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chapter 20 ✧ unforeseen circumstances - written + texts

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synopsis ✧ you've always dreamt of having your fantasy-like love story. naturally, hearing the sweet melodic ring of your love alarm was what you wanted the most, right? until it actually happened. four times.

pairing ✧ uni student! choi san x fem! uni student! reader

wc ✧ 4.2 k (i apologise)

warnings ✧ english is not my native language so there could be mistakes; attempt for humour; reader is confused af and so is san; swearing; mentioned fear of heights (reader is a bit scared but the description is very brief and she's riding a ferris wheel); reader is in an emotional crisis lowkey; lmk if i've missed something

If you got a penny every time you got yourself into an extremely uncomfortable situation, you would’ve had at least 20 by now and it was just 1 pm.

You weren't going home anytime soon.

“Y/n, stop spacing out. We still have 2 more hours,” Beomgyu whispered in your ear, nudging you with his elbow. You had agreed to come to this so-called “Love Alarm” dating event just to make him happy and maybe test your own alarm again, but you hadn’t had any idea it was going to be this excruciating for your poor soul. You tried your best to smile, talk to people when they showed interest but with each interaction your social battery was rapidly dying. Beomgyu, on the other hand, seemed to be having the time of his life which made you feel a little guilty for having running away thoughts.

The park was bustling with students and music could be heard playing from speakers placed on the ground. Most of the benches were occupied by groups of friends or newly found matches that the alarm had brought together. A pinch of jealousy stung your heart by the sight of them.

Wish my alarm and I weren't in a dysfunctional toxic relationship.

You let your eyes wander, trying to spot familiar faces even though the thought of someone you knew seeing you there, mortified you. The possibility of that wasn’t high but never zero since all of your university’s students were invited and granted an entry. You found it kind of funny - the way so many were positive their soulmate was walking the same ground as them right now and what they were waiting for was the love alarm to bring them together. For some that would be the case but others were surely up for disappointment. No one really knew how the whole mechanism worked and it appeared that everything was random - the time, the place but the alarm was certain of one thing - the person.

Shaking your head as if it could chase away your thoughts, you took in the atmosphere and breathed in the fresh early spring air, the warm breeze ruffling your hair which you moved out of your face, annoyed.

“Can’t we go sit down and eat? If I talk to one more man, I’ll explode,” you said, stopping in your tracks and pointing towards an empty blanket on the grass near you. A bunch of people were lying down on the field, chatting, eating or playing board games. You wished you had brought your cards deck. A rematch with Beomgyu was all you wanted after he had beaten you in a game of war last weekend.

“Fine,” Beomgyu rolled his eyes, strolling towards it and you followed quietly behind him. If you made him talk enough and maybe made him ride the ferris wheel with you, maybe he would get tired enough so both of you could go home. As if sensing your plan, he abruptly turned around, “Stop scheming, we aren't leaving.”

You let out a sigh and sat down on the white blanket with colourful flowers drawn on it. It was warm and fluffy and it tickled your hands as you plopped yourself down, supporting your body on your elbows. Maybe if you fell asleep then…

“Hey, isn't that Wooyoung?”

Yeah, your plan was definitely going down the drain.

If Wooyoung saw you here, he would make fun of you for centuries and he could even tell Mingi about it. Or even worse. Choi San.

Choi San? Who was currently walking beside his friend, apparently not having spotted you yet.

He had a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket on, his black jeans matching it. A beanie of the same colour was covering his hair and you noticed a necklace dangling around his neck.

He looked…good?

... handsome?

You shoved your thoughts away and focused on Wooyoung instead who wore his usual black Chrome Hearts hoodie and some baggy jeans, a beanie on his head. The two boys’ outfits matched which made you smile to yourself. But who were you to laugh when you and Beomgyu weren't any better. Your closets were basically almost identical.

“Over here,” Beomgyu shouted as he got up to catch their attention. This was going to be the most mortifying interaction of the day.

Another penny added.

“Beomgyu, don't call them over here,” you whispered as you got up to a seated position, tugging at his jeans.

“Don’t be so obsessed with me, they’re my friends too.”

You snorted at his answer, turning to look at the boys who were approaching you. Wooyoung was enthusiastically waving in your direction while San looked indifferent to what was about to happen.

Lately, it was harder to be around him. After he made the step to try and make amends with you, you weren't sure how to behave around him. Did that make you friends again? Or maybe just acquaintances? Whatever it was you tried your hardest to be on your best behaviour especially for Wooyoung and Mingi’s sake. For Seonghwa’s too. You had no idea how he managed to stay so composed while you bickered over nothing during tutoring. Maybe he was due his apology soon.

“Now, now, look who we have here,” Wooyoung exclaimed as he stood in front of you, grinning. San was next to him, greeting Beomgyu with a hug. “I’m hurt, Y/n. You could've just asked me out instead of coming here.”

“You and Y/n? I’d rather bleach my eyes than witness this,” Beomgyu chimed in before you got the chance to respond to which Wooyoung laughed.

“Makes two of us,” San added, a slight annoyance apparent in his tone, and you looked at him curiously. For the first time in a while you weren't met with his cold eyes, piercing right through you. His gaze was warm, maybe even friendly?

My brain is playing tricks on me.

“Don’t be so jealous, Sannie,” Wooyoung said, tapping him on the shoulder which earned him a smack on the neck. “Ouch?”

“Deserved,” Beomgyu laughed and looked over at you. “Cat got your tongue? Oh, right, she said she doesn't want to talk to men anymore today.”

“Trust me, you will get the longest silent treatment out of everyone here.”

“Mean.”

“So what are you two doing here?” Wooyoung asked, changing the topic just as you and Beomgyu were about to start bickering again. Truly fascinating how the biggest instigators turned into peacemakers in dire situations.

“Y/n wants a boyfriend and since I’m an amazing friend, I came to judge her questionable taste,” Beomgyu teased and you pulled at the fabric of his jeans again, making him slightly lose his balance.

“He wanted to say he was the one who dragged me here because he can't go anywhere alone,” you said in a matter of fact tone which got a chuckle out of Wooyoung.

“This version is more believable.”

“And what about you two,” you asked, trying to sound as nonchalantly as possible even though curiosity burned in you. You could imagine Wooyoung coming to an event like that but San? It wasn’t like you knew him that well anyway, maybe he was looking for a partner. For some reason, the thought of that made your stomach twist a little.

Huh…?

“I dragged San here,” Wooyoung announced proudly and wrapped his hand around his friend’s wide shoulders and San threw him a sarcastic smile. “Don't tell anyone though, it's between the four of us.”

“Yeah, and the 10 other people who saw us here and greeted you,” San added.

“Oh, well…That’s something I can’t control. Having a pretty face means attracting attention.”

“Anyway, why don't we hang out for some time? Y/n and I were just about to eat,” Beomgyu suggested suddenly and all you could do was to side eye him. Sure, of course they were his friends but you and San in the same space was never a good idea.

“A spectacular idea!” Wooyoung’s enthusiasm was contagious. You had to calm down and enjoy the moment, Choi San wasn't the cause of every problem in the universe and he wasn't even that bad. He had a good sense of humour and he had a pretty laugh and dimples and you loved his habit of him closing his eyes when he found something funny and-

“Y/n to Earth…” Beomgyu’s voice brought you back to reality and you shook your head. What was in the air today? Maybe it was the pollen that had you acting this weirdly? “You totally spaced out.”

“Yeah, sorry,” you said after coughing quietly to clear your voice and you shifted your focus to Wooyoung who you thought had probably said something moments ago, judging by the amused expression on his face. Staring at your shoes all day and spacing out wasn't going to make things better. “What were you saying?”

“I said me and Beomgyu will go grab some food from the trucks and you and San can stay here and wait,” he repeated and you shifted uncomfortably in your place. Yes, the universe was testing you.

Sure, you had been alone with him plenty of times be it for tutoring or when you used to hang out before but now it felt different. Your nerves were going to eat you inside out.

San had an unreadable expression on his face when you looked at him and Beomgyu just winked (?) at you when you turned to him so you just shrugged. “I’m okay with that.”

“I’m okay with that, too,” added San and Beomgyu and Wooyoung looked at each other, a knowing smile forming on both of their lips.

“Then we’re set,” Beomgyu clapped his hands and patted you on the shoulder as he bent to pick up his bag from the ground. “Behave yourself.”

“What am I? A dog?”

“Obviously. Then, see you in a bit.” As both Beomgyu and Wooyoung turned their back on you and walked towards the food trucks, you felt abandoned. Maybe that was a little dramatic. San was just San. No need to be so stressed. You could just sit in silence and that was going to be it. No need to have a conversation.

“So how are you doing?” San asked as he laid down on his side next to you, his hand supporting his head. You could sense the scent of his perfume and his biceps were basically almost ripping his jacket in this position. His face was glowing, his clear skin illuminated by the sunlight, gently coming through the tree’s branches. Mentally, you slapped yourself across the face. Staring was rude.

“I’m alright,” you answered, trying to find strength again. You seriously needed to stand up. Choi San shouldn't have had that much power over your mind. “Exhausted after the social torture Beomgyu put me through.”

San chuckled at your comment, his dimples slightly appearing. “I guess I understand why he and Wooyoung get along.”

“They’re friends?”

“Shouldn't you know that,” he asked, confused, one of his eyebrows raised. You knew they knew each other. Obviously, Beomgyu was close with San so it was only natural for him to be around Wooyoung too but your friend never talked about this, given how your relationship with San was.

“I just had no idea they were that close,” you said simply. San regarded you curiously for a moment before speaking again. “I think they’ve got closer recently. I don't know how or why but they’ve been spending a lot of time together.”

“Then they’re definitely up to no good.” This was truly interesting. Beomgyu was notorious for doing things behind your back so you wondered if this was the case this time around too. Him making remarks about your dating life all the time, telling you to stop “adding more men to the equation”, him giving Wooyoung your number, you joining his talent show team, him flirting all the time, San, his best friend and your arch nemesis, suddenly following you on your social media and being kind of friendly, and now Beomgyu dragging you here and Wooyoung was miraculously here too? Was he…No way. There was no way.

Was he setting you up with Wooyoung?

The thought made you shiver. There was just no way for this to be happening.

You stopped yourself from gasping at the realisation and instead closed your eyes to take a deep breath. Beomgyu was going to get an earful from you very soon.

Maybe you could ask San about it? But what were you going to say to him?

Hey, I think my best friend is trying to set me up with your best friend so I wanted to ask you if he’s in love with me?

…

I sound so delusional and out of my mind.

You chose silence and turned to look at San who was staring at the small stage being set up a few meters away from you. There was going to be a concert later in the afternoon organised by the university’s band and you wondered if Beomgyu would make you stick around for this long to watch it.

Suddenly, your phone vibrated in your tote bag and you took it out, seeing you’ve got a text from Beomgyu.

You sighed, locking your phone and turning to San again. “Beomgyu said Wooyoung feels sick so they went back to the dorms.”

“What? Is he okay? I should go there too,” San said and took out his phone.

“He said they didn't need help and he just needed to take some pills. But you can text him, just in case…” you trailed off, unsure of what to do now. San didn't answer, instead focusing on his phone, seemingly reading a text. His eyebrows furrowed more and more with each movement of his eyes and he rubbed his temples with his free hand. “Yeah, he has texted me. Apparently, he doesn't need any more assistance and will take a nap.”

“Well, then I won't keep you if you want to go home too,” you said even though you weren't sure if you wanted to do that yet. Yes, you absolutely hated the speed dating and Beomgyu dragging you around but this was also a chance to maybe find out what Choi San’s issue with you was. If you cornered him…

That sounds too insane.

“No! I mean,” San hesitated. “We can at least grab some lunch together. Wouldn't hurt, would it?”

“I suppose not,” you said, smiling slightly and surprisingly San did the same.

Hanging out with your so-called arch nemesis wasn't as bad as you thought it could be.

San ordered for you, paid for your lunch, treated you to some bubble tea and then got you ice cream. Yeah, maybe it sounded like wallet abuse on your part but in reality he just kept insisting on doing all this and wouldn't hear any of your protests. It was a bit flustering even if you were secretly enjoying it. His company was also nice. He was respectful, kept the conversation going and surprisingly he seemed to be having a good time too.

Time seemed to pass by quickly while you were together. You found yourself talking about anything and everything with him - he told you about his current florist job, how annoying some customers were and how much he adored making bouquets and arrangements, and you told him about your love for clothes and fashion and how you still haven’t returned Hongjoong his sewing machine. You joked, you laughed and you felt liberated in a way. For the first time in a while you didn’t have to tiptoe around San, too afraid that the thin ice beneath your feet was going to crumble.

Is this what happens when we aren't so stubborn?

Currently, you were sitting on a bench, taking in the atmosphere around you in comfortable silence as the last sunbeams were illuminating the sky. The sunset painted it in shades of orange, pink and purple and you sighed contently, bopping your head in the rhythm of the song that the university’s band was rehearsing. A small group of people had already gathered and was clapping in encouragement after each song. San was humming quietly next to you, tapping with his foot and you snorted. “Don’t you think it’s a little unfair?”

“What do you mean,” he said surprised and turned to look at you. His natural soft blush could be seen on his cheeks and your heart warmed up at the sight. For probably the 10th time today. He had taken his beanie earlier and now his messy locks were falling freely around his face.

“Being good at dancing and now even at singing? Can’t you leave something for the rest of us?”

Your comment earned you a chuckle from San, his fist coming up to cover his lips. you could swear his cheeks turned into a deeper shade of red. “No need to exaggerate, Y/n. Lying is bad.”

“Hey, I’m being serious,” you exclaimed. “But better hide that talent from Beomgyu. He would get even more mad that we aren’t in the same team for the talent show. I heard he has been looking for a vocalist.”

“And while we’re still on the topic,” San said, running his hand through his dark hair. “Why did you agree to join our team?”

“It was a good opportunity to practice my skills. Plus, Wooyoung was way too enthusiastic for me to turn him down.”

“Even though you have to spend more time with me too?” When you met his eyes, a glint of hope and maybe hurt could be read in them. When had things gone so irrevocably wrong with both of you?

“Listen,” you started, unsure of what to say. There wasn’t truly a right or wrong answer. “I don’t mind spending time with you, it’s just so…”

“Awkward?” “You could say so. But it’s also hard because I have no idea what I have done to you. I want to fix this,” you gestured to the space between you two. “But again - you aren’t helping. Maybe I’m not doing it either. We’re both stubborn.”

“Yes, we are I suppose,” San agreed, seemingly deep in thought. “I just don’t know how much I can tell you and how much you know…”

“What do you mean?”

A ding interrupted San who had just opened his mouth to answer. “I’m sorry.”

You hurriedly took your phone out of your pocket and saw you had 5 new texts from none other than Beomgyu.

Feeling your heart picking up its pace, you clenched your jaw. You were so so so so wrong earlier. Beomgyu wasn’t setting you up with Wooyoung.

It was San all along.

The tutoring, the way Beomgyu was so opposed of you hanging out with Yeonjun, the way he was trying his hardest to force you and San to interact...

You wondered if Wooyoung was his accomplice then and what had he told San? Did San know anything?

“Hey, are you okay? You look a little pale,” San’s voice interrupted your thoughts and you locked your phone, forcing yourself to look at his now concerned face as he put his hand on your shoulder.

“Everything’s alright. It’s just Beomgyu being a menace.” You smiled lightly and you fought the urge to get up and run away.

Even if the situation was becoming severely uncomfortable with each passing second, this all didn’t automatically overrule how happy you were with San today. You got to see his usual sweet self and not whatever was presented to you on the daily. You also had got so close to him opening up to you so you couldn’t just leave him like that. Your heart was greedy to spend some more time with him before you had to deal with whatever Beomgyu thought he was doing.

