#i don't think he's someone who could kill his friend's brother and then maintain the friendship as though nothing had happened

[fortune-maiden]

Random TGCF thing I really want to write but probably never will:

At the Rain Master's farm, SQX refuses to go with Pei Ming and stays behind while the rest go to save the fishermen/let SWD know his brother is safe (but refusing to meet with him)

He Xuan completes his revenge. The Water Tyrant falls and SQX becomes a drifter. Guilt and regret weigh down his heart but "Ming Yi", his best friend, is there to help him through it...

it's a horror story :D

#random tgcf thoughts #the best friend at your side; letting you find out a truth and giving you a way out #and never letting you know the whole truth.... #the other version of this scenario i've toyed with (and partly written) is that sqx does learn that ming yi was hx all along afterwards #but he learns it through others. never sees my again. no closure #but i like the horror story version more xD #i think realistically though if sqx hadn't gone to swd hx wouldn't appear to him again either way #hx may be a vengeful ghost king but he's still a very righteous person (if you're not named ming yi) #i don't think he's someone who could kill his friend's brother and then maintain the friendship as though nothing had happened #aaah i do kind of want to write this now! the sqx chooses to stay in yushi but hx & swd pov #honestly i imagine swd would be extra smug in their confrontation now because his brother's safety has already been guaranteed #he has no reason to care what happens to him #(sorry hx you're not getting a satisfying revenge in this version either) #...........maybe it should be a time loop story #hx gets revenge on swd over and over but in any scenario where sqx lives its not satisfying (because swd is a dick about it) #but any scenario where sqx dies is also not satisfying (because hx doesn't like it) #(and this has become a why option 1 was the only good revenge option and why are there no fics about it xD)

[vitzi9]

Fuck him

Ethan Landry x GN!Reader

Masterlist if you want to read my other things.

TW/CW: murder, breaking in, voyeurism, sexual activity(it don't go far), no p in v(they're not even naked).

it's good i guess. i feel like the end is weird though. (18/07/2023) (3614 words)

Ethan sighs deeply, already feeling the frustration tears drowning his eyes. Even though his vision was blurry, he could still see your shape, of course he could, you're the only thing he could ever see. His hand was closed thight on the handle of his knife. He couldn't believe you, and at the same, he couldn't blame you as you could never do harm, not to him.

He knew your relationship was hard to maintain, but did you really have to cheat on him ? Yes, you did not talk much together, ok you did not spend time on a date in a long time but it was hard, he was busy and you were always with your friends.

The last date you had only together was something like three month ago, it was a study date. You weren't in a good mood, either. You wanted to be in your friends group but they already formed duo and as the group is uneven, you ended up with him. You weren't too happy and he knew it, so he did what he could to help you. You spent the afternoon in the library. He was so happy that day, quite the opposite of right now.

He was biting the inside of his cheek to contain any insults to come out. As much as he liked seeing you like this, he hated the situation in itself.

Ethan was fucking pissed. Hidden in your closet, his dark eyes were watching each one of your movements. Usually, the smell of your fresh and clean clothes beside him would have calmed him to a state of sleepiness. But not today.

You brought someone over.

One of his friends by that. Well, not that much of a friend. Ethan doesn't really have any, his only goal is to avenge his brother after all. None of his relationship here are true.

Expect yours. The one you and him have. It's something indescribable. A link that goes upon everything, every law and physics. He understands you better than anyone else. You understand him better than everyone else.

Each breath you take is a benediction for Ethan who's the happiest man alive thanks to your existence. It was an addiction, really. Something so hard to forget, to ignore. Ethan was deeply in love. And he's sure you are, too.

You have these eyes that tell him everything he needs to know.

But well, you weren't ready for the officialisation and the whole relationship thing. And he understands that. He truly does. As even himself had trouble accepting his love. Your link is so strong, so powerful that you can be scared of it. Of the love you have for each other. He'd die for you, he'd kill for you.

He'd do anything.

Hence why he was hidden in your closet in his ghostface suit. Because he wanted to protect you. To make you feel safe. Each time he was hiding under your bed, he heard you confess to your friends about how you have trouble sleeping, that you feel watched. And Ethan hates the idea of someone bothering you. And in the blink of an eye, he was already armed and ready to protect you.

And he's sure you feel better ! That is if he doesn't mention the time you put a blanket on the said closet because you were feeling paranoid. Ethan was worried this day, he couldn't see you anymore through the slits.

Ethan watches as the man above you on the bed pull up your shirt to let you appear bare before him. He watches as you kiss him hungrily, your hands caressing every curve of his body and Ethan wants to fucking destroy everything.

Your one night stand's hands are flat on your chest, caressing it with a barely concealed horniness. You already want more, and he seems to think like you.

Your hands goes under his shirt, touching every inch of skin you could. Your nails grazing the area from time to time and he likes it, hard, by the smile he's giving you.

You were going to pull his clothe up above his head when his phone ring. He turns his head a brief moment before you grab his jaw with your hand to make him look at you again.

"Ignore it." you say between two heated breath.

And he did just that. After all, he was as horny as you. He'd never stop anything for a stupid phone call. His tongue lick at yours, his hands pass on your perked nipple. But the phone ring again. The song was louder than your breathy moans, you were starting to get out of the mood. And the phone ring again, again and again. Until your one night stand curse and get off you. He's as frustated as you.

"Fuck, who the hell is that? he says.

The man moves away, grabbing his phone to see who was the person who ruined the mood. You sigh, a little disappointed the moment had been cut short. Finding your room's temperature way too cold in comparison to his warm body.

You're left laying on the bed, staring at the ceiling and regaining your breath.

You don't have that much success with men. The times you fucked can by coumpted with one hand. So yeah, you were pissed to be bothered by a stupid phone call.

You were frustrated. You needed to fuck. This guy wasn't even your friend. He was nice enough and pretty so you went for it. But you didn't feel bad as he was probably thinking the same of you.

-So ? You ask impatiently.

-It's just Ethan. I'll put the phone in mute.

-Who's Ethan ?

-Landry ? One of my friends. He's in our math class ? Anyway, he's a friend."

By your face, he understands that you have no idea who this Ethan Landry may be. And that you don't care. This Ethan was just the fucker who disturbed you, he could go to hell for that matter. He shrugs, smiling when he can now get back to business. His hand roams your hips then go up to caress your tummy. Your hand goes on his shoulder and you pull him to you to kiss him.

The call was already forgotten. The temperature heated up.

His shirt is quickly out of the way, same for his pants and yours. His clothed erection rub against your genitals, you're burning from the inside. You thrust your hips against his and he smiles.

Your hand grab a handful of his hair and pull on it, the man smiles, his mouth leaving yours to start and suck on your neck. The boner in his underwear rub against your underwear. His last piece of clothes was hot and wet. At this point, it felt like he was naked. You could feel every veins and curve of it against you.

Finally, you thought, you're finally getting some dick. You just hope he's good.

Ethan saw fucking red. His hands were shaky. His whole body crumble with rage. His thoughts are full of one thing: fucking destroy him.

He had the audacity to take his lover from him, he had the audacity to fuck them before him, he had the audacity to fucking ignore him ?

No, no that's not possible. No, of course no. Ethan is a man of words. He swore he wouldn't let you slip between his fingers and he fucking won't. Tears fall from his eyes, from anger ? Sadness ? Frustration ? He doesn't know. But he starts laughing.

You both stop moving. The man turn around and stare at the closet before looking at you again, as if to make sure you heard that too.

Everything happened well too quickly for you to understand. You blinked and a man rushed out of the closet, knife in hand. Clothed in a Ghostface outfit. You screamed and tried to back off him, but with a wall behind you, you couldn't go really far.

Ghostface jumps on the bed, knife in the air, and suddenly, he plunges the blade in your fling's body. Blood splatter everywhere. Tears are running down your face and you can't control yourself.

You try to leave and fall off the bed before crawling on the ground to the door. You were still facing him as to be sure he wasn't coming to you. But it didn't seem he was interested by you.

It was as if he didn't even saw you.

Ghostface plunges his knife once, twice, and a lot more time in the already lifeless body with an uncontrollable rage. His hits were fast and angry, he was taking everything out on him. Hitting everywhere he could.

Crying, you try to get up, you fall the first time because of your shaking legs but you're standing seconds later. As silently as possible, you leave the room. You grab your phone and try to open the door but cry harder when it's locked. Your roomate locked it when they left.

Where is the key ? Where is the fucking key ? You don't want to die. You don't want to die ! In your panick, you drop your phone. But in a rush, you don't bother picking it up again.

By the time you found it, Ghostface was done with his prey. He was waiting for you before the door, head tilted. Blood was dripping from his knife and the white color of his mask was almost non existent.

You shake your head, crying your eyes out. The keys tightly held in your hands. You're dead. You're dead and you don't even know what you did to deserve that.

He stays before the door, no budging. He knows this door is your last hope and he's crushing it before your eyes. You try to think of another exit but there is none. You're at the fifth floor, if you jump, you're dead. But maybe it's better than to be killed because you know for sure: Ghostface is going to kill you.

"Please, you beg, I didn't do anything. you shake your head, body trembling like a leaf.

-I know." he says.

It wasn't even a real voice. You'll never know who is your killer. Your heart was probably going to explode at this rate. You couldn't breath, eyes boring into his hands, makig sure he wasn't moving. You were choking on your own saliva, crying each time his head moved a little.

When he takes a step, you squeal and back off, begging and crying, your words were slurred together, you couldn't even understand yourself what you were saying. You don't want to die, not like this. Your vision is blurry by your tears, all you see of him is a black spot with a white point. He's approaching.

"Don't cry, my love. I'm here." he says.

You frown and look at his mask in search of an answer. You couldn't see his facial expression and it was killing you. Who is this ? What do they want ? Why do they act as if they know you? You're scared, you're going to throw up.

"Please, let me live. you beg, one last time.

-I will, love. I will."

When he arrives before you, you close your eyes tightly. Praying this would be quick. But instead of slaughtering you like he did to the other, he puts his arms around you, holding you close to him. He shush you slowly, like you're a clid.

You're tensed, you stopped breathing and you're completly paralyzed. Every one of your muscle is put in pause. You don't dare look at his face, instead, you keep your eyes to the robe.

"Calm down, he says, you're okay. It's just me."

He was calm and you couldn't understand a thing. Who is 'me' ? Why doesn't he kill you when he already killed someone ? Why is he even hugging you ? What's happening ? You need to get out of here. Right, now.

"You're safe with me. Nothing will happen to you." you know his mask, his words, will haunt you until your death.

And when he lets you go, he gives you your phone back. He puts his hand on your head, touching your hair slowly before leaving by the front door.

Your eyes bore holes in the door, terrified at the idea of him coming back. You fall on the ground and vomit everything you could. Bawling your eyes out, you remember the dead man in your bed and call the cops with a shaky hands.

You don't remember much after that. Just that at some point, cops came and escorted you outside. You were alone on the parking building when you saw stretcher-bearer bring the dead body of the poor man in their car.

You stare at your hands, they're shaking and you want to throw up again just thinking about everything. The criminal fled, he killed him and he fled. You burst out in tears again, closing your eyes. A nurse comes talk to you but you can't hear anything. They're guiding you, you just follow.

You're empty. You can't think of aything else than the dead man. He's dead and you're not, why ? That's unfair. You're the one who invited him over. You should have died.

When you recognize a little more your surrondings, you're seated on the edge of the ambulance car with a coat on the shoulder, and now, you wear a pant. Hugging yourself. You don't even know how you got here, nor when. But you don't care. He's dead. He died. What the fuck. He got killed. Someone killed him. Someone was in your fucking closet in the first place. Was it even the first time ?

You know cops will ask you questions and you have no idea what you're supposed to tell them. That the man you were going to fuck had been killed by a ghostface hidden in your damn closet ? Yeah, you'll be put in jail before the end of your story. Your face is so dry, your body is numb. You can't feel anything other than guilt.

Ghostface disappeared, there is no proof of him having been there. From everyone's point of view, you two were alone and you killed him.

He's dead. The only man you ever talked to in months, dies after minutes in your flat. You're cursed. Did you really kill him ? No, no you didn't. You couldn't have known a killer was at home. It's not your fault. It's not your fault, it's not your fault.

Someone walks towards you. You know it's the cops. It's the end. It's the moment where you're wrongfully accused. Your eyes were glued to the ground and shoes enter your field of view. It do not look like cop's legs.

Well, if it is, he's not in service. Because that's a jean you're seeing right now. You follow the member further up to the face. You frown. That's definitely not a cop.

He smiles at you. He's young, maybe your age. He has curly hair and a boyish face. Who is that ?

"Hey, he says. You okay?

Your eyes are red and glossy. You're covered in blood and it's not even yours. You look like you saw a ghost and somehow, you did.

Do you look okay ? Is that really a fucking question ? Because you just witnessed a murder and you almost died yourself. So no, you're not fucking okay.

-Yeah, right. Sorry." He says.

He's not a nurse and he's not a cop. But he's not your friend or family either. Who is he ?

-My name's Ethan. I was a friend of... And it clicks. He's the one who called: Ethan Landry, from your math class.

-Yeah, I know."

Ethan sits next to you on the edge of the car. He smiles lightly. You ask yourself what is he doing here then decide to ignore it. He lost a friend. He raises his hand towards you, searching your eye for peermission to touch you and you shrug. He caresse gently your back to rassure you, to soothe you.

You don't know him but he's nice and you need someone. Everyone is running back and forth, ignoring you. You witnessed a damn murder and nobody bother to stay with you.

You two stayed like this a really long time. At least, in your mind it was long. Ethan tried to approach you more, moving his body. Then, he pulled your head to force you to lay it on his shoulder. But you didn't want to.

So you got up and moved away from him. When you faced him, his eyes were empty. You couldn't see any emotion. No sadness, no fear, no hapiness, no anger, just a void. It made a chill run down your spine.

Fortunaly, two cops arrived. One of them smiled at you, you didn't feel any compassion but he at least had the decency to try unlike the other who simply left without a word. The man tells you to sit down and you do, far from Ethan. Then, when you thought he'd talk to you, he turned to your new 'friend'.

"Ethan, right ? You told my colleague you were their boyfriend?

What ? You look at your said boyfriend and frown? Why would he say that ?

-Yes, I am. And I was a good friend of... He sighs but something in you tells you it's fake. I can't believe he's...

Something isn't right.

-Since the witness, your partner, is in shock and can't talk, we'd like you to share your contact details as we have to convoke you later for your deposition.

Why can't I talk ? Why is Ethan looking at me ? His eyes seems loving at first glance but when you really look into them, there is a sense of threat that reside. He's talking to you without words. He tells you to keep it shut.

-Of course, no problem. he stays silent while grabbing his phone, then lift his eyes and stare at the cops face. Just so you know, they didn't do anything.

-We'll see about that. Says the cop to conclude the interaction.

-Yeah, we'll see." Says 'Ethan' with a clenched jaw.

When the cops leave, you're left alone with him once again. Your hearing is muffled. In the background, a faint siren noise. Blurry stains of red and blue is all you see. The man puts his hand on your thight and you cringe. You try to get away from him, from this stranger.

Frustrated, hot tears start flowing down your face. You don't even cry strictly speaking as you stay silent. You can't feel anything, your body is just reacting to the situation alone. Ethan raises his hand to dry your tears and you back off to avoid him touching you.

Who the hell is this man ? And why is he here ? Telling everyone he's your partner ? Someone is dead for god's sake ! Does he really think it's the best time to joke ?

Other officers arrive towards you. You want to tell them you don't know who that damn man is. You want to scream at them so bad yet you can't. You don't know why but you can't move.

Ethan takes you in his arms. Tightening his hold around you. From the exterior, he looks like a caring boyfriend comforting his partner. But it's not. You don't know him.

Cops don't pay attention to you anymore, simply analyzing the area. You're left alone with him, this 'Ethan'. Is it really his name ? You don't find him as nice as before. Actually, you feel in danger with him. You try to push him but he hold you so thight it hurt.

He lifts you up without a care. You're scared. You don't know who he is nor what he wants, what he'll do. Just like Ghostface.

"Let me go." you cry, with weak and shaky voice as loud as a whisper.

He ignores it. He presses your chest flat against his, shushing you. And you know, you know it's him. You recognize him. You struggle, trying to leave. But he forces, hurting you. You beg, praying someone could come. But even if they did, they'd think you're crazy. Crazy after seeing such a horrible scene. Nobody will believe you.

Your body is shaking, you have trouble breathing and you can't articulate your thoughts. There is so much happening, outside and inside your head.

"Don't cry, my love. I'm here." he says, and you know, you know he said that.

Your tears are flowing freely. You close your eyes, trying to stop them but it's impossible. You're whining, pushing him away with all the sthrenght left in you, which isn't a lot. It's him, it's his fault. He killed him, he's Ghostface. You know it.

"Breath, it's okay.

No it's not. It's the killer, you're stuck with him. He won't ever let you go. He killed him with so much hatred, with so much rage. You're terrified of what he could do to you. He used such a violent manner to do it, too.

You can't even tell how many times this monster stabbed him. It was never ending. He never was satisfied, his fury keeping him from stopping.

You cry, and cry and cry but nobody cares. Maybe it is your fault. Maybe he really got killed because of you. Or maybe you could have helped.

-You're safe with me. Nothing will happen to you."

#ethan landry #yandere ethan landry #ethan landry x gn reader #yandere boy #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry fanfiction #ghostface #vitzi9writings

[bonefall]

I'm thinking of writing a Grey Wing redemption/pissed off fic where Grey is the one who kills Clear Sky/Skystar (a la Scourge) after he threatens Thunder/Thunderstar and another of Grey's adopted kits.

But idk how Grey gets that pissed. Thoughts?

Idk anon I'm gonna be honest, that feels really unlike Gray Wing. I'd say to use Thunder for a plot like that, tbh, the character that canonically makes several loud and angry rejections of Clear Sky's violence.

I don't like Gray Wing but he's very well characterized, y'know? Even at his absolutely most pissed moment in-canon he can only taunt Clear Sky into killing him with his Star Line. He's verbal, not physical.

He's able to land a little hit on people here and there, but he usually requires an entire group to do damage (Tom the Wifebeater and One Eye). Overall he's really bad at fighting. Good hunter, bad fighter. Even before his asthma he was kinda pathetic; killed Fox with a lucky hit, tried to attack Clear Sky over Jagged Peak and got curbstomped

And like, on that "verbal" thing, he's incredibly nasty and catty when he's upset. Barking at Turtle Tail for having the wrong friend, smugly watching Bumble get dragged off, shouting at Thunder several times over various things, the... whatever the hell the Erins thought they were doing with Jagged Peak (i still maintain that gray was actually totally right to scream at him that One Time, fuck u jagged peak).

I feel pretty strongly that his anger is primarily vocal. He's more likely to start yelling than hitting. If it does come down to an actual death match, he's more likely to get turned into tomato paste lmaoooo

So if he ever DID kill Clear Sky, I'd suggest it be an accident or as a result of one of his plans. In addition to his lack of physical capacity, honestly? I think Gray Wing would buckle if he had to make that choice.

