las doncellas.—Ustedes no feas.—replico frotándose las manos.—Me refiero a la comida.—sus verdes irises brillaron de felicidad.—Ya conocen la salida.—le indico retirarse con un ademan, las féminas obedecieron maldiciendo a su superior mentalmente. Estaba por hincarle el diente a una pierna de pollo cuando esta desapareció “mágicamente” de sus manos.—¡¿Qué?!—a sus oídos llego el sonido de masticadas.—Que rico esta, gracias.—canturreo Aldebarán devorando una hogaza de pan. —¿¡Tú qué haces aquí!?—vocifero el gemelo arrebatándole un racimo de uvas y una penca de plátanos.—Shion me invita a desayunar un día a la semana con él. Y como Aioros y Saga se la pasaron tonteando no pude venir en sus turnos… así que.—y sin perder más tiempo, devoro casi todo a su paso a una velocidad increíble. Kanon se llenó de solo verlo.—Una siesta, eso es lo que necesito.—musito el oijiverde entrando a los aposentos patriarcales. Apenas toco su cabeza el elegante almohadón, el sueño se apodero de él. De pronto, algo pesado le cayó en las piernas. —¡Galaxian Explotion!—el ataque hizo añicos la habitación.—Casi pulverizas mis libros cavernícola!—bramo Camus abrazando celosamente sus amadas posesiones.—Que haces aquí franchute.

—Shion prometió ayudarme con la lectura a los niños de Rodorio, pero como no está.—le entrego nuevamente los libros.—Le están esperando en el jardín del doceavo templo… patriarca. —exclamo la última palabra con sorna.—Me lleva la chin… mendigos mocosos… yo por eso no me busco hijos. —mascullo iracundo, pero al ver los rostros ansiosos de los infantes. —¡A ver enanos! —empeoro su mal humor.—Solo les leeré un cuento, elijan.—luego de algunos minutos, los niños eligieron la historia de Caperucita Roja.—Había una vez una dulce niña, que siempre llevaba consigo una caperuza, esta le fue regalada por su abuelita, a quien la pequeña… agh, esto es basura.—gruño Kanon cerrando el libro. —¿Saben qué? Les contare la más reciente versión de este cuento. —el gemelo sonrió maléfico… para cuando Camus regreso a cerciorarse que todo estuviera en orden.—Caperucita solo contaba con una bala en su magnum, el asesino serial, conocido como “Leñador” se abalanzó sobre ella blandiendo ferozmente su hacha, la chica lo esquivo, no sin antes golpear sus tobillos con una pierna.—la mandíbula de Acuario casi golpea el césped, quería detener tal aberración pero el relato de Kanon mantenía a los niños cautivados. Nunca en los diez meses que llevaba de realizar tal actividad, los pequeños se habían mostrado tan interesados.—Por suerte encontró la granada en forma de panecillo y la lanzo dentro de la habitación, para cuando “el lobo” quien resulto ser secuaz del “leñador” lo noto, ya era muy tarde. La explosión acabo con ambos malhechores y así Caperucita termino con la peligrosa pandilla. “La abuelita” siendo la líder fue encarcelada por el resto de sus días.—los niños ovacionaron al peliazul. —Ahora los dejo con Camus, quien seguirá con la lectura.—los pequeños asintieron felices.

—Cuando eres bueno, eres yo.—se jacto Kanon regresando al templo. —¡Kanon!—Aioria estaba de vuelta, pero no se encontraba solo. —¿Qué le hiciste a mi hermanito?—vocifero Aioros.—Esta mas menso que de costumbre.

—¿Qué?—grito Aioria.—El ya no quería…

—¡Patriarca! Aldebarán necesitan atención médica, creo que tanto comer le enfermo.—declaro una doncella.—Qué bueno! Eso le pasa por…—Camus llego corriendo y se escondió tras Kanon.—¡Atrás pequeños demonios!—los niños se lanzaron, pero no para continuar atacando a Acuario, si no para abrazar al gemelo de las piernas.—Señor Patriarca, Camus nos cuenta cosas para ñoños—gimotearon en coro.—Kanon mas te vale regresar a la normalidad a mi hermano.—advirtió el castaño arremangándose la camisa.—Kaaanoon.—un lamento proveniente del brasileño quien tambaleante se aproximaba al de orbes jade  hizo eco en el lugar. —¡Aléjense de él!—Saga llego al rescate y con veloces movimientos lanzo a los quejumbrosos a otra dimensión. —¿Estás bien?—pregunto desempolvándose las manos luego de cerrar el portal.—Si, gracias, pero porque me ayudaste?—el gemelo mayor le miro desconcertado.—Eres mi hermano Kanon, y lo creas o no eres importante para mi.—Kanon sonrió conmovido por las palabras de su igual.—Además.—Saga se le acerco.—El baño volvió a taparse.—le entrego una destapa caños; una de las cejas de Kanon comenzó a temblar.—Entre más nos tardemos peor se pondrá.—comenzó a guiarlo fuera del recinto. —¡¿Quién apago las luces!?—Kanon le clavo en pleno rostro la bomba, y se alejó refunfuñando todo tipo de maldiciones. No muy lejos de ahí, Shion observaba entretenido por medio de cámaras ocultas lo sucedido. —¿No que era tan fácil?

