Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 2Chapter 2. Unexpected Obstacles.
Sunday, February 27st.
Park Bench. 1:24 pm.
It's a trial is what it is!
I was told before I left the temple that the outside world was full of temptations that could pull even the most virtuous dragon from the path of right, but I suppose I never paid too much attention I just thought how bad could it really be?
It turns out quite bad.
I guess that makes it sound worse than it actually is. The outside world isn't really tempting in a blatantly sinful, debaucheries on every corner kind of way. That would have been easy to resist. It's tempting in a more down to earth, subtle, paradoxically harder to resist kind of way.
Human culture is just so full of distractions!
I mean, really! Parkways, theatres, music, sporting events, restaurants that sell every kind of food imaginable (and unimaginable), and everywhere it's stores, stores, stores! How do humans ever manage to get anything important done wi
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Lima Town. 4:30 pm.
Ugh predictably enough it's been an absolute trial to get provisions. There weren't any stores intact left around the port and since I wouldn't dream of doing something as disgraceful as looting (sadly the same cannot be said for the residents of the town), I had to travel a bit down the coast to the next town over to purchase supplies. A lot of other people had the same idea, so it's pretty crowded.
And now I suppose I have no excuse not to start my ocean journey after Miss Lina and her friends.
It's just it's a long trip to fly! Flying is faster than walking, but it's absolutely exhausting and it's going to be even more difficult over the sea. If I was flying on land then I could just touch down and take a break whenever I needed one, but on the ocean? There's no guarantee that there's going to be anywhere for me to stop.
I suppose if I set out right now that I coul
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Xellos had been trying unsuccessfully for the last several hours to get Filia to look at him.
Ah, but putting it that way made it sound rather unfairly pathetic. The current state of affairs, with his outwardly nonchalant efforts to turn her gaze his way being thwarted by her insistence on looking at such things as tree bark, dirt, and animal dung (elements that she would most likely insist were much more worthy of her attention than he was), was not the way this whole thing had started. No this campaign had begun not with failure, but with unexpected success.
That morning had run much like any other morningwith a lengthy breakfast served at the inn they'd stayed at. Lina had been complaining about her latest efforts to destroy her sleep cycle by staying up all night looking through as much Outer World literature as she could find concerning magical items, Zelgadis, who had been doing just as much research, complained about how much Lina was comp
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Filia opened the door to the kiln and took a deep breath. It was cool now, but she could still smell the smoky mixture of earth and flame. She reached in and felt the ceramic surface of the piece within. She looked it over careful, spinning it gently. So often a promising vase could be ruined in its trial by fire. Here, though, all seemed to be well. There was certainly no warping, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she had confirmed that the new paint she'd bought had held up under the heat. She smiled. All that was left was to put this on the shelf, where it would surely find a home when her shop doors opened the next morning.
She lifted the vase from its warm and cozy mortar womb, hugged it to her chest, and carefully shut the oven door. She turned around and walked two stepsmaybe three.
"Oh dear," commented Filia's saluter. "How very clumsy of you."
Filia was already crouched down on the floor graspi
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Unusual sights often go unappreciated simply because spectators don't understand what it is that they're seeing. It was in this way that a handful of buzzed pub patron's completely failed to appreciate the oddity of a monster and a dragon sitting at the bar and drinking together. All they saw through their booze-glazed haze was a young man and woman who looked as though they'd rather be anywhere else and in any other company.
And it was true that neither Xellos nor Filia would've put themselves in this situation of their own volition. But earlier that day as they were walking through town they'd been having a let's call it a discussion a debate a comparative exercise to demonstrate which of their races was best. The word 'jerkface' had been thrown around, yes, but there's no reason for that to take anything away from the solemnity of the proceedings.
Lina hadn't appreciated that in the least. She'd turned to them, raked her hand
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Tuesday, March 19th.
Ocea City Inn. 8:00 am.
I'm so excited! Today we'll begin the first step of our journey to the Temple of the Fire Dragon King, and eventually, to save the worldand we'll do it as a team. I better get the others up so we can get startedafter all, there's not a moment to lose when it comes to the fate of the world!
Ocea City InnDining Hall. 9:00 am.
Oh, well, okay. I suppose before we start out on our long journey, it makes sense to have a good, hardy breakfast to keep us going the rest of the day. After all, depending on the time we make and what's along the way, we may not find a place for lunch, so we should probably take advantage of what's already in front of us.
Still, it seems to me that Miss Lina and the others are having a bit too hardy a breakfast. I suppose they travel more than I do and they know enough not to turn down an opportunity to eat but well, to be honest, I'm sti
House of Secrets, Part 1A/N: Happy Halloween, folks! Here's part 1 of a Xellos/Filia fic that AmberPalette and I have been working on together. Part 1 is from Filia's perspective and written by me and part 2 is from Xellos's perspective and written by AmberPalette. The link to part two will be posted in the description.House of Secrets, Part 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
House of Secrets
Part 1. Filia's Perspective.
