magicinthestory

[magicinthestory]

i don’t think there is a more gratifying compliment than ‘i have read your fic more than once’ 

[magicinthestory]

A long story

Searing heat and bitter cold clashed both fighting for dominance over the ground and air, had this been earth it surely would have brought forth terrible storms.

In every reality, she had ever seen or been a part of she never expected to be here, a scene so familiar yet still so different… Her eldest brother had obviously miscalculated but his pride would never let him admit to that. But she was getting ahead of herself to fully understand what was going on you would need to go back to the night pryer.

It was no secret that Kol and Claire were shadowhunters despite being three-quarters angel and Lucifer’s grandchildren. It was how they were raised so every night they would go on patrol to dispatch any demons that threatened to expose the supernatural world and keep a balance between the two. What they didn’t know however was that their mission from the Clave was sending them directly into an ambush, not of demons but loyalist angels to Michael. The Clave had been convinced that it would be a good test of the twin’s skills but instead played directly into the eldest archangel’s hands. At first, the two were actually able to hold their own against the underling angels thanks both to their training and the weapons their grandfather had made for them. Their advantage didn’t last long though...Claire got hurt badly when one slipped past her guard and Kol’s arrow missed. From that moment it was a fight for Kol to get to his sister then using her swords to keep them back long enough to open a portal to get them back home. He only managed to get her through before the portal suddenly closed and the archangel was there….needless to say Kol stood little chance and soon found himself unconscious.

Michael’s plan was simple, he knew that family was important to his brother so he was going to use his family to bring him to him. He had every intention of taking both the twins but he hadn’t counted on them knowing enough of their grace to actually have a means of escape. No matter he was confident that even just one of them would bring his brother to him.

Kol’s means of opening portals was never as precise as it should have been so instead of Claire ending up in the house the portal dropped her in the hammock outside. She groaned softly at the landing and she tried to move, thinking her brother would be right behind her but she looked up in time to watch it slam shut. “KOL!” She cried out, trying to get up but both searing pain and blood loss made it difficult and she barely got up before she collapsed, though luckily before she hit the ground someone caught her but she didn’t see who before she was out.

Plague frowned at the state of their sister but wasted no time in getting her inside, dividing to lay her on the table to make it easier. “Mason! Dad!” They recognized the type of injury and knew the other needed immediate attention. They were holding back both tears and panic when the two men ran into the room. They back up to give them room, jumping when they felt a hand on their shoulder. They turned their head, purple eyes meeting the forest green of the angel they called mother.

“She will be okay…. She has pulled through worse…” Layla tried to assure the other but she still saw the tears in their eyes so she pulled them into a hug.

Eventually, Mason had his brother go get Samuel and between the two of their medical experience, they got his niece stabilized and moved to her room. He left Sam and Plague to watch over her and headed downstairs where Layla was cleaning up the blood. “Where is Elijah?...”

“Still sitting against the wall. He hasn’t really moved or said anything past asking Luna to go see if Kol is at the institute...and Amaya to look for anywhere else….” She sighed softly, she had a bad feeling that something was way off but she couldn’t place it.

Mason nodded to his aunt and moved over to his brother, carefully of course. “Elijah?...”

“Please tell me Claire is okay….” He spoke softly, not even looking up to his younger brother.

“She will be. The wounds were definitely from angel blades so they will take her some time to recover from…..” He answered. The nephilim was tempted to try to read the other’s mind to see where his thoughts were but he knew his own grace wasn’t strong enough anymore and even if it was Elijah was much more skilled in mind tricks and blocks than he was. “Have you heard any news about Kol?”

Elijah shook his head before running his hand through his hair. “I know they are both incredibly skilled and well trained….So why does it feel like I failed them somehow?...”

“If Makoto was here she would smack you for saying things like that.” Mason sighed and sat down next to him. “You didn’t fail them, they are shadowhunters they get hurt but Claire is strong and will pull through, and Kol….Well, he is so much like you at his age it is scary he won’t let himself fall without a fight.”

He cracked a faint ghost of a smile but it was gone just as fast as it appeared. “You are probably right… I just wish I knew where he was and that he was okay….” He trailed off, leaning back against the wall behind him. He closed his eyes, lost in thought for a moment but was soon brought back to the real world when he felt Amaya and Luna return and they weren’t alone. He got up and moved outside to meet the two women and the male, who looked worse for wear, with them. “Where is Kol? And who is this?”

Amaya looked to the crown prince of hell before the angel next to her. “Go ahead tell him what you told us.”

“Go back to the deepest pits of hell you pathetic excuse for a demon mutt.”

Luna snapped her fingers and watched the angel scream as he was engulfed in flames then she waved them off. “Wrong answer, try again.” While Amaya was growling the mage’s voice had fallen to a deadly calm. “And I would pick your words very carefully or next time it will be holy fire.”

The angel glared at her but something told him it wasn’t an empty threat. “Fucking Witch….” The last word barely left his mouth before he started to feel the searing heat. “Okay Okay! Michael Has The Boy! We Set Up A Trap To Capture Both Of Them But The Girl Got Away!”

“Now tell him why?” Luna spoke in a sing-song voice. Anyone that didn’t know her would think she was in a good mood but for those that did, they could see the anger in her ocean blue eyes.

“He Wants To Use Him To Lure Your Father Up To Face Him!”

“Now was that so hard?” The mage asked, letting the heat die off.

“Fuck you..”

“No thank you.” She hummed as stepped back letting the demoness next to her slaughter the male. “There you go, Eli...So what do we do?”

“That is a dumb question, Lu. I’m not just going to leave Kol there and we can’t involve Lucifer unless we want to bring about the end of the world.”

The mage frowned at her best friend. “I know...But you can’t go alone….and Amaya and me can’t follow you there to help you…”

“I know but I have to try.” Before his friend could argue further he turned to go inside to get his things.

Amaya looked to the mage. “He doesn’t even notice it does he?”

“No…” She sighed, her breath coming out in a small white puff. What the other didn’t notice was that his grace was reacting without him controlling it, dropping the temperature around him and ice forming at his feet.

“I’ll go with him…. I know my way around Heaven and if push came to shove….”

Luna blinked, she hadn’t noticed the angel join them. She looked to Layla. “No, You Better Come Back Alive With Both Of Them. Zack and Plague need you….We all do Layla and I don’t want to see Plague and Omisha use Necromancy on an angel..”

Layla gave her a half-hearted smile but nodded. “Okay Okay then let me go get my nephew then we will all see you later..”

“Be safe, Lay…”

“I will Lu.” She then moved to go find Elijah. She found him talking to Mason and giving him a rundown on what was going on.

Mason frowned. “You are not going alone.”

“No, he isn’t going alone.” the angel cut in to soothe her younger nephew’s worries, though she could tell it just brought more. She sighed softly. “I promise to personally deliver them both home.”

Mason took a deep breath but nodded. “Okay….I will keep Claire stable…You Better All Come Back Alive.”

“Thank you.” Elijah let out a breath of relief. “And we will have some faith in us.” He waited until his brother nodded before turning to head out.

“Hey Elijah!...” Mason called after him.

“Yeah?”

“Put in a few extra rounds for me.” He knew his brother’s gun had bullets made from melted down angel blades.

Elijah laughed softly. “Sure thing.”

Layla gave a small smile. “Mason if you need anything…”

“Me, Sam, Zack, Plague, and I’m sure so many more have it covered.”

“Right.” She nodded and darted to catch up with her nephew and once they were out of the house’s protective barrier she took his arm and teleported them up. --------------------------------------------------- Heaven really wasn’t much to see unless your soul belonged there, to those deemed ‘pure enough’ it looked different to each of them, something personal. To angels and outsiders, it looked like a series of hallways and doors branching off of large rooms. Elijah knew he would have found himself lost quickly so he let Layla lead him through. Soon though the rooms started to look older and almost like well-kept ruins. Layla shivered as they kept forward, of course, he would bring him to this area and field.

Elijah looked to his aunt. “Are you okay?...”

“Yeah...This is just where it all happened, even your father’s grace lingers here…” She answered, just wanting to get out of here but she knew they were getting close. She was proven right at the next thing spoken.

