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surveysonfleek · 3 years ago

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England Do you like to drink tea? i do! i hardly have hot tea but i love bubble tea and iced tea Do you like to put sugar in your tea? sometimes Have you ever explored an ancient castle? nope, it’s on my bucket list! If you’re a Christian, are you Catholic or Protestant? raised catholic but i dont practice Do you live in a big house? it’s an average-sized house i’d say Are there a lot of seagulls where you live? nope Do you have a garden? yes Name something you own with the British flag on it. nothing actually haha What’s your favorite part of London? i thiiiiink i liked the british museum the most. that was fun. If you’ve been to England, what was your favorite city you’ve visited? i only visited london

If applicable, what is/was your favorite store in London? primark! Have you ever been lost in London? hmm i dont think we ever got lost, i guess we were just exploring the whole time Would you say your personality is British? Do you think you’d fit in there? not at all lol Do you have English ancestors, or are you from England? nope! no ties to england whatsoever

Ireland What is one of your favorite celtic songs? i dont know any :( Do you have red hair? no Are you Irish? no Name 5 redheads that you know. lindsay lohan, emma stone, ed sheeran, rupert grint and julianne moore. ha! that was kinda hard lol Who in your family is/was a redhead? no one If you’ve been to Ireland, what was your favorite city you visited? i haven’t Did you have any bad experiences in Ireland? - Do you celebrate St. Patrick’s Day? no Do you like Irish food? not really familiar with What’s one thing you like about ancient cathedrals? the architecture and how vast it is inside Do you like rolling hills of green? i had to google that to make sure it was what i was thinking of. and yes, theyre pretty Do you like bagpipes? i dont mind If you’re Irish, what part of Ireland is your family from? - Do you like English accents or Irish accents better? english is easier to follow i guess

China What is your Chinese zodiac sign? Do you like it? Do you feel it fits your personality? horse, i like it but im not too sure of the traits Do you like your American zodiac sign or Chinese zodiac sign better? what are american zodiacs? Do you like Chinese food? yes, it never disappoints! List three of your favorite Chinese foods. honey chicken, prawn toast and peking duck Are you familiar with the topic of footbinding? im heard of it What are your favorite books about the Chinese? i havent read/remember any Do you know anyone Chinese? yes Who is your favorite Chinese youtuber? i dont have a fave Have you ever cooked Chinese food at home? yes Are you familiar with the Great Chinese Famine? no Do you wish your school would teach you about other countries’ history? even if they did, i dont remember haha Would you ever want to go to China? sure, wouldnt turn down a holiday there Do you have any Chinese in your family? yes, ive been told my great grandfather was 100% chinese

Japan Do you like sushi? If so, what are your favorite kinds? i love sushi!! my fave is salmon and avocado What is your favorite manga series? i dont have one Do you love Japanese street fashion? i can appreciate it, its very unique What color hair would you have as an anime character? purple Are you aware of the struggles of Japanese Americans during World War 2? not really What is your favorite Japanese name? miyako and nikita Do you like bonsai trees? sure! What’s one thing you think Americans should adopt from the Japanese? respect lmao Have you ever listened to Jpop? nah Do you like Hello Kitty? always What is something you want to know about the Japanese? their daily lives/routines i guess Do you know anyone who’s Japanese? i surprisingly dont Would you ever want to go to Japan? its on my bucket list

Australia Do you have blonde hair? no Do you live near a beach? i live 40 minutes away Do you surf? nope Who is your favorite Australian youtuber? probably tina yong, shes the only one i still watch Do you watch The Norris Nuts? im australian and ive never heard of this Who is your favorite Australian fictional character? i... dont have one What is your favorite song by Hillsong? none Have you ever tried to surf? nope! Do you skateboard? no Have you ever been on an island? yes Do you live on an island? yes lol Do you like Australian accents or British accents better? aussie duh Have you ever heard the term, “Crikey, mate!” i have, no one says that here Have you ever met anyone from Australia? everyone around me is australian haha

Africa Do you know anyone from Africa? yes Are you familiar with the War on Sudan? no Do you own an Invisible Children shirt? no Have you been to Africa? i have! What’s your favorite wild animal? panda Do you prefer dancing or drumming? drumming if i knew how Do you have good rhythm? well i dont have bad rhythm, i could def follow a beat lol Would you ever want to go to Africa? sure What is a great African song? that song the guy from 90 day fiance made,, baby girl lisa hahha Have you ever tried African dancing? technically yes Do you own any African jewelry? no Ever danced to “Waka Waka”? no What’s the furthest you’ve ever walked in one day? probably 24km Do you live in a mud hut? no

Mexico List 3 of your favorite Mexican foods. fajitas, guacamole and ceviche (if that counts) List 3 Mexican names you like. i wont incase im totally wrong List 3 people you know who are Mexican. i dont know anyone personally tbh Have you ever been to Mexico? no. Would you ever want to go to Mexico? sure! Do you think you could handle being around people all the time? it would be a massive change for me, so no Do you like spicy food? no :( everyone i know loves it but me How do you do with crowds? not well lol Is it hot where you live? yes, in summer Do you like bright colors? yes Can you speak Spanish? no Have you ever been to a fiesta? yes Ever smacked a pinata? yes What’s your favorite thing to order at Taco Bell? i havent been in years

The Middle East Are you Muslim? no Do you know any Muslims? yes Do you know anyone who wears hijab? i did What are some of your favorite books about Muslims? i dont think ive read any Ever been to a desert? hmm, i dont think i have actually Would you want to ride a camel? im indifferent Did you watch the show Legends of the Hidden Temple? no

Korea Have you read To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before? Have you seen the movie? i havent read it but ive seen the movie Did you know that North Korea is closed? yeah lol Would you ever want to visit South Korea? definitely! Have you ever had Korean food? yup, it’s one of my fave cuisines!

