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starlightshadowsworld · 1 year ago

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Danganronpa 3 Despair arc episode 8

Thonks.

Annnd Junko has already gotten to Mikan.

I'll say it makes way more sense to me that someone would join Junko.

Than so done wanting to join Munakata.

Junko's cruel but she's very good at making someone feel like she cares about them. She finds people who the world ignores or belittles and is able to get them to trust her.

And she'll build them up as much as she'll shatter them, and it'll get to the point they depend on her.

Much like Mukuro.

While Munakata has these big ideas but he screams of entertainment. Like first game Byakuya if he never developed or made any friends.

People who think the world owes them a favour.

The fact Munakata managed to get a hold of two people who adore and would lay down their lives for him, is insane.

Gotta wonder what the hell he did to them. Because that is not healthy nor normal.

I think it's interesting because he and Junko are very similar individuals, in terms of how they view and treat others for their own goals.

Anyway, back to this.

Is... That the last supper but everyones a Monokuma and it's a puzzle?

Okay than.

And than she throws it, because of course she does.

The pieces falling over the faces of the 77th class.

I like that, it's clever.

And the dig at Ryota for not wanting to go to the celebration.

I think the person I'm the most afraid and curious to see interact with Junko, is Nagito.

That's gonna be interesting, because even by Remnant status, that boy ain't right.

The reserve course kids crowding the gates of the main building, honestly I don't blame them.

They were all used by the school.

I know Hajime was selected but any one of these kids could've become Izuru Kamakura.

We saw that with Natsume, just how far people are willing to go.

Wasn't expecting Ryota to figure out that Mikan is being brainwashed, or the footage from the student council killing game.

Yeah throwing up at the sight of that is the most normal reaction to this shit.

People laughed at Makoto screaming and than passing at the sight of Sayaka's body, that is the proper way to respond.

I'm not mock him for being unable to comprehend that Junko did this, because honestly its a lot.

We're so used to Junko that remembering a time we didn't know she was the mastermind is wild, because it was insane when we and the survivors found out.

It was unfathomable that someone who was their friend and classmate could do something so horrific to them.

Man theres a lot of rants in this one.

Confirmation the student council was a test run, wild thing to say but yeah given the later games production it makes sense.

I don't know how Mikan got brainwashed watching this video, presumably it was this one, and Ryota's okay but idk maybe they'll explain it later.

Also wow... There's a lot of reserve course students. I didn't think that there would be that many but in hind sight, yeah makes sense.

Definitely makes the project worse.

Ohhh there climbing the gates.

... Wait... That kid... That just showed for like a second glance.

Was that... Matsuda? Yasuke Matsuda, Junko's boyfriend.

... I didn't know he was in this.

Which I guess doesn't make sense because he clearly helped her with everything. But I've never seen him, ever I have heard of Danganronpa Zero but I've never gone into it.

I know, my bad.

Hmm that makes things interesting, if that actually was him because he's the Ultimate Neurologist and she's brainwashing people.

I know he had a hand in the memory wipes but not this.

.... Maybe don't mention that you went on a date with Izuru.

Wasn't expecting this discussion on student protests.

Yeah listen to Chisa guys you'll be fine... From the reserve course students that is... Although... Maybe not.

Man watching them try and just sweep this all under the rug like it was absolutely inhuman and disgusting, is vile.

I have no sympathy for Hopes Peak or it's staff in regards to this.

Especially those who were involved with the Kamakura project.

Because even those who weren't still are trying to brush off multiple student deaths.

It's fucked up.

Mikan... Noooo back away. This got very uncomfortable.

I never thought I'd be glad for Junko wacking Mikan across the head with a chair... But yeah, that was... Ahhh.

... I forgot how uncomfortable despair Mikan is... I'm getting despair disease flashbacks.

I love how the execution music went off.

Teacher Junko giving a presentation on why Ryota should help with the "mutual killing video."

Mikan being the test subject suddenly makes everything make more sense.

Poor Mikan.

Oh fuck so Junko manipulated Ryota into helping her so she wouldn't go after his class... Man...

Knowing she does just that anyway... And that he will live to see it, God that's awful.

"Alas my 12 zodiac generals" Gundam showing up with 12 hamsters on his arm.

Love it.

And Nagito has returned.

No one cares, poor Nagito but your not Mikan.

He didn't recognise Hiyoko because she's taller now, love that.

And they're all going to help her.

Wait, why does Nagito need to talk with Peko.

At least they left a note this time when they all left class.

Juzo kicking around reserve course students saying they should know their place.

Ew.

And Munakata's here, great.

You know I think Gundam's onto something with his whole Mikan may be devoured by the gates of purgatory, definitely seems that way.

Nekomaru having 2 umbrellas is everything.

I do love that the whole class went to find her, I'm just... I don't think this gonna be a fun discovery.

Are you fucking kidding me? Of course it's Nagito who accidentally finds a secret passage

Of course it's him.

He knows, he absolutely knows.

"I didn't do anything you've got to believe me."

Oh Ryota... Oh this poor boy. He's just sat in the dark looking absolutely terrified and begging these guys to know he's innocent.

I feel so bad for him, he looks and sounds absolutely terrified.

The guilt he feels and knowing it's going to get so much worse... God..

Mini Miyazaki is a fun nickname tho.

And Junko's here.

I wonder if Junko knows her class by now and knows Makoto's talent, because if so her reaction to hearing Nagito's talent is so much funnier.

Just, so bored.

OH so that's why Nagito needed to speak to Peko, so she can keep Mukuro busy.

Good idea, how he knew about her is beyond me but damn.

Nagito you shady bitch.

I forgot how scary and creepy Mukuro can be, like Junko takes the reins and the cake for being the worst of the two, but man.

Can see the family resemblance.

Okay but when she yelled "which pisses me off" she even sounded like Junko, but not the same..

Which is cool because it shows she has the capability to imitate Junko, which she will do in the first game.

I know they have the same voice actor, but I still find it cool how similar but distinct they are even down to their voices.

Man all we need is Sakura and this would be the best 3 way duel in history.

Awh Ryota... He's just staring into nothing repeating that he hasn't done anything.

Annnd Nagito is hope speeching.

Man, I can't believe it's been so long but I should've expected it.

I WASN'T EXPECTING THE GUN THO

WAAAAAT!!!

Who gave Nagito a gun?! Why does Nagito a gun?! What is happening?!

I thought he was just gonna start preaching, nope... Man's got a gun.

The Russian roulette game in the second game is never gonna feel the same after this.

Oh he just found it over seas? Where were you that you just found a gun?

Good to know Nagito is against killing people but will if he has to... Man he just waltzed into this episode out of nowhere and it is instantly so much more chaotic.

Somehow.

If he had just shot her, that would be the end of everything. Mukuro night go insane but yeah, that would've solved a lot.

Lot of people would've lived.

Makoto would be a loooot less traumatised.

"Your the biggest hope fan boy I've ever met." Oh so she doesn't know about Makoto yet.

Although yeah Nagito is definitely worse.

Izuru showing up too.

What was that, hope spidey sence?

Guns jammed, typical.

Oh no way Izuru has ultimate luck as well... Confirmed 3rd luck boy.

I know he has talents, that's his thing but genuinely wasn't expecting them to include luck. Because so many people even the people with that talent don't consider it one.

Here's the confirmation it indeed was one.

I know he's gonna be fine but wow Nagito got shot.

Ryota screaming in the background, I hope this therapy... A lot of it.

Kid just wanted to draw anime.

And Nagito's okay.

Ryota got out! But the others are still in there. I keep saying it but poor guy, I didn't give too shits about him before now and now... Now I just wanna give him a hug.

It's gonna be a miracle if Ryota doesn't end up with the same amount of survivors guilt as Makoto.

Not too worried about Chisa because we know she survives this but it's still tense.

And end credits scene... Where Chiaki recognises Hajime.

Well you found him.

The whiplash this episode is giving me...

#danganronpa 3: the end of hope's peak high school #Danganronpa #ryota mitarai #nagito komaeda #junko enoshima #mikan tsumiki #mukuro ikusaba #kyosuke munakata #long post

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walkingstackofbooks · 4 months ago

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DS9 4x20 The Muse thoughts (I’m re-watching, so beware spoilers for future episodes!) [12 July ‘23]

I had no idea Jake's mind-nomming happened in the same episode as the Lwxana/Odo marriage - okay let's gooo!

"I won't let him do it, Odo." "Who? What?" I guess being telepathic, she might forget she actually has to start from the beginning of a story and explain it rather than have people pick up from what she's thinking?

This alien talks in the weirdest way. I'm glad Jake starts out uneasy, at least.

I hate when Jake picks something over spending time with his dad. Like, it checks out, he *is* a teenager, but Sisko's always so disappointed 😭

"What do you want me to do about it?" "Either cheer her up or get her to leave." Love how Quark thinks Odo could cheer her up rather than just be security getting her to leave.

Oh!! At Quark's request Odo does go and give up his routine and free time to make her happier :3 I do love these two.

Odo's war with himself over being unpleasant to ward her off from his quarters but also not wanting to. :3

"Major Kira and First Minister Shakaar are involved now." "How sad." "Not at all. I'm happy for her." For most of the time Odo is actually such a good bro. I don't like the framing later on that he somehow 'deserves' Kira just because he likes her, but he really is so respectful.

"Well, just don't go do what I did. Look for someone to fix your broken heart then end up pregnant and on the run." "I don't think there's too much danger of that happening." His little laugh. I am sad he and Lwxana couldn't be together.

"[I feel] Like a changeling who's had to hold his shape too long." It's sweet that she puts it in understandable terms, I think?

"Lwxana? Your replicator isn't really broken, is it?" Aww it took you that long? Call yourself a detective XD

"I'm sorry if I made you feel unwelcome." You literally did less to make her feel unwelcome than you do to any other person who comes your way though!

Oh damn I had paused this halfway through and once again forgot Jake's storyline was the other half of this episode!

Why do I feel like that pen should write in Jake's blood?

This alien is so creepy and I hate this so so soooo much

Haha! Odo laughing! I love how much they enjoy each other's time

Why not lie to Lwxana's husband, and tell him that she's not here??

IT'S ODO'S IDEA TO GET MARRIED??? I HAD THOUGHT IT WOULD BE LWAXANA! HE IS THE SWEETEST

Odo's so tender as he helps her up to the stage thing!

Miles' uncertain look at "add her to what is mine"

Quark's wistful sigh at Odo's "I didn't need anyone else."

"The truth is, I was ashamed of what I was, afraid that if people saw how truly different I was they would recoil from me." *camera pans to Julian* OH THESE TWO GIVE ME FEELINGS. They would just have the ability to relate so hard to each other! Tell me that that quote couldn't belong to Julian in DBIP.

"The day I met her is the day I stopped being alone." *Kira looks down* Oh, I wonder what she's feeling about that. Because she definitely thought they were good friends.

I am still surprised the husband doesn't fight harder. All he needs to do is doubt it. I guess some part of him really did love Lwxana?

"What can I say? I'm a hopeless romantic!" Really, Quark? Sure.

"You know, for a minute there, I really believed you wanted to marry me." Oh, he DID.

"Orange juice." Sometimes Jake does things that make me remember how young he is. (Even though I'd be ordering apple juice all the time though... But everyone else usually guess got tea or coffee or alcohol.)

At least Jake's in a public place when he collapses. Glad he didn't go back to his quarters.

"He was the youngest I ever found. So eager, ready to give everything he had in one great burst." Apart from he hadn't agreed to give everything, he didn't know that was what you were doing and he wouldn't have consented if he had!

"You really should stay." "I'll miss you, too." Ohhh. Lwxana's ability to cut to what Odo is feeling.

"I could stay, try to make you fall in love with me, but we both know that won't happen. Then I'd end up resenting you, and our friendship is far too important for me to let that happen." I love these two so much though ❤️❤️

"The dialogue is sharp, the story's involving, the characters are real. The spelling is terrible. I especially liked the father." SISKO :3 I love his dad-ing

"All you need to do is learn to find them by yourself." Sisko is such a wonderful dad. And so good at advice and saying the right thing!

Anslem - he wrote that in the alternate timeline where Sisko dies? But on his own? I guess in that timeline, at this point was he too sad for the alien to find him an alluring target? I like how we know it's his - and I'm guessing Sisko does too from his memories of that timeline. :3

#DS9 4x20 #DS9 The Muse #Andi watches DS9 #wsb #Man it's been half a year since i posted any of these and almost a year since I watched them XD XD

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futurefarmersamerica · 2 years ago

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important question. thoughts on evrart claire?? and/or feedist disco elysium thoughts in general 👀

i have SO MANY thoughts >:3

firstable EVRART!! i love him i do genuinely believe he has martainaise's best interests at heart he's just ruthless & slimy & willing to do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. and if it ends up also benefiting him personally in the process then hey that's a bonus! that post that's like "if evrart was thin/conventionally attractive he'd be everyone's problematic fav" is sooooo true. he's MY problematic fav at least! everyone who's seen me go insane over arvid knows one thing i can't resist is some terrible sleazy fat guy with dark hair and glasses LOL. trying to draw the evrartgirls out of hiding by posting derangement on main like the one the other day that was like "i'd rock his shit so crazy his lazy eye starts seeing straight" but have yet to see results. also the person who said "there would be fanart of harry sitting in his lap" SO CORRECT. like hello the sexual tension between him and harry is soooo palpable. two minutes into meeting this man evrart's like "ah yes, praise kink. i can exploit this" & starts calling harry his special boy and shit?? oughhhhh. i have yet to search ao3 for harry/evrart because i'm afraid to be let down & find nothing.

as far as other thoughts i have PLENTY about harry. prime candidate for characters who deserve some fucking peace & rest & healing & getting fat in the process. like how can anyone not see this sad wet beast of a man & think "ohhh i need to wrap him in a blanket and take care of him & cook him a nice meal"??? of course i was always gonna be insane for him after the gym teacher reveal like?? jean being like "yeah you really let yourself go since then" OK??? lmao. the franconigerian hardbody conversation with billie was when i had to finally admit i was horny for him like okkkkkk the denial of it all yesss~

i'm a strong believer in the "harry's chronic pain came before the addiction as the result of post viral issues and is part of why he started self medicating in the first place" & considering physical activity can exacerbate the problem my ideal little "let harry get better scenario" is: QUIT the rcm and fucking take it easy for once!! sprinting around for 6 hours a day probably isn't helping! clearly he's good with kids considering cuno & the speedfreaks & the teaching history so he should go back to teaching but not gym. i wanna see art cop harry turn art teacher harry. and of course he ends up with kim who can't help but spoil him a lil bit. imo harry should totally be with someone who's into body worship & both totally adores his body as is and adores it even more with all the changes that come along with healing. all his self loathing makes me SO fucking sad like "this body's worthless anyway no one ever does anything nice to it" fucking DEVASTATING line. so yeah I think it would fix him at least a little bit esp bcus it would totally play into his praise kink. like i don't even really ever imagine him & kim in an explicitly feedist relationship or anything but more a incidental wg as a result of healing thing & kim just loves it and harry gradually learns to hate himself less in the process. ALSO i have definitely thought plenty about the implications of electrochemistry expressing disappointment about the ice cream freezer being empty. like ok so the sex & drugs & pleasure skill is the one that concerns itself with food also. say less.

& then of course there's garte my little meow meow babygirl. really goes to show all i need is for a man to make me laugh & have cute chubby cheeks & i'll be like "i need to turn him into my submissive little puppy who i put on a leash & give so many treats". something about the way he's sooo sad and pathetic but also plays the big shot (like with the whole "bad ass" thing and "yeah i manage many many cafeterias" when it's just 3 and one is a kebab stand lol) just makes you wanna put him in his place. & the fact that harry is so easily able to get him to consider the stupid cock carousel bullshit makes me think ok you could probably also convince him to be your spoiled feedee even though he'd definitely be a brat about it. there's no real strong evidence towards this like with harry but garte totally has a praise kink too i can just tell & wanna use it against him soooo badly.

