#my friends family has been naming the first born son the same first name w a different last name for the past seven generations

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[ID: the first image is of a section of a wikipedia entry (just a photo of him and the personal life section) for a man named Lawrence Eagleburger. the photo is of a solemn looking-white man, in black and white. the personal life section says:

He had three sons, all of whom are named Lawrence Eagleburger, though they have different middle names (Scott, Andrew, and Jason). When discussing his decision to give his three children the same first name, Eagleburger stated "It was ego," adding "and secondly, I wanted to screw up the Social Security system."

/the second image is a screenshot of a tag that says:

#eagleburger is the name they would give an american character in an anime

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[wheredafandomat]

Blood Lust

Written by @wheredafandomat and @simplyholl 🖤

Welcome to Whore-O-Ween everyone!!

Summary: You're sent to live with Father Laufeyson who is known for his work with wayward young ladies. But all is not as it seems.

Pairing: Loki x F. Reader

Warnings: Smut. 18+ Only. Minors DNI. Blasphemy. Loki going down on you while you're bleeding. Loss of virginity. Masturbation. Voyeurism.

W/C: 3K

Part of the Whore-O-Ween Spooktacular

The glow of the candlelight flickered. You stood to place another log on the fire. You were locked in your room for the third time this week. Since you had come of age, the young men of the village had taken notice of you.

Now you were twenty years old, and your family was desperate to marry you off. But you had gained a reputation among the village. You were to marry the innkeeper’s son, Jonathon. But his family broke the engagement once word got to them.

You had been seen with two men alone. This was all so silly. You had never even been kissed. You were saving everything for your husband, like any devout girl would.

Your father walked in, taking the wood from you, and placing it on the dying flames. “Daughter, you know there has been talk of your sins around the village. I cannot wed you to any of the young men. Even old Mr. Smith wouldn’t accept my offer for your hand.”

Your breakfast threatened to come back up at the mention of him. He was a strange, bald man who lived a few houses down. His wife had died of influenza years ago, and he never remarried.

“Harvey told me about a priest who takes in young girls who find themselves in trouble. He will pray over you and reform you until you are ready to come home. He lives two towns over. His name is Father Laufeyson. I sent him a letter asking him to take you. His reply came this morning, and he agreed. Pack your belongings. We will make the journey when the sun rises tomorrow.”

When you arrive, you notice Father Laufeyson’s house looks more like a castle from your storybooks than the cottages you were used to. That’s probably why it was tucked away far into the woods, away from the other houses.

Two people stood outside the large house waiting for you. One was Father Laufeyson. The first thing you notice is how handsome he is. You blush, God forgive me for thinking inappropriately, especially about a man of the cloth you silently pray.

The other was a tall brunette woman. She appeared to be a few years older than you. She beamed, walking toward you. She pulls you in for a hug, “I’m Esther.” You introduce yourself, returning the hug. She takes your hand, leading you into your new home.

That night at dinner, the three of you talked like old friends. You were starving, you notice Father Laufeyson doesn’t eat much. He just sips his red wine, listening to you and Esther chatter.

The following morning you change into your best church dress, meeting him and Esther downstairs. You and Esther take a seat in the front of the church. You look at the congregation, taking note that it’s mostly women. How unusual you thought.

Where were their husbands, brothers, and fathers? You shrug it off. Church was the only place a lady could go without the company of a man. You carefully watch Father Laufeyson as he begins the service.

There was something off about him, but you couldn’t place it. It could be that you were attracted to him. That had to be it. The priest in your village was old when you were born. You just weren’t used to priests being this young. After church, he took you and Esther on a picnic for lunch. You two ate the delicious sandwiches he prepared, but he refused saying he wasn’t hungry.

You had free reign of the house except for Father Laufeyson’s room. All three of you had rooms on the same floor. Yours and Esther’s were beside each other, making it easy for late night talks. His was down the hall.

It had been four weeks since you first arrived. You liked it better with each passing day. You could take walks along the property. You could read all day, if you liked. He had quite the extensive library.

You wake up in the middle of the night when you hear Esther cry out. You leave your room, candle in hand walking toward the noise. You stop at Father Laufeyson’s room. The door is ajar just enough to peek inside. You see Esther against the wall, head thrown back in ecstasy, legs wrapped around his waist. He thrusts up into her. You gasp, covering your mouth when he looks toward the door.

You know you should leave, but you stay glued to your spot, never taking your innocent eyes off of them. Esther moans when his hand moves between them under her dress. He gathers her hair off her neck, pale face leaning down toward her.

The candlelight in his room shines on his face, putting a spotlight on his long fangs sinking into the side of her neck. He feeds on her slowly as she slumps in his arms. You press your hand harder to your mouth to stifle your cries. Tears streak down your face as you run back to your room.

You had heard about vampires before. Your village and the surrounding ones were once overrun with them. The pale beasts were all destroyed. But here you are living with one who disguised himself as a man of God.

You keep replaying what you saw over and over. He bit Esther, but she seemed to be enjoying it. You feel an unfamiliar ache between your legs from thinking about it. You run your hand up your thigh to your core. You were most likely going to die by the hands of the handsome vampire. You might as well experience a little pleasure before you do. You would beg for God’s forgiveness later. Your fingers swipe through your untouched folds, taking the slick arousal to your clit.

You move clumsily, hesitating at first. Then you imagine Father Laufeyson holding you against that wall, his teeth on your neck. You shake as your very first orgasm hits you. The following morning, it’s just you and the fake priest. “Father, where is Esther? Is she unwell?” You ask him, studying his face for a change in demeanor.

“She’s well. Her family came back for her before daylight. She went to your room to tell you goodbye, but you were sleeping so soundly, she didn’t want to wake you.” You put on your best fake smile. Esther was dead, and the beast before you killed her. You tried to avoid him as much as possible in the following days.

But you had to dine with him, even if he didn’t eat. You still had to attend church with him. Other than that, you stayed hidden in your room. You were terrified of him, but that didn’t stop you from fantasizing about him. You spent your nights with your hand under your nightgown or humping your pillow thinking of him.

It was shameful, but you couldn’t stop. You felt so guilty after making yourself cum twice in one night, you got down on your knees, praying for forgiveness, begging for it. That night, you dreamt that you drove a stake through his heart, ending this misery. You took it as a sign from God. This is what you were meant to do.

Father Laufeyson took you into town. You waited until he went into the store, and you walked to the woodworker’s shop. You commissioned an oak stake. They looked at you like you had lost your mind. They told you the last of the vampires had been destroyed long ago. But the coins Laufeyson gave you put food on the table for their families.

You had to wait three long weeks before he took you into town again. When you got the chance, you went to retrieve the weapon. That night, you decided it was time. You couldn’t live with him anymore, not after knowing what he is. You had to fulfill your purpose. You knew he was at the church preparing his sermon for the next morning. You ran the whole way there, heart racing.

You stepped inside cautiously, trying to ignore the chill of the air telling you to turn back around, to run away. But you couldn’t. Your feet carried you forward, surprisingly confident, unlike yourself. Confidence, that’s what you needed, what you tried to embody, that was your protection against the pale beast.

You flinched as a jolt of lightning shone through the church, lighting everything in a quick spark of chrome before you were in darkness again, except for a few candles. You knew you had to act as if nothing was wrong, as if you didn’t know. Survival was only guaranteed that way.

“Y/N.” You took a deep breath hearing your name fall from his lips in a honeyed utterance. “Father.” You greeted him, the faux priest, as you stepped towards him. “Come, child.” He gestured to the organ, prompting you to follow him. “Sit.” You fought to keep your breathing steady as you approached him, biting your lip to stop it from trembling as you observed him.

You were told that his kind would perish in a place like this, that they would burn. But here he was making a mockery of God, wearing an idle collar and parading around untouchable. But not after tonight. Many times, you had shared this seat with him, ignoring the cold that his presence brought, ignoring the call to sin when he looked at you, emerald green eyes boring into yours.

Tonight was different, you couldn’t relax. “What ails you?” He questioned, lifting his hand and stroking a key with one of his dexterous fingers. “I believe I may have found my calling.” You answered, taking a deep breath as you raised one of your fingers onto the keys. “Your calling” He repeated almost questioningly. “Other than to serve your god?” My God?” “God.” He corrected. “Yes, I believe he has asked me to serve Him in another way.” You continued, both of you gently playing a familiar tune.

“Pray tell, what is this other way? What is this newfound calling?” “I must protect this Earth.” You stated, using your free hand to clutch the weapon in your pocket. “From what?” He questioned, turning to look at you with a small smirk. “From me?” “What?” You gasped, trying to keep your breaths even. “Do you really think a piece of oak would be enough to stop me?” He snickered.

“I mean honestly” He continued, leaning towards you, his mouth dangerously close to your neck as you froze. “You underestimate me.” He noted coyly, reaching around you, grabbing the cross stake from your other hand. “No!” You cry, still frozen in fear as he threw it across the room. “On the contrary, I do believe you have another calling.” He stated, standing before stepping behind you.

“A more carnal one.” He continued; his voice sharp in your ear as he leaned over you. “I mean you serve a man no more virtuous than yourself” He paused as you gasped. “I’ve read the books.” He cut you off. “You serve a man no more virtuous than yourself, yet you reap no rewards.”

“I will be rewarded with an eternity in His kingdom.” You spat. “How about a night in mine?” He smirked against your ear, causing you to spin around. “You’d never admit it, but you’ve sinned more than me.” “Don’t you dare say that!” “You think I don’t know you touch yourself thinking about me, yearning for me, even after you found out exactly who I am, what I am?”

“S-stop.” You stuttered. “Grinding against your pillow, moaning my name. Oh! It’s music to my ears.” He cheered. “I’m offering you a night of sin, a night with me.” He proclaimed. “I won’t judge you. I welcome your debauchery. I’ll cherish your moans. I’ll reward your praise.” “St-stop it.” You continued to stutter, clenching your thighs together.

“Burn with me, Y/N, just for tonight.” He whispered, leaning closer to you, his lips brushing against yours as you close your eyes. “I’ve never been touched.” You emitted nervously; eyes still closed. “I know, but you want to be. It’s what you have spent so long desiring.” He spoke against your lips, one of his hands ghosting down your body as your breath hitched.

He didn’t have to push your legs apart; they were already gapped from your quick spin around. You inhaled sharply as you felt him cup your sex, eyes opening to find him staring into yours. “Is this where you touch yourself when you think about me?” He smirked, his hand moving up and down, massaging against your clothed heat.

“Rubbing yourself, imagining me, my hand, my body until you reach there, that sweet release.” He almost cooed, his hand more pressured now. You tried to stave away the temptation of bucking your hips into his touch, but it was hard. It felt too good. You wanted more. You needed more. You needed him to do what he did to Esther. “Tell me what you desire, and I’ll do it.” “Take it.” You answered almost breathlessly. “It?”

“My purity, take it.” “That’s my girl.” He purred in your ear again, before his free hand gripped your chin, pulling you into a deep kiss. His tongue pushed passed yours, exploring your mouth. His other hand was still between your legs, your hips thrusting into his touch.

Now that his lips were properly on yours, you realized how cold they were, how gelid. Your hands reached upwards, cupping his cheeks which were no warmer than his lips. You tried to stay silent, but you couldn’t, not when you felt his hand slipping underneath your skirt, fingers smoothing over the cloth material of your panties.

“Father!” You gasped as two of his fingers pushed your underwear to the side, meeting your clit. “Loki.” He corrected. “Loki” you moaned, eyes closing as he drew languid circles over your clit. “You virgins are so receptive.” He sniggered. “You’re already so wet for me.” His name fell from your lips again as he continued his movements, his fingers growing slick from your arousal. Lost in the pleasure, you almost didn’t realize that his fingers were venturing lower down your center.

Your eyes flew open, feeling him enter you slowly. “L-Loki” You stuttered feeling full. “Do you like that?” He asked, leisurely pumping his fingers in and out of you. “Yesss” You hum in response, drowning in the sensation. You felt overwhelmed, you were wetter than you’ve ever been.

Small moans escaped you as Loki continued thrusting his fingers inside of you. A metallic scent evaded your nose. As if he could smell it too, Loki stopped his movements causing you to open your eyes, only for them to round in surprise at the sight of his fingers. They were practically glistening crimson. You barely had time to react before Loki was bringing them to his lips, licking off the blood.

“What’s happening?” You panicked, despite not being in any pain. “It’s normal.” Loki answered, releasing his index finger with a pop. The remembrance of what he was overcame you as a blanket of guilt shrouded you. You didn’t feel good anymore. Before Loki could continue, you began closing your legs wanting to leave. You wanted to forget about all of this, but instead you yelped, feeling him grab one of your legs and pushing them further apart as he got to his knees. He slid your panties off your legs, discarding them on the floor.

“One can’t prepare a feast and expect others not to dine.” He spoke cryptically before you felt his cold, wet tongue against your core lapping up the blood dripping from you. Your hands flew to his hair, gripping it tightly as he entered you with his tongue, washing any hesitation away. You couldn’t help but scream in pleasure at the feeling of his nose rubbing your clit as he feasted on you.

“Delicious.” He spoke against you as you shamelessly ground your hips against his face. You were overcome with delectation despite the fact that this was more than just a carnal encounter. “I need you, Loki.” You finally implored, interrupting Loki’s banquet. Glancing up at you, he lifted his head from between your legs, licking his lips clean as he lowered your leg. His hand found yours as he prompted you to join him on the floor.

You did so, wordlessly straddling him like you imagined so many nights alone with your pillow. He felt good underneath you, like it was where he belonged. Your bare sex rubbed against his clothes as you readjusted yourself, Loki looking up into your eyes. “Is this how you want me to take you?” He spoke, breaking the silence. “Yes.” You replied, trying to quell your nervousness. Loki didn’t talk as he unsheathed himself before guiding you above his manhood.

He watched your expression as he thrusted up into you, his hands on your hips pushing you down against him. You couldn’t help your moans as he filled you, burying himself inside you. You move your hips against his, living out your fantasy. You found yourself growing closer to the end, to your release, to his demise. He was obviously moving slower for you, you had watched him move a lot faster for Esther, and for that you’d make sure you were as quick as you could be.

Leaning down against him, your lips almost brushed his again as you reached out, your fingers wrapping around the discarded stake. Loki was right, it was oak. Well, most of it. What he didn’t know was that the tip was willow, lethal. “You feel so good, so pure.” Loki groaned from beneath you, gripping your hips tightly as you sat back up.

His eyes were closed, that’s how he didn’t see it, how he didn’t know he was in danger. You continued grinding your hips against his, your clit rubbing against his pelvis as you neared your climax. Walls tightly gripping Loki’s length, you raise your hand before plunging the stake into his chest.

Loki’s eyes flew open, the betrayal evident on his features as his life slipped away. You felt powerful, immensely so, as you took his life, draining him, milking him. You moaned as your climax shook you. This was it; this was your calling.

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[cashmere-caveman]

maybe thats just a side effect of spending a significant part of my teenage years in the dc fandom but whenever i see a story about a family w several kids i automatically assume that at least one mind somewhere had the idea of an au where the age of all the siblings is swapped and the youngest are the oldest and vice versa and when i got into asoiaf i was like oh this is Such a ripe playing ground for this kind of exploration of family dynamics via au bc there are SO many incredible opportunities and then i checked ao3 and Boom. nothing

but like. hear me out. here are so many great concepts here let me pitch this to u except under the cut bc it got long

starklings age reversal is basically a carte blanche bc like who tf knows what rickon would be like? can we really extrapolate any kind of characterisation from the semi abandoned feral cannibal toddler canon gives us? not really. But! this has an absolutely incredible butterfly effect if we assume jon is also counted as a starkling here and the baby of the bunch bc this means all the stark kids minus robb and jon are already born by the time of the rebellion which changes the game drastically. if we still want cat/ned to happen, what happened to brandon? did aerys just kill him for funsies? did he marry ashara dayne after getting her pregnant and him and ned did a little fiancee swap? did he join the nights watch did he choke on some porridge like what Happened here??? also assuming the general timeline stays otherwise intact this means that king in the north rickon is older than renly during the war of the five kings which is frankly hilarious. If jon is Not counted in the age reversal and keeps his age does that mean cat heard abt neds "affair" and named her first two kids after neds father and dead older brother respectively to really drive home the guilt? how would jon and rickon get along? how is arya dealing w being an imperfect older sister to precious little darling sansa? are arya and jon even closer here or does arya listen to cat more bc she has Oldest daughter syndrome this time around? how do the betrothals change? etc etc..... good food!!!!

would anything in roberts rebellion have gone differently if the previous generation of starklings got age swapped and calm benjen instead of headstrong brandon was the oldest? would they have made it out with more survivors or would they be driven to ruin regardless?

speaking of roberts rebellion, what if the baratheon bros got reversed and renly was the oldest? would he have made friends with ned and tried to save lyanna even if he wasnt in love with her like robert? or would he have bent the knee and the north would have attempted to rebel alone? would westeros still have a targaryen king if good old bobby b wasnt the eldest brother?

what if joffrey was the younger brother instead of tommen? even if robert still got murdered, ned would probably survive and be allowed to take the black (jon and ned at the wall, anyone???? hello??) and the tyrells would most likely never orchestrate the purple wedding and instead be warring with cersei over who gets to puppet tommen on the throne

my personal favourite: lannister age swap!!! for this to work, joanna lannister has to survive tyrions birth and i am going to be generous and let her survive the twins too simply bc i want her to. unfridge that woman!!! what would the lannister dynamic be like w a surviving mother who birthed an "unfit" heir? how would tywin treat her, how would he treat tyrion? how would SHE treat tyrion? (dead parents doesnt always mean they were good people just bc we cant see them fuck their kids up live on camera!!) do they actually acknowledge tyrion as a son or does tywin pretend it was a stillbirth and this random disabled kid thats coincidentally the same age his son wouldve been that idk. works in the kitchen or sth bc some servant didnt have the heart to murder the kid hid him has no idea he should be the lannister heir? tyrion cinderella arc here we gooooo!!! or maybe tywin would be forced to acknowledge tyrion for lack of other options for the six years or so until the twins birth? (unlikely w his ableist ass mindset but hey. aus exist for a reason. maybe there IS a way to get him to see tyrion for who he is?) also, since hed be even more absurdly too young for a post like that than he already was, what would change if jaime never joined the kingsguard? who would cersei get betrothed to? (cersei x littlefinger would be soo delicious except theres no way tywin would waste his daughter on someone whos barely better than a landed knight in his eyes but once hes master of coin..... maybe theres a chance.... much to think about!)

not getting into the targaryens here bc frankly it is 1am rn and i am losing steam but like. the epic higs of crown princess dany my beloved <333 and the epic lows of the horrors if viserys was oldest son. can u imagine. however same as w the baratheon bros would this be an opportunity for a scenario where due to rhaegar being the baby of the bunch no rebellion happened and the targaryens still rule? or would aerys have blown up kings landing leading to either civil war or something equally atrocious? would there still be a throne of the seven kingdoms or would there be Seven Kingdoms?

also skipping the martells here bc my phone is at 7% battery and if i think abt them for too long i'll cry so i will leave u w this: theon greyjoy firstborn child to balon greyjoy. would that be fucked up or what. baby boy is Not going to survive his daddys rebellion i can tell u that much but asha Is going to make an even finer heir than she already does

[fruttolosope]

enemies to lovers sope au in which yoongi is the prince of the darkness and hoseok the prince of the light.

tags: angst, soulmates, fantasy, reborn.

warning/s: death ⚠️ (I have a thing for angst I am so sorry 🙂 you can yell at me)

It’s in the last battle between dark and light when they realize to be in love with each other, right after Yoongi st!abs Hoseok in the chest.

“it’s okay, I forgive you.” He says, smiling like nothing happens. “The truth is I liked you since the beginning of time.”

“Hoseok…” The Prince of the Darkness whispers, rejecting one more time his title.

That damn title.

If they weren’t born enemies by nature, everything would have been different.

“Hoseok..” He says once again, as if it was the cure he needed. Just like repeating gently his name and stroking his face could stop him from dy!ng.

How can he find the right words to say after what he did? How can he fix it this time?

it’s the twelfth time (and the twelfth life) in which one of them d!es. It’s always like that.

It’s their nature. They can’t exist both in the same time. It’s dark or it’s light.

There’s a legend saying that after the last w!ar, dark and light would have found the balance and the harmony to live together, sadly it was just a legend that the Queen of Light used to tell to Hoseok when he was a child.

“Dark and light are not meant to be together, son.” And then, there’s was Yoongi’s dad, King Of Dark and he believed him.

After their twelve lives, that’s the first time they were born again as Princes of their worlds and probably their last time too.

“Stay with me. You can’t go now. You won’t come back.” Yoongi says, but he knows there’s nothing to do.

When a sold!er from the light army stabs him in the shoulder, Yoongi doesn’t fight back. The victory of darkness doesn’t matter if there no Hoseok in his last life.

“I am sure that what my mom told me it’s true, about dark and light.” Hoseok says, too weak too realize Yoongi was dy!ng too.

Their first kiss happens with their last strengths, bleed!ng out into each other’s arms.

“If there’s another life, we will stay together, I promise you, Hoba.”

“I heard the thirteenth’s life is the right one.” He jokes, waiting for the inevitable. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” A promise of love is what they whisper to each other with their last breath.

[A life after]

Everything is going fine in Hoseok’s life. Good grades, lovely family and a future as professional swimmer. So why can’t he explain the feeling of having a hole in his heart?

He has almost finished his morning practice when he sees the new student entering in the pool.

A round shaped face, thin pink lips and a perfect body that immediately attracts his attention.

“You must be the new guy.” Hoseok says, smiling to the black haired boy just like they were old friends. “Jung Hoseok.”

“Min Yoongi.” He replies, taking his hand and showing a gentle smile.

“Welcome to the team, Yoongi.” Hoseok notices firstly his pretty brown eyes and then the scar on his shoulder. He says nothing, but somehow he feels the hole in his heart filling up.

Hoseok doesn’t know it yet, but his mom was right. The thirteenth life was really the right one.

[cheesy-cakey]

note this is a hatter au from a wattpad book I wrote.

You Weren't there

Kalim X Reader Angst

We had graduated.

We got married.

He inherited his family's riches.

We had a son.

We were happy...

We WERE.

I gazed out the window of my quarters.

I was no longer a Hatter... I was now an Al-Asim.

The Hatter name had died out the moment I decided to be a part of Kalim's family. I still owned our land and property. But I had no use for it.

I thought that this was going be our happily ever after.

Holding the one I love close. Kalim embracing me and our son.

But I guess reality doesn't have a happy ending... Especially us Hatter's.

As I watched the scene out the window.

In the garden was Kalim... With his 2rd wife and daughter.

Yes, that's right. I may be Kalim's first wife... but that doesn't mean I'm the only one.

I watched as he held her hand while with the other he carried his daughter.

I moved away from the window and sat on the plush bed of my quarters.

"How could I be so stupid. How could I be so blind. why did I think... That out of all the people in the world. I would have a happy ending." I muttered to myself as I leaned back on my arms tears pricking out of my eyes.

I went back to the window watching them hold each other close. I traced my hand on the glass feeling the coolness of the material.

I kneeled on the floor hand on the window sill while the other was on the floor.

"If happy ever after did exist~" I sang as I wrapped my arms around myself.

"I would still be holding you like this~"

"All those fairy tales are full of sh*t"

"One more f*cking love song I'll be sick" I sobbed as I was never meant to have a happy ever after.

3rd POV

Little did Y/N know that someone came to visit.

Watching through the crack from the slightly opened door.

Ali Al-Asim watched as his mother broke down crying.

"Why... why of all people... why does it have to be mother that suffers?"

He walked away knowing that it's better to not disturb her like this... He knew seeing him would just remind her of the happy ending she could've had.

He returned to him quarters and sat in one of the chairs in his room.

"Mother... You shouldn't be suffering like this... You told me father loved you... You said he loved you more than the stars in the sky... then why... why does he treat you this way? why does he neglect you? weren't we happy? weren't you happy?" He leaned his head back as tears pricked out his eyes.

"I never get to see you smile anymore. The smile that could shine brighter than the sun. Your eyes became dull... no longer full of hope and happiness like the stars."

he slammed his first into the table Infront of him as tears fell from his face.

"WHY DON'T YOU HAVE A HAPPY EVER AFTER!?"

The 15 year old couldn't bear to see his mother like this...

He's seen her cry too many times...

-Time Skip-

It was Ali's 16th birthday.

Which means a big celebration...

But his mother as much as she wants to attend she couldn't bring herself to leave her room.

The Hatter that used to be full of life, laughing, singing, dancing. The Hatter that enjoyed parties and seeing her friends smile... lost her spark.

-At the celebration-

"Happy Birthday, Young Master, Ali!" The servants cheered.

"Happy birthday, My son!" Kalim exclaimed as he greeted his first born.

"Thank you, Father!" Ali exclaimed with a smile.

"You're 16 now, which school do you wanna attend, Ali!?" His father asked excitedly.

"I want to go to Night Raven College! That's where you went to right, Father?"

"Yes, I did! Me and your uncle Jamil went there together!"

"Then it's settled, NRC it is!"

"I could have the headmaster make you dorm head as well!"

"No, Father. I wish to become dorm head with my own skills." He stated.

"Haaaah? fine, if that is what my son wants. Now everyone! enjoy the party!"

he walked away as he went to meet other guests.

A lot of people were here. His uncles from NRC. His Friends. even his half sister.

But there was only one person Ali wanted to be here.

Ali stood up from his seat and sneaked away.

He went to the quarters of someone he held dear.

he knocked on the door and heard a come in.

"Good evening, mother" he said with a soft smile.

"Ah! Ali, Happy Birthday" She replied with a tired but loving smile.

she was sitting by the window with it being wide open allowing the wind to enter.

He went closer the his mother and kneeled beside her.

"How are you feeling?" Ali asked.

"I'm feeling very well. So how is your birthday?"

"Nevermind the birthday. I just want to stay here with you" he said as he buried his face into her dress resting his head on her lap.

The lady giggled at her son's statement, watching him with caring eyes.

"I have a present for you" She said as she brought out a box.

Ali raised his head.

"Mother... you didn't have to" he said as he received it.

"Oh, but I do. this is something I've been meaning to give you"

Ali opened the box to see a top hat, a golden silk snake wrapping around the hat with a single Jasmine flower.

"It used to be mine. Sometimes in the Hatter family we give it to the person we marry but sometimes we also keep it. But this time it's time to pass it on to the descendant. I redecorated it for you. do you like it?" The elegant lady smiled as she remembered her memories with the hat and proud to be able to hand it down.

Ali looked as the hat.

"I love it... thank you mother" He thanked as he lied down on her lap once again.

"I'm glad you do, my dear son" She placed a hand on his white hair exactly the same as his father's.

Sher stroked his head gently as the moon shone down on them through the window.

-Timeskip-

It was now time for Ali to go to Night Raven College. He said farewell to everyone and as he was about to get on the Ebony Carriage he looked up to a window to see his mother smiling at him. he smiled back and entered.

-at the dorm sorting-

Ali was up next to be sorted.

"State thy name"

"Ali Al-Asim"

"The shape of thy soul... I see you best improve in Scarabia."

He stepped away from the mirror and joined the other students that were sorted into Scarabia.

He will make his mother proud.

-Time skip-

It had been a week since he had arrived. And just like that he had became a dorm head not from money but from skill.

He was currently in potions taught by Professor Crewel.

His phone then suddenly rang.

"Excuse me, Professor. I need to take this call"

"Of course, pup. but next time I won't be allowing it."

Ali answered his phone and it was one of the servants.

He was analysing his potion while he answered.

"What is it? I told you not to call me around this time because I'm in class."

"Apologies, young master. But it's about Lady Y/N"

"Mother? what about her? does she miss me? tell her I'll visit this weekend."

"It's not that sir"

"what is it then?"

"she umm"

"spit it out"

"The lady has passed away"

Ali suddenly dropped the beaker shattering it to a million pieces.

"Al-Asim! bad pup! what are you doing!?"

Ali stood up knocking his seat over. He slammed his hand on his desk that still had the shattered glass and spilled potion. good thing that the potion doesn't give much effect since it wasn't finished.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN PASSED AWAY!?" He yelled as tears pricked from his eyes.

"Al-Asim?" his professor called out worried.

"I mean what I exactly said, young master. The lady passed away earlier this morning. when the servant went to serve her breakfast she didn't wake up. they tried waking her up then realized she wasn't moving. they called a physician... and he said the lady had passed away"

"no... you're lying"

"Ali Al-Asim, what's wrong? Get your hands off the desk your starting to bleed." Crewel said as he took the boys hand from the broken glass and started cleaning it.

"Mother... is she really dead?"

"yes, sir"

"wait... your mother?" his professor asked

"As in... Y/N? she's... no longer with us?" his eyes wide as saucers.

Ali fell on his knees tears spilling not showing any signs of stopping any time soon.

"Mother... no... no... no no no NO! SHE CAN'T BE GONE!" He sobbed.

"Ashengrotto, take him to the infirmary to clean his wound up. The rest of you dismissed. I need to speak with the head master."

"Yes, professor"

-time Skip-

currently Ali was in the head masters office.

"Al-Asim. I heard what had happened. I'll let you go home for as long as you need. I apologize for your loss. You can use the mirror to go home." Crowley said as he watched the boy sob.

he himself wanted to cry since one of the most lovable students he had, had passed away.

"Your mother... was an incredible woman. Not only as a student but as a friend to the rest. It's a shame she... had to leave us so early. I thought that maybe... I'd be dead by the time she leaves."

"Thank you, headmaster... I'll be... heading out now" Ali exited the room and went to the mirror and went home.

Once he had arrived he was greeted by the servants but he just walked right pass.

His sister also greeted him, but he continued walking.

soon he arrived at his mother's bedroom. He saw her... looking like she's sleeping soundly... knowing she's never waking up again.

He walked to her bed side. held her now cold hand and feel to his knees and sobbed uncontrollably

"Mother!... Why.... WHY DID YOU HAVE TO LEAVE! I WAS GOING TO GIVE YOU THE HAPPY ENDING YOU DESERVE! BUT WHAT!? YOU ENDED YOUR STORY WITH LONGING THAT WAS NEVER FULFILLED!? WHY!?" he cried... not leaving her side for the rest of the day.

During her funeral, all her friends from NRC came. Tears spilled everywhere as they found their dear friend no longer with them.

they approached Ali who just stood by her coffin.

"Sorry... for your loss... Ali"

He just kept silent.

For the long duration of her funeral... Not once did his father... the man his dear mother loved and longed for, show up.

This had made the boy even more upset. but that did not overpower the sorrow he had.

-Time Skip-

The funeral had long ended...

His mother was buried...

he returned to school but barely spoke.

"Al-Asim... pup. I suggest you go meet with Professor Yuu. You need it"

Ali merely nodded as he went to his magicless professor who taught about monsters and health.

"Ali... take a seat"

Ali sat down across him.

"You haven't been sleeping have you... you have bags under your eyes. You look pale. Ali"

He just sat there.

"I know... I know you're depressed... Your mother was my vice prefect back in our school days. she was a wonderful woman to be with... she laughed... she sang... she smiled... but you know what I love most about her?"

Ali looked up and looked at Yuu.

"She makes people around her smile as well. She wouldn't want you to act like this. Y/N, She too lost a parent in her younger days. But that didn't stop her from being happy... She always had joy in her eyes... and you know you have her E/C eyes as well"

"So please... Don't let this bring you down. Your mother... Be like her. someone who smiles, laughed and most of all makes others do the same. sure reality doesn't have a happy ending. But you're writing your own story so make sure it leads to one."

Ali thought about it. looks back down... looks at the mirror in the room and looked straight into his E/N coloured eyes.

"You're right, Professor. Even if mother is gone... I should make her proud" Ali stood up with smile.

Ali bowed.

"Thank you, Professor Yuu!"

"Just call me, Yuu."

Ali smiled and ran off back to his dorm and to his room.

Yuu on the other hand stood up and went to the window and looked at the sky.

"I wish... I could've held you one last time... Y/N... I loved you so much" Yuu said as he let the tears fall.

Ali pulled a box from under his bed and opened it...

It may not fit his outfit but it doesn't matter.

he stood up holding the object and went to a mirror.

He looked straight at it and placed the hat he was given on his head.

"I'll prove... that I can give us a happy ending, Mother"

and with that Ali changed... He changed for the better. all the old staff watched him... and it reminded them of someone who they once cherished in this school.

-Time Skip-

it's been 2 years since Y/N's passing. Ali Al-Asim was now 18 years old. A third year.

But what's interesting is. when his 1st year ended the mirror had announced something... He was transferred to a different dorm.

-Flashback-

Just as they were all about to leave.

"Wait... It seems someone's soul had reshaped into something new." the mirror had stated.

"What? but that's not possible" Crowley said in surprise.

"Ali Al-Asim... Step forward"

Ali hesitantly stepped up.

"Yes... it seems your soul had reshaped... though you are still suited to be a part of Scarabia... Your heart... Is perfect for the Ramshackle Dorm"

"Isn't that"

"Your mother's old dorm... well it seems like you're becoming just like your mother" Crowley smiled as he placed a hand on the boys shoulder.

-end of flashback-

And since then he became the dorm head of the Ramshackle. His hat suited his outfit. he was happy.

And right now the 18 year old was going to make a decision that'll change his life.

Currently standing Infront of his father, Kalim Al-Asim. wearing a somewhat butler outfit somewhat similar to that of what his mother wore back in her younger days as a Hatter.

"Father... I don't wish to be an Al-Asim anymore."

"What? could you repeat that?"

"I don't want to be an Asim."

"But son! you're my eldest! you're my successor!"

"And I don't want to be your successor!"

"why!?"

"I want to continue mother's legacy!" Ali yelled as he gripped his wrist behind his back while looking down.

"what?"

"I want to be a Hatter! I want to carry on the Hatter name! I want to do this for mother! it the least you could let me do"

"the least I could let you do?"

"Yes! The most you could do was probably be there for her!"

"Ali"

"You left her all alone! making her cry every night! every night for you!"

"She didn't get her happily ever after! Cause you weren't there there for her! you weren't there for us!HECK She would've been contented with just you being there even if you didn't love her anymore!"

"YOU DIDN'T EVEN COME TO HER FUNERAL!" Ali snapped.

"I know you are aware that You're naive, gullible, oblivious and all that. but please... just see it... the least you could do" Ali looked up and looked Kalim straight in the eyes.

Kalim staring back into E/C colored orbs that was exactly the same as his wife that had recently passed away.

He looked down and took a deep breathe

"Alright"

"Huh?"

"I'll... let you go..."

"Really?"

"yes... as you said... it's the least I could do for not even attending the funeral."

"Thank you... father" Ali smiled as he walked away.

this was a new start for Ali... Becoming just like his mother. Writing a happily ever after for them.

We can't say the same for Kalim though.

He sat at his chair.

His 2rd wife entered the room and sat beside him.

"What did he want?" she asked.

"To leave the family"

"what?"

"He... wanted to become a Hatter to continue Y/N's legacy."

"I see... don't worry I'm here... and besides I'm sure we can make a new heir."

"I'm not in the mood"

"But, dear~"

right then and there Kalim snapped.

"I SAID IM NOT IN THE MOOD!" He yelled.

"BECAUSE OF YOUR DAMN FAMILY THREATENING TO HURT MY SON AND MY BELOVED WIFE I WAS FORCED TO NEGLECT HER!"

