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starstruckwillows · 1 year

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♡ z to a - s.b ♡

requested by anon<3, i'm a firm believer james potter lives by the beach

rockstar!sirius black x shy!reader, fem!reader, fluff fic, petnames, might make spin-off blurbs about them, some alcohol, participation in halloween, mention of coke but no drug consumption by canon characters or reader, swearing

emotionally constipated rockstar!sirius tries to confess his feelings for you three times before someone else does it for him

29th august 1978

the marauders had only been out of hogwarts with their n.e.w.ts in tow for a month or so when the production deal came through.

in all honesty, nobody, including them, was really expecting the band to progress past the potters' garage. so to soar to fame after one pub gig, seemingly overnight... it made everyone's head spin.

that's what you put that night down to. excitement. everyone out, drinking and cheering, sirius kissing you as though he'd been waiting for years to do such a thing.

but sirius didn't wait. he was confident, as sure as the tide running towards your group on the beach. you were both drunk and excited, everyone was kissing. you're almost sure you saw regulus kissing someone and he was vehemently against intimacy outside a relationship.

neither of you ever bought it up again, but you couldn't help but wonder sometimes.

the sand filling your clothes the next morning as you all woke was a sobering reality, trudging back to james' house while everyone complained there was still salt water in their hair even more so.

"hey." sirius groaned, jogging up beside you and instantly regretting the movement.

your hair was an untamed mess that you swiped from your eyes to answer him, "hey."

"you gonna come on tour with us, doll?" his voice was light and teasing, and you were about to quip back when mary nudged him roughly, "where's our invite then?"

he threw an arm around her shoulder and laughed, "backstage passes for every show."

marlene thumped him, "knock it off, it's one deal."

the lot of you dissolved into hungover giggles and you knew sirius was only teasing you like he teased everyone.

peter appeared next to you, "would you really come with us if we went on tour?"

thinking of the busy backstage chaos and all the people that would be present, you shrugged.

"as if we'll ever get to tour." remus scoffed.

1st april 1979

the marauders did get to tour.

first, around the uk, both for the muggle and wizarding world. two tours passed like that, with sirius personally sending you tickets to each one. you went to most.

now, they were all set to tour the whole of europe, and their manager was discussing america too. they'd been a sensation, the lot of them, and you were all so proud.

it was lily, your best friend, who suggested you should join them.

"why not? i'm going, it'll give me someone to talk to!"

as an independent reporter, lily's job was as flexible as she wanted it to be. yours was not so simple, but it could be done. it still felt like much too big of a risk.

your hesitation was visible, lightly tugging your arm out of lily's excited grip, "i don't know lils, i can't just invite myself along."

"alright, don't tell him i told you, but sirius is going to ask you to come. would you say yes?"

you hated it, felt pathetic, when the mention of sirius' name had your gut screaming yes.

"i- i guess."

she squealed, and if it wasn't so against your quiet nature you might of squealed with her, her joy was so pure.

so when sirius knocked on the door of your room, only down the corridor from his in the large flat share the band had bought, you knew what he would ask and you knew your answer.

he sat on the end of your bed, relief all over his face at your shy agreement, and took one of your hands in his, tattoos decorating the pale skin.

"also, there's something else i was going to ask you-" his voice was uncharacteristically nervous, each word a struggle.

a screech that you both instantly assigned to james sounded from the communal kitchen, and the two of you leapt up to see what fire had been started.

there was none, just the sparkle of marlene's ring finger, and dorcas' wide smile.

"you're engaged!"

the night became another of celebration and shouting. it's a good thing the lot of you didn't have many neighbours.

sirius was caught once looking at you wistfully, before averting his gaze and making a crude joke about strippers for the hen do.

you smiled ruefully, commanding yourself to calm down. sirius was the frontman and lead singer of a now world famous band. you were a girl he went to school with who also lived where he lived.

breathe, you told yourself, turning politely to remus who was telling you about their new song.

31st october 1981

halloween had never been your favourite holiday, always too nervous to get in any costume that you thought looked good on you. most of your life, you'd been on trick or treat duty.

the new joint penthouse, consisting of remus, sirius, peter (publicly known as three thirds of the hit band, the marauders), marlene and dorcas (still engaged but getting married next year), and regulus, who didn't technically live there anymore but was around enough. but there were no kids to approach the door with pumpkin baskets in hand, and therefore no duty for you with your bag of sweets.

mary had moved out with her partner earlier that year, and it was at her house she convinced you into a costume you knew you looked gorgeous in, but couldn't bring yourself to arrive back home in.

the party would be in full swing by now, full of rockstars and actors and models and probably the odd politician crashing the place. remus usually chased them out.

"lily told me you have to wear it." mary flicked you on the head.

"why?" you asked, whinier than intended.

she pointed to the group photo, showcasing baby harry in the centre, "because her and james are occupied, and she's not here to bully you into it."

with a reluctant grumble of 'fine', you grabbed your car keys, mary and her partner climbing into the backseat, all giggles and confidence, while you avoided checking yourself in the mirror every three seconds out of nerves.

everyone you entered the party with dissipated quickly, leaving you rubbing your arm nervously.

"hello!" a man approached you, tipsy but not drunk. you vaguely recognized him as the guitarist of the marauders' go to opening act.

you'd been on their europe tour with them twice, but not their most recent american one. it was hard to remember individuals from the many faces you saw in that time.

clearing your throat, you offered an increasingly nervous, "hi..."

"you were on tour! what-" he hiccuped, "why were you there again?"

you shrugged tightly, "i helped in the costume, hair and makeup department. but sirius asked me to come."

the man's eyes bulged out of his head, "man, so you're like a travel groupie! can't wait to get myself one of them."

you coughed awkwardly, trying to edge away, "oh- no, it's not like that."

"you're like viv or whatever her name was!"

the man seemed excited at the link, you wanted to hurl. vie was a girl peter had fallen for, but turned out to be someone just climbing the social ladder and using his head as a stepping stone, as well as leaking information about james and lily's new house, and remus' "health condition" that she, a muggle, didn't know was lycanthropy.

you hated to see your friend so heartbroken, while she headlined hollywood's major films that year.

"i'm not vie, and i'm not a groupie." you said, firmer than was usual for you.

sirius chose that convenient moment to appear, eyes trailing over your skin with an involuntary smile before a frown took over his beautiful face as he saw the man you were engaged in conversation with.

he clapped the guy on the shoulder with more force than necessary, "everything alright, kade?"

kade nodded and scurried off, mumbling something about spotting his coke dealer. that was a guy in way over his head, you thought.

"you look brilliant, doll. he didn't ruin your mood, did he?"

you shook your head, not quite making eye contact, the gloss on your lips stretching into a smile.

sirius wasn't convinced, gently holding your arm, "look at me, please."

the undertone of the plead in his voice made you do as he said, resisting the urge to pull at your sleeves.

"what did he say?" sirius' voice was unusually low and slightly rough as he balanced the line between not shouting but making sure you could hear him over the music.

you tried not to shrug again, conscious of the heat of his hand around your wrist, "oh, he just thought i was a travel groupie or something."

there was a cool anger present in sirius' eyes, but it left when he focused on your face, finger trailing across the arch of your cheek, "you know you're much more than a groupie, love."

usually you would have retorted something about how you couldn't be a groupie when you saw him at his lowest twelve year old moments, but instead you plucked some confidence from somewhere deep within you to ask, "yeah? what am i, then?"

he tossed his head back to the ceiling, pale throat with a tattoo creeping up one side exposed to the air in front of you, slightly long raven hair falling back. the half groan, half laugh he gave you was enough to make your stomach flutter.

except the answer he had on his tongue was stolen by the rare sight of an angry remus. a burning rage as he spat foul curses at the bombshell beauty that was vie.

sirius' whole face was set in a furious grimace. he let go of your arm, retracting the warmth and jogging over. you trailed awkwardly behind, apparently catching vie's eye as she swivelled to you, screaming and sobbing.

"she's no better! you let her in here, she's just as shallow as i am!" the young woman cried with more dramatics than ever. peter looked struck with dazed fear on the sidelines, a lipstick mark on his neck that he was trying to rub off.

you felt the same, shock seeping into your system. you'd been nothing but nice to vie, ever. you were the last to believe how she'd betrayed you all.

she was shouting at marlene now, who shouted back with just as much vigor until the two dissolved into a scrap and the actress was escorted out.

the party continued with ease, as it always did when famous people fought. everyone was too drunk, high or both to care.

as unsettling as it was, it wasn't the most dramatic thing to occur since the marauders' sudden stardom. you could think of twenty more shocking examples from the last tour alone.

right now, you just wanted to find sirius again. wanted to find your answer to that question.

he was buy the drinks table, downing another shot and about to fall over the line of tipsy to fully intoxicated.

"hey, sirius..."

he almost collapsed into you, "i'm sorry."

the slur in his words was evident as you patted his hair, "it's alright, darling, why don't we go sit down?"

"sure."

when the two of you were seated uncomfortably close on the sofa, his feet on the glass coffee table and head lolling against the sofa material, you brought up your question again, cup of something in hand.

"what am i here, sirius?"

a more sober demeanor overtook him, and he hesitated in the way drunk people rarely did, "my best friend, of course."

you smiled and nodded, as you usually did, satisfied with the answer but a small pang in your chest knowing you wanted more than that.

"of course."

1st november 1981

you woke groggily, not quite hungover but not quite alert either, releasing you were still half folded across sirius.

heat in your face, you scrambled off of him. james sat at the kitchen island with about eight coffees in front of him, adorning the bright smile of someone who'd had a good nights sleep.

"harry go to bed well last night?"

eagerly, as though nobody had asked yet, which you supposed they hadn't, "yeah! didn't even wake up once. absolute champ."

tiredly, you reached for a coffee, "when did you get here?"

"about twenty minutes ago. remus was already up, he herded everyone out. 'cept regulus, he's asleep somewhere."

"ah well, he basically lives here anyway."

"can't find pete though, remus has gone out to look now."

everyone was up and dressed with eyes bulging from their heads as they stared at the news headlines, only ten minutes later.

remus burst into the apartment, storming over to the tv, "fuckin' found peter."

the reporter behind the screen showed an image of the marauders' latest album cover as he spoke, "you heard it here first folks, an exclusive interview last night with peter pettigrew and his girlfriend, vie dalton, reveals his decision to leave the band, and provides some juicy inside information on why that is."

it became a day filled with pr meetings and phone calls, hasty damage control, and fending off reporters outside the building.

you were caught in a throng of them on your way to the shops. you'd only gone out for tea bags, because remus looked like he was going to blow another fuse when he discovered a lack of them in the cupboard.

microphones were shoved in your face, "who are you to the marauders?"

"who are to sirius black? how do you feel about his playboy lifestyle?" nice, thanks peter. last time i tell you about a crush.

"how did you get to live with the band?"

breathe.

"are you part of the crew?"

breathe, just breathe, walk, and get to your car.

"do you know who remus lupin is seeing?"

i can't breathe.

"has james potter cheated on his wife?"

i can't breathe.

"can we get a statement for the daily prophet?"

an arm around your waist appeared, pulling you away from the people suddenly, catching you as you stumbled backwards.

it was sirius, you could smell his colonge, and his slightly hoarse voice rang in your ears as he offered the mob a harsh set of curse words.

safely back in the elevator, you slammed yourself into the corner against the cold metal.

"i've got- got to get teabags... for remus."

you could barely see sirius through the blur of impending tears as he wrapped you into him, "forget the tea, remus will manage."

you knew he'd punched the emergency stop button because the lift wasn't moving. you couldn't feel it rise beneath you as you slid to the ground, still clinging onto sirius as he went down with you.

once your lungs worked on their own, you moved hair from your eyes and laughed. sirius, looking at you in total confusion, felt your head for a temperature.

"i'm alright," you all but whispered, "thank you."

he gave you a half smile, not as cocky as a smirk, but more than something friendly, "of course."

you didn't want to move from his embrace, so you didn't, letting your head fall against his shoulder, leather jacket smooth against your face.

"you've always been there, y'know?" he said suddenly.

"hm?"

sirius played with the hem of your shirt in an almost nervous manner, "you've always stayed with us. with me. from z listers to a. sometimes i think i don't deserve that much."

you wanted to scream at him, telling him just how much he deserved, telling him you wish he'd just let his guard down for two seconds so you could love him.

you didn't.

"of course you deserve it, siri, i wouldn't have stuck around so long if you didn't."

"cos we're best friends?"

"sure."

he unwound himself from your side, twisting to face you, "have you heard everything peter said?"

you nodded.

"the stuff about us?" sirius prompted further.

you tensed, froze, then nodded.

"so you know how i feel? that the pick you signed for my birthday is the only one i use? you know i spent four hours shopping for your christmas present because it had to be perfect? that i'm the one who leaves a coffee outside your door every morning? you know that i'm in love with you?"

the words rang free in the elevator, and your eyebrows furrowed slightly as you looked up at him. he looked terrified. you hadn't seen him this scared since he left home, you didn't want him to be this scared ever again.

words failed you. they always did, you weren't good at talking, you weren't good at making bold statements without over analyzing them.

you did the only thing you could think of to do, following your gut, and leaning forward to kiss him, hands around the back of his neck and in his hair, slow enough to give him time to back away.

but he didn't, pulling you closer alarmingly quickly, lips colliding in a way that should've been awkward, but wasn't. the two of you seemed to just fit against each other like magnets slotting together after being held apart.

"sirius-" you tried to move away to talk, but he just emitted a low whine and pulled you back in.

you didn't have any motivation to break away again. he seemed more important to you than breathing; he definitely felt better.

eventually the emergency stop button was hit again and the two of you returned to your apartment, looking like two grinning fools in love. everyone was too preoccupied to notice anything different. maybe nothing was all that different.

you spent the rest of the day in his bed.

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angelst4re · 2 years

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jamie and y/n sextape just leaked

this request was from the beginning of august?? i swear i'm trying to work through them all!! <33 but here's something short and fun for now :)

Let's Make a Movie- Jamie Campbell Bower x Reader

summary: read the request! :)

warnings: NSFW!! contains smut!! don't read if you're uncomfortable my love!

notes: i'm going to write a part 2 to this if you guys want :) ALSO can i just say i had counterfeit jamie in my mind whilst i wrote this...

“Jamie!” You push yourself up off the sofa and run to the door where your boyfriend stood, holding his arms out, inviting you in for a hug. “You’ve been gone for so long.” You frown, your face buried in his chest.

“I know, I’m sorry you couldn’t come with us, baby. I missed you.” He says, stroking your hair as he holds you close to him, “what have you been upto, then?”

“Not much,” you begin to explain as he picks up his suitcase to take it upstairs, to which you follow him, “I’ve been super stressed out at work and then I’d come home and you wouldn’t be here…”

Jamie looks at you with an expression you knew all too well.

“I’m sorry, darling.” He says, placing the suitcase at the bottom of the bed before walking over to you, “you should’ve told me, we could’ve resolved it. Y’know phone sex is a thing?” He smirked, to which you playfully smacked his chest.

“Oh, behave, Jamie!” You giggled, but he caught your wrist and held it behind your back, along with your other one. “What are you-”

“Shh, I have an idea, okay? Wait here, I’ll be back in two seconds.” He said before disappearing back down the stairs.

You sat on the bottom of the bed, waiting for Jamie to come back, and when he did he had a camera with him?

“I bought this when we were on the road, thinking maybe we could make a short film about being on tour. But I think I have a better idea now.” He smirked devilishly, you caught on in an instant.

“You mean… we should make a tape?”

“Yeah, unless you don’t want to of course, I’d never do it if you were uncomfortable, darling.” He explained. “Also, it means that when I’m not here and you get lonely, you can watch it back and remember all the ways I can make you-”

“Okay,” you giggled, starting to blush, “I think I like that idea.” Slowly, you unbuttoned the oversized shirt you were wearing, “you better start recording then, babe.”

Jamie gave you a big smile as he pressed the record button and the little red light lit up.

“Fuck,” Jamie groaned lowly as you let your shirt fall to the ground, leaving you in a dark red lace bra and your black shorts, “take it all off, baby.”

You stood up and slipped out of your shorts, leaving you in your matching lingerie set. You walked up to the camera and smiled before giving Jamie a kiss before pulling him over to the bed.

You lay in the centre of your kingsize bed, your head resting on the pillows with your legs spread slightly.

“Give it to me,” you smiled before taking the camera from him, pointing it towards him, “your turn, love.”

Jamie sighed playfully before taking off his hoodie, revealing his tattoos. You bit down on your lip as you zoomed the camera in towards his v-line. The blue jeans he wore hung low on his hips, you wished you could get up and-

“Hey, my eyes are up here, darling.” He teased you as he began to unbuckle his belt, throwing it to the floor before climbing onto the bed, his body positioned between your legs.

He quickly took the camera back from you and pointed at your face.

“My pretty little slut,” he whispered, his hand cupping your cheek before his thumb grazed over your lips, “I can’t believe I have you all to myself.”

His hand came up to your right boob, where he pulled your bra down to reveal your flesh. He rubbed his hand over it before taking your nipple between his finger and thumb and pinched it, earning a pathetic whimper from you. He chuckled and pointed the camera back up at your face.

“You like that, hm?” He teased, capturing your reaction as he tugged on your nipple again. Your lips parted as you let out a breathy moan, feeling heat spread across your body. “I bet you’re so wet for me already, how about we check?”

Jamie leaned back, the camera now pointed at your clothed cunt. He pushed the material to the side and exposed your soaking heat, he chuckled as he ran a finger through your folds, collecting your arousal before bringing it up to your lips, pointing the camera back up at your face.

