prison within

He said “I’ll always love you, through the good and the bad”. Then the bad turned to worse and the good disappeared entirely and suddenly he didn’t love her anymore. Because it was too much for him, he was emotionally drained. He left, and with him, the last good thing in her life. But she doesn’t blame him. She’d leave too if she could.
—  A prison within me.

MYCROFT: I warned you explicitly: no-one was to talk to her alone.

MYCROFT: Eurus doesn’t just talk to people. She … reprograms them. Anyone who spends time with her is automatically compromised.

MYCROFT: She won’t talk. She won’t communicate with anyone in any way. She has passed beyond our view. There are no words that can reach her now.

At the end of TFP, Mycroft seems to be suggesting that Eurus has somehow—shock? trauma?—lost her relationship to language.  According to him, not only won’t she speak, but she cannot even understand what is spoken to her. 

On my first viewing, this bugged me, because it reduces Eurus to an entirely passive, almost animalistic figure.  It seems like the narrative, having gotten what it needed out of her, is now simply disposing of her.  She will go back to her madhouse and never be heard from again.  In her speechlessness, it will be easy to forget that she ever existed.

But the more I watch TFP, the more I doubt whether we are meant to take Mycroft’s statement here at face value.  All we really know is that Eurus hasn’t spoken since the events at Sherrinford.  I’ve come to think that this is a deliberate choice on Eurus’s part.  The show makes it pretty clear that she controls people by talking to them, so to me it makes sense that going mute is a kind of penance for her… or at least a reassurance that she has abandoned her powers of verbal manipulation.

Mycroft is wrong about a lot in this episode, and I personally find the idea of Eurus silencing herself by choice to be more satisfying and meaningful. I think the violin duet sequence was meant to make it clear that Eurus had *not* “passed beyond our view”, and that Mycroft was wrong about her once again.

MYCROFT: A prison within a prison. Eurus must be allowed the strict minimum of human interaction.

Eurus’s manipulative powers are so great that Mycroft deemed it unsafe to allow anyone to interact with her.  It is only thanks to her silence that she can be allowed any visitors at all.  It makes sense, then, that she voluntarily gives up her voice as a kind of peace offering, in exchange for which she is at last allowed visits with Sherlock and the rest of her family.

The clock has been turned back on racial progress in America, though scarcely anyone seems to notice. All eyes are fixed on people like Barack Obama and Oprah Winfrey, who have defied the odds and risen to power, fame, and fortune. For those left behind, especially those within prison walls, the celebration of racial triumph in America must seem a tad premature. More black men are imprisoned today than at any other moment in our nation’s history. More are disenfranchised today than in 1870, the year the Fifteenth Amendment was ratified prohibiting laws that explicitly deny the right to vote on the basis of race. Young black men today may be just as likely to suffer discrimination in employment, housing, public benefits, and jury service as a black man in the Jim Crow era–discrimination that is perfectly legal, because it is based on one’s criminal record.
—  Michelle Alexander, The New Jim Crow

Long before Atem defeated the Thief King and banished Zorc, he found a prisoner hidden within the tombs, sealed inside as a captive by the previous Pharaoh because unknown to the child, his Ka was bound to the spirit of the Winged Guardian of Ra. The tomb raider set the captive free, gave him the stolen Millennium Rod and persuaded him to stay and join his cause, not fully sure how to unlock his potential to use against the Pharaoh, but determined to do so. 

Torture in New Zealand Prisons: A Briefing

No Pride in Prisons is pleased to announce its new booklet, Torture in New Zealand Prisons: A Briefing. 

Check out the blurb: 

This booklet draws together the findings of reports made by the Office of the Ombudsman in its investigations of four New Zealand prisons. Using these reports, No Pride in Prisons researchers provide an account, in plain language, of the ongoing abuse and mistreatment of prisoners. Contextualising this information within historical trends, they also tell the stories of prisoners who have contacted No Pride in Prisons, reminding us how this treatment is a lived reality for far too many people. Together, these accounts demonstrate the disturbing but undeniable existence of widespread torture in New Zealand prisons.

Copies of the booklet can be found online for free here, and hard copies can be purchased for $5 by emailing info@noprideinprisons.org.nz. 

  • what i say: i'm fine
  • what i mean: how does the justice system of the harry potter world function? are there jails besides azkaban for smaller crimes, or does one have to deal with crushing terror for peeing on a bush? why was barty crouch allowed to be involved in his own son's trial? is there any form of ethical training that goes into the ministry? also, how does azkaban work? are there human guards as well as dementors, or can dementors function well enough to feed prisoners or take them to visitation areas? if there are wizards or aurors who work within the prison system do they have to deal with constant feeling of dread from their coworker dementor jim just hanging out? what is the fugitive protocol? why were there no clear visible figures trying to find sirius, just dementors around hogwarts? can dementors function the same as u.s. marshals? is that what they're a metaphor for as well as depression? how did the law enforcement of the wizarding world close a case after finding only a man's finger, how did--

Collection One
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Obsession

    Safe for work, yandere
    Kanato, Laito and Ayato, Subaru and Shuu

         You had caught his attention, as he found himself maddened and addicted to you. There could be no other substitute to satisfy that which he craved, as he determined he would own you.

Kanato
         A suggestion was placed on you, his words trapped within your mind, as it played over and over, and laced itself around you. Whilst your stood frozen, his words had wound an invisible thread around your body, as it left it in a state of paralysis that frightened you. As your body felt like lead, and your words got caught in your throat.
   Kanato chuckled behind you, a soft, low and sinister sound that had a cold shiver that ran down your spine. And yet your body remained still as you shivered within and your senses grew painfully acute. As you listened to Kanato walk closer; his foot steps sounded hollowly throughout the classroom. He taunted you, has he put emphasis on your helplessness against him, as you felt his cold fingertips run just underneath the hem of your uniform skirt.
    A whimper of protest got stuck in your throat, as you wondered why, why did Kanato take this sudden and dark turn.
   "Your eyes are wide with such fear and tears, it’s a rather adorable sight.“ He took pleasure in the trapped torment contained in your eyes, which now served as a window into your emotions. Which you were unable to convey through your voice or actions,
    "It’s just so delightful isn’t it? To be my doll, so helpless and silently unable to flee from me.” He stood in front of you, his pastel violet eyes peered deep into your own, as that drank in the sight of your tears as they gathered and slowly ran down the curve of your cheeks to your chin. Where they dropped onto the floor, as he drew closer and his breath brushed up against your skin, as it gave you chills.
    Kanato’s tongue was wet and soft against your flesh as he licked up a salty tear and caused you to internally squirm and whimper. You had become a prisoner within your own body at the mercy of Kanato’s whims. And as he pulled away and your eyes met his, you pleaded as more tears rapidly ran down your cheeks for him to release you.
    “They got to close to you, everyone has, I can smell their scent lingering on your skin, in your hair and clothes.” The corners of Kanato’s lips pulled down into a frown, before they quickly turned back up, as he reached out his small and slender hand. Which he rested on your cheek, his touch unnaturally cold, as spoke, his voice held a mocked innocence whilst his words delivered something sinister,
     "I’ll dirty you, and mark you everywhere so that the only scent which remains is my own. That’s what want isn’t it? I can see the way your eyes plead for such things.“ Kanato mistook the beg for mercy in your eyes as a plead for him, as his hand ran down unhurried along your jaw to your chin, wet with fresh tears. And ran his hand back towards your throat, where his hand lingered, as he felt your quicker pulse throb beneath his fingertips.
      The thoughts of your blood as it pumped throughout your body, so warm and sweet made his mouth water, as his fangs ached and yearn to pierce your skin. As his threat grew dry and his stomach felt empty,
     "Shall I begin?” He rhetorically questioned, has his fingertips ran down to the bow of your uniform, his thimble fingers undid it with ease as he pulled it away. The silk material ran over your skin, as it taunted you, and you inwardly shuttered, as your breath hitched. As the sharp intake of air created a soft and subtle sound Kanato’s ears picked up on.
    “Your getting just as excited as I am aren’t you? Don’t fret I’ll break you, and I’ll love you, till you so hauntingly, beautiful broken.” So sickly sweet, his words were like poison honey that they seemed to drape onto you and sunk down into your core. As his hand ran down to your shirt, which he begun to unbutton.

Laito and Ayato
         "Little Bitch, Your the one to blame, tempting me with such false innocence. I yearn to see the desired stained woman which is your true nature.“ Laito’s words echoed in the empty school hallway as you bolted, as your legs became weaker with each step. And the blood rushed in your ears has you heard the own painful pound of your heart within your chest. As your breaths pasted your parted, dry lips in short, uneven raspy pants, that your lungs were already starved for. Whilst the air you were able to inhale burned, and your body became overcome by quivers, till your knees locked up and the ground rushed to meet you. As the world around you spun and shook, as images split into two and darkness danced on the edge of your vision,
    "It doesn’t matter where you run, Yours Truly will always find you, your blood calls to me.” Ayato sounded close, as his cocky and rough voice contrasted Laito’s own smooth and playful tone. As you laid on the ground, as their taunts became louder with each seconds that passed, unable to make another move.
   "Nfu, just look at our Bitch-chan, what an erotic look it is for her.“ Laito purred to his brother, his angular green eyes remained fixated on you where you lay collapsed on the floor. With your clothes ripped close to shreds as they barely hung on your frame and exposed the bite marks that decorated your breasts and thighs. As blood still trickled from it and seeped into the shreds of your uniform,
    "Oi she belongs to Yours Truly!” Ayato snapped as he drew closer, and reached down to wrap his hand around your throats so that he could left you from the ground, as he crushed your neck. As your already air starved lungs began to scream as the last bit of air within you pasted your lips in a meek whimper.
    “That’s the face, show me more of it.” Ayato commanded, as his smirk grew to expose his fangs, and your hands twitched to weak to be able to reach yo and claw at Ayato’s grasp. As your eyes began to roll back into your eyes and the darkness closed in, when two arms wrapped tightly around your waist.
     "Carful, brother otherwise our Bitch-chan can’t tell us who she prefers.“ As Ayato’s grasp on your throat loosened at Laito’s words and you gasped, as you took in gulps of air which burned your chest. As a slew of pleads and whispers poured past your lips, which caused Laito to click his tongue in disapproval, when Ayato’s snarled out,
    "What the hell do you mean hentai?!” The sight of you slumped in Laito’s arms enraged Ayato,
    “I mean let’s find out through talking to the Little Bitch’s body to see who she wants more. Nfu~ I can assure you that I can give you so much love.” Laito moaned in your ear, as Ayato pressed himself against you, as he grabbed onto your hips and smirked down at you,
    “I’m the very best so your goi to belong to me, I’ll teach your body to desire only me!” Ayato bragged against your lips which he roughly claimed with his own, and groaned against them as he forced your lips open and tasted you. As you heard Laito’s voice drop, his his hands ran lower,
    “I wouldn’t be so sure about that, now tell us who do you desire the most, Bitch-chan?”

