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bound-writings · 5 years ago

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I know I requested one already, but your writing is so unbearably cute and fluffy I can't help it 💖. How about Earl Grey and Milk tea with Tsukasa? ^-^

yes of course! i love tsukasa! literally read a yandere tsukasa fic this morning and im scared. so here is FLUFFFFFFF

Tsukasa - Earl Grey and Milk Tea

earl grey tea; how did they court their s/o?

Tsukasa is quite far from being the most normal ghost in the world, so his methods are not really the norm either. But hey, depending on what kind of person you are, you might actually find his acts of love endearing! Tsukasa’s idea of courting is “hey I’m gonna be around you nonstop 24/7 without giving you any personal space because I love you too much and I can’t let any other guy even come within a foot radius of you!” So you’re going to have to be able to put up for this kind of behavior for the entire relationship because that’s just the kind of boy Tsukasa is.

As said, even before Tsukasa liked you romantically he was always somehow hovering near you, but boy when he realizes he likes you a lot more than he does with normal people, he’s clinging onto you forever. Whenever you ask him why he’s so clingy to you, of all people, he’ll just grin and say something cheesy like “My (Nickname)-chan is just too interesting to be apart from!” Yes, he calls you his without your permission. Yes, that’s Tsukasa for you. He often just whisks you off into the broadcasting room so you two can just be alone.

Tsukasa also tends to threaten anyone whose even the slightest bit rude to you, (it’s kinda hard when most people can’t see him, but you bet that person is not gonna have a fun week.) This includes Natsuhiko, who has tried flirting with you and has almost end up being killed by Tsukasa. Yeah… Tsukasa is pretty extreme. But! Take it as a sign that he cares enough about you that he wants to stand up for you and protect you. It’s just how Tsukasa works okay? Love the feral babey-

After observing the couples of the school he likes to steal random knickknacks and objects to give to you as presents. Apparently humans like when someone they cherish gives them a gift, he’s learned. So prepared to be almost bombarded by the most random shit you’ve ever received. Sometimes on your desk, you would find some cutely decorated pencils or something along those lines and you would automatically know how they got there. Tsukasa.

Once he put his hat on you because he was bored and like?? Your cuteness intensified x1000 when you have to keep adjusting the hat because it’s too big and it’s covering your eyes?? He was HOOKED. Tsukasa is so obvious with his affection that anyone who sees you two would logically assume that y’all are in a relationship… but you’re not (yet.) Even you can put two and two together.

Sakura ends up being the one to set y’all up. As stoic as ever, she urges Tsukasa to actually say something to you instead of glomping you because just maybe someone might steal you away.

Tsukasa: *serious mode activated*

Sakura also tells you that you need to do something if you really love Tsukasa as well because he has never declared his love before and highly doubts he’d make the first move. Yeah, so for the next for days Tsukasa is just gonna be smiling at you creepily and you’re just there awkwardly wondering how you’re gonna pull this off.You’ve made up your mind. You’re going to tell him. But at what price??

You’re standing at the entrance of the broadcasting room, nervously glancing at Tsukasa who is somehow by himself. You call his name and his head swerves in your direction.

“Ah~ (Name)-chan, (Name)-chan! I was just thinking about you~” he gleefully cheers, immediately swirling towards you in delight.

“S-stop where you are, Tsuka!” you squeal, hiding behind the doorframe. Tsukasa surprisingly stopped, and with a childlike innocence pointed at himself.

“Me, (Name)-chan?” Quite frankly, he was surprised, as you had never rejected his advances before.

“Y-yes! I have a very important question to ask!”

“Hmm?” he tilted his head to the side almost adorably, making your heart combust as you nervously drummed your fingertips against the wood.

This was it. If he says no, then no problem. Just run down the hallway as fast as you could and never ever come back here again. No sweat.

“I just wanted to ask… i-if, maybe you’d like to go out with me?? Because,” you fumbled with your words, “I like you a lot! M-maybe even love you-” you were cut off as something came flying towards you and your back hit the wall.

“Wah~! (Name)-chan, who knew that you had it in you to be so bold~” Tsukasa giggled as he laid in your lap, hands laid on your chest. “If you wanted to be mine, you should have asked sooner my darling~”

You released a sigh of relief. “So it’s a yes then?” you perked up happily.

“Mhm! And now that you’re mine forever… I’m never letting you go.”

milk tea; what are their kisses like?