“Are you scared of heights?” Your sudden question made San furrowed his brows confused and you just pointed to the ferris wheel shyly.

As San took your hand gently and led you to the tickets queue, all you could see were his deep dimples.

Yes, you were positive your heart was going to burst today.

You were a little scared of heights.

But exposure therapy worked, right? It had to because currently you were hanging meters away from the ground and the only thing you could think about was how you were almost able to feel San’s breath hitting your face. The cabin was rather small and his form being much bigger than yours meant he was taking most of the space even if you were sitting across from each other. Your legs were between his and occasionally your knees would touch which sent a jolt down your spine that you were desperately trying to ignore.

Instead, you focused on the view before you - the sun had completely disappeared under the moon’s watchful gaze and now the city’s and the campus’ lights were shimmering like stars in the distance. San’s surprised squeaks would make you giggle now and then when he was showing you something he had spotted while the ferris wheel was spinning slowly.

“This is my first time riding a ferris wheel,” San said quietly, drawing your attention back to him. Even though the cabin lacked lighting, you could still see the playfulness in his eyes as he looked at you intently.

“It’s my first time too,” you admitted, fiddling with your fingers in your lap. Was it always this hot here?

“Really? That’s rather special, Y/n,” San teased you. “Wouldn’t you rather share this moment with someone else? I’ll start thinking we’re friends.” “Well,” you coughed, clearing up your voice. “I’d say I would like to consider us friends given how civilised we were today.”

San laughed loudly, his whole body shaking, “That’s true. Then - friends?”

“Friends,” you answered grinning and took his extended hand to shake it, sealing your deal. His hand was hugging yours completely and you wished you could stay like this a little longer when you lost contact with his skin. “You still haven’t told me the whole story behind our enemies era though.”

“Shouldn’t you tell me your point of view too?

“I was just returning the energy you were giving me.”

“Deserved,” he sighed, shaking his head. “Let’s say this can wait for another time. I don’t want to ruin this moment like any other we’ve had lately.”

Something passed in his eyes, an emotion you couldn’t quite decipher but when were you able to do it when it came to San?

So now, locking eyes with him once again, you felt electricity buzzing between the two of you as he leaned in closer to you. Unspoken words were hanging around you and filled the space but you shoved those aside and noticed his gaze going back and forth between your eyes and lips. You felt your cheeks heating up under his stare and you held your breath, too scared to make even the quietest noise. Your faces were mere centimeters away from each other and

Ding.

Closing your eyes and taking a deep breath, you cursed your phone mentally. You were sure you put it on dnd mode earlier.

“Don’t worry. Answer it,” San said softly and smiled at you, leaning back on his seat and putting some distance between you two. It wasn’t like you were going to kiss anyway. Right?

Nodding, you reached for your bag, forgotten on the seat next to you and your hand was searching for it impatiently until you felt it and took it out. Just as your trembling fingers were about to unlock it, the cabin shook causing you to drop your phone on the ground. “I’m so sorry.”

“That’s okay. I think we’ll have to get off soon,” San explained as he reached down to grab your phone for you. “And you really need to stop apologising.”

At this moment the doors opened and the employee announced that 20 minutes had passed so the fun was officially over. You stepped out first, feeling a little dizzy and walked to the side so you could wait for San without blocking the way.

Seconds after, he came next to you, handing you your phone with an unreadable expression, “Here you are.”

“Thanks,” you said, panic arousing inside you.

What if it was Beomgyu again and he saw his weird texts? Or even worse - it was the group chat since Beomgyu never knows when to shut up-

“I’ll go get us some water, you can wait here if you want to,” San said as he looked around. “There’s an empty bench there.”

“I’ll go sit there then.”

Parting ways with him even for a bit, gave you room to process what had just happened in the cabin and you sat down with a sigh. Your feet hurt because you chose to wear your new shoes today out of all days and more than anything you felt so many different emotions at once that you had no idea which one to focus on first and it made you even more mentally exhausted. You weren’t sure what was happening between the two of you but whatever it was - it was gaining momentum way too quickly.

Are we crazy? Yesterday we got into yet another argument and today…

Reading your texts, you decided, was the easiest task for now but as you unlocked your phone, everything came crashing down around you once again.

Your blood froze as the severity of the situation hit you. The answer had been right under your nose this whole time.

San was possibly your soulmate.

note ✧ i know this got very long and i feel like it's 5 chapters in one but i really want to get things moving so please understand 😭 i haven't written a full length chapter in a while so feedback is greatly appreciated, i hope this isn't that bad (the struggle was real and im not sure im satisfied but)! i hope you enjoyed reading it <3

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moonsugar-and-spice · 8 months ago

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a thousand shards of heaven

It's been 84 years since I've updated Storms so please accept this Ozara doodle

#storms of ice and fire #atla fanfiction #ozara #atla #post-canon #ozai x katara #enemies to lovers #partial au #atla fanfic #is it cringe to make art of my own fic?#haha nope cringe is dead and i am free #moonsugar draws #when she should be writing #BUT i recently completed the Task of going back through Storms chapter by chapter to tighten the screws and get myself back up to speed #and have since written some of the next chapter #fingers crossed i can maintain the momentum this time

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whoblewboobear · 6 months ago

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You expect me to see this guy and NOT babygirl-ify him???????

#love him so bad #thank you Jace for reinspiring my ass 🤧🤧🤧💖💖💖💖#I haven’t written like this since I was in high school 🤧#that’s the power of a twink #chapter 1 & 2 of my fic will hopefully be going up sometime next week I’m so excited #I still have some things to edit and things I wanna go back to and reconnect to other parts but 👏👏👏 v excited #I had to dust off the ol’ ao3 acc that I haven’t posted on in probably a decade fr #dimension 20 #fantasy high junior year #jace stardiamond #starbreaker #jaceporter #d20 fhjy #fhjy

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sentientcave · 6 months ago

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For Pride Month, I've decided to put a focus on my queer stories, so I'm going to try and post or update the following works:

And They Were Roommates (Fem Soap x fem reader)

Rugby (Ghoap x transman reader)

Take Me To Church (Tradesmen Poly 141 x transmasc nb reader)

Impound (PriceGhost tow truck AU)

Pompeii//Good Grief (Ghoap)

And mayyyybe American Fireworks if I feel inspired (GravesSoap)

#This is mostly just so I can keep myself on track about it #I write a lot of het stuff for some reason but I feel like I should give some love to these projects #I might not get them all posted or updated but I'm going to at least work on each of them this month #Pride Month #Cave Writing #It's been a really long time since I updated Roommates and I have the next chapter half-written already #So that's probably gonna be first up #If you see me writing other stuff crack me over the head with a rolled up newspaper

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yellowloid · 11 months ago

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FINALLY managed to make some progress on my wip thank GOD and all the saints in heaven for this christmas miracle

#it's kind of a funny story btw. life has been so hectic since the end of october i haven't really had time to write as such #only editing stuff that was already written and ready (the first two chapters of my fic that i posted)#but over the past few days i've gone back to reread the next parts and i've made some interesting discoveries #one of them being that i miscalculated and i don't in fact just have the 3rd chapter ready. i also have the 4th lmao #so that was a nice surprise #anyway. the other day after rereading the whole thing and making a couple of edits here and there i closed the doc and called it a day #that's what we call progress 🥰🥰🥰#(was procrastinating as a result of being irrationally afraid of writing again after two months)#but yeah long story short. i FINALLY got back to actually writing tonight #made some actual progress on the 5th chapter and i'm so proud of myself for that you have no idea lmao #we're SO back baby #writing stuff

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brutal-nemesis · 1 year ago

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i AM working on next Castys pirate thing rn and after that I will do the next chapter of E&T but after THAT i have something very fucked up for Castys im already goin a lil crazy over it mmmmmmm

#nemi's vibes #and the e&t chapter after the next one has been written for YEARS so it will be weird to finally post it #def gonna have to edit it cuz some things have changed since then but it's done for the most part lol #pirate thing will hopefully be done within the next 2 weeks? i'm gonna do my best to finish it before the pokemon dlc comes out on the 14th #but no promises there #foaming at the mouth for next e&t chapter and castys thing after tho agahahhghghghghg

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bad0mens · 10 months ago

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(Trying this style of linking because the other one always seems to default to chapter 1)

#octopath traveler 2 #hikari ku #partitio yellowil #hikartio #partikari #partkari #octopath nonsense #tales of bad0mens writes #this short chapter took so long to put together and it really shouldn't have #but I'm running into some pacing issued with the next bits that I've caused myself haha #I wrote some of the exciting scenes and now stringing them together and building up to them is the problem #but I'll get there #chapter 17 is already about 75% written #so it should go up sooner than... 1.5 months since the last one

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winchesterwild78 · 14 hours ago

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An Unexpected Friendship pt 10

Master List

Characters: Jensen Ackles x Reader, Reader’s daughter, Jensen’s children

Warnings/Trigger Warnings: FLUF, Smut!

A/N: This is a short story written in collaboration with @cheekygirl2309.

This chapter is the FINAL chapter. I’ve loved creating this story with @cheekygirl2309. I’ve had so much fun and enjoyed reading all of the love and support for this story.

No disrespect to Jensen or his family. This is a work of fiction and does not depict real life. Written and edited fast-please overlook any errors.

Minors DNI 18+

The next few months were so amazing. Jensen was true to his word and invited Josh’s parents to every big event we had. I was grateful they came and felt like they were family. Jazzy was also so proud of her new last name.

When we went to the school to change her name, she proudly announced she was an Ackles. The secretaries smiled and congratulated her. In public she would introduce Jensen as her daddy. Since our engagement and the adoption, social media had exploded with stories and pictures of all of us.

Jensen and I officially went public and most of the fans were supportive. I did my best to tune out the negative and focus on the positive ones. It was hard at times, but I knew I had Jensen to help navigate me through it.

Jensen and I talked about the wedding and we both agreed we wanted a small, intimate ceremony with just our children, close family and friends. Since Jensen officiated his wedding, Jensen reached out to Jeffery Dean Morgan to officiate ours. He was thrilled to do it. I was excited to meet him and his family. We had FaceTimed, but never met in person.

Jensen and I also wanted to write our own vows. It took me by surprise when he mentioned it. I was nervous, because how do you really put into words how someone saved you when you thought you weren’t worth saving. I love Jensen, and I only hoped I could put it into words good enough to show him how much he means to me.

Our wedding date was set, we were going to have a Spring wedding. Mid-April, at dusk, and hopefully under a tent. I of course told Jensen we needed a backup plan in the event of rain. “It’s Texas sweetheart, I don’t think it’s going to rain.” “Still, I’d like a backup plan.” I chuckled.

“Okay, how about we have it at The Allan House, right here in Austin? It has space inside and out. So if we have to move it inside we can still have it in the same place. The ceremony and reception can all be there.” He pulled it up on the computer and the photos were breathtaking. I smiled, “Jensen, it’s beautiful. Do you really think we can book it?”

“Absolutely, I know the owner, so I’ll give them a call.” I playfully rolled my eyes, “Of course you do.” Jensen laughed and called. When he got off the phone he smiled, “We’re all set, sweetheart. Are you ready to start planning our wedding?”

I smiled and pulled him in my arms, “Yes, Jensen! I’m more than ready.”

*Time Jump 3 days before the Wedding*

“Jensen, I need to go with Gen and Nichole to pick up my dress. When is Jeff coming in again?” “He should be here today. His wife and the kids will be coming in tomorrow I believe. He’s going with me today to get fitted for his tux. I gave the tailor his measurements, so I hope it fits.” “Me too, Jens. Okay, I’ll be back later. I love you.” “I love you too, the kids are going with mom and dad for the afternoon, so when you get back they won’t be here.”

I grabbed my stuff and nodded. As I got to the door I heard Jensen clear his throat. “Did you forget something, darlin’?” I turned on my heels and chuckled, “Nope.” I said, popping the “p” as I leaned in and kissed him goodbye. “How could I ever forget kissing you. It’s one of my favorite things to do.”

Jensen chuckled, “Oh and what are some of your other favorite things to do?” I smirked, got really close to his lips again and said, “you”. Then kissed him again. He grabbed my hand as I tried to pull away, “Then what’s stopping you?” Jensen pulled me flush to his strong body and I felt his arousal straining against his jeans.

“Baby I have an appointment at the dress shop. I don’t want to miss it, unless you want me to get married naked.” Jensen wiggled his eyebrows. I rolled my eyes and playfully hit his chest, “Jens, I’m not getting married naked. Sorry to disappoint you.” Jensen threw his head back and laughed.

He kissed me again and we said our goodbyes.

I arrived at the dress shop with a few minutes to spare. Gen and Nichole were waiting outside for me. They hugged me and we walked in. “Y/N! So happy to see you. Your dress is ready. Are you ready to try it on one last time?” I smiled and nodded.

Gen and Nichole sat on the couches and waited for me. When I came around the corner both of them gasped and I saw tears in their eyes. Sally, the owner, walked behind me and fluffed the dress as I stood on the platform. “Okay, Y/N, one last touch.” She placed a veil on my head. I took a deep steady breath looking in the mirror. I looked over my shoulder at Nichole and Gen with tears in my eyes.

“You’re so beautiful, Y/N. Jensen isn’t going to know what hit him.” I stood there looking in the mirror and the realization hit me. I was about to get married to Jensen and I had nobody to walk me down the aisle.

Tears started to fall. My mother had passed away not long after Josh, and my father left us when I was two. Nichole rushed to my side and pulled me close, “Shh, it’s okay sweetie. You have me, Gen, Jared and the kids.” “I know, and I love you all so much. I just don’t know how I’m going to walk down that aisle alone. My mom walked me to Josh.”

She pulled me tight, “I can do it if you want me to.” I smiled, “I know, but I need you standing up there with me and making sure Jensen doesn’t pass out.” We all three laughed. Gen was by my side too, “Honey, you’re one of the strongest people I know. You can do this. Jensen, all of your babies and all of us are there with you and for you. You know Jared would walk you down the aisle if you wanted him to.”

I nodded, “Yeah, he offered, but I don’t want to take him away from Jensen. He needs his brother by his side. Okay, enough of this crying. Let’s get me out of this gorgeous dress and you two into yours.”

I changed into my regular clothes, while Gen and Nichole got into their dresses. When they came out they were absolutely breathtaking. “You two are so beautiful.” Nichole squealed when she realized the dress had pockets, “Y/N! Look! It has pockets.” We all laughed, “Yep, I made sure they did, and so does mine.”

With our dresses in hand we headed out to get some last minute things for the wedding. Gen was keeping my dress at her house so Jensen wouldn’t see it, and I already had the kids’ outfits for the wedding. The girls were wearing matching dresses and Zeppelin was wearing a tuxedo that matched Jensen’s.

Jensen and I selected Navy blue, white, and gold as our wedding colors. The main colors being blue and gold. My dress was white, and the back opened into a beautiful navy blue that ran the length of the dress, and around the top of the bodice was blue. The girls’ dresses were navy blue, with white flowers on the skirts. Jensen and Zeppelin were wearing navy blue tuxedos, and his groomsmen were wearing grey.

As the day approached, my nerves were starting to get the better of me. I thought about my wedding with Josh and how I was so nervous before, I actually threw up in the bridal suite. I really hoped this one would be different.

*Wedding Day*

I woke up early, stretched and reached for Jensen out of habit. My heart faltered a little when my hand hit the empty bed. He stayed with Jared last night. We decided we wouldn’t see each other until the ceremony. I was so excited to see his reaction when he turned around and saw me at the other end of the aisle.

