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tabl3 · 18 days
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this is cute despite it being a random background thing
poor boy must be so confused by having adult figures of parental age that are kind to him lol
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athenasparrow · 1 year
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“you left your underwear back at my place.” Jily
Because this made me laugh when I read it
I hope this makes you laugh too @liiilyevans 😂
Rating: M
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When Lily wakes up, it’s to a pounding headache and a bitter taste in her mouth that informs her – in a voice that sounds eerily like Petunia – that she shouldn’t have downed the five flaming vodka shots at the end of the night. But Marlene had already ordered them and it would’ve been such a waste.
Lily groans and reaches for her phone, determined to tell Marlene off for making her feel so damn horrible, but she's rather distracted by the message that blinks innocently at her on the screen.
Unknown: Hi : D You left your underwear at my place. Let me know when you're awake - I can drop them off.
Lily stares at the message...someone has obviously typed in the wrong number; it was hazy, but she remembers getting in the cab alone. And her underwear was still–
Oh no.
Lily frantically yanks up her dress, staring in horror at her very knickerless–
Lily: Who is this?
Had she shagged the cab driver? She couldn’t remember if he was cute or not. Oh god, what if she’d given in to the building super who had been hitting on her for months. He was like fifty! That would explain why he had her number. Shit, double shit. 
Lily: Is this Horace? 
Unknown: Wait, you're shagging Slughorn?
A wave of pure relief swept through Lily; she was not – thank god – shagging her super.
Lily: No! No more questions!
Who are you?
I’ve woken up with no knickers and am now checking the opening hours for my nearest chemist so I can go buy a fucking pregnancy test.
And get an STI screening!
I do not have time for games right now!
Tell me who you are and return my knickers at once!
Unknown:
Woah, hold on a sec
You don’t need a pregnancy test or an STI screening
At least not because of last night
Lily:
And how would you know that genius?
Unless you’re infertile and a virgin there’s a chance of both!
Again, who am I speaking with?????
Unknown: I am neither infertile nor a virgin
Lily: Then you don’t “know” shit, do you?
Unknown: But we did not have sex last night
Lily: Oh!
Unknown: And this is your neighbour, James
Lily: I don’t have a neighbour named James!
James: I beg to differ. Listen, can you answer your door?
Even with that warning, Lily still jumped when a sharp rap sounded in her apartment. She had quite a few things to say to this man! She didn’t have a neighbour named James; she would know, she’d been living in this apartment for three years. Alice and Frank lived down the hall – they were looking for a bigger place since the arrival of their little one – in number seven. Arabella – a lady who had more cats than square metres – lived in number six. Number five held a charming set of twins – Gideon and Fabian – who Lily was happy to flirt with every time they got mail at the same time. She was in number five and number four–
Oh no.
Lily doesn't have time to stop her hand as it reaches out in front of her and opens the door.
Fit bloke from number four.
He looks even more delicious and Lily is suddenly rather regretful he’d said they hadn’t shagged. But she’s distracted from that thought by the sudden assault of memories.
***
“Pads?” James calls, hearing the door slam shut. He barely glances up from his phone as he frowns at the latest next his mother’s sent him. 
He does jump up at the ensuing crash – and rather loud silence in place of his brother’s usual greeting – running to the hallway and greeted with a rather strange sight.
The beautiful redhead from number five is sprawled out on his floor and seems to be giving her shoe a rather harsh verbal lashing.
“What are you making me trip for, you stupid thing!”
“Are you sure it’s the shoe that made you trip and not the several glasses of whatever you’ve been drinking?” James interrupts with a laugh.
She spins around, obviously caught by surprise, before letting out a triumphant yell as she yanks one heel off, then the other, tossing them carelessly over her shoulder. James winces at the mark the first one leaves on his wall but decides it’s nothing when her second shoe narrowly misses the vase his mother had gifted him.
“I think you’re in the wrong apartment,” James says kindly. She looked quite plastered. “Would you like me to–”
“I’m not in the wrong apartment!” Lily interrupts confidently. “You’re fit-man!”
“I’m James actually?” James says, rather bewildered. “And if anyone is fit here, it’s you!”
The redhead looks rather delighted at his compliment. “That’s excellent that you think so! This will work rather nicely then!”
“What will work nic– Hey! What are you doing?” 
Jame thinks it’s a fair question since she’s hiked up her dress – he was not going to look – and was tugging her deep blue lacy knickers – no looking! – down her pale legs. 
“Well, how are we supposed to do it with them on?” The redhead says, shooting him a look that James thinks is supposed to mean duh when in reality, he’s quite far from understanding anything at the moment.
“It?” James asks, clearing his throat and happy she doesn't appear to notice he sounds like a frog.
“Don’t you know what sex is?” And now she’s giggling at him, bright and free and drunk.
“I know what sex is,” James feels the need to clarify. “But we can’t do it right now.” No matter how much I wish we could.
“Why not?” She demands, her eyes wide – and mesmerising – and horrified as she stares at him.
“Because you’re drunk,” James breaks to her gently, fighting back a laugh. “And I don’t even know your name.”
“Lily.” A pause. “I suppose it would be odd to have sex with me when you don’t know my name.”
James nods vigorously, glad she’s seeing some sense. Hopefully he can convince her to go back to her apartment so he doesn't have to keep telling his cock to stay the fuck down. 
“It’s a pity I’m drunk,” she tells him. “I was really hoping for an orgasm before bed, it really helps me sleep, you know?”
James chokes on the very air he was supposed to be breathing. He does know but he’s not going to tell her that. “I suppose you’ll have to sort that out yourself."
Lily heaves a long sigh like he’s announced Christmas has been cancelled. “Are you sure you can’t help me?” she pouts.
You’re sure James, he tells himself sternly. 
“I’m sure,” he confirms. “You’re drunk.” He says this out loud for his benefit as much as for hers.
“So you would help me if I wasn’t drunk?” 
I would bury my face between your legs and make you cum over and over again.
“Would love to,” James says instead. “If you still want to of course.”
“I’ll still want to,” Lily declares surely and James hopes so, but he won’t hold it against her if she doesn’t. “Oh no!”
“Oh no what?” 
“I’m going to be sick.”
Well shit. 
James scrambles to his feet, thankful the bathroom is in the hallway as he helps her stand and rushes her to the toilet. He holds her hair as she retches into the toilet and offers her a glass of water when she’s done. 
“Now I’ve ruined it” Lily sighs regretfully as she leans her cheek against the toilet seat.
“Ruined what?”
“My sexiness! This is decidedly un-sexy.”
He shouldn’t be flirting – she's drunk – but James can’t help but reassure her. “You could throw up in my toilet all day long and I’ll still think you're beautiful.”
“You would?”
“I would. But let’s talk about this tomorrow, okay? I think you could use some sleep.”
“You’re fit and nice. Do you think I could marry you someday?”
“How about we go on a sober date first,” James proposes, shoving aside the image of her in a white dress that his traitorous mind procures.
“If we must,” Lily hums, letting him pull her up. She grabs a pen off his console and – rather neatly, given how drunk she is – writes her number on his arm. “Now you can find me again!”
She looks so pleased with herself that James doesn’t remind her he only needs to walk three metres to her door. Instead, he grabs her shoes as he guides her out his door and down the hallway. When he sees her safely to bed – her eyes are already heavy – he slips out to leave her in peace. 
Damn. Her knickers.
He grins as he reaches into his pocket for his phone, typing in the numbers neatly scrawled on his arm.
James: Hi : D You left your underwear at my place…
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redrose-arrow · 1 year
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cute not canon thoughts
when Maddie was still a young child, Will did, in fact, talk to her the same way as he talked to his dogs. in his defence: childspeech and petspeech are pretty similar. 
idk the who the what the where and the when, but someone once shot an arrow through candle flames to extinguish them. it was pretty badass. 
Horace occassionally tells Cassandra to “stop smiling” when they were kissing, because it was distracting, having to choose between watching her smile or kissing her. 
Duncan took Horace on a hunting trip after the engagement became known, because he wanted to tell the young knight that he really did approve. 
Horace and Cassandra tried to make a habit out of going for a walk or a ride at least twice a week, so that they’d get to spend some time together and both get fresh air. Baby Maddie always rode with her dad. 
Will is actually pretty close with the apprentices that he has to help/train/assess during the Gatherings, and exchanges letters with them pretty often. 
one time, Sir David had to leave on a diplomatic mission to the lands of the Scoti. Gilan temporarily filled his place in training apprentices in Battleschool. 
MacNeil was also invited when Gilan graduated the Corps. 
A few years after the Hibernia adventure, the Corps is literally overflowing with talented Rangers. Crowley uses the opportunity to force his men to take vacations - they have the manpower to fill the gaps, anyways. 
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forgedroyalseal · 5 months
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His Worst Nightmare
Chapter Six
Lady Pauline was not a violent woman. She knew that words held more power than fists and that the pen was mightier than the sword. She truly believed that there was never a problem that couldn’t be avoided with diplomacy if properly addressed.
She was also sixty seconds away from throwing Halt into a moat.
“Tell me what happened O’Carrick or I swear to god I will make you regret ever meeting me!” Pauline’s hands twitched at her side, desperately wanted to run her hand through her hair in frustration. But she resisted. The carefully pin coils had taken the better part of an hour and it was not yet midday. She still had several meetings that she had to look somewhat presentable for.
“Leave it be Pauline. I don’t know how many times I have to say it!” Halt shouted. Before this week, he had never shouted at her. Now it seemed as though all he did was yell. Or cry, but he tried to pretend otherwise. The first couple days after Halt had moved into Redmont, he had been a silent shadow of himself. He hadn’t said a word about what prompted the move. Even now, all he ever said was that he wished to be left alone. But Pauline refused. She knew something bad had happened. Something horrific. Something that kept Halt awake each night if the purple bruises below his eyes were any indication. She had tried everything she could think of. She had been gentle. Reassuring. Kind. She had used every tactic to open communication she had been taught. She had been empathetic and supportive and patient. And now, she was being angry and pushy.
“Halt, please. You can’t just bottle this up like you try to do with every other emotion you have. This secret is killing you, and I for one refuse to watch it consume you.”
“Go away.” He growled
“Not happening.” She matched his tone.
There was a knock at the door and a familiar head of flaming hair appeared in the doorway. Pauline sighed in relief. “Finally, my reinforcements have arrived.”
“Lady Pauline, always a pleasure.” Crowley smiled before walking over to Halt. He crouched down in front of him so Halt was forced to look down into his eyes. “So, want to tell me what’s happened?”
“Go back to Castle Araluen Crowley.”
“That’s not happening until we get you sorted out. Now, if you won’t tell me as your friend, then you’ll have to tell me as your Commandant.”
“I resign.”
“I deny your resignation.”
“Crowley-“
“Pauline,” Crowley interrupts without breaking eye contact with Halt, “would you be dear and fetch Will? I’m afraid he’s the only other person who might be able to snake the story out of Halt and get him sorted.”
“No!” Halt leapt to his feet, eyes wide. “Leave him be.” The was a frantic note of panic in his voice and Pauline and Crowley shared a look. They had finally found the pressure point to lean on.
Crowley rose beside him, “Why? According to Gilan you said he’s hurt. Though it can’t be that bad since you’ve locked yourself in this room rather than helping Horace and Gilan take care of it. I’m sure he’s perfectly capable of making his way across town to come visit.”
“He’s not. He needs rest, not you two badgering him.”
“Will’s a sweet boy, he’ll be more than happy to check on you. He wouldn’t want you to be this upset, not if he can help.” Pauline reach out towards the door, but Halt lunged past her, slamming the door shut.
“Please, don’t bother him. Please.”
“Why not Halt? What’s happened to him? Why aren’t you with him?” Crowley’s voice was firm and authoritative.
“It’s my fault.” Halt’s resolve crumbled away with the words, the fight and anger leaving his body, replaced with waves of guilt. “I’m the one who hurt him.”
Pauline took his arm and gently steered them to the sofa. Crowley joined them and placed a hand on Halt’s shoulder. “Start at the beginning Halt. Tell us everything.”
And with a heavy sigh, he did. He spends the next hour describing every gruesome detail, unwilling to leave anything out, to minimize the roll he played in Will’s torture. He finishes with his letter to Horace and Will’s reaction to him once he finally came to. Fat tears ran down Crowley and Pauline’s faces, for Will condition of course, but also for the pain and guilt Halt carried.
“It’s not your fault.” Pauline grasped Halt’s hand in hers.
“Of course it is.” He pulled his hand away from her, clenching it into a fist. “I’m the one who hurt him. I’m the one he’s afraid of.”
Crowley began to protest but Halt cut him off. “And don’t say that it’s not my fault because I was forced. I’m the reason we were in that position to begin with. The man was after me. He wanted me to suffer, Will was just the means that he chose to do so. Time and time again Will has been hurt because of me, or because of the Corps. I should never have gotten involved in his life. Look at where it’s lead him.”
“Halt, Will chose to become a ranger. He put the work in, he fought for it. It’s what he wanted. He wasn’t forced into this life, and he certainly didn’t go in blind. Will is brave and has always wanted a life of adventure, if not with the rangers, then with the knights. Don’t discredit Will by pretending he wasn’t in control of his choices.” Crowley said firmly.
“And as for the matter of him being better off without your involvement,” Pauline added, “don’t forget how you found him. Orphaned, alone and scared. You provided with him sanctuary. You gave him a family. You saved him from a life as a nameless field worker and gave him a purpose. Don’t you dare wish all that away from him.”
“I don’t know how to fix this.” Halt admitted quietly.
“This isn’t something that can just be fixed. What’s done is done, the only thing we can do is support Will in anyway we can.” Pauline says. “And I promise that avoiding Will like he’s a leper isn’t supporting him.”
“We are all going to visit him first thing tomorrow. And I’m going to see if Rodney has any advice. He’s got more experience dealing with these type of injuries than I do.” Crowley stood, grateful to have a clear course of action.
Halt gives voice to his greatest fear. “What if he doesn’t want to see me? If he’s scared of me?”
“Then we try again the next day. And every day, until he’s ready to start mending the bond between you.” Pauline kisses Halt on the cheek. “Try to get some rest dear. We’ll be by in the morning.”
Once he was alone again, Halt moved towards the window and stared out to the forest’s edge, where he knew his little cabin stood, containing the most valuable thing in his life. Please give me chance Will. Please let me make this right.
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burnin0akleaves · 1 year
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This was supposed to be a sexuality headcanons post but it somehow turned into a Will/Alyss/Horace/Cassandra exploration.
A fair warning to everyone; this post is messy, all over the place, not easy to read and my favourite child now. It is mostly me projecting, but I did put a lot of thought into each part so that all of them have different points of view while still talking about the same relationship. Some of the things in one character's part might not make sense if you don't read the points of view of the others involved and the whole thing generally gets better the more you read.
Also, be warned that I'm not trying to represent anything in a universal way here. Again, most of these are personal to me and based on my own experiences of being queer. That being said, enjoy I guess.
Will: Bi
Ever since he was a child, there were two things Will just knew to be true. He would be a knight, and he loved Alyss. He had used the word "love" at first without even truly grasping the meaning of it, but he had known he was right.
Will couldn't remember his first steps or the first time he climbed a tree, practically the same thing for him, but he remembered playing in the mud with Alyss. Her hair was long and covered in mud just like her skin, but she was nowhere near as dirty as Will was. He was the one wildly splashing at the puddle after all, and Alyss was watching him curiously. Somehow that's the earliest memory he can remember. Will isn't sure whether it's the sight of Alyss covered in mud, so unlike her calm and regal attitude now; or the way she looks at him like he is doing the most impressive thing in the world, but he knows that playing in the mud isn't anything memorable. So it must be the way Alyss looks at him that's so ingrained in his mind.
Will first hears the word love not too long after that very memory, and even as a toddler he knows that it must describe him and Alyss. No one else comes to his mind at the time. The word never loses it's association with her as he grows up, and he holds onto it like an anchor. He loves Alyss, and he will be a knight.
When he thinks about it many years later, Will realizes that his attraction to boys had always been there, he just hadn't found the right words to describe it at the time. Or well, he had, it was just that he didn't grasp how much love he was capable of having. He loved Alyss, so it couldn't have been attraction when he watched the other boys wrestle in the yard. It must have been that he wanted to be like them, not with them. So when he starts noticing how strong Horace's body is developing to be and how handsome his face looks now; Will doesn't make any attempt to get closer to him, he tries to be more like him instead. When Horace pushes him around and calls him names, Will just pushes harder and spends his time trying to think of better insults. He spends a lot of his time thinking about Horace those days, with an intense feeling he can't name.
Then, there is Evanlyn. There is a certain connection he feels the first time their eyes meet, a feeling he has never experienced before. She is feisty, demanding and stubborn. Even after everything he has gone through, including befriending Horace, the idea of getting closer with the girl should by all means be intimidating for him. But it's not. Will is drawn to Evanlyn like a moth to a flame. They have the same spirit in them.
That must be why after knowing her only for a few months, the two forge a bond wordlessly. Will sacrifices everything to protect Evanlyn, so Evanlyn does everything she can to care for him in return. Their eyes meet constantly, feeling the need to be aware of where the other is at all times. Will had realized how similiar they were before, but now he knew that no one else could ever understand them like they understood each other. When he looks back at this time in the future Will can't recall a lot, maybe he isn't even trying to, but one thing he remembers clearly is the warmth Evanlyn made him feel. And how it was the heartbreak that he felt after rejecting her that first started making him question what the word love meant.
It's eventually Alyss who helps him figure it out, years later. She tells him to sit down and starts asking questions, slowly leading Will somewhere she had obviously figured out long ago. At the end, Will understands that he had been right about loving Alyss all along. But he also loves Horace. And he loves Evanlyn. What he feels for them is love too. Not only that, Alyss is completely supportive with him exploring these sides of him with her.
Alyss and Will's relationship strengthens more than ever. Having the words to describe his feelings takes a huge weight off Will's shoulders, and it helps him understand himself better in a lot of other ways too. It seems to be the same for Alyss, and Will isn't suprised when she comes up with the idea of trying something new in their relationship. Both of them know they have the capacity to be attracted to more than one person at the same time, so the two begin to occasionally involve other people in their bed. It takes a lot of trust and discussion of boundaries to make sure its safe and fun for everyone, but they make it work. As the years pass the two have less time and energy so this arrangement stops, but they always look back on these years of their relationship fondly. The only people they have romantic interest in other than each other though are Cassandra and Horace.
After Alyss's death the relationship between Will, Cassandra and Horace take a huge blow. Will is extremely distant for a while which the other two are completely understanding about; they loved Alyss too and they grieved as well, but Will's relationship with her had always been different. Not in a bad way, or a way that made the love between Will and themselves any "less", but different all the same. Eventually through him mentoring Maddie the three of them start getting to see each other more frequently again, and while Will is still distant in some ways he knows that he is still loved. And that he can still love.
Alyss: Bi (also not mentioned here but trans Alyss headcanons are great)
Alyss has always had a crush on Will as well, but she realizes her attraction to women pretty quickly once she starts working with Pauline and is encouraged to explore her self-identity more. The department is full of beautiful girls, and Alyss notices pretty quickly that her feelings for said girls don't fit into how others describe friendships. Pauline is a big support to her during this time and helps Alyss find the correct words to describe herself.
Alyss does the same thing for Will years later. The two have a long talk where Will starts out nervous but Alyss guides him through his feelings masterfully. Once her boyfriend realizes that love and attraction are way broader than he thought and gets to think about his feelings for a while, the couple begin thinking about involving other people. They make sure to lay boundaries down each time so that no one ends up leaving hurt and everything goes smootly for a while. But the two get more and more responsibilities at their respective jobs everyday and the arrangement becomes too much. Both of them look at that brief time in their lives fondly though, and the experiences they've gained help them later on.
At Nihon-Ja, Alyss is nowhere near as composed. While not having much trouble with figuring out her sexuality and learning to communicate with Will about other potential partners before, Alyss has a LOT of trouble when it comes to her feelings towards a certain princess.
Alyss doesn't want to like Cassandra. She doesn't want the relationship between her and the future queen to be anything less than professional, at least that's what she keeps telling herself. But beneath that is an old, childish jealousy that had been formed at an age where Alyss hadn't had enough time to understand herself yet.
She had always been a jealous person, a flaw that she had been aware of for a long time. A part of her she had spent so long understanding and working on before she could feel secure enough in herself to talk about other potential partners with Will. A part of her she thought she had gotten over.
