#story chapter

[a-tale-never-told]

A Talentless Decision.

[Part 1]

....

*Natsumi looks up at the ceiling above, currently lying down on Hajime's bed, surrounded by all types of pictures from his youth, and a stuffed 4ft teddy bear on the left side of the pillow. She curiously looks at the teddy bear, and then proceeds to grab the teddy bear and inspect it closely *

I never thought Hinata would actually have something as weird and childish as a teddy bear. He seems like the last person to actually have something as weird as this shit!.

CREAK!

!?

*Suddenly, the door starts to slightly creak open. Natsumi, sensing immediate danger, starts to move back and puts her right hand into her pocket to retrieve something. However, once she starts to look at who's coming in, she starts to retrieve her hand out of her pocket and calms down, as a familiar face walks inside and shuts the door behind him...*

SLAM!

...

Tch! Took you long enough! What the hell took you so long?

What do you think I was doing? I was talking to my parents!. And can you please explain to me why you're lying down on my bed?

We-Well, it was comfy! Excuse me for actually trying to get some rest after you almost killed both of us!

How many times do I need to say it was an accident!? And it's not like your taxi driver was that good of a driver either!

Chaffuer, bitch! Get it right in your braindead head of yours or are you just bulit like that!

It's still the same thing! And at the very least, I'm not an utterly, annoying asshole that whines about the littlest of things!!

*takes out a pocket knife from her right pocket* SAY THAT AGAIN!! Say that comment again, motherfucker!! Say it again, and I'll shove this knife right down your fucking throat!! You want that, do you? DO YOU!?

!!

*Both of them stand completely still as if time has completely stopped. Natsumi is currently holding the knife a quarter inch away from Hajime's throat with a death glare towards him, nearly piercing his flesh!. Hajime is currently standing motionless, aside from the absolutely panicked expression on his face, unsure of what to do or say in this moment...*

... *puts the knife back in her pocket* Sorry, I just don't appreciate it when people say shit to me like that. It gets fucking annoying real quick.

Yo-You were holding the knife at MY THROAT!! What does that say about you then if you're so willing to casually threaten anyone who disagrees with you!? Are you insane!?

Look, I don't have time for this shit! It's late and I wanna go to bed, alright? And stop whining like a fucking baby! I wasn't actually going to kill you, ya know?

Well, that still doesn't excuse you for putting that knife at my throat!. What if that knife actually penetrated my lungs? What would've you done then, huh? What would your response be?

...

I understand that you might have felt threatened by my response, and I completely apologize for that! But that doesn't give you the excuse to vocally threaten people with a weapon when they openly disagree with you or your opinions! That's not how the world works! And you need to learn from this! A lot actually!

#mod talks #a tale never told #danganronpa #super danganronpa another 2 #dr2 #danganronpa 3 #dr3 #story chapter #twlight syndrome arc #hajime hinata #natsumi kuzuryu

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

Holding On for Dear Strife.

RAGH! GRAGH!

!!?

*SMASH!*

RAAWRR!

*WHAM!* *CRASH!*

GUGH!

*Nagito continues to fend off an onslaught of attacks from Matta! The masked monster slams onto the ground, then kicks the large debris towards him. Nagito obliterates the debris with a punch, but only in time to see Matta pounce at him and send him flying through another bark!

How incredibly disappointing...

RUUAGH!

*Nagito bursts up, rage in his grey and blue eyes. He lunges at his opponent, who bends over and laughs!

Hmhmhm...Come on then!

*SMAAASH!*

HEEE!

*POW!*

GUHUGH!

*When Nagito flies forward, Matta pounds the ground with both his fists! This causes a shockwave that turns up the ground and smashes into Nagito!

You claim that you’ve always seen yourself as worthless! But we both know you’re LYING to yourself!

*SHING!*

GRUGH!

*Nagito flips backwards as Matta brandishes a scimitar and nearly cuts him!

You were killing your family for YOUR DREAMS! You fought them relentlessly until your legs couldn’t hold you anymore!

*SHING! WHOOSH!*

RAGH!

*He dodges as Matta throws the sword.

You get a little taste of power, and you change! As soon as you realized there will be more than one Ultimate Hope out there in the world, you snapped. And the people you claim to love...PAID THE PRICE!

HRRAAGH! CHA CHA CHA HYAGH GAGH!

*Matta brandishes a variety of sharp weapons and flings them all at Nagito, who swiftly dodges and deflects them.

Hajime, Hiyoko and Teruteru’s deaths were a grave and terrible miscalculation! I never meant for any of them to die!

You decided to ally yourself with the world’s most dangerous terrorist organization, and you DIDN’T expect your friends to die or for places to be destroyed!?

*WHAM!*

URGH!

*SLAM!*

GUHUGH!

*KER-POW!* *SLAM!* *CRASH!*

GAHACK!

*Within fast, consecutive motions, Matta shoulder charges into Nagito, punches him in the gut then launches him into the air with his fists. He grabs his legs, slams him back down, throws him back into the air, then jumps and tackles him, sending them flying until they crash on top of a boulder. Matta, expressionless, grabs Nagito firmly by his neck and starts to choke him. The Ultimate Lucky Hope starts to gasp for breath.

So tell me why you believe these Ultimate’s you love oh-so much will even give you the time of day once you find them? You killed their family and destroyed their home! You’re a VILLAIN! Plain and simple!

GAAGHCK! AAAGH!

So tell me what I want...and the pain stops. What...do you...WANT...? What is your purpose!?

Why would I...gagh...tell that to someone who won’t show my his face!? What’s YOUR purpose, HAGH!?

Right now...my sole purpose...is KILLING YOU...

GRRRAAGGGH!

...!?

*SLAM!*

HAGH!

*WHAM!* *WHAM!* *WHAM!* *WHAM!* *WHAM!* *WHAM!*

*Nagito throws Matta off him, rolls over and pins him down, landing punch after punch on his metal face!

LEAVE!

*WHAAM!*

ME!

*WHAAAM!*

ALOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

*WHAAAAM!* *CRAAASSH!*

*Nagito punches Matta with such ferocity, the boulder underneath them splits!

*pant!* *pant!* *pant!* Aagh...

WOOP!

WAAGH!

*SLAM!*

HAAGH!

*KER-WHAM!*

YAAGGAAGH!

*CRUMBLE!* *CRUMBLE!* *CRASH!*

*Nagito struggles to catch his breath in the cloud of dust and sand that follows the destruction, but isn’t able to in time for Matta to grab him by the waste and suplex him skull-first into the ground! He then reels back and kicks Nagito, sending him tumble-weeding along the ground until he smashes through another tree.

Ugh...ngh...

Struck a nerve, did I!? Is it because...you know I’m right?

Everybody thinks the same thing you know...Even your precious Seiko...None of this - NONE OF THIS! - would have happened, if you hadn’t defected!

Krgh!

Everybody wants it...You serve zero purpose...You should just DIE...!

KRRAAAAAAAAAAGGH!

*WHOOOF* *WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMM!*

BRRLAAGH!

*Nagito grabs the trunk of the tree Matta threw him through and smashes the masked man with it like it’s a baseball bat! The impact sends Matta flying until he smashes straight into a cliff face!

Let’s see how YOU like it!? CHOO CHOO!

RRGH!

*CRASH!* *CRASH!* *CRASH!* *CRASH!* *CRASH!* *CRASH!* *BOOOOOOOOOOOM!*

*Nagito aimlessly and wildly charges straight into Matta and sends him crashing through several trees and rocks in the compound! Matta continues to elbow his spine to break free, but Nagito doesn’t relent until they collide with a small cliff-face!

It’s not up to me to tell you how to do your job, but for an enigmatic assassin, you sure TALK A LOT!

*SMACK!* *SLAM!*

HMPH!

*KER-POW!*

GUUUGH!

*Nagito punches Matta in the face a few times, only for the creature to move so fast, he practically teleports behind him, then hit him with such a fierce punch, he becomes lodged in the cliff!

FFFRUAAAAUUUGGH!!

...!

*WHAM!* *SLAM!* *CRAASH!*

GRRRRGH!RRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAGGGHH!!

*GRRUMBLRBLRBLRBLBRLBRLBLRBLBRLLBLRBBRLRBLRBLR!*

*Nagito bursts out of the cliff, slams into Matta and smashes his face against the tree! He smacks him in the face with his fist, splitting the trunk wide open! He grabs Matta by the face again, plants him on the ground and runs forward, dragging his opponent through the dirt, until he slams him back into the cliff! He then leaps up.

Ugh...Alright, that happened...

Nagito: HEY! MATTA!

Hm?

WATCH THIS! 