I got out of bed, showered and went downstairs to a note on the counter and an artificial rose. I knew that handwriting from anywhere, it was Jensen. I smiled because I knew he snuck in last night after I went to bed to leave this for me.

I opened the note and smiled as I read it.

My love,

Today is the day we promise before our family and God to be together forever. The road that led us here was bumpy, but we got through it together. I can’t wait to see how beautiful you’re going to look in your dress. I know you’re going to take my breath away, like you have since the day I met you. I love you, darlin’, until that rose I left you dies. I’ll see you later, beautiful.

Love,

I felt the sting of tears in my eyes. I grabbed my phone and sent him a text.

Me: Thank you for my wonderful surprise this morning. I’ll love you until the rose dies too.

Jensen: I’m glad you liked it. I love you so much baby.

Me: I love you too, handsome. I can’t wait to see you in your tux. You know what it does to me, and wait until your fans see it. They are gonna go feral. 😘 🤤

Jensen: Ha! They go feral over everything.

Me: Of course they do, have you seen you?!

Jensen: Every single day in the shower. 😉

Me: Oh you’re so mean. Now I can’t stop thinking about you naked.

Jensen: Then mission accomplished. 😂

Me: Okay, Mr. Ackles, you’re going to pay.

Jensen: Ooo how?

Me: *1 image sent* this is what I’m wearing under my dress

Jensen: Damn baby. Now that’s mean. I can’t wait to take that off of you.

Me: Patience my love. Just think the whole time I’m standing next to you, dancing, we’re walking around, that is what is under my dress. Just waiting for you.

Jensen growled and adjusted his pants when he read what I wrote.

Jensen: You’re killing me.

Me: Oops, sorry baby. 😘 I love you, I need to get ready to leave or Gen and Nichole are going to drag me out of here.

Jensen: Yeah, Jared is banging on the door. I love you too baby. See you soon.

Gen, Nichole and I arrived at the Allan House to get ready for the wedding. Jensen’s mom had the kids, and Josh’s parents were there to help with them too. My hair and makeup was done. I wore my hair half up and half down, with ringlets cascading over my shoulders.

Jensen was across the property in the groom’s suite when there was a knock at the door. Jared opened it and saw Bill. “May I come in?” Jared stepped to the side. Jensen was in his tux and turned to shake Bill’s hand. “Bill, thank you for being here with us today. It means so much to Y/N and I.”

“You’re welcome. Jensen I wonder if I could talk to you in private for a minute?” “Of course. Jared, can you give us a minute?” Jared nodded and left the room. “Bill, you wanted to speak to me? Is everything okay?” “Oh yeah, everything is perfect. Y/N is like a daughter to me, us. Even before she married Josh she was part of our family. When she married Josh and had Jazzy we felt on top of the world. After Josh died, a part of her died with him, but she kept that sweet, caring heart we all loved so much. We were so thankful when she met you and fell in love again, and even more thankful you were willing to have us in your lives. We can never repay you for that, son. Jensen, Margaret and I would like you to have this. I wore them when I married Margaret, and Josh wore them when he married Y/N. We want you to have them so when Jazzy gets old enough you can give them to her to use in her wedding.”

Bill handed Jensen a small box, when he opened it there were beautiful gold, sapphire and diamond cufflinks. “Bill, these are beautiful, I can’t take them. They belong in your family.” Bill placed a hand on Jensen’s shoulder, “Son, you are family. They belong with you and Y/N.” “Bill, I’d be honored to wear them, thank you, sir.” Jensen and Bill exchanged a hug as he took the box.

I was standing in the bridal suite taking deep breaths, looking at myself in the mirror when there was a knock on the door. Nichole answered it and when I looked up I saw Margaret and Bill. “Wow, sweetie, you’re stunning.” Margaret said as she pulled me into a hug.

Bill stood to the side and just looked at me. I took a deep breath, “Do I look okay?” I asked him. He stepped forward, “Sweetheart, you’re even more beautiful than the day you married Joshua. Jensen is a lucky man.” He hugged me and I felt the tears burn the back of my eyes.

It was a few minutes until the ceremony started and I still felt a pang of sadness about walking down the aisle alone. Jensen’s mom and Margaret got the kids in place, Gen and Nichole got in place and I took one last look in the mirror.

Bill was standing at the door waiting for me. “You okay, kiddo?” My eyes flicked to him and he saw the tears in mine. He pulled me in a hug, “Shh, you’ve got this sweetie. That man out there is in love with you and I know you two are going to be incredibly happy.” I nodded. Then it hit me. I might not have grown up with a father, but I had a dad and he was standing right there with me.

“Bill?” “Yes, sweetie?” “If you say no it’s okay. I completely understand, but would you do me the honor of walking me down the aisle?” “It would be my honor to do that.” I nodded, he took my arm and we walked outside.

The sun was just starting to set, so the twinkle lights under the tent were sparkling with the orange glow from the setting sun. It was breathtaking.

I heard the music start for the kids, Gen and Nichole. Then came my music. Bill took my arm and we walked out and around the corner. Jeff motioned for everyone to stand.

Jensen turned around and locked eyes with me. I saw tears in his eyes. I walked down the aisle, my eyes never leaving his. Trying to steady my breath, because damn did he look amazing in his tux.

At the end of the aisle, Bill hugged me, and gave my hand to Jensen. He shook Jensen’s hand and then hugged me again. Nichole fluffed my dress and I handed her my flowers, taking both of Jensen’s hands.

He leaned over and whispered, “God you’re so beautiful.” I smiled.

Jeff began the ceremony and it was time for our vows. Jensen went first. "The day I met you, I knew I had found something special. You were hurting, scared, and alone. I vowed to protect you, to love you, and to give you the happiness you deserve. I promise to always be your rock, your confidant, and your love. I'm grateful for the chance to be a part of your life. You've brought light into my world. You've shown me the meaning of unconditional love. I promise to be the best husband and father I can be. I'll always be there to support you, to encourage you, and to love you. Together, we'll build a future filled with love, laughter, and happiness. I'm so grateful for the chance to love you and our daughter. You've given me a reason to live, and a purpose. I promise to always be there for you, to provide for you, and to protect you. I'll cherish every moment we share, forever. I love you, Y/N."

My breath hitched, as the tears pricked my eyes. Then it was my turn. "When I first met you, I was lost in a storm. You were the lighthouse, steady and strong, guiding me to safety. You didn't just take me in; you welcomed me and my daughter into your heart. I promise to love you, cherish you, and honor you always. Thank you for being my hero. You saw me when I couldn't see myself. You loved me when I thought love was a distant memory. You're not just my partner, you're my protector, my provider, and my best friend. I promise to be the best wife and mother I can be, to love you unconditionally, and to build a beautiful future together. I've found in you a love that's rare and true. You've shown me what it means to be loved and cared for. I promise to be your constant, your support, and your joy. Together, we'll face whatever life throws our way, hand in hand. I love you, Jensen.”

Jeff smiled and Jensen nodded at him, “Jensen and Y/N have also written vows to their children, which they will say now.

Jensen began, "Jazmyne, I promise to always be here for you, to love you unconditionally, and to guide you on your journey. I promise to be a loving and supportive dad, and to always be there to listen and to help. When you came into my life I had no idea what was missing. You and your mom were the missing pieces in my life. I will spend the rest of my life being the dad you deserve, and helping guide you through life’s trials, and love you until all the stars fall from the sky.” Jazzy leaped in his arms and held him tight. “I love you too, daddy.”

I took a deep breath and looked at JJ, Arrow and Zeppelin. “JJ, Arrow and Zeppy, I promise to always be a source of love, laughter, and support for you three. I'll be there for your triumphs, your setbacks, and everything in between. We will tackle it all together. I vow to honor the bond you share with your dad, and the love and bond you had with your mom. I am extremely honored to be a part of your lives, and to watch you grow. I’ve loved you three since the beginning and I’ll love you three until all the stars fall. Together the six of us will be a family and will always be there to take care of each other. I love you three so much.” They hugged me tightly, “We love you too.”

When I stood up, Jeff smiled. “Jensen, do you take Y/N to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?”

Jensen looked at me and smiled, “I do.” Then Jeff turned to me, “Y/N, do you take Jensen to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?” I looked at Jensen and smiled, “I do.”

“By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Jensen, you may kiss your bride.” Jensen pulled me flush to him, leaned me back and kissed me deeply. Cheers and applause erupted. When Jensen pulled me back up we turned to face everyone. “It is my honor to announce for the first time, Mr and Mrs Jensen and Y/N Ackles.”

Jensen, and I took each other’s hands and walked down the aisle together. We walked into the bridal suite to wait for photos. Inside Jensen closed and locked the door.

He walked over to me and pulled me in for another deep kiss. He pulled away and looked at me, “You are absolutely breathtaking, darlin’. Are you wearing that thing you sent me under this?” He tried to pull my dress to the side and I giggled. “Yes I am, but you’re going to have to wait to see it. If you mess up my hair before pictures, Gen and Nichole are going to kick your ass.”

He pulled me flush to his body, “Worth it.” I giggled as he started to kiss down my neck. I moaned as his hands started running up and down my body. Jensen’s hands slid down to the bottom of my dress and lifted up my skirt, revealing the dark blue lingerie I was wearing.

Jensen bit his lip and growled. “Damn baby, this is beautiful, but definitely in the way.” I grabbed his hand, and that’s when I felt the cufflinks. “Jens, where did you get these?” “Bill and Margaret gave them to me. They wanted me to wear them when I married you, because you’re like a daughter to them.” I nodded, “That’s so sweet, Jens. These look like the ones Josh wore.” “That’s because they are, sweetheart.” I gasped, “Oh wow.”

There was a knock on the door. It was Gen telling us it was time to get pictures taken. After pictures, it was time to enjoy the reception. We danced, ate, drank and had so much fun.

As the night wore on the kids were starting to get sleepy. Jensen’s parents were keeping the kids for the night so Jensen and I could be alone. We had decided instead of a honeymoon with just the two of us, we were going on a family moon and taking the kids with us. We were leaving in two days, so Jensen and I had two days alone.

It was time for Jensen and I to leave the reception. Everyone lined up with sparklers and created an arch for us to walk under. When we got to the end, I turned around and hugged all of the kids and told them good night. Jensen helped me into Baby, and then walked around and slid in the driver’s seat.

He took my hand in his and kissed it. “Ready to go home, Mr. Ackles?” “You better believe it, Mrs. Ackles. I can’t wait to get you out of that dress.”

I chuckled and bit my lip. My body tingled with anticipation of what was to come.

Jensen pulled into the driveway and walked around to my door. He opened it and offered me his hand. When he pulled me out of the car he pulled me flush to his body. His lips hovered over mine. I could feel his hot breath on my lips. I swallowed hard, my heart beating wildly in my chest.

Jensen kissed me softly and took my hand, leading me to the door. Opening the door, Jensen looked at me, scooped me up and carried me over the threshold. “Welcome home, Mrs. Ackles.” He gently put me down and closed and locked the door.

As soon as the door was locked, Jensen’s lips and hands were back on me. He kissed down my neck and to my cleavage. I tilted my head back and let out a moan. “Jens, please.”

Jensen took my hand and led me upstairs to our room. He moved my hair to the side and started to unzip my dress. I shivered when his fingers brushed against my skin. When my dress was unzipped I let it fall at my feet.

Standing before my husband in the navy blue lingerie I had on under my dress. Jensen bit his lip, “God this looks better in person. I am one lucky man.” I blushed.

Jensen started to take off his tuxedo. I sat on the edge of the bed, watching him strip. My thighs clenched together when he was down to his boxers. My hands ran up his toned chest and into his hair as I stood to kiss his lips.

I could feel his arousal through the thin material of his boxers, and my arousal soaking my panties.

Jensen laid me back on the bed, pulled me down to the side and threw my legs over his shoulders. He unsnapped the bottom of the lingerie, exposing my dripping core. “Damn baby, you’re soaked.” I bit my lip and nodded. He kissed up my thighs and when he got to my pussy he slid his fingers inside. I gasped at the sudden feeling of fullness. Jensen hooked his fingers up, and his mouth attached to my clit. He sucked and licked, pushing me closer to the edge. My hands gripping the sheets and then his hair. I threw my head back, moaning and begging him not to stop.

“Oh fuck, Jensen! That feels so good. Don’t stop.” This encouraged him to go faster. I bucked my hips into his mouth. He sucked my swollen clit as his fingers continued pumping in and out of me, deeper and deeper.

“Jens..I’m…gonna…cum..oh fuck!” I moaned and pulled his head into my pussy. I felt the sting of his beard rubbing on my sensitive skin. I came hard with a loud scream of his name. Jensen kept going, and as my legs tried to close, he held them apart. I came again without warning. My body is sensitive and overstimulated. I screamed his name again.

Jensen finally leaned up, my release covering his face. He hovered over me and placed a kiss on my lips. I tasted my release and deepened the kiss. Jensen leaned up and removed his boxers, his cock pink and wet with precum. I leaned forward and took his cock in my hand. Guiding it to my mouth. I began to suck him down deep into my throat. Jensen hissed when I sucked him into his balls.

“Oh fuck, baby! Just like that.” I continued to suck him. My hands gripped his thighs as I took every inch of him in my mouth. Jensen’s hands went into my hair and began to push my head onto his cock.

“Yes, baby. Let me fuck that pretty mouth of yours. God, you feel so good.” The sounds of his moans and me sucking filled the room. Jensen’s breath ragged. Then he pulled me off of him.

“Jens, what happened? Did I hurt you?” Jensen cupped my face, “No darlin’ that was amazing, but if you kept it up I would have cum down your throat and I want to make love to my wife tonight.”

I smiled and nodded. He laid me back and crawled up between my legs. “You ready baby?” I nodded. Jensen took his length in his hand and lined himself up. With one thrust he bottomed out. Both of us were moaning as he filled me up. He stopped and allowed my body to adjust to his size.

He always stretched me in ways that had my head reeling. He began to move. His movements, slow and deliberate. He was making love to me, without hurrying through to get to his release.

His lips trailed over my body, our fingers finding each other and interlocking as he held my hands down on the bed. Our bodies moved together in slow, deliberate motions. My body was filled with desire, love and bliss.

“I love you, Jensen.” I whispered. “I love you too, Y/N. So much.”

“I want you on top, baby. I want to see your beautiful body.” I nodded, Jensen pulled out and laid down. I climbed on top, lined him back up and took him back inside. I placed my hands on his chest to steady myself. I began to rock my hips back and forth.

Jensen’s hands held onto my breasts as I continued to ride him. He was in so deep I could feel his cockhead hitting my cervix with each thrust. I rocked my hips and bounced faster. Something ignited in Jensen, because he lifted his legs up, held onto my hips and began to thrust up in me. His thrusts grew faster as his moans became louder. “Oh fuck, Y/N. You feel so good. I’m gonna cum, baby.”

“Yes, Jensen! Cum in me, fill me up with your seed.” A few more thrusts and Jensen was grunting, spilling his hot seed inside me. I could feel his cock twitch inside me. When I felt him stop, I climbed off, went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up. I came back with a washcloth and started to clean Jensen. Since he was extra sensitive he took the cloth and cleaned himself.

When he was done he threw it to the side and pulled me close to him. Jensen cupped my face and kissed me deeply. “Thank you, Y/N. Thank you for coming into our lives, loving us and becoming my wife. I love you so much baby and I promise you I will love you until the end of time.”

I smiled softly and looked into his green eyes so full of love, “I love you too, Jensen. Thank you for loving me and Jazzy and becoming my husband. I’ll love you until the end of time.”

