Just whatever
I have a big problem. It's that whenever I need to upload a one-shot or anything, I need it to be good, fun, cool, or just nice in general. That makes me leave drafts or just have ideas that I don't make an effort to write because I feel they are not worth my time.
So welcome to this new fic series!
Here is a series I will start where I just upload random ideas I come up with. These ideas may be tacky, but they are still some ideas I wanted to write.
This is not going to be dedicated to just one anime, but to some I have read and want to write about. I will write for
Sakamoto days
Spy x family
Kaiju no 8
Jujutsu kaisen
Windbreaker
Don't hesitate to share your opinions about the way I write, what I can improve, and any other stuff. Just don't be rude!
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Augusnippets Day 8: Found Family
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tw: sleeper agent, discussion of sensory deprivation torture
"Could you move any slower?"
"I'm trying to keep up. Being locked away for eight years didn't really help my physical endurance," grumbled Cassandra.
Bri was impatiently pacing around her. "I get that, but seriously, if you were walking any slower, you'd be going backwards."
"There's not really anything I can --" Cassandra jumped out of her skin as her phone rang, then again when she saw who it was.
She shouldn't pick up. She really shouldn't. But he might slip and offer her a clue about his pursuit. She swiped to answer.
"Hello, sunshine."
Cassandra glared at the phone, as though her handler -- former handler -- could see her. "That's not going to work on me over the phone. You know that."
"I do know that. But I bet it's got you on edge anyway," said that infuriatingly smug voice.
Her hand hovered over the disconnect button, wondering why she even picked it up in the first place.
"Listen, Cassie. We both know how this is going to end," he said. "You know you're not going to escape, not for very long. I'm already close to closing in on you. And every day you're away, I'm going to add another day of sensory dep to your punishment."
She only wavered for a second. She'd already been gone for five days. The longest she had ever been in sensory dep was a week, and she'd been a complete wreck for a long time afterwards.
But if she did manage to escape, she'd never have to do that again, and that would make this all worth it. It had to. She punched the disconnect button and fought the urge to fling the whole phone into the path of an oncoming car.
"Did he say sensory dep?" said Bri.
"Oh, you heard that?" said Cassandra. She really hadn't wanted to explain this to Bri, knowing that her unlikely bodyguard would find her pathetic for being so spooked by such a small thing. "It was part of my training, locking me in sensory deprivation for days on end to develop my psychic powers. But I hated it so much they started using it as punishment for me too." She shrugged, hoping her fear wasn't obvious. "It's not a big deal."
But Bri actually looked disturbed. "They locked you in sensory deprivation for days? How the hell did that not drive you out of your mind?"
"I mean… it was part of training, so I had ways to deal with it…"
"That's fucked up," she said, and seemed to mean it.
Before Cassandra could respond, Bri's phone rang. She looked at it, frowning.
"It's your handler."
Cassandra's eyes went wide. How did they know Bri? "Don't pick it up!"
But Bri had already answered. "Hello?"
"Hello, Bri," said her handler's smooth voice. "'Hello, sunshine' is Cassandra's trigger phrase. If you say it to her in person, she'll be under our control again, and come walking straight back to us."
Every muscle in Cassandra's body tensed as she prepared to run. She had nowhere to go, and Bri would easily catch up to her, but she had to try.
"Why are you telling me this?" asked Bri.
"Because I want dear Cassie back home unharmed, as soon as possible, and I'm sure you want that fugitive off your hands," he said. "I'm prepared to wire you fifty grand to your bank account and let you walk free. We really don't care about you at all, but if we catch you with Cassie, we can't promise mercy."
Bri was thinking, and Cassandra's mind flashed through every time she'd been a burden on Bri since she'd escaped. It was over, then. Bri would catch her easily and say her phrase and she'd be helpless. She'd be foolish not to take the deal.
Five days in sensory dep. She could do that.
"You seriously think I'm going to do that?" said Bri. "You think I dragged your little pet through hell and back just to turn her over to you? Fuck that and fuck you."
"Bri, be serious about --" Her handler's voice was cut off as Bri disconnected.
"Can you believe the fucking audacity?" said Bri. "You didn't tell me your handler was an idiot -- hey, what are doing with your face? Don't make that face at me."
"I'm sorry," said Cassandra, laughing and crying at the same time and sounding like a complete disaster. "I didn't think you'd defend me, after everything…"
"I said what I said," said Bri, crossing her arms and trying to look stern. "After everything we've been through, I'm not just going to fucking give up now."
Cassandra wiped at her face. "Thank you. You don't know how much that means to me."
"Whatever," said Bri, with an exaggerated eye roll. "We'd better get moving. If you don't start walking faster, I'm going to have to fucking carry you like a sack of potatoes."
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