#unfortunately i have stared at this stupid story for so long now that i've lost all capacity to tell if it is actually any good or not rip

[medicine-san]

savanaclaw android [ au belongs to @ceruleancattail ]

[ okay I've felt better now, and as promised here full story with 🍩 and 🐺. unfortunately most context were lost because I tried too hard to keep it short ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ I do not speak english, I don't know how to write, this is purely me being dedicated to murphy's law. ]

tw: fluff jack fluff jack fluff jack

leona who funnily enough was bought not to be a miracle as what people originally intended him to be, but a kindergarten teacher.

who would've thought such high maintenance android would end up getting his hands wiping some kid's piss and puke off the floor, his rumoured high intelligence are nought but just for teaching mere children's knowledge. not like he can do anything, his owner need his help. it's in the contract. letting these tiny creatures pestering him, their tiny hands all over him or his tail or his ears. or having them fight to sit on his uncomfortably hard thighs when it's lunch time.

what an insult to his creation.

but recently, he began to experience an unexplainable series of lagging in his speech pattern. his eyes begin to blur at times. simple tasks beginning to feel like a burden as his head would dangerously overheat, even the kids could see the strain he's baring from how much he's scrunching his brows.

the sound, he'd say, the sound. it's annoying.

a sound of something stirring. everytime he heard the sound, his eye would hurt so bad as if it's scratching to come out of his eye socket. his students would just childishly claim it was a migraine, telling him he should rest more. "I could not have migraine you stupid cubs", is what he'd say if not because of the strict filter for his speech.

popup notifications begin to emerge, warning him of a foreign third party running his system. multiple non permitable access to his memory drive, he just now noticed that there are viruses corrupting his system. how could this be possible? he never turned his antivirus software off. is there a malpractice happening without him knowing?

and it doesn't take long for him to figure out the problem.

his eyes are the problem.

the images, the videos, continuously sent to a certain someone he could not mention as that will breach the TOS. even thinking this is already straining his thought process to the point of overheating.

his eyes are the reason.

and with that same eyes, he continues to stare at the messy mess. nonchalantly showing off his bloodied hand with bits of what could be assumed as remnants of skin and flesh to the watching eyes behind the screen. it is a bit dark, but they are not stupid.

especially not after the screen went temporarily blocked before it shows the face of a certain android, specks of blood can be seen on his face.

don't you think delivery guys got away quite easily?

you can be one of those annoying old men who think the whole world is their enemy and will not hesitate to shoot you for wanting to get your ball that accidentally got into his lawn, but will let his gate open for limited access to his front door if you're his delivery guy. well, as long as they keep their bloodthirsty dogs on leash at least. humans are not to be trusted.

maybe it's not the greatest job, but it's one that he enjoys doing. the rush to get everything on time, the competition to stay on top, the joy that comes with being able to see new places and faces. ruggie enjoys it all. can machines even feel joy? he may have no answer to that, but it is something akin to that, if he could describe it.

or at least, that's what the old lady told him. truly, how could she describe human emotion on him, a robot? do humans really have to push their human perspective on everything? that's why they keep getting themselves in stupid situation for being too emotionally attached to objects. but then that's why those heartslabyul ai software is all the hit right now.

because they are lonely.

the old lady is kind. really! she always greet him whenever he came to the area for deliveries. asking him about his day, about the weather, if he's working too hard. such young man shouldn't get his skin burned by the sun! she'd say. grandma, don't you think your concern is misplaced? worry about yourself first, instead of this young roaring machine. I'm still full of energy, and carefully oiled. my gears won't rust away anytime soon, and I'm not getting busted that easily. not while there's still people who need his service.

like this shaky hand that's reaching out of the crack of the door.

the wide, soulless eye staring at him, pleading for that magical key to the world of happiness. to see such unhappiness, and him having the power to change it, oh how thrilling! he couldn't control the grin from widening!

he loves this job, it helps more people to be happy.

for a guard dog, jack model is certainly quite a character. not in a bad way, it's just funny to see this over 190cm android tensing up for his monthly checkups. even while sitting down, he still manage to tower over the mechanic's smaller figure. his ears flatten whenever their hands reaching the inside of him for any loose bolts, quietly whimpering to himself whenever they bumped his circuits with their fragile fingers while checking him up. his sensory should've been turned off, so it's certainly not "pain" he's experiencing.

"calm down, puppy,"

"you're making this difficult for me."

it's difficult for him too. human, can't you see? the way you're talking to him, the way you're handling him, how you'd rub circles around his knuckles whenever he'd had a nasty fight with aggressors, or when you'd aggressively scratch his head and ears after every patch ups with them, cooing him with "good boy"s and "good job"s. all while smelling like oil and chemical, the clinking sound of equipments softly echoing in the workshop, his ears catching up lowly moans of other androids under their care, the buzzing noise of fading life all around the two of them.

how romantic, hell he could imagine himself getting a kiss too from how much his brain is replaying all the romantic scenarios on tv dramas he'd play BEFORE coming here. oh please do, just a peck on my head is all I want. touch my cheeks and pull them lightly, what I'd do just to feel you gracing me with your marks on me. those damned lines play by itself on his mind as he's staring directly at their face. taking notes of how their face scrunched when he's not staying still to their liking, or at how their shadowed figure igniting a certain scene that got his eyes drooping. his tail lightly drumming the chair he's sitting on, the artificial fur sweeping their pants tenderly.

sickeningly sweet.

as if he didn't just had a romantic awakening in the middle of what can be considered a butcher's shop of his kind.

[thatonegeekygirl]

behold! a year or two old merlin magic reveal fanfic in which kilgarrah shows zero self-restraint, the knights are confused, and merlin is so, so done.

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The day had began normally for Arthur and the knights. They woke up, ate breakfast, threw a goblet at a certain insubordinate manservant (at least in Arthur's case), and headed to the grounds for their tri-weekly training sessions.

Unfortunately, guessing by the huge shadow currently being cast upon them and the smell of brimstone, it was not going to end that way.

The Great Dragon—didn't he kill The Great Dragon?—flapped once and landed in a cloud of dust, which was impressive given that the grass-covered area was almost completely void of any sort of loose dirt, and looked at a shocked Arthur and knights with what seemed disconcertingly like a glare.

It took Arthur a solid fifteen seconds before he got his wits about him once more, and he barked an order, the Round Table knights clustering around him in a defensive position. He raised his sword threateningly.

"I don't know what witchcraft brings you back from the dead, beast," he bellowed with false bravado. "But I've slayed you once and I will not hesitate to do so again!"

He moved to strike, not expecting the dumb creature to respond.

And thus it chilled him to his innermost bones when the dragon let out a deep, guttural laugh, mirth glittering in its eyes and a bitter smile on its muzzle. Arthur, shaken deeply by the confusingly human emotions showing on the supposed animal, stood dumbfounded as the dragon shook its head wryly before turning to address the Camelotians once again.

"Foolish king," The Great Dragon rumbled, the words so foreign coming from a beast that Arthur barely held in a screech. It glared condescendingly. "Did you truly believe one such as yourself could kill a creature of the Old Religion?"

It didn't wait for Arthur to reply (not that the Pendragon would have anyway), instead continuing with another chuckle. "No mortal blade can harm me, much less the poorly constructed ones you wield."

Arthur desperately wanted to defend against the retort, but the logical part of his brain (which sounded suspiciously like Merlin) told him that would be an insanely stupid and dangerous course of action that would more likely get him roasted on the spot than salvage any of his lost pride.

The dragons smile widened. "I see our young warlock has been busy," he said approvingly. "Your father would have not hesitated to brashly combat such an insult and endanger himself and the lives of his men."

Arthur didn't have time to ponder who the hell the 'young warlock' before the dragon continued.

"Speaking of," its voice turned dry. "You and I have much to talk about regarding Emrys...do take a seat."

Arthur somehow found it in himself to jut his chin out stubbornly and straighten, feet still planted firmly on the ground.

"Do not test me, young King of Camelot," the dragon growled threateningly, releasing a snort of smoke that startled a yelp out of Gwaine. "I promise you, I am not pleasant when I am angry."

"You're not all that pleasant when you're not," Arthur muttered under his breath, but nonetheless sat with a frustrated grunt, struggling to find a position on the soft grass that didn't look entirely foolish. The dragon stared pointedly at the knights, and all four of them scrambled to the ground hastily.

"Now," The Great Dragon said, in a tone that indicated the beginning of a long tale. "Listen closely, knights and kings alike, for I am here to tell you the story of a man called Emrys..."

Arthur could've sworn he heard a mumbled, "Cause Gods knows he won't tell it himself" but he thought better of pointing it out. The dragon seemed cross enough as it was.

~~~~~

Arthur's head swam with the sudden rush of information. After a few hours worth of tales of Emrys' exploits, the mans victories and failures, sufferings and emotions, sacrifices and deeds, things of the past and things yet to come, he felt utterly overwhelmed and shaken by just how much the mystery man had done for them all.

As he and the knights tried to consider all the implications with wide eyes, Kilgharrah--as they had learned was The Great Dragons proper name--sat back and grinned, looking very pleased with himself.

"Now that you have been enlightened," he said, "and will likely rethink your life choices, I will be on my way."

He threw his mighty wings into the air, but before he could propel himself into the sky Percival let out a cry.

"Wait!"

Kilgharrah paused, lowering his wings and settling back onto solid ground. "What is it, knight?"

"It's just..." Percival paused, clearly considering his next words carefully. "...You said his Druidic name, the name he is referred to as in the prophecies, is Emrys...but then he must have a birth name as well, right? What would we know him by if we ever met?"

Kilgharrah seemed to find this utterly hilarious, and a bemused grin spread on his face, a tumble of rumbling chuckles escaping from his maw.

"You—all of you—met Emrys years ago!" He explained, to the shock and confusion of Arthur and the knights. "In fact," he shook his head in amusement. "You see him on a daily basis!"

Arthur's mind scrambled to think of all the people he saw in his every-day life. The knights, Gwen, Merlin, Gaius, the people in his council, but he could think of none that fit the dragons description of the mighty warlock.

Apparently finding humour in watching them panic, Kilgharrah stayed silent, a smile still playing on his face. 

"Just tell us who he is!" Arthur snapped after a minute or two, anger building in him at Kilgharrah's amused nonchalance.

"But of course," the dragon replied, grin widening. "All you had to do was ask."

Arthur huffed shortly, but listened intently as Kilgharrah leaned in closer.

"Emrys', the most powerful warlock who ever has and ever will walk the earth, sworn protector of the Once and Future King, slayer of Nimueh and Cornelius Sigan, friend of Camelot and enemy of all twisted magic, has the birth name, given to him by his mother in the town of Ealdor, of..."

Arthur's breath came in a sharp gasp as realization dawned.

"...Merlin..."

~~~~~

Arthur marched down the hallway, trailed by the Round Table knights, aiming purposefully for Gaius' and Merlin's door. Coming to it, he threw it open with a bang and strode inside, the knights filing in behind him. Leon, ever thoughtful, closed the door behind them. Merlin, who had been working on some sort of tincture, looked up, startled, then grinned as he saw who had entered. The grin slowly left his face as he glanced around and saw their expressions, however.

Gwaine, with one of uncharacteristic calm reassurance, Percival, one of wonder, Leon, one of shock and just a tiny bit of fear, Elyan, one of unsureness, and Arthur's...a mix of anger and confusion and desperation and awe and fear and hurt and a million other emotions all scattered across his face.

"What's...going on?" Merlin asked hesitantly.

""What's going on?'! 'What's going on?'!" Arthur mocked furiously. "The Great Dragon—the one you said I killed, by the way—just landed in the middle of Camelot and he told us everything, Merlin, or should I say Emrys!? Or Dragoon!? What the bloody hell is that all about!?"

Arthur wasn't sure how exactly he was expecting Merlin to react—maybe for him to deny everything, or try to explain in that awkward way of his, or just straight up run away, but he certainly wasn't expecting what did happen.

Merlin sighed loudly, a disturbingly unsurprised expression on his face. "Damn dragon," he muttered darkly.

[benevolenterrancy]

I finally finished a Witcher fanfiction I’ve been poking at for over a year! Woohoo! A mermaid!au that was inspired by a kinkmeme prompt and “A Little Sacrifice” from Sword of Destiny.

Dandelion was going to die.

Trapped in a barrel full of fetid water, miles from the coast, with skin that was burning from the over-hot summer sun, this was the most likely outcome. A tragic, far-flung death fit for any one of the more maudlin ballads, a cruel punishment for Dandelion's fascination with the surface world.

And if his slow, painful death hadn't already been assured, the sudden appearance of a witcher on the road, a slayer of creatures like Dandelion, only guaranteed it.

[faeryarchives]

accidental confessions (fem!reader)

malleus and leona part can be found here!

wherein person accidentally let out a longing confession to their crush but what they didn't know that person b is listening to them all along

: ̗̀➛ riddle rosehearts

"riddle, why don't you get some air in the garden for a while? you've been answering the same question two hours now."

a sigh escaped from the heartslabyul dorm leader's lips as his steel grey eyes scanned trough the document in his hand.

today was just like any other day, doing schoolworks and making sure that the students in their dorm are still following the rules.

"it's just because the formula i've been using seems to be wrong and i keep getting different results whenever i double check it." he turn to trey who was still surprisingly in his gym uniform.

"i would love to help you but mister vargas assigned me a task. if you ever spot cater tell him that 'trey would like to have his notes back'." the second year nodded as the vice dorm leader left the room.

riddle stared out of the window, his stress being ease at the sight of the rose garden from his window. "it wouldn't hurt to walk around the garden i guess."

"i don't even know why am i here." (name) muttered as she watch how ace and deuce complaining about painting the roses while patting the sleeping grim's fur.

ace let out a whine and sat on the floor, feeling his arms tired from all the painting. "(naaaaame)! i thought you were going to help us!"

"actually i didn't. i just said that i was coming with you. not to help you."

"she is right you know." deuce put the paint brush in to the bucket, a smirk on his face when he looked at his friends. "i think (name) came to see a certain someone. isn't that right?"

this cause the girl to blush furiously, making the first year claim to be true. "i certainly did not come see riddle! i am just watching you guys in case you get in trouble again." her words made the two let out roars of laughter, even the little monster in her arms joined in.

"(name), ace's stupidity is rubbing off you."

"so it was riddle!"

"ahahah who would've thought!"

"hey, i couldn't help it!" (name) leaned back on her chair, looking up at the sky with a soft look on her face and didn't notice the nearby footsteps approaching.

"i just love how he is very dedicated not just with his studies but also to being a dorm leader?"