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Se acabó! nOn gracias x leer otra tontera ke mi mente retorcida creo x3

Saga es el único al ke le permito abusar (y no en el sentido yaoi) de mi Kanon, sip nadie más puede mangonearlo n__n

Kanon: ya no me kieras tanto .___.U

[lauritaasanz22-blog]

Holaaa, me gustó mucho k me dejaras el mensaje la verdad , k por cierto me gusta tu voz, bueno el caso que amo no me deja y ya nose k hacer encima.nosenxomo colocarme contigo sino eres tú conmigo

Si menkieres volver a llamar sobre las 12 o cuando kieras o puedas , ayer estaba dormida y no me entere k me tomo pastillas pa dormir para los dolores

Un besitoo

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[julia-highstorms]

Eli - short series (Eli x Kiera (F!MC))

Summary: Eli Sipes reflects on the important people of his life.

Author’s note: this is the Part Two of a three part short series in which Eli reminisces about his childhood and adolescence (represented by the figure of Riya, his best friend), his young adult years until he met Kiera and the others (represented by David, his younger brother) and about the present and his future (Kiera).

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Pixelberry Studios.

Rating: +18 - mature themes (tw: violence, character death, gore)

Pairing: Eli Sipes x Kiera Tomoe (F!MC) - Wake the Dead masterlist

Word count: +2.1K

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Part Two: David

A bit after the Patels tried to go to the Tower, the Sipes decided that it was better to find someplace farther from the city. There were just too many zombies everywhere.

So, one day while hunting, Dad found a secluded cabin in the middle of the woods. He and the boys looked around the perimeter of the abandoned place. There were no zombies around, nor people. It looked like it had been abandoned way before the breakout even happened.

Maybe it was their lucky day.

Obviously, they would eventually come - they always came -, but the Sipes would be able to prepare themselves better and have a 360º view of the surroundings, with no buildings around. It was easier to spot a zombie through the trees than behind houses.

They came back home to tell Mom and they promptly moved there; it wasn't like anyone was going to miss it.

As soon as things were settled, the woman set a routine: everyday, the boys would wake up just before dawn and secure the perimeter. 

Since the house was old, they would need to reform part of it. So, they would go after materials that the house needed during the day.

In the afternoon, they would train archery and physical fight.

During the evening, the boys would go on a scavenger hunt for food and medicines, while Mom and Dad improved the house.

They would check the perimeter once again before going to sleep, and they would make rounds: while two of them slept, the other two stood guard in case something happened.

And they would all be awake just before dawn.

Eli got used to that routine fairly quickly and, before he realised, years passed like that. He and David became young adults and learned to do practically everything: from fishing to dissection.

Naturally, Mom and Dad were growing older, so they didn't have as much energy or strength to go hunt with them, so Eli and David started doing it by themselves when they were old enough to take care of themselves.

To Eli, that lifestyle was just fine. It was either that or die, in his head. But it hadn't been as simple to David. Whenever he could, he would bury his face in books. Ever since they were kids, Mom and Dad would say that Eli was more practical, while David was more logical. Mom always joked that Eli was more similar to her, while David was just like Dad, personality wise.

Despite the tough life, always trying to survive all the time, the Sipes found safety and happiness - on their own way - amongst chaos, and were always close and tight. 

…Until that fatidical day.

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They had been living in that cabin for 8 years when tragedy happened.

And, even though it's been years since they had moved in, that place still needed some adjustments. So they decided that David should stay with their parents to help with the roof, while Eli would hunt for food.

Eli saw the relief in his younger brother's face; Dave never really liked wandering into the woods.

As he came back a few hours later with his bag full of cans - as he found an abandoned market miles away -, Eli noticed the smell of blood and rotten flesh becoming stranger as he approached the perimeter of their cabin.

He immediately started running and corpses and corpses of drones started showing everywhere.

