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where-is-my-whump · 5 months

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So I did a little something...for everyone who can't wait for the new Hudson & Rex episode.

(@hurt-comfort-cache @natk2002 @aceofwhump @somefandomcontent @nerdywalkingencyclopedia @whumpookies @gloriousharmonylover @cici-25 @cold-weather-means-cold-toes and a lot more)

May not be perfect but it's something.. I hope you'll enjoy it;)

a short whumpy fanfiction

A poisonous cut

John Sheppart a 35 year old male was jogging the same route along the beach like he does everyday. Today he noticed something in the water. At first John thought it's a tree that's floating in the water from last nights storm but at a second glance he realized that's it not a tree...it's a human body.

He just stood there...looking at the body. There was no movement. Slowly Sheppart takes one step after the other. The shorter the distance between him and the corpse gets the faster his heart beats. Just one step left. John's heart is nearly beating out of his chest. He really didn't wanted to do this but also couldn't move on like he hasn't seen anything.

Sheppart could have had a normal day but now he stands here looking at the back of a lifeless person. John hasn't any hope that he could do something for the person but still... he puts his hand at a slow pace on the body's shoulder and turns it around.

He flinshes back. Nearly falls over. He has to fight against the urge to throw up. Never in his whole life has he seen anything like this. It turns out he looked into the face of a dead women. Her skin was greasy and changed colors to a light blue. Her eyes are fully open. So is her mouth. Sheppart didn't even wanted to take a second look at her but something inside him had to.

For what he saw before finally throwing up the corpse doesn't show any signs of violence. No blood. No open wounds. He was sure that the women drowned. But is he right? That's someone's else's job to do.

What do you think?

Charlie and Sarah are standing next to the body. Well I'm not sure. For me right now it looks like she drowned but to be sure I need her in my lab.

Alright. Let me guess...no identification no nothing?

Sarah smirks a little bit. No. Would be to easy hm? Now Charlie is the one smiling. Call me if you find out anything. Hudson takes a few photos of the woman's face. I'll talk to Jesse. Maybe he can find out who this young lady is.

Yeah alright.

Soon after Charlie gets in his car and drives with Rex in the back away.

In the meantime the body gets transfered to the headquarter, so Sarah can examine her. It'll be shocking what's she's going to find out.

Charlie...I got something. Says Sarah on the phone.

Yeah me too. You go first.

Charlie she didn't drown. She was murdered.

Yeah well and I know who our victim is. Her name is Lydia West. Her boyfriend reported her missing two days ago.

Two days?!? She's probably dead since four days.

They both breath in and say: So we got a suspect.

Looks like it Yeah. Charlie smirks.

Oh and Sarah?

Yeah?

You said she was murdered? How did she die?

Well at first I noticed there wasn't any water in her lungs what means-

-Charlie interrupts her-

She was already dead when she fell in the water or before someone put her there.

Sarah has a look of surprise in her face.

Your getting good at this.

Charlie laughs.

Isn't this a part of my job? Sorry for interrupting you. Please continue.

With pleasure Mister Hudson. Also her blood results came positive for a deadly substance. The essence was probably injected through a small laceration on her skin. Like a broken glass that was dipped in the substance before. She wasn't able to breathe. The essence caused her lungs to collapse.

Oh God. Sounds painful.

It is. We need to find the person who did this.

Already on it. I'm on my way to her boyfriend right now.

Alright. Please be careful. Love you.

Love you too.

Charlie hanks up. Sarah still has her phone in her hands. She's so lucky to have Charlie as her boyfriend. He would never hurt her.

-Knock knock-

Charlie and Rex are standing infront of Lydias boyfriends home.

Hm.. Looks like no one's home.

Rex.

On command he sniffs around the house. Until a sudden noise appeared. Broken glass falling on the ground.

Charlie takes his gun out of the holster around his hips. He puts his hand on the doorhandle and pulls her down. To his surprise the door opened. With a light touch against the door he could see into the house. Everything was a mess. Pictures laying broken on the floor. He could see more clothes on the floor than parts of the wood flooring.

Hello? I'm Detective Charlie Hudson from the St. John's Police Department. I just wanna ask you some questions about your girlfri-

Someone attacked him from behind. You can hear wood braking apart. The suspect had a barstool in his hands and fought with it until he took out a sharp object. Charlie fought back as much as he could but Lydias boyfriend was faster. He cut Charlie directly in the inside of his elbow.

Hudsons knees couldn't hold him anymore. One foot after the other collapsed. He fell to the ground. Rex was locked out . The suspect closed the door so he needs to find a way in. In the meantime the suspect left through the door on the back.

Charlie lies there in pure panic, not able to do anything. Every breath he takes his lungs collapse more. He tries to pull out his mobile phone. After a few tries he did it. Charlie's not able to hold the phone. He coughs. Pressing his eyelids together in distress. Finally he did it. Sarah's name appears on the display.

Heeeyyy Charlie. What's up?

Charlie can't talk, nearly can't breath nore move. He just gasps for air.

Charlie? Is everything OK?

He tries to say something. His lips are moving...S...a...r...a...h. But Sarah can't hear it. She just hears Rex his barking and noices she can't identify.

She notices somethings not right.

Charlie, honey, I'm coming. Ok. I'm coming. I have your location on my phone. Oh God. I'm coming.

JESSE call an ambulance. Somethings wrong with Charlie. I'm sending you the adress!!!

She didn't even look at him. Sarah just had one thing in her head.

Charlie is still on the line but he lost his consciousness.

Charlie? Can you hear me? Charlie say something pls. Sarah's crying. She can't loose him. Everything was perfect. They made their partnership official, told everyone. They even talked about a marriage. But not about someone dying.

I'm coming. I'm coming.

Rex finally found a way in and lays next to Charlie. He licks Hudsons face.

Just a few seconds later Sarah arrived. She jumped against the door. She nearly flew out of the wall.

Omg. Charlie!

She knees down. Searches for a pulse. Nothing. Her forensic instincts kicked in and noticed the cut on Charlie's arm. It has to be what she was thinking. The same substance that killed Lydia.

She rushed back to her car and got her emergency drug kit. This includes the antidote that Charlie needs.

Just hold on. One second.

She handles the kit like she didn't do anything else in her life. After she filled the syringe, she injected Charlie the antidote. At the same time the paramedics arrive.

Come on Charlie...breath, breath.

Tears are forming around Sarahs eyes.

Nothing.

The paramedics are walking over to Sarah. She tells them what happend.

Alright. We need to inturbate. Please step aside.

Sarah listens to the paramedics. She knows they will do what's right.

Empty packages of medical supplies lay everywhere.

The tubus was placed. One paramedic started with the cpr, the other one pumped air in Charlies lungs.

...29...30... checking pulse

Sarah pushes herself against the wall. Surrounding her legs with her arms. Tears falling on her jeans. Little dark spots appear. She wispers Charlie, come on. Don't leave me alone. Come on breath.

28...29...30 I got a pulse!

The worst minutes in her life finally ended.

Thank god.

She stands up and walks over to the still unconscious Charlie. Sarah strokes his forehead gently.

The paramedics transfer Charlie on a stretcher. We're bringing him to the hospital. You can ride with us but the dog needs to stay here.

A look of disappointment builds up in Sarahs face.

It's ok, you can go. I'll bring Rex back to the station.

Sarah turns around. Oh Jesse. Thank you.

Jesses standing in the doorframe. He just arrived.

Sarah hugs him and follows the paramedics to the ambulance. She sits down next to Charlie, continues to gently pet over his head and says...Everythings gonna be okay...I'm here. The doors closed and the ambulance drove away.

I chose an open end so you can move on with your little imagination until we see what's really about to happen hehe

#whump #fanfiction #unconscious #whump blog #charlie hudson whump #hudson and rex

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starrclownshazbinblog · 4 months

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can we get more general angst :3 i breathe off angst

When I was writing that post I was thinking that no one would even like that post because why would you wanna know sad facts about my rewrite.

It's one of my top liked posts.

Ya'll really like sad stuff huh. Good thing I'm a artist!!

TRIGGERWARNING: GENERAL DISGUSTING TOPICS. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

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Henroin did everything he could to help Angel when his wife died. Angel, Molly, and Arackniss's mother also died in child birth because she was a POC. Angel cried over his shoulder multiple times. He didn't shame him, he just helped his baby.

Husk's father was extremely abusive to himself, his mother, and half brother.

Considering Vox is Jewish and lived during World War II he never got to be as out there as he wanted too. Yes he had his own small TV show but if he wasn't Jewish, he would have more funding.

Most people didn't like Velvette's fashion brand when she was alive. Velvette is a chubby girl, no one liked the chubby fashion designer's clothes for plus sized people. (This was me just venting at this point.)

Madame Pentious struggled alot as a human woman. She is a undiagnosed Autistic person. This caused issues in her life because she didn't know how to fix the internal problems she has. She was also around alot of things that triggered her sensory issues.

The smudgy dark lines that run down Mimzy's face us runny makeup. Mimzy was crying pretty hard when her manager chocked her up. Hell decided to remind her she died crying.

Valerie's limbs can break off VERY easily considering she's a porcelain doll. If this happens when she's alone or outside she can't do much about it because she can't speak. This causes her to panic. At one point this happened and Valerie tried to scream for help. 2 hours later Angel found her exhausted on the ground from screaming and crying. It wasn't pretty.

Considering Nifty has undiagnosed ADHD, she runs around alot and can forget things easily. This lead to other school girls calling her stupid for being so clumsy and forgetful. They told her no man would want her. This only strived her obsession to getting married and being wanted.

Valerie was bullied pretty heavily in school. For a matter of reasons, being Salvadoran, being lesbian (no one knew yet, they were just assuming, having a accent, being incredibly skinny. School was hell, so was home. The dance studio was her only safe place.

