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HE'S HEREEEEEE...
MEET SHIRO TAKAHASHI
(I USED PICREW) (Might change some)
Name: Shiro Takhashi DOB: 01/24 Age: 1025 Height: 213 cm (7'0) Occupation: Killer/ Anti-hero
Race: Beast (Wolf) (Formerly: Human)
Status: Widowed Likes: Sleep, cats, books, Iced coffees, Sportbikes, Chores, Writing & Recording, Mint choco and Cheese ice cream, cracking jokes (dark ones). Dislikes: FROGS!!, Ice cream (only mint choco and cheese), Alcohol & Smoking, Crowds, Supernatural Creatures, The voice (let's call it Hiro). Little Backstory: He was placed in an "asylum" when he was 15 after his parents found out he killed two of his classmates inside a school bathroom. But that asylum isn't just an asylum.... It was a lab. In an deserted island.
Lore #1 : Lover
Jan. 3024
Click
Whirrr
Hi, it’s me. Shiro.
I lived in a world where beasts, humans, aliens, and skilled humans exist. It wasn’t like this until we existed. Humans ostracized us when we arrived to their land and till now they still do, but that’s a story for another time.
Well, I lived w̷̬̙͆́͜͝i̵̛̹̙̹̼ẗ̵̳̲́h̶̹̟̲̋͒ ̷͙̉m̷͇̠̪̮̅y̵̓͒͐̈́͜ ̷͎͎̀̕l̴̘̝̊̏̉o̵̱̐v̷̹̉̉̓e̶̮̩̓͛r̵͇͙̞̀, Toji. Both of us have normal lives despite our differences, a human and a wolf. Toji isn’t like the others and that’s his charm that I fall into, and surely didn’t regret that. (laughs)
We have a lot of moments… and some fights as well.
Going on dates.
Giving affection. Acts of service. Mostly me though.
Anddd our fights because of our differences and habits.
Until one day, those moments didn’t last longer…
Click (Recorder stops)
_______________________________ Present: Year 3020
Shiro giddily skipped up the stairs, excited to greet his lover and give the bouquet to him. Once he reached his flat, he instantly grumbled at the sight of them sticking with signs and posters that were badmouthing his kind and how disgusting the relationship of humans with their existence, especially same-sex relationships. It makes his tail unfurl from anger and begins to rip it out with his claws, growling.
Then, he finished ripping them out in record time, sighing in satisfaction, and fished out his keys. He quickly unlocked the door with the key and slowly pushed the door open, grinning happily as he yelled.
“Love, I’m home!”
“...”
Only silence was returned, which made him worried and confused. He walked further into his home, only to get hit with a heavy metallic smell and a gory display.
“Love…?”
He dropped the bouquet and his bag, rushing towards the corpse in their now tarnished living room. The body was covered with blood, cuts, and bruises, but most of all, the 3 bullets shot straight into the head and the heart, still flowing out a lot of blood. 1 for the head, 2 for the heart.
He holds up the body, shaking him in hopes he wakes up.
“Toji? Toji!? Wake up…please..”
“Please…”
He cried, holding the body close to him that he loved so dearly. He nuzzled his nose against his shoulder, feeling the coldness of the body despite the blood-stained sweater.
He cried and cried and cried. Broken sobs leave his lips.
Grief turned into sadness.
Sadness turned into unbridled rage.
Until…..
Switch
Void of emotion, he slowly carries him towards their bathroom. He carefully puts him down inside the tub, turning on the faucet. Blankly watching the water fill up the tub. Then he looked at him, smiling as if nothing happened.
“It will be alright, love. I’ll make us some dinner but I need to clean the living room first. Wait here..”
He turns off the faucet once the tub is filled up with warm water and slowly returns to the living room. He began to clean the mess, picking up some scents on the way while cleaning. A group of filthy humans.
The mafia.
The government.
He gritted his teeth, his resentment palpable. Eyes that were once warm were now full with rage and hate to those people. Pupils turning into slits.
“I swear.. When I find you..”
A tear slipped out.
“I swear…”
Father, help me.
LORE 2: BE BORN
Feb. 3024
Click
Hi, it’s me again. Shiro. Now that you know about it, let me tell you now how I existed. How we existed. Just like I promised. I know it will be a lot to take in but trust me..
Click ___________________________________________
They’ve found out. I didn’t mean to.
Mom, Dad…please! Let me explain!” But they didn’t. Their eyes were void of emotion, looking away at their "son” being restrained by the fellow nurses. They only half-heartedly listen to the man with a white coat explaining the situation. He was mindlessly accepting the terms that he would be put in an asylum. That was the day they agreed that they didn’t have a son. That he didn’t exist. But what they don’t know is that he won’t be put into an asylum. They don’t know he’ll be tortured.
Experimented.
Starved.
