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The BNHA Season 4 BluRay/DVD Vol. 1-6 Box Set comes with a special bonus light novel called the "Cultural Festival Wrap-Up Party" about Class A's after-party they had the day after the Cultural Festival, written by Anri-sensei. Here's the summary! Enjoy~

Boku No Hero Academia Cultural Festival Wrap Up Party

The story starts off with All Might greeting Aizawa as he enters the faculty office, a day after the Cultural Festival. He says good work to Aizawa and asks how the clean-up went for the Cultural Festival. Aizawa says that everything has been put away properly and recalls how it was a bit of a risky Cultural Festival this year with the whole fiasco that almost caused them to stop the festival, referring to the incident with Gentle and La Brava.

Aizawa mentions that the students are now preparing for an after-party. He says, “too bad they can’t put this amount of effort that they did in the Cultural Festival towards their studies instead,” and All Might laughs and says, “Well, they’re still just kids after all.” He also tells All Might that a little while ago, Sero stopped by the office to ask him something. Aizawa says, “What?” and All Might explains, “Well…you see…”

Next scene is at a nearby discount variety store (**note: basically a Don Quihote department store in Japan that sells a variety of things including food at really cheap prices). The Class A band team, consisting of Jirou, Kaminari, Bakugou, Yaoyorozu, and Tokoyami, are buying snacks and drinks for the after-party. However, Jirou seems to be the only one who’s actually taking this seriously as she can’t find where everyone else ran off to. She bumps into Yaoyorozu, who excitedly says, “Jirou-san, look at these super cheap drinks! They’re only 10yen each! If we buy 20 of them that’s only 200yen!”

Jirou looks at the bottles and notices that they’re only on sale because the drinks had already expired. She tells Yaoyorozu to put away the items. She then continues to search for the other band members and finds Kaminari. He tells her that he wants to add these cool snacks into their pile of food, which come with bonus cards or toys. He says, “Look at these! Doesn’t it take you back? Man, when I was a kid I used to collect these all the time!”

Jirou looks at the items and says “put it back,” and Kaminari whines but does so anyway. Yaoyorozu keeps getting distracted by all the things in the store since she’s very rich, she seldom has the opportunity to visit these discount stores that people go to. Jirou finds Tokoyami, and Dark Shadow dumps a whole bunch of sweets into their shopping cart. Jirou says that they don’t need that many sweets and to put things back. Tokoyami then gives Jirou a snack with packaging that says “The Witch of Darkness’ Apple Pie.” Dark Shadow says, “Fumikage used to love these sweets when he was younger!” and Tokoyami gets flustered. Jirou then pats Dark Shadow on his head, and Bakugou comes up behind her.

He says, “What the hell are you guys even buying!?”

Kaminari cries out, “Whattya mean!?”

Bakugou says, “If we’re gonna eat this at the after-party, then we need several big bags of food! And why the hell am I even here shopping with you guys right now!? This is so annoying!”

As he says that, he fills the shopping cart with bags of potato chips, sweets, paper plates, and trash bags. Jirou sighs in relief and says, “Yeah! I was thinking of getting paper plates too so clean-up would be easier!” They then agree to buy some more bottles of juice and soda, and Bakugou says they only need a maximum 5 bottles to which Jirou agrees.

Bakugou then says, “Well then let’s just get the hell out of here!” and Kaminari regrettably puts all of the sweets that he added to the shopping cart back on the shelves. Jirou looks at Bakugou and says, “Bakugou, you’re…kinda like a very capable Mom.”

Bakugou gets mad and says, “WHAT!? Stop saying such stupid crap!”

While the Band members are buying stuff at the discount store, the Dance Team members and Stage members are back in the Class A dormitory preparing food and decorating the common room. The Dance Team is in charge of the food and the Stage team is in charge of decorations.

Satou is the one who is cooking most of the food, but the other Dance Team members are helping him with the food preparation. Iida is in charge of chopping the vegetables, and although he is known for his speed, he’s not used to handling knives, so he chops them at a slower pace. Hagakure is in charge of prepping the oil and oil absorbent sheets to fry the chicken and place it on the sheets. Ochako and Ashido are in charge of stirring the pot, which contains beschamel and bolognese sauces.

Ojiro checks up on the oven to make sure that it’s the right temperature. Satou tells Ochako and Ashido to add the sauce for the lasagna and to not forget to put olive oil on top. Shouji says that he’s done making the dressing for the salad, and Satou samples it. The kitchen is full of lively sounds, and everyone is excited for Ojiro’s delicious cooking.

Ochako, Ashido, and Hagakure then discuss how Christmas is around the corner too, so they should do this again and throw a Christmas party next time. While they think about having a potential Christmas party, Iida says, “Hey now! Christmas is a day that celebrates the Birth of Jesus Christ! You should be spending it with your families, so this Christmas we…”

Satou then says, “Iida, the knife, watch out the knife!” since Iida was talking while swinging the knife around in his hand. Iida apologizes. Ashido then says, “But wouldn’t a party be fun?” and Mineta appears in the kitchen holding some peaches while muttering, “Christmas…Christmas costumes…Santa Girl skirts…That’s awesome…”

However, they eventually convince Iida that Christmas is indeed a time to celebrate things together, and Iida gives in and says he will ask Aizawa for permission to throw a Christmas party much to everyone’s delight.

Mineta had been slacking off on his duties by looking at the peaches and stroking them gently, imagining something lewd, and Hagakure calls him out on his perverted thoughts and tells him to help out along with the others.

He is in charge of cutting the carrots, and while everyone is helping prepare the food, Ochako stares at the fried chicken that just came out of the fryer. She can’t help herself and pops one into her mouth only to find that it’s burning hot. Tsuyu says to be careful since they’re still hot, and Ochako apologizes as the fried chicken looked and smelled so delicious she moved without thinking.

Satou asks her how’s the flavor, and she says the fried chicken is really good while giving him a thumbs up.

Ojiro and Hagakure are washing the dishes, and Hagakure holds the plates, making them look like they’re floating in mid air. Ojiro then tells Hagakure that she should probably put some clothes on if she’s going to be in the kitchen where people use fire and knives, but she said she just wanted to see what people’s reactions were to her small pranks. Shouji then passes her an apron, and Mineta muses that it’s one of those tropes where girls wear aprons while naked, but Iida warns him to not go further.

Meanwhile, in the common room area, the Stage Team is preparing the decorations to be strung about the living room. Deku, Todoroki, and Koda are folding origami together to put on the walls as banners. Deku folds a cool All Might shaped origami, and Todoroki praises him, saying “Wow, All Might! That’s awesome!” Deku actually used to practice folding the All Might origami countless of times to perfect its shape, and he blushes a bit when he hears praise from someone.

He then sees that Todoroki folded a crane, and Todoroki says that his sister taught him how to fold the crane origami when he was a child.

Koda then says, “Oh um…I…made a camera origami!” and shows them a whimsical camera shaped origami that makes a shutter noise when pressed. Deku then notices that Koda actually had folded a ton of different origami flowers and animals, and Koda gets a bit embarrassed at the attention.

Koda says, “But the All Might origami is amazing…” and Todoroki agrees.

Todoroki then asks Deku to teach him how to fold the All Might origami. Deku is happy to oblige, and he says, “Okay first you fold a triangle and then…”

As he starts teaching Todoroki, Kirishima comes into the room and puts up his own dorm room’s fisherman banner on the wall of the common room. He says that this will make the place a bit flashier, and the others agree. Aoyama then comes in and also says that they need something sparkly and bright. Aoyama tells them that he’ll come back with something sparkly.

Kirishima then says, “Oh wait I’ll come help too!”

Todoroki then turns to Deku and says, “Midoriya, so how exactly do you fold the All Might origami?”

Deku realized that he was in the middle of teaching Todoroki before they got interrupted by the others, so he resumes his lesson by saying to first fold a triangle. Afterwards, he goes off on a tangent about how to perfect the folding process as well as making sure to accentuate the silhouette of All Might through the folds, and as he mumbles a bit, he accidentally folds the origami too quickly.

Todoroki is patient with him though and says again, “Um…can you please start from the beginning and teach me the steps a bit slower this time?”

Deku apologizes for folding the paper too fast and teaches Todoroki again, this time at a slower pace.

Kirishima then walks by and says, “Woah Todoroki, you also want to learn how to fold the All Might origami?” He leaves them to their folding and joins Aoyama and Koda in putting the finished origami and other decorations up on the walls.

After Todoroki successfully folds the All Might origami, Deku says, “You made your first All Might origami!” and Todoroki responds quietly, “I think this should be able to fit in the letter…”

Deku says, “Hmm?” and Todoroki says, “Ah, it’s nothing.”

Aoyama them brings a disco ball into the common room, and he, Kirishima, and Sero put up the other decorations.

Finally, the preparations are complete, and the Class A students gather in the common room surrounding a bunch of food that’s placed on the tables. Iida then makes a toast to a successful Cultural Festival, and everyone raises their glasses and says, “Cheers!”

Satou mentions that he also has prepared dessert, and they have two choices of either a chestnut and fig montblanc cake or an apple and peach jelly. Tsuyu chooses the jelly as jelly is apparently her favorite food. Tokoyami also chooses the jelly dessert while Ashido takes the montblanc.

Iida mentions that he and Mineta were in charge of chopping the cabbages and carrots for the cole slaw. Todoroki and Deku praise him and say that the coleslaw is delicious.

Bakugou watches irritably and decides to leave the party, but Kaminari says, “Hey hey hey, where do you think you’re going, Kacchan-kun!?” Bakugou says that seeing everyone making small talk is pissing him off, but Kaminari rebutts by saying, “But you looked excited when you were buying food!”

Kirishima then comes over and says, “Bakugou! I brought you some fried chicken! Let’s eat a ton!” and puts a bunch of fried chicken in front of Bakugou, to which he says he doesn’t want it. Kirishima doesn’t back down though and says, “Oh I got it! So you want lasagna instead!” and brings a slice of lasagna for him.

Satou noticed Kirishima carrying the food over and says, “Hey, you should put a bunch of tabasco on it before eating too!” and pours a bunch of tabasco onto the lasagna and force feeds Bakugou with it. Bakugou yells, “What the hell are you doing!?” but eventually pipes down after taking the lasagna from Kirishima as it seems like he does enjoy the food after all. Kirishima watches him and says, “See, I told you it’s good! I’ll bring you seconds!” and goes to bring Bakugou more food.

Sero then turns everyone’s attention towards the TV in the common room. He says, “Well then now that Bakugou’s calmed down, let’s watch the recap of our Cultural Festival performance!” He turns on the TV and everyone gathers around to watch the recorded performance.

Some of the members mention that Deku was late to the performance, and they thought that he might not even be able to perform. Deku apologizes for being late, but as the performance starts, they can hear the audience’s chatter as someone yells “YAOYOROZU!!!” Ashido and Kaminari tease her about having fans, and she gets flustered. Satou then whispers, “It’s starting…it’s starting…!” and the screen fills with the sound of Bakugou’s drums as well as a huge explosion.

The girls all fawn over how cool Jirou looks while singing, and this causes her to blush and say, “Please stop…” Koda also adds, “You were really cool, Jirou-san,” which makes her blush deepen.

Ashido exclaims, “Look look, the dance is all in line too!” and the class watches as Ojiro uses his tail to swing around. Everyone on the dance team mentions how it was thanks to Ashido being their teacher that they were able to have fun while dancing and making this possible. Next is Deku and Aoyama’s synchronized dance, and Shouji murmurs to Tsuyu, “Wow, they are so in sync!” to which she replies, “Midoriya-chan and Aoyama-chan practiced real hard, right?”

The students continue to watch as Aoyama becomes a disco ball and the stage team starts their part of the performance with Kirishima shaving the ice that Todoroki created while Sero uses his tape, and Kirishima says, “You guys’ timing was perfect, Seroroki!”

Sero mentions that they should try this move out while doing actual hero work next time, and Todoroki agrees. As Kaminari watches himself play the guitar, he says, “Woah there…I feel like I’m gonna be super popular after this with those slick guitar moves…!” and Mineta says, “But wait did you guys see my harem dance? That was the best…!”

Jirou says, “Tokoyami, you’ve gotten super good at guitar!” and Tokoyami mentions that it’s all thanks to her.