Subaru and Shuu
         Trapped between Shuu and Subaru, drenched in blood that wasn’t your own or theirs, as the memory replayed in your mind. Of the male classmate who had stood to close, their words too suggestive, but it had all been harmless till Subaru snapped the neck of the pour classmate. As their friend walked in to witness the her horrendous act has they heard your scream from within the music room. When Shuu acted quickly and ripped out their jugular, and blood poured and sprayed onto Shuu.
     Subaru quickly snapped,
     "Keep quiet or I’ll snap your neck.“ You placed your hands over your mouth, and muffled your cries, as you took several steps away from the two brothers and tripped over your own two feet. As you stumbled backwards and felt a chair at it pressed against the backs of your knees. When Shuu turned towards you, as his long legs ate up the distance between him and you, his blue eyes fixated on you. As you feel back onto the chair behind you,
     "We warned you to stay away.” Shuu muttered tiredly as he reached out to you and grabbed your wrist. Which he used to pull your body to his, as his arm encircled your waist and kept you pinned to him. Whilst the blood that soaked Shuu’s clothes seemed into yours, as you felt Subaru press against you from behind, his hands found your hips. His grasp tight on your hips as he slipped his hands into your skirt and made it fall down to your feet.
      Shuu’s hands contrasted Subaru’s actions as his hands ran under your bloodied stop, and ripped it, the buttons popped off as the cloth gave away. And fell to the floor, useless, as you became bare, trapped between Shuu and Subaru. Whilst their hands clawed at your tender skin, as they left behind red long marks, that made you yelp and whimper out their name. As you felt them strain against their pants whilst they pressed into you.
     "Now we will destroy everyone that gets too close to you.“ Subaru growled in your ear as he ensnared the outer shell between his fangs, as you shivered and writhed against them, bare and vulnerable. As Shuu groaned has his fingers ran along and snapped down to your hips and between your legs, where he parted them and lifted them up and around his waist. Whilst Subaru pulled away, and Shuu dipped you back, as he lavishly exposed you to his younger brother.
     "You’ll never escape from us ever again.” Subaru smirked down at you as Shuu mumbled,
     "Let’s see how quickly it takes for you to learn who is who.“ As Subaru pulled out a tie from his pocket and placed it over your eyes and blinded you as he lowly growled. His voice heavy with lust as he reminded you, as Shuu lifted your body back up to his own. And you felt Subaru chest against your backside,
    "Don’t you dare utter a single sound.” As his fangs grazed your shoulder, as he taunted you before he sunk his fangs deep into your flesh. Whilst Shuu claimed your lips and muffled your yelp of pain, as he took the chance to taste the inside of your mouth. Shuu moans poured into your mouth as Subaru groaned against your skin and the battle between the two over who would properly claim you first begun.

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Taste Me
    Safe for work, expect Shuu, vampire reader
    Shuu, Reiji, and Subaru

Shuu
    “You mine understand slut?” Shuu growled possessively, his voice rough with pain, as he let go of your waist and reached up to grab you by your hair and pull you away as you whimpered. Whilst his blood dropped from your soft lips and onto his bare chest, as he sat up pushing you onto himself, as your eyes widen and your body quivered at the feeling of him inside of suddenly.
    “No matter where you go, who you play with, you’ll always find yourself back here, tangled up and bloodied with me.” His words echoed in your mind as he pushed you onto your back, separating himself from you just as suddenly has he had joined with you. And whilst Shuu loomed over you with a smirk that showed his bloodied fangs, with the blood that you craved ran down his neck, cover his collar bone. As it reached his toned chest and trickled down before it dripped off of him and onto you. Who was just was bloodied, bruised and bitten that decorated your whole body, as you soft panted beneath him, your eyes darkened by blood thirst and lust that had yet t be quelled as he thrusted inside.
   Shuu filled you, stretched you as his hands found your hips and his drove his fingernails deep into flesh at it set the bite marks that littered your hips aflame. As you reached up and wrapped you arms around him and dug you nails into his backside as you closed your eyes. Whilst your pushed against him meeting his ever thrust deep within, and pushed against your inner wall and making you stomach bulge slightly with each powerful thrust inside of you. As your stomach clenched and you felt yourself tightening around him as his thrusts became more and more erratic, and he tossed his head back and let out a guttural groan of you name. Before he looked down at you, his darkened and hazy eyes meeting yours when his sights wondered down to your bounding breasts.
  “Blood and body, all of it, it belongs to me now, and you will not drink from another person or allow someone else to touch you.” Shuu darkly chuckled as he leaned down, pressing his body against yours, some of his weight causing you to sink into the bed just a little more. As you wrapped your legs around his waist, and racked you nails down Shuu’s backside as he shuttered and gasp.
   "Your my little slut.“ Shuu rasped, as you felt the coil inside of you clench into a tight ball that was minutes away from unraveling into a wave that would drown you.
   "Go ahead, loose yourself only for me.” He urged you, his voice heavy whilst his breath tickled your ear, as it brushed against your skin and made you squirm and it overcame you as Shuu stilled and let out a garbled groan on you name and he fulfilled you furthering your pleasure as it filled you in ways that you could never forget. As Shuu wrapped his arms around you and pulled you up as he fell backwards, pulling you on top of him, whilst the moon had already begun its path lower in the sky and this blood thirst that had driven Shuu and you into a state of madness. Which had been quelled at least as Shuu and you parted roughly, sweat and blood coating your bodies and as you  tried to pulled away, when Shuu’s arms that had wrapped around you waist tightened.
   "I meant what I said, never before have I made these claims and they aren’t false, your my slut.“

Reiji
         Dark crimson droplets pooled, its color contrasted the pale skin of its host, as it sparkled under the bright light of Reiji’s study. Which gave it the appearance of a glistening jewel, whilst the scent that only Reiji had filled the room and threatened to drive you to the brink of madnesses. As you took in deep quivering breaths, savoring Reiji’s scent as much as his flavor which lingered in your mouth.
    Running your tongue along your bottom lip, as you collected the drops before they could fall, whilst his hazy pink eyes followed its movements, and his breaths became shallow, rough pants. The pleasure of your fangs as they pierced his skin brought him at the edge as he felt that at any moment he would be washed away by an addicting current that coursed throughout his body. It was those fangs which appeared so delicate within your mouth as the tips pressed lightly against your bottom lip whilst you took in the sight of your husband below you, that he found himself yearning for most disgracefully; but his self control was slipping away. As pleads sat on the tip of his tongue, as Reiji no longer trusted himself to speak, but instead involuntary tilted his head back further into the pillow that rested beneath his head.
    Offering himself to you, this was his silent plead for more; that was the only conversation that pasted between him and you; desperate silent communication through ones own body language. As you leaned down over the small blood of blood, dipping your tongue into it as a shiver of delight raced down your spine to between your legs.
    Feeling the torn flesh as the source, as your cold tongue ran over the burning hot skin you felt Reiji shiver beneath you. As you pictured that face of primal pleasure, of his eyes hazed over and unfocused, his lips parted as he panted and he cheeks flushed heavily with heat. And you wondered about the look of desperate desire in his hazy eyes, as you felt his hands grip your hips harshly as he rolled his into yours. Whilst he parted your legs, bringing them high on his waist before he dug his harden length into you.
    Groans, which were both his and yours slipped past your lips as Reiji sought a release whilst your chased the end to the hunger which burned in the pit of your stomach. As you cleaned up the last drop of blood which had pool in that hallow spot just above his collar bone. Whilst every bit of blood that trickled down your throat soothed the ache as you felt Reiji tense up beneath you, his body clenched as he retained any sound and both of you found the prize you sought after. As you pulled away and stared at Reiji who laid beneath you,
    "Have you had your fill yet?” Reiji struggled to compose his voice and keep it steady against the lack of control he felt among the pleasure that filled him. As he watched the corner of your lips curl into a smile, something he would do anything to see, not that he would ever allow you to know that.
     Reiji sat up as he reached up and grabbed your chin and held it still,
     "I believe it’s my turn to devour you.“ Composed, his voice came out smooth and cool, as he watched the control you held moment ago drain as he chuckled,
     "Did you believe you withheld any control over me, I’ll have to train you better to know your place.”

Subaru
     Driven into madness as the full moon rose higher into the night’s sky, where it would soon reach it’s peek. In which it would deliver Subaru and you into a truest state of vampiric being. As your throat burned and your stomach felt painfully empty, whilst the scent of Subaru’s blood beckoned you. And even though he and you lacked the warmth of human prey both had become addicted to the intoxicating and unique flavor of each other. So on this night you formed a connection with him that was formed from blood and fangs whilst hands caressed, clawed and grasped each other’s sweat covered bodies.
     Sinking your fangs into Subaru’s soft skin just beneath his collar bone and it burned him, giving him a dull ache that had him groaning as his eyelids slipped shut and he tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck. Which was already riddled with bite marks that had blood which had trickled from them creating a rather macabre sight, as the blood had soaked into his blood curls and stained the pillow beneath Subaru’s head. While you dug your nails into his sides, creating crescent moon shapes as you began to rack your nails down to his hips while in the depths of your carnal bloodlust. As Subaru’s hips arched into yours from the pain and he quivered beneath you, and his own grasp on your hips came close to bone crushing. And blood seeped through his finger from the bite marks he had given you with animistic hunger that had only be slightly slated.
  Letting go of your hips with one hand, he reached for the wrist of one of your hands that’s him grasped painfully as he growled and groaned. As he lift your hand up to his lips whilst you pulled away, running your tongue along your bottom lip collecting drops of blood. As your cheeks flamed with a soft muted heat that felt strange to you as you felt his cool blood trickle down your throat soothing it as it filled your stomach.
   Groaning his name softly as Subaru had lifted your hand to his lips, which were lush and soft as he brushed against an old and fading mark. His fangs scraping over the mark taunting you as you body tensed and your lips parted with a soft stuttered gasp as your bottom lip quivered and your eyes fluttered shut. As he sunk his fang in, ripping through the old and nearly healed wound, the sensation of your flesh giving away and breaking from the tips of his fangs as they plunged into your skin was agonizing with a sweet undercurrent of pleasure.
   You heard Subaru moan heavily as your cool blood flooded his mouth, and coated his tongue as it ran down his throat and soothed the ache. As he drove his fang in deeper growling as he did, whilst you lean down your breath fanned against his bloodied neck as you lightly breathed on his neck. Before you sunk your fang in which were already a light shade of pink from his blood, which now slowly filled your mouth as you drunk a mouthful whilst he lightly tended beneath you as he pulled away from you hand which he let go. As you reached up to run your hand through his blood matted white locks. Whilst he ran his hand down to your butt which he roughly gripped, his nails digging into your soft skin before he ran his hand down to your thigh which he lifted up to his waist, parting your legs. When you pulled away, and ran your tongue along the bite marks making them sting as Subaru grunted and you picked up the blood as you pulled on his soft locks.
    “Damn it, I want more of you.” Subaru growled

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Wash Room
    Not safe for work
    Ruki, Yuma, and Azusa

         A moment spend with in the bathroom had turned naughty.

Ruki
         Leaning over the sink, spatting the foamy toothpaste into the sink, the running water washing it away.
    “Livestock, your giving your Master a lovely view.” Ruki spoke from behind, his voice a low and predatory purr, perfectly design to calm his prey till it was too late and he was already devouring it, bit by bit. Stalking closer, till he stood pressing up against you, his hands finding your hips and slipping his finger into your waist band. As chills spread throughout you as your froze, unsure before hesitantly standing up. Feeling his chest pressing against your backside, his cold temperature contrasting pleasurably your warm one, which was growing increasingly hotter. As your thoughts became a slew of jumbling ideas of where Ruki was leading this too, but by the thick ad harden length of him resting against your backside, it’s becoming clear.
    “For that I’ll reward you, remember always please your Master.” Breathing into your ear, his words low and raspy, as your heart became to throb, and the heat boiling between your thighs became nearly unbearable.
   "Your becoming so warm so quickly, your body already knows and desires me so well.“ Slipping your pajama bottoms and panties slowly down over you, the material running down causing your breath to hitch. Instinctively leaning forward, whilst Ruki gave a gentle and soft moan, as your panties and bottoms resting just between your butt
    "Livestock,” Ruki ran his hands slowly up your butt, grasping it softly and watching as it spill between the parting of his fingers. “Your so soft and warm in my hands.” Teasing you, before pulling his hand away, your body growing tense waiting for the incoming slap.
   Chuckling and reaching down to the part between your thighs, his cool fingers brushing lightly against your wet warmth. Grasping in surprise, and pushing against Ruki fingers making them slip between your wet fold. Collecting your honey his fingers before moving his fingers up and ghosting gently over your bundle of nerves. Your body relaxing and melting in his hand, whilst slowly rolling your nub in circles, as the pressure became greater with each passing second.
    “Is this all it’s going to take to make you come undone?” Taunting you as the warmth of your body growing in embarrassment and lust. Light protests slipping past your lips, with a mixture of pleas for more, when a sharp and sudden stinging pain came coursing throughout your body. Riki’s hand coming in contact with you, pleasure instantly joining it with Ruki thrusting his fingers deep into you. Sending you on a crashing course making you come undone so suddenly.
    Your body locking up from the sudden onslaught, Ruki’s name falling from your lips as a loud moan. A smirk playing with Ruki’s lips,
    “Do you want more?”