Jensen pulled me close to him, grabbed the blanket and put it over us. “Good night, darlin’.” I laid my head on his chest, “Good night, baby.” The two of us drifted off to sleep thinking about how an unexpected friendship could lead to this beautiful family and incredible love we created together.

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jyou-no-sonoko19 · 7 months ago

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what would happen if ao3's jyou_no_sonoko were to write x reader?

#It was put to me some months ago #I have never written such a thing #and I've always found the genre quite awkward by the nature of its inevitable restrictions #but I am also in the following positions:#(more often than not) game for a literary challenge;#open for and needing of paid work;#sensing the need for a creative shake-up #All of which is *not* to say that my own writing has been put aside #not at all #it's far more complicated than that #But I hope my readers will continue being the most patient people for whom the work appears worth waiting for #I was supposed to take my hiatus *after* this next chapter #I have not been in my right creative mind since December #and I am currently trying something to try and solve the issue #it's going slower than I'd like -- naturally #I am patient with everyone except myself

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musicrunsthroughmysoul · 7 months ago

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I feel accomplished because this week while I was at work during my free period, I wrote apparently about three pages worth of dialogue that I'd left in my WIP as "[insert more dialogue here later]" and I was able to tie it in to the rest of it (as in, what I'd already written after the "[insert more dialogue here"]), and while there are still places in my WIP where I was like "[add something else specific here?]" it means I'm done with that first...whatever it is, of my current WIP. (I still haven't decided if I'm writing just, like, individual parts of this WIP, or if they're chapters, or what. Most of them are super fucking long so I have NO IDEA what to call them. To call them chapters doesn't seem accurate given how long they are, so...parts?! I GUESS?! I'm not writing a novel, but I've also never written a novel before anyway and it shows.)

#when I'm lonely in a world of my own #WOW I have 31 pages of some very self-indulgent bullshit I'll never share with anyone!#er sorry that's 31 pages of the first...part or whatever it is. I've written at least 50 pages of other chapters/parts/#scenes and other stuff that happen well after this first part/whatever it is. LOL #but then again there is a gap of over a year (in story) after this first part/whatever and the next chapters/parts/whatevers. so...#I keep thinking about sharing some of it here under a self-conscious 'keep reading' but I've been re-reading it since I finished it #last night and I'm probably being way too critical but I'm also like 'this is too self-indulgent. no one would even want to read this.' lma #(bless you if you think you do want to read it. but I can assure you that you do not. but maybe I'll be brave...I just won't say when...)

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whumpy-wyrms · 11 months ago

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ITS BEEN A MONTH SINCE TLLR CHAPTER 11????? WHAT

#wyrms says stuff #SORRY ITS TAKING FOREVER TO WRITE HOLY SHIT???#i thought it had been like 2 weeks or something #dude i’m actually sorry it’s taking so long to get chapters out #BUT like the next three chapters are all around 2/3 of the way done #i miss those phases where writing becomes sooooo so so easy for me and i write like 3k words a day #i’ve never been able to like stick with a writing schedule #my energy for writing comes and goes as it pleases and it’s been like that all my life. drawing comes naturally #it never bothered me before that i’d just not write for a few months at a time and then suddenly get motivation #to write a shit ton of stuff at once in rapid succession #and it sucks because forcing myself to sit down and write is hard it just doesn’t come super naturally like drawing does.#like forcing myself to draw can be a lot of fun and it’s easy. but honestly i don’t chose when my brain tells me it’s writing time #but that’s probably not a good thing huh #and also i’m like?? SUPER SUPER excited about some of the chapters coming up?? like chapter 14 is THE chapter i’ve been most excited about #since i started this series. AND ITS BASICALLY ALREADY WRITTEN TOO #the parts in between are hard to figure out i’ve realized #and also hard to give myself motivation to write them. im basically just annoyed that writing doesn’t come as naturally as art does for me #and that ever since i started actually writing about my own ocs like 6 years ago #i’ve only been able to write in short bursts of a few months at a time #it’s annoying but it’s a good challenge for me to overcome. i just have to sit down and write and then i’ll get that motivation back #the next chapter should be done very very soon!!!

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umbracirrus · 1 year ago

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Chapter 13 of The Perfect Storm is posted! A somewhat shorter chapter, but an important one!

Fic rating: E (for future sexual content)

Chapter description: When Elyse is informed of the contents of Ulfric's previous letter to Balgruuf, she has the arduous task of going through letters sent to herself to uncover any hidden motives.

Chapter excerpt:

“That… That’s weird, there is one letter here which isn’t from the Jarl of Windhelm. Perhaps it got mixed up in here by mistake,” she stated as she picked up one of the envelopes. Elyse dropped the paper in her hands, open to looking at anything which wasn’t an attempt to manipulate her into thinking that she needed to join Ulfric and share in his politics. Lydia had opened the envelope by the time that her attention was fully on her, and the first thing which she noticed was the housecarl’s face draining of colour.

“Who is it from? What does it-“

“Ulfric isn’t the only one trying to get you on their side,” she whispered, eyes flicking from side to side as she skimmed through its contents. “It’s from the Empire.” She turned the paper around, as the message spilled over the first side of the page. “But not from their General. It is signed by a ‘Legate Rikke’.”

#meg has done some writing #dragonborn oc elyse #skyrim fanfiction #balgruuf x dragonborn #tbh this chapter has been done for a few days - since before i fell ill - but i just keep going back and changing one or two words #so decided that i would just post it now because fuck it and i'll just keep procrastinating if i don't #and mentally it will let me start working on the next chapter #because even though i have a few future excerpts written because i want them set in stone before the plot diverges from the ideas #i have a preference for writing things in chapter/(maybe) chronological order

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salamifuposey · 11 months ago

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Orange Juice - Chapter 8 - The Aftermath

Much after the pandemonium had finally settled, Lemmy and his own friends had seemingly finally captured the ominous character Buloke.

As Buloke continued to persevere even despite all hits and surprises upon him, including Lemmy trying to sneak up from behind him, Hector barely able to be up to Buloke's own power and Garter's own help, thanks to the interference of Lady Miriam on one of V.I.V headquarter's helicopters, Dayley letting drop off Henrick to the scene of fight and letting Henrick buy off time enough for everyone to come together, Dayley stopping Buloke just in time before coming after Jayt had previously launched a fiery blaze towards him, and the assistance of one of Lemmy's friends that he had brought with him from Aurea to their world, Vonderv, they had managed to single-handedly capture Buloke Iron with Vonderv's own ability that allowed him to imprison Buloke Iron temporarily and seize his own madness.

Previously, Hector and Garter had been quite struggling against their greatest foe, only for Buloke to impose a threat upon him, causing Garter to completely pull all of his entire power to entirely pull and tug Buloke, causing himself and Buloke to shatter the iron factory's own side windows and ultimately falling from outside of it.

As Buloke had finally been seized and everyone had gathered up, Lemmy had also learned from his mother Buloke's own mysterious roots and from whence he came from, including his past as Hector's own mentor on that very same night, much of Garter's past also being solved.

Ever since then, they simply departed back from by using their own helicopters, the gang finally being able to catch a break and Miriam able to make truce with Buloke with him partaking as a instructor on the V.I.V headquarters, further accumulating and training their own recruits.

A long night that had certainly been quite a struggle and a fight to endure, our heroes then felt like they could finally take a breath, as they all headed back home to their own appropriate accomodations, once proper healing was applied from Adven in the headquarters.

As they were tended by Adven and their own repercussions, Buloke and the rest were giving out proper explanations on what it had exactly happened and how it led to such events, all while they were kept under supervision so they wouldn't inflict upon themselves over mere recklessness.

As the morning sun then rises, our heroes then finally meet a brand new day, as a certain familiar face now wakes from their own slumber.

Deep in Intile City, there was now a peek from a life of someone, as the morning sun was dawning on them.

On the bed, laid a man, completely stretched out, completely sore still from last night, as he breathed cozily on the rather thrown about sheets that laid on the sides of the wooden bed, while still barely making the most of that slumber.

This man had a strange coloration in his own skin, a deep red, as he slightly snores, his body slightly exposed.

On his chest, and spread throughout his torso, remains a rather faded mark of an attack, made by a claw, some time ago, as he softly breathed, still remaining quite rather turbulent and slightly quivering his body to cozy it against the bed.

He could still feel the slight pinch and sting from his own mark that persisted on his own chest.

As he was still groggily sleeping, you could see glimpses of a life lived by someone who had friends. On his bed table, there were frames and pictures of those he had been with along in his own life.

One contained him with a young promiscuous blue-dressed woman. Another shared a very old photo of himself and his own childhood friend. Some others contained pictures of his own relatives and family, including his mom and his own younger sister. Even although he had no such pictures of a few more recent friends, he still carried and had with him mementos from his own friends from the Aurea dimension, from which he had brought several memories across to this own world.

The home he was in was quite humble and quite small, as this man absolutely detested having too much work cut out for him cleaning up after himself. It was a small place he had gotten to have his own house, as he had gotten it through at least, some sort of effort.

He wasn't exactly very comfortable sharing his own place with others, given the man felt like people would probably not like it much and was more adapted to his own comfort, only having had very just recently gotten a tad few more feminine presents to help decorate it.

As he now groggily wakes up, he now barely takes a stretch, still feeling quite rather queasy from all the adventure from yesterday, including getting kidnapped off by his own childhood friend's own mentor.

"... Hhhrnghh..."

As this man stretched his arms and scratches his head, he then barely could keep his eyes open, as he slightly peeked over to his own cellphone.

"..."

As Lemmy now realizes the time, he then slightly groaned, as looked over the time in his own cellphone.

"... Ugh... It's nine in the morning...." He moaned. "... I overslept, I still feel groggy from yesterday night..."

He then makes a final stretch and slowly tries to get out of bed, as he prepares for yet another day.

Lemmy then takes a quick shower, slowly brushing his teeth a little after.

As he gets snug up and tries to dress up a familiar white t-shirt, of which he had plenty of and several other colors, his slightly worn shoes and dressing his own stout jacket adorning his mini-cape, he then goes towards his own mirror that he has near the quite small living room that had the front door not too far from him, ready to check up on himself as he readied to make it out the front door.

As he clutches his own mothers' dagger that had been safely rescued off from the iron factory off from the top of a drawer, safely inclined towards a base, he then rubs the front of his own face, thinking how it all led to such a situation.

"..."

"... Man, I'm glad I got my mom's dagger back... come to think of it, this thing's been with me through my worst moments..."

As he stared at himself, he couldn't help but think and reflect on what led to his own kidnapping.

"..."

"... I've got the same red tint as Hector..." He then wondered about his own fallacy.

"... I really wonder why I got kidnapped by Buloke of all people..." He then lamented his own weaknesses and thinking he had dragged Jayt into this, after seemingly also acknowledging Jayt just so happened to be with him at that time.

"..."

"... We both have the same super-human thing..." Lemmy then started associating his super human attribute to Hector's.

"... Could it have been that somehow... Buloke saw some potential in that?..." He then wondered about Buloke's true real motivations.

"... Back then, I was trying to hit him but then he slapped my dagger off..." Lemmy reminisced Buloke slapping his dagger away from him.

"... It was almost as if... he was trying to slap me out of his own way..."

He definitely did recall it. He was remembering Buloke seemingly just tossing him aside, after the same had grabbed him by his own shirt.

"... Did he really want to hurt me?..."

Staring at his own hand, he then comes to many several questions.

Thinking back to his own mother and then Buloke's relation, he couldn't help but think.

"... What if... he was trying to take me in to replace his own prodigy?..." Lemmy wasn't quite sure why he had thought of that.

"... What if... he just wanted to take me from my own mother to... perhaps... training me?... And keep me as..."

"... a replacement for Hector, who he thought was long gone?"

He then heavily stared at his own hand thinking.

"... Do I really have that much potential?..." Lemmy was almost grasping at straws theorizing Buloke's whole intents.

He then also had reminisced about how Buloke had completely eyed Jayt after the same had launched a almost flamethrower-like attack towards him, making Buloke completely going after Jayt, everyone trying to stop him until Dayley came to stop Buloke in his own tracks.

Even after hearing Buloke directly apologizing towards him, it still felt off. As in, not quite Buloke's own apologies but rather, how it felt like it was actually truly sincere, as he had truly felt guilty of it all?

"..."

"... I'm delusional... there's no way Buloke would ever kidnap me because of that." Lemmy then simply shook those thoughts off from his own head, as he knew he had to carry on with his own day.

"..." He then slightly frowns and tries to get ready to make off right out from the door's entrance.

"If I don't get out of here soon, mom'll think I'm going lazy..." He then tried to get off from that melancholic state, as he knew he still had a girlfriend to look after and also bumping up to meet the others, hopefully making sure everyone is well.

"... I gotta make the most out of my own day!"

As the scenery then changes of Lemmy then readying himself to set out of the house and steps towards a slightly cramped street, he then sets off to make his way to his mother's V.I.V headquarters by foot, as it wasn't actually too far off from there and he truly felt like getting an house any farther from it could prove to be detrimental to his mother's own safety, in case she were ever in any trouble.

As he basks on the already quite bright sun of the day and walking breezily towards there, he couldn't help but feel like he was glad things had turned out the way it did, with not too many actual casualties towards the V.I.V headquarters.

Seemingly, Buloke's very own men were also detained, but still with a lease to do as freely as they can, without limiting their own lives as it had been explained by Lemmy's own mother, for as long they don't hurt anyone within the city's boundaries, headquarters included.

As he was getting nearer and soon approaching the headquarters however, he soon then immediately noticed Hector off from the distance, who was at least, quite a bit farther off from the V.I.V headquarters and had also came from his own place.

Lemmy then shouted from the distance while trying to get Hector's attention.

"Yo, hey, Hect-!"

"... Whoa, dude, you alright, you look like a train ran over you!" Lemmy quickly exclaimed, as Hector was walking towards him.

Just as he easily guessed it, Hector looked like he had been through quite a long arduous fight, as his front completely almost falls and he tries to drag his own feet towards the headquarters, looking as if his whole back and arms were absolutely completely tired and beaten.

"... Hahahah, yeah, I guess Buloke really did a number on me, didn't he?..."

As he approaches Lemmy, he then completely stretches and even starts to moan out.

".... Auuuugh... my back's killing me! Welp! So much for that well-rested body and soul I once had!..." He lamented, but in a way, he also didn't quite regret it. "To be fair!... I don't think I exactly eased on myself since I tried to practice with Buloke yesterday night just like the good old times!..." He then spoke. "I kinda felt bad not having been strong enough being there to defend and protect ya!..."

"... Should have just called it a rest day!..." He then sulks a wee bit.

"Aw geez, Hec, you really did all that still thinking about it?" Lemmy then tried to gently pat him on his back. "Well, at the very least, award of commemoration for having been the one who did all the trouble of going after us!"

"... Heheh, I guess, but I still gotta owe Dayley for having been the one with all the worry on his own head!" Hector still felt like he had to do something at least for Dayley to thank him over it.

"Anyway, come on, we still gotta pick up Jayt in our way." Hector then suggested, Jayt's house being only a slightly bit more closer to the V.I.V headquarters than even Lemmy's own place, quite a bit more prestiged than his also.

"Ya know, I never even seen Jayt's own house. I wonder how it's like..." Lemmy then pondered as they left wandering off.

"Oh, it's great!" Hector already was seeming to imply he had already been at Jayt's house. "I really think you'd like it... definitely quite a bit more spatious than your crib, that's for sure. I've already hanged out with him quite a lot in his own place."

As they finally ventured and made their way towards the headquarters, they had just so managed to spot Jayt not too far from them, Hector trying to catch up to him and calling for his own attention. "Hey, Jayt! We're here!"

