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"Where is he?", I say to Leoht. "I have no idea. You know what Hero? Why dont you go wait outside? Ill keep looking around in here". I look at him in surprise, and a bit of hurt. Was he kicking me out? "Ok", I say. I walk back to the entrance and notice a lot of people drinking. Now im glad im leaving, i dont want to deal with the noise. And i shouldnt be around alcohol anyways, im still 18. So is Leoht, but hes keeling his distance as well. I walk out the doors and look around, its pitch black and a bit cold. I make sure my coat is buttoned up properly and use my fire to stay warm. Suddenly i hear voices. I look over and see ..."Vies?" I say in absolute shock. He's...talking to a security guard. No he's.... arguing with him! I quickly walk over to them. "Let me in! I was literally already in there but i had to step out for a little while. Come on man, please?". He doesnt notice me walking to him. "Sorry kid, youre not old enough for this place. Youre not even 18". The guard says. "Im 17! That should be good enough. And i already told you! Ive been in there already! Look at me! Im fucking drunk!". My eyes widen in disbelief. Vies is drunk?! He shouldn't be drinking in the first place. The security guard looks just as taken aback. "You... Well then you definitely shouldn't fo back in there! Youre not supposed to be drinking, and youre definitely not supposed to be drunk". Im right behind Vies now, I put my hand on his shoulder. He tenses then looks behind him. The guard notices his reaction and says, "Whoa there. Hey kid, do you know this guy?" He eyes me, trying to gauge if im a threat to Vies. I quickly take my hand off of Vies' shoulder to show that i mean no harm. But im impressed that he was so quick to react. Its admirable that even though Vies has technically done something illegal, hes still looking out for his safety. Vies turns around and looks at me, slight recognition flashing in his eyes. I look at him, concerned. Yeah hes drunk, hes definitely drunk. Thats not good. Vies turns back to the guard and says loudly, "yes, yes i do. This is my boyfriend. Dont worry, im safe." My eyes widen and i feel a faint blush rising to my cheeks. What did he just call me? The guard relaxes a bit, looks at me and says, "well alright. You should probably get this guy out of here. He cant be here, and maybe take him to the hospital too. He looks pretty out of it." I nod and am about to take Vies' hand but stop. Yes he called me his boyfriend, but that doesn't necessarily mean i can touch him. As if reading my thoughts, Vies looks at me in his peripheral vision, puts his arms out, and does a sort of trust fall back into me. "whoa", I say as I quickly catch him. Vies starts laughing, "glad you caught me Hero. That wouldve hurt." I let a shaky sigh of relief. "Yeah, me too", i say as lift him into a standing position. I lead him away from the door and then stop. What am i supposed to do with him now? Hes the villian. I look at him and see that hes completely out of it. Hes just staring straight ahead. My stomach twists with worry. Im glad i got to him before anyone else did, hes way too vulnerable right now. And what was he doing drinking? Who even gave them to him? Me and Leoht arent able to drink, and Vies doesn't look older than us! What the hell?! I let out a frustrated sigh and lead him to the police car. I open the door and help him inside. He doesn't seem to register what's happening. I close the door gently and pull out my phone to call Leoht. It ribgs once before he picks up. "Yeah?" " I got him, hes in the car now" "What? Already? We just got here!" "Yeah I know, it was ...pretty easy. But let's get going, I dont want to stay here any longer than we have to." "Agreed. Im coming out to meet you" He hangs up. I sigh and get in the passenger seat in the front of the car. I look back at Vies, hes fast asleep. I smile slightly at seeing him so relaxed, but I'm still very concerned about his wellbeing. Leoht gets in the car and puts the key in the ignition. He notices Vies in the back and says, "Wow, i didnt realize you knocked him out that fast. Good job Hero". "Wha- I didn't....no, no I didn't do that. He's- he's drunk, very drunk". Leohts eyes widen and he looks back at Vies with an incredulous look. Then back to the windshield. "Well damn, let's get him to a hospital then. Theres no way we're taking him like this." He starts backing out of our parking spot. "Yeah" I say. "Lets do that". We drive away

No joke i wrote the plot of a book with this sort of scenario at the start 😂

“Hey Hannah! How are things going with your future hubby!” “Hey Ash- Wait a second, did you just say, ‘future hubby’? What do you mean? I’m not engaged.” I say, raising an eyebrow at her as her face shifts into a confused look. “You announced it yesterday. You emailed it to all of us and said that Micheal proposed the other day so you’ll be taking a break for a bit.” My eyes widen. Fuck. “Oh yeah!” I say, chuckling awkwardly. “I had a few things to catch up on, so I kinda forgot to tell you.. Yeah! I forgot!” I say, knowing I’m just lying through my teeth here. “You forgot? Girl if I even get engaged, I’d be screaming about it till the marriage!” I sigh. That piece of shit. I’m going to give him a piece of my mind after my little chit-chat with Ashley. A few minutes later, Ashley gets a call from her boyfriend and has to go. Works out for me. The sooner we finish, the sooner I can kick Micheal’s ass.