"Dave!" - he shouted carelessly as he saw the lone figure of his brother sitting by the porch. The young man looked into him, tears running down his face, his clothes soaked in pitch black blood.

"E-Eli…" - David murmured, with their dad's gun still in his hand.

Eli approached with hurried steps, but before he got any closer, his younger brother stopped him.

"D-don't come near me…" - the eldest noticed how he kept on averting his eyes to his arm, so bloodied that they could hardly see it. But Eli noticed that the spilling blood was deep red.

His heart stopped for a second as he realised that it was his brother's own blood.

"Did you get bit? Where are Mom and Da–"

"I-I can't, Eli, I can't." - David murmured, shaking his head. - "I can't do it by myself. I'm sorry. I can't." - He sobbed so hard that his entire body shaked. - "Please, Eli… he-help me… I can't do it."

They both knew what he meant by his words.

Gulping hard and feeling a hole growing into his chest, Eli gently took the gun from his hand as they both sat on the ground.

"It's okay, Dave…" - He took a deep breath. - "I-I am your big brother and I'll always look out for you. I'm sorry I wasn't around when… everything happened, but I'm here now. Everything's going to be okay. I'll take care of it."

David nodded and hugged Eli tightly, like he would do when they were kids and he would feel scared, whether it was climbing a rolled coaster or watching a horror movie. With a lump in his throat, Eli hugged his little brother back. He felt David's tears wetting his shirt as he buried his face on his shoulder. 

With the gun in high hand weighing a ton, Eli aligned it against his brother's temple.

And pulled the trigger.

He hugged David's corpse for an eternity. He pulled him down to the porch, his empty eyes staring at him. David wasn't shaking anymore.

Eli closed his eyes.

And then, even though his ears were still ringing due to the shot, he heard it. A groan. From inside the cabin.

He slowly raised to his feet and, still armed with Dad's gun, entered the cabin, making no sound. 

It was a mess inside, furniture trashed, shattered objects on the floor along with some drones corpses. A trail of blood leading to the kitchen, where he could hear some noises coming from  there.

As if someone was devouring something. Or someone.

Holding his breath, he approached the room.

He would never forget that scene for as long as he lived. Mom and Dad were there.

The smell of blood hit his nostrils hard and he recognized Dad's shoes underneath a pile of drones as they ate from his flesh. A few feet away, Mom was still barely alive, cornered by two drones, shoving a knife onto their faces. The trail of blood he had seen from the living room was hers, as he noticed blood gushing out from the open wound in her leg. 

Not thinking twice, he shot the two drones nearest her in the head.

"E-Eli!" - she murmured, realising that he was there. 

The drones over Dad turned to him with bared teeth. He shot one of them in the head before it approached him. But the next drone was too close to Eli. He cursed through gritted teeth and hit it with the back of the gun, so hard that a loud crack could be heard as his fist collided with the zombie's skull. It stumbled back, shrieking in pain, but the man was faster, and Eli grabbed one of his spare arrows and dug it into the undead's eye socket.

As soon as the second drone's lifeless body hit the floor, Eli turned around to face the third zombie, but it was already on the floor.

He saw Mom stepping on the drone with one foot, her knife buried into its throat. One last spasm coursed through the drone's body before it stopped moving.

They both panted heavily as silence fell, all drones finally gone. Mom suddenly fell onto the floor, but Eli caught her before she hit her head on the counter.

"Mo–"

"Do it." - she said, her voice weak. Eli felt that same pain from before, when he shot David, coming back in an instant. He looked at his mother's face, who stared back at him. Her skin was covered in sweat. - "You know you have to do it, Eli."

"Mom, please…"

"There's no other way, you know it." - she looked at where her husband's remains were left on the floor, now just a mess on the floor. - "I won't become one of those bastards that did it to your father and brother."

"How do you know that David–"

"I heard the shot from before and then you came in alone." - they were both crying now. - "Hurry up, Eli, we don't have much time. Let's end with this already. I'm a goner, anyway." - she showed him her wounded leg. The skin around the bite was starting to become greyish.

He gulped, but nodded. Mom sat with her back against the wall as he slowly stood up.

"I love you, my son."

"I… I love you too, Mom."

"Promise me you'll survive."

He nodded and then she closed her eyes.

Eli leveled Dad's gun, the tears in his eyes almost making it impossible to see as his vision blurred.

And then, one last shot could be heard.

Mom's dead body plumped to the side, a bullet buried right in the center of her forehead.

Eli Sipes was completely alone.

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The next few hours were just a blur in his memory. He did everything in autopilot mode. He faintly remembered setting all three drones corpses outside the cabin. At least the fire would prevent new drones from coming nearer.

