#don't tell anybody it's Top Secret (for 2 more days)

[oc-cinematic-universe]

now that it's almost october and i've begun doing OCtober stuff i may,,,,, *looks left,,, looks right,,,,,* perhaps. i will share. a lil secret

[sagesskies]

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴘɪʀɪᴛ

✒ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴀʀᴛ

☏ - ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇᴍᴀɪʟ: ᴍʀ. ꜱᴀɢᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇʀᴇʟʏ ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪᴢᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇʟᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2 ᴏꜰ ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀʏ ɢᴏᴅ, ʜᴇ ᴀꜱꜱᴜʀᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ɴᴇᴀʀʟʏ ꜰɪɴɪꜱʜᴇᴅ. ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ.

ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇꜱ: ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ʜᴏᴍᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ, ᴄʜᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ [ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ɪꜱ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴇᴀʀᴅ], ꜱᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ, ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ꜱᴍᴏᴋɪɴɢ, ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ ꜱʜᴇɴᴀɴɪɢᴀɴꜱ, ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍɪʟᴅ ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ, ᴅᴜʙᴄᴏɴ, ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴍɪꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇʟꜱᴇ!

Yandere Spirit who was your secret boyfriend in high school. A forbidden romance between two youths, who often got to keep their secret because it’d always be excused as just ‘Boys being boys’. He was the most popular boy in school, his older brother was just as popular, but he was even more so. 

Yandere Spirit who was good looking, kind hearted, intelligent, and athletically talented as well. You never knew how you were able to get with a guy like him, you were simply another guy on the track team, and he was not only the team’s star but also the captain. 

Yandere Spirit who was possessive of you, even in life. He’d always claim you as his partner for group projects, even if there were smarter kids in class, and whenever there was an opportunity he'd always insist you wear his track jacket that had his last name on the back. 

Yandere Spirit who still dated other girls, and you tried not to mind so much. They were just a cover, he told you that and you knew it to be true, both of you were aware of what happened to gay boys in this town. He understood more than you, because his older brother Tommy was one of them, and he ran away when he was seventeen. 

Yandere Spirit who remains oblivious to how much his behavior with his girlfriends bother you. You never liked how he was always so physically intimate with them. Yeah, it'd be expected of a couple but did he have to do it so much? God, you can't bear to watch this.

Yandere Spirit who always notices how you distance yourself from him whenever he has a new girlfriend, and one day confronts you about it.

“Cmoon, [Name], why won't you just tell me!” Raphael practically whines, he refused to let go of your hand. You were both part of the track and field team but with his strength you'd argue he could be a football player. 

When you still didn't reply, he huffs, looks around to see if anybody else was around, then pulls you in close, perching his head on top of yours despite your protests. 

“Please babe?” God you never liked it when he called you babe, but you let him anyway, “Tell me what's bothering you…” He sounds like he's near to tears but you keep your lips shut.

“Raph, seriously I'm fine,” You insist, even though you're really not. 

The whole day, you had to hang around Raphael and his new girlfriend. It wasn't so bad, Raph made sure that you were included in the conversation and his girl, Cheryl you think her name was, was actually very nice. 

Your problem with the situation was seeing your boyfriend being all sweet and cuddly with his new beard the same way he always was with you. Well, there was the fact that he was technically cheating on you- But that's not the big issue here! 

Unfortunately for you, you shared a good quarter of your classes with the two lovebirds, and eventually you just distanced yourself from them till you were able to handle the sight of the two of them together. 

Even more unfortunately, was Raph's clinginess to you. When he saw you start to drift away, he immediately pulled you back in and when you decided to just ignore them as best as possible without looking rude, he caught on to that too. 

“Ugh, I know you're lying [Name],” Raphael pouted, “Come on, remember how we promised each other no secrets between us? Don't tell me you forgot!” 

You rolled your eyes, “Anybody would forget Raph, you made me say it in the 2nd grade.” 

“Still!” He protested, “Just tell me already [Name].” You could feel his grip get tighter around you, he was getting impatient. 

“Was it something I did?” Yes. 

“Does it have to do with Cheryl?” Yes. 

“Oh come on, don't tell me you're jealous of her!” It was Raph’s turn to roll his eyes, “Babe you know I'm only using her as a cover.” 

You glared at him, “Doesn't mean you have to be so touchy with her.” 

“She's my new girlfriend,” He used air quotes when he said the word girlfriend, “Gonna have to act like I’m head over heels for her to sell the act.” 

You knew he was right, he was saying the exact same things you told yourself whenever you tried to stop the ugly green monster that was envy from rearing its head. 

“Besides, don’t you think you kinda deserve it?” 

Your eyes widen, and you frown, “What? What do you mean?” Raphael shrugged, “I mean, you’re always tusslin’ and getting all up close with the other guys in the team,” His voice had a bitter edge to it, “I’m your boyfriend,” His hold on you strengthened, “It’s like I’m forced to watch you feel up all these other guys when the only ass you should be groping is mine.” 

“Do you hear how silly you sound right now?” You deadpanned, “It’s just guys being guys, most of us have been wrestling each other since we were kids.” 

He groans, “Ugh, but that doesn’t change that they still get to touch you so much!” 

You sigh, perhaps you and him weren’t so different after all. Not when both of you were so petty as to get jealous because of just, a really plain stupid reason. 

So you pat him on the back, and comfort him like you would a child throwing a tantrum. Till he stops whining, and you apologize to each other, then you continue to pretend that it doesn’t bother you when he presses a kiss to a girl’s lips, when he holds her hand, or even plays with her hair. 

And you pretend like he’s not playing with your heart. 

Yandere Spirit who you watch as he competes with his brother Gabriel over your younger sister, a popular junior who was vice-captain of the cheerleading team. Sometimes when he kisses you, you can’t help but think that this is the same tongue that flirts with your sister. 

Yandere Spirit who you accompany when his brother tells him to meet in the woods near Varenway cliff. Sure he was told to go alone, but you never trusted Gabe, he was always too intense for your liking. It was why he’d never be as popular as his brother. 

Yandere Spirit who you can only watch as he gets into a fight with his brother, held back by the stronger arms of Gabe’s football teammates who tease and mock you all while assuring Gabe won’t hurt Raphael too badly.

You thrash in their grip like a wild animal refusing to be caged, you kick at their feet, try to slam your head back into their stupid faces, but regardless of your attempts you are still stuck. 

“Let go of me, you assholes!” You practically spit. 

One of them, your classmate Sam Moss, sneers at you, then turns to his friend, who you recognize as Luke Herring, “Should we let [Name] go Luke?” 

Luke lets out a dumb laugh, “Huhuhu, naahh,” His tone is calm like an afternoon breeze, but his eyes are filled with only malice, “I don’t think we should Sam.” 

You click your tongue and tune out the rest of their words, they think they’re so intimidating just because they hang around Gabe, who nobody dares to pick a fight with, but they’re nothing more but tiny little pups who think the wolf’s shadow is their own. 

Instead you focus your gaze onto Raphael, who moves quicker than Gabe, but whenever a hit is able to land, it lands hard. Your heart clenches when you see the newly forming bruise above Raph’s brow, his busted lip, but you force yourself to remain silent. Raph can handle himself, and you hated to admit to it but Sam and Luke were right, Gabe may be dumb but he wasn’t that dumb to let Raph get seriously hurt. 

But still, for every hit that Raph gets in, Gabe lands another solid punch. Raph’s blood stains Gabe’s fists, and his beautiful face is marred. Gabe himself does not even need to catch his breath, the only evidence of exhaustion is a light sheen of sweat. 

You feel a sharp tug on your head, and you wince, Luke grabs your hair and has a look of anger on his face. 

“Little shit, fuckin’ pay attention to us damnit!” His spit flies in your face, and you grimace, “Should fuckin’ teach you a lesson for such disrespect.” 

Sam cackles like a hyena, “Ha! I don’t think Gabe would mind us roughin’ this arrogant prick up a bit,” In his eyes there is a hunger for violence, and you suppress the urge to shiver, you get what your mother means now when she says that men are like animals. You’ve never felt more like prey before now. 

You try to ignore them, and the fear that slowly builds in your chest, to get one last glimpse at Raph. But all you see is his head hanging low, and being grabbed by Gabe, whose bruised hands are curled tightly around his collar, before you are thrown down into the floor, and Luke gets on top of you. 

His sleeves are pulled back, and he draws back his fist for a punch, but before he can Sam who is still watching the fight, gasps, and Luke turns to see what has happened. Their eyes widen, but all you can hear that tells you of what just happened is a distant sickening crunch. 

Luke gets off of you and both he and Sam run to Gabe, who is looking down the cliff. Where is Raph? 

You get up, legs shaky for a bit before you steel your resolve and steady, you voice your thoughts, “Where's Raph?” 

When you get no response, the fear that was building from the fear of Luke getting his meaty hands on you is now growing from the possibility that Gabe let his anger get the best of him. At the thought of it, it is not only fear budding within you, but also anger. 

You march over to Gabe, and with strength you didn’t have before you grab him by the back of his collar and turn him around so you and him were now eye-to-eye, “Did you push him off, Gabriel?” Your voice is shaky, from fury, from anxiety, from both, you do not know. When you receive no response, you grit your teeth, and shake him violently, “Answer me, you bastard!” 

Gabriel’s eyes go wide, and his mouth parts but there are no words that leave his lips. But then he nods, and your sudden burst of strength fizzles away, and your hands let go of him. You walk, one step backward, another, and then another, and you fall on your own bottom, and your hands go to your head. Raph loved to do the same thing, hand going to the top of your head and holding it gently, sometimes just laying there together, his hand on your head and both of you quiet together.

You cannot let them see your tears, you cannot. But the dam breaks, and you start to sob. 

You hear them speak, Gabe, Sam, and Luke. However, you don’t want to listen to them. They killed him. Sam and Luke had less blood on their hands, but they were the ones who restrained you. If they didn’t then- Then maybe you could- You could… You don’t know. You don’t know, you don’t know. 

Gabe is standing in front of you, arms crossed, “Get up, [L/N],” His voice was gruff, nothing like Raph’s who always sounded like he was singing or speaking poetry, “Unless you want to end up like Raph did, you’ll do as I say.” Gabe was cruel too, nothing like Raph. 

Hesitantly, you get up, and wipe away the tears on your face. Sam and Luke who were looking at you like you were no better than the dirt on their shoe, now look at you with slight pity. It was no secret in school that you and Raphael were the best of friends, but they wouldn’t be looking at you so if they knew what you two were really like. 

You go down the cliff with them, traversing through the steep and rocky terrain. Till you arrived at the bottom, where Raph’s body lay. The blood had stopped flowing by then, or perhaps there was simply too much to look like there was more accumulating. Luke covers the bottom half of his face, Sam turns his head away, and only you and Gabe can look at the corpse. 

You glance at him, his face is like stone. You wonder if he regrets what he’s done tonight over your sister, but you can’t bring yourself to ask him without feeling like bile was going to start creeping up your throat. 

You help them carry the body deeper into the woods, Luke and Sam go to get the shovel Sam’s dad always kept in the back of his truck, and you are left with the boy who killed your lover. 

Both of you are silent, and your eyes go to look at his bruised knuckles stained with Raph’s blood. You must’ve been staring because he glares at you, “What? You wanna join Raph in his grave?” 

You know you should stay silent, but you’ve had enough of that. 

“It’d be better than having to bury him, that’s for sure,” You snarl out, you want to sock him across the face, but you’d have less impact than Raphael did, “You’re a monster.” 

“He got what was coming to him,” Gabriel clenched his fists, “If it wouldn’t be me, it may have been you.” 

You flinch, “The hell are you talking about Gabe?” You? Kill Raph? If that was meant to be a joke it wasn’t very funny. But Gabe had the same amount of charm as a donkey’s ass so it probably shouldn’t have surprised you.

“You think I’m blind, [L/N]?” A smirk forms on his face, it looks like Raphael's but at the same time it couldn’t be more different, “Everybody’s seen how you look at him and his girlfriends.” 

Your heart raced, did- Did he know? Did everybody know? If so, why weren’t you getting picked on? Raphael may have been the most popular guy in school, but even he would get harassed by some jerk. 

“You don’t get to chastise me for shit like this when you’re jealous of all the girls he gets,” At first you’re surprised he knows the word chastise, but when he accuses you of that, you laugh. You laugh like you would at a joke Raphael made, and when you realize that you start to cry. 

Gabe looks like he’s going to make fun of you, but thinks better of it when he sees the tears racing down your face and makes an expression of discomfort. 

Sam and Luke return, and by that time you’ve dried your tears. Gabe and Luke, the stronger ones, start to dig the grave, and Sam lights a cigarette. He hesitates, and then offers you one, a peace offering of sorts. 

You take it, even if you’ve never smoked before, and you cough as the smoke fills your lungs. 

“Sorry about Raphael,” He says, there is no cruelty, there is no mockery, only remorse for the blood that has been spilled, “Didn’t know him much, but I knew you two were close.” 

You take another puff, and you cough less this time, “It shouldn’t be you who’s apologizing,” You glare at Gabriel, who is digging his own twin brother’s grave. Sam follows your gaze, and he purses his lips, but then he nods.

You crush the cigarette under your shoe, and go to Raphael’s cold corpse. Your eyes scan over him, his eyes are open, the once vibrant green now hollow and empty. You close his eyes. Before you stand back up, you see a familiar glint of steel. The necklace he told you was gifted by his mother.

You take it off his neck, the cross dangling at the end gleaming even in the dark, then place it in your pocket.

Eventually Gabriel and Luke finish up, and you and Sam pick up Raphael’s body and then settle him gently into the grave. 

You take one last look at his face, burning it into your mind. He is beautiful even when his face is bloody and bruised. You want to weep again, your tears would wash away the filth from his face, but they would not bring him back. 

Yandere Spirit who invades your dreams every single night. He holds you close and what was once a warm embrace, is now a cold and stiff cage. Even if it is a dream you can smell the iron from the blood on his skin, and the earthy odor of the soil he was buried in. 

Yandere Spirit whose search you volunteer for. Even if it is only to avoid suspicion. You’re paired with Gabe and his younger brother Amos Jr., and the silence is filled with Junior’s ceaseless chatter. You pity the young boy, who shouldn’t have to search for his brother who he doesn’t even know is dead. 

When you go near the spot you buried Raph, your gaze immediately meets Gabe’s and a silent agreement goes between you two. Do not let Junior find the grave. 

But despite your best efforts, the boy does, and you can only watch while Gabe threatens him to keep his mouth shut. You're sick, and you haven’t eaten anything all day. You tell Gabe and Junior to go ahead, and then puke your guts out near Raph’s grave. 

You hold on to a tree, and sob. The taste of vomit, still on your tongue. The wind blows through your hair, it feels like Raph’s gentle caress. You swear you even hear his voice, whispering to you that it's all going to be okay, that he’ll make things better, that Gabe would pay for what he’s done. 

Time passes by. You attend Raphael’s funeral. You study, and go to your classes. You run, run faster than you’ve ever ran. You run faster than even Raph, who you’ve replaced as the track team captain. You wear his necklace every day, and you’d never take it off if you could help it. 

Sometimes you swear you hear him, whispering into your ear. Every night you feel like he’s holding you as well, but his touch is cold, yet it still brings you comfort after every nightmare where his bloody corpse stares at you from the shallow grave Gabe made for him. 

You start to isolate yourself, especially when the comforting touches become rough and possessive when you spend too much time with anybody else. You make small talk with your classmate? Ghostly fingers dig their nails into your skin. You roughhouse with your friends? Cold arms wrap themselves around your waist so tight you feel like it’s getting crushed. You get hit on by a girl? Suddenly she’s got a cold look in her eyes and leaves mid sentence. 

When you graduate, you don’t attend any parties, and you’re not invited to many other than the ones hosted by your track teammates. Gabe invites you to one, surprisingly, but when Raph wraps himself possessively around you, you know you’re not leaving the house tonight.

You don’t sleep that night either, not when Raph’s hands grope your bare flesh, sensitive against his cool touch. You swear you can see him, blood still staining his skin, his eyes are vacant but at the same time hazy with lust. He whimpers, and whines, panting into your ear.

  “Feels good.”

  “Nngh, sooo warm.” 

 “Need you, need you, need you.”

 “Love you, love you ‘s much.”

 “Never letting you go, n- ha.. not even death can separate us.” 

You feel dirty, like you’re being used. But you let him continue, you deserve this. Don’t you? You didn’t help him. You were too weak to help him. If only you were stronger, maybe it wouldn’t be his ghost on top of you right now but it’d be him in the flesh. Body just as warm as yours, a beautiful red flush on his sun kissed skin. You’d trace over every freckle, every small childhood scar, and hold him close to you till the sun rose.

But instead, your only company is the freezing form of Raph’s specter as he desperately clings to the comfort of your warmth, to feel alive again. And he’s never leaving you. 

“...You’re mine, mine, [Name],” His frigid whispers send a shiver down your spine, “You are mine even in death.”

☏ - ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇᴍᴀɪʟ: ᴍʀ. ꜱᴀɢᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴ, ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ.

[taergalive]

Even More Incorrect Radioapple Quotes to Fill the Void in My Heart

Lucifer: Can you please be serious for five minutes Alastor: My record is four, but I think I can do it -- Lucifer: I made tea. Alastor: I don’t want tea. Lucifer: I did not make tea for you. This is my tea. Alastor: Then why are you telling me? Lucifer: It is a conversation starter. Alastor: That’s a lousy conversation starter. Lucifer: Oh, is it? We are conversing. Checkmate. -- Lucifer, tending to Alastor's wounds from his fight with Adam: How would you rate your pain? Alastor: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend. -- Lucifer: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives Alastor: I wake up at 4:30 AM Lucifer: Lucifer: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives -- Lucifer: If there's going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until I get back. Alastor: Of course. I can't flip this table by myself. -- Lucifer: I turned out perfectly fine! Alastor: Lucifer, this morning you thought a ghost made your toast Lucifer: I DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN! YOU DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN!!! -- Lucifer: Can you keep a secret? Alastor: Do you know anything about my life? Lucifer: No I do not. Good point. -- Alastor: Look. I may not be a saint, but it's not like I’ve killed anybody important. I’m not an arsonist. I’ve never found a wallet outside of an IHOP and thought about returning it but saw the owner lived out of state so just took the cash and dropped the wallet back on the ground. Lucifer: Okay, that's really specific, and that makes me think that you definitely did do that. -- Lucifer: Hey Alastor, have you seen the reporter? Alastor: Nope. Have you seen the meat tenderizer? Lucifer, confused: What? Alastor, grabbing the meat tenderizer out of the drawer: No reason, cute girl things! -- Lucifer: Alastor and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us Charlie: * Sighing * What did Alastor do? Lucifer: He chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and... Alastor: Who wants a steering wheel? -- Lucifer: What time is it? Alastor: I don't know; pass me that saxophone and we'll find out Alastor: * Plays sax extremely loudly* Husk: WHO THE FUCK IS PLAYING THE SAXOPHONE AT TWO IN THE MORNING?! Alastor: It's 2 am - Lucifer: I told Alastor his ears twitch when he lies. Charlie: Why? Lucifer: Look. Lucifer: Hey Alastor! Do you love us? Alastor, covering his ears: No! Charlie: -- Lucifer: Why are your tongues purple? Angel: We had slushies.I had a blue one. Husk: I had a red one. Lucifer: oh Lucifer: Lucifer: OH Alastor: Alastor: You drank each other's slushies? -- Alastor: Imagine being under 5’4’’ and thinking you have rights hahaha couldn’t be me. Lucifer: You wanna keep those kneecaps you better shut the fuck up! Alastor: I’m sorry, I can’t hear you from all the way down there, can you repeat that? Lucifer: I SAID FUCK YOU BITCH -- Lucifer: When are we gonna fuck? Alastor: What? Lucifer: Oh sorry autocorrect. When are we gonna hang out? Alastor: First of all, those two words aren't even close to each other. And second of all, this is a verbal conversation... -- Lucifer: As top in this relationship, I think we should- Alastor: I can't believe you're pulling rank on me. -- Lucifer: You have to apologize to them Alastor. Alastor: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with!