Maria: I sigh. “I’m sorry. I just need to walk home alone today..” I mutter before smiling softly at him. “Have a good night. Enjoy the party.” I say, turning on my heel and walking away. As I walk, I can’t shake the feeling that someone or something is behind me. I look around, but nothing’s there. Aaron: When she leaves the ballroom, I immediately follow behind her. There are a lot of people here and obviously someone or something’s gonna bother her, I slowly follow behind her, making sure I’m not in sight. I see her look around and quickly hid behind a wall, peeking out slightly. She turns back around and I run my hands through my hair. Safe.

Tears fill my eyes as I attempt to grab his hand. “Please, J-Jacob- I’m so sorry for what I did- J-just p-please, grab m-my hand..” His face shifts from smugly smirking at me, to a look of sympathy. “Oh Maria..” He says, grabbing my hand and a smile plasters my face till I feel him let go. I can faintly see that same smirk returning. It feels like seconds. I’m gonna die. Something, someone. Save me..

TW MENTIONS OF SA, SWEARING, STRUGGLES WITH MENTAL HEALTH, DOMESTIC ABUSE “Margaret Rose Grahmbs. You WILL marry him. I am your father, and you will do as I say, **do you understand?**” Watching Maggie tremble like that under our stupid fucking stepfather made me livid. Fourteen. The girl- no, the **child** was fourteen, and John wanted to marry her off to some twenty something year old for money. “John, p-please.. I don’t want him to touch me..” I’LL FINISH IT LATER YALL

Guys I'm actually here early... someone summon the writers!!

I watched as a soldier plunged his sword into her abdomen. She instantly swiped her blade at his chest, causing the identity-less soldier to collapse on the ground. It was a deep injury, which surely would have struck his heart. I could see her chest rising frantically and she stumbled. Of course, she was still alive; she would never go down without a fight. Blood dripped from her mouth as she caught my eyes in the distance. I hurried to her and steadied her trembling body. “Amara-” she gasped, gripping my hands tighter. I stared into her wide shining eyes as my stomach twisted. I gazed down towards the sea as the waves crashed against the cliff’s surface. I had to do it now, yet I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t live with myself if I did it. I stared at her relief-written face as I looked over the edge once again. All it would take was one push- Her brows furrowed as she followed my gaze. “Amara...what-” I pushed her body with an unexpected amount of force. Maybe it was my mission that gave me strength, or maybe it was the need to end this war she started. I watched her fall, a hand outstretched as betrayal glistening in her eyes which I would never witness again. I took a shaky breath as I watched her body hit the waves. So did mine, as I stepped over the edge and willingly fell to the same fate.

reminds me of garroth from MCD… god, i loved that series when i was a kid. it’s so hard to believe i’m turning 21 next month. it feels like those days were just months ago.

My ocs story is like this

Moon Knight!!! With the Scarab!!

I watched as a soldier plunged his sword into her abdomen. She instantly swiped her blade at his chest, causing the identity-less soldier to collapse on the ground. It was a deep injury, which surely would have struck his heart. I could see her chest rising frantically and she stumbled. Of course, she was still alive; she would never go down without a fight. Blood dripped from her mouth as she caught my eyes in the distance. I hurried to her and steadied her trembling body. “Amara-” she gasped, gripping my hands tighter. I stared into her wide shining eyes as my stomach twisted. I gazed down towards the sea as the waves crashed against the cliff’s surface. I had to do it now, yet I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t live with myself if I did. I stared at her relief-written face as I looked over the edge once more. All it would take was one push- Her brows furrowed as she followed my gaze. “Amara...what-” I pushed her body with an unexpected amount of force. Maybe it was my mission that gave me strength, or maybe it was the need to end this war she started. I watched her fall, a hand outstretched as betrayal glistened in her eyes which I would never witness again. I took a shaky breath as I watched her body hit the waves. So did mine, as I stepped over the edge and willingly fell to the same fate.