"IF IT WASN'T FOR YOUR DAMN FAMILY I WOULD PROBABLY BE HOLDING HER RIGHT NOW WITH ANOTHER CHILD!"

"ALL BECAUSE YOU WANTED ME TO LOVE YOU! YOU'RE DELUSIONAL IF YOU THINK I WOULD!"

"What is it... WHAT IS IT DOES SHE HAVE THAT I DON'T!?"

"My heart... that's what it is... SHE WAS MY EVERYTHING! HER SMILE THAT WAS PRACTICALLY MY SUN! HER EYES THAT SHIMMERED LIKE THE STARS!"

"SHE DESERVES TO BE DEAD! SHE'S NOT FIT TO BE YOUR WIFE! SHE'S NOT FIT TO HAVE YOU! ME, ME, ME! IT WAS ME WHO SHOULD HAVE YOU! SHE'S HIDEOUS! SHE'S DUMB! SHE'S NAIVE! SO WHY WON'T YOU LOOK AT ME!"

"DON'T YOU DARE THAT ABOUT HER! FIRST OF ALL SHE'S THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMAN TO HAVE EVER EXISTED THAT EVEN VIL SAID SO! YOU WOULD NEVER BE AS BEAUTIFUL AS HER! SECOND SHE GRADUATED FROM NRC WITH TOP GRADES FITTING INTO THE TOP 50! SHE KNOWS MORE THAN YOU EVER WILL! AND THIRD OF ALL SHE'S NOT AS NAIVE AS YOU THINK! SHE EXPERIENCED THE CRUELTY OF THE WORLD TO THE POINT SHE WAS ALMOST BROKEN! BUT SHE JUST SMILED AND SAID THAT EVERYTHING WOULD BE JUST FINE! I BET YOU WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO HANDLE IT IF IT HAD HAPPENED TO YOU! FACE IT I'LL NEVER LOOK AT YOU THE SAME I DO WITH HER!"

"THAT'S WHY I KILLED HER SO YOU WOULD ONLY LOOK AT ME- MPH!" she clasped her mouth shut trembling from what came out.

"what? WHAT did you just say?"

"n-nothing!"

"WE HAD A DEAL! YOU WOULD LEAVE THEM ALONE IN EXCHANGE FOR ALL OF THIS!"

"I-I didn't mean to!"

"DIDN'T MEAN TO MY *SS! AS IF I'D BELIEVE THAT! JAMIL!"

Soon Jamil entered the room. in truth he was about to enter till he heard screaming and heard the entire thing.

"Yes, Kalim"

"Take her away. make her confess EVERYTHING that she had done. After that could you call Azul? I want to have a talk with him to deal with something."

"Yes, of course" Jamil left with the 2nd wife being taken away by guards.

"WAIT! KALIM PLEASE! I LOVE YOU! DON'T DO THIS TO ME!"

As they all left the room Kalim sat down and tears started running down his face.

"Why was I so stupid? thinking I could protect you without having to hurt anyone but as a result I ended up hurting you... then lost you. I should've dealt with them from the start. I should've just been there for you... now I not only lost you... but I lost our son too... haha! why am I so stupid?"

For the rest of the night Kalim just cried. knowing can never bring you back.

-END-

"isn't that an interesting timeline."

"Didn't know that there would be a bad ending to their story. I hope this timeline won't stick it would be so sad~" a voice said as she closed a book that's titled 'You Weren't there'

soon the book started to become grains of sand.

"oh? what is this?"

"The timeline is disintegrating"

"I guess that means that story won't be sticking around."She then pushed up her glasses as she looked back at the millions of books being written each having a pen that glows with inspiration and life."I wonder who's story would be finished next~ would the story disappear? or will it be part of the official collection?"

"Let's see what endings are in-store~ After all"

"I am the story keeper~"

[serenityseventeen]

♫ Individual Members Masterlist 2:

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This masterlist does not repeat what other masterlists already have

Consists of ONESHOTS, IMAGINES, AND SCENARIOS

Stories with more than one part are in numbered order (from left → right or from top ↑ to bottom ↓)

❥ = my personal favs

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All members individually:

↳ S.Coups | Jeonghan | Joshua | Junhui | Hoshi | Wonwoo | Woozi | Minghao | Mingyu | Seokmin | Seungkwan | Vernon | Dino

(1/13 requested) Vampire Boyfriend Series - what vampire!seventeen would be like as your boyfriend & as vampires in general

↳ The Letter Box

Love & Letter: To The Thirteen Boys I've Loved Before - inspired by "To All The Boys I've Loved Before" by Jenny Han.

You find a letter box consisting of thirteen letters you never sent to thirteen boys that you've fallen in love with and reread them.

S.coups:

↳ "Hours"

(request) both of you forget it's your birthday but he finally remembers

↳ "Because I Love You" ❥

(request) you flinch because of an argument with him and he feels guilty, telling you to slap him in return for making you flinch

↳ "Sulky" (ft. Jun & Mingyu)

(request) you visit him during practice and talk with Mingyu and Jun, causing him to get sulky and jealous

↳ "Kkeke" (ft. 1997 liners - Mingyu, DK, The8)

(request) you and Seungcheol like each other. You are friends with the 1997 line and they are always teasing you two about it. When they leave, Seungcheol confesses and asks you to date him.

Jeonghan:

↳ "Reassemble"

(request) after you flinch during an argument, he goes into the bedroom when your friends come; after your friends leave, you go to check up on him

↳ "The Other Side of the Door"

(request) Songfic: "The Other Side of the Door" by Taylor Swift - you two have an argument & you hate him but at the same time, need him so bad

↳ "Love Poem" | "Love Poem 2" (ft. Svt members)

(request) You are the princess of the Caerat Kingdom and Jeonghan is the prince of the Svuentin Kingdom. You two get arranged for marriage since birth but as the wedding day ticks closer, you find yourselves truly falling for each other.

↳ "I'm Jealous" (ft. Joshua)

(request) he gets really jealous when you get partnered up with your coworker for a three-legged race. extremely jealous.

↳ "I want to kiss you" (ft. S.Coups)

↳ "I want to kiss you, because I love you" (ft. S.Coups)

(request) you tell him that you want to kiss him seriously but you two are just friends...

Joshua:

↳ "I Like You" ❥

(request) you two are cafe workers and you like him and you finally confess to him

↳ "Gifted"

(request) you see his large hands and compare them with yours

↳ "Wonder" ❥

(Combined request) song fic: "Wonder" by Shawn Mendes - you two are friends but he keeps wondering what it's like to be loved by you, which leads to him unexpectedly kissing you

↳ "060421"

(request) you are sick and joshua takes care of you

↳ "Flutters" (ft. Svt members) ❥

(request) you and Joshua like each other but are too shy to confess. One day, you two get stuck in an art supply storage closet and slowly confess your long term crushes

↳ "Fine" ❥

(request) you break up with joshua... :(

↳ "A Sweet Winter Night" ❥

(request) it's a cold winter night and you spend it sweetly cuddling with your boyfriend while eating yummy snacks and drinking hot chocolate (ft. Your first kiss w/ him + a bit of teasing the gentle sexy)

Jun:

↳ "Just For Kisses" (ft. Woozi)

(request) because of a collab, you and jihoon have to spend a lot of time together talking about music, making your boyfriend, jun, jealous.

↳ "Can't Take My Eyes Off You" ❥

(half requested) a fluffy break-day with a clingy Moon Junhui.

↳ "From a Small Glance"

(requested) you are exhausted from performing and no one notices except jun and he gets worried

↳ "Brother"

(request) brother!jun helping you with your homework

↳ "Special Boy" (ft. Hoshi & The8)

(request) You go to Jun's dorm and help him unwind after he had a hard and long day at practice (ft. Cuddles)

↳ "It's Okay"

(request) you get into an argument with your dad on the phone and Jun calms you down

Hoshi:

↳ "Horanghae 호랑해" ❥

(request) you two argue because it seems like he likes tigers more than you

↳ "Close To You"

(request) he gets a bit jealous and protective so he becomes clingy, handcuffing you two together

↳ "Dispatch's New Year's Couple"

(request) you are the oldest in your group and care a lot for your members and is afraid of creating a scandal that could harm the group. your members and boyfriend, soonyoung, comfort you.

↳ "Moonstruck" | "Moonstruck 2"

(request) you are a servant, working as the stable girl in the kingdom of Svuentin. You're best friends with prince Chan and one day, his brother, prince Soonyoung, comes into your life and starts to like you.

↳ "Spider" (ft. SVT Perf. Unit)

(request) you are on an idol survival program and for a performance, you decide to perform 'spider' by Hoshi, not knowing that he's a guest judge. (ft. A bit of feelings being developed)

↳ "Human" (ft. The8)

(request) Soonyoung is stressed and practicing really hard so Minghao calls you to go and help calm Soonyoung down.

Wonwoo:

↳ [12:07 am] with Wonwoo

↳ "A Warmer Valentine's" ❥

Because you have no lover, you also have no plans for Valentine's day. Your friend, Wonwoo, reveals that he does have plans for the day though. The next day, on Valentine's, he shows up at your door.

↳ "Heartstrings" | "Heartstrings 2"

(request) It's 1993 and Jeon Wonwoo is forced to study classical music by his parents. He meets you, the orchestra club's double bassist and begins to love music as he learns with you. He also begins to love being with you too.

↳ "UwU"

(request) you always call him 'baby' or by his name so one day you decide to call him something new, something like "oowoo"

↳ "To My Growing Child" (ft. Mingyu) ❥

(request) you two are shopping with Mingyu and his girlfriend and Wonwoo mentions that he's glad you aren't pregnant when you secretly was (this if fluffy)

↳ "Warmth Amidst The Snowy Night" ❥

(request) it's a snowy night and he is staying over. you notice that his hands are shaking from the cold and give him a back hug to warm him up.

↳ "Goal" (ft. S.Coups)

(request) you make a goal to win in an activity but everyone but you wins in an activity so Wonwoo decides to purposely lose so that he could see you happy

↳ "Beauty of Colors" | "Beauty of Love" (ft. Mingyu)❥

(request) soulmate au: everyone is born in a black and white world until they meet their soulmate. You and Wonwoo meet and your worlds burst with color. As you two hang out, you two fall in love.

↳ "Just Friends?" ❥

(request) your friend Wonwoo has never been on a date and asks you to go on a date with him as a friend but you try to make it realistic, causing him to see you differently as a woman

↳ "Starry Sea in a Healing Cocktail" ❥ (1)

↳ "Peachy Romance by the Blossoming Waves" (2)

(request) You're on vacation in the seaside and every morning, you get tea from the lounge bar, being run by the bartender, Wonwoo. He always greets you with sweet words and asks why you aren't smiling. Now, it's your last day on vacation.

Woozi:

↳ "My My My Darling" ❥

(request) while cuddling, you tell him how much you love him

↳ "Bonkers"

(request) you two are idols and are dating; he accidentally posts a photo of you two on his public Instagram account instead of his private one

↳ "Like Father, Like Son?"

(request) dad!jihoon: he takes care of his son alone for the first time

↳ "Muse"

(request) Woozi is staying up late trying to write lyrics while he's in writer's block so you go to the studio and tell him to go to sleep, ending up with you two sleeping on the couch

↳ "Hand-obsessed"

(request) you love Jihoon's hands so you cuddle with them, hold them, kiss them, and compliment them

↳ "Your Choice"

(request) You see your ex-boyfriend again and feel a bit of longing toward him. Your current boyfriend, Jihoon, notices this and decides to tell you something.

↳ "Moonlight in Unit 0526" (1) ❥

↳ "Sunshine in Room 0922" (2) ❥

(request) Jihoon is a ghost hunter, he could see ghosts for an hour and he uses this ability to send ghosts to the spirit realm. One day, in apartment unit 0526, he meets you, a human-like ghost who's been stuck in your lonely and cold home for who knows how long.

The8:

↳ "Faults"

(requested) you and Minghao get into a sort of silent argument and you flinch when he points at your phone + both of you fluffily comforting each other afterward

↳ "Galaxy in his Eyes"

(request) being clingy and fluffy; after two weeks apart, Minghao finally comes home and is clingy and cuddly because he missed you and loves you

DK:

↳ "Crazy"

(request) you and Seokmin are friends (he has a crush on you) and he invites you couple bungee jumping

↳ "Perfect: What It Means To Be A Singer" (1)

↳ "Perfect: The Process of Becoming One" (2)

↳ "Perfect: Imperfection Makes Perfection" (3)

(request) You and Seokmin are always in singing competitions, fighting for the first place. Suddenly, one day, Seokmin asks to sing for you, changing your relationship with him.

↳ "Idyllic" ❥

(request) You and Seokmin met through a mutual friend and enjoy watching musicals together as a hobby. One day, Seokmin invites you to watch "Marie Antoinette" with him but truthfully, he wants to confirm whether or not he likes you romantically.

Mingyu:

↳ "Criminal: Ruthless" ❥

(request) mafia au: you are captured by a mafia family as a hacker and he saves you

↳ "Cool" | "Cure"

(request) mingyu x doctor!reader; he gets injured and you care for him a bit. He likes you and thinks you are cool.

↳ "Reunion"

(request) you go to a high school reunion and see your former school crush and just as you were about to leave out of boredom, he stops you and you two talk.

↳ "Little Bits"

(request) Mingyu is your boyfriend and has never kissed you longer than a peck. You ask him why.

↳ "Off To School"

(request) dad!mingyu sending his twin daughter and son to school

↳ "Do You Know My Heart?" (ft. Hoshi & Dino)

(request) You like Mingyu and you are his makeup artist. You get switched and become Seungkwan's makeup artist, causing Mingyu to realize his feelings.

↳ "Maybe I Love You" (ft. Svt members)

(request) You two are childhood best friends and he is busy with work so you hang out with the members. After promotions, he wants to hang out alone but you two end up hanging out with all of the members...

↳ "I Like You Better"

(request) Mingyu, your boyfriend, sees that you have the vocalist of a rock band you like as your lockscreen instead of him.

Seungkwan:

↳ "Second Life" (ft. Joshua) ❥

↳ "Second Life 2" (ft. Svt members) ❥

(request) reincarnation fic: You and Seungkwan are in love during the great depression but you both die in a house fire. You two get reincarnated and you remember everything but he doesn't.

↳ "Beautiful Night" ❥

(request) you write a suicide letter but stop halfway; your boyfriend, seungkwan, finds the letter and immediately goes to find you

↳ "Thrice is Fate" ❥

(request) You never have a consistent schedule when it comes to visiting the cafe. However, you meet a guy in the front of the cafe by chance, but then you meet him again by coincidence. Would you meet him for the third time?

Vernon:

↳ "Sweetest Thing" ❥| "Sweetest Thing 2" ❥

(half-request) he is being tailed by a journalist and reporter and you help him by offering some strawberries...

↳ "Care"

(request) you are not feeling well after surgery and he comes to try and take care of you but you refuse because you don't want to be a bother

↳ "Just Ask"

(request) you two go on a date and you notice that he wants to hold your hand but doesn't (he's been wanting to for the whole day)

Dino:

↳ "LOVE"

(request) Chan likes you like crazy but you don't want to love him because you think of yourself as a burden and you think that he won't like you anymore once he knows you better

↳ "The Arcade Date" ❥

(request) going on a date with your boyfriend, Chan, to the arcade, competitively playing games, and making sweet, fluffy bets

↳ "Significance" | "Significant"

(request) you never really celebrated your birthday, on your birthday one night, you meet a man who is busking and he asks if it is anyone's birthday today (February 11th).

↳ "Promise for Eternity" ❥

(request) Chan on his wedding day with you.

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-serenityseventeen

[saturnsstufff]

Hear me out, imainge Techno raiseing a little girl and she just brings home her first boy friend or something. Techno being Techno just reacts to this in a "hurt her and i'll kick your ass" kinda way.

This idea wont leave my head and I have no idea why.---

Also hope you have a great rest of the weekend!! :D

-🐼😐

Oh my god he would be the best/worst dad ever. Best because he would be so loving and supportive. But worst because he was so terrifying.

Also! Apologies before hand I got a little carried away (I love domestic dad techno, what can I say)

Athena- Technoblade

Warning: none, maybe protective dad Techno?

   When you first had children Techno was pretty hesitant. He wasn't sure if the child would like him or despise him. He also wasn't sure if he would even be a decent father. Of course being his loving and supportive wife, you already knew Techno was utterly amazing with children. So when you announced you were pregnant, you swiftly eased Techno's nerves about fatherhood.

   When your baby was born he cried, he was so over joyed at the sight of your little darling within his arms. Phil, having known the lengths and dangers of pregnancies, was glad that you had safely delivered a healthy baby girl. Almost a exact replica of you to be precise. With little ruby eyes she looked at you both with wonder. Quickly finding comfort with her Mother, Father and Uncle. Techno upon seeing her, knew she would grow to be strong. Whether she choose to be delicate as a flower, or as fierce as a warrior. He would be there to support his little girl. With that said, he only found one name, perfect enough to fit his little darling.

   Athena.

   Like her name foretold, she became a elegant warrior. From a young age she was driven to make her father forever proud. Of course he was naturally proud of her. But that didn't stop her from picking a bow, and sword up to challenge her father.

   When she was a toddler, she found amusement and love for the little things. Athena and Steve had even become inseparable. Her father was gushing over the idea that his daughter had a love for large animals similarly to him.

   Of course you were also close to her. She was your daughter, made of your flesh and blood. While Techno taught her everything about combat, you often shown her the gentle side of things.

   Between You and Techno- and the rather occasional help from Phil- you guys had taught Athena to be fierce, yet gentle and loving. Something you were all very proud of.

   As Athena aged she became rather beautiful, growing to look a lot more like Techno then you first had perceived. With her father's strong gaze and jawline she became a heartbreaker without even knowing it.

   You and Techno both knew she was gentle and loving. But due to Technoblade being her father, many boys and women alike tended to shy away from her. Fearing of upsetting her or her father.

   Techno felt bad at the idea of his daughter being alone. He knew what it was like to be shunned by most people. It wasn't something he wished his little girl to face.

   You, having been the more positive person in the marriage, knew that it would just take time for her to find the right person. Sure enough, you were right.

   Athena had found friendship with a hybrid Ender boy named Nathaniel. Although rather tall he was in fact timid. Athena waisted no time in telling you about her long adventures with Nathan by her side. Soon the name "Nathan" and “Nate” had become a house hold name for your family.

   Of course you had met Nathan occasionally. Having seen him when you would walk with Athena to the nearby village. He was a kind and loving boy towards you, and all those he encountered. When he started bringing Athena flowers, you had more then a well known hunch of where it would lead to. As always, you were indeed right again.

   One morning Athena was a bit restless in her seat at breakfast. While you fed your young toddler, you couldn't help but wonder if she was ok. You were the type of mom to let your children come to you with their issues on their own terms. Figuring to wait until they were comfortable with bringing things up, then being pushed to tell you. It worked with your sixteen year old daughter and your twelve year old son. So you planned to roll with that for your soon two year old son as well.

   Soon enough she did budge. "Mom?" She asked softly. You turned to her, showing she had your full attention. She cleared her throat and poked at her egg a bit. "I invited Nathan over for today... I hope that's ok..." she asked a bit shy. Something was up, but you weren't about to pry.

   "Of course that's ok Thena, he’s your friend" you smiled softly to her wanting her to feel at ease. Her brother narrowed his eyes a bit. You watched your son from the corner of your eye. He knew something. Your middle child took after Techno expression wise. The look he was currently giving his sister, was the same look Techno gave you when he knew you weren't telling the full story. With your youngest in front of you asking for more food, you slowly moved your attention away from the eldest children.

   "Will dad be coming home today?" Your son asked curiously. You herd the bemusement lace his tone. You hummed and put a spoonful of oatmeal into the toddlers mouth.

   "I believe so. Phil and Your Father said they wouldn't be long with the Mansion run" you said looking over to him. With your youngest now almost two Techno started up his usual runs again. When you had a baby in the house he was always hesitant to leave for too long. Of course you always told him you would be fine. Thankfully your children were well behaved and easy to keep track of- that is unless your oldest son felt the urge to annoy his sister of course.

   It was about a little after noon before Techno and Phil had returned home. Your toddler was the first to see them from the window of course. Calling out "daddy" and insisting that you all go out to meet him. With no hesitation you scooped up your baby and wondered out with your kids. Athena was smiling brightly. But you could also tell she was on edge.

   When Techno rode up to the house your toddler was thrashing for him. Only easing up when he was handed to Techno. Your husband had the largest smile as he took his son in his hands. Asking if he was missed. You gave Phil a warm welcoming smile. Hugging him when he dismounted from his horse.

   While you stood by Phil talking about the trip, your youngest children were hugging there father when he came down. Happy to have him home once again.

   Athena, although overjoyed that her dad was home. Found her attention drawn to the young Ender boy approaching from the tree line. The two hugged happily when he met up with her.

   Techno had traded your toddler to Phil. Making room within his arms for you. With your body pressed up to his, you turned your head to give him a warm welcoming kiss. But instead paused to see Nathan and your daughter hugging. Techno, expecting a nice kiss started to pout. But he soon stopped when he saw a unfamiliar boy with his little girl.

   You had previously met Nathaniel, however, Techno has not. He’s only herd about this boy. So he was a bit skeptical.

   Athena didn't hesitate to bring Nathan over to your little family. With Techno and Phil in full armor, you felt a bit bad that shy Nathan had to meet them this way. Your sons stood with Phil, your youngest within his arms. You stood in front of Techno, your husband towering over you with only his hand on your shoulder.

   "Who is this?" Techno asked, his eyebrow slightly raised in question. Athena smiled hesitantly. Nathan quietly looking Techno over.

   "Dad... This is Nathaniel... That boy I always talk about" you smiled warmly at the boy. Saying it was nice to see him again. He gave you a shy, but warm smile in return. Techno's eyes lingered over Nathaniel. Almost summing him up. "Nate.. this is my Dad and Uncle..." she said pointing. Nathan stepped away from Athena's side. Slowly stepping up to you and Techno. With a hesitant arm he held his hand out to Techno for a handshake. When Techno shook Nathan's hand, the size difference was easy to spot. Where Techno had strong calloused hands, Nathans were limber, long, and soft. Easily one of his Enderman traits he possessed.

   Techno didn't make direct eye contact. Having remembered when Ranboo stayed with you two years previously. Ranboo had off hand mentioned making eye contact was seen as a hostile move to Enderman.

   "Its very nice to meet you finally, sir..." Nathan said rather quietly. Techno although on the fence. Didn't choose to try and be intimidating. Instead he kept his normal monotone voice.

   "It's nice to meet you too"

   Nathan ended up staying for dinner that night. Athena and Nathan mostly stuck together, but both were a bit nervous you could tell. But again you didn't push it.

   After dinner Phil took the kids outside for a late night walk. Figuring he would leave you and Techno alone for a bit. Of course you weren't fully alone. Athena and Nathan stuck about. With the two sat together on the couch, Athena ended up falling asleep on Nathans shoulder.

   Well you and Techno talked in the other room at the table, the last person you expected to see was Nathan. He quietly walked in and waited for you two to finish talking before he began. "I... I uhm, have something to ask you s-sir" Nathan began uncertain. You gave him a kind smile and motioned for him to sit.

   When he sat he looked between you two. Mostly looking for reassurance from you so he could address Techno. Techno didn't push, he just calmly waited for the boy to speak. "A..Athena really cares about your opinion... And.. I... I know I want to do this right..." he was stumbling over his words. You could tell he was nervous. Quietly you just told him to take a deep breath. He nodded and did so. Waiting a moment before continuing. "W...with your permission as her Father... Could I please date your daughter?... S-she means the world to me... all I want is her happy..." Nathan was shying away from Techno. Almost expecting him to yell or something.

   Techno watched a bit and thought on his words. Truthfully Techno was proud of this boy. Everyone was terrified to date his daughter, yet a shy Ender boy had purposefully stepped aside to ask him for permission. "I suppose I'll let you..." Techno said slowly. Nathaniel's shoulders visibly relaxed at Techno's words. Of course techno narrowed his eyes after, becoming serious "just know I was your age. If she ends up pregnant anytime soon, I'm coming for you" Techno meant it. Nathaniel went red and swallowed thickly before slowly nodding.

"Y-yes sir...."

[clarawatson]

It Only Takes A Taste (3)

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x [Fem]!Reader (GN pronouns, fem coded stuff, but I’m not sure where this is going as a larger work so we’ll say Fem!reader to be safe) Summary: Jack comes for dinner, I guess. W/C: 2345 Warnings: none yet! A/N: this one got a little long, oopsies. AO3 Where am I in this series? 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 |

The bed had been so warm and comfortable you hadn't wanted to get out, but the thought of seeing Aaron again made your heart grow three sizes. You'd been texting back and forth for the last couple of days, just small awkward stuff. He likes to text emojis. He's precious. Of course he's precious. 

He comes in as you're serving your first customer of the night—a sobbing thirty-year-old man who can't even order his pie without spluttering in tears. Is it favouritism to get excited by Aaron turning up? Yes. Is it worth it? Yes. 

"Hello," you smile. There's a hundred things you could have called him, but he's too cute and your brain doesn't want to work. 

"Hi," he grins back. "Can I have a coffee, please. Here."

"Yes you can." Aaron splits his bill between the counter and the tip jar. "How was your day,  Aaron?" 

"Boring paperwork. Couldn't concentrate."

Concern furrows your eyebrow. "Is something wrong?"

"Huh? No! I kept thinking about seeing you." There's that sunshine smile again. You might even match it yourself. He points to the cake that's still in the display tin. He's in earlier in the night than usual, so there's a lot more range to choose from. "Is that carrot cake?" 

"Sure is. Do you want some?" 

"Please." 

You serve him a slice and let the coffee machine splutter and fight with you. He stabs his cake with his fork and looks like he has an out of body experience the moment the cream cheese icing hits his tongue. That's a face you want to see again under different circumstances.

"Joe?"

"Me! And Joe's recipe. I sort of mixed it together and prayed."

"Then mark me a religious man." Aaron smiles. You can't held but smile back at him.

"It's a bit early for you to be in," you say. It's not an issue, just means you got the earlier shift. Finishing at 1am instead of 7am. Plus, Aaron looks nice in the daytime. Very nice. The afternoon light suits him.

"Didn't have a case," he shrugs. 

You've googled him since getting his business card. “Supervisory Agent Aaron Hotchner, Section Chief of the BAU”. The fuck did that even mean? BAU was the Behavioural Analysis Unit, which was still mainly a mystery, but you think it’s maybe just an over-glorified way of saying ‘they look inside people’s heads and hope for the best���. He’s got a handful of news reports that you’ve practically memorised. 

Okay, that’s a little obsessive. Don’t admit that to him. 

He wasn’t the ‘untouched by darkness’ that you���d thought of him before, his work face held all the darkness his smile did not. You hoped you never had to see the serious man who stood before the cameras. 

“How’s Rita?” Aaron asks. He’s cut the top off his carrot cake, saving it for later. He looks at it longingly every now and then, then he scoops just a little bit of the cream cheese and lets it rest on his tongue.

“She’s good. Restless. She’s happy for the due date to arrive.” She’d also asked you to be the baby’s godparent. Rather forcefully, actually, it had felt a bit strange. That was the only reason you hadn’t jumped at the opportunity. You’d do anything for Rita, but saying yes in that instant would had felt strange. Almost… wrong, maybe.

Aaron knows you’re thinking about it. He puts his fork down and shifts in his chair, waiting for you to continue. He doesn’t fill the silence between the two of you. You think about telling him, but then Lola’s bustling through the door and grabbing her apron.

“Hot stuff, when can I go for a smoke break?” is the first thing Lola says to you. She pulls chewing gum out of her mouth (yes, pulls. She sticks her fingers in her mouth and pulls it out as far as it will go without snapping) and Aaron moves his cake around his plate a bit. Does he not like it? Don’t be silly, he asked for it. Requested it. Whatever. You put his three cookies into a plastic bag and slide it across the counter to him.

“Lola you only just came in.”

“But I want to know,” she whines like she’s a teenager with an after school job, not a thirty-five-year-old woman who works at the diner full time. “Hey, Rita’s been acting weird, right? Is that a pregnancy thing, or?” Lola rubbed her nose on the back of her wrist and sniffs. An action you’re all too familiar with by now, and of course she was doing illegal substances in the bathroom before she started her shift when there’s a legitimate federal agent in the diner.

 “Oh,” Lola says as she looks at Aaron. She looks at you, raises her eyebrows, and nods like she’s impressed. “I take back telling Rita she was a liar." Even without knowing the context of Rita and Lola's conversation, you know Rita had told Lola how pretty/handsome/gorgeous Aaron is. "I’m going to go clean some tables.”

She grabs the cleaning supplies and heads out into the dining area. The door swings open, banging against one of the booths, and you’re immensely glad Lola doesn’t scream 'watch it’ at them. A curly haired blonde woman (gorgeous, mind you) touches Aaron’s shoulder and he sits up straight, smiling, and your heart plummets a little bit. Just the tiniest amount. 

“Jack insisted we switch over here before I go to parent/teacher interviews.” As if on queue, a well mannered, sandy-haired boy sits next to Aaron and grins too much like Aaron. Aaron’s son. You can put two and two together. Profiler or not.

“How was school?” Aaron asks. Jack shrugs.

“It was school.” He learnt that from his dad, there’s no question. 

“Well, in that case. Jack, this is my friend Y/n. Y/n, this is Jack.” Jack extends a hand to shake in greeting and looks really shy about it. You shake it quickly so he doesn’t feel like a kid who’s been roped into doing adult things. There’s a pile of colouring-in pages Joe’s printed off at the local library beneath a cup of crayons that Jack’s eyeing off. 

You grab a sheet and a crayon, raising an eyebrow in invitation as you turn around to Jack. 

“Yes please,” he says, grin growing across his face. “Thank-you.”

“You’re welcome. Wonderful manners.” Jack grins even bigger and you think he, too, might combust just like his dad. Stardust! That’s the movie you were thinking of. When Yvaine sees Tristan she shines, literally, the star inside of her just can’t be contained. That’s Aaron and Jack, and the way they look when they smile. 

Aaron’s sister-in-law looks at you with a cocked head, like a curious cat. Like she’s waiting to pounce. But… curiously pounce. Like she's sussing you out. She extends a hand in greeting.

“Jess. Aaron’s talked about you.”

There’s no response but to look sheepish. This seems to greatly please Jess, who smiles softly and rubs the back of Aaron’s head affectionately. They have a long history together, it’s too familial to be just a relationship born through marriage. 

“I’ll see you later then, Rockstar,” Jess says.

“Bye,” Aaron and Jack say together. Aaron rests his cheek on his hand, watching you as Lola hands you three orders she’s taken while you’ve been talking to Aaron. Jack leans over and whispers to Aaron about his homework (it’s a whisper that belongs on a stage) as you wrestle with the coffee machine. 

It’s been grinding it’s way down to not working for a while now. Ever since you met Aaron, actually. Joe’s said he’s going to fix it, or get a new one, but everyone’s in a state of non-commital until Rita has her baby.You’ve got no idea why, it’s just the way things are. Good luck, maybe? Or luck in general? 

Somehow you get Aaron talking about Shakespeare. It might have been Jack’s doing, to be completely honest, but one moment you’re trying to make the froth… well, froth… and the next you're listening to Aaron talk animatedly about Othello. Jack's young enough to not think his Dad's passion is embarrassing. 

"Have you watched Othello?" Jack asks, a question that Aaron's neglected to ask you. "I'm not old enough to yet." 

"I haven't seen that one yet, but I've seen Much Ado About Nothing."

"Is that the one with the olive gardens?" Jack asks. Aaron frowns, eyes searching for the answer in that big beautiful minds tonight.

"Yes," he says finally. "That was the one with the olive trees."

Jack giggles. "There was kissing in that movie." 

"Lots of it," Aaron agrees. You're not sure you're talking about the same film, but it's cute to see the two of them interact. 

"With the guy who plays Lockhart in the second Harry Potter movie?" You ask. Jack laughs just like his father. It's all light and mirth. He nods in confirmation. 

"His name is Kenneth," Jack says like he's familiar with him. When Aaron smiles, you know Jack's his whole world.

It’s not long before Aaron realised he’d brought Jack in without asking if he wanted anything. The afternoon rush had died down, leaving you in the space between out-of-work and dinner. You make the most chocolate-y hot chocolate you can for Jack when Aaron says he can have one. Well, Jack says the best bit is the froth, so it’s more child-size-hot-chocolate-in-an-adult-mug-full-of-froth. Jack loves it. He slurps at the chocolate, which leaves a giant frothy mustache over his top lip that won’t go away no matter how much he licks at it.

When he’s done you let him come around to the kitchen to wash his face, because no amount of wet napkins is going to fix that mess. Jack can’t reach the sink, so you fashion a step out of old milk and bread crates. Joe gives him cake batter to taste before realising that he actually has no idea who Jack is. Aaron watches from the kitchen door with a smile on his face. You don’t catch it until Jack jumps off the crates and takes your hand, leading you back out. Aaron’s fingers brush your hand as you pass him. Electricity sparks between the two of you that's completely unavoidable. The two of you recoil involuntarily.

Aaron gives you a small smile of apology. You give exactly the same one back. Lola legitimately gasps like she too felt the electricity between the two of you. Surely that was just something that happened in movies? Or in books? That’s not a real thing, right? But Aaron brushes past you again, as if he’s making sure as well, and it’s there again. Only it’s like your whole arm becomes pins and needles, not just a quick lightning spark.

If it’s like that every time you’re with him, your not sure you could even go beyond lusting after him and giving him coffee and meals every now and then. Aaron drops his gaze, then follows Jack to the front of the counter. 

They stay for dinner (because Jack insists, he wants the nachos) but the rush comes early and there’s really not much time to talk to them, so you almost miss them leaving. Almost. You’re serving the angry couple at table three (are they angry at you, or each other? Who knows, you don’t, but they’re taking it out on you) when Jack taps your hip. 

He’s very patient as you finish the order (somehow you figure out what they want between the curse words) and bend down to him. He hands you a folded piece of paper.

“This is for you,” he says. “I did it.” You’re about to unfold it, but he insists that it belongs in your apron pocket until you can look at it with no rush. That’s a kid who knows what it’s like to have a very busy parent. So you tuck it away safely and mess with his hair, which makes him grin from ear to ear.

“See you later!” Jack yells as he runs to Aaron, who’s waving goodbye with a doggy bag full of Jack’s unfinished dinner.and his keys between his fingers. 

“I’ll see you later,” he mouths as the noise in the diner starts to rise. Without thinking you blow him a kiss, which he catches effortlessly and kisses the fist closed around it before slipping out. 

When you get to the kitchen Lola’s already in the midst of teasing you. 

“You like him,” she says with all the confidence in the world. There’s not point denying her, so you just nod. It’s met by a chorus of ‘ooo’s which, to be honest, you really didn’t need. It made the diner feel far too small.

When everything dies down you remember the paper Jack had given you. You wipe the milk and spaghetti sauce off the counter, then make sure it’s dry, and unfold Jack’s page. It’s the generic colouring page Joe’s printed out, but Jack’s tried to make the generic waitress look like you. Well, you if you had purple hair and green skin. It’s a start, you guess, there’s an apology from Aaron on the back. Makes it worth it.

You move a couple of postcards on the corkboard aside and put Jack’s picture there instead. Joe pretends not to notice, but when Lola goes out the back with one of her customers, Joe comes round the front and presses a finger to the page.