Yuma
           The shower wall is cold against your chest, as it’s shocking temperature teasing your nipples as the became hard. Their sensitivity growing with ever brush against the cool tile from every harsh jerk your body gave forward and against the wall. From Yuma’s rough pounds inside of your warmth, the sight of your smaller body jerking and pressing into the wall, jolting with his thrusts spurring him. Causing him to become rougher, Yuma’s hips flexing shoving himself erratically, his stomach becoming tease and taunt while coming closer. This is his greatest turn on, your body helpless and meek on his length.
    “Ya growing so tight around me, as I pound deeper into you. Do you like being my toy, huh?” Grunting and reaching out to grasp your hair, pulling you back toward him and forcing your back into an arch. Whilst wrapping an arm around your waist, before running his hand up to your bouncing breasts and grasping them, his nails digging into the soft flesh. As he let go of you hip, placing his hand on the shower wall which he was pushing you on.
    “Sow ya going to cum again on my cock.” Ordering brashly and crudely, before gasping out, “I’m going to fill ya up, but ya going to like that aren’t ya, to have my cum deep inside of you and dripping out of you. Ya a dirty sow aren’t you?” Squirming on him because of his words whilst begging for it, and light pushing against him.
    Groaning at the feeling of you clenching around him and writhing, Yuma let go of your hair, grasping your tight, which is tight enough that it is going to bruise within a short matter of time. Lifting your leg and nearly crushing you against the wall, and groaning loudly, while finding his end and triggering yours. Both and you froze, the warm shower water beating down on his and your’s body.
    Pulling away, the cum that mixed inside of you spelling out and dripping past your lips, trickling down your leg and mixing with the water.
    “I’m not nearly close to being done with ya yet, sow.” Warning you, as you worn body had already slumped in his arms, your chest expanding and contrasting with panting short breaths. The warning and lust in his voice sending a soft shiver throughout your body even under the warm water.

Azusa
         Running your hand up and down Azusa’s length, his pre-cum washing away with the shower water cascading over him and you.
   "Eve….faster please.“ Begging, his voice trembling, your fingers lightly grazing his balls, causing Azusa’s cock to twitch in your hand. A tremor running through his body, and a moan filling the air along with a whimpering plea.
   Running your hand up to his tip and squeezing him lightly, forcing a white pearl of cum forming on Azusa’s tip. Tempting, your mouth watering eager for his flavor; getting down on your knees, just outside the spray of the water. His body shielding your his eyes focusing on you, peering up and meeting his eyes from under your eyelashes. The sight before him inviting, reaching out and tangling his fingers in your hair.
    "Please.” Whimpering whilst remaining at your mercy, your hot tongue running over his tip and sending another tremor through his body. Causing him to toss his head back, as another brazen groan of pleasure of,
    “More…take more of me into…your mouth.” Sliding Azusa in slowly, taking him bit by bit and enveloping how cool length inside of you as he writhed at how hot it is in your that.
     "I’m burning…inside your mouth.“ Pulling at your hair and thrusting himself deeper into your mouth, feeling you choke and gag on him. And staring down at you, as he was deep within down to his balls, the sight becoming overwhelming.
     Pulling out and thrusting back inside of you, slowly and gentle going down to the very hilt. Groaning at the feeling of your throat clenching in a gag around his tip; his thrusts remaining slow, lavishly pleasuring himself with your mouth. One of your hands resting on his hips, feeling it flex and tightening beneath him, while cupping and softly squeezing his sensitive balls, bringing him closer to his release.
     "I’m going…to cum inside…of your mouth.” Warning you moments before he tensing up, and tossing his head back once more, whilst burying himself in your mouth. Thick cum shooting down your throat, as soft gasps filling the air, his gasp on your hair growing loose.
     "Thank you…eve.“

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Innocence Lost
  Angst, warning: the brother’s pasts
  {Child} Shuu, Reiji, Ayato and Kou

         There were times when the nights became too long, their black expands stretching on into forever; never ending. And thoughts which have been hidden behind barriers within his mind came crumbling down as a trickle became an out pour flooding his mind. Seizing and consuming him, as it spread throughout his body like poison; bringing with it all his demons that he could no longer outrun.
    Everything came crashing down.

Shuu
         The blazing fire surrounds him, their flames arching towards the pitch black and starless sky, blocking it out and creating a roof of fire which threatens to come crashing down at any giving moment. As the heat builds and Shuu’s skin begins to bead with droplets of sweat the slowly trickle down his forehead and into his wide blue eyes. Which reflect the dancing flames before him, as the sweat stings his eyes. While blinking against it, his body tensing with the fear coiling in his belly like a cool heavy stone, as every part of him grew immobile and heavy. When every came crashing down, the fire taking a plunging drive towards him. Cause his frail small body to collapse onto the charred and blackened earth below.
  Curling into a shivering ball, his small thin arms wrapping around his legs, his slender fingers clutching at his pants in await of the steering agony of the fire. As it would eat away at him till he gave away to death; trickling tears became blinding till Shuu could no longer bare it, closing his eyes against the sight before himself. Then everything grew cold, the roaring of the flames fading away, the grass beneath him becoming soft and lush. And the scent of smoke filling his nose became nothing as Shuu breathe clear crisp air.
  "Shuu!” The voice calling out to him filled with panic and agony, seeping down into Shuu’s core and bringing with it a dreadful cold. Which is as frightening as the searing hot flames licking at him from all round.
  Opening his eyes, his breath catching and knotting in his throat painfully, his attempt to swallow it down futile. As the sight the before his large, rough, deep blue eyes burning into his young mind of Edgar’s charred blacken corpse. Of just bits of meat clinging to red and black bones, Edgar’s head facing Shuu, his empty sockets accusing him. The words dancing in his mind in a vicious and mocking chat.
  “You didn’t save me.” The first chat, “You are too weak, too worthless.” These words following sharply on the first chat’s trail, “You watched me suffer.” These words jumbling up with “You watched me die.” The words becoming interchangeable with one another, as the chats grew in volume and speed, tripping over one another turning into a pounding scream within Shuu’s skull. While driving deeper with a sharp stab of pain to his chest.
  Sitting up panting, Shuu’s face sticky with tears, his blonde curls damp and clinging to his neck, forehead and the side of his face. Lifting up a hand to his aching throat, while his scream echoed in his mind, the words from his nightmare a whisper at the back. Ones that will forever haunt him, lingering waiting for the chance to attack him once more with an even greater vengeance than before.
  No one is coming to comfort him, because no one cared. The dawning realization carving deep within Shuu, that he is truly all alone. But that it is better this way, to distance himself and stop caring this way he could never feel the pain of their absent, or the gnawing guilt that it’s his fault their gone.

Reiji
         The hallway is dark and cold, seeming to stretch on forever in front of him as his light footsteps softly echoing throughout the corridor. Reiji’s breath hanging in the air as a tangible fog in the air lingering before fading away, only to return with his next breath. As the looming walls breathed with him, their mass expanding and contrasting around him. With their eyes fixed into the elaborate pattern looking down at him, with their soft whispered taunting and teasing him with words he couldn’t decipher.
    Reiji’s feet shuffling unwillingly with a strong compulsion from fear propelling him forward. The darkness cascading behind him, consuming everything. Threatening to consume him if he didn’t keep moving forward. As the hallway finally came to a stop, with a door that was cracked open, light pouring out from it. Giving a soft and light glow, as laughter, musical and warm, came drifting out with the light.
     A chill reaching out towards towards Reiji, breathing down his neck and slipping under his nightwear shirt. Chills spreading down his backside, creating goosebumps along his back making Reiji shiver. Wrapping his arms around himself, an attempt to fend against the pressing heavy chill consuming him whole. As black goo came dripping from the ceiling, it’s touch sending an sharp, ice cold pain throughout his body. While Reiji’s chest grew tight from the pain, as the black goo welled up around his feet becoming a thick and sticky pool that only growing higher and higher on his legs. Causing the panic and fear to bubble up within a Reiji mixing in with a choking desperation. Bring stinging tears to his eyes, welling up and spilling over in despite of his rapid blinking to clear them away.
  ‘I shouldn’t break, I must not break.’ Think desperately to himself, his chest expanding and contrasting with short gasping pants. As the goo around him grew even higher and the rapid dribble of the goo from the roof became an heavy outpour.
   Swinging open at the end of the hallway, the door is open wide before Reiji whose eyes grew wide at the sight of his Mother cuddling Shuu to her chest. Her hand running through his blonde hair which was like her own, with her bright blue eyes which she shared with Shuu staring down at her her treasure. As the whispering around Reiji became a harsh, thunderous cackle.
     "They don’t want you, they don’t need you.“ Singing among the rasp of laughter, adding as a cruel punchline, "Your nothing more than a mistake.” The words clean and crisp, throbbing inside his head; opening his mouth to call out to his Mother and Shuu his cries falling on deaf ears.
    Clawing wildly at the blankets surround him and smothering Reiji, kicking them off himself and sitting up. His vision blurry without his glasses, but he could still see an image suiting of himself in the vanity on his dress across from his bed. The blurry image of himself reflecting to his large eyes the imperfections keeping him from not only his Mother’s but everyone’s attention. From everyone’s affection and love, he is fading into the back ground soon to be forgotten if he makes one mistake, he knows he is going to slip into worthlessness.
   "I’ll prove my worth, becoming someone perfect who never makes a single mistake.“ Whispering to himself softly, his words hanging in the air of his room. This way he will always have worth.

Ayato
         Sinking deeper under the water’s surface, the eyes of his Mother and two younger brothers staring down at him. Then eyes cold and unfeeling as the corner of their lips pull into a scowl of disappointment in Ayato. Before they turn around and walk away leaving Ayato behind drifting, falling to the bottom of the lake. Whose cold water sends a sharp and agonizing needle point pain piercing his entire body. With his Mother’s words echoing in his mind, twisting and fizzling out into one repeating word,
    'Useless, useless, useless…useless.’ Ayato’s body growing heavy as the horror sinking down heavy in the pit of his stomach. Whilst he began trashing, his limbs displacing and splashing the water around him as he breaks the surface for only a moment. His mouth opening up for a greedy and gasping breath of air, his cries rushing out garbled as his green eyes growing at the sight of his family’s backside, walking away from him. Leaving him to the mercy of the murky and muddy water’s whose arms grasping at his ankles pulling him down and under. The water crashing down on him filling up his mouth and rushing into his nose into his throats and lungs. His small body convulsing in his suffering, as the dawning realization that this is now his grave.
    Filling up with water, the murky darkness surrounding him as his trashing came to a stop and his body became paralyzed. As the growing darkness around him began to press closer and closer, wrapping cold fingers around him. His body finding it’s place at the bottom among all the other boys and girls who are as useless just like he is.
    Panting and gasping out pleas for help as while laying immobile under the thick covers of the blanket. Two wide purple eyes peering curiously down at him, Kanato clutch in his Teddy growing tighter. And upon sitting up, his eyes scanning the bed behind Kanato, taking note of Laito’s absence just as is has been most nights, tonight was no exception.
     His brothers they have value according to their Mother, while he is worthless, failing at every task she has given him. It is not enough, he needs to be better, to prove himself, to be number one and perhaps even earn the his place to live. So everything he did from this day forth will be the best, and no one will be able to deny his worth, and he would not find himself at the bottom of the lake cold and unloved.
    "I will be number one.” Declaring aloud, his words falling deaf on Kanato’s ears who was tending to his bear. Causing anger to bubble within Ayato, “Do you hear that Kanato I will become the best!” Snapping, and thinking to himself of ever way he could come out on top forever more, as a small sense of pride swelled within his chest, but even right then Ayato knew it was false. But it wouldn’t matter if he became the very best.