*SLAAAAAM!* *CRACK!* *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM!*

*Nagito, who leaps on top of the the cliff, stamps down on it so hard a large chunk of the face falls off at the top! It falls, and completely crushes and buries Matta underneath it!

Haaah...haaaaaah....gaaaagh...Crap...

.......*crumble* *RUMBLE!* CRUMBLE!* *RUMBLE!* *CRUMBLE!*

!!!!???

...I’m watching...

*Matta rises from underneath the avalanche and lifts the slab of cliff up above his head with one hand! He reels back and...!

*WHOOSH!* *KABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!*

!!!???

*ZIP!*

*POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *KER-POOOOOOOOOOWWW!*

!!!!???

*...throws it at Nagito, who is unable to dodge in time! Matta immediately follows up by casting out his grappling hook towards the airborne Ultimate Hope, and LAYS WASTE to him with a flurry if iron-fisted punches, finishing by knocking Nagito to the ground!

...Agh...aaaaah...

HMPH!

*WHAM!*

*Nagito’s vision goes hazy, and the ringing in his ears sounds louder than ever. But despite that, he still gets up, and once again squares down the horror in front of him, who tries to plant two fists into him before he catches him! The pressure around them rises and the ground begins to crack!

All I wanted was to simply do as I was tasked...AND for you to answer a question of mine, but NO! You HAD to get foolhardy with me! Dodging all my questions because you’re too afraid or can’t be bothered to answer!

Of course not! I’d rather just destroy you and be on my merry way!

It wonders me how you’re even able to see with your head so far up your rear! Have you seriously not realized it yet, Komaeda? You AREN’T wearing me down...I can’t feel ANY of this...!

WHA-!?

RRAAGH!

GUHGH!

*SLAM!*

*Matta spins around and throws Nagito across the ground again, kicking up tons of dirt and covering the Lucky Student in mud. Nagito scratches at the ground, dirt getting underneath his fingernails as Matta slowly draws towards him, brandishing his blade once again.

This fight was a foregone conclusion the moment it started. You can’t hurt a creature like me...You can’t even rely on Hope or tenacity of determination to keep going like the likes of Kuripa Kurafto can! You have NO OBJECTIVE of your own!

*COUGH!* Ngh...

*Matta condescendingly strides around Nagito and points his nose to the sky.

This fight is pointless...Your struggles are pointless...and your DEATH will be...POINTLESS! Hundreds of Ultimate Talents don’t save you from being a pathetic mess, who can only fall in line with that of what he narrow-mindedly believes the world wants...

I’m asking you, Nagito Komaeda...What...do YOU...WANT!?

...!

*Nagito suddenly feels a strange flash of emotion in the back of his mind...As Matta stares him down, he grasps at the ground beneath him, and while his body is on the verge of collapsing, he rises to his feet.

Why do I need...to justify my existence to you?

Hm...?

I’m alive...Even after everything I did, I’m alive, and I can still make it right! Whether or not I can doesn’t matter; I have a CHANCE!

What I WANT...is to make things right...but you know what?

I don’t NEED a purpose! I’ve made mistakes, many of which I will never be forgiven for, but that’s ok! There’s nobody I would rather be...than ME!

...!

So feel free to try and kill me here and now…But know…I will fight until my last breath...

Because I want to exist! Because I WANT TO EXIST!

...

Let’s finish this...GYALUSETSU!

Yes...You’re right...! HRRGGH!

COME ON!!!!

*WHOOOM!*

*Matta flies forward at an impossible speed, fist clenched and blade brandished, and Nagito stands there, preparing to take the hit and counter!

...

...Huh?

*The hit never comes however. Nagito, having shut his eyes to brace for the impact, opens them to see Matta’s fist right in front of his face, having stopped himself. Not only that, but his strength has depleted and his eyes have returned to normal color.

And that’s the end of that...Commendable, Nagito Komaeda...

*He dusts off his gloves and tries to wipe himself free of as much dirt and grime on his suit as he can. Nagito just stands there in confusion.

Wait, wait, wait! What’s going on!? Wh...Why did you stop fighting me? You were just trying to kill me a second ago!

I already told you...Tell me what I want...and the pain stops. Now, I have what I want.

You mean...the real reason why you started kicking me to the curb was...? Was that some kind of TEST!?

You finally understand. Talents...Hope...Reasons for needing to exist at all...all meaningless.

These ideals were created by humankind...NOT the other way around…People don’t need to justify their reasons for living...Hinata doesn’t...I don’t...And YOU don’t.

You wanted me to realize what it is I truly wanted...And you want me to strive towards it.

I thought redemption was impossible so I never tried; confining myself to Zetsubou’s evil because I thought there was nothing left for me. I thought these talents were a waste on me and that I had long strayed from the path of absolute Hope...

Even if that was true, nobody in this world, not even someone with my power, can stop you from finding that path again. 

*Nagito frowns at him.

So who’s side are you really on? You help my friends, then you betray them, now you’re helping me again?

As you’ve no doubt realized yourself, I strive for the things I believe in. I’m not comfy with Zetsubou, but for now, they’re useful to me, so I play along with their façade. But I will not abide by one being forced into a role as a hero or a villain, when your role in your life, is yours to choose. Such is the case for everyone.

And you wanted to make sure I saw that, right? It’s a shame it took me so long, but I get it now...An Ultimate Talent is nothing more than a stupid title that Hope’s Peak Academy gave their individual students just to make themselves seem like bigshots and the top dogs. It’s nothing more than a bunch of self-entitled losers telling children what they can and can’t be...And it’s wrong...It never meant anything.

Hmph...Wise words...I’m surprised they came from you.

They didn’t...Hajime once said those words to me…On the day that I left Jabberwock Island and came here...At the time I didn’t listen...I didn’t CARE...But now I know what he meant...

I’ve spent my whole life believing in the wrong things...Believing that Hope was the Ultimate Virtue and that talent was supreme but...I’ve spent my whole life making so many horrible mistakes...

Then spend the REST of it…fixing those mistakes.

You…

I am not Kuripa Kurafto, Komaeda. I believe that there’s always a way to go back, no matter how hard you fall, or how deep into the hole you go. We all have our own depictions of what Hope truly is…You’re determined to find yours…But let me tell you mine…

*Matta stries forward with his arms crossed behind his back. Nagito watches him.

Hope’s true form is not a shining light, or a heavenly gateway.

Hope is a man, standing in a desolate wasteland, blood on his face, dirt on his clothes and several broken bones. He’s so exhausted that he can’t even muster the strength to whisper words. There is nothing out there for him. No one to call for. No home to return to. Nothing. 

And yet despite all that, he searches. He gets kicked down again and again and again, but still searches .He loses the feeling in his body, is about to collapse into an eternal rest at any moment…He still searches...

So, Nagito Komaeda…How long will YOU search for...Until you find YOUR home...?

...

*Matta leaves Nagito alone with this question...

#danganronpa survivor #danganronpa #danganronpa 2 #dr2 #nagito komaeda #oc #matta gyalusetsu #story chapter #the day the world stood still arc

[strelles-universe]

Exodus 1

When Firestar was a kit, still safe in his bed with his housefolk, his father would come by and tell him about his journeys. With expressive ears and waving tails, Jake would go on and on about the various cats and creatures he’d met on his adventures. Firestar remembered sitting up while his father told him about the cats of the forest who lived blood-bound to a strange and strict code, remembered tales of him meeting field dogs and calming them enough to have proper conversations from, remembered what he’d thought were surely exaggerated stories of sleeping with real wild hares. His father had claimed to be a house cat but anyone who talked to him knew he was a loner, a wanderer.

His father had been so impressive and as Rusty, all he could think was that he wanted to be just like him some day. Jake could befriend even the scariest clan cats and even speak dog. So when he’d met Graypaw, he’d ignored Smudge’s warnings about the clans’ reputation. Didn’t listen to Old Henry’s remarks about their unfriendly habits and most importantly he realized now grimly, he didn’t listen to a cat named Pine who’d claimed to be from the forest himself. Everywhere he’d turned there was another warning, and he hadn’t listened.

Now he here he was, heart in his chest thinking about his daughter and the fate of his grandkits.

Fury burns through his veins, burns through him as strongly as it had the first time he’d realized what had happened to Yellowfang. The same fury that bubbled within him when he realized what happened to Bluestar.

Here they were again, the damn stars above causing pain to cats who were only doing what they were told. Cats who dedicated their entire lives to obeying the stars and attempting to live their lives according to their word. All the joy in their lives hinged on a bunch of dead cats who’d forgotten the difference between living and surviving.

