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Back Again

Warnings: mentions of death, let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Jason Todd x sister reader

*not my gif*

Summary: Jason was back, but there was one person he was the most terrifed of seeing

A/N: No, this is not a request, but I was in the mood to get something short out before I went to bed

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

For a moment, Jason was frozen, unsure of what to do.

Would you even care that he was back? After all these years? After he had promised you that he would return that night?

So, there he stood, hand resting on the doorknob in an iron grip, too cowardly to just open the door and learn of your reaction.

Perhaps it would have been easier to just turn around now and save himself from possible rejection from you. And after all that he went through, he was absolutely certain that having that happen would have been the thing to finally have broken him completely.

He had already seen all the others, and even though it was clear that Bruce was hesitant about it, Alfred convinced the man to let Jason go see you.

Surely you had to be at least eight by now, and so much could have happened since you last saw him.

Squeezing his eyes shut and letting out a sharp breath, he turned the handle and pushed the door open before he could lose whatever little confidence he had.

For a moment, you hadn’t noticed him, too engrossed in the cartoon you were watching from your spot on the couch. And for that small period of time, he took in the sight of you, his little sister, who he had perhaps missed most of all once he had returned from the grave.

Slowly, as if in a movie, your head turned in his direction and eyes locked onto his form, momentarily freezing in your spot.

Was it from fear of an unknown man standing before you? Someone that you didn’t remember?

Just as he was preparing himself for the worst, a small whisper left your lips, one he was barely able to grasp onto, “Jay.”

Before he could even comprehend what he had heard, you were barreling off the couch and into his direction, colliding straight into his long legs and wrapping your arms around them like your life depended on it.

He could barely manage to contain a sob as he bent down and scooped you up into his strong hold without hesitation, eyes becoming glassier by the moment.

“I knew they were lying.” You whispered against the fabric of his shirt, unashamed tears slowly running against your face.

“About what?” He asked softly back, unable to hide the break in his voice at the end.

You pulled back to look at him, taking the sides of his face between your fingers and examining it, “When they said you weren’t coming back.”

If his heart hadn’t already been shattered into a thousand pieces, he would be lying on the ground, gasping for air, but having you in his arms- safe- was able to ground him. At least for the time being.

“I missed you so much, sweetheart.” He whispered, placing a kiss to the crown of your hair.

You rested the side of your head against his chest and inhaled a deep breath, “I missed you too, Jay.”

The Superior Robin ❤️- @ineedmorefanfics2 @sambucky8 @spidyyparker @i-writes-things

Since we are on batsis can we please get a fix between her and Damian. I feel like they would be a great duo

@noom147 this is just something small but it counts i think

"Why are you yelling at my brother?" Y/N said as she walked downstairs. Bruce and Damian were in the study. Bruce was scolding Damian for something that had happened at school. Y/N didn't know all of the details and she didn't need to. All she needed to do was interfere with Damian's punishment.

"Yelling?" Bruce questioned. He wasn't even yelling this time. He had started reading parenting books recently. Although, it might be about six kids too late.

"Yeah, yelling," Y/N repeated, crossing her arms as she spoke.

"Y/N-" Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose. He knew that the argument was lost and wasn't really sure what he was fighting for anymore.

"It is not his fault that he is emotionally stunted. If anything, it's you and Talia's fault. Like, no offense Damian, but he didn't have a chance," Y/N was being brutally honest.

"She's not wrong," Damian noted with a shrug. Who was he to deny that his existence was generally a bad idea but he was here now, so he might as well make the best of it.

"Both of you leave," Bruce sighed as his two children left him alone in the study. He heard a few footsteps before the sound of two hands smacking loudly could be heard. At least his children had each other and that's all that really mattered in the end.

Batman Comic Characters

A list of Batman Comic Characters x reader stories. None of these works are mine.

Batfamily (No Smut)

Have You Ever Cared? @gobydana Summary: Reader is killed and nobody really does much. So when she is resurrected she stays off the grid and leads a simple life until the batfam finds he and confront her where she reveals how hurt she is. Warnings: Angst, Mention of Death, Neglect Special Tags: Bat!sis

Stone Skipping @fandom-writer642 Summary: The Batfamily has always been so crazy that no one notices the silent sister. How many times can she bounce back before sinking? Warnings: Angst, Mention of Death, Neglect Special Tags: Bat!sis

My God I’m so Lonely @ravcns Summary: Reader who feels as if they don’t fit in with the rest of the family due to not being a crime fighter. Warnings: Angst, Mention of Death, Neglect Special Tags: Bat!sis, Multichapter

Bruce Wayne (Smut)

Echo in the Void @straywords Summary: Bruce’s obsession with the Joker pulls him into the abyss till it swallows him whole. Warnings: Rape, Obsessive Behavior, Prostration Special Tags:

Jason Todd (No Smut)

Little Omega @toastedkiwi Summary: There’s yet another kid that Bruce Wayne has taken in and Jason finds a scared little omega. Warnings: None Special Tags: Bat!sis, Omegaverse, Fluff

Jason Todd/Dick Grayson (No Smut)

Re-connection Session @weebsinstash Summary: You never should have let Damian sleep in your lap, especially after rejecting Dick and Jason's request for attention. Now you have their jealousy to resolve. Warnings: Kidnaping, Stockholm Syndrome Special Tags: Bat!sis, Omegaverse

“Not only was I specific about my only rule while I trained and raised you all….but you deliberately broke it knowing how I would react!” Bruce scolded, his voice harsh as he spun around to face his four sons, Jason had a look of emptiness in his eyes along with Damian, Tim looked tired and hungry and Dick….well Dick looked at peace but also…sad still.

He knew killing the joker wouldn’t bring you back yet…he felt relief knowing the man who killed you was dead but…at the same time, something in his heart felt wrong…why wasn’t Bruce happy they avenged his daughter’s murder, sure it broke the one rule he had but he had let Jason get away with the rule before, along with giving Damian a free pass on his birthday.

“Bruce, we avenged Y/n, so what if we broke the only rule you had, it wasn’t even a rule technically since you have let Damian and Jason get away with it so many times” He snapped back at his father wondering why this was suddenly a big issue.

“I am aware of that, but they had logical reasons….i need you to understand that with the kinds of threats we face there is going to be collateral damage-“

“OUR SISTER IS GONE BECAUSE OF HIM” Dick shouted interrupting his father , his voice cracking and his eyes welding up with tears, Bruce was shocked Dick had yelled, of course this wasn’t unusual because the two argued the most but still…hearing him yell out of no where while there was no argument shocked him a little.

“….was she collateral damage too..?” The eldest Wayne’s voice broke as a tear slipped out of his eye, he excused himself and left the cave leaving a tension so thick it was almost like jello….Jason followed after him along with Tim which left Bruce, Damian and Alfred alone.

Damian looked at his father but spoke not one word to him before following his brothers to comfort the eldest, Alfred simply looked at Bruce with what could be a mix of a disappointed look and a look of shame…it was hard to tell with Alfred, he walked up and looked down at Bruce.

“Master Bruce, I have known you for many years…never would I have thought I would have heard you insinuating that your daughter was collateral damage….” Was all he said before bowing and heading upstairs leaving Bruce alone, all the words said were hanging around his head and he sighed before looking over at the wall where his eyes met a photo….a photo of you and him….

You couldn’t have been older than 13 in the picture…and you had just become Robin….you looked so happy and in that moment he couldn’t believe he had called you collateral damage.

“I’m sorry…..”

He whispered, but he couldn’t tell what he was apologising for….

(Part 2 of the little one shot I did a while ago)

I fond a pdf file with all the percy jackson books, i'm gonna read everything

There is also a site where you can read all but the 6th book, the link is

Internet Archive

Percy Jackson The Complete Series : BOOKFAN1211 : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet Archive

Find every book of pjo here in archive.org

Someone needs to write an imagine about a love triangle with Aphrodite’s daughter(demigod) who is in a love triangle with Hephaestus child and Clarisse La Rue(established relationship Myb?) and Mr. D is just there for the show.?

the killerverse

masterlist of related works

pairing: luke castellan x fem reader

summary: everything about luke and his childhood best friend, a daughter of ares affectionately called killer.

content: pining x1000. stupid childhood best friends in love. specific chapter warnings on each fic

daylight part one 3.8k

↳ you and luke through the eyes of percy jackson during his first days at camp half-blood

daylight part two 4.6k

↳ the details behind luke’s fight and the story of the longest time you and luke didn’t talk

when the sun came up (i was looking at you) 4.8k

↳ your poisoning in the woods and everything that comes after

I love your Sinclair daughter AU sm. I loved the second one on the list as a teen she's just like me fr🤭. With that in mind can we get the Sinclair brothers finding out their daughter reads fanfiction about the slashers. Omg it would be so cute. They'd find her giggling and squealing because of some fluff. Her screaming because her request got filled, and them rushing to the room to see if she got hurt. And her having to explain why she's always smiling at her phone (God forbay they thought she was texting a bf/gf) Omg it would be so cute!

Hello darling, thank you so much for your kind words and this request! It was really fun to write for, so I hope you'll enjoy reading it <3

I LOVE SLASHERS, AND SO WHAT?

Warnings: no proof reading, reader wants to kill people, mentions of violence and murders, a few strong words, confused parents.