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I walk to the throne room. Radiating a confidence that contradicts how I really feel inside. A cool and calm composure. I'm filled with fury as my maid informs me of what is happening I barge into the throne room, throwing the doors open. I find my younger sister Lucy, who is merely 16 years old, standing in front of the King, our "father", with her head held down. I see the tears she is holding back The scene makes my blood boil. I scan the room and analyze how to move and which Knight I should take from. I've been practicing after all. I knew that good for nothing, greedy king would only thing about himself. I knew this would happen With swift moves I steal the knights sword and in a second I point it at the king's throat. I speak in a voice, loud and clear, a voice filled with venom that I don't try to hide "You do not touch my siblings. boy or girl, They marry who they want and when they want. We made a deal father. I do whatever u want. I will be your pawn. but you do NOT get to use my siblings" I could see it in his eyes. The panic, yet a hint of amusement. How I wish to slash it off his face. "I will marry this man. Show him. I will not stand and abide you selling off my sister to a man much older than her for a mere contract" "Are you really going to kill me here? With everyone watching?" the king says. I reply, while inching the blade further into his throat "Do not underestimate me father. I don't mind rotting in jail if it means my siblings be free of your greed. Now will you show me this man or should move this blade more. You know what will happen" part 2???? (I plan to turn the fiancé into the lover)

“Stop making such a fuss, and go with him,” says the King, my dad-glaring at my younger sister, Ariana. “This-dad, this was not part of the deal.” She let out a sob. “Ari, listen to me very carefully-in this world, everybody cheats. As they say, all’s fair in love and war. And, of course, this is for the kingdom. For us.” How fake could he get? Apparently I didn’t know yet. I was so mad at him. After all his promises, after he swore on the crown he’d not sell her to some lousy prince, if I agreed to this damned marriage-I don’t know what made me do it-or why I did it, even-but after remaining glued to the spot for what felt like eternity, I’d made my way to the guard nearest the doorway, and snatched his sword away from him. “Your highness-“ he started, but I must’ve given him a death stare, because he dared not say anything else after that. I marched up to my father, sword held high, and with everyone staring in amazement, and horror, or both-I raised the sword to his neck. I’d not been very well trained in the art of swordplay, but I’d heard about it, and I’d watched my mum practising all the time. I’m surprised the blade didn’t scratch me in my carelessness when snatching it. “You promised,” I said, in a soft voice just above a whisper, but in the silence, my voice seemed to carry across the room. “You swore on the crown, father. If you even try to get my sister”-I nodded towards Ariana-“sold to that prince, against her will-I’ll have your head severed and put on display near the throne.”

I love this

Shall I make a Teruko and Fukuchi au 🍡

Why do ur videos hit so hard 😭

I glance down at the object piercing my abdomen. A sword. Coated in my own deep, greasy blood and I barely manage to hack up a weak breath. “J-Jaiden?..” I ask, dazed, confused and slightly shaky. “W-why did you-“ I’m cut off as her hand grabs mine and I grasp at her hand but she lets go. An act which caused a shaky breath as I felt the wind rush past me. The last thing I can catch a glimpse of is her stone cold face but something I didn’t catch?.. The tears mercilessly streaking her cheeks and pounding at the floor. Jaiden swallows. “I’m so sorry..” She speaks wearily into thin air as the words leave her mouth.

I don't really understand but it sounds cool 😅

I fall, shocked. Memories come flooding back as I stare at Brianna’s hard face, memories about how she shoved that sword through my abdomen. Why did I think it would be a good idea to help her up? It’s crazy how everything feels to slow down as I fall. The floor is so far away yet so close. I shouldn’t end like this. It’s not fair. But I know this time, I won’t survive. I bolt upright in bed, sweat beading on my forehead and my breaths coming in pants. Oh my… It was just a dream. Just.. just a dream. A text pings from my phone and I eagerly answer it as a distraction. But then my heart drops as I stare at the screen. It’s a text from Brianna, saying ‘ Hey Maddie. Can you meet me at the cliff? I have something important to tell you. ‘

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Mufasa and scar core

Betrayal I say indeed love your vids❤

HI JAYLEE!

Okay that’s just adorable

I know everyone and their dog is mentioning Hawks and Lady Nagant, but IT’S TRUUUUE!

