#ravagersona

Chapter 1 ~ Chapter 2 ~ Chapter 3 ~ Chapter 4 ~ Chapter 5

Warning: None

After five long hours of cleaning dust, grim, trash, and a weird mold crawling on the walls the place was clean. Through the mess of odd mold she discovered a trash shoot which was very helpful and would be handy later on. Cleaning took AL longer than she thought. She 't even unpacked her bag and forget about showering before dinner, just the mention of dinner had her stomach grumble all of a sudden. AL was suddenly surprised by a knock to the door. Stakar had mentioned him sending someone down to come and get her for dinner and this must be him. AL opened the door and when she looked up she wasn't expecting to see what stood before her. AL expected one of the guys she met earlier but no, this man was much taller and is made out of what looks like diamond. The light bounced of the material his body is made of, which made his body give off a beautiful reflection. Piercing eyes that matched his diamond looking form and a flat nose with what look like thin lips. A strong jawline and cheekbones with a spiky head that resembled a cluster of precious rock. He wore a blue jumpsuit like everyone else but stood taller and gave off the energy of a leader. This man was somehow breathtaking in AL eyes and she was grateful she wore a mask since her eyes were staring in awe at this man but unfortunately the mask didn't cover her gaping mouth. AL didn't notice her staring and the man cleared his mouth.

“Hi, I'm Martinex. First mate of the Sun Streaker. Stakar sent me down to get you for dinner. AL is it?”

It was at this moment she never wanted this man to stop talking, that melodic crystalline voice that matched his whole being made her knees weak. AL closed her mouth quickly and nodded her head in a  yes. She prayed her mask at least covered the small blush she could feel on her cheeks.

“Well, are you ready to go eat?”

AL nodded yes a little quicker then she would like and looked around frantically for a small halo pad she used for talking to others. Suddenly she had an epiphany in the middle of the work room and checked her belt pouch and found it where it last was. AL turned to martinex and gave an awkward smile to him while holding up the halo pad. AL wanted to fly into a black hole at this moment but martinex couldn't help but think how adorable what just happened was.

“Let's get going before it's all gone, shall we.”

AL just clutched the small halo pad and walked out of the room closing the door behind her.

On there way there AL typed on the halo pad and somehow got the guts to poke martinex on the arm gaining his attention and gestured for hi to read the halo pad.

“Hi, my name is AL. Sorry for not speaking, i'm selectively mute. Nice to meet you,” the halo pad read.

“It's nice to meet you too. Stakar told me you were pretty quiet but selectively mute is pretty interesting. I've only read about your species being talkative or mute. He also mentioned to me about you being a woman, allow me to say welcome to the crew.”

AL took the pad and typed once again then showed him the pad.

“You know about terrans, about earth?”

“Yes. After all my species and yours are from the same solar system.”

“Really?”

“Yes, i'm Pluvian. I'm originally from Pluto.”

AL stopped walking which brought martinex to a stop as well. AL gave him a bashful smile.

“I always liked Pluto.”

Martinex felt his cheeks tingle, an act that's never happened to him before.

“Oh, well...thank you,” martinex didn't know what to say other then that and awkwardly turned and began to walk away. AL was quick to follow.

“What a stupid thing to say and the first thing I said to him too. I mean it's true Pluto is my favorite but uh why,” AL thought.

Martinex couldn't help but think, “Whats wrong with my face? Is this something I read about?”

Once AL and martinex made it to the mess hall martinex helped AL get her food but never got any for himself which AL took note of but didn't ask about. Martinex was called over to a table by stakar and AL found a seat at the end of a somewhat empty table and began to eat. For martinex, once he got to the table stakar looked at him funny.

“What,” martinex asked.

“Why is your face slightly pink?”

Martinex just brushed it away and joined in on a conversation that was going on and stakar went back to eating. But in martinex head he was freaking out and wanted to go to his books as soon as possible to figure out what had happened to him. AL ate her dinner as quick as possible when she noticed other crew members were staring at her. She didn't blame them and their curiosity but being in a new place with a lot of people wasn't a comfortable position for her. Once AL was done she returned her tray and made her way back to her room with her little map device.