South America Have you read The Spirit of the Rainforest? no Name one fact you know about Venezuela. their flag has green in it (oh man i hope im not wrong lol) Do you know anyone who lives in Peru? no Have you ever tried Peruvian food or drink? nope Have you ever been to South America? no Do you know anyone from Brazil? ive met brazillians in the past Would you ever want to visit South America? someday! Name someone you know who owns llamas. no Do you like llamas? theyre cute Have you ever sewn on a loom? no Do you own a skirt from Guetamala? no Do you ever wonder why we don’t hear much about South America? cant say ive ever wondered that haha

Thailand Do you like elephants? theyre cute WOuld you ever be brave enough to try walking on stilts? only if supervised Do you know about sex trafficking in Thailand? tbh not so much but thats really unfortunate Do you like Thai food? no, i hate it. i used to love it but i had it the same time every week for years which made me sick of it Do you know anyone who’s Thai? yes

United States If you live in the US, which state do you live in? i dont live there Which states have you visited? ive visited quite a lot. from the top of my head: california, new york, washington, washington dc, pennsylvania, new jersey, delaware, maryland, georgia, florida, virginia, conneticut, nevada, massachusetts. there might be more but i forgot haha Which states have you lived in? - Have you ever been to Washington D.C? yes What is your favorite American food? burgers Do you listen to popular music? yes Do you dream of having two kids and maybe a dog? haha ideally, maybe skipping the dog …and living in a two-story house with a white picket fence? sure! …and having a good job and saving for retirement? duh ….where you can retire to Florida and live on the beach? no but my cousin lives there so ill visit her Did you go to college? If so, what was your major? yes, my major was photography Were you abused by your parents? no Do you know any nice people? yes How often do you bbq? a lot! What’s your favorite ride at Cedar Point? never heard of it

Other What’s the best family vacation you’ve been on? disneyworld of course What countries have you visited? usa, canada, singapore, philippines, mauritius, uk, france, italy, spain, belgium, the netherlands, greece, monaco, germany, czech republic, uae What countries do you want to visit? japan and new zealand Have you ever been to NYC? yes, absolutely massive Do you live in a big city, small town, or other? i live in the suburbs Do you live in the city or country? ^ What is your favorite country besides your own? probably usa. aside all their issues, theres so many things to do there What country do you live in? australia What is your ancestry? all kinds of things, id love to do one of those tests Are you happy with the American government? not american What currency do you use? dollarydoos Do you think you have an accent? to anyone non-aussie, yes Have you ever been told you have an accent? yea

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myallison0234 · 6 years ago

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lockwoodlitherland · 4 years ago

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LLOYD

Lloyd’s phone had buzzed loudly on the decking twice in the past five minutes. Each message had gone ignored, flashing for a lingering moment to life on the screen before seeping into fraught darkness. A message undelivered. Words unread. Truths contained for a fragile moment in an intangible realm of codes and lights before they’d have to enter the careworn and fallible mind inside the man’s head.

The sun was sinking lower over the horizon and the sounds of the waves rushing back and forth over the shore were as clockwork by now as they were enchantingly anomalous. Beyond those waves, Lloyd sometimes told himself, was even more of the world. Across the Pacific Ocean there were hundreds and thousands of places he’d never been and even more that he’d never experience even in dreams. Not that he dreamt much… never consistently.

Some nights he’d remember nothing of his deep slumbering subconscious as it spun stories and pictures and made his heart thunder and his breathing quicken, and some nights he’d wake from what he’d believed to be a peaceful rest to images bursting into nothingness before his eyes. They were stark and vivid but equally completely uninterpretable. Like a painting with too many colours and shapes. Yet, as they escaped his mind and descended to nothingness… there was a familiarity about them. Not quite a warmth but nothing hostile in turn. But that was all they were: fragments of his sleeping subconscious. Shards of a dream. Splinters of memories he’d never had.

Setting his empty glass next to his thigh on the decking, Lloyd cast his eyes once more across the bay. There was a solitary surfer taking on the mild swell and far in the distance, a couple walked a large dog along the stretch of coast that had captured Lloyd’s heart like so many places had in Southern California. Morro Bay, the Gibraltar of the Pacific. Just under 200 miles from The City of Angels and the depths of the devil’s maw.

And truthfully, it had been so long since he’d left Canada behind but thoughts of those he knew dragged him back to it constantly. Dense forests made up of beech, maple, yellow birch, white pine and hemlock. He scratched at his scalp. How familiar those burning ambers and yellows of Canadian autumn were to the towering might of rusty redwoods preparing for the California ‘winter’. The itching grew incessant until he seized his own wrist and pinned it to his thigh.

CN Tower. High Park. St Lawrence Market. Rogers Centre. Yonge-Dundas Square. Running along Queen Street West with Harley laughing into the cold wind. Lingering on the wall outside of city hall waiting for Hunter to turn up at least 15 minutes late. Wandering along the waterfront and driving out to Scarborough Bluffs with Annika in the passenger seat, her long hair streaming in the wind as Johnny Cash poured from the speakers.

The sound of a gull squealing above him dragged Lloyd back into the current moment. Waves crashed against the shore. A car rumbled past on the road far behind him. The sun sank lower, and the world continued to turn. Leaning forward, he braced his elbows on his knees and bowed his head into his hands. Fingers brushed across short hair; cut close to his scalp. It made the scratch marks from his blunt nails stand out even more clearly on his skin. Rubbing his head back and forth against his hands, he told himself quietly to breathe in lungful after lungful of salt air. The familiar scent. The familiar sounds. The familiarity that grounded him like a tether and stopped him from drifting off aimlessly.