As a teen, thanks to Bo, you discovered the universe of the slashers and of horror movies. And because it looked a lot like your own life, you instantly loved it.

You preferred when slashers won at the end though, and it was rare, which was annoying you quite a lot.

Your dads always found it quite endearing to see you supporting the worst of slashers on screen. It really made the twins happy to realise that you weren’t afraid (of them) and that you actually enjoyed this.

Bo and Vincent were indeed worried that one day you would realise how awful the situation was and that you would run away from them and never come back.

Vincent was also really concerned you wouldn’t want to keep the family business going.

They never told you anything about it. 

Truth to be told, you just wanted to kill people.

For now, you could only fulfil your bloodlust through horror movies.

And then you discovered that on Tumblr, there was a great community of slasher fuckers.

Even better, some people were drawing, writing and creating stories for your favourite characters!

You discovered this as you were on the couch by Bo’s side and you quickly exclaimed out in excitement. When Bo sent you a quizzical glance, you shook your head to your father “Ya can’t understand” you said before going upstairs, back into your room where you could enjoy this on your own.

Bo wasn’t too sure what was going on and he had to resist the urge to chase after you to know what just happened.

Your obsession only grew now you had found people able to fuel it.

You were so happy.

At first, you were mostly reading fluff.

You were happily humming, and giggling and kicking your feet when your favourite slasher was telling you how much they loved you.

More than once, Lester found you sitting somewhere outside squealing in excitement. 

And each time he smiled at you, before asking you why you were so happy.

You didn’t want to answer at first because it was your secret, but also because you thought your parents would find this very stupid.

At some point, you answered Lester, because you trusted him to not judge you. And you asked him to not tell anything to the twins because you really thought they wouldn’t understand. 

Lester was a little bit surprised that you were obsessed over bad people, but it made sense in a way and he tenderly kissed the top of your head.

“One day, ya’ll be your own slasher” he murmured to you and you looked up at him with stars in your eyes. 

You really hoped he was saying the truth, because you would love that very much. And you would be the head of the Sinclair family, with someone by your side. And you would kill people and keep running Ambrose. 

It sounded so perfect to you.

After fluff, you discovered angst/comfort fics, and you realised you also really enjoyed that. You loved the drama, you loved when the reader had to kill someone to protect the people they loved, you loved to have tears in your eyes.

But Bo found you the face glued to your screen, quite concerned about what was going on.

Lester had refused answering him, and now he was certain you had met someone and you were chatting with them. Gosh, he was already thinking of finding that fucker and to kill them for flirting with his precious baby daughter.

When he started to ask you questions, you gently pushed him out of your room.

But he couldn’t let the subject go. Especially when you started to scream while looking at your computer, and then happily dance.

You were certain your parents couldn’t understand the joy to have a request being fulfilled by your favourite artists.

Lester tried to appease Bo by telling him it was very innocent of you.

Vincent was watching you without commenting.

He noticed that something new happened in your life and he really didn’t know what it was. He was curious like Bo, but he didn’t want to scare you off by asking you non stop what it was.

You sometimes stumbled onto spicy fics and you mastered the art of reading them with a poker face in the same room as your family. They really didn’t notice anything, thankfully for everyone.

You grew so obsessed that Bo started to threaten you with screen time and the twins really had to fight with you for you to come to the dinner table without your phone or computer or tablet.

“Alright, what’s the big secret? With whom are ya textin’ all the damn time?” Bo was fed up

“No one” you shrugged, which was the truth, which Vincent could see. And it was making him wonder even more about it.

“Y/N” Bo groaned and you rolled your eyes

“Ok, ok. I’m readin’ fanfics. Happy?” you grumbled

You had to explain to the three men what “fanfics” were. The twins still didn’t get it, so you had to add that it was about slashers and horror movies.

Bo was relieved you weren’t talking with anyone.

But he was also a little bit confused on why you would enjoy reading about those characters. Or characters in general. But it seemed innocent enough for him to drop the subject.

Lester still found it very endearing and he thought that it was an harmless obsession for the moment.

Vincent was the only one to fully understand what all of this meant. He got that you loved violence and blood, as much as he did. He understood that he and his brothers couldn’t prevent you from killing for so much longer. He understood that you loved the way of life they gave you and that one day, you would continue the family business.

It really reassured him.

Bo started to tease you about reading such things. You knew he would and that was also why you didn’t want to tell him about it at first.

But one day he realised that it could be talking about sexuality. And it worried him. 

He sat you down one evening to remind you of all the “rules” you had to always have in mind before having sex with anyone.

The 3 rules were: “I don’t have sex if I don’t want to / I don’t have sex with someone who isn’t nice to me / I don’t have sex with someone my father wouldn’t approve of”

“Ya won’t approve of anyone” you said

“That’s the point, love.”

Lester was eager to talk about anything with you, and he liked to share fun facts with you about your favourite characters. He knew a lot more about you than Bo in a way, because you always felt like you could speak about anything to him.

He was also the one able to find you merch about your favourite movies. He always had the best birthday gifts, which was driving both the twins completely insane.

Lester never tried to stop you from doing anything. He was just following your mood.

Vincent thought it could be a good opportunity to have you creating, even digital art or through writing.

As an artist, it was really important for his daughter to be one too. It was your legacy in a way. And so far, you have been “lazy” about it.

He asked you if you didn’t want to also be part of the people producing for the fandom (You taught him all the right words and he learnt very fast because he saw an opportunity with this new obsession of yours).

Of course you did, and that was how you also started to post.

You were drawing quite a lot now, which Vincent enjoyed.

Even better, you often went to ask him how to improve your creations. You started to spend a lot more time in the basement, by Vincent'side.

And one day, the masked twin hoped you would fully take his seat.

t.w: hallucinations

"i am just dreaming." you murmured as you splashed water on your face. it's 3am in the morning and you woke up all cold and shivering. another nightmare. great. you gazed at your dilated eyes and sickly complexion in front of your bathroom mirror. bottles of pills and cigarette ends scattered on the floor. 

you closed your eyes, breathed in and out. that was just a dream, but it felt so real. his lips ghosting over yours as he caressed your face with the back of his hand, his cold touch and deep voice that you've been longing for. you feel tears rimming around your eyes. you looked up again at your reflection, only to be taken aback. having full faith that it had to be a kind of delusion.

"miguel?" you whispered as your eyes widened at the reflections in front of you. eyes staring back at you. this isn't real, this isn't real, you're not real. you shook your head as tears flowed through your cheeks. 

"this is not real. he's not here anymore. i'm just dreaming. god let this be a dream please." you cried as you repeatedly pat your face. you looked back at the dull eyes staring at you from the mirror's reflection that really wasn't there.

"but i am here, aren't i, mi querida?"

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A/N: Jus a reminder that my Twilight book campaign is still open, if you like the series and want a physical copy or a digital pdf grab a copy before it’s too late! And also, we are about to get into my favorite part haha

* You swallow hard, willing yourself to breathe, just for the sensation - to remind yourself to think

* “Were you expecting someone else?”

* You will yourself to take a step forward, a small smile gracing your lips

* Just be friendly, you’ve done nothing wrong you remind yourself

* “I didn’t think I was expecting anyone,” you say. “Just on a short run.” You add for good measure

* Did Edward know?

* You think of the way he said not to be afraid

* No, Edward thought it was Jane, maybe Alec, that’s what you planned

* Marcus being here means only one thing

* That you are royally f*cked

* “Is that so,” Marcus’s face looks like someone haunted by grief, the face of someone who hasn’t smiled in years, but you swear you see the corner of his mouth twitch. “I apologize for intruding then.”

* “No, it’s an honor to be in your presence.” There’s a moment of tense silence, and you force yourself to not fidget, to stand still just as a vampire would.

* “What brings you to Forks?” You can’t imagine it’s the vibrant scenery. Jane was supposed to come for an assignment, a minor threat to your kind that would be extinguished with ease.

* Still, that was in Portland, she would just be taking a detour here to see you.

* “I think you know why.” Marcus says dryly, and despite your brave front, you flinch. “Fear not child, I mean you no harm.”

* You can count on one hand how many times you’ve seen Marcus, even when you were in the castle seeing him was rare. Physically he’s no older than you, just a nineteen year old boy

* But you can feel the centuries he’s been alive radiate off of him like an aura, and in his presence you feel the strongest urge to kneel at his feet or run away

* It’s a bit like what you imagine meeting a greek god would be like

* He must sense your apprehension because he sighs long and hard

* “They said you wouldn’t trust me right away.” He murmurs to himself

* You gulp again, your fangs digging into the inside of your cheek.

* “On May 15th, 2003 at precisely 2:46 PM a video graphic film was recorded while you were undressing in the Forks High School locker room.”

* You feel your blood run cold

* “You took that video?” You ask almost breathlessly

* Marcus looks at you blankly before shaking his head

* “No, you did.”

* (Y/N).Exe is broken

* Marcus sighs again when he sees your perplexed expression, snapping a twig off a nearby branch.

* “Humans, and most immortals, believe that time in linear” he says, drawing three lines in the dirt “there past, present and future.”

* “But the truth is time is more complex than that.”

* He draws three wavy lines, all tangled in one another.

* “Time is like a knot,” the stick points to each line. “Past, present, and future all wrap around one another, affecting one another in equal measure.”

* You think of your dream, of the nightmare, of Bella and Edward and the other version of yourself with crimson eyes.