Kirishima and Bakugou are watching the performance from a spot a little away from the rest of the class, and Kirishima smiles at Bakugou, saying, “Man, you’re great at drumming after all!” and Bakugou replies casually, “it’s just average.”

Jirou overhears their conversation and says, “No way! Your drumming was phenomenal! Your rhythm is what allowed us all to stay in sync! Thank you for taking on this role!” and Bakugou scoffs and says, “Well, you’re the one who carried the whole performance though!”

Everyone is really impressed by Jirou’s bass skills as well as her singing, and they vote for her as the Class A Cultural Festival MVP. Everyone, aside from Bakugou, smiles at her, and she blushes, saying, “What…why…”

Yaoyorozu remarks, “Jirou-san, you were shining the brightest!” and Aoyama says, “Even more than me!?☆” But he agrees that Jirou indeed deserves the MVP title.

The class asks Jirou to make a small speech. She thanks everyone for making this performance a reality, and she’s really happy that they were able to perform together.

After everyone is done eating, Sero and Kaminari tells the class that they have some cool party games planned for everyone. Most of the class are excited for what they have in store, but Bakugou feels like it’s a waste of time and gets up to leave. Kirishima tries to stop him, but Sero taunts, “Oh, you’re leaving because you don’t think you can win, right? Well that’s fine, you can go back. Even though we have a quiz specifically tailored for you, but I guess you’d fail anyway.”

This gets Bakugou angry, and he agrees to participate in Sero’s dumb quiz challenge.

The games that Sero and Kaminari have planned are for one member of each Cultural Festival team to undergo a “Can you guess the __” type of challenge. Bakugou is first up, representing the Band Team. His challenge is to differentiate between three different types of pepper spice seasoning purely by taste (called 一味 ichimi).

Bakugou sits down in front of the table that has the seasonings, and Sero blindfolds him by putting on an eye mask that has a funny grinning face on it. Deku and the others snicker at how ridiculous Bakugou looks with that eye mask on, and Bakugou gets mad, yelling, “Damnit Deku, what the hell is so funny!?” Deku replies, “Well, anyone would laugh when they see…hahah!”

Bakugou roars, “You piece of shit!” but Todoroki says calmly, “Hey Bakugou, maybe you should consider wearing a hero suit that matches that mask.” Bakugou is furious and yells, “Shut the hell up, you half and half bastard!”

The challenge then begins, and Kaminari spoon feeds Bakugou the three different spices. He surprises everyone by correctly guessing each type of spice and goes even as far to explain which company manufactures them. Kaminari and Sero are speechless, but Deku says, “I thought that Kacchan would know the difference. He’s always had a very particular sense of taste. He could even tell when sweets expired and would never eat the expired food.”

Bakugou gets mad and says, “Don’t put on that stupid face as if you know it all!” and throws the eye mask at Deku.

The next challenge is Todoroki’s turn, representing the Stage Team. His task is to figure out among three cups of brown liquid which one is soba noodle soup. The cups contain either coffee, soba noodle soup, or throat medicine, and Todoroki cannot smell or taste them before picking his answer.

Iida mentions that Todoroki often eats soba during lunch, so there’s no way he would guess incorrectly for a food that he loves. Deku says, “Good luck, Todoroki!” as everyone watches him study the cups closely. The catch is that he also has to drink from whichever cup he chooses. Todoroki decides on a cup and drinks from it, only to spit it out and say, “That…wasn’t soba noodle soup…”

Kaminari chimes in by explaining that the cup he chose was actually throat medicine. Todoroki apologizes for spitting out the throat medicine, which splurted all over Iida and Deku. They tell him not to worry as more importantly, they need to get tissues to clean up the mess. Todoroki mutters, “I don’t think I want to eat soba anymore after this…”

The next challenge is for Tsuyu, where she has to differentiate from three different types of fluffy things: Koda’s bunny, Ojiro’s tail, and Deku’s hair by touch only. As she puts on the eye mask, Koda, Ojirou, and Deku stand in front of her. When Koda offers the bunny, Tsuyu says, “it’s fluffy.” When Ojiro offers his tail, she also says, “it’s fluffy.” When Deku offers his hair, Tsuyu says, “it’s…fuzzy?” She then correctly guesses which fluffiness was which.

Kaminari and Sero then round up the results of the various challenges, and the winner ends up being Bakugou!

Bakugou says, “Obviously I would win!” but the party’s not over yet! Next up is the Personality Quiz! Sero explains that since the class is with each other practically 24/7, they should all have picked up on small details of each other. This quiz will test how well they actually know each other after all.

The first question they ask is, “What did Iida answer on his Hero Test the other day to name the three most beautiful Heroes of the past?”

The class guesses incorrectly, and the answer was that he wrote on his test “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and everyone has their own different types of beauty.”

Baffled, Iida asks Sero and Kaminari how they even knew what he wrote on a test paper, and they explained that their accomplice, Hagakure, has been doing a bit of spying on everyone in order for them to make this quiz a reality. Hagakure apologizes for doing so, but she says that she saw it as an opportunity to also test out her hero skills too.

The next question is “What has Yaoyorozu been obsessed about lately?” Jirou answers first, saying “Oh, is it furikake (rice seasoning)?” The answer turns out to be correct, and recently, Yaoyorozu has taken a strong liking to furikake to season her rice, which makes her blush a bit.

Sero then says, “All right Kaminari, what’s the next question?”

Kaminari answers, “Okay! For the next question, what made Ojirou disappointed recently!?”

Satou guesses, “Cementoss said his effort was average?”

Shouji says, “Tetsutetsu told him his strength was average?”

Aoyama ponders, “Recovery Girl said his health was average?☆”

The correct answer is actually Ojiro changed the conditioner for his tail recently, but no one noticed. However, Hagakure sidles up to him and says, “I actually saw you looking around near the bathroom area to see if anyone noticed, haha!” and Ojiro gets red, saying, “Well if you were watching me, why didn’t you say anything…!?”

The next question was, “What was hidden in Kirishima’s elementary school yearbook!?” Kirishima panics and says, “Huh!? How did you…!” but Sero grins and says, “That’s only for me to know. But I totally could not believe what was hidden there!”

Ashido guesses, “Maybe a love letter!?”

Mineta exclaims, “A porn magazine!!”

Todoroki says, “Failed test scores?”

All three of them were incorrect. The correct answer is “a photo of him dressed up as a girl!”

Bakugou says to him, “You’re actually into that kinda stuff?”

Kirishima gets flustered and says, “Wait, you’ve got it all wrong! It was during my elementary school’s festival stage play of Cinderella where I played the Stepmother! When I left the picture at home, my mommy kept showing it to other people, so I tried to hide it!!”

Kaminari then continues with the next question, saying “Okay, so next question. Before the Cultural Festival performance, what did Uraraka mess up on!?”

Deku says, “She accidentally made herself float!?”

Iida offers, “She was too nervous she threw up!?”

Tokoyami asks, “She ate too much mochi and threw up!?”

Kaminari says they all guessed wrong and the correct answer is “she was looking for Midoriya but tripped and accidentally went into a room where Class B’s Monoma was in the middle of changing clothes!”

Ochako gets red in the face and says, “I didn’t do it on purpose!!”

Mineta comments something lewd, but Tsuyu shuts him down.

The next question is “What was the reason why Jirou and Hagakure were arguing!?”

Koda says, “Because Hagakure-san was messing with Jirou-san’s earphone jack…?”

Yaoyorozu offers, “Jirou-san accidentally stepped on Hagakure-san’s naked body?”

Mineta exclaims, “Fighting over a guy!”

The correct answer is because Hagakure tried scaring Jirou after they watched a horror film together. Ashido asked whether they actually argued, and Jirou said she got mad because when she takes a shower alone, she’s usually scared of the bathroom area anyway. So when Hagakure messed with her by causing the lights to flicker on and off and the faucet to suddenly turn on by itself, she absoutely freaked out and felt like she almost had a heart attack. Naturally, she was livid, and Hagakure says, “Sorry Jirou, your reactions were just too good!”

The next question is about Deku, and Kaminari asks, “Recently, Deku has been leaving the dorm early to meet with someone. Who is that secret someone!?” (**Note: The word they use is ‘aibiki,” which means secret date/meeting).

Deku is surprised and says, “Wait, how do you know that…?”

Mineta and Satou ask if he was secretly meeting up with a girl, and Iida says, “Midoriya-kun! Are you actually in a relationship with a girl!? You should prioritize studies first!”

Ochako is confused as she says to herself, “Aibiki? Like the type of meat?” (**Note: Ochako isn’t familiar with the word, so she thinks it’s referring to ‘aibikiniku,’ which is a combination of different types of ground meat)

Deku gets nervous and says, “No, it’s not like that…” He thinks of ways to deflect the situation without making it known that he’s actually meeting up with All Might in the morning to train his quirk, but the other classmates continue to guess.

Kirishima says, “He’s meeting with someone from the General Class!?”

Ashido says, “No way…maybe he’s meeting with someone older, like Midnight…!?”

Mineta suggests, “Maybe he’s meeting with a living thing other than a girl…!!”

All three of their guesses were incorrect, and the correct answer was that he was meeting with the Support Department’s Hatsume Mei!

Deku is relieved to know that the others have not found out about his secret rendezvous with All Might early in the morning to do training.

Bakugou snorts and says, “There’s no way that dumb nerd would ever be popular!” but Sero says, “No, Midoriya is quite popular among the ladies. Like during the Provisional License Exam when that naked upper classman got all over him.”

Deku rebutts by saying, “But that was because she was attacking me!?”

Iida then recalls how Hatsume helped Deku out when they went to the department together earlier, and after an explosion, she was also all over him. Mineta then gets lewd thoughts again, but the conversation switches to Mineta using his mogimogi hair balls and puts it on Deku’s head. Iida notes that it looks like Deku’s wearing those infamous mouse ears from “Zoo Dreamland” (aka Disneyland). Ashido mentions that she used to go to Disneyla—…Zoo Dreamland all the time when she was younger. The class chatter switches to discussing their favorite rides, attractions, and food.

The class then asks Mineta to put mogimogi balls on their heads too so they can look like they’re wearing those infamous mouse ears as well. Mineta enjoys the attention and says, “All right I guess…”

Before the party wraps up, Sero mentions that there’s one more video that they want to show to everyone. As they gather around the TV to watch, they see Aizawa on screen with a cat. As the video starts, Aizawa suddenly appears in the common room and reprimands them, asking what are they doing up so late? The video pauses on the screen.

Aizawa stops the party and tells everyone to clean up and go to their rooms. Since the party’s over, he tells Sero, Kaminari, and Hagakure to stay behind. The three students prepare themselves for a scolding, but instead, Aizawa asks them where they got this footage.

It turns out that Present Mic gave it to them after he recorded it while hiding in sight. The footage was of Aizawa trying to befriend a cat, but the cat ignores him and goes to All Might instead. Sero actually came to the faculty department before the after-party to ask for permission to show the footage, and since Aizawa wasn’t there at the time, All Might said it was okay.

However, Aizawa says he will be collecting the footage and tells the three to never discuss the contents of the video to anyone. They agree, and he sends them off on their way.

It’s been a long day, and Aizawa sighs and wonders just when he got caught up in all of this student stuff. However, although adolescence is short, that never stops them from chasing their dreams forever. Happily, while young, without sadness, sweetly, harshly…youth is a precious thing.

The light novel ends with Aizawa saying, “Good luck, everyone” with the words “the festival had ended, but even so, their bright days continue onward.”

