#like. we don’t remember BEING BORN ANS WHERE WE WERE BEFORE THAT

[whimsycore]

Why are so many shows....so dark and nihilistic now.

[stellocchia]

Since people often seem to think that Tommy’s and Dream’s dynamic is something that was established in season 2 and sorta came out of nowhere before that, I thought I’d finally take a look at the evolution of it throughout season 1. 

From here on out, of course, I’ll be talking exclusively about the characters. It is also to be kept in mind that season 1 was a LOT less scripted, so there may be streams and moments that I leave out as they don’t seem to be too impactful or they lack canonicity. So sadly the whole stream where they build Church Prime that has Dream comparing himself to God for 2 hours has to go...

 This will undoubtedly be an EXTREMELY long one, so be prepared for it...

Let’s go step by step in chronological order, shall we? 

THE DISCS WAR PREQUEL

By now a lot of people know that the Disc Saga wasn’t actually started by Tommy, but here’s a refresher anyway: Ponk started it off by pranking Sapnap’s base, in retaliation Sapnap burned down Ponk’s lemon tree. With this Ponk allied himself with Alyssa and the two started a war against Sapnap. 

Later Tommy joins the server. Tommy obtains the first netherite cheestplate in the server and it’s promptly stolen by Sapnap. Later again Sapnap uses the netherite chestplate to blackmail Tommy into joining his fight against Ponk and Alyssa. Tommy just refuses ang gets his armour back, but he considers Sapnap’s offer because of: Alyssa setting him on fire and Tubbo (who was mostly neutral but leaning towards Ponk and Alyssa) had made him loose his stuff the day before.

Dream arrived then to stop the fighting, but Sapnap and Tommy decided to kill him instead (non-canonically of course). Sapnap killed him twice and Tommy once. In retaliation Dream stole Cat and Mellohi. Sapnap stole one of the disks back and then they retrived the other one and Tommy hid them near his base.

So what does this tell us? Tommy most definitely wasn’t the one who instigated the conflict, nor the one who escalated it. YET, he was the only one Dream focused on. And remember, while a proper coherent storyline didn’t exist back then we know that the wars were at least somewhat scripted (thanks to cc!Dream telling us so on the Eboys Podcast). They also kept their characters characterization pretty consistent throughtout, which means we had the first hints of their dynamic all the way back here.

ESCALATION OF THE DISC WAR

(From Tommy’s main channel it’s: “Dream is a Psychopath.”)

Everything could have been over then, but Dream was still pissed he lost, so he removed all the floring of Tommy’s base (escavating all the dirt from in front of it) in order to find the disks and take them back. At this point, after once again stealing the disks, Dream asked Tommy for his netherite chestplate (again, only one on the server at the time) in exchange for them. Also, an actual conversation they had: 

Tommy: “Dream! Was this you that destroyed my entire base and re-named the sign to ‘BitchBoy enterprise?!” 

Dream: “I didn’t touch the sign. I didn’t destroy your base either it’s just the f- the dirt” (note: as I said before, all the dirt was removed, but, hey, he didn’t touch the chickens and the carrot farm!)

Also:

Tommy:“Dream, you removed the ENTIRE floor of my base” 

Dream: “It’s YOUR fault. It’s your fault...” 

T: “How is it MY fault?!” 

D: “‘Cause you hid the disks!” 

T: “Yeah, because they’re MY disks!” 

D: “You hid the disks and I’ve taken them back, okay?”

If this doesn’t sound like the beginning of the Obsession Arc, I don’t know what does! 

But, in all seriousness, even back then for c!Dream the key of everything in the server was Tommy, though at the time he was just “the reason for conflict”. Still it’s pretty obvious that the disk conflict could have ended before it started if Dream didn’t decide to escalate things (though, as it’s obvious by the conversation, he blames his own actions on Tommy as we see him do in later seasons).

Anyone wondering about the gravity of Tommy killing Dream once non-canonically before this: In this video Dream kills both Tommy and Tubbo twice in the first 10 minutes. Yeah, he’s not any better. Btw, this is the video with the fight they then mimicked in the finale and they actually loose this one as well. 

Tommy: “What is your obsession with this disks? Why don’t you just give them back?” 

Dream: “No because I can get something in return for them, I don’t care about the disks”

Oh what simpler times when blackmail was just simple old blackmail to obtain material possessions... 

Btw, this one ended with basically a double scam where Dream gave them fake disks and they logged off with both the fake disks and the netherite chestplate.

(Main channel: “mission: kill dream (FINALE)”)

Tubbo: “Please do not tell me you have sentimental attachment to the bullshit disks...”

Early theme of attachment back in season 1. Either way Tommy has been portrayed as an extremely sentimental character that develops attachments scarily fast from all the way back in season 1. C!Dream’s idea of him he expresses in the finale isn’t born from nothing.

Anyway, Tubbo and Tommy use the composter glitch to find Dream’s base to try and get back the disks, but they aren’t there, so they end up going for the original exchange, this time with no scamming included. Tommy get’s his disks back, while Dream gets Tommy’s netherite chestplate. Just to point out: at this point Dream was the one completely at fault. Tommy was dragged into a war he wasn’t involved in and yet was the sole one to be punished for it and Dream couldn’t just accept a defeat so heavily griefed Tommy’s base and stole back HIS posssession. Dream is the main instigator here, yet he blames it ENTIRELY on Tommy from the start. Literally their dynamic started off pretty f*cked. 

Still, since Tommy didn’t want to keep risking loosing stuff to Dream for the disks he decided to make an ender chest for himself. He gets some blaze powder and ender pearls from Punz in exchange from an apple (that was too sweet not to include) and then, when it comes to getting the obsidian is when Dream realizes what he’s been doing. You’d think he’d be fine with it considering they already had a “fair” exchange (aka Dream’s blackmailing had been succesful), but nope. He hunts down both Tommy and Tubbo, but fails in killing them and they manage to put the disks away safely.

L’MANBURG BEGINNING

As we know Wilbur founded L’Manburg and Dream did not like that, so he declared war on them. Here’s the speach: 

“Tommy! (pause) And Wilbur and the rest of L’ManChildburg, we are at war. There is no mercy. We’ve burnt down Tubbo’s house. We’ve planted tnt cannons around your land. We have cobblestone walled the outside and we shot ONE warning shot inside your walls ans an explosion and we have NO MERCY! NO MERCY FOR YOU! Do you understand? We will come! We’ll burn down your houses, we will kill anything inside your walls and we’ll take back the land that is rightfully ours if you do not surrender. I want to see WHITE FLAGS! WHITE FLAGS OUTSIDE YOUR BASE BY TOMORROW, AT DAWN, OR YOU’RE DEAD!”

So, a couple of things to unpack here:

1) Dream first and foremost singles out Tommy who, if you all remember, was NOT the leader of L’Manburg. He was barely Wilbur’s right hand man and had only been confirmed as such recently at that point. He is not the leader and YET, in how the speach is enunciated it’s obvious that it’s directed at him specifically.

2) For anyone wondering if Dream could be considered a villain back in season one: so far the people from L’Manburg had done nothing but frolic in the flowers. They were a group of pacifists that refused to use any armour and Dream’s reaction to them is to kill them all and burn anything they built. And he’s doing all this because he thinks he’s entitled to all of the land in the smp and even something as small as og L’Manburg had no right to exist free of his rule.

(Always from the main channel: “Doomsday.”)

Two important things for their relationship happen here: Dream deciding, out of everyone, to kill Tommy specifically in the final control room and the duel (or more so the result of the duel). 

It is something back then no-one wondered about, but why would Dream, the leader of the Greater Dream SMP, go after the second in command instead of the leader? Possibly for the same reason he singled out Tommy in the declaration of war? Possible foreshadowing of their future dynamic?

Also, may I mention that Dream was the one to add the condition that, on top of not getting independence for L’Manburg, Tommy had to give up one of the disks (mellohi) if he lost? And Dream being the one to mention it is the reason why Tommy knew they were valuable to him in the first place. It’s the reason why Tommy proposed the deal of his disks for L’Manburg independence (which worked, which tells us a whole lot about when Dream’s obsession withe the disks started. Man was willing to take an L to have THAT sort of control over Tommy already in season one)

POGTOPIA

Jump to when Tommy and Wilbur get exiled. A lot happens here, but, for the function of this analysis, I’ll only be talking about what pertains to Dream’s and Tommy’s relationship. 

So, at the beginning of exile Dream offers his support for Pogtopia leaving a chest specifically for Tommy (once again, not Wilbur, the leader, but Tommy. He also gives Tommy a lot more stuff then Techno who was arguably a much more valuable asset). In the chest there was: a full set of netherite armour, 3 stacks of ender pearls, an enchanment table, a netherite sword, Dream’s crossbow (”Definitely not penis”), a stack of golde apples, 1 enchanted golden apple, 1 stack of diamonds, 17 obsidian, 3 potions of strenght, a stack of steak and a book written by Dream called “Tyrant” which, again, is addressed soley to Tommy. (In the book he basically says that he doesn’t like Schlatt and that he’s only going to help from the shadows because he can’t directly involve himself). 

Now, for the standards of the time, that was A LOT of stuff. Dream clearly wasn’t half-assing his support to Tommy there (I’d say to “Pogtopia” but, again, it was all specifically for Tommy). He keeps up his help when he intervenes in favour of Tommy in the Battle of the Lake (from the vods channel: “TommyInnit, Dream & Technoblade TEAM UP (dream smp war)”). Before that however he also helps Tommy to lava cast (or attempt to) the Eiffel Tower (built for Karl’s and Sapnap’s honeymoon). For this battle Dream also gives Mars (Sapnap’s and George’s fish) to Tommy (together with quite a few more ender pearls). Their relationship up until this point seems to have improved quite a bit with Tommy immediately trusting Dream again (he seems to be always inclined to trust Dream much in the same way he’s always inclined to trust Wilbur) and Dream seemingly being supportive (although that was actually because he needed both Manburg and Pogtopia to disappear as we discovered later on). 

Fast forward again we have the moment when their relationship sours again: Dream provides Wilbur with the tnt. With this momement we have the confirmation that Dream truly was only siding with them for his own self-interest (as he always considered L’Manburg as his own propriety, independence or not, and he wasn’t happy with Schlatt wanting to expand and being morw ambitious then Wilbur ever was) and Tommy also looses part of his trust in him, though not completely. 

You see, their relationship is a bit more complex then that. In season 1 even when Tommy and Dream were enemies there was never really much bad blood between them. And when I say this I mean that Dream in particular didn’t let there be much bad blood between them, but I’m getting ahead of myself.

After Quackity joins Pogtopia they try to make a plan to get L’Manburg back that would not include blowing it up. After that fails (from the vods channel: “Dream BETRAYS TommyInnit during the Dream SMP Meeting...”) and Fundy joins Pogtopia as well Dream announces that Schlatt gave him something “more valuable then frienship” and he’s now siding with him and leaves the Pogtopians announcing that there is a traitor among them. 

Wilbur: “Dream just wants to be on the side of the rebellion and now that we are the dominant force technically... isn’t that right Dream? Would you say you just want to be on the other side? You just want to be on the other team?” 

Dream: “No I- I don’t think so...” 

Tommy: “Dream’s the good guy Wilbur” 

D: “I think I’d say that my interest is in myself”

So, despite everything, Up to this point Tommy still trusted Dream. Fully trusted him. But now, soon after this conversation, Dream explicitely tells them that he never considered them “friends” they were “convenient allies” for him (a mindset that he carries on later on and brings to an extreme). 

Now you’d think that was the breaking point right? I mean the whole vod was also titled “Dream betrays Tommy” and Dream just left them telling Tommy specifically that no, they were not friends (though Tommy didn’t agree on that point, much like with Techno later on). But that’s not were Dream leaves it. 

First he allows Tommy back in his old base to get some stuff once they’re alone (despite having just said in front of Wilbur, Quackity and Fundy that he’d stab him if he tried going back)

Tommy: “I just don’t understand, why would you team with Schlatt?”

Dream: “Tommy... I’m a business man, you know what that’s like”

T: “No I don’t”

D: “Well you do, of course you do”

God since exile that damn soft condescending tone he does hits me so different... anyway. As you see as soon as he’s alone with Tommy he starts being more friendly, less formal. He also takes on a more menacing persona (I really don’t know how he manages to do both at the same time... no wait, exile. He acts more like how he did in exile). Anyway the switch is actually pretty interesting to see. 

Tommy: “Why would you not team with us?”

Dream: “Tommy... I’ve never been on your team. I have never been on your team, ever!” 

T: “Well I’ve been in your team...”

D: “Wel I- I’m not saying you have. I’ve never been on your team. I’ve never been on anyone’s team” 

And with this we are done with their important interactions for this stream, but wait! They have a war in a few days, right? Well, Dream makes sure to spend that time with Tommy. Like, a lot of it. 

All of “Dream bullies TommyInnit for having low viewers.” Is Dream following Tommy ominously around while mildly inconveniencing and somewhat helping when they’re supposed to be enemies (it’s literally one of my favourite vods, it’s great! It was also the one vod that sparked the “Dream is obsessed with Tommy” theory in me. Yes I’ve had it from all the way back then, but I also was right, so...). 

Tommy: “Okay, so you know how we’re going to war in 7 days time?”

Dream: “Yes”

T: “like, ME and YOU are going to war...”

D: “Yes”

T: “Yes, yeah so I need to- I- it feels very strange to be- I need to prepare for THAT”

D: “Well, what do you need?”

Dream then proceeds to half-help him half-stop him from getting gold in the nether. The whole vod is like this. It definitely has a very weird atmosphere as it’s clear that both of them are fully aware of their respective roles in their upcoming war, but Tommy doesn’t know what to do and Dream is clearly willingly ignoring it all. It’s pretty jarring to watch tbh (together with being a hilarious vod to watch) and it helps starting to paint the picture of Dream having the level of dependence on Tommy that we know he has now.

Then there is “TommyInnit, Dream & Sapnap's PET WAR FINALE” which is LITERALLY THE DAY BEFORE THE WAR. Here Dream, once again, decides to spend the whole time with Tommy. He helps him against Sapnap (who is Dream’s ally) and even decides to lead Tommy to Sapnap’s and Punz’s secret base where they keep their animals and starts encoraging him to kill them. Tommy, of course, refuses and the whole pet war finishes with Sapnap and Tommy releasing Mars and promising to be friends once the war was over. 

Like, honestly, if anyone in Pogtopia had known about this interactions maybe they could have suspected Tommy of being the traitor for legitimate reasons instead of misinterpreting him entirely as a person and thinking he just wanted to be president... and you’d think that, maybe, THAT was Dream’s goal, but... not really? He always made sure to spend time with Tommy when there was no-one from Pogtopia around. In all 3 of this vods he is drastically different when they’re alone and, I mean, he stopped hidining how he is with Tommy only during Doomsday (when he gave his speach on the obsidian grid to Tommy, not caring that Tubbo and Quackity were both there).

To finish it off, we know that season 1 ends with Dream fighting alongside Technoblade and nothing else of significant happens for their relationship. Still, I hope this was comprehensive enough to show that, most definitely, his obsession with Tommy and the having power over Tommy is not a new concept for Dream. It’s something that got worse with time, but it’s most definitely not something new. The main thing that changed throughout season 1 and 2 was Tommy’s perception of Dream (which went from easy trust and friendship to hatred and fear), not vice versa.

Also may I add that Dream's constantly acting friendly when they most definitely aren't is probably one of the reasons why Tommy was so predisposed to accepting Dream as his friend in exile? Just a thought...

