#so they're like 'ok everyone knows this we'll just fly through it' and I'm like siting there sweating and furiously taking notes on what

[solifloris]

SOOOOO i said i'd do a live reaction post for caleb's 5* cards.......(+ the cny one) EHFJSMNFBD disorganized as usual and mostly probably will be filled with keysmashes and random thoughts and maybe crying.... THIS IS ONGOING !!! AND WILL BE UPDATED AT RANDOM POINTS HEHE :D need to yap somewhere...

it took me. so much just to. get the courage to go through these cards WJDJWJBFH I'M WEAK OK!!!! I'M WEAK. THEY. TERRIFY ME BC OF WHAT I ALR KNOW FROM THE MAIN STORY AND THE MYTH 😭😭😭😭 it's the burden of knowledge i swear to you .... caleb makes me so damn emotional 😭

THIS IS PART ONE OF UHHH IDK HOW MANY PARTS WE'LL SEE HOW MY IMG LIMIT GOES BUT.

for reference !!!!!! order being : endless summer -> exclusive aftertaste -> hidden waves -> painful signal -> intertwined gold ; based on this post hehe :3

LETS GOOO <3

1; endless summer!!!!!!! :D

omygod..... ohhmygod.... the melancholy the nostalgia the 😭😭😭

OUGH so it's really after the main story 😭😭😭😭😭

"i wonder what caleb is doing now..." she wants to talk to him :( they wanna talk it out :(((( BUT THE DISTANCEEEE THE :(((( HUHUHU

THE HYDRANGEAS :(

omfg bc the way i can see this unfolding like a ghibli movie...

WHY IS THIS SO KIKI'S DELIVERY SERVICE HUHU

OMG CALEB 😭😭😭😭😭

help 😭😭😭 LOWKEY KABEDON??? baby please 😭😭😭

WHFJJWHF THE TENSION THE AWKWARDNESS THE WAY SHE AVERTS HER GAZE

"why are you back in linkon?" THE FIRST THING SHE SAYS WHFJJS i feel you girl i feel you 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

"i just happened to be passing by" -caleb ; "i was just passing by" -xavier 😭

OUGH 😭😭😭😭 THIS TUGGED AT MY HEARTSTRINGS IM :((( HNNNN :(((

"i happened to be passing by" SHE SAID IT BACK TO HIMMMMMMMMM

UGH IM GONNA SOB 😭 THE HESITATION IN REACHING OUT TO HER :(( THE WAY HE DOESNT RUFFLE HER HAIR ANYMOREEE UUUUUUUUEEEEEE im huhuhu....

"All my thoughts are focused on him, and the incessant cacophony of cicada chirps adds to my restlessness." / "I wonder what he's been up to while we were away from each other..." <- IM SO. FUCKING SICK TO MYSTOMACHHHHHHH (/POS)

it's so 😭😭😭 gosh im a broken record but my HEART 😭 just 😭

i think what always hits so hard with caleb is that.... all of his happened in the same timeline... their childhood together, the events of chapter 4, the here and now that we're seeing and then all the moments inbetween........... we get to experience all this awkwardness and the distance and the changes in realtime 😭 bc both of them remember their shared history 😭 it's like... "i knew you once..." but it feels more real.......

i think the caleb/mc story really captures the struggle of reuniting with someone from your past after a long time 😭 the feelings are very raw

ANYWAY,

OoOOOOH FY-26!!! AWWWH 😭 THE DIRECT REFERENCE TO ONE OF HIS 4*S HUHU 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

!!!! THE FLASHBACK IMMM SOBBINNNGGGGGF 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 "ILL BRING YOH WITH ME WE'LL FLY WHEREVER AND WHENEVER YOU WANT" UUUUUUUUEEEE

"and you've gone from being a pilot to colonel now." "It doesn't matter what a person's role is. Everyone has moments where they're not in control." OH MY GOD????? 😭😭😭😭 WHFJWNFBSJ THE IMPLICATIONS BEHIND THIS????? everyone has moments where they're not in control... oh MAN... caleb sweetie baby beloved 😭😭😭😭😭😭

"Our conversation abruptly ends. Once again, our surroundings are engulfed by a quietness accompanied by loud cicada chirps." THEEEE AWKWARDNEESSSSSS 😭😭😭😭😭

LIKE OK. OK;! DO YOU KNOW HOW PAINFUL. JUST

THIS IS A PERSON YOUVE HAD 9284828572885828583 EASYGOING CONVERSATIONS WITH. A PERSON YOU USED TO KNOW BY HEART. A PERSON YOU SPENT MAYBE HALF OR MORE OF YOUR LIFE WITH. AND NOW. NOW YOU CANT EVEN HOLD A CONVERSATION ANYMORE THEY JUST DONT FLOW THAT WELL ANYMORE. YOU CANT LOOK AT EACH OTHER PROPERLY ANYMORE. 😭 JUST THE. THE LOSS OF IT?????? THAT RELATIONSHIP YOU ONCE SHARED WITH THIS PERSON????? IS NO LONGER THE SAME???

DO YOU

THE ATTACHMENT MC MUST FEEL

THE PAIN THAT MC AND CALEB MUST FEEL, BOTH

IT'S NOT THE SAME ANYMORE 😭😭😭😭😭 THAT SHIT HURTS BRO 😭😭😭😭

also a side note i hate cicadas they give me anxiety 😭 i know theyre a sign of summer but ugh i 😭

(but. thats a biased opinion cause. im entomophobic 😭)

ANYWAY,

I CANF DO THIS

whxjanndnHFBWNFBSBBFBSBFBSBBFBSDHSNFBBSBFBSHG

SHES RECALLING SO MANY MEMORIES FROM THEIR PAST 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 JUST. THE FACT THAT. SHE. SHES AROUND CALEB AND ITS ALL SHE CAN THINK ABOUT FHWNNFHW THE SIMILARITY OF THESE MOMENTS BUT THEN SHE COMES TO THE REALIZATJON THAT. AGAIN. THINGS. ARENT. THE. SAMRBGHEJJGBE

THE SODA 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 truly though mc was spoiled with him... he did so much for her always did everything for her would give in to her 😭😭😭😭😭😭 UGHHH IM SICKKKKKK (/pos)

"Kids are always like that... They're brave because of their curiosity. Or they hesitate to try out new things because they're afraid of the unknown." there is something profound in this line. there is something there. BUT MY BRAIN IS MUSH WHFJSJNFBSF

i am so sorry. i read Quirkies as quickies and had to do a double take.

SEE 😭 SEEE 😭 SHE'S REMINISCING AGAIN 😭😭😭😭😭😭

"I finish half the bottle in one swig. The sweetness washes over my tongue and erases the lingering bitterness in my mouth." ITS GIVING ORANGE BY ICHIGO TAKANO 😭😭😭😭 STOP WJFKWJFH THIS MANGA BROKE MY HEART. AND IT. IT HAS A SPECIAL PLACE IN MY HEART BUT IT WAS GUT-WRENCHING. AND I CANTNNDJFJTJGJDNFHSJFJJSJFJS LIKE WAIY

SEE LOOK. LOOK. ITS THE SAME RIGHT. LOOK

ok anyway

"i give him the bottle. i always did that whenever we shared food as kids. 'caleb, here...'" "..." <- THE SILENCE?????? SEEEEE SHE REMINISCES AGAIN AND THEN. AND THEN. ITS LIKE THE BOTH REALIZE 'ah, we're doing this again...' or 'ah, it's this again...' WHENGBHENGTHEY KNOW THE CONTEXT IS DIFFERENT THEIR RELATIONSHIP IS DIFFERENT AND. AND. AND

YOU GET ME RIGHT IM MAKINF SENSE RIGHT

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

wait cause i went back to do the "no" option for the Quirkies and 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

"can you pick one for me?" / "why should i be scared? you already gave me something sweet." IM SOBBING????? 😭😭😭😭 it's so "you're all i need anyway" coded..... UGH i love him

OMG TARA??????

CALEB 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

STOOOOPPP 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

if we attach this to the main story and how it ended.... :(

he just automatically assumes "oh yeah, she should hang out with her friends its ok shes probably not gonna want to spend so much time with me right now" LIKE 😭 THE WAY HE OFFERS HER A RIDE? 😭😭😭 THE "I'LL GO BACK TO SKYHAVEN"?????? 😭😭😭😭 MC IS LIKE "you dont have to" AND HE GOES "is it inconvenient for your colleague to meet me" LIKE HE JUST 😭 ASSUMES SHE WANTS TO LEAVE 😭😭😭😭

CALLBACK TO THE SAFE HAVEN AFFINITY 51 CALL 😭😭😭😭 “even if he’s the worst version of all the calebs from then to now, you still want him?” THE DISBELIEF IS HERE AGAIN HE JUST 😭 ASSUMES THE WORST 😭

OGH... he knows he overstepped so much in the main story he knows he hurt her he knows he made her uncomfy... he said he wouldn't bother her anymore and he's keeping that statement to be true bc he thinks itll make her feel better 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

HES TRYING SO HARD 😭😭😭 HE JUST WANTS TO MAKE HER HAPPY 😭😭😭 EVEN IF IT MEANS HAVING HIM OUT OF THE PICTURE NOW, DESPITE HOW MUCH HE JUST WANTS TO BE ABLE TO TAKE CARE OF HER AGAIN 😭😭😭😭

FUCK IT IDT WE'RE EVEN HALFWAY THROUGH THE CARD YET BUT IM EMOTIONAL AS FUCK

"i never said i was leaving" and he's so SHOCKED 😭 AND HE 😭 HE SMILES!!! HE SMILESSSS :((( UUUUU HE'S SO HAPPY 😭😭😭😭 HE JUST 😭 HE WANTED A LITTLE BIT OF APPROVAL FROM HER 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

IF WHEN WE LEFT OFF ON THE MAIN STORY THEY HAVENT BEEN TALKING... SO HE JUST ASSUMES YEAH SHE DOESNT WANT TO BE AROUND ME... AND NOW!!! NOW HE GETS THIS LITTLE BIT OF RELIEF THAT MAYBE SHE DOESNT HATE ME SO INTENSELY...

"He stoops down to adjust the water flow. When he gets up and meets my gaze again, his expression is noticeably softer." <- SOFTER!!! SOFTERRRR IT'S SOFTERRR 😭 HE'S BEEN SO TENSE BUT NOW!! NOW HE'S SO RELIEVED!!! 😭😭😭😭 HE'S SOO 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

just. THE FHWKBGHEJF i knowwwwww he feels guilty about how he treated her in the main story 😭 and hes trying to make it up to herrrrr 😭😭😭😭😭

caleb saying TLC was not on my bingo card LMFAO BUT ALRIGHT

"'Every day and every night, I'm surrounded by Skyhaven machines. I rarely get to see stuff like this. Even in my dreams, I sometimes hear the roar of warships and blaring emergency alarms.' The corners of Caleb's mouth subtly tense. His brow furrows for only a moment." oh my poor poor baby 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 the things he must go through there daily... all the work... always busy... and he says this about the things that he sees... after that thing he said? "why should i be scared? you already gave me something sweet." AND THE LINE HE HAS IN THE CAFE WHEN YOU TURN AWAY AND HE TURNS TO YOU..!!!!!! "they say sunflowers always face the sun, i guess it's because trying to find warmth is normal. i'm not an exception to that rule." ITS LIKE :( LIKE HES SAYING :( THE WORLD WITHOUT HER IN SKYHAVEN IS COLD :( AND HE FINDS WARMTH WITH HER :( HERE IN LINKON :(((((

OMYGOD AND THE

DUDE THE LINES IN THIS

IM GOINF INSANE

"She's a regular at the store. She holds my hand and gives me heartfelt words to relay to the owner. Maybe the reluctance to say goodbye to places that hold cherished memories is a feeling all humans have." MC PLEASEEEE 😭😭😭😭

AUGH 😭

so i think. truly. that theyre really just......... :( theyre struggling to move into the present :(

both of them are attached to something of the past... caleb, to how much she used to always depend on hin without qualms... mc, to how he used to be more playful and caring and considerate and warm towards her, and not this cold person who hides things from her and is more forceful about things... just something about both of them craving the relationship they used to have but

BUT THEYRE. THEYRE NOT THE SAME PEOPLE ANYMORE 😭 THEY BOTH GREW UP... BOTH HAVE DIFFERENT SITUATIONS AND DIFFERENT ENVIRONMENTS.... AND THEY DONT KNOW HOW TO NAVIGATE THATTTTT

AND MC IS LIKE :( IT'S HARD TO SAY GOODBYE :(

BC SHES SO ATTACHED TO THE IDEA OF THE CALEB FROM BEFORE THAT SHE'S MORE USED TO.... AND SHES LIKE... HES SO IMPORTANT TO ME AND I HAVE TO UNDERSTAND HIM MORE BUT IT'S SO HARD TO SAY GOODBYE ITS HARD TO ACCEPT AND MOVE ON AND SHES 😭😭😭😭😭😭 SHES STRUGGLING WITH THAT!!!😭

I HAVE NO DOUBT ITS THE SAME FOR CALEB'S CASE TOO.....

OH SHIT FUCK KINDLED OMYGODJGHEJF OK OK

OH :( HE ZNNN? :( BUT HE LOOKS SO TENSE :(

OUGH MC NOTICESSSS 😭😭😭😭😭

MY POOR BABY IS HAVING A NIGHTMARE 😭

"don't go" NOOOO CALEBB HUHU 😭😭😭😭😭 OUGHHH HE'S BEEN MASKING SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭 HIS PARTING WITH MC AFFECTED HIN SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭

HIS EYES 😭 THE PUPPY EYES 😭😭😭😭

"don't leave me alone" HES PRACTICALLY BEGGING HER 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 IM SO SICK RN I FEEL SO SICKKKK 😭😭😭😭 (/pos)

?!!?!?

?!?!?!

WAS HE GOING TO KISS HER IM SCREAMINF

???? DID HE THINK HE WAS DREAMING? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

"caleb?!" AND THE WAY HE JUMPS LIKE HE REALIZES WHAT HE'S DOING 😭😭😭😭 "sorry. i didn't mean to scare you" AAAUUUGHGHGHGHH 😭😭😭😭😭😭

HES SO CONCERNED

HE DOESN'T

HE DOESNT WANT TO REPEAT THE THING HE DOESNT WANT TO HURT HER AGAIN HE DOESN'T WANT TO SCARE HER OR MAKE HER HATE HIM OR DISLIKE HIM MORE THAN SHE COULD AFTER WHAT HE DID 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

BUT HE WANTS HER SO BADDDDDD 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

its so practiced.

it's SO practiced.

he's probably learned from a long time ago how to mask 😭 it's morethan practiced it's MASTERED 😭 his expression changes 😭 the puppy eyes go to his usual expression... the maybe slightly exasperated slightly amused kind of eyes—bc he CHANGES THE SUBJECT to the thing supposedly in her eye 😭😭😭😭😭

caleb is so.... you see throughout that he's simultaneously mastered the art of masking but also it slips sometimes... around her... but its so subtle that mc doesnt notice it herself WJDJSJJDJWHFH

THIS THOUGH 😭 like in that one myth kindled....... he schools his expression and talks about something else... it's so practiced...

caleb, please :(

AUGHHH

this scene 😭

THIS SCENE 😭

i justtt 😭😭😭😭😭

the way his hand trembles... the mask falls... his brows are furrowed and he looks at her so intensely and you can see you can FEEL the longing 😭😭😭😭😭

he probably hasnt genuinely touched her like this in forever... not so vulnerably...

