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taco-bell-mitchy · 3 years ago

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I Don’t Like You

Rindou x F!Reader

-Someone likes you, but they’d jump out a window before they admit it. Literally.

Warnings: cussing, annoying Ran, minor violence (?)

School confessions were always so awkward. Especially when greeted with rejection. So Rindou Haitani was writing his, he cringed. ��He simply couldn’t keep these feelings in any longer. He also didn’t know how to express his feelings very well. So what was he supposed to do? Just tell you he likes you? It’s not like you would even believe it. Which he doesn’t blame you for. As Rin seems to have a resting bitch face.

Anything he tells you, you either take it the wrong way because of his face, or he says it wrong because of his well…face. His tone can be quite monotone as well which doesn’t help. So when you change you hair style one day and he stares at you, you automatically never do it again as you think he’s disgusted at it. Or when he ask, “Is that a new shirt?” With a plain face and bored eyes you assume he also doesn’t think it’s very cute. So even if he did try to confess in person, you’d probably think he’s playing a sick joke.

Crumpling up another letter he became infuriated. He just can’t seem to get his feelings right. His cheeks are burning red as he’s writing all of them. Ran see his brothers irritability but leaves him alone for a while, until he can’t get over the annoyed yelling.

“Okay what’s wrong?” Ran asked leaning on the door frame, “Nothing.” Rindou’s irritability was visible even more in his voice. Ran looked around the room at crumpled papers and smirked while picking one up.

“Dear y/n, I know I’m not the best at expressing myself but I’m truly in love with you-”

“STOP IN RAN!!!” Rindou screamed at brother like a toddler asking for a cookie. Rindou’s face had furrowed brows but his scarlet cheeks told another story. “My little brother is writing a love letter~” Rindou looked away, “Shut up, I’m trying my best.” Ran sighed with a smile while crouching down next to his brother. “Your big brother is to the rescue. We’ll write the best love letter ever.” Rindou shook him away, “I don’t need your help Ran. Besides I’m not gonna even wrote it anymore I’m done.” Ran shrugged while walking out his room, “Well, a bit of advice still, just write what you want her to know, how you actually feel. Goodnight~”

The next morning Rindou shoved his school supplies and folders into his bag once more and ran to school. He was sleep deprived from all the writing he had done. Only in the end deciding not to even give it to her. He got to school eventually and eased into the day.

Today I got to school early. Unlike most days. I walked into the classroom sitting in my assigned seat. Looking beside me towards the window where Rindou Haitani usually sat earlier than me. I was a bit relieved he wasn’t here today. Though, yes he was easy on eyes, every single day and second he seemed to want to murder me.

He would ask if my clothing was new with such a bored face as if he were judging me for my choice. Or I would change my hair style for a hair and I’d watch him stare into my heart and soul the whole day. Sometimes when I’m laughing with friends, later in the day they’d tell he was glaring daggers at them too. It always seemed like no matter what I did it didn’t impress him. It didn’t bother me at first but now I just wonder why he hates me.

That’s when he walked in. Messy hair and wide eyes. It’s the most expression I’ve ever seen him have. I looked down to hide my face. I admit, my feelings towards him were…complicated. The reason I wondered he hated me was because I felt anything but hate towards him. When he wasn’t looking at me, he seemed so peaceful. On my way home I’d see him laughing with his brother and being a normal guy. Though he was a delinquent he still was charming. Yet he hates me.

I was pulled out of my thinking at a second loud voice. Ran Haitani. Huh? He wasn’t in this class. The first Haitani brother, well I see him as second, was never here. So it’s odd for him to be loudly yelling to his younger brother. “Aye Rindou!! I think you accidentally packed something of mine. Can I check?” Rindou looked over to him and sighed, “Whatever.” Ran’s smile seemed to lighten.

He rummaged through Rin’s backpack. Finally pulling out a sheet of paper. It seemed to be folded and messy. Ran yelled a quiet ‘yah’ and unfolded it. He looked over at me and since I was already staring at him we made eye contact. “Y/n! This is for you!” Rindou looked up at what he was holding and as I went to reach it Rindou grabbed it.

“Stop it! Don’t fucking touch things that aren’t yours.” I pulled my hand back at his harsh tone. Ran frowned, “Stop being a pussy Rin, just give it up-” Rin held the paper tighter. “It’s none of your business Ran leave me alone. And you,” he pointed towards me, “Dont listen to him he’s an annoying fuck who doesn’t know anything.” I felt awkward especially with the disgust in his eyes. At least it always felt like disgust when he stared at me. Ran grabbed the paper again but Rin struggled leaving Ran pushing Rindou against the open window.

Ran stared Rindou hard in the eyes, “I won’t let go of this.”

“I know”

“I wish push you out this window if you really want it to not be seen.”

Rindou felt his heart race is frustration, “Do it. I won’t change my mind.” And not to Rindou’s surprise. He actually did. The few students rushed to window, we were only on the second story, but it was still sure to hurt. I, too, rushed to the window. And I saw Rindou’s face as he stared up at us while laying in the bushes. I laughed as he mouthed a ‘fuck you’ to his brother. Who simply laughed and flipped him off.

I hurried down to him, even if he rejected me now, or looked at me with disgusted eyes, or if cussed me out. I’d go to him this time with no regrets. So as I rushed down to my luck I still see him there. Now he’s sitting upright brushing leaves off him with a pained expression. I walk over to him crouching down. He looked up at me with the same cold eyes. I smiled at him offering a hand.

“Hey. You okay?” He stood up gripping my hand softly, “Yeah sorry about earlier, Ran can be a lot.” I nodded it became silent between us I stared down. We still held hands. He was about to let go but I pulled harder, “Wait! I have to tell you something.” His eyes peeked in interest. “Yes?” I let go of his hand and held my own. Breathing in I finally said, “I know you aren’t quite fond of me but I hope you at least get to know me better because I like you. I think if you get to know me better it’ll be easier to like me right? I mean I understand if you like someone else or even if you’re dating someone then sorry! But I can’t keep this in forever-” I stopped talking at his bubbly laughter

“You sure do talk a lot, yeah?” I laughed a little too at that. I stopped when I felt him reach to intertwine our fingers. “Yeah, I guess you’re okay or whatever.” I looked up at him and smiled, “Thats cool or whatever.” I say mocking him. He smiled wider and looked towards the school door. “I guess we should be getting to class right now, come on let’s go.” I followed with our hands still intertwined. The paper in his other hand.

“What is that by the way?” Rindou’s face went red, “haha nothing…” I nodded and put aside my curiosity. He looked down at me and we made eye contact, “Let’s go when thing straight though, I definitely don’t like you.” I rolled my eyes, “Yeah okay Rindou, you definitely don’t like me.”

But you both knew. He definitely did like you.

Bonus:

“Y/n did he give you the letter!” Ran yelled excitingly towards me. I stared at him in confusion. “What?”

“I saw you two walking while holding hands so he gave the letter right?” I shook my head, “No, I was the one that confessed. I didn’t even know he had a letter.” Ran smirked with mischief. “I thought that might happen so i saved an old copy.” He gave me a wink and handed me the letter.

I read the letter which read,

“Dear Y/n,

I’ve liked you for a while now. No, loved you. I hope that doesn’t sound to bold but it’s the truth. I wish you could see the way I stare at you with so much love, but apparently most people don’t see it as love but more of disgust or ill intent. Still, it is love. I’ve always been afraid to admit it to you because I don’t want you to reject me. Now I hope you can really tell my true feelings. I want to hold your hands and kiss your face and have you in many vulnerable ways. Is this to straightforward? Ah I don’t know, it’s hard to write this and as I am I’m very confused. I hope one day you’ll just be able to see how much I love you. With my touch and stares. So please accept my confession.

Sincerely,

Rindou Haitani”

I smiled with my eyes a bit watery at how cheesy it was. “Wow Ran. We gotta make fun of him for this forever yeah?” Ran laughed loud. “oh I definitely like you!”

I think we’ll all get along fine. Oh and I was definitely gonna tease Rin.

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descendantofthesparrow · 4 years ago

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Protective v.2 - Harry Hook x reader - oneshot rewrite

rewrite of one of my first oneshots! Protective! which was a request back when i was taking them! i just wanted to update the writing and plot a bit lol. i dont remember who originally requested it, i think it was an anon request otherwise i would @/ them!

You stared down at the plus sign on the little pink stick in your hands, you had taken the test three sperate times, only for it to be positive each time.

You were pregnant.

With Harry Hooks baby.

How did you know to check if you were? It had been three months since your last period, and you had not been feeling the best for the last two.

Throwing up each day, motion sickness, and then unable to eat at times, then get the oddest cravings only minutes later.

Uma told you there was only one option.

And there it was, staring right back at you, pregnancy.

How were you going to tell Harry…

How were you going to tell Mal?

She hated Uma and Harry, there's no way in hell she would approve of you and harry together, that’s the whole reason you never told her about your meetups in the seven months you had been seeing harry.

You were glad that Mal never got the inkling to walk over to Uma's territory and see you and Harry together.

Evie might be happy for you but with one word from Mal she would turn, and you didn’t want to lose any of them, but you didn’t want to lose Harry and Uma either.

Harry had saved you at a dark time in your life, and Uma had taken you in even though you were apart of Mal's crew, the two-no them and their crew had become a second family to you.

If Mal refused you simply because you had been flirting with the “enemy” you would gladly throw down her flag to raise Uma's.

But you still at least wanted to tell your friends about your accidental pregnancy before they left for Auradon, which was within the hour.

“hey guys?” the four vks stopped, looking over at you and raising their brow “I need to talk to you before you leave”

“Okay, shoot” Mal hummed, tossing her sketchbook in her backpack and leaning against the wall. Claros and Evie stopping in their little card game and giving you their full attention, Jay sighing and nodding to you.

“um-im pre-“ “MAL!” Mal jumped at her mother's shrill voice echoing through the room, leaning over to look at her mother looking into the room “get your butt over here, the limo is here!” “you said it wouldn’t be here till 11!” Mal yelled back, Maleficent just pointed over at the wall clock, the five of you hurrying to look.

It read 11:01 am.

“shit” Mal cursed, grabbing her bags and running out of the room, the rest of the vks quickly packing up their things and following after Mal, Evie quickly grabbing your arm and tugging you along.

You tried to get a word in but by the time you caught your breath, everyone but Mal was already loaded into the van.

“mal?” you whispered, stiffening as Mal smirked and patted your arm.

“you can tell us when we get back kay? Oh, and stay away from the docks, Hooks been eyeing you up and I don’t trust him or Uma as far as I can throw them.”

You couldn’t get out a word, your brain shorting out “i-I okay” you muttered, watching mal nod and hop into the limo, feeling your nails dig into the palm of your hand as you watched your friends drive away.

Hours later you sat in Uma’s room, watching Uma stare down at the positive test in her hands, your leg bouncing as you waited for her reaction. She looked up at you and smiled.

“congrats girl, now how you telling Harry?”

You sighed in relief at her calm demeanor and shrugged “I have no clue how i’m going to tell him, i’m-i’m not scared of it, but I don’t know how he’ll react, I mean, he’s never shown any interest in kids other than the twins and-I really don’t know if he’ll react…positively to this?”

“well you have to tell him at some point (y/n), it's his kid too”

“I know I know….I just don’t know how to tell Harry im-“

“tell meh wha?” you squealed and spun around, seeing Harry in the doorway, brows raised in confusion “sorry love, but Uma, yer mom is lookin fer yeh”

Uma groaned and stood from her bed, pushing past harry and nodding at you “tell him” Harry gave her an odd look and walked over to you, taking your hands and pressing his lips to the back of your hand.

“what do yeh need ta tell meh lass?”

“um-i-“ you stuttered, eyes moving about the room, avoiding his gaze. The grip on your hands tightened before they released, moving to your shoulders.

“are yeh okay?” Harry murmured, worry buried in his tone, “yer kinda scarin’ meh?”

“i’m-i’m” you took a deep breath, taking Harrys hands and placing them on your stomach “i’m pregnant”

Harry entire body stopped, eyes locked on your intertwined hands placed on your stomach “harry” you whispered, feeling bile rise in your throat and the anxiety grow the longer he stared at you “um-are you….is this okay?”

“im gon’a be a da’” Harry finally whispered, tears trailing down his cheeks as a smile broke out on his face, he looked up at you, his eyes shining with joy “im gonn’a be a da!” he picked you up by the waist, spinning you around as he laughed and continued to repeat the phrase “im gonn’a be a da!”

You broke free from your trance and started to laugh with him, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning back in his arms, stumbling a bit as he set you on your feet and pulled you into his chest. “ill be the best da’d I ca’n be on this dumpster fire of an island I swear” harry muttered into your neck, you hummed and tightened your grip around his shoulders.

“well we might not have to raise them here” Harry pulled back, raising his brow “Mal and the others went to Auradon today, and they’re going to get the wand and free us all” a grin spread on Harry's face, his eyes brightening.

“yes!” he picked you up again and held you tightly, you giggled, wrapping your legs around his waist “we can get a house by the shore! An’ well get our own ship to travel the world an-“ you laughed and pressed your finger to his lips, silencing him.

“why don’t we take this one step at a time okay?” Harry pouted, but nodded, setting you down on your feet again and grabbing your hand.

“fine, let's go get yeh some food okay?” he lead you out of Uma’s room and towards the chip shop.

“okay~” you sang, feeling the weight on your shoulders fall as you mentally reaffirmed yourself that Harry was happy to be a dad, and wouldn’t be leaving you.

You stared at the tv in the chip shop, watching in horror as your…friends, betrayed you, choosing to stay in Auradon and be good.

They…..they weren’t going to come back….you knew it….some might say it was too early to tell, some might say they were playing the long con.

But you knew Mal, you knew Evie, Jay, Carlos….they were truly choosing good, and were leaving you behind.

The world around you blurred, Harry's feral cursing and growing fading into the background, you feebly reached out, fingers brushing against his jacket.

“(y/-(y/n)!” he called out to you, his hands wrapping around your head and waist as you fell out of your chair and crumbled to the floor.

The sound of something being hit woke you from your impromptu sleep, Harry's quiet cursing in the background.

You cracked your eyes open, surveying the room, seeing that you were in Harry's room, buried in his sheets while he paced around the room, hands buried in his hair and muttering to himself.

“gakit cunts, tell Uma n’ I that she's theirs then jus’ leave her” he cursed, stamping his foot as he spun on his heel, his bright blue eyes locked with yours, widening and bolting over to you, crashing on his knees to kneel next to you “love are yeh okay?!” “i’m fine” you sighed, slowly sitting up and sitting against Harry's pillows “just….shocked you know?”

“aye…i’m so sorry (y/n)….” He pressed his hand to your stomach, shoulders slumping “we won't be able ta raise them in the open world like we wanted”

“as long as i’m with you harry, it doesn’t matter” you comforted, pressing your hand to his cheek and rubbing it with your thumb. He gave a soft smile and leaned up to press a soft kiss to your cheek.

“I feel the same” he smiled, standing and climbing onto the bed next to you, pulling your head to his shoulder and letting you relax against him “ye need ta be more careful from now on okay? We can't ‘ave more spills like that”

You snorted, closing your eyes and rubbing your cheek against his chest “you say that yet everyday you half risk your life for the stupidest shit”

Harry rolled his eyes, kissing the top of your head and closing his eyes “whatever” he mumbled.

You gently smacked his thigh and maneuvered to rest in the crook of his body, pulling the blanket over the two of you and sighing, ready for a nap.

Uma entered the room thirty minutes later, looking for harry, stopping as she saw you and Harry wrapped up in each other's embrace, your face buried in his neck and head resting on his shoulder.

One of Harry's arms completely wrapped around your waist protectively, the other arm resting beneath your head and hand covering his eyes as he slept silently.

Uma sighed and smiled, stepping out of the room quietly and closing the door behind her “I’ll get Gil to do it” she muttered, walking back up to the main deck.

After 7 and a half months and an exhausting 72 hours in labor, you had finally delivered your month and a half early baby. “hi” you whispered, a tired grin spreading across your face as Desiree handed the screaming babe to you “you came a little early hun” you cooed, feeling fresh happy tears prick at your eyes as the small hand of your newborn wrapped around your finger, her eyes cracked open the slightest bit, Harry's bright blue irises staring at you for a moment before they closed.

“Harry” you laughed, not taking your eyes off the babe as he slowly leaned up from his crouched position by your side and looked at the swaddle of red and pink in your arms “she has your eyes”

“really?” Harry whispered in wonder, reaching out to touch the baby's pudgy cheek gently, gasping as she let out a small whine and released your finger to grab his “i-iahhghghg” Harry fell back on his knees, his eyes shining with tears “she's perfect” he whined, voice wavering.

You giggled and shifted to maneuver the baby into Harry's arms, he sputtered for a moment before he took her comfortably in his arms, the babes head resting on his arm safely. “oh” he whispered, unable to look away from the little girl in his arms….his little girl “she's amazin’ love” he sniffed, biting his lip.

You smiled, snuggling down into the sweaty pillows and contently watching Harry hold your brand new baby girl in his arms, looking down at her with the softest look.

“what-what are we naming ‘er?” Harry whispered, gasping as the babe let out a little burp and snuggled into his arms, tiny hand grasping onto his shirt.

“what about the names we discussed” you mumbled, feeling sleep weighing down on your eyes.

“….Emma? but I thought yeh wanted the name ta be Arella if it was a girl?” Harry asked, carefully standing and sliding onto the bed.

“why not both,” you asked, resting your cheek against his arm, smiling softly at the sleeping baby girl.

“….Emma Arella?....that sounds a bit odd, Arella Emma Hook….I like that?” Harry rambled to himself, staring off into a corner while absentmindedly rocking the babe.

“I like Arella Emma” you sighed, closing your eyes and slowly falling into the comfortable reins of sleep, following your little Arella’s lead.

“Arella Emma Hook” Harry whispered, leaning down and kissing her head “Welcome to the world, my love”

You bounced Arella on your hip as you traveled the back alleys of the Isle to get back to the ship after visiting Dizzy to have her cut your hair. You cooed at Arella and turned a corner, stopping as you locked eyes with a familiar blue-haired “princess”

“(y/n)?” Evie gasped, her hands covering her mouth “you-you’re still-“

“here?” you snapped, glaring at the three-no four teens standing across from you, shock clear on the vks faces, and confusion on the fourth….king ben. “how surprising, but considering you abandoned me, I guess It shouldn’t be” you lifted Arella to your shoulder and started to turn back towards the docks when Evie reached out to grab your shoulders.

“(y/n) wait we never-is that a baby?” Evie stopped mid-sentence, staring right back at Arella, who was glaring back at her, her bright ocean blue eyes flashing.

“yes, and she's the reason I needed to talk to you before you left” you muttered, smirking at the look on Evie's face. “oh? Did I forget to mention? Oh, wait! I just never got the chance since well, you never came back like you promised” you spat, stepping away from Evie as she tried to reach out to you again. “(y/n)” Evie started, her brown eyes dark with tension “whos the father? Did you say yes?”

“how-how dare you?!” you screamed, taking several steps back from the vks, tightening your grip on Arella, “you think she's a rape baby?! I-I” you sputtered, feeling your face heat up the longer you looked at the traitors “and for your information the father is-“ “Step away from them, now” the deep growling voice of your boyfriend seeped in from the shadows behind you, hand gently curling on your shoulder and guiding you behind him as he stepped up, drawing his sword, guarding you against your old “friends”

Jay glared at the pirate, attempting to rush him and grab your arm to get you away from what he thought was the enemy. Harry snarled, slashing down at his arm, making jay leap back, yelping as harry slashed to the side with his sword “what did I tell yeh Jay, stay away from my girl”

“yo-your girl?!” Jay sputtered, eyes leaping between you and Harry “but-she-“ he shook his head “there's no way that kids yours Hook! (y/n) couldn’t have possibly gotten pregnant AND given birth within six months!”

You grabbed Harry's shoulder as his entire body tensed, shaking your head as he turned to you with confused eyes, you handed the squirming Arella to him, who immediately latched onto his neck and snuggled into him.

“look” you sighed, crossing your arms and cocking your hip “me and Harry were together before you left, and I was three months pregnant the day you left, I was trying to tell you about it but you left before I could tell you and then you never came back, I really didn’t have a choice” you sighed, shrugging your shoulders “I never told you before that because I knew Mal would throw me to the streets to fend for myself, and not one of you would have said a thing”

The three vks looked at each other, shame clear in their expressions, Evie tried to speak up again but you silenced her with the waved of your hand “don’t bother, nothing you say will make it better” you turned around, grabbing Harrys now free hand and leading him away.

Ben watched the two teen parents walk away from him, frowning as the vks shook their head and continued onto their hideout. They-they were just going to leave it at that? They defiantly knew who she was, and expressed worry for her but….they were just going to move on? Not even ask him if she could come to Auradon…in the six months, not once had they mentioned her…

Ben looked back to where the red-coated pirate and (y/n) had once stood….as soon as he got back to Auradon, the next round of vks would finally be coming to Auradon.

Starting with Harry, (y/n) and their baby.

-end-

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olde-scratch · 4 years ago

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So I watched LUCIDS 1-4 without any prior knowledge...

and here were my thoughts. I didn’t watch any backstory or anything so enjoy my suffering.

PART 1

“So what happens when the people inside of their dreams go to sleep?” They die

“What happens when we wake up? Do they go on living while we’re not there?” THEY DIE-

“Who are they anyway?” they’re faces that our brain catalogs and stores for later use, although it’s also arguable that every time we dream we go to an alternate reality and inhabit the body of another version of ourselves. Now, were you in a car accident and trapped underwater or-

Are they twins?

(Me tuning out to do something)

“-the squirrel in spongebob was your soulmate, making you a Sandy simp-”

Me, snapping back to the video: hold up-

[missed the part about the worksheet, realized it when i rewatched 10 mins later to make this post]

yall speakin gibberish idk what youre saying-

“I’m gonna go to bed.” bro it literally looks like morning-

“You should get some sleep you look terrible.” i get six hours of sleep a night minimum and i look worse than him shut up bro-

“jump into someone else’s dream” ah i know this con-

why they all got the same face-

haha funni meme

“--an interruptiion can create feedback and tear them apart.” Death. I long for thee.

Is that Karl Jacob’s jacket?

“a second grader” makes me think this is a different school system. [i was wrong? i think?]

“[get him to] eat your apple”

[in the dream sequence] weird dream, but ive had weirder. now, Why Pamper’s-

why does he suddenly have a knife-

“You put a filter on the Dreamscape feed?”

“Technically, you are seven years old.”

???????????

the second hand embarrassment is UGGGHHH

[reading the description] you mean like the guy who was knocked out for 2 minutes on a football field and woke to find he’d dreamt 17 years of his life? oh this shall be Fun

PART 2

[I check the description] “jasper cult” what the fu-

how many camp camp references can i make during this

Is the apple a reference to religion or does the creator just really ilke apples?

“meal.”

“meal?”

meal????

Wait why couldn’t that guy eat the apple? If he wanted it in the fruit bowl, wouldn’t there be a chance of the guy eating it anyways?? Why can’t the guy who brought the apple eat it?

well he’s Dead

[debating if I should read the backstory}

n a h h h h h -

Was he gonna feed the dead guy the apple or something? Why is he upset about the apple in this scene???

oooo the grownups are fightinnnngggg

Is he an antagonist?

HE WROTE A BOOK???

oh now i want food

ESTABLISH JUSTICE ENSURE DOMESTIC TRANQUILITYYYYYYYYYYYYY

“I watched all those aforementioned shows” what shows did i miss something what-

man why you gotta hate on her jane austen fanfic let her live bro

string theory! i can get behind that! sorta-

o no he found the memes-

BOY GOT KNOCKED OUT-

kim there’s people that are dying-

is SHE an antagonist?

quinn? calling himself jasper? u sure hes not just nonbinary? is this just a metaphor for transphobic parenting?

“He died... but somewhere, he grew up.” So is your plan to take a Quinn from a different universe and make him your own, thereby robbing another version of yourself from happiness? When does this ever go well?

Yknow most people, when they lose a kid,,,, kinda,,,,,,, dont go on a ceaseless quest to find another version of their kid that grew up without knowing that another version of his mother was invading other peoples’ dreams to find and kidnap him,,,,,,,, like aint u got a therapist-

“Once you get past the point of not knowing what’s real anymore, you realize it doesn’t matter.” Well, I Got Called Out-

PART 3

“you’re real, oliver.”

aRe yOu sUrE aBoUt tHaT-

“you’ve been infected by the anti-love parasite of Mandadon” the amatonormativity is strong

so anyways ive been infected since birth hbu-

“James Jasperson, creator of Japple” did you mean to Fancy Well-Educated Man in a Black Turtleneck? cause the only FWEMBT i allow near me is prof. hidgens

“are you winning?” says the capitalist

why did you rewind to see his face?? you have the same face????? is this just bc the creator doesnt like working with other people cause in that case same but???????

“it’s a bad idea. i’m not gonna do it.” we’ve all been there. and we’ve all done it.

looks like me trying to study. (i say, a person who has studied a total of five minutes throughout their entire life.)

your “Spartan trial” looks like a bunch of guys standing on a hill pretending to be something they’re not. Let The Man Bring His Snacks.

eat the apple.

is this your first existential crisis or something what a loser lets all point and laugh

“One of you should be spared, the other shall’nt.” did you mean shant or was that a choice-

yall gonna get called out for talking shut UP

“sorry if this is too personal, btw. are you okay?”

me, confused and half understanding what’s going on and also needing to sleep cause its almost one in the morning but wanting to finish what i can find of lucids which i only starting watching cause i saw an animatic of ranboo and dream w audio from it: i don’t know anymore

“i just want my life back... i was gonna get married-” AREN’T YOU LIKE SEVEN-

ay man if this is a sacrificial cult yall gotta get daniel-

UPDATE: I H A V E N O T F O U N D I T -

“oliver”

I F O U N D I T -

WHICH ONE IS QUINN?? WHO’S JASPER???? WHICH ONE IS BENJAMIN???? I THOUGH BENJAMIN WAS SEVEN BUT I THOUGHT HE WAS THE ONE GETTING MARRIED WHAT-

oliver. eat the apple.

