#ALSO EYYY i finally replied

[fracturedmemoria]

Nobori was... weird.

He said a lot of things that Seki couldn't really wrap his head around - especially when it came to Pokemon. He really wasn't sure what to make of that if he was being honest with himself.

Seki made a noise of uncertainty, muttering under his breath a confused, "Type...commonalities...? What's that mean? Wouldn't a Showers be worse up there where it's cold?" All that went right over Seki's head. He understood the basics of Pokemon - some were stronger than others against others, but... wouldn't water be worse in the tundra?

What a strange guy.

But he seemed pretty knowledgeable... or maybe he was just talking out of his ass. Seki really wasn't sure which it was considering how earnestly Nobori spoke. He didn't just want to blindly listen to him after all, no matter how much Seki enjoyed his company and conversation. That was just commonsense.

Oh well... it isn't like anything Tsubaki says makes sense. I can just nod and pretend I understand like I do with him.

"My Pokemon have plenty of opinions about what I can do... but I'm not going to just sit here on my hands and let you do all the work." Seki huffed as he pushed himself to his feet, his Pokemon not chasing after him. He could handle making a campfire, they had plenty of debris and branches from their cleanup to raid for it, and it helped lessen their load when it came to dispose of it.

He was in the middle of striking the flint and steel, sparks flying and dry leaves and thin shavings of wood catching and curling as glowing crimson kissed the edges when there was a rush of wind and something large landed on Nobori. For a moment, his heart stopped.

Seki's Pokemon, once relaxing and nearly dozing off despite Seki's moving of them, bolted upright and Seki fumbled the flint and steel. "Nobori--" He stood, his Pokemon crowding around him with their ears pinned back and the fur on their backs bristled in an attempt to make themselves look bigger than they were.

The Glion was big and dangerous -- at least, that was the initial assessment until they all realized how affectionate it seemed to be. Nobori wasn't frightened, but fond, and Seki's arms fell limply to his sides, shoulders sagging. His Pokemon, seeing his distress change to confusion, eased up their own tension as well, watching Glion warily.

"Wha--" Seki rubbed a palm to his eyes, squinting. "That's your companion?" He asked, disbelief tinting his words. "Nobori, you are..." He floundered for the words, uncertain of how to best describe the man.

Terrifying? Amazing?

How did one describe someone who could so easily tame something like a Glion? He had so many strong Pokemon, and he was starting to wonder only now what kind of draw he had that these Pokemon could trust and listen to him so easily?

"Fascinating." He finally found the word. He stayed where he was, the fire slowly crackling to life as a breeze blew life into the small embers that had caught in the pile of leaf litter that acted as kindling for their campfire. He eyed the Glion warily, a hand curling at his throat in a nervous gesture. "You're something else." The words are accompanied by a light laugh, though he isn't even sure if it's a nervous laugh or a delighted one.

"I see. My younger si— or, ah… lea… the.. hm." He stumbles quite badly in the middle of his thought, coming to a full stop in the middle of rooting through everything he had brought along. It's difficult enough trying to refer to Kai in the midst of the clan— guessing how to talk about her to someone beyond it suddenly seems so much worse. Seki himself didn't seem as though he'd have too many issues to the point either way, but saying the wrong thing wears slightly at the edges of his nerves.

"…There's this young miss I attend to," Nobori finally settles on. Neutral and vague enough, disregarding the topic itself. "She's recently evolved a Glacia of her own. They make quite wonderful and loyal companions, if one can reach beyond their skittish nature. They hatched an egg, I believe." Seki's comment regarding his sister certainly piques Nobori's attention beyond the meandering lines of his own words. The method of acquisition was some sort of tradition around Kai's status as the head's daughter and sole child, though he couldn't say he's privy to the details.

"Though, I don't suppose I'd be inclined towards Glacia myself. I was quite surprised, really— a Showers would have done quite well in the Tundra, what with the matchup with type commonalities, and…" Nobori runs his mouth as he picks out a fair heft of wrapped meat nestled in a small pocket of eternal ice. Not great for long-term storage solutions, but just fine considering; it's only been a day or so, after all. He really ought to set up the tent, too…

"Ah, pardon me. I suppose all of that is to say that I'm quite glad to see it!" He really, truly is, above all else. Nobori supposes it'd only make sense to have sent a clan member with a team of their own in the interest of self-defense, but… it just settles him in a way he's not entirely sure how to describe. "Your sister found them, you said?" He prompts in turn, a curious eye cast towards his temporary companion's side. "I'd suppose you're welcome to start the campfire— though, I would listen to your partners if they've an opinion on that, Seki." He'd certainly seen the way they nipped and chased the other man by the feet to herd him into resting. Perhaps they're just an overcautious lot, but— well, it'd been quite a full day, and he still seems… a touch red in the face.

…No reason to be wary. Nobori evenly returns Seki's gaze as their words settle in the air, a low hum in the back of his throat. He ought to be sending for Goriky, anyways. "Very well then… one moment, if you will!"

Nobori trills out a short whistle through his teeth, already shifting to brace himself against the side of a nearby pillar. It only takes a moment for his ears to catch the edge of that telltale rush of wind along the edges of the sky, a dark snap of teeth and leather.

The cold stone digs into the meat of his hand as he tries to stay upright underneath the impact, an overexcited pair of claws slung about his neck. Glion always gets awfully overexcited after spending an entire day out of petting range of Nobori— he's long since learned to anticipate the pokémon's antics. His companion is intelligent enough to understand when it isn't time to be playing, after all— He is hardly going to begrudge the little thing for a bit of fun.

…or, the big thing, perhaps. Glion has long since grown out of fitting in the inner pockets of his coat, begging for scraps of berries and treats. Hot breath gusts over the back of his neck in stark contrast, a chittering squall ringing in the cup of his ear. There's an affectionate tail curling around his ankle, needle-tip stinger bumping against the fabric of his shoes. Nobori offers the pokémon a few sparing pats around the beginnings of dinner in his hands, the pot he intends to actually use still full of other supplies by his feet.

"Yes, yes, I know—"

[rumunstelle]

HIIIII! I saw your requests are open and I just wanna ask if you could do a pillow talk with Shu Yamino x Reader with a reincarnation curse? I feel l like it would be a cute and wholesome dynamic with a bit of angst. Take your time and feel free to go crazy over the plot!

~ 🌕🌸

Eternal Promises

Warning : Slight Angst

Summary : You and Shu were gifted with reincarnation, you've heard people say it was a gift. But, its more of a curse than anything. Everytime you have to experience death over and over and over again. Yet, when you and Shu realize you both had the same curse. You 2 decided to spend your lives together literally

(AN : In this case, people who get reincarnated are born with a specific facial feature in every life they have to live. For Shu it's his ahoge, and for you it's a strand of hair, and you can choose the color of that strand of hair :>>)

As you stood under the soft glow of the streetlamp, waiting, the familiar flutter of anticipation stirred within you. Each lifetime brought you and Shu have been bound by a mysterious curse of reincarnation, blending moments of joy with the ache of inevitable separation

Shu emerged from the café across the street, his smile lighting up the evening. His eyes, warm and knowing, met yours, melting the years away

"Eyyy, there you are" he said, his voice as comforting as a well-worn melody "It's a pleasure to meet you again, Shu" you replied, feeling the weight of centuries in those simple words

Walking together through the quiet park, leaves crunching underfoot, Shu took your hand, his touch a reminder of past lifetimes spent together and those yet to come

"Every time we meet, it's like filling in a missing piece" he said quietly, squeezing your hand "Does it scare you? Knowing we have to part again?" You nodded, the truth heavy on your heart. "It does"

But each moment with you is worth it Shu stopped, his gaze intense. With this you returned the gaze and told him "Let's promise, then. In every life, no matter what, we find each other. We make it count"

"Promise" he agreed, this simple pledge was your rebellion against fate, a commitment to make every short-lived reunion last a lifetime in memories

As dawn approached, casting a soft light on your goodbye, Shu held you close "Until next time" he whispered, hope coloring his tone

"Until next time"

You echoed, knowing that whatever the curse demanded, your souls would always find their way back to each other

(A few years later...)

You wake up in a new body, looking at yourself in the mirror with a sigh, going to your closet to get dressed

Stepping out, you went to go to school. And yet again, you were reincarnated

...

While walking to school you spotted a familiar boy with a yellowish ahoge "Ah, there you are, Shu" you said walking up to him "It's nice to see you again, (Y/n)" He said smiling down at you, noticing the (color) strand in your hair, realizing its you

Finally, you found eachother once again. Yet, it gets tiring having to reincarnate over and over again. Atleast, your able to spend your life... Er... Lives with someone going through the same pain as you...

(AN : Sorry, it's not very angsty, pero I hope it was atleast good. Also thank you for all the support!!)

[riajade01]

Eyyy it's been a hot minute since I posted to this fic, but... LOOKIE! More adventures of my wol, Bitter Thornrose, in her Heavensward journey. Today she and Ysayle are bonding over Hydaleyn stuff. Kinda sorts. Okay they're squabbling like siblings.

Anyway. My next chapter is written, and I have ideas for the one after that so... maybe I'm back for a bit? If you need a refresher, Bitter, Estinien, and Alphinaud had just decided to leave Ishgard to find Ysayle and parley with the dragons. This picks up after Ysayle has joined their merry band and decided to try and tank Ravana despite not actually being a tank.

Days after setting off from Ishgard, Bitter found herself crouching under a barren tree outside Loth ast Gnath. As adrenaline faded from her body, various cuts and bruises from her duel with Ravana began to assert themselves in her awareness. With a grunt, she untied a water skin from her belt and took a deep drink, then offered the vessel to the woman next to her. 

It was a long moment before Ysayle noticed the gesture and took the waterskin in her pale hands. Still, her blue eyes were focused on the village where they’d fought Ravana, her frosty brows knit with concern. 

“I don’t understand,” she murmured, not for the first time. “I was - I am Shiva. And yet he barely broke a sweat swatting me down.”

Bitter sighed. “Drink,” she said, nudging the water skin a bit higher toward Ysayle’s face. Not that hydration would fix Lady Iceheart’s doubts, but she had taken quite the pounding during the duel and her body no doubt needed to replenish its reserves. It also saved Bitter the necessity of having a coherent reply.

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[3schia]

CHAPTER 1 

“Confessions” 

[2002] 

It’s Isla. The eldest child among five siblings. Mhmm.  

My parents are really hardworking. Eyyy!  

We live in a simple, lovely home here in Ciudad Real, Spain. 

Here I am, a simple 13-year-old, 8th grade student.  

This is when I found my puppy love, Vincent.  

I had a crush on him not only because of his looks but also for his intelligence, camaraderie, and sense of humor.  

No wonder a lot of girls were also attracted to him.  

I’d also found my best friend, Adelle, who also got close to Vincent. 

For a couple of months, I used to keep my feelings for Vincent.  

During those days, I used to text with my classmates, including Adelle, David, Jasper, and Vincent. 

One day, I had a conversation with David.  

He told me about the disappointment he felt at having personal feelings for me and for Kate, because he was aware that both of us admire Vincent.  

After a couple of months, Adelle asked me to confess my feelings to Vincent. 

But why would I?  

One day, Adelle told me that Vincent also has feelings for me, and he’s also aware of my feelings for him.  

So now, my status with Vincent is that:  

We both know that we have feelings for each other.  

But this so-called “pride” or “shame” is keeping us from formally confessing to each other. 

Due to the increasing expenses of our family, I have had to limit myself from spending money on things that are not so necessary including my phone’s load. 

So, Adelle used to call me a lot.  

“Why aren’t you replying to our texts?” 

“I do not have a load.” I said. 

- 

A few minutes later, I received €2 worth of load.  

Then Vincent texted me, so I knew that he’s the one who gave me that load, so I would be able to text him back.  

From then on, he regularly initiated providing for my phone’s load so we could continue our talks more often.  

We used to discuss a lot of things, including our dreams.  

He told me that he has this great interest in astronomy.   

I also told him about my dreams, including my desire to become a fashion designer. 

We both look up to each other’s desires in life.  

- 

One day, Vincent told me about Kate’s confession to him.  

He felt the need to tell me the truth, even if we still do not have the label. 

VINCENT: Kate told me something 

ISLA: What is it? 

VINCENT: She has a crush on me and told me that she loves me a lot 

- 

I did not reply, but I felt a bit jealous, so I immediately told Adelle about it. 

In just a couple of hours, I received a message from Adelle... 

“Vincent asked Kate not to message him anymore. Because he wants you, not her.” 

I really appreciate what Vincent has done. I also felt that he was serious to me. 

- 

One day, I planned to formally express my personal feelings for him.  

I was hardly encouraged by Adelle to do so. 

ISLA: I have something to tell you 

VINCENT: What is it? 

... 

VINCENT: Hey, what is it you want to say? 

ISLA: Nothing. 

Still, I didn’t have enough courage to tell him.  

I also got confused about why he would not tell me first about his feelings when he had already told others about it.  

It seems like he’s really waiting for me to do the formal confession before him.   

It is either pride or shame that keeps him from telling.  

Then, I texted Adelle. 

ISLA: I can’t… 

ADELLE: Do it now! 

ISLA: Are you serious that he really told you that he has feelings for me? 

ADELLE: Yes, of course! 

- 

Fast forward… 

The day has finally come. I decided to formally tell him through text. 

ISLA: I have something to tell you 

VINCENT: What is it? 

… 

VINCENT: Hey! 

ISLA: Do you know…  

VINCENT: What?! 

ISLA: I have a crush on you. 

VINCENT: I also have a crush on you, Isla. 

And then it finally happened! We formally have mutual understanding now. 

--- 

In just a few days that passed, everyone in our classroom knew what’s between me and Vincent.  

It’s so funny how they supported us.  

But something has changed, we cannot talk now in person, maybe due to shame? XD 

Jasper, one of my classmates, told me something after knowing about my status with Vincent… 

“It’s fine.” 

Then he smiled at me, and I just ran out of words. So, I just smiled at him back. 

From then on, I have known that he had feelings for me.  

I thought he was just a gentleman to everyone, but his actions towards me meant something.  

[2003] 

We have now finished the school year and are now enjoying the 2-month vacation. 

Some thoughts came into my mind, so I texted Adelle... 

ISLA: I don’t have feelings for Vincent anymore. 

ADELLE: You’re just confused because you’re not seeing him. 

ISLA: No, I’m serious. 

ADELLE: Wait until the start of class this school year. I’m sure you’re still in love with him. 

- 

I am an incoming grade 9 student.  

*It's the first day of class… 

Tadaaa! Say “Hi” to Celestine, whom I call “Tin”. A newfound friend. 

I’ve met Adelle in front of the school gate... 

ADELLE: Kristina, come here! 

ISLA: Hey! In what section are you? 

ADELLE: Sampaguita. How about you? 

ISLA: Sunflower. 

ADELLE: Have you seen Vincent? 

ISLA: No.  

After class, Vincent and I saw each other outside the school, but as usual, we didn’t even smile at each other. Then I went home. A few hours later, Adelle asked me a question... 

ADELLE: Vincent told me you saw each other after class. 

ISLA: Yes, we do. 

ADELLE: How about now? 

ISLA: What? 

ADELLE: You still have feelings for him, right? 

ISLA: Okay, I’ll be honest, I still have feelings for him. 

ADELLE: I told you! 

I used to keep in contact with Adelle and Vincent. Their friendship had also grown even more. A few months later, Adelle confessed something to me... 

ADELLE: I admire Jasper back then. 

ISLA: Oh, really? Why didn’t you tell me? 

ADELLE: I just can’t. 

ISLA: Oh. 