But they don’t care…
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It’s been 3 years since I’ve been held captive. It’s my birthday. So, happy birthday to me, I guess. I’m not their first capture though. There are many like me as well. If you all didn’t know why I’m here, then it was because of the incident. I killed two of my classmates by the way. But I think it was worth it, to be honest. They were vile, manipulative, and prideful. So, they deserve it. Telling it to the teachers is fruitless. Only they do is scold but not do anything more than that. Anyways… A harsh knock interrupted the boy’s train of thought, and a following yell made the boy grimace. “It’s your turn, Brat! It’s your special day, so we’ll give you something more special!!” It made the boy grimace more, but he hastily ran towards the metal doors, not wanting to get punished. Yes, a punishment. Not standing in front of the closed door? Punish. Eating slow? Punish. Fighting back? Punish. Escaping? Punish. It always made him more upset, especially from their loud voices. His senses were weirdly sharp, but he didn’t bother why, but it made the founder pleased though, not sure why. The doors creaked open. A buff soldier with a smug smile stood in front of him. The boy robotically bowed a respect, and the soldier grinned more before pulling the boy with his arm towards their destination. He sneered as to cover up the incoming wince at the harsh grab at his sore arm. Not wanting to give the old man satisfaction and get his pride over the roof. The creepy white hallways were reeked with chemicals. The lights were blinking uncontrollably; heck, some of them were so shattered that the boy tried his best to avoid stepping on the shards with his bare feet while being dragged like a ragdoll. It was overwhelming. It hurts his eyes. The chemicals sting his nose. He wants it to stop. KILL THEM. Shiro widened his eyes, petrified of where it came from. Looking around only to see none. Then, they abruptly stop at a door. The soldier rapped the metal door, announcing their presence. “Come in.” A man replied. The soldier did as he was told, twisting the doorknob and inviting himself from the room, pulling the poor boy inside as well. The man with a white coat smiled at the boy’s presence. While the unfamiliar man with a yellow fur coat looked at the boy with great interest. “Shiro, nice seeing you again..” The doctor greeted, slightly smiling. The boy only glared with contempt, and the soldier slapped him in the face for the disrespect that was shown. “Have some respect, you twat!” “Now, now… Take it easy, commander. It’s his special day, did you forget?” “No, doc.” The boy’s ears were ringing from the harsh slap. But he didn’t make a noise, but it did affect him. All he could do was glare and look down on the disgusting, shiny floor. You’re such a pathetic brat. The boy only glared harder, despising the voice. ‘Shut up.’ “Oh, before I forget. Meet Mr. Xin. Yao Xin.” The doctor introduced, directing his hand at the blond male. Shiro looked up, blankly staring at the young adult. Analyzing his features. He has dark eyes with long, blonde hair that is tied loosely. Has a large tattoo on his neck.
He looks so yellowish... like a yellowtail… “So, this is the boy, huh?” “Yes, so if I may proceed, would you like to see the procedure?” “Oh yes, please.” “Well then, follow me. You too as well, Shiro.” Glasses spoke, smiling, and stood up from his desk. He looks towards the boy, his lifeless eyes warning him that what he’ll be planning right now should cease this instant. The boy only glared back harder, which made the doctor scoff before guiding them back to the dim hallways; his smile still stayed on his face. They walked further from the lab, the halls growing dimmer and colder. Finally, they stopped at the large door, and the echoes stopped. Shiro freezes up; his heightened hearing and smell make him hear the clanging of equipment, the chatter of the scientist, and the heavy smell of chemicals and substances of serum and such. He could also smell a tinge of iron as well. They’re going to do a test on him again. Torture him… LET ME OUT AND I PROMISE YOU WE’LL BE SAFE. ‘Who are you?’ Shiro shakes his head, feeling strange from another interaction with the unknown, before he begins to thrash against the man’s hold, growling. His eyes were fierce like a wolf. The soldier struck the boy, effectively shutting him up, and dragged him as they continued their walk. The yellowtail and the maniac ignored what was happening at the back, continuing their discussion. They had finally set their foot in the lab, greeting and commanding the assistants on their way. The doctor turned his head back; his face was stoic, and the soldier understood the cue and hurtled the boy, who was still dizzy at the punch earlier, harshly on the rack. The scientists quickly strapped him and injected a sedative. The boy felt woozy, the fear and anger still boiling as he forced his sluggish body to move. To escape, but to no avail. The experimentation soon began.
_____________________________ It hurts. It burns. My ears.. my ears… It stings. Cut. Open. Sew. Repeat. Please stop. Please… IT HURTS, PLEASE. Stop, please. Help. Somebody…please Why? Why, god? Why me?
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Screams echoed through the hallways, reaching through the cells where the other children got locked up, covering their ears from the screams. Scared and upset.
Meanwhile, Shiro thrashed, cried and screamed. His whole body burns and is in pain, crying out to no one to help him. To free him. His head throbbed, feeling something growing in his head. His tailbone, his nails, his teeth. They’re changing; his body is changing. Turning into a beast. Turning into something that he’s not. His eyes turned into slits as his mouth began to froth all over the rack; his hunger was uncontrollable. To kill, to bite, to stab, everything. Kid, let me help you.
‘Please. Help me..’
His eyes rolled as his body seized, and the scientists began to worry as they looked at each other, not knowing what to do or if they should stop. The maniac only clicked his tongue and angrily persisted in continuing the surgery. The scientists reluctantly followed and injected multiple serums at once into the boy, only to get stopped as one of the boy’s hands gripped their wrists. They froze, noticing the changes in the boy’s behavior as if it wasn’t him anymore. Before they could shout, they were brutally stabbed in the throat, silencing them immediately as its body thud on the floor when the “voice” retracted his claw. The boy calmly removed the restraints around him as he used his claws, ignoring the sounds of the gasps from the others. Once he was released, he began what he did earlier.