“No I won’t! I won’t! That creep looks at me weird and hurts my friends! All my friends hate me cause he wouldn’t give them space!” Abby screams at the king. “Stop acting like a brat you-“ The idiot of a king. I can see Abby in pain. She had to be extraordinary….just to live to the other sisters. Abby was visibly enraged. Her fists were shaking….. She wants blood… Suddenly, her hands swings straight to the kings face. A red mark was visible on the kings cheek. “You bit-“he says. His voice makes me shudder. He grabs a near by flower vase. The flowers scatter around Abby and on her face. The thorns scar her face. Blood drips on to the newly polished marble floor….it wasn’t from the roses. He had smashed the vase onto Abby’s head. “What the- why would you do that you- you imbecile!!!” Abby screams, on the verge of tears. “Don’t use that word….” He was ready for more blood. The knights, the servants, they all wanted to help….but their fear of the king was stopped them. Cowards. I knew I had to do something… I stole Crown Guard Corvens sword. I would handle it myself…. (I will do a part 2 if anyone wants me to. Just reply. This was tiring)

“No I won’t! I won’t! That creep looks at me weird and hurts my friends! All my friends hate me cause he wouldn’t give them space!” Abby screams at the king. “Stop acting like a brat you-“ The idiot of a king. I can see Abby in pain. She had to be extraordinary….just to live to the other sisters. Abby was visibly enraged. Her fists were shaking….. She wants blood… Suddenly, her hands swings straight to the kings face. A red mark was visible on the kings cheek. “You bit-“he says. His voice makes me shudder. He grabs a near by flower vase. The flowers scatter around Abby and on her face. The thorns scar her face. Blood drips on to the newly polished marble floor….it wasn’t from the roses. He had smashed the vase onto Abby’s head. “What the- why would you do that you- you imbecile!!!” Abby screams, on the verge of tears. “Don’t use that word….” He was ready for more blood. The knights, the servants, they all wanted to help….but their fear of the king was stopped them. Cowards. I knew I had to do something… I stole Crown Guard Corvens sword. I would handle it myself…. (I will do a part 2 if anyone wants me to. Just reply. This was tiring)

Oml im invisioning a whole love triangle trope book-

YASSS TOPH❤❤ I LUV ATLA🎉🎉

I AM NOT TOPH I AM MELON LORD

I’m going to make a pov but I have little time right now sorry “Remember your promise father?” My voice was laced with venom, but I really didn’t care. “You marry me off, not them.” The king, her father, flashed her a look. “Very well, Kae, as you wish, you will be married off.” One of the youngest sons, only age four, ran over and gripped her leg. “No sissy! Don’t leave us!!” My eyes softened from the ice cold venomous stare I was giving King Bernard and she crouched down to him, “Its okay David, It’s what I have to do.” I then picked him up and walked over to Markham, the eldest son, and I whispered in his ear, “You must take care of them.” Five likes for part two!! Got to go byeee sorry! Part two, Sorry I was busy, Thank you all so much for the likes!! Markham gave me a glance and whispered back, “I can’t take care of them like you can, but I’ll try.” David gripped me even tighter and he grumbled, “You aren’t leaving, you are the heir.” I let out a long sigh “Yes I am, but the king is going to have someone pay him in order for that someone to marry me. It’s because we are tight on money.” I still gripped the sword in one hand, I knew my way with a sword, better than most guards here, only the King’s strongest Royal Guard can beat me, and that’s only barely. I set David down and walked toward the king, pointing my sword to the ground as I approached him. I stood in front of him, challenging him, his guards stiffened and readied their weapons. “You can marry me off, but I am still heir of Laraiesen, not even you can change that.” I stood tall, daring him to argue. He snarled back, “Remember, I am the king of Laraiesen, you are nothing compared to me.” I raised a brow, “Ha, we will see about that, but go ahead, marry me off, I don’t mind.” He narrowed his eyes, “Oh don’t worry, I will.” 35 likes for Part Three!! Y’all can do it!

ummmmmmm kinda sounds like caraval

This reminds me of Daindreths assassin a little

This gave me goosebumps!!! This would be such a great idea for a book!

then the elder sister takes the throne and banishes the king because due to his cruel acts toward the kingdom and the kingdom prospers

"Please, father dont, ill be helpful i swear" the youngest princess (Victoria) pleaded, begging on her knees infront of the king, hot tears were streaming down her face and a strangled sob escaped her parted lips as she looked up at her father's stern and uncaring face. "Please..." She begged, then a sharp voice spoke up from behind her "Remeber your promise. *Father*" Alice, the eldest princess was standing behind victoria. She moved forwards, s knight's sword held in her hands. She pressed the edge of the blade against the king's throat, right in the middle of the carotid artery on the left side. "Keep your word or you wont speak another" she said, not a single hint of fear in her gaze. "Guards!" The king called, but none of the armoured men moved a single muscle. They all knew exactly how quick the king would die if they tried to save him. "Fine! But there will be consequences for your disobiediance, Alice" the king said. "You are all dissmissed!" He called. Alice walked to her younger sister and offered her a hand, when she accepted pulling her up. She placed the sword against the wall and led Victoria out of the throne room

Could you do one with Die with a Smile by Bruno Mars next, please?