ADELLE: I think I still have feelings for him. 

ISLA: Just keep up your communication with him. 

Even with that late confession from Adelle, I didn’t come to the conclusion that she might have encouraged me to express my feelings for Vincent because she likes Jasper. I am certain that Adelle is really a good friend of mine and of Vincent.  

We managed to maintain our communication even if we went into different sections. Although Vincent still feels awkward interacting with me in person, he still shows his support for everything that I do, which I truly appreciate. He expresses his admiration for me whenever I got achievements in school. And with that, I used to appreciate him even more. 

One day, Adelle and I just hung out in the nearest mall. We talked a lot. 

ADELLE: Vincent introduced you to his parents by showing your photos. 

ISLA: Oh. 

ADELLE: His parents told him, “We’re going to prepare foods for her when she comes here.” 

You know what? Vincent told me that he collected all your photos from your social media account. He really likes you. 

With the conversation we had, I got to appreciate Vincent even more. I’m so lucky to have him. ~ 

[2005] 

*Saying goodbye to junior high school life is approaching* 

I didn’t get any academic awards, but I’m grateful that all my family members attended my moving-up day. Tin becomes the rank 1 in our class. And Vincent also becomes the top student in their class. I’m so proud of both of you. 

Tin and I enrolled at Saint García College, just here in our hometown, to pursue our senior high school lives.

Vincent and Adelle went to another school. 

#Hardworking 

#PuppyLove 

#MutualUnderstanding 

#LateConfession 

#Proud 

CHAPTER 2 

“A Friend to a Lover” 

And we are now in senior high school.  

We have this new classmate who’s also our schoolmate when we were in junior high school, a responsible student whose name is Bruce. 

A man with good looks and a good heart.  

A very low-key person and very calm.  

BRUCE: Isla, let’s review. 

ISLA: Do we have a quiz? 

BRUCE: Yes, in English. 

ISLA: Oh, I’m not aware. Alright, let’s review. 

Study, study, study ---  

Obviously, some similar characteristics have contributed to our friendship.  

One day, I received a text message from Bruce.  

I don’t know with whom he got my number. 

BRUCE: Good evening, Isla. This is Bruce. When are we going to have our group meeting in Arts? 

ISLA: Hi. I don’t know. I’ll ask the other members. 

- 

BRUCE: Good evening 

ISLA: Good evening 

BRUCE: What are you doing? 

ISLA: Just texting. How about you? 

BRUCE: Texting 

Study, text, study, text.   

That’s how I illustrate my status with Bruce who I think is just like Vincent.  

He’s the one who texts first, showing motives that he likes me, but is not directly telling his personal feelings.  

Why are men so weak these days? I was like, “Why waste your time?”  

Going back to Vincent, even if we’ve not been in an official relationship for more than two years, as I am not allowed to have a boyfriend yet, I have felt a love for him. And he means so much to me.  

We’ve continued our talks, he gifted me presents occasionally, and he expressed his love in the ways he could.  

But sometimes, love is not enough. Due to personal differences, arguments, and a lack of physical closure, and I’ll be very honest, due to being infatuated with Bruce, I fell out of love very quickly.  

Vincent felt so much hatred against me for leaving him out of the blue.  

And I tried to understand his feelings, for I knew how much he loved me.  

But I guess he should also understand that there are traits that I find hard to deal with.  

And if only we’d had enough closure, I might have stayed with Vincent, but that’s just life, everything happens for a reason.  

E n d  o f  o u r  l o v e  s t o r y .  

- 

One day, as usual, I received a message from Bruce... 

BRUCE: Good evening 

ISLA: Good evening as well. 

BRUCE: What are you doing? 

ISLA: Just texting. How about you? 

BRUCE: Texting and reviewing notes 

ISLA: Then? 

BRUCE: Nothing. I’m just sharing. Have you eaten? 

A lot of thoughts have come into my mind.  

What’s the purpose of communicating with me from time to time if his questions are only about what I do and things alike?  

So, I asked him a question. 

ISLA: What am I to you, Bruce? 

BRUCE: Friend XD 

ISLA: Oh, okay. 

BRUCE: Okay fine. I have feelings for you. How about you? What am I to you? 

ISLA: Same. Why do you have feelings for me? 

BRUCE: Because you’re beautiful, smart, and kind 

ISLA: That’s too much 

BRUCE: How about you? Why do you have feelings for me? 

ISLA: I don’t know. I just like you a bit. Maybe because of your face and attitude 

BRUCE: Can we meet tomorrow? 

ISLA: Tomorrow is my birthday. You may come. 

BRUCE: Oh, really? I’ll come! 

--- 

What a smooth conversation! ~ 

And then here’s my day. 

Another year and another thrill!  

Bruce gave me a bracelet and chocolate.  

My friends also came.  

And that was really a happy birthday, though I felt a bit awkward.  

He was just a friend a few days ago, and he’s now my lover. WITWIWWW 

--- 

[2006] 

Bruce may be my lover, but we’ve honestly treated each other like best friends for a couple of months. During our 2-month vacation, we met almost every day to exercise by jogging, cycling, playing badminton, and basketball. That made us closer and made our bond even stronger. With that, we used to love each other even more. 

After a few months of courtship, I’ve decided to finally be his girlfriend. 

BRUCE: Can you now be my girlfriend? 

ISLA: Hmm. Yap. 

BRUCE: Yey! 

ISLA: In one condition 

BRUCE: What is it? 

ISLA: I’ll cut a little bit of your hair 

BRUCE: Sure! 

Then Bruce and I went to their home to get a scissor.  

After cutting his hair, he asked me… 

BRUCE: You’re my girlfriend now, right? 

ISLA: Yes! 

Bruce smiled like there’s no tomorrow, and then we went home. 

But something is bothering me.  

ISLA: It’s a prank! 

BRUCE: Ay! 

ISLA: I don’t want to be your girlfriend yet 

BRUCE: Argh! 

ISLA: Oh 

BRUCE: I’m mad. But it's fine. 

- 

Few hours later… 

“Okay, deal. I’m your girlfriend now. But let’s keep it a secret in the meantime. You know why.” 

“Yes!” 

It wasn’t supposed to be serious, it’s just a simple prank, but look what happened. I have now my first boyfriend! 

As the months passed, Bruce and I got closer, to the extent that Tin feels disappointed in me as I’ve given most of my time to Bruce during break time. I was so in love that I didn’t notice this until she confronted me about it.  

TIN: You know what, I prefer Vincent more than Bruce for you 

ISLA: Why? 

TIN: Never mind... 

You’re not joining me anymore during break time. I’m so disappointed in you 

ISLA: I’m sorry. I didn’t notice 

TIN: You didn’t notice because you’re so happy with Bruce. Fine. 

ISLA: I’m sorry. Let me make it up for you. 

Then Tin just walked out.  

I’ve felt her disappointment in me,  

so I spent more time with her to make it up and to show how sorry I am.  

After Tin’s confession about Bruce being with me most of the time,  

I told Bruce to keep some distance from me so I could also spend more time with her. Then things between me and Tin became smoother from then on.  

Because of this, Bruce demanded that we meet more often during the weekends.  

So, we had the chance to go to some places we’d never been to.  

We experienced a lot more thrills. We even go to some places to hide. XD 

*Texting again with Bruce* 

BRUCE: I have something to ask you 

ISLA: What is it? 

BRUCE: Did you know that when we were in 8th grade, I asked Larisse if I could court you?  

ISLA: What?! For real? 

BRUCE: Yes. But Larisse told me you didn’t want to 

ISLA: She didn’t tell me such a thing. You’re just familiar to me from when we were in junior high school since we were schoolmates. But I’ve only known you since you become my classmate this school year 

BRUCE: Oh! She didn’t tell you, I thought you rejected me back then. 

So, I asked Larisse if this was true. 

ISLA: Hi, Larisse. Is it true that Bruce asked you to tell me if he could court me? 

LARISSE: Yes HAHAHA 

ISLA: Why didn’t you tell me? HAHA 

Larisse didn’t answer my question, but it’s fine.  

Maybe she has a reason why.  

Larisse is friends with Bruce and Vincent, and she’s fully aware of what’s been going on between me and Vincent since we started in 8th grade.  

So maybe she didn’t help Bruce with respect to Vincent.  

We really can’t judge, right? So, it’s hard to draw a conclusion. 

#SmoothConversation 

#GoodbyeVincent 

#HelloBruce 

#PrankFailed 

#SecretRelationship 

#Let’sHide 

#CrushSince8thGrade 

CHAPTER 3 

“Hola, College life. Hola, Faith”  

[2007] 

Tin stayed at SGC.  

Then Bruce went to a university in Madrid, 

and here I am at White West University in Segovia.  

So, we used to see each other less often.  

We’ve become so busy with our personal lives. It became so boring.  

No thrill. No dates. He always talks about his studies.  

This is, I guess, the most boring chapter in our relationship. 

When I went home and scrolled through my social media account,  

I received a follow request from that handsome Russian boy I talked to in the waiting line when I enrolled in the Financial Management course.  

What a beautiful name, Meinard Finn. ~ 

MEINARD: Hi 

ISLA: Hello 

MEINARD: How are you? 

ISLA: I’m good. And you? 

MEINARD: I’m happy 

ISLA: Why? 

 

MEINARD: Because you accepted my follow request 

ISLA: Oh. You’re welcome 

MEINARD: Do you have a boyfriend? 

ISLA: Yes. And you? 

MEINARD: I’m single 

ISLA: Okay 

MEINARD: He’s so lucky to have you 

ISLA: I’m also lucky to have him 

MEINARD: What are you doing? 

ISLA: Just scrolling through my social media. And you? 

MEINARD: Staring at your photos. 

With the messages he’s sending, I guess he wants to be my side guy. LOL. I’m getting bored. Why not go for a ride in the meantime? 

~ 

The first day of class... 

WTF? That Russian boy is my classmate?!  

To make distance from Meinard, I decided to transfer to another class section. 

MEINARD: Why did you transfer to that section? 

ISLA: I have my personal reason 

MEINARD: I’ll also be transferring in there 

ISLA: No way! 

MEINARD: Why? 

ISLA: I don’t want you near me in public! 

MEINARD: Please. I want to be close with you 

ISLA: No! 

MEINARD: I’ll be transferring in there 

ISLA: Don't forget that what we have is just a play. I told you in the first place that I’m just bored and just want someone to talk to in the meantime. I won’t be messaging you anymore if you do it. 

MEINARD: No, please. I won’t be transferring to that section anymore. Just keep our communication 

ISLA: No, I’m so done with you! 

- 

On the next day, when I opened our door to purchase our breakfast,  

I saw Meinard outside our house. WTF, how did he know?  

And so, I went back inside. But my grandma wants to have his breakfast already…  

“Why did you come back?” My grandma asked 

“Ahm. I will brush my teeth first.” 

I intentionally brush my teeth slowly in the hopes that when I go outside,  

Meinard won’t be there anymore.  

But after going outside, I still saw him. Oh ohhh! 

I can’t do anything. I must buy our breakfast from the nearest bakery.  

While walking, Meinard still follows me and is begging for my reply. 

MEINARD: Please don’t stop what we have. 

ISLA: Okay, okay. I’ll give you another chance, just go home right now. 

I feel like I am going to explode, LOL. 

He’s still following me, but I can’t get angry. 

I can’t shout at him, as there are a lot of people passing by near us. 

After I bought our breakfast, I rushed home. 

MEINARD: Please! 

ISLA: Stop it! People are looking at you. You’re embarrassing! I’ll just reply to your texts. Go home now. 

And then he went home. 

I got so mad. 

What a breakfast! 

--- 

One day, I heard my two classmates gossiping beside me... 

“That's why I left him because he's obsessed.” 

“Who are you talking about?” I asked. 

“Meinard Finn. We had a mutual understanding before. I left him after a month because he's obsessed, he follows me to almost wherever I go. Like, wat da ef?” 

--- 

Here’s to the second semester.  

Because of the long travel time,  

I decided to look for an apartment to rent near the University.  

This is where I met the lessor, Auntie Mercedes, and her daughter, Faith. 

ISLA: Thank you again, Miss Mercedes, for giving me the discount. 

AUNTIE: You’re welcome, Isla. Just call me Auntie.  

ISLA: Okay, auntie. Good night for now. 

FAITH: Have a good night's sleep, Isla! 

ISLA: Thanks, Faith. Good night! 

I feel like I will stay here until I graduate.  

They are so welcoming and kind. ~ 

And again, it’s Monday...  

When I opened the door, I saw Faith at the front. 

ISLA: Oh, you’re here. 

FAITH: Good morning, Isla! 

ISLA: Good morning, Faith! 

FAITH: Mom told me you’re also studying at White West University. 

ISLA: Yap. 

FAITH: Do you want to come with me so I can teach you where you can ride? 

ISLA: Yes, of course. Thank you! 

FAITH: Let’s go? 

ISLA: Yes! 

- 

FAITH: So, what are you studying? 

ISLA: Financial Management 

FAITH: Oh, common! 

ISLA: Why? 

FAITH: We’re in the same field! 

ISLA: Oh, nice! In what section are you? 

FAITH: Four, and you? 

ISLA: One. On what floor is your section? 

FAITH: We’re on the third floor. 

ISLA: Oh, we’re just on the second floor.  

FAITH: What a small world! So, can we have our lunch together? 

ISLA: Of course, that would be fun! 

FAITH: Yey! 

ISLA: Goodbye for now. 

FAITH: See you later, Isla! 

Lunch break~ 

FAITH: So, what are you going to eat today? 

ISLA: The usual, fried milkfish. How about you? 

FAITH: The usual, fried chicken. 

ISLA: Let’s go. 

~ 

ISLA: What a happy lunch! 

FAITH: Yeah! 

ISLA: So, what are we going to do now? 

FAITH: Hmm, let’s go to the library.  

ISLA: Alright! 

FAITH: So, do you have a boyfriend? 

ISLA: Yap, and you? 

FAITH: Yeah! So, how long have you been together? 

ISLA: 1.5 years, and you? 

FAITH: Just recently, going 4 months. 

ISLA: Yown! 

FAITH: So, what’s his name? 

ISLA: Bruce. 

FAITH: Mine is Albert. So, what’s the secret to staying that long? 

ISLA: I guess, being honest, caring, and loving. 

FAITH: Oh. 

ISLA: And spending enough time. 

FAITH: Yeah! So, where is he living? 

ISLA: He’s currently renting an apartment in Madrid. 

FAITH: Because that’s where his school is? 

ISLA: Yeah. 

FAITH: So, you’re currently in a long-distance relationship. 

ISLA: Yap, we are. But it’s fine. 

FAITH: Yeah. You can have dates on weekends. 

ISLA: Yes. How about your boyfriend? 

FAITH: He’s just there, near the church. 

ISLA: So, do you often meet? 

FAITH: Not really. 

ISLA: Why? 

FAITH: He’s actually a nerd. He often studies. He’s just there in front of us. 

ISLA: Oh. Like mine, but not a nerd, he just likes studying so he can make his parents proud. 

FAITH: That’s nice. So, what do you often do on weekends? 

ISLA: Hmm. We usually watch movies.  

FAITH: What kind of movies? 

ISLA: Action movies. How about you? 

FAITH: Hmm. I’m actually part of the choir at that church. We practice singing for mass. Then I just go home after. 

ISLA: Oh, nice. 

FAITH: Do you want to participate sometimes in our activities? 

ISLA: What activities? 

FAITH: Charitable activities. 

ISLA: Yeah. 

FAITH: That would be fun. 

#MeinardFinnKaFlingFling 

#HowDidHeKnow? 