THE END

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adhdsix · 4 years ago

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i gotta sleep soon so ive decided i will finally dump a buncha my headcanons here aswell adfhsf theyre all in here but im gonna copy paste them as a post as well because i wanna ill be updating the doc a lot but i probably wont edit the post much notes slight spoilers but not much? i dont think? mono is written to be the tallest because rcg is more like a bonus i guess? but she is the tallest + oldest (this goes for other similar things written abt six, mono and/or rk) some of these are more like what-if scenarios (ex. modern stuff mentioned like cars) that could fit maybe in an au of sorts rather than entirely canon all links are safe

Six

she/it/they

ADHD

Tasteblind, but sensitive to certain food textures

Shortest by a lot, youngest but not by much Zero sense of time

Likes lullabies, gets Mono to sing them to her (likes to make up her own versions sometimes) Short attention span, unless she’s insanely invested in something

Definitely bites ice cream Uses Mono like a cat tree, climbs all over him, loves to sit up on his shoulders or just literally drape herself around his neck like a scarf (Mono eventually gets used to it, but she still can’t stay there for long or it starts to hurt) (possibly a little random but think like .. them + )

Likes most toys but hates dolls, usually tears them apart/messes with them for fun Not a huge fan of rain, but the sound is calming, and she loves the aftermath, which includes the smell, dew on grass, just how everything looks, worms and snails coming out of hiding, and splashing in puddles

Likes teddy bears (big and cuddly, plus, reminds her of Mono)

You are not immune to her puppy eyes. Raincoat Girl is probably the only person who is

Collects things a lot, gets attached to certain items for a random amount of time When she learns a new phrase or word, she loves to repeat it to herself ( not really in the “ look at me i learned a new word and i'm gonna use it all the time “ type way, she just finds it entertaining, kinda like vocal stimming ) Does a similar thing when she finds something that someone else said funny, mocks them by repeating it and giggling

Likes making "nests" out of her stuff

Definitely occasionally runs on all fours, it's usually not for too long though.

Most of the time it’s momentarily while she's already in the middle of sprinting, to give herself a boost with a bound or two, or if she trips or feels herself falling forward while running she'll shift onto all fours which is is how she originally developed that "reflex", to prevent herself from falling while running, but eventually she started using it a little more often

She can also just walk normally on all fours too but she usually only uses it while running

She likes to show off her object collections to Mono, he’s very supportive :] Loves long car rides, as well as Runaway

Brings mono gifts (usually dead rats, birds, etc. or bizzare objects from her collection that reminded her of him for whatever reason)

Hates drinks like soda or sparkling water, anything fizzy is a no-no

Likes shiny things Her pupils widen (that cat thing) when she sees something interesting, or something/someone she likes Plus her eyes shine in the dark / in photos sometimes, they usually look red

Mono gave Six their lighter

Heterochromia, their right eye is a dark, reddish brown, the other is milky white

Always chewing on stuff

Fidgets lots, stim buddies with Mono Six stims by rocking on her feet, bouncing, cracking her fingers and shaking fists most often She also vocal stims lots, mostly by repeating animal noises

It’s got tons of freckles

She likes to sing, and is very good at it but doesnt get to very often

it’s favorite things to sing are hypno and sunshine ( 11:11 hypno, sunshine )

Not super into arts, but loves to draw, and is very fascinated by origami

Often refers to Mono as a nerd (affectionate) (also sometimes dork)

Purrs, growls, hisses etc. Because she doesn't talk much, she adapts more animal-like ways of communication, not only vocally but also physical stuff (slow blinking, headbutting stuff, mostly cat-like traits and reflexes. also she likes to drop stuff off of shelves and tables just bc its fun)

Doesn't know her own strength a lot of the time

Very touch starved (they all are) even if she doesn't realise it

Flinches and/or swats others away when touched Eventually they get used to Mono, he's the only person that can touch her at all, but she still has limits

No sense of others personal space though

She’s great at tracking things, mostly small animals

Super ticklish, not very happy that Mono found out

Very visual memory

She really loves all types of music, ranges from things like 100 gecs type stuff, to calm instrumental kinda things, literally anything with maybe a few exceptions Shark teeth, very sharp, loves making dents in stuff with them

Cat-like claws too (retractable maybe?? why not.. it usually has them out though) Love-hate relationship with snow, they find it weird and kind of icky, but Mono teaches her how to make snow angels, forts and snowmen, and she loves snowball fights (Mono regrets teaching them about those though), plus she adores going back inside and just drinking hot chocolate with Mono and sometimes other friends :] Mono he/she Tallest of the three, oldest as well Colorblind He has vitiligo Loves all sorts if arts and crafts, often drags Six into making stuff with him Her hair is very soft, even if it doesn't look like it Very touchy-feely, with others and with objects Knows and respects others boundaries. Six does not He will often push his own boundaries though He’s very protective, usually feels the need to put others safety and health in front of her own A little naive, will protect even if she isn’t getting anything in return from the person(s) Likes skirts! Mono loves to learn about his friends and their personalities, strengths, weaknesses etc. to use for their own benefit! For example, he has a different way to cheer up each friend, and does his best to include them in stuff he thinks they'll also like Loves any happy sounding music the most, but listens to lots of other stuff too (a few songs that remind me of him not lyric-wise but like, sounds like he'd listen to them, are She Wants Me (to be loved), Dancing in my Room, Sunday Best and Sunkissed type stuff, I don’t know music genres so) Favorite drink is probably coffee Loves all sorts of soup!! Has lots of nicknames for Six! Mostly uses kitty and shortcake (it hates them but gets used to them, only from Mono though; some of the other kids use them to get on her nerves, doesn’t end well for them) Love loves bugs! Six likes them too, but isn't as interested as Mono and Runaway (she likes to eat them) Runaway he/they Almost as tall as Mono, noticable difference though He loves chocolate milk and tea Probably the most reasonable out of the three Despite this, he still likes to annoy them (mostly Six) Similarly to Six, he sucks at keeping track of the time Likes goldfish snacks a lot His nomes are always nearby when he is Really likes coloring books and puzzles They love the sound of pianos, not the best at playing it but likes messing with them in his free time with Six (their rare bonding moments) Loves any instruments really, pianos are just his favorite Has the biggest sweet tooth Also loves bugs!! Mono and him are bug buddies His favorite bugs are caterpillars and butterflies, he isn’t a very big fan of spiders though (Mono didn’t used to mind them, but after the hand incidents in the hospital, he finds them icky; too similar) Bonus; RCG she/they Tallest as well as oldest (again, not oldest by much though) Big sister vibes Super supportive Usually in charge of keeping others in line, doesn’t mind a little chaos here and there though (even if it doesn’t usually end well) Also has a few freckles, not nearly as much as Six Lots of energy that often rubs off on the others when she’s around Probably the most responsible, great with kids younger than her Loves teaching the others how to do stuff, has the longest attention span which makes it easier Very playful and teasing, but still knows and respects boundaries when it comes to that kinda stuff Gets easily stressed out and nervous when she doesn't know what to do, as she feels like she always has to be responsible aaaand thats all 4 now! i might do more characters like comic kids if i get enough ideas but thatll be in the doc if i ever do pleas share with me ur hcs and ideas too!!!! if u wanna i would love 2 see them!!

#six rambles #like i said i update the doc #but prob wont update the post with it #not very often atleast #little nightmares #little nightmares 2 #very little nightmares #vln #headcanons #six #mono #runaway kid #the girl in the yellow raincoat #long post

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Daybreak Academy: Chapter 49

Romantics For Life

Summary: In which Ventus wins a teddy bear, Lauriam and Strelitzia discuss her crush, and Ephemer gains an intense hatred for Skuld. Word Count: 1,706 First | Previous | Next ☆ ⚬ ☆ ⚬ ☆ ⚬ ☆ ⚬ ☆ ⚬ ☆ ⚬ ☆ ⚬ ☆ ⚬ ☆

Ventus was starting to think that absolutely no one like resting around here. Not the Dandelions, not the headmasters, not even Lauriam's sister and Anora. Sure, the Star Festival was a given occasion that they had to participate in, but seriously- they had only arrived at the beach four days ago. When were they going to stop running around and actually relax for once?

At least the activity kept his mind off of Vanitas. That must have accounted for something.

Ven walked alone, trying to not get too overwhelmed by all the carnival games and the smell of deep fried food as he walked down the boardwalk. He didn't know where everyone else had gone. The last time he had seen everyone, Skuld, Anora, and Strelitzia had put on rather nice looking yukata, and Ephemer and Lauriam were simply wearing shorts and a t-shirt. Brain had gone to the festival far before anyone else, so Ven definitely had no idea where the older kid was now.

That is, until Ven happened to stumble across the balloon dart game. Brain was actively trying to predict his current throw- Ventus almost laughed when he noted that the older kid had one eye closed and his tongue sticking out in concentration. Brain finally made his throw, and then immediately let out a disappointed “Drat!” when it missed. Ven couldn't help but laugh, which earned him Brain's attention.

“Hey Ven!” Brain called over to him. “Wanna try this dart game with me?”

Knowing he had been spotted, Ven let out a nervous chuckle as he scratched the back of his head. “S-sure.” he agreed as he walked over to Brain.

Suddenly nervous as he picked up the balloon dart, Ventus gave Brain a quick side glance before turning his attention to the balloons. There were five rows of balloons- each row corresponding with a different color of the rainbow, which indicated what kind of prize could be won if they were popped. The higher the balloon, the higher the prize, obviously. Ventus tried to carefully line up his shot with one of the middle tier balloons and made a silent prayer to himself before tossing it.

His heart nearly leaped into his throat when the dart popped the exact balloon he had been aiming for. Barely. Just barely.

“Congrats Ven!” Brain cheered for him, giving the kid a hearty pat on the back.

“It was just a lucky shot...” Ventus sheepishly said, reached a hand behind his head.

“Lucky or not,” the older kid mused, “You get to pick out a prize now. So Ven, which one is it?”

Ventus jumped a little before looking at the prizes he could get. His heart was pounding far harder than it should have been as he looked the prizes over. “That one!” he finally declared as he pointed to a medium sized teddy bear.

Brain tried to hold back his laughter as the game's operator got down the teddy bear for Ven. The younger kid happily hugged the stuff toy in joy.

“Don't ever change Ven.” Brain then mused, placing a hand at the back brim of his fedora.

“Huh?” the younger questioned. “What's that about?”

But his only answer was a laugh, right before Brain messed up Ven's hair a bit. Ventus recoiled out of the way with a grimace. But, despite himself, he also started to laugh.

. . .

“Oh, look at that one.” Lauriam said to Strelitzia as he pointed out a line of fukinagashi streamers. “It looks like they hand painted those symbols on. The detail is so intricate.”

“But what about those paper cranes?” Strelitzia offered, motioning to a booth that sold origami creations. “Imagine how long it took for them to create all those little cranes!”

“True enough.” her brother laughed. Strelitzia gave him a bright smile of her own before joining in. It was a small relief seeing his sister's relaxed demeanor after several months of watching her slowly agonize over an unrequited crush.

“Would you like some mochi?” he asked her some time later. “I think I saw a food stand offering some earlier.”

“Sure!” she grinned. For a fleeting moment, he could see so much of their mother in her. He wondered how their mother would have handled Strelitzia's crush; surely their mother was the type that would have loved to have grandchildren. Unfortunately, it seemed both he and Strelitzia seemed to be slightly more deviant in that regard- but they were still young, there was still time.

The siblings found a stand offering mochi, and Lauriam paid for two. They then sat down on a nearby park bench to feast on their sweet treats. Truth be told, Lauriam didn't have much of an appetite at the moment.

“How are you doing?”

“Hmm?” Strelitzia turned to him with her spoon still in her mouth. She took it out -making a little 'pop' sound in the process- before inquiring, “What do you mean?”

“Well, if your cabin is anything like ours, it means that you girls are all sharing the same bedroom.” he said to her- sounding as if he were speaking more of a thought “I wanted to make sure you were getting enough sleep since she would also be sleeping there.”

“She…?” Strelitzia started to question before it hit her. Her face quickly flushed as she looked away from her brother. “It… it was hard, at first. But she goes to bed pretty early, so it's not that bad, I guess. I don't think I slept well the first few nights though. Just thinking that she was right there...”

Strelitzia looked down at her mochi. The ice cream inside was starting to melt and threatened to dribble over the outer coating.

“Have you ever just…” she started to say, faltered, then started again, “Have you ever just wanted to kiss someone so badly that you'd be willing to forget that other people will notice? And… And you're afraid that everything will change between you two, even if you never truly knew each other before then?”

Lauriam was silent for awhile. He lulled his head from side to side as he thought the idea over. “Can't say I have.” he finally decided. “But I've never felt an actual attraction to someone either.”

“Oh...”

“Strelitzia,” Lauriam sighed. “I really want to help you, but I don't know how. I've been wondering a lot lately on how Mother would deal with this.”

At the mention of their mother, Strelizia's head popped back up. She looked at Lauriam with wide eyes and her jaw slightly agape.

“Mother?”

Lauriam nodded. He reclined a bit on the park bench, looking up at the sky. “The thing is, the more I dwell on it, the more I come to realize that I'm not the one that can help you. It's time to make a choice Strelitzia; you need to talk to Anora.”