Martinex had some more work to do after dinner, but once that was done he rushed back to his room and and sat at his desk searching frantically on his halo pad. Searching through species after species of aliens looking for a medical example of what might have had happened to him. But nothing. Martinex tried to think back to the old days when his species was still alive. He saw this weird anomaly happen on girls but never a man. Was it the same thing or no? What was it called again? He searched his collection of books trying to remember a similar act he remembered reading in one of his many books. The book he believed to be the one is titled “Love on a Star.” He flipped through the pages and found a scene where the two main characters are holding hands for the first time and the line he remember blessed his eyes.

“The soft and calloused touch joined as one. Shades darker then their skin kissed their faces in a blushing display.”

That was it, blushing.

Martinex went back to his halo pad and looked up the so called act of blushing.

“Blushing: is the darkening of a person's face due to psychological reasons. It is normally involuntary and triggered by emotional stress tying candor, such as that associated with passion, embarrassment, anger, or romantic stimulation.” the screen read.

How had he not searched such a term when he read the book. Could've been one of those times where he was on the brink of sleep when he read the line. But why, what caused him to do such a thing. Little did martinex know he would be up all night researching.

AL on the other hand was lying in bed after unpacking and showering and couldn't help but wonder about the handsome crystal man named martinex.

I guess I did a Ravagersona for the 99th ravager crew. on the discord.

:/ may do more with them later.

Yaka used to be employed under Admiral Stakar Ogord, but apparently her promotion to Captain of the 101st Ravager crew was actually turned into a demotion to Linguist/strategist of the 99th on the ship Tartarus. 

They have a lot of relearning to do on the ass backwards Ship

so here we have Yaka in their previous Ravager colors under Stakar.

Chapter 1 ~ Chapter 2 ~ Chapter 3 ~ Chapter 5

Warning: None

A/N: Sorry it’s so short. Life has been busy but If you want to be tagged for updates comment or send an ask. ENJOY!!!

The bell by the door to signal a customer coming in jingled. AL gave a sigh, disappointed that her work was going to be interrupted and that she now had to talk to someone since she was the only one in the shop. She looked up to see an older looking what appeared to be a zandarian man. His hair is loosing it's color creating a salt and pepper look and his face is square shaped with wrinkles adorning it. He's wearing what appears to be a jumpsuit in a dark blue color with glowing yellow arches on his shoulders and a scarf around his neck. He carried a bag with him too that hung loosely by his hand. AL knows this uniform all to well, ravagers. She sees them out on contraxia and in the shop all the time. They're ripped clothes are what keeps the shop running. AL has worked on ravager clothes of several different colors but she never worked on or even seen dark blue ones. The ravager sauntered in with a confident swagger to his step and went up to the front desk to lean on it with an elbow. He looked around to the back of the shop behind the front desk where AL was seated at her work station and noticed the work station on the opposite wall to AL that was iru's was empty.

“Ey girl,” the ravager said in a deep loud voice.

AL stopped her stitching work on a lacy alien drag queens dress that she was finishing up on and looked over to the ravager annoyed.

“Where's Iru?”

AL just shrugged her shoulders and went back to her stitching, but the ravager wasn't satisfied with the answer.

“Well when is he going to be here?”

Al just shrugged her shoulders again while continuing her work.

The ravager looked a little annoyed with her responses and continued to leaned on the front desk.

“Who are you, I ain't never seen ya in here?”

AL thanked the heavens when she heard the back door open and turned to see iru walking in and continued her work once more.

“Stakar, what a pleasant surprise. How are you doing my friend,” Iru said as he hung up his coat and put on his work apron.

“Doin just fine. Whose the girl, ya finally needed some help?”

“That's AL, zippa and I have taken her in after she crash landed here on contraxia and seems to have a bit of amnesia, but she's good with a needle so I've given her a job.”

“Is she mute?”

“No but she wishes she was deaf at this moment,” AL said.

Stakar was taken back by the sudden comment.

“AL be nice, this is Stakar Ogord he's a ravager captain and a dear friend of mine.” iru said. But AL didn't seem to listen. “I'm sorry about her she's rather quiet and doesn't care much for company, so what can I do for you stakar?”

“Need ya to fix these,” he said as he set the bag he was carrying the front desk.

Iru took the bag and took a jumpsuit out of it to examine the damage. Some holes were in the sleeves and legs.

“What trouble did you get into this time, there's holes from blasters?”

“Just a little run in with the natives of a planet, no big deal,” stakar calmly said. He looked over to where AL was, “She a good tailor.”