“Laylah? Well, I wasn’t expecting you….perhaps I should have...And Elijah too….You would make better bait.” The archangel appeared before them.

Layla suppressed a flinch at her name, her wings opening to shield Elijah on instinct. “Lucifer isn’t coming. Your little plan failed, so Where is Kol?”

“He isn’t coming?.... That is a shame...Guess he will just have to live knowing he could have saved the poor excuse of a grandson but I do think he will come for his favorite son… Perhaps a trade then?.”

“No.” She narrowed her eyes. “We aren’t here to make a deal just to save a child that has nothing to do with your little match with our brother. Now, Where Is He?” She knew Elijah was getting annoyed as she could feel the frost creeping up over her feathers and ice forming on their tips but she needed him to stay level-headed about this. If this broke into a fight she wasn’t sure she was keeping her promise.

Unfortunately the cold and ice didn’t go unnoticed. Michael tipped his head, if he couldn’t talk her into giving him what he wanted then he could just take it. “You want the boy? Fine catch.” He snapped his fingers making Kol appear but then dropping him through a hole that any fallen angel would recognize.

“Layla!”

Before Elijah got her name out she darted after the shadowhunter, closing her wings to catch up to him then snapping them open to stop their fall. She bit back tears from the pain of the stop but moved to fly back up before the hole closed, only just making it.

Elijah let out a breath seeing them both make it through. “You really are an asshole.”

Michael frowned slightly. “She is faster than I remember...No matter.” His grace allowed him the use of holy fire freely so it was a simple act of snapping and a ring of it surrounded the two.

Layla curled her wings around the boy in her arms to protect him from the blaze.

“Let them go, Michael.”

“I’ll let them go if you stay. See I’m tired of this world and it’s time it ends as well as to finish my father’s final order.”

“I don’t care, It doesn’t concern any of us.”

“Oh but it does, you and your little family shouldn’t exist. I just was going to take care of that next but if you want to go first I can do that for you.” He hummed then in the blink of an eye he was behind Elijah then sent the nephilim flying.

Layla’s wings twitched slightly. “Fucking idiot…”

“Yes sister, he does seem to lack intelligence.”

“Not him, you.” She snapped.

The archangel growled and the fire ring closed in on the angel’s wings.

Layla bit back a cry of pain, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. The burning stopped with the sound of gunfire. It was at that sound that the shadowhunter in her arms started to stir. “Shhh…..it’s going to be okay….I hope….

Elijah knew the bullets weren’t enough to kill the archangel but they would hurt like hell and slow him down, especially aimed at the three pairs of wings. “Hey, I thought you were dealing with me first? Or did you realize you were out-matched?”

“You cocky arrogant-” He started but got cut off with a shot between the eyes.

“What was that?” He loaded another clip. “Didn’t quite catch that….Did you say you were letting us all go?”

Michael definitely took a moment to recover but that was all he needed before he was before the nephilim a blade appearing in hand. He knocked the gun out of the other’s hand then took him by the throat. “You wanted death, right? Then let me give it to you..” He buried the blade in the other male’s gut.

“DAD!” Kol cried out, now on his feet despite his own injuries.

The archangel’s head snapped to the noise. “Oh look who is awake…And just in time for the grand finale...”

Layla curled her wing around Kol. “Leave him be…you win, let us go….”

Michael laughed. “I still need live bait key work LIVE. You aren’t going anywhere until....” He trailed off as a blast of bitter icy cold overtook the field. “Oh good, he is finally here.” He turned his head expecting to see Lucifer, and honestly if he didn’t know better her still would have mistaken him, but instead just saw the nephilim he could have sworn he just killed. “How the hell….”

“Your guess is as good as mine, but I think something about a nephilim born of an archangel, even a fallen one has something to do with it.” Elijah shrugged. In all honesty, he had no clue but he was thankful.

He narrowed his eyes. “I see….Well, let’s test that theory.”

So here we are searing heat and bitter cold clashing with the two graces and as Layla thought before she was fairly sure her eldest brother had obviously miscalculated but his pride would never allow him to admit to that but this was clearly almost over. She didn’t know how many shots Michael took or how many wounds Elijah now had but she started to notice the archangel was getting desperate when the heat started to give way to cold and ice. She knew that he had been trying to summon his archangel blade for a little while now but Plague had it locked up in the basement where they stole the sword months ago.

Elijah noticed this too so in a final push the ice grip of his grace overtook and held the archangel in place. “Just Fucking Yield Already.”

“Not To An Abomination Like You!” He growled. “And Don’t Think You Have Won. This Would Be Over If It Fucking Answered.”

“Your sword? You lost the favor of your own blade, that is funny.” He laughed softly.

“Shut The Fuck Up!” Michael growled. He still had one more ace in his sleeve, if he could just distract him… He snapped his fingers and the last bit of his flames leapt to life and engulfed the two onlookers.

Layla pulled Kol into her arms and covered him in her wings to protect him, ignoring her own pain.

All humor left the crowned prince of hell as the blade in question appeared in his hand and he leveled it at Michael’s throat. “Let them go.” His voice was deadlier than the ice around them and as he said those three words the holy fire that engulfed the sword seemed to freeze in place making it jagged and sharp.

Michael’s eyes widened. “How…..”

“Wrong answer.” In one swift movement, the Archangel was down three wings. “Try again.”

He suppressed the yelp of pain. “What?..... Are you going to kill me?....”

“No my job to do that, though you so deserve it.” Another movement and there went the last three.

Yeah, Michael’s grace was sent into shock and the flames were gone nor could he make a sound or move.

“Don’t come after me or my family ever again.” Elijah growled but let go of the obvious overload of grace, the ice melting. His body started to give out but he soon found his son at his side helping him stay upright. “Kol?... Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine….are you?”

“I don’t know…” He answered honestly, his vision was quickly going black.

“Layla? What happened to him.”

“The angelic version of an adrenaline rush...” Layla frowned. “We need to get him and you home…” She moved over to Elijah’s other side, picking up Michael’s sword and using what grace was left in it to open the portal home, dropping them in the living room.

“Elijah?!” A Female voice sounded as the blonde rushed over. “MASON GET IN HERE!”

“Hello to you as well Aunt Makato….” Kol sighed softly.

The woman looked at her nephew to start fussing over him while her youngest brother moved to deal with the middle one. Makoto turned to their aunt. “What The Fuck Happened?!”

Layla hummed softly and sat down. “It’s a long story….”

#magic behind the story #elijah Jacobson #Kol jacobson #Layla #Luna Redbrook #Amaya Akira #mason jacobson

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For anyone that was following my flufftober things.

I'm sorry they will be delayed indefinitely. Family stuff has come up. I plan on coming back to it but i don't know when yet.

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Day 7- A first time

If there was one thing that Aiden learned early on in life it was that the term love was just a word people used as a way to manipulate others to look past their wrongdoings and keep them in their place. Or at least that was how his mother used it against him and his father when he was growing up and even going so far as to twist the hybrid’s perception of it from his father. So when his parents finally separated when he was 15 he chose her only to be nearly killed then left alone in the world, not really knowing how to survive.

Aiden’s beliefs, lack of trust in anyone, and hunger from both his vampiric side and the curse to feed on the life force of anyone he got close too, they all added up to mean that he made no meaningful connections for a long time because they would just end up dead. That started to change the day he met a certain vampire and mage sibling pair who began to teach him control. Zackary, to control his bloodlust and how to hunt properly. Luna, being the last full-powered nature mage taught him to control his powers of nature and how to use them both as an outlet and to steady himself. Not long after those two, he met Layla, the angel who taught him how to use her grace properly, and Plague who later became the first of his best friends. The last two people of consequence the hybrid met for nearly 100 years was Alice and Steven who, by request of his father, took him under their wings and taught him how to feed properly to satisfy the curse. Admittedly though he lost contact with Plague for a while and was in and out of it with the rest which often left to him spiral from the loss of real connection.

He tried a few times over the years but friends rarely stayed, ether calling him too much or annoying or they just wanted something. The people he let himself get closer often ended up dead or ‘fall in love’ with him, so they claimed. If they dared tell him such he just left, he wouldn’t allow himself to manipulated.