[2802t]

lee taeyeon, a comprehensive timeline, pt. ii (2020— 2023)

2020

taeyeon gets really into caffeine this year.

he gets a girlfriend, too, an actress a few years older than him, who doesn't mind that he doesn't have the emotional capacity or the actual physical time to be in her lap every other day, which is nice. the sex is good, objectively speaking, but they fight a lot and rumors spread when they get cast on a short-lived variety show together. fortunately, people buy into the mentor story, especially when taeyeon's legitimate debut as an actor is announced - a lead this time, no less. only filming happens this year, thankfully. promotion is a problem for next year's taeyeon.

he also starts to hear whispers of a solo debut in the works, but he's not so sure it's because they see his true potential as an individual act, what with his brand reputation being on a consistent upward trajectory, never straying far from the top ten, or if another way to bleed him dry monetarily came to them in a dream. either way, they hand him a pen and tell him to start jotting "things" down. ideas. maybe so they can go for the self-written angle, but anyway. they call it a vague someday, promising starlight in inevitability, but indigo is still young, all things considered, not even five years old, and taeyeon can barely stomach the work he does divided among four other people, so he takes it for what it is. a bone, motivation to keep eating when his plate is already full - metaphorically, of course. they keep him frail. it looks better on camera.

he writes a lot, raps a lot, sings a lot, especially when he and his girlfriend inevitably crash and burn. most of it ends up on love yourself: tear. it feels appropriate. his emotion drips over every track and blues, bless their hearts, praise him for his growth as an artist.

he starts kissing boys. fever bleeds out. he'll worry about it later.

highlights: first male muse of bobbi brown cosmetics, joined the cast of "master in the house", won the rookie award at the 2020 sbs entertainment award for his role on the show, writing credits on every album that indigo released that year (love maze, airplane, pt 2, outro: tear (love yourself: tear), sign, 24/7 (don't mess up my tempo), oasis (love shot repackage), let me in (20 cube) (border: day one), fever (single); worked with samsung, polham and chaumet

2021 - 2022

merging in as an artist under infinite entertainment is something that is very much outside of his scope of culpability or concern, but like any competent employee, he makes it a point to get in good with the people that work with them. incidentally, he makes some of his dearest friends behind the curtain and finds that it's a lot easier to feel like lee taeyeon, just-some-guy than lee taeyeon, global idol, in modest company. modest, of course, being relative, but appropriate.

in all other aspects of his life he feels raw.

the year they're in the thick of the infinite world tour is coincidentally the year their musical identity wavers somewhat, in taeyeon's opinion. he's sure there's no correlation.

he does a lot more modeling, but also finds it pivotal to reach new heights as a dancer. it's probably the most determined and ambitious that taeyeon is in his career thus far, but is simultaneously the sickest he's ever been. he spends more of his time in places that he can grow, studios, the gym, with choreographers in as many stops as he can. he looks in the mirror and sees less and less of himself, but it all comes to a head when he passes out after one of indigo's sets.

it's a necessary wake up call when he comes to and still sees black spots swimming in front of his eyes, when pulling in breath hurts his lungs. he chooses healing, realizes that he's not any good to anybody dead. to be clear, he doesn't heal in the holistic sense, but he finds a secret thrill in doing things he shouldn't be. in the latter half of the year, he opens up some, to new people, new substances, and new experiences, and mourns a version of himself that had been deprived of living.

he looks into the mirror by the end of it all, more fulfilled and creatively nurtured than he'd been for entirely too long, and sees a softness he thought had been sculpted away, a youth that he'd be neglecting. life.

he falls in love with music again, with words, and decides to use them to make up for lost time.

highlights: face of brand and global ambassador of seoul fashion week spring 2022, muse for yves saint laurent beauty, official brand ambassador and model for versace, prominent commercial endorsements: the north face, gongcha, banila co; cast as "yeon si-eun" in weak hero class 1; became host of radio show "lee taeyeon's best friend"; writing credits on obsession album (ya ya ya, trouble, butterfly effect), gets selected for studio choom AOTM

2023

in may of this year, a thread drops on twitter from an anonymous source attempting to out taeyeon, filled with "evidence" of his sexuality, including creep shots of him with various men and coming in and out of bars that cater to the lgbtq community, using his history in waacking and tutting as fodder for their claims of his "abject femininity". as it were, there's an attempt made to prove that he's in a secret relationship with a man, exacerbating rumors that have surrounded him for years. the initial strategy is to ignore it, which is to say, he's told by infinite higher ups to ignore it while they handle it legally. and, for a while, he does. but when more and more posts start popping up on different platforms, and the tone of indigo's fanbase shifts into something nasty, it stops sitting right with taeyeon and he takes it upon himself to post on instagram condemning the original poster for treating being gay like it's something dirty or immoral, explaining that he's not secretly dating anyone and that even if he were gay, it wouldn't be anyone's business or any reason to look at him any differently as an artist. he finishes his statement off by commending and recommending numerous out queer artists to his fans and reiterating that his interest is in cultivating a community of kind, open-hearted individuals, not bigots.

his post is received mostly positively, but is controversial enough that things take a pretty abrupt halt. the solo debut that he'd been working on for the better part of the last two years gets vaulted and his socials go dark. it's as good as being put in time out in idol terms, and with 2023 being indigo's least active year in their entire lifespan, he's essentially left to rot and reflect. he doesn't feel bad about it, continues to work with and endorse brands that have shown him love, and makes it a point to double down during promotions, publicly donating to various organizations. his role is notably lessened for the singular comeback they do have, but for the first time in a long time, he feels a sense of agency over himself and he realizes that living authentically where he is in his career is a real possibility, one that he has every intention of taking.

life goes on.

[misccy27]

Since everyone is talking about Belos' past anyway with the Hollow Mind portraits, I thought I might as well share my ideas/receipts about how Belos concealed his past when presenting himself as Emperor.

Like he's been a public figure in the Boiling Isles for a long time. So I was wondering how much others knew or suspected about the truth. Here's what I've come up with:

1. There are traces of Philip still around.

S2E4 Gwendolyn tells Luz, “Humans are rare. My great-grandmother told me about a human who once lived here. But one day he just vanished. Rumor has it he left something in the library.” 

S2E5 Luz finds an article in the library that tells her: “Hundreds of years ago, there was a human named Philip Wittebane living in Bonesborough. And he donated his diary to this library.”

The diary is so old that it’s kept in the Forbidden Stacks, only accessible by library staff members. It seems unlikely that many people have read it. But even if they did, there doesn’t seem to be anything really connecting it to Belos. Because:

2. Others think Belos is a witch

S1E18 Willow says, “the Emperor is the most skilled witch that's ever lived.”

S1E19 King says, “a mysterious witch appeared who declared that he, and he alone, could speak to the island.”

S1E19 King also says, "He's the Emperor! He's the most powerful witch alive!"

S1E19 Lilith says, "Being in the Emperor's Coven was my dream. I wanted to work alongside the most powerful witch on the Isles and make the world a better place."

I don't remember anything contradicting this. There are demons on the BI that look pretty similar to witches, and demons (like Hooty) can be immortal ig, so it matters to me that Belos was specifically presenting himself as a witch.

That said, the lifespan of witches is never officially confirmed afaik (and I do hate that thanks). Bump gets that throwaway line about 300 years until retirement or whatever. But since we are shipping witches and humans, they have to have similar lifespans. You cannot convince me otherwise lol.

So that makes it even more implausible that the human that showed up and vanished centuries ago is at all related to Belos, the ~most powerful~ witch on the Boiling Isles.

The fact that the Emperor also has a 16 year old nephew lends further credence to the idea that he's a normal witch, aging normally, with normal (if mysterious) family ties.

3. Belos’ appearance

S1E19 The Unauthorized Boiling Isles History reads, “Before he ascended to the throne, Emperor Belos gained prominence as a crusader for unity during the Savage Ages.”

S2E16 We get to see Belos during this crusade period. He definitely already looks old:

We also know that Belos has been Emperor for ~50 years:

S1E17 a Hexside teacher says, “Over 50 years ago, Emperor Belos appointed a head witch to each coven.” [Bonus fun: this means Terra could be the first head of the plant coven]

S1E18 Kikimora says, “Up until 50 years ago, witches and demons practiced wild magic during what we called the Savage Ages [...] until our great Emperor ascended to the throne, and taught witches how to use magic properly.”

So that's 50 years on top of his age when he was crusading. Hasn’t anybody noticed that Belos is unreasonably old for a witch yet? (And if so, what did they think he was?) 

I think Belos could have handled this discrepancy by carefully planning how he travels around the island and changing his name as he goes; standard secret immortality stuff. This would also serve the double benefit of making it seem like he has a broader base of support from the start, if there’s the appearance of several crusaders going around spreading the ~good word~. 

At some point, though, he did start covering his tracks. By present day (s1), Belos’ Emperor outfit makes his age much more ambiguous:

This is also how he appears in all the official, state-sanctioned portrayals of the Emperor that I remember seeing. Examples:

Which brings me to my main point:

4. History is written by Belos

Lilith is a historian and the former head of the Emperor's Coven. She didn't seem to know any truths about Belos' past. Hunter had access to and was actively reading restricted books about wild magic from the Savage Ages. We get no hint that he came across anything, either.

But they also weren't looking. So let's say you're highly suspicious of Belos and actively digging into his past. How much could you find out about him? We already have the official narrative: Belos ended the Savage Ages and united witchkind 50 years ago. So what about the unofficial narrative?

This brings us back to The Unauthorized Boiling Isles History from S1E19. This is a book owned by Eda, the most infamous wild witch on the Boiling Isles. Here's King's full narration from this scene:  

A mysterious witch appeared who declared that he, and he alone, could speak to the island. He said that we were using magic all wrong. His teachings took hold, his strength grew, and he became... Emperor Belos. Belos said that mixing magic was wrong, that only he had that right. So he created the coven system. And there, our knowledge was restricted, and our potential sealed away. Those who resist are called wild witches, and they face harsh punishment. Emperor Belos has since retreated into his castle. There are whispers that say he's planning something big. 

King's narration is different from the text on the page. Here's the page on Belos:

“He rules by fear and an iron fist, and his past remains largely unknown.” 

So it sounds like Belos has indeed done a very good job of establishing and maintaining information control. He has erased his past so thoroughly that even an unauthorized history book offers no real rumors or speculation. Both inside the castle and in pockets of dissent, we find no trace of the truth of Belos' past. It is believable to me that even highly-ranked coven officials who are suspicious of Belos and actively looking for information about his past from inside the castle still wouldn't be able to find anything at this point.

With that said: there are probably rumors. There probably are witches who remember Belos from his crusades and grew suspicious. They probably did try to spread the word and warn others.  

At the same time, I’m sure that there are plenty of witches saying plenty of things about Belos. Belos is the most influential and powerful witch on the Boiling Isles, after all. So looking at it from the perspective of someone trying to piece together the truth:

How plausible does it sound that the witch ruling the Boiling Isles is actually a human? How plausible does it sound that he’s actually 400+ years old? How do either or both of those rumors weigh up against all of the other scraps of information and official propaganda and baseless conspiracy theories that you’re also coming across?

How much are either of these rumors worth considering if your primary concern is to, say, try to figure out what’s actually going to happen on the Day of Unity?

(At what point do you decide to just go straight to the source?)

[advluv4life]

Who wants to be the one to explain to me why I don't actually like my ex who betrayed my trust? Can anybody please give me a step-by-step guide on how to get over it while this ex is currently my supervisor at work and the girl he was talking to in secret (and ig is also currently talking to in secret) is one of my coworkers? I need some solid coping skills that I can put into effect in under 30 minutes and keep in effect for roughly 9 hours a day, 6 days a week. Thanks in advance.

Now there is a slight chance that they're not messaging each other but the chance is very low and only based on the fact that they both say that they don't talk to each other outside of work or about anything other than work.

Whereas the evidence that they are messaging and talking to each other has been building for multiple weeks where their message chat bubbles have been on and off within the same 2 minute intervals over multiple hours and/or days at a time. Also he's been hyper-focused on her job and at one point was discussing the color of her eyes though he claimed not to remember what it was. But he knew what it was not.

And I know what you're going to open up with 'he's your ex he can talk to whatever girl that he wants'. Yes, I know. We're moving past this okay? I understand he can do it. I don't have to be okay with it. I'm not okay with it and I'm trying to find coping skills to work towards being okay with it or at least not caring about it without ruining everybody else's day.

The girl is generally nice. But while she is nice she's most likely lying therefore I don't know how 'nice' her nice is because I can't tell if it's a genuine or if it's just placating me. And even though I do like talking and venting towards her and getting her input I also don't want to feed into it because I can't trust it. She says she wants to help me because she's been betrayed by an ex, similar to how I was where both of our exes had decided to talk to another girl while still in a relationship with us. The only difference is that she is the other girl and I'm pretty sure that she is still 'the other girl' so I can't really tell if I can take her comforting words at face value or if maybe she actually means it? There is a chance that they're messaging and it's nothing serious but the last time they were messaging each other I was told that it wasn't a big deal but they were indeed discussing our relationship and myself.

Over the past few months he has claimed that he doesn't like her, he doesn't trust her, he doesn't talk to her, he says she's a bad person, she's a liar, etc. Though it all seemed very over the top. But again I'm like 90% sure that they're messaging each other again, just like they were before we broke up. And yes again I understand it's not my business if they're messaging each other. I'm asking for coping skills to deal with it. I'm not looking for a way to get back with him. I don't trust him. I don't think I could get back with him even if he wasn't talking to her. And even though I know that it still pisses me off that they are probably getting closer. And there's a chance they might not be hiding it from me and everyone else because of me, but because he's her supervisor.

Anyway...can I get any advice or any pep talks or something please? I think it just sucks for anyone to see their ex move on. I struggled so much with trusting him and when I was finally opening up to believing that he wouldn't abandon me it's exactly what he did. And I feel like it always comes back to me being insecure but I also don't think it's fair. I expressed/communicated that insecurity, I was very open with it at the beginning of our relationship and I tried to bottle down every time I was triggered but in the end he did exactly what he said he wouldn't do. I left on a trip for a few weeks and when I came back he had found someone else he liked more than me and he decided he didn't want me and just... I know that leaving the department would make some sense but I don't dislike my job especially since it's lighter than a lot of other jobs at my place of work and I'm going to have to go back to school next semester. Everyone else in the workplace just kind of brushes it off and acts like they have no clue what I'm talking about...

I just need some sort of emotional support and there is none. I feel like everyday I wake up and the pain is just brand new all over again. And while I've gotten better since the breakup (in the long run)... it's like everyday there's a new hurdle to jump and I'm exhausted. We've reached an impasse where him and her are getting closer again and lying about it again and there was a whole explosion of emotion on both my part and his part, so now we are not talking. Him being the supervisor and me being a team lead, makes work rough. There is a small chance that it will pass because I'm overly forgiving. Or overly apologetic whichever one makes the most sense. But if I cave over this... I don't think I will ever be able to look myself in the eyes again. So, I just need someone to give me a nice long lecture about how I can handle this and I'm not stupid and my emotions are valid and all the cheesy shit. In all reality I need like a pep talk every single day like every 2 hours but if anyone could just...I'm so tired

[indigos-shits-and-giggles]

I posted 13,257 times in 2022

That's 13,244 more posts than 2021!

939 posts created (7%)

12,318 posts reblogged (93%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@parotcardsroxy

@figged-newtons

I tagged 2,934 of my posts in 2022

#team starkid - 439 posts

#hatchetfield - 423 posts

#save for later - 265 posts

#not starkid related - 251 posts

#nightmare time - 197 posts

#fanart - 167 posts

#tgwdlm - 164 posts

#my art - 160 posts

#ash :] - 136 posts

#black friday - 124 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#that part in undertale in waterfall with the blue castle in the distance and the quiet sound of rain as you and the weird kid you befriended

I sent 2 gifts in 2022

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Can I just say the use of motifs and background music in the non-musical-number parts in the Hatchetfield shows are fucking amazing? Like just from a few piano notes the audience can either end up laughing or (more likely), bawling their eyes out. The main examples I can think of off the top of my head is

- Ethan's death in Black Friday, with the reprise of Califor-M.I.A

- That part in Jane's a Car where Jane crashes into Becky Barnes and the whole "Crash, bang, Jane" melody now growing panicky and terror stricken

- America's Great Again playing whenever General MacNacmera enters a room in Black Friday

- That part in Hatchetfield Ape Man where Professor Hidgens is talking about Working Boys and that in-between melody that I'll just call "the pitch theme" that's the speaking transition part from Show Stoppin Number to Working Boys.

If anyone sees this, reblog with more, we gotta make a list. Or, heck, let's also use a specific tag, #motifs in hatchetfield.

204 notes - Posted January 21, 2022

#4

Here's an idea: Opposite!Paul TGWDLM AU where he actually LIKES musicals

Basically The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals would have the same general plot, except it's a silent film and the people who are infected are forced to literally never speak. It'd start out as a musical, hell, Paul'd even sing an "I Want" song, and there'd even be background music, but by the end of Act 1 it'd have gone completely and utterly silent.

211 notes - Posted February 17, 2022

#3

Little headcanon that everyone in Hatchetfield notices that one in every five or so people they meet looks almost exactly like them and they just don't care.

Like Alice will be going to Beanies with Bill and run into Zoey and they'll just kind of look at eachother and shrug like "Yup, just a normal day in Hatchetfield."

You aren't a Hatchetfield resident until you run into at least one person who looks vaguely similar to you!

212 notes - Posted March 14, 2022

#2

grrr i hate social studies id rather be listening to a musical set after the 2nd world war about gay spies who are now enemies or the little mermaid in space with alien bugs and evil sunglasses guy who's smoking pot. or maybe that one that symbolizes consumerism with a fuckin furry little monster. or that one with the family of farmers shitting themselves to death.

/j

214 notes - Posted May 2, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Twisted has so many serious lyrics that have no right being this good

Like, here's just a bunch off the top of my head thAT BREAK MY HEART-

"SCIENCE SAYS YOU'RE DEAD AND GONE FOREVER... REASON SAYS I'M TALKING TO THE AIR, BUT SOMETHING IN MY HEART, SOME SECRET HIDDEN PART, ILLOGICALLY INSISTS THAT YOU ARE THERE... SOMEWHEEERRREEEE-" Heartbreaking, beautiful, incredibly depressing. Dylan Saunders is over here ripping my heart in two.

"How will they tell my story? How will they tell my tale? Will anybody even care?!" Openly sobbing at the callback to A Thousand And One Nights

"The question then is whether 'tis nobler in the mind to be well-liked but ineffectual, or moral but maligned." Yes, the musical where there's a character who everyone thinks fucked a tiger is referencing Hamlet and it is fuckin' beautiful

"THE ROAD AHEAD MAY TWIST, BUT I WILL NEVER SWERVE, I'LL GIVE THEM ALL THE UNSUNG ANTIHERO THEY DESERVE!!!!!!!" Just epic, beautiful, kind of bittersweet, but such a powerful line delivered just beautifully

"You are kind, and that's enough." "You're a diamond in the rough.." *muffled sobbing*

In conclusion: Yes, I cried during Twisted, yes I'm gonna go relisten to it right now, don't judge me

278 notes - Posted April 26, 2022

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[heresathreebee]

The One Where She Got A Dog

Yelena Belova X Reader

Summary: how Yelena became a dog mom Masterlist Part 2

Tags: E | 1.8k words | scary movie, winter, secret pasts, sapphic

AN: Black Widow movie really got me in my feelings about those characters, Yelena in particular. I havent watched The Thing in almost a year please look the other way if movie events are out of order.

Pretty Russian girls are not usually your type, but fuck if you weren't absolutely obsessed with this one. You laughed when she told you she was from Ohio.  She laughed when you said you were too. 

Aquavit and your grandma's biscuit recipe brought her into your cabin on the edge of the world where she admitted to you she had never seen John Carpenter's The Thing before. You turned it on just as the snow storm set in and wrapped up in your thickest blankets with her. You're trying not to get your hopes too high but she's not shy about asking you to scoot closer. 

"Skäl," you cheer just as the ominous opening credits end and they find the mysterious ship in the frozen wasteland of antarctica. 

"Have you ever been?," Yelena asked. 

You grimace at the strong taste of aquavit. It's like vodka but with caraway for 'flavor'. You look at her from the side and poor yourself a second shot. "Been…?" 

"There." She points at the screen. 

"I have actually," you admit in a way you hope is flat and uninteresting, "have you?" 

Yelena shook her head. It's possible she might think you're being sarcastic (you cross your fingers under the blanket and hope she does). She's smiling at you, thinking something (but still watching the screen with interest). 

She drops the subject until you have to pause the movie to pee. You unwrap yourself from the cocoon of blankets and as you stand she asks you another question. 

"What were you doing there? in Antarctica, I mean." 

You sigh and pretend to brush something off of your pants. "Science trip with my parents. Shitty vacation for me I'd rather be in the Bahamas." 

You resist the urge to look at her. After taking care of business, you come back just in time to put the biscuits in the oven. You hear Yelena lean into the kitchen archway as the floors creak immensely here. 

"No timer?," she asked. 

"No timer," you confirm. "I use the timer of my heart." 

Yelena scoffs. "Please don't burn them, I'm curious about these… what are they– pastries?" 

"Something like that." 

The two of you went back to the movie just as the gang on screen is trying to decipher who is human and who is not. You feel like something between you has changed and sadly not for the better. 

But she can't know. 

"I hate this part," you say, making absolutely no move to avert your gaze. 

Yelena is startled when the doctor's arms become trapped in the bear trap belly mouth of the "man" on the table. She quickly covers her eyes and giggles manically, slapping your chest for the vague and unhelpful warning. You realize she's not as close to you as before…

There's 20 minutes left of this movie and you haven't seen a single thing on screen. Yelena stopped asking you questions when you stopped being coherent with your answers. All you can think about is telling her. 

But you can't tell her. She would never understand. You barely understand and it's about you. 

"I lied." Your heart beats in your throat as you see her face you but you can't look at her directly for fear of losing your nerve. "About the science expedition? That's not why I was in Antarctica…" 

Yelena seems to wait for you to continue but… 

"Eh, no offense but, " you gesture with your hand, "I don't really know you like that." 

Yelena gave your reply a single nod. "I suppose that's fair." 

You can't help but fidget in your seat. "Idliketo" 

"What was that?" 

You cleared your throat. "I said… I said I'd like to. Know you like that, I mean…" 

Yelena gives you a smile. "I would like to know you like that, too." 

The movie ends, the biscuits are not burnt but buttery soft and golden brown, and the blizzard outside has subsided some. It's still going but at least it's not buffering the doors and windows like before. 

"How can you watch that film in a place like this?" Yelena cannot get enough of those biscuits, stuffing them in her mouth 2 at a time. "Does it make you paranoid?" 

"Yes it does," you say, putting your coat on, "I think that's what makes it so much scarier–  looking outside and being scared every person you come across ain't who they say they are. Sometimes its not a bad thing though... I think it is rather… poetic, too." 

Yelena's eyebrows furrow. "Where are you going?" 

You put on your boots and hope the duct tape stays on the hole you covered earlier. "Dogs are out in the shed. It's heated and they have food, but not for days and I'd rather have 'em in the house where I can take care of them." 

As you finished your sentence you reached for the door,  but stopped when you noticed Yelena getting dressed too. She gives you a nod as soon as her hood comes up, and you give this brave thing an appreciative once over. 

The snow that nearly all melted before is up to your knees now. Fresh, white, and fluffy. It muffles sound like the world's sidelong turning. The odd snowflake wafts lazily from the sky, but for the most part it's died down. You teach back and take Yelena's gloved hand to keep from staying too far apart. 

"You know I always wanted a dog," she said. She could have said it in a whisper from 100 yards away and you still would have heard her–  that is how eerily quiet it is. 

Yelena squeezes your hand and you squeeze back. She's probably remembering the movie. You try to distract her by saying, "Oh yeah? You can have one of mine then." 

Yelena laughs, then stops. "You serious?" 

"As a heart attack." You finally reach the door to the shed and unlatch the door. A chorus of barks begin and you charge forward to nudge them back to give Yelena space to come in as well. "I do some breeding up here–  just a side job. They're usually working dogs but they can be pets too." 

Buck licks your face from chin to forehead and you push him back. "Down, boy! Show some respect!" 

Yelena has two of the mongrels circling her, sniffing all her clothes and demanding to be pet. "That's Burt, Barney, and Bella. Buck's my stud, but these heathens are going to a farm. They've got sheep to watch." 

Yelena chuckles as her hands get covered in slobber. "I love them." 

They're almost grown, three quarters the height of their father. Buck didn't even look in Yelena's direction because he knows you give him treats. You take your scarf off as the heat of the shed threatens to smother you and search your pockets for jerky.  

"She's in there with the new puppies." You point to a darkened closet. "Don't get too close now, she's still a little protective." 

Yelena creeps closer. You see her look at you from the corner of her eye. Probably terrified by the morphing dog scene from the movie. You give her an encouraging smile and tell her where to find the light. It's a pull cord and it bathes the room in a warm golden yellow light. 

Yelena's heavy, controlled breathing turns into a coo. Mama dog is laying on her side watching the newcomer closely. There's a pup asleep in the nest of her legs, another chewing on the hay that litters the ground, and the last one is biting their mother's ear. Yelena looks back at you with an adorable pout on her lip. 