No matter where Tsukasa kisses you, he’s always in control. He is always the dominant one, and it’s highly unlikely that he would relinquish control (yandere tendencies showing through..) Tsukasa’s the kind of ghost whose trying to kiss you every minute, literally, he cannot get enough of your soft and sweet lips on his… like if he’s not stabbing people he’s kissing you.

I know Tsukasa might look like 😈but sometimes his kisses can actually be 🥰! You are the only person Tsukasa can be just a little bit soft around, so why can’t his kisses be soft sometimes? You can just imagine when the little rat just kisses you softly on your lips, catching you off guard at the sheer sweetness. It ends too fast to your dismay, and you’re lost in your own little world until Tsukasa’s whine snaps you out of your daze, as his hand grabs yours and pulls you to your feet. Like?? Was that Tsukasa who kissed you just now??

Of course, let’s not forget about the forever possessive side of our boy. His kisses can be rough and sometimes he likes to bit your lip hard enough to draw blood and then lick it off of you. This is Tsukasa we are dealing with so it is bound to get a little steamy (that mf pervert.) Sometimes Tsukasa also likes to do tongue kisses 😳just to tease and fluster you. He has no shame or boundaries, he will literally do any kind of kiss.

Tsukasa likes to come up behind you and whisper in your ear huskily, as he leaves butterfly kisses down your neck. It’s all good until you start screaming in shock and he’s just left there confused at why you’re scared. Multiple times he has kissed you too hard and you have ended up with some kind of bruise on the spot. Pray that it’s not your lips where the bruise is because it’s not the best when other students are looking at you funny and Natsuhiko is giving you the wiggly eyebrows.

His kisses get 1000 times more intense when he’s jealous, especially when he sees someone flirting with you. Tsukasa can be downright terrifying sometimes (I still love him though) so whenever he’s in one of those moods you can definitely feel the possessiveness when you kiss him. Tsukasa will kiss you whenever and wherever he wants, even if Sakura and Natsuhiko are in the room (which ends up pretty awkward with Tsukasa wondering what he did wrong.) Of course, there is no such thing as personal space with this boy so your bodies will literally be pressed up against each other while kissing.

Yea, being with Tsukasa is a whirlwind of emotions.

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werezmastarbucks · 4 years ago

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coming back was a mistake?

the reader bonds with kai over their shared dislike of mystic falls

previous part

kai parker x fem!reader

word count: 4180

music: cherry by lana del rey, stella maris by moby

She came to the football field every evening at approximately the same time. Kai started weighing which sight he liked more: the pretty smart dog catching its frisbee in the air, or the grumpy girl in her skin-shade top, running around like the devil was trying to bite her in the ass.

Well, the dog hopped so high, and it was so lively! Plus, dogs are all adorable.

But the crop top though.

After several evenings Kai started noticing the pattern. She always stood in one place, as she was catching her breath, and looked at the clouds. She might not even notice she stops at the same very spot every time she finishes running. After the second evening, and after she left, Kai came down to the court and put a scratch five inches long on the ground with a jackknife. She always stood exactly there. He looked up into the now darkened sky, seeing the first stars, and pondered, as if her thoughts could be captured by him now, floating there, above where she’d been. What was she crying about so gravely? Her hands were shaking as she pressed them into her mouth, like children do. After she was done, she walked away to her house, relieved, and didn’t look back.

That was puzzling. Might as well busy himself with the mystery of the sad moody girl who cries on the football field every evening, while he’s waiting for the merge.

You stood, silently praising yourself for throwing your jacket into the car at the last moment (come on, monkey! we ain’t got any more time! Damon was yelling. He couldn’t hide how much he liked it when you came to visit every year, and you felt bad for despising the visits). The wind was unusually ferocious for the warm month, but then again, this place was deep in the waterfall region, up in the hills, an open spot. Plus, there must have been some hardcore magic ingrained right in the soil. As you stood, and watched, while the Salvatore brothers were humping and cracking their backs, digging up the earth, you pretended to feel the magic oozing out. The burial places always felt special. Having lived in Mystic Falls, you worked up this rare type of intuition.

You didn’t want to come. As you returned, and was busted by the Mystic Falls gang on the very first evening, you reminded them of your foremost rule: you do not engage in their bullshit anymore. Let them fight all the original vampires of the planet... or the werewolves... whatever... you only came back once a year, for seven days, and weren’t keeping up with the Draculashians. A tiny part of you was curious. But it hit back hard, every time. Involving yourself in the MF action was dangerous, and made you feel like an old woman who keeps complaining about them kids being loud in the street.

