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ezramatis · 8 months

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1. Watch over my corpse as it feeds the weeds and the mushrooms

Us vs The Universe chp. 1

Length: 3,6k words

Category: The Family Jewels

Warnings: References of harsh childhood, violence, references of death

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Lady Death is one merciful entity amidst the cruel creatures of the universe. Her face is said to look as one's sense of security, would it be a mother's traits or a lover's smile. She is said to share one last dinner with the deceased before slowly drifting them away to the afterlife. By the end of the dinner, the soul becomes fully separated from their previous life.

- Journey to the Afterlife, a novel by Ramon Jefferson, 2034

Of course I know about Lady Death. The tall and mighty Death with her wide hat and her pathetic little mortal husband. Her tale is the first I was taught of. She doesn't scare me though. I met her, I think she's pretty nice.

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The day before

Mika was watching from the bleachers, hands buried deep in his spring coat pockets and brown cheeks slowly turning soft pink. His eyes followed Lelia as she strayed from the metal structure to the start of the obstacle course, tying her dark braids up in a high ponytail. Even after two years of knowing her, Mika had yet to understand how she could be in shorts and a tank top in mid-November and still be able to beat everyone in the training grounds, be they watchers like him or actually here to train.

"I'm gonna rip you apart, MacNamara," the boy next to her said as they both fell into position. "We'll see," she simply replied with a shrug, her brown eyes still focused on the bell on the other side of the obstacle course.

The shot was fired and they're already running.

Over a beam, under another, up a rope grid and down on the semi-frozen soil, then over a pit and under a beam again. The boy is slightly further in front of Lelia, but unlike him, Mika knows not to underestimate Lelia. She may seem like she only got in here because her parents are high ranked in the army, but anyone who's looked at her go for more than two minutes would know she's here by sheer strength.

Mika finds it sad sometimes. She could've done so much better than the Sweeping Team, who only takes on low-class monsters and most importantly does not get credit, if it wasn't for a certain someone. Certain someone currently sitting in silence right besides Mika, music blasting from her headphones straight into his ears and guitar case he knew did not contain any instrument slung over her shoulder.

Lelia and the other boy are closer to the end than the start now, and he is still in front of her. But his steps become heavier and slower by the second as the frost starts clinging to his legs, and Mika practically knows for a fact that Lelia is smirking while she goes past the boy and rings the bell announcing the end and her victory. "He'll survive, he just won't be walking for a couple days. A week at most," Mika remembers hearing from his friend the first time she did that trick in front of him.

Lelia jogs from the end of the obstacle course to the bleachers where Mika and her girlfriend are sitting at, girlfriend who removed her headphones and is already heading down the stairs to meet her.

Mika didn't know much about Marianne Lefebvre - he still didn't know how he was supposed to pronounce her last name -, only that before ending up in St-Michels, she was a country girl in the outskirts of the Upper-East-N-A, and that she was the daughter of a weapon tycoon affiliated with the army. That, and her kill count was higher than anyone else in this hellscape of a military school. Of course, he knew her favorite dessert (dark chocolate chip cookies, surprisingly - he thought it would be chocolate pudding), her favorite color (dark red), that she very much did listen to Girl in Red and the name of her pets (two three years old enormous dogs named Laura and Salami she won't shut up about at any chance she gets), but not a whole lot about her life before St-Michels, so past the last three years. Still, he sort of understands her, as anything before military school he himself would've rather forget.

Because even then, in all its very conservative values, its stupidly strict rules and it's tendency to exploit teenagers under the excuse of military training, St-Michels was still leagues better than the monsters outside of it.

Mika doesn't exactly remember why exactly he was here. He vaguely recalls a beef some guy had with Lelia about a mission, but it stopped there. And since the girls were already leaving the training grounds and he had nothing to do here in the first place, he left the cold of November in Savilere for the warmth of his dorm room. The cookie dough he made earlier in lunch time must be ready to be put in the oven by now anyways, as it was was already late in the afternoon.

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Even after all those years, after all this practice and experience, Mika was still very much not an expert. Well, maybe he was, but being one doesn't bring to zero the risk or burns if your oven mittens are too small and your cookie plaque is far in the oven. The risk is low, but never zero.

Cold water runs over his left hand, dragging a sigh of relief out of his mouth. As a small area became redder and redder with every moment, he noticed it ran almost exactly between one of the pale vitiligo spots under his knuckles and his natural brown skin, which if you ignore the pain was actually pretty funny. He shook his hand to get rid of the water and put three of the red velvet cookies on a small plate, and before leaving the kitchen, stopped in front of a small mirror on the wall. His eyes drifted to his cheeks, "big like a child's" they said. He bit his lip, moved his front reddish-brown curls in front of his face and promptly left.

