#WAIT i am not a person i am really several rats and i dont remember the words but i think they had a hat?!

[princessmyriad]

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[ramblesofajester]

whispers of a witch (chap1/?

this is just a self indulgent fic for me to write when I feel like shit and yes it will have nsfw

info: they/them, curvy body, glasses, anxiety.

The cool wind sweep past your cheek as you squat down, fingers numbing and turning blue from the constant foraging across the forest floor to fine the herbs you require, its late winter and you have just run out of several herbs you use quite frequently for personal use and when healing the villagers. of course as always there is a catch when you need to get something done. one, you where delivering a baby a good portion of the day, then doing your normal round with the villagers, so soon night is to fall, two the Lycians have been testing there luck with the village borders as of resent, three the only place those herbs are left growing are near Heisenberg's land due to you harvesting all the more accessible ones previously. and just to top it all of duke wouldn't be able to gather a shipment until the next new moon, that being two weeks away so here you are right before dusk cut plants with frozen fingers outside of a missive chain-link fence in the middle of the woods. Gazing around, you are in a small clearing, the village is about a mile, mile and a half to the south west of here. the factory's smoke stacks just visible over the tree line. Sighing you focus on the task at hand, slowly griping the base of the plant you say thanks to the earth and pull it up root and all, listening to the birds as there song slowly drifted thru the trees. standing up you, make your way over to the next bushel of plants emerging from the thin coat of snow. suddenly all the brides stop singing setting off of several alarms in your brain knowing its wasn't you who disturbed them wiping around, franticly looking you hear and see movement all around you just out of sight in the brush you cant tell what it is. assuming it to be Lycians or and angry bear or even a stray ghoul from the castle grounds. garbing the dagger from your boot you crouch down to an defensive position slowly making your way toward the path you came from. as you take a step back slowly a few Lycian emerge from the tree line teeth bared eyes holding a burning hunger. a soft gasp leaves your lips if there are this many you know more are soon to follow

"well shit, I couldn't just go and have an easy day now could I?" you ask the Lycians sarcastically not really expecting a reply. a deep chuckle caught you off guard and in your shock you hear the swift shifting of metal. the feeling of cold steel on your ankle stealing your attention from the fast change of gravity as you are hoisted into the air, dangling like a prized fish. attempting to regain your bearings. you look around seeing the Lycian pack now completely surrounding you.

"well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in," standing clear in the path arm outstretched to hold the chain around you feet taking a step further with every word.

"a lost little bunny, who is hoping around where they should not be..." he says in a little tune with mirth in his step. finally stopping right in front of you raising you so your face is level with his shoulders you reach out attempting to swipe at him with you dagger, as soon as you weapon is revealed is ripped from your grasp and now spinning around you and the lord. a large gloved hand grips your face forcing you to look at lord Heisenberg.

"now I cant tell if that was stupidity, or bravery little bunny but I'm guessing you dont know who I am." he speaks with amusement as he examines your face and, forces you to look at him. you stop squirming long enough to stare at the round shades perched on his nose. this being the first time you have seen the lord this close ,its usually only in passing or from the shadows as to not be noticed, but now you have to admit the stubble and scars, the cocky smile, the smell of oil, pine, smoke, and Tabaco is actually not that bad.

"No I know who you are, just really dont care cause I'm a little busy" you immediately wiggle from his grasp and start reaching for the chain around your ankles. a boisterous laughter is released from behind you and suddenly your falling about a meter, back connecting with the ground a large "oof" emanating from you. Rushing to get the chain from around you ankles it fly from your hands. jumping to your feet you face Heisenberg head held high

"oh... you do know me, so it must be stupidity, that must explain why your on my land as well" Heisenberg ponders aloud." so you must either be lost or have a death wish" he says with a chuckle

"nope not lost, just need some of the herbs here and if you live in this village and haven't runaway or offed yourself you have a death wish" you reply flatly brushing the dirt of of yourself as you stand to gather your things. "now" you say turning back to him "my dragger if you'd please" extending you hand cautiously with and expectants look.

"wow, you've got some balls on you" puffing on his cigar "you better watch that attituded bunny" you are suddenly painfully aware of the small pack of hunger Lycian circling you both "and remember who the man in control is" hand still outstretched you snap back with

"listen hear 'lord Heisenbitch' I am sorry for trespassing on you land but I need 7 different herbs and at least 5oz of each, I need them before tomorrow evening, some of them for mother Miranda, as well as a women who just gave birth in the village. Now unless you wish to explain to Miranda why her healer is missing, and her people dead due to illnesses I would like my dagger back and you and your fine fuzzy companions to kindly fuck of." you knew your words where dangerous but at this point in the evening you really didn't give a fling fuck and the shock on Heisenberg's face when he recognizes you almost made it worth it.

"Wait your Miranda's prized witch, oh man this is great, how have you lasted so long, your so small bunny" this just pissed you off more you want your dagger back but he's just so infuriating. your dont have time for this

"Fine, just keep the dagger" you say shoving past him. Growling at the Lycians blocking the path they stay there ground and growl back, only to glance behind you whimper, and slowly back away clearing the path. A chain roughly wraps around you waist spinning you around and pulling you flush against Heisenberg before returning to his trench coat pocket. blowing his smoke in your face he drawls

"wow wow wow, slow you roll peter cotton tail I ain't being stingy, I just wanna talk a little" as he says this he wraps his arm around you waist slipping your dagger back into its sheath leaving his hand to rest on the dip of your hip, the other griping your chin forcing you to look up at him

"Let. Me. Go!" you hiss out never braking your gaze of his glasses

"now what would Miranda think of this, her pet of the leash, not respecting or listening to your lord" he teases not lessening his grip at all

"I dont give a scraggly rats ass, just let me go you bastard!" you spit at him, resaving a chuckle as a reply .

"ohhh I like you bunny, you've got fight not a lot of that left hear any more. but I need something from you darling, so we are gonna take a little walk back to your place, your gonna help me, then ill help you with your little situation how does that sound there bunny?" spinning you around arm still securely on your waist, he starts to walk still puffing on his cigar, quickly you realize you have no choice in the matter. the Lycians slow start to follow you keeping there distance at about 3 meters back this continues for a wile and it might have even been pleasant having company for once on the walk, you if you ignore the hungry Lycians and the fear Heisenberg will get angry or be done with his little game. slowly the forest edge and the village come in to the distances well as a small well worn foot path leading into a thick pine forest near the base of the Benevento valley

"so bunny, which way is it" Heisenberg ask moving his arm up to rest on your shoulders using the other to jester at the path ways.

"This way" you mumble out, gesturing to the pine foot path. now moving forward on you own accord tiered of being user around like a lost child. you dont make it very far seeing as soon as you start to move away he tightens his grip

"ohh come on bunny, no need to get cold feet. your getting something good out of this too, you just chill a little there thumper" he says smirk never leaving his face.

"well it sure as hell dont feel like it, this feels more like a kidnaping only we are headed to my own dwelling" you watch as the pine trees grow thicker with every passing second drawing closer to your burrow. soon a large moon gate covered in rosemary and lavender comes into a view just beyond it several greenhouses small and large soft light emanating from a few

"Now hold up thumper if you have all of these, what were you doing traipsing around by my factory? you weren't trying to get my attention were you?" he jabs at you obviously trying to get a rise out of you.

"What I was looking for I do not grow because it is local and I had a store of some, but it a since been exhausted, lots of sick ones this season." you replied tiredly seeing as dusk has passed a wile ago and you had been called out well before day brake. now you where just too tired to deal with his shenanigans. continuing forward you approach the door and tap the center of the door with the old iron key handing from your neck three times then you insert it into the keyhole and twist it three times to the right and it slowly creeks open. rushing forwards in an attempt to put some distance between the two of you you start to tend to the fire stroking the coals and adding a few logs. while your bussing your self Heisenberg makes himself at home pulling out a chair and throwing his feet on top of the table and popping a new cigar between his lips . Turning to grab your tea pot you see this unfold waltzing over to him and slapping his feet of the table

"That is mahogany" as you say this he goes to protest " no 'lord' Heisenberg you in my domain now no feet on the table" you snatch the cigar from between his lip and toss it into the fireplace "and no smoking in the main room."

"alright, alright," he says holding his arms in the air "one you could have just put it out and handed it back thumper, and second of all watch who your talking to darlin" to this you quickly respond with

"Still dont care" he gives you grunt as a response

"third of all I still have yet to disclose the nature of my visit I need you to look at something for me" and with that he stands up his chest now centimeters from your nose he reaches for his hat and sunglasses setting them on the table, tossing his trench coat on to the chair. your face quickly turning a shade of red dark enough to rival the radishes out in garden as you realize just what he is doing. pulling of his shirt with a wince. Holding his shirt in his hands, you try not to make your gaze obvious, he slowly turns to reveal a large, deep laceration very poorly bandages and clearly in the throes of a terrible infection. you immediately push all other thoughts aside concern taking its place, you recognized this wound, you where present when he resaved it .

flashback

"you stupid man child, you know nothing you should just leave the talking to the adults like a good little boy"

"shut your dame hole you bitch"

they have been going at it for 37 minutes and counting Alcina said something Karl disagrees and so the back and forth begins about 5 minutes ago Karl brought out his hammer and been waving it out in the open. tensions have been rising and your a little worried it is about to get violent. Anggie who had been watching the argument from you lap starts to vibrate with joy sensing the approaching violence.

"ooooooooohhh its aaboutttttt tooo get goooooodddddd!!!" she sings while hoping off your lap to sit closer on donnas lap seeing as you are perched by the back wall behind Miranda. and just as you both had predicted disaster struck.

"you insolent fool." Alcina suddenly cry's, swiping her hand forward as Karl turns his back to her slashing from shoulder to hip. you immediately rush forward, only to be stopped by mother Miranda holding her arm in your path.