He'd have his claw on his throat and be unable to pull down. Might be able to start screaming, "YOU TOOK MY BROTHER FROM ME!" or make a really harsh speech, maybe even cast Vicious Mockery. But I don't think he could ever ACTUALLY do a Yellowfang, let alone a Scourge. Not even if he saw Clear personally kill someone he loves.

If he ever actually did get Clear Sky killed, he'd also, honestly, probably change immensely for the negative. OR AT LEAST needing a long time to recover and accept he had no choice. I can't imagine him being able to live with the "guilt" very well, it would weigh on him. The "gentleness" would melt away as he becomes overall quite miserable and snappish, like he usually is when he's not happy.

(Could be very interesting to give someone else the kill after Gray can't bring himself to do it. Like Thunder jumped in to save his life, but it causes their relationship to fall apart completely.)

Overall I'd treat the premise as more of a "tragedy" than a "catharsis." Not based in anger, but immense pain and frustration.

#YOU ARE NOT THE GUY (yellowfang). #YOU (gray wing) ARE NOT CAPABLE OF BEING THE GUY (yellowfang). #I HAD A GUY (brokenstar) AND NOW I DON'T (dead brokenstar) #AND YOU (gray wing) ARE NOT THE GUY (yellowfang). #I don't LIKE Gray Wing but I feel like I GET him #It's like... i dislike him because i understand him #Ive known people like him. #So when he's (in my opinion) out of character it extra bugs me because That's Not Him #I want everyone to hate him correctly lmaooooooo #Someone told me im like a dude asking for pronouns so I cuss him out right and its so true #Rewrites also. I also like takes on the character that are kind with him #And examine his mindset as something that hurts others but also himself #Because it does!! #Enabling is bad for EVERYONE #Even though it may be based on kindness or good intention. #Bones gives advice

[acourtofthought]

Do you think Elain will get gwydion? I remember Sarah posting Blodeuwedd on her pinterest in association with Elain. The name Gwydion continues to show up in the story of Blodeuwedd

I don't think Elain would end up with Gwydion considering her character does not seem set up to become a warrior but, I do think there is something to her being tagged in a photo of Blodeuwedd and what it means for the sword.

Lucien, as Elain's mate, seems connected to that fairytale as he is the substitute for the role of Llew considering Llew was the one who had a wife created for him out of flowers, "the most beautiful maiden anyone had seen". And it was Llew's uncle "Gwydion" who created this wife for him.

"The name Gwydion is a boy's name meaning "born of trees". A name from Welsh mythology. In the Mabinogion, Gwydion was a powerful magician who made his nephew a wife from flowers (Blodeuwedd, meaning "face of flowers").

So we have the name being connected to the Blodeuwedd tale and that name means "born of trees" which is how Autumn Court males are often described. Lucien was a "son of the forest and he looked crafted from it", in SF we have similar imagery for Eris.

Those are two really big points in favor of Lucien getting Gwydion, in my opinion. Not to mention the sword is a symbol of the first High King of Prythian and if anyone is going to take up a symbol of that role, the one who helps maintain the peace across the lands of Pyrthian, human lands and the continent, there really is nobody more suited than Lucien.

The sword is also a Made object and we're told in SF that through Helion and his reaction to the Mask, Lucien has a possible connection to items of the Made variety.

I also really like the symbolism of Lucien having Gwydion and Az having Truth Teller. In the fairytale it's Az's character "Gronw" that tries to kill Llew (Lucien's character) with a spear which LLew evades when he turns into an eagle and flies away (interesting how Helion's beast form seems to match that description).

We have Az who holds all this jealousy towards Lucien, believing that he's not a good male and not deserving of Elain which is sad because the two actually have a lot in common and could have shared a decent connection had Az not let his bitterness get in the way.

If by the end of the series Lucien has Gwydion and Az has Truth Teller, it comes full circle. Where, because the blades were like two long lost friends catching up in HOFAS, Lucien and Az will always find themselves reconnecting over the years because of those blades. I think Az is acting like an ass at the moment but they're always going to be in one another's lives. Elain will always be Feyre's sister and Lucien will always be Elain's mate and Feyre's friends so there's going to be holidays spent together, children birthday celebrations spent together, and so on. I doubt SJM will close out these books where the two males share in animosity and this solution is one way to set right their past, how a friendship of sorts can take shape.

I also really like the thought that Nesta would bestow Gwydion to Lucien after the way she acted towards him once they all realized he was Elain's mate. It would be an acknowledgement from her that he is her brother and a worthy male for her sister. Editing after a conversation with @crazy-ache and an idea she had. It would always be symbolic of Nesta to pass the torch of Lucien taking care of her sister through the sword. I have no doubt that by the time her story is finished, the others will acknowledge that Elain is capable of taking care of herself but, Nesta will always want to know someone is looking out for her. Since I imagine she won't be the one to have that role any longer, it would probably give her peace of mind to have Lucien looking out for Elain (as Elain will look out for Lucien) especially with the knowledge that he has a Made weapon. Nesta has the Trove, Ataraxia, Narben is still out there, the dagger she created, it actually doesn't make sense for the members of the Night Court to keep all made weapons for themselves when Lucien and Elain are supposed to be equals to the members of the IC, just in a different court.

Other than that possibility.....

I don't know that I see Gwyn ending up with Gwydion as Az had a strange reaction when the blades were near one another. I can't imagine him dealing with that day in and day out. Gwyn also named a sword, unprompted, "Silver Majesty" and both Gwydion and TT have black blades (I think Narben will be hers).

If Lucien does not end up with Gwydion, I could see it going to Mor considering her family was the original ruling family of the Night Court and she could possible be a female descendant of Theia's. Bonus points if Az gives up the first Illyrian hero's dagger to Emerie, the first female Illyrian to complete the Rite.

As for Elain, I could see Lucien gifting her a dagger the way he once did Feyre. Something lovely and beautiful that she can keep for self protection and that does not have the bloody history that Truth Teller does.

#azriel acotar #lucien vanserra #pro lucien vanserra #elucien #elain archeron #gwydion #morrigan acotar #acotar theory #elain and lucien

[houseofperfecttaste]

A Boyfriend and a stalker (5)

Warnings: violence, sexual assault, swearing

Y/N slowly gained consciousness but she was still feeling hazy and dizzy, her eyes were fluttering open and she was able to make out the figure sitting next to her rushing to her side when seeing she was waking up. "What did you do?" She asked hurt, fear, and sadness laced in her voice not being able to comprehend why he drugged and kidnapped her. "I saved you baby, I did this for us to be able to have a future with you." Rafe smiled down at her his hand stroking her hair as she tried to move away from his touch but was too tired to move. "Home." Y/N muttered lazily pulling the blankets over her turning away from Rafe. "I wanna go home." She whispered before drifting off to sleep. "You are home." Rafe kissed her head before laying next to her.

JJs POV

"Alright go go go." I motioned my friends to run to the cargo shipping container and we all sprinted inside of it to make sure none of the Camerons hunch men saw us. "So what's the plan here JJ?" John B asked me and I pushed my tongue to my cheek cocking my head to the right and John Bs eyes grew wide. "You don't have a plan?" He exclaimed quietly getting in my face. "Alright just give me a minute.....Pope anything?" I hoped turning to face the smart one of the group and he exhaled and looked around the crate as he thought of something. "we can pull the alarm and get all the men, Rose, Wheezie, Ward and Rafe all in the room and lock them in there while we find Y/N and Sarah." We all decided who was going to do what and now we were just waiting for our container to be loaded onto the ship.

I was sitting on the ground leaning against the container my knees to my chest as my hands were running through my hair and tugging on the ends slightly. "You okay?" Kie asked sitting next to me. "What if he hurt her? What if they hurt her and Sarah? I'm gonna fucking kill Rafe." I tried to maintain my composure not wanting any of them to know that inside of my head I was going absolutely crazy thinking about if Rafe touched or hurt my girl. "I love her Kie, she needs to be okay." I let a tear slip quickly wiping it away hiding my face. "Look, Rafe is crazy yes but I don't think he would physically hurt her, he also loves her." Kie rubbed my back to comfort me and I gave her a small smile to thank her. The container shifted a loud buzzing noise started and we all braced ourselves for being in the air for a minute and hid behind boxes when we felt the container be placed on the boat.

Y/Ns POV

I woke up sitting up slightly looking around the room finally sober and awake enough to realize I was in the middle of the ocean. I looked to my right to see Rafe sleeping beside me and I grew sick at the sight of him. I tried to move away from him but his hand wrapped around my waist pulling me closer to him and nuzzled his face in my neck. "Get away from me Rafe." I pushed him off of me and got up and sat on the couch across the room. "Baby?" Rafes voice was groggy as he sat up and saw he sitting across the room giving him a look that could kill. "I hate you. Why Rafe, why would you do this to me?" I started to tear up thinking about never being able to see JJ, my brother or my friends again and how I'll be trapped with Rafe and his family for the rest of my life.

"No, no, no sweetie I did this for us, we can be together forever without anyone standing in our way I love you." Rafe shot out of bed walking towards me and I got up and backed away from him. "Well I don't love you Rafe! I don't want to be together forever! I love someone else!" Rafes eyes darkened and he strutted towards me and pinned me against the wall his face inches away from me as he held my arms down. "You're going to fucking forget about Maybank, you're mine now you're never going to see him again." I scoffed rolling my eyes at him and I spat in his face and he chuckled a sadistic smile on his face as he wiped it off his tongue rolling across his teeth.

He licked his lips his hand moving up to my throat wrapping around it squeezing the sides. "Why do you have to be such a brat? I'm trying to give you a better life and this is how you repay me?" His head tilted looking down at me with teasingly disappointing eyes knowing he has full control over me. I decided to keep my mouth shut knowing it's what best for me in this situation. "That's my good girl." He caressed my cheek kissing my jaw then down my neck his hands firmly holding my hips pressing me into him. I heard a knock on the door and Rafe slapped his hand over my mouth whispering for me to stay quiet before Wards voice boomed through the door and I started to cry knowing there was no way for me to escape since his whole family was in on his crazy idea.

"Shhh it's okay sweetheart no need to cry. I'll be back baby my dad needs my help make yourself comfortable." He kissed my head before leaving and I sunk to the ground hearing the lock click from the outside. I started pounding on the door screaming for help but no one ever came to rescue me. "Y/N." I heard my name faintly and I turned around scared as I looked around the room as I heard my name being said repeatedly. I leaned down to the vent on the ground and my spirits rose when realizing it was Sarahs voice but my heart dropped again thinking how they also had to kidnap her. "Sarah! Oh my god are you okay? Did they drug you too?" "Yeah Rose did it, I'm guessing Rafe did it to you?" "You would be correct." I sighed sitting against the wall my knees to my chest. "Did he lock you inside the room too?" "Yeah, there's no way to escape. We're trapped Sarah." My voice cracked mid sentence. "We're not trapped Y/N, we'll find a way out we always do." She reassured me and I heard the doorknob jiggle and I quickly told Sarah Rafe was back and I climbed into the bed pulling the blankets over me.

"Heres some food beautiful." He smiled down at me handing me a box and a cherry coke. I opened the box and was met with the sight and smell of my favorite wrap. "Thank you." I whispered not wanting to be nice to him, he didn't deserve any kindness or remorse for what he did and has done. "I'm sorry for earlier, I didn't mean to hurt you." His fingers grazed the bruises his fingers left on my throat when he was choking me and I smacked his hand away. "Don't touch me." I scooted away from him and ate my wrap and watched whatever he had put on the tv. The door opened and Ward walked in a warm smile being sent my way and disgust took over my face at how normal he was acting like he didn't just kidnap two girls.

I put my box and drink on the side table and laid down facing away from the two Camerons as they talked about god knows what, I had zoned out thinking about JJ and what our future would’ve looked like. “How are you doing Y/N?” Wards loud voice asked and I laughed sarcastically turning to look at him. “Hm let’s see you just kidnapped me and now I’m trapped forever so I’m doing great.” I sent him a smile then rolled my eyes turning back over. I followed the sounds of his footsteps lead out the door before Rafe wrapped his arm around me holding me close. “I can’t wait to put a kid in you.” He whispered my heart rate increasing quickly, I wasn’t even close to ready for being a mom and I especially didn’t want one with him. “You’re never getting a baby from me.” “That’s very funny. You will give me a baby sweetie, maybe more than one.” He stroked my hip his hand slipping under my shirt.

I slipped out of his grasp standing up and pacing back and forth in front of him as he scooted towards the end of the bed watching me. "Y/N." He spoke softly trying to grab my hand and I moved it away from him wanting to slap him across the face. "Let me go Rafe. I won't tell anyone I promise, just please let me go." I begged him. "I can't do that baby. You're mine." "I'm not yours Rafe! YOU cheated on ME! You fucked us up not me." His eyes darkened and narrowed at me as he stood up and chuckled. "And I'm trying to fix us! Why can't you just be fucking grateful that I'm trying to get us back together?"

"Because I don't want to be with you Rafe! You're a fucking psychopath, you're crazy!" "Watch your fucking mouth." He growled his hands grabbing my arms roughly. "Fuck you Cameron." I tried to get out of his grasp but he once again wrapped his hand around my throat his other hand tangled in my hair. "You're never going to escape, I'm never letting you out of my sight." He pushed me against the wall his hand roaming my body grabbing at my breasts and he covered my mouth so he couldn't hear my cries or pleas.

He slowly lifted my shirt over my head leaving me in my blue seamless bra and his pupils dilated at the sight of me and he got on his knees kissing my stomach and then bunched up my bra letting my breasts free and my nipples hardened at the feeling of the cold air. He wrapped his lips around my bud sucking soothingly on it and I closed my mouth not wanting any sound to come out to let Rafe know I was enjoying it. God how could I be liking this? Rafes a fucking asshole and I'm with JJ I love JJ and I don't want to do anything with Rafe. He kidnapped me I have to push him off of me. My senses kicked in and I shoved Rafe off of me pulling my shirt back on.

"What? You like it too much?" He asked with his stupid cocky smile on his face. "Absolutely not, I hated all of that." I sat on the bed huffing wishing I could see Sarah. "Sure you did sweetheart." He chuckled sitting next to me. "Rafe do you really think kidnapping me and forcing me to be with you is going to get me to love you again?" Rafe groaned placing his hands over his face and falling back onto the bed. "God, do you ever shut up?" "Wow fuck you." I scoffed rolling my eyes and I started thinking about all the places he could be taking me. An alarm started blaring through the speakers and I looked at Rafe startled. "Stay here."Rafe ordered running out the door locking it behind him.

JJs POV

Kie and I were hiding near one of the exits of the control room waiting to close and lock it so we could all go and rescue Y/N and Sarah. We heard a lot of yelling and commotion and we got the signal from John B to lock the door and we slammed it shut and as we were closing it Rafe and I locked eyes and I smirked at him knowing we all outsmarted him and his asshole dad. "I'll fucking kill you Maybank!" Rafe shouted and Kie and I closed it and locked it then went to our sections of the boat looking for the girls.

"Y/N! Sarah! Y/N!" I shouted running through the halls over and over not hearing any response and I went through each hall hoping that someone else had better luck and found them. I heard slight screaming and banging and I ran towards the sound yelling their names. "JJ!" I heard and recognized it as Y/Ns voice. "Y/N!" I became so ecstatic that I finally found her my mind and heart being at ease and I hoped she was okay and that asshole didn't hurt or touch her.

"I'm here baby. I got you, you're okay." I said through the door trying to find something to unlock the door with. "Baby is there a hanger or a paper clip or something you can slid under the door for me to use?" "Yeah one second babe." I heard her say and I could tell by her voice that she's so relieved that I'm here for her. Moments later she slid a hanger under the door and I was able to pick the lock with it and I swung it open seeing Y/N and the biggest smile spread across my face as I ran up to her wrapping my arms around her spinning her around kissing her lips.

"God I'm so sorry baby I love you so much, I'm such an asshole. Are you okay sweetie? Did he hurt you?" I rambled placing her down looking over her my eyes stopping on a dark spot on her neck. I bit my lip moving her hair behind her and seeing the black and blue bruises across her neck. "He choked you?" Sadness, guilt, anger was all laced in my voice. I imagined Rafes hand wrapped around her throat squeezing and I almost lost my mind. "I'm okay JJ. I love you, it's not your fault. I don't blame you at all." She reassured me running her hand through my hair kissing me again sensing that I was about to lose my shit.

"I love you so much too. Now let's get you off this boat." I kissed her nose grabbing her hand and leading her towards the lifeboats. As we got closer I saw that the group had found Sarah and they were all getting on. As we were about halfway to the lifeboats Rafe stood in front of us blocking our path. "Let’s finish what we started shall we Maybank?” He smirked and my eyes trailed down his arm to see a gun in his hand and I pushed Y/N behind me ready to fight to the death to get her to safety. “We shall.” I threw the first punch to his face ignoring Y/Ns pleas for me to stop. “Get to the boats Y/N!” I yelled at her and she shook her head. “I’m not leaving you.” Rafe sent a punch to my face reaching for the gun as I was on the ground. I got up quickly twisting Rafes arm making the gun fall out of his hand and i kicked his leg and pushed his head down into the floor.

“Y/N baby you need to go okay? I’ll take care of Rafe and I’ll meet you on the boat I promise baby.” I looked up at her from the ground and she shook her head saying she was going to stay with me. I went to object but Rafe elbowed me in the face, my head flying backwards quickly and then Rafes fist collided with my face multiple times before he kicked me across the face making me groan and spit out a bunch of blood. I looked up and saw Rafe roughly grabbing Y/N and trying to drag her to the stairs but she was fighting against him and punching his chest. My blood started to boil I felt like I was going to explode and I ran over to him tackling him to the ground my forearm against his throat as I punched his torso repeatedly. I was so caught up in the moment I didn’t realize Rafe had reached for his gun and he hit me over the head with the butt of it making me fall off of him.

Rafe held the gun against my temple leaning over me smirking and laughing. “I always win.” He gloated and I heard Y/Ns cries as John B was dragging her to the boats and forcing her in it. “Not this time.” I grabbed his wrist head butting him and kicking him off of me grabbing the gun and pointing it at him. I tried to pull the trigger but for some reason I couldn’t. My finger wouldn’t move I was doubting if i even should pull it. I sighed lowering the gun to my side and chucking it into the ocean. “No!” Rafe yelled trying to save the gun and he placed his hands on the railing his head hanging low before turning his head to look at me and he grabbed my collar pushing me into the rails and punching me again.

“You ruin everything you dirty fucking Pogue.” He spat in my face sucker punching me in my stomach making me topple over in pain and he took the opportunity to take a free punch on my face. The world around me was a blur, screams of my friends faint in my ears as I tried to keep my eyes open. “Hope you can swim fucker.” His voice was smug and he smiled psychopathically at me before pushing me over the railing, me falling unconscious as I hit the water.