Some good things did happen though. He met his familiar, a small kitsune kit that he named Kida and she helped him greatly. He discovered his passion for animals and that he could understand them for the most part. He eventually reconnected with his father and while their relationship is still rocky somedays it was good to have him in his corner again. He met his two other best friends, though those are stories for another day. He met up with Plague again, though they had changed he didn’t mind it because they both had. There was now a home for all of them to be safe and secure, at least as much as they really could be. All of that was good and all but probably the best thing about recent years, at least to Aiden, was meeting Skylar. Their first meeting a little weird but the valkyrie soon grew on him and while he wasn’t really paying attention she was chipping away at the wall he had built up around himself.

She was kind and patent with him but didn’t put up with his self-hatred, always quick pull him out of it and remind him that it just wasn’t true. She was understanding of his past and his viewpoints, actually listening instead of dismissing them or telling him he was wrong. When storms raged outside she always checked on him, even if she knew someone else had him. Aiden honestly thought she would just be another one of his best friends and in a way she is but the connection seemed to run so much deeper and he didn’t know why.

He soon found himself missing her company when she had to leave for her missions or he had to hunt. Even on his darkest days, when all he wanted was to be alone, he found comfort just sitting in silence with her in the room doing her own thing. Her smile always put him at ease and made things more bearable. The slightest touch made his heart sore and him realize just how starved of it he was. Cuddles when they were both home became as necessary as water was to live, technically you can survive without it with a substitute but it was so much better with it.

Of course, when he voiced it to his friends Plague play like they were just as clueless while Alaric and Mason just shared a look. They knew the answer to when the hybrid was experiencing but they didn’t dare voice it because if they did then he would surely run. No, the person that finally gave him an answer was actually Skylar herself.

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“I love you…..” The words left the valkyrie’s lips as if she had been holding them in for a long time. She saw the panic fill his brown eyes and she gently took his hand to ground him to the moment and out of his head. “It’s okay... I’m not looking to hear it in return, I know how you feel about it and I would never try to change that... It is probably selfish of me but I needed to say it so you knew where I am…” She supplied softly before letting go of his hand so he could leave.

Aiden stared at her for a long time, letting the words turn over in his head. Love? Was that the word for this feeling? Something he had spent his whole life hating and avoiding, so sure it was just a way to manipulate people to stay together or do what you want? Yet here Skylar was giving him her heart, trusting him not to break it and yet not wanting anything in return. That wasn’t possible, was it? Brown eyes met green ones and he couldn’t find any hidden motive or ill intent. Still, his initial reaction was to run to protect himself but he couldn’t bring himself to move. His second reaction was to assure her it was okay but he couldn’t find the words.

Skylar could see his internal conflict and sighed softly. “Sorry…” She moved to turn and walk away.

Aiden’s brain and heart were arguing but it was instinct that won out because he just knew he didn’t want her to leave. His hand moved to stop her, pulling her closer to him and into a deep kiss, her melting into it once the surprise wore off. Deep down Aiden already knew how he felt about her and that she had the correct word of it. She had broken through all of his walls and he had let himself fall hard. He pulled back to break the kiss, laying his forehead against hers.

“I love you too Skylar… More then I thought possible…”

#flufftober #Aiden Auditore #skylar

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Day 6- Pillows

None of them knew how this happened but if any of the teachers were to walk into the common room of the 1st year dorms they would be greeted with the sight of couches and tables pushed against walls with a large pile of pillows, blankets, and cushions in the middle of the room. From the kitchen came the smell of all kinds of snacks and sweets to last the night.

“So what are you planning to do with all of this?” Kenzou asked, tipping his head.

Que Raijin looking at the other confused. “You can’t guess? Did you never make a pillow fort when you were younger? Damn you league kids never had fun.” He was teasing of course.

Before Kenzou could retort though a pillow came flying and hit the other in the back of the head, knocking him into the pile and it falling on top of him.

“Oops…” Honey spoke up as she and her cousin moved to check on the blonde male only to find him laughing.

“Oh this means war, Takami.” He laughed, grabbing a pillow and throwing at Honey who ducked. They watched it fly across the room and straight into Kumi’s back. “Oh, sorry dear.” He spoke quickly to his girlfriend but even from where he stood he could see the playful gleam in her eyes. “Uh oh....” That was about all he got out before she was coming at him and soon the whole scene devolved into chaos.

The whole pillow fight went on for a long time. Some people teamed up to be a greater force to be reckoned with while others went at it alone allowing them more maneuverability. Anyone that didn’t want to or couldn’t participate in the fight had gone ahead and set up a wall of pillows, leaving them to snack watching the other and some even playing commentary. All of them seemed to be having fun though.

All the chaos drew attention to the building and more so the teacher of class 1-A who tiredly entered the common room. Of course as soon as the door opened everyone inside froze save for Melanie and Hanako who were in fox forms fighting over a down pillow and as soon as the door closed the pillow gave way and there was an explosion of feathers everywhere.

Aizawa blinked at the scene before him, trying the process but before he could open his mouth to say anything he was hit hard from behind by a pillow knocking him off balance and down with another hit then a much larger fox sitting on top of him. “Hariko….” He sighed hearing her yip then bark at the kids.

Melanie and Hanako, knowing what their mother was suggesting and taking that as permission, they bounded over to join her on top of their grandfather. Very soon after others joined and Aizawa found himself trapped under his two daughters and grandkids while everyone else went back to playing.

Aizawa sighed softly but he guessed they deserved to have a carefree night to just be kids while they could but they would be cleaning all of this up in the morning.

#flufftober #mha #mha oc #Shota Aizawa #Raijin #Kumi #hariko #Kenzou #Honey

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Day 5- Sweet

Probably the shortest day put I think it’s still good

Zackary always made time for his three kids whenever they needed him, it didn’t matter when or where it was or how often or little. That being said, he had come to look forward to Mondays each week because those were the days the River spent at home. It had become something of a tradition in the house that after they all woke up they would spend the day making chocolate covered strawberries for the week. He always took care to make sure they had anything they needed, sometimes asking Momotaro and Eliana for fresh strawberries because they tasted better with the promise of saving some for them in return.

As usual the first few batches were gone soon after they were made, you know quality control and all. Soon though they were on to making containers for the hospital, agency, and wherever else for the week.

Sometimes they would do more than chocolate covered strawberries but that was always the constant. Sometimes they would kidnap Angel to help and Galen would come over if he was off and if Pluto was home then it became a whole family day full of teasing and laughter.

Yeah Zackary had come to look forward to Mondays, no matter how big or small it was almost always a good day.

#flufftober #Zackary Redbrook #Pluto Goodwin #Galen #Angel #River

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Day 4- Music

Summer tipped her head looking around the kitchen, she had come to look for Elijah but he was nowhere in sight. It was only as she headed back into the living room did she hear the faint playing from up in the attic so she moved upstairs.

Now the house normally didn’t have an actual music room since it wasn’t needed often but the attic worked something like the room of requirement from those books with a horrible author.

She stopped just outside of it, taking a moment to listen to the piano music that was playing. It sounded familiar but she couldn’t place it off the top of her head. She moved to head into the room and stopped seeing the two best friends talking now. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude.”

Luna shook her head and smiled. “You didn’t at all, You are actually right on time because I have to go talk to Aiden. He has been lacking in his training.”

“Oh okay...Have fun with that.”

“Oh I will.” The nature mage smiled before heading down to find the hybrid.

Elijah sighed, though laughing under his breath. “She is going to have way too much fun with that.” He then looked to Summer and smiled. “Anyways, Hello sweetheart. How are you?”

“I’m good, Are you sure I’m not interrupting something?”

“Completely sure, Lu is right. You kind of came at the perfect time. I just finished transcribing something you would like, well hopefully.”

The blood mage gave him a look. “That doesn’t sound concerning at all…”

The nephilim sighed. “I don’t have to show you if you don’t want me too.”