Bodies now scattered on the floor, their uniforms slowly dyed red. The “voice” was drenched with rich and fresh blood before he looked up; seeing the shock of the doctor’s face and the amusement of Yao’s face made him click his tongue. He immediately walked up the stairs steadily. As if he meant no harm, until, in a blink of an eye, the maniac was brutally killed by the wolf. Too slow to comprehend how just the wolf disappeared, but was fortunate on his end as he slashes a deep cut on the wolf’s right cheek with his knife that he pulled out earlier before his body hit the floor. Signs of life quickly leave in his eyes. The wolf was not bothered by the pain of the cut before he looked at the blonde, eyes narrowing while he thought about his choices. He knows this body won’t last longer and that man is too strong for this teenage body. And so he huffed and quickly walked away. The mafia huffed a laugh before walking away as well.
The “voice” was completely exhausted, his physical appearance completely changed. Still have a long way to go to get used to it. Soon enough, he quickly finds his way out with his kin in tow. They were now free. Free from cruelty... But are they?
after a long time of putting this story together i have finally drawn all my character!! :D
I just wanted to write something about Danny and Airis so here
Airis watch him fight the robbers from the roof top. She made she to stay just out of range of his ghost sense. Airis narrowed her eyes as she watched Batman approach him, not liking what his body language was telling her.
Tilting her head she watched as Batman put a hand on his shoulder and tell him he did a good job. Airis smiled as she watched Danny light up like a star, however, a frown made its way onto her face as she remembered why she was here watching over Danny.
Airis slowly opened her eyes and looked around confused. Where was she? The last thing she remembered was.....her dad shoving her into all the chemicals he experimented with + some ectoplasm. Slow realization came to her as she looked around at the ghost zone she knew she was in.
She crumpled to the ground when a pang went through her chest, no, her core, yeah that's what they were called. It felt like something was tugging at her core, Airis tried to ignore it only for a pang of fear to zip through her, that got her attention.
Shooting off of the floating island chunk she was on she flew through the ghost zone at top speed following the tug. Activating her invisibility she shot through a portal that opened in front of her. Coming out on the other side she saw a silver and green van chasing a younge ghost boy.
Airis growled as something in her core snapped and yelled to protect, protect, protect. The ghost boy stopped as he was cornered by the van before two people in, jumpsuits? Jumped out and pointed guns at him. Dropping her invisibility she landed right in front of the ghost boy.
She watched in amusement as the two people with guns looked around confused when she landed stirring up a dust cloud. Airis spread her wings and roared, dispursing the dust cloud in an instant. Airis huffed out a breath when she was done and crouched so that most of her was protecting the ghost boy.
Airis watched with satisfaction as all the people grew expressions of fear and shock. Glancing at the boy she saw that he had a similar expression but he also had relief in his eyes. Quickly Airis grabbed the ghost boy by his scruff in her mouth and took off in a direction her core tugged her in.
She smiled at the memory of how she met Danny, shortly after that she brought him here and they talked, but Airis told him she had to go and explore the world since she was only a new ghost. Danny had understood and told her to come back when she was done.
Now that she was done, it had been only a year and she could she that Danny was doing great. Her happy thoughts were quickly interrupted when she saw someone with a knife in their hand sneaking up on Danny and Batman, looking at Danny.
She growled and sent a blue ectoblast from her mouth at him, hitting him right in the crest, sending him back into a wall. Both Danny and Batman snapped their heads in her direction. Airis only grinned at Danny and spread her wings, reared her head back and roared.
Danny cheered in excitement when she roared and sent out a small ghostly wail in response to her roar. They both shot into the air and circled each other, as they stopped and hovered in front of the moon Airis pulled Danny to her chest and nuzzled his hair.
No one would ever hurt someone in her hoared. Not on her watch.
Airis in the Owl House
(Happens before S2 E10)
Airis ran and ran, running from the monster who, who, hurt her so much. She was happy! And than he had to come and ruin it!! As she ran she sniffled and squeezed her eyes to try and push back the tears but they where already falling.
She yelped when she tripped over something and slammed into the ground scrapping her already oozing injurys, causing her to scream in pain.
Luz was walking through the forest at night, she knew it wasn't the best idea but it was one of those nights where she had a nightmare and missed her mom to the point where she couldn't sleep. She froze when she heard a scream.
Determination suddenly blazed through her and she ran towards the direction the scream came from.
Airis laid there and whimpered, what was the point? He would find her no matter where she hid. At the sound of a twig snapping she snapped her head up and in the direction it came from, her pupils dilating as she looked.
Growling at the sight of someone she tried standing but her legs quickly gave out from under her, surfacing a whimper from her damaged throat.
"Hey, hey, it's okay I'm not gonna hurt you." The strange girl spoke.
"Ggrrrrrrr!!" Airis growled as she backed up only to bump into a tree. Her eyes widened in fear. Seeing no way out Airis started whimpering in defeat.
"Shhhhh, it's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you." The human smiled before sitting in front of Airis just out of arms reach.
Airis's ears drooped as she whimpered, and made confused noises.
"I'm Luz what's your name?" Luz asked with a tilt of her head and a smile.
Airis tried to say something really she did but nothing came out resulting in a sob racking through her.
"Hey, hey, no it's okay! Why don't you just write your name in the dirt?" Luz suggested reassuringly.
She made a warbling noise of excitement comframation before writing Airis in the dirt facing Luz.
"That's a pretty name, Airis." The human girl giggle and smiled.
Airis grumbled in embarrassment annoyance as a blush crept onto her face. When she looked up Luz was closer to her and reaching out her hand towards her.