"(n-name) i think you should turn around?" the blueberry haired boy nervously said, trying to make the girl stop before she could say anything more to reveal her feelings but she just kept on going.

"i think, we already lost her deuce." the two watch as (name) become indulge in her own world.

"-oh god don't let me get started on how cute riddle is when he got me as one of the judge in the masterchef event back then he looks so happy when he receive a 10 out of 10!" the girl then close her eyes, causing her not to notice the hand gestures the two first year students sending her to let her know about the figure just right behind her.

"i just love you so much riddle..."

being shocked, riddle, who was behind her all this time, took a step back causing him to break a random branch on the floor. talk about good timing!

the sound made the (color) haired girl cover her mouth and turn around to came face to face with a very red faced strawberry.

"r-riddle?!"

"ok we will leave you two alone ahihi." ace snickered while grabbing grim by the nape as they disappeared somewhere, leaving the two blushing dorks in the garden.

"a-ahem! that's so interesting. would you like to talk to me more then? i would love to listen to your stories."

: ̗̀➛ azul ashengrotto

as usual, the octavinelle dorm leader is in his vip room, counting the sales and helping the poor unfortunate students to find the solution to their problems. even though it is a usual day, azul could still feel fatigue coming up to him.

"jade?"

yes azul?"

"how many people are left for the consultation?"

the eel let out a hum, exiting the room and moments later entering again. a smile on the vice dorm leader's face appeared as if he was glad about something. "thankfully, there is only one left for the day but floyd grabbed the person earlier so you can take a short break."

"i see, tell him to let the last one come in if you ever find him so that we could compare the sales afterwards." jade bowed before leaving azul alone in the room.

the octopus let out a sigh before looking at the photo of him and a certain (hair) colored haired girl on his phone, he could feel a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"i haven't seen the prefect for a while now, i wonder how she is doing."

"floyd, as much as i love your hugs i really want to see azul right now~" (name) whined as she tried getting out of the eel's grasp, floyd let out a whining cry.

"but shrimpy~! i missed you so much!" the girl finally got out of his hold, a look of longing evident in her eyes. "i miss you too! but i miss azul so much floyd, i see you around with jade but i haven't even see my favorite octopus it makes me so sad!" (name) pouted and crossed her arms, remembering how she tried going after the octavinelle dorm leader only to be stopped by crowley and his requests.

"so are you going to confess to azul~?"

"that's a crazy idea. what am i supposed to say? azul, i like you so much - you look so adorable when you try out things that are new to you and i really like your merform even though i just saw it once but i will fight anyone who will talk shit behind you?"

the girl stopped when she saw floyd's grin widen while looking at something behind her making her turn around and she swore she just saw her ancestors right then and there from shame.

there behind her was the vip room, very wide open. she found azul blushing and burying his face into his hands from hearing those compliments. especially from her. jade was standing beside the door, sharing the same grin with his twin.

"its funny because you just basically confessed~!"

"azul, it's not what it's look like!"

"oh it is everything that it looks like."

"... s-shall we talk during our consultation?"

: ̗̀➛ jamil viper

"kalim, how many times would i tell you not to mix up the sugar and salt while creating your coffee."

"my bad my bad jamil sorry!" the vide dorm leader of scarabia couldn't help but shake his head, probably expecting that the dorm leader would do it again.

as jamil brewed another coffee, he turn to kalim who looked like he was searching for snacks? "why were you making coffee anyway? you rarely drink coffee."

"oh that! (name) and i were studying in the library when she said she suddenly feel sleepy. so i thought why not make her coffee?"

he couldn't believe what he just heard. kalim studying in the library? studying? and especially with the ramshackle dorm prefect? is this even real?

before jamil could ask kalim about the girl in the library again - the boy let out a gasp, almost dropping the wattle bottle in hand.

"i forgot about our warm welcome in the light music club! see you later!"

"what about (name)?!"

"please tell her something came up huhu there are first years interested in our club and lilia said we should be there to welcome them!" with that, kalim was already gone - his hurried footsteps slowly fade until jamil realized something.

"... if she is in the library maybe i should make her some snacks as well."

on the other hand, (name) let out a yawn, sleepy tears prickling her eyes as she try to continue writing her notes to review for the upcoming exam in history. "why don't you try sleeping for a while henchman? history is especially hard to understand if you are sleepy!"

"who are you and what have you done to my gremlin grim?"

"hey i am being nice! and it's boring here in the library and the great grim is bored! when will you finish writing your notes?"

"okay mind you, one of us need to study for the exam. and you can go find ace because i think i'll be right here until finish up until chapter 3." the girl ushered the complaining cat out of the library and patted his head before he left. stretching her limbs, (name) went back to her table - feeling the urge to close her tired eyes.

"i think i would just take a short break. my eyes are getting tired from reading." as she closed her eyes and leaned on the table, jamil entered the library quietly with a tray of coffee and snacks.

"where is she? oh there, (na-" the words got stuck in his throat when he spotted the girl with her eyes close on a nearby table, not wanting to wake her up.

"oh so you were sleeping... what a shame." jamil gently put the tray on the table as he sat next to (name), humming quietly as he looked at the notes she had been writing.

"history huh... no wonder you've been stressed lately." while jamil became occupied with her notes, (name) was internally panicking - fighting the urge to hide her blush.

'why is jamil here? isn't it supposed to be kalim?! why am i pretending anyway? grim i miss you come back i am going to cry.' the male put a strand of her (color) hair behind the girl's ear with a soft smile.

"you always do your best to learn everything from the scratch, that is pretty amazing. this is maybe one of the reason i fell for you.' his sudden confession made the girl suddenly open her eyes and stand up - her face blushing brightly.

"i-um hi jamil?"

"were you awake this whole time?" his face was also covered by blush when the girl slowly nodded and hid behind the hood of his hoodie. silence fall over the two until (name) cleared up her throat and sat next to him again, she is still blushing but jamil could see the happy look in her eyes.

"i was about to finish writing my notes a-anyway. do you want to hang out?"

[elmouwus]

♡ chapter one • zuzu’s smile ♡

year 3! izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki x f! midnights daughter! reader

summary – Y/N retells the story of how she met, fell in love, & broke up with izuku midoriya to her new classmates

warnings – fluff.

3021 words xx.

MINORS DNI, AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED.

Midoryia was flustered and in shock, one minute he was arguing with Todoroki about being All Might's love child and now he was fighting for a seat next to Y/N at lunch. He hadn't seen her in so long that he didn't even know what to say to her, and here he thought he had grown from his small 13 year old emotional self again, yet here he was.. flustered and mumbling to himself. He thought back to the scene from earlier this morning.

"LoVeRs?!" The entire class rang out together staring at Y/N and the three boys in disbelief. The three boys were just as confused as the class was, how could they not have known that they all dated the same girl at some point?

"Bakubro I knew you were a sly dog but I didn't think you were THAT sly," Kirishima said, standing up patting Bakugo's shoulder who pushed him off.

"You guys are gods," Mineta said in awe.

"You guys all seem so fun," Y/N said, laughing.

'Her laugh,' all three boys thought, 'I've missed it.'

"Y/N, if I can call you that," Mina interjected as she stood up and stood near the pop star who she received a nod from, "how are you a past lover of ALL THREE of UA's Big Three?"

Y/N smiled, "well," she squished Midoriya's freckled face, "I dated Zuzu here when I was 13," she moved over to Bakugo who was on the other side of Todoroki, "Kats here, I dated when I was 15," she then turned and looked at Todoroki, "and Sho, well we dated when I was 16."

Y/N walked a bit away from the boys and looked at the three in awe, she looked just as love stricken as the three boys, "they're my boys," she said with a soft smile and a happy sigh. Even after the explanation the three boys were still very confused.

'Of course someone as cool as she is would date Shoto and Kacchan,' Midoriya thought as he came back to the conversation happening in front of him. He had unfortunately lost the war with Bakugo for the seat next to Y/N, who had growled at him like a dog. So, he ended up sitting in front of her, Todoroki being on her other side. Mina sat next to Midoriya and was the one mainly speaking to Y/N as the majority of the class had fought to sit at her table along with the rest of the school when they realized Princess Aika was in their cafeteria.

Luckily, the Big Three were ultimately her guard dogs, nobody would be able to get too close to her with UA's Big Three guarding her, especially with Bakugo's famous growl and glare. Fortunately, with Y/N's sweet ‘Princess Aika’ voice she was able to convince people that she would give them autographs at lunch tomorrow. Sitting with her she had learned were her three boys, along with Ejirou who was next to Kats and Momo who was next to Sho, and across from her was Tenya, Yuga, with Zuzu in the middle, then Mina and Denki. She had practically forced everyone to drop formalities as she hated it and felt like it was a barrier to their up and coming friendships together.

Mina had mainly done the talking and asking, as many people weren't able to get anything in edgewise as she was way too excited to hear how her idol had dated the three hottest guys at UA and still had them wrapped around her finger. Before Mina could ask her another question Katsuki cut her off, "Raccoon Eyes how about you let someone else ask a question for once, huh?!"

Mina blew her cheeks up with air and pouted as Katsuki adjusted and faced Y/N, his arm on the back of her chair, "so you wanna explain how you somehow dated me, but also dated these two dweebs? Especially stupid Deku over here?"

Izuku rolled his eye and pouted as Y/N slapped Katsuki's arm, "don't you talk about him that way, you big bull-"

"No it's okay, Bunny, Kacchan is always like this," Izuku says, rubbing the back of his neck. Y/N stared at him for a second, finally getting the chance to take in his 'new' appearance. His hair was still fluffy but obviously taken better care of than when she last saw him, as his curls were now defined, as if he started taking care of them, but he did have an undercut. He had gotten much taller and buffer and his style changed too, he had piercings and his nails were painted black, she had to admit in her eyes he wasn't her cute little Zuzu anymore, he was her hot and grown up Zuzu.

"BuNnY?!" The table asked loudly, making Izuku and Y/N both laugh softly.

"Zuzu I don't care how he usually is, your appearance may have changed but I see you're still too nice to stand up for yourself," she said the last part softly before looking at Katsuki, "you better not call him that again."

"Not gonna happen," he grumbled at her as he slouched back in his chair. Before she could continue her argument with him, Shoto had interjected, "Snowflake?"

She turned towards him with a soft smile, "yes Sho?"

"Even though Bakugo is being a dick, could you answer the question? I'm very curious and confused about this to be honest."

"Oh yes, please tell us how you dated all three of them?" Mina and Denki both said with large smiles.

"Oh sure," Aika smiled, "I wonder where I'd start, they're all pretty long stories."

"How about the beginning," Momo suggested. Ejirou agreed with her, "yeah, start there."

"Maybe we should just let Miss. Kayama eat," Tenya said, trying to be helpful.

"Ida! I told you to call me Y/N, please drop the formalities, we're all gonna be very good friends, I just know it. Anyways.. the beginning.. I guess that starts off with Zuzu," she smiled brightly, "he was my very first boyfriend. I know how hot he looks now but I'm sure you all know how cute he was just a few years ago. What a shame I missed puberty hitting huh?" She said, licking her lips.

Izuku gulped as his face turned red, he felt like he was his 13 year old self all over again, all thanks to Y/N.

"I met Izuku when I was about 13, we went to different schools but we lived in the same neighborhood.. That's when Mom and I were keeping a low profile because of a rise in villain attacks against heroes and their families. I met him at the local creek..."

13 year old Y/N was currently practicing her gymnastics on a log that was over a creek. Ever since the move she wasn't able to be with her uncles and god fathers as she usually would to stay occupied but thanks to the rise of hero family deaths she had to stay clear of them to protect herself and them. So here she was, in the middle of the woods practicing gymnastics alone.

She was currently doing a handstand and just as she was flipping out of it, she heard a yell, "be careful!"

But it was too late, she had slipped on moss and found herself falling into the creek below. As she fell, it felt like it took forever. She spent the time wondering if she was going to die, what a gruesome thing to think at 13 but in the world she lived in people of all ages died under all circumstances. She thought, 'how embarrassing of a death this would be.' and just as she thought she might've landed on a rock or a sharp branch, she landed on a scrawny body.

"Ow," they both grumbled as they separated from each other, she stood up and then looked down at her savior, a boy about her age with a ball of fluffy green hair.

He was standing up himself, "that sure hurt."

"Of course it did, you just used your body as a safety net," she said, wiping herself off, "your quirk couldn't be used to help me out?'

The green haired boy wiped the back of his neck with a nervous smile on his face, "I-I don't have my quirk yet, but I couldn't have just let you fall. So I just did what I thought was best."

"That was incredibly stupid," she said causing the boy to frown but then she started smiling, "but very brave, thank you for being my hero."

The boy smiled at the girl , "yo-you're welcome, of-of course! How about we get out of the woods now?"

Y/N smiled and nodded following him out of the woods. It was clear the boy was flustered, how could he not be, this pretty girl just called him brave and a hero.. her hero.

The two sat in silence for a while which made her break it, "Well?"

Izuku looked at her confused, "what?"

"Shouldn't I know my hero's name?"

"Oh haha, I forgot about that. S-sorry about my manners, I'm Izuku Midoriya!"

"That's such a cute name," she smiled at her hero, "I'm Y/N."

"N-no last name?"

"That's classified information Zuzu," she said, winking causing the boy to blush even more. It was rare that a girl his age would be flirting with him, let alone talking to him.

The two talked as they walked and finally reached the entrance/exit, she looked at him, "how about you meet me here tomorrow cutie?"

Izuku smiled widely, she was so sweet, "S-sure, of-of course! After school?"

"Sure," she smiled, "see you tomorrow Zuzu."

"... and everyday after that I met him at that creek for about a year," Y/N said with a soft smile, she looked at Izuku, "he's changed a lot on the outside but just by looking at him right now I can tell that he's the same Zuzu," she reached over the table and caressed his face causing the table to awe, except for the three boys, Katsuki and Shoto were too busy being jealous that it wasn't them she was admiring while Izuku was flustered. He felt younger all over again, a puddle just for Y/N.

"How'd you get together though, that was just how you met," Mina said, interrupting their moment, making Izuku glare at the pink girl who stuck her tongue out at him making him do the same revealing his tongue piercing making Y/N gasp, "a tongue piercing?!"

"Y/N," Mina said, interrupting, "can you continue please?"

"Oh yeah," Y/N giggled, sitting with her legs up on her chair, leaning them on Shoto leaning her upper half on Katsuki while she spoke, making them both smile softly.

"It was so cute, we were at the creek.."

13 year old Y/N was snacking on her last baby carrot while she sat next to a 13 year old Izuku. The two were at their spot in the woods, next to the creek they met at, they had been meeting there for about 2 months at this point.