The screen door opened quietly behind him and the soft thud of bare feet on decking boards made him lift his head from his hands and turn. A faint smile creased his lips.

“How are you not wearing a jumper?” The woman asked, the smile on her own mouth doing nothing to detract from the mild annoyance in the eye roll that accompanied her words. Lloyd said nothing but instead continued to watch her as she came closer. “The swell looks decent.”

“Yeah…”

“You didn’t want to go try it while I was out?”

“Not really.”

Fingertips softly brushed over the top of his head and Lloyd’s eyes sank closed, his chest swelling as he took a deep breath.

“You’ve been scratching again…” A gentle voice laden with concern as her fingers stopped and focused on the nail marks that seemed to be growing angrier in colour.

“Leah, it’s fine…” Lloyd sighed, reaching up to take hold of her hand in his own. Looking up, he held her gaze. For a few seconds, her blue eyes were firm before they softened with a gentle smile. Her blonde hair was pulled up away from her cheeks, wrapped in a tirelessly untidy bun. It exposed the slightly rosiness in her cheeks that grew deeper as the sea breeze grazed her skin. Sinking into a crouch behind him, she wrapped her arms wrapped around his shoulders and pressed her hands to his chest. Lloyd’s eyes fell closed.

A buzzing sound made them open again and he looked down to see his screen once more flash to life.

“It’s your sister again, isn’t it?”

“Yeah.”

Lips pressed against the spot behind his right ear. Another gull joined the one above them, squealing and riding into the wind.

“One day…” Leah whispered against his skin, her hand lightly rubbing against the fabric covering his chest. “You’ll know where you need to be.” A large hand lifted to cover hers, thumb brushing against the skin on the back of her hand.

“Leah, I…”

“I know.”

“It’s like my mind is always somewhere else.”

“I know.”

It was a silence filled with noise: the rush of the ocean and squealing of gulls; a thousand thoughts and a cacophony of memories that were not his; of familiarity and abnormality and too many pathetic goodbyes. It was the summit of so many sleepless nights starting across the pillow and wondering whether home was truly a physical place or an innate feeling, wondering whether you could truly find yourself when you’d lost so many people in the process.

“Talk to your sister and then we can talk.” Leah murmured as she patted his chest before rising to her feet. As the sliding door closed, Lloyd was left alone with the view once more. Taking in a deep breath, he reached for his phone.

#lloyd

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jiminfms · 5 years ago

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* hi , my name’s tee and this ain’t a waist trainer bitch , this a back brace i got scoliosis . 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 , 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐫𝐢𝐬 ( finally ) ��! i prefer either feminine or non - binary pronouns , and i reside in the est time zone ! it has taken me so long to formally write and i highkey hate it because i lost muse for my queen miss giavanna , so i decided to bring another muse instead of leaving because honestly ... i love ya’ll 🥺 . the way i love miss jennie kim is more than i wanna admit , so let me introduce you guys to the tiny ball of aggression that is jimin jung !

omg ! i was walking yonge street downtown , and you’ll never guess who i saw . jimin jung ! i just saw a post about them on sixsecrets ! i think it said something like ' jimin jung physically restrained by security guards following a verbal argument with fellow customer at drake one fifty ! ' . isn’t that wild ? i guess it makes sense though , since they’re apparently antagonistic and bellicose . but i’ve heard they’re also sultry and voguish ! i’ll just stick to giving them the benefit of the doubt . i mean , it’s not like i know them personally — they’re a famous singer / songwriter and model ! you know , i’ve actually heard rumors that redacted , but they’re just rumors … i think . i dunno . if you happen to run into them , tell them i’m their biggest fan !

FULL NAME : jung jimin .

NICKNAME(S) : n/a .

AGE + DATE OF BIRTH : 24 + june 10th , 1996 .

ASTROLOGICAL SIGN : gemini .

MEYERS - BRIGGS PERSONALITY TYPE : entj .

MORAL ALIGNMENT : chaotic neutral .

GENDER + PRONOUNS : cis female + she / her / hers .

SEXUAL ORIENTATION : bisexual .

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION : biromantic .

PLACE OF BIRTH : kensington , london , england .

PLACE OF RESIDENCE : toronto , ontario , canada ( specifically , in the neighborhood of forest hill ) .

OCCUPATION : singer / songwriter and model .

VOICECLAIM : dua lipa .

NATIONALITY : british - korean .

ETHNICITY : korean .

LANGUAGES SPOKEN : english , korean , and japanese .

i. prosopography .

jimin’s story begins with the fateful meeting of her parents , kim seo - yeon and jung do - young , on a cold winter’s day . they found themselves at the tender ages of 20 and 22 , attending a boring christmas gala with their parents when they would have preferred to do anything else in the world . seo - yeon was a women who knew what she wanted the moment her eyes landed upon it , so when she made brief eye contact with do - young , she purposefully spilled a glass of champagne onto his expensive tom ford suit and made a big deal of it . this sparked their whirlwind romance , and six months later they found themselves announcing their engagement to korean media outlets .

despite how quickly they were engaged , their parents saw this as mutually beneficial . seo - yeon is the youngest daughter of the wealthy kim family , owners of the kq group conglomerate that was worth billions in its own right . do - young was the only child of his parents , and came from park family lineage where their hotels and resorts were the cause of their fortune . the families were soon to be one , and the couple was the chaebol heirs that others envied . following their lavish wedding , seo - yeon and do - young decided that they were going to head off to london to make a life for themselves . so , they transferred to oxford university , finished their schooling , and shortly after seo - yeon’s graduation from the financial economics program , the couple discovered that they were expecting .