And then the person wanting to confess to the person decides to kiss them to get they're attention🦋✨️🦋

Are u reading people’s ai chats? 😂😂😂😂

I draw the sword from a nearby armor stand, glaring at my fathers harsh cold face. I shield my sister behind my back, protecting her in case he has anyone attack. I hold up the sword near his neck, lightly pinching his collarbone with the blade. Only then does he seem to realize the heat of the situation. “W-what are you doing?!” He sputters out, clearly trying to keep an authoritative tone but I can easily sense the panic written all over his face. “You made a promise!” My words echo across the empty walls that were once filled with light, but that was before the accident. “Don’t. Forget you place father. Me and you both know that it won’t end well.” I speak calmly, lowering the sword as my dad’s neck falls down in defeat. “Fine!” The annoyance in his tone is clear as day, but I accept it nonetheless. PART 2???

Yor and loid.....

Chronic fanfictioner, so I did change it a bit~ spoilers for Ace Attorney: Spirit of Justice! I stare down the barrel of rhe rifle. The floor is cold beneath my bare feet, but the rosary in my hand is colder. I should feel afraid, right? This soldier who looks me in the eye, ready to slaughter me, should scare me. But there is nothing left to fear. I look to Apollo. He is afraid enough for two, poor little brother. I can see his hands tremble in the air. Rayfa, too. Sweet, sweet Rayfa-- fourteen, with the weight of this rotting kingdom on her little shoulders. I can see her shake. She's waking from dreams into nightmares. She knows, she knows, she knows her false mother is a tyrant and her true father is dead. I let out a soft sigh. I've failed her. Didn't I see her soft jade eyes and promise myself I'd keep her safe? Didn't I see my little sister and swear to be her shield? My mother-- my mother, my Queen Amara, the heart of my dead father still beating-- was collapsed on this floor. I can see our shared features reflected in the pool of her blood, starting to stain the ornate tile. The wretch who usurped her throne didn't hesitate to have her shot in this courtroom. Why do I hesitate to strike her down, that queen of treachery and atrocity? Am I not an executioner? Did I not send my father to his death? My hands crackle against their iron restraints, warding bands snapped around my wrists for nine years now. My father is dead. My father was murdered. I put on my best smile, fluttering my folding fan like a good child. Nine years now, I have allowed myself to be bent and shaped and molded to the perfect blade. Nine years of dancing to protect my mother and sister. Now I'll dance for the hell of it. No harm in a courtesan having one last dance... "...Ga'ran." She does not deserve a title. My smile widens to bare fangs. "Surely you know that a dragon never yields?" I raise my fan, and the warding bands shatter. Flames engulf me, the witness stand, the courtroom. I laugh, I scream, I sob. They will not do actual harm, I know-- just a trick of the light that my father taught me long ago. But it is convincing, and I let myself weep with utter joy and grief as I see Apollo grab Rayfa's hand and run, run, run. The flames lick along me, hot but tame. I feel my braided hair come undone, singed as it falls to my shoulders, consumed as the bloodprice for saving them. Nobody can touch me. No lewd hand, no wanting eye. I am nobody's son, nobody's daughter. I am the wildfire that will consume the rotting forest. I am the Wrestflame Pyre. My name is Nahyuta Sahdmadhi Khura'in. And I swear upon my beloved father to burn Ga'ran and her damned empire to ash. In

Akutagawa and Atsushi 😓😓

Was it to one direction though

Fathers voice rings through room. Cold. Iron. Hard. He doesn't see the mere 15 year old girl on her knees crying. He never does. I grit my teeth. Heather quivers "Father, please! Henry - he's cruel! He's brutal! Please!" "Silence!"My father cuts her off, "You forget your place. As mine. And Henry's." In that instant, my fist buckles into the startled knight's nose, and I steal his sword. It feels good to see the fear on my father's face. "She is no one's! " I roar. "She is too young! Do you think Henry will listen when she says no? Did you think? Did you?" Father gestures to the guards. At an instant, twelve men have blades at my throat. My eyes narrow. "It's either Mary or you, Joan." He smirks. I smirk back,"Oh, I'll marry him. And I'll poison him too." Father stands," I'm sure you will. I'll enjoy the game." I smile, reiterating our sovereign motto, 'For the venom of the game'.

It’s toph!!!’n

Ok but the way you were able to make the younger sister look genuinely younger is pretty talented. 🫶

MY LADY JANE OMFG YES