“Good kid,” Joe says. He nods a couple of times then turns to you. “You know he and his dad come as a package, right? You fuck up one, you fuck up both.” Joe’s first wife had three kids that weren’t biologically his. He’s still mad at himself for not taking the kids seriously and only turning up for their mom.

“I know,” you say. 

Joe strokes your cheek as he passes and kisses your forehead. It’s all the praise you need. 

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[sweeethinny]

FIC COLLECTION

 First of all, I'd like to say that here are all my fics - at least the ones that I tagged correctly and managed to find - and since there are many, I had to put them all bellow the cut, I hope it gets better this way :) 

The fanfics with ** in front, are fanfics that I wrote recently

HP HEADCANON

HAPPY HOUR - HBP MISSING MOMENTS: One of Hinny's happy hours during HBP (T)

THE LAST MOMENT: What happened the day before Harry left - for the last time - with Dumbledore (M)

CHRISTMAS MAGIC: It's Hinny's first Christmas after the Battle, and they find a different way to celebrate (M) AO3

WHERE’S HARRY AND GINNY? :  Harry and Ginny have spent some time away, so when they finally have time alone, they enjoy it until the last moment. (M) AO3

**LAST NAME:  ‘I will be Mrs. Potter finally. You will no longer be the only Potter in the world. How do you feel about that? Ready to share your last name?’ (T) AO3

LAZY DAY: It's just a lazy day at the Potter house (G) 

**PETITE:  'I read in a gossip newspaper that said that you are too big for me.’ (G)

THROUGH OTHER EYES: We see them... but through other eye (T)

COMFORT: Harry was never hugged or comforted after a nightmare, so when one of the children asks for it, he doesn't quite know what to do. (G)

GREEN EYES: Ginny always wondered what was behind those green eyes. (G)

SUCCUMBING: Harry can't get his beautiful and creative wife out of his mind. (M)

THE FIRST TIME OF THREE: How Harry found out he was going to be a dad. for the first time (G) THE SECOND TIME OF THREE: How Harry found out he would be a father a second time (G) THE THIRD TIME OF THREE:  How Harry found out he would be a father a third time (G) AO3

TELLING THE NEWS: Harry knows that now more than anything, he cannot die, not when he will become a father, and for that, he needs to tell Ron the news (G)

GIN-GIN IS THE BEST: Gin-Gin is the best godmother Teddy could have (T)

THE FIRST POTTER:  The first - of three - Potter babies to be born! (T)

**SKIN: Harry wanted to be able to show Ginny, through his eyes, how beautiful she is, and how all this insecurity with her body after giving birth to James is not necessary. Since he cannot do this, he tries in other ways. (T) AO3

**FEAR: 'Doesn’t it bother you?’ Ginny looked at him. 'Doesn’t it bother you to think that… that the world is so big and everything is so much bigger than James? That we are like two giants to him? Our garden must seem infinite through his eyes.’ (G)

JAMES AND HIS 15TH MONTH BIRTHDAY: Ginny is distraught when she realizes that her son will be 15 months old. The same age when Harry became an orphan (T)

THERE’S STILL A LOT OF SPACE: James Sirius is growing up, and Ginny wonders if there is still room for her, in his heart (G) (FLUFFFFF)

JAMES’S SICK: James is sick, and this is disturbing Harry's peace (G)

**GOLDEN DRESS:  'I feel like today is going to be different,’ Ginny promised, holding Harry’s hand and making him look at her. ‘And maybe we can do everything you wanted to do when you saw me in the gold dress for the first time?’ (T)

DEVIL IN DISGUISE: Ginny talks like an angel, walks like an angel, and acts like an angel. But Harry knows that she is the Devil in Disguise (T)

HARRY'S PROMOTION: “You know that if I’m getting this promotion, it’s thanks to you, don’t you?” (T)

**DISNEY: Draco and Astoria go to Disneyland, and Draco proves to be a man who doesn't like roller coasters (G) AO3

**THE COUPLE OF THE YEAR:  The two were arm in arm, walking in silence like two kings, without even seeming to notice that everyone stopped to watch them pass (G)

HAPPY B-DAY GINNY POTTER:  On Ginny's 39th birthday, she couldn't be happier to be alive. (G)

HARRY’S PENSIEVE: James S. travels through his father's saddest memories (T) (TRIGGERS FOR: DEPRESSION, DEATH, BLOOD, SELF-MUTILATION)

HARRY IT’S SUCH A GOOD FATHER: Harry can’t say no to his children, especially when they are bored (G)

MOM’S ADVICE: James has questions to ask, and who better than his mother to help him? (G) (cofcof my favorite by far cofcof)

BECAUSE IT’S THE GODFATHER’S JOB: Ron has a mission as a godfather, and he couldn't leave his godson helpless (T) PART II

I MUST NOT TELL LIES: Just a normal Potter day, when Lily Luna asked about Harry’s scar (G)

THE WORST / BEST BIRTHDAY: Some things have changed since he was 12 and lived with the Dursleys. Harry now has a family, and birthdays are not so lonely anymore (G) AO3

**INTIMATE PROBLEMS:  ‘Harry.’ Teddy cried when Harry opened the door to their room, still wearing his pajamas and looking sleepy. If it weren’t for the look of panic, he would have thought the boy was sleeping on his feet. ‘My balls hurt.’ (T)

TEDDY IS DISCOVERED: Bill can be an understanding and calm guy ... but that doesn’t include when his daughter is with someone hiding in the room (ted x victorie) (T)

HARRY IS THE BEST FATHER: Moments in the life of James and Harry, where Harry proved to be the best father (T)

STILL INTO YOU:  Some things just  make sense, and even after all this time I'm into you... Baby not a day goes by that I'm not into you (M)

ADVICES: James Sirius makes an urgent call with his father; he needs loving advice. (G) AO3

**MISTLETOE: How could he find his best friend beautiful? How was he capable of that? (G) (James Sirius x OC)

**I’M SORRY:  Mira was one of those fall that was worth it. (G) (James Sirius x OC)

**NO, I DON'T WANNA FALL IN LOVE: James Sirius faces his first broken heart (T) (James Sirius x OC)

**BAD NEWS: 'What happened?’ James asked.'The worst.’ Teddy said. ‘Vic is pregnant’ (T)

**KISSES: It felt so good to kiss him. Mira had already kissed other boys, and girls, but there was something about James that made him much better than everyone else (T) (James Sirius x OC)

JAMES IS DATING part 1 | 2:  “James is dating.” Harry said, no longer holding on to the secret, remembering non-stop the scene of his son kissing the blonde warmly, in the back of their house. (T) AO3

I’M SORRY  (Drastoria with a bit of Potters): Draco would do anything to see his son happy, even to apologize to ... someone. (G) (PART II)

GRADES: They are not at home when the bird arrives with James’ OWL grades.orJames Sirius is concerned about his future and the parents’ reaction to his idea (G) AO3

A PROTECTIVE FATHER: Harry is a concerned father, and when James decides to go to a party, he begins to doubt that that is the best option. (T)

ALBUS CAME OUT - PART I:  Albus has something to say to James. Or, the one where Albus comes out gay to his brother and they have a conversation about it (T)

**BROTHERS: Albus and James' relationship over the years (T)

PLEEEASE?: Lily Luna just wants to be with his older brother and his 'cool' friends. Who could judge her? (G)

**INSECURITIES AND LONELINESS:  Lily faces problems on her first year, problems that Ginny knows very well and knows that she will need to talk about - almost - everything about her own first year. Things are almost never easy in the beginning.(T) AO3

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HP AU

**JUST FRIENDS:  'Have you never been curious to know if you kiss well? Or if kissing a boy is different from kissing a girl?’  (T) (James x Sirius) AO3

EVEN AFTER THE END: They were alive. Right here, with Harry. Even after the end. (T)

IT’S CHRISTMAS!: It's Christmas and Harry can finally win the special gift that James kept so dearly (G)

**MUM: ‘Place your hand in mine,’ Lily said softly, ‘please hold my hand.’ (T) AO3

SIRIUS IS IN LOVE: "Do you always look at others like that?" (G)

NOBODY BUT YOU: For Sirius, at that moment, nothing the world exists but Hestia (M) 

ALL ABOUT LOVE (SIRIUS X HESTIA): Sirius is this guy that everyone thinks kisses everyone, when in fact he is much more reserved and is afraid to connect with people. But then, when he starts going out with Hestia, he feels the happiest guy for the first time in ages (T)

DRUNK IN LOVE: ‘’I’m going to declare myself to her!’’ “You are drunk!”  “Is there a better time than now?’’ (Jily + Sirius x Hestia) (T)

**ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS:  'I was the one who told him to be the secret keeper.’ Sirius sighed, his eyes watering, hugging her back and this time he hid his face in her chest. 'If they had died… Because of me.’ (Hestia x Sirius) (M)

BETTER THAN FIREWHISKY: What if Harry had realized that he loved Ginny in book five? (T)

FINALLY ALONE:  ’You’re a big mama’s boy, aren’t you?“ She laughed. ‘’Lily taught you the rules well, thankfully you have me and I’m more than willing to distort you.’ (T)

TRICK OR TREAT, SWEETIE? : Halloween Special - Hinny faces a very unusual - and scary - situation on the night of the 31st (T)

WE WERE LISTENING TO THE WEEKND AND I HAD TO ASK YOU TO MARRY ME: There are things that need to be said at that moment (T)

**THE NUTCRACKER: All Harry wanted to do was take his daughter to watch The Nutcracker, but he didn't expect one of the dancers to mess with him so much. (T) AO3 

**BOSS’S SON: Ginny is an auror in training, with few hours of fun in her schedule, but when one night she decides to go to a guy’s house and enjoy her youth, she is surprised by the discovery that she had sex with her boss’s son (T) AO3

**HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LILY!:  Happy birthday to the woman who deserves all the happiness in the world. And for that, here’s an au where Jily lives, and Lily can celebrate her 61st birthday with her grandchildren and the whole family (G) (FLUUUUUF)

** HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PRONGS!: ‘Now who’s the old here?’ ‘It’s still you, Lils, you’re older than me… I’m like wine, every year better.’ Happy birthday my boy! (G) 

REPUTATION:  Harry and Ginny don't have the best reputations, which is exactly why the two get along so well. (M)

AO3 | 1 |  2 |  3 |  4 | 5 | 6 | 7

YOU’RE THE RIGHT ONE:  James discovers that some friendships can be something more. He just doesn't know how to handle it all.  (next gen hp) (M) AO3 | 1 | 2 |

A LITTLE PARTY NEVER KILLED NOBODY:  Harry would let her end her life without even complaining (T)

EASY:  “Easy” by Camilla Cabelo (T) PART II (T)

THE ONE:  Because when Harry realizes that Ginny is The One, he needs to do something about it. Even if it is risky, because his godfather always alerts him; “What is a life without a little risk?” (T) 1 | 2

THE DUKE:  Some time ago a prophecy was made, one that said about two powerful and strong souls who would be able to defeat even the strongest of wizards, bringing peace that the Wizarding World has not seen for centuries. But for that to happen, they would have to be entwined through marriage. Everything was going well, the children were born healthy and were promised to each other, until one of them was kidnapped. (M) AO3 | FF.NET. | SIYE | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | **8

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JILYTOBER

JILYTOBER: Trapped in a broom closet (T)

JILYTOBER: Lily denying she fancies James (T)

JILYTOBER: Jily first kiss (T) (part two of the prompt where Lily denying she likes James)

JILYTOBER: At a Quidditch Match (G)

JILYTOBER: [text] [2AM] “I’m here. Come outside” (M for just a small detail that no longer has T)

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PROMPT

PROMPT JILY:  With your fantastic ability to get into trouble, it doesn’t shock me to find you here (T)

PROMPT JILY:  This is a shitty idea, do you want my help? (G)

PROMPT JILY: I want more than all of this, I want longer than forever with you. I just wanna love you. And take you on dates. And fuck you. And hug you (T)

PROMPT JILY: Simply Jily Muggle, and big declarations of love - and a runaway bride (G)

PROMPT JILY:  Banana pancakes by jack johnson (G)

PROMPT JILY:  Just… just talk to me. Please (T)

PROMPT ROMIONE: Sleep, I promise tomorrow will be better (G)

PROMPT SIRIUS x HESTIA:  Hestia realizes there’s more to Sirius than just a bad boy image (T)

PROMPT SIRIUS X HESTIA: Sirius/ Hestia as a couple in hogwarts (T)

PROMPT SIRIUS x HESTIA: Sirius and Hestia during the years at Hogwarts (T)

**PROMPT SIRIUS X HESTA: Closing his eyes and hiding under the cover like a child, Sirius allowed himself to be miserable. It was horrible to like someone, he thought, he would rather die than have to feel it again. (T)

PROMPT HINNY:  I actually wanted to get your number…(G)

PROMPT HINNY: Do you always stare at others like that? (T)

PROMPT HINNY:  A new caffe has been opened near his house and Harry is besotted with the red headed barista (T)

PROMPT HINNY:  Ginny thinks they’re doing a great job keeping their house plants alive but actually, Harry has secretly replaced them with identical-looking fake plants so Ginny can’t kill them (G)

PROMPT HINNY: Kissing in a vehicle for lust (T) (with mild mentions of sex)

PROMPT HINNY:  This is definitely not my most attractive moment, but I promise I really am fit (M)

PROMPT HINNY:  (plus Romione) Let me explain. I was bored and you left me alone. (G)

PROMPT HINNY:  What Ginny would smell in her Amortentia. (G)

PROMPT HINNY:  Ootp Sirius accidentally stumbles upon Harry and Ginny talking and accidentally thinking that it’s Lily and James (G)

PROMPT HINNY:  Harry and Ginny come into the common room after quidditch practice and Ginny’s trying to make a bet with Harry that she can do a certain trick/trickshot in their next quidditch match (G)

PROMPT HINNY:  Lily, James and Sirius react to hinny first kiss in the after life (G) 

PROMPT HINNY/JILY:  Hinny in an au where Jily and Sirius are alive (T)

PROMPT HINNY:  Cho being jealous of Hinny in 6th year (G)

PROMPT HINNY: Ginny being jealous of Cho in 6th year (G)

PROMPT HINNY: How far did Harry and Ginny go in Half Blood prince? (M)

PROMPT HINNY: Harry and Ginny talk about their relationship after the Battle of Hogwarts (M)

PROMPT HINNY: Harry watching Ginny’s first league match (G)

PROMPT HINNY:  Kissing in the rain after a declaration of love (G)

PROMPT HINNY:  Jily were alive and James finding out that his daughter in law got a contract to be a professional quidditch player (T)

PROMPT HINNY:  Please don’t die … If you die, I swear I will hunt you down in hell and bring you back (M) (For reasons of having description of blood and injuries)

PROMPT HINNY:  Ginny was a woman who kept her cool, at least most of the time, but sometimes her Weasley blood boiled like a bubbling cauldron, and when that happened, she felt out of control and took the least rational attitude of all time. And that was how Petunia was attacked by a Bat-Bogey Hex as soon as she opened the door to the house. (G)

PROMPT HINNY:  If you’ll excuse me, I’ll get my drink and leave you alone in your bad mood. I’m sure you’ll find someone better than me /  you have 5 seconds to get off me (T)

PROMPT HINNY:  Hinny kissing in a bar because they missing each other (T)

PROMPT HINNY:  Harry winning Witch Weekly’s sexiest wizard alive (T)

PROMPT HINNY:  The first time Harry is called dad (G) (fluffffffff)

PROMPT HINNY:  Hinny taking 6 years old teddy to a Disneyland (G) (highly fluff)

PROMPT HINNY: Hinny and Teddy wearing matching costumes on Halloween (G)

PROMPT HINNY: Ginny's last days pregnant (G)

**PROMPT HINNY: Ron watches Harry and Ginny being new parents (G)

PROMPT HINNY:  Harry and Ginny enroll their kids into a muggle Primary school the kids have a science fair, Harry helps them with it, Ginny and Arthur just being embarrassing muggle fanatics (G)

PROMPT HINNY:  Have you ever died? I did a few times, it was actually quiet painful but you know what they say, no pain, no gain. (G)

**PROMPT HINNY:  He and Harry had a fight last week... James said he didn’t like him anymore.’’ Ginny looked at her mother, looking a little sadder now. ‘’Harry cried.’ (G)

PROMPT HINNY: You’re safe now. I’m with you (T)

PROMPT HINNY:  Hinny dropping off James Sirius for his first year at Hogwarts (G)

PROMPT HINNY:  The boys and their dad vs Ginny and little Luna over having a sleepover with her guy friends (G) 

PROMPT HINNY: Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are? (T)

PROMPT HINNY: Dudley reviewing Harry - now, with his own family - for the first time in a few years (G) PART II 

PROMPT HINNY: Blaise's son and Lily Luna start to date, and the Potter family doesn't handle the news very well (G)

PROMPT DRASTORIA:  Death bed (coffee for your head) by Powfu for Drastoria (T)

[wssebastian]

well , well , well . . . would you look at what the cat dragged in ! ╰(◡‿◡✿╰)  umm quick story i was here a v short time before with the always lovely oh haeil c: i loved him sm but i’m sure no one even remembers him atp HAHA anywho life got wayyy too crazy but i’m in a much better place now !! so i’d like to reintroduce myself - i’m jada and it’s very nice to meet you all !! i’m coming to you with a muuuch different muse, sebastian kang , meta’s walking , drumming . . . trainwreck ! despite him being a p messy muse , i put a lot of time into him so i hope u enjoy !! i have some lovely friends here and i’m so excited to be back, so pls like this if you’d like to plot !! otherwiiiise here’s my profile , plots page, bio , and below you can find trivia !! pheeew lot of words so sorry but let’s get to it !!

background !!

just a general note i did a lot of freewriting for him before creating him officially, so some of that will be copied from the free write <33 i’m saying this bc if you see something written overly casual / conversational ,,, you’ll know why besties lol

born in auckland, new zealand, into an older family who had no kids. both his parents were engineers who didn’t feel they had time for kids, couldn’t get pregnant so kinda gave up ? until v late into their careers when they v shockingly got pregnant, mom was a whole 45 when sebastian was born and dad was a whole 50 !!!

he was seen as a legitimate miracle baby, his parents thought he was a precious child who couldn’t be harmed by society ! which i get but like .... ok they took it too far lol. it wasn’t even that bad until one day sebastian thought it’d be a great idea to chase a fucking balloon into the bird exhibit at the zoo, got lost on his way there, and boy his parents FLIPPED

his mom especially paaanicked, he was lost for hours bc he hid & they thought they’d loss their precious son forever. she literally took him and never has really been the same since, vowed since that day she would homeschool and well … she did !

so sebastian was raised homeschooled & pretty isolated which is … eh. like if a kid would talk to baby him they’d lowkey be like “wtf are u talking about??” bc he was constantly between talking like a kid tv show character and a boomer because tbh those were his only influences growing up

sidenote to all my homeschooled gang pls i know all our parents were not like this LMAO i am aware as i was homeschooled for a while however the kangs are a ... special case

sebastian’s dad only has partial hearing in his left ear , so he grew up bilingual in english & new zealand sign language as it’s how he primarily communicates when at home w his father. his first exposure to music was actually through him tho, as his dad and mom both loved funk rock of the 70′s & 80′s. his dad would always say that he loved despite being hard of hearing, he loved he could still feel  the instruments in his chest and that really stuck w sebastian from then on !!

his parents felt kinda bad for not having him in school tho so they did let him try out all different types of lessons, so growing up picked up hobbies such as gardening, baking, origami, etc. but the main ones that stuck were writing and drum lessons ! fun fact his parents only let him play drums once thinking it wouldn’t stick but kinda hated it did, from then on he begged and begged for a chance to play and they kinda just looked at him LMAO. yeahhh it took him a whole year but he finally got his first drum set and was hooked !! named his drum set mila after his celebrity crush mila kunis omg ....

anywho time skip he felt really detatched from korean culture, spoke baaaare minimum korean only to like, wish his grandma happy chuseok. so at around 16 he started gaining an interest in his culture ?? and around the same time he got into online video games bc well ... it made him feel like he had friends ? u know how this story goes, meta meets and decides to meet in person !!

but well before flying out to korea him & his parents had a huuuge fight. they were against the idea of him going out on his own, but he was an adult now so he was v stubborn !! they had a huge falling out and it caused a v uncomfy rift for a vlong time they’re just recently getting over 

also funny story - the whole time sebastian was playing video games w meta online he felt pressured to be some mysterious foreigner even tho literally no one asked ?? but the second they met in person he was socially awkward 2000x and it was pretty obvious he was fronting ?? long story short meta saw through his shit p easily and it took a loooong glow up process for him to actually be charismatic , like he is now !

personality

ok phew. onto the fun stuff !! now sebastian has quite literally did a complete 180 compared to his younger self.  he often jokes that he was a born charmer who was raised by the wrong family. bc the second he was out of his parent’s grasp he flourished socially. 

nowadays his korean i would say is upper advanced. from the time he started meeting meta online to around 2018 he went SUPER hard trying to learn, and obv he learns by speaking it everyday. but after that he kind of took a more casual learning approach? he can convey most everything he wants to say but if it’s something that’s a little deeper sometimes it takes him a second to rearrange the sentence in his head and it really frustrates him. if u tell him a korean metaphor or like bigger word not used in common convo he might just kinda . . . blink at u HAHA

looooves meta. no,  i mean he looooooves meta. he feels so incredibly lucky to be in a band as he NEVER would’ve thought it was possible, they were honestly his first real friends so being able to make a career out of making good music w them ?? he’s honestly still in amazement today.

idk what was in that hongdae air but those first years in meta made him have a whole vibe switch ?? he let his hair grow out, took a lot of inspiration from hongdae street styles, and had a looot of practice talking to pretty people in clubs. he also got his first tattoos ! he felt like he had to play catch up on all those years he was just cooped up at home, so quite literally went c r a z y w the partying after a while.

i’m ngl he probably has a very real fear he got some random girl pregnant in seoul and she’s just waiting on meta to get bigger before dropping the news LMAOAOAO

the funny thing is basically since he arrived he’s been branded the “sexy foreigner” or something LMAO, and it’s p laughable to the rest of his members when they know how he used to be. like he’s charming now yes but there’s no denying he was iiincredibly awk to start off with. visibly cringes if they mention any old blackmail

ok but here’s where he gets a little messier. over the past few years fame has really been getting to his head ? meta isn’t even as big as some groups but truthfully sebastian already thinks he’s the shit and will say it out loud too ?? too many pretty people told him he was pretty too, now he’s honestly cocky and is starting to develop the mindset he “deserves” his lifestyle bc of his fame ?? yo meta PLSSSS actively humble tf out of this man !! he really needs it bc it’s just getting progressively worse

also alongside this, bc he’s in a band and not a traditional idol group he’s kinda developed this superiority complex ?? feels meta is “real music” or whatever so he can sometimes come off as a bit pretentious to traditional idols, esp the younger ones ?? though the more time he spends in wishbone the less he feels this is true, he’s slowly gaining respect after learning how brutal training is

ok but that brings me to ladybug. maaaan he loves ladybug. in fact when it comes to girls he is v much so the likes powerful woman who look like they can step on him vibe ?? lowkey a milf stan too ?? LMAO pls forgive me i’m just the messenger ok. all i’m trying to say is sebastian talks a lot of shit but somehow knows every line of ddd .... hmmm ??

ok i didn’t know where else to put this but people call him both sebastian and ian ?? you’ll prob mainly see me use sebastian for writing purposes, but irl the usage is 50 / 50 ? his parents & long-term friends mainly call him sebastian, tho his newer friends or the ones who just like ian call him ian ?? do what u want he has no preference !

u know i’m really grateful for jaewon being his fc because they literally take photos the EXACT same way ?? like his stans probably are on twt begging for just one normal photo bc everything he posts looks like this, this, this, or this LMAO ?? what can he say he likes a good blurry aesthetic !!

( smoking, drug & drinking tw ) he’s a drinker & smoker, as well as stamped off a v wide range of substances ? he wouldn’t say he has an addiction to anything but nicotine though. he started off with regular cigarettes but has ben transitioning to vaping recently. wishes he could at least smoke less but at this time doesn’t have much hope to do so

bc he didn't grow up in korea age heirarchy doesn’t really make sense to him ? he feels respect has to be earned, which can sometime create some drama ?? he’s not too afraid to challenge older ideas if he disagrees, but on that same token if they’ve done something impressive he has no problem giving respect to younger people ?

his concept isn’t too far off from his real persona ?? except in the public his flirty side is less nsfw player, more attainable charmer ?? despite not having a lot of action on stages, when interacting w fans he has a lot of fun teasing them within reason and has that whole “i’m your idol boyfriend” thing going on ?? frequently “marries” fans and likes to make them shy ! probably has had to be told to tone it down LMAO

on that note he also loves variety bc he loves to let people see a side of him they couldn’t through music, has no problem speaking up for quieter members if they don’t wanna talk ?? the kind of member to put the group tea on BLAST tho LMAO, think the whole seventeen insomnia-zero episode ???? like sir SHUT UP UR GONNA GET US FIRED

because he craves affection he’s constantly flirting and in situationships / hookup culture, but bc he’s a free spirit rn he doesn’t wanna be tied down ?? so u get ... a v flirty man who will give u everythig u need physically but will RUN at the sign of commitment

loooves the drums omg he’s on a whole different level on stage. uhh he can’t stop breaking drum sticks tho LMAO ! anyways his personal drum set is still named mila, except the one in korea is called mila 2.0 ? y’all i know he’s embarrassing let’s not ... anyways despite usually being in the back he has a lot of fun w his facial expressions, occasional solos, and just rocking w the songs bc he honestly loves their discography ?? is this me projecting the inner day6 stan in me listening to wanna go back as we speak ?? .....

music-wise, still v into funk rock ! but nowadays he prefers actually listening to hip hop & experimental pop ? but he’s still v much a fan of rock in general, and it’s his favorite kind of music to actually perform

career-wise, he’s pretty satisfied rn ! he honestly preferred the early days bc it was all so new and he had more freedom. but he can’t help but acknowledge how good of a deal they got, maintaining creative freedom while gaining financial security ?? he really loves songwriting, so hopes to do that even more, as well as mcing in the future !!

i think that’s all !! this is so much i know but i doubt i’m finished i’ll probably still add more LOLL. if u got this far tho seriously you’re an angel i’m so impressed thank u for listening to my rambling and giving sebastian a fair chance <33

[patchworkpuzzle]

pairing: Inasa x f!reader (and some Midnight x Aizawa)

word count: 21.8k genre: Fantasy AU, Fairy Tale AU

warnings: some depictions of violence and brief descriptions of sexual acts and activities (So 18+ please, just to be safe...)

notes: Hello there! This is my first fic that I ever posted here, sorry it’s so long! I got carried away trying to make it as close to the material as possible. It is very heavily inspired by the Disney’s version of the fairy tale, so it hits the same sort of story beats as the movie. But I do hope you enjoy this, and please don’t be shy to give me feedback! I promise I don’t bite! summary: After the beautiful (Name) is born into royalty, everyone gathers to celebrate; until an unwanted guest appears, the evil fairy Midnight. She curses the young princess and announces that she will die by pricking her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel before sunset on her 18th birthday. Fortunately, one of the good fairies, Mei changes the spell so the princess will fall into a deep sleep instead, and the only way to wake her from her sleep is true love's kiss. ______________________________________________________________ In a faraway land, long ago, there lived a kind King and his fair Queen. They fell in love, in its purest forms, and wanted a family to help spread that love along for years to come. They longed for a child and at last their wish was granted. A daughter had been born, and they named her (Name). Yes, they named her after the happiness they felt when they first knew she was to arrive. A great holiday was proclaimed throughout the land on the day she was born, so that all the people, of both high and low estate, could pay homage to the infant Princess. And our story begins on that most joyous day.

Fondly the Monarchs, met with the King and Queen of their neighboring kingdom. Who brought with them their son, Prince Inasa, in hopes that one day these two young children will unite their kingdoms together. As they were betrothed, though they were too young still to understand what that could ever mean. And so, the young boy stood, barely able to peer into her bassinette, as he gazed unknowingly at his future bride.

An announcer broke the quiet and peaceful atmosphere within the hall, announcing that the good fairies had finally arrived. Causing excitement to buzz all throughout the room, as only good fortune would come. The magic and beauty that would be brought by these creatures was deemed legendary, and only few of high standing were ever able to be given gifts from them. A high honor indeed was bestowed upon the King and Queen when the fairies accepted their gracious invitation to such a monumental event, and it was clear they were willing to pay them back in kind. The young babe was to be blessed indeed.

“The most honored and exalted excellencies, the three good fairies. Mistress Mina, Mistress Nejire, and Mistress Mei!”

With grace and elegance, they three fairies bowed at the foot of the thrones, before a lighthearted chuckle released them from such a position.

“My good friends, no need for such formality on such a joyous day!” King Haru smiled, “Please, I welcome you humbly and graciously. Besides, it is my daughter you are meant to meet, not I!”

The fairies, not wasting another moment on formality dashed past to where the King and Queen sat and over to where to young Princess laid. Unable to contain their excitement as the cooed over the child. ‘Oh, what a precious darling!’ one had said. ‘How sweet she is! Has her mother’s looks’ another flattered. ‘Oh, how blessed she shall be! With gifts from us three!’ the last had declared. And with each a flick of their wrists, a wand appeared in their hands. As two floated away to allow the first fairy, Mina, to bless the child with a gift of her choice.

“The gift of mine is one of beauty rare, that no other will ever compare. Lips that will shame the reddest of rose. She will walk with springtime, wherever she goes.”

With a flourish of her hand and a smile brightly plastered on her face, a pink ball of light appeared at the end of her wand. Gently she placed it over the child’s face and allowed the bright light to absorb into the child’s skin. Waiting until the glow had subsided the second fairy then moved into the place of the first. This one, Nejire, seemed to be unable to hold in her excitement as she fluttered herself around the bassinette. Her wand already containing a blue light that seemed ready to jump away from it at any moment as she recited her gift.

“Small, sweet princess, my gift to you is of song! Melody her whole life long. The morning dove’s her troubadour, brining nothing but sweet serenade, to her door!”

The blue light then shot from her wand, like a bird it flew around the room as it sung a sweet tune before landing into the chest of the young babe. Nesting itself gently until the light no longer seemed to exist. The third fairy, Mei, stepping forth to slow the blue one down, then moved to stand in her place.

Raising her wand proudly, she then started to proclaim what her gift would be “Gentle Princess, my gift shall be –“

Before she was able to say another word a cold gust of wind rushed throughout the room. The chill caused the three fairies to hover over the child, and for the King and Queen to stand from their spots on their thrones. Looking towards the main entrance of that of the great hall they all were celebrating in that day. The sky, once so bright and blue, darkened as thunderous filled clouds covered its hue. Lightning thrusted out from once the sun stood and sparked the ground wherever it saw fit. This was a clear and dreaded sign of only one being. And as the door flung open by an unseen force, the purple smoke the arose from the ground made it certain who it could be. All in attendance watched with dread as a being of fine curves and beautiful dark hair started to take shape. It was the dark fairy Midnight, and the King held onto the Queen tightly as their breaths caught in their throats.

“Gods, its Midnight!” Nejire exclaimed, though her words hushed by the hand of Mina

“What could she be doing here?” Mei scoffed, trying to shrug off the hand of Mina’s that was tugging her closer to them.

“Shhh! Be quiet!” Mina urged as the tall and looming figure made its way further into the room.

“Well, well” her sultry voice echoed throughout the quiet room “quite the glittering and glamorous assemblage you have brought here today, my King. Royalty, the nobility, and even the peasants! How quaint!” she walked leisurely around the room, her eyes watching those with feigned interest before stopping herself in front of the steps of the King and Queen.

“I was really quite distressed at not receiving an invitation!” Midnight pouted, she leaned forward on her staff, her cleavage on full display to the those at the throne. It caused the King to avert his eyes in embarrassment and the Queen’s to narrow in anger. It caused Midnight to smirk as she made her way to where the other fairies where; to where the Princess laid. Making sure to sway her hips is mocking of the Queen.

“You weren’t wanted.” Mei spoke before she really though of it. The other two fairies quickly pulling her closer to them as Midnight’s gaze now laid upon them

“Not wanted?” Midnight gasped “Oh dear, what an awkward situation! I had hoped it was merely an oversight of some kind.” She looked back over to where the King and Queen stood, though she leaned her body closer to where the Princess laid. Her eyes burned as she looked into the eyes of the King “It is an oversight, right?”

The Queen broke free from her husbands grasp and marched quickly to where the fairies were. Blocking Midnight’s way as she picked up her child and held her tightly in her arms “You weren’t wanted.” The Queen repeated, her tone felt like knives through skin.

“Oh truly?” Midnight smirked, almost feeding off of the malicious energy as she turned away from the Queen “Well, in that event, it would be best if I were on my way.”

“You are not offended, your excellency?” the King asked, eyes pleaded that what he said was the truth.

“Why no, your majesty.” Midnight smiled, the smirk on her face turning into a vicious grin “And to show you I bear no ill will, I will also bestow a gift to your child.” She stomped her staff upon the ground, causing it to shake and allow bright purple smoke to fill the air around her.

“Listen well, all of you. The princess shall indeed grow in grace and beauty. She will be beloved by all who know her.” Her smile faded and was replaced by a scowl, her eyes turning dark as she continued “But before the sun sets on her 18th birthday, she will prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel and die!”

She held her staff up in the air, and a wave of it caused a bright light to fill the room, solidifying the cruel gift. The smoke grew more abundant as her cruel laughter filled, and echoed, throughout the room. Feeding off of the distress and cries of anguish the King, Queen, and fairies gave out. She gave one last smile and wink to the royalty that stood before her before she disappeared. The room and the skies above them returning to their original state as if she were never there to begin with.

The Queen sobbed, holding even more tightly to the child in her arms., as she crumbled to the floor. The King followed, wrapping his arms around his fair wife and new child. The fairies approached carefully to the young family, sorrow in their eyes.

Nejire, ever the one to comfort was the first to speak. “Please do no despair. Mei still has her gift to give.”

“But will that gift spare my child of this curse?” the King asked above the sobs of his wife

“Oh no, sire.’ replied Mina “A fairy’s gift can never be taken back or replaced. Especially not a gift from one as powerful as Midnight.”

“But I can help!” Mei exclaimed, her wand at the ready “Sweet little one, if through this wicked witched trick, a spindle should your finger prick. A ray of hope may still be within this. The gift I give to you is not that of death, but just in sleep the fateful prophecy you will keep. And from this slumber you shall wake, if only by true love’s kiss. For true love shall be the only thing to conquer all.”

A small wave of her hand, and a bright yellow light emerged and encased the child in its glow. Sobs rang even louder within the room, as the King and Queen mourned their loss. That no matter how strong the last gift will be, eternal slumber is still a fate no one will ever wish to have. Least of all a fate for a child. A joyous, beautiful day was now ruined by one simple gift.

                                                               * * *

Ever fearful for their child’s safety a law was decreed that every spinning within the kingdom should, on that very day, be burnt. And so, it was done. But it was still not enough to ease the worry in their hearts. With much reluctance, the King and Queen gave their child over to the three fairies. The only beings able to protect their child from any harm, and to keep her safe away from prying eyes. The King and his Queen watched with heavy hearts as their most precious and prized possession, their only child, disappear into the night. Never to know where she will go and grow up. Never to see her take her first steps or say her first words. For it was only if all were unknown to who she was, the safer she would be.