"ENOUGH, stop the foolishness NOW!" Miranda's voice ringing out clear through the entire hall "Heisenberg my son, stand," she demands. he slowly makes his way to his feet now facing mother Miranda "your actions have been stupid and reckless as punishment, I shall leave you with this burden to care for. maybe it will teach you how much effort it takes heal rather than destroy. and what if feels like to live with ones mistakes." you hand covers your mouth as you bite your tongue. you may not like Karl that much but he still is not as bad as they say.

end scene

"BY THE GODS, how has this not healed yet!? have you been rubbing dirt in it? I knew this was a stupid lesson. I knew I should have gone against that two faced, false goddess, pretensive ass, bitch and marched my happy ass to that factor. THAT WAS TWO WEEKS AGO, this should have been gone ages ago!!!" you shout while carefully examining the laceration. quickly you pull out the char he was previously siting on out, so he could sit on it with his back to the fire and lean on the back of the chair. grabbing Heisenberg's shoulders you gently shove him into the chair. rushing around you grab several herbs hanging from the ceiling in bundles. then over to the counter you produce a mortar and pestle along with several oils and extracts

"woooow, thumper slow down, slow down," he chides calmly garbing your shoulders, your arms still packed full of items. slowly he starts to set the items on the table. "now I didn't rub dirt in it, but there might be some oil, its not healed because I have no idea how to treat a wound this large. and what's this about Miranda being a bitch and ignoring orders?" as he says this you realized just how bad you have fucked up.

"OH MY GODS, I didn't mean a word of it lord Heisenberg I meant no disrespect please I am so sorry dont tell mother Miran-" you franticly bow keeping your eyes to the floor hoping he would ether spare you make you death quick. while he clearly doesn't like Miranda or her family he was still a part of it.

"hay hay hay thumper calm down your alright. I'm not gonna go all psycho on you, and your secret is safe with me, your not the only one with unsavory views on that bitch Miranda." your slowly look up at him in shock it is widely know that he disagree with the other lords but this is a first. you gingerly make your way over to the table and start to mix together several herbs and flowers. "and thumper just call me Karl" he says with a flirtatious grin, you blush but grinding the herbs into a powder

"only if you stop calling me thumper." slowly adding some drops of oils to the mixture making a thick green salve.

"well I gotta have something to call you bunny" he say grin stretching across his face as you blush even more now

"well my name is (Y/N) ok, now stop" you say while puffing up you cheek in a pout. rushing behind him so he can no longer see your face and you can apply the salve" this is going to sting" not give him tome to proses any thing you said you rip off the bandages and start to carefully apply the salve. a shout bubbles up in his throat the second the salve touches his shoulder

"SON OF A Bitch..." he snarls" maybe a little more warning next time y/n" as soon as he growls out your name you short circuit you hand no simply resting next to his wound "y/n... y/n" he waits a couple of seconds before trying again. "y/n!" jumping a little you come back to reality " you all good back there" Karl questions

"almost done just need to finish this up, then I will apply bandages, and all you need to do is rest for a day or two" as you Finnish saying this you reach for he bandages and gently begin to properly wrap the wound "this is how you properly wrap a wound Karl" you make sure to say first his name. "go all the way around and over and around the shoulder" slowly and carefully placing the bandages showing him the movements and positions. you move around to the front of lightly wrapping his shoulder "dont go to tight when bandaging joints, it increases mobility but not lose enough to move" as you speak solely focused on you task at hand you dont see Karl staring at your face, a look of adoration on his face which he is quick to drop once you turn to him. gently patting his shoulder "now all you need is a lot of rest and a hot meal" smiling you slowly make your way over to the fire removing the teapot and hanging a medium sized cauldron over the fire. turning kettle in hand you see Karl putting on his hat and going to pull his coat on having already put his shirt on

"well thumper its been wonderful but I have to get back to my-" you cut him off taking his coat and hanging it by the door.

"oh no you don't, you need rest and real food, and not to make any assumptions but I doubt you'll get any of those in your factory" as you say this you put the chair back in its normal position swiftly going to a small spare room on the side. grabbing a thick blanket you walk to the table, and drape it over the back of the chair. patting it flat you open your arms and jester to the chair "now please have a seat food will be done shortly" you say with a smile as he just stand there slack jawed at you attempting to boss him around. slowly he take a seat and just watches as you prepare a cup of tea for you both "hear this should help with the pain" you say handing him a large mug that still looked too small in his hand. you turn and head back to the counter and start dicing us vegetables and some fish to put the cauldron.

"thank you" he mumbles quietly watching you dance about the kitchen a soft smile on his face. "so what's your story? you obviously dont like Miranda so why stay and be her little pet healer on her beck and call." Karl jests wanting to know more about you now that he has the chance with out his stupid family there

"well a long time ago I has someone I had to look out for, they needed help I could not provide it, Miranda could. So I made a deal, help her, and ill do as wish. So I comply to keep her safe and happy, if it went for her, I would have sent that false deity to her flaming grave decades ago." you finished cutting the veggies and meat depositing it in the pot, you make your way opposite of Karl at the table and take a seat. slowly sipping your tea. "now I just tend to the villagers for Miranda and visit my belladonna"

"wait who is belladonna" he askes a look of confusion overtaking his features

"my apologies, I mean donna, before Miranda adopted her and gave her her gift she was a sad and lonely child with parents too ill to save, so after her parents passing, I watched over her and loved her as my own" you say a soft smile on your face looking around the room I was the only one she let touch Anggie, she was such a kind child asking so many questions behind closed doors and always eager to learn new skills" you reminisce the old days setting your now empty cup on the table. "but now she's grown and well, and happy, so that is all that matters" you say curtly standing and heading over the the bubbling pot of stew and giving it a stir.

"so wait your telling me you the witch who raised Benevento," Karl spouts astonishment clear in his voice. "One how are you not dead yet? Two that's why you spend so much time in that spooky ass house, and three how come you aren't an old hag you dont look a day over 25?" even in shock this man some how still manages to throw in a flirt. you give a small chuckle.

"well when I struck my deal with Miranda," you make you way over to a tall cabinet and withdraw two wooden bowls and a large ladle ." donna was just become a young adult, so she new what excepting Miranda's gift would entitle, including the prolonged life." returning to the stew and scooping a hefty serving into Karl's bowl and only filling your half way. "after her parents suicided she couldn't handle the loss another parental figure, her words not mine, she refused the treatment unless Miranda changed me as well." hanging the ladle on the wall and carefully turning back to Karl and making your way to him. "I had already had my go at life and helped as many as I could so I agreed not expecting to come out alive," you say calmly sitting down in the seat acres from Karl. "unfortunately my will was to strong so hear I am now, a fail experiment serving out my end of the deal" you give a sarcastic smile and do a little jazz hands as your story comes to a close. Karl is still for moment then burst into a deep laughter, but still alarmed at your willingness to except death.

"I'm sorry bunny I dont mean to be insensitive," he attempts to suppress his chuckles. "you are really the one that raised donna?"

"yes I am I know its a little hard to believe, but yes." you say solemnly feeling a little weird everyone who knew you too be donnas nanny have long since passed.

"no no no, there ain't nothing wrong with that darlin! In fact you did fucking awesome, out of all of us monsters she has the best manners and turned out the best." he says in a panicked tone, afraid he has said something wrong.

"Karl none of you are monsters, and your ok you didn't say anything wrong" you say quickly adding " none of you are monsters! you and the other were forced into the experiments, unlike donna and I. your only a monster when you subject an enter village to a false religion just to slaughter them for her experiments under the name of a sick false family she has not love for!" you say venom and hate for that hag dripping from each word. a stern but caring look on your face as you look rights in his eyes as you say this "you aren't a monster. you where a kid with out a choice, and now you are a man surviving and your doing amazing in your situation." you cautiously grab his hand resting in the table " you are not a monster no mater who has told you that including your self" He pulls back lightly but does not remove your hand from his., allowing you to rub his knuckles.

"but I-" he starts but you dont let him continue

"nope you cant convince me other wise, I'm the village crazy witch I am all knowing and wise." you say in a cherry tone, garbing his hand with both of yours. using one to tap out a small tune on the back of his hand. that nice deep laughter made an appearance again you have to admit its nice to hear him laugh instead of ague with everyone.

"well dame bunny, can't argue with that logic now can I " A large toothy grin takes over his face little crinkles show at the corners of his eyes. shaking his head he gives a chuckle then picks up the bowl of stew and finishing what was left in the bowl in a few gulps. setting the bowl down he asks "shit that hit the spot, can I just take you home with me and have you cook for me every night that some dame good stew" he jokes. laughing a little you finish your bowl, garbing his you stand and bring them to a bucket at the end of the sink.

"no I cant come home with you every day" rinsing the plates before setting them in the bucket you continue. "but you can come over when ever the lantern on the porch is light, if its not I am either in the village with a patient, or visiting donna or Miranda, or foraging. I am a busy witch Karl, just a warning." he chuckles

"ill make a note of that expect me often that shits good." he says pointing at the pot hanging over the small flames.

"well in that case ill put some in jars so you can take it with you when you leave tomorrow" you say off handedly while making your way over to the pot fishing the leftovers out, and putting it in two large mason jars. out of the corner of your eye you see him deflate a little when you when you mention his departure tomorrow. moving over to a wall of cupboard you store the two jars "to night you can take my bed or the cot in the guest room, though I dont know if you'll fit" you say walking over to said door and opening it reveling a small room with a vanity in the back left corner to the left of the door was a small sink and counter with a basin next to it. opposite to that was a small cabinet and in the back right corner a small wooden cot about half the side of the man now standing directly behind you in the doorway. so close, when he took a deep breath you could feel his shirt brush your, and his warm breath fans across your neck. now with bright red face you make you hastily make you way to the cabinet to the right of the door and start to grab a large quilt and a pillow or two. Karl enters the room looking around taking in the new environment and casually making his way over to the cot and taking a seat. you head over to him staring at the blanket hoping that he would not see your face

"thank you, y/n you really could've just sent my packing I really appreciate it I do" he says with a soft smile resting on his scared face, 'it suites him,' you think to your self 'he should smile more.'

"well hear you go this should be think enough it gets pretty chilly in hear and I haven't fixed the heater yet so if you need more there are some in the cabinet you say gesturing to the cabinet with your head. holding the blanket and pillow out for him to take he reaches hands grazing against yours as he takes them from your hands pulling them closer"

"thanks bunny I re-" he is abruptly cut short by a sharp wine of wood under duress followed quickly by a loud snap of the cot braking a the loud thud of Karl's ass hitting the floor. "OH FUCK" Karl was now the one looking up at you. slapping a hand over your mouth to suppress the laughter about to burst from you.