“When did I say….? Oh no, Elijah, it's fine I would love to hear it.” She moved to sit at the piano next to him and kissed his cheek. Given who she worked for and with, Summer often had to keep her guard up so there were days that she forgot she didn’t have to be that way with him. “Really let’s hear it.”

Blue-green eyes studied her face, looking for any sign that she was just trying to be nice, before turning to the keys. Elijah started off lightly leading into the song that he could only hope she recognized as her favorite.

Summer was silent for a moment listening to it, admittedly it took a moment for it to click but once it did a smile lit up her face. Honestly it was impressive both how different and similar it was to the original. The blood mage soon started singing along.

Elijah smiled, mesmerized by her voice through still playing so he could listen to it longer. Soon though the song drew to a close and he sat back. “What did you think?”

“That was great, thank you.” She leaned over to kiss his cheek again.

He turned his head to catch her lips in a kiss. “You are welcome, sweetheart....”

#flufftober #Elijah Jacobson #Summer Atkinson

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Day 3- Sunlight

What do you get with 3 dragons, a snow leopard, lots of sunshine and warm sand? Absolute fucking adorableness.

It was some of the last few warm days they had left as fall would soon really set in so the kids wanted to spend it at the beach and naturally that meant inviting the rest of their group, not that it was a problem save for the tired dragon that accompanied River.

River had told him that he could stay back and sleep but if he was being honest he could get over his exhaustion just so he could time with her so here they were helping them set up while Ari and Lumi were running around at the edge of the water. Dimitri sat down on one of the towels once they were done watching the kids attempt to tackle the shark that made his way over to them and his girlfriend move to join them to help, a small smile appearing on his face.

“I was honestly surprised to see that you came.” The younger of the two emerald dragons spoke as he sat down. “Not that i’m not happy you did just surprised.”

Dimitri shrugged slightly. “I mainly wanted to spend time with River, but I guess seeing all of you is an added bonus.” He teased softly.

Solstice laughed softly. “Well even if all of us are added bonuses we are happy to have you. And if you get too tired you can always take a nap, I will tell you that sleeping in the sun is absolutely amazing you know in case you hadn’t figured that out yet.” He teased in return.

The younger dragon rolled his eyes, moving his tail to smack the other lightly. “I have figured that out, thank you very much. Now shouldn’t you go save your best friend?”

He hummed softly looking at the pile. “Perhaps but I think he has got it..” No sooner did the words leave his mouth and he found himself drenched from water he hadn’t noticed coming. “Excuse me and hold these...” He tossed him his sunglasses then got up and moved over to the group.

Dimi laughed watching them all play.

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Eventually Calyx took River, kids, and whoever else swimming and Sol got lunch ready for when they all got back.. After they all ate the kids had a sand castle building contest while the adults talked. All in all it was a much needed down day for everyone.

Around sunset, almost everyone started cleaning up only to find the scene mentioned at the beginning. Eventually Dimitri’s exhaustion and the warmth of both the sun and sand got the better of him so he had fallen asleep, not really surprising save that it meant he was comfortable enough around them to let his guard down. Another unsurprising thing was the River had at some point curled up with him and was asleep as well. What was surprising was that both Lumi and Ari had managed to worm their ways between the sleeping couple, without waking them, and were now curled up asleep as well. Dimitri must have shifted positions at some point because he had his tail laid over the other three.

So naturally instead of waking them up, phones came out and all kinds of pictures were taken. Calyx and Solstice had done well to keep Aella and Bellona throughout the day to include them since they couldn’t be there but once again they would find their phones flooded.

Solstice knew they would appreciate the kids and River though given how separate Dimitri kept himself from the crew he wasn’t as sure about him but he knew who would. “May want to send these to Jamie and Kit too.”

“Already ahead of you.” The winged red head spoke as she was typing on her phone.

“I figured as much.” He hummed softly. Once everyone was done he moved to carefully wake River and Dimitri but picked up Ari, with Snow doing the same to Lumi.

Dimitri yawned sitting up. ”What?....”

“You fell asleep.” Trixie supplied

“Oh….”

Solstice nodded before tipping his head, they both still seemed out of it. “You want to ride back with us and to crash at the base?”

Dimitri blinked, looking over at his still very sleepy mate. “You guys don’t mind?”

“No, not at all.” Scarlett spoke up this time to answer them with a soft smile. “If you want to of course.”

He thought about it a moment before nodding slowly. He got up and helped River up so they could help finish cleaning up then head to the base.

#flufftober #dimitri #solstice #scarlett #calyx #River #Eliana #Snow #Lumi #Ari

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Day 2- Ink

Thalia and Esmeralda sat in the Irish bastard after she got out of classes and she had been let out early from work. They had been talking about random shit, going back and forth for about an hour or so and now somehow got on the subject of tattoos.

“Oh but it could be cool, you could do something representing your love of writing.” Esmeralda suggested, smiling softly.

“hmm.... I guess it would be more symbolic then your nerdy idea.” She teased in return. “Besides even if the idea appealed to me I still have one big issue.”

“Hey! Leave my nerdy ideas out of it.” She stuck her tongue out at her before continuing. “Scared of needles?”

“Yes, and last I checked so were you.”

The vampire hummed softly in thought. “True but there is a difference between the two so I think it will be okay.”

Thalia nodded once. “Yeah I guess so.” She hummed softly in thought. “So you are really set on this?”

She nodded. “Yes, you don’t have to go with me, it is over a month off so i’m sure I can convince someone else to go with me.”

“Oh? Is that so?”

“Mhm.” She smiled to herself before the tone of the older female’s question hit her. “Why do you ask?”

Thalia smirked playfully. “Oh no reason...”

“I smell a challenge….”

She nodded, taking a drink of her tea she had ordered. “Convince someone in your circle of childhood friends and not Ace or Darren because that is two easy.”

Esmeralda sighed. “So Mikleo?” She watched the other nod then she rolled her eyes. “You could have just said that instead of trying to be cryptic.”

“Do you accept the challenge?”

“Yeah what the hell?”

“No compulsion.”

“Obviously.” The vampire laughed softly before stretching.

Thalia hummed happy, tipping her head slightly when the door opened. “Speak of the devil… Where your ears burning dearest cousin?”

“Am I the devil now?... I knew you looked down on people but not so much that you would drown in the rain…” Mikleo sighed softly.

Esmeralda snorted.

Thalia rolled her eyes. “No only are you inaccurate but that barely made sense.” She then looked at the other girl. “And it wasn’t funny so why are you laughing?”

“Barely but it still did in some way and that is all that matters.” He shrugged before finally cracking a faint smile. “Plus Es got it so it had to be funny somehow.” He took a seat. “So what are you two up to?”

Esmeralda spoke up. “We were just talking about the tattoo I wanted to get and how I had just under two months to finalize a design.”

“Has it changed since your first year?” He tipped his head.

“Well no, not really.”

“Then how about we just go do it? Please I need an excuse for Ace not to drag me to his second job again….”

Thalia tilted her head. “Isn’t he security at the club his boyfriend works at?”

“Yes…..”

She laughed softly. “Aww you poor baby, it must be so hard being around all those ‘dancers’, being in a committed relationship with yourself and all...”

The growl from the white haired elf was low but very auditable.

Esmeralda gave him a sympathetic look. “Sorry Mikleo, While I’m sure I could get Raven’s permission I did kind of want to wait until I’m 18…”

He sighed but nodded. “No, I understand.” He hummed softly in thought a moment. “Well I know you are busy on the 23rd and probably 24th of November...So how about the 25th or 26th I will take you to get it. It can be an early late birthday present. Early because you know about it and late because it will be after before it actually happens.”

Esmeralda smiled widely. “Really? Thank you, Mi.”

“No problem, Es.”

Thalia blinked watching the two, it was saddening to lose her own challenge so quickly but honestly she didn’t care as it was much more heartwarming to see the two friends together again, stronger after all they had both been through in the past few years.

#flufftober #Esmeralda Redbrook #Mikleo Silva #thalia grey

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Day 1- Touch

Layla flopped face first onto the middle of the large bed, spreading her wings to take over the rest. Normally she wouldn’t be so careless to take over the bed like this but she was tired and sore plus she knew Tomura was in the other room playing some game. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, green eyes closing as she did.