Kou
         Screams ripping his throat only to turn into a pitiful gargle at the rising bile filling his threat and spilling past his lips, splashing onto the floor. His chest heaving and convulsing, his body giving into trembles and cold sweat tickling down his back, seeping into his shirt. Which is composed of rags stitched together, with rips and tears reveling cuts and bruises that marked his flesh.
   Laughter from the shadows arose around Kou, their voices a vicious mockery in the delight at his torment. The urge to run compelling his fragile body to move and rip out of the surrounding mass of darkness composing of shadows and jabbing laughter. With its hand reaching out at him ripping at the clothes and exposing skin, their nails skin and ripping. Sending another spasm of agony racking his already withering body.
     Ripping away, taking another step sharpened needles which blanketed the floor piercing into the soles of his feet, tearing the flesh to shreds. His knees locking at the new type of pain crashing into him like a wrathful wave of the ocean, sweeping him away and down into it’s depths.
      Falling to the ground, the needles piercing through his clothing, and spears throughout him. As the darkness came crashing down on him, wet and slimy wrapping around him. It’s fingers poking prodding, ripping and degrading, plunging into his stomach; meet ripping away from meet, his body offering little resistance.
    Kou could feel it wrapping around his heart, soul, and his very will crushing it, their laughter growing in volume, threatening to bust his ear drums. While worming and imprinting itself into his mind, which he could feel breaking apart at the seams. With only one thought remaining before he broke away,
   'Nightmare, or reality?’ He could no longer tell, the two fusing into a never ending mass of terror, always remaining like rocks inside his stomach, and dancing inside his mind, with a pointless wondering of what new horrors are waiting. With every day bringing a new fear and pain, piling into the day before, promising to crush Kou under its weight. With eyes peering out at him, watching, waiting, enjoying the life fading from the one eyes he had left. It’s a never ending dance closer and closer to death, with the rules being giving and receiving, and giving the only thing he could ever keep, his body.
    “Kou, Kou.” Over and over a voice calling his name out to him, the gentle shaking stirring and taking him away from the plaguing nightmare of sleep and into the nightmare of reality. With light grey, stormy eyes, peering down at him, Ruki and behind him standing are Yuma and Azura. Their eyes on him, their lips set in a firm line, and their body tense with worry. As tears came rushing to his one eyes, trickling down his cheek.
     Bolting out of bed and wrapping his arms around all three of them, who have become his brothers, a family he never thought he would have. This is what the world gave to him for the pain he is paying in, because that is how this world around everyone works, giving and receiving.

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All We Want & Could Never Have

Originally posted by toyboxboy


Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: When the lives of his growing family are threatened, Spencer must make the decision needed to protect them.  Requested by @lovers-on-call-13! 

Word count: 1,599

A/N: While this could be read as a stand alone imagine, I do think that it works best as a sequel to my other imagine Visiting Hours. Feedback is always loved and requests are curretly open!



Whatever had possessed you to visit a federal prison on a Saturday afternoon was becoming a deeply regrettable decision. Between the heat that filled the fully occupied confined space and the questionable smell that drifted off of the man sitting next to you, the nauseous sensation you had been fighting off all day was beginning to creep its way back up your throat.

Four weeks had passed by since your last visit with Spencer, and while being unable to see him drove you mad, your absence was for a reasonable cause. After dismissing your nausea, vomiting, and missed period as symptoms of stress, it was Penelope who became concerned and dragged you to a doctor. A few blood tests and an ultrasound made it official — you were pregnant.

Three months ago, you would have been crying tears of joy, ecstatic to tell Spencer that his dream of having a family with you was coming true. But at the present time, all you could do was break down sobbing into Penelope’s arms, terrified to think about how Spencer would now react.

But now as you found yourself sitting across from the now father of your child, listening to him recount the past few weeks of his exiled life, you found yourself wringing your wrists in the realization that the time had come to face your fears.

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Hearts Half Full- Newt Scamander x Reader

Request: Hello! I was wondering if you could make a Newt x reader imagine where reader had a miscarriage and because if that is depressed and kind of isolated herself from Newt. But one day he comes back from somewhere and she greets him with a really happy smile and a positive pregnancy test. Very fluffy ending :) Thank you so much <3

A/N: There’s a little more angst than intended, and I hope it’s okay and not too horrible or rushed.

Warnings: Angst, miscarriages and references to miscarriages, references to depressive thoughts/breakdowns, death, crying, fluff towards the second portion/end

If these types of things make you uncomfortable or may be triggering, please do not proceed.

Newt shuffled down the stairs of your shared flat with a plate of toast in his hand. An eerie quietness blanketed over the atmosphere and replaced the once cheery one. Gently, he placed the plate on the edge of the counter and let his face fall into his hands as a tear slipped down his cheek. You had refused to eat your breakfast for the fourth time this week, and Newt couldn’t help but worry. You had fallen into a state of despair and depression, and Newt felt helpless as he tried and tried to do everything he could to help you, but all the magic in the world wouldn’t be able to mend the two of your hearts.

It had been months since he had seen your signature smile or heard your melodious laugh echo throughout your home. Just months ago you were cuddled in his arms as he traced patterns over your growing stomach, as in a short amount of time, the two of you would have a bundle of joy to call your own, to watch grow and play and to take care of. Sadly though, instead of everything changing for the better, the world crumbled beneath your feet.

A trip to the doctors in regards to your unborn child was supposed to be one of joy as you would see how much it had grown, however, this visit wasn’t like the previous ones. You woke up in the middle of the night with immense pain, crying out for Newt as you felt something trickle down your leg. Your eyes locked with his own worried ones, and the two of you had an idea of what was happening but neither of you wanted to believe it to be true. He slipped on his coat and shoes messily before quickly apparating you to St. Mungo’s. Time slipped by slowly, but suddenly stopped when a doctor reappeared with the words no expecting parent wanted to hear. While you heart beat escalated within yours and Newt’s chests with apprehension and fear, your child’s was nowhere to be found. You had had a miscarriage.

Ever since that night, you hadn’t been the same. You felt empty, like a piece of you had been stolen away. Newt felt the same, as he was excited to be a father, excited to have something that had been a result of your shared love to hold and cherish forever. As each day passed, you became less and less responsive to Newt. He held you when you cried on the tile of the bathroom as you refused to speak, and he cooked you food and brought you water to keep you healthy. He tried to hug you tightly at night and whisper words of reassurance, both to you and partially to himself, but he respected when you wanted space to just be alone.

Tears now slid down Newt’s face faster now as he sunk to his knees. The plate wobbled before plummeting to the floor with him, but he couldn’t care less. He would never hold his child in his arms, and would never know how to truly help you. You were his everything, and even now he felt that it was selfish for him to cry when you were worse than he was. But he didn’t stop. Tears kept falling freely, and his breathing became laced with pain as his chest ached and shook. He heaved in defeat and pain, and there was nothing he could do.

His tears continued to stream like a rushing river in a monsoon, but he brought his face out of his hands as he thought he had heard the floorboards creak. He was met with you, messy hair and dark circles under your eyes. You wordlessly came out from behind the doorway wrapped up in a blanket. You were a ghost, hiding in the shadows and living between the walls you built up. Newt stopped crying and approached you.

“Dear, what are you doing down here? I thought you were resting. Come on, I’ll carry you back up,” he said while softly rewrapping the blanket around you, but you placed a shaky hand to his wrist to stop him.

“I heard something crash,” you murmured, shocking Newt. You had silenced yourself what felt like forever ago, and Newt was astonished to hear your voice again. A few tears began to trickle again. You were still you, somewhere inside, he just had to find where.

The real you was locked within your prison, but you were beginning to make progress now. However, he knew not to push you too far or make you uncomfortable. Your eyes trailed to the floor, now covered in scattered pieces of the plate and discarded toast.

He gave you a look of question, and you didn’t say anything, you simply only answered it by nuzzling into his chest. He instinctively wrapped his arms around you as if you were one of his injured creatures protectively. You were starting to open up more, and he didn’t want to do anything that would hurt you. A few wet and glossy tears slipped from each of your eyes before Newt whispered into your ear.

“I know you’re hurting, but I want to help. You can say whatever you like or you can say nothing at all, but either way I’ll be here. We’ll get through this.”

You sniffled, and spoke the longest sentence you had in a while, “But I lost our baby, I’m a bad mother, I k-killed our baby and I want my baby Newt, I should have died instead…”Your sobs cut you off, further banishing you behind your darkened walls as your insecurities began to rear their ugly heads once again, tormenting you like they often did when the sun slipped behind the horizon.

Newt’s heart broke in his chest. This wasn’t you fault, it never would be. All the silence failed to reveal that you were hurting yourself, and he knew that you weren’t just saying these things. You actually felt responsible for the death of your unborn child. His sobs grew louder and shakier like before as he buried his face within your neck, holding your frail body closer to his own aching one.

“Y/n, t-this isn’t your fault. This will never ever be your f-f-fault. I want our baby back to love, I do Merlin Y/n I do, but I can’t lose you darling. I love you with all my heart, and I loved our child too, no, I will always love our child, but I can’t lose you. This isn’t your fault, you couldn’t control it. I know you’re upset and I know you’re in pain, I am too, but p-please Y/n, I need you to know that this isn’t your fault. I’ll always love you and our child, and I’ll never love you any less. You cared for our baby and loved it and carried it, but you didn’t kill it. Some things just happen out of the blue and out of our control, but you are not at fault. Our baby is in a better place now, and I know they wouldn’t want you to beat yourself up like this. This is not your fault love,” Newt sobbed, mentally pleading that you would believe him. He missed his child and he was upset that he would never be able to hear their first words or see them off to their first day at Hogwarts, but he was more upset at himself for not seeing this sooner. You were not to blame, and it would never ever be your fault.

You buried your face in his chest, allowing tears to still cascade, and he held you, and he would for as long as he needed to. You pressed a small kiss to his jaw in between sobs, and he knew that you understood his words. Newt would do everything in his power to make you feel like yourself again, and if that meant taking it slow, he would. Your tears soaked his shirt but he didn’t care. All he wanted was for you to be okay.

———-

Months still trickled by, but you slowly but surely began to find yourself again. You and Newt both knew that it wasn’t just an overnight switch, but with Newt’s care and love, you had started to be yourself again. Newt remembered to ask you how you were feeling and if you needed anything often, whether it be that you requested a cup of tea with your breakfast or to be held as you softly cried into his chest again at three in the morning. Whatever you needed, he got it for you.

You had also worked with the creatures once again. At first you avoided venturing down into the case, as the small creature families would surely enact another heartache, but it was like the creatures felt your pain. They too did what they could to help you feel better.

For the first time in what felt like an eternity, you were finally feeling like your happy and real self once again.

Newt had stepped out about an hour ago to pick up a few groceries and things that you needed, as you had been feeling sick the past week. However, minutes ago you realized why you had felt so sick to your stomach. You had your assumptions, but you wanted to confirm your hopes with one final test. Your heart pounded in your chest and you heard the door downstairs swing open.

“Love, I’m back and I got your er…your things,” shouted Newt as he slipped off his coat. He carefully set the paper bags upon the kitchen table and smiled when he saw you rushing down the stairs.

“Well hello there lov-,” he started but was cut off as you engulfed him into a massive hug. You brought your lips to his and intertwined your fingers within his hair. Newt smiled into the loving kiss and passionately kissed you back. When you parted, he was baffled by the large smile on your face, as when he left to the store, you seemed to be moaning in pain from your sickness.

“What’s got you all giddy? I thought you weren’t feeling too well?” he laughed, arms still around your waist.

You smiled at him and held one of his calloused hands in your own before whispering, “I’m pregnant.”

His eyes shone brighter than any coin the niffler had ever stolen and his mouth sat slightly open, flabbergasted at your words.

“M-Merlin, Y/n you’re, you’re, I, I can’t believe this!” He picked you up and twirled you gently before setting you down, not wanting to disturb the tiny baby that had yet to see the world. He then kissed you passionately once more and you could feel his tears on your heated cheeks. He broke the kiss and looked at you with glistening emerald and blue eyes.