@ladycatland

[never-mess-with-the-uchihas]

Sasuke WAS gone for more than 11-12 years though, when she asked Sakura where her father was she was wearing those same clothes as the opening you cited as proof only the manga is canon.. When Sarada started going to school Sasuke wasnt home (again she was wearing the same clothes as the opening also in the photos only Sakura posing with kid Sarada Sasuke wasnt in any photos). Those flashbacks was around 5 when she started asking questions meaning Sasuke wasnt there for a good few years before that. We know for sure in the Naruto Hokage inauguration one shot Sasuke was not with her and she was 6 or 7 at that time and still hasn't seen him. I've seen people make valid points the walking panel is not a flashback but Saradas imagination or fantasy and she never said she regained memories of her father ans since it's very blurry and we never seen Sasuke wear those clothes anywhere. Finally Sakura never told that her Sasuke was with Sarada for long time before he left or helped her walk if that actually happened she would have and Sarada would not think Sasuke completely abandoned her. I think is bad to justify Sasuke absense saying it was ONLY 5 or 6 years because not only is it wrong canon but also even Sakura could not use that excuse had that been the case

I see, So basically what you are trying to say is that Sasuke being AWAY FOR 6-7 YEARS is NOT A CANON FACT, and him being AWAY FOR 11-12 YEARS IS A CANON FACT.

So, Where is it even mentioned that Sasuke was gone for 11-12 years? Are you guys just ASSUMING this shit on your own? Just show me ANY WRITTEN PROOF of it, in manga or anime or novel or anywhere and I will accept it. AND NOT ANY MISTRANSLATED SHIT.

And, Sarada herself was 11 years old in Gaiden.

So How can Sasuke be gone for MORE THAN 11 years, When it's mentioned that Sasuke was with Sakura when Sarada was born and that they were traveling together?

Just because Sarada said that as far "AS FAR AS SHE CAN REMEMBER, She hasn't met Sasuke",doesn't imply that Sasuke was not there when she was young.

I am not able to remember anything that happened until I was 4-5 years old or How my parents used to look like when I was young. So, does that mean that they were not present until I was 4-5 years old?

AND A LOT OF PEOPLE DON'T REMEMBER THEIR CHILDHOOD MEMORIES. IT'S A NORMAL THING FOR HUMANS. And I know, You MIGHT NOT KNOW THIS but Sarada is A HUMAN TOO. (At least in Naruto world)

And you said a really funny line - "Sarada never said that she regained her memories of her father"

🤣 WHY DOES SHE NEED TO SAY IT OUT LOUD!? CAN'T YOU JUST SEE!??

Seriously, People should try to understand the CONTEXT OF THE CONVERSATION, BEFORE ASSUMING THAT IT WAS A FLASHBACK OR AN IMAGINATION.

Naruto asked Sarada to look for the real thing, deep within her, and that's when she had a hazy flashback of Sasuke and Sakura teaching her how to walk.

And what are you trying to prove by saying that - "We have never seen SASUKE WEARING CLOTHES LIKE THAT."

That's one of the stupidest argument that I have ever come across. LOL, HAVE YOU EVER SEEN SASUKE IN HIS DOMESTIC WEAR ? Or his UNDIES?

Are you trying to say that SASUKE DOESN'T WEAR UNDIES, JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVEN'T SEEN HIM WEARING UNDIES?

Also, if it was just an imagination,then why will it be HAZY?

IF SHE REALLY IMAGINED THEM, WHY DIDN'T SHE DO THAT PROPERLY?

SHE KNOWS HOW HER FATHER LOOKS LIKE, SHE KNOWS HOW HER MOTHER LOOKS LIKE,SO WHY DID SHE IMAGINE THEM AS HAZY BEINGS?

Also,Why else will they show 4-5 years old Sarada parting with Sasuke in opening? Why didn't they show the younger version of her if they parted so long ago?

Don't pretend AS IF YOU KNOW THE INTERNAL DEALS MORE THAN THOSE WHO ANIMATE THE MANGA. They are the ones WHO ARE IN CONTACT WITH KISHIMOTO, Not you, Not me. So, they definitely know what they are implying when they animated that opening.

Now, Since YOU BROUGHT IN THE HOKAGE ONE-SHOT into conversation, And you yourself agreed that Sarada was 5-6 years old in the Hokage OneShot. And Since, Sasuke LEFT AFTER Naruto became Hokage.

Doesn't it further prove that Sasuke was gone for 6-7years only? Common man, this is JUST A BASIC MATH.

And What are you trying to prove by referring to THOSE PHOTOS OF SARADA AND SAKURA ALONE ?

Just because Sasuke never bothered to take photos when Sarada was too young doesn't mean that he wasn't around. And they most probably wouldn't have bothered to take a picture this time too, if Sarada(Indirectly Kishi) didn't created THIS MUCH DRAMA OVER A PHOTO.

So, them not having a photo of Sasuke with baby Sarada or Sakura, doesn't prove anything.

Also, It's really funny how you decided to SELECTIVELY ACCEPT WHICH OF THE MANGA PANELS and ANIME MOMENTS ARE CANON and WHICH ARE NOT.

[sephirothisaslut]

Time Travel WIP

Cloud woke up in a tank. Surrounded by an all too familiar green. He doesn’t try to fight. He gave up long ago. He’s been here for years now. And the only comfort he has are the three child Remnants he was occasionally allowed to interact with.

When Cloud traveled back in time, the very first thing he did was kill Hojo. Because even if Jenova still existed, it was Hojo who triggered Sephiroth’s decline to madness. (it also helped that he first awoke in Aerith’s church. Much closer to Hojo than Jenova). 

He spared Sephiroth. When he first saw him, Cloud froze. He looked so young. Too young to be leading an army. Too young to be a SOLDIER. His mind flashed to Denzel and Marlene. Gaia, they’re nearly his age. So he resolved to save him. Save him from being the murderer he used to will never be.

However, things aren’t as easy as it seems.

The planet wont heal from a single lost life.

Hojo was in a very high position of power. A very coveted position of power. Originally, it was Hollander that was slated to replace him. However, many of Hojo’s assistants have also fought for their right. This started a scientific war between different factions. All vying for the right to be crowned Department Head.

Undeniably, Hollander had the upper hand. But it was one of Hojo’s assistants that rediscovered the secret SOLDIER formula. Allowing them to gain better footing to one day snatch the position on the Board of Directors.

This all happened unbeknownst to Cloud.

The height of the Wutai war was at it’s peak. This caused the urgency for a Department Head to be selected even more large.

Cloud, on the other hand, traveled to Nibelheim to finally destroy the Calamity. (He discovered that the Cloud in this time didn’t exist. After all, how can a single soul exist at the same time. Apparently, the younger Cloud had died falling of the bridge) And he did. Throwing it into a vat of mako in the reactor. But to his surprise, the underground lab had still been occupied. So when he broke in, he had no choice but to fight his way through. Unfortunately, he never made it out.

He found three babies fitted into tanks. Mako being fed into their bodies by a tube. Seeing the Remnants this way broke Cloud. He had previously thought of them as mere manifestations. Born from memories. Created as adults. He had never once thought of them as human. That they had once been children. Like him. Like Sephiroth.

And so, Cloud was captured. Sedated with the drugs they used on Sephiroth. Stuffed unto a steel table. Cut open. Dissected. Used in the same he remembered.

Somehow, the scientists thought that he was one of Hojo’s escaped experiments. In a sense, this was true. However, how else are you going to explain the abundance of mutated S and J cells in him?

So once more, he was called a specimen. This time, though, he was called Specimen J2 instead of C.

At first, this confused Cloud. But as time went by. As the frequency of tests grew. As he spent more time in this horrid nightmare. He finally understood.

He was J2. Jenova 2.0.

Without Jenova, SOLDIER enhancements cant be achieved. And without the Calamity’s cells, new SOLDIERS cant be made. And as the war waged on, they needed SOLDIERS more than ever.

Cloud hadn’t known his J cells had mutated. However it seemed like they did. Producing “better quality cells” as the lab coats said.

And so this is how one of Hojo’s former assistants hopped to win.

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Cloud woke up in a groggy state. He didn’t know how long he’s been here. He knew it’s been years. But he didn’t know exactly how many. His hair had grown long, nearly reaching his lower back. An indication of the time he’s spent in this hell.

He had once tried to reach Vincent, but it proved too difficult.

It seemed like the staff had dumped him into the observation room once more. Probably to test the Reunion Theory in whatever convoluted way.

The door hissed open, and three children were thrown into the room. Kadaj his the floor with a grunt, while Loz and Yazoo seemed to have passed out.

“You have an hour” one of the guards spat.

Cloud nearly tripped as he ran to them. “Kadaj, what happened”

Kadaj only whimpered as Cloud arranged Loz and Yazoo in a more comfortable position.

“It’s combat day” Kadaj quietly answered.

“That’s today?” Cloud cursed. He must have been in the tanks for a week then. Combat day is a weekly test that involves fighting mutated specimens. All four of them tested to the point of destruction. All of them slowly being toughened to one day be presented to the President as ‘Sephiroths’. All so they can win that stupid position Hojo left.

And the last time Cloud had been awake, it was combat day. 

“Hnn, Cloud?” Yazoo stirred from his unconscious state. 

“Shh, I’ve got you” Cloud gently said. He had grown to like the triplets. At first, it freaked him out when they had called him Mother. But he soon talked them into calling him Cloud. However, from time to time, often when they’re in pain or distress, they’d call for their Mother.

Of course, the reason they’d called him Mother was because he was basically their Jenova (sans the mind control power). When he had asked about calling him Father instead, they merely shook their heads and said  “But Sephiroth is our Father. The doctors said so.”

Loz’s coughing spurred Cloud back to the present.

“*cough* Mother? It...It h-hurts” Loz crumpled into a ball.

“Shit, didn’t they heal you” Cloud cursed again. He cradled Loz, and moved him unto one of the raised platforms in the room. He gestured for Kadaj to coax Yazoo closer.

“H-he...He blocked me from the Zolom.” Yazoo wheezed, clinging tightly to Cloud’s lab gown. “and they...T-they hit me because of it”

Cloud clicked his tongue. Trust the Doctors to classify protection as weakness.

“Cloud?” Kadaj asked from Cloud’s other side. “Will he be alright?”

Cloud gazed down at the children. He wanted to tell it’ll be ok, He wanted to utter those words so much, it broke his heart. But he can’t. He can’t promise something so unattainable. 

“I...I don’t know” Cloud whispered instead.

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Genesis had called Sephiroth earlier about a possible lab in the Nibel region.

After the Wutai war, Genesis had been degrading. And with Hollander kept occupied by the ensuing bid for Directorship, he was simply “too busy to deal with Genesis’ childish wiles”

Ans so, it was up to the elite four (including Zack) to help scour for a cure. Thankfully, Sephiroth had no love for Hojo’s men, so he frequently targeted their labs under the excuse of inspection.

So when Genesis had informed him of a lab under a ShinRa mansion in Nibelheim, he immediately took a detour from his route home. He instructed his men to continue toward Midgar, and that Zack and he has been assigned another  mission.

When they arrived, the townsfolk had been hospitable but confused. After all, the local monster population was controlled. And they haven’t sent an S.O.S to ShinRa. Too ease their curiosity, Zack just told them it was an inspection on the ShinRa mansion, and that they needn't pay a thing.

Their trek to the mansion was chaotic. Mutated monsters everywhere. Large Nibel Dragons intercepted them as they went higher up the mountains. Black, oozing monsters often attacked from atop the trees. And vaguely looking humanoids screeched at them, alerting nearby mosters.

“Whew! It’s a good thing we got here Seph. These things could’ve killed the townsfolk!” Zack whipped his brow.

Sephiroth narrowed his eyes. “These must be coming from the lab. Although, I don’t think they’re supposed to release their Specimens into the wild.”

“A break out?”

“Possibly”

They continued, and finally reached the mansion. The townsfolk had told them it was abandoned. However, it looked like people lived here. Or used too.

The monsters seem to have come from here. The gaping hole in the floor basically told them everything.

Zack and Sephiroth drew their swords as they descended into the depths of thr lab. Ready to fight and defend at a moment’s notice. It was silent. Only their breathing and footsteps audible. That was until they heard the sound of a fight. However, the grunts they heard are most definitely human.

“Shit! Could it be one of Hojo’s men?” Zack sprinted to the source of the sound, Sephiroth beside him.

Sephiroth was inclined to agree. That was before he heard the sounds of children screaming.

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“Kadaj! Stay where you are!” Cloud yelled as he took a piece of metal to brandish as a weapon.

It has been luck. A slip of fate. One of the cages where more violent Specimens are kept broke. It allowed them escape. It gave then the chance they needed to finally break free from their rooms. It was pure chance that it happened while Cloud was out of the tanks. 

A chance Cloud was unwilling not to take. 

But he wanted all of them out. He wanted them all to be free. And he won’t be leaving without all of them.

Loz was still passed out from earlier testing. And Yazoo was trying his best to protect him from stray attacks. Kadaj, on the other hand, was corned between a wall and one of the creatures. Cloud was in no better position. He was injured, quickly losing blood to a gash on the side of his abdomen and right arm.

“Damn!” Cloud bit back a wince as he blocked a strike from the massive cat like thing. Black tar oozing from it’s skin like Geostigma. It’s tail is it’s main weapon, slashing and whipping everywhere.

“Kadaj, I’m coming!” Cloud shouted. But to his horror, Kadaj had been hit.

Kadaj’s scream momentarily distracted the creature, allowing Cloud to impale it’s shoulder.

“Kadaj!” Cloud reached out to the child. He thows his body over him, shielding him from the strike.

...But it doesn’t reach them.

Instead, he looks up and sees his once enemy standing above him. Masamune raised. But not toward him. Protecting him.

“Sephiroth?” Was all Cloud could utter as he lost consciousness. 

[masked-buffoon]

Chapter 8: The withering flower (Part 6)

Warnings: none

Author notes: goodbyes... And with that, the first kind of “arc” of “Seeking” is over... See you in the next chapter, tomorrow!

I took the elevator again, downwards, this time. It only stopped once it reached the basement, where the training room was situated. I recalled the torture one was in another building. Carefully, I stepped toward the boy in front of me. He was angrily destroying the targets I used to train with to improve my gun handling skills.

"Akutagawa." I said his name, without any hatred anymore.

Rashōmon stopped attacking powerless wood puppets and seemed to turn toward me. I stared at the beast's red eyes, unfazed. I was not afraid of that ability anymore. These ribbons of energy had already stabbed me once, and I knew he would never dare killing me there, at this moment.

"You came back…" Dazai's former protege mumbled, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"I only came to say goodbye." I admitted "I cannot stay in the Port Mafia anymore…"

"So, you're going to leave with that person…"

"I am, indeed…"

"You too… After everything you told me, you leave too…"

I sighed slightly and dared walk closer to him. Although I was facing his back, I could feel he was intensely gazing at the ground.

"My place is not there, you said so yourself."

"It was there…" He mumbled "Until he left… I am angry against you, against him, I envy the way he treated you, and when you broke down because he abandoned us, I rejoiced…! I thought, finally, you felt the same way I do…!"

"I dislike you, and I do not expect apologies from you." I stated, making him turn around in shock "However… I have a regret, Akutagawa-kun…"

"... -kun…?" He grimaced, visibly taken aback.