Then, he took the corpses from inside out and did the same. He watched as the flames engulfed the remains of his parents and his brother. The smell of blood and burning flesh filled the air. The smoke burned in his throat and eyes, but Eli couldn't care less. If the flames wanted to get him too, he wouldn't mind.

His world was over anyway.

He was alone now. Completely alone. It didn't matter if he lived or died. There was no one to come back home to. 

First Riya. And now, Mom, Dad and David. They were all gone.

Eli stayed in a trance, those obsessive thoughts spiralling inside his mind, until all was left was just ashes, the fire long gone.

He reluctantly stood up and returned to his empty, cold home alone.

It didn't matter if he lived or died anyway. But he was alive. Maybe today wasn't his doomsday.

He didn't know why, but life decided to spare him. Or maybe punish him.

Either way, he was the only survivor. He might as well take that as a sign and make the most of it, keep on surviving. For the memory of his late family. For Mom, Dad, David and Riya.

As both a gift and a punishment. 

He had promised Mom that he would survive.

It took days to clean the house from that genocide. It never really felt like a home after it too. Eli might have slowly adjusted to that life all by himself, although he never fully got used to coming back to an empty house. But life went on and he went with it. 

When you're only living in survival mode, time can pass pretty fast, but dreadfully slow too. And when you're all by yourself, being the sole survival of your family, those intrusive thoughts come haunting you every night. What if he stayed home that day? Would they all have survived? Would he have died with them? Why didn't he stay at home that day? Why did he have to go out? Was there any salvation? Would maybe at least one of them be alive now?

And then, three years passed by…

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Summer was coming in a month. Night had already fallen and Eli was back to his cabin after some food hunting and watched the drones near his property, moving among the trees. He had noticed that, around that time of the years, the number of zombies seemed to multiply and he didn't know why.

And then, faintly he heard a strange noise surging from somewhere behind the trees. The wailing sound turned louder and louder. That certainly was being used to attract drones, as they suddenly started running m, following the alien sound. 

Eli didn't like it not even a bit and left the cabin fully equipped, arc in hand.

As he knew those woods for years, he easily blended behind bushes and disguised in the shadows, avoiding the drones' attention.

After a minute, he saw a small group of people running, coming near, surrounded by a much larger group of zombies. 

The young woman ahead of the group got trapped by one of them. She tried to fight back, but that wicked thing was stronger. 

Eli aimed and shot the arrow. It landed perfectly into the drone's eye socket. Then, with swift and precise moves, he loosen another arrow, taking down another zombie. 

The group of strangers watched in shocked surprise as he fired again and again, until there were no zombies left, half-dozen drones lying in heaps on the ground around them.

"Wow, thank you… That was…" - he heard the strange woman talking to him. 

He turned around to face her, knocking another arrow and aiming it directly at her heart.

"Leave, or the next one's for you."

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If anything good can be said...at least she shared his final moments of lucidity.💔

But, either way, she had to. Just once. Try to see if there was still any trace of the Eli knew deep inside there.

And to her surprise, he stopped short, confusion reflected into his face for a split second.

This line was the worst!

Rule Number Three. 😭

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Rule Number Three (Eli x Kiera (F!MC))

Summary: When the medicine can’t cure Eli, there’s only one thing left to do: Rule Number Three.

Author’s note: this is an alternative timeline to the events of Chapter 13, assuming that Eli couldn’t be saved. I literally cried while writing this. You’ve been advised.

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Pixelberry Studios.

Rating: mature audience (VERY angst - trigger warning: major character death)

Pairing: Eli Sipes x Kiera Tomoe (F!MC) - Wake the Dead Masterlist

Word count: +2.1K

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Kiera struggled for breath, desperately tugging at Eli’s hands around her neck, threatening to crush her throat.

“Hkk… Eli… stop…”

But her pleas were useless, he didn’t seem to hear her. She could see pure feral rage in his eyes, his whole body tense over hers, his weight pinning her to the floor.

His grip tightened, cutting off her air completely, Kiera’s mouth opening and closing in silence and the darkness started clawing at the edges of her vision…

…And then it all turned black.

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Moving In (Eli x Kiera (F!MC))

Summary: Eli and Kiera take another step in their relationship.

Author's note: this takes place a year after the events of WtD have happened.

Prompt: Against a wall from Kinktober list by @choicesmonthlychallenge and “You distract me.” “Do you want me to stop?” from Naughty list by @choicesficwriterscreations

Song: Bad Behavior by The Maine

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Pixelberry Studios. 