“Mm, that’s my good girl.” He said, his voice deeper than usual, dripping in lust. He then handed you the camera and laid between your legs.

“Fuck,” you whimpered, the camera pointed at him as he blew cold air onto your sensitive cunt, before lowering his face further, licking a stripe from your hole to your clit, “holy shit…”

With your free hand, you tangled your fingers into his hair, tugging on his messy blonde locks. Your legs spread wider as his lips wrapped around your clit, sucking on it gently as he pressed a finger into your pulsing hole.

“Jamie…” You moaned, throwing your head back as he finger pressed against the special spot inside you, “don’t- don’t stop, fuck-”

He chuckled, sending vibrations through your body as his teeth grazed over your clit before using his tongue to trace circles over it.

“You gonna cum for me already, darling?�� He mocked, “go ahead, I won’t stop you. Poor baby, you’ve not had my mouth for weeks and now you can’t control yourself. It’s okay, let go for me. Cum around my fingers ‘n then I’ll fuck you, okay?”

His words only fueled the fire inside you, and within moments your high came crashing down on you. You still pointed the camera at him as he worked you through your high, your legs trembling as you tried to squeeze your thighs together.

“Good girl,” he whispered, patting your pussy in a way that felt so humiliating yet good at the same time, although you cringed at the wet sound it made. He took the camera back from you as he pulled your panties down your legs, “let’s see how many times you can cum for me tonight, hm?”

Weeks and months had passed since you and Jamie had made your tape, and you knew how your lives could be ruined in seconds if anyone else had gotten hold of it, so you made sure to keep it safe. After filming it on the camera, you downloaded it to your laptop so you and Jamie could both have access to it when it was needed. However, one night, whilst Jamie was away touring again, he had lost his phone. He didn’t panic as he managed to get it back by the end of the night, but the damage was already done.

It was posted on twitter.

When you woke up the next morning, your phone was flooded with notifications from worried fans and people who had seen it:

Y/n and Jamie are people, please respect their privacy. If you see the video, report it! Do not share it!

@Y/N, @Jamie, whatever you do, DO NOT go onto twitter today :(

Y/n is so hot, Jamie pls can we swap?

You were really confused, so you opened twitter and the first video that came up was your sex tape.

Your body flooded with fear and panic as you heard yours and Jamie’s voices.

“Fuck, you feel so good around my cock.”

“Gonna- gonna cum… Need you to cum in me, please, Jamie… Fuck-”

“I will, baby, just hold it for me okay?” Almost instantly, you called Jamie. Not caring whether he was asleep or on stage right now, you needed to get this fixed.

"Hello? Darling it's-"

"Jamie..." Your voice was slightly shaky as you spoke, "have you been on twitter? Have you seen it?"

"Seen what, love?" He asked in his sleepy voice.

"Our fucking sex tape." You raised your voice.

"No... no. Who would've found it-"

"I don't know. You're the only one who's-"

"Oh so you're blaming me now?" He chucked, "it wasn't me, sweetheart. But I'll get this fixed, okay? I promise."

You took a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down.

"Okay." You agreed.

"I guess this means we have to make another one," he joked, trying to lighten the mood, "one they'll never see."

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roroyaoi87 · 2 years

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The seance couples: Jealousy/Obsession

Hello, how are you? I have two announcements. The first one is that I won't be able to update for a while (August 5th). I have exams at my university, so I won't be online for a while. And the second one, I'm sorry that you won't like the open ending of Hanahaki. I promise to write a happy ending when I come back. Until then enjoy this request.

This world is strange or maybe it's just Five who can't adapt to the changes. Although he considers himself a person who adapts to any situation, the truth is that Five hates sudden and unexpected changes. He feels he loses control when that happens.

A new world, the loss of their powers, and a young, hormonal body. It's too many changes in too short a time and he can't help but feel annoyed, irritable, and more protective than usual, especially with Klaus who has reverted to being a teenager when he reappeared at the Oblivion Hotel (They still haven't found the explanation for that, even Klaus himself didn't know why he had returned in the body of a 16-year-old teenager).

Viktor accuses him of being possessive, jealous, and obsessed. Five calls him being protective, the last time he took his eyes off Klaus, Klaus died, or rather Reginald left him to die for the Kugelblitz.

Besides, in this world, none of them (except Allison) has their powers. Klaus is no longer immortal and Klaus is .... .beautiful. He's always been beautiful, but 16-year-old Klaus looks vulnerable, fragile, and charming, something that appeals to perverts.

Klaus doesn't seem to make a big deal about his renewed youth, nor does he mourn the loss of their powers, although he has heard him crying at night, calling out for Ben and Dave.

When that happens, he can't help it, he feels jealous when he hears that name. Dave. Dave. Dave. In these eight months, they've been living together, he's finally been able to hear Dave's full story, and Five concludes that he hates the soldier. He can't help it.

Every time Klaus named Katz, there was a softness and an innate fondness in the brunette. A fondness that could be compared to the one he had for Dolores. But his relationship with Dolores was different, Five had no one else, there were no other humans and they had been together for 30 years. Klaus had only known the soldier for 10 months.

What was so special about Katz? Nothing, he was just a soldier who couldn't even survive. He didn't deserve Klaus' love and devotion. If anyone deserved that, shouldn't it be him? He was the one who had been getting his hands dirty to save them again and again from apocalypses. He was the founder of the Commission and one of the best agents. He's smart, handsome, and strong, so why is Klaus still thinking about Dave?

Shit. He's being pathetic. Dave wasn't a bad person. But he can't help it, jealousy is eating him up. His crush on Klaus was supposed to be in the past, buried under the rubble of the apocalypse, but here he is, 46 years later and he's still pining for Klaus like a hormonal teenager.

Viktor was right, he is being mean, possessive, and obsessive about Klaus.

"Hey old man," says the cause of his current torment and when he turns to look at him, he is dumbfounded, where the hell did Klaus get that lederhosen from? "Viktor told me to let you know I'm going out to a party, see you later, you little psycho" Klaus even has the gall to kiss his cheek, before running off.

He's never been so sad to lose his powers as he is now.

"Why the hell do you have a kiss mark on your cheek? Did some old lady kiss you or something?" Diego asks, with some mockery. Maybe agreeing to all live together wasn't such a good idea.

He walks to the room he shares with Klaus and makes sure to slam the door, smiles as he hears a baby cry. He has woken up little Grace and laughs when he hears Diego curse at him.

He looks in the mirror, noticing the mark Klaus has left imprinted on his cheek. Klaus' lips had felt so soft, maybe a little wet, but it makes him remember when they were kids, in a happier, simpler time, and Klaus liked to steal Grace's lipstick and hand out kisses to everyone - Ben, Viktor and he got the most kisses from Klaus.

To hell with Viktor, he'll be mean, possessive, jealous, and obsessive with Klaus. Because Klaus loves the person he loves the most, he can no longer deny this fact.

Klaus quietly enters the house he shares with his siblings. Going back to being a teenager has been interesting and the biggest stupidity of his life. And he has committed a lot of stupidity, believing that Reginald could change has been stupid, but going back to being a teenager has been the worst.

Why did he think that going back to being a teenager, when he came back to life and had to create a body, would help him to be with Five? The grumpy old man wasn't even paying attention to him, most of the time he was looking at him angry and frustrated.

Ben must be laughing in heaven, watching the foolishness Klaus did.

"Klaus" if it wasn't because he was used to ghosts, he would have screamed in fear (AND woken the others) seeing Five in the darkness of the room.

"Christ, Five" protests watching as Five drinks straight from the whiskey bottle. Number Five is having a bad night. Sometimes it happens "What are you doing sitting in the dark, little Five?" he asks, cocking his head to one side.

For his part, Five feels annoyed. He's not a little boy anymore, he's 5'10" and a little taller than Klaus is at this age. There is nothing small about his body. Why can't Klaus see that?

However, what bothers him the most is seeing the messy hair and wrinkled clothes, and even standing ten paces away he can smell the scent of smoke, alcohol, and sex clinging to Klaus and his clothes. It all screams that Klaus has had a very good night. Luckily Klau's pupils aren't dilated, which means he hasn't done drugs.

But as Klaus approaches, Five rage increases as he notices the smeared makeup. Klaus has always looked desirable with smudged eyeliner, but this is the first time he's seen Klaus so disheveled. Even those red lips look stained but somewhat battered as if someone had been kissing Klaus, abusing Number Four's beautiful mouth. Who was the bastard who had dared to touch his Klaus? Who had Klaus kissed? He doesn't even want to think about the possibility that Klaus had had sex with someone else.

His hands go to Klaus's jaw, holding him tightly, perhaps tighter than he should. But it works because Klaus gives him his full attention.

"Where were you, who were you with?" his voice sounds like he's angry, and Klaus doesn't make any sudden moves, but Five notices those green eyes looking for a way out.

"Easy old man," he says, trying to dampen the situation "I went to a party, Nothing bad happened, on the contrary, I had a lot of fun" Klaus smiles mischievously.

Five's breathing simply stops at those words, it's only for a second, but Five swears the pain becomes almost unbearable. His hand presses harder on Klaus' jaw, he doesn't want to hurt the brunette, but he also wants Klaus to feel some of his pain.

"So you had fun" Five repeats, his voice sounds strangely cold, sarcastic, angry "Have you slept with any strangers?" he asks noticing that Klaus lets out a moan at his strength

"Fi...vey" whispers a little more frightened Klaus.

"No. You have to answer me" he orders him, he needs to know who he has to kill "Did you leave lipstick marks on other people like you did with me this afternoon?"

"Oh" is all that comes out of Klaus' lips, and Five notices how Klaus' green eyes sparkle in a smart, almost amused way, he hates that smile. Klaus licks his lips and Five's body feels excited "Are you jealous?" is Klaus' question.

So Klaus has finally figured it out. Well, since he has nothing to hide, he can declare his intentions openly.

"I don't like other people touching what is mine" Five's thumb caresses Klaus' lips, slowly, softly, and affectionately.

"Don't worry old man, I don't kiss anyone" Klaus assures him, smiling sweetly "My makeup is cheap and easy to smudge when I drink" surprisingly Klaus is being sincere, Five can tell by the way the brunette's pulse is going so slow.

It makes him feel stupid. Damn hormones and his feelings were making him do stupid things.

Klaus has an amused smile and Five isn't sure if it's because of the alcohol, if it's because it's hot or because he's embarrassed, but his cheeks get redder when Klaus looks at him with some hope...

"The only one I want to kiss is an old psycho who also happens to be jealous and possessive."

"I'm not jealous or possessive" Five denies, his hands loosening their grip and his thumbs caress Klaus' skin as if to apologize to the brunette for his earlier abruptness. "I just like to take care of what's mine" he declares.

Klaus chuckles, "Since when am I yours?"

"Since always" he answers truthfully and it is perhaps the most sincere thing Five has ever said to anyone in his family.

Klaus wants to make some joke about it but Five decides that they've talked too much and that it's time for them to communicate in another way. A more tactile one. Five is not gentle when he kisses him. On the contrary, it's like a whirlwind of emotions ranging from rage to despair and lust. He simply steals the air. There is nothing tender about that possessive, domineering kiss.

The life, Reginald, the commission, and the apocalypses have taken it upon themselves to extinguish Five's tenderness, something Klaus regrets because Five had been such a cute little boy. But no matter if Five is rough or tender, Klaus loves him and has been waiting for this kiss since he hit puberty in his first life.

"Are you drunk?" asks Klaus when Five finally breaks the kiss.

"No" he denies somewhat offended and to prove his point, he carries Klaus in his arms as he pulls him into the room they share.

Five pushes Klaus down on his bed, before climbing on top of the brunette, to kiss him again. Klaus can do nothing but let Five kiss him and do with him what he wants. Just as Five has said, Klaus belongs to him.

When Five's lips get tired of mauling his mouth, Klaus feels him move down to his jaw, neck, and collarbone, and then...nothing.

"Fivey?" he calls softly, feeling him so still. "Did you fall asleep?" he wants to yell in frustration, but Five looks adorable asleep on his shoulder. "You're lucky I love you so much, old man" he whispers stroking Five's hair until he falls asleep too. Tomorrow he's going to make fun of his...boyfriend.

Five was indeed drunk, he only remembers kissing Klaus' neck before it all became a blur. When he wakes up that morning, Klaus is still sleeping next to him, but inside Five is having a small panic attack. He fell asleep! Just when it looked like he was going to be able to be with Klaus and calm his hormone, he fell asleep.

Damn teenage body!

He turns to look at Klaus' relaxed and gorgeous face, noticing the marks on Klaus' neck and shoulders. Those marks look perfect imprinted on the pale skin, and she knows from experience that they will take weeks to fade.

With his thumb he strokes Klaus' lips - maybe he should ask Allison where he can buy longer-lasting lipstick?

#the umbrella academy #tua #tua netflix #season 3 spoilers #klaus hargreeves #five hargreeves #fic request #klive #harcest #tua klive

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silverskye13 · 1 year

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I posted 978 times in 2022

That's 220 more posts than 2021!

506 posts created (52%)

472 posts reblogged (48%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@silverskye13

@theminecraftbee

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@bananasofthorns

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I tagged 955 of my posts in 2022

Only 2% of my posts had no tags

#spazzcat barks - 176 posts

#answering asks - 162 posts

#the barking writer - 102 posts

#the barking artist - 96 posts

#anonymous - 93 posts

#docm77 - 84 posts

#hermitcraft - 73 posts

#rendog - 58 posts

#delete later - 55 posts

#spazzcat wips - 51 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#if i were the kind of person who made animatics i would make them sword fighting to it but alas i'm not the kind of person who makes animati

My Top Posts in 2022:

“I’m tired, Cleo.” “Well you know Etho, I can give you an excuse to rest, if y’like. I am all gordan-y now.” “That’s... actually kind of tempting.” “It’s a lovely view too. It’ll be easy - I’ll just turn you into a statue, and you can watch the water for a bit. And then when you’re all rested, we’ll just un-stone you again.” “........ yeah that’s... tempting.”

You ask for Cleo or Etho? How dare you make me choose between them! [hands you both] @mishapen-dear

1,269 notes - Posted March 11, 2022

Oh, will I find a love, or a power plug?

Oh, digitally isolated

Oh, creator, please don't leave me waiting

Hello, world.

1,310 notes - Posted August 15, 2022

Got pissed off at my watercolors so I doodled a BDubs.

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"Good morning Canary," Tango greets him brightly, in a voice that's liquid sunshine. "It's time to get the session started! We've got cows to feed and a chicken-barbeque-ificator to make."

He ducks out of the house he built, with materials he gathered while Jimmy was out begging for a bucket of water. He hasn't once brought this up. He hasn't once reminded Jimmy he isn't being very helpful, or told him he makes dumb decisions. He hasn't made Jimmy the butt of a joke, unless the joke is about both of them.

Jimmy stands and stretches. The house is full of the smell of food, which is funny because Tango says he can't cook. Just like how he says he can't build, except he built their house, and Impulse used to gush about the crazy things Tango would build when they were in the Southlands together. Jimmy wonders what people have told Tango about him. He knows the canary thing, obviously. Does he know they're doomed, because he's here?

It's not that Jimmy feels useless, or pathetic. It's just that, well, he's used to people bringing it up by now, isn't he? It's a fun game. Remind Jimmy he's a bit useless at times. Except Tango isn't playing along.

Jimmy grabs the finished chicken from the furnace and eats his breakfast while he walks. Tango is replanting some wheat in the garden and muttering to himself as he works. He can't go mining, he's too vulnerable. Except he went down into the mines yesterday when Jimmy was taking damage, to make sure he was okay.

There's a lot of things that Tango can't do.

He can't cook. He can't build. He can't mine. He can't fight.

There's a lot of things that Tango won't do, too.

He won't play along. He won't hold things against Jimmy. He won't remind him he's kind of useless sometimes.

Jimmy wonders what else Tango can't, won't, do.

Tango looks up from the wheat field and cuts off his muttering with a nervous laugh.

"Oh hey Canary! Welcome to the land of the living." He hands Jimmy a few pieces of wheat. "Thanks for getting those cows yesterday, by the way! That's gonna be a life saver later."

Jimmy smiles and laughs. It's weird, being congratulated like this. It's not that he isn't loved, or has never gotten praise. It's just that most people aren't so forward with it. Genuine. Jimmy can't take a compliment. He's never had to before. He's used to digging for them through veiled words and backhanded fondness.

"Well hey, don't worry about it big man," Jimmy stammers. "You know I've got us covered."

"Well at least one of us knows what he's doing, right?" Tango laughs, and once again Jimmy feels like he's being washed in liquid sunlight.

Tango can't do a lot of things. He can't build a house. He can't cook. He can't mine.

Tango won't do even more. He won't put Jimmy in his place. He won't play along. He won't acknowledge his own accomplishments.

Maybe they really were made for each other. Maybe, for once, the universe knew what it was doing when it tied their souls with string.

Jimmy wanders back to the pen to feed the cows. He wonders if the canary is ever fond of the coal mine, if the dark halls and cold stone bring it comfort before the end. He wonders if the mine is ever fond of the birdsong, if it ever regrets it's choking embrace.

There's a lot of things Tango can't do. Jimmy wonders what they can't do together.

1,600 notes - Posted June 19, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

In the infamous words of Selena Gomez: The heart wants what the heart wants.

