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My request box is open! I write for a bunch of fandoms and characters that I’ll list below.

Percy Jackson

Character: Percy, Annabeth, Grover and I do the Greek gods and stuff. I might add more characters from the series/show so ask if you’re not sure.

Grishaverse

Character: Aleksander, Alina, Nikolai, Zoya, Genya, Kaz, Jesper, Nina, Inej, Matthias, (I haven’t read the series all the way through but I have seen the show and read the demon in the wood)

Harry Potter

Characters: Golden trio era, Marauders era, and Fantastic Beasts

Narnia

Characters: Caspian, Peter, Edmund, Lucy, Susan

Disney

Characters: Just general Disney, like the Princess, Princes, Disney channel and stuff

Avatar

Characters: Jake, Neytiri, Tsu'tey, Lo'ak, Tsireya, Tonowari, Ronal, Neteyam and Spider

My Hero Academia

Characters: Deku, Dabi, Shoto, Kiri, Mina, Bakugo, Shōta, others

Hunger Games/ TBOSAS

Characters: Katniss, Peeta, Gale, Coriolanus, Lucy, and Finnick

John Wick/ John Constantine

Stranger Things

Characters: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, 001/Henry Creel, Billy Hargrove, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley

Tales of Arcadia

Characters: Jim Lake, Claire Núñez, Toby Domzalski, Douxie Casperan, Krel Tarron, Aja Tarron

Dead Boy Detectives

Characters: Monty the Crow, Edwin Payne, Charles Rowland, Crystal Palace, Niko Sasaki

The 100

Characters: Bellamy Blake, Octavia Black, Clarke Griffin, Finn Collins, Jasper Jordan, Raven Reyes, Marcus Kane, Monty Green,

Twilight

Characters: Bella swan, Edward Cullen, Alice Cullen, Jasper Hale, Rosalie Hale, Esme Cullen, Carlisle Cullen, Jacob Black, Seth Clearwater, Leah Clearwater

The Last of Us

Characters: Joel Miller, Ellie Williams, Tommy Miller, Dina, Bill, Frank

And so many others I just can’t think of them right now. If there’s a fandom you’re wondering about just ask and I’ll see what I can do. I do platonic, romantic, Female, Male, neutral, working on yandere stuff, angst, head-cannons, au’s, working on smut. I don’t write Character x Character stuff. Have a lovely day 🥰🥰

Of Eywa

Avatar x reader

Warnings: death? Angst? 

A/n this is a series, there will be more than one chapter. You can find this book on my Wattpad. https://www.wattpad.com/story/331936579-of-eywa

Enjoy

Black hole 

“I’m surprised your parents let you come Nyx”I say. I grab some fries off Daniela’s plate and she glares  at me. “I know we’re only 13 and they didn’t think we should go out by ourselves.”Nyx tell us. I smirk placing the fries into my mouth. “Oh look it Andrew.” Nyx smiles. I try to speak but the saltines of the fries make me choke. As I choke Krel pats my back glaring behind us. “I don’t understand why you like him? He’s an ass.” He tells me.

After I finish choking I look at Krel. “I don’t like him I just think he’s hot.” I replie. Krel rolls his eyes and looks away from me. “I’m hot why can’t you like me. I’d be ten times better than him!” Krel practically yells. Before I can answer I hear Daniela scream. I turn to her and she pointing out the window. A crowd gathers right as I get the and I gasp. A large hole is in the sky. The hole melts black with the blue sky. The black hole sucks things into it cars and people.

If it wasn’t destroying thing I would have called it beautiful, and most likely painted it. I feel Krel grab my hand and pull me. Everything blurs together and all I hear is screaming. Krel throws me behind and car and we hid. I watch as Daniela and Nyx cry and then I hear it. A babies cry. I look over the car and see a stroller right in the middle of cover by a blockade of cars. I look over to Krel shoes trying to calm down the girls. “No! No Y/n don’t do what I think you’re about to do!” Krel yells.

I sigh and move over to Nyx and Daniela. I kiss both there for heads with a sad smile. I move over to Krel about to kiss his forehead but he grab a my hand. “Don’t” is all he says. I kiss his forehead and pull my hand away. “Someone has to help” I sigh. I stand and run as the black hole sucks things into it. I fall as something cuts my leg. I pull myself up and ran. I jump over the cars blocking the stroller. I grabbed the baby out and he gurgles at me with a smile. I laugh and sit on the ground. He has curly white hair with chocolate brown eyes.

He grabs  my nose and stand l holding him. Krel looks up from the car and cries as he sees me with the baby. I hear him scream and I feel like I’m floating and Krel runs out from the car leaving Nyx and Daniela. I know it’s too late I wat h as I fly over the ground and above. I hold the baby close to my body and I close my eyes. And for I moment nothing. No noise. No light. No nothing. I hear a mighty voice say “We are one.”

……….

Then it ended. There a blinding light infront of me. I see a women with red hair, brown eyes, and in a lab coat. “Hey eyes on me.” She speaks softly. A flashlight is placed in my eyesight and I blink. “Ow that hurts” I say trying to stand. With help of the lady. I stand and pause. “Where my baby!” I question. A man with short brown hair and brown eyes comes into my view holding him. I rush over and grab my-the baby. He smiles as he grabs my nose again.

“How did I get here. Where is here”I ask anyone. “Well you short stack just appeared through a black hole that opened in the lab.” A man in a military uniform and a scar on the side of his head says. I notice other military people have their hands on their guns. I pull him closer to me and glare at all the soldiers. “Hum we think you’re from Earth 2. I’m Grace by the way. The man you just blatantly told you you fell into the lab is Colonel Quaritch” Grace tells me.

“Earth 2?” I ask. Grace smiles at me. “Your Earth was swallowed by a black hole two weeks ago.” Grace says apologetically. My mouth forms a o shape. I feel tears fall from my eyes and I look away from everyone. My world was gone. Everything I had ever was gone. “How am I alive? How are we alive?” I ask. Graces faces falls and she sigh.

“We don’t know. You see your planet is right next to our Earth. Our frequencies are off a little. We couldn’t warn you about what was about to happen because no matter what we did we couldn’t get into your earths atmosphere. By some miracle you survived made it here. I’m Max by the way.” Max tells me.

“Short stack what’s that in your hair?” Colonel Quaritch questions. I move the the baby to my chest with my one hand. With my other hand I grab at my hair. I move my h/c to the side and pul out my white hair. I was born with h/c and white hair. “My hair Sir.” I say. I look over to Grace. “Where am I?” I repeat my question.