"Yes… That is my regret… Because you are two years younger, because I should have been there for you, because I should have cared about you, instead of uselessly competing against you for someone who left… I should have become your mentor…" I murmured at the end, looking down "I am sorry that I could not guide you and make you grow…"

"... Yes, indeed. Even so, I would have never accepted you, so —"

"Had I taken that role, do believe that I never would have shown you any weakness." I cut him "Nevermind… It is too late now, anyway…"

"I still am jealous that you are going to be with Dazai-san… But I will at least follow your advice and try to prove him my worth… Differently…" He mumbled.

"That's good." I cracked a smile "I… Allowed myself to ask someone I trust to keep an eye on you… That person will, hopefully, succeed where Dazai failed and where I never tried…"

"Who is it?"

"I'm not telling, I asked him to remain discreet for the moment." I chuckled "Although I do dislike you, I hope you can grow some more… You are the Port Mafia's greatest asset… Don't let your potential go to waste, Akutagawa…"

"I'll really win against you, someday." He warned.

"I'm not going to let that happen, you know it."

"I know… See you around, Ogawa-san."

My eyes widened and I was about to say something, when he turned around and went back to destroying the targets.

"It will be the only time." He warned.

"Sure thing… See you around, Akutagawa." I looked at him a last time before leaving.

I stood before the sliding doors through which I had entered, just an hour ago. If I were to step out, I would never be able to return there. I would never be able to stare at Dazai's office to remember the days and nights spent in that place I had come to like. I would never be able to rest in the friendly infirmary, where the nurse could no longer attend to my injuries. I would never be able to seek Chūya's help anymore. I would renounce my life in the underworld. I would leave the place which had helped me survive so far, but I believed it was for the best. There was someone waiting for me on the other side of the world, I could cast away those feelings and reach him to build new memories by his side...

"So you're leaving us?"

I glanced at the tall woman walking toward me, the delicate silk of her kimono flowing around her as she drifted on the floor. Her feet stopped in front of me.

"Ane-san..." I greeted her, bowing slightly in respect "What do you need from me?"

The woman was Ozaki Kōyō-san, but everyone called her "ane-san". She patted my cheek gently, her long nails slightly grazing against the skin as she did so.

"I need nothing... I only wanted to see you off, to warn you, a flower who grew in the darkness... You will find nothing in the light that will satisfy you. Be realistic; you cannot use a gun without the intent of killing your target, and in all honesty, Dazai-kun taught you the best when it comes to torture..." She sighed dramatically "You were born to serve in the shadows of the world, Ogawa-chan. Although you saw the light, you will not be able to survive far from the Port Mafia. It is contrary to your true nature, your identity. You and I... We both carry death."

"Thank you for your concern..." I removed her hand from me "But I will be fine. Besides, I might as well die if I cannot see this person again... If he isn't here, even if I stay in the Port Mafia, I won't survive..."

"Depending on a man will bring you troubles only... I know what I am talking about. You do not want to make that mistake, Ogawa-chan." She said.

"I am well-aware... Yet, a peculiar motion keeps my heart running and my body moving. Without him, I am nothing but a walking corpse, devoid of any soul. I'd rather suffer being alive than dying peacefully." I stated "Please, do not stop me, although I appreciate your concern..."

"You've always had the will to live... I suppose I cannot, indeed, interfere with your choice. I do regret I could not take you under my wings, nonetheless... Be well, little flower." She waved with a sad smile.

"May I add a last thing, ane-san?" I smiled back, taking her hands into mine "Thank you for caring about me... And, also, we may be flowers of darkness, but no matter the shadows we grow up in, we will only wither if there is no one to water us. Dazai is that water to me... I feel that if I am by his side, even the light cannot harm me, and, eventually, I will grow accustomed to it. That is why, ane-san, my choice is made, and I will not go back on it. You may think that I am stupid, that I cling on meaningless hopes, but... My heart yearns to see him again. I need my water..."

"Ogawa-chan... I may have made a mistake about you, after all... Perhaps were you never a flower of darkness, but that person's flower, only... Whether in light or in darkness, you feed yourself of him to grow, and that... That is incredibly dangerous." She squeezed my fingers "What if he ends up hurting you again...?"

"Even if he tears my petals away, he will keep watering me." I assured "So I can bloom again... Besides, I know where to find you, ane-san. If anything were to happen, if he were to shatter me, I would come to you. I promise."

"Although I am not reassured, I understand you, your feelings. Are you going to see him right away?"

"Not right now... Dazai became such a bright person, I do not yet deserve to stand by his side. But once I grow and become someone more... Honourable, I will find him again." I told her.

"I have one last advice, then, Ogawa-chan. Never be ashamed of who you are. Your times in the Port Mafia defined you as a person, do not forget it."

"Never, ane-san. I cannot say I am proud of these days, but they forged me."

"That's good..." She let go of my hands to pat my head "Go now... See the world, and stay alive. That's all I ask for now."

"Thank you, ane-san." I bowed one last time.

If only I had known her sooner... She had always kept a protective eye on me, and never had I been able to thank her properly... How much kindness had I overlooked in the underworld? Even in darkness, some things could remain beautiful... I had said those very words to Dazai, yet I had never noticed how wonderful gentleness in that place was. I was ashamed... But now that I knew, there was nothing left to regret. I would live, I would go on. And I would learn to observe, to trust, not to ever make the same blind mistake again.

[whereflowersbloom]

I don’t even know why bother writing this when you aren’t even going to read it. Like everything I’ve written or done. You remain indifferent no matter what happens.

Maybe it is wrong to resent you a bit for loving J more than you ever loved me. He had less time than any of us but he was gone and I was here. Ans yet it felt like you only had eyes for him.

I wish I didn’t have to try so hard for you to look at me. Nothing I ever did seemed enough. I wondered if it was because I was different from normal people or because I was born a girl.

I wish we didn’t have such a strained relationship where avoiding each other is easier than engaging in a conversation. I wish you knew I have read over fifty books. I’ve written poetry for six years. I’ve been in love three times. My favorite colours are lavender and pumpkin. Feeding the ducks soothes my mind. Running in the rain was my absolute favorite thing even if you scolded me for doing it. I hate funerals because they remind me of J, Grandma and Oscar. I’m not made of steel or ice because I don’t cry. You raised me to be sharp and strong, show no weakness and trust no one. I’m sorry you see me as burden and failure. I’m sorry I’m not smart, pretty or thin though.

I’m sorry I got sick too. I’m sorry I lost my memories. It’s strange not being able to remember anything before the accident. I made the effort but nothing comes back. Joe is the only happy memory I have. It always made me sad that Marianne and Lys never talked about him. Because he was sunshine in flesh, warm and innocent. Radiating. I talk to him sometimes, I ask him if he’s lonely whenever he is. He shouldn’t be sad because I’ll always miss him terribly. Everyday. Even if he was here for a short time it doesn’t mean he didn’t exist. He left his mark. Little J, I struggle with your absence. Usually my emotions take over at times/ Send me strength to keep fighting, please. Know I will always love you and I am infinitely soft for you. When you went away heaven felt more like distance than a place.

Perhaps we actually spoke about important things I wouldn’t have to write letters to him or you. Wasting paper and words.

Anyway, I just want you to know that I'm really grateful for all your love even if I didn’t understand it. I assumed we were too different and stubborn to repair the damage we caused each other. I never hated you. Not truly. I’m sorry I stayed mad for such a long time.

Ana.

[cellophaneangelwrites]

Number Five x Reader

So, I really want to see a fanfic where Five isn't the last person alive, and yes one of the two last people alive. So I made this very, very crazy concept, and idk, anyone out there who is reading, please tell me what you think

A/N: For anyone who is interested: The first chapter is already out! check it out here

first, let's explain how you ended up in the apocalypse to begin with

well, you are one of the 43 children, but you also have a normal twin

called Harold Jenkins

it is thought as just a medical mistake that you were not seen before, and you proceed to be put in the system as a normal child

so, Reginald doesn't find you

yeah, stick with me a little, ok?

so, because you were born with the power of healing yourself and other people, the mother doesn't die

Father Jenkins (I don't remember his name) is still a drunk asshole in a few years

but since your mother is alive

one day she just is so fed up with his shit she takes the children and leaves

you begin to demonstrate your power

you can heal other people by touch

and also regenerate

Harold, as your twin, is very confused as to why he doesn't have powers too

if you have it, he should have too!

you are a child

you don't really get all of this

after you realize you have powers you just go off to play and things like that

you don't really care

you just treat him like you always treated him

as your brother

and as he grows up

NOT HAVING A ABUSIVE HOME

he grows out of his phase

he learns with time that everyone is valuable and powers don't really matter

he ends up meeting Vanya for real

but he doesn't manipulate her, instead they become friends

platonic

because Vanya is a lesbian, Susan

Five doesn't get stuck in the future because the is no apocalypse

Ben still dies so everyone still go their separate ways

Vanya does discover her powers by being mad at her siblings but Harold this time helps her for real

So, in this timeline, everything is okay

but that is not okay with the Handler

you see, time travel is a complex thing

there are a lot of little things that change everything

and then, they put a mission to make sure you were never born

making sure the mother dies before she has you

but as I said, time is a very, very complex thing

you conscience gets thrown around time and space, until it lands

and somehow, your kid self wakes up in the middle of the apocalypse

and you don't know, but in this timeline you were never born

I have a headcannon that children like you end up being hired by the organization

That Hazel and Cha-Cha ans everyonde that works there had the timelines where they were born erased, so they don't really exist or have connections with any time or space

but very little after you wake up, you find Five

you walk to him very, very confused

he is staring shocked at the masion

you can't process anything that's around you

"hey, um, what happened? Where's my mom? My brother?"

he slowly turns to you

really not believing his eyes

"How the fuck did you survive"

"I don't know what happened, but I want to go home now. Please."

you are in panic

he is too

he takes a step towards you

you take a step back

"Please tell me how I can go home, please."

he just saw his whole family dead

and everything he ever knew destroyed

he looks at you annoyed

"Are you blind? There is no home here or anywhere by the looks os it. See? everything's IS DESTROYED! EVERYONE IS DEAD! MY FAMILY IS DEAD! YOUR MOM IS DEAD! YOUR BROTHER IS DEAD"

you are in tears

you stare at him

and you fall to your knees screaming

he starts crying too

and screaming too

and you stand there

screaming like it's gonna change something

hours later

you can barely talk

he is the same

without saying anything

you walk to his side

and you two go look for water and somewhere to sleep

you end up finding a less destroyed supermarket

with thank god some safe water

he builds a fire while you look for something to eat

that night, either of you sleep

in the late night

you whisper, staring the the crooked, destroyed and probably dangerous ceiling

"We are the last humans in the entire earth and the last thing I got to eat was a cup noodles"

he looks at you

then at the ceiling

and something about it makes him laugh harder than ever

you smile

and gradually laugh too

after that, you two gradually start opening up to each other

you tell about your life and your mom and your brother

your powers, too

he tells you about the academy and running off and ending stuck here

you develop a very strong bond over the years

one night

you two are in yours 17 now

you two have been dancing around your feelings for a while

and you decided to change that

while he was building the fire

you are staring ate the sky

you say before you lose you courage

"you know, the world ended and I never even got my first kiss"

He looks at you

and smirk

"Well, as a victim of the same fate, I say we can change that"

you look at him sheepsly

"Oh yeah, what makes you think I wanna have it wuth you?"

"Well, for starters, there isn't a lot of options, if you have noticed"

you had to laugh at that

he walks closer, smiling

when you meet him, you were barely taller than him

but now, he was much taller than you

he reaches his hand towards you

and you walk ahead, fitting yourself in his arms

you look up

"well, I suppose you are the best candidate, just don't let the fact that you're the only one bother you"

he smiles as he closes the distance between your mouths

you two grow even closer after that

you go through so much together

and when the Handler appears

well, you two go as partners

you two learn to only trust each other

to only count on each other

and you two show up together at the academy at that night

"Wow Five, I forgot how cute you were. Damn, you should really do your beard more often, that thing did you nasty, I love you, but it's the truth"

He pretends to be annoyed for that

Luther presses on who is the child

Five tells him to fuck off

"You never told me Klaus was cute"

"Because he isn't"

"First, ouch! Second, really flattered kid, but I'm no pedophile"

"Yeah, and I kinda have the age to be your parent"

you two trying to stop the apocalypse together

until you find Leonard

or Harold

or

YOUR DAMN BROTHER

you tell him to look after things alone for while

just enough you find out wtf is up with your family

aaaand I kinda only thought about it until this point

but if you really like it

I could properly write it, more long, and better building

more dialogue

please tell me if you like it?

[christinesficrecs]

Lost Sterek Fics

So many lost fics!  Please comment/message me if you can help. :) 

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- I’m pretty sure it’s kind of long but I could be mistaken, stiles and Derek have children and at some point their son becomes an alpha and the near the end of the book Derek and his son turn into these giant wolves and fight off a creature that I can’t remember and stiles is really upset about it cause they might never be able to turn back. 

- it’s of sheriff spanking stiles and derek is in stiles room listening. stiles goes back in his room and they have sex!!

- Derek was confused by the other bitten werewolves saying things like "the wolf wants" or "the wolf part of me" because he always have been one since he was born a werewolf and never divided himself like that? 

- Derek is drunk & thinks that his feelings are unreciprocated& stiles takes him back & tells him that they are not so Derek lines up his fingers with Stiles & counts them to 10,so basically he's saying that he is not dreaming& the feels behind that one!!!

- Derek is famous and powerful & he and Stiles start a relationship. What I remember is one scene in particular where they are being interviewed and they get some judgement because Derek and Stiles are versatile and werewolves consider an Alpha as a bottom a sign of weakness. I remember Stiles & Derek basically rolling their eyes at each other about the stupidity of that while being interviewed. 

- Sterek are in love, but so are their kids. So they never get married, (because they don’t want to hinder their kids love) but their kids end up married at the end. (might be a series)

- Werewolves growls all have different meanings. Some generic ones everyone can understand. But some growls you have to know the wolf really well to know what that growl means. Derek has this growl that Stiles doesn't know the meaning of.

- Derek and Stiles are fighting and Stiles says something like "we don't trust ech other" and Derek brings what happened at the pool ans say something like "that doesn't mean nothing to me" 

- Stiles is writhing the story of his life with Derek and at the end he write it as if Derek have died in fire and his last words with Derek is something like if I die I lose you and that scare the sh*t out of me or something then he stop writing because his husband -SHOCERK- enters the room and it is Derek

- Stiles and friends cheat at lacrosse to make their families happy. Because they were fired from Hale Company. And Derek and stiles are in a secret relationship?

- Stiles, and the others, end up befriending Erica while Peter is still going around killing people as an alpha. I only remember that Stiles and Erica, with some of the others, were at like a diner? And Peter attacks, and bites, Erica when they leave.

- i’m pretty sure it was a human au that was set in New Orleans. One of them, Stiles or Derek, worked at call center and the other worked at a diner. I think Scott was Stiles’ roommate." & "update i remember that Derek was a 911 call operator and Stiles was the one working as a server at the diner."

- Stiles is magic and when they were lilttleish kids makes Scott’s father go away, possibly forever.

stiles’ mother/grandma always made him a special soup, and he never knew what the secret ingredient was until Derek made it for him the same way, when he realised it was love.

- Stiles and derek are running away together to fight monsters. At some point there was a troll closing up on them and they hid on top of a tree and stiles got loopy? 

- Derek and Issac are cops who follows who stiles is an agent gone rogue. I think stiles kills the bad guys in frond of them and saves Derek's life. 

- Stiles and Isaac alone in a house and they hear a suspicious noise so Stiles is like we should call Derek but the suspicious noise actually ended up being Derek and he’s proud of them for thinking to call him?