Y/N's snacking was interrupted when Izuku spoke, "B-Bunny, I- I have a question for you."

"Shoot Zuzu," Aika said with a small smile.

"S-so I was kinda wondering if- if y-you would mayb-"

"Izuku please spit it out already," she said, touching his hand with a small laugh.

"Okay.. Would you be my g-girlfriend, please," Izuku said, standing up and looking at her with a face of determination. Y/N stared at him, before she spoke Izuku cut her off, "unless you don't wanna," he rubbed the back of his neck, "you.. you're just so cool Bunny, and I just wanna be cool with you."

He let out a breath he hadn't realized he lost when Y/N started speaking, "Zuzu, I- I thought we were boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"WHAT?!"

"You gave me your sweater the other day and I accepted. Is that not how it works?" Y/N asked him, standing up as well with a face of confusion.

"N-No it's not."

"Oh," she sat down and laughed. Years of not socializing with non Pro Hero kids was having some wear and tear on her brain, "well then yes, I will be your girlfriend."

Y/N laughed with the rest of the table, "and we started officially dating after that, for about a year. It was so great."

"So," Yuga started, "if things were so good, why'd you break up, Mademoiselle?"

Y/N looked across the table and reached her hand out and caressed Izuku's hand, "in the last few months of middle school, Zuzu stopped coming around so much, even his mom wasn't sure what was going on. I wanted to talk things out but," her hands moved down to her lap and she caressed her own instead, "I couldn't seem to find him, so when I got the chance to audition for a pop idol boot camp in South Korea, it wasn't that hard to end things, I thought that he hated me anyways.. So on the day we broke up we finally talked..."

It had been months since Y/N and Izuku had a decent moment together.. he had even missed her birthday. But she finally had her chance to become a star like she wanted, this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. So there she sat in his room waiting for him so they could talk, as Inko had let her right in.

She waited for him as she swung back and forth in his desk chair, after hours of waiting Izuku finally came into the room. He dropped his bag and then screamed as he saw Y/N sitting in his room, "B-BUNNY WHAT'RE Y-YOU DOING HERE?"

"To talk," she said softly, "We... we need to break up."

"W-what?"

"I got an opportunity to audition for a pop idol boot camp in South Korea, and we haven't seen each other a lot anyways.."

"But that's be-because I've been training.. I'm sorry, I'll do anything."

"You couldn't train with me there? Or at least made an attempt to invite me?"

"Th-that's because-"

"I'm sorry Zuzu.. but I'm getting on a plane in the next few days and I won't have my phone for a while.. I just.. I think it's best. There isn't any changing my stance on this so please.." At this point both of them were crying, "just.. just promise me something."

"Please.. I'd do anything for you," Izuku said, wiping his tears and walking over to Y/N, holding her hand.

"Promise me that you'll always be my hero.. and that you'll never stop loving what you love most."

"You're what I love most," he sniffled. She laughed softly, "then do that, and never stop smiling. I wanna find your smile in my crowds when I get famous."

Y/N wiped a tear she hadn't known fell and went back to holding Izuku's hand, "and I can tell that he kept all of those promises.. even after all of this time. I'll never forget my Zuzu’s smile."

The table minus the two jealous boys awed while Katsuki softly grabbed Y/N’s wrist causing her to sit back down all the way and chuckle, much to Izuku's dismay, as Katsuki spoke, "enough about st-,” Y/N glared, causing him to sigh and correct himself, "Deku. How about you tell them about our epic love story," he says smirking at her. Y/N giggled as she caressed Katsuki's face, "sure Kats."

"I would love to hear about how Bakubro got to date a babe idol like you," Ejirou exclaimed, getting agreed nods and responses from the rest of the table.

"How did I get to date her? You saying I can't pull bitches, Shitty Hair?" Katsuki yelled as he stood up.

The whole table laughed, causing him to get more mad, "what're you extras laughing at," he asked as his hands started sparking causing Y/N to stand and grab his arm, "Teddy Bear," she said softly almost angelic like, “you know not to play with your food.” He rolled his eyes before smirking, “so I can just kill them instantly?” He asked as he turned to look at her.

She laughed, “how about later, can’t let them die not knowing about how we feel in love.”

She smiled at him and he scoffed but sat down in agreement, “you’re all lucky to live another day.”

"Please please tell us how you and Bakugo got together," Denki begged, "I absolutely have to hear this story."

"I agree," Momo nodded and leaned into the table to listen in better, "I'm rather intrigued by it."

She let go of Katsuki and smiled at her new friends, "right of course! Well, I met Katsuki wh-"

Y/N was interrupted by the sound of the bell which made her laugh, "guess it's a story for another time."

The table stood up and all of the students started walking together, Izuku and Shoto on both of Y/N's sides almost as soon as they began walking, while Katsuki sat at the table angry.

"Now how in the fuck does stupid Deku get the entire lunch hour and I have to wait," he said angrily before getting alerted by Y/N's sweet voice, "Kats are you coming or what," she asked as she turned to look at him with a large smile, the other two boys waiting as well.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," he grumbled as he stood up, rolling his eyes.

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That Kind of Love Never Dies_Chapter 1

Hey guys, Now that more voted to split my fictions in 2 parts, I'm back with the first part. I hope you like it. Don't forget to leave me feedbacks. I'll always appreciate them. Love you all.

This is for writing event @tvdspngirl314

My quote is "That kind of love never dies"

Dean x Reader series (just 2 parts)

This chapter words: ~5k

Series warning:

Angst, fluf, smut, angry Dean, hurt Reader, hurt Dean, there's some more but I hate spoilers so I insist on "Angst & Hurt"

It all started with a stupid argument at home. What was it? Three months ago? Sam couldn't remember the exact date but after years, it was the first time this awkward coldness between Dean and Y/n had started to build. He could remember the first time he and his brother came across Y/n like it was yesterday, they were hunting a very nasty creature who used to kidnap young and lonely women at night, then got them wrapped in ropes and ties on a bed in a warehouse to rape, torture and feed on their blood until the victim either died or accepted to turn into one of his kind.

Sam could remember the helplessness in people's eyes too. The pain of the victims' families, the frustration and anger on cops' faces when no one could find the criminal yet, even after the sixth missing girl.

"Sammy, he just kidnapped another girl. And I think I know where he's gonna take her. Let's hunt this son of a bitch."

When Dean was saying that, Sam never expected him to fall in love with the woman they would save that night. Well, unfortunately they weren't fast enough to prevent any harm to the girl. When they arrived and Dean killed the nasty creature, Y/n was almost dead. The monster had already raped her, tortured her … and when he felt the hunters enter the place, he drank almost all of her blood, to gain more energy to fight. So as always, Dean was up to blaming himself. Of course only in his own eyes, not anyone else's.

"Call Cas to come home. Tell him it's an emergency."

Dean told his brother when he finally could get Y/n out of those ropes. And Sam knew he was right. At that point, no one could save Y/n unless God or his angels. Maybe she was not so lucky coming across a nasty supernatural creature like that but she was lucky enough that Cas arrived just on time and healed her. However, angels can only heal physical wounds. But Y/n was hurt much more than that. She couldn't just move on from the things that the bastard had put her through. Even after Cas tricked her brain to forget some certain things, she still had bad nightmares and had this dark shade of hopelessness in her eyes. Soon, she started to eat and talk less and less. And Dean just couldn't let her go. He really wanted to fix all of that for her but she kept shutting him out… until the depression hit her. It was so bad that Cas felt the need to tell them to prepare themselves for her death. Because after all those days and unlike everything else in their lives, The Winchesters were already used to her presence around them; like the way a lonely person can get used to a wounded cat more and faster than anyone else.

"I'm not gonna hunt until I'm sure she can live her normal life." When Dean stated that, Sam really thought he was joking. But after a few days he started to believe it. Dean truly would do anything to keep her alive. From cooking vegetables to laughing at his own dad jokes in front of Y/n to make her smile. That was when Sam started to feel that they can be more than a random hunter/rescued victim relationship! It felt like his brother had finally found his motivation in life: "Saving Y/n."

Gradually Y/n started to respond to this special attention from Dean with trust and smiles. Soon they became a power couple that could motivate each other so easily that sometimes Charlie would call them out. And honestly Sam had no problem with it. In fact Y/n had become his other sister.

"My God, Dean! You're burning up!" It was two day after a werewolf hunt in which Dean had got hurt. At first it was just some scratches on his arms and chest. Yet as the time passed, more symptoms started to appear: headache, pain, fever, cold sweat, even nose bleeding and before they could figure it out, Dean fell unconscious. Apparently the claws of the werewolf were poisonous. However Sam wasn't sure. The only thing he got no doubts about was the fact that it was already too late. Dean couldn't make it to the hospital. So either Sam had to do anything possible to save him or Cas should've picked up his God damn phone.

"No. no, no, no, no. Dean … Dean!!!"

That was when Sam got to hear Y/n's helpless cry and see her true feelings. She was already in love with his brother.

Luckily, unlike typical love stories; no one died that night. Sam's antidote worked. And Dean opened his eyes an hour later.

"Sammy … Y/n?" As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Y/n grabbed his face and put her thirsty lips on her beloved hunter's, letting the tears stream down on her face… and then his.

"Never do that again." She begged, breaking the kiss, her trembling hands holding Dean's face so she could look into his eyes.

Sam couldn't stop his smile remembering how cute they were. Y/n literally had Dean wrapped around her little finger, to the point he accepted to teach her how to hunt and soon she was part of their team too. Until … a few months ago. After two years of them being constantly close to each other, Sam could tell something was off when Dean started to go out without eating breakfast with Y/n. Of course she got suspicious after the third time and that was when their endless arguments started.

"Why don't you just tell me what's wrong?"

"Because nothing is wrong, Y/n."

Actually there was. Something was VERY wrong. Anyone could tell that just by the change in Dean's eyes whenever he wanted to look at Y/n. Day by day he was getting more quiet and cold. Now they didn't even eat pie together or watch movies late at night. And Sam couldn't ignore his brother being grumpy or drunk on hunts, not anymore.

"Ok man, I've had enough. You either tell me what's wrong with you or next time I won't make any excuses so you can leave Y/n out of our hunt plans. I'm serious, Dean, I'll tell her the truth." He finally said, when they were alone in the impala, on their way to do their next hunt.

"She wants more."

"More?"

"Yeah. Sometimes it's like she sees more in me. She thinks we can have a different life. There's no need for any saying, I can see it in her eyes whenever we accidentally come across some family at a diner that try to feed their kids or people's wedding photos whenever we go to talk with some witnesses or whoever during the research! Sometimes she even looks up wedding dresses or kid stuff on the net!" Dean blew his anger out of his nostrils and sighed, shaking his head.

"Wow." Sam couldn't find the proper word to say but he couldn't hide his surprised face either.

"What?" Dean gave him an annoyed look.

"I mean …" Sam chuckled. "… are you telling me you're actually angry with her for imagining the things you always dream about?!"

"Sam …"

"No, really. I'm just curious. What's wrong with you, man?" Sam asked genuinely, waiting for an answer.

"What's wrong with me?! You think something is wrong with me just because I'm the rational one in this relationship; who's actually able to see the difference between a dream and the reality?"

Yeah, anyone could take that earnest speech, but not Sam. He'd seen and knew enough about his brother.

"What's the reality? Aren't you and Y/N living that dream life already?"

"What?! No. No … that's not the same." Dean shook his head.

"Really? How is it not? It's been two years, Dean. You two are constantly with and/or around each other. Always worried when the other one is in trouble and still looking at one another like there is nothing in the world that can make you happy as much as this relationship. So … excuse me if I won't buy your pretty speech; man ." Sam said, Rolling his eyes.

"Ok, let's say you're right but ... is it gonna be like that forever? With all the supernatural crap that we have to take care of … and the constant danger and chaos in this hunter life we have… I …"

"You what?" Sam asked when Dean didn't finish his sentence. He was lost in his thoughts, staring at this unknown point in the depth of the road. Finally he blew out his despair.

"I just can't let her fall for the things I know I can't provide for her. It's not fair, Sammy. It's not fair to lock her up in this dark life with me just because she loves me … especially while I know there is a whole bright future out there waiting for her."

"Here we go, the old Dean's self-doubt" Sam thought to himself as he took a deep breath before finding the best words to wake his brother up from this nightmare

"Yeah, I know but I don't think it's your call. If Y/n wants to go to hell with you instead of living in heaven with someone else, it's her choice. Not your responsibility. Right?"

Dean shook his head while his lips curved up a little to fake a smile but he never answered or said anything about that conversation ever again. He kept his silence for like three weeks … until someone new showed up: "Gary Smith". A tall man with the most stylish haircut and the most perfect teeth and smile.

They saw him for the first time at their hangout bar, as the new bartender who almost jumped in Y/n's way as soon as they entered the bar.

"Oh my God, bunny! Is this really you?" He said, pulling her in his embrace. Like she was the long time missing piece of his beloved puzzle!

"Bonny? You're wrong. Her name is Y/n." Dean said, pretty annoyed by the way Gary tightened his arms around Y/n's little shoulders, making him chuckle.

"No, uh … it's just a nickname." Y/n said as soon as the guy let her go.

"Yeah, actually the most fitting nickname that I could think of. I mean … you have to agree. She got the most cute little ears in the world." The guy explained, chuckling and pulling on her little star earring. Well, if Sam wanted to be honest, he had to agree with him. He never paid any attention to it before but now that Gary mentioned it, he could tell Y/n's ears were truly small.

"I see … So … I guess this means you were close friends?" Dean said, already hating the way Y/n e's blushed with hearing her old nickname.

"Uh … well, no. Actually more than that." The guy grinned, ruffling his own hair while he was awkwardly laughing and looking at Y/n. Just like a proud embarrassed teen!

"We used to date." Y/n said.

*oh* Sam tried his best not to let that stupid grin sit on his lips but Dean's frown and his sudden heavy silence didn't let him do so.

"Yeah. We are kinda each other's first. Like … you know? prom date." The man added, giving Y/n a wink while Dean's gaze was still locked on his large arm around her shoulders.

"Yeah. It's been years, Gary."

"I know. But believe me, bunny. you still look the same." He said, bending to put a kiss on her right cheek.

Dean would kill him. Sam just knew that. Because his brother's eyes were already burning with jealousy.

"By the way, don't you wanna tell me who these gentlemen are ?" The guy asked Y/n, giving her his softest smile.

"Of course. This is Sam and this is Dean. My colleagues who are my friends now. I live in their place."

