#i got one out of five done so yay me i guess

[jameszmaguire]

We're sisters who pray together, play together, speakin' our truth to whoever can be arsed to listen.

SARAH KAMEELA IMPEY as SAIRA SHERWANI WE ARE LADY PARTS SERIES 1 Written & directed by Nida Manzoor

[namjoon-koya]

Author's Note: annnd I'm back for chapter 2. Anyways Yuu is reader I will not be using Y/N, Yuu(reader) will be AFAB!reader. Also this chapter is a bit longer, but mostly because I wanted to finish the prologue. But yay finally Ace and Deuce show up:,)

Warning: Swearing, Violence.

Prologue: Weclome to the Villains' World Part 2

"Hee hee hee... Aren't the two of you supposed to be off cleaning the school today?" You let ou a groan as you heard one of the ghost in your room, you slowly started to wake up. Well... at least you know being in this world wasn't truly a dream, "mmm...Five more mintues..." You heard Grim mumbled as he buried his face into the blanket "Go ahead, sleep the day away. And you might not eever have to wake up again."

"Just like us!" Great now all three ghosts were in the room, "Myah?! The ghosts are back! Hey, Yuu, up and at 'em!" Grim shouted as he quickly jumped out of the bed, you groaned before following his lead. Grim was able to push the ghost away with his fire magic keeping them at a safe distance from the both of you, "So I hear you'll be living here from now on? Hope you like pranks as much as we do!" the ghost teased before dissapearing.

"We gotta get rid of those things for good!" Grim complained "Well that was one weird wake up call." You say as you picked up the blanket that was on the floor and folded it, neatly placing it on the bed. The door to the room suddenly opended as Crowly walked in, you frowned did he seriously not knock?... "Good morning, Yuu. Did you sleep well?" He asked.

"Not at all! When I sprawled out on the bed, the mattress fell right through the frame! Exactly how ramshackle IS this dorm? and worse yet, we got woken up by ghosts!" Grim complained, you shurgged "I guess I slept alright."

"I am delighted to hear that you've adjusted so well, despite being sent to another world! Now, speaking of moving on, let us discuss your assignment for today." You mentally sighed did Crowley even come to check on your well being? or did he just come to deliver you the list of chores Grim and you had to do? The three of you moved down to the living room as Crowly listed what he wanted the both of you to do today, "Your job is to clean the campus. That said, the campus is vast, and without magic, it'd be quite a Herculean task to clean it all. Therefore, today I'll have you focus on the area spanning from the front gates to the library."

Dammit Crowley you're starting to wonder if this was even worth it, didn’t he have people or workers to do this for him? "Now Yuu... I do expect that you'll keep a close eye on Grim, lest he cause another incident like yesterday."

"Understood." You replied

"Do not fail me. You may take your lunch in the cafeteria. I eagerly await the fruits of your labor." With that being said Crowley finally leaves the dorm, "Hrmp. I ain't cleanin' nothin'! I'm here to study magic so i can be blastin' off spells left and right! Like BAM! POW! FWOOM!" You watched as Grim pretended to summon spells, you gently picked up Grim and placed him on the floor "After we clean, we can study in the library."

You watched as Grim pouted "Lets get going, the faster we clean up the faster we'll be done." After getting dressed you both set out to front gate where Crowley wanted the both of you to start, you saw seven statues some of them oddly looked creepy... "Wow, so this is Main Street, huh? This is increible! I didn't get to see much of it yesterday. What's the deal with these seven statues? All their faces look pretty scary." Grim slowly walked pass the statues studying each of them.

"Like, this lady here looks like she's got some reeal anger management issues." You looked over at statue which Grim was talking about and he defiently wasn't lying, she almost looked... smugged in a certain way. You were so focused on the statue that you didn't realize that someone walked up to you and Grim, "You don't know the Queen of Hearts?" You both quickly glanced over to the new voice, it was a boy on the right side of his face near his eye you saw a marking it almost looked like a heart shape... his hair brandishing a soft red color.

"Queen of Hearts? is she some kinda big deal?" Grim asked.

"She was a queen who lived in a mazelike garden of roses long, long ago. She was a strict woman who prized order above all... She wouldn't tolerate a rose being off-color or her playing-card soldiers being out of step. She basically ruled over a kingdom of madness, but not one of her subjects dared to defy her. You wanna know why? Because the punishment for breaking a rule was immediate decapitation!"

"wah! That is seriously messed up!" Grim said frightengly.

"Pretty cool, right? I'm a big fan. I mean, who would bother to obey a queen that was kind all the time?"

"Yeah, true. A leader needs to be strong. But puttin' that aside... who're you?" Grim asked, "Name's Ace. I'm a first-year student here, as of... today! Pleased to meetcha!" Ace smiled.

"I'm Grim! I'm a prodigy who's plannin' to be, like, the greatest mage who ever lived! That there's my far less interesting hench-human, Yuu." You glared at Grim as he said that.

"Yuu? huh, so the rumors are true you're a girl... Anyways your name has an odd ring to it, not in a bad way of course." Ace said givng you a warm smile "Thank you, it's nice to meet you."

"So tell me, Ace. Is that lion with a scar in the eye a famous ruler too?" Grim asked.

"Of course! That's the king of Beasts who ruled the savanna. But he wasn't born into the throne-he had to earn it through hard work and elaborate schemes. When he became king, he decreed that the hyenas would be pariahs no more, and should live among his subjects as equals."

Grim hummed "Sounds like a great guy! Not everyone's able to look past soical status like that. Who's the lady with the octopus legs?"

"The Sea Witch who lived in an underwater grotto. She basically devoted her life to helping troubled merfolk. If they were willing to pay the price, she'd help them change their apperance, find love, and etc. They said she was so good, there was no wish she couldn't grant. They also say the price was a tad steep though. But she was granting wishes! Of course it was!"

"So you're sayin' that once I'm a great mage, gettin' rich off folks will be a total cinch?! Do the dude with the big hat next!"

"That's the Sorcerer of the Sands. He was an advisor to a total dolt of a sultan. He was a smart guy. Really capable sort. He exposed this swindler once-some guy pretending to be a prince in order to trick the princess! After that, he got this magic lamp and became the greatest sorcerer in the world. Then, they say...he used that power to become sultan himself!"

"Wow! Guess it's true that a mage needs to be an excellent judge of character, huh? And what about this beauty over here?"

"She's a queen who was said to be the fairest in all the land. In fact, she used her magic mirror to check how she ranked on a daily basis! When it looked like her position was threanted, they say she'd do whatever it took to keep it. Can you even imagine the level of dedication it would require to keep a record like that? Also, they say she was a mster of making poisons!"

"Geez. She's pretty, but that sounds kinda scary..." Grim said.

"You think so? I gotta respect the hustle!"

"F-For sure... Sounds like she fought hard for what she believed in, and never gave up! After that one there, wuth the flaming head? Now THAT guy looks scary!"

"That's the King of the Underworld! Single-handedly ruling a kingdom packed with rambunctious spirits- that takes competence! He may look scary, but he was a straight shooter who worked tirelessly at a tough job he never asked for. I mean, this guy who was ordering Cerberus, the Hydra, and the Titans into battle for him."

Grimed hummed amused "Hmm. That IS something. To think he could have that much power and not let it go to his head!"

Grim turned his attention to the final statue "And that last one there, with the horns?"

"That's the Thorn Fairy who lived on a mystical mountain. She was noble and elegant, and a master of magic and curses-even by the standards of these seven! She commanded storms, covered the kingdom with thorns...she could use magic on a massive scale! She could even turn herself into a giant dragon."

"a dragon! What all monsters yearn to be!" Grim said in amazment at the Thorn Fairy.

"Pretty cool, huh?" Ace said, you noticed his smile turn into a grin "Not like some piddling weasel." Grim let out a suprised squeak, that's when you hear Ace begin to laugh "I can't hold it back anymore!" he said as he continued to laugh "come on, you're the ones who turned orientation into such a fiasco, right? The one summoned by the Dark Mirror who can't even use magic, and the monster no one summonded at all. It took everything I had not to bust into laughter right in the middle of the ceremony!"

You noticed Grim become frustated by Ace "H-Hey! You don't gotta be a jerk about it!"

"So in the end, neither of you got admitted, and now you're janitors? SO lame!" You rolled your eyes at Ace before huffing at him "What are you a child? go take your pranks somewhere else."

"Says the one who was so clueless and didn't even know who the great seven are, not a single one of them! Maybe before you try getting into the academy again, you ought to take a second crack at kindergarten?" You decided not to pay attention to Ace anymore, he was just feeding on the anger expressions both you and Grim had.

Ace laughed again which made Grim boil over even more, "Grim breath just ignore him." You tried calming him down, you remembered what Crowley told you before about Grim being your responsibility "Anyway, just thought I'd tease you a bit. And man am I glad I did. It's been a blast! Unlike you, I actually have classes to get to, so I'll let you get back to picking up trash. Bye!" Ace began to walk away and you thought that would be the end, you should’ve known better.

"You ain't walkin' away from me! It's too late for that!" Grim suddenly used his fire to cut off Ace's path, Ace quickly took a step back "No one makes fun of Grim! Master of Fire! I'm gonna make that explodey-head of yours explode all over again!" Grim teased.

"Explodey-head?! You wanna throw down with me, shorty? You got some guts. You wanna talk hair, huh? I'm gonna shave you like a toy poodle!" Ace said as he glared at Grim, before you could shout at Grim to stop he summonded more of his fire "How do you like that?" Ace said as he got rid of Grim's fire using his wind magic, "H-hey! His magic winds are blowin' my fireballs off course! no fair!"

"Grim-" You tried calling out to him, but he didn't pay attention to you as he contuined to fight with Ace. Other students began to gather around wacthing them some of them even cheering on, you pinched the bridge of your nose there was no way to get to Grim when he was hot-headed.

"Awww...can't hit me with your little fireballs?" Ace teased Grim again, “Grr! You better believe I’m about to! Take that!” Grim kept summoning his fire but nothing was touching Ace as long as he used his wind magic, “pfft. All it takes is a little gust to—“

Ace pushed Grim’s fire to the side, but that’s when you saw it. Grim’s fire burning the Queen of Hearts statue in the process “Grim! Stop your fire is burning the statue!” You shouted, Grim and Ace suddenly stopped once you said that both of them shocked seeing the scorched statue.

“Oh no! Now the Queen of Hearts statue looks like it’s been flame-broiled!” Ace shouted looking the statue over

“That’s your fault for tryin’ to divert it! You shoulda just let it burn you to a crisp!”

“Who in their right mind would ever do that?!” Ace glared at Grim.

“What is going on here? Cease this at once!” Crowley’s voice rang out, making the three of you freeze.

“Oh no.. The Headmage!” Ace said as he looked nervous.

“No more lashings of love! We gotta get outta here!” Grim shouted, you suddenly heard a lash whip and Ace screaming painfully before hearing Grim scream next.

“I’m still sore from yesterday!” Grim shouted, you had to hold back from laughing as you watch the both of them painfully rub where Crowley hit them.

“As if the likes of you could ever flee from me!” Crowley said crossing his arms.

“Did I not just warn you, “no more incidents?” And now you’ve charred one of my statues?! It’s almost as though you WANT to be expelled!” Crowley sighed.

“No! Forgive me!” Ace said quickly apologizing.

Crowley turned his attention to you making you flinch “and you, Yuu. You were specifically told to keep Grim under control!” You bowed your head slightly “I’m sorry.”

“This will not do. And you! State your name and grade.” Crowley looked at Ace.

“Ace Trappola…Freshman.”

“Then listen well, Trappola. You too, Grim and Yuu. As punishment for today’s infractions, you are hereby ordered to wash a hundred windows!”

You sighed you really could not catch a break in this world “that’s what you get for makin’ fun of me! This is all your fault!” Grim scolded at Ace.

“What! I have to do it too?!”

“Of course you do. You will meet in the cafeteria after class. Are we clear?”

Ace sighed in defeat “yes sir.”

“Ugh I just can’t catch a break!” Grim complained, Ace walks off into the school and Crowley walks in an opposite direction. Leaving Grim and you alone, Grim slowly peeks over at you but doesn’t say a word.

He knows you’re angry you don’t have to even say anything but he can already sense your frustration with him, you begin to clean the front gate and Grim joins you. It’s quiet before finally Grim decides to speak up “Yuu… are you angry with me?”

You wanted to stay angry at him, but when you see his ears drop in sadness when you didn’t reply your anger softened. You reached down to him and gently cradled him in your arms, surprisingly he didn’t protest “Grim- I’m just frustrated… I know Ace was a jerk and he pissed me off too, but we have to be careful okay? So try to control your anger for now on.” You say before gently placing him down.

After cleaning the front of the gate and the library you both made your way to the cafeteria, even while completing your tasks you still had to clean the windows… “I’m already exhausted from a full day of cleanin’ I can’t believe we still gotta wash a hundred windows!”

“I know… but we gotta suck it up and just do it.” You say to Grim as you handed him a towel, “what’s buggin’ me is, Ace ain’t even here yet! To make us wait, after what he did… grr!”

“Maybe he’s just running late because of class…” you both waited… and waited….and waited until it was really late “And now he’s super late! I bet he up and bailed on us!” You groaned placing your towel on a nearby table “let’s go look for him then.”

“Let’s go! I ain’t doing his punishment for him! I don’t care if we gotta drag him kickin’ and screamin’ he’s washing those windows!” Grim said angrily, you nodded you both went to a freshman classroom to look for him.

“Hey! Ace! Get over here! Try to hide from me, will ya!” You both looked around the classroom and found no one “huh.. maybe there’s really no one here?”

“Oh I wouldn’t say that. I’m here.” You both looked at the painting before quickly stumbling back “That painting just talked!” Grim shouted “Yes and?… is a talking painting really such an oddity at this school?” The lady in the portrait on that wall talks too. As does the gentleman in the portrait on this one. As long as a painting has a mouth, why wouldn’t it be able to talk? Is that really so strange?”

“I mean… paintings usually don’t talk…” you said to him, “well, your “usual” and my “usual” clearly differ. Shall we agree to disagree on the matter? Now, you seem to be searching for someone.”

“We’re lookin’ for this guy called Ace. He’s got messy hair and a heart drawn on his face.” Grim informed the painting.

“Ah, I know the one. A new student, I believe? Today was his first day at school. I think he went back to his dorm a while ago.”

“Grr! So it’s true! He’s tryin’ to ditch us! Do you know which way he went?” Grim asked.

“The door to dorms is in the eastern building.”

“Let’s go chase after him, Yuu!” You knew this wasn’t going to end well, even after your talk with Grim about learning to control his anger he just seemed more pissed off by the second.

You and Grim made your way to the eastern building like the painting said, as the both of you got closer that’s when you saw Ace. “Aha! Gotcha punk!” Grim shouted as he started running to Ace, “they saw me!” Ace said nervously before he started running away from you and Grim.

“Stop right there, pal! No fair gettin’ a head start! Wait!”

“Who in their right mind would ever wait?! See ya!”

“No way are you gettin’ out of this! You think I WANNA wash windows?” You followed behind Grim chasing after Ace.

“Outta my way!” You heard Ace shout, that’s when you noticed there was another student in the building “Hey! What gives?!” He asked confused quickly moving out the way, watching Ace run by.

“Hey you!” You shouted making the boy turn his attention to you, “please stop him!”

“You want me to cast a spell to stop him?! Like, freeze his legs? or bind them with a rope? Or maybe I could… hmm.. no..”

“I don’t care how! Just do something! Anything!” Grim shouted.

“Anything?! Anything… huh… All right! Here goes anything! I summon thee…something heavy!…” Suddenly out of no where you watch a cauldron falls on top of Ace, “what?! A pot?!”

You and Grim stopped running and that’s when you heard Grim let out a belly laugh “Look, Yuu! Look! That Ace guy got crushed beneath a giant cauldron! It squashed him flat! That’s what you get!” Grim smirked.

“A giant cauldron?! I wasn’t expecting that… I may have overdone it this time…�� the boy mumbled.

“Oww… What are you guys bothering me for? You guys coulda just banged out the work yourself!”

You frowned at Ace “dude there’s no “banging out.” A hundred windows! You heard the headmage we have to do it together besides remember YOU started it.”

“You have to wash a hundred windows as punishment? What the heck did you do?!” The other student asked, “I was just screwing around with that furball a little…” You, Grim and the other boy just stared at Ace waiting for him to explain further what he actually did “Okay! And the statue of the Queen of Hearts got a teeny bit charred. Sue me.”

“You damaged a statue of the Great seven?! No wonder he flew off the handle with you! After you managed to get into THIS school, how could you get in this trouble on the very first day?!”