#tired-chubby-and-gay #ask #definitely feel free to add any of your thoughts i live for this shit

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phytochorion · 2 months ago

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How the Forest Finds the Island

Chapter Ten - Community Effort

Sen awoke in the morning quite unsure where he was. Someone's arm was on him and unfamiliar smells pervaded the warm space. His mind adjusted and started to make sense of the situation. He could make out little Belek nearby, while Aliwen had the whole Quacey clan wrapped in her wings. Reassured, he sat up and headed outside.

Si-woo waved to him. Jake and Askarya were breakfasting on the remaining rations, regarded by Sirichai. Sen sat alongside them.

"You're up early."

Si-woo shrugged. "Restless when I'm in a new place. Besides, Admiral's got a job for us."

"Request," corrected Sirichai. "I'm afraid I can't pay you, not in cash. But there'll be something in it for you all the same."

"Oh, don't worry about that, we're happy to- ei?"

He was cut off by a determined nudge from Si-woo.

"Hey, if the Admiral wants to give us something for our troubles, who are we to say no?", he urged Sen in an undertone.

Sen laughed. "Very well, Admiral, I look forward to what you have in store for us."

Sen scratched one shoulder. With the fine spring weather, his wingbuds had been growing steadily since he emerged from hibernation. As Si-woo swivelled to say something to Askarya, Sen saw his wings had already unfurled.

Sirichai, clearly thinking along similar lines, commented, "your wings are looking fit to burst, Maidenhair. Think you'll be in shape to fly to the boat with us?"

"Hmm, yes, I reckon. Let me warm myself up."

"Take your time, I'll go rouse those layabouts."

Sen hopped off his perch and back up the scree slope they'd descended yesterday. He had a good view of the whole gully. A bit away from the burned out campfire, Kai and Elei were sparring. He had no idea who was the better of the two, as both were ending up on the ground a lot.

As the sun climbed higher, his wingbuds began to itch, straining against the thin parenchyma containing them. He fell still, enduring the familiar sensation, until the pressure gave way and his wings opened up and spread out.

⸙ ⸙ ⸙

Once the others emerged, Sirichai made a quick circuit of the group to gauge who else was willing to help. All of his crew put themselves forward, while Jake, Joe, Aliwen and Gawain also volunteered. With a rustling of leafy wings they rose, Askarya waving them off.

Sen found the process of flying on tender wings easier than last time, the relearning experience serving him well. As they progressed seaward, he investigated what Aliwen had been up to since he saw her last.

"Po, same old, same old."

She managed to shrug mid-wingbeat.

"But you've got a boyfriend now and everything!", argued Sen.

"Huh, has it really been that long since I've seen you? Well, Gawain is such a sweet boy, really makes me feel special, cachai?"

"Um, sure," Sen replied, watching Gawain soaring a few wingspans away. He was a rather unremarkable looking boy, but Sen supposed he should get to know him a little before judging if he was a good match for Aliwen.

"There she is!", announced Sirichai, as his ship came into view, moored at the high tide line.

"Ohhh, crap," groaned Kai. "We've got company!"

Everyone swung their heads in different directions, trying to locate what he'd seen, but it quickly became clear that his attention wasn't on the air, but the ground.

"Well, it was going to happen eventually," sighed Sirichai.

The source of their discontent quickly became clear. Crawling all over the hulls and mast of the ship were assorted herbivorous insects. Most appeared to be miomopterans and paleodictyopterans, with a few glosselytrodeans thrown in.

"Alright folks, battle stations," ordered the admiral.

"Sir, yes, sir!", responded Elei, Kai, Belek, Ponnarasu, Aliwen and Gawain. Sen, Si-woo, Jake and Joe looked at each other.

Kai folded his wings and fell. Plunging feet-first into the black sand, he stood firm, coralloid roots sprouting from his legs and writhing down, down into the sediment. Elei was right behind, skimming just over him with pollen streaming from her crown. It drifted in a shimmering cloud down onto the bugs, though without immediate effect as far as Sen could see.

Aliwen crunched down beside Kai and started shaking spores from her own crown, creating an effervescent fog around them. Jake looked to Sirichai.

"What's the plan, Admiral?"

"I have three priorities," replied Sirichai. "Number one, preserve the wellbeing of my crew. For the time being, that includes all of you."

Sen felt his heart dance a jig at those words, and he could tell Si-woo felt the same.

"Number two," listed the admiral. "Protect my ship and cargo. And three, drive off those damnable arthropods. If possible, get the bugs away from my ship before going on the offensive to avoid collateral damage, but above all, keep yourselves safe. You got that?"

"Aye aye, Admiral," saluted Jake. "Gee up!"

The four of them flew in close formation to the shore. Jake and Joe peeled off to land on the beach, Sen and Si-woo continued out over the waves. Sen hovered, looked to the sky and concentrated. Si-woo alighted on the sea's surface and raised his arms, trying to entrain the salt water to his beck and call.

"Si-woo!"

"Yeah?!"

"My magic's not working! There's no ginkgos anywhere near here!"

"I'm in the same boat! Uh, metaphorically."

Jake and Joe were getting on slightly better. Their fast-growing, wind dispersed ferns had spread unassisted as far as the nearby dunes, giving them a resource to draw on. Jake thrust an outstretched palm toward the waves, whipping up scouring sand grains. Joe heated the air around his body and combined it with the effects of his friend's magic to create a hot sandblast that tore into the swarm of bugs. In a sudden panic, the insects scattered from the vessel and flew in all directions. A few unfortunates swerved right into the stream of sand and dropped into the waves with tattered wings.

"Hey, watch my boat!", called the admiral. "You'll strip the varnish off like that!"

"Begging your pardon, sir!", Jake shouted back, redirecting the miniature sandstorm further out to sea. Sen and Si-woo rose to avoid it, noticing that although scattered, the bugs hadn't fled far, and some were moving back in to grab another bite.

"Try and keep them from landing!", Sirichai commanded. He swooped into formation alongside both of them, and together they made a series of passes, using midair jabs and kicks to give the insects pause for thought. Sirichai directed them in tightening circles, corralling their foes into a clustered mass.

"Miss Oleanane, you're up!", Ordered Sirichai.

"On it!", responded Elei. Landing in front of Kai and Aliwen, she whipped her arms forward in circles, the tough lignin in her skin fracturing and beginning to protrude in shards. With a rippling crack, the elastic material snapped, catapulting itself forward with a final swing of her arms. A hail of jagged sclerenchyma tore through the swarm, ripping apart bodies, limbs and wings. Elei let her arms go limp.

Sirichai waved to Belek, Gawain and Ponnarasu, who were still airborne. Nodding, they saw off the survivors, pursuing them until they had fled an acceptable distance. The others regrouped on the beach.

“Okay! I’m ready!”, proclaimed Kai, causing the rest of them to jump. He heaved one leg out of the sand, festoned with spongy, coral-like roots. The other followed, and he took up a fighting stance, legs apart and arms outstretched. “Lemme at ‘em!”

A stray miomopteran flew their way. Kai spun into the air, plunging down again fist-first and pulverising the insect in one blow. “Yeah, that’s what you get!” He wiped haemolymph off his wing. “What’s next?”

“We… I think we’re finished,” shrugged Sirichai.

“What, seriously?” Kai rotated his neck with a loud crack. “Man, I was just getting started.”

Sen peered curiously between him, an exasperated-looking Elei, and Aliwen, who was sharing one of Si-woo’s spore cakes. Taking Sirichai aside, he inquired, “Admiral, how are your crew such effective magic users? Si-woo and I were having trouble mustering any strength out here, there are none of our plants nearby.”

“That’s always the problem when you’re out at sea. Probably one of the reasons not many fairies go there,” agreed Sirichai. “When you don’t have a mature forest to draw on, you’re forced to improvise. Kai and Elei have worked out a way to draw magic from their own bodies.”

“Their bodies?”, repeated Sen in a horrified whisper. “But that’s their life force! That could kill them!”

Sirichai looked down solemnly. “A risk they’re willing to take. I don’t ask any of my crew to put themselves in any more danger than I’d put myself. But being away from their forests really started to get to them, and they spent decades casting around for some way to still work magic while sailing. This is the solution they hit upon. And I assure you they’re careful with it, they spent a long time learning their limits, and they make sure to recuperate afterwards.”

Sen raised an eyebrow. “I mean no disrespect, but I really hope Belek hasn’t been doing that.”

The admiral smiled. “No worries there, Maidenhair, I believe they take after your cautious nature. The rest of the deckhands have found a slightly safer source of magic. Let me show you.”

Sirichai turned to his crew. “Ready to unload?”

“Aye aye!”

“Well hop to it then!”

Ponnarasu floated down on a sea breeze and landed aboard the boat. He undid a few ropes and let down the gangplank, the others scurrying up on deck. Sen and Si-woo trailed after them, marvelling at the craft’s construction. She was composed of many hollow Gnetum seed cases, floating vertically and lashed together by supple, living vines. She had a decking of bark, varnish of waterproof resin, and a twig mast with huge, waxy leaves billowing out as sails. A simple craft, really just a raft with extra rigging, but still the most beautiful and seaworthy vessel either of the two friends had ever laid eyes on.

“Welcome,” announced Admiral Baegu, “to the good ship Emping!” The crew cheered, and after a moment, Sen and Si-woo joined in. “Now, to business,” commanded the admiral. “Aliwen, Elei, get those lids off.”

The women knelt and slid sections of the deck aside, hauling up the seed cases beneath. They were dark from long exposure to water, with handles clamped onto them for ease of access, and, as Sen watched in rapt fascination, he noticed the tops had been expertly sliced to form lids. It was these that Aliwen began prizing open, layers of caked, sticky gum popping free with a dry gasp of air.

“Take a look,” she smiled, beckoning them closer. Curious, Sen and Si-woo stepped forth. When they saw what was inside, Sen couldn’t contain a gasp of delight.

“Ginkgos!”, he squealed, hands flying to his cheeks. “Oh Aliwen, oh Sirichai, I don’t- how can I- how did you know?!”

Sirichai laughed. “You’re always one to take the initiative, Maidenhair. As soon as I heard about this place, I had a feeling you’d be among the first here. And establishing yourself on virgin ground is hard, I know, so I thought the little gesture might be appreciated.”

“This is much more than a gesture, there’s- how many are in here? Eight? Ten?”

“All from unrelated plants,” chuckled Sirichai.

“You really don’t know how much this means… how can I thank you enough? With this, I’ll have forested half the island in no time!” He embraced Sirichai warmly, who grinned and lifted him off the ground.

“And don’t you worry, Callixylon, I have a little something for you too!”, the admiral continued.

Si-woo’s ears instantly perked up. “You don’t mean…?”

“Yep!”

Elei heaved open the next lid, and with a gentle rustling, somewhere between sand and leaf litter, the spores inside flowed over each other.

Si-woo whooped and lifted into the air. "Oh my gosh, you remembered me! Nice, this should save me a few return trips."

Enthralled, he scooped a handful of spores, watching as they slipped through his fingers and back into the pile.

"My crew all brought some seeds for their own gardens, plus a few more gifts, should we run into old friends." Sirichai looked to Sen. "This is how your cousin can maintain their skills so far from land. Even an unsprouted seed contains the potential of a vigorous plant, the desire to grow. It’s not quite like drawing magic from a fully grown tree, but Belek has found a way to make it work."

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Over the course of the day, the seed cases that formed the body of the admiral's ship were carefully loosened and extracted. As they came free, the vines, twigs and leaves of the ship folded in on themselves with a little guidance from Sirichai. Wrapping around the few empty cases left, they came to resemble a little shoot growing from a pile of fallen fruit. The admiral was happy to let each fairy fly off with their own crate of seeds or spores, so long as they return them once empty. That way, he explained, they could be stored in one place and lashed back together whenever the sea next called.

Sen's parcel was heavier than the two ginkgo fruits he'd brought from Epiphyllia, and more awkwardly shaped. This time, with the luxury of flying overland, he decided to transport it back to his garden in short hops, first from the beach to the fort, and from there, back home.

Si-woo accompanied him, and after landing, they popped in to the woven fortress to fill the others in on what had transpired. Jess and Glen listened excitedly to how they'd driven off the insectile menace, while Nathair seemed less impressed but hearkened politely all the same.

Some of Sirichai's crew and passengers, along with the pioneers, had already begun sowing seeds and spores around the structure. Once the bare ground was covered by a carpet of green, it would provide shelter from the elements as well as other potential threats.

The two friends spoke with some of the crew, finding out their long-term plans for the site. Afterwards, they hastened to show their surprise gifts to Askarya. They found the third member of their group sitting outside, stock-still, reasonable behaviour for a fairy. Seeing them approach, the lichen-encrusted figure roused themself.

"Hi Sen. Si-woo. How was the boat?"

"Oh, fabulous!", gushed Sen. "Look what we got!"

He creaked open the lid of the cask, proudly displaying the seeds, while Si-woo did likewise.

"Oh, oh wow. Pretty cool," admitted Askarya. "That admiral must really like you."

"You think?", claimed Si-woo, running a hand through his tresses.

"I was talking to Sen," they jibed back. Si-woo clutched his chest and mimed falling over.

They chatted for a bit longer, then Sen and Si-woo started the next leg of their journey. As they lifted on a thermal, Sen looked over his shoulder.

"It's nice that Askarya was happy for us. But…"

"But?", prompted Si-woo.

"Well, now I feel bad we had nothing to give them. It's not Baegu's fault, they're not acquainted, but I feel we should have made an effort. I was so caught up in my excitement it didn't occur to me."

"Hey, don't beat yourself up about it," Si-woo advised. "You deserve to enjoy life's pleasant twists. And Askarya isn't one to take things the wrong way. Well, they kinda are, but next time you see them, just offer to help them with their lichen planting, yeah? No harm done."

"You're right. Maybe I'll fly them out to somewhere we haven't explored, and have it all to ourselves."

"That's the spirit."

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TMAGP 18 LIVEBLOG TIME WEEWOOWEEOO!!!!

ohhh the vibes from this ep title are SO rancid im afraid

RETURN OF TEDDY??)??!?!!!!?!?? hi alice i love you <333 teddy why are you lingering. oh miss dyer please kiss me (platonic) you are so funny. why does she has chemistry with almost everyone.

ALICE DID YOU JUST DESCRIBE CELIA AS "really weird but in a hot way". YOU ABSOLUTE BISEXUAL PLEASE JUST ASK HER ABOUT POLYAMOURY

i hope so bad thry actually get to meet up for those drink. i want everyone to be friends and happy but i know in this podcast thats basically impossible. bye teddy i hope you don't die and you actually get a job <33

sam honey are you alright. lena why are you like that. no celia today </ 3 SAD, i'll miss you darling. "childcare emergency" WHAT DOES THST MEAN. IS JACK OKAY. IS CELIA OKAY. lena do you know how small talk works.

AUGUSTUS IS THAT YOU?,!,!??!?????!!!!!!

"god i hope she stays silent" OH SO THR TALKING CORPSES ARE A REGULAR THING NOW. OKAY.

THIS CASE ALREADY REMINDS ME OF THE LONELY I KNOW THOSE SYSTEMS PROBABLY DON'T APPLY ANYMORE BUT IM ATTACHED. also this casement feels mecore can't explain it but HOLY SHIT THE SAID IT THET SAID THE WORD LONELY

oh no sam's letting alice know about the horrors hope it goes okay. "you can't just ignore this—" "why not!?" ...ow. alice :(( that hits home, are you alright?? poor alice......i understand that feeling, not wanting to address something because you're afraid it'll get worse if you do.

ALICE WHY ARE YOU SO FUNMY. I LOVE YOU. hi gwen :333

oh gwen is struggling......the horrors . god i can just hear her pure dread. i don't like the audio ambiance its making me feel like something bad will happen

GOD BONZO MENTION GET AWAY MR BONZO!!!/!/!/!/ SAM DON'T LAUGH AT HER :(( its nice to hear him crack up but GOD ANY OTHER SITUATION PLEASE

oh my god. the way gwendolyn yells at him to shut up fills me with so much upset. she's clearly fucked up by this. the sheer fucking fear in her vocie as if she's reliving it again.

alice. alice i fuckinng LOVE YOU but PLEASE. jusr be nice to gwen.