“You’re positive Y/n?”

“Positive. I realized it today.”

“With the sickness?”

“Well…kind of. There’s that and…” you pulled him as you urged him to further follow you to the bathroom, where you then produced a positive pregnancy test in your hand.

Newt’s eyebrows shot up in surprise and euphoria, and this only made you giggle. His grin beamed prouder than before, and he eagerly began to pepper your face with kisses again. You wrapped your arms around him and held him close. You felt him lean down and sweetly press a kiss atop your hair before he spoke again.

“Y/n, are you, you know, alright?”

You knew exactly as to what he was referring to, but you only returned a quiet smile of reassurance. You were nervous of course, as both of you had remembered the hell that stormed in the last time, but you were ready. You still loved your child that had taken a different journey, and you would never ever forget and you would hold them in your heart forever. But you also knew that your child would want their mummy or daddy to be happy still. Your hearts would always have an incomplete and empty hole, but, that was okay. You and Newt would promise to love both children all the same, for there was more than enough room for all.

You squeezed his hand in yours before replying, “Yes Newt, I am.”

Newt pressed a kiss to your lips, “You’re so strong love, and I know you’ll make the best mummy. Perhaps this is a little sign from our little one.”

A single tear fell from your (eye color) eyes, and you knew just who the “little one” that Newt spoke of was. Perhaps, in a turn of destiny and a miracle, it truly was.

Perhaps, it truly was.

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Jerome Valeska x Reader- Don’t be Greedy (Rated M smut)

You’re in Arkham with Jerome, he gets jealous of hearing you using your powers of seduction to get what you want from other inmates, he reminds you that you’re his sweet girl

Warning- Sexual content, Daddy kink, Fingering, masturbation, oral, rough acts, no romance here, M/F, smut

Originally posted by kristieltrips



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Zootopia Fanfiction Take A Stand: Star of Ceartais Ch. 6- Playtime

(AN/ Hey folks it’s Garouge/Crewefox here with another chapter of Star of Ceartais! The Amazing @senny74 helped write some of this chapter, the awesome @nick-and-judy-daily beta read this and did the wonderful artwork and my buddies @raykamino and @alexboehm55144 helped develop the ideas for this chapter. Thank you to the awesome folks who liked, followed, faved, reblogged and reviewed this fic so far, your support means SOOOOOOOOOO much to me. So without further ado, let’s get cracking with this chapter…)

Here’s the fanfiction.net link…https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12439999/7/Take-A-Stand-Star-Of-Ceartais

Chapter 6 – Playtime.

Four weeks had gone by since the quake and tsunami which the media had horrendously dubbed ‘The Wave’ and Zootopia was still trying to come to terms with what had happened. Just over eight million mammals lived in Zootopia before that horrific night, and about three and half million of those had perished in The Wave the majority of them rodents. Seeing soldiers on the streets to maintain marshal law had become an everyday occurrence and even after a month rescue workers were still finding bodies in the rubble. Most schools had been destroyed and the ones that were still standing didn’t have the adequate staff to help teach what remained of the student body. Out of the twelve hospitals that served the city only three remained safe for public use, causing overcrowding and in some cases patients being transferred cross state for treatment. In the place of wrecked homes slums and villages of tents had sprouted all around the city, the mammals who lived in these so called ‘Wave towns’ were hungry, desperate and in fear for their lives. And as for the law and order? It was a shit storm; the two prisons that were located within the city limits had been damaged in The Wave and consequently over a thousand prisoners had escaped, crime rates had gone through the roof especially murder and robbery, the worst of times brought out the worst in mammals.

Robyn used to run through the public park in Savannah central for exercise every day but now that entire patch of greenery had become a ‘Wave Town’ where there were desperate mammals and zero sanitation. Robyn was a brave mammal but she wasn’t stupid, there was no need to risk her life on a daily run, luckily she knew one place nearby that had plenty of space to run in and it would be rare to see any other mammal; Sherwood cemetery. Some mammals would be put off jogging around a graveyard others would say it was disrespectful but Robyn actually found comfort here, it wasn’t frightening instead it was peaceful and this way she could drop by a certain gravestone every day to say ‘Hi’. Robyn who was dressed in her running gear which consisted of a grey t shirt and black shorts had run ten circuits of the graveyard and was not feeling tired, in fact she wasn’t feeling fatigue lately when she exercised she put it down to not having school so she had more energy, however though after her tenth lap she made her way to the most heart wrenching part of the graveyard; the nursery. For any mammal who had gone through the nightmare of losing a young child in Sherwood this was where they were most likely laid to rest, Robyn sat in front of a gravestone she visited more times than she could remember, she leaned forward and kissed the white marble of the memorial and greeted with grin “Morning boys.” Robyn then sat back and relaxed in front of the grave of her three still born litter mates Ryan, Ronan and Reginald Wilde, technically born and died on the same day with only their sister Robyn surviving them. “I think I’m getting faster, y’know? This run is getting too easy, what do you guys think, should I add a few miles?” She asked, knowing she would get no answer, as always.

From as early as she could remember Robyn knew she was one of four kits but only she had made it, at first she had felt sad at this fact, that she had missed out on having three brothers and also a heavy weight of guilt that she had been the only kit in the litter that was born alive, but her Grandma Bonnie had given her some sage words that gave her comfort ‘They are your guardian angels’, now one could easily dismiss as an adult trying to comfort a child with whimsy but Bonnie Hopps was speaking from experience. Bonnie, like most bunnies, was one of many of a multitude of siblings but with every litter that her mother gave birth to some would sadly not make it, it was just the way it was. As Robyn got older during a trip to Bunnyburrow Bonnie revealed that she had lost seventeen kits, this fact was heart breaking but just the way things were for Rabbits, even if Robyn was a child of two species she understood this part of her lapin legacy. All Robyn could do was live for her brothers and never let them be forgotten. That didn’t stop her imagining her brothers would be like if they were alive; Robyn pictured Ryan as the creative one maybe he liked to draw or play an instrument, Ronan as a sporty kid like her and Reggie as a mini version of their dad.

“So guess what? Mom and Dad finally have a day off,” Robyn spoke to the gravestone “I know right, it’s been like four weeks without them having a single break, they look so tired lately, apparently Mom’s going to invite Luna around later for veggie stew so we can have a family dinner.”

Robyn looked across the damaged landscape of Sherwood and beyond that the main hub of Savannah central, her navy eyes focused on the newish looking hospital where she had fought for her life not so long ago, she let out a sigh and spoke “Hannah’s seeing the doctor this morning about her eyes, all the other surgery didn’t work and this is the last ditch test to see if anything can be done for her sight…I don’t get it, her parents are terrified for her and so am I but she just keeps smiling, she’s so upbeat…I Just don’t get her…maybe that’s why I love her.” Robyn found herself having butterflies in her tummy as she pictured Hannah, even if these four weeks had been tough the new couple still spent lots of time together although Jack and Skye were doing the whole helicopter parenting thing since her injury and that was pissing Hannah off especially when they walked in on her and Robyn kissing.

“Whatever the outcome of her meeting with the doctor we’re still going to enjoy some junk food, we’re going to head to bugga burger with Kodi and Kion and just hang out, like old times…plus Kion needs cheering up, he’s been so down since his sister’s gone missing.” Robyn confided to her brothers, it always made her feel better to speak about her problems here, where no one alive was listening but she knew somewhere her brothers were.

Buzzzzzzz! Robyn’s peaceful moment was broken by the rude interruption of a wasp buzzing in front of her face, she absolutely hated wasps ever since she was little. She jumped back in alarm and let out “Ah! Get out of my face!” but the wasp continued to get closer so Robyn turned on her heel and started running away from the insect, but it was pursuing her now, Robyn glanced back and she whined “Oh come on.”, she looked back to where she was running and she was about to run into a bench, she panicked and tried to jump over it, the hybrid leapt into the air and cleared the bench easily…the only problem was that she was still getting higher in the air, she had easily jumped twenty feet with little effort “What’s the?” Robyn gawped as she began to descend…and collide with a tree. “Crap!” Robyn squeaked as she braced for impact, she hit the trunk of the oak with a whack and hit the grass soon after. Robyn could already feel her right arm stinging, she sat up and noticed her forearm was bleeding with a jagged gash “Ugh, great.” Robyn commented, then something unexpected happened, the wound closed up before her very eyes “The hell!?” She gasped Did I just imagine that? There was a cut on my arm and now…wait I jumped super high too, what was that about!? Robyn’s mind raced Hang on, I got stabbed in the gut during the quake and that healed quick too; that medicine Luna gave me? It has to be it.

Robyn looked at where her arm had been cut mere seconds before and smiled to herself “Awesome.” The teen then did a quick check of her surroundings to make sure no one else was around before positioning herself in a crouched position so she could launch herself into the sky as high as she could. “Ok, 3,2,1,” Robyn sprung into the air with a huge grin on her face, this time she must’ve made it thirty feet before landing on the ground with ease before jumping again “Woo-hoooo!” she celebrated, she felt almost euphoric as she bounded through the air.  She landed with a roll and laughed to herself before realising something important “Hannah had the same medicine as me? Does that mean she’s like me?” Robyn asked out loud to no one, the prospect of having these new abilities was exciting but she was left confused to the fact that if her body could heal within seconds then why hadn’t Hannah’s eyes repaired themselves?

000

It was 4 AM when Aleks Rojek stirred from his sleep with Luna still sleeping soundly next to him, the couple were in a spacious king sized bed, the bed was meant for mammals much bigger than them but in the expanisive and luxury penthouse that Luna inherited it was well placed. As he lay in bed, he thought about latest events that had taken place in Zootopia, and enjoying the closeness and scent of the only mammal he could consider as a family in this new, odd and dangerous world. The vibrating sound of his phone disturbed the overwhelming peace, Aleks sighed deeply before reaching for it. What he saw, made his eyes water with tears of joy; it was a muzzletime call from his parents, he hadn’t had any contact with them since the first few hours after the wave, he had been working so much overtime he always missed their subseqent calls. The grey fox answered the call and a screen displayed the faces of his beloved parents, it was clear to see that they showed a mix of worry and relief.

“O Boże, Synu, jak dobrze Cię widzieć.” A Silver furred vixen on the screen said with relief.

*”OH God, we are so happy to see you, son.”

“Cześć Mamo, cześć Tato.” Aleks grinned sounding a bit sleepy.

*”Hi Mum, hi Dad.”

“Nie obudziliśmy cię? Przeszkadzamy bardzo?” A Red Fox, his father, asked with playful tone, but his eyes were full of worry.

*”Didn’t we wake you up? We are not disturbing anything aren’t we?”

Aleks yawned “Nie, I tak niedawno się obudziłem.”

*”Nah, I woke up awhile ago.”

“Próbowaliśmy się do ciebie dodzwonić odkąd usłyszeliśmy o trzęsieniu ziemi, bardzo się martwiliśmy, że…” Mrs Rojek’s voice was breaking  down.

*”We’ve tried to reach you since we heard about the earthquake, we’ve worried so much that you may…”

“Byłem wtedy w bezpiecznym miejscu, z dala od zasięgu tsunami.” Aleks assured, remembering that he had been in the penthouse when the tremors began

*”By that time I was in safe place, far enough from tsunami’s range”

Even thoug Aleks had lived in USA for two years now, his Polish was still free of foreign accent. Luna woke up, hearing her lover’s kind voice, for a moment she didn’t notice that he was talking in his native language, but when she realized that, she looked over her mate’s shoulder with pure curiosity.

“Hi.” Luna smiled innocently, unaware of who she’s talking to.

“Oh Dzieńdobry.” Silver Vixen half laughed, seeing a young lady hugging to her son.

Aleks turned his head to kiss his love on the cheek, and said in a proud voice“ Luna Kochanie, this is Elizabeth and Peter, my parents. Mamo, Tato, To jest Luna, moja Dziewczyna.”

*”Mum, Dad, This is Luna, my Girlfriend.”

“Nice to meet you.” Aleks’ mum greeted in English, she was proud that her son finally found someone.