"OH by the gods, are you ok" you say still trying to hold back the onslaught of giggles offering a hand for him to take

"so this is what the weather is like down here" he says jokingly as you hoist him off the ground carful of his shoulder and back. gently slapping his chest

"I'm only a little shorter than you, ya know" you say "but in light of me needing to purchase a new cot from duke, I guess you'll be sleeping in my bed tonight." he gives you a flirty look

"dame thumper if you wanted me in your bed that bad all you had to do was ask not buries my ass first" he says with a deep chuckle.

"I am not tying to get you in my bed" you say panicked face exploding with red. "I wont even be in it with you, and secondly it wasn't that far of a drop so the only thing damage was you ego and my cot obviously. now come follow me please." you say now attempting to lead him out of the room. Karl looks at you as if he was trying to figure something but soon trailing behind you like a lost puppy. you lead him through the main room down a hallway with three doors heading to the furthest down you push open the heavy wooden door. letting Karl enter first you make your way to the bed garbing your favorite pillow and a thick blanket off the bed spread "well she's all yours" you say jokingly waving your arm over the bed as a invitation dont lay on your back or shoulder" you say making your way back to the door arms now full "sleep well." and with at you turn to leave only to be stopped by a hand on your shoulder.

"wait if I'm sleeping here and I just demolished your spare bed where will you be sleeping" he ask concern lacing his voice a he turn you around to face him

"well ill go clean up the old cot and then ill just use some spare blankets as a mattress for the night." you say with out a second thought.

"no no no, I will not let you do that you have done enough for me. I'll just go back to my factory and be out of your hair." your face scrunches up.

"you say that as if I am annoyed by you, but I can assure you, you do not annoy me. next I wont let you leave this hut you need to rest and I need to change those bandages as soon as you wake." you say no room for argument evident in your voice. "and if you have such an issue using my bed but I apologies its the only one, and I wont let you sleep on the floor with that wound." you with finality.

"then I guess well just have too share it. cues I will just jump through a window to go back home" he say with a laugh. you have no idea if he was joking or not. still, gazing up at his face the smirk remained "so" he asks "which will it be will you join me or and I gonna have to practice my long distance sprint." you sigh growing tired with every passing second your long day finally catching up too you. no longer having any energy to argue.

"fine" you huff out walking over to the bed where Karl was I like the right side" climbing in you take a body pillow from the back of the bed putting it in the middle " you better stay on your half of the bed old man" you say climbing back down from the bed and heading a dresser under a large window. you produce a pair of sleep thin pants and a large think white long sleeved shirt. "I need to change so ether steep out or just dont look." to tired to care at this point you look over your shoulder and see him turned away from you sitting on the left side of the bed. replacing your dirty clothe with fresh sleep pants and a oversized top. garbing a spare pair of large sleep pants and shirt before making your way back to the bed, flopping onto it comically ,while tossing the change of clothing on his side of the bed "hear you go, this should fit" he looks down at the articles of clothing.

"well thank you bunny," undoing his belt and changing his pant, completely ignoring the new shirt. "but uhhh I dont think that shirt is gonna work though" he says smirk evident in his voice.

"and why would that be-" you ask confusion clear on you face as you roll over to face him without thinking. face exploding in color as you freeze up, now staring at his bare chest brain loosing any train of thought.

"my eyes are up hear now bunny," he says with a deep chuckle "but please dont let me interrupt your staring. as for why I never sleep with one its confining" smirk never leaving his face, as he lays down on his half of the mattress. quickly you roll over

"I wasn't staring, I zoned out. Just toss the shirt on to the top of the dresser" he gives another chuckle but says nothing. pulling the thick comforter up to you chin due to the chill, reaching over you turn the knob on the lantern smothering the flame. "good night Karl sleep well" you say without a second thought closing your eyes slowly, reality fading out as you hear Karl

"goodnight thumper sleep well" a gentleness to his tone that sends the rest of the way to sleep.

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ps: please forgive my horrid grammar

[mar-bluu]

How do you reckon Elmer and Buttons would react if Lucy got pregnant? Can just imagine how excited Elmer'd be, calling everyone like "im gonna be a grandad!"

Akdksoske ohmygosh okay!!! (This is gonna be my long, and incomprehensible ramblings, sorry!!)

So! One day Elmer's sitting in the kitchen eating his breakfast when Lucy walks in and just throws up right in front of him. Elmer's like "oh okay that's nice, you do that, yeah right in front of my toast, okay" and Lucy just walks out and leaves him to clean it up. So Elmer finishes up his toast and cleans up Lucy's mess when Buttons walks in. Elmer's like "Lucy threw up just before but i cleaned it up, so be careful, the floor might be wet." And Buttons goes "huh, she threw up yesterday as well." So they're a little concerned but chalk it up to her probably eating grass. The next day, however, when she throws up again, they're like "okay something might be wrong, let's take her to the vet" so they bundle her up in the car and drive down to the vets, Elmer's quietly freaking out because all he can think of is the absolute worst, and Buttons is trying to keep him calm, saying that its probably nothing as he tries to stay calm as well.

They pull up and head inside. As theyre sitting in the waiting room, Lucy throws up again, so the lady at the desk is like "okay, we should probably look at that like, now." So Lucy's brought into a side room and Buttons explains that she's been off her food and vomiting for the last few days. So the vet's like "is she spayed?" And Elmer and Buttons look at each other like "is she??" So they say that they're unsure and the vet's like "okay, well we're gonna do an ultrasound real quick" Lucy's whisked off to the back room for an ultrasound and now, Elmer's f r e a k i n g out. "Buttons, she could've eaten something really bad! What if she's been poisoned? Did we remember to give her her heartworm tablets? Did we check her for ticks!?" And Buttons is trying to stay calm and reassure Elmer, and theyre both too busy worrying about Lucy to notice the vet coming back. She opens the door to the two of them panicking, and just sets Lucy down on the examination table, waiting for Elmer and Buttons to notice. Lucy sits on the table with her tail wrapped around her paws and meows loudly. That gets their attention, and the turn to the table, holding each other's hands nervously. "Well," the vet starts "Lucy's gonna be just fine." Elmer and Buttons share a look of relief. "But," they begin to grow nervous again "you might wanna consider kiddie proofing the house, cause Lucy's gonna be a mama"

The two of them are completely silent, staring open mouthed between the vet and their cat, who stares proudly back. "What?" The vet just nods, giving Lucy a scratch behind her ears. "A mother of seven, actually. Or at least thats how many i can see." Buttons squeals excitedly as Elmer tackles him in a hug "we're gonna be grandparents!!" The vet laughs along before stepping them through the pregnancy process. She walks them to the counter and gives them a card to an all-hours house call vet who can help them if they're worried about or during birth. They thank the vet and bring Lucy home.

The second they got inside Elmer's on the phone to everyone telling them the good news as Buttons lectures Lucy about running off and getting pregnant. Everyone's so happy for them (especially Davey who's a big cat person, though he doesn't often show it and Mush who comes over as soon as possible with extra cat food and bedding) and Buttons and Elmer spend 110% of their attention on Lucy and making sure she's comfortable ("pregnant cats are called queens, Buttons, we should treat her like one!" "She has three beds stacked on top of each other and enough food to last her a life time, i dont think she needs another cat-box" "fine, but we need to get her a "world's best mum" cat bowl!")

Anyway! One morning at about 2:40 am Elmer wakes up to Buttons shaking his shoulder. "It's happening!" "What?" "It's happening!!" "Wha- oh, oh!" He springs out of bed as Buttons dials the emergency vet. Elmer sprints through the house, finding Lucy huddled in a corner, washing her fur. Elmer kept his distance, not wanting to annoy her, as he tried to keep his excitement quiet. Not too long after that the emergency vet arrived, following Buttons into the room. He said there wasnt a lot he can do, as Lucy seemed to be handling it very well, so they sat there and talked about Lucy, if this was her first litter, how well she'd been dealing with the pregnancy etc. They waited there for an hour and a bit, cooing over pictures of the vet's own kittens, before Lucy gave birth to the last of her kittens. The vet monitored Lucy for another half hour or so before heading off, ("make sure to take them to the vets within a week or two for a wellness check") and Elmer and Buttons move in closer for a look at the newest additions to their family. They count the kittens, finding another 2 the vet missed, and excitedly snap pictures and send them to their friends. As they continue to melt over the kittens, they notice that while a lot of them have the same black and white colourings of their mother, a few of them were a pretty orange, that looked suspiciously like the ginger cat who lived down the street. Buttons made a mental note to have a stern talking to with him the next time they saw him.

Already Elmer's thinking of names for the kitties, sending options to the groupchat (only Race is awake and his suggestions include Professor Cheeseball and Sir Meatball Daggertooth, which he reads out to Lucy who doesn't look too pleased with them) Buttons had already picked a name for one, Tigger, which they settled on giving to the biggest ginger fluffball. They settled on Gizmo for the kitty that looked like a little clone of his mum, then waited for the others to wake up and help (Race is officially banned from naming anything after suggesting Moldy Stink Rat) Elmer and Buttons sat on the couch and watched Lucy with her new babies, wrapped in each others arms, as they fall asleep listening to Lucy meow softly to her kittens.

After about three months, the kittens were all named (Tigger, Gizmo, Oreo, Luna, Willow, Sunny, Marmalade, Cedar, and after lots and lots and lots of pestering from his human counterpart, the last one was named Jack) and had their appropriate vet work done. Davey appointed himself as godfather and was over any time he could ("where are my babies? I want to see my babies!" *scoops up Gizmo* "And how's mama Lucy going?") Mush and Blink would come and visit them frequently too, always bringing little toys and things for the kittens to play with. Cedar had taken a real shine to Mush and Blink, and would always go running towards them whenever he heard their voices. (Elmer and Buttons had a feeling of who they wanted to give Cedar to when the time came) Jack couldn't come over as frequently as the others but would constantly text Elmer and Buttons for updates on Cat-Jack, and had a picture of his kitty twin in his wallet and would show it off proudly to anyone who asked.