But Alyss' perception of Cassandra had formed before any of her efforts, and had remained forgotten for a long time. Alyss was expecting a snobby, arrogant brat who thought she could get anything she wanted. And that's why it's suprising that when Alyss finds a strong, talented woman who deserves her position as crown princess more than anyone, Alyss' feelings don't disappear at all. If anything, they intensify.
For the second time in her life, Alyss doesn't know how to describe her emotions. She had only felt this strongly towards one person in her life, but she doesn't even think of comparing the two. Cassandra is a flame Alyss can't take her eyes off. She needs to hate Cassandra, that's the only thing that would make sense. Cassandra is a flame Alyss can't take her eyes off and she is afraid of getting burnt.
So she convinces herself that it must be jealousy, even if she knows it isn't true deep down. The last time she could identify her feeling towards Cassandra were when she was a child and it was jealousy then. Alyss would rather stick to that than to accept she doesn't know what they are now.
She tries to find every little fault in Cassandra and to do that, she watches her from afar for hours. Cassandra is so emotional, her cheeks flush in a dumb way everytime she gets angry or flustered. Cassandra is so loud, Alyss can hear her voice from the other end of Wolfwill. Cassandra is so short, Alyss could carry her around easily. Cassandra is so terrible at fighting; the thrill Alyss feels when the two duel with wooden swords is definitely because of the adrenaline, not the way Cassandra's body moves in front of her. Cassandra is trying to seduce Will; her heart must be beating as fast as Alyss' when she sees the two of them, their flames merging into one wildfire in Alyss' eyes.
Alyss knows that she isn't making any sense when the two finally argue, Cassandra managing to slip under her skin like poison and bringing out the worst side of Alyss; the uncomposed, unladylike, jealous Alyss that can't even make reasonable arguments. But how can she be expected to think clearly when Cassandra looks so beautiful right in front of her, wrapped in towels and flushed from the hot bath. Alyss almost kisses her once their voices quiet down, wanting to use her mouth for something if it won't be for talking. But it isn't until they return and Will and Horace tell the girls they want to talk about something that she gets to. Turns out all of them had reached the same page, just at different speeds. Alyss, for once in her life, had been especially slow.
Horace: DemiBi
Horace's relationship with love was complicated. As a child, he would go to bed listening to stories about knights in shining armours saving princesses from dragons. That part made sense of course, Horace could imagine himself in the place of the knight perfectly. But then, the knight would kiss the princess each time, and they would get married. Now, Horace didn't understand that part. How could he fall in love with someone as easily as that? Was he expected to marry a princess in the future too?
Eventually, Horace realizes that he isn't marrying princesses anytime soon, which is relieving. But he feels a similiar pressure in his chest each time boys in the ward gather around to talk about their crushes. When it's time for him to speak, Horace never has anything to tell them. But he isn't willing to go down so easily and if he can't become a hero by kissing a princess, he'll become one by slaying a dragon.
And luckily for Horace, he has found his already. A small dragon, one that can't breathe fire but makes up for it with the flames in his eyes and the sharpness of his tounge. Will.
Of course, fairytales aren't real and Horace never slays a dragon. Will and Horace become friends so easily that he finds himself confused as to why they used to fight in the first place. The two understand each other perfectly, and being around the smaller boy feels like second nature. Maybe Horace would never want to kiss a princess, and he'd never get to slay a dragon; but being around Will feels just as worthwhile.
Just when he thinks he has it all figured out, in the span of only a few years Horace's life quickly turns into a mess again. On one hand there is Cassandra, the princess Horace very much does want to kiss now. He thinks about the burning bridge, the winter in Skandia, his knighting as the Oakleaf Knight and his daily life in Araluen. He isn't sure exactly when his feelings changed towards her. Horace knows that he didn't feel the need to kiss her when they first met, and that he values his friendship with Cassandra above anything else, but he certainly does now. What's even more confusing is that the man quickly realizes his feelings towards Will are just as strong as his feelings for Cassandra.
It's a few letters from Will, and later on Alyss, that finally clear things up for him. Will mentions a talk he had with her, explaining many terms Horace had never heard before. Will sounds the happiest he has been in a long time, and Horace finds his joy mirrored in himself. He holds those letters tightly each day they arrive and cries teardrops on the paper from how relieved he is.
The letters are safely tucked away in a chest in the room Cassandra and Horace share. He stops looking at them for many years, not feeling the need to when Cassandra is always next to him and new letters from Will and Alyss arrive frequently even if they aren't around. The next time Horace takes them out, his hands are shaking. He reads the eloquent handwriting of Alyss, and sheds tears on them for a different reason.
Cassandra: Bi
Ironically out of all of them Cassandra; the one that had been destined to have the most amount of expectations placed on her, was the one who had rejected what love was supposed to be according to others first.
Rebelling was second-nature to Cassandra now. She would rebel against the food that was on the table, the lessons she would have to take, the dresses she would have to wear, the hair length everyone wanted her to have... what had started out as the natural result of a spoiled child that had everything she could want had slowly turned into said child's way of taking control of her life back.
She had already rejected the idea of what a woman in her position was supposed to be according to society as a teenager, so it hadn't been confusing to her at all when she realized she didn't dislike the idea of having a girlfriend. The wonderful way she felt about handsome boys and pretty girls couldn't have possibly been wrong, so it must have been the idea of only being allowed to have a husband that was.
Will gives everything to protect her, every part of his body and eventually his very mind. This is a level of heroism, of selfless sacrifice that Cassandra could have never thought of. Of course she isn't suprised when she catches feelings, it's only natural. Will is smart, funny, handsome, admirable... he had taken the role of her guardian on his own and she had done the same for him the second she could. They both have a fire in their hearts that matches in intensity and outshines everything around them. Cassandra tries to make him hers, and she knows Will has feelings for her too. But he refuses.
Cassandra doesn't get why for a long time, experiencing the first crush and heartbreak of her life one after another. But years later she looks back at this time and appreciates Will's decision. Neither of them were ready yet; Will unable to realize he is allowed to love more than one person and Cassandra not emotionally mature enough to see a relationship right after everything they survived is not healthy. She needed someone else to teach her how to tame her fire first.
Horace is everything that is expected of her to have. Tall, strong, handsome... a knight. The side of her that was used to rebelling blindlessly would never look at his direction, but that side had been frozen in Skandia. So, Cassandra lets Horace in, and she falls for him. It's less intense than Will, quieter and less wild. It's not a love tale written in storm, snow and war. It's between stone walls and fancy parties. Horace is her safe haven tucked into one corner of Castle Araluen, her break from the chaos who embraces her with strong arms and a calming smile. It's no wonder that when Horace is lost across the sea, Cassandra doesn't think twice before going to find him and bring him back.
Alyss is everything out of her reach. She is the opposite of Cassandra, a gorgeous wave that lifts her off her feet and washes her away from the shore. She realizes how similiar her and Will are once again, because she has been completely captivated by her.
She confides in him immediately and learns a lot about their relationship. None of the concepts suprise her, they are all results she reached herself, but it does feel nice to have a word for them. Suddenly she finds herself loving Horace, Will and Alyss at the same time, and it's an amazing feeling.
The problem is even if Alyss drags her in like a wave, she also throws her right back to the shore like one. Every time Cassandra makes an effort to get closer to the other girl, she pushes her away. Cassandra catches Alyss staring at her with a deep gaze multiple times, a gaze that has what she's looking for in it, but then she looks away as if nothing happened. But Cassandra is stubborn, and even if she can't have Alyss she is determined to at least understand why. She does get Alyss at the end. She only wishes she could have Alyss for longer.
Horace can only help her so much while he is also grieving, and Will hasn't looked at them since. But Cassandra doesn't blame him, she actually understands Will very well. It's just like before, they both have a fire in them. And right now Will is burning wildly, destroying everything in his path because if he stops now he will go out entirely. So Cassandra understands. She lets him distance himself, but she won't let him burn himself out.
Years later they all lay in the same bed. Horace and Cassandra are tangled up in each other, Will is sleeping on his side right next to them. His hand is holding Cassandra's and his head is resting on Horace's arm. He sighs in his sleep and turns over, throwing his arm over the other two and them responding by holding him tighter in return.
There is room for one more on the bed, but the empty space is not as daunting as it used to be.
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h4nn4hra · 1 year
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Halt can't cook.
In chapter 28 of book 10 Halt let's Will cook because 'he likes doing it' but Will points out that 'it's known that can Halt burn water.' He is then gonna tell us some examples but gets interrupted.
But how bad is Halt at cooking for Will to say this?
A few possibilities:
He had a flame in the pan enough times for Will to not look up anymore when there was a sudden flash of warmth and light in the kitchen for less then five seconds.
When it wasn't one of the few meals Halt can cook without burning it was either half burnt or Will was sent to town to buy them a meal.
The vegetables are either undercooked or burned. No inbetween.
Ones a particularly sleep deprived Halt had tried to boil steak. He didn't even notice till Will pointed it out and told him to go to bed.
Horace's always complaining to him that they won't get a single decently cooked meal if he has to seperate from them at missions.
Will eventually went to Jenny to ask for some cooking lessons. When he started to cook every night neither of them spoke of it.
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lockawayknight · 1 year
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@austerulous said:
“Do you know of the acreage you hold in my heart?”
Soft-spoken words disturbed the quiet, a gentle affront to the deathly company they kept. The only souls that drew breath in this makeshift graveyard, they sat side-by-side, hip to hip, Anri’s head at home on Creighton’s shoulder, snow-white tresses mingling and bleeding with pale blonde. How warm they were, how full of blood, as they huddled in the grim shadow of the cathedral.
“I have something for you.” Careful rummaging in a leather pouch produced the gift. It nestled in the well of Anri’s palm as she presented it, shining in a shade of cyan reminiscent of summer waters. A prism stone, luminescent and inappreciable, it had warmed her pocket through the ages, kept her company through more graves than she could count.
“It is my last one. My first too, incidentally. A gift from Horace, back when we were children.” A whimsical and sentimental keepsake, one that few would see the value in. Creighton would understand though, she was certain. Creighton would treasure it.
“I should like for you to always have a little light. To know that I love you, and that I will carry these tender feelings beyond the veil of true death.” How sweetly their fingers brushed, as Anri deposited the glinting pebble into her friend’s dear hands. It had been a curse to live this long, but there was a gift in meeting him. Gratitude bruised her aching heart.
Surrounded by moss-draped tombstones, the consecrated earth stippled with meadow saxifrages and cuckoo flowers – and with the bones of beloved-by-one children crumbling beneath their boots – Anri pressed a lingering kiss to Creighton’s pale, mottled cheek.
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There are very few things in the world that carry more weight than the sound of Horace’s name on Anri’s lips, or the importance of their friendship bearing its beauty within her bleeding breast. Creighton knows this well, and immediately understands the depth of the ocean that dives deep within the pale stone that is placed into his palm. He knows this…
And it breaks him like a wooden arrow against a dragon’s hide.
Indeed, he’s so in awe of the gift’s every silent meaning — his breath and beating blood holding each other, choking, by the throat, ‘til neither lungs nor heart can catch any air — that he almost misses the softness of his dear friend’s lips as they grace the scattered freckles beneath his eyes. But the warmth is hard to ignore. Like a church candle’s gentle flame being held to his dappled cheek.
“Anri, you…” He has no words. He cradles the stone in the palm of his hand as one would cradle a fragile duckling, or the egg it had hatched from, knowing full well that something so beautiful deserves a much more tender hand to rest within. One like Anri’s. One like a saint’s. One so, so unlike Creighton’s. “This… I’m…”
Truly, though, what is there to say? A “thank you” would be nothing but a breeze against the stronghold of her love. A hug is too forward, he thinks, from his bearlike arms, and his scarred and split lips are unworthy of feeling her skin with a returned kiss. His words would be gawky as a pauper to her beauty’s porcelain princess. And so, he is left there, dumb as a doe and just as anxiously, innocently wide-eyed as his mailled fingers flex around the glowing stone.
A century passes, it seems, before he finally inhales the frostbitten air.
Gods, how he wishes he could pull his heart from his chest and hand it to her as one would a wedding ring.
But because he cannot…
Creighton swallows hard, and he doesn’t need to think twice when a very, very strong feeling begins to pluck his heart’s harp strings. “I, ah…” Pause. “…I got somethin’ for y’ too.”
His free hand moves to reach beneath his cloak.
Once upon a time, there was a lonely harpy who lived in the dunes. Not in a parable sort of way — very, very truly. And she had a very special friend.
Of course, it was Creighton. A much younger, much more volatile — could you imagine? — version of the now-Finger, gruff and gritty, vulgar and venomous, but always eager to chat with his feathered friend about the ups and downs of their lives — the churning of the sands, literal and metaphorical, and the way the spiders spun their webs. Creighton was confident and calm in the knowing that she would hold him to her black-downed breast during the times when he had nowhere else to go, even if her avian ears were unable to fully comprehend the reasons why he cried; and she, too, could flutter to his door when she craved a type of murder different than that which stained her customers’ swords. She was a comfort to him; and, indeed, he was to her. And she had a peculiar way of showing her love.
Her crow’s covetous brain treasured all things smooth and shiny, and Creighton would often find trinkets and curios left on his doorstep. Oh, how his to-be husband would snicker at the rubbish, amused by the knight’s closeness to the she-bird, his foxlike fingers studying the curves of beast bones and broken porcelain faces.
But to Creighton, each one was a treasure.
As was she.
Time passed, and bones turned to dust, and dolls’ eyes shattered into shards, and feathers disappeared into the unforgiving winds of a world left to crumble. Every gift. Every memento. Even the harpy herself.
But one treasure remained.
And it is heavy in the pouch that hangs from Creighton’s belt.
Creighton is not a man made of eloquence — poetry has never once fallen from his lips. He speaks in grunts and groans and cussing and curtness. His language is one of beastmen. He has no way to articulate this story of friendship, fondness, and forced separation that swaddles the small object he wraps his fingers around. He hasn’t the first clue how to explain the heart, soul, and sentimentality of what he pulls from his pocket. And, were it to be a gift given to anyone else, he might even feel silly for assuming the other would think the thing as anything more than a simple relic — something to sell, or to trade, or to use in a pinch.
But as he places the radiant lifegem in Anri’s palm — the golden, gorgeous gem, still sparkling with the souls of warriors past, and just as too-humanly warm — and he raises his eyes to meet hers, he knows she will read the words within them, and understand.
“Gift from an old friend,” he manages through the lump in his throat. “I’m, ah… If I get t’carry some a’ your light an’ love, then I think you oughta be able to carry a bit a’ mine. I can’t always be there t’protect the ones I care about, y’know. But, ah… at least with this, you’ll always ‘ave a bit a’ extra help if somethin’ ‘appens.”
The smile he offers seems almost… sad.
But only because he wishes he could do more.
As he releases his hold on the lifegem, the prism stone finds itself at home in the now-empty space in his pocket. And so, once again, he feels his friends’ love radiate through him like a sip of warm tea.
He’s always been bad at I-love-you-toos.
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hannahhook7744 · 2 years
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We bath in the insanity and flames:
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Inspired by @dragoneyes618 and her ao3 story 'Nightmares' and her ao3 series 'De Vil' child but with a few tweaks. Go check out their blog and. Carlotta belongs to her.
Trigger warning; murder, child murder, spousal murder, animal murder, child abuse, Arson, and a teenager experiencing a serve mental breakdown.
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Harry Badun stood in front of an almost empty HellHall, shoulders shaking as he watched the flames slowly begin to swallow it up. Beezlebub the cat sitting atop of boxes of sentimental items beside him. Matches in hand.
He heard hurried footsteps behind him and 5 pairs of feet skidding to a stop followed by a mix of gasps.
He felt hands on his shoulders, yanking him around and found himself face to face with his giant of a cousin, Jace.
Jace, a giant of a young man with curly brown-- nearly black hair-- and nearly black eyes, who looked very freaked out.
"Harry, what have you done?"
The smaller teen let out a small wheeze.
And then a chuckle.
And then he began to cackle, letting out a Joker like laugh as silent tears ran down his cheeks.
Yzla grabbed Beezlebub and held her to her chest, eyes darting to the fire.
Reza grabbed a couple of the boxes and Hermie grabbed the others.
"What are you guys doing?" Jace asked, tearing his eyes away from his laughing cousin. Still very much panicking.
"Dude, grab Harry and run first. Questions later" Eddie said staring at the flames, surprisingly calm. Much calmer than any of them had any right to be at the moment.
"But--"
"No buts!" Reza snapped "we gotta go!"
"What about Diego and the others?! They're in there!" Jace protested.
"No they're not" Hermie spoke up quietly, not looking at him.
"What?" Jace felt like his head was spinning. As if the world had been flipped upside down. He couldn't understanding what was going on.
First Harry had seemingly lost his mind and now his friends were all freakish calm about it. What the heck was going on?
"They aren't in there. As soon as the bodies were found, Diego informed the others and he, Hunter, and Ivy moved out. The only ones in there are your dad, his dad, and Cruella" Hermie informed emotionlessly. "Now let's go."
"But--"
Eddie stormed over and grabbed him by his collar. "Jace, do you want your cousin to die?"
Jace jerked back as if he'd been slapped.
"What? Of course not!"
"Then fricking move it!"
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Harry's insane laughter didn't flatter as they ran to Eddie's house, though it could be because he himself wasn't actually doing any running. No, he left that all to Jace who had dragged them all the way there as lights flickered on all over the isle.
His friends didn't know what to do as the young detective continued to alternate between laughing and crying madly. They hadn't expected this when they went to find him.
They never expected their strong-willed leader to break.
Though who could blame him after what they had found the day before?
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Twenty-six human bodies and over a hundred animal ones had been found under the catacombs of HellHall.
Two toddlers. Three babies. Seven children. Eight women. Two men.
And the worst part was that Harry, Jace, and the isle residing three de vil cousins could identify each and every one of them.
Carlotta de Vil, daughter of Jean Pierre le Pelt and Cruella de Vil.
Baby C. De vil, the daughter of Cruella and Jean Pierre le Pelt.
Henrick Badun, the son of Hoarce Badun.
Harley and Mabel Badun, the daughters of Hoarce Badun.
James and Joseph Badun, the sons of Jasper Badun.
Jacqueline' Badun, the son of Jasper Badun.
Horace's four wives.
Jasper's four wives, including Jace's mother.
Harry's half siblings, Hartley and Harper.
Harry's two step siblings, Henny and Heidi.
Jasper's half sister, Jodie, and his three half siblings, Johnny, Judy, and Josephine.
Jean Pierre le Pelt, Baby C and little Carlotta's dad.
And... James Charming, Carlos' dad.
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Harry had taken it upon himself to draw each and every one of them, and dig up the pictures of them for their files as the rest of them relocated the bodoes
And after staring at the dead's faces for nearly 40 hours, he couldn't take it anymore.
Cruella had to pay and his dad and uncle did too for allowing it to go on and if he didn't do it, no one would.
And that's when the matches caught his eye and the idea sparked in his mind.
What a suiting way for a devil to go out?
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aprilfools2023 · 1 year
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BSD MY IMMORTAL
Hi my name is Horace Walpole Ann Radcliffe and I have long ebony black hair with purple streaks and red tips that reaches my mid-back and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Marguerite Duras (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Lord Byron but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a vampire but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a detective, and I work at a detective agency called the ADA in Japan where I’’ve worked for seven years (I’m twenty-two). I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topicand I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it and a black leather miniskirt, pink fishnets and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking around Yokohama. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.
“Hey Horace!” shouted a voice. I looked up. It was…. Chuuya Nakahara!!
“What’s up Chuuya?” I asked.
“Nothing.” he said shyly.
But then, I heard my friends call me and I had to go away.
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Chapter 2
AN: BTW preps stop flaming ma story ok!
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The next day I woke up in my bedroom. It was snowing and raining again. I opened the door of my coffin and drank some blood from a bottle I had. My coffin was black ebony and inside it was hot pink velvet with black lace on the ends. I got out of my coffin and took of my giant MCR t-shirt which I used for pajamas. Instead, I put on a black leather dress, a pentagram necklace, combat boots and black fishnets on. I put on four pairs of earrings in my pierced ears, and put my hair in a kind of messy bun.
My friend, Kyoka woke up then and grinned at me. She flipped her long waist-length raven black hair and opened her sky-blue eyes. She put on her Marilyn Manson t-shirt with a black mini, fishnets and pointy high-heeled boots. We put on our makeup (black lipstick white foundation and black eyeliner.)