Rating: +18 - explicit (NSFW) - PLEASE, DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE

Pairing: Eli Sipes x Kiera Tomoe (F!MC) - Wake the Dead masterlist

Word count: +2.8K

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One night, Eli was in his room, when someone knocked on the door. 

It was Kiera, with a box in her hands full of her belongings.

He raised his brow quizzically.

"What is this?"

"I was thinking…. About moving in." - she simply said, smiling slightly. - "Here. With you."

"What?" - he asked, genuinely surprised. She shrugged.

"Figured it wouldn't be too weird. I spend most of my nights here, anyway." - Eli cleared his throat at that comment, the points of his ears turning red. She had already noticed that it happened whenever he felt a bit embarrassed or shy. It was adorable. - "As long as it's alright with you."

"Of course it is–"

"But?"

"But nothing. I was just caught by surprise."

She stared at him for a moment, before letting out a sigh.

"I'm sorry, Eli."

"For what?"

"I was making decisions again… decisions that both of us should make together." - they both knew she had a hard time switching her 'leader mode' off. - "You have to tell me when you don't agree with something, Eli. I know we had our arguments, but not speaking up is worse."

"I know it, Kiera."

"Do you?" - she pouted, looking suspiciously at him. He smiled. 

"I promise. If I don't agree on something, I'll tell you. You know I will." - they both knew he was thinking about the time when he got bitten. They spent most of the days after it arguing with each other whenever they found themselves in the same room. It felt like it happened years ago, although it hadn't been that long.

"Alright, so let me rephrase it… Eli, what do you think about me moving in?"

"There's only one way to find out if it will work." 

And then, he stepped to the side, letting her in. She smiled.

"Were you really surprised when I showed up?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Huh, who thought Eli Sipes would ever be surprised by anything or anyone." - she teased him and he rolled his eyes.

"You always surprise me, Kiera."

"Really?" - now it was her turn to get impressed.

"You're unpredictable. Anyway, do you need some help?" - he asked as she stepped inside the room. Eli closed the door.

"Nah, this is all I got. Hadn't had time to pack up when we were fleeing from the Tower. Not that I had many things back there either." - the young woman chuckled to herself as she put the box on Eli's desk.

He watched as she opened space in the shelf for her notebooks and books. His clothes lay in one corner of the room, and Kiera put hers there, and he noticed that most of her belongings were found during their food scavenging. She looked peaceful doing it, humming a song he didn't know.

Eli didn't know how to explain it, but seeing their things together almost felt like… home. There was some sense of closeness in it, and he felt strangely comfortable, almost safe, yet excited with it. Like Kiera said, there was something that made it all just felt the natural course of things, but also something new to their lives.

"There." - the young woman concluded when she found herself satisfied after organizing her things. She looked at him, who was still standing, leaning against the wall, watching her. - "Now what?"

"I was going to sleep."

"Oh right. You're an early riser."

And then, she started undressing herself.

"What are you doing?" - he asked, his throat suddenly dry as she pulled her shirt off. 

"What do you mean? Getting myself ready to sleep." - she quickly folded the fabric and put it on the desk. - "You don't sleep without clothes?"

"No." - he answered. - "I usually sleep fully dressed. You won't want to be attacked and worry about putting on your clothes first when that happens. Better be prepared for anything." - his brown eyes glued to her exposed skin as she slipped her jeans off her toned legs. - "...I only sleep with no clothes when you come."

"Maybe some things might start changing, then." - she giggled, smiling mischievously at him, her pants joining her shirt.

Holding his gaze, she walked towards him with slow and confident steps, swaying her hips sensually. Eli took a sharp breath, his pants starting to feel tight.

As soon as she stopped in front of him, his hands grasped on her ass and he pulled her in until she was tightly pressed against his broader frame, Kiera giggling. She had already noticed that he had a liking in that specific part of her body.

"You distract me."

"Do you want me to stop?" - she asked, raising a brow, throwing her arms around his neck and putting a peck on the corner of his lips, Eli groaning at it. She giggled again, feeling his desire hard and pressing against her lower belly.

Both of them knew that he was damned forever now that she had moved into his bedroom.

His mouth crashed in hers the next second and Kiera sighed contently at it. His woodsy scent enveloped her, while his hands trailed up her back to unclasp her bra. She let it slip off her arms to the floor.

"Eli…" - she sighed against his lips when his rough palms found her round and smooth breasts, rolling and pinching her nipples, pleasure running up her spine. 

"You're bad for me, Kiera." - he murmured back, his lips trailing down her neck to her collarbone and she giggled.