it was a sticky summer day when seo - yeon unexpectedly gave birth to their daughter , who decided not to allow her parents time to get to the hospital . jimin was born in the bathtub of her parents’ luxury bathroom , and right into the arms of her slightly panicked but overjoyed father . from the time that she was a toddler , araminta was a very precocious child , picking up on skills quite quickly and speaking in few short sentences by the time she was eleven months old . as she grew older , jimin’s parents remained hands on despite their busy schedules , and decided that they would see what their daughter would have the most interest in . when she was four , her parents began piano lessons , and it was evident that she had a natural gift for the instrument .

life for jimin had always been comfortable , but she didn’t want to take the usual route , or what was expected of her . she had always been interested in music , so she she originally started with taking dance classes . she trained in all forms of dance in order to be well rounded , and she initially had dreams of becoming a backup dancer , but when she was playing around and decided to make a video singing a song that she had written all on her own , jimin became an overnight sensation . her song , hotter than hell , blew up almost instantly and she was signed to warner music group .

i’ve written enough VCJNXVBHCV but her career has followed the timeline of dua’s , although it’s slightly off by maybe the month or the year . she has won a total of forty - two awards in her career , including two grammy awards and three brit awards . although miss dua got a lil clowned for her dancing at one point , i must say that jimin is quite the performer , and definitely makes use of the stages by recreating music videos or simply giving the audience an experience . she has not released future nostalgia as of yet , but it’s what she’s currently working towards ! through her career , she is known by her mononym jimin !

ii. temperament .

jimin is a real bitch , but she doesn’t go out of her way to ‘ out bitch ’ someone because she finds it to be kinda dumb . she’s primarily looking to have fun , and no one is about to be bitchy around her without getting snatched up .

she parties like she just turned twenty - one and dares someone to say something about it ! invite her to the club and she’s coming without a second thought . she’s the friend who will make plans and will get a little sad when people cancel on her , but she’s still going to find a way to enjoy herself .

does not take authority seriously and she can be seen making a jerking off motion whenever someone kisses up to those of authority . talks shit , but backs it up because if you’re bold enough to talk shit you might get hit , right ?

she’s a sultry bitch and she loves it . give her the chance and she’ll flirt with a tree , she’ll flirt with a plant , and she might flirt with your significant other . she can get kinda lewd and will say something really off - beat , and honestly shut her up if you do .

the epitome of a gen - z / millennial line straddler as she can’t walk past a mirror without taking pictures of herself . sickeningly vain as she takes pictures at any chance she can like after getting her hair and makeup done or even when she’s out and about shopping .

iii. headcanons .

jimin is quite chaotic and she does not hold back from it ! she’s a pot stirrer , and she’ll watch everything unfold as if she wasn’t the one to start the problems in the first place . not afraid to spread a rumor or putting a trolling instagram comment on one of her posts on blast . she likes to be petty , but she can back it up ( but it’s NOT fat enough 😔 ) .

her style is vastly different than what’s expected . on stage , i would think her style is something akin to kpop stage outfits , but not necessarily as tame . she’s not afraid to show skin so there’s a lot of embellished leotards and heels , dramatic eye makeup and perfectly styled hair . off stage , she likes a relaxed but high - end style . lots of denim , lots of black , loves oversized pieces , but she loves to follow trends where she can .

loves to yoga , pilates , and anything else that doesn’t involve having to go to an actual gym . she especially love aerial yoga as it keeps her flexible as a dancer .

miss jennie didn’t let us enjoy it long enough , but jimin’s hair is canon to jennie’s blonde pieces ! she’ll switch up the color every so often with temporary dyes , but other than that , it’s usually always blonde !

she doesn’t drink st*rbucks so don’t ask her to go , and she especially doesn’t go because she likes very simple coffee drinks .

iv. wanted connections .

give me everything , please ! i’d love some of the basics like former friends , best friends , industry rivals , friends with benefits , confidant(s) , frenemies , good / bad influences , one night stand(s) , enemies with benefits , or a current or ex fling !

because i love my women loving women , hand over the ex girlfriend ! in my head i’m thinking that they were a really happy couple and they were really good to one another , but they drifted apart . they remain good friends and people probably think there’s still feelings because they can be rather touchy feely with one another ( 👀 ) .

ifykyk .... but i love angst ! i love to have my heart ripped right out of my chest so give me angst in any form : angsty friends , exes , anything !

a couple who are stuck in a limbo ! they have yet to make it past the point of friends , wondering if they’re just a hookup to one another would there could potentially be more . they probably fight a lot because of those underlying feelings , but it could be interesting to explore either way !

give me enemies ! and not for fake but two people who genuinely dislike one another . it’s not surprising for jimin to not get along with a lot of people considering the fact that she’s not ... the nicest , and i’m not entirely sure as to why they’d dislike each other , but it could be so much thank u KFJDFDS .

give me the heartbreak that still lingers i will sell you my SOUL . maybe their relationship was good , or it was a mess KNFJD , but but when they broke up they haven’t fully gotten over it yet ? probably a lot of lingering looks , and giving compliments but they’re kinda awkward because they don’t know how to approach each other sometimes .

#sixhqintro #blog is on dashboard for now while editing !#also this is really long pls don't pelt me with eggs NVJCBHVXC #i did it ya'll KNFJBHD

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worldcakecakecake · 5 years ago

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Feliciano and the King of Hearts

Chosen by the gods as the Queen of Hearts from the moment of birth, we follow Feliciano’s story as he grows into royal life, learns to rule, go against age old customs, and his relationship with his husband to be, the King of Hearts.