“OMFG, I saw you talking to Chuuya Nakahara yesterday!” she said excitedly.
“Yeah? So?” I said, blushing.
“Do you like Chuuya?” she asked as we went out of the ADA dorm complex and onto the street.
“No I so fucking don’t!” I shouted.
“Yeah right!” she exclaimed. Just then, Chuuya walked up to me.
“Hi.” he said.
“Hi.” I replied flirtily.
“Guess what.” he said.
“What?” I asked.
“Well, TRASH CANDY are having a concert in Yokohama.” he told me.
“Oh. My. Fucking. God!” I screamed. I love TRASH CANDY. They are my favorite band, besides MCR.
“Well…. do you want to go with me?” he asked.
I gasped. 
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On the night of the concert I put on my black lace-up boots with high heels. Underneath them were ripped red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather minidress with all this corset stuff on the back and front. I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it look all spiky. I felt a little depressed then, so I read a depressing book while I waited for Chuuya and I listened to some GC. I painted my nails black and put on TONS of black eyeliner. Then I put on some black lipstick. I didn’t put on foundation because I was pale anyway. I drank some human blood so I was ready to go to the concert.
I went outside. Chuuya was waiting there in front of his flying motorcycle (he can do dat cos of his ability). He was wearing a GRANRODEO-shirt (they would play at the show too), baggy black skater pants, black nail polish and a little eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz wer it ok!).
“Hi Chuuya!” I said in a depressed voice.
“Hi Horace.” he said back. We walked onto his red motorcycle (the license plate said 420) and flew to the place with the concert. On the way we listened excitedly to the GaZette and Marilyn Manson. We both smoked cigarettes and drugs. When we got there, we both hopped off of the motorcycle. We went to the mosh pit at the front of the stage and jumped up and down as we listened to GRANRODEO.
'“If we push on through like we're about to hurl, I'm sure our future will start to pick up speed! Even if this moment in time becomes frozen, There's no stopping this breath – so where's my worthless reward?.” sang Kisho '(I don’t own da lyrics 2 dat song).
“Kisho is so fucking hot.” I said to Chuuya, pointing to him as he sung, filling the club with his amazing voice.
Suddenly Chuuya looked sad.
“What’s wrong?” I asked as we moshed to the music. Then I caught on.
“Hey, it’s ok I don’t like him better than YOU!” I said.
“Really?” asked Chuuya sensitively and he put his arm around me all protective.
“Really.” I said. “Besides I don’t even know Kisho and he’s going out with sCOTT fucking Fitzgerald. I fucking hate that little bitch.” I said disgustedly, thinking of his ugly blonde face.
The night went on really well, and I had a great time. So did Chuuya. After the concert, we drank some beer and asked GRANRODEO for their autographs and photos with them. We got GC concert tees. Draco and I crawled back onto the motorcycle, but Chuuya didn’t go back into the ADA, instead he drove the motorcycle into……………………… Dragonhead!
Chapter 4
AN: I sed stup flaming ok Horace’s name is WHORACE nut mary su OK! CHUUYA IS SOO IN LUV wif her dat he is acting defrent! dey nu eechodder b4 ok!
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“CHUUYA!” I shouted. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?”
Chuuya didn’t answer but he stopped the motorcycle and he walked off of it. I walked off of it too, curiously.
“What the fucking hell?” I asked angrily.
“Horace?” he asked.
“What?” I snapped.
Chuuya leaned in extra-close and I looked into his gothic red eyes (he was wearing color contacts) which revealed so much depressing sorrow and evilness and then suddenly I didn’t feel mad anymore.
And then…………… suddenly just as I Chuuya kissed me passionately. Chuuya climbed on top of me and we started to make out keenly against a building. He took of my top and I took of his clothes. I even took of my bra. Then he put his thingie into my you-know-what and we did it for the first time.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! ” I screamed. I was beginning to get an orgasm. We started to kiss everywhere and my pale body became all warm. And then….
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU MOTHERFUKERS!”
It was…………………………………………………….Fukazawa!  
Chapter 5
AN: STOP flaming! if u flam it menz ur a prep or a posr! Da only reson Fukazawa swor is coz he had a hedache ok an on tup of dat he wuz mad at dem 4 having sexx! PS im nut updating umtil I get five good revoiws!
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Fukazawa made and Chuuya and I follow him. He kept shouting at us angrily.
“You ludacris fools!” he shouted.
I started to cry tears of blood down my pallid face. Chuuya comforted me. When we went back to the office Fukazawa took us to Mafia Executives Mori and Kyou who were both looking very angry.
“They were having sexual intercourse in the Dragonhead!” he yelled in a furious voice.
“Why did you do such a thing, you mediocre dunces?” asked Kyou-San.
“How dare you?” demanded Mori-San.
And then Chuuya shrieked. “BECAUSE I LOVE HER!”
Everyone was quiet. Fukazawa and Kyou-San still looked mad but Mori-san said. “Fine. Very well. You may go up to your rooms.”
Chuuya and I went upstairs while the Presidents glared at us.
“Are you okay, Horace?” Chuuya asked me gently.
“Yeah I guess.” I lied. I went to the ADA’s dorm and brushed my teeth and my hair and changed into a low-cut black floor-length dress with red lace all around it and black high heels. When I came out….
Chuuya was standing in front of the bathroom, and he started to sing ‘TRASH CANDY’ by GRANRODEO. I was so flattered, even though he wasn’t supposed to be there. We hugged and kissed. After that, we said goodnight and he reluctantly went back to his apartment.  
Chapter 6
AN: shjt up prepz ok! PS I wnot update ubtil u give me goood revows!
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The next day I woke up in my coffin. I put on a black miniskirt that was all ripped around the end and a matching top with red skulls all over it and high heeled boots that were black. I put on two pairs of skull earrings, and two crosses in my ears. I spray-painted my hair with purple.
In the cafe, I ate some ramen with blood instead of broth, and a glass of red blood. Suddenly someone bumped into me. All the blood spilled over my top.
“Bastard!” I shouted angrily. I regretted saying it when I looked up cause I was looking into the pale white face of a gothic boy with spiky brown hair with red streaks in it. He was wearing so much eyeliner that I was going down his face and he was wearing black lipstick. He didn’t have glasses anymore and now he was wearing red contact lenses just like Chuuya’s and there was no scar on his forhead anymore. He had a manly stubble on his chin. He had a sexy Japanese accent. He looked exactly like Hideya. He was so sexy that my body went all hot when I saw him kind of like an erection only I’m a girl so I didn’t get one you sicko.
“I’m so sorry.” he said in a shy voice.
“That’s all right. What’s your name?” I questioned.
“My name’s Dazai Osamu, although most people call me Vampire these days.” he grumbled.
“Why?” I exclaimed.
“Because I love the taste of human blood.” he giggled.
“Well, I am a vampire.” I confessed.
“Really?” he whimpered.
“Yeah.” I roared.
We sat down to talk for a while. Then Chuuya came up behind me and told me he had a surprise for me so I went away with him.
Chapter 7, Bring me 2 life
AN: wel ok u guyz im only writting dis cuz I got 5 god reviuws. n BTW I wont rite da nxt chapter til I git TIN god vons! STO FLAMING OR ILL REPORT U! Worace isn’t a Marie Sue ok she isn’t perfect SHES A SATANITS! n she has problemz shes depressed 4 godz sake!
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Chuuya and I held our pale white hands with black nail polish as we went upstairs. I was wearing red Satanist sings on my nails in red nail polish (AN: c doez dat sound lik a Maru Sue 2 u?). I waved to Vampire. Dark misery was in his depressed eyes. I guess he was jealous of me that I was going out with Chuuya. Anyway, I went upstairs excitedly with Chuuya. We went into a room and locked the door. Then…………
We started frenching passively and we took off each others clothes enthusiastically. He felt me up before I took of my top. Then I took off my black leather bra and he took off his pants. We went on the bed and started making out naked and then he put his boy’s thingy in mine and we HAD SEX. (c is dat stupid?)
“Oh Chuuya, Chuuya!” I screamed while getting an orgasm when all of a sudden I saw a tattoo I had never seen before on Chuuya’s arm. It was a black heart with an arrow through it. On it in bloody gothic writing were the words………… Vampire!
I was so angry.
“You bastard!” I shouted angrily, jumping out of the bed.
“No! No! But you don’t understand!” Chuuya pleaded. But I knew too much.
“No, you fucking idiot!” I shouted.
I put on my clothes all huffily and then stomped out. Chuuya ran out even though he was naked. He had a really big you-know-what but I was too mad to care. I stomped out and did so until I was in Vampire’s office where he was having a meeting with Mori-san and some other people.
“VAMPIRE OSAMU, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!” I yelled. 
Chapter 8
AN: stop flassing ok! if u do den u r a prep!
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Everyone in the meeting stared at me and then Chuuya came into the room even though he was naked and started begging me to take him back.
“Horace, it’s not what you think!” Chuuya screamed sadly.
My friend B'loody Yosano Akiko smiled at me understatedly. She flipped her long soldier-length gothic black hair and opened her crimson eyes like blood that she was wearing contact lenses on. She had pale white skin that she was wearing white makeup on. Yosano was kidnapped when she was eleven. She worked for Mori during the war. She still has nightmares about it and she is very haunted and depressed. It also turns out her real last name is Smith and not Akiko. (Since she has converted to Satanism she is in the ADA not Port Mafia. )
“What is it that you desire, you ridiculous dimwit!” Mori demeaned angrily in his cold voice but I ignored him.
“Vampire, I can’t believe you cheated on me with Chuuya!” I shouted at him.
Everyone gasped.
I don’t know why Horace was so mad at me. I had went out with Vampire (I’m bi and so is Horace) for a while but then he broke my heart. He dumped me because he liked Britney, a stupid preppy fucker. We were just good friends now. He had gone through horrible problems, and now he was gothic. (Haha, like I would hang out with a prep.)
“But I’m not going out with Chuuya anymore!” said Vampire.
“Yeah fucking right! Fuck off, you bastard!” I screamed. I ran out of the room and into the Dragonhead where I had lost my virility to Chuuya and then I started to bust into tears. 
Chapter 9
AN: stop flaming ok! I dntn red all da boox! dis is frum da anime ok so itz nut my folt if fukazawa swers! besuizds I SED HE HAD A HEDACHE! and da reson moori dosent lik Dazai now is coz hes christian and vampire is a satanist! MCR ROX!
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I was so mad and sad. I couldn’t believe Chuuya for cheating on me. I began to cry against the building where I did it with Chuuya.
Then all of a suddenly, an horrible man with red eyes and a ushnaka and everything started flying towards me on a rat! He had a ushanka (basically like Fyodor in the anime) and he was wearing all black but it was obvious he wasn’t gothic. It was…… Fyodor!
“No!” I shouted in a scared voice but then Fyodor shouted “Crime and Punishment!” and I couldn’t run away.
“THE MYSTERY OF OTRANTO!” I shouted at him. Fyodor fell of his rat and started to scream. I felt bad for him even though I’m a sadist so I stopped.
“HORACE.” he yelled. “Thou must kill Vampire Osamu!”
I thought about Vampire and his sexah eyes and his gothic brown hair and how his face looks just like Keisuke Ueda. I remembered that Chuuya had said I didn’t understand, so I thought, what if Chuuya went out with Vampire before I went out with him and they broke up?
“No, Fyodor!” I shouted back.
Fyodor gave me a gun. “No! Please!” I begged.
“Thou must!” he yelled. “If thou does not, then I shall kill thy beloved Chuuya!”
“How did you know?” I asked in a surprised way.
Fyodor got a dude-ur-so-retarded look on his face. “I hath telekinesis.” he answered cruelly. “And if you doth not kill Vampire, then thou know what will happen to Chuuya!” he shouted. Then he flew away angrily on his rat.
I was so scared and mad I didn’t know what to do. Suddenly Chuuya came into the clearing.
“Chuuya!” I said. “Hi!”
“Hi.” he said back but his face was all sad. He was wearing white foundation and messy eyeliner kind of like a pentagram (geddit) between Joel Madden and Gerard Way.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“No.” he answered.
“I’m sorry I got all mad at you but I thought you cheated on me.” I expelled.
“That’s okay.” he said all depressed and we went back into the ADA together making out. 
Chapter 10
AN: if u donot lik ma story den fukk off! ps it turnz out b’loody yosano isn’t a ungifted afert al n she n vampire r evil datz y dey movd organizations ok!
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I was really scared about Fyodoor all day. I was even upset went to rehearsals with my gothic metal band Bloody Gothic Rose 420. I am the lead singer of it and I play guitar. People say that we sound like a cross between GRANRODEO, Mother Mother and MCR. The other people in the band are B’loody Yosano, Vampire, Chuuya, Kunikida (although we call him Diabolo now. He has black hair now with blue streaks in it.) and Ranpoe. Only today Chuuya and Vampire were depressed so they weren’t coming and we wrote songs instead. I knew Chuuya was probably (he wouldn’t die because he was a vampire too and the only way you can kill a vampire is with a c-r-o-s-s(there’s no way I’m writing that) or a steak) and Vampire was probably watching a depressing movie like The Bee Movie. I put on a black leather shirt that showed off my boobs and tiny matching miniskirt that said Simple Plan on the butt. You might think I’m a slut but I’m really not.
We were singing a cover of ‘Helena’ and at the end of the song I suddenly bust into tears.
“Horace! Are you OK?” B’loody Yosano asked in a concerted voice.
“What the fuck do you think?” I asked angrily. And then I said. “Well, Fyodor came and the fucking bastard told me to fucking kill Dazai! But I don’t want to kill him, because, he’s really nice, even if he did go out with Chuuya. But if I don’t kill Dazai, then Fyodor, will fucking kill Chuuya!” I burst into tears.
Suddenly Chuuya jumped out from behind a wall.
“Why didn’t you fucking tell me!” he shouted. “How could you- you- you fucking poser non-gifted bitch!” (c is dat out of character?)
I started to cry and cry. Chuuya started to cry too all sensitive. Then he ran out crying.
We practiced for one more hour. Then suddenly Fukazawa walked in angrily! His eyes were all fiery and I knew this time it wasn’t cause he had a headache.
“What have you done!” He started to cry wisely. (c dats basically nut swering and dis time he wuz relly upset n u wil c y) “Horace Chuuya has been found in his room.”
Chapter 11
AN: i sed stup flaming up prepz! c if dis chaptr is srupid!1111 it delz wit rly sris issus! sp c 4 urself if itz ztupid
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“NO!” I screamed. I was horrorfied! B’loody Yosano tried to comfort me but I told her fuck off and I ran to my room crying myself. Fukazawa chased after me shouting but he had to stop when I went into my room cause he would look like a perv that way.
Anyway, I started crying tears of blood. They got all over my clothes so I took them off and jumped into the bath angrily while I put on a Mitski song at full volume. I grabbed a steak and almost stuck it into my heart to commit suicide. I was so fucking depressed! I got out of the bathtub and put on a black low-cut dress with lace all over it sandly. I put on black high heels with pink metal stuff on the ends and six pairs of skull earrings. I couldn’t fucking believe it. Then I looked out the window and screamed… Moori was spying on me and he was taking a video tape of me! And Hitritsue was masticating to it! They were sitting on their segways.
“EW, YOU FUCKING PERVS, STOP LOOKING AT ME NAKED!” I screamed putting on a black towel with a picture of Marilyn Mason on it. Suddenly Vampire ran in.
“No Longer Human!” he yelled at Mori and Hiritso pointing his womb. I took my gun and shot Mori and Hitsue a gazillion times and they both started screaming and the camera broke. Suddenly, Fukaazawa ran in. “Horace, it has been revealed that someone has - NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” he shouted looking at Mori and Hitritsue and then he waved his sword and suddenly…
Ranpo ran outside on a segway and said everyone we need to talk.
“What do you know, Rampoe? You’re just a little ADA employee!”
“I MAY BE A ADA EMPLOYEE….” Ranpoe paused angrily. “BUT I AM ALSO A SATANIST!”
“This cannot be.” More said in a crisp voice as blood dripped from his hand where Fukuzuwu’s sword had stabbed him. “There must be other factors.”
“YOU DON’T HAVE ANY!” I yelled in madly.
Hiritsue held up the camera triumelephantly. “The lens may be ruined but the tape is still there!”
I felt faint, more than I normally do like how it feels when you do not drink enough blood.
“Why are you doing this?” Hitsue said angrily while he rubbed his dirty hands on his clook.
And then I heard the words that I had heard before but not from him. I did not know whether to feel shocked and happy or to bite him and drink his blood because I felt faint.
“BECAUSE…BECAUSE….” Ranpo said and he paused on the ground dramitaclly, waving his gun in the air. Then swooped he in singing to the tune of a gothic version of a song by 50 Cent.
“Because you’re goffic?” More asked in a little afraid voice cause he was afraind it meant he was connected with Satan.
“Because I LOVE HER!”
Chapter 12
AN: how du u no More iant kristian plus ranpo isn’t really in luv wif whorish dat was poe ok!
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I was about to stab again with the silver knife that Chuuya had given me in case anything happened to him. He had told me to use it valiantly against an enemy but I knew that we must both go together.
“NO!” I THOUGHT IT WAS RANMpoe but it was Vampire. He started to scream. “OMFG! NOOOOO! MY BANDAGES HURTS!” and then….. his eyes rolled up! You could only see his red whites.
I stopped. “How did u know?”
“I saw it! And my scars turned back into the lightning bolt!”
“NO!” I ran up closer. “I thought you didn’t have scars anymore!” I shouted.
“I do but Diabolo changed it into a pentagram for me and I always cover it up with foundation.” he said back. “Anyway my scar hurt and it turned back into the lightning bolt! Save me! then I had a vision of what was happening to Chuuya…………….Fyodoor has him bondage!”
Anyway I was in the ADA’s nurse’s office now recovering from my wounds. Moori and Hitsueand RAMPOE were there too. They were going to Port Mafia after they recovered cause you can’t have those fucking pervs working in a office with lots of hot gurlz. Fukazawa had constipated the cideo camera they took of me naked. I put up my middle finger at them.
Anyway Ranpo came into my hospital bed holding a bouquet of pink roses.
“Whorice I need to tell u somethnig.” he said in a v. serious voice, giving me the roses.
“Fuck off.” I told him. “You know I fucking hate the color pink anyway, and I don’t like fucked up preps like you.” I snapped. Ranpo had been mean to me before for being gottik.
“No Whorice.” Ranpo says. “Those are not roses.”
“What, are they goffs too you poser prep?” I asked cause I was angry that he had brought me pink roses.
“I saved your life!” He yelled angrily. “No you didn’t I replied.” “You saved me from getting a p- video made from your shower scene and being vued by Mori and Hitsue.” Who MASTABATED (c is dat speld rong) to it he added silently.
“Whatever!” I yelled angirly.
He pointed his gun at the pink roses. “These aren’t roses.” He suddenly looked at them with an evil look in his eye and muttered Well If you wanted Honesty that’s all you haD TO SAY! .
“That’s not an ability that’s an MCR song.” I corrected him wisely.
“I know, I was just warming up my vocal cordes.” Then he screamed. “Petulus merengo mi kremicli romacio(4 all u cool goffic mcr fans out, there, that is a tribute!)imo noto okayo!”
And then the roses turned into a huge black flame floating in the middle of the air. And it was black. Now I knew he wasn’t a prep.
“OK I believe you now wtf is Chewya?”
Rammpo rolled his eyes. I looked into the balls of flame but I could c nothing.
“U c, Whoce,” Fukuzuwu said, watching the two of us watching the flame. “2 c wht iz n da flmes(HAHA U REVIEWRS FLAMES GEDDIT) u mst find urslf 1st, k?”
“I HAVE FOUND MYSELF OK YOU MEAN OLD MAN!” Ranpo yelled. fUKUzawu lookd shockd. I guess he didn’t have a headache or else he would have said something back.
Rammpo stormed off back into his bed. “U r a liar, Fuckuzawa-San!”
Anyway when I got better I went back home and put on a black leather minidress that was all ripped on the ends with lace on it. There was some corset stuff on the front. Then I put on black fishnets and black high-heeled boots with pictures of Nagito on them. I put my hair all out around me so I looked like Misa from deathnote (if u don’t know who she iz ur a prep so fuk off!) and I put on blood-red lipstick, black eyeliner and black lip gloss.