And in front of him, sitting on the floor against Mika's bed, guitar in their hands and small flowers in their hair, there they were. His best friend, neighbor and crush of two years,

Asher Vaillancourt.

But behind the very aesthetic scenery of them toying with the strings of the sticker-covered guitar and the plants slowly dancing to the lazy notes with the last rays of sunlight peaking through the curtains, Mika was far from fooled. Asher's dirty blonde hair was slightly disheveled, their usually neatly ironed shirt was wrinkled from top to bottom and an empty box of takeout was lying on the floor beside them. Mika tried not to wince at it, and failed. They raised their head at the sound of Mika's footsteps and dark bags underlined their deep green eyes. Which usually meant that they spent all night writing.

Their eyes lit up at the sight of the cookies on the plate and immediately started using their favorite manipulation technique...

Flattering.

"Mikael Ray Garcia, my beloved best friend whom I cherish more than anything in this life, did you know I wrote you a poem yesterday night?"

Mika sighed, not without a smile. And a slight blush on his cheeks with his best friend's words. It was their gift after all, why wouldn't they use it?

When Mika first met Asher, he didn't get why they could get away with everything they did that definitely were against the school's code. Now he understands, oh lord he understands.

"Yeah yeah chill, i was going to give you some, no need to pull out your charms. You get two."

He sat on a pillow right under the window of his dorm room and slid the ceramic plate over to Asher. Mika made the cookies specifically for them, but he would never admit that out loud. Plus, he made desserts for everyone all the time, so it's just normal to give some to Asher too, right? Their shining eyes and praise have nothing to do with that, absolutely not. They don't, Mika tries to convince himself sometimes. It mostly doesn't work.

After plucking the plate clean of any cookie crumbs and washing their hands to not deal with the grease, Asher started picking at the strings of the guitar again, small sounds resonating against the walls. Mika closed his eyes, content to just listen to the bits of a melody he didn't recognize. "So, what did you write for me, mx. the poet?" he asks, eyelids still closed shut.

"Esti" they mumble. "So, uh, about that, eh, it's... not done. But I did find a good poem last night during my researchs!"

Mika contains a sigh.

"Go on, do that one then. I'm all ears."

Asher runs through the pages of their notebook and clears their throat.

"Self-loathing and Consciousness walk into a bar..."

It goes on for a couple minutes, where Mika tries to focus on the melody rather than the lyrics. He tries, he truly does. He holds the tears behind his eyelids when the verses become a little too familiar. Too relatable. He never talked about this to anyone, much less to his best friend, so how? They- they couldn't have known. The only option he sees is that it wasn't on purpose. He could still brush it off with 'it was sad' when Asher inevitably asks if he's okay.

Because 'it's sad' is leagues better than 'i relate to this more than anyone should'.

He remembers the relief of when his mother took him and left for Middle-N-A. It didn't feel real, like a dream that would disappear as soon as he tried to fully grasp it. "We don't have that much money." He knew that. "You're gonna have to go to a military school and enroll in a monster-extermination squad." He knew that too. But as much as he loved Lower-N-A - what used to be Mexico, he read that in a book - , the the North-American center was way safer for his mother.

From both the monsters and his father.

"... pretend you didn't. Take. A. Shot."

The melody stopped, dragging Mika out of his thoughts. Asher was looking at him rather than their scribble-filled notebook, and he had to say something.

"It was good, very sad but the music went well with it. I- I don't really know what to add to that, you're the poetry expert not me," he answered before taking a bite out of the cookie he kept for himself. It was supposed to be good, the white chocolate chips were meant to melt in his mouth and the softness of the dough should've comforted him, but it felt bitter and heavy and he wanted to spit it all out. He harshly swallowed the chunk of the red cookie and put the rest back down on the ceramic plate lying on the floor.

"Eh, I found it after what, a few hours?" they replied with a shrug. "Took me a little while. Wanna know where I found it?"

"Sure"

"If I tell you, you won't believe me."

Mika deadpanned.

"Just tell me already, idiot."

"Okay, okay, fine." Asher smiled and brought their right hand - to one that they couldn't play with as it was mostly made of metal - to cup their mouth, as if telling a secret and wispered: "It was in a fanfiction."

'Flabbergasted' was a weak attempt at describing how Mika felt. A complete file of most of his childhood trauma laid out in front of him, and it's from a fanfiction?

"Told you you wouldn't believe me! It came out like 25 years ago anyways, I didn't even have context for the characters interacting in the chapter I found it."

They kept talking about everything and nothing for a few hours, mostly Asher ranting about poetry and Mika just listening until they finally thought going to sleep was a good idea.

Or more accurately until the alarm in Mika's room started blaring, urging him to run straight into Lady Death's open arms.