You were on your way to Caroline’s when somebody called Damon, and he put on his working face. Turned out, they need to undig some bodies exactly today, because the Little Shit (Damon didn’t specify whom they referred to) made his conditions. Well, work’s work. You hadn’t been to this spot before. From up here, you could even see the distand hills of New Orleans. You missed that place.

“How many bodies do you need?” you asked them. Stefan stood up to look at you curiously. As if saying, there are the bodies - we need to get them. Get them all!

“It’s not how many”, Damon helped, “it’s which ones”.

“And what are you gonna do with them?”

“I will eat them”, somebody whispered. You shivered a little under your clothes, but didn’t budge. You looked at your side. Malachai from the bar.

“Joking”, he snickered, “I don’t eat corpses. But I do have jello worms, you want some?”

You examined him thoroughly.

“You have blue ones?”

He looked down the pack.

“I think so...”

As you tried to fish out the blue ones, he looked at you.

“Do you eat bodies?” he asked.

“No, not really”, he sighed. “Thanks”.

“Mm-hm”, he was chewing, looking at the vampire brothers as they worked. Damon shot you two a glance which didn’t say anything specific.

“You’re the Little Shit?” you guessed.

“They call me that? Rude”, he moved his shoulder as if he was a bit cold. “I guess I do somewhat irritate them”.

“Somewhat?!” Damon growled. You cringed.

“And what are you, a digging up works inspector?” Kai went on. You grinned.

“Oh, you’re Y/N! You’re the girl they’ve been talking about, non-stop”, he realized.

At the grave, the brothers exchanged glances, since of course, they haven’t been talking about you in Parker’s presence.

You nodded.

“You long here?”

“A week”, you said, and rubbed your arms, “why is it so damn cold”.

“It’s the spirits disagreeing with the whole vandalizing ungraving, you know. I can’t calm them down just yet”, the guy said knowingly. You wondered internally what he was after all. He squatted a bit, putting his palm to the ground.

“Hold it”, the pack of candy was shoved into your hand and you filled your mouth with sour-sweet worms. Your jaws were about to get glued together.

“Woah, yeah, they fight back”, he took the hand away. “Listen, you”, he pointed his finger at the soil. You looked up at Damon and Stefan, asking them silently what was up with this dude. “I’m about to suck out your whole miserable existence, so you better comply, bitches”.

“Bonnie’s really good at communicating with spirits”, you said musingly.

“She’s also very good at lying, cheating and tricking people into trusting her and then stabbing them in the back”, Malachai said happily, standing up. He reached for some worms politely, forgetting it was his pack to begin with.

“You’ve met her?”

“Met her? Ha, I’ve been locked up with her. What a controversial creature”.

“Where is she? I haven’t seen her since I came”.

“Yeah, she’s... uh...” Kai cocked his head, thinking, “I might have left her in a... magical prison, you know”.

“What an asshole”, you said. You remembered the judgemental, brilliant, restless Bonnie Bennett. “Get her back”.

“It’s not that easy, miss”, Malachai sniffed. “Why do you care, anyway?”

“We studied together”.

“Okay then. See the diggers? We’re doing this all to get back there and get Bon Bon out”.

Damon puffed as if he could get tired. He was just probably listening and was severely annoyed. You knew at once when you saw Kai here how Damon could be deeply irritated by him. Their personalities did not correlate.

“And you? What are you doing?” he asked. Like he meant something else. You watched his curious face, the sweetness filling your mouth so much the gums started hurting. You needed water.

“I’m just here, man. Chilling”.

He nodded to his own thoughts.

“Hm”.

You turned back to the Salvatores simultaneously.

“You wanna go on a date?” Kai asked.

You haven’t been on a date in years. You were not the type to go dating.

“Stop this freaking wind, will you”, you shuddered yet again, instead of the answer. Kai got to the ground immediately.

You drove up to the corner and walked a little to the Grill doors. Malachai was standing there, waiting, like he was the Italian lover boy at the times when families of two children were willing to start war over dignity, and he was serenading to somebody. He didn’t say anything, just smiled at you; his gaze said things instead of him. Putting his arm above your head, he opened the door, and you entered the bar.

“The other way”, he took you by the forearm and then his fingers slid down to your wrist. Somehow, you got goose bumps on your skin at his touch; it was irrational. As the music filled the space, crappy, hipster Mystic Falls music, he led you to one of the tables closer to tha bar counter. You were trying to decipher the glint in his eyes, almost haunting, when you realized you‘re staring at each other.