He sank his claws into the floor of his den and he felt his mind hazing over. He replayed the look on Leafpool’s face when she’d burst into his den, practically in hysterics. Firestar had leapt to his paws, panicked and alarmed.

“What happened?” he’d said, and it all spilled out.

Leafpool told him about Crowfeather, about sneaking away. She told him about Midnight - the reason they returned - and the kits being theirs. He licked between her ears like she was just three moons old again while she talked quietly about her and Squirrelflight’s plan. Most importantly she told him about Jaykit’s meeting with Spottedleaf, about his stubborn determination to be a warrior and the worry she felt when she saw his growing interest in seer work.

“And tonight I had a dream,” Leafpool whispered, looking up with dread on her face. “A holly bush that wilted under the moonlight. And in front of it, landed a jay.”

Firestar hadn’t been able to think of anything to say, fear building in his stomach at the implications.

“You can’t,” Leafpool burst out. “I can’t- I won’t- I can’t lose my daughter to this daddy please-”

Even if Firestar had been truly considering going through with the process of… of exiling his grandkit, this would’ve destroyed every ounce of his nerve at once

“I won’t,” he promised softly. “I won’t let them break us. I’ll come up with something. Just give me some time.”

She looked up at him, a relieved smile on her face like she was still just a kit and believed that her father would make everything okay. And Firestar vowed that he wouldn’t fail her.

---

In three sunrises, he had the beginnings of a plan. The first step had been the hardest - he’d brought Brambleclaw, Squirrelflight and Leafpool to meet in his den with Sandstorm. His daughters confessed the truth to their mother and to Brambleclaw.

At first the brown tabby had been furious - had snapped and snarled at them voicing his betrayal and fury.

“And if it had been Tawnypelt?” Squirrelfight had asked icily. “If it had been Tawnypelt frightened, pregnant and alone?”

Brambleclaw had deflated instantly. ShadowClan cat or not, Tawnypelt was his sister and he loved her so much. 

“I-I’d take them,” he said. He’d traced his paw through the dirt and glanced back up at Squirrelflight, “I’m not… I can’t… you lied to me. And to them.”

“You’re right to be mad about that,” Squirrelflight had accepted instantly. “But I was protecting my sister and I won’t apologize for that.”

In the end they’d come to an understanding. Though it hurt, Squrrelflight acknowledged that lying to Brambleclaw about Hollypaw, Lionpaw and Jaypaw wasn’t good for their relationship - that mates should trust each other. In the end, they’d broken it off although Brambleclaw was open to staying friends.

Then came the next part - telling Squirrelflight, Sandstorm and Brambleclaw why this secret had to come out.

Squirrelflight’s legs had collapsed beneath her the second Leafpool had finished explaining and despite the argument they’d just had, Brambleclaw had pressed against her, simultaneous giving and seeking comfort.

“Hollypaw,” he’d rasped. “Firestar you can’t-”

“I won’t,” he confirmed. “I think I have an idea - one you need to think about and if you agree, you can help me plan the fine details.”

Firestar looked at the cats before him - his daughters, his mate and his son in all but blood. This was his family and he refused to let StarClan use their faith, their kindness and tear them down as if their seasons of service were worth nothing just because they had the audacity to live beyond the rules of a bunch of dead cats.

He took a deep breath and voiced a thought, an urge he’d felt as far back as when he was a new warrior. Looking beyond ThunderClan’s borders, feeling the same itch beneath his pelt that had driven him into ThunderClan’s paws once.

“We have to leave ThunderClan.”

---

The den hadn’t exploded into uproar like he’d braced himself for it to. There were no accusations of him being a soft-hearted kittypet looking for the first opportunity to run. A twang of guilt ran through him at the thought - here he was, a leader in the eyes of the stars, and he still didn’t - couldn’t - believe that any vague mention of a non-clan mindset would send him right back.

Back to being a scared little apprentice, alone and with hardly anyone on his side. Back to curling up in his nest - warriors, apprentices (leader’s) it never mattered to them and listening to hisses of skepticism about his devotion and how a kittypet like himself would never be worth anything. Firestar supposes the worst part of it was that none of them had ever apologized - not Mousefur and her stubborn harshness about clan life he supposes he was just supposed to know. Not Sandstorm for all her love for him or even Graystripe’s offhanded and well-meaning calling of him, “kittypet.”

He supposes that it’s something he might never get over. It was still a breath of relief he hated himself a little for taking but one he took all the same.

Squirrelflight had agreed quickly and Firestar hadn’t been able to suppress his smile -  Squirrelflight had truly taken after him in regard to her wandering spirit. He’d noticed her eyes - much like his - gazing longingly towards the mountains, her paws trudging to a stop as she stared desperately towards the open and freeing spaces. She loved her family, so she stayed within the borders, but it was clear she preferred the wider areas of the world.

On the flip side, Brambleclaw had decided against going. He loved the lake and his paws weren’t interested in roaming - in possibly never finding another place to settle. Brambleclaw had never been comfortable travelling and on the journey to the sun-drown place, he’d never grown used to sleeping in different nests always under the same stars. He loved the friends he’d made along the way, but in the end, he preferred to be settled than to move about. When he confessed to this, Firestar had been ready to try another plan - to find a way to make StarClan work for them.

“No,” said Brambleclaw sternly. “I don’t want to go, but you can’t stay - StarClan chase you for the rest of your life. What if they send a sign to someone else? Someone willing to actually go through with it?”

“I- but I can’t,” Firestar had stammered.

Brambleclaw stepped forward and nuzzled under Firestar’s chin, purring softly. When Firestar looked down, he saw nothing but affection tinged with sadness in his eyes.

“You’ve been the best dad I’ve ever had,” said Brambleclaw, smiling. “Now you have to trust me to be okay without you.”

Firestar opened his mouth, then closed it again, squeezing his eyes shut.

“Take care of our family.”

When everyone recovered from Brambleclaw’s decision, it was to no surprise that Leafpool agreed on the spot. She loved healing and his daughter was truly one of the most talented seers to ever grace ThunderClan, but this was for Hollypaw. For her kits, she’d give up everything in the world.

Sandstorm had echoed this sentiment. ThunderClan had been her home for her entire life - she didn’t know a life outside ThunderClan - but she was always opinionated, and she wouldn’t let the beliefs of a bunch of dead cats drive her daughters away from her.

“Is there anyone else?” Firestar asked them. “Think hard - anyone you wouldn’t want to leave behind and would be open to this? I plan to speak to Graystripe and Cloudtail myself.”

Leafpool’s tail flicked, a pained look making its way to her face, “I know someone but… it’s Mothwing. She won’t leave RiverClan.”

Squirrelflight nudged her, a small smile on her face, “You can at least tell her you’re leaving.”

Sandstorm spun her tail, “There’s no one for me.”

“No one,” agreed Squirrelflight grimly. “If Brambleclaw isn’t coming, that’s it.”

Firestar nodded slowly absorbing them, “In that case, the next step is telling the three.”

“I’ll go get them,” Sandstorm volunteered. “Less eyes to wonder what’s happening if it’s me not a leader, deputy or seer.”

“And I’ll bring Graystripe,” Squirrelflight decided.

---

The apprentices took it worse than their parents, but that was to be expected. Still, he felt a twang of pride when Lionpaw and Jaypaw had quickly stepped between him and their sister, bristling sound her defensively. His kin - without even being told - understood one of the most fundamental house cat rules.

Kin first.

“It’s okay,” Firestar attempted so soothe.

“You can’t do this!” Jaypaw hissed. “I won’t be it! I won’t be a seer!”

“You’re not going to be,” Leafpool said determinedly.

“I won’t?” Jaypaw asked, slowly flattening his bristled fur. “But what about StarClan?”

“StarClan can lick rabbit dung,” Firestar said shocking them. “You’re my kin and Leafpool is my kin. I will not let them tear us apart.”

“I-I’m staying?” Hollypaw asked hopefully.

“No,” said Firestar shaking his head. “You’re still leaving. But we’re going with you.”

The three apprentices were silent, Lionpaw and Hollypaw staring at him with wide eyes trying to processes what he’d said. 

“We can’t afford to hide the sign and have StarClan go around us,” said Firestar grimly. “I have loner friends who live just outside the territory. We’ll pretend to exile you and you’ll stay with them while we finish getting everything here set up.”

“I’ll be alone?” Hollypaw asked, her voice quavering.

“No, never,” said Firestar. “The loners will keep an eye on you. But we have to find another cat to replace Leafpool when we leave and come up with reasons for your brothers to meet up with you that won’t draw any suspicion.”

As Hollypaw nodded, letting her brothers’ pelts pressed against her soothe her. Brambleclaw cleared his throat softly and drew their attention to him.