“Haha, So that’s mean that we soon will have grandchildren?” Peter laughed, his English was clear enough to understand.

“Tato!” Aleks yelled with embarrassment.

“Who knows.” Luna chuckled, joining in teasing Aleks.

Aleks sighed covering his eyes with his free hand from embarrassment.

Luna, Elizabeth and Peter laughed at once. Within few seconds Aleks joined them.

When they all stopped laughing, Aleks’ dad spoke “ Jesteśmy tak szczęśliwi, że jesteś cały, i że znalazłeś sobie piękną lisiczkę.”

*”We are so glad that you are alright, and that you found yourself a beautiful vixen.”

Aleks smiled. „Tęskniłem za wami.”

*”I missed you.”

„Co byście powiedzieli na małe odwiedziny?” His mum asked him grinning.

*”What would you say for a short visit here?”

„Bardzo bym chciał, ale teraz mam masę obowiązków,” “i ten cały projekt nadal trochę potrwa, więc raczej przez najbliższe dwa lata raczej nie dam rady.” Aleks sighted sadly.

*”I’d really loved to visit you… but I have a lot of stuff to do here.” Aleks continued with sadness in his voice “and this project is still going to take more time, so I probably won’t be able to visit you for next two years.”

„To może my was odwiedzimy, co ty na to?” Elizabeth proposed smiling.

*”So maybe we visit you? What do you think?”

Luna listened intently to their conversation having absolutely no idea what they are talking about.

„Spróbujemy przylecieć najwcześniejszym samolotem.” Peter promised

*”We’ll try to take the earliest plane.”

„We’ll be waiting.” Aleks responded with excitement in his voice

“Nie będziemy już wam przeszkadzać,”Aleks’ mum ended kindly. “Pa pa.”

*”We won’t be disturbing You two,”**”Bye bye”

„Bye.” Luna and Aleks said at once, before hanging up.

Aleks put his phone on night table next to the bed. „So what time do we have?” He asked rhetorical looking at his watch and groaning slightly as he saw 4.23 am

„Way too early to get up from bed when you have day off.” Luna yawned, laying back.

„Yeah,” Aleks admitted „But it’s definitely too late to fall asleep again.” Silver fox sighed looking at his red furred beauty.

Luna smiled devilishly “Who said that we have to sleep?” She asked with bewitching tone in her voice.

Aleks give her gaze full of love, before leaning next to her and whispering  “Then how about enjoying each other?”

She put her right paw on his neck and kissed him in response. He wrapped his tail around her and became lost in romance.

It was just after nine when Luna and Aleks had managed to get out of bed due to the clinginess both of them felt after such a passionate early morning. Luna had decided on making breakfast for the pair of them “Aleks do you want one egg or two?” Luna asked loudly, she was dressed in a set of silk pink pyjamas.

“Two, I’ve worked up an appetite.” Aleks joked in response, his voice travelling from the bathroom.

Luna was about to throw a joke back but stopped when she heard the familiar ping of the elevator, Luna quickly stepped into the main living space of the penthouse to see the elevator door opening with the happy faces of her parents to greet her God damn it, I forgot they had a spare key Luna’s brain panicked before she awkwardly opened with “Mom, Dad, w-what are you doing here?”

Judy who was holding a cup holder with three rich smelling coffees replied “We haven’t seen you in weeks, so we thought we’d come surprise you with breakfast.”

“How did you know I had the day off?” Luna asked, trying to think of a way to get rid of her folks before they discovered Aleks.

“Well this little stalker,” Nick motioned to his wife with a grin “saw a post on your furbook page last night about being off today.” Placing a bag of Danish pastries on the coffee table.

“Don’t call me that.” Judy groused, swatting Nick on the arm.

“Um, guys, I’m actually kinda’ sick,” Luna lied “I caught this nasty tummy bug from a patient so I think, uh, you should go, I don’t want to pass it on to you two.”

“Oh sweetie we’re sorry,” Judy replied “we’ll get out of your fur.”

Nick however was not convinced, he could spot a lie anywhere so he asked with an arched eyebrow “What’s going on?”

“Nothing.” Luna denied in a voice that was way too high.

But before Nick could call Luna on her bad lying a voice called from the hallway “Luna have you seen my towel?” Aleks then appeared in the living room dressed only in his boxers and a toothbrush in his mouth, he became still as a statue the instant he saw Nick and Judy standing before him, the toothbrush that had been in his jaws fell to the floor.

Luna tensed up and whispered “Shit.” Waiting for the inevitable shouting match to begin.

Judy was stood with jaw slack, her vision darting between Aleks and Luna, this felt so uncomfortable she now knew what it must’ve felt like for Marian when she walked in on her holding her shredded knickers all those years ago. She then looked to Nick and mumbled “Oh no.”

Nick had his fangs bared, he eyes were narrowed and looked like he was about to lunge at Aleks at any given second “Rojek…” He growled.

Aleks who was intimidated beyond belief saluted his superiors by reflex “Good morning captain, chief.”

“You.” Nick hissed before bolting towards Aleks, luckily for the silver fox he was over twenty five years younger and a lot faster than Nick. Aleks bounded over the sofa with Nick scrambling over in chase “Stay still so I can rip your god damn head off!”

“Sir please calm down!” Aleks implored as he ran to the dining table.

“I’ll calm down once I beat the hell out of you!” Nick responded with spite chasing the rookie around the table.

“Nick, quit it!” Judy yelled, watching Aleks make a break for the kitchen with Nick in pursuit.

As soon as Aleks reached the kitchen Luna put herself in the way of the door so her enraged father couldn’t enter “Dad.” Luna simmered, ready to boil over with anger.

“Kiddo, I need to teach that bastard a lesson.” Nick said through gritted teeth, his eyes locked on the petrified Rojek in the kitchen.

“Bastard?” Luna repeated with distain before poking Nick in the chest and replying “How dare you!”

“Now Baby Girl…” Nick tried to manoeuvre both the conversation and a way around his daughter…but failed.

“Don’t you ‘Baby Girl’ me,” Luna cut down, her anger clear in her voice “I am so sick of this ridiculous protective Dad crap! Every boy I’ve ever brought home has never been good enough for you, have they?”

“Of course they weren’t!” Nick defended.

“Why? You don’t even get a chance to know them, you judge them as soon as you see him, you scare them away…but you didn’t scare him.” Luna spoke, pointing at her boyfriend.

Judy walked over to Nick and grabbed his paw then said “Let’s hear her out….but let Rojek get some pants on first.”

“…Ok.” Nick begrudgingly accepted, he stepped aside and let both Luna and Aleks pass by, with the couple quickly heading to the master bedroom to get changed.

Two minutes later Luna and Aleks returned to the spacious living room to find Judy and Nick on one sofa, with the red fox staring daggers into the young polish cop. Judy who was drinking the cappuccino she had brought from the coffee shop opened the conversation before the pair sat on the opposite sofa “So how long have you two being seeing each other?”  

Aleks, who was sometimes too honest for his own good, answered “Four months.”

“Are you serious!?” Nick snapped.

“Dad!” Luna warned.

“Nick, please.” Judy added.

“Fine! So how did this whole thing start?” Nick questioned.

“It was at the gym,” Luna answered truthfully “Aleks was new and couldn’t get one of the machines working so I helped him out, we started to chat and the rest is history.”

“By the time I found out Luna was the daughter of you two it was too late, I had fallen for her.” Aleks revealed.

Nick’s flames of anger burned brighter while Judy’s heart swelled at these words “So the day of the wave when you told me you had found someone special, you were talking about Rojek?” Judy asked, happy that her eldest kit had found a nice guy.

“Yes.” Luna confirmed before looking at Nick and saying “You can stop staring at Aleks with evil eyes.”

“Not happening.” Nick defied, continuing to stare with ill intent.

“Dad!” Luna forced “Ugh, you do this every time!…Except when Hannah started dating Robbie, why are you ok with Hannah and not him?”

“I’ve known Hannah since was born, she’d never hurt Robyn, she’s the perfect girlfriend for her.” Nick stated, standing by his statement.

“And you know Aleks.” Luna parried “You have been working with him for months.”

“That’s different,” Nick back peddled “he’s my officer, sure he’s a good cop but as a mammal I don’t know squat about him.”

“Nick,” Judy interjected with a sigh “I know you like Aleks as a mammal, you told me so.”

“Carrots.” Nick reacted, hoping in vain that she would back him up.

“The day after the wave you told me what happened in Sherwood, that Rojek was willing to sacrifice his job to save those in need, you told me you were proud of him.” Judy stated, looking at Aleks who looked rather sheepish.

Nick didn’t deny this claim but he wanted to move away from it all the same so he asked Luna “Why didn’t you tell us about you two?”

“I was going to but then the wave happened, and ever since it’s been crazy.” Luna explained “Plus you act all weird whenever I mention I’m in a relationship.”

“I still don’t like this.” Nick said sourly.

“Well tough shit,” Luna replied with a fire in her voice “I’m an adult and I can be a relationship with whomever I want.”

“Captain, Chief, may I say something?” Aleks spoke up, still maintaining police etiquette.

“When we’re like this Aleks we’re not your superiors; we’re Judy and Nick.” Judy eased the young fox’s worries, and when she saw Nick about to protest this she promptly punched him in the arm to stop him interrupting.

“If you have any fears that I would dishonour or hurt Luna please know I would never dream of such a thing,” Aleks began, feeling brave and entwining his paw with Luna’s “for one reason we all know Luna is not a pushover, she’s a strong vixen who doesn’t take disrespect from anyone and the second reason is; she is my Ukochana.”

“Uko-what?” Nick queried the foreign word.

“Ukochana, it means beloved. I love your daughter, I have never been happier than when I’m by her side, every day I try to be a fox worthy of her love and my body and soul belong to her…If you wish to fire me then go ahead but know I will stay with Luna no matter what.” Aleks declared, bracing himself for a verbal barrage.

But the venomous words never came, instead Nick remained stoic and silent while Judy welled up with tears before cracking “Oh, that is beautiful.” She gave a weepy smile.

Nick closed his eyes and breathed out, it was as if he had been verbally defeated before offering “Judy’s cooking her Bunny Burrow veggie stew tonight…why don’t you two join us?”

Luna who was still ticked off at her dad responded with “We’ll come, but if you begin acting like an asshole we’re gone, we clear?”

“Crystal.” Nick conceded, begrudgingly.

Judy who had kept her excitement at bay so far could no longer contain her glee at Luna being in love, she got up from the sofa and wrapped Aleks in a tight hug and grinned “Welcome to our crazy family! I’ll dig up all the old photos of Luna when she was a kit so you can have a look.”

“Mom.” Luna gave a warning tone but on the inside she was happy; at least one of her parents approved of Aleks.

A few minutes later Nick and Judy left the penthouse leaving the emotionally exhausted couple alone, after a long hug Aleks headed to the bathroom for a shower while Luna went back to the kitchen to continue making breakfast, it’s then Luna noticed her phone on the kitchen counter flashing with a new message, she grabbed it and opened the text from Olivia which just had to words ‘Bunker. ASAP.’

000

Robyn was waiting outside the hospital main entrance dressed in her casual clothes waiting for Kodi and Kion to arrive, the plan was for them to meet Hannah at the hospital and then hang out to either celebrate getting her sight back or consoling her on being blind forever, whatever happened they wanted to be there for Hannah. But all Robyn could think about at the moment was what happened at the graveyard earlier that morning and if Hannah was experiencing anything similar. It doesn’t make sense, I’m healing like magic and Hannah’s still blind, how the hell am I supposed to bring up this subject? Be like ‘Hey I’ve got super powers, have you?’ ugh this is crazy. Robyn thought as she looked at the mammals going in and out of the hospital, on the look out for the Savage family. And even if Hannah’s got these weird abilities, then what? Do we tell our parents? Our friends? Maybe I should talk to Luna about this.

“Hey Robyn.” A voice called out, Robyn looked behind her to see Kodi and Kion walking towards her.

“Sup’.” Robyn replied, her mind still on the whole ‘super powers’ subject.