“What?” you grinned even, uneasy, as your head cocked, and you caught yourself blushing on the inside. Get your act together. He’s not even that handsome. Well, maybe, okay, he is very handsome, but he’s one of those, so, don’t get your hopes up. You recalled how you two mocked the working Salvatores together, eating the chewing candy and cursing the dead. Nothing like doing nothing, bullying busy grumpy people. The conversation started itself.

“The music here is awful”.

“You’re very pretty”, he said shyly. “Maybe even too pretty”. He gestured towards you. There wasn’t any ogling with him, he was sincerely charming. He must be dangerous.

“The whole face and the... hair thing. Do you ever have problems because you’re pretty?”

The waiter, Maureen, approached you, and you had to stop for a while. She looked at Kai obediently, without paying you any attention. You found it eerie.

“No”, you began, and then thought. Well, every ‘pretty’ girl has problems sometimes. When it comes to brushing against the majority, the bar for ‘pretty’ is very low. If you walk down the street, and somebody throws a glance at you, they manage to see you as ‘pretty’.

“Well. You know, you sound like an asshole if you say you have problems because you’re good looking”.

Kai cocked his head like a bird, question in his eyes.

“Speaking of assholes, explain again how Bonnie ended up somewhere alone?”

He sighed.

“It’s a long story”.

You shrugged.

“We’ve got the whole evening”.

“You know, I’ll tell you, she killed me, you’ll ask how, I’ll have to go back a bit and explain how the magical prison works, you’ll ask what she and Damon were doing there, I’ll have to go back and explain, you’ll ask how I ended up there, and I’ll have to give you my whole life story”.

You took the straw in between your lips.

Kai’s nostrils flared a little.

“Alright. Maybe it was my fault a little bit”.

You were just drinking, not saying anything, and Kai started crumbling down. Must be the whole face and the hair thing.

“Alright! Alright. You ever heard of the Gemini coven? Of course you didn’t”.

You shook your head. You weren’t sure if you wanted to actually listen to the whole life story of this guy. That’s exactly how Mystic Falls tricks you into being one of them. It’s just full of dramatic, twisted life stories.

“It’s a witch coven, the coolest one, well, it used to be. Now almost all of them are dead, and soon, I will be the only one left”.

“Because you’ll kill them all?” you asked innocently.

“Yeah”.

“Yeah, of course. Why am I asking. Stupid”.

“I was born without magic. We have this thing, in the coven, the twins have to duel when they turn twenty one. The one with stronger magic wins and lives and absorbs the other’s life force and powers. But I was born without magic, so”, he tilted his head left and right, as if saying, well, you guess how it goes.

“Big disappointment. My mom used to lock me up in the basement for days not to embarrass guests”.

“What?!”

“Yeah. And this thing... I can absorb magic, because I’m a siphoner. It’s like... if I feel magic somewhere, I can take it. Then use it. Then I need more”.

“So, that’s why you were crawling on the ground there”.

“Yeah”, Kai nodded, “and the oldest bodies of those witches have the most magic, so, I now have enough strength to go back and bring your precious Bonnie home”.

“So, your folks gave you hard time then?”

He got distracted by your nails clicking on the glass. He was like a cat, his eyes clutched the sound, the flickering lights of the evening Grill dancing in the dark of his eyeballs.

“Do you sharpen them on purpose?”

“Of course”, you muttered, “that makes people want to touch me less”.

An uneven breath left his lips. You realized you found him endearing. What a cute, chaotic creature, dressed like a Soft Boy, but with a dark scheme on the back of his mind, eyes darting from here to there, and the tongue completely detached from brain. No wonder Mystic Falls couldn’t handle him.

“Scratch my hand”, he asked, putting his palm on the table. Amusement curled your lips.

You put your palm on his and tickled.

“Were you a twin?” you asked.

“Yeah, yeah, I was. My sister is still alive, but you know, if the merge ended up happening, she’d be dead. Because even without my own magic, I’m stronger than her. She’s all... spells from the books, rules of conjuring, flower growing magic. I’m a natural. Which is ironic”, a sad chuckle clouded his voice for a second. “My dad used to tell me he wished I was never born at all, even if it meant they missed an opportunity to have a set of twins for the merge”.

You eyed him carefully. He talked sad, but looked entertained. He was turning and pulling his hand under your tickling, like a child.

“You’re a big boy now”, you heard yourself, “you know how them fanatics are, right?”

“Hmm?”

“Just because it’s their fucked up world doesn’t mean you were a mistake”.