“Yes, very good and fast too. So good i've had her work on Aletas garb several times,” iru said with a proud like smile.

“I could use a tailor on my ship.”

Iru's mouth fell open “You can't be serious stakar,” he looked back at AL.

“Iru you know better then anyone that a ravagers garb always needs worked on.”

“What about the tailor you have on your ship, he finally kick the bucket or something?”

Stakar gave a glance to iru that said it all. “Oh, so sorry to hear that,” iru said, “But why her? You of all people know that your ship is all male, I will not let a young women step foot on an all male ravager ship stakar,” iru said with a stern almost fatherly tone which made the corner of AL's lip turn up for a split second.

“With her mouth shut like that all the time I doubt any of them will bother her.”

Stakar walked behind the front desk on over to AL and she looked up at him with an annoyed frown.

“Girl I need a tailor on my ship and i'm offering you the job.”

“I got a job,” AL retorted.

“This one pays more.”

“Why me?”

“Because my good friend says your talented and fast and I need that on my ship. Ravagers need a full time tailor with them since we don't always have the luxury of stopping by here on contraxia all the time. I'm out of a tailor so I need one and I need the best.”

“Then why give your garb to iru?”

“A lot of Captains and high ranking ravagers prefer their garb to be done by the best, so they wait till they have a chance to get here on contraxia to give it to the best,” he said as he looked at iru then back to AL. “so what do ya say? You get your own room and a nice little space to work in too and on the plus side you get to travel as well.”

AL did like this life but she wanted to see more then just brothels and bars in the galaxy.

Stakar started speaking as she ended her thought “I'll give you some time to thi-”

“Sure,” AL said

Stakar paused then gave a smirk “Alrighty, it’s settled.”

“On one condition, I know what you ravagers do and I ain’t doing any of it. My job will be to tailor and that's it. Got it,” AL said with a stern tone and if her face wasn't covered by a mask stakar would see that she was giving him a glare.

“That's all I was asking for in the first place,” stakar said and gave a pat to AL shoulder which made her frown in disqust.

“Me and my crew leave in three cycles,” he turns to iru “You can get that all done by then right?”

“Of course I can, you should know. You've given me shorter time limits then that before,” iru said.

“Just making sure ya ain't getting slow on me with all that grey hair.”

“You're the one to talk.”

Stakar said his good bye and left the shop as AL finished the dress she was working on. Three cycles till she started her new job. Three cycles.

Chapter 1 ~ Chapter 2 ~ Chapter 3 ~ Chapter 4 ~ Chapter 6

Warning: None

The next cycle after meeting stakar began the process of becoming a ravager. Sending medical records, getting a galactic I.D., and gathering some supplies like toiletries and new boots. Stakar had sent a message to Iru saying things like a sewing machine and other supplies were already there from the previous tailor. A simple jumpsuit was sent to the shop for AL. It was a bit big but that was to be expected since the jumpsuits were mainly made for men. AL was going to be the only female on board an all male ravager ship, but she was certain nobody would really notice she was female since her body wasn't the voluptuous type and this jumpsuit was pretty baggy. Over the next couple of cycles she made some adjustments to it and finished up her orders so iru wouldn't have to. The hardest part about accepting this offer was that Zippa was not happy. She tolerated certain ravagers but overall she wasn't fond of them. Even though zippa wouldn't admit it AL knew that she had grown kind of attached to her. But the time came where she was to leave and start this new journey. With her new jumpsuit and boots on and a duffel bag packed with all her belongings, AL was ready. Zippa said her goodbye with a tight hug and watched as AL and iru went off to the shop from the door. When AL and iru made it to the tailor shop they could see that stakar was waiting outside. Iru opened the shop and let stakar in.

“Ya ready girl,” stakar said.

AL just nodded her head. Iru handed back the bag he was given with a jumpsuit that had holes in it once but was now pristine and perfect back to stakar. Iru's goodbye was a simple pat on the back and a nod. Stakar and AL walked out of the tailor shop into the snowy weather. It was a good distance walk to the ship. A standard m-ship painted blue and gold, very similar to stakars outfit. When they entered and climbed up a small ladder to what AL assumed was the cockpit, she saw two other men looking back at them and did some sort of salute to ravager captain. Both appear to be zandarian like stakar only the one sitting up front on the right has big curly dark hair with a big beard to match. The one sitting in the middle chair has dark skin with very little black hair. Stakar went to sit in the front left seat while the other two men in the ship stared at AL.