"I promise I won't hurt you. I only wanna help you, please." Luz asked with sincerity.
Airis looked into Luz's eyes and all she could see was promises of safety, home, trust, and love.
Hesitantly Airis grab the humans hand, and as soon as she did she fell off the edge. In a second Airis pulled Luz to her chest and buried her head in her hair and Sobbed. She let it all out, years, and years of hurt and pain, she let it all out.
Luz comforted this creature she had just meet but she already knew that she was her new friend, and Luz would do anything to protect her new friend. She rubbed comforting circles in between Airis's wings as Airis sobbed.
It broke something in Luz to hear such pain and anguish coming from such a beautiful creature. How could anyone think of hurting Airis? Luz didn't know but she would protect her from whatever hurt her.
As Airis Sobbed Luz whispered. "I promise you're safe with me."
BLOOD, DEATH AND GORE WARNING FOR UNDER THE CUT (both in art and story)
“Tácito! Hurry!”
It really should not have been difficult. Their mission was simple: collect the rich minerals in this cave and go. That’s it. And it was like that, up until suddenly a cave-in happened. And from there, Tácito and Mono were running for their lives.
Mono sprinted through the dark cave, avoiding obstacles such the stalagmites and the constantly falling rocks from the ceiling. Tácito was right behind him, one wing injured and fists with immense strength crushing and smashing whatever got in the way. His impulsive moves were a double-edged sword: the more destructive moves he made the worse and faster the cave collapsed. He was falling behind, not nearly as agile or quick as Mono.
“Dude! Slow the fuck down! I’m eating dust back here!” Tácito shouted.
Mono looked behind him, and with a sigh slowed his pace. He slowed down enough for Tácito to get about a meter’s distance from him, then began to speed up. Mono’s eyes squinted, then widened. He could see the cave’s exit up ahead.
“Hurry! We’re almost out of here! Mono shouted next, his judgement now clouded by the way of escape. He went faster, until suddenly a sharp pain shot through his foot. He stepped right on a much smaller stalagmite, which pierced his flesh and drew blood. Mono stumbled, loosing his speed and balance. He collapsed onto one knee, staring at his bloody foot.
Tácito was catching up again now that Mono had halted. He searched around for anything else to punch out of the way, but in his search for thrills he found something much worse. A large rock was disconnecting from the ceiling, threatening to crush the colorless and hurt wolf beneath it.
Shit. Mono, what are you doing! Get up! Tácito thought. Once he noticed Mono was injured from something, he stopped. The dragon hybrid saw the large rock further crumble and loom over his friend, and there he realized what he must do.
“Monotone,” Tácito began, also readying to sprint at full speed, “It’s better me than you. You were always the more valuable one.”
“What?”
Tácito began to run, wings spreading despite one being injured. The dragon kept going, determined and focused for once. His usual selfishness was becoming courage. No way he could be selfish now, not when such a valuable person’s life was at stake. Besides, it’s not like he would be missed as dearly if it were the wolf who died today.
Mono stood up, his ears peeking as the large rock above him gave way and fell straight towards him. But before he had a chance to react, a great force shoved him out of the way, knocking him forward a good distance. And by the time he could comprehend what happened, his dull gaze landed on Tácito’s body, one half spared and the other flattened into a bloody mess.
“Tácito…? TÁCITO NO!”
Finally made a backstory for that drawing I did long ago:
It was hard at first. My father executed. Being kicked out of the tribe by her own mother. Having to sleep in the woods alone cold and hungry. Always being underestimated by others because I didn't use magic, it hurt.
Still, I always was positive though no matter what. I still loved my mother even after everything, and tried my best to think everything is completely normal, that I was completely normal. I guess I should of known it wasn't good enough for dear old mother, as she was resentful ever since my mire birth.
Nothing was ever enough for her, as long I was the child of my father, a user of the dark arts. It wasn't his fault though, he did it for my mother out of the love that burned deep within him, but what my mother saw was different. My mother was power hungry, and what she saw wasn't love but a block in the road.
All my father wanted to do was bring back our grandpa, and her father, but what did my lovely mother do; a bloody execution is what. I still shiver with fear when I even dream of it, I could even feel the event sepping in my mind, playing over and over. Not much later than that of course I was kicked out, and at the tender age of nine.
I wish I could of stopped this, if only I "COULD" of stopped this i thought and thought over and over again. I couldn't remember too much what happened after, but a thing I do remember is a nice elve who lived at the outskirts of the evergreen jungle taking me in. I didn't even get to see them live for long, as ruined of old age, but they were more mother than my own have been for my entire life.
They took care of me, told me stories about the past. Including the gods that used to guard the grassy place which was of Elora, including the goddess of spring. They said she was the one who created Elora, and was beloved by all creature small and great, and desented from a place simlar to the great mount Olympus from the old Greek storys I read from the few books we had in our tiny little village. This place was where all the gods in our universe came to be, both bad and good.
One I could recall was named Magiena, and was the goddess of total destruction. It felt like we were both the same, in background of course, we were both judged on things we can't even control. In blood, in power, we were both helpless with own fate, as if it was laughing right in our face. Well, more like in her face more than mine, at least mine was a little less tragic than the cruel one she had.
At least in my story, I found true happiness, with the people I met along the way. All of them meant so much to me; my dad, the mother who took me in, my magic teacher miss ana, and my friends: Barbara and Soli.