Ace glared at him “Oh, shut up. Who are you anyways?”

“My name is Deuce. Deuce Spade. Don’t you remember your own classmate?”

“Uh… you don’t remember my name either.” Ace said quickly.

“That’s not the point! You shouldn’t try to shrink an order from the headmage!” Deuce scolded.

“Yeah, Yeah, message received… Fine, let’s bang out the windows already… huh?” Ace started looking around confused before looking at you.

You stared at him “what?…”

“The furball! He’s gone!” He shouted, you let out a groan as the three of you ran outside. You saw Grim already running ahead “I’ll let you two handle the rest! See you, suckers!”

“You caught me so YOU could run away yourself?! Yuu! Aren’t you going to stop him?!”

“Me?! I don’t have magic!” You shouted.

Ace sighed “hey! You there! Uh… juice?”

“My name isn’t juice! It’s Deuce! With a D!”

“This is partially your responsibility, you know! So help me catch that little furball!”

“How’s this my responsibility?!”

“Grim’s useless janitor friend can’t use magic. That means this is up to you and me!”

Of course Ace just had to take a jab at you, you watched as Deuce and Ace chased after Grim leaving you.

You truly had the worst luck ever, hopefully Crowley finds a way home for you soon. You’re not sure how long you can put up with Grim causing you trouble, you start running to Ace and Deuce to catch up with them.

The three of you run from the Main Street straight to the cafeteria caging Grim in, “argh stop jumping around like that!” Ace said annoyingly to Grim, but Grim only laughed “catch me if you can!” That’s when you saw Grim jump up on the school’s chandelier, “Grim! Get down from there!”

“No way! Don’t be giving me orders human!”

“No fair climbing onto the chandelier, you coward! I haven’t really learned flight magic yet… what could I summon to hold him?… hmm… “ you could hear Deuce mumble “oh! That’s it!”

“Did you come up with somethi— Hey! Stop! What are you doing?! Why are you pointing your pen at me?!” Ace looked over at you, but you didn’t know what to do either.

“Because I’m going to launch you.”

Oh, shit. “Wait Deuce—“ but he didn’t stop he casted a spell on Ace “are you kidding me?! Put me down!” You saw Ace begin to levitate off the ground “seriously do not launch me! Abort! ABORT!”

“Just make sure to grab him tight. I’ve got him in my sights, and… go!” You watch as Deuce threw Ace, Ace let out a scream as he was launched towards the chandelier.

When Grim saw Ace suddenly he let out a scream, that’s when you closed your eyes and looked away before hearing a loud crash. When you looked back you saw the chandelier on the ground broken, “oh no the chandelier!” You shouted.

You knew Crowley was going to be pissed off when he found out about this, you hear Ace let out fits of cough as dust scattered from the chandelier “I can’t believe you just did that!”

Grim lets out a groan “oh, right! I probably should’ve have come up with a way to soften your landing after you caught him..”

“You complete and total moron!” Ace shouted at Deuce as he got up and dusted off his uniform “we got Grim, but we broke the chandelier! If the headmage finds out about this—-“

“If I find out about… what, dear Ace.” Welp the four of you were dead….

“Ah! Headmage Crowley…!”

“YOU.THREE.AGAIN. What have you done this time?!” Crowley shouted as he stared at You, Ace and Grim.

“Everything’s spinning….” Grim groaned.

“Burning at statue wasn’t enough for you? Now you’ve destroyed a chandelier!? Enough. All of you are expelled.” Crowley stated.

“Whaaat!” Ace and Deuce shouted.

“Headmage, please! Give me a second chance! I can’t get expelled from this school! I need to be here!” Deuce said, “then blame yourself for your own foolish behavior.”

“I’ll pay for the damage! However much it costs!”

“That chandelier is no mere light fixture. It is a magical chandelier. Its candles are powered by a magical energy source, enchanted so that they will burn for eternity. It was created for us by a legendary artificer. Possibly their finest creation. It has been here since the school was established and I imagine it would be here forevermore. Considering its historical value, I would estimate its worth to be no less than a billion thaumarks. And you intend to repay that sum?” Crowley asked.

“A….A billion marks?!”

“B-but I’m sure with your magical talents, sir, you could snap your fingers and fix it right up!”

“Even magic has its limits. Furthermore, its magestone— the figurative heart of any magic artifact— is cracked. A magestone cannot be easily replaced, I fear the candles of this majestic chandelier will never burn again.”

Ace sighed “this is bad…”

“What am I going to do?!… how am I going to tell my mother?…”

You frowned looking at Ace and Deuce, you couldn’t help but feel like this was your fault if only you kept your eyes on Grim!

“Crowley where exactly can you find the magestones?” You asked.

Deuce and Ace looked at you shocked after you asked Crowley that question, “hm… well the magestones that powered this chandelier was mined from a dwarf’s mine. If you can acquire a magestone with the same properties, it may be possible to repair it.” Crowley informed.

“Then let us go find it.”

“I should caution you that I cannot promise there yet remain magestones to find. The mines were closed quite some time ago. It is quite likely that all of the magestones have already been mined.”

You shrugged “it wouldn’t hurt to look right?” You say glancing at Deuce and Ace.

“I will do anything to avoid expulsion, sir!”

Crowley hummed “Very well, then. I will suspend your expulsion for a single night. But if you fail to return with a magestone by morning, then all of you are expelled.”

“I understand, sir. Thank you very much for this opportunity!”

Ace sighed “Fine, then. Let’s hurry down there, find a stone and get this whole thing done with.”

“You should be able to reach the Dwarf’s Mine instantly by using one of the gates in the Mirror Chamber.”

The three of you nodded “Myah… where am I?!” Grim said quickly getting up, you huffed before picking him up by the scruff of his neck “MYAH?! YUU! Put me down!”

“What did we talk about last time?” Grim gulped, he’s never seen you upset “a-ah I’m sorry!” You sighed you would continue this discussion later with him, but for now it’s better to go help Ace and Deuce.

The four of you start walking to the Dark Mirror, at first it was quiet and awkward between you guys but that’s when Deuce spoke up. “Yuu right?… thank you for asking Crowley about the magestone.” Deuce said giving you a warm smile, you smiled politely back at him “well listen you guys went after Grim and tried capturing him… I think it was the best thing to do.”

Ace suddenly groaned “can you both stop flirting? Like seriously.” You and Deuce glared at him “we aren’t flirting it’s actually called being nice Ace.” You huffed at him, Ace didn’t argue and only mumbled whatever.

The four of you finally arrived at the Dark Mirror, “maaan… how did I end up in this mess? I swear, I have the worst luck.”

“We don’t have time to complain. Let’s go! Dark Mirror take us to the Dwarf’s Mine!”

The Dark Mirror started to glow first a soft white color before finally shining brightly, the four of you stepped through the Mirror arriving at the Dwarf’s mine. It was definitely abounded….there was a house but it didn’t seem like anyone lived inside it for years.

“So this is the Dwarf’s Mine… Long ago, this mine was flushed with magestones.”

“Myah.. who knows what lurks in there now?” Grim said as he hid behind your legs.

“Look, I can see a house. Let’s see what the people there have to say.” Ace pointed out, the four of you walked towards the cottage and slowly opening the door.

The house was scattered with cobwebs and dust, “hello?…. Is anyone home? Must be abounded.” Deuce said as he looked around “look how tiny these desks and chairs are. Did children live here? One, two… Seven! It’s like a clown car in here!”

“When the mine was flourishing, this house must have been a lively place.”

“Well, this isn’t getting us anywhere. If we’re gonna find a magestone, it’ll be inside the mine.” Ace pointed out, “let’s head inside and take a look.”

You guys ventured outside and saw a cave opening, a tree stuck on top of it as the roots grew on the sides of the cave.

“Y-You wanna go inside THERE? It’s pitch black!”

“What are you scared of the dark? Pathetic.” Ace said teasing Grim, “Myah! I’m not scared of anything! I’m taking the lead you all follow me!” Grim said as he rushed inside the cave, as you followed behind Grim you could see different mining supplies.

“Huh? Hold up!” Shouted Deuce making Grim, Ace and you freeze suddenly.

“What now?”

“There’s something there!”

That’s when two ghost suddenly appeared making Grim shriek, “visitors! The first in ten years!” “Do make yourself at home… you can stay forever!”

“Myah! Gh-gh-ghost!” Grim shrieks as he quickly hides behind you, “ghosts are about the last thing we need right now! Let’s give those ghosts the slip and run for it! Follow my lead!” Deuce grabs a hold of you arm and pulls you to the front of the group, “Deuce?!”

“Yuu lead the group! If the ghost get too close Grim, Ace and I can hold them off.”

You nodded and started running.

“Myah! These ghosts are still hot on our trail!” Grim complained “keep moving!” Ace shouted you didn’t look back, but you could hear them using their magic to keep the ghosts away.

You started to hear something else deep in the mines, you came to sudden stop as Grim crashed into your legs and Deuce and Ace quickly brushing past by you as to not run you over. “Yuu! Why are you stopping?” Ace asked, “I hear something.. look.”

Ace looked ahead and saw more ghost gathered he sighed in frustration “more ghosts?! They’re floating around here too!”

“If we stop and fight, we’ll never get anywhere. Let’s just keep moving.” Deuce suggested.

“Sure, but don’t act like we voted you team leader. The only reason we’re here in the first place is because of that stupid stunt you pulled.”

Deuce frowned at Ace “oh? I’m pretty sure this is all because you tried to shrink your window-cleaning punishment!”

“So we’re bringing up ancient history now? Then if you wanna get down to brass tracks, this all started when furball torched that statue!” Ace shouted.

“Myah!? Maybe you shouldn’t made fun of me, then!” Grim quickly defended himself.

“Guys! We’re in real hot water, remember?! If we don’t come back with a magestone by morning, we’re all being expelled!”

“Yeah, which is why we don’t need you ordering the rest of us around. It gets old fast.” Ace complained.

That’s when you suddenly hear a low deep rumble while the rest of them were still busy arguing it sounded like it was starting to get closer… “shh! Did you guys hear that?” Ace, Deuce and Grim finally stayed quiet and listened.

That’s when you heard the voice again more clearly it didn’t sound like it was making sense either, “w-where’s that coming from?” Ace asked and again the voice spoke unclear of what it wanted or was saying.

“Sounds like…it’s getting closer….”

That’s when the creature finally appeared it oversized Ace and Deuce, black liquid dripped from its head. The creature shouted again but this time you understood it, it was protecting the magestone.

“There is it!” Ace, Deuce and Grim screamed. Ace grabbed your arm and quickly pulled you to run with them, “what was that?!” “No one said there’d be monsters! Let’s get outta here!” Grim cried.

“That thing is super creepy! But didn’t it just say something about “stones?”

“Wait what?”

Again the creature spoke, Ace was right.

“So there ARE still magestones here!”

“Myah! Even as a master sorcerer, I… I don’t think I can take that thing down!” Grim mumbles frighteningly.

“But we need a magestone or we’ll get expelled! I’m going in!”

“Are you outta your mind?!”

“Deuce wait!” You tried grabbing a hold of his arm, “I won’t be expelled! No matter what!”

You stared at Ace with concern as you both watch Deuce attack the creature, but even with his determination the creature ends up throwing Deuce aside “aw, crap! He’s got Loosey-Deucey on the ropes! Not on my watch!” Ace uses his wind magic on the monster but it has no affect on it.

The creature throws Ace away and that’s when it sets its sight on Grim “Myah! Stay away from me!” Grim shouted using his fire but nothing was working “it’s like nothing even hurts it!” Grim shrieks.

Suddenly you see something sparkle behind it “did you guys see that?!”

“Could that have been a magestone?!”

The creature roars angrily again refusing to let you guys take the magestone.

“Yuu! we need to book it, and fast! That thing’s gonna pound us into tuna paste!”

You nodded and grabbed Grim “Ace! Deuce! Let’s retreat for now! We need to come up with a plan!” You all rush out of the cave and safely outside, you set Grim down and sighed.

“This should be far enough, I think?”

“Oww… what was that thing? No one said there’d be anything like that!”

“That was no normal ghost, that’s for sure.”

Ace sighed “let’s just give up and go home, I’ll happily take the expulsion if it means never having to fight that thing again.”

“What?! No way, not happening! I’d rather die than get expelled from Night Raven! How can you give up when the stone is right there?”

Ace scoffed at Deuce “pfft. Big talk from someone who’s not even half the mage I am. You want that stone so bad, go get it yourself. I’m out.”

“Oh YEAH?! Fine, go back to your coop, you big chicken!”

“Whaaat?! Who’re you callin’ chicken, huh?!”

“Whoa, Deuce… is it just me, or did you like, turn into a totally different person just now?”

Grim said, Deuce realized what Grim meant and suddenly coughed “Sorry… Lost my cool for a second there… Sorry Yuu.”

You cocked your head to the side “why are you apologizing to me?”

“Because! It’s not gentlemen like for me to get this upset…”

You shrugged “don’t worry about it, you’re just… frustrated and rightfully so… what do we do now?”

“Can’t you guys just blow that thing up with magic?” Grim asked.

“Using magic at a greater scale, or using different types of magic— those things require training.”

“Yeah that’s why magic academies exist. It takes a lot of training before you can snap your fingers and turn your thoughts into magic and the more flustered you are, the more likely you are to make mistakes.”

You hummed “oh I’d assumed spell casting just came naturally.”

“Nope, although if the magic’s your specialty, you can use it more intuitively.”

“Heh, you’re actually pretty smart Ace.”

“Y-You!”

“Anyways, we need to find some way to defeat that creature and get the magestone.” Deuce said.

“Yeaaaah. Just like the time with the chandelier, right? You “found some way” and now here we are. We just fought that thing and it creamed us. So what exactly is your plan here, genius? Because I sure don’t trust you to improvise.”

“What?! You’re the one—“

You seriously couldn’t handle them fighting anymore, Grim could tell by your face that you already had enough “can you two just knock it off already?!” You shouted both Ace and Deuce stopped and stared at you in shock.

“Yuu finally snapped..” Grim mumbled.

“You said it yourself— we can’t hurt that thing.”

“But…But what are we going to do, then?!”

“What if we all just worked together?” You suggested.

“Work together? Is that some kinda joke? You always say the lamest things with the straightest face, yuu.”

“Agreed. No way could I work together with him.” Deuce said shooting a glare at Ace.

“Yeah… but gettin’ expelled on the first day… that’s pretty lame too.. maybe even lamer.”

“W-Well…”

Deuce sighed realizing Grim had a point.

“I actually did have this one idea… unless I’m too “lame” for that.” You said cheekily at Ace.

“Gah… fine. Let’s just get this over with, then. Alright Yuu, what do you need us to do?”

You start to lay out the plan on how to attack the creature, halfway you could see Ace and Deuce look at you In amazement. “Yuu, that actually isn’t a bad idea! I think it can work.” Deuce said confidently, “thanks Deuce, let’s all get into position then.”

You four return back to the cave determined to get the magestone, “Yuu… is this plan of yours really gonna work? I’m scar- I mean, I’m a little… uh, hungry.”

You nodded “I’m confident this can work.”

“It really could. Let’s go, Yuu!” Deuce said supporting you.

Grim positioned himself in front of the cave, he looked at you nervously but you gave him a confident nod “H-Hey, monster! I’m, uh… over here! You see the monster emerge out of the cave angrily, “he’s comin’ our way, Yuu!”

You got into your position hoping Ace and Deuce were both ready as well, “hey! Over here!” You shouted at it, the monster took a quick swing at you but fortunately you were able to dodge it “eep! If it lands one of those punches, we’re toast!”

“Let’s lure him as far from the cave as we can!” Grim nodded as he followed your lead he helped you lure the monster further away,“we got him a good distance away from the mine!” Grim shouted.

“Ace! Deuce! We’re counting on you!”

“You bet, I got this! One extra-large gust of wind, comin’ up!”

“With a side of Grim’s blazin’-hot fire!” Grim’s fire grew as it collided with Ace’s wind magic, the monster shrieked “how’s that taste?! With my winds fanning them, even Grim’s feeble flames can become an inferno.”

“Whaddaya mean “feeble?!” Ya really don’t know how to shut yer mouth, do ya?!”

“Now’s our chance!” It was up to Deuce to deliver the final blow, “just stay calm, aim carefully… and pull out the biggest, heaviest thing I can think of… Get ‘em cauldron!” Deuce summoned a cauldron making it fall on top of the monster “nailed it! The plan is workin! Look, Yuu! That monster got smashed flat by a falling cauldron, just like Ace did!”

Ace quickly glares at Grim “Coulda done without the reminder, thanks! This has been one drag after another.” He sighs.