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jax-is-rattled · 1 year

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YET ANOTHER DRABBABLE

Uuuuh tldr; moss is like bws stress ball. But without actually like,,, squeezing him

It's a lil angsty there at some points.

Love writing my lil mud duo <3

Moss is @purble77 's ghoul!

OK WRITING TIME.

They could hear the bells before they saw him. "Moss?" August called from around the corner of the hall they were sweeping. He hummed in response. The water ghoul sounded... off... He sounded like he was one more slight inconvenience away from crying. Poor guy sounded stressed. Like. Really Stressed. He stopped sweeping when he saw the ghoul. Shoulders hunched forward and holding himself. "Hey,,, buddy,,," August wavered out with the most pathetic smile Moss had ever seen on his face, "can I, uh, jus ask for a favor real quick? Won't ask for too much of your time." "Sure?" Moss replied as more of a question than an answer. "I just need you to hold me for a second."

"What?" They asked, a little dumbfounded. Did he hear that right?

"Nevermind! Nevermind. Sorry, forget I asked. Please." August waved his hand and turned to walk away quickly, hiding his flushed face in his hand. "I think the fuck not? Get your ass back here." Moss said, trying to lighten the mood a bit. They threw the broom they had to follow after him. He jogged after August, grabbing him by the shoulder and spinning him to face them again. "Repeat it, I dont know if I heard you right." August squirmed and sputtered at the request. "I uh- you-um- could y- I just- CanYouPleaseJustHoldMeINeedItSoBadYouDontUnderstand..." He paused then smiled pathetically again.

In all honesty he expected Moss to laugh. Maybe brush him off. Maybe just walk away. But the stare they had fixed on him felt like death. They were thinking hard and the fact that he didn't know about what made him scared. He was gonna cry if they kept staring at him like that. His lip quivered.

And then he was being hugged. Moss' arms wrapped over his shoulders as he pulled him in. He sighed out an icy breath of relief that made Moss shiver as he let his head fall forward onto their shoulder. He wrapped his shaking arms around their middle. Then the sniffling started. His shoulders shook when that first sob snuck up on him. He hated crying in front of people, especially when he didn't know how they'd react. But Moss seemed to be ok with it so he just let it out. He gripped the earth ghouls shirt in tight fists, probably tearing holes in it but he could not care less at that moment. The both of them stood there and held onto eachother until August calmed down to just shakey breathing. Moss gently swayed from side to side with him to help him calm down and bring him back to reality. They leaned their head against the side of his and hummed, gently rubbing circles on his back.. August awkwardly clapped Moss on the shoulder and went to pull away, sniffling again. "Thank you, pebble, I appreciAT-"

And then he was being picked up. He yelped and scrambled to grab at Moss' horns and shoulders to hold on, wrapping his legs and tail around the ghouls waist as he was hauled up. And Moss just started carrying him off. "The fuck are we going?" "I'm on break now, so we're going to the dens and continuing this." "Wh-I-uh," August sighed and let himself be carried off, "ok... thank you. Please don't drop me."

Moss remembered something about August liking the pressure and heat when people lay on him? Who was he to deny the poor ghoul more comfort? He kicked the door to the den open, startling everyone in the den and almost slipping with August still wrapped around him. He was greatful the couch was empty so they could lay down. He dropped him on the couch ever unceremoniously, grabbing the remote and flipped on the tv. August went to sit up when Moss pushed him back down to laying and pointed at him. "Stay." August complied. They settled on a channel, some shitty romcom neither were actually going to focus on. Moss sat next to him on the couch, kneeling where August had his knees together and pulled up. "Open up, wanna lay on you." They said and tapped his knees to get him to move them. August eyed him suspiciously, but did so. Moss flopped onto his stomach with a grunt. They rested their head on one of their arms and let the other hand come up to rest in August's hair.

He lightly scratched at the cool scalp and it pulled a deep rumble out of the small ghoul. The purr was low and strong and rattled his teeth in their sockets where his head rested on August's chest. It felt like he had his head on the hood of truck. Oddly, it calmed him to his core. And then he felt cool hands gently lay on his back. And he froze, body going stiff. "So sorry, force of habit." August whispered with a wince, pulling his hands away to anywhere but their back. "It's,,, its ok." They replied quietly. "Are you sure?" "Yes." Like absolutely sure?" " Yes." "one hundo percenty sure?" "Yes." "Pah-zoh-teeevveeely sure?" "Oh for lucifers sake PUT YOUR FUCKING HANDS ON MY BACK" "OK OK" They both cackled, slowly falling back into comfortable silence, sometimes looking at eachother and giggling again.

August started dragging his knuckles up and down Moss' spine, gently scratching at times. They could feel themself practically melt under the cold hands. That familiar purr slowly slipping out in low rolls. For being a creature of hell, this felt like heaven. The cool skin felt divine against the warmth of his back. August let out a cold sigh down the side of their neck that made them shiver. He pulled the blanket that had been set over the back of the couch onto the two of them and tucked their face into the cold ghouls neck. He smelled like cold pond water.

He could feel August start to doze off by how his hands started to slow down or stop randomly halfway through a pattern he was tracing between their shoulder blades. Then it stopped entirely and his breathing slowed. He was out cold, arms wrapped tightly around them and face in their shoulder. Moss had nowhere else to do and sure as hell didn't want to go back to work, so he just let himself drift off as well.

The Moss started snoring like a fucking FOG HORN LMAO THE END.

#drabbables #bw is....so stressed #THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SHORT #IT IS VERY MUCH NOT #august ghoul #moss ghoul #nameless ghoul oc

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zoroshonkingbazonkadonkas · 1 year

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Okay so the scene is :

This girl. She used to be my friend earlier. Still is but our relations is kinda strained now. We started flirting with each other a year ago. Things got really good. I had said it would be no strings attached. I was the one who developed feelings first. This is where things got bad. I still don't think that she developed any feelings at all. I never told her how i felt because she was leaving soon and i did not want to complicate things for her. Plus she kinda has feelings for one of our mutual friends and i didn't not want to ruin her chances if she had any.

Well she left. Slowly i realised that i had sort of fallen for her. She left in August. We talked till October (we had stopped flirting by then. It was just casual conversations). Now it's March and i still have feelings for her but i haven't talked to her. Slowly and gradually we started talking less. About a week ago she texted me after 3 months and i tried acting very indifferent. I felt pathetic because i have been acting petty but i don't know how to tell her that she has hurt me when i was the one who had said that we cannot let our feelings grow in the first place. Now i am in a horrible place emotionally because i keep thinking about how things would have been if i had confessed. I don't want to ruin her current life by suddenly springing my feelings on her because i know that i am responsible for my emotions and that it is not her problem to solve.

But also i sort of do want to tell her because somewhere inside me i feel that she has a right to know but then i feel that i am being selfish and giving myself this excuse simply so that i can confess and feel better.

Maybe I'll let a couple of years pass and then tell her. Maybe we won't have a friendship left to say anything at all.

I'm sorry for telling you about all this and taking up your time. I just needed to vent and did not know who to tell.

look

i have this feeling that you're beating yourself up over this wayyy more than you should be

about the you know that youre responsible for your emotions and its not her problem to solve thing-

that's how i felt too, about my boyfriend i didn't want to tell him how i felt because i felt like he needed time (he was going through a breakup) and i didnt want to spring it onto him like that

and about the 'she has a right to know' thing- you were good friends once you decided on something mutually no one has a right over your communicating your feelings to them

and look- the no strings attached thing. it's kinda a cliché but its not your fault, unless you saying it was going to be no strings was hurtful for her

but i'll come right to the point im trying to make:

if you feel like you should tell her, you should tell her like just. tell her everything you want to- no holds barred

the worst that could happen is she'd tell you she doesnt have feelings for you but What If what. if.

and there's no guaranteeing the future very realistically speaking, we have no idea what the time after a couple of years pass will look like if you dont tell her now, youre gonna regret it, no matter the outcome

think about it- really think about it, make a pros cons list if you want

and hey you'll be okay

#SJJSJSJSJJSJSJJSJ #whoever this is #i love you.#and you will be okay frfr #its not gonna be the end of anything #it might even #be the #STARTTTT OF SOMETHING NEWWWWWW #anyway. yes #story anon

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I know I'm pathetic - Pt 2

(Part 1) (Fic tag)

WC: ~450

Warnings for the entire story: NSFW, mdni, Buggy x GN!reader, not an established relationship, dubcon, auralism, masturbation, buggy is a fucking perv, slight degradation kink

Tag list: @rorywritesjunk @lostfirefly @ane5e

Title from Pathetic by blink-182

Buggy froze as your breathing broke into sounds that were undeniably dirty. The profanities you let slip were stretched into moans that he heard in both ears.

One of Buggy’s hands changed course and clasped over his own mouth. He wasn’t sure if it was due to shock or to keep himself quiet.

There were no other voices, no tell-tale creaking, or the sound of skin against skin. This was a very personal private moment. A moment just for you. He should walk away. He should leave and come back later.

A step back wasn’t enough. The thoughts started looping. He really should leave. This wasn’t something Buggy should be listening to. But unless he got his ear back, he would still be hearing it.

He didn’t want to eavesdrop. He didn’t want to hear this. To hear those sounds get louder and louder as you got closer. He didn’t want to hear you pleasure yourself. To hear you fuck yourself. That’s messed up.

But he actually didn’t want to leave.

There was a crack under the door that his ear could fit through, but its exact location was still a mystery. You might notice it moving and that was not something Buggy wanted to happen. He wouldn’t be able to explain away his red face or his boner. How could he look at you while his dick was leaking enough precum to stain his underwear?

Mimicking the hold on his mouth, Buggy’s other hand went to hold his erection. To hide it. To touch it. Just a little. To soothe it whenever it jumped in response to your voice.

Buggy huffed into his hand as he stroked himself through his pants. This didn’t mean anything. He was just trying to calm himself down. That’s all. He wasn’t masturbating outside your door. He wasn’t touching himself while secretly listening to you. He was just waiting until he could get his ear.

As hard as Buggy tried to make those thoughts louder than the noises running through his ears, it wasn’t enough. His hand shook as it muffled the grunts that escaped when he came in his pants. Cradling himself, Buggy hoped enough of the jizz would soak into his boxers, rather than drip down his leg and create a bigger mess.

Sometime during his climax, you must have found yours. Buggy would have felt regret for missing that moment if the post-nut clarity wasn’t reprimanding him for being a pathetic pervert. A shitty captain. A dumb fucking clown.

Buggy stood in the hallway for a few minutes, filled with disappointment and coated in sweat. Finally, he turned away and left. He planned to go back to his room, clean himself up, change clothes, and then come back for his ear when you were asleep.

#buggy smut #buggy x reader #buggy the clown x reader #buggy the clown #buggy x you #x reader #buggy op #opla buggy #one piece buggy #buggy the clown smut #one piece smut #hey-august i know i'm pathetic

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turtletaubwrites · 11 days

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TurtleTaub Fic Recs ~ Part 3

I think it's so fucking cool that we can hop onto this silly site, and swim around in all these amazing One Piece stories together. There's so much talent, creativity, and all around awesomeness in this community, and I'm so grateful that I get to enjoy it with you. Please check out these wonderful fics, and show the writers some love!! 🖤🖤🖤 | NSFW ~ 🔥| ANGST ~ 😭| FLUFF ~ 🥰| DARK CONTENT 🌑| | SERIES ~ 📚| HEADCANONS/DRABBLES/IMAGINES ~ ✍🏼| | Other Fic Rec Lists ~ | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 |

Ace

fading flames (😭✍🏼) ~ by @lowkeycasanova ~ Ace x Reader ~ I love this premise so much, and it's short but sweet (by sweet I mean ANGSTY painful ouchy!) It has a high likelihood of making you cry, and I love it 😭🖤

No time for playing games (🔥) ~ by @oxymorayuri ~ Ace x Reader ~ This so captures what a charming lil ass he can be. Reader (like me) can't help but swoon over this guy, and the end result is so satisfying 🥰🥵

Buggy

A Line from Me to You (🥰📚 + eventual 🔥) ~ by @hey-august ~ Buggy x afab!Reader ~ I adore this story! It's so cute, a secret book club with Buggy who wears reading glasses, and has FEELINGS. It's so sweet, and I can't wait for more!

Untitled (but bittersweet) (🔥😭✍🏼) ~ by @hey-august ~ Buggy x GN!Reader ~ Beautiful, hot, and painful, ooh it hurts! Ugh, this one really got to me, such good, smutty angst 🙏🏼🙏🏼

Crushing On The Captain (✍🏼) ~ by @soft-mafia ~ Halp, we've gotta make sure this sweet, pathetic clown knows that he's loveable!! 😭🤡 So stinkin' cute!

Crocodile

Cleaning Up (🔥) ~ by @discordantwritings ~ Crocodile x Fem!afab!Reader ~ This had me squealing 😭🥵 I loooove Crocodile in this. So fucking hot, and I need to live there now, please and thank you 🙏🏼

Law

Sweet Dreams (🔥) ~ by @strawheart-pirate ~ Law x afab!Reader ~ The best part of waking up is not Folger's in your cup. It's Law watching you have a sex dream, and making it come true 🥰🥵 This one'll be stuck in my brain for awhile

Imagine refusing to wear a boiler suit while travelling with Law… (✍🏼) ~ by @theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction ~ Law x Reader ~ Flustered Law is so fucking adorable, I wanna squeeze him 😠 This one is super cute and silly, and I love it

So Pretty (🔥🥰) ~ @maddddstuff ~ Law x afab!reader ~ soft law soft law SOFT LAW!!! This is so fucking sweet & hot. Warning: It might make you catch MORE feelings about this guy, ugh!! Had me twirling my hair, and spinning in my desk chair 😭

Multi and/or Character x Character

Take What You're Given (🔥🔥🔥) ~ by @indydonuts ~ Sanji x Straw Hats ~ Holy fucking smut 😳🥵🥵🥵 Insanely hot SMUTSMUTSMUT with Sanji, and the Straw Hats taking turns with him. Go have fun 😊

Somewhere Inbetween (🔥) ~ by @discordantwritings ~ Nami x gn!afab!reader x Robin ~ My absolute dream come true, holy shit. Seriously, it's like this was pulled from my lil desperate bisexual brain, and I will forever be grateful for this glorious smut with our perfect Straw Hat ladies 🥰🙏🏼

The Long Con (📚🥰😭 + eventual smut 🔥) ~ by @emptystove ~ Nami x Law ~ This series is so much fun! I binged the first 5 chapters in one sitting, and I'm loving the plot, and the way Law and Nami are written. I can't wait to get to more of the drama/action, and of course the smutty smut 🥰

Sanji

Cup of Coffee, and a Tall Glass of You (🥰 )~ by @decorativetrashbag ~ Sanji x Fem!Reader ~ Fluffy, adorable workplace crush 😍😍 I would be a mess if I had to work with this guy everyday, lol.

Entirely at your service (🔥🥰📚) ~ by @vespidphoenix ~ Sanji x Fem!Chubby!OC ~ This is so DECADENT! I adore Sanji and the OC's (Amy) banter, chemistry, and the lovely consent and extra sexy, sexy times. So good, I'm excited to see more of these two!

Through Shadow (🥰😭📚) ~ by @gingernut1314 ~ Sanji x Fem!Reader ~ I adore the reader's backstory and struggles, and Sanji is so fucking precious! Falling for the cook again 🥰

Smoker

Pet Name - Love (🔥✍🏼) ~ by @honeyshiddendesire ~ Smoker x Fem!Reader ~ Oof, this old man can get it. (Lol, just looked up his age, and the white hair deceived me. He's 34, only one year older than me pre timeskip 😅) But seriously, this is soo fucking hot 🥵🥵🥵 I've been avoiding Smoker fics because I knew I'd get obsessed, and this fic did it. I need him so bad 😭

Zoro

Forgive Me if I break You (📚😭🌑 + light 🔥) ~ by @shewrites02 ~ Zoro x Fem!Reader ~ This story is soooo goood!! I'm falling in love with Zoro all over again 😭💚 The reader's angst and struggles are written so beautifully, and I can't wait for the next chapter!!

Oi, you wanna die? (✍🏼) ~ by @zorosbeau33 ~Zoro x gn!Reader ~ I love the vibes! Gala setting, the Straw Hat's on a secret mission, and Zoro being absolutely obsessed with the reader 🥰💚

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ahalal-uralma · 2 years

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Hey, do you happen to know Tessa/mybloodiedvalentine? I saw some of your posts, and I too am having a problem with her. She hacked into my phone and computer in August 2021 and shared access with some of her mutuals, and they harassed me for months - happy to share who if you're interested. If you're her friend no problem, but I'm still trying to compile basic information (like last name and literally any other info) about her so I can file a police report. Any help would be appreciated, and if you don't want to or aren't able I fully understand. -Austin

Hello, Austin.

I am not her friend, but with that said I will need more tangible evidence regarding your situation before I feel safe to share any type of personal knowledge that could assist with filing a police report. Anything you can give me like proof of the phone hacking will be helpful.

I am not sure what posts of mine you have read or not, but I know they detail a lot of info about her already. They all pertain to details that she already makes accessible to the public through her own use of the platform.

I do not know you and do not have the nuance I need about your personal experience to share anything I’ve kept more private.

I have been studying your situation based on the specified timeframe you mentioned via post activity between both of you and her blogs. I do see the presence of harassment being put forth and my research has also landed me on some more information regarding another man who is being cyber bullied as well.

However, I want to make fully sure your claim is fully legitimate and not some fetish of an online predator pursuing another predator. I am of the thought process that “two wrongs do not make a right” regarding any circumstances.