"So cute…" 

You chuckle and put your arm around her. Buck knows to steer clear of mama dog and slinks off. You make your guest walk closer with you to show mama she's got your confidence. 

"Yelena, this is Beyonce." Mama dog's ears perk at the sound of her name. "Beyonce, this is Yelena. Be nice." 

You reach down and scoop up the hay eating puppy at your feet. "This one's always hungry." 

You put the pup in her arms and scoop up the biter. "This one likes to play. All the time. Got more energy than the blue Energizer bunny actually." 

The pup in question is literally trying to wriggle out of your hands in its eagerness to climb you and eat your hair. 

"And that one sleeps a lot?" Yelena nodded her head at the last pup. 

"Pretty much." You put the writhing excited puppy down before it hurts itself and look up into the rafters. "And then there's the climber…" 

You both turn your heads when you hear a tiny bark. A cute little face stares down at you from the rafters and there's a feather stuck to its nose. You shake your head knowing this pup got it from ripping up pillows in another part of the dog house. 

"Better go get her," you said, not moving an inch to do so.  

Yelena sees your challenge and rises to it. As if trained to do exactly so, she assesses the wooden interior for foot and hand holds. You can see the wheels turning in her head as she calculates what will and won't support her weight. In the sweep of a single moment, she rises from the door and swings herself into the rafters using a build up a momentum to propel her fast in an upperward direction. She completes the climb and balances with ease, reaching out to collect the happy wagging miscreant from her mountain top, tucks her in her jacket and climbs a different way down. 

You stare at her. "Were you raised by trapeze artists?" 

Yelena laughs. "I thought everybody was." 

The pup is safe and happy and eager to explore its new friend. Yelena lets her lick, sniff, and scratch at her skin, her clothes, her hair. The pup catches Yelena with a tiny lick right on the tip of her nose and Yelena looks back at you with adoring eyes. 

You smile. "Got a name for her already don't you?" 

"Yes," Yelena whines, "no, are you sure about this? I should probably tell you I've never had a dog before…" 

"I can tell your good people," you reply. "And smart as a whip. You'll adapt, just call me if you ever need anything." 

~

Three weeks later you get a phone call from an unknown number. It's Yelena giving you an address and making you swear never to tell anybody about it. You don't have any friends so it's an easy secret to keep. 

You drive a few miles south and stumble upon a stationary trailer in the middle of nowhere, nothing but clearings and trees and sky. Actually very similar to your own home. 

The door opens and Yelena greets you with a beer and the pup under her arm, already almost a foot bigger than she was before. 

"Her name is Fanny." You both laugh yourselves hoarse and pile into the trailer to puppy proof the place. 

[thebookwormfairy]

Captain the Retired Police Dog and His Puppies Part 4

The puppies are here!!!!! The puppies are finally coming!

Captain Masterlist

Part 3

After that Marinette spent the day with Harley, Ivy, and Edwin it seemed they popped up around the Manor more often

Usually it was just to say hi, and in Edwin's case to flirt with Marinette

Not that she paid the flirting any mind she was very happy with Damian and only saw Edwin as a friend

And Edwin was respectful and backed off when Marinette said he had gone to far

And finally it was time!

Ace was having her puppies!

And Marinette was alone!

It was a little past midnight when Marinette woke up to find Damain gone and Ace in labor and Captain freaking out

Marinette jumped out of bed and rush over to the 2 german sheperds

Marinette: Hey it's okay. Calm down

Marinette rubbed Ace's head to comfort her

Captain still freaking out: What should we do Marinette? What should we do?

Ace: Darling you are freaking out more then me. Calm down.

Captain sitting besides Marinette: You're right, you're right. I have to he strong for our children

Captain sunk down and place his head on top of Ace: But what if something happens

Marinette: Dont worry you two I'm sure whatever villian Damian is beating up right now can wait.

Marinette frantically dialed Damian's number

It turns out that the bat fam were in the middle of a taken down one of Penguin's lesser skeems

Robin was literal beating up a henchman when a song about angles blasted from his pocket

It caught everybody so off gaurd that everybody good and bad paused and stared at Robin

Robin: Sorry, I have to take this

Robin pulled his phone out and hit answered

Robin: Hey Ang-

Marinette: ACE IS HAVING HER PUPPIES NOW!!!!

Robin putting his phone on mute: Bathound is having her puppies?!?!

Jason: The puppies are coming?

Marinette: YES! Can you finish what ever Robin business you're doing and come back?

Marinette eyes widen when she realized that she let it slipped that she knew about the Wayne family's nightly activities

Damian's eyes also widen before a now common lovesick grin spread across his face

Robin: Of course you figured it out Angle

Marinette blushing: Sorry I was going to wait until you were ready to tell me.

Robin: It's okay Angle I'll be there soon this really isnt a big deal I've just been playing with this guy anyway. He's completely incompetent

Henchman: Hey that's rude

Robin didn't listen to

Robin: Batman I will be leaving now

Redhood: I'm going with him!

Red Robin: No fair I wanted to sse Bathound give birth too

Batman sighing and turning to Penguin: Any chance we can cut this short?

Penguin: Yeah besides this jewel isn't worth the trouble if we don't

Batman: Thank you sorry about this

Penguin: No problem bats, I do request a picture of the puppies after they're born

Batman: I'm sure the children will make sure everybody they see has pictures of the puppies

When the Waynes got back and changed they rushed to Damian's room to see Ace giving birth to her third puppy

Marinette looked up at the sound of the door opening

Marinette: I'm so glad y'all came back in time. So far we have 3 healthy puppies

Damian rushed over to Ace to do a quick look over of the puppies that were already born making sure they were all okay

Marinette: So far so good they've been coming pretty quickly

Damian grabbing Marinette's face and kissing her: You are truly amazing Angel

The Wayne family and Marinette watch in fascination as 5 more puppies came in to the world in the span of 3 hours

Marinette: I can't believe it 8 puppies!

Captain nuzzling Ace: 8 puppies! Can you believe it my Love 8 puppies!!! You did fantastic! And all our puppies are absolutely beautiful!!!

Ace exhausted: That's wonderful Darling

Captain: Rest now my Love I'll watch over our children

Ace falling asleep: Thank you dear

Captain started sniffing his children nudging them towards their mother so they can stay fed and warm

Tim: They are so tiny! Can we keep them Bruce?

Bruce: Jason we can not keep 9-10 German Sheperds, a Turkey, cat, and cow

Jason: You also shouldn't be able to keep half the kids you adopt yet here we are

Bruce pinching the bridge of his nose: We'll have to see

Marinette: Dont worry Jason even if you don't keep all of them we'll find good homes for them

Harley:We heard the puppies have arrived!

Harley and Ivy burst into the room carrying balloons and plush dog toys for the puppies

Marinette: Harley! Ivy! What are you two doing here?

Harley: Alfred was a doll and called us! Edwin would've been here too but he's hanging out with friends for the week

Damian whispering to Marinette: Thank goodness

Marinette gently elbowed Damian in the ribs: Be nice

Harley: Oh my goodness Iv look at this one!

Harley gently lifts one of the puppies who had brown fur half way up all his legs

Harley: Omg it looks like his paws were dipped in Pudding! Can we keep him?

Ivy: We don't even know if they're up for adoption

Bruce seeing the future if he doesn't find the puppies a home: Please take one

Harley: Awesome! But we'll have to wait 8 week right?

Damian: That's right

The next day after everybody got some rest as the new parents spent more time with their puppies

And Marinette sat down with the Waynes

Damian was sitting besides Marinette as she fidgeted with her fingers

Marinette: So I know you are Batman, Red Hood, Red Robin, and Robin

Tim totally unconcincing: What?! No... That's impossible....Where would you get an idea like that...

Eveybody in the room gave Tim an unimpressed look

Tim: Okay I'm not fooling anybody. You are good Marinette

Marinette: Thank you

Bruce: I trust that you won't be telling anybody about this

Damian: Father!

Marinette: It's okay Damian. You can trust me Mr. Wayne, because I have my own secret. I'm also a super hero called Ladybug

Waynes: What?!

Tikki flew out of Marinette's pocket

Marinette: Let me show you, Tikki?

Tikki: Ready Marinette

Marinette: Okay, Tikki Spots On!

As Marinette transformed the other inhabitants in the room stared as the girl transformed into her hero form

Damian with a love struck smile: Just when I thought I couldn't love you anymore Angel

Marinette: Tikki Spots Off

Marinette detransforms, but Tikki stayed out were the Waynes could see her

Tikki: Hi my name's Tikki I'm Marinette's kwami

Kaalki: Does this mean I can finally stop hiding my beautiful self

Kaalki came out of Marinette's other pocket that held her miraculous

Marinette: And this is Kaalki the kwami of teleportation

Bruce: I feel like you have a lot to tell us Marinette

Marinette: That is correct but first. I as one of the heroes of Paris officially request assistance from the Justice league with the situation in Paris

Damian: What situation?

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eleventh: divine museum (pt. 4): "cold metal and tepid tea"

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Invisible, frigid hands seemed to pull us toward the ever growing light, leaving paint stains smeared across our bodies. It grabbed at us blindly, though the grasp was light, not as suffocating as it was before. My nose and mouth did not seem to fill with paint, though it had captured every inch of my body.

Falling through the frame of the painting, I turned to the side and saw the Doctor collapsed on the floor, smiling broadly. “Woo hoo! What a rush!” He put his arms in the air above him, and acted as though he had just gotten off of a ride.

Although I enjoyed his enthusiasm, I did not share his joy for the feeling. “Not in a good way, though,” I countered, placing a hand on my forehead, “it makes my head feel all strange.”

“Ah it’s just because you haven’t eaten dinner!” He jumped up, pulling me up with him. I teetered slightly, his arm catching me around my waist. “Yeah, sorry about that. We’ll stop somewhere nice to eat after all of this is over.”

Placing a hand on his chest, I laughed, “We are covered in paint. Honestly, if we could just have breakfast for dinner in the TARDIS after all of this, it would be lovely.”

“Just the two of us?” His eyes seemed to light up at the thought of such a small, intimate meal with me. I shared the feeling, my face heating slightly.

“As long as that’s okay with you.”

“Of course,” he began, his thumb rubbing absentmindedly over the sides of my waist. A gesture he didn’t seem to notice, but made my heart race. “Eating with you, just you, sounds wonderful. Quiet.”

A smile creeping onto my face, I responded, “I hope it’ll be quiet, I need a peaceful night after this.”

“Mm, yes,” he said, as I wound out of his embrace. Clearing his throat, he said, “Well, at least we know how to escape the paintings now!”

“We do?” I asked.

Gazing around the room again, to find our next painting, he responded, “Yes! They admitted whatever truth they had been keeping from one another, that’s the trick! The question is, what are they hiding?”

I followed his eye, and found the painting of the mother and child we had found earlier. The mother looked pained, worried; and the infant was screaming out, clawing to get away from the woman.

I huffed out a small sigh, worried of what we would find upon entering the painting. The Doctor gave me a comforting look.

“Y/n, what’s the matter?”

“We just- When we go into these paintings and we have the people within them admit their darkest secrets, it feels… invasive.” I rubbed at my arms, chasing away a quiet chill, a creep down my spine.

“I know it feels wrong, but we are helping these people. It’s never good to keep secrets in, ever.”

Although I knew he meant those words, he seemed hesitant. His eyes a little sad, far away and deep in thought. He had lived such a long life, there were bound to be things that he hadn’t shared with me, or didn’t want to.

I asked without thinking. “Are you keeping any secrets from me, Doctor?”

He shot a look at me, his eyes going wide. Restoring a neutral expression, he simply answered, “Of course, not. There are things you don’t know about me, yet, but I have never kept anything hidden from you.”

Once again, doubt in his voice. Rule number one, the Doctor lies. He’s a terrible liar.

Stepping closer to the painting of the mother and child, he busied himself. “Are you keeping anything from me, Y/n?”

I too busied myself with observing the painting, not wanting to answer the question. “No.”

A lie.

“Good, good!” He smiled at me, though a little pained. “Well, should we go then?”

“Yeah,” was all I managed.

Our arms became increasingly enveloped in the sticky paint on the canvas, the fumes from the substance overpowering. I held down a gag, and silently thanked myself for not making time for a meal. Before I was completely within the painting, I noticed a flash of orange on the wall behind the Doctor.

The painting held bright tangerines and low hues of pumpkin. Lights flashed within the scene, and a central cylindrical mount was the focus of the setting. The console room.

The paint consumed us.

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A townhouse on a rainy night appeared ahead of us. The wind howled, making a river flow down the cobblestone street, icy water lapping at our ankles. Rain dribbled down our clothes, seeped in deep, and stained the water running away from us. Though, the hues were not bright blotches of green and blue and pink like the ribbons and flowers of the sunny wedding venue.

Bold gray, dull chartreuse and bright splotches of yellow instead covered our clothes. Yellow came from the single street lamp, illuminating the green copper roof and the stoop of the townhouse, where the woman and the wailing infant sat.

Despite the weather, the two sat completely still. She seemed to be rocking the baby back and forth, but to no avail. Although the two were motionless, the sound of the child echoed through the street. The longer we stood there, the screams only became louder, cutting straight through the sound of the wind and rain.

Rushing forward, the Doctor and I ducked through the rain and approached the woman, the screams of the baby growing louder and louder as we approached.

“We need to create a shock, right? To get her to talk?” I asked.

He gave me a nod. Against all my better judgement, I launched myself toward the woman, wrapped my arms tightly around the bundle, and tugged. The unnamed woman met us with wide, grief stricken eyes. Her neck snap crack snap-ped into motion, as though I had just awoken a statue, and her arms actively tightened around the baby. Her center curved back, crack crack crack, and her knees raised to her chin, cradling the baby. The mouth of the infant began to sync with the sound of its shrieks.

“No! Please don’t take her! Please!” she pleaded, shielding the child from us in an attempt to create distance. Tears rolled down her tan face, the light of the street paling her skin and giving her a particularly ghastly appearance.

“We’re not, we’re not!” I yelled, raising my hands in surrender, “We just want to help you.”

She sat silently, her arms wrapped tightly around the screaming bundle in her arms, scrutinizing our appearances.

“You’re lying.”

“We are absolutely telling you the truth,” said the Doctor, “but you’re not.”

“I’m sorry?”

“Doctor,” I warned.

He turned back to me, whispering, “She must be hiding something, and the fact that it has something to do with this child has me worried. Please, let me handle this.”

Reluctantly, I nodded my head, hoping that he would be patient with her.

“You’re lying,” he started, “about something. That’s why you’re here.”

“What do you mean I’m lying?” She yelled, and the baby only grew louder at the volume of her voice.

“Where are we right now?” I asked, attempting to defuse the situation slightly.

She squinted against the rain, looking around towards the door of the townhouse.

“This is my boss’ house! Although, I thought…”

“You were at a museum, right?” I asked, hoping to jog her memory.

“Yes!” She shouted over the storm, “I had taken Melanie out for a day trip.”

“Are you her mother?” The Doctor asked, and the woman shook her head no.

“I’m her babysitter!”

I gave the Doctor a knowing look. “What’s your name?”

“Cassandra.” She attempted to calm the baby once again, but the infant had begun to unravel its swaddle, the blankets falling onto Cassandra’s lap.

“Cassandra, I’m the Doctor and this is Y/n. You’re still at the museum to took Melanie to and you’re trapped in a painting.” Cassandra gaped at the two of us, but the Doctor trudged on. “Did you tell anybody that you were Melanie’s mother? Or even one of her family members?”

I watched as Cassandra’s face melted into realisation. “I- I did,” she admitted, “when we arrived, someone in line told me that she was a beautiful child and asked if she was mine. I said yes without thinking, but not for any malicious reason.”

Instantly, the two of them began melting into dull hues of paint, splashing down the stone steps of the building and washing down the street.

“Doctor, she wasn’t even really lying!” He stood silent, thinking. “If these ‘gods’ are trapping these people for lies, or untold truths, that means they could be trapping them for small things as well. Lies that don't even matter or lies that were mistakes!”

“For the gods of Tyoonibe, truth is incredibly black and white. There is no gray area where some lies are acceptable to tell.” He pushed his hair out of his face, soaked by the rain at this point.

“So what, we can’t stop them from doing this to people?”

“No, not unless we completely rewrite the ways in which this culture works which would be, frankly, unjustified and rude. It is not our place.”

“What can we do?” I asked, desperate to help. I crossed my arms around myself, trying desperately to trap my own body heat.

“We can help the people who are imprisoned right now, get them out, and try not to get trapped in a painting of our own.”

I thought back to the painting of the console room and shuddered. What is he hiding?

“Y/n, come along!” He motioned to the door at the top of the steps, the entrance now choked with darkness, the edges lined with ripped canvas.

Stepping through, we moved through the paint with more ease this time. The fumes still overwhelmed my senses, but in my control, I found the Doctor’s hand and grabbed on tight. We fell to the floor of the museum once again, and I shot up quickly, my eyes meeting the painting of the console room.

It was still there, unmoving, lifeless. Though, an invisible rope seemed to yank me in its direction.

I should tell him. “Doctor, there’s uh- there’s a pai-”

I was cut short by a pounding in the hallway. We ran to the double doors and ripped them open, finding Sybil nearly throwing her body against the entrance to the museum. Her grunts echoed off of the round, marble walls and high ceiling.

“Sybil, darling, please do be careful!” shrieked Villiam.

Rounding on him, Sybil barked, “I DON’T WANT TO HEAR ANOTHER WORD FROM YOU, CHEATER!” Her round, red cheeks jiggled with each word, and Villiam nearly sank to the floor. From embarrassment or fear, I couldn’t be sure. They were no longer in their wedding attire, their clothes now appropriate for the anniversary they had attempted to celebrate.

Cassandra stood nearby with Melanie, the baby finally quiet and asleep. She looked up from the bundle, realizing we had entered the room amidst the chaos.

“Doctor, Y/n! You made it out too!”

“We’ve been able to freely move to whichever painting we pleased,” said the Doctor, “did you all end up here after you were freed?”

“No,” began Sybil, who spun around to face us. She spoke between deep, unsteady breaths, exhausted from her attempts to escape. “We ended up in the truth room and now we are trying to leave.”

Placing his hand on his chin and pacing around the room, the Doctor searched for what we could have missed. “We already freed everybody here, we’ve all admitted our truths, what am I missing? What am I missing?”

Growing frustrated, he let out a low grunt and slid down one of the marble walls. I stood away, looking at him expectantly. Though, I knew what the next step was. I knew why we couldn’t leave. I have to tell him, I have to tell him, I have to tell him.

“What?” he snapped, recognizing my stare. I winced at his tone, and his eyes softened. “Y/n, what?”

“Um,” I began, walking towards him slowly, “we have a painting.”

“We do?”

I shook my head slowly, and offered him my hand. Walking from the entrance hall and through the doors of limbo, I led him to the bright, frame canvas.

“It’s the TARDIS,” he said, “it has to be ours.”

“What are you hiding, Doctor?” I smiled at him slightly, asking in an almost playful way.

He returned the smile, though his voice was grave, “I should be asking you the same thing.”

With a squeeze of my hand and a deep breath in, we placed our hands on the rough canvas. The smell of paint overtook my senses once again, the slick, cold feel of it against my skin. Though this time, I could hear the hum of the TARDIS thrumming like a heartbeat, the smell of cold metal and tepid tea, long forgotten by the Doctor.

Stepping through the door of the TARDIS, the Doctor and I were no longer covered in paint, and our clothes had returned to a normal state.

He had his bowtie, suspenders, and leather shoes. I had my jeans, my sneakers, my favorite top. At least we would be comfortable for whatever was about to ensue.

“So,” hopping up to sit on the center console of the TARDIS, the Doctor watched me lovingly, amused, the orange glow of the room hitting the sharp angles of his face, “where do you want to start, Doctor?”

TO BE CONTINUED.

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The Chapter Contains Enji Todoroki. If this makes you triggered, or uncomfortable don't proceed.

Edited: 5-18-20

#1. I Love How You Patch Me Up. 

You let out a sigh as you dabbed Touya Todoroki's eyebrow with a cotton ball. He hissed as the hydrogen peroxide soaked ball of cotton made contact with his skin, burning him as it cleaned out the cut.

"Sorry."

"Just stings."

Touya watched you from the spot where he sat on the barstool. You pulled your lip between your teeth and he knew you were upset. Upset that you had to make him sit through the extra pain of cleaning out his cuts with ointment and peroxide. 

You weren't just upset, but livid. Livid that his father would hurt him like this. Livid that his mother didn't step up and protect him. Most of all, you were livid that she wouldn't even stay around to clean him up, but rather left him to patch himself up.

Your heart hurt for Touya, it truly did. You knew what it was like to have your father, a respected man, lay a hand against you—that's how you originally met Touya in the first place.

You were both in a local drug store looking for peroxide and medical materials, the same day with the same purpose and reasons. You both happened to reach for the same bottle as if fate intended for you to meet. You ended up helping him patch himself up that day.

You carefully pressed a bandaid over Touya's eyebrow cut before moving onto a new one. Your eyes briefly flashed down to his teal orbs before going back to your task at hand.

"Why'd he get so angry this time?"

"I told my parents I wanted to apply to UA. Enji told me I wasn't cut out to be a hero, I disagreed."

"And your mother? What did she say."

"She didn't say anything... But I know she agrees with him."

Your hand pressed down harder on Touya's cut. Sensing your anger, Touya pulled your hand from his cut cheek to his mouth. Ignoring the pain from his busted lip, he kissed your tense knuckles.

"I hate them so much. I hate how he treats you. I hate how she doesn't stop it. She doesn't even try!"

"Can you really blame her? If she intervened then my busted face would be hers. If he didn't hit me, he would be hitting her."

"That's not how a mother should act. A mother would step in, a mother would protect you. You protect her so much, but she has never done shit for you."

"How would you know? You don't even have a mother." 

His comment deeply bothered you, but you knew that it didn't come out of malice but rather a defense. It didn't make it hurt any less, however, you didn't retaliate with words but actions. 

With a tight smile, you soak a cotton ball in hydrogen peroxide and aggressively press Touya's lip with the substance. He winced, but he couldn't be mad. You would never hurt him on purpose, instead, you took out your anger by cleaning him up, something that you knew would hurt him but something that essentially needed to be done. 

"I'm sorry, that was mean." 

"It was."

"I just hate when you talk bad about her, she's not a bad person. He is, but she's not. She's sweet with Fuyumi and Natsou, it's just cause' I look so much like him. She thinks I'm just like him."

A tear falls down from Touya's pretty teal eyes. It dribbled down his cheek and mixed in with his cuts. You turned your own gaze to the ground, as you couldn't help but let a few of your own fall as well.