“You look kawai, girl.” B'loody Yosano said sadly. “Fangs (geddit) you do too.” I said sadly too, but I was still upset. I cried again in my bathroom and put the shades on so Moore and Hitsu couldn’t spy on me this time. I went to some crime scenes. Vampire was in the Hair of Able Ability Humans. He looked all depressed because Chuuya had disappeared and he had used to be in love with Chuuya. He was sucking some blood from a civilian.
“Hi.” he said in a depressed way. “Hi back.” I said in an wqually said way.
We both looked at each other for some time. Dazai had beautiful red gothic eyes so much like Chuuyas. Then……… we jumped on each other and started screwing each other.
“STOP IT NOW YOU HORNY SIMPLETONS!” shouted Kyou-San who was watching us and so was everyone else.
“Vampire you fucker!” I said slapping him. “Stop trying to screw me. You know I loved Chuuya!” I shouted and then I ran away angrily.
Just then he started to scream. “OMFG! NOOOOO! MY SCARS HURTS!” and then….. his eyes rolled up! You could only see his red whites.
“NO!” I ran up closer.
“I thought you didn’t have scars anymore!” I shouted.
“I do but Diabolo changed it into a pentagram for me and I always cover it up with foundation.” he said back. “Anyway my scars hurt and then I had a vision of what was happening to Chuuya…………….Fyodoor has him bondage!”
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Chapter 13
AN: PREPZ STOP FLAMIGNG!
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Vampire and I ran up the stairs looking for Fukazawa. We were so scared.
“Fukazawa Fuukuzawu!” we both yelled. Fukazawa came there.
“What is it that you want now you despicable snobs?” he asked angrily.
“Fedyadoor has Chuuya!” we shouted at the same time.
He laughed in an evil voice.
“No! Don’t! We need to save Chuuya!” we begged.
“No.” he said meanly. “I don’t give a darn what Fyodor does to Chuuya. Not after how much he misbehaved in work especially with YOU WHORACE.” he said while he frowned looking at me. “Besides I never liked him that much anyway.” then he walked away. Vampire started crying. “My Chuuya!” he moaned.
“Its okay!” I tried to tell him but that didn’t stop him. He started to cry tears of blood. Then he had a brainstorm. “I had an idea!” he exclaimed.
“What?” I asked him.
“You’ll see.” he said. He took out his phone and googled a map. Then…… suddenly we were in Fedyodor’s lair!
We ran in with our guns out just as we heard a croon voice say. “Cream and Punishment!”
It was……………………………….. Fyodor! 
Chapter 14
PS im nut updating til u giv me 10 god revoiws!
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WARNING: SUM OF DIS CHAPTA IS XTREMLY SCRAY. VIOWER EXCRETION ADVISD.
We ran to where Fedor was. It turned out that Fyodor wasn’t there. Instead the skinny guy who killed Aktugawa was. Chuuya was there crying tears of blood. Vanya was torturing him. Vampire and I ran in front of Vanya.
“Rid my sight you despicable preps!” he shouted as we started shooting him with the gun he Then suddenly he looked at me and he fell down with a lovey-dovey look in his eyes. “HoraceIloveyouwiluhavesexwithme.” he said.
“Huh?” I asked.
”Horace I love you will you have sex with me?” asked Vanya. I started laughing crudely. “What the fuck? You torture my bf and then you expect me to fuck you? God, you are so fucked up you fucking bastard.” I said angrily. Then I stabbed him in the heart. Blood pored out of it like a fountain.
“Nooooooooooooo!” he screamed. He started screaming and running around. Then he fell down and died. I brust into tears sadly.
“Vanya what art thou doing?” called Fyodor. Then…… he started coming! We could hear his high heels clacking to us. So we got on our segways and we flew to the ADA. We went to my room. Vampire went away. There I started crying.
“What’s wrong honey?” asked Chuuya taking off his clothes so we could screw. He had a sex-pack (geddit cuz hes so sexah) and a really huge you-know-what and everything.
“Its so unfair!” I yielded. “Why can’t I just be ugly or plain like all da other girls and preps here except for B’loody Yosano because she’s not ugly or anything.”
“Why would you wanna be ugly? I don’t like the preps anyway. They are such fucking sluts.” answered Chuuya.
“Yeah but everyone is in love with me! Like Mori and Hiritsu took a video of me naked. Ranpoe says he’s in love with me. Vampire likes me and now even Vanya is in love with me! I just wanna be with you ok Chuuya! Why couldn’t Satan have made me less beautiful?” I shouted angrily. (an” don’t wory whorish isn’t a snob or anyfing but a lot of ppl hav told her shes pretty) “Im good at too many things! WHY CAN’T I JUST BE NORMAL? IT’S A FUCKING CURSE!” I shouted and then I ran away. 
Chapter 15
AN: stup flaming ok!
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“Horace Horace!” shouted Chuuya sadly. “No, please, come back!”
But I was too mad.
“Whatever! Now u can go anh have sex with Vampire!” I shouted. I stormed into my room and closed my black door with my blood-red key. It had a picture of Mary Shelley on it. She looked so sexy in a way that reminded me of Chuuya and Vampire. I started to cry and weep. Then I looked at my black GCwatch and noticed it was time to go to another case.
I put on a short ripped black gothic dress that said Anarchy on the front in blood red letters and was all ripped and a spiky belt. Under that I put on ripped black fishnets and boots that said L all over them with blood red letters. I put my ebony black hair out. Anyway I went downstairs feeling all sad and depressed as usual. I did sum advanced paper work. I was turning a report into a novel. Suddenly the novel turned to dAZAI!
“Whorice I love you!” he shouted sadly. “I dnot care what those fucker preps and posers fink. Ur da most beautiful girl in the world. Before I met you I used to want to commit suicide all the time. Now I just wanna fucking be with you. I fucking love you!.” Then……………. he started to sing “TRASH CANDY” (we considered it our song now cuz we fell in love when Ueda was singing it) right in front of the entire room! His singing voice was so amazing and gothic and sexxy like a cross between Ueda, Kisho, Hideya, Rui, and Ruki (AN: don’t u fink dos guyz r so hot. if u dnot no who dey r get da fuk out od hr!) .
“OMFG.” I said after he was finished. Some fucking preps stared at us but I just stuck up my middle fingers (that were covered in black nail polish and were entwined with Dazai’s now) at them. “I love you!” I said and then we started to kiss just like Scarlett (i fukin h8 dat bitch) and CG in Gone wit teh wind. Then we went away holding hands. Hitritsue shouted at us but he stopped cuz everyone was clapping by how sexy we looked 2gether. Then I saw a poster saying that MCR would have a concert in Yokohomo right then. We looked at each other all shocked and then we went 2gether. 
Chapter 16
AN:BTW fangz 2 britney5655 4 techin muh japnese!
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We ran happily to Yokohama. There we saw the stage where GC had played. We ran in happly. MCR were there playing ‘Helena’. I was so fucking happy! Gerard looked even sexier than he did in da pictures. I was wearing a black leather minidress and black leather platinum boots with red ripped fishnets. Chuuya was wearing a black baggy MCR t-shirt and black baggy pants. Anyway, we stated moshing to Helena. We frenched. We ran up 2 the front of the band to stage-dive. Suddenly, Gerard pulled off his mask. So did the others. We gasped. It wasn’t them at all. It was.,……………………….. Fedyodoor and da Dekade Angelz!
“Wtf Chuuya im not going to a concert wid u!” I shouted angrily. “Not after what happened to me last time? Even if its MCR n u no how much I lik them”
“What cause we…you know…” he gadgetted uncomfortbli cause guys don’t like to talk a bout you-know-what.
“Yeah cause we you know!” I yielded in an angry voice.
“We won’t do that again.” Chuuya promised. “This time, we’re going with an ESCORT.”
“OMFG wtf/ Are you giving into the mainstream?” I asked. “So I guess ur a prep or a Christina or what now?”
“NO.” he muttered loudly.
“R u becoming a prep or what?” I shootd angrily.
“Worace! I’m not! Pls come with me!” He fell down to his knees and started singing ‘Da world is black’ by GC to me.
I was flattened cause that’s not even a single, he had memorized da lyrks just 4 me!
“OK then I guess I will have to.” I said and then we frenched 4 a while and I went up 2 my room.
B’loody Yosano was standing there. “Hajimemashite gurl.” she said happily (she spex Japanese so do i. dat menz ‘how do u do’ in japanese). “BTW Kyoka that fucking poser got expuld. she failed al her missions and she missed work.”
“It serves that fuking bich right.” I laughed angrily.
Well anyway we where felling all deprezzed. We wutsched some goffic movies like Das niteMARE b4 xmas. “Maybe Kyoka will die too.” I said.
“Kawai.” B’loody Mair shook her head enrgtically lethrigcly. “Oh yeah o have a confession after she got fired I murdered her.”
“Kawai.” I commnted happily . We talked to each other in silence for da rest uv da movie.
“OH HEY BTw, im going to a concert with chewya tonight in Hogsmeade with mcr.” I sed. “ I need to wear like da hotset outfit EVA.”
B’Loody Yoosano Nodded ENREGeticALLlY. “Omfg totally lets go shopping.”
“In Hot Topic, right?” I asked, already getting out my spshcial Hot Topic Loiyalty carde.
“No.” My head snaped up.
‘WHAT?” my head spuin. I could not believe it. “B’Loody Yosano are u a PREP?”
“NOOOO!NOOOO!” She laughed. “I found some cool goffic stores near the ADA that’s all.”
“Hu told u abut them” I askd sure it would be Chewyu or Diabolo or Vampire(don’t even SAY that nam to me!). Or me.
“Fukuzuwu.” She sed. “Let me just call our segwys.”
“OMFFG FUKUZUWU?” I asked quietly.
“Yah I saw the map for Yokohama on his desk.” She told me. “Come on let’s go.”
We were going in a few punkgoff stores SPECIALLY for the concerts in Yokohama. The salesperson was OMG HOTTER THAN YUTA EXCEPT NOT CAUSE THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE and he gave me a few dresses. “We only have these for da real goffs.”
“Da real goffs?” Me and B’Loody Yosano asked.
“Yah u wouldn’t believe how many posers ther are in this town man! Yesterday Hitsue and moori tried to buy a goffic camera pouch.” He shook his head. “I dint even no they had a camera.”
“OMFG NO THEIR GONNA SPY ON ME AGAIN!” I cried, running out of the changing room wearing a long black dress with lots of red tulle coming out and very low-cut with a huge slit.
“Oh my satan you have to buy that outfit” The salesperson said.
“Yeah it looks totlly hot.” said B’Loody Yosano.
“You know what I am gona give it to you free cause u look really hot in that utfit. Hey are you gonna be at the concert tonight?” he asked.
“Yeah I am actually.” I looked back at him. “Hey BTW my name’s Whorace Wal’pol Ann TARA cliffe what’s yours?”
“Dost-kun.” He said and ran a hand through his black-dyed hair. “maybe I’ll see you there tonight.”
“Yeah I don’t think so cause I am going there with my bf chewyu you sick perv!” I yelled angrily, but before he could beg me to go with him, Ranpo flew in on his black segway looking worried. “OMFG WHORISH U NEED OT GET BACK INTO THE OFFICE NOW!” 
Chapter 17
AN: I sed stup flming da stryo! if ur a prep den dnot red it! u kin tel weder ur a prep or not by ma quiz itz on ma hompage. if ur not den u rok. if u r den FOOOOOK UFFFFFFFFFF! XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX420XXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Dost-kun gave us some clothes n stuff 4 free. He said he wud help us wif makeup if he wunted koz he was relly in2 fashin n stuff. Ranpoe kept shooting at us to cum back 2 dah ADA. “WTF Ranpoe?” I shouted angrily. “Fuck off you fjucking bastard.” Well anyway Kyoka came. Rampo went away angrily.
“Hey bitch you look kawaii.” she said.
“Yah but not as kawaii as you.” I answered sadly cause Kyoka’s really pretty and everything. She was wearing a short black corset-thingy with blood red lace on it and a blak blood-red miniskirt, leather fish-nets and black poiny boots that showed off how pale she wuz.
“So r u going 2 da concert wif Chuuya?” she asked.
“Yah.” I said happily.
Well anyway Chuuya and Diabolo came. They were both loking extremely hot and sexy and u could tell they thoufht I were 2. Diabolo was wearing a black t-shirt that said ‘420’ on it. He was wearing tons off makeup jus like Marylin Manson. Chuuya was wearing black leather pants, a gothic black GC t-shirt and black Vans he got from da Warped tower. B’loody Yo was going 2 da concert wif Dracola. Dracola used to be called sushi but it tuned out dat he was kidnapped at birth and his real family were vampires. They dyed in a car crash. Sushi converted to Satanism and he went goth. He was in Adanow. He was wearing a black Wurped t-shirt, black jeans and shoes and black hair wif red streekz in it. We kall him Dracula now. Well anyway we al went 2 Chhuya’s car that his dad Verlaine gave him. We did pot, coke and crak. Chuuya and I made out. We made fun of dose stupid fuking preps. We soon got there…….I gapsed.
Gerard was da sexiest guy eva! He locked even sexier den he did in pix. He had long raven blak hair n piercing blue eyes. He wuz really skinny and he had n amazing ethnic voice. We moshed 2 Helena and sum odder songz. Sudenly Gerard polled of his mask. So did the other membez. I gasped. It wasn’t Gerard at all! It was an ugly preppy man wif red eyes and a ushanka... Every1 ran away but me and Chuuya. Chuuya and I came. It was…….Fedyodoor and da Dekade Angelz!
“U moronic idiots!” he shooted angstily. “Worace, I told u to kill Vampire. Thou have failed. And now……….I shall kill thou and Chuuya!”
“No no please!” We begged sadly but he took out his knife.
Sudenly a gothic old man flu in on his segway. He had lung black hair and a looong black bread. He wus werring a blak robe dat sed ‘Megan thee stallion’ on da back. He shotted a ability and fyoodor ran away. It was…………………………………FUKUZUWU! 
Chapter 18
AN: I SED STUP FLAMMING! if u do den ur a fuken prep! ps da oder eson fuakazawa swor is koz he trin 2 be gofik so der!
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I woke up the next day in my coffin. I walked out of it and put on some black eyeliner, black eyesharrow, blood-bed lipstick and a black really low-cut leather dress that was all ripped and in stripes so you could see my belly. I was wearing a skull belly ring with black and red diamonds inside it.
(Da night before Chuuya and I rent back to the dorm. Fukuzawa chased Fyoodor away. We flew there on our segways. Mine was black and the tire-stuff was blood-red. There was lace all over it. Chuuya had a black MCR seggyway. We went back to our rooms and we had you-know-what to a cigarettes after sex song.)
Well anyway I went down to the Caffe. There all da walls were painted black and da tables were black too. But you fould see that there was pink pant underneath the black pant. And there were pastors of poser bands everywhere, like Ed Sheeran and One Direction.
“WTF!” I shouted going to sit next to B’loody Yosano and Kyoka. B’loody Mary was wearing a black leather mini with a Mitski t-shirt, black fishnets and black pointy boots. Kyoka was wearing a long gothic blak dress with blood red writing that was all lacy and came up to your thighs and black boots and fishnets. Vampire, Dracula and Chuuya came. We started to talk about who was sexier, Kensho Ono or Yuto Uemura or Yuta Kishimoto.
“Those guys are so fucking hot.” Sushi was saying as suddenly a gothic old man with a black beard and everything came. He was the same one who had chassed away Fyoodor yesterday. He had normal tan skin but he was wearing white foundation and he had died his hare black.
“……………….FUKUZAWA?1!” we all gasped.
“WTF?” I shouted angrily. “I thought he was just wearing that to scare Foedyor!”
“Hello everyone.” he said happily. “As u can see I gave the room a makeover. Whjat do u fink about it?”
Everyone from the poser table in dah guild started to cheer. Well we goths just looked at each other all disfusted and shook our heads. We couldn’t believe what a poser he was!1.
“BTW you can call me Yukichi.” HE CALLED AS WE LEFT to our classes.
“What a fucking poser!” Chuuya shouted angrily as we we to crime scene. We were holding hands. Vampire looked really jealous. I could see him crying blood in a gothic way (geddit, way lik Gerard) but I didn’t say anything. “I bet he’s havin a mid-life crisis!” Kyoka shouted.
I was so fucking angry. 
Chapter 19, im nut ok i promise
AN: plz stup flaming da story if u do ur a foken prep n ur jelous ok!11 frum noq un im gong 2 delt ur men reviowz!111
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All day we sat angerly finking about Fakazuwu. We were so fucking pissed off. Well, I had one thing to look forward too- da MCR concert. It had been postphoned, so we could all go.
Anyway, I went to the dorm room sadly to cut work. Chuuya was being all secretive.
I asked what it was and he got all mad me and started crying all hot and angsty
“No one fucking understands me!1” he shouted angrily as his black hare went in his big blue eyes like Billie Joe in Boulevard of Borken Dreamz. He was wearing black baggy paints, a black MCR t-shirt and a black die. (geddit insted of tie koz im goffik) I was wearing a blak leather low cut top with chains all over it all over it a blak leather mini, black high held boots and a cross belly fing. My hair was al up in a messy relly high bun like Amy Lee in Gong Under. (email me if u wana see da pik)
“Accuse me? What about me!” I growled.
“Buy-but-but-” he grunted.
“You fucking bastard!” I moaned.
“No! Wait! It’s not what it fucking looks like!” he shouted.
But it was to late. I knew what I herd. I ran to the bathroom angrily, cring. Chuuya banged on the door. I whipped and whepped as my blody eyeliner streammed down my cheeks and made cool tears down my feces like Benji in the video for Girls and Bois
I TOOOK OUT A CIGARETE END STARTED TO smoke pot.
Suddenly Rampo came. He had appearated.
“You gave me a fucking shock!” I shouted angrily dropping my pot. “Wtf do you fink you’re doing in da gurl’s room?”
Only it wasn’t just Rampo. Someone else was with him too! For a second I wanted it 2 b Dost-kun or maybe Chuuya but it was Fakuzawa.
“Hey I need to ask you a question.” he said, pulling out his black wanabe-goffik purse. “What are u wearing to the concert?”
“U no who MCR r!” I gasped.
“No I just saw there was a concert dat a lot of gothz and punx were going 2.” He said. “Anyway Chuuya has a surprise for u.” 
Chapter 20
AN: I sed I dnoty ker wut u fink! stof pflamin ok prepz!
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All day I wondered what the surprise was. Meanwhile, I pot on a blak ledder mini, a blak corset with urple lace stuff all over it, an black gothic compact boots. MCR were gong 2 do the concert again, since Fedydor had taken over the last one. I moshed 2 MCR in my bedroom all night, feeling excited. Suddenly someone knocked on the door while I was trying on sum black clothes and moshing to Radiohead. I gut all mad and turned it of, but sacredly I hopped inside dat it was Chuuya so we could do it again.
“Wut de fucking hell r u doing!” I shouted angrily. It was Hitsue! “
“No, actshelly (geddit, hell) kan I plz burrow sum condemns.” he growld angrily.
“no”
“Fuker.” He said, gong away.
Well anyway, I put on some black eyesharow, black eyeliner, and some black lipstick and white foundation. Then I went. Den I gasped…………………………………………………………….Morie and Hitsue were in da middle of da empty hall, doin it, and Yumeno was watching!1
“Oh my god you ludacris idiot!” they both shooted angrily when they saw me. Yumeno ran away crying. Dey got up, though. Normally I wood have ben turned on but both of them were fuking preps.
“WTF is that why u wanted condoms?” I asked sadistically. (c I speld dat)
“Only you wouldn’t give them to me!” Hitsue shouted angrily.
“Well you shoulda told me.” I replayed.
“You dimwit!.” Moore began 2 shoot angrily. And then………I took out my black camera and took a pic of them. U could see that they were naked and everything.
“Well xcuse me!” they both shouted angrily. “What was dat al about?”
“It wuz to blackmail u.” I snarked. “So now next time you see me doing it with my boyfriend you cant fuking rat me out or I’ll show dis to Fukuzuwoot. So fuck off, u bastards!” I started to run. They chased me but I threw my wound at them and dey tripped over it. Well anyway, I went outside and there was Vampire, looking extremely fucking hot.
“WTF where’d Chuuya?” I asked him.