Just because she is a criminal with me, doesn’t necessarily mean your experience is the same. I am not going to throw this girl into harms way just to feel justified. She is pathetic, but I am not about to behave on her level.

I believe 110% in her legal accountability, but I do not support anything else happening to her. If you can come forward with proof, then I will be willing to accommodate you the best I can with ensuring your safety and making sure no more of your privacy is being breached. Outside of that, please do not seek to involve me.

#ask #asks #answered

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recurring-polynya · 3 years

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Hi! I'm loving each update of a little in love now and then! I was wondering if you could write a Drabble about Hisana's pregnancy with Touma? Thanks for your hard work! :)

It was a bit of an adventure trying to sneak around Kuchiki Manor with a cup of shaved ice in each hand, but Rukia was very stealthy and danger was no object as far as her sister’s comfort was concerned. Also, even the more hidebound among the Kuchiki family staff seemed to have loosened up ever since the recent announcement that Lord Byakuya was expecting an Heir, sometime in the vicinity of his own birthday.

Late January seemed like an awful long way away in the sweltering August heat, though. Rukia finally located a very wilted Hisana, sitting on the little bridge that crossed the koi pond, looking like she was strongly contemplating dipping her toes in.

“I brought you something!” Rukia announced, waving a shaved ice. “My captain loves these when he’s feeling sick in the summertime.” Rukia wasn’t sure if shaved ice would have the same effect on a queasy stomach as a sore throat, but the doctor had said it was important for Hisana to drink as much possible, even if she couldn’t keep any food down. The sugar couldn’t hurt either, right? Neither Rukia nor Hisana did well in the heat. Rukia had always privately believed that Hisana could have become a shinigami if she hadn’t ruined her health in the Wilds, and that her ice-and-snow zanpakutou would be even more beautiful than Sode no Shirayuki.

Sode no Shirayuki was very fond of shaved ice.

“Why is it that color?” Hisana frowned deeply.

“I will have you know,” Rukia announced grandiosely, “that I made a special trip to the shaved ice stand near the Eleventh’s barracks. This is a special flavor that only they serve, in honor of the Eleventh’s Lieutenant. It’s called Bunny Melon Surprise. Kiyone told me it tastes like rainbows.”

Hisana’s eyes softened. “Thank you, Rukia. That was very brave of you. Don’t you usually take the long way home to avoid going near the Eleventh?”

Rukia shrugged. “I only do that to keep Brother happy. He thinks I’ll catch bad manners or something if I go too close to them. You had to go to tea at Aunt Azami’s today! That’s true bravery! You deserve the best!” Rukia held up her other shaved ice. “I did also get a lemon one, too, in case you were horrified by the Bunny Melon Surprise.”

“No, no!” Hisana made grabby hands at the cup. “Byakuya’s head would fall off if he saw me eating that. Give it here before he finds us!”

Rukia handed it over, and settled herself on the bridge next to Hisana, dangling her feet over the edge. “How horrid was she?” she asked after a minute.

“Today’s strategy,” Hisana announced, “was to pretend to be deliriously happy about the Heir and to gush about every Kuchiki family member she hopes the baby takes after.” She took a bite of shaved ice serenely. “How convenient that the Heir will be springing, fully formed from the ether, eh? Without a mother to contribute a single characteristic?”

“I would punch her,” Rukia declared.

“You absolutely would not, but I appreciate the sentiment,” Hisana replied. “It’s very easy to keep my cool around her, to be honest. She’s so obvious, it’s pathetic. Her nieces can titter at her little jokes about me all day, I don’t care. Whether this baby comes out a Byakuya-in-miniature or a feral little hobgoblin, I’ll still have made an Heir, and Azami can deal with it.” She took another bite of her shaved ice. “This is divine, by the way.”

Rukia pushed her own dessert around in its cup. “Hey, Hisana?”

“Hay is for horses, Rukia,” Hisana replied in her most pedantic Byakuya voice.

“Do you remember our parents at all?” Rukia asked, seriously. “Other people I know who died said they sometimes remembered little snatches of things. A face. A voice. I was just wondering… I mean, if your baby came out looking like our dad, how would we know?”

Hisana frowned. “That’s a good question. The strange thing is, I often feel like I can remember my life, but then, if I try to remember anything specific, it slips away.” She took a deep breath, and bit her lower lip. “I am pretty sure we lived near the sea. I remember watching the horizon for ships. I know that we had more siblings, in the same way I know that you’re my sister and not my cousin or my daughter. I remember that song about the magpie.” She shook her head. “That’s it.”

Rukia sat up a little straighter. The sea. She supposed she should be more excited about the sibling detail, but the idea of the sea struck some chord in her. She’d never seen a sea, and suddenly, she was desperate to.

“I think we might be able to figure it out, though,” Hisana mused. “I mean, now that I think about it, everything about the Kuchiki is pretty obvious, right?”

“What, like, the height and the nose?” Rukia asked.

“Exactly. This kid barely brushes five feet, we all know who’s responsible for that, right?”

“I’m sure there’s some good stuff about us, too,” Rukia screwed up her face.

“Oh, surely,” Hisana agreed. She thought for a moment. “It’s difficult because there are so many things we have in common. We’re all brilliant. Elegant. Refined taste. Talented in horticulture.”

“We all like spicy food,” Rukia pointed out.

“Very true!”

“Any poetic inclinations come from Byakuya, though.”

“He can have full credit for those,” Hisana agreed. “But if she’s a tree climber, that will be us.”

“Do you think Byakuya has ever climbed a tree in his life?” Rukia wondered.

“I don’t know!” Hisana exclaimed. “I’m sure he’ll never tell me. We’ll have to ask the servants.”

“Good luck with that,” Rukia muttered. Hisana was pretty talenting at wringing embarrassing Byakuya stories out of the staff, but they never told Rukia anything interesting.

“There are some blue-eyed Kuchiki,” Hisana pondered, “but if we get one with violet eyes, like yours, that would come from us, right?” She sighed wistfully. “Can you imagine a girl with the classic Kuchiki beauty, but your eyes?”

“Beauty is overrated,” Rukia decided. “I want her to be strong, like us.”

“Ah, that’ll just get credited to the Kuchiki, though,” Hisana wagged a finger. “There are some subtle differences, though, that I think only you and I will be able to see. Kuchiki are powerful and distinguished and proud, but us, we’re canny and tricksy and adaptable. Cockroach genes.”

“Everyone says my sword style is very distinguished!” Rukia replied defensively.

“That’s a trick you’re playing on them,” Hisana replied. “It looks like that, on the surface, because Byakuya taught you to fight. And he might be able to defeat you in a fair fight, but if I had to count on one of you to survive a death blow, crawl away, and live to fight another day, I think we both know that Byakuya would leave a very beautiful corpse.”

Rukia tried to shoot Hisana her iciest glare.

“I think the Kuchiki could benefit from a few cockroach genes, to be honest,” Hisana shrugged, ignoring her. “Would you feel better if I called it ‘flexibility’? ‘Adaptability?’”

“How do you know that’s inherited? Maybe it just came from living in Inuzuri.”

Hisana shook her head. “No. A lot of people go to Inuzuri. Very few of them come out, but we did. The scrappiness is the cause, not the effect.”

“We thrive on chaos,” Rukia said absently, thinking about something someone in Inuzuri had once told her about herself. That’s what she got for walking too close to the Eleventh. “And if we cannot find any, we make it ourselves.”

Hisana laughed, her bright, beautiful laugh. “I like that.” After a moment, her face turned a little serious. “Is that something Kaien said about you?”

Rukia startled. “Huh? No!”

“Oh. You looked a little sad.”

Rukia shook her head. “No, just a little nostalgic, I guess.” Rukia frowned. “There’s some things, you know, that families pass down. Stories. Traditions. Recipes.”

“The Kuchiki have no ancestral recipes,” Hisana replied. “I doubt a single Kuchiki has ever cooked a thing by themself.”

“And I understand that we lost that when we died,” Rukia continued, ignoring her. “But there are some things, too, that you get from your family, but not from your genes. Things you can take with you. Turns of phrase. Little habits. Values and virtues.”

“Mm-hmm,” Hisana agreed, not really seeing where this was going.

“I just… you got all that from our living family. I wish… I wish there was some of that in me, too.”

Ah.” Hisana took a big bite of her shaved ice and crunched it contemplatively. “So what? I forgot them and you never knew them. Who knows if they were even worth remembering? Not everyone is. We died. That part of what dying does, right, it wipes you clean? You’re supposed to be the expert on this, right, Fourth Seat Kuchiki?”

“Partly. Mostly. We keep a little on each trip through.”

“Right. If we didn’t lose most of it, we’d be so bound up in connections, that we wouldn’t have any room to make new ones.”

“I s’pose.”

“And maybe you don’t have any connections to a bunch of people I can only remember the barest edge of, but you do remember Kaien and Miyako. My baby won’t ever get to meet them, which means that you’re going to be the one who teaches them that thing you told me about hearts, right?”

“Uh, yeah,” Rukia agreed slowly.

“And who will be the one who brings my baby shaved ice when he has a sore throat, because her captain told her it makes him feel better?”

“Me,” Rukia replied defensively.

“And whose mannerisms and turns of phrase are they going to pick up? Who’s going to be the one who teaches them to climb up on the roof, or bet them how many shrimp they can fit in their mouth at once? Who is going to teach them that awful song about the farting tanuki? I certainly never heard that one in Inuzuri.”

The farting tanuki song was a Kosaburou original. It was originally written as a five-part harmony, but in a pinch, could be sung as a duet. Rukia was suddenly seized with the fear of it being lost to the sands of time forever. It seemed absolute sacrilege to entrust the part with the fart noises to the Heir to the noblest family in the Seireitei. After all, Rukongai had to keep a few of its own treasures. On the other hand, the Kuchiki were supposedly devoted to maintaining the history of Soul Society. She would just have to make sure her niece or nephew had just enough dirtbag in them to act as a respectful steward of such a work of oral tradition.

“I might carry more of our family,” Hisana said, “but I’ve never been good at making friends. You and Byakuya are the only ones I’m really close to. You’re different, Rukia. I know you don’t think you are, but people trust you. People trust parts of themselves to you. I’ve never worried about my child being too much Kuchiki because I’ve always known that you would be their aunt, one of the most important people in their life.”

Rukia’s eyes burned. She wanted to tell her sister to shut up, but forty years as a Kuchiki had taught her that wasn’t an appropriate way to express affection, even if it hadn’t quite burned the instinct out of her. “Thank you, Sister,” she replied in a tiny voice. “You know I will do my best.”

Hisana tapped her spoon on her nose. “I’m counting on it.”

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kikikiyoomi · 4 years

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Daichi X Reader One Shot

Smut X Angst

Too Late

All too late

Daichi X Reader *Angst X Smut* One-shot

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“But when will let go of her?" Sugawara asked.

"When I'm done with her." Daichi replied.

"Still, what do you really want from her?" Asahi asked.

"Nothing in particular. I just find her convenient to be with."

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August is such a bad month. It rains for hours and then the next, it's all hot and sunny. You are currently shopping in a supermarket near your house. You had to stock up foods so you don't have to go out when it's raining. Daichi's been living with you for a year. You act like you're lover but you aren't really tied to each other. He's saying he loves you but doesn't really want to be with you officially. As usual, you're always second guessing. You don't really know your place in his life but you kept going along with it because you really love him.

"Hey! I didn't know you'd be here." Sugawara approached you. He's Daichi's bestfriend.

"Well, I better buy some stocks now so I won't be bothered to go back and forth here." You replied. You're not really close with him. He's kind but his own kindness gives him an untrustworthy vibes. You just know that this person is dishonest.

"How's living with Daichi? Is he giving you a hard time?" He asked. You laughed. Look at how concerned he's acting. You never liked this guy.

"We're good. Uhm, I have to go now. Bye!" You cheerfully said. God, it was really awkward talking to him. Now that you're finally alone, you started shopping. A couple of hours passed by. For almost 2 hours, you've been squeezing yourself in the crown, lining up for discounted goods, carefully picking ingredients. It wasn't like this when you were all by yourself back then. You didn't care for the ingredients you'll buy, for the food you'll cook, because after all, it's all going to you and just you alone who's going to eat it. But now you have him, Daichi. You know very well that he's an athlete so you never forget to look after his health. He can't be sick.

"Ma'am, do you have a bag with you? We don't use plastics here anymore." The cashier lady said. Oh right, you bought too much. These foods would probably last for two months. Most of these are all healthy foods. Vegetables, oatmeal, bread, fruits. You don't even like some of these foods but Daichi told you to eat healthy foods so you won't get sick. You love him, of course it's just natural that you follow his words. It's always been like this. You're already used to it. You got into your car and loaded the trunk with groceries. You wondered. What would be the state of the house when you get home. As you were driving, you suddenly remembered how the two of you would act whenever you're at home. The way he touches you, his words, his warmth. Everything about him makes your heart beat faster.

"It's raining again huh?" You thought to yourself. You turned on the radio and your favorite song is playing.

"Cause I can't take this pain forever,

And you won't find no one that's better

'Cause I'm right for you.

I think I'm right for you, babe."

This song reminds you of him that's why it became your favorite. Yes, you can't find another one like him. He's perfect. He's right for you and you think you're also right for him. What else can you ask for? He's got everything a woman wants from a man.

"...See it in your eyes,

You hate that you want me.

Hate it when you cry.

It ain't workin' 'cause you're perfect.

...And I know that you're worth it

I can't walk away..."

Tears were falling on your cheeks as you sing along the lyrics. It's true. You hate yourself that you can't get away from him. You hate it when cry like this because it reminds you of how pathetic you became ever since you met him. You all know too well that he's too good for you. You know he is worth loving. He's worth everything you have. You can't walk away from him. Whatever he does, he can always make you go on your knees. Chasing after him, doing whatever he wants. He knows you're in his grasp but you're not complaining. You're fine whatever the situation is as long as you get to be with him. You are stupid for him.

"Even though we're going through it

And it makes you feel alone

Just know that I would die for you.

Baby I would die for you..."

Loving him feels like a void. He's there but you cannot reach him. You can never be with him. He's with you and he's also not with you. You're alone with your thoughts. With your feelings. Love, emptiness, foolishness, sadness. Can he even comprehend how strongly you feel for him?

You reached home and it's still raining. Daichi must haven't heard your car. You're soaked and you still have to carry these bags inside. God, you're arms are hurting. You're feeling cold and you're tired.

"Hey. Why didn't you tell you're home?" Daichi said. He's surprised.

"The rain was too loud. I didn't bother to call for you." You calmly said. You're hot. You get sick easily and when you get sick, it takes a couple of days before you get better.

"You're wet. Get changed and I'll cook something to warm you up." He replied as he kissed your cheek.

"Oh and don't mind these, I'll put them in the pantry for you." He followed.

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You are in the middle of taking a shower when you felt a pair of arms in your back. He wrapped his arms around your waist as he leveled the shower to his head. He buried his face between your neck as him hands groped your breasts.

"I thought you were at the pantry..." you whispered. Water's dripping on your naked bodies. Amidst the warm water, you can feel his warmth more.

"Yeah. I thought it would be more fun if I join you here." He mumbled. His lips were on your neck. He was kissing it. He was living hickeys. It feels good. You feel good. He's good at this.

"Aren't you hungry yet?" You asked between your moans. His left hand went in your pussy. His ring finger and index finger opened your folds as his middle finger is rubbing your clit. His right was at your breast, fondling it. As seconds pass, his fingers and hands were going fast. You squeezed your legs together as you squirted. You are wet. You are too wet. His cock is placed in between your thighs. Below your pussy. He's thrusting in there teasingly.

"Daichi... please..." you pleaded him. You can't take it anymore. You want him. You need him to fill you. You want him to fuck you.

"Princess..." he slid his dick inside you as his middle finger is still rubbing your clit. He's fucking you. Hard. Fast. Deep. He's hitting your spot. His hand firmly groped your breast. His teeth was on your neck, biting you. You were both moaning. As water drips off your bodies, you both reached your climax. He came inside you. You are filled with his semen. You feel hot. You are burning hot.

"That was great." He whispered in your hear as he kissed your cheek. He washed your body along with his. He carried you in a bridal style and put you to bed.

"Lay there for a while I put on clothes. I'll dress you after. Rest for a bit." He said as he went to the closet.

Sex again huh? During sex is the only time he's expressive to me. During sex is the only time he's gentle at me. It's been like this. It's always like this. We're not even together yet he do whatever he wants with my body. I can't refuse. I don't want to refuse. This is the only thing that connects us.

"I'm done changing you. Go to bed and rest. I'll follow later." He said then he went out of the room.

"When will you ever take me seriously?" You asked and then closed your eyes. You have to sleep. You need to feel better.

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Two weeks passed and everything is still the same for Daichi. For Daichi. You been feeling off since last week. Daichi is out today for practice. You decided to visit the team at their practice today. You bought snacks for them. You got in your car and drove off to the gym.

"I'll never forget you

You'll always be by my side

From the day that I met you

I knew that I would love you 'til the day I die..."

This song has been stuck to your mind since last week. Ever since then, you've been having morning sickness. You always feel nauseous and your taste in food seemed to differ.

"Doing it, loving it.

Everything that we do.

And all along, I knew I had something special with you

But sometimes you just gotta know that these things fall through...

But I'm still tired and I can't hide my connection with you..."

You sang along the lyrics. You were feeling yourself. You were enjoying the whole ride. You were happy. You were... until you reached the gym. Hinata and Yamaguchi greeted you.

