#amara's giraffe

[msb-lair]

Clutch #3149 - Pecan/Sycamore

Mated On: 2023-03-02 # of eggs: 3 Hatched On: 2023-03-08

Progeny:

Hatchling 8320 (SitkaSpruce) - Gaoler Male, Sable Giraffe/Spearmint Hex/Avocado Frills, Rare - 15,000 on 2023-03-14

Hatchling 8321 (Tsubasa) - Gaoler Male, Umber Ripple/Peridot Hex/Avocado Frills, Uncommon - 15,000 on 2023-03-22

Hatchling 8322 (Amara) - Gaoler Female, Taupe Ripple/Forest Current/Avocado Frills, Common - 15 gems on 2023-03-08

Comments: Bah, missed hatching these out yesterday. Also, colour me amused that they all came out with avocado frills.

#Clutches #Pecan Dragon #Sycamore Dragon #Hatchling #Gaoler Male #Gaoler Female #Gaoler Breed #Gaoler Hatchling #Giraffe #Ripple #Hex #Current #Frills #Sable #Spearmint #Avocado #Umber #Peridot #Taupe #Forest #Rare #Uncommon #Common

[cricketnationrise]

Quarantine Reads Part 5

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

101. The Opposite of Loneliness: Essays and Stories by Marina Keegan: published post-humously after a car accident when she had just graduated. her family, teachers, and classmates from NYU worked together to collect the writing and get it published.

102. The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams: first book in the series. absurd humor. SPACE. the last human? really bad poetry.

103. A Bad Deal for the Whole Galaxy by Alex White: book 2 in the Salvagers series. picks up a few months (a year?) after the events of book 1. couple new characters. story gets darker.

104. The Worst of All Possible Worlds by Alex White: final book in the Salvagers series. rag tag bunch tries to save the world using a beat up old ship, some robot armor, and a lack of magic. picks up right after events of book 2.

105. The Good Lord Bird by James McBride: a what if look at the failed Harper’s Ferry slave revolt. told from the pov of a black child. content warning for slavery, abuse, violence, death/murder, guns, knives

106. The Restaurant at the End of the Universe by Douglas Adams: more of the same from the first book - just a bigger playground as the protagonists are more spread out

107. Stamped from the Beginning: The Definitive History of Racist Ideas in America by Ibram X. Kendi: what it says on the tin. really long. excellent writing. organized around individual thinkers both pro and anti racist. Kendi’s first book, introduces his idea of the anti-racist as opposed to “not racist”

108. Life, the Universe and Everything by Douglas Adams: the story continues. book 3 in the series.

109. We Interrupt This Broadcast by Mary Robinette Kowal: short story from the Lady Astronaut series. can read for free online.

110. The Lady Astronaut of Mars by Mary Robinette Kowal: short story from the Lady Astronaut series. can read for free online. set in the future from the third book.

111. The Phobos Experience by Mary Robinette Kowal: short story from the Lady Astronaut series. can read for free online. 

112. Amara’s Giraffe by Mary Robinette Kowal: short story from the Lady Astronaut series. can read for free online.

113. The Relentless Moon by Mary Robinette Kowal: book 3 in the Lady Astronaut series. definitely need to read the others first. highly recommend

114. Rocket’s Red by Mary Robinette Kowal: short story from the Lady Astronaut series. can read for free online

115. Young Zaphod Plays It Safe by Douglas Adams: short prequel story to the hitchhiker’s universe.

116. So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish by Douglas Adams: book 4 in the hitchhikers series.

117. The Bad-Ass Librarians of Timbuktu: And Their Race to Save the World’s Most Precious Manuscripts by Joshua Hammer: non fiction. kinda felt padded, like it had started as a long article and to make it a book he included a bunch of stuff that wasn’t totally necessary. VERY interesting though.

118. Wait for Night by Stephen Graham Jones: tor.com short story, immortal beings, graves

119. The Bookman’s Tale by Charlie Lovett: cool split timeline story tracing an invented “undiscovered” shakespeare. follow the book’s journey from beginning to present, and in the present, follow two people trying to find the provenance of the book. family drama, off screen character death, violence, feuding neighbors, shakespeare, theft

120. Mostly Harmless by Douglas Adams: book 5 in the hitchhikers series.

121. The Outsourcerer’s Apprentice by Tom Holt: book 3 in the youspace series. someone is trying to take advantage of youspace for it’s natural resources, telemarketing capabilities, etc. a young maiden figures out how to make it rich, a hero bumbles around

122. The New Jim Crow: Mass Incarceration in the Age of Colorblindness by Michelle Alexander: non-fiction about the prison system in american and how it disproportionally affects black men and women. how it got that way and what’s being done to help and hinder. 10th anniversary edition includes a look back by the author as well as an update

123. Becoming by Michelle Obama: first lady michelle obama’s memoir, written a few months after leaving the white house

124. Off the Ice by Avon Gale: m/m romance novel. there is sex. young NHL player decides to go back to college for summer classes to get his degree and falls for his teacher. his teacher thinks he’s just a slacker jock. first in a series.

125. Men We Reaped: A Memoir by Jesmyn Ward: lyrical memoir. 5 men in her life that were taken too soon, including her brother. told in reverse order. trigger warnings: drug use, murder, police brutality, racism, alcohol abuse. absolutely beautiful writing, heartwrenching events.

#the opposite of lonliness #marina keegan #hitchhikers guide to the galaxy #douglas adams #a bad deal for the whole galaxy #the salvagers #alex white #the worst of all possible worlds #the good lord bird #james mcbride #the restaurant at the end of the universe #stamped from the beginning #ibram x. kendi #life the universe and everything #we interrupt this broadcast #mary robinette kowal #lady astronaut #the lady astronaut of mars #the phobos experience #amara's giraffe #the relentless moon #rockets red #young zaphod plays it safe #so long and thanks for all the fish #the bad-ass librarians of timbuktu #joshua hammer #wait for night #stephen graham jones #the bookman's tale #charlie lovett

[whgmasterofceremonies]

WHG 17 - The Initial Reaping

It’s time! In an unprecedented stroke of luck, our current total equals 36 characters, exactly enough for a Hunger Games round with three tributes per district! That means there’s not a lot of wiggle room, though, so submissions are closed, and it’s more important than ever that if any amends need to be made, they need to be made while there’s still time!

My system grows ever more haphazard, so please, if I’ve forgotten a character, misspelled a name or tag, tagged the wrong blog, mixed up some pronouns, or put someone in the wrong district, etc., let me know! I’ll be happy to fix it. This will also function as the tag list for all the WHG days’ events, so especially let me know if there’s anything I can improve about the tags!

You can also let me know if you’d like to be invited to the WHG Discord for even more notifications and another way to collaborate with other writers!

And now, without any further adieu--er, ado...Let’s say hello to the characters we’ll be saying goodbye to all too soon!

District 1

Deputy Buzzkill (she/her), @ratracechronicler ​

Danica Vesrani (she/her), @alannaofroses

Meilan Liu (she/her), @starryeve88

District 2

Adrestia/“Drest” (she/her), @concealeddarkness13

Oliver Rook (they/them), @pen-of-roses

Kito Faraji (he/him), @starryeve88

District 3

Neuron (he/him), @knmartinshouldbewriting

Ad Lib (she/her), @knmartinshouldbewriting ​

Safia Sauda (she/her), @starryeve88 ​

District 4

Avanda Alistairion (she/her), @scribbles-to-feed-the-void ​

Evander Moore (he/him), @pen-of-roses

Jack (she/her), @onthetipofmyquill ​

District 5

Aidan Fletcher (he/him), @alannaofroses ​

Bastian Smyth (he/him), @alannaofroses ​

Vonnie Stone (she/her), @sparkles-and-hens ​

District 6

Charlie (he/him), @very-bi-giraffe ​

Jack (he/him), @very-bi-giraffe ​

Carsen (he/him), @onthetipofmyquill ​

District 7

Caelum Chen (he/him), @scribbles-to-feed-the-void ​

Mica (he/him), @maple-writes ​

Julian (he/him), @onthetipofmyquill ​

District 8

Fernando (he/him), @written-in-gold ​

Finn (he/him), @crazy-like-us ​

Deacon Noble (she/her), @childrenoflight-darkness-nothing

District 9

Amara (she/her), @written-in-gold ​

Lara Aigua (she/her), @crazy-like-us ​

Tyde Westbrook (he/him), @childrenoflight-darkness-nothing

District 10

Chrissy (he/him), @written-in-gold ​

Jasper Perle (he/him), @crazy-like-us ​

Evelyne Haskell (she/her), @childrenoflight-darkness-nothing

District 11

Nico Talent (she/her), @spacebrick3 ​

Orville Violet-Verduzco (she/her), @spacebrick3 ​

Anton Ward (he/him), @spacebrick3 ​

District 12

Chess (she/her), @concealeddarkness13

Zazu Hodkins (he/him), @vermontwrites

Ferret O’Connor, @scribbles-to-feed-the-void ​

#Initial Reaping #round 17

[rabbitcruiser]

Bronx Zoo, New York City (No. 38)

African Plains allows visitors to walk past lions, African wild dogs, and Grévy's zebras, and see herds of Thomson's gazelles, lowland nyalas, and slender-horned gazelles sharing their home with lesser kudus, marabou storks, grey crowned cranes, blue cranes, and red-flanked duikers. Hybrid giraffes (Baringo × reticulated giraffe) roam nearby. The exhibit originally opened in 1941 and was the first in the country to allow visitors to view predators and their prey in a naturalistic setting as well as allowing large predators such as lions to be exhibited cage-free. This success was achieved through the creation of a series of deep moats, a set-up which can still be found at the zoo today. The wild dogs, however, can be viewed close-up from a glass-fronted viewing pavilion. The zoo has bred their lions on multiple occasions, including one male and two females born in January 2010 and three males and one female born in August 2013. The zoo, in partnership with the NY Daily News, held a contest to name the 2010 cubs, which made their public debut in April 2010. The winning names were Shani, Nala, and Adamma. The 2013 cubs were named Thulani, Ime, Bahata, and Amara and the three males can still be found on-exhibit at the zoo. The Carter Giraffe Building, a section of African Plains, features indoor/outdoor viewing of the zoo's giraffes and southern ostriches (Struthio camelus australis), and is also home to spotted hyenas, common dwarf mongoose, and southern white-faced owls. In June 2009, two aardvarks imported from Tanzania joined the exhibit. In September 2010, the pair gave birth to a male named Hoover, the first to ever be born at the zoo. In 1924, the zoo became the first in North America to exhibit the species. 

Until 2009, the southwestern corner of African Plains was home to the endangered Arabian oryx and blesbok. Due to budget cuts and the unpopularity of the species with visitors, they were phased-out of the collection. This section of the exhibit remains empty.  In 2017 they received two baby cheetahs from the San Diego Zoo. Cheetahs are now part of their animal encounter programs. They were replaced by the hyenas.