“Welcome to Pandora”

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔄𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢

A/n: Hey y’all, hope y’all enjoy this. I’m gonna put a picture of what the base of Alice!reader’s costume looks like at the ends. It’s not prefect and doesn’t have all the details but it’s just the base. Hope y’all enjoy this.

Word Count: 2,189k

Trigger Warnings: Gore, Blood, Horror, Cursing, Child Abuse, Human experiments, Child abandonment, Angst, Depression, Anxiety, PTSD, Insomnia, etc

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔢𝔫

Y/n sniffed softly as she rubbed her eyes. She stood in the circle holding tightly onto the softball. Rolling her shoulder her hand began to glow. Her classmates eyes widen slightly. 

I wonder how far I get this thing

As her hands began to glow in many different colors she threw the ball forward. With searing lights the ball flew through the air.

“989.7 meters.” Aizawa voiced holding his device up. 

“WOAH! So manly!” The bright red head yelled. Y/n turned to her classmates, a small smile on her face. She slowly exited the circle, going to sit next to Shoto when a group of boys surrounded her.

“Hey there, my names Denki Kaminari!” The Pikachu looking boy said sliding his arm over her shoulder. Y/n smiled softly with a small giggle.

“Eijiro Kirishima!” The red head announced. Y/n quickly turned to him, her eyes meeting his crimsons. Immediately she moved to his side pulling at his spiked hair. 

It’s so soft, and it’s so smooth. 

His face flushed the same color as his hair as she played with it. He laughed softly down at her as she played with his hair.

“And I’m Hanta Sero.” The boy with tape on his elbows voiced. Y/n hummed softly as she stood next to Kirishima.

“You’re so manly!” He voiced happily. With a small tilt of her head she stared up at him. 

“Manly? But I’m a girl.” Kirishima’s face fell in a nervous chuckle. Aizawa watched his daughter with a small smile. While he wanted to pull her away from the boys she was getting older.

It did break his heart that she wasn’t so small anymore. She wouldn’t crawl into his lap as he graded papers. She wouldn’t sit on his shoulders as they walked around.

From her side Y/n glanced over at Aizawa. Her eyes were soft and looking for guidance. She was nibbling in her lip, her fingers were twitching in Kirishima hair. 

He gave her a small nod and she smiled brightly. Y/n turned to the boys talking softly with them as they all gushed over her. 

………………………

The cool breeze sways gently across Y/n’s figure. She slowly drank her juice as Aizawa showed the quirk placement test rankings. As she stared up at the rankings she offered a small pink candy to Shoto.

He took it from her hand gently and popped it into his mouth. She stared at the hologram as her names popped up. 

1st place that’s kinda neat, didn’t even realize I was doing so well

As her whole class looked down at her, she stared back. Her eyes caught the angry blondes and she couldn’t help but smile. The way his body seemed to quiver as she simply sat on the ground. 

No drive, not a care in the world that she’s beat him. He growled softly as he turned his head away from her. As Aizawa informed the class no one would be expelled Y/n just stood from the ground. Dusting off her pants and plopping a green candy into her mouth. 

“I'm surprised the rest of you didn't figure that out. I'm sorry, I guess I probably should have said something.” Yaoyorozu told the panicking green haired boy. 

Yeah, you should have 

Y/n giggles softly as her classmates sighed. Her eyes followed her father as he walked away handing a slip to the green haired boy. 

Slowly she moved to him with a smile. Snapping her fingers her the white porcelain tea pot and cups floated in the air around her.

“Tea?” She asked with a small smile. His brow furrowed as the pot pour out. The tea itself was a milky white. A small cream pitcher full of a red velvet looking milk poured in. The blue flower covered sugar bowl spooned out yellow sugar into his cup.

Then one of the painted blue roses flew into the cup dissolving instantly. The teaspoon swelled around in the cup, mixing it all together, and slowly, the tea turned into a royal blue color. She offered the teacup to him with a gentle smile.

“Drink it’ll make you feel better.” She offered with a smile. Slowly he took the cup and brought it to his lips. Drinking the cup dry its contents the cup lifted away from his mouth floating in the air. His finger cracked back into place as a healed over completely.

“Woah that’s amazing. Is that your quirk? Healing tea?” He asked amazed. She tilted her head to the side in confusion.

“That’s incredible. You’d be an incredible rescue hero with a power like that!” Uraraka yelled happily. Y/n smiled softly as she grabbed her tea pot.

“What a lame quirk! You’ll never make it pro with that!” The blonde yell laughing. 

“Dude! So not manly!” Kirishima voiced. Humming softly while staring at Bakugo Y/n held her tea pot up. She point the snout to his head. 

“Boom.” It was like an explosion went off. A mass of fire and ashes flew past the side of his face. A small piece being at his skin and she laughed. Her classmates back away from her at the noise. Staring at his bewildered face she turned away. 

Bakugo stood there, his eyes ablaze. He thought to himself, “whoever that girl is, I’m gonna crush her.”

………………………

Aizawa watched as his daughter stood holding her tray of food in the cafeteria. She looked indecisive and small. He never wanted her to feel small again.

“Why can’t we just bring her to the teachers lounge!” Hizashi whines wanting to grab Y/n

“Because Hizashi she needs to socialize.” Aizawa said through gritted teeth. The obnoxious blonde at his side pouted and crossed his arms. He wanted just as badly to grab his daughter. To pull her to the safety of his classroom. 

“Look at her just standing there all alone!” He squealed. “I just can’t take it anymore!” The blonde went to grab Y/n. He moved two steps away from Aizawa when the familiar scarf wrapped around him.

“Don’t you think I want to grab her. I know this is all new to her. Do uou honestly think that the most selfish parts of me doesn’t want to pull her away!” Aizawa declared quietly. Her gaze traveled back to her. The red head from his class was by her side.

They were smiling and talking. He hated it. I hated that she was no longer his little girl. He hated that she had to grow up now. He hated that he had to stand here watching her and he couldn’t just be next to her. But he knew better. 

She was growing up. That was a fact he’d have to accept. He could only want what was best for her. 

“As her father… I know she needs to do this. I have to let her go sometime. At least here I can still watch over her.” Aizawa admitted quietly. The scarf was pulled away from Hizashi. His blue eyes bore at Aizawa’s sighing gently. 