“A run-down cottage, you think they would have accommodated us better…” Mina mumbled, as she started to unpack the small wagon they were given “Especially seeing as we now have to live in the middle of nowhere! And without our magic!”

“It’s not so bad!” Nejire interjected, bouncing the baby in her arms gently “Beautiful nature all around us! A cozy home to keep us warm and happy at night. A sweet creature we get to watch grow. What is there really to complain about?”

“Yeah! Besides, I can fix this place up in no time at all! Even without my magic!” Mei exclaimed, rolling up the sleeves of her now modest dress, “Just you wait, this place will become beautiful again!”

Mina rolled her eyes at her fellow companions’ excitement. They may be ready to forget the dreariness and dread of the events that lead them to where they are now, but Mina could not. How can they be truly happy with having to give up the one thing that made them whole? Magic was the only thing that separated a human from a fairy, and now it was gone. All the glamor and glitter that once was apart of her very being, gone. Now she was to wear crudely made clothing that felt uncomfortable on her skin, and to deal with sore feet as was now forced to walk everywhere. But, as she watched her friends scurry around with laughter and smiles, she couldn’t help but think that it could all be worth it in the end. Besides, it was about time they had a break from the world.

And so, for eighteen long years the whereabouts of the princess remained a mystery. While deep in the forest, in a small cottage, the good fairies carried out their well-laid plan. Living like mortals, they had raised the child as their own.

Though happy for the fairies and the young child they raised, it was not so happy in the kingdom. The years were sad and lonely for the King and his beautiful Queen. But the time for the princesses eighteenth birthday was drawing near, and the entire kingdom began to rejoice the return of the lost princess. Preparations were underway to hold the largest gathering and celebration the kingdom will have ever seen. Invitations had even been sent out to all kingdoms, far and wide, to come join them on this marvelous day, no matter your station. For everyone knew that as long as in Midnight’s domain, the forbidden mountains, thundered with her wrath and frustration, it could only mean that her evil prophecy had not yet been fulfilled.

Midnight sat within her castle, upon her throne, as she watched out the window at all the valleys and peaks that stood beyond it. Slowly she caressed the head of her staff absentmindedly as she filled her head with thoughts that were fleeting. Her minions cowered below her, awaiting her wrath that was sure to come at any moment.

“It’s truly incredible,” she finally spoke out, though to no one in particular “eighteen years and not one trace of her. Almost as if she vanished into thin air. But we all know that’s not the case, do we?”

She finally turned her gaze downwards, eyes meeting one unlucky minion as he was pushed ahead of the rest. He trembled before her; eyes forever downcast as he refused to meet her piercing gaze. “N-no, not the case at all, your excellency.”

“And you’re sure you searched everywhere?”

“Y-yes, anywhere! We all ...”

“But what of the towns, the forests, the mountains?”

“Yes, your excellency! We searched mountains, forests, and houses, and let me see, in all the cradles.”

“Cradle?” Midnight asked, her tone turn less boresome as she narrowed her gaze on the one that stood before her, almost encouraging him to continue to speak.

“Yes, every cradle. We searched them all!”

This caused Midnight to throw her head back, a single dry laugh passed her lips “Cradle? Did you hear that, pet?” she called out, eyes now focused on a dark looming figure that stood past the group of minions before her. “All these years, they’ve been looking for a baby!”

The laughter that came from her was melodious, filling the quite air with a beautiful tune that the minions before her could not help but join in. No longer afraid of ensuing her wrath. Though, before all in the room could join in, it stopped, and the sky turn even darker around them

“Idiots!” Midnight screeched, raising herself to stand as lightning sparked around her “Fools! Imbeciles! You creatures have disappointed me for the last time!”

Lightning flew away from her and towards the group, pushing them further and further from the throne and the women that stood there. All scrambling to get away from the white-hot fire that would surely cause them pain. Though none made it out of the room. None made it away to some sort of safety. Midnight’s wrath came down upon them in a wall of hellfire and flame, leaving nothing behind but ash and dust.

“Oh, they’re hopeless. A true disgrace to the forces of evil. Why can’t I have someone who is competent? Other than you, of course.” she turned and smiled to the shadow, “You may be my last hope, Aizawa.”

The shadow stepped forward towards her and revealed a handsome man. A man who has been with Midnight since she started becoming the mistress of all that is evil. Always in the shadows to give quiet advice, to keep her company, and to do what needed to be done when all else had failed her. Midnight gave him her usual sultry smile as she brought up a hand to cup his face. He leaned into her touch, enjoying the warmth she was providing.

“Go, pet. Circle far and wide. Search for a maiden of eighteen with eyes that sparkle like the sun and lips red as roses. Go, please do not fail me.”

Aizawa only nodded, his gaze telling her more than words ever could. He stepped back from her warmth and with a flick of her wrist purple smoke engulfed him. When it disappeared a raven, flapping its wings, was in his place. With a nod of its tiny head, it turned to soar out the window. Starting his search on the far reaches of the kingdom, where only few ever go.

                                                             * * *  

The years passed by much more quickly than any of the fairies had ever thought it would. They raised (Name) as best as they could, and they could not have asked for a sweeter child to raise. Mina taught her how to dress and always made her beautiful dresses to wear. Nejire taught her how to garden, to enjoy the presence of the nature around them, and to sing beautiful tunes for the birds in the sky to sing along to. Mei taught her to always be resourceful, and to always help. There could never be too many hands helping her fix something, now could they?

Though it was not always easy. As (Name) grew older, she become more aware of the world around her, began to question things more and more. Why can’t I go with you to the marketplace? She would ask, only to be told that it was a two-person journey. Well, why can’t I be one of the two that go? She would counter, only to be told that it would be far too tiring for a young girl such as herself. Why don’t I have any friends like those in the storybooks I read? She dolefully questioned, only to be reminded that those of her three aunts were all the friends she would ever want or need. Why does it seem like I am the only one that ages? She would tease, only to be met with laughter as the three always had a hard time trying to explain that question away. Explaining agelessness would open a door that would surely lead to her finding out of the dreaded curse, and they didn’t want that. And they certainly had been quiet these past few days as they tired to prepare a small celebration for her upcoming birthday.

What is being in love like?

The heard her wistfully ask as she sat and spooned at the bowl of porridge in front her. Seemingly filling her head with daydreams instead of paying attention to her meal. Ignoring her three aunts as they shuffled about, trying to carefully hide the gifts and craft supplies they had acquired.

“What are you dreaming about?” Nejire asked, taking away the bowl from the girl as she clearly was no longer eating.

“Well surely one of you must know!” (Name) enquired, leaning her body against the table “You’re older than I am, experienced more than I! I’m positive one of you has some idea on what it’s like!”

“Why are you so interested, all of a sudden?” Mina teased, walking past her to ruffle her hair ��Reading too many romances?”

(Name) gently knocked her hand away, turning her head to hide her now scarlet cheeks from her teasing aunt “W-well maybe! And what of it?”

“I swear if you spent as much time helping us out instead of daydreaming about all those fantasies in your stories, we would have fixed this stupid sink by now!” Mei grumbled from her position under the sink, trying her best to seem like she was fixing it instead of hiding things.

“I keep offering to help, and you keep shooing me away!” (Name) giggled, “besides, you all have been encouraging me to do so. These last few days you all have been trying to get me out of your hair. It’s almost as if you’re planning something.”

They all froze in the middle of what they were doing, their tense shoulders hiding nothing. It caused (Name) to laugh. She had caught them trying to hide something from her. Though this certainly was not the first time this had happened, and she was sure this would not be the last. Though she held no ill-will, though her aunts may deny it, she knew they were preparing for her birthday. Hence why she was always sent away for hours on end.

“Planning something? What on earth would make you think that?” Mina gave a nervous chuckle “We simply just had errands for you to do!”

“Yes, and you always work so hard for us! So, we wanted you to have more time for yourself to relax!” Nejire added.

“Besides, there isn’t really a need to fix much anyway….” Mei murmured as she got out from where she was currently hiding “and speaking of errands, there is one we need you to do today!”

“There is?” (Name) and Nejire asked, with the latter getting shot a dirty look from the golden eyed woman.

“Yes! We, we, uh, well we need...” Mei muttered, scanning the room to find something to spark her mind before her eyes landed on a bowl by the windowsill filled with wild berries “We need you to pick more berries!”

“More berries? But don’t we have plenty already?” (Name) questioned, turning herself towards the window where she knew she had placed them the day prior.

“Nope! They’re all gone!” Mina jumped in, situating herself in front of the girl to block her from seeing this obvious lie. “And we’ll need you to pick something else out, while you’re gone!”

“Oh, and what’s that?”

“Wildflowers!” Nejire agreed, placing her hands on the girl’s shoulders, and giving them a little squeeze “They always brighten up the home! And I was thinking of placing them in every room, so we’ll need plenty!”

“You want me to pick up wildflowers and berries?” (Name) questioned one last time, as she was being pulled to stand up.

“You got it kiddo!” Mina exclaimed as she opened the door to their little cottage.

(Name) was shoved through the door before she knew it. A basket to hold the goodies she would be getting, along with some twine to hold all the flowers together. The door opened only briefly, but before she could get a word out, Mei had thrown her hooded cloak at her before slamming the door shut yet again. She could almost make out the comforting words of ‘in case it gets cold’ but it was hard to tell.

(Name) merely shrugged her shoulders; she was used to the antics of her aunts. Always so full of energy, it was like living in a whirlwind at times as she got dizzy trying to keep up. But if they wanted her to get wildflowers and berries then that would mean she would have to go by the riverside. Which was quite a hike from where their little cottage stood, meaning almost half the day would taken up simply by walking there and coming back. Let alone the time it would take to get what she needed. But she wasn’t to complain. She enjoyed the walk and the fresh air it brought. It meant she could daydream all her questions and fantasies with no one around to tease her for doing so.

She tied the string of her cloak around her shoulders, pulling her hood up as she made her way to where she needed to go. She had to be careful on the first leg of her journey, the forest had a way of scaping and scratching one with its many branches if one was not careful. But (Name) walked along with ease, singing out a few notes of a tune for the birds to hear and sing back.

After years of living here, of coming and going from this forest almost daily, the animals within it grew accustomed to her presence. They never ran away from her when she approached or tried to attack when she knelt down to give them a pet. They simply enjoyed the calming presence she gave off, and the stories she would tell, and the songs she would sing. This small journey was to be no exception as already a few squirrels, a rabbit, and some birds had come to join her on her walk.

On the other side of the forest, where she walked, was another person. Sitting high upon his noble steed, taking note of the surroundings he was in. This man was the young Prince Inasa, and he currently was on his own journey towards his neighboring kingdom. Excitement filled his blood as he was to finally meet, and celebrate the birthday of, the kingdoms princess; the woman of which he was betrothed to. He had not seen or heard from her since that dreadful day, and he wanted nothing more than to talk with her. To get to know her and see if she would be as lovely as the thoughts of her he had dreamed up from time to time.

The young Prince was a passionate one, those in his kingdom would say. He always spoke loudly and energetically at whatever was on his mind. At times it would be out of excitement over a game, other times loudly proclaiming his drive to succeed, and there were times when he would say a truth that would confuse those he meant to insult due the kind way he said it, and at times most humorous to those around him was when he proclaimed he was confused or lost about something. Though, he was always honest and had a good heart, so many found the loud young man to be very endearing.

This would be another instance where the young man would be considered endearing. He was so excited to get ahead, to see the kingdom that he had not been in for so long, that he forced his horse to dash away from the party. To blaze the trail ahead and make it to the kingdom first. But he did not know where he was going. And thus, he found himself wandering these very woods. Aimlessly trying to figure a way out and to where he betrothed would be.

He proclaimed an excited shout when he found a river, as rivers always lead to some home or village that would be situated nearby. And he was, thereby, one step closer in the right direction. He could already hear his father’s voice chiding him on his foolishness of dashing ahead. But Inasa knew it would be worth it in the end. He got down from his horse, to allow it to graze and have a drink of water, so he may stretch his legs from sitting upon his steads back for so long.

When he walked a few paces down the rivers edge he heard it. It was faint, but he wouldn’t mistake the sound for anything else in the world. It was singing, but not a bird’s sweet tune, this was a melody that could only be created by a person. But who, he no idea? But he wanted to find out. His new mission was no longer to get to the castle as soon as he could, it was now to find the person behind the sweet melody that rang like an angelic choir throughout the trees around him.

He got to his horse, and though it was hesitant to leave its patch of sweet grass to follow his owner, he was eventually persuaded by the promise of ‘a bucket of oats and a few apples’. Though when Inasa tried to get on his back once more, the horse bucked him off. A clear sign he was not in the mood to have the over-eager man ride him through this dense forest for another while. But allowed the young man to guide him through, without the fear of his companion running off.

(Name) was in a portion of the forest she always affectionately called ‘the berry patch.’ As all sorts of bushes of wild fruit, blueberries, blackberries, and raspberries, seemed to form all on their own over the years. It was the main spot she would go if she wanted to get a sweet snack while she wandered about, or to bring home something for her aunt Nejire to bake. Her basket became full before she knew it, as she swung it around carelessly, as she swayed herself to the melody her and the birds around her were making. Slowly making her way to where the wildflowers grew.

The sun shining down on her was keeping her warm and she could not contain the swelling of happiness in her heart over what will transpire once she was to return home. Gifts and sweet treats, perhaps even a new dress for her to wear, she was not sure. But she always loved when her aunts got in moods like this, she always felts so loved. Slowly she picked berries and placed them gently in her basket, singing a lullaby that she read in a story not too long ago.

“I wonder, I wonder, I wonder why each little bird has a someone; to sing to~” She giggled as a bluebird came down to rest himself on her outstretched hand, ignoring the fruit she was about to pick she instead moved the bird closer to her “Sweet things to~ A gay little love melody~ I wonder, I wonder, if my heart keeps singing will my song go winging. To someone, who'll find me and bring back a love song to me…”

She held onto the last note for a breath longer. The melancholy words slowly seeping its way into her heart. She loved her life, truly she did. But she did always envy those in her storybooks and how they could have adventures. How they could meet strangers and create friendships, and even have a budding and beautiful romance. She wanted life outside of this forest, wanted to meet people other than her aunts, wanted to fall in love with someone kind.

She sighed as she pulled down the hood of her cloak, no longer worried about branches that could go into her hair “Oh dear, why do they still treat me like a child?” she questioned. The closest she got to an answer was a trill from a bird, almost as if asking her what she meant. “Aunt Mina, and Nejire, and Mei. They never want me to meet anyone…”

She pushed a branch out the way as she stepped forth into an open field filled with the wildflowers she was searching for. The animals that scurried around her feet made little chirps of comfort, to which (Name) responded by sitting herself down and allowing them into her lap. She gave them all small pets as she gazed off into the field.

“But you know something?” she started to smile, gazing downwards at the small creatures “I fooled them. I have met someone!”

This in turn caused the animals to get off her lap in excitement. The birds flew around her head and chirp in a matter that almost sounded like asking her who it was. She giggled at their enthusiasm and slowly started to get back up again, wanting to get started on her gathering.

“Oh, there’s plenty!” She exclaimed, as she started picking “I met a man as strong as a mountain, but always looked at everyone with the kindest crimson eyes! And he had a friend too, one with quite the temper! But he had such soft hair and though he grumbled when I kept running my hands through it, he never pushed me away.”

“There was also a girl who always looked like she was floating! No matter where she walked, she would just glide effortlessly though the air. And a sweet baker’s son, with the most determined green eyes one would ever see on someone, claiming that one day he would be a knight!”

“Oh! And the-“ (Name) stopped herself from continuing, a blush appearing on her cheeks in embarrassment. The animals around her urging her to continue her story as she sheepishly continued her task. After a moment she finally, quietly, whispered out “T-the Prince…”

The animal’s excitement grew even more as the swarmed her hands to stop her from picking another flower and continue on the exciting story she was currently telling. “Well, he’s tall and handsome and… and so romantic.”

She could not help letting out a dreamy sigh as she thought more of the imaginary Prince that she read in her story only hours prior. “We walk together, and we talk together, and just before we say goodbye, he takes me into his arms, and then…” She wrapped her arms around herself in a mimic of what she was describing, squeezing her arms tightly before letting them drop with a defeated sigh “I wake up.”

The animals around her seemed just as defeated as they too joined the young woman as she slouched her shoulders down, now picking at the flowers with saddened disinterest. “Yes, it’s all only in my dreams...” She sighed out after a moment, before perking up slightly “But, they say if you dream a thing more than once, it’s sure to come true! And I have seen them all so many times! So, there is still hope!”

(Name) smiled as she began her renewed interest in her task. Humming along to the lullaby once more, no longer finding the words within it sorrowful, but rather hopeful. That maybe one day a far away companion would hear her sweet tunes and sing some back to her. With that thought in mind she changed her song to one of meeting once again, upon a dream.

Where one hope was renewed, another was slowly starting to dissipate. Inasa had tried to follow the sound of the melody that got his interest in the first place, but now it was gone. He was starting to doubt if he ever heard it at all and it was just his overactive imagination that made him mishear things. Just as he was to turn around, give up hope and find a way out of this place, he heard it. Quiet humming that turned to muffled singing that seemed to be coming from a path before him. Before he could even think about his noble steed, he was dashing ahead to find the person behind it.

“And I know it's true, that visions are seldom all they seem. But if I know you, I know what you'll do.” (Name) stood, holding onto the last wildflower, keeping its sweet scent to her nose a moment longer “You'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream~”

“You’re singing is beautiful!”

Inasa couldn’t help but exclaim, even if it did cause the young woman to be startled and squeak out in surprise. It was only the truth, and he felt it was necessary to share it with her. Though he did feel a little bad as he watched her shoulders go up and tense around her cheeks as she looked at him with a frightened stare.

“T-thank you…” She peeped out as she slowly started to back away from the stranger, over to where her things were so she may make her escape. “That’s very kind…”

“I do apologize!” He laughed, bringing a hand up to scratch at the back of his neck sheepishly “I didn’t mean to frighten you at all!”

“Oh no, it wasn’t really that…” She reassured as she gradually leaned herself down to grab at her basket “It’s just that you’re a… a…”

“A stranger?” Inasa finished, moving towards her to try and close the distance between them. He watched as she bashfully nodded her head, still not meeting his intense gaze with her own “But don’t you remember? We’ve met before!”

“I really don’t think that we have, sir. I never met you before!” She mumbled out as she shrunk in on herself as she watched him approach. His frame was giant compared to hers as he loomed over her.

“We have, once upon a dream!” he got out, though he attempted it to be soothing and quiet it was rather the opposite, which caused the young woman to jump. He placed his hands on her arms to try and calm her down “I know you…. I have seen you many times in my dreams too. If you’ll allow me this one thing. I would love a dance.”

(Name) watched as he let her go, taking a step back and extending his hand out to her. She wanted to flee, to get away from this field and make it back to the safety of her cottage, but when he held her it was so gentle. His touch so warm, that she couldn’t feel or see any real danger in trusting him. Besides, she read about these things happening all the time in her love stories. She would be a fool to try and turn it down.

Inasa waited with bated breath. He wouldn’t really do this sort of thing, asking a woman to dance so suddenly, even to the women he knew. But he couldn’t help it, she was one of the most beautiful women he had ever laid eyes on. Not only that, but there was a sense of familiarity when he looked at her. Like he had met her before, he just couldn’t quite place the memory.

A wide smile came across his face when she placed her small hand gently in his, one so bright that she couldn’t help but respond in kind to. Though hers was much more bashful as she placed her hand on his shoulder and felt him place his own on her waist. She had never been this close to another person before, not in this kind of intimacy, and the fact it was with a stranger made it even more dizzying. But she couldn’t help enjoying the feeling of what felt like a million butterflies fill her whole body as this young man stared to move her into a waltz.

He was a wonderful lead, was all (Name) could think as they danced. She had never waltzed before and was sure her movements were clumsy and lacked any form of grace, but he didn’t seem fazed at all. He just held her closer and moved within the field without a bump or stumble. She had a wonderful little laugh, was all Inasa could think when he would pick her up and swing her around every now and then. The first time was a mistake, an oversight of him forgetting that she was not confident in the dance and the little squeak she let out made him put her down instantly. However, she gave a breathless chuckle and asked him to do again, and he couldn’t help but oblige. The giggles she let out were sweeter than any music he ever heard, and he found himself lifting her off the ground to swing her around more and more, just to get another peep.

He was strong too and had an infectious smile, (Name) thought again when he lifted her up once more. Unable to stop herself from letting out more laughter and he swung her around and around, blushing when he let out a few chuckles himself as he watched her. The blushing and shy glances that she gave were causing Inasa’s heart to beat out of his chest. It made him pull her even closer whenever he would set her back down.

“Who are you?” He couldn’t help but ask as he set her down for the last time, ending their little dance but still keeping her close to him “What’s your name?”

“Hmmm?” She responded, still stuck in her dreamy state as she stared up into his eyes once more.

“Your name, mine is Inasa” he countered, trying to get her to answer his question but hoping she would not look away.

“Mine name is  – “she stopped herself from continuing, the dreamy look was now changed to one of realization. What was she thinking? She couldn’t be telling this stranger her name, even if he was gentle and kind and gave her the most beautiful memory of dancing in a flowered field; she just couldn’t. She broke away from his tender gasp and gaze and began backing away “Oh no, no, I can’t!”

“You can’t? What do you mean?” He asked, the concern ever present in his tone as he tried to hold again and reclaim the sweet moment.

(Name) shook her head as she dashed off towards her belongings, quickly tying the rope of twine to the basket before she picked it up again, not caring at how precarious the flowers that sat atop it were “Goodbye!” she called out over her shoulder, hoping it would be enough to end their encounter.

She knew it wouldn’t be, how could a rushed goodbye ever seem like a proper way to end such a romantic meeting such as theirs? She knew it the moment he easily caught up to her to gently grasp her wrist to turn her towards him again “But when will I see you again?”

“Oh never, never!” she grieved, trying to tug her wrist away from his grasp to continue on her way.

“Never?” his grip became tighter, but not tight enough to cause any sort of pain, “I will never see you again?”

She didn’t want to hurt his feelings or crush his heart. The desperate look on his face was clear that if she were to reject him that he may never recover from the loss. “Well… maybe some day...” She tugged her wrist once more and gained its freedom, quickly taking that opportunity to move away from him once again.

He tried to follow her again, but was not as well versed in avoiding the trees and their unforgiving branches as she was, but his determination kept him from straying too far behind “When? Tomorrow?”

“Oh, no!” She called back, trying to get enough distance from him so she can get away. But she did want to see him again, and though she had never done it before, she was willing to break her aunt’s rules about meeting strangers, especially at night, for him “This evening!”

“Where!?” he called out, getting his own cape stuck on a branch behind him. Trying in vain to get it unstuck so he may continue after her.

She turned, noticing his footsteps were not behind her anymore “At a little cottage, in the glen.” She stated, pointing a hand in the direction he would need to go if he wanted to find it “If you follow this path, you will find it”

She gave him one last smile before dashing off, and quickly disappearing, into the thick forest once more. Her heart was still racing over the fact that a stories fantasy, one about the love she was pondering about earlier that morning, came to her. Real as the pages she held between her fingers as she read it. And though she may not know much about what love was, or how it comes to people, she knew in her heart that the love that started to bloom within her chest when she danced with that man was true as any other.

Inasa watched in awe as she left without a trace. If he didn’t know any better, he would have thought her a vision, something that was never real. But the pounding he felt in his heart, the butterflies that wouldn’t stop beating their wings in his chest, grounded him in reality. She was real, and the shy glances and smiles were proof that she felt the same as he did when he first heard her voice. He couldn’t care less as he tore his cape so he could be free of that trees grip. Nor did he care when walked back towards his horse, feet catching and stumbling on every tree root, for he felt like he was gliding on a cloud in the happy spirits he was in. When he mounted his horse once more and it started to lead him in the direction they came in he stopped it. Claiming that there was a ‘change in their plans.’ He had hoped that his betrothed, and his family, would understand when he didn’t show up the castle, or when he would choose this young country women to be his bride instead of the princess. He didn’t want anything else, and he knew he would not be persuaded.

Though, unbeknownst to the young couple, they had a visitor. And not the sweet and friendly kind of forests creatures. No, an odd and peculiar raven watched over them with a questioning glare. One that was too focused and intrigued than that of a normal bird. And when they parted, so did it. Following after the young woman, almost as if she was its prey. He followed her all the way until she made it back to her cottage. Perching itself on the roof, by the hole of the chimney, as it listened in to what was to unfold.

“Oh goodness! I think she’s almost home!” Nejire exclaimed as she quickly tried to tidy up her dirty dishes that would surely give away the fact that she was baking.

Mina quickly moved to the window to see if that was true, cursing when she saw (Name) walking over the hill and towards their home. She quickly moved all her sewing equipment into its designated box and shut it quickly. Rushing to put it back in its place and to take the new purple coloured gown she had created into the closest that was situated near the doorway. Mei picked up all the craft supplies she had spread out all over the small dining table, making sure the little gifts she had wrapped were placed back in their original hiding place under the sink. She then slid herself beside Nejire to open the window to get the smell of fresh baking out of their home so nothing would seem out of the ordinary.

They all almost let out a breath of relief when (Name) waltz through the door, completely unaware of what they had been planning. Though after a moment of watching the young woman waltz around the home in a dream like trance as she placed her items on the dining table and her cloak across a chair nearby, it was clear that she wouldn’t have noticed even if they didn’t clean up.

“Oh dear, what has gotten into you!” Nejire giggled as she stopped the girl swaying her body to and fro. “Your head seems to be in the clouds! Well, more so than usual!”

She didn’t respond, only gazing away from her aunt to continue her humming. Her body continuing to sway, though her movements were limited from being exaggerated, due to the hold Nejire had on her. Mina quirked a brow and gave a chuckle as she motioned for Mei to get the gifts from their hiding spot, seeing no reason to try and hide them anymore.

“It sure does. Did your head get away from you daydreaming about love this morning?” Mina teased as she opened the closest door to carefully retrieved the dress she had just placed in there.

“It wasn’t a dream” She sighed, eyes focusing back into the world around her “At least not anymore.”

“Hah?” Mei exclaimed; her confusion mirrored on the faces of her fellow sisters “What does that even mean?”

“Oh, just wait until you meet him!” (Name) beamed, her arms moving to embrace Nejire as she began to sway the two of them around the small living area in a manner similar to the dance she had just encounter only hours prior.

“Him?” Mina probed, placing the dress down and coming over to stop the current dance that was taking place “You’ve met some stranger?”

“Oh, he’s not a stranger” She smiled, moving herself into the arms of Mina to persuade her to join her in the dance instead. “We’ve met before.”

“You have?” Mei jumped in, placing the gifts down as they no longer seemed as important “Where?”

“Once upon a dream!” She replied wistfully, removing herself from Mina’s grasp to wrap her own arms around herself to mimic the gentle hold that she grew to love just a few hours earlier “In the wildflower field just earlier today…”

(Name) dreamily sighed as she started swaying once again, ignoring the concerned looks her aunts were giving one another over the situation. (Name), in love? With a man she just met. Not only did that not bode well to her safety and trying to keep her hidden, but she was betrothed to someone else. And the last they checked that suitor was still going to marry her as soon as the curse lifted. They wanted to wait until the next morning to tell her the news, but it seemed they had no other choice.

“She’s in love…” Nejire sighed as she sat herself down on the nearby chair, ignoring the creaks and groans it let out from the action.

“This is terrible!” Mei bemoaned as she too sat herself down, placing her arm on the dining table with her chin cradled in her palm “Not good news at all…”

“Why? After all, I am eighteen!” Her smile starting to fade as she listened to her aunt’s reactions “And the talk of marriage is not uncommon for someone my age, let alone falling in love.”

“It isn’t that dear.” Mina began, taking hold of the young woman once more “You are already betrothed to the Prince of a neighboring kingdom.”

“What? Betrothed? Since when?”

“Since the day you were born.” Nejire responded, watching as Mina sat the both of them down opposite of her.

“But how?” She exclaimed, pushing herself away from her aunts embrace as she tried to come to terms with the information being told to her “How can I marry a Prince? I would have to be-!”

“A Princess. Which is what you are.” Mei clarified, removing her hand from her chin “The crown Princess of this here kingdom”

“Tonight, we will take you back to your father, the King.” Mina declared, standing from her spot, and brushing off imaginary dust from her skirt to distract herself from the sorrowful look she was be given.

“But we can’t!” (Name) wailed, standing up and grasping onto Mina once more, this time in desperation to get her to take back what she had just said “I promised! He is coming here tonight! I promised I would meet him!”

“I’m sorry, my dear little one” Mina took hold of the young woman once more, petting her hair in a soothing manner to try and calm her “But you must never see that young man again.”

The crying, sobbing, and pleading they were faced was something they all wished to never hear, but it needed to be done. They needed to break the hope that (Name) might have had of loving this mystery man so she may do what she was born to do. It pained them greatly to see her stare blankly at nothing as they packed her things. To not be responsive when the moved her to their wagon and settled her down in the back of it. To not ask questions on the sights they would see or about the destination they were going.

And how could she respond. The one glimpse of life was now taken from her. Her one chance of true love being forced away from her grasp when she was so close. And to be told all of this. That she was not some miracle that her aunts had found and took in. But rather a princess that they were told to guard and keep safe from some unknown danger. That she had parents, but never knew of them. That she was to marry someone else. That was the worst of it. As she watched the moon shine brightly in the sky, she thought of him. Inasa. The young man she promised to meet that night. She tried to think fondly of their brief encounter. How oddly charming his enthusiasm was, how lovely his smile had been when it shone on her, and how handsome she found him. But it still stung so sharply in her heart to know that when the dawn broke, so would his heart at knowing she never showed up.

                                                             * * *          

When at last they all left that cottage, the raven flew away. Having listened to all that he wanted, having gathered all the information he desired, he left. He flew himself towards Midnight’s domain like he had always done. The place his home and the path so familiar that it no longer put a twinge of fear into his heart as he drew closer. He found the princess, a lot easier of a job then he thought it would be, but nevertheless he knew that his mistress would be very pleased of the news he would share.

He flew through the open window to where her throne was kept. Perching himself on it as he waited for her to acknowledge his presence. He would never startle or interrupt her thoughts with cawing, an action too rude to be done the Queen of Hell. He was more than willing to be patient; he had no other job to do then serve her after all.

After a moment, she lifted her head. Midnight always knew when her beloved was around. She could always feel the presence he gave off; it soothed her soul. She smiled towards the raven before flicking her wrist. The purple smog that was so familiar with her being began to swarm around him in a dance that he was used to. After a breath he was returned to normal, standing by the window in his usual dark attire; ones that matched his mistress.

“Come, Aizawa.” Midnight sighed out, beckoning him closer with her finger “Tell me what reason you are back so soon.”

He headed her call, walking towards her in smooth controlled steps. “I think it would be rather obvious as to why I am here so soon, your excellency.” He murmured out, his deep voice sending rumbles down her spine.

She moved a leg up and down his sensually when he got closer, a devilish smirk growing on her lips “Please tell me you found her, pet. It would bring me such joy if you did.”

“Of course.” He responded immediately, taking hold of her leg as he moved to step in between them. His hand running slowly up and down the leg he grasped in a soothing pattern as he pushed the other away, ignoring her silent request to pull him closer “You sent me on a job. And I never fail.”

She let out a small moan, barely a whisper, but it was heard nonetheless by the man before as he allowed her to place her arms around his neck. Her hands playing with the strands of hair at the nape “You never do. Shall I give you a reward then, pet? For doing such a good job?”

Aizawa placed his free hand on one of her arms, halting its motion of pulling him in closer “We should wait. She is on her way to the castle now, if we wish to succeed we must follow them.”

“My curse states that we have until sundown of tomorrow to fulfil our revenge.” She tugged at him once more, trying to get him to succumb to her will. “We have plenty of time.”

“But if we want to succeed, we must act now.”

“Aizawa, please!” Midnight whined, her arms losing their strong grip and now hanging loosely around his shoulders “We have more than enough time to do what we need to do.”

The gaze in her eyes turned hungry, a stare that he was always weak to. And she knew it as well. She gripped her arms around him once again and he let her pull their bodies close. Her chest pressed snuggly against his as her legs tightened around his hips. Wanting to feel all of him in this glorious moment. She brought her lips up to his ear, unable to resist taking a small nip of his ear lobe, relishing in the shiver that went down his spine as her warm breath met his ear.

“Please, pet. Let us celebrate now.” She sighed, bringing a hand up to cup his face and moving it so their lips were almost touching “And once we succeed, we shall celebrate again in a larger and more grand scale. For I do not think I can bare another moment longer without you.”

Aizawa closed the small gap that separated the two of them, pulling at the back of her head to control the kiss to how he saw fit. He was never one to say no to his mistress, not in times like these. It was rare that she would plead for his touch, so he was more than willing to oblige her request and fulfil her needs. After all, he was her most loyal and trusted servant.

                                                             * * *          

The castle was something that (Name) had only seen in pictures, beautiful paintings that showed its grandness and scale, and now it was before her. If it weren’t for such a melancholy reason, she would have delighted in its beautiful structures and intricate design. But to her, in this moment, it looked nothing more than a prison. And as she watched its drawbridge lower to let them in, all she could think was as soon it closed it would lock her up from her freedom forever.

She knew it wouldn’t be all bad. The stories she read of the fine luxuries and splendors that royalty were given was something she envied when she was cooped herself up in her small room, but now she understood why in those stories those young royals always longed for an escape.

She felt a pat on her knee, and when she looked up she gazed into the kind blue eyes of Nejire. “Cheer up love, for you will finally get to meet you mother and father. How delighted they will be to finally see you once again.”

(Name) only gave a small smile. She wished that this reunion would be sweet and joyous as one hoped it would be, that her parents surely would see it as. But she did not know them. And although she understood why they did what they did, they still abandoned her. To her, the two people she was to love unconditionally, were nothing more than strangers. More people in this new life at court she did not want to interact with.

She knew she was being immature. That her lack of optimism, that could be felt by those around her like a rain cloud over their heads, was only making things more difficult. But she couldn’t help it. She was just like a ragdoll, being pulled into the directions people wanted her to go. Not fully listening to the words the guards and royal advisors said about ‘meeting with the King and Queen tomorrow when the celebrations arise.’ And being pulled into tight hugs, without truly feeling them, before being left alone in a room. She tried to be strong, she always had, but she couldn’t help the tears that stung her eyes once she was finally alone. Curling herself up within the soft covers of her new bed as she wished for this all the be a dream. A terrible nightmare, that once started so sweet, that she would eventually wake from and return to her small cottage and simple life once again.

But when she woke the next morning, she was met with the disappointment of reality. The plush softness that consumed her body could not be mistaken, nor could the gorgeously decorated room that surrounded her. When a maid came by to give her breakfast it only solidified that she no longer was a simple maiden girl, but royalty. No longer will she be treated with love and familiarity, but rather lukewarm and distant envy.

Her aunts, if she could really call them that anymore, came by after she ate. Instructing her to go bathe, as they prepared the rest of the items needed to get her ready. She didn’t want to bathe, to scrub off all that she once was, but she couldn’t deny the warm water and beautiful smelling soaps. She did what she was told, even if it was slowly and begrudgingly.