IM ACTUALLY FUCKING SHAKIFN. GEORGIE??????????? GEROEGEINVNCNNCNC!?!?!,!,!;!:!?: ALDO JACK IS HERE OMG ABSHSKSHDHD I CAN'T I CANT SOMEONE SEDATE ME THE WHIPSLAHS IS KILLING ME

"oh no! who keeps taking georgie's face?? :OO" i don't know why that was just so adorable to me

"celia...you don't have to lie to me." "i'm not!" [audio glitch] OH GOOD LORD. GEORGIE WHY IS THST YOUR FIRST QUESTION. celia darling whats happening with you.

in conclusion: OH MY GOD I FEEL LIKE I JUST GOT HIT WITH SEVEN TRAINS IN A ROW. FIRST TEDDY, THEN AGUSTUS, THEN GWEN, THEN GEORGIE??????? GOD AT THIS POINT JUST SHOOT ME I CAN'T HANDLE THIS

#tmagp #magnusposting

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A-qing arrives at the Jing Manor compound.

A-qing: hey dude, where's your Dianxia?

In his personal residence. And Huangdi is busy.

A-qing: Emps is busy. Shit!

You know I can't go through the palace without emps' approval!! Where's xue yang!

In town. Miss Qing I think you should wait in line or something. Until Huangdi or Dianxia is free.

A-qing: why the hell?!

Do I look like I have time to wait! I hitchhiked here so that I could surprise Dianxia.

Please try to cooperate.

Jingyi: what's up?

Greetings er Dianxia. *walks away*

A-qing: er Dianxia? Who's er Dianxia? There's only one Dianxia.

Jingyi: I'm his adopted younger brother.

A-qing: since when?!

Jingyi: liiikkkeee.....a few months ago.

A-qing: you look like an imposter.

Jingyi: and you look like you just rolled our of bed.

A-qing: excuse me?!!

Jingyi: why are you untidy?! And who do you want to meet?

A-qing: oh come on, you look more sloppy than me. I came to meet rich gege!

Jingyi: who the heck is Rich gege

A-qing: have respect for him.

Jingyi: you have respect got him!

You can't be going around calling him rich gege.

A-qing: dude you don't know who I'm talking about.

Jingyi: then tell me.

A-qing: Rusong! As in Rusong Dianxia. And my name is A-qing.

Jingyi: huh? Wait wait?? That girl that ouyang Zizhen described.

Well you are pretty as he said. But you don't have a good fashion sense.

A-qing: and what do you know about fashion?

Jingyi: Hanguang Jun is always neat and I just believe that everyone is wrong in front of him.

A-qing: the world doesn't revolve around your dear Hanguang Jun ok. And how did Emps adopt you. You bullied team dimple once, right?

Jingyi: you're not allowed to interrogate a prince!!!

Aqing: ok Mr. Prince privileges. Do you remember this?

"xue yang should die", "Su minshan is a sticky copycat carbon copy of Lan zhan" and "mo xuanyu is a madman?"

Jingyi: I....I got to do something....I left something unattended. *runs*

A-qing: rude guy.

Rusong: A-qing!! *smiling*

A-Qing: *runs in Rusong's arms* Rusong, Rusong!! My love!

Rusong: *hugs* Xiao Qing! How are you?!

A-Qing: I missed you. Rich gege, I hope you didn't see other girls.

Rusong: don't worry, A-qing. I haven't. *caresses her face*

A-qing: and see, I kept your comb.

But I carried it in a jewel box because I was afraid that I would get robbed by hooligans.

Rusong: mn. Good choice.

Now since you're here, I'll put it in your hair.

A-qing: *blushing*

Rusong: Qingqing, I have some great news!!

My A-niang is back!!

We'll meet her after we meet Nainai.

A-qing: *nervous* what?

Rusong: relax. I'll be there with you.

And A-niang is nice, A-qing.

A-qing: ok, Rusong!

Now we're going to meet your Nainai.

Rusong: yep.

A-qing: A-qing: Jiggy's mom. I remember her!

Isn't she like a goddess?

Rusong: among hulijings, yes.

A-qing: I don't think she might like me.

Rusong: *laughing* but you met her already. When I came to meet you in yi city.

She's the same Nainai, A-qing.

A-qing: ohh, she's just like Jiggy.

Rusong: yup.

A-qing: well ok then!!

Rusong: also I got a brother now.

A-qing: awwww, team dimple finally did mpreg!! Which one of team dimple? Was it Minshan?

Rusong: nooo. You just saw him there!

He's my friend who A-Die had adopted.

A-qing: that rude guy?!! And he doesn't look like a supermodel like you.

Misusing his Wangzi privileges!

Was he rich?

Rusong: no. Well now he is.

But don't worry, he's really chill and witty when you get to know him better.

And I must say, he is a supermodel, even before joining the fam.

A-qing: Jiggy is such a family guy.

Rusong: indeed.

Jingyi: *confronting them* Rusong, I'm planning a party with the hulijings--

That chick!! Rusong, *wink* who's the chick?

A-qing: you!!!

Jingyi: you?!!!

Both: from Just now!!

Rusong: A-Yi, this is my girlfriend, A-qing.

Jingyi: who's the sister--in-law?

Rusong: she's from Yi city.

Jingyi: ohhh. That ghost town!

A-qing: hey! Yi city isn't a ghost town! Xue yang and Jiggy gad developed it.

Jingyi: it is! And it's Yao Huangdi.

A-qing: did you even visit.

Jingyi: duhh with some of my cultivator friends. The place is abandoned and Misty. I don't like the ambiance.

A-qing: you're really rude. Rusong he's being rude again!

Jingyi: I'm not!

Rusong: Jingyi, what party are you talking about?

Jingyi: I think we should have a bash with some hulijings and Kitsunes. To ease the stress.

Rusong: sounds lovely!

A-qing: you know I'm so there!

Rusong: of course, A-qing.

I'll buy some clothes for you later, so you may look the best.

A-qing: thank you rich gege.

Rusong: *opens fan* A-qing. Let's go meet Nainai. I really want you two to meet.

A-qing: yea. Let's go!

Rusong: I'll help you with the planning later, Jingyi.

Jingyi: yea dude.

Jingyi: this Rusong is a chick magnet for sure.

.......

On the other side~~

Rusong: *fanning himself, while walking in with A-qing*

A-Qing: *whispering* rich gege, can I call her Miss Jiggy? Since we're in the palace.

Rusong: heehee, she'll love that. But let's be formal first.

A-Qing: mn. Ok! By the way, she's very pretty. Like a female Jiggy.

Rusong: awww yes. Tell her that. She loves compliments.

Rusong: Nainai!

A-Qing: what's so formal about that!

Rusong: it's because she's my Nainai.

A-Qing: oh Rusong.

greetings Meng taihou. Remember me?

Meng Shi: aww, of course I remember my lovely pair!

Xue Chengmei's daughter from Yi city. Him and A-Yao told me more about you.

A-Qing: this xue yang could never keep his mouth shut. Anyways, you're the most beautiful hulijing, Miss Meng.

Meng Shi: thank you thank you. And yes, you can call me miss Jiggy.

A-Qing: yay!!

You know, I was really nervous to greet you when you came with Rusong.

Meng Shi: haha, don't be.

Rusong: how are you, Nainai?

And how's your health?

Meng Shi: everything is fine, My darling Dianxia baby.

But you know, if I wasn't the goddess of Hulijings, then that would be a different situation, heehee..

Rusong: ahahahaha. Good to hear Nainai.

Meng Shi: Xiao Qing. Are you officially my Song'er's girlfriend?

A-Qing: yes Miss Meng.

Meng Shi: how lovely.

You're so cute. Come, I have a gift for you.

A-Qing: *sits*

Meng Shi: *hands her a box* these are a pair of my golden earrings. They're yours now.

A-Qing: *opens* wow, it's beautiful. I...I don't deserve it!

Meng Shi: you do. And you make A-Song so happy.

Xiao Qing, don't be shy to come talk to me. We'll chat and laugh over tea ok.

A-Qing: thank you so much, Miss Jiggy.

Meng Shi: make sure to wear them ok. I'll love to see.

A-Qing: sure! And I won't pawn it. I don't pawn things again.

Meng Shi: what?! *laughing*

A-Qing: I wanted to be the richest person in the Jianghu. So I pawned a few gifts from Rusong. I'm sorry! I know it was a mistake!

Meng Shi: oh my.

But at least you have changed.

A-Qing: yea. I didn't know that this rich gege had a crush on me. I wouldn't have taken his love for granted.

Meng Shi: ah, everyone makes mistakes.

And you two are young. You'll mature together.

A-Qing: right!!

Rusong: definitely Nainai. May we take your leave?

Meng shi: *smile* sure.

A-Qing: so Jiggy got the dimples from you? Wowwww.

Meng Shi: mhm. Can guangshan ever have something as cute as a dimple.

Yao'er has my genes.

A-Qing: and it got passed on to Rusong. Not that I'm mad. Rusong is hot.

Rusong: *covering his laughter with his fan*

Meng Shi: hahaha, indeed.

A-Qing: see you soon Miss Meng!! Nice talking to you!!

Meng Shi: A-Qing, you can also call me Nainai. I would love that.

A-Qing: ahhh, ok.

Meng Shi: *amused*

Sisi: *pouring tea for Meng Shi*

Meng Shi: I have such an adorable family, A-Si.

Yao'er is Huangdi as well as Xuan'er. Also my Yao'er has his beautiful empress and his harem. Rusong is Taizi Dianxia, and Jingyi is also our pride. Rusong now has a girlfriend.

I'm just happy.

Sisi: because you're the Meng backbone. That's why.

Meng Shi: *sips tea* I can finally be at ease, seeing my Yao'er's position.

Sisi: he went a long way. And honoured you at the end.

