Nsfw 18+

Knock three times || Tommy Slater ||

A/n: I am doing it! I am also giving Tommy good parents so they can be some amazing grandparents in 1994.

Part 1 of 2.

Summary: You are from Sunnyvale, the most popular girl in the most perfect town. Well that’s what people say anyway but you don’t want that, you wanted something different, you wanted Tommy Slater. Hiding your relationship with the Shadyside boy was one thing but that fact that you’re dating one Matthew Goode brought a whole new problem when someone spills the beans of yours and Tommy’s relationship.

But that’s not even the tip of your horrible week at Camp Nightwing.

A/n 2: So this was getting really long, I will be continuing this in part 2 which will be including 1994.

Tag List: @mercurypsd​

Warnings:

Death, character death, possession of a character, { Tommy still becomes possessed.}, gore/blood, abuse { Matthew is a dick }, swearing, some hinted at sex.

Song Inspiration:

Knock Three Times-Tony Orlando & Dawn.

Camp Nightwing-1978

Y/n L/n…you were the name that fell from every Sunnvale’s lips. The most popular girl at the camp. You had the looks, the money and the perfect boyfriend. You had to laugh at that one, Matthew Goode was far from being the perfect boyfriend. The man who yelled at you if your make up was out of place or if you talked out of turn.

Now Tommy, Tommy was the perfect boyfriend. He was sweet, made you laugh. It was luck meeting him, thanks to his car breaking down in front of your home. You let him call for a ride and after that you two were inseparable, your cheeks burned from when you would ever remember when you lost yourself to him.

You wished you could show him around, to rub it in everyone’s face that you were dating a boy from Shadyside and you didn’t care but you knew what Matthew would do and you knew how your father would react so for now you would have to keep your relationship a secret.

But you were sick of this, sick of every person from Sunnyvale thinking they are better than the people from Shadyside, sick of hiding your relationship from the one boy that actually cared about you.Though it made your blood boil seeing what Shelia and lackeys were doing to the girl from Shadyside.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing.”

The smile from Sheila’s face vanished, the other girls backing away from the tied up Ziggy. Lighter falling from her hands she did her best to stutter out an accuse. 

People knew not to mess with you, you might have been a camp counselor but your father was also Sunnyvale’s top lawyer, he made people evidence disappear. 

“I…n-nothing..I was only.”

You grabbed the lighter off the ground as the other girls scurried off, Sheila still in a daze until she saw you grab the lighter. “You can’t take that.”

“I just did…now..I’m going to call your parents and your ass is getting sen-.”

“Whoa! Y/n…calm down…let’s not get in over our heads.” 

Whipping your head around a scowl came to your face, of course the Goode’s would be here.

“She was-”

Cutting you off, you winced as Matthew grabbed your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes. “I said.Let.It.Go.”

Gritting your teeth you reached up then tugged his hand off your face, you then the grabbed the knife out of Nicks hand as you cut Ziggy down you wrapped your arms around the girls waist. “Come on, Let’s get the burn checked out.”

“Whore.” 

Of course Shelia had to open her mouth, slipping the lighter in your pocket you turned to Ziggy giving her a forced smile. “Give me a moment.”

“Huh.”

Turning around your walked over to the girl, your hand slapping hard across her cheek with enough force to send the girl on her ass. “Shut your fucking mouth.”

Returning to Ziggy’s side, the young girl couldn’t help but let out a laugh. “God you’re amazing y/n.”

“Thanks.”

Once you dropped Ziggy off at the nurses office you nearly collide with another body. Blinking you looked up to see the smiling face of your best friend, the girl grasped your hand tugging you towards. “Cindy! at least tell me where you’re dragging me off too.”

Looking around she then pulled you into Shadyside’s counselor Cabin. “Y/n! did you hear?”

“Hear what?”

“Arnie and Alice broke up.”

“So…you’re telling me that you wanna date Arnie?”

“What! No!..Gross!”

Laughing, you gave your friend a smile as you nudged her side. “You gonna make a move?”

“I..”

Eyes softening you squeezed your friends hands. “You should tell her…” Hearing your name being called you mentally rolled your eyes. “Shit…Cindy…I gotta go, I’ll see you tonight.”

Waving goodbye to your friend you quickly slipped out of the Cabin running over to the Sunnyvale side.

You had a game to get ready for.

You stood along with the other Sunnyvale kids, in your hands were balloons filled with the paint of your respected sides.The game was whoever got the most paint on them. The Sunnyvale side held dark blue paint, not to mention how confidant they looked.