Angel used to struggle really bad with English. He's not from America and his family only spoke Italian so he didn't learn English when he was a child. He had to adapt pretty quickly so his family would fit in. Angel still gets upset if he messes up a English word.

Both Angel and his wife Carmilla are queer. Angel is gay and Carmilla is a lesbian. They were friends so they decided to get married so they can fake being straight. They didn't want to be kicked out of the mob or worse, murdered. They then had their daughter Isabella because of social pressure. They didn't want Isabella but they worked through it together. Isabella never got to meet Carmilla.

All three of the Spider Siblings died from suicide. Angel went first, then Molly, then Arackniss. They couldn't stand being away from each other.

Lucifer has the ability to take the magic out if Charlie. If this is too happen then Charlie falls lifeless, like if you cut a puppets strings. This happened once when Charlie and Lucifer got into a bad fight about her hotel. Lilith demanded he bring her back to life. He did very quickly, it was just a mistake. Charlie still hasn't forgotten it.

People rioted when Alastor's radio broadcasts began to take off on air. They weren't comfortable with a black man having unapologetic and truthful radio show.

Cherrie is obsessed with being strong enough to defend herself because she used to get the shit beaten out of her.

I could list more but I wanna be silly 😋

Asks are open, art is here, feel free to follow, reblog, ask questions, and things along those lines.

- ⭐️StarClown⭐️

#hazbin hotel rewrite #hazbin hotel critical #hazbin hotel rewrite blog #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel redesign #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin hotel criticism #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin hotel mimzy #hazbin hotel niffty #hazbin hotel critique #hazbin hotel sir pentious #hazbin hotel cherri bomb #hazbin hotel angels dad #agnst #triggering themes #triggering topics

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deidaratheartboi · 3 years

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Hazbin Hotel/Villainous Crossover PT. 1

I can't help myself. And, yes it's not kid friendly tbh lol. I got some inspiration from a story in archives so yeah. A portal formed in the sky and 4 figures fell down. Well more like 1. Those figures were none other then Demencia, Dr. Flug, 5.05, and Blackhat himself. Blackhat: It's been awhile since I've been here. It still reeks of sorrow and regret. How nice. Dr. Flug: We're in hell? Wow this place doesn't look too bad for an underground civilization. Demencia: Looks like a literal hell hole. Get it? Dr. Flug: Not funny at all. 5.05 looks around and smiles happily. Flug: Soooo why are we down here boss? Blackhat smiles ever so wickedly. Blackhat: I just wanted to see if what I heard was true. Follow me. They follow him to a large building with the words "Hazbin Hotel" on it. Blackhat laughs which confuses Dr. Flug. Flug: Um boss if I may ask what's so funny? Blackhat turns around and he still had a smile on his face. Blackhat: Do you know what hotels are for Dr. Flug? Flug thinks about this. Flug: It's for people to come and temporarily stay? For people to get some food and shelter as well as a relaxation experience. They also have to pay for all of this depending on how many days and nights they're staying. What does this have to do with you laughing? Blackhat brings him closer to him practically squeezing him. Blackhat: Well Dr. Flug this hotel is for sinners to come and get rehabilitated so they can go to heaven and it's free. Demencia laughs. Flug: Is that even possible? Charlie: Anything you set your mind to can happen! This strange woman appeared out of nowhere. Blackhat: And, there she is. Demencia: Who's that weirdo? You know her? Demencia glared at this girl trying to figure out if she were a threat to her and Blackhat's relationship. Charlie: My name is Charlie and I'm the owner of this fine establishment. Demencia: Define 'fine'. This place looks ready to fall over anytime. Charlie nervously laughs and scratches the back of her head. Charlie: Nothing a little DIY can't do right? Flug: It seems this place has done itself a huge favor and falling over. Charlie's smile fades away. Flug: Oh wait I didn't mean it like that. Blackhat: Yes but, it came from the heart. He laughs Charlie: Um who are you exactly? Blackhat: Your father knows me. Charlie: Oh why did you come here? Blackhat: Just wanted to see if what I heard were true and it is. Funny. Charlie: Oh well sure it doesn't look too nice but, we do have someone working with us to help with that! Charlie begins to smile again and motions for them to come in. Demencia: I don't like this at all

5.05 just shrugs and follows the group. They walk inside to see a mediocre lobby and they walk into what looked like the living area. Demencia: The inside is even worse! Flug: Shut up Demencia she said she's working on it Demencia: She couldn't have chose a better place then this! In the living room they see people standing up and talking. A young woman turns arounds and walks towards Charlie and looks behind her. Vaggie: Charlie you got more people?! They are here for the hotel right? Charlie: Not really Vaggie's smile falls and but, she hugs Charlie. Charlie: We'll get there Flug: Hate to interrupt this touching moment but, who are you? Vaggie lets go of Charlie and glares at him bringing her spear out. Vaggie: Why don't you go first little man? Charlie: Vaggie! She points the spear at him causing Flug to fall back. But, blackhat steps in front of him. Blackhat: Why don't we put the spear up and talk like civilized people despite you being well... dead. Vaggie: What the hell is that suppose to mean? Husk: Great another one Niffty: A new friend? Angel Dust: Hey there handsome~ Demencia hisses at him.

Demencia: He's mine back off spider! Angel Dust: Sheesh calm down. What are you dating? Demencia: Yes Blackhat: No They say it at the same time. Angel Dust: Ohhh it's one of those relationships. No need to hide it. Blackhat groans while Demencia giggles. Niffty zooms around them inspecting them. Making comments like "Oh his coat is torn" or "Wow so spotless."

Charlie: Sorry we forgot to introduce ourselves. I'm Charlie nice to meet you. This is Vaggie. Flug: H-Hi Vaggie Vaggie sends him a death glare which cause him to hide behind 5.05. Charlie: The guy at the bar is Husk Husk: I hate all of you. Charlie: The one sitting in the chair is Angel Dust. Angel Dust: How ya doing toots? Flug: It's nice to meet you all. M-My name is Flug a-and this big guy is 5.05 I made him myself and the crazy lady is Demencia. Demencia: Whatdidyoujustsay? Flug: And, he's Blackhat our boss. Heh Charlie: Now why don't we all try and have a normal conversation. Angel Dust: So anyone wanna get there d*cks sucked? How about you big guy? Vaggie facepalms. Flug: Ummm no? Demencia launches at him and punches him in the face. Demencia: HE'S MINE! Flug: Oh dear 5.05 runs over to Demencia and hugs her. Demencia: So soft...so warm...must sleep She falls asleep on the ground. Angel Dust: Well that was something Blackhat was just watching and smiling. Alastor: Hello Blackhat: I was wondering when you were going to make an appearance. His head does a 180 and his body to follow. Flug: Hello? Who are you? Alastor: My name is Alastor but, no need to introduce yourself a second time I heard everything. He shakes his hand and turns to 5.05. Alastor: Aren't you such a soft and cuddly thing? 5.05 smiles and claps. Alastor: So why are you all here? Do you want a room or something? Flug: Well actually we- Blackhat glares at him and he shuts up. Blackhat: I have some business with Lucifer. This surprised everyone in the room except for Charlie and Alastor. Charlie: He's out now so you'll need somewhere to stay. Or maybe you could maybe help me? She was hoping that she could get some new people to join. Blackhat hummed thoughtfully. Blackhat: We'll stay for now and I'll think about your offer Charlie beams and hops up and down. Charlie: That's good enough for me. She hands them all keys. Charlie: Enjoy your stay! Demencia: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Angel Dust: Huh? Demencia: I had the most wonderful dream Blackhat and I were-

Flug: Ok let's go He drags her by the hair. They all went upstairs which left Blackhat and the rest of the Hazbin crew alone. Blackhat: After I'm done here we'll take our leave. Charlie: That's fine! Come by anytime. Blackhat: Don't count on it. Vaggie: No need to be rude. Blackhat: I'm sorry who are you? Vaggie growls at him. Blackhat: Down girl Vaggie lunges at him but he easily doges. Alastor: This isn't any way to treat a guest no matter how rude or how much he lacks manners Blackhat: You should talk about manners They both stare at each other for a few minutes before Blackhat breaks eye contact and walks away. I am sorry for my absence I am not better than ever!

#villainous #hazbin hotel #villainous hazbin hotel crossover #vaggie hazbin hotel #hazbin husk #angel dust #niffty hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin hotel #vaggie #5.05 #black hat #dr flug #demencia

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liptonsbabe · 3 years

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The light is coming [B.W]

Bill Weasley x Lexington! reader

Chapter 1

Summary: The power of the Dark Lord shakes the entire magical community to its foundations, no one is safe as Lord Voldemort is so strong and the boy who lived becomes weaker; The magnanimous Order of the Phoenix is in dire need to gather all its members and even to recruit wizards beyond the borders of the community.

Albus Dumbledore knows that amidst the reign of darkness, the light will return to restore all that it took and bring with it extraordinary powers, even if it leaves an aftermath that cannot be erased. The Order of the Phoenix will need all the help it can get, including the help of the mythical (Y/N) Lexington.

Harry Potter's parents were not the only ones killed by the hands of Lord Voldemort.

Word count: 1.8K

Warnings: none

A/N:Hi! A new Bill’s fanfic for you all. This story is finished so if you like this part let me know so and i’ll update as soon as i can! Again, reader’s last name is Lexington but is just for the plot of this story

English not my mother language so please don’t kill me. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: The Order Of The Phoenix

Charlie and Bill Weasley had returned from their jobs abroad with the only purpose of duly serving the Order of the Phoenix commanded by Albus Dumbledore. For Bill it hadn’t been a sacrifice to return home, things in Egypt were not going at all well and he only asked for his transfer to an English office to work and at the same time help the Order. It wasn’t the same for his brother Charlie, cause he had to leave all his errands in Romania along with all his beautiful dragons.The journey to Grimmauld Place had been complicated cause, despite not missing anything from the countries they were returning from (with the exception of Charlie's dragons) they could quickly get used to the quiet, anti-Voldemort pace of life that the English magical community was vitiated by.