#FinanceStudents 

#FaithAGoodFriend 

#LongDistanceRelationship 

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[eveandtheturtles]

All 4-1 Challenge Summer Surprise Part 3

Summary: The turtles continue the vacationing, Leo finally relaxes but Donnie and Kara have their own evil plans. Part 1, Part 2

Ships: Turtles (+Jennika) x OCs

A/N: The name Sprinkles is borrowed from And, Love fic by @madammuffins You totally should check out their Love series for TMNT. Also two parts in 1 day! eyyy.

Tagging: @turtle-babe83 @leosgirl82 @thelaundrybitch @sharpwindow @pheradream-15 @m1dnyt3-w0lf @scholastic-dragon @tinkabelle19

“What time zone are you in?” Splinter's voice on the other end of the line made Leo smile a little.

"The same as you are, dad, we're just further south," he explained. "Is everything okay on your end? Verne's coming to visit you? Are you taking your medicine?"

"Yes, yes, stop worrying, Leonardo, you're on holidays!" Splinter scolded him gently, amused. You'd wonder who at this point was the son and who the father. "Enjoy yourself my son."

"Oh, he is Master Splinter!" Amelia leaned in over Leo, interrupting the call. "We're all hard at work to make sure he does!"

"And for that I'm grateful my child!" Splinter replied with laughter.

It was day 3 of their island adventure. Everyone managed to kepp Leo away from the phone for one and a half of a day, not counting the day of the arrival in their attempts.

It was the late morning at the beach. Jennika, Raph and Mikey were swim racing. Cheryl, Mirka and Amelia were lounging on the towels, catching some sun while Kara and Donnie were engineering some sort of sand fortress. Peter and Sprinkles were cheering for the racers.

Leo smiled, feeling the rays of the sun warm his skin up. This... this was so nice. He stretched and laid down next to Amelia. She looked at him warmly and scatched his head. Maybe he really did deserve to rest?

--88--

<I think we are about 89% done.> Kara admired her and Donnie's creation. <How's our water access?>

<The water pump needs small tweaking but it should be good to go either way,> Donnie said.

The duo grinned and picked up from the fortress' floor two SuperSoakers. Slightly modified by the genius couple.

--88--

Mikey lost his interest in the race quite quickly. He was too distracted by the colourful coral reef below the surface of the ocean. He left behind Jennika and Raph.

Nothing like this in the sewers of New York. He watched a manta ray majestically swim by. A sea turtle was eating some crab. There were so many colourful fish and other critters. Mikey was just enchanted by it all. He wanted to stay there forever.

--88--

"I totally won!" Raph snorted the sea water, trying to push it out of his nose.

Jennika shoved him. "Bull! Guys! It had to be me!" She looked at both Peter and Sprinkles.

"Sorry, Raph, Jenni won," Peter confirmed.

"HA!" Jennika stuck her tongue at Raph then laughed and ran to Cheryl. "Cherrybomb! I won!"

"That's great hu- NO! DON'T TOUCH ME YOU'RE COLD AND WE-" Rest of the sentence was dissolved in shrieks and manical laughter.

Raph huffed and glared after the female turtle. He'll win next time.

"Where's Mikey?" Sprinkles frowned and looked around.

Peter looked around. "I can't see him."

"He threw in the race after third lap!" Raph called back, unbothered. "Mirka! cheer me up!" He opened up his arms approaching the sunbathing group.

Cheryl was still trying to fight off her girlfriend. Mirka looked up. Seeing their boyfriend approach with similar intent as Jenni, they got up and started backing away.

"No! Stay back, you FUAAAAA!!" They got grabbed in a bear hug and picked up in the air.

Leo's eye cracked open. "Are they dying?"

"Nope," Amelia replied, glad she wasn't involved in the shenanigans of the two bruisers.

"A'igh." Leo's eye closed.

Suddenly Donnie's voice boomed across the beach.

"Attention vacationers!"

He and Kara were standing on top of their structure, which they have been building for the past two days. Both had SuperSoakers in their hands, posing like in an action film.

"There are weapons hidden across this beach! May the best win!" He finished on sinister note.

"What the f-" Raph started then a sharp stream of see water hit him straight in the mouth.

Everyone, except Leo, scrambled for cover.

"The fuck you mean there are weapon?" Amelia started searching sand with her hands.

Jennika eyed a particularly odd shaped rock and lifted it up. Under it she found a cache of water filled balloons and a couple of water pistols. "I guess this." She grinned sinisterly grabbing a ballon.

Amelia and Jennika exchanged looks. "Oh, it's on."

The beach turned in a full blown battle, with random alliences forming and dissolving. But everyone (minus Leo and Mikey) came together to take down the Fortress. It was a tough and historical battle as Donnie and Kara prepared traps for the brave souls willing to storm their stronghold.

The fight has been fierce but the two overlords have been finally defeated by the people.

Cheers and laughter has erupted as the Beach Water Battle of 2023 has concluded.

<So this leaves only one thing,> Kara signed after tossing her weapon aside.

Everyone looked at her in high spirit, wondering what else there was. Slowly, she pointed to Leo who was still basking peacefully despite the chaos that had happened around him. Everyone grinned.

Leo was woken up by a feeling. A gut feeling he was in danger. The shadow has fell over him. He rolled to his side and looked at the circle of people around him. He noticed the water balloons.

"Hiiii, Leeeooo~," Jennika greeted him. "Didja have a good nap?"

"Uh-huh..." Slowly, as carefully as he could, he readied his body for the only one possible solution in this... He sprung up to run.

"Get him!!"

And that was the scene Mikey walked in on coming back from the ocean.

"What did I miss??" He looked confused at Sprinkles who decided to sit out the great Leo derby.

"A water fight," Sprinkles replied and looked at the fishing net full of crabs. "Watcha got there?"

"Dinner!"

[a-bucket-of-trash]

The Garden of Horrors- Kelvin x Female Reader – Part 16/?

Part 15

You were sitting in the chair in the bunker, looking thoughtfully at the military radio on the table in front of you. It was noon, two days had passed, you would have to listen to Fisheye on the other end, any minute. But the minutes passed and longer you were sighing. If he wasn't communicating with you, it was because the radio on island four wasn't working. That was your best chance to escape and to think that it might not work, it was not the most pleasant news for you.

Kelvin saw you sigh for the 984th time, he knew you were tensing up, so he did his usual action to keep you calm, bending down, hugging your neck from behind, leaving his head attached to yours, cheek to cheek, squeezing you gently.

"Pretty sweet boy" You stroked his head "You're stupidly intuitive..."

"Umm?" He put his ear to your neck “Ag..ain…”

"You are intuitive" You said, louder and clearer "Beautiful"

Kelvin chuckled softly before kissing your cheek hard.

Since you had given in to the feelings you felt for that man, you had met a Kelvin who was even more sweet, close and affectionate, which you loved. You felt absolutely safe with him around and it was thanks to him that the idea of spending more days on that island was not affecting you so much. Beside him, that garden of horrors was transformed into a slightly chaotic paradise.

You read the written piece of paper that he had put in front of you, with a “Don't worry, Fisheye won't abandon us. He's going to get us out of here, be patient."

Of course he wouldn't, the soldier knew that well. He trusted his friend, not only because of the old friendship that had existed between them for a long time, but also because he knew him. Fisheye took his missions seriously, and what he said, he did. If he'd told he'd get you out of there, he'd follow through, one way or another.

You were going to take the paper to write to him, but Kelvin pushed it away, shaking his head, with a smile.

"What?" You smiled. "Give me that." You held out your hand.

"Nou" He denied, pointing at your neck "You... nomore writhe... Speakss me"

"Stubborn" You rolled your eyes and exposed your neck for him to put his ear to your skin and you spoke as soon as he was touching to you "I have patience" You said, clearly "I can wait a couple of years with you"

He pulled away, only to look at you, content and give a long, softened "awwwwwwwww", before jumping up and giving you a dozen affectionate kisses on the lips.

During that day, there was no contact with Fisheye, although you were lucky two days later, hearing him speak from the other side.

"Fisheye!" You replied, happy "I hear you!"

“SEXY GIRL, HELLO!” He greeted, happy “Finally! Sorry for the delay, this crap was not working well! How are you!?"

“Don't yell so much” You laughed, with Kelvin sitting on the floor, between your legs “We're fine, what about you? I'd ask about Alan, but I don't give a shit.” You played with Kelvin's hair.

“I'm fine, island four is clean. Alan continues to be the usual insufferable… unfortunately”

“Ey, eyyy, a couple of good news… Kel is getting some hearing back, he can't hear anything over the air, but ey, I hardly need to write anything to him anymore”

"That's great! Yeah!" He celebrated “And the other one?”

“Ah… erm…” You hesitated, thinking about how to say it “Maybe I listened to you…”

"About what?"

“Kel and I...”

“OHHHH YEAH” You heard him laugh like crazy “MY BRO HAS A GIRLFRIEND HELL YEAH!”

"Calm down..." You gently denied "The important thing, Fisheye. Can you get us out of here?"

“Now that I know the equipment is working, maybe… I need a little time to find and tune in the signal, ask for the ransom, you know… As soon as I have the basic confirmation, I can give you the day and time. A rescue like this, at this distance from the mainland, knowing that we are relatively safe... It can take time... Mmmmm” He murmured thinking “A minimum of 5 days from when they are informed”

"Fuck, why so much?" You spoke, looking at Kelvin, who had merely leaned against you to watch you speak, as if he were more concerned with watching you than anything else. "Can't it be earlier?" You used your free hand to gently caress his face, absently.

“Let's see, crazy girl… A whole day goes to bureaucracy. Even if it's a rescue, there are calls to make inside the base, that will take out all day one. One day in planning and asking for material and human resources. A day to receive the helicopters, pilots and others. Another day is going to be spent just getting to the islands. If I inform them that we are relatively safe, albeit with potential hostiles, they will prepare well, and that may take a few days."

"Nnnnnnngeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhh" You complained at length with a funny expression that made Kelvin laugh.

“I promise you that I will try to encourage them. Besides, I'll make them go to island four first. I prefer to go personally to rescue you two”

“As long as Alan doesn't come…” You stared at Kelvin, who had taken your hand to kiss your fingers, romantically, looking into your eyes “Oh baby…” You whispered, somewhat seduced.

"OY OY OY, I don't want to hear you doing dirty things" Fisheye said, with a small laugh.

"We're not doing anything, silly…" You muttered, still looking at him, "It's just Kel being cuddly."

“Ah… Have you seen? It's unbearable” He laugh.

"He's extremely affectionate, I adore him" You laughed, looking at him "Love youuuuu"

“Love youuuu tooooo” Kelvin said reading your lips, holding your hand more “U hhoooot”

“Shut up.” You laughed, patting him gently on the cheek.

"Okay, couple of lovebirds" Fisheye said, shaking his head, smiling "I'm going to make the calls and everything, in two days I'll get back to you and give you more information"

“Perfect…” You saw Kelvin lick his lips as he looked at you, caressing your thighs seductively, his eyes fixed on you “Shhh… stop… Kel…” You saw him stand up, now with the difference in height to his benefit “Behave yourself …”

He chuckled softly, caressing your cheek, looking at you, beckoning with his eyes, indicating the perfect height you were.

“Keeeel…” You pointed at the radio “Stop… Fisheye is still listening…”

Kelvin purred, standing closer to you, his waist much closer to your face.

Fisheye was listening. He listened to everything, laughing from his side, celebrating in his own way that his partner was receiving something that was making him moan like a beast.

Part 17

(Slowly coming back, I’m not dead yet lmao) 

[peytouo]

Too Smart (Ch.2)

After a quick exchange of numbers, Cyno is now Collei's history tutor. Much Tighnari's annoyance, there's something about the dwarf that caught his attention. How pretty his eyes are. Ch. 1 | Ch. 3

Drums were echoing in the dim-lit studio and it smelled of sweat and smoke. Loud chattering from familiar voices filled the little corridor as Cyno walked in. "Eyyy! Cyno boy!" Scara twirled his drumsticks around his fingers, getting the attention of everyone else inside. Venti was in front of a mic and Xiao was busy tuning his guitar. "Did aquickie? " Scara teased with an okay sign and inserted his index finger. 

"Good to know you're feral today." He passed by Kazuha and Heizou who were playing with a cajon.  Dropping his bag on the floor and immediately headed towards a slumpy bean bag, lying down lazily. "Haa~ But I did go to his house."

"What? Immediately?!" Venti stopped his vocal warm up and turned to Cyno with glee. Xiao turned his head to his friend while still tuning his instrument. "I think that's illegal Cy."

"So it was a quickie." Scara rested his back against the wall, grinning at Cyno. "You could say that."

Keep reading"NO WAY. WITHTHE TIGHNARI?" Shock was painted all over on Venti's face and it made Cyno crack up. "Of course not." Cyno brought his arm to cover his eyes. Remembering Tighnari's breathtakingly beautiful appearance. His hair, lips, figure, eyes? Everything. Cyno finds it perfect.

"He's fantasizing."

"Bet."

Heizou and Kazuha commented from the other side of the studio, hopping their merry way to fawn over the star of the night. "I bumped into his little sister on the way here. She insisted I come over to her house for snacks. That's it."  His friends gathered around him like a camping activity, listening to his story. "Aaaand?" Venti tilted his head, still fixed on Cyno. "And I got his sister's number." Venti facepalmed hard enough to leave a mark. "Aren't you supposed to get thebrother's number?" Xiao's eyes were twitchy.

"I will soon. I get to tutor his little sister anyway." Cyno smirked at him. "So you bumped into his sister, his sister dragged you to their house, you got food, and somehow you're now giving his sister lessons?" Scara, still playing with his sticks, looks at Cyno with a brow raised. "Yep. I'll still be on time for band practice. Your main guitarist won't leave you my lil' Kuni~" Cyno teased him, puckering his lips. Scara clearly showed his disgust and Venti laughed. "Then all good! Now, let's start." Venti went on his feet and the rest of the members went to positions. Cyno got up and was ready before his phone buzzed.

Unknown Number:  Hi! It's me, Collei (o^▽^o) Thank you for saving me earlier. I will never forget it. Also, if you're serious about the history tips and all, you really don't have to but I'd greatly appreciate it  ｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡

Cyno can't believe it. His little sister wants him to come back. Realizing this would make him closer to Tighnari, Cyno replied:

Cyno:  Hi Collei. No problem. The tutor thing still stands. Just tell me when I should help you.

"Cyno! Position. NOW." Scara yelled. "Yeah yeah yeah. Chill." And it wasn't long until Collei replied.

Collei: Is tomorrow okay?  (¬‿¬ )

Cyno: Tomorrow it is.

The deal is set. Tomorrow, he gets to come back to that wonderful home where his prince resides. Cyno can't help but grin as his excitement rises. "All right. In 3... 2...-"

Half of the day had passed and Tighnari was just finishing his notes from the last physics lesson. "So did you do it?" Nilou, who's head was resting on her knuckles, grinned at him. "Maybe, maybe not." Tighnari just kept writing, not batting an eye towards Nilou. "Nariiiiii~" She flopped all over her desk. "I won't read it if you did! I just wanna knoooow." Tighnari went silent for a while, turning his focus on what he's doing. Nilou can only hear his pen scraping against his notebook. "I did." Finally dropping his pen to stretch his arms and crack his knuckles.

Nilou turned her head to face him, grinning like an idiot. "Sooo? How did you feel?" Tighnari exhaled after cracking his neck and looked back at Nilou with a straight face. "Nothing."

Nilou flailed her arms and went back to misery. "Was I supposed to feel something?" Tighnari shook his head as he rested his elbows on his desk, his fingers supporting his chin.