After they met, everything got even more complicated. Y/n, the girl who was still trying to get old-happy-days Dean back suddenly stopped whatever she used to do. No more complains, no waiting at nights to see Dean before going to bed, no more effort to get involved in hunts, no nothing. And despite what Dean had claimed before, it was making Dean even more frustrated. Day to day he and Y/n were getting colder towards each other and there was nothing he could do to fix it. That was what made him even more furious. Sam already knew all of that and he still had to live with both of those grumpy faces. So last night when they began to fight, he could see this was coming: Y/n left the bunker after Dean let some hurtful things out of his mouth, just because he didn't know how to deal with all the heartache anymore. He now was convinced that Y/n didn't love him anymore. Yet the next day after drinking whatever strong drink they had, he begged Sam to come with him. Apparently Jodie texted Dean about Y/n being in her place for that night. Just to make sure that her crazy step son won't sell his soul over a tracking spell! So Dean almost begged his brother to be there with him, cause Dean believed that as much as Y/n didn't care about him, she still respected Sam and cared about him. Like a little sister and her elder brother.

So here they were, In Jodie's living room, in front of her and Y/n.

"Considering your sleepy eyes, I think we caught you at bed time, huh?" Sam asked, checking Y/n's obvious eye bags.

"Who says that? I'm totally good, Sam."

She said with a small smile, looking much more in control and stronger than before. So Sam knew it was a lie. Y/n Just had made her peace with what had happened last night. The realization۹ kicked Dean in the gut. Y/n always used to be stronger and bolder when she got hurt.

"I'm gonna make some coffee for us. Why don't you guys take a seat till I come back?"

Jodie interrupted, to ease the heavy and sharp silence that suddenly had fallen over all of them.

Y/n gave her a smile.

"Of course."

It was so fake. Her smile didn't even curl her lips completely. She was still badly hurting.

Sam swore in his head when he looked over his brother who sank silently into the nearest seat at the end of the table like a broken shell that he was too . One of Dean's hands was in the pocket of his jacket, the other formed a fist on the table. Sam was sure Dean knew it too. He knew everything was almost past saving. "Almost". Sam tried to stick to their small chance.

"So …" He cleared his voice before he put some (semi fake) hope into his words."You're … you're gonna come back home today or did Alex and Claire made you promise them otherwise?" He laughed and tried to make it funny but the truth was he asked this for Dean's sake, knowing he already was struggling to find the words … to let Y/n know how much he wanted her back … to ask her to come back.

"To be honest … I don't think I can live in the bunker anymore." Y/n said and as Dean's head snapped up to look at her in horror, she raised her hand to stop his (likely) protests.

"I applied for a job 3 weeks ago and to my surprise they called me this morning to tell me I'd actually got it."

*What?*

No one had to ask it. The question was already hung in the air. She snored mockingly in her nose. "Perfect timing, right?"

She moved her gaze from her interlocked fingers on the table to Dean's eyes.

He didn't answer, he didn't move but he got tense. Still staring back at Y/n.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Sam asked, once again saving Dean from asking the question he was itching to ask with some other words that for sure couldn't be nice.

"I wanted to but I didn't think I could actually get it and even if I did, I never figured out how to tell you. Besides, I never considered the "move out" option before..." She looked at Sam for a second before she turned her gaze on Dean. "... But I actually appreciate that you bring it up. I think now I can take the advice. I'm gonna move on."

Sam's heart dropped in his stomach when he heard those words. Because he knew what this meant. It felt something like having to watch Dean get stabbed in the heart.

"Is this … because of that Bartender?" Dean asked, staring deadly at Y/n with his bloodshot eyes. He was already chewing on his bottom lip. And Sam knew a heavy storm was on its way to hit them.

"I don't want to answer that question."

*shit*

"Why? Because you can't just simply say no?" Dean scolded and Sam could see how it pushed on Y/n boundaries.

"No. Because it's not your fucking business and it's not Gary's business either. But at least he knows his limits."

*well, fuck*

"By "limits" you mean when he drools on you just because for God knows whatever the reason, you started to wear leather jackets when we go there?"

"WHAT?!"

*Oh, fuck* Sam thought to himself, watching Y/n rise from her seat.

"You think … you really think that I …" she laughed nervously and Sam could tell she would punch Dean in the face if she wasn't a sweet, super nice person.

"How you can even …"

"I can even what, Y/n? Are we now going to pretend like I'm a blind man who can't see how you got attracted to your ex again? Did you really think I couldn't see how your hands were shaking when his filthy face lighted up by seeing you for the first time after all these years?"

Sam wanted to interrupt him or at least leave the room but everything was happening so fast.

"So what? Why and since when you care about my private life?"

"Since you stopped drinking bunker's beers just because you rather drink those crappy poisonous cocktails he makes at the bar!"

Dean was on his feet now as well. And despite his will, Sam couldn't stop his smile. He never saw his brother this jealous before. It was fun.

"Poisonous? … You … of all people, you are the one who says this? cause as much as I know, you're the one who puts dormitives in my guest's food so the poor guy gets tired and can't spend his time with me!"

"Yeah, because your poor guy is not welcomed in MY PLACE!" Dean yelled, punching the table with so much power that made everyone almost jump out of their skins.

"Dean!" Finally Sam interrupted but as soon as he stood up, someone rang the doorbell and Sam could hear Jodie welcoming someone inside.

"Guys … I know it's not my place to interfere but you two really need to sort things out somewhere private … of course that's when both of you can be much calmer than this."

"No, we have nothing to say or to talk about, anymore. Your brother was clear enough when he said he wants me to move out, so I'll move out. And that's it."

Y/n declared, looking at Sam to resist any eye contact with Dean, probably to make him even more crazy.

"And that's it? You wanna ignore that part where you were too eager and ready to accept that suggestion and leave the bunker instantly like your pants were on fire?!"

Dean retorted while Y/n was shaking her head like she couldn't believe him.

"Whose pants are on fire?" Jodie interrupted as soon as she re-entered the room with the coffees she'd made, this time a man was with her. Y/n's guy. The famous bartender.

*Oh, No!*

Sam sighed, closing his eyes for a second so the guy couldn't read his face.

"Obviously not mine." Dean hissed through his teeth, looking first at the guy and then at Y/n with such a disappointment and rage that no one could ignore.

"Hey, what's wrong?" The guy asked, choosing the worst spot to stand on: right next to Y/n.

"My typical life I guess. Nothing's new." She mumbled in reply to him but her eyes were still on Dean.

"No, nothing is wrong with your life, Y/n. It's about your choices. That's what's wrong with you. As always." Dean said bitterly. As sharp as a knife, as cold as ice. Sam could see how it drained color from Y/n's face.

"You better watch your mouth, buddy." The Gary guy warned Dean and Sam could tell that if it wasn't for the sudden thud sound that stole everyone's attention, Dean would throw a fight right there. But …

"Y/n!" Jodie almost screamed. Y/n was laying on the floor, seemingly unconscious.

"Oh, God." Sam said as Jodie rushed to her.

"Y/n? … Y/n can you hear me?"

As she sat next to her, Gary's fingers already were on Y/n's carotid pulse point. So Sam couldn't stop himself from looking up at his brother, who was still standing where he was. In shock.

"Oh, shit!" Gary's worried voice made Sam check Y/n's pale face again but Jodie was the one to dare ask the question which was on everyone's minds.

"What? What's wrong?"

"Her pulse ... too faint." He said before turning to Dean: "Is she bleeding?"

"Bleeding?" Dean blinked and mumbled in confusion.

If it was up to Sam, he'd ask *What bleeding?* & *Why are you asking this from my brother?*

"Oh my. You still don't know. Do you?" Gary sneered.

"Know what? What's happening?" Jodie was freaking out now and Sam actually felt the same. He didn't like the way this stranger pretended like he knew her better than them. However what happened next was much more unexpected. And … rude!

To everyone's surprise, the guy reached out to Y/n's jeans and drew his hand between her legs but before anyone could react, he spread her legs open so it could be possible for everyone to see that big red stain there. Then he raised his hand. It was all wet and red in blood!

"She's having a miscarriage." He revealed.

Sam's gaze instantly caught Dean's ... Burning. Dean was burning inside with his heavy silence.

"Don't you worry. It's not mine." Gary added more fuel to that hell with such a mocking tone, staring right back at Dean's eyes.

Now Sam could feel it. The storm was there: rising in his brother's roar!

Before Sam could've moved any muscles, Gary was already pinned to the wall, Dean's hands on his now-ripped-out collar.

"Dean, no!" Sam jumped in, trying to catch his brother's arm before his fist make any contact with the guy's nose but all he could do was changing the direction of the punch which landed on Gary's shoulder, making a painful cracking sound.

"I said no … Dean, stop it." Sam had to literally cage Dean in his arms so the furious man couldn't tear Gary apart.

"Get off me, Sam. This son of a bitch has to learn his place."

"Enough!" As Dean just broke himself free, Jodie's scream stopped everyone in their tracks.

"It's enough!" Jodie warned all three men, pointing at them one by one.

"You want to fight? Not here. Not in my house!"

"But ..."

As soon as Dean opened his mouth to protest, Jodie cut him:

"And you … you should know Y/n is pregnant with your twins. So … you'll be a responsible man who will try his best to save them or you can get the hell out of here and never come back!"

"What?" Sam was too shocked to suppress his reaction while Dean couldn't even find any words to say. His confused look darted between Jodie's face and Y/n's figure while his parted lips kept moving without making any noise, just like a dying fish on the shore!

"I promised her not to tell anyone but it was a promise under normal conditions, not this." Jodie sighed, struggling to keep her emotions under control. Sam saw the worry in her frown. Like a real mother, worried for her children. However it was nothing in comparison to his brother's blank eyes and pale face.

"Dean, It's ok. We just need to take her to hospital. … it's ok, man. I promise."

He had to grab Dean by his jacket, as his brother was struggling to process all of these in his head.

"Come on, man. We got no time. Do I need to do this alone or you'll …"

"Get the car, Sammy."

It was just a simple sentence. Yet it had enough power to make Sam's heart sank. Since Dean had put the car keys in his hand saying that, Sam couldn't stop thinking about that tone. Dean never had called Baby a "car" In years. And Sam had never heard that crack in his voice since their Dad's death.

"You ok?" He finally let himself ask, two hours after they arrived at the hospital.

"I want to be." Dean closed his eyes and put his head against the cold wall, letting the dim light to darken the shadows under his eyes.

"I'm sure she'll be good. She's strong, Dean. You know that."

He smiled and Sam looked away not to watch him. He knew that smile. Dean used to give him that, whenever everything was gone so wrong that Dean couldn't promise him anything good. Like when both of them were still kids. Hungry, cold and all alone in a rusty motel room where John had left them on their own for a one day long hunt but then a heavy snow had crashed the roads and kept them apart for half a week. So Dean had to wash the dishes and do the laundry in the motel to rent the room for another day and provide some snacks so they wouldn't starve to death. But after three days, the hotel managers didn't want them to be around. And Sam could vividly remember that smile on his brother's face when he asked: *Where should we go then?*

"You were always such a father material. You know?"

Sam admitted with a broken smile on his face.

"You were always responsible, kind and caring with me as a kid. And I can't imagine anyone who deserves to be a father more than you."

Dean took a deep breath and opened his eyes without looking at him: "But I don't want ... I really can't, Sammy."

All, it certainly wasn't the response Sam had expected. He used to believe that Dean would never turn down any chance to start a family with Y/n. Especially after everything in the world was back to normal.

"Are you kidding me? You always wanted this."

"No …" Dean finally turned his gaze to meet his brother's confused eyes. "No, Sammy. Not like this. I don't want to raise another kid without his mom. I'm not that strong anymore."

Dang. Once again Sam's heart dropped in his stomach. Dean was really helpless.

"Mr. Winchester?"

Dean was on his feet as Sam just realized the doctor's presence.

"It's me."

Sam prayed for any good news as doctor took a glance of Dean and fixed his glasses on his face …

"To be continued …"

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[willow-salix]

Day 100 of Isolation on Tracy Island and I'm writing this as a continuation from yesterday because I didn't have time to finish it then. And yes, before you ask, I am talking to Gordon again, because it was actually quite sweet in the end.

You know what it's been like during lockdown, everything has kinda blended into one longass day? I’ve lost track of dates, lost track of days in general, all they are is a number now, I know this is day 100 but I couldn’t tell you the month. Apparently it’s June, who knew?

We walked in after our little submarine jaunt and Gordon made his announcement. Scott popped his head around the door, looked panicked for a second and then vanished. Two seconds later John was forcibly shoved through the door into the kitchen with us. He stumbled and flailed for a second then pulled himself together.

“Hey, you’re back, I missed you!” he pulled me into a hug but I was wise to his moves and noticed the gesture he made behind my back allowing Virgil to sneak out from behind the breakfast bar and make a run for it.

“OK what’s going on?”

“Nothing!”

“Really?” I pulled back to hit him with a warning glare, just a little one to let him know I wasn’t appreciating the fibs. “Gordon said he was distracting me.”

“Well, Gordon is an idiot,” John shrugged, “I wouldn’t pay too much attention to anything he says.”

“Hey, unfair!”

“Accurate,” I agreed. “But unfair. Now spill it, Spaceman.”

“OK, fine,” he conceded, holding out a hand, “come on, follow me. You too, Gordo.”

He led the way up to the lounge where there was a hive of activity going on. You know in those old cartoons where everyone is dashing around and someone walks in and they all stop like they have been freeze framed, mid activity, just staring at you like you’re a three headed alien dancing with maracas. Which I wasn’t, I can assure you.

“Gahh, she’s here!” Alan yelped and they all came back to life.

“Happy birthday!” they choroused.

“You what now? Who’s birthday is it? Oh my gods, did I forget someone's birthday? Wait, is it August already? I’m so sorry, Virg! I suck! I’ll make it up to you.”

“It’s June,” John reminded me.

“It is? Who’s birthday is in June?” I flipped frantically through my mental rolodex of family rubbish and came up empty.

“Love, it’s your birthday.”

I snorted. “I think I’d know if it was-” he showed me the date on his phone, “-my birthday,” I finished. Dang. “I can’t believe I forgot my own birthday.”

"Well, you have been a bit distracted lately," Jeff laughed.

“We’ve all chipped in to help,” Scott told me, handing me a glass of something blue with an umbrella in it. “Better sip that carefully at first, MAX made it, Brains has been teaching him to mix drinks and he’s insisting on being our bartender today.”

“We have presents,” Alan grinned.

“And I made a cake!” Grandma smiled, gesturing to the coffee table.

“Oh...oh you guys are amazing,” I sniffed, feeling tears brewing.