- it's either a season1 or 2 au where stiles and derek enter an arrangement where they sex it up in exchange for derek to try to teach scott werewolfy stuff. i remember at one point danny and stiles talk abt the arrangement and danny later chews derek out abt being more gentle. 

- I vaguely recall a season 1 canon divergence where Allison tells the sheriff that Kate has Derek chained up under the Hale house  

- Stiles and derek are mates and Stiles goes out of town for a while and derek goes into his wolf form and sort of becomes a bit feral but then stiles comes back and helps him

- derek and stiles are at some sort of searching ceremony esque interview and derek unconsciously flashes his eyes at stiles. Peter explains later in the fic that derek was trying to pique stiles' interest (unknowingly). 

- Stiles is patient/test subject on somenkind of shady facility where they do experiments on humans and I think he's been there most of his life. Derek is a new doctor in there and is the first one who is kind to stiles.

- Derek only asked stiles out to annoy Scott, but actually fell for him, stiles over hears Derek and Issac talking about it and I think he leaves for college, I remember near the end that the wolfs did something to his jeep so stiles had not choice to stay at the house to talk to Derek because Derek made a huge mistake and wants stiles back. 

- to help defeat the alpha pack Stiles and Allison go to Derek. Derek says he can only do it if they join his pack. Derek proceeds to have sex with Stiles, while Allison has sex with Issac and Boyd. Scott gets pissed, and Allison has Boyd’s babies. I think it’s a series, 3 short fics.

- I'm looking for a fic that has Stiles at a party. I believe he is used as werewolf bait or turns out to be alluring to werewolves and didnt know it.

- I think Derek and Stiles are in a basement under the Halehouse, and because of some kind of moon Derek wants Scott to be in that basement. They make fun of Scott but he hear them and he lock the door when Derek and Stiles are inside. Smut happens 

- Stiles being a spark and just learning how to use his powers, Peter Hale is helping him learn when he discovers that every time that Stiles uses his powers he gets aroused and Derek helps him out through it, 

- Stiles and Derek are in the woods, and some type of creature makes both of them hallucinate. Derek then attacks Stiles thinking that Stiles is a monster. It was like a horror or psychological horror. 

- everyone has a secondary gender (omega, beta, alpha) but there are werewolves as well. Derek is Alpha-alpha, and Stiles is human Omega while Scott turns into Beta-beta. It followed along the first season of Teen Wolf and instead of Derek manhandling Stiles in the show, he grabs his hand and squeezes it. (1/2)(cont) It progresses until Stiles, Lydia and Allison are shopping for formal wear for the dance and Stiles starts to get his heat when Peter shows up and takes them hostage. The end chapter has Derek helping Stiles through his heat as he looks up at the moon with red eyes. 

- im looking for this accidental mating fic where scott and stiles are at dereks and stiles accidently mates with derek after he tries to run etc?

- stiles was helping derek with school I think and they got along and one night - stiles had a nightmare I think and was having a panic attack and called derek but didn't tell him about the nightmare and talked about something else and stiles got calmed by derek voice ..  

- derek is an alpha and like everyday people try to fight him in order to get his powers? i think they’re all in high school and that stiles is the new kid? 

- it’s where derek was at a clinic, and stiles was the one to ‘examine’ him — with sex toys, etc., — on the last chapter, it was established that they were already together and roleplaying. they were in the clinic that scott works at which stiles had gotten the keys to.

- It has two parts. The first involves someone poisoning the wolves so that they'll shift/go crazy. Stiles is in high school and he and Derek drink wine?? The second, the pack goes to college, and Derek breaks up with stiles to protect him. Stiles starts taking pain killers and gets depressed, the Alpha pack shows up, and Peter ends up being evil and trying to kill everyone??

-  Stiles kinda is hurting when he has his first time with Derek?

-  stiles Accidental Voyeurism on Derek showering and he is nervous because he is nervous to talk to him because he’s just that hot!

- stiles is adopted by the hales I think and Derek figures out he's his mate, I think there's growing up time skips, but the ending is Derek rushing home from college because the Argents are there to start the fire, stiles stays back with Talia to help defend their home.

-  it’s girl!stiles and it’s where she has hairy legs and arm pits and just owns herself and she goes on a camping trip with Derek and they’re both naked because they don’t really care for nudity,

-  I'm looking for a fic that had Stiles continuously flirting with other people to make Derek jealous after he realizes how good the sex is.

- There is a similar new fic called ‘User Error’ (first chapter looks great), it’s the troupe where Stiles is the brains behind the business and his partner (Scott?) tries to push him out/limit his input, Stiles is hurt but agreed to leave, but not before pulling out receipts of patents and just totally owning the situation, leaving but pretty much taking the rights to everything with him epically schooling those around him.

- stiles goes back in time to before the hale fire and tries to stop it, (fire is on night of a school dance) but he could only save Cora? I think he went be the name Cris or something similar

- Stiles had a boyfriend but he loved Derek and he thought Derek didn't loved him back so he would hide all his emotions from the pack, cause he was in so much pain. And they would fight a lot. I don't know if he was a spark or no.

- stiles and derek hate each other and When they lost their friends they were stuck together to search for them..

- Derek is in heat at the hale house and told everyone to stay away, but stiles didn’t and so Derek kisses him and makes stiles go into a pseudo heat and then they ride it out together.

- stiles finds out that derek has never actually gotten a good blow job bc his peen is that Big™ and he decides to rectify that, and i think stiles find out bc derek never lets him give him one im not sure

- It's an AU where the pack are all friends who are into surfing and are going down the coast (in mexico) finding small beaches and Sterek hooks up but then they get all awkward and depressed until Derek apologizes and clears things up. I remember it had some bi Erica and beach sex.

- I'm looking for a fic where Stiles has trouble accepting compliments from Derek and he buys himself a second-hand leather jacket to feel like part of the pack and Derek compliments it which Stiles thinks is sarcastic because obviously the jacket is old and damaged so basically he thinks everyone pities his loserness. low self-esteem drama ensues.

- I’m looking for a fic where Scott pushes stiles away for his own safety and then stiles befriends Boyd and one day Scott after a fight with some monster? Or big bad of the week? Scott tries to call stiles and his number has changed. Then it’s scott showing up at his house and basically trying to befriend stiles again..I think I remember something about Scott and stiles having plans to blow up stiles piece of crap phone

- a derek hale one shot. the plot is that the reader has a crush on scott and derek decideds to help her forget. i think the fic was called 'make you forget'

[vinodpriya]

Chapter 1: About Social Science

Photo by Kimberly Farmer on Unsplash

Ah! Social science! The subject I hated the most. I don’t know why, but I felt I was born to hate the subject. It was my destiny to hate it. Or something like that. But the teachers, oh Holmes, they were always so good that I always felt that, at least, I should study it for them. I believe that I always got the best of teachers available for Social Science. There are many interesting incidents related to the subject, especially during the 10th standard, when I was studying it for the last time.

To begin with, the most “ancient” incident which I can remember is during 7th standard. Well, we did not have only 1 S.Sc teachers that year. At first, the honour of teaching S.Sc to 7th D went to Dr. NSA (neither National Security Advisor nor National Security Agency). She had a PhD in Geography. I mean, how can a person be so tolerant, so as to complete a PhD in Geography. Come on, it’s not a joke, doing PhD and stuff like that.Well, after our Principal changed (Yes, our Principal also changed that same year. We’ll talk about her in later posts), she went through the qualifications of all the teachers. After going through the qualifications of Dr NSA, and she thought, “thodi padhi likhi hai, chalo isko 11th aur 12th class padhane ko de do.”   (She is a little bit educated, let her teach 11th and 12th standard).

Yes, thodi (a little). These were the exact words used by Dr. NSA when I asked her about this thing three years later, in 10th standard, when she had come to our class for an arrangement period.

Well, returning back to 7th class. After our summer vacations, our time-table was changed, as were many of our teachers.

Our new social science teacher was Ms R. Whatever she taught for the next two months is a mystery. Yes, it remained a mystery until I studied the chapters myself. Well, the thing was that she was pregnant, and was to deliver her baby in September, and hence she had to complete our syllabus in the next two months only. Now she didn’t teach us the chapters from the book, but made us write ‘Questions & Answers’ in our notebooks (after all, these Q-As were going to come in the exam), and explained the chapters in a comprehensive manner.

Here I would like to mention a small anecdote of class seventh Summative Assessment 1. Just before the social science exam, I fell ill. I literally cried a lot the night before the exam. It’s was not that I had not studied at all, but I had not been able to complete my syllabus, especially geography. Also, I couldn’t read my SSc book, which is a crucial thing to do before an SSc exam. The next day, in the examination hall, when we all were studying, I told some of my friends about my “grievances”. They comforted me about the exam and I told them, quite honestly, that I was not expecting to score above 80 out of 90 marks.

The exam paper came. Questions were quite ridiculous. Yes, they are always ridiculous for someone who does not know the answers. I specially remember one particular question. Perhaps the circumstances presented by the question will not be amiss here.

Q. What do you think about Delhi as the capital of India?

Thinking: Here is a gentle question of an irritating type. Clearly, a tough question then. It has just come from the tropics, for it is written in dark ink, and that is not the natural tint of its text, for majority of the paper is white. He has undergone hardship and sickness, as his haggard kind of questioning says clearly. His right hand has been injured. He holds it in a stiff and unnatural manner: bent like (?). Where in the tropics could a Social Science question written in English have seen much hardship and got its arm wounded? Clearly in India. The whole train of thought did not occupy a second. I then remarked I did not know the answer to the question.

(for those who haven’t read Sherlock Holmes, it is an excerpt from “A Study in Scarlet”).

I then proceeded to answer as follows:

Ans.

    The genuine part:

Delhi is the capital of India. It was named capital of India 1911 by King George of England.

It’s  area is about 4000 km2.

(I knew this because I had sometime checked it. Actually there was an article in the newspaper about good sci-fi movies and one movie involved a spaceship which had a diameter of 500 Km. I wanted to check whether this ship was bigger than Delhi or not)

Now the funny part:

It is a union territory.

But since it has a large population, it should now be made a state.

It has many tourist spots.

These are the points I could make out from my memory. Now, when I went to my bus, I took out ‘The Book of SSc’ and checked in the chapter ‘The State Government’ for the answer. It was there, a full-fledged, five marker answer; legitimate, elaborate, and complete. I repented about not reading the book, but alas, nothing could be done to stop the nature, or rather the answer sheet, from taking it course. I decided to let it go.

When the answer sheets were being distributed for reviewing by the students, I got really disheartened about how much I would have scored. Surprisingly I had scored 86 out of 90 marks. I couldn’t believe my eyes. When I set out to see how the hell that happened, for the first time in my life, I came across the true face of examination-checking in India. You can yourself calculate. I had a completely wrong answer to the above question, so I lost five marks, plus numerous small mistakes. Overall the totalling came out to be around 82 marks or so. I told our teacher about it. She took the paper and kept in the bundle, and said she would look to it. But I never got to know what happened to that. Oh! I forgot to introduce the new S.S. teacher that had come by then. She was Ms P. She was a 2008 pass-out from our school only, and had come to teach us now.

Ms R was a brilliant teacher. By brilliant, I mean literally a brilliant teacher. She had a unique way of teaching. Also, since she was not much older than us, she gave mouth thrashing answer to the misbehaviour of the mischievous children of our class. No, she did not use abusive language, but her subtle words were embarrassing enough.

Our eighth standard teacher was equally brilliant, Ms JS (not NodeJs or AngularJs). But she was quite serious, rather too serious, specially for a funny class like ours.

Ah! Finally the good tales begin. So here it goes. I was promoted to 9th-A, a Sanskrit section. Our S.Sc teacher was Mrs. LL. The funny thing was that she was actually known by this name, LL. At first some of my seniors told me that she is really a good teacher. But believe me, she wasn’t. She specialized in History, and consequently did not know how to teach other subjects. Trust me, she was really awful at Geography. She never completed her sentences, sought to teach only through presentations on smart board, made us write questions, but never clearly told us what the answers were. Here is a sample:

Well, you know, a piece from Indo-Australian plate came and stuck with our land, you know. (Making a collision kind of gesture through her hands). And then, you know….

Alas, we never knew. Now after completing three chapters in Geography and one in Economics, many children thought that they had had enough of her. They started a campaign. They wrote a letter addressing our in-charge to change our S.S. teacher because the current one was not good. Believe me, out of 48 students in the class, 33 signed. Of course, I didn’t, because I didn’t like to take part in such anti-teacher proceedings, because you never know what turn it might take on in future. The letter was sent twice. When Mrs LL came to know about this, she used to sarcastically remark on children yawning or talking in her class that

“Class mein sunna nahin hai, aur phir jab samajh nahin aata to pohunch jaate teacher change karvaane.”

(Don’t listen in the class, and when you don’t understand, you just go on trying to change the teacher.)

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Well, our SSc teacher changed after summer vacations. It was Ms SL (not S.L. Loney, you dumb math enthusiasts).

She was a great teacher. Believe me. (Of course, you don’t have any other choice).

There is a particularly interesting incident related to Ms SL, which shows….. , well, nothing. As it happened, she was the mother of VM. I had known him for some time. But the major angle in this story is that he was a friend of some other students in our class.(No, he wasn’t my friend. I don’t make such friends). Going on, there was this chapter on ‘Peasants and Farmers’ in History. The marking for question and answers was going to start from the next day. But this VM told HT and PG that his mother was going to Goa the next day. As was expected from a friend, they believed him, and they did not bring their History books with them.

IN THE CLASS

Culprits: Ma’am, VM told us that you had gone to Goa. So we didn’t bring our books.

Executioner: Just think, if I had gone to Goa, wouldn’t I have taken VM with me?

I suppose silence will be good enough for the rest of the scene. Nothing happened. They were allowed to sit in the class, and as I had to go out of the class for some reason, I gave them my book.

Overall class 9th was the best class with reference to the horrid subject of Social Science.

And at last, here comes the best class of all.

Behold...

The Class 10th .

Now this year our teacher was the veteran teacher, the most senior one in the school at that time, Mrs SS1. She was quite good towards me in the starting of the year. But then I started taking some days off the school. I used to ask a lot of questions in her class. So did others. When the first Unit Test (UT) was held, she gave quite a scolding to our class, and told the class (and I felt she was staring towards me) not to disturb her while she was teaching  and ask the doubts later in the corridor. She felt her syllabus got behind the schedule because of this (which of course was not true). She said all this because we had performed  poorly in the UT.

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Now there are numerous small insignificant incidents involving me and her, but let us just shift towards the best ones for the sake of your interest in keeping reading this chapter.

She had grown quite hostile towards me (I mean she used to be quite irritated by me). We used to have 2 UTs in each ‘Term’ (we used to have 2 ‘Terms’ in a year) out of which the better one would be considered for the final result. As a consequence, I had studied only for the first UT in the second term and had scored quite well in that exam. This exam used to be of 30 marks. During the second UT I did not study at all. Probably I just gave a small reading to the chapter. It was “Nationalist Movement in Indo-China”. It is one of the worst chapters in 10th class History textbook (THE WORST ONE was “Print Culture and the Modern World”).

I scored 23 out 30. I was actually quite shocked to see that I had score this much. But SS1 ma’am was not happy at all. I got quite a something we Indian students call as lecture. Then of course there was TM. He was just like me. He left no chance of pulling the leg of other students. At that time he was acting as what we call as “ghee in havan”.

He says, “Ma’am, he did not study because he had scored very well in the previous one and he knows only the better one will considered.” I looked at him like this.