As Jayt then ever so slowly tries catching up on to them, Lemmy and Hector then quickly approaches him.

"Hey, you all ready to go?" Hector then tried to make sure Jayt wasn't leaving anything behind back on his own house.

"... Yeah. Thanks for picking me up. Always appreciate it, heh..." Jayt then immediately shrugged off and could immediately see Lemmy was with him. "You brought Lemmy with you as well?"

"Yeah, I've groggily been walking until here... Feeling sore and all, but that's nothing when I'm with ya!" Hector then couldn't help share his own joy every time he was with Jayt.

"Aw shucks... you never really stop embarassing me, do you?..." Jayt couldn't help but blush but then immediately comforting himself right next to Hector, who tried to hold Jayt's own hand, as he looked down, feeling quite unexpectedly cheerful.

"Anyways we gotta get going! Ol' Lady Miriam's waiting for us." Hector then was trying to keep them on their own toes.

As they had finally made it to the V.I.V headquarters, they just as easily approach the headquarters' security-proofed doors allowing them inside and being welcomed by the formal and rather cozy environment of the headquarters. Having a looming building such as this on the actual city, some citizens who still lived right next to these headquarters actually had nothing to complain of, as the sturdiness of the structure allowed the headquarters to function without any environmental noise nor preoccupations neighbors and near inquilins had to worry about.

They knew of Lady Miriam's operations, but having seen the woman actually leave the structure for her own business, they have also come to learn her maternal side and how she actually treated anyone who was hired by her, not viewing her as a threat unless to the most corrupted citizens and power on the city. It was especially peculiar, given the actual name of the headquarters.

Just as they made it in, a familiar figure then easily approached, with nothing but good news to bear, with Malcolm right by her side.

"Hey, mom!" Lemmy jolted, happily seeing the smile on her face while Malcolm gave a bit of a glare towards Lemmy, but happy her son was there.

"Good to see her own son thriving... even after having had their sorry bum kicked around by a hooligan by the likes of Buloke." Malcolm seemed to like poking fun at her own son even despite their own blood relation. "Aren't you quite the charmer!"

"Yeah yeah, I get it, good ol' Malcolm, good to see ya, you sure never miss a chance to always make a joke towards me, heheh..." Lemmy then simply had grown accostumed to Malcolm's own bold takes that were actually pretty amiable, if not just to have fun with him.

Malcolm then simply smiled, if not just because he still cared after her son and always liked to make him less reserved and bolder.

"... Good on you to finally make it!" Lady Miriam seemed rather pleased by the men that worked under her wing including her son being welcomed with a warm reception. "Looks like someone had a nice sleep last night." She teased, knowing the accomodations they had been given.

"... Heheh, all except for me, kinda!..." Hector couldn't help but yelp, as he slightly slouched rubbing his poor back.

"... Of course you had to stand out and make the most of the night trying to practice with Buloke!" Lady Miriam still seemed quite proud of the bodyguard that she herself had chosen to protect Lemmy. "You never really let me down, do ya?"

As they all stammered about, trying to speak with Miriam however, Lemmy couldn't help but remember one thing.

"... Oh yeah! Come to think about it, where's Buloke?" Lemmy himself was wondering what the hulking man was on about while during all the night they spent sleeping while trying to restore their own energy.

"... I'm right here."

As Lemmy and his own partners quickly take notice, they then quickly spotted Buloke coming in all the way from the training course field, where most of Miriam's own henchmen would go on to practice a lot of their skillsets, including physical fighting, weapon wielding, machinery driving and other such means of combat and defense to protect themselves and the rest of the headquarters.

"Woah, mom, you didn't even waste a single second making the most out of Buloke!" Lemmy was feeling quite impressed and flabbergasted at these whole operations to keep him under work and teaching the henchmen that existed and the upcoming ones.

"How would I not, given Buloke's an absolute prestige teacher? I'm not gonna look sideways and pretend he's not a great mentor." Lady Miriam wasn't exactly shy of finding ways to flatter the old man and his own ways at teaching.

"No need to flatter me." Buloke sensibly warned. "I've only been trying to make the most out of the headquarters' own henchmen. I'd dare say they do have quite a lot of potential so I wouldn't exactly blame you over picking such henchmen for your own." He them remarked.

"... Oh yeah, Lemmy, come to think about it, how on earth did you get your own Deep Reshon blade back?" Hector then suddenly tried to surmise, as he thought that Buloke could have possibly confiscated it off from his own hands.

"... Oh, this old thing?" Lemmy then tried to give explanations. "It was actually still being held by one of Buloke's goons... amidst all that trouble, I couldn't help but realize one of the knocked ones had it in one of their own pockets during all that chaos." Lemmy was honestly glad it was that easy to recover it. "Thank god, I wouldn't have known what I could have possibly done without it!..."

"You sure do have a streak of luck your enemies still having your weapon around..." Jayt couldn't help share his bit of honesty.

"You'd laugh, but it's actually not the first time it ever did happen..." Lemmy then guffawed reminding himself of something in the past.

"... So, what are ya gonna do now? So you're just going to be teaching our partners actual endurance and physical fighting?" Lemmy then pondered to ask Buloke, who was surprisingly lukewarm towards Lemmy.

"... Pretty much." He didn't seem like he had nothing to hide from them. "I'll be sure to teach you guys some lessons... and it won't just be physical training also," he remarked, "it also involves battle intelligence, outsmarting your opponent's wits and making the most out of your own environment, which Hector definitely took advantage of on our last battle." He had felt quite proud of Hector still retaining that after all this time.

"Many times, you wanna make sure you're one step ahead of your own opponent." Buloke emphasized.

"Huh..." Lemmy then quickly tried to process a bit of that knowledge. "Ya know, I sure could learn a thing or two coming from you."

"Easy for you to say, my training is often not for the weakling..." Buloke wanted to make sure this time Miriam's son not to get hurt.

"... But I could make an exception particularly for you." He then stared at Lemmy pointing towards him, acknowledging that despite his limber weak body, he could still make the most out of it in battle movement and being quick enough to catch your enemies offguard.

He seemed a little less stern during that moment, as Lemmy stared back, Buloke a little less tense and preoccupied.

"And I'm also gonna make sure I make your little fire buddy also have a little bit more of endurance during his own flamethrower attacks during his human form..." Buloke also made sure to try and also help Jayt gain a bit more resistance and stamina for his attacks.

"Anyway, I've got to leave, I've still got a lot of work to do..." Buloke then tried to appease and trying to depart for the moment. "Some of your own henchmen have already grown accostumed to me... They seem eager to try out some stuff. I won't mind sharing some of that knowledge so they can live freely and defend themselves from any sort of peril."

"Definitely wouldn't want to keep ya away for too long then..." Lemmy then thought it was best to leave Buloke to care after the rest of his mother's own squad. "... Can't even think about how you'll handle them..." He then gulps, already writing the squad's own fate.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of them..." Despite the fact that he said it in an incredibly somber voice, he really did mean it well.

"It still takes getting used to these headquarters, but I'm slowly grasping how it works. As conniving your mother is, she wouldn't leave me in the dark, which is surprisingly more what I bargained." Buloke was making sure the plates between him and Miriam were clean.

As Buloke makes his own leave, Lady Miriam then tries to adjust him to their own daily schedule, as she tries escorting him towards other facilities and parts of the headquarters he still didn't know about. Malcolm seemed to like the cut of Buloke's jib as he chuckled.

"Putting that aside, keep up the good work." Lady Miriam told. "Take as much rest as you need in case you still haven't recovered from last night." Lady Miriam wanted to make absolute sure her own men were completely restored and at the top of their wits today.

"Today's gonna be another busy day and who else but Buloke to help the whole crew?" Miriam then felt reassured about her teamworking with him.

They then finally make their own leave as Lemmy immediately drops his own share of thought, as he bids a goodbye to his own mother for now.

"Man, having someone like Buloke training us is DEFINITELY not gonna be easy." Lemmy then slightly shuddered, but at the same time, wasn't exactly too much against the idea as he knew the world of hurt he was about to get into.

"Easy for you to say, how on earth he's gonna handle someone who has fire powers like me?" Jayt then pondered, arguing the amount of proper knowledge he had over even handling such an element. "Don't tell me he's gonna make me endure stuff..."

"Nah, he's not that kinda fella," Hector then stopped Jayt right there, "I'd argue he'd tell you how to preserve your own energy without wasting it and output a consistent amount of fire so you wouldn't self-hazard yourself..." Hector then pondered.

"I guess, someone like you would certainly know about his own kind of training." Jayt simply pointed given Hector had once been under Buloke's own wing.

As they were then left with only but themselves to take care after, it didn't take much too long until one certain familiar face then tried to humbly and carefully approach them, all while they talked to each other about the potential of Buloke making marmelade out of each and every single one of them, up until Jayt notices.

"... Dayley!" As the young man quickly notices Dayley come up from upstairs, Dayley was in fact, as regularly content as he usually was.

Jayt was actually incredibly glad seeing him, as he approaches the group slowly, his cape following along with him.

"Hey guys! How you've been? Did you spent your night well?" He obviously questioned, as he knew they had been in a pickle and wanted to make sure they had been resting up well in case over any soreness they might have, despite the infirmary help.

"... We woke up pretty darn well! Although I guess there's still a little soreness from yesterday!..." Hector then chuckled, as he jokingly scratches the back of his own head knowing it'd definitely take some time to properly heal from it.

"Yeah, I'm still pretty beaten from yesterday!..." Although Lemmy thought it was lucky Buloke never actually got to lay much of an hand on him, remembering that the most Buloke had done was slapping the Deep Reshon off with the back of his own hand and threw him to the side.

"Although I guess it's just up from here now, huh?" Lemmy simply assumed and hoped for the best there would be no more incoming trouble for them.

"Oh, so I guess everything's fine for now." Dayley was at least thankful nothing particularly serious had happened yesterday.

"Yeah, and I definitely got to thank for somebody!" Hector then told with a genuine smile on his face.

A little after Hector speaking, Jayt then jumped slightly forward, incoming towards Dayley with even quite a big hug.

"... Oh! You kinda surprised me there!" Dayley had assumed Jayt was just happy to see him for some reason.

"I've still got to thank you! I'm just glad you came for all of us and even managed to bring everyone and Lady Miriam along with you..." Jayt then professed his own gratitude over the quite tall caped individual that was standing before him.

"Thank you, I really appreciate it!..." As Jayt slightly hugged him, Dayley then felt quite a bit undeserving of that and not doing much.

"Oh, I barely even did anything! I was only the one with all the worries! Hector was the one that came after you guys!" Dayley then tried to be genuinely sincere. "And I didn't certainly want to keep any secrets from Lady Miriam from her own son missing!"

"The rest was just me, trying to bring in Henrick and he was really dying to step up and try his hand at who it was at first!" Dayley had felt like he hadn't had much of a presence battle-wise as Jayt kept hugging him harder. "I was just so concerned about you guys..."

"... Still! You still came after us and you even tried to put a stop towards Buloke!" Jayt then reminisced Dayley stopping Buloke to a halt.

"... Hah, but all I did was hold his arm! And I may have gotten a bit carried away slightly punching him... I was containing that fist pretty hard..." Dayley wasn't sure what to make of that one single moment. "And I just stood stupid in the sky while you were launching those flames up against him!..." He pretty much had admitted to having felt a bit distracted during that, explaining the period he was missing.

"I don't care! I'm just glad you were there for us when we needed you the most..." Jayt definitely felt like he was in somewhat of a pickle.

"... Hah, I'm glad things sorted out as well..." Dayley even sighed in relief knowing it was also all over as he put his hand over Jayt's back.

"... I still feel like I could have done more to help..." Dayley was just hoping he was doing all he could in his power.

"And you did! You were there for all of us! You really felt concerned over all of us..." Jayt then simply tried to ease Dayley.

"Yeah, don't sweat it, partner, I bet you did as much as I possibly could do to help... If!... I also happened to also have superhuman powers!" Hector then chuckled to himself remembering he definitely wasn't as blessed as Dayley despite his agility.

"Yeah! Imagine if Dayley had not come for us!" Jayt then tried to surmise what Buloke possibly had in store for them.

"Buloke almost coming after me?..." Jayt merely had thought out the worst over himself.

"... I could have possibly died!..."

As those words suddenly rung on Dayley's own head, he suddenly stood very shook over the very realization that if he hadn't come for them, Jayt could possibly had been killed and his expression suddenly changing to a quite somber one.

Just a few seconds after Jayt said those words, Dayley then trembled as he kept being held by Jayt, at least, as much as he possibly could.

As Dayley felt quite restless, he just couldn't help dread that very notion and prediction.

As Jayt kept hugging him as much as he could, he then felt something quite fall on top of his own cheek.

Dayley then practically broke into tears as he trembled, looking down with tears streaming down his face as he tried to contain them to no avail, shaking and trying to hold on to Jayt all while still processing the very words that had been spoken and rung in him.

"... Dayley?"

As Jayt tried to usher out Dayley's own name as his tears quite dropped, the rest of the gang couldn't help watch him in this rather vulnerable state, Lemmy and Hector looking quite surprised.

"Woah, man! You're crying?! Are you okay?!" Hector then tried to reassure and ask what was wrong.

As Dayley still barely tried to contain his own sobs, he barely could contain his streaming tears.

But just as he looked at Jayt just one more time, he then remembered.

He didn't want to see Jayt sad.

And thought he'd be concerning him too much over his own self, hoping to keep him off from his sudden emotions.

As he didn't want to upset Jayt, he then slightly was trying to recompose himself, trying to stop the tears from flowing.

Slightly stuttering and trying to recover his words, Dayley then tried just gently reassuring Jayt.

"... Y... Yeah... I'm fine..." He then slowly tried to turn his expression to a soft genuine smile.

"... I'm just glad everything turned out for the best..." He then tries to ease Jayt as he slightly trembled, a tear in the corner of his eye.

He then hugged Jayt, in a simple warm embrace, knowing he was right there, trying not to hug him too hard.

As Jayt noticed Dayley's own change, he then tried helping Dayley as Dayley was making sure of Jayts' own presence.

"Oh, it's okay." Jayt then tried to ease him so that he wouldn't be bottled with emotions. "I made you uneasy..."

"No," Dayley then tried shooking that thought away from him, "you didn't do anything wrong..." He wanted to make absolute sure Jayt wasn't at fault here.

"... You didn't do anything wrong at all." He then politely smiled and tried to give a whole world of respect towards Jayt.

Just a simple seconds later, Dayley was back to being his old ordinary self, with a small plastered smile on his face, content and just being glad his friends and comrades were around there for him, knowing just how far he had come despite all the struggles.

"It's just thoughts, I was just frightful something could have happened to you." He tried to console himself and trying to act more mature, as he still knew he was the one quite a bit older than them and hoping to lend his own power to protect them.

"I got a bit carried away." He made sure he at least could be as genuine as possible and being as peaceful as possible.

"Still, for you to care so much about us..." Jayt couldn't help but think it wasn't exactly just because of that, but he still commended Dayley over wanting to protect them as much as he could. "It's okay feeling a bit overwhelmed. I don't want you feeling sad in the slightest."

As Dayley heard those words from Jayt, he definitely perked up quite a bit, feeling a somewhat heartwarming feeling in his heart.

"Yeah, from us all, you're the one out of all of us who absolutely deserves the biggest breaks." Along with time, to Lemmy, Dayley had really become quite a friendly acquaintance of his, even despite being administrator alongside with his own mother and easily forgot his qualms with him.