“Well I’m not her father! So I’m gonna pull her away from that stinky boy!” Just like that the scarf wrapped right back around him. Aizawa sides softly, pulling him away from the scene. At least it looked like she was having fun.

………………………

Y/n napped quietly when the door to her class was thrown open. Look up through her hooded eyes there stood All Might.

Really uncle might, you always wake me up. 

He stood in his older costume, it looked tacky to her. But not everyone had 𝒜𝓁𝒾𝒸𝑒 as a style console. She looked out the window staring as the gentle flow of the wind. She watched as the walls expanded revealing cases with bright neon green numbers. 

“But one of the keys of being a hero is... looking good! These were designed for you based on your Quirk registration forms and the requests you sent in before school started." All Might announced. The whole class jeered loudly. 

Quickly Y/n’s hands flew to her ears. Trying to drown out the noise. It buzzed in her ear annoying. She watched as one by one her classmates grabbed their costumes. She felt a gentle hand in her shoulder.

“Lost in your own world again?” Shoto asked softly. Nodding her head softly she took the case from him. 13 was plastered on it in blood neon green. 

“What if I think it’s really ugly?” She whispered as his cold hand helped her up. He shrugged as the pair began to walk towards the locker rooms.

“You’ll figure it out.” She smiled and walked into the locker room. The other girls were already half dressed in their costumes. Slowly going to the corner she began to take off her clothes. 

Piece by piece she removed them till all that remained was her shirt. After a few seconds she pulled it off. Left in her bra and underwear she went to open her case when an audible collective gasp rang through the room. 

From behind her the other girls stared at her. Her body littered with scars, on her back especially. Yaoyorozu blinked herself out of her trance quickly trying to break the other girl.

“What?” Y/n asked softly opening her case. 

“It’s nothing!”

“Yeah totally nothing!”

“Your set is just really nice!” Nodding her head she began to dress

“Would you like for us to stay a minute?” Mina asked with her bubbly smile.  Shaking her head, the girls filed out of the room, leaving her to her thoughts. As she dressed she couldn’t help but scrunch her nose

They gotten the design all wrong. She looked messy and dare she say ugly. It was mess of colors and different fabrics. The air behind her warp as the families green eyed short blonde stood next to her.

“𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒’𝓈 𝓃𝑜 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝓌𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓂 𝐼 𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓂 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉!” Y/n giggled softly as she was sat down. Ribbons, fabrics and lace float through the air. A black ribbon weaves itself through her hair pulling it up into a ponytail with tiny braids. 

The messed colors were quickly changed into the more desired look. The ugly stitching was fix up. Y/n sat patently as 𝒜𝓁𝒾𝒸𝑒 moved around her quickly. 

“𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝐼’𝓂 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊… 𝓎𝑜𝓊’𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝓈𝑜𝓁𝓊𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝑔𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒𝑜𝓊𝓈.” Y/n could only smile at her words. 

………………………

In the training area All Might looked around nervously. He’d counted for all his students but one. The one student he trust had to watch over, lest he endure Aizawa’s wrath.  As all he students stared at one another’s outfits he panicked silently.

Y/n was the only student other that Midoriya really matter to him. Y/n was practically U.A. royalty and he’d just got there. He couldn’t have already lost her. 

“I’m Mr. All Might sir, are we gonna start the lesson soon?” Uraraka asked with a bright smile. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he nodded. 

“Yes but where is young Aiz-“

“I’m right here!” The sound of running footsteps echoed don the dimly lit hall. As she stepped into the light the class stared in awe. She was red in a blue laced top with some velvet fabric under it. A blood red side skirt attached to her waist with different card sewn into it. A light blueish scarf fell around her waist.

Silver armor like curls went up her side, along with shoulder and a chocker with a key around her neck. Similarly cuffs were around her hands. Her eyes were shield by dark blue like glasses with a blood scarf like thing around her mouth. If you looked closely small hearts were laced into it. 

Her blue socks had small rabbits carved into them, they were torn in a few places. Bright red boots were covered in what looked like brunt up deck cards. 

Around her waist was a corset like belt with small charms hanging from it. Colorful mushrooms in small jars, a deck of playing cards, as tea saucers, a stopwatch, a small mirror and other random objects. 

She looked odd, some colors didn’t completely match. Black ribbons and lace held up her hair. Small braids were laced with royal blue roses. The roses looked like there were small music notes on them. So light in color they were barely visible. Blackened thorns curved around her boots. They seemed almost bloody, almost animalistic ready to strike. 

Gently embedded into her corset like belt were small crowns. They weren’t silver like the rest of her armor like pieces. But green and gold. On her hip going down her left like was a chain of cards. They were hand painted and the Ace card has a pair of golden twin girls on it. That card seems to be splattered with blood.

“Sorry didn’t mean to be late.” She answered softly. She s,okay walked over yo the ground as they followed her every step. Her costume was the most intricate. The details alone most have been difficult to do.

“You designs this yourself?” Tsyu asked with ribbit. 

With a knowing smile Y/n answered, “I had some help.”

This is her base, ignore any of the features that don’t correlate with you. Also ignore the yellow lighting. And the hair, I couldn’t find a better way to do it. But this was kind my thoughts.

If one more person follows me in a bikini I’m gonna cry. I just want to write my fanfics in peace. Please!

𝙿𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚜

John Wick x child!fem! Reader.

Series Trigger Warnings: Child abuse, abandonment issues, self harm, self hatred, depression, religious trauma, murder, gore,

Chapter One

The scent of iron and copper stained the area around him as he lay in the ground. His dark irises looked up at the barrel of the gun in front of his head. Corpses laid around his as he breathed softly. 

With every dawn a pupillus is brought home

The girl that stood before him was dressed in an all black suit, perfectly tailored to her. Her hair sleeked back in a ponytail and braided. Her eyes cold and hard, like a killers should be. She couldn’t have been older than ten.

Her face still held that childlike glow that most kids her age had. Her Glock was firmly between his eyes. The man she’d shot before, laid dead at her feet. 

“Ты Баба Яга?” The girl asked, her voice that of a pure innocent child. (Are you Baba Yaga?)

With every dusk a pupillus is dead. 

John stared at her and he slowly stood up. Her gun trailed him as he towered over her. 

“Yeah.” The girl hummed softly. In a swift movement her gun was in a holster at her side. She let out a small sigh.

“Good, I’m your pupillus.” John froze. A pupillus? A child bought, taken, given and molded into a killer. Only the High Table could grant a person an pupillus. Never in all his life would he think that the High Table would gift him one. 