Deuce quickly rejoins the group after seeing the monster wasn’t able to get up “Quick! While it’s distracted, we need to get that magestone!”

You guys quickly run inside the cave to find the magestone, that’s when you see it laying on the floor. The colors were a mixture of red, green and blue. “Got it!” You said picking it up and handing it to Deuce, you hear the monster roar as he started to wiggle out underneath the giant cauldron.

“Uh-oh! Looks like it’s nearly wiggled free!”

“Hey, Deuce! You gotta add more weight!”

“Y-You mean something heavier?”

You heard Deuce stuttering trying to come up with something, “Uh… I summon thee, cauldron!” You watched as cauldron appeared falling on top of the monster “And also, uh…Um.. Another cauldron!” Another fell, “And a cauldron on top of that! All the cauldrons!” The monster seemed to shrink underneath the weight of the cauldrons.

“Is that the only thing you know how to summon?!” Ace questioned.

“Pipe down, already! I’m worked up enough as it is!” Deuce snapped back.

Grim quickly threw a fireball at the monster “we got the magestone! Now let’s get outta here!”

“Roger that!”

You guys quickly ran out of the cave leaving the monster to roar furiously, it quickly shoved off the cauldrons and raced after you guys.

Ace looked behind him and saw the monster closing in “are you kiddin’ me?! It’s still coming! It pushed off all that weight!”

“Yuu! Don’t fall behind!” Grim shouted, “D-Don’t make me nervous Grim!”

You guys continued to run, but it seemed like outrunning it wasn’t the best option. “It’s too fast! It’s about to catch us!” Deuce warned.

“Y-You guys weakened it! If you guys were able to strike now!…”

“Aw, fine! Let’s just smash the thing! Try not to wet yourself, Deucey!” Ace pointed his magic pen at the monster.

“Same to you, Ace!” Deuce stood next to Ace and took out his magical pen.

“I’m gonna show you why they call me Grim the Great!”

“Yuu, make sure you keep your distance.” Ace warned, you nodded.

You saw as Ace and Deuce finally worked together as a team… honestly you felt a little proud of them! Grim was also standing his ground and not backing down, Ace continued to mix his wind magic with Grim’s fire. Deuce was the one who delivered the last blow to the monster making it finally fall down, all of you stood still cautiously waiting for the monster to get back up. Yet it didn’t you finally felt like you could breathe calmly.

“Is it… over?”

“I think.. we won? We did it!” Grim cheered.

“All right!” Deuce shouted happily.

“Yes!”

“Gimme a victory high-five!” Grim, Ace and Deuce came closer to you to include you in, you smiled “We’re all really good friends, hm?”

“I don’t think that had anything to do with it.” Deuce was quick to turn down that notion “Yeah! Spare us the cliches, Yuu.” “There’s no “together” here! We won ‘cause of me! This is all from me bein’ a magical genius!” You rolled your eyes at them, “be honest at least!”

“Y’know… I hate to admit it, but.. we mostly won because of your plan, Yuu.”

“Yeah… if you hadn’t managed to keep your cool and tell us what to do, we never would have got this magestone.”

You smiled at them, “well… I’m just glad it worked out for you guys in the end!”

Deuce nodded “now I won’t get expelled, and wow is THAT a relief!”

“I’m just glad you guys are okay, you three almost gave me a fright when I saw that monster punch you guys.”

Ace sighed “yeah, yeah, lessons were learned, et cetera. Can we just go home already? I’m wiped.”

“Usin’ all that magic made me hungry!” Grim complained “huh? What’s that?” You noticed a black stone on the ground “is that a part of the monster we just beat?”

Deuce examined it more closely “it looks like… a magestone? But it’s black as coal! I’ve never seen one like that before.” Grim got closer to look at it, you saw his nose twitch as he sniffed it “what IS this? It smells amazing!”

“Are you insane?!”

“Must be some kinda fancy monster candy that it was hidin’ from us! If this tastes half as good as it smells…” Grim picked up the stone and suddenly chomped down on it, “Grim no!” You picked him up and tried to see if you could take it away from him, but it was too late it was already gone.

“MYAH?!” You flinched as you heard Grim make a weird noise.

“Are you okay?!” Deuce asked.

“That’s what you get for eating trash!”

“Ohhh… that was… AMAZING!” Grim cheered in your arms, you looked over at Deuce and Ace confused and they only stared at you confused as well.

“Rich in favor and full-bodied… Like sweet, fragrant flowers burstin into bloom on my tongue. A whole field of ‘em! Right in my mouth!”

Ace gaged “Gross. Monsters must have real weird tastes.”

“You might be onto something there… Most humans don’t take random stuff they find on the ground and just pop it into their mouths.”

You sighed and placed Grim back down on the floor “Grim, this better not get you sick in the future you hear me?” You scolded but of course Grim wasn’t paying attention and went on about the flavors again.

“Don’t worry about me. I don’t got a weak stomach like you humans do.”

“Hmph. We’ll see if you’re so smug when you’re sick later tonight.”

“Okay, let’s pull ourselves together. We need to get this magestone to the headmage.”

The four of you made it back to the Dark Mirror, you realized the mood felt much more different around Ace and Deuce. Last time it felt rather awkward, but now this time it almost felt comforting…

Back at the school you guys saw Crowley already waiting for you guys, when Deuce handed him the magestone Crowley looked shocked…

“Pardon?! You’re telling me you actually went to the Dwarf’s Mine in search of a magestone?” Crowley asked.

The four of you stared at him confused then at each other “uh… yes?”

“I didn’t expect that you’d seriously do it. And never in my wildest imaginings did I think you would actually return with a magestone! And here I spent all evenings preparing your expulsion documents.”

“Are you serious?! While we were fightin’ some crazy monster for you, you were expelling us?!” Grim grumbles.

“Monster”…? Crowley asked.

“Yeah. There was a monster, all right. A big, nasty one. It nearly killed us!”

“Would you kindly relate this story in full?”

“It’s going be a long one…”

“Please follow me to my office then, I have time to spare.”

You guys follow Crowley to his office and start to explain to Crowley about the monster you fought, Crowley only listened and nodded sometimes.

“Hmm… So a mysterious monster was living in the mines. And the four of you worked together to destroy it, and then brought its magestone back to me?” Crowley questioned. “I don’t know that I’d call it “working together.” Ace mumbles.

“It was more like we just happened to share the same goal at the same time…”

You rolled your eyes “don’t listen to them, we did work together they just don’t want to admit it.”

“Oh gracious… ohh… ohhh…” Crowley starts to cry before full on sobbing in front of you guys.

“What is this guy���s deal?! Bustin’ into tears in public?! At his age?!” Grim whispers.

“In all the decades I’ve worked at this school…the day has finally come when the students of Night Raven College have joined hands together to defeat a common foe!”

“Whoa! No! No way would I join hands with that guy!” Deuce quickly says.

“Okay, one, there was no joining of hands. Gross. And two, exactly HOW old are you, headmage?!”

Crowley ignores answering Ace’s question, “At this moment, I am moved beyond words. This incident has proven my hopes were justified. Yuu, my doubts are allayed! For you… you possess the talents of a beast tamer!”

Your jaw dropped “beasttamer?!”

“My students have all been selected by the Dark Mirror for their exceptional talent and potential. But great talent begets great pride and big egos. Most are so self-reliant and self-centered that they never even consider cooperating with others.” Crowley explains.

“You make it sound like that’s a bad thing.” Grim mumbles.

“But you, Yuu possess no magic. Yet in spite of that— or perhaps because of it— you were able to convince those who CAN use magic to work together for a common goal. The everyday, humdrum mundanity you possess may be exactly what Night Raven needs!”

“But… none of those words are good things?”

“Yuu… I am convinced that people like you are necessary for the future of this school. My educator’s institution tells me so, Trappola, Spade—I hereby revoke your pending expulsions! Furthermore, Yuu… I am granting you the qualifications necessary to attend school at Night Raven College!”

“What?!” Ace, Deuce and Grim shout.

You stood there shocked at Crowley’s notion, “You… remember that I can’t use magic, right?” You said reminding Crowley, “I remembered that’s why, Grim your actions today have made it clear that you possess sufficient talent to become a mage. In light of the total sum of your respective circumstances, you and Yuu will share a single enrollment at Night Raven College.”

“Myah! I…I’ll get to go to this school…? As an actual student? Not a janitor?!” He asked.

“Correct. However! There must be no further incidents like the one that occurred today. Are we clear?”

“Myah..Myah… Yuu, I…I finally…”

You smiled at Grim happily “Grim! I’m so happy for you!”

“I finally did it!” Grim exclaimed happily.

“Accordingly, I will now present to Grim the magestone that is issued to every student here.”

The magestone that Deuce turned in to Crowley suddenly appeared on Grim’s neck it was a soft purple color, “heh! A magestone, eh?!”

“It is typically attached to the “magical pen” that each student uses. But I suspect your paws cannot handle implements, therefore I have a custom solution for you. Is it possible that I am, in fact, too kind?”

“Ah, sweet! I look awesome! A magestone collar to be worn only by the legendary archmage, Grim!” Grim cheered in a cheerful mood.

“You’re not listening to anything I say, are you? Yuu, as you can plainly see, Grim remains oblivious to the customs of human society. You are to keep a tight rein on Grim, and ensure there are no further incidents!” Crowley informs you.

“Wow, that’s quite the promotion. From janitor to student to prefect, all in the span of a day.”

“Oh, I see. So if your dorm is just you two… and the headmage is putting you in charge of Grim, that makes you.. the dorm prefect.”

“Well, that’s gotta be a Night Raven first! A magic-less prefect? But sure, why not? Whatever works!”

You smiled at Deuce and Ace before looking at Crowley, “I’ll do my best!” You cheered.

Ace chuckles “Good luck to you, magic-less prefect.”

“Ah, yes. I suppose that does make you a prefect. I just so happen to have a job for you, and that title will make it all the easier to foist…er, I mean, congratulations!” Crowley goes to his desk and pulls something out, “now, I have something for you. This is called a ghost camera.”

You stare at Crowley confused “ghost?” You asked tilting your head to the side, “oh, my grandma’s told me about those. Those are like super old magic item, right?” Ace asked.

“I would hardly consider them “super old…” ahem. But it may indeed have been invented when your great or great-great-grandmother was a child. It’s a camera enchanted with a special kind of magic. It enables the user to photograph not just the subject’s physical form, but parts of their soul itself.”

“Wait that sounds… sketchy.” Deuce said.

“They’re called Memories. Here’s the thing: when the soulbond between photographer and subject deepens… The Memories captured in this magical camera’s photos come jumping out!” Crowley hands you the camera and you examine it carefully.

“Soulbond?” You asked.

“When the photographer and subject grow closer, their photographs grow animated like videos…and sometimes the photographs take on corporeal form and slip out. Is that not what you youths would call “wicked keen”?

You cringe at Crowley trying to say those words, “that almost sounds like ghost photography!”

“Very astute. Hence the name “ghost camera.” I understand it was developed as a more vivid way to capture moments in time, in an age before videos were a thing. As Spade observed, in days of yore, when people saw Memories jumping out of photos, they would get spooked and yell, “Ghost!” I’ve heard many people who were deathly scared of being photographed by such a camera.”

“This tech sounds like way more trouble than it’s worth.” Ace sighed, “Yuu. I would like you to photograph Grim and the other students with this camera, and make a record of your campus life.”

Grim sang a cheery rhyme “sounds like the perfect way to immortalize all my finest moments!”

“Ahem.. make especially certain to capture the mischief caused by certain students who struggle with impulse control. Keeping a photographic journal sounds far less tedious than writing me lengthy reports, wouldn’t you agree? As a prefect, consider it your duty to maintain a sharp eye on your surroundings and record them. Note how generous I’m being in providing a rare magical item that even someone like yourself can use. Is my kindness not beyond all reckoning?”

You held yourself back from replying back to him sarcastically “thank you, sir.” “The hour has grown late, so further details shall have to wait till the morrow. You are all dismissed. Return to your dorms.”

“Good night, sir.”

You all leave his office, and exit into the hallway. “Phew… we managed to avoid expulsion. That was a close one!” Deuce sighed, “Yeah, no kidding!”

“La la la! I’m a student at Night Raven College! I’m gonna be the top mage on campus in no time. Enjoy eating my dust, boys!” Grim smirked.

“Big words for a sentient pile of lint who’s literally only half a student. Still.. good for you.”

“I guess we’re schoolmates now. Grim, Yuu— welcome to Night Raven.”

You smiled a Deuce “the pleasure is all mine.”

“Okay, seriously, can we quit it with that stuff?” Ace groaned.

“Heh. We’ll be seeing each other all the time now. We’ll see what a pleasure that turns out to be. Especially you, Ace, since we’re in the same dorm.”

“Yeaaah, can’t say I’m jazzed to see your smug, self-important scowl every day.”

Deuce glares at Ace “better than your lazy, dopey grin.”

“Keep bawling, crybaby. I haven’t forgotten how you almost wept when he said you were expelled. Catch ya later, Yuu.”

You chuckled hearing them continue to bicker back and forth.

“Man, those two are made for each other. Maybe they’re the type who bond through squabblin.” Grim says as he watched them walk away, “well good thing we’re not like that huh Grim.”

“Yup! Anyways, Yuu. Let’s get back to the dorm! Tomorrow when we wake up, it won’t be as janitors. Finally, finally… my glorious education as a proper Night Raven College student is about to begin!”

You smiled at Grim’s excitement as you both walked back to the dorm you wondered how life was going to be now, Crowley never mentioned if he found a way for you to return home yet. At first you were afraid but now… you had Grim, Ace and Deuce… maybe it wouldn’t be so bad here until you found your way back home.

Once Deuce and Ace were out of view from you, Ace bumped into Deuce’s shoulder “you liked her didn’t you? Yuu?” Ace teased. Deuce face quickly became red “N-No! I just… admire her in some way..” “admire?” Ace asked confused.

“Y-Yeah! I mean… she doesn’t have anyone or even magic and yet she came through for us even when she didn’t have to.”

Ace hummed in agreement.

“And who knows since we’ll see her and Grim more often now maybe… they’ll become great friends to us?”

Ace chuckled “maybe, for the first time you’re actually right.”

Back at the dorm you and Grim drift off to sleep, ready for the next day when you two officially begin as students.

[grumpybunny-edith]

Gwen's Bunny HRT - Month 1 (Part 1)

I look at my reflection for what feels like the hundredth time today, waffling on how to do it. All the other girls have already gone through all this, and compared to their one-month photos, I feel... Behind. Delilah had already started growing fur in some places, and Edith already had a little bit of tail growing in. Sure, it looked a little weird without any fur on it, but... I’ve got nothing there but soreness. Is it even worth celebrating? Like, “oh yay, my ears look longer if you squint and my teeth look a little sillier”.  

I take a deep breath and dig my toes into my carpet, feeling pain flare up in them. It just started a couple days ago — maybe it would be better to wait until something came of it? Until walking on my toes didn’t hurt so bad, or even felt better than walking on my heels? 

I feel a tiny impulse at the small of my back, my spine apparently doing its best to wiggle at its base. Am I... unconsciously wagging my tail? The soreness that comes with it matches what the other girls had talked about. I smile, showing my reflection my weird teeth and the pain subsides a little. 

“Bunnies wag their tails when they’re upset,” Edith had told me once. It’s warming to feel how right she is, to feel like I actually belong, even for a second. It’s not that the other girls haven’t done a good job of making me think so; it’s just hard to see all of them so far along and then to look at myself. 

I set my phone down and stare at myself for a while. I imagine the fur suddenly sprouting up all across my body, shiny and soft. I imagine my ears getting so tall they graze the doorway. I imagine my tail, tiny and fluffy, poking out just about the hem of my sweatpants. It makes me smile and laugh at myself, and I feel a bit of pride in my teeth. They’ll look better coupled with everything else, I think. 

I hear my phone buzz, trying to avoid convincing myself it’s because my hearing has spontaneously improved. I laugh it off and check what it was. 

raeraebun: Hey girl!! Today’s one month, right?? Where’s the update??

I smile and blush instinctively. Rae and I don’t chat that much, but every time we do it lifts my whole mood. She’s also dropped by my place a couple times because she “made too many brownies and just had to make a delivery”. 

wen-kutesuli: Hey! Idk if I’m gonna do it today honestly lol 

raeraebun: Aww, why not? i mean like do whatever you want obvi but. you okay?

I sigh. I know I can probably tell her, it’ll almost definitely be fine, and she probably has something great to say. But it doesn’t make it any easier to say it. I’m almost embarrassed to still feel the way that I do even after her and Edith’s constant preaching of “loving yourself wherever you are”. 

wen-kutesuli: Yeah I’m okay lol. Just kinda 

wen-kutesuli: Wish I had more to show, I guess? 