When she walked back into her room, they were waiting for her. Mina instructed Nejire to close the blinds and for Mei to lock the door, as she beckoned (Name) to come and stand by three large mirrors where a gown was waiting. She allowed Mina to place the gown over her head, to move her arms through the sleeves, and not complaining when she was tightening the corset; only letting out little gasps every now and then. They did her hair next. Nejire was so gentle when brushing her hair, and her fingers making soothing patterns when placing some of her locks up in an intricate design. It did help relax her, almost making her fall asleep with how soothing it all was.

It was only when Mei presented her gift that the atmosphere in the room started to shift. “One last gift for you, dear.” Mei spoke quietly as she approached, carefully placing the most beautiful crown upon her head “The symbol of royalty. A crown to wear in grace and dignity, as is thy right and duty.”

“Now dear…” Nejire began to comfort as she watched the tears start to fill (Name)’s eyes as she stared at her reflection.

“Come,” Mina pulled Nejire away, knowing it was best to not try and cheer the melancholy girl up “Let her have a moment alone.”

(Name) could barely look at herself, which was a shame. She had never looked more beautiful in her whole life. The gown was a beautiful soft purple, with beads and jewels that winded like a maze around her bodice in a complex design before unravelling in lovely strands along her skirts. Her hair never looked so soft, and the braids within them looking almost flowerlike as they twisted behind her head. And the crown. How prepossessing it was as it sat on the head, taunting her with the reality that she truly desired to wear it as often as she could. She truly looked the part of a princess.

But she wished she could feel the part. She wished she would have known sooner. She watched out of the corner of her glassy eyes at the reciting forms of those that raised her; wishing why they held so much from her. She sniffled before closing her eyes, refusing the let the tears fall “Why didn’t you tell me?”

She wished she sounded strong, wished her voice didn’t whimper out the words, wished that she didn’t looked at them with pleading sad eyes, but she needed to know. She could swallow her pride if it meant they could explain everything.

“We were forbidden to, by orders of the King.” Nejire was the first to speak, moving closer to her once more as the need she had to comfort the young woman was ever present.

“Why would he forbid you from telling me?” she moved her arms to wrap around her, nails desperately finding purchase within the sleeves to ground herself “Why would he banish his own daughter?”

“He didn’t want to do it. There was someone who forced his hand” Nejire knelt herself in front of the young woman “I think it is time we tell you everything.”

The other two nodded as they moved closer to her. They told a tale of kingdom, on that was filled with wonders. Other beings, those of myth and legend, and how they lived mainly apart from mortals, but some enjoyed their company. Like them, fairies with magic so wonderful and power they grant almost any gift and wish. They never aged and could hide and pretend to be just like any normal man if they wanted; as they were instructed to do. They then told a tale of the birth of girl, and how the kingdom celebrated her arrival. And how three fairies were invited and in kind gave gifts to the baby. But one fairy was not, and in her anger of her wounded pride place a curse on the girl. If she were to prick her finger up until the eve of her eighteenth birthday she would die. And their gifts could not be taken back, so it was altered to have the girl to fall into a deep sleep.

(Name) took their words at stride. At first she was almost marveled at the knowledge of magical beings, that her aunts held powers beyond the mortal imagination. Warmed at the thought of how much love was spread and felt on the day she was born. But it was quickly dashed away into anger over being told of the curse. Her curse: the one she was gifted to on that day. Her nails dug into her arms with such pressure she knew it would break skin if there wasn’t a silk barrier.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Her voice was shaky, but no longer with a sorrowful tone. Her voice too strong and clear to be mistaken for such a thing. “Why would you lie to me of such a thing?”

“The king ordered it. We had to follow his orders.” Mina sighed, placing a hand on her shoulder, shock filling her features as (Name) pulled herself away aggressively.

“He wouldn’t have known if you told me! He was not visiting us, nor was he asking you to tell him of your doings!” she knitted her brows together in vexation as she huffed her arms into her lap, her hands in tight fists.

“We wanted to protect you! We love you very much, we couldn’t bare to tell you such horrible things!” Nejire attempted to soothe, as she tried her best to hold the angry woman’s hand, to no avail.

“The sweet lies you told are not better than the truth! I would have accepted it all if you explained it to me! No matter how bitter of a fate it all was!” (Name) finally looked up at them, a scowl forming on her face.

“We were only trying to keep you safe and to protect you, dear!” Mei urged, wanting badly to calm the whole situation down. Today was supposed to be a celebration after all.

“Protect me?” She scoffed “What did you expect would happen? All you did was heard me like a sheep, and now you have led me to slaughter!”

(Name) stood abruptly, pushing away the hands and arms that wanted to hold and comfort her. She walked to the other side of the room, where the drawn window was. Sunlight was peaking through the wool curtains and it was doing nothing to soothe the anger that flowed so freely through her veins. She hated the fact that it was such a beautiful day, that they day of her possible demise would shine so brightly. That those she trusted were dishonest with her for most of her life would enjoy such a clear blue sky. That the young man she had wanted to meet last night would walk home under the sun’s warm rays, almost as a taunt to his sadness.

“Leave…” was all she could mutter after a moment of agonizing silence.

The three of them looked to one another, unsure of what to do. “(Name), please…” Nejire started, but couldn’t finish, as the young woman turned back to them.

“Leave.”

Her tone felt like a sharp knife as it cut through the air at them, almost like it was cutting their skin. She had never acted, or sounded, this way and they were at a loss of what they could do. But they suppose there wasn’t much they could do. Time was the one who caused this chasm, once small but quickly turned into an abyss, so it was only time that could fill it. To mend the wounds and broken heart that was caused.

(Name) listened, her back turned as she could no longer look at them in this moment in time, until she heard the door close with a soft click. It wasn’t until that soft noise hit her ears that she let the tears fall from her eyes. She almost threw herself onto a nearby chair, as she could no longer stand. Her sobs raked through her body with such force that her breathing came out as hiccups.

She may be childish, naïve, and always seemed to have her head in the clouds. But not even the strongest of people could hear that their life may be over in the matter of hours, and the life that you loved so much was all a lie.

                                                          * * *

The tears were something so delicious to see for Midnight as she watched through the ball on her staff. The young woman’s anguish she could practically taste as she watched her breathing become uneven and face to go red. It delighted her no end, a wicked grin gracing her perfect features as the moments passed watching the young princess cry out in heartbreak and agony. Midnight hummed, the image slowly fading away as she uncrossed her legs and stood from her throne. Her long skirts and cape dragging behind her as she walked down the steps.

“Shall I go visit her now, pet?” Midnight asked, looking up at Aizawa with a gaze of mischief written in her eyes.

“She will need someone to comfort her.” He agreed, his own smirk coming to grace his handsome features.

“Then let’s not keep her waiting.”

With one last shared smile Midnight flicked her wrist, the purple smoke filling the air between them as they waited with bated breath for it to do its job. Teleportation was a tricky spell to master, many things could go wrong while one was using it. A slight error could cause for one to teleport to a place they didn’t want to be, or to only transport a part of their being. Many that have tried either ended up in a dangerous location or missing a body part or two. But this never was an issue for Midnight. She was the most powerful fairy there was, so it came to no surprise to her when she arrived at the location in a matter of only mere seconds; and in one piece.

She was in the Princesses room, watching silently at her crying. The young woman no longer effected so heavily by her emotions now, as she was slowly calming herself down. It was almost a pity for Midnight, as she would have loved to watch her little body continue to heave with suffering. But she supposed that there was no time to spare, and that the distraction that this would cause would only be that. She approached the young women, quietly and carefully as to not alert her presence. When she was close enough she placed a small hand on her back; gently running it up and down in a soothing manner.

“Dear child, what has you so upset?” Midnight inquired, as she slowly moved her hand up to play with the ends of her hair.

(Name) sniffled, wiping away the tears that burned into the skin of her face, “It’s a long story….” She mumbled, not realizing who she was speaking with as she thought it was merely another maid asked to check in on her.

“I do know a thing or two of long stories.” Midnight hummed; her tone playful as if inviting the girl to continue the conversation.

“Oh, do you?”

“Mhmm, would you like to hear one?” Midnight purred, her touch turning lingering as she continued to run her hand up and down the young woman’s back.

The tone that was used to ask that question confused (Name), as was the demeanor this woman now had with her touch. She looked up at the women and gasped. She was beautiful, her dark hair and perfect skin was one anyone would envy; but it was her eyes that captured (Names)’s attention. A deep blue that seemed to glow the longer you stared within their pools, and (Name) was mesmerized by it.

“There was once a handsome man, a prince if you must know.” Midnight mused, pulling the young woman closer and slowly stroking her face with gentle touches “And he caught my eye. Oh, how he was so sweet and kind, and I thought I would be able to tempt him to stay with me in my kingdom.”

“But alas, another caught his eye. Though, I cannot blame him. She was a beautiful creature, no could compare with her, even I was tempted to take her away. And so, with a heavy heart, I allowed him to marry this woman. What a strong love that could be felt throughout all the kingdoms afterwards, even stronger when the birth of their child happened.”

Midnight smiled wickedly, playfully tapping the young woman’s nose, enjoying that she was now completely under her spell “They held a celebration, and I waited patiently for my invitation. I was an old friend and being of high standing. Imagine my surprise when I never got one, but those that are lesser did. Fairies, not as strong as I, guests of honor. So, I showed up unannounced and gave a wonderful gift to their child.”

Midnight lowered her face, her breath now fanning against the young woman’s as she grasped onto her arms tightly “Would you like to see your gift?”

The princess nodded her head in a trance like manner, her movements stilted as if she was being controlled by someone else. Midnight smile grew wider as she pulled away, taking languid steps away from the princess and out of the room. She knew that (Name) would follow behind her, the spell she casted on her far too strong to break now. All Midnight needed to do was find a room where no one else would find her and enacted her curse. And she knew where the perfect place would be.

Mina wouldn’t stop pacing the corridors. Guilt gnawing at her, finding purchase into her heart like gnarled roots of a tree that found security into the earth, over what had transpired only an hour prior. She wished things had gone differently, perhaps it would have been better to tell her of the curse. But no matter how times her mind thought of the ‘what if’s’ the harder it was to find a clear answer. She had to deal with the fallout and pray to the few that are more powerful than her that her beloved little princess would forgive her. She kept her head down as she thought of all the ways she, and the other two, could apologize. The skirts of her gown swayed along with her as she picked at a few pieces of string that had appeared from her over wringing of the garment in fret.

A flash of a familiar soft purple hue caught her attention at long last. Mina’s head quickly shot up to find it once more, scurrying herself around the corner into another corridor to find her. She called out to the princess once she was in eyeshot once again, only to be met with silence. At first she faltered in her stride, clearly worried that the young woman was as furious as she had been when Mina originally left her, but something seemed off. It was the way she was walking, like in a trance. It was not like the times before when (Name) would just prance into the cottage in high spirits; much like she did yesterday. This seemed like she was a puppet being forced to move.

Mina picked up her stride to catch up with the young woman, trying to make sense of it all. When she was but a few paces away did she finally see Midnight. Walking a yard in front of the young woman in an unhurried pace; every step she took, (Name) mimicked. Under her spell to finally meet her brutal end. Mina kept silent as she turned herself around and back to where she once was. When after a few hallways had passed did she summon her wand out of the air. A flick of her wrist and her wings were once again adorned on her back; fluttering in excitement at being used after so long. With a deep breath, that came back out as a huff, Mina flew as fast as she could to where she knew the others would be. They didn’t have much time.

Mina found them rather quickly, which she was thankful for. What she was not thankful for was the confused looks on their face as they watched her approach, even less so when Mei so brashly pointed out that they were ‘gonna wait until after today to be fairies again.’ But it only took a mutter of Princess’s name for them to understand. Quickly following suit and brandishing wings and chasing after Mina to where she last saw the princess.

Midnight was leading her towards the West Wing’s Tower. She knew there was a secret room, one where previous kings of old would hide their paramours. She knew that this King would not know of its existence, and therefore no one else. It would be the perfect place for the princess to have a comfortable and hidden sleep. There was a fireplace, standing at the end of small corridor, it was inconspicuous, but the flames always fluttered different than those of a normal fire. But only those who truly looked could tell. The flames flicked in a pattern, and if one pressed the bricks behind it at the right times it would open and grant access to a narrow stairwell that led upwards. Something Midnight did with ease as she guided the young princess up, making sure that the door closed behind them. Those retched fairies surely would be close behind her.

She could hear them, after all, calling out to their spellbound princess. Begging her to snap out of her trance, to not follow after her, to not touch anything. It made her chuckle at the pitiful attempts of trying to stop her. How could they? They were not as strong as she was, they had no hope. And she could feel said hope start to dwindle as she heard them banging at the hidden door; desperately trying to open it.  

Midnight breathed in deeply the stale air that now surrounded her. The room being closed off for decades if the dust that surrounded them was any clue. She tutted, clicking her tongue in distaste as she scanned the room.

“No, no, no” she muttered out, swirling her staff in the air “We need a clean room to spend eternity in, don’t we?”

She knew she wouldn’t get a response, not even a nod, and it made her giggle as the purple smoke filled the air. All the dust, cobwebs, and any other debris vanished as if it never sat in the room at all. The linen on the bed, by the far window, looked as if was brand new; like it was never slept on before. And most importantly, the dusty and decrypted spinning wheel now looked pristine.

She walked up to the young woman once more, her mouth by her ear as she placed her hands on her shoulders, giving them an encouraging squeeze “Go on, love. Touch the spindle.”

Midnight could hear the cries of the other three fairies, muffled by the distance between them, calling out to the princess and begging her to not touch anything. The distress in their voices was something Midnight relished in, as if she were drinking the finest ambrosia. She pushed the woman forward, watching with utter delight and the princess raised her arm.

“Touch the spindle, I say!” she giggled out, glee seeming to pour out of her as she watched the scene unfold.

(Name) approached the spindle slowly, her eyes glossed over in the trance she was in. She raised her hand to where the sharp needle jutted out proudly; almost as if begging to be touched. It seemed like she hesitated when her fingertip was mere centimeters away, like she could hear the begging cries of her guardians telling her to stop, but it only lasted a brief moment. Her fingertip was punctured on the sharp needle, as it pressed itself further until a trail of blood trickled down her hand and onto the floor. The stinging pain caused the spell over her being to be broken, as she flinched her hand quickly away from the needle. The horror of her realization over what had transpired appeared on her face as she looked up at Midnight, who was laughing merrily.

Her body went limp, darkness reclaiming her mind just as she got clarity. Midnight delighted as she watched as the princess struggled to fight against the comforting weight of dropping eyelids and heavy limbs. The deep sleep encasing every part of her being as she fell to the floor.

The three of them had finally figured out the door’s hidden trick when they heard a thud. The silence that followed was deafening and could only mean one thing. They dashed up the stairs in a matter of seconds and through the second door into the room before them. Midnight was all they could see, as she sat at the bedside, not looking at them as she slowly stroked the hair of the princess, the young woman which they had raised as she laid almost lifeless upon the large bed. The only indication that she was still alive was the slow and consistent rising of her chest.

“Such a pretty thing.” Midnight called out, breaking the heavy tension and unbearable silence as she moved some hair out of the young woman’s face “Much like her mother. Almost the spitting of her, don’t you think?”

Midnight stood, a last lingering touch to her victims’ cheek, before straightening her posture. She did not wait for them to respond, grabbing hold of her staff as she gave them one last sinful smile “You are poor simple fools. Thinking you could defeat me, the Mistress of Evil. Now your precious princess sleeps, and you get to bear the agonizing weight immortality brings as you all watch her helplessly forever.”

With a flick of her wrist her purple smoke gathered around her once more. The smoke disappeared rapidly, as did the wicked fairy. The sky, once so blue and bright, turning red with the curse of Midnight. A visual reminder of the horror that befell upon a once prosperous and happy kingdom. With heavy hearts, the three fairies watched helplessly as the last beam of sunlight was cast out.

They cried, something they haven’t done in a millennium, as they clutched to the hands of the princess and each other. They could see the bright lights of the fireworks that were shot into the sky, the cheers from the crowds that exclaimed their joy at finally meeting their princess after so long. The fanfare, the ill-timed joy, digging daggers deeper into their hearts over their failure.

Nejire placed a red rose in one of the hands that were laying on her chest, stroking her cheek one last time as she moved away “The poor King and Queen.”

Mina nodded; a sad sigh escaped her mouth as she tried to hold back another sob “They’ll be heartbroken when they find out.”

“Then they won’t.” Mei declared, pulling back her sleeves and getting her wand ready to begin another spell.

“They aren’t” Nejire and Mina questioned as they watched a bright yellow ball of light grow larger and larger as the moments passed.

“I’ll put them all to sleep, just like (Name). They will all awaken when she does.” Mei concluded, the yellow light springing forth from her wand and into the sky.

And like the rain, bits of the magic fell from the sky and landed upon the kingdom. The three fairies watched as everyone started to grow limp and heavy with sleep. Dropping slowly to the ground, one by one, as they entered the same blissful state of unconsciousness as the princess. Unaware of the horrors that were sure to awaken when they try figure out how to awaken the sleeping woman.

“Good thinking, Mei.” Mina mumbles as she watched the last person fall asleep, almost finding some form of humor as he landed within a hedge. “Always the quick thinker.”

“We need to find him.” Nejire interrupted, stopping Mei from accepting the compliment before she even had a chance. “Find that boy, the one (Name) mentioned yesterday.”

“Why?” Mina questioned, turning her attention to the pondering Nejire as she started to pace the room “What good would he do?”

“True love, that is what will break this curse, won’t it?” Nejire countered, her tone making it seem like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “That was the condition Mei put on her spell when she gave it eighteen years ago.”

“You’re right.” Mei sighed, “But how do we know that what (Name) felt with this mystery man, a stranger mind you, was true love?”

“I can’t say for certain! But it’s the only real hope that we have!” Nejire pleaded, attaching herself to Mei’s arm as a way to drive home her point.

Mei shook her off quickly, never liking the feeling of being clung to “Suppose you’re right, where would we find him? Not like we’ve ever met him and can point him out in a crowd!”

“The cottage!” Mina exclaimed, moving from her spot by the window to where the other two stood bickering “(Name) said yesterday that he was coming to the cottage that night to meet us! It may be a long shot, but maybe we can find him there! Or on our way!”

“Then what are we waiting for!?” Nejire cried out, already dashing towards the open door. The others followed suit at the raced towards the cottage once more.

                                                               * * *

Inasa did not know what he was going to expect when he got the invitation to see the beautiful young maiden once again, at her little cottage in the glen. Maybe he would meet her parents and together they would have a wonderful dinner and tell stories by the warm hearth. Or perhaps she would meet him outside, tell him to follow her as she showed beautiful new locations within this dense forest as they danced even more. Or maybe, when he arrived, she would tell him to keep quiet as she snuck him into her home and to her bedroom, where they would share secrets and dreams; and maybe give a shy kiss or two.

He was expecting something. But when he arrived it was quiet, it seemed like no one was home. He waited a few hours, maybe they went out to a nearby market to get supplies; she did say to meet her in the evening, and he was early. But as night fell, so did his heart. He began to have his doubts about whether she truly felt the same as he did. Or if she was just a frightened maiden, one who did not know how to make him go away and thus made up this tale before running away from him forever.

Just as he stood from the stoop of the doorstep, the dawn slowly breaking upon the horizon, whistling for his horse to come to him so they may leave was when he heard a noise from inside. Maybe there was a back entrance to the cottage and they just got back. Hope and excitement filled his heart once more as he knocked on the door; waiting early as he bounced on the balls of his feet for an answer.

“Come in!”

He heard, and though it was muffled he knew that voice anywhere; the pretty maiden he wanted to see most. Zealously opening the door, uncaring when it swung open so fast that it banged on the wall behind it, as he raced in to hold the sweet girl in his arms once more.

Rope that caught around his arm, stopping him mid stride, was what initially caused confusion to be written on his face. But it quickly turned to one of anger as he struggled when more lines of thick rope hooked themselves around his body, immobilizing him. He called out, yelled and screamed in fury at the smaller hellion creatures below him, to be let go at once but all it did was cause one to tie a scarf around his mouth to silence him. The muffled noises a far less annoying sound than the booming commands he was letting out moments prior, though it was causing the minions issues as his struggle was as vigorous as ever. His strength was something they had difficulty maintaining and controlling.

What felt like an eternity, but was only a matter of moments, two being appeared in the doorway. Blocking out the sun’s rays with their presence as one stepped aside to let the other slowly walk into the room.

“Well, this is a pleasant surprise, isn’t it pet?” Midnight tittered, turning her head back briefly at Aizawa as he slowly entered the cottage.

“We surely we’re expecting this.” He agreed, nodding his head.

“Not at all! I set a trap for a peasant, and lo! I catch a Prince!” Midnight gave an airy laugh as she grasped the chin of the still struggling Inasa, turning his head from side to side to evaluate him “A handsome one too, I can see why she was so enamored.”

“What shall we do with him?” Aizawa interrupted, breaking his mistress free of taunting before anyone could know they were there “Kill him?”

“Kill him? No, of course not!” Midnight guffawed turning back her confidant and giving him a small pat on his cheek, keeping her eyes locked on his as she called out to her minions “Away with him. But gently, my pets, gently! I have plans for our royal guest.”

Once she knew her minions, and the Prince they were carrying ever so carefully, were gone she pulled Aizawa closer to her. A leg coming up to settle in its usually place around his hip as she wrapped her arms around his neck once more, her breath mingling with his. He held onto her hips to stop her from going any further, an action which caused her airy laugh to come past her lips once more.

“I think we can celebrate on a grander scale now.” She whispered, her smoke filling the air as she started the process of returning to her domain “The princess is asleep, and we have in our possession the only thing that can bring her back.”

“I wouldn’t be apposed to it.” Aizawa murmured, allowing his mistress to pull him even closer and tug at his hair in excitement as slowly they faded from the cottage.

                                                            * * *

When the fairies arrived at the cottage, it was empty. On their journey there, they split themselves up to cover as much ground of the forest and its greenery as possible in search of the young man, but never finding him. So, to come to the place they called home for the past eighteen years and find no sign of him caused all their hope to be dashed away. But ever determined they still wanted to try and find something within these old walls.

They entered, the door creaking on its hinges in a familiar way, as the three of them hovered as they carefully peaked through the threshold. They were uncertain if Midnight or her hellions would be awaiting them or not. When the saw none and heard no signs of movement did the continue on their mission. Searching for any clue of the young man that could help them end the curse.

“Oh no!” Mina called out, as she approached the kitchen, where the back entrance was. She found a hat and carefully picked it up for the other two, who came to her when she called out, to inspect and examine “She’s got him.”

“W-well where could she have taken him?” Nejire inquired before gasping and placing a hand over her mouth as she passed the hat to Mei “You don’t think she killed him, do you?”

“I don’t know! But we need to go to where she has taken to make sure it doesn’t happen!” Mina urged, already moving towards to exit.

“At the Forbidden Mountains! But we can’t go there!” Mei exclaimed, grabbing hold and halting the overeager Mina.

“We’ll die if we try!” Nejire agreed as she helped keep Mina from dashing off and away from them.

“But we have to try! We promised to keep her safe, didn’t we?” Mina urged, her words causing the other two to slacken their holds “We can, and we must!”

Mei and Nejire let out small sighs, composing themselves for a brief moment before nodding. Determination, replacing the trepidation, that filled their gazes as they set themselves to continue their journey to Midnight’s domain.

The Forbidden Mountains was not for the faint of heart. It was filed with creatures that were not friendly to those that came close to them or their homes. Filled with flora that means to take a bite out of anyone that treaded too close to their petals. And rock, leading up to their ruler’s castle, that would give way whenever it felt as if it were a fun game to play. The three fairies were grateful for the fact they could fly, and thus avoid most of the dangers that surrounded them. But fear still gripped their hearts, as they knew that all sense of security would be dashed away once they entered Midnight’s home. They held each other closely they approached and entered through one of the many open windows. Praying that would not accidently enter the same room as Midnight and her faithful companion.

In a way, their prayers were answered. They indeed entered the same room as Midnight and her companion, along with the many hellions she called minions. However, the room they entered was grand and with many pillars and places to hide away from the gazes of those within the room. And that is exactly what they did, as they watched the scene around them unfold. Careful to avoid looking at Midnight for too long as she clung in a depraved manner to her favored companion. The sounds of their love making could be heard over the music, the crackling of the bonfire in the center of the room, and fanfare of victory of the minions. It was uncomfortable for the uninvited guests.

They were thankful that it was near the end of their passionate embrace, as after a few agonizingly long moments they parted from one another. Midnight had the happiest look on her face, blissed out and unfocused, as she gazed at the fire before her. Uncaring of trying to cover herself up to preserve her modesty as she reached out to pet the head, and smooth out the hair, of her beloved.

“What a pity that Prince Inasa can’t be here to enjoy the celebration!” Midnight giggled as she stood from her throne after she heard her beloved hum in agreement, trying her gown to hide what she was so proudly displaying moments prior “Come, we must go to the dungeon to cheer him up.”

Aizawa stood and clutched her outstretched hand, taking hold of her staff before to give to her before he allowed her to drag him to the dungeons. The three uninvited guests perked up when the heard of the news and carefully, like the spiders within this castle would, maneuvered through every room and corridor the pair below them would go through. Taking mental notes of where things were as they kept their distance, not wanting to be found.

They waited a few paces behind the entrance of the dungeon, waiting to see if Aizawa would follow his mistress or not. Finding that he was indeed staying by the entrance to give Midnight her time alone to taunt the young man, did the curse quietly to themselves. Not being ones to accept defeat so quickly, they left out one a nearby window and slowly moved themselves downwards to where the barred dungeon windows laid. Peaking through them gingerly until the found the one where the Prince was hidden within. They ducked themselves further down when they saw Midnight enter the cell.

It was a sight Midnight could never tire of. A handsome man chained to a wall; head hung in defeat. It brought such thrill to her heart she could feel it missing a few beats as it palpitated faster in her chest. She walked up to him, entertained by his defiance as he turned his head away from her approaching figure. Though it didn’t last long, she grasped his jaw and turned it back to face her leaning form; her eyes burning with mischief as they gazed into his that were filled with fury.

“Oh, come now, Prince Inasa. Why so melancholy?” She whined, though the smiled that stretched across her face was indication that it was meant to mock him. “A most wonderous future lies before you. The destined hero of a charming fairy tale come true!”

Inasa broke free from her hold, turning to face away from her once again. The action only made the smile grow more gleeful on Midnight’s beautiful features as she brought her staff before the young man. The glass orb glowed brightly, so much that it was impossible for the Prince to not glance at it. Once she knew she had caught his attention she swirled her hand around it, making images appear within the glassy surface.

“Behold, as a I tell you a story.” Her tone delighted “Within the King’s beautiful castle, and in yonder upmost tower, dreaming of her true love is the Princess (Name). But see, familiar is she not? By the gracious whim of fate, tis the same peasant maid who had won the heart of our noble prince but yesterday!”

Midnight could tell she had caught his attention now, his eyes focused on the comatose form of the young woman where she had left her sleeping. “She is indeed most wondrously fair, unparalleled her beauty. Eyes that shined so brightly in the golden sun, her lips that shame the red, red rose. In ageless sleep she finds repose. The years roll by a hundred to a steadfast heart are ‘bout a day. And now, the dungeons’ part and the Prince is set free to go on his way. Off he rides on his noble steed…”

The images within the orb now depicts the young man before her, age has caused to become old and decrepit, to be frail, as he is barely able to stand on knees so wobbly. Midnight shrugs her shoulders, standing more upright.

“A valiant figure, straight and tall” Her tone dripped with vicious sarcasm as she continued to story, the images a contradiction. “To wake his love with true love’s first kiss and prove that love so true and pure conquers all.”

She pulled her staff away from him and cackled at his frustration and misery as he tugged at his chains with renewed vigor. Turning away from him with a wink she called out to the man that waited for her just outside “I’m ready, pet, to leave our noble Prince with these joyous thoughts!”

She gave a dignified curtsy, to further mock the young man before her, and a wink as the door opened once more, flooding the room with light that momentarily blinded the prince and causing him to turn his head away from her once more. “A most gratifying day.” She concluded as she walked out the door.

She allowed her beloved to close it behind her, the clicking sound of the lock putting her more at ease as she started to walk towards her chambers. Her staff thudding against the ground with every other step she took. After a few paces she turned back around to face her loyal and oldest friend, holding her hand out to him as she had done countless times before “Come, pet. I want you to join me in the first restful sleep I shall have in these past eighteen years.”

                                                        * * *

The three fairies waited a breath, and then another as they silence around them became deafening by the moment. When their hearts agreed that enough time had passed the slowly started to enter the cell. Approaching the now despondent young man as he hung limply from his chains, a far cry of the valor and fury he was tugging at them while Midnight was with him. When they came into his line of sight, they quietly shushed him, with Mina placing her dainty hand over his mouth; claiming to him that there was ‘no time to explain’. Confusion was written on his features, as well as trepidation, as his eyes shifted from between the three before him; unsure if they were friends or more foes to taunt him.

When they used their wands, magic similar to what he saw moments prior, to unbind him from his chains and unlock the door did he know they were allies. Quickly he stood, ignoring the stinging pain of the chaffed flesh of his wrists and the soreness his arm held within them from being bound above his head, as he dashed towards the door. Wanting to find and save his fair maiden, no betrothed, from her fate at the hands of the cruel witch.

“Wait, Prince Inasa” The hushed words of Nejire called out to him as the three of the rushed to get into his way to stop him “The way to true love may be barriered by still many more dangers. Which you will have to face alone!”

“Then what am I to do?” Inasa asked, the desperation in his tone was faint and hidden behind determination, but they could tell that he was afraid even though he wanted so desperately to save his love.

“Allow us to help you, of course!” Mina smiled, raising her wand to the young man, and clearing her throat “Armor for one, a man filled with valor, so valiant and true, to save him from the harm of the evil he pursues.”

The pink light fluttered across the room to where the young man stood. It went and disappeared into his chest and after, but a breath, armor made of silver and steel graced his body. Nejire moved into the place of Mina, raising her arm and wand with a smile.

“Virtuous is the Prince, a shield he will keep by his side, protection from all that strike at him it will provide.” Much like what happened with Mina, the same was done. Blue light with a whispering touch placed a shield into young man’s hand.

“And now I!” Mei puffed her chest with pride as she swished her wand in the air as she recited her gift “Virtue and Valour, traits needed to fight, but nothing other than this can make what is wrong right. Truth will guide the mighty sword in his hand, as he will save the one he loves most in this land.”

A sword so beautifully crafted, that matched the intricacies of the shield and armor he was donned, appeared in the hand that was free. Inasa smiled as he shuffled and moved the items in his hands, feeling them out to make sure he was able to wield them with little difficulty.

“These weapons of righteousness with triumph over evil.” Mina concluded, clasping her hands over her heart as she watched the prince.

“But you must still be careful! You cannot be careless!” Nejire added, placing a hand on the shield she gave the young man, making sure he was paying attention to what they were saying.

“You are our last hope! You cannot let her, or her creatures, harm you! We cannot heal wounds that are meant to kill. Not from someone like her.” Mei spoke solemnly, proving that their warnings should be headed.

“I cannot thank you enough!” Inasa exclaimed, chuckling as he was hushed by the three before him as he lowered his voice “I promise I will fight until my last breath. For you, the kingdom, and for her. I will end this curse!”

With one last nod the three fairies moved out the doorway, and path, of the young man. Without hesitating, or missing a breath, Inasa dashed passed them. Determination filled every part of his being as he raced up the tower’s steps, skipping a few at each leap he took. The fairies, though fast, almost found it difficult to catch up and keep pace with the eager prince as they flew along side him to help guide him the right way.

Although where they were in the castle has no one else nearby, they all knew it would not be the case once the got further into the castle and towards the exit. The hellish minions, those that had wanted to go to rest now after celebrating most of the day, came across their path not too long after they made their escape from the dungeons. Some ran off, clearly to alert their queen and to gather more to fight. But that did not stop Inasa in the slightest as he charged at them. Knocking some out windows, while others were slain where they stood.

Others, the help that finally arrived, were dropping boulders to try and stop the prince from continuing on his journey, not caring if these rocks were going to stop him or kill him. But Inasa had nothing to fear as Nejire turned those that were to land on him into bubbles, that simply blew out once they touched his shoulders. A wall of arrows was another attempt to kill the prince, but that too was thwarted by the shield he held out to protect himself and the aide of Mei, as she turned them all into flowers. What was once a treacherous wall of death was now nothing more than a celebration of his current victory.

As they neared the exit, and the gate that will lead them out of the castle and towards to princess, Mina flew ahead to find and free Inasa’s noble steed. To which the horse wasted to time getting to his master and bending forward so he could get on as quickly as possible. With a cry and a tight grip on the reins they bolted out of the castle, not wanting to wait another moment in staying at that retched place.

Hot oil was their last attempt at permanently stopping the young man’s escape, as the propped cauldrons filled to the brim with the bubbling liquid at the gates that would lead to freedom. Inasa braced himself for the scalding liquid that would burn his skin, knowing that if he died at this moment he would not have died passively but rather fighting, only for the pain to never show. Mina had flown above him and transform the falling oil into rainbows. Colours that beautifully fell onto the man, and the ground around him, as he raced through the closing gate. His freedom assured as he galloped towards the kingdom, to where he beloved awaited him

                                                       * * *

Midnight was in the middle of ecstasy with the one she held most dear in her heart, bouncing in his lap as she relished in the groans she was causing to come out his throat. The last thing she wanted was to be interrupted in this moment, and especially not at the news the terrified and frantic minion shared with her. Her anger never boiled so high as she struck down the minion into a pile of ash where it stood. Throwing herself off her beloved as she marched to where her window was, watching the prince ride away on his noble steed through the gates. The growl that left her throat was inhuman, as the rising of her bare chest grew more and more rapid the longer she seethed at the pitiful attempts her useless hellions made at stopping the young man.

She turned to Aizawa, who was already dressing himself to fix whatever mess needed to be fixed for his mistress. With a shaky hand, that was caused by the anger that trembled throughout her body, she pointed to where she last saw the prince ride away.

“Get him back, NOW!” she screeched, her face turning carmine as the anger kept growing in her body. Being released in small bursts as lightning started to strike through the sky.

Aizawa nodded, this not the first he had watched his mistress angry; he was no longer scared by her outbursts. He merely wished to do what was needed so she would no longer be upset. Nor was he was surprised that she had turned him into a giant beast, a giant bird of prey to fly after the young man; a griffin.

Soaring through the skies, he let out a horrifying screech to symbolize that he, and Midnight, knew of the prince's escape and that he should now fear for his life. The three fairies exchanged worried glances as they flew behind the prince, the large animal that was swiftly approaching was far more intimidating that what they had seen in thousands of years. But Inasa was not fazed, he simply let out another cry for his horse to go faster as a wicked smile graced his features. If they wanted a fight, he was sure to give them one.

They needed a plan, that was all that was racing through the fairies minds as the griffin was now above them. Though Inasa was doing wonderfully at avoiding the bird’s talons at it reached for him, they knew it would not be long before it finally caught him. They paused in their stride, only briefly, so they may hold their wands close. A king, like Midas, his sits upon a throne; with powers, of man, unknown. Grant us this, his touch, and turn this body into stone. They mumbled together, aiming their shared light towards the griffin that was now flying swiftly towards the prince, who had his sword raised and ready to strike at the beast.