Source: Wikipedia

#Bronx Zoo #my favorite zoo #African Plains #spotted hyena #Grévy's zebra #flora #fauna #nature #animal #Coretta #zebra #New York City #USA #oudoors #meadow #grass #tree #light and shadow #free attraction #travel #summer 2018 #original photography #young zebra #cityscape #tourist attraction #landmark #Bronx

[cartoonskyle]

I’m happy to be getting back into portfolio work and I really loved designing my African Centaur, Amara. #characterdesign #digitalart #portfolio #africancentaur #giraffe #centaur #african #africanamericancharacter #giraffecentaur https://www.instagram.com/p/B2p8SiDDQyJ/?igshid=tp58agfyt1o5

#characterdesign #digitalart #portfolio #africancentaur #giraffe #centaur #african #africanamericancharacter #giraffecentaur

[theworldofmycreations]

I recently got into this TV show called "X-Men: Evolution" and I made a new OC to go along with it.  This is Gemma! Gemma Adeline Xavier. She's the adopted daughter of Professor Charles Xavier and lives in "Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters".  __________________________________________________________________________________________ Before she moved into the school and Xavier’s life, she lived with her step-family: stepmother Rebecca, stepfather Thomas, and her five year old septuplet step-siblings; Aubrey, Jack, Jonah, Carla, Eliza, and Lucas for the first eight years of her life. The stepfamily wasn't as happy as they appeared, in fact, they were wicked and horrible towards Gemma. Rebecca and Thomas made Gemma take care of the septuplets and do all the housework while they went out every night. At age five, she discovered that she had a special power: the power of shapeshifting! She could turn into all kinds of animals and creatures like mermaids, centaurs, fairies, etc.  One day, after her wicked stepparents forgot her birthday (again), Charles noticed Gemma shapeshifting into a giraffe to reach a box of cereal at the grocery store and slowly got to know the girl and her life-story. After finding out she was placed in horrible conditions, Charles offered to adopt her and raise her as his own child and of course, Gemma accepted the offer and that night, she snuck away from the horrible household and moved into Xavier's school. She's been living with him and training with her shapeshifting abilities ever since then.  __________________________________________________________________________________________ Age: 9 DOB: 08-19-1991 Skin Color: Light Medium Gold  Eye Color: Light Purple  Hair Color: Auburn  Outfit: She wears a pink t-shirt with a white collar and white sleeves that's covered by a light light teal blue jacket, khaki shorts, blue-gray socks, and orange and white high-top shoes. Her auburn hair is tied up with two dark blue ribbons. Around her neck is a heart shaped necklace that Jean gave her for Christmas (Season 2, Episode 8). Nicknames: Gem and Squirt (both by Logan), Shifter (her superhero name). Likes: Soccer, Riding her Bike, Roller-Skating, Drawing, Making Models, Writing Stories, Sewing, Playing Piano, Pears, Dancing Video Games Power(s): Shapeshifting  Friends: Beatrice (Best Friend), Scott, Jean, Kurt, Kitty, Evan, Rogue, Bobby, Sam, Jubilee, Amara, Rahne, Jamie, Ray, Roberto. Family: Charles Xavier (Adopted Father), Storm (Aunt), Logan (Uncle, her favorite Uncle), Beast (Uncle), Rebecca (Stepmother), Thomas (Stepfather), Aubrey, Jack, Jonah, Carla, Eliza, and Lucas (Septuplet Step-Siblings, Age: 5)

#x men evolution #oc #girl #daughter #digitalart

[amorenjun]

20 Q’s Tag!

20 Q’s Tag

i was tagged by @marks-cheek-freckle and @ohjanni when i was still @sannycai-latte

rules: answer 20 questions, then tag 20 bloggers you want to get to know better do i even know 20 people

name: Sandra 

nicknames: oh i have lots! san (parents, sometimes brothers, close friends, older cousins), sanny (friends!!), sandararara (my older brother used to call me this when i was younger), banandra (don’t ask.), chandra, churro fcking @cafemara  , ada, sandra san (bro again but he got my bby cousin to call me that too >>), uhh and the cooliest girl ever according to my older brother oof

height: 5′4! (164 cm??)

orientation: straight?

nationality: American?? my ethnicity is Chinese/Cambodian though or is it the other way around-

favorite season: winter! cuz cali can be a bitch with weather-

favorite flower: oh uhh jasmines? camellias, magnolias, roses, sunflowers, tiger lilies, lotuses

favorite scent: jasmines!! oolong tea, the scent of coffee, green tea, my ‘SOFT’ candle from bath and body works, peaches, my camellia shampoo, fresh laundry, lemons, chocolate, uhh i think thats it..

favorite color(s): i don’t think i have any?? but lately ive been into pairing certain colors together like brown and blue, yellows and pink, matcha and creme/white

favorite animal: rabbits, giraffes, and dogs!

coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: i like coffee, but i think imma have to go with tea overall

average sleep hours: not enough LOL seven hours?? its decent but i still fall asleep in class ;-;

dog or cat person: UHHHH DOGS??? i have three so-

favorite fictional character: i have lots :’) but i think the ones i obsess over most are Okita Souji from Gintama, Kurama from YYH, and Kurapika from HXH- i put those three because i have figures of the first two i’d have a figure of the last one if there were some actual NICE ones

number of blankets you sleep with: three! a biiiig green and white one, a flowery purple and white, and one smiley stars one!!

dream trip: oH I WANNA GO TO JAPAN TO SEE THE POKEMON TRAIN/ AIRPLANE, THE YUGIOH CAFES, AND THE LIFE SIZED UNICORN GUNDAM WITH MY OLDER BROTHERS!!! china is for when im with my parents :))) thailand, taiwan, korea, hawaii, and vancouver with amara! maaaaybe even Cambodia.. maybe. i just wanna tour all of asia with my best friend really heehee

blog created: uhhhh according to kakao, it was February 17th!! 2018

number of followers: 11 on this one! @sannycai-latte it’s 53!

random fact: i have a pencil scar on my right leg from when my younger brother stabbed me with my mechanical in third(??) grade :DD..

20 people to tag??? uhhhhh so, this looks kinda awkward since im not sure if i told anyone personally that i moved blogs, im sorry if you’re just now getting the memo, but imma tag: @cafemara @jenology @rxnjuns @lalajisung @chenleplanet @honeytaeyong @stormae @sweetalking @whatsoodo @jaeminsluv @reunjun @chittafont  that’s not even close to 20

ofc you don’t have to do it; if you want to be removed from this list, just dm me and i will! im sorry to be a bother and im also sorry for not really announcing it earlier/ obvious enough ;;

have a lovely day/night!! <3

#i have more nicknames than that but i cant remember them all :((( #i promised my oldest brother to surpass his height #but uh dude is 6'1 so :')) #im like.. the shortest of all my siblings and im not even that short- #imma just put straight for now cuz i really don't know #my mom used to pick jasmine flowers and leave them in my room #i never saw a camellia in person before but theyre so pretty :0 #i think ive seen magnolias before- they have such beautiful meanings #lotuses are pretty too- we used to drive by them in cambodia when we visited a long time ago #lotuses also remind me of the lotus roots i ate as a kid and i still eat them now if theyre ever in my soup!! #i used to want cats but my dad never let me have one #like one hid under my brothers car all the way from cerritos to our home #its a really fun story but lets save that for another day #i really do have a lot of fav characters sighs* #i almost bought an $80 life sized poster of another character too ;; #future plans with my bestie :') #thanks for reading #again: if you don't want to do this- you're not obligated to :o #tag game #about me #mutuals

[weeboo-from-space]

TOP TEN FICTIONAL FEMALE CHARACTERS LIST

I was tagged by @buthogwartsishome

1. Leslie Knope (Parks and Rec)

2. Clara Oswald (Doctor Who)

3. Violet Baudelaire (Limmony Snicket's Series of Unfortunate Events)

4. Éowyn (LOTR)

5. Elizabeth Swann (Pirates of the Caribbean)

6. Katniss Everdeen (Hunger Games)

7. Rey (Star Wars)

8. Hermione Granger (Harry Potter)

9. Alice (Alice: Maddnes Returns)

10. Amara Tenoh/Haruka Tenoh (Sailor Uranus)

I tag @moonshinesunny @ginger-giraffe-gal @imtiredofyourbullshitkaty and @lastnightsmicrowavedfishsticks8

[fanfics-andstuff]

Let Lyria Drink Her Cocoa and Sleep

72 hours.

They had been awake for:

Seventy.

Two.

Hours.

Lyria Eclair Graham de Vanily, Echo Olympia Butterfly, Octavian Marcus Tabullo, and Flint Donovan Vance had been flooded with paperwork. Lyria with the paperwork from the Underworld, Seas, Olympus, needs for the Chaos Army, helping with the war against the Titans, training Godly descendants from Camp Half-Blood and Jupiter, Head Counselor duties, dealing with the Graham de Vanily, Sunset, Celestia, and Evergreen businesses in the Wizarding Mortal World, classes and homework for Hogwarts. Echo with the paperwork from training the Chaos Army, helping with the war against the Titans, training Godly descendants from Camp Half-Blood and Jupiter, Head Counselor duties, dealing with the Butterfly, Du Pont, Luna, and Cargill businesses in the Wizarding Mortal World, classes and homework for Hogwarts. Flint handled both of the Praetor duties and paperwork and trained the Godly descendants at Camp Jupiter. While Octavian handled both of the Centurion duties and paperwork.

Lyria and Echo were on their last legs now as they struggled to get to the Great Hall of Hogwarts. Quickly chugging on her tenth Diet Coca-Cola, Lyria disposed of the can using her powers and flopped down onto the end of the Hufflepuff table. Echo ate her 50th brownie and sat down onto the end of the Ravenclaw table. Even though both of them were sorted in Gryffindor, they felt more at home with the other houses.

A few more minutes passed by but they felt like seconds to the demiwitch and deminymphwitch in disguise, they ate chips (Hot Cheetos for Lyria and Takis for Echo) and drank hot cocoa. It was silent in the usually loud Great Hall, since all of the occupants were staring at the two girls.

Lyria and Echo smiled for the first time in seventy-two hours and continued eating.

"Hey you two! Wow!" Reyna's energetic voice was like a slap against their faces, almost causing the poor girls to drop her life saving foods. Even through the Realistic Scene, both girls looked absolutely terrible. She sent her sisters in all but blood a pitiful pout, ignorant to the rush of her cohort mates heading to the Realistic Scene. The mass majority of them gave their leaders a surprised look, wondering if pigs will start flying next at the sight of their terrible state. There wasn’t some tension by the others, no thanks to the recent incident between Octavian’s recent ex-girlfriend, May Sophia and Lyria and Echo's 'supposed' stealing and bullying. Though, no one at Camp Jupiter nor New Rome bought Sophia’s claims and went to Lyria and Echo’s side. Madeline ‘May’ Sophia damaged her reputation when she published the Cordelia Pamphlet that she admitted to having an affair with a married man 10 years her senior for a year.

"Mmhm..." Lyria warmed her cheek with the mug, hoping that the brunette could take a hint and let her indulge in the diabetic level of sugar. She almost didn't feel Reyna's fingers smoothing against her unusually pale forehead, brushing away the dark face framing pieces with a frown on her face. The brunette then placed a hand on Echo's flushed cheek, shaking her head like a worried mother hen.

"Lyria, Echo, you two don't look very well. You guys haven't been well for the last three days. I think you should stay here at camp and sleep..." Reyna was prepared for Lyria's spiteful snort and Echo’s eye roll, countering the blue eyed girls glare with her cold dark brown ones.