THERES A SPACE BETWEEN THEM LIKE HES TRYING HIS BEST TO NOT BE IN HER PERSONAL BUBBLE, HES GIVING HER SPACE TO MOVE AWAY IF SHE WANTS TO, HE'S KEEPING THIS RESPECTFUL DISTANCE THATS JUDT 😭

THE CARESS

THE SILENCE THE WAY THEY STARE AT EACH OTHER THE

UUUUUU

HUHUHU

IM GONNA SOB SO HARD

A BEAT AND HE LOOKS AWAY AND *PULLS* AWAY AND AND AND

MC

YOUCAN SEE HER

DISAPPOINTMENT

HE PULLS HIS HAND AWAY AND HER OWN CURLS INTO ITSELF A LITTLE LIKE SHES

SHE DIDNT WANT HIM TO PULL AWAY :( ITS THAT FEELING OF LOSS AGAIN... for a moment they felt close again and then he pulls back and puts the distance BACK 😭😭😭😭

AND THE WAY HE LOOKSSO GUILTY ABOUT GETTING CLOSE :( AUGHHHHHHHHH

SHE CLOSES THE DISTANCE FOR HIM INSTEKFJEHGBE IMM SOBBINGGGG 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

UUUUUUU

HIS EXPRESSION

HES SO

:((((

HE LOOKS LIKE HE WANTS TO CRYYY :((((

UGH THE WAY HE PULLS HER BACK 😭 BUT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 HE CANT LOOK AT HER 😭😭😭😭

he's so hesitant to be this vulnerable with her? :(

HUHU THEYRE!!!!!!! :((((((((((( THEYRE SLEEPING ON THE FLOOR TOGETHER 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

THE REMINISCING...

OUGH MY HEART 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 THEYRE TALKING ABOUT IT... TJE WAY THE MAIN STORY ENDED, THE...

"would you have not come back to see me?"

SHE DOESNT LIKE THE DISTANCE!! 😭 LIKE HOW SHE WAS DISAPPOINTED HE PULLED AWAY 😭😭😭😭😭😭

IM ILL 😭😭😭😭

IM SO

MY HEART

ITS SO

ITS LIKE KTS BEING SQUEEZED

WHAT THE HELL IM TEARING UP RN 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

IM. THROWJNF UPPPP

"and so another summer begins" OUGH

IM SICK

I AM ILL

PLEASEJEJFBEH IMFJSJJF OHMYGODDDDDDFDFDDDDDDDDDDD

THIS WAS BEAUTIFUL??? I. I LOVE THIS CARD 😭😭😭😭😭 UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I LOVE THIS MAN WHAT THE HELL 😭😭😭😭😭😭

maybe..this card... i love it almost as much as floral blessing...this is how much it means to me.............

ANYWAY IM POSTING THIS LIKE THIS AND GOING TO BED AND!! WILL CONTINUE FURTHER DOWN THE POST WITH EXCLUSIVE AFTERTASTE... TOMORROW !! :D

[bitchy-peachy]

Advice Somewhat and Some Shit to Sensitive Haters Stalking My Posts

My area is getting ready for those wonderful Trump import tariffs.

A cheap deodorant in a local pharmacy that costed $3.45... Now costs $8.45. Saw it just this morning.

Yes, that's how local businesses are preparing for your totally-going-to-lower-prices Cheese Puff Papi's economic plan.

Pretty sure certain people will blame democrats for it but hey, republicans love to break it so democrats can fix it. I don't even know how this shitass party still gets votes but then I see its either rich people that get big tax cuts and brainwashed people that were unfortunately taken advantage of through disguised lies that vote for this crap.

Also including racists and phobes because that's another tier in this dumbfuckery cake of ignorance.

I want my mutuals to be ready for what's coming next year. I've lived long enough to know shit will get bad for everyone that makes under a certain level of money in their finance bracket.

I want you to buy stuff that's necessary before these businesses keep hiking up prices and I want you to be try to only use money for necessities. Even I have cut my budget in wait to see what happens next.

I'm somewhat ok financially (for now. Now I will have to recalculate everything with the potential and percentages of Trump's Tariffs looming over all of us) and unlike the 6 times bankrupted god, I know how to actually use and administer our finances without destroying my whole family and leaving us in the poor house.

I will probably have to write a guide at this point cos I even know survival skills after natural disasters as well as the banking system... A bunch of simple acquired knowledge that I never thought would be so necessary with what's coming up ahead.

This morning was a wakeup call and reminder that we need to take things seriously to prepare ourselves and our families. We'll need to save, stock up, be a little more frugal

I'm frugal af as it is until I have "fun funds" accumulated to finally relax. People think we only got to "survive" rather than actually "live". Don't ever let someone tell you you can't have nice things and good food and a good quality life just cos you are poor. Rich people act like our existence is to do cheap work for them while only eating stale bread and drinking contaminated water. They see everyone that isn't wealthy as part of their serfdom to do their bidding.

You deserve better.

Anyways, I'm rambling but right now... These times up ahead are a challenge even for me who has survived homelessness and natural disasters that lead to darkness for 6 months. I now feel like I'm in school again doing mathematical exercises and sorting to be ready for another terrible event looming up ahead (we never can catch a break, huh?)

I joke around a lot on here about maga getting what they voted for but the reality is that they're not the only ones getting effed up for them being so painfully stupid and completely lacking in basic critical skills when voting.

I want my mutuals that are in vulnerable situations to do everything to be safe. This is the best advice I can give for now because I sincerely want those that can be potentially affected to be mentally and emotionally ready. I'm here for my friends and even though I'm ranty I am still strangely at ease that we will as a community be fine.

On to another subject.

It's obvious to everyone that follows me that I despise maga. Especially with my relative ones that think I'm morally obligated to help them mitigate the consequences of their own actions. They can't even admit when they fuck up and can't handle confrontation with facts so I don't see a point in saving them. Considering how they voted, they really don't give a shit about me or my own family.

The help that was going for them will go for other people that are flying in next week that definitely need more help than my relatives. My relatives can ask Trump for help in their housing, medical bills etc since they spat on my help by endangering my entire family that falls almost into every category Trump wants to fuck up and make "illegal".

If I do this with actual blood relatives... Imagine what I do to strangers trying shit with me as if I owe them friendship, activism or my time.

I've been ranted at and blocked 5 times over the past week by maga that just can't handle shit I had to tell them. They also mostly approached me so they're the ones going around like the biggest Loser Winners on everyone that isn't pro Trump.

Most recent fun times was a loser calling me mentally ill (weird, cos I'm pretty sure the one that studied criminological psychology is me and not some unappealing mediocre male that reblogs naked women that will never fuck him) and after he raged he blocked me.

I'm online for fun and friends so I do act unhinged and unprofessional af. Why am I gonna bore myself online with a professional veneer (and before some useless maga tries get me "fired". I retired ages ago, sweetums. LOL) when I'm supposed to just relax on here?

I like explicit horror and cats, rats and bats. I write weird shit. I don't have to act like I'm at work all the time with proper diction and I'm not the only "shitlib" that is like this online. One of my best friends who plays horror games with me is surgeon and we both cuss like truckers and have slumber parties.

Meh.

Despite all this, I am appreciative of me, a retired old goth witchy lady, being fake diagnosed by someone with impressive 5th grade level knowledge. I gave easy to find facts and it somehow hurts people into calling me "retarded". I'm done being nice to your ilk and will be giving out just as much shit back as you have done to me.

There's nothing worse in an election than an uninformed voter in an echo chamber. You guys got fed your "facts" from echo chamber social medias and outlets. It's not my fault my factual words hurt you. It's your own for not waking up out of that propaganda induced coma. A lot of you don't even know what communism and social democracy actually are before calling everyone you don't like those things.

After these elections, I now know there's no helping you. You're too far gone and our side is truly packing up and leaving you behind. Blocking, avoiding... We are done as we should have been ages ago.

If you go low, I will go lower. Tired of only one side playing nice and getting trampled on and then you hypocritically clutching at your pearls at the slightest pushback.

We will be meaner and you deserve it. You had it coming. And I'm saying it nicely on here but I've called some yall literally fucking country destroying dumbfucks that actually hate everyone, including America. (that "patriot" some of you have on bio along with Christian crosses will never fail to make me laugh. You guys hate America so much you might as well wipe your ass with the flag. Well you already do put it to your genitals with the undies and swimsuit lines with flag print. Yikes)

But what do I know? I'm just a shitty lib (not really. A lot of libs hate me cos I'm pro guns and support answering violence with even more violence meh)

I don't hate to say "I told you so". In fact I love saying it now.

Now that both of these things are outta the way, I will relax and watch some horror movies in my list. Might live post some of them.

PS: To my haters... I have a statcounter on my blog. Stop being stupid.

[echoweaver]

Like a bunch of others have said, I have been nervous about making a simblr gratitude post because I'll almost certainly leave someone out, and that hurts. I guess I'll start with the disclaimer:

I read everyone I follow. I can't read every post, but I don't keep anyone on my dash who I haven't made a conscious decision to put there. If you've seen a like or a comment from me, I'm reading you, and I'm doing it because I like what you post.

And I appreciate a lot of simblrs I don't follow too. I've had to choose not to follow several who I'd like to follow, simply because of the above -- I read the folks I follow, and I can't let my follow list get too big for me to handle.

I also have a long list of story tags I follow specifically for stories that have a chronology that matters. I use XKit Rewritten on my browser to keep a list of unread posts by tag so that I don't miss posts from long-running stories.

OK, that said, and in no particular order...

@anamoon63 I have enjoyed the heck out of Alan Wilson's wild life. You're one of the reasons I'm poking at TS4 now. I also have gotten attached to Dale Cho and Kelly. They have so much personality.

@treason-and-plot I was intimidated by the complexity of your story for quite a while before I really started to dig in, but I couldn't stay away. You have so many characters! And so many plot threads! And they all weave together into a tangle of personalities that feel all too real.

@kimmiessimmies I'm still just getting to know your characters, but they're so vivid. As I've said in the comments, I really appreciate that Sadie and her entourage are mostly emotionally mature people who are working through their problems in reasonable ways. Characters don't have to be shallow or dumb to find themselves in drama, but it's a challenge to write mature ones.

@bearphase I got sucked in by Clem. Orange has got to be one of, if not the most challenging NSB generation, and you aced it. I've been invested ever since.

@rebouks You sucked a character all the way to rock bottom, and then he climbed out with hope and integrity and took everyone nearby out with him. I'm still not sure how you made such a dark story so warm and friendly.

@zosa95 I always smile when your characters show up on my dash. You're a warm presence in the community and a good storyteller. And your screenshots somehow manage to be extra endearing.

@greenplumbboblover I've never seen someone try to tell a soap opera of all of Sunset Valley. I'm getting a fresh look at characters who almost never get the spotlight. It's so much fun.

@mosneakers What can I say? I'd snatch Coraleye away from her boy if I had a chance.

@danjaley I can only imagine the kind of work that goes into the McCarrics. Reading their story makes me feel like a fly on the wall of real moments of a Scottish landed farmer's life. I've also snatched up a lot of your cc for my own projects.

@declaration-of-dramas You have such a beautifully staged historical setting, and your characters are so wild. I miss Lady Prilly, but this new story you're telling in San Pineda has already caught me.

@natolesims Your NSB has so much personality. Grey is a lot of fun. I hope we'll see Tiana soon. Ella's story really gripped me, and Tiana's was shaping up to be just as intense. Plus, your Disney simalikes are spot on.

@oasislandingresident You're a big reason why I discovered I like longer lifespans! I fell into the all-to-common trap of assuming everything had to be generational. You can discover very different stories when you give sims more space to live.

@pudding-parade You make some of the prettiest sims I have ever seen. I've downloaded about half a dozen worlds from your world reviews, and I'm not even sure what I'm going to do with them.

@queeniecook I can't wait to meet Vera and Caleb's baby. You've got us all in suspense. Your story is such a fun combination of adventure, intrigue, and domesticity. Also, so many pregnancy photo shoots. 😆

@nocturnalazure Last on this list but not least, I think your story is the first one I found on tumblr that I became a passionate fan of. I honestly think in another universe it would be a great TV adventure drama. I jump whenever I see something new on the tteot tag. Thanks for the story.

Thanks to everyone, and to the folks I've forgotten and will feel guilty about later. 😅

[all-will-be--well]

The Maybe Man

ok no one asked, but here is my AJR album review, song by song:

🌀 Maybe Man: I love this. I have a special place in my heart for all their album openers, they always give me chills. I can't wait to see them open with this live, especially when it goes so hard at the end! I've danced to this a lot already. Also learning that each verse references one song on the album! like a table of contents! I love them so much.

💔  Touchy Feely Fool: Very cute, and fun to sing along with. Probably like a solid 7 or 8 out of 10. Great to listen to, and has grown on me after listening to that Zach Sang interview and learning a little backstory

👍  Yes I'm A Mess: One of my faves from the album. I feel like such a badass walking around listening to this. Wish I could whistle!! The only thing i can't stand is the very end. I don't mind the tempo change but I don't like the slo mo voices that sound like a toy running out of batteries

🤓 The Dumb Song: More mid-tier for me. Got a great swing to it, and the instrumental breaks are really fun to dance to like a total idiot. I like to try out the lamest dance moves and just really commit to it. Lyric-wise, it's cute but reminds me of male weaponized incompetence (I know this isn't the intention, just what i think about), so it makes me feel a little weird if I think about it too much. Can't wait to hear a whole crowd scream "You should nooooot have done that!"

▶️ Inertia: Currently, this is my FAVORITE song on the album. It's fun, it's meaningful, it's got a great beat, and there are sounds that bring me back to past albums so it feels almost nostalgic. They used the instrumentals a lot in their promos for this album, and I can see why. It's both angelic with the choir sounds, and dark with the reverb/bass sounds. So good.

🧍‍♂️ Turning Out Pt iii : Always appreciate the Turning Out songs. Personally, the original is still my favorite. But even that one took me listening to it a dozen times before it really HIT, and then i was crying in the car. So maybe the same will happen with this one someday! Also if i'm not mistaken it's Ryan on vocals? So that's fun to have a change (though honestly he and Jack sound so similar)

🧠  Hole in the Bottom of My Brain: Gosh, so fun! Has that kind of nursery rhyme theme where it builds on itself (swallowed the spider to catch the fly, etc). However, unlike a nursery rhyme, the lyrics are kinda complicated to it's hard to sing along to. I'm sure people will be singing along by the time they're performing it live, like everyone memorizing the rambling line from Karma.

💿 The DJ is Crying for Help: I want to like this one more than I do. Don't get me wrong, I do like it! I think I just find it a little auditorily overwhelming. Like the string arpeggios are awesome, but I can't listen to that and the back up vocals and other sound effects at the same time. idk. To quote my favorite movie, Amadeus: "There are simply too many notes"

🙅🏻‍♂️ I Won't: This one has been out for a while so I feel like I've listened to it a lot already. Definitely makes me swagger walking around my apartment like I'm a total badass. Doesn't get my blood rushing like some of the others, but again that might just be because I've heard it a lot already.

🎡Steve's Going to London: Took me a few play-throughs to actually realize it wasn't just a nothing song! I appreciate them kinda breaking the 4th wall in a very AJR way. This song has grown on me with each listen! Very fun to sing and dance to, and has a great beat. My prediction is that this song will have a lot of special effects when they perform it live. We'll see...

💜 God is Really Real: RIP Gary ❤️ I love that their dad became a beloved part of the fandom. Very touching that they released this song early when it became clear they didn't have much longer with their dad. Beautiful, meaningful addition to the album.