Y/Ns POV

“JJ!” I screamed trying to lower the lifeboat faster but I grew impatient and jumped into the water swimming towards JJs body to find him unresponsive. “JJ? Come on baby stay with me.” I wrapped his arm around my shoulder swimming towards the boat and lifting him into it with the help of our friends. Once we got him layed down I started doing CPR on him and begging him to wake up. “Please wake up J. I love you.” I sobbed my hands pressing into his chest again and he jolted forward spitting water out of his mouth and I grabbed his shoulders pulling him up into the tightest hug I could ever give him.

“Baby i love you but you’re hurting me.” JJs voice was weak and I apologized pulling away from him and placing my hand on his cheek kissing his lips and resting my forehead against his. “Are you okay?” JJ asked as I sat in front of him ripping off a piece of my shirt dipping it into the ocean and cleaning the blood off his entire face and fists. “Y-yeah I’m good.” I forced a smile my eyes flickering to his baby blues and I could tell he knew I was lying but wasn’t going to push it in front of others. I looked away from him and turned my head to look at the boat we just escaped and saw Rafe pointing a gun to us and lowering it moments later not being able to shoot at me.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you, did he do anything?” John B asked as he sat next to me wrapping his arm around my shoulders. “It’s not your fault John B, and I’d rather not talk about it. Ever.” I let out a small chuckle and JJ grabbed my hand caressing the back of it with his thumb. John B nodded and looked around not knowing what else to say. “You can go talk to Sarah.” I giggled out and he kissed my cheek before heading over to his girl to make sure she was also okay. “Come here.” JJ opened his arms and I snuggled myself into his arms wrapping myself around him feeling secure and happy with him.

“I should’ve listened to you. I ignored the problem and got hurt. You were right.” I whispered into his neck giving it a light kiss and he rubbed my back tilting my head back so I could look at him. “I shouldn’t have stormed out like that baby, I should’ve been there to protect you, hell you wouldn’t have even been out there if it wasn’t for me.” His eyes were boring into mine and I could tell he was feeling so much guilt towards the situation and was placing all the blame on himself. “Please don’t blame yourself JJ. This isn’t your fault, it’s not mine, it’s Rafes and his crazy familys fault.” I traced the bruises on his face placing a kiss on each one. I laid my head on his shoulder my eyes slowly closing as sleep took over me finally feeling safe.

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This is the last part I hope you all enjoyed reading this series as much as I enjoyed writing it! <3

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[sheriff-t-money]

headcanon: 003

The police force.

So, obviously we know that Travis worked as an officer before he became Sheriff of North Kill county. We don't know how long he worked as a cop. For my own canon, I believe he signed up around 21 years of age.

We're led to believe North Kill is a relatively small, rural, town. We don't know its exact population (although if someone DOES know, by all means give me the details!). However, if it's on the smaller side, then that means the police department doesn't have as much funding as a county that's large.

Police departments receive funding from property taxes. The more and bigger properties there are, the more money the department has to hire workers, purchase resources, and maintain safety vehicles and infrastructure.

North Kill's police department is likely small. Including Travis as the sheriff, I imagine there may be three or four other police officers in the county. This isn't uncommon. Most police departments actually have around 10 police officers or fewer.

I wouldn't even be surprised if Travis had to wait a few years until he could join because the county just couldn't hire anyone until someone retired.

So, why would Travis want to join the police force? It's not a safe job even in a quiet town like North Kill. I think there are several reasons.

One, it gave him authority. As someone who was abused and continues to face abuse, authority is something stripped from him. He wanted it back. Being an officer of the law provided that opportunity.

Two, it got him out of the house. Police officers work odd hours. It's easy for him to spend a lot of time on patrol or just in the station rather than at home. He's able to provide and protect his family while also limiting his time there. That's a bonus for him.

Three, he likes being able to protect people. If there's one thing that's obvious about Travis, it's that he's a protector. He doesn't always protect the right individual or protect in the right way, but he is a protector. Those are some honed instincts that seem natural to him. Being a big brother also puts him in that role naturally. He thinks he's good at it. Doesn't mean he is. But he THINKS he is. Being an officer allows him to protect people outside of his own family, and I think he likes that, too.

Four, power. Travis is a Hackett. For a long time, Hacketts had a lot of power. That power has dwindled over the years, but the desire for it hasn't faded. Power is addictive and feels damn good. For a man who doesn't typically feel good, having power is a balm.

Five, companionship. Travis pegs me as a bit of an introvert or ambivert. He has that sort of introverted social awkwardness that goes with the territory (as spoken by a socially awkward introvert). But even introverts need a bit of human contact. Like a little, little bit. Since the Hacketts appear quite insular, it's likely that he only had a few fair-weather friends growing up. Most of those friends likely came through the summer camp (more headcanons on that later!). They came. They went. As an officer, he was able to rub elbows with men and women of the law. Consistently. He may not have exactly discovered his found family per se, but it's a group of people a hell of a lot healthier than the relationships he has at home. I also think that ability to have connected to people outside of home, consistently, is why he isn't "at the bottom of the well" with the rest of his family. They helped him keep to his moral compass (as shaky and grey as his morality already was).

Now, with all the reasons why Travis may have wanted to join up, let's examine what he went through during his training. I'm pulling this information from NYPD which likely has longer training hours than most other counties due to the particulars of crime in New York City. But I imagine the training courses, themselves, are similar throughout the state of New York if not the country.

Travis would have received academic, tactical, firearm, driver, and some other miscellaneous training in the academy.

Academic studies include:

Crisis intervention

Response to individuals with mental health and substance abuse issues

Investigation of domestic abuse

Assisting victims of crime

Preservation of crime scenes

Response and investigation of vehicle collisions and building collapses

Organizing searches for missing individuals

I think we see his academic training come into play through the game. To me, Travis is exceptionally good at compartmentalizing. I think that also stems from his abusive relationship with his mother. To survive, he had to compartmentalize.

This likely also explains some of his behavior in the game. Why he's able to switch so easily from one instance to the other or seemingly turn off his emotions at a given moment. He has to in order to keep a clear head and respond rationally to a dangerous situation.

Tactical studies include:

Calisthenics (strength training via body weight, ie: lunges, push-ups, pull-ups, sit-ups, etc.)

Defensive tactics

Straight baton

Extendable baton

Frisking and cuffing

First aid

CPR

Water safety skills

There were two moments in the game that really showed his defensive tactics at work. The first is in the Prologue. He responds just as a well-trained officer would when he asks Laura to step out of the car. He does not turn his back on Max or Laura. He walks backward.

Secondly, he also doesn't turn his back on his mother. When it's clear she's about to get into one of her "moods," he does not turn his back on her. He is defending himself.

These tactics are also on display when he's defending others. During the tense scene when Constance turns the light out so Laura can't shoot anyone, he turns the light back on. He makes the room a safer environment because ain't no one should be shooting guns in the dark. Duh.

When he barges into the room with Laura and Jed (and possibly Constance if she's alive), he makes himself the bigger target. He draws attention to himself to defend the others in the room.

Now, let's talk about first aid. There are a few moments where Travis gets a bit touchy-touchy with Laura. I personally think he's touch-starved (another headcanon on that later). That doesn't make his touchiness right. I'm just trying to explain where it comes from.

He touches her rather . . . shall we say familiarly? . . . in two scenes. The first is in the Prologue when she bumps her head. He produces his handkerchief and attempts to clean the wound. Does he also make it a bit creepy? Yup. You might find it endearing, you might not. He's an awkward man who likely wanted to try and ensure she wasn't actually bleeding under the dirt (because head trauma is a serious thing that a lot of people just brush off) but did so in the most awkward way possible.

The second is when she's sleeping after bandaging her eye. We see his hand come up, slightly hover over her injury, and attempt to peel back the bandage. She wakes up, and he draws back. Again, a familiar touch. Best to have woken her up first. I don't think he was here looking to softly caress a cheek while the beautiful damsel was sleeping. He just wanted to see what the heck had happened to her eye and whether she required first aid.

Should he have asked when she was awake? Absolutely. But based on their past interactions, he probably thought she'd fight him on that, too, and next thing you know . . . infection and hospitalization. And he needs to keep them both out of the hospital.

Finally, it's my headcanon that Travis was already pretty proficient at CPR and water safety skills before entering the academy. He was likely a summer camp counselor, and he's a bit of a wiry lad from the start, so being a lifeguard just makes sense to me.

This was a big headcanon post with bunches of little headcanons in there, too, so thanks for having the patience to read it all!

#headcanon [we're just trying to survive like everyone else] #travis hackett [a good boy] #tw abuse

[arse-blathanna]

Hi!! Sorry for asking but I can't get blorbos out of my head and I need to annoy someone.

What do you think of Roche and Ves's relationship? Could Ves possibly turn against Roche and overthrow him? I still can't get over that quest with Milfgaard where Ves straight up disobeyed and maybe at some point questioned his leadership in her mind. It's sad to think that the most important person in Roche's life could just left him all alone and now I'm torturing myself by thinking about it :,)

Anon I think about the Vernon and Ves relationship so much you have no idea. The main thing that strikes me about it is the odd undefined space that they exist in, largely as a result of their circumstances. As commander and soldier, the other aspects of their relationship are there but sort of silent. To try and define it could potentially be an abuse of power on Roche's part. So we have to question as the audience: Is it father/daughter? Older brother/little sister? Potential lovers? We don't know, but we do know that these two are attached to each other, nearly inseparable.

Roche rescued a teenage Ves and she's been at his side for years. They've seen their king die, their country fall and possibly rise again, they've lost the Blue Stripes, their friends. Their community. All gone. But after that they were always together.

That one blip of separation and disagreement in the Witcher 3 is there. But it's not a failing of care or loyalty on either's part, not really. Roche was (necessarily) in a position where he had to keep alliances with Nilfgaard a secret. From what we've seen the only people who knew about that whole arrangement at the time were Thaler and Emhyr. Could Roche have been open with Ves about this? Maybe. But he kept it quiet, so we don't know.

Ves' side in that is also worth talking about. From her perspective, Roche is abandoning Temerians to Nilfgaard which is distinctly out of character for him. But its also a situation which directly mirrors her own background. A village being razed, it's people murdered? The only thing that changes is instead of it being Scoia'tael attacking it's the Nilfs. Of course she'd be upset by what looks like Roche's negligence from her perspective. She doesn't know that he's doing what he can to maintain a fragile tentative alliance.

Of course the interactions surrounding that gives the most credence to the father and daughter interpretation of their relationship. Between Vernon trying to ground Ves the first time, the complaining about what she's wearing not because it's tits out for Temeria but because he was afraid she'd be hurt, and then grounding her again. One thing is clear: he cares for Ves. A lot. He's terrified he'd lose her.

And if you're worried about her leaving, I'll remind you of what happens after. Vernon tries to go to Kaer Morhen alone, and Ves doesn't let him. She follows him, that whole issue with the village more or less behind them. They go back to Temeria together, Ves gets brought into the fold where killing Radovid is concerned. And if Geralt chooses it, they can even see their kingdom live again, even if they have oversight from Nilfgaard.

What happens to them after? We don't know. But I imagine they wouldn't separate, not unless they had to. They love each other too much, even if they don't get to say that aloud.

#anon #anonymous #ask #vernon roche #ves #ves the witcher #meta #witcher meta

[llycaons]

ep49 (1/3): a shocking numbers of fans watched this scene where jgy cried a lot and fully swallowed his excuses. guys. guys.

oh wwx is annoyed as hell that jgy is dodging responsibility for everything he's done when he, wwx, never once denied his actions and bore the full weight of them and then some

more evidence for my 'jgy actively encourages lxc's crush even though he has no intention of ever reciprocating because it grants him power over him' hc!!!!!

oh jeex lxc looks like shit. I mean I guess he's had a rough couple of days. look at those eyes bags

lxc: I'm not your sworn brother anymore. jgy (realizing he's losing his grip on lxc): NOOOOO 😭😭😭😭😭

okay to be fair I'm sure there is some genuine grief for losing the friendship and camaraderie of the one person who has always vouched for him, saved his life, supported him, etc. lxc was a wonderful friend and a powerful, steadfast ally. wasted on jgy!

you can practically see the forehead vein popping here. I don't think an lxc who fully understands jgy would ever love him. if xiyao is happening in some fic, either jgy is lying or someone's being mischaracterized. not that social factors didn't play a role in the things jgy did, but if you ignore his sadistic and vengeful nature, his willingness to murder innocent people, his unrepentant manipulation and deceptive nature, you're losing a lot of his character. for him to be someone who doesn't hurt others, he'd have to be someone guaranteed safety and respect and a position from birth. but that's so antithetical to his role in canon it wouldn't be the same person anyway

huh. why hasn't jgy tried to harras lwj more? I guess he got what he wanted and beyond lwj sealing himself, there's not much a reaction jgy can provoke

WELL. pretty clear choices here. jgy you could have packed up and fled the country before trying to kill a bunch of people and kidnapping children

lxc: why were you so cruel and murderous??? dude?? jgy: I HAD NO CHOICE BRO 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 you believe me right??? would it help if I did this 😭😭😭😭

compared to wwx's impassioned, rational, fair defenses of himself and the people he was trying to protect, this is so pathetic. wwx never denied what he did, never dodged responsibility. when he said he had no other choices, it was in defense of innocent people at risk of political persecution and mass murder, not in defense of killing people to maintain his own position, he apologized for the death of jxz and suffered his own death in retribution for even the best things he did

YOU COULD HAVE LEFT!!!! or idk, face up to the consequences of your actions

I am so so sorry to bring the marvel 'cinematic' universe into our beautiful liveblog today but this shot just screamed "Tony, you CHOSE to do that' to me

of course he ~nobly~ doesn't deny it ONCE IT'S ALREADY COME TO LIGHT. but he denied up until the breaking point because he's a slippery eel and it's impossible to get him to face any consequences for his actions!!! if I was lxc I would be exasperated to death too

NEAT FRAMING

ohhh this flashback is so skin-crawling. I really love how deathly pale the robes and jgy's face are. the red of the wedding robes and the decorations are so ominous and omnipresent, like something horrifying about to happen, like something inescapable. the music really adds to the eeriness of the scene

it always hurt so bad that qs was so excited for her wedding night. she was happy! she liked jgy a lot and always respected him and his mother! she was a good and kind and innocent person and she had no IDEA god I feel sick I hate him so much

jgy really never spared a single thought to qs's well-being. it was all about him, and his horror, and his choices, and his position, and the injustices enacted on him. self-centered to the very end. of course he didn't think he had a choice. he would never choose against his own self-interest no matter how many people he hurt. god, qin su should have lived. her suicide was such bullshit

oh my god SUCH bullshit. 'uwu but I worked so hard!' okay yeah I get it's a precarious political situation and the issue isn't even your fault but DUDE. you're placing your own power and ambition higher in importance than this woman's entire life. and you MUST have known you would have murdered any child you two had.

pretty sucky situation all around. shocking idea though. YOU COULD HAVE TOLD QIN SU

jgy truly goes through life as if it was a me-or-them battle for survival in every single situation. in his mind, whoever bore the burden here would be the one destroyed, and he never would choose his own destruction. and it does make sense based on his environment and upbringing. god, he's such a good villain. none of this at all excuses his actions ofc, but it's an extremely compelling and powerful motivator for a villain hell-bent on surviving, viewing every situation as battle to the death, and fully buying into being viewed as the victim of every scenario

another contrast to wwx! wwx hates being seen as someone who was hurt. he dislikes being viewed as weak or vulnerable in any way by his enemies (and often his allies), and the way he wins battle and arguments is though either his power or his own honesty. for someone who omits key information and lowkey manipulates many of his loved ones, his straightforward arguments are more often than not the complete truth

in case we needed a reminder of his active sadism at work. who gaf about his dad but those poor women were treated as murder weapons and then mass murdered themselves

oh I do not like this slap scene, and I'm glad lxc is horrified by it as well. the exposure of jgy's crimes has never retroactively justified the classism and oppression he fought against, nor does it grant permission to his social superiors to treat him like they're inherently better than him, such as with this slap

#cql re-rewatch #not to brag but this one is juicy

[beautifulmadnesss]

"Safe and Sound" Theon Greyjoy x Jeyne  Poole Imagine

Summary: A short story of Theon and Jeyne's life and escape from Winterfell inspired by this amazing edit by @alemoncakelife

A/N: This is a mix of show and book (SPOILERS for both), plus some of my own interpretation. Obvious Ramsay warnings are in place, but I tried not to be too graphic.

She was facing the man that was now her husband, yet all she saw was a monster with a wicked grin. His eyes full of hunger as he scanned his prey. The greed shone as he triumphantly held the hand of not only his wife, but what he believed to be a token of his alliance with the Lannister family. No longer a bastard, but a Lord, now married to Arya Stark.

Reek watched on as the girl he, as Theon Greyjoy, had once chased around the halls of this castle with joyous laughter was now forced to reside alongside him in Hell. Only he knew the horrors that she was to face in this new life. Ramsay had broken Theon, but he had not killed him. He would maintain the facade of Reek, but he vowed to himself and to her, that he was going to get the both of them out of Winterfell and away from this vile monster.

After the ceremony, Ramsay led his new wife behind his servant, Reek, to their new bedchambers. He turned toward his new wife with a wicked grin as he leaned forward to kiss her for the first time.

The girl fought hard not to recoil when his lips first touched hers. It was the first time she had ever kissed someone and this was not at all how she imagined it.

Her hands shook as she fought with the clasps of her wedding attire.

"I don't like to be kept waiting," her new husband said as he leered over her shoulder. His patience was thinning rapidly.

Hot tears spilled from her eyes as she tried and failed to remove the gown. The sound of the fabric tearing caused both the other occupants in the room to jump, while Ramsay simply shoved his wife onto the bed.

Every part of him wanted so desperately to help her, as she cried. He had done so many times throughout their childhood together and as much as he wanted to save her now, he knew that in this moment, it was safer to not intervene. He had learned first hand how horrific Ramsay was when he was angry and had witnessed what Ramsay did to those who defied him. Theon knew that he had to make a plan to get them both out of their home and as far away as possible, but in order to do that, Ramsay had to think he was entirely in control. He tried to remain composed, but he couldn't help, but weep for Jeyne. He would've given anything to spare her the torture that Ramsay was inflicting upon her.

Jeyne knew Theon was only a few feet away from her, yet it brought her no comfort. He had cried, but done nothing to stop her husband from raping her. She was angry with him, yet even that was overshadowed by how entirely empty and vastly alone she felt.

Every inch of this castle was familiar to her, she had grown up here alongside her best friend, Sansa Stark, who's father was the former Lord of Winterfell. As a little girl, she had ran through these halls full of laughter and life, now they were cold and only echoed her cries each night. She scarcely ate or slept, only doing so when Ramsay would force her. She wanted to die, anything was better than living each day in fear and pain. There was nothing to look forward to. All she was to do in life was to bear heirs for her vile husband. The thought of bringing a child into this home frightened her and yet she had no choice. Her life was supposed to be serving her best friend, as they married handsome men and had beautiful babies. It was full of joy, hope, and possibility. Now all she knew was despair.