"I need to sign more paperwork." The noir haired pursed her lips childishly and was followed by, “Me too.” from the red head and ignored Reyna's gaping face before going in for the hot cocoas.

With a speed that could rival a blue hedgehog, Reyna swiped the mugs out of Lyria and Echo's hands. The girls reacted quite late, blinking a few times with confusion before realising what happened.

"Reyna-aaaaaa..." Lyria flopped tiredly on the table, Echo’s chibi tears running down her eyes whilst she pathetically reached out for her saving grace. "Ple-eeeeeease..."

"No, I can tell that both of you have had enough of this." Reyna's frown deepened at Echo's cries.

"Let GDV and BB have their hot cocoas, Reyna." Octavian whooped coming out of his office looking the same as Lyria and Echo, joined by a few agreements by Emilie Jade, Bernice Gonzalez, and Nala Bank. "They look no better than, I." His usual honey blonde hair was reduced to a lighter shade of blonde, his bright teal eyes was a much darker hue, his tan face was pale, and he had dark bags under his eyes.

Reyna simply observed with her lips pursed. Wheels geering through her head as she evaluated everything that took place right now.

Lyria, Echo, and Octavian were too tired to give a damn.

"I’m pretty sure that you three haven’t been sleeping because of your paperworks. Now, I’m going to make sure that the three of you get proper sleep." Reyna chuckled and ate up the sight of three Godly descendants’ torn faces.

Protests were heard all around the First Cohort and Great Hall.

The three of them were so tired, they were sure that they were delusional.

"Well~!" Flint’s voice suddenly piped up from the doorway, walking in like a dead looking model. "Guess that I’m not setting a good example like the three of you." he snickered when Echo flipped out her middle finger at him, refusing to lift her head up from the table, while Lyria made a slicing motion with her thumb across her throat, and Octavian throwing a pillow at his best friend. The rest of his former cohort mates looked at Flint and understood why he had said that: his sandy light brown hair was dead looking and messy, his amber eyes was more of a dark yellow, and his normally medium brown skin tone was deathly pale.

A few others giggled as well whilst Flint dramatically fell to his knees, yelling how he was so 'wounded' and couldn't believe that they in the world had the balls to do that to him! 

He made way to Lyria, encasing his hand over hers, beckoning her to lower her finger with a playful tut. Lyria shivered at the feel of his gold ring pressed against her warm skin.

"Now, now, it's rude to pull a gesture like that.” Reyna added, “No matter how much Flint deserves it," Reyna ignored her best friend's betrayed 'Hey!' and laughed warmly. Seeing Lyria woke him up more than the pathetic cup of coffee in his hand. He felt his heart skip a beat when she slowly lifted her head up to meet his gaze.

Bluebell eyes met sparkling amber.

"Can I toss you out of the windows instead?" Her tone was so innocent, it was like she was asking if she could borrow a pencil. Flint giggled out a 'No', his smile never leaving and squeezed her hand. Marinette dropped her head back down to the table with a groan that sounded like 'Cocoa...'.

"Reyna?"

"No, Flint."

"She looks like she really needs it,"

"What she needs is a warm, toasty bed with fluffy pillows and her teddy, Philly. The same thing with Echo but with her stuffed puppy, Amara and Octavian, with his body pillow, and you, with your stuffed giraffe, Forje."

"Octavian-nnnn, please help me persuade your girlfriend. I'm too tired for this..." Said boy and the Puerto-Rican demigoddess flushed a bright red and protested against the claim of being in a relationship (even though they have a crush to the other).

Flint collapsed an empty space, right next to Lyria, playfully flopping against her. He sipped his cup, eyes still closed. On any other day, Lyria would have loved when the duo made eye and let alone skin contact.

Now?

She's way too tired to think let alone move or speak. Reyna and Octavian bickered back and forth and Echo being brought in the argument because she said the statement of them being in a relationship, whilst the rest of the cohort cooed internally at Lyria and Flint.

"I'd let you have my coffee but this is as bitter and black as Lupa's soul," He earned a cute snicker from his Filipino descended friend (read, crush). She unconsciously moved closer to the blonde, clutching his purple shirt, half asleep. Flint relished every touch, beaming. Though he could have sworn that Rose piped out a 'So cute!' at the back. The thought left as soon as it came.

He focused on Lyria's sweet scent and her addicting warmth, tempted to sleep against her again.

That's what friends (crushes) do, right?

"I wouldn't be...able to take a sip of that without...gagging," Lyria shook her head quickly to stop nodding off. "Mine has fifteen teaspoons of sugar, lots and lots of cream, caramel, chocolate sauce, whipped cream and sprinkles..." She admitted quietly, blind to Flint and everyone’s shocked faces.

Maybe it's a good thing Reyna took that away from her!

"Are you trying to give yourself a heart attack? Diabetes? A food coma?" His shock was quickly washed away from one glance at her puppy eyes. "D-Don't cry please-"

"I just wanted to stay awake..." She peered at her cocoa in Reyna's hand so longingly, bottom lip jutted out. The stupidly familiar urge to kiss those soft looking lips blared in Flint's mind like a siren but he immediately pushed that thought back with great mental strength to ensure that he didn't freak Lyria out. "I also really like...sweet things..."

Is it possible to melt from such cuteness? Flint couldn't help but flutter internally and coo.

"You're sweet enough already, Princessa," The demigod spoke clearly, though it fell short on Reyna’s and Octavian’s ears, everyone else’s ears widened. Echo and the First Cohort never heard of that nickname before and the witches and wizards never seen Lyria with a soft side before, well, other than Echo.

"Then, since Reyna and Octavian act like a married couple all the time," Flint eyes flickered to the still squabbling pair, fussing over Lyria and Echo, before back at the petite girl. "They could be your parents, the King and Queen,"

Lyria hummed with amusement, her lips turning into a familiar smirk. For some reason, he knew she was going to banter back. While Echo in the background is explaining to the rest of the cohort about her wedding plans for Flyria (Flint and Lyria) and Reytavain (Reyna and Octavian).

He couldn't explain why.

"Then you could be my Knight, considering how he's always used the 'I'm your Knight in shining leather' comment," Flint felt his cheeks involuntarily redden. "And you could be..."

The older teen leaned closer to her face, heart racing like a hummingbird.

"I could be...?"

"...my..."

"Your?"

"...aking prinsipe-"

"LYRIA! ECHO!"

Brunette boy and Noir girl snapped out of their bubble, along with the rest of the cohort and school. They all simultaneously gasped as the Spanish-Austrailian girl leaned against the door timidly, like a deer in the headlights.

Her left cheek had a huge, painful looking purple bruise and her arms were covered in blood stained bandages.

Everyone looked at her with concern and mutters whilst Flint cocked an eyebrow in suspicion and frowned.

Lyria and Echo merely blinked.

"You...two are angry now...right?" Lila clutched her arms, hugging herself as if she was cowering before angry Gods themselves. Almost the kids and adults flinched and took a double take before gawking at the mentioned girls.

Reyna narrowed her eyes in solid confusion, Octavian cocked his head and scrunched up his nose but Flint...

He was fucking livid.

A solid ten minutes before breakfast, six days after her last stunt, this brat dares to antagonise Lyria and Echo again!?

However, the girls let out a dumb "Eh?", blinking repeatedly.

"I-I know you were mad about how I caught you both cheating a while ago...but I didn't expect you two to be extremely and attack me yesterday night!" May burst out crying, covering her face with her tattered looking hands as her sobs wrenched through her body. "Why didn't any of the medications work...why am I still hurt!" She clutched her cheek, enacting how much pain she's in.

For a descendant that was placed in the First Cohort, May Sophia was rather dumb. She should have known for a fact that no matter how convincing she could act, no one would ever take her side.

Especially when it involves Lyria and Echo.

"I got...extremely angry?" Lyria rubbed her eyes and blinked at May again. Any other day, Echo would have started a yelling match.

Right now, she was way out of it.

Sweet, innocent Rose furrowed her eyebrows too and she clenched her fists till her knuckles whitened.

"Hold on- hold up! I've been helping Octavian with some of Echo’s duties, none of them involving you, Echo, nor Lyria." Reyna slammed the cocoas down on a nearby nightstand, oblivious to the girls' twinkling eyes and soft "cocoa~". Octavian backed up Reyna’s claims and pulled Echo in his lap. Flint kept a protective grip on Lyria's upper arms, venturing closer, trying to keep her behind him, as if shielding her.

His eyes turned acidic and rage boiled over.

"That's because they lured me out to the outskirts of camp! They used their powers and they looked so scary-" May let out a loud whimper. Eyes darting back and forth on every descendant in the room. "It took hours after finally they left me alone!"

"Oho? I want to use my powers...then I can stab each and everyone one of my paperwork with it and then I can finally sleep at night~" Echo was painfully oblivious to her schoolmates' incredulous stares as she made googly eyes with the hot cocoa, the rest of her cohort mates just sighed knowing that Echo was always the more easily angered one. Emilie shook her head and took away the mug, placing it on the farthest nightstand and then glared at May suspiciously.

No one paid mind to the girls’ suffering.

"Certainly we can't catch every single fight, however, we've only catched sixteen fights. Thus, either you were hallucinating-"

"I wasn't! Where'd you think I got these injuries from!?"

"-Or! It was something else that attacked you. Though, that can’t be true because the newly enforced magical borders." Reyna then marched to the middle of the two girls, meeting from May's gaze. "These girls have a terrible sense of direction when they’re sleep deprived, always getting lost at the metro so it's impossible for her to have dragged you to the outskirts and make it back here. From what I can tell, Lyria, Echo, Octavian, and Flint have stayed awake for 3 days straight."

Flint rubbed the back of neck and Octavian smiled sheepishly when met with incredulous stares.

Lyria and Echo simply sighed, paying zero attention to them.

They tried using their mind to get the coffee closer to them but turns out, they're not telekinetic.

If May was smart, she would have agreed with Reyna and made up a story of the supposed criminal that attacked her from inside the camp even though there were borders. It would have bought her the coddling she wanted at the very least and kept her on everyone's good side.

However, it seems that May Sophia has, and always will be stupid. Perhaps a quarter as delirious as Lyria and Echo right now? Not that May seemed sane enough from the start...

"I swear on my sweet, dead grandmother's life, Reyna! It was Lyria and Echo! I know it was! Would I ever lie to you?" She clutched her chest and pleaded. 

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Silence.

Not a single sound was heard.

Everyone held their breaths.

Internally, May panicked. Why wasn't everyone jumping to her side? Why was everyone so quiet? 'Dammit- why isn't everyone berating those damn blue eyed bitches and catering towards me!?' She hissed in her mind.

"Now that I think about it," Micheal broke the silence. Flint, Reyna, and Octavian immediately whipped their heads towards him, eyes wide with multiple emotions. Each of them were coming up with ways to make his death look like an accident along with May's if he bought the lie.

"I think I saw that boy running from the Fifth around too...what was his name again? Dodo...Bobs..." Micheal could have fooled strangers with his confused, calculating expression but his close friends knew way better.

Game on.