While the the Shadyside kids balloons were filled with yellow paint and neither of them looked confidant, well everyone but Tommy. He was smiling at you, the kind of smile he’d give you whenever you too where intimate.

Then with the sound of the whistle the kids from the Sunnyvale side started to hurl the balloons at the kids. most of the Shadysiders stood their ground while others fled. You were about to just walk about until you felt a balloon hit your blue shirt, the yellow paint exploding over it as some even hit your face. 

“Come and get me Princess.”Looking up in shock you noticed a smiling Tommy waving his hand as he then took off running.

“Oh you are dead Slater.” Ignoring the chaos around you, you followed the mans laugh as he vanished into the woods. You knew he was running towards the docks.

Still holding onto your balloon, you ducked under a branch. A full smile forming on your face as you noticed Tommy. His back was turned to you, sneaking up behind him you quickly slammed the balloon on his back. Blue paint now coating his skin.

“Ah! Shit! Y/n?” 

Laughing you covered your mouth to stifle the sound. You watched as Tommy gave you a half smile. The blue pain some how made it to his hair, walking close to you he quickly wrapped his arms around your waist lifting you in the air. Holding you close, he let the paints that were covering yours and his mix together. 

“Tommy! stop.”Laughter still leaving your lips you let your legs wrap around his waist as he brought you in for a soft kiss.

“Wanna go for a swim?”

Sighing you glanced at the edge of the docks. “Well we do have to get this paint off some how.”

“Hold on tight Princess.”

Pinching the mans cheeks he let out a small yelp before taking a running leap into the water.

Coming up for some air, you felt Tommy’s fingers run down your neck as he pushed a strain of hair out of your eyes. 

Smiling at the boy you let him wrap his arms around your waist to keep you balanced in the water. His other hand helping you scrub the paint that was on your skin.

“Tommy Slater…you are an amazing boyfriend.”

“Well what can I say…I have you to thank for that.” he states grabbing your wrist gently placing a kiss on it.

With the games down with you couldn’t help but scowl at the mess your own kids did. “Little shits.”

After some fun time with Tommy in the waters you knew the smart thing to do was to change out of your wet clothes.

Wrinkling your nose you turned the radio on, the song Knock three times started to blast throw. Smiling to yourself you turned it up a bit more as you started to sing and dance to the song as you cleaned.

“You don’t even know me, I love you.” Your voice ringing out in the empty mess hall, you didn’t even notice someone slipping into the room as you mopped the floor.

Watching you dance, Tommy couldn’t help but smile. It was one of the cutest things he’s seen you do, not to mention you were a good singing. Grinning he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Oh, my darling, knock three times.” You danced around the mop but stopped but stopped when you heard three loud knocks on the table.

“Shit! Tommy!”

“Please don’t stop on my account.”

Letting out a small groan you rolled your eyes as you walked over to the stereo. “Okay…I need to finish cleaning…now if you excuse me.”

“Wait…let me help you.” grasping your hand he made you do a little spin as he started to sing along to the song.

“Oh, my sweetness“

Laughing you let the man give you a dip, you both dancing around the room. “Means you’ll meet me in the hallway.” He spun you over to where one of the pipes where. “Oh, twice on the pipe” 

Tapping on the pipe you let your arms wrap around his neck as his hands moved to your hips. “Means you ain’t gonna show.”

While your weren’t getting much cleaning done, you were having fun with your boyfriend.

“Hey babe.”

Hiding the scowl on your face you had to force a smile instead just as you placed the cleaning supplies away. Of course he had to be the one to show up here.

“Matt…to what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Can’t a guy come see his beautiful girlfriend…now give me a smile Y/n.”

“Fuck off Matt.I’m not in the mood..go bother your little friends that were torture another camper.”

“She had it coming.” You wanted nothing more than to wipe that smile off his face.

“It’s sick.”

Brushing past him you felt your wrist get grabbed, falling against the mans chest your fight suddenly left you once you saw the look in his eyes. “What do you want Matthew?”

“I want a kiss from my girlfriend.”

“Ma-.”

Closing your eyes you felt his breath against your lips, kissing you. You were relived when the man broke it. Looking down at you, Matthew let his thumb trace your lips. “I can’t wait to make you mine.” You tried not to shudder as his hand moved down your neck, tracing your arm as he then gave your ass a small squeeze.

“See you later…Princess.”

