Slayers - Stop, Look, and ListenStop, Look & Listen.
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
Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 5Chapter 5. Getting the Team Together.Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 2Chapter 2. Unexpected Obstacles.Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
Slayers-Everyone Needs a HobbyEveryone Needs a Hobby.Slayers-Everyone Needs a Hobby in Short Stories More Like This
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. 6Chapter 6. A Demon Among Demons.Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
Slayers, Herbal RemedyHerbal Remedy.Slayers, Herbal Remedy in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
Slayers, Way of Saying HelloMy Fancy Way of Saying Hello.Slayers, Way of Saying Hello in Short Stories More Like This
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
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
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.
Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 1Diary of a DragonSlayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
Slayers - ExcusesExcuses.Slayers - Excuses in Short Stories More Like This
Sometimes it’s just not prudent to ask too many questions. After the previous day’s very draining and costly battle against a pair of monsters with an axe to grind against them, most of Lina Inverse’s crew wasn’t inclined to start making a fuss about minor social inconsistencies amongst the group. After all, they were so tapped out of magical power after the fight, that they’d spent all the energy they had left on healing the most major of their wounds. With fresh cuts and bruises still uncured and lacking defenses if they got ambushed again, it was much more important that they keep a careful eye on things as they traveled along the road than it was to examine why things were just ever so slightly “weird” between two of their traveling companions.
It wasn’t as though the behavior was completely unexplainable, anyway. They’d all have been toast if Xellos hadn’t shown up when he did with his veiled threats about
HS: HungoverYou did not know what you were getting yourself into when you were invited to a party by the girl you had been crushing on for as long as you could remember. You had said yes and deep down you were terrified but there was a thick layer of excitement that made all of the scared feelings almost completely moot. Almost. The invitation was through a text that was probably sent to a bunch of other people but she had thought to include you and that meant something, right? You assume that the other people were her work friends (if they were even considered friends, which also meant your roommate Sollux) and her gamer friends. These were all people you knew and that made you feel less inclined to chicken out at the last minute.HS: Hungover in Short Stories More Like This
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
HS: JohnVriska 7HS: JohnVriska 7 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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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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
HS: JohnVriska 3HS: JohnVriska 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
HS: JohnVriska 2HS: JohnVriska 2 in Short Stories More Like This
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
HS: JohnVriska 10HS: JohnVriska 10 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
HS: JohnVriska 11HS: JohnVriska 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"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
HS: JohnVriska 1HS: JohnVriska 1 in Short Stories More Like This
"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.
HS: JohnVriska 6HS: JohnVriska 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
HS: JohnVriska 5HS: JohnVriska 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
To Live Another Day 50To Live Another DayTo Live Another Day 50 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
To Live Another Day 65Slayers AliveTo Live Another Day 65 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
To Live Another Day 52To Live Another DayTo Live Another Day 52 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
To Live Another Day 54To Live Another DayTo Live Another Day 54 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
To Live Another Day 47To Live Another DayTo Live Another Day 47 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
To Live Another Day 40To Live Another DayTo Live Another Day 40 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
To Live Another Day 60Slayers AliveTo Live Another Day 60 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
To Live Another Day 20To Live Another DayTo Live Another Day 20 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
To Live Another Day 83Slayers: AliveTo Live Another Day 83 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Episode 083: Official! Smoothing Out The Technicalities
Xellos shrugged his shoulders and pretended he didn't find the frequent earthquakes at all suspicious. It's not like he had any real information to share anyway. So what if Zelas was plotting something? Zelas was always plotting something, it wasn't really news. If he shared his vague theory he would only cause Filia to worry and uselessly go around in mental circles trying to figure out what was going on.
Then Filia's furious voice pierced through Xellos' thoughts, startling Val and even Gravos and Jillas who were all the way in the shop area, with its loud volume. "Xellos! Why is there a bottle of hot sauce floating in my stew?" Filia looked so angry that one might think she swallowed a whole bottle of hot sauce, or ten.