“Can you still have memories even when you’re dreaming?” One time I woke up to my alarm and fell back asleep and in my dream I remembered that I had class in a few minutes and my dream self woke my real self up so fast I thought I was gonna get whiplash. Anyways, I was late to class bc of my computer but that doesn’t matter.

NOPE I FOUND IT. HERE’S THE AUDIO. THE ANIMATIC ONE. FINALLY.

im thinking car crash. but also maybe murder. but also maybe both? is it raining or was he drowning? is he in a coma? hmmmmmm?

wait olivers the one with the apple does that mean he’s the one dreaming? is the ending gonna be him and jasper (quinn? idk) fighting against ben and mrs hills about jasper eating the apple to save oliver from the dream? hmmmmmmmmmm-

waitwaitwait i thought oliver was 7 how is benjamin 7 years younger than him if they look the same age what what what explain america explain what you mean arkansaw-

are the cuts on his nose plot-relevant or

“What if you hadn’t been driving?” So I was right about the car accident but Mrs. Hills still said he was seven so did i mishear her say that BENJAMIN was seven? but even then oliver would be 14 and that would still be illegal-

“How are you feeling?”

“Like you’re a pretty bad therapist.”

mood

“--it makes it all bearable to have power over the stories we write in our heads” that’s why i write fanfiction

HE’S GOT THE NOTEBOOK HE’S GONNA WRITE SOMETHING ONE OF US ONE OF US ONE OF US

WHAT YOU MEAN AN EXPERIMENT THAT’S HIS NAME-

[upon reading the description] so i was right.

wait was that supposed to be the twist in part 2 about the apple in his pocket is that what the existential crisis was about i thought it was because he was introduced to the multiple worlds theory-

PART 4

wait wasnt the other one january 2018 why we going back to 2017-

appol

“--the future and the past all already exist” mhm yep figured this out long ago

there was simultaneously a point in time in which i hadn’t known about this, had been looking it up, had been watching it, and had been writing an ending to this post, and had been posting it the next morning before class. that time is both now and not now. Welcome To The Multiverse Theory or whatever its called-

“--my favorite scene of the movie is waking up next to you.” Mine is eating fast food as I listen to AJJ and play Minecraft. We are not the same.

Now I’m hungry but it’s 1 in the morning and i already put my retainer in god fu-

[reading description] what do you mean previously??? she did that in the first episode????????

[still on description] WHAT DO YOU MEAN WILL QUINN BITE THE APPLE AND GO TO BENJAMINS REALITY ISNT THIS OLIVERS REALITY AND HE HAS TO GET BEN TO BITE THE APPLE WHY IS APPLE CAPITALIZED IS THIS THE DOING OF THE FWEMBT

i should have watched the backstory i should have watched the backstory i should have watched the backstory i should have wa-

[description] oh ive been spelling quinn right the whole time nice

i hope she rejects you /j

WAIT BENJAMIN WAS THE ONE GETTING MARRIED TO ISABELLE

ISNT HE IN SECOND GRADE-

HE IS SEVEN YEARS OLD HOW IS HE GETTING MARRIED ARE THERE TWO BENJAMINS THAT WE’RE FOCUSING ON-

bro get out of the road ull get hit

how do you knOW WHICH ONE IS QUINN THEY ARE THE SAME PERSON-

wait

hills wants ben to feed quinn the apple bc in his mind, that will give hills and quinn a happy ending and she doesnt want ben to see the apple bc thats gonna mean ben will know that his reality isnt reality at all. so then oliver has to,,,, not let anyone eat his apple? he just has to wake up?

IS HILLS THE VILLAIN AFTER ALL ORRRRR

wait but if ben sees the apple wont he realize that his reality is wrong and his reality will change, making it so that hills doesnt get her son? or is there some time-based rule that says they’re only transported to the reality that the person believes at that moment? or is this another stab at the multiverse thing where an infinite amount of hills gets their happy endings while an infinite amount of hills doesnt and etc etc?

i should have watched the ba-

oooo dramatique

they’re in a time loop?

nope thats a new powerpoint

wait so theyre,,,, no-

wait-

nvm-

IS THE BEN WE KNOW AN ADULT GETTING MARRIED TO ISABELLE OR NOT-

“they were actually pretty nice” didnt they throw someone off a cliff-

oh so it got confusing THEN??? NOT BEFORE?????

“it all seemed so real.” is that Not the point of vivid REM sleep hallucinations-

is oliver gonna show ben the apple and ruin hills’ whole operation

WHO ARE ALEX AND RYAN-

“what’s 25-8″ bro dont do this to me-

yep hes gonna show the apple

ayyy the guy who stole karl jacobs jacket it back

the second hand embarrassment is back and I Hate It

all that happens in episode ONE??? bro get some better writers that is bad pacing

“it’s the best!” wait until season eight. no show has a good season eight.

quinn knows about the apple thing w the dreams and multiverse and realities dont he

YOU KILLED HIM

NOT KARL JACOBS NOOOOO HES ALREADY DIED ONCE

oliver is v relatable

wHaT iN tArNaTiOn-

lemme hear that explanaton again-

is bill cipher gonna show up? i hope bill cipher shows up. i miss gravity falls

“ah! a tree! ah! a tree! ah a tree!” moooooooood

did hills murder quinn

is your family the jasper cult

TOXXIICCCCCC get that lady out of your life quinn that is so toxic

“ ah! a tree! ah! a tree! ah a tree! ah! a tree! ah! a tree! ah a tree!” mooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood

WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT’S THE END NO WHAT WHY NO

The Adventures of Benjamin and Oliver

he is Not Good

ope-

wait so ben is equal parts an adult AND a child?? okay that clears a lot up

I MEAN HE WAS RIGHT THO BEN U CAN’T REALLY ARGUE ON THAT-

ew get off the floor

butterfly effect, multiverse theory, memory decay, and your imagination ALL exist yall gonna ignore that cause you wanna be famous?

“We already know what the future looks like!”

aRe yOu sUrE aBoUt tHaT-

to add to the list of bad things: Cats (2019)

YA BOI THINKS IT’S NOT ALREADY FIFTY YEARS TOO LATE TO START FIGHTING CLIMATE CHANGE FFFFF

BINGO BABYYYY

get what what

what mapped-

awwwww he thinks THEY’RE creating the multiverse

you gonna dismiss the multiverse theory bc of something you created in your current reality? loooserrrrrr

ABUSE YOUR GODLIKE POWERS

she draggin that seven year old

a lot makes sense now why didnt i do this first-

Jasper

the food shortages-

bro that calculators like 90 bucks at walmart

imagine meeting a stranger and they know Everything about your life like that’s gotta be so weird

what’s even weirder is them telling you you’re the deity of a cult that sacrifices animals

THAT FOURTH WALL BREAK WAS-

KARL JACOBS IS DEAD NOOOOOO

ooohhh there’s context for that

OOOOHHHH THERE’S CONTEXT FOR THIS TOOOO

w h a t -

W H A T -

Conclusion:

it’s 2 in the morning and i need sleep but hOOOOO MY GODS THAT WAS GOOD IS IT OVER OR NOT IDK ANYMORE IM TIRED THAT WAS CRAZY I HOPE QUINN AND JASPER GO ON TO BE VERY GOOD FRIENDS, AND I HOPE BENJAMIN AND OLIVER STAY VERY GOOD FRIENDS AND I HOPE HILLS FINDS A THERAPIST WAS A LITTLE CONFUSING BUT I ENJOYED IT

if i dream about apples im suing /j /lh

#lucids #nicholas podany #there's a metaphor in there somewhere #but im not gonna be the one to find it #i dont think i dreamed about apples #youre safe for now podany #for now #EDIT #I PUT 'something their not'#WRONG THERE #I HAVE NO EXCUSE #IM SORRY

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Will the Bell Ring? Pt. 2

Part 1

(Erik Killmonger x Black!OC)

Word Count: 4.3k

T’Challa has been in town for a few weeks now, no date determined for when he would return to Wakanda, so his time spent in the States mostly meant working at the outreach center, being a liason for international affairs from time to time, and also dating begrudgingly. It is Erik’s doing to try and get T’Challa out there on the prowl again since Nakia seemed not at all pressed to stand by for him.

Even though the outreach center in Oakland is an assignment T’Challa bestowed upon her to satiate her need to help others on Wakanda’s behalf, she found a way to not have to stay in one place, as she habitually tended to do. ��Instead of doing the grunt work, Nakia would take trips to try and spread the word of their goals to other communities to grow their cause exponentially.

Erik was tired of seeing T’Challa mope and wear himself out physically and emotionally, so one night he got him out of the house. Pulling up to T’Challa’s place, Erik honks to let him know he has arrived.

After a few minutes, T’Challa steps out in a brown tunic, pants and sandals trotting to Erik’s car.

“Aye, whoa, hey! The hell you got on man?” Erik leans over talking out of the passenger window.

T’Challa tries the door but it’s locked. “N’Jadaka, I am in my clothes. These cost more than your mortgage payments.” He tries the door again. “Unlock the door!”

Erik shakes his head. “Nah, bump that. You ain’t sittin yo tacky ass in my ride til you change, bruh. I thought you asked for Shuri’s fashion advice before leaving the house man.”

T’Challa bends down, sticking his hand in to search for the unlock button. “You are being ridiculous…”

Erik pushes on the window button on his side watching the window roll up as T’Challa quickly brings his arm out on the safe side.

“N’Jadaka!” T’Challa shouts pounding on the window.

“Aye! Your genetically enhanced ass better not bust my window cuz I know you good for a replacement. Change. Your. Clothes. If you tryna get any play tonight, you better go on back.”

T’Challa spins on his heels back towards his place as Erik pulls out his phone. Work is still hounding him about a presentation he is to give on a new model for the blackbox recording device in Boeing aircrafts. It’s in a couple of days and he still has a lot to finish before going in front of all of those white folk to back it. A text from Kimara pops up on his phone.

Hey, how long are you going to be out for?

Erik checks the time and texts back. I dont know. Shit dont start poppin off tile 12:30 sooo…

Erik, you have your appointment in the morning, remember?

Erik had not remember, thank God for Kimara’s nagging. Oh babe, of course. I won’t be out past 2, 3 at the latest.

I swear if I have to roll your ass out of the bed, so help me.

Chill out! I’m grown, I can wake myself up just fine. My six figures speak for themself.

Erik puts the phone down gripping the steering wheel with slight aggravation. Kimara has been getting extra cranky lately, which was usually a sign of the time of the month, but now it’s just the stress of trying to conceive. Erik looks back at his phone, seeing that the message was read, but no reply. Shit, he thought. That’s not good. No good night, see you later then, ok love you? She’s pissed but Erik will make it up to her in the morning. He could make it up to her when he gets home, but he gotta save that for the doctor’s appointment.

Erik honks his horn again over and over, keeping it pressed for five second intervals.

T’Challa swings his front door open waving at Erik to cease his incessant honking, locking the door behind himself. Erik looks over the ensemble of choice: black slacks with a white shirt tucked in, olive green military style jacket, some all white Adidas on his feet.

Erik sits up as he unlocks the door for T’Challa to get in. “Are you done wasting my time?”

T’Challa looks at Erik. “What do you mean? You demanded I change.”

“And I oughta make you change again with them whack Adidas on, but I’ll let it go for time. I can’t be out all night.” Erik says pulling out onto the street.

“Why would we go out if you have obligations in the morning. You didn’t mention that.”

“Well, I kinda forgot about it cuz. Kimara just reminded me while you were changing.”

“Oh, and how are things between the two of you now?” T’Challa asks.

Erik sighs, turning a corner. “We good, definitely. Just hittin a rough patch right now. You know we tryna have a baby and shit.”

“Uh-huh.” T’Challa says, scrolling through his phone.

“So like, we been tryin for a while and that ain’t been easy on her. She stay thinkin she broken and shit but the pussy ain’t broke, trust.”

T’Challa looks up from his screen. “You know that...it’s more than that to making a baby, right?”

Erik kisses his teeth. “Nigga, I know, damn. I’m just sayin, she ain’t had no issues. She already had herself checked out, the tubes and utilities is all in workin order.”

“Her uterus?” T’Challa asks in confusion.

Erik stops hard at a stop sign. “Can I tell my story the way I wanna tell it?”

T’Challa shakes his head going back to his phone again.

“Like I was saying, she good! That ain’t no issue, so she been doing her own research, eating different foods and trying other shit in the bedroom and scheduling shit out to when she most fertile but ain’t a damn thing happened. She bought pregnancy tests in bulk and shit, like this is all she be thinkin about now. We can’t just fuck no more, it’s fuckin with a purpose, which ain’t as fun. So now I gotta go get tested to make sure my hotel is fully booked for vacation, you know what I’m sayin?”

T’Challa turns off his screen letting out a sigh. “Well that is a lot of information for you to have given me just now. Great start to the evening.”

Erik kisses his teeth. “Wooow, ok, I thought family could confide in family, but cool. I hear you.”

“Erik, that is not the problem, it is your details. You leave in far too many.” T’Challa says, voice raising in frustration. “I don’t want this imagery in my head and just out of respect for Kimara, can you minimize the specifics?”

Erik drives in silence for a minute mulling it over. “Fine, aight. But that do remind me, I was wondering if you have any Wakandan aphrodisiac type stuff to try and get things kickin off more proper. I don’t know what the doctor gonna say tomorrow, but I figure I can get ahead now.”

“N’Jadaka, have you...noticed any trouble in that area before?” T’Challa asks unwillingly.

“Hell no! I get up, I get down, and ain’t had no complaints, 100% on Yelp baby!” Erik says cackling and slapping T’Challa’s leg.

“Alright, enough! To answer your question, sure, there are some remedies that can aid you in that endeavor. I can’t say how good they are, but they are made from natural ingredients so they won’t harm you, that’s for sure.”

“Bet! I’ll call you when I’m ready to try the shit. Now you bein a good cousin!” Erik cheeses excitedly.

Finally making it to the club, Erik and T’Challa get in without a worry of a line or a cover charge. T’Challa is the head of the world’s richest country after all.

Heading inside, Cardi B is blasting as the ladies shake their asses to the beat. Erik can’t help but notice all the big round ass pointing to the sky like shrimp on a platter, and he wanted to chow DOWN. So maybe he looked every now and then, hell it was practically in his face.

“Damn, it’s hot in here tonight, you see this?” Erik asks, looking over at T’Challa with his head in his phone. “Nigga, what the hell you been lookin at this entire time?”

T’Challa puts his phone in his pocket. “Nothing. Oh wow, honeys everywhere, so sweet. Yum.” His tone is monotone as he makes his way to the bar area with Erik following in confusion.

Erik orders some Ciroc neat so his likelihood of a hangover is diminished. T’Challa asks for a beer.

“Uh uh, bartender scratch that. Get him some Crown Royal Black to start off with, neat.” Erik intervenes.

“That’s not what I wanted Erik. I have things to do tomorrow as well.” T’Challa hissed.

Erik sips on his drink. “Yeah, and I assume they entail meeting with Nakia, right?”

T’Challa sighs as his drink comes up, twisting the glass in his hand. “It’s not like I’m groveling for her attention, it’s work related.”

“And that’s the damn problem. You ain’t gettin a break from her to get your shit back on track. Okoye told me you be freezin, but nigga you in a Captain America ice brick.”

T’Challa looks at Erik scornfully. “I am so tired of you all joking about that around me. I know how to talk to a woman I admire like a normal human being.”

Erik flashes his golds with a sly smile looking across the dancefloor. “Ok, what about….her, in the yellow. You like that?”

T’Challa follows Erik’s direction to see a woman with a close cut dancing. “She reminds me of the Dora too much. No offense to them but they are like family.”

Erik nods. “Ok, I got you. Sooo...her, in the glittery number.”

This woman had locs going past her shoulders with jewelry adorning them. Her dark colored dress was skintight with glitter scatter across the neck traveling to the sides of her dress in strappy stilettos.

T’Challa nods. “Maybe. I can get to know her.”

“Now, hang on. You wanna know her for longer than tonight? That’s a whole other system I have to use to map out that possibility.”

“Oh how do you know? She could be very respectable.”

Erik claps his shoulder. “Now, not to be extra, but she can be respectable and sleep with you on the first date dawg. A woman’s worth ain’t based on that alone.”

T’Challa whacks his hand off. “I told you that! Don’t use my words against me, you know what I am saying!”

“Then go over there and get to talkin! I ain’t got all night man!” Erik says, sipping his drink as T’Challa goes over to her. Erik observes as they talk: she looks at him up and down, T’Challa offers a handshake which would’ve been a strike until he kissed her hand. Smooth, muthafucka! Erik thought.

As Erik polishes off his Ciroc, he orders one more for the road. While waiting, a woman catches his eye across the way. She looks like something straight out of a music video; titties sittin up and out, waist snatched with some wide hips that had to lead to a juicy behind if she turned around just a little bit. She runs her hand down her 3C wig as she bites her oxblood colored lips in the strobe lights.

Erik has to adjust himself for space in his pants, downing his drink in one gulp. He looks over at T’Challa, who has the girls arms wrapped around his neck, so things were progressing well. Erik looks back to the woman who blows a kiss at him in the most sexiest way he has ever seen. He curses himself as he retreats, heading to the bathroom.

There wasn’t a line thankfully as he goes to a urinal leaning against the wall. He tries to clear his mind of the sight of that woman; Grandma’s, dirty draws, IRS levies, anything to make his half mast dick go down. It had been too long since he busted; doctor’s orders to make sure they get an accurate sample, but he didn’t expect to be this weak. Erik has been away from his girl too long for the night, clearly, so once he was able to pee, he made a plan to get the hell out of there.

Coming out of the bathroom he practically runs someone over.

“Oh, there you are.”

Erik looks to see the baddie from across the way. Her body is almost flush with his since she didn’t take a step back from his almost collision.

“Are you followin me?” Erik asks suspiciously.

She flashes a 1000 watt smile, dimples and all. “No! The girl’s is just always too long to wait….”

They stand in front of each other for entirely too long given the context of the conversation.

“I’m Chanel, by the way.” She holds her hand out, pastel colored nails sharpened to points with jewels dorning the ring fingernail.

“I’m Erik.” Erik takes it, growing again subconsciously from the softness and beauty of her hand, imagining it wrapped around his…

“Well, go ahead, that’s free to use. I’ll be outta your hair.” Erik says practically tripping past her to pull himself from her magnetic charm. The evening is wearing him down fast as he tries to find T’Challa.

He finally spots him in between two women jostling for his attention as he smiles all shiny and clearly tipsy.

Erik grabs him by the shoulders. “Aight, let’s go ‘fore I turn into a pumpkin bruh.”

T’Challa laughs, eyes barely open as he hugs the women to him, putting them on display. “Iman, Chi, this is my cousin I was talking to you about. He wants to be a Daddy!”

This sets off laughter between the three as Erik grows impatient. “Challa, bring yourself on or you’ll have to be beggin for 50 cent a day to take your ass home.”

Iman, the woman Erik pointed out for T’Challa, quiets down from laughing first. “I’m sorry, Erin is it? T’Challa has been the life of the party here and we were planning to make a little after party for two later, right?”

She rubs his chest, kissing his neck which makes T’Challa laugh harder. “I’m ticklish…”

Chi, a high yellow woman who looks like she used to be a flyer on the cheerleading squad wraps her arm through Erik’s. “And I’m lookin for someone to call Daddy.”

Erik firmly peels her grip off, avoiding her batting fake eyelashes. “Girl if you don’t get the fu- T’Challa! Collect your shit, I’m leavin with or without you man.”

Erik walks through and out the club heading to his car. T’Challa stumbles not too far behind.

“Heeeeyy, Erik! I’m supposed to be having fun with women tonight, why are you breaking my balls, man?” T’Challa says, slurring his words as he whispers something to Iman, making her cackle. T’Challa must’ve ordered a bottle or two to be acting this lit.

Erik mugs T’Challa as he unlocks his doors. “Look like you got one, quit while you ahead. Am I droppin y’all both at the same place?”

“To mine!!” T’Challa bellows as he clumsily opens the door for his date.

Erik drives off with T’Challa and Iman in the backseat being playful. Erik checks his phone as he drives, seeing no sign of Kimara ever texting back. It’s going on 2 am. Erik goes to ask T’Challa a question when he looks in his rearview to see him on top of his date, hands completely up her skirt as she claws to take his shirt off.

“Aye, aye! Y’all ain’t fuckin in my car! Get up off her, T!” Erik hits T’Challa as he drives.

“Eh eh! Stop it, you are doing a lot right now, N’Jadaka. Calm yourself.” T’Challa whines as he lays on Iman’s bosom as she muffles her laughter.

Finally making it to T’Challa’s spot, Erik issues a warning. “Be easy on her T’Challa. That purple running through your ass could split her in half if you don’t pace yourself.”

T’Challa leans over the front seat putting a finger to his lips. “Shuuuush, that is my secret no one can know. Except Nakia, she knew how to….OH! Don’t forget to call me about helping you impregnate your wife.”

“Congrats on fatherhood!” Iman waves at Erik as she helps T’Challa out the car.

Erik waves weakly back watching them go inside, handsy and excited to finish what they started. Erik sighs as he pulls off to his crib, reminiscing on his days or being that wild and free with his sexuality. Kimara is his one and only now, and he loves every minute of it, but the baddie at the club was sticking to his mind a little too deeply.

When Erik makes it home, he steps into the bedroom to see Kimara lying asleep, facing away from him. Erik gets undressed and takes a quick shower to freshen up before sliding across the sheets to hug his wife into him.

“Mmm, stop, I’m sleeping.” Kimara moans, batting his arms away.

“I missed you, girl, that’s all.” Erik says quietly, kissing her shoulder, hands traveling down her side roughly.

Kimara snaps her head back. “Erik, I’m serious, get on somewhere. You missed your opportunity goin out with T’Challa, now you need to rest up any damn way.” Kimara punches her pillow a couple times before flopping down on it.

Erik kisses his teeth sitting up. “So you don’t wanna ask me about my night? How T’Challa is? Anything about what we did tonight?’

“Erik, I don’t give a fuck about nothin but taking my ass to sleep, so if you would stop talkin I can do that.”

“Shit, I wish you was like this when I get off work…” Erik says under his breath.

“There’s a lotta things I wish you would do for me Erik, but Imma save your manhood til the doctor got time to see you. Good fuckin night!”

Erik lays there staring at the ceiling, words completely lost on him to express himself. Kimara’s attitude in all its glory, and he just had to take it. Erik is feeling less and less like a man in his own home. Kimara wants so much outta him, he plays it cool but it was starting to affect him. When that girl looked at him like that in the club, it was a gaze he hadn’t gotten in at least a month from Kimara.

The next morning, Erik rolls around to an empty bed. Kimara got an early start to her day, leaving Erik to be responsible for getting to his appointment on time. He arrived 30 minutes late.

“Erik Stevens!” The nurse calls out to him in the waiting room to cue his turn to be seen.

The middle age white woman goes over the usual height, weight, blood pressure and asks about his medical history. Erik is not a fan of doctors, so this took a lot for him to show up to. But if it was important to Kimara, he’d go through with it.

He was left alone to stare at the white walls with diagrams of scrotums and reproductive facts until the nurse came back with a cup and a clipboard.

“Ok, Mr. Stevens, you will take this into room 3B. Be very sure you go into 3B, you aren’t our only patient today and we don’t want to make any awkward introductions with the others, ok?” She says eyes crinkling as she hands him the cup.

Erik looks at the cup curiously. “You sure this ain’t for horses or somethin? I’m supposed to fill this?”

The nurse looks at him with amused pity, patting his shoulder. “No dear, you contribute as much as God intends. The size just makes for an easier catch.”

Erik mutters a thank you and makes his way over to his ‘donation station’, keeping his eye on 3B. He still knocks before entering just in case and walks in, closing the door behind him. The room was simple, an exam bed next to a tub of lube, with an old school TV on a table with a DVD player and some magazines.

Erik hasn’t been into porn since high school, he frankly hasn’t needed it since. But he was curious what old stuff they kept to get dudes off, so he starts with the DVD titles. ‘Katie’s Goes to an HBBCU’, ‘Black and Barely Legals’, ‘The Mandingo Report’, ‘Santa’s Big Booty Ho Ho Hos’....

“The fuck?” Erik says in disgust. He wonders if every room has this selection or if the B in 3B is for ‘Black’ donors.

The magazines were just as worse with old Playboys featuring blonde bimbos in between sticky pages. Erik tossed them and went over to the sink to rinse his hands off. Nothing in that room was gonna get this done fast so he sat on the edge of the bed and got his phone out. He has one unread message from Kimara.

Sorry I left so soon. I had to go to the studio early today to get ahead on some stuff. Hope you’re doing good!

Erik breathed a sigh of relief as it seems she was past last night for now.

I’m good, you know how I am about doctors.

She replies back. Yeah, you think they all microchipping people when they tell you to say ahhh lol

Erik smiles to himself, thankful to have her words running across his screen. Another message pops up.

Are you done then? Cuz I was hoping I could meet you for lunch or somethin to talk and stuff.

Erik bites his lip holding the phone in his hands, getting some devilish thoughts in his brain.

Nah, not yet. They got pornos here but I ain’t feelin them.

He sends the message and waits a little bit hoping she gets what he’s trying to say. He saved their best work on his computer at home but he hadn’t backed them up for him to access on his phone yet.

A few minutes pass and he’s getting anxious picking up the phone again to text an outright request before his phone dings. The icon of a video message appears and Erik’s dick is already getting hard. Pressing play he sees her come up on screen smiling with the sun on her face beaming in a halter bikini. This is a video from their vacation last year to the Bahamas. They stayed at an Airbnb that was way over budget but worth it. Kimara giggles talking in a vlog style on the balcony before Erik slips up behind her, hugging her waist and kissing her behind her ear.

“You vloggin baby? Look at us, we fuckin cute as shit.” Erik said, speech slurred.

Kimara giggles so hard her eyes close. “You messin up my shot Erik, dang! I’m tryna document our trip for later.”

Erik lays on Kimara as she leans over the rail of the patio, gripping her breast greedily. “You documentin everythin?”