Swallowing the bile in your throat, you waited for him to leave, to get out of your vision you quickly rubbed your lips. God, you could still feel his disgusting touch.

Storming out of the little hut, you quickly raced towards the woods. Catching Tommy’s gaze you then were out of sight of all the campers. Digging your nails into your palm you knew you needed to end this soon. You couldn’t take him touching you anymore.

Jumping, you nearly punched the person that grabbed your waist. “Whoa! Y/n! are you okay?”

“Tommy?”

Breath leaving your throat you let out fingers grasp his hand tightly. “I want you to fuck me.”

“I..Y/n…what?”

“Please….fuck me.” You let your fingers run down his chest then towards his shorts. “ Please.”

Swallowing thickly, Tommy did his best to not let his mind wander. He knew he shouldn’t want to sleep with you in the middle of the woods where anyone could find you both but it was getting hard to think when you were sucking his neck and your hands, god your hands felt so good on his hot flesh.

“S-Shit…Y/n.”

Smiling you stepped back for a moment only to remove the shirt you were wearing. Tossing it on the ground, you laid down on the leaves. Your fingers sliding down your stomach towards the shorts you wore. “I can’t do this all myself Tommy.”

Blinking a few times, Tommy quickly removed the rest of his clothing.Hovering over you he then gave you a smile grasping your hip as he slowly thrusted into your warmth. “I love you y/n..”

Smiling, you then let out a gasp digging your nails into his back. “I…I love you to Tommy.”

Closing your eyes, enjoying Tommy thrusting his length within you. You both had no clue that you were being watched.

Smiling against his lips, you knew that you both looked like a mess. You were positive you had twigs in your hair. Not to mention dirt in unsavory places but that was something you could worry about later. Right now you were going to enjoy this moment before you got back to camp.

While you were wearing your shorts, your shirt was still off. In the hands of your boyfriend. “If you’re not going to give me back my shirt then I’m going to steal yours.”

“I can handle that.”

Giving you a smile, it quickly vanished when you heard your name being called.

“Y/n! You fucking slut!”

Matthew stormed into view, you didn’t even know how he could have but that’s when you saw her. Shelia, with a smug smile on her face, arms crossed over her chest.

“You’re fucking him! A Shadyside piece of trash..is it him or is it all of Shadyside you’re spreading your legs open for..”

“Don’t you call him that!” You sneered using Tommy’s shirt to cover you up before you stormed over to him. “We were never a thing Matt! as if I’d ever date you! It was more of keeping up appearance. Why do you think I never let you touch me! You’re an asshole!.” Your hand slapping his cheek, chest heaving you were happy to finally get that off your chest.

“You know what…you can keep the little whore Slater….Top Slut of Sunnyvale and Shadyside.”

Digging his nails into his palm he stormed over to Matthew slamming his fist against his jaw. “You shut your fucking mouth! You will not disrespect her again! you will not touch her again…Or I’ll.”

Holding onto his jaw, Matthew glared up at Tommy. “Or you’ll what.”

“I’ll fucking kill you.”

Swallowing, Matthew didn’t know what to say to that but now he knew what he had to do.

Your stuff was in front of the door, something that was not surprising. Everyone in Sunnyvale knew what you did to Tommy but for once you didn’t care. It felt freeing, you felt like you could finally be happy. Grabbing your bag you flipped the cabin off one more time as you made your way towards the Shadyside cabin.

“Hey! y/n! welcome to the dark side.” Arine nodded at you, Alice scoffed and Cindy looked like she was about to burst though Tommy just looked dazed.

Frowning you dropped your things, walking over to your boyfriend you cupped his cheeks. “Hey…Tommy…you okay?”

“Y/n?” Blinking a few times he did his best to smile. “Hey…how are you feeling.”

“Never better” You tried to smile but you were worried for him. “What about you? You don’t look so good.”

“I’m fine…just a headache….I was thinking about…heading to the nurse.”

Nodding your head you then wrapped your arms around his waist. “Come on, I’ll help you Tommy.”

Leaning on your shoulder, you felt his breath against your skin. You just hoped he was okay. He was muttering something under his breath, something you couldn’t hear but it made you nervous.

It didn’t take you long to get to the small nurses office and as you guided him to sit in the chair, hearing a noise you turned to see the nurse, you were about to ask for help though she just brushed past you.

You could barley make out what she was saying, it wasn’t until you finally registered that the woman had a knife in her hand. Tommy didn’t even react, he couldn’t react since he was hunched over, his head in his hands. “Tommy.”