Its still a little blurry of what happened since my mind has been focused elsewhere these days, but I do remember coming to a nameless kingdom looking to see a magic master, and found Barbara sneaking out of the castle. I can assume she was going to see them; her parents.
Barbara was an orphan taking in by the royal family, ever since her parents left her for the war. She told me that they still visit, in secret, oh course when she trusted me enough to tell me the tale of hers. Although, she never ever told me anything more that, she hasn't even told soli either. We found more about it later, but still, it would of been better if it came from her, but thats her business; not ours.
I met soli when arriving to the kingdom. She was having some tea with some talkative nobles, so we didn't really talk to much. Soli never really liked nobles, but it's better than being lonely she told me in one suble conversation we had while riding horses. She would rather grow plants of different kinds, all diverse in their own way, and that's how we actually met. Me and Barbara were taking a walk within the woods when we got tangled by some flowering vines made by soli herself, and those were fun to get out of. Never less, I were surprised by her magic ability, as I never saw power like that in my tribe.
Sometimes I even feel insure, that both my friends can use magic and I can't. It ate me up alive, it has ever since I was four. This was the whole reason I when to the kingdom, to learn to use magic, in which I still can't today. It has crossed my mind to use the dark arts to help me use magic, but the blood stained on the fabric would just be tragic, and I'm not that type of person.
At least I dont think so anymore.
I'm glad where my life is right now, that I'm granted peace of mind temporarily. Sure, I do know it can't last forever, somethings gonna happen eventually, its obvious, but I still wouldn't change a thing. Even if I dont use magic I learn about it, thats something, and I have actually friends, its mostly a win-win for me. I'm happy, even if life didn't give me what I wanted in life; it gave me what I need; and thats enough for me.
This was "The story of Elora: short tales", a story I made on wattpad. It is the second part, mostly because I didn't work on the first part, so I'll gonna have to work on it.
Finally finished this piece of writing today woth the help of word!
Short Story
The comfort of soup
"Tonight's going to be chilly", Anabel said handing me a bowl of hot soup, "better eat up." I looked at the bowl of hot soup, this was my favorite, but I was not feeling hungry right now. "Thank you" I said half-heartedly, putting it on the cloth table next to me, of course I was thankful, but I had something else on my mind. "Is it still bothering you?" She said, guessing my emotions. I look up and her and nod, "I know it happened a few months ago but still," I say with tears in my eyes.
"That guy didn't even deserve you anyway" she says with a grunt, "do you want me to do anything to make you feel better?" She looked at me with a sad smile. "I don't like seeing you like this," she said giving me a hug made for comfort. "I'll be fine," I say trying to hold back tears. "Ava...You're not fine" Anabel shook her head in disaproval, "No one is after a breakup." "Breaking up was the easy part," I look up at her, "It's the fact that he left me for his best friend that he cheated with," I said trying to hold back rage.
Anabel widened her eyes, "you never told me this part," she sat down on the couch and looked at me with a questioned look. "You're not mad?" I looked at her, wondering why she was so calm. "Well-being angry at him isn't going to help you first of all," she said giving me a spoon. Second, your sisters already got that down, she said with a chuckle. I smiled. My sisters were the best, always so protective of me. "Me and Heather had to hold Claire back because of it, she was that angry," I say with a smile, it was nice that people cared. "Seriously though she even scared me," Anabel said with disbelief, "She usually so calm." "You just haven't seen her like I have yet, I am her sister after all," I said giggling.
i look at Anabel who was laughing along and smiled, "Thanks Ana," I said taking her hand. "Ava that's what's best friends are for," She grinned, "but I'm definitely glad I made you feel better."
I then look to realize the soup that was still on the table, "it's cold now," I say to myself. Frowning, I pick up the cold soup and just stare at it. "Are you going to eat that?" Anabel looked at me staring at my soup, "Why are you staring at it?" I looked up at her, "Sorry Ana, I let the soup get cold, I'm going to warm it up," I said, getting up too so I could put it in the microwave. I kept staring at the soup as if it were in the microwave, I frowned a bit, Anabel had made this fresh just for me, and I had let it run cold by talking about myself. Thanks to Ana, I had gained back my appetite, I grabbed the now hot soup from the microwave, almost burning my hands. Holding the soup, I quickly put the bowl down on the table and washed my hands with icy water. Anabel smiled, "at least now it isn't cold," she said smirking. "Ha very funny ana," I say with a sarcastic smile, then looked at her, "are you going to eat?" She looked at me with tired eyes, "Nah, I think I'm going to go to bed in a bit, it's getting pretty late."
I look at the microwave clock, twelve-thirty, was it that late? "I should be going," I say, gulping down the hot soup, and burning my sensitive tongue. "Woah, slow down, you know it's not healthy for you to do that," Anabel said getting me a glass of water, in which I drank in seconds, "Don't want ya burning on me," she smiled, but looked me up and down for any injuries. "I'm fine Ana really,' I say with a confident tone, even though I knew how dangerous that could be for me. She sighs and lays back down on the couch with a hump, "anyways you can stay if you want, it's nice having you here," she said with a sleepy grin. I blushed a little, "Thanks Ana, you're really the best." She is silent for a second in a half, "I'm going to get changed," she said with a soft beam, and walked toward her bedroom. "Ok night Ana!" I say turning back to my soup, seeing my reflection grinning.
Started the next story, hopefully this part will be longer, and it will be the pov of Daniel, the boy Claire meets in the flower field, and it will be before they meet.
More Ava henderson art. Some info about is that she loves gardening, and plants in general. She also loved to sing.