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A few hours before

He let himself crash in the subway car seat, his black motorcycle coat clashing against the bright orange color of the scratched cushions. He buried his right hand in the deep pocket and wiped his still half asleep eyes under his glasses with the other. It was in these moments he was reminded that he was not nearly paid enough to do this. The screen over the sliding doors of the cabin said 00:19, which was way too late to send a bunch of high schoolers on a mission on a school night.

Mika took out the gun out of its holster on the interior of his coat and looked at it longingly. It was modified by Mari's mother's company specifically for low-level monster-hunting, which was the Sweeping Team's main and only job. It had a viser and the interior of it constantly had a mix of Angelcap mushroom and Anglosorus saliva, two things easy to harvest and deadly to most Eldritchs coating the bullets inside. He wasn't that good with it at first, but he figured it out.

He had to.

His eyes strayed from the weapon to the four other people in the military cabin. Mari was sitting on his left, her guitar case over her knees, fast and clever hands assembling her rifle in record time. The team's distance shooter. Lelia was watching her, her head resting on Mari's left shoulder and braids falling over Mari's arm. It didn't seem to bother her. The team's gift user, able to manipulate ice and temperatures. She wasn't the only member of the team with a gift, of course, but offensively, it was the most effective of the bunch.

Asher was sitting across the way from him, their foot lightly tapping the floor to the rhythm of their earbuds. Their orange backpack he knew was full of medical supplies was sitting right beside them on the subway seat, so full it was barely staying completely closed. The team's medic.

And lastly, the last member of the Sweeping Team N°29, Felix.

Felix was surprisingly fairly normal, if you put aside his pyromaniac tendencies. He was the team's artificer, whose sole job was to throw bombs at the targets to either stun them and create an opening or just straight up blow their heads off. He was pretty much cut for the job, so Mika wasn't really surprised when he got the spot. He was the team's wild card, or as Mari usually said, loose canon. Noticeable with split platinum and brown hair and more piercings than Mika could count, Felix was the least predictable person he ever knew in his surprisingly short life.

Mika sort of liked the subway, and he never in a million year would've said that if he took the actual subway instead of the emergency military cabin that ran right beside it. Unlike the actual, dirty and loud subway filled with depressed people, this one was relatively clean, silent and filled with depressed teenagers.

The cabin suddenly stopped, meaning they arrived to the spot where the source of the chaos was. 'Two Third-Class phoenixes. Fire to kill.' the message board said. Those where relatively rare Eldritches, usually staying on their island somewhere in the Atlantic. The doors opened, and Mika exited the cabin. As the blinding lights of the city lit up the dark street and the two tall fiery birds danced above the ground, everything seemed to slow down. One of them shot something towards him, and Lelia was the first to react and shot fast instructions, as a good leader should.

"Avoid the tails, they can shoot deadly projectiles! Mika, main body! Felix, go for the wings and head! Mari, wings to incapacitate! Asher, stay alert! If possible, do not harm the egg!"

That's when Mika noticed it. One of them was holding onto an egg, meaning it was a male, and the other didn't, which meant it was a female. He raised his gun, but didn't avoid the projectile shot towards him in time. It scraped his left hip, burning like hot metal. A tear was fuming from the burnt-brown edges in his black motorcycle coat. He hissed, shivered and raised his gun again. The fire and overwhelming heat made his vision waver, but the bullet found a home in the monster's lower belly, right beside the orange-spotted yellow egg. He took a deep breath which didn't make him feel better at all and raised his shaking right arm. It was something that, despite everything, he knew he would do for the rest of his life. Ignore the pain, aim, fire. Recharge, and repeat. It's the only way when you've sunk low enough with no rope to climb back up. He squinted at the visor, his non-valid right eye actually being helpful for once. Although the myopia in his left eye was still terrible from the beginning, the glasses were at least helping a little bit.

A bomb exploded on the bird's right wing, forcing it to reach for the ground. Felix's doing. Mika took the opportunity to fire another shot at its main body, and another at it's fire sack. He remembered that from one of Mari's many rants on Eldritch biology, one of her main classes beside math. 'Did you know that a phoenix's fire sack, located at the base of it's neck, is what makes them able to regenerate via their flames? It's also one of their weakest points.' He didn't always listen to her a hundred percent, he couldn't focus very long on something he didn't find that interesting, but he still tried to store at least some of that info for later.

And now they come in handy.

He aimed at the panicked bird's neck and fired.

It wasn't a clean shot, as the phoenix was desperately trying to get back in the air, but the bullet made a tear in the fire sack and exploded it with force. Mika fired one last time, right in the eye. The bird stopped wiggling, and fell dead on the asphalt. It was over.

Mika approached it and felt an even worse pain and heat in his chest than before. His whole body was like on fire, probably because flames were devouring his coat and his back.