Kai nodded.

“I killed half of them anyway. My sisters and brothers, and my mom”.

You stopped tickling for a second.

“Uh, you killed your siblings and your mom?”

He was taking a sip and nodded.

“Mm-hm, yeah. I hanged my little brother from the banisters on the staircase. Have you ever killed somebody?”

An uneven chain of thoughts raced through your mind. Any other place, you would’ve freaked out. Here, it’s kind of fine. Everybody’s like that. Kai was a bit extreme, of course. Him confessing killing his child siblings on your date was a bit of a thrill pill. It’s not like he smothered Caroline with a pillow. Or pushed Elena’s car from the bridge. Of pinned Damon to the wall of his own living room. Or turned a sixteen year old schoolgirl into a raging vampire right in time for Halloween.

“You look like you killed somebody”, he whispered conspirationally. You turned his hand and scratched a bit harder. He didn’t notice.

“Is it your witch observation, or a pickup line?”

Kai grinned.

“I’ve told you everything. You tell me why you’re coming back every year”.

“Who told you I do?”

“Damon”.

You rolled your eyes.

“Just to visit”.

He narrowed his eyes.

“That is a lie. You’re lying to me. You hate this place. You don’t come here for a full week out of your own will to visit people you don’t even like”.

“It’s not that I don’t like them, I just...”

“Can’t stand them”.

“Their shenanigans. How long have you been here?”

“Since spring”.

“Have you noticed”, you even leaned over the table a little bit, and his fingers wrapped around your palm with determination. His hand was warm and dexterous. “That they’re in deep shit every week? These people don’t chill. It’s one cosmic threat after another, and most of the time, it’s Damon’s fault”.

“Yes”, Kai said gravely. “Yes. And it’s always about romance. Everybody is in love with everybody”.

You started laughing with relief you didn’t know the source of.

You were tickling his palm gently as you spoke, and didn’t even notice. Suddenly, Kai nearly jumped.

“Wait, you said, awful music?”

“Of course”.

“Give me your phone”.

You didn’t reply, looking at him.

“Come on. You wanna dance or not? I’ll go talk to the DJ”.

“Talk to the DJ?”

“Yeah. I’ll bring it back to you”.

Kai didn’t. A minute after he left with your phone, the mood changed. Even the lights went darker. You finished your drink and then recognized your own playlist coming in on the speakers. When he returned, pulling you into the crowd of people gathering to dance, you looked around at the couples. Malachai, the guy who grew up being locked in the basement by his mother and hearing that he was a mistake of nature, turned out to be an okay dancer, in fact. Perhaps he was just fucking around when he sang in the karaoke. He pulled you up to him and couldn’t stop himself from touching your arms as if tapping you for magic you might have been hiding. His hands explored the lean lines of your waist as you moved, and it didn’t feel forced. Going on a date with someone you barely know, you usually expect all kinds of awkward collisions, but this here was light-hearted, sincere, like neither of you cared enough, connected with your shared displeasure with this town. Neither of you really wanted to be here; Kai said he was waiting for something connected with the merge in September, because, after all the years he spent in the prison, he thought he had another shot at merging with his sister. Apparently, they’re all stoked to duel and kill their twin or die, well, let them. The less mental cases.

Not wanting to be here made you pull close to each other as if you were a proud unit, judging people around silently. People, weirdly, didn’t seem to mind to dance to Lana Del Rey the whole evening, then switching suddenly to relatively unknown soft hip-hop. They just moved, drunk on the evening, consumed by the calm twilight of the place, and you danced, too, with Kai’s hands sliding up and down your shoulders, soothing you like a snake charmer.

Suddenly, he leaned into a kiss and you didn’t pull away. You collided like waves, gentle at first, then, hungry, and wild attraction made your head switch off. His one hand laid on the back of your neck and the other, secured the low of your back, like he was a completely normal guy on a completely normal date, having completely normal heat coming up to his throat. Maybe he was, at the moment. You found it hard to break the kiss, feeling how strangely comfortable it was, like you knew each other forever. Shared spite does miracles to people’s minds.

You drank a little bit too much, perhaps, so your head started spinning, and you were forced to open you eyes. You looked around, still in his arms, and everybody - and that means everybody - in the bar was watching you, not dancing anymore. The music was still on, but people froze completely, mesmerized, and stared at you without any expression.

“What are they looking at?” you whispered.

“They’ll remember witnessing something beautiful, but won’t know exactly what”, Kai said nonchalantly. You shot him a glance.

“What?”