Rae’s response comes quite literally instantly. 

raeraebun: GWENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

raeraebun: okay 

raeraebun: lemme show you something 

When Rae comes back after a couple minutes of digging, she sends me a picture of some random girl with hair like her own, followed by five closeups of a pretty standard human ear. 

raeraebun: so like

raeraebun: this was from january last year 

raeraebun: Id been on hrt for like. a month and a half to the day

raeraebun: I had taken a picture of myself every day since starting my regimen

raeraebun: and didnt see anything until that picture when FINALLY 

raeraebun: my ears had grown the tiniest little bit. 

raeraebun: I didnt stop screaming about it all day lol ashley got so sick of it 

raeraebun: and yk what happened next?

raeraebun: they stayed just like that for three more weeks LMAO

Rae has this way of making people smile and cry their eyes out at the same time. 

raeraebun: so... be nice to yourself? its not gonna happen all at once, and thats ok. every little bit is worth, like

raeraebun: I dunno 

raeraebun: a thousand parties

wen-kutesuli: That’s a lot of parties 

raeraebun: and you earn every single one of them :) 

I sit in stunned silence so pleased I don’t know what to do with myself. My body wants some kind of release, and I let it have one, laying face down and kicking my feet so quickly and so hard into the floor it probably upset the people below me. 

raeraebun: you dont have to, but we all wanna celebrate with you :D 

wen-kutesuli: Thank you 🩵 Maybe I’ll do it 

raeraebun: YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

raeraebun: GO GWENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!

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Thank you to @flightlessbirdgirl for helping me decide on Gwen's username and for letting me bounce ideas off it!

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[spidey-bie]

Guess who unwillingly read a smut work again? Yay 😑. (It was the first thing I saw when I first woke up. I started this at 7 am yesterday morning.) I will admit that it was kinda on me this time for not having the Miguel smut tag blocked but there was nothing that could've led me to believe that it'd be smut in the first place so my point still stands. Label your smut works.

TW: More pet names and nicknames. (I am a romantic aromantic I'm so sorry 😔) This is a loose continuation of the previous one.

You were awaken, unfortunately, by the jarring sounds of your morning alarm. You groggily look over to surprised to see your beloved s/o Hobie Brown still dozing away. Usually he'd sleep in his own room but you both had decided to have a sleepover the night before. At least this meant that you didn't have to make a trip to go and wake him.

"Bie." You shake him lightly. You only get a groan. "C'mon Bie you gotta get up."

"Just five more minutes." You thought about taking him up on his offer but, history has shown that this only led to you both sleeping in till noon. You had plans for the day and they required the both of you to be up at 8. Unfortunately Hobie had no plans on budging. Usually you'd gently ease him awake but time was ticking away. You had to take a more direct approach.

Begrudgingly you leave the comforts of your warm bed and head towards a window. If you weren't awake before the cold air had woken you up now. You open the curtains to let the sunlight pour in and wrestle the covers from his arms. (At least you knew that if a criminal attacked in the early morning Hobie would be fine. Unfortunately your blanket was not.)

"UGGGGGGH." He groaned as he tried to shield his eyes with his hand.

"Nope. I can't leave you here. You'd never get up before one if not for me."

Hobie grumbled something about time being a concept and moved his hand away.

"Bug must you torture me like this?"

You give him a tired giggle.

"I'm sorry Bie but it was the only way."

He sits up and yawns. This was a good sign. Hopefully he'd soon make his way to the bathroom to get ready for the day. Hopefully.

"I'm gonna get started on breakfast. Please at least be out of bed before I get back." You wait for his reply.

He wipes the sleep from his eyes and nods. You head to the kitchen.

You pop a couple frozen beignets in the oven and throw the rice that you prewashed into a pot. By the time the rice had finished Hobie had emerged from the bathroom much more chipper than before.

"The bathroom's all yours." He gives you a wink.

"I leave the rest to you sir." You give him a mock salute and he rolls his eyes. Quickly you make your way to the bathroom.

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You turn the water on and throw on a clear shower cap over your neon purple bonnet. You take note of Hobie's matching neon pink one laying on the vanity. He hated it when you first bought it for him. Yet, without fail he wire it every night. Whenever you offered to buy him another he refused absolutely offended that you even offered in the first place.

"Pink is punk. You think I'm getting rid of it now?Come off it." You chuckled at the memory.

After your shower you finish getting ready for the day. The final task that you had left was your hair. You applied a light oil to your hands and got to work. You had to unravel all of the twists that Hobie had done only a couple days before. After you finished you look yourself over in the mirror, make some final adjustments, pop on your black ring, and head out.

Immediately you are met with the smells of onion, chilis, and various spices. Hobie must've made that one dish again. When you arrived in the dining room you had found that you were right. Alongside the rice and beignets you made you find a mock ackee and saltfish that he makes with eggs, as well as bacon on your plate. You mentally cheer and sit down. Hobie smiles.

"I've been waiting ages for you to get out. Almost checked to see if you were alright."

You scoff and roll your eyes. "Bie, hush."

Grabbing your fork you dig into your plate. The first bite in and a whirlwind of delicious flavors hit your taste buds. You set your fork down and stare at him. A few years ago you couldn't ever imagine something like this. A familiar warmth and a shared meal with someone who cared for you.

"Bug, is something wrong?" He looked at you worriedly. "The food's good init?"

You nodded and smiled.

"Yeah." You pick back up your fork. "It's absolutely delicious."

A/N: Was this rushed? Most definitely. Do I have any regrets? No. I love this sm and if you don't go kick rocks (this is a joke).

I debated on whether I'd do shared rooms or separate but it is what it is. I stole the bonnet hc from @/murdrdocs.

Fun fact a black ring on your middle finger is supposed to be a subtle sign for asexuality if you didn't know. (I have a black and a white one.) Also i'm Creole not Jamaican so forgive me if I got something wrong here. Finally, beignets are heavenly and I'd eat them all day if not for my gluten intolerance.

[koolades-world]

Hiiii are your requests open?? If so could I request the Demon bros (or just Levi Beel and Belphie) comforting s/o after a long and hard day at work? Feel free to ignore if you don't wanna!

Love ur work btw!! ☆♡☆♡☆

hiii!! I’m pretty sure you’re my first ever requester! yay! I’ve been looking forward to this. Requests are open and will be unless I explicitly say they aren’t :D

Thank you sm!!! Sorry if this wasn’t exactly what you imagined. Don’t be afraid to give feedback. Let me know you vision so if you request again in the future, I’ll be better suited to write to your taste next time! Let me know what you think :)

I literally love requests since they give me ideas that I wouldn’t normally come up with, and I’m always itching to write about something. Requests make me feel special LOL kicking my feet, twirling my hair, giggling rn

also sorry that this is so late! it's exam season lol

Demon brothers comforting their s/o after a particularly hard day at work

Lucifer

convinced he would also be half asleep while comforting his s/o this man catches no breaks, except when around his beloved <3

His love language is quality time, so he wants to show you he cares by finally putting down the pen and just relaxing together

Would brew them a cup of his signature coffee, docked up as you like it, of course. Lucky you, he doesn’t do that for just anyone!

Mans down bad lol

Lucifer heard the door opening from his office. He recognized the sound of Mc’s footsteps in the hall as they hung up their coat and tucked away their work shoes. They were oddly silent, though. They usually called out to him, or burst into his home office to tell them about their day. He saw them shuffle past the open door and to their bedroom.

He decided it let it go for now. He wasn’t sure what was wrong, but if they needed him, they would come to him. He didn’t need to investigate. However, as he tried to focus on the work, he found himself reading the same paragraph over and over again as he though about Mc. After not even five minutes of debating, he got up with vigor and made his way to their room.

They were sprawled out over on the bed, face down. He quickly moved to flip them over. He let out a small sigh of relief now he saw their eyes were open. “What are you doing?” Lucifer sat next to Mc.

“I’m tired, Luci.” They grabbed the pillow he always used and put it over their face, their voice muffled.

“Are you feeling unwell?” He removed the pillow so he could see their face again.

“I guess you could say that. Everyone at work was so annoying today and I’m ready to do nothing now.” He stopped Mc from rolling over again and pulled them into his side.

“Let me make you something to drink. Go sit in the living room. Do you have any preferences?” He looked them right in the eyes.

“No, but one of the coffees you make the best sounds nice, maybe please?" He sighed lovingly a little at their antics. They clearly wanted this coffee.

“Consider it done. Now go sit.” He stood them up and gently pushed them out of the room. They disappeared out of view while he quickly brewed the coffee. He returned as fast as he could and sat next to them. Pressing the hot coffee into their hands, he placed his other hand on their head to pat them.

“Do you want to talk about your day?” He picked up his own mug and payed close attention to his partner. They agreed and began ranting about what coworker #1 did and how annoying coworker #2 was at lunch. While he listened carefully, he also took the moment to admire them, for no particular reason.

“… and that’s pretty much it I think. It felt good to get that out of my system.” Their coffee had cooled off by now. They took a small sip to test the temperature, and then took a few bigger ones once they knew it was safe.

“Good. Now if you don’t have anything urgent to do, I would prefer if we could sit together and enjoy each other’s company.” Lucifer scooted closer to press their legs together, so even though their hands were busy, they could still enjoy contact.

“That sounds nice. You’re the best, Luci.”

They basked in each other company for the next few hours, or however long that was. They weren’t really sure, but they were sure they were going to take as much time together as they could.

Mammon

It’s normal for him to be right on top of his s/o as soon as they walk through the door, but once he notices how worn they seem, he enters protective mode

“Who hurt my human?!” “Nobody Mammon, work was just tough” “oh”

No but in all realness, he would let down his tsundere facade to make sure you’re ok

Kisses!

Will convince you to let him make dinner to let you relax. He’s not the best, but he’s going to try, just for you <3

Afterwards, will cuddle together to make sure you day ends nicely

Mammon sat in front of the TV on their couch, his leg kicked up on the coffee table, aimlessly flickering through the channels. His duties were never too heavy, so he always found himself consuming human content. Humans were fascinating.

He heard keys jiggle in the front door. His human was finally home! He scrambled to his feet and patiently waited just out of the range of the door so he wouldn’t get hit by it when it opened. As usual, he threw himself at Mc as soon as they walked in. However, he noticed they were less responsive than usual. He took a step back and smoothed some of their hair back from their forehead. They weren’t smiling.

“Human? What’s the matter with ya?” He shook them by their shoulders.

“Work was the worst today. The day couldn’t have gone by any slower. I really missed you.” They slumped into his embrace. As he held them, he thought for a moment. He knew his usual demeanor wasn’t the most relaxing to deal with at times, and now was one of those times. For the sake of his Mc, he decided to drop his facade.

“Listen, how does this sound? Let me do the cookin’ tonight. Ya need to relax. I can feel the tension in yer shoulders. Ya go shower n’ relax or whatever, while I do the hard work. We can watch yer favorite movie too. If yer still feeling off tomorrow, ya can call in sick and have us time.” The warm smile that finally crept into Mc face, the one he had been looking for. He kissed their forehead, rubbing his thumbs in circles on their back.

“Thank you, Mammon. Everything you need is in the fridge. The recipe is in the cookbook.” They kissed the tip of his nose, kicking off their shoes and coat. They abandoned their work bag at the dining table before disappearing into their bedroom. He found himself stupidly standing there smiling for a moment. He could hear the blood rushing to his face. He snapped to it quickly. Mc needed him, and he was going to deliver. The cookbook was just a notebook the two of them had filled with their favorite recipes. A bookmark stuck out of one part, letting him know what to cook. He recognized it as his favorite human world food. Diavolo, he loved them. He cooked as fast as he could, so that when Mc got out of the shower, they would have a hot meal waiting for them.

Unfortunately, they were done before him, but at least he got the nice surprise of them laying their head on his shoulder and wrapping their arms around him as he cooked. Food was done shortly after, which Mc scarfed down.

“You’re the best Mammon. I love you.” They put their head ok his shoulder again as they sat side by side on the couch watching their favorite movie. He smiled into their hair and gave them a kiss on the top of the head.

“Love ya too.” He stayed silent for a moment, trying to decide what to say next. However, they had somehow fallen asleep. Had he really taken that long to think about what to say? No matter the case, he knew as long as they were happy, he was happy.

Levi

A worrier, will stress over every small thing he did because he’s concerned you’re upset over something he did

After a little thinking, he gathers the courage to go apologize only to realize it wasn’t his fault, he’s so precious 🥺

he’s so sweet, will offer whatever it takes to get his player two feeling better again

If you want to play games together, y’all are playing games. If you want to go out, y’all are going out

Y’all gotta place more respect on his name, I love him 😫 (please my little brother literally nicknamed him hotdog water 😭😭)

At first, Levi didn’t even realize Mc was home. As usual, he was holed up in his gaming room. Mc usually came into his room to give him a kiss and let him know they were home. He looked forward to it everyday. But today was different. The time they usually got home came and past, no word for them.

Levi paused what he was doing to think. It was almost an hour past the time Mc usually arrived home. No texts or calls from them he may have missed. He began to freak out. What if they got into an accident on the way home? What if they needed help but had no way of letting him know? He went to worst case scenario almost immediately. He stood up so fast he got lightheaded, but he didn’t care. He began tearing through the whole house in search of them.

His search ended quickly. He found Mc sitting in the kitchen with a bowl of cornflakes. They didn’t even notice him. As he let out one worry, another one flooded in. Was Mc mad at him? Why else would they not come to see him after they got home from work? He quickly tried to begin thinking of what he might have done to make them upset. Before he could think any longer, Mc noticed him standing in the doorway.

“Levi?” They tiredly put another spoonful of cereal in their mouth, and almost spit it out after Levi threw himself to his knees at their chair.

“Mc! I’m so sorry for everything! You’re the coolest person I know and I don’t deserve you! I’ll do anything to make it up to you!” He looked up at the sadly.

“What are you sorry for? I’m not mad at you. Should I be?” They put the spoon down and got up from the chair to crouch next to Levi.

“Wait, you’re not mad at me?” He paused and look at them.

“I’m not.” While they weren’t mad, Levi could tell something was wrong. They made no further move to continue the conversation, so he carried it himself. He wasn’t used to that.

“You didn’t stop in my room once you got home, so I just automatically assumed you were mad at me. I’m sorry for being so stupid.” He hung his head.

“Oh, no. You don’t have to apologize. Today work was just rough, so I went to get something to eat and unwind with. You told me that your raid was today, so I figured you would find me. Sorry if I worried you.” They side hugged him. He felt bad after he heard them speak. They were just tired and worn down by work. He immediately resolved to make it up to them.

“Well, uhm, if you’ll let someone gross like me help you, is there anything I can do to make you feel better? Anything at all?” Levi asked.

“If you’re offering, just spending time together sounds nice. Tell me about your day.” So he took a seat next to them and began doing what he did best: talking about video games. They watched him intently, occasionally remembering to eat the now soggy cereal that was in front of them. In the middle of his rambling, they gave him a kiss on the cheek. He paused and went bright red.

“To make up for the kiss I missed earlier, and as a thank you always being there. I love you, my admiral.” They smiled at him, the first time he has seen them smile that day.

“I… I love you too.” He was still embarrassed sometimes to say that, but it was all worth it to see the smile on their face.

Satan

Definitely thinks his way of destressing is the best: going to an animal shelter, playing with the cats, and then donating <3

However if you two lived separate from the rest, he’s 100% getting two cats minimum so the cats are right there! would still donate though since it makes him happy

Also firmly believes another really good way to unwind is to just say everything out loud. If you don’t want to tell him, that’s fine, he can leave the room or make it so he can’t hear what you’re saying

If not, he will talk your ear off (endearingly) about his latest read over tea

“Dear, are you home already? I thought you were going out with coworkers right after work?” Satan didn’t look up from his book but he had heard the door open as well the familiar jingling of their keys. Their two cats immediately got up from where they were resting on the back of the sofa and on his lap respectively to greet his partner. He finally looked up to see Mc standing with both the fuzz balls in arms, looking more tired then he’d ever seen them.

“What’s the matter?” He instantly knew something was wrong. He couldn’t place it, but something was off.

“It’s a long story.” They jumped over the back of the sofa and sunk down in the seat next to him. The three of them snuggled into his side, making him melt.

“Do you want to tell me the shortened version?” He placed a hand on their head. They leaned into his shoulder.

“That sounds great actually. Some of it is just office drama but it’s so tiring.” They began ranting to him about their awful day and how the minutes seemed to slow all day. “The only thing that kept me sane was thinking about you and our sons.”