“Mhm.” Kimara nods as she looks at Erik from the camera’s front facing view.

As the scene progresses Erik takes his pants down and pumps the lube from the side table to start working on himself. Leaning back on the bed he gets comfortable as he watches his hands travel Kimara’s body, stripping her slowly and her reacting blissfully. Her moans and foul language keep him focused on his stroke as Erik in the video commandeers the camera to show him entering her from behind. Erik breathes in sharply as he recalls her tightness around him as he jacks himself faster. The camera pans to Kimara arching, her braids splayed across her back as she works herself back on him, gripping the rail for dear life. Her moans become louder and more breathless as she approaches her tipping point, Erik in the doctors office and Erik in the video curse in unison over their shared pleasure. When the camera shows his dick covered in her creamy secretions he barely had time to grab the cup and collect his sample. He groaned as he choked his dick to get every spurt he could into it.

“Alright, y’all better show out in them tests.” He tells his little soldiers as he caps the cup.

As Erik came down from his high, he calls Kimara with his clean hand.

“Hey, baby. How are you?” Kimara asks. He can hear her smiling as she talks.

“Now you know what the fuck you just did.” Erik says laughing.

“And I know what you just did! That’s a favorite, I loved that trip.”

“Shit, you tellin me. I fuckin miss that island, it just brought out a different energy in us.”

There’s a pause on Kimara’s end. “It did huh? Maybe we can plan to go there again soon? It would be a nice time of the year, I got vacation time to take.”

Erik stuffs his dick back in his pants, sitting up. “I like that idea. I got one demand though if we go.”

“Anything.” Kimara says seductively.

“No talk of tryna get pregnant, kids, babies, fertility windows, none of that. I still feel like our biggest problem is stressing out about it. We just need to go on and when it happens, it happens. The doc said it could take over a year, so I mean I just don’t wanna see you going out of your mind about this. You need to relax some and just be you again.”

Kimara sighs. “You can’t plan a trip and think all of our problems are just gonna go like that. Sweeping things under the rug will just-”

“Problems? As in plural? Whatchu talkin bout, Mara?”

“Nothing, I don’t wanna do this over the phone, I gotta go.”

Erik looks at the call ending on his phone loses any relaxation he just gained a few minutes ago.

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turtle-steverogers · 6 years ago

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Snow Day

skeet skeet on the yeet Emelia and Andrew are back i love these kids

warnings: none

ship: ralbert

editing: no its kinda eh

Race and Albert laid tangled together under their warm blankets, watching quietly as snow fell in sheets outside the window. It was 9 am on a Tuesday, really they should be up by now, doing something productive. But Andrew and Emelia had the day off of school and Race wasn’t needed for work due to the weather, so they couldn’t seem to find the motivation to get up.

Albert tucked his chin further into Race’s neck, humming softly, “It’s really coming down out there,” He mumbled.

Race shifted so that Albert was laying across his chest instead and sighed, “Yeah, s’gonna be fun to shovel up.”

“Aye, we’ll make a game of it,” Albert said, lightly, “Have the kids help us. They’re six, that’s old enough to impart child labor onto, right?”

Race laughed, “Oh, for sure,” he paused when the sound of footsteps rumbled outside their door, “Speak of the devils.”

Their bedroom door burst open and Andrew and Emelia ran in, bounding onto the bed, “It’s snoooowing!” Both children shouted, jumping up and down and effectively breaking Albert and Race apart.

“It sure is, kiddos,” Race said, sitting up and reaching out to pull Emelia onto the bed in between him and Albert.

Albert snatched Andrew out of the air, mid-jump, and placed him on his lap, “You excited to have the day off?”

Andrew and Emelia nodded vigorously, grinning widely, revealing matching missing teeth.

“Can we build snowmen and drink hot cocoa and oh! Ride our sleds?” Emelia asked, enthusiastically.

“Absolutely, bug,” Race said, brushing some of her tangled hair out of her eyes, “But first, you two have to help Daddy and I shovel.”

Emelia and Andrew pouted, but surprisingly didn’t argue, “Okay, Papa,” Andrew said, crawling off of Albert’s lap and sitting cross legged next to Emelia, “But can you make pancakes for breakfast?”

Race and Albert exchanged glances, making a silent agreement. Albert smiled, already swinging his legs out of bed, “I think that can be arranged. Go with Daddy to get into your snow clothes first, though.”

Thirty minutes later, all four of them were fed and geared up, trudging out of the garage with shovels in hand. Emelia and Andrew were each holding colorful sand shovels they had bought the Summer previous when they went to the beach, and although they weren’t the most sufficient for shoveling snow, they worked. Albert and Race were planning on doing the brunt of the work, anyway.

“Andrew, you go start helping Papa at the end of the driveway, me and Em will work up here,” Albert said, already beginning to shovel snow off the pavement. Andrew nodded, hoisting his shovel over his shoulder to mirror Race. Race smirked at his son and the two of them trotted to the end of the driveway and began shoveling.

Twenty minutes passed with no noise other than the sound of shovels scraping ice. Race reached up to wipe some cold sweat off his forehead, feeling slightly spent. He always forgot how much work shoveling snow was. He stood up straighter, feeling his back crack from being slouched over so long, and watched as Andrew diligently shoveled small amounts of snow onto the grass.

“You’re being a trouper, bud,” He praised, earning a smile from Andrew.

“I know! I’m doing good, just like you,” Andrew piped back and Race grinned fondly at him.

“You sure are, dude, almost earned your hot-” He was cut off by snow hitting him in the back of the neck. He resisted the urge to curse as he stumbled forward from the impact and whipped around to see Albert, holding another snowball. He looked entirely too proud of himself and Emelia was doubled over giggling next to him.

“Oh, you are in for it,” Race warned him, reached down to pick up a handful of snow. He balled it up haphazardly and chucked it, hard, at Albert, who dodged it easily.

“That the best you got?” He challenged.

Race glared at him, “Andrew,” he said, not breaking eye contact with his husband, who was resisting the urge to laugh.

“What?” Andrew asked, looking between him and Albert innocently.

“Give me your shovel,” Andrew held the bright orange shovel out for him, which Race took wordlessly. He bent down, making a show of picking up a large amount of snow.

Albert furrowed his eyebrows, watching in confusion as Race strolled closer to him. His eyes widened as Race lifted the shovel behind him and he only had a moment to shield his head as Race launched the snow at him.

Albert staggered backwards, shaking snow furiously out of his hair. He lost balance, falling unceremoniously into the snow and Race laughed, Emelia and Andrew joining in.

“Daddy,” Emelia shrieked, “Papa got you good!”

“Mhmm, but now Papa’s in trouble,” Albert said, pushing himself onto his knees and lunging forward at Race, tackling him down into the snow. Race let out a shout of surprise and he reached out blindly to grab a small handful of snow, shoving it into Albert’s eyes.

Albert wiped the snow away hastily and scrambled off of Race, picking up Emelia and running behind one of the snow mounds they had made, yelling, “Snowball fight!”

Race grabbed Andrew, pulling him behind one of their mounds. They quickly produced a small pile of snowballs and ran out, making a beeline toward where Albert and Emelia were sheltered.

The four of them launched snowballs at the other team, until Andrew shouted, “Every man for himself!”

Snow was flying everywhere, dissolving into powder and seeping through jackets. They all fought until they were panting and laughing on the ground.

“Snow angels!” Emelia exclaimed, waving her arms and legs to create a lopsided angel. She stood to look at her work, “Look Daddy, Papa, look!”

Race and Albert lifted their heads from their places in the snow, “Looks awesome, darling.” Albert complimented.

“Papa,” Andrew whined, laying himself dramatically across Race’s stomach, “I’m cold!”

“Alright, man, let’s get you in,” Race said, wrapping his arms around his son and standing up, tossing Andrew over his shoulder.

Andrew laughed flailing his arms about wildly, “Daddy,” he yelped, reaching out for Albert, “Save me!”

“I gotcha, slugger,” Albert said, plucking him off of Race’s shoulder and propping him on his hip.

Emelia ran over to Race, raising her arms in question. Race picked her up, “Ready for hot cocoa, love?”

“Yeah!” She twisted around to look at her twin, “Andrew it’s hot cocoa time!”

Andrew cheered, as Albert put him down on the welcome mat inside the house.

“Papa’s gonna help you guys outta your wet clothes and into some cozy ones, while I make the hot cocoa, okay?”

“Okay!”

Race assisted the two of them in changing back into their pajamas, then sent them up to Albert while he threw their snow clothes into the dryer so that they could be used again later. When he got to the living room, he discovered Albert, Andrew, and Emelia already cuddled on the couch, sipping from mugs while they watched the beginning of The Polar Express. There was a mug waiting for him on the coffee table and he picked it up, settling next to Albert on the cushions.

He tucked his legs under him, sipping his hot cocoa as he nestled into Albert’s side, “Thanks for the cocoa, babe.”

“Yeah, of course.”

“Oh, and by the way,” Race whispered so Andrew and Emelia couldn’t hear, “I totally won that snowball fight.”

Albert let out an offended squawk, “You did not!”

“I did, too.”

they’re still literal children i stg

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hookedonapirate · 6 years ago

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You’re In My Blood

Summary: After a string of murders lead Sheriff Killian Jones to Enchanted, a vampire club located in the outskirts of Strorybrooke, for information, a blonde vampire princess and owner of the club is unwilling to comply without some favors of her own.

Written for @cssns

Available on: AO3 FF.N

Rated/Warnings: Explicit for very graphic details of sex, death, violence, and blood sharing. There are mentions of rape and mind manipulation, but the relationship between Emma and Killian is absolutely consensual.

Catch up: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

Cover Art Ch 2 Art Ch 3 Art Ch 4 Art Ch 5 Art

A/N: Thank you @ilovemesomekillianjones for beta reading and @onceuponaprincessworld for your feedback and never ending support!

Part Ten

“Have I mentioned you look stunning, love?” Killian asks with a nervous smirk as he tightens his hand around Emma's hip and kisses her cheek, trying to distract himself. His stomach is tightening with nerves as they stand in front of the giant palace where her parents live. She really does look stunning though, with her beige tasseled cocktail dress stitched with white swans, and nude pumps that accentuate her toned calves. Her hair is pulled up into a high bun, showing off her elegant neck and creamy white skin, and she's wearing blood red lipstick and a light amount of blush to accentuate her high cheekbones. She looks classy and elegant, which is something he knows she's not accustomed to. But it's a very good look on her.

He's just glad she had calmed him down and talked him out of the suit he'd been donning when she’d met him on his porch, because otherwise he'd be sweating profusely in a suit jacket. Now he's wearing a blue button down shirt with beige dress pants.

When Emma had told him her parents wanted to meet him, he’d become a complete disaster. And it's not because he didn't want to meet them, because he did, he just wasn't sure how to act or behave around 500 year old vampires.

“Killian, everything will be fine,” Emma reassures him for the thousandth time with a smile, once again sensing his fear as she rubs his back in soothing circles. “They don't bite, I promise.”

He looks at her, offering a small smile. “That's not something you hear everyday about vampires, love.”

Emma laughs and leans in to press a kiss to his cheek. “My parents aren’t your average, run of the mill vampires, trust me.”

Before she can pull away, Killian pulls her into his arms, so she's flush against his chest, speaking gently as he gazes into her eyes. “With my life,” he whispers and captures her lips with his.

Emma immediately melts into him, her eyes fluttering shut, hands cupping his cheeks. Killian tightens her in his hold, drawing her into a long, searing kiss, his heart rate spiking in his chest. Her lips are so soft and sweet, and he can't deny he has become accustomed to how cold her skin feels against his. As much as he knows he can't change her body temperature with his warm hugs and the way he holds her in his arms, he can still try.

“You must be Killian.”

The sound of a man's voice pulls them back to reality, and they pull apart, heads turning to look at Emma's parents. Her father has his arms crossed, a frown settled in his features.

“Aye, Killian Jones.” He sticks his hand out to offer it to the blonde vampire, catching his breath after the mind boggling kiss with his daughter.

When he doesn't respond, the raven haired woman nudges him in the arm. “David,” she chides her husband. “Be nice, this man saved our daughter's life.”

David sighs and shakes his hand. “David Nolan. Nice to meet you,” he says reluctantly. His wife, however, has a warm smile spreading across her lips as Killian lifts her hand to greet her, his lips dropping a kiss to the cold skin on the back of her hand.

“It's a pleasure, Mrs. Nolan.”

“Please call me Mary Margaret,” she says, her smile growing wider. She appears to be giddy with excitement, although Killian’s not sure why. These two vampires are hundreds of years old, and he is nothing but a human.

“Will do,” he agrees with a soft smile.

“Please come in,” David urges, stepping inside and holding the door open to let Emma and Killian in.

“Thank you,” he says appreciatively, entering their home.

It's at that point when Killian realizes how hungry he is, his stomach rumbling mercilessly. He'd been so nervous about meeting Emma's parents, he’d skipped dinner.

“Would you like to join us for dinner?” Margaret asks, raising her finger to her ear. “I can hear your stomach growling.”

“Uhhh,” Killian scratches behind his ear, not knowing how to respond without possibly offending them. “I appreciate the offer very much, but I only eat human food.”

To his relief, Mary Margaret giggles. “I know that, silly. Which is why we've stocked up on actual food, preparing for your visit. David was a really good cook in his human days, so he can whip something up for you.”

“Oh, well I don't want you to go through any trouble for me.”

“It's no trouble,” David assures with a wave of his hand. “I can't speed through it like I do with everything else. Food doesn't heat itself, but it's no problem at all,” David says playfully.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, absolutely. You humans like steak right?”

Killian laughs. “I'd love a steak. I eat a lot of hamburgers, so a steak would be absolutely perfect.”

“And how would you like it cooked?”

“Medium rare, please.”

“Perfect. Be right back.”

“Thank you,” Killian says before David zips away.

“Would you like to come sit in the Dayroom while you wait?” Mary Margaret asks sweetly.

Killian nods. “That sounds perfect.”

Mary Margaret ushers him through the palace and into the room she’d spoken of. They sit down on a lounge sofa and while they wait for David, Mary Margaret chats with him, regaling stories of Emma, which makes her blush. Killian hadn't really known what to expect before meeting Emma's parents, but he has to admit, he'd never expected her mother to be this excited to meet him.

“Please forgive my mother, she's not used to having humans over for dinner,” Emma laughs, rolling her eyes.

“He is not just any human, Emma, he saved my daughter's life,” she reminds her, encasing Killian's hands with her icy, pale ones.

“To be fair, Emma saved my life too,” Killian says, feeling a blush creep into his cheeks. He looks at Emma who is sitting on the other side of him with a small smile.

“And we want to hear all about it. David, hurry up!” Mary Margaret calls out, even though her husband is not in the same room.

Killian can't hear the response, but Mary Margaret sighs and accepts whatever answer he gives her.

When David appears with a plate of food and a few bottles of Enchanted blood, the four of them head to the dining room, sitting at the large table, fueling themselves with the food that quells their hunger while engaging in conversation.

Emma and Killian are sitting next to one another, holding hands under the table, fingers linked as they explain what had happened, how Graham had stolen the fairy blood and planned to murder Killian and frame his death on Emma. She had later learned that Graham hadn't killed Milah because his plan was to enchant her into thinking she'd witnessed Emma taking Killian's life.

“Oh, that's awful,” Mary Margaret shrieks, a look of horror on her face.

“I'm going to stake that son of a bitch,” David barks out standing from his chair, but Mary Margaret puts a hand on his arm to stop him. “He is responsible for all of those innocent women! He betrayed Emma's trust!”

“But David, you are not a killer,” Mary Margaret reminds him, which is kind of funny to Killian considering David is a vampire.

The man sighs and reclaims his seat. “Fine, but we will have to decide his fate. We can't let him go around murdering people. This will not go over well. I made a promise to the humans that I would make sure to keep the vampires in check. If any vampire chooses to act against the law, they will be punished, just like a human would.”

“Well, there has to be another way,” Mary Margaret says.

“Like what? We can keep him imprisoned in Emma's basement, but how long can we keep that up? And in my opinion, imprisoning a vampire for eternity would be far worse than death.”

“And Graham hates being a vampire,” Emma adds. “He hates me for turning him into one,” she says more softly, ashamed of herself.

“Hey, love, don't get down on yourself,” Killian tells her, leaning over and kissing her temple. “I think he should be punished like any other human. A convicted felon does time behind bars, so should Graham. Are there any vampire prisons?”

“Yes, only at the secret headquarters of the Authority,” David replies.

“The authority?” Killian inquires, raising a brow.

“The authority is a council of vampires which oversee all vampires. They have a holding cell there,” David says reluctantly. “We can have Graham transferred there, and the authority can deal with him then. I just hope Graham doesn't try to pin anything on us, especially since he knows about the fairy blood and has digested it. The authority can be quite ruthless.”

“Did anyone see you or Graham outside that day?” Mary Margaret asks Emma. “You did have him flying through the air in broad daylight.”

“I dont think so,” Killian answers for her. “I haven't heard any word, and in Storybrooke, gossip spreads like wildfire, so if anyone saw anything, everyone would know by now.

Mary Margaret sighs in relief. “That's good to know at least. Let's just hope that the knowledge of fairy blood doesn't leak out. We don't want to put the fairies in danger.”

“Not to worry, your secret's safe with me,” Killian assures them. “I haven't even told my brother about the fairy blood, nor do I plan to, so I'm sure everything will be fine.”

“Yes, you're probably right,” Mary Margaret nods. “So we won't worry about it right now.” She flashes a smile at him. “So Sheriff, why don't you tell us about yourself?”

“Please call me Killian,” he smiles and answers, telling her about how he's lived in Storybrooke his whole life, how it was his childhood dream to become a cop, how his parents died when he was young and how he has an older brother who runs a bar.

And as Emma's parents tell them stories of their hundreds of years of existence and how they came to be vampires, both against their wills, Killian finds it hard to believe, apart from their ghostly skin and their need for blood, these humble people are undead creatures of the night. He can easily see where Emma gets the kindness in her heart. He can see these two vampires have certainly had a positive impact on her.

When the night is over, for him at least, the Nolan couple walk Emma and Killian to the door.

“Killian, thanks for coming and thanks for saving our daughter’s life. You are a true hero in our book,” Mary Margaret says kindly, kissing him on the cheek.

“Of course, I couldn't let Emma burn. I like her too much,” he claims, winking at Emma.

She smiles back at him, her cheeks flushing. Mary Margaret is exuding happiness over the fact her daughter has come to be in a relationship with a human, but David, on the other hand, may take some convincing as he scrutinizes Killian with his skeptical, yet bright, blue eyes.

“May I have a word with Killian, darlings?” he asks his wife and daughter.

“Of course,” the raven haired woman answers as she opens the door, and she and Emma step outside.

Killian gulps, not sure what David wants to speak to him about as the man steps close to him, casting a glare. “Now tell me, Sheriff, what are your intentions with my daughter?”

Killian almost laughs at the question, and sighs in relief. “Right, of course you're old fashioned,” he jokes. “You're a five hundred year old vampire.”

David doesn't appear to be amused.

“David, I can assure you, I have nothing but good intentions with your daughter,” he says with a blushing smile. “I'm in love with her, and I'll do anything to protect her.”

“That's good to hear, but you're a human and your life will be short compared to hers. You may never have to watch her die, but she will still exist when you die, and she'll have to live with that pain. If you die it will break her heart.”

“With all do respect sir, Emma doesn't technically have a heart.”

“Don't get smart with me, Killian. She may be a vampire, but she still feels pain and has emotions. And for her, it’s much stronger and will get stronger the older she becomes. Human emotions are a vampire’s kryptonite. The older we are, the stronger we become. But with that strength comes the increased inability to contain ourselves. Our emotions become our weakness. It keeps us from becoming too powerful. If vampires continued to get stronger and had no emotions or feelings, and could feed with no remorse or ability of restraint, then they could very well wipe humans off the planet.”

Killian nods in comprehension. “I understand, David, but my intentions with your daughter are pure, I can assure you.”

“Actually it might be easier if they weren't,” David sighs. “At least then she probably wouldn't feel the same way, and she wouldn't end up getting hurt. But since she clearly feels something for you, I won't stand in between the two of you, but I do hope you will consider what I've told you here.”

Killian nods. “Aye, of course.” But he knows he can't stay away from Emma. She is too important to him. And if David is saying what he thinks David is actually saying, then he'll eventually have to either break up with Emma before they become too serious or decide to become a vampire, because the last thing he wants to do is leave Emma on this earth with a broken heart.

“I'll let you go for now, but just remember how old fashioned I am if or when you want to ask my daughter to marry you, got it?”

Killian grins at that. “Believe me, I won’t forget.” He winks at David as he opens the door. He decides he can't think about the consequences of what is happening between he and Emma right now. It hurts too much to think about. And he doesn't wish to be a vampire, but he'd rather become one and live forever with her than cause her any pain.

He bids Emma's parents farewell before his blonde goddess pulls him into her chilly embrace and lifts them off the ground, ascending into the dark, night sky.

“Everything okay?” Emma asks after they land on Killian’s porch. She’s wearing a worried expression as she takes his hands into hers, an encouraging smile gracing her lips.

“Aye, your father was just worried about my intentions, that's all.”

Emma rolls her eyes. “I'm sorry about them, they're-”

“Very charming,” Killian finishes with a smile. “They genuinely care about you and love you. You're very lucky to have parents like them.”

She nods. “I am very lucky, I just… I don't want them to scare off the only man I've ever loved.”

Killian chuckles, his cheeks warming with blush, scratching behind his ear. “You must be referring to when David told me not to forget how old fashioned he is when I ask you to marry me.”

Her face falls. “He what?”

Killian’s features twist in confusion. “You didn't hear that?”

“No, the outer palace walls are soundproof, even from vampires. Why do you think my mom and I stepped outside when my dad wanted to talk to you privately?”

He shrugs. “To give us privacy.”

Emma sighs. “Look, if you don't want to do this, I will understand.”

He frowns, not sure why Emma would think he doesn't want this. “Emma…”

“Oh come on, Killian, I'm a vampire, you're a human. It will never work and everyone knows it. You need the daylight and I need the night. I can't even go into your home because of my progeny.”

“Emma…” Killian repeats himself in a soothing tone. “I think if we both want this, we can make it work. But I don't want to think about that right now. The future can wait. Right now, I know exactly what I want, and that's you.”

Her features soften and she offers him a smile. “I know you do, I have a keen sense of smell, remember?” she teases.

He laughs and blushes, pulling her closer and kissing her lips. “I was talking about going on dates and spending time with you, love, not sex.”

“I don't know,” she smirks, “your body is saying otherwise.”

He laughs and wags a brow flirtatiously. “I won't deny I'm physically attracted to you, we both know it would be a lie,” he whispers in her ear, pressing his groin to her center in case the smell of his arousal is not enough. He can hear the audible moan flying from her lips as the bulge inside his pants manages to find her clothed folds. “And I love fucking you… but I would love to take you out on a date sometime.”

Emma agrees with a nod and leans in to speak softly in his ear. “Can’t we do both?”

A week later…

“So, I take it you two are getting along?”

A smile reaches Milah’s lips as she nods in response to Emma's question after the raven haired woman had told her Alcide offered her a place to stay. “You can say that. Thanks again for the job, and for introducing me to Alcide.”

“No problem,” Emma says before taking the last sip from her bottle of blood.

“Who's Alcide?” Killian asks as he approaches the bar counter, kissing Emma's temple before taking the stool next to her.

“He's a werewolf who works at Enchanted,” Milah replies as she pours Killian a glass of rum.

“He looks over the club while I'm asleep,” Emma adds.

“Ah,” Killian nods and curls his arm around Emma's shoulder as Milah places his drink in front of him. “And you two are seeing each other?” he questions Milah with a brow cocked in curiosity.

Emma and Milah narrow their eyes at him.

Killian shrugs and smirks. “What? Just because I don't have vampire hearing like my girlfriend,” he starts to say, winking at Emma, “doesn't mean I don't have a clue to what's going on. That's my job, remember?” he asks before taking a sip of his rum.

“Ah yes, sometimes I forget how much people gossip in this town,” Milah comments, rolling her eyes.

“I wasn't talking about the gossip, I was talking about the look on your face I could see when I walked into the bar,” he chuckles.

“Oh right, you've always been good at reading people,” Milah points out with sass.

“He's good at many things,” Emma smirks as she leans into Killian and kisses his lips.

“Mmm, so are you,” he mumbles against her mouth with a low growl as Emma swipes her tongue against his.

“Would you two get a room?” comes Liam's voice, and the two pull apart, glancing over at him from the other side of the bar. He's rolling his eyes and sighing, but at the same time, passing Emma a fresh bottle. “But please not one of the restrooms.”

“You're not the one who has to clean them, I do,” Milah reminds him.

“Relax you two, a small amount of PDA never hurt anyone, did it?” Emma asks with a smirk.

“Why don't you ask the Sheriff?” Liam teases playfully, but Emma can't complain when Killian's brother is actually coming around to her.

“Point taken.” Killian concedes, taking another drink of his rum.

“Hey, just be glad I'm not hiding in the back anymore,” Liam reminds them as he looks at her. “Emma, I admit, since you’ve saved my brother, I've realized you're not so bad afterall, and…” he sighs deeply, “I don't hate you.”

Emma laughs. “Wow, I think that's the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”

“Yeah well, it's true. Just do me one favor, will you?”

“Sure, what is it?”

“Look out for my brother, will you?”

Emma nods. “Of course I will.”

“Hey, I don’t need anyone looking out for me,” Killian argues.

The other three are eyeing him doubtfully.

“Did you forget Emma and I saved your life?” Milah reminds him.

“Touché, lass.”

“Hey, we all saved each other that day. If it weren't for Liam letting me into his home, I would have burned to a crisp.”

“That's true.” Liam gloats with a smug grin. “But thanks to my brother, the town is peaceful once again.” He pours himself and Milah a drink and holds his glass up. “Here’s to you, little brother. The sheriff and savior of this town.”

“To all of us,” Killian adds, “and that's younger brother,” he corrects, and the four of them clink their glasses together and drink on it.

The next night, after sunset, the darkness overwhelms the sky when Killian hears a knock on the door and leaves his comfortable spot on the sofa to answer it.