"Yes! Bobby! He was there too!" May exclaimed and then whimpered loudly, bringing her arms together, as if she was in agony. "He saved me! Otherwise...I'd have...lost my head...Lyria and Echo were so close to..."

"Is that so?" Flint's voice was like thunder.

It wasn't that he was loud, no; he was very startling instead. A tone which no one but May had heard before when he threatened her not too long ago. An icy chill was sent down everyone's spine and his amber eyes gleamed with bloodlust. "Please do tell us more, what did our two sweethearts do in her as they beat you up?" He wrapped an arm around Lyria possessively.

Reyna and Octavian stood closer to them, with Octavian jumping off the Ravenclaw table and carrying a delusional Echo with him.

May's face almost darkened with indignation but she quickly fixed it with the kicked puppy expression. She took a step back, clutching a fist to her chest.

"W-Why are you guys acting like this...Micheal? Emilie? Rose? Are you seeing this? I think those five are against me now too-"

"But at least that weird monkey one was around to help you, right? If Lyria and Echo were THAT strong, which they are, then I bet Lupa and Terminus had to step in." Emilie rested her chin on her clasped hands, glaring at the five people down. Only Lila missed the playful bump Rose and Micheal gave on her back.

"Y-Yes! Also the sun and moonlights, the ocean, and the erm...skeletons? Lyria and Echo almost won...she could have devastated camp- no...the world! I think that's why my wounds weren't able to heal with the medications- Lupa was beaten black and blue..." Everyone else started to mutter, causing May to almost smirk victoriously.

'Yes...that's right, keep this up,' She cackled in her mind.

"Excuse me!" Lyria finally shouted, standing up with her hands on her hips. Lila's heart almost burst in excitement. Finally some fuel for her fodder! More ways to isolate Graham de Vanily as the female Praetor! Echo then followed, "The only devastation here is how no one's letting us drink our hot cocas! Octavian just give it to us!" “Yeah!” Lyria agreed.

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Lyria and Echo didn't expect the smack upside behind her head from Reyna, making them yelp in surprise.

The Puerto-Rican girl grabbed the girls by the shoulders and yelled.

"YOU IDIOT GIRLS! YOU'RE BEING ACCUSED OF TRYING TO MURDER SOPHIA WHEN YOU BOTH WERE EXTREMELY ANGRY WHILST PULVERISING LUPA AND TURMINUS IN PROCESS YET ALL YOU TWO CAN THINK ABOUT IS A PUDDLE OF HOT COCOA FOR A DUMB MOCK TEST THAT WON'T AFFECT YOUR GRADES!?"

She shook their shoulders harder, muddling Lyria and Echo’s mind up even further. Flint stammered, trying to break them up whilst Octavain and their cohort watched the show with delight.

They didn't miss the appalled expression May threw.

The way everyone brushed her off...the poor, injured...pitiful girl!

"R-E-Y-NA-A-A-A-A!" Reyna finally stopped her torture and let Lyria and Echo flop into her arms unconscious. The secretly Greek demigoddess let out a groan, swirls in their eyes and the cohort burst out laughing while the school watched in horror.

"You did it Reyna! You beated them! You're a true hero!" Rose squealed out as Nala chimed with a "Way past cool". Playing along, Reyna straightened out the purple SPQR shirt, mock pride on her face with a smug smile plastered on. She handed Lyria and Echo back to Flint and Octavian's waiting arms and stalked towards the back of the cohort.

"W-What-" May didn't get a chance to finish her sentence.

"Miraculous Reyna Bug!" The brunette hollered, tossing a pen in the air with a cheesy grin. Emilie and Bernace made whooshing noises, as if to mimic the sounds of rushing magic ladybugs and everyone else cheered. "Your injuries should all be healed up now May! Good on ya~ now, Octavian, it's time to bring Lupa and Terminus and get them to make a temple of me in the camp-"

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?"

May was now huffing and puffing.

Raw animosity shone in her eyes, hands clenched into fists by her sides, knuckles whitening and teeth gritted. Flint didn't try to hide his devilish smirk and the oddly quiet Octavian folded his arms, awaiting for the girl to show her true colours.

Alas, lack of attention made a slower, more frustrated and crazed May.

"I'm here, injured, traumatised! Lupa and Terminus were almost killed! These...THESE WENCHES-" She pointed venomously at the knocked out Lyria and Echo in Flint and Octavian's arms despite the male Praetor's warning glare. "-tried to kill ME! And you all don't care!? You're all worse than those at the Fifth Cohort!" More crocodile tears ran down her cheeks...

Though they ran down as purple drips, somehow cleaning away... the bruise?

My, what magical tears indeed.

"You see May, everyone knows that's not true," Octavian purred out, sitting down against the chair like a spoiled royalty with a beautiful girl in his arms- who would kick everyone's asses in one go anyways. He summoned a bit more of his inner arrogance so that his confidence didn't waver.

"How would you know!? You weren't there, Octavian!" Lila hissed, banging a fist against the door. Weren't her arms in agony again?

"I suppose, but," He tucked a hair behind Echo's ear with a Cheshire grin.

"I was with her, Lyria, and Octavian, all night,"

Everyone let out a dramatic, yet fake gasp, clutching their cheeks as Emilie let out a little cry "Flint how could you~!", one arm over her head whilst Bernice fanned her with a book. Rose covered her ears and Nala covered them just in case. Too much swearing for Rose’s entire life.

May paled and sweat dripped down her face. She shook her head slightly, taking a step back.

"W-W-What do you mean? What were you doing?"

"Well, what else would four, unsupervised kids be doing all night? Why do you think we're so tired?" Flint played with Lyria's hair, smile widening. Octavian’s peripheral vision caught Reyna with her pen recorder whipped out, probably not too long ago.

"T-That's a lie...you two are just saying that to protect Lyria and Echo...we’re never allowed out for curfew, let alone with no named sluts like them!"

"Do I need to show Lyria’s hickeys as proof?" Flint uncovered a big bruise on her collarbone from falling onto a moving staircase when walking to the Great Hall, lack of sleep messing with her coordination. It was dark enough to be mistaken as a love bite and the boy was never more grateful for it than he was now as he shamelessly advertised it, perfect teeth biting on his perfect lip. Octavian pulled down Echo’s collar to show a bruise she got when she collided with a pillar that morning.

"Whoa du-uuuudes- keep it child friendly here!" Micheal winked. The rest of the cohort kept up with the melodramatics and cackles till the male Praetor spoke up.

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"Enough of our love lives now," Flint's smile was wiped off and the dangerous frown was back on.

May gulped as everyone else followed suit.

Some were close to exploding on the spot whilst others wore a look of pure disappointment and sadness. An army of negative emotions directed at her.

"Can't you see? The gig's up May. You've lost. We all know you've been bullshitting from the start. Take a seat over there," He beckoned to the lone chair that Emilie kicked out at the front, quickly adjusting Lyria to rest her head on his lap so that she was comfortable.

It took May everything to not fidget on the spot as the tension and intense rage that radiated from the object of her obsession grew bigger and colder.

"What if I don't want to." The Spanish-Austrailian sneered, itching to run down the Terminus and come up with a way to save her sorry ass. If there's one thing she refuses to do, it's to accept defeat. No matter how high the odds are against her. "I didn't do anything wrong after all-"

"I believe you don't have a choice, Sophia." Octavian admonished, hands clasped against his mouth similarly to Emilie not too long ago. A sleep deprived Octavian was a dangerous one. "Don't make me pull a Chloe Bourgeois from the tv show Miraculus Ladybug here and make your fucking life miserable by getting my father involved. I'm tired as hell and no one has got the time to humour you anymore. Take. A. Seat."

Keeping her steely gaze on his frame, May made way to the chair, plopping down and crossing her legs, trying her best to look powerful and threatening without paying mind to her 'wounds'. She was too tired to keep up with the pathetic act anymore and frankly, it was a breath of fresh air.

"Now, you're going to sit there, keep your mouth shut till I've finished talking, you got that-"

"You think that's going to work on me, Flint? Hah! My mother is an ambassador so you can't really do anything to me. You can google that for all I care, not like the rest of you googled whatever else I've said," Her smile was like a snake slithering, making everyone else feel uncomfortable and gross. A few seconds of the real May's colours and they all already wanted to pummel her to the ground.

"Did I say you could talk? Did my earlier threats fall on deaf ears? Do you love the sound of your voice so much that you're unable to comprehend simple french words from anyone else?"

"I-"

"I said keep your mouth shut."

Octavian’s tone felt like Neptune to her heart. Immediately she snapped her mouth shut and dug her fingers into her knees. The looming presence of everyone else didn't help either. The weight of the situation finally crept up on her and the girl realised...

She's not going to get out of this one.

"Alright, so where was I...? Oh that's it!" Flint leaned back. "I'm going to cut the chase. We're not mad because you lied, we're fucking pissed because you hurt Lyria and Echo and dared to do so again. I want you to fess up every single thing you've done in order to hurt someone so that we can record it and send it to the higher authorities. We want you out of our lives asap and I specifically will do anything to ensure that." His eyes were like ice now.

For the first time, you would recognise Flint as Victoria's son because of the near identical coolness and a spine stiffer than the strongest of steel. Not because of his victories.

"..."

"Sophia."

"..."

"Sophia." Flint repeated, eyes practically glowing in distaste.

"I..."

"..."

"I didn't do anything. Anything you can prove anyways." May pressed, trying her best to regain control of the situation but the boy in front of her is not the wielder of the mantle of destruction for no reason.

"Either you speak now or else I'll fish out the evidence myself and you will be utterly finished." He promised.

"..."

"SPEAK."

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"From the moment I arrived, I kept touching you and clinging onto you...thought you'd make a great toy for me to control. Guess I should have dug my fingers in deeper to kill that disgusting spine of yours."

"Ah yes, some good old sexual harassment. Keep talking." The rest of the cohort paled in the background, horrified that they let something like this happen right under their noses.

"I stole your useless book! And threw it away like the garbage it is!"

"...you utter bitch... father almost took me out of camp if it wasn’t for Lyria, because of you."

"That's not even the best part! I also threatened Lyria and Echo in the bathrooms to take away all her friends, especially you two. That I'd make them all turn their backs on them and they'll be alone forever." She smirked at the rest of the teens, eating up the look on their faces. 

Emilie was seething on the spot, desperate to break May's nose. The grip that Reyna had on her recording pen almost snapped the device in half, distraught with the suffering Lyria and Echo had been through.

"Should have realised how much of a psycho you were back then." His instincts screamed to kill May right this second and judging by the way Octavian was growling next to him, the legacy would encourage him. "Regardless, your threat didn't really work, hm? They kept fighting and ignored you,"

"And that's why I faked my injury, hid the cheat sheet in their bag and put my necklace and ring in their nightstands." May was about to stand back up but a hand clasped her shoulder from behind. She didn't need to look up to know that the perfect manicured nails belonged to Cupid’s daughter (Emilie). The Spanish-Austrailiandidn't even bother hiding the disgusted grimace that her lips twisted into.

"I didn't dismiss you yet, and also," Octavian leaned forward. "You're hiding some things, you know why I know? Because I have connections. You're better off spilling it yourself than me getting my hands dirty, Sophia."

"...you have got to be fucking kidding me."

"Sophia."