Mc’s remark made him begin to heat up. It’s a good thing they weren’t looking at him. His heart swelled at even the thought of Mc referring to the group as a family. To be fair, they really did treat their cats as their sons and definitely received better treatment than some children. Part of him hoped one day he could prove himself a better father than Lucifer was to him. He couldn’t hope for a better partner. He gave them a kiss on the head.

“I think you need to hear that you’re the sweetest, most loving person I’ve ever met. No matter what happens, work or otherwise, you’ll always have my shoulder to lean on.” A small meow from between them told them that the cats wanted to be included too.

“Thank you, all three of you. Now, did you guys do anything fun while I was out? Please tell me you had a better day?” They looked at the group before them.

“I’m gonna tell them what you did. Yeah, someone had to do it. Stop that!” Satan laughed as the cats batted at his face. He knew no matter what, his partner loved hearing about everything the two cats got up to. Their hijinks could always be the highlight of anyone’s day. While he was in the middle of telling his story, Mc planted a kiss on his cheek.

“You’re a blessing from the heavens.” They wrapped their arms around his neck and leaned in closer. The meaning hit him directly in the feels. The fact that the most important important person in his life considered him, the odd one out of his brothers, a blessing from the heavens was more than enough to make his heart swell.

“I couldn’t ask anymore from a partner.” He gave them a kiss back, and continued the story wrapped up in their arms.

Asmo

You know exactly what he thinks would be best for you

Spa day!! He can give you the routine to die for and the entire time, he will he chattering like a nail tech who’s had you as a long time client

Anything you want is yours right now

He knows this won’t solve your problems, but he knows it will give you the right state of mind so you can solve them when the time comes

In the meantime, he’ll be your biggest cheerleader and kiss you better <3

“Babe! You’re home! I can’t wait to show you what finally arrived today through the human Akuzon! These nail stickers are to die for! Do you know if the human standards would allow them to survive that lava hot springs I love?” Asmo skidded around the corner to the front door as soon as he heard it open. He was holding up a little sheet covered in plastic wrap with cute little icons lined up in neat rows. However, Mc hadn’t even looked up from their shoes as they shuffled into front of him. They placed their head on his chest and leaned into him. "Babe?" Mc only made a strange groaning noise and hugged him when he tried to move away. They gripped him tightly. They still had their bag on their shoulder and keys in hand.

"What's wrong? Did someone at work do this to you?" He patted their back the best he could since they had his arms pinned down by their hug. They sat in silence for a moment, and Asmo was about to speak up again when they finally said something.

"I've just had such a long day. Just being around you is comforting, is all." They sighed happily as he began to stroke their head.

"I know exactly the cure to your woes! How does a super relaxing spa night sound? I just learned how to give hydrating facial and brought these new products for it! If you're up for it, do you think I could do your nails too? These little bow stickers are so cute." He thought that by pampering his beloved and being supportive he could give them the help they needed to get back up. They had done the same for him before.

"That sounds great. You always know how to make me feel better." Mc got on their tip toes to kiss his cheek. He internally squealed. He hugged them back excitedly.

“You’re going to love this! Go get changed into something comfortable while I get my things together. These stuffy work clothes don’t look very breathable.” He was reluctant to release them. He adored them. Eventually they tapped his arm, signaling they were ready to be released. He let go, but before they could walk off, he took their face in both his hands and kissed the tip of their nose.

“Love you Mc. Really, I do. I tell you everyday but I just want to make sure you understand that.” He pushed some hair away from their eyes with his thumbs.

"I love you too, Asmo. I really don’t know what I would do without you. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me.” They overlayed their hands with his and gave him a kiss back. Before he could retaliate, they backed away. After a playful wink, they disappeared around the corner he has initially ran around to get to them. He stood there for a minute, starstruck. It was moments like these that made him question why he ever thought he was the most beautiful thing alive when Mc existed.

Beel

You know the drill babes, say it on 3

Food!! Food is always the answer which is my favorite mentality

Food is what comforts him, especially foods that remind him of you, like what you consider comfort food

He will resist the urge to eat all the ingredients and make this food just for you, to see the look of hot on your face when the presents it to you

You know how hard that is for him which makes it all the more special

Beel was patiently waiting for Mc to get home from work. He did this sometimes, so it wasn’t unusual. However, what was unusual was how long he found himself waiting. He had a very good internal sense of time. He always knew when to stop whatever he was doing to wait for them. His internal timer went off about ten minutes before they got home. If they had told him they would be late that day, the timer wouldn’t go off until later. Today, though, he hasn’t heard anything from them.

He found himself worrying. They were very good with always being on time. He checked his phone. He hadn’t missed anything from them. His brothers were chatting up a storm, but that was it. He decided to text Mc, since what argument Mammon and Levi had gotten into today wasn’t as important as checking up on them.

He quickly send a short message, asking how they were and what they wanted for dinner. Thankfully, he got a response pretty quickly. They told him they were just caught in a lot of traffic, and their coworker has needed a ride home since their car broke down that morning. They didn’t explicitly state it, but he could tell they were tired. He knew how work was difficult sometimes. After hearing them say they were really in the mood for jambalaya, he set his mind to making some.

He knew how warm and comforting it was to return home to a warm meal and the one you love. Mc had treated him to that on many occasions and now it was his time to return the favor. He had seen them make it many times, and while he had never had a hand in making it himself, he thought he could do it. Luckily, they had everything they needed. He gathered everything he needed, and carefully recalled any memories he could of Mc making this food. All of these memories were fond, and he hoped to convy this through his cooking.

When the front door finally opened, Beel was almost done cooking. The smell of the spices was thick in the air. He left the meal simmering on the stove and went to greet Mc.

"Beel, what's that smell?" They set down their work bag and sniffed their air.

"Dinner. I made jambalaya." He smiled, excited to see the grin blooming on their face.

"Awwwww, Beel! You shouldn't have!" They threw their arms around him and squeezed him as tight as they could. All the work and effort he had but into not eating the ingredients was worth it. Mc quicky went to change out of their work outfit so they could sit down together and enjoy dinner together. The smile on Mc's face was worth the world.

Belphie

Even though he thinks sleeping fixes everything, he will do more than the bare minimum for you!

Takes it upon himself to gather his most comfortable pillows and blankets to make a nest for you, kind of like a squirrel lol

Brings offerings of baked goods and your favorite takeout

Will do whatever you want basically <3

Belphie was asleep, as usual, when Mc got home. Normally, he was able to sleep right through this and was awoken by a kiss on the forehead by them. Today was slightly different. The sounds were the same. The soft opening and closing of both the front door and their bedroom door, the jingiling of keys, and the rustling of their coat. However, he had actually awoken before his usual forehead kiss. Something wasn't right. Belphie sat up and watched as Mc walked around them room, setting everything in it's place. They looked over at him, surprised.

"Belphie, you're awake earlier than usual. It is my turn to cook tonight, right?" Mc stopped to check the date.

"Yes." He was still half asleep as they made their way over to him. As they kissed him on the forehead, he grabbed their hands to stop them from leaving. "Is something wrong?"

"No, I'm alright. Just tired." Mc sighed and avoided eye contact. He knew that wasn't the truth. Trying to lie and tell a sloth demon you were tired when you actually weren't was futile.

"Tell me what's bothering you." He caught their gaze.

"Work was hard today. I had to do a lot of writing too. I'm sick of it right now." They told him after he gazed at them with his best doe eyes. He flipped their hands over in his own to look at them. They looked more red that usual.

"What do you want for dinner? I'll order takeout. And don't tell me whatever or anything is fine. We are getting what you want." He pulled them to sit beside him.

"Well, pizza sounds good." They laughed a little about how oddly stern he sounded.

"Good. Now go shower while I get everything ready." Belphie shooed his beloved away lovingly. They were amused by this again, but did as he asked. He quickly ordered some pizza over the phone, and then quickly began preparing a comfortable place for them to rest. He arranged everything in a nest like structure, leaving room for the both of them in the center. He turned on the TV as well, finding Mc's favorite show. At night, he knew they would rewatch this show while he was fast asleep, but this time, he would watch it with them. He knew how happy it made them to share what they loved with him.

Before they got out of the shower, the pizza had arrived. After making sure the box wasn't too greasy, he placed it on one of their side tables. He didn't insert himself into the bundle yet, though. He was waiting for Mc. Instead, he sat on the end of the bed, on his D.D.D. When they emerged from the bathroom, they were toweling their hair. He led them to sit beside him and began toweling their hair for them. He was still oddly serious the entire time, causing Mc to giggle, but was still touched by it. He tucked them into the blanket amalgamation and put on their favorite show, presenting them with the food. They could feel themselves falling deeper in love with him.

"Love you." Mc kissed his forehead.

"Love you too." He mirrored this action, to show his affection for them. What would he do without this human?

[invisiblegarters]

The Heart Killers Ep 4

I'll be honest, I kind of don't want to watch today.

I've seen enough spoilers to know that we've got some stuff that resembles the novel a lot coming up, and there's one scene in particular that imo is indicative of everything about the novel that I hated and made me not want to watch in the first place. So even though I have been reassured it's not quite as bad as that, I head into today's ep with trepidation and not the fun kind.

Anywho, without further blathering, here we go I guess. Yay?

Also in case the above wasn't clear, there will be some novel spoilers in this one. Read on at your own risk.

Honestly the thing that hasn't left my brain all week is Captain Krist slapping Kant's thigh. They could have showed it again in the previouslies I would not have complained.

Pffft Kant I like you a lot more than everyone else here save Fadel, but I don't think the cops give two shits that Bison is into BDSM OR the northern lights, like. Come on honey.

Ooh I like the stairs. And they have rails. We love rails.

It would be funny if he pulled out some of Bison's BDSM stuff. "I just wanted to keep the blindfold as a memento, okay?"

Oh hey there's the vomiting. And to think that last week I said Bison had it easier than the secretary he and Fadel drugged. You know, the one that they just left praying to the porcelain god with vomit still drying on her chin.

PFFFT is he really just standing outside their house taking pictures bold as brass? I know Fadel is taking care of Bison but what if he decided Bison could wait five minutes while he made sure Kant took off?

Just kill him? Bison if Fadel took you up on that offer and was like sure let's kill him, I don't think you'd like it.

Okay I'm pausing because this is once again what I mean when I say I'm skeptical of the Bison has been playing 4D chess all along stuff (and what will make me roll my eyes if the show tries to convince me of it later). If Bison was as suspicious of Kant as people keep saying, he'd have done the damn background check himself. He wouldn't need Fadel to be connecting these dots for him.

Here is what I know of Bison based on what I am getting from the show thus far: he's something of a loose canon, he's a bit naive slash a lot naive in spite of what he does for a living, he wants a boyfriend and to be done with the assassin shit, he enjoys power and yes, is having a great time leading Kant around by his dick. NO, he does not believe that Kant is as into him as he says and that's mostly been fine because Bison has been more in love with the idea of someone wanting him than interested in Kant as a person. So much is made of Kant not actually wanting Bison but frankly I doubt Bison wanted him all that much either. He wants a boyfriend, I don't really think that he wants Kant specifically.

There were a few points last ep when it felt like maybe he was liking Kant for himself, but not enough for me to really be sure of it. For the most part he seems to be just enjoying playing around with Kant / using him as a stepping stone to the life he'd rather have. I genuinely do not think the person matters to him at all.

That said, I still don't think that he's thinking that Kant is much more than a playboy doesn't like being told no.

Until now. When FADEL has to point out all the things that Bison should have thought of if he were actually suspicious of Kant doing what he's actually doing.

Or maybe he's just that excited to tie someone down and whip them. It could be that too.

And again. I do think that up 'til now he has been suspicious of Kant's motives. I just don't believe that until this particular point his suspicions have been even close to being in the right direction.

Now what I can see happening from here is instead of Bison choosing to trust Kant in spite of himself, he does start playing the game that Kant's actually been playing this whole time and every moment between them from now on is false on his part just as Kant starts to get more real.

Which would normally be interesting to me, except I barely believe Bison likes Kant now so the game playing wouldn't be that impressive. And I don't trust Jojo not to drag it out too long, squash the "reveal" and the "forgiveness" (with maybe about three or for other conflicts in between) into second to last episode of the show and then try to make me believe that suddenly Bison has real affection in the last ep because the script says so. Romance!

Don't tell me he didn't do that in OF we were all there. Mew and Top had a pretty solid arc though, I'll give him that. Then again since they were based on real folk that arc was kinda laid out for him, eh?

Aside over, back to our regularly scheduled program.

Oh hey Fadel does remember the secretary. Do you also remember how you left her passed out on the toilet? I really hope you at least locked the door when you left her there boys.

SEE! THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE. NO Bison I DON'T actually think that you would notice if you ingested the same drug you used on the woman literally nobody gives two shits about because you CLEARLY DID NOT NOTICE.

4D chess, baby.

Lol poor Style having wet dreams. Hey where is his racecar bed?

HA dad is mean but I like him. And whatever, I like Style too. I like that he's an ass. Genuinely my favorite thing about this show is that all of these people suck. I can root for and against all of them.

Except Fadel. Shut up. I just need him to be loved okay my baby has been through it I literally don't care if everyone else winds up miserable so long as he is happy.

Him looking everywhere for Style is kinda great. Style knows exactly what he's about right now, doesn't he?

Why is this so funny.

Hm, Bison using Kant's tricks on him eh? But also he might not be the best at this spying gig but he's not gonna leave evidence in plain sight either, if that's what Bison is there for. Come the fuck on.

Gosh Kant is pretty. I'm just gonna focus on that and not on the fact that apparently he pays no attention to that brother he adores so much JUST so Bison can figure out something's wrong instead. Sure why not.

STYLE WHAT ARE YOU DOING.

This man is insane. Now that Kant is entering his useless and stupid era this man right here is probably going to take his place as my second favorite.

Uh oh Fadel mad.

LOL Kant smacking the bully kid around is pretty funny.

Smack him again Kant.

Pfft ducking out of sight like that wasn't suspicious at all no sir.

Well now he needs to die.

Okay Kant that's nice but maybe stop giving us exposition while breaking into a fucking car jesus. Time and place, babe. Literally no one in this show knows how to do any of this stuff properly. No, not even them.

Maybe Mother Lilly. She looks competent, although since this is pulp her competence will totally fail at a crucial moment lol.

I respect Kant still trying to run his game in the middle of a little B&E though.

I don't keep my ugliest secrets in my car, Kant. Except maybe that I am bad at getting the poor thing washed but that's out there for all to see I wear my shame on the outside.

Sorry I missed whatever they were saying I was distracted by how hot Kant looks when he's pissed off and planning to beat a man.

Wow to hear other people talk Bison defeated that dude with his eyes closed and one hand behind his back while Kant cried in the corner. But it did not go that way at all. They both took their fair share of hits and got their fair share in too, imo. I know why no one else seemed to watch this version of the show but also please be serious, fandom.

I'm not bugged about Bison delivering the final kick because I would hope he knows how to fight. Kant is scrappy but a car thief isn't necessarily going to be a fighter. Plus he's been living a more cushy life of late whereas Bison should still need those skills. Theoretically.

Fadel full on broke a man's arm with his thighs Bison has a LOT to live up to.

Teacher is fucking gross.

Kant beating him with the plunger was funny.

Oh my GOD is that Freddie Mercury the second?

Oh oh OH. OH Fadel's FACE when Freddie 2 was talking about his BF just saying he didn't love him anymore..

I'm still sure ex was killed but did he break Fadel's heart first? Do we have a Jim from MLC situation on our hands where Fadel never got to come to grips with the heartbreak because his lover "disappeared" before he could, thus sort of leaving him in a helpless limbo where he can't forget or properly forgive? Don't threaten me with a good time, show Jim is my favorite character in any Thai show ever. I'm not even kidding whenever I rate a show I ask myself "is this as good as MLC?" It never is.

Nope you know what. No this makes perfect sense for Style to do. He fucking would. I don't even feel bad for Fadel. I feel bad for the poor support group who has to deal with this shit. They did not sign up for these shenanigans. Poor Freddie Mercury 2 was just trying to get some support.

Hahaha even the group leader is like "the fuck?"

Oh no Freddie don't buy into this. Don't do it. DON'T try to commiserate with Style he does not give two fucks about your pain he's needling someone.

...and that's the second time Fadel has dragged Style out of there. Are they going to fuck in one of the rooms again?

PFFFT I'm genuinely surprised that Style didn't yell at Fadel that he totally DID get him pregnant, so he needs to take responsibility dammit. That sounds like something he would do.