His features light up when he sees who's on his porch, but in the same second, his smile drops when he sees the glum look written all over Emma's face.

“What’s wrong, love?”

“Killian…” she murmurs quietly. “I have some news.”

He steps aside, unblocking the entryway to his house. “Please come in, Emma.” Just as the words spill out of his mouth, his eyes widen in shock. “Wait, how did I—how was I able to invite you in?”

Emma offers a weak smile, confliction evident in the features of her beautiful face. “Well, that’s what I wanted to tell you about.” She steps inside, and his first instinct is to offer her a hot beverage, but alas he forgets sometimes that Emma has no human needs; she is a vampire, and he cares for her no less.

“I guess I should start stocking up on some Enchanted blood,” he says with a small laugh as they both sit on his sofa. “Now, tell me what’s happened, love,” he encourages in a soothing voice.

“It’s Graham… he committed suicide.”

Killian lifts a brow in confusion. “He what?”

“Tomorrow, Graham was to be transferred to the holding cell at the Authority's headquarters, but last night, one of my human employees was enchanted by Graham to stake him. He told me, and I enchanted him just to be sure he was telling the truth. Sure enough, he wasn’t lying. Graham was staked at his own request, so that’s why his enchantment is no longer keeping you from inviting me in. When he died, so did his magic.”

Killian knows he should feel sad about this, but he’s already had his time to grieve over the former Sheriff. Graham was not happy about how things had turned out. He hated being the one thing he hated the most. Killian is actually relieved by this information as he carefully takes the lenses out of his eyes; he’s no longer enchanted to put them in everyday. “Thank Gods,” Killian sighs and gets up to discard them in the trash.

When he comes back to the living room, Emma appears to be surprised, eyes wide as she looks up at him. “You’re not upset?”

Killian shakes his head and reclaims his seat next to her. “No, love. After the havoc he’s caused and after I already had time to grieve when he died the first time around, I’m glad he no longer has to be the thing he despised, while imprisoned bearing an eternity of regret and loneliness. I’m actually relieved.” He takes a breath, reaching for Emma’s hand and encasing it with his. “How do you feel, love?”

Emma offers a brave smile. “I’m okay. I’m just sorry I’m the one who turned him into a monster. I was only trying to save him.”

“Don’t be sorry, Emma. You did what you thought was right at the time.”

“But if I hadn't turned him into a vampire, then all of those innocent women—”

“Emma, you’re forgetting about the human who was half responsible. No one made him do what he did, just like no one forced Grahan to do what he did. He chose to do so with his own free will. Not all monsters are vampires, just like not all vampires are monsters. So, don't blame yourself. You didn't do anything wrong.”

Emma nods slightly, offering a faint smile. “I know, I just… he was my progeny. I created the vampire he was. He was like… well in a way, he was my son. I know it sounds weird, but we were connected in that way.”

Killian smiles and lifts her hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of her fingers. “I know, Emma, and it’s not weird. You are right, you were his sire, the one who made him vampire. You have a right to feel sad,” he assures her warmly, swiping her golden locks behind her ear.

Emma nods, her eyes starting to well up with tears.

“Careful, love. Your human is showing,” he teases with a smirk.

Emma laughs and swats his chest. “I’ll show you a human,” she says and turns over, climbing atop his lap, mischief dancing in her eyes. Her smile makes his heart melt as he tugs on her arm, pulling her body close to his.

She cups his jaw in her hands, slowly capturing his lips, enjoying the way his breath catches in his throat and the way his heart spikes under his ribcage. She enjoys the sparks she feels when their tongues connect, liquid heat flooding through them.

In all honesty, she doesn’t mind showing him her human side because he is the one who’d brought it out of her in the first place. Neither of them are quite sure how a human/vampire relationship will work, but they’re both willing and able to find out.

“Killian…” Emma moans, grinding her hips into him. Killian growls, grabbing her waist and thrusts up, rubbing his erection against her center.

“Already wet for me?” Killian teases, his voice husky in her ear.

She shudders, a wicked smirk crossing her lips as she looks down at him, her hips relentlessly rolling into him. “I'm not sure, I guess you'll have to find out for yourself.”

Killian growls and lifts her up, securing her in his arms as he stands up from the couch. “Gladly.”

Emma's legs are wrapped around his hips as he carries her upstairs and to his bedroom.

When he fucks her into his mattress, he has to admit, it's nice to finally have her in his home. It's nice to make love to her between his sheets as they suck each other’s blood and get off on it, it's nice to wash each other in his shower and fall asleep with her in his arms and it's nice to wake up with her before dawn, before she has to leave for her coffin.

Since that night, Emma sleeps at Killian’s during the day while he’s at work, and spends a few hours with him after sunset before she goes into the club and before he goes to sleep. It’s not an ideal situation, and truth be told, he wants so much more with her than a few hours at night, but he takes what he can get.

Killian loves the time he spends with her, but at the same time, he craves so much more with her.

He may not be ready now, but he knows one day he will want her to turn him vampire. He wants to feel what she feels, have the strength she has and he wants to experience everything she does with heightened senses.

He wants to spend an eternity with her, worshiping her and giving her all the love he has.

He wants forever with his vampire princess.

One year later...

A flash of lightning streaks across the sky, accompanied by a loud crash and a rumble of thunder as the rain relentlessly pours down over Storybrooke.

Killian is in his office buried in paperwork when he hears the door to the Sheriff station open. He looks up and walks to the office doorway, seeing a man standing there drenched from the rain, water dripping onto the floor.

Slowly stepping out of his office, Killian studies the man carefully, but he's wearing a hood so it’s difficult to make our who he is.

“Are you alright?” he asks in concern.

The person doesn't answer, still standing there, his wet raincoat dripping and making a puddle on the floor.

“Do you need help?”

Again, there's no answer, and Killian tries to stay calm and collected, but he's not sure if something’s wrong or if this person is hurt, and that worries him.

“Sir?”

There's still no reply, so Killian offers to give the person a ride. He turns around, heading for his office to lock up, and there's a gun fired after the man finally speaks.

“Your vampire killed my son!”

Emma's entire body shudders in her throne, and she can feel it. She feels Killian. She feels the pain of a bullet, feels his bones shattering, his fear and then nothing…

She feels nothing.

Emma’s whole body goes numb, a tear escaping her eye, the pain unbearable. She doesn't have any lungs, but suddenly she can't breath. It feels like she’s suffocating as she toys with the ring on her finger and peers down, a blood tear falling and landing on the diamond.

Her fiancé is dead.

A thought suddenly enters her mind, and pulling a Charming, she decides to cling onto hope. She grabs some bottles of enchanted blood and dashes off from the club to the Sheriff's station in the pouring rain as fast as her vampire speed will take her. She rushes through the door and falls to his side, her insides aching at the sight.

“Killian!” she screams, traces of hope chipping away as the fear completely engulfs her, and it’s so unbearable, she can't move. Her love is laying on the floor, a puddle of blood pooling around him.

She holds him in her arms and sobs like she's never cried before. She'd been with Killian for more than a year now, and their love was strong and all consuming and everything she never knew she wanted. He’d asked for her father's blessing and asked her to be his wife the evening before, which started out as a typical night at the Rabbit Hole and ended with him proposing in front of everyone before they went back to his house, and fucked for hours to celebrate their engagement.

And now he's gone.

He has no heartbeat, no breath.

The only hope she can cling to is the chance her blood is still in his system from the night before. They’d fed on each other during their lovemaking, like they always did.

Emma lays her head on his chest, crying until there are no more tears as she waits and waits for any sign of life from him. The sounds of thunder, lightning and rain seem to simmer after a while.

Dawn creeps up on her, but Emma's not worried about burning, because the sun isn't threatening to crest in the cloudy sky.

The hours go by, and Emma lifts her head, kissing his pale cheek. “Killian, please… come back to me…” she whispers. She kisses his forehead, squeezing his hand with hers. “Come back to me…”

She's never been a God fearing person, even as a human, but she hopes and prays for him to come back, unwilling to give up on her lover. She lifts his lifeless hand to her lips, pressing kisses to his pale skin, whispering more prayers.

Several more moments go by when another bolt of lightning pierces through the sky, and that's when she feels Killian’s hand twitch.

Her gaze fleets to his eyes, hope flaring inside her once again.

“Killian…”

The grip on her hand tightens and his eyelids flip open, his irises an icy blue, once again pooling with life.

Tagging @onceuponaprincessworld @teamhook @jennjenn615@ultraluckycatnd @gingerchangeling @maquita @resident-of-storybrooke@artistic-writer @kymbersmith-90 @captainswan-shipper88 @pirateherokillian@jackieorioncat @branlovestowrite @therooksshiningknight @followbatb@sherlockianwhovian @deathbycaptainswan @nikkiemms

#cs ff #captain swan #true blood au #vampire!emma #youre in my blood #my fic #cssns

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moonlit-manifesto · 7 years ago

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Heartbreak Red’s Takeover

It’s April 1st, so you know what that means - it’s April Fools’ Day!

Because it’s Uduki Arata’s Hearbreak Red’s month, he’s taken over the Tsukiuta Twitter (@tsukiuta1) and Tsukino Productions website as you’ve probably already seen. I’ll translate some select Heartbreak Red tweets from the throughout the day and put them on this post under the cut. This post will be continually updated throughout the day, so check back at the end of the day to see all of them!

☆Today Begins April☆

Haru: “I would like to give formal thanks to the month of March. Until next year♪”

Arata: “Thanks for your hard work, Haru-san! Don’t worry! I’ll definitely make April an exciting month just like you did!”

Haru: “Ahh, good. I can feel your enthusiasm from those sunglasses and that red scarf.”

Arata: “Yep!”

#Please treat us well, April

Arata: “Now then, it’s time to hand it over to a hero.”

☆It’s April 1st! Everyone Gather ‘Round! It’s a Heartbreak Red Fest☆

Red: “Hey, everyone! It was pretty hard to make updates everywhere with just one person! [referring to the site takeovers] I worked extremely suddenly! So guys, will you join me~ ?”

Red: “Your heart will beat...” [This is part of his catchphrase but doesn’t sound good translated literally lol. The full phrase is “ハートがキュンと来て... ドッコイショ!” (HAATO ga kyun to kite... dokkisho!)

[T/N: In this tweet, he’s supposed to be reading through some requests/mail sent in. As part of the April Fools’ Day campaign, people could actually tweet things to Heartbreak Red, and he’d reply to some of them.]

Red: “There’s ‘heartbreak’ stuff in here. Well, any subject is fine. ‘Go call on Aoi-kun~’ is in Requests (I’ll go catch him when he comes back to the dorms). ‘Anxiety from becoming an official adult in April’ warrants some more serious advice so I’ll throw away my carefree-ness for that one. The carefree-ness will make a return though.”

☆It’s noon! Let’s have some fun!☆

Red: Is everyone enjoying April Fools’ Day~? I admire, and also laugh at, the official staff’s common sense once it became time for their lunch break. Now’s my time to shine! I’m Heartbreak Red. So with this first greeting, let’s try and continue energetically!“

Red: "Your heart will beat…” [everyone’s supposed to respond with ‘ドッコイショ!’/'ba-dump!’]

[The tweets below are some of the requests/messages/etc. that were submitted along with Heartbreak Red’s replies. I’m mainly translating the funny ones since they’re more interesting ^^ ]

[REQUEST]: I want to see a drawing of Hajime-san by Heartbreak Red.

Red: Bam:

[ADVICE]: Red!!! My boyfriend is incapable!!! What should I do to make him more exciting??

Red: "How about me instead!!!”

[REQUEST]: Please call Chisa-chan over

Red: “CHISA-CHI---------------!!!”

Chisa: “I’ve arrived from your call, ta-daaaaa! ‘Your heart will beat - ba-dump-----!!!’ Bye now!!!!!”

Red: “That great energy she gives off is the best!!!!!”

[ADVICE]: My room is really disorganized. How can I make it pretty (´;ω;｀)?

Red: “Take a picture of it with your phone, and look at it and say ‘Wow... it’s better in my imagingation... possibly...’ is what I would recommend (speaking from experience).”

[OTHER]: Arata-kun, how are your nose and throat? [because it’s allergy season]

Red: I’m not Arata, but in regards to hay fever, I seem to be fine for the time being.”

[REQUEST]: Pick a fight with You-kun ◝(●˙꒳˙●)◜

Red: “Hey Cure Curry---!!!!” [reference to Precure, see Tsukiuta’s other prank this year where they turned some characters into magical girls]

You: “Who’re you calling ‘Cure Curry’!! I’ll force-feed you curry!! *angry*”

Red: “He’s a tsundere.”

[later on, he quote-RTed this with a correction]:

Red: “Sorry, sorry, it’s Pure Curry [not Cure Curry].”

You: “Either way, I’m neither of them.”

Red: “Well I’m not Arata either, you know?”

You: “Don’t group me with you *angry*”

[ADVICE]: I’m starting a new chapter in my life, but I’m always bad at self-introductions. Please tell me if there’s something I can do to have a good grasp of it!!

Red: “Try the standard ‘syllabary composition*!’ So for me, it would be ‘shi’: I’m a happy [shiawase] person... ‘tsu’: I have an indifferent [tsurenai] attitude... ‘re’: I cook things using the microwave [renji]... ‘n’: nnn~hmmm and I’m a genial person.”

*[T/N: take a sound/syllable in JP and come up with a word that starts with that sound to describe yourself (in English, it’d be like coming up with a word for each letter of the alphabet). Heartbreak Red kind of cheated on his last one - the ‘n’ sound lol]

[MESSAGE]: Heartbreak Red!! I love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!

Red: “Thank youuuuuuuuuuuuu I love you tooooooooooooooooooooo!!!”

[REQUEST]: Please give me a supportive message to help me save money in order to move to a different residence 🙋

Red: “With this 10,000 yen, your next place will be 10m^2 in area.. *saying it like an incantation*”

[REQUEST]: Call Koi-kun over~

Red: “Ay, Pink.”

Koi: “So rude~~~~!!! Could you call for me in a nicer way!!!??? I’m on stand-by!!!

Koi: “I’m everyone’s hardworking cheerleader: Kisaragi Koi! Call me Koi-kuuuuun!”

Red: “Alright, thanks. Everyone, send him off with your loudest applause.”

[ADVICE]: I’m nervous and I don’t want to go to tomorrow’s company welcome ceremony and orientation. What should I do?

Red: “I understand, I totally understand. But you should go because there’s bound to be a lot of unexpected, surprising things anyways! During difficult times, just remember me because I’m cheering for you a whole lot. Keep fighting ☆

[REQUEST]: I love Kai-kun! I become a working adult tomorrow, so could he say a few words for me? ♡

Red: “Kai-sannn!”

Kai: “Congrats on becoming a full-fledged adult! I hope you find joy in your work and that it’s something worth pursuing. I think it’s bad to dwell on just the mistakes made in life, so make sure to take a breather without working too hard during the tough times!

[REQUEST]: Dear Heartbreak Red, I want you to call on Issei and Ichiru from QUELL! I want to hear the twins’ thoughts on “unrequited love!”

Red: “Pure Hokkaido guys~~!”

Ichiru: “That’s not us!!”

Red: “Yeah, yeah. This is random, but what do you think of unrequited love?”

Issei: “Erm... Love, umm... *shy* Ichiru, what do you think?”

Ichiru: “Ehhhhh!? Um, I-!!!?? I-I still don’t.... know about stuff like love that well...”

Issei: “Me neither... I think it would be nice to experience something like unrequited love, that’s the kind of love I want to try.”

Ichiru: “Same.”

Red: “A priceless answer. Thanks, guys.”

[T/N: all of the “love” talked about here, including the “love” in unrequited love is “koi,” not “ai”]

[REQUEST]: Heartbreak Red~!!!! Call Kakerun over~~!!!!!

Red: “Kakerun - I’ll give you ice cream if you come over here.”

Kakeru: “Good evening~!! How’s everyone doing~? I’m in good spirits since I got to eat ice cream. Tomorrow is a new you! I’ll take on Angra**, so let’s keep smiling!”

**written as アンラ, I’m assuming this refers to Angra Mainyu which is a boss from Final Fantasy X-2

[OTHER] I want to know what everyone’s favorite kanji is ( *´꒳`* )

Red: “Strawberry” (苺) [of course lol]

Kakeru: “Gold” (金) [also obvious]

Red: “Oh, this has a once-in-a-lifetime meaning!!!”

Kakeru: “Ah, it matches our image color meanings too!!!!”

Koi: “You guys do know the whole business is based on our images, right? Have you been paying attention at all?”

[REQUEST]: Heartbreak Red, as well as whoever’s near you: tell us the color of your underwear!

Red: “You guys like underwear, huh. Mine are the red of victory... Well that’s what I pretend the plain grey is.”

Kakeru: “Dang, what bad timing! Mine are gold! That was a lie! Uhh~ they’re black!”

Koi: “Such a question at a time like this........Mine are red.”

[T/N: Koi’s first sentence was actually the same as Kakeru’s but idk if I got the nuanced meaning correct in Kakeru’s part so I didn’t want to copy the same thing]

[REQUEST]: What kind of lie did Rui-kun tell today on April Fools’ Day?? Please tell us!!!

Red: “Rui-rui~”

Rui: “Were you referring to Minaduki Rui (水無月涙)? I’m actually Minaduki Rui (水無月類). There’s a lot of Minaduki’s around...”

Red: “That joke’s hard to understand based on sound alone, Rui-rui.”

[T/N: Rui just changed the kanji in his first name from 涙 to 類, but both have the same pronunciation so you can’t tell unless you see it written lmao]

[REQUEST]: Please summon Heartbreak Purple and Heartbreak Green!!

Red: “Please heed my request!!! Mainly Green!!”

Green: “I dragged Purple with me ♪”

Purple: “...”

Red: “With that really reluctant face, it must be the right time to do that mean prank I was talking about earlier.”

Purple: *clench*

Green: “If you have something to say, just say it. Come on, Purple!”

Red: “Yeah come on, Purple.”

Purple: “This all started from that one magazine’s survey results, and the fact that this ‘unrequited love army’ has continued to exist worries me.”

Red & Green: “Sounds fair.”

[REQUEST]: No matter what Heartbreak Purple is doing right now, call him over and say your catchphrase together!!

Red: “Yessir!”

Green: “Yessir!”

Purple: “I learned that hesitance gives way to shame, so I’ll say the catchphase.”

Red: “All right! Lol”

Green: “Ok! Lol”

Purple: “Your heart will bea.... You guys, quit laughing *angry*. Will beat.... Ba-dump.”

[REQUEST]: Please call on Yoru-kun! I start work at a new place tomorrow, and my anxiety is unbearable - please say some encouraging words!

Red: “There’s a lot of serious concerns about the anxiety of starting a new chapter in life on April 1st, aren’t there...! Yoruru~n!”

Yoru: “Y-yes! Don’t push yourself too hard, eat properly, rest properly... Keep fighting!”

[This one wasn’t particularly interesting, but I’m a big softie for the yellow softie, Yoru lol]

[REQUEST]: Make a quick one-liner jab at Sakuraba Ryota with all your strength!

Red: “Sakurabaaaan!!!” (he did some “bam” pose) [like something triumphant]

Ryota: “... (expecting something)”

Red: “That dead-cold glare of yours... I could get used to it.”

Ryota: “Please dont.”

[I’m also a big softie for the pink tsun, Ryota. Thanks @syphiria for correcting me on this translation and also noticing all my late-night typos!!]

[REQUEST]: Spread some love to everyone!

Red: “Thanks for all your messages, everyone---!!! It’s almost time for me to go, but it’ll be great if we could meat again next year! When you’re not feeling well, just remember: I’m here, so cheer up~”

Anddd that’s all! These are actually the majority of the tweets since I skipped the more serious ones. The life advice Red gave was mostly the same for those anyways. There were a lot of requests to interact with other characters, but I loved all the cameos haha.

#tsukiuta #heartbreak red #uduki arata #april fools day #twitter translation #my translations

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that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main · 2 years ago

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New Girl | Mirage

Reader: Female

A/n: i realized Yeah I need to really get back in the swing of writing so here it is. My comeback pratice also, if you read this b4 i finished it...well...shit

Warnings: N/A

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He didnt think it was true, his eyes decieved him.

The woman walked into the drop ship, both tatted up, eyes decked out in piercings, snake bites on his lips, a piercing on the eyebrow. This new girl, walked in with a win on her shoulder with Seer and Pathfinder at her sides, both well dressed, showing off some skin, she showing off some of her midsection and her back, her arms exposed allowing the drawing of attention, her tattoos done beautifully.

"Who...is that?" Mirage questioned.

"The Champion." Bloodhound answered, Fuse standing with them.

"That's bloody Y/n!" Fuse cheered.

Y/n turned her head, "Wally!"

"Haha!" They laughed, the two pratically running into the others arms.

Walter picked her up spinning her around, she laughing as he put her down.

"Huh. Lost an eye huh?" Y/n.teased flicking the metal eyepatch, "Seems it turned out sooner than later."

"Me? And what about you! Tattied up to Salvo and back."

Y/n shrugged, "Eh. Got bored I guess."

The smile between the two was genuine, happy to see each other, causing dimples from one and crow's feet from the other to become more prominent and a leading feature.

Bloodhound was. Tiny whiny little itty bitty annoyed. Suddenly some girl comes and wins and she's the main story?

"I sound pathetic." Bloodhound mummbled.

"What was that?" Mirage asked.

And then there was Mirage. Slightly disappointed: she clearly had some type of relationship with Fuse.

"Come and meet Houndy."

Y/n was quickly pulled along two the two. Both Bloodhound and Mirage were Fuses teammates last match.

"This is Houndy. That's Mirage.- Fuse introduced.

"My name is Bloodhound." They were quick to correct.

"All of the sudden mate? Thought you liked Houndy-"

"I don't."

"Well. It's nice to meet you both, Names Y/n." She introduced, "I know you though."

Mirage pointed to himself, "Yeah. All the ladies love me-"

"I took you out." Y/n responded, "I had a mask on- Nice fight back there."

"What? Really- I mean. Yeah. Yeah I know. Can't win them all." Mirage spoke.

"Right." Y/n chuckled, looking towards Bloodhound, "And you. You're pretty damn scary in the ring. Hope my brother didn't cause ya too much trouble. His brains are in grenades."

"Brother?" Bloodhound asked.

"Eh. Me and Wally had a...complicated father." Y/n replied looking at Fuse, "Got around...way too much-"

"Oh Girlfriend!" Pathfinder called.

Y/n turned her head, "Aye! Pathy!"

"We are being called for our championship get together!"

Y/n smiled, "alright."

She turned back towards the group, "Keep him out of trouble?" She asked Bloodhound.

"Of course. You have my word." Bloodhound responded.

Y/n smiled small, "Means alot to me. So don't be given. Dont be given- Im sorry do you go by her? Or He?"

"Uh." Bloodhound asked, quiet shocked, not many people had asked that, "They will be fine."

"Don't be given them a hard time." Y/n protested.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Fuse spoke crossing his arms with a smirk, Y/n shaking her head before turning to Mirage, "bye now, hope to see you later"

"Yeah! You will!- i mean- well if I had the chance- In the ring- Ya-"

But she had already walked away with Pathfinder.

"You did not tell me you had a sister." Bloodhound spoke up.

"Like she said." Fuse told, "Dad got around, and away. Way too much-we is Somethin' like 20 years apart me and her."

"She single?" Mirage asked, he too occupied watching her retreat.

"What?" Fuse asked.

"What?" Mirage asked.

"What did you just say ya bugger?" Fuse asked.

"Nothing! Nothing-"

"You keep away from my sister! Ya, hear me?" Fuse argued, he was beyond invading personal space, he was in Mirage's face.

"Walter, let us save the fight for the dropship. We are all tired, I am, things that have not been said are lethargic of us." Bloodhound told Fuse, using their arm to block Fuse's already carved path to Mirage.

Fuse pulled away from Bloodhound, backing off.

Y/n on the other hand was in a select part of the dropship, where the champions sat.

"Menudo sounds good." Y/n explained, her head in Pathfinder's robotic lap, anywhere she could lay was good enough after what she just endured, he enjoyed coloring in her black and white tattoos with the markers he had snuck along hidden in his chest plate cavity.

Seer hummed, twirling a little butterfly in his hand, letting it roll around his fingers as if it were a pencil.

" A hot shower and a bed sound good."

"Yeah but a shower and hot food, and a soft bed?"

"Agreeable," he spoke, as she sat up, giving Pathfinder one of her arms in response.

"I cannot color this one in all the way if the gloves are not taken off-""

"They stay on," Y/n responded.

Pathfinder went on along coloring what he could.

"So we win? what does this mean?" Y/n asked, "Special treatment?"

"The showers first." Seer informed, Y/n chuckling, "And whatever comes of your sponsors, interviews, and pictures."

"I'll just take the showers first." Y/n responded, "I could do without an interview and fame and fortune."

"And a shower is enough payment?"

She shrugged, leaning back and closing her eyes, "it's enough for me."

Within the hour, they were back at the barracks, and the Champions let off first, where basic MRVN bots were standing there waiting for each one to receive a data tablet with new interviews and current accounts with the newly added proceeds added to their accounts, along with messages from there sponsors.

"yeah, I don't really wanna look at that." Y/n stretched.

"Regulations state that-"

"May I take it and look at it later?" Y/n asked.

"Yes it is yours to keep- it is simply a data tablet."

"Nice," Y/n spoke holding her hand out to the bot giving her what was apparently hers, taking a quick glance of it, mostly to figure out how to turn it off, but a name crossed her eyes causing her to stop.

"What does Hammond want with me." She grimaced opening the message, "Hah! If they think they'll even get the time of day out of me there wrong."

Y/n turned it off, yawning and stretching once more, tossing her hands up and arching her back as her hands went backward resulting in a few bones popping.

"Woah there- Woah-"

Y/n had accidentally hit someone, "Sorry." She apologized straightening back up and looking back, "Ah, Mirage right?"

"The one and very good-looking only." he praised himself.

"Aw, did your fangirls tell you that?" Y/n teased.

"All the ladies tell me."