Meng Shi: mn.

~~~

Afterwards......

Yao: *reading while Qin Su gave him a shoulder massage.*

Wen Qing: guys, congrats on your wedding.

Yao: thank you.

Qin Su: and glad you were there. It made it more special.

Wen qing: aw.

Rusong: A-Die! Guess who's here.

Yao: *looks up and smiles*

A-Qing: heyy Emps!!!

Yao: A-Qing! I missed you.

Mo xuanyu: and so did we. How's it been?

A-Qing: everything's ok guys. And I missed Rusong.

Yao: aww.

Xue yang: little simp is back.

A-Qing: yes, big simp.

Do you have a problem?!

Mo xuanyu: isn't she fab!

Xue yang: a little bit bossy too.

Su she: welcome back A-Qing.

A-Qing: thank you very much team dimple, and xue yang.

Xue yang: aren't I a part of team dimple too?!

A-Qing: yea but you're a pest.

Yao: Qin gui fei, this is our Song'er's girlfriend.

Qin Su: aw, how lovely.

A-Qing: QIN GUI FEI?!! JIGGY YOU GOT A WIFE!!

Yao: yes. We remarried recently.

A-Qing: well obviously any person would indeed fall in love with you. You're smoking hot.

Is team dimple jealous of her???

Yao: doesn't seem so, which is surprising.

Su she: we don't bully women. And I respect Huangdi's decision. She's also Song'er's biological mom.

Xue yang: yea we only bully Lan lips.

Mo xuanyu: is calling her the other woman count?

A-Qing: hilarious!!!

Nice to meet you, Qin Huanghou. *bow*

Qin su: pleasure to meet you too.

You're the one who stole Song'er's heart?

A-qing: yes! *blushing*

Qin Su: delightful. I'm so happy for Song'er.

A-qing: you speak so proper. Are you an angel?

Su she: (I wonder the same....she's just like Huangdi)

Qin Su: *laughing* no dear.

And I will drill you in the future

A-qing: uhh!!

Qin Su: don't worry.

I must see if you're perfect for A-Song.

A-qing: Ok, Huanghou

Hey, Wen Qing, you're here too!

Xue yang used to work with you and he had a crush on you?!

Xue yang: ssshhhh

Wen qing: *narrows eyes*

Xue yang: well since my secret is out.

Qingging, I still have a crush on you.

A-qing: you crazy simp!!!

Xue yang: that's why I called you Qing. After Wen qing. So you shouldn't tease me.

Wen qing: do you hear yourself, xue yang! And why do you think that I'll go out with a gremlin like you!

Xue yang: because I'm hot and you are too.

I like you and Jiggy. You two are sexy.

And when I mean sexy. I mean I want to make out with both of you at the same time.

Wen qing: behave yourself.

Qin Su: excuse me?

A-Qing: xue yang! You adopted me. I came with my name!

Xue yang: what part of "I gave birth to you" you don't understand?!

Have you been listening to Songlan again? Don't listen to a fierce corpse! They're zombies!

Sorry Spicy Qingqing, your brother is a strong and wonderful fierce corpse.

Wen qing: and may I ask who's the lucky person you got intimite with?

Xue yang: some woman I thought was xingchen.

Wen qing: HOW?! Now how did you make that mistake!!

Xue yang: I accidentally got blinding powder in my eyes, and was hella drunk. Then this woman came and said I was hot.

Well I know I'm hot, and she was smelling like xingchen!

Yet I wondered why did xingchen lose weight and got boobs. Maybe it was an experiment gone wrong.

Then bam! I was pregnant!

Yao: *cracking up*

Xue yang: Sadly the She-ingchen died or something.

Wen qing: now how did you get pregnant instead?

Xue yang: same way as Zixuan did.

Wen qing: sometimes I feel sorry for A-Yao. To hear you talking nonsense.

Xue yang: that's not nonsense! Those are my adventures!!

Have respect!

Yao: Chengmei, you're a classic! *laughing*

Mo xuanyu: xue yang definitely went through stuff. And xingchen was so nice to accept A-Qing as his own.

Su she: xiao xingchen is really ideal.

A-Qing: yea, and that's how I popped out of him.

Wen qing: then why are you simping for the emperor?

Xue yang: like look at Jiggy. He's omg! A supermodel.

He's too sexy to be left alone.

And Jiggy with his hulijing tail, ears, fangs and claws out, and those eyes! Oh goodness!

Wen qing: I know right.

Su she: *blushing*

Mo xuanyu: Yao gege is really hot.

Yao: they're not claws. They're just long sharp nails.

Sometimes I have my attendants sharpen them with razor guqin strings,

Xue yang: Gosh I love him.

I just want to stick my--

Mo xuanyu: Song'er is in the room, yangyang!!!

Xue yang; my tongue in his dimple.

Mo xuanyu: *rolls eyes*

A-Qing: is Rusong hot as a full hulijing too?

Rusong: hotness runs in the family.

A-Qing: I want to be railed by a hulijing too!!!! That would be life-changing!

Emps, don't get upset if I make out with your supermodel son ok. He's too sexy and I can't help it.

Rusong: *shocked*

Qin Su: your child seem a lot like you, xue yang.

Rusong: *laughing* Right! A-qing is very mischievous like you, uncle muffin.

A-Qing: Rusong!!!! Miss Qin!! Don't compare me to that!!

Xue yang: A-Qing! I gave you life!!!

Accept the reality!!!!

A-Qing: *rolls eyes*

Rusong: A-Die, I took her to meet Nainai. And she loves her!

Yao: oh that's great.

Yes A-niang is very friendly.

#the huli jing emperor #meng yao #dimpledlianfang #foxyao #hulijing emperor 2 #jin guangyao #jin zixuan #part 2 #su she #the untamed

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eternalbuckley · 28 days ago

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WHEN I TELL YOU... I RAN ONCE I SAW THAT YOU POSTED THIS AHH !!!!!!

i'm- i have no words, the capter was PERFECT. literallly perfection i swear. i don't full on cry very often while reading something but this entire chapter hit a nerve and made me really emotional. it was so so good. rue, the way how you're able to write and portray emotions is so wonderful, you're really able to feel what the characters feel in these moments, it's truly art and i'm so glad that everyone, including me, is able to read your works. i'm a real sucker for angst and this chapter is just wow. i love it so much and it's absolutely my favourite one. i'm not ready for the last chapter but i just know it will be sooo good. i still have so many thoughts about it but i cannot put them into words right now because i'm still sobbing but they're all good ones!!! 🤍 i'll go and finish crying now 🥹

some reactions of me while reading:

Maybe you will grow tired of whispering his name to yourself, but you have been doing this for the past four or five hours while sitting by the edge of the lake under the clear starry sky, shivering with each cold breeze.

i'm already tearing up and it's only the start of this chapter, someone please hug me.

“C’mon, talk to me,” he urges you, handing you the bottle before he lies on the grass, staring up at the sky as he waits for you to say something, “I know my brother’s an ass.”

aegon being there for clem?? yes please 🥺

“A good guy would never let his girl be insulted in front of everyone,” he scoffs, taking another swig from his bottle, “You didn’t deserve that, sorry on behalf of everyone, Clementine.”

CLEMENTINE OHHH???

“What?” You ask, looking at him with wide eyes, totally surprised by how he knows the childhood nickname Aemond called you once, “How do you know that?” “Fuck me,” he groans, slapping his hand on his forehead, “You tellin’ me he doesn’t call you this to your face?”

OH MY GOD 😭😭

“Duh! Every fucking time!” He tells you as if he is surprised by your confusion, “Oh, man, my brother is such a dumbass. He can’t shut up about you! Every time he opens his mouth all we can hear is Clementine this Clementine that, it’s honestly so annoying! I can’t fucking stand how lovestruck he is—woah, okay, I shouldn’t—” He sits up immediately, reaching to squeeze your shoulder when he notices your eyes watering again, your arms tightening around your legs.

okay no that's it, i'm full on crying now

“What we’re not gonna do is excuse his actions,” he slaps the side of your hip with the back of his hand, “I meant what I said, he doesn’t shut up about you, but he’s also hesitant about everything! You, me, Vhagar, he can’t let himself get hurt again, even though he knows you’ll never leave him on your own record. He fears the thought of leaving you, so he left you first because it hurts him less to think he didn’t like you enough instead of you not liking him enough.”

my poor angel 😔😔😔

“Fucking hell, this guy is a twat I swear,” you laugh a little when Aegon fakes a cry, “Why can’t men be normal for a goddamn second?”

real

“I know you wanted to say give him a blow job, thank you for censoring your words,” you say, standing up before brushing the dirt off your dress, and handing Aegon his coat back. “Actually,” he holds his finger up, giving you a teasing smile, “I wanted to say that you should probably sit on his face so he won’t be able to talk.”

PLEEEEASE 😭😭😭😭

“Was she yours?” You look at him, sucking in a sharp breath when he turns around to look at you, his face red and cheek covered in dried tears, smiling sadly at you.

i'm afraid that my heart can't take this

“Don’t say that,” you swallow, frowning slightly as you reach to cup his cheek, turning his face to stare into his eye, “She’s much happier with you by her side, and I’m forever thankful for your existence.” “You’ll be much happier without me,” he rests his palm on your hand, kissing your thumb as he keeps his gaze locked onto you.

SHHH DON'T SAY SUCH THINGS SIR 😠😠 listen to your girl

“You deserve the fucking world,” he rests his forehead on yours, closing his eye as he lets himself get consumed by your touch, “I can’t give it to you. One day you’ll realize how damaged I am…”

i wish i could just give him a hug that never ends

“You mean everything to me,” he whispers, watching you stand up on shaky legs, brushing the straws off your dress as you try to keep yourself calm and collected, but the soreness in your eyes makes it harder. “And yet you didn’t say you love me back.”

i'm getting my tissues

“Babe,” Helaena notices you when you close the door behind you quietly, crossing the dining hall to pull you into a tight hug, shushing you as you let your sobs wreck your body without a care in this world, “I’m so sorry, beautiful, so so sorry.” “Hey…” Aegon appears beside you, rubbing your back while you bury your face in Hel’s neck, letting her calmness seep into your skin with each caress she leaves on your head.

i love them your honor

“We don’t even like that man! We fucking hate him in fact, so you better keep your shit away from us,” Aegon spits the words out, huffing when he sees Otto glaring at him, “Aemond was ridiculed tonight, at his own fucking birthday and all you care about is his reputation?”

we love big brothers who step up for their younger brother <3

“She’s been Helaena’s friend for so long, Father. Mind your words,” Gwayne interrupts him, crossing his arms as he keeps his eyes locked with his father. “Or what?” Otto spits the words out, his phone clutched in his hand tightly. “Or I will break your fucking neck.” You turn around as soon as you hear Aemond’s voice, clutching Helaena’s hand when he walks very slowly toward his grandfather with his hands behind his back, his head held high.

FUUUUCK YEAH THAT'S WhAT I LIKE YEEEEEEEEEeEEEEEEES

“You wouldn’t dare,” Otto replies, giving Aemond a challenging look, “You didn’t have the courage to open your eyes and see how your fiance was taking advantage of you, now you want to break my neck because I said the truth?” “No one disrespects my girlfriend, not even you,” Aemond stands in front of Otto, his glare unwavering, “She’s only two years older, doesn’t come from a rich family full of snakes, and most importantly, she cares about me. So yes, I would break your neck, because she is different from Alys and even I can see that with one eye.”

GET HIM AEMOND YES

“Hey you,” you greet him softly, watching him curiously as he takes a shaky step to the bed, slowly kneeling in front of you, taking the cream from your hands before he squeezes the tube on his palms, warming the cream before grabbing your ankle to gently apply it on the wounded skin.

always the caring man yup. where's my aemond

“I don’t need a break because I love you,” he looks up at you with the utmost adoration a human can ever possess, “I was a fucking idiot before for pushing you away, for doubting what we have, but I love you so much, my Clementine.”

MY CLEMENTINE???!!! ahhhh i just calmed down from my tears and now they're back 😩

“I saw nothing, it was all black,” he sniffles, one hand coming to rest on the back of your neck as soon as your forehead touches his, “My life doesn’t exist without you. There is no hope left for me if you are gone. I will perish and turn to ashes if I don’t get to hold you at night. I will burn by the humiliation and misery I created for myself because I believed you would leave me.”

my heart i—

“We’re okay,” you whisper, wishing to know if you will be able to hold and touch him like before, “We’ll be okay.” “We are okay,” he nods frantically, “I love you, my gorgeous girl. We’ll be okay. I won’t leave you.” “Neither will I,” you pull him into your arms, pressing his face to your neck as you sob, holding him close, breathing in his calming scent, “I won’t leave you, I will never put you through the pain you endured again.” “I won’t do that either,” he presses a kiss to your neck, brushing his nose against your earlobe, “You’re my everything, I love you.”

i'm dead, i'm not ready to say goodbye to them i—

[ TANGERINE DREAMS ]

Summary: being stood up on his wedding day, Aemond's life takes a turn for the worse. Heartbroken and humiliated, he finds unexpected help in Helena's childhood friend, who helps him move back into his family mansion. Summer cocktail parties and a long stay at the Targaryen residency, Aemond might let the girl who's always been in his life make a home in his heart.

Tangerines, in general, symbolize prosperity, good luck and happiness. So if these delicious fruits appear in your dreams - whole or in the form of juice - it is usually very positive. A dream with tangerines expresses the desire and the possibility of progress and prosperity

Warnings: angggggst, angst, ANGST, no beta we die like Beesbury

Word count: 5k+

A/n: sooooo, thoughts pleaseeeee! I hope you like this chapter! omg we only have one chapter left from this series aaaaa🥹🥹 Comments and reblogs are appreciated<3

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Chapter 9: don’t let me be misunderstood

Aemond.

It sounds more like a prayer rather than his name. Maybe you are praying to him to take mercy on you and walk back the path he took earlier.

You rock on your bottom like a child, holding your knees to your chest as you stare at the reflection of the moonlight on the edge of the water. At this point, your head is emptier than the shadow of a cloud, and you do not know whether the shadow will darken by snow or thunderstorms.

There is little to think about, or maybe too much given how much you have been mumbling to yourself. You thought about all the little things his family said; about you, about Alys, about him — Even the mere thought of him hurts your heart, the flesh ripping slowly as if he has chained your heart tightly, squeezing it tightly.

Shuddering, you look up as the leaves rustle by the cold breeze, creating a soft sound that ripples through the air. You rub your bare arms, cursing yourself for wearing such a beautiful dress for a birthday you were pretty sure it would turn into shambles, but at least you knew Aemond would like it — you do not know if he did or not.

“Hey, loner.”

You turn around, finding Aegon making himself comfortable next to you on the grass, a bottle of whiskey in his hand as he hands you his coat.

“Go on, I’m pretty numb now,” he says, dropping the fabric around your shoulders, nudging you by his elbow, taking a long sip from the amber liquid, “What a shit show, huh?”

“Yeah,” you reply, voice hoarse and raspy with all the crying you have done earlier, sighing loudly, “Yeah.”

“C’mon, talk to me,” he urges you, handing you the bottle before he lies on the grass, staring up at the sky as he waits for you to say something, “I know my brother’s an ass.”

“No, Aegon—“ you sniffle, turning around to look at him, “He is… he is just complicated. He is a good guy—“

“A good guy would never let his girl be insulted in front of everyone,” he scoffs, taking another swig from his bottle, “You didn’t deserve that, sorry on behalf of everyone, Clementine.”

“What?” You ask, looking at him with wide eyes, totally surprised by how he knows the childhood nickname Aemond called you once, “How do you know that?”

“Fuck me,” he groans, slapping his hand on his forehead, “You tellin’ me he doesn’t call you this to your face?”

“No…?” You chuckle, resting your cheek on your knees as you smile softly at him, wiping the remaining tears away, “Does he do it a lot?”

“It’s not…” you take a deep breath, letting the tears fall freely on your cheeks, “he was so lovely to me, I don’t know what happened but-but maybe I didn’t show him enough love, and reassure him—”

“You’ve got to be fucking kiddin’ me,” Aegon groans, dropping back down on the ground, “He fucked with you and you’re blaming yourself for it? Why the fuck would you do that? Are you a masochist or somethin’?”

“I’m not a fucking masochist, I just… I just love him so much! He thinks I will leave him too because everyone he’s ever loved once left him! Maybe I couldn’t show how much he meant to me, maybe I’m too weak to make sure he knows I love him and I’d rather die than let go of him.”

“Listen to me,” he urges you to lay down beside him, looking at the sky together as he continues talking, “Aemond is a really different man. He isn’t easy to love, hell, even Mum has issues with loving him—“

“That’s not making it any better, Aegon,” you glare at him, words falling from your lips coated in venom, “You’re telling me that even Alicent is hesitant to love him, and I’m supposed to just be okay with that? No wonder he chose to leave.”

“It doesn’t make any sense!” You drop your hands on the grass in defeat, “He’s overthinking this! I know he’s still dealing with the thought of his snake of an ex but… but he needs to let himself feel loved!”

“He does feel loved, and those words didn’t come from his heart. They came from the dark voices in his head, I bet he couldn’t even look at you when he left,” Aegon explains, turning his head to look at your face, “I think you should go find him, I’m pretty fucking sure he’s beating himself to death for doing this to you. But remember that he is the one who needs to apologize, not you.”

“You’re right, he let them call me poor and a gold digger,” you chuckle, sitting up as you speak, “Do you know he said that our relationship was ridiculous?”

“Fucking hell, this guy is a twat I swear,” you laugh a little when Aegon fakes a cry, “Why can’t men be normal for a goddamn second?”

“You realize you’re a man too, right?”

“Yeah, and do I look normal to you?” He wiggles his eyebrows at you, sitting up to give you a hug when you laugh, squeezing you into his arms before he lets go, “Give him a piece of your mind, okay? Make him regret it.”

“Fine,” you nod, trying to find enough courage to stand up and leave, but a heavy feeling grounds you, “I think… I think I’m afraid, Aegon.”

“Don’t be, he might seem intimidating but there’s nothing in his heart except the love he has for you. He’s just being a brat. Maybe slap him once or twice and he’ll be at your mercy completely.”

“I know you wanted to say give him a blow job, thank you for censoring your words,” you say, standing up before brushing the dirt off your dress, and handing Aegon his coat back.

“Actually,” he holds his finger up, giving you a teasing smile, “I wanted to say that you should probably sit on his face so he won’t be able to talk.”