Ramsay grew increasingly more angry as the Lannisters made no move to support him beyond spreading the lie that he had married Arya Stark. His father was dead as was his brother and step-mother. Now all he needed was an heir of his own, then he could truly move forward with claiming more power. The girl had yet to be with child, so he feared that she was finding a way to prevent it. He ordered Reek and Myranda be the only ones who were allowed to interact with her. He was sure that this way, he could trust nothing would be done to prevent him from attaining what he wanted.

Theon was hopeful the moment he discovered he would be bringing Jeyne her food. For the first time he would have a moment alone with her and he could share the plan he had come up with. However, when he came to her room, she didn't believe him.

"You're just trying to trick me. I know you are his servant and you're just as awful is he is," she yelled at him.

"I swear to you, that I am not. Ramsay is going on a hunt tomorrow, that is when we will escape. He will never hurt you again." Theon wasn't sure if it was exhaustion or relief, but the girl fell forward into his arms. As gently as possible, he held her close, only gingerly touching the raw skin on her back from where the whips had torn away the skin.

When Theon left, she tried not to allow the hope to consume her, only to push back at the clutches of despair that threatened to overwhelm her. That evening after returning from her husband, Jeyne slept, not without nightmares, but with the slightest glint of that future life of possibility she had once thought certain.

The shadows from the quickly setting sun creeped across the floor of her room, ebbing away at the hope that had built in her heart despite her best efforts to block it out. She was no longer pacing, but simply laying in her bed when her door opened and Theon called her name.

He was quite sure that neither one of them were going to make it out of the castle, his only hope was that they would die in the process before Ramsay could get a hold of them and inflict untold horrors. Though, he did not share this information with Jeyne, only holding tight to her hand as they wound their way through the castle they knew better than anyone else. This advantage allowed them to stay hidden except for one moment in which he was forced to quickly turn back around a corner and pull her against his chest to hid from a passing guard.

Her heart thumped just as rapidly as his own as they waited in still silence for the guard to pass. They were so close. Theon started to consider that they could possibly escape and survive.

As Theon pulled her up to the top of the battlements, she looked at the impossibly long jump. She knew the snow would provide some protection, but it was still a dangerous jump. They both only hesitated for a moment before her took her in his arms and jumped.

In the moment her feet left the stone, she felt free, no longer trapped at the mercy of a monster. She was at peace, knowing either they would die or they would be safe.

The peace she felt shattered the same moment her ribs did. Her scream was muffled by Theon's chest as he landed on top of her in the snow. She had not expected such an agonizing impact and for a few moments struggled to breath.

Theon didn't have time to feel horrible for hurting her, he heard the shouts of the guards from where they had just jumped from. Their only choice was to run as fast and far as they could. He grabbed her arm and pulled hard until she was standing. Without a moment to adjust, he dragged her along towards their only hope of survival, Jon Snow.

A/N I have been wanting to write for game of thrones and I saw this edit and it inspired this piece. Let me know if you want more game of thrones.

#theon greyjoy #Theon Greyjoy imagine #jeyne poole #imagine #game of thrones #game of thrones imagine #got #got imagine #Theon Greyjoy x reader #Theon x reader

[the-letter-horror-lover]

One Last Time by Senyaloveschoco

Anime » Boruto: Naruto Next Generations Rated: T, English, Angst & Mystery, Boruto U., Naruto U., Sarada U., Sasuke U., Words: 31k+, Favs: 7, Follows: 2, Published: Jul 30, 2021

1Chapter 9: BorutoAretha

"AHH.. WELL YOU'RE THE PERVERTED ONE HERE DUMBASS!"

I heard several gasps as I unconsciously clapped my hands over my mouth.

Too late.

"Pri-Princess!"

Shit. Here we go again.

"You should refrain from using such foul language in public. Think about your status for once please! "

Blah. Blah. Blah.

Shebah keeps blabbing nonsense whenever I speak 'the way I am'.

Anyways. She's also my best friend.

So it doesn't bother me much.

My name is Aretha.

Aretha Alexandra.

2nd Princess of the Oryn Kingdom.

My brother and I have two different troops.

Mine is far ahead currently. We usually travel separately to avoid mass attack.

Not that any immature has a chance against us.

We just don't like getting bothered.

If one is dealing with an attack, the other can still continue the work.

Hence our system remains unchanged this way.

We're currently on our way to the Kingdom -oh sorry.

I mean Land of fire.

To attend a meet with the Hokage..

Uzumaki Naruto.

I always thought his name was weird.

Like, how can someone name their children based on a fishcake?

Only to realize that almost all of their people have weird names.

Never mind, I just have to get used to it.

"Cut me some slack Shebah. Besides we aren't even in public. Its just my personal knights and you. "

I winked at her earning a definite sigh.

"And all of you know me well enough. "

I added.

The day had barely started and we were still far away from our destination.

Hence my decision to continue our toor overnight was absolutely reasonable.

"But we barely have three Knights with us?! And they are all exhausted! What will you do if we got surrounded?! "

Uh. Yeah. Maybe not that reasonable.

I planned to sneak out alone. But I needed few men for my palanquin.

Not that I needed the palanquin to began with. But according to my genius brother-

-entering the Hidden leaf without one would be a disgrace to my status.

So yeah. I needed few people.

And god damn these knights happen to catch me just at the right time.

I didn't had any options but to take them with me.

"Its alright Shebah." I sighed.

"Lord Hokage is famous for his ways to maintain peace throughout his kingdo- uh land isn't it? "

It was true.

Moreover things have changed or I should rather say 'improved' drastically over the past few years.

You can say, if you are a rogue or a missing nin ,who dared step into the land of fire.

The only thing awaits you is death.

The Hokage can't tolerate rogues. He hates them.

To the core.

Of course everyone hates those bastards.

But his level of despise is kinda hard to comprehend.

Then again, it was expected.

He's dealt with almost all of them personally.

He became their worst nightmare.

Hence you don't find rogue nins lurking around in the land of fire.

"Besides. How worse can it get? "

Any answer Shebah had to that died down the moment we heard a painful bloody cry.

Me and my tongue.

Time stopped for a second. I felt my blood rising.

A small silence followed by an intense chaos made Shebah raise her voice in question.

"What's going on?! "

"Seems like an ambush. Shebah,Keep the princess safe!Keep the windows close! "

I heard the knight say.

Shit.

I felt my heart breaking as the cries became louder and louder.

I could hear sounds of swords clashing outside.

Was it a team? Or a group of missing nins?

I tried to console Shebah who was panicking frantically beside me.

"What.. What are we gonna do?! I can't.. I can't let you be captured princess, you need to hide. Now! "

Before I could reply to any of that, the surroundings felt deadly silent.

There was no doubt.

All my knights were killed.

I felt my palanquin shift.

Someone was entering.

It was still dark inside as I had to close the windows.

*crack*

A sound echoed before the door was burst open. Causing almost half of the palanquin to be destroyed.

A normal person can't do that.

This has to be the doing of a shinobi.

A powerful one at that.

"Arghhhh! "

Shit.

"Shebah?! " She didn't replied.

I snapped.

"YOU BASTARD! DO ANYTHING TO HER AND I'LL FUCKIN MURDER YOUR ASS! "

My body unconsciously rose in fury.

I unsheathed my own sword hidden in my clothes.

All I could see was a silhouette.

Probably a boy. Almost my height.

He must be having more people working woth him hidden somewhere.

"I don't have any business with you people. "

This was definitely a boy.

His voice sounded youthful yet somewhat cold and deep.

The next moment the whole palanquin was snapped destroyed.

How.. Was he doing this?

"Just answer me and I won't do anything . You sure wouldn't want to end up like them. "

He stated motioning at the royal guards he just killed in mere seconds.

"What...do you want? Bastard."

The sun had barely risen though my eyes slowly began to adjust to the lack of light.

I looked straight at his face though the darkness wasn't helping much.

We were right in the middle of a forest. And that was the most shitty thing about this situation.

I shifted from my spot and took the chance to swing my sword straight at his neck.

I can never miss from such a close distance.

Just as I thought.

The fact that he even gave me an opening proved itself that he was still a learner.

My sword was poisoned with the deadliest venom possible. Hence his chance of escaping were close to null.

No matter how strong of a shinobi he could be.

Cause here it ends.

*clash*

Though things didn't went the way I wanted them to.

Damn.

The moment our gaze met. My body seem to freeze.

The sword slipping out of my hand in the process as it landed on the ground with a loud metallic ring.

And all I could do was gasp in amazement.

My breath hitched.

Now.. If anything I didn't expected this.

This boy right here looked...

Breathtaking.

Midnight hair perfectly framing his long sleek face.

A long scar running down his right eye that only added to his vicious look.

His blue orbs shined under the moonlight like pure saphire crystals.

Blue. Like the deepest oceans

This was gonna be harder than I thought.

My tongue clicked. My wide eyes unable to hide the shock I was in.

He kicked the sword away from me as an immediate response his hands reaching out for my throat.

The next moment he unsheathed his sword facing it at me as he held me desperately choking for air.

"Don't you dare try to be oversmart. I don't want to make it worst for you. "

A slight smirk traced my lips. I couldn't help it anymore.

"Man.. If only you had a rose instead of that shitty sword. "

I mused. Looking straight into his beautiful eyes .

"Not that its any bad though. "

I had to admit it.

Blue is always my weakness afterall.

He didn't showed the slightest sign of blushing though. Maybe it didn't worked.

How cruel.

Though I did noticed his angry expression changing to that of a confused one.

Before he went back to it the next moment.

"The royal heiress. "

He began as my heart fluttered.

He was actually searching for me? Sounds like the start of a new love story if you ask me.

"Tell me. Where is she hiding? "

That hit me straight to my heart.

Excuse me?

"Hey. Can't you see this beautiful lady right here in front of you? "

I asked, totally annoyed. Though he seemed as dead as ever.

I noticed his mouth opening, a small gasp leaving his lips.

What was he trying to prove here?!

"I am the princess. Alive and... "

I darted my flirting gaze towards him.

"...original. " he backed off the slightest bit.

I know.I know.

That was cringy

"Stop wasting my time. Where's the prince? "

So now he has decided, that I was useless?

So better talk to my idiot brother huh?

Come on. That good for nothing brother would be of no use to you. Mr charming.

What as waste of potential. Living his life as a lowclass criminal.

"Well. I won't ask you what made you change your decision." I replied trying my best to keep my tone sharp.

"Though trying to pester him would only invite your death."

I told him. Unable to hide another smirk forming at his unchangeable expression.

Seema like he was one of the fearless ones.

"Though I can help you with that. " I added as he looked straight into my eyes.

Damn.

He didn't say anything. Though I knew he wanted to know what I was trying to tell him.

"Marry me. "

His eyes seemed to have widened at that.

"He surely won't kill his brother-in-law- "

An immediate chuckle left me. The hold at my neck tightened almost making me unable to breath.

Though he looked bewildered expression lasted much longer this time.

Damn I surely liked that face.

He was definitely my type. I could tell.

Though there was still something missing . I just couldn't put a finger on it.

Maybe he'd look better with lighter hair.

"Black.. doesn't suits you. Your hair I mean-"

"Do you think this is a joke? "

He interrupted me. His voice deadly cold this time.

"Hamengrad.. "

My smile disappeared at the mention of that name. A serious expression tracing me.

My fists clenched, a deep breath leaving my soul.

This boy wasn't joking around.

"If you are the princess. He was supposed to be traveling with you. Where is he? "

"You sure know more than you're supposed to kid. I wonder where you got that information from. "

"...Orchimaru. "

Oh.

So that's what was going on here.

This boy was lucky that I took a liking to him.

Guess he isn't as ignorant as he seems.

But he surely do have a death wish.

"That's not a name a commoner like you could blurt out of nowhere. " I told him.

"You should leave. You won't get anything from me anymore. "

The next moment he slashed his sword at me.

I shrieked in surprise before I was pulled towards him. His hand grabbing my arm tightly.

Alas. If it wasn't for this shitty situation, I would've surely enjoyed a little romance.

And by shitty , I wasn't referring to him.

Rather the person approaching us in super fast speed.

5 seconds.

"Tell me where is the Royal Priest. " He asked again, desperation clear in his tone.

Why?

"What do you want with him? "

Though before he could even answer , it was too late.

"Don't kill him. We need intel. "

I muttered before a slight "what" gasped out of his mouth in confusion.

"Sure. " The person replied.

And before the boy could even turn his eyes-

"ARRGH-!"

-a strong electric shock leaving him scream in agony echoed in the surroundings.

And the next moment.

The raven was out cold next to me.

"You didn't have to be that harsh did you? . " I groaned in annoyance.

"And you don't have to act stupid no matter how dire the situation gets do you? . "

I growled at him before he motioned his hand to stop me from replying.

"Prince Aeneus. How is the princess ?!"

Soon my brother's troop reached the spot in no time.

Followed by the remaining guards of my own troop.

Damn. I was gonna get it now.

"As ignorant as ever." He told them before I shot him a look.

"He means I'm fine! " I yelled in annoyance.

"Princess! Do you have any idea just what were you doing?! "

I knew it.

The lectures began. And for a damn 15 minutes I was scolded by almost every single person whom I could land my eyes on.

"Sometimes I wonder if I'm really the princess."

"Well that's because you don't act like one. "

"What did you-?!".

"Princess! "

Shebah..

She finally woke up. Luckily she didn't had any injury. From the looks of it atleast.

"Are you alright? Did he hurt you?! " She hugged me out of nowhere earning several gasps.

"Did this guy tried to hurt the princess? "

Though I completely ignored that question. I could feel the anger evident in their tone.

"I should be asking that to you Shebah. " I held her tightly before she finally recovered from her trauma.

Quickly realizing what she did. She apologized to almost everyone before bowing to Aeneus.

He just shoved her off , a little hesitated.

She actually didn't needed to do any of that. Though she never listens to me.

"Anyways. " Aeneus's voice went darker as everyone quietened down.

Damn he sure had an influence over everyone.

"We need to do something about this guy."

He asked before all eyes landed on the fainted figure.

"We could just kill him off amd get done with it. "

Someone sugested as the others began to second his suggestion.

"We can't do that. " I answered before the gazes shifted to me..

Aeneus noded in agreement.

"So? What's the intel you mentioned? "

I took the next few moments to explain everything.

The more I went on, the more mad everyone got.

Though Aeneus didn't had any change in his expression whatsoever.

"I see.. " Was all he replied.

"That snake better has a valid reason for betraying us. "

Indeed. And this boy better has a valid reason to search for our master as well.

"You did well, buying us time." He smiled the slightest before motioning towards the fainted rogue.

"Tie him up. If he doesn't wakes up in an hour. Use the acid. "

Damn. He better wake up or that pretty face would be ruined.

But there was no way he'd wake in a mere hour after this.

"We should rather hand him over to the hidden leaf. The Hokage can deal with the rogues of his land on his own. "

I blurted out of nowhere. Though somehow it doesn't seem to have worked.

Hence I decided to add on a little more detail.

"Besides we can't waste a whole hour here. We need to continue our travel as well, we can't be late."

I suggested earning a nod of agreement from everyone.

"Use the sealing jutsu on his tongue if you want to. Not that we'll be needing it anyways."

After a while of deep thinking. My brother spoke.

"You're right."

I felt a wave of relief flushing through me.

"I'll make sure to interrogate the sanin personally. We don't need this guy to be alive. " He continued.

"Besides. The leaf village should be the one responsible for dealing with their rogues." He pointed towards the hitai-ate he was wearing.

Indeed. A defaced hidden leaf headband.

No doubt about it. He was a missing nin from their very own village.

How unfortunate.

"My palanquin has been destroyed. Alas, I have no choice but to travel with your troop. Big brother."

I told him, amused at seeing his annoyed expression.

"We're taking him with us. The hokage would deal with this guy personally. " He announced before gazing sharply at me.

"Don't run off again. I don't want you to create a scene over there."

"Of-Of course." I nodded hesitantly.

Damn my brother sure can get scary whenever he wants to.

"To the hidden leaf we go. " He tried to act cheery. Though failed miserably.

Very well. I just delayed this guy's death. Once we reach the village he'll be sentenced sooner or later anyways.

"Aye Aye captain!"

Though I wonder why was he so desperate to meet our master.

"Shut up. "

Not that he'd ever had a chance anyways.

That's because-

-not even the Royals themselves could know the location of the royal priest.

That's a secret only the King knows.

And that.. is where it all goes wrong.

Because in our case this secret could never be revealed anymore.

At least not untill one of us descends the throne.

Hence, asking me was already a waste of time and efforts.

Though I couldn't help but wonder.

He was just too easy to defeat.

Or maybe I was just over thinking.

Anyways. This raven was tricked so bad.

It actually makes me angry and laugh at the same time.

The snake sure wanted him to die.

Why else would he send him to us?

#boruto fanfiction

[oh-holy-slut]

Bloodlust

Pairing: Damon Salvatore x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, explicit language, blood sharing, mentions of death, oral sex

Word Count: 2,6k

Summary: Stefan forced Damon to try his animal diet. Damon hated it, but didn't had a choice... until Reader makes a suggestion. Suddenly things get steamy.

Being with Damon was complicated. Him and Y/N have seen each other a lot in the past weeks. The two of them had a lot of fun; saw a lot of movies. Actually, Y/N was sure Damon secretly hated many of those. However, anytime Y/N suggested another dramatic, romantic cliché movie like "Last Song" - the vampire groaned, put his arm around her shoulder, let her head rest on his chest and endured every single second of the movie of her choice.

Damon even flirted and teased Y/N here and there, but didn't lead to anything more intimate so far.

Today was another of those days. Y/N stuck around at the Salvatore boarding house, brought a few of Damon's favorite groceries and a bunch of movies, of which she thought that they will suit his taste. Even if they were a little to bloody and brutal in her opinion.

"Pick one!", she demanded, holding all three Blu-ray sleeves in front of him. Damon just shrugged, not bothering to even look.

"Don't be a killjoy, Damon Salvatore!" Y/N sighed.

"Tell me what's wrong or pick a movie. You've got no choice. And besides that... Which number of drink is this?" Y/N frowned, pointing at the liquor in her friends hand. Damon usually consumed his beloved bourbon with pleasure.

But the man on the couch didn't seem pleasured at all. His facial features totally hardened and a look in his eyes like he was ready to rip someone's heart out.

You put the disc's back in your handbag, closing the zipper and put the bag on the floor.

"Fine. No movie night today. Who are we going to kill?"

A small smirk appeared on Damon's lips, finally looking towards Y/N.

"Stefan and his hero hair. He made me go vegetarian... well, for a vampire... and I can't get myself to eat one of those chipmunks, bunnies or bambis." He shook himself with disgust.

"And why did he count you in? You clearly aren't excited about the changing... So, why did you agree?"

"He said, he would kill me, which is kinda funny. But-" Damon made a wide gesture "he stole my daylight ring. And he wouldn't give it back until I stop feeding on innocent people - and kill them."

"So, you truly let your younger brother blackmail you like that?! Wow... I don't know how to feel about your dieting or your new path. Or whatever this is supposed to be."