A few hours later Tomura shut off the system and moved to head to their room. He had assumed that he would find her asleep already although not taking up all of the bed. He sighed moving over towards her though any annoyance he had faded away seeing how relaxed she seemed to be. He sighed softly again, maybe he could get her to shift enough to at least get into bed. He moved to gently run his hand over her feathers. Admittedly no matter how much he may bitch about her wings both for their size and the shedding of her feathers everywhere, he still found their colors and sheen mesmerizing and he would have been lost in the moment if he hadn’t noticed her move.

The winged villain hadn’t meant to fall asleep in fact she hadn’t even realized she had until she felt a hand brush over her feathers. She blinked awake and lifted her head up to meet the scarlet gaze of her husband. “Hey...what time is it?”

“I don’t know like 3 or 4 in the morning…” He watched her nod before making a move to shift her wings, frowning when he noticed her obvious discomfort. He moved his hand to stop her from moving. “Are you hurt?..”

Layla shook her head. “Just sore and stiff…..but I’ll be okay.” She yawned and went to move again but he stopped her again. “Come on, Player 1....”

He shook his head. “Stay, relax, and rest.”

She looked at him, his words seemed almost like an order but there was real concern on his face and it was almost enough for her to let it go, Almost. “What about you?.... I feel bad…Seriously it’s not that big a deal I can move.” She sat up, ignoring the screaming of her muscles. Tomura gave her a look, having known her for so many years it wasn’t hard to see past her brave face. “You aren’t going to let this go are you?” He watched her shake her head and he sighed softly. “Please lay back down…”

“But…” “No.” “Tomura…” “Layla.”

She narrowed her eyes but gave in and laid back down, though she kept her wings folded closer to her.

He rolled his eyes and sat down on the bed. “Were you always so stubborn?”

“Yes, but you love me either way.” She mused softly.

“Is that so?” He teased in return. Tomura then turned his scarlet gaze to her wings and back. “Can I...?”

“I really hope so because you aren’t getting rid of me now…” Layla yawned softly, humming lowly in response to his question. “hmm...I guess if you want…”

The blue haired villain nodded slowly and carefully moved to sit next to her. He was slow and gentle at first, starting at her lower back and working his way up to work out some of the knots and ease her tense muscles. While he was fully aware that she was immune to his quirk he was still careful as he worked. Tomura let out a breath as he felt her start to relax and with the faint soft coos a small smile appeared on his face. “Better?...”

“...Tons….Thank you, Player 1…..” She spoke sleepy. “...Sometimes I don’t know if I deserve you….”

His smile grew some but his shook his head as her worked. “I’m fairly sure it can be argued that it is the other way around. Now get some sleep, Player 2.”

“okay … Okay….I love you Tenko…”

“I love you too, Layla....”

#mha #layla takami #Tomura Shigaraki #flufftober #mha oc

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Starting tomorrow.

Admittedly it may take a few extra days to get them posted here as i did no writing ahead of time so please be patient.

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Nightmares No More

Now, what would you do if you had to run for your life and the thing chasing you was going at the speed of light? You don’t do anything. Faster the sound? That was possible but no one had figured out how to go as fast as light let alone faster than it. But even knowing all that when it comes down to it you will press yourself to try to run, hoping that maybe you will be the one to finally do it... or just praying that the thing chasing you would get bored and quit. So here you were running for your life and while you were faster than your companions their screams cut short told you that it was getting close. You could feel it breathing down your neck so pushed yourself to go faster knowing that one misstep and it would be all over. Your heartbeat in your ear and your chest hurting from not getting enough air, you still pushed yourself that one last time and gave it all you had….

Then It was all over…

….Or so you thought or was it more like hoped…

You jerked awake, sitting up and fighting to catch your breath. A hand carefully moved to grip yours as a way of grounding you. That along with the soothing and kind words soon calmed your pounding heart and got you to lay back down. She ran her fingers through your hair, humming softly. It was like that for a long time and you were on the verge of falling asleep again when her voice broke the moment.

“You can’t outrun your demons….Eventually, you are going to have to turn and fight them…” The words normally would have been annoying because they felt so exposing and they held both wisdom and childish tones to them but it was the tiredness that stuck out to you the most.

Had she stayed up just to be there to comfort you when you woke up?

Your eyes opened and moved to meet the gaze of the source, in the low light her icy blue gaze seemed to almost glow, and sure enough exhaustion was written all over her face. “Esmeralda....” You sighed but trailed off when she shook her head.

“Sorry...that was crossing a line…”

You shook your head this time and gently took her hand again. “It’s fine...Maybe you are right…” You gave her hand a squeeze. “I was just going to say that you look tired, dear.”

“I’ll be fine… but you, you can use some more rest and I’ll be here if you need me.”

You looked at her for a long moment, while her words and soft smile she offered were both comforting you felt bad that she was doing this to herself so you came up with another idea. You pulled on her arm suddenly enough that she fell forward into your waiting arms. Your arms closed around her as you nuzzled her face in the mess of brown hair and when she tried to pull away your arms tightened. “No, you are my prisoner now.” Your tone was light and teasing but held enough stubbornness that she would know you had no intention of letting go.

“Fine...”

You felt her sigh from on top of you as she accepted her fate and moved only to get comfortable. You hummed triumphantly and fixed your grip on her. “I’ll sleep if you do.” There was another sigh but she nodded before laying her head on your chest over your heart. “Just stay out of my dreams this time.” You teased softly, earning her laughter.

“You know I have little control over that....”

You looked down in time to see her yawn, her blue eyes slipping shut. “Fine then, it doesn’t matter anyway as any dream with you in it is a good one…” You trailed off, honestly expecting her to react but when you looked down again she was already asleep. You smiled softly and kissed the top of her head. You laid back humming softly and listening to her steady breathing, letting it lull you to sleep. Just as you drifted off to some of the best sleep you had gotten in a while you heard her mumble.

“Sleep well, my love…”

#Magic behind the story #Esmeralda Redbrook #reader insert

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~Vision of the Past~

March 2nd, 1613, Luna(16 at the time) and Zackary(20 at the time) went through a day of complete hell… 

They had buried their parents and Zack’s ex-fiancee (a story for another time) about a month and a half earlier so it was just the two of them.

The day started out the same as any other both working that morning, taking over making medicine from herbs from their mother as it was the only good she ever did. In the afternoon they took a trip to the lake near their village that had always been their escape over the years of abuse from their mother and Luna’s sickness.

It was on the way back that they ran into serious trouble. At the time there was a group of men that called themselves ‘witch hunters’ going from village to the village having their way with women then declaring them witches and having them burned at the stake. 

See where this is going yet?

The Redbrook siblings had a run-in with this group and although they both did their absolute best to escape it wasn’t enough. The group held Zackary back as they took turns with his little sister and all he could do was listen to her screams. The one time he managed to break from their grasp they were quick to grab him again and bury their knives into his flesh. They left him for dead, bleeding out on the forest floor.

A vampire was passing through the area when they caught the scent of so much bloodshed so of course came to investigate and for whatever reason decided to save Zack rather than finish him off but it didn’t stick around to see what would happen. Once he had healed enough he headed into the village, still human.

Back in the village Luna was shocked to see how quickly they turned on her, the very people that had watched her grow up were now taking the word of strangers and ignoring her cries of protest completely. She was tied up and they were set fire to the wood around her when she heard Zackary’s voice calling as he came running out of the forest. He was covered in blood but otherwise, he seemed okay.

The ‘witch hunters’of course freaked out, since he should have been dead, and so was the village but they soon did well to fix that by opening fire on him, making for sure this time it worked.

The last thing Luna saw was her brother fall to the ground before her magic, which had been bound for 16 years, erupted causing the fire around her to shoot up as her powers teleported her away to safety. The last thing Zack saw as his vision faded as the fire consuming his sister.

Zackary died with vampire blood in his system so he turned that day. When he came to, thinking his sister was dead, his humanity was already off so he slaughtered the whole village that night and hunted down those that hurt Luna. He went completely ripper soon after.