“Any sign of her yet?” Kodi asked in a caring voice, despite acting like player the teen wolf did have a loving nature to him, he really did love his friends…and worry for them.

“Nothing yet, her appointment should’ve finished ten minutes ago.” Robyn fretted before looking up at Kion, the usual chipper lion looked crestfallen, his broad shoulders slumped and his big brown eyes were clearly showing his depression “I know it’s a dumb question but how are you holding up Kion?”

“Don’t mind me squirt,” Kion played down “we’re here for Hannah, she’s going through a lot more than I am right now.”

“Don’t say that big guy,” Kodi sympathised “we’re here for you too.”

“Thanks but honestly I don’t want to talk about Kiara at the moment, it’s bad enough at home.” Kion confided “Mom’s convinced she’s dead and Dad’s been a basket case since the wave, he spends hours just sitting in her old room…it’s like they’ve given up on her.”

“As long as you believe there’s still hope.” Kodi comforted.

“Thanks guys.” Kodi gave a sad smile, he then caught sight of three familiar figures approaching, it was the Savages “Hey it’s them.”

Robyn spun around and what she saw answered the question on whether or not anything could be done for Hannah’s eyesight; it was a definite no. Skye and Jack’s faces and body language just displayed defeat and grief, the husband and wife holding onto each other’s paws for strength. Hannah who was on the other side of her mother with her arm linked was holding her cane in her spare paw and had her usual content look on her muzzle. Hannah sniffed the air and greeted “Is that you guys?”

“It’s us babe.” Robyn confirmed.

“I’d say it’s nice to see you guys but well…” Hannah joked, much to the pain of her parents who exchanged an awkward look.

“Same old stripes.” Kodi grinned.

“Well one advantage to be being blind is that I’m never going to endure your horrible fashion sense Kodi.” Hannah played, unlinking from Skye’s arm and stepping closer to her friends.

“Ouch.” Kodi feigned being hurt.

“It’s good to see you haven’t lost your sense of humour.” Kion said, still worried for the hybrid.

“Well if I lost that then I’d really be screwed.” Hannah replied with a light chuckle.

“So…” Robyn had to say this “What did the doctor say?”

“All the shrapnel from the gas canisters was removed in the last few surgical ops,” Skye explained, sounding down “but the shrapnel was not the reason for Hannah going blind.”

“So what was it?” Kion followed up.

“The explosion.” Hannah answered, before adding a quiet “Ka-boom.”

“Huh?” Robyn sounded, her face scrunching up in confusion.

“The intense light and searing heat from the exploding gas canister oversaturated her retinas causing her…” Jack tried to explain but choked on his tears.

“Dad.” Hannah spoke softly, holding out her hand so he could take hold of it, which he did “It’s going to be ok, we all know it could’ve been worse. I still got all my other senses, I got the best parents any mammal could have and I’ve always my friends. Being blind is not going to stop me doing anything.”

Jack wiped away some tears and sniffed “I wish I was brave like you, little one.” Even though this was a tender moment Robyn couldn’t help but laugh internally every time Jack called Hannah by her pet name, seeing as she was much taller than her bunny father.

“Anyway me and the guys are going to hang out for a bit, I’ll be back around six.” Hannah said, letting go of her Dad’s hand.

“You’re going out after what you just learned?” Skye asked, aghast.

“Well yeah, what do want me to do? Sit around feeling sorry for myself.” Hannah parried, her aqua blue eyes still but had mischief in them.

“Well no but Zootopia’s more dangerous than ever since the quake, it’s not safe especially for a blind girl.” Jack pointed out.

Hannah let out a sigh and stepped back over to her friends before saying “Look I’ve got a Lion and wolf with me, who’s going to mess with us? Plus I’ve got Robyn with me, she’d never anything happen to me. And if push comes to shove I can fight off an attacker with my cane.” Hannah proceed to hold her cane like a sword and swiped at the air.

“Ok,” Skye accepted “be safe.”

Fifteen minutes later the four teens were stood outside the Bugga Burger in Sherwood, only to find a bunch of cops and yellow tape surrounding the fast food place. “What the?” Robyn mumbled, the windows had bullet holes in them, staff members were being interviewed by police and paramedics were loading a shot moose into the back of an ambulance.

“What’s going on? I hear a lot of noises…and I can smell blood.” Hannah asked, honing her sense of smell.

“Looks like someone shot up the Bugga Burger.” Kodi answered “Who holds up a burger joint?”

“Someone desperate.” Kion theorized “A lot of stuff like this has been happening lately.”

“Yeah, my parents have been working like crazy, I heard Mom say crime rates had tripled since the wave.” Robyn added.

“So no burgers.” Hannah huffed, tapping her cane on the pavement with annoyance.

“We could just get a load of junk food from the convenience store and veg out somewhere.” Kodi suggested.

“Meh, why not?” Hannah agreed, really craving something unhealthy.

The convenience store wasn’t that far away, the group loaded up on chips, sodas and candy bars before sitting on the curb outside the store, stuffing their faces. “So good.” Hannah cooed, munching on some extra spicy tortilla chips.

“I’ve missed candy so much,” Kodi spoke with his mouth full of milk duds “the 7/11 near my house collapsed in the quake.”

“I miss going to school,” Kion spoke up “they say it’s going to be another three weeks before St. Zoo High reopens.”

“At least you get to go back there, I’ve got go to a school for the blind.”  Hannah replied “I’ve got to learn brail before I can even think about continuing my education.”

“You can do it, you always did have good grades.” Robyn encouraged, kissing Hannah on the cheek.

“Well at least I’ll be able to brag that I’ve got the most amazing girlfriend to my new classmates.” Hannah grinned, her tail wagging with happiness.

“Excuse me.” A polite voice brought the four out of their conversation. They looked to their left to see a cougar in his mid twenties with a stack of flyers “Can I give you one of these.” Holding out the flyer.

Kion took the piece of paper and glanced briefly at the info on it ‘DO YOUR PART FOR ZOOTOPIA, VOLOUNTEER AT THE SHERWOOD DISASTER RELIEF CENTRE, ALL MAMMALS WELCOME’ “Relief centre? What’s this all about?” Kion asked the cougar.

“The Sherwood community centre is housing some mammals left homeless from the wave, we’re looking for mammals to help us rebuild houses, make care packages, organise clothing donations, basically anything we can do to help.” The cougar explained.

“Aw that’s nice.” Hannah commented.

“So what is the red cross or government running it?” Robyn queried before taking a sip of her cherry cola.

“Nope, we’re just normal Zootopians trying to help, like Nick Wilde did.” The cougar answered.

Robyn spit out her cola at the mention of her father “D-did you say Nick Wilde?” She spluttered.

“Yeah, you’ve got have seen that youtube video of that cop who stopped the looting in Sherwood by using his words.” The Cougar was wondering why the teen look bewildered.

“Yeah, The heart of Sherwood video, I heard it’s got like ten million views.” Kion confirmed.

“My dad’s on youtube!?” Robyn asked, hardly believing what she was hearing.

“How did you not know about this?” Kodi laughed.

“Wait, you’re Nick Wilde’s daughter? Aren’t you a Hare?” The Cougar pondered out loud.

“Nope I’m a hybrid, I’m half bunny.”  Robyn cleared up.

“Same here, except my Mom’s a fox and my Dad’s a bunny.” Hannah threw in.

“Well whatever you guys are, we could really use the help.” The Cougar added.

“Sure we can drop in, we’re not doing anything.” Kion smiled, knowing his friends were of the same mind.

“Great look for a deer named Alana, she’s in charge.” The Cougar gave a satisfied smile.

After finishing their snacks the three friends made their way to community centre a few blocks away, Robyn was not surprised to see a wave town had formed around the building with dozens of tents dotted around the grounds and mammals trying to live normally in the squalor. Robyn felt a sense of guilt as she walked down the street, sure she had nearly died in the wave but she still had a roof over her head and parents to take care of her. These mammals had lost everything and relying on hand outs from the government and the charity of strangers, she noticed some kids playing a game of baseball in the middle of the road with a rough diamond drew in coloured chalk, which was relatively safe seeing as the street was closed to traffic, the kids ranged from six to ten years of age and all of them were wearing smiles despite what had happened, Robyn wished sometimes that she could be that naive and blissful again but she knew it was foolish. One of the kids, a bear cub, threw a curveball and the young zebra batter struck it perfectly and it went zipping through the air out of the chalk marked diamond and right at Hannah, before Robyn could react though Hannah’s paw shot up and caught the ball just before it hit her in the face. “WHOA!” The kids chorused “Did you see that!?”

Kodi was speechless for once and his jaw was slack, as he looked at the blind girl with a bamboozled look on his face.

“Damn…” Was the only thing Kion could say as he tried to process what he just saw.

Hannah looked the most surprised by this, “What…how did I do that?” she breathed, gripping the baseball tighter.

“Did you see that coming?” Robyn questioned, her mind already jumping to another answer; the medicine.

“No…I felt it.” Hannah tried to describe “That was weird.”

“Hey can we have our ball back?” The Bear cub asked.

“Oh, sorry.” Hannah snapped out of her daze before throwing it back, aimed perfectly at the cub who caught it with ease which caused another ripple of whispers and gasps among the kids.

“How did you know where to throw?” Robyn asked, her navy eyes going wide with astonishment.

“I don’t know.” Hannah answered, sounding a little scared “Come on, let’s go inside.” She quickly changed the subject, leading her way with her cane tapping in front of her, the other three sharing a look of confusion before catching up with Hannah.

The group of friends walked into the main building of the community centre and were met with a scene akin to a military operation, except every single one of these mammals were civilians. There were a team of mammals in one corner trying to fix broken electronics, another team sorting out cans of food and bottles of water, one squad were going over schematics for new homes and the final team were sifting through clothing and blanket donations. “I don’t care if city hall wants the wave town moved, it isn’t happening!” A young but commanding voice yelled from the middle of the room, the voice belonged to a white tailed deer in her early twenties staring up at an unimpressed bull elephant in a designer suit.

“Listen the governor has stated that only specific parts of the city can have waves towns and Sherwood isn’t one of them.” The elephant blustered.

“Those other wave towns are already overcrowded and smell of piss and shit, at least here mammals can eat and sleep in relative safety.” The doe replied with a fire in her voice, she was speaking so loud that most mammals in the room had stopped what they were doing to watch the exchange.

“I have a written order from the governor, do you wish to defy the government?” The elephant threatened.

“Do you wish to drag innocent mammals from their home and stick them in a hell hole?” The doe slung back, she was dressed in a casual shirt and jeans.

“Ok, suit yourself, but please note if the wave town outside this community centre is not vacated in the next 24 hours the governor will order the national guard to move everyone by force.” The elephant smirked down at the doe who was tiny in comparison.

“Oh no, the national guard whatever shall we do!” The deer hammed up “What can a bunch of ordinary folk do against soldiers and their guns?” the doe then began to chuckle.

“What’s so funny?” The elephant asked, clearly irritated.

“You know every mammal had a weapon in here that could defeat your boss and his troops in a matter of seconds,” The deer sniggered before producing a phone out of her pocket “one of these.”

“A smartphone?” The elephant scoffed.

“Exactly, you see the moment you send the national guard here we’ll start streaming on the internet as you force mammals at gunpoint to move, I’m sure ZNN would love to see that.” The doe grinned devilishly.

The elephant’s expression drooped but he still managed to say “You’re bluffing.”

“I can picture the headline now ‘Cruel California Governor terrorises own citizens’, it’s bit of bad press to have especially during an election year.” The doe piled on. The elephant was now at a loss for words, he let out a grunt of displeasure and made his way out of the building with the deer waving a hoof and singing “Buh-bye.”

“Ok that was just awesome.” Hannah said out loud, who had listened to conversation intently.

The deer turned to see Robyn, Hannah, Kodi and Kion and promptly asked “And you are?”

“Is this the Relief centre?” Kodi asked, rather stupidly.

“No it’s the Sherwood luxury spa, we offer massages, there’s a sauna in the back and a Olympic sized swimming pool out front.” The Deer replied with sarcasm.