“I compelled them all”, he brushed them away with his hand, “it’s a private party”.

“That’s abuse...” you thought out loud.

“You think I’m evil?” Kai asked. Somehow it didn’t sound connected to your notion.

“Nah”.

Perhaps you should’ve given it more thought. You didn’t even see how impressed he was by the easiness with which you shook your head.

“Just bitter”.

He looked around, and people moved again, like nothing happened.

You couldn’t stop kissing each other even after you left and walked down the street away from the bar.

“You wanna go see a special place?” he mumbled into your face, his breath warm and sweet. “Your heels will disagree with it though, we’ll have to take ‘em off”.

There was almost lust in his voice.

‘Special place’ turned out to be the watching tower behind the school. Mystic Falls was such a small, pathetic place that it only had one sport court, one square and one park. The watching tower was called that because, when you were all fifteen, the bravest kids used to climb up the platform to watch the Founders Day fireworks. It was a steel construction resembling the tower for the musical engineer at a gig. Nobody ever figured out what it was initially for. Maybe Damon and Stefan should’ve dropped their whole vampire wars and first ivestigated that.

Kai was right though: the narrow ladder was made of iron and you had to take off your shoes. The platform itself stood about twelve feet up and was big enough for five people. You laid shoulder to shoulder, and only then you finally realized. It was the night for Perseids.

Brilliant white comets were shooting through the skies. Kai put his hand under the back of his head. You thought of how once you were watching shooting stars with your father back when you were a child; one of the stars fell somewhere behind hills and he said that it exploded. He convinced you he’s seen the afterglow of the explosion, and with time, you have convinced yourself you’ve seen it, too. Bright, short, white flash of misty light, like a flickering halo above the mountain. This memory was completely fake. Just like his belief that the red stars are the youngest. Father knew jack shit about space.

“You ever compare yourself with the size of universe?” you asked. You were afraid to sound too romantic, or stupid, but you were drunk enough.

“Yeah. I like stars”.

“Do you feel small or big?”

“Small”, Kai replied obediently.

“Does it make you feel lonely, or is it a liberating feeling?”

“Lonely”.

“Does it make you wanna die or live forever?”

“I’m planning to live forever”, he said with convitction. You turned your head and discovered he’s been looking at you.

“Aren’t you mortified of the future?”

“I’m just very tired of dying”.

Your brows gathered together. You reached for his cheek and touched it with your fingers to make sure he was flesh and blood.

“You can’t die in prison world”, he explained.

“Oh. Are you alive right now?”

Now, Malachai was a little surprised.

“I think so”, he chuckled. “Hey, you. I’ve been spilling the tea all night and then you distracted me with kissing, and now I’m realizing you said nothing yourself”.

You wondered what Kai has done to deserve the title of Little Shit. You imagined he somehow incorporated you into his plan since he was so nice to you. He looked like he was geniunely interested.

“Nothing to tell. I don’t want to”.

“That’s not fair”.

You shut him up with a kiss.

As he let go of her hand, seeing the yellow light from the window, he has already decided everything. The door let the wave of bright flood him, and, before it closed behind her back, he turned invisible and hopped inside.

The house stood empty, with the light on in the kitchen. He didn’t know if she seemed like somebody who’s afraid of darkness, but it was strange. Kai let her go upstairs alone and cruised a little around the kitchen and the living room; her house, like her, felt mysterious and so familiar. When Kai finally made it upstairs to her room, she was taking a shower. Malachai touched every little thing that laid around: he put his palm to the wall, fidgeted with the jewelry she left on the bedside table; sat on her bed, opened and closed the curtains and left the outline of his hand on the window. He touched the handles of the wardrobe and brushed lightly over the dress she’s just been wearing, that she threw onto a chair.

When the girl came back, he expected her to cry again. Because of their date, she skipped her running session and didn’t go to the football field. As she stood at the mirror, Kai came up so close to her, he even wondered how she didn’t feel the tip of his nose barely touching her wet hair. She threw the towel on the floor, and Kai looked in the mirror. He couldn’t see himself, but he knew he was there. He wondered what they would’ve looked like together.

Then she froze and turned her head as if hearing something. Kai managed to step away as she rushed to the chair for clothes. She put on sweatpants and a shirt, and went downstairs. Kai was sure he didn’t hear anything.

Curious to no end, he followed, down to the living room, and then the kitched, the light turned on virtually everywhere in the house like she was terrified of shadows.