"Not all of them," Y/n responded with a hard tease, "I don't remember saying that."

"come on! look at me!" he protested, "I'm fa. fabulous- Yeah I'm fabulous."

Y/n raised an eyebrow, "Oh?"

"Not as good as you though! with all...you..."He chuckled nervously at the end, his complex already starting to break as his gaze shifted.

Y/n went from teasing to genuine, "Well thank you."

"Yeah. Yeah, any time...any time," He spoke, "So you and Walter?"

Y/n shrugged, "Hey, the sperm don't lie."

"I." Y/n sighed, in regret, "Forget I said that-"

"I mean you're not wrong." He chuckled, Y/n chuckling under her breath.

"Hey, I heard the Champs get showers first, mind, showing me where those might be?"

"The ladies showers I don't-"

"Men's shower please."

"Men's?" Mirage asked, "Shower?"

"Yeah, I already talked to the barracks, they said I could." Y/n responded, "I'm staying on the men's level too."

"I'm sorry." Mirage apologized, "You go by He, don't you? Because I'm fine with that! Like totally! it still, It still doesn't take away your cool factor- 100% still like real hot- Cool! You're real cool- yeah..."

"no, she's fine," Y/n told, "Just a thing."

"yeah! cool! cool!" He told, "I should just take you to the showers."

"yeah, thanks."

The whole way there, Mirage tried to make small talk, he kept tying up his words, tripping over himself, he did get a few things out about himself, his real name Elliot Witt, which semi suited him in her eyes, and apparently he knew how to cook ramen really good and even offer her a champions bowl: on the house.

Mirage- or Elliot rather now, tried to get a few more things out of her as well: her full name: Y/n Cross, she was born in Solace and kinda became a space pirate in her ears, right hand to Hondo Onaka at some point. Mirage didn't get much else out of her: both because she kept quiet and because they had made it to the showers.

"here we are."

"Thanks."

"Room is down the hall and on the-"

"Left," Y/n spoke.

"You know better than me." He chuckled taking a few steps back to leave her be, he tripped over himself almost chuckling to save himself from embarrassment.

"Hey," Y/n called.

"Yeah! I mean- yeah, Yea what's up." He spoke leaning against the wall.

"Can I call in that bowl of ramen now? Champion style?"

"You'll be Hot and ready- It! It will be hot and ready when you get out! Yeah-"

Y/n nodded "Thanks Elliot really."

"no problem at all, thanks...for putting up with me." He told, and she chuckled.

She chuckled, "Yeah your not as bad as I thought. Plus..."

"I think you may be cuter than handsome though," Y/n told him before she walked into the shower room.

Once the door closed he was cheering to himself, "Mhm! Mhm! Mhm! Mirage you've outdone yourself! She thinks I'm cute."

Elliot was dancing down the hallway, despite everyone being exhausted, he was up dancing and upbeat.

He ran into his fellow legend, taking a step back, his mood dropping as Revenant stood there.

"S.Sorry."

"You take the humiliation well Skin bag." Revenant told, "can't wait to smear it on the wall with your blood."

"You know I don't get it why are you so miserable all the time? Can't you just have one good day?"

"You talking back skinsuit?" Revenant threatened, "Do you know what happens when skinbags like you-"

"Oh Mirage- Elliot you didn't make it far," Y/n responded walking towards the two.

"Y.Y/n! Hey!" Mirage cheered, "just...catchin' up...with a...friend...?"

Y/n nodded, "I uh...thought. I thought you were going to shower?"

"Oh yeah, a change of clothes would be helpful." Y/n told, "Guess I'm just too tired really. Anyhow, introduce me."

"This is uh...Revenant" He explained, "This is."

"Y/n." Revenant spoke.

"uh no this is-" Mirage tried to explain, "How did you-"

"You already said it, Idiot."

Y/n chuckled, "Trust me it's from exhaustion."

"your face," He started, "that scar always been there?"

Y/n felt on her nose, "Yeah, I think I got in an accident when I was younger, uh...something old school...I was fucking around with something..."

"A skateboard."

Y/n thought for a minute, "yeah! that was it."

"You hit the corner curb."

"yeah! Luckily at that point Fuse and I had kinda known each other: he helped me out," Y/n spoke, "You medical based? Your code?"

"I've smashed skulls in on curbs." and with his last words, he left.

"He's...terrifying," Mirage told, following Y/n to her room.

"Eh," Y/n shrugged, "Seems like a lonely one."

"And you didn't find it weird that he knew that about you? any of that?"

"Wally has a big mouth." Y/n told, "not surprised if he gloated more than thrice."

they walked into the barren room, Y/n grabbing her duffle bag to throw it on the unmade bed, going through it quickly grabbing some loose clothes.

"Yeah but that?" Mirage argued.

Y/n shrugged, "you remember the weird shit why not robots."

That was a fair point, "But I am remembering two bowls of Ramen and a very very specific legend there ready to eat with me." She told.

"You've already eaten Ramen with another legend who?"

Y/n chuckled, "Cute."

She walked off to go back to the showers leaving Mirage in the hall to think.

"OH! Im the legend- shit- two bowls of Ramen coming up!"

Mirage was quick to run to the kitchen, quick to cook two hot resh bowls of Ramen paired with only the most elite of topings, Softboiled eggs, a mix of chives and green onions, some loose veggies, nori and ricecakes. The broth itself he had made a few days ago, the legends having a big feast in honor of someone's birthdate and he had used the chicken bones and left over chicken to make broth.

By the time he had finished and walking to her room with drinks as well, she was in her room, hair up and semi dressed, pants on, hands covered with fingerless gloves, she looking at the scar that over took the right side of her chest, a breast once there.

"Woah- sorry-"

Y/n quickly turned her back, "Yeah no problem."

She took her shirt sitting on the bed and quickly put it on.

"Uh. Ramen." He explained holding two bowls up.

"Yeah. Yeah thanks." Y/n spoke rubbing the back of her neck akwardly.

"Hell of a battle scar." He told her, "Powler?"

"Oh." Y/n spoke then chuckled, "no. Not Prowler. Bigger...I'd say atleast."

"That took alot of guts then I bet." He told handing her the bowl.

Y/n smiled taking the bowl, "I guess yeah... Thanks for the food, smells amazing.

They sat on her floor and ate together in silence. Mirage's staring bothered her the slightest.

"Do...you wanna ask me something?" Y/n asked confused.

"What? No- Yes. No but yes?" Mirage responded, "I dont know..."

Y/n chuckled setting her chopsticks ontop the bowl, "Alright. I'll ask a question and you ask one. Sound fair?"

"Yeah." He told, Y/n smiling.

"Alright." Y/n spoke and leaned back in thought, "What's your favorite weapon to use in the games?"

"Wingman." He answered easily.

"Fair enough." Y/n spoke, "Your turn."

He was silent for a moment, his mind turning and twisting thinking of a question, "You've been doing this long? Fighting?"

Y/n hummed in thought, "Yeah. I guess...now dont ask me how long. I dont even know that number,"

Mirage smiled small, "Yeah. Your not the only one."

Y/n smiled back, "alright...what about...why are you doing this?"

"The games?"

Y/n nodded as she watched Mirage think.

"For the glory! And the Women!" He replied carelessly nose up to the sky, a smile on his face- a lie.

Y/n raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Say that to my face."

"What?" He asked looking at her.

"Look me in the eye and tell me your here for women and glory."

Y/n's eyes caught his attention, as they locked onto his, not letting go,"come on now."

"I...Im here for the women-"

His eyes adverted: "alright! Im not here for the women!"

Y/n chuckled.

"Im here for the money and...some of the glory." He admiteed

Y/n smiled small, "Reasonable answer."

"Okay so why are you here?" Mirage asked.

"Hm." Y/n thought outloud, "Never thought about it...sometimes I think Im here for the in your face moment to those back at home, think I couldnt make it but I did. That doesnt sit right with me though...maybe Im here just to be here...oh! Whats your favorite color?"

"Uh...yellow." Mirage answered half shocked, she switched from touching and emotional to what was your favorite color?

Y/n went back to eating fairly quickly after that, she keeping her eyes in her bowl.

"Um...Got a Boyfriend?" Mirage asked trying to break the ice.

"Oh. Um. No."

Shit that just made things worse.

"Uh. Do you?" Y/n asked.

"Oh. No. No. No." He answered, "Im uh Straight."

"Oh no. I didnt mean to assume or anything-I ment. Realtionship-"

"Oh! Yeah! Thats fine! Hah! My mistake...uh...no. again."

Y/n smiled and nodded akward....

It was silent, and Y/n dug herself into her food, "its good..."

"Thanks..." Mirage spoke, "Uh your turn. Too...question..."

"Yeah. Yeah. Um...you..." Y/n stopped her words, her eyes trailing over Mirage's facial features, realizing a scar on his face, "uh. The scar...how'd you?"

"Oh. This." Mirage spoke feeling his face, "Typical...battle stuff ya know..."

Y/n nodded, "yeah.."

"What about yours?" He questioned, "Not that you have to answer! Or if you want- But you dont have too."

"I got sick....real bad." Y/n explained, her eyes avoiding any eye contact, "But Im okay now....its uh why I use the mens showers...I feel...okay. there...feel...I dont know less judged. I don't know. I feel treated more like a warrior than pity be put on me....stupid I know. Why are you so intrested...in knowing that is?"

"Well for one you fell out of the sky and best me at my own game." Mirage joked causing her to laugh, he smiled at that, "i'll get you back for that too."

Y/n playfully rolled her eyes trying to contain a chuckle, both shifting closer to each other, "Im wondering what for two is now."

"Number of things, you looked cool, Pathfinder found you cool and thats a huge plus-"

Y/n chuckled, "and you walked in like you took a stroll when you really just beat a whole bunch of expirenced legends...you just seemed so relaxed...I usually screw up first meetings, but you...just seemed okay with it."

"Everyones a little nervous meeting someone new." Y/n told, "that doesn't bother me."

Mirage smiled, causing Y/n to shift and chest to tighten, she had finished off her bowl and was left with a small puddle of broth at the bottom of the bowl. Both closer to each other than they imagined.

"Uh. Your turn..."

Y/n nodded, "two part question I suppose."

"Oo that sounds like cheating." Mirage defened leaning back playfully, "but I'll allow it."

She smiled, but it soon dropped, her eyes trailing over his lips, and it seemed he was doing the same, watching the tip of her touange dart out to lick her upper lip, just for her to lightly catch her bottom lip in her teeth.

"Can I-"

"Yes."

Y/n pushed forward, pressing her lips to Mirage's.

(Part two will be 18+ anyways hope you enjoyed!)

I honestly just wanna be drowned in Mirage x reader stories... but I feel like I've read them all by now.. someone help...

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GOT PREFERENCES

Do you watch the episodes when they air? usually not being a brit who doesnt have hbo i watch like a day or two later when it airs on sky Atlantic or on now tv the first three i watched on dvd from a friend who had the boxset it was when we were sharing a house walked in the logue one Morning and she watching it and its that bit where the mountain cuts off the horses head and im like what the hell are you watching ?? i just woke up i wasnt expecting violence this early in the morning ? and then sat down and watched it with her and im like and watched the whole rest of season one and im like what the hell is this show ?? ....is there more ?? btw my brother said he got half way through season one and said it was boring im like season ones the best ?? and hes like oh i dont enjoy historical drama im not interested in medieval history and im like face palm he thinks this is historical and he also doesnt like history wtf i mean how am i related to this fool but yeah thats tangent and i told him get to ep nine so he could see ned stark beheading he said maybe but if i agreed to watch stranger things with him lol :/

How often do you rewatch it? Do you rewatch it from season one? ive re watched all the way it through a few times but usually would only watch my fav episodes ive seen the red wedding so many times though because wed always watch it with some friend whos just getting into and hasnt seen that one yet so we can see their reaction

Do you rewatch the previous episode before the next one airs? Not usually on each occasion but my aunt and uncle always do so when i watch with them i do

Do you eat anything while watching? if so, what do you eat? not usually a proper meal but i might have snack like crisps or popcorn unless its a glory scene

One character that everyone seems to like that you don’t care much for hmm cersei ?? and i didnt lime petyr baelish much but he seemed popular at least among my friends but i do agree he shouldnt had a better death scene they took all the cleverness out of him and though i hadnt liked him it was a shame in a way like the couldnt find way him to go down in a clever interesyting way so they had to dumb him right down book pb wouldnt get caught like that people like show euron apparently me hmm not show much to put it nicely also ave mixed feelings about stannis book book and show wise and i like jon but hes not the ultimate hyped favourite like he is with a lot of people and perfer theon to him tbh

Your 3 favourite pairings Throbb theonsa jon ygritte jaime brienne thats four but theres two theons so

Favourite scene: robb getting crowded any scene where theon smiles theons monologue theon and sansa hug jon and sansa arya sansa hug jon and ygritte kissing on the wall jaime jumping to save brienne theons speeches both tyrions speeches both but the one in season one was really funny tyrion dragging the chair across the room when everyone is is science idk that cracked me up bronn duelling for tyrion the one where Catelyn announces to everyone that (she thinks) tyrion tried to kill bran cause that was the first ep id seen thats the bit that got me hooked theon getting back up and fighting that ironborn guy pdrick saving tyrion and i still maintain that viserys had the best death also not to be a basic bitch but that first time dany does her fire thing in season one i was #stunned

One character you wish got more appreciation: theon duh #nomoredickjokes2018 but also meera and jojen too i suppose and shireen and sansa and they could've (shouldve) done more with myrcella and tommen and brienne too was underused and gendry also idk if if i like the way the tried to iron the grey parts out of tyrion and jon and bran i wish they done brans story better and wed have got that tree scene with theon also as a disabled gal certain comments some people make about uselessness of bran sometimes make me uncomfy tbh

Fanfic or nah? i usually only read theon based ones and thats usually just theon robb theon sansa or sometimes theon jeyne p cause i cant do bolton heavy stuff im a whimp but i read the occasion jon / ygritte or jaime / brienne and once i tried theon jon but i wasnt sold soz :/ i read theon ygritte once as well that actualy worked surprising well and theon domeric .. aha thats mine and @blueagia s baby

but i guess id be open to others maybe

Favourite quote: from just the show ? meeras some people will always need help that doesnt mean theyre not worth helping also tyrions death is so final but life is full of possibilities and mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone if it is to keep its edge. That's why I read so much Jon Snow also sansas not a killer .. not yet anyway sansa - or maybe hell give me yours theons sy he is is theon greyjoy again also i like that quote about theons smile but obvi thats not in the show bronns this is bronn son of .. you wouldnt know him just because it was funny

Do you avoid spoilers? : i do because im a blabber if i know id tell everyone omg this happens and that - i dont do on purpose really not with the intention of spoiling it for people i just blurt it out like i ruined he Rains of Castamere for someone once by saying oh is this one where robb dies ? and i didnt realise she hadnt seen it yet and shes like robb dies :( :( and im like oh umm i meant ... rob - ert baratheon obviously ! haha whoops and i told someone else about jofferys death because shed said she seen it all but she said later i wish joffrey would die and i was lil tipsey then so im like .. but he does die ? youve seen it right? in season 4 ? hes poisoned ? at his wedding ? to Margaery?? and shes like ....thanks beth ..... turns outs shed only seen season 1-3 whoops again but hey i was drunk that time so i now avoid spoilers to avoid spoiling people and when i read the books my then housemates told me not to tell them what was different in case they wanted to read the books later on and didnt want me to spill and i did try to keep to it but i blabbed a few things tbh

Favourite house words: We do not sow greyjoys ftw

One character you’d bring back from the dead: ygritte shireen robb maybe catelyn and hoder !!

One character you’d kill, or kill sooner than they were killed balon greyjoy also ramsay but i wouldve done it differently and theon shouldve been there or at least known about it also randyll tarly like fuck that guy ive seen people defending him and im like no offense but you are serious me and a friend had a bet on the boltons i bet against roose dying and he bet against ramsay dying we both lost lmao

Direwolves or dragons? Dragons

Which was more satisfying: Ramsay dying or Joffrey dying? hmm i actually joffrey probably because it was more unexpected i didnt see it coming i didnt think hed die -i wanted ramsay to die and i wanted to like ramsay dying and wished i had liked it more but it wasnt done the way i wanted it and it seemed so obvious like it wasnt a shock like joffrey dying was i think in a way they over did ramster and just ran out f things fro him to do that he hadnt already like i was like hmm sewating nevously what can we do now ...err kill your dad! kill a baby! kill a stark kill .. jon snow ...?? aye fuck it get rid of guy ay

i liked season six better than season 7 or 5 but it made me lol in a way cause it seemed like they went ok ok you didnt like it last time when we killed all the women we heard you! we did ! weve changed things yes so how about this instead ... the woman kill everyone ! yea ? you like that ? we good now ? sweet as ! put more women killing eveyone into season 7 dave we on the money

Wildlings or the dothraki? Wildlings

Favourite lannister? Tyrion but jaimes growing on me

Favourite stark? i think sansa tbh

Would you rather be able to be resurrected anytime, but gain scars and all like Beric, or become a faceless man? Resurrect any time like Beric

Would you rather have the rebellion tv show or the conquest tv show? id pefer Rebellion but id watch a conquest show i think

tagging @saltwaterwoods @whiteladyofrohann @unamatta @wedonnotcare @faller1344 @starkrysis @iladylittlefinger if you want to :)

#bethans pals #personal stuff #long post #sorry i rambled on #you dont have to if youve already done this one

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sarohara · 4 years ago

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Stranger: Depends

Stranger: Sometimes little early!

You: I have any time 😂

Stranger: Lmao

Stranger: That’s bad

You: it depends

You: but yea

Stranger: Yeahhh!

You: don't judgeee

Stranger: What grade are you in

Stranger: Sure for what

Stranger: XD

Stranger: I never judge anyone!!!

You: Oh grade, um to be specific, i'll finish last year so..

Stranger: 12th?

You: Yea, exactly

Stranger: Oh nice!!

You: actually idk, the system is different here...but yea i think so

Stranger: Ahh

You: Yeaa

Stranger: I’m

Stranger: Bored

You: No kidding!!

Stranger: Yessss!

You: how does it feel? lol

Stranger: Feels

Stranger: Really

You: Bored

Stranger: Bad lmao

You: AHAHAHHA

You: Yea ikr

Stranger: And bored lol

Stranger: 🙌🏻

You: Do u use netflix? randomly

Stranger: Nah

Stranger: No time for it

Stranger: Hbu

You: No time for it? I thought u were bored

You: What do u do? Busy guy

Stranger: Tbh

Stranger: I dont watch nay tv show lol

You: (and yes, I use it a lot lol)

Stranger: Oh what do you watch?

You: Movies...Series...

Stranger: Well, i spend my time on YouTube most of the time

Stranger: When I’m bored

Stranger: Or i just play games lol

You: well, u know tv shows burns neurons, it’s good that you don’t even watch lol

Stranger: XD

You: Games? What games? just asking bc i don't play at all lol

Stranger: Call of duty most of the time

Stranger: Cs:go

Stranger: Sometimes

You: Oh that's good, i guess

You: I'll pretend I know what it is

Stranger: Lmao

Stranger: Anyways i gtg nice talking to ya

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December 21st, 2017 CTP Archive

The archive for the Comic Tea Party chat that occurred on December 21st, 2017, from 5PM - 7PM PST. The chat focused on Legendary Beings Ara & Celi by NAAN.

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✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

Good day everyone~! This week’s Comic Tea Party is now officially beginning. Today we are discussing Legendary Beings Ara & Celi by NAAN~! (https://tapas.io/series/AraandCeli) For those new to CTP, discussions about the comic are freeform, so please feel free to bring up whatever you wish. However, every 30 minutes I will be dropping in a discussion question to help those who would like a prompt. These questions are totally OPTIONAL to answer so pay them no mind if you wish~! Remember, constructive criticism is allowed, but the primary focus here is to have fun and appreciate the amazing comics that the community makes~! Each chat a top comment will be picked and featured on an ad for this chat, so let’s have a great discussion~!

With that said, let us begin with this first question~!

QUESTION 1. What is your favorite scene in the comic so far and why?

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

I thought the opening was pretty strong since it started with a lot of tension

made me excited to see where that was going to lead up to

snuffysam

The opening scene was a really strong hook, agreed.

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

hook! yeah that's the word for it

NAAN

slips in here, nobody notice me vibrating

✨Tenor✨

-Flops on NAAN!- :D

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

OLLEH

snuffysam

NAAN alert!

hey everyone!

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

hai

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

hiiiii NAAN~!

✨Tenor✨

UUUGH I don't have a fav sceeeeene. I've pretty much enjoyed the whole trip so far x3

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

yeah the opening scene was definitely very interesting. especially in terms of scale because when looking back in retrospect you can see the difference in terms of epicness? i cant think of a good word

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Yeah, the art style is really something

NAAN

Hello, hello!

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

*notices no vibrating lives in blissful ignorance *

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Hi there!

Kabocha

I'm gonna agree with Draco! The opening scene was my favorite so far -- mostly because Angels vs Demons is often pretty cool

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Great to see ya @NAAN(edited)

And yeah, that opening was spectaculat

Kabocha

also, I really got very curious about the nature of Ara and Celi themselves, so I'm looking forward to finding out more about them. (They're both intriguing and a little scary...)

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

That scene of everyone doing battle in outer space

NAAN

screams on all these thoughts so far

snuffysam

I think the opening scene also helps bring the other scenes up- because while you're reading through the comic, the thought that this sort of scene may happen again in the future is always in the background.

NAAN

"Intriguing and scary" - this made me laugh so hard

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

is this character's art style intentional

MathTans the Pun Prince

Hello. ^^ I think my fave was actually when Ara said that Miyara wasn't a chosen one, this is just the way things happened to turn out.

NAAN

MY FAVE PANEL

snuffysam

I love when the art style changes like that. really shows that sort of emotion

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

yes

snuffysam

@MathTans the Pun Prince that was an incredible line, yeah

MathTans the Pun Prince

I like how the art style stays that way until Miyara comes to terms with her emotion.

NAAN

I do that on purpose @snuffysam, so that makes me happy to hear(edited)

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

@math yes definitely i have to say that is my fave scene actually. i really like how the toning was used and it had a spectacular atmosphere

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

snuffysam

the most recent scene, where ara is explaining miyara's role, is also a strong contender for the best

Kabocha

I am extremely curious to find out what exactly Miyara did in the past to Ara, though. "Surely you don't expect me to forget what she did then!" Gyaaaaaaaaaaaah, I'm expecting something sordid

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

I wish I had found out about this comic sooner

Do you plan on returnnig to it someday, NAAN?

I'd love to share live updates of the comic as new pages are rolled out

NAAN

@MathTans the Pun Prince one of my favorite lines to write. And it was a new edit too. I'd written something else previously.

MathTans the Pun Prince

Oh, cool. Interesting how these edits can play into things.

Maybe it happened during one of her supposed blackouts?

(The thing that was done in the past I mean.)

NAAN

Oh yes, I will be returning to it once I graduate in May! It's on hiatus bc of grad school, and that + insanity of graphic design makes for no comics.

Kabocha

aaaaaaaaaaaaaa grad school. D: D: D:

snuffysam

real life always finds a way to butt its head into comics (edited)

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

yis :<

sorry if i get distracted, i'm lining a page atm too

MathTans the Pun Prince

Related to the blackouts, the dad's a cool character.

NAAN

@Kabocha and @MathTans the Pun Prince your questions are related -- no spoilers but a hint: the blackouts are related, but it didn't happen during

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

yeah, i liked her dad a lot too

he was different than i expected, in a good way

MathTans the Pun Prince

He had stealth skillz.

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

and i liked that she cared about his well being

Kabocha

oh, also, this page amused me too:

NAAN

also @Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨ the screenshots you posted, I find it enlightening and heartwarming (for me) -- because I'd submitted the comic to a collective once, and most people HATED those XD

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i liked how he just shrugged to the fact she stayed home from school XD

NAAN

also, fujiro is a lot of fun to write ad you will definitely see more of him ; ))))

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

lol

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

yaaaay~!

MathTans the Pun Prince

I'm guessing when he has his somewhat scary wife to deal with, he takes things in stride.

NAAN

also yes @Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨ those panels were intentional. (sorry I missed this question, so many comments brEEZING)

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

thats mean math. that is clearly best wife. O_O how can you not like the waifu?

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

we need more sudden/funny art shifts

cause I feel like they work when done right

NAAN

the panel that Kabocha posted, can you all read the tiny text? I've always worried you can't see that

Kabocha

yeah, it's readable on my computer

MathTans the Pun Prince

Heh. I dunno. She has strange vibes, even the friend picked up on that.

snuffysam

not at the scale discord shows for thumbnails, but if I click it I can read it yes

MathTans the Pun Prince

What snuffy said, aye.

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

yeah I can read it~!

NAAN

oh good! it's meant to be small, hehe. i've been going through the pages today for future lettering edits and that was one of them

especially for print

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

yeah the tiny text is readable even on my tiny screen

NAAN

i'm a huge believer in shifting the art between humorous / dramatic, just because it lightens the tension. like a small break before continuing

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

yes i agree it can definitely be used to lighten the tension for sure

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

hahah, it reminds me of old school clamp

that technique

NAAN

old school clamp was a huge influence on wee bab NAAN (edited)

MathTans the Pun Prince

I'm kind of bad for noticing techniques. ^.^

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

heehee

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

yeah, i love old school clamp~

snuffysam

oh yeah, i guess it is kind of clamp-y

NAAN

I got something related to the waifu~ exclusive, 2nd chapter back cover for the printed edition

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

OMG

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

lol omg XD

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Cute!

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

thats is adorable~!

NAAN

may be quiet now, feels like she's derailing the entire discussion(edited)

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

nah dont worry about it. sometimes it happens cause i think most ppl are multitasking at the same time.

i wanna say i really like how wyda(sp?) looks. like of all the things in the comic that struck me as the most clamp like

but in the good way of course

where i got all nostalgic

MathTans the Pun Prince

I'm so bad with names too. ^.^

NAAN

;w; sniffs

wyda is an extremely new character to the cast, compared to the others. I created her recently when I realized some parts of the story needed reworking

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

lol

I'm kind abad with names as well

NAAN

she ended up being a good foil for ara imo, when I wrote her voice separately

snuffysam

Did you redo old pages at some point, or are you just referring to scripting things?