Unfortunately come month 4, Buttons and Elmer had to make the tough decision of giving away their precious babies. Lucy was just as upset as the two of them, but they couldn't keep looking after all of them, they'd already lost a pair of shoes, two pillows and several cups and glasses. So they needed to make sure the kitties went to the best of homes. Naturally Davey offered to take two (Oreo and Marmalade), Katherine took Willow, Barney adopted Luna, and Albert got Sunny. Elmer and Buttons asked Blink and Mush if they wanted to take Cedar, but they were slightly hesitant as they didnt want him to be overwhelmed by all the other animals (though they seriously had to restrain themselves from accepting right away) So Elmer and Buttons held onto him (tho they had a feeling that in a month or so he'd be living on the farm) Jack obviously adopted mini him, and Gizmo and Tigger stayed with Buttons and Elmer

Every month or so, they would all organize a meet up together, usually at Buttons' and Elmer's house so Lucy could see her babies again, and have kitty hangouts. Lucy, Elmer and Buttons miss the other kittens a lot, but they're happy knowing that they're with good families and good homes :)

Also Lucy definitely got spayed after bc they couldn't deal w the heartbreak of giving away kittens again, and also to help keep kitties off the streets, and the cat from down the road got a very stern talking to

[cwombw]

isn’t life great?

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void-Yesterday at 11:25 PM

wtf do you even have to say to me

ArchaicArcade-Yesterday at 11:26 PM

I just, if youre this upset with riley for doing then we need to talk about this so you understand

void-Yesterday at 11:27 PM

im ALLOWED to be hurt that he thinks i can NEVER be trusted AGAIN for no apparent reasonif you cant recognize that then WOW

ArchaicArcade-Yesterday at 11:27 PM

He doesn't think thatHe blocked people he's know for years

void-Yesterday at 11:27 PM

then WHY the MCFUCK did he block me and why are you saying i should just shut up about it and get over iti cared about him damnit i say him as my own fucking childyoure not who i thought you were lmfao

ArchaicArcade-Yesterday at 11:28 PM

He's just really scared right now, youre allowed to be upset but try to underastand

void-Yesterday at 11:28 PM

im done tbh?i blocked him back.its what he wants anyway

ArchaicArcade-Yesterday at 11:29 PM

if you feel that's what you want. he's just scared and hiding from everything

void-Yesterday at 11:29 PM

and yet hes still in dandys friendchat.

ArchaicArcade-Yesterday at 11:30 PM

He left active chats right off the bat and then got scred people would hate him and stoped

void-Yesterday at 11:30 PM

whatever then.too bad star came home im this close to self harmingim  going to talk to her and hope shecan calm me down from a meltdown

ArchaicArcade-Yesterday at 11:31 PM

I just, he's literally dying rn, please try to understandAnd please stay safe

void-Yesterday at 11:31 PM

you also need to understand that others are having similar reactions due to his actions just now

ArchaicArcade-Yesterday at 11:33 PM

youre having a heart problem? you were so upset you had a heart attack last night? I'm sorry but I dont think this is comperable

void-Yesterday at 11:33 PM

i meant the goddamn breakdown thing

ArchaicArcade-Yesterday at 11:34 PM

I'm sorry i misunderstoodHe jsut doesnt want anyone to see him die

void-Yesterday at 11:39 PM

i f he wants to push everybody away and ruin every good friendship he had and also ruin the dnd kin thing, fine. im not going to open my arms to him anymore.i dont hate him.but the wanting nothing to do eith each other thing is mutual now.

ArchaicArcade-Yesterday at 11:40 PM

i hope you understand that i stand with him on this. he just doesnt want to hurt people if he actually dies

void-Yesterday at 11:41 PM

if he actually diesso if he doesnt, what. hes gonna be like "heyyy.. fingerguns sorry that i ruined all my friendships, amde people hate me, and made people panic" i dont play ehadgames like that and i refuse to do that with him.plus, idk. iunno. maybe it should be our choice if we want to stick with him even if hes on his death bed?by doing this its hurting more than watching hiom die

ArchaicArcade-Yesterday at 11:43 PM

He's in the hospital and they said things arent looking good. he's terrifiyed and I think you should remember hes only 16. he's just scared as any dying kid would be

void-Yesterday at 11:44 PM

.. so wait. let me get this straight . he decided to. block. every single one of his online friends, out of fear of hurting them. but he didnt try to distance himself from his irl ones, even though it should be thje same fear that drove him to block everybody online in the first place.iwhatnothis boils down to paranoia and distrustwhy exactly, does he  let his irl friends care for him but wont let his online ones do the same

ArchaicArcade-Yesterday at 11:45 PM

It;s easier to block people you don't know in personI just, I cant do this. hes a scared kin and that's all there is to it

void-Yesterday at 11:46 PM

okim dropping itfeel free to block mefigure you want nothing to do with me anymore eitherJune 8, 2018

ArchaicArcade-Today at 12:01 AM

no it's just I need a bit

ArchaicArcade-Today at 8:34 AM

I'm sorry to say this but I've know Riley way longer and well, I choose him over you. I feel terrible but I need to side with my best friend here

void-Today at 11:56 AM

there shouldnt even be a side but okay. i had a feeling y'all weren't telling the truth. because i forgot last night but now i remember that he certainly did not block everybody he was friends with online and the chat in gov kin is evident as such, since people there could still message him.

you all have fun lying now. but i want you both to remember that i would have gone above and beyond for the both of you because i trusted you, cared about you, and loved you.thanks for ripping away a part of my life.

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s/o-Today at 7:48 AM

Fuck meRiley is the rat talking to lou

s/o-Today at 11:01 AM

Let me know if you are okay.

void-Today at 11:59 AM

.....wow.

s/o-Today at 11:59 AM

He shared our entire dm

s/o-Today at 12:00 PM

God me too

void-Today at 12:01 PM

you know i have a feeling all their friends were in on it and he didnt even have a heart attack last night

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s/o- you know I never had a grudge against you, and I wasn't in a good place either when you were in my life. please leave me out of your mouth and i'll continue leaving you out of mine. Don't dis GAK either, it's a quiet kin family. -Lex's "live in" partner.

s/o- also I'm carful about the ages of the people I talk too, and that "flirting with a minor thing" not sure who that was at all? I'm sure it had something to do with the nonsense in KK. Anyway last message I will send unless you choose to respond. Yesterday at 4:53 AM

agenderdad420/mysterypeaches the minor was jeremie diioscuri and the offending behavior was via discord in a mutuals server that he had created Yesterday at 2:26 PM s/o- Now i know what you are talking about. I was mislead about his age. But I also never flirted with him. I sent him an NSFW meme once and his little friends started making wild accusations of me. And I do feel bad for offending him, but I didn't know he was a minor.

s/o- That is also how I personally got kicked from KK. I kicked Alex from KK the previous night because it was behaving destructively Today at 7:44 AM

agenderdad420/mysterypeaches thats not an accusation thats straight up telling the truth

s/o- Talking about trans stuff? I was literally complaing about tucking. I also really feel stabbed in the back right now. You think you know someone

agenderdad420/mysterypeaches you... knew who? look idk what you deem appropriate to talk to minors about but maybe it differs for us

s/o- i don't think a trans vent between two trans people is inappropriate if he was squicked by that he could've told me lol. not go sharing a private convo with you. (and i'm not blaming you for that)

agenderdad420/mystery peaches i will say that there is often an inherent power dynamic between older and younger members that maybe made him more uncomfortable

s/o- you know i can take the blame if I fucked up. I hope you know that I've changed a ton since KK. and since I your drama with Lex started. All I want is to be a good person and contribute something to my fellow kinnies.\

agenderdad420/mysterypeaches honestly i havent really kept up w either you or alex since that point, but i dont doubt you can take accountability for your actions.

agenderdad420/mysterypeaches i just hope that there is change that goes along w acknowledgement and perhaps there has been

s/o- I don't speak for lex. But i just want peace Today at 9:21 AM

agenderdad420 fair

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s/o - Today at 7:49 AM Apparently riley is the one talking to the person who made my callout Do you have a problem with me arcade? 

ArchaicArcade - Today at 8:07 AM no 

s/o - Today at 8:16 AM I guess i squicked him with something i said 

ArchaicArcade - Today at 8:17 AM i guess 

s/o - Today at 8:19 AM My brain: hes sick because of you 

s/o - Today at 12:02 PM I know you have your reasons  for what you guys are doing. But I hope Riley knows how deep he cut me. I would've given you both the moon.

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not only have these people caused me to have a severe anxiety attack, they caused my partner the same, as well as many others who weren’t even a part of this.

they have caused me to feel suicidal and paranoid, to want to self harm

as for agenderdad420/mysterypeaches, they have sent me anon hate before, accused me of being racist for my neopronouns (all while saying they’re not against neopronouns, lol), and blew up at me for dropping them after they told me they didn’t like that i was trying to set boundaries for my borderline behaviors with them, and that i was confiding in them everything that was going on with me at the time (which was heavily toxic and depressing towards me) they have used language against me that is ableist and abuse apologetic in nature and their claims otherwise are blatant lies.

i had previously published the majority of the anon hate before deleting it from my blog after a while due to discomfort of having drama on my blog.

they have taken to stalking me to find out more past drama about me, as well as taking false anecdotes from others who claim my s/o has been inappropriate with minors to the point of grooming them, which is 1000000000000000% untrue and taken greatly out of context and skewed into something that never happened.

talking about trans issues isn’t grooming, sending a nsfw meme to a person who my s/o believed to be an adult isn’t grooming.

these people are pure evil and have been planning this for a long time from what i’ve gathered.

they are dangerous and unpleasant and will apparently stop at nothing to obtain their goal, whatever it actually is. as evident as one of them faked a heart attack and may have faked an entire condition.

update 7/17/2018

after speaking to rileys sister who he abused for a good part of their life, as well as ruined it and made their mom send them to live with their aunt, i’ve since learned that this is serial abusive behavior and he has also physically beat his younger siblings, is a pathological liar, and everything i’ve thus learned about him 100% fits his m/o.