"Hey." Some walked around him. It was Cyno who had his hair tied up neatly. His bang covering his other eye.Come to think of it, he has beautiful red eyes. "Collei texted me last night. For the tutor?" Tighnari caught himself staring at his eye. "Uuh, sure." Was all he could say.God damn it Collei. Am I not enough?

"Then I'll go with you after classes?" Cyno smiled as he put his hands in his pockets. Tighnari only managed a nod before Cyno takes off, now exposing Nilou's dirty grin. "Whaaat was thaaaaat Nariiiii~?"

She knows Tighnari harbors all things frustrating against Cyno. He sighed and slid down his chair. "Ugh. He kinda saved Collei yesterday from an accident and she took him home as payment. Now he's her history tutor." He wanted to bang his head against his table. "Hehe. The more you hate, the more you love Nari."

That quote sent shivers down his spine. God fuck. No. Nilou was laughing at his misery. People do want to see him suffer this way don't they. "It's the last year, Nari. Maybe you can be friends with him. To make it more, worth remembering."

"It would be worth remembering if I place on top of the ranks." Tighnari can't hide his annoyance. "Why not ask him to help you in some subjects. Those you're not number 1?" Her words felt like needles piercing his strings. "I can study by my own. I just need more time and peace."

"Or try observing how he works. Maybe you can pick it up quickly and then you'll swoop the number 1 spot from him." She casually commented. Hmm, that could work. Tighnari was the type to keep notes and keywords in subjects he finds hard. "That would mean I have to see him more often." He was gritting his teeth, sinking his fingers  into his skin. For better grades. He will.

The bells rang and they day is over. Cyno hurried to Tighnari who was fixing his things. "Tell Collei I said hello." Nilou waved goodbye to Tighnari and went out together with Ayaka. Leaving him with Mr. Dwarf. "Hey, ready to go?" He let out a sigh after he zipped his messenger bag. "Yep. Let's go." And thus begins Tighnari's painful way home. Alone. With Cyno.

"Does Collei want anything? A snack?" Cyno asked as he tailed Tighnari. "Hm? You don't have to. I'll make you guys snacks."

"Then a drink. It's on me." Cyno hurried so he could match Tighnari's pace. "You really REALLY, don't have to Cyno." His brows are now getting twitchy. Cyno showed a little pout, much to Tighnari's annoyance. Then his phone buzzed.

Lil Flower 🌻 Heenloo Nii~  (￣▽￣)ノ I was hoping you could drop by and buy me a cake slice? I'm gonna be an hour late because of practice  (つω`｡)

Is the world against Tighnari today? Surely. Since yesterday, his misfortune kept flowing. He turned his phone off with a heavy sigh. "Good news." He turned to Cyno with a straight face, "We're getting snacks." Cyno chuckled. "Why the sudden change of mind? Did Collei ask for one?" Oh if he could only just get violent right now. "Yes. We're dropping by the nearest cafe. She loves the chocolate slices there." Tighnari tried to keep it together, exhaled and walked.

"You're quite the dotting big brother, aren't you?"

"Is that bad?"

"No. It just looks cute."

Cute? Is Cyno hitting on him right now? "What are you onto?" Tighnari glared at him. "Nothing. Just cute." Cyno chuckled. Tighnari would've already pushed him off the streets. BUT NO.I'm a decent human. I'm a decent human. 'This is for Collei.' Tighnari kept repeating to keep himself calm.

They arrived at Puspa Cafe and fortunately, the cafe was less crowded than usual. Cyno went ahead to the cashier to order a chocolate slice. "What's yours?" He nudged Tighnari. "Uhh, Iced Americano." He somehow stuttered. "That, and a hot latte. Oh and two of that danish pastry with berries." Tighnari was gazing out the window, getting a little out of it. There's always that something that makes his mind calm whenever he's in a cafe. Especially if it was a rainy day.

"You sure you're drinking all that? Gonna pull an all-nighter?" His icy blue eyes stared at him, golden locks complimenting the color.

"No," Tighnari giggled. "I always love a good cup of black coffee. Don't you?"

"I had my fair share of black coffee. Just not on my list." He shook his head, turning away from Tighnari. "Are you gonna study literature? You've been hitting B's lately." His once warm tone turned cold in an instant.

"I- Yeah..." Tighnari can't help but frown. He's been spending a lot of time, but it still couldn't help him maintain straight A's. "Well. I shouldn't be eating much of your time. You should be studying."

"W-wait!"

"Tighnari? You okay?" Cyno's voice jolted him back to his senses. "Oh. Sorry. Let me help you." Tighnari quickly took the paper bag from Cyno who's also holding a paper bag containing their drinks. ' No time for those thoughts.' Tighnari looked forward and opened the door with Cyno following him.

They arrived at Tighnari's house shortly. Like usual, it was still empty, but Tighnari couldn't clean the whole house while having a guest. "Collei said she'll be late. She should be here in... 2 hours." He walked to the kitchen after he placed his bag down. "It'll be fine." Cyno followed him and stopped by the breakfast bar. "Here. Have a pastry." Cyno slid the wrapped pastry towards Tighnari. "You don't ha-"

"C'mon. It's my littlenice-to-meet-you gift." Cyno opened his mouth and took a bite. "If you insist." He had a bite and Puspa didn't disappoint. Everything in there is good. Too good that he had to stop Collei and himself from going there everyday. "So, Tighnari, you're the eldest?" Cyno asked him out of the blue. "Mhm." He was nibbling on his pastry. "Hmm," Cyno nodded, "And what do you do in your leisure time?" It's like an interrogation. Tighnari swallowed. "What's this, an interview?" He narrowed his eyes.

"No, no. Just that we're graduating and this is the first time we interacted." Cyno's right. Tighnari is the type to leave in a flash once the bell rings and Nilou would always bring him wherever at school as well. They are inseparable. "Fair point. I study in my leisure time." Tighnari took a napkin from the dispenser to wipe his lips and sliding the dispenser towards Cyno. "Don't you get overloaded with too much information?" Tighnari felt like this is a job interview. "Sometimes. When I do, I tend to my plants." His eyes turned to the little potted plants visible in the kitchen. "Most adorable." 

"What?" Tighnari was sure he heard it.

"It's impressive! No wonder you're the top at Biology classes." Cyno smiled at him.

"My turn to ask then."

"Shoot."

"How did you manage to excel at most of the subjects?" Tighnari realizes that he was supposed toobserve, not ask him blatantly, but screw that.

"I just do advanced readings. Memorize key words and I guess that's about it."

His answer was sweet and short. "But that's how I do it. Why can't I perfect everything?" Tighnari sounds baffled. "Maybe you're mind's overloaded. Sometimes it shuts down when you need it the most." Cyno took a sip from his latte. "Breaks are mandatory and I think you need some of it."

"I can't. Okay? I have to keep studying." Tighnari's voice is getting a little agitated. The room fell silent for a bit until Cyno broke the noise. "Why not relax with me for a bit. Hm?"

"What?" Tighnari's mind was running. ' Relax? How exactly? Is this man onto something?' Cyno went to get his bag. Tighnari's eyes are locked on him.'Is he gonna murder me?'

"Do you know Genius Invocation TCG?" Cyno was running through his belongings. 

Huh? "Yeah. Why?"

"Nice. Help me test this new deck I built." Cyno, who's eyes are glistening with joy, pulled his deck out from his bag. "We can play until Collei arrives." He smiled at him happily while Tighnari was expecting for the worse. "All right. But in return, you're gonna tell me all the details on how you study. Wait here. I'll get my deck." Tighnari sighed and went up to his room to get his deck.

As he returned, he saw Cyno near his potted plant by the window. "Oh. Sorry. I think this little guy wants the other side to get sunshine."

"Didn't your parents tell you it's bad manners to fiddle with things that don't belong to you?" Tighnari made his way back to his tool and laid his deck in front of him.

"They did. They also taught me to care for those in need." He smiled smugly and boy, does Tighnari wanna strangle him. Once Cyno had his deck ready, Tighnari held his cards, only revealing his brown and teal eyes. "Alright. One game."

Time flew quickly and Collei just got home to his brother, completely focused that he had his hair tied up. Across him was Cyno who's biting his thumb, clearly churning gears. "Uhh, you guys okay?"

"Yep." They both answered in unison, not averting their gaze. "Uh huh. Nii, did Cuilein have her treats already?"

"Shit." Tighnari jolted. "I already did when you were upstairs." Cyno was still staring at their match while his now free hand was playing with a purring Cuilein. "Oh. She likes you already~" She clasped her hands together in glee. "I'm so sorry for making you wait, Cyno-nii. I'll just go and get changed then we can begin."

"Mhm. Take your time!" He nodded. Collei rushed upstairs to changed. It was deafening silence downstairs that it made Collei worried thinking that some sort of bet could be in play. Then she heard Tighnari cheering his heart out. "2-1! I won!" Collei smiled as she heard her brother shouting his victory. Tighnari didn't had much fun like these in a long time and Collei missed this side of his.

She went downstairs and Cyno looks tired, but there's a smile painted on his face. Once his eyes saw Collei, he gestured at her to sit beside him so they could start. "I heard from your brother that you like chocolate slices so I bought you one." Cyno then turned to Tighnari who just transferred the cake slice to a plate. "Here. What do you want for dinner?" He laid down the plate in front of Collei.

"Mmm... What would you like to have for dinner, Cyno-nii?"

'WHY HIM AGAIN?'

"Hmm, pasta?" Cyno looked at Tighnari. "I guess we can do pasta. Pesto." Tighnari turned his back at the breakfast bar to start preparing for dinner. "Ughh, greens again?" Collei whined. "You need it." Her big brother replied flatly. "True. Besides, you're gonna need a lot of good brain juices for our lesson today. Show me your class outline."

For once, Tighnari was (happy) okay that Cyno sided with him on this one. Collei was hard to feed at times, but he made sure she got the proper diet. While he was busy in the kitchen, Tighnari was still able to listen to their tutor session. As much as he hates to admit it, Cyno is good with history. Heck, he's the high score Tighnari is trying to beat in class. He still kinda feels hurt that Collei didn't ask for his help, but to be rational, Cyno is the best option for this. He's clearly in his element.

"Alright. Wrap up you two. Dinner's ready." Tighnari raised his voice from the kitchen. "Mmkaay..." Collei sounded like she ran a mile. "Info overload?" Tighnari appeared, holding their plates and utensils. Collei hummed and nodded her head. "You did well. Just remember the keywords. And for the dates-"

"Remember them like birthdays..." Collei cut Cyno off with her last braincell for the day.

"Good." Cyno lightened up Collei's mood. "Brain won't work if you don't eat." Tighnari placed the bowl of pasta and pesto sauce on the table and the three of them had a simple yet lovely meal.

"Alright. I need to go. Thanks for the meal Tighnari." Cyno got up to his feet. The three of them are stuffed and cozy after a good dinner. "Thanks a ton Cyno-nii!" Collei followed Cyno to the door with Tighnari. "Of course. Tell me your score once you got it, okay?" Collei nodded happily and turned to her big brother. "I'll go clean up." And Collei went in, leaving Tighnari and Cyno alone. "Thanks again, for, you know." Tighnari shrugged towards Collei's direction. "It's alright. I enjoy tutors. Collei's a diligent girl." Cyno let his hair loose, gazing at Tighnari. "You still didn't tell me your study hacks though." Tighnari crossed his arms, his eyes finding its way to Cyno's.

"Are you also asking for a tutor session with me?"

"I'd rather get one from Layla." Cyno struck a nerve without knowing.

"Hey, her sleep walk method is useful though."

"You actually tried it?" Tighnari never believed in such stories of Layla being able to functionextremely well while sleeping. "I didn't notice you actually tried that in class."

"Were you observing me?" It was too dark for Tighnari to decipher Cyno's expression, but he is definitely smiling as if he found a secret.

But honestly, Cyno was right. Tighnari got too fixated at times due to his frustrations. Cyno wasn't spending enough time studying like him, yet his grades are consistently high. Once he thought Cyno could be hiding a cheat code.

"N-no! Why would I?" Good thing Cyno wasn't looking his way anymore, because Tighnari is a blushing mess.'Why am I flaming???' Tighnari berates himself silently.

"I'm joking." Cyno laughed. "I wouldn't mind though. If you asked for a session." He smiled at him, "I'll see you tomorrow."

Tighnari was baffled. How dare he mock him by saying he can learn from Cyno himself? Before Tighnari could react, Cyno figure got farther away from.'Great. Just. Great.'

Entry # 2

Hi. Me again. I hate today. Never in my life would I ever expect that I'd go home with the Dwarf. He annoys me to the bone. Although he did give Collei useful tips in her subjects this afternoon. I'll give him that.

But everything else from him makes me sick and irritated.

'His eyes are lovely though... Ugh. Don't even go there Tighnari.'

[nineteenninety-six]

Hidden Feelings

REQUEST:  hey i really love your posts! could i get an imagine with oscar diaz where the reader is fake dating mario (or someone else) just so the guy can get back at his ex, and oscar gets jealous but the reader reassures him to relax, it's not real and oscar can't help but hate it and ends up telling her how he feels about her? thank you!💞

Repost since tumblr sucks ass

I wasn’t very confident in writing this, so if this isn’t great, I apologize

“Please, (Y/N)! I’m begging you” Mario pleaded as he followed (Y/N) as she made her way through the supermarket.

(Y/N) rolled her eyes at him, “Angelica isn’t going to believe that we’re dating, Mario. We’ve been friends since we were babies and our relationship is that of siblings, not lovers. She knows this.”

Mario added things that he wanted into her shopping cart, causing her to shoot him an unimpressed look.

“Look, this is beneficial for both of us,” Mario told her.

(Y/N) let out a scoff as she placed a carton of milk in her cart before she continued shopping.

“Ruby told me that Oscar’s been released from jail.” Mario suddenly brought up

(Y/N) pauses at Mario’s words and blinks in shock before she turns to her best friend.

“Since when?”

Mario shrugged, “Not sure, Ruby just told me that Cesar has been spending all this time with his brother.”

(Y/N) quickly shook her head, “That doesn’t have anything to do with what you’re trying to do Mario”

“Yes, it does!” Mario throws a pack of cookies into the cart, “I’d get Angelica back and you and Oscar can finally confess to each other.”

“It was a childhood crush, nothing more.”

“You and I both know that’s not true.”

(Y/N) sighed, “Okay, fine but when this blows up in your face, do not say I didn’t tell you so because I did. Several times.”

“You’re the best!” Mario pressed a kiss to her cheek, “The Santos are holding a party tonight and everyone will be there, including Angelica.”

“So what time will you pick me up?” (Y/N) asked as they reached the checkout

“Around eight” Mario replies as he pays for the shopping that ended up being mostly his.

“Sounds good.”

Mario picked her up at eight pm just like he said and (Y/N) would be lying if she said she didn’t put in more effort into how she looked that night than what she usually did.

Mario noticed it when she slipped into the passenger seat of his car and gave her a smirk,

“Dressing up for Spooky?”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes, “Keep it up and I’ll stop being your fake girlfriend.”

Mario’s smirk widened, “Whatever you say, babe”

(Y/N) huffed at his words but she couldn’t help the smile that came onto her face.

When they arrived at the Diaz house the party was already in full swing. People littered in the front yard with bottles of alcohol in their hands, as well in the backyard. There was also a couch in the front yard that had the top members of the Santos on them, including Spooky.

While the men on the couch greeted Mario, (Y/N) looked in the other direction, acting as if she didn’t know that the person she had a crush on since she was a teen was on that couch.

“Isn’t that (Y/N)? How you doing, girl?!” Sad Eyes shouts from the couch.