Well, if her jaw hadn't hit the ground yet, it certainly did now. “H-how?” Strelitzia questioned, her voice sounding more like a strangled cat. “I… I can't…!”

But Lauriam shrugged. He had nothing else to offer. However, in some attempt to assure her, he mumbled, “May your heart be your guiding key.”

. . .

There were very few things that Ephemer truly hated. Skuld insisting that they make Tanabata wishes was starting to become one of those things.

“It'll be fun.” she assured him and Anora. 'Fun.' Right. Sure. As if she wasn't the one to make the girls wear yakuta, or purposely grant them all the best application of smokey eye this world has ever seen. And then there was Anora. Anora who, despite saying nothing so far this whole festival, made Ephemer's heart rush with a single side glance. The wonder in her eyes almost made her shine under the festival lights, drinking in every colorful lantern and origami crane like it was her first time out in the world. How could anyone be so… adorable? At this point, Ephemer was going to keep biting his lip until it bled.

The three of them had moved away from the main festival to a quiet picnic area on the beach. Anora had chose to write her wish at a different table than Ephemer and Skuld. Not that it mattered, they were all going to see the wishes when they hung them up anyway.

“Are you done yet?” Skuld asked him, her voice hushed so Anora couldn't hear. “Or are you going to keep gawking all night?”

Ephemer looked up from his wish strip and gave Skuld a funny glare.

“What are you talking about?” he asked her.

An impish smile crossed his friend's face when she said, “I know you have a crush.”

“I do not-!” Ephemer immediately tried to shout back, but caught himself before hissing, “I do not have a crush on Anora.”

“Never said it was Anora.” Skuld smirked. “But now that you mention it...”

“Skuld, you're ridiculous.”

To this, she let out a rather unflattering snort. “Me?” she mused. “I'm the one being ridiculous? You were the one who drooled over themselves at the formal!”

“That was different.”

“No it wasn't.”

A small growl escaped Ephemer's lips. “Yes, it was.”

“Urg, fine.” Skuld decided, throwing her hands in the air. “I've known you for six years, I know when to cut my losses.”

But the words stung. They lingered in Ephemer's mind as the three of them hung their wishes up on a palm tree. And you know what? Forget Skuld. She knew how to get under his skin, and (unfortunately) it worked. He hated her. He hated her more than these stupid wish strips, this stupid festival, and the mere fact that she might have even been right.

But then Anora's wish strip flickered at him from the corner of his eye. There was a word he was able to catch- a word he really wished he hadn't had seen. Making sure that Anora and Skuld had left, Ephemer moved a bit closer to the wish strip to read it in full. A part of his heart sank. He knew so little about her. This wasn't fair. There was no way that he could…

“Skuld, I freaking hate you.”

#daybreak academy #chapter 49 #kingdom hearts fanfiction #Ventus #Brain #Lauriam #Strelitzia #Ephemer #Skuld #Anora #Summer 2020 #Season 1

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single dad!jooheon

jooheon has one lil girl named miyoung and he loves her with his entire heart she is his whole world!!!!👨‍👧💖

his college gf got pregnant by accident right before they both graduated and jooheon dropped everything (he wanted to pursue music) and took a desk job at an entertainment company so he could provide for their family, expecting it to be the three of them

except his gf told him a month before miyoung was born that she didn't want to be tied down to jooheon or their baby and basically left jooheon as soon as miyoung was born and she could leave the hospital

so jooheon sacrificed a lot because of miyoung, but he never let it get him down because he loves her so much!!!! they live in a lil apartment full of toys because he spends all of his spare money on her and he always makes sure to be able to eat dinner with her every night

his friends were all pretty shocked when jooheon told them about his girlfriend getting pregnant because they were worried about him being able to settle down, but of course they all love miyoung and she calls all of them uncle shownu and uncle hyungwon etc

but she doesn't love any of her uncles as much as she loves her dad!!!

because he has a desk job miyoung has been going to a daycare near their apartment during the day and he picks her up but he gets a promotion that changes his hours slightly so he goes in later and gets out later, and it makes it more convenient to take her to the daycare right by the entertainment company

miyoung is rly upset by having to change daycares but there isn't really another option so she settles for being the biggest drama queen her lil 3 year old self can be

the first day jooheon brings her into the daycare with her clinging to his leg and he's greeted by the prettiest teacher in an apron and guess what!!! it’s you!!!

miyoung is pouting and you crouch down to greet her and as you introduce yourself jooheon is just like........ wow look at their rosy cheeks..... their pretty hands........ their cute ears........ their angelic smile!!!!

it's been awhile since he's really been taken by someone right away but as you tuck miyoung's hair behind her ears and compliment her and his daughter starts to giggle he feels an interest he hasn't felt in years.... and when you look up and smile at him he's really ! wow! well he finds you incredibly charming that's for sure

gently he leans down and pries miyoung off his leg and kisses her on the forehead goodbye, and another daycare worker brings her into the room but u...... you're still there

"she's adorable!!!" you say to him and he swears he's going crazy but your ears are a little red and you stammer a little over your words

little does he know it's because you've never had a parent so close to your age and so handsome and you've also never seen someone with a smile as kind as jooheon's

he introduces himself and you introduce yourself and you both shuffle from one foot to the other for a second and then he's like well i gtg to work!

and you're like! oh i'm so sorry i'll see you tomorrow!!!! it was lovely to meet you

and the morning after that and the morning after that and so on you and jooheon exchange hellos. your coworkers tease you that you always seem to find something to do by the door when jooheon usually drops miyoung off but you just blush and act like you don't know what they're talking about!!!!

miyoung pretty much falls in love with you from day 1 because she's shy and you have a very calm personality, and she loves to gush about jooheon to you and every time she tells you a story about how her dad took too long braiding her hair and it made him late for work or how he beat uncle wonho in mario kart the other day it makes you like him more and more

of course you take care of the other kids too! but miyoung is your favorite and sometimes when all of the other kids are napping or playing outside the two of you will draw together or something like that

you make her lil origami animals all the time! and at home she tells jooheon all about you and she has a shelf of the origami and names them all and while you’re growing a crush on jooheon he is also most certainly growing a crush on you

because jooheon thinks his kid is probably the best judge of character in the world and she obviously adores you, it doesn’t hurt that you’re adorable and kiss miyoung’s forehead goodbye everyday

he never thought he would be jealous of his own child …… but here we are ….

miyoung…….. well miyoung is way smarter than u would expect a toddler to be and she’s probably been spending too much time with changkyun because she’s also very sly

so one day jooheon comes to pick her up, and he had to work a little later than usual so miyoung’s the last kid there and when he comes in she is like “will you come over and eat dinner with us?!??!?” to u without even asking her dad lmao

and jooheon’s like !!!!!!!! and ur like !!!!!!!!! but you’re both SUCKERS for miyoung and let’s face it neither of you are gonna pass up an excuse to spend more time together than the normal 10 minutes you get

so the three of you drive to their apartment (you take the subway to work) and miyoung chatters on in the backseat and you pretend not to be glancing over at jooheon every three seconds

and whenever he laughs at one of miyoung’s stories and his eyes sparkle you feel yourself get even weaker

this continues on over dinner but you find out that the two of you get along very well, jooheon’s more outgoing than you but he doesn’t overwhelm you and he’s so sweet and puts miyoung in her chair and then pulls out yours so you can sit down……. and the two of you wash the dishes and talk quietly while she watches cartoons

then you join her and she bullies jooheon into playing ponyo and gets all sleepy and crawls into your arms and falls asleep

and it feels like the three of you??? are a family??? as he gazes adoringly at the two of you and then gently takes her out of your arms to put her to sleep…..

and even though you’re nervous you know you weren’t making up the soft smile on his face in the kitchen and the way he glanced at your lips over dinner

so when he gets back and sits back on the couch you carefully….. slowly put your hand on top of his…. and you feel like you’re in high school again when he turns his hand over and laces your fingers together…. but in a good way

and jooheon hasn’t been able to really feel young since miyoung was born ,,,...,,... and he’s okay with that but sitting there with your small hand grasped in his and your head resting on his shoulder ……. he’s grateful that he finally feels the pressure of being the perfect dad lift off his shoulder….

he can’t drive you home because he doesn’t want to leave miyoung alone and he won’t stop apologizing about it, but you shut him up by kissing him and when you leave with the tiniest smug smile on your face jooheon swears his heart …. stops

everything happens naturally from there, you start spending more and more time over at their house eating dinner and lunch and sometimes just being there with jooheon and miyoung …….., shownu babysits miyoung once a week and you go out on date night …,,,,, he does aegyo on you and you just coo and pinch his cheeks like you do to miyoung and he gets pouty ,,,,,,,,,, the first time you sleep over you wake up when miyoung comes in saying she had a nightmare and you hum to her until she falls asleep in your arms…. jooheon watches sleepily and that’s when he says i love you for the first time

he tells you about his dream of being a rapper and producer and you encourage him to pursue his dreams and jooheon knows that if he has you and miyoung he could probably do anything in the world

#monsta x scenarios #monsta x imagines #jooheon scenarios #jooheon fluff #jooheon imagines #🍯 joohoney with a baby is almost too sweet #monsta x #jooheon #💌

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MYSTERY LIGHT by Catherine Sinow

Something terrible happened one night while Cassie and I were parked on a cliff in Los Feliz. It started off innocently enough; we were looking over a valley of twinkling homes in her 2005 Mercedes, her mom’s old car, listening to Iceage, a band we both love. A Yankee Candle air freshener hung from the mirror, which might have been ironic, which I loved because doing things ironically is so her. The car always made me feel cozy with its vintage leather smell and I imagined that I’d drive something similar if I ever upgraded my tattered old Subaru.

Cassie and I often enjoyed going to Griffith Observatory, sometimes combining it with a trip to Permanent Records, our favorite record shop. We would always park on cliffs and chat afterwards; it had totally become Our Thing. I always enjoyed being with her; just the way she looked at me with her blue-green eyes and laughed at my jokes like she was in a little fit. I really found her kind of flawless, even her weird aspects, like how she had a few too many pictures of her with her grandpa on Facebook.

We’d been hanging out less though since she got her boyfriend, this tall dude named Owen, about six months ago. They met because our good friend Jack is in a band with him. Owen plays guitar, drums, and keyboards, and his voice is pretty smooth, not going to lie. I don’t even understand how one person is so good at so many instruments. But whenever that gets me down I remind myself that he honestly has kind of shit taste in music. I mean, he’s a little too into Tame Impala and Beach House, and everyone knows those bands are cliché and unoriginal. He also has bleached hair and plays a Telecaster. Kind of a poser music boy thing—my style’s a lot more original (I wear mostly beige tones) but also classic (Converse and natural hair color). And I mean I’m pretty tall, too, 6’1” in fact, but this dude is TALL. Like, so tall that other people force him to be on basketball teams. Anyway I was so grateful to have Cassie as a friend, even though I really wished I had gone for her before Owen got to her. She’d been spending less time with me due to him and I can respect that even though it makes me kind of upset.

The Iceage album ended and Cassie switched the music to Ava Luna, a great band we got into together after seeing them play live at Origami Vinyl. Whenever I listen to them I think of her.

“I’m always better at cleaning my room while drunk! I just get the irresistible urge to clean!” she said. I loved little quirky comments like these. We always had great conversations when alone.

“Really!” I said. “I’m better at almost nothing while drunk. I’m better at like, talking about my embarrassing moments from 6th grade while drunk.” She laughed with her cute little scrunched-up-nose giggle. I kind of hoped she’d ask further—I’d been getting pretty good at telling this story about how I was the flag monitor and I left the flag up over the entire two-week winter break. She didn’t ask, unfortunately, but like the sharp girl she is, found a hysterical thing to say instead.

“I’m better at getting the mail while drunk,” she said, giggling. See what I mean?

“I’m better at stowing away in an airplane wheel while drunk,” I said, which really got her going. It made me feel accomplished—an Oscar moment.

Afterward she started to open up to me about some issues she was having with Owen,so I listened attentively. It seemed like even though he always took her amazing places and got presents for her, he was missing a key ingredient—he had a hard time sitting down and really emotionally empathizing. And Cassie’s a really sensitive person, so I know that matters. I found my advice always ended up with the bottom line of “You can do better,” but deep down I wanted to help her talk out her issues and respect her decision to stay with Owen. It was her choice, after all, and I try to respect the choices that people make.