Oh yeah.

The other one.

He wanted to lay down on the ground. The others were dealing with the phoenix that was left, so it was fine right? He felt his forces drain from his very being, and the darkness of unconsciousness veiled over his eyes and spirit. His body hit the hard road, but it felt more comfortable than anything he ever knew.

Last thing his brain registered was a stare of horror on Mari's slightly blurry face and a scream of his name that vaguely resembled Asher's voice.

***

Asher's blue tea set made of heavy metal, a strong smell of peppermint emanating from it. A plate full of chocolate chip cookies and a lava cake in a glass cup covered in raspberries and whipped cream. A three-level dessert trey filled to the brim with small round brownies and blue, purple and green macarons. Mika has been sitting here for about twenty minutes - or thirty? - , memories slowly flooding his mind. The ones from the last day he spent alive have just came back to him, and when he raised his head after all those visions of his previous life, the desserts replaced his finished plate and the spiced fish that remained untouched by his host in front of him. His favorite meal, followed by his favorite desserts. He finally decided to look up his host in the eyes rather than distantly staring at her joint hands half-covered in dark lace resting on her side of the table.

Under the big hat and through the black veil, she vaguely resembled Regina Garcia. Similar traits, and her dark eyes had hints of his mother's amber brown eyes. Light vitiligo spots ran in the visible part of the woman's chest, right over her dark dress' collar.

But it wasn't his mother.

His mother was thinner that the woman, first of all. The woman was very big, while the one who birthed him and took care of him was only chubby at best. The woman had long and wavy silver hair with hints of purple lighting, and his mother had short, curly brown hair. Also, his mother did not stay still, unmoving without showing a sign of life for twenty minutes.

Mika stared into her deep eyes for a few seconds before a slight frown replaced her calm air and she tilted her head. For the first time since he arrived, she spoke. It was nothing like his mother, which was rather uncanny as she had her traits.

"Why- What's happening?" she murmured confusedly. She seemed taken aback by something Mika did not see. He felt it though. Like a string pulling him backwards, away from the woman and the metallic outside table. Away from the desserts and the tea cups.

She reached a laced hand towards him, but she and the table were already pulled so far from him. Or maybe he was retracting from this space in between time and space, half-way between life and death.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, the cloud-filled grey sky was the one to greet him. That, and Mari's looming face a good three feet above him, long platinum hair reaching out towards him.

"Welcome back."

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liviavanrouge · 4 months

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Main Oc

Livia Garcia Vanrouge Age: 16 Gender: Female

Voice actor: Kana Hawazawa Introduction Quote: "Be careful, don't get too close unless you wanna get pricked by my thorns."

Star sign: Libra Birthday: September 29th Homeland: Valley of Thorns

Dorm: Diasomnia School year: Freshman Occupation: Student Club: Horse back riding club Best subject: Animal Language

Fun facts- Dominant hand: Left Favorite food: Lemon tarts, Fruit Least favorite food: Lilia's cooking Dislikes: Creeps Hobbies: Fashion designing Talents: Horse racing

Ancestor: Queen Virda, Lumion Grandfather: Scone Vanrouge, Spencer, Mandrake, Tarza Grandmother: Mary Vanrouge, Honey Mother: Thea Vanrouge Father: Lilia Vanrouge Stepfather: Ambert Uncle(s): Cobra, Wolfsbane, Duke, Benjamin, Lilac Vanrouge, Jalor, Larkson Vanrouge, Jun Vanrouge Auntie(s): River, Springlily, Dew Vanrouge, Harla Vanrouge Auntie in law: Duchess, Sierra, Vinaya Uncle in law: Henry

Half older brother(s): Dylan/Andro, Felix Half twin sister: Ella Half Brother(s): Crimson, Cap, Juniper Half Sister(s): Arianna, Ozzie, Izzie, Tiki, Turtle, Lily Vanrouge, Natalie

Foster older brother(s): Ralph, Golden, Silver, Shadow, Kuro Younger sister(s): Meena Vanrouge, Jubilee Vanrouge, Willowbrook Vanrouge Adopted older sister(s): Silk, Lavender, Maria Adopted younger sister(s): Sacha, Moon, Tukla/Tuk, Helen Younger brother(s): Copper Vanrouge, Jasper Vanrouge, Wolf Vanrouge, Circuit Vanrouge, Iguana Vanrouge, Crowley Vanrouge, Dusk Vanrouge, Owl Vanrouge Adopted younger brother: Diaval, Tanwen, Ryoko, Zurden, Murdock, Darson

Cousin(s): Toroune, Rio, Maron, Marianna, Asher, Alan, Fidget, Vidya, Alan, Jabarri, Noalin, Barklin, Snake, unnamed cousins

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Personality: Livia is naturally cheerful and enjoys being around family members and friends. Others state that people are naturally drawn to her due to her cheerfulness and compassionate behavior. She's very naive and childish, leading to some accidents(Getting caught in the human stampede from chapter 2 after Ziro tells her about a candy stand), but she is resilient and smart when she's not scared silly or having been tricked from trusting someone too much. She does have s scary side despite acting like a toddler and has been commented on by others that she's perfected Lilia's signature glare. She loves her family dearly and is protective of them, especially of Silver who is her favorite sibling out of them all, preferring to take the fall rather than them.