🍂 2085: Perfectly packages up the album! The lyrics say that the old-timey voice says "You are not alone, young child, young child" which is NOT what it sounds like?? So hopefully that gets cleared up. I've seen some claiming it's a Yanny/Laurel situation, and tbh i wouldn't put it past the boys to find a way to do that on purpose. (I hear "You are my heart grown, just know, just know" which i know doesn't really make sense, but it's sweet to me) But the lyrics at the end "You've gotta get better, you're all that I got" give me chills. And then switching to "I gotta get better, I'm all that I got" 😭 . Also loves that it connects so perfectly back to Maybe Man so I can just listen to the album on repeat without interruption

 THE END

[flowgninthgil]

So here I am in a corner of the second floor (two floors above the ground floor) of on the buildings of my campus, eating a cheap ham and cheese (pretty sure it's butter since it doesn't taste like any cheese I've ever had) sandwich, listening to Fishmonger album on loop.

Why did I decide to get that cheap sandwitch, a banana, and whatever english people call that third pastry, instead of getting a real meal with my friends? Who knows. I just feel so...

empty

I've noticed how people need to know they're not alone in their problems, and I'm thinking on doing a series of blog posts, starting with this one, just... telling my anxieties and whatever I feel like I'd want people to tell me.

I just wish I could believe myself.

So, yeah, people notice you, and not in a bad way, some people you're not even sure you'll ever be able to call friends will nod to you when they pass you.

Your friends don't mind you not spending time with them, it's alright.

I think

It's ok to have missed an evening/night out, you weren't here to know they'll go out.

No one's gonna talk to you if you close every door

One of my friend isn't here today, I hope they're not out burning themselves out to help everyone again. I miss them.

That last fucking line made me tear up a bit.

fuck feelings. How am I supposed to know I'm aroace when I don't know where I'm supposed to draw the lines of friendship? I can't even stop being anxious about it since putting my head on the shoulder of someone started a relationship.

I want physical contacts. I want to feel loved by my friends.

I wish I knew how to show people that.

And I'm surrounded by communists, trotskists, and anarchists, it shouldn't be hard.

I don't want drugs to make me forget, but everyone make it seems like the easiest answer. Fuck alcohols.

Shut your mouth, listen up when I talk, I'm a spoiled little brat, and I get what I want.

Shut your mouth, listen up when I talk, I'm a spoiled little brat and I get what I deserve....

Punk is hope

But I'm lost

And I can't see the shorelines around me.

I just have to reach out, don't I?

Okay, this is going waaaay too far.

fuck me

heh, I don't want that, I'm aroace.

but this whole shit got me thinking of suicide.

Nothing bad, on the contrary, I don't understand suicide when you got nothing to escape.

If life is just a dull cruise through life where you never stop to watch and take in, then suicide won't end shit, since there is nothing to end.

You'll only hurt the people around you, and if you got nothing for you, why should you take what others have?

Damn, I hope this is not going to turn into a weekly vent of my feelings, I'm not sure how much I can tell while not giving anything telling about myself.

Fuck me, I already gave my phone number to bilibili, why'd you do that shithead.

I'm gonna use Cunt as a insult now, because fuck that poll about if people found it offensive or not if they were british, aussie, kiwi, egomerican, or none of those.

Y'all lot of cunts, y'all are my fav fags, be happy in life. If I can't bring my own happiness, I might as well give other some I found on the way.

Fuck the cynicism,

Let the colours fly,

Don't care you think it's cringe

Because it's not your life.

Ravel in your friends and hobies,

Let your heart speak.

When a drifter say some shit,

just block that internet freak.

I just really don't care,

Put your hooves in the air tonight,

I wanna fall in love with everypony,

We gotta set the street alight.

Everything's so fucked and I'm tired of being scared,

So let's get out and fuck up equestria.

Fuck the mandate and the monarchy,

This our world now.

Do or die, you'll never make me.

Because the world will never take my heart.

Go and try, you'll never break me,

We want it all, we wanna play this part.

We'll carry on.

Big up to that plant in its pot at my right,

[betweenthings2]

Would love to read 11 for the cuddle prompts with George and Matty! x

Thank you for the ask!! The prompt list is here if anyone else wants to see it. I'm so sorry it took me so long to write this--I have no good excuse. This didn't turn out exactly like I wanted it to, so feel free to tell me it sucks and rewrite it.

11. Shared excitement at the prospect of a cuddle session at the end of a long day.

Matty is pretty sure there's nothing in this world that takes longer than getting from an airplane at Heathrow to his own bed, warm and cozy with George. Planes and airports are always so cold and even though The 1975's bottom line combined with Matty's back issues from the time he fell off George's drum set years ago mean they've reached the point in their career where they get to fly first class, it's still uncomfortable. Plus, Matty always feels wrung out by the time he steps off the jetway, anxiety and a busy schedule beating him into submission. He's off the plane now, though, George just a few steps behind him, and everyone else a few more steps behind. Matty pauses a few steps past the gate desk, free hand held out to take George's. A younger version of himself would hesitate to do so, but he's pretty sure the fans know at this point and his therapist keeps telling him he needs to do things for himself, not just other people. He's not sure holding his fiancé's hand to walk through an airport really counts, but maybe it's a start.

George takes his hand and all of Matty's worries and second guessing fades away as they carry on through the airport. They don't really talk, just head for passport control and the baggage claim, content to simply be touching. When they stop at the end of the passport control line, Matty leans against George, suddenly feeling a wave of exhaustion that could almost wipe him off his feet.

"'m exhausted," he mumbles. Then he adds, "Sorry. I know you are, too."

"'s ok," George promises, wrapping his arm around Matty's waist. "We'll be home soon."

"We're gonna be home in a fuckin' year if this line doesn't move," Matty grumbles.

George just chuckles and holds Matty close, urging him forward when the line does move.

Finally, they separate when they get to the front of the line and they're sent to separate machines to scan their passports. On the other side of the gates, Matty holds his hand out of George again, a well practiced routine at this point in their lives. It makes Matty feel grounded. His engagement ring makes him feel the same way, but he'd left that at home when they left on tour, petrified of losing it, despite George promising he wouldn't be upset if that happened.

"Alright?" George asks, when he takes Matty's hand, feeling him hold tight as they walk.

Matty nods. "Just ready to be home," he promises. "'s weird, but I missed you."

"You missed me?" George echoes, confused.

Matty nods again. "I've missed being," a pause, "close to you. Like, I missed having our bed, missed sitting on the couch with you and watching telly, missed just being with you, missed falling asleep next to you."

"Next to me?" George asks, incredulous. "Don't you mean on top of me?"

Matty ducks his head and mumbles, "Fuck off," but George is right. Matty has a habit of draping himself across George when they go to bed. In his defense, "You're always warm. And it's comfy."

They've reached the baggage claim so they step out of the walkway and George wraps his arm around Matty's shoulders and holds him close, saying, "You can sleep however you like when we get home."

"And you'll cuddle me?" Matty asks, half joking.

George nods, serious, and says, "Yeah. And I won't complain when you put every blanket we own on the bed and I end up putting them away."

Matty huffs a laugh and protests, "You don't always."

George doesn't argue. They both know he's right, but they also both know Matty will win any argument they have. Instead he says, "I get it, when you say you missed me. I missed you, too."

Matty's instinct is to say something insincere, but he just wrote a whole album about being sincere and he's been talking about sincerity at length with his therapist, so he leans into George's side and admits, "I missed feeling like we're a proper couple."

George rubs Matty's shoulder and starts, "We'll-"

"And I'm not complaining, ya'know?" Matty interrupts. "This is all I've ever really wanted, but there's just," he pauses, "a lot. Everything else is more important than the fact that all I really want to do is cuddle with you even though all the dressing room furniture really is a little gross."

"I know you're not complaining," George promises. "And we'll make up for it, yeah? We don't even have to leave the house for a few days."

Matty nods and quietly says, "Thanks, I," he pauses, sniffs, and continues, "I really love you."

George presses a sneaky kiss into Matty's curls and answers, "I really love you, too."

They collect their luggage, pile everything into a cab, and bid goodbye to everyone, before climbing into the cab themselves. Matty lets his head rest against the window for the whole drive, fingers still intertwined with George's, the promise of everything he'd missed while on tour drawing near.

George insists on doing some laundry and cursory unpacking when they finally do get home, so Matty makes a show of dumping his suitcases into the laundry basket before he goes for a shower. George doesn't bother arguing with Matty's approach, really, he didn't expect anything else. He just starts his own unpacking and a load of laundry before heading upstairs. Matty is out of the shower by the time George gets there, hair dripping onto his shoulders and a towel wrapped around his waist. He stops in the bedroom doorway, letting himself just look at Matty.

It's not like George hasn't looked at Matty lately--he's been staring at Matty's back almost every night for the past few months--but he hasn't really looked. Matty looks a little tired, his shoulders slumping like he's carrying a weight, but he's there, a solid presence in the room. George remembers the time when Matty seemed like he could have just faded away. He's glad those days are over.

"Are you just gonna stare at me forever?" Matty asks finally, not turning away from where he's digging through the near empty drawers of his dresser.

George chuckles. "I'm appreciating the view."

"Seems a little like you're objectifying me, G."

"I'm admiring you," George counters.

Matty turns from the dresser and asks, "Can you admire me tomorrow? I really wanna go to bed."

"Just gimme a few minutes to shower, ok?"

Matty agrees, so George goes for a shower and when he comes back, he finds Matty under a huge pile of blankets in bed, clearly waiting for George to be done showering. He had been planning to change over the laundry and start another load, but he finds himself unwilling to leave Matty again, even if just to go downstairs, so he climbs into bed. Matty is quick to wrap himself around George, staking a claim.

"Good?" George asks once Matty stops moving.

"Good," Matty confirms. "Really good."

[thenixkat]

Dandadan chapter 30: Don't give up! Damn near every kid getting added to the group being a love rival for like the first 3-4 arcs of new kids getting added is just so bleh. Like, Jiji didn't even have to be into Momo, Ken was whole ass just losing his shit just from another dude, a good looking cool dude (somehow), just interacting with Momo. Ken's pathetic ass was doing all the work on his own. but also it's kind of pathetic to write a girl who's dude friends are all into her romantically. Like… ew. Which is again reasons why I don't really give Dandadan more props than bare minimum in regards to writing its ladies, cause the sexist shit just kinda permeates the writing (and designs) even if its not like in yer face about it outside of several places

like, gals and guys can literally be friends without any kind of romo shit popping up. But amatonormativity permeating culture refuses to be normal about gals and guys being friends which is why so much media, like Dandadan, refuses to just let bitches be friends with folks of a gender they're otherwise attracted to. Its all just so much allo/alloro bullshit. Aaaaand to the actual chapter. Momo grabs the anatomical model b/c she thinks Taro's testicle of gold and Ken's so she's determined to stop a fucker and get a better look at his nuts which is…uh…

Sexual harassment/assault given trying to force someone to show you their genitals is kinda yikes. Which if I'm thinking about it makes this another case of ladies being sexually inappropriate with dudes being used for comedy. Which, yeah Dandadan really is just comedic sexual assault the series for like several volumes Jiji who attempted to save Momo from the charging monster b/c he didnt know fuckers have superpowers is holding on to Momo for dear life b/c they're flying at speed and Ken's pissed off b/c 'Jiji is hugging Momo' and like, kid yer fucking priorities, its been like a week since you first met this girl

Idk, now that I've actually been thinking about how much time actually passed in the first few arcs, it's weakening the romance for me. Cause like, really? Yer feelings are sooooo fucking deep for someone you've known for a week at best who you were only really actually friends with for maybe a day b4 romo bullshit started popping up? It doesn't work for me anymore like if more time had passed between arcs I'd be more ok with it. But a week? A week? I don't buy it. AT best this some puppy love And I don't take puppy love seriously

especially when the writer instead of wanting to show more bits of characters clearly caring about eachother to advance the relationship/show their into eachother (and communicating more than getting into arguments) and prefers just making fuckers angry and jealous by having the same shit happen over and over with more and more shallowly written romantic false leads damn, i am not paying attention to this chapter?

actually moving to the next page. Jiji has zero clue what's going on and is just concerned that another monster (Ken) showed up

this is the second wild chase through a town involving flight and/or superspeed piggyback rides. Ya know Momo and Ken should probably get a reputation from this type of shit like getting labled as the local cryptids just cause fuckers can't see Momo's giant psychic hands or Ken's yokai form doesnt mean they cant see Ken moving at fucking speed or shit levitating ALso I really do like how we repeatedly see Ken complaining about the weight of the people riding him/he's carrying (Momo and Aira) but he says jack shit about the combined weight of Momo and Jiji's big canoniclly heavy as fuck ass. Boy said he was not about to admit weakness infront of the enemy (Jiji) Also noted a few differences between this scene in the manga and anime. Anime of course adding more action and put everyone on roofs for more property damage

like 'Hey, we caught you and we'll give you back yer heart if you show us yer genitals [also we'll take yer genitals if we they look like they might belong to our friend]' is just such a sus way to write a mimi plot for a chapter Like there's ways to have done this that don't amount to sexual harassment at minimum and assault at worse but the mangaka really fucking likes to go out of their way to make shit sexual assault

but also like, if Ken's magic nut was animating this dude, would ya really just fucking kill him by taking it back? Yes yes I understand this is supposed to be touching and that we're supposed to feel something about this causing Ken to have the epiphany that he's in romantic love with Momo. But again these bitches have known eachother for barely a week, I can't take it seriously now that I know such little time passed. Like Ken has no fucking experience to know what being in romantic love is like or that what he's feeling is even love and not like platonic love cause this bitch aint never had friends either

'But Nix, clearly its romantic love since there's so much devotion and intensity!' You sound like weak fucking amatonormativitve bitch who thinks that that romo feelings are more important and deeper than platonic feelings and clearly should fuck off instead of trying to change my aromantic ass mind.

Like yeah, Momo/Ken is ok if I turn my brain off but that doesn't say good things about the writing if I have to not think about shit to take it more seriously. Hell, I was already seeing cracks in the writing when I caught on to just how much the writer was dragging shit out before letting them officially get together (which doesnt bode well for the writer's ability to actually write characters in a romo relationship) but now that I noticed just how fucking quickly bitches decided they were in love its so fucking funny and flimsy to me.

[mlrecords]

THAT'S DEEP | EP. 2: Leo

What's up? I'm Leo. I'm from the bands, TURTLES and We Be Three. Today, I'll be asking five deepest questions to answer. I will secretly read the question, answer it, and show you what the question that I ask. This is THAT'S DEEP.

#1

I want to be a good guy. I set up an example for my brothers to become a better turtle, not just myself. I would like to believe that being an optimist is a wonderful thing. There's no way that I can turn back against them because it would never comes from my mind.

Question: Do you consider yourself a pessimist or an optimist?

#2

Either of them are fine. If I would have to choose one. I would say going to places where I don't have a motion sickness at all times. Therefore, we love to fly because that's what we want to go if there's a studio from other producers or going on our tour. Otherwise, NYC is our home. We produced our own music. Going on tour would definitely be flying. But on a long flight? I could handle myself on flying if it's LA or anywhere.

Question: Would you rather go on a road trip or take a long flight, and why?

#3

Frankly, the function of my brain is complicated. I constantly going through things and I have emotions. I feel that. I don't care about what I look like to you, but I'm into brains because I want someone to outsmart me. And then, I'll say to myself, "Damn, this is the one." So, I go for brains.

Question: Are you more into looks or brains?