With every star a pupillus conquerors

John nodded softly as he moved a corpse out of her way. She moved next to him in a flash, almost inhumanly fast. 

“You got a name kid?” John pondered softly as he began to walk away from the bloody scene. The girl trailed behind him, he couldn’t even hear her steps.

“No.”

John rubbed his face as he opened the door to his car for her. She slide into the car quickly and sat quietly. As John shut the car door he groaned softly. He didn’t ask for this, he didn’t want to have to take care of a kid. But the High Table saw him fit he supposed.

“I like Y/n, think it’s pretty.” John mumbled as they drove towards the Continental. The girl didn’t answer, only furrowed her brow. 

“Yes it is pretty.” The girl agreed monotoned. As John drove he would glance at her. She stared out at the city with a small spark in her eyes, liked she’d never seen so many lights before. The girl didn’t speak, she didn’t move, to John it didn’t even look like she was breathing.

She looked almost alien to him. Not that she looked strange but she acted strange. She wasn’t like any child John had ever know, and he supposed she wasn’t. Pupillus were meant to hide in plain sight, she certainly looked like a child….. just not her eyes. 

With every comet a pupillus falls

John didn’t know it then but this girl would change his entire life. He would name her, he would love her, he would care for her, and she in turn…. Would destroy for him.

…………………..

The wind howled as rain poured down onto Helen’s coffin. Many red roses fell on top of the lowered coffin. Held in a delicate hand was a white rose. 

The white rose fell on top of the coffin. Y/n’s e/c eyes were glassed over but no tears fell. Her eyes red and her cheeks flushed. Her body was drown in rain, she hoped that the rain would wash her sorrow away.

Never had she felt like this, this loss, this pain. She didn’t like it. She’d lost many people, many of her fellow pupillus, she mourned, she pleaded with god to send them back. 

But this pain was different, this pain grew and grew, not into hatred like it normally would, it just grew more painful. Her black dress was soaked, clinging to her like a second skin. 

A large hand landed on her shoulder, gently guiding her away from the coffin. A shadow fell over her, he held his umbrella over her. His dark eyes full of sadness as he looked all away. 

“Y/n?” John whispered, his forming towering over the seventeen year old. 

“Все хорошее умрет.” Y/n mumbled hopelessly (All good things will die). John froze as he lead her away. Her face was masked by with a blank look. The rain poured down into the pair as they walked together in sync. 

Y/n’s irises were planted on the ground as John walked her over to their car. John looked up and saw and old friend of his. He bent down planting kiss her cheek. Y/n didn’t react, she didn’t move, hell John couldn’t even tell if she was breathing. 

John signed softly as he closed her door and walked over to Marcus. He didn’t know how to help her, she’d never been so closed off with him. As a pupillus emotions other than rage weren’t allowed.

Their pain was molded to hate, their love turned to despair, their happiness vanished and they became pupillus. A child made to kill and only to kill. John could remember all the times that Y/n held not mercy for her opponents. Her ruthlessness knew no bounds, her mind didn’t know what to do now.

.…………………

John hit the ground with a thud. He coughed up blood as he pushed himself up. He looked back at the man he was trying to kill. 

His eyes were wide, his body covered in his own and others blood. This job would pay a million so John was determined to kill him. 

The man charged at him, John slammed into the wall, it cracked under him. The man’s hand went around his throat lifting him off his feet.

“Not so dangerous now are you. Baba Yaga?” He taunted. John couldn’t move, he was pinned. The air began to leave his lungs, he didn’t stop trying to get the man off himself. 

Suddenly he was ripped away, John fell right to the ground. The man staggered to his feet from the ground. His eyes stared right into the cold ones of Y/n as she stood in front of John. 

“I told you to stay in the car.” John rasped. Y/n shrugged annoyed as she charged at him. The man was fast enough to catch her. Her legs wrapped around his, pulling the larger man to the ground.

“Вам нужна была помощь.” Y/n voiced getting in the man’s chest. (You needed help.)

Y/n’s smaller first pummeled into the man face over and over. John looked away coughing softly. 

“English, Y/n.” He muttered as he stood. The man struggled under Y/n, but her fist kept going. Her knuckles began to bleed and bruise. John walked over to her with a limp. 

“Enough Y/n.” She didn’t stop. “Y/n enough.” 

By the time John caught her fist the man was dead. John sighed uneasily as he pulled Y/n away. Blood was splattered over her face, hair, clothes and her hands. The man’s face was punched in, it looked unnatural. 

“I told you to wait in the car.” She didn’t answer. She wouldn’t look at him, he could tell she was upset. 

“Y/n? Won’t you look at me?” John asked gently. He knelt down to her height, for a ten year old she was rather short. He took the side of her bloody face and guided her to look at him. Her eyes didn’t move from the floor.

It had been months of back and forth with Y/n. She didn’t have any moral compass. She didn’t know what to do in any situation that wasn’t murder.

“Умная девушка? Please look at me.” John smile softly as she brought her e/c eyes to his. (Smart girl.)

“I don’t understand why you’re always so upset when I help you.” She mumbled bitterly. John sighed softly, truthfully he didn’t either. In the Ruska Roma he would do the same. Watching Y/n kill didn’t seem right to John. 

In the few months that Y/n was under his care he’d grown to love her. The way her eyes would light up when she’d see something new. Slowly he guided her away from the blood scene, her head was cast down. 

By the time they entered the car Y/n hadn’t looked at him once. As they left John glanced over at her, she was curled up into herself. A permanent glare plastered on her innocent face. Her eyes held anything but innocence.

Y/n grabbed the rager that John held out to her with a small sigh. She wiped the blood from her hands before throwing the rag in the glove box. John roll his eyes and  pull the rag back out, wiping her face.

“You’re driving!” Y/n protested. John rolled his eyes as he finished.

“You’re covered in blood.” He mumbled as they continued to sit in silence. She turned from him, not caring for all the blood. As they pulled up to the Continental, Y/n hopped out before John even cut the gas. 

“Shit! Y/n!” John yelled but Y/n just pulled her back out for the trunk and walked into the building. She wouldn’t go much further than the front entrance, still believing she’d be punished. No matter how much John would try and convince Y/n she wouldn’t be punished for simply needed space.

As John handed his keys to the man standing there, grabbed his bag and followed after her. Y/n stood near the entrance to the pupils training arena. A boy around her age with tanned skin, black curls, and brown eyes talked softly to her.