She can be a bit loud mouthed and accidentally sassy, having gotten it from Malleus while she was growing up. When she's upset, she has a sharp tongue and will do what it takes to get back at the person who thought it was okay to turn her positive emotions into negative ones. Even as Ogre she remains the same but plays no games when it comes to throwing down with the overblot boys. She's determined and soft-hearted when it comes to her goals, believing that one can reach if if they do their best.

Appearance: Livia stands at 5'6 which is 167 cms in height. Her hair color is midnight black with purple underneath, fading into a light blue, along with a streak of the same color at the front of her hair, but she ended up cutting her hair to waist length hating how long it was, and since she tended to stumble over her own hair a few times(which made Lilia laugh). Livia's eyes are a pale blue which is a sign of rebirth. Her jaguar ears are a bright yellow the same with her tail, but her ears are slightly smaller due to her only being half jaguar.

Livia, during the Diasomnia Arc, gets a pair of horns that curls around her ears. Her wings turn from black to a slightly lighter grayish black color, and now she always has her wings out at all times since her curse no longer affected her. Her eyes change from blue to gold, but is able to change colors depending on her emotions.

Her dorm uniform is the same as everyone else's residing in Diasomnia. Livia wears purple eyeshadow, done by Lilia, when in the dorm. Her uniform consists of a black all-weather coat with neon green and silver accents, black combat suspenders and belts, jodhpur pants, a small garrison cap, black gloves, and heeled knee-high boots.

The all-weather coat has asymmetrically colored lapels, with one black and one neon green. Both lapels have silver straps and buttons on them. Two silver zippers go down the center of the coat, lined with neon green stripes. The coat reaches below the waist in length, and the sleeves are folded up to reveal a neon green underlining with silver trim. Sebek wears a white collared shirt and black tie underneath his coat.

Over the coat and above the waist is a set of black belts with silver buckles. The lowest belt hangs at an angle, and connects to several silver spools of thread on his left hip. Between the belt and spools is a silver ornament, shaped like a spinning wheel. On the other side of the belt is a holster for a magic pen. The black combat suspenders worn above the belts have silver buttons and a unique cuff around the right arm that resembles a dragon’s wing.

The jodhpur pants are black with neon green stripes going down the outer seams, and the knee-high boots are black with neon green soles. The garrison cap is black with neon green trim, and the sides fold up to resemble curved horns.

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Unique magic:

Emotion Weather(Formerly) Description: Livia is able to control the weather with her emotions(Happy means Sunny, Sad and crying causes rain, fury causes a thunderstorm, excitement causes a near drought, etc, etc), it activates if she chants a rhyme responding to her current emotion or current forced emotion ("Hail, Rain, Sunny, Storms respond to my sadness dear rain, bring a rain storm!"). It'll deactivate the moment she goes back to the emotion she's currently genuinely feeling.

Voodoo dolls(Currently) Description: Livias Unique Magic allows her to turn people and objects into voodoo dolls who become controlled by her and won't return to their normal forms unless she frees them so willingly. Her Unique Magic is revealed after she is revived by Meleanor and she returns to help the ramshackle group, Silver, Sebek, Idia and Ortho take on Malleus.

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Background: Livia's bio father is Lilia Vanrouge and Thea Vanrouge. She also has several adopted older siblings and many younger siblings adopted and biological. She was initially feared by the people of her home, being labeled as a demon child, but she never let it get to her because she always had her family and friends love/support. After some time she started to be called the Friendly Hybrid/The Draconia's beastie, being seen as a popular lady of her hometown.

She was relieved for her mothers food so she didn't have to eat her fathers, but was pleasantly surprised that NRC's food tasted much better than her mothers.

