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[the-heir-of-salazar]

Anti Ai art reminder

Ai users who pretend they don't rob artists, but try to remove watermarks and glaze/nightshade, made to 🅟🅡🅞🅣🅔🅒🅣 artists from ai and stealers, is slightly ironic. It proves that they won't act like they say in medias.

We try to find techniques to protect our properties, we spend hours to get a good result. And these people just take the efforts we made, to use it in their program for influencial and commercial settings. It's illegal. Art is a property to their artists, not just some pictures for a program. This is why it's not for free.

There's laws to defend ourselves from art stealers in my country. It's not because the government ignore it for economical reasons that copyrights do not exist. So if you recognize your art in a ai picture, or a particular sign, like your signature or a particular style you use, check your politic rights. And file a complaint for theft if it's possible.

[the-heir-of-salazar]

Hi

I am currently translating the fanfics I previously wrote into french. The translations will be available shortly.

I recommend staying on trumblr for the layout of my stories, but for those who would understand better in french or who want to learn French, here's the link of my wattpad

Wattpad : asukaraya (the-heir-of-salazar on the searching bar works too, but my account is called asukaraya)

I will share the link of the traductions when it's ready.

[the-heir-of-salazar]

Pizza Night

_loading process_

10%

Marcus was motionless in his iron cage. The color of rust was visible on the grates, but it was still usable.

20%

He felt the energy passing through his artificial skin, clashing against his internal wires and parts. It was a strange feeling. Sensing something without really feeling the consequences of it.

40%

While charging, his program started a check up of his abilities.

His body envelope ages, but not like humans. He remains intact, in appearance. However his internal pump, his processor, even his battery, gets older and older over the years.

50%

He knows his body is damaging itself. And his creator will replace his damaged body. He'll make him stronger, better.

"Marcus"

_loading interrupted_

His eyes open, to see his creator Douglas, leaning against his desk.

"It's time for us to welcome our visitors."

"us?"

"Yes, us. I'm the smartest genius who conceived this incredible plan, after all." Douglas say proudly with a fierce smile.

Marcus raise an eyebrow.

"Don't worry, your current condition is just...temporary. Just wait your 16th birthday."

"And my car?"

"Yeah yeah you'll get your car too"

-----

Electromagnetic waves bounce off, crushing the walls.

"Marcus!" Chase shouted.

Marcus looks behind, around.

The old factory's air ducts and conduits explode, sparks and smoke flood the room. Pieces of the old factory are collapsing.

He was there, paralyzed, a part of his program alerts him, the other reminds him to accomplish his mission : destroy the bionic trio. His last attack in his hand, he will not miss this chance.

He looks in front of him.

Eyes to eyes. He only sees his creator behind the door entrance.

Between his last artificial breaths, he understand.

It was never about the parts replacement.

It was about him.

[the-heir-of-salazar]

Hi,

I wasn't really active these months. I had, and still have some problems in my life that take me out of my hobbies.

Sorry for the people who tried to message me or request to me something.

I actually work on some fanfics. I just started one about the Labrats universe (Marcus specifically), which I think will be published soon enough. I work on other ones about Monty (DBD), Ralph from DBH ect.

If you have a request or a question you want me to answer, I'll gladely read it and respond.

[the-heir-of-salazar]

••A laugh can change a life••

Feelings were so difficult to understand for him, with these new sensations against all his body.

So difficult, even more other's feelings. They could be the kindest with him, and he could be the kindest with them, it would mean nothing in the end. And he doesn't understand that.

However, he understood that he has just been rejected by his first crush, his first love. A ghost. Edwin. And he stayed on the swing, swinging sadly in the middle of the night. Waiting patiently for something, or someone who will not comeback. To be only comforted by no one stars in the black sky, and the freshness of the wind.

He was so cold and his eyes stung.

He was so focused on what he was feeling. So focused of what he felt exactly, that he didn't notice the other swing seat had started to move.

He turned his head with a glimmer of hope, to be deceived again. It was just a random person.

'He'll not comeback. He doesn't care.'