he can try all he wants to pretend that he got better and has improved but all i see if that he got better methods.

faking a heart attack in order to call my gf a pedophile for talking about trans issues is fucking despicable.

another thing i’ve discovered is that he did in fact assault the person who he says assaulted him 

and the fact he freaked out over a poorly written callout like that, no offense to the victim is kinda funny and really telling. if he was innocent then why bother mentioning anything? i dont think that many people saw it.

i’ve also learned that archaicarcade, aka julien/julian (and plenty of other past names) also has a past of fucking people over very quickly into friendships and relationships and changing their name and other information in order to hide their past.

in fact.. riley hangs out with a lot of weird people, including somebody who was brainwashed by their older brother to be transphobic, and julien, whos relationship with the minors he surrounds himself with is suspect at best.

he also keeps company with a jehovah’s witness, which i shouldn’t have to explain how problematic that is.

my current thoughts about this is that riley while not innocent at all may be being groomed by julien is who also grooming others with help from his other adult buddies they all hang with. i have no sympathy for riley though after what occurred, whatsoever.

just 10-20 minutes ago somebody on a sockpuppet from wilson, north carolina sent me hate after checking out this callout post for riley, this is the screenshot i took

i’ve since blocked and reported the sockpuppet, even if this doesnt belong to riley, its clearly from one of his brainwashed supporters. amazing that a month later they still want to start shit. but this? this is pathetic.

look riley and co. i, my gf, my bf, my other bf, and all my friends know the truth. you’re fucking liars and fakes and abusive and groom people. do the universe a favor and go to long term therapy or maybe just never go online ever again with any device, anytime, anywhere, ever. and in fact hole yoruself up in your homes and never speak to anybody ever again because you clearly can’t help yourselves from finding new targets to fuck with.

emotional terrorism at its finest.

[spoonass69]

big rant type post/ story thingy:

TW/CW:

abuse mentions, r*pe mentions, kinda just talking about my experience with being a baby activist and learning how authority figures and my white peers act in these kinds of situations

anyways a year after i entered public school in about 6th grade, one of the teachers decided to have her whole class sit in silence, without moving, on the grass for a whole recess because a few kids were too loud in the hallways on their way to recess. so naturally my friends and i talked about how unfair it was and we organized a peaceful protest consisting of me and about 4 other kids. we planned on having signs and informational pamphlets and sitting on the grass.

that day i went home and had my mom help me research how recess was not only beneficial, but necessary for kids. then i wrote up a paper on why collective punishment was unfair and how taking away recess was actually just hurting students and i even gave alternative solutions so they could still like punish kids who were loud in the hallways or something

the next day, i walked into school with my big rainbow cardboard sign saying “recess is a right not a privilege” when i got to breakfast, i saw none of my friends had signs or anything. they told me they didnt think i was serious, despite agreeing the previous day to be a part of this. that was fine though, i can handle this all on my own since i have all the things i need.

i walked up to class once the bell rang, and i put my stuff in my locker for the day. i realized by sign wasnt going to fit, so i put it in the windowsill in the hallway directly outside my classroom to wait until recess, and i went to go sit at my desk and start my bellwork.

about a minute later, my teacher came in and asked me to step out into the hallway with her, ehich was weird since class hadn’t even started yet so why wouldnt she just tell me what she needed to in the classroom.

i stepped out into the hallway and she went into this whole thing about how i had put my sign facing outwards in the window, which also happened to be right next to where some oarents dropped off their kids. she was mad because “other parents are gonna think were not letting you have recess!!” (which was what was happening, pretty regularly actually, this past incident was just the last straw). she continued to yell at me, i dont even really remember all that she said both because it happened so long ago and because at the time i was being abused at home and tended to panic very very hard whenever anyone showed that they were upset with me at all, which lead to me kinda auto deleting the memories. whatever she was saying, her tone was scary and hurtful enough to make me absolutely bawl, in front of the entire 6th grade class that was still entering the classrooms around me. even after i, through a stream of tears and snot, very timidly said i just wanted to stand up for my classmates, she continued to yell at me for a good 5 minutes.

the other 6th grade teacher stood by and watched, let all the other kids watch. i was not a rebellious kid, i did everything in my power to only seem happy and not show vulnerability, i had to do that to survive. i wasnt a troublemaker or anything like that, the teacher actually really liked me before this, i was quiet and always did my work and followed the rules. this was my first offense. it wasnt even an offense, i was simply asking my teachers not to treat my friends and classmates unfairly. and i got screamed at to the point of panic and sobbing, to going completely out of character. and my peers would not say anything. my peers would not stand with me. they would not admit that i was not the sole person that wanted to do this, and of course i wouldnt rat them out. but worst of all, the other adult there, that was supposed to protect me, stood there and watched. silently. knowing the abuse that was going on at home. they both knew. they both knew i only had good intentions. they both knew i would never start anything too rowdy on purpose. neither of them even tried talking to me calmly or asking what was going on. they wouldnt even read the pamphlets i made.

there are some key elements here i want to highlight.

my peers abandoned me, and let me try and make things better for them after agreeing to have my back (i almost never missed recess because i had to follow rules perfectly to survive). they then let me take all the blame and the punishment

the adults who were supposed to care about me and protect me responded with aggression and hostility when i wanted to peacefully ask them to stop harming my friends

the adults who were supposed to care about me and protect me stood by and watched as one of their coworkers screamed at a sobbing child who was already dealing with abuse at home

this was the first situation, that has fit into countless amounts of patterns as ive learned more about oppression and activism.

at worst, the people in power will only respond to peaceful pleas for respect with violence. at best they will sot by and watch as others perpetrate that violence for them.

there are a lot of people, specifically other white people in my experience, who will ask you for support, loyalty, help or anything when dealing with things such as homophobia from peers or just general bullying but then when you are in a situation where you need them to put themselves at risk to help you and support you in a meaningful way, they completely turn on you.

this last one i feel like can get misinterpreted so im gonna give this example

a friend wanted me to support them and have their back when one of our mutual friends was bullying them, i said of course and made sure my friend did not feel any guilt after cutting the mutual friend out of their life and i also cut them out of mine. when pointed out to that same friend how one of their friends was being disrespectful towards me after i called them out for being supportive of police during the blm protests, and i told them i wasn’t comfortable being friends with someone who was friends with people who disrespected me they told me i was trying to control who they were friends with and i was being unreasonable, and then promptly went and made fun of me

i give my friends support and try to work with them to make pur environment safer and happier for everyone, but when we’re put in a tough spot, i get thrown under the bus because im usually the only one who wholeheartedly wants to do something, who wants to put the effort into caring for my friends and keeping them safe

ive seen this specifically happening all over my area, i dont know if this goes for other places in the US, but it feels like i am pretty relatively alone, im seeing everyone from my old school or from nearby schools calling themselves activists, saying the support these movements, saying they agree with all these ideas, but only follow through if its not only convenient, but if it will make them look good to a significant amount of people and if the action is basically spoon fed to them.

im not sure if i really have a message or a point to this but i felt like this information does have some kind of message in it somewhere that i just can quite articulate yet.

i guess just generally, if youre seeing these things happen too and youre also feeling alone and frustrated, dont give in to people who wont put their social standing at risk to stand up for you, if youre noticing these patterns and sticking up for your friends or peers in general despite the risks then you deserve people who will put in the same effort to care about you.

also i know some people cant put in the effort, i did have a lot of people reach out to me when i was very publicly calling people in my area out for standing by while their peers were racist/antisemetic. they told me that some people cant stand up for others due to anxiety or idk the risk of losing all their friends would be bad for their mental health. but yk i have a severe anxiety disorder and cptsd, and i did lose all 15 of my friends and my boyfriend in one day in freshman year of highschool after i told them i couldnt hang out with them if they were gonna hang out with trumpies. then for a week they all messaged me separately telling me i was a crazy bitch. then for 6 months told everyone new i tried to make friends with or date that i was a crazy bitch (but far more convincingly) even though i blocked them all, didnt mention them, did my best not to think about them, and even changed my routes to all my classes so i couldnt pass any of them in the hallways. but even after the trauma that caused me, it was the only right and reasonable thing to do. no matter how badly i was doing, it would not compare to the damage me being friends with them and enabling their behavior could do to someone in the future, because enabling those people is how we end up with men who rape and murder women. and even if all that wasnt the most important aspect of this, staying friends with those people would have messed me up astronomically worse than cutting them off did.

(just to make it super clear tho, im not expecting people of the marginalized communities to put their safety at risk to stand up to their own opressors, i am expecting mostly white kids to put their idk social status and comfort asside and stand up to your friends or other people in general when theyre harming others)

[jinwoostro-archive]

rules: once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 92 truths about you.  at the end choose 25 people to be tagged

Tagged by: @jakganim​ and @astrofireworks​ (bc they love me sm 😜)

Tagging: uhhhhh 25 friends???? asjk mmkay @moonbeams-and-sanshine @blingkwan @93sehyoon @kim-sehyooned @cha-eunwoow @sxhyoon @softsocky (dont have to do this if u dont wanna btw)

last:

drink: teA (bc when do i never drink tea?)

phone call: my sister, wondering when tf she was gonna come home from school

text message: “Great! i hate it!” skjd my friend who decided to send a video of a sewer rat

song you listened to: Yonas - photo (which ya girl finally managed to learn lmao)

time you cried: ........when am i not? but yesterday? idk?

have you ever:

dated someone twice: nope

been cheated on: nada

kissed someone and regretted it: i have virgin lips

lost someone special: yes

been depressed: yes

been drunk and thrown up: nah

in the past year have you:

made a new friend: idk if i’d call these losers my friends 🙄 (jkjk ily all)

fallen out of love: give me some love to fall into first

laughed until you cried: heck yeah

met someone who changed you: definitely

found out who your true friends are: um i dont rlly know? ive discovered some friends which i dropped lmao and im still confused tbh

found out someone was talking about you: god bless screenshots :’)

general:

how many people on tumblr do you know in real life?: tbh i’ve met @artist-aroha once... (bich we should meet up again tf but after ya exams okie?) and 2 other ppl here but they’ve deactivated rip,,,,, (patiently waits for me to go to uni so i can meet several ppl) :))))

do you have any pets?: :(((( noooooo

do you want to change your name?: idk, the reason why i dislike it is bc i hate certain people saying my name so i associate it when them but at the same time... it’s me?