You quickly lunged at the woman, your hand wrapping around around the knife. You felt the blade cut into your skin, Tommy finally snapping out of whatever haze he was in. Leaping into the action, he quickly rushed the woman pulling her away thinking you were the one in danger. Shoving her aside.

Everything felt like it was running in slow motion, screaming, someone was screaming but you couldn’t help but feel a cold shiver run up your spine. The words ringing in your ears.

“I’m sorry but this is he only way. I saw you’re name on the rock. You’ll die tonight. One way or another.”

“Tommy.” His name left your lips as everything went black.

You woke up to the sound of voices, one was of Cindy. Her voice was filled with concern though she was also questioning Tommy. Tommy, god he sounded so confused. He tried to explain that one moment they were sitting in the nurses office then the next thing he knew you were holding a bleeding palm, then you fainted.

You woke up laying in a bed, your hand wrapped. Tommy sitting up from whatever seat he was sitting in. “Y/n.”

“God..shit what happened?”

“Nurse Lane attacked you…they took her away.”

You glanced at your hand, that wasn’t right. She was trying to kill Tommy, the realization hit you hard. What was she talking about? What rock? You felt so many questions fill your mind but you had no answers for them.

“Y/n….hello earth too y/n…are you alright.?”

Snapping out of the haze you forced a laugh standing up on shaky legs. “I’m fine…ah we should get ready for the color wars ya…don’t hold back.” You tried to muster up a smile placing a kiss to Tommy’s cheek then nodded to Cindy but that smile vanished when you heard Arin’s voice fill the room.

“Why? It’s not like good old Shadyside ever wins.”

Scowling you walked past the man. “Maybe if you put effort and actually helped your team you might stand a chance.” you shot back though clearing out your throat you stood in front of Tommy grasping his hand. “Meet me back here tonight. I need to find out what really happened with Nurse Lane.” you whispered to him. Giving him one last kiss you gave Arni a glare leaving the room hoping to find some answers.

You stayed on your cabin until it was dark, the color war didn’t matter to you know matter how much Nick begged you to play. Gripping a flashlight in your good hand you walked towards the infirmary, a breath leaving your lips spotting Tommy though he didn’t look good, was the blood on his nose?

Shaking your head he seemed to have sensed you because he quickly wiped his nose then gave you a smile.

“Y/n.”

Standing on your toes you gave his cheek a kiss as you then tugged him inside the building.

“If you wanted to get me a lone y/n you could have just asked. “he teased.

Snorting you gave your boyfriend a teasing smile, your flashlight shinning on every surface that might hold a clue. Spotting a bottle of pills you turned them around then sighed. 

Maybe she did lose it, though that was until your eyes landed on a book. An old book, you were afraid that if you touched the thing it would fall apart. Wetting your lips you frowned reading the passages, it unnerved you. Though of course your silent moment together was interrupted by the voice of shouting. Alice and Arnie arguing at each other then the two’s attention were on you and that book. 

But after that, that’s when it all changed, Alice started to read from the book, she read how the curse would break and a map of the Camp with writings all over it. You frowned then turned to look at the woman both seeming to have the same idea.

You didn’t know when Cindy joined you, Alice, Arine and Tommy, you didn’t even remember going into the house, you didn’t even notice when you, Alice and Cindy broke away from the boys. You felt your heart leap into your throat once you noticed a stone wall holding all the killers, including Tommy’s and suddenly what Nurse Lane said made sense.

“I’m sorry but this is he only way. I saw you’re name on the rock. You’ll die tonight. One way or another.”

“Tommy.”

Someone was screaming, no not someone…Alice and Cindy. You were to shell shock to even register what had happened. You felt something wet on your face though it finally hit you that Arnie was dead having taken an ax to the face. You couldn’t even recognize the man anymore, you had to swallow the bile, so that’s why you felt so sticky. Looking up your eyes met Tommy’s except those weren’t Tommy’s eyes, he looked like his mind was taken over.

“Run.” Slowly stepping back you tore your gaze away from the body, away from Tommy, back to the girls. “Run!”

They didn’t need to be told twice as the took off down the cave but he didn’t move. He just stood their watching you, you were about to call out his name until he swiped the ax at you. You nearly missed the blow, feeling rocks cut into your skin. Scrambling up you took off running, bursting out of the house you sprinted through the forest with Tommy hot on your heels. Your eyes landing on a small hut, rushing in you did your best to calm your racing thoughts. You didn’t even notice that you had stepped into the showers. Covering your mouth you watched as Tommy slipped in. The closer he got the more you stepped back, it wasn’t until you felt your body hit the shower causing it to turn on alerting the man.