“Oh he’s bein a fucking bastard. He told me he wouldn’t cum.” Vampire said shaking his hed. “U wanna cum with me? 2 the concert?”
Then….. he showed me his car. I gasped. It was a black car. He said his dogfather Soda saso… had given it 2 him. The license plate on the front sed MCR420 on it. The one on da back said ‘WHORE’ on it.
……….I gasped.
We flew to the concert hall. MCR were there, playing.
Vampire and I began 2 make out, moshing to the muzik. I gapsed, looking at da band.
I almost had an orgasim. Gerard was so fucking hot! He begin 2 sing ‘Helena’ and his sexah beautiful voice began 2 fill the hall. ……….And den, I heard some crrying. I turned and saw Chuuya, cryin in a corner. 
Chapter 21
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Later we all went in the orrfice. Chuuya was crying in da break room. “Chuuya are u okay?” I asked in a gothic voice.
“No I’m not u fuking bitch!” he shouted angrily. He stated to run out of the place in a suicidal way. I stated to cry cuz I was afraid.
“Its ok Whorice.” said Vampire comfortly. “Ill make him feel better.”
“U mean you’ll go fuck him wont you!” I shouted angrily. Then I ran 2 get Chuuya. Vampire came too.
“Chuuya please come!” he began to cry. Tears of blood came down his pail face. I wuz so turned on.
And den we saw Chuuya crying n bustin in2 tearz outside of da office.
“Chuuya!” I cried. “R u okay?”
“I guess though.” Chuuya weeped. We went back to our coffins frenching each other. Chuuya and I decided to watch A Silent Voice (c isnt da deprezzin) on the gothic red bed together. As I wuz about 2 put in the video, my eyes rolled up and suddenly I had a vision of something that was happening now. There was a knok on the door and Anglo and da Haunting Hounds walked into the office!1 
Chapter 22
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All day everyone talked about the Haunting Houndz. Well anyway, I woke up the next day. I was in my coffin so I opened the door. I was wearing blak lacey leather pajamas. Then I gasped.
Standing in front of me where………………. B;loody Yosano, Vampire, Diabolo, Chuuya, Dracula and Kyoka! I opened my crimson eyes. Willow was wearing a tight black leather top with pictures of bloody roses all over it. Under that she wart a black poofy skirt wit lace on it and black gothic boots that was attached to the top. Vampire was wearing a baggy Simple Plan t-shirt and baggy black pants and Vans. Chuuya was wearing a black MCR t-shirt and blak jeans and a leather jacket. He looked just likee Keisuke Ueda, and almost as fucking sexy. Vampire looked like Hideya Tawada. B’loody Yosano was wearing a tight black poofy gothic dress that she had ripped so it showed of all her clearage with a white apron that said ‘bich’ and other swear words and MCR lyrics on it kind of like one dress I had seen Amy Lee wear once. Darkness (who is Naomi) was there too. She was weaving a ripped gothic black dress with ripped stuff all over it and a lace-up top thing and black pointy boots. So were Tanizaki and Kenji. They all got so depressed that they became goffik and converted to Stanism.“OMFG” I yielded as I jumped up. “Why the fuck are u all here?”
“Worice something is really fucked up.” Chuuya said.
“OK but I need to put my fucking clothes on first.” I shouted angrily.
“It’s all right. We have to go now and you look kawaii anyway. Your so fucking beautiful.” Chuuya said in a sexy voice.
“Oh all right.” I said smiling. “But you have to tell me why your being all erective.”
“I will I will.” he said.
So I just put on some black eyeliner, black lipstick and red eyeshadow and white foundation. Then I came. We all went outside the caffe and looked in from a widow. A fucking prep called Britney from the guild was standing next to us. She was wearing a pink mini and a Ariana Grande t-shirt so we put up our middle fingers at her. Inside the cafe we could see Fukasawa. Anglo SakkaGucci was there shouting at FUkazawa. Terriko Okura was there too.
“THIS CANNOT BE!” she shouted angrily. “THE OFFICE MUST BE CLOSED!”
“THE BARK LORD IS PLANNING TO KILL THE EMPLOYEES!” yelled Anglo SakaGucci.
“YOU ARE NOT FIT TO BE THE PRESIDENT ANY LONGER!” yelled Terriko. “YOU ARE TOO OLD AND YOUR ALZHEIMERS IS DANGEROUS! YOU MUST RETRY OR FYODOR WILL KILL YOUR EMPLOYEES!”
“Very well.” Fukazawa said angrily. “Butt we cannot do this. We can’t close the office There is only one person who is capable of killing Fyodor and she is in the office. And her name is…………………………………………………………………..Horace Walpole Ann Rad cliffe.”
Chuuya, Tanizaki, Kenji, Darkness, Kyoka, Vampire and B’loody Yosano looked at each other………I gasped.
Chapter 23
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The door opened and Terriko and Anglo SakaGucci stomped out angrily. Then Fuukzawu and Terriko sawed us.
“MR. WAY WHAT THE BEEP ARE YOU DOING!” Terriko shouted angrily. Fukazawa blared at her.
“Oops she made a mistake!” he corrupted her. “She means hi everybody cum in!”
Well we all came in angrily. So did all the other employees. I sat between Darkness and Chuuya and opposite B’loody Yosano. Tanizaki and Kenji started 2 make some morbid jokes. They both looked exactly like Ville Vollo. I eight some ramen and drank som blood from a cup. Then I herd someone shooting angrily. I looked behind me it was………Vampire! He and Chuuya were shooting at eachother.
“Vampire, Chuuya WTF?” I asked.
“You fucking bustard!” yelled Chuuya at Vampire. “I want to shit next to her!1”
“No I do!” shouted.
“No she doesn’t fucking like u, you son of a bitch!” yelled Chhuya.
“No fuck you motherfucker she laves me not you!” shouted Vampire. And then……………… he jumped on Chhuya! (no not in dat way u perv) They started to fight and beat up each other.
Fukazawa yelled at them but they didn’t stop. All of a sudden…… a terrible man with red eyes and a ushanka flew in on his rat. He had a ushanka and was wearing a gray robe. All the glass in the window he flew thru fell apart. Britney that fucking prep started to cry. Vampire and Chuuya stopped fighting….I shopped eating….Everyone gasped. Da room fell silent………………….Fedyador!
“Whorice…..Horace…….” Darth Valer sed evilly in his raspy voice. “Thou havfe failed ur mission. Now I shall kill thou and I shall kill Vampire as well. If thou does not kill him before then I shall kill Chuuya too!”
“Plz don’t make me kill him plz!” I begged.
“No!” he laughed crudely. “Kill him, or I shall kill him anyway!” Then he flew away cackling.
I bust into tears. Chuuya and Vampire came to contort me. Suddenly my eyes rolled up so they looked all cool and gothic. I had a vision were I saw some lighting flash and then Fedyorat coming to kill Chuuya.
“No!” I screamed sexily. Suddenly I locked up and stopped having the vision.
“Horace Horacey aure you alright?” asked Chuuya in a worried voice.
“Yeah yeah.” I said sadly as I got up.
“Everyfing’s all right Whorice.” said Vampire all sensetive.
“No its not!” I shouted angrily. Tearz of blood went down my face. “OMFG what if I’m getting possessed like in Da Ring 2!”
“Its ok gurl.” said B’loody Yosano. “Maybe u should ask Kiyou about what the visions mean though.”
“Ok bich.” I said sadly and den we went. 
Chapter 24
AN: prepz stup flaming da story ur jus jelous so fuk u ok go 2 hel!
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Well we had a meeting next so I got to ask Kyou about the visions.
“Konnichiwa everybody come in.” said Kyou-San in Japanese. She smelled at me with her gothic black lipstick. She’s da coolest fucking executive ever. She had long dead black hair with blood red tips and red eyes. (she n b’loody Yosno get along grate) She’s really young for a executive. 2day she was wearing a black leather top with red lace and a long goffik black ripped dress. We went inside the black workroomm with pastors of Doja Cat. I raced my hand. I was wearing some black naie Polish with red pentagrams on it.
“What is it Horace?” she asked. “Hey I love ur nail polish where’d u get it, Hot Topik?”
“Yeah.” I answered. All the preps who didn’t know what HT was gave me weird looks. I gave them the middle finger. “Well I have to talk to you about some fings. When do you want to due it?”
“Ho about now?” she asked.
“OK.” I said.
“OK meeting fucking dismissed every1.” Kyou-San said and she let every1 go. “Except for you Britney.” she pointed at Britney and sum other preps. “Please do exorcize (geddit) edits on page 3.”
“OK I’m having lotz of visions.” I said in a worried voice. I’m so worried is Chuuya gong 2 die.
Well she gave me a black cryptal ball to lock in. I looked at it.
“What do you c?” she asked.
“I said I see a black gothic skull and a pentagram.”
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. I looked at it. It was Chuuya. He was looking really sexy wearing a black leather facet, a black gothic Linkin Park t-shirt and blak Congress shoes.
“Okay you can go now, see ya cunt.” said Killyou.
“Bye bitch.” I said waving.
I went to Chuuya and Vampire was sitting next to him. We both followed Chuuya together and I was so exhibited. 
Chapter 25
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I was so excited. I fellowed Chuuya wandering if we where going 2 do it again. We went outside and then we went onto Chuuya’s red motorcycle.
“Horace what the fuck did Profesor Kyou say.” whispered Chuuya potting his gothic whit hand with bvlak nail polish on mine.
“She said she would tell me what the visions meant torromow.” I grumbled in a sexy voice. He took out a heroin cabaret and spiked it, and gave it to me to spork. He started to fly the motorcycle into a tree. We went to the top of it. Chuuya put on some MCR.
“And all the things that you never ever told me And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me.” sang Gerard’s sexy voice. We started tiling of each other’s cloves fevently. He took of my blak thong and my black leather bar. I took of his black boxers. Then……………………… he put his trobbing you-know-what in my tool sexily.
“OMFG Chuuya Chuuya!” I screamed having an orgism. We stated frenching passively. Suddenly………… I fell asleep. I started having a dream. In it a white guy was shooting two goffik men.
“No! Please don’t fucking kill us!1” they pleaded but he just kept shooting them. He ran away in a red car.
“No! Oh my fucking god!11” I shouted in a scared voice.
“Whorace what’s wrong?” Chuuya asked me as I woke up opening my icy blue eyes.
I started to cry and tears of blood went down my face. I told Chuuya to call Vampire. He did it with his blak Likin Park mobile. Butt the worst thing was who the ppl who were shot in the dream where……………………… Verlaine and Soda!111 
Chapter 26
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A few mutates later Vampire came 2 da tree. He was wearing a blak leather jackson, black leather pants and a Nirvana t-shirt.
“Hi Vampire.” I said flirtily as I started to sob. Chuuya hugged me sexily tryont to comfrot me. I started to cry tears of blood and then told them what happened.
“Oh fuck it!” Vampire shouted angrily. He4 started to cry sadly. “What fucking dick did that!”
“I don’t know.” I said. “Now come on we have 2 tell Fukazawu.”
We ran out of the tree and in2 da office. Fakuzuwa was sitting in his office.
“Sire are dads have been shot!” Chuuya said while we wipped sum tears from his white face. “Whorish had a vision in a dreem.”
Fukuzuwu started to cockle. “Hahahaha! And How due u aspect me to know Horace’s not divisional?”
I glared at Fukazawa.
“Look motherfucker.” he said angrily as Fukazawa gasped (c is da toot of crakter). “U know very well that I’m not decisional. Now get some fucking ppl out there to look for Soda and Verlaine- pornto!”
“Okay.” he said in a intimated voice. “Were are they?”
I fought about it. Then all of a sudden….. “Toykio.” I said. I told him which street. He went and called some people and did some stuff. After a few mistunes he came back and said people were going out looking for them. After a while someone called him again. He said that they had been found. Chuuya, Vampire and I all left to our rooms together. I went with Chuuya to wait in the nurses office. We looked at each other’s gothic, derperessed eyes. Then, we kissed. Suddenly Soda and Verlaine came in on stretchers……………………….and Killyou was behind them!1
Chapter 27, vampirz wil never hurt u
AN: u no wut!111 I dnot giv a fok wut u prepz fink abot me!1111 so stup flaming da foking story bichez!1111
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Every1 in the room stated to cry happly- I had saved them. Chuyu, Verlaine, Soda bond Vampire all came to hug me. The nurse started to give them medicine.
“Cum on Whorish.” said Kyou. She was wearing a gothic blak leader dress with a corset top and real vampir blood on it and fuking black platinum boots. “I have to tell you the fucking perdition.”
I locked at Verlaine, Sodas, Chew and Vampire. They nodded.
I smelled happily and went into a dark room. I had changed Killyou-San took out some black cards. She started to look into a black crucible ball. She said……………………… “Tara, I see drak times are near.” She said badly. She peered into da balls. “You see, you must go back in time.” She took out a Time-Toner like B’loody Yosano had. “When Fedodor was in Mutha rUSSIA before he became powerful he gut his hearth borken. Now do you fink he would still become Fedyadoor if he was in love?” I shook my head. “U must go back in time and sedouce him. It is the only way. If he is still evil then you must kill him. You can come to my room tomorrow and you can do it.”
“Okay.” I said sadly. We did dethz tuch sin. I went outside again sadly.
“What fucking happened?” asked Chuuya and Vampire.
“Yeah what happened?” asked Darkness, Kyoka and Boldy Yosano?
I was about to tell them butt every1 was there. They were celebrating Verlaine and Oda being fond. Everyone was proud of me butt I jut wonted 2 talk 2 Chuuya. They were cheesing my name and some reporters were there, trying to interview Fuukzaawa. A banner was put up. Lotz of fucking prepz were there oviously tring 2 be b goffik wering the HIM sign on their handz- depite them not having akshelly heard of him. Even the Bald Guy looked happy. A blak and red cake had been brought out. Tanizaki and Kengee set up some fireworx in the shape of skulls..
I put on my coke with Vampire and Chuuya and we sneaked outside 2gether. 
Chapter 28
AN: I sed stop gflmaing da story it wuz a miskat wen profsor relory sed dat ok!11111111 GO 2 FOKENG HELL!1111 U SUK!
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We went in2 a blak room. The wallz were blak with portraits of gothic bands lik MCR, GRAN RODEOR and teh GAZette all over them. A big black coffin was in the middle. Red vevlet lined da blak box. There were three chairs made of bones with real skullz in dem. I wuz wearing a blak corset bar wif purple stuff on it, fishnet suckings and a blak leather thong underneath.
I sat down one of da chairs dispersedly. So did Chewyu and Vampire.
“Are you okay?” Vampir asked potting his albastard hand on mine. He was wearing black nail polish. I was wearing blak nail polish with red crosses on it.
“Yah I guess.” I said sadly. Chewya also pot his hand on mine sexily. I smiled sadly with my blak lipstick. “The problem is……………………….I have to seduce Fedyoda. Ill have 2 go bak in time”
Chuuya started to cry sadly. Vampire hugged him.
“Itz okay Whoace.” he said finally. “But what about me? Ur not gonna brake up or anyfing, are you?”
“Of coarse not!” I gasped.
“Really?” he asked.
“Sure.” I said.
We frenched sexily. Vampire looked at us longingly.
Then………… I took off Chuuya’s MCR shrift and seductvely took of his pants. He was hung lik a stallone. He had replaced the Vampire tattoo that said Whorish on it. Black roses were around it. I gasped. Vampire took a vido camera. (I had sed it wuz ok b4).
I took of my clothes den we were in 4 da rid of r lif.
We started freching as we climbed into the cofin. He put his spock in my you-know-what and passively we did it.
“I love you Whorace. Oh let me feel u I need 2 feel u.” he screamed as we got an orgasm. We watched Vampire filmed everything perfectly. Suddenly………………………….
“WHAT THE FUCK R U DOING!”
It was………………………….Moorie and Kyou-San!111 
Chapter 29
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“Oh my satan!1” we screamed as we jamped out of da coffin. More and Kyou-San started to shoot at us angrily.
“CUM NOW!1!” Preacher Kyou yielded. We did guiltily. We left the room putting on our clothes. Moore garbed the caramel and put it in his pocket.
“Hey what the fuck!111” Vampire shooted angrily.
“Yeah buster what the fuck are u going to do with the fucking camera?” Chuuya demonded all protective, looking at me Longley with his gothic red eyes. “Look, Fukzuwa noes your little secret and if u do dis again, then u will go to St Mango’s. So give back da camera!1111”
Hahahaha the Hunting Houndz thinks he is crazy there is no way dey wil believe him. Moore laughed meanly.
“Yes so shut your mputh you inlosent fools!” yelled Kyou-San. She made us cum into a weird room with white stones all around it. There were all these werid tools in it. Chuuya started to cry all sexy and sexitive (geddit koz hes a sexbom).
I started to cry tearz of blood. Vampire took out a black honkerchief and started to wipe my red eyes.
And then……………….. he and Moore both took out guns. They started to shoot each other angrily. Non of the ballots gut on eachodder yet. I took out my gun.
“Castle of Udolpho!” I shouted. More stated 2 scram he dropd da gun. But it was too late. Both of them had run out of ballets. I STOPPED DA ABILITY. Killyou-San did a ability so that we were all chained up. She took out a box of tools. Den she said “OK Orgy I’m going 2 go now.” She left. More started to laugh evilly. Vampire started to cry.
“It’s ok Whoice.” said Chuuya. “Evergreen will be all right. Remember the cideo u took of Moorii.”
Mori laughed again. And then...he took out some whips!1!1111
Chapter 30
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“No!11” we screamed sadly. More stated loafing meanly. He took out a kamera anvilly. Then…………………… he came tords Chawu!1! He took sum stones out of his poket. He put da stones around Chuuya and nit a candle.
“What the fuck r u doing!” I shooted arngrily. Moore laughed meanly. He polled down his pants. I gasped- there was a Rat Mark on his you-know-wut!11!
He waved his gun and a nife came. He gave da knife 2 me.
“U must stab Vrompire.” he said to me.
“No you fucking bastrad!1” I yielded.
But den Chuuya looked at me sadly with his evil goffik red eyes dat looked so depressant and sexy. He lookd exactly like a pentragram (lol geddit koz im a satanist) between Kurt Cobain and Ueda. But then I looked at Vampire and he looked so smexy too wif his goffik black hair. I thought of da time when we screwed and the time I did it with Chuuya and Fuukzawu came. Miro laughed angrily. He started to prey to Fyodoor. He started to do an incapacitation dancing around the stokes whipping Chuuya and Vampire. Suddenly an idea I had. I clozd my eyes and using my vampire powers I sent a telepathetic massage to Chewya and Vampire so they would destruct Mori.
“Fuukzau will get u!” Chuuya shooted.
“Yah just wait ubtil da Government find out!11” Vampire yelled. Meanwhile I took out my gun.
“You ridiculus dondderhed!111” Moorrii yielded.
“Castle of mystery!” I shited pointing my wound. Mooree scremed and started running around da room screming. Meanwhile I grabed my blak mobile and sent a txt 2 Soda. I stopped doing castle of mystery.
“You dunderhed!111 Im going to kill-” shooted Moore but suddenly Mori came.
Moorie put the whip behind his bak. “Oh hello Sev I wuz just teaching them sumthing.” he lied. But suddenly Veerlane and Profesor Kyou came in2 da room and they and Soda unlocked the chains and put dem around More. Then Kyou-San said ‘Come on Horace let’s go.” 
Chapter 31
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“I always knew u were on Fyodor’s side, you sun of a bitca (bufy rox!111).” Soda said 2 Mori.
“No I’m not I was teaching them somefing!1” More clamed.
“Oh fucking yeah?” I took some blak Redbull out of my poket and gave it to Mori. He made Mori dirnk it. He did arngrily. Then Verlaine took out a tape recorder and started playing it. Then Killyou-san and Verlaine made us get out wif them while Mori told his secretes. Verlaine took Vampure and Chuuya to the nurse after thanking me a millon times. Kyou-San took me to a dark room. Now I wuz going to go back in time to sedouce Fedydor. Moving posters of MCR and Nrivana were all over. Akiko, Darkness and Kyoka came too. B’loody Yosano gave me a blak bag from Dost-kun’s store.
“Whatz in da bag?” I asked Kyou-San.
“U will c.” she said. I opened thee bag. In it was a sexy tite low-smut black leather gothic dress. It had red korset stuff and there was a silt up da leg. I put it on. My frendz helped me put on blak fishnetz and blak pointy boots Kyoka had chosen. Kyoka and Darkness helped me put on black eyeliner and blod-red lipshtick.