“Jake, look! What the fuck is that?” She pointed out the window. It was plain as day: a big flash of white light trailing through the air. It was completely silent, but it kept expanding in big circles.

“FUCK,” I said.

“What? What? Is that a plane? Is that not just a plane?”

This was bad and I knew it. “I’ve been watching some videos about this recently,” I exclaimed. “It’s a Christ damn nuclear missile. Look, it has that shape. I think the shape determines it.” Yes, I do like looking at Wikipedia articles about strange things such as nuclear missiles.

“Fuck, like, how long do we have to live?”

“I have no fucking idea,” I said, my heart pounding. “Minutes? Look, do you want to make out with me?” I felt the words tumble out of my mouth and a feeling of otherworldly liberation washed over me.

“Um—um—yeah I do! What if we fucking die! I’ve lived such a good life! I miss Owen! My mom was so sweet to me and I was a little brat to her. Fuck, it’s all flashing before my eyes. I can’t stop thinking about this road trip to Utah we took as kids and how my parents took this picture of us by this gigantic sandstone rock formation that was like, these two arches!” She made a perpendicular gesture with her hands. “I thought it was cool then but I think it would be even cooler now! ‘Cause I’m an adult! And it’s all ending! Will I ever get to be old?”

Tears seemed to dribble out of her eyes and she looked so infinitely sad that it felt profound, more profound than any work of literature I’ve ever read, probably. I wanted so badly to comfort her. Now, I need to let you know that I actually thought I was going to die at that moment. Well, not completely, but maybe like a 75% chance? I don’t remember, but I do remember thinking there was a pretty good chance that this was the end of the world.

We crawled into the back seat and started making out. It felt so, so good to plant my mouth on hers, tasting her rose lip balm, after having only stared (both in real life and on social media) for so long. I tore off my beanie and removed her rounded glasses, tossing them into the front seat since I knew she would never need them again, and let my hands meet her inhumanly smooth skin, her shoulder-length dark brown hair, her denim jacket, her modest but subtly curved body. We panted and slammed our clothed forms over each other like the shirts and pants were barriers to break through. My final fuck, I thought. Just do this and maybe everything will be so beautiful, so powerful, that the world won’t really end after all.

“I’m so scared,” she said as she took her jacket, then long-sleeved shirt off. “The world is actually ending.”

“Just make the most of our last moments!” I shouted. So we had sex in my backseat, me on top. I had only had sex once before, with this girl from Tinder, but it seemed like that one time was decent enough practice for the end of the world. I really felt during that sex that Cassie and I combined into a singular human, maybe not even a human, but a unified plane of energy. I savored every raw bit of emotion outwardly flowing from the pits of our stomachs combining with this incomprehensible fear, knowing that in minutes our entire lives and the entire world would be obliterated into nothing. All my middle school classmates, the toys I got for all my Christmases, every vinyl record I had taken the time and money to purchase was for nothing, all at the devastating hands of fate and the man’s technology careening out of control. All my life, all the life and history of the world spiraled into her and my passion I was driving forward. I cried out her name, and she cried out mine.

After we finished she propped her head on my chest and let the sterile, stony moonlight cast over her face. I wasn’t really thinking anything at all, mostly luxuriating in the afterglow. Then she suddenly jolted upward and I had an internal freak-out. She covered her chest with her denim jacket without putting it on and reached into the front seat for her faux leather backpack. My heart tightened. I saw a message from our friend Molly: “Hey are you free? We’re about to start AHS Hotel but we can wait for you”

This was bad. This was really bad. I felt relieved the world wasn’t ending but that relief wasn’t that significant, probably because I didn’t fully believe that in the first place.

“I don’t think the world is actually ending,” she said, mumbling to herself out the window. “At all. Did I ever think that?” I looked out the other window; the mystery light was now nowhere to be seen. I decided to put on my clothes in the meantime. She eventually did too. We said nothing. And then:

“Just drive me home.”

She sat in the back seat and buckled herself in. I walked around to the front of the car and drove her just like an Uber, but in complete silence. I’ve actually always wanted to be an Uber driver; I think I’d be pretty good at it. I’d be one of those drivers that keeps bottled water and pretzel pouches in the cupholders.

I knew I was totally fucked. I honestly don’t think the sex was bad at all; it was actually pretty great. I found myself wondering if this would cause a rift between her and Owen, giving me a chance to slip in, but at the same time I knew that was unrealistic.

I woke up the next day and snapped some of my friends about the mysterious light. My friend Derek who’s a total news hound told me that it was a nuclear missile test—unarmed—by the government in Eastern California, sort of an empty threat in response to a North Korean missile. So, sort of the end of the world, but not really. I was almost right. I’m a pretty intuitive guy, but intuition can’t get you everywhere.

At the moment my entire friend group is trying to work their schedules around me not seeing Cassie, and I know they’re probably doing the same for her and Owen. I think they’re really good people by trying not to take sides. I haven’t heard from Cassie at all—maybe Owen isn’t allowing for it. I’m pretty sure I lost my best friend that night. It might not have been the actual end of the world, but a big part of my own has ruptured.

Catherine is an ambient music fanatic in the Pacific Northwest. She tweets at @ConceptualCamel

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emeferns-blog · 6 years ago

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love, lavish.

“You can’t pay someone to love you back; money can’t make them come back. “

My black shoes turned gray as I walk home from school; I can feel my back aching every night because of my heavy school bag—it’s even half of my weight; those unending calculations; the hunger I felt every day. I have chosen to do those and I do not regret any of it. It affected me in a good and a bad way though. But for me, it was in fact a marvelous achievement. To save a lot of money even enough to pay our electricity bill for 3 months combined is such a difficult thing to do for a 14-year-old.

If not all, maybe most of us had a crush on somebody, or had someone dear to them, a special someone perhaps, and when we feel strongly towards that person we do everything. We provide them things that could make them happy—just like how our parents would. In my case, as a kid who doesn’t know her limits, it was for a friend of mine. I won’t drop the real name so let’s just call that person Greg. Well, I do not know how to describe Greg since things between us didn’t end properly. It was quite complicated and blurry. Greg is someone from my past. He is someone who taught me a lot, made me feel sorts of things which I am thankful for.

It was that giant teddy bear who smells like me; those sweets and chocolates you usually crave for; my last varsity jacket; the monkey stuffed toy that reminded you of me; those tons of origami flowers I made; cute stuff I thought you’d like. I actually couldn’t choose between these things that I gave you for your 15th birthday so I decided to count them as one since I bought them for the same purpose. I might have spent more or less 20,000 pesos for a birthday present. Yeah, I know. 20,000 pesos for a birthday present. Imagine having an allowance of 150 pesos everyday and being able to save up that huge amount of money. Honestly, I was amazed and I thought that I’m incredible. Knowing that lunch at the cafeteria is 50 pesos and my supposed to be transportation fare going home is 70 pesos. At the end of the day, I should only have 30 pesos or less because of payments done for papers at school. I managed to save more than 20, 000 pesos for 3 months. Well, that includes my Christmas Aguinaldo of course. I also accepted works from my batch mates where in they pay me to do their projects. I know it’s wrong. I was blinded by the thought of having money to be able to buy those things for Greg. The point is, I was willing to spend my savings for a certain person who I value without second thoughts.

Despite of not having a romantic relationship with anybody, having him as my best friend was more than enough. I had past friendship breakups but this is so far the most painful one. It was that point in my life where I have proven to myself that I can actually survive just drinking water without eating anything for 3 days straight. I don’t know how I did it and unfortunately I got used to it up until today. Not eating at school, eating once a day, sometimes not even eating at all is something I am not proud of though. I made it a habit already and it is hard to change that. This was probably the reason why I haven’t gained weight since 8th grade.

My family is not favored with wealth that is why spending money on things aside from my needs, would really affect not just me but my whole family. Nevertheless, I do not regret doing those things. At least I know now that giving everything I have won’t make a person stay or won’t make them come back. The salient thing about this is that I tried. It helped me discover a lot of things about myself and to that I am grateful.

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And He Fell Asleep. SL 7 with @MelzWithABite and @AWanderlustCur

Alexei: -I’d slept better last night than normal, still a little rough, but even getting up and opening the shop felt different. Better. I set the little purple penguin origami on her desk, where she would see it, and went about my business. There were a few cars from the day before left to finish up, interiors to be cleaned a bit, so I started on that. I wasn’t waiting for her to come in, really, just, watching the office. Like normal. The guys worked around me, the same as any other day, and I kept out of their way, did what they said, and...kind of made it easy. Not that I’d been an ass before, but maybe I as thinking a little more like if I could lighten her load by doing my best, I would. During a lull, since she wasn’t here yet, I found a few stray strands of the brook straw, long and thin, and began to braid them, waiting on something to do, and when I was done with the braided strand, I made it into a loop and tied it off, a small bracelet the outcome. I set it in the office, with the penguin, and walked out to greet a customer, taking their information and asking all the questions, trying to go about it all like it was just another day, when I knew, just knew, that something had changed.-

Melz:

*Goddamn it. I was running late. Last night's run, not to mention the emotional baggage I seemed to have, at least partially, unloaded had wiped me out by the time I kissed the top of Brie’s head as she slept, then collapsed, still dressed, across my bed. The pups bounding onto the bed woke me with a grunt, but after a nice hot shower, I was feeling great. Perks of being the boss? No one was going to yell at me for being late. I picked the casual cotton maxi dress because it was comfortable, not because it hugged my curves in all the right places, that was just an added bonus. I even threw a cardigan on to cover more of my ink and cleavage. Well, cover some of it. Okay, so I was in an eyeliner mood too, even though I rarely wore it to work. So what? And if I was wearing eyeliner, I had to wear lipstick or I'd look unfinished! Rolling my eyes at my own reflection as I tousled my hair around my shoulders, I hitched my bag to my shoulder and slipped into my sandals before heading to the kitchen. Brie and I had cereal and chatted for a while before Lark came to join us. It didn't matter how late I was, I had a lot of work to do to make up for my absence to Brie, so quality time was just the start of it, but it was a start. By the time I pulled into the garage parking lot it was after ten. Yikes. Cringing when I saw that Alexei was dealing with a customer, I mouthed an “I'm sorry” as I passed behind the customer filling out a form and gave a wave to him before moving into the office. Dropping my purse on a chair, I leaned over to start up my computer and stopped. Sitting smack dab in the middle of my planner was the most adorable little purple paper penguin I'd ever seen, sitting in the middle of a straw braided circle. Okay, now I'd look like an idiot with the goofy grin stretching my cheeks. Taking care to gently move my little gifts aside, I glanced through the glass door into the waiting room, nervously giddy and anxious for him to be finished with the customer.*

Alexei: -When she walked in, my heart did this weird stutter thing, and I immediately chalked it up to breakfast. Or the kiss. Or maybe it was her emotions I was picking up on. I didn’t know, but it was nice. It was...fun. The customer in front of me cleared their throat, and I apologized and got back to filling out their paperwork. When I was done, I gave them a copy, told them I’d have a mechanic look at it and give them a time frame, and pointed to a small room where they could wait. Then, I took a moment to gather my thoughts, handing the paper off to Bray and walking to the office. I caught her eye through the glass and grinned crookedly, holding her gaze as I approached and leaned against the door jam. I noticed she’d seen the gifts, the small tokens, not the usual fanfare I was used to getting women at all, but with the meager income and other things, it would have to do. From the look on her face, too, she liked it, and that meant everything. I stuffed my hands in my pockets and looked her over. God, she was beautiful. That dress...ah, that dress was something else. I let my eyes linger on her cleavage, briefly, then her lips, colored perfectly with her light hair and peach colored skin. I lingered on the feel of her beneath me, after the run. I could still feel her curves on my hands, still taste her lips, and I flicked my gaze to the blinds. In a few moments, I could have them closed and her against me again, on the desk, but it was too soon. For that. Instead, I stepped up and ran a finger down her arm, feather light, looking up into her eyes and grinning- I slept good too. Only one thing could have made it better… -I laughed a bit, not pushing, but not stepping back either- I was thinking we could get some coffee. Or I could make some coffee upstairs, we could watch some basketball. Just hang out. Yeah?