He thought for himself, as he started to move his head. He wanted to go home. Maybe Esther was waiting for him.

But he couldn't finish his movement.

He heard a beautiful sound.

A laugh. A natural and slighty comical one. It seemed to come from the soul. He loved it.

It... comforted him?

Blinking his eyes in interest, he slowly let his head fall against the frozen chain of the swing. His head joined his hands on the chain as he contemplated the unknown.

The unknown was wearing headphones. Monty could hear the vague crackling sounds from them. The stranger didn't seem to know about the presence of Monty, even less that the boy was looking at them. Monty frowned. He was so confused and intrigued at the same time. He wanted to show he was here. To meet them, to get closer to them. But his hand stopped closer from the sleeve of their jacket. He would have wanted to continue his gesture, grab it and attract their attention. But he didn't want to ruin everything like he had before.

So he continued to look at them silently. He was swinging, but happily this time.

Few hours passed and the sky brightened.

Monty could now read something small on their eadphones.

'(Y/N)'

"Oh? Hello? Sorry I didn't know you were here."

"wait-

Do you like astrology?"

--Bonus scene--

An elegant figure, lurking near the bushes, peered out and smiled at the unfolding scene.

"Look Monty. You've found what you were looking for, after all."

Whispered the elegant ghost, Edwin Payne.

[the-heir-of-salazar]

Masterlist+ requests open.

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The Labrats

-Marcus Davenport-

Pizza Night

Dead boy detectives

-Monty-

__Esther's pet__

••A laugh can change a life••

(xreader)

-Esther-

""stillBetrayed""

Harry Potter

-Tom Marvolo Riddle-

**The grey world**

The last kingdom

-Osferth-

He should have knew

Send me a message

For these following propositions :

TV shows/movies

-Dead boy detectives

-the Last Kingdom

-the Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

-Gotham

-Gravity Falls

-Lab rats

-Harry Potter

Books

-Babel R.F. Kuang

-Evil Book [the first only/ Vicious] V.E. Schwab

-If we were villains M.L. Rio

-Captive prince [the entire saga possible] C.S. Pacat

-The last binding [the first only/ a marvelous light] Freya Marske

-So this is ever after F.T. Lukens

-the saxon stories-original book of the tv show The last Kingdom- [until the book 6]

Video games

-Detroit Become Human

I accept :

-xreader

-with only os

-a little of nsfw {if it's a good one}

-yandere, horror

-other fandom if the request is clear

I decline :

sorry. / :' ( /

-with OCS (can't write them)

-pure snfw (but can try to write a little)

-fandoms I don't have enough of information (even with reserches)

[the-heir-of-salazar]

""stillBetrayed""

"I knew you were getting too attached"

'You know, Monty. I was also, before.

A long time ago. I loved a man, too.

But he didn't.

I thought it was the same for him, I thought he loved me the same as I loved him.

But when I visualize the old time, I can't find him, but only a beautiful young lady, alone.

He wasn't there when I made food or when I was sick. I was all alone. He should have been here.

But he didn't.

And do you know why, Monty ?

Because he didn't love me. He loved women.

But I took my revenge, and I have became the best version of myself.

You know, when I look at you right now, I can almost see him.

A betrayer.

"I never asked to be human, with all of these...

Feelings." you said

Feelings are as fragile as a soul, Monty. They can both be torn very easily.

...

They always ends up disappointing us.

...

Maybe I have made a mistake when I humanised you.

Believe me, I know what I say. The better for you is to erase you.

It's such a shame, Monty. I was just starting to really like you as my son.

But I know, my crow, that you'll always come back.

Always.'

[the-heir-of-salazar]

He should have knew

He was the sunshine of Winchester.

If only he knew it, he wouldn't have underestimated himself. Because it was him who illuminated the street by his simple presence. You saw him once, and even children seemed to be agreed.

He was a little sunshine.

Who cared about everyone. Even with his sister, a Queen now. You knew him when they just met, they were always so sweet with each other.

He talked a lot with you, he was nice.

So nice, he should have seen, but he didn't.