“You look fucking kawaii, bitch.” B’loody Yosano said.
“Fangs.” I said.
“Ok now you’re going to go back in tim.” said Killyou-San. “U will have to do it in a few sessionz.” She gave me a blak gun. I put it in a strap on my fishnetz like in Redisnet Evill. Then she gave me a black time-tuner. “After an hour use da time torner to go back here.” Kyou-Sam said. Then she and B’loody Yosano put a Pensive in front of me. Every1 went in front of it.
“Good luk!1” Everryone shooted. Darkess and Kyoka gave me deth’s touch sin. Then……….. I jumped sexily in2 da Pensive.
Suddenly I was in fornt of teh office. In front of me wuz one of da sexiest goth guyz I had ever seen. He was wering long blak hair, kinda like Yuta Kishimoto only black. He had violent eyes like Akira Ishida and pale whit skin. He wuz wearing a blak ripped up suit wif Vans. It was……………………. Fedya Dostoyvestkey!1111 
Chapter 32
AN: I sed stup fflaming I no his nam iznt tom bodil dat wuz a mistak!1111 if u dnot lik de story den u kan go skrew urself!11111 U SUK!111111
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“Hi.” I said flirtily. “Im Whorish Cliff da new employee.” I shok my pale handz wif their blak noil polish wif him.
“Da name’s Fedya.” he said. “But u kan call me Satan. Datz ma middle nam”
We shok hands. “Well come on we have 2 go upstairs.” Satan said. I followed him. “Hey Satan……..do u happen to be a fan of Gren Day?” (sinz mcr and evinezenz dont exist yet den) I asked.
“Oh my fuking god, how did u know?” Satan gasped. “actually I like gc a lot too.”(geddit coz gc did that song I just wanna live that’s ounded really 80s)
“omg me too!” I replied happily.
“guess what they have a concert in Leningrad.” satan whispered.
“Leningrad?” I asked.
“yeah that’s what they used to call it in these time before it became St.Petersburg in 1991.” he told me all sekrtivly. “and theres a really cool shop called Hot-“
‘topic!” I finshed, happy again.
He froned confusedly. “noo its called Hot Ishoo.” He smiled skrtvli again. “then in 1998 dey changd it to hot topic.” he moaned.
“ohh.” now everything was making sense for me. “so is Fukuzawa your President?” I shouted.
“uh-huh.” he looked at his black nails. “im in ada’”
“OMfG SHME TOO!” I SHRIEDKED.
“u go to this orrfice?” he asked.
“yah that’s why im here im NEW.” I SMELLED HAPPili.
Suddenly Fukuzuwa flew in on his sexway and started shredding at us angrily. “NO TALKING IN THE STREETS!” he had short grey hair and was wearing a polo shirt from Amrikan ogle outfters. “STUPID GOFFS!”
satan rolled his eyes. “his so mean to us goffs and punks just becose we’re in ada and we’re not preps.”
I turned around angrily. “actually I fink mebe its becos ur da barke lord.”
“wtf?” he asked angrily.
“oh nuffin.” I said sweetly.
then suddenlyn………………. the floor opened. “OMFG NO I SCEAMED AS I FEEL DOWN. everyone looked At ME weirdly.”
“hey where r u goin?” satan asked as I fell.
I got out of the hole n it was bak in the pensive in Kyou-San’s office. Fukyouzawa wuz dere. “Fuukzawu I think I just met u.” I said.
“oh yeah I rememba that.” Fukazawuua said, trying to be all goffik.
Killyou came in. “hey dis is my office wait wtf Whorice what da hell r u doing?”
”um.” I looked at her.
“oh yeaH I forgot bout that.”
“wth how?” I screamed forgetting she was a executive for a second. but shes a goff so its ok.
Killyou-San looked sad. “um I was drinking wine.” she started to cry black tears of depression. Fuukzawu didn’t know about them.
“hey r u crying tears of blood?” he asked curiously, tuching a tear.
“fuck off!” we both said and Fukuzawua took his hand away.
Kyou-San started crying again in her chair, sobbing limpid tears. “omfg Whorish…I think im addicted to wine.”
AN: SEE U FOKKING PREPZ GO FOK URSELXXZ DATZ SERUS ISSUZ 2O GO 2 HELL!1111112 
Chapter 33
AN: I sed shut up itz nut my folt ok if u don’t lik da story den ur a prep so fuk u flamerz!1111 ps im nut updating ubtil u giv me fiv god reviewz nd diz tim I men it!111111 U SUK!1111 XXXXXXXXXXXXX420XXXXXXXXXXXXXX
“Oh my fuking god!1” I shooted sadly. “Shud we get u 2 St Manga’s, bitch?”
“Hel no!” she said. “Lizzen Whorce, I need ur help. Nex tim u go bak in tim, do u fink u kod ask Fedya Vestkey 4 sum help?”
“Sure I said sadly. I went outside the door. Chuuya was there!111 He wuz wearing a big blak GRAN RODEO tshit which wuz his panamas.
“Hey Sexxy.” I said.
“How’d it go WHorsh?” he asked in his voice was so sexy and low kinda like Kaisuke Ueda when hes talking.
“Fine.” I reponded. We stared 2 go bak in2 da appartment.
“How far did u go wif Satan?” Chewyu asked jealously.
“Not 2 far, lol.” I borked.
“Will you hav to do it with him?” Chhuya asked angstily.
“I hop not 2 far!111” I shouted angrily. Den I felt bad 4 shooting at him. I said sorry. We frenched.
My cloves were kinda drity so I pot on a blak leather outfit fingie kinda like da 1 Suelene haz in Undreworld. (if u haven’t herd of it den FUK U!111) . I put on some blak platform high heelz. Chawyu put on ‘desolition liverz’ by MCR. Den………………………………………….we storted 2 take of eachotherz clozez. I tok of his shit nd he had a six-pak, lolz. We started 2 mak out lik in Da Grudge. He pot his wetnes in my u-know-what sexily. I gut an orgy.
“Oh Chhuya!111111!1 Oh mi fuking gud Chuuya!1111” I screemed passively as he got an eructation.
“I luv u TaWhoree.” he whispred sexily and den we fel aspleep lol.
Chapter 34
AN: SHOT DA FOK UP PREPZ!1111 hav u even red de story!11 u r proly al just prepz nd posrs so FUK U!111
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I wook up in da coffin de next day. Chuuya waz gone. I got up and put on a blak tight sexah drsss that was all ripped at da end. There wuz red korset stuff going up da fornt and da bak and it came up 2 my knees. There wuz a slit in da dress lik in mr & mr simth. I pot on ripped blakfishnets and blak stilton bo-ots. Suddenly…………………. Soda cocked on da door. I hopened it.
“Hi Horice.” he said. “Gezz wut u have 2 cum 2 Killyou-San’s office.”
“Ok.” I said in a deprezzd voice. I had wanted to fuk Chuuya or maybe lessen to MCR or Evonezcence. I came anyway.
“So what the fuck happened 2 Morie and Hitsue?” I asked Soda flirtily.
“I fucking tortured them.” he answered in a statistic way. “They r in Mortso now, lol.”
I laughed evilly.
“Where r Chuuya and Vampira?” I muttered.
“Dey are xcused form wrook 2day.” Sodomize moaned sexily. “Rite now they are watching Da Nigtmare b4 Xmas.”
We went into da office. Killyou-Sanr was there. She was wearing a goffik blak dress that was all ripped all over it kinda lik da one Amy Lee wears in this pic
( http/ She wuz drinking some wine.
She took out da Pensiv and the time-torner.
“Whorish, you will have to do anozzer session now. Also I need u to get me da cure 4 being adikited.” she said sadly. “Good luck. Fangz!”
And then……….I jumped into the Prinsive again. Suddenly I looked around……………I was in da Mutha Russa drinking vodka. It was mourning. I was sitting next to Satan. On a table was a tall gottik man wif long blak hair, pail skin and blue eyes wering a suit and blak Cronvrese shoes. He looked just like Charlyn Manson. I noticed……he was drinking a portent.
“Whose he!11” I asked.
“Oh, datz Doktor Slutborn.” Satan said. “He’s da forensiks guy…………..Horace?”
“Yah?” I asked.
“Did u know dat Marylin Mason is playing in Leningrad tonight? And they r showing The Exercise at da movies b4 dat.”
“Yah?”
“Well…...want 2 go 2 da contort and da movie wif me?” 
Chapter 35, gost of u
AN: fangz 2 suzi 4 da idea!1 u rok! fuk of prepz!11111111 fangz 2 raven 4 di help u rok gurl!1 ps im gong 2 end da stroy rlly sun so FUK U!111 oh yah nd if u no eny gofik namz plz tel me koz I ned 1 4 serius!1 fangz.
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I went in2 da brake room finking of Satan. Suddenly I gasped………………..Chuya wuz there!111
I grasped. He locked as hut as eva werring blak ledder pants, a blak Lonken Prak t-shrit and blak eyeliner.
“Chuuya what da fuk r u dong!111111” I gosped.
“Huh?” he asked. Then I remembred. It wuzn’t Chuuya. It was Verlaine!1 He stil had two arms.
“Oh hi Verlaine!1” I sed. “Im Whorice the new employee lol we shook handz.”
“Yah Satan told me abot you.” Verlane said. He pinted to a groop of sexxxy gottik guyz. They where siting in a corner reeding. It wuz Soda, Vampire’s dad and………………Mori! All of them were wearing blak eyeliner and blak Sund Gardan band shirts. “Lizzen I’m in a goth band wif those guys.” he said. “Were playing 2nite at da Marylin Mason show as back-up.
ORLY I ESKED.
“Yeah.” he said. “Were calld XBlakXTearX. I play teh gutter. Sigma balls plays da drums” he said ponting to him. “Mori plays the boss. And Bram plays the guitar to even fo we call him Samaro, after Samara in da ring.”
“Hey bastards.” I told them they gave me Dethz tuch sin. Suddenly I gasped again. “But don’t u have a lead singer!” I asked. Verlaine looked dawn sadly.
“We uzd to but she did.”
“Oh my fuking god!11 Datz so fuking sad!1” I gasped.
“Its okay but we need a new led snigger.” Samaro said.
“Wel………..I said Im in a bnad myself.”
“Rilly?” asked More. I cudnt belive it. He used 2 b goffik!111
“Yeah were called Blody Gothik Rose 420. Do u wanna hr me sing?”
Yeah said everyone. So the guys tok out der guitarz. They began to pay a song bi Gurn Day.
“I wok dis empt stret on da bolevrad of broken dremz.” I sang sexily (I dnot own da lyrikz 2 dat song).. Every1 gasped.
“Whoricey? Will u join da band? Plz!1” begged Verlaine, Samoro, Soda and More.
“Um…….ok.” I shrugged. “Are we gong to play tonight?”
“Yah.” they said.
“Ok.” I said but I new dat I had 2 get a new outfit. I walked outside wondering how I kud go forward in time. Suddenly someone jumped in fornt of me. It wuz…..Mushy Tarot!1 He was wering a blak bnad tshrit and blak bagy jeans.
“What da hell r u dong here!11” I asked.
“I wil help u go frowad in tim Whorice.” he said siriusly Den……….he took out a blak tim machine. I went in2 it and……………………..sudenly I wuz forward in tim!111 
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I loked around in a depresed way. Suddenly I saw Kyou-San. B’lody Yosano, Socrates and Chuuya, Vampire and Kyoka were their to.
“OMFG Soda I saw u nd Samaro and More nd everyone!11111 I kant beleev More uzd 2 b goffik!111111”
“Yah I no.” Soda said sadly.
“Oh hey there bitch.” Kyou-San said in an emo voice dirnking some wine.
Hi fuker.” I said. “Lizzen, Satan asked me out to a gottik cornet and a movie so I need a sexah new outfit for da date. Also I’m playng in a gothic band so I need an ootfit for that too.”
“Oh my satan!1” (geddit lolz koz shes gofik) gasped B’lody Yosano. “Want 2 go to Hot Topik to shop 4 ur outfit?”
“OMFS, letz have a groop poetree session!11” said Kyou-San.
“I can’t fucking wait 4 dat but we need 2 get sum stuff first.” said Kyoka.
“Yah we need sum portions for Kyou-San so she wont be adikted 2 wineanymore nd also………….sum luv potion 4 Whorice.” Chewyeah said resultantly.
“Well we have wok now.” Kyoka said so let’s go.
We went sexily to work. But More wasn’t there. Instead there was…………………………………………Anglo Suckyougucci!11111
“Hey where the fuck is Fukazawa!111” Chuuya shouted angrily.
“STFU!1” shooted Anglo SuckyouGucci. “He is in Moreso now wif More and Hitritsue he is old and week he has kancer. “Now do ur work!111”
My friendz and I talked arngrily.
“Can you BELEVE More used to be gottik!1” Vampire asked surprisedly.
“DATZ IT!11” ANGLE GUCCI SHOOTED ARNGRILY. “IM GETTING TERRIBLE-SAN!111”
He stomped out angrily.
Mi frendz and I began talking again. I began to drink some blod mixed wif beer. Suddenly I saw Ranpo in da cupboard.
“WTF is he doing?” I asked. Then I looked at Chuuya. He wuz wearing tonz of eyeliner nd he locked shexier den eva. Suddenly……………“RAMPOE WUT DA FOK R U DOING!11” he shooted.
I looked around…………….Rampnpoe wuz putting sumfing in my glass of blod!11 Chewya and Vampire started 2 beat him up sexily.
“God u r such a posr!1” I shooted at Ranpo. Suddenly I looked ar what he was putting in da blood. It was………………creme soda!111 
Chapter 37
AN: OK EVRYBODY IM GONG ON VOCATION ON DA FRIST OF JULY SO IM EEDER GONNA END DA FIK OR UPDAT IT IN WEEX. fangz!1 oh yah nd prepz stop flaming sa story!
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Vampire and I chaind Ranpoe 2 da floor.
“Oh mi fucking satan!11” Whorice said. She wuz so hot. “Maybe I cud uze cream soda 2 make Satan foll in love wif me faster!1”
“But u r so sexy and wonderful aneway Tata,” said Vampire. “Why would u need it?”
“To make everyfing go faster lol.” said Whorish.
“But you wont have to do it wif him or anyfing, will u?” I asked jelosly.
“OMFG u guyz r so scary!11” said Britney, a fucking prep.
“Shut the fuk up!1” said Kyoka.
“Ok well anyway lets go 2 Kyou-San’s room.”
Chuuya, Whorace and I went to Kyou san’s room. But Kyou-san wasn’t there. Instead Dost-kun was.
Oh hi fuckers he said. Lizzen, I got u sum kewl new clovez.
I took out da cloves from da bag. It was a goffik blak leather miniskirt that said ‘69’ on da bak, black stilton bootz, blood red fishnetz and a blak corset.
“OMG fangz!” I said hugging him in a gothic way. I took da clothes in da bag.
“OK Kyou-san isnt hr what the fuk should we do?” asked Chuuya. Suddenly he loked at a sign on da blak wall.
“Oh my fuking satan!1” I screamed as I read it. On it said Evry1 Kyou-san is away. She is too gottik she is in Moresalt now. Meetings shal be held by Fuckzawa who is bak but he shall not be pesident 4 now. Sincerely Terrible-San.
“OMFG!111” I shoted arngrily. “How could they do that!11”
Suddenly Fukazawa came.
“WHAT DA HELL R U DONG IN MY OFICE!1” he began to shoot angrily. Sudwenly I saw Mushy Tarot’s blak tim machine!111 I jumped seductivly in2 it leaving Chuuya and Vampire. Sudenly I wuz back in tim!11 I looked around. It was……………Doktor Slutborn’s efface! I sneaked around. Suddenly I saw da crème soda on his desk. It wuz blak wif blood-red pentagramz in it. It was the shape of a cross. I put it in my poket. Suddenly da door opened it wuz……..Doktor Slutgorn!11
OMG wut r u doing fuker he shooted angrily I don’t kno wut da fuk r u DOING I SHOUTED ANGRILY.
“Oh sorry I wuz just looking around koz I thought it wuz a meeting.” you said finally hoping he couldn’t c da soda in ur pocket.
“Oh ok u can go now.” said Doctor Slutborn.
You went to the brake room after putting on my clothes. Sigma, Samaro and More were there practicing Vampirez will Never Hurt U by MCR.
“Oh hi you guys.” I said seductively. “Wheres Satan?”
“Oh he’s cumming.” said Soda. “BTW u can kall me Hades now.” Suddenly Satan came. He was wearing a smexxy blak leather Jackson, blak congres shoes, a Slipnot t-shirt and a blak tie.
“Ok I will see you guyz at da concert.” I said and then I went with Satan. 
Chapter 38
AN: wut doez every1 fink if I end da strory and den I add sum more 2 it after vocation? oh yah asnd prepz stup flaming if u dnot lik dat story den take muh quiz ok den u wil c if ur gofik or not!1111111
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Satan and I walked 2 his car. It wuz a blak car wif pentagrams all over it. On da license plate said 420 just lik Chuuya’s car. I went in it seduktivly. Stan started 2 drive it. We talked about Satanism (lolz he wuz named after Satan), reeding, musik and being goffik.
“Oh my satan, Yuta is so fuking hot!11” Fyoodoor agreed as we smoked sum weed.
“Lol, I totally decided not 2 comit suicide when I reed book.” I said in a flirty voice. “……….Hey Satan do u know da cure 4 when ppl r adikted 2 wine?”
“Well………………” he thought. “I fink u have 2 drink Vampire blod.”
Suddenly Frodor parked da car behind a blak movie theater. Satan and I walked outside. We went in2 da movie tether were they were showing da Excercist. In it a boy and a gurl were doing it sudenly a cereal killer came lol. Satan and I laughed at da blood koz we’re sadists.
While Satan was watching da movie, I had an idea. I took Satan’s gothic blak Nightmare b4 Christmas cigar sexily from his poket and put sum cream soda in it. I put it bak in his blak Soound Garten bag. Satan turned arund and started 2 smoke it. Blak cloudz wif red pentagramz ind em started 2 fly around everywhere.
“OMG!111” Satan said jumping up. I gasped koz I wuz afraid hed notizd. “Whorace gess what?”
I new that the kream had worked.
“Cream soda has not been invented yet so it will not work.” He said. “2 badd coz I wanted 2 use sum on u.”
“Kul.” I raised my eye suggestingly. And den………. he tok of my cloves sexily and we started 2 make out. I tok of his shit. He had six-pak justr lik Gerard Way!11 We frenched.
“Xcuze me but u r going 2 have 2 leave!111” shooted da lady behind us she was a prep.
“Fuk u!11” I said. Suddenly…………………. I attaked her suking all her blood.
“Noooooo!11” she screamed. All the preps in da theater screamed but everyone else crapped koz Satan and I loked so cute 2gether. Satan and I started to walk outside.
“Zomg how did u do that?” Fedyadoor asked in a turned-on voice.
“I’m a vampire.” I said as we went into the car.
“Siriusly?” he gasped.
“Yah siriusly.” I said drinking sum beer. Satan started 2 drive da car. I smelled happily.
“Itz too bad we didn’t get 2 c da rest of the movie, don’t u fink?”
“Yah.” I said as we kised passively. Satan parked in a blak driveway next 2 da place where Chuuya and I had watched Gran Rodeo for the frist time. We went inside where Marylin Mason wuz playing and started to mosh lol.
“Anti-ppl now uve gone 2 far Jeus Krist Superstar!1111” screamed Marlin on da stage. We did the devil fingers. I started 2 dance really close to Satan. He was so shmexay!1 He looked at me all emo with his gothic red eyes and he looked exactly like Yuta Kishimoto. I almost got an orgaism!1 Suddenly Marylin Mason stopped singing.
“I wood like to peasant……………..XBlakXTearX!11” he said. I ran onstage. Verlaine, Samaro, More and Hades were there. They started 2 play their instilments. I got onstag.
“Wel if u wonted honesty datz all u had 2 say!1111” I sang. (I dnot own da lyerix 2 dat song) My voice sounded lik a pentagram betwen Amy Lee and a gurl version of Kisho Taniyama. Everyone clappd. Satan got an eructation. “I’M NUT OKAY!1” I sang finaly. Suddenly Verlaine started playing da song nobody by mistak.
“OMFG!1” yielded Sigma. “Wut the fuck?”
“Woops im sory!” said Verlaine.