* “But why would I do that to myself?”

* You’ve had worse days, but that day with the video was certainly up there, even now you wonder if when people see you all they see is what you look like in your underwear.

* “For the opportunity to make a genuine connection.” Marcus says simply, the stick draws a thick line, citing straight through the ball of lines he’s created. “And to your credit, it seems the despair was met with equal reward.”

* The trauma did bring you, Jessica, Angela, and Mike together. Until that moment where they came chasing after you, you really thought of them more as a background of extra characters rather than actual friends.

* “But we’re not here to talk about that today.” Marcus says, wiping away his drawing with his foot.

* “Then why are we here?”

* “I am here to tell you a simple story about a girl from Thebes.”

* You still don’t know what’s going on, your minds still spinning to come to terms with the fact that somehow the future version of yourself has orchestrated so much of your current life, and that the Marcus is actually standing in front of you now

* But as you look into Marcus’s eyes, pale moonlight reflected in them you do know one thing

* ‘I am not afraid.’

* You sigh, sitting down on the edge of the cliff, looking into the dark sky

* The stars always seem so much brighter here

* “Alright, let’s hear this story about a girl from Thebes.”

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The Red-Eyed Boy pt. ii

Pt. One | Three | Outtake

Alec x Swan!Fem!Reader

Summary: Your relationship with Alec was going smoothly, until Victoria's army comes for your sister.

Warnings:

Mild language

I'm a sucker for angst

Word Count: 1,798

A/N: Part 1 was originally just supposed to be a oneshot, but here I am. Enjoy! Pssst @rosedpetal and @badass-daisy-22 your wish is my command. ;)

He was laying on his bed, dressed more casually than I had ever seen him, in a simple white t-shirt and pajama bottoms, a book in hand. I was pleasantly surprised to see that the book was on ancient Greek myths, something that I was quite interested in and even planned to study in college.

His dark chocolate colored hair was splayed out across his pillow and I itched to touch it. Well, I really itched to touch all of him, but that was neither here nor there. I had a weird obsession with his hair. And his face. In particular his eyes and especially his lips. I grinned to myself, content just to watch with my being so far away.

Visions like this were rare, few and far in between.

I supposed it was kind of creepy, but in my defense I didn't really have control of these visions, especially since they happened while I was sleeping.

I could already feel the nudge of wakefulness pulling at me. I tried my best to burrow down deeper into sleep, but resistance was futile, and I found myself opening my eyes to see the ceiling of my bedroom back home in Forks, Washington.

I rolled over with a deep sigh. I would give anything to be in Volterra with Alec. Sadly I had a little bit longer to wait. Reaching for my phone I checked my messages and grinned to see a text from him.

'Missing you.'

Alec wasn't one for talking on the phone, he preferred to text, and almost always left me a good morning message to wake up to. Most days it was the highlight of my day.

I pressed the call button and he picked up before the second ring even made a sound.

"Good morning, tesoro."

"Good morning, love." I smiled, burrowing deeper into my covers.

I really just needed to hear his voice this morning.

"Y/N?"

It was Bella, her arm wrapped around my shoulders.

"Hey, sis." I gave her a hug, resting my forehead against her.

"Everything's gonna be ok."

"I know." I sighed. "Let's just get today over with. Grab that diploma and skedaddle."

Bella would definitely have to repeat high school at some point and I counted my lucky stars that I was not in her shoes in that regard. Or any other regard. My sister was a fucking danger magnet and the whole Victoria shit was just a big red neon sign that proved it.

There was a knock at the door and Bella opened it to see Alice. The vampire was bouncing on the tips of her toes already, and the gleam in her eyes scared me. Maybe if I let Bella go first then I could make my escape-

"I'd take Y/N first. She's planning on making a run for it."

Edward you twat. Where did you come from??

Edward just shot me a crooked grin as I glared at him from over my shoulder, Alice already dragging me up the stairs. With a sigh I sat on my bed like a good girl and let Alice do her thing. Thankfully I had already done my makeup, and Alice was content to give me some red lipstick for a pop of color.

"Alec will like it, promise." She gave me a wink and I swear I turned at least fifty shades of red.

"He's not even supposed to be here today. Do you know something I don't?" I eyed her skeptically, but the little bit of hope I was feeling was obvious.

She smiled at me sadly. "Sorry, Y/N. But speaking of lover-boy."

Alice turned to her bag and brought out a small ornate box, handing it to me with all the care in the world. From Alec?

I let my fingers curl around the box, admiring the designs carved into the dark colored wood. It was old, which was quite obvious, and while I had an inkling that it was a piece of jewelry, I was in no way prepared for when I opened the box. It was a small ruby pendant, about the size of my pinky nail, dangling from a golden chain. It had with a rough rectangular cut that rounded out a little at the bottom. I was immediately mesmerized, stroking the pendant in wonder.

It reminded me not just of blood, but of something else that I couldn't quite remember. It was then that I saw the note wedged into the top of the box. I unfolded it with shaking hands, overwhelmed and giddy.

For my Persephone. Congratulations. -A

My mouth popped open. Oh. Oh this boy was clever.

The ruby wasn't supposed to be blood, it was supposed to be a pomegranate seed. Like one of the seeds that Hades offered to Persephone. In the end, eating the pomegranate seeds forced her to return to the underworld to live half the year there with Hades. It was my favorite Greek myth, and I couldn't help but draw parallels between her story and my own. They were rather crooked parallels, but I wasn't too bothered by that.

I could feel the tears start to well up. I don't think I've ever received a gift that was so thoughtful.

"Oh hun. No. No." Alice was there beside me in a heartbeat, wiping the tears before they could fall.

"They're happy tears, Alice." I said with a small smile.

Well, not completely happy, I wished he was here of course. But I would be seeing him soon enough.

"I know. We don't wanna ruin your makeup. Let me help you put it on and we'll take a good portrait to send him, yeah?"

"Thanks, Alice. You're the best ever."

I only wished I had realized just how soon we would be seeing each other.

'I am in so much trouble.'

My anxiety, paired with the adrenaline rush, was practically so high I was pretty sure it was orbiting the moon. Jasper was by my side, doing his best to soothe not just me, but poor little Bree Tanner.

"How bad is it gonna be, Alice?" I whispered to her, wringing my hands together and bouncing on the tips of my toes. "How much trouble am I in?"

"Relax." She soothed.

"So pretty fucking bad. Do I have time to run?"

I was this close to hyperventilating.

I wasn't even supposed to be here. Bella almost had my head when she saw me on the back Jacob's wolf form, poised and ready to help. With what I wasn’t entirely sure in that moment. I had come up with the harebrained scheme to help muddle Bella's scent with my own by switching the matching jackets we had received for Christmas years ago. Emmet had made the comment a while ago that our scents were pretty similar, so I just kind of ran with the idea. It had worked so well that even Edward hadn't seemed to notice when Bella had slipped on my jacket instead of her own. It had helped split the army at least. Having two humans with similar scents had sent them all mixed signals, so it had kind of worked.

Or so I was telling myself.

So here I was, exactly in a place where I wasn't supposed to be, and the Volturi would be arriving any minute. More specifically Alec and the other elite guards from what Alice had said. None of whom I've had the pleasure of meeting yet. Including his sister. This was like… meeting your significant other's family for the first time.

Well, this was gonna be one hell of a hello.

"They're coming." Alice's panicked voice did nothing to calm me down.

Jasper put a hand on my shoulder in an attempt to help. "Try to relax, Y/N. It's not you he's going to angry with."

I simply nodded and fiddled with my necklace, the ruby seed feeling cold and smooth beneath my fingers. That helped a little as they appeared from the fog, and I found myself catching my breath when I saw Alec's silhouette emerge. He removed his hood and nearly froze when he caught sight of me. I gave him a small smile and a wave.

He let out a snarl that almost sent me hiding behind Jasper.

Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.

"Y/N is safe." Carlisle soothed. "We never would have let anything happen to her."

"This is the second time your coven has dragged her into something dangerous." He hissed, voice low and deadly.

'Well, if we're gonna get technical about it Alec, we never would have met had it not been for that first time.'

Edward shot me a look.

What? It's not like I had said it out loud.

Wringing my hands, I stepped forward slightly before finally gathering the courage to approach him. He met me half way, gathering me into his arms. I let out a deep sigh of contentment as I buried my face in his jacket.

"I know you're angry." I whispered. "But I couldn't let something happen to Bella. They weren't even aware of what I was doing until it was too late. I'm sorry. For scaring you."

Alec said nothing for a long minute and I could feel the tension practically eating me alive.

"Alec." The red-eyed girl spoke, watching and taking us in.

Jane. His sister.

He simply nodded and left me standing there before returning to his position by her side. My heart dropped. He hadn't even bothered to say anything. I turned swiftly, blinking back tears. While I was sorry for scaring him, I refused to be sorry for my actions. Bella was my sister, and I would do what I could to help her. I stood a little behind Alice, staring at nothing and trying my best to turn off my emotions.

Jane spoke again. "Impressive. I have never seen a coven escape an assault of this magnitude intact."

"We were lucky." Carlisle answered.

"I doubt that."

I couldn't help the way my eyebrows shot up. Then I had to remind myself that this was Jane, and she had always proved exceptionally brutal in my visions. And this was no different, although it was Felix who did the dirty work this time. Bree was gone.