Her eyes shoot in to John’s and sighed softly as she made her way back over to him. The boy she was with glared sharply at him. 

“Am I permitted to go to the training arena?” John nodded his head softly as he checked the pair in. John took her bag and pulled out her training clothes out.

“Here.” Y/n knew that meant her wanted her to change. She nodded softly as left to changed. The boy with her watched every move like a hawk, John didn’t like that. 

Y/n was by his side before he could blink, she was changed, hair pulled out of her face and still covered in blood. John sighed taking her dirty clothes and cleaned the side of her face.

Y/n jerked away slightly, not used to such dangerous hands being so kind to her. The boy shot off the wall, hatred in his eyes. John wanted to laugh at him. 

“Here it’s your room key. When will you be back?” Y/n shrugged.

“Later.”

“Eat someone before you get back please.” She nodded at his request and turned away. The boy pulled her close the second her got and pull her into the training arena.

“How goes re-raising a child?” John sent a glare to Winston as he approached him.

“I’m not re-raising her.” Winston raised his brow. 

“So you’re not trying to pull her away from her nature?”

“Being a killing machine is not her nature.” Winston smirked softly as he nodded his head. John glared and turned away. 

………………………

Y/n stared out the window as people avoided her like a plague. Maybe she was a plague, maybe she this was all her fault. Maybe if she hadn’t stayed Helen  would still be here. Maybe this was gods way of punishing her for disobeying her life’s purpose.

Thinking she could have a mundane life after all the bloodshed she’d caused. The pain, the heartache she must have caused her people. A hand on her shoulder pulled her away. John stood over her holding her shoulder.

“He’s here to see you.” Y/n’s blank eyes held his gaze for a while before pulling away. He stood away from very one and sent her a small smile.

“Atlas.”

“Ares.”

“Y/n.” 

He smirked softly at her. He grabbed her hand and pulled her close.

“You’re my Ares.”

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔄𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢

A/n: Hey y’all hope you guys have been enjoying this fic so far. We’re gonna get more into the KiriBaku love story soon. It’s gonna be gradual okay not supper fast. Hope y’all enjoy this one.

Word Count: 1,613k

Trigger Warnings: Gore, Blood, Horror, Cursing, Child Abuse, Human experiments, Child abandonment, Angst, Depression, Anxiety, PTSD, Insomnia, etc

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕰𝖑𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓

The breeze was nice against her skin as she stood with her class. It had taken a moment for everyone to stop fawning over her costume. She had to admit for a small second she enjoyed the attention.

“Now that you're ready, it's time for combat training.” All Might began. 

“Sir!” Iida announced raising his armored hand. She cast a glance towards him from Shoto’s side. She took an inch closer to him, and poked at the ice coming from his side. She didn’t like his costume, it covered his pretty face.

“This is the fake city from our entrance exam. Does that mean that we'll be conducting urban battles again?” He asked. 

I almost forgot about entrance exams. 

ʏᴏᴜ ꜱɪʟʟʏ ɢɪʀʟ.

“Not quite. I’m going to move you two steps ahead. Most of the villain fights you see on the news take place outside. However, statistically speaking, run-ins with the most dastardly evildoers take place indoors.” All Might announced. 

Y/n hummed softly as she bit into a chocolate cookie. Shoto cast her a look as she held up the other piece to him. He took it with a blank look. 

“Think about it. Backroom deals, home invasions, secret underground lairs. Truly intelligent criminals stay hidden in the shadows.” A shiver crawled up her spine at his words. 

Her grip on her cookie fell as she step closer to Shoto. His eyebrow quirked as he began to tune out All Might. After a few moments of her staring at the floor he brought his arm around her shoulder. Shoto pulled her closer and twirled one of the small braids in the ponytail.

Her tremble stopped as she stayed close to his warmer side. She liked that half of him was always warm. He was a great heating pad when she got cramps. 

“Aizawa and Tokoyami!” Y/n’s head snapped up. 

“Yes?”

“Aizawa!”

“Yes…?” She repeated. 

“You’re related to Mr. Aizawa! How! Look at you! There’s not an eye bag in sight!” Kirishima yelled. He stared down at her.

Her cute nose, her big e/c eyes. Her shinny and healthy h/c locks. Her pretty s/c skin without an imperfection in sight. Her gentle smile. 

She didn’t look anything like Aizawa. 

“You’re what his niece or something?” Midoriya asked. 

“No.” She answered quickly. After a few seconds of silence Shoto nudged her back.

“Oh, I’m his daughter.”

His daughter!

“Everyone else can head to the monitoring room to watch!” All Might said with his normal bright smile.

As she began to walk away with Shoto she caught all the stares coming her way. She cowards back into his side. 

“What are we doing?” He hummed and looked down at her. 

“Mock battles inside. You’re teamed up with Tokoyami.” She nooddd her head softly as she followed next to him.

“After school can we get soba? I got my allowance for this week.” Y/n answered with a smile. Shoto nodded with a smile as the rest of the class caught his hardened gaze. 

He knew that she was sensitive. He always knew that the way they acted made them looked like more than friends. He couldn’t bring himself to care all that much.

Contact grounded her when she got lost. When her mind would ramble and rattle. When her eyes would glass over contact would ground her. To hell with whatever they thought.

……………………………….

Y/n shuffled closer to All Might, pulling down her mask. She coughed and he turned down to her. He lowered himself slightly.

“Yes young Aizawa?” 

“Would you like me to go give Midoriya tea? His arm is all ugly.” She asked softly. All Might gasped and staggered back. Her healing tea was a well kept secret of the faculty. She almost never offered it up. 

“Little one… that is a generous offer but I believe Recover Girl can handle this.” Y/n furrowed her brows at his words. 

“I gave it to him earlier when he broke his tiny fingers. Why can’t I now?” Y/n whined with a pout. All Might gasps again, the rest of the class turning to them. 

“Your team is up next, after your match perhaps.” She pouted and crossed her arms.

“That’s not very fair Uncle Might.” She turned around grabbing Tokoyami’s arm. She grimaced softly as she dragged the bird hit behind her. She pulled up her mask as she pulled him through the apartment complex.

She stared at the ugly bomb for a few moments and crossed her arms. She stared at it for a few moments.

“It’s really….. big?” She uttered. 

“We are the villain team, I believe it bets if I stay here and guard the bomb.” Tokoyami’s voiced. She turned to him with a smile.

“That won’t be necessary. I’ve got a plan.” She said with a bright smile. She leaned over him giggling as she pulled the deck of cards from her belt.