#4

Oh, no. Is this getting any more deeper than this? Ok. If I ever lose one of my brothers, it would be a heartbreaking moment for me. I don't know what to do from there. I would have to take this position and be strong for everyone else. Right now, I haven't lost to anyone. They're still here and we'll ride to the sunset until the end of time.

Question: Have you ever lost someone close to you?

Ok, this is getting deeper and deeper. I have one more question to ask. Here we go.

#5

(Sighs) I knew what question is this going to be.

So, remember when I said about "we'll ride until we die?" I will never ever leave them behind. So, when all of the living things are dead, we have left the earth and you have one of the two things to go: heaven or hell. But first, we have to leave our bodies and let them to rot. Then, you will determine if you can go either of these places. If you have done great things in life, you go to heaven. If you do bad, you'll be with the devil. So, that's that. Turtle is a living thing. We all die.

Question: What exactly happens when we die?

Holy sh*t. That took a lot of energy. I can't believe I answered these questions. THAT'S DEEP. However, I had a great time to do this.

There you have it. Thanks for reading. Tune in for another episode as another artist to answer the deepest questions. Next on, THAT'S DEEP.

[our-neighbours-cat-is-a-menace]

Obey me

Scenario: You're a child angel who accidentally fell from heaven and can't go back since You still haven't learned how to fly, so you somehow met the brothers, and they just can't stop gushing about how adorable you are

This is fluff all the way🤗

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh" you screamed as you were falling down, you tried to flap your wings really hard but it's just not working. You regret skipping all those flying lessons just to go play

After 10 minutes of falling down, you somehow got a view of the ground and you feel like you'll really die but there are people down there and it looks like they're arguing

"Mammon, pay back the money you owe me right now" Levi glared at the white haired demon

"huh, i told you I'll pay you soon"

"you said that 500 years ago" Levi shouted as a matter of factly "I wish you get hit by a meteor" levi added

Mammon was about to retort back but was stop by a nearing shout from above. It wasn't just mammon who heard it, on cue, all the demon brothers looked up to see a squishy white furball crying and falling straight towards them

Beel was the first to act fast, turning into his demon form and soaring through the air to catch you even before you touch the ground

10 ft above the air, beel caught you and after realizing you were safe you just cried even more, you were thanking the glutton in mid air but what came out of your mouth was incoherent babbles that no one can understand

Beel thought you looked cute but i think it would be best to get you to stop crying first. He lowered his altitude until his feet touch the ground, he have no idea how to make you stop crying so he just held you out to lucifer

Lucifer doesn't know what to do either, the last time he nursed a child was when satan was a child and children normally cry seeing him so are you sure I'm the right person for this

Your tears and snot were becoming one and asmo was quick to prevent such disaster, he took you from beel, cradled you in his arms and took the handkerchief he always has to wipe your nose

While you were staring at the beautiful demon, you felt a poke on your back, more precisely on your wings

"Hey, this child's an angel" Mammon stated while poking your wings

You slapped mammon's hand away hard but it just felt like a tap to the demon

"dwon't do twhat, it hwurts" you said trying to cover your wings

Your whole demeanour just screams cuteness and your messed up pronunciation was like a cherry on top, The boys were definitely starting to melt inside

Seeing how everyone was just staring at you, lucifer spoke up

"Let's go inside first, we'll ask the explanation there"

Everyone wasted no time to go inside except belphie

"but what about school, aren't we going there"

"that's funny coming from you belphie" mammon teased

Their childish banter came to a halt when lucifer gave them a stern look. Asmo sat down on the couch and was about to place you on his lap but was stopped when satan put you on the coffee table between the couches

Now you were surrounded by the brothers and you didn't know where to look but you just opted to look at your savior and properly thank him this time

"Twhank you mwister" you said slightly bowing your head towards beel

Asmo was about to squish the life out of you when satan pulled him back to his seat, he was just jealous how asmo can openly express his feelings about your cuteness

"Child, may i ask the reason why you fell from heaven" lucifer asked trying to sound as gentle as he can

"I...I was plwaying" you played with the hem of your white dress/shirt "I was plwaying by jwumping in the clwouds but i swlipped" the moment you finished your explanation, your eyes became teary again

Satan quickly came to hoist you up from the table unto his arms, rubbing your back soothingly saying it's ok

"And you can't fly?" Mammon stupidly asked, this earned a good smack from levi, and a glare from the rest

"i cwan't fly yet" you sadly admitted

"of course you can't, your wings as tiny as a chick's wings" Belphegor bluntly stated

A vase coming from another direction came flying towards the sloth but he was quick to dodge, eyeing the culprit of that throw, satan

The brothers came to an understanding that they will soon contact the angels from purgatory hall to help you be brought back to the celestial realm

But for now, the brothers are taking turns from taking care of you

.....

"Lwook, a kwitty" you showed satan the cat that was sleeping in your arms, damn he feels like his in heaven, what is this creature that is bursting with cuteness

.....

"you can just sit on my lap you know" lucifer said eyeing your small frame that's running around stacking papers in his office, what did he do to deserve such a cute little helper, but do be careful of papercuts little one

......

"say money"

"mwoney" you beamed

"no money" he corrected

"mwoney" you huffed

Lucifer gave Mammon a day long lecture after he heard you repeat those words during dinner, you should've seen the horror on his face when all of the brothers face turned into glares directed to him

.....

"why awre you cwryin?" you said wiping levi's tears

"ruri chan is so pretty isn't she" levi said slightly pinching your cheeks

"ywes she is, bwut ywou're pwettier" you beamed as you touched him in the face

He immediately covered his face muttering you're just like that one anime protagonist

.....

"come on sweetie, give me a pose"

"bwut i dwon't know how two" you pouted

"yes, just like that, perfect" asmo squeled, taking the 100th pic for that hour alone

He basically has 10 albums full of your pictures

....

"beel stop giving her candies"

"beel, no chocolates"

"that's enough ice cream for her"

Beel always spoil you with any kinds of foods even if he ends up getting a lecture about how your teeth will rot because of too much sweets

....

"sleep"

"bwut, i wanna pway" you squirmed under his tight hug

"play in your dreams"

"that's nwot pwossible"

"kid, you need to stop playing, remember why you fell in the first place?"...... "yeah it's because you played, so sleep" belphie added

We all have that one mean uncle and belphie's definitely that one, but eventhough he doesn't say it out loud, he definitely cares for you, like how he makes sure to catch you with his tail when you trip

MEANWHILE IN PURGATORY HALL

"simeon your back" luke chirped greeting the other angel

"I'm tired, it's been a week and we still haven't found MC" simeon sighed

"why don't we ask for help with the brothers, I'm sure they'll help somehow" solomon added

"yeah, i guess I'll do that"

The next day simeon trudged towards the house of lamentation, when he opened the door, he was stunned by the situation

You on mammon's back, yelling faster horsey and beel on the back making sure to catch you if you fall, levi gushing at how cute you were, satan laughing at mammon's state, asmo taking pictures, belphie encouraging you to go faster, and lucifer scolding belphie

Wait, that child, that's the angel that went missing. Simeon could feel all his fatigue washing over him, why in the world are there an angel child in this house

Simeon was quick to apprehend lucifer, he should've reported it to him the moment you fell down

"i was going to"

"you were going to?" simeon sternly said " almost every angel up there searched for that kid in weeks worth" he added

You and the rest of the brothers were outside lucifer's office door just listening but you suddenly opened the door making levi fall on top of mammon who also fell

"Mwister pwease dwon't be mad at Luci, it's my fwault, i fwell from heaven because i was plwaying too much" you pleaded to the angel while fidgeting

Simeon's anger quickly melted seeing you, he can understand why the brothers kept you here, as much as he would like to have you stay, you don't belong here at the devildom

With a lot of tears, you said goodbye to the brothers and went back to heaven, You missed them and they missed you

A few years later

"are you sure about this"

"of course i am"

"but do you really have to fall, you can just fly you know" Michael said

"but where's the fun in that"

You jumped on a cloud and completely dive down towards devildom cause now you are the new exchange student from the celestial realm

A/N: This idea came to me while i was having a staring contest with the gecko in our house haha

Also credits for the pic goes all to the owner

Masterlist🌻

[megthemewlingquim]

someone new.

summary: there's an art to life's distractions.

pairing: eventual hades! loki x persephone! reader

warnings: implied smut, alcohol consumption

a/n: here it is, the first part of foreigner's god. as said in this fic's masterlist, these will not be chapters, but rather short stories and one shots that can be read separately or as one whole piece. it's up to you.

i plan to base each part off of one or two hozier songs. this is inspired by "someone new".

is there a right way to fall in love?

    that’s what loki asks himself every day — well, every night — when he spends his free time at bars and gatherings. populated widely with fellow gods, goddesses, and spirits of many colors and passions; these bars are perfect places to find someone new.

    being the god of death, however, puts loki at a bit of a disadvantage. yes, the stereotypes are, unfortunately, true. loki is dark, a little antisocial, and very quiet. beautiful in appearance — death is seductive, at least to the willing.

    ‘the willing’ being many a spirit, many a dryad or goddess or creature who wants bragging rights, or a little nightly thrill. ‘that’s right,’ they say, ‘i had a little dance with death last night.’

loki doesn’t mind the mornings when his temporary partners talk about the nights, but he always cringes when they mention that accursed french phrase — la petite mort. it’s a joke to them. a mockery.

   yet, they stay, and sometimes, they come back for another little death.

    the spirits and goddesses never make a big impact on him. he is with one for a night, then another for a night, and so on. he falls in love every day with someone new and it’s a bore. a bore and a drag.

    dark caresses don’t do much to numb the pain: the pain of loneliness and solitude. the ache in his heart is constant, tearing at his mind whenever it can. alcohol can't do much either — all gods have a very high tolerance. mead was made for them.

   so loki is left with no escape besides those that come from the willing. little deaths. they make him feel loved.

   no...

   no one loves death. some crave him. but they don't love him.

   that’s the common theme running through loki’s head every time he takes someone home with him, or goes upstairs with them to the top floors of the inns he’s at, where the bedrooms are. it’s a distraction.

   however, the cycle ends when, while pointlessly wandering around his usual bar, he sees someone new one night. you.

   you radiate this... this warmth that he’s never felt before. everyone around you seems to be affected by it too - they don’t treat you as the life of the party, but they do gravitate towards you like birds to a nest. 

    and you’re quite shy, but infectiously happy and cheerful. you’re so beautiful, with your bright eyes that he knows are wide and filled with wonder, and your lovely skin that he knows is so soft. and your smile that he knows is so comforting to all who see it.

   to everyone else, you feel like they’ve just wandered into a happy memory, or a sun-lit room that’s pleasantly warm and golden. you feel familiar. ordinary, but lovely all the same.

   to loki, you feel... feel like something he’s only experienced in dreams. so, really, he’s never felt it before in his immortal life: something warm and alive and... and anticipatory. like there’s new things about to come up to the surface — flowers, new animals, maybe. you give off a sense of... he can’t describe it well. a slow and joyful awakening something.

   and you also feel completely and utterly powerful. unstoppable. he’s terrified of you, and yet he’s drawn to you. you’re so fascinating, strange. not as if you could end the world, no, that’s his own job. but it’s as if you can bring the whole world to life, raise it back up again after the chaos fades.

   you feel like spring. like rebirth. like new life.

   and that’s when it hits him.

   persephone. he’s heard the name passed around before, but before now, he has never seen the face behind the name. something about this sparks some fear in him: how would persephone, goddess of spring, daughter of demeter, react to seeing anyone even remotely like himself?

   for a moment, he’s grateful that you’re not looking at him; you’re actually looking at the table, at the drink you’re sipping. there’s a look on your face that isn’t bored, nor afraid. maybe... observant.

   people are around you still. not crowding, but not interacting with you either. it’s like you have a bubble around you, keeping everyone from getting too close. maybe it’s your doing but maybe it’s theirs. honestly, you’d think that dryads and gods and goddesses and spirits of all forms and colors and subjects would be more accepting.

   he pities you. you seem lonely.

   loki takes a few steps forward, betraying his own fear. like the red sea, the crowd parts. some are bold and unafraid, and they give loki varying looks: disgusted, seductive, snarky. you don’t notice him until he sits down in front of you, at the other end of the table.

   “hi,” he says calmly. he manages a small smile. “you’re new here, aren’t you?”

   your eyes lift to lock with his own. immediately, you recoil just the slightest bit. he knows what you’re thinking: wait, that’s hades! god of death... wh-why is he talking to me?

   “it’s alright,” he soothes. “don’t worry. you’ve probably heard of all the stories: gods kidnapping and doing terrible things to goddesses and spirits and dryads. i’m not here to do any of that. i promise.”

   with a single, somewhat confused blink, you nod. “m-my mother has told me a lot about that stuff,” you say slowly, as if saying anything too revealing will somehow alert demeter and get you in trouble. “she’s... she’s terrified...”

   “what is she terrified of? that those terrible things might happen to you?”

   “yes,” you say. “she’s told me that she’s had nightmares in the past. specifically about you. how you’ll kidnap me and take me to hell to live with you.”

   he laughs at that - a rich, amused laugh that takes the shivers out of you. “that’s bullshit. overprotective mothers, yeah?”

   you shrug. “she loves me.”

   “and are you afraid of me, princess?” the last word is whispered. his voice extremely soft - it’s a curious question.

   he notices how you lick your lips. “no,” you say. he notices how your eyes flick all over him. “no, i’m not.” and you seem truthful.

   “smart girl,” he says with a grin. “i hate liars. there’s not a god on in the world that’s ever been truthful. well, besides jesus. yahweh. whatever you wanna call him.” loki leans back, crossing his hands behind his head and bringing his feet up to the table. “your father, though... he’s the worst of ‘em. having children with other women, including your mother, while hera has to sit by and watch, and then lying about it.”

   “we’re gods,” you say. “i'm not trying to justify things but... we’re far from perfect.”

   “damn right we are. we’re fucked up. good. we can agree on something. most days, people think us gods are... perfect things. role models. and, maybe some are. but not us. not the gods of olympus.”

   he pauses, takes a swig from a beer bottle that was not in his hand a few seconds ago. “i was wondering if you wanted to do what humans do.” loki winces at the awkwardness. “when they're... y'know. interested in someone.”

   “you're interested... in me?” you ask, incredulously.

   “yeah, i am.” one sip of beer has loosened his tongue. or maybe that's just his confidence soaring now. “maybe this hasn't been the best introduction to things but i would love to take you out sometime. show you things.”

   “my —” you swallow. “i'd get in trouble.” you shrink away just a bit.

   his smile fades and it's replaced with a sadder, more sincere look. “the best things in life have risk to them. it's time i show you that.”

   and really, he does feel sorry for you. it's your first time at a bar, you're lonely. no friends as far as he can tell. an overprotective goddess mother.

   “think of it this way. i think you're very pretty and i like your honesty. i would like to help you see the world, and to have a little fun, since your mother has obviously never let you do anything in your very, very long life.”

   “i'm twenty—one.”

   “and now i'm wondering if demeter actually has you tell people that, as if you're a teenage mortal.” loki shakes his head, disappointed. “that's pathetic. you're a bajillion years old. you're a goddess! you should be able to do whatever the fuck you want, right?”

   when there's no answer from you, he sighs. leans forward to sit normally, putting both of his elbows on the table and pointing his hands at you. “alright. i'll roll with it for now. you're twenty—one. i guess. you can drink. you can go out alone to bars and other places. you can meet new people. you're an adult. think about that.