Kodi who felt dumb as hell at this point joked “I could always use a massage.”

“I’ll make it simple do you need help or do you want to help?” The doe asked bluntly, crossing her arms.

“We want to help.” Kion answered.

“Good, we always need new volunteers.” The doe smiled “My name’s Alana, Alana Clearwater and you kids are?”

“Kion Priderock.” The lion answered.

“Kodi Jones.” The embarrassed magician answered.

“I’m Hannah Savage.” The striped hybrid introduced herself.

Before Robyn could introduce herself Alana asked “Um, are you blind?”

“Nah I just carry this cane around for kicks.” Hannah kidded.

“You want help, even though, y’know…” Alana tried to find the right words, her hoof nervously tracing speckles on her cheeks.

“I lost my sight in the wave but I know mammals lost a lot more, if I can help in anyway please let me.” Hannah informed with conviction.

“I like your style kid.” Alana gave an impressed look and a nod before turning to Robyn “How about you red? What do I call you?”

“Robyn Wilde.” Robyn answered.

“Wilde…you related to Captain Wilde?” Alana questioned.

“He’s my dad.” Robyn clarified.

“Oh yeah, I heard he was married to a bunny.” Alana grinned “Well let me say your Dad inspired most of the mammals in this room, including myself, he’s a great mammal.”

“Uh…thanks, I guess.” Robyn replied, unsure of how to take the compliment.

“So let’s get you some job assignments.” Alana continued, she looked at Kion and asked “You got any back problems Kion?”

“No, why?” Kion asked back.

“I need a mammal to help with the construction crew, you up to the task?” Alana asked, pointing to the crew in the corner.

“You got it.” Kion complied, strolling over to introduce himself to the rest of the team.

“Ok where’s that wolf kid?” Alana asked, wondering where Kodi had gotten off to.

Robyn rolled her eyes and pointed with a sigh “There he is.” Kodi was chatting to a very pretty she wolf trying to fix a TV.

“Let me guess, he’s flirting?” Hannah chortled.

“Ten points.” Alana griped before marching over to the lover boy.

“Wow, so you do a lot of charity work?” The she wolf asked.

“Oh yeah,” Kodi lied “it’s so important to help other mammals in need.”

“You’re so sweet.” The she wolf cooed.

“So you like to help out mammals huh?” Alana cut in.

Kodi who had not banked on the interruption panicked and answered “Yeah, of course.”

“That’s so good to hear, because you’re job in cleaning the shower and toilet block out back.” Alana smirked “These poor mammals need a clean environment.”

Kodi’s smile faded and huffed “Fine.” Knowing it was pointless to protest.

“What about us?” Hannah asked Alana, eager to help.

“Well we need some crates of bottled water taken out of the storage shed, can you two handle that?” Alana proposed, taking a key from her pocket and passing it to Robyn.

“Sure thing.” Robyn agreed, taking the key.

Kodi, Hannah and Robyn made their way to the back yard of the community centre with Kodi grumbling “Damn cleaning duty, this sucks.”

“Serves you right.” Hannah laughed.

“Hey I was just chatting to her.” Kodi defended.

“No you weren’t,” Robyn cut down “you were trying to get into her panties.”

“Tch, anyway….” Kodi changed the subject “what was with that baseball Stripes?”

Robyn and Kodi watched the trepidation return to Hannah’s face as she answered “You’re going to think I’m crazy.”

“Babe?” Robyn spoke, putting a reassuring paw on her girlfriend’s shoulder.

“Hey it’s us remember, you can tell us anything and we’ll keep our traps shut.” Kodi vowed.

“Ok,” Hannah said cautiously “I could feel it flying towards me, like static or something.”

“Static?” Kodi repeated.

“It’s been happening all week, I can feel stuff, like I know where objects are in a room because I can feel them around me likes little buzzes of electricity.” Hannah struggled to convey “And it’s not just that, all my other senses have kicked into overdrive. I could hear you guys talking outside the hospital before while I was in the elevator.”

“That’s….” Robyn was about to say impossible but after this morning in graveyard the word possible had changed for her somewhat.

The loud sound of a chain snapping halted the conversation, two stallions opening up the storage shed with bolt cutters and a pick up truck parked outside. “Are they doing what I think their doing?” Hannah asked, hearing the two horses whisper ‘Hurry up’ and ‘Be on the lookout’ from far away.

“They’re stealing the supplies.” Robyn growled.

“Let’s call 911.” Kodi suggested.

“They won’t get here in time.” Robyn replied before trudging over and shouting “Hey, what are you doing!?”

The two stallions turned around with one of them bellowing “Clear off kid, if you know what’s good for ya’.”

“Leave. Now.” Robyn spat.

“Robyn!?” Kodi flapped.

“Robyn be careful!” Hannah yelled.

“We’ve already called the cops, you’ve got about two minutes before they arrive.” Robyn lied, stepping closer to the thieves.

“You need to learn when to shut up brat!” The Stallion with buck teeth barked, flexing his muscles.

“Go run home to your ma, you cute little bunny.” The other horse teased, this one holding the bolt cutters.

“Cute?” Robyn whispered, her eyes narrowing.

“Oh hell.” Kodi gulped.

“He called her the ‘c’ word.” Hannah grimaced

“Last chance ass hats; leave.” Robyn said, standing her ground.

The horse with the bolt cutters had heard enough and swung the bolt cutters down at Robyn, she dodged them easily and kicked the stallion in the gut with such a force he was knocked into the side of his pick up truck with a visible dent….that was impossible Robyn was around the 17 pound mark in weight yet she managed to kick and launch 1500lb horse with little effort, The medicine!? She thought it gave super strength too! When Robyn realised what she had done she felt a surge of energy course through her, she was going to teach these thieves a lesson she bared her canine like teeth and grinned at the other horse who looked terrified and simply said “Playtime.”

(AN/ DUN DUN DUN! Both of our heroines have powers!? What did you folks think!? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE Review!!!!!!! Next time on Star of Ceartais; Robyn, Hannah and Kodi form a crazy idea, the MM gang and Olivia discover some disturbing truths, an awkward dinner happens at the Wilde residence and a heartbroken mammal arrives in zootopia. Please review and c ya soon…)

Marriage gets a lot better when you stop expecting it to be perfection. The moment you change your expectations of love your heart is now ready to mature into real love.

A love that comes packaged in a dunyah which is like a prisoner for the believer. Yes, we love in some form of temporary prison, and yet, within it’s limitations there is immense beauty and breathtaking moments to be experienced. The mercy of Allah is great, and His signs are everywhere.

Even in love. But His tests are there too. The ones to shape us, remind us of Who we need the most, of Who is going to save us. Of Whose love is the greatest.

Let go of seeking perfection and instead, embrace the journey of growing together in love and worship for the sake of Allah.

—  Via Wives of Jannah
8

Marcel Proust’s In Search of Lost Time 7 tomes as paintings.

“But sometimes illumination comes to our rescue at the very moment when all seems lost; we have knocked at every door and they open on nothing until, at last, we stumble unconsciously against the only one through which we can enter the kingdom we have sought in vain a hundred years - and it opens.”

Holy shit picture this: Evil queen Allura and her five cutthroat paladins who are willing to die for her at will

Imagine that galra are fuckin scared of Allura and her crew because of their lack of mercy and the fact that she takes no prisoners

They conquer planets within minutes and they don’t need any help from any quintessence or body modifications–her and her five soliders are superior fighters and nothing is really a challenge.
The last time Zarkon tried to face her head on, he lost almost 75% of his fleet and he’s been suffering suffering from that loss ever since.

Allura’s home planet was destroyed so now she will conquer every single planet in the universe to make up for the loss of Altea and she won’t stop until they are all hers

romancoin's Prompt: Part Four- Best Laid Plans

Premise of the Prompt: Claire goes back in time to break Jamie out of Ardsmuir with the help of old war buddies.

You can find the first three parts on the blog… I can’t link back to them on mobile, but everything’s tagged romancoinprompt if you want to find it that way.

Morning of the prison break.


David had infiltrated Ardsmuir without trouble the night before, gaining valuable intel on which cell Jamie was in. That was the only thing we hadn’t been able to ascertain in the future. Rosters of Jacobites, routines of inmates, and rotations of guards had all been dutifully recorded in Lord Grey’s diary, but there had not been a need to document which particular area of the prison an individual inmate was in on a particular day.


Our plan was this:


Walt, our decoy Lord Henry Beauchamp, would enter the prison under the guise of an appointment with the Governor. The two would converse as Murtagh and Fergus got Jamie onto the moor, then rendezvous with Ian and I at Ellen’s tower.


This left Walt and David as our diversions within the prison. David would cause an explosion in the armory, sending all available men in that direction. This would, in all logic, fluster the good Governor into a frenzy in which he could sign something he didn’t really read. The document would pertain to the inmate James Fraser, thus linking all three names officially. Walt would then plant a copy of the release in the Lord’s papers to be discovered once Jamie’s absence was detected. Walt would then make his exit and David would follow once he was clear.


That was the plan, of course. How it would all actually go down wouldn’t be known for hours yet.



Brianna flat out refused to be left behind at Lallybroch with Marie, Robert, and newly introduced Aunt Jenny. I didn’t want her anywhere near the wretched place where her father was imprisoned and tried every bribe, threat, and petition I could think of to get her to stay.


Ian found this highly amusing and settled back on the settee to watch the battle of wills unfold. I glared at him, wishing for an ally over a spectator.


“I don’t care if you make me eat bread and water for a week!” Bree stomped her foot, blue eyes blazing. “If you won’t let me come, I’ll just wait until you leave and then follow you!”


“Now tha’s a Fraser plan if I ever heard one,” Ian chortled. Maybe I’d make an ally of him yet in this battle, “An’ wha’ good would ye do yer poor Mam and Da wanderin’ lost in the middle of the moor?”


Brianna’s chin rose a good two inches, “I wouldn’t get lost.”


Jenny swiftly stopped her husband from laughing again, seeing the child was actually completely confident in her navigation skills and didn’t him want to taunt her further. “Brianna, lass, I want to go wi’ yer mam and the men too, but I need ye to wait wi’ me, aye?”


Brianna looked between Jenny and I, as if weighing her options. Her hands were clenched at her sides and her jaw was set in stone. Her voice was low and even when she finally spoke. “No. Mama needs me. My father needs me.”


“I will stay where you tell me to and not move an inch, I will follow directions to the letter, and I will be as quiet as a mouse, but I am going with you. I’m not a baby! I know what’s going on and I want to meet my father doing something he’d be proud of, not sitting at home like a little girl.”



We heard the explosion from Ellen’s tower. Ian and I shared a nervous glance over Brianna’s head, unsure if the scale of this distraction had been part of the plan or if something had gone afoul.


The silence that followed was just as deafening. I knew it would take them a good bit to ride from there to here, but my heart strained harder by the minute to hear any sound that beckoned the return of my husband.


Ten years.


What would he look like? It wouldn’t be the years that aged him, but the trauma within them. Culloden, the threat of harm to his family by his presence in the cave, the voluntary imprisonment in order to keep them safe.


I pressed my cheek against the cold stone wall of the tower, sliding my eyes shut to see him as I had so many times before. Soon, I would no longer need my memories and imagination, I would stand before him. I’d be feel the strength and assurance of his arms around me.


And Brianna. My heart clenched at the echo of the words she spoke this morning.


“My father needs me.”


She was so like him, in both appearance and spirit. Would he see it too? Or would he only see the years we had lost? The milestones and memories that had been torn from him that I had shared with Frank?


I don’t know how long I stood that way, but the skin of my cheek was numb when Brianna came up alongside me. I gathered her in my arms and she melted into me. In her own quiet way, she let me know what she was feeling.


Kissing the top of her head, I whispered, “It won’t be long now.”


Ian moved from his post just inside the entrance and stepped out into the rain. The action made my heart drop to my toes, my grip tightening around Brianna. I could now hear what he had, the steady thundering of horses hooves.

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