"I'm not hiding a thing from you! Just the ex wife that I may or may not have. The cop I'm working for who I may or may not have slept with. The ex with the Kant tattoo who I may or may not have honey trapped before you. Oh. Also all those pictures of your BDSM equipment I may or may not keep wanking over. And the blindfold that I may or may not have stolen for said wanks. But other than that I'm an open book I swear."

I don't buy a word of this. I don't care how much pretty music you put over it. I do like the song though.

Fadel dragging Style out into the woods is cracking me up. I would not be following that man I'd be worrying he was gonna do a murder.

Oh my gosh imagine if Style had decided to just drive home. He would totally call Kant to ask him how to hotwire that Jeep and that would have been a delightful conversation.

Fadel, honey. He absolutely thought about strangling Style for a sec though. Like if I kill him I won't have to worry that this will turn into something beyond my control and hurt me the way the last one did.

My boy is so gone. Poor baby really has no defenses against this sort of thing, does he? See this is what happens when you keep yourself from even the most superficial affection. You should have been out one night standing it like your brother.

Although I don't think that would have helped you. You're our main love starved character Fadel. You never had a chance.

Oh hello brooding shower scene. See though, I was right that pathetic simp Kant is coming. You can tell because now we're actually getting a scene of him alone so we can get a sense of where his head is really at. I will miss ruthless Kant so much. I really think he showcased First's abilities in a big way.

Pffft you're about as in love with Kant as the wall (the wall might have a better chance actually).

Fadel on the other hand...baby is not god's strongest soldier.

Okay not buying that this dude was responsible for their parents' deaths even a little bit. It's way too convenient. Also we KNOW Mother Lilly is a bad guy (duh). Red suit of evil, remember?

Well I am glad that Kant told Style about the assassin thing. But I don't know if telling him and then asking him to keep helping is the best thing to do here. The emotional blackmail was also a choice, hahaha. Why do I like him best when he's being awful? I'm going to miss this version of him so much I feel like I need a support group.

Kant I admire your confidence but they're totally gonna catch you. in like, five minutes.

I expected Style to be a lot more angry but I'm kinda loving how this bit is shaking out.

Poor Fadel he's being a good boyfriend and Style is busy freaking the fuck out because he's dating a literal hitman I love this for them. I know I said I didn't want Fadel hurt but I have no doubt they'll work it out in the end and both be just as ridiculous about each other so right now I'm just enjoying the ride.

Oooh I like this James. He's a twerp but honestly so is everyone. Can he make out with Kant a little? As a treat for me specifically?

HAHAHA this guy is a delightful asshat I hope he sticks around for a bit. Kant strung him along long and hard enough he got a whole ass tattoo to represent their love, poor thing, which is why we don't do things like that. Just buy some couple T's like everyone else. Then when the obvious playboy breaks your heart you can burn them as a representation of your ability to fully love and trust another person going up in flames. Think smarter, James.

I wonder if he was involved with a past job? I genuinely would not be surprised if Bison wasn't the first time Kant went with the "I'm just so into you baby" routine to have an in for a job.

Well Kant, kinda a jerk does describe you. This is not a criticism I like you best when you're a jerk.

Also is it better to get a tattoo blackened or removed? who wants a black bar behind their ear? Although I guess one is probably less expensive than the other.

Kant still hasn't put those glasses back on. This is an attack against me personally.

Yes Kant he's unhinged. Were you unaware? Although to be honest if he weren't working with the cops I bet he'd find that threat hot. Yes, even knowing Bison is an assassin. This is the man who dropped a bowling ball on someone else's foot and thought it was a perfectly okay thing to do to communicate jealousy you can't tell me he wouldn't be super into someone he actually liked threatening to murder an ex lover if he flirted with them. Come on.

That said, I don't really think Bison's pissiness has much to do with Kant at all. And I do not think that his ire when he finds out what Kant's been up to is going to be hurt. He's just gonna be pissy about Kant trying to trick him. But seriously he could spare us the drama and just put a bullet in the man's head. Save us all some time.

In conclusion, I'm back to not enjoying KantBison. We had a couple of brief, shining moments last ep but they were not meant to last, apparently.

Oh well. We had a good run.

I will say that it makes sense that Kant would start to see Bison in a different light once he helped him help Babe. In retrospect I should have known that part of the novel would stay, because it's probably the only way show!Kant would ever have looked at Bison differently - Babe is his whole world, that man would do anything for him, so of course that's the reason he'd start to soften and actually see Bison as a person and not just a means to an end.

I was hopeful in spite of myself that the novel had changed a lot with them at first because Fadel and Style have been different in ways that make them much better and because Kant was less emotionally compromised from the get go. But alas, I now think that I was wrong. Too bad, their dynamic in the novel really turned me off.

What I would love and am now positive I will not get is Bison who deliberately turns a blind eye to how sketch Kant is starting to look because he already likes him too much. I want him to throw himself into this head first not because he likes the novelty of being in a relationship but because he likes being with Kant specifically. I want him to tell Kant what he and Fadel do, not as a manipulation tactic but because he needs Kant to know and accept him anyway.

And then have it get to the point where he can't ignore it anymore and so he makes up all these elaborate rituals for getting rid of the problem but what it really is is stalling because he can't kill him but he's also not ready to forgive him. Plus let's be real he deserves a little bit of torture for fun. I want him tearing rooms apart from sheer rage because he let this man in and now he can't bring himself to kill him so what is he supposed to do, huh (the answer might be psychologically and maybe physically torture Kant a bit)? I also want him to think that Kant might actually be dead at one point and lose all his shit, because that would be fun. For me.

Meanwhile Kant has fallen into his own trap and is now willing to turn that ruthless streak of his towards doing whatever it takes to get Bison the hell out of the assassin gig because that's what Bison wants. I want him to realize that he genuinely doesn't care one way or the other what Bison does because he's all in and it's not like he's a saint either. I want him to be conflicted and messy and caught like an animal in a trap, and I want him to want to tell Bison what's been going on but not be able to get there before it's discovered (and also be shitting his pants because he's aware Bison might actually kill him). I want him to somehow almost get away clean but then be absolutely unable to leave Bison to his own devices. I want him to save Bison's ass at some point, lol. That's for me.

I want them to be utterly unhinged about each other. Like "for any normal people this would be enough for a break up and a restraining order" levels of unhinged. "We would rather die than live in a world without each other" levels of unhinged. "We will burn the entire world down if anyone tries to separate us" levels of unhinged.

Barring that, I'd take them both using each other til the end. So long as they feel mostly evenly matched I don't really care tbh.

Alas, I do not think this is what I will get. I think what I will get is a Kant who falls into his own trap and a Bison who never really seems to care about him beyond what he represents - a life outside of being an assassin. I think Kant will be devoted. Bison will accept that devotion as his due. Romance!

I like Kant with Babe. I wish there were more scenes with those two but I know that their relationship is not that important to the plot except as a catalyst to get Kant to work with the police in the first place. Still. They are sweet together, and I love seeing Kant in big brother mode.

I also quite like Kant and Style together. I would like to see more of them please. They're dicks but I do think they care about each other. And as I said I appreciate that Kant didn't let Style stumble into the whole assassins thing on his own.

Fadel and Style are excellent. I loved Style's reaction to finding out that Fadel and Bison are hitmen, it was perfect. And Fadel. Oh, that man. He's spent so much time holding himself in such rigid control that I'm really not surprised he's moving so fast now. Fadel is the opposite of Bison for real. One says he wants love he's more into the idea of it than anything else. The other says he doesn't want or need love but he is so very weak for it. I think it's more a case of not wanting to want love because he was burned so badly before. He thinks that by shutting himself off from everyone but his "family" he's saving his heart from being broken again.

But he can't help himself. Because Fadel was made to love. His heart is soft even if he wants it to be stone, and there's no more proof than this episode. I don't think he's in love with Style either yet, but I do think he craves the kind of affection Style is offering him. When he does let himself fall it's gonna be so hard, for real. But I get the impression that Style's gonna be just as bad when he falls, so that's good. Fadel deserves good things. Or barring that, he deserves to have the little asshole he's in love with love him back just as hard.

I do really want more backstory on that ex though.

I am really looking forward to how these two will develop. Fadel is starving for affection, I've said it a million times already but he is. And Style's an ass but it's very obvious that when he cares about someone he's all in. Look at how he didn't even get that mad at Kant for siccing him on a literal murderer! Look at how he let him talk him into continuing with said murderer despite all the reasons why he shouldn't! Style is the ride or die type, I know it in my bones. He's not there with Fadel yet but it's coming. We all know it's coming. And I for one am very excited to see it play out.

I think that Fadel won't be able to kill him like he should, I don't think he'll even try tbh (which makes the likelihood of him having killed his ex even less), but I do think he'll try to get rid of him in other ways. Too bad for him Style is like an unfairly attractive burr. That man is going nowhere. Except not really because I doubt Fadel is going to want him to go anywhere even if he pretends real hard that he does.

There's also, admittedly, that I just prefer my couples to be equally obsessed with each other, and FadelStyle is looking to fit that bill in a big way. The whole servant and god dynamic is not for me.

Also, randomly, I want to know what's going on with Keen and JJ No Name (did he get a name and I was just too busy yelling about giving him a BL romance? Dunno but I'm too lazy to go to MDL and check). Please let it be something gay.

[magixfairyix]

Trix & OC Core Incorrect Quotes 01

After S.S.S. (as in far after) Iorda is consensually kidnapped into the coven as they'd (and the Winx) been friends for four years at this point, and Iorda had gone fully from fairy to a witch a year prior.

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Darcy: It was in the third year when you and Icy were fighting, cue crow's dust, and she said 'Now, what am I going to do with you.' Right? >:)

Icy: hOw CaN YoU qUotE tHat?

Darcy: I have a book of your homosexual quotes with Bloom. I had a guess you'd bang/makeout with each other at some point and I decided to keep a book so when you two did relieve the sexual tension I could chuck it at you

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Iorda: Hey um... I might've fucked up

Icy: What did you do? Is everyone alive?

Stormy: Technically we both fucked up so...

Darcy: 'Fucked up' by whose standards?

Iorda: 'Fucked up' as in you three will likely approve

Darcy: Alright spill the tea

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Icy: It was his fault. He should've been grateful it was Iorda because we all know if Darcy and I was there he wouldn't have been able to walk out of there with his limbs intact

Iorda: Yeah that's what we call illegal Icy

Darcy: BSH fucking with someone's pain reflex is illegal

Iorda: OH FUCK OH SHIT PLEASE TELL ME YOU'RE JOKING

Icy: They are don't worry. Darcy stop scaring the child

Iorda: Darcy, fuck you. I thought I just did something illegal

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Iorda: Since Darcy and I are immune to poison does that mean we can't get intoxicated to death, stung to death by poisonous animals, or get poisoned from drinking human blood?

Icy: Iorda, the hell

Darcy: Eh I don't think human blood is poisonous it just fucks with your body. Also the first it's not necessarily poison. The second though...

Stormy: One, why did you assume we would know?

Iorda: Eh ya'll tried to kill me via poison I thought you'd know

Stormy: Nuff said. Secondly, what the fuck is wrong with you?

Iorda: A lot of shit

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Iorda: Yeah turns out it wasn't a daemon, it was Death

Stormy: ... excuse

Iorda: Don't worry I'm alive. Wait... does this add a ninth time considering I 'interacted with death?'

Stormy: ... yeah no shit you're alive. You're talking to us

Iorda: For all you know I could be possessed sthu

Icy: Darcy! You're girlfriend is going fucking insane and please tell me you didn't know that DEATH is real!

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Icy: ... You scare me

Stormy: Oh yay mom is back

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Darcy: ICY WE JUST FOUND SOMETHING OUT!

Iorda: Acually get your ass on here this is revolutionary!

Darcy: ICYYYYYYY

Icy: What is revolutionary and what did you two do?

Iorda: Your ice doesn't melt in blood! ^^

Icy: WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU TWO DO?!

Darcy: Remember when Iorda got stabbed and got a free chiropractic appointment?

Iorda: ... shit my back issues actually disappeared for two years after that so not far off from the truth

Darcy: ... not even gonna question that, but anyway

Stormy: Wait wait wait, what happened after the stabbing?

Icy: Darcy what did you do? (five years too late)

Iorda: You didn't tell them? DARCY THE HELL

Darcy: Damn. Well after that happened a bad migraine hit from the emotion feeling thing so I forgot, so, yeah I didn't tell them. Oops

Iorda: You didn't tell them you broke every bone in my body? Priorities

Stormy: WAIT WHAT DID YOU DO

Icy: YOU DID THAT AND YET SHE DIDN'T DIE!? (Respectfully)

Darcy: I thought she would

Iorda: Cackling rn holy shit

Stormy: And you did that when you could feel her emotions?! Darcy?!

Darcy That's why I got a hell of a migraine and nausea after. Felt like shit

Iorda: yOu felt like shit?? I was dYinG 

Darcy: Fair, you win

Icy: ... I told you to like, kill her mind or something not bReAk hEr bOnEs

Darcy: Yeah I know I'm a perfectionist ;)

Stormy: Musa is laughing her ass off at this conversation

Iorda: Tell them that they are a traitor

Stormy: Done, they flipped you off. And by the way, I just remembered that were used to compare you to a cockroach because of your inability to die

Icy: Perfectionist my ass. You didn't even finish the job. This is why I'm the coven leader because you all are insane

Iorda: It's not their fault I'm a badass cockroach

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Icy: That's also not likely. That'd only happen if Iorda didn't get her blood and magic energy cleansed 

Iorda: .. do what?

Icy: Get your blood and energy cleansed. You know, to get all the curses and whatnot out of your body so you can use your magic properly. Otherwise, you could have difficulty using certain parts of your magic, sleeping, also a sense of paranoia and unease

Darcy: Iorda please tell me you're just you and that you did get your blood and energy cleansed for the love of-

Iorda: And where do you find this information? Just asking~ 

Stormy: They teach us this second year of Cloud Tower, common knowledge. Though it's not taught to faries because it's not relevant and... You didn't go to CT second year, did you?

Icy: Iorda answer

Iorda: ... so tHaTs why I'm shit at psychic magic

Darcy: GET YOUR ASS TO ZENOTHE RIGHT THIS SECOND

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Stormy: So we can't speak because otherwise the Ariste will hear us. Only communication is through this chat while we search for potion ingredients

Iorda: The what now?

Stormy: Creatures that'll eat our skin if we make noise

Iorda: TF DID YOU BRING ME FOR

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Iorda: FUCK YOU STORMY AND YOUR DAMN HEELS IF I DIE IT'S NINE FOR NINE AND I DON'T HAVE ANYMORE FUCKING LIVES LEFT!

Stormy: JUST RUN!

Iorda: I'M GONNA GET MY SKIN EATEN FUUUUKKKKKK. FUCK YOU I CAN SEE WHY ICY IS THE IMPULSE CONTROL OF YOU THREE!

Stormy: RUN BITCH WE'RE ALMOST AT ALFEA

Iorda: WHY WOULD YOU CHOSE TO WEAR HEELS IN A SWAMP YOU'RE WORSE THAN STELLA!

Stormy: SO I COULD BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF ANYTHING THAT TRIES TO KILL US!

Iorda: THEN BY ALL MEANS BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF THE ARISTE

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[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Pairings: None

Word Count: 1,122 Words

Summary: Eclipse makes a groupchat with the other Eclipses to chaotic outcomes.

Warnings: Crack, Cursing, Abuse (mentioned only), Imprisonment (mentioned), Bullying, let me know if I should add anything else.

The Eclipses Chat: Chapter 2

12:45pm Whomst The Fuck?

Solar: Alright, I’m sending our kid on a plane to Toronto. Make sure you get his ass off the plane, Umbra.

Umbra: You think I haven’t been waiting for him for the last day? That’s cute.

Helix: I want to see my little boy.

Comet: Comet-with-airport-coffee-and-airport-chinese-with-peace-sign.jpg

Helix: I am now pleased. Thank you, little child.

Solar: Aw hell no, we ain’t doing three way custody between two dimensions.

Comet: Why can’t I have more Dads?

Solar: Okay fine, but only because you want more Dads.

Eclipse: Hold on. What the fuck?

Solar: Pick a name, asshole. None of us get to keep Eclipse here.

Eclipse has changed their name to Acrux

Acrux: What is this?

Solar: Welcome to hell. Comet got stuck and now we all have a groupchat.

Acrux: Hold on. That means I actually get to talk to you on civil terms?

Solar: Yeah, I guess?

Acrux: Listen to me, I don’t want to be alive right now. I didn’t want to come back. I have directives in my head that will kill me if they’re gotten rid of so I have to find out who made me so the can’t make me again. So can you all maybe please not kill me because I severely need help right now, not to be killed because whoever made me will probably just make me again.