The spell worked, stopping the beast in its stride as it fell towards the earth below it. Inasa took the opportunity to charge at the now fallen, and immobilized, beast before him. His sword now held high behind him, causing a strain on his shoulder, swung down briskly upon the neck of beast. And though it was now stone, the magic at which the sword was graced with, cut through it like it was merely paper. The heavy head crashing down with a hefty thud that shook the ground.

Midnight let out a cry of anguish, one that could be heard through the entire realm, over the death of her beloved. Her companion over the thousands of years past. The noise so broken and filled with suffering, one would almost pity the Queen of Hell, as she fell to her knees and sobbed. The screams that left her throat were a mix of absolute sorrow and fury as she clenched her fists so tightly blood was starting to appear, the droplets running down to the ground beneath her. Her breathing ragged, and throat raw, as she raised her head once again to continue to watch the man who had slain her love continue on his way.

She cursed all that lived in this world, and the rage within her heart made it certain that she will see the world around her crumble to dust to avenged what she had lost; starting with the young man that was now approaching the kingdom of his inferior princess. She stood, gripping her staff within her bloody hands as she held it so tightly that the ancient wood started to crack under her strength.

“A forest of thorn shall be his tomb. Born through the skies on a fog of doom. Now go, curse of mine, and serve me well. Round that castle cast by spell.” Midnight hissed, allowing her magic to fill the skies once more.

Black clouds appeared over the red sky and blocked out even more of the light; leaving it difficult to see further than a few feet. Bolts of lightning rained from the sky, striking the ground until there was no spot left untouched by their scorching heat. And in its wake vines, thick and filled with barbs, covered the ground before the castle. Causing Inasa to abruptly stop before he reached them. Giving one last loving stroke to his steed’s mane, he dropped down from it. Sword at the ready to start clearing a path needed to move forward.

It was agonizing, though he had armor to protect most of his body, his hands and face were left bare for the barbs and thorns to graze as he cut them down. Small scratches, though they were, they still stung as small droplets of blood fell down his cheeks and knuckles as he continued to make his way through. Determined, like Hercules, to go through his trials to reach the ultimate goal and be with his beloved.

The fairies were unable to do much, their own magic unable to ease the burden for the prince. As they used the majority of it turning the ancient beast, the griffin, into stone. All they could do was stay as close to him as possible, whispering words of encouragement as he heaved his sword down. His breathing haggard and arms sore, but he managed to break free of the jagged walls that guarded the castle.

Midnight watched all of this, knowing that the prince would be able to get through. But her plan was not to stop or kill him with this spell; but rather tire him out. So, he will be unable to properly fight the next beast she would place in his way. To tired to properly to defend himself, thus leaving him vulnerable even with the treasured armory he had protecting him. She would be the one to end his life, while he was broken and bruised.

“Perils, one faces for love so true. Even if it batters the body blue. For your beloved, your heart fights still. But to another’s, you had no qualms to kill. And now with all the fury of hell, you will breathe your last farewell.”

Midnight grabbed hold of her staff, hurling it towards the ground. The glass orb shattered, pieces scattered all over where she stood, as a dense purple fog surrounded her and clung to her flesh like a second skin. She knew that if she were to do this, she would have no magic left after; not for a long while. But she did not care. The hatred that fueled her body overruled any sense she had left. As she grew taller, as claws sprouted from her fingertips, as her bones cracked and broke only to grow anew in a different shape. The process agonizing and painful, but necessary if she wished to win.

“Now, you shall deal with me!” her voice boomed, being heard by the prince as he paused in his stride to await what was to come “And all the powers of hell!”

She appeared before him, the last obstacle standing in his way to where the castle gate was. A dragon, a hundred feet tall and weighing tons; with hellfire that spouted from her mouth and burning the ground at which she aimed. A formidable beast, stronger than what he had just face, one which no one has ever slain before. As it roared, the pitch hurting the man’s ear, as it moved towards him; causing the ground to rumble with every step.

“We need to help him!” Nejire exclaimed, as she held tightly to Mina as she watched Midnight gnash her teeth; the snapping noise it made caused a shiver of terror to go down her spine.

“We couldn’t help him with the thorns!” Mina retorted, wrapping her arms around Nejire in comfort “How can we help him with this!?”

“We can guide him!” Mei declared, flying forward towards the castle and Midnight; scanning the terrain for any semblance of aide it could bring to the prince. The others followed suit, trying the hardest to find a cliff, or something along those lines, that may be enough to at least subdue the evil queen.

Inasa did not hesitate when she advanced. Wiping his brow of the blood and sweat he courageously started running towards the once beautiful dark fairy, now turned horrible beast. The ground beneath his feet was unsteady, and so was his movements; but he couldn’t stop now, not while he was so close. The hellfire she spat towards him was blocked by his shield, saving his life from a grim end, but causing him to tumble to the ground by the force. It was unrelenting, and when the opportunity arose, when Midnight took a breath, he retreated to the safety on higher ground. However, at a wall he was stopped; for it was a dead end.

It was cliffside, one that lead far downwards to a river below. If he were not careful, the crumbling and uneven ground below his feet would be the reason for his end. Worse off, she was not far behind. Claws digging into the earth, causing most to crumble away into the depth below them. She snapped at him, making him continue going towards the edge of the cliff, as he had no other option; he was stuck.

“Come, hop up this way!” Mei called out, gesturing to where her and the others stood. It was slightly higher, but still a place of peril as it was even closer to the cliffs edge. But Inasa chose that instead of ending up in the gaping maw of the dragon behind him.

Midnight followed, blowing forth another powerful gust of hellfire towards the prince. The warmth of it all was making the armor around his body warm tremendously. The heat almost unbearable as the sweat gathered and fell into his eyes. The brief moment it took for him to wipe it away was the opportunity Midnight needed. Another blast of her flame with his shield blocking it; but the gust and where it was placed knocked it from his hand.

It made her laugh. The brave and courageous prince, one that came so far was now stuck with no other option then death. She snapped her jaw at him, enjoying the almost feeble attempts he was making as he slashed his sword at her. Though, when he managed to cut her serpentine tongue did she let out a deafening roar. She was done playing this game, done playing with her food. She reared back on her haunches, ready to make the final blow.

That moment was all Inasa needed, the sword in his hand tingled with the heat; but also seemed to glow with the magic within it. He did not need an explanation to know that this was now his chance to slay the beast. Shifting it in his hands, so it sat more like a javelin, he threw it towards the heart of the beast.

‘Now sword of truth fly swift and true. That evil may die and good endure!”

The fairies whispered to one another as they watched it soar through the air, and with deadly accuracy it landed in the chest of the dreaded dragon; into the heart of Midnight. With a howl of agonizing pain, that could even be heard from deepest parts of the earth, Midnight fell. Her body careening over the edge of the cliff, narrowly missing the prince as he jumped out of the way, to only fade away before it could hit the ground below. Only a small thunk of the sword that ended it all could be heard as it landed into the water below.

After scrambling to get to safe ground, Inasa gingerly looked over the edge of cliff to make sure she was dead. The dark clouds above them faded away, though the red sky still proved that though she was dead the curse was still upon the land. Taking a moment to breath, to collect his bearings and wipe more sweat from his face, Inasa stood. He looked towards the three fairies, gesturing towards the castle in a silent command for them to tell him where he needed to go; to where the princess was.

The fairies wasted no time in guiding him towards the castle, through the many corridors and hallways, and only paused a brief moment to figure out the puzzling fireplace. Once it was solved they moved aside, allowing the prince to bound up the stairs ahead of them. He did so without any hesitation, adrenaline still filled his veins as did his wanted to see her again.

He entered the room where she laid in swiftly but paused as he gazed upon her sleeping form. He changed his stride from rushed and hurried to slow and pensive as he neared her bed. She really was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. Her sleeping form angelic and he could not stop himself from reaching a hand up to brush a strand of hair away from her face.

Though she was beautiful like this, his heart was pained looking at her. His wanted to see her cheeks get rosy again, for her eyes to light up as she looked at the world around her, for her lovely smile to grace her face, and for her melodic laughter to be heard by him again. He wanted to hold her, to feel her warmth, and to have her once again return his embrace in the shy way he found so endearing.

With these thoughts in his mind, he lowered himself towards her face. Pausing a moment just as his lips were about to touch hers. Doubt ran through his mind, wondering if he truly was the one she loved, the one worthy to wake her from her slumber. He knew the answer laid before him, closing his eyes he placed his lips over hers. He savored the softness of her lips, how it complemented the rest of her being so well. He didn’t linger, not feeling right to kiss her for longer than moment when she was like this. He sat down by her side and awaited the possibility of her waking.

“Do you think he is the one?” Mei questioned; her doubt was clear in her tone as she wrung her hands together as she waited to see if (Name) would wake.

“Did you not see the way he looked at her?” Nejire countered, slipping an arm through Mei’s as she clung to her side as she watched with bated breath “Or how she looked when she talked about him? The love that was ever present in her eyes?”

“He killed Midnight for goodness’s sake!” Mina exclaimed, her shoulders tense and she kept her eyes on the pair before her “He destroyed an embodiment of evil for her! If that is not love, I don’t what is!”

Inasa sighed, his head hung low as the moments passed by so excruciatingly slow. She had not moved, not showed a sign of waking after their kiss. It made his heart sink thinking that she would not wake and that he would not longer see all the wonderful things he adored about her. He brought a hand up to his eyes, trying to contain the overcoming sadness that was being brought forth.

(Names)’s eyelids felt so heavy as she struggled to open her eyes as if the action were so foreign and new to her being like she had never done it before countless times. But they finally opened, her gaze going towards the man who awoke her; a small smile forming on her face as she moved her hand sluggishly over to his. Grasping it gently and letting out a small giggle as she saw him snap his attention back towards her.

He couldn’t help it as lunged forward and gather her in his arms. Holding tight, but too tightly as to hurt her, his emotions getting the better of him as he cried tears of joy. She let him, knowing he must have fought hard to see her once again. She waited a minute before slowly pulling away from his embrace, but not far, as she brought a hand to gingerly cup his face that was littered with little scratches; smiling wider as he leaned into her touch instantly.

“I knew it would be you. You were all I could dream of.” She admitted, tenderly wiping the tears from his face. Brining her other hand up to do the same to the other side.

“And you were all that kept me strong. Wanting to see you once again is what kept me going.” Inasa whispered, bringing his hands up to hold her hands in his.

He leaned forward to capture her lips into another kiss, this one more passionate than the original that woke her. Delighting in her bashful response as she shyly kissed him, gently pulling his face closer as she did so. He pulled her body closer to his, not wanting to waste another moment being apart from her but before he could deepen this kiss fully a bright light surprised them; causing them to quickly part from one another. They looked towards the window, where the light had come from, to see that fireworks were covering the now blue sky with beautiful colours. The fanfare, the cheering of the now awakened crowds that waited for their princess, was back in full swing.

“I suppose they’re waiting for us.” She giggled, bashfully ducking her head to hide the blush that was spreading across her cheeks “Should we go see them?”

“Yes,” Inasa agreed, gripping her chin gently to bring it back up so he may meet her gaze once more “We should see them and dance and sing and join in their merriment. As we should celebrate finding each other once more, my love.”

“Your love?” She giggled scooting herself closer, enjoy his warmth.

“Yes! My love, my dream, my bride!” Inasa cheered, taking hold of her in his arms once again as he stood. Chuckling as she clung to him tightly from the sudden movement “Besides, it's not good for a Prince to arrive late to such a celebration."

(Name)’s eyes widened as she gazed at his face. The smile so large and infectious as he started bounding out of the room and down the stairs. He was the prince? The man she was betrothed to? Her smile began to match his as she snuggled herself deeper into his grasp, giggling as he sped up his pace. What a blessed thing fate was to the two of them. Truly they were destined to be together. The romances she read were nothing compared to how she felt when she was in his arms, to be by his side, to watch him smile.

Inasa set her down before they entered the great hall. The walked hand in hand as the approached the King and Queen, bowing before them. They merely laughed, coming towards their daughter, and holding tightly to her in an embrace they waited eighteen years for. While the other King, Inasa’s father shook his head in disbelief as his son’s current state; all disheveled. A small on his face proving he was not angry at the young man.

“Oh, how I love happy endings?” Nejire cried out, wiping away a tear of joy that was escaping her eye “Don’t you?”

“Of course, I could not have asked for anything better for our dear, sweet (Name)!” Mina agreed, hugging the blue woman that hovered beside her in joy, pulling Mei along with her.

“Let us hope fate continues to bless that pair!” Mei smiled, waving her wand to allow sparkling golden light to glitter around the room where they all gathered.

They all watched as the Prince took hold of the Princesses hand once more and guided her to the dance floor. They danced once more, just as filled with love and laughter as they did when they first met; like they did once upon a dream. As he pulled her close once more, gazing into her eyes that looked at him with such adornment he couldn’t help but seal his lips over hers again. Letting all in the room know that she was the woman he loved.

And they lived happily ever after.

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the worlds collide - i: an old face

Summary: Who are you? Now that the new world has collided with the remnants of the old? 

Pairing: BTS x reader (slight Got7/Jackson x reader)

Warnings: Referenced violence, covert sexism, zombies  Notes:  I knoooow I should be working on lessons to build and looking back at you but this idea just won’t let go. I originally wrote it for my 30 minute challenge but it got out of hand. So here it is, a zombie au! Not sure how long it’ll be yet but we’ll see! UNEDITED. Word Count: 3.2k

At the center of the end of the world, humanity was stripped to what it only needs to exist - strength, camaraderie, and grit.

With the undead nipping at your heels day and night, the only thought that remained were thoughts of where the nearest exist is, how to store food, how much farther for the next stronghold, and how long will that stronghold last. To survive, you stripped away everything unnecessary from your former life. All the bashfulness, the shame, and coated yourself with an armor as thick as the new callouses on your fingers - you still remember the first time you’ve went topless around Namjoon, and neither of you flinched.

Frankly, you’ve forgotten how to be anything else but this brought you to your new role in the new world. You’re no longer a girl, or a woman - you’re a survivor.

And with your old life etched in the sinew of your muscles, of your arms and your legs, you became a valuable member of the group. Along with Jungkook and Hoseok, you carry the front, bashing heads of zombies left and right, clearing the way to a new possible food source and haven.

It was a tiring existence, the type of tired that can’t be washed away by sleep. If that’s what you can call those pockets of peace you have when you’ve finally trusted them to watch your back.

It took long for you to finally drop your guard around these boys that you now call your family. Understandable, given that men didn’t really have a great track record for women to trust them even prior to the apocalypse. But you’ve met them in a tight circumstance, that had them trusting you before you even bothered to try.

(It was Jimin who first reached out, somehow unchanged by the cruelty of the new world. Always soft, always yearning.)

The seven of them had been friends before shit went down, and you were just a lucky one to be part of their orbit.

You remind yourself of this now that the new world has began.

This is the longest you’ve stayed in one place since two years ago, and it’s starting to feel like a place everyone could plant their roots in. The town’s largely untouched by the apocalypse, its strategic location in the mountains and quick response had them building trenches and walls, to keep the hoard from closing in.

It’s an extra precaution thoughtfully made by a self-sustaining community. For once, isolation brought forth more benefits than mishaps. They’ve barely lost people, largely untouched by the terrors of the world outside theirs. Innocent. Their lives went on. No nightmares, nothing.

The first time one of the pleasantly-dressed girls approached you with what could’ve been friendship, you flinched.

The boys were taken to it so easily, perhaps being as weary as you are didn’t make them jaded as it has made you.

Namjoon was swept away by the village committee, his brains and leadership evident with how he led you to safety. Jin and Jimin’s apprenticed under the village doctor, Yoongi’s turned to farming along with Taehyung, while Hoseok and Jungkook’s muscles are put to test building houses at the craft shop.

Everybody’s found a place except you, because while this town’s been untouched in all the good ways, it’s also been untouched in a sense that it kept to all the antiquated ways of the old world.

And, you hate how much you resent it in your deepest of hearts.

It’s as if they thought that putting you in a dress will wash away all the blood in your hands, as if you didn’t shed as much as all the boys did if not more. You’ve been turned away from all the things you could do, and are now being forced into things they want you to.

It’s suffocating, being torn with the desire to put your foot down and the fear of being perceived as ungrateful.

“They don’t understand, do they?”

You blink out of your thoughts and turn to a familiar face making himself comfortable beside you.

Jaebeom’s pushed away the unfinished basket to the side and pulled up one of his long legs to rest his elbow on.

By his side is his gun, locked and loaded, always ready even after months of quiet. You didn’t even hear him come in, but instead of being unsettled, you’re a slightest bit relieved to know that at least someone hasn’t gotten rusty.

The scar on his eyebrow stands out underneath the moonlight, and on  the porch of your little house way’s away from the center of the town, you two make a fine pair of outsiders.

“No, they don’t.”

Even in times of peace, loss is inevitable.

Namjoon mulls over this as he looks at the list of names up for the next supply run. Two names have been crossed, and two funerals were attended last week. One had a body, another didn’t.

Old man Jungho died of a heart attack after his son died outside, and along with the grief, Namjoon could feel the pressure placed on his shoulders by a community unused to “unnatural” losses.

He’s developed a cycling procedure that makes it slightly fair to everyone who volunteered. Marked with blue ink are the ones who were in the previous run, those in black are the ones who are up for the next one.

With the latter list down by two, Namjoon turns to a different corner of his notebook to see your name. Until now, he’s had every excuse not to put you out there but now…

“Fuck,” Namjoon sighs and rubs his face with his hands. He doesn’t know why you’ll want to do this again. He’s tried asking you but somehow, you’ve grown farther and farther away.

When he tried to find you in the village garden with Yoongi, suddenly you’re out getting water. When Seokjin did your monthly checkup, you’re as impenetrable as the walls, when Hoseok tried to approach you with improvements for your home, you brush him away saying you’ve dealt with it with Jaebeom.

Jaebeom.

Whom you’ve only met a month in after you’ve settled into town. Who somehow’s been rumored to visit your house after dark, when the boys you’ve spent two years with haven’t even gotten the chance to step into your home.

Namjoon lets out a shaky breath. You’ve been so unreachable it’s made him cry out of frustration when the nights are dark and the seven of them feel your absence the most in their own quaint home.

They miss you, so much. Even Yoongi who’s as taciturn as they come has tried reaching out to you, working endlessly hard in his own little garden at the back of their house to produce strawberries that you love so much.

“Who’s on the list?”

Hoseok steps in the kitchen and jolts Namjoon out of his longing. He’s wearing his “fight” pants and boots, his gun taken out of the secret cellar and empty go bag slung on his shoulders.

Namjoon pushes his notebook towards him and watches as his friend’s face grow dark at the sight of your name.

“No.”

Namjoon sighs at the conviction in his friend’s voice. It draws in Jungkook from the living room, wearing the same pants and same tension in his shoulders every run.

It’s different when it was just the seven of them, now, they have to lead a bunch of unseasoned people outside the walls just so they don’t go in blind when - not if - shit hits the fan. The loss of the Youngho weighs heavily on Jungkook. They were of the same age, but not the same life experience and ultimately, that was what killed him.

“No, what?”

Jungkook takes in the tension of the room and glances down at the open notebook. “Oh.”

He mouths your name silently, treasuring each syllable. How long since he’s called you? How long since you two talked? Back outside, he liked to believe you and him had a special bond born in the midst of danger and trivial common hobbies from the old world.

He still has that photo card of an old gaming character you two loved.

“I can’t play favorites.” Namjoon states, teetering between duty and keeping you safe inside the walls. If you knew, you’d probably hate him for this, but you don’t.

“You can - you have!” Hoseok slams his hands on the table, the sound echoing inside their house. Everything falls silent followed by footsteps from the second floor.  “What makes it different now?”

“The difference is the fact that we lost someone!” Namjoon bellows, his anger and stress rolling off him like waves but Hoseok doesn’t stand down. He knows its selfish, but the only thing that has him going now that you’ve pulled away is the knowledge that you’re safe.

“We always lose someone—“

“It’s not just us anymore, you know that, Hobi.”

Hoseok bites his cheek at Namjoon’s use of his nickname and he could feel the rest watching him like a hawk. All at once the fight goes out of him. It’s true. In exchange for safety, the get a community - for better or worse.

A hand lands on his shoulder and he turns to Taehyung, who in turn offers a strained smile. “At least, she has two of you to keep an eye on her out there. Like old times.”

Hoseok never thought he’d feel nostalgic about the times they’re elbow-deep in zombie gut but — “Yeah, like old times.”

Except, it isn’t like the old times.

Jungkook’s always been an awkward guy around girls, especially pre-apocalypse. He was all long limbs and Bambi eyes, not quite steadfast on what he was as a man and easily shaken by every attractive girl’s attention.

And although he’s grown a bit, confident in his looks and skills in this new world, he still hasn’t mastered the art of rejecting someone.

(He’s never had to, not when it was you.)

And so, he’s stuck at the last meeting with his back against the wall and one of the town’s remaining daughters - Hyerin-  crowding his space as opposed to being beside you across the room.

He doesn’t even know that Hyerin signed up for the run, especially with how he’s told her that it’s dangerous and that she hasn’t had the proper training to go out there. It rankles him all sorts of wrong when she said that her father said that “it isn’t as dangerous as they made it out to be” as if they’re lying about the dangers they’ve faced.

And sure, they’ve cleared out a large space around the town of zombies but things can always go wrong, and if there’s anything Jungkook has learned is that things have a habit of luring you to a false sense of security before fucking everything up.

Hoseok’s giving the briefing to their small group of ten, and he could see his friend’s eyes linger a second too long whenever it passes you. You with your hair pulled back and back straight, it almost brings him back.

But then you smile at something Jaebeom says and Jungkook feels his chest tightening on cue. You haven’t smiled nor even looked at him since the start of this briefing. What had he done wrong? What have they done wrong that drove you away?

“We might encounter people on this run, and I want you to remember - people are more dangerous than zombies.” Hoseok reminds the group, “They can think, they can plot - and are much harder to predict. We’ll need someone to bring up the front before we flank the space—“

Before Jungkook could raise his hand, yours shoot up along with Jaebeom’s.

“I’ll do it.”

From the back, Jungkook could clearly hear the murmurs of the men in the group. Someone, someone stupidly brave enough speaks up, “I think you should let the men handle this, darling.”

Jungkook sees you put your hand on Jaebeom’s arm before turning to where the voice is. It’s one of the older folks, large and burly with eyes alight with mockery.

You smile sickly sweet, “Oh? I’m not the one who puked on the side of the road during the last run, am I?”

The man sputters and laughter erupts around him, his friends who were equal parts terrified at the sight of a half-torso crawling towards them last month. It’s easy to laugh when it’s not your ass on the line.

Before he gets another word in, you remind him, Hoseok, Jungkook and everyone in the room how dangerous you were on the outside. And how dangerous you still are here.

“And for the record, could you stomach killing a man when you can’t even finish off a zombie? I can,” you pause the silence being answer enough, “So, no, I’m not leaving this to the men.”

“Antagonizing them isn’t earning you any points.”

Keeping your eyes on the road helps you steady your nerves. Outside, you could see the remains of pushed over cars as your caravan makes its way away from the forest and down the mountain.

According to the last team’s run’s intel, there were traces of people loitering down the town proper and so Namjoon’s sent a team before you get caught unawares.

Hoseok coughs, “Y/N. Are you listening?”

“I didn’t know there were points to earn.”

One line, and its scathing but, Hoseok thinks, at least you’re talking to him. He was afraid he’s forgotten your voice.

He may have abused his power a bit to split you up from Jaebeom but it still makes sense, given that you two have worked together longer outside. You with your speed and him with his agility, you make a pretty good team.

And with your pretty face, people tend to underestimate you until its too late.

Hoseok pauses and mulls over your statement. Adjustment is hard, he knows, pandering to people who don’t know how hard it is on the outside but it’s needed. He doesn’t understand where your dislike of it comes from, so much so you’ve decided to ostracize yourself not only from the people in town but also from them.

(He’s a man. Of course he doesn’t understand. Old or new world, men can only touch the surface of what damage the world has done to women.)

“Y/N, it’s just so we could live with them peacefully. No trouble.”

You finally turn to him and he shivers from the coolness in your eyes. “When have I caused them any trouble? I help out, don’t I? I’m a functioning member of the community - is it required to be all chummy with them?”

Framed like that, Hoseok doesn’t have any answer but a semblance of the truth lying in a question, “Why don’t you talk to us anymore?”

Outside, the caravan reaches its destination and people pour out of the old trucks.

“Is there anything to talk about?”

Of course, of course there is, Hoseok wanted to say. But job calls, and  when the sight of tracks greet your group, everything goes back to the back burner.

By the looks of it, there were at least four people about. All with large feet which most likely mean they were males.

Hoseok made a executive decision and sent back all of the group except you, Jaebeom and Jungkook. Given the situation, your group had too many people for this run turned reconnaisance and moving that many people will slow down any retreat you might need to do.

So he sent them back up with a message to Namjoon about the situation. He’ll get a lashing later but he’s sure the guys will understand. A small group is more manageable, but a group with established trust and dynamics (at least with the three of you) is more than ideal.

Your tracking leads the team to one of the larger convenient grocery stores in town. It’s long been looted and cleaned out, but somehow, one of the older craftsmen in the village figured out how to run the generator. Now, it’s store room is being used to hold and freeze any meat and fish you can’t afford to salt. How long you’ll have it running with the generator, who knows?

At what previously was an aisle for chips and snacks, you and Hoseok tread lightly, guns cocked and hands steady, your ears straining to hear any off-beat step as you get deeper into the store. Somewhere across the room, you know that Jungkook and Jaebeom are doing the same, closing off the larger exit.

It’s four on four, the odds may not be on your favor if it comes down to it but it’s not on theirs entirely either -whoever they are.

The morning light filters through the broken glass windows and reflects on your gun as you step forward to the large space at the end of the aisle. At the corner of your eye, you see Jungkook, -free of that girl hanging off his arm- tilt his head towards the large freezer ahead of you.

Behind him, Jaebeom moves to the right, taking position for a surprise attack while you three continue to advance. The freezer’s door is slightly ajar and you could almost make out the conversation and the shadows moving about inside. There’s unfettered laughter and guffaws, pulling you into a false sense of familiarity.

That laugh…

You were so in your head that your next step crushes a stray glass and echoes in the store. For a moment, it rings in the air, suspended like Hoseok freezing to look at you, before suddenly everything just- drops.

Out the door, someone tackles you to the ground, grabbing your gun and tossing it under the shelves. Your head bounces against the tiles and it steals your breath in pain but without missing a beat, you drive the heel of your palm to the man’s chin, hard enough to unbalance him off your waist.

The man rolls to the side and tries to grab your foot before you break free and kicks it to his face. With satisfaction, you hear him grunt in pain before grabbing at you again.

To the side, you see Hoseok trying to reach you, his gun similarly tossed away by the paler and taller man clutching his shoulder, slumped against a turned over cart. You’re ears are ringing, and you might’ve hit your head but vaguely you could hear someone punching someone at the other side of the aisle.

Everything happens so fast - and ends so quickly.

Your vision clears up as a cock of a gun rings clear, pausing everyone’s movements.

In front of you is a face you’d never thought you’d see again. He’s darker, with what seems to be a permanent five o’clock shadow on his jaw, but his eyes light up at the sight of you and a smile stretches on his lips, his hands up but uncaring of Jaebeom’s gun against his head.

“Y/N, long time no see.”

You gasp, frozen on the floor. “Jackson.”

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The Dragon and her Knight

a/n: before I start this. This will be my first time writing a short story that I thought of. So please help with feedback!as well! its very long! its been awhile since i wrote something like years so please bear with me! remember yall are loved!

Tenya x Female!reader 

“We will be family day tomorrow remember tell all your family to come so we can all get to know each other.” Aizawa said

All the class groans

“Hey I'm just the messenger. Principle Nezu requested it for Class 1-A. So please bring your families. And I understand if some can’t make it. But please request they come. Okay class is over for today. Remember to call to see if they are coming and that it’s all day. Class dismiss”

Everyone started packing up when Shoji approached Y/N.

“Hey y/n you excited for tomorrow?”

“Honestly Sho I am. You will get to see my 3 older siblings and my parents again! They are always so busy with the agency we never see eachother.my father is even taking the day off.”

“That’s amazing! I would love to meet your parents again!”

You smile remembering how Shoji met your parents when you fell ill during Flu season and your family came and visited you while Shoji took care of you.

While walking towards the door someone bumped into you hard as you fell to the floor.

“Y/N?! Are you okay?” Shoji asked while helping you up

“Yeah Im fine sho now who the fuck bumped into me that hard ?”

“I must have not seen you there L/N. I figured because you're not up to my level?” Iida said.

“Guess who still hasn't learned how to fix that cursing problem you have L/N? Even as kids you used to curse like a sailor. You really have no manners do you?”

Smirking you said

“I may have a cursing problem Iida. But god knows I don’t have a stick up my ass now do I? And from what I hear you're just mad from your actions.”

“Now why would I be mad?”

“My family is all coming tomorrow and your precious rich daddy can’t take a day off of work now could he?” You say tauntingly

“For your information all my family is coming along tomorrow as well. Even my brother.”

“Ah the laid back Iida is coming too! Wow must be an accomplishment?! Here let me give you the pity award” You say sarcastically

Tenya growled and walked away while saying

“See your family tomorrow L/N. Tomorrow will be an interesting day.”

You rolled your eyes and walked to your dorm with Shoji.

“Tell me why again you and Tenya are always at each other’s throats about y’all’s family’s? “ Shoji says

“You see love. Me and Iida grew up together and were the best of friends. We did everything together from helping both of our older brothers with their suits to eating family dinners together. “ you say while arriving at your dorm and unlocking it

“Our older brothers were best of friends and so did my sister and brother got along with Iidas older brother. We were always neck in neck in school and Quirk power. Until one day my older brother Kyo (I’m just gonna name the siblings and if that’s your name I’m so sorry😭) was top of his class and was beating Iidas brother in both hero work and school wise. It was never more than a friendly rivalry between them but our families took it seriously. Iidas family found out that Kyo was excelling faster than Tensie. And surely enough my brother graduated top of his class and knowing how to control his quirk.”

Going into your dorm you set your backpack down and Shoji did the same. Starting to change into normal clothes while shoji did as well. It was so common for shoji left clothes because he always slept over.

While changing you continued

“So when graduation came along both of our families decided to have dinner with each other before having our own big parties  separately. While eating dinner at Kyos and Tensies favorite restaurant our families started to compare our brother's work and every time they tried to one up each other until finally Iidas' family said “You know what? Our sons don’t need to hang out with your kind. We are better than you all and our Agency and money proves it. You don’t have enough money to raise 4 Children! Ha you guys are low lives we will never associate with again.” According to Kyo, Athena and Laxus

Tensie defended us and tried to apologize but it didn’t slide with my parents. We left and ever since we have been rivals. We were never the richest like them. We worked for our big agency. My father and Kyo run the Agency.

It has been a rivalry between us as well. That’s why I study for long hours and as well practice my Quirk with Kyo Athena and Laxus when they come around to visit or present. They all graduated top number one. I want to do that as well.

Iida is just a reminder from my past that tamiles like them exist. They are born into riches while we work for ours. I can never forgive his family for what they said to mine. You know how much I love them. My family is everything to me. We might have arguments and disagreements about my future and the agency but at the end of the day they are my headache to deal with and honestly I don’t mind.” You say smiling and looking at Shoji

“But you do remember that time you lost a dare and kissed Tenya that one night I thought for sure you were over this rivalry. I swear every time I bring it up-“

You cut him off by throwing a pillow at him

“STOPPPPPP WE DON'T TALK ABOUT IT! IT WAS A STUPID DARE IT MEANT NOTHING!!!”

He laughs and says

“SUREEEE you came back a squealing mess and so unsure of your feelings that night to my room.”

I sighed and looked at the grown

“You know I can’t love him. My family wouldn’t approve and you know they are my world.”

“But n/n you need to realize that it’s your future. And your love. You love him don’t you.”

Sadly nodding

“I do. But he hates me. He doesn’t see me as a potential lover. He sees me as a rival he needs to crush because his family says so. My family wanted me to have that mentality as well. But for the love of fuck we held hands growing up and he gave me flowers because he thought it would go pretty un my hair.”

You say while walking to a small box of memories and pulling up photos of Tenya and you as children and dried flowers you pressed.

“I’ll just love from afar Sho.”

He nods and pulls you into a warm hug.

“Remember bestie I’m here for you. Anytime anywhere and if I have to knock some sense into Iida when he’s mean to you. Even if I don’t like hitting my classmates I will do it for you.”

Hugging tighter you said

“Thank you really bestie thank you.”

“Now let’s get to studying. We need to review for next week's test. But we can listen to music and dance around as well.” You said smiling while pulling away from the hug

Shoji nods and grabs his work while you turn up the music.

——time skip to next day brought to you by my raging headache and wanting to eat as well my spelling errors———————-

“Hey y’all made it!” You said running towards your family

“Hell yeah we did we miss your stupid face!” Laxus said while hugging you

“Haha I miss your dumb face as well.”

You said while pulling away from the hug

“Hi mom hi dad “ you said smiling and hugging both

“Hi my love, how are you? Are you eating well? Not forcing yourself too much are you? And Shoji, where is he?” Mom said in a hurry

“Women, she will never understand you. Calm down, I'm sure they are fine. Right love?” Dad says

“Yes dad I am, don't worry mom I’m okay I’m healthy and breathing no I’m not giving myself too much and Shoji is just with his parents In his room before we meet up in class for the activities.” I say while looking over to see Athena and Kyo walking our way.

“Tell me again you sleep deprived child why are we here again? Family day was eject a thing back when we went to school” Kyo said while leaning into a hug

“Nice to see you too Kyo and I don’t know honestly. Guess to get closer. Dawg we've been through so much shit together as a class I think In principle eyes we need to like to know each other on a deep level I guess.” You say while pulling away

“Well beats me honestly it gives us time to relax with you and spend time with our small child we raised now come here and give your sister a hug.” Athena said while giving you a bone crushing hug

“Look at her now she was Bitching the whole way saying she was hungry and didn’t want to relive her U.A. memories. Now she’s hugging you.” Kyo said while wrapping his arm around Laxus.

We all laughed when we heard

“I see you still have a cursing problem L/N. You haven’t changed since U.A.” Tenie said

“Well you see Engine arms we love to keep it real with the family and no filter who do we need to please with our manners? Now you can just simply ignore our “vulgar language”now can you?” Kyo said tauntingly

There was a dead silent between them when Tensie said

“I’m just fucking with you Kyo. How you been, haven’t seen you in months brother.” Tensie said while hugging Kyo laughing.

“I’ve been good! traveling to America for hero work and Singapore. How are you?”

“Even since the accident I’ve been in my wheelchair but I’m still helloing the old man with work at the agency. Mister and Misses L/n hope you guys are well. “ Tensie said

My parents simply nodded there head with a straight face

“The Devil Dragon herself. How are controlling your powers going?” Tensie said to me

“I’ve gotten better. Athena has shown me ways to control them better and so has Laxus and Kyo at times.”