“No, I just came back”, she said, to nobody. Kai walked in front of her and stood in the middle of the kitchen. She looked over his shoulder. Then sat at the table.

“Fine, when did you come back?”

Pause.

“I thought you said you didn’t leave the house nowadays”.

She was talking to the empty room, a bit sad, not like when she was with him.

Wow, she is nuts, Malachai thought. Then he thought hard and repeated, to himself,

she is absolutely insane!

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bluetiefling · 7 years ago

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I’m back from seeing TLJ and I’ve written a super long rambling feelings post full of spoilers so here we go!

I’ll say I’m relieved because I wanted to love the Finn and Rose and Poe arcs and I was worried I wouldn’t based on things people were saying but I loooooved them. And those were my favorite parts of the film!

I’m so happy with how much Poe got fleshed out, and how much he’s grown at the end of the film. He’s so richly layered now as a character and they’re using Oscar as they should. He’s evolved so beautifully into a better and wiser leader, one who was too reckless at first and was later unwilling to risk his friends lives on a suicide run. AND HIS SCENES WITH LEIA I’M CRIES. They were so lovely! I can’t decide which was my favorite, maybe when he’s sadly holding her hand while she was comatose?? Or was it their scene on the transport shuttle idk! You just feel so strongly that he’s her legacy and the bond between them is so strong, and she’s so proud of him at the end. And re the Holdo stuff, people who were saying he was written as sexist?? I didn’t get that at all. His conflict with Holdo isn’t “oh she’s a woman who doesn’t know what she’s doing”. It’s because she was a stranger, and not Leia who he trusts wholly. It’s because she wasn’t explaining her intentions or divulging a plan, and what she was doing looked shady (plus lol she was kinda rude to him from their first meeting?). And I loved how that evolved and he was the one who realized immediately what her heroic, brave plan was going to be to save them. And the Poe/Finn/Rose OT3 is so real and I’m excited for 9 for this to be a quartet now that Rey’s fully in the Resistance with them. I’m actually sorta hopeful he and Rey might be a thing in 9? Like I always had a soft spot for that idea because Daisy and Oscar have great chemistry but never thought they’d go there - I was thinking it would be Finn/Rey (which it might still be but Finn/Rose is perfect and it would kinda break my heart if they dropped it). Rey and Poe’s official introduction at the end was very sweet and whatever happens I look forward to them interacting a lot, which they’re bound to in 9.

And Finn’s journey from reluctant hero to proud Rebel Scum and his darling relationship with Rose was beautiful to me!! They have this immediate kind of rapport and work so well as partners!! Even just after a day he’s so fond of and protective of her - the way he got super mad at DJ and demanded he give her back her medallion because he knows her so well already and what it means to her! His panic and worry for her at the end! Tenderly tucking her in and sitting vigil by her!! T__T And Rose god Rose! She’s so passionate in what she believes and brave! She’s probably the first SW character I really relate to honestly? Just her gumption and the way she counts herself out only to surprise herself by what she’s capable of - I find her so inspiring. And her and Finn constantly having each other’s back, and basically their relationship representing everything the Resistance and Rebellion of old stands for! God I was heavily spoiled and knew Finn survives but that moment where he’s doing the suicide run towards the canon, the way he closed his eyes and the music swelled... I was cryyyying. And then Rose saves him and he’s so upset that she’s hurt and doesn’t understand and she kisses him with the explosions in the background?? Godd!!!! !!! I noticed too that he had a parallel journey with Rey which was really powerful to me. They both sorta start off in the same place and then end in the same place, discovering their strengths and committing to being the heroes they were meant to be. I also adoredtheir reunion hug. And it was touching the ways they kept thinking of each other - Finn worrying she would follow the tracker to a trap, Rey trying to check in with him and wanting to make sure he got her message. Just! My dears and their beautiful bond!!

The Rey and Kylo scenes were not as overt as I was expecting too lmao. Like it’s so clear that so much of her impassioned reaction and decision to go and try turning him was rooted in a different place, not romantic feelings. He was guarded and awkward and petulant, when he wasn’t mocking her. He never wavers on his own position, there’s never an indication that he’s been moved by her point of view? More like he lets her think that she’s getting through to him all while having no intention of turning to the light. The only time a conversation got her vulnerable was when she was already in a bad place after facing the mirror cave, and she’s kinda flailing for a connection at this low point. And getting caught up in the idea that turning him would turn the tide of the war... it was more like she was trying to be what Luke was refusing to be. Building up to that she had been citing what Luke did for Vader and I think had this delusion that she can do the same thing. Hell she even says because Luke won’t come, then Kylo was the “last hope” and then the movie spells it out for you that this was the hard lesson for her to learn - he’s not the hope, she is. Yoda even spells it out too - failures are just as important as triumphs for learning and growing. It “didn’t go the way the way she thought” and that was a blow but it’s what made Rey realize who she’s meant to be, and that she is enough by herself. And lol frankly I think that means in 9 she’s destined to kill him. I don’t see this ending any other way.