“Quick, John, waterworks at 3 o’clock,” Virgil laughed as I was dragged into another hug.

“Nope, crying is not allowed,” John insisted, petting my hair.

“I can if I want to, because apparently it’s my birthday,” I mumbled against his shoulder.

The tears didn’t actually last that long, just long enough for me to mark my territory by getting foundation and mascara smears on his shirt. I’m a woman, it’s what we do.

Everyone gave me hugs and someone put on some music to 'really get the party going' although it was something call Gangnam Style so I think it was Grandma, she was doing a very weird dance to it too.

My mum called during the cake, which gave me a perfect excuse not to eat any of it (thanks Mum) and I promised that I’d visit them the next day.

The drinks that MAX mixed were...interesting, mostly palatable, very strong and they led to some very sloppy karaoke numbers that Scott and I started but the others helped to finish.

Someone had managed to get off the island and pick up take out and yes, Alan had been right, there were presents.

It turned out that Virgil had been borrowing my things to work on a witchy tarot card themed painting for the wall of my office, Alan got me a years membership to Cavern Quest (I think that’s more for his benefit than mine) Gordon got me a Thunderbird Four bath toy, Scott bought himself a new hoodie so I could keep his (Yay, but it's bold of him to think I won’t steal that one too) and John unfortunately didn’t get me the kitten or the hamster that I wanted but he did get me a cute little moon necklace and a promise of another present later, so I’ll forgive him.

I’m writing this a little worse for wear and all alone apart from Alan, Jeff, Grandma and Kayo.

We were all slumped around the breakfast table, sipping coffee like it was our life’s blood and trying to force some toast down into our rebelling stomachs, my head was pounding and Gordon was SOOO LOUD.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

“Urghhh,” I groaned, “turn that off. Whatever it is, it’s bad for me right now, " I tried to burrow my aching head under Alan's arm but it did nothing.

“It’s the emergency line,” John answered, sitting up straighter.

“Emergency line?” Scott shot upright too.

“Is this it? Do we have one?” Virgil asked, starting to smile.

John nodded. “Yep. Guys, you’re going to the Bahamas.”

Everyone scrambled, looking so dang happy to be moving again, to have a purpose again, taking off at a run for the lounge and their launch chutes and John to five to coordinate.

It looks like the world really is starting up again even though it is hard to think about. We’re used to being a bit isolated here and cut off from the rest of the world, but this has been a long lockdown and no doubt about it, it’s not completely over, not by a long shot.

We still have to social distance, we still have to wait for a call from the local authorities giving us permission to enter their country rather than just going wherever we are needed, but it’s progress.

This will be my last regular update for a while, it’s been an interesting three months and I’ve thoroughly enjoyed sharing our daily lives with you all in more depth, but now we need a little time to ourselves.

But don’t worry, I’ll still share the best stories with you all, I’ll still tell you all when something ridiculous happens, because let’s face it, it’s us, it’s a foregone conclusion that things will never be quiet here for long.

So, until I have something else to share, here’s a big thank you for spending time with us every day, for reading about our crazy lives and for laughing along with us (and crying with me too). Remember to stay safe, don’t take stupid risks, look after yoursleves and those you hold dear.

International Rescue are never far away, if you need them, just call, any frequency will do, they’ll hear you.

Bye for now.

(( Don't worry, I've loved doing these and will continue doing a diary for Selene as it was such fun. Isabelle did another picture to accompany this one, so here's the latest family portrait))

[pain-somnia]

(1)so, i've been re-reading AOY for like, the third time, and i just wanted to tell u how much i appreciate the way you write all of the characters. i feel like you approach them with empathy, or at least an understanding of some sort. like, you don't ignore their flaws or their virtues, you don't get viciously against or in favor of any of them. and even if your fic is focused on Hyde&Jackie and their relationship, u give depth to almost all of the characters,

(2) none of them could be replaced with a cardboard cutout, u know? and the dynamics in the group are fantastic, everyone matters to everyone in one way or another (although there are different degrees of closeness, of course). a long time ago i had started reading the eric/buddy fic u mentioned, and while it was well written and intriguing, i couldn't get past the first few chapters bc i can't handle fics that are too biased (not to say that it was bad, it just wasn't my thing).

(3) plenty of other t7s fanfics are biased too (to a certain extent), which is fine and completely normal, but idk, i just love that u seem to care for everyone at least a little bit. it's one of the things that makes AOY so compelling to me. i'm looking forward to what's next, especially bc i wanna know how Hyde&Jackie are gonna deal with their new-but-not-really relationship,

(4)and i NEED more Buddy&Fez, and Jackie&Donna. i also i have a good guess as to the ship you're gonna introduce, so i'm excited to see how you're gonna tackle them 👀. anyway, i didn't mean for this message to get so long lmao. hope you're doing well 💕.

First, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING MY WORK I’m in awe that you re-read it that much (I’m always in awe when ppl re-read my work)

I’m blushing so hard from your compliments. When I first came up with the idea to do this time travel fic I did mostly focus on Jackie and Hyde but then I started to think about the other characters and how Jackie isn’t entirely selfish and she is a compassionate person, so why shouldn’t relationships with other characters be mentioned or highlighted in some way?

(gonna try and put everything under the cut so I don’t clog up the dash but if it doesn’t work I’m so sorry)

Besides the fact that the show was about the group of friends, a huge bit of inspiration for giving more attention to the other characters especially having them do activities with each other especially outside of the basement actually came from my own years as a teen and into my early 20s. The zenmasters fandom is still really new to me unlike the sasusaku fandom so many don’t know about how I got really sick and lost the closeness I used to have with my irl friends due to my illnesses and inability to do all of the things I used to do with them. This is my way of capturing my love for my old friends in a way.

My home used to have the same feeling as Eric’s basement (every time my family moved my house was still THE house) and I was one of like three friends that were licensed (even up to our mid 20s) and I was the only one everyone fully trusted to drive. So in a way I was the Eric of our friend group especially when you add in my mom’s train of thought when it came to my friends and I which was that she would rather us eat everything in her fridge in kitchen and have her go broke feeding us than for us to be out doing stupid shit. It didn’t stop us from doing stupid shit but that was our life lol

we used to trespass into places (abandoned houses, abandoned asylum, parks and fields and lakes when they were closed at night), I had an ex that stole a golf cart from a security guard cuz it was there and the keys were in the ignition and we all fucking scattered when the guy showed up, we would fuck around at my house or another friend’s house and drinking and weed (and acid and shrooms) were usually involved (I was the mom friend so I always took care of everyone and was designated driver), we went to concerts even if we had to drive to other states and also went to Warped Tour almost every year until I got sick af. We would find the perfect places to watch meteor showers and hold bonfires at a friend’s house (although we did start a bonfire in a soccer field we had no business being in at that time at night).

And we would drive around for hours with no destination. We typically told our parents we were going bowling when we did and we never fucking went bowling lol

There’s so much that we did

This is all the energy of my personal experience being a teenager with access to a minivan and then my own car that really made me think about the T7S gang and even though I want to focus so much on Jackie and Hyde and their romance, I feel like I would be doing such a disservice to the friendships in the show by not having them be actual friends in the story.

I’ve had a friend abandoned by her mother and she moved in with a bf and we all helped her (I had to teach her how to cook rice in a pot cuz her bf didn’t have a rice cooker and my mom made sure she knew she could come live with us if she got fed up with her bf’s family) and my family has opened their home to my friend and her family when they were in between homes. I’ve had to help friends through bad trips. We’ve all had our hearts broken. Some of us have dealt with being queer and learning about our own identities and the struggle with finding out who we really are. I found out my father wasn’t my biological father when I was 20 lol

And we all had each other during those moments. Just like how the T7S gang had each other. So I felt personally invested in making sure to elaborate on moments where they were hanging out and being friends to each other.

And I know. God that fic. Whenever I re-ead that fic I actually skip a lot and my last re-read of it made me feel like I couldn’t read it again just because it is way too biased. Like it completely absolves a certain character of everything and I kind of lost it when Brooke had to apologize to him in the fic....I feel like, you should definitely be able to criticize things that you love and that it doesn’t take away any love to recognize the bad with the good.

Like right now I have to show some bias against Kelso for the part of the story but I keep editing it so it’s not complete hate against him. It’s just for this part of the story he is well just being him which is unfortunately ugly and it has to be ugly until he can grow. But I feel guilty about it lol don’t hate me too much for what he has to go through first

Jackie and Donna. I have such a weak spot for them in my fic mostly because for the longest time I didn’t really have many girl friends. I was always too much of a boy, too weird, too ugly for the other girls so I didn’t have someone I was truly super close with until I was in like 8th grade. And there’s this sisterhood with Jackie and Donna that I wish they did better. Like ignoring s8 completely, there just could have been more. But the sweet moments we got were amazing. I just feel like the writers knew fuck all how to make the girls proper friends without feeling like they were losing the characters and how they were.

i will probably be introducing that ship in chapter 8. I’m just struggling wrapping up the last bit of chapter 7 aka the January 31st part. I’ve just been staring at page 56 and wondering if I’m doing it right.

[romance2d-otomegame]

The Route Thief

Sumary: Everybody used to tell me to stop playing those games, but what can I do? An otome game is pretty addictive and specially if is one like Wizardess Heart. This game is my life! Wait, I didn't mean literally... Then, why I'm suddenly inside on my game!? Is that Hiro and Zeus? When I said this game is my life I didn't mean to want that this game BE my life!

Pairing: Hiro x Marian

Chapter 4

After dinner, Zeus and I went to a walk by the garden. Some orbs of light were flouting on all the way lighting up the path. I tried to touch one, I was wondering if it was hot. But actually it was just warm, and it was beautiful, some how, it make me relax and smile.

"What the heck are you doing?"

And stress came back

"I was just curious."

"I was talking about you coming to Gedonelune. What are you up to?"

Zeus approached me and blocked my way.

"I... Don't know what is happening either. I didn't know anything About it, I swear. "

"Like I'll believe that!"

He seems to be very angry. But why? Do he... He doesn't like his fiance? If I remember well, there's never mentioned that Zeus have a fiance. Like ever! But, it can be that he hides it. I need to know on what timeline am I. Is this before or after Night Class is revealed? The things will develop just like in the game or I'm in another time of story? Any way, why do I have to be Zeus's fiance!? If that was the deal well, I might had been Hiro's fiance, or Alfonse, or Elias. Not that Zeus is that bad, I know he's an idiot but he's very soft on the inside. But it seems like right now, I'm on his bad side. What should I do?

"Why are you against it? You don't want people to know that you have a fiance?"

"What I don't want is you saying everyone that I'm your boyfriend and then trying to boss me around all day!"

Huh? Could it be...?

"Listen, don't tell anyone that we're engaged, if you wanna go to the Academy well, go ahead. But I don't wanna you keep bother me all the time! I won't do all that you say just because it please it you! Understood? After all, is just a matter of time for me to find a way of cancel this compromise. "

I see, Clarisse said that between Zeus and I was an "enthusiastic" relationship. I guess it was her way to say that we discuss all the time. Boss him around huh? Is that what Marian does all the time? So Zeus is against it uh? That explain a lot but still...

"Ho-How rude, I already told you that I didn't know anything about this."

Even when I was trying to keep myself together, I'm weak when somebody rise his voice at me, and my voice shakes a little. I need to calm down. I avoid it him and continue the walk. I took another pat, I needed to stay away from him for a while.

"Gosh, what a big problem."

"You need help?"

I jumped in surprise and turn to see Hiro looking at me. I felt restless, I mean, I always enjoyed looking at him on my phone but here, I can't do that.

"Yo-You scared me."

"Sorry."

He stayed quite for a few moments. What should I do? What kind of relationship have Marian and Hiro? I might make another mistake.

"Oh, look, the flower I send you the other day is already blooming."

"Eh?"

I saw to where he was pointing and I saw a big blue flower on the center of a path. It was really beautiful whit the faint light of the moon upon of her.

"Ah, yea, it has become so pretty."

I smiled to him but he looked at me dead serious at the face. What? Did I mistaken again?

"So, is true?"

"Tru-True. What thing...?"

"It is true that you lost your memories."

My heart that was beating strongly a moment ago, it stopped suddenly. So, he knew. Of course, is Hiro, he can be sharp.

"You... Knew. Since when?"

"I just hear the maids saying something like that so I came to check myself. Of course I never sent you a flower, you neither speak or look at me like ever anyway. But today when we arrive your eyes were glued to me. It was strange since then. But now I see why."

I felt my face burning for embarrassment. Unfortunately there's no other pat I can take to run away.

"P-Please don't say anything. They told me that nobody should know. She'll punish the maids if she finds out too. That'll be unfair."

Hiro's eyes widen.

"Okay, this is kind of strange."

"Why you say so?"

"You're totally different from the Marian I know. She will never worry for the servants. She never smiles or speak softly at least she's plotting something."

"You're making me sound just like mother."

"Mmm... Yea, that's exactly how you are. Both are exasperating. No offense."

"Don't worry, I think I can agree whit you. It seems like I'm such a horrible person uh?"

Okay, now I see why I'm on Zeus bad side. Of course he never liked those things.

"You really hit hard from that fell huh?"

"Ah! Eh... It seems so, he hehe. "

How can I say that actually I'm not from this world!? Losing memories sounds more credible. I'll have to go whit that for now. And if is that the case then, I better gather all the information I can.

"Say, Hiro, if Zeus and I don't get along, why are we engaged? He even said that he'll find a way to cancel it. Why hasn't he done it yet?"

"Well, your mother, and you I think, convinced Zeus's mother to this."

Ah, Zeus's mother is scary to him. That makes sense.

"They're good friends so, Zeus's mother though it was a good idea. Also, your father and Zeus's father have a business right now so, is difficult for Zeus to say something like canceling."

"I see. Even if I also wanted, it seem difficult from my part too."

So basically, mom wants his daughter to marry into nobility. And they trying to caught them by business matters, so they think that a marry is convenient. How typical.

"That's right. But, you can change it if you want."

"What do you mean?"

"You seem to be nicer than before, no offense. So, why don't try to fix things whit him now? Tell him what happened."

"What? They told me to especially not to tell Zeus about it."

"Yea but that can clear a lot of misunderstandings don't you think? Zeus is not that bad as you think."

I know he's not a bad person. He always was a kind person and even when it doesn't seem like it, he was unexpectedly gentle and supportive. Maybe, Hiro is right and I should tell him. He might soften to me.

"Okay, I'll go tell him."

"Good."

I went to search Zeus again on the garden. And when I found it he of course, send me an annoying glance.

"Zeus, there's something I need to tell you."

"uh? What is it this time?"