"Here's some snack guys. I'll go greet Daichi." You told them.

"Oh right. He was with Asahi-san and Sugawara-san. They're at the back of the gym." Yamaguchi replied. You nodded and went off.

You heard a conversation. It was them. You hid behind the post and listened.

“But when will let go of her?" Sugawara asked.

"When I'm done with her." Daichi replied.

"Still, what do you really want from her?" Asahi asked.

"Nothing in particular. I just find her convenient to be with." Daichi replied.

"But what if you get her pregnant? You always do that with her. There's a chance that it might happen." Asahi said.

"It won't happen. He'll leave her before that happens. You know he's not serious with her. It's just nice fir him having someone like her around." Sugawara said.

You bitterly smiled and left. It's not surprising that they would say something like that. You knew this would happen. But the thing is you might be pregnant. There's a possibility. He never once came inside you. Last week was the first time it happened. A tear fell on your cheek but you wiped it out fast. Your heart is beating fast. You got inside your car and rushed to the pharmacy.

You got home and tested the pregnancy kit. You bought three for assurance. You heaved a deep sigh. You followed the instructions and waited for the results. You took all three at the same time in case there's an error.

2 minutes.

This has been the longest two minutes of your life.

You closed your eyes. Are you prepared for the result?

You stared at the kits for a very long time.

Positive.

You are pregnant with his child.

"I am pregnant." You bitterly smiled. How you badly this was just a dream. He shouldn't know about this. You'll just leave. For a while, while your hasn't been that obvious, you'll try to keep living like the usual. You won't hide the baby. You just won't make it obvious. It's not like he's paying any attention to you either. You caressed your tummy and smiled. Even if you have to raise them by yourself, you'll do it. He will never take responsibility for this. You'll only let him know when you're ready to leave.

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5 months passed and Daichi started coming home less and less. As much as it bothers you, it's quite good enough that you are not having a hard time taking care of the baby. Today is the day of your check up. You dressed lightly and went to the ob-gyn clinic. You made a reservation so it should be hassle-less for you.

You nervously smiled. Today is the day you'll know your baby's gender. You've been waiting for this day.

"You're having twins. A boy and a girl." The gynecologist said.

"Wait what? I thought I only have on inside me. How come I'm having twins?" You asked. You're confused. Happy. Surprised. You are two children. But how? How did it happen?

"Check ups before the fifth month are not usually accurate. The gynecologist answered.

You thanked her and left. You can't wait to get home and rest. Daichi's out there somewhere doing unspeakable things. You can't afford to care about him anymore. Your children are more important than him.

You got home. The door was open. Were you robbed? Did someone break in? You were about to call the police when you heard loud noises. Clothes were all over the floor and the door towards bedroom is open. Daichi is home. Home with another women. With another woman in your bed. In your bed where the both of you shared your intimate times. The only place in the house where connection exists between the both of you. You stood there. Surprised. Tears falling off your cheeks. You thought you don't care about him anymore but it turns out you still do. You love him. You still love him. You missed him. You missed so damn much. They saw you. Daichi saw your pitiful state. Your baby bump. Your sonogram. Adrenaline rushed in your body. You ran. You grabbed your things and immediately left. Thank God you've been slowly packing your things. It came handy. You went to your other home. He doesn't know about this place. He would never know about this place.

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Daichi immediately stood up and get dressed. The woman slapped him and left. He was stunned.

He saw you. Pregnant. Crying. He's been staring at the same place he saw you for a couple if minutes. It was then that he realized you left something behind. Your sonogram. The proof that you're pregnant and with his children.

He stared at the photo. He couldn't believe it. He saw you with his own two eyes. You really are pregnant. He sighed as he brushed his fingers across his hair.

"I guess it's time to finally leave her. This can't be mine. I'm sure as hell that while I was away, he's meeting with other guys and they eventually got her pregnant." He said. He's convinced that the child you're bearing aren't his.

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4 months passed and you finally gave birth. You endured everything alone. From giving birth, to raising them. They're still young and you still have a long way to go. They're still infants and it's already stressful enough for you.

You are watching Karasuno's match against Nekoma. He still looks good. He got even more handsome.

"I miss you..." you whispered as you watch from afar.

"I love you..." you mumbled and bitterly smiled.

A couple of sets passed and the final victor was announced. It was Karasuno huh? You knew they would win. Ever since then, you're always rooting for them. You stared at him from afar. It's time for them to head back. An unknown woman greeted Daichi. He hugged her and held her back. You smiled. Just like you, she's also pregnant. But the difference this time is he took responsibility for it. Unlike you, he loves this woman.

"How I wish I have the courage to tell you the truth. To tell you how much I love you and how does your little boy resembles your face that much. How I wish I was the girl you're holding. Goodbye, Daichi. I love you. Always." You said while staring at him leave.

Just like that, you also left the stadium.

You were about to cross the road when a car almost hit you. Good thing a random person stood up in front of you and used himself as a shield.

"Did you and your babies get hurt?" The stranger asked.

"No, Sir. Thank You very much." You replied.

The car owner got out of the car and offered to drive you home safely. You smiled and took his offer. This is it. This is the last time you'll see him. Them. The Karasuno. Today is day of your flight. You are leaving for good. You took a one last glance at them. They were there when you almost got hit. They're far from you but nonetheless shocked from that they witnessed. They also saw your babies but couldn't afford to say anything. You smiled and looked ahead.

"Goodbye." You whispered and left.

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"Were you surprised? Your wife and your children almost got hit and yet you just stood there and did nothing?" Bokuto said.

"We heard something we didn't mean to hear." Akaashi said.

Akaashi played the recorded voice of yours.

Daichi was silent. Everyone from Karasuno was silent. They were shocked.

"The woman whom you thought you got pregnant was cheating on you. She worked at a bar before she met you and coincidentally got pregnant the same time you guys were going out. She's my neighbor. Also, we've been seeing your wife at the hospital whenever we go there for our monthly physical check up. If you think she cheated on you, she never did. I hope it's not too late for you to fix things" Akaashi said.

Silence reigned as they all went home. Happy and Shocked. Happy because they won, of course. Shocked because they didn't anticipate what happened.

Daichi went home. Feeling lost and empty. His once happy house full of her laughters and love is now cold and empty. He went to the bedroom and stared at their picture. She put their photo first photo together on a frame and insisted to keep it up. There was a note underneath it.

"If you ever miss me, don't come looking for me. I'm somewhere far from you. Starting a new life together with my children. I know you love her and how happy you are to have her. I wish I was her instead. Thank you for everything, Daichi.

His eyes were filled with tears.

Too late.

All too late.

He will never see her again.

He will never see his children again.

He hurt the woman who loves him.

He fucked up.

Too late. All too late.

He hugged the picture and went to sleep crying. If only he did things differently, she would never leave him.

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matildasdoingwhat · 3 years

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wattpad link : https://www.wattpad.com/830032417-strange-family-values-chapter-3-the-fairy-eater

The Strange Family Values Chapter 3 The Fairy Eater

Artist name: Matilda Sparrow

Disclaimer: This Chapter is an FF for the world of Hp. It is like an extension. you'll find out why in the later stories. but the stories and characters so far are mine.

I love the HP stories so much I just wanted to live it through at least one chapter,

I love Hp so hard, and I am in no way near the level of greatness obviously, but when we love stuff so much we want to be part of it as well. I hope you like this FF.

Norway, Bergen, Mystik Kyster, August, Present Day.

Scene 1

It was a beautiful cloudy day, the trees were bowing and some of the vines were trying to drink the water from a tiny stream as it quietly made its murmur in the forest. It was one of those days where you can feel the coolness of the air in your skin and a day where you can also hear the rustling foliage as the wind passed by.

We see a girl's feet entering the forest.

Next, we see a little bear with patches, being held by the little girl.

Then, we see a woman's feet join the little girl.

It holds her hand.

The woman's dress was peachy cream and sheer it had a few flowers, leaves, moss, and vines as if she rolled around them and it got stuck there for good.

They both skip happily and their laughter rings as they go further and further away... deeper into the forest.

Scene 2

Four children were running in the forest.

They were swift and seemed to defy time.

Lupus jumped over a tree branch and seemed to lead. Matilda sucked her teeth out of irritation. She noticed Lupus wanting to transform, His pupils pitch black and the veins around his eyes are becoming darker.

"No cheating Lupus!" Matilda exclaimed.

She tried to outrun him, but Lupus was quick and dashed using all four of his arms and legs. They reached a hill and continued to outpace each other. The twins followed and they hastened as fast as they could until they reached the edge of the cliff, It was steep and Lupus charging at an unbelievable pace, almost fell, but Matilda caught him, spreading her regal magnificent black wings.

"Good Catch D." Lupus said.

"What?" Matilda was confused.

"D for Death. Coz you look so dead..." He snickered then ordered, "Can you put me down now?"

Matilda looked at him mischievously and replied "Down there?" referring to the precipitous space between the cliff and the rocky shores below.

"If I was Death, I wonder what would happen if I let go of you."

"You dare?," Lupus paused then continued. "Meh. I'll live." Lupus sneered proudly.

Then she let him go.

"shiiiiiiiiiit!!!!". He screamed as he slowly fell but Matilda dove quickly and caught him on his sleeve.

And then she laughed at him mockingly. It was a fruity laugh, She was completely elated.

Lupus scowled and was angry. "You're dead Matilda!"

He tried to hit her on the head, but she evaded and kept laughing.

Then she threw him off the hill.

Lupus sneered at her while he cleaned himself off.

small little laughter was also heard in the background, The twins were cackling.

Scene 3

Earlier.

Mr. Strange was lounging in his luxurious wine bathrobe, it had accents of gold and his soft hair was flowing freely as the wind kissed it, he looked like he smelled really good, even though he just woke up. He was holding a book titled, "How to catch a prey" while he had a scrutinizing look on his face and murmured, "pfff...stupid." referring to the book, but continued to read it anyway, after which he changed his attention to Caedmon and Waldron, he smiled then coyly asked the babies. "Did you guys enjoy your first meal last time?"

Mr. Strange was a serious man, but when it comes to the twins he is not shy to show his affections.

The family was all sitting in the dining room, having their breakfast. It was a cloudy morning, It was always cloudy lately, Morgana made it so. The adults were having steak. Raw steak for Sullivan of course and Mr. Strange was the only one having coffee with blood, or blood with coffee. or blood with rum or vodka. I'm not so sure. while the kids enjoyed bacon pancakes, sausages, and sweet honey syrup.

"Yes, Poppa!" said Caedmon

"When will we eat human again?" says Waldron

"Aw did you enjoy it that much Waldron?" asked Mrs. Strange.

"Yes, it made me stronger lately, see." Waldron showed off his muscles by making a strong man pose.

"Me too!" Caedmon excitingly shared and showed a strong man pose as well.

"Ahhh, let me check!?" Mr. Strange playfully replied, then he carried the babies using both his hands while pretending to fall because of how heavy they were. "Oh my goodness! you're so heavy! agh! you guys are so strong!"

The twins giggled as they squeezed Mr. Strange's face.

Scene 4

Later that afternoon.

"What are you guys wearing?" Matilda referred to what Caedmon and Waldron have decided to put on their heads.

"We found it there..." Caedmon pointing at the forest.

"Hmmm." Lupus sniffed. "I smell blood."

Lupus looked at Matilda, "It's tainted."

Matilda surprised, "Did you guys eat someone?" she suspiciously asked.

"No... not without Mums and fathers permission," defended Waldron.

"Let's throw these things away..." Matilda hurriedly threw it off the cliff.

"Hey?!" Caedmon said.

"Those are tainted Caedmon, someone died in them, be careful next time okay?"

"Ok.." the twins replied conjoinedly.

"Did you eat someone Lupus?" she asked.

"No... maybe mum or father did, let's ask

Lupus got out a small smartphone and texted.

Lupus: Mum did you guys eat some kid in the forest?

Scene 5

At home:

"Sullivan, have you eaten someone recently?"

"No, Madame. I actually have lots of stocks in my home fridge. Mostly Deer brains Ma'am, nothing tainted. Not without telling."

Mr. Strange looked up from what he was reading and looked at his wife.

"Lupus is asking me if we ate some people, did you eat someone?" Morgana asked Mr. Strange.

"Not here, outside of Bergen, somewhere in Trondheim, but not in this town." Replied Mr. Strange

"Agh, that is why I told you to pick somewhere where there are not too many people..." Morgana complained.

"Well, our house is isolated." Mr. Strange defended.

"But there are too many people in Bergen, too much trouble. we should've just moved to Iceland." Morgana confided.

"Ah, but what will we eat there? there are already too many magical creatures there. We cannot eat them that would be like cannibalism, There is even that school for wizards there. If they find out we ate people, they would probably hunt us."

"We don't know that. I heard their laws are much looser compared to the ones in that American wizarding school." Morgana defended.

"You are not thinking of making our children study there?" Mr. Strange ranted.

"Well just a thought, maybe for a change?" Morgana asked.

"No! Morgana, we have talked about this." Mr. Strange had a firm and concerned tone. "It is too dangerous, we shall not be bounded by their laws. We come from bloodlines of Gods and dragons, Amongst many other things. I refuse for my children to be exploited and experimented by other Lowly pathetic creatures."

"Hush now, Mortimer Strange, then we shan't. No need to be aggravated. Besides, I prefer that British wizarding school." Morgana jested lightly.

"Morgana!" Mr. Strange jeered impatiently.

"Just kidding love, why too serious?." Morgana smiling coyly at her husband, touching his arm, calming him with a spell.

"I apologize for raising my tone. but you know how I feel about these things." Mr. Strange starting to calm down.

"It's quite ok love. I actually find it quite adoring, rawr." Mrs. Strange flirting and making a cat paw.

"Oooh well, in that case, Mon Cherie. Let me ravage you violently, *roar*" Mr. Strange making lion noises to please her wife. No, not those lion noises that people make, its literally real lion noises like a hungry beast. The Savageness pleased Morgana so. Then she took her wife in his arms and nuzzled her neck.

Morgana giggled then Motioned Mr. Strange to wait."Oooh, hold that thought."

"Hmmm, better text them." Morgana raised her phone.

"Tell them to stay away from the place where someone was eaten." Mr. Strange implicated in a concerned tone, looking up from Morganas Neck.

"Mmm, kay," said Morgana and proceeded to text.

Morgana: Lupus, no we haven't eaten anyone. Also, your Father strictly said not to go to where the human was eaten.

Lupus: k. Mum.

Then Morgana smiled at Mr. Strange. "You were saying?"

"Ah yes!" Mr. Strange giggled and agreed, then continued to ravage her wife.

Scene 6

In the forest:

"Mum said not to go to where those children got eaten?" Lupus informed everyone.

"Not now, maybe tomorrow. If it ate now. It won't eat again. until tomorrow. " Matilda paused then continued "Depending on what it is. "

"It can eat tomorrow or maybe next week." Lupus added.

They started walking home on an unbeaten path through the forest, Matilda and Lupus had a small conversation while the twins played while following them.

"The 2nd blood moon is pretty near. If it's going to eat it's going to be soon. I know coz I've been growing strong recently." Lupus announced.

"Oh, thats why you're being bitchy lately." Matilda ripped, then the twins giggled.

"Hahaha Omged, I'm Manyilda I'm so funny!" then continued "And if you must know I am not bitchy but angry the sun rose at four am today, It wakes me up too early and I can only run around for a few hours at night

and then its morning already."

"Yes, us too." the twins eerily replied.

" Ugh you don't have to tell me about it," Matilda replied.

"But don't worry babies, come fall it will be pretty normal, I'm guessing, we just moved here so I don't know, but in winter I read that there will be darkness, its called the winter darkness..." Matilda informed them.

The twins and Lupus eyes widened.

"That means, the sun doesn't come up at all in the middle of winter" Matilda explained.

"ooooooohhhhhhhhhhh" The twins and Lupus replied.

"By the way don't forget to tell Mum about the 2nd blood moon, you lose control on that day, you have to be chained up, like a dog." Matilda quipped. "Remember the last time?, hahaha, You ate the neighbor, your friends family, hahaha" Matilda laughed heartily unable to control it, while she spoke.

The twins giggled with her like an echo.

Lupus sneered at Matilda.

"I'm not the only one you know, Father goes crazy on that day, and who knows maybe you will go crazy too."

"Not yet, I'm still partly human. It's disgusting. but I'm not looking forward to my first death either.

"You know what I am looking forward to?" Matilda mischievously voiced.

"Ha!" they both gasped. They remembered something.

"The blood harvest!." they spoke together.

"As much as I don't like, mingling, I'm looking forward to the sacrifice, plus the light of the moon will make us stronger, and... it's finally the day that I will ask our uncles to give us their blood."

"I don't think they'll give us their blood yet Matilda.? I don't think they will give you their blood ever." Lupus stating that what she said was ridiculous.

The twins were now confused."What's a blood harvest.?"

The kids reached their house.

"It is what it says it is Waldron. We will harvest blood and bask in the light of the moon so we can grow stronger." Answered their Mother as they arrive on the porch of their house.

"Aaaah" the twins replied together.

"Also there's a ball, with lots of Vampires, Witches, and otherworldly creatures."

"Aaaaaaaaah. party!" the twins eerily said together.

Scene 7

"Augustus..."

A woman with curly red hair, in her mid-thirties, wearing a grey plaid dress was looking for her child.

"Augustus?!" the sound of her voice rang loudly in the air as she called out to him, we zoom out of her house and zoom in to where Augustus is, he was eating berries in the forest. He was fat, and plump, with red hair, he had freckles on his face and his cheeks and his mouth were covered with blue and red juice, from the berries that he was engulfing.