“Now that’s good! I say take better points from Athena. They don’t give her that name for nothing. Now do they?” Tensie says flirty to Athena like who simply rolled her eyes and said

“ in your dreams Iida” while smirking

“Ah so I’ll dream of it tonight.” Tensie said and laughed

Which left Athena a blushing mess

Before Tensie can talk again I hear

“Son, why did you wander off again?! We told you to meet us at the Classroom.”  Mister Iida said while approaching us

“Yeah Tensie, we thought you got lost?” Tenya said as well

“I'm a fine father. I was just saying hello to Kyo and his family. And how could I get lost Tenya I came here to school. I can only go so far with my wheelchair.” Tensie said

Our family locked eyes and said

“Ah The L/N family I’m so surprised they let you children come to this school after your first son.” Mister Iida said

“Well I have you know Iida, my daughter and Son graduated top number one in their class as well. And our last daughter is not too far behind. I hear from Eraser that she’s number one in her class. And her Quirk is more lasting and controlling than anyone’s” my father said while stepping up

“You see Tenya isn’t too far behind and I’m positive he will beat your daughter. And her devil form.” Mister Iida said while giving me a side eye

I rolled my eyes and grabbed my dads hand

“Come on dad. Let’s go do the activities and see around.”

“Okay love let’s go.” He said not even saying nothing to the Iidas while I spoke up to Tenya

“Keep your father on a damn leash or i'll send him to a nursing home.” While bumping into him harshly

[time skip]

After a day of fun activities and hanging out with Shoji and his parents everyone decided to meet up in class to have the introduction part over with.

While everyone introduced their family my name came up.

“Y/n your turn “ Aizawa said

While dragging my parents and siblings up there I said

“Hey guys you know me Y/N I am the youngest of 4. There is my brother Kyo you may know as “The Fire Dragon” he is the oldest. Then there is Athena who y’all may know as “The Wind Dragon” who is second oldest. Then there is Laxus who you may know as “The Thunder dragon” and lastly me who happens to be “the devil dragon” us 4 beautiful babies came from our mother Lilac and our father Ivan. Together we all run Dragon Slayer Industry. Any questions?”

Someone spoke up and said

“Why does your name end with dragon?”

Kyo spoke up and said

“When we activate our Quirk our facial features slowly change into a dragon form. We saw that in the patterns of myself maturing into my Quirk along with everyone. You see, our cheek has scales at times when we use our quirk and Wings as well but only if we are fully using our powers. It differs for Y/N tho. Due to the fact her transformation is more lengthy and more levels towards her dragon form. She posses our strongest form of Dragon Slayer which is Devil power.”

I looked down and smiled when my dad speaks up

“She’s the youngest of our 4 children but we love her as much as we love our 3 eldest. They all happen to be our pride and Joy of Dragon Slayer industry.”

We all look up and dad and he gave us a soft smile

After everyone introduces their families and explains their quirks, Principle Nezu stands on Aizawas shoulder and speaks.

“All of the Families and students meet up in the common room of The dorm we are having karaoke night with the families!”

Me and Athena locked eyes and smiled

While Kyo and Laxus groaned and sat their heads on both mine and Athena's shoulders.

“Awwww what’s wrong Lawx? You don’t wanna perform?” I say while scratching his head

“No, because we don’t sing well, you and Thena always sing better than us.” He mumbled into my shoulder

“I mean that’s true but we know our old school songs don’t we Laxus?” Kyo said optimistically while wrapping his arms around Athena's neck

“You guys legit screamed Drivers License with me and Y/n when it came out. What makes y’all think y’all can’t sing?” Athena says while getting up and following the crowd to the common room.

“Did you really sign the driver's license with your sister Kyo?” Tensie said while his family behind him

“Hell yeah I did. It’s manly to scream with your sisters in the car about a breakup song. And I love them too much as well.” Kyo said proudly

“AWWWWWW you love us?!” Me and Athena gushed

“Shut up you guys” kyo says while pushing us

We both laughed and look at tensie

“What song are you planning to sing?” Athena asked

“Well hopefully a duet with my brother but if not if you want I can do a duet with you?” Tensie said

Athena blushed and mumbled

“Yeah sure.”

I smiled and quickly looked at Tenya who was just smiling at his brother and kept quite along with his parents.

“Are y’all planning to all sing together at least one song? “ Tensie ask us

“HELL YEAH WE ARE! “Laxus yelled happily

“We already have a song in mind. We relate to it too much so we might sing that one!”

We all nodded in agreement and arrived at the common room. It was big enough for the karaoke machine that was hooked to the t.v.

We all sat down Iidas family not far from us and Shoji's family right near us. Me and Shoji smiled and shared snacks while everyone performed.

So many performances went on From Sero and Ojiro performing

To me and my siblings

To Tensie and Tenya

Me and Shoji as well

And even Tensie and Athena

To even Bakugo surprisingly

Everything was coming to a end when Mina requested After her song finish

“I request Y/N and Iida do a song together to close it off!”

“WHAT?!” Tenya and I screamed

“Yes, that would be an amazing idea!!!” My sister stated

“We second that!” My brothers and Tensie said

All the class started agreeing and even there parents while I looked back at mine and Tenyas parents

“Love. It’s all up to you, we won't be mad at you if you do.” My mom stated

My father was about to say something when kyo covers his mouth

“Go sis. It’s okay. Right old man.” He said forcefully

I sighed and got up and said

“Well are we doing this or not engine legs?”

Tenya nodded and got up as well while we headed to the small stage and we looked at eachother and sighed.

“What song are we gonna do?” Tenya asked quietly

“Well I don’t know we can pick random-“ before I can finish the sentence Tensie and Athena walked up and said

“We already have a song in mind. Here this one” Tensie pointed to “Beauty and the Beast and before you say no one we won’t let you leave so do it good” Athena said smiling and walk off with Tensie

“Let’s get this over with Engine legs. I'm sleepy.” I say while pressing play

The music starts

I sing

Tale as old as time

True as it can be

Barely even friends

Then somebody bends

Unexpectedly

I look at Tenya and he smiled and turned to me

Just a little change

Small to say the least

Both a little scared

Neither one prepared

Both of us at the same while looking at each other

Beauty and the Beast

Ever just the same

Ever a surprise

Ever as before

And ever just as sure

As the sun will rise

Ever just the same

Tenya singed and looked into the crowd

And ever a surprise

Both while Turning to the crowd

Ever as before

While I sing sweetly

And ever just as sure

As the song goes on we became more emotional and more one with the song

Both looking into eachothers eyes and singed

Bitter-sweet and strange

Finding you can change

Learning you were wrong

We scooted closer together

While still singing Tenya puts his hand on my cheek which makes me melt Into his hands and forget anyone was watching. I felt that the world stopped while looking into his blue beautiful eyes.

Tale as old as time

Song as old as rhyme

Beauty and the Beast

Beauty and...

Beauty and the Beast

Singing the last note, Tenya pulled me into a kiss.

It wasn’t a dominant kiss, it was more of a passionate and tender kiss.

Happily kissing back we sadly pulled back for air and realized we were around people.

I turn to see my siblings clapping and jumping around and my mom's smiling face and my dad's soft stern look.

To Tensie clapping and hugging Athena and Iidas parents' shock.

Finally I pulled away from Tenyas grip when I felt being pulled off the stage by Tenya. Dragging me to an empty room.

“Wait Iida what are you doing? Dude let me go” I say while struggling to get out his grip when finally we stopped in an empty study room.

“I'm sorry I pulled you away. It was too much commotion for me to speak to you in private.” Tenya says while looking down

“Why did you kiss me?”

He stayed silent

“Tenya, why did you kiss me?” I say softly

He chuckles and says softly

“I haven’t heard you say my name in years. I forget how smoothly it came off your lips.”

Smiling sadly I grabbed his face and looked at him.

“Huh yeah it’s been awhile hasn’t it. But really why did you kiss me? I understand if it was in the moment and not meant-“

“Wait, you think I didn’t mean it?!” Tenya says with panic in his eyes

“Well with the rivalry and the mean comments and just brutal training against each other  at times I would never think you would like me or even kiss me.”

“I understand where you're coming from but I need to assure you that I do care for you. Even after the stupid and inconsiderate comments my parents said years ago. I never stopped caring for you. This rivalry is so dumb. if I see Tensie falling in love with Athena. Why can't I do the same.” Tenya says

“Wait, you love me?”

“I always have. Since the day we met when Kyo and Tensie had a group project and you came over with Kyo to my house. I remember your beautiful c/e looking so afraid and didn’t want to leave Kyo’s lap because you only knew him. And while I tried to persuade you to come and play with me in the garden I remembered I overheard your mom say your favorite flower was f/f and lucky for us we had it in the garden. I begged my mother to cut the smallest flower there was.” He smiles and continues

“I grabbed the flower carefully and ran back to Tensei's room where you and Kyo were. I sat next to Kyo and I saw your eyes light up in the sight of the flower. I asked if I can put it in your hair and you nodded and I said-“

“It looks beautiful. If you come outside with me we can make a beautiful flower crown for a princess like you.” We say in sink

“You remembered” I say softly

“I always have.” Tenya said

“What do we do now? We both like each other and just want to be happy with each other. Without our parents at our throats.” I say

“Come.” Tenya says while holding my hand

We both ran to the common room and saw nobody and I looked to see that both of our family’s were in my dorm room. I tugged Tenya and pointed to my family. He quickly dragged me with him and while we approached our families we heard our fathers argue.

“If your daughter hadn't come to this school Tenya would be number one!”

“Oh please that is so not true and you know that. Your son wouldn’t be number one even if my own daughter wasn’t here. She got so many recommendations to come here like Endeavor's child!”

While they argued I see our mothers knock on my door

“Y/n sweetie please open the door. We know you're in there with Tenya.” My mom says

“Y/n its okay me and your mother are not mad. Tenya please convince Y/n to open the door.” Tenyas mom said

I see on the floor crouching down my brothers and sister along with Tensie who seemed to be calling our phones. And I remember I left my phone on my bed.

“Mom, I'm right here.” I say

I see my family look at me and Tenya holding hands.

“Oh thank god. We thought you locked yourself in your room.” Athena said while getting up and hugging me

“Oh no I just left my phone on my bed. I just talked to Tenya for a bit and we want to talk to y’all actually.” I say while looking at my family and his.

“And before we go into my room. Please stop the fucking arguing this rivalry is gettin old. Of who’s better or not. Both of you men are reaching an old age, stop arguing and act normal. I will not tolerate it in my room. If y’all do I will spray you with my spray bottle that has water. Got it?” I say while unlocking my door

They nod and all pile into my room.

My siblings sat on my bed with Tensie next to them.

My parents and Tenyas parents sat on the couch I had.

After everyone settled in Tenya spoke

“I understand that this rivalry has affected me and y/n in many ways you wouldn’t understand. From me and Tensie losing our best friends to hating the idea of them succeeding. Tensie matured and became friends again with the y/n family and hell even fell in love with Athena. I always respect you father because you always knew better for me but this is my time to choose and I choose to be friends and more with Y/n.”

“I understand dad that you don’t like me associating with the family who made fun of us because of our wealth and status. And god knows I'm still upset but it was never Tenyas nor Tensei's words. Even misses Idas words. And I know it gives you rage and anger seeing with the son of the man who made fun of us. But dad. Im old enough to choose who to associate with. I know mom is okay with it. But I want you to be okay with this as well. I'm not asking you to forgive them this instant. But please work with Tenya and Tensie they are trying to make amends.” I say with tears in my eyes

“Father. I love her.”

‘Dad I love him.”

We say together

Our father look at us and each other and sighed

“Darling I will try for you.” My dad says

“ I will as well.” Tenyas father said

I smiled and ran to hug my parents.

“Thank you really thank you” I say crying

My parents hugged me back and kissed my forehead

My sister pulled me from my parents grasp and threw me to my brothers who hugged me

“Look at this little devil dragon growing up it was just like yesterday you told us to shut the fuck up.” Laxus said

“If you dont let me breathe ill make sure you don’t have children you fucking dick” I say struggling to breath

When they let me go I see Tensie and Athena hold hands having there cute couple moment

I smiled and walk over to my record player and put the disc vinyl of Cage the elephant and

“Cigarettes Daydreams” played

I look to see my father dance with my mom

As well with Tenyas parents

With our siblings singing

Distracted in the moment i hear

“Can I have this dance” Tenya says

I smiled and slowly danced with him

“ We will make this work. I promise.” Tenya says

“We better. I know I didn’t kiss you as a dare for nothing.” I say while looking up at him

“I remember that kiss. You ran off to Shoji's room while I stood shocked and eventually went back to my dorm and overthink the kiss.”

We both laughed and that’s when I sing

“Soft speak”

“with a mean streak” Tenya singed

“Nearly brought me to my knees” we said softly as we danced to the rest of the song

Do do do do do do You can drive all night Looking for answers in the pouring rain You wanna find peace of mind Looking for the answer If we could find a reason, a reason to change Looking for the answer If you could find a reason, a reason to stay Standing in the pouring rain

[betelgeusessonajblog]

Roger’s Story: Planet Nemesis

This is a REALLY, REALLY, REAAAALLY Long story with lots of Time jumps

A young female lizard-like being stood staring out of her bedroom window, looking outside, viewing her kingdom. She wore a long purple dress, she had peach scales and, had a large bump on her stomach and had a crown on her head. She lightly rubs her belly “Not much longer now, my dear son.” she said with a smile as she thought about meeting her new born son.

She had been with her husband King Dayne for about 4 years at this point and were finally ready to start a family together. Though she was mainly doing this alone.

She let out a soft sigh as she thought about her husband and how he had been rather busy over the last few weeks but she knew he had to do his duty.

She was on bedrest from now on by recommendation from their Doctor to which they had both agreed, being King and Queen of this planet could be stressful at times and the last thing they needed was putting their unborn son at risk.

Just then there was a knock at the door, she turned her head “Come in.” she called out in a soft voice. The door opened revealing a grey lizard wearing an old fashioned butler outfit. He bows slightly “Good afternoon, your highness.” he said before stepping into the room.

The queen smiled a little as she walked over to the lizard “Hello, Artemis.” she said as she hugged the other

Artemis smiled a little as he returned the hug “How are you feeling, Crystal?” he asked.

"I’m doing well though the little one is very active today. Lot’s of kicking.” Crystal said with a small chuckle “He’s going to be a very energetic child.”

"I’m glad you’re doing well.” Artemis said as he continued to smile

“I’m glad you remembered to call me by my name when it’s just you and, I.” Crystal teased a little “You’ve been my dear friend for four years, Art.”

“I could never get used to it at first.” Artemis chuckled a little before Crystal held her stomach “Are you alright?” he asked, a concerned look on his face

“He’s kicking again.” Crystal smiled "Want to feel?” she asked to which Artemis nodded before gently placing his hand on Crystal’s stomach feeling her unborn son kick “Ooh that was a strong kick.” Artemis smiled “He’s gonna be a troublemaker, like his mother~” he teased.

Crystal chuckled lightly “Hey, I was not used to being a queen yet. I had to get used to going from rebel to Royalty” she smirked

“Has that changed~?” Artemis joked

“Ooh your words wound me.” Crystal said as he acted as if she was wounded before sitting down on a nearby chair “I’m glad you’re my friend, Artemis...you’ve been someone that I can truly rely on.”

“I’m glad that you can consider me a friend, Crystal....” Artemis said with a smile as he sat on the bed. There was a few moments of silence before Crystal asked “Have you seen Dayne today?”

Artemis rubbed the back of his neck “Only briefly, he was heading out to check on how construction for that new school was coming along.” he replied “Still as busy as ever.”

Crystal chuckled “of course. I do miss him when he isn’t around but that’s the lives we lead.” she looked at Artemis “And....how did your date with Nathan go?”

Artemis blushed lightly “W-Well....um...it was great. I’m grateful you gave me the night off to spend time with him.”

"I’m so glad it went great for you two. You’ve had a thing for him for months now, wasn’t sure if you’d ever manage to get the courage to talk to him.” Crystal teased, smiling.

The two spent a few hours just talking, Artemis would make sure Crystal was alright if she suddenly felt sick. Eventually she got changed into her pyjamas then got comfy in her bed as Artemis drew the curtains then left a bottle of water for her before leaving.

At some point a muscular lizard that’s scales were a very dark green with a crown atop his head came into the room, he was wearing a rather old fashioned king’s outfit but it had some symbols on it that were unique to the planet. One of which being the ‘Family crest’ that had a lizard with twin swords on it. (X)

Crystal had fallen asleep by this point so she didn’t hear her husband come over to the bed. He removes his clothes carefully then puts on his on his own pyjamas then climbs into bed next to her and kisses her cheek gently.

Crystal yawns a little before opening her eyes “Hello, handsome.” she said with a soft smile

“Hello, my beloved.....I’m sorry I was gone all day.” Dayne said as he took her hand “I tried finishing everything as fast as possible.....”

“Sssh I know, my love....more things happened as the day progressed....it’s alright.” Crystal smiled as she carefully rolled onto her back, she looked over at where Dayne’s clothes were then smirked “That outfit still looks ridiculous on you.”

Dayne couldn’t help but chuckle “I know, I know. It was what my father wore when he ruled unfortunately. It’s always gonna have an old fashioned look. I know it’d be easier to go for a modern look but...this honestly helps me feel closer to them.”  Dayne smiled a little

Crystal smiled before letting out a small groan “Oof the little one’s at it again.”

Dayne smiled a little as he places his hand on Crystal’s pregnant belly “He’s gonna be a strong energetic child.” he chuckled before looking at Crystal “Y’know we’ve gone through a lot of names for our son....and none have really clicked for us....but I’ve been thinking and...well how about we name him Roger, after your Grandfather?”

Crystal couldn’t help but smile a little “Little Roger....I love it.” she leaned up and kisses Dayne on the lips gently “What made you decide that?”

“Been thinking about those that are no longer around and....whilst your Father and, I never got along greatly, your Grandfather was....incredible. He was always supportive but could be firm to myself and your father. I like to think it’s because of him our relationship did improve a lot more than it had been.” Dayne explained as he lightly rubbed her belly.

The two spoke for a couple of minutes before finally settling down for the night. Dayne looked over at the Clock/Calendar on the wall near their bed. The date read December 13th 2000, in a few days or so their little boy was due and he couldn’t wait to meet him.

A few days pass, King Dayne kept himself busy with work until one late evening, Crystal’s waters broke so he and, Artemis rushed her to the hospital. Everyone was nervous as hell, almost forgetting her overnight bag in the rush to get her to the hospital.

Hours passed, Artemis was sat in the waiting room, tapping his foot trying to calm his nerves. He looked around a little, he was sat with some of Crystal’s family like her younger sister, older brother, her father and, mother. And on the other side was Dayne’s family which consisted of his mother and, his Uncles. Dayne was the only child of the previous King and, Queen.

Artemis looked up at the clock. They had come into the hospital around midnight and it was now almost 5:30 AM. He was hoping everything was going alright for them though he knew it could take a long time.

Eventually the doors to Crystal’s room opens, King Dayne steps out the colour was drained from his face so that did worry the family but he smiled widely “He’s perfect.....Little Roger’s here and he’s perfectly healthy.”

The group let out a sigh of relief and started talking amongst themselves for a few moments before each of them got up and congratulated Dayne on becoming a father

Artemis smiled as he and Dayne shook hands “How’s the Queen doing?”

"She’s sound asleep, she’s tired but doing well. Roger’s sleeping nearby....god I can’t believe it, I’m a father.” Dayne said with a grin. One of Dayne’s Uncles came over and coaxed Dayne into coming outside to get some fresh air and a cup of coffee from the Canteen.

The pair were soon stood outside with a cup of coffee in their hands, drinking it silently before the Uncle spoke in their planet’s native tongue “E ys kmyt dryd ouin cuh fyc punh cyvamo, tayn habraf. Pid E ruba dryd oui yna nayto vun dra tyo dryd ra femm ujandrnuf oui. E ghuf dryd oui ahzuo paehk y gehk pid, mega oui tet fedr ouin vydran, ra femm ujan drnuf oui. Ouin vydran fyc y fayg gehk, tu hud syga dra cysa secdygac yc res. Syga cina dryd lremt ghufc fru ec eh lrynka vnus dra pakehhehk..”  [Translation from Al Bhed to English: “I am glad that your son was born safely, dear nephew. But I hope that you are ready for the day that he will overthrow you. I know that you enjoy being a king but, like you did with your father, he will over throw you. Your father was a weak king, do not make the same mistakes as him. Make sure that child knows who is in charge from the beginning.”

Dayne lightly squeezed his cup, what Crystal hadn’t known about her husband was he did indeed have a dark side. The Previous king, his father, had become...weak in the eyes of his Uncles...and mother...so King Dayne killed his father to take over. His mother stepped down as Queen and Dayne ruled for a few years and was rather vicious until he met Crystal which had softened him as soon as they began to date, he was much kinder now which pissed off his Uncles and Mother, to them they were more powerful and better than EVERYONE, Crystal included but they decided to leave them be for now, that is.

Dayne looks at his Uncle as he gets into his face “My father....was weak, I took care of that....but I won’t harm my child. If you attempt to harm him yourself, I will make sure to end you and leave your head on a spike.” he said with venom in his voice.

His Uncle shook his head as he walked off heading for his home “He’ll be stronger than you, Dayne more powerful....just you watch.” he said before Dayne headed back inside to see his wife and newborn son.

Crystal was still asleep when Dayne returned so he walked over to the small bed where Roger was and smiled softly as he looked down at the tiny lizard sleeping soundly, a small toy in his hands. He saw Crystal’s mother was holding this earlier “Must’ve given this to the nurse...” he thought to himself before he lightly stroked Roger’s cheek “...my sweet boy....I...I promise I won’t let them harm you....” he whispered.

Over the next year things had progressed rather well with Roger and, Crystal. Roger was born December 17th so he got to see his first Christmas tree just a few days later, he even saw snow for the first time. Which was something that everyone was still getting used to.

It was something Queen Crystal had said she had heard of and always wanted to see after hearing so many stories from her family whom had visited their original home, the Monster World, long before Crystal was born so when she got married to Dayne, he took it upon himself to find out more about snow so he could give her the experience she had always wanted.

So, using the planet’s weather machine, King Dayne gave their planet snow for the first time ever. They had never used the weather machine for anything other than hot weather or fall weather, never cold weather. It was a big shock to their kingdom but eventually people came to appreciate the nice change of scenery

Crystal was so happy that she was able to give her son his first ever Christmas. They had a nice family dinner and gave each other gifts. Things couldn’t be more perfect in Crystal’s eyes.

That is until the following year, Roger had woke up crying loudly after having a bad dream. What was scary to many in the castle was the building shook the longer Roger cried.

Crystal picked her son up and began gently rocking him back and forth, trying her best to calm him down. King Dayne rushed into the room, worried for his family’s safety due to the building shaking.

But as soon as Crystal got Roger to calm down, that’s when it hit the king.....his son was the reason behind the shaking, what his Uncle had said was true, his son was somehow more powerful than he was.

At that age, Dayne’s powers hadn’t even begun to develop, he didn’t learn about them until he was older. He shook his head trying to rid himself of those thoughts “Are you alright?” he asked as he walked towards Crystal

“I’m alright, Roger is too.....I think....I think that was him causing the building to shake...” Crystal said as she kept gently rocking Roger

“...Yes...I have to agree with you.” Dayne said as he looked at his son whom was finally calmed down. He couldn’t let his son continue to get stronger...no no that wasn’t it, he was wanting to stop his son’s cries from shaking the castle up for everyone’s safety.

He rubs his face a little trying to think of something before his hand touched his nose ring...that was it’ The nose ring, he could....he could turn it into something that could weaken Roger’s powers. Normally it was just a sign for the males to wear to show they were royalty, he could...just make a new one that would help Roger.

Over the next few days, King Dayne had someone secretly work on this nose ring so Roger could be safe. It wouldn’t null his powers but it would weaken them so he wasn’t worrying about his wife and child’s safety.

Once that ring was finished, they held a ceremony where Roger was given the nose ring and had it placed into his nose. Roger began crying which worried Crystal that he could cause the building to shake but when it didn’t happen, she was confused for a few moments before looking at her husband whom acted like he didn’t know what had happened.

A short time later, the pair were getting ready to settle down for the night when Crystal looked at her husband “....Did....you do something to our son?” she asked, her tone a serious one.

“Something to him? Crystal, I didn’t do anything to him.” Dayne said, he wasn’t technically lying

“...Then why wasn’t the building shaking today like the castle has when Roger cried??” Crystal asked as she stared into his eyes, wanting to know the truth.

Dayne let out a sigh “....Fine....I...I didn’t do anything to him....I...the nose ring I had made specially for him.....it weakens his powers. I didn’t want this crying to get stronger and, for him or for you to wind up hurt.”

Crystal sighed, the last few days when Roger’s crying had happened the building would shake quite a bit. She wasn’t angry for that “I...I understand....you could’ve just told me...” she said before kissing Dayne’s cheek “I understand protecting us just....don’t feel the need to hide it.”

“Alright, I promise my love I won’t.” Dayne said with a smile as he took her hands, they share a gentle kiss before climbing into bed together.

Another year passes, things seemed to have gotten better for the pair of them. Roger had been sleeping longer, He wasn’t showing signs of his powers increasing which was great in Dayne’s eyes. That is until one day the nose ring stopped functioning, he was warned this would happen due to how little time they had to test it out and make sure it wasn’t buggy.

Roger was back to shaking the castle every now and then when he was upset from a nightmare or just upset in general. Though it seems like the nightmare amplified it tenfold.

When Dayne’s Uncle, the same one from the hospital, came to visit he saw how strong Roger’s power was. He drags Dayne away from his duties to somewhere private and secluded “I warned you, Dayne that this would happen. That child is going to get stronger and more powerful than you and overthrow you with ease when he’s older.”

“I’ve done my best to contain his powers so they don’t get stronger, his nose ring malfunctioned. I’m working on a way to...” Dayne said before his Uncle cut him off

"You have gotten SOFT with that family of yours, that child is gonna take away EVERYTHING from you. You used to be much stronger than this, more vicious. What happened to that Dayne? the one with the power, the one that didn’t let ANYTHING step in the way?” his Uncle said with an angry look on his face

“I have not gotten SOFT, Uncle.” Dayne snarled “And don’t you bring my family into this.”

"OH so you’re telling me you haven’t?" the Uncle asked as he stared at Dayne

Dayne went silent....it’s true that meeting Crystal had changed him but this was for the better...right?

"I’ve heard people talking about you....they think you’re weak, they think you’re pathetic. Before Crystal you were a better ruler, a better King. Since her? you’ve made things worse. I mean Winter for us? Are you fucking stupid? If you can’t see you’re better off without her and her family then you’ve got no chance of surviving.” The Uncle smirked as he walked off

Dayne stood there, staring at the ground....his Uncle was right....deep down he fucking knew he was right. He had changed himself for Crystal, he gave her Winter...For fucking lizards? What was he fucking thinking?

The longer he thought about it, the more he realised his Uncle was right....that...that had to change and change FAST.

Later that day he headed to Crystal’s family’s home whilst Crystal was taking a nap with Roger. He knocks on the door then awaits for someone to answer, secretly pulling out twin daggers from behind his back and kept them there.

Crystal’s younger sister opened the door and greeted her brother-in-law before inviting him inside. He smiles as he steps inside then closes the door with his tail. He was in there for a good 10 minutes before he stepped out, his daggers drenched in blood, the clothes he was wearing had blood splatter on them.

He wipes the blood off his face and daggers before removing his clothes and changing into a spare set that he had brought with him before tossing the old clothes into a trash bag then throws it into a nearby river. He had made sure to put something into the bag so the clothes would sink to the bottom before he returned to the castle.

On his way home, Dayne sent a message to his Uncle on a wrist communicator telling him “I took care of Crystal’s family.” as soon as he got into the castle, he made his way to the bathroom and had a long shower, making sure that he washed all the blood off of himself before he got out and dried himself off before putting his clothes back on.

The next day Crystal headed to her family’s home, wanting to spend time with her family. Upon reaching the house, she knocked on the door but was confused when she got no reply. She looked through the windows and saw....nothing....no family, no furniture “...What in the world....” was the only thing Crystal could say.

Where did they go? they wouldn’t just....up and leave without telling her. That wasn’t something they would do. She took Roger back home and when she got there, she told Dayne that she thinks something happened to her parents.

Instead of dismissing her thoughts, Dayne acted like he was concerned and said he would get someone to investigate it immediately but warned her it may take some time which she understood.

He spent the next few months acting as if he cared about what had happened to her family, he’d follow ‘leads’ but it never came up with anything. Crystal had become depressed over this time, worrying about her family constantly but she still did her best to be a good mother for Roger.

One evening, Artemis came to Crystal’s room to check in on his friend, wanting to make sure she was okay. He knocks on the door before opening it a little “Your Majesty? I wanted to see if you were....”

Crystal was sitting on the edge of her bed sobbing softly whilst Roger slept. Without hesitating, Artemis made his way over to Crystal and sat down beside her. She turned around and hugged her friend whom returned the hug, lightly rubbing her back “It’s okay, it’s okay....we’ll find your family, I promise...” he tried his best to reassure her but he knew something may have really happened to them.

Over the next few days, Crystal had began to notice Dayne acting not like himself, not the man she knew and fell in love with. She sits on her bed changing Roger into his pyjamas for an early night, she kisses him on the cheek before tucking him in gently and places the toy her mother got Roger next to him before she lays down on her bed whilst Roger slept and began to think.

Maybe...maybe she was missing something....maybe Dayne’s just stressed. Crystal lets out a soft sigh before closing her eyes. For a few minutes she was asleep when something began replaying in her mind.

The day before Crystal discovered her family had disappeared, she had woke up from her nap and went to use the bathroom when she noticed some...blood in the bathroom...she was instantly concerned thinking she may been bleeding but when she checked herself over, she couldn’t find anything.

She went looking for Dayne and told him about the blood in the bathroom, he told her it was his and that he had been cut during an altercation with a group of thieves but assured her he was alright.

Crystal woke up when she remembered that....he...he wouldn’t do that to her family...would he? She started to think about it more and more. Dayne’s behaviour lately, the blood in the bathroom.

She decides to pay more close attention to Dayne, maybe she was just paranoid from the stress/worry of her family’s disappearance. So that’s what she did, she’d spend time with Dayne whilst secretly observing him whilst acting as though she wasn’t aware of his behaviour.

Over those days, she’d noticed how aggressive he would be when he thought she wasn’t around, the way he’d act towards their people when they came to him seeking help. Crystal watched him leave for a few hours a day and come back.

One night whilst Crystal was laying on her side, struggling to sleep Dayne returned from dealing with something when someone came in as he removed his communicator “Sir, there’s an emergency.” Dayne sighed as he places the communicator down on the table then heads out to deal with whatever it was.

Seizing her opportunity, Crystal picked up the device then begins scrolling through it, looking for anything that would disprove her thoughts when she tapped on a conversation with the Uncle from the hospital.

Each message she seemed normal until she reached the one that mentioned ‘Taking care of Crystal’s family.” her heart sank before she heard footsteps, she leaves the messages and makes sure to put it back on the main screen like before then places it back down where it was before laying down and acting as if she was asleep.

The next day Crystal began searching for Artemis and found him in the library reading, she made her way towards him “Art? I...I need to talk to you....”

Artemis looked up from his book “Crys? Is everything alright?” he asked as she took his his hand “please....” was all she said to him, the look on his face said she was afraid so he agreed and lead her somewhere so they could talk.

“OK....what’s going on??” Artemis asked as Crystal tried not to break down crying

“I...I think Dayne has done something to my family.” Crystal said before she began to explain everything to Artemis. The more he listened to her, the more colour drained from his face. He knew Dayne could be nasty sometimes, hell before Crystal he was an asshole King but she changed him or so he thought.

Artemis felt sick to his stomach thinking about what could’ve happened to Crystal’s family, he knew they couldn’t confront him “We...we’ll just...figure a way of getting you and, Roger to safety.....”

Crystal just nodded “We keep it secret from Dayne...”

They hugged briefly before Crystal returned to her room, she had someone look after Roger whilst she went to find Artemis.

The next month....things escalated quickly. Dayne wasn’t trying to hide his aggressive side any more, he had decided that he was gonna rule the ENTIRE planet. There were other Kingdoms on this planet but Dayne wanted to make sure he was the only one from now on.

One day he started a war with another, arming his soldiers with heavy duty blasters, they were taking it by force. No negotiations, no conversations with the family. Dayne wanted to make SURE everyone knew he meant business. It didn’t take long for them to wipe out the Royal family of one kingdom and anyone that stood in their way ended up dead too.

Artemis saw the soldiers return, Dayne was there to greet them. he asked them how did conquering the kingdom go to which the leader said it had went well which caused Dayne to smirk “Excellent.” the leader bowed “I live to serve.” the lizard said with a small smile.

"Since you’ve been a loyal Soldier to me from the beginning, I want you to become my head guard. And personal bodyguard.” Dayne said with a smile.

The Soldier couldn’t help but grin at what Dayne said “I would be honoured, sir.”

“What’s your name?” Dayne asked to which the soldier said “Basco Arkage.”

“Basco Arkage? A Powerful name for a powerful Warrior.” Dayne had a grin as they walked off, heading back to the Throne room.

Artemis quickly made his way to Crystal to inform her about what had happened. Upon learning about what Dayne had done, Crystal sat on her bed as she began to think everything over before eventually looking at Artemis.

“....There’s...something I’ve been thinking about the last few hours.....A while back....Dayne....Dayne confessed to me that he had Roger’s nose ring made specially for him....” Crystal explained.

“Made special for him?” Artemis asked “We know that the nose rings are custom....” he said before Crystal cut him off.

“He made it to weaken his powers.....he told me that it was so Roger wouldn’t accidentally hurt us...but...I think it’s because....he’s afraid of Roger’s powers...” Crystal said as she looked at her friend.

“H...he wouldn’t hurt his own son....would he?” Artemis asked to which Crystal nodded “I’m afraid he would....”

Artemis’ heart sank knowing it’s more than likely Dayne would target Roger at some point “What do we do...?” Crystal sighed heavily “...I...I want you to make a pod but...not for me....for Roger....” “For the prince? but what about....” Artemis started to say to which Crystal cut him off once again

"I’m not going with him....I want Roger to be somewhere safe....somewhere that Dayne won’t attack....I want you to send him to the Monster World.” Crystal explained.

Artemis hated the fact that Crystal was gonna stay behind but he knew that she loved Roger more than anything in the world “OK....I’ll do it but I’ll get Nathan to help me, he’s pretty smart too...great with machines...” he sighed “I fucking hate this.” Crystal stood up and hugged Artemis tightly “I know....I know, I hate it too....but if I stay then he’ll have no reason to go after Roger.” Artemis nodded as he returned the hug before the pair began to plan everything out whilst making sure King Dayne never caught on.

Over the next couple of months Artemis and, Nathan worked Day and night on the pod, keeping it secret from Dayne wasn’t difficult due to him being too focused on conquering the other kingdoms. Artemis yawned slightly as the other lizard walked over with two cups of coffee, he was slightly mature looking compared to Artemis whom was in his early 20′s whilst the mature lizard looked to be in his 30′s, his scales were a very light blue, he had a pair of glasses on his face.

Nathan sat the second cup of coffee onto the table “Here, hon.” he said with a small smile as he took a seat next to Artemis “Break time.”

Artemis smiled as he took the cup “Thank you, Nate.” he said before taking a sip of his coffee “Mmf that’s heavenly.” Nathan smiled as he took a sip from his drink “I think we’ll have this done by December 18th....might be the safest thing all things considered...”