“That’s your brother, you disgusting asshole,” you laugh softly, taking your heels in your hands as you walk barefoot in the path Aemond took earlier.

You remember how he would sneak away from dinners when he was a kid, running towards the empty stables with a book under his arm; it was one of the most exciting things for both of you when you searched for him all night, only to find him sitting on straws with a flashlight and his book.

Walking through the dark stables, you see only a few lights on, and your thoughts are confirmed when you slowly stand in front of the open door, finding Aemond sitting on the ground next to a seemingly sick horse, stroking its neck gently.

“They say she’ll die,” his voice comes out in a gentle tone, and for the second time tonight, your eyes fill with tears — the yearning makes your chest tighten, even if it has been only five or six hours since he left you.

You step inside the stall, cautious not to make any sounds to disturb the unconscious horse lying on the ground next to him as you slowly lower yourself next to him on the straws, your bare shoulders brushing against his arm.

“What’s wrong with her?” You ask quietly, trying to keep your tears away from streaming down your face; how can you survive when you hurt just by looking at his side profile?

“Old age,” he sighs, looking down at his lap, pressing his lips into a thin line, “It’s rare, but she’s been clinging to life for so long.”

“Was she yours?” You look at him, sucking in a sharp breath when he turns around to look at you, his face red and cheek covered in dried tears, smiling sadly at you.

“No,” he shakes his head and looks away from you, “She used to be Mum’s favorite. I remember when she would take us to different races with Uncle Gwayne, and tell us about how she was so close to becoming a champion herself with her.”

“Why couldn’t she do it?” You ask, reaching to hold his hand nervously, giving him enough time to pull away but when he doesn’t, you relax instantly.

“She got married,” his answer is curt, as if even the mere thought of his parents being together sours his mood, “Her marriage was the end of her dreams. Maybe she would be happier if she didn’t have us quite young, maybe we would be happier if we didn’t exist.”

“You’ll be much happier without me,” he rests his palm on your hand, kissing your thumb as he keeps his gaze locked onto you.

“That’s not for you to decide,” you caress his scarred cheek, trembling a bit as you feel the warmth radiating from his skin, “I’ve never been happier than when I’m with you, when I’m kissing you, when I’m holding you.”

“You don’t need to give me the world, Little nerd, you are my world,” finally the tears stream down your cheeks, soaking your face as you speak, “Don’t push me away, I’m begging you—“

“I’ll only hurt you, and you’ll leave me. Losing me would do less harm than being with me—“ his voice cracks, his hand moving towards your back, rubbing and memorizing every up and down of your waist.

“No, Aemond, no,” you shake your head frantically, sobs wrecking your body as you try to tell him how you feel, “Don’t give up on us! I’m sorry I couldn’t show you how much I love you, I’m sorry if I was not enough for you. But please, please, don’t let go of me!”

“Don’t cry, I can’t-I can’t bear to see you cry. I’d rather get stabbed to death than see your beautiful face covered in tears,” he begs, leaning down to kiss your tears away, “I’m not giving up on us, I…I’m just giving us a break so we can think. I’ve never been loved like you have shown me.”

“Then why?” You scream at him, fisting his shirt to pull him even closer, your nose brushing against his, “Why did you say we were ridiculous? Why did you not stand up for me when I was being humiliated by your family? If I’ve shown how deeply I’ve loved you, why does it feel like it’s not enough?”

“It’s more than enough, my gorgeous girl,” he kisses the bridge of your nose, and you feel his tears fall on your cheek. I’ve been taking you for granted. I…I can’t even defend you against them. I was paralyzed. I wanted to vanish and never be seen again, and now I see why. I’ve failed and hurt you so much, not thinking about how me leaving you alone might make you feel.”

“I love you, Aemond,” you say, words falling from your lips in a breathless whisper, “I love you, I love you— I can’t put into words how in love I am because every time I look at you I feel like I’m suffocating with the amount of affection I hold for you! I’m not good with words, Little nerd, but…but I know that being with you would hurt much less than me moving back to Beesbury knowing we aren’t going to make it.”

“I’m not giving up on us—I…” he sighs, gathering his thoughts as best as he can before he replies, but in truth, he is just as much of a mess as you are, “I need to think.”

“I love you, and even if we don’t make it, just know that you are the happiest most memorable experience of my life,” you lean up a little, planting a gentle kiss on his lips, “Aegon told me about the Clementine thing. I didn’t know you remember.”

“How can I ever forget?” he kisses you again, his heart tightening with each peck he leaves on your lips, “You were so chatty about your silly dreams, and I can’t forget Hel’s confused face when she mumbled about you dreaming of Tangerines.”

“There’s still hope for us, right?” You ask, shaking your head and sobbing when he pulls you into his embrace, holding you against his chest tightly.

“There’ll always be hope for us,” he mutters against your hair, his fingers holding onto your shoulders as if the subtle touch would ground him and not let him drown, “I just need to think.”

“Yeah, sure,” you pull away, wiping your tears before you give him a small smile, watching as the first rays of sunshine fall on the entrance of the stables, and you take it as your cue to leave him with the hope of kissing him again, “I’ll see you inside.”

“And yet you didn’t say you love me back.”

You leave with one last smile, walking barefoot towards the end of the pathway, heels clinking to each other as you swing them with your hand, biting your lip to stop yourself from falling apart.

The numbness comes back. You can feel how your body gets hollower with each step you take towards the door of the building. Your feet ache, and you know there will be bruises on them in a few hours.

The voices from the inside of the building grow louder, and when you step inside the hall, you find your best friend and her brothers trying to keep their Mother sane while their uncle argues with their grandfather.

“Hey…” Aegon appears beside you, rubbing your back while you bury your face in Hel’s neck, letting her calmness seep into your skin with each caress she leaves on your head.

“Where is Aemond?” Otto asks, his voice echoing in the hall, “He needs to get here and explain the mess he made.”

“What?” you whisper in disbelief, slowly removing yourself from Helaena as you look at him, “The mess Aemond made?”

“Father, please,” Alicent says, rubbing the skin of her neck with shaky hands, “It is not Aemond you should be angry at, nor it’s her mess.”

“We ought to be more careful than ever! Your boy has already ruined what we tried to build for so long when she decided to marry a woman nearly ten years older. After everything I have done, everything you have sacrificed, it should not be so hard to put a leash on him and make sure he doesn’t fuck around and make a fool out of us in front of Daemon!”

“What we built is gone, Father,” Alicent sighs, taking a large sip of whatever liquor is in the glass, “They have amazing lives, my children. They are happy at least, happier than me or Gwayne ever were.”

“Happiness won’t make their names pop inside their father’s will!”

“He is the only person who can change things but now, for getting into another miserable relationship with a nobody, he has lost the chance!”

“She’s been Helaena’s friend for so long, Father. Mind your words,” Gwayne interrupts him, crossing his arms as he keeps his eyes locked with his father.

“Or what?” Otto spits the words out, his phone clutched in his hand tightly.

“Or I will break your fucking neck.”

You turn around as soon as you hear Aemond’s voice, clutching Helaena’s hand when he walks very slowly toward his grandfather with his hands behind his back, his head held high.

“No one disrespects my girlfriend, not even you,” Aemond stands in front of Otto, his glare unwavering, “She’s only two years older, doesn’t come from a rich family full of snakes, and most importantly, she cares about me. So yes, I would break your neck, because she is different from Alys and even I can see that with one eye.”

“You are blinded by lust because you can’t fall in love in nearly three months after a failed marriage—”

“I swear I will strangle you to death—”

In the blink of an eye, Aemond grabs Otto’s collar, but luckily Gwayne is quick enough to reach them. You watch in terror as Alicent and Aegon try to separate Aemond from his grandfather while Gwayne holds Otto back. You can not see if Aemond is trying to hit him or not but even the idea of him getting hurt because of you makes you tear up.

“Aemond, enough!” you reach and wrap your arms around his middle, pulling him back with Aegon’s help, holding on to him tightly so he will not run off and punch Otto in the face, “Please, don’t give him another reason to lash out.”

“For fuck sake, Aemond, get a grip!” Daeron yells, and you see the sea of emotions in Aemond’s eye as he tries to fight off the anger in him.

“Me?” Aemond chuckles, running a hand over his face as he shakes his head in disbelief, “Me? I endured a night with the person who cut out my eye! I sat there and watched how they insulted someone I care about and couldn’t do anything to prevent it! I waited and took the humiliation on my birthday because I didn’t want to make someone else miserable by opening my mouth! Now you say I need to get a fucking grip? No, Daeron, it’s you, it’s all of you! You want to control my life but I won’t let you win this time.”

“It’s not about winning, Aemond—“

“We’re leaving,” he cuts off his mother’s sentence, grabbing your hand gently in his, threading his fingers through yours before he starts walking toward the door. You follow silently, squeezing his hand in reassurance as you let him guide you outside.

You walk hand in hand in tense silence as you walk towards the parking, finding the doorman running with Aemond’s car keys, handing them to him before he says a quick good morning. Aemond nods and leads you to his car, opening the door for you, and surprising you with a quick kiss on the crown of your head.

You give him a soft smile, sitting in the car and waiting for him to join you. The sunlight shines between the trees and warms your skin — grateful for the lack of roof of the car.

He starts the car, his lips pursed and a deep frown forms on his forehead as the sun shines on his face. He reaches for the dashboard and pulls his sunglasses out, putting them on before he twists the riding wheel, driving the car out of the parking lot to the main path.

You lean your head on the back of the seat watching the clouds move as Aemond speeds up. He shocks you by resting his hand on your thighs, gently caressing the bare skin through the slit of your dress.

You turn your head to look at him, noticing his stiff shoulders. He is battling for peace in his mind, you are sure. Maybe he feels guilty about how he treated you, maybe he just wants out from his family.

He sighs, his thumb moving up and down the flesh of your thigh, enjoying the warmth you provide him with. You rest your hand on his, caressing the blue veins under his skin with the tip of your nail, skimming your finger over his knuckles gently.

You do not realize how much time has passed, but when you wake up, the Targaryen mansion comes into view, and you find Aemond pushing his sunglasses up on his head as he drives the car through the opening gates, looking stressed and confused from all the things that were said during the past few hours.

“We’re here,” he tells you softly, getting out of the car with ease before he walks and helps you out of the car as well, guiding you inside the mansion by his palm on the small of your back.

“Good morning, sir,” one of the house holders says, and Aemond nods at her, “Would you like to have breakfast here or on the balcony?”

“I’m not hungry, but she might be,” he answers stoically, turning his head to look at you, but his face softens slightly when he notices your disappointment written all over your face.

“I’d love to have breakfast on the balcony, please,” you let go of Aemond’s hand, smiling at the householder as she nods and smiles back, leaving the two of you alone to take your breakfast to the balcony.

“I need some time to think,” Aemond whispers, looking down at his shoes as he rocks on the balls of his feet, “I’m sorry I dragged you here, but I… I need to get my thoughts together, and couldn’t just leave you alone with them. I need a break.”

“It’s okay, I’m around if you need me,” you sigh, walking away from him upstairs towards where the balcony is, leaving him alone with his thoughts.

Your day is dull, your mind is even worse. You had your breakfast with a bitterness you had no idea you possessed whilst you thought about Aemond, wondering what he was thinking about — probably the chaos that his family created and left the two of you dealing with the ruins of it later.

You tried to make yourself busy with doing whatever came to your mind; a long walk to the Weirwood tree and back, wandering around the mansion in hopes of finding something interesting, skipping meals, and snacking on fruit. But nothing seemed to make the gaping hole in your chest go away nor did they help with the dark thoughts that came into your head.

Now, sitting on the edge of the bed, you regret taking a long walk; Your feet are bruised and you notice a few painful blisters on the side of your feet, hissing as you apply a healing cream on the skin.

A knock brings you out of your thoughts, and before you can answer, you see Aemond pushing the door open, standing in front of you with tears stinging his eye. He has taken off his clothes from last night, now he is only in an old t-shirt with sweatpants.

“How did you hurt yourself?” His voice is barely above whispering as he kisses your shin, closing his eye when he hears your hisses in pain.

“I…I walked barefoot to the stables this morning,” you explain, eyes casted away from him, trying to escape from his intense gaze, “And I took a long walk a few hours ago.”

“You shouldn’t be so careless,” he rests your foot down, grabbing the other one in his warm hands as he speaks, “You need to take better of yourself or you’ll get hurt.”

“You’re doing a fine job in hurting me and taking care of me,” you scoff, rolling your eyes when his eye falls on your face.

“And I’m sorry for that.”

Your head snaps in his direction when you hear the tremble in his voice, lips parting in surprise as you look at his teary eye, his cheek pressed against your leg as he looks at you — his gaze is so intense to the point of melting you in place.

“I…” he starts, resting his forehead on your knee, “I don’t need a break.”

“Aemond, you need some time—“

Your lips quiver, and with a shaky hand, you reach down to cup his face, caressing his cheek as the tears fall on your fingers softly.

“I love you in a way I never thought I would,” he closes his eye, leaning his head into your palm, “I imagine my life without you in it, without your voice, without your smile, w-without you calling me that stupid nickname. Do you know what I saw?”

At this point, you are both crying, and with every word that slips past his lips you lean closer to take a good look at the desperation in his face, the longing, the love.

“Oh, my love,” you cry, pulling him up just a little so you can reach his lips easier, pressing a quick kiss, “Are you sure you’re not saying these because you feel defeated?”

“I’m sorry for directing my anger at you, I’m sorry for not voicing my love sooner. I was scared, fucking hell, I am scared because this is… this is not even near half of what I felt for anyone in my life; it’s blinding, it makes me bleed with need for you. All I’m asking is for you to accept my apology and take me back.”

“And if I don’t?” You ask, his lips hovering above yours, and you see him smile sadly, his large hand coming up to rest against your wet cheek.

“Then I will try to cope—“

“I’m not giving up on us,” you cut him off, shaking your head as you wrap your arms around his neck, “We will get through this together. We will talk, we will fight, but I won’t ever let go of you. There’ll always be hope for us.”

“I’m so fucking sorry for saying what I said,” he bites his lip to keep his composure, but his vision is blurry with unshed tears, “I’m not giving up on you, I promise.”

“I won’t either because I love you.”

“I love you,” he breathes against your lips, sealing his words with a deep quick kiss, “I love you, I love you—“

You press your lips to his, tasting his salty tears as they mix with yours, moving in sync while you explore each other's mouth after the chaos that pulled you apart.

“We’re okay,” you whisper, wishing to know if you will be able to hold and touch him like before, “We’ll be okay.”

“We are okay,” he nods frantically, “I love you, my gorgeous girl. We’ll be okay. I won’t leave you.”

“Neither will I,” you pull him into your arms, pressing his face to your neck as you sob, holding him close, breathing in his calming scent, “I won’t leave you, I will never put you through the pain you endured again.”

“I won’t do that either,” he presses a kiss to your neck, brushing his nose against your earlobe, “You’re my everything, I love you.”

#⚘; — my recs ✧♡#hands down the best chapter in the entire series #i'm emotional #i'll go cry a bit more now

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galaxy12sblog · 3 years ago

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Forgotten...

Galaxy's sitting on the floor in her bedroom..

Galaxy:...*rewinding her memory about the things she has done*....

Flashback

Galaxy: *giggles* don't worry Rasha~ *stabs her in the stomach*

Galaxy even remembered stabbing Freezia's eyes

Galaxy: wh-whoa~ oopsy~!! *Giggles*

Flashback#2

Galaxy: oh, I'll be back! *Goes to the Funk Troll and kills her* that's for saying Bubblegum Trolls are stupid!

Flashback#3

Galaxy: *eats all the doctors* Laughing evily* Ohhh~ yummy! Now....*holding a chainsaw*... Who's next~?

Flashback#4

Galaxy remembered all her friends telling her or shouting at her that she's a Monster or killer

Junix: I'm not forgiving you for what you've..done....*walks away*

Friend#2

Bretta: Galaxy, I don't think I want to be friends with a killer...

Galaxy: *drops her cupcake*...w-what?...

Friend#3

Queen Cloudter: you killed her!!!

Galaxy: B-but... I was...

She also remembered the six music kingdom people were afraid at her.

Techno Troll#3: !!! She killed him!!

Galaxy: because he wants to kill-

Pop Troll#3: She's a monster!!!

Everyone: *screams*

Galaxy: No! I'm not!-

Rock Troll#35: yes you are!! You cut his hand off!!!

Galaxy: I'm.. sorry!

Techno Troll#23: No! We don't you here!!!!

And remembers when Diego killed her..

Galaxy:..*dead on the floor*.....

Diego: *throws her into the volcano* .....

Flashback#4

Bretta: Nobody wants to be friends with you! You better stop this Galaxy! Rather kill yourself!*walks away*

Flashback ends ...

Galaxy:...*tears on her face*... *Throws away her pills*.... I'm gonna have to let it go....

The end..

Diego belongs to @king-trollex-fan

Six music Trolls belongs to @kotafiona

Junix belongs to @mortallyangrystarfish

#galaxy qoutes #galaxy the bubblegum troll #oh no...