Gacha life version of Rachel brown (revamped)- i like how this turned out :)
Her half sisters name is Jasmine Bergamo (her sisters married so)
I finally finished my story :0 I apologize for the delay; I hope yall enjoy :D
Brotherly bonding:
(segment 1: Rather at peace)
Sunlight peered through the window, making Daniel groan. While last night was great, he was too tired from all the walking to get up. His body was extremely worn out from chasing Claire all the way to his car. He was very greatful she didn’t leave him for dead, but dang was she a menace.
Shifting to his side, Daniel smiled. Even though he would of probably died last night, he didn’t regret going into the forest at all. Not only did he find inspiration, he found a friend. A somewhat creepy one; but a friend none the doubt.
It wasn’t often that he made friends, or true friends for the matter, so this was a rare occasion for him. With a schedule like his, it was not easy making friends right away, and with his long- term friends, it wasn’t easy keeping them. Except his friend William, who was rather attached to him. To bad he was all the way back home in Alpine- his home planet.
Usually, he was in his office most of the time, and with the workers his parents company had, made it less than enjoyable. Just then, a loud sound buzzed off from his phone, signaling him to get up for work. Sighing, he got up and off his bed, only to feel a sense of tiredness wash over him afterword’s.
As much as Daniel wanted to sleep in more, he had to get up. Even he knew how long he takes to get ready, and he was for certain he did not want to see Yalena’s pissed off face again after the last time. It was embarrassing for sure.
Putting on his slippers, Daniel got up and walked towards the bedroom door. Some breakfast would be good right about now, his stomach was growling. He opened the door and headed to the kitchen, hurrying to the fridge.
“What should I eat today?” Daniel thought to himself; scanning the fridge for something filling. He did have some left-over roast from last night’s dinner, but he didn’t really want to have dinner food this early in the morning. He shrugged, getting the roast anyways, he could always use some of it to make a sandwich.
Cutting into the roast was definitely harder cold then when it was warm. It took Daniel a few try’s to finally get a decent slice out of it. Putting the slice on a sliver plate, he put it in the microwave to let it heat up a bit. Now all he needed was some eggs and bread.
As Daniel headed to the pantry, he could hear the faint ringing of the doorbell. He grimaced, geez- he didn’t even make his breakfast yet and he already had to interact with people today. He grabbed the loath of bread, leaving it on the counter before processing to the door.
Whoever it was, he hoped it was not Yalena. His assistant had come to house one time because he had slept in late; and like he said before; he did not want that to happen again. He got she was passionate about her work, but he’d wish she’d tone it down a bit.
When Daniel made it to the door, he mentally prepared himself to interact with the person outside. “Please let it not be who I think it is,” he said to himself as he looked through the peephole. Luckily, it wasn’t Yalena; this time. It was his little brother, what was he doing here? Wasn’t he supposed to be heading to school by now?
Daniel stood there for a few minutes, dazed by his brother’s sudden appearance. Meanwhile, his brother went in for a hug, “let me guess big bro, you still haven’t had breakfast yet?” he snickered. Daniel snapped back to reality, oh how he wished he was just having his breakfast right now. “Travis?”, he exclaimed, “why aren’t you in school?”
Travis paused, “what do you think?” he tittered. Daniel raised his brows, he knew he should tell him to head back to school, but there could be only one reason why he was here this early. “Come inside,” he said letting go of his brothers embrace, and gestured to the hallway.
His brother grinned, “you’re the best big bro,” he said, rather happily. His brother walked past him as he headed inside. Daniel sighed, he knew his parents weren’t going to like this- if they ever found out of course. He closed the door, and started following his brother.
(Segment 2: Travis enters the picture)
Travis sighed as he flopped onto the couch, getting comfortable in the cushions. He loved going to his brother’s place, it was much more relaxing here. “Soo, what’s been up big bro?” He asked as his brother entered the living room after him. Daniel rubbed his neck, “Not much- just the usual stuff I do and such,” he then smiled all of a sudden, “I did make a new friend yesterday though.”
Knowing his brother, making friends was a rare thing for him, so in his eyes, it was something to celebrate. Travis raised a brow, “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” He joked lightheartedly. Daniel rolled his eyes, “It’s not like I hate making friends,” he mumbled, “it’s just people I’m around tend to be a bit much sometimes.”
Travis found himself nodding in agreement, “that’s part of society we live in,” he commented, “a lot of the company’s workers are a bit much; especially the blond one,” he mumbled off, “although I do think she’s kind of hot not going to lie...” Daniel grimaced, “I think she hates me,” he uttered, before pausing, “wait what?”
Daniel looked at Travis, concerned for his wellbeing. “Travis… are you feeling well-“he questioned with his brow raised. Travis shrugged, “eh I little tired and stressed but I feel alright now,” he said rather nonchalantly. His brother looked confused, and just looked at him weirdly for a few minutes.
“You know she’s married.. right?” He uttered with the very most concern. Travis raised his hands in defense,” it just an opinion big bro- “He reasoned playfully, “don’t get all worried about it.” Daniel still looked sketchy.
“Anyways,” Daniel continuing, “her name is Claire.” Travis grinned, and was about to open his mouth when Daniel stopped him, “No Travis, we are just friends.” Smirking, Travis shrugged, “you never know big bro,” he quipped, “someday I might be the best man for your wedding.”