And there you go. A little more lines of taunt, and finally I was released.

Now we also had a revision test. It went terribly bad. Again I had not studied for it as it was not going to be considered for the final result. The day I gave this test, RB1 (another student in my class) had some work with SS1 ma’am. It was probably mid-day. M1 sir (a fine-arts teacher) was present in the class. He asked me to take him to ma’am. I was walking casually. I tried not to look at RB1 as I disliked him very much. I went straight into the staff room. SS1 ma’am was sitting there checking papers! Well I did not quite observe it at first. But there was the bundle on her table on one side and there was a paper turned upside down in front of her with her signatures in the end. It meant that that paper had been checked quite recently. I raised my neck to see whose paper was it. Holy Holmes! It was my paper. How could I have such an ill-luck.

Well, SS1 ma’am started talking to RB1, and I said to myself, “bhag le beta yahan se” (run off from this place, you scum).

I crept out quite stealthily, but alas, as I was just going to open the door, I heard a sound saying “_____” in a stretched manner. I turned. No doubt I was being called for my execution. And then I was given quite a lecture again on me not studying Social Science. But there was Ms MM1 sitting there alongside SS1 ma’am. She asked me what was I planning to take in 11th, and when I told I was going to take science, she patted me and said to SS1 ma’am while laughing “chhod de na yaar ise” (leave him dear). Well I promised her that I will study for the finals sincerely.

(Note: Ms MM1 taught chemistry to 11th and 12th class, and  I didn’t know back then she would be my Chemistry teacher in 12th class. It’s not good to talk of her here, she deserves one whole chapter herself.)

Our school used to organise a “havan” for 10th leaving students before the finals. After the havan, our teachers used to shower us with flower petals as a form of blessing. When SS1 ma’am came, she threw the flowers forcefully at me while yelling “sabse ganda paper kiya hai tune _______” (you have performed the worst in the paper). Of course that wasn’t true. I was bad, but I was not that bad. Everyone started laughing, but, BG ma’am  (our class teacher back then) heard that. And the glare she gave me! I would never forget those eyes. Well I assured her that I would perform well in the finals.

There were some more incidents which took prior to the above mentioned one, though they were less humorous. Once SS1 ma’am was teaching the chapter “Print Culture And Media”. There was a section about scribes who used to copy the books in “beautiful handwriting”. Well, I asked ma’am from where the scribes got their copies from. And there you go. Again I was terribly mocked by her. Whenever I was absent (yes, never when I was present in the class), she used to say in the class “Chalo achcha hua aaj _____ nahin aaya. Itne faaltu saval poochhta hai ki ma’am suraj east se kyun nikalta hai, ya fir hum breakfast subah hi kyun karte hain”, (it’s good that _____ is not present today. He asks such stupid questions like why does the sun rise from the east, or why do we have breakfast in the morning only), though I certainly never asked such questions.

Once SS1 ma’am asked our class who would like to explain the chapter “Transportation” to the class. NB1 (one of my best and oldest friend) raised his hand. He came in front of the class and started explaining the chapter. I and my friends left no chance of pulling each other’s legs.  I repeatedly asked NB1 questions which were quite irritating. Well, he answered them. Then ma’am stopped him and asked someone else to continue where NB1 had left. I went there. I started explaining the chapter now. Now, it was NB1’s chance. He stared putting questions to me. After answering some questions, I felt quite irritated (add to that not knowing the answers), I yelled at him to sit down, and asked him to come to me after the class to take his doubts, and told him harshly that I had to complete my syllabus. (The funny thing here is that SS1 ma’am used to say the same lines whenever she got irritated by the questions, but the difference is that she used to know the answers). Everyone enjoyed this thing, including SS1 ma’am. She said to me “very good beta. Jaa baith jaa” (very good child, now go and sit down).

I did not have Social Sciences as my subject in higher classes (thank God!). Although I used to meet all the teachers now and then. SS1 ma’am retired from her job after that academic year, though she kept visiting the school because of her Rotoract-club duties. Once our class was in the basement for our Computer Science practical, and there she was! I don’t know why, but nostalgia overpowers me whenever I see someone I haven’t seen in a long time. So there we (I and RM1) to go and greet her. Our CS teacher NA1 also came out of her lab and they hugged (apparently they were friends!). SS1 ma’am says to NA1, “Sabse achchhe bachche the meri class ke. Bade pyaare bachche hain!” (they were the best students of my class. They are just lovely kids). And I thought “Oh really???? Oh reallyyyyy??? Why didn’t you never said this in class?”

And as promised, here’s Today’s Music Momento (yeah! I am not calling it memento! not in this life...)

[midnight-in-town]

Is there anything in the flashback arc of AnE that you've found particularly notable or surprising? I've been pleasantly surprised by how likable Yuri is and how successful Shiro used to be at picking up girls.

Hey Anon! And same for Yuri, I absolutely love her when I couldn’t stand her in the anime, which is why I’m really enjoying this huge flashback! 

Tbh, Yuri was a question mark I was really scared to ever see being addressed in the manga after what the anime showed us of her character. She’s barely mentioned for so long too that when she’s finally hinted at for the first time…

I remember the fandom’s huge (positive) reaction to that. 

Then we got ch89, which was the first time we saw her in the manga thanks to Shura’s flashback…

and the fact that she and Shiro seemed to have these complicated romantic subtones between them pleased me a lot, so I stopped being scared of manga!Yuri possibly being too similar to anime!Yuri. 

The current flashback presents her as a kind-hearted, strong and brave woman, which is something I will never dislike anyway, even if me loving her will just make it really harsh for my heart when she is to die. :/ 

So yeah, Yuri is amazing and I love the fact that Rin, who was so scared to know anything about her since he could guess this wouldn’t be a happy story, came to love her too almost instantly. 

But I’m scared to witness Rin witnessing everything that has yet to happen. T_T

Otherwise, besides Yuri who was really one of the biggest mysteries, I don’t think the flashback brought us anything surprising since it is all about tying the different plot points. I do think we’re in for surprising plot twists, but in my opinion it will be about how the twins came to be born and the Blue Night mainly.

Like, clearly, Shiro decided to raise the boys because he loved Yuri. He may have tried to justify it differently to other people, just like Mephisto, because presenting the boys as weapons for the Order was the only way to guarantee their survival, but this is about Yuri first and foremost and I love how the flashback is slowly building up to that…

Because I think these conclusions are something that Shiro was told by Yuri as she died, or something that he came to understand by himself after she passed away and he decided to raise the twins for her (or for both of them and as a huge ‘fuck u’ to Section 13, idk). 

And that’s why this whole flashback is killing me. Satan may be the twins’ biological dad, but the main reason the boys are who they are now is because Shiro and Yuri loved each other (and actually I have trouble understanding why some readers see Satan/Yuri in a positive light, but this isn’t the point).  

It’s @blueexorshit who made me realize that as Satan claims that Yuri belongs with him, she hesitates a second before saying okay because…

…she thinks about Shiro and I died inside when I read that.

One thing I think some readers (Satan/Yuri shippers mainly) may have gotten wrong is that Yuri didn’t go to Satan or said “okay” about staying with him because she’s in love with him. I mean, sure, she still sees him as Rinka, a precious friend

but what she’s after by literally sacrificing herself is…

saving people from him. Because for her that’s what an exorcist’s job is all about (see her argument about that with Shiro in ch102) and also because that way she can protect all the other people she cares about (like Rick and Shiro of course).

Anyway, sorry, I don’t know why I turned this answer into a Shiro/Yuri essay, but… wait actually I think that’s what I found the most surprising about the current flashback. xD I was expecting answers obviously, but of the same tones than those Mephisto gave to Lightning and Suguro before. 

Instead, Sensei decided that her answers were to be given by focusing on what sort of dynamic went on between Satan/Yuri/Shiro. So I really wasn’t expecting to have so many feelings about Shiro/Yuri or to realize that the fact they loved each other…

…basically led to the whole plot of this series, even if they were out of luck and that didn’t end happily for them.

It’s both beautiful and tragic and we’re not even there yet. ;_; Even Shiro picking up girls that you mentioned is something that we got a throwback on, since he clearly stopped doing that (maybe by the time he started to fall in love with Yuri) + years later he also advised Shura not to do the same (ch78).

Everything is being tied together and I love that and the way Sensei chose to show it to us (and Rin). Still expecting plot twists though, as I said (like Yuri running away because she realizes her sons are to become vessels or because Satan will try to kill powerless!baby Yukio, idk, anything or even how this all ties to Mephisto’s plans), so there may be more surprising answers coming towards us. We’ll have to see. :)   

Amongst other things I found particularly interesting was the focus on Shemihaza out of all the Grigoris, since I believe like many others that it is related to Shiemi’s arc, as well as the introduction of almost all the other Baals (we’re only missing Beelzebub), because this is also relevant to the current timeline that Rin left behind for a little while.

I’m also very curious about seeing Angel in the past, or what this guy…

was up to, being by Lucifer’s side to protect him, since we know Mephisto and Lightning are still after another traitor who helped/still helps the Illuminati. 

And the thing is, I don’t trust that Jeremiah dude in the slightest considering how happy he is to see Shiemi again when he’s literally robbing her of her freedom in the present timeline…

As for Arthur, I don’t believe in his amnesia explanation and that’s why I want to see what happened to him. 

If he truly was a Lucifer clone of Section 13, then he has a lot of reasons to pretend not remembering anything while plotting his revenge against Mephisto and the higher ups. His distaste of Shiro doesn’t help his case, since we know that Shiro ended up taking Mephisto’s side by choosing to raise the twins. 

It was also very interesting to understand where all the guys who helped Shiro raise the twins came from…

and finally, I’m curious to find out if Shura being “abandoned” by Shiro is pre or post Blue Night, as in:

did he really jump on the first chance he got to leave her behind?

or did he realize Yuri was right and maybe, as he got the Koma sword and the order to kill Yuri/Satan’s kids, he decided he couldn’t get her involved?

or did he decide to leave her behind because he took on raising the twins and getting Shura involved was out of question there again?

Because I do think that Shura ended up being like a daughter for Shiro, she was really like an introduction to him becoming the twins’ father, so him leaving her behind (which created a lot of resentment in her) might have a more significant side to it. Or not, we’ll see. xD

Aaaaand I think that’s it! Sorry for rambling. ^^” I hope this answers your question. 

Have a nice weekend Anon! :))

[synaps]

I did not see this 5 years ago, though apparently I did

Hi there! So, in the light of the recent Ao no Exorcist chapters and Katou having a solid grasp on her timeline after all, my brain shocked itself enough to produce some serotonin and I decided I’m gonna diverge from my own principles and post this. Brain producing serotonin should be encouraged. Buckle up, everyone bothering to read: this timeline breakdown/fan theory emerged in 2012, when a bored AnE-fan pieced together a few of the plot reveals we’re starting to see now.

Spoiler warning for The End of the Beginning! Though strictly speaking they’re a timeline framework I developed in order to write TEotB, which means they’re gonna drop very soon via the flashback! So it probably isn’t as mind-blowing as it was to me... BUT I DON’T CARE I’ve been waiting 6 years for the content we’re getting right now, 6 years I’ve been on the edge of my seat for this misfit clone dork to finally tell his story and AAAAAH

This is basically a full-body search of the Kyoto arc chapters, 'cause that was the only bit of the past we had back when I started writing. To this day that’s the part of the manga I have the best grasp on. x’D But all those hours paid off, good gods they paid off! This is long. Bear with me, ‘kay? Old-time AnE-fans remember that it was commonly thought the twins were born on Blue Night, much due to the anime: Kyoto Arc said it wasn’t. If you looked carefully, you could figure out that Blue Night was in fact the time of the twins’ conception, not their birth. Though to be absolutely sure, I plotted out the timeline three times and dug up records from a weather station in Kyoto to see if there would have been snow at that time of year in the early to mid 90′s because that’s how goddamn obsessed I am. And if you did figure out that the twins were conceived on Blue Night, you were inevitably sucked into an even more obsessive downward spiral into crazy fan madness because that meant Fujimoto Shiro was sent to steal Kurikara to “kill some kids” before those kids existed even on an embryonic stage.

My original estimate was that the stage had taken 24 years to set up, based on the info in Kyoto Arc, but with Mephisto’s recent director’s cut of how he ghost wrote history that number bumps up to 36 years or potentially even longer.

For reference, the timeline I put together for TEotB plus the fresh dates from the flashback arc: 1977: Mephisto pressures Shiro into promising him a free wish because extorting a kid that’s struggling for his life is an ok move 1984: Satan fails possession for the first time because whoa so many limbs at once 1989: the Myou Dha is struck by disease 1993: Satan figures out how to properly possess someone, that’s Rin’s unrelenting never-give-up attitude right there 1994: after a nine year learning curve on just staying in a body Satan has three PhD’s and ditches school after one year of education - guess possessing a body really is a difficult thing to pull off huh 1995: Shiro unwillingly becoming the caretaker of orphans: part I 1996: not yet confirmed but Saburota’s first meeting with Lucifer/Asylum is probably now Also 1996: Satan returns to Section 13 with a reclamation claim on that crap body they sold him 1996-1997 (somewhere around New Year’s, I estimate): Shiro, who was an Upper First Class exorcist at the time, cures Myou Dha and oh is that a sword in your pocket or are you just happy to return to your boss after a successful mission? 1997 (probably mid-to-late March): Blue Night sucked for everyone, but at least Shiro and Tatsuma got promotions - yay 1997: Shiro unwillingly becoming the caretaker of orphans: part II 2003: when you’re a cursed, massacred and financially broke sect like Myou Dha, there’s few options but to join the Order of the True Cross to stay afloat 2005: Saburota recruits Mamushi to spy by raising suspicions against Mephisto ‘cause really, that ain’t hard 2013: a giant pile of shit appears in Kyoto and unleashes destruction on its surroundings and for once it isn’t Mephisto

The manga and the timeline are pretty self-explanatory so what I wanna stress here is what happened 24 years ago, in 1989, ‘cause that’s something Katou hasn’t touched upon yet and it’s really fun except for those involved. In 1989, a disease starts plaguing Myou Dha and the symptoms are identical to what you get from exposure to the miasma from the Impure King’s Eyes. It seems to be a very local problem, as we don’t hear of any epidemic in the rest of Kyoto. Did the seal on the Right Eye spring a leak? Nope. Because the Eye wasn’t there.

We haven’t seen the shrivelled up bit of IK cause any trouble - not saying it couldn’t, but it seemed like that one hadn’t been active much for the past 150 years and it had been constantly monitored by the High Priest. I cross-referenced with the dates given in the new flashbacks but the outbreak doesn’t coincide with any boost of demonic activity related to Satan’s progress. So? The disease in Kyoto is its own separate disaster, and it’s most likely engineered. Let’s work our way back from the present to see how Mephisto set up this stage~ Mephisto knew of Saburota’s plan to unleash IK, and was all cool with that ‘cause hey, good opportunity to test Rin’s flame, build some team spirit, power up Bon, etc. For that reason he decided to move the Right Eye from his own keep to Myou Dha’s: if Saburota had been able to steal both of them from True Cross he wouldn’t have needed the pit stop at the Kyoto Office. He would have revived IK straight away, and even Mephisto couldn’t have motivated sending a bunch of kids into that chaos. So, move the Eye to a secret strategic location in Kyoto and force Saburota into jumping through a couple of extra hoops to get it. The Eye was moved in 2003 or thereabouts: this coincides with Myou Dha joining the Order, and makes perfect sense. The relic has ties to their sect, and it’s kinda fair to give them something back since Meph indefinitely borrowed their main relic, and now that they’re part of the Order and all - yada yada, smoke screens. Mephisto gave them the relic to set Saburota up, but not until he had the means to also give Saburota a trail to follow. Our fav Uncle Goat approached Mamushi, his student, in 2005 and recruited her to get the Right Eye. He probably thought he was cleverly working around Mephisto’s attempt to prevent theft, but if we think about it: who gave Saburota the opportunity to manipulate her in the first place? It is much easier to get your hands on an impressionable young Myou Dha kid if the Myou Dha kids attend the school where Saburota teaches. But why would they? When their families are very competent exorcists on their own and they’re used to keeping to themselves and...