I didn't even blink at the end of it. I simply stood there, like a zombie when they finally disappeared. And Alec hadn't even said a word. The dam holding back the flood of tears finally broke.

'There goes my red-eyed boy.'

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I was always taught to never form attachment, and sever ties that were already made.

Don't feel fear, that shows weakness. Attachment shows weakness.

These were teachings that were engraved in my being, never to be forgotten.

Then you came along with your toothy smile, infectious laughter, and unrelenting determination, and suddenly the lessons taught to me all those years ago flew out the window.

I found my eyes lingering on your figure as you walk away, wanting nothing more than to reach out and have your attention on me once again.

The scent of you haunts me as I try to sleep, the vivid image of you following me in my dreams.

I feel a part of my shoulder burning where you rest your hand, but your touch is a fire I would willingly walk into.

My thoughts have gone past what you do to me now, as they have evolved into thoughts of what we could be together.

I wonder what your hands feel like encased in my mine.

I wonder what you would look like waking up next to me.

I wonder how you would feel when I tell you I want to spend the rest of my days with you.

Leaving behind all I have known was a risk I was never willing to take, because what will become of me when I abandon the laws that have shaped me?

Though after meeting you, my beloved, I realised that these principles only held me back.

It has been years since I have left that life behind; I want to carve out a new future for myself, one that includes you, if you'd let me.

I will see you tonight, my love.

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NOTE: Not sure if the beginning needs any warnings and what to label it? But it is a little more dreary than the rest of the story has been previously, so take note of that.

Originally was going to be a bit of a faster paced chapter, but I started writing in like, the complete opposite way, and I kinda liked where it went so I just rolled with it. So it’s a little bit slower of a chapter this time, but I hope the fluff makes up for it since it has moments with the champion squad.

Hopefully, according to my plans, we should only have a few more chapters left in the pre-outworld arc? I think about chapter 11 is where we will hop back to it with the mini tournament for Earthrealm’s champion, but that estimate may change depending on the ideas I have. I just want to make sure we have plenty of time with all the Earthrealm men before we head back into more of the plot.

Looks like Shang Tsung is part of the official love interest line up! This actually quite heavily affects the story, so hopefully you all will be pleased by how it turns out when that part rolls around! Reiko did not make the cut, sorry to all those who wanted him! He will get screentime, but the reader will have a different type of dynamic with him due to this. 

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Turns out, you struggle with forcing yourself to relax.

It was odd, you had been content before with a life of a simple routine. All you had to do before was train yourself and be at Liu Kang’s side as your duties, you could do whatever else you wished for the rest of the day. Most times that meant going on long walks and trying to decipher your memories. 

It was a routine you settled on after many had decided you needed no further routine training, and after a certain incident. Of course, you pushed yourself to train with others occasionally nowadays, but you were a student no longer.

It was a routine most were happy you had, for before that simple routine, you had found yourself often run ragged. You often went from place to place, too ambitious to train, too ambitious to strive for more. In between those training sessions, you found yourself often running around doing too many tasks that others had given you upon your request. You sometimes skipped meals, and sometimes cut hours of sleep to try and cram everything into your schedule.

It wasn’t like no one noticed the way you were slowly ruining yourself, they did, you just ignored their concerns. You waved it off, saying you were fine. You found yourself saying that line to Liu Kang the most, who always seemed to want to stop you.

It got so bad even Bi-Han had to sit you down and scold you for how exhausted you had become.

“Fool, don’t you know you’re inconveniencing everyone else when you destroy yourself like this!?” He had told you, pinning you with a harsh glare. He had slammed his hands on the desk, ice spreading from his hands onto the desk from his frustration. 

You had, of course, defended yourself in every which way back then. Who cares if you were tired? You had to get things done so others could relax. Why did he insinuate that you were a burden when clearly everyone else was benefitting from this? Those points and many more were tossed between you two, and that had caused a large argument between you two for a long time.

That grudge between you two carried for a while. You had been too stubborn to admit Bi-Han was right. How could you? That’d be admitting defeat.

And you loathed defeat.

Furthermore, that meant that you had to stop doing stuff for people. Certainly you could not stop your training, that would lead to you weakening. You had to get stronger! People were counting on you, and you had a feeling that you just had to get stronger, even without thinking of others. The tiny voice in your head was screaming that you had to.

And if you didn’t cut down on training, you had to stop doing tasks. And how could you tell someone that you couldn’t do something for them? The idea of the look of disappointment followed by a pitiful “it’s alright” scared you. You already promised so many people many things, you couldn’t just go around and tell them that you couldn’t all of a sudden.

You’d be a disappointment.

So you deluded yourself that you were doing the right thing, letting yourself get carried away. It was a harsh, dark part of your life. It was a part of your life you were not proud of. You pushed many people away. Kuai Liang, Tomas, Madam Bo, Master Kai…so many people that kept on telling you to end this foolish pursuit.

You didn’t listen.

You carried on with your destructive lifestyle, aiming to try and do anything and everything all at once. If you could do it all, everyone else would be happy, and that’s all you wanted. You lied often, saying that you were okay, and tried to cover it up with a weary smile

It wasn’t until you had collapsed during training and gone unconscious for nearly a day that Liu Kang stepped in.

“I have been a fool.” Liu Kang had murmured when you had awoken that day, You felt faint, nauseous, and so many things all at once. He had reached a hand to touch your forehead, eyebrows furrowed with worry. “I should have realized earlier that you had been running yourself into the ground, I should have trusted my own instincts and never let you go this far.” 

“I’m fine.” You had insisted, trying to sit up. The god had to force you down, which was easy in your weakened state. He had instructed you to take a break until you were better. “How long?” You had asked, your voice hoarse as you asked desperately, feeling the grip of fear at the idea of becoming useless for the people that meant so much for you.

“As long as it takes.” Liu Kang replied, with a tone of finality. Back then, those words were like a death sentence. Nowadays, you realized it had been a blessing in disguise. You try not to think of how long those days felt, constantly being shadowed by one of the Lin Kuei brothers or even Madam Bo. It was painful to think of, some days. But then again, it wasn’t all bad.

After all, that’s the main reason you had gotten closer with all of them. 

Kuai Liang had been helpful, giving you advice and being there at your aid any time you needed. He had been a good person to confide in, for he never shamed you for the worries you carried. He was a gentle flame, providing the warmth you did not know you needed in your life.

Tomas had been a welcoming presence, giving you laughs and joy in a situation where you struggled. He was much more playful than his brothers, and the dreary days were always made a bit bright with him around. He had been encouraging too in his own ways, telling you that being vulnerable was okay. You were okay.

The other two were a bit more harsh. Madam Bo had given you harsh lectures, but in a loving way. You could tell you had terrified her with your decline in health. Those days she had given you so much food you felt often full. You were happy though, her cooking really was the best. Eventually you had learned some cooking from her to pass the time.

You still had to learn how to perfect her recipes.

Bi-Han’s shadowing at first was easily the worst. Days that felt like were filled with tension, some days you felt like you could not breathe. Then, some other days it felt like you would rather be asleep with the rants he had given you, telling you on how you should have listened to him. Eventually, the frost around the situation melted, and the days went from tense and dreadful with him, to more comforting.

Eventually he became a person you learned the world through, as begrudging as it was, he answered your many questions. And when your questions ceased, the two of you could turn to occasional conversation, ones where you both were a little more open with each other, a bit more honest. Even the silences began to feel comforting.

Occasionally, Liu Kang would take over shadowing you. It wasn’t as common as the other four, but it happened often enough. At first, you were filled with guilt whenever you were around him. You had failed the fire god, but he had told you that you did no such thing.

“I have failed you, instead.”

It mystified you, but you chose not to question it. You weren’t certain what you’d do with the answers to the questions you had about that statement. You ended up developing most of your healthy habits with Liu Kang, falling into a simple routine. You ended up developing the habit of watching the sunrise with him during these times.

Days had blended into weeks, and weeks into months, and you slowly were allowed your responsibilities again. You had been allowed to train much earlier than your responsibilities so your body would not weaken, but the responsibilities felt much more significant.

Slowly, you were given room to breathe and develop your own routine. One that was…less rigorous, one that everyone agreed that was healthy and safe for you.

You guessed your inability to relax was still a remnant of the insatiable workaholic from back then. Your mind was filled once again with responsibilities, plans, and schedules. Training the champions, the tournament…so many big things to worry about.

You worried that you didn’t have time to do everything if you relaxed, and you knew how important these tasks that were ahead of you were.

It was almost instinct to dive into everything, try to take the burden of everyone and force it upon yourself.

You were really trying though, to relax. You couldn’t bear to see the concerned looks on their faces again.

“You know, you’re doing an awful job at taking a break.” Johnny pointed out as he pulled up next to you, snapping you out of your reverie. You watched with curiosity as he pulled out his phone. You had vague memories of technology from what you presumed to be your past life, but you haven’t really used it in this life.

“I’m just watching, is that so wrong?” You inquired, trying and failing to fend off the defensive side that tried to come out. You sent him a raised eyebrow, looking at him. He sent you the sassiest look, peering at you. 

“No.” He said, shrugging as he returned his attention back to his phone. “But I can see that calculating look in your eye, teach.” Johnny said, tapping the side of his head with his two fingers. “You’re not just idly watching, you’re thinking. That’s the same look my directors get when they’re reviewing a scene, and trust me, that’s anything but relaxing.”