"That day when I cheated on you with Phoenix Cordelia..."

"The day the five of us went to the Caribbean? Yes, carry on,"

"I teamed up with Daisy Cordelia..."

"How and Why."

"..."

"Tell us."

Everyone took a bated breath, cold sweat dripping down their heads, anger grinding in the pit of their stomachs whilst Lyria and Echo remained blissfully asleep on Flint and Octavian’s lap.

"I worked with her to take down Lyria and Echo and give myself the title of Pontifex Maximus and her, as the female Praetor because I hate HATE Lyria and Echo! I don't regret anything I've done! Never have, never do and never will! I will rise to the top and take you all down one by one! You watch! You will all be begging at my feet, wishing that you kept your mouths shut and kept me as a lifeline! I'll start off with getting rid of those Graham de Vanily and Butterfly bitches to make you all suffer!"

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The whole cohort erupted in an uproar.

Obscenities were hollered out.

Threats were exclaimed.

Descendants were restrained.

The Gods’ domains began to be more crazier.

Flint watched May with hate that could rival the eldest 6 Gods for Saturn.

Emilie struck her hand out, poised to give the brat a good smack-

"QUIET!"

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A hand grasped Emilie's wrist while another tipped the cool cup of hot cocoa down her throat.

Echo slammed the travel mug down, Lyria gently put Emilie's wrist back to the girl and then turned towards the cohort. Their wise, tired eyes flickered to May's bewildered form for a split second and then back at everyone else.

"First off, thank you Flint and Octavian, for bringing the truth to light. I suppose waiting and planning for the right moment was a better idea than going out yelling and screaming." Lyria gave him a smile full of saccharine, making his heart skip a beat or two.

"You shouldn't be thanking me. I'm the one who let it get this bad in the first place...besides, you'd have concocted up something similar had it been anyone else getting harassed by her." Echo continued.

"You're not perfect. Everyone makes mistakes. Besides," Lyria glanced back at the fuming girl behind her. "You've acknowledged it and sought a solution to fix it, rather than covering it up and lying," May's teeth were basically scraping each other.

"Lyria..."

“Echo...”

"Second! As much as I'd love to beat her up for real like you guys, we are much, much better than this. Control your emotions or else your emotions will control you," Murmurs filled the room and everyone began to try calming down. "If we really were extremely angry, Lila," Lyria began.

"We would have finished the job. So I think it's wise to not try and anger us again,"

Echo’s eyes were like daggers, piercing May's weak frame, making the liar freeze on the spot.

"What do you mean again?" Octavian felt a rock hit the bottom of his stomach as Flint clasped the girl's wrist. The way Lyria flinched caused their paranoia to stir. "Lyria...?"

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SLAM!

The force of Flint and Octavian's hands against the table as he shot up shocked the class once more. Reyna moved in quickly to grab Lyria and Echo and keep them out of the way.

"Get out and never come back! If we ever see your face anywhere nearby, you're dead!"

May immediately tripped out of the chair, feeling like she's been shot a thousand times by everyone's blood lusting looks, more frightened by the model and the designer. She scurried towards the door, only to crash into Lupa.

No words needed to be exchanged by the looks of her infuriated eyes. Everyone else in Camp Jupiter was crowding behind Lupa. They all wore the same blistering look, beckoning May to follow her outside.

They heard everything.

"It’s safe to say that training is cancelled," Terminus spoke. His voice was cold as ice.

With that said and done, the First Cohort door was closed.

May was gone.

Lyria and Echo have received justice.

Whoa...

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A dizzy spell suddenly hit Lyria, Echo, Octavian, and Flint, causing the four of them to stagger on the spot, quickly supported by their friends as the event of what just happened came crashing down on them. Octavian was quick to recover, having managed to catch naps in between duties and paperwork to have some level of awareness whilst Lyria, Echo, and Flint took a few minutes to regain their bearings.

"Yo what the fuck just happened now..." Micheal broke the silence. "The day started off good with GDV and BB getting all loopy and Splinter and Octy getting chummy with them and boom! The boys turn into a kickass, scarryass, motherfuckin'ass interrogator and GDV and BB pretty much admitted that they can easily kill someone!? I THOUGHT YOU TWO WERE THE CINNAMON ROLLS OF THE CAMP?!"

"Micheal, you know why we have high positions in this camp," Lyria squinted slightly, almost swearing that she could see stars. The three other kids just nodded their heads.

Flint turned around to face his friend, eyebrows furrowed and sleep clouding his vision. He really was dead on his feet and at this rate, he would happily drape himself on the dirty floor for a good twenty minute nap.

However, one thing didn't leave his mind.

"Lyria, why didn't you tell me?"

"Hm? What?" She yawned quietly.

"That she threatened you?" Lyria picked up some cool anger in his words, recoiling back and then put her hands on her hips. Her eyes narrowed.

"I don't know and I don't care. I don't need to tell you everything, hmmph!" Truth be told, Lyria's confidence didn't allow her to be seen as a scaredy-cat or a coward, so she kept quiet. She also knew that anyone would be crazy as to threatening her, so she thought it was just a fluke.

"What. Kind. Of. An. Answer. Is. That?"

"I don't appreciate your tone, Romeo," 

"And I don't appreciate yours either, Juliet,"

"Well tough."

A beat went past as the duo stubbornly glared at one another.

Rolling his eyes, Flint sauntered towards her, hands in pockets and one eyebrow cocked.

"It's okay to not be okay you know," He spoke softly and then gestured out to the rest of the cohort and school who observed. Everyone wore a weak smile. "In order to progress, we need to communicate. You're always looking after us, catering to our feelings. Let us do the same. We really want to make it up to you," He let a hand rest on her shoulder, giving it a squeeze. "We don't want to let down our leader again."

With a sudden determination, he leaned forward and quickly brushed his lips against her cheek. Lyria’s face softened and her mouth opened in a cute gape as Flint stared back with a flustered expression.

"...Please?"

Tears flooded Lyria’s eyes, causing everyone to rush forward, hoping to calm her down. The tears never stopped streaming, no matter how many times the girls dabbed her eyes with napkins and held her hands.

"I...I..." Lyria began. Everyone leaned in eagerly.

"I..."

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"I just realised how I never got to savour my hot cocoa..."

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Everyone literally dropped on the floor with a groan. Of course, she wasn't lucid. She probably was never lucid from the start!

“Hey, can you blame me?! E, over there got her’s!”

Before anyone else could say anything, Reyna pushed Lyria on Flint’s back, commanding him to take her to her dorm.

"Yeah sure...I think I need a day off too..." He held the snoring girl on his back, piggy style before letting out a yawn.

"Don't try anything funny with my girl~" Reyna teased. On a normal day, Flint would have denied this and claimed that Lyria was just his friend (crush).

This isn't a normal day.

And Flint is tired and grumpy and sarcastic.

"Then perhaps I shouldn't mention about how yesterday was such a wild ride~"

"Flint!"

"Bye!"

"I'm being serious!"

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"...Okay, for real though...Did GDV, BB, Splinter, and Octy bang for three nights straight or nah?"

"Micheal. Shut up."

“No.”

“No.”

“Although, I’m waiting for the day when they finally get together. On a side note, Octavian, carry me to my dorm.”

“...Fine, but only if you let me sleep and not worry about our paperwork and our duties.”

“Sure, whatever.”

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#lyriagrahamdevanily #echobutterfly #octaviantabullo #flintvance #lyriaandthedemiwitchseries

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Abomination Ch. 11

Summary: What happens when the girl sent by the king of hell falls in love with the Winchester who refuses to love. What happens when she gets rejected by the older Winchester and she releases her inner demons. What’ll happen when the boys find out shes really a demon/angel hybrid after only finding out herself shortly before. Even being raised by the king of hell to know you were at least half demon didn’t prepare you for the roller coaster of loving and hating Dean Winchester. You only just begun to realize how much of an abomination you really were.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10

Chapter 11: Confrontation

Word Count: 4982

Warnings: Strong Language

Images of the people you loved continued to race through your blurry mind. All of them going from good memories to gory bloodbaths, always ending in you covered in someone's blood. You knew you were still trapped in your own mind, there’s no way that these things could be real. You hated not knowing how long you were out of it for, not knowing what was happening in the world around you. The last conscious memory you had was Castiel telling you he loved you, and then everything went black. You hated yourself for not responding to him before everything happened. The truth was, you didn’t know if you were truly in love with him. You loved him, of course you did, but you also loved Sam and Dean. After everything happened with all of them, you shut off most of your emotions. It was a defense mechanism and you knew it but you wanted to stop hurting, but you also didn’t want to hurt them. Though, you wanted nothing more then just to turn off your humanity and let the darkness consume you.

You sat in an empty field picking at the dead grass in front of you. This was your only solace from all of the terrible things you saw. You didn’t know exactly who Amara was and why she had an interest in you, but every image you had contained pieces of information from her or about her. She was the darkness and apparently Gods sister, which you had a hard time believing. The thing you had the hardest time believing was that she was trapped in the mark. She was apparently the reason you were born, at least that’s what your doppleganger told you after she slaughtered everyone. Each day their deaths were different, you had just relived Sam's head being ripped off of his body. To say it was disgusting was an understatement.

You sighed softly and picked at a clover you found. “I don’t understand,” you huffed out softly.

“You know, sitting around denying the truth is just delaying the inevitable,” you heard your own voice say.

“Just leave me alone. You’d think torturing me as much as you have would have been enough,” you growled.

She sat down in front of you and smirked viciously. “You know, there’s some more things we should discuss.”

“Not interested,” you ignored her.

She laid her head in your lap and looked up at you with black eyes. “Oh come on angel,” she chuckled softly when you glared at her. “I’m hilarious.”

“What do you want?” you sneered at her as she sat back up.

“Well, figured I’d share some more interesting information with you,” she grinned mischievously, the black holes of her eyes looking at you.

“Okay, so share and leave,” you huffed in annoyance.

“Now now, no need to get hostile (Y/N),” she tsked at you.

“I’ve been trapped in my own mind for who the fuck knows how long, watching people I care about get murdered over and over again. I don’t care if I’m hostile, spill and get lost,” you crossed your arms over your chest.

“Okie dokie,” she paused and thought for a moment. “Well, if you haven’t realized, I’m you.”

“You’re a figment of my imagination,” you rolled your eyes.

“That’s where you’re wrong,” she smiled. “I’m the other part of you, the evil part. I was kind of dormant for like ever, but with Amara being set free by those morons, so am I. Well, only as free as you let me be, although I have had some guest appearances.”

“What do you mean?” you furrowed your brow.

She shrugged. “Whenever you accessed your demonic abilities you were harnessing my power, when you got your angelic grace though, that’s all you. You could almost say that you have a multiple personality disorder.”

“I don’t understand,” you looked down at your lap.

“Let me put this to you clearly then,” she clapped her hands together. “When we were born, daddy Gabriel locked away your grace. However, he knew about there being two of us in our gorgeous head, so he locked me away.”

“Conceited much?” you looked at her skeptically. “There’s no way that’s possible.”

“Honey, you’re a demon and an angel. I think everything is possible at this point,” she pointed at you. “Now, I just need you to do me a huge favor and turn that humanity switch off. That’s the only thing keeping me from taking over your body. Plus, by the looks of it you don’t really want to go back out there. You’re not just in a love triangle but a love square,” she laughed loudly.