Chapter 1 I Chapter 2 I Chapter 3 I Chapter 4 I Chapter 5 I Chapter 6I Chapter 7 I Chapter 8 IChapter 9I Chapter 10I Chapter 11I Chapter 12 I Chapter 13 I Chapter 14 I Chapter 15 I Chapter 16 I Chapter 17 I Chapter 18 I Chapter 19I Chapter 20 I Chapter 21 I Chapter 22 I Chapter 23 I Chapter 24 I Chapter 25 I Chapter 26 I Chapter 27 I Chapter 28I Chapter 29 I Chapter 30 I Chapter 31 I Chapter 32 I Chapter 33 I Chapter 34 I Chapter 35 I Chapter 36 I Chapter 37I chapter 38 I Chapter 39 I Chapter 40 I Chapter 41 I Chapter 42 I Chapter 43 I Chapter 44 I Chapter 45 I Chapter 46I Chapter 47 I Chapter 48 I Chapter 49 I Chapter 50 I Chapter 51 I Chapter 52 I Chapter 53 I Chapter 54 I Chapter 55 I Chapter 56 I Chapter 57 I Chapter 58 I Chapter 59 I Chapter 60I Chapter 61 I Chapter 62 I Chapter 63 I Chapter 64 I Chapter 65 I Chapter 66 I Chapter 67 I Chapter 68 I Chapter 69 I Chapter 70 I Chapter 71 I Chapter 72 I Chapter 73

Chapter 74

It was the third day of Feliciano’s journey in the interludes, well-marked before all in large writings tall above the pool. Louis had made it to keep themselves counted, to make sure and not miss a single beat of this mission. They kept their watch on the body. It was never left unseen. There was a rhythm of turns they had already begun to get used to, all while others took their own turn attending to the war. The room was never quiet, someone was always running in and out, stomping, throwing items or shouting, making it almost impossible to take any sleep as they had hoped.

“-It is imminent! We need to guard even the Northern Heartian border. The Faroe Islands I’m sure have enough people to act,” Aldrich commanded with those slams on the table that had the sleepers startled away from whatever dream they tried to manage.

“They only have a population of fifty-thousand, and thirty-thousand of them have already been sent to aid the front with Destro!” Elizabeta joined in those hits.

“Then they have another ten-thousand to protect their own Kingdom from being attack by Khaos.”

“Many of those twenty-thousand left are children and caretakers!”

Aldrich groaned and growled into the palm of his hands, rocking in a way that almost looked like he was defeated in tears.

Kandake sighed, “I’ll send a messenger to see if there are more soldiers they can offer. If not, then we’ll have to call soldiers back to defend.” Kandake gazed to the latest numbers sent…it looked that perhaps she might have to send from her own people…it hurt and pained how less they had become by now.

“Tunisia in my kingdom is one of the closest provinces to them…I’ll see if they can send from their own to help,” Lili began, each time tiring, her eyes darkening and ready to fall to the pavement as she stood. Vincenzo, who had awoken and could not find it to rest again, stood and offered to give Lili the chance to sleep. She finished writing her message and headed off without a word.

Kiku, Louis, Arthur and Renata kept the current watch on Feliciano, close, Kiku at one point had even let himself rest on Renata’s shoulder, and she smiled and caressed his arm. Feliciano still floated just the same, nothing of difference.

“Tomorrow is the fourth day,” Renata reminded. “After, Feliciano should be heading to the second realm.”

Kiku yawned, “do you think he’s found something by now?”

A lulling silence, even Arthur and Louis beside them were struggling to keep their eyes open.

“I don’t know…we can’t really tell…”

“Forward! Forward!” Manuel shouted, many others spreading the message and thus the men and women, a mixture of Clubian and Diamond soldiers, stood before the strong winds Khaos blew in rage. At Manuel’s words, they extended their frontal leg forward and raised their hands in a defense posture for the spell. From the united magic and force of these thirty casters, long piercing pillars of emerald emerged from the ground to stand as a wall and hurt the large menace. Khaos was ready to fire with a demanding swish of his hand, but these walls did well to do nothing to the small creatures that laid behind.

“Now! Now! Now!” Antonio called, riding one of the long dragons that a Clubian infantry let him use. He raised a light in his hand and all ran and rode between the crevices of the pillars, Khaos before them clear to attack with many balls and rays of light that brought another shriek in this large plain.

“Fire!” A Diamond woman called from a distance, with a long line of Clubians with arrows, their ends with fire and magic, to add, targeted perfectly to blow with the light spells. In his anger, Khaos gained the energy he needed to completely crush the pillars. Many squashed horribly under him and their very own creations, yet still there were survivors who continued their light, the arrows joining in continuing to madden the Dark god.

Yong Soo could have met his end at the ground underneath him, but to his luck, Zuma came in his own St. Mark, catching him so he could ride as comfortably as he did. “Did you do it?”

“It’s good and ready!” Yong Soo smiled greatly as if there wasn’t blood dripping from the side of his head and they weren’t right before a nine-hundred meters monster.

“Get out of there, you two!” Lukas shout came through a small device, a recent creation in the mess that had done them well.

They hurriedly flew off, at whatever range could save them from the coming blow. To activate it, Lukas used every particle of energy in his being, such a drain that had him falling, gone. Matthias was there to catch him before he hit the ground, sending other casters to finish the last piece, but luckily it worked. It shimmered in different colors, quite beautiful before it teared and pained. Destro screamed and fought on with the soldiers on ground that tried to stall the pace of his walk how they could.

Yong Soo and Zuma landed on what they considered command grounds, where messengers came and every act began. “We got some time! Now the healing wards can move,” Zuma told and messengers moved to get it done.

From their far off distance, they could only watch as Destro continued to convulse in the bomb and spell, hoping indeed that he could do so for the mere minutes they needed.