You huffed, crossing your arms. As much as others thought otherwise, Johnny Cage was smart and observant.

“Plus, when people usually say they’re taking a break they’re usually off doing their, like, hobbies or something.” Johnny continued, pausing for a moment before looking back at you. “You do have hobbies right?”

“I refuse to elaborate.” You said after a few moments of contemplation. You really couldn’t think of anything that was a hobby of yours. Sure, you liked to cook, but that wasn’t a hobby you found yourself doing all too often outside of meal times. 

The only other thing you could think of that you did often was try and make sense of your memories. And that was something you could do for hours on end. But it was all too confusing, and it gave you a major headache. Aside from the fact that you didn’t exactly want to think of those memories right now, you had a feeling that also didn’t count as relaxing.

So your next best bet at doing something to relax was watching the students of the Wu Shi academy train.

Were you really that boring?

“You…don’t have hobbies?” Johnny asked, pulling a face that made you frown. “No wonder you’re struggling to relax.” He said, scratching the back of his neck. You had an urge to defend yourself, but you averted your eyes instead, knowing that trying to defend yourself was fruitless. You really didn’t have anything to defend yourself with in the first place.

“Living a life like mine leaves little time for hobbies.” You said, which was partially a lie. You had time, and lots of it before you were entrusted with training the four of them. So you certainly could have picked up some hobbies. 

But you never knew what to do. There weren’t many people in the Fire Temple who had hobbies you could indulge in, and it wasn’t like you were too close with them either. And, oddly enough, you were a bit embarrassed to ask the Lin Kuei brothers for any ideas on hobbies.

Plus, it was annoying trekking through the snow just to ask for something small like that.

“Okay, so hobbies are out of the question, got it.” Johnny said, before humming and looking up, contemplating over things. “Don’t you have anything else to do, like reading, or watching movies?” He suggested.

“I’ve read all the books they have in the Fire Temple, they’re pretty boring and not worth a reread.” You said, sighing as you remembered the lack of interesting literature. You’ve thought about asking Liu Kang for the chance to get better reading material, but you didn’t want to sound…rude. “And I’ve never watched a movie.”

That wasn’t totally true, you’ve probably watched a movie in your past life, but you’ve never done that in this life.

“You’ve never…what?” Johnny Cage said, seeming to be caught off guard by the confession. You’ve never seen such a look on his face before, one that was both shocked and almost…offended? You supposed it only made sense that he out of everyone reacted this way. Acting was his lifeblood. “You’re kidding me.”

“I’m not.” You said, raising your hands up trying to show no offense. You couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at the look Johnny was sending you. He was so,,,expressive. It was really entertaining. Is that why people liked watching him so much?

“We’ve got to right that wrong immediately.” Johnny said, a determined look on his face. He shoved his phone into his pocket. “We’re going to have a movie marathon. You get to relax and see a bunch of great movies, win-win.” The actor declared.

“A bunch of great movies, huh?” Kenshi said, approaching the two of you as he sheathed his sword. He looked between the two of you, sending a pointed look towards Johnny Cage. “I’m guessing you’re going to try and show our instructor a bunch of your movies, Cage?”

“You know it, tattoo.” Johnny confirmed with a self confident smirk. You nodded towards Kenshi, who acknowledged it back with a nod of his own. “Don’t look so prissy, you and the farmer boys are invited too if you want.” You glanced towards Kenshi, raising an eyebrow out of curiosity. 

“That doesn’t sound so bad.” Kenshi conceded, much to your surprise. “I get to help pick the movies, though. We’re not watching a marathon of the Ninja Priest movies, they’re all the same.” You watched as Johnny groaned, clearly disagreeing with the swordsman.

“Whatever, you just have bad taste.” The actor huffed, rolling his eyes. He took out a paper and pen from gods knew where, and tossed it towards Kenshi who sent him a puzzled look. “Go design whatever list you want, just know I’ll be blaming you if teach over here,” He gestured towards you, “thinks movies suck.” He stretched before pointing his thumb away from the courtyard. “Now I gotta bounce, gotta make arrangements to make this whole shebang work.” He turned towards you. “You go figure out how to relax, or whatever, meet here tomorrow night.”

And without much more explanation, the actor jogged off, leaving both you and Kenshi behind.

“What did I just get myself into?”

“I’m surprised you’ve never seen a movie.” Raiden commented after he and Kung Lao met you at the entrance of the Wu Shi academy. He and Kung Lao walked beside you as you traversed down the hall, dressed in more casual clothes as opposed to the uniforms they usually wore. With amusement, you noticed how they were not wearing the hats for once. The clothes they wore reminded you of the clothes they donned during the exams.

“In the Fire Temple, we don’t have much, if any, technology.” You explained, not elaborating much further. After all, it’d be hard to explain the whole ‘you might have watched one in a past life, but you barely remembered anything about it’ ordeal. “Johnny seemed very offended that I’ve never watched one, it was a sight to behold.”

“It makes sense, that is what he is known for.” Kung Lao pointed out, shrugging. 

“Have either of you seen Johnny Cage’s works?” You inquired, looking between the Fengjian men. You were a bit surprised that they knew about movies, knowing that they both hailed from a simple village. Then again, you supposed you were being hasty in assuming their area was as technology deprived as the Fire Temple was.

“A few.” Kung Lao answered, thinking a bit before grinning. “Their techniques were totally wrong, but they sure do know how to make something entertaining.” He admitted before cockily laughing and pressing a hand to his chest. “Of course, I think if I were there to help them, they would be much better.”

“I saw a few as well.” Raiden piped up, smiling towards you. “They were flashy, and like Kung Lao said, very inaccurate, but I actually enjoyed watching them.” He put on a thoughtful look. “I think you’ll like them too, as long as you look past the technicalities.”

“I hope so too.” You said, humming. “Otherwise this would be a rather bad introduction to movies.” You joked, knowing that you could probably look past the most egregious techniques. All you wanted was a chance to relax, and you hoped to the gods that this was going to work.

“Fret not, teach, I made sure to look through Ken-bro’s list.” Johnny said as he turned the corner, a grand grin on his face. “He chose a few decent ones, but I made sure to add the best of my works in there too.” In his arms he held a large of what you believed to be popcorn. You inhaled, and you felt a bit nostalgic for a reason you weren’t quite sure.

“I tried to keep the list decent, so don’t blame me if Cage ruined it.” Kenshi quipped as he also rounded the corner, holding another big bowl of popcorn. You looked between them, noting how this was the first time you’ve seen both Johnny and Kenshi were something more casual. It wasn’t too bad of a look.

“I’m sure it’ll be fine.” You said, grinning as you crossed your arms. The actor led all of you to a room you knew had not been previously used much. “You’ve all brought up my expectations, are films really that good?”

“Oh trust me, films can get good, especially action films I’ve been in.” Johnny cackled, and you stifled a laugh as you noticed how the group had all collectively rolled their eyes. He opened the door for you all. You marveled at the projector that had been set up, along with a basic couch that seemed big enough for you all to lounge on, more or less. “Hollywood magic will astound you, trust me.”

“I’m already astounded by all of this.” You admit, walking over to the projector. Seeing technology sent a wave of nostalgia through you, and you smiled. Something about this all brought a hazy vision of you and Johnny sitting in a room doing something similar to this, but there had been four other younger people with you instead.

How odd.

“Where did you get all of this?” Raiden asked, looking at the set up of the room. “I don’t think the monks normally have any of this stuff,” He observed as he made his way to the couch. “Well, maybe the couch makes sense.” He said, before sitting on it carefully.

“It’s a secret, my friend.” The actor replied, and you all sent him a look. He groaned and sighed. “You’re all no fun. I asked the big boss, Lord Liu Kang.” He said, shrugging as he also took his place on the couch, on the other end of the couch. “I explained how our instructor was struggling to relax and how I pitched a movie night to you. He seemed pleased by the idea, and was willing to give me all of this stuff.” 

You were surprised. Liu Kang was the one who helped Johnny out? The idea of it made you feel warm.

“Lord Liu Kang did all of this?” Kung Lao echoed your thoughts, nodding slowly as he looked around. He put on a face that told you he seemed to approve, and plopped down right next to Raiden. You found yourself not knowing where to sit, before Kenshi stepped beside you and tilted his head to indicate the spot where you should go.

Right between where he would go and Johnny Cage.

You supposed that wasn’t too bad. 

Taking the advice, you walked over to the spot he suggested and sat yourself carefully, making sure to leave room for Kenshi, while making sure you didn’t intrude on Johnny’s. 

“Popcorn?” Johnny offered, holding the bowl out to you. As he did so, you noticed as he turned on the movie, it starting the movie which seemed to be labeled “Ninja Mime”. Shrugging, you took a small handful, popping the food into your mouth.

This was going to be interesting, wasn’t it?

“Wow, that was…amazing.” 

“See! I told you, Hollywood magic.” Johnny Cage said, a satisfied smirk on his lips as he looked over to you. You rolled your eyes but nodded, conceding to the fact that you had honestly enjoyed seeing the film. It was goofy, wacky, and just the thing you needed.