(Y/N) could no longer act like she was obvious, so she turned to the men on the couch with a small smile and joined her hands with Marios, almost forgetting that they were faking it.

“Hey, Sad Eyes”

The action didn’t go unnoticed.

All of the men but one let out oohs and jeers.

“Mario and (Y/N)? Eyyy….”

The shouts had caught the attention of everyone in the front yard, including Angelica who (Y/N) could see from the corner of her eyes.

Mario wrapped his arm around her shoulders and gave her an obnoxious kiss on the side of her head,

“Yup!, we realised we both had secret crushes on each other and decided not to waste any more time.”

Oh god (Y/N) was sure if she rolled her eyes again, they’d get stuck. They made their way into the house afterwards, heading towards the kitchen where the drinks were held.

“Keeping acting like that and people will find out the truth” (Y/N) muttered

“Did you see how Angelica was looking at us?!” Mario completely ignored what she said.

“Mario”

“Spooky was looking at you too!” This time Mario’s words were hushed, not wanting anyone to hear.

After a while, (Y/N) excused herself to the bathroom and when she left the bathroom she was ambushed by Angelica.

“So you and Mario yeah?” Angelica crowded close to her.

“...Yeah”

“When did that happen?”

“Not that long ago, we’re still new” (Y/N) was extremely uncomfortable

“Huh…” Angelica gave her one last strong look before storming away.

(Y/N) breathed out a sigh of relief and went to the kitchen to get herself another drink but even there, she wasn’t able to have a moment alone

“Long time no see”

It was Oscar and his presence meant that the kitchen almost immediately.

(Y/N) turned to him with a smile, “Oscar, hey.”

“How’ve you been?” Oscar moved to stand next to her.

“I’ve been good.” (Y/N) always felt at ease next to Oscar, “I didn’t realise you got out of jail.”

Oscar gave her a small shrug, “Didn’t want to make a big deal out of it.”

(Y/N) gave him a warm smile, “I’m glad you’re out. Your little brother needs you”

Oscar opens his mouth to talk but Mario calling for (Y/N) interrupts him.

(Y/N) pushed away from the counter and took a few steps towards her fake boyfriend before she turned back to Oscar, “We should catch up over lunch sometime.”

Oscar nodded silently and watched her leave, not hearing Sad Eyes approach him until he rested his hand on his shoulder.

“You’re lovesick hermano” Sad Eyes snickered.

Oscar rolled his eyes and moved away, not saying anything.

He hated to admit it but he was lovesick.

Instead of going out for lunch, Oscar had invited her over and cooked lunch for them. They spent the time catching up, as before Oscar’s stint in jail they were quite close.

“How long have you and Mario been together?” Oscar finally asks the question that had been weighing on him since the party.

“Me and Mario? -oh” (Y/N) let out a small laugh, “Me and Mario aren’t dating.”

“But at the party….”

“We’re fake dating” (Y/N) shrugged, “He wants to make Angelica jealous and get back with her.”

“I-... why did you agree?”

“Mostly because I want to watch Mario’s face when he realises his ‘master plan’ has failed.” (Y/N) smiled, “Mario is my best friend but he’s also a dumbass”

Oscar was relieved that she wasn’t dating Mario but he wanted to take the opportunity to finally confess his feelings before the opportunity left.

“(Y/N), I like you. I’ve liked you for a long time but never told you because I thought you wouldn’t be interested.” Oscar was straightforward with his confession but was too afraid to look at (Y/N)

“Oscar…”

Oscar finally looked up and was greeted with a beaming smile.

“Oscar, I like you to.”

“You do?”

“For years” (Y/N) snickered before pulling out her phone.

“What are you doing?” Oscar asked.

“Texting Mario that this little game or whatever it is, is over and to actually talk to Angelica.”

“He won’t be happy”

(Y/N) shrugged, “I don’t really care.”

Oscar began to laugh and (Y/N) quickly joined in.

[pillow-anime-talk]

i love you (again).

synopsis: You were in love with Akashi for three years, but you never confessed your feelings to him. Seijuurou also liked you and also didn’t told it aloud. The match between Teikou and Meikou made your feelings a bit change... But now you are here – at the Winter Cup Finals – and you see the red-haired boy once again. This time, however, not as a Junior High School student, but as a Seirin High manager.

# tags: headcanon; teikou/seirin!au; crush culture & friendship; manager-nurse!y/n; mild angst/drama; but also fluff; a slightly changed plot; sfw

includes: female reader ft. seijuurou akashi, rest of genration of miracles & seirin basketball team {knb}

part zero {click} & part two {click} & part three {click}

author’s note: 😭😭 i accidentally deleted your message, anon, i’m so sorry!! however, i remember what your request was about, so of course i wrote it!

→  in Teikou Junior High ←

↘ You admired everyone on the basketball team. You were really delighted with this sport, especially since you could watch the game so close as a team manager for Teikou and as a friend of the Generation of Miracles, Kuroko and Momoi.

↘ Your role in the team was to take care of the players’ well-being; you were great at planning training and analyzing other teams, but the team always lacked with health care before and after games. Therefore, you left the analysis to the pink-haired teenager, and took care of the bodies and minds of your all friends. You helped Midorima and bandaged his fingers, you gave Aomine and Kise water or towels, you stopped all Tetsuya’s bleedings, and also you brought some snacks for Murasakibara who let you at that time to wrap his knees with some plasters.

↘ You cared for the boys as best you could and the captain was grateful all the time, even though he wasn’t showing it as he should.

↘ By the way, few people knew that you had feelings for Seijuurou. One person was actually knew about i, and it was Kuroko, because you were always the closest to him – and you have come even closer to each other after the changes between the whole team and when each of the members of the core squad improved their basketball skills. You and Tetsu had really similar thoughts on team play. You also liked vanilla shake, so your friendship was even stronger.

↘ When the last Winter Cup competition came, you were really surprised by what was happening on the court. Momoi thought the same, gently squeezing your hand to cheer you both up.

↘ Then it was time for the match between your school and Kamata West Junior High and everything looked like it always was. However, in the middle of the match, Kuroko was injured and had to leave the gym. You did the same thing because you were very worried about your best friend, especially as a Teikou team nurse-manager.

↘ So you spent time with the unconscious Tetsuya until the end of the semi-finals, talking to Satsuki and Seijuurou for a while and then stopping the blue-haired boy from playing on the court. You knew, you knew perfectly well that the young boy wanted to play with his friend from Meikou Junior High, but his condition didn’t allow it.

↘ That’s why you wished Momoi and the captain good luck, and stayed with Tetsuya, comforting him. But you had a bad feeling about this game in the back of your head, so you told the blue-eyed player about it.

↘ “This is our last competition, right? I hope it will be pleasant and worth remembering.” You smiled warmly at which the teenager nodded. “I wish we could play like in first and second grade. When everyone was enjoying the game, not the win.” You added a little quieter, and Kuroko sighed lowly.

↘ “It’s going to be okay, Y/N-chan... Remember that after the finals you were supposed to talk to Akashi-kun.” He replied with a soft laugh that made your cheeks redden.

↘ “Y-Yeah. But I don’t know if I’m ready for this...”

↘ The conversation was nice and calm, Kuroko rested, you too. You weren’t thinking about the game, although you still felt a strange feeling of stress and insecurity.

↘ At the end of the final quarter of the final, Satsuki visited you and Kuroko who wanted to see what was happening on the court. Of course, you and your pink female friend helped the boy get to the TV.

↘ At the same second, you and Kuroko noticed that something was wrong, so you grabbed his warm hand and ran towards the huge gym, gasping for breath.

↘ You both entered the big room at the moment when Kuroko’s friend was aiming for the basket hoop and Murasakibara threw the ball into it, scoring two points for the opposing team.

↘ Seeing the score on the digital scoreboard and hearing the conversation between basket squad, your heart pounded painfully and your eyes turned to the Teikou captain.

↘ A few tears ran down of your red cheeks when you remembered their first Nationals competition and the energy they had at that time. Now, they were completely unlike those happy players.

↘ “Sei-kun... Why?” You whispered, taking a step back.

↘ That day was the last time when you saw the Teikou basketball team on the court. You didn’t show up at any next trip, match or training, and your manager role was over.

↘ Additionally, for the next few weeks you didn’t think about your feelings towards the captain. They have been forgotten.

→  in Seirin High ←

↘ You and Kuroko chosen the same High School – Seirin High, obviously. Thanks to the new school team, you two could enjoy basketball again as you used to. You made friends with the whole squad, with Riko and even with the cute little dog that Tetsu found.

↘ You were supporting the team again as a manager. Or rather as a nurse-manager. The boys (especially Teppei) were really grateful to you and they were glad to have someone like you in their squad.

↘ You were with them all the time, you supported their game and dreams of winning the Winter Cup.

↘ And... they finally reached the finals.

↘ You were more than happy when they defeated the Kaijou High and Kise.

↘ But shortly after that, your eyes met the two-colored orbs that you admired and loved so much some time ago.

↘ You didn’t have the courage to approach Seijuurou before the match, so you sat on the wooden bench during the game, first watched your team, then the Rakuzan basketball squad and Akashi. 

↘ Not gonna lie, but it was the worst hour of your life because too much was happening.

↘ You had your hands full.

↘ But when the game was over, Seirin High won and Akashi smiled and shook Kuroko’s hand... You couldn’t stop yourself. You got up and came over to him with many salty tears in your eyes. Tetsuya understood it very right and he didn’t blame you for not congratulating your team first. He knew perfectly well that you had been waiting for this moment for over three years. So he smiled in your direction, walked away from you two and started talking with the team, with Kagami, with Kiyoshi, with captain, with Riko.

↘ In meantime you stood in front of Akashi’s figure and tried to wipe away the tears that were unpleasantly biting your both cheeks.

↘ “...I missed you.” You whispered shyly, lifting your head to look at him. “Happy you.” You added with a smile, to which the red-haired player laughed and held out his hand in your direction.

↘ “I missed you too.” He answered honestly as you put your fingers on his pale skin. “Also happy you.” He pulled your body against him and hugged you uncertainly as you let him to do it. “I’m sorry for everything.”

↘ You moved a few centimeters away from him and then took a deep breath.

↘ “Listen, Y/N.” / “Listen, Sei-kun.” You laughed together while telling the other person to start. Eventually, however, Seijuurou started talking.

↘ “I know that a lot of time has passed and a lot has changed. I have no idea if you have someone special to your heart, but... I like you. I have liked you since you became our manager at Teikou. I hope you accept these feelings, but if you don’t... I understand. I was a terrible person and...”

↘ You hugged him again, ignoring his sweaty skin and clothes. “I admit, I tried to forget about you, but I like you too. I liked you from the first year of Junior High School and I always wanted to tell you about it. I’m so glad you came back. I hope someday... I hope we can play with other boys again like before.” You said in a warm tone, looking at Akashi, then at Seirin team, then at the Generation of Miracles boys who sat in the stands. 

↘ Then you looked at Rakuzan capitan once again.

↘ “Okay. I don’t mind. But we’ll go on a date first.”

↘ “O-Oh, yeah. Right. D-Date.” You laughed nervously, feeling your heart beat faster.

↘ “EYYY, AKASHICCHI KISS HER, YOU DUMMY!”

↘ Your cheeks turned a hundred times redder not only because of the sound of Ryouta’s loud voice, but also because Seijuurou... actually did it.

↘ Now, you had the impression that your feelings not only came back, but also grew up.

[pencilwritesshiz47]

An Apology in the Form of an Adventure

MGR Chapter Five

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TW: Arguing

Dame Lauren Baker stared at her screen, not listening as the broadcaster kept on talking. All she could think about were those words.

"Xan Ruz is no more."

What did that even mean? How could a country be “no more”? All she knew was that there was no way that could be a good thing. And her best friend was stuck there.

She wanted to panic. But she couldn't panic. Not in front of... her. She stared at the girl who had crashed on top of her only minutes ago. She was the reason Goldie was in this situation. She was the one who left her. She...

Lauren took a deep breath. Maybe Goldie was ok. She swiped out of the broadcast screen, and opened her phone app, quickly hitting Goldie's contact.

She put her phone up to her ear, her heart racing.

Briiiing.

Briiiing.

Briiiing.

Briiiing.

Briiiing.

"Heeeeey!"

Lauren gasped. "Goldie! Goldie, are—are you alright? I—"

"You've reached Goldie Potter, and I'm not at the phone right now, sorry 'bout that. Anywaaaays, I'll call ya back when I can! Byeeeeeeeeee—"

She hung up. She tried to convince herself that Goldie's phone was just dead, but her mind kept jumping to other thoughts...

"I'm sorry."

Lauren looked over at the girl, her words breaking off her internal ranting.

"You should be."

The girl sighed and looked at her feet. "I know. I screwed up. I should have brought her with me. But you have to understand, I really tried! Everything was so crazy, and I just— I-I'm just so sorry."

And then, in that moment, Lauren had a choice. Forgive her, or not.

Almost subconsciously, she chose "not". The raging part of her took over, sending the rational part back. She started yelling again, but she wasn't even sure what she was saying until she found herself ranting about the girl helping them rescue Goldie.

She looked at the girl, her face full of fear. The girl shakily took a piece of paper and a pen out of her pocket, scribbled something on it, and handed it to her, mumbling, "My contact information." Then she walked off.

Lauren just stood there. She wasn't sure what to think, or what to feel. She looked at the paper in her hands. It was pink, with little flowers around the edges. Written on it in some of the fanciest writing she'd ever seen, were the words, "Lady Elisabeth Melly," and then an address and a phone number. She shoved it into her pocket but she didn't leave. She just stood there.

She wasn't sure how long it had been since the girl—Lady Elisabeth—had left, but when she heard footsteps the sky was a shade of purple so dark it ought to be black.

"Hey," a gentle called out. "It's late."

"She's still in Xan Ruz," Lauren responded, almost robotically.

"What?"

"Goldie. She's still in Xan Ruz. A-and I called her, and she didn't answer. And I think someone's going to help us find her in three days if she doesn't come back but I don't even know—"

The person had come around to her by now, and she just sank into their arms, soon realizing that it was her friend, Marigold. She looked up at her, her eyes filled with tears. "M, I don't know what to do and I'm-I'm scared."

"Let's go home," she whispered, and slowly, they stared to walk back to the JKA.

✧✧✧

"You double-checked the checklist, right? We do have everything?" The knight asked.

"For the last time, yes." The healer said, a bit exasperated although she still had a small smile on her face.

"Are you sure you're not lying to me?"

"Would I lie to you about a checklist?"

Lauren sighed. "I sure hope not."

Three days had passed since her encounter with the noblewoman. And since Goldie hadn't returned, they were heading out for Xan Ruz.

Unfortunately, the JKA leader Dame Alice, wasn't completely thrilled with a sector leader and a healer to go wandering off on an international rescue adventure, so the two had to sneak out.

"Ok, now when did Di say she'd be closing the portal?" Lauren asked, not wanting to be late.

"Uh, I think it was the 23rd hour? And it's the 22nd hour right now, so we're good." Marigold replied.

Lauren nodded, and peaked out her bedroom door. Thankfully, there was no one there, and she motioned to Marigold to follow her.

They tip-toed through from one end of the hallway to the other, stopping when they reached door 3. The brunette knocked on the door softly, and the blue-haired girl answered, yawning slightly. "Thank the gods you're here, this portal is a bit harder to keep open then I thought."

Lauren knit her brows. "But isn't the location pretty close to here?"

Di sighed. "Yeah, it does seem to be, but for some reason it's just... tiring. That could be from the strain leftover from opening that Xan Ruz portal, but something is still off..."