“New recruit,” the man with big hair said to stakar.

“New tailor, this is AL.”

“Welcome, i'm vrix and that's scrad,” the man with big hair said to AL while pointing to the dark skin man in the middle chair.

“He doesn't talk much unless he needs to or he's drunk,” vrix said.

Scrad gave vrix an evil eye and resumed whatever he was doing on the small halo pad.

“Better strap in kid,” stakar said over his shoulder.

“Where do I do that exactly,” AL replied

Stakar turned to look at AL with a puzzled look, “There's some passenger seats we passed by as we walked in.”

AL nodded her head and turned around to go back down the ladder with her duffle bag. She saw some basic benches up against a wall with harness belts and went over to one and sat down strapping in. when AL was done she heard stakar yell,

“Buckled up kid?”

“Yeah,” she yelled back.

AL heard the blaring noise of what she assumed was the engines and without warning she felt the pull of the ship moving. AL quickly grabbed her duffle bag, pulling it to her lap and clenching onto it for dear life. After about twenty minutes or so everything came to a halt and it sounded like the engines were shutting off. Stakar came down the ladder and looked at AL who looked like a scared cat clawing onto something for dear life.

“First time flying,” stakar asked

AL just nodded unclenching the duffel bag.

“Well you wont be flying much anymore, come on now I gotta show you your room. Welcome to the Sun Streaker.”

Stakar opened the hanger door as AL was unbuckling her harness. She slung her duffel bag over her shoulder as she stood up and made her way to stakar side. Her mouth fell open when she saw how big this place really was. Other m-ships hanging everywhere and many walk ways that lead to different places, not to mention all the people that were quickly running around and many new familiar sounds.

“You coming or what kid?”

AL looked to see stakar off the ship and walking ahead. AL quickly made her way to his side. As they made they're way through elevators, hallways, stairs, twists, and turns stakar abruptly stopped at a metal door. He punched in a code and the door opened. Stakar and AL stepped into the room and a pungent smell somehow hit AL nose even with the filter built into her breathing mask. AL looked around and the small place and it is filthy. Different color bottles and trash askew everywhere, heavy dirt and dusk covering every inch of the place, and what AL assumed was mold is growing on the walls. By the door was a big box and next to it was a small desk with a sewing machine on it. These items seemed to be the only clean things in the room. Crates aligned the back wall which AL assumed are supplies.

“Sorry about the place. Our former tailor wasn't the cleanest.”

“I don't know what gave that away.”

Al was in the process of trying not to gag as stakar went to a door within the room and motioned with a hand to it. AL went to the door and looked in to see a much cleaner room that smelled like finish construction. A small bed with a night stand, a sink with a medicine cabinet hanging over it, and a fogged glass box that could fit one person which AL assumed was the shower and toilet.

“My men weren't exactly pleased to find out that the new tailor was getting a room remodel, but I didn't tell them why. It's none of they're business until you tell them. If anyone gives ya a hard time let me know, I don't tolerate harassment to women.”

AL nodded and walked into the room dropping her duffle bag on the bed.

“Before I forget here.”

Stakar was holding out what looked like a circular makeup compact. AL took it from him and looked at it strangely. Stakar then pushed down on the compact and it opened up to reveal a screen on the part that opened and a small ball button on the part she was holding.

“It's a map of the ship and a communicator, it'll take you a while to get used to navigating the ship but there's not many places you need to memories.”

Stakar showed AL how it works both as a map and a communicator. The only contacts in the communicator section was stakar and some guy named martinex which stakar said was his first mate. Stakar gave AL the run down on several more things including how the previous tailor did orders and the ravager salute which AL thought was ridiculous.

“Dinner is in five hours so do what you will with that time, I'll send someone down to get you,” was all the captain said before making his exit. AL got unpacked and by the time she was done the ship felt like it was moving. AL went back out to the work room and looked at it in disgust, then started rolling up her sleeves to get to work.

Chapter 1 ~ Chapter 2 ~ Chapter 4 ~ Chapter 5

Warning: None

A/N: If you want to be tagged for updates comment or send an ask. ENJOY!!!