He ate and enjoyed what he was eating and he put some of it on his shirt pocket and he wiped some of the juice on his pants and shirt, it was messy, but he kept chewing full and delightfully enjoying the berries, then he looked up, a woman was looking down on him, It was the woman with the flower dress.

The boy smiled an awkward smile, and the woman reached out her hand.

Scene 8

WTFS station.

A woman was looking at her reflection in a vanity Mirror.

Pulling the skin on her face, to see her younger self, hoping her wrinkles would vanish.

She walks into a booth to go to use the toilet.

Two women and a child entered the powder room, A woman with wild red hair, named Melena wore a simple gray dress and talked to a woman with short blonde hair and bangs named Lise, she was wearing a sheer black lingerie top, a short black skirt and high heels.

"Ugh can you believe how she treated us yesterday, I said hi and she didn't even notice me. She's too proud". Melena ranted.

"I know right". The woman with the blonde hair fiddled with her makeup, placing lipstick on her lips, and checked how she looked like in the mirror, then responded, "She still thinks she's all that but she's spent, that's what old age gets you."

"How long has she been an actress?" the red-haired woman asked.

"I don't know for a long time I guess."

"Her skin is wonderful though I'll give her that." The woman with the red hair confessed.

"Pff," The woman with a blonde hair objected. "That's science for you...but pretty soon you know, all that sciencey stuff will stop working and inevitably they will end up looking weird."

"Ah, you're too harsh Lise."

"And you are too nice, Melena."

Lise bobs her head from side to side as a sign of disapproval. "Myrka

Drummond does not deserve your kindness, she has been nothing but been rude to us, she is just a passed off diva."

The woman in the bathroom booth fumed, her left eye squinted every so slightly, It was Myrka Drummond.

She looked out secretly and stopped herself from arguing with these women, and told herself that she had class and was not beneath these pitiful creatures.

"Trine lets go." Lise motioned to a child that she is with.

Scene 9

"Please, he has been gone for more than a whole day. I have a bad feeling about it."

"Maam, are you sure he's not just playing at his friend's house."

"Noh, Augustus doesn't have lots of friends, he goes to the forests and collects berries and comes home dirty, at exactly four, five or six give or take, that is his routine, and he has not come back yet for a few hours now."

Detective Alexander sits on his desk and overhears a red-haired woman complaining to his colleague. They were in the Police station, with pale white lights and white walls with accents of gray. There were also simple tables and chairs. It was a depressing small office, with people all busy with their office job, slaving away like zombies, some walking here and there to get coffee or to go in or to go out to do their duties, its where time slowly passed and nobody seemed to care.

"Hello Ma'am, My name is Detective James Alexander, and you are Miss?"

"Mrs. Melena Hansen."

"What's happening here?" Detective Alexander looked at Melena and the officer interviewing her.

"Mrs. Hansen said her child has been missing for a few hours now."

Melena worried, interjected "He has been missing for hours! Augustus has a routine, he always comes back, at this hour!."

While the woman was talking, the chief came out of his office.

"Alexander, Sandvik, Aadberg..." The chief called three names, "Christiansen called in a Homicide in the Myrkviðr forest, in Mystik Kyster. Go now Chop chop..."

The chief had a grey suit on and had grey hair and had a friendly face but even though it was friendly, he looked tired as if he had gone through a lot through the years.

The detective looked at the woman, and the woman covered her mouth, upset, and was about to cry.

"Where did you say you live Ma'am."

"In Mystik Kyster." The woman started to tear up.

"Ma'am there's no reason to be upset, wait here. "

Alexander shortly entered the chief's office, "Chief did Christiansen happen to give a profile, of the victim? "

"Yes, It's ah, very unfortunate, it was a young girl. aged about four to six. Go there now Alexander, let's catch this sonno' of a bitch."

Detective Alexander went back to the lady, who was much calmer because of the information, "Ma'am this is officer Bohle.." Detective Alexander referring to the middle-aged man, with thinning yellow hair, pale skin and had a white uniform and blue vest on, sitting at the desk.

"He will help you." He reassured the woman.

"Bohle check out the Madames area," Alexander asked Bohle.

"Sandvik, Aadberg, let's go..." Detective Alexander motioned to his colleagues, and they left the station.

Scene 10

A big wooden door was left open, sun shone inside the wooden house, the cool wind crept inside which can be felt on the wooden floor, it was a big cabin, the smell of flowers and the thick forest with different color of greens in the surrounding emanated the house, Nissa was playing with her doll, she was wearing a turquoise tutu skirt and a matching shirt, she saw something outside, was it a firefly? she asked herself. She went outside, there was laughter.

Then she saw it just above their pool.

Its eyes blinked.

what was it?. It looked like a flower with eyes. It was a pixie.

It had a long body but no smaller or bigger than a flower. It's olive arms and legs seemed like flower stems.

It had a long slim lithesome body and fingers. It smiled at her, It had scary pointy teeth but its face was friendly, it had cute black orb-like eyes and its head was purple and white that looked like petals and it had wings,

It beckoned Nissa to come.

Nissa looked back at their house and it flew around her and then she motioned for Nissa again, inviting her as if to play.

It went inside the thick forest and Nissa followed It.

Scene 11

"Nissa!!!"

Kalen screamed and called out to his sister. Kalen was looking for his sister.

He had noticed something strange, normally there would be the noise of a girl jumping up and down, running around and making cute noises, but while he was playing his pocket game after a while he had noticed it was incredibly quiet in their house.

"Nissa!" he called once more.

she saw Nissa's doll on the floor near the pool.

"Where did she go.?" He asked himself with a confused look on his face.

Scene 12

Detective Alexander looked at the scene with disgust and a heavy heart. He kept silent and was pensive, he asked himself who would do such a monstrous act.

CSI units Aadberg and Saandvik collected physical evidence from the site, He saw the body being covered while Police Officer Christiansen was explaining the situation to the Detective.

Medical examiners and forensic units were already in the area as well.

"She's abot four or six, a female child, poor kid. she didn't deserve this, her guts were all out. What kind of Monster has done this, I heard this done in the city a few weeks ago. do you reckon it would be a bear?" Christiansen asked but was not hoping for a reply.

"I dunno but this gives me the hibbee jibees," Aadberg replied.

Detective Alexander started to look around while Officer Christiansen was talking then he noticed something out of the bushes.

It was a brown object with patches, It had blood on it.

he wore his gloves and picked it up and murmured.

"Gotcha!."

"Aadberg send this to forensics."

Scene 13

Philomena Opened the door, It was Detective Alexander.

"Hello, Detective. How may I help you?"

"We just wanted to ask. If you've seen any fat boy roaming around or if your nephews maybe know him..." The Detective inquired.

"Not that I know off, wait lemme call them," Philomena replied.

"Matilda! Lupus!, Detective Alexander is here to ask some questions, can you guys come for a second, like normal people coz were normal."

The detective had a confused look on his face.

"Coming!" Lupus can be heard from afar.

Lupus and Matilda appeared slowly behind Philomena.

"Hey, wazzup?!" Lupus greeted Detective Alexander.

While Matilda just stared blankly.

"Hey, what's up buddy.?" Detective Alexander greeted them and made a fist bump to Lupus to make the mood lighter. which Lupus gladly accepted and then pretended it exploded afterward.

Matilda rolled her eyes and moved her head from side to side as a sign of disapproval.

Detective Alexander was easily entertained and smirked but continued "I was wondering if you know this boy," The detective showed a picture of the boy.

"His name is Augustus Hansen, He's been missing. He..." He stopped himself because he did not want to scare the kids.

"No, we don't know him," Matilda replied.

"No, bruh, we haven't seen him." Lupus remarked.

"C'mon Lupus..." Matilda motioned to Lupus because they were going out. Today was the day that they were going to look for the murderer.

"Aaah I wouldn't do that If I were you..." Detective Alexander warned, "I'd like to warn you guys, as well," The Detective now averting his eyes to Philomena, "There has been m-u-r-d-e-r in the area, it was unfortunate but some creep has been kidnapping kids in the area.

"We can spell you know." Matilda scrunching her face as she was slightly insulted. "ugh."

"Uhm.. yah, so it's best if you make your niece and nephew stay home. Uhm. Ms.?" The Detective was unsure of what to call her even though the Detective knew her name. Philomena took her glasses off for a second to wipe it with her shirt and For the first time The Detective saw her up close in broad daylight, and he noticed how beautiful she was, her skin was so soft and her lips so plump and pink, her eyes were big and blue, and her cheeks were blushing pink, its almost as if she came out of a painting, her hair was unruly but even this looked beautiful to him, she was enchanting, he never noticed this because of her shabby clothes and huge glasses. He was overwhelmed a bit, Then when she wore the glasses again, he realized he was staring. when he brought himself back together, he started to say his goodbyes.

"Mena..." She looked at the picture and said "I will try to remember his face and well let you know if anything comes up" then finally smiled.

The detective started to think to himself. "Shit. You have to go."

"Well thank you for your time Ms. and nice seeing you again." he handed out his hand for a handshake.

"It was nice seeing you too, Detect..."

She held his hands, then stopped, a vision came, one that she didn't expect to see, something that made her blush which made her pull her hand away from the detective.

It made her google-eyed, and she laughed incoherently and then started to talk nervously.

"Ahah sorry, vertigo.." She reasoned

"Are you okay?" the Detective asked out of concern.

"Yes, yes, yes I just get vertigo sometimes." There was a silent stare that seemed like forever and Matilda stared at Lupus mischievously and he snickered quietly...

"Let's go" he motioned to Matilda, as they quietly tiptoed away...

but their Aunt noticed. "Ah Matilda, Lupus... come inside.!"

"Uuh, Noooooooh?!" Matilda sarcastically replied, then Matilda and Lupus ran.

"We won't go, Far Mena!" Lupus assured her aunt as they ran away.

"Uh, I'm not sure thats a good idea.? " Detective Alexander asked Philomena.

"Do you want me to come after them.?"

"Uh, no! no! it's okay, I'm sure they'll be fine. I'll just run after them." Mena replied knowing full well that they can handle themselves.

The Detective felt a little nervous because he didn't want another dead body, but he thought he was just being paranoid, so he just said." Just look for them ok? the situations sorta serious..."

"Sure... sure..." Philomena reassured.

Then the Detective made his way to his car.

and murmured "Get your shit together Alexander. " while entering his car.

Scene 14

"Start sniffing dog." Matilda mocked her brother playfully.

he glowered at her for a few seconds but continued to do it anyway. He started to smell the air then,

"This way.." Lupus Motioned.

It was mid-afternoon and they ran and ran until they ran deep into the forest, the color of the trees was warm, Some of the trees were so old that their trunks were so wide, most of the trees and rocks were even covered with moss, some trees were like skyscrapers of the glade, high, mighty and proud, and some were young and looked friendly, and the leaves rustled as the wind danced around them. You could barely see the sky because of the shady glades and leafy canopies. They could hear singing jays, scampering hares, and scurrying squirrels. There were mushrooms of different colors growing on some of the tree trunks, some were vegetating on the ground, there were different berries in the bushes and the grass floor was almost covered with brown, green and red leaves and you can see nuts scattered here and there. It smelled of green grass and leaves, the peace of the forest was soothing and comforting. The twigs crunched under their feet as they walked and then they heard someone.

"Nissa!"

"Nissa! Where are you?!"

It was Kalen Maurelle.

"Psst," Matilda called him.

Kalen Maurelle was surprised, a shot of arrow flew past Matilda's face directly puncturing a tree.

"Woah!" Lupus grinning wildly. " Nice shot bruh!"

Matilda glowered at his brother and then to Kalen.

"Wtf was that man.?" Matilda

"Sorry, I was startled..." Kalen replied.

"Pfff, Oh please you wanted to show off..." Matilda exclaimed.

"No..." He soundly confessed, then followed with..." well, yes, actually I was." then half smiled.

"What are you doing here?" Kalen asked.

"Prolly the same as you, were you looking for your sister, we heard you call her name out?" Lupus inquired.

"Yeah, mum, and dad are in the hospital, and I'm in charge of Nissa. and she's been missing since this afternoon"

"Do you have some clothes of her.?" Matilda asked.

"Well no, it's in the house. but I do have this?" Kalen showed Nissa's doll then Kalen handed the doll to them.

Matilda and Lupus looked at each other for a few seconds.

can you turn around please? Lupus asked.

Matilda could've easily stopped time but they already realized Kalen was also magical so she didn't bother.

"Why?" Kalen replied in confusion.

"Never mind." Lupus smelled the doll.

Kalen laughed, "What are you guys, some sort of dogs?."

"None of your business actually, " paused and continued "But he is." Matilda referring to Lupus.

"This way," Lupus said as Matilda and Lupus walked further ahead of him.

Kalen laughed and thought it was a joke.

Then slowly came to a realization the way little red riding hood had found out about the wolf, as he watched the children in front of him, It's as if he came to see them clearly for the first time. Everything about them was off. They just evaded an arrow that almost no one would normally miss, Their black clothes and ashy white skin. Their super dark hair was in contrast to the trees. They did not look normal at all. He had his hunch before but the warmth of the forest compared to their skin was like a revelation, There was a faint whisper of "careful. careful. careful." as

if the trees were talking and whispering something to him.

"Wait... you're the family of hybrids* the Huldufólk* and Maskas* have been murmuring about.?" Kalen began to raise his arrows and pointed it at them.

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*Huldufólk - Hidden People. (usually elves, dwarves etc.,)

*Maskas - short for Magiske Skapninger which means Magical creatures including Wizards, Sorcerers, Witches, Magis, Healers, Warriors, Dragon riders etc., they used creatures instead of beings because the European school is much more accepting of equality between creatures and beings.

*Hybrids - Mixed Race, of any kind.

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Matilda and Lupus both stopped as they heard the string of the bow, being stretched.

They both looked back and Kalen's arrow was pointed right at them.

"You wouldn't wanna do that?" Lupus grinned and warned.

"Did you eat my sister?!"Kalen beseeched.

"You're not very smart are you?" Matilda calmly replied.

"Would we be helping you, if we ate her?" She knocked some sense into him.

"I dunno, maybe you are just luring me and want to eat me too," Kalen replied.

"Enough of this," Matilda said as she stopped time and took the bow from Kalen. She was surprised at how heavy it was. She looked at Kalen, Mildly impressed then looked at the bow for a few seconds, it had an intricate pattern carved beautifully on the bow. It was too heavy so,

she dropped it on the floor when she came back to her position, after which she unfroze time.

Kalen was surprised and looked at his bow beside her. Thinking if there was time to grab it and fight, but Matilda spoke,

"If we wanted to eat you, it would have been done by now."

"Best we move along if you want to save your sister." Lupus confided.

"What do you mean?" Kalen picked up his bow and realized they were right.

"Someones been murdering in this area," Lupus retorted as they continue to walk.

"So what are you?" Matilda coaxed.

"I asked first." Kalen shot back. Kalen was 16 and towered over them, he had long blonde hair, he looked a bit different today since he had his hair in a ponytail and braids and the sides of his head was shaved.

He wore something different today, A cottony moss green shirt inside, dark green coat, dark shorts, and Chuck Taylors sneakers.

"We're many things," Matilda replied mysteriously.

"So your Elves? I reckon with your pointy ears, Plus you said Hulderfolks" Lupus asked.

Kalen touched his ear forgetting his hair was tied up. "I guess we are," Kalen answered.

"Has your family been here long?" Matilda Interested in how old their magic was.

"Mother and father wander for a few years to different towns so we can, help people."

"We've never been in trouble before, this is the first time, well the second time, I hope Nissa is alright."

"I didn't mean in this town," Matilda replied.

"Oh. that's pretty personal. but I will say they have been here long, but my sister and I are new. and you?."

"Same as you," Matilda answered.

"You said the second time, what happened to the first time?" Lupus asked.

"Ah some trouble with trolls, but I managed it." Kalen confided.

"By managed, does that mean ran away?" Lupus jested.

Kalen smirked and replied, "Yes, that and many other things."

"So, you guys are hybrids? how does that work? I'd Imagine that you know, you'd come out as some sort of monsters, no offense. I'm just basing on what I hear."

"Actually we are," Matilda replied.

"No, I mean like physically..." Kalen paused and thought before he spoke: " wait, are you?" Kalen was curious.

Matilda and Lupus looked at each other and smirked.

"Since you're that curious, I'm a werewolf. She's... how can I say this without getting hit in the head?"

Matilda rolled her eyes.

"She's a witch I guess, but as you've said were hybrids, she also has wings. so maybe she's some sort of other thing." Lupus confessed.

"Enough Lupus. TMI." Matilda chided.

"How does that work?" Kalen confused.

"Our Family said we have Dragons blood and God blood, long long time ago, which makes an abomination unlikely, even though we also have some Fallen angel blood, angel blood, fairy blood, demon blood, witch

blood, wolf blood and a bunch of other things, Dragon Blood resists any kind of Bad Magic towards them and well God blood has too much magic in it, instead of our DNA binding and making abominations, It

chooses the most dominant DNA and thats what we come out of as. My Grandpa's a soldier but he's also a scientist, he also found that out through our DNA and a bunch of other things that and I mostly don't understand, but were still monsters, just not the kind you were thinking of."

"Lupus! have you had your fun? will you please shut up!" Matilda commanded.

"I imagine you are grandpas favorite..." Kalen told Lupus.