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foreverfangirlalways · 4 years ago

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12. “I forgot to mention that I’m… I’m completely in love with you.” with Remus saying that to Patton? Idk I'm in a intruality mood. And it's fluff and getting together? Only do this if you want obviously.

I would love to! I’ve never really written Intruality before, so I hope you like it! (A bit of angst slipped in, but it is REALLY fluffy afterwards 😅) I hope you like it!

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Remus is super excited! Today is the day that Dr. Picani tells everyone who their partners are for the new physiology project.

Typically, this would be no big deal, but Remus had heard from a good source (ok, so he got Janus to sneak a look at the paperwork, so sue him!) that he will be paired with Patton Hart!

This is particularly good news because not only has he been crushing on Patton for a little over half a semester, this project was also focused on feelings. Maybe Remus will finally have the chance to admit his feelings to Patton!

At school, Remus was even more energetic then usual, much to his teachers displeasure.

Janus spent the entire lunch period smirking, because he knew exactly what was going on with Remus and why he kept watching the lunchroom clock like he couldn’t wait till next period.

As soon as the bell rang for 5th period Phycology, Remus jumped out of his chair like it burned him. Janus busted out laughing and yelled, “Go get him tiger!” at Remus’s quickly retreating form.

Remus rushed into Dr. Picani’s classroom, and practically dived into his seat. He might get in trouble if he was late, and he just couldn’t risk Patton like that.

Speaking of Patton, he was currently already sitting at his desk, one over from the person who sat in front of Remus. He was doodling in his notebook, and Remus thought that the face of concentration that Patton was making was just too adorable to describe.

Dr. Picani came in and immediately started class. “Alright everyone! So, as you know, today is going to be the start of a week long project where you and your partner spend time together and then discuss your feelings for eachother in the class on Friday. I want 4 things that you already feel about them and 4 things that are new feelings! Now, who is ready to find out who their partner is?”

Everyone cheered, and Dr. Picani smiled. “Alright then! Let’s start with...” Remus was listening so intently he blocked out all other names but his.

“Next up will be Remus Rey and Patton Hart!” Remus cheered internally and watched Patton to see his reaction. Patton lit up and looked excited!

Remus couldn’t help but smile, especially when Patton turned and looked at him! Eeeeeeee! He was internally screaming!

Dr. Picani finally finished pairing up everyone. “Alright my snickerdoodles, why doesn’t everyone go and sit with their partner? You can sit wherever y’all want this week! Just work on the project and have fun with it!”

Remus gathered up his stuff and saw that Patton was already sitting on the couch in the corner of the room, and was waving Remus over.

“Hi Pattoncake! Are you ready for this project?” Remus asked as he sat down right beside Patton.

Patton blushed and nodded. “I was thinking that we could go ahead and write down 4 thing we feel about eachother as of right now, and then go from there!” Remus smiled at Patton’s enthusiasm, and nodded. “That’s really smart! Ok, let’s do that!”

Patton’s blush darkened a bit, and then he started writing in his notebook. Remus turned to a blank page in his notebook, and then started writing.

Monday-

How I feel about Patton Hart:

I feel like Patton is generous

I feel like Patton is sweet

I feel like Patton is nice

I feel like Patton is pretty

Remus, throughly satisfied with his list for today, turned to look at Patton. Patton finished scribbling his last few words on the paper, and turned to Remus.

“Alright, do you want to trade a few answers so that we know how we feel about eachother so far?”

“Sure! How about I say 2 of mine then you say 2 of yours?” Remus answered, already knowing that there was NO WAY he was saying #4. Not yet, at least.

Patton nodded. “That sounds perfect!”

“Alright,” Remus started, “I put that I currently think that you are generous and sweet.”

Patton’s blush has returned. “Oh! Why that’s very kind of you! I put that I currently think that you are interested and unique!”

Remus practically glowed under the praise. “Why thank you Pat! I’m glad I give you that impression!”

Patton smiles at Remus and says, “Of course! I’m actually really glad we got partnered up!”

Remus was going to self combust.

“Can I have your number?” Remus blurted out. Patton looked a little startled, and Remus inwardly cursed himself. “Uhh, it’s just because, we’re, like, supposed to spend a lot of time together, and if I had your number then w-“ Patton handed Remus a folded piece of paper, successfully shutting up Remus.

“Of course you can have my number! I was just a bit shocked that you asked me before I could ask you!”

Then Remus died.

Of happiness! Remus quickly scribbled our his number of a piece of paper and then thrust it at Patton.

“Here you go! Maybe you can come to my house and we can hang out and get to know eachother better!?” Remus asked then held his breath.

“That sounds awesome! I can’t wait!” The bell rang and everyone packed up. “Hey Remus!” Patton called before he left the classroom. “Make sure to text me your address please!”

“I will!” Remus yelled, and then ran down the hall. He had to tell Janus EVERYTHING!!!

-_-_-_-

It was Thursday, and Patton was over at Remus’s for their last hangout session before the presentation tomorrow. Remus had suggested Netflix and Chill for today’s activity, so they were both eating ice cream while watching Stranger Things.

After Remus finished his ice cream, he flipped through his notes on Patton.

Tuesday-

How I feel about Patton Hart:

I feel like Patton is funny

I feel like Patton is smart

I feel like Patton is helpful

I feel like Patton is adorable

Wednesday-

How I feel about Patton Hart:

I feel like Patton is thoughtful

I feel like Patton is strong

I feel like Patton is emotional

I feel like Patton is cute

Thursday-

How I feel about Patton Hart:

I feel like Patton is a good listener

I feel like Patton is grateful

I feel like Patton is wonderful

I feel like Patton is handsome

Remus read over everything and cane to a simple conclusion. ‘Oh. OHHH! I am so screwed.’ Remus thought.

‘I am way passed crush, I’ve caught major feelings! Shit!’

Remus waited till the credits started rolling, and then he turned off the TV and looked at Patton.

Patton was scribbling in his notebook again, but looked up when Remus cleared his throat.

“So Patton, got any new additions today?” Remus asked, still trying to sort out his newly understood feelings.

“Yeah! I put that you funny and energetic!” Patton said while bouncing in his seat. Remus let a gentle smile slip through.

“Thank you Patton. I put that you are grateful and a good listener.”

“Awww! You are too kind!” Patton thought for a minute, and then his expression dropped.

“Too bad this is the last day we get to hang out. I was having a lot of fun with you!” Remus felt his heart skip a beat. ‘I might have a chance!’ He thought.

“You know, we don’t have to stop hanging out just because the project is over.” Remus said, wanting to make sure that he was correct in his assumptions.

Patton brightens considerably. “Really? You would still want to hangout with me after the project?”

Remus just laughed and nods. “Of course! Why wouldn’t I?”

Patton chewed on his bottom lip and twisted his hands in his lap. Remus was getting nervous.

“Patton, buddy, what’s wrong?” Patton seemed to deflate at that, and started talking in a rush.

“Well, you see, I didn’t think that you actually cared for spending time with me that much and that you were really only doing because of the project, but I wasn’t going to complain. Because you were spending time with me and you seemed to be having at least a little bit of fun.”

Remus was dumbfounded. “What the hell did I do to make you think that I didn’t care for spending time with you?”

“Well, it’s less of what you did and more of what you said.” At Remus’s blank blinks, Patton continues. “You would just always be really sweet, but then when I asked you what felt, you would say things like, ‘oh! I put that you are funny and helpful!’ Or, ‘today I wrote that you are thoughtful and strong.’ I just always assumed that you thought I was a nice enough person, but not very interesting.”

Remus couldn’t believe his ears. “Seriously? You thought that?”

When Patton nodded sadly, he knew he had to fix this.

“Patton, can I read you all of my feelings about you? Please?” Patton looked a little apprehensive but nodded. Remus cleared his throat and opened his mouth.

“Monday, I feel like Patton is generous, sweet, nice, and...” Remus took a deep breath before continuing. “ and I feel like Patton is pretty.”

Remus heard a delicate gasp, but refused to look up. He just continued on.

“Tuesday, I feel like Patton is funny, smart, helpful, and adorable. Wednesday, I feel like Patton is thoughtful, strong, emotional, and cute. Thursday, I feel like Patton is a good listener, grateful, wonderful, and handsome.”

Remus stayed still after he finished reading, not daring to look at Patton. He felt the couch shift, and was certain that Patton was getting up to leave. He was very surprised when Patton sat, pressed against his side, and took his hand.

“Do you really mean that?” At the sound of Patton’s shaky voice Remus looked up, and was caught off guard by the amount of raw emotion he saw in Patton’s eyes.

“Of course, every word. But, I did forget to say one thing, because I only truly realized it today, and was a little afraid to write it down.”

Patton squeezed Remus’s hand. “It’s ok, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to!”

Remus’s smiled at Patton and shook his head. “No, I want to. I forgot to mention that I’m… I’m completely in love with you.”

Patton froze, and Remus immediately regretted saying it, thinking that he had just ruined everything.

Then Patton surged forward, and kissed Remus and the lips in a brief, chaste kiss that Remus will insist was the best one he ever had.

Patton pulled away, and said, “Thank God! I was worried that my feelings were unrequited and I had begged Dr. Picani to parter us up for no reason!”

Remus had no idea how to respond to that, so he just kissed Patton again. “Patton, will you go out with me? Like, on a real date, to the movies after school tomorrow?”

Patton smiles. “Only if you will be my boyfriend.” Remus was ecstatic.

“Of course I will!” And then they sealed the deal with a kiss.

-_-_-_-

Oh, and they made an A+ on their Psychology Project.

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rylandfalkov · 4 years ago

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04, 11, 25, 35, 48, 49. Sorry... No, no I'm not. That's a lie.

04. What are their favorite traits about their lover? (one psychological and one physical)

“Tch, I don’t have a steady lover at the moment. I’ll just give you some traits I enjoyed about that guy last night.” Shit, what was his name?? “Alright, this fella was really funny. I was non-stop laughing when we were at the bar, but that may have also been partially the fault of the alcohol as well. He also had these really nice hands; long fingers, smooth as silk, well taken care of nails...just so good.” 11. What is something that would make your character fly into a rage?

“You fuck with my friends and I will ruin your day and be glad to do it. I don’t like bullies either, I had my fair share back in the day. It’s hard enough being a teenager, being a half-elf teenager who loves dancing at his mother’s studio? Fucking forget it. At least I’ve never gotten my ear caught in the door.” 25. Is there something traumatic from your character’s past that greatly affects them even to this day?

“I wouldn’t be a good inhabitant of Azeroth if I didn’t have something horribly traumatic under my belt. I was bullied really badly when I was young; if you’re thinking that it was all playground scuffles and books getting slapped out of my hand, nahhh, kids can be way more cruel than that. There were multiple times I thought I was going to die. There’s been other things, but I’d rather just bottle that shit right on up for another time.” 35. Is your character afraid of death? If they got to choose how to die, how would they want to go?

“I technically died before, at least for a few minutes until the doctor brought my ass back. No white light or outside of body experience, it was just...” He furrows his brow, “..I dunno. Nothing. So no, I don’t fear death. If I got to choose how I’d wanna go, I would like it to be something very dramatic but quick and preferably painless.” 48. Is there anything in particular that would ignite your character’s jealousy? Or does your character not get envious?

“Ohhh, no. No, no. Jealousy’s not really a thing for me, thankfully. I got nothing to be jealous about. Got a great job with great friends, usually don’t strike out, plenty of gold to support my lifestyle, charming smile that can get me a lot.” 49. What is something that your character has nightmares about? Are these frequent? Do they heavily affect your character’s mood?

“I don’t really remember my dreams or nightmares, which probably a good thing considering some of the weird shit I do in my sleep.” It was a lie, he often remembered his nightmares, was just much easier to not discuss them and let everyone in on that crazy.

thank you @veladrinevelvetstalker

#ama

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starlightshadowsworld · 3 years ago

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So I finally watched Encanto.

Loved it.

Cried, multiple times... Consecutively.

Told my mum she reminds me of Julieta. Especially considering she was making dinner the whole time and kept popping in an out to watch bits.

The level of detail, is just chefs kiss I think I saw a closure on Mirabel's top and I got so happy.

I thought I was gonna relate to Luisa the most cis surface pressure, but nope it was Mirabel and Isabela.

Bruno, I liked him he was fun and awkward. He really tried and seeing him help Mirabel and the vision was nice. Mirabel being the only one who didn't know about him made me laugh because that's me, I will always be the last to learn about family gossip and drama.

Also my family needs the grandkid round up song when we go to weddings because I never know who anyone is. "Who's a sister, who's a cousin?" my thoughts exactly

Speaking of which, the engament talk made me think of my mums pakistani dramas and both of us found it funny.

At some point I stopped calling Abuela, Abuela and calling her Nani, cos she reminds me of mine. I was like ohhh scary old grandma runs the family, makes sense.

Two oruguitas damn near finished me off I swear. Like you could see she was hiding something, knew she was afraid and there it was... I can't hate her, not agree with her and the pressure she put on everyone definitely but not hate.

Also I love how it all came from Abuela at the end with Mirabel, and you see the butterfly and the house she repairs.

I cried over a doorknob... A freaking, doorknob.

I do hope that they all get to talk about everything. I see it a lot in my culture where these things are brushed of and I hope it isn't. Yes I'm well aware my culture is not the one on screen, but point still stands.

#Encanto #abuela madrigal #mirabel madrigal

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artislifeevans · 5 years ago

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Para: “Step One: Get Help”

Tagging → Sam Evans and Trey mentioning of

charice.

Time Frame → August 24th around 12:30pm  

Location →coffee shop

General Notes → Trey ask Sam our for coffee, wanting to ask him for help.

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Trey: was not a nervous man by any means. Being a model meant that you had to be used to people critiquing your looks and telling you what you did wrong. He was used to people telling him he needed to change something or he wasn't good enough because he did it so much for work. But this wasn't work. This was his life. A life that he wanted nothing more than to start with Charice. They'd been dating for a little over a year now and to say that he couldn't stop smiling would be an understatement. How did he even describe how this woman made him feel? She was small and feisty and opinionated and gorgeous. But more than that she challenged him to be a better man. To look deep within him and use a strength he didn't know he had to fight for what he wanted. It was like breathing for her but for him it was a hard lesson he had to learn with her help of course. Besides that she had a kind heart. Not just with her children, who he had the chance to meet and eventually love too, but everyone Charice met. Sure, she had a bad side that if you crossed her, you had the misfortune of meeting but for the most part, she was so kind. And loving. And giving. Which was why he wanted to make her his wife. He'd had a whole plan. Something where he'd whisk her away for the weekend and lavish her with attention and things but she wasnt that type of woman. She could buy who own stuff. So he was going to give her something she couldn't give herself. He knew she was a workaholic so his plan was to take her and the kids away for the weekend. And with the kids help, he would propose. All of it was a solid plan but he knew he wouldn't get anywhere without the right person's help. And that was Sam. He knew Charice was strong and he didn't need to ask Sam for permission to propose but he also knew how much she respected Sam and how it would speak volumes if he didnt include him. If Trey was honest, it was weird how close they were and for a split second he wondered if there was more between them but it became very clear, very quickly that they were family for all intents and purposes. Which was why he'd invited Sam to a coffee shop to chat. Sam was happy when he got a call from Trey wanting to meet up for coffee. Most people would think he was weird for being friends with his ex sister in laws boyfriend. But it wasn’t weird for Sam, okay maybe at first it was weird. His loyalty was with his brother, and he really felt like they could work things out if they wanted. But he knew it wasn’t up to him and he needed to respect their decision, especially Charice. He knew that she wasn’t happy and that she just wanted to move on with her life. And honestly all Sam wanted was for her to be happy and he believed that she was once Trey stepped into her life. When Sam first met him, he was highly protective of Charice. But as they started dating and Sam got to know Trey he could see what a good guy he was, and how he was so good with his nephew and nieces. Once Sam dropped his protective habits and got to know Trey better. They became really good friends. Sam finally made his way to the coffee shop. He pulled the door open, smiling when he spotted Trey. “TREYYYYY!”He said loudly, knowing he was being embarrassing. Trey couldn't help but chuckle when Sam said his name loudly. "Homie, you gotta chill," he laughed, bumping his fist with Sam's. "You always so damn loud." He took his seat and pushed a cup of coffee towards Sam. "I already got your coffee. Black just like you like it." Sam chuckled loudly, ignoring the looks he was getting from older people. “What?!! I’m chilled! I’m chilled!” He laughed, returning the fist bump. “Hey! I’m not THAT loud!” He playfully rolled his eyes as he sat down. “Thank you! I haven’t had caffeine in four hours and I’m dying” he said eyeing his friend up, before speaking “So what’s up?”