“I have a replacement for Leafpool,” he announced.

“Really?” Firestar said with relief. “That’s great - one less thing to worry about.”

Brambleclaw took a deep breath, “I’ll replace Leafpool.”

---

#exodus au #warrior cats #story chapter #erin hunter #fanfiction #fanfic #warrior cats fanfic #erin hunter warriors #not strelles related

[tariah23]

The manga industry, especially JUMP, needs to hurry up and do away with weekly scheduling for mangaka. There needs to better regulations put into place for their health and safety because this is pitiful. Two weeks - monthly updates should’ve already been the standard for the manga industry at this point. These money grabbers will only continue to put the lives of these artists at stake for the sake of capitalism unless some serious changes are implemented.

#it’s just??? #at the end of the day all these people want to do is draw and write their stories and share them with the world #why is death from stress the end game for so many of them #this should not be part of the package when finally deciding that this is what you want to do with your life #rambling #I still never got over miura’s passing man #and Togashi is still here but he’s been suffering from the consequences of overwork #it’s just… all so bleak #fans just need to learn to be patient if these changes are ever made and to be respectful #your fav series is not gonna die just because you can’t get it right now #I’m glad that gege does this now like he takes a break every 2-3 chapters and that’s good #this should be normalized

[futzilee]

Guys you'll never believe it I'm indulging in fanfiction culture (it's Chevron and Error time)

Who tf is Chevron? Maybe I'll post ab him once I uh. Learn how to draw 💀

Anyway

“Why do you ALWAYS show up whenever I'm trying to do something?” Chevron snarled as Error, as always, conveniently arrived after Chevron went to great lengths to get rid of Frisk. Error simply closed the portal he came through as Chevron snapped, “Don't you have the ability to destroy an AU without needing me to do the hard part? Oh wait, you can't. ”

Error approached Chevron, his yellow teeth in a wide smile. “You just make my life so much easier… it’s motivating to get to work when the work’s already halfway done, dontcha think?”

The human grasped onto the lingering soul and backed away. Error wouldn’t be destroying the soul this time. This time, Chevron was going to win, and figure out how to get the determination from the soul and put it into his own… somehow. He had practiced since the last time this happened… which was a staggering 3 days ago.

Error shrugged, scraped some monster dust off his teeth, and flicked it back into the dusty atmosphere. Chevron’s chest tightened. “You know, it sure would make my job a lot easier if you just handed the soul over this time. I’m still recovering from the last time you ‘fought’ me.” Error snickered and resumed closing the gap between himself and Chevron.

Chevron wanted to say something but felt Undyne pushing her way to the surface of his soul, leaving him completely unable to act for himself.

“You wanna say that again, PUNK?” Chevron challenged, the cadence of his voice changing slightly to better match that of the Royal Guard’s. He stomped his foot into the ground and grilled it in, leaning forward with his fists pulled up. “I’ll take you out in a fight ANY DAY OF THE WEEK! You’re nothing but a weak-headed, stupid-sighted bully and I, Undyne-Chevron, will strike you down!!”

Error simply waved away the absurdity. “Call me whatever you want. You’re just a freak anomaly that shouldn’t exist. I’ll actually get rid of you this time.”

Chevron huffed out a misshapen spear and clutched it in his hand, summoning more pathetic, crooked spears (half of them resembled unbaked cookie dough) and aimed them all at Error. “Aim” might be too strong a word. It was more like… they flew out in all directions and maybe one or two sort of flew towards Error. The skeleton didn’t even need to move to dodge the attack.

“Nyagh… what the hell?? Why isn’t it working?” Chevron tried summoning another magic attack, sweat quickly forming a puddle on his forehead. Error summoned his magic attack, a gaster blaster, and blasted Chevron.

Chevron forced his way back to the top of his soul, kicking Undyne out of the driver's seat. Though he hated it, Chevron knew this song and dance from way before he met Error. He healed himself with some spider cider he had snagged on his way through the Ruins and cast the magic attack he practiced: a swarm of magic insects.

Error desperately swatted at the bugs while Chevron took a much-needed breath from his inhaler. His attack didn't last long, dispersing mere seconds after swamping Error. The human grabbed at the soul again, Error having the same idea (only his idea of “grabbing” was using magic blue strings).

The skeleton yanked the soul toward him, forcing Chevron to trip and rip a hole in the knee of his black leggings. Error tugged again to get the soul loose from Chevron but he clutched onto it with vigor. Using his free hand, Chevron produced a shovel from his infinitely resourceful sleeve and batted at Error.

The glitchy skeleton threw his arm to the opposite side, slamming both Chevron and the soul into a cavern wall. The shovel went flying into a little pool of water. A cough forced itself out of Chevron's chest, staining the ground in front of him with a splatter of blood. He regained his balance enough to grab onto Error’s strings, going full feral mode and biting at them to try to cut them loose from the precious heart-shaped container of pure determination.

Error’s entire body spazzed out and his already poor eyesight worsened with the addition of a thousand “ERROR” messages. Chevron grabbed onto the strings and forced them off the soul, took another breath from his inhaler, and sent a much smaller wave of insects toward the other.

“UGH… This is so ANNOYING,” Error bemoaned. He took a step back, summoned a dozen more gaster blasters, and fired them willy-nilly. Chevron carefully danced around the Ruins to avoid getting hit and his soul stirred as such a beautiful place was set ablaze. Toriel couldn't stand to watch it, either. She forced herself to the forefront, just as Undyne had.

Wordlessly, effortlessly, Chevron summoned a fire attack and fired it at Error, who finally lost balance and fell into the water. He glitched tf out and fought to get out of the water but found himself slipping. Toriel retreated and allowed Chevron control over his own body once more. Chevron inched towards Error and looked down at him trying to make out what was happening.

“I'll just be taking this. Maybe someone will come and save you. Consider this,” he took another breath, “one victory for me.”

Chevron swung himself around when several red, glitched-out bones flew from Error and impaled Chevron's chest. They ruined the froggit hoodie, too. The human collapsed and coughed out more droplets of blood, clinging to the ground as if it were his lifeline. The ruined world around him blurred and in the corner of his eye, he saw two unfamiliar humans, a man and a woman, hovering over him.

Stay determined.

To ruin the mood, a dark puddle of ink formed just a few feet away from Chevron's dying body. Another skeleton-this one covered in epic paint-splatter tattoos-sprung out. He observed the damage and pulled out his paintbrush to fix the Ruins before returning to Mr. Spazz and Future Tweenage Corpse. He acknowledged the dust and the Frisk corpse and rubbed his eye sockets.

“Dream, I need you in here real fast,” Ink said to the static atmosphere, summoning another skeleton. This one had the coolest outfit of them all—a golden cape-dress-thing, a sleeveless top with bicep-length gloves, a bow (for shooting), and a crown. He was also the guardian of all positive feelings.

“Yeah, Ink?” Dream collected himself and observed his surroundings. “Ah, oh.” He looked down at Chevron. “There's so many feelings coming from them.”

“Cthulu?” Ink questioned.

“Stripe,” Error corrected, still spazzing out in the pool.

Ink was already spaced out from the conversation.

“No… his name was… um…” Dream pressed a thumb to his chin. “Shelly… no…. Shantel…tron? Anyways… it seems so crowded in there… how can so many emotions fit inside such a tiny person…?”

“Uh, yeah, that's cool,” Ink interjected, “but ever since Champaign showed up, they've been having these massive fights with Error and honestly I'd rather hang out in the AUs than protect them all the time, you get what I'm saying?” Ink's left eye looked like it was having a seizure as he tried to wink at Dream.

“You should want to protect the AUs, Ink, but… having Tron around makes it hard for me to find certain people. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?” Dream glanced at Ink, whose face was still seizing. “Oh, okay. I get the kid and you get Error?”

“Yes-siree!” Ink stopped making his face wig out and body-slammed Error out of the water, allowing him to finally stop glitching out. (”Dont TOUCH ME—!!¡¡!”) Dream carefully unskewered Chevron and helped him stand up. After a few pats on the back and some bs Dream magic, Chevron was back to normal. Health-wise. His hoodie and leggings were still ruined.

“What? There's even more Sanses?” Chevron mumbled.

Ink chimed, “Yup-! I'm Ink, this is Dream, and we're sending you on a deluxe vacation!”

Before Chevron could even think to respond, Dream and Ink shoved Chevron and Error through a portal where they landed smack-dab in the middle of an empty, foggy, miserably flat field.