what time did you wake up this morning: fUCK 2:24pm apparently

what were you doing last night: i honestly dont remember, everything was a haze 

name something you cannot wait for: UNI UNI UNI FINALLY FUCKIN LEAVING THIS PLACE WOO

have you ever talked to a person named tom?: i had a friend who had a bro called tom but no one else

what’s getting on your nerves right now: :)))))))) daya

blood type: i..idk?

nickname: lala, lan, lanlanna, na, trash panda (jk i gave that one to myself)

relationship status: #SingleLyfe

zodiac sign: Sagittarius

pronouns: she/her

favorite show: meerliin??? idk? that’s the only show that i still rewatch and the characters still affect me lmao

college: currently out of education but im goin back to it

hair color: brown :’) (watch when i go lilac tho)

do you have a crush on someone: @ eunwoo and sehyoon..... hi

what do you like about yourself: i guess i can be caring lmao

firsts:

first surgery: on my chin bc i used my cousins buggy as a slide and put it against the cupboard and i hit my chin on the corner of it and i still remember my uncle holding me in the car on the way to the hospital even tho i was 6 (bih i still have the scar lmao) also is this why im known as having a clumsy ass????

first piercing: akjsn my mum got my ears pierced when i was 1 but i got upper lobes done on my 17th bday woop

first sport you joined: athletics team

first vacation: okAY we went to kurdistan when i was 4 and all i remember is 3 things. throwing up in the car, my dad getting his passport fixed there and my aunt force feeding me yoghurt  

first pair of sneakers: AT THAT AGE MY MUM BOUGHT ME EVERYTHING IDK

right now:

eating: havent eaten today

drinking: ^^^

i’m about to: listen to these new songs my friend recced

listening to: Russ - Yung God (a good ass song)

want kids: .....not now biCH im 19 (but like,,, in the future if my mind hasn’t changed then i’d like to adopt)

get married: i dont see myself getting married sooooo

career: this whole thing is a bunch of IDK bc i really don’t, on the one hand...a stable career but on the other hand i’d love to be part of the storyboard team on a movie franchise so....

which is better:

lips or eyes: sucker for both

hugs or kisses: huGS ND CUDDLES

shorter or taller: bearing in mind how short i am,,,im gonna go with taller

older or younger: older

romantic or spontaneous: hmm more romantic?

sensitive or loud: both

hookup or relationship: relationship bc i get attached easily nd im too anxious for hookups lmao

troublemaker or hesitant: akdkjas im drawn to troublemakers bc i love excitement BUT at the same time, i prefer hesitant?? idk how to describe it

have you ever:

kissed a stranger: virgin lips

drank hard liquor: didnt wanna tbh but i did

lost contacts/glasses: no contacts or glasses to lose

sex on first date: :))))))) bitch please

broken someone’s heart: god i hope not

been arrested: it’s an experience i wanna try :))

turned someone down: yes

fallen for a friend: yes

do you believe:

in yourself: whomst is that?

miracles: philosophy messed with my mind so im in between here

love at first sight: love can develop from physical attraction at first sight

[icanneverbesatisfied]

I Need Your Help-- Part Three

Word Count: 4800

Summary: your sister is getting married in two weeks, and your mother demands that you bring a date. Who better than broadway star, Lin-Manuel Miranda?

Notes: thanks SO much to @timesarehardfornewsies for proofreading and making sure this didn't suck. ❤️

Tags: @secretschuylersister @anthonyramosobc @withthatbitch @imwritingmywayout @tinyturrtle @chloehamiltonn

Warnings: swearing, alcohol, self esteem issues, a terrible mom

“Lin, wake up,” you shook him lightly, and his eyes fluttered open. Goddammit, his eyes are pretty. “Do you realize what we did?” His eyes widened a little bit, and a startling presence of mind seemed to grab him full force.

“Oh shit,” he sat up, beginning to scramble around the room to find his clothes. You followed suit, pulling on a pair of underwear and a shirt.

You turned around, running square into an extremely shirtless Lin. You'd seen him shirtless countless of times--you practically lived in his dressing room, it was bound to happen--but you'd never been pressed against him like this. He smelled good, you couldn't exactly pinpoint what it was, but it was good nonetheless. He had a mole on his side, why it took you a year in Broadway with him to notice, you had no clue. You were so in love with him that it was stupid.

“We should probably-- um-- get dressed,” Lin said, rubbing the back of his neck after taking a step away from you.

“Good idea.” You took several steps backwards, and grabbed a pair of jeans from your duffel bag. “Mom and Kalena are expecting us for breakfast, anyway.”

“Wait, they are?” He asked, the colour draining out of his cheeks. Why was he so bothered at the news?  

“Yeah, it's no big deal,” you said, waving your hand. “Mom’ll probably just make comments on how much I'm eating, but nothing worse than that… in case you wanted to know.”

Lin said nothing in reply, choosing to remain silent.

The breakfast was going terrifyingly well.

Kalena had picked a little diner in town that always made great breakfasts, and that both of you had loved since you had been young.

Your mother hadn't said anything remotely cruel yet, although she had asked Lin questions about Hamilton and the writing process and had asked about your relationship. Somehow, your mom being civil had you more on edge than her usual commentary on your choices did.

And then there was Lin.

He never looked at you if you were looking at him, but you had caught him staring at you at least a dozen times. His eyes seemed a little brighter whenever he mentioned an intricately fabricated detail of your fabricated relationship.

After a while, you excused yourself to the restroom, and you were certain that Lin watched you walk away.

“So, Lin, I have to ask.” Lin snapped back out of his lovestruck daze at the sound of your mother's voice.

“I… yes?” He was expecting a question like ‘why would someone like you stay with someone like Y/N.’ But the question he was asked would have knocked him off his feet if he would have been standing.

“Do you really care about my daughter?” She looked deadly sincere-- her face set, her eyes casting a different kind of warning than their usually cruelty. “I don't want you breaking Y/N’s heart.”

Lin cast a terrified glance at Kalena, who looked back at him with the same terrified look, before shrugging.

“I-- I love her very much,” Lin said.

For the first time all morning, he wasn't telling a lie.

---

The breakfast passed quietly and easily after you came back, but you knew the day would be hectic. Your sister was getting married, which felt like the wildest concept. You could still remember building pillow forts and telling ghost stories. The idea of her getting married just seemed so unnatural. But you were excited. Kalena was happy, this was the best you could ever hope her to have.

Before you knew it, you were being whisked off with your sister and mother to get ready. You already hated the prospect of people seeing you in the dress your mother had mocked and criticized, but you'd do it for your sister. That's what you always did.

“Let's go over the schedule again,” your mom was saying, and you already felt panicked. There was no way your mother's mood at the diner was permanent-- there has to be something coming.

“We’ll get hair done-- Y/N’s, especially. That… mess… has to be dealt with, you're also getting makeup done professionally-- thank God.” Your mother continued on, and you wanted to screw your eyes shut and hideaway somewhere. You knew her good mood at breakfast wouldn't last.

“Y/N, you okay?” Kalena whispered, your mom still continuing on.

“Yeah, I'm alright,” you said, blowing out a breath. You would survive this, and then you'd go back to New York-- putting thousands of miles between you and your mother sounded great right about now.

Your mother hovered while your hair was being done-- the look was simple enough, but your mother felt the need to over complicate it. Every strand of hair had to be perfectly in place, every pin placed strategically.

Finally, after what felt like one million years, your mother deemed your hair ‘suitable’, and sat Kalena down to have her hair done. You took the time to properly look at your hair with a hand mirror.

Sometimes, your mother's relentless nitpicking paid off-- your hair looked great, small flowers and sparkling clips pinned perfectly into it. The updo kept your hair off your neck, the way you liked it, and it looked much more elegant than your regular thrown together buns and ponytails.

Your phone lit up, and you set the mirror down, switching your focus to your cell phone. You smiled when you saw a text from Lin, accompanying the dorky profile photo of him with his hair in pigtails.

You doing okay?

The message read. You didn’t want to worry him, but you knew he would be upset with you if you didn’t tell him the truth.

Decent. My hair somehow simultaneously looks like a “curly rats nest” and “a garbage man's forgotten pickup” but at least it’s done.

The reply from Lin came almost immediately after.

I bet your hair looks amazing + you do too. Wait, I dont need to bet on you looking amazing, I already know you do ;)

You smiled, feeling a blush rise in your cheeks, and shut your phone back off, setting it down on a countertop.

“Y/N, get over here,” your mother said waving you over. The makeup artist had arrived, and you were first to get makeup done, seeing as Kalena was still having her hair worked on.

Your mother sat you down, and immediately started on what she wanted for you.

“I want you to cover up any acne and scarring she has-- she had terrible acne as a teenager, she just takes well enough care of herself now to hide it-- hide her under eye bags, they look atrocious,” she continued to rattle on, but you began to tune her out, focusing instead on the humming of the air conditioner in the corner of the room. When your mother had finished prattling on, the makeup artist clicked her tongue while turning to look at you.

You could imagine what she was thinking, and all of it lead back to how in the world am I expected to make this mess look decent? But instead, she surprised you.

“You know,” she said, opening up a bag she had brought with her, “I think you look gorgeous the way you are now. Maybe a little bit of eyeshadow to bring out your eyes, but-- I really do not understand what that- that woman's issue is.” She clicked her tongue again, getting a start on your makeup.

“Believe me, we don't know what her issue is, either.”

“Personally, I don't think she would even notice if I didn't cover half of the things on her list,” she said, looking at your face. “You have almost no acne scars and no acne-- that I can see-- it's just bizarre.”

“Yeah,” you said, flicking your eyebrows up for a moment. “That would be the word.”  

---

After both you and Kalena had been deemed worthy, you slipped into your outfit, before beginning to help Kalena into her wedding dress (a forty minutes struggle with laces and straps that involved mostly laughter and many curse words, some of which were newly invented). When the final strap was set in its place, you knew, it was truly wedding time.