It wasn't even as though it was a particularly scary house. It was well, maybe a little imposing, but only in the way that really big houses always are. It didn't have any of the features that I'd have expected on a haunted houseno crushing façade, no prowling gargoyles on the roof, no windows that looked suspiciously like faces apparently Jacob Grogan, the head of the merchant empire family that had first commissioned the house, had decided that he didn't want his family living in a gothic cathedral, so the architects had opted for something a little less fashionable and a little more rustic. It was most
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Filia had to admit, Xellos wasn't the worst person in the world to go grocery shopping with. Oh, he certainly wasn't as attentive a helper as Jillas or as willing to carry bags as Gravos, but at least he didn't double the grocery bill, which was more than she could say for Val and his growing-boy appetite. So with Jillas minding the store and Gravos taking Val to clarinet lessons, she could at least say it wasn't ungodly awful to have Xellos accompany her.
Although not out loud.
"Try not to drop anything this time," she told him testily as they navigated through the crowded aisles of the outdoor market. "I'm sick of hearing 'Clean up in aisle 5!' everywhere we go."
"Accidents happen, Filia," he informed her sagely, readjusting his grip on the paper bag he'd deigned to carry.
"Accidents happen suspiciously often around you!" she snapped back before turning to look at her shopping list. "Let's see I think that's all we need for food, bu
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It all started because Xellos needed a place to keep his books. He didn't exactly subscribe to the notion that knowledge was power, but knew all too well that knowledge was the best way to leverage power. Not only that, but he also knew the location of every five-star ice cream parlor in the entire world. That was something worth bragging about.
He supposed that he could've kept them on the astral side but well books seem to sort of belong on shelves. And he didn't like reading on the astral side anyway. The constantly shifting light sources made the prospect rather annoying.
And what is a house but a place to store shelves?
So he'd gotten a space of his ownnot to live in, but to keep things in. It worked out well not only for books but for any items that he had to eh 'confiscate' because they were too dangerous for human hands, but were not to be destroyed. Plus he could read mid-air without arousing any
Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 4Chapter 4. Collateral Damage.Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I've lost my mace.
I've lost my mace!
Of all the things I could possibly lose, why did it have to be that?! I could've lost my tea setkind of a shame, it's a nice one, but I could always get another one ( and I enjoy tea set shopping anyway); I could've lost my guide books, which would be annoying and confusing and probably get me lost; I could've lost all my money and have to scrounge and beg just to get by; I could've lost my headdress and be exposed to all the world as a non-human, and be on the receiving end of all kinds of fear and speciesism and I'd still be better off than losing my mace!
For heaven's sake! It's more than just about the mace itself! My father gave me that mace when I was just a little girl. I couldn't even lift it back then but he told me that one day I'd be strong enough to wield it all on my ownand that it would protect me when he was no longer able to.
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Chapter 1. Into the Unknown.
Sunday, February 19th.
Bountameer Inn. Dining Hall. 4:16 pm.
I'm not sure what to write. I've never really done this before.
Well, I guess that's not really true. I've probably started a diary at least half a dozen times. It just always seemed like such a good idea to me ever since I'd read the suggestion in a conduct novel growing up. I mean, it would be nice to be able to go over the events of my day to be able to better puzzle over themand of course to look back on and remember years down the line. And diary-keeping is supposed to be excellent for guiding the spiritual journeys of young ladies and keep them accountable for their behavior. But I don't think I've ever stuck with one journal for more than a week. I always meant to keep it up but it's so much harder to do than it sounds. Some days it would seem like nothing would happen that was worth writing down and other days it seemed
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Episode Fifty: Undeniable Emotions
At the moment, according to Filia, everything that went wrong in the world was Xellos fault. Xellos, the most infuriating living creature in the universe, the one who turned her world upside-down and made her throw all logic out the window. The golden dragons had to be wrong about their naive theories of love, they simply had to be. It made a lot more sense for the ancient traditions to be a bunch of lies than for her to be loved by Xellos, consciously or not. It was just lust and Filia was a golden dragon, she couldn't be influenced with only that, she refused to be.
The door to her room was quietly opened, though it wasn't silent enough to be constituted as sneaking. The person invading her Seyruun quarters was purposely making his arrival known as he joined her by the window. "What are you staring at out there?" Xellos casually inquired.
"Nothing," Filia truthfully answered and moved on to more important observations. "Your hair
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Episode Sixty: Painful Grudges
Xellos and Filia made their way out of the town and towards a field of flowers that reminded Xellos of the garden in Celestina's villa. She was no doubt responsible for this, but why? "I have the key," Filia revealed a small key that could remove the magic suppressing collar Xellos had and he was all to glad to be rid of it. "This may sound crazy, but I think we're in the past. The buildings look like ancient structures, the dragons are dressed like in the past and I think I saw my grandmother."