Trey took a slow sip of his own drink and breathed out heavily. "Before I say anything I need you to know that I'm not doing this because I think Charice has to be asked for. I mean I know she's a grown ass woman who can take care of herself and she doesn't need me or you to be her guard or to make decisions for her but since I cant talk to Chris or Santana about this because frankly, they scare the shit out of me, you're my best bet..." Sam could tell by the way Trey was acting that he had something big to talk to him about. Especially from the way he was taking a deep breath. He shifted in his seat as he took a sip of his own coffee, quickly raising an eyebrow when Trey started to speak. He nodded his head in understanding as Trey continued, not blaming him at all for being scared to talk to Santana and Chris. If he was honest he knew out of everyone in their group those two were the worst at being overprotective when it came to Charice. He chuckled lightly “Listen I have been friends with them forever and they still scare me.. just don’t tell them that though” he smiled, quickly started to worry, “Is this thing bad??? Of course it is if you’re coming to me? I mean everyone comes to me when they want to break something to Charice! As if she won’t kill me and hide my body! If it’s a secret don’t tell me!” he rambled nervously. Trey inhaled once more before pulling the small ring box out of his pocket and sliding it over the table. "You sure you don't wanna know about the secret?" he shrugged. The barista who made their drinks walked by to clean a nearby table and smiled when she saw the ring on the table and Sam's shocked face. "Ohhh I love proposals. Did he say yes yet?" Trey looked up at her and shook his head. "I haven't asked yet so... if you could..." She nodded and zipped her lips. "Of course. How about a free muffin on us if he says yes or no..." Trey gave her a fake smile and turned back to Sam. "So..." Sam was about to say something else. Like how he want gonna help Trey break anything to Charice and that he was on his own. But before he could speak, he noticed Trey sliding a small ring box his way. He quickly realized what Trey was trying to do and it was obviously he was asking for his help. Sam couldn’t help but smile. He was happy that Trey wanted to propose to his sister and was going to give Trey his answer before the waiter came up to them. He looked at the girl confusingly, trying hard not to roll his eyes at her comments. He was about to tell the girl a thing or two, but decided against it. His eyes went back to the box, he was happy for Trey and he was sure what Charice answer would be. But some part of him thought about his brother. He knew Dylan had moved on, or at least that what he was trying to convince everyone including himself. But he knew his brother still loved Charice. But another part knew this wasn’t about Dylan and his feelings. It was about Charice and what he was sure that he wanted. Besides Trey was becoming like a best friend to him and he was he to not try to help. “Count me in!” He smiled.

Trey clapped his hands quickly at Sam's response and stood up to give him a hug. "Thanks man! I mean really! I was afraid you'd say no or tell me it was a bad idea or that... I don't know Dylan was still in love with her or something wild," he laughed, taking his seat once more. "I was just thinking the craziest things because I just wanna spend the rest of my life with her ya know? Have you ever just felt like there's this one person who you know makes you better but more than that, all you want is to be with them. It doesn't matter if it's in the middle of a storm or the worst party ever or when they're sick or you just wanna be in a room with them. You ever felt that for someone?" Sam chuckled as he got up to return Trey’s hug. “No problem man! I’m happy that I can help” he said honestly, sitting back in his chair. He shook his head when Trey mentioned his fears “Listen. This isn’t about my big brother.. this is about Charice.. I love her very much Trey.. I would do anything for her. And I know how much she loves you.. you make her happy and honestly that’s all I want for her. She’s been through so much hell.. it’s time for her to be happy” he smiled. He looked down at his hands instantly thinking about Mercedes at Treys question. Even though he has let Mercedes go and accepted the fact that he had lost her forever. It didn’t mean that he doesn't that about their past together and almost having a happily ever after with her. He nodded his head, clearing his throat, looking back up at his friend “Yeah.. I felt like that once upon of time.. it didn’t work in my favor.. but It makes me happy to see that it will for Charice and for you.” He smiled. Trey nodded and licked his lips. "Look man, I'm not a romantic or nothing but I fully believe that love like that doesn't just not work out. That shit has to come from some cosmic force or something. But thank you for your support and you know if she says yes you're gonna have a spot in the wedding right? You can be our flower boy," he joked. Sam wanted to believe that Trey was right, that maybe somehow or another, he could get it right with Mercedes again. But in his mind he knew that was going to happen. They both just needed to move one and stay good friends. He simply nodded his head, giving Trey a small smile “no problem man.. “ he chuckled, playfully rolling his eyes “Awwww can I even wear a cute little dress too?” He said in a girly tone. Trey chuckled. "Of course! But look, you gotta keep this on the DL okay? I don't know when or how I'm gonna do this but I've got this plan to take her away for a romantic weekend... But she can't know. Deal?" Sam shook his head, laughing as he took another sip of his coffee “I promise.. she won’t hear anything from me.. In fact let me know when you do so if she has the kids that weekend. I can take them off her hands.” He suggested. Trey smiled and took one last sip of his coffee. "Thanks man. I really appreciate it. But look I gotta head out, I've got this shoot I need to get to. Thanks again Sam."<p/>

#Para:Step One: Get Help

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cinaminho · 6 years ago

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Love for sell: J-hope ,

PT (2)

"What if I wasn't faking it at all?"

J-(hoe)pe x Reader, highschool au

Genre: SO FLUFFY MAAAN *yoongi voice* 💞

~7 AM at Your house~

Authors POV:

You trudged down the cold wooden steps of your home with messy hair and a mind still filled with sleep barely being able to maintain your balance but you managed to make it past the final step of your staircase that led to your front door. You slowly opened it to reveal a very awoke and happy Hoseok and seeing him made your eyes widen a bit , just seeing his smile awoke you a little more and gave you this unknown burst of energy "Hoseok" you chirped not caring about your current messy bed head state and it looked as if Hoseok was gonna say something but changed his mouth form to say something else as he slightly frowned "Y/n you aren't ready?" You snorted "we have an hour and I only need 7 minutes- 10 tops plus I drive now , come up with me and don't worry my parents leave for work at 6 AM so they're not here." You said as Hoseok followed you up stairs to your room. You opened your door with a gust of cool wind hitting you both instantly "I have no idea where that came from" you mumbled letting Hobi walk in first and you following before closing your door behind you, Hobi jumped and turned towards you with a panicked expression as you soon held your hands out in front of you slightly "Relax I just closed my door I'm not gonna hurt you" you said carefully "n-no I just... Never been a girls room especially with the door closed is all" you smiled gently and motioned for him to sit on your Queen sized bed. He analyzed your room he thought it'd be all pink and girly for some reason but instead it was a comfy yet slightly glamorous vibe to it.

"So I was thinking that we wouldn't change your appearance too much but just a few things that's it" you explained while clapping your hands as you finished your sentence "change a few things like?.. " he trailed off "We trade in the suspender pants for some jeans... Your shirt is fine just add a jacket.. Maybe?" You paced back and forth examining Him as his eyes followed your movements. "Ahh Nice, except I don't own such items" "I was afraid you might say that soooo I took the liberty of going to buy some things DO NOT think about paying me back. I bought belts too just in case so here" You tossed the bag to Hobi and he caught it with one hand and no struggling "you got a good arm you'd be good at football you know" and now it was His turn to snort "no thank you risking getting hurt and never recovering is a sacrafice I'm not willing to make" you laughed "touche however, you should go change that door between my closet and TV is my bathroom I'll wait here of course" you smiled "be back in a sec" and you hummed in response. About 3 minutes passed and you sat on your bean bag chair waiting for Hobi to reappear, In that time you thought how sweet he was, how his hair shined ,and his perfect rosey cheek ,with the gentlest voice and aura about him...you smiled to yourself and soon you looked up to see him directly in front of you causing you to jump a bit "oh sorry I didn't mean to startle you" he chuckled but all you could do was stair at his new outfit. His floral bomber Jacket went well with his White T-shirt and ,slightly rolled up light blue jeans that fitted him not too much but also too little and to top it off his already white shoes tide it all together even more and you were almost drooling.

~Hobi's Outfit~

"So?" Hoseok finally said as he thought you had enough time to analyze his appearance "damn Playboy" you mumbled "pardon?" "Huh- what? Oh I said you look good" you quickly stood up looking at Hobi in his eyes and they were so beautiful in the slightly dim room due to it being cloudy outside . You were now so close his nose could touch your forehead if you weren't looking up at him you didn't know he was this close to you until now.. Not that you minded "you clean up good Hobi" you mumbled as you smiled and messing with his bangs a little "thank you Y/n... Should we head out?" "Uh of course right after I get dressed , fix my hair and brush my teeth" you giggled as Hobi checked his watch "we still have 35 minutes go on" he said shoooing you away.

It took about 15 minutes this time around because your hair was such a mess but you were finally ready .

~Your Outfit~

(If you don't like.. Whoops, add ya own shoes)

"Ready" you said putting on your sunglasses and heading towards your bedside table drawer to grab your keys. You didn't notice but Hobi was staring at you the same way you did him as he followed you out your bedroom "close my door behind you please" you said and he quickly did so and soon Came downstairs, you locked the front door as you both came out and headed to your car.

Once inside you both buckled up and the first 2 minutes were silence until Hobi broke it "Anything I need to know before we really do this?" You raised your eyebrows still looking at the road ahead as you drove "like things to do and say and not..." He looked at you "ohhh that? Pshh no the main thing is not to let anyone intimidate you, don't back down because most of the time the 'tough' are softer than sheep Wool ,kill them with kindness if you want and as for girls they loooove a charmer" you explained as Hobi nodded understanding "Hobi I don't want you to fake too much I want you to be yourself as much as possible" you quickly glanced at him "myself isn't popular though... This isn't me already" he mumbled while gesturing to hie clothes "do you want to change back?" You asked him "no" you nodded "do you like the clothes?" "Yes" you smiled "then this is you. A new one" he chuckled "do you like the new me then?" You quickly looked at him shocked and he added "as a friend I mean" you looked a little at ease "well.. I like you either way" you said softly looking at him as you came to a stop sign. His eyes widened "really?" You giggled "yes so, if you wanna go back to how you used to be that'd be just fine with me" he grinned "thank you Y/n" as you looked back at the road "mhmm and think I've never noticed you I always seen you around since 8th grade but believe it or not I didn't approach you because you didn't seem like you wanted to be bothered" you explained. Hoseok looked at you in disbelief " me? What about you? Your body guards made me the same way towards you" he laughed "who Jalen and the other boys?... They think they are protecting me but I can hold my own you know? Besides I like everyone I treat everyone how I wanna be treated" Hoseok just nodded in understanding. "By the way don't be afraid to ruffle his feathers.. Jalen's that is, show him 2 can play this game mmk?" You said "got it" you smiled as you pulled into your schools parking lot. "Well this is it you ready?" You asked looking at Hobi while taking your keys out of the ignition and grabbing your bag and he smiled at you "since 8th grade".

~inside school~

You guys walked in and of course you turned heads but he did even more and he was surprisingly okay, you looked at everyone with a genuine smile as usual "wink" you mumbled so Hobi could hear "gotcha" he whispered under his breath as you smiled up at him as he winked at you first making you feel shakey with happiness 'easy girl' you thought. He winked and some girls gasped as he grinned looking ahead 'this is working!' He thought to himself.

The moment came were you stopped at your locker which was on the same side as Hobi's but devided by the hallway and of course your friends were there and of course some were facing your direction as other's backs were facing you both. "Hey heyy" you said happily "wassup.. Yo who told you to bring-" Jalen was soon cut off by you "me" you said nonchalantly ,Hobi nodded at Jalen making him growl lowly "good job" you whispered as Jalen turned away. "So tell me... What's your name?" Your friend Aubrielle said as she came towards You and hoseok, you rolled your eyes 'this hoe' you thought "I'm Hoseok Jung, you can call me Hobi though" you looked at him surprised he was handling all so well no stuttering, no blushing, no shyness either! It was like he was born for this but then again, he did say he'd been ready for this since 8th grade. "Well Hobi I'm Aubrielle and your date to the party this Saturday" she winked "girl- I know you-" you started to say but Hobi soon finished "sorry but I'm going with Y/n" he smiled "you are?" She asked "mhmm" you smiled proudly "are you guys like.... " she raised her eyebrows looking between you two "yes- wait what do you mean?" You asked "a couple" she finished....

.......

"Well yeah" you said surprisingly confident and Hobi looked at you smiling "when the hell did this happen!!?" Jalen yelled hitting the locker a little hard causing everyone to back up a bit "lower the voice" you warned as he came towards you both, you grabbed Hoseok's hand and squeezed it slightly he instantly knew it was 'stand your ground time'. "You think you somebody now cause you're dating her?" he said getting in Hoseok's face "been somebody just better known now" Hoseok said happily and you could tell he was killing him with kindness.. A great method if you have the patience to play nice "and to answer your previous question it happened last week, we've been meeting up for study dates and we made it official yesterday by the school gates" you smiled widley and Hobi did as well but Jalen did not seem to care "anyways. . . You're still broken languaged trash so head back home to China yeah?" Jalen said making Hoseok frown "easy Jalen" you warned "his English is spectacular unlike yours hence why you can't pass a single language or pronunciation test go fucking study.. you need it you bastard" you seethed pushing past him and pulling Hobi along. "By the way it's Korea not China" Hoseok turned his head to say with a Wink.

Hoseok was shocked like everyone who had witnessed what just happened you really weren't one to play with.

Soon your first class bell rang and when you both walked in the teacher wasn't there and only a few other students were. Sprawled on desk, chairs ,the window base, you and Hobi went to your seats, you sat in the very back on the right near the window as he sat in the middle of the first row on the opposite side, you looked at him and decided to move beside him . Hobi looked at you surprised "I wanna sit next to more 'boyfriend' " you said winking at him making him blush for the first time since you'd seen each other today "hold on let me get my bag" you quickly scurried to the other side of the room. Just then Jalen came in with the other guys and Hoseok looked at him before rolling his eyes and looking in his bag but soon he seen hands on his desk and a shadow over him. He looked up glaring at the person who he already knew was Jalen "what're you tryna prove boy?" Jalen whispered dangerously low to Hoseok "nothing.. what're you trying to prove?" He smirked and Jalen sighed "you'll never be one of us" he motioned to himself and the boys behind him making hoseok laugh lighlty "trust me I'm not trying to be" "then why are you all of a sudden hanging around Y/n?" Hoseok leaned towards looking Jalen directly in the eyes "because I can" he smirked "you can't and you won't Continue to" Jalen growled

"says whom? " every comment Hoseok said made Jalen's blood boil "because I said so" he said lowly while slightly hitting the desk but not phasing Hoseok one bit. That's when you came back "what's going on? Jalen mo-" "nono Y/n let us talk" Hobi said as you watched them closely while sitting down "you were saying?" Hoseok chirped "you won't continue hanging around Y/n that's it" Hobi just sighed leaning back in his chair "but I will" he countered.

Jalen smirked and walked to the side of Hobi and crouching down to his his ear level "no you won't because I know your secret. I know you paid Y/n for this 'act' I'm not sure how much but it had to be a hell of a lot... So unless you want everyone to know how desperate you are for popularity... You'll go back to being the nobody you always were, and still are despite this facade" Jalen said before standing up completely "show your face at that party Saturday and it all comes out" he simply said ...Hoseok wasn't going out like this "As I said before... I've been somebody and as for your little proposition.. I'll sleep on it" He said glaring up at Jalen but Jalen simply shrugged with his hands in his pockets and walked away.

Although he was still confident Hoseok did slightly start to doubt his plan... Did he want to embarrass himself? Embarrass you?

"What happened?" He heard a whispered voice and a soft tap on his shoulder and he took a moment before he answered "maybe we should cancel all this" Hoseok mumbled looking at his fingers that sat in the desk top "what? No! absolutely not, what did Jalen say to you?" You asked "he says he knows something about our deal and says if I show my face at the party Saturday... He'll expose it all". You Shook your head "nah.. Not happenin ,I won't let it and we're still going through with this... He wants to send threats then let's show him who's the puppet masters" you said smirking. "You still wanna do this?" He asked surprised "hell yeah I do don't you?" He was a little weary "yes but-" "no buts babyboy we got this , I got you, and you don't worry about anything but showing up and looking handsome" you said while leaning over touching his chin and boy did his heart skip a beat "I can do that" he said.