A strangled gasp escaped her lips when she felt his mouth on her nipple, sucking it. He loved her breasts as much as he loved her butt. 

Kiera cupped his chin and captured his lips again with her own and his tongue darted inside her mouth, deepening the kiss. 

When the heat was too much to bear, Eli suddenly tugged his scarf away, and she promptly kissed his neck, sucking the skin of his fully recovered bite mark, now only a bad memory from what felt a lifetime ago, and just another scar to his collection. 

"The door is locked, right?" - Kiera purred into his ear, while her hands ran up the taut muscles of his stomach, underneath his shirt, gliding over his warm skin. She helped him get rid of it and her fingertips brushed over each of his scars, making him shudder to it.

"Kiera…" - he groaned, his heart thumping louder as he watched her slowly drop to her knees in front of him. 

"I want to make you feel good, Eli." - she smirked, her dark eyes trained into his face, her hands unbuckling his belt and pushing his pants down, along with his underwear, as she got lower and lower… - "But I need you to help me."

She tentatively took him in her hands and stroked him slowly, watching as his body tensed up, Eli shuddering to her caress. 

"Gentle…" - he curled his hand over hers and moved his wrist up and down, guiding her.

Kiera watched in amusement as he frowned in pleasure. She took her time, learning how he liked it, his muscles tensing tightly. 

He sighed as she leaned closer and teasingly kissed the inside of his thighs. When she looked at him again, his brown eyes were already watching her, shining with anticipation. A low curse left his lips when she tentatively licked his head, twirling her tongue around it, and a shiver ran up his spine as Kiera started exploring his length, licking him up and down, tracing his length, her pulse still moving around him. Based on his groans, she was doing it right.  

She smiled to herself as a guttural groan escaped his throat when she finally wrapped her lips around him. With her hands on each of his thighs, she pushed further.

"Kiera…" - Eli struggled to keep his voice even, as he slid further inside her mouth, Kiera gagging at it. Her mouth was burning.

His hands clenched into fists when she started bobbing her head back and forth as she became bolder and confident. She noticed when his fingers curled on the back of her head, and he thrusted in, his hips rolling as she controlled her gag reflex, his groans and whimpers growing louder… She hummed when his leg muscles started twitching and he pulsed inside her mouth. 

God, her mouth was heavenly.

But before he could blow himself on her, Eli stopped and pulled out before he lost control. He motioned her to stand up.

"If you go any further, I won't be able to hold myself…" - he was out of breath.

With his hands on her ass, he spinned her around, so Keira was the one with her back against the wall now. She arched her brow.

"Let me return the favor."

Her breath hitched as Eli kissed down her collarbone to the curve of her breast, then lower… she was already trembling with anticipation when he slowly pulled her panties down her legs, and put one last kiss just below her navel, before his mouth was finally over her.

"Ooohhh…" - Kiera couldn't contain a moan and little spasms soon started coursing through her body, pleasure building up as he tasted her, his tongue swirling around her clit. - "Yes, right there…" - she voiced her approval, spreading her legs even wider.

"Hmmm…" - he hummed against her, and slipped two fingers inside her, Kiera gasping at it.

He pumped his fist in and out, and she moved her hips in response, starting a rhythm. She arched and panted as his tongue did wonders, his other hand holding on her thigh, keeping her shaky legs apart. He groaned when she started twitching against him.

"Ahh… Ahhhh!" - she writhed against the wall as Eli ate her out, his tongue lapping, learning how her body reacted, with total control over her, while his fingers thrusted into her tight entrance the way he knew she liked it. - "Eli… I'm going to…" 

Before she could finish her sentence, her whole body tensed and Kiera covered her mouth with her own hands, muffling her cries as she reached her peak, her hips jerking to him.

She shuddered in climax, feeling all her strength leaving her body. But before her knees hit the floor, Eli took her in his arms, one powerful arm around her waist and another on the back of her knees, and dragged her bridal-style to the bed.

As he was laying her there, Kiera pulled him on top of her, her mouth desperately searching for his. She sighed contentedly as she felt his warm lips on hers, and shuddered as he slowly rubbed his sex on hers, agonizing and tantalizing, Kiera nipping on her lower lip. At this point, Eli was hard as a rock, as she could notice. 

"You're such a tease." - she murmured, her breath coming out in pants.

"You're one to talk. Moving into my room and sleeping naked." - she giggled mischievously, before a strangled moan escaped her lips as he repeated that movement a few times, adding a bit of pressure each time, need growing hot in her belly, until she was trembling from head to toes, her knees feeling like jelly. -"Eli… please…" - she murmured, grinding herself against him. She was more than ready and Eli knew he could easily end her agony, but he liked it when she begged, more than he should.