Keeping to yourself is only an option so long as you can survive by yourself, and from 1989 on Myou Dha couldn’t. But Granpa Suguro, being as stubborn as he is, has refused any modern/outside help for 7 bloody years. This disease is weird for several reasons. Its localised spread, for one; its similarity with the Eye mashou when there is no Eye present; the way it vanishes and is never heard of again after Shiro’s visit; the suspiciously good timing. We now know Mephisto is aware of the future to a certain extent - we saw that confirmed when he set Shiro up with that promise. That was the last doubt removed from my theory about the Kyoto disease, so here we are. Satan hadn’t even manifested with a consciousness yet but Mephisto had his sights on Kurikara and Myou Dha’s cooperation in 1989. He is a man of sophistication, so he takes the “if the mountain won’t come to Muhammad, Muhammad must come to the mountain“ approach: he used the Eyes to orchestrate an outbreak that would force the sect to reach out to True Cross - the biggest, most knowledgeable exorcist organisation around - for aid. Because the alternative would be to smash in there and outright steal the sword and nobody would send their kids to your organisation after that. But it didn‘t work. Granpa Suguro refused to follow script and so the years went by, Satan gained consciousness, grew intelligent, grew bored, oops there goes the Asylum ceiling, jfc Suguro how many more have to die before you just play along like a good boy...? In the end Mephisto had to deploy Plan B: screw it, theft it is. If Muhammad won’t go to the goddamn mountain I’m gonna drop the mountain right on Muhammad’s stubborn head.

Of course this means fucking things up for Shiro, ‘cause that’s just how these things go when you’re running a tight deadline getting the Antichrist(s) a birthday present. Also it’s fun.

This frame says everything, really. xD Come now, how would you expect these people to trust you, and develop a friendly attitude to the Order, if you barge in there on your black-ops mission like a humanoid battleship, grab their relic and ditch the scene? Bad PR, very bad PR. Buuut if you’re injured enough that you can’t make that immediate escape, and you just happen to know how to cure this very specific disease that never flares up again, which you can contract from only 2 items in the world, of which both are owned by the snake-tongued sass ball you are enslaved by work for...? What a fortunate coincidence, what a golden opportunity to create some debt gratitude and-

Nevermind... 

I headcanon that if Granpa Suguro hadn’t died on Blue Night, Mephisto would have set him on fire personally for being such a roadblock to his plans. After Blue Night Myou Dha was decimated, bankrupt, thought by the population to be cursed - what is a poor sect to do? Who could possibly help? Oh wait wasn‘t there some guy a while back, y’know, that exorcist dude who came crashing in and saved the lives of our families and friends? He seemed to know what he was doing, think we could ask him? So the take-away from this is If not for that disease, if not for Mephisto’s misinformation and Shiro’s break-in, Myou Dha would never have joined True Cross. The Right Eye would never have been kept in Kyoto, there had been no Myou Dha kids at the Academy for Saburota to recruit, and the cram school kids would never have been in Kyoto to fight the Impure King. And also that Mephisto is a fabulous bastard and a pure joy to write! ☆

[tremendousartisanlover]

A Tale of Two Rulers: Royal Baby Chapter Twenty-Two

A/N: Finally here’s the latest cute chapter in this whole thing; the baby shower. Lorraine makes a first cameo in it.

Disclaimer: A Tale of Two Rulers is @figmentforms‘ original work. I’m simply writing this as fanfiction, nothing else.

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After a much needed good night’s sleep, morning came. Zelda woke up and went into the bathroom to take a bath. Ganondorf woke up afterwards and joined her. She smiled at him. He embraced her from behind, smiling as he kissed her cheek. “I see you slept well.” said Zelda. 

“Indeed. I see you did as well.” Ganondorf replied to her. Zelda smiled and kissed his cheek. Soon enough after, they got in the bathtub. She cuddled her back on his chest. Ganondorf returned the embrace, putting his bearded chin on her head as usual every time they bathe. “I’m so excited about today.” said Zelda, smiling. 

“Oh, are you?” he asked. “Yeah, it’s the baby shower. Don’t you remember?” she answered. “Oh, right. That just slipped my mind. I remember now that you mentioned it.” Zelda giggled and kissed his cheek, “It’s okay, love.” Ganondorf simply smiled, not knowing what else to say. “It really upsets me that you won’t be there.” Zelda added. 

“I know, but at least I would like to see what you got for the baby.” he agreed. “That’s true.” Then, it’s already time to get dressed. Zelda dressed in one of her new dresses while Ganondorf in his usual attire. They looked at each other as they finished getting ready for the day ahead. “I hope you have fun at the baby shower today.” he said to her. 

“Me, too.” Zelda smiled. Then, they headed downstairs since it’s now breakfast time. The husband and wife smiled at each other just before the arrived at the dining room. Zelda took her seat before Rinku showed up. “Hi, honey”, smiled Zelda. “Hi, Mama. Hi, Dad.” Rinku greeted her parents. 

“Good morning to you, Rinku.” Ganondorf greeted the young princess. “Are you excited for the baby shower today?” Zelda asked. “You betcha, Mama.” Rinku answered excitedly. Then soon after breakfast, Zelda took Rinku to the foyer where the baby shower is held. A few of Zelda’s family friends along with Lorraine and Impa. Lorraine is a Hylian woman around Zelda’s age with shoulder length auburn hair worn in a bun, hazel eyes and wore glasses.

The mother to be smiled at her company, very glad they all can attend. Soon, everyone settled down with some snacks and tea and began to catch up on their lives as many woman would usually do. “It feels so good to catch up, Zel. It’s been a really long time since we got together other than hearing from Rinku during her lessons.” said Lorraine, happy to catch up with her childhood friend. “I agree, Lor. It felt like ages since we got to hang out.” Zelda smiled to her. “I’m glad we’re all here.” Impa said. Zelda smiled as Rinku looks at all the gifts. “Look at all these gifts, Mama.” Rinku turned to her mother. 

“That’s nice, sweetie. You can help me open them later, okay?” said Zelda. “Okay.” Zelda drank some of her tea while everyone kept socializing for a while. She then felt the baby kicking. “Seems like the baby has gotten quite active lately.” Impa commented. “Just like someone I know.” Zelda replied. 

“She is very much like Rinku in that sense.” Impa agreed, already aware of the baby’s gender being half Gerudo. “That’s true.” she giggled. “Rinku’s very excited to meet her.” “I can tell that immediately.” said Impa. Zelda smiles as she rubs her belly. “So have you got any cravings since you’ve been pregnant?” Lorraine asked in curiosity.

“Yeah, but not that I can remember at this point to be honest. But, whatever it is, I have been eating healthier alternatives to curb them.” Zelda answered. “That’s good.” Lorraine said to her. Soon enough, it time to open the gifts. “Oh, my gosh, I’ve never seen so many gifts in all my life. You’re all amazing.” Zelda smiled at her friends. Everyone was excited to see her open them as Rinku helped get them together. Zelda opened the first one.

It was a bunch of adorable clothes, both Gerudo and Hylian style. “Awww, those are such cute clothes, don’t you think, Rinku?” Zelda asked her daughter’s opinion. “Yeah, they are adorable.” Rinku agreed. She smiled as she lets Rinku open one of the other gifts. “Awwww, it’s another Sand Seal plushie.” Rinku said hugging the plush doll. “That’s so sweet.” 

Then Rinku handed Zelda another present for her to open. She thought it’d be nice to take turns opening gifts. Zelda smiled as she opened the gift. It was some blankets for the baby. Then, Rinku opened another gift and it was a big dress for Zelda. “Zelda, that dress there is designed to make breastfeeding easier. You just adjust the one of the bust parts to nurse. I’d really recommend you wear that in your ninth month, especially when you might go into labor at anytime then.” Lorraine told Zelda. 

“Oh. Are you sure that’s big enough for that?” Zelda asked, unsure. “Of course. You are going to want to have skin to skin contact with the baby when she’s born.” Lorraine replied. “I see. Well, thank you so much. I’ll definitely wear that when I hit my ninth month.” said Zelda. After all those presents were opened, it turned out to be the best baby shower Zelda had in her life. She and Rinku had a lot of fun. Zelda smiled, “Thank you so much, everyone. All those gifts are wonderful. I’m sure the baby will love them.” 

“You’re very welcome, Zelda.” Impa and the other women said to her. She then turned to Rinku, smiling as she looks at the baby’s toys. “You know, Rinku, when you were a baby, you used to have toys like that, too.” “I did? Now that I think about it, I remember having a horse plush that looks like Epona, Link’s horse.” Rinku said to her. “You got pretty upset when it got a tear in it, but I managed to sew it back up for you.” Zelda added. “Yeah. I’ll never forget that.” Rinku happily looked back at that memory. 

The expecting queen smiled at her. Then, they wrapped up the baby shower ans soon it was dinner time. Zelda walked with Rinku to the dining room. Ganondorf was already there, waiting for them. Zelda greeted her husband, “Hey there, Ganondorf, how was your day?” “It was alright. How was the baby shower?” He asked. 

“It was a lot of fun. Mama got a whole bunch of stuff for little Sis from Miss Lorraine and Grandma Impa.” Rinku replied happily. Zelda smiled as she sat down. “Well, I’m glad you both had a great time. I’d love to see what your mother got.” Ganondorf smiled as he and Rinku sat down. “Well, Rinku and I put the gifts in the bedroom so we can look at them later.” Zelda said to him. “That’s good, Zelda.” he said. She smiled as everyone started eating. 

Soon, dinner is over. Zelda hugged Rinku before she goes to bed. “Night, Mama. Night, little Sis.” Rinku said as she rubbed Zelda’s belly. “Good night, sweetie.” she greeted back. After Rinku went into her room, Zelda and Ganondorf went up to the master bedroom themselves. He was very much looking forward to seeing what Zelda got at the baby shower.

“I’m so excited to show you the gifts everyone gave me for the baby.” she said, smiling.”I bet you are.” Ganondorf smiled back. Zelda smiles as they got inside. He saw the haul of gifts and was amazed to see them. Zelda sat on the bed. “I must say these gifts  are amazing.” Ganondorf said as he took the new Sand Seal doll, brought it with him, and sat next to Zelda.

“I thought so, too. Rinku loved them.” she said to him. “I’m glad she did.” He smiled. “Not to mention the clothes are very adorable.” Ganondorf added. “They sure are.” Zelda smiled at him. “Seems like you also have more essential things.” He smiled back at her. “I agree, the baby will love them for sure.” Zelda replied. “Indeed, she will.” Ganondorf agreed. 

Zelda smiled as she cuddled on him.He nuzzled into her hair gently as he put his hand on her belly. She blushed a bit and giggled. He smiled as they felt the baby kicked gently. Zelda smiled back and said, “We better get some sleep now.”  “All right.” Ganondorf set aside the Sand Seal on the night stand and got under the comforter before Zelda snuggled up with him.

She said to her husband, “I have to admit you look pretty fond of that doll.” “I know. Sand Seals had been one of my favorite animals for as long as I can remember, even in all my past lives.” Ganondorf replied to his wife. “Aww. That’s so sweet.” said Zelda. He smiled at that. She smiled back and rests her head on his shoulder. “Well, good night, you two.” He said to her.

“Good night, my love.” Zelda said back to him. With that, they slept the entire night.

[winmance]

I love your writing & prompts so much 💝! Could you write Sam being 15 & Dean 19, one-sided feelings from Dean (or Dean POV, so Sam’s feelings are unclear), very guilty Dean but also very jealous.

Anon 2 : Hi, love your work!!! Could you write a very guilty, 18/19 year old Dean super in love with his unknowing/innocent brother? (Just some everyday slice of life)

Anon 3 : A weecest Dean pov??

Beta by @debivc78

When Sam was little, his whole world revolved around Dean.

A lot of people think that this crazy admiration for his brother started after their mom’s death, but Dean knows it was way before that.  When Sam was just a few days old, and their eyes first locked together. Maybe it was even before that, when Sam was still in Mary’s belly, and Dean would lay next to her and spend hours talking to Sam.

Sam would look at Dean like he could pick the moon, and Dean would look at Sam like he would crash it for him.

Their relationship wasn’t perfect, and sometimes they’d fight.  But at the end of the day, they were brothers, for better and for worse, and Dean wouldn’t dream of changing anything.  

Yet, something changed.

He doesn’t know when it happened.

One day, Sam is his lovely, goofy little brother, the one that he would shove out of the way to get to the shower first. The next, Sam is… Sam IS.

He’s not his little brother anymore.  He’s a boy that he could have meet at school. He’s the theatre kid.  He’s the nerd that makes jokes that no one gets.  He’s the cute boy with the dimples.  Maybe he’s always been this boy, but it’s the first time Dean sees him this way, and he hates it.

He doesn’t know when it happened, but once it does, he can’t see anything else.

Suddenly, all the normal, daily things are wrong and dirty.

The sound Sam makes when he’s eating. The way he walks, with his long, long legs that seem to never end  The way he lights up the room by doing nothing more than smiling.  And the way Dean’s heart misses a beat every time Sam moves closer to him during a movie.

One day, they’re watching the news and they show the picture of a man who kidnapped of a boy and raped him. Sam kept watching at the screen, a blank expression on his face.  The boy is fifteen, just like him, and he was just going home from school, like another day.

“Why would someone do that?” Sam asks, pushing his lunch away

“We live in a fucked-up world” Their dad says “We deal with real monsters so often that sometimes we forget that humans can be even worse”

“But he was just a child”

“I know” Dad replies “But sometimes… sometimes it doesn’t matter. I know it’s scary, Sam, but you know how to defend yourself, you don’t need to be scared”

“I’m not scared”

“You’re not?” Dad asks, a proud smile on his face. There’s a lot of things he’s done wrong in his life, and a lot of things he regrets, but his boys? His boys are what he’s most proud of, and there are times when he can see himself so clearly in Sam.

“No. Dean is here to protect me”

Sam turns toward him, his eyes shining with love and trust, and Dean feels the knot in his stomach growing even wider.

“Of course, Sammy”

His throat is tight as he says those words, and he can’t get Sam’s innocent smile out of his mind.

He’s no better than the monster on the news. He’s no better than any of the fucked-up people that are roasting in hell. He’s worse than them because Sam trusts him to defend him, while all Dean can think about is those awful things that he wishes he could do to him.

Most days, he can’t even look at himself in the mirror. He wonders if his mom can see him, from where she is.  If she knows what he’s thinking.  He told her he would protect Sam, he promised her the very first day he saw Sam, and he failed, miserably.

Will she understand? Will she forgive him? It’s not his fault. He doesn’t want to feel this way. He doesn’t want to hurt Sam.

He wishes he could tell her how disgusted he is with himself.  How he hates himself, more than she could ever hate him. He would tell her how much he loves Sam and how sorry he is.