Bright lights hurt her eyes as she opened them. A beeping sound filled her ears. Looking around she saw that she was no longer in a pod but in a not so clean infirmary. She looked down at herself, she was dressed in what appeared to be a hospital gown and covered by a blanket. No longer did she have wrist bands but needles going into her skin pumping presumably medicine into her. She reached up and touched her neck, no longer was there a collar around her neck but an oxygen mask on her face. “Oh your awake finally.” A1 jumped a little and looked up to see a short pink skin older lady with yellow eyes and Burnett hair up in a bun wearing a black skin suit and carrying what looked like a sheet of glass come in through the door. A1 watched this pink ladies every move as she goes to look at a monitor by her bedside. “I'm nurse Zippa, what’s your name dearie?” A1 just looked sadly at zippa and for the first time in however long she talked, “I... I don't know.”

Zippa sighed, “Child do you remember anything?”

“All I remember was... waking up in a cage and then pain so much pain. A loud noise and freedom, running, a pod, and then black.”

“Were your captures blue skinned?”

A1 nodded.

“Child i'm afraid you were a kree slave. They like to abduct anything and well... but anyways you are here because your pod crashed, I happened to be on my way here to work when I saw the crash and went to examine the pod and found you. You've been asleep here for five days now. Your vitals are stable now and your head injury is healing nicely.”

A1 went to touch her head and felt bandages.

“Child do you remember anything before you woke up in a cage?”

A1 shook her head, “All I know is that i'm from earth.”

“You're terran we figured that, well child you have a lot to learn about space, especially in this solar system.”

A1 looked at zippa with shock, “”Solar system? How far am I from earth exactly?”

“From terra, pretty far actually. You're on a planet called contraxia,” zippa took the sheet of glass she was holding and tapped on it. Suddenly words and images came up and handed it over to A1. 

“This is a halo pad, i've programmed it so you can use your language and look things up on it. Just tap here and type to search something I'll be back in a little to help you and answer some questions, i'm sure you're hungry so i'll bring you a meal.”

A1 nodded and looked at the halo pad, slowly she tapped where zippa showed her and began to think of something to look up. Zippa was was making her way to the door when A1 spoke up,

“Oh... they called me A1 where I was kept.”

Zippa turned to her, “Well that's no good, how about we call you AL?”

A1 looked up from the halo pad and gave a small smile, “I like the sound of that.”

After a weeks of being in the infirmary and learning that she now had a rare space immune sickness which now required her to wear a clunky breathing mask and asking zippa hundreds of questions, zippa took AL into her home. From there AL meet zippa's husband Iru, he too had pink skin and yellow eyes but has a bald head and a goatee that was a salt and pepper brown color and is tall and skinny with a slight hunch. There home was on the second floor to a three level apartment, the place is cute and homey for a married couple with no kids. AL made her home in the spare bedroom that was available. Both zippa and iru learned how shy, quiet, and little trusting AL was. Probably had to do with her previous experience, but AL eventually came to trust them and talked just a tad more to them too. AL quickly learned what kind of planet contraxia was and learned even quicker to keep her head down when going out. Eventually she tried finding some sort of suitable work so she could repay zippa for her kindness but never could find a suitable one for her. One day AL was on her way back to the house from the market when she had bumped into a hurctarian wearing some pretty spiky clothes and the spikes ripped a nasty hole in her jacket. When she got back to the house and put all the stuff she bought away she found a needle and thread and began fixing the jacket. She was in the middle of her work when Iru came home. He asked AL what she was doing and she told him what happened, as she finished the story she tied off the thread and cut the excess thread off. The jacket looked like nothing had ever happened.

Iru looked surprised at the finish work “Do you have sewing experience?”

“I don't recall,” Al replied.

“How would you like a job at my shop?”

From there AL began her apprenticeship at iru's tailor shop. Iru called her a prodigy since she learned so quickly and in no time was she doing actual work for customers. For a shy girl like herself she loved this job. All she had to do was show up and sit at her station, fix clothes and talk very little to anyone since iru took the order. AL eventually figured out that she was kree slave for two terran months and had been living this new life for about 10 terran months.

Every now and then she'd have this dream of her waking up in a field of what she can presume is wheat, she's wearing a red sundress with matching red shoes and she has long hair light brown hair that's braided and tied with a red bow. When she stands up to look over the wheat in the distance is a red barn and a little cottage house, but that's as far as the dream ever goes. She can't stand the dream because she can't stand the color red. All that color ever reminds her of is that red room and pain. One whole year in space, it started off rough but now it wasn't so bad.