You didn’t want to die like this, not by the man you loved, not being soaking wet. Just as he approached, he halted in his movements. His head titling to the side as he looked you over and then he walked away.

Your mind was still reeling, what just happened but then your eyes went wide. The blood, you had the blood of a Shadysider on you and now that it was gone he had no reason to attack you. Heaving you closed your eyes knowing what had to be done. You needed to warn the others, you had to find away to save Tommy.

Your legs were burning, your hand was killing you but the only thing you could think about was Tommy, you had to save him. With a rope around your shoulder while in another hand was a small bottle of blood. Something to lure him out. While you hated using the blood of someone that died you had to do it.

“Tommy!”

God you couldn’t get the image of Joan’s body out of your mind, gutted. This was not the camp experience you had wanted.

Unscrewing the cap you quickly dumped the blood over your shirt, your heart racing in your chest. Then their was Gary, you were glad you didn’t see his death, you didn’t know how Cindy or Alice dealt with that but you were grateful for the woman’s help.

It didn’t take long for you too see Tommy, his shoulder was bleeding but he was rushing at you. Closing your eyes you took off running letting him follow you. Yelling to Cindy, you rushed passed the woman just in time as she grasped the shovel in her hand cracking Tommy in the back of his head. You were relived to see that he was still breath. Dropping the rope you nodded your head. 

“We need to time him up.”

“Then what! he just killed.”

“It’s not him! he’s….it’s not Tommy and I don’t care if you do-”

“We believe you Y/n.”

After what she and Alice saw in that cave, how could she not believe her friend.  “Y/n…we found out….it’s the Goode’s…they’re the reason why..”

Alice looked towards Cindy then frowned. “You need to kill whoever wrote the name on the wall…it was either Matthew or.”

“Nick.”

God how could you kill anyone, tensing you slowly stood up grabbing the ax laying on the ground. You looked over at Tommy struggling against the rope, he looked rabid. Though the fear you were feeling was replaced with anger. One of the Goode’s did this so you were going to set this right, you will fix this.

“Watch Tommy for me.”

[ 18+ ] i can't accept it

[ au! silent hill ] sam winchester

[ trauma version ] [ warning! loud sound ]

song: forgive me

show: supernatural

software: capcut

X.O LN4

song: diet pepsi by addison rae

software: capcut

disclaimer: i do not own the song (but i did edit this) or any of the clips used. this is an original edit.

tokyo ghoul + scenery

ending scene ㅡ dazai osamu

➤ Pairing: Mafia Boss! Dazai x Reader

➤ Genre: angst, Beast! AU

➤ Warnings: suicide, major character death

➤ Word count: 654

➤ Summary: Death comes in so many forms; accidents, poisoning, naturally. But Dazai's death came in the shape of you. 

➤ Note: haven't been feeling too well and this is the result. if you liked it, please praise me. 

Raindrops, so unusually warm, welcomed Dazai's cooling body as he laid on the wet concrete, waiting for death to finally hug him after so many failed attempts, after so many days of suffering, after making sure that Odasaku could live the life he was once denied of experiencing by a cruel lady called fate. Yes, it was worth it, Dazai thought. 

His dear friend ended up hating him, but Odasaku could finally write his novel and spend his days with the people of the Agency ㅡ a place which once welcomed, a place where Odasaku would be appreciated and safe unlike in the mafia. 

If Dazai's death meant Odasaku's happiness, Dazai gladly paid the price. 

Drowning in thoughts, Dazai barely took notice of the many pedestrians passing by his dying body like a ghost, like he was no one, like he was finally ceasing to exist. The brunette couldn't recognize anyone's face, it seemed like distinct features were crossed out, erased and a mere blank canvas. Maybe this was how these pedestrians perceived Dazai; a plain individual who was dying at their feet. 

Eyes fluttered shut for a moment, Dazai was content in embracing death at last if it weren't for the pair of shoes standing in front of him. 

Gradually, Dazai's eyes widened in shock as the recognized you hovering above him with Yokohama's lights casting a faux halo around your petite silhouette. Why were you there? Dazai was sure that he had erased you from this world, so that his heart wouldn't get into conflict with his plan. He knew that if he had seen you, his feelings would've made turned him into a selfish, greedy man, once again. 

Why were you there, smiling and holding a bouquet of red spider lilies in those soft hands he had liked to hold? 