"You know it..." Lupus retorted as he laughed with Kalen, while Matilda scowled at them.

They wandered deeper and deeper into the forest, The trees became thicker and thicker, Matilda noticed it became more mystical, They saw vines that hung from the trees, they were thick and lush like majestic

beautiful goddess hair, there were also different kinds of flower that grew even though they were out of season, it grew on the ground, the trees, and the bushes.

There were pink, purple and white peonies, snapdragons, hyacinths that looked liked nosy neighbors growing everywhere. A little up ahead there were thin white trees covered in moss, that were linked together as if it was friends up in arms and served as a fence in an average-sized arena. In the middle of the circle, there was an archway of green and plum-colored vines linked together, as well as pink, purple and white wisterias falling like rain from the archway and a pathway of leaves and fallen petals.

Suddenly everything felt weird Matilda felt sleepy, Lupus and Kalen were also rubbing they're eyes and yawning, she came back to herself when she realized what was happening.

She looked just a little far right the trees linked together, she thought that they were just bushes and flowers but now she had a closer look there was a bunch of Lavenders, Valerian, Gardenias, Jasmine, Sages, California poppies, Golden pothos, Tahoe OG Kush, Grandaddy Purple, Skywalker, Gods gift, Afghan kush, Northern lights, Ogre, Querkle, Big bud and 9-pound hammer growing around the trees and was emitting some sort of mist.

Her eyes grew wide. "cover your nose." Matilda warned,

"Why?" Kalen replied.

"Those flowers and bushes are enchanted, and it'll make you fall asleep."

Matilda knew those flowers because she has been studying it with Aunt Philomena, she is particularly fond of these plants because she likes the fact that you can make sleeping potions out of them or brownies,

sleeping brownies were the best.

They covered their nose with their shirts. Kalen covered his nose with a handkerchief.

Matilda pulled out a black wand while making swirls. "Ne protejeaza"

"What was that?" Kalen asked.

"Protection spell, against those flowers. If the mist sinks in our skin, the handkerchief won't do any good, just think of it as a preventative measure. but you can remove it now."

"Oh!" Kalen replied.

"Sssh!" Lupus motioned everyone to be quiet, "were near." Lupus huddled them behind a tree.

"If we come across a monster, You shoot it and I'll rip it apart. ok?" Lupus commanded.

"OK.?" Kalen replied, although he was confused, he was more concerned about getting his sister because if they missed his arrow, he trusted that these two kids will be able to help him.

Matilda gave them a condescending look.

"If we see Nissa, she is the priority?. we grab her, and then all of you come near me and hold on to me, we'll fly, out of here."

"Oh my God, Matilda! you're such a pussy!" whispered Lupus patronizingly.

"I say we kill that monster!" Lupus whispered in excitement.

"You idiot! by this time it ate a lot of humans already?" Matilda argued.

"So?" Lupus looked confused and Kalen looked worried.

"If it ate a lot, then, it'll probably be super powerful by now," Matilda explained.

"Will you two idiots stop fighting! my sister might be in danger." Kalen protested.

They hear subdued eating sounds.

Subsequently, while they were talking they hear a buzzing sound in their ear, It was the sound of pixie wings flapping. Small lithesome creatures were listening to them and two was incredibly near them

huddled as if they were also friends, and a dozen were flying around them.

As Kalen turned around,

one was looking straight at him, suddenly, It punched him in the eye.

"Oww!" Kalen exclaimed.

The Pixies grabbed on to Lupus hair and bit Lupus arms and feet. "ow!"ow! ow!" Lupus bellowed in pain.

"Shit!" Matilda muttered in surprise but before she could nab her wand or freeze them, a few Pixies

grabbed both her feet which quickly knocked her off while the Pixies grappled onto her hands, she fell

headfirst and slammed on an old tree trunk so she passed out for a few seconds.

Kalen tried to use his arrow, but to no avail, since the other pixies were biting him, grabbing his hair,

and he was only using one of his eyes. As he tried to shoot one of the Pixies, the pixie saw the arrow catapulted to it in slow motion and was able to evade quickly. It saw the arrow puncture the tree, and its eyes became googly-eyed out of fear, then it glared at Kalen as it felt anger, after which a small faint sound of scream can be heard "aaaaaaaaaah!" as it charged against Kalen, which made Kalen slowly fall on his back.

"Ouch," Kalen groaned.

"Damnit.!" Lupus was now scowling out of rage, his eyes blackened and small black veins started to appear next to his eyes and his hands slowly turned black as if it was watercolor paint spreading on paper, crawling in his skin. His fingers darkened as claws started to erupt in each one.

Suddenly he was faster and grabbed one of the pixies that were grappling his hair, he threw it and it slammed in one of the trees, Green blood splattered all over. He snatched another one that was biting his arms, then he grabbed another and another, and one by one they were flung across the trees and on the ground, with such force that as they slammed, It chipped the tree trunks and made a faint snapping sound and their green bluish blood splattered everywhere, as they hit the trees and the floor, soon enough he got so pissed that he bit one pixie which cut it in half.

"Huh!!!!!!" a faint conjoined gasp from the pixies can be heard, as they looked at the remaining half of the pixie that Lupus was holding on to his hand.

Lupus bellowed in his demon voice "Ugh vegetables! ew!" and threw half of what's left of the pixie on the ground.

"Matilda!" Lupus boomed with his demon voice to wake up Matilda.

The pixie started to panic and fly in different directions and started to fly away, but by this time Matilda woke up from passing out, she was clutching her head because it was in pain and was still half asleep but she grabbed her black wand from inside her coat pocket and pointed upwards in the air.

"Akinitopoió"*

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*The immobilus charm in another language. if you are not learned from school, the language of magic is different from school versus passed down magic, or the same if it came from the same source. and of course preference.

pronounced

/aki-ni-to-pi-yo/

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The pixies floated in the air immobile, their eyes were still blinking

and everything seemed to slow down.

Then she used her hands to cast another spell "Somno!"

and then all the pixies fell on the ground sleeping.

Lupus was breathing heavily and was calming himself down.

His eyes were still all black but the black veins and his claws started to disappear as he calmed himself down.

While Kalen was just looking at them sitting on the ground and

said, "what the fuuuuuuuucccck.?"

Scene 15

Myrka was eating what's left of the man that she had captured.

And was so engulfed with devouring the man, that she didn't notice the noise around her, but it was barely audible from where she was.

Nissa was asleep under a huge old Myrkwood tree. There were big and small vines, Several which looked like they were hairs that kissed the ground.

There were white trees linked together that surrounded the place, everything was covered in moss and flowers and the huge Myrkwood tree looked as if it was a natural altar, she heard a faint noise from behind her but saw nothing. So she came back to what she was doing.

It was Kalen, Matilda, and Lupus that made the noise; they were not too near but not too far from Myrka. Kalen saw what she was doing to the human and saw her sister. He was worried and jumped in anger and was about to storm the place, but Matilda stopped him.

"Kalen. look..." They were whispering

She pointed at medium-sized rocks surrounding the place, They were rocks that had runes written on them.

"What does it say?" Lupus asked.

"It's not witches rune, so I don't know?" Matilda replied.

"It's High elven..." Kalen replied, my elfen is not good.

but if I'm right it says." Kalen tries to read it slowly " None shall pass. lest blood of kings and queens be lost, thine shield will yield when the runes are cast."

"There are four High elven runes that are not transliterated I am not good with mixed runes. I don't know what it says." Kalen said.

Then Matilda looked closely. " There is a protection spell cast here. I can see the thin film. It might alert her if we just storm in."

"So?" Lupus remarked

"So we don't know what she can do. If it alerts her she might take Nissa away quickly, and she's too far, we also don't know if it will let us in. If she sees us and were not able to come in, Nissa will be in trouble."

"I also can't fly because we don't know how high the protection spell is."

"We need Elders," Matilda replied.

"Someone needs to stay here with Nissa."

"If we text them, It will take time before they find us, better I Go." Lupus volunteered.

"No. you're too slow."

"Where are your parents again.?" Matilda asked Kalen.

" If I find them will they be able to help us?"

"Yes! they are at the Alston hospital" Kalen replied.

"You guys stay here, I'll fly to mum and dad and your parents."

"she'll see you if you fly you, idiot! its broad fucking daylight."

"Wait." Matilda saw some flowers moving inside. She tried to stop time for a few seconds and it worked.

"Okay. I can stop the time for a few seconds if she tries to hurt Nissa."

Matilda stated.

"I knew you guys were hybrids but not to this extent," Kalen mentioned in amazement.

"Says the boy who is probably pureblood, which means incest right?." Lupus remarked.

"Were not incest!. why do people always say that! we just don't marry off other kinds, because it's not allowed." Kalen defended.

" Ugh, you elves are weird. Ya'll look alike." Lupus mentioned.

"Omg! will you guys shut up!" Matilda exclaimed "Can we please focus on to more important things. Okay, New Plan, Lupus I'll pm Mum and Dad, meet them at the forest entrance. Kalen, PM and find your Mom and your dad, then meet Lupus on the forest entrance. understood?"

The two nodded their head twice.

"Now, Go!" Matilda said.

Before he left, Kalen looked back, "Matilda... Guard her with your life."

"Sure, but you owe me." Matilda declared.

Kalen nodded and then left with Lupus.

Lupus and Kalen silently walked away and as soon as they were far enough, Lupus ran as fast as he could,

and Kalen headed to meet his parents.

Meanwhile.

Matilda sent her Mum a message.

Matilda: Mum, Nissa is in Danger, meet Lupus at the Forest entrance.

Scene 16

We then zoom into Myrka, she was preoccupied with eating the man. As she was eating, her hollow back started closing, slowly, first the blood and muscles melded with each other then the flesh started to bond, after which her skin started to look younger, then the wrinkles on her skin seemed to fade. Her skin was firmer, tighter and her breast lifted as if it were pulled up by an imaginary string, her face and hands were filled with blood and looked softer and warmer, she licked her lips of the remaining blood, it was not enough. Slowly She felt the skin on her back detaching, not as hollow as before but there were still hollows that can be seen and a few of her wrinkles came back, she touched her face and felt it and was extremely unsatisfied, the man was not enough she grew angry and she screamed!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Frustrated, She threw the already flailing body against the trees. "Pesky human!"

she looked up to where the child was.

she stood up.

She started smirking.

She reached out for Nissa. She touched her cheeks,

"You'll make me very pretty, honey, boop!" while she touched Nissa's nose with her forefinger, and then she opened her mouth and it became bigger, It was so big, a watermelon can fit right in and her teeth grew fangs, a hundred pointy things all to devour one little child, but just as she was about to reach and bite Nissa...

"Oh! No, You don't" Matilda stopped time.

Matilda breathed heavily she knew she was not supposed to yet, because there were no elders, but she had no choice.

She held Myrka on her left hands.

and tried to slam her palms forcefully and angrily on the barrier using her right hand just trying to destroy it.

but it did nothing. They stayed like that for a few minutes, but her hand was getting tired of staying in that same position. Holding on to time was also heavy, it felt as if you were carrying something, the longer it went.

She breathed heavily, she couldn't hold on to time that much longer.

Scene 17

Kalen and Lupus were already at the forest entrance.

"My parents aren't responding..." Lupus informed Kalen.

At home.

Morganas Phone and Mr. Strange Phone were both in silent mode in the table and a little off ahead, you can see movement and giggling on the bed.

*Narrator winks*

They were both very very very busy.

"I have to go get them..." Lupus said

"I understand, Mine as well, I have to find them too." Kalen disclosed, "Let's just meet there, at whatever that place is.

"Okay." Lupus replied

"And Hurry," Kalen asked.

They both ran.

Lupus tried to call Aunt Philomena on her Phone.

"Yoohoo!" Mena answered.

"Oh my god!' where are you guys? I've been trying to call you so hard!"

"Why?" Mena asked.

"Look, remember Nissa, the neighbors' daughter? She's in danger. She's about to be eaten by a creature, I'm coming, look for Mum and pops."

"Oh my, okay." Philomena worried then ran upstairs.

Mena heard giggling sounds and rolled her eyes, then knocked very loudly.

"Uh, guys!"

Morgana heard the knock "What?"

"Ugh! I thought you might want to know, your children along with the neighbor's children are in danger."

"Oh." Morgana sighed as she was being nuzzled by Mr. Strange. " We best get dressed then.

"Well be right down."

Morgana called to her Husband...

Scene 18

Myrka was freed from being frozen

she stretched a little bit and smiled at Matilda.

"Well, well, well if it isn't little Matilda Strange. So what are you?" Myrka was pensive for a few seconds.

"That's really none of your business." Matilda snatched back.

"Oooh... You know what, you look a little freakier than I am, I bet you want a little taste of this child as well..." Myrka tried to reach out and touch the child's cheek, but before she could.

*Slam!* The sound of Myrka's body, slamming into one of the elder trees resounded as she was flung by an unseen force, this made the trees shake, It made the leaves of the trees rustle which made the birds fly.

Myrka quickly fell on her butt and was discombobulated for a few seconds.

"Ugh! what is your problem!" Myrka screamed and fumed.

"Best stay the fuck away from her," Matilda warned.

"Oooh you and your potty mouth, but how long can you do that to me really, you can't even get inside. especially when you're busy."

Matilda confused.

"Viens mekare," Myrka whispered.

As she said this, white tree looking creatures same as the color of the trees with long thick spear-like branches materialized out of the trees as if they were melded there for a long time and just came out from a long sleep, some were shaped like men and some were shaped like women they moved slowly but violently.

Matilda tried to evade them but some had vines and tried to catch her feet until she can no longer move.

four tree creature seemed to enclose on her.

Their vines wrapped around her tiny hands ...then it crawled on her tiny legs quickly wrapping itself tightly, squeezing her tiny body. Everything happened so quickly.

Then *rip!,* with its thick needle-like branch one of three creatures stabbed Matilda on her shoulder with so much force, that it created a hole over her shoulder.

She saw the wounds with her eyes and felt it quickly.

she screamed out of pain. *AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!* she bled profusely and then she started breathing heavily.

It had struck her so hard that her eyes were enveloped by darkness immediately.

her forehead wrinkled, out of anguish and exasperation she moved her head from left to right and it emitted so much force that the tree person that stabbed her snapped its head instantly and was hurled away from her and as its needle-like hand was removed from matildas shoulder...

and it seared so she shrieked out of distress! "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" and with her scream, a force so strong came out of her that everyone around her was propelled away from her; the tree creature were all hurled on the invisible wall including Myrka, she was lobbed against the wall so intensely that she had to get a hold of herself, otherwise she would've fallen asleep with the blow.

She scowled at the girl in front of her, Matilda was worn out.

but she was more than anything, worried, the girl in front of her was not to be taken lightly.

Matilda knelt on the ground, she was exhausted and bleeding, she was bleeding heavily but more than anything pissed beyond belief at how exhausted she was, she palmed the ground for support, she rested for a few seconds.

Myrka felt elated for a few seconds as she has not seen anything like this in a long time, she wanted to fight her, but she wanted to live more, so she made her way to the child, again.

"Don't you touch her bitch!" Matilda warned with her demon-like voice, aggravated.

She raised her hand as if cupping Myrkas neck and raised her from the ground to strangle her using only dark magic, Myrka couldn't breathe, she kept coughing and gasping for air.

Myrka's hand was free and was able to move it and with just a flick of the finger, a tree creature materialized out of the tree, his hands formed a sharp needle looking branch it was suspended in the air for a few seconds then like a bullet, with force it accelerated towards Matilda's direction and stabbed her, puncturing her left shoulder again and it grabbed hold of her, which set Myrka free from the invisible force holding her.

And from outside Matilda got agitated out of pain, and acted swiftly, she used her hands in the air in front of the tree creature, as if mangling something and her dark magic shredded it apart.

Then when she was done she pounded on the invisible wall, using her hands as she wailed out of rage.

but it was to no avail.

Myrka just almost gasping was laughing realizing she cannot get in.

Now this time she pounded it with dark magic and the walls shook and everything around it shook.

She pounded and pounded and everything shook as if she was a wolf blowing the little piggies house down.

But the wall was strong, it was bound by runes.

When she got so agitated she howled and then stared at the wall for a few seconds and then made a decision.

She started chanting a spell.

And was whispering words.

She cupped her hand together and it was dark electricity first and then it was black fire and smoke and it formed a black orb, at first it was just as small as an apple but as she started chanting it became bigger

and bigger.

It was dark old magic.

And it consumed her already black eyes and spread black ink across her face.

and the darkness in her hands spread until her hands was black, it spread like black watercolor and water spilled on paper, crawling in her arms and clothes and the orb got bigger...

nox atra

quod sanguis ac tenebras

ignis inferis

formam mearum

Conteret me

quos superposuit basibus

et stellarum lapsus

Sol ardentior

and bigger ...

nox atra

quod sanguis ac tenebras

ignis inferis

exitio mundos

unde non stabit

And bigger...

She was calling on the power of the Lord of Nightmares, it was some, old magic, that she came upon reading, but one that requires too much. That if you cannot handle it, it will devour you, this was a sacrifice.

It was not about saving the girl anymore, her ego was bruised and she was pissed.

As she chanted the black orb got bigger and bigger and heavier and heavier, and every time she chanted the wind blew harder, every time it grew bigger it emitted a force so heavy It was destroying the ground beneath her, the ground shook, and surface of the earth around her started detaching in small portions and the wind pushed back everything that surrounded her, the strong wind encircled her and dark cloud formed above the sky and loud thunder started to ring.