"I don't know," Xellos tried to look innocent. "Maybe it fell in with the earthquake."
"It was in the pantry," Filia pointed towards it across the kitchen. "It couldn't have fallen all the way fro
To Live Another Day 3Due to peculiar circumstances, Xellos ends up with a deadly curse that can only be broken by the willing kiss of a dragon. To complicate things, a conspiracy lurks in the shadows... XellosxFilia, ZelgadisxAmelia, GourryxLinaTo Live Another Day 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
To Live Another Day
Episode Three: Dragon In Distress
Xellos, the still cursed monster and Filia, the somewhat frustrated yet determinately optimistic matchmaker, made their way down the busy streets of Amor Resort in search for Filia's next victim... er... target... of matchmaking. It didn't look like Lina, Gourry, Amelia or Zelgadis were anywhere near by, but they would have to be found eventually. Sure, the resort was huge, but they couldn't miss each other forever.
Sighing as her feet began to ache from all the walking, Filia stopped near a concession stand advertising some candied berries. She eyed the berries hungrily, she could use a little snack, but then she remembered she didn't have her wallet on her and she couldn't very well ask Xellos to buy her food,
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
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. 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
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
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
Weighed and Measured, SlayersWeighed and Measured, Slayers in Fan Fiction More Like This
Weighed and Measured
A Slayers One-Shot
By Amber C.S. ("AmberPalette")
The shrieking of mangled corpses falling to their deaths outside the temple where he faced off with her ancient and heartless Supreme Elder. Deaths at the hands of two tyrannical gods of another world. This provided him leverage. Time. An opening. She dropped her guard, turned her warm, pale head toward the howling distraction. He lunged.
He seized and twisted her arm. He marveled at how her flesh gave so softly under his steely fingers as he slid his staff, his weapon, across the expanse of her neck, pinning her against him.
"Make one move and you're dead, Filia." Spoken with the honest precision of one who had been what he was, and done a damned good job at it, for over a millennium.
She protested, the feisty maiden under siege, with a shrill demand of "Why, Xelloss?! What are you doing?" but the Wolf draped his wooden staff across Red Ridin
Autumn of the YearAutumn of the Year in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Autumn of the Year
A Slayers One-Shot
By AmberPalette (Amber C.S.)
((Disclaimer: Xelloss, Filia, Rezo, Zelgadiss, Amelia, and all other characters of the Slayers franchise are © Hajime Kanzaka, Rui Araizumi, Software Sculptors, J.C. Staff, and Funimation. I haven't written a fanfiction for these two in over two years. My free time is now far more limited, and multiple-chaptered fanfictions are difficult for me to find the time to complete. So I hope this simple one-shot will suffice to re-establish my fandom devotion to a beloved old OTP. Timeframe is just before the finale of Slayers Evolution-R, and just after. Enjoy the psychological portraits. Pairings are ZA and XF. ))
Her hand was cold and moist; perhaps it was because of the damp air in Taforashia Palace's herbal closet, or perhaps it was because of the miserly time under which they healed a thousand human beings whom he had subjected to his reckless selfishness,
A Slayers Fairy Tale Part 2A Slayers Fairy Tale Part 2 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Part 2: The Beast
In a village, approximately two towns over from where Lina, Gourry and Amelia would spend the night, a man, cloaked in black and masked, tore a sign from a shop window. The sign was crudely made and advertised the need for a bodyguard. The man in black lifted his virtually empty coin purse. The advert didn't offer much in the way of coinage, but offered housing and three meals a day. That would be enough for now.
He was tired of wandering.
He glanced at the location for the interview on the flyer and arched an eyebrow. Antiques and Weapons.
What occasion called for that particular combination?
Still, despite the oddness of the advertisement, the man in black crossed the town to the odd shop. There were several copies of the flyers littered around as if earlier during the day there had been a line of men waiting for the opportunity to play bodyguard, but each had found himself rejected of the position. Or perhaps, had decided to wisely flee. But this particular man in
A Slayers Fairy Tale Part 3A Slayers Fairy Tale Part 3 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Part 3: Beauty and the Beast?