"It's been a while, Osamu." You spoke softly, gaze glimmering with the reflection of neon and traffic signs. The coat you wore was damp around your shoulders, hair curled at the tips from the rain and a pitch black umbrella in your other hand. His heart ached as he scrutinized your delicate features. 

You kneeled down and gently placed the bouquet on Dazai's chest which was gradually ceasing to rise and fall. With your lips sadly tugged upwards, you brushed straying strands of hair from Dazai's face, fingers carefully tugging at the bandages covering his eye. They came undone. 

"You've suffered a lot, haven't you?" Dazai's voice had long since left him, all he could do was weakly nod as he let you touch him. Damn him ㅡ even in death, he was selfish, craving and leaning into your touch he did not deserve. No matter how much Dazai had suffered, those around him were made to suffer even more. 

You saw the agony in his eyes, the agony of seeing you again. "Worry not, Osamu. You'll be able to sleep well like you did before." How often had he longed to hear your voice and linger in your sweet words that soothed even the deepest of wounds? Dazai always said your voice reminded him of honey. For some reason, he trusted your words, because you always trusted his. 

Dazai could feel his limbs going numb, his heart beat heavily in his chest and breathing became more difficult with each second you were in his presence to tenderly torment him. If there was a God, Dazai figured that you were his divine punishment for all the wrongs he committed. It was only fair, he supposed. 

"This is goodbye, my love." You spoke, thumb lovingly caressing the skin underneath Dazai's eye as you pressed your soft lips to his to give him the last kiss he should never get. As his brown orbs fluttered shut and his heart nearly gave in, Dazai realized one thing which had slipped his rotting mind. 

It wasn't his suicide that was killing him. 

It was you.

ELLA PURNELL and AARON MOTEN Fallout (2024 - ) Behind the Scenes

THE PUNCH

In the midst of the intense battle against Voldemort in the Ministry of Magic, the atmosphere was tense and charged with magic. Spells were being cast left and right, and the air was thick with tension. Amidst it all, a young wizard named Glenn found himself feeling completely drained.

Rubbing his tired eyes, Glenn scratched his head with his wand, trying to shake off the weariness that had settled over him. Voldemort's voice droned on as he continued his speech, his words a twisted mix of arrogance and malevolence. Glenn couldn't help but feel a sense of irritation mingling with his exhaustion.

As Voldemort's speech reached its climax, the battle erupted into chaos. Spells collided, and the clash of magic filled the air. Glenn's mind was foggy from lack of sleep and hunger, and he felt a surge of frustration building within him.

Just as Voldemort raised his wand to cast a particularly powerful curse, Glenn's patience reached its breaking point. In a moment of boldness driven by irritation, he clenched his fist and swung it with all his might, connecting with Voldemort's face in a resounding punch.

The impact was unexpected and powerful, and Voldemort was knocked off balance. His wand fell from his hand as he stumbled backward, his expression a mix of shock and disbelief. For a brief moment, the entire battlefield seemed to freeze as everyone stared in astonishment at what had just transpired.

Glenn stood there, his knuckles throbbing from the force of the punch, a mixture of disbelief and satisfaction on his face. He cracked his knuckles, wincing slightly at the pain. Then, without missing a beat, he looked up and noticed the wide-eyed stares and open mouths of those around him.

"Uh, yeah," Glenn muttered, shrugging his shoulders as if it was no big deal. "I mean, the guy was really getting on my nerves, and I just want to go home and take a nap."

His words were met with a mix of incredulous looks and amused chuckles from the other wizards and witches on the battlefield. Even Voldemort's loyal followers seemed taken aback by the unexpected turn of events.

Glenn's actions had managed to knock Voldemort unconscious, leaving the Dark Lord sprawled on the floor. The battlefield was still for a moment, and then, as if shaken from a trance, the battle resumed with renewed vigor.

With Voldemort temporarily incapacitated, the tide of the battle began to turn in favor of the defenders. Glenn's unexpected punch had provided a much-needed morale boost and a break in the tension. Spells were cast, and the battle raged on, but there was a renewed sense of determination in the air.

And in the midst of it all, Glenn stood, his hand still throbbing from the punch, a tired but satisfied smile on his face. Sometimes, a well-timed punch was all it took to change the course of history, even in the magical world.

❝No matter how many times I’m reborn, I’m always going to be your little sister! No matter what! (…) I’ll never forgive you if you leave me behind! Because we’re always going to be together! How could you? Don’t you remember that promise we made?❞