“And that plan would be?” He asked. 

“Here put this on!” She handed him a long bird like mask to cover his nose and eyes. After a few seconds he took it confused.

“Where did you get this from?” Her ask taking a step towards her. She giggled as she threw her deck around in the air.

“I made it silly. Now let me just go through this deck, then we can talk.” She pulled out five cards. Each with hand painted colorful flowers. She heard the gusset go off and she jumped in the air.

Her body levitated in the air as she looked around. She threw the card them, they pierced through the solid concrete.

“Your mask on?” She yelled down. With a gentle nod of his head she smirked under her mask. Slamming her hands together flowered exploded and planting themselves into the ground. Their multicolored pollen exploded into the air around them. It made it thick, heavy to breathe.

Slowly she fell back to the ground with Tokoyami. She turned to him smiling under her mask. He blinked a few times and went to pull off his mask. Her hands shot up grasping his hands in hers.

“Don’t! You don’t want to breathe this in!” She yelled. 

“What will it do?”

“Nothing pleasant.” 

“Is it safe for our classmates?” She paused. She tilted her head to the side, thinking for a moment. 

“Safe enough.” Y/n answered as she turned to the entrance. She smiled as she watched both Kirishima and Sero ran towards them. Cupping her hands she blew all the air out of her lungs. 

The pollen darted into the faces cause the two boys to stagger back. She stood up right, rising into the air. She lifted Tokoyami in the air with her as she watched the boys cough. 

“Now the fun begins.” She mumbles as the ground began to shake. The two boys began to scream as large flowers began to rise from the ground. Kirishima began to attack the large unmoving flower as Sero fell to the ground.

Sero held his head as he screamed. Kirishima panted as he coughed. Tokoyami looked at Y/n as he floated next to her.

“Why is he screaming?” He asked.

“The pollen makes you see things. To Sero those flowers are the most monstrous things he’s ever seen.” She answered as she floated to bomb into the air with them. Tokoyami stared at her. 

He gathered the pollen messed with the mind but then why is Kirishima still attacking. Why can he still move about.

“You’re wondering about Kirishima?” She asked blankly. With a simple nod of his head she continued. “I’m not sure why he isn’t on the ground with Sero.”

“He’s more resilient.” Tokoyami answered and he continued to watch Kirishima attempt to fight at the non moving flowers. Y/n shook her head softly, there was more to it. No one was resilient to wonderlandian flowers but her. 

“There’s something more about him.” 

“Villain team wins!” Just liked that the pair floated down with the bomb. Y/n snapped her fingers and the flowers were sucked back into the cards. She held her hands as both boys froze. 

They both gasp for air as she pulls the colorful pollen from their bodies. Both Kirishima and Sero hit the floor coughing. Tokoyami watched as Y/n helped both boys up from the ground.

……………………………….

Y/n glared harshly at Shoto. Her eyes challenged him as she slurped down her soba. He held his father’s black card while Y/n held her allowance in hand.

“I asked to get food, I’ll pay.” She gritted out. Shoto laughed and leaned forward grabbing tempura. 

“You know the rules Sparkles, I always pay.” He answered as he ate the fried bamboo. Y/n’s eye twitched as she grabbed a fried shrimp. She breathed out deeply as she drank her mango juice.

“I have my allowance  let me treat you.” Y/n snapped. Shoto laughed at her words as she seemed to boil with rage.

“You may pay,” Y/n’s eyes lit up. “When we’ve run through all my father fortune.” Her face fell. 

“That’s not fair! He’ll never be out of money! That damed bastard is practically made of money!” She groaned hitting her head in the table. Shoto hummed softly and handed the card to the waitress. He poked her head softly and sighed. 

“To make it just to you we can get sweets. Sakura mochi? Taiyoki? What about Dorayaki?” He asked softly. She breathed out harshly and brought her head back up.

“All three, if I’m going to pay I need to use up all the money I can.” Shoto nodded his head softly as he watched her finish up her soba noodles. 

“With the way we’re going, his millions will be gone soon.”

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔄𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢

A/n: We get a look into Alice!reader’s background.

Word Count : 682

Trigger Warnings: Gore, Blood, Horror, Cursing, Child Abuse, Human experiments, Child abandonment, Angst, Depression, Anxiety, PTSD, Insomnia, etc

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓

Y/n sat closed eyed on the ground of the Todoroki residence. Shoto attacked  Y/n but thorn covered vines blocked his every move. Shoto groans in annoyance as frost begins to cover his body. As the pair continued to spar, Enji watched with Aizawa from Enji’s office. 

His turquoise eyes remaining in Y/n as Shoto attacked the sitting girl. She didn’t even need to move, her thorns would just attack. In her mind she was at a tea party with Hatter as he helped her levitate the cups. 

“Enji what am I doing here?” Aizawa questioned him as he sat cross armed. Enji turned back to Aizawa with an annoyed expression.

“I found another WonderCorps facility a week ago. I was able to keep the sidekicks from asking questions it, I found something.”

“What’d you find?”

Enji pulled out a tape and held it up. 

Trial 43

Subject 108

WonderCorps

Aizawa stared at the tape for a while till he realized he’d stood up and was holding the tape. 

“You’ve watched it already haven’t you? That’s why I’m here.”

Enji didn’t answer, his face remaining stern and without emotion. Enji took the tape gently and put it into the computer on his desk. 

As the tape turned in a tall man with brown hair, square rimed glasses and dressed in a lab coat turned on the tape camera. He took a few notes that looks at the camera.

“I am Touji Daigo but I’m know as Dr. Glass. Head of WonderCorps.”

Dr. Glass clicked a small clicker and lights in another glass room. In the glass room sat a younger Y/n. She barely look five. 

She was dressed in simple grey sweatpants and black shirt. Her feet were bare and her hands bruised. Dr. Glass focus the camera on Y/n.

Y/n looked up front he ground and waved softly at the camera. 

“This is experiment 108, and this is trial 43.” Dr. Glass fixed his glasses.

“Yesterday we conducted trial 42 and the results were less then stellar. 108 barely was able to control her environment. The underling almost was able to permanently injure 108.” As Dr. Glass spoke Y/n stood from the ground. 

Aizawa gasped in shock as the younger Y/n stood. Her arms were covered in bandages, her left eyes was blackened and bruised, but there was a small smile on her face. A small glass door opened and a strange creature walked out. 