Lauren frowned. "Well, we'll look into that when we get back. But thank you for opening this."

Di smiled. "No prob boss," and the two stepped through the portal.

✧✧✧

"We're outside the palace," the sprite remarked, staring at the building looming just yards away from them.

Lauren stared at it. It was quite huge, with many towers and high walls. The dark gray brick and numerous Calinas flags gave it a sense of majesty and elegance, but in the dark it felt frightening as well.

But Lauren wasn't paying attention to it, instead, she was trying to find the river where, according to Marigold, Lady Elisabeth had arranged a boat to be placed.

It took her a second, but she quickly found the brown wooden rowboat. It was modest, but it would work. She quickly dragged Marigold over to it, and climbed in.

She took a moment to take it all in—the feeling of the rough wood beneath her, the smell of the cool night air, and the gentle sounds of the river flowing. But it didn't last long—she had other things to attend to.

She opened her phone, as there wasn't enough light for her to see her watch. In bright white letters behind her lockscreen (A selfie of her, Goldie, and Marigold taken just a few months after she joined the JKA) was the time—22:19. She sighed. They had made it on time.

Marigold went over to the side of the boat, and quickly climbed in, splashing both of them. Lauren giggled, leaned over to the side of the boat, and cupped up some water in her hands. Then, quick as an arrow, she threw it at Marigold's back. The sprite turned around, her face in an expression of mock anger. She gasped, and took a bit of water in her hands, gently spraying Lauren with it.

They went on like this for a few minutes, although Marigold was far more wet than Lauren. When they were finally finished with their splash-fest, Lauren checked her phone's time again, frowning.

"What's wrong?" Marigold asked, concern lacing her voice.

Lauren showed the healer her phone, the time reading 22:24—Elisabeth was four minutes late.

"Oh," Marigold said, frowning slightly. "Don't worry, she'll be here soon."

Lauren sighed, but nodded. Not knowing what else to do, she looked up at the stars, smiling.

The stars had always fascinated Lauren. They were dots of mystery lining the sky, and she loved to find constellations and see if she could guess where the moons that weren't visible this time of month were.

At about 22:29, Marigold went out to see if she could spot Elisabeth, and it took another two minutes until she finally showed up.

Lauren rolled her sapphire-colored eyes. "You're late."

Elisabeth scowled. "For your information, it wasn't exactly easy getting out of the meeting. Although I doubt you'd understand that, as I assume that you got out without any trouble."

Lauren huffed. "Well, you know what happens when you assume, because it was actually quite a bit of a challenge getting out."

Elisabeth said nothing, and simply climbed into the boat.

Lauren looked up at Marigold, who seemed to be staring across the river. "M." No response. "M!" The sprite stayed silent. "M!!" That seemed to shock her out of whatever funk she was in, as she quickly climbed into the boat once again.

"You good?" Lauren asked.

"Yeah. I was just... thinking."

"Ok..." Lauren said. She quickly pulled out her sword, and cut the rope attaching them to the shore, and they started moving.

"We're coming for you, Goldie," she murmured as the current sailed them away. 

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Ares and Athena through the years - Ch. 16

Chapter Sixteen: Meanwhile ... 

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When Ares had chosen to leave for a world journey, Aphrodite and his children had tearfully said goodbye.

Hephaistos had been there too, although he given his older brother a warm grip of the hand, rather than shedding tears.

The rest of his family had also come to say goodbye.

“Take care of yourself”, Artemis had said, while giving him a firm hug.

Ares had laughed: “I'll do my best.”

“Don't get caught by giants and locked in a jar”, Hermes had grinned.

“Oh shut up, squirt!”, the war god had snorted and lightly slapped the Messenger's shoulder.

Hera had given her son an awkward hug; after the Trojan War things were more tense between them than usual.

Zeus had been more affectionate, giving his son a firm embrace and a kiss to the forehead (an extremely rare gesture of fatherly love from the King of the Gods).

“I suppose you will be gone for a few Olympian decades?”

“Yes, father. Seeing the world and getting to know new people takes a while.”

“Goodbye then, my son. Take care of yourself, as Artemis said. Don't forget to write. We want to know how you are doing and how it is, where you're staying.”

“Unless the place I get to doesn't have a writing system, sure!”

With that, Ares had spurred on his horses and left Olympos.

First he had gone to Thrace to say goodbye to his twin and his friends.

Enyo had tearfully begged him to stay or at least take her along, same as Eris.

But Ares had insisted, that he needed some alone time (although it had hurt him to leave his twin behind).

“I need someone to do my duties”, he had told her. “You're the only one who can, Enyo. Your domain is the same as mine. You guys just take care of my home, okay?”

Then he had left.

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At first he toured around Hellas. It couldn't hurt to see what was going on and maybe check how the survivors of the Trojan War were doing.

Many of the Trojan women had died or worse, were living a miserable life as concubines.

Aineias, the son of Aphrodite, had gathered a few survivors and was now sailing the seas.

To his great delight, most of the Achaeans had met a bitter end: Agamemnon had been killed by his wife and her lover, Ajax the Lesser was dead, so were many others. And the best thing was, that his old enemy Diomedes had gone through some shit, only to come home to a nasty surprise.

Now the hero who had once wounded him and Aphrodite, was wandering the lands and seas in search of a place to live.

Ares couldn't resist the temptation and descended onto the earth.

.

Diomedes was done with everything.

He had almost drowned in a massive thunderstorm, then been washed ashore on the coast of Libya, only to nearly be sacrificed to Ares. Then he had landed in Attica, where the local king had mistaken him and his crew for pirates and had attacked them. And when he had finally come home to Argos, he had found his wife not only unfaithful to him, but also ready to kill him.

Now he had nowhere to go.

This moment he was walking through a forest, when he spotted a small river. Tired from the long march, he sat down, let his feet dangle in the water and sighed contentedly at the sensation.

“Feels nice, doesn't it?”

He jumped at the sound of the voice and hastily grabbed his spear.

But it was just a little girl sitting on a branch of a nearby tree, dangling a leg.

Except it wasn't.

Diomedes still had his enhanced sight and knew a god, when he saw one.

The girl twirled her auburn hair and eyed him with twisted curiosity.

“You look like life wasn't kind to you, sir”, she noted.

He shrugged. “Is life kind to anyone?”

“To some”, she replied. “You look like someone glorious. A hero. Isn't that a kindness of life?”

“I'm not so certain anymore.”

The child giggled.

“You seem pretty happy”, he remarked.

“Likely happier than you”, the other teased. “Then again, heroes almost never get to live happily ever after, huh?”

Diomedes resisted the temptation to roll his eyes.

“Your disguise isn't very subtle, Lord Ares Polydakros¹.”

The other snickered and leapt off the branch. When his feet touched the ground, he had turned from a little girl to what was basically a human form of his divine shape.

It made the Argive shudder. He almost averted his eyes, but managed to steel his nerves and hold the other's burning gaze (though his body refused to stop trembling).

“So Glaukópis² let you keep your enhanced sight”, Ares noted. “Interesting. Not that it's of much use to you now.”

“Have you come to gloat?”

“Yes, actually. After your stunt back at Ilion³, it is really satisfying to see you this humbled. And I don't even need to have revenge, because Aphrodite already had hers. Betrayal is a nasty thing, isn't it?”

The god's grin was twisted and way too broad. Obviously he was revelling in the other's discomfort and misfortune.

Diomedes refused to dignify the god's remark anyhow.

“But don't feel bad”, Ares chuckled, “It could be much worse. Most of the Achaeans drowned, Agamemnon was murdered and that psychopathic brat Neoptolemos was slain by Apollon's priests for some blasphemy a few days ago. Also, Menélaos, my half-sister Helene and Odysseus are all stuck far away from home. Compared to that, you got off easy!”

His smirk vanished. “You should be grateful, son of Tydeus. Considering the shit ton of murder attempts you escaped, you're actually really, really lucky.”

Diomedes bit his lip.

So he isn't going to kill me, then.

“No”, Ares answered his thought. “I'm not.”

Diomedes took a deep breath and forced himself to stop trembling, before putting his spear down.

“You can't blame me for being afraid of you”, he told the god bluntly.

The Man-Slayer laughed: “I don't. Only a fool wouldn't fear war.”

“What do you want then – apart from gloating, obviously.”

“Give you a piece of my mind”, the war god replied bluntly. “Remember how my granddaughter Kallirhoë saved you from being sacrificed to me by my son? You could at least have thanked her.”

Diomedes blinked in confusion. “But I left her a letter?”

“Kallirhoë couldn't read, Diomedes.”

Oh. Oh shit.

“The Libyans don't have a writing system”, Ares explained, “And even if they did, she was mentally disabled. It would have been extremely hard for her to learn how to read, if at all. Not that it matters now; she's dead. Hanged herself, because you broke her heart.”

Shit times two.

“Of course killing you sounds tempting”, the god went on. “But luckily for you, my family has other plans for you. Don't think Athena has forgot you. After all, you and Odysseus have always been her favourites. So before I leave, one last piece of advice: take the next ship to Italy, find the last surviving Trojans, lead by Aphrodite's son Aineias and return the Palladion to them. Only then will your misfortune end, for even though you had Athena's approval, that doesn't change the fact that you robbed it.”

For a few seconds Diomedes considered, if this was a trap. But it sounded logical enough, so he memorised it anyways.

Ares stood up and unfolded a pair of huge red wings. Then he took to the air and was gone, leaving behind only a single red feather.

Diomedes knew better than to consider this a sign of goodwill.

.

Ares, having gained just a bit of closure, continued his tour.

He had seen what he had wanted to see. Now it was time to leave Hellas and explore the rest of the world.

He hadn't been to Aigyptos in quite a while. He had a few friends there, who would be delighted to see him.

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“ARES! EYYY!”, Sekhmet roared in delight.

“EYYY, SEKHMET! SO GOOD TO SEE YA!”, Ares yelled back and they engulfed each other in a bone-crushing hug.

“IT'S BEEN SO LONG, MOTHERFUCKER! HOW ARE YOU DOING?”

“DOIN' GREAT, YOU BOSS ASS BITCH! AND YOU?”

“GREAT! THE OTHERS ARE TOO!”

“AWESOME!”

A dignified cough interrupted them.

“Can you two please stop yelling?”, Thoth asked. “It's headache-inducing. Apart from that, welcome, Ares. What brings you here?”

“I'm travelling the world!”, Ares beamed at the ibis-headed god. “Just started my journey and I wanted to see old friends, before I discover the rest. My presence won't be needed in the next centuries, so why not get away from it all and do something new?”

“That's fair”, Thoth agreed. “Sadly, none of us can leave Ta Meri⁴ right now; the earthly world is quite a mess.”

Ares frowned: “Yeah, back in Europa too.”

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1) Polydakros: "Of Many Tears/Of Much Weeping", an epithet of Ares, referring to the woe and grief, which war brings. 2) Glaukópis: "Bright-Eyed/Owl-Eyed", an epithet of Athena, because of her bright eyes, which depending on the source are either grey or blue (in my version they're blue). 3) Ilion = Troy 4) Ta Meri: "Beloved Land", one of the ancient Egyptian terms for ... well, ancient Egypt, as the word Egypt is Greek in origin. The Egyptians also called their country Kemet, "Black (Land)", referring to the fertile soil along the river Nile, which was very dark because of the yearly inundations. The desert parts of Egypt were referred to as "Ta Desheret", which means "Red Land" and was the domain of the goddess Sekhmet and the god Set (and some other deities associated with the desert.

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almost is never enough

2,383 words

loosely inspired by “Details” by the extremely talented Maisie Peters and the mess that apparently is my life

warnings: lots of alcohol, slight mentions of adult content, Shawn kinda being a dick

***

„We might not be something but we sure as hell aren`t nothing“

***

Shawn’s a Grammy – nominee now. Not a Grammy – winner but a nominee nether less.

And he can’t lie, he does feel a little proud when they announce him like that.

She can’t help but raise her eyebrows at him, sitting on the couch with his eyes glued to the TV, grinning to himself. Nerd.

„Feeling a little proud, don’t you?“

He looks startled for a moment when he sees her but then he gives her that big Shawn grin. (and she tries to ignore that thing in her chest, she really does)

He opens his mouth, searching for a cocky reply when another arm slings around Aspen‘s tiny shoulder and whips her into a big bear hug.

„Jo, Aspen! Good to see you, dude!“

He watches Brian and Aspen exchange pleasantries, catch up with a small smile before turning back to the TV.

***

Shawn`s brought a girl.

It’s nothing out of the ordinary, really.

He meets someone, they talk, he brings her along a couple times until he doesn’t.

Aspen figures she doesn’t like this week`s girl. Her hair‘s a little too bleached and her laugh‘s a little too loud. Especially when everyone knows that Shawn’s dad jokes aren’t a tad bit funny.

So she doesn’t understand, she really, really doesn’t, when he doesn’t drop that girl after a week, or a month even.

He actually seems to quite like her.

„Probably just because he finally found someone who laughs at his lame jokes.“

Aspen doesn‘t like the way her voice is laced with bitterness, too, and she‘s relived too see that Ian, who is sitting next to her in the small nook of the bar, either didn’t notice or didn’t care.

***

They’re hanging out at Brian‘s and they are talking girls. Aspen doesn‘t mind it too much. Being in a friend group that mainly consists of boys, it’s only a matter of time until they start talking about who got laid, when, where, by whom

As I said, she doesn’t mind it. It`s gross but entertaining nether less and she loves to tease the boys with it. She doesn’t mind it until they start talking about Shawn.

“Our boy`s pretty happy these days, eh?”, Ian comes up from behind and shakes Shawn`s shoulders.

“No wonder, man. He`s finally getting laid again!”

The guys are laughing as Shawn blushes.

“It`s not like that!”

“C`mon dude, you really wanna tell me you guys haven’t fucked?”, Brian chimes in, “Cause I´m pretty sure I heard you last Saturday.”

More laughter, more blushing. Aspen should take this as her cue to flee into the kitchen. She doesn`t.

“It`s like, yeah, but-”

“See! That`s what I thought, man.”

“We`re not just fucking, man. It`s, she`s... different. She`s something, I guess.

“Yeah, we`ll see about that in a week.”

Ian shakes his head, grinning and Aspen silently prays he`s right for once.

***

He’s not really her ex -boyfriend.

They almost dated in sophomore year but then there was Lauren and then the whole world knew his name and he knew Taylor fucking Swift personally.

So no, he isn’t her ex-boyfriend he just a big, unnerving almost.

***

She likes to watch him, always has. Not in a creepy way but in a way that she notices when his eyes wander around the room, not matching the big grin on his face.

At least she doesn’t have to feel as stupid anymore, now that millions of teenage girls seem to love to do the same thing. Or maybe she feels even more stupid for being the same as those obnoxious fan girls.

She shakes her head, no, she’s not. She doesn’t treat Shawn like some kind of god or follows his every move over Twitter. She just sometimes wishes she could feel his lips on hers again.

***

They’ve kissed a couple times. At some of the house parties they had had, when the guests started to clear out and only they’re close friend group was left, all of them sitting outside, cuddled up in each other.

Or when they were in the club with the bass rattling and sweaty bodies on bodies and tequila being downed like water. All hands, all lips, all over.

Or a lot of other times. (Aspen could name every single one, she’s sure Shawn couldn’t)

***

She is sitting on her bed, eyes glued to the screen in her hands, thumb hovering over that blue button on Shawn’s girl Instagram account. Her name‘s Kendall,  which is just as cliché as her description. She tells herself it’s no big deal, they’re acquaintances after all. Only that Aspen hasn’t exchanged a single word with her, not even when Shawn introduced them.