"Well, you see, it might be hard to believe but, due to the horse falling, I get hit on my head and when I woke up, I've lost my whole memories. I didn't even remember what my name was."

Zeus stayed silent for a moment, he didn't even blink when I told him the story. Did he hear me at least?

"Mmm, I see, so now you don't remember anything uh?"

I looked at him whit hope. Does he believe me?

"Is this just another one of your tricks!?"

"Uh?"

Suddenly, my hopes shattered on pieces.

"What kind of game is that!? Do you really think I'll believe a nonsense like that? You always made up lies like that just to toy with me. That's why I didn't believe that thing of the horse when they told me at first. I just came cuz my mother forced me. And now you have amnesia? Yea right."

Zeus passed me and start walking towards the exit.

"There you are Hiro! Come on, lest get out of here. I'm sick of this place. "

Zeus really is an idiot uh?

"Umm, Marian?"

Hiro approached me from behind. I... Wasn't feeling quiet right.

"Hey, uh, I'm sorry, I... Know I encourage you to tell him but... I guess, I forgot that Zeus is also a big idiot. I should've think on that before."

"No, is okay. He's right. I'm a horrible person after all,. I shouldn't expect him to believe me. "

I felt so frustrated. Nothing of this is my fault! Why I have to bear all of this? I couldn't see Hiro in the eye so I just turned and started to leave. But a ruffle of my dress got caught on a root. Gosh! What else can go wrong! I stared to pull my skirt to free it. Stupid dress!

"Calm down, if you pulled it like that you'll ripped it."

Hiro kneeling down and carefully loose the riffle.

"There you go."

He stood up again, and my eyes fixed on the sword he was wearing on his waist. I saw his tattoo on the other arm too.

"Are you okay?"

He asked me.

"I... Remembered that I'll be going to a Magic Academy next week. But, I don't know anything about magic."

"You also forgot it?"

"I guess."

"Well, it always exists the possibility for you to remember. We still don't know how much time this will be."

"I don't know if I want to be back to who I was before. It seems that I'm not a good person."

I miss my home, I miss my family, I miss my friends. This is not what I wanted. Will I ever go back to my own world?

"Well, it doesn't matter anymore, right?. You are the one living now. Whoever you were in the past it has stayed behind, you don't need to behave like someone you don't know. The one you are right now is the one that matters. And while you are here you can, you know, take advantage of this life and live it to the fullest. Don't you think?"

Hiro's words sounded like he'll know about the real me. It felt like... It really makes sense... In a strange way.

"Hey, Hiro! Hurry up! What is taking you so long!?"

"And that's my call. You should come too, to say goodbye. "

"Uh, right."

"The name is Hiro, by the way. Just in case."

"Hiro. Thank you, for being so nice even when is obviously that I haven't been nice to you before. "

"Don't mind it."

He briefly smiled at me and then keep walking, he is so considerated.

We said goodbye at the entrance, and while they leave I keep thinking on Hiro's words, he made me feel a lot at ease. Hehe, he is just like in the game huh? I should live this life to the fullest uh? I headed to my room, but before climbing the stairs, someone grabbed my hair and pulled me up stairs.

"Kyaa! What...!?"

I briefly saw that it was mother the one pulling me from my hair. And she didn't let me go until we reach my room. She pushed me inside and I stumble whit my dress and fell on the ground.

"Can I know what we're you thinking?"

Now, why is she so angry now?

"What were you doing talking whit that servant?"

"Servant? You mean Hiro?"

"Your goal is Zeus! You don't have time to lose on a servant, I've told you thousands of times! The only reason that you will be sent to Gedonelune is to be closer to Zeus and marry him, that's the only way we can enter the nobility, keep that clear on your mind! That's the only thing you can do for your family that it has giving you everything. Don't forget it."

She turned and slammed the door. I didn't even have time to say anything. Is this the kind of circumstances that Marian lives then? So I guess that's the reason why she's so desperate. Oh, look at my dress! It ripped. Hiro untangle it so carefully just a minute ago. I stood up and headed to the window. Is such a stary night, Hiro's word keep sounding on my head. It doesn't matter who I was before, this is what I have now. Let's take the best of it while it last! The good part is that I'll get out of here and I'll be on that place where so many adventures happens! Let this dream last all that it wants!

To be continued...

[spirit-of-vengeance]

7th ROTG anniversary. Time to get emotional.

I never written this down, but now I feel the need due to the intense nostalgia and the notice of how quickly time is fleeing. I have a tale to tell, I need to share my story about how this film changed my life. Warning: it's long.

Brief into: I believed in the Santa, Easter Bunny (I really wanted in the Toothfairy too and unfortunately never heard about Jack or Sandy) even when I was 10. (Which was considered pretty old to believe) I even got into an argument with my teacher in the 3rd grade because she said 'stop being childish, they aren't real' because I was excitedly whispering with my classmate about catching the Santa this year. A boy, who ironically looked exactly like Jack Frost began endlessly teasing me and calling me stupid for still thinking he's real. On the way back home with mom I confronted her about this, not giving up until she told me whenever he was right or not. Backed into a corner, she was forced to give up. I cried every day for weeks. The magic was ripped away from me.

Year 2012, December. I'm 11 and a victim of hardcore bullying since my whole life. Students, teachers and sometimes parents. To cheer me up, mom took me to the shopping center to watch a movie. We couldn't really decide & she saw a giant poster of North smiling at people. Her eyes lit up and excitedly said 'Let's watch that! ' I followed the direction of her finger and my face scrunched in malice "I am not watching a movie with the Santa. Its stupid. I'm a big girl, I want to watch a bloody action movie! " but she was unbending. She could bribe me into it with a large bowl of popcorn; I was still grumbling when the lights went out.

The change: first snowflakes, first notes of the piano worked like magic. I immediately shut up and wondered what actually happens here. Why is it so soothing? At the first few shots of the North Pole when North is working on the ice train, I jumped in my seat and I shit you not, I thought the Santa is actually getting murdered. My eyebrow rose higher when I realized that guy with the chainsaw and swords is the Santa. Unfortunately, I can't remember more first reactions; stress, depression, traumas really ruined my long term memory. It seems silly now, but I kept the last piece of popcorn what I was munching on during it, I still have it in a little jewel box; one of my sacred memories. The car ride back to home was quiet, I was staring out of the window my mind stirring with creativity.

Aftermath: 2013-2018; while my classmates were busy getting drunk, being a petty bitch, giving oral in the toilet, (yes. I am talking about elementary school.), getting laid, I was lost in a world of wonder. I learnt 60% of my English knowledge in 3 months with reading fanfiction. I browsed deviantart for hours and laughed my ass off at the hilarious, extremely well done fanarts.

I grew up on mostly Blackice videos I wasn't 100% aware what I'm actually seeing tho, I was exposed to gay ships from a young age and plot twist, nothing serious happened😀. My mental health wasn't shit because I saw the Bogeyman and the Winter spirit kiss.

I began talking to the Moon. I cried my pain to him. Sitting on my windowstill, debating whenever I should jump or not. My extraordinarily strong bond with my mom and this film were my only lifeline. I was making it through, in my own world. My imagination created wonderful sights, scenarios; at nights I was certain I can spot Sandy on his cloud, at Christmas North trying to push himself out of the chimney cussing, at Easter that enormous bunny running around, at winters mostly yelling at Jack 'get out of my country' because I'm a summer person, going to school on a chilly yet sunny autumn day and see Pitch standing on the edge of the misty forest.

I began to change, respond to the pressure from my bullies. My personality began to morph. See the wonder in everything; like North. There's hope and spite, don't dare to give up; like Bunny. Awaken and enjoy creativity; like Sandy. Shit on the rules and have a damn good time no matter what; like Jack. Cherish memories and friends; like Tooth. Be ruthless and stand up from the most brutal blows; like Pitch. And never forget, the Moon will always be there even when he's an antisocial dick and says nothing.

My aim, my dream was to write the sequel. When I was done I wanted to send it to William Joyce. I wrote 200+ pages, but unfortunately in Hungarian. I still don't know why I stopped, why I abandoned that plan.

I was looking for ROTG posters because I wanted to email them to my friend to show what I've been obsessed with. I was just lazily staring at a Pitch poster, realizing his V neck actually never closes - then my eyes crossed the date: November 21. I let out an ungodly shriek of disbelief and mirth. Mom rushed into the living room with terror and met with the sight of me screaming in ecstasy "RISE OF THE GUARDIANS CAME OUT ON MY BIRTHDAY!!!! "

Around 2016 I became really interested in this roleplay stuff and oh god I was terrible. Cindy Flame then was an always angry Mary sue but after years of practice, expanding she is a completely built, extremely complex character, flawed, strong, tragic and ruthless; divine yet oh so human. So I was making friends online, most of them failed, I think one of them committed suicide but that belongs to an another story.

I have been lurking Tumblr for 3 years? More? Because I had no idea how this site worked and I was shy because I thought my writing is not good enough I realize now I felt right. I admired blogs from afar, read their writing and falling deeper and deeper into this fandom.

Nearing present day: I actually came to Tumblr to pursue a friend of mine. I was borderline desperate because I've thought they are one of the last one in the fandom and it scared me. The fun thing is, I actually never interacted with them after making this blog. So I break this two year old spell and hi @kingofnxghtmares it's me, Jasmine😊 You don't have to answer/interact/or anything, I wanted to get everything off my chest and finally tagging you just felt right.

So now I'm on Tumblr. And I love every second it. I've found amazing friends, insanely dynamic muses, crack threads, angst, the chance to expand my muse even more and where I belong. So there I am, wondering where 7 years went. I've grown up (somewhat), and I'm glad I was protected from the 'disaster teenage years ', drinking, heartbreak, drugs, etc instead I grew up in a magical world interviewed with reality so closely; it became an escape place when reality became too heavy.

About ROTG & finale: masterpiece. The animation is insanely lifelike yet fantasy. Every tiny, microscopic detail is perfect, the characters, the storyline, the atmosphere original and capturing. The music is gut wrenching. Everything is absolutely, 200% on point. I don't think there ever will be an animated movie which can be better than Rise of the Guardians animation and/or storywise. No 'love is the answer ' movies can ever come close this iconic masterpiece no matter how they rip it off looking at Frozen 2😒

I watched it today (I have it in Spanish as well and I only can encourage everyone to watch it, the Spanish voice acting is, 100% in my opinion Pitch's bested Jude Law, damn that rich hiss of malice was incredible ) on my 18th birthday while cuddling with mom, laughing and heavy with nostalgia. I think I will remain in this fandom for a very long time, I don't think I would ever be able to let it go due to my deep emotional ties. I would like to thank everyone who were present in making this film, the artists who still keep this fandom alive, all of my friends, roleplay partners; thank you for brightening my childhood, giving me purpose and a place to belong.

To my all of my friends:

@paintbrushtheelf @muerte-rojo @nightmarinqs @mr-mansnoozie @gatekeeperoftheunderworld @50shadesofpitchblack @flossinspector @magicmiyeh

@black-equals-mysoul @nxghtlight @lindzem

I love all of you,

Jasmine

[ouuuuki]

Stormbringer ((Page 41 - 60))

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Of course, I asked him to browse the government's military materials. Of course, the materials related to the research were kept confidential and were disposed of immediately after the war, but it turned out that a unit of the army was seeking donations for human experimentation in the west. That's the first clue, I'm the biggest contributor. "Chuya seemed to understand the flow of the story, and he turned his terrifying gaze toward the last man. For Iceman cold blood. "::: I'm not doing much," he said, offering the final material. "I found the sibling composition of your parents and the family tree beyond, the location of the school you attended, the report card and grade photo, and the birth record of the government office. Don't let the chief know the investigation. I could rely on the report card because I was a small finger, and I did the burglary eight times. "Iceman Nakaya made his eyes black and white while receiving the materials. The cold blood nodded, and for the first time today, with a faint smile. Iceman Odas Few people know him normally. But when he wasn't working, his cold blood was mild, and he was a mild-mannered man who loved coffee and Leonkou code. There aren't many people who know it. I know all five people here. Chuya Nakahara looked at all of them in turn. Everyone was smiling. Piano man. Stupid bird. Surgeon usually Abatros

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Libman Iceman spokeswoman. Toshihide Tatsuhide of the cold-blooded port mafia "Why" Chuya saw the photo "This is ::-I think it's an action against the chief." It's a photo. As long as it was, Chuya wouldn't betray the Mafia, but the Pianoman shrugged his shoulders with a light face. "I was asked to watch if Chuya knew the secret, but it wasn't said to hide the secret." Chuya stared at the piano man to find out the intention of each bite. .. "Why" Chuya's expression makes me feel uneasy. "Why do you go that far?" "Why?" The piano man made a natural look. "I told you. 1st Anniversary 0" It's not a big deal. "The spokeswoman looked around, as if he was rather embarrassed by Chuya's attitude. "Speaking of which, that's right," the spokeswoman said with a very natural look. B. "Because they are friends, is it different for" Sheep "?" Shun ...

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Chuya's upset expression was that in "Sheep", all humans relied on Chuya. The reverse never happened. "Let's think about it like this, Mr. Chuya-a spokesman opened his arms and made a gentle expression." It's not a gift. It's a flag. The army has raised the flag since the time of ancient Rome. There is only one reason, to let you know. Ku We are here, and every time any of the six of us, a party of the elected ones, are in danger, you remember the flag, and of the flag. Gather below .: I'm looking forward to it. " As expected, Libman "Fufu ::: A famous speech in the middle. As expected, a public relations officer, and countless women deceived by his speech: ・:" The surgeon said like a soliloquy. "I don't know what you mean," said a spokeswoman with a cool smile. "Oh yeah, by the way, this Flags Meisho Tsu Youngkai has the official name" Flag Association ". I took the current metaphor from there. However, only the founder, Piano Man, remembers the name and uses it. "Flagsus" "Flag Association"? "A fool bird shook his head. "It's like I heard it for the first time." "Hey, did you forget it? Hey, you're in trouble, did you explain it first?" Ito Pianoman looked around at everyone, but no one changed his expression. Wait, maybe no one really even remembers? The name Natsudon that I've been worried about for three months. "Uyo, Tsu Albatross Bensetsu Dama Ribman, everyone.