Both brothers were welcomed by their mother Molly Weasley, with tears in her eyes she hugged them as tightly as she could inviting them into the farthest room possible. Bill remembered Grimmauld Place very vaguely, the only time he set a foot inside the house was when Dumbledore asked him to help him clear the rooms and turn them into curse free spaces where they could quietly discuss classified Order business.

No matter how many times they cleaned that place, the old house of Black would always remain with that grayish appearance and the musty smell of worn wood. Sirius didn't seem to have any intention of renovating its fallen parts - of which there were quite a few - but seemed to enjoy watching the house fall apart. Be that as it may, Bill thought that any place was a good place to plan the crazy moves Albus Dumbledore had in his head.

The room was filled with people Bill had met before through letters his mother sent him informing him of the Order's progress, Dumbledore thought the best way to gain the upper hand against Voldemort's dark army was to recruit wizards who were willing to give their lives to protect the magical community. Surprisingly more people arrived than Bill could have imagined in addition to all those wizards and witches who had already been part of the association for years.

Taking a seat by the door, Bill and Charlie recognized the silhouette of Nymphadora Tonks. Not that it was very difficult to recognize her as her short, straight, bubblegum pink hair stood out among all the others. The metamorphmagus managed to acknowledge the newcomers sending them a warm smile before gluing her gaze on the door.

Charlie elbowed his brother's shoulder

“Dumbledore and his crazy schemes making us come here just for the Order business....”

“It was necessary," Bill cut him off, looking at him out of the corner of his eye, "Do you even know what's going on with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, don't you?” Charlie shook his head “it’s a real mess and you'd know it if you didn't spend so much time with your dragons.

“Don't bring them into this”

“They're some of them now?”

“Yeah, we got a shipment of Peruvian Vipertooths in this month and oh, brother, they're beautiful!”

“Wait” Bill frowned ”Those things doesn’t eat people?

“well yes, but that's only part of their diet, they also feed on goats and cows. We keep them in a cage near the forest because that species was supposedly exterminated after being considered dangerous to wizards and muggles alike, but I think they're beautiful”

Charlie's eyes sparkled and Bill couldn't help thinking that he was the odd one among his siblings. His admiration for dragons frightened him even though he found it adorable at times.

“You know, I'm not surprised you're still single. Knowing you as i do, you'll end up marrying one of those dragons or in the worst case, eaten by one”

Charlie didn't like his older brother's comment.

“What about you? As far as I know, you're not dating someone either”

Charlie's sudden criticism made him clear his throat and settle better in his seat. When they looked over at Tonks, they noticed that she was still staring at the door. Charlie hurried him to answer his comment.

“I met someone” His brother's blue eyes widened, amazed “I mean, we met in Egypt, she was traveling and we only went out a couple of times, nothing important.

“That's what you always say, William” Charlie looked at him mischievously ”No one seems to be good enough for you, huh? Or are you still thinking about someone since our childhood?”

Bill knew what his brother was trying to do and immediately shook his head. He had had this adolescent love for a girl who had left to France without anyone knowing the reasons why. Bill was totally hooked on her, yet the disappointment of her being thousands of miles away from him had broken his heart in a way he couldn't explain. Charlie knew about it, because he was the only one of his siblings who was old enough to understand; still, that didn't take away from the fact that he made fun of her misfortune a couple of times.

“Shut it”

Albus Dumbledore brought an end to everyone's conversations after standing up and clapping his hands a couple of times to get their attention. With a sincere smile, Dumbledore dimmed the lights in the room to reveal dozens of candles levitating all over the place. Bill fell silent and looked at the man

“I know that most of you here had to pause your activities just to attend this extraordinary meeting of the Order of the Phoenix, and for that I want to thank you," Dumbledore smiled at them, "We are fully aware of what is happening in the magical community thanks to the terrible presence of Lord Voldemort," Dumbledore ignored the shrieks of amazement from the audience “That leaves me with the advantage of not having to explain what is obvious to you, so the important thing about this assembly is to make it clear that, despite the magnificent increase in our membership over the past few days, we are still in the minority against the Dark Lord's ranks”

The murmurs grew louder and louder, causing Dumbledore to ask for everyone's calm.

“This doesn’t mean that your help is in vain, what I am trying to say is that we need more wizards and witches to join the Order”

“Where will we get more people?”Asked a witch wearing a yellowish hood on her head, "People are afraid, they're not going to join the Order just like that”

“We'll try to convince them," Dumbledore said calmly. "Of course, all of those who want to join will have to undergo proper training.

“So you're asking for more Aurors?”Minerva McGonagall asked. Professor Dumbledore smiled broadly

“Indeed”

The hubbub in the room intensified for a couple of minutes before Albus Dumbledore called for silence. Bill agreed with everyone that this was sheer madness. It was practically impossible for aurors to enter something as sensitive as the Order of the Phoenix - with the exception of Tonks and Mad-Eye Moody, Bill thought those two were insane - without them reporting every movement of Order members to the Ministry. Yes, the aurors were the best trained people for this kind of work, however, they were the hardest to convince

“Why don't we just make Harry a part of the team?”Asked Sirius from the middle of the room. Molly Weasley let out a shriek of indignation.

“What are you talking about? Harry's just a boy!”

“Molly, please, the boy knows more about this situation than any of us put together!”

“Even so, it's still dangerous for him”

“It is for everyone. I don't see what difference it makes if Harry is in on it, that way he'd have more support from the Order and He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named would stay away from him”

-If it is true what Sirius says," Dumbledore interjected, "It's no less true that Harry can't be a member of the Order yet. Not until he fixes the problem he has with the ministry after he used magic in front of a Muggle trying to ward off the Dementors that are getting closer and closer to non-wizards. Right now Harry should be being moved to this place to stay at least until the new school year begins.

“And in the meantime what are we going to do?” Severus Snape asked. Bill raised his eyebrows, noticing how Nymphadora Tonks raised her hand to give her opinion.

“I hope this isn't too hasty, but I've been sending some letters to Beauxbatons College in France in search of a response from the Aurors. It is well known that none of them have been willing to give us their help, but this afternoon I received a letter from one person who is willing to help us in any way she can," Tonks looked at everyone before continuing, "I know that one person doessn’t represent a great addition to our ranks, but I am absolutely certain that she is our best option”

Bill's eyes flicked from Nymphadora to Dumbledore repeatedly. He had that strange feeling that Dumbledore knew who she was referring even though she hadn't said the name yet. Dumbledore nodded a couple of times asking Tonks to continue. She cleared her throat

“She should be here soon”

“We’ll wait patiently”

Dumbledore's nod wasn't necessary cause seconds later the door flung wide open letting in the light from the main corridor. Bill glanced at the newcomer noting your expensive French clothes and your perfectly coiffed hair in a ponytail. His breath quickened as he took a close look at your face and recognized those features he remembered from when he was a teenager. A quick glance at Charlie was enough to confirm that what he saw was not an illusion.

The whole room rose to their feet, and as you entered the room raising your hands to the sky, the room was filled with a bright light that caused everyone to take cover before it blinded them permanently. Bill caught a glimpse of Tonks' pleased giggle before you reached Dumbledore giving him a handshake as a greeting while keeping the light alive with your opposite hand.

Your wand was in your jacket pocket and from your hands an endless fountain of light gushed forth, bringing peace to the members of the order.

The mythical (Y/N) Lexington didn’t needed a wand to have magic.

#bill weasley #bill weasley imagines #bill weasley x reader #domhn #domhnall gleeson imagine #domhnall gleeson x reader #harry potter imagine #harry potter cast #charlie weasley #fred weasley imagines #order of the phoenix

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lexi-evans · 4 years

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Wedding | weasley Reader

Summary: In which Ron asks for you're help for his and Hermione's wedding. Bonus you're Charlie weasley's wife and fleur's friend.

Warning: very Long fic.

Note:FRED WEASLEY LIVES!

"Ready,Y/N?" Charlie asked,smiling. Everyone decided to take a break from work and spend a week in the burrow with the rest of the family. And you couldn't wait any longer.

"Born Ready!!" You giggled. You gave the floo powder to Charlie. "The burrow" with that he was gone. Now it's your turn. After grabbing fist full of floo powder. "The burrow" you said clearly.

Arriving at the burrow you saw Bill and Charlie talking to each other. They were already here? "Y/N!!!!" It was Fleur. "Fleur!!" You hugged tightly. "Bonjour, mon ami" (Hello my friend) you replied with a huge grin on your face. "Y/N!!" It was Molly. She gave you a bone crushing hug. "So good to have you here,honey." She told with a huge smile on her face. " I missed you" you replied with a playful pout. Making her giggle.

" Hey,Y/N! No hug for me?". "Bill!!" You gave him a big hug."where are the other's?" You asked Charlie who's standing there looking at his wife,you. with a smile that couldn't leave his face. "Outside.playing quidditch"

"come on, let's go" you dragged Fleur with you.both of you are friends in Beauxbatons. when you found out she was going to be in the same family as you are. You couldn't be more happier.

"Oi! Freddie Look out!" You heard George voice. Finally going outside you saw everyone. Except Percy he'd rather probably be studying in his room. Harry,Ron, Fred &George,Hermione, Angelina,penelope and Ginny are outside.

"guys!!" you yelled since they're high in the sky. "Y/N!!!" "Y/N!! You're here!!" All of them flew down. Ron is the first one to hug you. Laughing you ruffled his hair. After greating one by one. Ron always liked you the most. You're like his big sister. You've always been kind to everyone. Molly called inside time for dinner.

The house was full of noises. Everyone was talking laughing. Molly and Arthur was happy than ever. It's been awhile since the house sounded like this. "Hey,Y/N" it was Ron. "Yes,Ron?" you said finally giving him you're full attention. "Can I talk to you after dinner? Privately?" "Sure" he did sound serious.