"It's okay." He then tried to make sure Lemmy and Hector weren't also too shook from his emotional outbreak. "I really am fine. Just hearing that from you and your concerns... It really makes me feel a whole lot better." He really hoped not to let the crew down.

"Seriously, thank you. We really can't thank you hard enough." Lemmy was really hoping him, alongside with Hector, were thanked well enough. "If it weren't for you... Or Hector... Who knows what coulda happened with me and Jayt... Although I guess help was also appreciated from quite a certain someone who just... somehow unexpectedly appeared along to help." Lemmy was, in fact, referring to the mysterious looking Garter, who seemingly had barged in somehow to get him and his friend back from Buloke's own clutches.

"Heh." Dayley merely smiled with a open mouth, just grateful of hearing that.

"Anyways, I got a whole lot going to happen today. Miss Miriam today really wants me to help with some extra duty. Nothing you guys might need to worry about." Dayley tried to assure them. "Your mom is quite special, even if a bit feisty... definitely not someone I'm used to handle, but she and your pops hit it really well. I can get how the headquarters are so prestiged." He complimented Lemmy's parents' own effort to keep the establishment afloat. "You guys really do put a lot into giving to these charities... You've really been helping a whole lot of people." He then finished off with that.

"I don't want to keep them waiting. They already do so much for me." Dayley then tries to resume back to his own workflow. "It's strange how easily they understood my situation, even although I don't want to bother anyone here with my own stuff."

"Being able to keep in touch with my own parents... I really do treasure that..." Dayley was really thankful for that. "The way how I got back my own men that wanted to be by my side..."

"Being able to still try to save the day and trying to protect all those I can reach, including Intile City... I thought I wouldn't be able being back to that... I'd never give up on my own people like that... I pretty much grew here..."

"... Anyway, thanks, guys. I'll see you later! I still have a lot to catch up with you all! Don't mind me."

As Lemmy and the rest tried to let Dayley off, Dayley seemed like he had been even almost born anew after being able to talk things through.

He cheered and even waved as he left off, hoping to meet the new requirements for today.

As Lemmy and the whole crew decided to leave Dayley to his own matters and assist Lady Miriam, they were then trying to get back to their old routines, just when a certain outlandish person that easily stood out then tried to abord them.

"Well that's one face I certainly wasn't quite expecting here." Lemmy blurted out just as Garter, the garishly dressed man had decided to then approach them as if they had been a part of the headquarters since a very long time ago.

"Oh hey, I didn't know you were going to be in here!" Hector was admirably surprised at this rather unexpected turn of events.

"Hey." Garter immediately grinned his teeth out just as he was presenting himself towards Lemmy and the rest of the gang. "Looks like you guys decided to finally show up!"

"So what are you even doing here, I thought it had already been settled everyone got rescued off?" Lemmy wasn't quite sure just why exactly Garter was meddling in during the headquarters' own operations, even though it was quite a relatively slow day of work.

"Let's just say a certain someone got themselves integrated as a part of these V.I.V headquarters, how 'bout that?" Garter still couldn't help giggling through his own teeth as he haplessly simply shares that bit of information about him.

"Wait, you?! You of all people?! Well, I guess I got nothing to object towards that considering you also sorta helped and you were the one fighting alongside Hector against Buloke..." Lemmy scratched the back of his head in quite a disbelief. "Guess mom really liked the idea of a snooping trickster swindling right into the headquarters and spying on others..."

"I mean, you're also a thief, so no qualms needed!" Garter was really fond of teasing and bickering with Lemmy's outstanding career.

"I even got a kick start and even already started training with beaver-head who was just here a few seconds ago!" Garter even proclaimed having initiated a course alongside with Buloke.

"I'm not sure you wanna call Buloke that..." Hector then professed his fears. "He's definitely quite a bit of a bear and can snap a little..."

"I even already started learning a few techniques while honing a few of what I already had!" Garter really was quite eager to show them off some day to a poor frightful soul who dared get in his way.

"Techniques, uh-huh..." Lemmy wasn't quite sure how much more Garter was even capable of, even though he had already seen quite a few battle skills Garter had previously used up against Buloke despite Buloke's tremendous conquering power. "I already know you can use, like, belts which you can use against your own enemies... not sure how you GOT those belts but I might be better off not knowing..."

"... You got also a really huge power somehow and you can also be quite unpredictable..." Lemmy was merely studying him just in case.

"You haven't seen it but I can also even use my very own banshee scream! I can shout and scream extremely loud and even shatter windows with my high-pitch!" Garter was very quite proud of his high-pitched screams. "Although I already quite knew that even while during our battle!"

"So why didn't you use it then?..." Lemmy was then quite asking the decision as to not use it while during Buloke's battle.

"Could have reaaaally proved itself to be quite useful during that fight..." Lemmy merely crossed his arms thinking about the battle.

"Ehh..."

Just as Garter was trying to come up with an excuse, he really couldn't help but having felt like he had been put in a corner as he then imagined that, had he done that, the windows that were right next to Lemmy and Jayt would then shatter, immediately sending shards towards everyone, including them. It wasn't exactly a thought he really enjoyed picturing considering they were Hector's friends.

"... no reason..." He felt quite nervous picturing that.

He also knew Hector was there, which added more towards the reason of not injuring Hector and the rest involved.

Screaming that much aloud would have also rendered them incapable of battling due to the high frequencies which could have resulted in Buloke trying to exploit that to his own advantage, merely trying to keep Buloke as far away from them as he could.

"Ooookay then..." Lemmy then figured he simply didn't want to share much details about it.

"I guess you're more than meets the eyes with that kinda attitude of yours..." Jayt merely commended to him, thinking nothing much about Garter but still thinking he was quite unusual, especially considering he was Henrick's own brother.

"You seem like a pretty smart guy also!" Garter couldn't help retribute that compliment back. "A little poindexter!"

"... Better to not call me that to not get burned then, hahah..." Despite it, Jayt accepted that compliment quite well.

As Henrick got to meet up with them, Henrick also couldn't help congratulate his own big brother on coming all this way to see his little brother.

"I'm just glad you also got to be of the headquarters I'm in!" He tried fistbumping his own big brother just before Garter rectifies him.

"Hey! Take it easy, nobody ever did say I'd be here at all times, only when I'm more wanted! Orders from me to that old bat, enough said!" Garter still was hoping not to spend his life on the headquarters, even though he did consider helping whenever wanted and as a backup for whenever Henrick needs it. "I also got gigs to play! I ain't got enough time lollygagging around just to frolick with you guys!"

"Heheh, sure, I'm just glad to have you around these parts, bro..." Henrick then chuckled as he couldn't help feel proud of him.

"I also know you also like having your own life! And together, we'll be the best brothers these headquarters are ever gonna have!" Henrick was seemingly quite proud that he could partner with Garter every once in a while whenever he ever needs help.

"Nothing like a pair of explosive brothers to help around each other whenever in need..." Lemmy couldn't quite help feel that he also hopes he could ever be like that towards his own sister Leticia. "You guys really got each others' back."

"You know it!" Henrick then blasted out from his own chest as a bellow. "With my bombs and my big bro's swerving, no one stands a chance!"

"Good to have your own back also, Henrick, baha, I think we really got to know each other quite a lot these past few days..." Hector couldn't help think Henrick was quite a vital part of the headquarters and wise of Lady Miriam having recruited his likes. "You really put those gloves into some good use! I didn't think anyone would ever be able handling those! Hope we get to work together more often!"

"Aw shucks, means a lot coming from you!" Henrick felt quite flattered after knowing Hector for quite a bit. "Yeah, did you check those out?! I really did brought all of their potential!" He was quite proud of being able to endure the impact of the blows.

"Maybe some day we can hit it off and hang out some day in the bowling alley! Really ram those pins, been a while since I last played it!" Henrick even had brought up a suggestion and suggesting the bowling alley he and his brother go to occasionally.

"Sounds like a cool idea, I definitely wouldn't mind that at all." Hector merely amused himself with that thought.

As the day went on, a few of the daily chores and prioritized tasks had been solved and most of the crew had a bit of a time-off in order to focus on their training for a bit. As Lemmy and the crew were assisting in the training course field, Garter was in fact trying to bring his ace game in primoring his banshee scream, along with a few other of Lady Miriams' own henchmen trying to practice their own fighting and honing their aim.

"You guys better prepare with some of your own earplugs!" Garter then pointed out as he started making jabs towards everyone.

"Don't worry, I already came prepared for this." Surprisingly, Buloke had already stuffed a few plugs inside of his own ears.

"You sure think of everything, don't you?" Lemmy then even snickered upon the thought of Buloke not being too savvy on Garters' genre.

As the windows even rattled, thankfully they were sound-proof enough as to not cause any internal damage around and near the field.

The shout was mind-blowingly loud as Garter was shouting out from his own lungs in a powerful singing heavy metal voice.

"Definitely not gonna be hearing so soon..." Hector even felt like that even had trespassed past his own earplugs as Lemmy and Jayt were even trying to cover their ears despite everyone having been given earplugs by Malcolm before he left.

"Malcolm even had to leave, otherwise he would be suffering an heart attack." Lemmy pointed out Malcolm's disappearance.

"I'm definitely getting better and better at this!" Garter definitely felt he was getting used to this, as his shout was already powerful much even before he had even formed a whole band with Henrick or even considered singing due to his shouting voice.

Buloke then tried to come towards Garter. "Good show, you seem like you're getting the hang of your high frequencies."

"Keep that going and you can vocalize it in such a way that you can actually disorientate regular opponents... not that you weren't already capable of doing that..." Buloke then surmised he still had to go under practice for more oriented strategy battle.

"And to think these were the two that were just brawling against each other yesterday..." Hector couldn't help but scratch his own head in disbelief despite the fact that they were commuting together in fairness while teaching each other new tricks.

After quite a bit longer, Lemmy was actually getting some slight practice with his Deep Reshon after some deep consideration after watching others being under Buloke and other mentors' own training.

As he kept slashing off towards a fake target, Buloke couldn't help but consider his own stance while attacking while on the distance.

He came in and then tried to school Lemmy, long after having a long actual look on the Deep Reshon dagger itself, which ironically, was the actual weapon he had previously taken off from Lemmy when he had been taken away.

"Hm." Buloke couldn't help think that despite the simple looking dagger, it also had distinct characteristics that could help its own wielder, including its own element of trying to possess and use the wielder's own negative thoughts, although he saw that more as its own peculiar detriment.

"Wield it like this." Buloke then incentivated and tried to show Lemmy. "Don't hold it too hard. Firmly grasp it as to keep it well tightened in your hands and secured, but not too hard that it detriments your own movement with it and be too stiff."

"Due to its length, you also need to realize you have to kick, punch and block any attacks simultaneously and use your dagger to counter attack. Mindlessly slashing away will make it easy for other opponents to read you so don't make it easy for them."

"Put out your thumb and hold it like this. Hopefully it can help assist you in securing a fast meaningful slash."

He kept holding on to the Deep Reshon and making sure Lemmy was holding it well enough, his burlish toughened hands many times gripping on it.

"Keep it always next to your body. It's especially useful if the enemy attacks you from behind and you can just easily grab it out of your own pocket and hit them on the torso, sides or leg." His stern gaze was quite threatening but also reassuring.

"You sure are teaching me a lot..." Lemmy couldn't help think Buloke was being incredibly supportive despite their previous quarrels.

"Nothing to it." Buloke merely tried to ease him. "You're still young, you still have a whole lot ahead of you."

"But surely with time, you'll greatly master battling with a dagger, even if it might take quite a bit of time." He wanted to make sure to not let anyone down under his own supervision, even though he himself also knew he also still has much to learn ahead of him as well.

"Also might be best to tell you that despite the dagger's own power, it's always best keeping your negative emotions on check and use them in a way that's not in excess." Buloke tried to reprehend. "Not doing so might cause peril and the spilling of emotions that might drown you."

"No one thinks with a clear head when you're clogged up in them. You start thinking irrationally, not thinking straight."

"Start using your head and consider all possibilities, even if improbable. Study your own enemy's flaws." Buloke tries to share his wisdom.

"Maybe consider that next whenever you have any incoming fight that might warrant using them." Buloke was making sure nothing would happen if such a thing were to happen and to avoid potential casualties. "Giving up is an hard option for those who have everything to lose."

"Gee, never really gave much of a thought about it... although I can definitely get it... I think..." Lemmy merely tried his best to merely hone his battling skills, but also hopefully, his own mentality as well and putting his honing to good use.

Lemmy then merely gave a gaze towards his very own Deep Reshon dagger, hoping to hopefully master its very own intricacies.

Not too long after, Buloke was actually wanting to put a fight against Dayley, even despite the fact of he himself knowing he would never compare to the likes of Dayley. He merely wanted to spar with Dayley instead, simply to try to hone himself and try to learn past his own human limitations, even despite the fact that he was already quite considered to be the world's strongest man by many.

As Lemmy and the gang merely gawked upon the quite rather strange sight of possibly assisting and seeing Dayley fight, the fight was actually quite one of endurance sparring, as Buloke was in fact quite practicing hitting Dayley, while Dayley kept easily defending each and every single one of Buloke's own punches and kicks, but more in a incentivating manner to keep pushing Buloke even further beyond.

They could quite clearly see Buloke hitting Dayley strong and hard and yet, Dayley persisted, with even a smile on his face, as Buloke kept pressuring and hoping to hone both his dodging, endurance and strength.

As Dayley kept receiving each and every single one of those blows by trying to block them, Buloke felt savvy enough for a jab.

"You really make quite a good sparring partner just because you're awfully quiet."

"People I'd often train with would run their whole mouth." Buloke would mention as he would try to land a punch on Dayley.

As Buloke pressured on, Dayley would still block his attacks, smiling upon that compliment and continuing their own training.

Sending countless flurries of punches and kicks, the training would then go on, Buloke hoping to even become better along with him if that meant even getting far more stronger and to be able to teach whole new techniques to his own apprentices. He knew his body had a limit, but he still wanted to try push it beyond his own capacity without sacrificing his own wellbeing.

As the day would then go on, the training having had ended and their whole tasks and missions were completely set in motion for the day, Lemmy and the crew would simply try setting off, in the after noon. As they had finished off everything, Henrick then appeared and proposed all for them to come and join him and his own big brother to come and watch their own underground gig around 5pm. Having nowhere else to go, Lemmy, Jayt, Hector agreed upon joining and even brought a few extra companions to join and come along with them. They seemingly had brought Adven, Vonderv and even Roberta who was just dropping by the dimension to pay a visit towards Jayt after Jayt had come to the dimension to help her for a slight bit on her own parents' restaurant, who was soon to be hers.

Joining in, they could then relax for the day, Garter still trying to care after them surprisingly, just so they wouldn't get caught in hot waters with any of his own friends who band practiced on their own secret underground territory in between a quite big crowd.

After settling in, they would then come to join Henrick and Garters' own band play called the Roosters. The play style seemed to mingle in between punk rock sung by Henrick and heavy metal by Garter as they'd each adapt to each others' singing genre, grabbing each their own stylized eletric guitars and having some backups that would switch places every now and then for them for bass and drums, Henrick even slightly knowing how to play the drums every now and then with his explosive energy but being far more suited for his own electric guitar.

Playing in their own ample stage, the crowd would roar as they would vigorously rock and sing through their hardened raw musics, the gang even being surprisingly getting carried while trying to cheer on for the mysterious underground band that they were rooting for.

Garter shouting blood-curling singing screams, his voice would penetrate throughout the entire underground they were at, even slightly causing quite a ruckus underneath, his excitement barely even being able to be contained, even more after having had practice from Buloke to enhance his own singing shouts, feeling like he was on top of the world and in charge.