#undertale #undertale au #error sans #ink sans #dream sans #original character #fanfiction #story chapter

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Sequence 2-1

Sequence 2-1: Dangerous Ignorance

The plan had been to leave that night but sometimes Mother Nature intervenes. Rainstorms left and right doused Ridgedale and surrounding plantations for a week. It halted work in the field though and for that Raina was grateful because it gave her time to discuss more of the journey with Beau. From what was planned, she and he were going to be accompanied by three other slaves: Simon, a big figured worker in the fields, Gertrude, another house servant, and her teenage sister, Dina.

In a way, Raina is glad that it isn’t just her and Beau but having a teenager could make things harder depending on circumstances. She sits with Beau discussing just that, but Beau waves her worries away as he goes over the supplies.

“Dina will be fine, Raina. Gertie will look after her. We do have a problem though. When Simon checked out the back way, he noticed that there was a slight mudslide near it. We’ll have to see if we can go out in another direction. We need to make it to the meeting point no matter what. You think you can scope another way out from above?” Raina frowns as Beau holds her stare and after a few minutes, she sighs and nods walking out of the house. All through her childhood, Raina had a special connection with birds especially eagles, finding out that she can see through their eyes everything it could see. That was another reason why she wanted freedom so badly. She knew just how beautiful it would be.

The only people that knew about her special skill were Edie and Beau. Edie never really commented on it, but she had to promise Beau he wouldn’t tell anybody; her life was hell as it was. He had agreed, but it was strange that he would ask her to use it out of nowhere. She looked up at a wren in a tree and through her mental link, began to speak to it.

Hello, my friend. I need a favor from you. Can you fly up in the sky for me and look around for an opening near the forest, please?

With a chirp, the wren takes off high up above Ridgedale circling around thanks to Raina’s mental commands. It soars over the slave barracks, around the dampened cotton fields, and over the two-story mansion of Ridgedale. Through their mental bond, Raina's able to find out that there was another hole in the direction they were heading. The wren then returns to the tree, allowing Raina to release the bond and smile up at it.

"Thank you, my friend. Have a good day."

The wren lingers for a moment before flying off as Raina walks back into the cabin to tell Beau what she found out. They discuss the new plans with the three others and finally decide to make their move the following evening as the slaves are doing weigh-in. Raina takes a look at each of the travel companions, weighing her thoughts of them for herself.

Simon seemed strong and capable of making it to his freedom. He'd be essential to their journey. Gertrude was a good seamstress and as Raina keeps thinking about her, she figured that if something needed to be repaired and built, Gertie would be the best to do so. Dina however...

No matter how much she wanted to think otherwise, Raina knows that with the teenager's hot-headedness that there was a chance bad decisions would be made. She just isn't sure which ones and she knows that Gertie won't go unless her sister goes. If Gertrude didn't go, Simon wouldn't go. There was no secret about the feelings he had for her and then...if Simon wouldn't go, Beau would give pause; another male travel companion was a plus. There was no getting around that. Blinking out of her thoughts, Raina excuses herself to get one last night of sleep in the cabin hoping things would go smoothly and that Master Cole wouldn't buy her sooner rather than later.

While brushing her dry yet wavy lengths on her pallet, she notices Edie walking up to her with a worried expression on her face. When Raina had told her of her plan to leave, Edie had been adamant in keeping her home on the plantation. She wanted to keep her promise to keep her safe and while Raina understood, she knew it was time to make her own decisions for her life. She now looked at her caretaker in her eyes with a soft smile.

"There is nothing I can say that will make you stay?" Edie started, her eyes getting misty.

Raina shook her head. "I'm afraid not."

With a sigh, Edie nods saying, "All right then, Rainy. I have done what I can. You are an adult now and can make your way. Just please, please be careful out there."

"I will. You stay safe too."

Raina stares into Edie's eyes searching. Her eyes hold such sadness that Raina can't help but bring her into her arms. Once there Edie starts sobbing out her fear and worries for Raina's wellbeing, Raina shedding a few tears of her own. She knew she would miss the person she had come to know as a second mother. She would have asked Edie to come with her, but old age and loyalty to Ridgedale would have kept her put. The two stick close together for the rest of the night. The next day, Edie makes herself scarce and Raina knows it's because she doesn't want to be there when she leaves her.

The day is the same as any other day, but Raina is still wary. From time to time she would glance over to see Beau or one of the others staring at her, making sure she was still in on the plan, making her nod to keep them reassured.

She nearly gasps when she finally hears one of the overseers yell out "Weigh-in! Bring ya'll bags here!"

Looking side to side, she gathers up her skirts and quickly makes her way to the cabin to grab her bag from under the porch. She had packed a few essentials like food, a bottle for water, a blanket, and her special necklace. She then walks toward the back of the plantation seeing the others making their way over to the overseers to give their bags. Simon soon follows close by her to the back of the house that was surprisingly lacking people. Fate seems to be on their side. Beau had already made it to the opening with Gertrude and Dina and without a moment to think their plan over, the five dive into the security of the forest.

*******

The group warily made their way north, Beau explaining along the way that they were going to go along a path until they met up with another group of slaves from another plantation. Beau had met up with them while doing errands for Carmichael months before. Raina is stunned by just how much planning Beau had put into this and she smiles proudly as he starts tellings stories of what he wishes to do with his freedom. The group walked for a good two days, eating dried fruit and saved pieces of meat to keep up nourishment. For thirst they drank from streams, storing water in bottles for safekeeping.

The sun is just going down when Beau and Simon stop the ladies to make camp. They had made good time without being caught so far, but still cautious, the men go to check around for anything out of place or any kind of sounds. Raina is relieved to take a break, removing her shoes for a little while. Her fingers work to massage her sore soles and toes.

"How much farther do we have to go, Gertie? I'm tired of walking and I'm tired of this nasty food." She hears Dina grouch. It wasn't the first time that she has voiced her discomfort and Raina sighs, already tuning her out.

"Now you cut it out, Dina. You know we have a while to go. Freedom is worth it." Gertrude scolds her younger sister while taking out the so-called nasty food for them to eat before sleep. Her eyes cut over to Raina who can see she is just as tired of her sister's antics as the others.

"Sure doesn't feel like it! I think we were better off at the plantation."

"Then maybe I should have left you there," Gertrude says without a second thought.

Dina stares at her sister incredulously before she huffs, turning her body away and laying on her pallet. Gertrude looks over at Raina again after shaking her head asking her, "You got enough food, Rainy? You need any?"

"No, thank you. I'm not hungry yet. I'm just going to turn in for the night I think."

Gertrude nods before tending to her own hunger as Raina pulled out her blanket for her nightly pallet. She wasn't a fool to believe that they had gotten away scot-free. No, most likely the Master had already put out notices of their escape and probably sent people to find them. But being two days ahead, they probably have the advantage and that was what made her relax more to lay down. Beau and Simon had returned and now everybody was quiet, doing their own things before bed. As they talk quietly, the dark approaching them, Raina turns on her side, removing her necklace from her bag. While she somewhat trusted the group, she didn't trust anybody when it came to her prized possession. As such she started digging in the soft dirt beside her pallet putting it inside of a small hole and covering it. In her mind, that would make it less likely to be stolen from her and when she woke, she would pick it up and replace it in its location.

She turns back over on her back staring up at the sky that was turning from a light blue to a darker one, the dark silhouette of the trees contrasting against the colors. 'It's best to just sleep now..." She thinks to herself before a voice sounds back at her.

'What do you want with freedom, child?'

She blinks and thinks about that, not at all questioning the words in her mind. 'I want...I want to find my mother. That's what I want more than anything right now.'

'You think this is the way to find her?'

She shrugs to herself. 'Sure. It's better than being enslaved and not finding her at all.'

'If there was a different way, would you take it?'

Raina's eyes search the darkness. 'I guess it would depend on what way.'

There is silence then and Raina waited for more. When she doesn't she gives one more sigh before closing her eyes for the night.

*******

"What the hell is going on?! Why is there a campfire here?"

Raina's eyes open at the harsh exclamation coming from Simon and she sits up to see the dim glow of a campfire next to them. Her eyes widen in horror as she looks around for the culprit. She had been asleep the whole time and it looks as if Simon and Gertie had been too. Beau was nowhere to be seen and neither was Dina.

"Where are Beau and your sister?" She asked in a panicked whisper as she rushes to put out the fire with dirt with the other two following her lead. The fire was banked in no time just as a surly voice cried out, "What are you doing? I was going to use that!" Raina turns her head to the right seeing Dina holding a kettle with a scowl on her face. Her mouth drops as well as Gertie's who gets up and runs to her sister gripping her shoulders.

"What do you mean, child? You made this fire?"

"Yes! I was hungry and nobody was awake. How else are we going to eat?"