It was misshapen on all ends, black goo dripped out of it staining the floor. Aizawa watched as Y/n’s face molded into one of pity and sadness. The aching look in her eyes felt no question that she felt a great sense of pity for the creature. It was colorful underneath the black goo.

Doctor. Glass leaned down into his mic.

“Go on Alice.” Y/n turned herself around in terror. She shook her head hurriedly as she shuffled.

“No! It’s sad! It’s hurting!” She cried and Doctor Glass sighed softly. He pressed a few buttons and eleactricons began to him in the room shocking the creature and Y/n. They both fell as the electricity pricked at their skin. 

After a few moments the creature began to warp and screech. Slowly it turned into a large mass of terror. Its eyes were white and it seemed to move on command. It began to attack Y/n throwing her around like a rag doll.

Aizawa stood from his seat stepping towards the monitor. His eyes shot to the window outside just as Y/n vanished into thin air. Shoto continued trying to catch Y/n but just as he’s almost grasp her she was gone.

“Turn it off.” Enji shock his head and pointed at the monitor.

“You need to see this.” Aizawa turned back to the monitor arms crossed and defensive.

Blood covered the room as Y/n lay in a bundle was what must have been her own blood. She cough violently as she push herself onto her arms. Doctors Glass rolled his eyes softly and pulled  the mic up.

“Alice! Get up or I get subject 109 to do it.” Y/n’s eyes shot yo and she pushed herself off the ground. She panted, covered in her own blood.

“NO!” She yelled once. A mass of different lights shines from her hands as she shot a bolt as the creature. It’s screeched in agony as it dissipated into nothing. Y/n panted softly as her eyes rolled back into her skull. Doctor Glass rushed into the room, an almost fearful look.

Thorn covered vines launched out of the ground cold concrete wrapping protectively around Y/n. The vines drew more of her blood but cradled her like a small baby. Doctor Glass frozen as he watched the vines wrap around Y/n.

“Doctor Vane! End the tape!” The screen cut to black.

“She killed that thing was a bolt of lightning.” Aizawa couldn’t hear his fellow hero. His eyes trapped in the black screen.

“That wasn’t lightning, I’ve seen something like that before.” Enji quirked his head in confusion. He steeped towards the window as he watched the two children.

“When we found her, behind her the portal looked like that. All the colors mixed together in the metal conductor.” Enji nodded softly. Aizawa was the only one who saw this mysterious portal, it had shut itself down when they’d all arrived.

Outside Shoto was panting as Y/n appeared in front of him. He growled softly as he blasted as much ice as he could muster at her. The ice barricaded around her encapsulating her in a dome like structure. 

Shoto panted triumphantly as he sat on the ground. Colors of all shades began to shine into the air from inside of the dome. Aizawa moved to next to Enji as the dome exploded into fractions of ice.

The multi-colored lights surrounded Y/n as she levitated just above the ground. Sharp blade of ice blazed towards shoto as a bolt it turning it to a mass of butterflies. Shoto panted as his back hit the ground in exhumation.

Y/n allowed her shadow to covered him as she sat next to him. Not a drop of sweat on her. Her tea pot and cups appeared and she pour some tea for Shoto. She stirred in some yellow sugar and red milk into the  tea. The drink turned into a deep royal blue as she brought the cup to his lips.

Both adults ran outside to check on the two child as Shoto finished up his cup. Y/n helped him sit up with a bright smile. Shoto tiredly opened his eyes to stare at her in bewilderment. Her arms crashed around Shoto’s frame with a wide smile. Shoto slowly wrapped one tired arm around her.

“You’ve gotten better.” Y/n whispered as their parents arrived. The small smile the pair shared caused a figure in the shadows to smile softly. The sun shined down on his armor as a familiar portal opened and he walked through.

Y/n’s eyes shot to the shadows, feeling the energy grow and dissipate. Her brows furrowed as she looked back at Shoto. She held him as her father knelt down with Enji.

She’d felt that power before, and she wasn’t sure if she was happy for the moment of comforting familiarity or if she was angry that power was still surviving. 

Hi can I request a percabeth smut post tartarus where annabeth is insecure about her scars and when the first time percy and annabeth get intimate, she tries hiding her body with her hands but percy kisses each and every scar while murmuring praises on her skin, literally worshipping her

I would totally do this I just don’t write Character x Characters fics ☹️. If you wanted I could add in a reader of your choice and write it then. I would totally write it then.

Project SS

a/n: This is my first 100 series and I’ve had it in mind for a while. I haven’t read the books and there gonna be a few canon divergences. But I hope y’all enjoy.

Word Count : 1.7k

Series Trigger Warnings: Mentioned S/A on another character, depression, self-harm, anxiety, experimentation on children, abusing relationships, murder, blood, gore, unwilling amputations?

Chapter One

It was cold.

Too cold, my cell was at the furthest ends of the ark. Complete solitary confinement was where I’d been forced to stay. As I laid on the cold ground of the cell I stared up at the ceiling. 

The once dull piece of shrapnel had been sharpened. I’d long since carved out the constellations onto the roof. I gently traced the small scars left in my left arm and wrist, the blade I’d made still hadn’t been taken from me.

Maybe that dickhead of a Chancellor wanted me to slit my wrist. Let Kane find me bathing in pools of my own blood, it would free him of his mistakes. As I twirls the blade in my hands it nicked at the skin of my hands. 

It didn’t hurt anymore, nothing really did. 

Soft vibrations echoed down my hall as I sat up. I shoved the knife into my boot and pull down my sleeve. As I rolled my shoulders back the door slammed open. The outside worlds was filled with screams of the other teen prisoners.

His footsteps entered slowly as he knelt in front of me. I kept my eyes closed as I listened to the clocking of the guards guns and all the chains they brought in.

“Hey firecracker,” Kane paused as he knelt in front of me. I sighed softly as I held my arms up, ready to be covered in chains. After a few moments he grabs my arms and looks at my wrist.

I would imagine this hurt him, honestly I wasn’t sure. He was my father but I’d never felt connected to him. Maybe it was because I was raised in the lab and closed off sector. Maybe it was because Alice had sold me away. Maybe because I knew he couldn’t love me.

He pressed his forehead to my wrists, I could feel a tear of two slip from his eyes. Pity must have covered my face as the guards slowly began to covered me in chains. 

After I was practically dress in silver he motioned for them to pause before placing the mask over my face. He pulled me in close, his arms around me. I froze, my muscles tensed up. He placed a kiss to my temple as he gave me a final squeeze. 