Still, she knows her favourite brand of cigarettes and what kind of music she listens to and that she thinks self-tan is gross because Shawn can’t shut the fuck up. She hates it, she really does. She also thought about getting him duct tape for Christmas as a warning that the next time he can’t keep his mouth shut himself, she’ll literally tape it shut.

The next time they’re at his place and he tells them Kendall forgot her hair brush there three times in a row, she regrets she didn’t.

She turns off the phone lets herself fall backward in to the mattress. She closes her eyes. Then she sits up again and presses the follow button.

***

Once, they all met up in Toronto. Aspen could smell the summer air and the liquor and Shawn’s jacket on her shoulders as they were roaming through the streets. They were bar hopping or whatever but ended up in a park anyways. Now, they were passing vodka bottles on a playground and Brian and Ian had a competition who could swing higher. Shawn and her had a bet which one would throw up first.

“They stars are pretty.”, she says as she leaned back, feeling the soft grass on her skin.

She was that nice kind of drunk where she was a bit more than tipsy but not completely hammered either.

She didn’t know about Shawn but he doesn’t look as if he’d throw up any time soon either when he laid down beside her with his arm around her.

“You’re pretty”

Before she had time for a sassy reply his lips found hers. It was sloppy and a bit lazy and felt somehow different than the other kisses before. She couldn’t quite put a finger on it yet.

She doesn’t remember how long they had laid there, on that fucking playground, wrapped up in each other and stealing kisses.

She does remember laying in bed, retracing every single kiss, every single moment moment than once.

***

They were at the bar again. It`s nearby and it`s cosy and it`s got a karaoke machine. It doesn’t happen often that all of them get together, with Shawn being an international pop star and the majority of the others going to college all over the country.

College starts again soon and Aspen is stressed as ever but right here, right now, sitting with her friends in that grubby nook, laughing, it`s perfect.

That one waiter with gelled hair and obviously whitened teeth makes his way to their table again to bring them yet another round of shots, not without giving Aspen a lopsided smirk that made her stomach twist a bit like he had all night.

And then he does something Aspen hasn’t expected for sure. He leans on the table and drapes his arm around the back of her chair. He`s close enough for her to smell his cologne.

„So um, I get off in five. Wanna grab a drink or something?“

He is so desperately trying to look cool, Aspen has to control the urge to laugh, or roll her eyes.

“Nah, thanks, i‘m good actually.”

She doesn´t even really smile at him like she usually would, trying to make it obvious that he should just take the hint. And he does.

The waiter opens and closes his mouth for a moment before giving in, leaving without a word in the end.

“Eyyy, Aspen! Come ON! That waiter was, like, really cute.”

She flincheds when Brian roughly slings an arm around her.

“Really cute, eh?”

“Yeah, dude, like hot, like, really hot, like, you should get his number, man! He was totally flirting with you the whole evening.”

She watches her friend drunkenly gesture with an amused grin.

“Well, if he’s that hot, maybe you should get his number!”

The guys breake out into roaring laughter as Brian openes and closes his mouth, just like the waiter earlier, before raising his hands in surrender.

Aspen laughs with the guys when she meets Shawn’s stare. For the first time in a while, she can’t read his expression.

***

There’s that one Friday night. They were at a club and the ground under her had been spinning for a while now when she pushed open the door to the ladies` restroom. She gripped the sink with her hands. The mirror above her was shattered, she wouldn`t have dare to look into it anyways.

Brooke found her there, head hung over the sink, shallow breaths echoing from the tiles. She pulled her hair back before she realised that no, Aspen wasn’t trying not to throw up, she was trying not to fall apart.

It took Brooke one and a half hours and two bottles of water to figure out that it’s Shawn. Shawn and some blonde he‘d been making out with under the lights.

And usually, it wouldn’t matter, really, Aspen assured her. But maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was the fact that last Friday he cradled her in his arm with millions of stars glistening above them and she almost hoped. (she keeps that part to herself though)

She went - Brooke dragged her - home then without saying goodbye and emptied her insides over the toilet bowl until she didn’t feel quite as sick anymore at the thought of Shawn.

She’s said a lot of stupid things that night, half-lying on the dirty tiles. She doesn’t remember a lot but she does remember slurring we might not be something but we’re sure as hell aren’t nothing over and over and over again.

She’s shocked to find she’s never said anything more true.

***

He hasn’t written a song about her, ever. Sometimes she wishes he would, so she could at least have something, a piece of him, a piece of his mind, so she‘d know he thinks about them, too, even a little bit. But he doesn’t.

So she stands and watches him sing about his one night stand to the Rogers Centre, full of screaming girls.

It’s fascinating, really. Most of the time, when she isn’t reminded by the amount of girls he attracts wherever they go or his ridiculously large condo, she forgets that Shawn, the boy who had the same blue pencil case all through Middle- and Highschool and copied her chemistry homework every Tuesday, is actually a pop sensation.

Looking at him now, standing on stage, guitar in his large hands, sweat dripping off his forhead, it’s hard to imagine he ever does anything else.

He kisses Kendall, first thing, when he comes off stage, laughing and sweating, and she hates her a little bit for it.

It’s kind of intoxicating when he hugs her. Her heads spinning, chest’s clenching, cheek‘s are burning. She pulls away, wants to say he’s amazing, she’s never seen anything like that, she’s proud, she -

„You stink.“, she says instead.

He laughs and her head spins a little more.

***

They’re at Ian‘s this time and Aspen is just getting Brooke and herself a refill, when she feels something warm against the small of her back for a moment. She turns around to see Shawn laughing with their friends a few foot away.

She knows this game. It starts with their fingers, hands, shoulders lightly brushing against each other, seemingly accidental. A few shots later, he‘d wrap an arm around her waist, shoulder, hand gripping her hip. He‘d pull her into his lap then, first chance he got, and nuzzle his head into her neck. And then it was only a matter of time until her back was pressed against a wall with his hands on her ass and her tongue in his mouth.

It’s not different tonight and she already feels his breath against her neck and his arm locked around her waist like he‘d actually keep her. And she lets him.

He takes her hand, interlocks their fingers and pulls her with him.

She lets him until she feels a wall against her back and hands behind her neck and lips on hers. Then she pulls away.

“You’ve got a girlfriend.” She`s a little breathless already and she loves and hates it at the same time.

“No, I don’t. Me and Kendall, we’re not like, dating or anything.”

She flinches at the sound of her name.

“But you`re something.”

He hangs his head and she knows she’s won. She doesn’t now if she actually liked to win. It`d be so easy to just give in to him, revel in the feeling of his lips against her neck, it`d be be so, so easy. Okay, no, she doesn’t, not at all, not even a little bit.

But it’s the right thing to do, so she licks her lips and tosses her hair and lifts her gaze to meet his, a strand of his thick curls falling into his face.

„We can’t do this as long as you’ve got someone“

„I know“

But he looks like he really doesn’t.

He doesn’t tell her he’s gonna call it off, whatever he’s got with Kendall, and she knows he won‘t.

For a moment, she wants to tell him, word vomit all of these feelings, these fucking feelings that aren’t even really feelings, that she’s kept, bottled up for far too long but she doesn’t.

She watches him leave, walk through the door, raising the beer in his hand and laughing with their friends as she leans against the wall of the hall, embracing the coolness, focusing on her breathing.

They might be something but they won’t ever be enough anyways.

[shayminbraginski]

A Newer Old Entry #3

08/25/3023

Audio entry 2-

This is recording, right? Yep, yep it is. Anyways, I was just about to talk about the best roast battle of my life between the “Never take a joke dude” and the “Always smiley big guy”. Technically one wouldn’t exactly call it the best battle session since it only lasted 2 minutes. But, for me, when it comes to two people that are highly intimidating, the tension gets so damn real that I just love it even if it lasts 10 seconds. Okay, so on to the good stuff... So, I found Crimson making her way into the cafeteria, she knew the usual area for our table, and… When she made her way here, she didn’t exaactlyyyy like the fact that Shaymin was there as well. I snickered as she stared Shaymin down while taking a seat next to V (I love stuff like this, I can’t help it), “Eyyy Crimsonnnnn~ Koi told me you had an afro again this morning. You took hella long in your room, the heck were you doing in there?” V began her usual ramble to Crimson, questioned her weirdness, and then started talking about the incident that happened just a minute ago, and of course, she mentioned Shaymin… And- Crimson didn’t like that. Y’see she can get very jealous. She dislikes it when people talk to V, as she wants V to give her attention, I dunno. Crimson and V have some close history together so yeahhh. So the minute V just mentioned Shaymin’s name, Crimson immediately shot a glare at “the one who got V’s attention” lmao. Then, of course, Shaymin obviously smiled back. Their eyes both locked on each other’s. Shaymin rested her head on her hands, all while gazing at Crimson, “You don’t seem to like me, instead of hiding it you should tell it to my face, da.”

(O- Sh- It’s about to get real, now.) I evilly thought, I wasn’t the kind of person to try and break off an argument, instead I wanted it 100%.

“You smile too much.” Crimson replied, irritated.

“You don’t like my smile?” Shaymin asked sarcastically almost immediately.

“You look masculine.” Crimson added.

“You don’t like that either?” Shaymin pretended to act hurt, but she still had not let go of that smile.

“It makes you look gay.”  Crimson added again, trying to insult her.

“Words hurt, no?” Shaymin jokingly added.

“I don’t see your feminine side.” There came another reply from Crimson.

Shaymin paused, let out a small sigh, leaned back on the chair, crossed her arms, and after doing every single one of those things, she finally said, “Why~, you don’t look so feminine either~.” And she gave the most sarcastic smile I’ve ever seen one give to Crimson. Cuz, no one dares throw a comeback at her. Hell, this was getting great. Also V choked on her coffee. I guess it was the best thing she heard in a long time too, lmao.

Shaymin’s comeback was true in every way. Crimson was almost the same as Shaymin, except Crimson was a bit slimmer. Her personality as well, wasn’t much like a female and she did things the way a man would do, like picking up a million chairs at a time. But, no one ever pointed that out or said it to her face, since they’d probably get a punch lol. Crimson immediately rose from her chair when she heard the last word of Shaymin’s sentence, “The hell you say to me you big piece of-” Shaymin cut her off,

“Hush, no bad words in front of the kid~” (W- DID SHE JUST-? Well, she just referred to me as a kid, what the hell, man, I’m 17. You know what, crap is getting real so I’m just gonna let that slide and watch the beauty of this moment.) Crimson grabbed Shaymin’s scarf. “This is not the place for a fight, Crimson~” Shaymin said calmly, removing Crimson’s hand. I swear, I thought I saw the hands of Shaymin’s scarf move. It didn’t look like normal flow-y cloth movement, instead, I thought I saw it move in an unusual and unnatural motion, but I guess that was my imagination.

I was pretty disappointed when they broke off their arguments. It was getting so good, but Shaymin left right after she got Crimson’s claws off her scarf. Crimson stayed back, still fuming over Shaymin’s comeback. Annnndd nothing else happened after that. Crimson later stormed off to her room, and I didn’t see her or Shaymin until the next day. Sooo, that’s pretty much it for today. Um, yeah I have nothing else. Uhh, okay bye. [click]

Oh boy, straight arguments between two seemingly gay furs.

[tbr-agency]

picture.

summary ⟶ Nara was supposed to spend her day with Bambam, but a call decided to change her schedule.

timeline ⟶ October 2019

characters : Bang Nara (The Bloody Roses), Got7, Bambam (Got7), Seunghoon (Got7′s manager)

❝ It’s okay, baby. We could just video call each other or just text each other. ❞

“Thanks for coming with me, Seunghoon.”

“No problem. I mean.. we’re going to go to the same venue so..”

“Oh! So you’re saying you are coming with me since you have a free ride?”

“Precisely.”

Nara side-eyed the taller one as he began laughing seeing Nara’s reaction.

She called Got7′s manager in the morning to accompany her to buy some gifts for Bambam. She knew she can’t possibly do it alone.

Nara tried to call the other girls’ but all of them were busy, still trapped inside the company building as they finish their work.

“Did you finish your paperwork?” Seunghoon questioned the younger one and Nara nodded.

“Are you sure? I don’t trust you. You’re similar to Bambam..” muttered Seunghoon and Nara turn towards him.

“Hey! I did finish my work! We’re like leaving tomorrow around 1 AM!” replied Nara dramatically, and the manager rolls his eyes.

“Alright, alright.. You know, Bambam is head over heels for you - not just you and Bambam. The other guys really loves their bodyguard.” commented Seunghoon and Nara quickly look towards the opposite direction, feeling her cheeks turning warm in embarrassment.

“I don’t know what to say but.. I guess I’m head over heels for him too..” muttered Nara as she looked towards the manager with a cheeky smile.

“Okay kid - we don’t got much time so start buying whatever you want to buy,”

“Hey Nara, can I ask you a question?” the manager question the younger one, walking nearer towards her as seeing the public staring at Nara, directly at her armed tattoos.

“What is it?” answered Nara while turning towards Seunghoon with a wide smile. He was actually amazed that she didn’t care with the stares since she is considered a foreigner - not fully.

Seunghoon knew the girl was half American and half Korean, just like Mark. But she was aware of the Korean culture, hence she knows how to switch it up.

“Nothing..” Seunghoon muttered softly and Nara shrugs before looking forward making their way back to their car.

As soon as they got into the car with Nara on the driver seat and Seunghoon on the passenger seat, Nara turned towards the manager.

“I’m sorry if the stares made you uncomfortable,” voiced out Nara, and the older one looks at Nara, letting out an awkward chuckle.

“It’s okay.. I get used to it - since my job is to take care of boys’ from the ‘too over’ fans..” 

“Too over?”

“Yeah, especially in the airport where they crowd around the members - I think you know what I mean since you’re always helping me,”

Nara nodded slowly, finding it relatable since she did help Seunghoon, guarding the members.

It was a mess.

“That was a great memory!” exclaimed Nara sarcastically, earning a chuckle from the manager.

“If Bambam was here, he’ll probably be whining and all so I’m going to say it now - I’m honestly going to miss you,” said Seunghoon, his eyes turning towards the younger one.

Nara can’t help but scoff loudly as she tried her best to be serious.

“I’ll miss Bambam more,”

“Nara-ah!”

“Hyung!” 

Both Nara and Seunghoon turned towards the very familiar voice that has been calling Nara every time she showed herself in front of the boys.

Jackson ran towards Nara for a quick side hug then towards the manager, hugging the older one with all his might.

“Are you here to see us?” Jackson turned towards Nara with a huge smile, and Nara glances towards Seunghoon, seeing the manager trying to hide his laugh.

“Well I—

“I think she’s here to see someone specifically,” Seunghoon cuts the younger girl and Nara’s cheeks turned red as she looks away from Jackson who was teasing her with making weird noises.

“Eyyy... You should just say you’re here to see Bambam!”

“You’re not wrong but I came here to see the other oppas too!” answered Nara excitedly, earning a soft smile from Jackson as the 3 of them walked into the set where the other members were.

It was the 2nd day of the music video filming and it seems they are filming the choreography as a group.

“Oh! Hyung!” Yugyeom waved from afar but his gaze turned towards Nara who was talking to Jackson, it seems that they are deep into the conversation - seeing Jackson’s face turning serious as he was folding his arms.

“Bam, look. Your girlfriend is here..” Yugyeom nudges onto Bambam’s arm as the Thai guy was on his phone. 

Bambam looked to where the maknae was looking at, then to really see his girlfriend, talking to Jackson.

His eyes widened slowly, realizing that Nara was wearing what Bambam bought for her on the day when they had the shopping date on one of the days.