Melz: *He was far too good looking with that grin across his face, looking like that cat that ate the canary. If anything further happened between us, I'd be at a huge disadvantage. He'd always know what I was feeling before I could sent it...That would be interesting. But what was I thinking? Surely this affection between us was just the residual feelings left over from an incredible run. From feeling like, for once, my wolf and I were getting along. Meeting his insanely beautiful eyes when he approached, I swallowed past the lump of nerves the popped up, goosebumps rising on my arm in the wake of his touch.* The penguin is adorable. Did you know that purple was my favorite color? *Barely resisting the urge to lean into his touch, I nodded, because with the mixed vibes of happiness and arousal coming off of him, I'd pretty much agree to anything at this point.* Coffee in a little bit of lunch? I'm late, in case you haven't noticed, so I need to get some things off of my plate before I reward myself. Wait. Basketball? *Tilting my head curiously, my lips curled into a teasing grin, I couldn't help but poke at the random request.* You get a big basketball fan vibe from me?

Alexei: -She felt intoxicating. Everything was mixed and rushing between us, and even she couldn’t deny it. I wanted to push, but now wasn’t the time. Something told me she enjoyed the slow burn just like I did, that sweet pain of want and need, so I teased back- Late is relative. To me, you’ve been right on time. And...I wasn’t really thinking we’d watch much basketball, to be honest. -That last part I lowered my voice, caught her eye, and did that thing I’d done to the angry dude, except this time, I showed her the need I was feeling. It was stupid, and ballsy, but I knew she was strong enough not to be swayed by the likes of me. She was an alpha, of course, and it felt nice to be able to not have to hide what I could do. I picked up her hand, turned it over in mine, and played my fingertips lightly over her palm, tickling, sort of, looking down at her palm then raising my eyebrow with a hmmm- I see big things in your future. You know… -I flicked my gaze to hers, copping a slight grin- You know, I read palms. I’m quite good. And accurate. -I trace one line, the heart line, and nod, doing my best to act as if I’m seeing something interesting I didn’t already know. But this one I knew the first time I met her.- Your heart line curves upward to end between middle and index finger. See? -I trace it out for her- That means that you have a caring and understanding personality. And… -I trace where it dips off her hand at the side.- it’s even sometimes to a fault or your detriment.

Melz: I...hadn't caught that. *Pursing my lips as my cheeks warmed, in embarrassment and excitement, I didn't have to admit he was right. I knew there'd be no watching basketball if either of us had our way. When he unleashed that Omega juju on me, it hit me like a wave of euphoric lust, catching me completely off guard in a not at all bad way. Breath hitching, my hands flattened on the desk as I sucked in several deep breaths and kept myself from pinning him to the wall.* Jesus...warn a girl next time you pull that shit. *My laugh sounded husky in my own ears, betraying his effect on me further as I looked him over, showing the heat in my gaze as he lifted my hand. I wasn't sure what I expected, but a fortune telling wasn't it. Brow arched skeptically as he traced my palm, I didn't hide the snort or the roll of my eyes as he laid it on thick.* Oh I'm sure that line and that grin gets all the panties to drop for you. Nice try, pup. *Shaking my head, I pulled my hand back before plopping into my desk chair. Rude, probably, but it was such a line...and a really good reminder of what I had momentarily toyed with getting into and how wrong it would be on so many levels. I didn't need a relationship and I certainly wasn't going to play with a little boy, as charming as his little gifts might have been. I wasn't some thot at the bar he was going to schmooze his way into. Get your head straight, Melz.* Run along now. Time is money.

Alexei: -Well, that didn’t go as planned. I reached up and rubbed the back of my neck, chuckling a bit and nodding- You’re the boss. -I nodded and walked out, picking up the broom as I looked over and noticed both guys were working and didn’t need me in the front. I had to admit, though, it was a line. I’d stolen it from Austen. When she was a teen, she’d gone through a very odd phase of using tarrot and reading palms. One day, I saw her performing her little reading on a boy from the pack, and that kid...he had it so bad for her. He was eating it up. She, of course, as she’s always been, was oblivious, but I wasn’t. All it took was a little reading and a little studying to figure out what to say. And yeah, Melz was right. It worked. Usually. I looked back at the office, not intentionally, just...curiously, as I went about my work, but she didn’t even give me a glance. All I felt off her was a cool appreciation after that, and if I’d been a lesser man, I’d have called it quits, but that wasn’t me. I’d try again, something different. So all day, I thought, worked, did anything they asked and didn’t make a fuss. Not that I ever did. Melz had made herself clear the first time we met. At the end of the day, I was sore and sweaty, a bit tired and hungry, but I still wanted to spend the evening with her. I set the broom in the closet, made sure I had nothing left to clean up, then walked into her office, the light still on and watched a moment as she sat at the desk. She was different. I’d have to try something I’d never done: tell the truth. Then, I just laid it out.- So, I asked you over because I wanted to get to know you, really. Talk. True, letting off some steam would be nice, more than nice, but really...I just don’t want to be alone. I’ve gotten used to people, and nights are hard. So… -I lean against the door jam, patting my stomach, grinning a bit- wanna crack a few beers, make some ramen, and watch bad television? That’s about all I got.

Melz: *I hated keeping the books. It was a necessary evil and my OCD had me going over every transaction that had gone down while I was having my identity crisis in the woods. It wasn't that I didn't trust Bray and Jessy to do it right, hell, Bray probably did a better job with it than I did, but I just...needed the double check. Elbows on the desk, I dropped my head, rubbing the tension knot between my shoulders. I should be through it all by tomorrow. Giving myself an internal pep talk after the hours chained to my desk, trying to keep my head in the numbers game and not from drifting to the frustrating wolf in the other room, I didn't lift my head until I heard his voice. Rolling my head on my neck, I took my time looking in his direction, giving him a thorough and assessing once over before letting a hint of a smile tick at the corner of my lips.* As long as you're talking about root beer, I guess I can join you for a little while. But I have to get home to my niece before bedtime. But I have a few ramen tricks that I bet you've never used. I'll dazzle your taste buds while we watch shitty TV. *Flashing a grin, I saved my work with a few taps of my mouse then shut down the computer before pushing to my feet. Stretching my arms over my head, I twisted my torso left than right before letting out a sigh.* I hate the desk job part of this job.

Alexei: -I raised an eyebrow at her mention of ramen tips, and I put my hands together, asian style, and bowed deep- I relinquish my ramen to your capable hands.-I watched her stretch, nodding as I tried to relax, but nerves were starting to build.- I never could handle a desk job. I’m too high strung, I guess. I don’t know. I need to be moving. I don’t see how Austen does it at the shop… -And then it hit me.- I’m...gonna go change, just...freshen up, you know, since I’m all sweaty, but you can come up and hang out while I do that. Right? -I pointed up at the stairs, canting my head that way, then walked backways teasingly before turning around and taking the stairs by two. I had underwear on the floor, probably, and...trash, maybe. I had to make sure, you know, good first impression and all. I opened the door to the small apartment and started to yank things up off the floor, depositing some in the trash, tossing some in the laundry basket in the bathroom, then spinning around toward the fridge as I opened it and looked in. Good thing I’d just gone shopping. I pulled out two of the six fancy root beers I’d bought, set them out, then raised my arm and smelled under it. Yup. Stank.- Hey, Melz? -I hollered, turning to see you at the door. I laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of my neck.- I’m...gonna take a quick shower. Help yourself. Anything that’s mine is yours. I got you a rootbeer, and...yeah. It’ll only take me like, maybe ten minutes. I promise. I just...I really stink. -I laughed as I turned, padding to the bathroom and slipping my shirt off as I went. Why was I so nervous? I’d gotten some simple things, I had a nice television some guy off Craig’s List had traded me for some simple oil changes as some handyman work. I’d gotten my Playstation the same way. Things were coming together slowly. Granted, I had like four bowls and a few glasses, but...it was home, or...starting to feel that way. I showered as quick as I could, slicked my wet hair back and slipped into a loose pair of sweats, finally walking out, looking around.- Can I help?

Melz: *His nervous excitement as his eyes darted toward the stairs had me laughing. It was adorable really as I could tell he wasn't expecting me to accept the invitation, then the mild panic when I did. Nodding when he mentioned freshening up, I locked up the office then took my time ascending the stairs, letting him move through the place first before entering. My brows rose in surprise as I nodded. The place looked somehow bigger, more homey, from just the few little personal touches he added. The futon had throw pillows now, the place was dust free and smelled...good. Like guy and cologne. It masked the oil and gas garage scent well. Not to mention that I was liking Alexei’s scent more and more these days. Rolling my eyes at myself and walked to the small galley kitchen when he mentioned a quick shower.* Take your time. I can start the ramen magic. *Snickering to myself, I watched as he retreated, looking my fill of his leanly muscled back as he stripped off his t-shirt before disappearing into the bathroom. Damn. Moving to the fridge, I pulled it open to take inventory, relieved to see that his mention of beer had only been a slip of the tongue. There was only root beer and a couple other non alcoholic beverages in the fridge. Good. Not that I was judging, far from it, wine being one of my favorite escapes, and definitely not the healthiest, having struggled with my own overindulgence in the past. But he’d let on about his sobriety and I didn't want my bad habits testing him at all. Taking a carton of eggs from the fridge and a few condiments, I banged around in the cabinets until I found the biggest saute pan he had, some oil and some dry seasonings. This would do fine. I didn't really have a rhyme or reason to my concoction, but I knew flavor profiles, it turned out different every time but it was always delicious. In next to no time, I had the noodles softened and sauteeing with scrambled eggs, veggies, seasonings and a sauce that only included a pinch of the over salted, packet of MSG and heart attack that came with the ramen. Frozen peas and carrots worked as the veggie component, while I flipped the second grilled cheese in a small pan. Glancing over my shoulder when I heard him approach, only my teeth pinning my bottom lip kept my jaw from dropping open when he came into view, hair all wet and slicked back, shirtless with a few water droplets clinging for dear life to his fantastic body. Double dayum, I'd never wanted to be a water droplet more in my life. Clearing my suddenly dry throat, I really wanted to lick said droplets off, my thirst something no amount of root beer would satisfy.* I'm just about done if you wanna grab a couple of bowls and plates? And stay where I can see you because that's some view you're giving me and I have no shame. *Grinning, I backed up my claim, by giving him a very appreciative, very slow once over, very nearly whimpering when I spied the v-line peeking out at the top of his sweats. Mother Mary, I wanted my tongue all over him.*

Alexei: -I could smell the food so acutely, but above that, I could feel desire rolling off of her. For me. And she wasn’t even trying to hide it. The way she looked at me, the emotions she was feeding me, I was a glutton and it was like I couldn’t get enough. I wasn’t doing anything. That was all her. I didn’t bother with her directions, or the bowls, needing to sate one hunger before another. I took two large steps forward and slipped my arm around her back, drawing her flush and taking a kiss that sizzled so good inside, so good that I groaned into her mouth and lifted her more against me till only the tips of her feet touched the ground. It was heady, sweet and strong, her body against mine hard yet so soft in the right places, so before I bent her over the counter and ruined her fine dinner, I slowly let her down and forced myself to pull my lips from hers, breathing deep. When I felt like I could move, like the world wouldn’t end if there was some distance between us, I reached up behind her and grabbed the only two bowls and two plates I had, setting them beside her and clearing my throat. The first attempt to speak came out as a squeak, but I tried again, chuckling a bit- Ah, if you keep putting off that vibe, the one that says you want in my pants as bad as I want in yours, we won’t be eating dinner… -I laughed, stepped back a bit, and scrubbed my hands over my face- I’ll be eating you, does that count? -Oh god, that was a horrible thing to say, but...it was true. Her on her back, me between her legs...over...and over...I reached down and pressed the heel of my hand into my swelling cock, turning around to open the the drawer and get out a few forks from the drawer. I recited the lineup of the Yankees, the stats I knew, till finally my head wasn’t looking to my dick for direction- Can I do anything else? I got a few T.V. trays we can use, not much, but it works. -I turned, finally looking into the pot, smelling it more fully, my stomach beginning to rumble- You weren’t lying about the magic. I’m starving and my ramen has never looked this good.