"Then that man who said the War of the Monsters' Fall happened over a hundred years ago wasn't crazy after all," Xellos concluded. He had noticed the style of the environment being similar to the past as well, even if it was hard to believe.
"How could this have happened? I only remember seeing that light that came from that dragon and we were here," Filia recalled. "Who was that white haired dragon?"
"A descendant of one of the few survivors of the
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Episode Fifty-Four: The Mysterious Lady
In another inn that happened to be in the way to the next town in the journey, Lina and company were sitting at a table surrounding the map that Amelia had kept safe from Xellos. The monster turned human, had run off somewhere in town, joining his companions a while later with his own map in hand. "Since Zelgadis is so terribly selfish and wouldn't let me borrow his map, I got my own," he placed the map on the table. "You're going here," he pointed out the farming village were they were traveling to. I'm going here," he pointed at a location near the village. "So I guess we'll be traveling down the same road for a while."
"What's there?" Lina curiously asked. It didn't look like Xellos was actually pointing at anything on the map, or maybe something was missing from the depiction.
"I'll tell you later. We might as well stop at the village next to our destination," Xellos replied ambiguously. "And Lina... you might have to earn
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Episode Sixty-Five: Hostages and Bargaining Chips
Filia and Xellos were trapped in an unstable area of astral space and knew that escaping would not be an easy task. "Constricting astral space is difficult to break through," Xellos stated. This was a death trap; it was all arranged so that Narcissus' destroyer would fall along with him if it came to that. Regardless of if the others became aware of their predicament, there was little they could do to get them out. Even for a monster, it would be extremely difficult to escape such a situation, but for a very strong monster, it wouldn't be impossible. Xellos still had the card Filia gave him, the card that would make her an official golden dragon and set her up to fulfill all the annoying technicalities of his curse. "I can get us out of this," there was no room for doubt anymore, he gave her the card.
Filia stared at the card for a split second before the realization hit her. This was the only thing that could save them. I
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Episode Fifty-Two: Show Me How To Care
Lina's not so merry band of travelers was fully aware of the lovers' spat, or perhaps ex-lovers' spat, between Xellos and Filia. The same fact applied to the majority of the inn's current guests, yet the shouting had been so fierce that they dared not complain. At least the quarreling couple had quieted by now. While Filia enjoyed her stolen ice-cream on a rooftop somewhere in town, Xellos proceeded with his investigation. Sure, why not? He had already dragged his stubborn pride through the mud and danced a stupid little dance on top of it. So why shouldn't he ask all sorts of mortifying questions for the sake of survival?
Besides, he was Xellos; it took a lot to embarrass him. The part that really bothered him was how exposed he had been lately. It wasn't like back when they infiltrated that all female kingdom. He didn't have a big problem with parading around in a pretty dress, because back then he was still the trickster who
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Episode Forty-Seven: Rain and Sunshine
The rain that fell over Seyruun had stopped and the skies became sunny and clear. It was as if the weather was mocking the travelers it soaked by turning nice shortly after they finally reached shelter. Weather sarcasm aside, Zelgadis and Amelia were in a good mood as they took to the streets of the fair kingdom with Fang by their side. The monster fox had curiously followed them out and Amelia, who was rather fond of animals, took it upon herself to show him around. Zelgadis didn't like the idea as this was Zelas' pet that Xellos was supposed to walk. Yet not even the chore could ruin his overall good mood as he walked through town next to Amelia.
"Can we stop here a moment? I need to get something." Zelgadis pointed at a large warehouse. It was mostly a place where merchants left their good, though it could also be used as a storage room for personal property. "I'll be right back."
"Sure," it didn't look like Zelgadis wanted
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Episode Forty: Out Of Control
The clock had just struck midnight and all of Filia's emotions became suddenly imperceptible. Xellos thought he was close to breaking the curse that turned him into a human, but he was in truth in mortal danger. Filia's hands traveled to Xellos' neck where she grasped his throat tightly. He tried to get free but her grip was impossible to break. He tried to tell her to stop, but he couldn't breathe a word. Then he was able to sense Filia's emotions again, but only faintly.
There was a strong desperation making it's way to her once empty eyes. This wasn't love, Filia was being controlled, she had become nothing but a puppet without a say on what her body did. Yet her will was strong, it couldn't be suppressed completely and tried to make its way to the surface. She could see what she was doing. She could see Xellos' face becoming deadly pale, his eyes dangerously tired. She didn't want to do this. She tried to loosen her grip on his neck
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Episode Seventy: When In Doubt, Go On A Journey
Once again like many other times, Lina, Gourry, Amelia, Zelgadis, Filia and Xellos, found themselves on the road to Seyruun, simply because they were not sure of where to go next. Seyruun seemed like the obvious choice since it always had food waiting for Lina, or so she hoped, in spite of the kingdom's generous efforts against the famine. It would take time, but the land was set to recover, so maybe Phil would still be willing to generously feed them.