“Thank you for today, Bam. I know you’re busy since the comeback is around the corner,”

“BuSY?! Pfft! Actually.. yeah.. But you’re my girlfriend - we both know we’re busy and you’re leaving soon so.. I don’t mind.” shrugs Bambam. 

He wanted to look cool and chill in front of Nara. She smiled softly at him.

“It’s almost midnight. I promised Seunghoon that you will arrive back to the company building before 12.30.”

“Can we stay longer? I don’t want to go back.” Bambam whines, his hand sliding towards her arm. 

Nara’s eyes widen as she looks around, thanking the gods that Bambam was wearing all black, a mask, and a cap so that he won’t be recognized by the public.

As much as Nara wanted to yank her arm away from his grasp, she knew it would hurt his feelings as Nara has done before and Bambam went sulky for about 30 minutes - and the way for him to forgive her was Nara’s aegyo.

“Baby, I really wanna stay, I really do, but your comeback is like around 4 to 5 days. I don’t want you to get scolded by Seunghoon and the other older members,” said Nara truthfully, the both of them walking towards their car.

Bambam sighs as he nodded.

“You’re right...” muttered Bambam and Nara look at him with a smile.

“We can go on more dates after I come back,” answered Nara cheerfully, earning a chuckle from Bambam.

Nara was about to enter the driver’s seat when he grabbed Nara’s arm.

“Babe, wait,” muttered Bambam as he went towards the back seat, grabbing one of the shopping bags.

“Here. This is for you,” said Bambam as he handed it towards her, with a shy smile on his face.

Nara had a small frown on her face, this wasn’t the first time Bambam was giving her gifts. 

Every date they went to, Bambam would always give her different gifts such as branded clothes, hats, and jewelry. 

There was once Nara thought that he might think that she came from a poor family.

“Bam. I think-

“I know. I gave you a lot of stuff but this was something different. Please accept it.”

He was right.

It was something different - though it was a bomber jacket.

But there was something in it too.

A letter.

Dear Nara, my baby girl,

This is cheesy, I swear to god I’m not like this. Maybe Jinyoung hyung is rubbing off on me. I just want to tell you how much I love you although I don’t show it publicly because we were being told to keep it low-key. I love it when you would find ways to hold my hand or arm without looking so scandalous ;) Going on dates with you was fun and it’s even more memorable since you are my first girlfriend. I can’t wait to go on more dates with you when you come back from Virginia. I want you to meet my family so when you come back, let’s go to Thailand! I love you Bang Nara. If you accept my love for you, wear the bomber jacket that I exclusively made for you baby.

xoxo Double B

Bambam’s smile grew as he quickly stood up from his seat abruptly, waiting for Nara to come towards him.

As soon as Nara greeted each one of the members with a hug, she finally stood in front of Bambam.

Bambam was too excited that he was the first one to embrace her in front of the members, causing them to make whistling and weird noises.

“You look good, babe!”

“Thanks to your jacket,” Nara flirted as she winked towards Bambam, and there was a gawking sound coming from Yugyeom.

“Shut up, maknae. You’re just jealous,” teased Nara, as she sticks out her tongue towards Yugyeom who was whining towards Jaebeom and Jinyoung, yelling that the girl was bullying him.

Bambam turned towards Nara, observing her side profile as she was talking to Mark and Youngjae about games that they recently play together.

Bambam finds Nara cute, she was a gamer. 

He got to found out about her during the dates.

He learned that Nara likes playing games such as GTA, Call of Duty, Overwatch, and many more.

He also learned that Nara came from a well-off family, which Bambam was taken aback off because Nara didn’t give Bambam that vibe, with the way she dressed up too.

“Anyway, I love your handwriting.” complimented Nara, her shoulders teasingly hitting on his shoulder since they sat side by side.

Bambam’s cheeks redden slightly, remembering how he struggled when he wrote the letter. He had to ask Jinyoung and Mark for help since his Korean handwriting wasn’t so good but Mark advised to write a mixture of English words.

“Thank you..” Bambam muttered shyly, causing Nara to giggle seeing him being shy and embarrassed than his normal loud self.

“Baby, have you told Bang Chan that you will be leaving around midnight?” questioned Bambam as he turned towards Nara.

“Yup! I’ll be meeting him after this in JYP building,” Nara smiled towards Bambam.

“You’re so cute!” Bambam cooed as his hands were pinching both Nara’s cheeks, in result of Nara whining asking Bambam to let go of her.

Somehow, he began to tease Nara with him annoying her and he would take pictures of Nara, asking her to pose here and there in different places. 

Bambam to the extent would ask the other members to take pictures with Nara - plus himself in the picture and he would ask Seunghoon to take a picture for the 7 of them and Nara together.

Finally, Bambam was satisfied enough that he would smile widely, looking at the picture of Nara in the middle of him and Yugyeom plus the other members at both of the maknaes side.

It was the perfect family picture.

Just then, Nara’s phone rang, causing Bambam’s attention towards Nara as she quickly answered the call.

“Hello.. Yeah.. Aww c’mon! I thought you say I was free for the whole day! What?... It’s Eunhee’s instruction?!?.... Fine. Give me 20 minutes and I’ll be there.” Nara grumbled as she ended the call with a loud groan, causing Bambam to turn towards her.

“What’s wrong, baby girl?” Bambam scooted nearer towards her, and Nara sigh frustratingly.

“I received a call from Lee; Ahrin's personal assistant and the Bloody Roses’ assistant which I have told you about. I was told that I have to go back to the company building to help some stuff,” grumbled Nara as she closed her eyes to calm herself down.

She was pissed because the company promised to let go of her for the day as she scheduled her time for Bambam knowing she will be leaving for 5 months.

Bambam sighs too as he could only pat her head.

“It’s okay, baby. We could just video call each other or just text each other.” voiced out Bambam with a small smile and Nara sighed, turning towards Bambam with guilt.

“I’m sorry, Bamie.”

“Hey... Don’t apologize, babe. I understand and as I said, we can text, call or video call each other, Nara-ah. Don’t worry!” Bambam ruffled her hair, seeing that his girlfriend is pouting.

“Okay... I’ll call you when after I have finished with whatever they wanted me to help with,” said Nara as both of them stood up.

Bambam called the other members, informing them that Nara would be leaving. The members would give Nara a side hug except for Jackson who preferred a big warm hug, causing Bambam to whine and Jackson would always reply with a "Nara and I are best friends. Stop being a jealous boyfriend.”

Nara stopped in front of the entrance of the set, causing Bambam to frown in confusion.

“Babe, why-

“Bamie, you don’t have to walk me out of the building. You should stay here.”

“But-

“Bam, I don’t want to make this more difficult,” muttered Nara as she took a step forward, towards Bambam as their faces were just inches away fro each other.

Bambam understood what Nara meant as he just quietly nodded, his eyes looking elsewhere.

Nara took this chance to give a quick peck on his lips, before engulfing him into a tight hug. 

She could feel his arms wrapping around her waist.

“I love you,” Bambam whispered and Nara can’t help but let out a small smile as she pulled away from.

“Call me if you have reached the airport and when you arrived in Virginia.” informed Bambam, his eyes locked with Nara’s as she nodded with a smile.

“Okay, baby! I will! I’ll go now! Good luck with your new comeback, Bam! I’ll watch the music video as soon as they released it!” waved Nara as she slightly yelled towards him since she was a few steps away from each other.

“You better!” yelled Bambam, seeing his girlfriend was further away.

Nara somehow stopped at her track, as she turned her heels back towards Bambam, seeing him with confused eyes.

“Bamie, I love you too!” Nara yelled as she waved to him one last time before exiting her way out towards the staircase.

Bambam blinked in confusion as he finally realized that Nara heard him whisper the 3 words that he had no courage to say out loud when he was hugging her.

He smiled shyly while shaking his head before entering the set then to be greeted by the other members by teasing him of what they heard the couple had said to each other.

“Bam!” 

The 7 of the members looked towards the voice to see Nara, this time she was holding onto a paper bag, as she ran towards Bambam.

“I nearly forget about this. Here! This is my gift to you! I’ll call you later! - Bye, everyone!” Nara handed the bag towards Bambam as he quickly took it, seeing she was in a rush.

They watch the girl exited the set in a dash before they could even wave their goodbyes.

Bambam looked into the bag as his eyes widen to see a few familiar high-end brand clothes.

“Let me—

“No! Nara bought it for me!” Bambam cuts off Jackson as he looked betrayed and both of them continued to argue for the rest of the day.

masterlist : Got7 Bodyguard Au

[djmariutza]

SKULLGIRLS: MIDNIGHT'S STORY "WHILE MY GUITAR GENTLY WEEPS"

PART 24

Midnight's POV

"Eyyy! Hello, ladies! Nice party ya got 'ere. Say, why didn't ya invited us?" I said trying to distract them while Nadia, Bella, Squigly and Filia were infiltrating the Cathedral silently.

Also we had some backup: Big Band, Peacock and Beowulf were searching the area to find the Skullgirl. Heh, you should have seen Bella's face when I managed to convince the wrestler to join us.

"How did you find me?!" Eliza shouted.

"It was pretty obvious..." Dagron said calmly. "You want to kill the Skullgirl so you can use the Skull Heart to destroy this world. That's why you are here."

"And that's why we are here, too! We won't let that happen!" I threatened.

I looked quickly at the other woman. She had blue hair, huge racks and a nurse outfit. Perfect! I found Carol's kidnapper. That means Carol is here too.

I felt like I hit two birds with one stone.

"... We'll talk. Later..." I also threatened the bluette.

"You wish." she replied with a mocking tone.

"Let's see if you have learned something from our previous encounters..." Eliza said, then she hit the ground with her weapon.

"Rise, my servants!" I heard Sekhmet's voice coming from Eliza's body.

A lot of blood tendrils came from under the floor. They made a few circles in air, then they flew around me. Finally the tendrils stopped a few meters away, in front of me, and they transformed into the same creatures I killed earlier to save Filia and Squigly.

I swore silently.

"Oh, for the love of Venus..." Dagron whispered growling.

"Soldiers, kill them. I will find the Skullgirl." Eliza and Sekhmet ordered simultaneously.

"You won't get away so easily!" the bluette shouted, then she got up and rushed towards Eliza. One of those creatures got her and it threw the bluette like it was nothing.

"Bullcrap!" I said unintentionally.

The monsters ran towards me. They were twice as big as Big Band. I didn't know if they were stronger than him.

"Now!" I shouted when Eliza's servants were a few steps away. The others came out from the shadows and together we circled the monsters.

We attacked the creatures at once. I didn't pay attention to the rest of my crew while the battle was heating up. I was too concentrated.

I killed one monster. After a few seconds another two were down. The next four were ashes. I stabbed another one.

After a while the bluette joined us after she recovered a bit.

The fight continued for a few long minutes that felt like an eternity. I lost the count of my victims. They were way too many.

Suddenly my attention was elsewhere for a second... I didn't saw Filia in the attack. Although I was freaking out for a moment, I fought even harder. Slowly, but surely I approached Bella while I was killing the monsters.

"Where's Filia?" I asked her when I was close enough. Still fighting, of course.

"I'm not very sure." the answer came. "Filia told me that she saw, uh... Carol, I think, then she ran there, I believe..." Bella pointed at the stairs that lead to the catacombs.

"I hope she's alright..."

"Me too. We need more help here. I can't fight for any longer..."

Something caught Bella's eyes. She looked in her right. I looked in the same direction.

We saw Squigly laying down.

"SQUIGLY!!!" I shouted panicked.

'Please don't die...' I said for myself.

I ran towards her. Bella was following me. When we were a few steps away from Squigly, a blood monster cut off our way. It started to roar at us. It was the most horrifying roar I ever heard.

"Just perfect..." Bella murmured annoyed.

I was ready to attack it when I saw Big Band rushing in with his brass knuckles out hitting the creature.

"TUBATUBATUBATUBATUBATUBA... TUUBBAAAAA!"

Big Band's last hit hit hard the monster, killing it for good. Squigly was getting up slowly.

"I'll assist the others! Take your time, ladies!" Big Band said, then he left.

Bella and I went to Squigly to help her out. I saw blood dripping from Squigly's nose. Her dress had a small cut on her right hip.

"Easy, Squigly..." I said.

"Are you hurt badly?" Bella asked.

"...Not really, but it still hurts." her answer came.

"Thank you for helping us." Leviathan said, his voice low.

"Can you still fight?" I asked worried.

"I'm not very sure, but I think we can..."

"You don't have to if you can't." I interrupted her.

"But we still want to help you." Leviathan said. "Those monsters must perish!"

"He's right..." Squigly agreed with him. Suddenly she put her left arm on her right hip. "... Ow!"

"My lady!"

"I'm okay." Squigly assured him. "It burns, but it's not so bad."

"But you can't fight like that! The monster hit ya good!" Bella said.

"She's right." I confirmed. "But if you want to help us, go in the catacombs and check if Filia is there. Those creeps are too big to enter the catacombs' hallways."

"We didn't saw her in the fight." Bella continued.

"And I'm worried about her. I hope she's okay..."

Squigly sighed. "... Fine. We'll do our best to bring her back safely."

"We count on you, Squigly. Good luck and be careful!" I said. Squigly nodded, then she left us silently.

"Can you still fight?" I asked Bella.

"I hope so. What about you?"

"I still can. Shall we join the heat of the battle?"

Bella nodded, then we joined the others, fighting side to side. In the meantime Peacock and Beowulf also joined the fight. Peacock was bombarding the monsters with 8-pool-ball-like bombs while Beowulf was hitting them with his chair.

"Anyway, since when do you know Beowulf?" she asked after a while.

"I know him since I was little. I mean right before I have met Filia and Carol. My aunt knew that I was a fan and every time she was leaving for more than two days he came in Maplecrest or my aunt brought me to NMO Arena. Heh... He used to call me 'wulf cub' or 'little wulf'. Why do you ask?"

"I... I'm also a fan... I participated in a wrestling match to celebrate his come back."

"Neat! You fight pretty good! Really!"

"Thanks, M! You fight pretty good, too!"

"Thanks!"

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After ten or fifteen infernal minutes the fight was over. The floor was covered in blood that was almost reaching my ankles. All of us were breathing heavily and sweating. We had a lot of bruises. Mine didn't hurt much.

Also the blue-haired nurse vanished without a trace.

"Are you guys alright?" I asked loudly.

Everyone nodded.

Squigly still didn't came. I started to worry.

"Alright. Rest for now. I'll go to the catacombs to see if Squigly is alright."

"I'll come, too." Dagron said.

"Alrighty."

"Don't worry 'bout us, kiddo." Big Band assured me. "We'll wait here, then we'll go to the Lab. It was repaired in the meantime."

"Watch yo six, kid!" Peacock said.

"Will do, P. Will do."

After Dagron was on my shoulders, I went into the catacombs. The hallway was narrow and a bit dark. It was a few centimeters higher than me.

"Squigly! Filia!"

"Leviathan! Samson!!"

"Carol!!"

Nothing yet. We only heard our echoes.

"Goddess, I hope they're alright."

"Don't worry, kid, we'll find 'em."

After I made another few steps I heard someone shouting. The shout was a bit faded, but understandable.

"... Miss Heartmay!... Miss Heartmay!..."

It was Squigly.

"Hang in there, Sienna! We're coming!"

[0dayvulnerability]

🦊 || Finally made a bio page for Shea! Now I just need to do Leith and the twins and that’ll be all the alters I know of thus far. I also need to edit/finish some of the others. But eyyy, I’ve done some stuff on my blog finally. Two replies in two days and a bio!!