“What?” you scoffed. “You forget, I’ve seen everything you have. They are all practically in love with you, even ol’ Dean-o. But you’ve been whoring around and now you can’t choose,” she pouted at you. “Pour little Sam has been following you around like a lost puppy since you met,” she smirked. “Dean has been fighting his feelings for you from the start. I mean fucking some slut he met in a bar, that was just a tantrum he had because he couldn’t come to terms,” she stood and began to circle around you. “And dear ol’ Castiel, that sweet clueless angel. He’s been at your beck and call since you first called him Cassie.”

“Shut up,” you growled.

“Make,” she laughed. “Me.”

You growled and quickly jumped to your feet. “You forget who is the stronger species here,” you flashed your eyes bright blue. Your grace was weaker in here then it was in reality, most likely being from your two parts being split. You had angelic grace while she held all of the demonic powers. It was a good thing that angels held more power over demons. “I am tired of you tormenting me in my own fucking head,” you snarled and quickly grabbed her neck tightly. “Enough.”

She just laughed and smiled smugly. “Even if you wanted to, can’t kill me without killing yourself in the process. We’re one person sweetheart, whether you like it or not. We will become what Amara wants us too. I was just trying to cushion the blow for what’s to come. Gabriel shielded you from the truth when I knew the entire time. You won’t be able to resist her (Y/N/N).”

“I will never become what you want,” you hissed and lifted her off the ground, holding firmly still on her neck. “I will not take any more of this, you hear me. You made the mistake of pissing me off,” you threw her to the ground, hard. The moment her head hit the ground you felt your own spin and you fell to your knees, blacking out.

…

“How long has she been out?” Crowley looked at Castiel, concerned etched into his features.

“A few days, ever since the darkness was released,” he responded, looking down at your still motionless form.

“And why am I just hearing this, you giraffe,” Crowley growled at the angel.

Castiel pursed his lips before looking at the demon on the other side of you. “Because Sam and Dean don’t know about her yet,” he hardened his eyes at the shorter man. “They just left to go get supplies.”

“How exactly do you know about her then?” Crowley raised his eyebrow.

“She told me everything, and the fact you raised her. Which I do not wish to go into right now,” he answered as he looked back down at you, his face softening.

“You look a little too comfortable with her,” Crowley accused.

Castiel cleared his throat and turned his head to look out a nearby window. “I care very deeply for her. I have looked after her all these months and we have grown closer.”

“I see,” Crowley nodded. “Well, I am very pissed that I haven’t heard from her in months and the first thing I hear about her is that she’s practically in a coma,” he looked down at you and ran has hand across your cheek. “She may not be biologically mine, but she’s the one thing in existence I actually care about. If any of you morons hurt her, I will show you tortures you can’t even imagine.”

Castiel nodded. “Did you know she was part angel?”

“What?” Crowley scoffed.

“She’s part angel,” Castiel turned his head and looked back at Crowley. “Her father was Gabriel.”

“You bloody idiot,” he huffed. “You broke the seal to her grace didn’t you?”

“So you did know,” before either of them could say another word your eyes fluttered open and you groaned. “Honeybee?” Castiel was at your side in an instant.

“Cas?” you groaned out, blurrily looking up at your angel.

“I’m here,” he whispered and put his hand on your cheek.

Crowley scoffed at the interaction. “Of course.”

You turned your head towards his voice. “Daddy?” you sobbed and reached your hand out to him.

His face instantly softened and he sat on the other side of the bed not currently occupied by Castiel. “Hello my darling,” he smiled gently at you.

“What happened?” you looked at both men who shared a strange look.

“You don’t remember?” Castiel asked.

“The last thing I remember was being with you,” you paused not wanting to finish because of your father sitting by.

Crowley gave Castiel a dirty look before placing his hand over yours. “Darling, you’ve been out for days.”

“What?” you furrowed your brow and tried to sit up, only to be stopped by both men.

“It’s not wise for you to get up just yet,” Castiel said sternly.

You looked up into his eyes and a flashback of watching him die violently pushed it’s way into your vision. “Castiel,” you whimpered. Looking to your father another image played of his eyes being burnt from his skull. “Oh god,” you gripped your head tightly as tears streamed down your cheeks. “Make it stop.”

“Make what stop?” Crowley asked with his eyebrows raised.

The sound of your own laugh rang through your ears along with the cries of the mean being murdered. “Make it stop,” you yelled and covered your ears. The moment you closed your eyes you felt your body being moved, you knew instantly that you transported somewhere.

Opening your eyes you looked around cautiously. Trees surround you and you were sitting in a small open area of the dense forest. “Well shit,” you huffed.

Standing on shaky legs, you brushed the dirt that had somehow managed to get on you. You ran your hand through your hair and sighed, this was not good. Having no idea where you were, you tried searching your body for your phone. Only to realize you didn’t even have pants on. You furrowed your brows and looked down at yourself. “How could I not feel the coolness of the grass on my bare skin?” you spoke to yourself. You were only wearing a long flannel and panties. The shirt must have been Sams, knowing all too well how big his shirts were on you.

Crossing your arms you decided to start walking around the forest to see if you could find a road. Eventually you started feeling the rocks and sticks cut into your bare feet, but it didn’t hurt as much as it once would have. You internally groaned, something must have been up with your senses.

You had been walking for what feels like hours until you finally found something. An old park ranger tower sat in the middle of an opening between trees. Nodding to yourself you pictured yourself inside, as soon as you blinked and opened your eyes you were in.

It was run down and you could tell it hadn’t been used for quite a long time. There were a few lockers up against one of the walls and a table with what looked like the radio the one opposite of it. Walking over to the lockers you decided to check to see if there were any left over clothes. Opening one of them you groaned loudly when you realized there wasn’t anything in there.

“Try the one all the way to the right,” you heard someone say behind you, in a voice very similar to your own.

You did as the voice said and found a pair of cover all. Shrugging you decided it was the best it was gonna get. You slipped it on and tied the arms around your waist before digging through the locker, finding a pair of boots. Grabbing them you slammed the locker shut and turned towards the voice. “Wasn’t it bad enough tormenting me in my own mind? Now I’m seeing things,” you growled, looking at yourself.

She shrugged and sat on the table that held the radio. “Well,” she slurred out. “What else do I have to do? I’m trapped in our head, remember?”

Huffing out in response you made your way over to a chair that sat in a corner of the room. Sitting down heavily you began to put the boots on. “Any idea where I’m at?” you asked as you tied the shoelaces

“Somewhere in the wood,” she shrugged and looked at her fingernails. You gave her a dirty look when you stood back up, looking out the windows. “How am I supposed to know?”

“You seem to know everything so, thought I’d ask,” you sneered at her.

“Why don’t you get on the radio, call the angel?” she raised an eyebrow at you, crossing her legs. “I’m sure he’d come get you, maybe have a little fun in the process,” you sneered at her as she leaned back on her arms.

“I can’t look at any of them without seeing the shit you planted in my brain, so not a chance,” you crossed your arms and continued to look over the vast landscape.

She shrugged and kicked her legs against the table. “Just an idea, princess.”

“Don’t call me that,” you turned your head to give her a dirty look. “What do you want?”

“I want you to give in to your darkest desires (Y/N/N), I’ve seen everything you’ve seen. I know you want to, just flip that humanity switch and the pain will all be over. You won’t have to worry about loving anyone or choosing who you want to be with anymore,” she smirked at you. “Plus, I’m bored. My little cage in your minds broken so I can have a little more free range.”

“Doesn’t mean I want you here,” you paused and walked to the other side of the building, looking at the mountains in the background. “I’m not going to give you what you want, I’m not stupid.”

“You keep telling yourself that,” she snickered. “You really want to find out where you are, summon the angel or something. Worst case you see his death again, at least you won’t be lost.”

“I could just fly back there,” you glared at her.

“Ah, yes. I forgot you can teleport,” she nodded her head. “Why not just fly somewhere else then?”

“I want to be alone,” you sneered and looked back out at the mountains.

“Secluding yourself isn’t going to help you know,” she pursed her lips. “Believe me, I know. I was secluded in there for a very long time.”

“Don’t care,” you rested your hands against the window ledge and watched as birds flew overhead.

“Not to mention,” she leaned forwards and rested her elbows on her knees. “You have to confront those pesky Winchesters eventually. Especially before Castiel or Daddy dearest blabs. Can’t just disappear sweetheart, they may know about you. But I guarantee that they won’t believe much of anything. You were in a cabin in the middle of nowhere and the only way to get out that fast would be to be teleported. And the only person they knew could was Castiel, they don’t know about Crowley.”

You growled softly. “Fine, then I just won’t go back.”

“Bullshit, you’ll go back. You care about them too much not to. Especially since you already lost that nerdy redheaded lesbian,” she chuckled softly.

You moved to her quickly, throwing her to the ground. “You may be a hallucination but you do not get to talk about Charlie. At all,” you snarled as you put your foot over her neck. “I want you gone.”

“Suit yourself,” she choked out before snapping her fingers, disappearing from your sight. Your foot fell to the ground with a loud thud.

You groaned loudly and gripped the table tightly. How dare she bring any of them up, especially Charlie. Clenching your teeth you threw the radio of the table, shattering it into pieces when it hit the floor. Grabbing the table you lifted it and brought it down quickly, breaking the legs under it completely off. You threw the table top at one of the windows, effectively breaking it into pieces as the table flew out of it.

Screaming loudly you ran to the lockers, ripping them off of the wall, before collapsing in the middle of the room. So many thoughts ran through your head. ‘Why am I so weak?’ ‘Why can’t I protect the ones I love?’ ‘I should be dead, not her.’

Breathing heavily you ran both hands through your hair. You knew she was right, one of them would tell the Winchesters. You were in fact dangerous, even if you never acted out and did something bad, you had the power to hurt people. That’s what they did, they hunted things and saved people. If you became one of the things that needed to be put down, nothing would stop them. Crowley may try to keep you safe but what happens if she was right about the visions, you couldn’t afford to risk hurting anyone.

Crawling over to the door of the room you pressed your face against it. “Fuck,” you breathed out. Clenching your eyes shut the image of your father lying dead in front of you came back. “NO,” you screamed and beat your hands against the door, cracking it in the process. “Stop, please,” you sobbed. “You won’t break me,” you whispered as you opened your eyes and placed both hands against the door. You had to tell Castiel, he may be the only one who could help you.

Sitting back on your heels and taking one more deep breath you prayed to him. “Castiel, can you hear me?”

Almost immediately he responded. “Honeybee? Where are you?” he sounded frantic.

“I don’t know,” you sobbed out loud. “But I need to speak to you.”

“Of course, just come back to the cabin,” he said relieved.

“I-I can’t,” you stuttered out. “I need you to meet me somewhere, alone. Please.”

“Okay,” he paused. “Where do you want me to go?”

“Meet me at a motel in Giddings, Texas. I will let you know which one,” you paused. “Don’t tell the boys, or even Crowley.”

“Then what do you suppose I tell them, they’re all worried sick.”  