Daniel grumbled, clearly annoyed at his little brother’s stubbornness. Just then a dinging sound came from his brother’s pocket, which made Daniel dig into it, and bring out his phone. Travis looked at him curious, “who is that? His brother didn’t answer, as he suddenly put his phone back in his pocket. “Sorry Travis, I got to go, like now,” He looked at him before heading down the hall.
From looking at the expression on his brothers face before he left, he could definitely tell it was an Yalena message, as he was rushing. She’d probably sent a text on Daniels phone telling him to hurry up, or else she would head to his place; again. Travis had heard the story from bro himself, so it made since why he was so urgent to head out.
(Segment 3: Lonely)
It was quiet without his brother around; maybe even too quiet. He kind of regretted heading here in the morning now, his brother always had work in the mornings. Sure, it had given him time away from the stresses of school; and to be fair their parents; but he would rather spend this free-time with someone he cared about.
He took out his phone, scrolling through mindless apps. Travis was already feeling bored in a matter of minutes. No matter how much he tried, he couldn’t get his mind off of his problems. It was easier to do that when his brother was around, that’s for sure.
Heading to Inquiry; which was a local search engine on the web they used; he scrolled the news, hoping to find something interesting for once. As usually though, it was the same things. Planet news, New technology replacements, lastly half- breed outbreak’s on record; which was probably going be taken down sooner or later.
Just as he was about to head off the site- he found an ad with a rather recognizable model. Heather Henderson; a popular model at Phoenix, one of the perfect figures of what people say humans could be- hat sounded so weird to think about, why did he think that? While Travis could definitely appreciate a good-looking woman; she was still a human being, or at least hopefully most of one.
People are weird; yes- he knew he was weird too in some sort of way; but idolizing random people you don’t know too much about is rather creepy in his opinion. With a click of a button, he headed off the site. Looking at news didn’t help him feel any better, which should have been expected. The news wasn’t the happiest thing in the world.
He hated feeling this way, the stress was killing him enough. Travis knew he thrived in social interaction; with people he liked anyways. It had always made he feel warm on the inside, it felt like he could fall free from his problems. When he was alone however, that was the opposite.
Travis couldn’t help but think about his problems when no one else was around, there was nothing else to focus on. He didn’t want to think like this, but he couldn’t help it. Sighing to himself, he laid back on the couch, and closed his eyes. Maybe sleep could get his mind off things.
(Segment 4: Memories)
It turns out it didn't. Travis kept tossing and turning endlessly. Even sleep didn’t help him, he was too stressed out. Taking a breath, Travis tried to relax, to drift off into dream world. His dreams would be with him, and he wouldn’t be alone.
After a few minutes thankfully, he did go to sleep. A calm tranquil feeling filled his mind, putting him at rest. Now all he had to do was dream. No parents, no school, just him and the people he chose to dream about.
FLASHBACK…
Travis sat there, drawing a rather confusing picture. The sit next to him was empty, where twenty minutes ago a person was sitting. His brother told him he would be back right away, and yet, he hadn’t. It shouldn’t have taken that long to get a glass of water.
Groaning, Travis scribbled on his piece of paper. ‘Uh he’s taking forever,” Travis complained, he knew his big brother took forever getting ready, but he wasn’t getting ready; he getting a drink. That shouldn’t take this long.
Feeling very impatient, Travis hopped off his seat, and headed to wherever Daniel was at. He searched the kitchen, but his brother wasn’t there. That was confusing. If his brother needed a drink. Why wasn’t he here?
Running past the few maids and butlers roaming the hallway; Travis looked into multiple rooms, trying to find his brother. He had no luck either, as the rooms were empty. Thinking for a moment, Travis thought about the few places his brother could of went.
As he was thinking, a voice interrupted his thoughts. “Are you alright little sir?” A butler asked him, concerned as to why he was just standing there. Travis looked at him, “I’m just thinking where my brother went, Zion,” he mumbled in frustration, “he told me he was just going to get water- but he hasn’t come back yet.”
Zion raised a brow, and sighed, “Why I think I saw your parents take him to their room this earlier,” he said giving a small smile of compassion to the boy, “you’ll find him there.” Travis groaned to himself, “of course he’d be there,” he beamed back at Zion, “thank you Zion,” he quickly murmured before running to his parent’s bedroom, of course it was his parents that took him away.
Just as he was about to head to his parent’s bedroom; his brother appeared out of nowhere. Travis and Daniel both yelped out of surprise. “Travis- you scared me,” Daniel mumbled out nervously, “I-“ “Why were you gone so long bro- I was waiting!” Travis complained, cutting him off. His brother rubbed his neck, “mom and dad wanted to talk to me..” he paused, “I’m sorry bro- but I don’t think I can draw pictures with you right now.”
Travis frowned, “why does our parents have to stop everything fun,” he whined. Daniel sighed,” mom and dad…just want what’s best for me, so I have to understand.” He looked at Travis, “I promise we can draw next time though,” he softly smiled. His brother gave him reassuring hug, “you promise?” Travis spoke up a bit, skeptical. Daniel nodded, and hugged him tighter, “I would never leave you on purpose Travis,” he beamed, “I promise.”
They stood there for a few minutes, just hugging each other. Travis hoped his brother would keep his promise; but he understood why he couldn’t sometimes. “Ok- I’m going to keep drawing then,” Travis grinned as he let go of the hug, “see yeah big bro!” he said before running off again. He didn’t see his brother’s soft frown behind him, as he silently wished he was running with him too.