Melz: *When he closed the distance between us, I moved willingly into his arms. Moaning against his lips, my arms snaked around his shoulders as my lashes fluttered closed. Pliantly moving my mouth with his, my chest to his bare flesh never felt so good. When he pulled me flush, like he couldn't get enough, I gave more, the sizzle between us spiking before the kiss ended far too soon. My exhale was shaky when he stepped back, my laugh husky as I shook my head at the mention of the vibe I was putting off. I was really going to have to get used to how intensely he could feel me, even if that thought had things low in my body awakening from a dormant slumber.* I'd apologize, but I try not to lie if I can help it, and after a kiss like that, I'm definitely not sorry. *Smirking as I watched him pull down dishes, I scooped noodles into bowls and put sandwiches on plates before facing him again.* TV trays totally work. I'm not fussy, I swear. And I've had my fair share of questionable places I've lived. *Dragging my gaze from all things Alexei, watching him adjust had me very nearly on my knees, I gestured back towards the small living area, attempting to change the subject.* You've really spruced up this place. Looks good. *Stepping into his personal space, I patted a hand over his sculpted abs, because I really wanted to, and met his eyes with an impish grin.* Let's get you fed...then maybe we can take turns with dessert. *My tongue sliding over my bottom lip, leaving no doubt about exactly what I wanted for dessert, knowing he wouldn't object, I picked up a plate and bowl, my ass sliding past his groin as I moved from the narrow kitchen and found a spot in front of the TV.*

Alexei: -I let out a hard groan, pressing against her ass as she eeked by, and I forgot about anything else she said for a moment. My head filled with the thought of...oh god, everything. And it took me a few long minutes to even remember that we were going to eat, or that she’d made food, or...what’s my name? Oh. Alright. I swallowed hard and turned, took my plate, and sat down beside her. I was hard. I couldn’t even try to hide it. I just hoped whatever was on television would help me out. I turned it on, found some sports commentary, and dug into the meal. It was fantastic. Beyond fantastic. Fresh, strong with flavor, and the grilled cheese? Perfect touch. I didn’t realize I was inhaling it till the I looked over at her and saw she still had over half hers left. Laughing lightly, I slowed myself down, getting up to get a few napkins and handing one to her- So, if you don’t like basketball, what do you like? Movies? Video games? I got a few things, and...if we’re going to be hanging out, I need something to entertain you between taking turns at dessert. -I sat down, pushed the heel of my palm against my aching dick, and took a sip of root beer, sitting back and picking at the few bites of sandwich I had left. Trying to make it last.- Me? Glad you asked. I like action movies, horror movies, any kind of sport except golf. I like 1st person shooter games, zombies, and the like. Aliens. Area 51. Fun times.

Melz: *The flutter in my belly subsided as I dug into my meal, which turned out pretty darn good for what it was, if I did say so myself. From the speed his fork worked, I could tell he liked it...or hadn't eaten in a week. Either way, it made me happy to make him happy, which was a dangerous thought. I knew how this went, getting off on pleasing others. It never ended well for me...but I was getting way, /way/ ahead of myself. It was ramen and mindless TV, no need to let my truck load of baggage interfere just yet. He must of hit a wall, because after a handful of minutes he was up, across the room and back with napkins, talking so fast, it took me a minute to take in everything he said. He really did remind me of a pup sometimes, and I grinned at the thought. Taking the napkin, I nodded my thanks, hoping a didn't blush too red when I noticed the semi he was sporting and finishing the bite of sandwich I was working on before stringing together some semblance of an answer to the dozen questions or suggestions he'd made in a few speedy sentences.* Sports can hold my interest. Definitely no golf, unless I need a nap, but baseball, football, the Olympics when they come around. *Nodding, I took a sip of root beer, enjoying the fizz I rarely treated myself with.* I like all sorts of movies. Anything that holds my interest, really. World war II historical fiction is always good. Have you seen Band of Brothers? You need to. It's a phenomenal miniseries. But mostly my TV is on Disney or Nick Jr. *Laughing, I shook my head, glancing sideways.* I couldn't tell you the last time I played video games, but if you need an ego boost by beating me at probably all of them, I'd be a willing sacrifice.

Alexei: -I sat back down, listening while she spilled, and I cataloged it all in my head. Not really, but I’d remember it. I knew the summer olympics were coming up, so I made a mental note to try something fun to watch.- Do I hold your interest? -I just blurted it out, really, then grinned, going back to my food, taking my time this time- You don’t have to answer that. And, we’ll totally have to binge Band of Brothers. It sounds awesome. Only if you binge The Walking Dead with me. I’ve been dying to catch up since I le— -I didn’t want to think about it, but it seemed my mind kind of went in that direction. It was odd, not having a home anymore, not being able to reference a place you belonged. It made everything seem more difficult.- Since the new season started. And things have to hold my interest too. I was the spastic that everyone avoided growing up. -I shrugged, picking up my bowl and slurping down the last of the noodles, grinning as I put it down and wiped my face- You know, I can fix up that old barn. Some time and some supplies and I can make a nice little meeting house out of it. If you want. -I picked up my root beer, taking a long swig- Downtime kind of sucks. Mind goes where it wants and then I’m standing on a street corner with a wad of cash in my pocket and I’m talking myself off that ledge. -nodding, I stretched out my legs, glancing at the television.- My grandad taught me how to do woodwork, mom’s dad, not dad’s. He was a quiet man, hell of a craftsman. It never made sense to me why he’d let his daughter marry into the alpha’s family. He’d always just say, “The heart wants what it wants.” Guess that’s true. -I sat up, turning to look at Melz- We could redo the outside, slat it with pine, lay a subfloor and add hardwood. Sturdy up the stairs and put a big meeting table in there. It’d be sweet.

Melz: So far, so good, pup. *Lips pursed, I leaned sideways, bumping my shoulder to his teasingly before taking another bite of my sandwich. I caught his words hitch and could only guess at the rest of it in my head. The pain of being expelled from a pack would be excruciating for any home grown wolf...but for an Omega...I couldn't imagine the depths of hurt, but I ached for him just the same. No wonder he’d turned to numbing himself. Who could blame him? Surely not I. I'd done my fair share of lone wolfing it during the years I'd fled from home. It wasn't a good life for a pack animal. When he recovered smoothly and continued, I smiled, nodding as I swallowed.* You've got a deal. I've been meaning to watch The Walking Dead and see what all the hype was about. Don't get too cocky, but I don't watch zombies for just anyone. You should feel honored. *Flashing a grin, I scooped up another bite, really enjoying just chill and shooting the shit. It was such a nice, normal thing that I hadn't really had in my life for quite a while.* Barn? Gah, I mostly think of that thing as a glorified storage shed, left over from when the development went up. We're not exactly a pack that adheres to a lot of formality as I'm sure you've noticed. But hey, if you're looking for a pet project, you have my permission to do whatever you want with the place. But I gotta tell you, now I'm intrigued enough to want to see these woodworking skills you've got. Your grandad doesn't sound like he was the kind of guy that fit in with your pack either. *Smiling thoughtfully, I tucked a strand of hair behind one ear, leaning back against the couch, my stomach satisfied.* He sounds like a romantic.

Alexei: He was. -I’d already started putting together a list of materials in my head, and I was kinda excited to do it old school. Sure, I’d have liked the power tools, but a good hand saw, a hammer, and a square we’re all I really needed. I sat back too, getting comfortable, popping the last of my sandwich in my mouth- Him and my grams were married since they were in their early teens. Arranged, but they learned to love each other like no one else I’ve ever seen. He used to say anything worth having was worth working for, and to really bring it home, most all of our projects took months. -I shrugged, tugging down on my shorts, getting comfortable- He was too simple for my uncle. Didn’t want all the fancy things, wasn’t a climber, and he was satisfied with his life as it was. Kept to himself, mostly. -I nodded, looking over at the television- I knew he was different when I was young, but I realized it more the older I got. We were the same, reserved, you know? It was when he passed that I felt really alone. That’s when it was easier to be drunk and high than be present. -I reached for the remote, clicking around, landing on some cheesy SyFy movie- I swear I’ll make zombie watching worth your while. I have mad commentary skills. -I turned, flashing her an equally cheesy grin- You like SyFy movies? Like Octoshark and Sharknado? Oh god, those are my favorite. And when we watch zombies, I’ll make some brain food…. -I let the joke sit for a minute, but I couldn’t help myself- Get it? Brain food? -I laughed, slapping my thigh, stretching out my arms on the back of the couch, taking a lock of her hair and twirling it on my finger-

Melz: *I could tell he loved his grandparents by the way he talked about them, and although I had to hold back a cringe at the thought of anyone two people being married in their early teens, I was able to. I knew the antiquated laws of some Packs, especially those as formal as Austen’s and Alexei’s, but that didn't mean I liked hearing about it. Still, it seemed that, at least in this case, the arrangement had worked out for the best. Listening silently, I laid my hand on his arm, stroking soothingly as he talked about losing them and how much it affected him. This poor, open hearted, strong man. Wolf. It was a wonder he could find his smile let alone be so...cheesy. Eyes wide as he switched lanes with a suddenness I was starting to get the hand of, a short surprise laugh escaped as I shook my head. Who didn't love a cheesy joke? Didn't mean I wouldn't bust on him for it.* Oh my god...so bad! Brain food?! Seriously?! *Grinning again as my head kept shaking in disbelief, I decided to throw him a bone.* Sharknado is a guilty pleasure. I couldn't look away! But it was nice to see Tara Reid and Steve Sanders on screen. Took me back. *Laughing again, I let my head drop back to his touch, turning my head a little to meet his eyes.* I've never seen Octoshark. It sounds terrible. I'm a fan of the classic B movies though. The Blob, Pod people. Those so bad they're great ones? I can tell you know them.

Alexei: I know them. Classics. And I swear, cross my heart… -I made the cross on my heart, holding up two Boy Scout salute fingers- I’ll never utter a word of your guilty pleasure. But I will enable you to slack that need with me. Here. And we will watch Octoshark and Wereshark and Trailer Park Sharks. -laughing hard at your face at the last one, shaking my head- You can’t make this shit up. I swear it’s a real movie. -I wanted to wait, but let’s face it—I was impatient. I didn’t care what we were doing before. The only thing I could smell was her, and the way she turned to me instead of moving away gave me the courage to move closer, then closer still to drape my arm over her shoulder, sliding a hand over her hip and leaning in till our lips almost met. I was afraid if I said anything, it would ruin the moment. Or turn it into another ramble by me. I rambled a lot around her, but it felt nice. Like this. This felt more than nice. The television played in the background as I went for it, pressing my lips to hers, tucking her close to my body as I tilted into the kiss and firmly parted her lips with my tongue, aching to taste her. I squeezed her hip and let images of her on my lap play in my head, straddling me, deep inside her, and I groaned low into her mouth as I moved against her lips. Everywhere. I wanted my mouth everywhere. God, I was already hard and it was just a kiss. Before I got stupid turned on and she kicked my ass, I pulled back slightly for a breath, panting out the words as I looked her in the eyes- I used to have good lines, sometimes booze meant I didn’t need them. I’m sure this works the same way sober, maybe, but not if I don’t stop talking, right? Right. Okay. I just...I just want to say that I want...you. I want you. So fucking bad. -And I rambled anyways, so...I waited, nose to nose, and I licked my lips, tasting her still there, already aching again for more-

Melz: *He was going to...and before I could complete the thought, he was kissing me and it was just as wonderful, if not more so than the first time. I'd wondered as I went to bed last night, if it was just the Omega energy my wolf had responded to, or the adrenaline of the run...but this...his soft lips, firm touches, just the right amount of aggressive passion...this was all him and I. Moaning into the kiss, my tongue stroking against his, I could feel my body awake. Moving closer under his gentle coaxing, my breasts pressed to his hard chest, I knew my nipples were hard beneath my bra. That deep groan sounded really good too. When he broke the kiss, I was breathless in the best way. Panting to catch my breath, my grin was dopey as he barely took a breath before his mouth was moving again. Lifting a finger, I pressed it to his lips as eyes that might have been flecked with amber met his.* I don't want lines. I think you know that. And it feels good to be wanted…*Dropping my eyes to his lips, I licked my own, then ran my teeth over the bottom one, my other hand sliding over his thigh.* Because I want you too, Lexei. But I bet you already knew that too.