The darkness remained, the blue light of the line the only divide, the only ground, the only thing that made him aware of the steps he took.

He had begun to get used to the bodies floating around him, only stumbling and whimpering at the sight of people who were mere citizens, those who couldn’t evacuate in time and were left in the crush. He tended to run past them, hurrying at a pace that still left him in the same nothingness.

It was hard to find an essence of time, but Feliciano knew that enough have had to pass. Perhaps two days?

He had walked on, not feeling any tiredness or drain in his legs. To spend some sort of time, he imagined and thought about the people he passed by, wondering their stories, remembering, hoping to find anybody he could give his condolences and help when he returned…if he ever did. No one else awoke, no other walking figure, it was only now that he reached some sort of difference.

Large chunks of buildings, teared, broken, from all kinds. Churches, schools, homes…stationary, their presence creating bigger glows that gave Feliciano ease. He came close, touching and feeling their smoothness, their crevices, their designs…he never though he would long so much to just touch something that didn’t shock him in pain. He smiled true, exploring where the lines of this window could take him, still in his frontal path, on and on until…big green open eyes, startled, a clear gasp, a figure…a moving figure…running away. Feliciano startled himself, moving back, trying to calm down how frantic he had gotten. When he relaxed…the sudden realization.

“Someone! There’s someone!” He shouted to himself, taking a run. “Wait! Wait! Wait!” He called and begged behind the rushing green figure, losing finally the single line he had made this entire journey, crossing and turning around all these different ruins as the figure continued to evade him and even try to hide.

“Please! Please! I need your help! It’s a matter of saving the four kingdoms!” He hoped could convince, but yet they were running, the debris now growing larger, entire courtyards and tall pillars surviving here. It made it easier for the other to hide, to lose himself between in clear knowledge of where he was, Feliciano easily losing sight of him.

No…no, he couldn’t loose a chance like this!

He stopped, a realization and then a groan at understanding the idea he had. How he hated it…but if it meant he could get this person to stop…

“Halt! I order you to stop and come to me in the name of the Queen of Hearts, Feliciano Valenti of Italy!” He shouted in strong command…just as Ludwig taught him.

Feliciano heard a distant gasp, the footsteps stopped…and they started again, coming close, the figure shy in showing itself, slowly peeking from the crumble of a wall. It just wasn’t his eyes that were green…the top of his head was green…his skin, his light, even the hands that slowly came up to hold themselves, pulling him slightly more up to reveal how even his body was in the same color. With the brightness of his shoulder length sleek hair, Feliciano imagined that in his life it must have been blond. He wore a long flourishing blouse, with a vest rich in floral sewing even to his boots, and fine jewelry. Clubian…as if the mere color wasn’t proof enough to show his kingdom.

“…your majesty…it’s you…it’s really you…” then he was confident enough to show himself completely, lithe, about Feliciano’s own height…he wasn’t resting…or producing light to offer to this realm…he was just as Feliciano that moment. “But you can’t be! If you’re here… then that must mean you’re-”

“I won’t be.”

Astounded eyes, riddled in question, already asking for the Queen to answer.

“I’m not actually supposed to be dead. My body is currently in a pool in the Berlin castle being watched. I’m here to look for the power of the universal alignment. Once I get it, my mother will release me from a spell, and I can go back and do the job I was prophesied to do!” He rushed and panicked.

The other looked perturbed and he shone on with more questions.

“I don’t have any time to loose. Please, just tell me what you know and anything that can help me!”

With the silence that came, Feliciano worried the man didn’t understand well the common language, but he was thinking, debating. “So…you’re not some spy trying to trick me?”

“No, no, no! Why would there even be spies here?!”

“Okay, yeah, maybe not spies, but there are some creepy stuff going on from time to time, I mean, just look at you!”

Did he have some extra appendage? No, he looked down to himself and only saw his usual. He was to comment on it, but then comparing, he realized that he still kept his own colors. His hair was still brown, his skin maintained its bronze cream, his boots black, his pants and simple blouse shirt in white. The only difference was his silhouetted red glow, and still it did not fill him in completely.

“From who I’ve met here, you’re only supposed to awaken once all your magic is drained in here.” His green outlook was the proof of all magic gone, the shell of a person’s spirit. “If you’re like this, then either your magic is still with you, which is just weird…or some other crazy crap I don’t know about,” he wailed his hands showing his frustration.

“I don’t know either! The book didn’t mention something like this and after-” he realized something in what he just said. “Wait! From who you’ve met? You mean there are others!”

“Oh yeah, tons! All of us who’ve woken up and are waiting for the second realm.”

“Please, take me to them! They might know something.”

“I doubt it. Most of them are as confused as I am. There’s really nothing out there helping or explaining anything to us. I came her actually trying to find someone who could or just someone who woke up and needs to calm down.”

“Then please, take me to them! Perhaps together we can work something out,” he neared already providing a warm comfort, one that made the other smile, already accepting.

“Well, come on then! We’re not too far, hopefully. We try to stay by recognizable stuff, so we won’t get lost.” He started a route that Feliciano happily followed behind. He didn’t know if this could actually lead to finding out something, but it was still very nice to just meet somebody else, talk and have company.

“Feliks Łukasiewicz. From Clubs if that isn’t obvious enough. Province of Poland,” he introduced.

“Feliciano Vale-”

“Yes, yes, you already introduced yourself all haughty and mighty. Everyone knows who you are, and you will give everyone quite the surprise once they see you. Man, how cool is that, meeting the Queen of Hearts here and on some special mission. I wish I could tell Toris that.”

It was a long walk, hours surely, much easier as they now had this debris around them to landmark. Feliks knew his way around, with ease, sometimes whistling or chatting on. Feliciano deeply appreciated it, even joining in song or talking of the lifestyle in the castle, something that Feliks constantly asked on.