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Trivia:

-Livia is stated to be based off of Maleficents thorns but is also hinted to have a bit if Disney princess in her character

-Her childhood friend/pen pals are Kalim and Azul, being the one who brought them together as childhood friends before Azul meets Jade and Floyd

-According to Rollo, Livia eats lots and lots of fruit rarely ever eating meat revealing that she's mostly vegan

-According to Silver, Livia is bad at cutting her hair so he, Golden or their mother take over that job

-Livia knows kickboxing and is a master at it but she tends to be too childish to remember to use it or she uses taekwondo more due to knowing more moves

-Like Silver, Livia attracts animals of all sizes and species, and they tend to be her source of protection/comfort if others aren't around

-According to Crowley, Livia might be part of Twisted Wonderland due to her thorn control power

-Livia has deadly allergies to Honey Lemon Tea, the reason why is currently unknown

-Livia is by far the only character who gets included in almost all the events, getting many cards but is the hardest to summon

-Other students have commented that she makes Lilia's expressions perfectly and that she could be his kid or sibling

-According to Lilia, he gave Livia her name because he knew others would be envious of how cherished she was by her loved ones

-Livia has Light Fae blood inside of her thanks to her mother, Thea, cause her mothers father was a light Fae

-Livia is the first and only student to get her Unique Magic during an Event(Star Gazer)

-Rook is Livia's mentor, and taught her how to hunt better

-It's been stated by Malleus that Livia tends to overstep her boundaries due to the fact that he doted on her a lot, back at their home, so he invaded her space at times

-Lilia helped Livia trick Sebek Zigvolt cause he barely had any candy, which caused the loudest scream ever to come from poor Sebek

-Due to having Light Fae blood, Livia has emotion sensing powers

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callsignangelxx · 8 months

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“Beginnings”

Pre—Accident!Stephen Strange x Fem! Surgeon!OFC, Grey’s anatomy Crossover.

A/N: First of all I have a lot of Original Characters that I am adding to this Series, Which I will Explain the roles right now before moving along into the actual writing part!

Chief of General Surgery: Doctor Jack Wilson

General Surgery Attending: Doctor Liam Jones

General Surgery Resident: Doctor Lucas Miller

Chief of Thoracic Surgery: Doctor Charlotte Garcia.

Thoracic Surgery Attending: Henry Davis

Thoracic Surgery Resident: Camila Taylor

OBGYN/Neonatal Surgeon: Emily Perez

Fetal Surgeon: Evelyn Lopez

Pediatrician: Asher Lewis.

Neurosurgery Resident: Noah Sanchez.

Orthopedic Surgeon: Aria Adams

Hand Surgeon: Layla Rivera

Spine Surgeon: Ethan Carter

Trauma Surgeon: Hazel Evans

Pediatric Surgeon: Aurora Baker

Interns: Amy Nelson, David Torres, James Scott, Shelby Edwards, Willow Brooks.

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Chapter Two: Beginnings Of Tragic Incidents.

Chapter Summary: after Blake talked with Cristina about what’s been going on in Seattle with Meredith and Everyone else, her Interns do something unforgivable, something she can’t even Fathom forcing her to do something, maybe even tell her boyfriend.

CW//TW: Medial Terminology, Drama, Shouting, Surgery, Trauma, Cursing, Stephen getting mad at the interns, a Bunch of different OC’s, Blake and Christine are best friend, mentions of Derek shepherd’s Death, Trauma, Flashbacks, Cristina and Blake are like soulmates, injuries, mentions of Cutting an LVAD wire.

“So he totally is Like Meredith’s McDreamy, Huh?” Cristina said over the Phone call, Blake Hissed at her to shut up as she was in the Female Attendings Locker room, Pulling on her Dark Blue Scrubs. “Cristina!” She Whisper Shouted.

Cristina Snorted before ending the call, She Met Stephen Outside heading towards the Nurses Station to get and find there own Cases, like Any hospital Worked. “By the way where are your Stupid Interns?” He asked. Blake stopped, blinking her eyes noticing that none of her little Suck ups were around her, Malia Noticed the Doctor becoming Suspicious and Knew she had to tell on the Poor Interns.

"Doctor Shepherd, one of your Patients on the transplant list came back in after his heart was failing again despite the LVAD, They've been in his room for an hour now, I think his name was Daniel Cooper." Malia said, Blake had a bad feeling about all this, She nodded at Stephen and Malia to come with her. The Trio Scrambled to Cooper's Room, standing in shock when they saw what was happening. "What the hell.." Blake mumbled, her eyes widened in shock, seeing Amy Pumping his heart Manually as the LVAD Wire was cut with a Pair of Scissors next to it. "Amy, What the hell did you do?!" She Practically yelled, "and why are all you fools helping her?!"

Amy didn't respond continuing to Pump his heart, Blake looked at Stephen who shook his head, she nodded to Malia, "Malia take over Pumping his Heart, and Amy step away from the Patient." Malia Nodded and Tried to gently take the device away but Amy screamed no and said not to touch her, Blake Ignored Amy for now telling Malia to stay with her and to help Amy if she allowed her to, Blake turned to the three other Idiot doctors, "You three, In the hall. Now." She ordered.