END OF FLASHBACK
Travis slowly opened his eyes- what time was it? Getting up, he picked his phone off the side table; it was around one pm. In the after- noon…; dang was he asleep for that long? He sighed in relief, at least he wasn’t stressing so much as this earlier; that was good. He thought for a minute, his brother won’t be home until the later; so- what should he do in the mean time?
Still feeling a tiny bit tired, he laid back down on the couch, getting into his comfortable position. Using his phone, he put on a parkour app. It was to hopefully distract himself for a little while longer; at least until brother came back from work. While he could watch tv- they had too much romance tv shows, as well as movies going on. It would make him cringe.
It would be not until sundown that Travis would see his brother again, but he was alright with that; for now- that is. Knowing his brother would be home brought him a lot of joy, much more than anything else really. Feeling rather sleepy again, he put his phone back on the coffee table; then laid back down again. Smiling to himself; he closed his eyes, as much more memories flooded his mind.
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Daniel huffed as he opened the front door to his home, he was finally back. Work was just as draining as before, and he did not enjoy a single second of it. Taking off his shoes, he first closed the front door before heading down the hallway.
Was Travis still here; or was he gone already. Knowing his brother, he doesn’t like staying alone for long, so he could at least presume he wasn’t here. Checking the living room however, was a different story. Travis was laid down on the couch, fast asleep. Daniel chuckled, looks like he stayed after all. He knew how fond his brother was of his place, he should of know he would stay.
Taking something out of his pocket, Daniel quietly walked over to the coffee table and laid something out onto it, which was for Travis to see in the morning. Tiptoeing quietly back out of the living room, Daniel started heading towards his room.
After a tiring day like this, Daniel needed to sleep. Opening his bedroom door, he quickly flopped onto bed, and closed his eyes. All he wanted for to sleep now… and maybe see his friend Claire again. As he started to drift into sleep, he couldn’t help but wonder what Claire did today, and how her sisters photoshoot went.
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If he has time tomorrow, he definitely will try to reach out again.
Now its the end :3.. for now
I hope you all enjoyed, and again I’m sorry for the delay. Hopefully, when I start my next short story, it will come out way faster. Thanks for reading. Also, Daniel and Claire are just going to be friend’s guys (Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm)
[09:03 AM] valentines special: heartbreaks with friends
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"can we petition to remove valentines as a holiday?" my friend slurred her words through tears. "i hate it. it sucks."
i shared a look with my other friend. there was three of us in total in this friend group and one of my friend was going through a major heartbreak.
apparently, her crush had only ever considered her as a second choice and she's been heartbroken ever since.
the thought of it made my blood boil.
how dare that man play her feelings as though she was some instrument he could play with? he'd led her on, making her believe she had a chance only to abruptly say he never liked her in the first place. not only had he broken her heart, he'd also made her feel so humiliated and oh my god, if i see that man-
my other friend cut in, breaking my thoughts. "you only drank soda," they deadpanned. "why on earth are you drunk?"
"i don't know," sobbed my heartbroken friend. "i'm sad - leave me alone!"
we shared another look and sighed.
she was a mess. and that was the kind way of putting it.
ever since we'd heard the news, we'd went to her apartment only to see her eating junk foods and soda in her bed wearing the same pretty dress that she'd planned on wearing for him. it's only been a few minutes since we'd arrived but it felt like it's been hours.
"you poor baby," i sighed and sat next to her. "come here."
like a child, she went to my embrace and wailed, ranting about her horrible love life while my other friend removed the trash in her room.
"what did i do wrong? why can't he just see me? i've been waiting for him to see me for years and i'm so tired but i can't move on-" she cut herself off with a sob. "-i - i'm so pathetic - i hate this but i can't move on! i love him but he doesn't love me and it hurts so much!"
there was little i could do. i've never been much of a romantic having given up on love a long time ago. whatever coping mechanism i can suggest won't work on her.
in the end, i just settled on distracting her.
"you've done nothing wrong. he's the asshole," i said before ushering her to stand up. "now come on - you're wearing such a pretty dress, we can't let it go to waste now can we?"
she followed me outside aimlessly. "where're we going?"
my friend came out of the kitchen with a picnic basket they'd prepared. "we're going out," they said, giving me some items to hold. "if that asshole can't take you out on a date you deserve then we will."
emotional as she was, she broke into tears at our kindness.
"i love you guys!" she wailed as we sighed.
"we know," i said for the two of us, going to hear to fix her appearance. thank goodness she wore waterproof makeup. "we love you too, bubba. let's go celebrate this stupid holiday all alone because fuck men, really."
"not literally though," my other friend cut in teasingly lightening the mood.
she laughed. "thanks guys."
"yeah, yeah." i rolled my eyes jokingly, ushering the two of them out so we can finally go have a picnic. "let's go."
and with watery laughter, we decided to forget the asshole who'd broken our dear friends heart and celebrate the holiday with platonic love because, really, platonic love was so much better.
perhaps in another year, we'd find someone to romantically spend the holiday with. but that's for another year.
for now, we're all together.
broken-hearted, yes, but together nonetheless.
and that's good enough.
Next is English teachers,I didn't have enough room to make information for both so this is the best I'll get
So basically this is what both math class rooms look like and after the staff I'm doing the students which are the children in the top row
So today I decided to make the 2 history teachers and I wondered if I could make them married and I know I said Mrs Flower I meant to put Mrs Math and I hope you like this