“If you think that’s good, you should watch other types of movies.” Kung Lao piped up, before shoving a handful of popcorn into his mouth. He had stolen the bowl from Kenshi shortly after the movie started, taking most of the buttery goodness for himself. You watched with silent amusement as Raiden sneakily stole a handful. “Comedies, romances, there’s more than just Johnny’s actions.”

“Why would anyone need to watch anything but my movies?” Johnny bragged, earning silence and stares from the group, mostly from Kenshi. He rolled his eyes. “Whatever, but other types of movies are for another night.” He said, waving off the silent complaints.

“We’ll have another night?” You inquired, peering at the actor with a curious look. He grinned and shrugged.

“As long as you let us, teach.” The American said, before gesturing to the projector. “First, we gotta go through the list we made first.” You watched as Johnny got up to set up the next movie. Kenshi leaned over, looking at you with a small smile.

“The next movie is going to be better, trust me.” The swordsman told you, a slight tone of playfulness in his voice. “I made sure to also introduce you to some of Cage’s better works.” You raised an eyebrow, surprised at the fact that the man was even a fan of Johnny’s works in the first place.

“I’ll be sure to hold my expectations high then.” You replied back. sending the man a small smile as you took yet another handful of popcorn. It was almost addicting to eat alongside the movie. “How many movies are we watching?” You asked, suddenly aware of the time that had passed as you spied the clock that hung on the wall.

An hour and a half passed? That movie felt like mere minutes!

“I believe we’re watching two more, including the next one.” Raiden informed you, leaning forward to look at you. “Johnny wanted to do a bigger marathon, but Kenshi and I advocated that we only do three since you haven’t watched many and we weren’t sure if you would like them all.”

“Next time, let Raiden and I pick some movies, too.” Kung Lao also mentioned, looking back to the actor who had just finished swapping the movies. 

“As long as your choices don’t suck.” Johnny said before plopping down next to you. He spread out, his thigh touching yours, but you didn’t quite mind. “Alright, buckle up, time to start the next one.” 

That night was the first time in a long time you remembered drifting off to sleep on accident. 

You felt something shift, and you were pulled out of the arms of sleep. Yawning, you covered your mouth as you looked around. The projector was running the last bits of a movie you had no recollection of. You blinked as you also registered how you were leaning on someone. 

Looking up, you were surprised to see Kenshi sleeping peacefully, allowing you to have rest on him. Or had he fallen asleep first? Your memory was hazy. Either way, you felt oddly embarrassed that you had fallen asleep during the event the men had created for you, but also grateful they had let you rest. You leaned forward, and you saw Kung Lao and Raiden who had also fallen asleep.

Oddly enough, Johnny was nowhere to be seen. 

Carefully moving so you did not disturb the sleeping men, you stood up, trying to catch your bearings. You looked up, noting the clock you had seen earlier. 

It was an hour before sunrise.

You stretched, letting out another yawn before you looked around once more. The popcorn bowls were gone, and the room seemed generally clean. You walked towards the door of the room, before it swung open to reveal Johnny Cage.

In his arms were blankets and some pillows. You blinked in surprise, and so did he before he let out a small chuckle.

“Finally woke up?” He asked, a slight teasing tone in his voice. “You know, you fell asleep during the best one.”

“Ah, I’m sorry.” You apologized, crossing your arms as you tried to cover up your embarrassment. It was odd, this type of thing never happened. It was weird to have slept so easily, and on accident. “I usually don’t fall asleep that easily, it’s odd.” 

“Nah, I’m just kidding. You actually stayed up to watch all of the movies we had planned, then you knocked out.” The actor informed you as he walked over to set down the blankets on the couch. “We just decided to make a bet of who could stay up the longest, and I won.” The man bragged smugly, “I was just getting some blankets and pillows for you, actually.” He explained, gesturing to the items he brought. “But judging how you’re awake now, you don’t need them.”

“I thank you for the pillows and blankets, but you’re right, I don’t need them now.” You said, chuckling. “I’ll be going back to the Fire Temple.” You informed him. You gestured to the others. “What about them?”

“Eh, I’ll just wake them up and send them back to their rooms.” Johnny said, shrugging. “So, what’d you think of movies? Still amazing, right?” He asked, confidence dripping from his tone. And while you were tempted to lie to knock down his ego, you knew better than that.

“They were all lovely.” You admitted, and paused for a few moments, staring at the projection as the credits scrolled by. “Thank you, Johnny. I really needed this.” You told him, a tone of sincerity in your voice. You were really grateful. “It was fun.”

“Anytime, wildstyle.” The actor brushed off your thanks with a wide grin. You raised an eyebrow at the new nickname, thinking it was probably linked to your shapeshifting powers. He had such an interesting imagination. “Just remember this when I talk to you next time about acting, yeah?” 

“I will.” You promised. You looked back at the sleeping men for another moment, taking note to thank them for also helping to make this wonderful night happen next time you saw them. “Goodnight, Johnny.” You said as you exited the room, and you heard with simple satisfaction as Johnny bid you goodnight too. 

Obnoxious as the actor could be sometimes, he had an honest heart.  You understood a bit more why Johnny was chosen to be a champion. You’d have to repay his kindness.

The air was crisp and cool, and as you made your way to the Fire Temple, you could not help but think back to the movies you had seen. What entertaining bits of work! You chuckled to yourself as you mentally commended Johnny on his acting too.

You’d never let him know that you actually thought he was an excellent actor, though.

As you crossed the bridge to the Fire Temple, you blinked in surprise as you saw Liu Kang idly waiting by, seeming to have expected you. You walked towards him, a bit uncertain whether he needed you urgently or not.

“How was your movie night?” The fire god asked, after greeting you with your name. You smiled. Ah, he was just curious about how it went. You went on to ramble about the movies you had seen, talking for a while about them and your newfound fascination with them. Liu Kang listened diligently, a warm smile on his face as he nodded and acknowledged your words. “I’m glad to hear it went well.”

Liu Kang was a good listener.

“Yeah, I think I really needed it.” You admitted, looking up to the sky which was losing its dark color, the beginnings of the sunrise appearing. You two stayed there in silence, basking in the comfortable atmosphere. “Thank you, by the way. I heard from Johnny that you helped get everything for him.” 

“It’s no issue.” The protector of Earthrealm told you warmly, looking at you with fondness. “I would do anything for you.”

The way Liu Kang said those words, there felt like there was a hint of something else within his words that made you feel warm, much like the fire he wielded.

“Thank you.” You said, not knowing how to follow up his heartfelt words. You looked up to the sky for a few more moments, before sighing. You felt oddly tired. “I’m going to go and sleep in today, I think.” You told the god, who simply nodded in return. He seemed to approve of your decision, if the smile on his face indicated anything. “Goodnight, Liu Kang.”

“Goodnight. Sleep well.”

part seven

Not [ ]

A platonic Yandere Batfam series.

(I need a better name for this series-)

[General Warnings: Mentions of Neglect, No one is having a good time, Angst, Usual Yandere Tendencies]

Parts

Part 1 (Not Tonight)

Part 2 (Not Here)

Part 3 (in the works...)

Part 4 (coming soon)

Asks

How do Damian, Babs, and Steph become Yandere for the reader (with more details on Tim)

How did the Reader Get Adopted

(Before Pt.3) How Will the BatFam Find the Reader, How Would The Reader Do In One-On-One Fights With the BatFam, and How Would A Kidnapping Go (a non-canon one)

Damian is the Most Forgivable

What Would Happen if the Reader Wasn't In Gotham?

Is it Possible for a Villian to Become Obsessed with the Reader Like the Batfam

(Before Pt.3) Discussion on How Y/n Feels

Ruining the Batfam's Reputation By Shitting On Them in an Interview with Louis Lane

(Winning Over Louis Means That Clark Kent's Seal of Approval is Removed)

The Reader and Batfam Sitting Down to Talk About Their Issues, but Harley Quinn is Their Therapist

Alfred is Kind Of the Mastermind

(He's just too good.)

What is Reader's Age

(Before Pt. 4) Would the Roomate Help the Reader?

Would The Roomate Help + Do They Know Batfam's Identities?

Some Members of the Batfam Being Able to Play Instruments with the Reader

(Before Pt. 4) Batfam Trying to Manipulate Reader Into Coming Back Home On Their Own

What if Reader wasn't a Overachiever

What Would Happen if Reader Snapped, and the Batfam Found Out About Their Life Much Sooner

(Before Pt.4) How Resistant Would Reader Be to Getting Kidnapped, and Would They Try to Escape

How Would the Batfam React to Reader Going Insane

How Would the Batfam React if the Reader Escaped and Went Off the Radar for a Few Weeks, and Would They Actually Be Able to Achieve This?

For FFF could you do, "Fine, I'll admit it, you were right." For Ghostmaker please?

"Fine, I'll admit it, you were right." Only because you said please :)

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“You were being wildly irresponsible tonight.”

She rolled her eyes, fighting back the snarl as he tugged the thread, closing the wound another millimeter. “Uh huh.”

“You took a bullet for me. One that could’ve killed you.”

“Yep,” she ground out as he poked the needle through her skin again. “I took a bullet for you, K.”

His hands stilled and he bent into her vision. “Why?”

She looked at him. “Why not?” she could tell his eyes had narrowed, scrutinizing her words like he couldn’t understand them.

“Do you love me?”

“Hello, left field,” she huffed, letting him continue sewing her up. “Not yet.”