Blake was angry, seething even. "What the hell were you three thinking, you could have killed that Patient." She said, Stephen was right next to her agreeing with her words, "Even worse, you could have endangered your careers and be sued for assaulting a Patient." Stephen added. David Tried to speak but Blake shushed him, "No, Not a word, you are not to speak, Not a single word, I don't wanna have to Testify against any of you fools." She said.

The Group was silent for a moment, “I assume you ran labs..” She said, Her eyes showing a Furious anger and Disappointment. They stayed Silent only fueling her Annoyance and anger, "Well?..." She demanded. James spoke, "you told us not to speak-"

"I know I did, Now did you run labs?!.." Blake said, tapping her foot impatiently, David Nodded, Blake sighed as she gave out orders, "Okay, Shelby Jack's been asking for you." She said giving her the order to go, before turning to the rest of the amazingly idiotic Interns, "David go get those labs and come right back, do not talk to anyone, go straight there and back."

Then She turned to James, "Now you, follow me and Stephen Right now."

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A Few Hours later and both Blake and Stephen were making sure Mr. Cooper was okay, She listened to his heart with her Stethoscope sighing at how weak it sounded. "Why Amy... Why would you do this?.." She said, Continuing to to Listen to his heart while Stephen did a quick Neuro Exam to ensure he was okay in the head, no concussion or any Brain Bleed whatsoever. "Because he needs that heart and I love him.. I love him so damn Much Doctor Shepherd.." The Intern Whispered, Blake shook her head sighing In Disappointment.

"Oh for God's sake, you fell in love with a Patient.." Blake sighed, exasperated, Stephen was really trying to hold back all his anger at the Interns. "Well his Brain is Okay, No signs of anything wrong with his brain." Stephen Said. David Came in with the Labs, "Labs are back, His State is becoming worse." Blake sighed Knowing exactly what that Meant. Amy Spoke now, "He'll get the heart right, He's gonna get the heart? He has to. You'll Sign the papers that he'll be put at the top of the list-" She was quickly Interrupted by Blake's cold tone.

"Those are the Kind of things I would tell a doctor, and right now you are not a doctor, you are a Visitor." She said, her eyes showing how furious she actually was. "What?.." Amy asked in complete and utter disbelief. "You will no longer be a doctor in this Hospital until I say Otherwise. Now Step away from Mr. Cooper and let Malia Take over." She Ordered.

Malia came over slowly taking it away from Amy as Blake Glared at her slightly, making the rest of the Interns Shrink underneath her Gaze.

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Blake told Stephen to carry on with the rest of his Surgeries while she went to talk to the Chief of the hospital about this certain Incident without exposing her Interns for doing this.

She asked the Chief about a Hypothetical Question with the exact same Situation, In which she explained that Mr. Cooper move to the top of the list and receive the heart Immediately but ordered that whoever did that was to be in her Office for Intense Consequences for endangering a Patients Life.

Blake nodded, "Of course, Ma'am."

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Which ended with the Interns getting yelled at by the chief and forced to not even go near a Surgical case unless they fessed up on who did it and to share one single Patient to give her what she needed.

Later on Blake was sitting at the Nurses Station, Checking on different Patient files and Images, as Stephen was Charting, "So, How bad was their Punishments?" Stephen asked with a Snide Smirk on his face. Blake sighed, Shaking her head. "The Chief said no more surgeries until they confess that Amy did it and they had to share one singular Patient." She snorted, Searching up another Patient file.

Malia was now delivering Labs due to Blake's Interns being Punished for their Stupid decisions, "Here you go Blake, Imaging is back for Ms. Collins." She said handing her the Tablet. Blake looked it over smiling to herself, "Oh.. I could use a little Great Neuro Case." She muttered. Stephen Looked up Suddenly Interested, Raising his eyebrow, "Oh no Mister, You have your own Solo Neuro Surgery in 30 Minutes, you need to get ready for that, I've got this one." She said, smirking to herself before teasing him. "Besides this woman has a nail in her head." She said, before rushing off.

Stephen Chuckled to himself, "Well Played, Doctor Shepherd."

#pre accident stephen strange #surgeon stephen strange #stephen strange x oc #grey's anatomy #anon ask #crossover #medical terminology #medicine #doctor stephen strange #surgery

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spaceotter42 · 1 year

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The Andi Mack cast and other Disney stars at Hollywood Halloween Horror Nights in 2018, two weekends.

The cast: Emily, Luke, Peyton, Josh, and Asher. Also, Josh’s friend Max, Ricky Garcia, Meg Donnelly, Jenna Ortega, and Landry Bender.