He tries to stay out of the motel room as long as possible, burying himself in alcohol and no-name girls.  Even if it’s painful, even if he misses Sam. It works for a few weeks, until one night, he comes home to the motel room ans Sam is waiting for him, his eyes swollen from crying.

Sam, his poor Sam who didn’t ask any  for of it.  Who kept wondering what he did wrong, and why Dean doesn’t want to spend time with him anymore.

Because I’m a monster, he wants to say, because you deserve better than that.

“I’m sorry” He says “I’m so sorry Sammy”

He doesn’t say why he is sorry, but Sam doesn’t ask. Instead, he gets up from the bed and hugs Dean, promising him that it’s ok, that he’s not mad.

He enjoys Sam’s touch. The first in a long time, and it only makes things worse.

He promises to stay home with Sam. He can’t let his brother suffer because of him.

He won’t hurt Sam, ever. This sick feeling inside of him isn’t lust, it’s love, pure love, and even if it’s killing him, he knows that he loves Sam too much to hurt him.

“Wanna play truth or dare?” Sam asks, shutting the tv off

“Aren’t you too old?”

Sam rolls his eyes before climbing into Dean’s bed, sitting right in front of him.

“Ok, I’ll start. Truth or dare?”

“Dare” Dean says

“Uh… I dare you to… Finish your beer”

“You’re awful at this game” Dean laughs but does as Sam asked him. “Alright, truth or dare?”

“Truth”

Sam is too fast at answering, and that’s how Dean knows that something is going on. He frowns, trying to read Sam’s mind for the right question to ask.

“Do you have a girlfriend?”

“Kind of” Sam says, as if it was nothing, but Dean can see how big Sam’s smile is.  How his eyes are shining with joy, and he clenches on his beer tighter.

“What do you mean, kind of?”

“It’s my turn” Sam says, “Truth or dare?”

“Truth”

“What does the perfect girl look like for you?”

Like you, is the first answer that crosses his mind. All the girls he’s hooked up with have brown hair and hazel eyes like Sam, though none of them are as beautiful as he is. If he’s lucky, he can sometimes  find a girl that will let him call her “Sam” during sex. That only happened twice, but it was the two best fucks of his life.

“Blonde with big boobs”

“You’re so gross” Sam complains

“You don’t know what’s good” He says, taking another beer “Truth or dare?”

“Truth”

“What do you mean by kind of?”

This time, Sam doesn’t reply right away. He bites nervously on his bottom lip, and Dean can see how his body shifts from comfortable to awkward.

“Well… It’s not really a girl”

“What?” Dean says, his eyes widen. No. Sam can’t go out with a boy. It’s painful enough to see him with a girl, but a boy? He can’t take it. He can’t.

“It’s a boy” Sam finally admits “He’s name is Brandon, and he’s really sweet, he’s… I don’t know. I’m good when I’m with him. He makes me laugh”

A long time ago, Dean was the only one to make Sam laugh. Dad would try everything, from jokes to grimaces, but Sam would keep a stoic face, judging him silently. One word from Dean and he would burst into laughter.

Now, a guy name Brandon is the one making Sam laugh.

“Are you mad?” Sam asks, his voice shaking with fear.

Sam is asking for his big brother’s approval, the only opinion that matters, and Dean tries to push his pain away, to bury it with all the other things he never wants to deal with, because Sam needs him now.

“Of course, I’m not. I’m happy for you”

“Yeah?” Sam says, a smile reappearing on his face

“Yeah”

Sometimes, Sam will look at him the same way he used to do when he was little. It’s beyond adoration, beyond love.  In those moments Dean is able to forget everything else and focus on Sam and Sam alone

“Did you have sex?” He asks “Because I won’t be happy about that”

“Dean!” Sam yells, throwing a pillow at him “You’re a dick!”

“I’m just asking!”

“Well, no, we didn’t” Sam admits, and Dean can feel a weight coming off of his shoulders. He knows that it’s just a matter of time before Sam does it, but he doesn’t want to think about it. “I’m not ready”

“You’re too young, Sammy”

“How old were you the first time?”

“17”

“Really?” Sam frowns.

“Yeah. I guess I wasn’t ready before either”

Sam is quiet for a long time, but Dean knows better than to think that the conversation is over. He can see Sam’s mind working, his eyebrows frowning in concentration. He’s adorable, with the way his nose twists and Dean has to close his eyes to stop staring.

“What’s it like to be in love?”

The question is simple, and yet, Dean has no idea how to answer. He’s been in love with Sammy for almost a year now.  But he didn’t feel in love with him, not like the other people do. He always loved Sam, more than anything, since before he was born, and he can’t even remember how it was before he was here. He never loved anyone else, but at the same time, he never not-loved Sam. Was he in love is whole life?

“I don’t know, Sammy. It’s… I think… It’s like looking at someone and seeing the other part of your soul, you know? Like someone that can complete you, make you feel whole. It’s not about being someones opposite or being identical. It’s… It’s something else. It doesn’t make you feel good, not all the time, but I think… I think it’s wanting the other person to be happy, even if it means that you’re not. Putting the other person’s well-being before yours”

Dean gives him a weak smile, and before he can react, Sam is in his arms, using his chest as a pillow. He’s not sure what is happening, but Sam is obviously upset. Maybe he loves Brandon, and maybe Brandon doesn’t love him back. Seeing Sam like this is more painful than the jealousy he was feeling earlier, and he can’t help but hug him tighter.

“Are you in love with Brandon?” He asks, rubbing Sam’s back

“No” Sam admits “I… It’s just for fun”

“Sure?”

“Yeah” Sam says, “Were you… Were you ever in love?”

“Still am”

“With who?”

“It doesn’t matter” Dean says “She… She wasn’t meant for me”

Sam buries himself deeper in Dean’s neck, enjoying the feeling of his brother’s protective arms around him.

They stay in silence for a long moment, not a sound around them except for each other breathing. If Dean had to choose what heaven would look like, he would choose this: Sam and him, on a motel bed, in each other arms.

The next time he comes to get Sam from school, he spots him kissing another boy on the lips, the boy hands curled around Sam’s waist. Dean wants to scream, to throw something, because it should be him kissing Sam, instead of this guy who doesn’t even know how lucky he is.

Instead, he waits patiently and congratulates Sam when he’s close enough, ignoring the way Sam blushes furiously.

He doesn’t give a second glace to the boy. Otherwise, he would have noticed all the freckles on his face, how green his eyes were, and maybe, just maybe, he would have noticed that the boy wears a Led Zeppelin shirt, a brand-new leather jacket, and a pair of black boots that put on display his bowlegs. Just like he does.

Maybe he would have noticed, if he wasn’t so focused on trying to hide his feelings for Sammy.

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Lost At Sea

Hey! This is a fic based off of two drawings done by the amazing @thelazyblueshipper who gave me permission to write a fic!

Warnings: blood mention, ghosts, kidnapping (its too a mermaid) and let me know if I need to tag anything else!

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Roman had wanted to do it for years, ever since the pirates found out about them. Ever since they started to take, kill, sell their kind.

Roman wanted to stop them.

But Logan wouldnt let him.

"Its too dangerous Roman! As long as we stay farther down and away from nets, we can be safe."

"But then we have no freedom! We are confined to the deep waters only! We have to watch how fast we go, we can even float on the surface to sunbath!"

"But if they catch us, we die." Logan spat. "If we go after them, we Will get caught, then what do you suggest we do?"

Roman fell silent, not able to make a reasonable agrument.

"There are ships we could fix up easily and-"

"No Roman."

That had been the end of that argument.

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"Help! Help!" Patton sped through the water in search of someone, anyone who could help.

He found Roman and Logan, who had heard him and came as fast as they could.

"Patton! Calm down padre, what's wrong? Predator? Underwater volcano?"

"Virgil!" Pattin cried.

Logan looked around."where....is Virgil? Patton what happened?"

Patton's tears floated in thw water. "I just wanted to go above for a little bit, i didnt know they were so close! I didnt know there net was so close!"

The rest was lost in cries, but it was obvious what happened. Virgil had saved Patton but got caught by pirates instead.

"Roman." Logan starred at the water above them.

"We need a ship."

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Luckily, Roman knew were a ship was in...ok condition and not filled with water completely.

"How did you even find this?" Patton asked as they arrived at a small islabd with an old ship on it. It had a hole in the side and a broken mast,but was rather alright.

"Before we started to stay under, I found it."

"We better get to work if we want to get Virgil back before they reach a port then." Logan was still unsure, but...they couldnt just leave Virgil,to be sold or...killed, if he wasnt already.

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It took a few days to fix the ship, but they found swords, and old clothes they could wear when they transform in homaniod forms. Roman was the self proclaimed captain, with logan as the firdt mate who has some common since. Patton was the one incharge of leading the way to Virgil right now.

But logan still worried. They only had three people, a small, barely afloat ship, and they are all secretly mermaids. They were up agianst a full pirate crew, on a big ship, who catch mermaids.

They needed a plan.

"We need a plan." Logan said one night. "We can't just attack, we will be killed or captured."

Patton looked down."if I just stayed away..."

"Patton, we have been over this, it isnt your fault, and we sre gdtting virgil back." Roman said, tilting his captain's hat up.

Patton sniffled but nods, pushing his new glasses up. (He put on a random pair and found out that he can see a lot better with them, same with Logan)

Logan,nods as he thought."we could go under the cover of night, but even then they will have people awake and ready to fight..."

"What about during a storm?" Roman suggested.

"What?"

"Well they will be busy with the storm right? We can show hi in mermaid form, get in, pretend to be part of the crew, get virgil out and only have the fight if we get caught." Roman suggested.

Patton lit up."that could work! Its dark during storms, and...and if they see our patched up ship, they can think its a ghost ship!"

Logan nods along as he listened. "It...could work...that we need some way to have our clothes when we are in the water so we can change quickly..."

Roman hummed."we could...get dressed on there ship?"

Logan shook his head."too wierd and supious."

"We could pretend to be crew members who fell over?" Patton suggested.

Logan nods, "yes...but only one of us, it will be easier to get one then...and other two will stay on the ship and act as ghosts." He grinned ad the plan started to come together.

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Virgil didnt know how much time past. He remembered pushing Patton away from a net, just cor his tall to get caught, he remmebered being hauled up over the ocean. He remembered being out in a barrel filled with water, and a lid being put on with holes so he could breath. But he lpst count of the days and nights he spent in there.

He had given up after day two, accepting his fate.

He could feel a few rain drops through the holes in the lid, and couls hear yelljng do the ship didnt get blown off course.

Then he heard screams for help.

A scream from the water.

That sounds way to familiar.

Pattin was screaming for help. They caught him.

Virgil started to fight inside the barrel, knowing full well that it was tied up so he coulsnt move it or knock it over, but he ahd to try. Patton was in danger. Why wasn't Roman or Logan with him!

He could hear pattin on the ship.

"Thank you, i fell off in the storm."

Wait, what?

He couldnt hear much after that, because there was yelling about a...ghost...ship?

It wasnt long before his barrel was opened and Patton stared st hin in human form. He,smiled and held a finger to hus mouth to tell Virgil to stay quiet. Held helped Virgil out of the barrel and threw him over into the ocean, and Patton jumped in after him, transforming once he was in the water and gathering up his clothes.

"Hey Virgil, long story short, we need to get to the pirate ship."

"But we just got off it!" Virgil said, before coughing. He hasn't used his voice in a while. Patton just grabbed his hand and swam to a different, smaller boat.

Patton helped viegil onto the boat and Virgil saw Roman and Logan standing and facing the other boat in human forms, as if daring them to attack in thus storm.

Patton put on his clothes as he got out some for Virgil. "Ok, short story longer, im so sorry I got you captured! We fixed up an old boat Roman found and came up with a plan to save you. I pretend to have fallen overboard in a storm, they gwt me up, i fins you, Roman and Logan pretend to be pirates on a ghost ship, and we are all free!" By the time he finished talking, Virgil was dressed and then hugged tightly.

"Im sorry i wasnt more careful Virgil...you could have been..could have..could...could have..." Patton sniffles aa he held virgil tight.

Virgil hugged back."im right here pat, i promise, id do it agian to save you in a heartbeat."

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The ship turned away from the other and left the storm. Once a safe distance away, Virgil was covered in hugs.

Virgil smiled as he stood and loked st his pirate clothes, "ya know guys...why dont we do this all the time?"

"Uh Virgil, I dont think getting caught is something id like to makw a habit." Roman suggested.

"No, i mean...saving mermaids. You guys have a plan that worked. And with an extra person, you have a bigger crew. Why cant we save more of our kind before we are the only ones left?"

"I agree with Virgil." Patton smiled. "And i like being in the sun." He giggled.

Roman tipped his hat grinning. "And ive been wanting to do this forever!"

They all looked st Logan. The first mate. The logical one. The one who fixes plot holes and makes sure everyone is safe.

He gave a smile. "Well, we have to name the ship first, dont we?"

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It took a while, but soon, a legend was born for the small crew.

Legends that say that if you are a pirate crew transporting mermaids, avoid storms.

For in a storm, you will come across a ship called 'the Siren' with ghosts on it.

No one knows how many are on the ship. They only know that there are always four who will always be seen at one point.

There is a boy with square glasses and a dark blue bandana around hus forehead. If you see him in the ship, watch him, for if he gets into the water, your ship will sink.

Then there is a boy with round glasses, and a light blue scarf around his waist. He seems sweet, but it will be too late when you realize it is him. He is a spy who boards your ships as crew. He is the reason you get caught.

There is a boy with purple hair and eyes. Much like dark blue, beg that he stays on the ghost ship. If you don't see him, then you must fear everything around you. You never know what he will take. Food, gold, your life, maybe all three.

Then there is the captain, who stands at the end of the bowsprit, sword held at his side. It is said that his eyes are red with the blood of those who he has fought, and if you get close enough to see the color, he will add your blood to his eyes as well.

The legends warns you to be wary of boys with light blue eyes on on your ship. To stay clean of storms. To release mermaids when you see the ship, so many you will live to tell about the encounter.

Legend says that it is safer to let mermaids be free.

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Yes i was tempted to name the ship lamp.

And done! First off, i know i kinda skipped around, but in happy with how thiz this turned out!

Bowsprit: the poll thingy at the front of a ship

Also! Some things i wanted to to say! The crew does get bigger. Some mermaids they save decide to,join, others will stay until they heal if they are injured then leave. Others stay to repay a debt, so the amount of crew members change.

At the end, the legend talks about each side a bit, and i wsnt to explain why i chose to do that the way i did!

Logan is logic. He is smart and you can do a lot of damage (probably) to the bottom of a boat if you know what your doing. He breaks boats (with help from other crew members) to make them sink. But only some.

Patton is morality. He is cute and sweet and he volunteered to be the spy. He joins crews and finds out how many mermaids are on board and finds a way to get the ship into a storm. Sometimes he will disappear from a crew ship a few days ans reappear like he never left. He swims right under it and will go inform the sides about the boat by leaving at night.

Virgil as Aniexty. He causes fear. Patton will tell him were gold is, food rations, and on occasion, jerks who need to be taught a permanent lesson. He sneaks on and steals, throws overboard, does anything to inconvence the pirates.and because well...they are pirates,too, they need money!

Roman is creativity. And he is the captain. And what js scarier than the red eyss he has? He started the rumoe about his eyes himself, and does sword fight on occasion. I just feel it fits him to stand dramatically xD

Part 2:

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[yubime]

Mixed Feelings

You’re having second thoughts about Furuhashi Kojirou when you start to know the real him when you the two of you spend most of your time in the library that the both of you should be organizing.