Gertrude shook her head before shaking her sister hard. "What have you done?!" Dina wrenched out of her sister's grasp and she looked over at Simon who points at her with a low growl.

"Foolish, Dina! We packed food in our bags and you know that. Now you've compromised this whole situation."

Dina rolls her eyes and walks over to where the fire was, teenage ignorance all over her being. "What are you talking about, Simon? What have I done that was so wrong other than supplying us with a warm meal?"

Another voice answers for her. "You've led them right to us, Dina."

Raina and the others turn to see a disappointed Beau walking toward them. "While I was searching for where the meetup point is, I heard a commotion far away and so I went to check it out. Bounty hunters. They have seen the smoke, Dina. They will be here soon."

If she had been scared before, Raina is terrified now. Her worst nightmare was happening. Dina shakes her head, now understanding the severity of her mistake. "I didn't mean to mess things up, Beau! Please believe me." She looks at her sister for support but Gertie avoids her eyes looking at Simon and Raina. "What do we do now?"

Beau looks at Raina asking in a whisper, "How close?" Raina stands with understanding searching for the right conduit in the trees, grasping what she could, a blackbird. Helping it soar in the air and above the trees, the woman gasps seeing a group of four riding horses heading quickly toward their direction. She shut off the connection and looks at Beau frantically. "They're nearly here! We have to go!"

"How do you kn-" Dina started before Gertrude pushed her toward her bag. "Shut up, girl, and get your stuff together! Right now!" She hissed out to her foolish sister, gathering her own things.

Simon is two steps ahead of them already finished with his bag and he takes the time to help them with theirs, his eyes hard on Dina who had the mind to look ashamed. The sounds they made were even louder than was needed and Raina winces looking back at where the bounty hunters had been located. Just then a fleeting yet powerful urge to stay put goes through her body as the voice returned seemingly carried on the wind.

'This is not your destiny, child nor your journey to freedom...let them go.'

Beau looks over at her, seeing her thoughtful expression and her things not packed. "Raina." He calls out bringing her back to reality to look at him. "Pack. We have to get ahead of them!"

"You're right. We do." She takes a deep breath, thinking about the voice and then making her decision. "I...I'm going to give you time. I'm staying behind."

Beau stared deep into her eyes before he steps forward. "Are you crazy, woman? Do you know what they will..."

She did. Raina knows that she was either going to be lashed or even worse, killed. But if it meant that four others would get to freedom...it was worth it. She knew the meetup area was close, she had caught a glimpse of it as she was breaking the connection with the bird earlier. The sounds of horses were getting louder and she trembled with fear. It was now or never. She looks over at Simon and nods. He doesn't have to be told twice and he grabs Gertrude's hand pulling her behind him saying "Come, Gertie! Grab Dina's hand!" The three ran off into the forest, leaving Beau and Raina behind. Raina grows impatient at Beau's stubbornness to leave.

“You have to go! You’re so close!” Raina exclaims, pointing toward the meetup point. Beau glances at it and then at his friend torn between leaving and staying.

“I’m not leaving without you, Raina! Come on!” He grunts as Raina then pushed him forward toward the end of the forest and he scowls at her stubborn will. She shakes her head, hanging on tight to her bag.

“No, Beau! They’ll be here soon and if you’re caught, they’ll hang you for sure! Go on…grab that freedom. I’m sure my capture will keep them off of you for the time being. So please, go!” As the sounds of the hoof beats came closer and closer she smiles with encouragement at her childhood friend seeing their hands pulling back as they starts walking in opposite directions.

“I’ll never forget you, Raina, or your sacrifice. Take care of yourself.” Beau says to her before departing running quite fast through the forest to where the others would meet him.

Raina watches Beau leave, her chance for freedom dashed in order to procure his. Tears blur her vision at the unfairness of it all and she holds back a sob as the sounds of horses come to a stop right behind her, no doubt coming to take her back to where they thought she belonged. Where her punishment awaited.

#story: released rain #writing #story chapter #ac 3 #ac III

[kuratamashi]

Mother & Daughter

I only recently got around to writing Iree’s mother into the story. She’s been semi planned for a while but I didn’t think about her too much till recently when I deepened the lore a bit.

for context: Iree’s mother was the sole daughter of the king of Adlas and thus next in line for the throne. On her 17th birthday she was married off to a noble man named Raygus, a cruel and hateful man. She lost all form of control of what should have been her kingdom.

she and Raygus have/had 4 children, two sons, twins, the eldest, Iree the middle and another daughter, the youngest.

things happened and now Iree is the sole heir to the kingdom, suddenly being forced to learn her fathers hatful ways, where for all her life, her father ignored her existence. Having grown up seeing her fathers hate and the poor connection her people live in, not to mention the wall dividing her kingdom from their neighbours, she decided to run away and gain as much knowledge as she can as well as power and overthrow her tyrant father.

months after running away Iree finally returns to her kingdom seeking any knowledge of her father’s plans.

with new allies by her side, she finally reunites with her mother.

#sketch #ocart #practise #anime #manga #small artist #art #illustration #artwork #artist #writing #world politics #world #creative writing #story #short story #story concept #story character #story chapter #original art #original story #mother #father #family #motherhood #daugther

[timelord-emmet]

Story Chapter

Agent Looker sighs as they exit Azelf cave carrying the unconscious Subway Boss in his arms , the Champion of Sinnoh Lucas following closely worriedly glancing at the unconscious man in white holding their hat that fell off when he collapsed .

^ You sure he be ok? ^ the teen asks as they observe the area quietly

Looker hums - I’m sure he be fine like i said it’s most likely mental and physical exhaustion , he has hardly taken a break from his quest to find his brother and been rushing ahead.

The Agent looks down at the said man , he is barely smile at best his mouth is a netruel line , dark bags under his eyes and messy silver hair , once again some blood dropped down their nose and chin from Azelf trial of will.

-When we get to the pokémon Centre we will have him checked out properly , for now let’s cross the lake we used a borrowed boat do you happen to have a pokémon that can tow us ? It cut down the travel time-

He suggests placing the man in the boat and pulling out a tissue to wipe the blood then sit in said boat, Lucas follows nodding and unleashing a Gyrados , hopping in the boat he pats the giant pokémon and offers them a rope.

^ Hey girl can you tow us across?^

Looker quickly ties the ropes other end to the boat as the pokémon nods , bites down at the offered item and starts swimming, all the while Emmet still stays unconscious .

-This man won’t last long if he continues like this- he sighs quietly to himself then flinched as he feels a presence land on his shoulders , the familiar Shiny Mesprite appearing wrapped around him.

~ Agreed which is why we should keep him bed bound for a few days now that we have one last trial left~ the psychic pokémon says

Looker nods -Y-yes ahem...please don’t do that , i rather you not sneak up on me -

That just gets a amused look from the mythical as they reach shore , Lucas jumping out as Sprit floats off the Agents shoulders making him relax from his tense stance and he bends down to pick up Emmet , as they hop out the boat Sprit suddenly dissapears with a cautious trill making Looker tense once more.

-.......Sprit?-

^Uh why did they?^

~ Danger ! Dodge now!~ the trill echoes in their head and Lucas yelps jumping backwards as a dark pulse barely misses him , Looker curses as he searches the tree line for the attacker and wonders where he could get the STILL knocked out Subway Boss to safely ,he really should get himself a new pokémon partner soon.

The Agents thoughts are interupted as a Purugly appears with an assortment of other pokémon raging from Driftblims , Onix and a Magnimite which unleashed a thunder bolt at Lucas Gyrados hitting it HARD, the hulking beast refuses to go down in one hit though as Lucas calls out a move , dragon tail .

^ I recognise that Purrugly!^

-Me too..- Looker frowns as a familiar Team Galatic Commander walks over the red head smiling , behind her multiple grunts with more pokémon with them , they look slightly different their uniforms having decals that resemble constellations or gas clouds in space .

‘ Well well well , if it ain’t Agent Looker and Champion Lucas , thought you seen the last of us huh?’

^ After the multiple failed attempts after Cyrus ditched your butts yea!^ Lucas huffs his Gyrados roaring threateningly

Mars huffs ‘ Cyrus did not ditch us! he just achieved his vision! back then we didn’t know how to continue without him, but now we do! we’re gonna reach beyond the stars! and you three are gonna help’

The Commander grins sharply and Lucas scoffs ^ Yea right! Gyra ! Use Ice Fang! ^

Gyrados roars and aims for the Purugly which Mars commands to dodge and unleash a thunder bolt hitting the water pokémon directly that couple with the first one cause the giant to fall , Lucas recalling and cursing he grabs another pokeball ready to fight some more when .

‘ NOW USE IT NOW!’