Likewise, Henrick had less of a high-pitched voice and a lower one, but a more bombastic one, one that could backup his own big brother and strike power from his own vocal chords. He had no plans of stealing his big brother's spotlight, to him and Garter, they both shared the spotlight evenly, with no one overpowering the other in concerns of voice.

As the crew settled in along with the feisty comrades that were ganging up and rooting for the wild brothers, they were trying to ease up on the overall dark and yet energetic environment around them, the punks, the headbangers and even some quite wild road hogs, Roberta was quite piqued over her very own drink.

"The drinks on this dimension sure are interesting..." She said, as she twirled the straw inside her own soda drink.

Garter then ran towards and vigorously tried to approach them in quite a sporty cheerful mood, trying to let them submerge in their own activities and band playing, making the most of their own visit and his own teasing.

"Heyyyy, how are you guys finding this joint? Don't worry, these are all non-alcohol! Drinks on me!" He chippered, knowing he had seemingly noticed a slight tad hesitance from the cockroach girl. "... And don't worry, I'm also fine with gigantic chick cockroaches!... not that I'm really used seeing something like that around these parts..." He merely grinned, after Lemmy had explained to him that he just so happened to have some pretty unusual friends.

"... Don't worry, these guys just think you're on some kind of cosplay!..." He was trying to show everything was fine.

He then looked at the other side of the room and easily spotted Vonderv with his own giant size. "Heyyyy, you look fun at parties!"

"Look?! I'm literally the embodiment of party in the house!" Vonderv couldn't help but brag about his own relaxed and wild demeanor. "I like your style, freak! Take it as a compliment when I say you throw some mean wild parties around here!" He insisted on mingling along with Garter, if it weren't for Lemmy hoping he wouldn't cause any sort of trouble.

"Heheh! I like the way you talk, pork!" Garter found him devilishly conniving and fun to hang around with.

"Hey, not to be the party pooper around here, but I barely even got the chance to see it!" Adven then slightly did a small tantrum only because some of Garter's punkish friends kept cutting her short on seeing the show due to everyone on front being much taller than her.

"I had to ask Von to let me piggy back on him to watch!" Von slightly grinned as he had the pleasure to help her get around that.

"It's nice of Von having already helped you with that." Lemmy found Von to be a quite reliable friend. "That and it saves on my back, heh..."

As our pumped up crew had spent quite some time hanging with Garter and Henrick, the sun was already setting as they were already making ways back to their places, Lemmy still having to check back on his own mother back on the headquarters.

As they each grouped up, Lemmy split and joined with Adven and Vonderv, Hector on the other hand still had some thoughts on the back of his head, just as he was watching and accompanying Jayt as he stood on front of Hector.

"..." Hector seemed quite preoccupied with something even despite the fact they had seemingly just left a party.

As Jayt pitter pattered ahead of Hector and surprisingly having enjoyed the party, Hector then came up from behind while trying to get his attention, hoping he could catch Jayt and having him listen.

"... Hey, Jayt, err... About Garter... I think there should be something I should talk to you about..."

But as Hector tried to regain all of his force and courage to try and say it, Jayt then slightly interrupted him as he slightly turned around and faced his eyes back at Hector, all without anything to hide.

"..."

"... Garter is Daisuki, isn't he?" He then slightly caught Hector in shock after somehow learning that.

"... Gh!... Gah! How did you know about that?!" After Hector stood with his eyes widened in surprise and even flinched over the sudden revelation, his arms recoiling in fright, Jayt then came upfront about it as he poked fun with it.

"You're a terrible liar, Hector! Heheh." Jayt then was hoping he could help enlighten him about the situation and his calm composure.

"Guess I really can't fool someone like you then..." Hector then scratched the back of his head thinking his partner really was quite smart, thinking he didn't had what it takes to pretend something.

"So... er... how did you even find out about it?" Hector then felt quite astonished in wanting to know when Jayt had figured it out.

"Well, it really was way back in the Honey Sun Park." Jayt had then brought up the amusement parks' name, the one where he was back in alongside Hector, Lemmy and Daisuki when they first met him.

"... W... What gave it away then?" Hector was actually blown Jayt had even figured out that early having just met Daisuki.

"... Hmmm." Jayt then gave quite a musing thought about it.

"... Oh yeah, I remember now. It was when we were actually walking along with each other and you were all about hiding his hair under his sunhat just so he wouldn't be caught acting around just trying to have some fun."

"Then I saw a brief moment when he was actually leaping on front and I actually saw a glimpse of his hair, incredibly quite tucked in." Jayt had seemingly had a keen eye moment upon spotting some red hair spontaneously with quite a few odd tips. "That's a lot of hair by the way."

"What you didn't know was that the odd man following Lemmy we were mentioning just before you briefly mentioned Daisuki also just so happened to be Garter, so it was easy enough to remember his hair color and his golden tips even more since he actually stands out quite a bit." Jayt then simply easily deduced by connecting the dots and Daisuki's rather rambunctious and chaotic personality despite her implied shyness.

"Not to mention how uncombed his hair actually is and very frizzy. It couldn't have been anyone other than him." Jayt then finished off.

"So, when were you going to tell me about it?" He then happily smirked towards Hector.

"Well I was going to address it to you just now!..." Hector then felt happily embarrassed he didn't have to keep that secret any longer. "Good thing I've got a smart boyfriend though!..."

"So... are ya gonna tattle of me?" Hector then wondered if the rest of the gang would be fine about it.

"Nah." Jayt then simply easily understood his possible reasoning. "Besides, I already know you. And they'll probably just find out either way, hahah."

"You're just a earnest guy trying to be for those around you. A bit intimidating but your eyes beam and radiate when you're really truly happy and eager to help even if you're supposed to be just strong for the job." Jayt really just assumed Hector to be quite a sensitive man.

"You wouldn't lie to hurt me." Jayt merely smiled at that.

"Aw shucks!..." Hector was surprised at that insight in regards to him.

"But... you're still my man!" Jayt then proudly said. "I still won't forget how much you promised being by my side... And how much you tried to fight for me..." Jayt merely assumed Hector still loved him from the bottom of his heart even if he had originally a crush on Lemmy.

"Not sure why you would bother with someone like me!... not like I think I actually deserve it... but... I still really appreciate it!"

"You're an incredible partner I never thought I'd have... but I love that kind of surprise!" Jayt then hoped he wasn't being too full of himself towards Hector and truly meant every single one of those words.

As Jayt had finally concluded his own confession, Hector was actually very taken by his own words.

"... Guh! Jayt, you're really good at making my eyes water!" He then poorly tried to shake these tears of happiness off, as his eyes slightly brimmed with joy. "I dunno how you keep doing it, but you oughta write a book on how to make people conquered by your own words!"

"Eheh! I don't think I really say anything in particular that's so special..." Jayt then tried not to think about it. "Besides, that's just how I think about you... I really do love you..." Jayt then tried not looking like he was blushing.

"See?! There it is again!" Hector then kept pointing it out. "You know just what to say for every situation!"

"Heheheh, don't make me laugh, Hec." Jayt then simply giggled off while admiring and being fond of Hector's more fun side. "Besides, I feel like I'm the one that owes up to you." Jayt then became only a little bit serious. "Especially after that whole conundrum back at the Aurea dimension..." He had seemingly brought back memories of those places.

"Not to mention... you really were the one that rescued me and all..." Jayt politely told. "I know I shouldn't have to owe anything just because one does something like that but... You honestly really truly cared about me back then."

"Otherwise, I would have just been stuck there and we probably wouldn't have found Lemmy." Jayt then slightly readjusted his sunglasses.

"True but, if it weren't for you happening to get in that place, I probably couldn't have done it without ya!" Hector then referred to himself as perhaps too oblivious and less-than-adequate to properly explore in search of Lemmy.

"Nah, you're smart. You have a whole lot in ya that you probably don't even realize." Jayt tried to still change the subject.

"I'm not sure what my future lies ahead of me or whatever I could do if something happened to you or what I would do afterwards, but for the time being? I'm more than happy to cherish the time I have with you now, as much as I possibly can and never forget you." Jayt even seemed rather humbled having met Hector.

"I'd sincerely miss you... so please, Hec, even if you like the idea of being a bodyguard for me?..."

"... I still want you to live with me as long as you possibly can." Jayt seemed rather distraught, but those words bore meaning to them.

"Be with you as much as I possibly can... I'd love that, if you wouldn't mind..." He seemed almost soft-spoken.

"Woah, what got you this mushy?" Hector even slightly guffawed at that. "But I get it, not let myself get hurt over yourself. Become independent and be by your side, no matter how often we might clash." He sincerely hoped it was something like that.

"Now you're getting it." Jayt then proudly smiled back towards Hector as he even knew Hector had matured quite a lot.

"Besides, there's still a whole lot of you I still want to learn about!" Jayt then suddenly tried to pique Hector's own interest and tease him. "Come on, I'm sure you wouldn't mind sharing, I bet he was the kind of spicy boyfriend you never knew you wanted!" He giggled at that.

"... O-oh! L-let's not get ahead of ourselves, alright?!" Hector then simply tried to shoo off such implications. "B-besides, I'm not sure if past boyfriend quibbles are exactly the kind of things you want to talk about!..." Hector felt like he preferred keeping Garter's past safe.

"Heh, sure, I don't mind if it makes ya uncomfortable." Jayt tried to at least respect that.

"Anyways, maybe it would be for the best to keep on going, heh… don't want to keep anyone waiting for us! We're lagging behind and we still have to come back to Miss Miriam at the headquarters." Hector mentioned after noticing everyone ahead of them. "I wonder if the lady's fine with all our little vacations..."

"I'm sure she’s more than glad for us to have our own breaks, especially after what we've been through with someone like Buloke… Man, that guy sure was one heck of a doozy to confront… sure would have helped you mentioning you once had a mentor..." Jayt then remembered the struggles they had been through just because of Buloke.

"Hey, give me a break, I sure wasn't expecting both my mentor and an ex to come bite me back!" Hector then scratched his head bewildered due to the remarkable twist of plot that brought back his own past.

"Hehe, suit yourself." Jayt merely wanted to tease for a bit. "Besides, I think I already see Lemmy in front getting the best of us… how about we hit your place right after? I sure could go for a quiet evening along with ya..."

"You sure took the right words right off from my mouth, bud!" To him, Hector wasn't exactly against the idea either, finding it more than piquing his own interests. “How about a movie? You could pick one for us!"

"Hehe, sure, Hec, that sounds lovely." Jayt seemed even quite pleased with the thought. "My taste ain't exactly the greatest, but I think we could go for a thriller? How's that sound?” Jayt seemed rather interested in a heart pumping flick for him to muse over. "Maybe a mystery or a horror one, hmmm..."

"You're a little peculiar, but I dig your style! I can follow that, make sure to pick a extra interesting one! And... not just one that gives a bad impression for axes in general..." Hector wasn't fond of axes being given a bad name as a weapon.

"Hehe, sure, Hec..." To him, Jayt was more than glad to give his love a nice movie time.

As they tried going and follow Lemmy, Hector and Jayt then kept side to side, each holding the other one's hand. With the sunset overlaying our heroes, they were sure to be back home, long after a perilous struggle that's now long gone. With Lemmy considering hitting back and having a moment with Naddy, he still had to talk back with her, having already met her parents and how kind they were over having her get some well deserved freedom with her own folks and taking advantage of the city's culture.

As the setting changes once more, the day was already setting, the evening having already quite turned into a nice cold but not completely dark night as of yet.

As the view of the headquarters goes into play, you could see inside the quiet and rather quite emptied main lobby, far stretching towards a few sets of stairs, an elevator in between them. Above, there remained quite a few floors, each dedicated and segmented into their own specialized area of focus. The main lobby was not in fact, too far from the training grounds, having a partial part of the building devoted to a wide spread training field installed within. A few more floors above, lies the administrators' own offices and rooms, to which both Lady Miriam and the rest of the administration laid their ground, one of these being Dayley's new recently prepared room office, where he could be around and another room just in case near the main lobby. A few installations were also there for stray recruits who were also in dire need of a place to stay, in case they didn't happen to have any location to live in.

Within Lady Miriam's own offices, she was now standing, taking a now proper talk with Malcolm while trying to address several situations that had previously happened and tackling them beforehand. She made sure her decision making to never fail her, provided it can lend her the best scenario possible for those involved and the actual Intile City's own citizens.

"My, how the day goes by so fast... why, you could even say it went in the blink of an eye!" Malcolm joshed but he slightly recalled their mercenary having shortly mentioned how time would be fast on Aurea dimension. "It was nice being able to witness such a wondrous dimension just the day before I make my own leave..." Malcolm seemed to appreciate the dimension's unique geography after having taken a trip to it via the guidance of the interdimensional transporter.

"Missing that dimension so badly? My, the food there must have been quite a treat!" Miss Miriam seemed to have recalled.

"Quite so." Malcolm seemed quite fond of the Peperas that he had tasted, the equivalent that of a regular pear. "They feel so soft to dig right in through..."

"Well, there's plenty more where that came from..." Miriam seemed to allude to the dimension's quite plentiful harvest, which seems untainted compared to their world counterpart.

"My my, I still think you have done a wonderful job acquiring that real help of Lemmy's new friend!" Malcolm was quite in fact, mentioning about Vonderv, one of the dimension's real guardians of the lusted over Half-Faced Charm. “He truly is quite a talented big creature! I've heard he's only one of the four? He seems to be quite gifted with haunting powers!"

"Yeah, I honestly didn't think I would ever be able to befriend someone like that... guess I've got my son to thank for... he's really big-hearted, truly, to make friends with someone like that... he reminds me of his father, eager and trying to help others in need..."

"I've yet to fully completely grasp the true folklore of the dimension, but I adore the mysterious background surrounding them." Malcolm seemed quite interested in learning more about Vonderv but hopefully not intruding in on his own privacy. "They're the closest to elemental entities the dimension's got, I believe." He was quick to learn and realize all four shared spectral electricity powers, each with its own twist. "To believe they had an early death... they must have had to atone for great responsibilities."

"I'm not entirely sure how the Afterlife in that dimension works, but Vonderv and the remaining immediately adjusted according to him." Lady Miriam was fascinated how each generation worked and how they could even live for thousand of years.

"That young poodle also seemed to quite learn her way through our medicine as a nurse." Malcolm felt quite proud that their headquarters could help foster teaching young talent such as Adven. "Dayley keeps referring her as a poodle and some as a chipmunk... I'm quite torn as to what she exactly is, but she seems like a chipmunk hybrid of sorts."

"She's a fast apprentice, she really had no problem taking care of our wounded, which makes me think our medicine ain't perhaps so different from Aurea's own dimension." Lady Miriam was quite sure she'd be able to hone her skills in no time if she so desires. "She seems particularly interested in also learning more medicine from our own world to further expand on her own knowledge. To her, not knowing means more to learn for her. That and it helps expand on their own culture if she so desires teaching it to her educators and future apprentices."

"Deep down, we all could use a little more knowledge between our own worlds... be it striving for peace or protecting and healing those around us..." Malcolm lamented the fact that despite many trying so hard, there are people willing to ruin the world for them by needless wars or any form of oppression. "If only some people knew about that before..."

"Some times, the world just likes to remind us how cruel it can be to challenge our own humanity." Lady Miriam felt like she couldn't possibly answer more than that, but that ultimately, it was up to the individual whether to take revenge or to bring good to this world. "Not all's bad though, more often than not, punishment always comes back to the real culprits and humanity always strives, no matter how bleak the darkness, even if it is to remember the fallen."

"There's still more good people than bad ones in this Earth and it's up to us to protect it." She felt a bit shaken but still sure about those words.