“Eight cooks!”

“The main ones at least. Each one has around eight helpers.”

“And, like…do they make absolutely, everything you like?”

“Everything!” Feliciano smiled, already missing it…back before the war, before bearing, when Ludwig…he shouldn’t let himself wallow like that, not when he found this sudden happiness here.

“I bet you never had to go to the kitchen.”

“Actually, I do love cooking and sometimes went there myself to make my own food. Many times, I’ve actually fed all who were in my table.”

“Wow. If I had a team like that in my kitchen, you would never catch me there.”

Feliciano chuckled, “there was a time, back in my year of arising, where all I wanted to do was stay there…at the time I was avoiding my King.” The miss, the lessening of his spirit, holding his hands to himself as control to not fall so deep in that misery. Feliks now had to keep his glance on him, worried and wondering. “…but later,” he smiled again, the sweet of the memory giving his cheeks a pinkish glow that made Feliks slightly jealous on Feliciano’s kept colors. “…he would bake me the sweetest cakes…. he would try to make them tall, all because he remembered how as a child he used to say he would one day make them reach the ceiling for me, and well, it was just fun.”

Feliks didn’t know how to answer, brought into silence, only continuing his heading, that memory of the Queen bringing him to his own memories of the same nature. He sighed, “I guess I know the feeling. A…friend of mine lived pretty far from me, a good three-day coach ride further north. When we were young, we would only see each other once every three months and…we couldn’t stand being so long without the other. He did a short apprenticeship in Washington in Spades and when he came back, he brought this…contraption with him that could bring him way faster to me…only mere hours. I think it was called a…bicycle or whatever. Even if he did have something that made him come more often and quicker, it was still a hard route and many hours of peddling, but…he always came to see me no matter.” He didn’t need to blush in red, Feliciano could somehow see it glow on him with a beautiful green. It made him smile and ease, letting that moment one to appreciate sacrifices and devotions. He was to ask more on this man, but a diverse glow in the distance caught his attention. It was people…awake, moving, many of them, all shinning in different colors and huddled under the ruins of an old dome.

“That’s them! Come!” Feliks rushed them those last steps.

They weren’t paying attention to their approach, instead, they focused on the sleeping body of a young girl, a mere teenager, in her last descend down, slowly coming into their arms. Only her arm was left in her old colors, the rest of her now in blue. In one last small shock, the last of her magic was gone and she was completely drained. She fell into the arms of another young man, this one full in yellow. From what Feliciano could tell in his clothes, he was of the highest aristocracy in Diamonds.

“Be sure to be careful,” one woman in blue told him and he nodded, being gentle as she opened her eyes, gave small groans, looking how she could, trying to make sense. Not recognizing anybody, not understanding where she was, she instantly drew into a panic, sitting up, breathing again harsh and hurting. The man began to soothe, rubbing a hand on her back, calm, something that the rest showed, beginning to give space. Feliks and Feliciano did well to remain in the back. Feliks had seen this happen enough times to know, while Feliciano took the time to see it for the first time and understand.

“We wish you no harm, we only want to help. Please, tell us your name.”

She refused to, shaking her head, untrusting.

“I am Aaron Harbia of Diamonds. The province of Emirates. I am here because I got too close…too close to the furies of Khaos along with a large division of my men and women. I was wiped under him and now I’m here. Do you know where you are?”

The girl’s breathing slowly relaxed, yet she fretted and shook as if she was attacked by a big cold. “I-I’m…I’m…Sam! Sam Kimura of Spades. The island of Anguila in the Oralee. I….I don’t know. Where…where am I?”

“Do you not know?”

She couldn’t recognize anything, nothing of what she had known or knew.

“Darling,” the near blue woman came down, offering her comfort along Aaron’s, “you’re in the Interludes. You have begun a process of death…”

She stilled…so hurt, lost more than ever even when the answer was given to her.

“No…no…no, I can’t be!” She teared, having nothing to hold but to Aaron, taking a harsh grip of his jacket, the kind of force that would have torn if they were back in the living world. “My father would have found me…he wouldn’t have let me…he wouldn’t have let me alone…he didn’t know…he didn’t know…” she was wallowing now, in hardships that didn’t let her speak more. They all gave her that space, understanding well what she was going through.

“Most of us awake just like this,” Feliks told Feliciano in the lowest whisper he could manage. “At least she has us now…most are not so lucky.”

“You can tell us what happened. It might help,” a man in green neared.

They waited until she calmed down, until her breathing eased enough to the point she could speak coherently. “My…my father was called to fight. He…wasn’t so good at fighting…only sailing as all Oralee should and should only do. My family…we begged him not to go, that it was all under control, that we were sure the Kings, Queens and Jacks could manage on their own. But as things got worst, as news of a second monster came, as messengers arrived begging for new people to go and fight…my father wanted to obey to some…sense of calling and pride that I still don’t get.” She whimpered that moment, lost again. More they waited for her voice to come back. “He left with that group…and I couldn’t take it…so I followed after him, dressed to look older…they were so desperate and worried that they didn’t give me a second glance to know if I was age appropriate or not. I followed him the entire time, across the sea, across Spades, I think…I think we reached Clubs when…I saw him…I saw him…” she trembled now in utter fear, those who were there understanding, the very reminder making them sweat and shake, the air becoming somber. “They planned to do a surrounding on two of his sides, with Gegen spells, then fire the Sloan cannons…we were part of the huddle. I tried to stay close to him…and I did…but…I’m not old enough to do Gegen spells, I couldn’t do it. I was trying so hard to do one that I didn’t notice his closeness…it wasn’t until part of my armor disintegrated that I saw the darkness that came, eating and tearing apart everything in its path. My father called for me…he saw me…I know he tried to come for me…but…all I remember after that is pain and darkness…and…now I’m here…” The telling of her story helped to relax her…to come into acceptance of where she was, the ease she was currently in and the comfort of these strangers that surrounded her.