Mars yells and suddenly the grunts behind her throw out weird devices that blue lights turn on and pulse , unleashing a massive power wave that hits the trainers and Agent causing them to cry out and collapse, Looker trying hard not to drop Emmet as he falls to his knees , gritting his teeth .

‘You like that? Pulse Pullers they create a powerful pulse that can affects ones personal gravity of course it’s mainly for subduing but can do a few other things , now join your nap like your buddy there cause your coming with us’

she snaps her fingers and a Roserade walks up to them covering them in sleep powder , the two try to stay awake but ultimately succumb falling asleep.

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6 hours later::

Emmet groans having a pounding headache as he slowly rises to consciousness , his brow furrowing as his hazy mind tries to put together what has happened , he slowly blinks his eyes as feeling comes back then suddenly startled jolting awake at an uncomfortable feeling .

Looking to his arms he is alarmed to see himself chained , arms raised up with strange shackles with blue lights on them that seem to suppress his time powers? How he knows that is confusing as it doesn’t feel like it’s flowing as freely as it has been before , the Subway Boss looks around the strange room he is suspended in , steel grey walls with steel grey blue , a few tech things he doesn’t understand or know.

All n all pretty dull in Emmets opinion and a bit irked as he realises he is missing his Conductor coat and hat, including gloves he feels a bit to vulnerable .

: Finally awake i see:

A male sauve voice calls out catching Emmets attention , a man with deep blue hair that’s frankly in a horrid hair style walks up to him with a smirk.

: Hello mister Emmet or should i say Subway Boss or is it Subway Master? ah whatever you call yourself now a days :

The Consuctor hums “ Hmmm I am Emmet do i know you?”

:Hah no i suppose you wouldn’t being from Unova hm? I’m Saturn Commander of Team Cosmic Galatic:

That makes Emmet raise a brow , he has heard of Team Galatic but Cosmic? Must be a new faction after the first failed honestly same thing happened with Team Plasma.

“I see , well Mister Saturn i am on a tight schedule and would like you to release me “ he tugs a little on his shackles

:Afraid not , you see we found it oh so curious how a famous Subway Boss travelling from Unova to Hoenn to Johto THEN here to Sinnoh quite intresting and more so when we heard you are taking on TRIALs from the lake guardians especially of your new found POWERS:

The Subway Boss can’t help feel a little nervous at this how did they even hear about his powers? Has he been tailed this whole time? Suppose he wouldn’t know for sure considering he has been on a one track mind this entire time , Looker and Sprit have been really carrying him through this , that makes him jolt suddenly at a thought.

“Where is Mister Looker and Sprit ?”

Saturn hums : Ah the Interpol Agent is locker away for now as for this Sprit you speak of, its that gold Mesprite yes? They seemed to have alluded us for now:

:But enough of all that , your here for a reason your gonna be a valuable assets for us :

“Your verrrrry dumb if you think i’ll work for you”

:Willingly yes i understand you have trouble to do so but with some persuasion, we’ll we do have leverage not only with Looker but also the Champion Lucas and if THAT still doesn’t help you be friendly with us :

Saturn walks over to a consolconputed of sorts and press a button .

Suddenly Emmet is screaming , unnatural energy, electricity is shooting through himnot only that it feels like it’s like it’s invading his body but ALSO taking from his body, his powers he can feel the shackle device DRAINING it forcefully and fuck fuck fuck !!! Does it burn!

Then electricity suddenly stops and Emmet heaves ,twitches and gasps coughing his head hung low , once he gets his breath back he looks up slowly red rings around his silver eyes as anger builds up and he glares at Saturn.

: That’s certainly a death glare, how intresting : the commander comes closer and lifts the conductors chin to get a good look at his eyes to see if the red is really there.

:Wonder what other physical effects those powers of yours have you? The red around the irises is certainly menacing, moving on though here’s the million dollar question:

he lets go of Emmets chin and steps away

: Are you gonna co-operate willingly? or we gonna take what we want painfully and forcefully:

“..............What do you even want with my powers?.....”

:What a stupid question but i’ll humour you, Time is infinite, time is powerful, fragile, multiple yada yada so much can be done with time, and to have such powers we could do anything with it, reshape the world like Cyrus dreamt off but in OUR version , alter history , create new futures , extend beyond our planet, stars and worlds it’s just so much! but of course we need trial runs so once you give us what we want we will start with your Brother:

Emmet jerks up and snarls his ever present smile dissapearing for the moment .

“MY BROTHER HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS!”

Saturn laughs : Really? Isn’t he the whole reason your on this quest? searching through time for him? Lend us your powers and together we can find him:

Emmet grits his teeth baring them his smile slowly etching back on his face looking manic .

“You must be reaaaaaallly stupid if you think you can emotionally manipulate me into surrending so easily “

The Commander sighs finger hovering over the button .

: Can’t say i didn’t try , though remember. : Saturn stares at the Subway Boss in the eyes .

:You brought this on yourself and have no one else to blame:

he presses the button and Emmet screams as electricity is brough back to life and courses through his body while simultaneously his powers are taken and drained from his body , Saturn leaves after setting a timer .

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After one week of torture, Emmet still refuses Saturn’s offer , even after his friends are threatened he refuses , these powers were given to him by Celibi , the pokémon trusts him with such powers .

He will not break

In one week Agent Looker managed to escape with Lucas along withSprits help who teleported in but was injured greatly during the escape leaving Emmet still in Team Cosmic Galatic’s hands .

Emmet is thrilled at hearing gossiping grunts vent in frustration at the news , he hopes they weren’t hurt to badly.

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Two days after week one , Agent Looker and Champion Lucas prepare to storm the headquarters .

Emmet hangs limp in his shackles when the attack happens after barely staying conscious to listen to Saturn’s rambles about what his powers could do and blah blah blah , it’s all gibberish at this point and frustration as they realise since their forcing it out of the Subway Bosses very veins it crumbles and fails to store away properly .

Saturn huffs : All we want is to see what you can TRULY do, do this for us and you will be freed:

> EXPLOSION<

A sudden explosion and rumbling makes Saturn yelp as he is lurched foward stumbling standing he looks around as the power cuts out teeth gritting and yelling orders to the grunts .

Then theirs chains creaking , metal screeching and clanging as they are continuously pulled and thrashed against before snapping and popping and footsteps hit the ground, the commander looks over to their prisoner as emergency lights shine above them, blood pours down from the still shackled but freed man skin around the edges turning a sick purple black as bruises form mixed with red.

“You wanna know what i can do?”

Emmets head shoots up arms raises smile absolutely mad and manic , the skin under his eyes black and irisis circled by red as blue energy forms around his hands .

I’LL SHOW YOU!!

Saturn and the grunts scream.

#art #pokemon #Story Chapter #i lost count #SubwayBossEmmet #TeamCosmicGalatic #TeamGalaticFaction #won’t survive long #AgentLooker #ChampionLucas #SpritheMesprite #blood #someblood #Torture

[lilybug-02]

Pain is a great motivator…

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—Full Series—

Meanwhile Toriel:

(Loud noises don't wake her up usually.)

Artist note: I’m so proud of this :))) I know it’s a lot of dialogue and reading, but dialogue is grueling work for me. I’m glad with the art and for the amount of pages I made in such a relatively short time span -w- page 5 was super fun to work on. A lot of blood, sweat, and hours here... :) The backgrounds were a big bore tbh, but I finished them! Yippie!

#CHARA WTF DO YOU MEAN “COMPUTER”???? #lol i hope you guys dont hate me for what im doing in the next update. #IS THAT A MAC OS??? #Yes......owo'' #Kris and the Gang are LITTLE now. I've pixelated them and turned them into little game characters! #FINALLY!! #I never thought I would be going so far in the story to explain WHY Kris pulls out their SOUL and opens Darkfountains even when they killed #Berdly in Chapter 2. Pain can make people do horrible things. #Uhhhhhhhhh anyways. :3 I hope you liked it! I made this post a little too long for my liking and didnt get it out when i wanted too- #but thats okay! As long as people enjoy it :) #bread #art #deltarune chara timeline #deltarune chara timeline comic #seriously though #long post #man am I glad I switched over to the limited color palet! It helps me feel alot more relaxed uwu #This is....way over 16 hours of work q-q #chara #asriel #susie #kris #asriel dreemurr #kris dreemurr #kris deltarune #susie deltarune #deltarune #comic #my art

[canisalbus]

What if I told you that RoobrickMarine went and wrote an entire novella starring my 16th century dog couple? It's very canon-adjacent, well researched and thoughtfully put together, has inspired me a ton during these past months and it's now publicly available at AO3. I highly recommend it.