Amelia looked around for Lina and Gourry for an hour before she gave up. She sighed. Guess they left me. Oh, well. She looked back at the flyer. I wonder how much stuff that was new back when I was awake last time is an antique now Amelia shrugged. She found a wagon that was headed two towns over. It seemed a little odd to her that the purple haired farmer had oddly wolfish, evil eyes, but she wasnt one to judge. After all, the world was a different place now.
She asked him about the unusual antique store and he definitely recommended it. He even cheerfully told her that the patrons were usually more interesting than the wares themselves. Interesting people drew Amelia even more so than interesting items. So she quite happily spent the next few hours of travel chatting away with the wagon-driving wolfish farmer.
He was a fountain of wonderful gossip.
Amelia got there two hours before closing time after being dropped off
A Slayers Fairy Tale Part 1A Slayers Fairy Tale Part 1 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Part 1: Chance Meetings?
Once upon a time there was a young woman who was feared throughout the land. She had a good heartthough none would say she didbut a short temper. And a knack for magic. Her name was Lina, but she was known as The Red Hood. If anyone saw a red hood and cape, they knew to flee the area in case they fell in the way of her wrath.
Lina wasnt fond of the situation. After all, she loved a good meal, loved a good ale, an endless supply of gold, a warm bed to sleep in and her red hood and cape. But there was not much she could do about her reputation other than continue to travel in order to see if she could find a place where her reputation didnt precede her.
One day, while walking through a forest, she came upon a big bad wolf. But other than his wolfish, mysterious smile, a tail, and his closed, cheerfully evil eyes, there wasnt much wolfish about him. Nor did he seem all that bad. He was, however, annoyingly mysterious to the Red
My loveIm whispering my love for the wind to carry.My love in Short Stories More Like This
Every evening I bless you and hope that it will remind you that I exist here!
I say your name out loud,
maybe you can hear it?
I look at the night sky and the stars,
and i wish,
I wish that you were here.
loveSwedishlove in Free Verse More Like This
Stiger kärleken ur orden man säger eller börjar kärleken ur tankarna man tänker eller kommer den verkligen från hjärtat?
Var gömmer den sig där?
Kan det vara tanken som ger impulsen till hjärnan som sen skickar den till hjärtat?
Does love rise from words you say or does it start from the thoughts you think?
Or does love really come from the heart?
Where in the heart is it hiding?
Could it be the thought that gives impulses to the brain, which then sends it to your heart?
DreamsSwedish!Dreams in Free Verse More Like This
Jag ser vid horisonten mina drömmar!
Ser ni dem med?
Där finns famnen som godtar mig
och förlåter alla mina misstag!
There on the horizon I see my dreams!
Do you see them?
There are arms that accept me,
and forgive all my mistakes!
WonderingAtt mötas vid vatnnet, det är ju mitt allra käraste element..Wondering in Short Stories More Like This
att där tändas till kärlekens låga
som ej släpper greppet om mig.
Put fire to the rain..
Jag ser ditt ansikte än
och känner ditt famntag.
Ser dig komma gåendes mot mig på vägen
och vill bara springa,,
både ifrån dig och mot dig!
Vill dra fingrarna igenom ditt hår,
får jag det?
Meet me by the water, it's my most precious element ..
there we light up the flame of love,
that won't let go of me.
Put fire to the rain ..
I still see your face
I still feel your embrace.
I see you walking towards me on the road
and just want to run,,
both from you and against you!
To drag your fingers through your hair,
Words..SwedishWords.. in Free Verse More Like This
Jag har förlorat orden!
Som om de hade sjunkit ner i en djup avgrund.
Går det att fiska upp dem?
Eller ska jag locka på dem med älvors sång?
Hissa upp dem med en magisk formel?
jag går ner på knä och ber.
I have lost words!
As if they had fallen into a deep abyss.
Is it possible to fish them back?
Or should I entice them with fairies singing?
Raise them with a magic formula?
I kneel down and pray.