You and your mother were leaving earlier than Kalena, since you wanted to be there and ready before Kalena would make her grand entrance.

The ride to the wedding destination was spent mostly in silence as you stared out the window. You knew your mother had gone over her mental checklist for you, and you couldn't entirely rule out a rude comment or remark yet, so you held your breath the entire way there.

Finally, you pulled up outside of the wedding, and let out a breath. Just one more day, and then thousands of miles between you and your mother.

You got out of the car, walking up to the wedding, still holding your breath.

---

It had been a long, anxious wait.

Lin’s day had consisted of breakfast, tux, waiting waiting waiting waiting.

He had talked to several of your relatives, and the highlight of the long period of waiting had to be your grandmother cursing loudly, in what Lin could only guess was Japanese.

Lin felt someone tap him on the shoulder, and he turned around to greet the stranger. Christopher's groomsman, John, was standing behind him.

“Look at Y/N,” John said, tilting his head in her direction. Lin turned and looked, and his jaw dropped.

You looked gorgeous. Your hair was pinned up, framing your face with dark curly wisps. Your dress looked amazing on you-- the jewels standing out and the skirt fluttering around your knees. The colour looked beautiful on you, lighting up your eyes. Overall, you looked gorgeous.

“I do not deserve this,” he whispered, watching you as you made your way over to him.

“You okay?” You asked, your eyebrows raised. “You look like you saw a ghost or something.”

“I…” he began, then shook himself mentally. You could never see how utterly head over heels he was. “Yeah, I'm okay. You look gorgeous.”

“No, I just look acceptable,” you said, waving off the compliment. “But you look handsome, Hamilton knows how to clean up,” you remarked, smiling at him.

“Apparently,” Lin replied, focusing on doing anything but staring at you. “When is Kalena getting here?”

“In about fifteen minutes. I'm just going to be waiting up there for her, she knew I'd feel uncomfortable doing literally anything else besides waiting,” you said, raising your eyebrows for a moment.

“How has it been with your mom? Other than the whole garbage thing-- which, by the way, is super wrong. Your hair looks gorgeous and so do you, love.”

“Thanks, Linny,” you said, smiling. “And she's been relatively normal. She didn't really say anything about the dress, but Kalena and I didn't really give her a chance to.”

“That's good,” Lin said, looking around.

“She didn't say anything in the car, either, even though I kept expecting it,” you said, knotting your fingers together and twisting them around.

Lin was about to say something when John walked up, looking at a watch on his wrist. “Hey, we have about five minutes. Lin, you should go sit, Y/N… you do your thing.” You smiled at John, and Lin nodded.

“So, I'm gonna go do my thing. Wish me luck?”

“You won't need it,” Lin said. “But good luck, anyway.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead, and walked back to his seat.

You took a deep breath, and followed John.

---

You seemed calm enough. Lin, on the other hand, was freaking out for you.

Despite how calm and cool you seemed, Lin knew you were panicking. And he knew it was because of everything your mother had made you feel about yourself.

Lin didn't even realize who was seated next to him until he turned around.

Your mother was sitting next to him, and Lin was immediately annoyed. Your mother was off putting enough, but then her always immaculate appearance made it worse. There was never a strand of hair out of place, her nails were always perfect, and there wasn't a speck on the dress she was wearing. It only made her judgemental nature worse-- this was a woman that knew exactly how to make every remark, then always have her own back covered to keep it from coming back around to her. The only true comparison he could draw to her would be that of Miranda Priestly and Lord Voldemort's daughter.

He turned back around, resolving to ignore her throughout the ceremony. He sent you a smile and a thumbs up, and you smiled back at him.

People in the small crowd began to stand up, and Lin followed. He caught sight of Kalena walking down the aisle, and looked back to you quickly.

He smiled at you one last time, and somehow, you knew that no matter what your mom could say about you now, everything would be okay.

As long as you had Lin.

---

The ceremony had gone on without a hitch, and the reception seemed to be going in much the same way. Your mother hadn't really talked to you yet, and you silently thanked whatever gods were listening for it.

You had mostly been busy talking with Kalena and enjoying the rest of your time here with her. You and Lin were leaving early in the morning. You had been looking forward to it the whole time you were here, but leaving also meant not seeing your sister. You wanted to be away from your mother, but leaving your sister again made you ridiculously upset.

“I'm going to miss you, Kale,” you said, both of you watching Christopher dance with his mom. “Seeing you was pretty much the only upside to this whole time being here.”

“You're not going to have to miss me for long,” she said, and you turned away from the dance floor and looked at Kalena instead.

“What?”

“Christopher and I are hoping to move to New York in a few months,” she said, and you lit up like a Christmas tree. “We’re aiming to find an apartment in your area by January.”

“Yes!” You shouted, pulling your sister into a hug. “Oh my god, I can't wait.”

Kalena pulled away from the hug. “You should go dance with Lin.”

“No, no, no. I don't dance,” you said, then immediately stifled a laugh.

“Y/N,” Kalena said, looking you in the eye and grabbing onto your arms. “You are a dancer. On Broadway.”

“I know,” you said, rolling your eyes at yourself. “But it was worth a shot, right?”

“No,” Kalena said, shaking her head. She grabbed your hands, pulling you out of your chair and pushing you softly in Lin’s direction. “Dance with him.”

“Fine,” you grumbled, making your way to Lin, twisting your fingers together nervously. You stopped in front of him, smiling at him nervously.

“Hi,” he said, giving you a confused look.

“My sister demands that we dance together,” you said, thankful that you managed to get the words you. “And she's literally staring at us with a look of murder in her eyes, so we better dance.” Lin shrugged, but grabbed your hand anyway, leading you onto the dance floor.

One of his hands rested on the small of your back, the other on your hip, rubbing small circles on your side with his thumb. Your arms were around his neck, and you resisted the urge to make a bad joke about this being just like dancing in middle school.

“You look gorgeous, by the way,” Lin brought up, smiling at you.

“No, I really don't-”

“You can't say that in reply every time I call you gorgeous, you know,” he said, laughing a little. “No amount of denial can change just how stunning you are.”

You could feel your blush began, and resisted the strong urge to hide your face in your hands. Your ugly blush had been something your mother drilled into you to hide for so long.

“Hey, about what happened last night--” Lin began, and you cut him off.

“You don't have to worry about it, Lin,” you said, blushing an even deeper shade than before. “It's not that big of a deal.”

“I kind of think it is,” he said.

“I don't want anything to change with us because of it,” you said. You were certain that anything you felt for Lin besides friendship had to be unreciprocated. “You're one of my best friends, Lin.”

“Yeah, but I was thinking--” you knew that whatever Lin was going to say had to be important. So, naturally, the universe had to screw you over. The sound of a microphone being tapped cut Lin off, and you turned to the source of the noise.

Your mother, with a wine glass in her hand, was standing at the microphone.

“Oh god,” you whispered, already scanning the room for any escape route. Everything about her standing there screamed danger, and your first impulse was to run.

“I would like to make a toast to my daughter on her wedding day,” your mother said, and you took a deep breath, digging your nails into your palms.

“Kalena, I watched you in high school meeting and falling in love with Christopher, your lovely husband. I have never seen two people more meant to be together.”

“Not too bad so far,” Lin whispered, and you weren't sure if you were meant to hear it or not.

“I think we can all agree that the wedding was beautiful-- I'd also like to say something to my younger daughter, Y/N.” Your mother searched you out in the crowd, and Lin immediately wrapped an arm around you, pulling you into his side. You dug your nails deeper into your palms.

“Y/N, I haven't been the best mother to you, and I have no reason for it. Just know that… I love you very much. You looked gorgeous today, and I hope that you can see it yourself,” she said, nodding her head at you for just a moment. She turned back to Christopher and Kalena and continued talking, but you heard none of it.

Your ears were buzzing. You had no idea how to process what you just heard, and did your mother really call you gorgeous?

“Y/N,” Lin said, grabbing one of your wrists. “You're cutting your palms open.” He uncurled your fingers, revealing your palms. You'd opened up the barely healed cuts in your palms, and pushed them much deeper, blood coming up to the surface in a small amount.

“Oh shit,” you cursed, holding up your other hand to examine your palm. They were in much the same condition, and you wanted to punch a wall.

“C’mon, I'll help you clean these up.”

---

You were sitting on the tiled bathroom floor while Lin cleaned your palms with antiseptic from a first aid kit he had found outside the bathrooms. It stung, but you knew it had to be done.

“Y/N, you have got to stop doing this,” he muttered, holding your hand up to the light so he could look at it.

“I know,” you replied. “I just… panicked. And she said nice things-- for the first time in my whole life,” you said, leaning your head against the cold tile. “I just… didn't know how to react.”

“I get it,” Lin finished wrapping a bandage around your hand, before kissing your knuckles. “You ready to go back out there?” He hadn't let go of your hand, and you didn't want him to.

You took a deep breath. “Yeah, I think I am.”

---

The rest of the reception passed quickly. You and Lin left around eleven, and collapsed in bed nearly as soon as you were out of the shower.

You woke up early the next morning, packing everything you hadn't already packed, and left for the airport.

You hugged Kalena goodbye for what felt like ages, until finally you had to board the plane.

You had never been this torn up about leaving your hometown before. You had always been excited about leaving your mother in your dust, but after what she said during the wedding, you were mostly conflicted. But, the excitement about Kalena moving to the city helped quite a bit.

The first half hour of the flight was spent in silence. You flipped through a magazine and Lin scribbled into a notebook.

“Okay, the silence is killing me,” he finally said, closing his notebook and grabbing the magazine out of your hands. “We should talk.”

“About?” You asked, turning to look at him.

“Um…” he said, biting his lip. “Okay, you know more about me than I know about you, so can I ask you some questions?”

“Shoot,” you said. As far as activities to pass the time went, this shouldn't be so bad.

“Okay… first crush?”

You laughed, and pushed your hair out of your eyes. “Okay, so I was in first grade and he was blonde and ran the fastest. Total chick magnet, all the girls had crushes on him.”

“Are you serious?” Lin laughed, smiling widely.

“Dead serious,” you said. “I think his name was Colin or Corey or something.”