"Tell me what you want." - his voice was low and husky, his order at the same time firm, but gentle. She felt her heart skipping a beat in excitement.

"I want all of you… I need you… please…"

And Kiera knew he liked it too. And she couldn't care less. To be honest, she loved when he took the lead. And all she knew was that she needed him now. She couldn't wait any longer–

"Oooohhhh…" - she moaned when he surged forward, their bodies finally connecting.

They both panted as she got used to the feeling of him fully in, before he started moving his hips at a slow and sensuous pace. She gasped in surprise when he kissed her collarbone, his stubble leaving a burning trail over her skin to her neck, and then up to behind her ear.

"Kiera…" - her heart lept inside her chest when he growled her name, his hot breath tickling. Both her hands clutched the bedsheets beneath her as she rolled her own hips against his, grinding herself to him.

"More…" - Kiera pleaded, before a spasm coursed through her body, and she buried her face on the curve of his neck, muffling her whimpers as he thrusted in more vigorously, picking up the pace.

Eli groaned, his hands grasping on her butt cheeks, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, leaving prints on her skin as his strokes became longer and deeper, making Kiera see stars through her eyelids. Her hands clutched Eli's shoulders now, arching her back as he hit that spot inside her over and over again, the pressure in her gut becoming too much.

“E-Eli!”

A breathless moan escaped her lips as she finally reached her peak, her mind dizzy with all that intensity, her body feeling boneless. He moaned as Kiera came undone beneath him, her muscles tightening and squeezing.

After a couple more thrusts, Eli finally found his own climax, a low and guttural groan escaping from his throat as his hips stuttered against hers, releasing himself, and collapsed on top of her, bodies glued and limbs intertwined. She hummed as she felt his teeth scraping the smooth skin of her throat, before sweetly kissing that same spot.

He rolled down, laying beside her, both of them breathing heavily. 

Kiera's lavender scent enveloped him as she glued herself to Eli, the closeness of her body warming him, a playful grin on her pretty face.

"I could get used to this." - he chuckled to her comment, his arm comfortably curling around her waist, his hand sliding lower to squeeze her ass.

"Yeah, me too." - he admitted, his smirk tugging on the corner of his mouth. Her laughter ringed on his ears and she leaned in to quickly peck on his lips.

"Good night, handsome." - she murmured, smiling at him, her dark brown eyes shimmering with warmth and adoration.

Eli was still getting used to using pet names as the days passed. At least she only called him like that when they were completely by themselves, thankfully. If Troy or Angel heard it, he knew he would never hear the end of it.

"Good night, love." - he smirked back, watching her smile widen. He knew how much she liked it when he called her like that. That was how his parents called each other. 

And then, he pulled the sheets above them, a comfortable sleep taking over both of them in minutes.

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When Eli woke up, some hours later, it was still dark, as usual. He always woke up before dawn.

But this time, something felt different. He knew it was different from all the other nights that came before.

He rolled to his side, and a smile spread over his face, his brown eyes admiring the asleep figure next to him warmly. He watched the peaceful rise and fall of Kiera's chest, as she breathed softly, her face serene.

And he had never felt such peace. 

It had been a really long time since he had felt that. In peace. Happy. 

Ever since he had finally let himself accept his feelings for her and embraced them fully, that sense of comfort grew in him.

Kiera felt like home. 

She was home.

After a few minutes of complete peace, he finally climbed down the bed, fishing his scattered clothes on the floor.

"Huh…" - he heard her soft yawn, Kiera blinking a few times as her eyes adjusted to the dark, falling on him. He was almost fully dressed. - "Up already?"

"There are many things to do. But you can sleep more. I sleep less than the average person anyway."

She frowned.

"Are you seriously going to leave me in this big and cold bed? All alone?" - she pouted, and he shook his head, chuckling softly.

"You're insufferable." - but he leaned down to kiss her on the forehead. - "Don't worry, we'll have plenty of mornings together from now on." - he smirked.

"I know… but I don't want you to go." - when she purred like that, it was just so damn hard to say no. Her fingers tugged on his hand. - "Please, Eli…"

"Dammit." - he cursed when she moved his hand over to her bare breast. She still was completely naked underneath the sheets. So soft… so warm…

Kiera giggled when he finally gave in and returned to the bed, scattering his clothes all over again in the process.

Eli only went downstairs much, much later than usual.