“But you feel for me?” Ghost-Maker assumed.

“Feel is a strong word, K.” she said. “Let’s just say you don’t annoy me as much as other men do.”

“Hmm,” he hummed low in his throat. “You were still being wildly irresponsible.”

“It was either I take the bullet, or you died,” she griped, reaching up to grab his wrist. And it hurt like a bitch, but she met his eyes and stated, “Everyone walks away at the end of the mission. Alive.”

“That the Batfamily motto?”

“No. It’s mine. I protect my people, even if it puts me in the line of danger.”

His face softened, just a tad and he gently shook her hand off his wrist so he could keep sewing. “…Thank you.”

She smiled and laid back down. “You’re welcome.”

“It was still irresponsible though.”

“Oh, for the love of God. Fine! I admit it! You were right! It was irresponsible!” she glared at him. “Are you happy now?”

His smirk said all she needed to know.

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Marinette woke in a panic and didn’t know why until she realized she was alone. Her trapdoor creaked, and she felt the world start moving again when she saw it was Cass. Her twin gave her a sheepish smile, but Plagg was the one who spoke.

“She went to the bathroom and your parents ambushed her on the way back, trying to feed her. I said she needed to come get you.” Mari let out an amused huff.

“They’re just happy you’re here. Not to mention knowing a little about your past, they’re going to be trying to smother you with affection. I’ll try to keep them from being too overbearing.”

“It’s okay.” Mari could tell she meant it, but something was off. She walked over to her, but Cass wouldn’t make eye contact.

“You can tell them no. They won’t take it personally, and you have every right to be comfortable here. You can tell me no, too.” That got her to look up, confused. “I know I’m more tactile than you. You can tell me to back off if you need to.” Cass grabbed her hand.

“No.” Even though she was certain the need for contact was mutual, Mari was relieved by her response. The last thing she wanted was to make Cass uncomfortable.

“Girls! Breakfast is ready.” Mari could only roll her eyes at her Maman’s shout.

“We’d better go down before she comes up.” Cass wore a small smile, and they made their way downstairs. They didn’t even make it to the bottom before she noticed her Maman’s frown.

“You’re both wearing the same clothes as yesterday.” Her tone was flat and Mari had to fight not to roll her eyes. The sleep thing was going to be an even bigger fight now.

“We were talking, and I fell asleep before I could change.” Sabine looked at Cass for confirmation. “We’ll change after breakfast.” She looked over at the table. “Is everyone coming for breakfast?” There was enough food there to last a week.

“We weren’t sure what Cass likes and Americans are used to larger portion sizes.” That was supposed to explain enough food to feed an army? “You two sit and help yourselves.”

They sat, but Cass didn’t seem comfortable just grabbing food. Mari ended up making both their plates, just grabbing what she thought Cass would like. When she looked up, Sabine was frowning at them.

“What?” She shook her head before going to get Tom. Mari looked at Cass but just got a shrug in return. When her parents came back in, she suddenly knew what the animal in a zoo must feel like. “Are you two going to eat, or just watch us?” Her Papa blushed, but her Maman just rolled her eyes.

“I don’t think you appreciate just how strange it is to see the two of you together, acting like you were never separated to begin with.” Mari didn’t have a response to that. Cass started curling in on herself. “I’m not criticising, sweetheart, but you both need to realize it will take a minute for the rest of us to catch up. The boys especially, since Cass is acting out of character to them.”

“And I’m not?”

“You are being you. You’re affectionate with most of the people around you. Cass is more withdrawn from what we’ve heard, so her letting you be your normal self to her is strange to the others.” Even though it made sense, it still annoyed her. She hated the fact that Cass didn’t have anyone she felt comfortable enough around to let them touch her. “And honestly, they have no idea what to make of you either. I don’t know what goes on in that house, but they seem to be expecting you to explode or something. It’s like they can’t deal with you being a genuinely upbeat person.”

Mari had to force herself not to wince, and she saw Cass flinch out of the corner of her eye. Given her parents didn’t know about their other activities, or their pasts for that matter, it wasn’t surprising that she thought it was odd. She wasn’t certain her Maman finding out the truth would be any better, though. Given what she’d heard about the Bats, and what Cass had told her last night, she might very well ban Mari from seeing Bruce. He didn’t have a great track record of keeping his kids safe.

“I’m sure they’re just feeling me out. Probably don’t like that idea of me stealing Cass.” The words just popped out, but she had to wonder if it wasn’t at least partly the truth.

“You’re not stealing her.”

“Maman, look at it from their perspective. I just show up out of the blue and demand Cass come here, and stay here. They have no idea why, either. Given the nature of the threat, I’m surprised they haven’t jumped to mind control.” Her parents shared a look. “Let me guess, Damian?”

“That boy needs therapy. Badly.” She had no idea. Cass let out an amused snort. “The fact that the others just egg him on doesn’t help either.”

“Maman, you’ve only just met them. All families are different and it’s a bit early to judge, don’t you think?” While she agreed with Sabine’s assessment, she really didn’t want her to jump to conclusions. Given her parents were already antagonistic towards Bruce, she didn’t want them hostile towards the others right away, too. Sabine gave her a flat look.

“Normally, I’d agree, but the boys are a bit on the extreme side. I’m going to have to have a talk with Selina and get a better idea of things.” Mari honestly couldn’t decide if that was a good or bad thing. In theory, Selina should want Sabine to like Bruce so Mari would be able to get to know him. In reality, she tended to like to cause chaos without any real thought to the consequences.

“Um, maybe you should talk to Alfred? He’s been with Bruce his whole life.” She saw Cass wince out of the corner of her eye and immediately wanted to words back. If Cass thought it was a bad idea, no good could come of it.

“Maybe. I don’t know how much I trust the man’s judgement, given how close he is to Bruce.” Mari could only frown at that. With that reasoning, she shouldn’t trust Selina, either.

“Just remember that Selina likes to stir things up. Please don’t take what she says at face value.” Her mother gave a hum.

“I tried to make sure the others would give you two some space, but they’ll all be here for lunch. We’ll be in the bakery so you two can spend the morning alone.” She went downstairs, but her Papa lagged behind. He was holding a package she hadn’t noticed before.

“We put together a sort of welcome kit for you, Cass.” He seemed nervous as he handed it to her. Cass just seemed stunned. “It has keys for the bakery and apartment and a list of all our numbers so you can get a hold of us if you need to. Alfred arranged for you to go to school with Mari, so we got you a tablet for that. Chloe helped us find language software that will not only do spoken words, but you can use the camera to translate your signing, so you don’t have to find the words in a language you’re not used to. She’s also going to be teaching us to sign when she comes over for cooking lessons. We want you to feel comfortable here. I know that it’s not what you’re used to, but I hope you’ll grow to think of this as another home.” Cass just stared at him, and Mari was fairly certain that she didn’t really think of anywhere as home, at least not in the way her Papa meant.

“Thank you.” Cass’s words were barely audible, but she could hear the emotion behind them, and given the way her Papa moved like he wanted to hug her, he heard it too. He stopped himself, but Mari could see how hard it was for him, so she hugged him instead.

“This is wonderful Papa.” He hugged her back tightly.

“If you two need anything, we’re just a phone call away.” It was directed more at Cass, but Mari smiled at him.

“We know. Thank you.” He seemed to want to say more, but ended up heading to the bakery. Until they got a better feel for Cass, she knew they didn’t want to overstep. Cass was still looking at the door. “They mean it you know. You’re welcome here, whether I’m here or not.”

“They should know. It’s dangerous.” Mari could only offer her a tight smile. It was a guilt she knew well.

“They know some of it, and knowing everything won’t change their minds, but it’s your decision. Truthfully, I doubt they’ll be in anymore danger from you being here than they already are because of me.” Cass got up to wrap an arm around her shoulders.

“We’ll keep them safe.”

“As long as we can.” Neither of them were dumb enough, or egotistical enough, to believe they could do it forever. “Want to go back upstairs?” They put the food away since neither were hungry anymore and went back to her room. Cass just watched her for a few minutes.

“She’ll probably come here to make sure you’re alright.” Mari could only blink at her for a moment. She hadn’t thought about that. The last thing anyone needed was their mother in Paris.

“I don’t suppose Bruce can talk her out of it?” The dry look Cass shot her wasn’t actually needed. “I guess it’ll just be one more thing to deal with then. For now, though, we need to make you a new wardrobe.” Cass frowned at her. “Please? I’m not going to make anything you don’t like. I just want to do this with you.”

“The boys are going to be jealous.” They both managed to keep a straight face for a few seconds before falling into giggles. 

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Stu Macher x Fem!Reader x Billy Loomis

WARNINGS: Graphic content, Smut (MINORS DNI), Language, Talks of SA, Cheating, Obsessiveness, Gore, 18+ Content, Stalking, Possessiveness, Dirty talk, Religion talk, Suppressed Mental Health problems (I.e., reader has some issues that she isn't aware of)

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Chapter 13

You were sprawled about on Tatum’s spare bed she had in her room, whereas Sidney was tummy-first on her inflatable, seemingly lost in her own thoughts. 

“God, I loved it.” Tatum giggled, pulling her blonde hair into a tight ponytail, whilst looking at you, her eyes filled with admiration. “I’ll send you a copy… BAM!” She punched a stuffed bunny that was next to her before picking it up, flinging it all over the place in excitement, “Bitch went down.” She laughed, “The insults had to be my favourite part, though.” She gleamed, tossing the stuffy elsewhere. 