   “so, again. i think you're very pretty and i wanna show you around. get to know you. would you like to do that with me?” he raises his eyebrows a little, waiting for a response.

   it's an eternity before you can win a battle in your mind. slowly, you nod, giving him a smile. “yeah,” you whisper. “yeah, i would. thank you.”

   “don't thank me just yet, sweetheart. i haven't shown you anything yet.” he gets up, pushes his chair in.

   before he leaves, he winks at you. “call me loki. it's... not as dreadful... as hades. and... what do i call you?”

   you say your name, your voice quiet.

   “much better than persephone, i think. it suits you. we'll keep in touch, ok?”

   “okay,” you say. butterflies are flying rapidly in your stomach.

   loki leaves you there. he'd much rather take you back to your home himself, but that would be too risky for the time being. for now, he walks out of that bar feeling like the king of the world.

[miraculous-trinity-leo]

Whacky Gotham, Goofy New York, and Chaotic Paris.

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7)

Chapter 5: Then Let The Games Begin

•—–—–·†·–—–—•

Soooo, the Batfam is panicking, Gotham's confused as to why Iron Man is flying over Gotham like a madman, and Maria is with two of Gotham's Sirens (but only Ivy and Harley know this) having a wonderful time playing with Bud and Lou.

Let's start with the Sirens.

Harley is watching over Maria and Tikki as they sleep with Bud and Lou, Ivy walkes over to sit next to Harley, handing her a cup of tea.

"So, what's the diagnosis?" - Ivy

"She has some sort of trauma, has class issues... and handles more than she should, but still does everythin', on top of bein' a hero. She's been through some sh-t Pam." Yeah Harley may have found out Maria's a hero (if the tiny god and magic were anything to go by).

"Is she alone?" - Ivy

"No, thankfully, she has supportive parents, and friends that aren't little sh-ts. I think they're also heroes, she also has a lot, and I a mean A LOT of pent up emotions, she doesn't show anythin' negative, only positive things. She seems to shrink in on herself if she thinks she does somethin' wrong. Pam, we both know there's a limit to how much crap a person can take before they snap, and she's such a sweet kid. There has to be somethin' we can do to help her Ives." Ok she found out alot, but in Marias' defense, they have trustworthy souls, and they were the only other people (besides her friends) that she talked to about it, yes she had her Maman and Uncle to talk about hero stuff, but for the stuff her class does, she only ever vented (without being negative) to her friends.

"Her class is visiting the Botanical Gardens in three days, and it's a 2 part tour, so we can see just what's going on. If it's bad then we scare them a bit, if it's bad bad... they can handle a few slightly poisonous plants right?" - Ivy

"God I love the way ya think Ives, do ya think she can stay with us? I mean look at how cute she is with Bud and Lou... Oh my god, she's cuddlin' dem, and ya gave her a flower crown, how'd I miss that?! Where's the camera?"

Harley took a picture to remind her of this wonderful moment. As Ivy and Harley looked at the picture, they both promised to keep Maria safe, and maybe become sorta kinda-ish parents to her while she's in Gotham.

•—–·Now back to the Bat-Chaos Bat-Cave·–—•

Tim took over the chair and was now searching the possible locations with Jarvis, Damian was sitting on a different chair, trying to act cool, but he wouldn't stop looking over at Tim, to see his progress. Bruce was talking over the comms with Tony. Dick and Jason, weren't helping (they kept feeding each other worse and worse ideas of what could have happened to Maria). Then they heard Jarvis speak.

"I have found the most likely area Ms. Dupain-Cheng would be in. Her phone died about 56 blocks away from her hotel, if we don't count kidnapping, or murder, she would have thought about asking for directions, but may have decided not to considering the city she is in. So that leaves us with a possible 15-25 mile radius from her last known location. I think it best to divide into groups of two, have Oracle stay and update you if anything on security, and or traffic cameras happens. Bruce will be with Tony, Dick will go with Tim, and Jason will go with Damain to search within the area. Stephanie and Cassandra will search around a 5 mile radius near Wayne hotel." as Jarvis continued to explain the other details, the Batfam began to suit up, Batman met up with Iron Man, and they took the North area, Nightwing and Red Robin took the East area, while Red Hood and Robin searched the South. Steph and Cass were on foot in civilian clothes, searching the West area they were assigned.

They searched for the whole day, and came up with nothing. Until Oracle saw a video from a traffic cam around 9pm, 15 blocks away from where her phone died. She called it in and everyone went back to the cave. Once everyone was at the Bat-Computer, Oracle pressed play, the cameras didn't have sound, and it wasn't close enough to see if she was ok.

They watched as she went to an overgrown parking lot and sat down. She was looking down at the ground, and that's when they spotted two figures round the corner and spot her. They watched as the two figures approach Maria, and saw the startled reaction she had. They realized it was Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy that were talking to her, then they saw Maria collapse. They watched as Harley made sure she was ok, looking over to Ivy before looking back to Maria and picking her up. The last thing they saw, was Maria being carried away by two of Gothams' most dangerous rouges, but now they knew where to look next.

•—–· Back to Ivy and Harley ·–—•

Harley continued to take adorable pictures of the children.

"God, they're so f-ckin' cute!" - Harley for the 20th time

As Ivy continued to watch while caring for her plants, Catwoman walked in.

"Hey girls, got the stuff for movie night, so what are we- Holy mother of cats! He adopted another f-cking child didn't he! Where the hell does he keep finding them?! 7 was ment to be the god DAMN LIMIT!!!" - Catwoman

Maria jumped at the sudden shouting and may have accidentally summoned a yo-yo (one made useing creation magic and protection magic) before saying.

"Tikki where's the akuma?! How long was I out?! Forget it Tikki spot-" she then realized she wasn't in Paris, and seeing a new face, she also realized she just spilled her secret to another person within the same day... kinda

"Fffffffffffudge sunday that fell on the pavement!" - Maria shouted in baker profanities

"That's not how ya curse sweetheart. It should go more like-" Harley was cut off by a vine Ivy had summoned.

"Harley, cursing makes the plants sad, you know this." - Ivy said removing the vine

Harley just walked over to Maria and whipsered it in her ear.

"You're supposed to say it more like this, ' ..... .... ... .. ....... .. ... .....' ok?" - Harley ended with a big smile

"... I will never see this world in the same frickin' light ever again." - Maria

"ehh close enough." - Harley

"Can someone please tell me, WTH is going on here, on our special girls day off?!" - Catwoman

"She is a new member of the Sirens as of today, and as a member, she's unda our protection, so effective immediately." - Harley

"Cool." - Maria

"Harley." - Ivy

"Wut... first things first, if she is going to join, she needs to be very flexible, know how to fight, and be incredibly intelligent." - Catwoman

"She beat Ed's @ss with a gun pointed at her, and solved every riddle with ease, so I'm positive she'll be an amazin' addition to the team." - Harley

'God she sounds like a new mother now' "But we don't know how good her flexibility is." - Catwoman

"I know, hey Maria, ya wanna do some tricks with me, of course we need to stretch first, but do ya wanna give it a go?" - Harley

"Sure." - Maria

Ivy and Catwoman sat down on a couch a few feet away from where Maria and Harley stood in the empty part of the building. They started out with stretches, and to Catwoman's surprise (and Harley's delight) Maria copied Harleys streches perfectly.

"Ok, now that that's done, we'll start with some cartwheels, then move on to flips, then handsprings and so on." - Harley

Maria gave Harley a nod... and they were off... literally, Harley did a cartwheel into a handspring, and a few backflips, Maria executed it flawlessly. Harley did some more complicated gymnastics tricks, and Maria did it, Harley did triple backflips going into a cartwheel, into a summersault, and Maria did that perfectly as well. This went on until both Harley and Maria were slightly out of breath, both having massive smiles on their faces.

"Ives, please let her join, she's like a mini me." - Harley then hugged Maria and they somehow both tripled in cuteness as they both did puppy (or Puss In Boots style) eyes at Catwoman and Ivy.

"Sure Harley." - Ivy said walking over to give Harley a small kiss on the cheek.

"Okay... but she doesn't have a costume yet, and she still has to think of a name for herself." - Catwoman

"Is a mouse good, like a mouse themed costume, that or a Turtle themed one. What do you think Harley?" - Maria

"Mmmm, I like that with the mouse you can always toy with Cat, ya know, cat an' mouse stuff, turtle seems... weird even fawh Gotham, so personally I would pick mouse, just because of the cheesy jokes you could do." - Harley

"Very funny, ok then, give me a moment."  Maria then reached out her hand, her eyes then started to glow an icy blue, and a small portal opened in front of her, she reached in and pulled out a small pendant necklace. After she put it on a small mouce appeared and greated itself, Marias' eyes going back to normal after closing the portal.

"Hello I'm Mullo, nice to meet you all."

"Omg omg omg, It's soooo f-ckin' CUTE!" - Harley

"Best to assume all of them are extremely cute Harls." - Ivy

"What the Hell did I miss in the week I was gone?!" - Catwoman

"Ehh, not much, oh but Iron Man did fly aroun' Gotham a few times earlier this mornin' like a madman." - Harley

"Oh sh-t." - Maria

"Maria are ya ok? That was ya first official proper curse in my presence." Harley said looking over to the girl.

"He's gonna kill me." - Maria

"Wait, what do you mean Marigold?" - Ivy

"... He's my Uncle, and I never got to text him I was ok, since my phone died before I met you." - Maria

"Hey, I'm sure he'll understand, now what are we watchin'?" - Harley

"I think we have more important matters other than movies at the moment!" - Catwoman

"Ok, Me Myself and Irene it is." - Harley

"No! You basically kidnapped Iron Mans' NIECE!!!" - Catwoman

"Technically, she fainted and us bein' the good Gothamites we are, decided to take her with us, to make sure she was a-okay." - Harley

"I'm ganna need more than just a six pack of soda to get me through this... Just put the movie on already." - Catwoman

Catwoman sat at the far left end of the couch, next to her sat Ivy, then Maria, and then Harley, Bud and Lou by their feet. All of them sharing one big blanket (Becuase if Iron Man did show up, or any of the birds, then Maria was in a protective burrito and they may not see her right away) and they started the movie.

•—–·–—•

"Oh god, the poor cow." - Maria

.........

"Hahahaha, he stuck a whole f-ckin' chicken head in that guys @ss" - Harley

"The poor chicken." - Maria

"Maria you don't want to see this part." - Ivy then lightly covered her eyes for the ehem, chicken extraction.

.........

"Anyone up for another movie?" - Harley

"That depends." - Ivy

"Any suggestions Cat?" - Harley looked across to the other end of the couch to see Catwoman already sleeping.

"She took her cat-nap already? Seriously?" - Harley

"... What about Pirates of The Caribbean?" - Maria

"I'm good with that." - Ivy

And they started the next movie, Maria was happy, it felt like when her maman and papa would sleep with her when she made a pillow fort. It was a loving atmosphere, it felt safe, and nothing could ruin it. Marias' eyes became heavy, and she leaned her head on Harleys' shoulder, falling asleep after a few minutes.

Ivy paused the move looking over to see both Harley and Maria sleeping, soon Ivy also fell asleep in the comfortable silence.

…………………………

Around an hour later Maria woke up in a panic, she had a nightmare, and kept looking around frantically for someone with tears running down her face.

"What's the matter hun?" - Harley said looking around to see if someone had gotten in. When she looked back at Maria she saw that she was crying.

"What happened?" Harley asked in a kind voice that was filled with motherly love.

"I, just *hic* had a bad dream that's *hic* all, I'm fine." - Maira said trying to wipe the tears away.

"You're ok, I promise nothin's goin' to happen to ya as long as Ivy and I are here, ok hun?" - Harley hugged Maria, and she could feel the girl let out a few more sobs, and quick breathes.

"Thanks Maman." Maria didn't even realize what she had said, it just felt natural for her to say it.

"You're welcome hun." 'Omg I'm gonna cry, she called me maman!' Harley rubbed small circles over Marias' back, and began humming until she fell asleep, she continued to hug Maria until she also fell asleep.

•—–· Back to the Chaos Bat-Cave ·–—•

"What do you mean she's with two of Gotham City's Sirens?!" - Tony

"Tony, calm down, I'll call Selina, she can talk to them and get this all sorted out." - Bruce

"Your fiancee is a Gotham Siren too?! Why didn't you tell me?!" - Tony

"Why isn't she picking up? And unlike some people, this family doesn't like outing our secret identities... on live TV." - Bruce

"Oh well excuse me for not keeping my secret identity a SECRET!" - Tony

"I'll try calling her one more time." - Bruce

"Bruce, it's 3am. Who in their right mind ever stays up this late.... aside from this family." - Tim with a giant coffee mug in hand.

"... I'll just call her one more time." Bruce then connected it to the Bat-Computer so everyone could hear.

•—–· Back to the Sirens ·–—•

Catwoman's phone is ringing like crazy, waking everyone up, including a tired, annoyed, and confused Selina.

"Wth does he want at 3 in the morning?!" - Selina

"Just answer it so we can keep sleepin'." - Harley still hugging Maria

"I'm putting it on speaker, so you lot can testify against his @ss in court, for disturbing the peace."

•—–· Over to Batsy ·–—•

"Selina I need to ask-"

"WHAT THE F-CKING HELL DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND ABOUT A GOOD NIGHTS REST!" - Selina

"Oooooh, she sounds pissed Bruce." - Jason

"I'm sorry to call you at this hour, but we need to find a girl that looks just like every single one of my other kids." - Bruce

"Bruce... I thought we agreed that 7 kids was. the. f-cking. limit." - Selina

•—–· Back to the Sirens ·–—•

Selina looked over to Maria before muting the speaker.

"Do you want them to know you're here Kitten?" - Selina

"... I'm tired, I haven't had coffee, I have no filter, so f-ck it, act like you never saw me today, and let them drown in chaos. " - Maria

"I think I like filter less Maria." - Harley

"Okay." Selina shrugged her shoulders and then un-muted her phone, putting it back on speaker mode.

"Where was she last seen?" - Selina

"She was last seen with Harley and Poison Ivy, I want you to see if she's still with them." - Bruce

Selina looked over to Maria and Harley, both of them shook their heads with mischievous grins.

"I've been with them all day, and I haven't once seen a girl that looks like your kids. Now can I go back to sleep, and forget this ever happened?" - Selina

"WHERE IS MY NIECE!!!" - Tony

"Oh, hey Tony, didn't know you were there, don't know who, or where your niece is, but good luck trying to find her. Oh and Bruce, I'm shutting my phone off so you don't keep calling till the butt crack of dawn. And congrats it's now 4am. you owe me a lunch date, uh-ba-bye." Selina then hung up her phone and turned it off.

"That went pretty well if you ask me, now I'm going back to sleep." - Selina

•—–· Back to Batsy ·–—•

The room was silent for a few minutes before Jason spoke up.

"Does that mean that Pixiepop ran away and is even more lost now?!" - Jason

"Oh god, what do we do, what if she got hurt?!" - Dick

"What if she got kidnapped?!" - Jason

"What if she's with a big time Gotham Villain?!" - Dick

"... What if she got more coffee?" - Tim

"Oh Hell No" - Jason/Dick

"... Lets all go to sleep, and when we wake up, we'll head over to their base and double check. She could've just said that because I called her at 3am." - Bruce

"But my niece is still out there!" - Tony

"You're going to sleep Tony." - Pepper then dragged Tony to his room.

•—–· Back to Maria ·–—•

Selina went to a different part of the building, where Maria assumed the bedrooms were. Ivy had gone to the greenhouse to be with the plants, and now it was just her and Harley left on the couch, and she couldn't sleep.