I mean I’ve accepted it now about Kylo?? I thought they were telling a different story with him and thought he’d have a sympathetic backstory but what we got was... pretty weak (gonna go to my grave knowing Rey Solo would have been the superior backstory and superior narrative but anyways!). LF was saying all along that he’s on a inverse hero’s journey, that he’s “finding his place in villaindom”. And I guess I believe them now. I think if they do another movie about “wahh he’s conflicted” after 2 movies already of the same thing it’s just stale?? It’s actually more important now that he is fully purged of conflict and committed. The throne room ending was a complete inversion of ROTJ’s throne room ending, and he made his choice. Really the only way to go now with this is a build up to a final confrontation with Rey that ends in his death, which I think he’s going to welcome at that point. It’s like, I don’t think they need to redeem him anymore as part of showing “hope” always lives on or whatever. Since they’ve gone with Rey as a random person with no Skywalker lineage, it’s made fundamentally more powerful if they commit to this idea that hope isn’t represented by the Skywalkers anymore. Not when you’ve got other little Force sensitives springing up around the galaxy like the ending with the stable boy showed. And it’s at the point where Kylo’s gotten so many second chances and people placing blind faith in him, that you gotta ask when is enough enough. He’s taken out the big guy and he’s in charge now - he can end the war with a word. But he doesn’t. He’s screaming for his troops to assault the last of the Resistance with “no quarter”, knowing his mother is down there. And lol screaming for them to destroy the Millennium Falcon knowing Rey is in there and declaring to Luke he’s going to kill her and “all of it.” And literally trying to slice Luke in half I mean come on!! And now that he’s the Big Guy and unrepentant (as I mentioned he never even really tries to explain himself to Rey in their conversations, he thinks everything is justified because Luke, for one moment, didn’t give him the benefit of the doubt and gave him a frighten. Like??? And then he goes and murders the other students because that’s a totally rational reaction, and I guess the whole galaxy’s gotta pay for his emotional slights which are largely blown out of proportion. >.>)

Basically being a Skywalker isn’t the key to being important, or the last hope, as shown by Rey. And the little stable boy. Likewise being a Skywalker doesn’t entitle Kylo to endless second chances. I think Rey learned her lesson and there’s nothing more that can be said by him. She was naive in this film and she’s going into 9 centered and wiser, and having severed the “bridge” that Snoke had created between them as part of manipulating her. And I don’t see Kylo’s feelings about her as positive or altruistic - he doesn’t want to change for her, doesn’t even consider it, and doesn’t accept her rejection of him. I don’t even think he wants to know or accept the real “her” but rather the one he thinks can be molded into a mirror of him.

I enjoyed Rey’s dynamic with Luke overall, and only wish they didn’t make that scene where she attacks him so extra. I know it was born out of her frustrations and she’s been heavily manipulated by then but still hitting him when his back was turned wasn’t a great look lol. I’m proud of where she ends up though and her moment lifting the rocks and everyone coming outside and seeing her gave me chills. I’m just sooo looking forward now to her being In The Resistance. Two movies were about her finding her place and finally she’s here. And it breaks my heart that she won’t have more scenes with Leia. Just the one they had in the MF together was lovely.

And finally pretty much every Leia scene was the Most. I was close to tears for many of them, like her saving herself with the Force, and saying goodbye to Holdo. But the tears were flowing freely in her moment with Luke. They absolutely nailed that! It was better than anything I could’ve dreamed up myself. It was almost eerie, the finality of it, knowing Carrie is gone. It’s maybe because they filmed it as one o fLuke’s final moments alive. :’’( And Luke’s finale... akdsfk. That was everything to me too. I can’t say I’m ever going to be fully happy with the way LF has treated Han, Leia and Luke’s story... either putting them through so much pain or just bringing them down so low. I’ll always think there were different ways they could’ve handled their post ROTJ life. But there was so much about Luke’s story in this film that touched me and he went out like the icon he is. I’m fairly confident he’ll be seen again in 9 as a Force ghost too.

Okay I’ve rambled enough!!

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