"You don't like me killing people either", Damon maintained, while taking another sip of bourbon.

"Well, I don't", Y/N agreed, took a step forward, stole the glass from the vampires hand and put it on a small table nearby. "But I don't believe in forcing as a method to get people to change their minds. I believe that change for the better must be an intrinsic motivation," she added quickly, giving the vampire an innocent smile.

Damon's lineaments suddenly turned from annoyed to curious. "Any suggestions, little one?" The vampire raised an eyebrow and a little smirk showed up on his lips. On the one hand, Y/N blushed over the nickname, Damon called her.  On the other hand she felt skittish looking forward to making a deal with him. Not only a deal. It's far more than a simple agreement.

It's Y/N, actually giving Damon a part of her. The red elixir of life. She was about to give him total control of her body and she not even for a heartbeat doubt that Damon will use it against her.

"Actually... Yeah. There's something on my mind." Y/N said chewing on your lip. "I could open up a vein for you. I mean, you could feed on me. And since you have my permission, there's nothing for anybody to have objection about."

Damon frowned and gave her an incredulous look. "You would do that for me?" The vampire couldn't believe, he understood correctly. Why would Y/N want to get involved with him feeding on her? What's in it for her? Damon tried hard to connect the dots, but he wasn't able to. It all seemed to make no sense. Y/N wouldn't have an advantage of that. The vampire hesitated, pinning his dangerously blue eyes on the girl in front of him.

"Is it so suspicious of me, that I'm trying to help my closest friend?" It pierced Y/N's heart, realizing, Damon's trust in her was rather fragile. "Never mind", she waved the pain away and forced herself to keep her composure. "I only had a hasty idea; you really don't need to fee-"

Suddenly Damon appeared behind Y/N, using his vampirism. "Shhhh", he whispered softly. "I never said, that I don't want your blood. I'm thinking about if we are going to cross a line? Blood sharing can be very personal..."

"It can be? It is personal already. Believe it or not - I'm not gonna offer my veins to all the vampires of Mystic Falls." Y/N rolled her eyes, her arms folded on her chest to point out the indignation she felt right now.

"Kinda sensitive today, huh?" Damon gently stroke a strand of hair behind her ear, Y/N could hear this smug smirk through his words. It was a true 'Damon thing' to do. "I didn't mean it like that, princess." He sighed; unsure if he should agree or not. Damon didn't want to act selfish towards Y/N. He compelled a lot of girls for the purpose of drinking blood in the past. He literally used them as long as they weren't too annoying - and then he acted like they have never met. Damon Salvatore couldn't imagine this scenario with Y/N. They've been so close, the vampire couldn't stand loosing her. The offer was risky, but it also could bring each other even closer.

Damon tried hard to avoid any serious attraction between Y/N and him, afraid of messing up. Indeed, he found himself thinking, and even dreaming, about Y/N more than he wanted to admit. She was smart and had this special sense of humor, the vampire adored so much. She was the only one, who could make him feel good no matter what. Needless to say she had that glimmer in her eyes, when she did something she truly loved. In these moments she was even more pretty. Y/N was hard to resist.

And maybe now he could have her like nobody else. At least the vampire gave in. He wanted her blood. He wanted her.

Y/N flinched by the feeling of Damon brushing her neck with his lips.  "Oh, Damon", she gasped. "Bite me." Y/N almost begged for the vampire's teeth breaking through her skin. Damon loved the sound of her husky voice. In less than a heartbeat he turned into his vampire shape. "If you insist", he grinned devilishly, ready to place his teeth on to her skin.

Suddenly Y/N made a slight move forward with the intention to interrupt her friend. "Did you change your mind?" Damon was close to switching back to human, overwhelmed by a mix of emotions. Mostly a lack of understanding, but also a little of disappointment and even anger. Was Y/N playing games on him? While Damon Salvatore was sorting feelings, Y/N turned around, standing now in front of him.

She was so close, not even a piece of paper would fit between them.

Y/N slightly exhaled breath, her eyes darting between the vampires eyes and lips. It was the first time Y/N saw him like this. The icy blue of his eyes, she loved so much, has turned darker. Purple veins appeared under his eyes; Y/N couldn't help herself. Damon's appearance fully intoxicated every fibre of her being. Her fingertips found their way gently brushing over his dark purple veins. She felt heat and softness, while tracing one of them.  It took her a few seconds to get out of trance, realizing what she had done. "Sorry", she murmured with a voice barely audible. "Don't apologize, little one." Damon tilted his head, his lips curled up in a self-assured grin, exposing a perfectly white vampire fang. "I never saw you like this before, you loo-"

"... look like a monster?"

Y/N shook her head. It was nothing like that. Yes, he did look unfamiliar. And she should be scared under normal conditions. Instead, his look hit her in an unexpected way. He looked hotter as a vampire, if it was even possible. 

Y/N cleared her throat, looking up at Damon. "I feel... attracted to you."

"So nothing's changed", Damon teased, raising his eyebrows. The girl in front of him softly slapped him on his shoulder; which was only possible because the vampire permitted. "You are always so full of yourself." She smirked, feeling more confident being to something, they have had been so many times before. Granted, he was terrifying accurate, but she wouldn't serve her feelings on a silver platter.

"I'm still into it. You can bite me; feed on me. I only needed to see you before..." 

A shockwave of electricity flowed through her body the second Damon took her hand and pulled her close.

"I'll be careful", he promised, nuzzling his head into the nap of her neck. Damon once again placed his lips on her soft skin. 

Suddenly a harsh pain made Y/N feel like in a kind of haze. She flinched and let out a groan at the same time, unintentionally biting her lower lip. 

During Damon embedded his fang deeper and deeper, she started feeling dizzy. Her hands searched for the vampires upper body, finally wrapped around his neck. She needed him to lean on. A narrow trickle of blood flowed down her neck. Let Damon feed on her felt like flames licking up every fiber of her body. 

With every passing second Y/N could feel her control slip away. Her body was now firmly pressed against Damon's, like she would want to merge them into one.

Damon noticed her staggering, wrapped his arms around her waist, supporting her.

Bloodlust already messed up the vampires mind, so he continued feeding on Y/N.

A tempting moan escaped her lips, but she didn't care to cover up. Y/N's heart was racing, her eyes flattering. It was almost as if he was about to push her over the edge, but in a different way. "Mmm, this...this… feels soo weird... and so good...", she whispered under a shallow breath.

As soon as Damon heard her fading voice, he abruptly

quitted drinking from her.

"Fuck!" He rapidly laid her on his lap and checked Y/N's vital signs, to make sure she was okay. Instinctively he bit his wrist, pressed it against Y/N's mouth. He knew his blood would heal her, but it wasn't going fast enough. A few seconds passed through, to him they felt like centuries. Y/N finally blinked and Damon was relieved. He cupped her cheeks, his gaze never leaving hers. "I thought, I'd gone-" Damon cleaned his throat. "I'm so glad, you are doing well", he whispered, while trailing her lips with his fingertips. "So, fuckin' glad..." The vampire exhaled a deep breath. 

"It... You made me feel good. Strange, but good", Y/N appeased and flushed over the memory. "Maybe you got a little carried away, but I don't mind. I wouldn't trade the feeling for anything."

Y/N quickly interrupted herself, before she could reveal too much.

However, Damon used his vampire skills, noticing that Y/N was hiding something from him. "Isn't there anything else you want me to know?", Damon asked without taking his eyes off her. Y/N shifted and flushed even more. "It's unfair. You use your vampirism to get everything out of me."

"Well, if that were the case, I could easily compel you." Damon shrugged and found back to his smugly self. "Tell me, what you are hiding". He said in a seductive voice.

"I wanted to get lost in you."

Her confession sent shivers all over the vampires body. At first he could not decide, how to handle this. "Are you sure that's what you want? I could really hurt you..." Y/N hummed.

In the next split second, Damon pinned Y/N against a wall, smashing his lips on hers, kissing her with all the passion he had to give. The vampire devoured Y/N with a new kind of hunger. He didn't know he could crave someone so much.

"Fuck me, Damon..."

The vampire felt him getting hard, only by hearing those little three words out of her mouth.

"Say it louder. Tell me, what you want me to do."

Y/N pulled him closer, gently biting his earlobe.

"Fuck... me, Damon." It took her a second to focus and forming the words again. After she was near to climax earlier, it wasn't a long way getting to the edge once more. "Make me cum... You almost had me there..."

A deep moan got over the vampires lips, once he understood, what Y/N was trying to tell him.

With the next blink Y/N found herself in Damon's bedroom, lying on his bed.

From now on there weren't many words needed. Damon's hand's found their way under her shirt, cupping her breasts and make her moan over and over again.

He closely listened to the rhythm of her heart, making sure he would be able to delay her climax to the point he needed her to.

"Don't cum yet... I want to taste your little pussy first."

Y/N grabbed the vampires head, running her fingers through his dark hair - pushing him down, since she was unable to form a single word.

As Damon got down, he didn't take his eyes off Y/N.

He used a hand pushing up her skirt and lightly stroking over her panties with his fingertips.

"My girl is so wet", he praised in a low husky voice."-and I barely touched you."

His dirty words in combination with his touch lead to another moan, almost turned into a scream.

Damon pushed the fabric aside, leaving sloppy kisses on the inside of her thighs.

Y/N's eyes fluttered, when his soft lips reached her middle.

Damon's tongue licking around her entrance was driving her nuts.

"...so delicious..." were the only words she was able to catch up. Damon knew, he couldn't thrill her forever, so he got back to her. He spit on his palms, stroking his hand over his crotch. In under a second Y/N finally felt this releasing pressure of his cock. It was like a switch went off in her brain and she braced herself for the hard thrusts that would follow.

Damon dimmed the whining noises Y/N made with a passionate, hungry kiss.

He cheated with his vampirism to give it to her deeper and faster, knocking out all the air of her lungs while Y/N screamed out Damon's name. Her walls clenched around him and made him twitch. It was like her pussy massaged his dick the best way possible.

Every time he hit her harder and rougher he was making sure he hit her spot with every thrust.

Damon gathered speed one last time and pushed her over the edge until she was a moaning whimpering mess.

With her last contraction around his shaft, Damon was cumming inside her.

"You are so tight, little one", he whispered under his breath. "We should make arrangements more often."

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[captnjacksparrow]

I honestly agree with a lot of your opinions, and even when I don't, I think that your arguments are always well structure and respectful to other people.

But I have some questions (and I'm sorry if you have already answer them), (also sorry for some of my English, it's not my first language)

How do you feel about narusaku?

How do you feel about people changing certain aspects about Sakura to try to improve her character?

How would you improve Sakura?

How much do you think Sakura being a good character could affect the story?

What was the moment you really started to ship SNS? And what are you favorite moments?

(Sorry if there's ro many questions)

I honestly agree with a lot of your opinions, and even when I don't, I think that your arguments are always well structure and respectful to other people.

Aww!!!! Thank you, Anon. This made my day. 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

I will start from my favourite question (The one in the last)

What was the moment you really started to ship SNS?

I never wore any shipping lens, Anon.

Literally, I started to ship SNS only after Episode 478 or Chapter 698. Before that, I always had these doubts in the back of my mind.

'Something seems to be very weird between these guys',

'Why are they behaving differently compared to other friends?',

'Why Sasuke is behaving totally different towards Naruto?',

'Why Sasuke agreed to honour Naruto's promise under the bridge, despite having no shred of affection towards his other former Team Members?',

'Why Naruto is so obsessed with Sasuke?',

'Why Sasuke felt Naruto's chakra in Konoha and bothered by it?',

'Why Sasuke is protecting Naruto like a precious treasure only to end up wanting to kill him?',

'Why Sasuke has this weird obsession that ONLY I CAN KILL NARUTO but not someone else?',

So, I had all these questions piling up one by one inside my mind as the series progressed and I can't simply jump into a conclusion because I don't know what Sasuke was thinking. I hate one-sided ship and I want reciprocation. So, I usually put all these questions on the back burner and started to focus on the story. Damn!!!, The story was equally captivating and emotionally daunting. When Sasuke finally confessed his feelings towards Naruto in Episode 478, I simply couldn't believe myself but ship them. Because, in no world, Friends would behave this way towards each other.

So, to answer your question, it's after Episode 478, I started to ship them. But if you want me to say when exactly I started to doubt their level of friendship??

It's this moment,

Now you may think, 'Yeah, you saw two boys in a close proximity and decided to ship together. It's nothing strange'.

I have to say, Close proximity was the last thing, I felt from this scene. My reason was those heart breaking scenes that happened before which led to this specific moment.

I will make it as short as possible. I'll start with this

God!! I wanted to punch Sasuke so badly when he said this with a deadpan expression. It looks like he was lying just to get power. I thought, 'Sasuke!!! What a lying piece of crap you are!! If you want to kill Naruto, Just do it. Why doing a fake confession? '.

It doesn't help as the fight progressed because Sasuke was really playing football with Naruto and when this happened,

I was shell-shocked because, the Sasuke we saw so far is no more. It even confirmed my thoughts about the fake confession. Which sane person will ram Chidori through his Close Friend's body?.

After many blows were exchanged, I simply wished for one thing. Naruto should win and Sasuke should be stopped no matter what. When the final Rasengan vs Chidori happened, I couldn't understand what was going on inside that power ball. Naruto and Sasuke look at each other with pained expression and we see the younger version of them smiling at each other.

And then finally we see a knocked out Naruto with Sasuke standing and looking at him without any expression and was about to say, 'Naruto.... I' which was interrupted by rain and when Sasuke felt a stinging pain in his arms and falls down on his knees. He coughs up blood and then this iconic scene happens.

That scene conveyed many things

Sasuke wanted to kill Naruto but couldn't.

Sasuke meant what he said. Naruto is his closest friend, it’s not a lie.

Sasuke couldn't severe his ties completely with Naruto.

Sasuke's pain of saying 'Goodbye' is greater than the stinging pain in his arms.

Sasuke deliberately, I repeat deliberately and not accidentally, came close to look at Naruto's face and experiencing something that, we, audience don't know. 

So, you see, Anon. The emotional train wreck that led to this scene made me really doubt about their depth of feelings they had towards each other for the first time. That's when I thought, 'Something seems to be very weird between these guys, what is it?'

And what are you favorite (SNS) moments?

There are two moments which shows how Sasuke is playing an emotional battle within himself. 

1. Sasuke, Susanoo, Naruto, Minato

This happens right after Sasuke said to Obito, “Not you.... The one who is going to sever the past is....me”.

In this moment, Sasuke can pretty much let Naruto to die, because nobody is trying to kill Naruto. Still, he saved him with a 3 layered protection. The best part is Sasuke acted quicker than Minato, the fastest shinobi, to protect Naruto. Surely Minato wouldn’t want to blow up near his Son, for whom he gave his life once. It’s just that Sasuke is extremely quicker at this moment. 

2. For some reason, My Sharingan deactivated on it’s own

If only, Sasuke maintained his Sharingan, he could’ve traced Naruto’s movements and deflected his upper cut and would’ve successfully landed his Chidori through him. But he just couldn’t. 

Both these scenes happens in a span of a day but Sasuke’s emotions fluctuates a lot when it comes to killing Naruto, protecting Naruto, can’t kill Naruto. 

How much do you think Sakura being a good character could affect the story?

To be Honest Anon, Storywise ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.

Yes, I agree with her amazing performance in Gaara retrieval Arc where she tagged along with Granny Chiyo and almost killed Sasori.

After that ????

She did nothing in the Sasuke Reunion Arc. It was all about Naruto vs Orochimaru, Yamato’s Wood style jutsu, Sai’s betrayal towards Orochimaru. Geez!!! I liked her attitude in this arc but totally spoiled when she was standing simply like a wooden doll when Sasuke was about to stab Naruto. It was Sai who blocked Sasuke.... I was like, ‘Girl!!!! You said you will save Sasuke for Naruto when he went into 4 tails mode. What happened now??? Why are you not stopping him???’

She was just making Food Pills in the Rasen Shuriken Arc.

She was basically climbing from one tree to another in the Sasuke killing Orochimaru to Sasuke joining Akatsuki Arc. Even Naruto’s role was very minimal in that arc except he met Kabuto, Dead soul of Jiraiya, Itachi, a split second meeting with Sasuke where he got Chidori’ed and fought with Tobi. 

She was just a spectator praying for Naruto in the Pain Arc. Yeah, she did healed few people and punched some monsters. But it just doesn’t matter. Even Konohamaru killed a Pain in that arc. 

She turned into an Asshole by making a fake confession towards Naruto and decided to kill Sasuke in the Kage Summit Arc. I think, this is where Kishi decided to shit on her mercilessly by making her into someone who was going to hurt both of her team mates mentally and physically. Basically Kishi transformed a clever medical Ninja who can find an antidote in a matter of hours to an asshole who believed Naruto did everything for her and even more of an idiot by planning to kill Sasuke with just a poisoned Kunai. Isn’t she the one who told Kakashi that Sasuke was given forbidden drugs to improve his strength after their Reunion??? Can’t she put 2+2 together to know Sasuke would be immune to poisons because of his days spent with Orochimaru??? Yeah, she did impacted the story. But it was not for her development. Sakura’s foolishness made Naruto and Sasuke to meet each other again and made a promise. So, you see, she was just a tool that pushes the narrative development of other characters, not her own. Her development took a big blow in this arc.

She was non-existent in the Naruto-Killer Bee Training Arc.

She was just healing people and punched some zetsu during Powerful Edo-Tensei Shinobis vs Allied Shinobi forces Arc. I expected her to have a special fight. But Nope. Even Ino, Shikamaru and Choji fought Asuma, Kakuzu and Kinkaku, Ginkaku brothers. 

She was non-existent in the Uchiha Madara vs 5 Kages mini arc

She was non-existent in Obito vs Naruto, Kakashi, Might Guy and Killer Bee mini arc.

She was non-existent in the Sasuke & Itachi vs Kabuto mini arc.

She was non-existent in the Edo Tensei’ed Hokages and Team Sasuke arc.

She was punching some Juubi Clones in the Official War Arc which will never make a difference to the story. At the same time, her character was transformed from an Asshole who hurted her teammates to an horny biasshhhh who wants only Sasuke’s D. She summoned Katsuyu and was healing soldiers. But there were an army of Medical Ninjas too. So her absence will not affect the story in a big way. She did Lip to Lip CPR for Naruto though. Again, that would never help Naruto in a major way unless he was helped by Obito by placing Bijuu inside him. Again, Kishi didn’t make her the sole saviour here. Instead, she was used as a medium to facilitate Obito’s transformation from a bad guy to good guy. Kishi made Obito as the Saviour here. 

She was useless and was not able to destroy Obito’s rinnegan in the Reincarnation of Indra and Ashura vs Rikkudou Sennin Madara arc.

She was useless in the Kaguya arc. [Sorry, that punch won’t make any difference because Kaguya must be stupid to not use her 360 degree vision to see Sakura from behind. With Naruto and Sasuke has already become a demi god at this point, her clown show is incomparable].

She was useless in the final Naruto vs Sasuke arc.