Unlike in other past occasions, this time around, the group had an additional companion, a golden dragon by the name of Phythan who was ironically Beast Master's intern. There was also a lot more uncertainty in the air, due to the unanswered questions in regards to Zelas' plans, which even Xellos himself was unaware of and even more uncertainty related to the Lord of Nightmares.
Uncertainty or not, however, Lina was still Lina and she still had a monstrous appetite to feed, m
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Episode Twenty: Allies of Justice
In the distance past the north dome, there was a dark misty forest with a small cave in the middle of it. Filia had transformed back into her human form and was huddled up in that little cave protected from the rain but not from her own conscience. Her life was a mess, a very embarrassing mess.
It wasn't too long before Amelia caught up to Filia and landed in the spot where the golden glow had faded. She looked around, spotting a figure in the dimness of the small cave, which was not deep enough to be pitch-black, though the entire forest was a little dark due to the weather and thick trees. The princess hurried to the cave, kneeling beside the ball of self pity that was her friend. "Aw, don't cry Miss Filia," she hugged her gently and rubbed a soothing hand on her back like a mother consoling a crying child. "There, there, it's going to be alright."
"No it's not," Filia sobbed. "There's some kind of evil plot going on and I've alre
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Episode Twenty-Eight: Expect the Unexpected
After all the explanations about spells were out of the way and Lina expressed her understanding, Celo nodded his approval at her conclusions. He smiled in a similar way to that of a nerd after spotting a collector's edition of a famous book of his favorite subject on sale at his most frequented shop. "The difference between the spells is that young Phythan's spell focuses on the positive side of chance, while Miss Martina's spell attempts to control both the positive and the negative, to attack and defend, all at once, thus making it a more difficult spell. If the two titans of mastering chance collided, then surely the boy would have been driven to the edge. Yet he retreated as if he did not wish to be freed from his prison, that which was stolen."
"Which is what?" Lina growled impatiently. "What was it that was stolen?" Other than a history lesson in spells, all that they knew so far was that something was apparently st
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That was it. That was the second time you had ever lost a shooter. He beat you by 5 whole kills. This was unprecedented. This was not how things are supposed to go and you will have none of that.
"Best ten out of thirty."
"Vriska, are you really that butthurt over a little loss?" John laughs wholeheartedly and claps a hand on your shoulder. You wish you could burn objects with just a glare.
"How are you this good... Like, how are YOU THIS. GOOD."
John laughs again, you are losing patience. "Seriously? I never really expected a girl to be this competitive at video games!"
You snap your gaze back to his face again and put your controller down. He doesn't seem to notice.
"I mean, really! Hahahahaha! You are probably one of those tournie types... the ones that take it really seriously... Wow, I don't know if I should be pleased to have someone like you living with me or embarrassed!"
You bunch your hands into fists. He still hasn't noticed through his continuous banter the anger that is bu
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You wake up early the next morning. The sun is just now rising and it's hazy and cool outside. You sit out on the balcony in the lawn chair with a blanket wrapped around you. You can feel how puffy your eyes are; you didn't really sleep. Because of the fact that John had yet to order a new bed, you were still sharing it with him. After his rejecting you, there was one more round of heated kissing before he decided to pass out and you were left to mope alone in your dark room with a sleeping John clinging to you.
Was this one of his prankster gambits? How can someone tell you they don't want to date you, but then attack your mouth and fall asleep, clutching to you like a prepubescent girl? It had to be a joke. He is going to wake up, come out onto the balcony and kiss you on the cheek and call you "babe" and tell you that he has just made this facebook official.
But he doesn't. He sleeps in until 11 and then walks out in his boxers to make a cup of coffee before he even realizes you're
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You are in the most awkward situation of your entire life. This is the one thing that is certain, right now. You try to clear your head long enough to remember the reason behind why things had turned out like this, and you remember-- A bed spring. That was the culprit behind the mysterious case of bed-sharing.
At around 11 o'clock earlier that night, you were minding your own business, painting your nails and listening to music when you hear a tapping at your door. You sigh, instantly becoming annoyed, but you answer it anyway and it's none other than John with a pathetic look on his face. He tells you about how he was sleeping peacefully when he must have rolled over and something cold and metallic hit his foot. It was a spring from his bed. It popped out sometime that day and he never noticed because he is John, who never notices anything important. He then tells you his bed is unusable and that he just wanted to let you know so that you wouldn't freak out when you wake up in the
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Your phone vibrates again and it's a simple post script that seems to be only meant for you.
'8ring the good stuff :::'
You know what she likes and she knows that you know what she likes and you fight back the heat that rises to your face. Sollux is sitting in the sam
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"Huh?" You look up from your bowl of half-eaten cereal, mouth slack. Last night, you didn't sleep easily and when you were able to go unconscious, you were tormented with bad dreams. They were the kind that had nothing to do with anything that was going on in your life but were definitely caused by the turmoil you seem to be experiencing during your waking hours.