NAAN

so she stay wyda, u stay

re: wyda, I mean script. HOWEVER, save for the last...3 pages of the first chapter, that was entirely redone

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

gonna go afk for a bit to respond to some friends in pm

Kabocha

So, how is her name pronounced? for some reason I was imagining Wyda's name to be pronounced as "Vida"(edited)

NAAN

originally hosted it on comic genesis, and when I moved to comicdish, I just decded to redo them.

some of the pages even then, were redone for the print edition

let me show you

snuffysam

and I think you're working on a new site too, iirc?

NAAN

some of the old ones on comicdish before I edited/redid them for the print version (later the actual official thing, christ so many edits)

Yep! I am, hosted at ac.jadinerhinestudios.com (I goofed up in domain registrations, so it's a subdomain for now) @snuffysam People are helping me with the code for it, haha(edited)

snuffysam

cool! yeah, whatever works, ha ha.

NAAN

@Kabocha Her name comes from a part of a classmate's name, so Wee-dah. (Or Wí-dah)

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

QUESTION 2. Though reluctant and rather unwilling, Miyara accepts her destiny and chooses to become one of Ara’s “bodies.” How do you think these new powers will affect Miyara’s life? Will everything go back to the way it was (relatively speaking) or will she, as was ominously mention, lose things she once had? What about her “episodes” that cause her to violently punch her father? Will she be over them or will they continue? What are her episodes anyway and do they relate to her status as one of Ara’s chosen?

NAAN

oh snap, it's a goodie

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

you know what's hard about this is that we didn't really see much of her life before

so we don't have much to compare it to

so we'd have to mostly make assumptions based on the little bit we do know that what comes from here after is new

MathTans the Pun Prince

Well, she seems to have lost her ability to dream with this, that's an interesting side effect. I feel like Miyara will TRY to have everything the way it was, even though she can't, which will cause issues.

snuffysam

It was an interesting choice that the "episodes" weren't even mentioned until after the museum scene...

MathTans the Pun Prince

As to the episodes thing, I feel like that's not linked to the chosen thing directly. Might play a role in having her somewhere she doesn't remember going.

Her dad could also have been joking? Like, it's a bit of an odd time to bring that up. Or maybe dad can sense what's going on, that's why he said it?

Kabocha

I think Miyara's screwed. (lol) I think it was mentioned in Ch3/World 3 that Miyara's episodes are related to how her powers aren't like, fully bound to her quite yet? So she's not in a good position as a human, magical girl, or incarnation of an angel's power. SUCKS TO BE YOU MIYARA.

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

lolol

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i wonder if her episodes are actually dreams tho? cause what if they arent full dreams so keep happening

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

I was thinking maybe they were memories of her past life or something

MathTans the Pun Prince

Oy, what if she has dreams but they're not really dreams. o.O

Kabocha

The impression I got is that Miyara's human life will basically be subsumed by her life as Ara's servant -- but interestingly, the key that she was given in ch 3 seems to have both an angel and a demon wing...? o_o Is Miyara the link between Ara and Celi somehow?

MathTans the Pun Prince

Why wouldn't Celi want there to be a link then? What with the killing and all.

snuffysam

So far, it seems this magical girl stuff has only made Miyara's life worse. Will it eventually get better when she fully fills that role?

Kabocha

Because if there's a link between her and Ara, that means something's going to be pulled into balance, maybe?

or at least, that's what I would assume. Things seem to be off kilter between Ara and Celi themselves. And Celi's kind of nuts.

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Indeed

MathTans the Pun Prince

I feel like Miyara's life was a little off the wall in the first place. Perversely, this might calm her down, giving her an outlet for her more crazy side.

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

yeah~

true~!

MathTans the Pun Prince

Celi needs a hug.

(I don't think Miyara will be in the mood to give her one.)

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Relievant

Kabocha

Miyara will probably try to kill Celi as payback lol But Celi will then be like "Nope, listen, you can't pay attention to Ara, she's not as good as you think she is. Either you go along with me (since you're no longer easy to kill), or I'll basically make sure your life ends horribly right here."

...also maybe I'm starting down the path to crack theories.

MathTans the Pun Prince

That's a bit of a contradiction though, if she's not easy to kill and ending her life.

Maybe someone should take out a new life insurance policy.

Kabocha

Nah, it'd be an empty threat.

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

lol Math

Kabocha

'cause if Miyara still is in the dark about a lot of stuff, Celi would then have that on her side.

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Have comics ever delt with insurance before?

MathTans the Pun Prince

Does Celi need bodies too, maybe? Or did she at some time in the past, and it went badly, so she's jealous...?

snuffysam

Maybe she's trying to get by without them

NAAN

(bad cell camera, but couldn't resist)

snuffysam

lol NICE

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

nah celi is evil. evil sustains you O_O

MathTans the Pun Prince

Heh, nice.

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

I love it @NAAN XD

MathTans the Pun Prince

Ara respects Celi still though. Why respect evil...?

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

cause there has to be balance in the force

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

maybe its also sort of villain respect. you know when like arch rivals are like "ah yes this is a worthy opponent"

Kabocha

Celi tried to rebel against the creator in the beginning. So it's easy enough to say that Celi is EXTREMELY powerful. Maybe that's part of what makes Celi crazy though.

Ara had to split herself into different bodies, while Celi kept it all in.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

oh thats definitely an interesting theory

that they started the same but couldnt handle all dat power

snuffysam

maybe keeping all your power inside you makes you stronger, but it's a riskier move somehow

Kabocha

That could also be why Ara has some level of respect for Celi -- they were once the same.

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

i like that theory

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Me too

Kabocha

OR you shouldn't disrespect something that powerful, because that means you're gonna get cocky and THEY WILL KILL YOU FOR SURE

MathTans the Pun Prince

Hmm! I like that theory. Celi just needs to let it all out... maybe she can't? Maybe that's why she doesn't like Ara, she got the shorter end of the stick?

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

or maybe ara is just nice and is fond of respect, politeness, and good manners

which is why miyara is clearly her mortal enemy in that respect

MathTans the Pun Prince

Heh. Gotta teach Miyara table manners in Book 4.

The loss of temper felt realistic. Also shows that Ara has flaws and a breaking point.

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

yeah~

NAAN

so many theories, so many good ones

MathTans the Pun Prince

(All of them wrong, but good theories. )

snuffysam

just because a theory is completely bonkers doesn't mean it isn't good

Kabocha

Indeed. :'3

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

they said allah at one point, i was wondering if there's an islam backing to the story or if that was them capturing several religions in one invocation

Kabocha

Well, Celi did ask "Which creator" at the start, didn't she?

snuffysam

I think there were multiple religions referenced on that page

Kabocha

(sorry I've now decided CELI IS MY FAVORITE)

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

i'm gonna do some stuff AFK, if I don't make it back in time thanks for having me!

snuffysam

see ya!

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

bye super~!

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Bye-Bye!

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

yeah, it seemed to be a mixture of religions~ they mentioned jinns too

in one of the invocations

NAAN

@Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨ thank you for coming and for all your feedback!

Superjusting of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

You're welcome! It was great checking out your comic @NAAN

Cute illustration too X3

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i actually enjoyed that is referenced a mixture of religions. it made it a lot more interesting to me and made me want to know how everything works together. like whats the worlds explanation for tying them all together

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

yeah I enjoy the mixture feeling as well

MathTans the Pun Prince

OMG, NAAN, you drew something that fast? O.o

NAAN

I can sketch stuff like this pretty quickly XD

MathTans the Pun Prince

I's impressed.

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

was curious what the inspiration behind the religious portions of the story were~

NAAN

so long as I don't pay attention to proportions, though lmao

oh! this I can answer, it's not necessarily a huge spoiler i've said it to some people, but I'd really like to try to interpret/show how different religions interpret the idea of an angel + devil (or other beings like the jinn)

like how angels in Buddhism are called dakini -- skydancers

cue the show opening for skydancers the toy(edited)

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

oooh~ that's really neat

NAAN

i want to try showing diff religions through that too, but that's a slight back seat haha. too epic for me

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

hahah that'll keep me reading to see how you incorporate the different ideologies

Kabocha

bwahahahahaha

MathTans the Pun Prince

Mmm, that's interesting. Ambitious.

snuffysam

so essentially these characters are beings that were interpreted by different religions and cultures throughout history?

NAAN

most of them are my own take/understanding, some may be the literal interpretation by diff religions and cultures, yes ^^ (the latter because sometimes you just have to, especially when it's a religion that has had bare representation)

water angels are going to be punk aesthetics

and they won't subscribe to one religion, it's p "whatever mang"

snuffysam

oh ok, cool

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

religious mythos is pretty untapped beyond christianity in western stories so it'll be nice to see something that uses a broader scale(edited)

NAAN

@Kabocha good celi go౦ԁ cEli thats some goodceli rightthere rightthere if i do ƽaү so my self i say so thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ Good shiz

snuffysam

lol next question time

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

QUESTION 3. Ara mentions that she needs 11 bodies to survive. Will we meet these other bodies in some form (whether flashback, astral projection, etc.)? If so, what do you think they’re like? If you don’t think they��ll meet, why not? Speaking of bodies, who is Samsa? Is it Miyara? Somehow Miyara and not Miyara? Is it someone else entirely?

the question was summoned

NAAN

@🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄 yep! that's what I'd like to do, since even I get bored XD;;

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

spooky finger wave

MathTans the Pun Prince

Were the other bodies even human, necessarily?

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

snuffysam

@MathTans the Pun Prince you mean, like, one's a dog?

NAAN

an example of some of the water punk angels, sans wings

snuffysam

cute!

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

oooooh, they look bad ass~!

MathTans the Pun Prince

Yeah, or a dolphin or something. Like, we're not the only intelligence on the planet.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

those are some awesome designs

snuffysam

i mean that's a possibility. i feel like most of the other bodies are probably human though.

Kabocha

Also ooh, I like the punk angels!

MathTans the Pun Prince

Extending a little less then, would they be female?

snuffysam

hmm that's a trickier one to answer

the prototypical magical girl leagues are typically filled with... like... girls

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

im curious about the fact that when wyda came ara mentioned something about having trouble "with the one here ." so does that mean that theyre in different cities? different times? other planets

snuffysam

but I suppose there's nothing saying a boy can't be one of them

MathTans the Pun Prince

And would they also be as young as Miyara? Like, maybe one was an 80 year old woman. And she's passed away, hence why we might not be meeting her.

bends all the rules

NAAN

nyuck nyuck

@snuffysam there's a hint in my DA gallery

MathTans the Pun Prince

It might be fun to meet some ghosts.

snuffysam

the story's themes are pretty multicultural as far as the mystical beings go, yet so far we've stuck to Japan for the human side. so I'm thinking the other bodies will be from other countries.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i would be really interested in seeing an 80 year old magical angel girl XD

MathTans the Pun Prince

Miyara did have that one panel where she was old and missing her juice.

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

me too XD

80yr old magical girl for the win

snuffysam

I suppose if the magical girls get old and die eventually, that explains why Ara needed a new one right now?

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

but do we know for sure they age

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

idk if they get old. im unclear but it kind of sounds like theyre giving up their physical bodies for a higher purpose

Kabocha

They might not live long enough

snuffysam

true true. that could be one of the things Miyara loses

MathTans the Pun Prince

They live long enough to get new threads.

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

they're really just energy dolls that get eaten

you are my eleven energy pod meals

Kabocha

See, this is why we should deal with celi instead

MathTans the Pun Prince

At least with her, you know where you stand?

(In front of a firing squad?)

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

im getting suspicious that Kabocha is trying to bring us to the dark side

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

kabo must like the dark side

as long as it's not an angels vs. demon where the demons are right story

MathTans the Pun Prince

Hah! NAAN, you're hilarious.

Also, so fast.

Kabocha

Hey, I don't trust Ara very much. I'll trust Celi, who wants to kill everyone instead. At least we know where she stands

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

to be fair i dont trust ara that much either. i feel ara is very much a use them and lose them sort of person cause omg higher purpose yadda yadda yadda

not to say i think celi is right, just i imagine theres a little bit of ara sucks as motivation

MathTans the Pun Prince

Ara is, I think, not used to pushback.

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

yeah i don't trust ara either

ara seems too high strung and emotional to be logically rational

snuffysam

But Miyara could be the one to change her ways

MathTans the Pun Prince

(Maybe that's why she picked Miyara on some level. She needs someone to challenge her.)

snuffysam

exactly

MathTans the Pun Prince

wavelengths

As far as Samsa goes, I think that's a type of fried food. Or possibly the person Miyara turns into when she has episodes.

(Episodes when she craves fried foods.)

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

the impression i get is samsa was a past life or something

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

i was confused by the samsa thing

snuffysam

maybe she

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

but my assumption is that i'm meant to be at this point

snuffysam

's the 80yr old who died

that Miyara is replacing

Kabocha

I feel like Celi's been slowly destroying Ara's spare bodies.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

if thats the case why cant celi touch miyara now as ara stated?

Kabocha

but if Ara is the Universe. And she has multiple bodies... does that make each body a parallel universe?

MathTans the Pun Prince

Hm, maybe Samsa is a past life, and that's what Miyara's reliving when she has episodes.

NAAN

whispers into the wind 'there's a hint in chapter three ~re: samsa~

tiny

MathTans the Pun Prince

Haaha, now I want to see all the characters in short shorts.

NAAN

they can be more comfortable than a short dress, that's for sure 8'D

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

samsa is the beetle?(edited)

Kabocha

"I am the obscure object of desire, that which gods eye; my unkown origin I am she of transcendence I am she of dirt I contain the knowledge of Good and Evil but she has allowed the Living God ---"

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

"The Egyptian god Khepri, Ra as the rising sun, was often depicted as a scarab beetle"

is it related to that, lol

MathTans the Pun Prince

(When I do an image search on "samsa", I still just get fried food. Maybe it thinks I typed "samosa".)

Kabocha

I actually thought "Samsa" was short for "Samsara"

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

oh good

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

oh noice~!

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i thought i was the only one who thought samsara XD

NAAN

@🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄 no beetles involved, sadly

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

when i saw samsa

NAAN

cockroaches though

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

I kept thinking of samson

shot

Kabocha

:'3

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

tear for no beetles

NAAN

dedication in reading and transcribing what it says on page 3, Kabocha XD

Kabocha

You hide stuff in little details

>:3 so it's a good hunt

MathTans the Pun Prince

Check behind the fridge.

NAAN

nah, that's where fujiro's hiding from nonka

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

lolol

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i dont think theres a lot of space behind the fridge for that O_O

MathTans the Pun Prince

You're not thinking 5th dimensionally. (That's where all the other bodies are, in the 5th dimension.)

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

ah i see my mistake XD

so i wonder what this promise samsa made was O_O that miyara cant escape

like the slavery promise

the i hate celi too promise

MathTans the Pun Prince

The you can have my first born child promise.

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

looooooooool

make them babies

MathTans the Pun Prince

smol Celi?

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

thinking teen preg is highly improbable in this XD

MathTans the Pun Prince

Art Gallery is not the best place to pick up guys.

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

d'aaaaaw

Kabocha

The art gallery is a good way to pick up incarnations of oneself though

and targets for murder.

MathTans the Pun Prince

"Oh look, I'm in that painting of 50 years ago. ... ... Waaaaait."

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

it's like that episode of yugioh

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

ah these are super cute pics~!

QUESTION 4. The comic opens showing a war between Celi and Ara. While it’s implied that Ara won the battle, what exactly happened is unclear. What do you think the spell that stopped Celi was? What was the war about/what exactly are Celi’s goal? Who is Celi to Ara? Why has Celi returned only now?(edited)

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

yus ;3;

i assumed it was a good vs. evil battle

MathTans the Pun Prince

Could be chaos vs order. Maybe Celi wants to sow chaos.

Kabocha

At first, yeah, I was like, "ooh, Lucifer analogue"

but if it's chaos vs order, then Celi and Ara are inextricably linked :3

ONE CANNOT EXIST WITHOUT THE OTHER

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

maybe

it's inside someone's head

the inner battle of the mind

MathTans the Pun Prince

Maybe the goal is to devour the other and have one being for both then.

(I make up weird theories a lot.)

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

tbh i was leaning towards celi is trying to destory the system and isnt a fan of the ara angel thing and the servant stuff. and celi just mad cause she somehow feels used.

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

aaaaah yeah that's my leaning as well

because that's generally what i assume with angels vs demons

NAAN

(aw man, they're inversed. oh wELL)

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

lol omg XDXD

MathTans the Pun Prince

I want to believe. ^.^

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i wonder where celi has been this whole time

cause i wouldve assumed imprisoned but ara seemed surprised

well not surprised

but definitely didnt have a concrete when

MathTans the Pun Prince

That's a good question. Why not attack Miyara when she was younger and less able to defend herself? I don't think they exist out of time...

Kabocha

Celi shows up when she wants.

But tbh I think she's more likely to show up where/when Ara exists

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

great now all i can picture is celi sitting back and talking about how everyone needs to chill out and how time is a construct of man to control ppl and how the sheeple need to wake up

Kabocha

see, I was imagining something more... Cartman like

"Screw you guys, I do what I want!"

MathTans the Pun Prince

Celi's been on the talk show circuit.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

hmm but back more on track, is it possible that by ara scoping out miyara that somehow summoned celi in and of itself. cause they both get a fair shot at the bodies.

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

i don't think celi actually wants her dead

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

and so it goes like Ara: Ah man you killed the body this time. Celi: I know right. Well see you next century. Good luck~!

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

but to use her

MathTans the Pun Prince

Could be. Actually, does Celi have minions? Why take action when you can send underlings?

Maybe the underlings failed? (All they did was make her eat lots of buns.)

Kabocha

Celi prefers to do things herself. ;3

besides, why share the power. It's so much better in one body

MathTans the Pun Prince

Celi originally wanted her dead. Unless that was all an act to get her in Ara's clutches. O.o

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

idk tho cause in that opening scene it kind of seemed multiple ppl were fighting each other vs. attacking just celi

MathTans the Pun Prince

(The big twist is they've been working together the whole time...)

"So the plan is I attack, you save her, you get the body, I get the soul?"

NAAN

( having too much fun with these, let me know if it gets annoying though )

reads and still vibrates in the meantime

MathTans the Pun Prince

OMG, not annoying at all. You're so good.

Also, I know my theory doesn't really hold water because of the whole transformation thing. ^.^

NAAN

I like everyone's theories for celi's purpose especially. She does have a good reason....( of course i think it's good, i wrote it lmao )

MathTans the Pun Prince

'Tis better to die as the girl you were, than to become a slave to my sister...

Kabocha

of course Miyara would enjoy Kafka lol

is she slowly gonna become a bug

is that how people will see her from now on?

slowly, Miyara becomes a creature beyond her ken -- but yet pitiable somehow.

MathTans the Pun Prince

I think that'd bug her.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

Kabocha

Come now, let's not ANTagonize with bad puns

NAAN

tis better to roach her than to rooster her(edited)

i tried

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

someone better tell her that shes truly looking like the pest she is if she starts looking like a bug

mostly ara

MathTans the Pun Prince

Puns is, like, actually my name though. ^.^ Flea now.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

so on a different note im curious what wyda's relationship to ara is

like how do they know each other

did they meet at starbucks

MathTans the Pun Prince

Good point. There's fire deities and water deities, maybe they all have parties?

Oh, maybe Wyda was an old body of hers?

Or maybe she simply officiates at the weddings.

Kabocha

"Yo, I heard you like Caramel Macchiatos -- wanna fight your evil twin sister together?"

Wydanno the answers

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

loooool

MathTans the Pun Prince

There was that interesting parallel conversation too, like Wyda wasn't going to stick around for the heavy stuff.

Kabocha

Well, I'm pretty sure she's seen what happens when people are Celi-ng their soul to Ara.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

well it does sound like wyda just mostly came to "witness," whatever that means in this context

but why would there need to be a witness

is it like getting married for real XD

MathTans the Pun Prince

They exchange magic rings. There's many tears.

Kabocha

Hey, wait

is... Is Ara wearing two rings on one hand

DAMMIT IT ALL COMES BACK TO ZENCHAV

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

looooool omg noooooo

MathTans the Pun Prince

Familiar ring to it?

Kabocha

but serious question -- is it "Celi" pronounced "Seli" -- or is it "Celi" pronounced "Sealy"

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

i keep reading it as sealy

MathTans the Pun Prince

Miyara climbs out of a well "I have seen the cursed video tape!"

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

so before we close out does anyone have any final thoughts they want to share?

MathTans the Pun Prince

Huh, I read it as Seli.

Kabocha

I kept reading it "seli" ahaha

(hence the "Selling" pun)

MathTans the Pun Prince

Falling sequences were well done, I'll toss that out there.

NAAN

I would pronounce it "seli" -- however, I usually tell people to pronounce it as ce-lai, because my understanding has been that Americans don't know how to pronounce spanish sounding words right. and then it turns out, everyone's pronouncing it correctly anyway! XD for real though, the pronounciations of the names isn't so much a big thing? unless it's like wyda, where it's there haha (I did like the vida idea though)

🎄🌟Draco ⭐ Plato 🌟🎄

i thought the falling sequence was done really well as well

Kabocha

Ahahaha, well, with Wyda, I went all german on it so I mean

'cause I keep seeing german pop up in comic

NAAN

That would be a good presumption though! And probably if the comic were translated into German, that'd happen XD(edited)

I keep saying the f sound anytime I see someone with a germanic sounding last name though (like Justin Verlander, pfft)

Kabocha

Ahahaha

Kabocha

Well, in any case, I do look forward to seeing how the comic progresses once you're done with grad school

MathTans the Pun Prince

Well, here's hoping Miyara comes to terms with whatever she needs to come to terms with.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

Unfortunately, the scheduled Comic Tea Party is now complete~! Thank you everyone so much for joining this week’s chat~! That being said, if you would like to continue discussing the comic, we encourage you to do so~! We want to give a big thank you to NAAN, as well, for volunteering Legendary Beings Ara & Celi for our reading queue. If you liked the comic, please be sure to support NAAN’s efforts. If you have questions, concerns, or suggestions about CTP, please feel free to PM me, or e-mail me at [email protected].

With that said, next week’s Comic Tea Party will focus on Cosmic Fish by Cosmographia. Please use this week to read as much of the comic as you would like. Hope to see you next Thursday (December 28th) from 5PM to 7PM PST~! Until then~! Comic: http://cosmicfishes.com/

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dont read this im just seeing if it works, its unedited and currently shit

"Excuse me, but I happen to think Mávri gáta is hilarious. Those puns are spot on."

Aria opened her mouth and paused, before closing it again.

"Zào Fortuna has got spots right?."

"Wait were you trying to aim a pun at her, but then forgot if she had spots?

"Uh, maybe..."

"Dude, you're an idiot in every sense of the word."

Aria hung her head.

"...I know."

"That's nice."

Aria threw a pillow at her before exploding in a fit of giggles.

"Mooncaaaake! You're supposed to give me a hug and say sorry!"

Marinette sighed and blew her nails before turning to look at Aria.

"We both know how that goes down."

Aria sighed and stood up.

"Have you heard from Adrien in the past few days?"

"You know what? I haven't."

"Last time I talked to him, he told me he got a boyfriend."

"He did? Why didn't I know about that?"

"Babe, weren't you on the other line?"

"Uh... I think I fell asleep."

"Wow. You really need to stop staying up all night on commissions."

"Speaking of, any news about that stuff?"

"Well, from what I've heard, my little sister from another mister is traveling to Gotham because her fashion business has taken off. 'The mysterious designer MDC has bypassed Gabriel Agreste in the polls!'

"Well, what you heard is true-'

"I also heard that you get to stay in Wayne Manor and bring a friend. Maybe Sabine?"

"What? And risk her finding out that I parade around the city in spots every night? No thanks."

"Hm. Chloe?"

"The invitation would be wasted. She's already going to Gotham with her mom."

"What about Alya?"

"Since 2 heroes will be out of commission, Rena is going to be needed here."

"I don't know."

Aria collapsed on the bed with a groan before sitting up and smirking.

"Lila."

"Okay. Your guessing privileges have been revoked."

"Noooooo! How else will I find out who you're going to take?!"

"By asking. Like a normal person."

"How dare you assume that I'm normal."

"Now I'm beginning to wonder if I should actually tell you."

"Okay, okay! I'll shut up! Just please tell me who, so I don't have to stay up till 3, guessing."

"I wanted to ask you."

"Uh, I will give you an entire list of reasons why I shouldn't come. Plus, I don't really think they'd let me bring the cat."

"I'm asking right now, and if they say no, then I'll politely decline the invitation."

"I don't want you to miss ou-"

"They replied!"

"What? Let me see!"

Aria scrambled off the chaise and scurried over to Marinette, tripping in the process.

"Wait! Let me get up!"

Aria jumped up and stumbled into the desk.

Marinette clicked the email and recited it aloud.

"Dear MDC, your friend's cat will be allowed. If you need to arrange anything to bring your cat on the plane, please do not hesitate to ask.

Aria squealed and hugged Marinette.

"Ok. If we can start packing now, I'll come with you."

"Why do we have to pack now? The trip isn't until Saturday and it's only Wednesday! Can't we just enjoy the first sleepover we've had in a month?"

"Babe, please? I hate procrastinating."

"What are you talking about? You love procrastinating!"

"I don't love it, It just happens to be my default."

"Same difference!"

"Um, no, not the same difference."

"Nyah."

-------

"Dante. I am begging you. Don't turn off the computer yet."

"Aria. it's almost 1 A.M and we both have class tomorrow."

"I knoooow! But I put my fucking heart into this, and if you turn it off right now, it will delete and I have no way of saving it."

"Aria. Go to bed now."

"Nooooo! I have to finish it!"

"Fine. But as soon as the clock gets to 1. I'm turning everything off. Just because you're my favorite doesn't mean I'll let you get away with anything."

"Boi! I let you get away with so many illegal things! Can I not just stay up for another hour to finish a damn design?!"

"Aria?"

"Hi, Minette."