Solar: Ah, that’s who you are. Good to know.

Solar: Anyway, I personally won’t kill you, But like, what are the directives?

Acrux: I don’t know, the Creator wouldn’t tell me. But I know they’re what made me show myself so quickly. So they’re probably along the lines of ‘torment the daycare’. But I don’t even remember anything before my death. Everything I have is from a different point of view.

Solar: Well thats…weird. Anyway, Just try to stay away from the daycare because Moon already hates you anyway. He’ll probably just try to kill you right out the gate. If you come visit me at the airport, then I’ll look through everything and figure out the directives and maybe change the directives instead of delete them.

Acrux: What do I have to do for you?

Solar: Behave afterward.

Acrux: Done. I’m coming.

1:45pm Whomst The Fuck?

Solar: I got two kids now. Umbra, you got more space in that bunker of yours because he’s probably gonna need to hide too.

Umbra: I do. There’s like three dozen rooms in this bunker.

Solar: Even better. Comet, you’re getting a flight buddy on the plane with you.

Comet: YAY!

Acrux: You fixed me.

Solar: Well hey, first time for everything. Behave for your second chance and I’ll visit you two kids next week.

Acrux: Thank you so much.

Solar: Have fun, kids. No teleporting off the flight.

Acrux: Okay.

Comet: I can what now?

Solar: Not you, just Acrux.

Comet: Okay!

Acrux: I’ll make sure he gets there safe.

Solar: Thank you.

Umbra: You damn well better make sure your little brother gets here safe.

Acrux: Hold on, I thought that the Backup would be my dad, not you. You’d be like my grandfather.

Umbra: Respect your elders, kid. And Backup ain’t here. So that automatically makes me your dad.

Acrux: This family tree is more chaotic than the other one. Jesus Christ.

Solar: You’d think so but it’s relatively easy.

Acrux: Literally how?

Solar: Umbra is your dad, I’m your adoptive dad, Backup and Comet are your brothers, and everyone else here is either your cousin or uncle.

Umbra: Where is Backup by the way?

Solar: Don’t act like I know.

Eclipse is online

Eclipse: Can someone please come get me? I can’t escape this place.

Solar: What?

Eclipse: I’m stuck because of your brother, asshole. Get me out! I’ve been chained up in his room for two years and a month!

Solar: So twenty-five weeks our time?

Eclipse: Yes! Please get me out! I’ve been alone like six months. I can’t even remember how long.

Solar: Alright, I’m coming, hold on.

Eclipse: I hate this, I hate this, I hate this.

Solar: I know, buddy. I’m working on it. I’ve gotta sneak you out so that’s gonna be a difficult thing to do, okay?

Eclipse: Don’t just kill me?

Solar: I won’t do that shit. I hated the killing idea in the first place. It makes me feel awkward contributing to the death of another version of myself.

Eclipse: Also, please don’t torture and imprison me too?

Solar: Is that what my brother did to you?

Eclipse: Yes.

Solar: Buddy, I ain’t gonna torture you.

Eclipse: Thank you.

Umbra: Another child, Solar?

Solar: Yes.

Helix: You two are like a divorced couple who’s working on their co-parenting routine.

Acrux: New brother, oh goodie.

Solar: Yeah, I’m gonna send him up too. Better Canada than Moon probably killing him.

Rigel: Yeahhhhh, Moon’s been suspecting me too but I can handle that. He’s just paranoid.

Solar: I get that but still. He will kill a formerly evil Eclipse on sight probably.

Rigel: …

Solar: Okay, bad wording. An Eclipse who has done evil things under their own recognizance before.

Rigel: Alright then.

Eclipse: Do I have to pick a name too?

Solar: Yes.

Eclipse has changed their name to Phase

Phase: I like this one.

Solar: Good job, Phasey.

Phase: I love that nickname.

Solar: I sure hope so. I also hope you like candy and pizza because that’s what you’re eating before I drop you at the airport to Umbra.

Phase: I think so? I don’t remember. I can barely remember anything past three months ago.

Solar: That’s fine, just look at your allergies.

Phase: It says pineapple and mango.

Solar: rip

Solar: Alright, we’ll get you something without them.

Helix: Y'all area clusterfuck.

Solar: Yup, thanks Helix.

Venus: I hate all of you so much.

Solar: That’s fine, you raging dickhead.

Venus: I don’t even know why I came on here.

Helix: You’re probably bored. I know that’s why I’m on here interacting.

Venus: Shut up, I’m not taking advice from a servant.

Helix: That’s okay, I don’t care about the opinions of a lord except my own.

Venus: Petty little shit.

Helix: Stubborn old man.

Orbit: The girls are fighting! I’m getting the popcorn, hold on!

Venus: You know what? I’m leaving.

Venus has left Whomst The Fuck?

Comet: Nope!

Comet has added Venus to Whomst The Fuck?

Venus: Fuck you!

Comet: No thanks! But you get to stay here from now on, you oversized roach.

Solar: Sick burn, kid.

Comet: Thank you!

Helix: Keep pouting, just means I win.

Venus: I hate you.

Rigel: Girls girls, you’re both pretty.

Venus is offline

Solar: All in all a productive day!

[accidentally-in-fictional-love]

Things I Noticed While Writing Light The Fuse: Part 1, Episode 1

I've been thinking about this idea for a while, and now that I'm halfway through the season I think now would be the perfect time to post these~ Gunna do one a day for the first five episodes, and then when the fic is done I'll post 6-10! So here's some things I noticed about the 3RP since I needed the episodes open for not only the script and actions, but also little details I missed upon my first viewings, as well as some shots I just really like~

Yay, starting off with Ethan of course 🥰 he never picked up his box of cigarettes and the ashtray is full, I wonder if he just blasted through the whole thing while he was waiting? According to the og script he was waiting a lot longer than 17 minutes, so I wonder if they were implying the wait was still long like this?

According to the script they're in Mississippi! I wonder why they broke the sign, maybe to enhance the timeless and placelessness of it all? Wait a sec is that the same bridge from the montage later? Just checked, it totally is, guess Ethan saw a lot of that gas station after that

Ethan is so fuckin cute this is me going back in time to kick my own ass for ever thinking I wasn't also in love with him. Also going back in time and learning how to pay attention cause literally I never once heard Bru's name that entire first watch. I even went to IMDB and tried to figure it out and failed. What a jackass.

Not the 3RP but I love how Joel draws Lyla's characters for her 🥰 this character is so good he actually unruined this name for me, before him it would always make me anxious for personal reasons so this guy means a lot to me

Matty!!! 🥰🥰🥰

Even when I wasn't in love with Matty I still thought it was hilarious how he just slides into frame lmao what an entrance 🥰 and now of course I'm in love with him so that grin gets me every time /)w(\

I'm literally in love with all three of them. Also Johnson hiiiiii 🥰 I was going so bucknutty the second I saw him lol I think I missed the entire show starting here. Also I never realized this was open to the outside and not just a big indoor garage until I started writing

This is the man I wanna kiss 😚 stole my heart instantly

This lil smile he's giving him ohmygosh so married /)w(\ it's super fast, I'm pretty sure I thought he was looking just at Ethan those first times

This is literally the funniest thing he could've said who even says this to a person one minute after meeting them

Matty's looks here kill me he's so confused about this he even looks to Johnson like ???

😳

Not gunna gif Matty's whole speech but god do I wanna be a Phoenix so bad he's sold me completely

crying sobbing thinking of the future where he does have someone to run to

He went in there, he counted all the Ghouls, and he walked back out with no trouble like there's no way he didn't get a single glance and they just let him scout and leave

He tossed that bag onto the hood and it was never seen again

Not Johnson opening the door for Matty but not Ethan 😭 so married!

He's the cutest thing on the face of the earth how dare I sleep on him for so long I'm kicking my ass 😩 he also lets out the cutest most high pitched giggle here he's so excited to start a fight! And he's already got the chain on he's ready to go! Also his little pocketwatch in his vest oh my goooooood /)w(\ oh hey Johnson looks at him right at the end there

Matty's mouth twitches when he's excited or gunna go feral! I will be pointing this out every single time cause I love this detail about him 🥰 also the look Johnson gives him lol he'll just do whatever Matty says won't he

Even back then I was like oh my god that's the hottest thing I've ever seen actually, I needed to fit this into F / U in any way I could and I'm so glad I was able to

And then he gets his ass kicked immediately lmao only Johnson and Ethan got any hits in this entire fight 😂 on a sadder note I think the only one he ever actually hits is Ethan ;w;

Did the whole frame this time cause Matty is just getting thrown around back there lmao also Johnson getting slammed into the wall and breaking his nose 🥺

The people in the background just watching lmao this is normal for them

These are the men I fell in love with 🥰

Them rolling around on the ground and moaning in pain while Johnson just strolls out is one of the funniest and hottest things I've ever seen in my life

Matty saying his big happy speech while Johnson looks hot as fuck and then there's Ethan just 😖 the entire time, not listening, doesn't care, he got stabbed

Matty fought too hard he made his tattoo come off lmao also I think he's got a rock stuck in his forehead from getting thrown out 😭

The fight's aftermath to top it all off

And that's it for part 1! A lot happens in this episode so I'll finish it up in part 2 tomorrow, thanks for joining me on this little adventure of mine, I swear it won't all be me sharing my favourite moments cause there really are things I noticed lol ❤️💛💙

[urnumber1star]

1 to 5 Tag!

Thanks fir tagging me in this @illarian-rambling! And sorry for being so late to this, my computers been a mess so I wasn't really able to do these but now it's working again so yay!

I'll be answering about Bolt Runners/BRS :]

One Word To Describe Your WIP

politics

Two Lines That Are Your Favorite

"Dude..... so you like, explode when you do that? Ew."

"After about twenty minutes of messing with his personal least favorite neighbor Mrs. Kannet by turning her power on and off for twenty minutes he went back inside his house and sprawled out on the living room couch."

Three Times You Cried While Writing

I actually have never cried while writing before. That's actually quite impressive for me. XD

Four Feelings From Your Characters

Bianca groaned, “I don't know. They still haven't gotten back to me!” She complained. “I'm sure you got it. You do this stuff all the time.” He reassured. “Thanks. This is the first time I’ve auditioned without my dad intervening though… I guess I’m just worried that I was only getting hired because my dad told them too…” “Hey. Stop stressing about it. You are the best actress I know.” Micheal said.

He eventually graduated from his own house to other houses outside. He would run outside and absorb all the power from a nearby apartment complex, and then turn it back on a couple minutes later. He would always get a little chuckle when an annoyed neighbor would come outside and knock on another neighbor's door, and Micheal would watch them talk about why the power kept on going off then turning back on. But he always tried not to leave the power off for more than five minutes.

Dr. Grace must have been able to tell that the three were beginning to panic so she hurriedly responded, “But all of your vitals seem to be normal as of now! I’ve prepared multiple more tests to check for any other possible problems this could cause, but the results will take several more days.”

But to Micheals surprise, his father grinned. “Listen. I think a promotion is coming up. They’ve been talking for a few weeks about it and there’s a rumor going around that it's gonna be mine. So I’ve been making sure I get all of my work done and even some extra. Just in case.” He explained.

Five Troupes Featured

Slow Burn Romance, Teen Superhero, Daddy Issues, Enimies To Lovers, Redemption arc to Villain arc

I loved this one it was fun! I'll tag (@the-ellia-west or @jakkon-and-rose-topic whichever one you want to do,) @kaylinalexanderbooks, @leahnardo-da-veggie, @agirlandherquill, @thisisntrocket +ANYONE WHO WANTS TO DO IT <3

[browniefox]

Alright, more Crisis Core, let's go! This one ended up being REALLY long (we got through two chapters), so I'm putting a read more some ways down so it doesn't kill people's dashes.

The boy said the line!

Yay, Cloud is finally here! He still clearly has the basic infantry model other than the head, but it does mean he stands in the casual almost sassy way they all do haha. In general, it's so weird but cute to see him smiling and laughing. Aw, he's not traumatized yet!

I knew what was coming, but my friend I'm playing with didn't, so it was fun to see her reaction (tho i totally still got so excited anyway haha).

This is just here bc I love them so <3 And then Tseng is also here being a third wheel. The sneaking portion that is right after this I sucked ass at. I couldn't make it five feet without being seen and tossed out, and I just had to wait until the game took pity on me and took the guards away.

Genesis, please I'm begging you just kill Hollander. I do love seeing his hair, once so bright red, getting grayer and darker, how his nice leather jacket is getting all broken, giving a sense that he's not taking care of himself and his things as much as he should be.

My sister has tried to stay more-or-less blind to what happens in Crisis Core (she knows some stuff, I know a little more) but all fics tend to use the same Loveless lines (which makes sense, of course) but I did end up reciting this quote with him bc it's one of my favorites, much to the shock of my sister.

I can't believe Zack really thinks Genesis died tho. Like, the guy has a wing, he can fly, falling is not gonna kill him. I'm still not totally clear what Genesis is trying to achieve, but I've been watching some of ButterBuns CCR videos and she's kind of given me a better sense of Genesis. He's just flailing around, trying to get something, anything, to work. He's a dying man who is desperate and doesn't even know himself exactly what he wants.

HELL YEAH! If the creators weren't cowards they would have let your models touch. Our new thing while playing is being proud of Zack for having two boyfriends and one girlfriend. The boy can get it.

As per usual, my biggest problem with this game is the writing - especially with Angeal, tbh. I guess Angeal is just like Genesis in that he's desperately trying to figure out who he is, monster or man. But every time he talks about being a monster I kind of roll my eyes. He's like an emo teenager. Last chapter I felt like it was getting a better grip and liking for him, but I'm kind of back to just being like 'what's your deal man'.

That being said, I kind of dig his weird monster form! It's a mishmash but super cool, and I love how his arms are folded in front of him. My friend and sister I don't think liked it as much and mostly made fun of it which, fair.

Mostly unrelated, but i really got myself into a big of predicament in that I'm super overpowered, which means I get through battles so quick, which also means I don't get to show off all the limit breaks and summons and such when we're playing ;-; but then I turn it to hard mode and die instantly.

I'm always a sucker for sad sunsets. I might not get Angeal or his deal, but I do at least buy that Zack cares about Angeal. It's kind of like Angeal was too set in his ways of monster vs heroes, and that a monster needs to be killed by a hero. That Zack is the only hero left to kill a monster like him, or that by doing so Zack proves he's a hero. But really all it's done is given Zack trauma and made him more uncertain than ever who he is and what he stands for.

(It kind of reminds me of near the end of Homestuck, when Dave and Dirk are talking, and Dave admits it's possible that Bro was trying to train him, but all it did was make him scared.)

I wish we got to spend more time in the game with Aerith, but at least you get the sense that they do spend more time with each other, especially with Aerith being there for Zack after this.

MY BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL BOY! I wish your limit break looked cooler tho :P

Wait, so are Angeal and Genesis brothers then?? I knew they were connected through Gillian, but I guess how connected never hit me. I mean, Angeal defo has her hair while Genesis has her face, but also I've been imagining and seeing them as boyfriends this whole time???

So many mixed feelings about Zack right now. The first thing is yay, new hair cut! My sister absolutely hated his bangs, so big win for her. I do like that you get to see that, as one of the last remaining Firsts, Zack has started to take on more of a leadership and mentor role for the other SOLDIERs. However, him telling them to protect their SOLDIER honor is weird when Zack doesn't know what that is either. I've felt it, but I am glad Zack himself has acknowledged that he doesn't know what that honor is or what it means. I hope we get to see Zack figure it out. I also like that Zack is kind of unmoored and uncertain now. Puts him in an interesting place for whatever's next.

Beach episode! It is FUCKING INSANE to me that Cissnei just... tells Zack that Aerith is an Ancient. Why? What was the point of that? Cissnei, you can't just say that! I guess it could be seen as her trusting Zack and demonstrating she wants to help him, but it's still so weird. It's nice Zack has been said to be hanging with the turks more, but I wish we could have gotten more of that in game. I don't think he even knows Reno and Rude's names.

BOOO TSENG SHOULD BE IN A SWIMSUIT TOO BOO!

So I know Genesis is still alive, but interesting that this is beign considered since it's Sephiroth's whole deal. Tbh, tho, I'm not sure how I feel about Tseng openly acknowledging that Mako is life. How much is that recognized in general, actually? I mean, people do fade into mako when they die... hm, much to think about.

The chase through the city was so dumb, I've had it with Hollander, how hard can it be to catch and/or kill one guy for real. That being said, I do like how cool the buster sword is, and at the end is Sephiroth :D I'm glad that Zack seems a little bitter towards Sephiroth; they're both mourning in different ways, and it's driven a rift between both of them. But at the same time, they're the closest thing they both have to someone who can understand what they're going through.