“I’m…so sorry this happened to you. If there is anything we can do, and it is within our reach, we’ll offer it,” the blue woman said.

She thought of something, debating if the answer would be to her liking or hurt, “…my father…have you seen my father here? His name is Justo Kimura. We look very similar, but he has very long dreadlocks and a scare on his chin…he-he'll tell you it was from a fishing accident as a kid.”

“I’m sorry, but we haven’t found anybody of that description yet,” Aaron told her.

“If he is not here, then take joy that he is still alive and well,” a diamond woman told.

“I…I really don’t think so. We were both under the same darkness.”

“If he is here, it could be that he is still asleep,” a Heartian man guessed.

“Not to worry, child. You will meet him, I’m sure of it. All who die must come here.”

That was a realization that widened Feliciano and brightened his eyes. “Of course…why didn’t I think of it sooner? Ludwig…it means …Ludwig has to be here!” He smiled large and loud, turning and hoping to see him that instant. His loud proclamation could not be ignored, all taking a glance to the back wondering.

Many gasped and fretted.

“It’s the Heartian Queen!”

“Wha-what?”

“You-you-your majesty!”

“No! No! You’re supposed to be in Berlin. You weren’t fighting in the war!”

“Don’t worry! I’m not really dead! But Ludwig! Ludwig! I have to find him! I just have to!”

“Wait! Wait! Your majesty!” A Spadian woman called and came near when Feliks couldn’t take a grasp of him.

Feliciano halted, lost again, not knowing where to look, where to go…for a moment he forgot that he was here to look for something else…not his King. He realized how fretful he was being, especially after what the girl went through, embarrassed to show himself.

“Sir, the King died many weeks ago,” the Spadian woman reminded, “…he shouldn’t be in the first realm anymore.”

Like being taken away from him again, Feliciano gripping, hating how easily he could still tear up at his fault.

“But…it is possible he could be in the second one,” Feliks came close and smiled up to him, a comforting hand on his shoulder, trying to pull him back, to their company…what he wanted…help and the presence of others.

Feliciano gave him a grin, taking a deep sigh, telling himself to be patient…and focus on what he came here to do. He turned to the rest, showing himself…the others transfixed at how he kept his own colors, shinning unique and truly queenly. Even Sam, in her curiosity and wonder, managed footing again, standing and joining the rest in their impression.

Feliciano came back, nervous and unsteady, but trying out a smile that was offering. “I apologize. It was very rude of me to cut in like that.”

“You are desperate to find someone you love…especially after you thought you’d never see them again…” Sam said, shy…she had never been before the presence of royalty. “I understand…and I guess, we should all help each other to achieve that.”

“That’s a plan I’ll gladly be a part of.”

“First of all, your majesty, I would love to understand what you’re doing here. You mentioned you’re not really dead. What is going on?” Aaron could stand again, his direction towards him like the rest.

“I…I don’t know what you were informed, but I was unable to get the power of the universal alignment. Ludwig was really worried about me…especially after finding out I was bearing…” He liked that he didn’t have them so obvious here, people’s gazes wouldn’t go so quickly to them, they could pay attention to him and what he had to say. “He trapped me at the bottom of the castle without any reach to the outside so I wouldn’t dare go back to the war and risk myself. But…afterwards, we…found a way to get it again…and it involved coming here to the Interludes.”

“So…you killed yourself to get it?” The Spadian woman questioned.

“Well…yeah, kind of, but, it was carefully planned in the suggested way. My body right now is being held under a spell in a place I can come back to once I get it. And when I do…I can face Khaos and Destro and put an end to all of this.”

Silence as they all gazed between themselves, taking the time to understand and realize.

“What do you need now?” Another Heartian woman came forward, ready to act and do what was needed.

“Information. What do you know of here? How is the second realm reached? The books mentioned that the arsenal of power is in a deep connection between the first and fourth realm. What does it mean?”

And they all thought and gathered in their minds all they have recently found out.

“Out of all of us, I have been the longest here.” Aaron offered himself, coming forward to answer. “As I’ve learned of my time here, when you arrive, you are in this deep sleep while your magic is drained. As soon as it’s done, you awaken in the state we are in and linger still in the first realm. I assume I’ve been here about five days. I did meet this lady from the White Kingdom…from those who had been fighting. She was the one who found me and helped me to calm down. After she reached about a week here…she suddenly…” They all came close, eager. “It was like she got frozen…her eyes were covered in light. I tried to speak to her, anything to get her off it, but she stayed…then the next moment, she had her arms spread open and she was swallowed down into the water.” He pointed to the very ground they stood on, all fearful as if it was ready engulf them that instant. “I haven’t seen her since.”

“It has to be…” One spadian woman worded what all had begun to make certain.

“But we can’t be sure…until it happens to us,” Feliks reminded that they were still intended to head on that very same faith.

“Anything else?” Feliciano hoped for. “Anybody else out of the ordinary…anything…that explained to you more of what’s in here…Angels…even an Ace...”

By the emptiness, Feliciano could already tell there was no such answer.

“It has only been us…” she then looked around…the ruins, some bodies floating by, yet the darkness, “…and this,” the Diamond woman replied, bringing dread to Feliciano, already feeling like he was back at the beginning, lost in nothing and alone.

“It will happen to all of us though…the second realm…perhaps there you can find the answers you need…” Sam tried to alight him, and although it raised his eyes and a smile…it was not closer to what he needed.

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