“You don't even remember his name,” Lin scolded. “Must not have been that cute.”

“I think now he's a pharmacist,” you said. “Kalena might've mentioned it once.”

“Pharmacy isn't as cool as Broadway,” Lin pointed out, winking at you.

“This is true,” you admitted. “Next question?”

He thought about it for a second. “Speak any other languages?”

“Yeah, actually,” you said, nodding.

“Really?” He said, looking surprised. “What do you speak?”

“I know enough Japanese to understand my grandmother-- my mom's mom-- when she shouts Japanese swear words,” you said. “And I also know Hawaiian. My dad's parents taught me.”

“Can you say something in Hawaiian?” He asked. You knew by his body language that he was completely focused on everything you were saying.

“Okay… um,” You thought about it. It finally hit you-- you couldn't tell him you were in love with him in English, but you sure as hell could in Hawaiian. “Aloha au ia 'oe,” You said, smiling at him as his face lit up.

“That is the coolest thing ever,” he said. “I don't think I've ever met someone who speaks Hawaiian.”

“Quite odd. I know many people who speak Spanish,” you said, shrugging with a look on your face.

“It's a small world,” Lin replied. “But what did you say?”

You panicked. You, for some stupid reason, had not anticipated him asking you the meaning of what you said.

“It meant that you have ink on your lips,” you lied. You didn't even think there was even a Hawaiian translation for that, but it was better than telling him the true meaning. “Right here.” You reached out, swiping your thumb along his bottom lip, effectively removing the mark.

“I gotta stop chewing on pens,” Lin said, laughing nervously and rubbing the back of his neck. His face was turning red, and you imagined yours was as well.

“Do you have anymore questions for me?” You asked, hoping to relieve the awkward energy.

Lin started spitballing seemingly random questions at you. Between the laughter and the awkward questions about your high school love life, it was almost like nothing had changed at all.

If only it could stay that way once you got off the plane.

---

“Here we are,” Lin said, and you stopped in front of your apartment door. “I… um… I guess the whole fake relationship deal ends now?”

“It ends once I step through my threshold,” you said, laughing to yourself. “You could carry me through, but that wouldn't change the inevitable ending.”

The word inevitable hit him like a slap and he could almost feel his heart stinging. Nothing was inevitable. And even so, he found himself shaping the words goodnight, and telling you to sleep well, that you and him would have a show to do tomorrow.

He watched you walk into your apartment, his mind feeling disconnected from the rest of him. Your door closed with a click, and he suddenly seemed to jump back into himself, everything clicking back in place as he pushed your door back open.

“Lin, what're you--” You were saying, setting one of your bags down on the couch.

“This doesn't have to end here,” he said, taking a step closer to you. Still staying close enough to the door to have an escape route. “We do not have to stop being something but it does have to stop being fake because god dammit I'm in love with you.”

“Lin-”

“I've been so stupidly in love with you since I watched you dance through your first show and Tommy yelled at me for paying more attention to you than I did my lines,” he said, his sentences rambled and barely put together, exclaimed into the air in one quick breath. “And then I complimented you on your stellar first performance and you smiled so big and your eyes crinkled at the corners and you laughed but thanked me anyway and we were friends-”

“Lin-Manuel-”

“I'm not finished,” he said, and could almost laugh at the look on your face. “And then months later you asked me to your sister's wedding because your mother is the worst human on Earth. And you dig your nails into your palms and I have to stop you from doing that, and your mother makes you cry in the middle of the night,” he took a breath, sure he was losing his mind. “And I hate everything about that but by god if you're going to be doing it then I will never stop being the person that uncurls your fingers and kisses the cuts, and that holds you when you cry. Until-- until you don't have to do that anymore.”

“Lin,” you said, wanting to cry and laugh all at the same time. “Lin, you unbelievably ridiculous man.”

“I…” whatever he had expected you to say or do-- say no, throw him from the apartment, hand in your resignation to Hamilton, never speak to him again, just to name a few-- he hadn't expected that. He also didn't expect you to cross the room in a few steps and take his face in your hands and kiss him like the sun wouldn't rise in the  morning.

For just a hair’s breadth he didn't respond to it-- his body felt like it was overload-- and then finally his arms unfroze and his mind unlocked and his hands were tangled in your hair and this was what he least expected but hoped hardest for.

You pulled away first, taking a deep breath and pressing your forehead against Lins. Your eyes were focused on his lips, and he could've sworn that his heart was smiling.

“If you couldn't gather it yet,” you whispered, and Lin could feel your lips barely brushing his. “I love you too. Aloha no au ia 'oe.”

“Thank god,” he said, pressing kisses all over your face. “What does that mean?” He whispered, his lips still against your forehead.

“It means I truly love you,” you replied, laughing as Lin pressed another kiss to your forehead. “And what I said on the plane had nothing to do with ink-- it actually meant I love you.”

“I am a fool,” Lin said, laughter following the sentence. “But even fools need rest, and I'm feeling the jet lag. How does a nap sound?”

“A nap sounds amazing,” you said. “I'll go change into pajamas, you know where the bedroom is.

You changed quickly, pulling on one of Lin's old shirts that you had stolen from the theatre and a pair of sweatpants to sleep in, and walked into your bedroom. Lin was already half asleep, tucked under your fluffy comforter.

You giggled, but slid into bed next to him, rolling over and closing your eyes. You felt Lin's arm sliding around your waist and pulling you against him.

A few days ago, you would've freaked out-- too worried about exposing your ridiculously huge crush on him-- but now there was nothing left to worry about. You smiled, knowing just how Renée, Jasmine and Phillipa would react when you told them tomorrow.

“Y/N,” you heard Lin mutter, his voice sleepy sounding.

“Lin,” you answered, your voice reflecting just how content yet exhausted you were.

“I'm so glad you asked me for your help,” he whispered, pressing a warm kiss to the back of your neck.

“So am I,” you said, smiling bigger than before. “So am I.”

[whimsically-ominously-auspice]

UPDATE: the reporter was sandblasted 99%black dust which is evil with a tad Grinch heart of gold. She will go into a purgatory state before being allowed at Pluto. She wasn't violently bad I've talked to her and she was okay but they found her at the apartment complex filming them thro the Windows.

So the two camera men will be jailed for one week to take assertive classes then only released to their soulmate and parents. Of course they lose their jobs. But they will be allowed work at something more reasonable for them to handle. And not some whack job barging into people's houses. So, they need some self confidence and ethics and some mommy comfort. They were also switched at childhood. Both had clone mom's. So they were afraid of the reporter.

So she took advantage of them hence her black greed.

Its why the world is such a mess and clones must leave because they expect us to be solid and be all this is right and wrong but when,raised by fear and we just Shut up and go,along with it to,see what happens...

Well... Its bad until,the human takes,control.

And if not nurtured properly its like impossible.

So we will be set right in a few years if not 10 or 20.

Just making stupid choices... That's all... A bunch of drunk teenagers.

So soulmates add TONS of stability and mom and dad add even more.

So, we are setting us up not to fail but to heal.

And i hear things were excellent tonight

Once things are finely fine

We will have annual DRILLS to evacuate and,escape shelters and we will have T.V. world wide clearly stating to fight back. And not be kidnapped.

We should This is a trillion year old problem and we have to be prepared to fight it.

In three days George Bush and Gary Trump and their team kidnapped 500 Million people.

So we will text like they did and email. Send you away at the airport but collect data.

Have military in bunkers for community to find the undercover scouts relaying bunker locations. And evacuate.

Mostly we should never worry but 500 million in 3 days in our fucking faces.

So we will do the best we can in practicing

.....

I told the media to stay out of people's homes snd not to ask to go in

When they wanted to see in my neighbor Ronnie's

So going into any one else's would be wrong

I am quite sure i expressed that quite clearly.

So, now that news team that went into a building that was invisible for a reason will lose all funding effective immediately and will have to reimburse those people for their time including the military that had to assist people from being invaded with rude ass bitches.

I asked him to send in the video so y'all could see what was really happening to help y'all understand.

No more needed to occur. In fact he was reluctant. So now 3 Million dollars will be paid to each person in that apartment flat from that news crew that knew they should not had asked much less went in.

Immediately. Or i will blow up your building any way i want to.

And I'm fucking pissed y'all would disrespect someone I clearly said was murdered unfai and was just brought back to life.

The greed and rudeness is beyond infuriating.

Id like to rip your heads off your necks and stick that on rhe news for every one to see.

Learn to respect people if you don't i will light you on fire so you can feel the pain and discomfort you cause others for eternity and force you to look into the eyes of every person on this planet while you confess and they cause your pain to worsen just like you did when yoh went into that private home you were already weeks ago forbidden to go into.

I'm not fucking playing sit there and agree with me bitch but when you are burning don't argue. Remember that one.

...

The Department of Defense takes care of economics in these situations.

Apparently they just tapped his IP address at the news station and then just showed up at their door which is complete bull shit bragging how smart they are and barged in

1. There was no reason to there was no danger and when there is they have to report the danger to the military and the location. ONLY.

So the DoD asked me how it was supposed to be and i said the entrance is to be not used and if the residents wish to go someplace then the Tree will escort Them in and out

So the military barged in and took them bitches out. Apologized and said they would talk to me about it when i was available.

Those apartments as i explained are for the wrongly executed and their soulmates and linked to their child's soulmate.

Some are for severely abused human trafficking victims like the legless and so on.

Raising the dead means i need space for them to live. They're used to Heaven so it's Heaven like until it's comfortable for them to be exposed.

If you were dead wouldn't you want the same treatment?

Some privacy and not poked around like you're a lab rat?

I would.

If you find any entrance pretend you Didn't

The next people to enter will be arrested until the buildings are exposed to look like buildings,which can be 3 days or 30 years.

And then when they are exposed you will be arrested if you dont live there for trespassing.

Learn to enjoy looking at a building. That's what we did in NYC we didn't go busting in.

Most people living there have been in less than 10% of PUBLIC buildings,

Grab some sense and respect.

Or im gonna let you out of jail and wait till your shower goes on in your private home and walk in,and,fuck your mind up.

I'm,followed 99% of the time and i hate it. Dont think i know how to play about this because i don't.