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Kiera Tomoe (Wake the Dead MC)

or Splitter by The Raiders

In celebration of WtD MC’s day on Wake the Dead Appreciation Week (hosted by @wtdapreciationweek ​), here are some facts about Kiera Tomoe, my MC and protagonist of my WtD fanfics.

Character Profile

Name: Kiera Tomoe

Face claim: Nana Komatsu

Age: 25

Birthday: May 20

Star sign: Taurus

MBTI: ISFP

Height: 5’6" - 168 cm 

Ethnicity: Japanese American

Sexuality: demisexual demiromantic

Personality: Pragmatic, stubborn, dutiful and considerate. Kiera is highly pragmatic, often preferring a hands-on approach than wasting time theorizing, so she usually makes decisions fast and firmly, before thinking thoroughly. She's stubborn and will go to the end with her decision, and there's nothing one can do to change her mind. But Kiera is above all considerate of all people and their needs and her dutiful nature made her, not coincidentally, Olympus leader, a role which she takes very seriously.

Relationships:

Brynn - Kiera respected and admired her sister greatly. Brynn was her role model, and Kiera always looked up to her. Kiera always compares herself with Brynn and is often thinking if Brynn had survived and became the Olympus leader instead, what would she do, if she would be a better leader to their colony than herself. Brynn was 7 years older.

Dad and Papa - Kiera doesn't remember much about her dads. In fact, everything she knows about them is because Brynn told her. But she knows that they loved the two girls truly. When they adopted both girls, they decided to keep their surname with them, so they would remember their ancestry and eventually look out for their biological family if they wished.

Eli - Kiera doesn’t know how to explain it, but she has shared a deep emotional connection with Eli since they met. Maybe because he had protected her and took care of her and the group when Brynn died. This bond developed to something deeper and stronger, and she started having romantic feelings towards Eli, as well as sexual attraction (she's demisexual demiromantic after all). They might not always agree, but they respect, trust and care for each other greatly. Eli is three years older than Kiera.

Troy - Kiera and Troy came to the Tower on the same day and have been friends since then, when they were still little kids. They always skipped classes together to do some mayhem. What Troy has in charm, Kiera has in charisma and they always found a way to get out of being punished. They love each other like siblings and have never been involved romantically, nor had romantic feelings toward each other. Troy is one year older than her.

Shannon - Kiera and Shannon are the same age and share great respect towards each other, and their friendship built up naturally. They always listen to each other and speak up their feelings.Shannon has this safe and secure aura over her that made Kiera like and rely on her since the very beginning. The scientist usually is the one caught up in the middle of Eli’s and Kiera’s argument, always wishing them to forgive each other.

Angel - Angel is a crazy and super fun girl in the eyes of Kiera, someone to have a good laugh with, that lightens up the mood around with her weirdness and quirkiness. Kiera finds Angel super smart and skilled, and sees her as a younger sister. Angel is two years younger than Kiera.

Sledge - They might have different approaches on leading, but Kiera admires Sledge greatly and the feeling is reciprocated.Talking to the Raider’s leader is always something unpredictable, but she feels like she always learn something. Sledge thinks that Kiera is a brave leader and strong fighter, and Kiera thinks that Sledge is wise and fearless. Sledge relates to Kiera in some level, since she sees herself in the Olympus’s leader.

Some facts:

Kiera was 4 years old when the outbreak happened, 21 years ago. Brynn was 11.

She was the top archer of her class.

Kiera has no idea of what she would have become if the apocalypse hadn’t happened. The only life she knows is fighting zombies, and she’s pretty good at it.

In an alternative non-apocalyptical universe, Kiera, Shannon, Troy, Eli and Angel would be in a electronic punk rock band, named Drones. The Raider's would be another band. 

Kiera and Eli eventually have two kids: a boy and a girl.

Random fact: Since I named my OPH MC, aka Rei Sato, after Sailor Mars (Rei Hino), my favorite sailor, I decided to name some of my MCs after other sailors: QB MC's name is Mina, after Sailor Venus Minako Aino; and WtD MC's surname is Tomoe, the same surname of Sailor Saturn, the Sailor of Death

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Playlist:

Little Dark Age - MGMT

Here Comes The End (feat. Judith Hall) - Gerard Way

Youth Without Youth - Metric

Knights of Cydonia - Muse

She - Green Day

Help I'm Alive - Metric

Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) - My Chemical Romance

Heads Will Roll - Yeah Yeah Yeahs

Map of the Problematique - Muse

Apocalypse - Cigarettes After Sex

Slow Mo - BamBam

Time Is Running Out - Muse

It's The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine) - R.E.M.

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To know more about Kiera (and her relationship with Eli), read my Wake the Dead Masterlist.

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