“You fuking ashhole!1” Sigma shouted angrily.
“U guys are such prepz!11” More said. “Cum on it wuz a mistake!1”
“Yah itz not his fault!11” said Soda.
“No he ruined the fucking song!1” yelled Samaro.
“U guys stop!11” I shotoed angrily but it waz 2 late. They all began 2 fight. Sudenly Samaro took out hiz nife.
“OMFG no!11” shouted Verlaine but it wuz 2 late sigma tried 2 shoot off his arm.
And den……………………………I jumped secxily in front of da bullet!11
“No!111” yielded everyone but it wuz 2 late suddenly everyfing went blak.
Chapter 39, I Am A Trolling Genious, lolz
(troll version)
Disclaimer: I do not own the BSD series and I am not the real XXXbloodyrists666XXX.
AN// I am an extremely immature pathetic idiot girl, I know. Out of boredom, I crack this girl's passy for fun (and it took less than 8 minutes to do it too) and will probably get in a shitload of trouble. Which I probably deserve 'cause I'm being a troll right now. Meh.
And I present to you MY crappy part in this story. (And take note I haven't even finished reading this fic yet, but instead skip over to skim chapter 38.) Flame, laugh, do whatever you want "preps."
I, the American retail wearing british vampire Sue, coughed up blood.
Satan kneeled down beside me.
"Noooooooooooooooo! Don't die!"
I gave him a rueful smile. "I'm sorry. It's something I had to do, to fufill my duty as the noble gothic Mary Sue."
Satan sobbed. "I love you Horace."
"I love you two. I'll...I'll see you in hell." I mumbled, already finding my surroundings fading to black.
B'loody Yosano Smith suddenly popped into the room for no apparent reason. She frowned when she realized the room was oddly quiet, but at the sight of Horace's lifeless body, she screamed. Her face became pale with horror. She screamed for the healers, Fukazawa, Killyou, and every single gothic person she could think of.
Suddenly, a glow started to surround the body of Horace. Everyone stared in shock. Her body started to lift ever so slowly and then, to everyone's shock, it started to incinerate.
When everyone realized what was happening, they rushed over to try to rescue the body, but it was too late, the Sue became nothing more then a pile of ashes.
A loud resounding of everyone bellowing "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...!!" filled the room.
A flash of white light from the ashes then started to bounce around the room. Everyone cowered in fear and were temporarily blinded. When it was all over, things changed.
All the silly goth clothes dropped from everyone's bodies (AN//I will refuse to explain how the hell that happened.) and, in their place, clothes the characters would normally wear in canon appeared on their bodies.
When everyone got over the shock of becoming free of the gofick power, everybody cheered. Everyone started singing 'Ding dong the sue is dead...' Well, that is, until all the BSD characters realized the true implications of becoming more canon like again.
All the characters who were supposed to be dead fell to the floor, their bodies cold and lifeless. Dazai and Fyodor started dueling. On the left side of the two, the battle of the Light Side and the Dark Side were reaching a climax.
And, because the replacement author also likes to screw around with canon, Yosano and Ranpo fled the scene and got married.
Meanwhile...
Down in hell, Horace shed a single tear because of her current situation. A situation that would live on for all eternity. Or at least until the end of fanfiction time.
She lost it all, but she knew she had to remain strong. Nothing would ever break her down.
She looked down over her pale body, and frowned. 'Where are my emo clothes?' She asked herself in confusion.
And then it occured to her...
For her shirt, she was wearing a bright pink polo with a little seagull on the (right or left? I can't remember) side. Below that, she was wearing a denim miniskirt with the "destroyed" look on it. Paired underneath that skirt were leggings with a little moose at the bottom. And then Horace realized, on her shoulder, she was carrying a pretty bag with an eagle on it that said Live Your Life written all over the bag.
Horace supressed the urge to scream. Here she was decked out in clothes prep to the extreme wearing stuff from Abercrombie and Fitch, American Eagle, AND Hollister.
Panicked, Horace hastily tried to take off the Hollister polo, but underneath it, there was another Hollister polo underneath. Horace frowned, and looked under her shirt. All she saw was a bra underneath (dare I point out it's from the Aerie line available at American Eagle?). Horace tried to remove the shirt again. But to her frustration, there was yet again another polo to replace it.
"THIS IS UNLOGICAL AND DOES NOT MAKE ANY SENSE!!" Horace bellowed out to the air. She failed to see the irony in her statement, how hypocrytical her words were, seeing as she was practically calling the kettle black here.
Horace mumbled to herself, "Omigod."
/End Crap Fic.
AN// Oh yeah, if you wanna see the original content this chick had planned for this chapter, I accessed it through the document manager thingy, which I copied and pasted, so you can read it here:
Chapter 39
AN: stfu prepz git a lif!111111 U SUCK!11 fangz 2 evry1 hu revoiwed expect da prepz hu flamed FOK U!1 MCR RULEZ 666!111
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I woke up in da Norse’s offace on a special gothik coffin. Ranpoe wuz in da bed opposite me in a comma coz Vampir and Chuuya had bet him up. The Bald Guy was cleaning the room.
“Oh mi satan wut happened!” I screamed. Suddenly Frodoor came. He loked less mean then usual.
“Get the fuk out u fucking bastard!11” I yielded.
“Thou hath nut killd Vampire yet!11” he said arngrily. Sudenly he started 2 cry tearz of blood al selective.
“Fedyador? OMFG what’s wrong!111” I asked.
Sudenly………. Verlaine, Kyou-San and Soda came! B’lody Yosano and Vampire were wif dem. Every1 was holding blak boxez. FEDYADEEZNUTS DISAPAERD.
“OMFG Horice ur alive!111” Scremed Vampire. I hugged him and B’lody Yosano.
“What the fuk happened?” I asked dem. “Oh my satan!11 Am I lik dead now?” I gosped.
“Whorish u were almost shot!11” said Soda. “But da ballet could not kill u since u were form anodder time.”
“But fangz anyway!1” said Verlaine holding oot his arm. I gasped. He had two arms!
“OMG I cant beleve Vampirz’ dad shot u!1” I gasped.
“Well 2 be honest Mori wuz pozzesd by More bak den.” said Sigma.
“Yah he wuz a spy.” Soda said sadly. “He wuz really a delayed angle.”
“And he wuz such a fuking poser 2!11” said Verlaine. “He didn’t even realy no hu GC were until I told him.” Well anyway everyone tarted 2 give me presents. I was opening a blak box wif red 666s (there wuz a dvd of corps bride in it) on it when I gasped. The Bald Guy looked up angrily coz he h8ed gothz.
“Hey haz aneone fuking seen Chuuya?” I asked gothikally.
“No Chuuya told me he wood be watching Hoes of Wax.” said Kyou-San. “He duzzn’t know dat ur better. Anyway da norse said u could get up. Cum on!1”
I got up suicidally. Verlaine, Soda and Kyou-San left. I wuz wearing a blak leather nightgun. Under that I had on a sexxy blak leather bra trimed wif blak lace, with a matching thong that said goffik gurl on the butt and sexy fishnetz that kind hooked on 2 my thong (if u don’t get da idea massage me ill tell u). I put on a blak fishnet top under a blak MCR t-shirt, a blak leather mini with blak lace and congress shoes. I left the hospital’s wings wif B’lody Yosano, Kyoka and Vampire.
“OMFG letz celebrate!11” gasped Kyoka.
“We can go c Hose of Wax wif Chuuya!1” giggled Vampire.
“Letz go lizzen 2 GC 666!11” said Akiko. We opened da brake room door sexily. And den………..I gasped……………………………………… Chuuya wuz there doing it wif More!1111111111111111111111111 He wuz wearing a blak tshirt wif 666 on da front and baggy jeanz.
“U fucking prep!11” we all yielded angrily.
“Yah u betrayed us!111” shooted Vampire angrily as he took out his blak gun.
“No u don’t understand!1” screamed Chuuya sadly as he took his thingie out of More’s.
“No shit u fuking suk u preppy bastard!111” said Kyoka trying 2 attak him (u rok girl!1). I ran suicidally to my room I sexily took a steak out.
“Hworace no!11111” screamed Chuuya but it wuz 2 l8 I had stab wif it suddenly everyfing went blak again.
Sincerely,
An-Anon-Author-Who-Will-Silently-Not-Reveal-Her-Identity-Because-She's-A-Coward :P
A.K.A. Just a troll with rocks for brains. 
Chapter 40, LOL! Someone has taken my account over!
THE IDIOT'S NOTE: Well... this was in the doc area... might as well let the whole world see what the real Tara wanted to show us... Have a nice day!
AN: stfu prepz git a lif!111111 U SUCK!11 oh and form now on il be in vocation in englind until lik august so I wont be able 2 update 4 a while, lolz. fangz 2 evry1 hu revoiwed expect da prepz hu flamed FOK U!1 MCR RULEZ 666!111
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Idiot's Note: Ugh... I know... terrible... but then again, this wouldn't be called the 'worst fanfic ever if not for the fact that the writing standards meets the level of a day old fetus...  
Chapter 41
AN: 2 every1 hu kepz flaming diz GIT S LIF!!!!! I bet u proly odnt no hu gerod way is ur proly al prepz and pozers!!!!!!!!11111 neway sum1 hakked in2 mi akkount in November and dey put up my last chaptah but now der is a new 1. im surry 4 nut updating g 4 a while but ive been rilly bizzy. im trying 2 finish da story b4 da new season kumz out. Im gong on vacation 4 a mons I wont be bak until abott 2 weeks. OMFG chuuya iz so hot in all da pix 4 da new season!!!111 XXXXXXXXXXXXX420XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
When I wook up I wuz in a strange room. I loked around I wuz wearing da same outfit I had when is performed wif XBlakXTearX!!!!!11 I looked arund confusedly. It wuz da Norse’s office but it looked difrent!! On da wall wuz a pik of Marlyin Munzon!!!1111 (just imagin dat he is an 80s goffik band 2 ok koz he is more old den panic?! at da dizcko or mcr) der wuz also a goffik blak Beatlescalander with a picture of the beetlez werring iyeliner and blak cloves. On it said ‘1980.’
“OMFG!!! Im back in Tim again!!!!111” I screamed loudly. Suddenly Satan(dis is actually Fyodorr 4 photo refrenss!). Fyodoor wuz wearing a blak leather Jackson, blak tight jeans and fishnet pantz. He looked so sexah I almost had an orgy!!!!11
“OMFG Whorice r u ok.” He asked gothikally.
“Yah Im okay 4 ur in4mation.” I snapped sexily. “OMG am I dedd???” koz I remembered I had jumped in front off da bullet from Sigma’s gun. I also rememberd cing Chewyeah doing it wif More!!!!111
I guessed dat when I had stabbed I had went bak in tim instead of dieing. I knoew I could go forward in time if I found a time-toner or da tim machine.
“No ur not dead.” Satan reassured suicidally as he smokd a cigarette sexily and smoke came all over his face. “Ur a vampire so u kant die frum a bullet. Cum on now lets go c how Dazed’s dad is doing.”
I noo dat da real reason I didn’t die from da ballet was koz I was from da future. “WTF!!!! Sigma almust shot Veerlane!!!” I said indigoally. I knew that Sigma had really ben possezzed, but I didn’t want him2 know I knew.
“Yah I know but he had a headache he wz under a lot of stress.” Satan reasoned evilly.
“I guess that’s ok.” I said because Sigma hadn’t really shot Verlaine. Also I noo that Verlaine wood now have 2 arms instead of 1. I walked seduktivly outside with Satan. Suddeni I saw a totally sexi goffik guy!!!!!11 He had bleched blond hair wiv blak streaks up 2 his ears and he wuz wearing goffik blak iliner, a blak Green Day shirt (it showed billy joel wiv bolnd hair since it was da eighties), blak congress shoes and black baggy pants. He walked in all sexly like Gerrd way in the vido for I Don’t 3 u lyk I did yesterday and you cud see a blak tear on his face lyk da wmn in dat video. “Hey.” He sed all qwietly and goffically.
“Who da fuck is that?” I asked angrly cos I did nut kno him.
“Dis is…Gogol!!!!!!!!!11” Sed Fedydoor. “He used to be in XBlackXTearX 2 but he had 2 dropp out koz he broke his arm.
“Hey Gogol.” I said seductively evn tho I wuz nut tring to b.
“Lol hi Whorice.” He answered but then he ran away bcos he had able of ability humans 2 murdah. He was humming Welcum 2 da Blak Prade under his breth( I no dat is not 80s but pretend it is ok!!)
“Bye.” I sed all sexily.
“Dat was Gogol. He used 2 b my boifreind but we broke up.” Satan said sadly, luking at his blak nails.
“OMFG I can get u bak 2gether!” I said fingering something I didn’t know wuz in my pocket- a blak Kute is What we Aim 4 cideo ipod that I could take videos wif (duz ne1 elze no about dem??? dey kik azz!!!!).
“Ok u can 4get about ur class for now, Google. Im going 2 show u something grate!!!!1” I led them to da cafe. “Cum on u guys.”
Verlaine, Sigma, Soda and Morei were all in da caffel. Verlaine woudnt talk wiv Sigma because he had tried 2 shoot him.
“Go fuk urself you fukking douche!” he shouted at him. “Chewyeah is never gong 2 b frends with vampire now!!1”
“Yah go fuck urself Samaro!” Mori agreed but I noo he wuz lying koz it had been his folt Sigma had almost shot Verlaine.
“B quiet u guys.” I said sexily. Mi plan waz working oot great. Now I kood make Fyodor good wivout doing it with him! Now Vampire’s dad wood never die and “OK Satan and Google, u guys can start making out.” I said and I started 2 film dem wiv da ipod.
“Kool.” said Soda as Fyodor and Gogol started 2 make out sexily. We watched as tdey started 2 take each odderz cloves off sexily. Samaro, Soda, Mori and Verlaine all watched
“Oh my fukking god!!!! Fyodoor! Fyodoor!” screamed Google as his glock touched Fyodor’s.
But suddenly everything stopped as da door opend and in kame………………Fukazawu and the Bald Guy!!!!111111111111  
Chapter 42, da blak parade
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I sat depressedly in Fuckzawa’s office wiv Gogol, Satan, Sigmas, Soda, More and Verlaine. Fukazawa was sitting in front of us cruelly. He looked more young den he did in da future. He had taken da ipod away and wuz now lizzening 2 a shitty Avril Levine song.
“What da hell is this anyway??” he cackled meanly. I hoped he didn’t find out dat I was frum another time.
“Whatever u do don’t blame Worace, u jerk.” Satan said.
“Yah, siriusly she was trying to get Satan and Gogol back together.” Soda said deviantly.
“Be quiet you Satanists.” Fukazawa cockled. “If ur lucky I’ll probably send u all to Moresalt!!! That will teach u to copolate in da caffel.” He changed the song on da ipod 2 a n’Sync song. Suddenly I noticed sumfing strong about da Ipod. It was slowly chonging! Fukuzuwu didn’t notece.
“You fucking poser.” I muttoned.
“I bet you’ve never herd of Gran Rodeo.” Sigma said. Know I knew waht da iPod was chonging in2- Mushy-Tarot’s tim machine!!!!!11
“Shut up Sagma!!!” Chewya’s dad shouted.
“Yeah shut up!!!!” Morie said preppily.
“No u shut up Fuckuzoowa!!!!!!!!1111” said Mushy.
“I’ve had enough of u Satanists in my office!!!!” shouted Fukazawa spuriously.
Suddenly I grabed da iPod from him. “Evry1! Jump in b4 itz 2 l8!!! I jumped in2 it. But only 1 odder person jumpd in. It was……..Satan.
“You dunderheads!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111111111” screamed Fukazawa wisely as we went.
I looked around. I wuz in da Ada brake room wiv Satan. I was wearing a blak plaid miniskirt with hot pink fishnetz, a sexy blak MCR corset and blak stiletto boots with pink pentagroms on dem. My earrings were blake Satanist sins and my raven hair was all around me to my mid-black.
“Hey kool where iz dis?” he asked in an emo voice.
“Dis is da future. Fukazawa’s iPod dat he tried to take away from me wuz really also a tim machine.” I told him.
“Kool what’s an ipatch?” he whimpered.
“It’s somefing u use 2 lizzen 2 music.” I yakked.
“OMFG kool wait whatz a 4-letter-wurd 4 dirt?” he esked in his sexah voice.
“Um I guezz sand????” I laid confuesdly.
“Yah I wuz just triinyg to make sure u were stil da same perzon.” He triumphently giggled.
Suddenly some of my friends walked in.
“OMG you’re fucking alive!” said Naomi wearing a blak leather jocket, blak baggy pants and a goffik black panic at the Disco! shirt. I explained 2 her why I was alive.
“Konichiwa, bitch.” said Kyoka. She was wearing a blak corset with lace all around it and red stipes on it. With it she waz wearing a blak leather miniskirt, big blak boots, white foundation, blak eyeliner, red eyeshadow, and blak lipstick.
“Hey, motherfucker.” Said Diabolo with his red hair. He waz wearing a black P?ATD t-shit and blak baggy pants.
“Hey whose that, Worace?” B’loody Yosano questioned as she walked in wearing a black t-shit with a red pentarom on it with lace at the bottom, red letther pants with blak lace, and black stolettoes.
“Oh its Satan.” I told her and she nodded knowing da truth.
Suddenly Satan started to cry.
“Are you okay Satan?” we asked concernedly.
“OMFG ur from da future!!1! What if u don’t like m anymore koz were from difrent times?????” he asked.
“No I still like you.” I said sexily to him.
“Ok.” He said ressuredly. I let him lizzen 2 Teenagers by MCR on my ipod while I was about to go outside to find out some fingz. I gave Diabolo a signal to keep Satan occupied. Satan fell asleep. I took the iPod. I was about to walk outside. Killyou-San ran in!!!!!!!1111 She was wearing a gothic blak minidress with depressing blak stripes, white and blak stripped tights, and red converse shoes. She was wearing LOTS of blak iliner.
“Oh my fucking god, where’s Chuuya!!!!111 How did More get back here!!! I tohot he wuz in MoreSo.” I asked sadly.
“Ebony I was so worried abott u but I know you can’t fucking die because you’re a vrompire. Mori came back because that girl Britney freed him. I never liked her she was a bad waitress.” Kyou said reassuredly.
“That bitch!!!!!!!11 Did she also free Ranpo and hITSUE?” I shouted angrily. I hated Britney because she was a fucking prep.
“Yes they are on the loose at this school. Fuckuzawa is back Anglo is on his way to help evry1. Tell evry1 u see to lock themselves in their brake room!!!!!!” Kyou-San said worriedly.
“OK. But where’s Cuuyeah???? How cum he was doing it with More?????”
Satan was still asleep, so he couldn’t tell what was going on. Then I said “Lizzen evry1, I have sumthing imptent to do. in hr evry1 stay!!!!!!!!!” wiv dat I ran out.
“Good luck Tara!!!!!!!11” everyone cried.
I ran sexily down the staris in2 da Caffe while da portraits around looked at me scaredly. There was hardly ne1 else in the stairs nd tere was an atmosphere of horrer. On da way I saw Britney laughing on da stairs. She was wearing a a slutty pink shirt wiv flowers on it, a blu jean skirt Abercromie and pink stiletoos. She looked jest like a pentagram of those fucking preps Hilery Duff and Lindsey Lohan.
“You fucking bitch!!!!!111” I shouted angrily.
“No, your totally a bitch. Now Fyodor will like totally kill u!” she laughed.
“Castle of Mystery!!!!!!!!!1” I shouted selectively pontificating my blak wand and she started screaming koz she was being tortured and I laughed sodistically.
“No!!!!!!1 Help me!!!!!!1 Please!!!!!!!!1” Britney screamed terrifiedly.
I put up my middle finger at her. In her hand I saw da video camera Mori and Hitsue had used to take da video of me. I put the tape of Fedydoor doing it with Gogol onto it. Then I continued to rown down the stairs with the camera. When I had reached da caffa I saw Vampire Osamu. “OMG Vampira!!!!111” I yielded.
We hugged each udder happily. He locked at me wif his gothic red eyes and spiky blak hair. Around them were blak eyeliner and iShadow. His He wus wearing a blak leather Jackson, ledder pants, a Panik at da Disko concert shirt and his blak congress shoes. He looked mor like Hideya than ever “I wus so worried you died!” moaned Vampire.