“Tell them you’re out looking for me or something. Don’t tell them we talked or where you’re going. They can’t know, not yet anyways. Just, please,” you pleaded with him.

You heard him sigh. “Fine, but you will be the one to tell them when the time comes. They are going mad trying to figure out where you would go.”

Sighing out loud you answered. “Thank you, I will see you soon.”

You closed your eyes ready to fly there when you heard his response. “Be safe,” you smiled slightly before flying to the small town of Giddings, Texas.

…

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” Dean asked angrily, following Castiel to the front door of the cabin.

“To look for (Y/N),” he sighed heavily before turning back to look at the eldest Winchester.

“Do you have an idea where she is?” Deans face instantly softened at the idea of knowing where you went. “I mean, Sam and I have been looking everywhere around the cabin, she couldn’t have gotten far.”

Castiel nodded at him before looking to the ground. He knew that Dean still cared for you deeply, maybe even loved you, especially with the mark gone. Dean looked helpless with not knowing where you were and he felt horrible for keeping the information from his friend, but he promised you. “I do not know where she is, but I know that I can look a lot faster then you and Sam would be able to.”

Dean seemed to think about it for a moment before looking at the angel skeptically. “So you’re just going to walk around the area looking for her?”

“I would fly,” he said flatly.

Dean nodded and moved closer to his friend. “It’s a couple hours to drive to town from here, even further when walking. You sure she didn’t have help going anywhere?”

“I do not understand what you are asking,” he tilted his head and squinted at Dean.

“I’m asking if you flew her somewhere else,” he sneered. “I get it, you two are a thing or something now. But you have no right to hide her from me or Sammy,” he glared at the angel.

Castiel swallowed thickly. “I did not take her anywhere, I do not know where she is Dean,” he said gruffly.

“Well it sure looks like you know something,” he paused and pursed his lips. “I’m coming with you.”

“No,” Castiel answered quickly.

“You sure you’re not lying to me Cas? You’re a pretty horrible liar,” Dean crossed his arms over his chest.

“That is not true, I once deceived you and Sam,” Castiel held his hands at his sides.

“Don’t remind me,” he huffed. “I’m going with you. Shouldn’t be a problem if you’re not lying to me, plus we can take baby. Since she couldn’t have gotten far.”

“I do not have time for this,” Castiel growled and turned away from Dean. He opened the door and walked out, only to be followed by the insatiable Dean Winchester. “Go back inside Dean.”

“What are you keeping from me Cas?” Dean yelled as he ran in front of the angel, placing a hand out to stop him.

“I can’t tell you,” he responded back, quickly moving past Dean.

“Why?”

“Because she asked me not to,” he looked back at Dean and glared. “And after what you did to her, I don’t blame her.”

“That wasn’t me,” he paused before Castiel began walking again. “Okay it was,” he ran to catch up to the angel. “But it wasn’t, it was the mark.”

“She will tell you when she’s ready Dean,” Castiel stopped abruptly when he heard your prayer. Motel 6, room 32. “Dean, I have to go,” he looked at the other man.

“I’m going with you,” he placed his hand on Castiels shoulder and gripped tightly. “Or I’ll track you and get there anyways, this would just be faster.”

“Fine,” he answered back gruffly, knowing you would be pissed. Surely what you needed wouldn’t be that bad though, right. He sighed and prayed to you. “I’m sorry Honeybee.”

“Awesome,” Dean smirked. “Let’s go,” Castiel nodded to him and in the blink of an eye they were no longer at the cabin.

…

You paced around your crummy motel room impatiently. You wish that you could have went to a nicer place but you could only get so much money from hustling someone in a bar nearby. He caught on quickly to what you were doing, so you had to flee.

Sighing you ran your hand through your hair and sat heavily on the single bed. “Hurry up Cas.”

Almost immediately you heard the familiar knock on the door. Getting up quickly you hurried to answer. What you thought would be a happy sight filled you with dread, seeing not only your angel, but the older Winchester as well.

“Hello, (Y/N),” Castiel greeted roughly, you could see the sympathetic look on his face. You knew Dean didn’t give him much of a choice when he left.  

“Cas,” you moved your gaze for the blue eyed angel to the green eyed hunter. “Dean.”

“Hey, sweetheart,” Dean smiled gently at you. Something that you definitely didn’t expect from him.

You moved out of the way to let them inside, looking at the ground as they moved. Without looking up you grabbed Castiels arm and pulled him closer to you. Making sure to whisper so Dean couldn’t hear you. “Why is he here, he can’t be here right now.”

Castiel looked at his friend before looking at you. “He wouldn’t let me leave unless he came with me, he doesn’t know how you left or what’s going on.”

You nodded and released the angel, sighing heavily. “So, I guess you guys found me,” you laughed dryly.

Dean looked around the room before resting his gaze on you. His eyes held more softness in them then you ever remember being there, he looked tired and upset. “What are you doing here?” he asked. “Where is here anyways?”

You swallowed the lump that formed in your throat. “Texas. Giddings to be exact.”

His eyebrows shot up in surprise and he looked directly at Castiel. “You brought her to Texas? What the hell Cas?” he yelled at his friend.

“I didn’t do anything,” Castiel growled at Dean defensively. “She was still healing, I wouldn’t have let her go anywhere.”

“Then how the fuck is she here? She can’t just fly like you or teleport like Crowley,” he growled back, before looking at you. “Did Crowley bring you here?”

You shook your head from side to side before shutting the door to the motel room. “You shouldn’t be here Dean.”

“You just disappeared (Y/N/N), why shouldn’t I be here? I’ve been looking everywhere for you only to find out your hundreds of miles away,” he moved towards you quickly. “What the hell is going on?” he looked between you and the angel.

You raised your hand to keep him from getting any closer. The sadness in his eyes reminded you of the dreams, or where they visions of the possible future, you didn’t really know. “Cas, you need to get him out of here,” you looked up at him sadly.

The hurt in his eyes made your chest clench, he wasn’t the same man you knew months ago. The man that used you for sex and attacked you was gone, you could see that by the way he looked at you. “You can’t just push me away, please don’t.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” you whispered as he placed both hands on your biceps.

“Why would you hurt me?” he looked down at you as you placed your hands on his chest. You took a deep breath as the feeling of him being so close made your heart beat faster.

“Dean please,” you pushed him away slightly, trying to get a distance between you both.

“(Y/N), I think you should tell him,” Castiel spoke from behind you both.

“I-I can’t,” you started to sob as you backed away from Dean. You looked back to Castiel as a tear slipped down your cheek. “I don’t know what’s happening anymore Castiel,” you said as you wrapped your arms around yourself.

Dean looked like a kicked puppy because of how you reacted, which made you cry more. Why did this have to happen now of all times, he was a completely different man without the mark. You were a completely different person with the mark being destroyed. Flashes of your visions came flying forwards. Instead of Dean standing in front of you, he was laying across the bed with his chest ripped open. He heart had been ripped out and his other organs were scattered across the room.

You quickly covered your mouth to control the choked sobs trying to escape. All you could see was his dead body, you could hear both men speaking to you clearly but no matter what you did the image before you wouldn’t change.

“(Y/N),” you heard one of them yell your name as a pair of hands gripped your shoulders tightly, shaking you.

“(Y/N), what’s going on?” the other voice sounded.

Clenching your eyes and fists tightly you tried to control your mind. You knew it wasn’t real, but it felt like it was. Everything in you was telling you that it was going to happen, whether it be right then or in the future, you were destined to kill them.

Suddenly there was a hot stinging sensation against your cheek as someone yelled your name again. Opening your eyes you saw Dean, alive and in front of you looking like he was just slapped himself. “What the hell?” he whispered staring at something on your face.

You turned your head to find Castiel standing beside him, looking in awe. His eyes looked between your face and something behind you. You knew then that your grace had pushed itself to the surface. “Dean,” you whispered.

“Why are your eyes glowing like that?” he asked a bit louder, backing away slowly. “And why do you have wings?” his voice sounded shaky.

“He can see them?” you looked at Castiel confused.

He nodded. “Normally they would be hidden to every creature besides angels, yours are different. They can be seen by everything, but only if you choose to let them see them. You are distressed however, it is a type of defense as well,” He looked at you sadly.

You felt your wings move behind you in a flutter as they stretched. “Dean,” you looked back at the confused hunter as he stared at you.

“What are you?” his brow furrowed.

Taking a deep breath you looked down at your feet. “I’m a hybrid.”

Chapter 12

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For the letters thing; letters D, F, B, A, G and H?

Bailey: another ask!?!? I’ll just grab the others.

Dayton: So for D I have Daylight, Fletcher (he’s my twin after all) for F and BBQ for B because I love bbq’s during the summer. Then there’s Apples for the letter A, G is for guitar and I like Horses.Fletcher: Dayton, Fireflies, Black, Axolotl, Gaming and Home (in this case - New Zealand).Eva: I like Dahlias, flowers, birds, apricots, giraffes and honeydew. To sum it up, Nature!Amara: I’m really interested in Leonardo da Vinci (does that count since his last name is starts with D). I adore my Futon and collection of Bracelets and Accessories. Gucci is my favourite brand and I love my hairbrush.Bailey: I love Dancing, different Fruits, the colour Blue, Apple juice, Gatorade and Hamburgers.Eric: I like it when people have Dedication to what they do. Fishing with my granddad is always relaxing. Boxing my stress away. My amazing girlfriend Amara. Guinea Pigs are… cute and Hippos are dangerous.

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The Best Restaurants In Edgewater

Finding places to eat in Edgewater among all the highrises can feel like looking for ants in a giraffe dance party. But they’re there, and when you do find them, you can’t help but feel happy they haven’t been crushed by something a lot bigger.

This area is growing like crazy but - surprisingly - it’s still full of the kind of small neighborhood spots where you might have a conversation with the cashier about how you trained your dog not to chew on the furniture. Our guide to Edgewater’s best restaurants has those places and more, including a classic Cuban diner, not one but two BYOB taco trucks, and an Italian bakery that’s very good at stuffing things inside of bread.

the spots  Tasty Planet Amara At Paraiso $ $ $ $ Seafood  in  Edgewater $$$$ 3101 NE 7TH AVE. 7.8 /10

Even if you don’t get one of the outdoor tables at Amara at Paraiso, you’ll still probably have a good meal. That being said, do everything in your power to get an outdoor table. Throw the host $20, wait for 45 minutes, train a seagull to attack the people at the table you want - whatever it takes. Because even though the seafood here (especially the banana leaf-wrapped cobia) is good enough on its own, it’s so much better with the waterfront view.

 Tasty Planet Mamma Leone Bakery $$$$ 2508 NE 2nd Ave

We’re typically nervous to try restaurants with names from Billy Joel lyrics, but Mamma Leone’s is a lot more enjoyable than the bad barbecue place we just made up called We Didn’t Start The Fire. The small Italian bakery is great for breakfast or lunch. They serve a pretty wide selection of savory and sweet baked things, but we really like their paninis, which come on baguettes that always taste like they just came out of the oven. The squares of stuffed focaccia are also delicious and the size of an iPad.