So, you tell me Anon. Did she make any impact to the story that served as a major twist?? 

The story revolved around Naruto and Sasuke. 

Itachi, Obito, Jiraiya, Madara, Hashirama and other Hokages were the game changers of this story. Meaning, their presence or death will change the story by a huuuuggge margin.

Tsunade, Orochimaru, Team Nagato, Kabuto helped our protagonists in a BIGGGG WAAYYYY.

Akatsuki were just amazing who gave us the sense of thrill as well as fun. 

Even Sakura being good will never impact the story because she had no dedicated arc written for her.

But, if she were written as a good character, my viewing experience would have improved in a relaxing way so much so that I don’t have to press my fast forward button whenever she appears and I wouldn’t be writing this post explaining why I hate her.

How would you improve Sakura?

Simple, By writing her similar to Rin Nohara.

No obsession but a simple love towards Sasuke.

No toxicity but caring friendship towards Naruto. 

That’s all.

How do you feel about people changing certain aspects about Sakura to try to improve her character?

Well, that means they would qualify as a fanfiction writers, aren’t they??.

Also, this inherently proves that she is a piss poor character and people wants to change certain aspects of her which they find annoying. But it will 100% end up being OOC. And I’m not into reading those OOC stuffs, Anon.

I always believe in accepting what the author has given rather than trying to fix their work. Because the author writes a character deliberately to make the readers feel what he intended in the first place. Kishi could write a redemption for even someone like Orochimaru towards the very end. Like, he literally made him to help Sasuke, not as a human predator, but as a former Master and an admirer. He wrote him to help Tsunade and other Kages. So in the end, Orochimaru was not hated like he was hated in part 1. If he can write something for Orochimaru, why not for Sakura??? 

You know how I can redeem Sakura in just 3 or 4 panels?

Let me tell you.

After that fake confession, Sakura could talk to Naruto,

“I am very Sorry, Naruto. I know you will never take things in your heart. But still I shouldn’t have used Love as a tool to make you not to do something. I was an Idiot to not realize how badly you want to save Sasuke. It wasn’t just for me. But it was for Sasuke and also for you, as his friend and also for us as Team 7. So, how about we go to Ichiraku, for a nice lunch??” 

While confessing Sasuke for the second time,

“It seems you still want to go on to that dark path, isn’t it?. I am not the most powerful ninja in this world and I know I can’t trade blows with you. But still.... if you try to hurt my friend, Naruto and my master, Tsunade. I will fight with all my strength to kill you..... Even though I love you”

I am pretty sure, if Sakura confessed something along these lines, everyone would have admired her and it shows her emotional maturity as a Kunoichi who wants to do something to this world as well as a person who is ready to kill someone she loved in order to protect the people she holds dear.

In chapter 699. Before saying Goodbye to Sasuke,

“I am very Sorry, Sasuke. I never really understood what was going on inside your heart. And, I always forced myself on you because of my selfishness. I really feel bad for those things. I never really became your friend in the first place. How about we say farewell as ‘a good friends’, before your redemption journey??” (Shakes hands.... End of Scene)

How is this???

Is it pleasant to read?? Of course, Yes.

I am pretty sure it wouldn’t take more than 4 or 5 panels. Kishi could’ve easily did something like this. Am pretty sure readers would’ve been satisfied. Her fans too. Even I would’ve forgiven her mistakes.

But Kishi didn’t and I am very sure it’s deliberate. Because, this very same Kishimoto could able to write Konan, Tsunade who acts with so much maturity without whining like a little girl.

Which shows Kishi clearly hates this character and never wanted to redeem her. 

So no matter how many people improve this character, it will never be believable.

How do you feel about narusaku?

Naruto always placed Sasuke as his priority, Anon. That’s always the case. So, apart from SNS, if you want me to say whether NaruSaku had any potential?

I would say, yes, NaruSaku had potential. I will not deny it. Naruto had some liking towards Sakura compared to the absolute indifference towards Hinata.

There are some moments Sakura genuinely cried for Naruto without anyone’s influence. I liked it. Say, the scene where she cried on hearing ‘A Jinchuriki without Bijuu will die” and with Yamato she told, “I can only do little things for Naruto”.

These are all coming from her own heart. No one instilled inside her.

[[[ That’s why I will not accept her realization of ‘Annoying, huh? So, this is how Naruto must have felt too. Maybe I should be a little nicer to him next time’ as genuine in Episode 3. Because she realized only after Sasuke roasted her. I want feelings to emerge subconsciously rather than instilled by someone. ]]]

Unlike the asshole Sakura she was in part 1, Sakura started out good in Shippuden. I was surprised with her development in Gaara Retrieval Arc and was not at all annoyed by her presence. (Except when she said she will save Naruto and Sasuke from Itachi.... Grrrrr.... Biashhhhh.... Do you know Itachi’s abilities first of all??? He can crush you like a meatball with his Susanoo)

I started to feel, ‘Wooow!!! She has improved a lot. Great!!!!’.

Even though, she was useless in Rasen Shuriken Arc, She still made an effort to make food pills for Naruto. She even hugged Naruto much to his surprise, before all the villagers and especially before, ahemmm Hinata after defeating Pain.

Despite all of these moments that had happened between them, I could only see them as a pair formed of mutual tragedies rather than mutual attraction, Anon. In their case, Losing Sasuke. I wasn’t 100% sure whether Sakura moved on from Sasuke or not. Because When Sakura was looking for Sasuke with Kakashi’s Tracking dogs, she was still in love with him. So Sakura fluctuates between her obsession with Sasuke and some genuine feelings towards Naruto. 

Kage summit Arc is where everything changed and finalized. Sakura was crying like an annoying shit when she heard that Sasuke joined Akatsuki and was wanted by Raikage. This clearly shows her obsession has flared up again and ‘Poof’ all the development she had with Naruto was thrown into drain. 

On top of it, the fake confession. Grrrrrr.......

Plus, Naruto officially closed the possibilities of this ship by saying, “Sasuke, I know the Truth of Itachi from a guy named Tobi. I don’t know whether it’s true or not. But whatever you’ve been doing so far (hunting Killer Bee, ruckus in Kage summit conference, trying to kill Sakura, Kakashi).... It’s all understandable”.

If Naruto truly, wholeheartedly, deeply loved Sakura, he wouldn’t have said something like, ‘It’s understandable why you tried to kill Sakura”. He should have beaten Sasuke into a pulp. Or atleast shown some intense anger. Instead, Naruto was talking to Sasuke and making promise by saying ‘We will die together’. It’s like Sakura playing cupid for Sasuke and Naruto.

Naruto was okay with someone trying to kill Sakura whereas he was not okay with someone trying to kill Sasuke and even went to the extent of hyperventilating. This is why I feel any other ships are incomparable with SNS. 

After that Sakura started to behave rabidly towards Sasuke in the War arc which I can’t help but feel disgusting. So, anything she did for Naruto in the War Arc was overshadowed by her crazy obsession towards Sasuke. That’s why her CPR doesn’t matter, Sakura healing Naruto doesn’t matter. [Naruto has his own regenerative abilities, so whatever she does will not matter much for him]

So, NaruSaku was closed officially by Naruto and Sakura. It couldn’t sail because of the presence of Sasuke. 

At the end, I felt like Sakura used Naruto for getting her man back ready for romance rather than a killer mode Sasuke. I couldn’t feel the friendship they once had or any familiarity. 

I just hate people who don’t value friendships, anon. Sakura was not even a good friend, first of all. Yeah she had her friendly moments here and there. But, at the end of the series, she was not. A war has just ended, many people lost their lives, her supposed ‘best friend’ Ino lost her father. Why can’t she help her out emotionally? Why can’t she do some fucking good stuffs for this Shinobi world like her other teammates?? Instead, what she did was ‘let’s go and persuade Sasuke-kun to lend me some D by going along with his journey. Because I am so horny’. 

It not how you were in the beginning, It’s how you ended up being. She started this series as a worst friend and she ended up as a worst human being for me. How can I ship such a person with Naruto????

#ask #naruto analysis #anti narusaku #anti sakura #sasunaru #sasunarusasu #sns #naruto #sasuke

[love-imagineitall]

Something Bad

Request: Hi ! I just saw your song prompt list! Maybe #2 would be fun with Anthony :) Take care !✨ by @randomfrenchgirl

2. I Did Something Bad (Taylor Swift) - "They say I did something bad, then why's it feel so good?"

From this prompt list

Growing up as the princess of Prussia alongside your brother Friedrich made you very cautious and not very trusting of others. Too many times had you been lied to or taken advantage of in order to get to the rest of your family. Many men had lied to you in order to try and secure your hand in marriage, and many women would be so incredibly fake around you in order to increase their status or get information for gossip columns.

Not only did you have plenty of lies to last you a life time, you also had to remain a pure princess. You weren't allowed to have any fun because you had to maintain your perfect image.

You and your brother left for London to try and find matches, and let's just say that you weren't exactly excited. Although you could let go a little bit, you knew that your every move would be reported back to your parents and you would probably be leaving London with a husband.

The first ball that you attended was terrible to say the least. Friedrich had met the "Diamond of the Season," and you were stuck talking to all of the most boring bachelors of the ton. So, after the ball you rode home by yourself and when you got back to the palace you were met with your lady's maid, Sarah.

"Lady (Y/N), did you need assistance getting undressed?"

Thankfully you and Sarah had kind of grown up together, and because of that she was one of the only people that you could be your true self around, she was really your only true friend.

"I guess, I really would more enjoy your company, if that's alright"

"Of course"

So while you're getting undressed you vent to her about the ball and how there are no interesting guys in London.

"They are all such a bore, I want someone that ignites a fire in me, you know? I just want someone who isn't with me just to be royalty, I want them to want me, just me. No crown, just (y/n)..."

The next ball isn't much different, but this time you catch the eye of a man that you hadn't seen at the last ball.

"Who is that?" you ask your aunt.

She follows your gaze, and says "oh my dear, are you sure that's who you want to go after?"

"No, I just wondered his name"

"Well that is the Viscount Anthony Bridgerton"

"Bridgerton?"

"Yes Bridgerton, the same as the girl that your brother is going after"

"Oh... okay, I was just curious"

You continued to dance through the night still think of Anthony Bridgerton, but chiding yourself every time you did so.

The next few balls went the exact same way, but when the art exhibition at Sommerset House came, it felt different. As you were walking around admiring the art work, you felt a presence settle in next to you. You looked over and were surprised to see the Viscount standing next to you.

"Your Highness," he says to you taking your hand and placing a small kiss on your gloved hand.

"Lord Bridgerton," you reply back.

The two of you turn to the piece that you are in front of quietly admiring it. The two of you begin talking and laughing for a bit before you are called over to meet another suitor.

Over the next few events, the two of you seem to keep find your way back to each other, and you keep exchanging letters, so the next time you see him is when the two of you decide to sneak out one night.

"Sarah, I am going to go out please don't tell my aunt or my brother"

"Your Highness, are you sure?"

"Yes Sarah. Now, " you take a deep breath, "I must go."

You meet up with Anthony and find him with just one horse.

"One horse, how am I to ride?"

"Well, your highness, I guess you'll have to ride with me" he chuckles

You climb on to the horse, and suddenly your cheeks flush at the close proximity with Anthony. He takes you into the woods and as you come closer to a small cabin, you wonder if he is going to kill you out here, but you push those thoughts out of your head.

He helps you get off of your horse, and your wondering what the two of you are going to do out here, and just as your about to ask he pulls you in for a kiss.

Your shocked for a moment, but then slowly melt into it. The kiss was pure magic, you felt butterflies in your stomach and sparks fly. When he pulled away both of you were out of breath. You looked at him in pure adoration, and now you understood why it was so hard to remain pure.

You knew that what you had just done was wrong, but the only thing you could think about was how amazing it felt, and how you wanted more.

The only thing that ruined the moment was that you knew that you needed to get back to the palace before any one realized you were gone.

So, he took you back to the palace, but over the next few weeks the two of you kept sneaking around each time going farther than before, and even though you knew that if anybody knew, you would be ruined, you couldn't help your self.

The only time you got caught was by Sarah, and thankfully you knew that she would never tell anyone.

All you could think about every time you were with him is that if what you were doing was so wrong, then why did it feel so good.

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"Please tell me you're not wearing that."

Elayn looked down, then back up with a wide grin. She tugged at her bright rainbow suspenders with her thumbs. "What, not tacky enough?"

Serana gave the ensemble another slow scan. "No, it's… definitely tacky. The combat boots with the khaki shorts is a nice touch."

The grin got wider as she stuffed her hands into her pockets. "They're going to be throwing candy, and I wasn't anywhere near prepared enough last time."

Serana rolled her eyes, but softened it with a smile. "You're ridiculous."

"Isn't that why we're dating?" her girlfriend asked as they headed out the door.

She took a moment to lock up while Serana laughed. "'Careless Whisper' on a boom box outside my window. I can't believe my dad didn't kill you. I know you stole that, by the way. We both went to see that movie when it came out."

"They marketed it as a romcom!" Elayn protested.

They were in the car now. It would be a trick to find parking, but they were running early thanks to Serana's habit of scheduling everything. Elayn was more the type to go with the flow, but living together had her adapted enough that the flow she went with was largely dictated by Serana's schedule. As a research chemist, she worked interesting hours at times, but Elayn was a good roommate, she cooked and cleaned, mostly because she had the time. Lacrosse wasn't a well paying sport compared to something like soccer, but the off seasons gave her plenty of time to maintain their loft. 

"Five dollars an hour?" Elayn griped as the machine printed out their ticket. 

"Homophobia strikes again," Serana said with mock solemnity. 

She snorted and wrapped an arm around her girlfriend's waste. "Which park did you say this thing started in again?" 

It was a little place surrounded by tall buildings, but it was a green patch in a city largely made out of grey. It being Pride Month, the grey was broken up by rainbows. The two wandered around as they waited for the parade to start. 

Well, at least, they started to wander when Elayn caught sight of a dog and all but dragged her girlfriend over to say hi. 

"What's his name?" she asked, so full of enthusiasm she practically floated. "Can I pet him?" 

The dog's owner, someone with a short haircut in a crop top that was orange, yellow, and white striped, nodded. "If he lets you. Sometimes he's not so-- oh gosh," they said, eyes wide as they watched Elayn kneel down and offer a hand to sniff that was immediately accepted. "You must have good vibes." 

"She's a dog person," Serana said with a laugh as the dog put its front paws on Elayn's shoulders so he could lick her face. 

"What's his name?" she asked through slobbery kisses. 

The butch grinned. "That's Duke, I'm Cas. It's nice to meet you!" 

The two introduced themselves just in time for a volunteer to come up with bottles of water. "Our city got voted best water in the state," she said cheerfully. "Take a few, it's gonna be a hot one." 

Before the march, there were speeches. The first was an introduction to the city's first pride parade since the 80s. The second was from a drag queen inviting everyone to the show later that night. Finally, the speeches were closed by an Episcopalian pastor trying to make up for the rest of Christianity's sins. 

"It's starting!" Elayn said excitedly when the crowd started to funnel out of the park. 

The march went down the sidewalk for a few blocks. Traffic was halted and the waiting cars honked while passengers waved. Elayn waved a lesbian flag, Serana had a bi flag, and the two of them dragged a rainbow striped cooler. 

"Mom! Mom!" Elayn heard behind her. "Look, it's two cicadas going at it!" 

She glanced behind her. There was a set of twins, about twelve years old, one of them draped in a trans flag and holding the cicadas that were indeed trying to reproduce. Elayn snorted and hit herself in the face trying to keep a laugh contained. "You like bugs, huh?" 

The girl in the trans flag beamed. "They're my favorite! Well, except for tarantulas, but Mom won't let me have one." 

"The rabbit gets out of its cage enough." The way the girl's mom said it, this was an age old argument. "I don't want to squash it when it ends up in my shoe."

"I had a snake when I was growing up," Serana chimed in. "A corn snake that never got out." 

The twins turned out to be part of a family unit. One twin was trans, and their older brother was too, and as Elayn found soon, was very excited to start HRT. "Get a Gc2b binder," she said. "When I'm feeling like a flat day, it works really well." 

The boy, a younger fourteen, practically floated with excitement. "I will!" 

Serana chatted with the parents while Elayn occupied the kids. "Have you folks been to Pride before?" 

Their mom, a woman named Chelsea, shook her head. "Nope, both kids came out last September and they've been talking about the festival ever since." 

"You seem like really supportive parents," Serana said. It carried the weight of one speaking who has not had contact with their parents since high school. 

Chelsea could tell, and she opened her arms for a hug that Serana was more than happy to accept. 

The march was only about a mile long, and it ended in another park. Elayn craned her neck and said, "I think I see the beer line, wait here?" 

"We will!" said the girl, who was very proud to be named Luna now. 

Serana and Chelsea shared a grin. "I guess we'll wait here," the mom said. 

It was a bit of a line, which was probably not a good thing, but apparently people were restricted on how many drinks they could buy, so at least there was that. While Elayn waited, she was joined by two people wearing pronoun pins that said "she/her". 

Elayn's jaw dropped at the sight of one of the girls' dress, which was a flowing, fae like ensemble. "Holy shit!" she said. "You look amazing!" 

She blushed and ducked her head as she smiled. "Thank you, I got it from Amazon." 

"It's her first Pride," her friend added.

That just amazed Elayn more. "With the sparkles and the green eyeshadow, I wouldn't have guessed. Everything you've got going on is just amazing."

"Thank you!" she squeaked. 

Elayn wasn't alone in thinking the dress was gorgeous. Another person came up to compliment it, and they had such dope tattoos that Elayn could not help but comment. 

"The guy that did them is great," they gushed. "He does blacklight work too!" 

So she got a website saved on her phone for the next time she really wanted to get a tattoo on top of the three she already had; scrollwork on her bicep, a wolf on her shoulder blade, and a small date on her wrist that was the day she met Serana. 

When she got back to her girlfriend and the others, an IPA in hand that was frankly piss, she told them about the girl in the fae dress. 

"I saw her!" Serana exclaimed. 

"Amazon." 

"No way." 

Next was food, especially if she was going to drink a beer. Assuming she actually drank it. "There's some food trucks," she pointed out. "I could go for a corndog." 

"I'm going to get some mac and cheese," Serana said. 

"Mom! Mom!" Luna's twin brother, Ian, tugged at his mom's sleeve. "Can we get pretzels?" 

Chelsea sighed good-naturedly. "I suppose. Do you two want to meet up after?" 

"Over by the stage?" Elayn suggested. 

The group separated. She found the line for corndogs and funnel cake. While she was waiting, the woman ahead of her glanced her way, so Elayn said, "Howdy!" 

"Hey there, hun!" She clapped her on the shoulder. "Having a good time?" 

"I am," she said with a grin. "Everyone here is so nice. There were some moms back there handing out hugs!" 

"Well, I'm a mom, would you like a hug?" 

"I would love that." 

It was a lovely hug, the woman was warm and smelled floral. When they separated, she said, "I'm Elayn! It's good to meet you. Can I get you a corndog?" 