"... Harley?" - Maria

"Yeah hun?" - Harley

"I can't sleep." - Maria

"Well, watcha wanna do till ya get tired?" Harley asked sitting up a little straighter to get a better look at Maria.

Maria gave a sly smile, and looked Harley in the eyes "Want to go free-running on the rooftops?"

"... Alright, but lets get some coffee, and a snack in us first." - Harley gave her a side hug, before getting up to go make the coffee, and grab some snacks.

After they had their coffee, they climbed to the roof of the base. Harley was in her outfit, bat in hand and ready to do some bonding.

"So, how does ya outfit work?" - Harley

"Like so, ready Mullo?" - Maria

"Yes Maria" - Mullo

"Ok, Mullo, Get Squeaky!" A bright light flashes, and when Harley could see again, Maria was in a dark gray suit, wearing black knee high boots, with a strip of pink at the knee, and black elbow length gloves with the same pink strip at her elbow. Her mask was a slightly lighter gray on the top part, and pink on the bottom. Her hair was pulled into two buns with pink ribbons that faded to gray, and to black at the very tip. Her jump rope around her waist forming a tail going just below the back of her knees.

"Just when I think ya can't get any more adorable. So what should I call ya?" - Harley

"You can call me Multimouse." - Maria

Soon they were racing and doing tricks off different roofs, they were really enjoying themselves. From one of the roofs they heard a commotion in one of the alleys, when they looked down they saw a man holding a woman at gunpoint.

"Not good, seems like he's got issues, probably lost his lover, most likely has additions to drugs and alcohol, and seems to be a little tipsy." - Harley

"I've got a plan." - Multimouse

…………

Multimouse droped a little way behind the guy, grabbing his attention while Harley got the lady to safety.

"You know there's a help center two blocks from here that would be more than willing to help you." - Multimouse

The crook just raised his gun to her trying to keep it steady as he spoke.

"Give me all your money little girl, or else I'll hurt you."

"1. That's not how you hold a gun. 2. That is no way to treat any girl. and 3. Instead of money, I'll give you my jump rope." - Multimouse

"Why the hell would I want your jump rope, that thing looks worthless." the crook lowered his guard enough as Multimouse pretended to hand over her jump rope, only to use it in a quick motion to dismarm the man, as Harley promptly knocked him out with one swing.

"Lets neva have ya at gunpoint again, okay hun? I'm afraid my heart can't take it." - Harley said while tying the crook to a lamppost.

"Sorry, but it was the best idea I could come up with at the moment, besides, any guy with a gun would feel like they have the upper hand if they're facing a random little girl with a jump rope, rather than Gothams' Harley Quinn with a bat." - Multimouse

"Sadly I'm just too popular with the kiddos on the street." - Harley

…………

They continued to stop a few more muggers on the way back to the base, and when they got back they peaked around the corner to see the whole Batfam plus Iron Man talking with Ivy and Selina.

"How much you want to bet we can get back out before they see us?" - Whispering Multimouse

"... Lets try hidin' in the kitchen." - Whispering Harley

As they tried to sneak by (still in their costumes) Selina just walks over and draggs them to the group.

"Here, now let me sleep!" - Selina

"Dang it Selina we wanted tah see just how long we could hide out in the kitchen!" - Harley

Selina did a double take now realizing they both went out.

"... You didn't." - Selina

"We wanted tah go free-runnin'! So what?" - Harley

"She could've gotten hurt Harls." - Ivy

"My suits magic, I am invulnerable to bullets, normal magic, swords, knifes, anything staby staby, and I can withstand any temperature in it." Multimouse said with a slight pout.

"Hold up, is she a magical girl?" - Red Hood in the background

When Selina let go both Harley and Multimouse went behind Ivy for protection.

"We can still make a run for it." - Harley whispered to Multimouse

"... Ok, I'll meet you on the roof." - Whispering Multimouse

Harley gave a nod as she slowly inched her wasy closer to the door that lead to the roof, as she saw Iron Man approach Multimouse.

"Please get out of your suit, we need to talk about why you're here-" - Iron Man

"Multitute!" - Multimouse

Harley then saw Multimouse shrink into dozens of tiny little versions of herself as her clones spread out in all directions, one of which was heading right for her.

"Wth, you never told us she could use magic!" - Red Robin

Harley picked her up, and slipped through the door without anyone noticing.

"That was great, but how do ya get back tuh normal size?" - Harley

"Simple, I just merge back with my clones." As she said this, all her clones came back, and she merged with herself, becoming normal sized again.

"Where to?" - Multimouse

………… So now The Batfam is trying to find many long gone Mini-Multimouses, and Harley seems to have disappeared with her. Harley and Multimouse are now running over the roofs, heading for Wayne Manor.

"So why are we going to Wayne Manor?" - Multimouse

"Because, Batsy will neva think of lookin' for us at his own home, at least not fawh a little while." - Harley

When they arrived at the Manor, Multimouse de-transformed as Harley knocked on the door.

"Ms. Quinn, Ms. Maria, pleasure to see you here, please come in." - Alfred

"Are any of the bat-birds here?" - Harley

"Ms. Barbara, Ms. Stephanie, and Ms. Cassandra are the only ones here at the moment." - Alfred

"Do ya think you can keep us bein' here a secret from Batsy?" - Harley

"Harley? What are you doing here with Maria?" - Barbara

"It seems that Ms. Harley and Ms. Maria are now playing hide and seek with the rest of the family." - Alfred

"Did someone say hide and seek?" - Steph

"Yes, so could we maybe try and keep this a secret from everyone else, please?" - Maria

"Sure, it was starting to get boring around here. We can all hide in the living room no one ever use. Barbara you show them the way, I'll get the food/drinks and boardgames." - Steph

"Is this alright with you Alfred?" Maria

"It's all right Ms. Maria, you can hide out in the old living room." - Alfred

"Thanks Alfie, ya the best." - Harley

"Thank you Alfred." - Maria

"Ok then, follow me." - Barbara

…………

In the old living room, Harley, Maria, Barbara, Steph, and Cass began to formulate a plan.

"Ok, so the best way for them to never find you is to have your phone off, stay away from any and all cameras, and show your face to no one." - Steph

"So, do you have anything in mind that you might want to do?" - Barbara

"Can we put them on a wild goose chase?" - Maria

Cass nodded to Marias' suggestion approvingly.

"I can hack a few traffic cams to help with that." - Barbara

"We can also throw in some useless hints, to throw dem even further off our scent." - Harley

"Good idea Harley." - Barbara

"Thanks, but how long do ya think we should make it last?" - Harley

"As long as Maria wants it to." - Barbara

"Then let the games begin." - Maria.

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[stopbeingrude]

Hi guys. Happy Gruvia/ Greige day. I wish all of you wonderful time.

That's gonna be the first one shot , i have ever published here, feedback is welcome. I hope It's not that bad and you'll somehow like it lmao.

,,I think I would rather have a plushie as a Christmas gift…., but I guess I shouldn't be too picky."

-Dad? - called 6-year-old Greige, on one December afternoon, when both him and his father were decorating a christmas-tree in the living room . December 24th was slowly approaching. It was Greige's favorite time of the year , because he was able to spend Christmas with all of his family, including all of his uncles , aunts and friends. Not forgetting about grandpa Makarov . Even Uncle Gildards would show up, bringing something for the kids. -I was wondering what would happen if Santa's reindeer suddenly wanted to pee while flying?- asked seriously little boy. No one wanted to tell him that. When he asked big bro Romeo , he just started laughing and then he called him silly. "How could he do that?" -thought heartbroken Greige after. -Heh , where did that come from? ... you know ... they'd have to stop somewhere by, right? Daddy doesn't know much about it- said Gray, trying to keep himself from laughing. He couldn't laugh, he knew it would offend his little angel. Their son hated when someone made fun of him . After all, he was already a big boy, and everyone knows that such must be taken seriously. - So maybe Mommy knows? I will go and ask her,- said the little boy, putting down Christmas decorations . Speaking of mom, he had recently noticed his mother's strange behavior. She had been getting tired very easily lately, she often took naps. He also noticed that she spent an enormous amount of time sewing ,mostly clothing. Well.. he was aware of his mom's hobby, but usually it was limited to sewing plushies, sometimes socks or fixing their clothes. - You know, I don't think mommy knows more than me - said Gray after hanging the last Christmas-ball. - Besides, you know that mommy is sleeping now, right? She hasn't been feeling well lately, so she mustn't be disturbed. Something was off, even Daddy acts differently- thought little Fullbuster Now, that got the boy worried. - Is something wrong with Mommy? - asked slowly Greige He loved Mommy and Daddy most in the world and the very thought of them suffering hurt him deeply. "No, I won't start crying…Boys my age don't do that..." He had often been told that he should stop being such a crybaby (mostly by Yajeh or Nasha . Shutora would never. She was always trying her best to cheer him up,while reminding her twin and little Dragneel that if they won't stop with this stupid teasing, she would make sure both of them would regret it later). Unfortunately Greige could not help it. Whenever someone was hurt or something went wrong, he would usually cry. Turns out he inherited his mom's sensitivity... "Mommy…..something was definitely wrong with her.." The thought of something happening to his dear Mom filled him with great terror once again. He started shaking What if she's ill, or even worse..she's gonna….. "No , no , that's not possible..." - he shook his little head full of dark , curly hair. - I'm overreacting, just like Yajeh told me - No, no.. don't worry, Greige, Mommy's fine, it's nothing serious,"-Gray said quickly, trying his best to calm his son down, giving him a hug and then kissing him on forehead He knew exactly what was going on with his beloved, in fact, when an excited Juvia came back home one evening and informed him of the pregnancy, he was overjoyed. Soon he will be holding his son or daughter in his arms. Then it hit him. The baby might turn out to be a girl, and Gray had no idea how to take care of girls...Dear God….Ok ,ok.. he still has plenty of time to learn. He can always ask Gajeel about it..yes Gajeel or Alzack...even Elfman ( he would never ask Natsu, even if he's life depended on it, that would be too humiliating for him). Wait...it wasn't his top priority right now. After all, he needs to inform his son about the news first. Neither of them was quite sure how to do it. They remembered very well the situation from a few months ago when the Redfox twins got into an argument. Horrified, Greige stated that being an only child is not that bad, since having siblings meant constant war. Although being honest , Greige never

directly told them that he hates the idea of having a sibling . Considering how much time he spent with Nasha and Elfman and Ever's daughter Ember, or year-old Reiki Fernandes, it would seem that he's perfect for the big brother role. Besides, they can't hide it forever, sooner or later he would notice Juvia's belly. However, the biggest concern for Fullbuster was the fact that such news could lead to a longer conversation, which again could lead to uncomfortable questions that Gray was not ready to answer. He is not going to tell his son about the birds and the bees. No, no, hell no… None of them are ready for this! "Come on Gray, what's wrong with you, you just have to tell him. You've been in worse situations….after all, you've fought with all sorts of criminals, weirdos and monsters ,compared to what you've been through, it's nothing''- thought the ice mage But how to start such a conversation? How about …. -Hey Greige, have you written a letter to Santa yet? "Yes, just ask him what he wants for Christmas and make a few innocent suggestions." -Oh no i didn't, thank you for reminding me Dad. - And tell Daddy, what would you like to ask Santa for? The boy was silent for a moment, most likely to think about the answer, but after a while he called out in a loud voice. -I'D LIKE TO ASK HIM FOR PEACE IN THE WORLD AND FOR EVERY POOR PERSON TO GET A BETTER LIFE AND FOR EVERYONE TO BE HAPPY!..... It would also be nice to get a new plushie……but it's not as important. Do you think Santa can do that?-he asked hopefully Gray stood there for a moment, stunned. His baby was truly an angel...wishing happiness upon the entire world, it nearly made him tear up…. but no... he needed to explain to his son that he should wish for something more....... attainable. -Ooh... really..that's....very nice of you, but...I think that such a wish...yym...takes a bit of time and Santa w-won't be able to do it…., why don't you ask him for….. for example a toy like a teddy bear, figurines....or new books or something else...I don't know.......sibling?... Greige looked at him, like he had just proposed to him to take a walk on the rooftop. Where did that come from? What is dad talking about? S-sibling...?? -Sibling? You mean like a little brother or sister? A baby?- asked the little boy loudly. -Yes, that's exactly what I meant, but well you'll need to wait for a while, because it takes time for a baby to….be ready.- mumbled out Gray - So that's not really a Christmas present- stated boy still visibly shocked -...Well y-yes , but... -But didn't you say mommy has been feeling unwell lately?...If we had a baby, wouldn't it be tiring for her?....Besides, do you think we need a new baby? - asked seriously Greige Why would they need a baby? They were living happily in this house , just three of them. It's not like he dislikes babies , they're cute and all…..but it's just simply weird.. -Well... I wouldn't say it's necessary , but it would be nice to have one at home.. don't you think?....- asked his dad Maybe? -And don't worry about mommy, I am sure that she will be so happy with the new baby , it will make her feel better.- stated Gray , this time with a smile -Hello my darlings- Juvia's voice said suddenly They both turned their heads toward the bedroom's door, finding Juvia's tired but smiling face there. Greige quickly got up and ran toward his mother. -Mommy, are you feeling better? Do you need anything?- said the little boy, hugging her legs. Juvia kissed her son's cheek. -Hi sweetheart, Mommy is fine- she answered while taking a seat next to her precious Gray, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. -Did I hear you talking about babies?- Juvia asked, pretending to be surprised, while giving Gray a tiny smirk. - Daddy said it would be nice to have a baby and that it would make you feel better... - he began. - I don't think a baby is necessary, because it would be a little strange that there will be more of us in the house, but if you really wish for one ,then that's fine with me. -Really? Mommy's glad to hear that.-

replied a happy Juvia , giving her husband a big smile. Gray gave her the same smile, but just when he thought everything had been taken care of, there came the soft voice of his baby boy. - Mommy....Daddy...but you won't love the baby more than me, will you? - asked Greige, with his head lowered and tears in his dark eyes. Both Gray and Juvia stood there very surprised, neither of them had even thought of such a scenario. -Greige, what makes you think that?- asked older Fullbuster. -Sunshine, no...- Juvia hugged her son quickly- You mustn't think like that, we would never stop loving you. Remember darling, parents love all their children equally. - You know, its true that we'll have to spend a lot of time taking care of your brother or sister, but you have to remember that they won't be able to do anything on their own. You were like that when you were born too.- said Gray - I'm sorry. I won't do that again- said Greige seriously. -Do you think I offended the baby? I don't want the baby to think I don't want him or her,- said the terrified boy .What if the baby will always remember this and he will never be forgiven. - Don't worry, honey, I'm sure she won't mind,- said the water mage, stroking her belly. -She?-Gray thought. Turns out his wife wasn't telling him everything... -Wait a minute! -said suddenly Greige after a moment of silence -The baby will be in the tummy, just like Reiki was in Auntie Erza's , right? - Well baby is already there, but your right - answered Gray -Daddy? - Yes buddy ? - How did it get there? Shit. -Yyyy… Horrified, Gray turned his gaze to his wife, silently pleading for help. -You know what, angel? It's almost 8pm, I think it's time for you to take a bath, okay?- proposed Juvia, saving her husband from very uncomfortable talk. - Ok Mommy. Will you read me a bedtime story after we finish? - Of course They were already moving towards the bathroom when Juvia quickly turned towards her husband, gave him a kiss on the cheek and whispered : -You're welcome. Has Gray already mentioned how much he loved his wife?