A/N: This is chapter three of the story. Hope you enjoy :3

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Chapter 3: Look, I'm not judging, but dude. What is up with you eyes?

A week past since you first started working on the library. That's to say you alone. Furuhashi has been doing his same schtick all through-out the week. With a book in one hand, and the other resting on his stomach. In the same position on the velvet couch. How could that not hurt him? That couch was rock hard.

But besides that, you managed to finish three more shelfs. It was little work for a week, but how could you get anything done alone? Many times your anger boiled, and you just wanted to throw Furuhashi out the window that was beside him. But that thought was pushed away because, by the size, he was taller, stronger, and heavier than you. And it came to you that he might be sadistic and homicidal in some ways that he would actually kill you, if you tried any of the plans of bringing him pain in different ways. So you just left him to where he was now, on that same god awful couch, reading another book that he took from one of the organized shelfs. Oh, not to mention he didn't return them to where they belonged. He just throws them in the unorganized pile that was yet to be finished. Today, you set your goal to finishing two shelf because it was saturday, and you were given more time. But it kind of pained you because on saturdays, your routine consisted of just sleeping. No work, school. But now, you were stuck here, in the same place that brought you nightmares.

You were wearing your casual clothes, because you didn't have classes and you thought that nobody would scold you. You just wore some black skinny jeans with old boots that had the leather peeling off. You wore one of your band t-shirts, and an over sized green hoodie. The hood was on your head, for it was a habit of keeping it on even when you were indoors. It was a sort of comfort to you. Like the eyes of unwilling people aren't glaring at you.

You were sort of breaking the dress code, but you didn't really bother to care. You felt comfortable and relaxed. But what really made you question things, was why Furuhashi wore the school uniform. To you, he looked like he waited for any chance to take that god-awful uniform off and throw it in to a fire. Even though he was respected by many teachers, he looked like he didn't give a single damn about it.

In a short description of Furuhashi, if you could describe him in one word, it would be delinquent. It was mean of you to think this, but on first glance, Furuhashi, to you, looked like the most disrespectful, unappreciative, mean person. But then again, was that just because of his eyes, you wondered.

You sat on the floor, just a couple of meters away from the occupied couch. In your right hand you held a pen, and in the left you held a small notebook to keep track of the books that were left to assort. When it came to grab another book, and see where in the alphabetical order was supposed to go, you took the pen in your mouth to free up your hand so that you can hold the book properly.

You kept on this rhythm for a few hours, you started to feel your back starting to hurt because you were bent over so much. To be correct, the pain started just minutes before you started organizing, but you kept on going. Now, it was getting to you pretty quickly, and you felt like your spine was about to be ripped out any second. You stopped your work, to turn your head to look at the couch behind you. Furuhashi was still there, but now, to your surprise, he was sleeping. His left hand hanging on the side, with the book he was reading still held, but loosely. His hand was touching the floor, and you could see how peaceful his face was. Though it wasn't any different of an expression than he normally had. But this one was just peaceful. With none of his dead fish eyes open, he looked at ease. And now that you see it, in this state, he was quite attractive.

No, oh god no, do not think like that. You would have better luck with a bicker than with him.

As you starred at him, you couldn't help but stare at the couch. And then you remembered your back pain. And that couch would be more preferable to rest on than the dusty floor. You sighed, thinking for a full five minutes before you decide to wake Furuhashi up, and beg him to let you rest for a little.

You weren't one for begging, but you didn't look at it like you were weak. Your health is more important to you than your pride to be honest. And honestly, you would just do anything so you could close your eyes for just a second and rest. You put your hands on the floor, and agonizingly stood up, as you heard some bones in your body crack. You haven't moved much since this morning, and the pain of not just your back, but your legs and hands getting to you. Being stuck in that position, was like sleeping for hours. It made you want to stretch so much, but it was only limited since you would start to feel pain in your abdomen if you twisted your body too much.

You conjoined your hands above your head, and groaned as you pulled every living muscle you could.

You sighed and turned again to the couch.

'It's all or nothing' you thought.

Urging yourself to start moving, you took slow steps to the occupied furniture, feeling slight dread as each step brought you closer to the resting boy.

When you got to the couch, you stood above Furuhashi aimlessly, really contemplating your actions, and again, with the sudden reminder of your pain, you bent down, and pulled lightly on Furuhashi's sleeve.

"Furuhashi-san, please wake up."

You whispered, still holding your hand on his sleeve.

You didn't think that would wake him up, because your voice was so low, you could barely hear yourself speak.

"What."

That made you jump a little and let go of his sleeve. It made you think if he was even sleeping at the first place. Or was he just a light sleeper. You came back to your senses, and you quickly compiled an answer.

"Um, could I maybe sleep for a little? I've been organizing book for about three hours and my back is really hurting..."

You finished your sentence unsure, not knowing how he will react to this. God, you were hoping he had little heart to stand up and let you rest. Furuhashi opened his eyes, leaving them half open. His gaze was making you nervous. It was really challenging to look him right in the eyes, because of that dead look, so you averted your gaze many time, avoiding his in any cost. Left hand holding your right, your hood was falling over your face and it obscured your vision. It was a relief to not look at him anymore. But as you waited patiently, you noticed how long Furuhashi took to answer you. What was he up to?

But before you could come up with anything, you felt your right hand being grabbed, and with a slight pull that made you lose your balance, you toppled over Furuhashi. Your body was sprawled over his, with your left foot on his right side, and your right foot touching the floor with your toes. Your right hand was still in Furuhashi's grasp, and your left hand was on his shoulder.

With the motion, your hood fell off, and you were seen directly starring in to dead eyes.

Confusion came over you, as you tried to process what had just happened. Furuhashi didn't look away or even blink, which was creepy, but you still wondered why he did what he did.

"I have no intention of getting up. And this is the only way you can get your sleep."

Composing yourself, you answered a second after he explained himself.

"Were you born with eyes like that, or was it a freak accident."

Your question didn't have any sense, meaning that it didn't fit into the situation you were in. And come to think of it, when were you this bold in asking question? Especially to a guy that you think, could easily murder you. Thinking back on what you said, you instantly regretted the question, and the look on your face became more surprised than it was.

"I'm sorry, that came out so sudden, you don't have to ans..."

"I was born like this."

You were cut off, and were pretty surprised by his answer. Thinking the next thing after your question was the immense torture that Furuhashi would put on you. It actually made you relax a bit. You closed your eyes and sighed.

"Okey. Again sorry for the question. It was rude of me. But what about the thing of me relaxing a bit? And what was with the stunt you pulled just about a minute ago?"

Your tone was laced with curiosity, more than anger. Because you were actually really curious of his actions. To be honest, to you, this pose was quite intimate. Now, it wasn't that you were new to intimacy, but this pose, with this person made you flush a little. Was there some sort of hidden feelings for the dude beneath you? Nah. He is hot, but you didn't crush on the guy. Maybe because he was attractive that made you blush? Who knows...

"As I said, I have no intention of getting up, so you could sleep with me, or on the floor."

Oh, so that was the deal.

"You could have just said so instead of pulling me like we are in some romance novel. And this couch is better than the floor. Well, your body is better than the floor. So I would like to choose the first option."

You wrapped your hands around Furuhashi's body, and bended one of your legs to lay across his two, while the other was laying straight beside one of his. Your face rested on his chest and you were, soon enough, fast asleep.

It really surprised him. Your answer. Most of the girls would have freaked out and picked the floor. They would say thay they didn't want to be 'intimate' with him because they didn't like him. 

But you answered so quickly and so sure of the choice. Though he did see a small blush on you, but even with that, you laid so camly on him, your breathes keeping a slow rhythm.

And what else surprised him was your earlier question, about his eyes. And what surprised him even more, was that he answered with no sarcasm or a snide comment. What made him do that, he didn't know. Furuhashi didn't think anymore, and drifted to sleep just like you.

[doe539]

The Little Doe

Summary: In a world where the British magical community is on a verge of extinction in the next century due to the decline in magical births caused by pureblood inbreeding, laws are passed that only served to further degrade the already low position muggle borns held within society by reducing them to nothing but broodmares. The cocky arrogant James Potter finds himself with possession of the shy but fierce Lily Evans, a little doe that suddenly makes him question everything he knows about the divided society he lives in.

Chapter 1

In all of her 16 years of living, Lily Evans knew nothing outside the black walls she was caged in since the moment she was brought here as a child with all the other muggleborns , or as Umbridge likes to call them, “Filthy Mudblood Whores!” when she is particularly angry. She could barely remember how her parents could look like but she can distinctly remember her older sister calling her a freak for making a wilted flower bloom again. It was really funny how the memories she could remember depicted her being ostracised for being a witch while in the magical world she was hated for being born to those who weren’t magical. It seemed that muggle borns truly were considered anamolies in both worlds with only themselves to turn to.

Alongside the other muggleborn girls, Lily soon learned that they were brought to the ‘Mudhouse’ as they called it for one sole purpose: to learn and accept their future roles of bringing future magical offspring into the world.

Lessons concerning cleaning, childbirth, and how to obey your Pureblood superiors were routinely thought. All of which Lily found herself sleeping through, as shown by the scars in her arms as punishment for doing so. The only academic lesson that was really thought was the History of the British Magical Community, which only really focused on how a crisis regarding the decline in magical births caused by inbreeding resulted in the British Ministry passing the Handmaids’ Act in 1950. Although there was fierce opposition to the bill by those supporting Muggleborn rights such as Albus Dumbledor, Newt Scamander and a few Pureblood families, their voices were squashed by the vast number of families concerned with their future. From the whispers Lily heard around, she found out that muggleborns were already treated ina deplorable manner at best before the Act was passed so many chose to leave the British magical community as soon as they entered for more tolerant communities.

While initially pleased at the decline of muggleborns, karma served to come back ane bite the community’s ass when they learned that lack of new blood led to less powerful offspring and more squibs. Hence one of the clauses in the Handmaid’s Act strictly forbade any muggleborns from leaving the community and moving elsewhere.

“Pshh first they don’t want us, and when they do, it’s purely for our vaginas those fucking psychos”, muttered Lily under her breath.

“Ahem Ahem did you say anything Miss Evans?” Lily turned her head from the window to stare at mocking eyes of the hideous pink monster otherwise known as Dolores Umbridge, the woman in charge for educating muggleborn woman for their future roles as Handmaids. Coincidentally, she was also one of the women who helped to pass the very Act that would lead Lily to living the miserable life she has and the even worse life that awaits her.

Pausing to quickly compose herself after envisioning how it would be like to strangle the woman, Lily quickly shook her head and stood up straighter. Umbridge merely smirked and pointed her wand at Lily.

“As you can see class, this is a prime example of a behaviour that should never be commited near any Pureblood. A muggleborn woman is to stay still and quiet at all times, not letting anyone know of her presence unless required”

“What are we? Humans or statues?” Lily muttered again, causing her companion Mary McDonald to stifle a giggle.

“Miss Evans, for demonstrating that act of behaviour again, you will have to come to my office after this class to receive your punishment”

Umbridge had a wide grin on her face, eerily similar to how the Joker in the Batman Series looked like based on the muggle magazines they were able to smuggle into the building.

The rest of the muggleborns looked sympathetically at Lily who only shrugged,

being used Umbridge’s form of punishments. It was only a matter of time anyway that she was to be sent to a Pureblood household and be forced to have a dozen children.

After class and a whispered ‘good luck ‘ from Mary, Lily trudged herself to Umbridge’s office and waited outside the door. She could hear two female voices from inside the room, one that she could easily point out as being Umbridge who sounded delighted for whatever reason and another voice she couldn’t pick out but sounded pleasant despite the owner of the voice sounding rather annoyed. Lily couldn’t help but be excited after hearing this new mysterious voice, since the only people she could remember interacting with in all her years here were Umbridge, the other muggleborn girls, and the Pureblood guards who liked to leer at her and the other girls every time they walked past.

Finally after nearly plastering herself to the door, Lily could hear footsteps and quickly moved away. Umbridge opened the door and looked slightly confused when she saw her but realisation quickly struck.

“Ahh I apologise Mrs. Potter, you see I had a student who was behaving in a quite atrocious manner you see, if you would like to come another time-“

“Bring her in Umbridge, I would like to see the state you put these girls in”

Lily quickly looked up at the firm but pleasant sounding voice and took a step inside the room after Umbridge ushered her in.

“Ahem well Mrs. Potter this is Lily Evans a fifteen year ol-“

“I’m sixteen”

“ Shush child, yes this girl has unfortunately not been one of my best students. While she may fool you into thinking she is some innocent doe based on how quiet she is, she often displays great acts of disobedience”

Lily knew the irritating woman was not only referring to the minor incident that occurred today but in the past when her magic tended to spiral out of control. While Lily’s fiery personality had slowly died down throughout the years as a result of the oppressive treatment she faced, there was still some fire she held onto. Lily knew she was a powerful witch and she knew Umbridge knew that too despite her constant preaching on why muggleborn women were magically inferior than their Pureblood counterparts. As muggleborns were forbidden from having a wand, Lily developed her skills in wandless magic and using all the information she was able to learn from the outdated magical books dumped in the trash, she was able to perform such a level of magic practically unheard off from a witch with no magically education. Using her knowledge she was able to teach all of the other muggleborns and helped to hone their skills as well. Of course Lily bring Lily, used her knowledge to also annoy the hell out of Umbridge. Vanishing her chair, changing the colour of all of her outfits from pink to a hideous orange, and lifting her skirt when ministry official were sometimes around were some of her favourite tricks. As she she was not using a wand, they couldn’t trace it back to her, but Umbridge always seem to knew it was her and hence made sure Lily was never there when she had an important meeting. Judging from the warning and panicked look in her eye, Lily could practically hear the nasal voice of Umbridge warning her to not embarrass her or else.

Mrs Potter on the other hand seemed perfectly calm and even a bit amused as she appraised Lily. Lily suddenly found herself being self conscious of her appearance. From the past she could also remember children teasing her for her hair colour and many seemed to find the bright green colour of eyes creepy. The ugly red colour of her dress only served to further lower her self esteem infront of the smartly dressed woman infront of her.

“Well aren’t you a pretty one” she remarked, much to Lily’s surprise. Her gaze quickly zeroed on the necklace around her neck.

“That’s a very pretty necklace sweetheart. Who gave it to you?” Not being used to anyone talking to her in such a tone Lily nearly forgot to speak or even move until Umbridge suddenly grabbed the necklace and tore it from her neck.

“Oh forgive me Mrs. Potter, she must have stole it from somewhere! Oh you know muggleborns, can’t trust this lot!” Her highpitched voice combined with the loss of the only item she had of her parents caused a surge of magic to ripple within Lily and in a flash the necklace was back in Lily’s hand.

The sound of a pin dropping was all that could be heard in the room as everyone registered her actions. Lily quickly closed her eyes in terror and awaited the verdict of being sent to Azkaban for simply acting like a witch when the Wizarding world didn’t see her as one.

“Oh Mrs Potter I am so sorry!” Lily never thought she could see someone look so pitiful and gleeful at the same time. The slight curve of Umbridge’s mouth indicated her excitement of finally sending the redhead to the Wizarding prison.

“Don’t you worry Mrs Potter, I will send her right to-“

“I’ll take her”

The elderly stylish woman’s statement was met with incredulous looks from the other two people in the room.

“Wh- What Mrs. Potter please I am sure that there are other more suitable and obedient girls-“

“Enough Mrs Umbridge, I will take this girl and that is final. I would like all the arrangements done by today and I will be here for her tomorrow.”

With that, Euphemia Poter turned to Lily, winked and disappeared through the floo.