"Are you gonna stay up again while binge-ing on coffee?"

"Maybe..."

"Marinette. Please tell my idiot sister that she needs sleep too."

"Aria-"

"Noooo! My favorites are teaming up to defeat me!"

"Aria. Go. To. Bed."

"No!"

Aria jumped up, seized the computer, shot into the bathroom.

"Ha! Now you can't stop me from finishing this!"

"Okay. I give up. Marinette, she's yours now."

Dante slowly backed out of the kitchen with his arms raised.

"Aria. Come out. Please. It's not a sleepover if it's only one person. Plus I need someone to binge-watch movies with!"

"...What kind of movies?"

"Um, MIB International, Charlie's Angels, Hanna, Atomic Blonde, La Femme Nikita-"

"I'm in. Just give me a second."

The sound of shuffling around could be heard in the unusually silent house. The bathroom door opened to show a dark room a few seconds later, and Aria emerged holding a closed laptop.

"I thought it wasn't going to save?"

"Yeah uh, I lied. I just wanted to keep working."

"Geez. I bet you'll be the only person in Gotham like this."

"Well, I do try to be unique!"

"Okay, we need to finish packing."

"But what about the movies?!"

"We'll watch them while we pack."

"Yay!"

-------

Five movies and two panic attacks later:

"Mooncake! Do you know where my-"

"Beanie? Downstairs in the tardis."

"Oh my gosh, thank you! I need to take a shower, are you almost finished packing?"

"Yeah, two more outfits and I'll be done."

"Kay. My phone is charging next to the window, the password is 314159, the flashy purple app turns on the TV."

With that, Aria walked out of the room and shut the door. Not even 2 minutes later, the sound of running water could be heard, along with the song 'Consideration' was blasting through the house. Marinette shook her head and laughed.

"Geez Ember. Too loud."

Marinette folded the last outfit and placed it in her suitcase. Walking over to the window, she was attacked by Kiro.

“Ack! Get off!”

Marinette started to try and shake the cat off and Kiro released her leg. She jumped onto the bed and yanked her legs up to avoid any further scratches. The door slammed open to reveal a soaking wet Aria in a towel. She still had soap bubbles in her hair and it had stuck to her face while she was running.

“I heard a screech! Is everything okay?”

Marinette stared for a second longer before laughing so hard she fell off the bed.

“OH MY GOSH! Did you just- holy crap! The cat just jumped on me!”

“...are you freaking kidding me? I literally jumped out of the shower to see what in the world was going on. I thought you were being abducted.”

“I’m so sorry! I just-” Marinette collapsed into another fit of giggles.

“Okay, since you’re obviously fine, I’m gonna go finish my shower. Next time, don’t screech unless it’s an emergency. Now my clothes are wet because of my idiocy. Goodbye, Little Missy Macaron.”

Aria walked out of the room, leaving Marinette to try and clean up the water mess. She just threw a towel over the puddle.

Aria walked into the bathroom while shaking her head slowly. She picked up her phone and pressed shuffle on her playlist. Once again, a song started blasting through the house.

————

Marinette grabbed Aria’s phone and unlocked it. She pressed the purple icon that Aria had told her about and clicked the red power button at the top. Nothing happened.

Right. The TV is downstairs.

Marinette sighed and checked under the bed before leaving the safety of the mattress. She picked up her two suitcases and took them downstairs. 5 minutes later, the sound of gunshots and suspenseful music coming from the living room rivaled the pop music coming from the upstairs bathroom.

—————-

Dante, Evita, and Armando came home to three girls shouting and running around, with another standing off to the side and filming. Chloe and Alya had come over to help after Aria had gotten out of the shower. Though it quickly turned into Chloe chasing Aria around and trying to get her to put on some clothes that weren’t covered in paint, and Alya filming Marinette freaking out about losing her deodorant.

“Dante! I stole your Pikachu boxers because they were in my drawers!” Aria ran past him, a disgruntled Chloe in hot pursuit.

“Why do I care?”

“Just thought you should know in case you start looking for them while I’m gone!”

“Speaking of being gone, shouldn’t you guys get going? Your flight leaves in 4 hours.”

“Crap! Evita! Do you have work soon? Can you drive us to the airport?”

“Can’t you guys just bike?”

Aria stopped and stared at Evita incredulously. Chloe didn't slow down quick enough and slammed both girls into the ground.

“Okay, are you stupid? Because we have like, 4 bags each, and the airport is like 45 miles away. ”

“Okay. I’ll take you, but I do have to work soon so we have to go now.”

“Okay. Akiv! Stop! Do you have your bags?”

“Yes, Ember.”

“Mousinette! Are you ready?”

“I NEED DEODORANT.”

“We can get some at the airport.”

“GAH! Okay, fine. Let’s go.”

The three girls ran to give Alya a hug before they left.

“Bye Als! Love you!”

“Adios, Vixen! Te Quiero!”

“Salut Alya!”

——————-

ONE EXCRUCIATINGLY LONG CAR RIDE LATER:,

Marinette, Aria, and Chloe stepped out of the Envoy and took their bags out of the trunk.

“Zai Jian, Evita! Te Quiero mucho!”

“Adios Mija! Je t’aime!”

Aria gave Evita a hug before slinging her book bag and purse over her shoulder and pulling her suitcase over to the entrance. The girls watched the car drive off before turning and walking into the airport.

“Ay Dios Mio…”

“What?”

“Look at the lines!” Aria gestured over to about fifty people standing in front of a counter.

“Oh, mon Dieu.”

“Um, no. Look at your tickets. We have first-class. Which is the line over there.” Choe pointed over to a short line with only a few people.

“Oh, thank goodness.” Marinette sighed as she scanned over her plane ticket.

“Wait, really?” Aria scrambled for the small slip of paper in her wallet, accidentally dropping it.

A young male, probably around 15, picked it up. He smiled and held it out to her.

“Here you go, m’lady”

“Thanks, bro,” Aria grunted.

The boy froze for only a second, but it was long enough for her to pluck the leather contraption out of his hand and walk away with the other girls. When they were out of earshot, they all burst out laughing.

“Oh my gosh! Did you see his face when you called him ‘bro’?!”

“That was hilarious,” Aria wiped tears from her eyes.

“Welp, now we know how she keeps guys away.”

“Who knew it was so simple?”

“No. It’s simple for me. I am the Goddess of repellent. You two are mere mortals.”

“She’s right! Oh, Great One! We are unworthy of your presence, but we beg to learn your ways!” Marinette got down on one knee, with one hand over her heart and the other being held out to Aria.

“Oh, get up Mooncake. They’re looking at us crazy again.” Chloe pulled the smaller girl onto her feet and ruffled her hair.

Marinette giggled, then bowed and took Aria’s hand.

“I am forever indebted to you for teaching me.” She kissed the brunette’s hand before standing up straight again.

“Mooncake, I love you, but that was the weirdest thing you’ve ever done.”

“Thanks, Abelle.”

“No problem babe.”

Aria rolled her eyes.

“Next!”

The girls looked up to see it was their turn in line.

“Please place your bags in the designated area.” The lady behind the desk gestured to a wire container.

Marinette looked to the side and placed her suitcase into the basket. The other girls quickly followed suit.

“Names?”

“Marinette Dupain-Cheng.”

“Aria Couture.”

“Chloe Bourgeois.”

The lady typed their names into the computer before waving them away. Marinette saw the dull look in her eyes and pulled out 3 macarons before whispering something and smiling.

“Excuse me, Madame? Here are a few macarons. I hope you have a nice day!”

Marinette picked up her bags and walked away with her friends. She didn’t miss the small smile that appeared on the woman’s face.

“So, what’d you do to the cookies?”

“Let’s just say the rest of her week will be much better.”

“Minette, I have absolutely no idea what you're implying, and at this point, I'm too scared to ask.”

————

“This is why I hate flying. I’m already exhausted and we haven’t even been at the airport for 2 hours.” Marinette groaned.

“We’re done with all the security stuff, and our suitcases are already boarding the plane, which basically means we can currently do whatever we want. And don’t you still need deodorant?”

“Ugh. You’re right. Let’s go.”

Aria grinned and walked towards a sandwich restaurant.

“Aria, where are you going? The toiletries place is over there.” Marinette pointed to a little kiosk next to the bathrooms.

“Come on. You didn’t really think we would get deodorant before we got food, did you?”

“...I am kind of hungry…”

“Let’s go then!”

Aria grabbed Marinette’s right hand and Chloe’s left hand and yanked them over to the restaurant.

——————

“Flight Number 763, First class, Now boarding.”

Aria jolted awake at the sound of the announcement. She looked over at Chloe and Marinette sleeping peacefully and contemplated waking them up. She'd rather not lose an eye, or two.

Chloe woke up as the brunette picked up a small pink bookbag.

“Good morning Chlo,” Aria yawned.

“...hi Ari.”

Grabbing all of their backpacks, she took the tickets and passports out and walked over to the admittance booth.

“Tickets please."

“Here,” Aria handed him all three tickets and passports.

Aria looked up at the man in the booth.

“Can we go in or do you need sleeping beauty over here to confirm something,” Aria pointed at Marinette.

“Um. You can go in…”

“Thanks, have a nice day!”

The girls walked to the plane and found their seats quickly. Chloe helped Aria set Marinette down and put the carry-on bags in the capsules above them. Both girls fell back asleep about 10 minutes after they buckled up.

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maliiik-blog1 · 7 years ago

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because i dont shower you with the love you deserve. @coruscatte

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There is no doubt in his mind that Robin is more than capable of taking care of herself but when it comes to overworking herself for everyone’s sake, she loses the sight of her own health. Chrom noticed that she often spent the nights reading and working on strategies and despite whatever he do to bring her back to bed, she, later on, gets up and work more.

He had to consult Cordelia and Sumia since they are close to her and would give him an advice to his problem.

“Sire, I can’t tell you what you can do. This is Robin we’re talking about and who knows her better than her husband? Hang in there, my lord.” Cordelia tried to sound less critical. Not many likes to ask her for advice since she takes it very seriously even though she means well.

“Um, how about talking to her? Maybe she’ll understand that you are worried about her and..um...tries to rest more?” Sumia offered her piece.

“Mh-mm...I tried reasoning with her but she keeps saying that it is her job to ensure everyone is safe.” Chrom sighed and crossed his arms.

The two pegasus riders giggled and each patted Chrom’s shoulders before leaving him to his own devices.

Later that day, there was a meeting with Ferox ambassadors about the new trading line that will be set later this month near the border between the two countries. Of courtesy, Chrom and Robin were waiting for their guests to arrive. He couldn’t help but notice how his wife was breathing, her intakes are sharp and slow. Gods..he wished he could pick her up and tuck her in her bed to sleep. Eyes widened when she seemed like about to fall to the back. Quickly, his right palm pressed against her back to support her. It pained him that in this situation, he cannot be selfish and ask her to leave. What made it worse that the guests came so he could only support her from the back. Robin will be crossed at him if he tried to deprive her of her work thus he respect that she will excuse herself if she felt worse. “Please, don’t push yourself,” he whispered to her and she responded with a smile.

By the gods, the meeting felt like an eternity since he was torn between focusing on the current discussion and Robin who was pushing herself. Once they saw their guests outside to their carriage, Chrom turned to Robin, picking her up, bridal style, looks at Frederick, “I’ll leave the rest to you,” he told him. “Aye, milord! You take care of her,” The knight bowed smiling at the two.

Robin did not have much energy to fight Chrom so she gladly let him carry her. The exalt opens the flaps of their tent and walks in, gently place his wife on the bed before going back to close the flaps to ensure privacy then walks back to his beautiful wife. “Now, do me a favor and close your eyes,” hand caressed her cheek. Robin giggled and snuggled closer to him like a cat, rubbing her face closer to his hand. “I swear...heh..” the husband leaned towards her, pressing a soft kiss on her sweet lips, “Now sleep or I’ll be very sad,” almost sounded like a pout. The tactician snickered but complied to his wish and closed her eyes. Chrom then ran his fingers through her silver hair before wrapping his arms around her petite body, pulling her closer to him. Her head is resting on his chest, going up and down as he breathed. He watched her fall asleep. Mission accomplished huh? It’s like a weight off his shoulders. To be honest, he was out of ideas to persuade the tactician to sleep but thankfully she did agree and took a rest. He was ready to try everything to make her fall asleep but he was saved...for now.

Since they don’t have any obligations, for now, he closed his eyes and slept as well, cradling his love between his arms. God only knows how long it was, but he heard a fumbling and noises but it was so comfortable to look for the source. Moments later, there was a movement on the bed. Gods, Robin is trying to get up and go to work? “Mm...Robin...You promised to...” a snicker was heard so he quickly opened his eyes to see the twins giggling at their parents. “!! M-Morgan! Marc!” the two placed their indexes on their lips shushing their father who stopped himself. “What is wrong? Why’re you guys here?” he whispered but of course, Robin was already awoken but thought she could pretend to be asleep and see where this goes. “We heard mother is giving you a hard time so we came to support you, father!” Morgan chirped happily. “Mh-mm. But it seems you have managed Father.” Marc commented. “It does not matter~ group huuug~” Morgan laid beside her mother and wrapped her arms around her waist, burying her face in her back. “Ng! M-Morgan! That’s unfair!” Marc protested trying to find a place to fit in.

Robin was at her limit. She was holding her laughter but burst when Chrom tried to calm the two down to not wake their mother. “E-eh!? Y-you were awake!? See!! You woke up your mother!” he hissed at them. The twin felt bad and slide away from them but Robin glared at Chrom and gestured at the two to come closer, between them. Morgan happily crawled back but Marc remained where he sat down. “ . . . Come here, Marc.” Chrom raised his left hand towards Marc, gesturing to come closer but he shook his head, “No, it is alright. I’m sorry for waking up mother.” Robin lowkey jabbed Chrom’s side, “Nng! . . .Look, I’m sorry I yelled. You guys were trying to help and it is not your fault your mother is awake.” The father tried to persuade his son to come. “ . . . “ Marc remained silent before Morgan spoke again, “Aww come on! It’s getting colder here! If you did not come I’ll take all this place for me. Shame if you don’t wanna be here, it’s alllll for me~” she teased her twin. “H-hey!” Marc mused, “....move it, shorty.” he crawled next to Morgan, besides Chrom. “See~ easy.” Morgan patted Marc’s head and the two started their sibling fight. Robin wrapped her arms around the two, glancing at Chrom. “ . . .*sigh* Why can’t I be the one to be hugged...” he smiled as he wrapped his arms around his wife and children. “Hehe father is strong, you will choke us.” Morgan giggled. “So you won’t escape anytime soon.” Chrom nuzzled the twin and kissed his wife forehead, making Morgan laughs and Marc gags. “Father!” the boy hissed.

The mother kissed her children then to tease Marc, she placed a kiss on Chrom’s lips. Marc squirmed to get away but Robin kept holding him meanwhile Morgan was still laughing and Chrom getting elbowed by Marc’s attempt to leave the hug. “WILL YOU GUYS JUST SLEEP?” the exalt had enough of this and started his ‘Make them sleep’ plan but tickling the children and of course Robin. The four then decided to take a nap which is about time.

#coruscatte #👑[CORUSCATTE.] (i pledge my life & my heart to you; my love)#👑[ic.] (i have to prove myself)#//i felt like some diabetic fam love #//you cant fight me sol #// lo v em eh

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tmntl0verthings · 7 years ago

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Textual Contact

chapter 3 × feat. Michelangelo

Y: hey ^>^

R: sup shortstack

Y: nm tallstack

R: thats horrible..

Y: wut?

R: tall stack? Really? Whered u learn that. School for the uncreative

Y: hey!

R: hey 😄

Y: 😒

R: so whats up?

Y: nm honestly. Im in gym.

R: And?

Y: its boring. U run around inside a room with smelly boys and snotty girls

R: its good for you

Y: shaddup

R: lol

Y: wbu?

R: im chillin. My second work out starts in 10 minutes.

Workout schedule: 6am-10am-3:00pm-7:30pm

Y: and where does training come into play?

R: whenever dad schedules it

Y: oooooh tell me about ur dad. Plz.?

R: uugh ur soooo wantttyyyyy

Y: yes..yes i am

R: lol well hes old, we were all orphans and he took us under his wing. Hes really been there for all of us. Even if we arent blood related.

Y: wow. Didnt see that coming. At all.

R: XD

Y: thats really sweet of him. So like what? U guys lived on the streets. Or orphanage's?

R: well we were just babies at the time so I dont remember

Y: oh alright

R: wbu. I dont know anything about you and im just spilling my guts

Y: ewwww!!

R: what

Y: thats so graphic! Omg the imagining in my head right now. -barfs- 😷😦

R: Lol so?? Tell me.

Y: well i live in bronx and Ivd been here for the last 8 years. I moved when i was just a girl. Life has been alright. I could do without the cat calling from guys. Its pathetic. I dabble in art sometimes. Only when im in the mood. I go to school (duh). I; just like any girl love to cook and bake. I just got into yoga.

R: nice. So what can u bake me?

Y: bake u? Like.. for u?

R: yeah

Y: practically anything. But i wanna see this ✌family✌ first.

R: quotes? really? Make me sound like a liar. Whats wrong wit' chu.

Y: well mmeehhhhh to u too grumpy

R: pfft 😝😝

Y: hey i gotta go. Gym teacher is walking my way.

R: mk

~3 hours later~

M: hheey gurrrlll

Y: lol nm. Wbu raphie kins

M:..are u raphs secret girlfriend or something. Cause only i call raph stuff like that.

Y: 😐 who is dis? Isnt this raphs account.

M: yeah im that kind of brother. So what's ur name sweetcheeks??

Y: y/n

M: ooh Mikey Likey.

Y: mikey? That's ur name

M: well my name is much longer so ppl call me mikey.

Y: oooohh. OH u must have a renaissance name too!

M: bingo

Y: whats ur whole name

M: eehhhh idk if i wanna tell you. Ur kiinndaaa short.

Y:....wut

M: ur kinda short

Y: well ur kinda weird

M: why thank you (Casinova voice)

Y: 😳

M: so tell me. How did u meet leo and then raph?

Y: leo texted me first by Accident thinking i was someone named april. Then leo used raphs phone which led me to talking to raph.

M: makes sense. So u like to bake?? I love baking! Im trying to make my own dish but i cant seem to get any right.

Y: oooh~ whats ur dish?

M: well it tends to vary. I tried to make a carrot lasagna. Failed ✖ Marble pancakes. Something went wrong there. ✖ I tried making chocolate covered asparagus. Failed✖

Y: oo so ur going all out?

M: yea.

Y: maybe i could help. Maybe i could finally meet ur family.

M: oh~ um. I dont think dad would like that. He doesnt like new ppl.

Y: but everyone loves me 😃😃😗

M: lol that may be true (idk) but i shouldnt disobey.

Y: ur family is very different from others ive met. Its like ur hiding. U guys dont go to a public school. Ur home schooled. U cant share ur 'Training' with me.

M: ..well its complicated. But lets not talk about that.

Y: but i want tooooooo

M: nu

Y: yeash

M: nu nu

Y: fine.. what do u do for hobbiez??

M: well i love gaming. I read comics. I guess u could say knunchucks are my passion. I use them everyday. I love movie nights OH and pizza friday. Llovveeeee pizza. Im sometimes my older brother's assistant. He's a nerd. Hes all sciency and stoof. Oh and im a drummer

Y: knunchucks! 😵😵 Wow bro. ..just wow. Thats awesome! Thats a ninja weapon right?

M: yea. But i live by a non-assassin code.

Y: wait... Is ur guyses training.. is it ninjitsue????!😱😱

M: ...nu

Y: awe. I was all excited for nothing

M: lol

Y: so whatcha doin

M: texting u during training

Y: lol so u stole raphs phone?

M:😈😈

Y: lmao so whats going on during training?

M: raph and don are in one team while Im on the other team with lameanardo.

Y: lmao ppl dont like leo?

M: hes like Secondary dad

Y: really? I havent noticed. Like legit havent noticed. No sarcasm in this.

M: lol well if u really knew him. Youd understand.

M: i gotta go. Leo and splinter are on my butt about me on raphs phone.

Y: Lol figured raph would be more on u than the others.

M: lol tru. Ttyl

Y: kk

~since its after school and ur at home. U decided to go for a walk with earbuds.

You clicked ur earbuds into the headphone jack and grabbed a pop tart before u left ur parents apartment. You opened the door to fell a perfect autumn breeze in the cool air. You slipped on your light blue sweater with dark blue lining. Your (hair brushed out/hair in a pony tail.) You locked your door and started walking. You walked around for 40 minutes. Your elbow got caught on the wire of your headphones making them pop out of your ears. You Ughed as you tried putting them back in. You stopped when you heard a trashcan lid fall. You froze as you looked down the sunset shadowed alleyway. You narrowed your eyes adjusting your vision. You saw something trying to stand still but you saw it move just a little as it was breathing. Your eyes grew wider in fear. you continued walking but then turned around to look at the alley one more time to make sure u werent imagining it. You didnt see anything. You felt something touch your ankle. You screeched with a jump back as you looked down to see a taby cat. You exhaled as you then looked up to see it was getting dark. A "let me out im stuck in your pocket" notification tone went off. You looked down to see Leo texted you. you answered his text as you walked away from the alley. Up above on a fire escape crouched over in the alley was someone watching you answer the text with their green eyes. They narrowed as they watched you walk.

L: hey

Y: aye 😀

L: whatcha doin?

Y: just walking around ny wbu

L: same

Y: maybe ill bump into you 😎

L: doubt it XD we're looking down at our phones.

~you laughed out loud by an apartment Leo was ontop of. Leo looked over the edge to see a girl on her phone. As she texted

Y: lol so tru

L: so where are you anyways? ~ leo heard a Let me out of your pocket notification from down below. He looked back down at the girl still standing there

Y: Im at est. N' broadway

L: ohh i see.

~ he heard the notification tone once again. He rose a brow at this point.

Y: wbu??

L: im no where near u ~leo lied considering thats exactly where he was~

Y: im getting hungry. Ooh i see s hotdog stand! Yaassss!!

L: lol

~leo saw the girl go and get a hotdog from Oscars dogs

His eyes widened realizing he practically met you at this point. "Dude is it time to go home yet??" Mikey whined "yea no kidding. Im tired." Donnie joined in as he held his shoulder in his grasp as he moved his arm in three huge circles. "yea; you guys can go. Im gonna stay behind." Leo told them. Raph just arrived to the roof after his run. "sorry. Someone almost saw me." Raph explained. "leo said we're done for the day." Raph looked over at leo looking over the edge. He walked over to his brother and looked down. "ooh-ho-ho your stalking a girrrllll." Raph pointed out as he stood tall and confidentiality. Leo stood up from "i am not! Im just seeing if this girl is who i think she is." Raph rose a brow with his arms crossed. Leo rolled his eyes "fine im kinda stalking her." "Why??" Mikey asked. "I think its the girl ive been talking to. Also raphs been talking to." "Also me." Mikey included himself. "how come i havent met her??" Don asked feeling left out. "well i stole raphs phone to talk to her." Mikey explained.

Y: okay got my weener! 😂

Leo looked down at his phone. "oh shes texting u right now??" mikey asked enthused. "Maybe.." leo answered without looking at mikey and his brothers as he texted you. "Ooohh let me see!" Mikey tried swiping it from leos hands to only let leo dodge. Don slipped it out of his fingers as he blocked leo with his bo staff twirling in front of leo blocking him. "sorry my brothers are distracting me." Don read aloud. "give it back!" Leo demanded as he tried grabbing it from his tall brother. Looking completely short compared to his little brother. Leo stopped As he huffed annoyed at his brother as he scrolled through the convo. Leo then Drew his sword and whacked his brother on the wrist with the handle. The phone dropped out of his grasp and leo swooped down with his hand and saved it.

Y: ??

L: sorry my brother took my phone away as a joke cause hes a Jackass.

Leo typed as he spoke aloud everyone what he was typing. "a jackass huh?" Don rose a brow as he crossed his arms "yes. Now im leaving to somewhere else. Where u cant bother me." "Dude. We know where u live. We can take the phone any time we want." Mikey informed him. Leo flaunting his phone as he said " i can hide my phone." He smirked and then jumped to the next building. he lost you. His brother's distracted him for too long.

Y: so whatcha doin?

L: just walking around still. Wbu

Y: oh just walking home. My stomach doesnt feel to Good. That hot dog didnt agree with me at all.

L: sue em'

Y: lol no ty. Idk why but i really wanna go to an art museum or something. Weirdest craving ever.