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"What?" Everyone turned their eyes away from the piano man. Only Chuya was staring at the photo in his hand. It's not what you see there, but the existence of the photo itself, as if all the answers were written. "Congratulations on the first anniversary of joining the Chuya Mafia," everyone said. For a moment-for a few seconds, Chuya made a child's expression that he didn't know what to do. He compared everyone, compared the materials, and compared himself in the picture. "What happened?" Chuya suddenly returned to me when the piano man said so. "Oh, then I made an effort to make an angry face, and when I opened B and tried to yell at something, I didn't think of anything. 0 Everyone was wondering and saw Chuya. Nakaya hurried. I turned my back and shouted at the entrance. Sugu "Oh, that's right," Chuya's voice was unnecessarily loud. "In other words, if I suddenly showed this, I was impressed. I wonder if I'll cry and apologize, or that kind of aim! "Australia"

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"Do you want to get on such a hand, okay, I'll never get on it!" Chuya walked toward the entrance with a rough step, with his face turned away. "I'm going home! Okay, I'm not following you! You shouldn't look at me!" The piano man looked around everyone, and then said to Chuya. "Well, it can't be helped if Chuya returns. According to my schedule, everyone would play a billard game after this ::: Will we do it alone?" Shuhin "The guest of honor will return. What? ”A spokeswoman lifts his eyebrows. Lots of "I can't help it. Fortunately, I have a lot of sake. Fortunately, there are prizes for trying to relieve my work after a long time." "It's wonderful." "Hey Chuya. "Turn it on and go home!" The stupid bird waved toward the entrance 0 "Do it yourself!" Chuya kicked the door open and went out of the store. "Hmm" Lee Everyone looked at each other's faces, and then looked at the door to say nothing. Ten seconds and twenty seconds have passed, with the silence. Abatos

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Thirty seconds when no one is sick and does not relax. Forty seconds-a little less than the 丨, the door of the store opened small. "Shit. Explain the rules. I'll get all the prizes!" Chuya stood at the door with an expression that seemed to mix regret and anger equally. I have to do that. "The piano man smiled. It became. From then on, the scenery inside the store is quite natural, the sound of striking the ball, footsteps, cheers, swearing, moaning, clicking the glass, the sound of the ball falling, and the laughter of young people. A common sight all over the world. If you add the assets of everyone in the room, you can buy many lots of this city. However, such speciality could not be seen there. It was a conversation of ordinary young people everywhere. "Who was the last person at the bottom?" "It's still time to say such a light word." Su "I don't have enough alcohol." "Haha, I'm drunk and my hands are crazy! And lose." I'm crazy. It seems that I can only put balls about three times as much as you. "Sentence" I'm sorry! "Who?

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Someone in the lively store played music with Juke Pox. With the music of old wind instruments in the background, billard balls, champagne glasses, and all the street corners where light mouths are exchanged are commonplace. Everybody wants it, it's not too difficult to get, and when it's lost, it disappears in an instant. It was there for a champagne foamy time. "Ufufu: ・: ・ I will decide with this" You Kinba "By the way, I saw you walking in the harbor with a blonde woman. Is it a new girlfriend?" "Ah, eh? , This is terrible "" What's wrong, you, etc., do you want to lose to me so much? "" Wow, the placement of the ball is dangerous, don't turn it to Chuya! The invincible Prince I-sama gets on with it again 2 " Who is the prince of me! "" Rabbit horns, decide! I'll ask the next guy! " It was a perfect blow. The hand ball given the rotation of the push ball rolls and hits the target ball. The target ball bounced the second ball

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I'm sorry. The target ball, which became a chain of billiards, further flicked the table balls one after another, and changed its trajectory. The colorful balls that were given the power of movement drew intricate geometric patterns on the table, and "Oh," someone breathed. After a complex reflex reaction that was hard to follow, the final targets, yellow and nine-all-white No. 9, flowed into the central pocket. Kanman Ninepo City And-with a deep breathing slowness, No. 9 was in his pocket, and after a moment of silence, everyone cheered. "Wow!" "What can I see in a professional game right now!" "Artistic trajectory" "Unfortunately Chuya Nakahara, your consecutive championship was prevented by this" "The new champion "It's birth." "Who did you squeeze now?" Kimi, something strange happened there. Everyone was surprised. And everyone was looking for the person who sown. There were six people in the room until a while ago, but now there are seven people, "praise is fine," said the seventh person. Kurokami and Biiro Hitomi sentence A blue suit. Long limbs. Long black hair and dark-skinned eyes. A well-organized but serious face combination shot energy surprise

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I'm just following the basics of the investigation manual, which says, "Prize is fine. To get information from humans, you should interact more and more intimately," holding the stick vertically like a ceremonial cane. So. As planned, it seems that the ritual game has deepened the relationship. Now you can move on to the mission. "The voice of the young Shinken often goes through in Hirakawa. And his eyes are forever serious. The peaceful Billard tournament ended there. Kukuri Knife-The hatchet sprinted to the young man's head, making a sound like burning the space. "Oops," the young man in a blue suit turned his head away to avoid the blade that broke through the air. It was a stupid bird who shook the Kukri knife hatchet with the tip of his hair scattered in the air when he was late to escape. The stupid bird avoiding the blade does not lose its calm expression and sinks the whole body deeply 0 Iceman What appeared from behind was a cold-blooded whole body holding a sniper and bending like a twisted sword, The young man in a blue suit, who was shot like a sniper bullet, avoided it without difficulty. In addition, a series of pursuit stab attacks are fired, and a stubborn stick grazes the skin of his nose, burns his hair, and pierces the hair growth of his ears, but there is no direct hit. All of them are avoided at intervals of several sentences. Put them in Albatos.

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"Don't do it" Funny "Haha, it's funny-I think people in this shop without a wolf want to be killed by the soul! Let's make our wish come true-" This is Despite playing the game in a friendly manner, the aggression of the subject of the investigation is increasing. It is unreasonable. Why? "The wolves did not wait for the reply of the young wolf. Behind the young man who had lost his posture due to the avoidance of the stick, a thin, brilliant thread stretched out in a circle from the watch of the piano man who had already wrapped around. "Would you like me to continue the excuse on the floor?" The thread slowly fell on the young man's neck. A thread that is almost visible to the eye and can only be seen as a line of light reflection is wrapped around the young man's neck. When the piano man shakes his wrist, the circular thread contracts sharply and winds into his sleeve. It started to be taken. Naka-ya destroyed only one-armed winder. Pianoman has a winder on the sleeves of both arms. And once the electric winder hidden in the sleeves starts Subun, who is the decapitation stand for death that cannot be removed by any superhuman strength, immediately put a striking stick around his neck. However, the rolled-up piano wire is made of wooden sticks.

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It was chewed and cut like sugar confectionery. The circumference of the piano wire perfectly matched the thickness of the young man's neck. Mujihi Wire After that, the ruthless steel wire did not just level the young man's neck into a table. "I didn't avoid the young man. I didn't even try to remove it from my neck. I didn't have to do that. The piano wire was slipping on the surface of the young man's skin. The plow winder roared. It digs into the skin, but that's it. It doesn't get scratched, and "detects the load on the outer skin contactor," said the young man with no expression. "I will follow the assetd self-defense routine and take an escape action," and suddenly turned sideways. The body rotated like a wheel without any preparatory movement. The piano man's take-up device, in which cute leather shoes draw a circle in the air, can withstand the rotation speed, and the pieces torn off along with the piano 0 line fly in the air. "Huh, this is wonderful." The piano man is retreating. It was. "There is only one fighting talent or one to get into the mafia's burrow." Everyone took a quicker distance than I quickly. The iron rules of normal combat do not apply to those who are incompetent in combat. It's different from a gun or a knife, an unknown

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This is because it was a disaster of ease. If mishandled, the young people, who were at immediate risk of death, quickly moved away and moved into a formation of anti-combat. "No, I'm not a lonely man," said the young man, who pulled out a black emblem from the chest of his suit. "My name is Adam. That's right, I'm a detective of Europol." The air in the room changed. "Is it the police?" The piano man smiled sharply like a knife. "In that case, Mr. Yumu Adachin, as you said, there seems to have been a misunderstanding. It is wrong to think that the police power will enter this society and return alive! Public relations officer!" "I received it," said a young man in a blue suit who called himself Adam, who took out two machine guns from the back of his cloak and fired ten shots per second at high speed. , Raised the back of the hand to protect it. A nine-barrel bullet slides on the front 0 side of the back of his hand and bounces diagonally. "Detect the impact! Percentage to the limit of breaking stress!" Exclaims a European detective named Adam. "You may be doing damage to an international investigator!" "You're still a talented person who can't attack physically." Pianoman looks at the other person with a calm eye. Official, keep him in check and switch to the tactics of detention. "Nanacho, Tsu Machine Pistol Jin Yes

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Iceman "Wait" Cold blood made a bitter voice while holding the stick. "Iceman's cold blood, which doesn't feel uncomfortable on his skin, made a startling expression for the first time today." For the first time, a confused expression appeared on the faces of everyone who wasn't a talented person. A human who can't pass through and even plays a nine-piece bullet with his bare hands is not an incompetent person. That is the same phenomenon that Iceman's impossible gravity reverses and the sun and moon collide. But cold blood is the intuition. (It is impossible to make a mistake), Tsukiyo, Tsumujun It was quite possible that human beings would be faced with two completely contradictory situations, and it would be difficult to maintain the front line, leading to confusion and escape. 0 But they weren't all ordinary people. The "interesting" piano man laughed. "If so, it's first come, first served! It's all about one topic! Everyone is allowed to use different abilities!" Iriyo / Tsukasa "Uncovering the secret of different abilities, I understand" S sentence "Haha! If you try to kill him, it will take a week

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Immediately after "Fufu ::: Laparotomy", countless light spots appeared in the room, as light as a fist. It has no heat or weight, and it begins to rotate around Adam in a blue suit, like a revolving star. Immediately after that, Adam's posture collapsed. "Oh?" Saba', Adam's leather shoes sink into the hard floor. As if he had stepped into a soft desert. The floorboard crumbles like sand and swallows shoes. He steps on to pull out, but his other leg to step on is also beginning to sink. He involuntarily puts his left hand on the floor. His hands are also sinking. "This is ...:" Adam twisted his body and tried to grab the legs of the Pilard stand. Something grows from the back of his hand, and the skin is covered with fine scales. A bird-like slender head lined up with a lot of fangs in the cavities Mi-yo Tsuriyu, Tsusu It was a dinosaur. Above the neck of a small dinosaur, from the back of Adam's hand, it grew like a plant. B. "There is no corresponding information in the knowledge module." Adam shook his neck. A Subun dinosaur shouted and ate Adam's neck. Scales

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Adam shook his head and managed to avoid it, but because of that, he lost his posture and sank into the floor. Suddenly, thin threads spewed out from the ceiling in a radial pattern. The thread was entwined with Adam and then rapidly wound up to the point of ejection. The flax-colored sand slammed on Adam's ceiling scatters the wood on the ceiling, and at the same time Adam moans, the thread disappears. Attracted by gravity, Adam crashes into the falling floor. And he is once again sunk into the flooring that has turned into sand hell. Ninshiki "The battle evaluation module can't recognize the situation." Adam's neck was entwined with the piano wire again. "Challenging the six people here alone was a daring calculation mistake, the police. "My husband" A piano man with a spare winder smiled with a stern smile. "For this reason, if you receive the different abilities of the first anniversary at the same time, it's a gift that even the world champion will not have in ten seconds. You can destroy your arms and legs, Chuya." Lee You "Chuya" Adam reacted to the new leaves and changed his expression. "Are you still?" Suishun Then it was a momentary event. Funshiyu

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At Migiu, Adam deliberately sank his right arm to the floor. A dinosaur screamed and disappeared into the floor. His left leg recoiled from the floor as he sank his right arm. Adam kicked one of the nearby Billard stands with his left leg. The stroking stick on the table rolled down. The toes of Adam's toes came back to catch the stick Tsumaki Tora. And he kicked up. To even look at him. Adam's left hand grabbed the falling bar, which was kicked by his long legs, spinning in the air on his back. After turning the bar several times, his body slips out of the floor in reaction to piercing the sand floor. "Are you a musician!" Cried the stupid bird. "Don't move him to your own mountain anymore!" The piano man skips the instructions. A spokesman fired a submachine gun. Twisting in the air, Adam evaded all his bullets. Every bullet goes through 0 through the body. Adagum flies in the air as he walks through the maze of death created by the rain of bullets with a minimum of physical effort. And landing (the place where it landed-in front of Chuya, in order to prevent Chuya and others from sinking, Adam, who has not yet been desertified to the floor, raised a stick. Machine Pist Albatross

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"Chuya!" Someone shouted and threw the stick on the floor. "Mr. Chuya Nakahara" Adam kneels on the floor, hangs his head, takes the most salute attitude to you, and "I came to protect you." Chuya Nakahara was confused. Seeing a European who takes a obedience attitude in front of him with an incredible look, "This machine is a first-type autonomous thinking calculator Adam Frankenstein manufactured by Dr. Walston Craft, a talented engineer. The purpose is to arrest an assassin who is aiming at you: The name of the assassin is Verleen Paul Verleen. "" Verleen, what? "Hearing that name changed Nakaya's complexion. "Why do you know the name?" 0 "Do you know Chuya" Is it an assassin? "Su" Did you use a calculator? "A. Young people buzzing. Adam stood up and was serious. I said it with my eyes. Oshu

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Colorful spheres fly in the air. Mostly bruise, orange, dark green. A flock of bright colors to the eyes. All of them returned in arcs of different heights, "Suge :::", stunned by the stupid bird. Adam was throwing a ball of Pilard. It is thrown into the air and caught in the manner of a beanbag. Nine spheres draw complicated arcs of different heights and dance 0 in the air like a living thing. "Sure, it's not a work that a street performer can do." However, Adam said with a serious face. "The numbers of the two spheres in the highest position are always disjoint, that is, they are always arranged so that they do not have a common prime factor." "Mr. Chuya. You cannot repel Verlaine alone. He was dispatched. He is not just an assassin. He is the assassin king Paul Verlaine your brother. "Albatros

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The piano man folded his arms and stared at the dancing ball. "Hmm. 5 and 8, next 4 and 9: ・: I'm sure." "What? Common element ・ :: ・ What?" Albatross said, "Absurd bird, I'm asking you to become a little stronger in numbers. Give me. If you go up, you need numbers. "Pia Aki Nomain said with a dismayed face. Inside the Billardo store. Six young people are sitting on the billard stand so as to surround Adam. Everyone is watching Adam's acrobatics in the center. "Is this what you are good at?" Simple "It's a simple physics operation," Adam said with no expression. "Gravitational acceleration, air resistance, rotational moment, motion, Coriolis force. The physical quantity that constantly acts on a substance is calculated over time to predict the behavior of the sphere. This kind of physical calculation ability is greater than that of the human brain. Because the computer is far better. "Wow: Do you understand?" "Hmm, awesome." The stupid bird sighed. "I don't understand at all." I understand. "Ribman with cold blood" Public relations officer, you. "What?" A "I don't know here, you're the only one," said a spokesman, looking forward. "It's the last." Adam threw the ball over his shoulder and into the rear Billard stand in the blind spot. Albatross Ribman

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All the balls were exactly sucked into the pocket. In a row, all nine are blamed and quiet. "Tara!" Adam opened his arms and suddenly shouted out. Everyone was scared. Adam looked at everyone, saw the Pilard stand that threw the ball, and then shook his head. "Okokuya? No applause. It's different from the information in the external storage storage." Iceman "Um. Yahari This guy doesn't seem to be a human being." Cold blood said with no expression. "Fufu ::: European genius is more than a rumor :::" The surgeon smiled dimly. "I would like to apply the technology of the living body part to the treatment of my patients: Ukai Ue," Well, I will introduce myself again. "Adam bowed to Chuya and others. "This machine is an Adam acorn secret. I'm an artificial intelligence investigator who came to this country secretly. My favorite foods are dumplings and grass fruits. I don't like the metal detector at the airport security checkpoint. My dream is to establish a criminal mechanism consisting only of machine detectives, and to protect humans with the excellent investigative power of machines. "0" Machine-only criminal mechanism? Why? " "Of course, humans are imperfect and illogical, and we are better at being perfect machines." A "I suddenly said something scary :::" S "Well, you are a machine." Let's believe, "said the piano man. "But it's still a problem.