 Tasty Planet Tacomiendo $ $ $ $ Mexican  in  Edgewater $$$$ 2600 Northeast 2nd Avenue Not

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Tacomiendo is a little taco truck inside a big outdoor plant shop, and it’s a great place to eat if you are a fan of plants and BYOB spots. Its seating area is as lush as you’d expect, with shady tables and plenty of greenery, and it’s definitely the kind of place we’d like to hang out at while slowly finishing a bottle of wine. The simple tacos aren’t mind-blowing, but they’re tasty - especially if you add a little of the mango hot sauce that’s sitting on each table.

 Cleveland Jennings Rincon Escondido Tapas $ $ $ $ Spanish ,  Argentinian  in  Edgewater $$$$ 2697 Biscayne Blvd 7.6 /10

This Spanish/Argentinian spot is not a place for big groups - even a party of two is going to feel slightly cramped in here. But a lack of elbow room is a small price to pay for food like this. They only have one person working the kitchen, cooking up things like gambas al ajillo (sauteed shrimp), pulpo a la plancha (grilled octopus), and fried goat cheese balls you should absolutely order. It’s very impressive, but it also means you might be waiting a little longer than normal for your food, so don’t come in a rush.

 Tasty Planet Sabor A Peru $ $ $ $ Peruvian  in  Edgewater $$$$ 2923 Biscayne Blvd Not

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Sabor a Peru is one of the toughest tables to get in Edgewater. There’s almost always a small crowd of people waiting outside this place, which serves simple, classic Peruvian dishes as good as you’ll find anywhere in Miami. Luckily, things move relatively quick here and, hopefully, you should have your lomo saltado or the big fried seafood platter called jalea in front of you before you get too irritable.

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Edgewater has plenty of casual spots serving very good things to eat, and La Latina is at the top of that list. The small restaurant has excellent Venezuelan food, and easily makes some of the best arepas in Miami, all of which cost somewhere from $5-8. There are also bigger platters that come with rice, beans, plantain, and a protein, as well as sides like the tequeños that you should always order. All of the above tastes significantly better when drowned in the pink house sauce.

 Tasty Planet Enriqueta's Sandwich Shop $ $ $ $ Cuban ,  Brunch  in  Edgewater $$$$ 2830 NE 2nd Ave 8.2 /10

Enriqueta’s is one of Miami’s best Cuban spots - no matter if you’re in the mood for a really good Cuban sandwich or just a few croquetas and a cafecito. The casual diner has been around a lot longer than most of the highrise apartments that are sprouting up around it and the space looks like it hasn’t changed much over the last decade. The menu is huge, with well over a dozen sandwiches, breakfast plates, and daily specials that won’t cost you more than $15.

 Caja Caliente $ $ $ $ Cuban  in  Edgewater $$$$ 2634 NE 2nd Ave Not

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Caja Caliente’s original Edgewater location is a food truck-turned permanent outdoor restaurant. The space has mismatched furniture, an endearing pack of feral cats, and enough space to host a pretty large group of friends - just bring some beer because it’s BYOB. They also serve “Cuban tacos,” which are seven-inch tortillas filled generously with things like lechon, vaca frita, and grilled shrimp. Plus, there’s a very good pan con lechon with crispy potato sticks.

 Tasty Planet Lagniappe $ $ $ $ Wine Bar  in  Edgewater $$$$ 3425 NE 2nd Ave

While it’s no doubt a wine bar first and foremost, Lagniappe is also a perfectly acceptable place to eat - as long as you’re OK with doing so outside because that’s pretty much your only option. But it’s still the best spot in Edgewater for a fun meal where you can catch up with friends or impress a date. They’ve got a small but respectable food menu with things like churrasco, mahi, salmon, chicken, and sautéed veggies. They also have a not-so-small but equally respectable meat and cheese plate, which you should absolutely order if you have at least two people to help.

Mr Baba $ $ $ $ Mediterranean  in  Edgewater $$$$ 2626 NE 2nd Ave Not

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Mr. Baba is a food truck that sets up some tables and picnic benches every day at 5pm in an empty parking lot on NE 2nd Ave. They do shawarma with your choice of steak, chicken, or falafel. They’ll also stuff your wrap with crispy Mediterranean fries like a California burrito. It’s a solid choice if you’re coming from a bar (they’re open till 3am on weekends), or if you just burned a considerable amount of calories at the soccer fields next door. Just stick to chicken or falafel because the steak is a little too well done.

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Tag Game

I was tagged by @auntiegame​

1. Name: Joan

2. Nicknames: Jojo, Jon, Joann, Broken Glasses, Jo

3. Where’s the third question?

4. Zodiac sign: Cancer

5. Orientation: Straight

6. Favourite fruit: Either avocados(do they count?), mangoes, or pineapples.

7. Favourite kind of pastry: Cinnamon bunssssss. Mmmmmmmm

8. Favourite plant: I dunno, cacti are cute?

9. Favourite candle scent: I don’t really buy candles, but probably anything that’s a mix of vanilla and cinnamon, ‘cause I love how they smell.

10. Favourite colour: Purple (the colour of royalty, what else?)!

11. Favourite animal: Either giraffes or elephants.

12. Favourite hot beverage: Lemon juice in hot water, with just the right amount of honey.

13. Favourite weather: I love the rain! :)

14. Are you a dog or cat person? Do you own any, if so what are their breeds?: I love dogggs OwO. I really wish I had one. My plan is to get a dog before I start a family so that it loves me the most. >:)

15. Current favourite sim: Aargh I love Eve and Ash, but I needed a break from playing them, so Amara (she’s my avatar).

16. Dream trip: To just see the sights in Europe, especially Italy.

17. Favourite ice cream flavour: Gotta go with vanilla, man.

18. Current favourite song: Best Part by Daniel Caesar! His voice tho. Like DAYUMMM!!!!!!!!!

19. Lucky number: Don’t have one, sorry. :(

20. Random fact: I love music, I play 5 instruments, and I sing!

Now the tags! Do it if you want! Also, everyone who is reading this post is tagged. Sorry if you’ve already been tagged.

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#can you tell I'm Canadian from my spelling of favourite and colour #well I am Canadian #and now you know #sims 4

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WHG 17 - Day 3

It’s getting easier to see everyone’s names all in one picture!

Despite the valiant effort of several hunters and chasers, no one kills anyone else today, strictly speaking, though Fernando does find a meal to die for Julian has a blast with experimental wiring! Clearly, someone never heard “don’t try this at home.”

Apparently, Mica’s spear was for purposes of reach. Jack spends a lovely day in nature after last night’s...revelry, and actually, I just went back and it turns out Amara (the person Jack set on fire last night with a molotov) got a bottle of alcohol and a rag from the Cornucopia at the start, so it was her own molotov. Brutal! Enjoy those flowers, I guess!

As usual, in the evening, we take a moment to remember the fallen.

Then a clear and cold night descends on the remaining 18 tributes.

...This is when I realize there have been two Jacks this whole time and I have zero idea which one of them has been doing what. Seriously. Uh. Hm. Well, one of them dies of hunger while Safia dies of anti-thirst! Too bad she fell for one of the oldest tricks in the book! And Chess, did you do that manually or are you getting your magic under control? Excited for you either way!

16 now--20 gone! Who will be next? Wait for tomorrow to find out!

District 1

Deputy Buzzkill (she/her), @ratracechronicler ​

Danica Vesrani (she/her), @alannaofroses

Meilan Liu (she/her), @starryeve88

District 2

Adrestia/“Drest” (she/her), @concealeddarkness13

Oliver Rook (they/them), @pen-of-roses

Kito Faraji (he/him), @starryeve88

District 3

Neuron (he/him), @knmartinshouldbewriting

Ad Lib (she/her), @knmartinshouldbewriting ​

Safia Sauda (she/her), @starryeve88 ​

District 4

Avanda Alistairion (she/her), @scribbles-to-feed-the-void ​

Evander Moore (he/him), @pen-of-roses

Jack (she/her), @onthetipofmyquill ​

District 5

Aidan Fletcher (he/him), @alannaofroses ​

Bastian Smyth (he/him), @alannaofroses ​

Vonnie Stone (she/her), @sparkles-and-hens ​

District 6

Charlie (he/him), @very-bi-giraffe ​

Jack (he/him), @very-bi-giraffe ​

Carsen (he/him), @onthetipofmyquill ​

District 7

Caelum Chen (he/him), @scribbles-to-feed-the-void ​

Mica (he/him), @maple-writes ​

Julian (he/him), @onthetipofmyquill ​

District 8

Fernando (he/him), @written-in-gold ​

Finn (he/him), @crazy-like-us ​

Deacon Noble (she/her), @childrenoflight-darkness-nothing

District 9

Amara (she/her), @written-in-gold ​

Lara Aigua (she/her), @crazy-like-us ​

Tyde Westbrook (he/him), @childrenoflight-darkness-nothing

District 10

Chrissy (he/him), @written-in-gold ​

Jasper Perle (he/him), @crazy-like-us ​

Evelyne Haskell (she/her), @childrenoflight-darkness-nothing

District 11

Nico Talent (she/her), @spacebrick3 ​

Orville Violet-Verduzco (she/her), @spacebrick3 ​

Anton Ward (he/him), @spacebrick3 ​

District 12

Chess (she/her), @concealeddarkness13

Zazu Hodkins (he/him), @vermontwrites

Ferret O’Connor (he/him), @scribbles-to-feed-the-void ​

#day 3 #round 17 #DEEPLY sorry about the Jack thing

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Lion, Bronx Zoo (No. 1)

African Plains allows visitors to walk past lions, African wild dogs, and Grévy's zebras, and see herds of Thomson's gazelles, lowland nyalas, and slender-horned gazelles sharing their home with lesser kudus, marabou storks, grey crowned cranes, blue cranes, and red-flanked duikers. Hybrid giraffes (Baringo × reticulated giraffe) roam nearby. The exhibit originally opened in 1941 and was the first in the country to allow visitors to view predators and their prey in a naturalistic setting as well as allowing large predators such as lions to be exhibited cage-free. This success was achieved through the creation of a series of deep moats, a set-up which can still be found at the zoo today. The wild dogs, however, can be viewed close-up from a glass-fronted viewing pavilion. The zoo has bred their lions on multiple occasions, including one male and two females born in January 2010 and three males and one female born in August 2013. The zoo, in partnership with the NY Daily News, held a contest to name the 2010 cubs, which made their public debut in April 2010. The winning names were Shani, Nala, and Adamma. The 2013 cubs were named Thulani, Ime, Bahata, and Amara and the three males can still be found on-exhibit at the zoo. The Carter Giraffe Building, a section of African Plains, features indoor/outdoor viewing of the zoo's giraffes and southern ostriches (Struthio camelus australis), and is also home to spotted hyenas, common dwarf mongoose, and southern white-faced owls. In June 2009, two aardvarks imported from Tanzania joined the exhibit. In September 2010, the pair gave birth to a male named Hoover, the first to ever be born at the zoo. In 1924, the zoo became the first in North America to exhibit the species.

Until 2009, the southwestern corner of African Plains was home to the endangered Arabian oryx and blesbok. Due to budget cuts and the unpopularity of the species with visitors, they were phased-out of the collection. This section of the exhibit remains empty.  In 2017 they received two baby cheetahs from the San Diego Zoo. Cheetahs are now part of their animal encounter programs. They were replaced by the hyenas.

Source: Wikipedia

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