As she pulled out her wallet, the woman waved her money away. "It's Nessa, and actually, I'd like to buy you a corndog." 

"You don't have to--" 

Nessa laughed. "I miss my daughters, you'd be doing me a favor." 

They chatted while the line went down, about lacrosse and about university. It turned out Nessa's two daughters went off to college in other cities, so it had been a while since she saw either. "I had a son," she said. "But now I have a very happy daughter, and I'm so proud of her." 

"I wish I had a mom like you," Elayn said, thinking about growing up foster care. 

Nessa grabbed her in another hug. "Now you do!" 

When she got back to Serana and the others, they were listening to the music booming from the speakers. She had to yell to tell the group about her new mom. 

Chelsea looked a little sad, because she could connect the dots, but Luna and Ian were too busy freaking out over the cotton candy Nessa had bought her too. 

Not long after, the stage was occupied. Elayn was chatting with Luna with her back turned, so she missed it until Serana tapped her shoulder and turned her around. 

"Holy shit!" She hollered and clapped at the sight of a gorgeous, sequin clad drag queen in four inch heels doing a backflip off the stage and onto grass. "Holy shit!" 

As it turned out, the drag queens took tips, and it was at that point that Elayn knew she was about to spend a lot of money. Each queen that performed, and there were many, got a five in exchange for the sheer joy Elayn got when the queen before her touched her hand. 

When there was a break in the performances, she went back to Serana, who had a smirk on her face. "Should I be jealous?" 

Elayn cupped her face, and in a fit of sheer enthusiasm, kissed her girlfriend soundly, to the delight of the twins who hooted. "Don't worry, babe," she teased. "You're the only queen for me." 

"Flatterer." Serana swatted at her chest, but the smile on her face was pleased regardless. 

It was all a blur from there. Fair food, loud music-- and Elayn found beer that wasn't piss! She taught the twins a new vocabulary of cuss words the moment she found out their mom was fine with foul language. They parted around five in the afternoon, when a voice through a megaphone warned attendants that the festival was about to start catering to adults. There was a concert with more drag queens, this time in much more risqué outfits that Elayn would have given a kidney to see on Serana. 

When she said something, her girlfriend got a light in her eye. "Really now?" she purred. "Maybe for your birthday." 

By 11pm, Elayn was high on the party atmosphere and a few beers. The festival was over, and the walk back to their car would be a trick. "Did you have fun?" she asked Serana as they walked hand in hand. 

She got a kiss on the cheek. "I'm so glad I have you. When are we getting married?"

"When I figure out how to surprise you with a ring." 

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The Princess Of All Saiyans

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Chapter 9

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Vegeta and Raditz land simultaneously, both Saiyans carefully observing their surroundings. All of the Dragon Balls have remained in place, but that provides very little relief. There isn't a trace of your presence, not a footprint, not even a stray hair. "Y/N!" Raditz shouts at the top of his lungs. This was a severe mistake on his part. For his own sake, Raditz better hope the Ginyu force hasn't heard all of his commotion.

Vegeta paces back and forth, his hands knotted through his hair. "Relax, Vegeta. She couldn't have gotten far." Despite Raditz's calm words, his tone gives him away completely. It wouldn't take a genius to figure out that he's just as anxious as Vegeta. 

Raditz's advice doesn't seem to calm down the prince even a little. In fact, he only seems to grow more distraught. "Raditz, you don't understand. I never disclosed the location of the Dragon Balls to her."

Raditz furrows his brows at the smaller Saiyan. "What the hell, Vegeta!" Never in his wildest dreams did Raditz ever imagine himself shouting at the prince. He didn't even notice that Gohan and Krillin had joined them. Hopefully, they've picked up bits and pieces of the conversation because neither Saiyan has the patience to deal with their idiocy at the moment. "Just--- What the fuck were you thinking?" Raditz doesn't understand. How can Vegeta go from ordering someone to stay glued to your side at all times to leaving you to fend for yourself on a foreign planet? It's only been a few weeks. How can he have gone through such a drastic change in such a short amount of time?

"If I knew the Ginyu Force was coming, do you think I would've left her alone!" Their bickering is doing nothing to help. In fact, it's probably making the situation worse.

"Alright. How about you both calm down." Krillin decides to jump in and play peacemaker. "Y/N seems more than capable of taking care of herself. We need to focus on the threat. We need to get this over with and summon the dragon before something bad happens."

Both Saiyans turn to the smaller earthling, glaring daggers at him. "Who gives a damn about immortality right now! You don't know the first thing about my sister! So don't stand there all high and mighty and act like you do." Krillin hit a nerve, but it wasn't just in Vegeta. 

The earthling wants to revive his friends, but there is something he doesn't understand about Raditz. You've been the faint speck of light in his otherwise shitty world, the only friend the Saiyan has ever had. Even though he stood with his brother, you're still a priority over the resurrection of a handful of puny earthlings. 

"Interesting to see where your priorities lie, Geta!" Your legs have been sticking out of your handcrafted shelter the entire time. It's funny to see what details people miss while they're in a state of panic. You lean forward, revealing yourself to the abnormal group. Now your entire body hangs off the mountain.

Four sets of eyes look up at you, all with varying responses present on their features. "Oh, thank god," Vegeta whispers, at an octave low enough only for him to hear. Raditz places a hand on his chest, sighing in relief as Vegeta's features contort in displeasure. "What did I tell you about pulling shit like this? Get your ass down here!"

You jump down, landing in front of the Dragon Balls. This ensures that you maintain a safe distance away from your brother just in case he decides to kill you. "Don't get your panties in a twist."

Vegeta's nostrils flare, complemented with his entire body shaking with rage. "You scared me half to death." You expected a lecture, but he's not even raising his voice. You may have freaked him out more than you originally intended.

Your lips curve upwards. "That sounds like a you problem, big brother." Something is particularly satisfying about throwing his own words in his face.

"I suppose I deserved that." His features soften. "I'm just relieved that you're alright."

Raditz walks over to you, slinging an arm around your shoulders. "Well, what did I do to deserve that scare?" 

"Collateral damage Raditz. Call it a happy accident."

"Enough of the chit-chat. Now let's---" Vegeta cuts himself off as you all lookup. You can sense the Ginyu Force, and they're heading straight for you. You grab Raditz, pulling him into the homemade cave. The others were facing the Dragon Balls. There would've been no time for them to get up here as well. Your higher altitude could be used to your advantage since you'll have the element of surprise. 

It's a bit cramped, but when you created the cave. You never expected to share the space with a Saiyan of Raditz's size. He takes up more space than you and Vegeta combined. You both watch the Ginyu Force land in front of a trembling Gohan, a frozen Krillin, and an aloof Vegeta. You really hope the Genius Force doesn't do those god-awful poses. You've already been traumatized enough for the week.

You decide to keep a close eye on Captain Ginyu, who is currently exchanging pleasantries with your brother. Well, as pleasant as it can get for two beings who are about to murder each other in cold blood. Followed by murmurings from various members of the Ginyu Force and Recoome's delayed laughter. "Just hand over the Dragon Balls, Vegeta. No need to make this any harder than it has to be." Vegeta's posture remains stiff. It's clear your brother isn't going to budge. Their little group is going to have to pry that orb from his dead body. "Come on, Vegeta, be a sport. We already have five." He gestures to the spheres behind him. That means Frieza will have five. Can you really trust those neanderthals to hold onto their Dragon Balls? No, you were raised to trust no one's capabilities but your own, not even Vegeta's. 

Jeice looks around, his green eyes scanning around the area. "Where's that gorgeous sister of yours, Vegeta?"

Vegeta glares at the red man. "Even if my sister was here. I doubt she'd be interested, Jeice. I mean, she never has been." Oh, your brother knows all about your history with the mutant Brench-seijin. He's overly flirty, and you reject him. It was a vicious never-ending cycle. If Vegeta had no self-control, he would've murdered him years ago for even looking in your direction. In his eyes, Jeice is unworthy of a woman of your status.

"Well, with Raditz out of the picture, there's no chance for Saiyan offspring. So I figured I'd shoot my shot." You cringe. You're not sure which idea is more repulsive, a relationship with Jeice or procreating with Raditz.

"Even if you were the last man in the universe. My sister wouldn't so much as glance in your direction." Vegeta and Jeice continue going back and forth as an idea pops in your head. This may be your only opportunity to get your hands on a Dragon Ball. You're only chance to put a fork in Frieza's plans for immortality. 

You silently climb out of the cave, dropping to the ground. The others can unmistakably see you, but they make no expressions alerting the Ginyu Force of your presence. You grab the closest orb before promptly flying back to the cave. Call this your insurance policy for when Krillin and Vegeta ultimately screw up. You escaped that entirely undetected. Is the term elite just thrown around loosely in the Frieza Force? Because that's what you're starting to think.

You hand the Dragon Ball to Raditz, directing your gaze back outside. "Those scouters of yours can't detect Dragon Balls, can they?" It was a rhetorical question. Vegeta knows they don't have that type of technology yet. You know how your brother thinks, and this is a faulty plan on his part. "Then you lose!" Vegeta pivots, launching the ball at an alarming speed. It would be a fatal blow to the head if it hit someone. 

Burter takes off, chasing after the orb. He flips in the air, catching the ball with ease. You swear, Vegeta can be such a dumbass sometimes. He knows Burter rivals you in speed. He may even be a bit faster than you.  

You shake your head, turning to Raditz, lowering your voice to a whisper. "Here's the plan. When I formulate a distraction, you're going to take the Dragon Ball and get the hell out of here. And Raditz, go hide the damn thing, somewhere no one will find it." He grins from ear to ear, causing you to glare at him. You know how this moron thinks by now. "And do not hide it with that Earth woman. That will just get her killed."

"What if that's my intention?"

"I don't think little brother Kakarot would be very pleased with you, but it's your call." You stand in silence for a moment, your piercing gaze lingering on the Saiyan. "Though, I can assure you. If Frieza gets his hands on that Dragon Ball. I'll kill you. In the most graphic and painful way, I can imagine." He gulps nervously, rapidly shaking his head in understanding. To Raditz, you're the only life form that can still sound menacing while whispering. 

You revert your vision back to the little gathering outside. And as you assumed, Krillin lost his Dragon Ball as well. Ginyu decides to take Vegeta for himself, which doesn't go over well with his team. They're acting like a bunch of children. It's almost comical. "Fine." The Captain sighs. "I'll take the Dragon Balls back to Lord Frieza. You all can sort this out amongst yourselves." They chant Ginyu's name a few times. They kinda remind you of a cult.

The four lower members of the Ginyu force move to stand in a circle. "So the winner gets Vegeta. And for second place---" Guldo is cut off by Recoome.

"The rest. Make the two runts a set. Together they'll be more equal to Vegeta." Oh, that can't be going over well with your brother. The fact that Recoome would declare that those two are his equals must be sending his blood pressure through the roof. 

They begin playing rock paper scissors. This must be how they decide their battles. It's like a game to them. Every single match ends in a draw. At this rate, you could be stuck up here forever. 

You doze off until you hear Recoome cheering. The endless match must have finally ceased. "Ya! I get Vegeta!" Fate can be an amusing thing sometimes. Vegeta must be ecstatic, getting to show the moron just how much stronger he is than those pathetic runts. 

"Of course, I'm stuck with the runts." Guldo wines. He's the last creature who should be referring to anyone as a runt. You could squash that little freak like a bug.

Ginyu approaches the Dragon Balls, picking them up with his telekinesis. He counts them before snapping his head toward the dumbest member of the Ginyu Force. "Recoome! There's only four here!"

Recoome scratches the back of his neck, that classic confused look on his face. "I'm sorry, Captain Ginyu. I thought I counted five."

Jeice turns to his superior. "I told you we shouldn't have trusted him with counting the Dragon Balls."

The Captain takes a deep breath, attempting to keep his composure. "It doesn't matter. I'll search for the missing Dragon Ball. It's probably with Y/N anyway." He takes off, heading in the direction of Frieza's ship. Well, that takes out your major concern. The others are child's play compared to Ginyu.

You pay minimum attention to Guldo's battle with Krillin and Gohan. You're more focused on finding an opening for a distraction. You begin to notice significant holes in their fight. Guldo will be in one area and then magically appear in another, and he's not teleporting. If he was, you would've been able to track his movements. Could the rumors about that green freak be true? Can he really pause time? They must be. That's the only feasible explanation. So under the assumption that Guldo can stop time, the earthlings don't even stand a chance. No matter what they do, that four-eyed freak will always remain one step ahead of them. 

You do, however, pick up on something. Guldo appears to hold his breath before every skip in time. That must be a limitation in his abilities to pause time. So if those two can somehow prevent him from holding his breath, they should be able to best him. You know what, scratch that. Those two probably haven't picked up on his abnormal behaviors.

Though, the earthlings do appear to have the advantage at the moment. And the rest of the Ginyu Force won't let Guldo forget it. They're heckling him so loud that you can hear them clearly from all the way up here. Guldo's kinda like the Raditz of the group, just a lot less respected. 

Guldo tosses the pair up into the air as a strange yellow light surrounds them. He's claiming it's a paralysis attack. That doesn't sound good for the earthlings. 

Krillin and Gohan struggle almost as if they were trapped in invisible bindings. As far as you can tell, they're immobile. If Guldo felt the need to resort to such dire tactics, he must think that he can't take out the pair any other way. So when the earthling and the half-breed combine their strength, they're mightier than Guldo. That's quite impressive considering how weak they were back on Earth.

"Now I'm gonna show you what happens when you embarrass me in front of the boys." You clench your fists, your nails digging into your palms, as you watch Guldo intently. As much as you hate to admit it, you're going to need those two runts. So if Guldo were to kill them, it would be very unfavorable. He uses another mind trick to pull a tree from the ground, using the bottom end as a makeshift spear. He points the weapon at the pair, taunting them. He's gonna impale them with a fucking stick. What a pathetic way to go.

You do wonder why Vegeta hasn't intervened yet. He's never played by their rules before. So what's stopping him now? Your brother may simply believe that Gohan and Krillin deserve to die. For not adhering to his warning regarding the weakest link of the Ginyu Force. It's not below Vegeta to be that petty. You can't blame him though, those two fools have no sense of self-control.

The slimy green creature's obnoxious cackling invades your ears. Honestly, Guldo's just pissing you off more than he was before.

Amidst the chaos, you jump out of the cave, flying a bit to distance yourself from suspicion. You shoot a purple beam at Guldo, efficiently decapitating him. Raditz seems to have gotten the message since he checked out with the Dragon Ball sometime during the commotion. He better hide that thing somewhere safe because his life depends on it.

"Did you really think I'd let a creature as pathetic as Guldo kill anything with a drop of Saiyan blood!" Your voice booms causing all eyes to land on you. You place a hand on your chest, fixating your gaze on the Ginyu Force. "I'm hurt that you didn't include me in your little game."

"Oh, our apologies Y/N." Jeice's thick accent invades your ears. "We should have assumed. Wherever Vegeta is, you're always somewhere nearby."

You swear you can hear faint grumbling. You just can't quite locate the source. Your eyes scan over the ground until you discover the origin of the sound. Long story short, it was Guldo's severed head. So his species can survive decapitation, good to know. "Defeated by a damn Saiyan. And the weaker one at that." You could run circles around that little freak. If you went head to head, he wouldn't even be considered a challenge. Guldo's giving himself far too much credit.

Vegeta chuckles darkly. "Well, don't worry." He strides over to the talking head. "You won't have to deal with that shame for long." Vegeta finishes the job, eliminating that embarrassment of the group of supposed elite warriors. 

The three remaining members complain about Guldo's demise, but it's not for the reason you may think. They're more upset about the impact his absence will have on their ridiculous pose. You wish you could say you were surprised, but you've known those idiots far too long to believe anything else.

The half-breed and earthling walk over to you, identical expressions of gratitude apparent on their faces. "We owe you one, Y/N." You roll your eyes at Krillin. It was a simple business decision. And it was nothing more than that. 

Gohan nods in agreement. "Ya, thanks." You cringe at his gratitude. Why are they thanking you? You killed Guldo for your own selfish reasons.

"Your lives had nothing to do with it." Well, at least Krillin's. If Guldo did kill the half-breed, it would've been an embarrassment to your entire race in hell. "I needed a distraction. I saw an opportunity."

"She's right, so pull yourselves together. Your lives are incredibly insignificant to us." Vegeta's lying. Your brother knows you need them. He's just far too prideful to admit it.

Burter turns to Jeice, morphing his hands to prepare for another excruciating match of rock paper scissors. "Alright, Jeice. Winner gets the Princess, and the loser gets stuck with the two runts."

Jeice shakes his head. "No, Y/N's all yours." He turns to you, his green eyes meeting your own. "I could never lay a hand on a lady as fine as the Princess." You suppress a gag, deciding to keep your mouth shut. If you were to respond, there's a good chance you could end up fighting both of them.

Burter furrows his brows at his comrade. "Are you sure?"

"Ya, go crazy, Burter." It's actually a reasonable match-up. You and Burter both have incredible speed. I guess you'll finally find out who's faster.

Now with Guldo out of the picture, it's Recoome's turn to fight Vegeta. He reminds you a bit of Nappa. Since he lacks any form of self-control. His punches at your brother are erratic. He even almost hits you, Krillin, and Gohan several times. If Recoome were to hit Krillin with that kind of force, there's no doubt in your mind that it would be a fatal blow.

"Don't go killin them all yourself!" Jeice is second in command to Ginyu, so his authority over Recoome makes sense. "I get the two runts, and Burter get's the Princess of the monkeys." One minute Jeice is flirting with you. The next, he's demeaning you. Talk about mixed signals.

You watch Recoome and Vegeta trade punches, and it's starting to lack any value of entertainment. Vegeta's covered in blood while Recoome's armor is chipped, and he's now missing tufts of hair.

You begin to grow impatient. This will be the first time you've been challenged in a while. "Yo, Burter! Let's just get this over with now. We'll make this battle a double feature." 

"Fine with me." The two of you distance yourselves from Recoome and Vegeta, commencing your battle as well.

Their gazes flicker back and forth between both battles. They were so enthralled in the action that neither Gohan nor Krillin noticed that Raditz had joined them. 

Gohan and Krillin stick to the sidelines. They're in no hurry to fight Jeice. Even though he's significantly smaller than Recoome and Burter, Krillin doesn't think Jeice's smaller size will give them any sort of advantage. 

"Raditz?" Jeice looks far from pleased. He's always been jealous of the Saiyan. Not for his strength, rather the envy stems from Raditz's luscious mane of hair. It took Jeice several years to grow his hair to an adequate length, while that fool was born with that full head of hair. Raditz meets his gaze, an arrogant smirk overtaking his features. As he waves at the green-eyed man mockingly. "But--- Y/N said you ran off!"

Mid-battle, you turn to Jeice. Without even looking, you still manage to keep up with Burter. "I'm a compulsive liar, Jeice! It's a nasty habit."