Artemis nodded a little “Day after Roger’s 2nd birthday....do you think we’ll be able to keep him safe until then? It’s...a few weeks until then....”

Nathan adjusted his glasses slightly before nodding “I think that we can....we’ll...make sure to add something onto the pod to protect him.” "Maybe...a cloaking  device....” Artemis said before taking a drink from his coffee again.

“...That’s actually a brilliant thinking, babe.” Nathan said with a smile “We’ll be putting him into a cryogenic sleep so we don’t want to make him an easy target.” he said before the two began drinking their coffees together to finish them quickly.

Over those remaining few weeks, Dayne had continued to spiral out of control, he threatened everyone except those he deemed worthy of his trust. Hell he even decided to rename their planet to Nemesis, wanting to strike fear into anyone that heard that name. There wasn’t a massive celebration for Roger’s 2nd birthday but Crystal, Artemis and, Nathan made sure to give him a mini birthday party and a couple gifts. One of which was a new blanket, the other was a baby mobile which was one Nathan and, Artemis built together for Roger.

The following day, Crystal set up a holo-recorder then sat down before she began to record a message for her son  “My name is Crystal Deckard, my husband and I are the rulers of the planet…Nemesis…” she sighs a little as she looked towards a window, looking outside at what was one a gorgeous planet now turned into a never ending warzone “It…it never used to be called Nemesis…”  

Crystal lets out a sigh “I’m…recording this message to my son because something has happened to my husband….the king.” she took a deep breath before continuing   “My husband, Dayne has….become corrupted, power hungry….he wants to take over every part of our world and….maybe others.” she sighs heavily.

Crystal rubs her neck “He started off as this…sweet, loving, caring man…” she looks over at something in the corner of the room “….It’s...currently….2002 I think.”

She chuckles “Two years ago you were born… December 17th….so not only was it your first birthday but first Christmas just days later.” she smiled at the memory, back then it seemed perfect. “The moment I saw you, I couldn’t believe you were mine….so cute…full of energy.” she looks at the camera, tears could be seen forming in her eyes “I’m currently planning on sending you to another planet, to keep you safe from Dayne…I don’t know what he’s capable of doing. Once…once I place you in this pod, you’ll be placed into a cryogenic sleep. You’ll be two years old for a while but from what my dear friend Artemis said over a few months you’ll start to turn into your true age. I am going to send you away to a planet called The Monster World….it was my great, great, great, great grandmother’s home planet for many years. The short version is she met someone from another planet and the two quickly fell in love and soon they returned to Nemesis. Over the years she started a family with this man, every one of us were always told about our heritage as Monsters, that was never hidden from us.” she lets out a soft sigh “I’m…the only one of my family left alive…I…I fear Dayne has done something to my family…” she rubs her eyes as she tried not to break down on camera

Crystal stands up from her chair “It….will take many years before you arrive on there, I don’t know how long but if my friend is right then you should arrive there by…2015 if I recall correctly. This pod is the only one of it’s kind so it can’t just show up there so quickly but I trust Artemis, who knows maybe with enough time your father will forget about you. Artemis’ll place a cloaking device on the pod so you can’t be found whilst travelling there.” she removes something from her neck and picks up a cloth and wraps it inside “….This is a pendant with a picture of you and, I inside it Roger….I’ll be placing this inside with you. Please…be safe, my son. Mommy loves you so much.”

Just then there was rapid knocking on the bedroom door, she quickly walks off camera to answer it. It was Artemis  “Your Majesty it’s time to go….” Crystal quickly walks over to the camera and looks at it one last time “…Goodbye…my love.” she said with a smile before turning the recording off.

She walks over to the sleeping baby and picks him up gently, making sure to grab what she’d need for Roger, including the disc, then quickly walked out of the door, she smiled at Artemis before they headed to where the pod was located, making sure to not be spotted by anyone else. Upon getting to the location, Crystal stared at the pod. It looked JUST like the one from Dragon Ball Z, almost identical to it. On the front was a symbol that looked like it belonged to the Royal family.

Crystal looked at Artemis whom just smiled “We may hate Dayne but we’re proud of what you did as the Queen, Crystal.”

Crystal smiled a little then carefully walked over to the pod and opened the front of it, she carefully wraps Roger up then places him inside, kissing his hand gently “I love you so much, Roger....You’re going to grow up to be an incredible young man.” she couldn’t help but tear up Artemis places the disc into a slot “There, he can get it whenever someone that finds him.” to which Crystal nodded before writing a brief note which read ‘My name is Roger, please take care of me.’ Once Crystal and, Artemis stepped back enough, Nathan closed the pod door then pressed some buttons first putting Roger into a cryogenic sleep then made sure to put the cloaking device on. He then made sure to open the roof up and launched the pod into space, he and Artemis had made sure to put the right coordinates in so Roger would make it there safely.

Ten minutes later, Dayne burst into the room angry as hell as he looked around “WHAT THE FUCK WAS JUST LAUNCHED?!” Crystal stepped forward “Roger....I’ve sent him somewhere safe, somewhere you can’t get to him.” she said with anger in her voice but she made sure not to raise her voice. He snarled “WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT, YOU STUPID BITCH?!” “So you wouldn’t hurt him.....like you did my family...” Crystal replied, still not raising her voice.

Instead of denying it, he smirked “Yeah....yeah you’re fucking right. I got rid of them....started with that dumb bitch sister of yours...then your brother....then that bitch of a mother of yours before I took my sweet fucking time with that bastard of a father....slit his throat slowly....” Dayne said with a sick grin. Crystal’s heart sank finally getting conformation as to what happened to her family.

Dayne looked at Artemis then Nathan “....Which of you two helped her.....” "We both did....sir...” Nathan replied as Dayne walked towards him

“Who is your loyalty to?” Dayne asked the pair to which they replied in unison  “To the Queen and, The Queen alone.”

Before Dayne could do anything, Crystal grabbed something and smashed it on Dayne’s head to stun him. She, Nathan and, Artemis ran as fast as they could, Crystal stopped for a few seconds then tore a slit upside her dress to make it easier to run. As soon as he was struck on the head, Dayne dropped to his knees gripping his head as it began to bleed. Basco and some of the other guards ran towards where the crash came from before they could say anything Dayne turned around, a crimson mask forming on his face “FIND THAT FUCKING BITCH CRYSTAL AND THOSE BASTARDS NATHAN AND, ARTEMIS!”

Basco didn’t question it and just turned to the other guards then said “You heard the man, move out!”

They saluted before running off to search for the Queen, Nathan and, Artemis. The Trio had unfortunately ended up separated due to Crystal having to stop and tear her dress.

Luckily for Artemis, Nathan had made a secret hiding spot in the library. He pulls a book out causing the bookshelf to move, he takes Artemis’ hand then drags him inside.

The room wasn’t massive but enough to fit a couple people, Artemis whispers “How did you make this?”

“Had free time for a few days, I wasn’t needed for work so I came in here and found this part of the library no-one comes to. This room was already behind here, I don’t think anyone knows about it. Must’ve been made by the previous King before Dayne. So I just made this passageway to get in here in secret. Became my mini break room when things got to me.” Nathan whispered back

Artemis nodded a little as he listened to Nathan before glancing back “We....We need to find Crystal....” he whispered 

Nathan nodded a little in agreement “Listen, I’ll go and try to find her. You stay here.”

“But...” Artemis didn’t want to be left alone but knew Nathan wouldn’t listen to reason, he had a bit of a stubborn streak.

"Sit on the chair and give yourself time to recover, I’ll be safe.” Nathan said with a reassuring smile before kissing Artemis deeply. He then opened the bookshelf and stepped out before carefully making his way out of the library.

Crystal had lost sight of Artemis and, Nathan when she stopped to fix her dress so she had ran somewhere else. She opens one of the doors and looks inside to see if anyone was inside.

It was the museum where she and, Dayne had spent time together looking at the Planet’s History when she first became Queen. She began to look for somewhere to hide though there weren’t a lot of places to hide.

She stood in front of a statue of Dayne’s father, the previous King “....He probably did something to you too, didn’t he?” she thought to herself before hearing the door to the museum open.

She quickly dives behind the statue and crouches, trying to make sure she wouldn’t be seen. It was that new head guard, Basco. She knew she couldn’t trust him so she did her best to remain hidden.

Nathan made his way carefully down the hallways, searching for where Crystal could have gone when he spotted the doors to the museum opened, he carefully made his way towards it then pressed himself against the wall before glancing inside.

Basco could be seen walking around the room a little, seemingly searching for Crystal. He stops in his tracks then glances at the previous King’s statue before smirking, this was the only place big enough for her to hide.

He jumps onto the statue’s pedestal then moves slowly across it, Crystal glanced towards one side of the room. She carefully began crawling, trying to be safe when he jumped down behind her and, before she could react, he grabbed her and picked her up by the throat.

Basco smiled as he opened up the communicator “Sir....I found the bitch....what should I do?” he asked Dayne

“....You know exactly what to do.” Dayne replied, no emotion in his voice. The man Crystal once knew was 100% gone.

Basco just grinned as he pulled out a blade then stabbed Crystal repeatedly in the stomach, covering her mouth to make sure she wouldn’t scream. 

Nathan covered his mouth as he watched Crystal being stabbed, he and Crystal had become friends over the last couple of months and to watch her life being slowly stripped away from her.

Basco then stabs Crystal in the throat with his blades before dropping her now lifeless body onto the ground. He stares at the dead body with a sick smile, having enjoyed every second of that.

Nathan composed himself before quickly and quietly running back to the library. Artemis was still sat there, waiting on Nathan to return with Crystal.

He turned his head hearing the bookshelf move so he got up to greet Nathan and, hopefully, Crystal but his face dropped when he saw the tears in Nathan’s eyes “Wh...where’s Crys..?” was all he could say before Nathan wrapped his arms around Artemis and hugged him tightly and began whispering “I’m so sorry....” over and over.

Artemis knew instantly....Crystal was gone...his best friend of the past few years just...gone. He began sobbing softly into his boyfriend’s arms before eventually composing himself enough to ask how.

Nathan explained everything he saw from start to finish and how Basco ended Crystal’s life with ease. Artemis sat himself down, feeling like he was gonna drop to the floor from what he heard, the shock hitting him.

“I’m so sorry, hon I couldn’t....I couldn’t do anything, it all happened so fast.” Nathan said as he kept apologising, feeling responsible for not looking for Crystal sooner.

Artemis reassured Nathan that he wasn’t to blame, they hugged each other for a while grieving over their loss. They decided that this hidden room would be the best place for them to stay in. They’d sneak out when they needed food and bring it back.

Many years later....AJ was sitting in his dorm room, playing his guitar when he saw a bright light appear outside his window. He got up and looked outside and saw a large...pod? nearby.

He tilts his head in confusion before he looked around, thankfully it was late enough for no one to be wandering around. So AJ took it upon himself to head outside and headed towards the pod.

He pulled out his pocket knife, just on the off chance it was something dangerous. He presses his hand onto the pod’s window and glances inside but couldn’t make out anything inside.

He looks for something to open the pod when he finds a panel, he phases his hand through it and finds a wire to pull. AJ smiles before pulling the wire, causing the pod to open.

AJ makes his way towards the opened pod, his jaw drops a little when he sees a small baby lizard inside with peach scales, a blanket wrapped around him and a nose ring.

Without thinking twice, he carefully reaches in and scoops the baby out “Hey there...” he spots a note attacked to the door so he picks it up and reads it “My name is Roger, please take care of me.” he looks down at Roger “....Roger huh? Well....aren’t you just cute.” he smiled a little before making the pod disappear, he hadn’t noticed the piece of cloth that was left inside.

He carries Roger upstairs to his dorm room and makes a crib appear before he places the sleeping baby inside. He sits on his bed and looks the note over carefully, wanting to make sure he didn’t miss anything else. It was obvious that Roger was an alien, that much was clear.

AJ shook his head a little “Something must’ve happened to his family...” was all he could think before he glanced at the baby. He knew he couldn’t put Roger up for adoption that much was clear so after thinking it over for a few moments, he decided that he would take Roger in and raise him.

AJ lightly rocks the crib when he saw Roger starting to stir “....I promise....I’m gonna raise you, Roger...I promise I’m gonna give you a life that I always wanted when I was a kid. I’m gonna spoil you a bit but I’m gonna teach you right from wrong....and I vow to never lose my temper with you or threaten you....” he said aloud before he climbs into his bed and falls asleep. 

No matter what happened next, he was gonna do his fucking best to raise Roger and keep him safe.

[twinklecheeks]

Friends With Benefits (Jeff Wittek Imagine) Part 11

Summary: Jeff and Y/N have been hooking up for a while. The whole vlog squad assumes they’re dating and Y/N does too but Jeff doesn’t like labels. He eventually starts to express interest in Natalie.

Note: Planning on making this a multiple part series, depending on how good it does.  You’re 21 & Latina in this (maybe) series. Also, I’d like to apologize for the typos, if there is any. I’m just illiterate lmao.  

Side note: Sorry it took me over a week to post this! I just started my last semester of college and I also have a part time job, so I’ve been super tired. I’ll try to be more consistent.

Warnings! Pregnancy, Smut 

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 , Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10,

Word Count: 2k

Christmas Eve 12/24/2019

Y/n: *Wakes up and stares at Jeff peacefully sleeping*

Jeff: *moans*

Y/n: *looks down and notices Jeff has a boner* Hmmm *gently rubs the swollen tip of Jeff’s cock*

Jeff: *thrusts into y/n’s hand*

Y/n: *Smirks and quietly gets out of bed to lock the door* *Pulls Jeff’s boxer’s down and sees his cock slap against his abs* *Softly licks the base of his Jeff’s cock all the way to the tip and sucks the head*

Jeff: *moans* mmm fuck.

Y/n: *You use the entirety of your palms and fingers with just how big and long he is. You hum greedily as you do this*

Jeff: *wakes up and smirks* I guess it’s a very Merry Christmas to me.

Y/n: I can suck on your cock all day daddy *winks*

Jeff: *groaning at how fast you’re going* F-fuck baby the way you’re moaning. You’re gonna kill me *bucks his hips*

Y/n: Shhh, I don't want them to know I’m sucking your cock ;) *continues to deepthroat feeling him twitch*

Jeff: Oh my fucking god baby yesss. Fuck me, fuck me, over and over. I swear I’d be fucking you every nigh- JESUS FUCK *cums inside her mouth*

Y/n: *swallows and sucks his cock clean* That was a great way to start Christmas.

Jeff: *laughs* Me cumming in you?

Y/n: *smirks* Mhmmm, I love it when you’re in me ;)

Jeff: What time is it?

Y/n: It’s 7:42am. I think your mom is already up cooking.

Jeff: Well if you want to see the Christmas parade at 11 w/ Jonah’s family, round 2 in the shower has to be a quickie.

Y/n: *looks down at his cock* You’re still hard? You just came a bunch in my mouth.

Jeff: I’m always hard for you babe *winks*

*After the Christmas Parade*

Suzie: I loved the parade! New York is so pretty during Christmas.

Vardon: Christmas is also more fun w/ snow.

Jonah: Guys it was fucking freezing outside.

Y/n: It was only 38 degrees.

Jeff’s mom: Oh good you guys are back. Marie (Jonah’s mom) and I are almost done with the food.

Jeff: Ma you’ve been cooking since like 6am. Have you had a break?

Jeff’s mom: We also did some last minute shopping/ gift wrapping. Everybody gets to open one present today and the rest tomorrow.

Y/n: You guys open presents tomorrow?

Jeff’s dad: Yeah, doesn’t everybody?

Y/n: Well in the Hispanic/ Latinx community, we call today Hispanic Christmas. So we open our presents today and then we spend the 25th stuffing our faces in left overs. We open on the 24th cause we’re too impatient and yes, we know Jesus was born on the 25th.

Jeff: Maybe we can do that w/ the girls next year.

Jeff’s mom: *tears up* Oh god you’re going to have daughter’s next year.

Jeff: Maaaa don’t cry again.

Y/n: Oh we are definitely doing hispanic christmas. If my sister comes over, she’d want to open the presents like a week before. She’s the most impatient. One year, she opened presents at like 3-4pm.

Jeff’s mom: I’m such a cry baby. Now help me set up the table!

*everybody helps set the plates and food*

Jeff’s dad: does anybody want to start the prayer?

Jeff: I’ll do it.

Karyn: Really? The last time you did it was Easter 2005 and you couldn’t stop laughing.

Jeff’s mom: Karyn.

*everybody holds hands*

Jeff: oh Heavenly Father, thank you for all that you’ve brought us. I know that Christmas is about you but I’d like to say thanks. Thank you for keeping everybody here in good health because I don’t know where I’d be w/ out them. I’m grateful for the supportive family and friends you have given me and most importantly, y/n. I know we were very rocky until recently but you brought her into my life for a reason. She was changing me into a better person and I was too stubborn to accept it. Now she’s going to be the mother of my 2 amazing daughters. Those babies already have me wrapped around their fingers and they’re not even here yet. I can’t wait for the day y/n and I get married and have however many babies you give us but don’t make it twins each time cause that’s gonna make my hair gray fast

Jeff’s mom: Jeffrey-

Jeff: okay I’m just kidding… kind of but you know what I mean. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me and the rest of my family. Amen.

Everybody: Amen

Jeff’s dad: Hun are you crying?

Y/n: *sniffles her nose* NO. Maybe…. I wouldn't have thought Jeff was religious.

Karyn: Only during Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter.

Jeff’s Dad: Karyn stop teasing your brother. Now that the prayer is over with, let’s eat!

Jeff’s mom: Marie and I spent all morning cooking. Also, since this is y/n’s first Christmas w/ us, I wanted to bring some of the food she eats during the holidays.

Y/n: What food?

Jeff’s mom: *shows the Pernil* (pernil is pork shoulder)

Y/n: NO YOU DIDN’T *tastes the food* AND IT TASTES JUST LIKE OUT MY DAD MAKES IT. How did you make it?!

Jeff: She asked me a couple of days ago what you eat during the holidays and I found your sister on instagram. I got the recipe from her.

Jeff’s mom: I saw that it was a Puerto Rican dish so I asked one of my friends who knows how to make it to show me the steps.

Y/n: Oooo imma try not to cry again but THANK YOU SO MUCH.

Jonah: Can we eat now

After Dinner

Y/n: I ate so much, I think I’m having triplets. But thank you once again. I was pretty nervous to come here because I didn’t know how y’all would react to me.

Karyn: Just know that when we get mad, it’s at Jeff cause he’s always the one that somehow messes up.

Jeff: What time is it?

Suzie: It’s 7pm. Should we watch Christmas movies and then open presents before bed?

Vardon: Let’s watch the Grinch

Jonah: *ignores Vardon* Any other suggestions? Please. ANY OTHER.

Karyn: Y/n what do you watch for Christmas.

Y/n: Well, my personal favorite is Jingle all the Way but the Christmas Line up in my family is usually Home Alone 2, A Diva’s Christmas Carol, A Very Brady Christmas, the I Love Lucy Christmas episode and other’s I can’t remember.

Jeff: I mean, we are in New York. Home Alone 2?

Everybody: Sure.

*After watching Christmas movies*

Jeff’s mom: It’s 9:45pm. I think we should be opening our one present before we go to bed.

Jeff: Youngest to oldest! So my niece goes first, then Vardon, Y/n, Suzie, Jonah, etc.

*Jeff’s nieces and Vardon opens their gifts*

Vardon: No way. Jeff got me airpods! Thank you *Hugs Jeff*

Jeff: You’re welcome. Now time for y/n to open her gift from me.

Y/n: Oooo okay. *opens gift and sees two little gold bracelets* what are these for?

Jeff: I always see babies w/ the small little charm bracelet. You mentioned your sister and you never got that from your parents but your older brother did. I wanted to do that for our girls even though they're not here yet. So once we pick out the names, we’ll get the charms.

Y/n: *sniffles* Dammit why do you keep making me cry.

Jeff: Cause I don’t want you to ever forget how much I love you.

Jonah: Can we move on from this sappy shit so I can open my gift.

Everybody: JONAH.

*After everybody opens their presents*

Y/n: Thank you so much for accepting me on such short notice.

Jeff’s mom: Hun we’re family now. You’ll always be a part of us. Same for the Antonyans. We know how much Jeff misses having us around since he’s been living in LA and y’all have been a family to him.

Jonah’s mom: I love Jeff like he my own son. He help us so much.

Jeff’s Dad: Y’all just have to make sure to visit us often. Get’s kind of lonely here w/ Karyn living in Kentucky, Jeff living in LA. I mean Steven lives in the city w/ his kids but we miss having all of you together here.

Jeff: I’m starting to think that having girls runs in the family. Karyn has a daughter, Steven has twin girls and now I’m gonna have twin girls.

Jeff’s mom: I mean you never know if the nurse made a mistake. They thought your brother was a girl for half my pregnancy. Then they did the last ultrasound a week before I gave birth to him and they said he was a boy.

Y/n: Oh god I don’t even want to think about that. I’m already stressed out about the babies possibly being deaf now I gotta be worried if the nurse misgendered them….

Karyn: The babies are gonna be deaf?

Y/n: Hmm?

Jeff’s dad: You just said there’s a possibility the twins will be born deaf.

Y/n: Fuck. I did say that, didn't I… Jeff, you wanna help me out here?

Jeff: Ummm. Damn we weren’t planning on telling anybody this for a couple of weeks. We got a call a couple of days ago after we did some genetic testing and the doctor said the babies have a high chance of being born hard of hearing/ deaf.

Karyn: My doctors told me the same thing. Luckily my daughter turned out fine

Steven: I wasn’t a carrier for the gene…

Jeff’s mom: We’ll love those babies no matter what. If we have to learn sign language for them, then we’d do it. I’ll fly out to LA once it gets close to the due date to help out.

Jeff: Thanks ma. Means a lot.

Y/n: Thank you so much. I don’t know if my own parents would forgive me by then to be there for the birth.

Jeff’s mom: Anytime sweetheart. My god look at the time, It’s 10:15, we have to go to bed before Santa comes.

Jonah: Haha, but santa isn-

Jeff: Jonah you better better not finish that sentence cause my nieces are here and I don’t wanna see the magic ruined for them.

Jonah: What I was saying was, isn't Santa a little late?… He should’ve been here by now…

Going to bed

Y/n: I am so stuffed. Christmas turned out a lot better than I thought.

Jeff: See, you had nothing to be afraid about. Also, good job on keeping the deaf thing a secret haha.

Y/n: Hey! It’s been on my mind since we found out. WAIT. Jonah and Suzie.

Jeff: What about them?

Y/n: they were there…. What if they tell everybody else.

Jeff: Suzie would never… Jonah on the other hand… I have little faith in him.

Y/n: I’m afraid to check my phone.

Jeff: Same. I haven't looked at it all day. On the count of 3…

Y/n: One….

Jeff: Two.

Y/n & Jeff: Three. *looks at phones*

Y/n’s phone: 82 text messages & 24 missed calls

Jeff’s phone: 77 text messages & 21 missed calls

Vlog Squad GC

David: Was what Jonah said true?

Natalie: Is it serious?

Jason: Y’all I’m so sorry

Zane: There has to be a way to fix it. My babies will be okay right?

Erin: I’ll postpone my wedding until the babies are okay

Carly: Oh no Carly and Erin jr :(

Corinna: The babies are gonna be deaf?

Mariah: Is it confirmed?

Heath: Have y’all seen other doctors?

Matt: Guys they’re busy. I don’t think we should be spamming them on Christmas.

Toddy: We’ll stop one they answer us!

David: I’ll put in whatever money you need for surgeries or anything.

Jason: Guys stop. They’ll tell us everything once they’re ready.

(end of conversation)

Jeff: I’m gonna kill Jonah.

Y/n: Oh hun, so will I…

The next chapter might take a bit because I’m still thinking what will be in it. You guys can give be suggestions and I can give you credit for it!

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My 10 favourite... beefcake animes!

Okay yes, I realise that this is a rather weird title. I had originally thought to call it something along the lines of my favourite martial arts or fighting animes, but because the animes don’t always fall into that category, I decided to call a spade, a spade (or a beefcake, a beefcake) and admit that, most times sometimes, I just enjoy animes with muscular guys in them. That’s not to forget the ladies though because some of these shows also feature some rather muscular ladies in the mix too. So there’s something for everyone!

So, in no particular order (because the genres are sometimes different so making comparisons wouldn’t be fair):

1. Street Fighter series.

Hardly a surprise considering that this is a series that has a legacy firmly placed in the gaming world. Although you don’t really need to know who’s who in order to watch these shows, it doesn’t hurt to know a little about the characters before you jump in - mainly because the creators assume that those who watch it are fans of the show. Expect a fair amount of fighting (the name gives that one away), lots of bromance (Ryu and Ken 4eva!) and the eternal fight of good vs. evil (which is usually the plot of every show/movie)! Even if you aren’t familiar with Ryu & co., the show won’t lead you astray so you can watch without worry. Oh and let me just say - Chun Li is ma gurl! If you want to see a woman that’s not only beautiful but can also kick your ass, then watch these shows - especially Street Fight II the movie! 

2. Hajime no Ippo.

One of my most favourite sports animes of all time which tells the tale of Makunouchi Ippo and his rise up the ranks of the boxing world. He starts off as a kid that just wants to get stronger so that he can fend off the bullies who harass him. Sick of his weak self (and after a couple of incidents here and there), Ippo joins a boxing gym, starting from scratch and going through basic training. His coach sees his potential and helps shape Ippo into a power boxer who fights head on and never backs down from the fight. Throughout the series, we get to know the other boxers in the gym as well as the competitors that they face, and we watch them battle it out in the ring. It’s a story with a great balance of sports, a sprinkling of slice of life (well, the life of a boxer) and comedy. And, of course, boxing boys come with boxing bodies... and I’m not complaining! And if you enjoy this and want more, try either “Ashita no Joe” (old school classic) or it’s more recent spin-off, “Megalo Box”. Oh and in terms of strong women - no one beats Ippo’s mom! She’s a powerhouse!

3. Baki the Grappler.

More of an MMA vibe with this one - it’s about a kid (he’s like 13 when we first meet him) who has been raised to be a fighter since he was born - his mother gets him the best trainers and equipment money can buy. He eventually feels like he’s outgrown the traditional training method and starts to find other ways to become a better fighter, which includes following his fathers footsteps - training the same way he did and with the people he did - and taking on some of the other fighters he meets along the way. After an altercation with his father (using that term rather lightly), Baki’s path eventually leads to the underground fight scene where challengers can test their strength and face off against each other in an anything-goes type of fight, using whatever techniques, power and skills they have at their disposal. And Baki’s ultimate goal? To defeat his father! It’s got some family drama as the foundation, but when it comes to beefcakes, there’s no shortage here - even if it is a 17-year old kid looking like a grown-ass man. Oh, best to be aware that (excluding the OVAs) there 3 seasons of Baki - the anime series from 2001 and the 2018 Netflix version which covers the "Most Evil Death Row Convicts" arc. 

4. Kengan Ashura.

When I first started watching this, the first thing I thought was - ahhh! this reminds me of Baki! And, indeed, there are quite a few elements that are similar. There isn’t any family drama here but there is an underground fight scene where anything goes in terms of fight style. However, the premise here is that the fighters don’t fight for themselves (well, not officially anyway) but that they fight for various companies who settle their business disputes via these types of organised “kengan” matches. It eventually reaches a situation where some of the other businessmen wish to get rid of the current Kengan chairman, and so this chairman organises a huge battle royale for any companies that wish to enter. The prize? The owner of the winning company gets to be the next chairman! This sets the stage for a number of one-on-one showdowns between the various fighter representatives. In terms of background stories, we have two main protagonists and their stories. The one is about a salaryman (turned “CEO”) and his life, as well his relationship with his son, and the other is about a fighter and the vendetta he holds against another fighter for a past incident. Personally, I love the way the fights are presented in this show - not only because of the eye-candy - but because it really does feel like you’re at a grand show! Oh, and unlike Baki, at least most of the fighers are adults.

5. Golden Kamuy.

Bring on the boys! Honestly one of the most entertaining shows I’ve watched in a while (and one where I demand that there be another season at least!) and also culturally/historically interesting too. It’s set around the time of the Russo-Japanese war and follows the story of Immortal Sugimoto - a soldier who left active service and finds out that there may be Ainu gold hidden somewhere in Hokkaido. The only problem is that the map has been tattooed in pieces, onto the torsos of various prisoners, most of whom have dispersed to different areas. Nevertheless, thus begins the hunt for the map! Along the way, Sugimoto meets various people along the way - making allies with some and enemies with others - all of whom are associated with each other in interconnecting ways. And all of whom are working toward one goal - get the gold! It’s a brilliant show that’s got some fighting, some mystery, some espionage vibes, some comedy (some of which is could be considered dark and/or weird) and some feels. It balances it all out and makes for an interesting and entertaining watch. Oh, and let’s not forget - a very enjoyable watch too! Mm mm mmm...

6. All Out!!

Another sport anime here, but this time it’s rugby! As someone from a country where rugby is a staple, national sport, this was totally up my ally! The premise is similar to most other school-based sports animes - a kid who’s self-conscious about his height joins the rugby team and learns to get along with the other boys as he trains and works together with them as part of the team. This is not only so that he can help the team improve, but to also prove his own worth. The team goes through training camps and they play against other schools, getting to know some of the opposing teams’ members and establishing some rivalries along the way. It’s pretty typical fare, but damn are these boys stacked! It’s pretty accurate though since rugby is a contact sport which requires some power (and apparently some short, tight shorts) to get the job done. It’s a light watch, but that eye candy is truly sweet!

7. Tiger Mask W.

From rugby to wrestling! This actually a continuation of sorts to the original Tiger Mask and Tiger Mask II series, building on the legacy and keeping related in the same sphere, but not directly incorporating the older characters. Unfortunately, the original series is hella hard to get hold of but even without it, you can watch Tiger Mask W without much of an issue. So the story is about a guy who had decided to join a wrestling gym and was pretty happy there until the gym was destroyed by another rival gym. Vowing to take that other gym down, he strikes out on his own and eventually joins one of the national wrestling associations, working in their match roster. But it’s all so that he can reach his goal of taking down that other gym by defeating the players supported by them. Enter into the ring various wrestling friends and both friendly and unfriendly rivals (including an old friend - bromance anyone?) and you get plenty of matches, plenty of muscles and some satisfying action! They also don’t forget the female wrestlers, which is a nice touch! Another one that’s light enough to enjoy at face value - much like how you’d enjoy real wrestling too.

8. Gifuu Doudou!! Kanetsugu to Keiji. 

A historical vibe with this one - it’s actually based on the spin-off of the original manga, “Keiji” which was created by Tetsuo Hara. And if that name doesn’t ring a bell, check number 10 on this list and you’ll know who I’m talking about - that’s right, it’s the guy who worked on Hokuto no Ken - and that should immediately give you an idea as to why this show is on the list. It’s a period piece about the friendship between Maeda Keiji and Naoe Kanetsugu - both of whom found their accomplishments on the battlefield. It’s told in hindsight, where they sit together, have a drink or three and reminisce about their younger days and what it took to get to where they are now. I wasn’t quite sure what to expect, but it was pretty entertaining - especially when you see just how clever these guys were when it came to political maneuvering as well as in a fight. Of course, they’re pretty high in the beefcake stakes so if you like your men manly, then you’ve come to the right era. 

9. Dragon Ball series.

I’m pretty sure that I don’t have to talk about this anime, but in the interest of completeness, let me give you the wiki breakdown about what this anime is about: “The series follows the adventures of the protagonist, Son Goku, from his childhood through adulthood as he trains in martial arts. He spents his life far from civilization, until he is found by Bloomer, a teen girl who encourages him to explore the world in search of the seven orbs known as the Dragon Balls, which summon a wish-granting dragon when gathered. Along his journey, Goku makes several friends and battles a wide variety of villains, many of whom also seek the Dragon Balls.” (source). Of course, this is continued throughout the various series that follow, where Goku has his own family etc. But when it comes to the muscle factor in this show, it’s got it where it counts - everywhere! It’s a classic for a reason so even if you aren’t into beefcake guys, you should still probably watch it if you haven’t already.

10. Hokuto no Ken.

It just wouldn’t feel right if I had to leave this off the list because when someone says “manly anime”, I’m betting that 99.9% of the time most people think about Hokuto no Ken / Fist of the North Star. It’s the post-apocalyptic era and times are tough, with everyone fighting to survive with what little there is on the planet. Some guys want to be rulers, some guys want to be thugs, but one guy just wants to find his fiancee and do what he can to right the wrongs of the world and make a difference to the people he meets. That one man is, of course, Kenshiro. It’s full-tilt action, usually incorporating martial arts through the various fighting styles of the characters - whether it’s Hokuto Shinken, Nanto Seiken or sometimes just brute force and good old hand-to-hand combat. There’s a few female characters here and there who also kick ass so it isn’t completely one-sided, but they usually end up getting saved by the dudes so take that with a pinch of salt. Post-apocalyptic world or not, these guys sure can maintain their physiques. And when it comes time for a fight, you best believe they pull no punches! If you like pure fighting animes where you get to see people explode each episode, followed by the most epic line ever said in anime, then this is the one! 

Honourable mentions.

...because, can we really do without more muscular men and women in our lives?

1. Terra Formars - if you’re looking specifically for that muscular vibe, then try season 1. While I enjoyed both, season 1 had better animation (for me) and they all looked badass when defeating those nasty roaches - both the men and the ladies! 2. Hinomaru Sumo - a sports anime that revolves around a newly formed high school sumo club and the career path of the main protagonist. Informative if you don’t know much about sumo and, as expected, loads of meaty guys aiming for victory and aiming for the position of yokozuna. 3. Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure - another show that hardly requires an introduction and would probably take way too long to explain considering how many Jojo’s there are, but rest assured, the guys are packed, stacked and ready to attack! 4. One Punch Man - if only because there a few characters who fit the beefcake category perfectly, e.g. Suiryu (hello there!), Garou and Tanktop Master to name a few. An anime that’s some parts serious, some part hilarious but always flipping shounen tropes on its head. 5. Sengoku Basara - also, not completely beefed out, but there are a few characters who would make the grade, e.g. Maeda Keiji (dejavu from number 8?) and Oda Nobunaga. Another period anime, based on a Capcom game, that uses a lot of poetic licence to make it an exciting watch with very memorable characters. 6. Free! - “Make us free na Splash! Kasaneta... 👏 👏 !” Swimmers bodies - that is all. If you’ve ever seen a swimmer’s bodies in real life, you’ll know what I mean ‘cos they have muscles in all the right places. A slice-of-life sports anime that revolves around high school boys (who eventually become college boys) who engage in competitive swimming. 7. Air Master - The ladies take over in this one, which is a show that revolves around street fighting and the goal of those various street fighters and martial artists to become number 1 on the Fukamichi Rankings. It’s more of that underground fight scene vibe but the main protagonist is a gymnast-turned-street fighter who takes on anyone who’ll challenge her (man or woman) and usually kick their ass. It’s got a quirky/weird sense of humour to it, but that’s part of why I liked it.

Well, I’m pretty sure that there are other shows that I’ve missed, and mountains of characters who have that A-grade beef, but I tried to choose shows that specifically have that muscular aesthetic as a default setting in the show. Hopefully I hit the mark here, sharing my faves with you, but if there’s some show or character that I absolutely must see, feel free to let me know! Because just like Tanigaki’s shirt, I’m always open to suggestions.