AL woke up early since she had a lot of work to do that day. She got dressed, brushed her teeth, put on her mask, grabbed her bag, put on her coat, and headed out the door. Once she made it to the shop she opened the place since she arrived first and began her work at her station. She hoped no one would come in so she wouldn't have to talk to anyone, but luck wasn't on her side and that's when he walked in.

Chapter 1 ~ chapter 3 ~ Chapter 4 ~ Chapter 5

Warnings: None

A/N: If you want to be tagged drop a comment or send an ask to my inbox.

She didn't know how long she had been there. The only thing she did know was that her name was now A1. Her life was a cage, a red room, and a medical room. It was a sick and twisted routine. She no longer wore clothes or had hair and scars have formed on her body and she was getting thinner and sicker too. She still couldn't remember how she ended up where she was. 

Lying in her cage and half asleep she suddenly heard the footsteps. She knew them all to well at this point. Suddenly big shoes came into her view but she didn't acknowledge it. Suddenly she was shocked awake by her collar and the blue wave to her cage that separated her from freedom disappeared. A large hand came to reach for her but suddenly a red light was flashing and a loud noise was blaring. The hand stopped it's reach and the large man ran away. A1 closed her eyes just waiting for the pain to go away like always... wait... was the cage open? 

A1 opened her eyes once again and saw no blue if front of her. She slowly reaches out in disbelief and carefulness. But no the blue that separated her from whatever this place was, was no longer there. She was still in pain but no way was she staying any longer. She slowly started crawling out of the cage and as she was the place shook. She continued crawling until she was fully out. She slowly got up on her feet and the place shook again, only this time commotion followed. Multiple loud voices were heard in the distance as well as what sounded like gun shots. 

A1 found the strength somewhere in her to run and run fast away from the commotion. She didn't know where she was going but as long as she was away from whatever was happening the better. She came across a long hallway which appeared to have weird mechanical pods with buttons to one side of each pod attached to a side of the hallway. A1 heard footsteps approaching her fast and she began frantically pressing a pad of buttons to one of the pods. The pod opened and she climbed in, the door closed behind her. A1 tuned around and saw out of the tiny window to the pod, blue people she never saw before were running pass her. 

All of a sudden the pod lurched back and threw A1 off her balance and she fell back hitting the other side of the pod hard. The back of her head was in pain and she reached up to hold her head but felt wetness. When she looked at her hand, red was all she saw. Her vision was getting hazy. She looked out the window to the pod and saw two large ships floating in what appeared to be space and then everything went to black.

Chapter 2 ~ chapter 3 ~ Chapter 4 ~ Chapter 5

Warnings: None

A/N: If you want to be tagged drop a comment or send an ask to my inbox.

Where am I? How did I get here? Why does my head hurt? These were questions she asked herself as she woke up. Lying on a solid floor surrounded by a wave of blue light. She tried to get up but her head hit the top of whatever she was in. she tried to touch the blue wave that surrounded her but when she did a shock was brought upon her and she yelped. She looked around to what was outside of the box she was in and noticed strange creatures in boxes like hers. Creatures that looked human but with colorful skin, multiple eyes and even limbs, things coming out of their heads, and more. She panicked at the strange creatures and noticed they all had clunky collars around their necks, wrist bands, and anklets on each foot too. She looked down at her own wrists and ankles to see the same on her and when she tried touching her own neck and it seemed like she had one of those collars on too. A cage, collar and weird bands didn't settle well with her. Was she a prisoner and what for, where was she?

So i’m in the process of writing two fanfics that tells the story of two of my sonas that fall in love with some gotg people. 

The first fic is about my Ravagersona A1 or Al for short. She later becomes apart of stakar crew as the tailor and a certain diamond boi takes interest in her.

The second fic is about my Marvelsona. This fic will have a twist to it, SOULMATES AU. Just so happens her soulmate is as blue as a blueberry.

I will warn I am not the best with grammar but I will do my best. I also hope to make possible art for this later but i’m still deciding on that. But these will be my first fanfics I've ever written so sorry if they’re not that good.

Hope you will enjoy these stories!!!!!