Bonus!:

( ok I swear it was funnier in my head...Once again Happy Gruvia day !!!)

[amazingmaeve]

I’m so sorry - Hermione granger

Harry Potter Masterlist

Summary: Y/N Malfoy twin sister to Draco Malfoy and daughter of Narcissa Malfoy and Lucius Malfoy. Y/N and Hermione are in love but she had to break up with Hermione to protect her from Voldemort. Now she finally stands up while she’s being torture by her aunt.

Pairing: Hermione Granger x FemaleMalfoy!reader

Warnings: Torture, Angst, Spoiler

AN: I just had this idea and wanted to writes before I forgot it.

Word Count: 1588

Y/N Malfoy was thought to be as cruel as her family. That's what everyone thinks and thought. She didn't really bully anyone but had something against mudbloods since her parents said they were bad.

When Y/N met Hermione Granger she was quite rude. Y/N was taught to not be nice to Mudbloods and she knew Hermione Granger was one.

One night on the Astronomy tower Y/N ran into Hermione Granger. It was their fifth year and Y/N was sad she's always been sad.

Her parents mostly Lucius had always chastise her for being to soft. That she should be more like Draco. That made her angry and sad.

Y/N was sad because no matter what she did it would never please her parents.

Y/N was also angry at herself for not being more like Draco. Less emotional. Even though she was a Slytherin Y/N had cared more. She always felt bad when she said mean things. Or when Draco did it. Y/N just wished she could be more strong.

"Oh it's you," Y/N snapped out of her face to see Hermione standing there. Y/N was quick to wipe the tears away. "Wait are you crying," Hermione questions Y/N could almost sense some concern.

"Go head make fun of me Granger," Y/N sniffles drying her eyes making them more red.

"Unlike I don't make fun of people," Hermione states going sit next to Y/N. "Are you okay," She asks putting her books down.

"Obviously not," Y/N not putting her head in her hands trying to make her head ache go away.

"Sorry stupid question," Hermione cringes. "So you want to talk about it I'm a good listener," She gives her a half of a smile.

Y/N sighs she's never really had anyone to talk to so it's weird to her.

"Well first my parents think I'm to emotional and should be like my twin. And second of all I think I should be less emotional," Y/N lets out a few tears. "See I'm too emotional," She lets out a chuckle.

"It's okay to be emotional," Hermione corrects her starting to feel bad for her. Y/N had barely talked to Hermione only when she had introduced herself.

Y/N had wanted to apologize but didn't want her parents to hate her even more.

“Why are you being so nice to me I've been nothing but rude to you," Y/N questions feeling her heart race and butterflies in her stomach.

"I believe you are a good person just brought up with a bad influence," Hermione smiles at her and puts her hand on hers Y/N smiles back.

From that day on Y/N and Hermione always met at the astronomy tower. She always set her smiles when no one was looking.

Y/N could feel herself falling for the smart and beautiful girl.

Then one night as they were talking and laughing about her days, then Hermione kissed her on the lips.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean-," Hermione was about to apologize when Y/N had brought her hand to Hermiones cheek and kissed her again.

She moved her lips along with hers. When they broke away Y/N let out a nervous chuckle putting her hand on her.

From then on Y/N and Hermione would sneak around with giggles and kisses.

Whenever Y/N needed a shoulder to cry on Hermione would always be there for her reassuring that it was ok to be different.

And when Hermione needed to talk about fights with Ron and Harry Y/N would be there for each other.

It's been about a year that this has been going and they're almost done with their sixth year. Y/N had just found out that Professor Snape had killed professed Dumbledore.

Y/N then figured out her brother had the mark. And that's when it clicked why he had been distant. Y/N and Draco were somewhat close but they drifted when she got with Hermione.

Y/N was scared that her brother found out and told her mom. But it wouldn't be as bad as if her dad had known. But Hermione reassured her that nothing was wrong and oh how wrong Hermione was.

And know she had to break up with Hermione because her mother found out through Draco. Y/N was so scared that they would hurt Hermione she had to break up with her.

"Y/N what's wrong I was worried about when I couldn't find you," Hermione rushes over to Y/N worried that she had gotten hurt.

"I'm sorry," Y/N sobs.

"Why what's wrong love," Hermione asks brushing the tears away with her thumbs as her hands wrapped around her cheeks.

"We can't be together anymore," Y/N whispers.

"What why," Hermione asks confusion spreads on her cheek.

"My family found out," Y/N's lips tremble as tears cascade down her cheeks feeling heartbreak.

"Oh," Hermione lets out a breath.

"It's better you don't be with me I don't want you to get hurt," Y/N's body's tremble as she sobs. "I'm sorry please don't hate me," Y/N whimpers.

"Shh love I don't hate you," Hermione shushes her. "We will meet again and I know we'll end up together," Hermione lets some tears fall. She leans forward and kisses her one last time before leaving.

Y/N sadly smiles at Hermione leaves as tears keep on falling and falling.

And finally here we are at the Malfoy Manor with Draco and Y/N by their parents sides.

Her eyes widen as the Golden Trio was dragged into the room. Y/N felt her heart stop and her body coming to a halt.

"Oh my god," Y/N whispers.

She blocks out everything even when her aunt goes on a rant about a sword one of the guys have.

Of course her aunt almost murders the guys wanting to get the sword.

Draco drags Y/N out as her aunt mutters something about girl talk with Hermione and dragged the two boys down to the dungeon.

Hermiones scream snap her out of her daze. She felt her stomach twirl with anxiety and anger. The anger driven towards her aunt.

When Draco is looking away Y/N runs away to go to the room where her aunt is torturing Hermione.

"Stop," Y/N screams as she grabs her wand and points it at Bellatrix. Her eyes were burning with rage.

Bellatrix's eyes snap up to her nieces.

"And what are you going to do about my dearest niece," Bellatrix smirks knowing that Y/N was to weak to do anything.

"Stupefy," Y/N shout pointed her wand at Bellatrix who goes flying

As she gets flown across the room she runs across the room to Hermione where tears are rolling down her cheeks.

She helps Hermione stand up and pulls her behind so that her crazy aunt doesn't do anything.

"Don't even think about doing anything," Y/N snaps at her aunt who got up pretty fast who puts up her wand with a smirk on her face.

"Or what," Bellatrix cackles.

As she was about to speak her parents enter the room with Draco by her side.

"Y/N don't do anything stupid," Lucius snaps at his daughter who has had enough of her family.

"No I've had enough of this, from you, my family who's supposed to support me," Y/N snaps as tears roll down her cheek.

"Y/N sweetheart calm down," Narcissa softly told her daughter not wanting thing to go out of hand.

Y/N scoffs a little but was interrupted again when Harry and Ron entered the room and started casting spells to get Hermione out.

But what she didn't feel her aunt grab Hermione from behind her.

"STOP,"Bellatrix yells Y/N turns around to see her want and against Hermiones chin. Tears come down Hermione's cheeks.

Bellatrix goes on a rant and as Y/N pulls out her want the chandelier cascades down on Bellatrix.

Y/N runs to Hermione to make sure she’s.

“Minoe you ok,” Y/N softly asks as she grabs her hands.

As Hermione was about to speak but was interrupted by Ron.

“Hermione come let’s go,” Ron rushes.

“I’m not leaving without her,” Hermione says grabbing her hand pulling her along.

She sees the disappointed look on her families face as they all stand together and Y/N hands intertwines with Hermiones’. Hermione squeezes Y/N hand reassuring her.

Dobby the house elf that used to work for her family makes a huge speak which she smiles at. Y/N was one of the only Malfoy’s that cared about him.

They finally do the Apparition to make them leave the manor but not before Bellatrix throws a knife going with them.

They reappear somewhere else as Hermione clings on to Y/N.

“Thanks god you’re ok,” Y/N whispers as she kissed Hermione. She kisses back wrapping her arm around Y/N’s waist.

After they break apart she notices that Dobby has a knife in his stomach.

“No,” Y/N whispers as Dobby stumbles into Harry’s arm. Harry wants to do something Y/N sees but knows there’s nothing that can happen.

Y/N lets more tears fall as Dobby takes his last breath. Hermione hugs her as she cries on her shoulder.

She got out of her families house but ended in a tragedy.

[alisinchainmail]

More from the crossover fanfic no one asked for but everyone's getting...

Kylo + Quinn: The Last Harlequin: Ch. 1.2

[Gif sources: Part 1, Part 2]

Writers' favorite excerpt from Kylo + Quinn Chapter 1.2 of The Last Harlequin:

He exhales sharply through his nose and straightens. "My Knights of Ren detected you in our no fly zone. You didn't respond to our warnings we sent, so we mistook you for a threat."

She rolls her eyes, annoyed at the jab. "I guess I'm going to have to forgive you and your little Space Knights of Ni for not knowing who I am..." She does a flashy roundoff back handspring and flips over him so she's between him and her bat. "Harley Quinn, nice to meet ya." She extends her now uncuffed hand to the dark knight.

Overcompensating with stillness to hide that he's impressed with the stunt from an Earth girl, he looks down his nose at her hand. "Kylo Ren," he says quietly, giving her the decency of a reply. 

Harley withdraws her hand, slightly offended he still doesn't seem to have heard of her, "Never heard of me? The Cupid of Crime? The Maiden of Mischief? Princess... of Darkness." She trails off on that last one, unsure if she recently lost that title. "Formerly..." she corrects it quickly.

Kylo plays her game, "Leader of the Knights of Ren, Champion of the First Order, and Apprentice to Supreme Leader Snoke." He takes a step towards her, towering over her. She tilts her head acknowledging she has no idea what any of that really means, either.

"You're not part of the Resistance," he states more than asks. "However, the vehicle you stole has connections to the Rebellion. How?"

Clearly there's a lot of space politics that is not public knowledge on Earth. Why would Bruce Wayne be involved in space wars? He's probably friends with that Elon Muskrat. He's pretty sus with all that Space X shit.

She responds innocently, "Look, I just saw the thing in some local billionaire's driveway, and thought, 'Why not go for a joy ride?'" Kylo steps closer studying her expressions. Harley squints, "What?!" 

Kylo shakes his head, "The Empire has no use for you then. We'll decide what to do with you, or what remains of you, when we're done searching the vehicle."

Harley squints at him, gathering a pretty clear psychological profile from that golden threat of a response, his list of self-important titles, and his demeanor. It all screams of daddy issues.

If he wanted to kill her, he would've done it already. Is he her enemy or a potential new ally? How far can she push this guy before she finds out the hard way? 

She smirks and fires off, "So...you're building a crown-rule empire because daddy kicked you out. And you think this is a big fuck you, but in actuality it's a very misguided attempt to win back his respect." Kylo grips his helmet, and narrows his eyes at her.

Harley slowly steps back towards her bat, she looks at his mask grinning, "Daddy wanted a son, so now he has to hide behind a mask...I get it!" Kylo slams his helmet down on a sidetable next to him. This was too easy!

Harley continues, "Awh it's ok! I bet your mom still loves you. Mom's usually do... if they have the time to notice you through your desperate attention-seeking behavior." He looks in shock. 

She's really hitting a nerve with this guy. How is he so easy to read? "Or maybe you're trying to destroy the very thing that distracted her from you in the first place. Classic only child syndrome. She's part of this rebellion thing isn't she? Gotta love a rebel girl." Kylo lurches at her.

Harley lunges for the bat, but Kylo quickly raises his hand at it, sending it flying across the room. Harley looks at her empty hand, then across the room where it landed. What is he? Some sort of space wizard?

Harley shakes off her confusion, "Won't let me play with your toys? What would I expect from an only child with deep-seated father issues?"

Kylo yells, "Stop...TALKING," as he grabs at Harley. She dodges. Time to go all in.

"Tell me, what did dear old dad do to you? Or was it someone else? Got an uncle who paid some unnecessary visits to your bedside when mommy and daddy were away?"

Kylo clenches his fist and rolls his eyes. That was a hit. Harley taunts, "Awwhhh did I sink your battleship?"

"ENOUGH," he roars, grabbing a handle from his hilt and firing out a massive red flaming greatsword.

Harley stares at the new weapon in disbelief. "Come on! Lazer swords?! At least let me use my dinky baseball bat. I'm Little League compared to that!"

Co-Writer's (Brian) Notes:

I love this as an introduction to their relationship. Harley always has to get the last word in and Kylo is always struggling to keep his composure. Both their characteristics make them butt heads, and also is why they work.

They’re always gonna have a back forth with their personalities. A yin and yang basically where he’ll constantly try and stay level and she’ll try to trip him up.

Writer's (Alisin) Notes:

I like this part of the scene for their chaotic, impulsive energy playing off each other in different ways. Also for her first exposure to the world of Star Wars, which her inexperience with the world helps me get away with the fact I still haven't seen all of the Star Wars franchise yet and am newer to the fandom. We're sort of figuring out the world together.

I wanted them to be fairly evenly matched, which — much like with Rey— is Kylo's first experience with someone on equal ground like that, so it throws him off at first.

Harley is skilled with getting in people's heads from a psychoanalytical standpoint, whereas Kylo uses more of a brute force approach later in the scene. Luke criticized the way the Knights of Ren use the dark side of the force as being unskilled "like a hammer". I bring that characterization into Kylo.

Kylo wields his emotions and fighting style with a lot of intensity rather than precision and agility. In spite of his bloodline making him a more powerful force wielder, he can be quite clumsy with it. As though his power is greater than himself and the conflict he carries disrupts his clarity in his actions, while also fueling the power of the dark side through his raw emotion.

With Harley, I like to keep her dancing in between both, since as a character she is more morally gray.

Her weapons of choice are sometimes literal hammers but her fighting style and wit can be very fluid and agile, similar to the fighting styles of those who utilize the light side of the force. Her actions are impulsive, but not clouded in self-judgements. Without the Joker's influence, she knows herself well enough to have some faith that her impulses are in alignment with her fluid morality.

And to bring it all back ti Brian's point:

Kylo is brute force like Harley’s weapon and she’s skilled and precise like a sword, his weapon. Neither will admit it but both could run into situations where the others methods work better. Harley has been forced to be chaotic in her approach for so long she’s sort of rebelling against it in her style. Kylo has been wielding the force like a hammer for so long that everything looks like a nail. This further adds to their yin and yang relationship dynamic and how they’ll be able to survive by adapting the others' strengths when they need them.

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Kylo and Harley's first meeting was originally going to be more simple, but then it just took a life of its own. This whole chapter was originally 4 parts for the Tiktok series, and now it's pushing 16 on Wattpad...and I'm still not done writing it. I have a drug trip scene in the works where they take an intense hallucinogen called Jabbawaska. Yes, this is how ridiculous the Wattpad gets. They're fun characters to write for and it's interesting to see how they bring new characteristics out of each other.

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Episode 16: What About Grace (Part 1)

Last night had been a turning point for me. For the first time in this godforsaken world, I felt truly alone. These people had welcomed me with open arms and now they couldn't even look me in the eye. My truth and past had made me an outcast. I could hear Audrey laughing now in the kitchen. She was talking to me now thankfully, but how long would that last? How long before the others convinced her I was just some scumbag thief? She fit here. I didn't. I don't think anything I could say now could make me fit.

I passed the kitchen and out the now boarded up door that led out to the backyard. I sat down on the steps. Everyone seemed to be inside enjoying breakfast. Pancakes as usual. Unfortunately for me, I wasn't welcomed. The first thing this morning I was met with looks of disgust and fear as I walked through the hallways upstairs. Wade looked at me as if I was a monster as he exited the bathroom. Aaron immediately closed his door upon seeing me. He looked as if seen a ghost. Then Lin stared at me looking unsure as we locked eyes on the stairs. Then there was Matthew. He truly hated me now. He peered out from the living room watching me with utter contempt on his face.