"I said I'm going to be ordering a new bed, today. It'll probably take like, 5 business days to get here, so you'll finally have your bed back, soon!" he smiles cheerfully at you and you bite back the urge to hit him just so he can feel as miserable as you do.
"Okay..." You go back to spooning your cereal and he doesn't speak for the rest of breakfast.
You spend the day at work, doing things mechanically. Sollux constantly gets on your case about not smiling or being friendly to the customers but he notices that you're not being your usual, snarky self. He gets you on shelving duty again and you, like always, are thankful for
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Tavros comes over just as you expected him to. He was all too eager to help you in any way that he could. You know this is because he is obsessed with you, and who wouldn't be? You take that thought back because you are scared shitless that John would be the one who wouldn't fall under your charm.
When Tavros knocks lightly on the door you quickly get up from your seat on the couch next to John and tell him you're going out with a friend. John looks surprised but just tells you to have fun and gives you that smile that makes your knees weak. You wish you were the only one he smiled to because not everyone deserves to see that.
Tavros makes a squeak of a noise when you open the door and push him back outside instead of inviting him in.
"We're going to Starbucks or some shit, okay? We can't talk here..."
He looks suspiciously at you but says nothing in protest.
When you get to your destination and order your drinks, you settle down at a table in a corner and hope to god you have enough p
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"No, I'm fine. Really, Vriska. You don't have to worry about it. Just, uuh... Just give me a sec, okay?"
You stop your continuous knocking and lower your hand, slowly. But you don't move from your spot in front of his door. You had been quite surprised when he came home, ignored your greetings and walked straight to his room, locking his door. He never locked his door. This could only mean something was wrong and you didn't want to have to deal with him being mopey for any sort of period of time. Things weren't exactly awkward or uncomfortable in their shared apartment, and you were as close of friends as you ever had with someone you only meant a week ago, So you figure the least you could do was to see if he needed a shoulder to cry on. What a baby. Was he really a grown man?
You knock again. "John, do you seriously think I would believe that bullshit? You scared the piss out of me when you just barged in like that and then ran to your room, sniffling like a girl..."
"I'm not crying.
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The sun felt good on your skin. How lucky are you to have a place with the most bitching of balconies? I mean, usually, apartments have tiny, claustrophobic balconies where you could only fit either your bike or one chair. But this one, this one was special. There were perks to living in such a small apartment, nice outside perks, and you are taking full advantage of that. You aren't starting school for another two months and it was your day off from work. John wasn't home and the place was as clean as you'd care enough to make it. It was like the universe was saying, "Damn, Vriska. You've been working hard lately, being a good roommate and all. You deserve some R & R. I'm going to make the weather perfect for you to tan under. You're welcome, kiddo."
You moan happily and stretch out your limbs. If only you had a servant to bring you out more sweet tea... and should that servant add some vodka to that sweet tea, well they would definitely be on the same page. Where was John? Would he p
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When John finally convinces you to come out of the bathroom, it's only because he reminds you that the whole reason you're dolled up is because of the surprise he has waiting for you.
When you slowly slink out of the bathroom, John's eyes are wide and you snap a vicious at him, but to no avail! He continues to gape at you like you're on display or something and you push his shoulder to jolt him out of staring. You flip your pony tail and smirk when he lets you out of the apartment first. Damn right, he better be a gentleman. If this is a date, then it's all on him. He has to make it worth your while.
You both walk to the front of your apartment and waiting in a van full of people is, to your surprise and distain, Terezi, Nepeta, Sollux, Jade, and Tavros. John greets everyone and laughs at all their hollering. You climb into the van and take your seat next to John in the very back. Jade turns to John from her seat in the middle and asks if you know what's going on yet and he
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All you wanted was a little bit of "You" time. Was that so much to ask for? You figured that being all the way on the other side of the apartment complex at the public pool would mean that you didn't want to be disturbed, yet here he is... lying next to you on a lawn chair, yapping your ear off. Well, not exactly yapping. He makes comments about random things every so often. But, still. You aren't here to hang out with your roommate. If you wanted to be in his company, you would've just waltz right into his room and demand he pay attention to you. Not that you would really actually do that. You might, though; If you wanted to get back at him for something, which you might have to now considering what he is pulling.
"Oh, hey Vriska... Check that couple out. PDA, am I right? Haha."
"John." You finally snap. He is not going to waste another one of your days off. "That is really adorable and interesting and all things good, but I am trying to enjoy the sun and, you know, not having to work
Just Visiting ch. 1[AN: This is a Humanstuck!AU fic. It is rated T for language.]Just Visiting ch. 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This. Was. So. Stupid.