"You're not your father Touya." 

"You're right, I'm not my father. That's why it doesn't matter if I let him hurt me, cause' at least I know I'm not enabling a monster like him to hurt my mom."

Touya slips his arms around your waist and pulls you closer between his legs. He used his hand to tilt your chin up making you look him in the eyes as his other hand traced circles into the bare skin of your hip above your jeans.

"I wish we could just get away from them all." 

Touya let his head rest against your chest and he softy murmured into your skin as you ran your fingers through his bright orange locks.  

"One day I'm leaving and I'm not coming back. You'll come with me, right?"

Your lips quirked up into a small smile. You leaned your neck down and kissed the top of Touya's head.

"Of course. After all, you'd be hopeless without your unlicensed doctor."

"I think you meant my pretty, unlicensed doctor." 

Touya could still feel the heat from your kiss on his head, lingering and begging for more. It was then in that moment as you patched up his wounds that he realized how he really felt about you. He really wanted to say those three unspoken words, the words he was so cautious about handing out, but he didn't. Instead, he held his best friend and let her patch up his face. 

#2. I Love How You Won’t Let Me Go. (Even When I Push You Away.)

He knew what he was doing was horrible. He knew what he was doing was going to break your heart. He was doing the worst thing. It would be like stabbing you in the chest and twisting the knife. 

Touya Todoroki knew what he was doing would hurt you, but that didn't stop him from packing his bag with any essential items he would need. He knew it would hurt you, but that didn't stop him from discreetly leaving you a heartfelt goodbye letter in your mailbox before he headed off to school. 

He knew it would hurt you, but that didn't stop him from walking to the nearest bus stop right after school got out. He knew it would hurt you, but he still bought a ticket to the farthest destination anybody would look for him, a ticket he bought a week in advance from his departure date. 

He knew it would hurt, yet he still attempted to go through with it. What he hadn't expected was to see you standing there at the bus stop when he arrived. He hadn't expected to see you, arms crossed with a furious look spread across your face. 

"Were you really going to leave?" 

His eyes flowed from the scorned look of betrayal on your face down to your hand which held the letter he left in your mailbox. It was bunched up in your fist and your knuckles were white from clenching it so hard.

He could see the tears building up at your eyes, and his chest felt heavy with regret. He pulled on the arm straps of his backpack tighter. He was scared of hurting you. He was careful to choose his next words, wary of breaking you even more. 

"How did you even get from school to home to here so fast?" 

"Maybe if you hadn't been avoiding me like the black plague, you would've known that I was absent from school today." 

"Why were you absent? Did your father-"

"Don't. Don't ask about my father. You don't have that right, not after you broke your promise." 

The tears started dribbling down your cheeks and you looked up at the sky to avoid looking at him with your blurry tear-filled orbs. 

"You promised. You promised that you would take me with you. You said we’d escape our parents together… But you were going to leave without me. You weren't even going to give me an actual goodbye."

Your voice sounded quiet and simply broken. The tone you used with him was hurt and lifeless. He wished you would scream, he wished you would yell. Anything would be better than the broken tone you held. Anything would be better than the broken tone he caused. 

"How could I take you with me? I'd just be dragging you down."

Touya took a deep breath and closed his eyes, mentally preparing himself for the words he had to say to you. 

"You wanna know why I got so distant? My mom got put in a mental institute and our last conversation was her telling me I was gonna end up just like Enji. I can't be anywhere near you. I won't let myself treat you like he treats people." 

Touya made the motion to turn as his tears started to leak down his eyes. He started to turn away from you, letting his last words to you serve as a goodbye. You quickly grabbed onto his arm, stopping him and pulling him back. You would not let him go, not like this. 

“I'm not a good person, [Y/N], it's better if I just leave." 

"I will not let you walk away from me, I will not let you walk away from the past seven years. If you can look me in the eyes and truthfully say our friendship has meant nothing, that I have meant nothing to you, then I'll let you walk away." 

“That's not fair. I could never say that to you. I'm not leaving because of you. I'm leaving for you. For fuck's sake! If my own mother, my flesh and blood, couldn't love me then no one can. I'd just drive you insane.”

“That's bullshit! Cause' I love you, and I'll always love you." 

The thing you so belligerently tried to keep from your best friend was out in the open. You felt naked and vulnerable now that the words were out of your mouth.

"You love me?" 

His voice sounded so hesitant and scared of the answer. He looked at you but you were looking at the ground, scared to meet his eyes. You took a deep breath before divulging in the secret you kept so well. 

"You’re the reason I have the strength to wake up every day despite knowing what's in store with my dad. You make it worthwhile every day when I see you in school, you make me feel like I'm actually important. I love you, I've always loved you... And if you still want to leave despite knowing that, then just leave.”

Touya cupped your cheeks in his hands and tilted your face up, forcing you to look up at him. His hands on your cheeks felt warm, you wished for nothing more than to stay like that. 

“You always take time out of your day for me. Whether it's homework, an injury, or just to ask me about my day, you're there. You’ve never once got disgusted by my scars. I think I love you more than I value my own life and that scares me.”

Touya pressed his lips against yours. They felt warm and soft. You could smell his distinct scent of ash from his quirk. Words could not describe the way you loved the way ash smelt on him.   

“But I can't stay with a family who hates me. Come with me doll. Leave your shitty dad and come with me.”  

“Touya, I’d follow you to the ends of the earth if it meant being with you.”

#3. I Love How You Don’t Judge Me.

With a grocery bag in his hand, Touya unlocked the door to the dingy motel room you had been staying in together. It wasn't much, but it wasn't somewhere someone would think to look for the son of the famous hero Endeavor. It wasn't much, but you didn't care as long as he was with you. 

Touya locked the door behind him before walking further into the motel room and dropping the grocery bags at the foot of the bed where you laid reading a book. You looked up from your book and smiled at Touya. 

“Hey there.”

Touya leaned down to your face and pressed his lips against yours, giving you a quick chaste kiss. 

“Hi.” 

"What’d you get at the store?” 

“I got some instant ramen.”

“Same as yesterday, yummy.” 

You picked up the grocery bag and carried it to the tiny microwave that the motel had provided in every room. 

“Instant ramen in a rundown motel room. I'm sorry, I know it's not ideal.” 

You turned your head to the side to look at Touya. A smile played on your lips as you made eye contact with him. 

“I knew what I was signing up for when I came with you, besides, I like instant ramen.”   

You added water to the containers and popped the ramen inside the microwave before pressing on the right buttons to turn it on. Touya came up behind you and wrapped his arms around you. He gave you another chaste kiss, this time on the side of your temple. 

“Will you dye my hair?”

“Really? I really like your orange hair.” 

You turned around in Touya's arms and looked him in the eyes to see if he was serious. It was so out of the blue, he had never had any interest in dying his hair before. As you ran your hands through his orange locks it wasn’t hard to guess what was going through his head. He was a spitting image of Enji. 

“I have a job interview tomorrow, but I don't wanna go to it like this. I don't wanna go to it looking like a younger version of him. I want a whole new identity.”

“I really like your orange hair, but I'll love you no matter what hair color you've got.”

You walked over to the second grocery bag Touya had brought home and pulled out the black hair dye. You ripped the box open as Touya took a seat on a wooden chair in front of you. You ripped open the powders and dumped the powdered dye into the liquid chemical bottle before placing a lid on it and shaking it up. 

“Tip your head back.” 

You ran your fingers through his hair and applied the dye thoroughly as you rubbed it in his roots. You made sure not to leave a single inch of orange hair untouched. 

You washed your hands and set a timer on your phone before retrieving your ramen bowls from the microwave and placing one in front of him and taking your place in the chair across from him. 

“Thank you, doll.”

“Of course babe. I just hope it takes to your hair well, orange hair can be unpredictable when dyeing. We might have to go to the store and get another box.” 

Touya sat there with you, happily eating away at the ramen you cooked for him. He wasn't sure how much time had passed when you asked the question he dreaded you asking. 

“What's the job interview for?” 

Touya bit down on his lip as he debated whether or not he should tell you. If he honestly told you what the job was, then you might get mad. On the other hand, he wanted to have an honest relationship with you. 

“It’s for a position in the league of villains.” 

You stared at him speechlessly as the timer went off on your phone. He wasn't sure what to make of your expression. You didn't look mad, or angry, but you didn't look happy or pleased either. Despite being best friends for most of your lives, Touya couldn't identify your expression. Not being able to tell what you were feeling made Touya nervous.  

“You should wash your hair.”

“[Y/N]-”

“Go wash your hair before it falls out!”

He knew you were angry. He thought you were. You had to be. So instead of staying to talk it out, he retreated to the bathroom to wash out the chemicals as you took a seat on the edge of the bed. Each minute that passed felt like years to the both of you. 

After what felt like a millennium, Touya emerged from the bathroom with a now black stained towel in his hand. You took a deep breath before smiling at your lover as he walked closer to you.

“You want to be a villain?” 

“I- I know you're upset and disappointed, but I can't be a hero. I can't be that heroic guy you want and need. You can judge me all you want, but I can't be that.”

“Oh, baby… I would never judge you.” 

You reached up and grabbed Touya by the sides of his head. With your thumbs, you wiped away the tears that had begun making their way down his cheeks and you gently pulled his face down to yours. Touya got on his knees and wrapped his arms around you as you cradle his face on your chest. 

“I’m not upset, or disappointed either. You want a new identity, I understand that. I literally just dyed your hair, I'll even help you pick a new name. I was just shocked to hear you say, villain.” 

“I can't be a hero [Y/N], they're so corrupt. I- I can't be someone like Enji. He was a hero and he was a bastard. I'm sorry if you hate me for this but I can't be someone like that.” 

“Hey, I said I wasn't gonna judge you, and that meant I wouldn't ever hate you either. It just scares me. Hero or villain, it's a risky occupation.”

You run your fingers through Touya's newly black damp hair. It felt nice to him and it did miracles to soothe his tears. There were countless times where he found himself in this exact spot growing up, usually after he and Enji had a fight. 

“It's a risky occupation. But hey, if you get to do something dangerous, then I can too.” 

“[Y/N].”

“If you're joining the villains, then I am too. Who else will bandage up your wounds properly? Somebody's gotta keep you alive.”

Touya pressed his lips against yours. This kiss wasn't a chaste one like earlier, but one of longing and want. It was filled with lust and passion and hunger. 

“Okay, we’ll do it together.” 

#4. I Love How You Reassure me. 

You sat on the closed edge of the toilet in your shared apartment as you stared down at the tiny thin stick in your hands. You were nervous and your whole body was tense as you stared at the stick with anticipation as you waited for the timer on your phone to go off.

Every passing minute felt like decades and with every passing second, the pounding of your heartbeat got faster. The timer beeped and you looked at the stick for the results. Two lines were present signifying positive. 

The tears sprang from your eyes. You weren't sure what the appropriate response should have been but the whole situation left you feeling overwhelmed. What kind of lifestyle would you be bringing a child into? You were a villain now, and although you worked for the league of villains in a more medical aspect, your lover, the father of the baby, held a big role for the league of villains. 

Occupations set aside, you weren't even married, nor did you and Dabi, the name Touya was going by these days, had much knowledge on how to raise a child. Yet the more you thought about how you carried something so precious in your womb brought a soft smile to your face. The more you thought of raising a child with Dabi, you felt better and more secure. 

You heard keys jingling in the apartment doorknob followed by the sound of boots coming in the doorway and you could soon hear Dabi's deep voice resounding throughout the house.

"Sweetheart? I'm home."

You started to panic as you heard him walk closer to the bathroom. Should you hide the test, or just tell it to him straight? There was a slightly unsettling feeling in your stomach that Dabi wouldn't be happy about the predicament, but you had an open and honest relationship with Dabi. 

The door to the bathroom was pushed open and Dabi made his way inside ready to scold you. 

"You're sick, you should be resting in bed." 

Being sick was just an excuse to take a day off from league work to slip away and buy your pregnancy test. To be fair, you were sick earlier due to morning sickness.

"I'm feeling better now, and, I uh, I have something for you." 

You looked at the ground and ran one hand through your hair nervously as you used your other hand to push the pregnancy test into his hand. He took it, not even realizing what it was. Not even realizing how that tiny stick would impact his life. It didn't take him long to realize what it was as he looked down at the pink stick with two red lines.

"This a pregnancy stick."

"Yeah." 

"Two lines. Is that positive?" 

"Well, I wouldn't be giving you a pregnancy test if it was negative, would I?"

Dabi numbly took a seat on the edge of the bathtub across from you. To Dabi, children were not in the life plan, he never even let himself entertain the thought of kids. Sure, you were financially better than when you first left home together, rather than bouncing from dingy motel to motel you lived in a nice apartment, but you were both barely over twenty-one, your career choice was villainy, not to mention you both never had the best example of what a parent should be. 

"It has to be wrong, we've been careful. You- you can't be pregnant."

Your eyes which had been trained on the floor finally looked up and met Dabi's orbs. You knew he might not want your baby, but you hadn't expected him to look so distraught and sick about it. 

"Well I am, and I'm not aborting. This child is a part of you and me, I won't abort them." 

"We can't raise a child." 

"I can raise a child, what you mean is that you don't want to raise a child together." 

"I didn't say I don't want to, I said I can't." 

A tear dribbled down Dabi's cheek. You pulled him off the edge of the bathtub, onto his knees with his head against your chest. His comfort space, the space he would always find himself crying as he grew up. You ran your hand through Dabi's raven dyed hair, your signature move to quell his tears. 

"I know what you're thinkin' and it's not true. You're not gonna be like him, you're not him."

"He's always going to be biologically a part of me. He was a shit dad and a shit husband. I don't wanna be like him."

"Just cause he's your dad, doesn't mean your gonna be like him. You're a good man and you'll be a great dad. You're not gonna hurt me, or this baby. You won't be like Enji." 

Dabi slid his head from your chest to your stomach. A smile made its way across his stapled face as he let himself entertain the domestic thought of having a family with you. 

"If we're having a baby then we might wanna look for a bigger apartment."

#5. I Love Everything You Create. 

Dabi leaned over the sleek black bassinet and peered down. His precious baby lay there sound asleep. She had trademark teal blue eyes like his, but your nose. although she looked very distinctly you, she had red hair from Dabi. Although it was very Todoroki like, he didn't care. He didn't care that it tied him to Enji because it also tied her to himself and you. She was his baby, his pride and joy. She was the greatest gift you could have given him. She was his and yours to cherish and love, he wouldn't give that up for anything.

The baby began to stir and Dabi hesitated as he looked at her. Sometimes she would just fall back to sleep, but today was not one of those days. Her little cries began to start and Dabi swooped her up into his arms. With her head against his shoulder, he carefully swayed her back and forth immediately quelling her cries.

She didn't fall back to sleep but she laid there quietly in his arms. She was just a little over a year old but she was already a daddy's girl.

"You hungry?"

Dabi smiled as he heard Akari's little excited gurgles and giggles. He carried her down to the kitchen and pulled out a container of baby food from the fridge. Before quickly tossing it in the microwave.

Dabi pulled Akari closer to his chest and away from his shoulder so he could move around and do things in the house while securely holding her. Akari, deciding she wants more attention, pulls her hands towards her father's face and yanks on one of his staples.

"Ah."

Dabi swiftly put Akari in her baby high chair before grabbing a towel and wiping his face to get rid of the small blood that came along with the staple.

"Da! Da!"

Dabi weakly smiled in his daughter's direction as to not worry or frighten her. This wasn't the first time she had pulled his staples out, but it didn't hurt any less with each time she did it. Once the bleeding let up Dabi tossed the towel on the counter and picked Akari back up, giving Akari the attention she was trying to get.

"You're daddy's little menace, aren't you? Huh?"

Akari giggled and buried her face in Dabi's neck, it sent a smile onto Dabi's face. She was so perfect and every second he spent with her he couldn't understand why Enji ever treated him and his siblings the way he had. When he held Akari all that came to his mind was how he would do anything to protect her. Her and you. All he could think about was how precious and special you both were to him.

"Why didn't you wake me?"

Dabi turned his head to the side to see you leaning against the doorway. Your head was all over the place due to bed head and you wore Dabi's oversized t-shirt and a pair of jogging pants. You looked completely frumpy but to Dabi, you were nothing less than perfect.

"I wanted to let you sleep in."

"I enjoyed the sleep, but I'd rather have been up with my lovelies."

You walked over to Dabi and Akari. You dipped your head down to hers and kissed her head before leaning up to kiss Dabi, you stopped midway as you saw his cheek. You brought your hand up and creased his cheek.

"Did she pull your staple out again?"

"Yeah. She's got a mean steak, I still think we should have named her Void."

You reached into the cupboard to pull out a bandaid to patch your lover up.

"Void is such a bad name, so was Winslow."

You took the wrapper off the bandaid and pressed it against Dabi's face. He gave you a soft smile as he placed his hand over your hand that was on his cheek.

"I'm glad you married me, you know that right? I know we did it cause' you were pregnant, but I wouldn't change it."

You pressed your lips against Dabi's briefly before pulling away and smiling at him.

"You and Akari are everything to me. I love you, and everything you've given me. I wouldn't change it, and I wouldn't trade it for anything."

[heir-of-talon]

So I have commissioned these busts of the characters. I will post a bust of the person whose POV the chapter is written in ❤ Some may be spoilery but hey! It's just fanfiction 😉

HEIR OF TALON 2

Warnings: explicit/underage/violence

Summary:

After slaying Elder Wyrm and becoming CEO of Talon Ember works very hard. Slowly changes are creeping in, that threaten her relationships with Garret and Riley, her sense of self and her sanity.

Life at the top

Ember

I woke up with a yelp. The bed sheets and my shirt were rumpled and soaked through with sweat. I reached for a glass of water on the night stand and drank trying to wash away tightness in my throat tasting salt of my tears mingling with contents of the glass. It was just another nightmare I tried to calm myself, but at this point I had little doubt that these were true. As was ensuing weeks of captivity, when Gerard found more and more horrid ways to torment Ember after he learned, that she could heal quickly from injuries that would have killed anybody else. His lord and his men, formed a group around her, torturing her and slowly learning her secrets... Bloodlettings so they could bathe in her blood and become resistant to harm and disease. She has suffered it all without even feeling tempted to shift, because there inside her... a spire, only remaining reality of her happiness, of their destiny. No, she could still salvage him, she would endure and once he was out of her body she would shift and fly them both away to safety, to another world if need be, there was nothing she would not do for him, her little Dante. Her love though betrayed so cruelly have found new anchor and she would preserve.

And then... birth of their child, ten men with swords and kludges awaiting, hitting her, bleeding her and Gerard... he tossed his son into flames right after he nearly ripped him from her body amid her agonizing cries.

Hatred. All consuming, all destroying all mighty. She shifted and ripped them apart limb for limb, the men, the women, the children, anyone within the vicinity of the estate. She had nothing left for humans, the vile, cruel, mindless creatures...

These dreams always filled me with grief and despair. But I was not her. Or was I? Sometimes I was not sure anymore. I would better get up, it was going to be another long day.

Vipers were resisting my changes to the organisation and demanded to be allowed to form their own organization apart from Talon, my bare ass! I tossed my shirt aside and hurried to bathroom where I laid down in the bathtub and turned the water on. As warm water crept higher and higher covering my body I relaxed and garish details of the nightmare started to fade. My thoughts were sharp and clear again. No way I was going to relinquish control of Vipers, I will sooner get them all killed. But how do you do this exactly? The only way is to get them to kill one another and then maybe set the last one up to a surprise date with the Order? This would require some serious diversion though, to make sure they accept the orders and don't figure out the game too soon... Hmm maybe later, as the last instance, for now I would rather regain their obedience. Hot water have filled the tub to the brim and I ceased to think giving up to the utter delight of being submerged in relaxing warmth.

***

"Autumn and Cobalt are here to see you ma'am" my assistant's Rose voice sounded through intercom. "Let them in" I grunted, not at all happy. After momentary relief in the bath I have developed a nasty headache and painkillers did not really work on dragons. I was not sure if dragons should have headaches, I have not been sick one hour of my entire life before I have become CEO of Talon.

"Hello Firebrand, you look positively awful, what the hell happened to you?" Riley strode to my office and unceremoniously sat on a chair in front of my enormous desk pulling another chair closer and indicating for Autumn to sit next to him. This irritated me, I was the CEO, this was my office and he come without notice and behaved as he owned everything here. "I had a hard night" I said slowly "so this better be important" I gave them a tight smile.

"It's about my egg" Autumn said. "It's in hatchery now, and I don't want my baby to hatch there. I want him to be born free, not to spend his childhood in an isolated facility being drilled by Talon like we did." She talked calmly and was obviously at ease, while her ridiculous request literally made me seething inside. I waited till she was finished and replied. "How do you imagine to hatch a dragon egg and then rear a hatchling, unable to shift for two years and to stay reliably shifted for another ten in the middle of human society?" I asked calmly. "How are you going to feed it until it can shift? How are you going to avoid it being seen?". Autumn stared at me surprised by coldness in my voice.

"Easy Firebrand, this is why we came here. To find alternative solutions for these... challenges" Riley's voice was calm but he was now watching me with slightly narrowed eyes and I could hear him thinking hard. But I could not let Autumn take that egg away. These four eggs was all the organization had left. We've sustained substantial loses when the laboratory exploded, every dragon counted for survival of our race. "We were thinking about it for quite a while actually. There's four eggs that need to be reared. There probably won't be any new for some time now, as Talon's members will no longer be forced to mate and dragons breed extremely rarely on their own volition, being immortal, territorial and such. So we just need to provide these four hatchlings with a place to be in two years. It should not be that difficult..." "Oh you've got it all figured out, don't you!?" I cut him off. I was furious at his shortsighted sentimentality. "And who is going to provide these hatchlings with education and training? Their mothers, who's never set their foot outside of the breeding facility?!" Autumn looked as if I've hit her, but I didn't care. These hatchlings were important for the organization, now that the vessel program was abandoned. If they were raised outside of the organization will any of them wish to serve it? Will they even be suitable for our purposes? "What are you talking about?" Riley was furious now. "They will be instructed and influenced by our entire community. Just because you won't have total control over every moment of their lives, doesn't mean they will not turn out just fine". He took stunned Autumn by her hand and rose to his feet. "Come, we've must have caught ma'am CEO on a bad day." And then to me. "Do not think that you've heard the last of it Firebrand. This is important, this is the freedom we've been fighting for all this time. And I will not relent, just because you get to be the boss now!" He left with scared Autumn in tow leaving me to my headache and grim thoughts.