Alexei: I did… -and my lips were on hers again. Her touch burned, so good. I felt it all, her need, mine, all together, but it was raw. Unfiltered. I didn’t have to make it more than it was. I didn’t have to touch her emotions at all. That thought made my heart beat hard, my grip tighten, and before I knew it, she was under me and I slid my hand over her chest and palmed her breast, sucking in a soft breath and then settled between her legs. Her nipples stiff under my palm, I gripped firmly, tilting and going back for another taste of her mouth. I had to be respectful, she was a one in a million, my one in million, and this had to go perfect. I’d fucked up so many things, this couldn’t be one of them. There’d be time to rip things and bend her over, time for quickies and and long, long make-out sessions. But right now, I just wanted to feel her under my hand, my tongue, hear her, learn her. For now. I slid my hand under her dress and I nearly lost it when my fingers crept over bare skin, toned muscles, soft and hard, and I didn’t let her out of our kiss, not for a second. More. Slow, but more. I knew she could feel me, and I her, smell her now, and my wolf was compliant, patient, which was odd. But I didn’t have time for him. It was her. All her. Dragging my lips from hers and down her neck, I was vibrating with the need to hit my mark.-

Melz: *With each kiss, I was giving up more and more of myself, my body alive in ways that I hadn't allowed since...shutting down the thought, I gasped as he leveled over me, my body arching to rub against his hard, toned chest. Fingers exploring the muscles plains of his back as the give and take of our arousal bounced between us I let myself go. Moaning against his lips, my greedy hands groping, I was panting by the time his lips moved down my throat.* Christ, Lexei…*My mind wasn't functioning enough to form other words, so I didn't. Legs bracketing his hips, I rolled mine up to grind against him, groaning as I felt his arousal against my core. I was all feeling and excitement. Emotions and arousal crashing through me in waves and it was better than any high I'd ever felt. Pushing my hands beneath the elastic of his sweats, I gripped his ass firmly, hips grinding and rolling, his lips on the crook of my neck, making me bow off the couch, unbridled desire whirling in my belly.*

Alexei: -She was rocking, pushing me, and I loved every minute of it. Thank fuck for the dress, the way it clung to her so perfectly, the way it was so easy to lift up. I pushed both hands up her torso and easily slipped the dress off, carefully setting it on the back of the couch and looking down at her. The thought that she ever felt unwanted seared into me, and I couldn’t imagine it. She was fierce, successful, beautiful, and smart. What idiot would give that up? It didn’t matter. They did, and now I was going to make her forget. No bra. No underwear. Fuck. Her tits were amazing, and before I could ramble on more about them, I leaned down and flicked the nipple, stiff and sensitive, with my tongue, then kiss just above the nipple, all the way around, grinning as I look up through lashes and move to the other breast- You’re so fucking gorgeous. -I repeat the same treatment, my free hand brushing over the underside of the neglected tit, and I could take all day and tease and taste her here. But I pull myself away, kissing down keeping my eyes on hers, already sliding my hands over the inside of her thighs, parting them as I make my way down- If you wear nothing under your clothes, I can’t be held responsible for how much I’m going to try to take them off of you at inappropriate times. Just saying. -I bit lightly at her hip bone, then the inside of her thigh- Just the smell of your arousal drives me out of my mind…

Melz: *I may have briefly, accidentally fantasized, when I got dressed this morning opting to forego underwear, that something akin to this might happen, but it was just that. A far fetched fantasy that wouldn't never actually happen...except that here I was, naked with Alexei for the second time in two days, this time, with far different intentions than the first and oh gods, did I want him. The first flick of his tongue over my already peaked nipple had me moaning as I arched wantonly, lifting my breasts for him to do with as he pleases. The heat in his gaze as he descended my body sent a shiver down my spine, my bottom lip pinned as my hands slid down his well defined arms, then shoulders, my fingers then pushing through his hair the lower he got. The nip at my hip had them jerking up as I hissed. Holy shit, it had been so long, I'd likely cum the instant he kissed below my rose tattoo. My lower belly quivered as my thighs fell open. The idea of him bending me over the desk in the garage for a quickie blooming in my mind as he spoke. We hadn't even fucked yet, and I already couldn't get enough.* It gets really stuffy in that office on a hot day. Lots of windows so it holds the heat. I like to be as airy as possible...it's a hard choice, but worth it, I'd say. *Smirking as he hovered over the core of me, his blue eyes glowing, I licked my lips, my hips lifted and giving a little shake giving him a clear invitation to get to it. Nope. I had no shame left, just full blown desire for everything this wolf was teasing.*

Alexei: -I slid my thumbs over her slick lips, parting them, and there was nothing more to say. She was wet and her clit was swollen, and I knew this would be ecstasy for us both. I laid my tongue flat, lapping the length of her, and grabbed the inside of her thighs to hold her open to me. My grip was rough as I drew my tongue around that bundle of nerves, over and over, only when I felt generous did I duck my chin and flick the opening of her pussy, then slowly press my tongue inside. I could feel her tightening, taste her arousal, and with that I just fixed my lips over her and gave it everything I had. I was holding her hips to the couch, otherwise she’d be bucking into my face. I wanted her, but I wanted her slick with sweat and so wet she was running down my chin before I brought her to climax if I could help it. That made me eve harder to think that she’d be using me before this was done-

Melz: *That first lick...had me flying. I could feel each touch of his tongue as if every nerve in my body was focused on that point of blissful contact. His grip on my thighs, holding my hips down, bared me to him completely, using just enough rough strength to drive me wild. Still every swipe of his tongue had my hips trying to buck anyway, wanting so much more. Groaning as he went to work learning my pussy so thoroughly, one hand fisted in his hair, the other on the cushion of the couch as my arousal skyrocketed. Forcing my head, that I didn't remember dropping back, up to watch him, my chest heaved with each breath. Hooded eyes met his as my clit throbbed between his lips, the sight of him between my thighs was utter perfection.* Oh fuck, Lexei! *Jaw clenched as sweat dotted my lip, my belly quivering as ecstasy pooled just below the surface, I worked to hold off, not wanting the sensations to end as mindblowing pleasure threatened to do me in.*

Alexei: -I let one thigh go and placed my arm over her stomach, holding her down, just enough for her to know I was in control, then let the other hand free, trailing fingers down the back of her thigh, feeling the slickness of her skin. It was raised, hot, and I raked blunt nails just for affect, till my fingertips met the juncture of her legs, teasing where my tongue couldn’t be in two places. The second I touched her opening, felt how wet she was, how responsive she was to just my finger, I had to adjust my hips. My cock ached, more than ready, but this was enough. God, this was more than I could imagine. I circled the opening with the pad of my index finger, then slowly, excruciatingly so, I slid it in, all the while circling her clit with my tongue like I’d learned she liked. Out, then in, my breathing getting quicker, my heart pounding, and my pace of movement quicker, I went in for the whole of it, ready, needy for her release. I didn’t tire, nor bore, but savored the tension in her body, and releasing my tight hold on her a bit and readied for everything-

Melz: *This man was playing my body like a fiddle and all I could do was sing. The teasing touch down the back of my thigh sent shockwaves straight to my core. If I was thinking straight, I would have reached down to push his fingers in, giving me what I wanted, but I wasn't thinking. Only feeling as he touched and teased relentlessly, my body bucking against the strength of his hold as every pounding beat of my heart sent pleasure through every nerve ending, all focusing on the ever growing need at the center of me. As if he knew exactly what would send me over the edge, and he very likely was reading it from me, the push of his fingers through my slick folds, finally moving inside as his tongue worshipped my clit, I was gone. Crying out, my head falling back, neck straining as the sounds of my pleasure echoed in the room. Body shaking, I tried to fuck his finger as hard as I could, my pussy spasming around it as the ecstasy of my release crashed over me. I had to force my grip on his hair to lessen so I didn't rip it out as wave after wave washed through my pleasure bowed body, gasping through my moans. My breathing was shaking as the sensations began to ebb, little spasms of joy still pulsing as I pried my eyes open, unable to lift my head just yet, I stared at the ceiling.* Holy...fuck, Lexei… *Laughing breathlessly, I gave his hair a gentle tug, letting him know without the words I didn't have, that I wanted to see him. Kiss him. Thank him.*

Alexei: -My scalp tingled in the best way, and as I languidly crawls up her slick body, I was euphoric, locked into her emotions, experiencing the bone deep satisfaction with her. Women were amazing creatures, this one in particular. I kissed her chest, between her breasts, up her neck and slid my hands over her skin slowly, savoring the closeness, letting her taste herself on my lips. I was proud. I was sated. She was glorious in her release. Her cries still rang in my ear as I blanketed her with my body, finally meeting her lips, brushing back her damp hair, I grinned against her kiss and chuckled as the kiss deepened- I’ve never used...my mind thing...to read someone like I...did you. Holy fuck...you were beautiful. -I spoke between kisses, settling my weight atop her, and I had no other thought but her lips and her taste and her smell all around me. It was like I was drunk, but not, and all I wanted to do was bask in this feeling and stay close to her. I nudged her cheek, turning her head, I lay my lips on that tender part of her neck, purely on instinct. I nuzzled it, I growled a little, then I slid my cheek down between her tits and just rubbed my face all over them. My voice muffled- You have amazing tits…

Melz: *Still catching my breath as his lips seared a new path up my body, my nails and fingertips sought any inch of him I could touch. Moaning against his lips when I tasted myself there, my belly quivered again as his body slid against mine. Heavy legs wrapped around his hips as I bent my knees back, my toes settled on his lower back above the waistline of his sweats and began to nudge the elastic down. Is that what you were doing? I couldn't really tell if I was picking up something or you're just that good. I think it's both. I want it to be both. *Eyes still hooded, I knew the look on my face had to be ridiculous but there was nothing left to hide from him. That thought alone was more freeing than anything I'd ever experienced. Heart thumping as his lips and scruff kept my nipples peaked, another breathless laugh escaping.* Feel free to use them as a pillow whenever you want.

Alexei: I will…and for the record, I /am/ that good. -I yawned, settling down against her, mumbling- You feel good. Like, you feel good inside. Makes me happy. And a little giddy. -I slid my hand over her thigh, her abs, her arms, I just kind of revelled in her.- I only sleep a few hours a night. Before, I’d have to drink something or take something to sleep. Sometimes I still have withdrawals, but it’s better. A lot better. But you feel good, like I’ve had a few drinks or ecstasy. I feel -I yawn again, closing my eyes, then trying against to keep them open, but the harder I tried the more I failed. When I realize I’d probably nodded off, I looked up at her with a goofy, half-asleep grin, one that kind of mirrored hers, and yawned again- I don’t sleep with someone else, usually, cause its hard...when I sleep, you know, to keep it all to myself. One time, I accidently passed out, and the girl I was with, human…I woke up to her screaming and rocking in the bathtub. Just...don’t leave. Wake… -I reached up and rubbed my face, my body almost going limp, too tired to be embarrased. Too thankful. God, I hadn’t slept good in a long time.- Wake me up. Change the mood. -And I couldn’t stay awake any longer, letting sleep take me, reminding myself to say thank you later.-

Melz: *Welp. I came and he passed out. How do you like that? Me? I wasn't sure. I knew that my, “sex as a yard stick" mentality was not at all healthy, it had never worked for relationships in the past, but without it, I wasn't quite sure how to feel. A little stung that he wasn't still ravenous for me even after he'd gotten me off, which felt a little like rejection. Disappointed? Part of it was that. Without his release things felt sort of...one sided, and I was a fan of balance in the bedroom. But I shouldn't worry about those when his words and touches told me so much more than what didn't happen, right? The joy radiating off of him alone made me feel as though my orgasm was rebounding back at me. Then there was the peace that seemed to settle over him...I don't know what he'd done to me, but I could feel him as if he were pack, but...not. My mind didn't have the exact description, but my wolf liked it. Accepted the...Omega juju effect, for lack of proper terminology, and basically wanted to roll around in it. The traitorous bitch. Then I looked down at his head, nestled between my tits, his face so serene as he slept and the words he admitted really took root. He didn't sleep, really sleep, usually got fucked up until he could just pass out...gods, I could relate. So if I did this? How could I hold my own fucked up machinations against him? I couldn't. Letting out a long sigh, I combed my fingers through his insanely soft hair, I really did need to ask what products he used, and watched him get the rest he needed. Because even if we hadn't fuck and he hadn't cum, I'd given him this and that I would treasure more than any orgasm, no matter how mindblowing and how much I wanted another.*

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