"okay!! Go to bed you lot" Molly shu'd us. After saying good night's. Ron took you outside. "what is it,Ron?" You asked softly.He was nervous. You can tell. "Easy...relax, Ron. I'll wait when you're ready just talk" you spoke with ease trying to calm him.

After taking a deep breaths he finally spoke "I need your help" "okay,Anything" of course you'd do anything for you're family. "I need you're help,Y/N. You know Hermione's birthday is in 3 days,right?" You nodded. "I was thinking maybe it's time I don't know maybe ask her-" "to marry you?" You finally understood what this was about. He nodded.

"Ron that is amazing!! Hermione is the perfect one for you!!" You said in excitement. "Thank you,Y/N. I just don't know how to propose her and I need you're help. You're the only one I can trust in this.you always supported me and you're like my big sister" He spoke softly.you were touched.

"Anything for our little Ron! I'll help you but.. you're gonna have to let me plan for you're wedding,how does that sound?" Ron smiled lovingly. "Perfect!! Thank you so much,Y/N!! You're an angel!!" He hugged you.

"C'mon let's go in!" After sending Ron back to his room. You walked back to Charlie's surprisingly he wasn't asleep yet. "Charls I thought you slept" you got in the bed with him. "You know I can't sleep without you" he teased causing you to blush. "Good night,charlie" "Good night,Love" he pressed a soft kiss on you're forehead falling into deep slumber.

The Next day:

Since tomorrow is Hermione's birthday! Everyone's pretty excited. Hermione said she don't want to do much tomorrow so you got a brilliant idea. "How about you all go to muggle beach".Ron is the first one to agree. But you said you couldn't go because you aren't feeling that well. Hermione said it is fine you could stay and get some rest. The rest of the day went by swiftly.

You and Charlie woke up because of the loud noises,downstairs. Hermione has her face burried in a pillow while the other's were singing, jumping around. "Hey,Mione" she finally looked up and smiled."Y/N!! Save me from them" you laughed. "Happy birthday, sweetie" You pulled her into a hug as she mutterd a small 'thank you'. After eating breakfast everyone got ready for the beach.

"Are you sure you don't want to go with us?" Charlie said a little worried. "I'll be fine. just go" you gave a small peck on his cheek.Everyone's said their goodbye's and left.

The burrow is so quiet. You signed. Time to get to work. You pulled out the boxes from under you're bed which had all the decorations in it. The balloons,Flowers and everything.

After almost 4 hours which seemed like years. The work is finally done. You took a good look around the burrow.

Happy birthday sign?check.

Wall's decorations? Check.

Ceiling decorations? Check.

a/n: I don't own any of these pictures. I just got them from Pinterest. And also I don't have much baking skills so here goes nothing.

Everything is perfect. Now time for some baking.

Finally everything's ready. You just have to wait until everyone's home. After taking out the cake. You wrote this on top of that.

Happy birthday Hermione weasley.

God,I hope Ron is ready. You were exhausted. Sure you did use magic here and there but you did almost entire work by yourself.

Good job,Y/N. Everything is perfect. Just gotta welcome another weasley into the family.it's almost time.

you heard giggles and laughs coming from outside. "They're here" you smiled. You can't wait to get their reaction.

"Y/N-woah" It was Harry. Finally you went to great everyone with huge smile on you're face. Everyone's reaction is priceless. "So,This is why you didn't go with us?" Fred asked still surprised. "Yep,Now come on in"

"Y/N..why'd you wanna go through all this trouble for me?" A quiet voice spoke. You frowned. "Hermione! Don't say things like that.you were also this part of family. Our Family" You spoke with a soft tone.

she finally burst into tears. Happy tears. "Hey,Hey.there's no need to cry,mione.just think you're big sister threw a surprise party for you" Ginny spoke a smung look on her face.

"How about you kids go get ready and I'll just prepare the cake?" Molly spoke with a happy tone. "No need for that Molly. I did bake the cake. Hey Ginny how about you help Hermione get dressed" she immediately nod and grabbed Hermione running upstairs.

"Now everyone get ready for the party and Ron can I a word?" Both you and Ron go outside. "Are you ready,Ron?"

"I don't know if I can do this,Y/N! What if she doesn't wanna marry me? What if she says no? I'm not special! I'm just me and what if-" you cut him off.

"Ron.please don't over think. She will say Yes I assure you. You guys have been together for years and she know you. Trust me she'll say yes. Just think about all the things you guys been through. She was with you every step,isn't she? She loves you Ron. Now I need you to remember everything I say. Tell her how much you love her,how much she means to you and couldn't possibly imagine any girl in her place tell her you want to spend you're rest of the life only with her"

"Y/N...did you really mean all those things you said? did Charlie do exactly the same thing?" He smiled. "Yes. Being nervous is okay,Ron. Everyone gets nervous. Now King weasley. I need you to be brave and ask Hermione to Marry you,okay?" He nodded confidently. But you know he might get nervous,again.

Now the time has come. All the boys were in the suits just like you said but you didn't tell why. And the ladies..Jesus Hermione looks like an angel.

"Fleur come with me" both you and fleur walked into the kitchen. Fleur saw the cake. "Y/N! It says weasley!!" "I know,Trust me" lighting up the candles you walked back into the living room.

You signalled Ron to stand next to Hermione. He looked nervous. Really nervous. You placed the cake in front of her and walked back to Charlie. "Y/N..it says Hermione weasley here?" "Hermione?" She turned Ron. He was on one knee. Gasp's can be heard.you grinned widely.

"You knew about this?" Charlie whispered. "Yes" you replied.c'mon Ron. Do it.

"Mione. I know you did a lot of things for us. And every time I do something stupid you were there for me. Even when I hurt you without me knowing I was hurting you. You never left me. I love you,Hermione. I really do. You always stood by my side. Sure I was jerk to you at the beginning but now look at us. If there's any one person I wanna spend rest of my life it is you. I need you in my life,Mione. I know I couldn't give the most luxurious life but I can you the most adventurous life.so,Hermione will you marry me?" Ron finally finished what he meant to say. "YES!!" Hermione yelled. He slipped the ring on her finger and stood up. She hugged him.

Aww's can be heard. You felt like a proud sister. "Now Miss Weasley! Would you do the honors of cutting the cake?" "Fred!! George!! Don't ruin the mood!!" Angie yelled at the mischievous twins. That is when the party begun.

The burrow turned wild. And it was finally time for dinner. Everyone was eating,laughing. Until Ron stood up clearing his throat getting all the attention.

"First of all I want to thank,Y/N. For everything. If it wasn't for her I wouldn't be able to even ask Hermione to Marry me today. I never thought she'll throw this huge surprise for everyone. And Y/N no matter how many times I told you Thank you it wouldn't be enough. Thank you for supporting me and I Love you" Ron spoke with a smile.

Next Hermione spoke "Y/N,Thank you for giving me the most amazing birthday,ever. And for standing up to Ron. I don't think he'd do any of these without you're help."

At this point you were already in tears. You never felt more touched. "Okay!okay! Enough with the emotions" Fred chirped in. "Our little Ronniekins is getting married!!" George said cheerfully.

"When's the wedding?" Harry laughed. "I promised,Y/N. To let her plan the wedding so whenever she's ready, I am." He spoke proudly. "Ron...planning the wedding is fine but if you let her decided when! She'll probably say tomorrow!" Charlie Joked.

"No dragons on my wedding like yours,please" Hermione spoke with a pleading tone. "No promises" you said giving a playful look. "well,what's life without a few dragons?" Ron said,laughing.

"Our wedding is the best" Charlie said,pouting. "You bought dragon babies to you're own wedding, Charlie!" Percy said with a 'not so happy' look. Making you stiff a laugh.

Charlie fake gasped "They're our babies!!" Everyone burst into laughter. " Okay!! But I will be needing everyone's help on this one. And I think it will be perfect on sunday. what do you guys think?" You clapped you're hands.

"I think that's bloody brilliant!!" Ron exclaimed. Everyone agreed. Great!!

After dinner everyone head to their rooms. Before Hermione could go you stopped her. "Hermione wait!! I forgot to give you you're present!!" You hurried into living room grabbing the gift. "Y/N..you already gave me the biggest gift I could ask for!"

"what?Nonsense! Here take it..open it mione don't just stand there" she giggled before finally opening it. She gasped.

You got her favorite books full set!! "Y/N- I don't know what to say!! Thank you so much!! I still can't believe you got the full set"

"I didn't know what to get so I got everything" you replied scratching the back of your neck. "Thank you,Good night.Y/N"

"Good night,Mione"

Next day:

"So,listen up every one!! Wedding's due 4 days and the first thing's first we're gonna have to choose a wedding theme!" You spoke,maybe a little bit professionally. You took a quick glance at Charlie who is still staring at you. Causing you to blush.

"I think we should choose flowers!!" Fleur caught you're attention. "That's excellent, Fleur!!" You said,smiling. "Ron?what's Hermione's favorite Flower?" you asked the younger. "Do you guys really need to go through all.that?" Hermione said not that interested but still glad you guys were putting effort.

"Hush, Mione.It's Lilac's" Ron said,giggling. "okay then! Lilac's is wedding theme. I do have few things in mind. Fred,George you're on guest's duty" you said looking at the red heads they quickly nodded their heads.

"Angie,Ginny you're going to take Hermione to shopping,Tomorrow" you told both younger one's. "Okay!" "Consider it done".

"Fleur and Penelope you're gonna help Molly with the cake" Fleur gave a friendly smile at Molly and Penelope nodded. "Bill and Percy is gonna help with the decorations and then Charlie and Mr.weasley is gonna help with the design's"

"Wow,Y/N.you're really good at this you know oh by the way what should Ron I do?" Harry asked,pointing at him and Ron. "you guys...yeah get on with the suits" they nodded happily.