Kartar stood at the entrance to the hospital he'd been dropped off in front of, burdened only with a bouquet of ripe-smelling daisies and an almost crippling sense of unwarranted responsibility. Honestly, he had no reason to be here. He only even came because he needed to earn those ridiculous public service credits for his Sociology class somehow, even if it meant occasionally checking up on a classmate he had never even spoken to, let alone gave much of a shit about. He'd just have to keep this Theresa girl company every other day for a week or two, and he'd never have to feign concern for any of his dunce classmates ever again.
The sour-tempered Indian teen let out a raspy sigh and tussled a hand through his messy black hair before shuffling through the front door. A security guard seated at the front desk asked
Just Visiting ch. 4[AN: This is a Humanstuck!AU fic. It is rated T for language. ALSO, I will be taking a writing hiatus after this chapter~]Just Visiting ch. 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was either visit Theresa, or work. God, how Kartar hated weekends. He slipped out the back door of the store as silently as he could muster, and, though he ultimately blundered into a couple trashcans like a clumsy fuckass, he managed to escape his father's eye, subsequently escaping the possibility of having to mop floors or some bullshit for at least another couple hours. At least until lunch or something. He was only thirteen; it wasn't like he could just wander around town without any money all day!
But, in all honesty, Kartar wasn't sure he wanted to visit Theresa either, especially after what happened yesterday, and the less than desirable discussions that had followed. Then again, what Gannon and Terezi had said really had little to do with her, right?
He snorted, stretching and
Just Visiting ch. 3[AN: This is a Humanstuck!AU fic. It is rated T for language.]Just Visiting ch. 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
CG: GANNON, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU, YOU STUPID GODDAMN STONER?
TC: It'S fIvE aM, bRo...
TC: WhAdDyA nEeD tO tAlK tO mE aBoUt ThIs EaRlY?
CG: I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M ASKING YOU THIS, BUT SOLOMON IS TOO MUCH OF A GODDAMN BIPOLAR FUCKING SPAZ TO ASK ADVICE FROM HALF THE TIME.
CG: THEN AGAIN, YOU'RE NOT EXACTLY MUCH OF A FUCKING IMPROVEMENT, BUT THIS BEARS DISCUSSION, EVEN IF YOU PROBABLY WON'T REMEMBER IT LATER.
TC: HaAa, It'S cOoL bRo : o)
TC: If It HeLpS, TaV's FaMiLy Is WaY mOtHeRfUcKiNg StRiCt...
TC: GeTtInG sOmE tImE iN wItH a BlUnT aIn'T eAsY...
CG: HOW ENLIGHTENING.
TC: tHaT's ThE mOtHeRfUcKiNg SpIrIt, BrO hOnK. : o)
TC: sO wHaT's Up?
CG: RIGHT, WHATEVER.
CG: ANYWAY, I'M TAKING CARE OF THIS GIRL THAT JUST GOT SENT TO THE HOSPITAL.
CG: SHE'S FROM OUR CLASS; I THINK SHE MOVED HERE A FEW DAYS BEFORE YOU WENT TO SPAIN OR SOME SHIT. HER NAME IS THERESA.
TC: Oh YeEeAaAaH!
TC: i ReMeMbEr HeR!
Just Visiting ch. 2[AN: This is a Humanstuck!AU fic. It is rated T for language.]Just Visiting ch. 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"So, how did it go?"
Snorting lightly, Kartar rose his tired gaze to meet his classmate's. Kayla was probably one of the few kids that actually talked to him. Most everyone else thought he was a huge asshole, which he was. Then again, the fashionable young lady never seemed to be the type to care about that sort of thing. Kayla just went with the flow, which was probably why Kartar was usually willing to reply to any conversation she threw at him. "What do you mean?" he finally countered after a moment of silence, looking back down at the worksheet on his desk that he'd been scribbling on.
Kayla raised a thin eyebrow quixotically. "I cannot tell if you are honestly confused or if you are just dodging the question." She took a seat at the desk beside him. "I am of course alluding to your visit with Theresa. Did you b
Slayers Challenge Candle PromptAs a youth, Zelgadis had always thought candlelight brought out the beauty in anything. Even an empty bottle of wine could suddenly appear more romantic next to the gentle blaze of the candle. Zelgadis was not a romantic at heart, but he could not deny that the small candle on the table caused the sleeping Amelia to look quite beautiful.Slayers Challenge Candle Prompt in General Fiction More Like This
They had spent the last two days researching the town's library for a cure for him. He hadn't even realized how late it actually was until he had entered Amelia's room and found her sleeping at the small table.
Amelia had told him to come see her as soon as he discovered anything new, but Zelgadis did not have the heart to wake her. Now that he thought of it, she had been staying up as late as he had been, so Amelia probably hadn't slept much for the past couple of days.