I pressed intercom button. "Rose? I am taking off the rest of the day. Tell the Archivist to schedule new date for meeting with Vipers" "Yes, ma'am." I dragged myself out of the office and staggered when the heat and sunshine of the day outside hit me. I could not remember being out in a middle of a day. Ruling Talon was consuming all my time and energy and throughout last few months I begun to see the point of the control and discipline within the organization, as dealing with Riley's rouges, Jade and other free spirits was clearly the most annoying part of my new situation. I could not remember the drive home. To a vast top floor apartment furnished by Rose to impress an empress as she has phrased it. I had no time to interfere and only added piles of discarded clothes to the setting. And these were cleared every day by a maid. So I entered my lavish suite kicked off my ballerinas, flopped on white leather sofa and closed my eyes.

***

I woke up with a start that made it clear, that my headache was still there. It was evening and someone was knocking on my door. I insisted on no Gilas in the building I lived in, just as I insisted on living among normal, if wealthy people, rather than in a fancy all Talon apartment complex few blocks from the HQ. Now I was suddenly reluctant to open the doors. "Ember?! Are you in there?" Garret. I sighed and dragged myself to the doors. "Hello commander" I tried to smile. "Come in and fix this shitty day". He did not smile just stepped over the threshold taking in my surely messy hair, crumpled suit and tired face. "What is wrong?" He asked dropping his duffel bag at the doors and pulling me into strong embrace. I closed my eyes breathing him in and feeling my headache and confusion melting away. But after a way too brief moment he pushed himself away to arms length and looked into my eyes. "What is going on Ember? You look so tired. And you missed the meeting today, the Archivist would not tell us anything, but Rose told me you went home feeling unwell so I come to check up on you."He said. "Wait a minute. What meeting?!" I felt an ugly suspicion rising. "Meeting with Vipers." He looked surprised and worried that I would ask. "The Archivist spoke in your name and got them in line, no worries. They are allowed to leave the organization under a long list of conditions, that shortly sums up to not killing, assaulting or terrorizing anyone ever and attending monthly meetings with their rehabilitation supervisors, new units consisting of one Talon employee and one Order's employee. Of course the agreement is only valid after you've approved it. From the looks on their faces no one is leaving for some time." He smiled to his thoughts.

I had plans for Vipers and this was not exactly what I would have gone for. I should be furious about Archivist bypassing me like that. But somehow it did not matter much. No, when Garret was here I was just relieved and thankful that things were taken care of. Suddenly I could breath freely and I thought that if only I could stay in his arms long enough I would heal and become whole again, the way I was before leaving Talon and the violent time that followed. I leaned in to kiss him and he answered crushing me to his chest. Then he lifted his head again and asked "Have you eaten?" Seemingly abandoning the topic of my bad looks. "No, I slept since noon. " Suddenly I could feel how hungry I was but at the same time I did not want to release him. "How about we order some tapas and eat here?" I pointed to the couch. He peered down at me and truly smiled for the first time since he saw me and I had a hard time trying to stay focused. There was my Garret, this intoxicating mixture of desire and disbelief in his gray eyes. "Give me a second to change, make yourself at home commander. Maybe order food, I want wine boiled chorizo, meat balls with tomato sauce and bacon wrapped dates big pile of each."

I winked at him and rushed to my bedroom and beyond to the walk in closet the size of an average apartment on Manhattan, as the real estate agent described it. There I quickly shed my office clothes and changed into oversized multicolor sweatpants and a knitted crop top. I turned and felt sudden apprehension about going back to the living room. My headache was on its way back and I just wanted to run as far away from Garret as possible, I sat on a chaise long in the middle of the closet. The boy was a nuisance putting it mildly, making me reckless and weak. The thoughts popped in and out of my head along with a passing stab of migraine until I heard his voice coming from somewhere close.

"Ember?" I exited the closet and found him standing at the doorstep to my bedroom. He quickly stepped outside, when he saw me, and I rushed to grab his hand. He sent me that worried look again. "Are you all right?" "Yes, was just changing." He looked me over doubtfully. "Food is here." He said. "Wow, that was fast." I chuckled slightly confused.

We ate talking about things we've been doing since we've last seen each other almost a month before. Garret got in touch with Order's Academy and tried to persuade them to provide much needed reinforcements sooner, than they meant it was possible. More and more survivors of Night of Fang and Fire surfaced all around the world and it was difficult to maintain his position as their leader. I sat buried neck-deep in documentation on Talon, that the Archivist deemed best suited to give me insight and understanding of Talon. I was also struggling to establish satisfactory level of authority. In other words both our lives sucked badly and we could not see the end of it. Afterwards I turned on some music and we went to the couch. Garret sat down in one corner and I nestled between his legs leaning sideways against his chest. I wanted to touch him, kiss him talk some more.

***

"Ember, better go to bed it's past eleven." Garret was shaking my arm lightly. Have I fallen asleep? Again!? "Don't leave me!" I blurted. "Stay with me Garret". He shifted under me. "My leg is sleeping. " He said and tried to stretch. "Let's go to bed then." I rose and he followed collecting his bag from the floor by the doors. I pointed him to guest bathroom and hurried to my own to brush my teeth. Then I slipped into the closet to change into shorts and oversized t-shirt with Toothless serving as pajamas. As soon as I slipped them on I rushed out and waited for Garret in the hall. He come out soon wearing only black boxer shorts, he was lean and tan, his hair bleached by the sun.

I felt my stomach twist with longing and dread, at the sight of him. I wanted him so much, yet I did not feel fit for passionate lovemaking. I was tired and haunted, Talon required things of me, that I doubted, he would accept. Going on like this was a torment for both of us, but we could not see any alternatives right now and I would not accept ending the relationship either. Garret was the only ray of sun in my existence, he loved me and I needed him, completely and desperately. Around him I was myself, battered and wan but myself, when he was gone I did not know who I was anymore.

I strode to him and hugged him tightly, which he returned with a purr. Then I caught his eyes and said solemnly "Garret I love you and I want to be close, but I have not been feeling well lately... And I know, that we don't see each other much, but I can't go all the way tonight. Actually I... might not want to do anything tonight" I felt lame, but he brushed hair off my temple, his expression soft. "It's okay. We are not obliged to do anything Ember. Let's get you to bed." He lifted me up and carried me to my bed, that was neatly made with fresh linens. He put me on the floor and lifted the comforter for me to crawl in. I laid down obediently and patted the pillow next to me. Garret slid under the covers beside me and the warmth of his body engulfed me as he put his arm around me and turned the bed lamp off. In the relative darkness of my bedroom with Garret so close all worries and problems seemed insubstantial, only his heartbeat was real, only the scent of his body and the warmth of his skin mattered. For the first time in weeks I fell into deep dreamless sleep.

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Problematic Atlas Quotes: Volumes 1-3

All of the places on Remnant put together have not produced as many jarring incongruities and mixed messages as Atlas. These are all quotes relating to Atlas that really stood out to me at the time and have stayed with me since.

Volume 1

Penny: I am combat ready! (Yeah, but are you ready for anything else? And who would send out a cute girl robot who was ONLY ready for combat?)

Weiss: The innocent never run, Yang! (Karmic law says that one will come back to bite your ass, Weiss.)

Penny: I don't have a lot of friends, but if I did, I would want them to talk to me about things. (We haven't seen this one come back around to Penny yet. Blake, yes. Penny, no.)

Volume 2

Ironwood: But ask yourself this: Do you honestly believe your children can win a war?

Ozpin: I hope they never have to. (Note that Ozpin believes they can. It's having to fight he considers a failure. Later revelations would make his view even more tragic.)

Ruby: But why not let us know you were okay?

Penny: I... was asked not to talk to you. Or Weiss. Or Blake. Or Yang. Anybody, really.

Ruby: Was your dad that upset?

Penny: No, it wasn't my father... (Ironwood speaks next. An early sign of Ironwood's controlling nature.)

Penny: I'm the world's first synthetic person capable of generating an Aura. (Tell me more.)

Penny: One day, it will be my job to save the world (The whole world? Seriously, tell me more.)

Penny: It's okay, Ruby. They're not bad people; I just don't want to get you in trouble. (And why would talking to you get Ruby in trouble? And why send her to a festival that encourages students to talk to each other if you won't let her talk?)

Penny: Just promise me you won't tell anyone else my secret. Okay?

Ruby: I promise.(If she HAD told Pyrrha, the whole debacle might not have happened. Will this come up again?)

Roman: As some of you may have heard, this right here... (Taps the giant mech) ...is Atlas's newest defense against all the scary things in the world. And thanks to my "employer", we've managed to snag a few before they, uh, "hit the shelves".  (Damn, Atlas, y'all got a lot worse security problems than Ruby.)

(The image of Penny dancing by herself at the ball surrounded by uniformed guards. Say what?)

Ironwood: Ruby, I feel it's appropriate to let you know that I think what you did last night is exactly what being a Huntress is all about. You recognized a threat. You took action. And you did the very best you could. (Ah well, that's nice. Doesn't entirely fit in with the rest of your character James, but it's nice.)

Ruby: Wait. You think this girl is connected to Torchwick and the White Fang?

Ozpin: It's possible. But we still lack the required evidence to link the two together.

Ruby: Actually, I... I think I remember her saying something about a hideout, or something, in the southeast. Just outside the Kingdom.

Ozpin: Interesting.

Glynda: I thought you said the intruder never—

Ozpin: Thank you for your cooperation, Ruby. Why don't you go and spend some time with your team? You have a big day ahead of you.

Ruby: Any time.

Ozpin: And Miss Rose, please try and be ... discreet about this matter.

Ruby: Yes sir. (This tells Ironwood several things. It tells him that Ruby will lie for Ozpin, that Ozpin will cover up Ruby's lie to protect her, and most importantly that Ruby and Ozpin TRUST EACH OTHER.)

Glynda: Why must your answer to everything involve a triumphant display of military bravado!? You treat every situation like it's a contest of measuring di—!

Ozpin: Glynda!

Glynda: Well, he does. (Tell me more, Glynda.)

Ozpin: You're a general, James. So tell me, when you prepare to go to war, which do you send in first? The flag bearers, or the scouts? (Why is a civilian Headmaster schooling a general with a lesson taught to greenhorn Lieutenants? And why does he have to?)

Ozpin:  We fought for countless reasons, one of which being the destruction of all forms of art and self-expression. (SOME kingdom has control issues.)

Glynda: You're a good person, James. You've always done what you think is best for the people, even against strong protest. It's admirable. But it's high time you stopped talking about trust and started showing it. (So Ironwood's trust issues are not new. Tell me more.)

Councilman 1: You've left us no choice! The Vytal Festival tournament cannot be broadcast, let alone held, if we are unable to ensure the safety of the citizens.

Councilman 1: Ahem... Therefore, we have reached out to the Atlas Council and together have decided that the best action is to appoint General Ironwood as head of security for the event.

Ironwood: Thank you, Councilman. Our Kingdom is happy to lend as many troops as it takes to ensure that the event runs smoothly and safely as possible.

Councilman 1: And we thank you, General.

Ozpin: Will that be all?

Councilman 1: For now. But after this festival comes to a close, we are going to have a serious discussion about your position at Beacon Academy. General Ironwood's reports over the last few weeks have left us somewhat... concerned. I am sure you understand.

Ironwood: This is the right move, Ozpin. I promise, I will keep our people safe, you have to trust me.(Damn dude, what did Glynda just say about trusting people? And why do you expect Ozpin to trust you when you clearly have tattled behind his back?)

Ironwood: You brought this on yourself. (Yeah, he did. By trusting you.)

Volume 3

I have already written a detailed post on the vast discrepancies between how Winter Schnee behaves and what she is trying to convey in her first scenes, titled "Snowbirds of a Feather". Suffice to say Ironwood isn't the only Atlesian sending mixed messages.

Ironwood: If you were one of my men, I would have you shot!

Qrow: If I was one of your men, I'd shoot myself.(So y'all have an acrimonious history as well. Okay.)

Goodwitch: While I wouldn't condone his behavior, retaliating like you did certainly didn't help the situation. ("Call yourself a grown-up? I've seen better behavior from first-year students! Why do I even have to say anything to you? Don't answer that.")

Qrow: You sent me to get intel on our enemy, and I'm telling you, our enemy is here.

Ironwood: We know.

Qrow: Oh! Oh, you know! Well, thank goodness I'm out there risking my life to keep you all informed!

Ironwood:Qrow-

Qrow: Communication's a two-way street, pal. You see this? That's the SEND button.

Winter: They had reason to assume you'd been compromised. (So, Ironwood, explain to me WHY, if you seriously think Qrow has been compromised, you haven't brought it up with HIS BOSS before now? Isn't that information kind of important?)

Qrow: Despite what the world thinks, we're not just teachers, or generals, or headmasters. The people in this room, the leaders of the other two academies, we're the ones that keep the world safe from the evils no one even knows about! It's why we meet behind closed doors, why we work in the shadows. So you tell me, James, when you brought your army to Vale, did you think you were being discreet, or did you just not give a damn!?

Ironwood: Discreet wasn't working. (Explain.)

 I'm here because this is what was necessary. (Explain.)

Qrow: You're here because Ozpin wanted you here! (Is it just me, or does anyone else think this sounds like it was an unpopular decision?)

Ciel: Ruby Rose. 15. Hails from Patch. Leader of Team RWBY. Status: Questionable. (Daaaammmn son. We need to talk. You ordered a full background check on a teenage girl just because she talked to your android? And then you gave it to your android's handler? And on top of all that, a gifted honor student from a multigenerational Huntsmen family who leads Beacon's first-year star team, who Ozpin clearly trusts, only rates as "Questionable"? Who doesn't rate as "Questionable"? Oh that's right. Qrow is also "Questionable", and so is Ozpin. Tell me, do you rate yourself as "Questionable"?)

Ciel: Penny? I believe it is best if we move on to our next location.

Penny: Could we have just a minute to talk? (No seriously, is Penny now not allowed any free time?)

Ciel: It's been precisely one minute, ma'am.(Apparently not.)

Penny: Ruby, there's something I've been wanting to talk to you about. I want to stay at Beacon.

Ruby: Penny, they'll never let you do that.

Penny: I know, but I have a plan.(Tell me more.)

Yang: You're from Atlas. What could we expect?

Weiss: Well, seeing as their Kingdom, academy and armed forces are all merged as one, I think we can expect strict, militant fighters with advanced technology and carefully rehearsed strategies.  ... Or whatever they are.(So even other Atlesians think Atlesians send mixed messages.)

Ironwood: For the past few years, Atlas has been studying Aura from a more scientific standpoint; how it works, what's it made of, how it can be used. We've made... significant strides. And we believe we've found a way to capture it.

Qrow: Capture it and cram it into something else. (Dude, exactly WHERE did Penny's Aura come from?)

Ironwood: What I believe and hope this to be is nothing more than the result of stress and adrenaline. When you're out on the battlefield, your judgment can become clouded in an instant. Sometimes you see things that simply aren't there. Even after the fight is past... (That answers that question. You don't trust yourself either. What happened to you?)

Ironwood: Ozpin, the girl... I-I can explain! (You've got a full scale Grimm invasion going on and you're more terrified of OZPIN? What did you do to create Penny, James? How ELSE have you betrayed Oz?)

Ironwood: Qrow! This isn't my doing! (Why did you automatically assume Qrow is attacking you instead of looking behind you? Guilt?)

This post is long enough already, so I'll finish later. While I may be overreacting to some of these statements, that doesn't explain all of them. It's looked from the beginning like there was something fishy going on in Atlas, especially having to do with Ironwood.

[punkscowardschampions]