The next days till the wedding:

where Angelina and Ginny are taking Hermione to get her wedding dress. Hermione clearly have to be patient dealing with them.

You on the other hand is busy drawing desing's and getting wedding invitations ready. Planning wedding is hard you must admit. There aren't many people on the guest's list so it's not that hard. It's gonna be simple but amazing wedding.

After a few hours Ginny,Angie and Hermione finally came back. Mione looked exhausted. "How's you're day?" You asked The three younger one's in front of you."Tired" "Exhausting" "Amazing"

Ginny sure does have a lot of energy. "Reckon mione's gonna look good?" You said with a cute smile on you're face. "Absolutely" Ginny grinned.

Fred and George went to invite the guest's. Molly is planning a very delicious foods for the wedding and the decorations are almost done. Ron and Harry already got the suits for the boys.

All the weasley girls went shopping for their dresses and everything is just...perfect.

Finally the wedding day has come.

"Y/N...I don't know if I can do this!!" Hermione fiddled with her dress. "I'm so nervous" she cried. "Mione! You're gonna be just fine" you assured her. "You look beautiful, Hermione" Fleur complimented her. It is true though. She looks gorgeous.

"Hermione it's okay to be nervous. You should've seen Y/N on her wedding. She's lot worse" Fleur said , giggling. Making Hermione laugh and little.

"Are you girls,ready?" Came in bill and Charlie in their tux. "Yeah! How's Ron?" Ginny is the one to ask. But we all know how he is. "Nervous" bill stiffed a laugh "very" added Charlie.

You and the girls quickly went outside.

Arthur is the one who's walking Hermione down the aisle. Since you know what happen. You're proud of you're family. The wedding is perfect.

Everything is done with Lilac's. You guys did take the concept to a whole new level.

Not to mention the cake Molly and Fleur prepared. And also the cupcakes.

After the vows:

"Do you Hermione Granger,take Ron weasley as you're husband?"

"I do"

"Do you Ronald weasley,take Hermione Granger as you're wife?"

"I do"

"Now I pronounce you husband and wife! You maybe kiss the bride"

Cheers and laughter erupted the ceremony. As the couple kissed. You felt proud.

"Merci,Y/N" Ron said,sincerely.

"Anything for little brother"

Later

"So this is how the wedding looks like if Y/N is the one to plan it?" Someone said causing you to turn around looking at the blonde.

"Yes... And you are?" You were a little confused. "I suppose you forgot I'm Draco malfoy" then it ticked you. "Oh yes! My goodness! my apologies" you quickly spoke. "It's alright" both of turned you're attention to the center where Hermione is dancing with Arthur for father daughter dance.

Everything was perfect until suddenly, a loud noise was heard. It's your dragon. The Norwegian Ridgeback.

"YYYY/N!!!"

"Oops"

The end

p.s like I said me and my friends did fail exam together and I told my fam. They were disappointed,yes. But not exactly shocked.

#where can I get a dragon #i love dragons

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queenattheopera · 5 years

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Opening Number, Part 5

Prompt: This is the story of the band that skyrocketed beside Queen and how their singer was fated to be with one of them.

Warning: Cussing and implied smut

If you want to catch up with previous parts they’re linked on my Masterlist in my bio

January 1, 1971

If it weren’t for the enticing smell of food I don’t think I would’ve considered leaving my bed. Sitting up I could feel my head pounding. I grimsed and closed my eyes. I refused to move for a few seconds. I could feel the intense pounding in the back of my head, it me a few deep breaths to find some relief but i knew that wasn't going to last. So I tried to redirect my attention to recalling what happened last night.

I took some shots, danced with Fred, and then I made out with someone. I couldn't seem to remember who it was but I remember how their hands felt as they roamed my body. I remember their lips exploring just as much as their hands did. I remember the smell of alcohol in their breath and how intoxicating their scent was. I sighed and opened my eyes. The noise in the kitchen hadn't stopped but I was too nervous to see who was causing it.

Who do i want it to be?

As I pushed myself off my mattress, I was met with nothing but cold air. I pulled the comforter off the bed and wrapped myself with it. As I'm tried taking the first few steps away from the bed frame I began to limp. Sore could barely describe how my legs felt. As I try to move further the blanket gets caught on something, not caring enough to find out I decide to yank it. I heard something fall but it didn't sound broken so I continued to make my way towards the mysterious figure in my home. The closer I got the more anxious I became. I could feel my heart begin to race. As it sped up more and more, it was all I could hear. I was about to turn into the kitchen when they stepped out.

I froze and forced myself to make eye contact with the them.

“...Noah?”

“I was wondering when you would get out of bed.” My stomach dropped. I don't think i slept with him, right? Not that he's not attractive, but he's my best friend. “Are you okay? You left really early last night, I mean I don't think you got any sleep going from the bags under your eyes.” I don't want to look at him because I felt beyond embarrassed but I need to know what happened last night.

“Wait so we didn't..?” He was silent for a few seconds before beginning to laugh, “Wow you must have been fucked up if you really thought that we would ever do anything.I mean no offense-” Before he could finish I punch his shoulder. “Shut up!” I feel my face growing warmer but I was relieved that he wasn’t the open who I had slept with.

“What the hell are you doing here anyway?” He walks towards the dining room but I don't make any move to follow him. “Cmon, at least take a look to see what I did.” Rolling my eyes I begin to make my way over while trying to hide the extremely obvious limp with the comforter. I'm sure he noticed after he snorted but he didn't say anything.

“Ta-da! I made you a birthday breakfast!” Seeing the table setup my eyes begin to water. He had made all my favorite foods and there were even a few gifts in the corner of my room. I looked at him and he had the biggest proudest smile plastered on his face. He was admiring his work but his smile disappeared when he saw that I began to cry.

“What happened? Did I do something wrong? I mean I know it's just me but I remember you told me not to tell anyone else and that you usually celebrate alone. I just thought you would like this.” I laughed at his rambling and wiped the tears away.

“It’s fine Noah, It's actually perfect, I just haven't really had a party or anything since my parents passed away. I- um Thank you..” His demeanor changed, and instead of getting a look of pity, he smiles and gives me a hug. “Why don't you go clean up and get dressed so we could eat and you could open your gifts okay?” I nod and go back to my room.

Walking back towards my room I see a puddle, I guess when the blanket got stuck I had knock over a glass of water resting on my nightstand. Bending down to pick up the glass I find a piece of paper under my bed.

Sorry I couldn't stay love. Let me make it up to you. I’ll pick you up tonight around 9. -hbsdcbaib I reread the paper a few times, then I just stared at the smug as I tried to decipher whose name was written.

I want to scream. I feel nothing but anger towards myself. If I hadn't spilled that water on the note than I would have known exactly who the I slept with last night. Instead my lover is faceless.

There was nothing I could do but wait. I grab some clothes and head towards the bathroom. Before I entered, I let the blanket fall than close the door. I standing in front of the mirror I take in every detail. My eyes look much worse than to what Noah had led me to believe. Then there was my neck and chest. I was covered in bite marks and hickies. When I turned to step into the bath tub I could feel some tenderness in my hips. Looking down I see bruises, resembling someone's hands. When looking at my legs, I’m met with two more hickies.

Ignoring the achiness I take a hot shower. As I'm standing there I think back to last night. I remember the passion and roughness that my counterpart used. When he had me against the wall or when his head was between my legs. He was confident with very move. He worshiped my body. Together we fit like puzzle pieces. I could feel the heat between my legs begin to intensify. I push it away and finish my shower. After I'm dressed I look into the mirror. I know Noah has seen most the marks on my neck but I still had the urge to cover them. I grabbed some makeup and covered most of them. The others were too dark to hide so I grabbed a turtle neck from my closest and changed. Satisfied with eth look I walked back toward the dining room.

“Finally, do you know how hard it was to have all this food but not to be able to eat any of it.” I laugh and sit down across from him. I don't say anything as I grab a fork and stab the food in the plate. None of it ever makes it into my mouth a dn instead just gets moved around. I could feel Noah's concerned gaze on me but neither of say anything. He comes around the table and bends down to my height.

“Did something happen? If something did you don't have to tell me, but just know that I'm here for you. And if it was one of the guys, I swear I'll kill them.” I smile and roll my eyes. “No you won't, you'll have Em do it.” He laughs but he still looks worried. I sighed, i think back to last night. “I was um, um I was almost attacked last night.” I can't bring myself to look up at him, I was embarrassed, blaming myself for what could’ve happen.

“Who?” I look at him and i'm surprised by how intense his gaze his. A few tears slip out, my anxiety and stress had finally taken hold of the wheel. “Don’t worry about it, Im fine, it was nothing. Its what happened after. Roger saved me. Then Brian and John comforted me. Then i slept with someone and I don't even know how. They left a fucking note that I ruined so now I have no idea who it was from. I’m confused and I don't know what to do and my head hurts and -” I couldn't finish my sentence because I began to cry. Well I was actually sobbing. This only increased the pain I was feeling and it made me feel weak and powerless.

Noah holds me and doesn't say anything. He pulls away when I had started to calm down. “Its okay, it's going to be okay. Let's figure this out. You should eat, I'm going to call the gang and Freddie.”

After sitting there for a minute or two began to eat. I don't have much of an appetite but I forced myself to eat and drink a glass of water. When Noah came back he cleaned up and began to hide the gifts. I silently thanked him for still considering how I felt about my birthday. Just as we had finished cleaning up there was a knock at the door. It must have been Fred because everyone else had a key.

I walked towards the order. I was happy when I noticed that i could walk normally despite the ache. When I opened the door the first thing Freddie did was gasp. “Oh you poor thing! Come here love.” Freddie pulled me into a hug. I guess the crying made my makeup run and that's why he gasped. He didn’t say anything. All he did was shush me an rub my back. It was actually really comforting. When I pulled away freddie began to fix my hair. I smiled softly before taking his hand off my hair. I led him inside. “Thanks for coming Freddie, I'm sorry if you were busy, we shouldn't have called.” I didn't want to be another and I wasn't feeling my best. Frankly I didn't have the energy to be my usually bubbly self. “Nonsense darling, I'll always be here for you.” He rubs my shoulder and gives me the biggest smile.