He quietly set his notes on the table and brushed the hair away from her eyes. The flame flickered as Amelia stirred and shifted
Slayers Gears PrologueRezo the Red Priest's fingers drummed loudly on the table. He stared at his notes, ignoring the way his legs were feeling numb from sitting in the same spot for the last two hours. Strangers would be shocked to find him reading, since it was widely known that Rezo had been blind since birth. Few people knew that Rezo was able to use his magic sight to read like any regular person. He could trace the shapes and read the ink letters with his magic, but his was still surrounded in darkness. It didn't satisfy his yearning to see the world with his own eyes.Slayers Gears Prologue in General Fiction More Like This
A chilling wind blew in through the window. The Red Priest shivered and wrapped his robe tighter. The last thing he wanted was to freeze in the cold air.
Rezo scowled. Just when he thought he might be able to make serious progress on a cure to his blindness, his grandson had to pull this stunt. Not that he blamed the boy, but t
Slayers Gears Chapter 1Why Did I Hire You?Slayers Gears Chapter 1 in General Fiction More Like This
3 Months Later
Lina climbed the basement stairs, wiping the dirt off her overalls. "The pipes are fixed Mrs. Jenkins. They should work fine now."
The plump woman poked her head out of the kitchen. "Oh, thank you, dear." She handed Lina a clean towel as she wiped her own hands on her apron. "The pipe just burst this morning and with Henry gone for the weekend I had no clue what to do." Mrs. Jenkins smiled. "Thank heavens, we have such a reliable plumber."
Lina twitched, but she collected her tools and attempted a fake smile. "Mrs. Jenkins, we've been through this. I do repairs, but I'm not a plumber OR a handyman, I'm an inventor-"
"Yes, yes," Mrs. Jenkins said, fetching her purse, which told Lina she wasn't paying attention. "Here's your payment, dear."
As soon as the coins touched her fingers, her irritation vanished. Lina felt ten times b
Slayers Gears Chapter 2Chapter 2Slayers Gears Chapter 2 in General Fiction More Like This
Fix A Broken Heart?
"Lina, what was that about?"
Lina marched to the backroom. "Nothing you have to worry about."
Gourry grabbed her by the shoulder. "Don't give me that! That guy was threatening you, and I want to know why!"
"It's none of your business," Lina snapped, brushing his hand away. "It's safer for you if you don't know."
"Lina, I'm working for you, I have the right to know." He folded his arms. "Besides, what kind of man would I be if I ignored a lady who's obviously in trouble?"
"I'm a big girl, Gourry, I can take care of myself."
The mechanic frowned and gently placed both hands on her shoulders. "Lina, please, I want to help. Tell me what's going on. They say two heads are better than three."
Lina sighed. "That's 'better than one', Gourry." She tapped her foot, staring at the floor. She couldn't blame him for wanting to know.
Slayers Gears Chapter 3Chapter 3Slayers Gears Chapter 3 in General Fiction More Like This
Enter the Justice Girl!
Four days went by without any sight from Zolf or Rodimus. Lina did make sure to keep her ears out for any mention of about the pair from passing conversations among her costumers, but there proved to be none. Zelgadis made himself right at home in Lina's shop, by helping himself to her collection of spellbooks and texts. At least, that's what he was doing until Lina gave him the task of counting the inventory. Lina refused to let the man become a freeloader without earning his keep. However, Zelgadis was glad to have something to do inside. He never ventured outside and he stayed out of view from the main window to reduce the risk of him being spotted and then word reaching back to Zolf and Rodimus.
It astounded Lina that the nobleman did not get cabin fever. Being forced to stay inside for so long would drive her crazy, yet he seemed persistent. Then again,
The FoolGamzee grinned, sitting on top of a large tube containing his lusus. No one would easily be able to reach him up here. People were out for his blood, the Subjugglator was well aware of that, and frankly he just wanted to try to sleep peacefully. Or, as peacefully as a troll could without slime. Gamzee sighed, keeping his grin on, and leaned backwards to lay on the glass while his feet dangled over the side.The Fool in General Fiction More Like This
No one wanted him until now. Why? Because he'd killed his friends. Their friends, people in their quadrants he'd murdered them in cold blood on a whim. Before, he'd never done anything. People (Karkat, usually) had the nerve to tell him that he was annoying and irritating every time they spoke. Now, oh now, /NOW/ they were interested! Would it kill them to give him a motherfucking smile or something!? Just once. That was all he was asking for. Just once, a smile, hopefully from his shitty motherfucking "best friend".
No one really cared before this.
He was just the
Carnival Games Pt. 2Karkat raced to Terezi's side and knelt down, thinking the worst and cursing that indigo bastard for doing this to her. He checked her pulse on a whim and was surprised but relieved to find a faint beat. She was badly injured, but alive. Of course, if Karkat had waited much longer, that might have changed actually, he'd better get moving now. Terezi was bleeding everywhere from multiple blunt-force wounds all over her body.Carnival Games Pt. 2 in Horror More Like This
He looked up and noticed multiple teal notes on the wall (mostly useless pieces of shit, like honking and all that), and one large indigo-colored one. Karkat narrowed his eyes as he read the message that stood out from the rest by color indigo in a world of teal.