You rolled your eyes at her exaggeration, “Tatum, it wasn’t a movie, there shouldn’t be any favourite parts. I punched a person, let alone insulted her outside a police station…”. You sat up from the bed, sitting criss-crossed, propping your arm up on your thigh and resting your chin in the palm of your hand. “I could have been arrested!” You chortled, snorting in the process.

Tatum completely ignored that possibility, her exhilaration being her only muse. 

“I’ll send you a copy—BAM! (Y/n), superbitch.” Tatum repeated and in her best you voice she said, “Now, if I were you, I would put that book on hold and shut the fuck up for once.” She placed her hand on her hip, contorting her face into that of someone who was extremely confident. 

Your lips formed a thin line, shocked at how she managed to recall the event word-for-word. “I’m actually surprised you were able to remember all that, was it really that impressive?” You quirked a brow, tilting your head, ignoring the sudden pain in your hand. 

 “Uh, yeah.” She tsk-ed, “I’m certain you’ll be the talk of the school tomorrow.” She giggled. “You’re so cool.” She beamed, batting her lashes. 

“I thought you might want some ice for that right hook.” Dewey suddenly appeared in the doorway, tossing you an ice pack.

You caught it with your sore hand, wincing slightly, regretting your instinct to catch it with your dominant one.

“Thanks, Dewey..” You warmly smiled up at him, placing the pack on your knuckles and instant relief was felt. 

You laid back down, your head hitting the pillow.

“I’ll be right next door. Try to get some sleep, girls.” 

“Yeah, yeah.” Tatum groaned, waving her hand at her older brother, motioning him to leave. 

You turned on your side, looking at Sidney and a ping of guilt washed over you, yet again that night. 

She was distraught, and she looked uncomfortable, most likely because of the argument you both shared with each other earlier at school, and how you gave her the cold shoulder at the Police Station, silently scolding her for the ridiculousness of believing that her own boyfriend would try to kill her. 

You frowned, a wave of gloominess lingering in the air as you let the ice pack fall to the ground. 

“Sidney?” You whisper, trying to get her attention. 

She shuffles, not wanting to talk, but she soon groans, turning to face you.

“Yeah?” She questions.

“I’m sorry.” You pout, rubbing at your orbs. “I shouldn’t have said those things at school, and I shouldn’t have scolded you at the police station.” You mumbled, “You’re a person; you have feelings and those feelings are valid and they always will be.” You finished.

Sidney’s eyes grew, not sure how to process everything, but she soon smiled, and for once, she didn’t feel like you were the bad guy and that everything will be okay. 

“It’s fine, (Y/n). Apology accepted…” She trailed, “Though, you were right, I had no business to go through your journal and call you names when my mother was something else…” She gulped, “I don’t know what got over me… and I am truly sorry.” She twiddles with her thumbs, looking at you with hopeful hues, as if she was begging for your forgiveness, and in ways, she was. Afterall, you did punch a woman for both her sake and yours. 

Tatum cheered, glad that her two best friends made up. “Jeez, I’m thankful you both apologized to one another because I was starting to get bummed out in my own home.” She laughs. “On a more serious note…” Tatum changes the subject, her curiosity getting the better of her. “Do you really think Billy did it?” 

Sidney’s smile soon faded, “He was there, Tatum..” Her voice trembled.

Tatum rolled her eyes, “He was destined to have a flaw, I knew he was too perfect.” She whined. 

Knock… Knock…Knock…

Rapid knocking at Tatum’s bedroom door was heard and this caught everyone's attention.

Tatum looked at the door, seeing it open, revealing her mother, Mrs. Riley, “Telephone, honey.” 

“Who is it?” The blonde asks. 

“It’s for Sid…” 

“Is it my dad?” Sidney popped up from off the floor, looking over yours and Tatum’s bed.

“I don’t think so.” 

“Take a message?” You chirped in.

“No, um, I’ll get it.” Sidney looks at you and Tatum, indicating for the both of you to follow her.

“Gotcha..” You mouthed at her, grabbing ahold of Tatum’s hand, forcing her to get up and follow you towards Sidney and the three of you went out the door.

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Sidney placed the phone up against her ear, her nerves screaming to be let out, “H-Hello?” She stutters.

“Hello, Sidney.” The killer spoke.

“NO, NO!” She yells, gripping the sides of her head. 

You and Tatum rushed to her side, holding her, keeping her from freaking out anymore. 

“Poor Billy-boyfriend.” 

Sidney quickly placed the phone down, clicking the speaker button, so everyone could hear. 

“An innocent guy doesn’t stand a chance with you.”

“Leave me alone!” She yells, starting to hyperventilate. 

“DEWEY!” Mrs. Riley rushes off to get her son. 

“Looks like you fingered the wrong guy…Again.”

“Who are you?” 

“Hang up, Sid.” Tatum ushers her friend as you rubbed her arm, trying to support her. 

“Don’t worry, Sidney. You’ll find out soon enough. I promise.” The killer gloats, taking a heavy-breath. “Oh, and (Y/n), Sweetheart, I hope you found the gift a real heart stopper~”

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Slasher Blog Masterlist

Hey y’all! If you’re on my page you’re probably into slashers so I figured I’d do a list of other blogs in this fandom that I visit frequently. Keep in mind that most of these are 18+ so please respect that! Also this is super fucking long but if you’re on this list I love you and your blog. <3

Writing:

@slasherhaven - one of the ogs and the most writing I’ve seen on any slasher blog so far; I check their page daily lmao

@brandnewhuman - super nice and writes awesome stuff, I’m a big fan

@pass-me-the-knife - writing and memes 10/10

@suicidalslasher - mainly writes scream but has some really good poly! Ghost face smut

@lovelyhalloween - I love their writing style so you should def check them out

@slasherlouvre - has some top tier nsfw for you horny little freaks

@etherealbimbo - their poly!ghost face nsfw makes me blush, another 10/10

@smashin-the-slashers -another awesome slasher x reader blog

@joelsgeetar - their blog is so chaotic and I fucking love it 10/10

@horrorstories123 - they make some really sweet stuff that makes my heart go awooooo

@slasherrrz - another really good blog with some angst that I re-read over and over again

@slasher-lovers-blog - this person writes and draws and they’re so talented

@mehidktbh - this one’s for you bo Sinclair lovers (aka me) v v good

@slashersins - mostly nsfw but it’s all so well written, another 10/10

@mistertiberius - tons of top notch Sinclair stuff, I’ve read every single one of their works and would def recommend

@sunkendreams - THE BEST SMUT ON THIS APP PERIOD; seriously go check them out

@ffanciulla - another stupendous slasher writer, their bo Sinclair stuff has me 🥵🤤

@f1nalboys - also does lost boys for you vampire lovers (and slashers too)

@bloodybrahms - another OG with some classic writings

@slasherwife - unfortunately inactive but their account is still up so please go read the old works, I’ve read them all more than once

@early20sfailingplenty - A+ house of wax blog, which is my favorite slasher film if you can’t tell

@angelisoffline - some real good headcanons here, once again I’ve read them all

@fernweh-writes - I love this blog v much and their headcanons make me so soft <3

@sinfulwrites - 10/10 smut, gimme them dirty slasher bois

@lebenspurpur - they write for a TON of people and I’m here for it

@multifandomwritings - this blog has a ton of content for slasher as well as other fandoms if you’re looking for a multi blog

@stay-outta-my-blood-circle - this blog has a bunch of complete stories rather than just headcanons and one shots. I’d recommend “90 days” personally!

@slasherfucker - you can probably tell by the name but this blog is full of the 18+ goods if you know what I mean ;)

@the-slasher-files - awesome writing and they commissioned the coolest art piece (it’s their icon)

@friendly-alien-fucker - this is a yautja (predator) blog but it’s also very good

@frenziedslashers - I literally discovered them cause of this post and I’m about to read the whole damn Masterlist (esp the bo stuff👀)

Art:

@masks-n-steel - so fucking talented; feeds my jason loving soul

@osirisisv - please check them out their art is so good, 10/10

@irregularsweater - I go to this page when I need to smile because they have the funniest shit on there

@roachcult - one of the best artists on here, no cap, I’ve commissioned them and it was so worth it

@the-thot-clown - another very gifted artist who’s art I adore

@cursed-buffet-29 - this one is a monsterfucker blog but if you like slashers imma assume you’re a monsterfucker too, even if you haven’t admitted it yet lmao

@vertropolis - best yautja art I’ve ever seen fr

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Partners in justice masterlist

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Summery:In his senior year of high school, Damian Wayne has to work with the new Batgirl Y/N L/N in more ways than one. Will they become friends, rivals, or more?

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Alice & Jasper Masterlist

Youngest Shadow- Alice Cullen x reader x Jasper Hale

Introduction!

The first movie

Chapter One- Two Sisters, Dad

Chapter Two- First Day

Chapter Three- Crash It

Chapter Four- Field Trips

Chapter Five- Sick Days

Chapter Six- Confirming Us

Chapter Seven- Meet Again

Chapter Eight- The Game

Chapter Nine- Memories

Chapter Ten- Home

The Second Movie

Chapter One- Birthday Wishes

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Started: July 20th, 2023

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