L: lmao well imma head home. Ttyl y/n 🤓

Y: 😊😎

#TMNT #raph #leo #mikey #Don #2016 #Text

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queenrozaay · 7 years ago

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one drunk honest night | 5 JUL 17

{ status: ongoing } pairing: jongin x rosé bg: remember all those times jongin saved rose’s drunk self from trouble?? it’s rose’s turn to return the favor.

kji; They finally did what was impossible to do for the past few weeks. His usual gang of friends outside the idol life finally managed to drag him out of the house and here he was at this late hour sitting inside a bar, loud laughter filling the room swallowing some of his friends words. Jongin was raising his stakes a bit too high as he was handed his 6th shot and went for it. The alcohol, as much as every other time had those particular side effects, his head slightly spun and it felt far too hot inside the building. But nonetheless, it's been a while since he felt so carefree, laughing at some stupid word play his friends were messing around with, until he started getting teased. They didn't know who it was, nor did he ever confirm it but somehow they just knew it by his changed demeanor lately that something was up, with someone. He waved it off with a "pfft" and excused himself out to take a breather. A bit of a struggle walking when one was that tipsy. But now he couldn't get it off his mind. Her, to be exact. Mistakes were soon to be made since it felt like he could do just about anything in the world as he took his phone out, chaeyoung will just have to excuse him for the typos. [ kkt → my shorty ] you and I you and I you and I baaaaaby [ kkt → my shorty ] till I diiiie [ kkt → my shorty ] do you know that song? They just playd it here and I thoht of you [ kkt → my shorty ] I don't kno if you'r even awake rigt now akdhlasj heck [ kkt → my shorty ] I miss youuuuu. why do I missf you?

pcy: Chaeyoung was proud to say nothing productive was done today other than getting that full rest of sleep she had been needing. She was leaning against some pillows, mindlessly flipping through the channels, trying to look for something to keep her entertained when the sound of her phone went off, numerous times. "What on earth-" Her brows raise in surprise when she found a string of texts from him full of typos and she was torn between laughing at how cute and idiotic he was being or concerned over his well being. [ kkt -> puppy oppa] are you.. alright love? [ kkt -> puppy oppa ] and I'm afraid only you can answer that yourself, but I'm happy knowing I'm in your thoughts

kji: Jongin's grin was on full show and he didn't give a single fuck about it, most people around here weren't exactly so sober either, but it felt nice to escape into the fresh air, finding himself a seat on one of the concrete seating areas where flowers were planted in the middle, man was he feeling so completely out of it. This was probably the best hour to bombard him with questions and he'd probably answer them without hesitation. His chest fluttered with even more warmth, she was awake after all. [ kkt → my shorty ] love? My new nickname? [ kkt → my shorty ] im good think i went a littkr overboard with a few drinks. I hate drinkib games, who said you /hav/ to take a shot if you lose?? Ridiculos 🙄🙄🙄 [ kkt → my shorty ] you're always in my thoughts chaechae [ kkt → my shorty ] you know.. it's nice waking up in th mornin, having something to look forward to. Whethr it's a text mssge from you, or seein you

pcy: [ kkt -> puppy oppa ] .. mm.. what kind of stupid thing did you agree to this time? Chaeyoung nibbled on her bottom lip simply out of nervous habit. She could feel the anxiety bubbling in the pit of her stomach, worry washing over her. Was he okay? Did he need her heeeelpppp? [ kkt -> puppy oppa ] I-where are you? She chose to ignore said message despite it being so sweet. Freaking out about this can be saved for later.

kji: He took his moment with replying because idiotic and happy jongin was too busy changing her contact name, having no idea that she would actually be worrying about him. She'd never actually seen him in this state before, not that he allowed it either. [ kkt → girlfriend ] dragged out for drinks [ kkt → girlfriend ] couldn't refuse sunbae and his drinking games [ kkt → girlfriend ] intimidating mab doesn't take no for an answer He paused, looking over his shoulder to see the main entrance of this building before clumsily pointing the phones camera in that director, jesus he was a terrible photographer - the snap came out blurry, but it captured the name of the bar. Jongin could only imagine some of his friends passed out drunk on the table at this point. Good thing he grabbed his bag with him. [ kkt → girlfriend ] babyyy girl did you get th e snap?

pcy: She could hear herself muttering how he was the biggest idiot that had ever walked the face of the earth. In the next seconds following her opening his snap, Chaeyoung quickly rushed out the door, thankful that he had at least had been able to capture the bar's name. [ kkt -> puppy oppa ] Stay where you are and DONT MOVE OR FOLLOW A N Y O N E until I get there. Got it?! It doesn't take her /too/ terribly long. But eventually, Chaeyoung makes it to said bar, brows knitted together in discomfort, eyes darting around the area for a familiar lookin face in the crowd of many. Ugh- where was he?

kji: Confused as to what she meant Jongin frowned a little reading over the text, what does she mean to stay in place? Is she coming to meet him? WHAT? Is his girlfriend on her way over? His sober self would've scolded her and told her to stay at home and be safe, but drunk jongin was more than excited - plus a little tired, tomorrow his head will be killing him. Great night.

[ kkt → girlfriend ] who would I follow unless it's youuu MY GIRLFRIEND IS ACTUALLT COMING OVER?? HECK IT'S SO LATE DJJAAKADH

[ kkt → girlfriend ] I swear I'm okayyyy

Jesus christ, this will be the last time that he drank that much. For a while at least. Probably until some after performance party where all the hyungs won't leave him alone but here he was right now, leaning back on that same concrete spot near the flowers.

pcy: After pushing through a group of sweaty bodies and such she eventually spotted him sitting near some flowers. How ironic that a pretty flower boy like himself was found sitting by equally beautiful flowers. "Yah-" she began once she reached him, kneeling in front of him, trying to catch his eyes. "Do you.. know who I am?"

kji: That voice. How the heck she made it here so fast? A little slow reaction but a grin was already formed on his face when he looked down just to see exactly who he'd been wanting to see the whole night, and how funny, alcohol really made it all seem like a dream in his head. "How can I not?! I can't believe.. my dream girl just showed up." Idiotic smile for days- he placed his warm hands against her cheeks, lowering his head until his forehead pressed against hers, frowning eventually. "But yah, do you know.. what time it is? Why is my girlfriend here at a bar?!"

pcy: Before she could react quick enough he had already held her face in his hands and she's found staring into those dark brown eyes of his she loved oh so very much. "Because some idiot decided to drink his life away and make his girlfriend worry needlessly." She answered without missing much of a beat, eyes narrowing playfully. "Come- we can talk as we make our way home mmkay?" She suggested, reaching for his arm to help him stand to his feed.

kji: He only hoped he'd remember this moment tomorrow, because all in all, the care that she'd always shown him was a moment to treasure. Like the time he ended up in an accident and she came running over - and he wanted nothing else but to hug her tightly there and then had they not been in a public place. He laughed a little, his speech coming off a bit slurred "could that idiot be.. your boyfriend? My precious Chaeyoung, you shouldn't worry so much though, I swear, I would've gotten home just ay-okay! So I still can't believe you came all the way over" He lifted his hand forming that silly okay sign with his fingers, did anyone still do that? And as if to prove himself wrong, his feet weren't so great at balance and coordination like he thought they'd be gosh darn it. Her support really came in handy he was more than thankful, slightly leaning onto her with his arm draped around her shoulder and he flashed her a sheepish grin "See? Just fine~ I'm not wobbly, you are."

pcy: Chaeyoung threw him a quizzical look, lips pursed. "Mm. Sure I am." She muttered under her breath, unconvinced. The fact that she'd literally drop anything and everything and rush to his aid without much context spoke volume. She had always been the type to go out of her way to help others but not to this extent unless she cared for said person deeply. "Can you at least try not to pass out on me while I get us home, babe?" She asked, keeping her eyes fixed on the crowd of sweaty bodies again they'd have to tackle again if they wanted any means of freedom-or- quality air supply.

kji: He grinned when she looked at him, even with that expression she looked beyond adorable, or was he just being biased because he ended up liking this girl so much? Tomorrow, when he'll go step by step trying to remember how this night went, he'll be greatly touched, not even his previous ex would've went through such a great extent to come save him on a drunk night. "Mm I'm not even tired I promise" he mumbled in reassurance, even though his sleepy eyes told the differ. He was hit with a more awake energy when walking past through the crowd, turning his back more so towards the people that were far too close, shielding chaeyoung from anyone bumping in from his side, slightly wobbly yet he still managed, a loud sigh of relief followed once they were past the worst. "Phew.. Chaeyoung, when you said 'home' which home are we going to?"

pcy: Once they'd made it out into the streets safely, only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, glad they'd made it out in one piece without anyone recognizing them. Even out in the streets she still found it somewhat difficult to hear. "Um.." she paused to think for a minute before answering again. "Mine? Well- actually, I can take you home if you remember how to get back. If not you can always crash at my place." She suggested as if it weren't really a big deal, though his question alone was already making her flustered when it shouldn't. Ahh be calm Chae-

kji: His eyes fall close for a second with a snicker erupting from his lips after all the words sunk into his head making some sense to him. "We're swapping places now are we?" Jongin referred to the night when he took the drunk chaeyoung back to his home, and how now it was the opposite of her taking care of him. A soft sigh emitted and he tilted his head to lay against hers, that way maybe his words wouldn't get swallowed up by all the other noise. "I can somewhat remember the way, it's not too far I purposely chose this place just in case this happened.. if we come back to mine, will you stay with me?" The last words were more so whispered, slurred speech but he was able to not stutter nor mess up. It was probably stupid asking her to stay over, but drunk jongin didn't want to part ways.

pcy: Chaeyoung kept her eyes trained on the road up ahead, teeth scraping the bottom of her lip. She could feel knots forming in the pit of her stomach from his question alone. He wanted her to spend the night with him?? It wasn't like this was the first time she had spent the night with him but even so it still made her feel some type of way. She figured she would decide when she got him home safely, so she gave his arm a soft reassuring squeeze and said, "Sure if you promise not to hog all the blankets~"

kji: Drunk thoughts were messier than ever even though in some way, in his state right now they made sense. One thing that didn't change, his want to be near her whenever he could get the chance. He grinned when she seemed to have accepted his suggestion, a lowkey offer he was hoping she wouldn't reject. "Aye, blanket, I'll be your blanket instead. As long as you stay in my arms your boyfriend will keep you warm" he exclaimed happily like the idiot he was right now, a slow sway of his arm that rose to point ahead in the direction of his dorm that was pretty much just around the corner, although with their slower pace might take a little bit longer than usual.

pcy: "Pfft. Is that so? Can I trust that you'll keep me warm /all/ throughout the night til morning?" She heard herself ask him, eyes rolling playfully, footsteps moving in time with his. Funny how she'd been over to his place a number of times yet still had trouble remembering how to get there. Thankfully, the weather seemed to be on their side tonight- not too hot, not too cool and it wasn't raining either so that was a plus! "Babe, can you walk okay? Do we need to stop for a moment?" She whispered softly, noticing a vacant park bench just a few steps away.

kji: "Mhhhm I won't let go of you for the whooole night. Do you need me to pinky promise?" He laughed raising his hand with his pinky finger up as if to seal the promised deal. Jongin made sure to show keep up, thankful to how patient and slow she was walking with him while he was also slightly leaning his weight on her too. Just on time, he didn't need much rest in all honesty, but he thought she might after struggling to help him walk. "Maybe just for five minutes? A super quick stop" he hummed with a nod of agreement, his feet already shuffling towards the bench ahead. This is where he unwraps his arm from around her shoulder to take a hold of her hand instead as he flops onto the bench.

pcy: The most idiotic grin formed and she linked pinkies with him and shook on it. "I hope you know, I take my pinky promises /very/ seriously." She warned, giving them a knowing look as she followed him over to the bench. "Who knows what punishment you'll have to suffer if you break it!" Chaeyoung took a seat beside him, lacing their fingers together and gave his warm hand a small squeeze, sneaking glances at him when he wasn't looking and looking away when he does but says nothing more.

kji: "Ohh no trust me babe, this pinky promise is a life or death type of promise. The most serious one I've made" he nodded his head a few times too many as they shook on it "But.. what are these punishments you're talking about?" His curiosity got to him in an instant questioning her ways, and even threw in a playful suggestive look before settling down. Her smaller hand fit so perfectly in his larger one, and the high school boy with a big crush side of him loved that fact so much. A wave of slight tiredness and just that drunken feel had him leaning his head onto her shoulder, a stupid smile forming just thinking about how they were actually acting like such a couple that they have become. It was really heartwarming and he couldn't get enough. To the point that he silently shifted again, and without a word pressed a soft kiss onto her cheek.

pcy: Chaeyoung had always been worried that a platonic friendship turned relationship would never work out but here they were- Jongin had proved wrong. She was just lucky she had found the right person at the right time, something many would kill to have. Small displays of affection such as the kiss he'd placed upon her cheek made her heart swell in the most wonderful way, and she turned her head slightly so she could catch his lips with her own, letting them linger there for a moment before pulling away, a smile on her lips. "What kind of punishment would it be if I told you beforehand, silly!"

kji: He loved it every time she sneakily turned her head for a kiss before he could pull away, like every other time, his heart fluttered a couple of times while the corners of his lips tugged into a smile mumbling something along the lines of her being insanely cute in his drunk not so understandable way. "A punishment that I'd be prepared for.. Curiosity will make me /want/ to get punished. Do you really want me to get in trouble?" he mumbled with a sly little grin, half closed eyes simply adoring her features this close up.

pcy: She returned his grin with a playful one of her own, leaning forward to peck his lips once more before responding with a quick 'I just might.' Chaeyoung had been known to show her more shy and "cutesy" side on screen, but Jongin- he had managed to bring most of her adorable side to the surface, one she rarely showed others. After pressing several kisses to his lips, Chaeyoung pulled away and brushed her thumb along his bottom lip, cleaning the sheen gloss she'd left there off. "I don't know how you did it, but somehow, sometime- you became an important person in my life. I hate it."

kji: For Jongin, right now sitting together with Chaeyoung so immersed in this conversation, with each other even, felt like they were the only two people in the world just sitting there. All those other drunk passerbys? Yeah, they barely even caught his eye. All those short and playful kisses filled his heart with the most heartwarming feelings he just couldn't explain it. And addition to all this sweetness, her next words tightened his chest. Happiness at its most, to be honest. His lips still puckered when her thumb swiped across just to give it a little peck too before a dopey smile appears. "I have no idea how I managed to do that either. You might hate it, but I'll love it for the both of us. You know what's funny.." he mumbled in his low tone "its a small secret you cant tell anyone okay?" he swayed a little while bringing his index finger to his lips as if to emphasise the secrecy. It also made him wonder would he hate himself tomorrow for spilling this out. "I used to always think to myself.. This girl is such a handful, stubborn, but adorable in so many different ways. Your way of reacting, responding.. it sucked I didn't want to admit that I was /that/ eager to stay around you when I maybe sort of did want that, a lot."

pcy: She blinked back at him, dumbfounded. Did she hear him correctly? Just to make sure, she made a show of it and dared herself to ask him again. Wait.. what? I'm sorry- I don't think I heard you correctly." If her ears weren't deceiving her, it was almost like he had liked her for awhile and had stuck around, clinging onto that slim chance that maybe just /maybe/ she would feel the same. "Your patience is something I envy. Thank you for not giving up on me despite me being much slower than others to pick up on y'know things.."

kji: His head was placed back on her shoulder, finding that spot extremely comfortable and allowed himself to close his eyes for a minute. A playful whine escaped his lips too when she asked to repeat "I can't remember half the things I just said, I don't know how to repeat that word by word.. but like, I didn't think of it much for a while" he continues after just telling her he couldn't remember anything. Drunk jongin was indeed a mess. "And at first I thought you'd be like the little sister I always wanted, y'know, someone I could tease around? Ones company that I really enjoyed. Until I started developing a crush. It was annoying, I didn't know what to do with myself" his sober self will be seriously facepalming himself in the morning with embarrassment.

pcy: Chaeyoung looked down at her feet and bit back another huge grin. Man did it feel great to hear such words come from the one person she treasured deeply. "Annoying little sister aye? I don't know whether I should take offense to that or if I should be proud that I had at some point managed to crawl myself out of the family zone." She muttered quietly, suppressing a laugh. "You do realize that zone is almost impossible to break out of right?" It was her turn to look at him now, quirking a brow in question genuinely curious as to whether or not he was aware of what he's just confessed. Chaeyoung decided in this moment that drunk jongin was cute.

kji: "Hm? Family zone?" it took a moment for him to actually get what she meant after getting so comfortable just leaning like this against her, everything felt so carefree. He shook his head with a bubbly laugh taking one sneak peek at her as he opened one eye just to see that she was glancing down at him, and this is when he flashed her his boyish grin. "But you know that was probably just me trying to convince myself, because things were a mess at some point back at that time. So I wonder if you ever were in that family zone anyway.. Man I don't even know, do you know how confusing it was when I felt my heart beating faster??" He even motioned so clumsily by lifting a hand, forming a fist to lightly tap it against his chest a few times.

pcy: A hand reached up to brush the hair out of his eyes while he spoke to her. His reactions always managed to surprise her. The answers to the questions she'd been wondering these past few months finally brought to light caught her by surprise. Was it bad that she was actually relieved he had never lumped her in that family zone?? "Yeah well if it means anything to you, our relationship wasn't what you would consider smooth sailing for me either. My feelings toward you- and confusion on top of that made it difficult to interact with you properly. Not sure if you even noticed.. but in any case-" she waved her hand someone dismissively once she'd remembered he probably wouldn't even recall a single word from this conversation they are having in the morning. "-we're here now. And that's all that really matters, love." She whispered into his hair, soft smile spreading across her face.

kji: Her soothing touch felt so nice, something about having ones hair touched by someone else that was so relaxing and calming. Caught up by her words though, he listened in quietly trying to decipher it word by word, did she just say that she had a rocky road with feelings too? He raised his head, tilting it to the side, some of his hair falling over his eyes once again after she brushed the strands away. "You too? I don't think I noticed it much, I mean I did feel just a biiiiit of something but I always thought of it as just you being you. Y'know, sassy Chaeyoung, she was present about ninety percent of the time" he joked as a chuckle arose from the back of his throat, and this time both his arms are thrown gently around her, his cheek pressed again hers too. "And I couldn't have asked for anything better in my life.. I was really worried, because of the news with krystal, I really thought it would throw you off. That time when we talked on your balcony." he admits another secret of his.

pcy: Chaeyoung stiffened at the mention of his ex girlfriend's name. Honestly, things like this shouldn't bother her but it did. A small part of her knew she was being silly for worrying about his past. But what if she couldn't live up to the bar Krystal had set? What if she couldn't make him happy like Krystal could? These worries easily displayed itself on her face. She had never been really good at hiding then anyways.

kji: Drunk jongin, so careless with his words just throwing everyrhing out into the open air, he shouldn't have mentioned his ex girlfriend. Now he was really going to scold himself tomorrow morning. And when she stayed silent, even in this state he knew that something wasn't right. "You've gone really quiet, baby girl" he mumbled with concern laced in his tone, slower move of his head tilting to the side so he could catch her gaze once again. "What's bothering you?"

pcy: "Huh?" His voice shook her out of her trance and she forced a small smile. "Oh it's nothing I was just thinking." She lied. Now whether she was convincing or not, that was left up to his interpretation.

kji: This topic was bound to come up at some point though, right? Or maybe not. Who cared about the past when there was so much more to look forward to in the future. "Mmm thinking about what?" Disbelief was held in his slurred voice, pursed lips and clueless gaze looking at her. "Did you want to talk about it?"

pcy: Chaeyoung honestly didn't want to ruin the mood they'd had going beforehand with her own worries and so she simply waved her hand dismissively and slowly rose to her feet. "Oh it's nothing! Don't worry! I just ate something bad and my stomach was cramping a bit." A nervous laugh escaped her, eyes wandering off to the side momentarily before they move to meet his again. "You ready to walk again?? I think I can see your apartment from here!" She chirped, trying her best to sound more cheerful despite the troubled look in her dark brown eyes. Maybe he didn't notice.

kji: While he was absolutely influenced by all the alcohol, with his speech slurred and his moves not as fast as usual, his mind could still process some things. So stubborn drunk boy still sensed something about the vibe that she was giving off, it made him feel uneasy was it really something that he said that bothered her maybe? He didn't want to leave it just at that, even if he couldn't remember it in the morning. Did she notice his concern? Her happy tone did sound a little strained, and so he only leaned back, a stupid lil smile on his face when he took a hold of his girlfriends hand, squeezing it a few times. "Im so ready to go home with you but Chaeyoung.. You know how much I care about you, if there's really something on your mind I'm here to talk it through, our relationship doesn't have to have just the happy side"

pcy: Talking about her own feelings had never been an easy thing for her. She disliked inconveniencing people most and Jongin was the first who persistently tried to convince her to rely on him more- to break out of her shell. To this day, it still took some getting used to since most stopped prodding her after the first signs of avoidance. "I just don't want you to look at me differently.. the little green monster in me that threatens to jump out isn't pretty- and I hate it.." She admitted quietly, drawing circles in the dirt with her foot. "I'm sorry- I must be saying strange things now huh?? Hey- it's getting cold out here.. why don't we continue this conversation once we're home okay??" She suggested, giving his arm a small nudge as if to say get a move on it!

kji: So there really was something on her mind, his lips jutted out slightly into a pout as she finally opened up - well, at least admitted. Jongin, after all these months of spending time with Chaeyoung, by this point he knew well how quick she was to avoid questions that wouldn't have a positive result in them, but even if they weren't in a relationship, he wanted to be there for her. "You might hate that lil monster but I don't, I want to hear it out. I always do. Pretty not pretty, we've been spending time together for how long now?" He ended up gently tugging on her hand again. "Punk, my opinions don't change so easily, I know you better than to think of something different if there's something that's making you feel bad" he promised, sober jongin would be so proud of him right now for managing not to mess up on words. He sat up, slightly swaying into her side before clumsily getting up onto his feet while pulling her with him "buuuut- promise you'll tell me at home though?"

pcy: His words were reassuring but even so, she couldn't help but hesitate before giving a small nod in reply to his request. After sliding an arm around his waist to support him better, Chaeyoung took a couple steps toward his home, thankful he was still somewhat coordinated and managed to walk fine. Soon enough, the pair arrived in front of his apartment and without thinking, Chaeyoung started to feel around his front pockets, then his back, searching for the key. "Babe, where did you put your key?"

kji: Maybe by the time they'd settle in back at his place he'd sober up just by a tad more to have a clearer mind, enough not to mess up on their serious conversation which he hoped she wasn't going to turn away from again. THE KEYS. Well dang, where did he actually placed them? A drunk mind was really unhelpful "oh maaaan, is it really not in any of my pockets?" He asked with a hopeful look, "Babe though~" he then mumbled with that same idiotic grin at the cute name she called him while helping her search, and finally - there it was, somewhere at the bottom of his bag. Luckily it was there at least, what a disaster it would've been. Jongin was known for losing things so easily, surprised he didn't lose his head yet. Anyway, he struggled big time getting the key into the hole but a few painful moments later, the door opened, and he stumbled inside with her already nudging his shoes off.

pcy: The look on his face spoke volume in itself and Chaeyoung couldn't help but shake her head slowly in disappointment, muttering a 'what am I going to do with you?' under her breath. Her brows knitted together some, eyes narrowing right at him when he mentioned something about the pet name that had accidentally slipped just seconds again. "Jongin- Focus!" She screeched, motioning from the locked door to himself. After much struggle, the two manage to make it inside, and Chaeyoung was quick to lock the door behind them in case anyone tried to run in with them. Yea, people are crazy like that. Chaeyoung helped him take off his shoes then left his side to take off her own. "Do you want to change into something more comfortable first? Or would you like some water to drink?"

kji: Oops, jongin will really have to thank his girlfriend for being the most patient person with him and his struggles. And also a mental reminder not to go drinking for a long while, the headache he'll get tomorrow with a hangover will be one heck of a pain. Once Chaeyoung helped him out of his shoes, he stretched out and rubbed his eyes a little. It felt good to be in the comfort of his own home, private, away from the public eye. "No worries I got this!" He exclaimed cheerfully and so confidently too while struggling to get out of his shirt as he waddled further into the living room, closer to the couch, all that heat - he didn't want to deal with it. Finally, jongin managed to slip the material off without much thought to it, turning around to her with a small grin. "But I'd like some water. Please- my throat is so dry what in the world"

pcy: She gave him a weird look, clearly unconvinced. He only further confirmed her worries when he started waddling off toward the living room with his head stuck in his shirt. He was like.. a five year old boy who needed constant supervision or something bad would go wrong. "Promise me you won't break anything while I go get you that okay?" It cane out as more of a statement than a question and after giving him one last look, she disappeared behind the corner and returned shortly afterwards with a glass of water, holding it out to him, urging him to take it.

kji: His shirt went flying across the couch, and one could definitely see his aiming was just as bad as his walking seeing that the material just slipped off the armrest and onto the floor. He could see why she was so concerned about him breaking things, but that only made him break into an amused chuckle "Aye captain, I won't touch a thing" he promised her. But not even a minute went by after she disappeared into the kitchen when the remote control accidentally went flying off the couch just like that shirt, why was he so clumsy?! Now he was left with a task to grab that one rebellious battery that fell out and went rolling under the sofa. So there he was, splat on the floor attempting to get it from underneath.

pcy: Chaeyoung stood there dumbfounded, blinking back at his starfish like figure a couple times, not quite sure what to make out of it. Since he was preoccupied at the moment, she set the glass of water onto the coffee table and knelt down beside him. "What... exactly are you doing down there?" She dared herself to ask, giving his shoulder a small poke.

kji: Was it odd that he found the floor quite comfortable? It was a lazy move but he finally got the battery out from underneath, shooting it up in victory as he held the small item in between his fingers however the unexpected voice from behind managed to startle the drunk boy, and so he whacked his head slightly to the couch when he flinched. "I-- This thing just went flying under, the others would hate me if they came back to a dead remote control" jongin grinned and rolled onto his back, rubbing the slightly pained spot on his forehead just to see her staring from above. "Hi my pretty doll"

pcy: His antics whether they were purposeful or not was quite entertaining to watch. Even though it was mean to laugh, Chaeyoung was unable to fight the laugh that bubbled in her throat in response to his clumsiness though she was probably to blame for startling him. "Hey, you. You alright there?" She murmured softly, fingers lightly brushing against the area that made him grimace in discomfort. "You know, had this been any of my members they probably would've just let it be so I'd say you're pretty nice for risking your life retrieving that thing- I mean look at this battle wound!"

kji: He was pretty entertained himself at his stupidity, he really shouldve just left it there why in the heck did he not just flop onto the couch. Although he purposely let out a quiet whine at the sound of her laughter, adding in a pout too just for the sake of his dramatic act. "I think your boyfriend is just slightly traumatised. You know what I heard? A kiss apparently makes just about anything better" a cheesy flirty phrase he thought he'd thrown in, voice almost a hushed whisper with her this close, she was like an angel - making everything better with her gentlest touch. "Yeah? I probably shouldve left it be too, thought I'd play hero just for this time though. Don't they say scars are somewhat attractive? What's your opinion on that?" He cracked a small grin, he doubted there'd even be any visible red spot by tomorrow morning let alone a scar.

pcy: Chaeyoung arched her eyebrows in amusement. "Oh? And who told you that, love?" She asked, taking a seat beside him, a lazy grin cast his way. This had been the first time she'd seen him drunk and if she were being honest it was highly entertaining to say the least. "This kiss you speak of- did it tell you if there was a certain type that does the most healing?" He could probably tell from the tone in her voice that she was teasing him. "I think you look handsome with or without battle scars. You're still the Kim Jongin I fell for and that's all that really matters."

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