Janis & Jimmy

Janis: [Okay, so I think you should go to Libi's room and help her get ready for nursey/fake get ready for school so then no one has any need to burst into the spare room and your idea is he can keep sleeping, whether you will be woken up by everyone else going about their day is up to you] Jimmy: [that's cute Libi will be buzzing and that boy does need to keep sleeping so I will let you] Janis: [she will, we gotta keep her away and distracted, fingers crossed mcvickers are also working and busy today, at least enough that we can get out later if we need to] Jimmy: [there's every chance you'll still get woken up by Cass blowing your phone up because obvs she'd be worried about you but at least that wouldn't be as early as Libi would rock up] Janis: [that makes sense, that will probably be before Janis comes back in the room, like when Cass and Bobby are up and getting ready to go to school 'cos we're likewise faking it] Jimmy: [yeah that's what I figured so I shall hit you up] Jimmy: You going to school? Janis: 🤫 Janis: just going for my oscar Jimmy: 👏👏🌹 Jimmy: What you gonna do to ❌📞 that takes it off you? Janis: I don't care if they know I'm bunking Janis: just didn't need them to come in and see you Jimmy: you could just go in Janis: well yeah, I could Jimmy: I get that you don't fancy it but Janis: You don't have to stay here Janis: or have me come with you Jimmy: 💭 about you, not me Janis: well it's nice of you to be worried about my education Janis: but there's no need Jimmy: even Lucas'd be a right laugh compared to me, is what I mean Jimmy: but there's no need to give him a 🏆 Janis: not about to give him anything 💔 Janis: school's never a laugh, weren't planning to go anyway Jimmy: he'll have to wait a bit for the 💌 you wrote with your other hand Janis: That's DISGUSTING Janis: how dare you Jimmy: 🤐 Janis: my hands have been busy nursing you, nothing else Jimmy: secret's safe with me, mate Janis: yeah, likewise Janis: as I'm out the house for a while, do you want anything? Jimmy: I'm alright Janis: 👌 Janis: Left the 💊s in there if you want more Jimmy: 👍 Janis: Did you get your keys last night? Jimmy: Spare'll be [whatever random location it is] Janis: as long as you can get back in Jimmy: be piss easy to break in if we had to, nowt to worry about Janis: you can't move that fast Jimmy: don't have to, that's what I'd be bringing you for Janis: really Janis: didn't sound keen 5 minutes ago Jimmy: I dunno what you're on about, Joanne Janis: 👍 at me dickhead Jimmy: [a picture of him doing it like there you go] Janis: 😒 Janis: SO pleased your terrible sense of humour hasn't been affected Jimmy: *😁 Jimmy: can't have you missing me, girl Janis: I'm getting bagels, no time to miss you Jimmy: sounds fake, that Janis: you DON'T believe I'm getting bagels? Janis: bit weird, that Jimmy: who the fuck eats bagels outside of the CG? Janis: excuse me Janis: why are you judging my breakfast choices Jimmy: no need to go there to call in sick for me, I can @ my own 👻 manager Janis: I'm obviously 👀 for Pete now you ain't in my way Jimmy: that'd be about right Jimmy: can believe that Janis: you should Janis: very true, very real Jimmy: very 💔 an' all OBVS Janis: I'm sure he'll still hit you up from time to time Jimmy: weren't worried about him Janis: me either, tbh Janis: 😎 and laidback that one Jimmy: there you go then Janis: I’m well concerned about your lack of appetite Janis: Who even are ya Jimmy: SO funny, you Jimmy: never heal if you keep on making me 😂 Janis: That’s why I’m being so 😠😔😒😑 Janis: No 🤡 behaviour Jimmy: 😭🤡🎻 only Jimmy: I get it Janis: You don’t do Italian do you? Jimmy: 🐩🥖🧄🥐🧅🍷🍾 Janis: Of course Janis: sad mime is perfect for you Jimmy: DUH Janis: was thinking Pierrot but you can make it work Janis: Don’t they ALL do French? Unlucky Jimmy: 😭🤡🎻 Janis: Je suis désolée Janis: Yes, I’m very talented, you can @ em Jimmy: [does because no shame and very easy to make that sound saucy and goals especially because they aren't going to school] Janis: 😏 alright I believe it’s you again Jimmy: but do you miss me yet? Janis: Do you want me to miss you? Jimmy: 🤏 Janis: Then in that case I can’t Jimmy: bit rude but alright Janis: s’rude ‘cos you expect me to only miss you a bit Janis: that I can’t do Jimmy: you asked what I want Jimmy: I don't want you to be 💔 Janis: I’m not Janis: I’m coming back once there’s no chance they’ll be coming back Janis: Unless you ain’t gonna be there Jimmy: Do you wanna stay here? Janis: I’m not 100% on their plans Janis: might be easier to be at yours? At least til Ian is home Jimmy: long as you can keep the 🐕 off me Janis: you know she’ll be all over me only Janis: her 😍 are real Jimmy: til I've got something she wants to eat Jimmy: might have to eat your hipster 🥯 here, dickhead Janis: 1. You’re rude and hangry 2. I still won’t let you get ravaged by anybody Jimmy: hang on, I'll send a tweet about not deserving you Jimmy: 🗑 the one I were about to send to Helena now I get why she's always fuming Janis: With big 🍈🍈s Janis: We can get you drugs Janis: Do you want to go drs today? Jimmy: What kind of question is that? Janis: Say you’re a 😎 boy and got in a brawl Janis: If they ask Jimmy: ✔ Janis: Don’t have to Janis: But you would get your own supply Janis: There’s other ways though, I can do it Jimmy: It's a 🥇💡 Jimmy: I just Janis: I get it Janis: I mean I think Janis: It’s a risk Jimmy: if we only get one go at it Jimmy: I might end up wishing I'd waited for worse Janis: It’s alright Janis: I can sort it Jimmy: What does that mean? Janis: I can get you some Janis: No need for Helena or doctor Jimmy: how? Janis: Why ask? Jimmy: 'cause I know you're not making that much 🐕🏃💰 for a start Janis: It’s not that pricey Janis: My dad was a drug dealer you reckon I don’t know any that’ll give me a discount? Jimmy: I don't reckon you should bother Janis: Look Janis: You remember my cousin, Astrid? Jimmy: yeah Janis: Her dad still is Janis: He’d sort me out so someone else didn’t Jimmy: and what if it gets back to someone in your massive family? Janis: He’s not that bothered Janis: Long as he gets enough cash Jimmy: alright, but Ian's paying, you're not Janis: got no problem with that Jimmy: You coming back first or what? Janis: Yes Janis: You’ve got the rest of the ones I took last night Janis: I need to see you Jimmy: Oi, that's what I were gonna say Janis: Say it then Jimmy: come here Jimmy: I miss you Janis: Okay Janis: [come back and you’ve clearly brought him some breakfast and made tea before you came up] Jimmy: [kiss her immediately because we're starting out extra] Janis: [when you’re trying really hard to be gentle and careful ‘cos it is an effort to NOT get caught up in the feelings of it all] Jimmy: [soz to add to the frustration you already feel at being injured and basically having to hide boy cos we all know you likewise wanna just go in and can't] Janis: [we’re so rude, when you finally pull away just looking him over and then looking in his eyes ‘cos best indicator of everything tbh ‘morning’] Jimmy: [never backing down from eye contact even if he probably should rn because we're struggling not just on the physical level but also with his big brother guilt but obvs we're saying it back as we fix her hair because you can't tell me he didn't mess it up just then considering how little else they can touch] Janis: [likewise fixing his as if that’s top priority rn but actually the excuse to touch his hair and face and anything we can is all we need ‘you got some sleep’ because you can’t tell me she didn’t stay up and watch him whilst the drugs low-key knocked him out] Jimmy: [a look like did you because you can't tell me that he isn't worried that she didn't when he's 100% that bitch] Janis: [‘you aren’t that fun to look at’ but a look like that’s not true obvs 😍] Jimmy: [😍 af back because we're essentially saying that she is without actually saying it] Janis: [lowkey shoving that mug at him like now drink ‘cos it’s a love language honey] Jimmy: [drinking it but obvs giving the 😍 still the entire time and I like to think that she put extra sugar in it like my boo does for me sometimes so he's tasted that and done a lil smile because we're in love] Janis: [for your strength boy, definitely, smiling back ‘cos likewise and cannot help it ‘what do you want to do today?’ Like the world is our oyster and we’ve not got all the limitations, sweeping his hair out of his face and throwing out ridiculous suggestions ‘London? New York? Tokyo?’] Jimmy: ['Amsterdam, obvs' because you literally get offered hard drugs when you're just walking about that's a true story and he is genuinely worried about her having to do this even though we know Drew is basically harmless at this point he doesn't] Janis: [‘druggie’ but we’re being playful not actually shady, dramatically rolling our eyes and tutting, that said about Drew if he’s not with his missus or another woman yet he might tell your mum but we can use that if we wanna] Jimmy: [yeah I think he will have just got out of prison if I have my timeline correct so it's likely he's not with her yet and that's worth noting, but Jimothy is just playfully nudging the bae with his good side] Janis: [probably thirsty for some Alison attention then tbf, but for now we’re rolling up last nights sleeping bag like we’re packing for Amsterdam] Jimmy: [eat your breakfast boy and give her a begrudging nod because the bagel is actually nice] Janis: [‘I didn’t get it from CG’ like that’s why it’s nice lol] Jimmy: ['wouldn't have you back yet if you had done' do he mean that it's always busy and he's not there working doing the most or do he mean because Pete might be working or both haha] Janis: [‘called that about him’ and we 😉] Jimmy: ['he'll be chuffed to bits that you get him'] Janis: [‘I’ll be chuffed when I do’ and putting the sleeping bag away and sitting back down with him] Jimmy: [putting his head on her shoulder like we're so forlorn and pouty about this] Janis: [‘should’ve never of introduced us’ like he did not lol, we tugging at his pouty lip with our fingers to switch it up] Jimmy: ['I never' when he can still get the words out before she's got his lip lol but then we're just giving her a LOOK because that's distracting excuse you gal] Janis: [a LOOK back that’s like yeah I regret it also because it was distracting and now we’re like] Jimmy: [running his thumb across her bottom lip because we always do that and also like well I've got this good hand here we can make use of] Janis: [ACTUALLY pouting because we can’t do anything to him ‘you’ll get out of breath’ brag but true] Jimmy: [😏 because we love the brag 'I'll live' like it already hurts anyway so what does he care is very much the attitude here now since we can't pretend we're fine this time because she knows] Janis: [‘yeah and I wanna kill you’ like that’s the problem ‘we could just-‘ and kissing him with our hands dramatically up like remember the rules] Jimmy: ['it's still gonna hurt' said as we kiss her really intensely anyway so she knows we think it's worth it] Janis: [making a noise in protest but it just sounds hot ‘cos we cannot protest enough for it to be meaningful rn with how much we wanna] Jimmy: [and we all know whenever she makes any kind of noise she gets one back so that really won't help the protest soz] Janis: [we are going in as much as remotely capable rn] Jimmy: [hard same so I hope you took those painkillers jimothy] Janis: [you’re young and hardy and in love so even though you are injured you’ll be okay I think] Jimmy: [the feels will get you through it] Janis: [you can’t help yourselves we can’t help that] Jimmy: [you've gotta do what you've gotta do lads and I respect that] Janis: [we’ll make you do an ice bath or something else to help you later it’s okay we’re looking after you as well as, just looking at him with so much love] Jimmy: [snuggling as best we can because 1. we don't want her to go back out 2. the love 3. we know she didn't get hardly any sleep and we want her to] Janis: [‘we should go to yours before we get comfortable’ but we’re not moving yet] Jimmy: [a noise like mhmmm yes we should but we're not moving either and we're just doodling on her with our fingertip like shh go to sleep] Janis: [kinda chasing his finger with ours around and then doing a little thumb war moment] Jimmy: [that's so cute and you're 1000% getting that look of love returned] Janis: [big yawn ‘you need a double bed’] Jimmy: [playing with her hair because she's adorable and we're redoubling our efforts to get her to fall asleep 'I'll @ Ian in a bit, he'll be chuffed to sort it for us' we all know he is on his best behaviour for at least a while after this kind of thing has happened so we're not even joking really] Janis: [‘braid it if you like’ amused because we know it’s a mess, moreso when we start furiously shaking our head like no no don’t mention him ‘we’ll steal this one’ which is an amusing mental image, mcvickers like excuse me lol] Jimmy: [he is braiding it even though she was taking the piss because he's got a sister and shit parents so he obviously can and will be making a rose out of paper or something for that throwback when he's done 'if you carry it' because remember when he had to carry that desk, there's no chance haha] Janis: [when that’s shaken you to your core because it’s so soft and intimate and you can’t, just nodding like yes I will do that] Jimmy: [just having that soft moment] Janis: [‘you’re...’ and just shaking our head ‘I wish I could explain you’ and poking him in the cheek like how dare you] Jimmy: [presenting her with this 🌹 you've crafted before you stick it in her hair like look how much of a Pinterest mum art hoe I am, I get why you're speechless because #goals '@ Bill he'll give you a hand, might do with the bed an' all' playfully push her down like poltergeist energy which is accidentally saucy af] Janis: [when it’s genuinely impressive but you’ve got to take the piss because it’s too much all ‘round ‘been going to see Asia’s ma, yeah?’ A look like such a hun babe but we’re literally shhed by this sauciness full 😳 because we can’t even fight back or anything to diffuse the tension] Jimmy: [poke her in her 😳 cheek because gotta take the piss too for the same reason] Janis: [‘dickhead’ and going to get up like right we must go now] Jimmy: [stopping her from going but in a soft way not like !!!!!! because he doesn't want to go home yet even though it makes more logical sense] Janis: [‘you can’t go out the window’ like if they come back we won’t be able to sneak you out ‘that said-‘ because we understand not wanting to go back even though Ian is not there ‘-if they come back, we could be quiet til they go again’ because they have no reason to go in the spare room] Jimmy: [an anxious lip bite that he can't stop himself from doing because they are hiding here and it's nice but when they go back it'll feel real again and he'll be watching the clock for when Bobby's back because that's a whole thing of not wanting him to know that he's hurt but knowing that there's shit he won't be able to do in terms of big brother duties even before you get into the Ian-ness of it all but she's not wrong that it makes sense for them to go for that reason and because Twix but DUH that's all too real and emosh to express when you can just instead take the piss about not being able to be quiet so we're obvs doing that instead] Janis: [immediately going to squeeze his hand when the lip bite and then retracting like oh too serious but we’re kinda stuck like well what do we do though] Jimmy: [the audacity of this boy then being like okay come on let's go as if he didn't just stop her in her tracks] Janis: [tryna roll with it regardless because it’s not our struggle so we’ll go either way] Jimmy: [hold hands as you strut on over the road lads, we all know he's gonna smoke even though he isn't supposed to, tut tut] Janis: [not asking for/taking one ourselves to show our disapproval] Jimmy: [a look like ? because in no world has he not noticed this] Janis: [a look like don’t be daft] Jimmy: [passing her the 🚬 like are you gonna take this or what] Janis: [‘you’re alright’] Jimmy: [looking at her again like why are you being weird but not saying anything] Janis: [looks at him like why are YOU smoking dickhead but likewise we’re not saying stop or anything] Jimmy: [thank god it's a short walk so shit can't get too tense] Janis: [not trying to start an argument about it] Jimmy: [get in the house please and see what carnage you're gonna be greeted with because Jimothy has not been there to tidy up and Twix will be feral] Janis: [oh twix gal, just waving him up the stairs like you go, I’ve got this] Jimmy: [trying to get her to come with you like leave it even though you know she won't] Janis: [obviously not, but we will come up to tell him we’re gonna take her for a quick walk] Jimmy: [lowkey fuming because he can't do anything like he doesn't even ever want to take Twix for a walk but it's not the point so he's just 😒 because it's obvs not her fault and we don't wanna be a dick] Janis: Won’t have time to miss me Jimmy: What else have you got planned for me to do? Janis: Well she’s going for a piss Janis: Have a race Jimmy: 👍 Janis: Hmm, could be a bit more enthusiastic Jimmy: might do when you have a more 🥇💡 Janis: I’ll get to 💭 Jimmy: ⏲ Janis: You ain’t going anywhere, boy Jimmy: it's you who reckons you won't be long out Janis: Okay admit you miss me already Jimmy: or what? Janis: what do you reckon Jimmy: I reckon that's a question instead of an answer Janis: Pot kettle Jimmy: 🙄 Janis: 🙄🙄 Jimmy: 🙄🙄🙄 Janis: Is this you having fun, like? Janis: Mission accomplished for me Jimmy: just you asking questions you already know the answer to, nowt else Janis: Already got you food Janis: What else do you reckon I can achieve in 5 minutes 🤔 Jimmy: loads obvs Jimmy: that kind of mate and fake boyfriend, me Janis: Delusional ✅ Jimmy: *dead supportive of owt you might wanna achieve, more like Jimmy: 💪🏆🥇 Janis: *for your own benefit only Jimmy: bit rude Jimmy: what makes you 😁☀ does me, Jules, you know that Janis: SO sincere Jimmy: Tah, I'll take my 🏆 whenever Janis: You can have whatever you like today Janis: The rules Jimmy: sounds fake, that Janis: Don’t act like I don’t give you EXACTLY what you want Jimmy: never said that Jimmy: but I don't want owt 'cause you feel sorry for me Janis: It’s not like that though is it Janis: That’s if it’s unwarranted Janis: Getting beat up IS shit undeniably Jimmy: I just don't want it to get like that, alright Jimmy: he fucks up enough bollocks for me Jimmy: without making this weird Janis: Okay Janis: Fair enough, I mean Janis: But I’ve already said I can’t just pretend you ain’t injured when you are, so that’s the bare minimum Jimmy: I heard, you're alright Jimmy: be enough of that going about Janis: And you know feeling bad that you have to put up with this shit doesn’t mean I think it’s your fault Jimmy: it were my fault Jimmy: he's a knobhead, I get that, but I give him loads of chances to be a massive one with what I do Janis: You’re not doing that for no reason though Janis: Not that it’s an excuse for overkill anyway Jimmy: when I've literally had a plan to make him fuming I don't get to be all 🎻💔😭 that he is Jimmy: or even 😒🌧 Janis: Your plan ain’t to get the shit kicked out of you Janis: It’s for the kids Janis: He’s the one fucking up Jimmy: I knew what would happen Jimmy: I'm not a kid Jimmy: and he's been like this since I were Janis: Just because you knew it’d happen, don’t mean that’s why you did it, that’s all I’m saying Janis: You’ve got a plan and you don’t have to feel like a dickhead about acknowledging how shit it is even if you knew it’d happen Janis: It’s a byproduct not the end result and he’s still a tosser for it, not you Jimmy: I feel like a dickhead 'cause this plan's for nowt Jimmy: you said it before, it's not working or gonna Jimmy: only way he's ever chucking his job in or doing owt else is if it suits him, it don't matter what I do Janis: You can always force someone’s hand Janis: You just need to rethink and keep thinking Jimmy: you can always let someone down an' all Janis: You’re never gonna be the one making them stay here, that’s on him Jimmy: I'm the only one who's about to make it better, that's on me Jimmy: and I've not Janis: It isn’t your fault that that’s impossible Jimmy: I don't want our kid 💭 owt's impossible, he's 6 Janis: It’s fucked up Jimmy: yeah Janis: and it is Janis: but he ain’t the only one Janis: there’s groups and shit that might actually help a kid his age Jimmy: well social him, he'd be 😁😁😁 about that Jimmy: I can't do everything and be everywhere Janis: alright Janis: never mind Jimmy: if you're volunteering to go sign for him, Libi'll chuffed an' all that you're practising Janis: Just leave it out yeah Jimmy: alright, calm down Janis: I am calm Jimmy: 👍 Janis: He can come now Janis: So I’m gonna be a while longer Jimmy: right Janis: Shouldn’t be ages Janis: He can’t be far Janis: #parolelife Jimmy: Dunno if it's meant to be comforting or what that you know a shite drug dealer Janis: Shit drug dealers still have good drugs so what’s it matter Jimmy: what's it matter that he's been caught before? Oh I dunno, mate Jimmy: must just be paranoid, me Janis: 🙄 Janis: No one gets done for personal use, you won’t get in trouble Janis: Anyway he just got out so he’s super paranoid himself Jimmy: don't 🙄 @ me for being bothered about you, dickhead Janis: But I’m fine, seriously Janis: It’s safer than stealing helenas even Jimmy: I'll leave it out then Jimmy: 🤐 Janis: You can Jimmy: I just said that, yeah Janis: I mean, worrying about me is not ever something you need to add to your to-do list Janis: I take care of myself Jimmy: never said owt else Janis: 👌 Jimmy: 👌 Janis: not making it weird remember Janis: you need the drugs, I can get them without having to do anything crazy Janis: I’ve known him all my life, my ma hers basically, it’s chill Jimmy: you heard me say I were leaving it out Janis: yeah Janis: I heard Jimmy: no need to try and convince me of owt then Janis: sure Janis: No need to chat til I’ve got your shit then Jimmy: if that's what you want Jimmy: in a bit Janis: I just need to focus Jimmy: alright Janis: there’s too much bullshit to explain Jimmy: It's alright Jimmy: don't need your life story Janis: 👍 Jimmy: *👋 Janis: [however long that actually takes, come back and throw these at him ‘you only need one, and don’t take another til tonight if you can’t sleep’] Jimmy: [IRL 👍] Janis: [awkwardly hanging round for a bit before going downstairs to sort the dog out with food water etc] Jimmy: come here Janis: why Jimmy: why not? Janis: I’m a bit busy Janis: So if you’re not dying, like Jimmy: you'll be fuming if I come to you, know what you're like Janis: seriously Jimmy: just come here Janis: [show up like what] Jimmy: [a look like no come as close to me as physically possible thank you] Janis: [holding out for a hot sec but we’re begrudgingly coming over ‘what?’ bemused like] Jimmy: [a soft 'hey' as we playfully but softly tug on the braid we did earlier because we love and missed you gal and we wish you didn't have to just do that but it means a lot that you did] Janis: [trying to shrug him off because we know lowkey we're gonna get in a lot of trouble if Drew does tell for all the reasons] Jimmy: [will not be shrugged off and will instead cuddle you because we know something is wrong obvs] Janis: ['ugh, you're so needy' but we're 😏 like bants and not pushing him away because that'd be a step too far even if we are in a mood] Jimmy: [kissing her neck as if she's challenged us to be needier by saying that] Janis: ['oi...' like distracting, 'scuse me] Jimmy: [doing it again but softer] Janis: ['what are you- why are-' stopping 'cos both stupid questions] Jimmy: [just looking at her like ? but also 😍] Janis: ['aren't you mad at me?' genuine q 'cos think he is] Jimmy: ['what for?' another genuine question because we're clearly not] Janis: ['no need to go over a convo we already didn't wanna have'] Jimmy: ['I've got nowt to be fuming at you for, not that massive of a dickhead' because she's literally doing everything to help him] Janis: [nods like okay because we're truly not trying to beef if he's not 'you don't want my life story, I heard'] Jimmy: ['what I said were I don't need it, I told you ages ago, it's up to you what you wanna tell me' we still mean that, we're not trying to get the goss here like one of the gals] Janis: [laying down on this bed and sighing 'it'll be fine'] Jimmy: [lying on her in a very Twix manner like this will cheer you] Janis: [just reacting like can you please be careful omg but a lil smile 'you're a nerd'] Jimmy: [writes 'you' on her and draws the 🤓 'nowt's changed just 'cause you've one upped Helena this time'] Janis: [IRL 🤞] Jimmy: [signs 'I promise' because we all want it to be fine] Janis: ['don't care anyway, it'll just be a lot'] Jimmy: ['I don't need to worry about you, I heard' but we clearly are] Janis: ['worry's the wrong word'] Jimmy: ['is it?'] Janis: ['it'll be a timesuck' pausing like this is just being confusing and I cba 'he isn't just Astrid's dad'] Jimmy: ['Who else is he?' Oh boy you're not ready for what we've done with this family tree] Janis: [rolling our eyes then closing them like it's nothing but a chore/embarrassment and not a mess that hurts us all 'let's see, my half sister's dad, my dead sister's dad, dad's adopted brother...what else? Oh, he tried to fuck my oldest sister, that's about the latest incestual connection we tried to make happen'] Jimmy: [let's take a moment to appreciate the genuine shock, confusion and wtfness of his expression even if Janis can't see it because her eyes are closed] Janis: [lol soz to just unload that on you boy but we're in a preemptive mood about all those people coming at us potentially, literally sounds like it doesn't make sense 'he fucked my ma and her partner, they both had kids with him, the white ones, he lived with my dad growing up, who they also fucked but just my ma got knocked up by him'] Jimmy: ['is he gonna tell your mum?' cos lbr that's what is important here, not the messiness of Ali and Carly which you can think about on your own time if you want boy] Janis: ['might do' 'cos we really don't know 'obviously not in the good books since the whole trying to get off with an 18 year old thing, he might reckon it'll work, he's clearly pretty thick'] Jimmy: [a look like fuck's sake and you still thought it was a good idea to go meet and get drugs off him] Janis: [a look like duh] Jimmy: [just shaking his head because we're not trusting ourselves to say anything rn with how fuming we are/how much we already have to worry and feel guilty about] Janis: ['it's not like he's gonna bother again, not really his type anyway' and a little tap like come on] Jimmy: [the most unamused sound ever] Janis: [just like pfftt in response 'I know I was safe'] Jimmy: [a sigh in response 'and you know I don't want owt if it might fuck you over, that's been part of the plan since there were one'] Janis: ['I don't care, I can handle them so you can have some painkillers' shrugging like I was just saying, not saying I shouldn't have] Jimmy: [about to say that he cares because duh but doesn't because it's extra and she's being really casual] Janis: [sitting up dramatically like fuck this 'I am going to work though' like we just realized how much this all is and we gotta bounce] Jimmy: [going against not wanting to be extra immediately by stopping her from going in a more !! way than we did last time because we don't ever want her to go but especially not like this] Janis: ['don't' like we can't keep doing this 'you've got all you need'] Jimmy: [the actual 💔 on his face though because OUCH] Janis: [oh gal, when you immediately wanna take it back and you literally like go back towards him to say something but you don't 'cos you think that's not fair, so we're biting our lip and blurting out 'see you later' as we run] Jimmy: [oh lads, the drama] Janis: [ugh, idk how you're gonna come back from this hun, we're gonna have to give it some time for sure] Jimmy: [these dogs just going on the longest walk they ever have lol] Janis: [when you've burnt all your bridges everywhere if Drew blabs tehe, just gotta weigh up all your options here] Jimmy: [are we gonna say he does or no?] Janis: [I think it makes sense to do it to ramp it all up] Jimmy: [agreed and we know Drew would] Janis: [he's got form, and then you lowkey have an excuse to hit him up later/stay/so then Ian can't do shit again either] Jimmy: [it's coming together honey] Janis: [we could also do some sibling moment when this does come out if you wanna] Jimmy: [I'm always down for that] Janis: ['cos we can always do Grace but also Billie probably is not gonna be happy gal] Jimmy: [the Drew of it all will upset her for sure] Janis: [we're all triggered] Jimmy: [Tess gonna be livid thinking she's not realised someone else in this fam has a drug habit] Janis: [lol @ the habit it looks like you have, straight up pain pills] Jimmy: [you really have triggered your mother into thinking about Carly's accidental OD] Janis: [lordy the argument we're gonna have to have, hooray] Jimmy: [derailing ourselves here but I do love the drama that will blatantly ensue] Janis: [soz for the level you don't need this and we are fully aware of that fact which makes it worse but] Jimmy: [I just hope Rio don't try and weigh in on this in a big sister way cos gal no] Janis: [you know she will but luckily we can only reference this lol] Jimmy: [we could literally have Tess ban her from the house and Libi off the back of this if we want, like that's enough considering this fam's history] Janis: [it is, I can restart this convo with all this in mind like this evening, assumedly late like when everyone's gone to bed] Jimmy: [go for it boo] Janis: you still not want me to run away? Jimmy: What kind of question is that? Janis: just answer it Janis: it's time sensitive Jimmy: don't be a dickhead Jimmy: 'course I don't want you to piss off again Janis: then I need a place to stay Janis: for a bit Jimmy: you know where the spare is Janis: thanks Jimmy: it's nowt Janis: not to me Jimmy: alright then Janis: I'll be quiet when I come in Janis: I just need the bed Jimmy: it don't matter, you can't wake him with a slamming door and I know my sister ain't 😴 Janis: It'll take me a while to get there Janis: no buses at this am Jimmy: you need picking up? Janis: nah Janis: I need the walk Janis: and you don't need to drive right now Jimmy: I'm not off my head on any 💊s if that's what's bothering you Janis: you're also in a sling Janis: even if it were me that did it not a dr Jimmy: and what, I'm the first dickhead to drive one handed? least I wouldn't be pissing about texting with the other one Janis: I wanna walk, don't worry Jimmy: 👍 Janis: Sorry about earlier Janis: and this too, whilst we're at it Jimmy: you can leave it out Jimmy: told you before apologies do my head in Janis: clearly my aim, like Jimmy: 🏆 Janis: right Janis: 🥇 Jimmy: or nowt, exactly Janis: nowt very impressive about that Jimmy: I dunno, something to be said for how fast you 🏃 out of here Janis: Well I weren''t helping Janis: was trying to undo some of the shit I'd blabbed and done already, believe it or not Jimmy: got no reason not to believe you Janis: don't reckon me couch surfing is remotely helpful/works in my favour there but whatever Jimmy: I get that you've got it in your head that I only do owt when it benefits me but Janis: not saying that Janis: I did but not in that context Jimmy: whatever you �� girl Janis: don't 'cos I fucking didn't Jimmy: I'm not thick, I were there AND I understand context Janis: Don't act like you know what I meant better than I do Jimmy: not doing a scene Jimmy: your motivations are up to you Janis: yeah Janis: you don't need to tell me Jimmy: 🤐 Janis: never mind Jimmy: how much trouble you in? Janis: it's a matter of opinion, really Janis: everyone's got one an' all Jimmy: if you haven't already said it were me, you should do Jimmy: not a stretch with the accent and that Janis: that's assumed Janis: even if we're all assuming I'm a druggie now, they've at least been nice enough to reckon I'm not doing it alone Jimmy: that you'd come from a family of romantics were assumed an' all Janis: already told you about the multiple baby daddies and child bride nonsense Janis: no sherlock points for putting that together Jimmy: you're assuming I didn't before that but alright Janis: always saying you ain't a mind reader Jimmy: don't need to be Jimmy: SUCH a romantic, you Janis: ha ha Jimmy: 💕🌹 Janis: we get it, I'm as romantic as you are funny Jimmy: Tah very much Janis: Well everyone's being dramatic as fuck anyway Janis: why I couldn't get out 'til now Jimmy: but you're alright? Janis: yeah Janis: I just can't be around mum, she can't be around me, either or Janis: not allowed 'round nans, officially, as they can happily kick me out without it being rude Janis: and my sister is trying to kidnap me as if she's not actively fucking up her own kids like mother of the year Jimmy: you can stay here long as you want, I promise not to let Ian or my sister chuck you out Jimmy: 🐕 might kidnap you though Janis: They won't know I'm here Janis: and not even my grandparents actually know where your house is Jimmy: Libi does Janis: 🤞 we're above interrogating a 4 year old Jimmy: I'll cross what I can Jimmy: long as you don't get mardy about it Janis: got my own problems now Jimmy: thank GOD Janis: I'm not in the mood Jimmy: I got that Janis: you could act like it then Jimmy: alright Jimmy: in a bit then Janis: yeah maybe Janis: might come tomorrow night instead Jimmy: do what you like Janis: that's the other option Jimmy: meaning what? Janis: it's pretty obvious Jimmy: shouldn't be hard to 🗨 then Janis: I didn't want to stay Janis: I asked you Jimmy: Bollocks Jimmy: if you didn't want to stay you wouldn't have asked me fuck all, you'd already have pissed off Jimmy: having said nowt, same as before Janis: no, actually Janis: because I give a shit about not making it worse for you Jimmy: what were it you said? act like it then Janis: fuck you you literally couldn't care less Jimmy: based on what? Jimmy: all the times I've literally said I do or all the times I've shown you it Janis: based on I try to have an actual conversation with you and you won't Janis: you don't wanna hear it Jimmy: you don't wanna 🗨 it, more like Jimmy: unless it's bollocks about how unbothered you are Janis: I've not been the one making shit jokes this whole time Jimmy: you're the one who pissed off earlier Jimmy: and chats about how you might show up Jimmy: like I haven't been worried about you this whole time Janis: You know why I left earlier because I told you that too Janis: and nothing about this conversation has made me want to stay any more, sorry about that Jimmy: if you gave the slightest shit I wouldn't have to beg you not to fucking leave me in the first place Janis: that's no more fair than me saying you don't care 'cos you're gonna leave Jimmy: What weren't fair is you being fake about what would happen when I said yeah to you getting the 💊 Janis: Because I could predict all of this Jimmy: you didn't have to act like it was nowt Jimmy: piss easy compared to nicking off Helena, you said Janis: and it was Janis: not my fault he reckons this will score him any points Jimmy: fuck's sake Janis: if he had any sense he'd see how bad it makes him look, it was 50/50 and I lost Janis: so what, you needed them Jimmy: so what? Jimmy: 'course I don't wanna hear how fucked it all is now there's nowt I can do about it other than feel like a massive dickhead Jimmy: it's my fault, you should've told me Janis: doesn't matter what I told you I would've done it anyway Jimmy: yeah, I really wanna hear that an' all Janis: what, that I don't do exactly what you tell me to Janis: must sting, sure Jimmy: that you don't care what I 💭 Jimmy: it does Janis: it's not all about you Jimmy: it weren't you who needed them, dickhead Janis: I got 'em though Janis: even if it weren't meant to get back to my entire fucking fam, it's still nice to get one over on 'em regardless Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: forget I said owt then Jimmy: you're obvs #thriving Janis: don't remember asking for your judgment either so easily done Jimmy: make up your mind, you've either got problems and I'm the twat who won't let you 🗨 about them or you regret nowt and you'd do it all again given the chance Janis: They ain't mutually exclusive, believe it or not Janis: I don't need to regret it to still be fucked over by it Jimmy: convenient, that Janis: yeah, it's well convenient having to beg a bed off you Jimmy: about as much as me apparently having to force you not to go anywhere else Janis: apparently, fuck off Janis: what'd be the point in that, attention? Janis: I'm good for it Jimmy: how one sided to do you wanna make this sound? Jimmy: you literally said the only reason you're hanging about is so I'm not 🎻💔😭 Jimmy: fuck that Janis: I said I would so you didn't have to think up yet another lie about where I am and why Janis: 'scuse me for not giving you more to do Jimmy: yeah, that's what'd bother me about you being gone Janis: I know it wouldn't be ideal Jimmy: I don't give a shit about my to-do list, you twat Janis: don't call me a twat Janis: twat Jimmy: stop being one Janis: alright Janis: truce Jimmy: 🤝 Janis: 🤝 Jimmy: bit rude that we can't start this whole day over Jimmy: probably would've gone loads better if we had nicked the 🛏 Janis: we'd both have room to sleep anyway Janis: and desire to, like Jimmy: the sofa's massive Jimmy: we could just sleep there Janis: weird flex Janis: but we could Jimmy: might be if I'd bought it Janis: save your money for rehab, junkie scum Jimmy: 💕 Jimmy: as meet cutes go Jimmy: I'm gonna be SO chuffed to bits to see you there, my dear Janis: bit awkward when Helena waltzes in Jimmy: Bill's 👻'll sort it before there's a proper love triangle, we're alright Jimmy: sounds fake that she'd be capable of owt like 💃 any road Janis: DUH Janis: the back pain ain't real, babe Jimmy: bit awkward that she looks like that then Jimmy: 🐪💔 Janis: shut up, you're ALWAYS going on about her 🍈🍈 Jimmy: that's you bringing her MASSIVE tits up Jimmy: I've never even 👀 Janis: I know the 😎 ain't 'cos you're blind, mate Jimmy: but I am as 🥇 as one of their 🐕s, babe Jimmy: proper dedicated to you, me Janis: that's the right level of 🤮🤮 Jimmy: There you go Janis: well done you 👏 Janis: tweeting it ain't a great use of my phone's battery though so I'll leave it Jimmy: can take care of you for a bit now you're 🤮🤮 there's nowt else I want, duh Janis: natural order has been restored for you  🦶🪓 Jimmy: 😁 Janis: 💕 Jimmy: least it'll stop you going Jimmy: and I won't have to 🥺🥺🥺 Janis: I never said you were gonna 🥺🥺🥺 Jimmy: but I'll have a go now if it'll do owt to get you here Janis: I'll come Janis: I want to Jimmy: UGH FINE, I'll put my 📷 down Janis: 😁 instead Janis: seemed a bit fake, tbh Jimmy: [of course we are] Jimmy: 💔 the lighting ain't 🔥 Janis: I know, I look mental with the 🔦 right now Jimmy: could've looked 🥇 in the 🚗 but you said no Jimmy: nowt's more flattering than headlights, ask anyone Janis: sounds like something someone who wants to go dogging would say Janis: bit suspicious Jimmy: #datenight Janis: be good to get some other people's bodily fluids in the car before we roll Ian up in carpet Janis: 💡 Jimmy: Lucas' especially Janis: 😱 Janis: the betrayal Jimmy: daily DM off him since we ain't been in just isn't the same, can't help that Janis: was talking about him murdering his BFF Janis: but nice to know you've been up to your usual tricks Jimmy: ❌ Jimmy: hang on, I'll delete that Janis: such a slag Janis: always known it about you, don't worry Janis: have to put up with it Jimmy: trapped you now 🛏⛓🦶🪓 Jimmy: should've been more 🔊 if you had complaints Janis: I'll live Janis: maybe Jimmy: you'll 💀💀💀 Janis: promise? Jimmy: I promise Janis: 😁 Jimmy: show me Janis: it'll be spooky Janis: 🔦 remember Janis: [but do] Jimmy: 🎃 Jimmy: you're still top rated, don't worry Janis: good to know Janis: all about the 🥇s Jimmy: 👻 kinks Jimmy: that lighting Janis: can do it when we get to yours but neighbours might reckon you're being raided or something Jimmy: 👮🚔 kinks an' all Jimmy: you're ✔ them all off Janis: you're very welcome Jimmy: you an' all 🚪🔑 Jimmy: but not just 'cause of how fit you are or how it's been ages since you were here Janis: you still wanna be my mate too then? Jimmy: never stopped wanting you Janis: good Janis: me either Jimmy: where the fuck are you? Jimmy: on a scale of middle of nowt to outside here Janis: maybe half way Janis: bit stupid to stop for an argument but there we go Jimmy: you gonna let me pick you up now or what? Janis: mmm Janis: go really slow Jimmy: what, so you can overtake me 🏃 past? Jimmy: #fortheflex Jimmy: I'll let you drive back 😇 Janis: you'd just really prove their point if you died Janis: be careful Jimmy: only 💀💀💀 at your hands, baby Jimmy: Bill ain't having it any other way Jimmy: 🖋🩸 Janis: 👍 Janis: I'll be the 🎃 Jimmy: your fake tan is too good for you to pull it off Jimmy: soz Janis: 🥺🥺 Jimmy: @ Ella for how to get orange Janis: might be medical Janis: I'll see whilst you're driving Jimmy: eats nowt but 🍊🥕 Janis: bet she can see in the dark no prob Jimmy: don't even need a long lens to stalk 💀👑 Jimmy: go on, if you could only eat one thing what would it be? Janis: 🥧 is actually a good answer Janis: you could fill it with loads of different things to make it not boring and monotonous Jimmy: bit better than 🥔 Janis: you can have potato a few ways Janis: but no dessert option Jimmy: don't even need school, you Jimmy: 🥇🧠 Janis: I'll let them know Janis: hand in my resignation Jimmy: 👍✔ Janis: and I'll 🤐 now Janis: let you concentrate Jimmy: but Janis: but nothing Janis: you're already one-handed Jimmy: [the poutiest selfie ever from behind the wheel like okay I'm in and gonna drive but 💔] Janis: 🥺 Janis: see you soon, baby Jimmy: [drive and get her boy and don't die please] Janis: [you can do it boy, the levels of pleased to see you cannot be overstated but reign that hug in a little bit so we don't injure him further] Jimmy: [it's okay we know he's as pleased to see you gal and will cling to you if it kills him and we've got those 💊s waiting for us whenever they are needed] Janis: [trying not to say sorry over and over but you gotta say it at least a few times even though you know he does not care for it] Jimmy: [will shh you by kissing you even though I usually hate to do that trope because how rude] Janis: [sometimes it's warranted] Jimmy: [in this case I'll allow it because you're not literally having an argument which is when I hate how it's done the most and also he would do it rn so I have to be true to Jimothy] Janis: [we know we're all allowing it because it's what we both want anyway] Jimmy: [the feels are never gonna be higher than any time she might run away so] Janis: [instead we're gonna hide at yours and pray that Libi doesn't blab lol, we're trying honey, 'cos this is a lot worse than the shit nan situ tbh] Jimmy: [it is and I'm honestly proud of her for not just panicking and going because that's #growth and he can't go on a full roadtrip to rescue you driving one handed rn] Janis: [this is us trying babayyy] Jimmy: [jimothy will be very appreciative like honestly if we don't hook up in this car rn it'd be a miracle as will me stopping him from dropping the L word at all times] Janis: [we do have to switch seats so she can drive, any excuse and it's really not needed when we're so emosh] Jimmy: [again, we're allowing it because you both blatantly want it to happen] Janis: [when do we not tbh but yes, you deserve all the moments] Jimmy: [I'm cackling as I always am because where are they even] Janis: [lord knows lmao, hopefully far away enough from hers that no one is clocking you and not far enough into town that anyone else really is] Jimmy: [I just picture some random little housing estate like] Janis: [we'll be nice and say it's not getting up for work/school time yet huns, last thing you need is getting arrested for indecent exposure in a car that ain't yours lmao] Jimmy: [likewise last thing you need when you get back to his is to meet Ian getting ready for work that's a hard no] Janis: [yikes lmao, casually try to brawl you, not now, at least Bobby will be pleased to see you] Jimmy: [even though he'll wanna talk about Libi when he knows Janis is here which is a touchy subject] Janis: [just gonna have to blag our way through that for a while, soz boy, I think she'd be at school though like 99% so you can hang out at lunch and breaks] Jimmy: [jj keeping everything from Bobby like it's their job cos he's already pretending to be much less injured than he actually is as per] Janis: [mhmm, nothing to see here babe] Jimmy: [anyway, drive back gal so he can stare at you with 😍 the entire time] Janis: [literally just 😍😊 so much but try to focus even though this road'll be dead tah] Jimmy: [will shamelessly hold your hand like look how easy it is to drive one handed and that's obvs the only reason] Janis: [obviously, not like you constantly need to touch each other for reassurance] Jimmy: [of course not] Janis: [get in lads, Twix don't bark honey we're pleased to see everyone too] Jimmy: [she probably will but we don't care if she wakes up Ian as long as he doesn't appear] Janis: [we know you're on best behaviour rn sir but we don't wanna see you now because we're all about each other] Jimmy: [don't wanna see you ever lowkey but yeah rn we're busy gesturing to the living room and up the stairs like where do you wanna sleep/get comfy and be] Janis: [genuinely pondering this 'do you need to be on a bed?' and going into the living room and testing how squishy the sofa is casually] Jimmy: [just following her around amused which is making me smile cos I imagine Twix is following her too] Janis: [that's cute and we definitely think so, 'we'll try the sofa tonight but if it's no good then we'll make your bedroom work, yeah?' 'cos we wanna snuggle so we must] Jimmy: [IRL 🤞 because we promise and also we hope it'll work because sick of that bed when you know he was sulking in there for ages after she left, but don't worry gal you'll know if he's not comfortable as he literally can't fake anything around you] Janis: ['can make a den if you like' throwback 😏 but actually being useful and getting the blankets etc] Jimmy: [obvs pretending like we are going to for a sec but actually sit down boy because you're probably hurting quite a lot by now and Twix shall calmly chill with you because she been knew] Janis: [sneak upstairs for that duvet gal] Jimmy: [I like to imagine that he's left her a doodle for today up there that he quickly did before he got in the car to get her because he's a nerd in love] Janis: [we fully would not be expecting one today so we're buzzing and bringing it down like 😁 'always showing off, Mr Ambidextrous'] Jimmy: ['can't have you thinking I forgot' because literally first chance he would've had to do one because we've had a busy day of both highs and lows soz lads] Janis: ['I'd forgive you' and a feelsy lean like obvs and also this has been a DAY 'but I like it'] Jimmy: [just casually undoing this braid and combing through her hair with our fingers so softly because it has been a DAY you're not wrong boo and all we want is for the bae to actually get some sleep tonight because we know she didn't before] Janis: [happy sigh and leaning into him as much as makes sense right now 'I'm not going to leave again' which sounds like never but lol 'I missed you'] Jimmy: [literally don't need to still be playing with her hair but of course he is and of course he nearly said that he wasn't gonna leave either because of how much he doesn't want to 'only if you chuck us in your bag' a nod to Twix who is blatantly snuggling with them and probably already snoozing 'no need to miss each other then'] Janis: [probably snoring too so we're like 'who wouldn't miss this?' like it's all bants but obvs not] Jimmy: [pretending like we're gonna chuck something at or nudge awake this poor pup but we obvs don't 'I don't wanna do this without you' so quietly it's like did you even say that sir and not elaborating because we mean literally anything] Janis: [lowkey smacking you with a pillow like how dare you but obviously we're being so soft in everything we're doing rn, so when we're cupping his face like that really hurt and then he says that we can be sincere 'you don't have to' 'we're a team, right?'] Jimmy: [a nod because I don't trust you rn thank you Jimothy and then we're cupping her face and kissing her really softly but intensely] Janis: [y'all do need to shh so go in for this kiss because it'll be everything] Jimmy: [enjoy all the softness and intense feels] Janis: [I hope the necessity of not wanting to be any more extra than we have been already keeps y'all quiet but who knows lol] Jimmy: [oh lads I do love you] Janis: [least you will exhaust yourselves into some sleep pretty quick] Jimmy: [you both very much need some so please do] Janis: [have some before the kids get up lol, never ending truly] Jimmy: [Gonna have to get Bobby ready for school and take him because Cass did yesterday and so your big brother guilt meter has gone up] Janis: [best bet for you is to walk the dog and then go to his room so you aren't in the way gal] Jimmy: 👍? Janis: 😁 Janis: how's the kid Jimmy: he's trying to take your 🥺🏆 Jimmy: but I ain't letting him stay here Janis: you've got 2 working feet to put down, babe Jimmy: but if it comes to dragging him kicking and signing I'm gonna need a hand off you Janis: is he too old to promise/bribe with a treat after school if he behaves Jimmy: What kind of question is that? Jimmy: I'd be chuffed with that still Janis: we'll talk about it when you're ready to go back then Janis: what's he really like for tea? you could do that tonight Jimmy: 🥧 DUH Jimmy: #cantakealadoutthenorthbut Janis: are you serious Jimmy: What do you 💭? Janis: taking copying you TOO far Jimmy: it's 🍕 mate Jimmy: he loves chucking the toppings about 🧀🍅🎨 Janis: technically a pie Janis: but much better and more normal for a 6 year old who doesn't work down a mine Janis: we can do that easy then Jimmy: steady on, bit early for 🤯 Jimmy: you and your bloody 🥇🧠 Janis: yeah, I could do with a few more hours too Jimmy: soon as they've gone and the 🐕's knackered an' all Janis: you had her beat for 😴 in the end Jimmy: 💊💔 Janis: a deadly combo or? Jimmy: @ Helena for the full list of ✔❌ but that's one Jimmy: 😴😴😴 Janis: wonder if she has a valentine Jimmy: other than me, you mean? Janis: 😡 Janis: oi Jimmy: you're alright, I'm just gonna post her a card Jimmy: no 🎁 Janis: who else are you gonna send a 💌 Jimmy: Depends Janis: ? Jimmy: do you mean for 💔 or 💕? Janis: we'll have to go back to school to see how many couples are left to 💔 Jimmy: When? Janis: when do you want to? Janis: considering we'll have to, eventually Jimmy: I don't want to Janis: of course Jimmy: Ian'll have a massive strop if I leave it ages though Janis: what about we take a week off? Janis: should be doable Jimmy: from now or including the days we've already been pissing about? Janis: you choose Janis: you're the actually injured one Jimmy: and my 👻 manager's actually FUMING Jimmy: gonna have to go back there first Janis: yeah Janis: 💸 calls Janis: that's gonna be hard though Jimmy: should've taught you more ☕🎨 Janis: yeah Janis: I can try and help but they won't let me make the shit Janis: maybe I can chuck it at the people eating in though Jimmy: You're so Janis: you can come with me when I walk the dogs Janis: at least when we're not at school, we can make it all fit Jimmy: alright Jimmy: I'll practice faking my customer service 😁 on them Jimmy: before I have to crack on in front of 💀👑 and her 👀🔪🔪 Janis: and if you get bit, we can have another week off Jimmy: I get it, that's your real plan Jimmy: tah, dickhead Janis: 'course I want to hide forever but Janis: 🤏 unrealistic and a lot more rude to sacrifice you to the cause Jimmy: just not the face Jimmy: never earn any tips else Janis: I won't let you get hurt Janis: are all of your coworkers dickheads? Janis: you could genuinely @ the decent ones for an IOU on helping you out for a bit Jimmy: you just wanna slide into Pete's DMs Jimmy: he's already been covering Janis: well it would be my pleasure, obvs Janis: but I'm just tryna help tah Jimmy: I'll @ him Jimmy: don't you worry your pretty but massive head Janis: 🙄 Janis: FINE Jimmy: I'll tell him you'll 🎤 for his band, yeah? Jimmy: since you wanna help Janis: help you, dickhead Janis: don't you wanna be special? Jimmy: the favours were your 🥇💡 Jimmy: I ain't special enough to reckon I'll get away with just 💰🍻 Janis: awh babe Janis: don't do yourself down Jimmy: you've never done a proper shift at the CG Jimmy: dunno what a pisstake it is Janis: okay so you need to do him an actual favour Janis: 💭 Jimmy: UGH fine Janis: when would I have time to moonlight as his singer Jimmy: how many 🐕🏃 are you doing by 🔦🌙⭐️ Julie? Janis: I can't sing, soz Janis: you're delusional Jimmy: Bollocks Jimmy: I've heard you Janis: you've got the 👂 equivalent of 😍s Jimmy: piss off Jimmy: you're too 🙀🙀🙀 more like Janis: shut up Jimmy: I still like you Jimmy: and reckon you're 🎤🤩🏆 Janis: yeah there's only so far I'm willing to go to help you, like Janis: draw the line at looking that much of a twat Jimmy: 💔 Jimmy: bit rude Janis: you'll survive Jimmy: have to Jimmy: 🎻🎻 Janis: I won't ask you to join any shit band for me either Jimmy: difference is 1. I would do 2. they wouldn't have me Jimmy: but alright Janis: I wouldn't whore you out for favours is the the difference,boy Jimmy: but you COULD, girl Janis: 🙄 Janis: you'd be mad if I actually fucked him though Jimmy: I never said take the favour that far Janis: 👌 Janis: good thing I said no then Jimmy: 🙄 Janis: 🙄🙄 Jimmy: 🙄🙄🙄 Janis: when are you back Jimmy: when do you want me back? Jimmy: were gonna leave you to your 💭💕 for a bit Janis: come back Janis: but do you want ☕🍽 first or straight to 🛏 Jimmy: What kind of question is that? Janis: Just tell me which room you wanna find me in Jimmy: 🛏⛓ or nowt, you know that Janis: okay Janis: ⏲ Jimmy: you want me to 🏃? Janis: You doubting my ability to be patient? Jimmy: or your nursing kink being #ultimate far as the list of ones I've 🔓 goes Janis: but I want you to come and look after me, not the other way 'round Jimmy: and I want you to 💀💀💀 me, nowt else Jimmy: ❌🏃 Janis: I can wait Jimmy: I'll make it worth it Janis: You do Jimmy: won't even ask for a lullaby in a bit as you're so mardy about it Janis: if you can't get me to make the right sounds, that's on you Jimmy: and if you can't wear me out, that's on you Janis: I know I can Janis: and I've got faith in you, for the record Jimmy: I know what I'm doing an' all Jimmy: no need to put your faith anywhere else Janis: I won't Janis: not that fussed about God, like Janis: don't tell Jimmy: 🤐 Jimmy: he'll never have a clue after you did such a good job on the outfit Janis: more for you than him as well Jimmy: I'll keep that between us an' all Janis: 🤐 Jimmy: Dunno about faking I'm not 💔 when you're best mates with him in heaven and I'm left with his fit ex boyfriend or whoever the fuck the devil is meant to be but Janis: you're not going to hell Janis: and I ain't going to heaven Jimmy: Chuffed to hear it, LDR from here to the north is one thing Janis: Catholics are big on purgatory Janis: we're all gonna be stuck there for ages, apparently Janis: I'll find you Jimmy: 🤞 Janis: how hard can it be? Jimmy: you're asking the wrong lad Jimmy: might get a 🤏 lost, me Jimmy: have to draw a picture and ask every dickhead if they've seen you Janis: Or I'll 👀 for the lost boy Janis: sounds like something Bill'd approve of, so it'll work Jimmy: There you go then Jimmy: we've got a plan Jimmy: be alright Janis: just about Jimmy: [come back boy and find her IRL] Janis: [have your moment honeys now the house is free] Jimmy: [oh the freedom to actually be alone and not have to worry about anyone else for a bit] Janis: [y'all should have a shower 'cos it's a mood and you probably need the help Jimothy lowkey] Jimmy: [the bruises will be !!! by now so we'll all be shook] Janis: [at least it means you healing but gonna kiss every one of those] Jimmy: [what a mood, I hope you do get a bit more sleep as well kiddos because we know that's always needed] Janis: [you truly can sleep all day, set an alarm lads] Jimmy: [only got dogs to walk and pizza ingredients to sort out] Janis: [awh a lil grocey trip, that's a mood, get all your stuffs] Jimmy: [omg yes because that's a nice throwback to when you got snowed in and you made the bubs breakfast and had to go get ingredients, love how coupley and domestic y'all are effortlessly, the gals will be losing it all the updates] Janis: [it's so foreign to how you generally are as people and that's what makes it amazing] Jimmy: [we love it for you] Janis: [we should get Cass a takeaway style one you know when you can buy 'em hot from sainsbos or whatever, in case she thinks this is lame so we don't lose points lol] Jimmy: [that's a good save boo because even if she wanted to decorate pizzas you know she won't because moody tween] Janis: [mhmm, I know your age hen and you're angry enough without us forcing frivolity on you] Jimmy: [it's annoying enough that JJ are living their best life in your gaff, we get it] Janis: [it's been a while since you moved, you can meet your friends soon and feel a bit better] Jimmy: [getting that vday card soon hun, hang in there] Janis: [meanwhile we're truly having the best time even though we gotta do a lot of resting like it can't even bring us down] Jimmy: [he should definitely steal something for her because it's been ages since that happened] Janis: [ooh, what could you steal] Jimmy: [probably needs to be something little because we're not trying to set off alarms here hmmm] Jimmy: [Winnie says it should be a keyring so when they get back he can put one of the spare keys on it for her, though I dread to think what the actual keyring will look like cos supermarkets only cater for kids and huns] Janis: [Good idea Winnie, the funnier the better with the aesthetic clearly] Jimmy: [it'll make you laugh and then be feelsy when he puts the 🔑 on so we've covered some bases there, I'm devastated that Jimothy is hurt so he can't try and squeeze himself into the child trolley seat because you know he would, another time sir] Janis: [very good idea, my boo says devastated honey, also can't race around on the back of trolleys but there's literally all the time, you should lowkey have a competition to see who can find the most embarrassing item for the other to have to take to the till] Jimmy: [there will be other supermarket shops, hang in there lads, you've still got #bants] Janis: [I'd say get weird pizza toppings for each other but also want you to have a decent dinner so don't actually buy 'em thank you] Jimmy: [we love taking the piss but we won't actually commit to making you eat it, likewise try and find the creepiest toys as a nice throwback to China's birthday party present list and the best hun outfits and accessories] Janis: [supermarket clothes pop off sometimes that will be amusing] Jimmy: [and any excuse to go into a changing room tbh, we know what you two are like] Janis: [shameless, like you've not been doing it any time you woke up in the day lol] Jimmy: [I don't think this is the exercise that nhs direct meant for fucked ribs Jimothy but live your best lives] Jimmy: [also if this supermarket has any make up testers on that aisle please piss about with those like you're the gals thank you] Janis: [lmao probably the opposite but you know, only a teenager once, one of the actual gals should come in 'cos we're clearly doing this for when the kids get home, so whoever it is can report back] Jimmy: [love that and I hope you did see us taking the piss, also he's gonna pick out the ugliest hair accessories like we're just gonna braid those in rn in the middle of said aisle, all the mums trying to shop will be fuming at y'all] Janis: [so mad they're not at school like who can force them, will see Jimmy is injured though which don't think anyone else knows yet so you can get your gums flapping about that] Jimmy: [seems like somewhere Hollie might be and it's never you so why not, like maybe Asia and her mum saw him on the school run this morning but he was downplaying it majorly then for Bobby and also obvs trying to avoid you so as likely you didn't] Janis: [I vibe it, you're probably not even being that bitchy just like oh Jimmy's got a sling on btw] Jimmy: [yeah she'd probably just like ?? wonder what he did @ Grace like do you know and then Mia and Ella will be !!!] Janis: [like it IS something scandalous but the odds of it being are so low like come on gals get a grip] Jimmy: [we get it you've got nothing going on in your own lives but for god's sake] Janis: [Grace could put it together about the need for pain pills though FYI] Jimmy: [totally, she isn't as thick as she's pretending to be so we could do the Janis and Billie convo like when it all kicks off but leave the one with her until more like now potentially] Janis: [that makes sense to me too, obvs she'll still be like why can your bf not go to the drs like a normal person but you know] Jimmy: [yeah, that is still very weird and god knows what Grace will be thinking happened but at least she won't be thinking Janis is a junkie so we'll take it] Janis: [fun times babayyyy] Jimmy: [can you think of any more supermarket shenanigans or have we milked this as hard as we can?] Janis: [we probably have, get home for these kiddos, can take Twix for her other walk] Jimmy: [she'll be buzzing] Janis: [can take Bobby to the park that's always a treat after school] Jimmy: [and when he's around you won't be smoking so the bae won't be fuming at you] Janis: [and we can subtly run around after Bobby so you don't have to go as hard] Jimmy: [the teamwork makes me happy] Janis: [hard same] Jimmy: Don't chuck the swing over, know what you're like Jimmy: 👀 Janis: excuse you Janis: that was chav boy #2 get it right Jimmy: 😏 Jimmy: convenient scapegoat, him Jimmy: when we get back to school, be piss easy to blame that dickhead for loads of shite Janis: dunno what year he's in Janis: or if he goes to our school Janis: still Jimmy: can't believe you didn't do a Q&A with him Jimmy: who are you? Janis: bit busy Janis: you've called me a pisshead way more Jimmy: should've called you a lightweight an' all Janis: if you wanna lie Jimmy: you can't 🤹 owt unless you're sober, what'd you call it? Janis: tbh I weren't that interested in them Janis: was you who had the questions, apparently Jimmy: I got that from how chuffed you were to piss off with me but tah for 🗨 Janis: obvs Janis: in it for the free shit not 😍 Jimmy: 💔 for them Janis: ikr Janis: Mia'll probably fuck 'em Janis: or make one of the others Jimmy: speaking of her Jimmy: we going to school tomorrow or what? Jimmy: been 👀 now Janis: really fucked up sending their biggest spy Janis: we don't have to Janis: but might wanna get your story out there before they can make one up Jimmy: longer we don't, more of a #scandal it'll be Jimmy: ✔ Jimmy: I'll @ Lucas now to chuck me in isolation before they can get the 🍿 out Janis: loads of girls DYING to take your notes for you Janis: it'll be alright Jimmy: not the 🖋 bit I'm bothered about Janis: you know they're crap liars and storytellers Janis: no 🏆👏 Jimmy: yeah Janis: what do you want to do? Janis: fuck them Jimmy: I don't know Janis: you don't need to work it out now Janis: you can sleep on it Jimmy: what do you wanna do? Janis: I wanna stay with you Janis: whatever you're gonna do Jimmy: [coming to hug you IRL because that's adorable and we love you] Janis: [OTT being like EWW get off me @Bobby for his sake but secretly giving him a loving squish] Jimmy: [kissing you on your head gal like we did when you were drunk at the other park and you can't stop us] Janis: ['nerd' but full of love] Jimmy: ['you' likewise] Janis: [Bobby probably wants to go get Libi though so we're gonna have to be like no no] Jimmy: [casually ruin the mood there bab] Janis: [whisk you away to make pizza 'cos not got time to explain that ban] Jimmy: [we'll all have fun messing about doing that at least] Janis: [even if we're now distracted by these thoughts, we trying] Jimmy: [he'll be knowing and trying to distract you by being a cute nerd, don't worry girl] Janis: [where should we skip to next?] Jimmy: [we could do them in school tomorrow because he's blatantly gonna go even though he should have more time off] Janis: [yeah I'm down for that, you would've actually brought your uniform gal so you can lol] Jimmy: [easy way to also sow the Harry seeds too] Janis: [you've probably missed a practice or two so we can totally get back on that train honey, maybe we should do that in another convo so we can do the Billie and Grace though, 'cos there might be things said that are relevant going forward at least somewhat?} Jimmy: [true yeah we do need to those first realistically]