“I love you.”

I was hauled to my feet before I could speak and a muzzle was placed on my mouth. I tried to pull away, fight them off but these guards held my chains firmly. They were weighting me down but I was stronger than this. 

I should be able to break each and every chain but…. I’m tired. So tired. I look back at him, my eyes pleading for him to understand. He’s familiar to me at least, I know when he’s mad or happy. I know his ticks and quirks by heart.

“I love you too dad.”

I’m pulled further and further away from him. I’m pained into a shuttle with all the other 100, their eyes all fall upon me as I’m chains to my seat. I internally grown as they pull the needle filled with a sleep drug. 

I glare up at the guard about to inject me. Does he even know where my vein in, his hands are quivering. I rolled my eyes as the shuttle moves slightly and the guard practically runs away. 

I huff softly as I lean back against the seat. I can hear everyone else being to whisper.  My god I’m tired of this shit.

“Isn’t that the girl who killed twenty guards by herself?”

“I heard she has a metal leg.”

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes as they carried in the very much unconscious Clarke. I chuckled softly as Wells turned to his ex best friend. 

As the shuttle began to drop down shaking Clarke awoke and began to yell at Wells. I quickly began to rip her chains off. Each hitting the ground with a thud.

As the Chancellor’s video came on I ignored it happily. His words meant nothing to me now. He’d failed in every way to me, he was no Chancellor. He was a coward.

“Y/n? Is that you?” Clarke’z confused voice cause the e/c eyes girl to pause. Slowly I moved her gaze to the blonde.

“Who else would they cover in chains?” Clarke didn’t answer as with shoulder length broth hair began to float around.

“Stay in your seats!” Clarke yelled as the shuttle when further down. I had finally ripped all the chains off her body. I looked at Clarke and she was motioning towards the floating boy in front of her.

I shock my head content to remain in the safety of my own chair. She glared at me giving me a look I knew nothing good would come of. 

With a puff of air I undid the buckle and pulled the glove off my right hand. My arm shot up grasping the back of him. The metal of my arm shined softly in the dimly lit shuttle.

“She said stay in your seats.” I growled softly as I pulled him down. The shuttle jerked up and grasped into a bar as we began to fall. 

I held tightly onto him as I heard Clarke yell, “Finn! Y/n are you okay!”

I groaned as we began to fall helplessly towards the ground. As everyone begins to yell and scream I just focus  on holding onto this stupid boy. 

The shuttle jerks again and I’m thrown into a wall hitting a few pipes. My vision becomes hazy as I feel blood drip down the side of my face. The corners of my eyes slowly fade into black as my vision is completely blurred.

……….

I feel a pair of small hands shaking my body roughly. I shot up pushing the person away as my vision returns. 

“Y/n?”

“Yeah?” I looked at Clarke her eyes full of relief. She ran to me, bombarding me in a tight hug. 

“I was worried.” I let her pull away my arms still at my sides. I hummed softly as I pulled myself away from her. The commotion bellow is caught her attention as she pulled me down. As she climbed down as just jumped. 

I parted the crowds for her as she walked behind me. I helped push her forward with my metal arm. The others around me pull away in fear.

They thought a metal leg was cool why isn’t my arm cool.

“The air could be toxic!” Clarke urged.

“If the air is toxic, we’re all dead anyway.” The older boy at the front voiced. I stared at him tilting my head slightly. He stared back at me then lowered his gaze to my arm.

“Bellamy?” The crowds parted as a brunette girl climbed down and looked at him. 

He turned his gaze to her his eyes becoming full of emotions. He stared down at her smiling softly. 

“My god, look how big you are.” The girl engulfed him into a hug as she breathed in deeply. I sighed softly and moved over to the panel. It was jammed and wouldn’t open the doors anymore.

“What the hell are you wearing, a guards uniform?”

“I borrowed it to get in the drop ship. Someone’s got to keep an eyes on you.” He answered. 

“Where’s your wrist band?” I heard Clarke ask as I began to try and fix the stupid panel.

“Do you mind? I haven’t seen my brother in a year.” I froze at this and turned to the pair.

“No one had a brother.”

“That’s Octavia Blake, the girl they found hidden in the floor.”

Octavia jerked forward going to attack whoever had spoken. Bellamy quickly gasped into her holding tightly to her. 

“Octavia, Octavia no. Let’s give them something else to remember you by.” He tried to calm her. The fire was not lost in her eyes as she pulled herself from his grip.

“Yeah? Like what?”

“Like being the first person on the ground in a hundred years.” He answered with a smile. I watched Octavia’s face brighten at the notion. I watched as Clarke’s eyes fell as he moved over to me. 

“It won’t open.” His eyes darted to me.

“What do you mean it won’t open?”

“The panels fucked.” He moved me out of the way to try the panel himself. 

“You’d need a shit ton of force to open those doors up.” I pause for a moment. “Lucky for you, I hate confined spaces.”

He stared at me, his dark eyes holding mine. I glared up at him as his lips curled into a smirk. I moved away from him approaching the door. I rolled my shoulder, my arm flexing against each metal part.

I slammed my fist forwards, the cool metal of my hand hitting the hot door. It flung towards the ground as people backed away gasping. 

Light hit our faces as a breeze pushed against us. I averted my eyes, the light all too bright. I moved out of Octavia’s way with a nod.

“All yours sunshine.” I mumble as she stared at me. I watched as her brother’s eyes trailed me and try then her. She took in a long breath before exhaling deeply. Her feet slowly moved forward against the metal door on the ground. 

After a moment she jumped down, her boots hitting the firm soil. She took a few more steps as I stared out at the trees. They were lush and green all over. They were nothing like I’d ever seen before.

My eyes drifted till I found Bellamy’s eyes on me. I blinked a few times unsure as to why he was staring at me. In his eyes they held a looked I’d never been given.

“WE’RE BACK BITCHES!” Octavia yelled as the others cheered. Bellamy’s eyes left me and retired to his sister as he laughed. 

All around me the others pushed forwards onto the ground in front of us. I simple stared at them all as they left cheering. After a moment when all were gone I followed. 

I left’s my boots hit the ground. I dug them into the soil as I bent down. My fingers traced the top of the grass around us. It pounced my fingertips gently. I let out a breathless chuckle as I grabbed a handful of dirt.

It crumbled in between the cracks of my hand. I brought it to my nose, breathing in the earth scent deeply. I let out a long breath as I stare out. 

Humans were finally back home.