"You're going down Hoseok" Jalen growled lowly from the back of the class at what he just witnessed.

"You're going down Jalen" you said to yourself so only you could hear.

Hobi knew in this act someone's cover would be blown and he hoped that it wasn't his nor yours because he didn't wanna let his and your work go to waste, especially his because he'd waited for this for 5 years and being near you was so much fun even though it was fake... That is if it was even just fake anymore because to him it was becoming slightly more and he wondered if maybe just maybe if you felt the same.

Whew chile the Cliff hangers. I like what I'm doing here and THANK YOU GUYS FOR LIKING MY STORIES 💞 OOF we're off to a good start I thought no one would know my stories existed. PT 3. Will be up some time.

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Starco vs Janco

Star sat at the table with her head leaning against her hand. Students passed by with their trays of food. Her friends sat with her, talking about their lackluster class, TV shows they saw last night, the amount of homework they were assigned, and other various topics Star didn't care to pay attention to. Today was one of the rare times she chose not to engage in conversation with her friends. She was too busy mindlessly doodling in her notebook, not because she grew bored of the topic. In fact, Star always had something to contribute to the conversation. She loved talking! It's just that… well, she just had her mind focused on something else.

Or rather, someone else.

Star's been developing feelings for her best friend since that Mewberty incident, and it didn't take her long to realize what was going on. She denied feeling anything for Marco other than a platonic friendship in fear it would ruin their very unique relationship, but as time passed by, her crush for Oskar shifted to her best friend. She laughed it off at first, thinking how silly the whole situation was and that she'd be over Marco in a few days. Star tried to pretend it wasn't there and forced herself to look at other boys and see if she could form a crush on one of them, but none of them impressed her. Not even Oskar. It only made her want to be with Marco even more. It annoyed her because she wasn't ready for that kind of relationship with her best friend. She was afraid things wouldn't work out and their status as best friends would disappear and they would never talk to each other again. So instead, she suppressed her feelings for Marco, and only wrote about it in her secret journal. Of course, during class, she'd start going off in her own thoughts and start drawing or writing about the possibilities of a Starco relationship. She'd be extra careful to keep those close to her and not let anyone see-

"How about you, Star?"

Star jumped in her seat, covering her drawings with her arms. She met with two sets of eyes staring at her. "Huh?"

"I said do you think you can make it?" Jackie asked.

"..."

"This weekend?"

"..."

"...Movies?"

The princess seemed confused for a moment before coming back to reality. "Ohhhhh! Uh- yeah, movies! Um… That sounds good! I can totally do that! Haha…"

Jackie smiled. "Alright, sweet. Guess we got ourselves a plan."

"You sure are getting distracted, Star. You okay?" Janna asked.

"Yeah, everything alright?"

Star scoffed, waving her hands. "Pfft, yeah of course! Why would you think something's wrong?"

"Well, for starters, you're clearly hiding something in your notebook..."

The princess looked down to see herself covering the book with her entire body. She blushed a bit, sitting comfortably back in her seat, bringing the drawing closer to her. "Well…" she started. "You never know. A monster could come out of nowhere and steal my wand like they usually do! They might destroy my notes!"

Janna spoke up. "I don't know, Star. No offense, but you don't usually take notes during class. Or… try at all, really."

"Wha- I try!"

"You drew cats on your math test."

"You handed in a paper on Mewni corn for biology."

"You tried to go to another dimension in the middle of class."

Star opened her mouth but had nothing to retort. "...Uhhhh…. I was bored?" she answered with a shrug.

Jackie chuckled. "Well, you can say that, but still doesn't explain why you're hiding your notebook like that."

"...Orrr maybe you're talking about your little crush in that notebook," Janna suggested.

Star felt her face turn hot as the attention turned to her. A crush? She can't tell them about how she felt about Marco! That'd make things way more complicated than it has to be. "I-I dont know what you're talking about. You guys are probably imagining things. I don't have a crush."

Jackie pointed to her cheeks. "Your glowing hearts say you do."

She quickly brought her hands to her face, cursing at her birthmarks. "I'm telling you, I don't have a crush on Marco!"

"Who said anything about Marco?" Janna pointed out.

The princess's heart stopped. Oops. "I-I didn't- I mean… I- that was- well-"

Jackie tilted her head. "Ohhh, so you admit it? You guys are dating!"

Star waved her hands, trying to defend herself. "No no no no no! I don't! Really! Besides, he likes you after all-" She covered her mouth. Oops again. She didn't mean to spill Marco's secret like that. Both Jackie and Janna looked at each other. "Please, don't tell Marco I said that!"

The two human girls seemed confused, keeping silent for a moment before Janna started, "I think you have it wrong, Star."

"What do you mean?"

Jackie chimed in. "You do know he's over me, right?" she said with a hint of sadness. The girl didn't seem too bothered by it though. She accepted the facts and moved on.

"He… is?" Star asked in disbelief that her best friend didn't tell her something as important as that to her. She felt a bit betrayed. Marco told her everything! "I'm… sorry to hear that." Star genuinely meant it, but she couldn't help but feel a bit of happiness at the same time.

"Yeah. No big deal though, so don't worry about it."

"So… who does he like now?"

The two girls glanced at each other again before looking back at the princess. "You're… joking, right? I mean…" Jackie trailed off, unsure of what to say.

"It's… kind of obvious, isn't it?" Janna asked.

"He kinda said it outloud one time."

Star grew slightly annoyed at the seemingly obvious answer that everyone already knew. "What? When? Who does he like?"

The girls were silent. They weren't sure what to say next, but a subtle smile appeared on Janna. "Oh? Getting curious, are we?"

Star's cheeks grew more red, her hearts glowing even more. "No! I mean, yes. I just… want to know. As his best friend, it's my duty to make sure he's as happy as can be!"

"Right. 'Best friends'." Janna said with a smirk.

"Janna!"

Jackie laughed. "Don't worry, Star. I don't think you have anything to worry about. The point is, Marco's available. So a certain someone could make a move," she suggested, hinting at Star.

The thought of her and Marco together as a couple filled the princess with joy and excitement. Maybe it could happen!

"But…" Janna continued.

Star's daydream was cut short at the sudden catch. "But?"

"Well, you got some competition. And you know what they say about love and war."

Star didn't quite understand what Jackie was trying to say. "No. Competition? Love and war? What does love and war have to do with each other?"

Janna responded. "Love is a battlefield. Do anything you can to win. And sorry to tell you this, Star, but I plan on winning. Friend or no friend," she said with a smirk. She held out her hand to Star.

It took a second to process what Janna meant before the princess understood what she was saying. "Ohhhh…. Okay…. Well, sorry to tell you this, Janna, but I also plan on winning," Star accepted the terms she was offering, shaking her hand.

First to Marco's heart wins.

"Yyyyeah, I think I'm gonna sit this one out, but good luck to both of you," Jackie said as she watched her friends begin their competition.

Star went back to her drawing, making her subtle depiction of her and Marco more refined when it dawned on her. Star slowed her pencil to a complete stop as the realization set in her mind. She had to confess to her best friend.

She had to confess to her best friend.

"Uh-oh…"

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"Stupid stupid stupid stupid Star!" The princess scolded herself as she trailed behind the very boy she was supposed to win over. The two walked through the halls as the final bell rang, signalling that the day was over and the students were free at last. She felt her heart race at the challenge she just accepted from Janna. "Am I crazy!?" she muttered to herself. "I already decided not to do anything like that! I might not be friends with Marco anymore if it doesn't work out! I can't live like that!"

"I gotta say, Star, your angry whispering is kind of making me nervous. You're not trying out that new spell Glossaryck showed you, are you?" Marco asked as he looked behind him to see why Star seemed so distracted.

Star looked up, making eye contact with his chocolate colored eyes. "O-oh, no I'm fine. Just… uh… thinking about that one history class! Ugh, so boring."

Marco smiled. "Yeah, it's not my favorite class either. At least you stayed awake this time."

"Thanks to that extra sugar pack I had. I'm telling you, Marco, you should try some sugar burritos! It's totally the best thing ever-"

"Yeah, no thanks. I like my food pure and holy."

Star scoffed. "Please, Marco, It's hardly the worst thing in the universe to eat."

"No, but it is-"

"Hey, Marco. Star." The two friends stopped to see a certain beanie wearing girl leaning against the lockers. "Fancy meeting you here."

Marco sighed. "Hey, Janna."

Star was cautious. She recalled their challenge and decided to keep a careful eye on her friend. She chose her words carefully, hinting at an underlying message with each question. "Hey, Janna. What's up?" What are you up to?

Her rival had no trouble understanding the message. "Not much. Just thought I'd say hi to my friends." I'm here to see if you made your move yet.

"Awww, that's so sweet! We're actually going downtown to eat grab some food, right now." No, I didn't. Don't interrupt my attempt!

"Ohhh, that sounds fun. Better hurry, though. I hear they're gonna close early today." Better do it fast, or else.

Star feigned a smile at her friend, who simply smirked at the princess' reaction. She began to understand the 'all's fair in love and war' idea. Janna would try at Marco's heart, even if Star was in the middle of her attempt. She assumed that this was Janna's way of warning her of how she's planning on playing this game. Fair enough. Star accepted the challenge.

"Are you sure about that Janna?" Marco asked. "I don't think there's anything special going on at the store," he commented, completely oblivious to what was going on.

"Eh. Just a hunch. Anyway, I should get going. I hope you guys get what you need." I hope you win him over, or else I will.

With that, the dark haired girl left, leaving the two best friends in the middle of the hallway.

"You know, I was kind of expecting her to mess with me somehow… like she usually does…" Marco said with both relief and annoyance.

Star nervously laughed. "I'm sure Janna was just saying hi." She cleared her throat and skipped ahead, pulling Marco along. "C'mon, let's go get some food!"

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Attempt 1

"Ooohhhhhh Marcoooooo~!" Star sang aloud.

"Ohhhhhhhh Staaarrrrrr~" Marco responded in kind.

"Come heeeerrrrrreeeeee!"

"Okaaaayyyyyyyyy!" The boy entered the kitchen. "What's up, Sta….aaar….." He scanned the room, seeing what looked like a warzone of food splattered everywhere, from the floor to the ceiling. "Starrrr? What did you do?"

"Look, Marco! I made something for you!" She ignored his question and presented a bowl of…. something edible… possibly… Needless to say, it definitely didn't look very appetizing.

"Um… w-what is this?" Marco asked, taking a step back from the bowl of 'food'.

"It's pizza!" the princess proudly answered.

Marco looked at her in shock. "Pizza!?" The mass of ingredients looked nothing like pizza! Why does it look like everything from the refrigerator mashed into one lump? Why did she suddenly have the urge to make pizza when they could've ordered it? WHY DID SHE MAKE PIZZA IN A BOWL?

"Weeellll? Aren't you going to take a taste?" Star asked excitedly. She was sure this would win Marco's heart. After all, food is the best way to get to a man.

The boy gently pushed it back. "Uhhh… you know, I'm really full from lunch still, and I should really save my appetite for dinner-"

"Awww, Marco, pleeeeaaaaase?" The princess gave her best puppy eyes.

Marco hesitated before giving in, taking the bowl and spoon from her. "...Well… here goes nothing."

Star's eyes widened as he brought a spoonful of her pizza into his mouth. "Weeeellllll? What do you think? Pretty good, right?"

Marco was frozen in place, the spoon still in his mouth.

"...Marco?"

"..."

He collapsed.

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Attempt 2

"Star, we went through twelve different dimensions. What are you looking for?"

"Uhhh, just… you know, something…"

"That's specific…" Marco muttered. "Maybe we should-"

"RAWR!" Suddenly, a poorly crafted monster suit jumped out of a nearby bushes.

"Ahhh, don't worry, Marco! I'll save you!" Star said in a somewhat monotone voice. Her previous attempt didn't work out very well, considering her meal left Marco unconscious for several hours. This time, she would have a monster come and attack the two, she would save Marco (again), and possibly have him fall in love with her. Of course, she didn't want Marco to actually get hurt, so she asked one of Marco's friends.

...It's bound to work better than her pizza idea, right?

"Back, you monster!" She swung at the fake monster, not using any real magic.

"RAWR- ow! Hey that hurt."

"Shhh! Be quiet, Ferguson. You're going give it away!" she whispered anrily. "Don't make me use my spider with a tophat, you beast! Get out of here, Marco! It's too dangerous!"

Marco waved. "Hey Ferguson."

"Hi Marco- Ow!"

"Ferguson!" Star glared at the boy. He shrugged, smiling apologetically. She sighed. Time for a new plan.

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Attempt 3

Star opened her locker, pulling out the books she needed for the next class. She had some trouble thinking of what her next move would be. Cooking was out, dimension hopping wasn't as romantic as she thought, monster fighting was a no…

"Why can't I think of anything! We do everything together! It should be easy!" She stopped herself. That's right… they did everything together. They talked, ate, and adventured everywhere. Never once have they done something without the other. Well, there were a few special cases, but there was no room for a romantic attempt. There was nothing unique she could do… except tell him the truth. Star began to panic. "Oh no… no no no no no, that's too direct. Gotta be something else I can do…"

"Make any progress, Star?"

She jumped at the sudden question. She closed her locker to see Janna standing behind it. "Janna?"

"Hmm… by the way you're panicking, I'd say no."

Star sighed. "It's harder than it seems, Janna."

The girl chuckled. "Yeah, I know. I do it all the time, remember?"

"Uuugh, I can't get anywhere with Marco! We already do everything together so I can't make things special!"

"Well, you better think of something fast, or I'll have to take charge," Janna threatened.

That caught Star's attention. She moved closer to Janna, her eyes pleading her not to do anything yet. "Pleeeaaaaaase let me have some more time!"

"Mmmmm… no."

"But Janna, we're friends! I just need a little time to-"

"Love and war, Star. I already gave you plenty of time to do it yourself, remember?"

The princess grew more annoyed at her friend's stubborness. "Why do you like him anyway?"

Janna thought for a moment before shrugging. "I dunno."

"Janna!"

"What? I just do. I think that's reason enough."

"That's not a reason!"

"Sure it is. And you're gonna lose this game soon if you don't get a move on." Star didn't appreciate Janna's reminder. She knew she had to move quick or Janna was going to do whatever it is she needs to do to win Marco over. Janna's eyes widened before giving a mischievous smirk. "So, why do you like Marco? Because he's cute?"

Star's hearts began to glow on her cheeks. "U-uh… I'm sure you can imagine…"

"No, I don't. Why do you like Marco, Star?" she repeated.

"Well… he's kind, he's funny, he's lovable, he's… ahem… handsome… he's the best friend I ever had… and after spending so much time with him, I just… kind of… started to like him. More than a bestie should… That answer your question?"

Janna smiled. "I think it does. How about you, Marco? You get all that?"

Star's heart nearly jumped out of her chest as she turned around to face Marco. "M-Marco! I- we- Janna and I were just… just… playing a game! Yeah!"

"Oh, we were playing a game alright," Janna snickered, trying to contain herself.

"Um…. sooooo….. how's your day going?" Star asked innocently, trying to keep herself composed.

Marco was unconvinced. "What were you two talking about…?"

"Yeah, Star. What were we talking about?" Janna chimed in, still laughing.

The princess tried to think of a way out of this mess, but couldn't think of a plausible excuse. "We… were… talking about… uh..." She continued to postpone the answer, dragging every second out.

Janna finally stopped her laughing and answered for her. "We were talking about how she has a major crush on you and everything."

Star stared at Janna, shocked that she actually said the truth.

It was over. Now Marco knew. And he probably won't want to speak to her again.

So ends the best friendship she ever had.

"That's all?" Marco asked.

Star was… surprised at his response. "What do you… what- but… I- you just found out that I like you, Marco! What do you mean, 'that's it'?"

Marco shrugged. "Well, I didn't just find out. We're already boyfriend and girlfriend, aren't we?"

Star stared at Marco, both in confusion and shock.

"...We… are boyfriend and girlfriend, aren't we?" he asked again, this time more concerned that Star was having second thoughts.

The princess was utterly confused. Her… and Marco? Boyfriend and girlfriend? She turned to Janna who couldn't stop laughing. "I-I can't take this anymore, hahaha! I'll leave you two lovebirds alone!"

Janna walked away to her next class, leaving the two best friends behind.

"You and I… are together?"

"Remember? I confessed to you and asked if you'd be my girlfriend?" Marco started. Star simply stared at Marco in disbelief. "...Star, were you listening to me when I said all this a week ago?"

"Uhhhhh…."

"When we were in that mirror dimension?"

"..."

"We were being chased by a monster and I confessed because I thought we were going to die?"

"..."

Marco sighed, a slight blush appearing on his face. "Well… lemme try again… Star… I really like you and… would you be my girlfr-"

He was cut off by a pair of lips. He was stunned to see Star kissing him so suddenly, but quickly melted into it. She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him with all her bottled up emotions.

Finally.

They parted, their faces red with embarrassment. They stared into each other's loving eyes, coming closer once again. As they were about to kiss again, Marco quietly spoke up…

"...You really don't remember me saying any of this?"

"Oh, be quiet, you."

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