"You ever think you could wind up regretting founding the V.I.V headquarters alongside Edgar?" Malcolm then spontaneously questioned her own morale. "Has it ever been too daunting of a task for someone the likes of you?"

"Of course." Miriam sincerely spoke with honesty in her heart. "Has it ever not been daunting, that's the question."

"But regret founding the V.I.V headquarters? Not even in the slightest chance possible." She then perked up with a small, but quaint smile.

"I still owe everything to Edgar. But he won't stop saying that it wouldn't have happened if not for me." She side eyed assuming he was the one that made the idea possible.

She then neared her own window blinds and tried pulling them down to avoid drafts in her own office, as Malcolm remained by her side, quenched by her own determination. He twitched his own mustache, thinking how far had she come fully taking her own leadership in the V.I.V headquarters, quite proud of the woman Edgar had found.

"At least I can be fulfilled knowing we can leave it all in your hands." Malcolm then smiled through his own satisfied wrinkly face.

"And hopefully... in my own son's hands..." Lady Miriam still didn't quite feel like impinging such a hard task to her son. "Him or whoever, I just hope I can reassure someone trustworthy in my own place, someone who can properly take care of my own family."

"Knowing him, I'm quite sure he wouldn't quite certainly let his own mother down." Malcolm guffawed slightly at Lemmy's own predicament.

"Heh, that's quite certainly true..." She couldn't help but feel like Lemmy perhaps looked up too much to her.

"And besides, you've got trustworthy henchmen by your side. Even if not Lemmy, I'm sure they wouldn't want to let you down." Malcolm then tried to bring to mention trustworthy colleagues that stood by her side.

"But surely, it would be quite the challenge." Lady Miriam smirked as Malcolm suddenly realized a question his mind brought up.

"By the way..." Malcolm then itched for an answer, one that he wasn't quite sure how it would be answered. "What about... that one man?"

Lady Miriam immediately knew who Malcolm was probably talking about.

"... The killer?" Lady Miriam tried to be as direct as possible.

"... He's taking full charge of those crimes. Every single last one of all those crimes that he had committed. He's going to take all those sins along with him and I'm sure he'll be happy in one place we all know well." Lady Miriam was being blatant and she couldn't be any prouder.

"I'm glad he was stopped. You can't tell how much trouble that man was giving." Lady Miriam felt like justice had actually been done.

"I don't care how much Dayley thinks he himself is the culprit of it all. That man had to be stopped at all costs." Lady Miriam kept thinking Dayley didn't deserve to be framed whatsoever. "I'm sure Dayley will never change his own stance but that man was framing and using Dayley, getting intertwined with too many crime rings, mobs, gangsters, even trying to mess with super-heroes and getting all of them against each other and trying to feign innocence when all he did was trying to manipulate and blackmailing those who worked with him. He had too much power and kept tricking and messing with crime scenes so everyone would be framed but him."

"Even Jayt was having issues resolving his own case. It wasn't already bad enough being involved, I know Jayt and he had already solved numerous murder scenes that helped me catch ruthless goons." Lady Miriam shook her own head thinking Jayt had already done so much for her.

"Jayt is an incredible crime investigator, I can definitely tell why he aspires so much to be in a crime forensics position... The way he organizes and goes through each file meticulously, nothing would ever slip through his eyes, so to think this man absolutely making my life and Jayt's challenging, I wanted to make up for Jayt, but I didn't once think..." Lady Miriam remembers how she first met Jayt.

".... I keep calling him Jayt." Lady Miriam then pointed that one out.

"... I'd also rather call him by his own accepted name. He had grown attached to Jayt now." She recalls his own previous codename. "I liked calling him Jecter because he slightly remembered me of Hector in a certain way... Never would have guessed them getting hitched together."

"That man had complicated Dayley's life so much, that to think Dayley getting thrown to a corner like that..." Lady Miriam felt like Dayley had atoned far too much at that point. "... Dayley was bound to break. I'm not glad for what he had to go through, but that man pretty much dug his very own grave and the consequences of his own actions flew right into his face."

"As if Dayleys' own life wasn't already hard enough at that point..." Malcolm lamented Dayley's own obstacles.

"Some times I do wonder, what does Dayley think about all of this?... not to mention..." Malcolm kept solemn to himself.

"..." Lady Miriam then stood in silence once more.

"..."

"... Dayley... I really do think Dayley is trying to make up for everything in his past..."

"... Sure there's some stuff people might not be able to forgive him for, as much as he tries to solve."

"But... he really is trying all his best to make up for it..." Lady Miriam only knew of what she had to witness with Dayley by her side.

"I've seen him, I've seen..."

She wasn't quite sure how to address quite something. Malcolm kept staring back at her, as if waiting for her to finish up her sentence.

"... he really wanted to do it out of his own volition, just because he felt like he had to, like it was out of his own obligation..."

"..."

Lady Miriam couldn't help but put the palm of her hand on her cheek, slightly proud of him and yet, feeling bad for him.

"He had nothing to gain for himself..." She kept thinking only but the future.

Having already been informed beforehand, Malcolm already knew of this situation, thinking of it as nothing but commendable.

"... I'm sure he's fine on his own self." Malcolm tried to lighten the room with his speech. "As much of a hard background he possibly had to endure through, he also acknowledges that he must atone for his very own mistakes." He acknowledges Dayley also as a grown adult.

"He's not dumb, he's a bright young adult. He even considers himself as having been spoiled, probably having been too detached from emotional warmth." Malcolm preferred to treat him as a responsible person with his very own grievances.

"But I digress." He then looks up to Lady Miriam once more to try and get her own attention.

"Miss Mira, you did great on having humbly requested him to work alongside you as one of the V.I.V headquarters' own administrators." Malcolm then commended that towards Lady Miriam, after she had gone through so much to try and bring her son back.

"And not just that, but also keeping Buloke around town! We sure were needing someone the likes of him to help our henchmen train and prosper, to make them expand upon their own skills!" Malcolm felt like that was most likely, the most worthy position for Buloke as a teacher and trainer. "To think we could change someone the likes of him and make him a humble man upon our facilities!"

"It really truly does feel like an honor to foster such a talent as his." Malcolm truly appreciated someone iron-fisted like Buloke.

"It is true that it can be a little fearing keeping such a untameable man such as him but!... then again, nothing like getting to know more hard-working villains such as him!..." Malcolm felt like he sure could pose a threat and as a warning for those who want anything against the V.I.V headquarters and impose a threat against their safety.

"Hehe, that is quite true." Lady Miriam then humbly laughed to her own hand, politely in jest finding Malcolm acting quite amusing.

"That's not even mentioning several of Dayley's own men who have worked under his own wing as crime fighters now sharing our headquarters." Lady Miriam was still quite shocked having learned of Dayley mostly using his own men to pursue treacherous criminals.

"It's a shame some of those men had already been under the killer's own wing before joining Dayley and even then, Dayley somehow had managed to make some even turn to his own side." Malcolm was astonished to say the least.

"Even as a rogue, Dayley sure was intent on making sure to keep the city safe at all costs." Lady Miriam thought that for a person, Dayley definitely stood out as having perhaps a determination to make criminals redeem themselves.

"And having so many problems solved all at once..." Malcolm definitely appreciated the closure on Buloke and Hector's own chapter while having Buloke redeem himself towards his very own pupil. "Hopefully I'll get to know this man a bit more..."

"And not to mention the quite amusingly strange mystery surrounding Henrick's own life and his own brother Garter..." Lady Miriam also appreciated Garter also being able lending an hand just in case anything ever happened and Garter easily being able to track even more criminals down or any pursuer in chase of anyone in the headquarters.

"But I don't think I should be the one taking in all the credit." Lady Miriam then admitted.

"If anything, I think I owe quite a lot to my own son. Had it not for him and his... life-risking personality, we probably wouldn't even be here." She fully admitted he was a key factor to a lot of situations. "He also really cares for his sister and always comes back with a adventure to talk about... He also hopes that some day, his bad influence won't brush her into bad attitudes."

"I like to think she's a little like him, just a little more restrained to herself." She politely smiled thinking about Leticia.

She then finally sat on her own office chair, the day finally ending to a closure.

"Ah, I missed this."

She then looked at her hands, finally being able to breathe, having everyone together in the headquarters.

As they both tried to relax and take a brief moment to appreciate the silence of victory, Malcolm then tried to break the ice.

"... I see that you have already more than accomplished quite a lot."

"It's been a long day, so I think I'll make my own leave." Malcolm then hoped that, as the night finally had fallen, that Miriam could finally take her very own break, as he was hoping to leave so the headquarters could finally be left for its own security and so she could go back home to her own husband and family, Lemmy not far from their own home in his own house.

"And... whatever may happen, I'm sure Dayley is doing the right thing." Malcolm then ended it at that, hoping to leave Miriam quiet.

"I hope you have a good rest, Lady Mira. You did good and that's more than what you could ever ask for." Malcolm felt quite proud of her, no matter how many arguments they must have had in the past, as he always swore being by her side as someone she can rely on and talk to.

"... Thank you, Malcolm." She then slightly bowed towards Malcolm, whom she deeply respected as a elder.

"... Sweet dreams! May you have a nice proper rest."

"... especially after almost having a heart attack with Garter's screaming." She then giggled all to herself, even making Malcolm laugh.

"... Hahahahah! It's definitely not punk rock singing that's gonna bring me down!"

As they chuckled and laughed to themselves, final glimpses could be seen of the crew finally adjusting themselves back at their cozy homes, with Lemmy comfortably lying around, albeit with just some slight heat from the summer tormenting him in his own house, Hector and Jayt having fallen asleep while watching a movie, Vonderv and Adven back on their very own dimension to make a slumber on their own cozy spots for old time's sake, Dayley's slumber slightly becoming easier with each passing night in his very own more organized apartment, to Henrick and Garter having both split rooms in their own trashy apartment and Henrick's snores slightly keeping Garter awake.

Even Buloke, who somehow was the cause of so much trouble, had seemingly found himself back in his own wooden old house, not too far from the forest that had started Hector's own mentoring, to eventually building up to this very day.

He wasn't quite sure why, but he felt like he had grown accostumed to everyone's faces in the headquarters, meticulously remembering those he had to train and hopefully teach a whole generation his very own practices and battling knowledge or what little he seemed to think he knew of.

What was once a bear that couldn't be poked, slowly became one with a lot of patience and a will made of iron.

He rubbed his stern face, seemingly quite threatening to some, hoping to take quite a well deserved break with a loud groan.

He scratched his big mane and tried to drink of what remained of his can of beer, hoping to try and remain focused on his own teaching.

Finally putting his champion belt down, he took one final stretch before he could finally hibernate for the night, as a very ruffled, old bear who still persisted in being as stubborn as can be.

Laying his big hefty boots down, he somewhat had made peace with himself.

"..."

"Maybe it's not so bad settling down after all..."

He took a moment of his mind for a good break, fondly remembering what he had teached to those he had influenced.

"..."

"... I taught him good..."

"... Hopefully..."

He had hoped that at the very least, Hector wouldn't repeat the very same mistakes Buloke was prone to making.

As he knew Hector was greater than even he himself and his potential is limitless.

He had never been a father. Nor he knew how to parent others.

But deep down, he took care of others or at least, he tried to, in his own way.

Thus, as the great black bear then slumbered, it was finally time to get some rest, at least, for the upcoming day, as everyone very little know what was to come for them, as tomorrow would also be another eventful day very filled with surprises just for them, as our quite colorful cast began settling for the rest of the day.

From being able to change a man, Lemmy knew how many new faces he had to adjust himself to, including meeting Henrick's older brother and how a single choice led them to this path of possible redemption. Having to learn more about Hector's past, he only knew how more invaluable of a friend Hector had become ever since their own childhood and how Buloke had turned him into a confident, strong and resilient person without giving up of who he was as a person, as someone who deeply cared about protecting Lemmy and build even more of a trust relation between Jayt, one who he several times helped in their venture throughout the Aurea dimension in search for Lemmy.

Knowing his past, Hector also learned to face head-on against the likes of Buloke, using and taking advantage not only what he learned from Buloke, but what he also learned throughout his life as a person, acknowledging his strength and knowing not to quit.

Perhaps having been inspired after his own childhood friends' life-risking attitude, he also tried to use that as a benefit, even if it meant not exactly succeeding. Throughout his mistakes, he still realized he had to keep going for his friends, but also be able to learn from the enemies' actions, much like Buloke.

Having joined forces with Garter let him acknowledge when to team up against greater foes, instead of going head-on against them without enough strength. No matter how outnumbered a enemy may seem, they can still turn the tides in their favor or are merely too strong.

Knowing when to suceed or knowing how to use the right strategy, Hector had to learn how to implement that to his own combat as to allow him to win bigger battles against him. At the very least, this was what Buloke was trying to teach and achieve by continuing to push him further, allowing him for more growth.

Feeling divided in their battle, Buloke also knew deep down that he presumably wouldn't be able to defeat Hector, by the mere fact that he already knew how much Hector meant to him as a pupil and merely wanted him to acknowledge his very own potential.

He also realized he was definitely outnumbered, but also allowed him to teach Hector how to exactly team up with unexpected allies, such as Garter's distinguished form of fighting. Garter's form of belt fighting alongside Hector's axe wielding allowed him to see just how exactly to adapt himself to Garter's fighting techniques. Despite not having been the most coordinated battle against Buloke, this still allowed Hector room for his very own improvement, such as learning how to adapt his axe battling skills alongside Lemmy's own dagger attacks, or presumably, alongside Jayt's very own fire powers which allowed him a very great range of battle.

Nonetheless, Hector still had pretty much a lot to learn. Or at least, that's what Buloke thought.

After being quite spared by Dayley despite being restrained, Buloke then realized there was still a chance of redemption. He was quite scared if just because he didn't really want to let Hector down as his mentor nor did he fully expect a trump card such as Vonderv to completely restrain him via a somber power of electricity.

Despite anything, after having finally learned about Lady Miriam's true intentions and how she was actually noninvolved with the situation of his missing men, he then only knew he had to give in to be able to have a chance to at the very least an act of redemption towards Hector and those he definitely thought he was going too far against.

A lot of thoughts were definitely going through Buloke's head, but for now at least, he knew some of them had at least waned after discovering just how far Hector had trained even without him.

Knowing this, that was what settled his mind into knowing that Hector also didn't need him as much as he thought for his own training. With that in mind, he then felt it finally allowed him to be able to interact with Hector as a reliable person and someone he knew he could trust on any incoming battles that may appear against the V.I.V headquarters and threaten their existence as the headquarters now hold a reliable raw strength that prove itself worthy for them and become a distinguished quality from the headquarters alongside with the administrators.

With their combined forces and of administrators who meant well for this world, Buloke was a force to be reckoned with and an amazing addition for their allies to rely on, as Lemmy and his mother kept focusing on the growth of their headquarters to assist further associations, for those who were in need, for those who were oppressed, against those who used the system to their advantage, for those who needed their support above anything else, for those who merely want equity and safety towards the safekeeping of the city and the world throughout.

As such, there was really no need to worry about the future of the V.I.V headquarters as a whole.

To be continued?

#Orange Juice #OrangeJuiceFiction #superhero #villain #golden age #fiction #spin-off #written novel #PG-13 #Lemmy Liam Heel #Jayt #Jay Sylvester #Hector Godfighter Yagami #I'm sorry the text formatting is off every now and then #some times the website editors change which can slightly mess with the spacing!#thank you for bearing with me! Im sorry if im not much of a good writer and thank you for having been with me since the very beginning!#the next chapter will be the last final one of Orange Juice!

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