“Alright love, since we dont know whos coming to pick you up, let's get you dolled up.”

“Lets get her comfortable first, Y/n, we know youre probably aren't feeling up to anything right now so here's what we're gonna do. You're going to take some pain medication, take a nap then we'll get you ready okay.” Emily had let herself in and was beginning to take charge. Usually Fred and her would annoy each other but after their silent communication Freddie turned to me and smiled. “She's right love, get some rest.” I looked between the too and nodded. Once I was in my room I began to run last night over and over again. I felt stupid, I got drunk last night for a reason, now I'll have to live with the haunting my actions for the rest of my life.

“Hey y/n, Em told me to give this to you.” Charlie handed me the medicine and sat at the foot of my bed. “I know how you are. I know you're blaming yourself right now but I also know that it's not. You're okay. We're here for you.” I took the pills and nodded. “Thank you.”

In the next few hours while I slept, my house guests cleaned and prepared everything for me. They had set aside an outfit they knew I would like and they spoke about how they would help me feel better.

When I woke up my headache was alleviated and I felt more nervous than ever. I stood up to find an outfit set hanging on my closet door. I put it on and reapplied my make-up. When i walked out of my bedroom I found the gang in my living room playing scrabble.

“Y/n you're up!” I walk to them and Noah gets up and offers me his spot. He then walks away. I turn to the others looking for soe response as to what they're doing.

“It's your turn.” When i look u at them, i realize they are speaking to me. I make a calculated move. Noah comes back with some tea. They don't bring up anything from yesterday and instead play a friendly game of scrabble. Their passive actions put me at ease. I became so focused on the game I forgot about yesterday. It was what Emilly planed. They distracted me, they took my focus away from all the bad and gave me a moment of peace.

Before I knew it, t was 8:50. “Alright y/n, your dates gonna get be here but were going to be in the bedroom. They’ll be here soon. I know you're going to be nervous, but if you ever feel uncomfortable, just know we're here for you.” “Yes darling, and if any of the boys do anything, then ill kick their arses. You know I was pretty good boxer.” I smile and nod. “Thank you, I mean in.” I pull Em and Fred into hug. Charlie and Noah don't hesitate to join. I watch as they walk into the bedroom and close the door. I take deep breaths but I could feel myself getting nervous all over again. I'll admit it's not as bad as before but I was still really anxious. I was spacing in the living room while trying to relax.

I jumped when I heard a knock at the door. I was frozen and I stopped breathing for a second. When they knocked again I let out my the breath I was holding in. I moved cautiously towards the door. I unlocked the door and put my hand on the doorknob. Here goes nothing.

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rainyrowan · 5 years

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Sunkissed - Chapter 1

description: Wedding of the century rolls around as the previous college clique, along with the rest of their family members, stay in preparation for it. During this time, Riley meets Lucas, a gorgeous, green-eyed wallflower who happens to be immediately taken by her. Little did she know, he has a deep secret. One that will either change her views on him forever or make her feel closer to his world.

word count: 2,626

pairings: riley x lucas

Song: Annabelle’s Homework by Alec Benjamin

chapter one; riley

Sparkley Farkley: Did you know that the slowest marathon time ever is 54 years, eight months, six days, eight hours, 32 minutes, and 20.3 seconds? Yeah, in 1912, an Olympic marathoner from Japan supposedly disappeared during the middle of a race. Some say that he stopped to get a drink from an outdoor party, but ended up staying longer than he should have. Risque, if you ask me. Anyways, he was too embarrassed to finish the race, so he flew back to Japan instead. Years later, he decided to finish what he started by running the whole marathon himself. What I'm trying to say is WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? Riley, you're seriously taking much longer to get to the boardwalk than this Japanese marathon guy. Hurry!!

I looked at the horrifically long paragraph Farkle had sent me and sighed. Being best friends with him also meant being best friends with your very own encyclopedia, which can be extremely useful at times. Although, it really isn't when your phone is constantly being bombarded with numerous texts about everything and nothing.

Gentle reminder that I live farther from the beach than you do. I'll be there soon! Don't miss me too much :)

I quickly text back. I gripped onto my camera strap, which is draped over my shoulder, as I start quickening my pace.

When we became closer over the years, Farkle and I both created a tradition of spending almost every Saturday down at the boardwalk. In regards to this, the main rule that we've agreed upon would be that if one of us couldn't make it, we would have to have an extremely valid excuse. Me being the more "laid back" friend, I've been pretty lenient on Farkle if he couldn't make it. Wish I could say the same about him, though.

Last night, I had to stay up till two in the morning helping my mother out at the flower shop. Arranging flowers isn't as easy as one may think. In result, I woke up later than usual, causing me to be about 30 minutes late. So far, I've received a fact text from him for every minute I ran late. It truly amazes me how he could just drop these facts off the top of his head.

I'm practically already running when I see Farkle by the entrance, arms crossed.

"I'm sorry!" I pant. I take a second to breathe before I continue speaking. "I.. I woke.. Wow, I'm not cut out to be.. an athlete, huh?" I joke.

He rolls his eyes as a grin forms on his face. "Where were you?"

"I was up all night helping my mom with the flowers. I woke up super late. I'm so sorry."

He nods in approval of my excuse. "That's okay. However, I don't think we could go to the diner now. Brooklyn and her minions are there. Seated in our spots too!"

The thought of Brooklyn made me sick to my stomach. Brooklyn was the Regina George of Harbor High School, and basically all of Santa Cruz. Like your typical teen cliche, she was the popular girl who also the prettiest. Brooklyn also had her own entourage, as she always had two minions following her. With her bitchy personality, you may say that it's surprising that she gets all the guys. With her body, though, it really isn't. It's probably how she had my crush of four years and counting, Charlie Gardner, falling for her.

"Well, I guess we would have to postpone our meal then," I say, linking my arms with his. We enter the boardwalk and head straight for the arcade. We're surrounded by all the games you could never ever get tired of. From Dance Dance Revolution to laser tag to racing games, the Santa Cruz Boardwalk Casino Arcade has you covered. Farkle and I have our common favorite, air hockey.

He let go of my arm, dashing straight to the air hockey table. "You ready to get your ass beat?"

He asks, slipping in a token. We love each other very much, but when it comes to air hockey, it's like we're two different people.

"You should be asking yourself that, Minkus." As air starts to shoot through the tiny holes from the table, we both grabbed our paddles. Suddenly, the puck falls through my pocket instead of Farkle's. "Well, that's a first! I guess I'm starting."

I hit the puck as hard as I can towards his goal. Hoping that this time my first hit would make it, he blocks the puck in a swift move and smiles. "Not today." This goes on for quite a bit. I concentrate on the puck as it glides across the table back and forth. That is, until a distraction came my way. Charlie.

I offer him a double take before actually realizing that it was him. He probably didn't even notice me, which was a good thing on my part. I didn't want him to know that I was here. Out of impulsive thinking, I ducked down to hide behind my side of the table. This wasn't really the best decision, though. Farkle managed to make a goal and yell on behalf of his victory. I don't even have to see what's happening to know that attention was surely brought towards us.

"Farkle!" I call out in a whisper. He walks around the table and takes a seat next to me.

"So, explain to me why we're hiding behind- "

"Riley!" Charlie exclaims. Mortified, I lift my head up to find him standing right in front of us.

"Hi, Charlie." I saw awkwardly. Thankfully, Farkle gets up off the ground and pulls me up, as I was too scared to even move.

Farkle clenches is jaw subtly enough that no one could notice, except for me. It's safe to say that he never liked Charlie. I don't blame him. Most of the time, he can be a total jackass.

I'm not too sure how or why I've liked him for so long, and still currently do. I like to think it's because of the fact that I'm always seeking the best in people. I don't necessarily like making assumptions out of people based on looks or first encounters. For Charlie, I realized how much of a good person he is, deep down, whilst working on a school project with him in the public library. My father, who so happened to be my teacher, assigned both of us as partners for a project that we had to turn in a matter of three days. Within those three days, we'd head to the library at night to work, but we were never productive. All we did was talk. Well, all Charlie did was talk. About himself, of course. I would just sit and listen. It was kind of odd not taking part in the conversation, but I mostly did not mind. As a matter of fact, I remember feeling like it was for the best since I would most likely say something stupid. Plus, I got to learn more about him and who he truly was. The downside of it was that I had to take our project home and finish it myself, but I thought that it was worth it. From that moment on, I couldn't help but keep thinking about him, about us.

Charlie extends his hand out to Farkle, expecting a shake, but he steps back. "I'll wait for you outside." He tells me. No, no. Please don't leave me alone with him.

"Well, that was awkward." He laughs. "But anyways, I am so glad I caught you. I was wondering if you're free like right now? I was hoping that you could help me out with something."

Crap. As much as I would love to help him, I promised Farke that I would spend the day with him. However, as I was looking up at Charlie's mesmerizing brown eyes, I seem to have ignored that fact. "Um, sure." I squeaked. I clear my throat and try again. "What would I be helping you with exactly?"

"You see, we're doing headshots in drama, and you're kind of known to be a really talented photographer," I blush as he says so. Along with the fact that his words make me swoon, another thing about Charlie that I liked was the fact that he is a performing arts fanatic. I'm presuming that it's something that he would like to achieve in the future. He's actually really talented if I'm being honest.

"So, would it be alright if you got a couple of portrait shots of me by the beach?" Charlie asks.

"Maybe in return, I can buy you a milkshake afterward."

Farkle is so going to kill me after this. "Er, okay."