"TRY TO SAVE HER MOTHERFUCKER."
"it's all a joke."
"KEEP ME MOTHERFUCKING LAUGHING."
Below it, a small doodle of a green first-aid kit was scrawled on the wall. Karkat immediately glanced at the spot on the wall where he'd required all the trolls to keep an emergency box of medical supplies (su
Carnival Games Pt. 1Everything had gone downhill very, very quickly. Way too quickly. One second, he'd been his usual slimehead self, the next he was painting the walls with his friends' blood and grinning like the fucking Cheshire Cat from that terrible earth movie.Carnival Games Pt. 1 in Horror More Like This
Karkat really hated that movie.
Of course, Karkat hated everything.
Karkat was snapped out of his semi-delusional train of thought by a honk somewhere in the labs. If he'd have eaten anything in the last few days he would have shat himself. His neck snapped around towards the sound and glared in the direction before walking faster. He had to keep up the leader act, and a good leader is never afraid. He had to find the others before Gamzee killed anyone else
Karkat had recently stumbled upon Equius and Nepeta's corpses, giving him a shitload of grief. He blamed himself for their deaths, to be honest. He'd sent Equius on a suicide mission, regardless of what the peasantblood had said about Gamzee being too strong. Karkat had just thought
The Rise of Gamzee MakaraGamzee watched his computer screen in furious disbelief as two humans floated around the screen like idiots. These motherfuckin' posers really thought they were the Messiahs, didn't they? These ICP shits. They really thought that they were the ones destined to meet his brethren in the Dark Carnival. That was impossible, these motherfuckers couldn't be the Messiahs, and he was sure of it. His Messiahs were nothing like that. They were strong and feared. These motherfuckers were jokes, and not the funny kind. This video was probably the single most insulting thing he'd ever seen. It made fury bubble up inside him for the very first time and boil over like a pot full of water. This video wasThe Rise of Gamzee Makara in Horror More Like This
He snarled and jumped out of his chair, cursing this disgusting mockery of his precious miracles and Dave for sending the video to him. He'd show them how to preach right.
His eyes had been opened there were no miracles. They'd all been destroyed by these sad e
House of Secrets, Part 2The House of SecretsHouse of Secrets, Part 2 in Drama More Like This
Part 2. Xelloss's Perspective.
I have always known that Filia Ul Copt derives quixotic courage from my presence.
I have always known that we are mirrored. That outrage consumes her at seeing her inverse, her shade, her purple feral anti-reflection, in a perpetrator of historic genocide against her race. That her anger makes her feel, perversely, invincible.
I know that I am her secret weapon. It is a fact both comical and horrifying.
Allow me to reminisce, because that abandoned mansion was a perfect example. The recklessness that I inspire was the real reason why she "permitted" me to tag along with her that day, while she "exorcised" the building like a novice.
You see, I even know why silly Filly "felt" eyeballs in that bathroom mirror.
Because a physical, psychological, and spiritual space so long devoid of the struggles, affections, and clutter, that are standard to a mortal life, has a way of nibbling at the
Slayers: It's a SecretA small annoyanceSlayers: It's a Secret in Fan Fiction More Like This
For a huge feast.
It's a small price to pay, really.
Lighten up, you take everything
Life is just that:
Is really getting old.
And can't you think
Of another nickname?
Why, you're flattering me with all the attention.
See, I'm blushing!
You always take me
at face value.
But you don't seem to notice
That every time you call me a name
Or swing that thing around
You scratch at my mask,
Just a little each time.
If only you'd care to look.
It's dangerous, certainly.
You have absolutely no idea
what you'll find underneath
but I applaud your unintentional bravery
and your attempts, which will remain just that:
And don't you know
it's complete suicide
to let evil see into your heart?
Really, you're so reckless and naive
that I don't have the mind
to kill you.
I won't kill you, for now.
Try to be more careful in the future, though.
Don't ask too much
Because some secrets are best remained just that:
Slayers: Old HabitsXelloss watched the dark green tea leaves swirl around carefully, pondering the question. It was a difficult question. One that required a lot of thought.Slayers: Old Habits in Fan Fiction More Like This
Since it was Filia asking this, it probably didn't have any hidden traps behind it. She was always so innocent and naive.
But, admittedly, she was full of surprises.
Xelloss remembered the time they first met. He had thought she was just another dragon girl, and would probably cower disgustedly in front of him. And if not, at least be silently afraid of him, like dear old Milgazia a few years before. But when she met him, she put a barbed wire fence around him, and dared to call him "Namagomi!" Such disrespect! NO one dared to insult him! Okay, maybe Lina would. But even she had the common sense to be respectful of his power. Filia had no such thing.
At least I have her fooled! He remembered consoling himself, but he just could not suppress that slight twitch of the eyes, that slight crack in his always-perfect facade.