Luna thought her sibling was gone and her newfound magic did not react well to those raw emotional triggers. She found out she was pregnant a few weeks after. Once she gave birth as found a suitable family to take her newborn son, giving him up for his safety because of how unstable her magic was. 

Her biggest regret if you ever ask her.

It was approaching the fourth year since the whole incident before the siblings finally found each other again, Zack was almost to far gone and nearly killed her. Luna managed to pull him out of his ripper state long enough for them to catch up and for her to try a modified spell to make his daylight ring, which succeeded but also bound her life to his immortality.

When the guilt of the deaths that he caused came crashing down on him Zackary reverted back to the humanity less ripper he was before and didn’t get pulled out of it completely for the rest of the century. Since then Zack always struggled with his bloodlust.

#Luna Redbrook #Zackary Redbrook #tw: death #tw: blood #tw: noncon #Magic behind the story

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By the count of 10

Solstice was out on a walk around town as the girls were out shopping and Tomi had requested to be left alone, to which who was the dragon to argue with so long as he stayed at the base or at least didn’t do anything reckless. He was just coming down one of the empty streets when he heard a commotion in one of the alleyways so moved there to check it out. He frowned at the scene he found, a small child backed into a corner by an adult who was closing in on him. “Is everything okay over here?”

The man froze and put on a fake smile to look at the dragon. “Yes, everything is fine, just kids being kids.”

Solstice narrowed his eyes. “I wasn’t asking you.” He growled. He then walked past him to slowly approach the child, holding his hands up to show they were empty. He bent down in front of him. From here the smell of blood was unmistakable. “You can just nod or shake your head if you want...Okay?...” He kept his voice low and soft. He got a nod so he moved to the next question. “Are you okay?” Shake. “Do you need help?” Nods. “Are you related to that man?” Shake. “Did he hurt you?” Nods. “Are your parents around?” The boy started to nod but then tears filled his eyes and he shook his head. It broke Solstice’s heart but he was starting to get a picture of what was going on.“I’m Solstice, or just Sol if you would like. What is your name?”

The boy swallowed, red eyes meeting lavender ones, he was still scared but something told him he could trust the green-haired man. “Ari…..”

It was then that the other male’s patience seemed to wear out and he moved to attack the child but what he hadn’t expected was the dragon to move to get up at the same time so instead hit him in the face with his scorpion tail.

Solstice growled softly as he got hit, more so that the other tried to attack an innocent child then the now stinging and burning pain over his eye. He got to his feet to face the man. “Ari, let’s play a game. Close your eyes and count to ten and when you open then the bad man will be gone.” The boy didn’t need to see any more bloodshed. “Do you have them closed?”

“Yes…”

“Good, I’ll start you off,” He drew his weapon. “1………...2………” The other tried to run but the dragon was faster and cut him off, slicing through the tail.

“3………….4…………..” The boy continued, ignoring the iron scent and the soon silenced screams. “5………….6……..” He took a shaky breath. Ari heard more movement but kept his eyes shut tight. “7……...8…….”

Solstice had killed and dumped the body in the dumpster in the next alley along with his jacket, not his finest work but he was limited on time. He put his weapon away and moved back to the boy. “9…….10…..Okay, you are good now.”

Ari opened his eyes and looked around only to find that it really was just the two of them. He didn’t know what came over him but he suddenly hugged the 6-foot dragon. “Thank you….Thank you so much….”

He smiled softly. “You are welcome…” He passed a hand over the boy’s head. He was starting to feel the hit from earlier but his concern was still the boy. “We should get you checked out at the hospital...Can I pick you up?...”

Ari nodded slowly and let him do so. --------------------------------------------------------------

At the hospital, Ari regained a lot of his shyness and didn’t want to let go although after some convincing he let Dimitri check him over and treat him, with the medication soon easing him to sleep.

Dimitri hummed softly as he moved to finally clean up Solstice’s eye. “You should have let us treat you first…”

“I’m fine...”

“Only because you have scales which at this point are pretty much disintegrated in the area but they probably saved your eye if not your life.” He sighed softly. “It’s going to scar. We will give you some antivenom and antibiotics then we are going to hold you overnight for observation.”

“Do whatever you need to do. Just two things….”

Dimitri tipped his head as he moved to get what he would need to finish up. “What is it, Sol?”

“Don’t call Tomiichii or Scarlett, they are under enough stress already…”

He narrowed his eyes at that. “We will see about that one. What is the second thing?”

“What is going to happen to Ari?” The older dragon asked looking to the boy next to him.

Dimitri took a deep breath and let it out slowly as he finished up. “I don’t know, they will probably look to see if he has anymore family and if not I don’t know…..That system isn’t very kind so I hope he doesn’t end up there.” He stepped back after finishing the bandaging. “Try not to scratch and get some rest.”

Solstice nodded slowly. “Yeah okay.” He laid down carefully but sleep never came although he couldn’t help but smile when Ari curled up closer to him.

#Magic behind the story #solstice #Ari

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Sol's Hour of Need

One would think that he would be used to restless nights of nightmares and you would think that after last time he would just stay put but he couldn’t help it when he felt the walls closing in on him, however this time he made sure he had his phone, weapon, and Tomi’s jacket although that was for his comfort and he made sure to leave a note explaining that he was just going for a walk and to call if they needed him. He was then out of the door and walking down the street.

He just let his feet carry him in a random direction while deep in his thoughts, trying to sort through them but he just got more and more restless to the point that the only thing that pulled him from them was when someone ran into him and apologized before running off. He sighed and looked around to figure out where he was, eyes stopping on the house he was in front of him and before he realized it he had walked to the door and knocked on it. Just as he was about to leave it opened up revealing the taller dragon with lighter green hair but very similar lavender eyes.

“Solstice? What do you want?” Zander asked yawning, still only half awake so he barely managed any of the normal growls when talking to the dragon villain.

Solstice looked down for a moment. “I don’t know…. Sorry…”

He frowned, that was odd even for him. “Sol, what’s wrong?”

“Just a lot… Don’t worry about it...” The younger dragon turned on his heel to walk away.

“Do you need to talk it through?”

“Not with you…” He sighed softly but then it hit him that it was real concern in his brother’s voice and turned to look at him. “Spar with me...Like when we were kids and training.”

Zander blinked in surprise at the request. “What? Why?”

“I think….I think I need a physical distraction and you are the only person I can think of that I can go full out with, without fear of killing. Please Alexandros….”

He sighed and studied the male in front of him for a long moment, for the first time in years he was looking at his little brother, Solstice, and not the villain of questionable sanity, Eclipse. He finally nodded to him. “Okay...Let me get my things and tell Snow. I’ll be right back.”

Solstice nodded slowly and watched the door shut, leaving him alone with his thoughts again. As the minutes started to tick by he was worried that he wasn’t going to come back and he was wasting his time so he turned to leave again when the door finally opened up again. He smiled slightly to himself. “Slow as ever…”

He rolled his eyes but didn’t reply to the remark. “Come on I know a good place to do this. I hope you don’t mind flying.”

“What?” Solstice spoke in surprise but that was all he got out before he felt his arm being grabbed then his body being lifted off the ground. “Fuck…… This is so unstable you ass.”

Zander laughed. “I’m not going to drop you but fine.” He moved higher into the sky then he let go of Sol.

Solstice’s eyes widened even though he was only falling for a moment before he landed on the back of a full-grown dragon. “Πάω να κλωτσήσεις τον γαμημένο σου κώλο, τον Αλέξανδρο...” There was a soft rumble that could be laughter from the dragon below him. He sighed and sat up before looking to the city below them then to the sky above him. Sol hadn’t realized how much he missed flying until now, it was so peaceful and calming.

Zander’s ears flicked noticing his brother’s calming heartbeat then adjusted his wings to take them above the clouds, from up here the stars shown brightly and clearly.

He looked up to the sky, mind falling to childhood memories of stargazing with their parents then on to doing so at the lab with the kids as a way to ground them. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Are we almost there?...”

He nodded slightly and headed back down soon landing in an empty field. He waited for Solstice to get off before shifting back and stretching. “Wow, it’s been a long time since I’ve done that.” He looked to the other. “How are you doing?”