"Great! C'mon, let's go." He starts heading towards the exit as I trail behind him. Hoping that he was the gentleman I thought he'd be, I expected him to open the door for me. Instead, he ends up leaving it to close behind him. I sigh, disappointed for getting ahead with my thoughts. Once I've exited the arcade, I immediately scan my surroundings in search for Farkle.

"I'm here." He calls out from behind me. I turn to find him leaning against a wall.

"You're going to hate me," I confess.

A smirk creeps up on his face. "Not gonna lie, I was already kind of assuming."

"You're not mad?"

"No," Farkle says softly. "I still hate that bastard, though. But I mean if you like him that much-"

I pull him into a hug. "Thank you," I whisper.

"Yeah, okay." He wraps his arms around my back and chuckles lightly.

"Riley?" Charlie yells.

I pull away from Farkle and adjust my outfit. This would technically be the first time I get to hang out with Charlie alone, so I obviously want to look presentable. However, that's clearly not the case since I'm currently in my maroon Harvard sweater that Farkle had actually bought me from when he visited last year, along with a pair of faded ripped jeans.

"Do I look okay?" I ask.

He holds two thumbs up. "Can't say no to a girl in Ivy League gear."

"I love you, and thanks a bunch!" I plant a quick kiss on his cheek before running towards Charlie.

Once I've caught up to him, we both head to the beach together.

I truly do love the beach. I love the ambiance of waves crashing against the shore, along with the wailing of seagulls as they soar across the sky. Not to mention, the smell of the ocean beach as well. Everything about the beach is so captivating and peaceful, especially since it's a little early and not a lot of people are here. The afternoon is the absolute worst time to visit the beach. The fact that there are so many people who usually come on a day to day basis, makes me a little anxious to go.

Charlie leads me to where the dock is located. Farkle and I would usually come to take pictures underneath the dock. This area is quite aesthetically pleasing.

"I think this is a great spot." He says, placing his bag down as I begin to adjust the settings of my camera. I let him know that I'm ready once everything's all set. Charlie then runs towards the shoreline and starts posing of a shot. Since I'll be capturing portrait shots, I made sure that my camera is set so all my photos can have a shallow depth of field. This way, Charlie will be in focus as the background will be a bit blurry. After taking a few photos here and there, I stop to look at them. Charlie was perfectly centered, the lighting was on point, and all shots have great composition. Perfect. I think to myself. However, Charlie apparently doesn't exactly think so when he sees them.

"Yeah, this situation just isn't working for me. Let's try something different." He looks around for a moment. "Here, why don't you get some bird-eye shots of me laying on the sand."

I was a little offended that he didn't like the photos I originally took. I spoke out, irritated. "I thought we were taking portraits?"

"I'm just trying to think outside of the box here, Riles. Maybe the photos will turn out better." I scoff at what he had just said. What difference does it make? You're just going to be lying down. And I thought all headshots were portraits. There he goes acting like a douche, but here I am, still taking interest in him.

Charlie lies down on the sand and places his hand behind his head. From the looks of it, he could pass for a Hollister or Abercombie & Fitch model. I stand directly on top of him to get good shots. If I'm being honest, this isn't the ideal position I'd want to be in. It's a little uncomfortable and weird, really.

Suddenly, water hits the shore and Charlie attempts to save his khaki pants by jerking straight up. Instead, jerking straight up somehow caused me to tumble forward, allowing both of us to fall back down. I also end up dropping my camera on the sand. Water continues to run beneath Charlie, which caused his whole outfit to be soaked. "Shit!"

The water still kept going around us. I panic as I watch it slowly ooze towards my camera. Miraculously, the water stopped before it could reach it. I graciously let out a sigh of relief. "Will you get the fuck off of me now?!" He yells in annoyance. I flinched when he does so and realize that what was happening: I was on top of Charlie Gardener. Because I was on top of him, I didn't get hit by the water at all. I quickly scurried to my feet and grabbed my camera. I turned to Charlie, who was still really angry that he was drenched. He got up from the ground and gathered his stuff. "Thanks to you," He snaps. "I am soaking wet, and I have rehearsals for the musical after this!"

I feel a familiar tightness gripping my throat. As Charlie continues to curse at me, a burning heat rushes through my body and I can hardly breathe. The DJ over by the boardwalk starts blasting music that seems to be ten times louder than usual. My surroundings then become too horrifically bright. My hands become clammy as I start to lose control of my body. My vision starts to get blurry and my heartbeat begins to speed up to the point where I could hear it.

Once Charlie finishes grabbing his stuff, he walks over to me. He stops and takes a deep breath. "Just email me the photos whenever you can." And with that, he walks away. When I've lost sight of him, I walk towards the pebbles near the ocean. I stare out to sea, trying to take big breaths. I stay until I've finally coaxed my heartbeat back to normal.

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sweetsandsin · 4 years

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What happens when the cards see a Joker in your future?

After losing the only man that made sense in a world of confusion, Forensic Psychologist, Ember's cards align to tell her one thing and one thing only.

Joker is coming and he'll make sure she is too.

"It's so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone"

- John Steinback.

♤♡The Oxymoron Of Gotham◇♧

In the crippled city of Gotham lay an oxymoron at every corner; Batman, the Dark Knight who lived in the shadows but brought criminals to light, Riddler, the man who claimed to be an enigma but who had already been worked out and last, but never least, was Penguin, the man who provided twentysomething Ember with perhaps the biggest paradox of her life- loss, the word that had stolen the one and only person she had left only to present her with a soul shattering emptiness to fill the holes her Uncle and his brass cane had left behind.

Found amongst the trash in a dirtied t-shirt for warmth, he'd lifted her from the seedy underbelly of her unwanted origins and given her a home. His shaky hand would brush through the tangles in her honey tresses to wipe away the remnants of grime that even years after her escape never seemed to fully leave, each morning would begin with a story of his adventures and the wars he'd always win, the night ended with a brush of his lips on the tip of her nose and the lullaby he'd sing out of tune to will her into sleep:

"Burning Ember,

Named after the flame,

Burning Ember,

That's my pretty girl's name".

It had already been a few months, yet still, she spent every night sat on baby pink bedding with his top hat to her chest and his rhyme in her head. Tears would fall and her heart would break a little more.

It took her a while, but in the end, it was all okay, because she welcomed the pain, he deserved someone to mourn for him, he deserved the ache she felt, afterall how lucky was she to have something that made saying goodbye so hard?

Well, she was very lucky indeed.

A blaring car horn pulled her away from her thoughts, stopping in a hurry to follow the sound, her right ankle rolled to the side causing a jolt of pain to spiral its way up to her knee in a gentle throb. Keeling forward, Ember squeezed her slim fingers around her foot, bent it inwards and pushed it back into her knee-length boot.

Turning her head, her nails traced the brown bags so prudent beneath her lashes in the reflection of the smashed glass window, inhaling sharply at the sight, her soft pink lips released a breath of fog that quickly succumbed to the sombre tone that had long ago wrapped itself around her hometown, she only wished she too could evaporate into the air like the carbon dioxide that filled her lungs. Continuing her walk, a breathy laugh warmed her chest when she limped in a manner that could only be called ironical- Uncle Penguin was still with her even if only in hobble rather than spirit.

Tapping the butt of her cigarette, white-haired Aurora looked over her green-tinted glasses at the bell on the door "That you, Flamey?"

"It's me" she shouted back. Sliding past the many googly-eyed ornaments and baby doll figurines, she waved a hand around the curve of the wall.

"Did you get me what I asked for?" Her fingers clenched and unclenched in impatience till the square box touched her palm.

"I really wish you'd buy condoms yourself" she whisper hissed, mahogany brown eyes lightening as she looked around uncomfortably and rocked on the balls of her feet. It was one thing to know that someone old enough to be her gran had frequent sex, it was another thing to be the person indirectly supporting her aim to bed each and every male in Gotham that took her fancy.

"And I really wish those punks in the pharmacy wouldn't call me a hot mama and spank my ass" taking a puff, she blew out loudly, "I hate having to break their wrists, makes my arthritis play up, but what ya gonna do?" Shuffling the card deck in her other hand, she intricately flicked them so they twirled between her disjointed fingers.

"Aw, no" her shoulders slumped, "Not again, I told you I don't believe in any of this" everytime was the same, she'd drop something off only to get pulled into unproven spirituality that was far off reality even for a place like Gotham.

"And I told you, I don't give a shit" standing, she pushed the opposing woman down by her shoulder."Now shut up and pay attention, you never know when it could come in handy".

Rolling her eyes, her bottom lip jutted out "Yeah" she scoffed, "When pigs fly".

"What was that?" Aurora tugged her glasses off, an icy glare yanking the usual temperature down a few notches.

"Uh" she blushed, pulling a face. It seemed feigning innocence was her only real option here, "I said, I can't wait" biting her tongue to hide her laugh, she looked to the side.

"Better have been what you said" she warned under her breath, finger waggling at her. "You ain't too old for me to put you over my knee, yanno?" Not that she ever would, of course, the girl was the apple of her eye, but she didn't half wind her up some days.

Drumming her hands on the table, Ember looked on in awe at the speed the cards moved from one hand to another, the flick of the shuffle ending pierced her ears in warning that Aurora's favourite three-card set up would soon be upon them.

"King'a diamonds, ya know what that means?"

"No" she smiled kindly, "But I know you're going to tell me".

Ignoring her jibe, she rolled her sleeves up so the tattooed snake on her right arm led beside it. "Means you're going to meet a man who does a dangerous job, maybe a nice officer?" She hoped. "But uh" she scratched behind her ear, "Could also mean you meet a man who'll run circles round ya, someone worth being scared of". Swiping her hand as if wiping away her words, she chuckled a hoarse laugh "But isn't that just about every man here?"

She wasn't wrong there. Humming quietly, she gazed over at the cards, only then noticing the pale hue to her powdered skin. Frowning, she placed a hand over hers "Is, is everything alright?"