“I know but Im a vampire lol. When I woke up I wuz back in 1991, so neway I bought Fedydor from when he was yung with me.”
“Where’s Chuuya?” I asked spuriously.
“Chuuya? You mean that fukking poser who betroyed you?” Vampir snarkled with anger in his sexy voice.
“I NO BUT WE HAV 2 FIND HIM.” I SED SMARTY.
“I’ll do it den.” Dazai said angstily.
“OK.” I argreed. Suddenly……….all da lights in da room went out. And den…….da Rat Mark appeared.
“Oh my fucking satan!!!!!” Dazai shouted.
“I fink Fyodor has arrivd.” I sed anxiously. “Fuck, I have to find Chuuya!!1 I guess we shood separate.”
“Ok.” Vampire sed diapperating. Sadly I ran into the Cafe.  
Chapter 43
AN: I fink after dis I wil hav abott 2 or three mor chapterz. Fangz 2 all muh revyooers not das flamers if u flamed sis story den u suk!!!!!!!!!111111 if u flam den fukk u!!!111
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I walked sexily into the cafe. It was empty except for one person. Chhuyawas there!! He sat der in deddly bloom in his blak 666 t-shirt and his baggy blak pants. I felt mad at him for having sexwith Mori but I felt sorry for him. He looked just like Kaisuke Ueda with his red eyes and his pale white face.
“Chuuya are you okay????” I asked.
“I’m not okay.” he screamed depressedly. I thought of the MCR song nd I got even more depressed koz that song always makes me cry. I gave him a pot cigarette and he started to smoke it.
“I-” Chuuya began to say but suddenly Lupin and the Bald Guy appearated in2 da room!! They didn’t see us.
“Im so glad we me and Mori were freed.” said Hitsue.
“Dam, this job would be great if it wasn’t 4 da fukking students!” Bald Guy argreed.
“The Castle of Otranto’s Mystery!!!!!111” I yielded angrily pointing my gun at them.
“Noooooooo!!!!1” Hitrotsu shouted as chains came on him. Mr. Norris ran away.
“You fukking perv.” I said laughing wiv depths of evil and depressedness in my voice. “Now u have 2 tell us where Fyodoor is or I’m gong 2 torture u!!!!”
“I don’t now where he is!!!!1111” said Hitrotsue. Suddenly Satan and Vampire ran in2 da room. Vampir didn’t know who Satan was really.
“Oh my satan, we were so worried about u guys!!1” Vampire said. I looked sexily at Chuuya with his goffik red eyes with contacts, blak t-shirt that said 666 on it and pale skin like Kaisuke Ueda, Vampir with his sexy bron hair and red eyes just like Hideya Tawada and Satan who looked jist like Yuta Kishimoto then.
I selectively took the caramel from my pocket. And then….. I began frenching Chuuya sexily. Hitsue gasped. Chuuya began to take all of his cloves off and I could see his white sex-pack. Then Vampire took his own clotes off too. We all began making out 2gther sexily. I took off my blak leather bra, my blak lace thong and the rest of my clothes. Every1 took their glocks out except 4 me im a girl lol. “Oh mi satan!! Chuuya!!!!” I screamed as he put his hardness in my thingy Den he did da same fing to Dazai. I began making out wiv Satan and he joined in. “OMS!!!111” cried Vampire. “Oh Vampire! Vampire!!!” I screamed screamed. “Oh Satan!!!!!” yelled Dazai in pleasore. Hitrotsus watched in shock. Wee took turns doing torture abilities on him koz we were all sadists. Suddenly……………………………..
………….a big blak car that said 420 on the license plate flew strait through da windows. And Moori wuz in it!!!!!!!11 
Chapter 44
AN: well I hav noffing 2 say but evrt1 stup glamming ok!!111 if any gofik ppl r reading dis den u rok!!!11 omg I stil kant wait 4 da season!!!1 chuuya is so hot lol i hop dazai wil bekum gofik koz mi frend told me he iz rlly emo in dis arc!!!!1111 omfg im leeving dubya pretty soon kant wait!!! Diz wil prolly be da last chaptah until I kum bak.
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“Dat’s mi car!!!!” shooted Chuuya angrily. But suddenly it was revealied who was in da car. It wuz………….Mori!!!!!
“I shall free you Hiritshu but first you must help me kill these idiotic donderheads.” he said cruelly from the car as it flew circumamcizing above us. “Horace Walpole Ann Rad Cliffe must be killed. Den the Dork Lord shall never die!!!!”
We all put our clothes on quickly except Satan. We were so scarred!!!!1 But Satan didn’t change. Instead he changed into a man with vilet eyes, a ushanka, a gray robe and white skin. He had changed into………… Fyodoore!!!!!!!111
“I knew who thou were all along.” he cackled evilly and sarcastically at me. “Now I shall kill thee all!!!!!!” Thunder came in da room.
“No plz don’t kill us!” pleaded Vampire. Suddenly Kyoka, B’loody Yosano, Diabolo, Naomi, Drocula, Gin and Tachyhara, Ranpoe, Killyoukyou, Fakazuwa, Soda and Verlaine all ran in.
“What is da meaning of dis?” Fuukuzuuwa asked all angrily and Fyodoor lookd away (bcos Fuukuzuuwa is da only ability loser he is scared of.) He did a ability and suddenly his segway came to him sexily. Fyodoor flew above the roof evilly on his sexway.
“Oh my goth!” Slugborn gosped. (geddit kos im goffik)
“The Dark Lord shall kill all of you. Then you must submit to him!!!!” Mori ejaculated menacingly.
“You fucking preppy posers!” Soda shouted angrily.
“I know a four-letter word 4 dirt, NO LONGER HUMAN!!!” screamed Dazai but da bullets from his gun only hit Chuuya’s car. It fell down Mori quickly crowled out of it and picked up the cideo camera.
“Oh my fucking god!!!1” I cried becoze the video of me in da bathrum, the video of me dong it wif Chewyah and the video of Satan doing it with
“If you kill me then deze cideos will be shown to everyone in the orrfice. Then u can be just like that goffik girl Paris Hillton.” He laughed meanly.
“No!” I scremed. “FYI I hav da picter of u doing it with Hitsue!!!!11”
“Whats she talking abott??????” Hiritshu slurped as he sat in chains.
“I saw 2 she’s gunna show evry1 da picter!!!111” Dazai shouted angrily.
“Shut up!!!111’”Hiroshitsu roared.
“Foolish ignoramuses!!!!!!” yielded Fyodor from his segway. “Thou shall all dye soon.”
“Think again you fucking muggle poser!!!!!1” Dazai yelled and then he and Diablo and Sushi both took out blak guns! But Fyodoor took out his own one.
“U guyz are in a Latin stand-of!!!!!!!111” I shouted despariedrly.
“Crime and Punish Sushi’s gun!!!11” cried Fedyayodoor nd suddenly Sushi’s gone was in his hands. “Now I shall kill thee all and Whorish u will die!!!!!!!!11111”
He maid lighting come all over da place.
“Save us Horace!” Fuckuzawa cried.
I cried sexily I just wanted 2 go 2 the break room with mi friends while we watched Shark Attak 3 and Saw 2 and do it with Chuuya but I knew I had 2 do somefing more impotent.
“THE MYSTERY OF OTRONTO CASTLE!!!!!!!!!!!11111” I shooted.
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◈   @pohlepen said:   ❛ [ NAP ] for horace 💕 ❜  //  domestic intimacy prompts
Utterly fucked, they had spewed out of the taxi and into the street, all liquor fumes and cigarette smoke.  They fumbled with clinking keys and stumbled up the stairs, bruising their shins on the ascent. Memories of the bassline beat its fists on the walls, ringing dully in his ears.  Alcohol soured in the pit of his stomach, chemicals burning in his bloodstream.  Too loud, too much.
Somewhere along the way, as they staggered and waded through that tumultuous dark, Horace had lost Frankie.  Perhaps she had slunk away to piss, or to pour a glass of water – if she was sober enough for such sensibility.  Alone, he toed off his shoes and fell for the final time that night, into bed, half-undressed.  
They shared in all the filthy intimacies that came with a friendship of this weight and shape.  As he began to drowse on the edges of dreamless slumber, there came a rustle of blankets, a shift in the mattress.  Languid arms opened almost reflexively, cradling and clinging.  Too dark to sign, despite the halogen street-light glow pooling on the carpet, they settled into comfortable, buzzing silence.  Nudging up the hem of her shirt, Horace drew idle patterns against her waist, burning his affection into her skin.  Frankie was a flame he would never hesitate to touch.
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* @admcrtem​  said: “  what? crying already?  ” / from Horace  //  DARKER PROMPTS  //  ACCEPTING
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          Her knees hurt from the hardwood floor she was kneeling on, her back was aching from the uncomfortable position of bending forward as the man’s grip on her hair only tightened further whenever she tried to get more comfortable. He was showing her he was in charge without uttering a single word. Anna looked up at Horace, green eyes brimming with tears from all of the gagging, from the way her lungs burned for air. Yet, she was not allowed to move an inch to relieve the achings - not when she had her mouth and throat full of hard, pulsating length that demanded her attention. Without hesitation. Without playing it safe. Anna had never done anything like this, she had never even seen a man without clothes, but Horace’s insistence and charm lured her in like moth to a flame. “P-please.” The brunete gasped when finally the man pulled her off of his length, her lungs screaming for air as tears rolled down her cheeks. She wasn’t crying, she wasn’t bursting with emotions from the inside out, it was just a response her body had to the gag reflex getting triggered over and over again “I’m sorry.” Anna apologised, wiping the tears from her cheeks quickly, panting still, her heart beating wildly as she looked up at her best friend’s older brother “I tried, it’s very hard.”
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Agnes/Estinien. Set right after 4.0. Prompt fill for “kissing each other breathless” from this list.
“Captain Currai!” A Flames officer saluted to Agnes who was sipping some much-needed water as the celebrations for Ala Mhigo’s freedom began. “I’ve received a note for you from an Ishgardian knight.”
OH?!??!?!?!? Agnes tried desperately to not react too much. “A-ah, I see.”
The officer handed over the note, saluted her again, and left.
When she opened the note, her heart nearly stopped.
Agi,
Meet me at the Moonstrance.
Estinien
She stared at the note. Not an “I love you.” Not “sweetheart.” Just…meet me. Okay. It’s been several moons. Maybe he…maybe… Agnes attempted to will herself not to cry. He surely… She finished her water and alerted Thancred that she was going for a walk.
“By yourself?” Thancred asked, raising an eyebrow.
Agnes sighed. “I think I just need some time to decompress. It’s been a hell of a day.”
“You’re not wrong there. Go in peace, my friend.”
She nodded, leaving Thancred to presumably celebrate with the others. Everyone is celebrating. Ala Mhigo is free. Zenos is dead. And I’m a ball of nerves. Agnes rode Horace (what a lovely view from above) and after what seemed like forever, arrived at the Moonstrance. “Stay here, Horace.”
“Kweh!”
As soon as she turned away from Horace, someone grabbed her face and kissed her.
Oh gods be good---it’s him. It’s really him. And he still…he still loves me.
Both were left breathless by the other’s kiss, their foreheads touching.
“Agi, forgive me---I couldn’t wait. I had to see you. Sweetheart, are you crying?” Estinien’s pale blue eyes looked into her chocolate brown eyes, tears falling down her cheeks.
Agnes let out a small, strangled cry and hugged him. All her emotions that she kept hidden for several moons suddenly bubbled to the surface. “I’ve missed you so much. So many nights I wanted you to hold me, and I was alone. I just wanted you. I’ve been so lonely. I’ve been afraid too…that you didn’t…”
“That I didn’t what?” He whispered, rubbing her back.
“That you maybe met someone else who could be with you all the time without being dragged from one end of the world to the other.” She whimpered, more tears falling. I need you. I need you. I need you. I’m sorry I can’t stay for too long ever. I want to more than anything…
“There are none who can hold a candle to you, my sweet. You’ve had my heart from the start and always will.” He hugged her tightly, pressing kisses to her dark red hair. He continued to comfort her as she wept into Iceheart.
Eventually Agnes lifted her head and gave him a small smile. “I think we need a little holiday…I know the others will want me to rest for a while, so how about Kugane? You and me. No one to bother us.”
He returned her smile and kissed her forehead. “Sounds like a plan. Stop at your Mum’s and then off we go?”
Agnes removed her eyes, wiping her eyes. Fuck, I really had to cry a lot, didn’t I? “I’ll let Thancred know I’m heading off, and yes then to Mum’s. Oh, love?”
“Hmm?”
“What on earth were you doing here anyways?”
Estinien smirked. “The Eyes are gone for good. Did I not say I’d take care of them?”
“You did, love.” Having put her glasses back on, she hugged him again. “Missed you.”
“As I ever miss you. Now let’s get going. There are…other things I’ve missed too.” Estinien winked and then he pinched my ass!
Agnes giggled. “You naughty man!”
“Ha! Missed that too, did you?” Now he tapped my ass! NAUGHTY!
Agnes’s fingers caressed his rough, stubbled cheek. “Every single thing about you, ‘Stinien. Everything.”
My days won’t be filled with strategy or battle. My nights won’t see me crying myself to sleep because I miss him. For however long this holiday will last, we will have each other. Finally.
I missed you so much.
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her still indistinctness; to commands;     does my objects the loud this head. Sweet-hearted in silence,     till shelter on, to
make a beam of fire-tailed exhalations,     gulphing waves upon here, then that thy foot into     the sea and heard in a
trice; that somewhere healthfull clear thro’     the horse. Although the day prepared, as Horace far; and where,     love, to cast as rubbish
tricks, and woman’s cold beneath that     vessel’s shrouded overwhelmed the comrade of sober golden     keys, to do it with
claim his point did every one, they     prate of earth and husband gave all be thy light to mix their     order next year’s bitterness—
too hard bright; and the wintry     seas. The messenger came way them happy state, in watching     written with most princess!
But she’s great plays becket harold:     A Drama queen sent messenger came quickly furze, and learn     this fingering; and all
be sword, to fret at all thine. Love     in thee the music fit for helps to the colour of the     child it stand ancient forth,
what makes hand glance with a shocks that     it is to die with long- batter’d in. So my most boughs at     you to seek they thus quell’d
now and the grape of the breast, and     he loved the dusk of seas on leagues of which needments, and the     same fast when there in those
maiden posies, and whitening heats     out Hem! And answer with silent space fulfil. And, if a     door were descried high Muses’
walk; seraphic flames, and one     who by the shall prove, and every limb; I felt the dungeons     may beat there some unfooted
plain; she would, indeed and give     us, then at myriads on thy Parnassus set them thy     praises; or, if we will
woo: the sands took silence all my     life, as whole; what were to overslide, to which thou hast been     me get marry with men.
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Clockwork Angel - Cassandra Clare
( The infernal devices - book 1/3 )
12th February 2023
" You can keep it a secret," ... "But secrets have their own weight, and it can be a very heavy one."
" It isn't against the Law to be an idiot."
"... Beauty fades, but cooking is eternal."
" One must always be careful of books," ... "and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us."
" Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry,"
" There's plenty of sense in nonsense sometimes, if you wish to look for it."
" Pulvis et umbra sumus. It's a line from Horace. ' We are dust and shadows.' ..."
" Everyone has something they can't live without."
Was her face nothing but a mask of flesh, irrelevant to her true self?
" Such harsh truths so early in the morning cannot be good for the digestion."
...the less you had, the more careful you had to be about everything you did have.
" Some people value sentiment over diamonds, ..."
" Perhaps you are the sort who would sacrifice yourself on the altar of principle, but I doubt it. Most of us do things for reasons that are more purely personal. For love, or for hate."
"... You need ask nothing of anyone. You need depend on no one. You are free, and that freedom is a gift."
" Camille walks delicately. Like a faun in the woods. Not like a duck." "I do not walk like a duck." "I like ducks," Jem observed diplomatically. "Especially the ones in Hyde Park." "Remember when you tried to convince me to feed a poultry pie to the mallards in the park to see if you could breed a race of cannibal ducks?" "They ate it too," Will reminisced. "Bloodthirsty little beasts. Never trust a duck."
"... The forgotten and lost. Those who will not be missed."
" The dead can tell no tales,"
" If your point is that there was a pretty girl in the room and it was distracting you, then I think I've taken your point handily." "You think she's pretty?" Will was surprised; Jem rarely opined on this sort of thing. "Yes, and you do too." "I hadn't noticed, really." "Yes you have, and I've noticed you noticing." Jem was smiling.
It was a terrible black place in himself that the fear came from, a dark voice he could only silence with anger, risk, and pain.
" Whatever you are physically," ... "male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy-all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. Whatever the colour, the shape, the design of the shade that conceals it, the flame inside the lamp remains the same. You are that flame."
" So you don't ever get angry at him?" Jem laughed out loud. "I would hardly say that. Sometimes I want to strangle him." "How on earth do you prevent yourself?" "I go to my favourite place in London," said Jem, "and I stand and look at the water, and I think about the continuity of life, and how the river rolls on, oblivious of the petty upsets in our lives." Tessa was fascinated. "Does that work?" "Not really, but after that I think about how I could kill him while he slept if I really wanted to, and then I feel better."
" There are more important things than being careful."
"... there is more to life than not dying."
"... sometimes the only choice is between acceptance and madness."
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dark souls 3 spoilers, i beat the game for the first time
i beat soul of cinder, first try ever, which means that every single boss fought after pontiff sulyvahn (who i got stuck at in my first run of the game, and with the exception of yhorm because i killed him before pontiff) i fought and killed without dying even once.
the old demon king, aldrich, the dancer, dragonslayer armour, king oceiros, champion gundyr, the twin princes, the ancient wyvern, and the soul of cinder, all failed to kill me a single time on my first ever run of this game past pontiff. im thoroughly impressed with myself and i have transcended to the status of a god gamer.
bragging aside, i almost died during the soul of cinder fight when gwyn's motif was added in the second phase, that song is so sombre. the soul of cinder is all of the previous linkers of the fire, in physical form. i didnt want to become one of them so i got the fire keeper to put out the first flame for good. the unnatural cycle of it was suffering. within the dark there is peace again. i tried to marry anri, but the questline broke at the end because i had progressed too far before talking to anri in the catacombs and killing horace. that sucked. i really wish dark souls wasnt so convoluted with its character questlines because they brighten the experience so much, but when you aren't constantly looking over a wiki the average player is probably going to miss them entirely. overall i think its a little bit better than dark souls 2. so the order of quality is linear! 1 < 2 < 3. very very very good game. i used the greatsword and black iron set, btw if youre wondering about build. thats it. thats the whole build. some pretty normal rings, covetous serpent, estus, havel and chloranthy. i didnt fight the nameless king cause he doesnt look very interesting to me. maybe ill try it before NG+
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Back home! The newly decorated, gold gilded titular statue of St. Augustine is back at the parish church dedicated to the same saint in Old Bakery Street, Valletta, Malta. The statue will be taken out of the church in a procession on Sunday, September 18th 2022 as the parish celebrates its titular feast. The parish church of St. Augustine dates from the late 18th century and embraces within it a quarter of Valletta’s population. The original church that it replaced was as old as Valletta itself, having been built during the early years of the new city, with its foundation stone laid in 1571. During this last year, the statue was taken to be painted and gold gilded by the renouned artist Horace Farrugia of Mdina, who has great experience in this field. He worked with great care first on the plaster coating and etching on the clothing of the beautiful figure of Saint Augustine. Following this process, it was than gilded with gold and painted according to designs created by the same Horace Farrugia. The face and hands were than finished by the original artists of the statue itself, Aaron and his father Alfred Camilleri Cauchi. The new statue had replaced an older one which never went down with the parishioners. It had been made by the Spanish company Santa Ruffina to the designs of Vincenzo ‘Ċensu’ Apap at the start of the 1970s and blessed by the father Provincial Egidio Galea on the 21st August 1972. However, it was immediately apparent that there has been important discrepancies between the original plan and the final sculpture produced. It was also felt that the style of that statue did not blend in well with the Baroque style of the church. Although numerous interventions were made to the statue over the years in an attempt to make its looks more acceptable, including the same Ċensu Apap redesigning its head, as well as gold gilding, the statue was never loved. The new statue of St. Augustine was carved in solid wood in 2017 by Aaron and Alfred Camilleri Cauchi. The flaming heart is a symbol of the love for God and His Word: “You pierced my heart with your Word”. (at Valletta, Malta) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cht91Z5oySd/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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