#Andi Mack #Emily Skinner #Luke Mullen #Peyton Elizabeth Lee #Joshua Rush #Asher Angel #Ricky Garcia #Meg Donnelly #Jenna Ortega #Landry Bender

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carmen-alamilla · 2 months

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[cis woman and she/her] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [CARMEN ALAMILLA]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [SALMA HAYEK]. You must be the [53] year old [OWNER OF TEJAS CANTINA]. Word is you’re [INDEPENDENT] but can also be a bit [ABRASIVE] and your favorite song is [SHE BANGS by RICKY MARTIN]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [SEABROOK QUARTER]. I’m sure you’ll love it!

@aurorabayaesthetic

BASICS

Full Name: Carmen Vanessa Alamilla Medina Nicknames: N/A Height: 5'2" Gender/Pronouns: cis woman | she & her Romantic/Sexual Orientation: heteroromantic | heterosexual Birth Date: August 18th, 1971 (53) Birth Place: Playa Azul, Michoacán, México Current Residence: Seabrook Quarter, Aurora Bay, CA, USA Occupation: Owner of Tejas Cantina Relationship Status: Single (Divorcee)

FAMILY

Father: Tejas Luis Alamilla Garcia, deceased Mother: Abril Concepción Medina Acosta, deceased Siblings: 3 full-blooded siblings, one half-brother (may as well be dead) Ex Husband: Christian McDowell (58, npc) Children: 2, ages 27 and 25 Nieces/Nephews: Valeria Ortiz, Bruno Ortiz, Asher Ortiz, Carmen & Lydia Ortiz, more tba

SHORT BIO

tw for cheating, alluding to age difference relationships

Carmen was born and raised in her native México, surrounded by her extended family. Life was rough growing up, as her father was away from home on a fishing boat for months at a time, whilst her mother worked for various tourism groups. But with all bad comes good, as she had no shortage of various aunts and uncles (with only some being of blood relation) to look to. It takes a village to raise a child, and nowhere seemed more true than her little village.

Her life changed drastically when her father died in a boating accident days before her 19th birthday. Their little family managed to limp along thanks to the help of family and friends, but their generosity would only extend so far. With what little money they had running out, Carmen's mother made the decision to leave their beloved México behind, hoping for a better life in America.

The family moved to Aurora Bay, where her mother worked as a maid for one of the families in Aurora Bay Drive. When Carmen turned 21, she was introduced to Christian McDowell. Though she spoke little English, and he spoke virtually no Spanish, the pair managed to hit it off. By the age of 23, Carmen and Christian had married, and she'd moved into his home in Fisher's Cove. The couple eventually had two children, and it seemed that life couldn't be any better.

The cracks in their happy home started forming the first time Carmen realized her husband had wandering eyes. With the rise in messaging sites, she found more than a few suspect chats bookmarked in the web browser. It felt as if Christian had wanted his wife to find them, was looking for a reason to leave. But, she elected to stay silent, to pretend it didn't happen. She justified it to herself, it was for the good of her children.

A mistake, in hindsight. Followed by more mistakes, when the messages turned to meet ups, turned to affairs. The older she got, the older their children got, the younger her husband's mistresses seemingly became. She looked for distractions, for hobbies and interests, turned a blind eye. She opened Tejas Cantina in 2014, named after her father. It became a success after a year of struggle, and at the age of 44, Carmen filed for divorce.

It was a shock to many, but it had also been a long time coming for her. The divorce process was long and messy, but when it was finalized, she moved all of her things to a quaint little home in Seabrook Quarter. She even went as far as legally changing her name back to her maiden name, and has stayed fiercely single since. She refuses to become caught up with another American man.

CONNECTIONS

POTENTIAL

Neighbors from Seabrook/Former neighbors from Fisher's Cove

Friends

Enemies

A longstanding crush she refuses to acknowledge is there

Her kids/siblings/nieces and nephews

CURRENT

✿ Living Migraine The One that Got Away: Did Axel and Carmen ever date? No. Will they ever date? Also no. Will they play-flirt with each other if Carmen isn't smacking his head for the dumb shit that comes out his mouth? Most definitely. | @axel-mathis ✿ Angry Chihuahua Son: You know that "GET YO FUCKING DOG, BITCH/it don't bite" vine? Yeah, that's Carmen about Aiden. Yes, he's a troublemaker, but you don't have all the facts, which are that he's a good kid and a damn good cook. | @aiden-stevens ✿ Needs Therapy Niece: Carmen had visited her half-brother as often as she could just to see his kids. She hasn't seen Valeria in years, so hopefully they can actually have the relationship that dipshit sperm donor denied them. | @thevaleriaxortiz ✿ Five Finger Nephew: The last time Carmen saw Asher, he was but a wee bab. Probably gonna teach that boy proper Spanish. No nephew of hers is gonna be denied half of his heritage. | @heyits-asher

#aurorabay.intro

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