✦ Separation ✦

#content warnings for sex violence self harm and general angst #six chapters 41K words #people who have asked for longer stories of these two please give this one a look #I've watched this unfold since late may? early july? and it's been an exciting experience #I'm not a writer I think it's better than what I could've come up with #honestly though the way he managed to get inside Machete's and Vasco's heads was uncanny their mannerisms and thought processes are spot on #some of the events aren't canon but they might as well be #and most of the background details and backstory tidbits are accurate believe me he's very well versed on their lore #big history nerd so the worldbuilding is intense #you get to meet the dog pope #there's saint sebastian #roommate hijinks #it gets kind of bleak at times though so be mindful of that #it's not all fluff and good feelings #Separation #Heinaven #RoobrickMarine #own characters #own art #artists on tumblr #CanisAlbus #Vasco #Machete #anthro #sighthound #dogs #canine #animals #if you end up reading the whole thing it would be really sweet if you left a little comment as a thanks for his hard work

[egophiliac]

What do we think, will we get Briar Valley Event somewhere in the future? And WILL WE SEE PRESENT PEEPAW ZIGVOLT? I wonder what Sebek meant that he looks older and I really wanna see Lilia and his relationship after retirement. What do you think?

god I hope so, I desperately want to see Briar Valley and whatever family member they throw at us. and if it's Baul I hope he's the exact same sprite but with, like, a mustache crudely pasted on. that's how he looks in my head and in my heart.

my entire KINGDOM to see one or both of Sebek's parents though, they are the best characters in all of Twst and they haven't shown up even once. 😭 though I think I might prefer his dad, because 1) show me the noodley dentistman, and 2) Mrs. Z is such a mythical figure in my mind at this point that reality could never compare (w-what if she gets a canon design and she isn't a hundred feet tall and could crack the earth by flexing her thighs, how could I go on) (jk jk she's so great that I would love her no matter what) (but also...)

of course based on past Twst events if they go to Briar Valley it's just going to go basically like this:

#art #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland spoilers #twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers #twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers #twisted wonderland episode 7 chapter 4 spoilers #twisted wonderland book 7 chapter 4 spoilers #that's it that's the ssr #anyway i would also very much enjoy one or both of sebek's siblings #i get the impression they are way chiller than him but love him very much and i adore that #honestly i'll take anyone in his family i love them all already #and it would have to be a zigvolt right? #the only other significant briar valley person is maleficia and...there's probably too much baggage there for a silly tourism event story #then again that would be the most hilarious way to introduce her. damnit. #what if they show up to briar valley and revaan is just there with no explanation #they found him he was just offscreen this entire time

[a-tale-never-told]

The Twilight Syndrome Gang

[Part 1]

*Hope's Peak Academy, September 11th, 2012, 9:03am*

*As the morning sun begins to rise on yet another day in the city of Kyoto, six young girls sit in a picnic-like area located inside the currently closed Hope's Peak. Ever since the murder of Mr Simmons, Hope's Peak has been temporarily shut down as a response to the murder, and while the official manhunt for the killer is still going on as of late, the girls take this amount of time to make up for lost time*

So, Honami? May I ask why exactly are we here? Especially given that the school isn't even open untill next week.

*Currently, Mahiru is sitting next to her best friend and neighbor, Honami Sato, as the rest of the group is positioned to form a circle, with Ibuki and Mikan sitting next to each other, and Mikan also bordering Chiaki, who is currently on her video game console. Rounding out the rest of the group is a blond-haired, blue-eyed, girl with a dark teal dress with puffed sleeves and a red ribbon on her chest, sitting next to Chiaki and Mahiru.*

Yes, I am quite intrigued as to why you brought all of us here, given the current status of the academy?

You heard the woman, Santos! It's time to talk, talk, talk! So? What did ya get for us!?

...

First off, it's Sato, Ibuki. And second, the reason I brought you all here is for all of us to spend well-needed quality time, and for you guys to give me some well-needed input on the current situation that's been unfolding as of late.

Oh? Do tell, please?

Gladly, so you guys know what's been going on at Hope's Peak lately right? About the murder of one of the Reserve Course Teachers a few weeks ago?

Who hasn't heard of it at this point? It's all over the rest of the news around the city! Newspapers, television, radio, and other means of communication have covered this event, and the police are still continuing the investigation as far as I'm concerned.

Yes, but that's the point. I don't think the police are seeing the brighter picture here, is that I don't think it's just one person. According to what I got from my dad, they believe that the suspect impersonated one of the police officers while they were removing the body from the car. Hence the body must've been taken away before the autopsy.

But it doesn't make that much sense to me, because there's absolutely no way one guy pulled it all off by himself! He had to have some help or backup with him, I'm sure of it! It just simply isn't possible with the level of security in that station.

Is there any evidence to prove that someone inside the police force was actually working with the culprit? If so, what exactly was the motivation to do all of this? Could the insider be an old friend of the culprit and feel like he wanted to repay a favor? Or were the two working together from the beginning, and he just waited untill he received the signal to act?

I have no exact clue as to what went on in there, but I'm 100% sure that there was a mole in the police force that actively worked together with the culprit to kill Simmons and dispose of the body before anyone found who killed him. At least that's my theory anyway. I don't have enough evidence to prove that yet, but I've been trying to read several articles related to that.

Hmm?

I-Is there S-Something wrong, Sonia?

Do not fret, Tsumiki, I am simply more concerned about who on the contrary is the culprit because we have not the slightest clue as to who it is. All we can do is point out hypotheticals and try to guess who truly is the imposter in the city.

I dunno, dude. Probably some kind of street punks? There's a lot of them in this city, ya know?

I have to disagree with that, this is far too clean and well-thought-out for some street gang to pull off something like this. Perhaps a serial killer?

I'm afraid not, as this is simply less bloody and savage for a serial killer to do. They usually have some kind of calling card or modus operandi to commit their murders, but this is simply far too complicated to identify the clear motive behind all of this.

M-Maybe Y-Yakuza!?

!

Honestly? I wouldn't even be surprised at this point. But as much as my gut instinct is telling me that it is the case, I don't believe that the Kuzuryus did all of this, but It's a guarantee at this point...

#mod talks #a tale never told #danganronpa #super danganronpa 2 #dr2 #danganronpa 3 #dr3 #story chapter #twlight syndrome arc #honami sato #mahiru koizumi #ibuki mioda #mikan tsumiki #chiaki nanami #sonia nevermind

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

~Survivor Number #1: Carried Away.~

...!

*Nagito finds himself returning to the lab where Seiko lived previously. He, without really thinking about it, flops face-first down on her bed.

...

*He buries his face in the pillow, his face full of regret.

What am I...? What...am I doing...? What am I going to do...?

What...What AM I?

What should I...be...?

*He closes his eyes...

GUGH!?

*POW!*

AGH!

*Nagito lurches awake after his strange dream. He clutches his head as he hits the ceiling above.

...

I have to leave...!

#danganronpa survivor #danganronpa #danganronpa 2 #dr2 #nagito komaeda #story chapter #music number #the day the world stood still arc

[strelles-universe]

Yes I did indeed name this entire family a collection of spices XD

For clarification, the pattern I'm talking about is called "karpati." I'm not great at describing cat patterns all the time so it's easier if I say it here.

Here's an example from Messybeast

So all the kits have white ears and white tails, although Sumac also has white toes.

#exodus au #exodus screenshots #story chapter #story screenshots #warrior cats #erin hunter #fanfiction #fanfic #warrior cats fanfic #erin hunter warriors

[thoughtsthatstayedwithme]

#spilled ink #pillow thoughts #thoughts #feelings #story #quotes #book quote #life quote #quoteoftheday #beautiful quote #new chapter #life quotes #life #life lessons #reality #thought #thinking #beautiful

[s-aint-elmo]

Falin has been nearsighted since she was little, and has a habit of squinting when she's looking at things. —Delicious in Dungeon World Guide: The Adventurer's Bible

she should have been at the optometrist's

(ID in alt text)

#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #falin touden #marcille donato #laios touden #doodles #mine #falin's closed eyes canonically just being squinting is one of the funniest word of god additions to a story ever #noticing how she started keeping them open post-rez n being like ''wow that's such a cool way to introduce a disconnect between the falin w #heard of n the falin we're meeting now. i wonder how this plays into the dragon thing'' and it's just. it's just. She Can See Now #i do think if she ever did get glasses they'd be no use bc she doesn't like wearing them. marcille has to wrestle them onto her face #after wrestling them out of laios's hands #protip: they're in their flashback designs bc that chapter is burned into my brain permanently. laimar one-sided enemies to besties + #farcille cheek-pinching as a love language 5ever