Jeice huffs, crossing his arms at the largest Saiyan. "Raditz is mine. I'm throwing him in with the two runts." A chuckle escapes your lips. He's underestimating what the three of them could accomplish together. Jeice is letting his own petty feelings cloud his judgment. How arrogant.

Krillin's brows furrow as his eyes linger on you. There's something that isn't quite adding up. He turns to Raditz and Gohan, lowering his voice to a whisper. "Hey, guys. I've been thinking about something. Remember back on Earth how Vegeta said that Saiyans get stronger after battle. Well, Vegeta's gotten stronger after several fights, but do you see Y/N? She's still able to effortlessly keep up. Even though she's barely lifted a finger. How is that possible?" The earthling's eyes widen as the gears begin to shift in his head. "Unless. Is she stronger---"

Raditz's hand covers Krillin's mouth, lowering his voice to a deadly whisper. "Silence, you earthling. Keep that big mouth of yours shut."

Krillin's teeth sink into his captor's hand, successfully freeing himself from the Saiyan's clutches. Several muffled phrases of obscenity escape Raditz's lips as he rapidly shakes his hand in an attempt to soothe the pain. "She is. Isn't she?" The look on Raditz's face told Krillin all he needed to know. "But you knew that already, and I bet you know why too. I wonder how Vegeta would feel about this?" His last sentence was clearly a passive-aggressive threat toward both you and Raditz. The earthling wouldn't be dumb enough to follow through with that threat, would he?

Raditz scowls at Krillin. How dare this pathetic little weasel attempt to threaten him. "Not a word to Vegeta. If you value your life. I'd stop talking now. Vegeta doesn't know, and it would be very unfavorable if he found out, for all of us." His tone shifts, his eyes flashing with vulnerability. "Something bad happened to us as children, and Vegeta still doesn't know about it." He returns to his menacing demeanor, your shared childhood trauma getting pushed to the back of his mind becoming yet again a distant memory. "So you will stop your absurd thoughts now. Or I can assure you. The second you resurrect your feeble friends, I will single-handedly slaughter them, and then you will follow." Krillin gulps, nodding in fear. He better pray Vegeta heard none of their conversations because he has a feeling Raditz will stick to his word.

Raditz thinks he knows all your secrets, but he's only aware of the tip of the iceberg. Below the surface lies pain and suffering the older Saiyan could never imagine from you. You keep these secrets to protect him, to protect Vegeta, and most importantly, to protect yourself. But if either of them were to find out the truth, your life as you know it would come crashing down. If they were to find out your greatest shame, your pride would be in shambles, and they would know the truth. You're just a weak Saiyan who's an embarrassment to her family name.

You're not exactly sure how much time has passed. You've completely blocked out the entirety of your surroundings, remaining focused on your battle with Burter. You can't joke around as you did back on Earth. There's no room for error today.

The two of you take turns beating the absolute hell out of each other. If you keep this up, there will be no end to this anytime soon. You shriek, spiking up your energy substantially. Burter's eyes bug out as his scouter explodes. Those pieces of junk are really no match to this energy-sensing technique. 

Even though you've blocked out your surroundings, you know the two of you have moved a significant distance away from the others. You could even be on the other side of the planet by now. In the back of your mind, you can't help but worry about your brother especially, now that you're so far away. Recoome may be an idiot, but he's a strong one. You have to remain focused. You can't help Vegeta if you don't help yourself first.

You begin to get the edge over Burter. Now he's attempting to block your attacks, but due to his large size, he's failing horribly. A couple more blows, and you'll finally be able to knock him down. You've taken down guys much larger than Burter, creatures who were triple his size. 

Over the years, you've learned to use your smaller size to your advantage. Making your opponent's sheer size more of a nuisance than a strength. Burter begins to struggle further. He's now barely able to keep up with you. "I'm the fastest being in the universe! How can one of you monkeys be faster than me?" You scowl at him, finding no humor in his statement as rage boils inside of you. 

Unknown to you, you and Burter aren't alone. Goku has been watching your battle in awe for quite some time now. He knows he should've left to find the others, but he just couldn't help it. He can't take his eyes off of you. This is the first time he's seen you fight, and you're much stronger than the Earthbound Saiyan believed.

Your fists clench as your entire body convulses in rage. It's not often you'll lose your temper like this. Goku swears that he saw your irises flash a shade of red. He rubs his eyes, glancing back at you. Your eyes have returned to normal. Maybe Goku is just seeing things. If you knew someone was watching, you would've kept your temper in check. 

Burter sends a blast of your energy your way. Which you dodge by teleporting behind him. You use all of your body weight to knock him down to the ground. You won't mock him like you typically do after defeating a foe. You won't take the chance of giving him an opening to strike back. In the palm of your hand, you create an orb of energy, disintegrating his head. Successfully, taking out your second member of the great Ginyu Force.

You fall to your knees, desperately gasping for air, before grabbing your side, wincing in excruciating pain. Damn, Burter must have nicked you good. You look to your side, noticing just how much blood has leaked through your armor. This is gonna be an issue, though you've fought through worse. You stand back up to check your body for any further damage. There seems to be no other physical damage to your form. Your armor is a bit ripped, though. 

"Wow! You're really strong." You gasp, moving your fist, aiming it at whoever is in front of you. They swiftly catch your fist, preventing you from attacking. Their grip is secure enough to stop you from escaping, yet at the same time pleasantly gentle.

You move your gaze upwards, finally gathering the courage to look them in the eye. Your brows furrow as Goku's dumb face enters your field of vision. "God, Kakarot! When the hell did you get here?" You shake yourself out of his grasp, taking a few steps back, putting some distance between you two.

"A while ago." He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. "I got distracted by your fight." So he was observing you the whole time. Why does that make you feel incredibly self-conscious?

"Of course you did." You sigh, moving several strands of hair out of your face. Goku steps closer to you, bringing his hand to meet your forehead. It's so big that it takes up the entirety of your forehead and even the top of your head. "Kakarot. What the hell are you doing?"

"Just be quiet for a second." It's official. Goku has lost what was left of his mind. "So it is true. You guys are working together. And that Frieza guy is a much bigger deal than I thought." How does he know about all of that? And why is he still touching you?

You slap his arm, convincing him to remove his hand. "And why's that?"

"Because you're afraid of him."

Your face flushes. "I'm not scared of Frieza. I'm not afraid of anything." Your cross your arm, averting his gaze.

"Yes, you are." He pouts. "I saw it." Kakarot saw it? How the hell--- Did Kakarot acquire the ability to read thoughts? Is that even possible?

You decide to divert his mind from his accusations. Knowing Kakaort, that shouldn't be hard at all. "Since when can you read minds?"

He rubs his chin, lost deep in thought. "I don't know--- I just had a feeling."

"Well, let's go. And new rule." You bring your hand up, pointing your index finger at the buffoon. "Stay out of my thoughts!"

He holds up his hands in surrender, nodding. "Are we gonna go find that Captain Ginyu guy?"

"No. We have to go make sure that Recoome and Jeice haven't killed the others first. Don't bite off more than you can chew." Goku has this aura around him. You can tell he's gotten stronger. He just needs to learn how to get his priorities in order.

Okay. All you have to do is pin down someone's energy. There are at least four sources to choose from, so this should be fairly simple. You shut your eyes. This should help you concentrate adequately. 

"Ohh, what's that?"

Your head snaps toward Goku. "What?" You swear the man has an attention span equivalent of an insect.

He bends down, observing the ground intently. "It's like a green string."

"A green--- Kakarot! Don't!" But you were too late. He's already yanked the tripwire.

The ground concaves beneath you, causing you to lose your footing as the two of you fall down into the pit. You fall on top of Goku. Unintentionally straddling the Saiyan. And if you thought this situation couldn't get any more awkward, you'd be wrong. Goku's arms are wrapped securely around your waist, holding you in place. Your heart feels like it's beating out of your chest. And your face feels like it's been set aflame. As your eyes lock, your face only turns a deeper shade of crimson. "D-Don't touch me!" You're stuttering. What the hell is happening to you?

His brows furrow. "You're the one who fell on top of me!"

"It's not my fault." His classic pout spreads across his lips. "How was I supposed to know that the ground would collapse?" 

"W-Well, you're the reason we're in this mess!" You stand up, wanting to get as far away from Goku as possible. You don't like the way you feel around him. The only time your pulse should be racing like this is during combat.

"Well, it wouldn't be called a trap if you could see it!"

"I don't get why you're so mad. Can't we just fly out?"

You snicker as your lips curve upward. "Give it a shot, Kakarot." You know it won't work, but at least his failures will provide you with some quality entertainment. It would be a pretty pathetic trap if you could simply fly out. Goku flies up, slamming his head on the invisible barrier. You break out into a fit of laughter as he falls back down. Goku jumps back up, rubbing the back of his head. "Ouch. Did you know that would happen?" Your giggling dies down as Goku begins looking around the hole. "How did this place even get here? Is this Frieza's work?"

"No. It's definitely the work of the Namekians. Frieza wouldn't be able to formulate something so elaborate in the amount of time he's had. Besides that dictator never does any of his own dirty work."

"Well, let's just sit back and relax. I'm sure we'll be fine. Someone will have to find us eventually." He has such a laid-back attitude. Maybe another alien baby crash-landed on Earth. Because with every second that passes, you're finding it harder to believe that Goku has Saiyan ancestry. 

"Oh, ya, let's just relax." You mock him. "While the others are probably getting chopped up into little pieces by the remnants of the Ginyu Force as we speak!"

"Why are you always so negative?" Is he serious? Do you have to spell out why this is potentially a very dire situation? You'd think he would show more concern for his son.

Your hands meet the sides of your head. You're practically yanking your hair out at this point. To say you're frustrated would be an understatement. "God, why am I constantly getting trapped in enclosed spaces with your idiotic bloodline! First, it was your spawn, then it was your moronic brother, and now I'm stuck with you. And you're somehow the worst of them all!" Goku just stands in front of you like a statue with that goofy smile plastered on his face. "And stop smiling when I yell at you!" 

Being stuck down here with Kakarot will be the ultimate test of your willpower----

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Will the others make it to Y/N and Goku in time? Or will Y/N kill Goku before they even get the chance? Find out in the next chapter of The Princess of All Saiyans!

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[the-second-tonks]

🎮Hi again! I'd like to join the Harry Potter game too please. I already send you my personal info separately for the lotr one. That way my description doesn't get too lengthy.

-No gender preference for this one.

-I think a kinda dark past would be interesting. But I'll let you decide, if you think a happier one would fit me better for this one.

-I think having a cousin for the family one would be nice. But I don't have to belong to a specific family, so I'll let you decide this one.

-I'd prefer to be a half-blood.

-In real life, I'm more unpopular, but maybe it's different for the game? I'll let you decide!

-It would be very cool to have a connection to Harry Potter.

-I'd love to be friends with the golden trio.

-I want to be around the same age as Harry Potter.

-I think my house is Ravenclaw, but feel free to sort me into another house. Sometimes I feel like I could also be a Hufflepuff. My patronus could be a dolphin (for my emotional intelligence, but I'm not as extroverted), or a fox (I'm resourceful, adaptable, but not as cunning). But feel free to give me another patronus, if you think none of these fit.

Once again, thank you and take your time.

About you

Your name : Freya Black (yep)

Blood Status : Half-blood , you're a lost child who knows nothing about her mother or father , but you know that Sirius was someone to you and everyone did call you 'Black' .

Year : Same as Harry's

Family members : Mother (deceased , probably), Father (Sirius Black , you come to know later(yr 3)) , Nymphadora (cousin)

Your wand : 9" inches , Unicorn tail hair , yew , supple flexible

Your Quidditch position : I think you'd be fine in the stands and a good cheerer but incase you're interested in Quidditch , you'd definitely be a beater !

Your work : Pretty sure you'd be an housewife with a Happy family in the end , but before that , you'd be a part of the ministry !

Your immediate friends : Harry , Hannah Abbott and Cedric Diggory

Your bestfriend : Hermione , Harry , Ron and Cedric

Your sorting

You value Creativity but you're not that wise . Your kind and just heart immediately calls me out to sort you into ...

Hufflepuff !!!

A small word from Mr.Ollivander

Ms.Black , quite different from your family , I'm pretty sure you'd kill someone with kindness , even if they're the toughest person in this world .

Your patronus

Beagle 🐕

Dogs in general are representative of bravery, devotion, and protection. Beagles have also been used as therapy dogs. Having a Beagle as your Patronus means you find comfort in bringing happiness to others. You're kind , brave and popular .

Your girlfriend / boyfriend

Hannah Abbott (ex)

Reason to get together : You both liked each other and lot

Time span : Just the 4th year

Reason for break-up : She didn't go to the Yule ball with you but you kept quiet until you got to know she wasn't serious , whereas you were .

Cedric Diggory (husband)

Reason to get together : He was there was you all the time after your break-up with Hannah . Harry , Hermione and Ron were there too , but they couldn't reach out to your dorm to check on you , which Cedric did

Time span : Wasn't stable in the beginning , you were constantly worried about each other , but in the end , it was happy and endless .

Marriage : 7th year (your)

The Professor who'd adore you

Professor Dumbledore (you can't change my mind on this)

He adores you a lot . He sees Ariana in you sometimes . Your kindness and bravery are really the qualities he values . He'll often guide you with his wise thoughts !

Your Yule Ball look

This is going to look so good on you ! I hope you like it hehe 😅

Your date : Cedric Diggory (platonic , soon to be romantic though)

Your past

You were there in Harry's house when the dark lord fell for the first time . You were there with James and Lily , playing until voldemort entered . He didn't kill you and the mystery behind the reason of not killing you made you a lot famous . You didn't know or remember why , but you remembered clinging onto Sirius Black (your memories about him being your father nad spending time with you were bundled up and hidden from your access in your brain) , who handed you over to Hagrid , disappearing and never coming back . You were also very much blamed and accused for the Potter's death , but thanks to tonks who protected you with others . You really had no one while you cried , but you came out stronger each time .

Your strengths and weaknesses

I'm pretty sure that

Your strengths would be : Care of magical creatures , charms and divination

Your weakness : DADA , ancient runes

Others are neutrals

Your strongest spell type : Healing

Your weak spot : Hexes and Curses

Your popularity

Before the beginning of Hogwarts , you were quite popular , many people knew you already . Hogwarts , your connection with Harry and being a part of the adventures gave your already high popularity a boost .

What the Golden Trio thinks about you

Harry : He loves ypu as a brother . He usually thinks of you as the one who he needs to protect and he actually lobes to protect you . He pampers you a lot (buying you costly things or whatever you want , non-occasional infact , every week gifts) because he really feels as if you're his younger sister and after your connection with Sirius , he was definitely over-protective of you . Infact , he thinks you're like his mother (as Remus and Sirius told him), and so he really loves you a lot

Hermione : She likes how kind and helpful you are , but she makes sure that no one takes advantage of that help and care . She also keeps in check that you're not overdoing yourself . She'll often help you with your studies because she really feels bad when someone doesn't help you and you help others so much .

Ronald : He is quite defensive of you . He considers you as his baby sister and won't let anyone utter a word against you . If someone speaks bad about you in front of him , then he'll not be afraid to stand up and defend you . He adores you a lot and often molly asks you to stay with them , which you do .

Marauders' thoughts on you

James Potter (if he was alive) : He'd see Lily in you . You'd always protect you and support you as a father (he's your godfather) . He always wanted you to marry harry if you even fall for him hehe . But he also knew that you were an angel in this world . He treated you like that too . Just like harry , he used to pamper you a lot .

Sirius : He really loves you . He too , pampers you a lot and you're his favourite . But he wants you to have some fun too and so , he'll definitely give you the Marauder's map. He's your father afterall . He kept his identity hidden because he didn't want you to be poisoned by the thoughts of your father being a bad man being locked up in Azkaban .

Remus : He tunes with you very well . But he usually maintains distance and shows less affection because of his problems (werewolf) . But he really adores you.

Could you master the deathly hallows ?

No

You couldn't master the elder wand . You lacked the thirst for power .

A short paragraph on you going to your first year at Hogwarts

"Alright tonks" you smiled as tonks guided you through the station . She was going on and on about having fun and you were simply smiling at her . You really loved her and were going to miss her so much . Suddenly , you hugged her and smiled . She simply smiled back . You gave her a bright smile and kept checking the list of things to be bought , incase you had forgotten anything . But you hadn't . Just before you could pass the wall which led to station 9¾ , tonks gave you a plain parchment. Pinching your eyebrows you silently questioned her , who spoke , pointing her wand at the map "I solemnly swear that I'm upto no good" and there came the Marauder's map . You smiled as she winded it up with a "Mischief managed" and winked at you . Tucking the map carefully which gave you a homely feeling , you ran through the wall , on your way to complete your dream of going to Hogwarts .

Your life at Hogwarts

Year 1 : You had a very strong friendship with Harry since the train and so , you kept going with that friendship until he reached out for your help (Nicholas flamel) , you got in the search with them and entered the trap door . You sacrificed yourself in the chess game and when you woke up , you got to know everything .

Year 2 : Everything was going good , until you noticed Ginny behaving strange , you had met her since molly had invited you to stay over the summer . You were late , but you did realise that she was in the chamber of secrets . Going with Harry and Ron , you all saved Ginny .

Year 3 : Sirius Black , sounded very familiar . You were discriminated by other houses and even by some people from your houses , Cedric was with you at that time . Even Harry , Hermione and Ron didn't leave your side and you all. You felt complete when Sirius , you father hugged you , but to stay with him in a house had to wait . You confessed your feelings to Hannah over a letter.

Year 4 : you were at the Weasleys when Harry and Hermione came . You and Harry had grown closer , more like brother and sister . Harry was with you all the time and you were there for him for the tournament thing . You became his strength and supported him emotionally . Cedric too , found solace in you but you found it in him back . He comforted you after you broke up with Hannah (canon - he survived because you were transported by another portkey too )

Year 5 : you stood with Harry throughout the time but he hated umbrigde . He even kept you away from him and his risks in order to protect you , but you convinced Hermione and Ron because harry wasn't in his right mind . You all formed the Dumbledore army and fought at the ministry of magic . You and Cedric had frequent fights due to the risks you took .

Year 6 : You and Cedric were almost on the verge of break-up . Sirius was no more to comfort you and your dreams about an ideal home were gone You were with Harry all the time , who couldn't get up from the book of potions . Dumbledore came to your rescue with the wisest advice for your situation . You got out of it , everything got well and good and you began studying . The mystery of half blood Prince which harry had told only you and stuff kept going on , until harry had to go for the horcrux . He didn't let you come and hugged you a goodbye .

Year 7 : finally , it was the last time you and all the others set out . Cedric wanted to join so bad , but you didn't let him . Then , the wedding mishap gave you a good chance to go away without him . You helped harry through everything , time came where you lost your cool due to the locket , but everything was fine after the battle of Hogwarts , where you lost tonks , but teddy Lupin was a treasure . After the war , you and Cedric got married and adopted him .

Your adventures

Pretty much everything got included up hehe . But I'll tell you that you were Harry's emotional and mental support all the time , and the only family he had .

That's it ! I'll take your leave .

I hope you like it !

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