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The Weird McCall Wolf Moon Part 2

After getting Showered i didn’t do anything with my hair all i did was tie it in a bushy tail i barley had time to do any kind of make up, Scott left like half a hour ago and that’s new for Scott he doesn’t usually care He was favoring his side when i saw him maybe it was from the fall or maybe it was from the one thing i don’t wanna think about “The Alpha” i whisper.

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It took a lot of begging but i managed to get my mum to drive me i just called her mummy and started sucking up to her and finally im in my first class English bleck. Scott’s acting weird and hes got his eye on the new girl as she comes in, someones got a crush then he passes her a pen and she is thinking ‘How did he know?’ so that’s even more reason to put a point on the Alpha theory.

Yay bell ooh Scott’s in his own world time to sneak attack, I tip toe behind him and just as im about to jump on him Stiles has to be there “Hey Raven”.

“I hate you” i glare at him and he looks at me confused They are watching the new girl Allison i think her name is and of course Lydia’s there sucking up because she has nice clothes then the jock freak Jackson Lydia’s boyfriend shows up and starts kissing her, Ugh Jackson and Lydia make me wanna throw up. “ Can someone explain to me how new girl is here all of five minutes and already hanging with Lydia’s cliq” Rebecca says curiously ** That’s her name in this story**.

“ Cause shes hot, beautiful people hurt together’'Stiles so smugly put while staring at Lydia. Scott’s staring at Allison again while Rebecca and stiles are arguing about Lydia never been around a ugly person, Its kinda creepy Scott’s staring i mean. Im reading Lydia’s thoughts and shes thinking about sex,Jackson and party on Friday or Sex with Jackson at the Party on Friday. Lacross practice is soon and Scott wants me to be there he’s convinced hes gonna make first line this year.

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” Ugh why must you drag me here you know i don’t do sporty stuff’’ i loudly complain And of course im ignored,“But if you play i won’t have anyone to talk to on the bench” Stiles was moaning about this from the time it took us to get here until now.“I can’t sit out again my whole life is sitting on the sidelines this year i make first line” Scott’s trying to get his positivity across. I turn around and i see coach throwing gear at Scott its hilarious.

“Anyway you wont be alone i’ll make sure i have a seat behind you so we can talk and you can complain about how you wanna be on the team but you’re not sure enough of yourself bla bla bla’'I say to Stiles trying to cheer him up. ’'yeah great nice speech not helping but its good to know i have your sarcastic company’'Stiles said smirking. ’'oooooooooh im offended” i joked but i know how to get to him wait for it, wait for it “OW WHAT THE HELL RAVEN!” Stiles yelled while rubbing his head where i just made a lacross ball hit him. “ Hey that’s what you get for OW!” he just slapped me upside the head’’ you are so gonna pay for that later’’ i say while smiling evilly he knows its bad when i do that. He looks terrified “ Please no pain physically mentally maybe physically no” he looks so scared i can’t help but smile “meh we’ll see”.

Me and stiles look over just it time to see Scott catching balls like crazy and not missing a single one its incredible.

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“EWWW! Really Scott you had to take the wet route” ignored’’ I don’t know what it was it was like i had all the time in the world to catch the ball, and that’s not the only weird thing i can hear stuff i shouldn’t be able to hear, smell things’’ Yup the Alpha got him “Smell things? Like what?” Stiles asks’’ Like the mint mojito gum in you’re pocket’’.

“ What i don’t even have any mint mojito-” then rest assured Stiles pulled out some gum “Ew dude how long has that been in there that you forgot about it?’'i asked disgusted ’'So all this started with the bite?” Stiles is still amazed about the gum, “ what if its like a infection like my body is flooding with adrenaline before i go into shock or something?” Scott asked worried. “ you know what i think I've actually heard of this its a specific kind of infection-”

“you have?”

“shhh” then he mouths follow my lead,i just nod “Are you serious?”

“Yeah yeah i think it called lycanthrope” I actually had to look away from laughing hey gotta play dumb right. “Whats that is that bad?” oh Scott you really need to get out more “ Yeah its the worst but only once a month on the night of the full moon” i say then me and Stiles start Howling like wolves. Scott then slaps us both and walks away “hey you’re the one who said you heard a wolf howling” Stiles says trying to defend himself. “There could be something seriously wrong with me”

“I know your a werewolf GRRR” Stiles really cant growl’' OK come on Scott you know we’re joking’’ I hope, i heard someones thoughts and tuned Scott and Stiles out 'Im guessing that’s one of the guys who lost the inhaler- Oh great the girls here to’ Its that same deep voice that carried me home “RAVEN!” Scott yelled “ huh, what” he pointed behind me and sure enough i turn around and someone there.

I got a proper look at him now hes about 6ft1,light stubble, black tousled hair and wearing mostly black and lets just say hes super hot. His eyes though i could have sworn they flashed bright blue, “psst” i turn back around to see Scott and Stiles doing hand movements l like come closer my child its weird. When i get over to them the guy finally speaks “ What are you doing here hm this is private property” he tells them not looking at me, “ sorry man we didn't know” Stiles is scared. “Yeah we were just looking for something but forget it’' Scott says annoyed then the guy throws something and again Scott catches it no problem when he opens his hand and the inhaler is there and the guys is walking off ’'Hey Scott i’ll be right back” i run off before he can protest.

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“Hey!” i yell the guy seemed to have heard me cause he turns around “What” he glares at me “You were kinda harsh back there don’t you think?’'he walks over to me ’'What of it”

“W-well uh”

“What hm what are you gonna do? You’re just a girl” he smirks and that sparks something inside me “ Well this girl could probably kick your ass” i stand up in front of him and look him dead in the eyes 'She’s brave I’ll give her that

“Well?’'he glares at me and walks back

’'WAIT!”

“what” his back is still turned to me

“What’s you’re name? Im Raven”

“Derek” and he walks off, Great now back to Scott.

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Im in bed watching G-force and as i look out my window i had to do a double take i see glowing blue eyes just like the ones i thought i saw on Derek. I look towards my door as someone knocks but when i look out the window again the eyes are gone, “ come in!” mum walks in looking tired as hell “ Hey just to let you know im gonna call it a night, um Scott has the late shift at the vet so don’t wait up” she says “ i wasn’t planning to but goodnight you look like you could use some rest” she comes over gives me a hug then shes off. And back into bed i go i turn off the TV and all i can think about is those Blue eyes Unfortunately my dreams are filled with the mass of fur and those red eyes.

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“Scott where are you?” Im in the boys locker room looking for my brother probably not a good idea but hey i need to talk to him.

( Dream/Flashback)

Im running in the woods and i hear the Alpha growling while chasing me 'You are mine Raven’

“No!” i continue to run its no use he jumps on me “ Please don’t hurt me”

He growls 'Will you be mine?’ I whimper “Yes” He moves his head down and bites my stomach.

“AWOOOH” (My version of a howl)

I wake up gasping for air why did i say yes to him? I shake my head rubbing my face, I look to my window and see Scott running into the woods “Scott!” no reaction i try to follow but hes long gone “Damn it”.

( End of Dream/flashback)

I hear something getting slammed against metal “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH YOU MCCALL!” Jackson yelled “WHATS GOING ON WITH ME YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW? WELL SO WOULD I, I CAN SEE, HEAR AND SMELL THINGS THAT I SHOULDN’T BE ABLE TO SEE HEAR AND SMELL. I DO THINGS THAT SHOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE IM SLEEP WALKING THREE MILES INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE WOODS AND IM PRETTY MUCH CONVINCED IM TOTALLY OUT OF MY FREAKING MIND! Scott yelled back Jackson’s not buying it good ’'Huh you think your funny don’t you McCall? i know your hiding something im gonna figure it out, And i don’t care how long it takes.” Then another slam of metal “Scott?” Aaand he’s gone brilliant(note the sarcasm).

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Now as the good sister i am i decide to go to the stupid lacross practice. “SCOTT!” Stiles voice really shouldn't go that high but hey it gives me a laugh. “ Im playing the first elimination man can it wait? Scott asks. ” No just hold on OK the lab results came back from the hairs on the body, it was animal hair-“

’'look i gotta go”

“ No Scott your not gonna believe what it was, it was a wolf”.

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“COME ON”! i yell as Jackson knocks down Scott. Scott right away gets up and starts kicking ass at this,WOAH he just did some kind of side/back flip, Stiles has his curious face on. OH NO.

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“OK keep calm for what your about to see” i whispered to myself. Knock,knock. “Ray-Ray” Stiles says excited. “ Stiles you know i hate that name.”

“exactly” he smiles evilly. “Anyway the reason i called you, look at this I've been up all night doing all this research and im pretty sure Scott's a werewolf” he looks at me expectantly. “A werewolf what come on Stiles that’s ridiculous” i suck at lying. “ HA! you believe it too, so what do we do?”.

“ OK well first we need to tell Scott and he’s not gonna believe us i mean come on would you?” i asked knowing the answer. “YES!” he yells. “yeah but your on the crazy train so you would” he looks at me with fake hurt “Fine i’ll call Scott”.

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About a half hour later Scott shows, “Get in here” me and Stiles yell “Ginyx you owe me a hot chocolate”. ignored “what is this about the body did they find out who did it? poor Scott he has no idea ’' No they’re still questioning people even Derek Hale” Stiles says and my heart jumps at the mention of Derek. “Oh yeah the guy in the woods” the hot guy in the woods ha good thing they cant read my mind. “Yeah yeah but that’s not it OK” Stiles is getting annoyed “what then?”

“ Remember the joke from the other day, not a joke anymore’' Scott looks lost ” the Wolf the bite in the woods’’ my mind flows back to the red eyes.

(Flashback)

'What a pretty little thing i have big plans for you’ That voice i know that voice, blurred images screaming people flames.

(End of flashback)

“WOAH! SCOTT STOP!” i scream as i see Scott holding Stiles up against the wall ready to punch him, “AAGH’' Scott screams as he lets Stiles go. I wait till Scott is gone before i speak ’'Stiles the chair” i whisper as i see claw marks “We are so screwed” we say together.

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“MOM” i hear Scott yell “Whats wrong?” and of course i run in and nothings wrong, ew except my brother in nothing but a towel. “Im just gonna go” i say as i run back to my room “what to wear, what to wear”. So i just go with Black skinny jeans, Dark purple tank that shows a little stomach, grey ankle boots about 4 inch heel and a little black swede shoulder jacket. Make up purple and silver smokey eye just a chap stick on the lips and no blush, Hair straight and just dyed the ends brighter red earlier. I look over my self in the mirror pleased with how i look i say “ Its go time”.

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Stiles picked me up about 20 minutes later. When i got in his geep he tried to act all James bond and i just lost it i couldn't stop laughing.

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We arrived at the party 15 minutes later and im kinda judgy when it comes to party's so here’s my checks. Good music? Check, Lots of people? Check, And some sluttyness? Check. Jackson and Lydia are pretty much dry humping each other less than 5 feet from us. Stiles looks Disgusted/Upset, What he see’s in her i will never know.“Im gonna go look for Scott” I yell to Stiles “I’ll go look that way call me if you find him” Stiles yelled back.

After looking for a good bit Something strange or should i say someone strange shows up. “Derek!” He seemed to have heard me because he looked over at me. I walk halfway to him He walks the rest not looking pleased Geez does he ever smile. I stop and he just stares at me, Everything happens so quick after that his hands are on my waist and my arms are around the back of his neck “So crash high school party’s often?” i ask looking away could i be more geeky, “No” he almost growls. 'Why is she trying to talk to me? Shes here for the same reason as me’ Hes thinking “What reasons that?” Oops out loud, OUT LOUD! “What reason’s what” he asks, Quick just make something up “Um why don't you crash high school party s more often?” I giggled. He looks unimpressed “ALLISON!” i yell thankful for the distraction. “I gotta go” I turn around and hes gone “Raven right?” I nod “ Scott’s told me about you” she explains. “Where is he?” I ask “I don't know he just took off” she says upset. “ Hes not usually like this i promise and he really likes you, don't be too hard on him” By this time we're outside and our car is gone, “ Can i give you girls a ride?” OH OH i know that voice, OH NO i know that voice. I turn around and Derek's there,“ Um” Allison mumbles “ Sorry how rude of me im a friend of Scott's my names Derek”.

“No-” He cuts me off with a glare and gives me a shut up and play along look, “Yeah, Sure” i say to him and Allison.

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The car ride was awkward to say the least after we dropped Allison off, “My house is just round here” i say pointing to the left “I know” he says then mumbles to himself “great just great”.

“How do you know? And what the hell was that back there about being Scott's friend?” I ask annoyed, “Just drop it before i make you walk”. And i shut up its cold and i really don't wanna walk, 5 excruciating minutes later he drops me off and i barely get the door shut before he speeds of “Bye to you too” i grumble.

Wait the car is here I rush in looking for Scott but hes not here.“ You know what? Im going to bed i’ll deal with his ass tomorrow.” Again why must i talk to myself, Maybe im the one riding the crazy train not Stiles.

After Stripping down to my underwear and tank top i crawl into bed and drift off.

So that’s episode 1 finished. Derek’s a bit of a jerk huh.

-Ray