So you did for him.

Their sunshine.

Both in the worst and in the best times. he was a shadow, a silent guardian angel, watching over everyone.

Your sunshine.

He loved you so much, and his friends knew.

You loved him so much, it was si difficult to say goodbye. So you helped him without him knowing. When they traveled, you gave a part of your provision.

He was one of the most important and the brightest person you all have ever met.

You didn't know it was almost the end of this chapter.

[the-heir-of-salazar]

**The grey world**

Young!YanderTom Marvolo Riddle x reader

Someone said to him once that every person can comparate the world with one color. For him, it was grey.

Not pink, not blue.

Nor black or white.

Just grey. A world devoided of flavors, where his only colored things were the snakes.

People were annoying to him. Both adults and children, his world seemed to be a better place when they didn't try to approach him. When they were hurt. Mostly hurted by him, like all their wounds could heal his.

The wound of being alone. The wound of no longer having anyone except himself.

He was hurtless. But when you arrived at the orphanage, it was like something changed in his body. In his Heart.

"I wanted to tell you .." You started

Hope.

A second chance of being a normal person. He wanted to be loved and to love you. At first, you were like the others for him. A shadow in his world, he wanted to hurt you.

But you.

You were kind.

And it confused him.

Despair.

'You were my family.

You were everything for me. But I was nothing for you.'

He realised while he looked longingly and sadly at the falling snowflakes.

He loved you, he gived to you all his heart. But you had another priorities.

Family.

He tried all he could do to keep you with him. He tried to manipulate you, to manipulate adults, to falsifiate your documents. But at the end you weren't here.

You were gone with a new family.

He dreamed of a second chance. And a colorful world. He missed it, he missed you.

But deep down, he always knew he could never change. His fate was already sealed.

He always acted as the hurtless Monster of the story.

He could pursue easily.

He was-He is- the heartless one.

But you'll always be his exception.

So hide well, because whatever is stolen from him, he will recover.

It's all just a matter of time.

[the-heir-of-salazar]

__Esther's pet__

"Monty,

My beautiful crow"

He turned his head and smiled to his owner, Esther Finch. The witch continued to gaze at him with joy. His transformation was a success, and she seemed to like it.

***

When the beautiful witch left him alone in the kitchen, the crow contemplated his new form with curiosity. He traced a path on his new skin with his new fingers. A naked skin, where he felt soft and small feathers. Then, he turned his head toward the rests of his crow's corpse still scattered on the table. All of these changements seemed so strange for him, so unrealistic. And so cold without all of his feathers. He didn't like it.

But if it could make her owner happy, so he could try.

Before his transformation, he didn't think it would be so difficult to move. As he tried to fly to the witch, he fell to the ground and spilled his old guts on him. His arms, legs, and whole body were heavier. His movements were clumsy and the only thing he could do was wade through his own guts. The helpless boy anxiously looked at his new hands, which moved with terror in his blood and feathers.

At that moment, he thought that if he could, he would gladly take back his old body.

However, if he returned in his old body, could it mean he have deceived his owner?

"crrrrr-oaaa"

Was the only sound that came out of his mouth when he tried to call Esther. Fortunately, his scream had worked, because when he looked up he saw her appear.

"MONTY!!"

Unfortunately, she screamed as she approached. Monty's face went from happy astonishment to concern in one second. He remembered all the punishments she gived to him when he made 'bad things'. She looked at him furiously, and he knew it.

"Look at the mess you created...Ah ah ah!"

She pointed with her finger Monty's blood-soaked body of feathers and guts. Monty was confused as he watched her continue to laugh with hilarity.

She nonchalantly took a towel out of a drawer and threw it over Monty.

"Clean yourself. I'll go to the shop to buy some... clothes for you"

"-and please take a shower, ghosts can't smell you, but humans do!"

She added as she opened the door of the house.

***

He knew what was his role. She told him.

It was simple, become friends with ghosts, then give them to the witch.

Become friend with the detectives,

Attract them into Esther's trap,

And you'll be recompensed.

How could it be a trafic end?