"It's the nine'a spades" downing her tumbler of whiskey, she shook her head, "But that can't be correct, can it?" She looked up sorrowfully.

Even though Ember wasn't exactly one to indulge in the fantasy, she'd never seen Aurora look so shaken and that particular in a blue moon occurrence made her tremble too. "What does it mean?" Her eyes widened in curiosity.

"It means death, next to this card it could be taken to just mean really bad news, but it's the worst card you can get" her fingers itched for a smoke, her throat was dry and she knew if nicotine didn't reach her lips in the next few seconds she'd get all shaky again. Lighting one up, she leant back and sighed, "That's the stuff".

"Well, what is the next card?"

"Ace'a clubs, uh means you shall have protection from a powerful man?" Her words were spoken slow, confused, almost careful. "That's uh great, I suppose, also means that the death card is the death of an enemy, so all is tickety boo". Poor girl had already been through so much, she didn't want to see her go through more.

"So what you're saying is" she paused, hands spread on the table, "That you're not going to spend the next few weeks losing sleep worrying about me?" It happened before, a bad card spread and all she ever got was a million and one phone calls and a grouchy woman to deal with every Saturday, she didn't think she'd survive going through it again.

"That's what I'm saying, sweet cheeks" kicking her legs up, she pulled a hand over her facial features. "Now, did I ever tell you about floppy Jim?"

"Do I want to know?"

"Course ya do, but I'm feeling nice soo I'll spare you the details, just remember, always have a cucumber spare in the fridge, when the age goes up, the dick don't" she cackled loudly, hand smacking her thigh.

Wretching, Ember hit her forehead "I think I'm going to vomit".

♤♡◇♧

Snow White was the fairest of them all and what a prize it was to have skin the colour of snow and lips as red as a rose. White was purity and anything darker was nothing but corrupted skin.

In laymen terms, Ember being brown had always been a sin when she didn't look it and it would forever be a crime if she did.

Work was hard to come by for a Forensic Psychologist who fit into the crowd until she opened her mouth and out came a hint of back home. With each tell-tale sign of her culture came the stereotypes ground from the ashes of her ancestors; awful looks of sympathy for being a South Asian woman who must've been oppressed by masculinity simply because she was born in a place where the sun spent the majority of its time. Afterall, everyone loved a good tan unless it was permanent. Her personal favourite had to be that there was just something 'exotic' about her begging to be released, the typical 'polite in the streets, freak in the sheets' assumption that glued to her form holding her up to socially-expected standards depicting quiet women as individuals with a crazy side that had yet to be seen.

Race wasn't an issue if you were running in it, race was an issue when you got lost in the crowd of the media's definition of majority.

For years she'd calmed herself with lies that placed her in a position of blame; she hadn't worked hard enough, she wasn't ready, she was too young, but what it all really came down to was that she wasn't white enough to be noticed, couldn't pass for ebony, couldn't pass for ivory either and that meant she would forever remain where she was, an immovable object with no chance of ever moving forward.

But then like young Charlie and his golden ticket, she got her chance, a way forward if she picked the dark path, a way out if she went within the depths of no return.

Into cell 666.

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whimsically-ominously-auspice · 4 years

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"Will i bus or keep you guessing?" Smalls rented 19 charter buses holding roughly 230 people each.

"Walk out" then get on a bus to be transported to a hidden meth lab underground. To make poisonous gases to poison me and other innocent victims.

But I was the Target the CIA tells me.

"Cause bitches like you are bad for my health"

"Dropping bombs on your moms"

"Doing foul crime"

So had the Amazon workers -- over 4000 of them decided not to be kidnapped to make poisonous gases they would been beaten and raped until killed. Both men and women.

No food nor water. Beaten and raped until death.

If I were evil I would say you deserved it for being stupid.

But i can't say that in good conscience. Because if they refuse then it is in essence to protect my life. Or just to defend their own.

In all my factories i have CIA and FBI undercover. Any police agency wishing to work undercover is allowed.

At least 2 CIA agents were going to go and called in back up. Which means trained assassins would have infiltrated the buses and went along for the ride.

All you have to do is drive to the location and park a car and mix in with the crowd.

In these cases in 15 minutes a CIA agent can get back dated work badge filled with false information on their record. 9 had gotten badges before this morning. On one team. There were 7 teams. An extra 700 unidentified non listed to walk out "workers"

So this could had been handled exclusively and the public would Never had known.

So they go in and about 1 day of looking around and seeing what is what. Preventing abuse and so on.

Or they would prevent boarding and done something different. We prefer the experience of stupidity. When you make the wrong choices you can see it in your face.

So start thinking for yourself.

Another 75 vehicles were in position to follow these Charter buses for their safety while on board. In case of a motor vehicle accident. Crazy driving. Any random shit. And of course eye witness verified location.

My bust since I took over... The charter bus was able to give location of destination. And previous history of his use.

I prevented harm and lectured harshly. But my lecture is real life.

And now instead of using time to help the stupid.

They are now risking their lives to save people already in serious and grave danger. Innocent people.

9 times he's gotten away with it. Which means every time Smalls kidnapped the undercover CIA didn't request back up. They thought they could handle ot themselves. They are probably dead.

Teamwork. The CIA. Y'all call back up. Every fucking time. That is why i post shit. If i post and y'all read it makes more danger sometimes.

But there's already danger that is too much because the danger i alert knows to back down. If i don't alert they will attack who is helping.

So, it can provoke them but they know strict punishment will occur.

But if i announce any CIA not busy will lock on at least 61% lock on every single time i post an issue.

This continues their training. Compassion. Competition. Sympathy and understanding their way may not be the only simplified way of doing things.

And makes them aware If back up is needed.

Locally 85% will prepare to duty. Dressing. Eating. Having coffee. Staying awake. Fueling their cars. Doing chores they put off. Watering animals early.

It can be days before they return home.

34% auto walks out. And applies for duty. Which means they go And find out what the fuck to do to help. Find critical situations. Apply their skill.

Which means 50% is on back up. We never send them all out. If we have to we began servicing areas nearby. Taking only 1/3 leaving the remaining 2/3 to prepare for their communities.

And at that point the military is on its way or already there.

The military is on Staten Island and Long Island Sound.

14000 victims. Will return home today or to a safe community housing development where the military are also under Quarentine.

So today is a good day.

Because ONE undercover agent called in back up

Only one in the entire factory of 10,000 people. Because he felt fear. Fear exists to warn.

So he listened. And he has saved nearly 20,000 people.

It shouldn't be a miracle. But it is.

It shouldn't be a miracle not solely because it never happened But because MORE should called in back up.

What if the first time they called for backup?

No one from Staten Island Amazon would been kidnapped.

So it's the 9th time. And finally a MIRACLE OCCURS.

We HAVE to call it a MIRACLE and not Just Another Day On The Job. And that is so bad.

I'm not about yelling or disciplining those who failed. Your minds do it your selves.

Those that thought they were good enough and strong enough. "I been in Vietnam" "i been in Iraq"

Baby it don't matter. It don't matter to anyone. Not especially evil.

I can tell you why i hide. Because it's easier to fight. If people don't know who i am. They Don't fight as hard. When they find out who I am or i have something planned for eradication. I am attacked. By 20 and 30 people. In my mind. Esp. Metaphysical violence because of muscle memory allows them to punch me in the face and i can feel It.

I consider myself lucky because it is only metaphysical. But i am constantly attacked. Today I had 12 attacking me and contradicting what i say to fuck up my mind.

There are times i need to call for help.

And it's just in my head.

Being in a bunker situation alone. I know for a fact as a regular human i would die.

Even if i fought

This is why i posted directions on how to attack and kill in certain kidnapping situations.

Because it's impossible to do alone.

We need Team Work.

Its a world we're saving baby. A whole world.

No one can do it alone. Its been proven.

United We Stand. Divided we fall.

I never really honestly loved this statement.

Made me think of the British red coats. They always stood in one line formation. In lines and rows and rows of people. They all died.

Americans who did not fight that way won.

Divided in Unity we Prevail.

I wrote about the golf course in Mississippi. The whole town kidnapped. Alex and i had to physically without weapons fight. I never finished the story.

I used sexual indecency to lure then hid while Alex killed. We were divided. We were unified in the objective.

I knew what he had to do. He had to kill. He couldn't allow me to get hurt. He's always afraid of that. Its s weakness that divided us in a way that can cause failure.

Except i know how to protect him. Lure them to me..

Easiest trick in the book and that is what those Fallen CIA agents attempted to do. But they didn't have back up. No one knew they needed to be saved.

We had 7 other people that knew where we were. We had a plan to lock up in the cashier area where limited golf balls and golf clubs were and fight in a shelter if necessary until our back up arrived

Alex had no back up when he went bike riding. Trust me he's sick. The radioactive Radon is in his lungs and his body is rejecting it as best as it can.

He's lucky I felt the calling to relook at that picture I merely glanced at in a disapproving manner and took the time to care about the man I love although he's on my last nerve.

It was many hours later. Too many in fact. But at least it wasn't days.

You need back up. That is how we are created!

There is nothing I can do about that. To eradicate soulmates means you will become out of control evil and hate others and make them your slaves.

Planets Zulululu and Xion did just that. That is why there is a problem with them!

I fixed their planets. I decided to punish them because as I did here i lectured them. Immensely. And they hurt our precious people. So indefinitely i am opposed to their existence here on Eaerth. Of any alien life. I don't care if it's s drawn cartoon. I don't want it.

Joe Cool is gonna die in those educational cartons just so you know.

Charlie Brown. Linus. Lucy. They're all gonna die. We will keep our old treasured cartoons but we will create cartoons where their death occurs. It is revealed that Lucy is a mind controlling bitch who needs her face punched in. Linus is an abused kid that finally cracks and kills his parents.

And even in this Linus and Charlie Brown team up to kill Lucy.

Call for backup.

Alert your DNA4U Friends List.

Don't do life alone!

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