[eliannaa]

Walls

A COSTA LEONA FANFICTION

(Part 2)

Pairing: Jacques Riego and the Mercadejas heiress (Aia and Ali's daughter)

Rated M for Mature content, please at your own risk. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I do not own Costa Leona series, Miss Jonah Mae Pacala (Jonaxx) does.

Also, it is very important that you read the the part 1 first, to better understand the story.

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“You tasted so yummy,” she purred.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he kept on uttering the word over and over again, his eyes closed and his brows furrowed while relishing the feeling of her, unsure whether he’ll despise the heavens for bringing him his personal destruction or thanking them for turning his fantasies to life.

Jacques’ sudden aloofness to the Mercadejas family can be a curious thing.

He grew stoic and more focused to things with great consequence, but he was never anti-social, most especially towards them. He loved to spend time at their mansion, admiring all the immemorial details of it. He enjoyed his day at their beach and occasional parties they are most delighted of hosting. Ali Mercadejas was especially fond of Jacques because of his brilliance and the latter always put the former in high regards especially in business and life.

But one day, he just stopped visiting.

He would always create endless excuses whenever he was invited to come over.

The head of the family understands. He is a driven businessman, determined to be on top of his game, hence his time for recreation are always set aside.

And Ali is somehow right but there is a darker reason than that.

Little did he know… his brilliant, reputable protégée is having dark fantasies towards his only daughter.

Not that Jacques wanted it in the first place, no, sir.

His parents, especially his mother, raised him to always respect women, to never regard them as an object of malicious thoughts or actions. The young heiress, though acknowledged, was never his favourite company or the apple of his eye. But because of that fateful night, everything changed.

It was raining cats and dogs. Jacques’ patience is thinning, being stuck in a heavy traffic after a whole day of frustrations with his staffs. He hated delays, he always want to be one step ahead of his competitors but how will he the people under him are laid back? He fired some and scolded some. The last thing he want to do was attend another exhausting event but his mother called him several times that tonight is a very special night for Mr. Mercadejas’ daughter who especially asked for his presence.

No is not an option so he endured 3 hours being stuck in traffic to attend the debutant’s party. But fate wasn’t so nice to him that night. Not because he ended covered in icing by catching her but because he saw something he shouldn’t have; something that haunted his dreams for many months, if not years.

“I’m so sorry for the mess, Jacques and thank you for saving my daughter.” Mrs. Aia Mercadejas said for the umpteenth time as she led Jacques and her daughter the way inside their mansion so they could change into something more decent.

He smiled and shook his head. “There’s no need for apologies. It wasn’t anybody’s fault Aunt and I’m glad I’ve got to save her.” He replied and looked at the girl they were talking about, who’s walking quietly beside him. He noticed that her plump lips were shivering, her shoulders sagging. She refused to look at anything but the floor.

“Hey,” he gently called. He saw her lips protrude and realized how naturally red they are… like sweet cherries.

“It’s not your fault. Please don’t think it is.” He received no reply.

He wasn’t aware when she disappeared upon reaching their mansion. Aunt Aia asked the house helps to assist him but he declined and asked for directions where he could clean and change instead. If only he agreed to be assisted, he wouldn’t have entered the wrong room, he wouldn’t have seen the Mercadejas heiress… her eyes closed and her naked and sinful body under the shower… with the water that seemed to worship her as they caress her every curves and edges.

For a moment, he was astounded and rooted at the spot but immediately snapped out of it and went out of that room with his chest pounding.

He went home without even bothering to let the hosts know of his departure.

Fuck. He was fucked.

That night, he stayed under the cold shower for a very long time. He tried to think of numbers. His business ventures. His clients. The stock market. Charts. Anything, except her.

That night, he dreamed of her, squirming beneath him, clinging unto him, screaming his name in pleasure.

And so, he had no other choice but to distance himself from the whole family. Though unintended, he felt like he did a terrible crime. Having only a glance of her would only remind him of what he saw and will only intensify his dreams.

He punished himself with overwhelming workload. He tried doing intense sports. He never allowed himself to idle. Idling could only lead to dangerous thoughts—her.

After years of battling his dilemma, he thought that he had finally regained his sanity when she entered his office, unannounced and he felt nothing. Bold for him to assume so!

When she reported on her first day, his presentation was almost disastrous just because he saw her sitting among the potential investors, nibbling her bottom lip.

When she reported on her second day, he almost spilled his coffee when he saw her sucking a lollipop.

She instantly became his daily distraction but he can’t seem to find the courage to get rid of her.

“Sir?” she uttered after knocking on his door, one afternoon.

“Come in,” was the reply behind it. She immediately obliged.

With brows furrowed, he kept his gaze on the blueprint before him, waiting for her to talk.

“Yes?”

She didn’t answer. He frowned some more and lifted his gaze and caught her biting her lower lip, hiding a smirk. Damn, why does she have to look so…

“Still working?” she finally said.

He sighed and nodded. “As you can see, yes.” She failed to notice the sarcasm and giggled.

“Come on, don’t get too worked up, there’s still tomorrow.”

“Not for people like me. Anyway, you are free to go,” he said dismissively and returned his attention to his work. Please, spare me and my sanity, he added inwardly.

He heard her click her tongue. “Aww.” His chest pounded when he heard he walk towards him until she was standing behind his swivel chair.

“My poor Riego.”

He jumped when she placed her hands on his shoulder and gave those a squeeze. He definitely didn’t see that coming! Damn!

But he needed to keep a straight face, for fuck’s sake. He was supposed to overcome his insanity over her.

“Miss Mercadejas. Upon signing your contract under my company, you are well-aware of the rules and regulations on how one should maintain his professional relationship with his colleague and in your case, with your boss.”

His voice was stern, his gaze stoic even though she couldn’t see them, she was still standing confidently behind him.

She bent over and whispered with an oh-so-alluring voice to his ear.

“Fuck those rules.”

He can feel the hairs on his nape stand as erect as his member.

“Miss Mercadejas, I—oh” he almost lost it when she sucked on his neck.

That should feel scandalous but his body was feeling otherwise! He stood up and looked at her intensely.

“I am not here to play with your silly games, Miss.” he barked almost harshly, trying to prove his self-restraint.

But she seemed unmoved by him and looked at her with determined eyes. She looked like a predator and he’ll be the willing prey.

She smirked. “Me neither.” She took a stepped forward and yanked on his tie harshly. “I’ll tell you my little secret.” Her voice was sensual and tempting and made him sweat bullets. “I know you want me.” He was too stunned to react.

She kissed the tip of his nose. “I see how you looked at me.”

She kissed his cheek, “I see how you worshipped me with those sinful eyes.”

She kissed his stubbled chin, “I saw you on my 18th birthday. Inside my room…”

He stiffened and his eyes widened in disbelief. “What?”

“Mm-hm. It was an accident though but… You wanted me since then, right?” she let go of his tie and gave him a menacing smile.

“What—no!” Jacques placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her away as gentle as possible.

She moved inches away from him and bobbed her head to the side; she pouted her lips and furrowed her brows in confusion. She looked so innocent yet dangerous. She’ll be the death of him.

“No? What do you mean no? You don’t like my body?” she asked innocently.

“Y-No! I don’t! That’s ridiculous. And may I remind you, I am still your boss!” I exclaimed. He was surprised when she shook her head in disappointment.

“Yes, you do. And may I remind you, Sir, that lying is wrong.” She scolded him softly.

“I don’t see you like that. I didn’t mean to see you like that and I’m sorry, but I only see you as a sister then and as an employee now.” Jacques felt so proud for telling her that firmly and holding the panic in his voice.

“Oh really?” she took several confident steps towards him, he backed up. But he wasn’t fast enough. She quickly placed her hands on his growing bulge.

“See? You do like my body!” she triumphantly exclaimed.

Oh god, her hands feel so good. But I shouldn’t feel this way; we shouldn’t be doing this in the first place. This is wrong.

He somehow found the strength to remove her hands off his erected member and immediately missed the contact. He needed the composure though. His gray eyes met her hazel brown ones and tried to look as stern as possible.

“Stop it. Look, I may not look excited right now but it’s not because of you. Nothing could ever come from this.” He gestured them both with his fingers and continued, “Compared to me, you are only a child. You came to know me as one of your older brothers, right?”

Her jaw dropped, feigning dismay. “First, at 22, I am most certainly not a child. Second, I never treated you like my brother. And did I tell you to stop lying to me? You want me. You always look at me whenever I’m biting my lip or whenever my skirt hikes up too high, you never forbid me from eating lollipop. Do you perhaps… imagine that I’m sucking yours instead?”

Jacques paled considerably. She noticed him gawking at her? He thought he was being careful! Is he that obvious? Who else could’ve noticed him?

“I-I think you might be seeing things. There is no way I could be checking you out inappropriately.”

She laughed like she heard the funniest joke.

“Of course you do. And you want to know what’s under this skirt, right? Here, I can show you…” she then unceremoniously lifted her skirt, revealing a red lacy panty.

Fuck this.

What is reason, anyway?

He thought he was over her. He was dead wrong. That night, her 18th, was the moment he was cursed to want only her.

Jacques did not waste any time to finally have a taste of her sweet lips. When their lips crashed he realised that he’ll never get enough. He’ll want more… more of her sweet nectar. He sat on his chair and pulled her to straddle his hips.

“Mm… you taste so good.” She purred, sucking on his neck, as she humped on his bulge.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck” he kept on uttering the word over and over again, his eyes closed and his brows furrowed while relishing the feeling of her, unsure whether he’ll despise the heavens for bringing him his personal destruction or thanking them for turning his fantasies to life.

He held her face and pecked her lips. “I want you.” He finally admitted.

She giggled and wrinkled her nose. “That’s what I’ve been telling you.” He kissed her again with fervent passion. Exploring her wet cavern and sucking her sweet, sinful tongue. By gods, this was a thousand times better than his dreams. Having her close, feeling her heartbeats increase frantically. Him making her feel things, him making her react intensely. He stopped kissing her allowing oxygen to reach her lungs.

He then impatiently got rid of her article of clothing one by one, desperate to feel her skin to skin. And when he finally did, he stopped for a moment to gaze at her in awe. Her skin was unblemished and felt so soft. He did not waste any time to have a taste of every inch. He desperately sucked her twin peaks leaving making her whimper helplessly.

“Sir?” she curiously asked when he pushed her gently away, making both of them stand. He kissed her once and commanded.

“Sit on my chair; I want to taste your sweetness.”

She gladly obliged and sat bringing both of her feet up and spreading her legs as wide as she can.

“Fuck, you’re so wet.”

Without further ado, he parted the flushed lips of her sex with one hand and collected moisture from her pussy with the other, bringing it up to her sensitive clit. He brought his thirsty mouth and devoured her… drinking her sweet juices as he enjoyed her cries and whimpers from pleasure.

He could get addicted to this! Damn it.

A few more laps and she was a mess; her cavern tightening up from orgasm, her throat raw from screaming.

She must’ve lost her senses for a few moments because the next thing she knew is she’s straddling Jacques again, making his long, thick and hard member known, caressing her dripping hole.

“Mine.” He growled possessively and entered her quickly. He thrust in and felt something break as he buried himself inside of her. Damn, is she unbelievably tight and soft?

“Ah!” she whimpered in pain and clutched his shoulders tightly. Jacques grimaced. She will probably leave some marks and it’ll be totally worth it. But he panicked when he heard silent sobs.

“Fuck, I’m sorry baby. I’m sorry…” he whispered again and again while kissing her head, his thumb found its way to her clit and rubbed it gently.

“Sshhh… I’m sorry.”

She took in shuddering breath and whispered, “I’m fine. Just help me move?”

He immediately obliged. He held her waist and assisted her in moving up and down his length. He made sure to make the thrusts as shallow and gentle as possible... Coaxing her with whispers. “You feel so good, baby.” Sucking her nipples and caressing her nub.

Soon enough she was crying his name in pleasure. She buried her face on his shoulder in attempt to muffle her cries when she reached her peak. It was euphoric.

Jacques held her tightly on his lap and kissed her forehead.

“I want to talk to your father this weekend.”

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As you might know, or maybe not, #CCC was born as a way to get custom cards made for a 100% proxy EDH cube. This means that the winners of the challenges are added to a list for a cube.

However, so far I have just being creating fun challenges and not considering the cube as a whole. For this reason, I don't know if the cards you guys have been creating have a good place in it or not.

So, what happens with this?

I will use some time to analyze and create a whole list of cards I need for the proxy cube. I'm aiming for 960 cards so far, and I need to study it and make all the cards balanced. For this reason, next week we won't have a challenge, hoping to use my time to research for that instead of checking entried and so.

After I have studied the cards we have so far, and the cards I have made so far, I'll come up with a different way to present you the challenges. This means that the cards are going to be designed more in relationship with cards already created by you, or custom cards I have made, instead of existing cards from Wizards.

For this reason, I have to slow things a little.

Besides, it's not a secret for anybody that I'm super delayed delivering the cards that have already won. I have barely 2 or 3 hours per day to do all my stuff, this include my game design stuff, my writing work, eating... All that stuff, and that has to include time to create the cards, which most of the time consists in searching the right art (I don't lie if I tell you i can spend 3 hours in artstation sesrching for an specific art). But yeah, I still need a little more time with those. Just have a some patience with me with that...

But that will be it. Stuff will be basically the same, but more directed to build a rich balanced cube. Hope that is okay with all of you.