“I’m still going to kick your fucking ass, Alexandros. You said you wouldn’t drop me and then you did.” Solstice growled.

“We will see about that won’t we?” Zander sighed softly, they were back to the flux of emotion. “Lose the jacket, I would hate to ruin it, and draw your weapon. I’m assuming that is where you have the most improvement. You wanted to spar so let’s do it.”

Solstice glared at him but pulled Tomi’s jacket off and drew his scythe. He didn’t give the other more time than that before he came at him, slicing at him only to have the blade stopped with one-half Zander’s while the other came down on the shaft of the scythe, cutting into it but not through.

Zander then kicked his little brother away, watching him fall back. “That was sloppy, even for you Sol.”

He snarled and came at him again and again, each time the same results.

“Come one it’s like you are trying to lose. Are you? If you just wanted to take some hits then you should have just said so.” Zander baited. He knew there was more to all this but he had to break through the other’s anger. “You expect to be able to protect your team, your new life, like this?”

“ΣΚΑΣΕ!!” Solstice snapped and charged again, lightning infusing with the scythe but what he didn’t notice was that with the cuts in the shaft that the electricity put too much stress on it so when Zander stopped it again the shaft cracked and broke leaving him open and soon Zander and him on the ground with his blades at his throat.

“If this were a real fight you would be dead several times over.” He put the double-bladed staff together then away. Zander offered him a hand up.  “You better than this.”

“So once again I’m not good enough….” It was a comment more to himself as he was falling back to his thoughts. He ignored his brother’s hand and got up. “Sorry…”

“Sol we can stop if-”

“No!” He cut the other off

Zander sighed. “Fine, hands up.” He gave him a moment to get in his stance then they moved to simple hand to hand combat.

Solstice was still distracted but without his anger, he was doing better to block and defend and even got a couple of hits in himself although it was just muscle memory at this point so when Zander changed it up he got hit and was sent reeling. “Damn it to hell… This is pointless. I wanted a distraction but fighting you is just clouding my head with more memories! I Just Want To Forget It All!” His legs gave out on him and he fell to his knees. “Please I’m just want to forget it all…Or at least not sent reeling at a simple touch….”

Zander frowned and bent down across from him. “Ηλιοστάσιο…..Talk to me, please.”

Solstice looked at him, unshed tears filling his eyes. “You wouldn’t understand, Ζανντερ.”

“Then make me understand...I’m so tired of fighting you, Sol, so talk to me and make me understand…”

“I don’t even know where to start…”

“The beginning, Tell me what happened from your point of view.”

Solstice stared at him for a long moment before finally nodding and starting from the kidnapping on he told his brother everything that happened at that lab, his escape attempt, the kids, the torture and pain….everything. He even went into details that he never shared with anyone and talked about the last time he was taken before they left for the month.

Zander was silent listening to all of it and taking it in, he knew a lot of the technical details but to hear the emotions and pain in his little brother’s voice along with the tears that had finally broken through, It broke his heart. “I’m so sorry you had to go through all that….Sol, I really wish it was me over you or that I at least managed to get to you faster….”

Solstice shook his head. “It’s not your fault…”

“It’s not yours either.” He assured. He wanted to be able to comfort him but he knew better than to touch him especially right now.

“It feels like it is….It was even brought to my attention that is I hadn’t stopped my escape attempt that I could have gotten help and saved the kids months of torture and experimentation….That by stopping and letting then catch me that I made it worse for them…” His voice cracked and fresh tears fell.

Zander took a chance at that and moved to sit next to him and extended his wing to curve around Solstice without touching him. “Solstice, listen to me now, You did the right thing by staying. If you left you know that by the time you got the help they would have moved and those kids could still be in trouble or worse. And by staying I’m sure you gave them all something they dearly needed to survive.”

“And what is that?.....”

“Hope, protection, someone to look up to. Solstice you have always had one of the biggest hearts.”

Solstice suddenly snorted. “Sorry, to break up a tender moment but you sound like a motivational poster, but please go on and tell me what you admire about me.”

He rolled his eyes but cracked a smile. “Nah, don’t want to inflate your ego too much, Pride is often a dragon’s biggest downfall.”

Solstice laughed under his breath and bumped his shoulder. “And here I thought it was greed… Or wrath...”

Zander shrugged. “Two significant others and we saw the wrath earlier so you have them covered.”

“Gee thanks.” He smiled but it faded and he laid his head on his brother’s shoulder. “Really though, thank you… I’ve put you through hell over the years but you were still here to listen when I needed you…”

Zander brought his wing to actually wrap around his little brother. “I’m sorry too, I haven’t helped the situation any.” He sighed softly. “This doesn’t fix everything, you know that right?”

“Yeah, I know….but it is a start.” He pulled away. And got up to pull on Tomi’s jacket again. “Maybe we should spar more often though, It’s something…”

Zander nodded. “Yeah, sure thing. Now let’s head back before people get worried.”

Solstice scrolled through his phone. “Too late for that...and the new bruises won’t help with that…Crap.”

Zander laughed softly “Sorry.” He then shifted to full dragon form waiting for the other to climb on then took off heading home.

#Magic behind the story #solstice #Zander

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Nova's Regret

This was all her fault… if she had just kept her mother shut for once... if she had just not taken it so personal… maybe none of this would have happened.

Her parents had knocked her down to the bottom of the league, telling her that she needed to learn it from the ground up then maybe she would learn to respect and talk to her team. At one point the question of when her goal was to come up and honestly that lead to more of a fight with her already overly stressed mother then it should have, well more so her screaming at her. “Why should I have a clear goal as a villain if you didn’t have to?! You just followed dad around like a lovesick puppy! Just Like Avon Is Doing Now!” The words came flowing out even going so far as to accuse her of not believing in or even loving her. That was when her mother walked away as she kept screaming.

There was more to it but she wanted to shut down the memory. Right now she just wanted her parents, she wanted to take back everything… she wanted to apologize but it was too late…. Soon after that her father sat her down and laid into her about the way she was treating her mother and when she tried to tell him her point of her mother’s useless request he shut her down. He explained to her that Layla came looking for the league before she knew he was the leader which lead him having to reveal why and tell her about Layla, Keigo, and Tia’s past with the hero commission. When she went quiet he thought she had finally got it but he was wrong, his daughter just got pissed about how they didn’t trust her and kept secrets. She just wanted to prove herself capable so she ran, falling with people that just wanted to use her for who she was and could do. Just for pure chaos and by the time she figured that out and tried to leave she couldn’t. She cried for help until she was horse just wanting to go home but no one ever came. It was then that her aunt’s words and warnings about losing everything ran through her thoughts on repeat. She had been right after all.

Then they did show up... her parents, the league, even her brothers who she thought abandoned her first but now they were here. While her brothers worked to free her the adults fought, making short work of the petty little gang, or so they thought. They missed one who was smart enough to play dead but that one and his gun were all was needed. Originally his aim was Nova but somehow Layla noticed and moved to stop him only to take the bullets herself. It was the loudest sound in the world followed by silence and the world slowing down around her. The blast of light from her and Avon’s combined quirks barely registered nor did the darkness that swallowed them as they were brought home through the portal. It was only then that her brain started to process what was going on and sound came rushing back. Crying, sobs, even the sound of things breaking but the one sound that broke her was the begging….Her father, whom she never thought of as capable of such things, was begging and pleading for her not to be gone and to come back to him all while cradling her mother’s small frame in his arms, knowing deep in his heart it was too late. This was all her fault…

#Magic behind the story #Layla Takami #Nova Takami #shigaraki tomura #mha #mha oc

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One day to change everything

As the top Villain group in Japan, it wasn’t uncommon for a rival group to try to rise and take the title. As usual, that was stopped fairly quickly with only one hiccup, Shigaraki had gone missing in the fray after going after the supposed leader.