In fact, Audrey and Omar seemed to be the only ones left who still liked me or tolerated me at least. Well, those that I could confirm. I hadn't seen Grace, Mr. Jones, Madison, Tao or Nathan. Not even DJ. I had overhead DJ talking to Jones this morning in the hallway about the corpses. From the sounds of it, he would be spending most of the day taking out any he saw roaming around the premises after what happened last night. I was sort of relieved by this. If he had any thoughts about kicking me out I could at least prepare myself for the blow and hopefully make up a good plea for Audrey to stay.

I groaned feeling absolutely miserable and worn out. The sun was beating down on me and the heat was sweltering today. Summer was definitely making itself known. Luckily no corpses seemed to be around, but nature still thrived. I watched some birds fly over me. I found it fascinating how they had somehow survived in this fucked up world. I had even seen a deer in my travels. I closed my eyes trying to clear my mind taking in the organic sounds around me.

"Hey, Vincey! Breakfast?!"

A very loud and obnoxious voice then startled me. I looked up to see Audrey standing over me with a stupid grin on her face.

"Ahh! Shit! What are you a ninja? I didn't even hear you. What the hell?"

She giggled and placed her hand on her hip. "Maybe, but aren't you hungry?"

"No," I mumbled sitting up.

"You're lying. Come in and eat something."

"Nah. I don't eat where I'm not wanted. And I know I'm not wanted."

She cocked her head. "What makes you think that?"

"You haven't seen how they look at me now. They hate me."

"Wah Wah! They hate meeee! You sound like a kid," she said mocking me.

I rolled my eyes. "You know I liked you better when you were unconscious."

"Always the insults with you," she jested. "Well, continue your pity party out here. I'm going inside. I'll make sure Madison saves you a plate.

"Yeah, thanks."

"But Vince..."

"What?!"

A warm smile graced her face. "What you did last night was pretty brave. I'm glad you told the truth."

I shrugged. "Nothing to it."

She went back in the house and I leaned back staring up at the sky again. The wind was kicking up making the heat more tolerable. I checked in my pocket for my cigarette. I had been saving one since the gas station. It was stale, but it would do the trick. I stuck the cig in my mouth and dug in my other pocket for the lighter I bummed off of Nathan, but I stopped midway during my search when I heard footsteps. I took the cigarette out of my mouth and glanced over my shoulder to see Grace standing over me now.

She smiled and sat down beside me. I wasn't really sure how to react to her. We had barely talked since my introduction into the house. We exchanged pleasantries here and there, but we hadn't had a real conversation. Audrey, on the other hand, had become quite fond of her though. Still, it felt strange sitting next to her and from what I heard I should tread lightly when speaking with her.

"Hey," I said feeling suddenly nervous. "Something up?"

"Whew, it's hot. No. Just enjoying the scenery, child," she said wiping sweat off her forehead. "Besides, I thought you might need some company. You look...troubled."

"Nah, Ms. Grace. I'm fine. Just...just lost in thought," I sighed as I fiddled with my cigarette.

She shook her head and took my hands into hers. I turned to meet her eyes and she had the sweetest expression on her face. One of understanding and concern, but I wasn't convinced she could comprehend what I was going through even if I did tell her. Alzheimer's had crippled her emotionally and robbed her of the complexities of thought. If I confided in her I assumed I would just upset her, but what she said next astonished me.

"You're worried about last night," she said plainly. "You told us about your criminal past and now everyone's tiptoeing around you like you're some bad guy."

I looked at her stunned. She laughed and continued. "I know. I see. I got two eyes. Just because I got Alzheimer's don't make me stupid, Mr. Martez. I listen. Now I don't always understand, but when I do I do," she said winking. "Now would you like to know what I think of you?"

"Well...uh..."

"I think you have a good heart," she said now placing one hand on my chest. "I can tell. You know too, but you doubt yourself, but I can tell you you're no monster. No matter what you've done. Your past is only part of your story. The rest is up to you to tell and from the looks of it, you got a lot left to tell. You're here for a reason."

"Here for a reason. Maybe I just got lucky," I thought out loud.

"That's more than luck. I don't know what you believe in, but someone or something wants you here and they’re watching over you," she said quietly. "You’re getting your second chance. We'll all are and we better not waste it."

"How you figured that?"

She closed eyes and sighed. "I could sit here like this forever. It's so nice here, but it's best I get back to Omar. That man will lose his mind if he doesn't have breakfast and his morning paper."

"Ms. Grace. Are you ok?"

She stretched and began climbing to her feet. I rose up immediately and helped her the rest of the way. I took her arm in mine and guided her to the door.

"You got a good heart, Vince. You're a good man," she said nodding as I held the door open for her.

I chuckled. "Thanks. I wish everyone else thought the same as you."

She stopped in the doorway and folded her arms eyeing me suddenly serious now. "They will. They're just afraid and it's easier to be afraid nowadays. Also smarter to be cautious."

I was speechless.

"Besides, according to society, we should be afraid of you. Especially me. A little old lady in the presence of a convict. Heaven forbids", she smirked. "But I'm not and society no longer exists. Time's are changing my friend."

I couldn’t hide how impressed I was with her. I stared at her in amazement. Then I saw her smile slowly fade and her confidence diminish with it. Suddenly she looked confused as if she was looking for something.

"Something wrong?"

"No. Just looking for that darn cat. Ms. Fluffy," she said looking frantic suddenly. "Also the paperboy hasn't delivered the paper these past few days. Omar will be so upset."

"Grace. There's no newspaper or paperboy, honey. Come on, you need a nap," Omar said appearing at the doorway beside her. He turned his attention to me. "She been bothering you?"

"No. Not at all."

"Talking nonsense?"

"Actually not much at all. Everything she said up till now has made the most sense," I said shaking my head in disbelief.

He first looked at me as if I was crazy, but he quickly smiled and patted me on the shoulder. I watched the two of them enter the house then and suddenly Tao appeared. He poked his head out the door looking nervous. His eyes darting from me to elsewhere.

"Whatsup kid? Something the matter?" I asked staring at him.

He looked around and whispered, "Um...did you really kill people?"

A small laugh escaped my lips. "No."

"So you’re really innocent?"

"Yeah. Now I'm no saint, but yeah I was."

"No. I was just wondering," he said coly as he shuffled on his feet. "Do you have a mugshot?"

I chuckled again. "Tao.”

“What? I mean it’s dope if you do.”

“Tao, go in the house!”

“What? What I do?"

I laughed again hardily. I could barely contain myself. I put my arm around him and guided him towards the door. Carefree. My mind and body feeling a bit lighter now. I hadn't won over everyone, but this was a start.

For once I felt hopeful, but it was a feeling that would be short-lived. Maybe not so much the hope, but the feeling of ease. An ease that would be lost that very night and replaced with the feeling of utter despair.

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Hey guys, here is another chapter of my fanfic, I posted this earlier today but I was busy. Enjoy!

(And feedback is appreciated)

(Pearl's POV)

Blue Diamond's condition is a lot worse than I had initially thought.

When Steven got the first call from Yellow, he was quite worried, but when he and Garnet got the second call, he was frantically pushing us out the door and into the leg ship. I recommend that we use the warp, but that went in one ear and out the other.

He informed us about Blue's state, but he said she looked sick, but from the color of the screen she might not, but I thought it wasn't very serious.

But from what I see it's bad, Blue Diamond is currently shivering and leaning on Yellow.

"Do I r-really ne-ed to s-stand" she says very softly through chattering teeth.

"No, it's better if you sit" Garnet says.

Blue sits down on the very big blue bed with no hesitation, Yellow pulls the very long blue blanket from the bed and puts it around Blue's waist and legs. Blue pulls it onto her pale cold shoulders.

She quietly says thank you, Yellow nods and got beside her. "So, what exactly are you're symptoms" I ask.

"W-well for start-t-ters, I'm v-very cold" she says through chattering teeth "a-and I feel exh-hausted, thirsty, nau-u-useous, I-i've been throwing up q-quite a bit, b-but I feel very empty, and i-it feels like something is moving in-nside of me" she finishes. She tightly wraps the blanket around her.

"And you're sure you're gem isn-" I get cut off

"I-I'm very s-sure it's not cracked" Blue says as Yellow diamond sits down next to her and rubs her hands against Blue's blanketed arms.

"And ya sure it's not corruption" Amethyst asks

"We are the only gems that can corrupt others, I'm very sure it's not that" Yellow says, she scoots closer to Blue to help warm her up.

I glance at Garnet, she turns and walks over to me. "I think I know what it is" she whispers. Steven and Amethyst are bombarding the diamonds with questions.

"Do you remember when Rose was first trying for Steven?" Garnet asks. I nod, when Rose or Pink was a few weeks pregnant she had the same strange symptoms Blue has.

"But could it be the same thing?" I whisper to Garnet, she shrugs "Rose did have to shapeshift a womb..".

"Well, Blue is a lot more powerful then Rose, so who knows, she could have a ultrasound." Garnet whispers.

"But how could she? If Blue shapeshifts smaller, her gem would take up her entire torso and potentially kill them" I whisper back.

"Hmm, I have an idea" she whispers to me, she turns to face the diamonds again.

"I don't think it's this 'flu' thing" Yellow says to Amethyst and Steven.

Steven about just about to blurt out another thing when Garnet walked over to him and puts her hand on his shoulder to stop him. "Have you" she looks at Yellow "scanned Blue for anything?".

Yellow shakes her head no "luckily that is something quick and easy" she looks at Blue "but we'll have to go to the clinic".

Blue groans, Yellow summons a big yellow screen "ok Blue, I'll set up an appointment for you today" Yellow's fingers fly across the screen typing a message to the clinic.

Something flashes on her screen and she smiles a little bit "ok Blue we have an appointment in one cycle" she says, she looks at us "you are welcome to come".

Steven looks at me with puppy eyes "please?" He begs.

"Why would you want to go, they're not going to cut her up, they're only going to use a big scanner on her" I state.

"Well I want to be there when they say what's wrong with her" Steven says.

"Bu-" I get cut off.

"He can go" Garnet says.

"Yes" he jumps up high in the air and floats down.

"Well we better go with him" I cross my arms.

"Again, you all are welcome to come with" Yellow says again.

"When is the appointment" I ask Yellow.

"In half a cycle" she replies.

Steven looks at me "how long is a cycle" he asks.

"I've told you many times, a cycle is about a human hour and a rotation is roughly twenty-eight hours" I explain to Steven again.

"Well, the appointment is actually in a quarter cycle" Yellow corrects herself.

"What are we going to do for fifteen minutes" Steven asks

"Wait, I could get some work done while watching Blue" Yellow answers Steven's question, she pulls out another yellow screen to do work on.

This time Amethyst groans "wait I have another question", Yellow looks down at her " yes?"

"How are they going to scan Blue" Amethyst asks.

"Oh, do they have to use a bunch of tiny scanners on her?" Steven blurts out another question.

"What? No. We have a scanner big enough for all three of us, we use every few hundred years to make sure we're healthy" Yellow answers.

"C-can I b-bring my bla-anket?" Blue asks through chattering teeth.

"No, but you can bring your veil" Yellow continues to rub Blue's shoulders, she is making a little static electricity which is causing Blue's hair to float a bit.

Steven smiles at the sight of her hair sticking up, I smile too. Soon Amethyst asks Yellow to tell us a story, she tells Amethyst and Steven a story about Blue's first ball.

"And that's why we used to never leave our seats" Yellow finishes her story, it wasn't a very long story, just how Blue asked Yellow to dance, and Yellow tripped on Blue's robes. Causing it to rip and them to fall and shatter bunch of morganites.

"Hey we better get going" she says as she summons a yellow screen and then quickly dismisses it.

We move away from the big bed so Yellow can stand up, she helps Blue to stand and removes the thick blue blanket that was around her.

Blue starts to shiver again, Yellow quickly walks to the vanity on the other side of the room, she opens the top drawer and pulls out Blue diamond's signature long dark blue veil.

Yellow hastily walks back to the bed, carefully stepping over us and handing it to Blue. Blue wastes no time and puts the veil on, and pulls up the hood. I now notice that her belly is poking out of the veil a little.

She is still shivering, Yellow helps Blue by wrapping one of her arms around her waist. We move out of their way so they can make it to the door, we follow behind them.

"Hey, can one of you open the door for me" Yellow looks at us "I'd have to bend down to access it" she says.

I walk over to the panel and enter the code, the doors open with a SWISH. Cold air from outside comes rushing in, the diamonds walk out the door. I make sure everyone is outside when I close the door.

"Thank you Pearl" Yellow says to me.

I give her a small smile, they start walking onto the big bridge that connects Blue's room to the rest of homeworld.

We follow closely behind them, Steven and Garnet are talking about what could be wrong with her. I could hear some of there conversation.

"You and Pearl think she's pregnant" Steven says to Garnet.

"Well, her symptoms match up" Garnet replies. Steven says something to Garnet but I didn't hear it.

I let out a sigh, we stop in front of the same big blue doors, this time Steven runs up and opens the door for all of us.

The door opens leading into a blue hallway, we enter the large building and Steven closes the door behind us.

"Ok, I think the medical wing to down the hallway to the left" Yellow says, with the tone of her voice she sounds unsure.

"I-i thou-ught it w-was to the ri-i-ight" Blue says through chattering teeth.

"No, it is to the left, to the right is the records. Honestly, it seems the medical wing moves every day" Yellow grumbles.

We go down the hallway and take the left. I run up and open the big navy blue doors, Yellow and Blue stumble into the room.

The room is a very pale blue, a few chairs and two craked jaspers waiting, there is a desk in front of us next to a door.

The peridot that is at the desk looks up at the diamonds, "oh my diamonds, a medical pearl is waiting in the first room to scan you"

"Thank you" Yellow says to the peridot, the peridot smiles at her, she runs over to the door and opens it. The doors open with a WOOSH, and another pale blue hallway greets us.

We walk into the hallway and to the first room on the left, this time the medical pearl opens the door for us.

"My diamonds" she greets us, the pearl is wearing a lab coat with the diamond insignia on the shoulder. The pearl has long green hair that is in a ponytail and her skin is a light green with her gem on the back of her left hand. She runs past us, I'm assuming to grab the scanner.

We all walk into the room, there is a big medical table for Blue to sit on, a big chair for Yellow, and several little chairs for us.

Yellow helps Blue onto the table, once she is comfortable Yellow takes her seat. The medical pearl comes back, wheeling in a huge machine, it looks like a crane attached to a thermometer looking probe.

"If you could take your hood off, my diamond" the medical pearl asks

"I-is it nece-e-essary" Blue says weakly,  she is still shivering and I can't blame her, the room is so cold even Steven is shivering a little.

The medical pearl nods.

Blue sighs, she lifts her shaking arms and pulls down her hood. She squints from the bright light, the medical pearl's dark green eyes goes wide.

"M-my diamond, you should've contacted me sooner" the medical pearl says. Blue looks down at the floor.

"Wait, you didn't contact them when you started feeling bad" Steven says

"C-can we g-get on w-w-with this" Blue diamond pleads.

The medical pearl nods, she walks to the front of the big scanner, she presses a button and a green screen appears. The medical pearl's fingers fly across the screen as she turns the machine on.

"Alright let's get started" The medical pearl says.

I hope you guys enjoyed that, next chapter will be up next Saturday.