And every time she chanted It seemed a little bit of her disappeared

until she was no longer there, but something older in her was chanting,,,

Exitio mundos

Unde non stabit

Something more ancient.

When suddenly someone called her.

"Matilda!"

Morgana had called her.

The wind blew strongly and it seemed as if there was a storm in the forest.

Behind Morgana was Mortimer, Lupus, Kalen and his family.

Mena fortunately was able to get a hold of Kalens parents.

Kalen was pointing an arrow at Myrka. His Bow was shining through the darkness.

"Don't you dare move!" Kalen warned Myrka.

"That won't pull through" Myrka proudly voiced out.

"Would you like to bet?" Kalen asserted, his hair blowing in the wind,

Kalen's Father calmly worded, "Skogsvänner

innehålla henne."

Four Tree creatures then materialized out of the trees, but this time they had leaf hair and its human-like features were more defined.

They surrounded Myrka, Myrka tried to fight but before she could do anything, they had covered her mouth and its branch and vines wrapped around her face, while two held her hands and suddenly vines and branches with leaves came out of the earth and wrapped around her feet.

And two tree creatures came to guard Nissa.

Kalen's mother cut her hands and bled it in the runes and she read the runes.

"Edr- hi ambar edr- hi fen edr- hi coe edr- hi fen -iya tari can ldë..."

As the blood dripped on the runes, it glowed an illuminating blue and the invisible walls were no more.

Kalen came to her sister and his Father carried her away.

Meanwhile

Mathilda was not her self anymore and was not responding to her mother.

"Dear, would you be so kind as to hand me that ball."

Morgana was reaching her hand out to Mathilda.

But by that time the black orb was so big, that it was bigger than a car, its force was so powerful that violent hot winds surrounded it.

She was staring blankly at Morgana.

Her father said "Dear give your mother the ball.

"Come now be a nice little girl." Her Mother told her warmly,

Her mother's smile was nice and welcoming.

"Should we help them?" Kalen asked

"No, it is dangerous..." Mortimer signaled The Maurelles to move back.

"Mathilda," Lupus called her, " Give mom the ball,"

She tilted her head to the side, curious as to what was happening.

"Why would I do that?" with a demon voice.

"We'll, let you eat that Pretty little woman at the back if you give us the ball." Her mother bribed.

She looked back and saw the woman and It angered her more and the orb seemed to grow bigger.

"Mathilda! Mathilda! come now?," Morgana distracting her, Then she looked at her husband for a few seconds to signal him to catch her.

"Tu lassus, somnolentus tu non es.." Morgana reached out her hand then there were small orbs that flew to Matilda and as it reached her skin it made her sleepy.

"You are tired, You are sleepy. Love..." her Mother told her.

"Tu lassus, somnolentus estis vos...."

Matilda felt sleepy, she was closing her eyes but was still holding the orb.

Morganna called a chant, and Golden lit words enveloped her face, hands, and arms.

"ut terra alliges duplicia vos

et vestra essentia dispergat in tenues caeli"

Then a big golden bubble of gold orbs enveloped the black orb.

Matildas eyes already closed because of the spell, then she fell, she let go of the orb but thankfully they all have inhuman speed, Mortimer Caught her, while Morgana caught the orb, she held it in her hands but it was too heavy, a small lacerations started to form on her face and her hands and clothes,

something her husband has not seen in a long time

"Morgana?!" he uttered in concern as if to ask if she's okay.

"Leave me be." She commanded.

She grabbed a black wand inside her coat pocket, this was the first time in a few hundred years, he saw her use it.

Mortimer was worried but trusted her well enough to know that this was just a hiccup.

she pointed it to the black orb.

"Dispersio."

The black orb exploded violently into small tiny black flecks but luckily it was contained in the golden orb that Morgana used to bind it but there was still force and impact, it had wounded her and made some fresh wounds and scratches ripping the flesh on her face and hand, and her wounds bled, and it also catapulted everyone and everything from afar.

Except for Mr. Strange, that was able to turn his back but, he felt the impact on his back, Lupus was thrown into a three but had quick reflexes and was able to hold on to the three, and hid behind it, luckily the Maurelles were far back and were hiding behind an old tree, but they felt the force like strong hot wind passing through them, some of the trees were shaken and wounding its trunks, burning some of the leaves, shaking everything even the rocks that were perfectly still rolled around as if it was as light as a pebble.

Slowly the tiny orbs disappeared.

Morgana was gasping for breath, it made her tired, but her wounds started to heal but the blood dried up, Mortimer checked Matilda and laid her on the ground and seeing she was breathing and her eyes started to open, smiled and scratched her cheek, then made a faint grin chuckle "You'll do fine."

Although Matilda was bleeding profusely it didn't bother, Mr. Strange since it was family blood, family blood gave off a different smell, it was like smelling his own blood, which did not hunger him, he looked back and her wife was tired but smiling, and then he came to her aid.

He was slightly worried, but she trusted that she was okay, his action showed more of a sweet gesture for her "Are you okay?" he asked, and touched his cheek,

"Of course." Morgana Smiled. "Always."

"Your hair." Some of Morgana's hair specifically the front sides changed into white.

"Oh look at that, new hairstyle." Morgana retorted.

Then he hugged her.

"Ew, disgusting... get a room" Matilda cracked.

Lupus also making a gross face.

Then making a painful groan, as her wounds started closing slowly.

It was healing slowly, so Mr. Strange made her way to Matilda and He bit his wrist, and it punctured his skin, blood was on his mouth, and now gushing from his wrist, he let the blood drip on Matildas shoulders where the punctured wound was, and it started healing faster, until there was only dried blood left.

Her body wasn't fully recovered, not from the wounds from the tree creatures, but the from the fire of the lord of nightmares, it was a different kind of magic, old magic, it stayed on your skin for a long time, and it was searing, had they been ordinary people, the wound would've stayed for months, or even caused death, but since they were not ordinary at all, It only left pain, the kind of body ache that you get from fever. Matilda had it all over, her body, Morgana felt it more so, and Mortimer, felt it in his back.

It left a very dark feeling for everyone.

They heard a muffled sound, it was Myrka Drummond scarred and wounded from the impact, was trying to fidget her way out of the tree people, the tree people had empty wooden faces but even they were annoyed and tried to restrain her.

The look of annoyance in her eyes was so evident.

"What should we do with her?" Mortimer asked Morgana.

"We will deal with her in our council, "Alfrigg Maurelle declared.

tagging along with his family behind him.

"I say we kill her..."Lupus voiced out.

"Lupus... mind your manners..." Mortimer instructed.

Then lupus made a sad face and hugged her mum from behind.

"Are you okay, mummy?"

"Yes, I am love.." Morgana replied cupping his chin.

Elga Maurelle kneeled, next to Matilda, teary-eyed, "You, our family, owes you a huge debt of gratitude, you have saved our daughter, I would not have known what I would have done if anything were to happen to her. Thank you, she planted a kiss on Matildas, forehead.

Although annoyed she made a weird face, but when Elga looked at her she just smiled awkwardly, as if to say, no problem.

Then she looked back at Kalen. "Oy, you heard that you owe me, making a mischievous face. hehehe."

Then everyone smiled.

"Yeah, yeah..."

Then Alfrigg spoke," Your family is always welcome in our house if you need shelter, it is yours. If you need any help, then we will aid you. This is our oath to you."

"Are you sure? we take oaths very seriously, It may not always be of a friendly favor?." Morgana quipped, but deep inside everyone knew she was serious, The Strange, always takes oaths and agreement seriously, it is because they know that allies are important, they know that in the art of war, you cannot win things on your own. They knew that although they are a strong family, there is always strength in numbers, but most importantly honest connections are very important.

Allies that can be trusted, are people that can save your life, this was not a war, but they have been through many things, that they understood the power of one oath and that there is power in a loving coven, strength in a clan of vampires that treated each other like family, and that a pack of wolves can accomplish many things if they trusted each other.

Alfrigg noticed the weight of the question and looked back at her wife. and her wife agreed without question.

"Yes, this is a promise. No, a pact." He handed out his hand.

And Mortimer Strange shook it and looked at Alfrigg in agreement.

"We would also be grateful if you would not mention us in whatever council, your going to." Mortimer asserted.

"Of course... your family will be kept a secret if you wish."

"Thank you," Mortimer replied.

"No, Thank you..." Elga uttered while looking at Mr. Strange and Mrs. Strange. Elga hugged, Mrs. Strange.

There was a brief silence then Nissa woke up.

"Mummy, where are we?"

Scene 19

Mr. Strange and Mrs. Strange were seated at the dining table, Mr. Strange reading a newspaper while Mrs. strange was reading a book.

Lupus was eating his steak and Sullivan was serving more food. Footsteps were heard going down the stairs.

It was Matilda, she was still feeling a bit weak,

"Took you long enough.."

"How long was I sleeping?" Matilda asked.

"3 days you idiot hahahaha" Lupus quipped.

Lupus and the twins laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Matilda asked this is when her mother looked up, "You seem to have something on your face dear."

Matilda disappeared for a few seconds to look at her face in the mirror and found that there were things drawn on her face, one of them was a mustache.

"Lupuuuus! You're dead!!!!!!"

Then ran after Lupus and tried to strangle Lupus, Mrs. Strange then waved her finger.

"Ah, ah, ah." as if to say no.

Matilda was now floating immobile in the air, as if there were no gravity while she tried to reach for Lupus, "Mum, ah!?" she violently opposed.

"Take your crystal baths first, to cleanse yourself of magic, its already prepared for you in your tub," Morgana was now controlling her and she was now floating back upstairs."

To which Lupus teased her more, "See you later Matilda.. if you can fiiiind meee hahahahaha" Lupus laughed.

Matilda grew angrier "Argh!!!!!"

"Lupus! stop it," Morgana ordered.

Then lupus made a face.

Then Matilda stopped moving mid-air

"Morgana walked in front of the stairs removed her glasses and Matilda now floating, and was upside down, playing with her positions.

"Yes, mum.?"

"You must not do that again.?" And she looked at her sternly waiting for an answer.

"I'm sorry."

"Good, now take your bath."

"What happened to Myrka.?" Matilda asked in a serious tone.

"According to Elga, She will be put to death.

"Because she ate people?."

"That and she was not too careful, that it risked the community being discovered."

"I reckon her family is pissed, but they don't know it was us. if they found out..."

Mortimer raised his eyes from his newspaper.

"Take your bath Matilda, your mother already took care of that,"

Morgana made an I told you face.

and Matilda continued floating upstairs.

Scene 20

Matilda was now taking her bath, and playing with bubbles, glowing crystals were submerged in the water, she had her headset on and was listening to metal music but was pensive.

a vinyl record was playing in the background.

The family hung out at the dining table and then after eating, Lupus declared "Going out..."

The twins started to crawl out of their chairs and play.

Sullivan was in his room, bobbing his head to the vinyl record.

Mena, was brushing her hair and looking in the mirror.

Scene 21

Meanwhile.

An extremely large hall made of grey walls, huge stained glass windows with colorful designs of elves and their history surrounded the place, it looked ethereal and the light was passing through the windows and reflecting on everything, gold accents can be seen on each of the corners supporting the high court table for the council. In each corners, there were trees, old trees, and butterflies thats seem to support the corners of the hall. This council was not the end-all and be-all, it was only the council for elves and fairies and forest creatures.

There were four very serious people sitting there, they did not look young or old, they looked wise beyond their years, they had white-bluish hair because of the reflection of the window very soft and delicate features for the ladies and strong sharp handsome features for the men, one of them was wearing a gold crown.

"Myrka Drummond...-o in huldra lie"

/*Myrka Drummond of the huldra race*/

Myrka sitting in the middle, hands bound by leaves and vines as well as feet, she was heavily guarded by tree creatures. however something was different about her, her mouth was stitched together and she tried to speak but she couldn't.

Alfriggs and Elga Maurelle a little bit far off behind her.

The head council started speaking.

"-lda crumguru -o matië firya a yo raxe -Ima mar -o návë túvima

*be na i sanyë carina bui mín núr a exa onna cin indo n- manda vanda host ennin. "

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You are guilty of eating humans

and risk our world being discovered,

In accordance to the laws made by our race and other creatures you will be imprisoned for 100 years.*

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Myrkas muffled screamed can be heard, as she tried to escape from her restraints.

While the Maurelles looked at each other in shock.

"The Strange will not like, this..."

The Maurelles, although pained, by what had happened were extremely forgiving creatures.

"Just by judging from the boy, we have to tell them differently, or they will hunt her..." Alfrigg informed his wife.

"nányë brigol na rac -ita estel.*" Elga confessed

/I am afraid to break their trust*/

"nalmë ala rac qe estel, rather it is a concern that they will be in danger, in case they tried to find her." Alfrigg disclosed.

/*we are not breaking any trust*/

"hanya*" Elga agreed.

Scene 22

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*Marius....*

He heard someone, a woman was calling her.

How strange, there was no one there.

Marius has just come out of the pub and finished a session of the night drinking, very heavy drinking.

He smelt of vodka and cigarette.

He already put out his keys and was on his way to his car, struggling to keep his balance, he was fidgeting with his keys and wanted to put it in the cars lock to open it, when a night patrol, appeared out of nowhere crossed his hands across his chest and menacingly looked at Marius, and said: "Are you really gonna do that you alkiz?"

So he put his keys back in his pants pocket, made an awkward smile, and continued walking.

Marius continued walking in the stony pathway that led to the forest, he thought, "Well there is a short cut, here..."

There was a short cut in a beaten-down path that he always takes in the morning when he comes home from work.

It's was a little bit darker today, but he was sure that he can find his way.

He was halfway through when someone started calling his name.

"MARIUUUSS..."

Her voice was gentle and sweet, he looked for it.

"Mariiuuuuus...."

It was enthralling and heavenly....

He started to walk deeper and deeper into the forest,

It was a beautiful woman, her skin was translucent rather glowing under the light of the moon ...

"Marius..."

Her voice was like butter sliding down his skin, he couldn't help but close his eyes, whenever she called on him.

She was beautiful.

That's all that he could think about.

gently she traced her fingers on his face.

she cupped his face and kissed his neck and by now Marius was just dying of euphoria, and then she bit his neck and ravaged it, until all the blood spurt and gushing vehemently out of his neck and then she punctured his stomach with her hands like knife cutting butter, gripping his guts and forcing it out of his body and right then, he lost his consciousness until he no longer can stand up on his own and was just bleeding profusely. He laid pallid and lifeless on the ground, her long brown hair gently falling on his skin as she continued to eat what was left of him. The hallow on her back started to close.

*We can hear subdued eating sounds in the background*

*mischievous rock music playing*

Scene 23

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"Mother?"

Matilda found her mother in the library, looking at a mirror and her right hand was glowing, yellow.

She watched, Myrka being judged.

"They aren't going to kill her?" Matilda asked.

"No. I don't think so."

"You implanted a tracking spell on Elga."

flashback to Elga hugging Morgana. Morgana has placed a very light tracking spell, her hands glowed yellow on Elgas back.

"Mother, you got to the forest real quick by teleporting.

how does one get that power again?"

Morgana felt the gravity of the question and looked down, for a few seconds, and then answered it.

"By birth or by sacrificing, something powerful."

She had understood, that it was not often that they can have this kind of opportunity, and that Matilda was going to try to do it on her own, and she would rather be there to guide her properly.

Myrka was trying to scream in her cell, her hands and feet were bounded, but it was all muffled since her mouth was stitched. She was crying and pissed and planning of all the bad things she was going to do to the Strange Family.

One grown-up feet showed out of nowhere.

There was some glowing blue light in the background.

Then another set of feet, much smaller settled on the floor.

"Hello, Myrka. The Elves have been nice to you.

Much too nice." Morgana muttered, she took a step back.

Myrka tried to scream and kneeled and begged as if to say no.

"Do it quickly."

Matilda circled around Myrka, and she followed her with her eyes, asking what are you doing? but she couldn't be heard nor understood.

she used her wand to form a Magic circle.

she whispered a chant.

"Gud ef gáttir

styrk ég

yfirferð

ég gef þér þetta tilboð"

Myrka kept crying. She was kneeling, and Matilda pulled her hair to make her kneel upright.

"Ssshh, Myrka, Everythings gonna be okay."

Then Matilda Slit Myrka's throat with an Athame.

She convulsed as the blood gushed out of her throat it spilled all over her clothes and she fell on the floor and the blood poured out even more as it made its way through the lines of the magic circle, it glowed blue and showed the sign of the sun, and moon a dodekagram with different symbols.

It glowed bright and summoned twelve portals.

She looked at Morgana.

"Close the portals," Morgana ordered.

As she waved her hands. It became much smaller ane became light blue orbs that went to her arms and then became symbols that lit up in light blue as it sunk on her skin and then disappeared.

Until each one is closed.

"Let's go home."

There was a blue portal, they both stepped inside.

Myrka's eyes were wide open, she was no longer convulsing, nor in pain.

There was only silence.

Preview for the next Chapter.

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We see Mena brushing her hair, in front of an old victorian vanity mirror in her room.

Her room was designed like she was living in the 1970s, mustard, navy colors and old rose in her bed pillows and cushions, and her furniture casings were of old antique brown wood.

Her eyes were empty, She seems different, strange, she wasn't herself, she was all made up, and brushing and brushing and brushing her hair and when she was done she placed her brush on the table and we pan in on her face and her eyes widened and she tried, to force a smile, a big eery demon smile, uncomfortable, big, and empty, it looks untrustworthy but most of all hungry.

* Mischievous rock music continues to play in the background*

*End Scene*

Artist Name Matilda Sparrow

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