Layla sighed as she moved to look for him, freezing when she heard crying and moved towards the sound. The scene she found struck a deep chord within her very core, a pile of dust in front of a very scared young child leading her to believe that the other had used his quirk as a last-ditch effort to stop Tomura’s. His scarlet eyes widened when he saw her standing there. “It was an accident….He came at me… I-I didn’t mean too…” Layla shook out of her shock and moved to kneel down in front of him, frowning when he tried to back up, “It’s okay...accidents happen...I’m not going to hurt you, I promise.” “Oh... okay….” He relaxed but only slightly and allowed her to come closer. “What name do you go by, dear?” She asked softly, she didn’t want to just assume and freak him out more. “Tenko...No Wait master changed it to Tomura Shigaraki….” Her heart dropped hearing him mention All For One as it meant he remembered him in part. “Well, which one would you prefer to be called?” He looked down at his hands, remembering what he did to his family, “Tomura I guess…” “Okay if you are sure…” She gave him a reassuring smile. “Well how about I take you home and get you fed while I make some calls about finding-” “About finding master?” He interrupted. “Yeah, something like that…” She sighed but nodded. She stood up and offered him her hand but he shied away from it. “You won’t hurt me Tomura, I promise.” He looked up at her, He was sure she was just being hopeful but she sounded so sure of herself so he moved to take her hand. He expected to watch her decay before his eyes but nothing happened and that brought forth a smile on his face. “I told you that you wouldn’t hurt me.” “Wow, You are just like my best friend. She was immune to my quirk too” He got very excited at this discovery. “You actually remind me of her.” Layla’s heart jumped to her throat at his words. “Do I really?” She asked as she decided that flying would be better so she picked the boy up and took off into the sky. “Yeah, her wings are a lot fluffier though and she has this really cool quirk that lets her control light and heal people.” He answered her. He frowned when she picked him up but Tomura’s eyes widened as they took off. “Woah… this is so cool!” She laughed softly at his complements and his excitement. She took him higher to let him enjoy it and to avoid any onlookers. She was taking him back to the hideout, knowing that most of the league would be scattered now including Dabi and Kai who would have Anako and Rikku at their home away from the base. “I’m glad you seem to enjoy it so much, Tomura. And your friend sounds really nice.” “She is the best! I miss her but mater said that if work really hard I will be able to see her again.” He was still so excited that he missed the falter in the ex hero’s smile. ‘I guess he was right about that…’ She thought as they neared the base. They landed near the entrance and she put him down. “Now when we get inside I need you to be on your best behavior, okay? There as two other kids that can be a little shy.” “Okay, Miss….” He trailed off now realizing he never got her name. “Takami.” She smiled softly and lead him inside. He blinked hearing her name but he got distracted when he followed her inside, looking around the base. “You live here?” She nodded to him. “Yeah, we have a whole little family that lives here although most of them will be out until tomorrow I think.” She looked from the boy when two other kids came running over. “Mom you’re home!” The boy exclaimed “Oh who is this?” He asked tipping his head to look at the back-haired child with his mother. “Yes, I hope you weren’t too much trouble for Steve.” She spoke looking to the twins. She sighed softly She was a little hesitant to introduce him but soon chose to given that they rarely heard their father referred to by first name. “This is Tomura, He is going to be staying with us for a little while.” She then looked down at him. “Tomura, this is my son Avon and my daughter Nova.” The girl waved slowly “Hello….”

Layla smiled faintly but she noticed the demon in question out of the corner of her eye. “How about you two go show him around I need to speak with Steve for a moment.” Avon grinned “Okay! Do you like games? We have a lot of them! Come on I’ll show you.” He didn’t even think about it when he grabbed Tomura’s hand and drug him away excitedly. “Was that Shigaraki?” It was the first question out of the demon’s mouth as he moved over to Layla. “Yes, yes it was.” Layla sighed. “If you don’t need to rush off to Kai I’ll fill you in while I’m working on dinner.” “If you need help I’m more then happy to help, Layla.” He offered. He would never come out and say it but he knew there was a reason why she stayed out of the kitchen most of the time. “That would be great, thank you.” She then led him into the kitchen where she filled him in on what was going on. ------------------------------------- Back with the kids, Tomura was surprised to find that Avon was right about them having a lot of games. They picked one and started playing and after a few rounds, he started to get the hang of it. They played for a while and even shy Nova came out of her shell, finding Tomura’s presence oddly comforting. They only stopped long enough to eat dinner and it brought a real smile to Layla’s face to hear them all talking and having fun together. They all sounded like they were having so much fun so when they asked to go play again after eating course she let them. When she went to check on them though she barely got to the door before she caught on that they had gotten on the subject of family. “Yeah, Mom is great and so are all our aunts and uncles!” Avon answered happily. “Okay, what about your dad?” The black-haired boy asked. His scarlet eyes moved from the boy to the girl, who met his gaze with eyes he would have sworn matched his own. Nova sighed and looked down. “I don’t think dad likes us very much…He doesn’t really talk or spend time with us unless he has too...Mom says it is because he doesn’t want to hurt us like his father did him but I think she is just trying to cover for him….” Layla had to walk away after that so she could fight the ache in her heart so she told herself that her and Tomura would have to have a serious conversation once he was back to normal, this was something that would have to change.

It was an hour later when she went to check on them again, this time the scene was very different. They had made a blanket fort and all three of them had fallen asleep inside. She smiled and took a picture of the three sleeping soundly before letting them be. ----------------------------------------------------------------- When morning came Tomura was back to his normal self with yesterday’s event playing in his head like a foggy dream. The more woke up he got the more he started to take notice of the two weights sleeping soundly at his sides, using his shoulder and chest as pillows. He looked down at the twins in his arms, panic striking first that he would cause harm to them but then fading when the memories of last night came back where it seemed they inherited their mother’s immunity to his quirk. He started to relax after that, their rhythmic breathing almost lulling him back to sleep except the sound of a phone camera going off woke him again. “What are you doing, Player 2?” “I need something to prove that this moment happened next time the kids ask if you love them.” Layla answered, her words coming off a little sharper then she meant them to. “Why would they question…..Oh...” Nova’s comments from the previous night came back to him. “I do though, I would go to the ends of the earth for them I just didn’t want to hurt them.” “I know,” She sighed. “But by holding back you are hurting them emotionally. You get that right?” Tomura nodded slowly. “I am starting to.” “Good…” Layla smiled faintly. “I’ll leave you three be then…” “There is room next to Nova, you should stay for a little bit.” He suggested. “Please, player 2.” Her smile grew but she nodded. “If that is what you want, player 1” She then moved, very carefully as to not wake the kids, to the open spot and laid down there. Tomura actually smiled once she had settled in her spot before looking back to the kids again. Memories were growing clearer and a few things stuck out, he had a lot of work to do to repair his relationship with his son and daughter but the other thing was something he should have done years ago now. He spoke softly but enough for her to hear. “Layla Takami….Player 2, Valkyrie, Fallen Angel, My best friend, Mother of my children, One of my most trusted, Soul mate, The better part of me…...Yeah, Layla Takami just doesn’t fit that list…” Layla had been enjoying the silence and was half asleep when he started the list. “Oh? and what do you suggest?” “Upgrading your name.” He spoke like it was a clear answer. “I think Layla Shimura would fit a lot better. I would say Shigaraki but I know how much you destain All For One so that would be a no beside With your name with it Shimura actually sounds right again.” Layla’s gemstone green eyes widened and her wings fluffed as she heard his answer. “Upgrading my name to Layla Shimura…..” “Do you not like that idea?...” He frowned not able to gauge her reaction and actually worried he did something wrong. “No, I love that idea. It was just such a you way to ask and that makes it all the better.” She smiled at him. “Now I really want to kiss you but your daughter is between us so-” “I’ll move!” Nova sprung up, she had woken up when her mother had joined them but she had done well to hide it until now. She barely gave her parents time to react before she had moved actually pushed her father over to her mother and surprisingly not waking her brother in the process. “I guess we have our daughter’s approval.” Layla laughed softly. “It seems that we do.” He smiled before leaning in and kissing her gently She kissed him back just as gently, moving her hand to his cheek as she leaned into him. But soon enough she broke the kiss but her smile stayed. “I love you, player 1” “I love you too, player 2.”

#Magic behind the story #Layla Takami #shigaraki tomura #Avon Takami #Nova Takami #mha #mha oc