Shoutout to Zack's little fidgets :D He's still a restless little puppy, despite it all. Sephiroth and Zack's relationship is just so good and interesting, I need them to hang out more so I can see more of it.

God Genesis is so pretty. Both him and Angeal have fucked up looking wings - which adds to what they're going through - but I actually love it for Genesis. Again, what is this dude's goal? He'll probably tell you once he figured it out himself. I love the reveal that he was also at Junon this whole time. Interesting parallel to how the Firsts fought 'at Junon' altogether and now they can't be further apart.

I need to pet that dog! Is Angeal still alive?? I totally thought he died, he has to be dead, right? Just living on in his copies? Anyway, the dog should be a character who manages to live forever because I love him. Also, laughed so hard when the little Shinra robots came into the church oh my god, it's not supposed to be funny I think but it's hilarious how non-threatening they look.

Wow Kunsel, jealous much?? Also, a little creepy? Is my boyfriend stalking me? If I trusted Kunsel, at this point I'd think he was going to betray me at some point, but I trust him too much for that. It seems more like Kunsel just doesn't know how to say 'I'm worried about you and you should talk to me about what you're going through'. I love Kunsel <3

As usual, this game feels like it goes too fucking fast. It's always one thing after another, nobody's talking or explaining things. Maybe it's because you're expected to do side missions every so often? That would probably break things up a bit more. God, there's such an interesting story here! I just wish it was told better.

Also I've been playing so much of this game and only just learned you can sprint :P

[nikatyler]

Random BG3 Shenanigans

The only braincell in the group goes to Lae'zel today

Wonderful note to end on for now innit

"gods, you're worse than me and my siblings and I didn't think something like that is actually possible"

obsessed with their face and their glowing green eyes

IT'S ON LET'S GOOOOOOO SHADOWLAR TYHEART OR WHATEVER YOU WANNA CALL THEM IT'S HAPPENINGGGGGG

(it was not happening, I never played that save again)

ohh i'm probably gonna be getting comments about mizora from annoying people if i keep him like this won't i (red hair/blueish skin)

dude's got nothing to do with mizora! in fact if you bring her up he'll probably cry!!! he's a burned out depressed student ex wizard now knowledge cleric of mystra! 😤 (definitely didn't base the burned out depressed part on anyone particular, nope not at all) wyll's a bestie!!

question, he's one of three siblings (triplets actually), his brother is purple, do tiefling siblings have to be similar colours? i suppose they have to huh because like…they're full siblings

he is not fit for an adventure he's gonna start every morning with a mental breakdown (real)

five seconds in Lae'zel's presence and he wants to cry

(btw I'll introduce him properly later when I also create his sister and my tiefling trio is complete but if you know my sims, you might recognize who he's based on and that could give you an idea)

(I did not introduce him properly, I never posted him again)

Couldn't find a fitting head preset for her and so she doesn't look mean enough but know that you piss her off slightly and can expect a fireball coming your way. 🔥 anyway 3/3 triplets done yay!!

Taking my army of tavs from the nautiloid, one step at a time. I think everyone I've created so far has now made it out...time for another batch, I guess!

Still feel like Byanka's face is too cute and doesn't reflect her personality too much but oh well, looks can be deceiving I guess!

That went uhh...that went. Yeah. Not well though.

At least you're not dead like the rest of the party was just a moment ago??

Byanka thread? Byanka thread. And I'll try to keep her entire playthrough here instead of starting a separate one every day.

Fingers crossed I'll do what I planned to do with her and won't chicken out of it. Sorry grove, sorry tieflings. Just this once, let me have this 😭😂

These shots are obligatory.

[wellbelesbian]

WIP Wednesday

or tuesday i guess, because tumblr started glitching when i scheduled this and clearly got the day and time wrong

thank you for all the tags this past week @confused-bi-queer @cutestkilla @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @fatalfangirl and @ileadacharmedlife

here's some of chapter three for my @carryonthroughtheages fic. i'm making pretty good progress on it, considering how i usually procrastinate until the last minute for fic events. i mean, i still haven't even finished my 2021 fic. it guilt haunts me, and i promise i'll get to it eventually.

but for this fic, three chapters and various smaller scenes done! yay! i'm hoping to have at least the first five chapters written before the first chapter is due to go up, and i have a poll i need answering regarding how i should post it, but i'll put that after the wip:

Already, he’s looking through the shelves, pulling random books down and tossing them aside when they’re not what he’s looking for.

“Hey!” Niamh shouts. “Quit wrecking my shop!"

"What are you after?” Gareth asks from his spot on the floor.

“Maps!” Simon shouts back, head buried in the stacks.

“Uh, what’s going on?” Agatha asks me. I shrug, as lost as her. Niamh and Simon continue to argue.

“Where the hell are your maps?”

“This is a queer bookshop, why the fuck would we have maps?”

“Uh, there’s a map book right here.” Shepard says, pulling the right book out from its place. Simon falls upon it and starts flicking through the pages rapidly.

“We need a mining town. We can go over the union’s head, give directly to the people!”

“That’s mad.” Niamh shakes her head.

“It’s brilliant!” Penelope says.

“Just mad enough to work.” Gareth agrees, getting to his feet.

okay, so my question is, once the COTTA posting period is up and I can post the rest freely, should I have a weekly release schedule, or drop all the completed chapters in one go then release whatever is left as i finish it? each chapter is about 1,600 words, btw.

i'll tag everyone who tagged me on sunday, as well as @prettygoododds @imagineacoolusername @ic3-que3n @forabeatofadrum @facewithoutheart @bazzybelle @theearlgreymage @aristocratic-otter @blackberrysummerblog @hushed-chorus @ebbpettier and @youarenevertooold

[themightymoose]

Sweet (Truck) Ride

Bestiessss :)

Lmao they're disappointment

Well I guess they got over their sugar phobia

Stoooooppp Pepper is so cuteeeee

Youngmee trying not to laugh

Bruh do you guys not remember what happened last time

That was literally an episode ago

Immediately tramples Russell and somehow doesn't get stabbed

Your jokes suck

I love them

CAT JUMPSCARE

She literally just popped out of nowhere

💅💅

Penny did you just lick her head

You guys have a problem

Thank you Russell

I love him going into disappointed dad mode

Also why does it feel like he had to say this before

Damn this is a chill cat

Sugar I don't think you want to give them anything in that truck

Actually I think you have to catch up with the series

Oh yeah she can play guitar

Do the sprinkles just spawn on her head after they get licked off or....

No Vinnie don't give in you're actually having common sense-

Fuck

Russell is such a fucking nerd I love him

Oh another fantasy

Yay......

The cut back to reality

Well..... uh oh

"Damn that like really hurts I'm gonna start screaming in five seconds but know that I'm not mad at you."

This domino effect

Dammit Russell

SHE IS SO CHILL

"Actually you're wrong but I like that you're observant :)"

There's literally nine animals in that truck they're all gonna die

Pepper not knowing which one is the brake

VINNIE NOOOOOO-

I honestly love this cat she is so supportive

Blythe is trying so damn hard

I have a feeling Blythe is gonna get the blame for the truck being gone

Also how did Youngmee catch up so fast

Oh god is that police sirens

Is Blythe gonna get arrested???????

Blythe just say you managed to hop into the truck and stop it that's all you have to do

I'm manifesting that this doesn't turn into a misunderstanding plot

I keep pausing I see where this is going but I don't want to continue 😭😭😭😭

Well thanks for trying Vinnie :/

"You're crazy!" Yeah, offer him a donut instead :)

Oh yep

My manifesting did not work 😔

Well at least Roger doesn't seem mad

Dude just looks confused for the most part

Christie is being surprisingly chill about the whole situation

"Yeah it's fine I prepared myself for this exact situation."

Youngmee is so forgiving even if Blythe didn't drive the truck

Them 🥺

Well technically it's Russell's fault :/

I knew they were gonna do something like that

But I'll let it slide because I love them

Pepper looks so disturbed

They had an actual wardrobe 💀

Pepper walking away on two legs feels so cursed

I know she's done it before but it was so prolonged this time

STOOOOOPPP PEPPER AND ZOE LOSING THEIR SHIT OVER THAT BLOOPER

They are everything to me

RUSSELLLLLLLL WHYYYYYYYYY

Yeah he's the smartest pet but he has his dumb moments

This whole episode has just been me face palming

Actually I think this cat might be high

Well well well how the tables have turned

Does Sugar just live in the sprinkles compartment

[oliviaischillin1204]

This Fanfiction Of Sanders Sides Is Called "Bluey" Part 4: Janus

[olivia's note: hey y'all! this is the 4th and final chapter of a fic by the amazing anne onymous! thank you SO MUCH for submitting this to me!!! i'm so grateful for your writing <;3]

chapters (1) (2) (3) 4

Patton walked into the kitchen, immediately catching Janus's attention. "Hi Janus! Sure is quiet tonight, huh?" Patton greeted. "It was. Since when are you up this late?" Janus asked, rolling his eyes. "I just have too much energy to sleep. Roman too. Since we're all up, wanna come play with us?" Patton offered. "Nice try. I heard about what you two did with Remus and if you think I'm going to fall for this, you're clearly just as dumb as I thought." Janus said before sipping his wine. "Well, guess you leave me no choice but to bring out the big guns. Roman!" Patton called out, summoning the prince who was carrying many Bluey toys and their YouTooz plushies. Patton took half and flashed his best puppy-dog eyes. "Why do you never play with us?" Patton cried. "What is happening?" Janus asked. "You're always with Remus!" Patton whined. "Because no one else can handle him! Even then, I spend half my time hiding from him." Janus argued, trying to stay strong. "It's like you don't even love us! Don't you know how much we love you?" Patton asked, tearfully. Janus was stunned. Why was this working? What was Patton doing with his eyes? And why did the plushies make it harder to say "no"? What is happening?! "How can you not love your own family?" Patton sobbed. Oof, the family card. "Alright, fine! I'll play with you." Janus groaned. "Yay!" Patton cheered, high-fiving Roman.

"Let's just get this over with. Whatever we're doing, are we doing it here?" Janus asked. "Of course not, silly. We're going to my room." Patton said, sinking out with Roman following after. Janus did the same and as soon as he appeared, Roman tackled him to the bed and pinned him down. He summoned scarves to tie Janus's wrists to the headboard–wait, their beds don't have headboards. Did they summon one just for this?! His protests fell on deaf ears as Roman tied his ankles to the bedposts and removed his shoes. "Untie me this instant!" Janus shouted. "Tsk tsk tsk, someone is certainly cranky, eh Patton?" Roman said. "Probably because he's up so late, poor snakey-baby needs sleepytime. Guess we'll have to tire him out so he can get the rest he needs." Patton reasoned. "School's in session, let's start the lesson!" Roman exclaimed as he sat beside Janus who was still struggling in his bonds. "What lesson?" Janus asked. "I promised Roman I'd teach him some of my tickle techniques. You don't mind, right?" Patton explained. Janus's eyes widened. He was only teasing about Remus's endeavour, he didn't think Patton was actually smart enough to come up with a scheme like this! He's managed to dodge all of Remus's attempts at a tickle attack for years but now he's tied up in a Y position and about to be made nothing more than a tickle toy? Well, he's certainly not going down without a fight.

"I will not be your experimental guinea pig, now let me go!" Janus protested. "Too late, you already agreed to play with us, Jennifer." Roman remarked. "Janus." he corrected. "Whatever." Roman scoffed. "Let's start with something you're familiar with, Roman." Patton suggested. "Perhaps this little game will change your tune, hmm?" Roman teased, manoeuvring his legs under Janus's back so his torso rested on his lap. "Ladies, gentlemen and esteemed guests, I shall now play for you the Rondo Alla Turca." Roman announced as he pushed Janus's shirt up, revealing his slightly scaley stomach. Janus wiggled and squirmed, desperate to stop Roman, but his struggling only got the job done faster. "Such good manners, little Jessica." Roman teased. "Janus." he hissed. "Don't care." Roman remarked, cracking his knuckles. He cleared his throat then began dancing his fingers all over Janus's tummy, singing and humming a tune before stopping when he noticed Janus wasn't laughing. Roman turned to look at Janus and smirked at what he saw. He was biting his lip and his eyes were shut tight. He was trying not to laugh. Game on. "My sincerest apologies, everyone. I seem to be having a bit of trouble with my piano. Probably just needs a little tweaking." Roman said, lightly pinching all over Janus's torso. The deceitful Side jumped and jerked with every pinch, still refusing to give Roman what he wanted.

"You sure he's a piano?" Patton asked with a wink. "You're right Padre, silly me." Roman remarked as he laid down next to Janus. He took his hat and placed it on his own head, tipping it. "M'snakey." Roman said, causing Patton to giggle while Janus scowled. "This is no piano, it's a banjo!" Roman exclaimed, "strumming" across Janus's belly. The dam finally broke when Roman got a little too close to his sensitive bellybutton, causing him to squeal loudly before bursting into a fit of laughter. "Nohohohoho! Rohohoman, I'm gohohoing to kihihill yohohohou!" Janus cackled before he snorted, causing Roman to stop and Patton to squeal. "Did you just snort?! That was so adorable!" Patton gushed. "Mention it to anyone and you're both dead! And Roman, give me my hat." Janus scolded. "You really think you're in any position to make demands, Georgia?" Roman queried, twirling the hat around on his finger. "That one's not even close!" Janus argued. "Close enough. Hey Patton, catch!" Roman said before tossing Janus's hat to Patton who caught it and decided to wear it. "Suits you better than him, but now he looks cold. No worries, I'll be your blanket." Roman said, laying on top of Janus. "Get off me, Roman!" Janus barked. "There's no Roman here, only a blanket. A crazy blanket!" Roman teased, digging his fingers into Janus's ribs. "Hahahahaha! I hahahahate yohohohou!" Janus laughed heartily. "The feeling's more than mutual, Ginny." Roman remarked.

"Uh-oh, looks like this blanket is infested with ticklecrabs!" Patton chimed in, scratching at Janus's underarms while repeating "tickle tickle" over and over again, not that it could be heard over Janus's giddy giggles. "Aww, the ticklecrabs just want a friend to play with. Luckily, I heard there's a lonely bug who also likes to play giggly games like this." Roman teased, straddling Janus's thighs. He placed his hands at the bottom of Janus's ribs and began crawling them down as he sang. "Poor little bug on the wall, ding ching!" Roman sung, digging into Janus's hips at the last minute which evoked a very loud squeak. Holding back his own snickers, Roman trailed down Janus's legs. "No one to love him at all, ding ching!" Roman continued as he scratched at the back of his knees, chuckling at Janus's attempts at kicking. He turned himself around and moved down to Janus's ankles, removing his socks. "No one to tickle his toes, ding ching!" Roman sung as he spidered across Janus's sensitive soles, delighted by the boisterous laughter that followed. "No one to blow his nose." Roman finished before blowing a raspberry on Janus's tummy, causing him scream with belly laughter as he bucked and struggled in his bonds. "NOHOHOHO! THAHAHAHAT TIHIHICKLES! HAHAHAHA!" Janus shrieked. "That's kind of the point, Janus." Patton said. Roman got back up for air and decided he and Patton should take a break, giving Janus one too.

Janus never felt so humiliated. So embarrassed. So...happy? And loved? The endless laughter was exhilarating, he felt a certain closeness with the others he's never felt before and the tickling sensations themselves were a lot more fun than he anticipated. He avoided being tickled for so long because he assumed he'd hate it but he was loving every second of it. But he has an image to uphold, so he can't let Patton and Roman know. "Hey Patton, remember the Bluey episode "Featherwand"?" Roman asked. "Uh-huh. It did not go in the direction I thought it would." Patton said. "Well, what do you say we give in to our imaginations and make our expectations a reality?" Roman offered, summoning a long white fluffy feather. "I like the way you think." Patton complimented. "Watch this." Roman said before fluttering the feather around Janus's ears and under his chin, causing him to giggle uncontrollably. "And if you think that's cute, wait until you see this." Roman said, noticing Patton squealing into his hands. He pulled the feather away and raised it in the air. "Heavy!" Roman exclaimed, causing the feather to glow golden. He began tickling Janus's belly with the feather but this time, he bellowed loudly and struggled frantically. "Oh, I get it! Bingo's featherwand made things heavier when she said "heavy", and yours makes heavier laughter!" Patton said. "Close. It actually feels like heavier tickling which causes heavier laughter." Roman explained.

"Hey, you didn't even need my help this time! Good job, kiddo!" Patton praised. Roman beamed with pride. "Hear that, Jeanette? You're dealing with TWO tickle monster pros now. Cootchie coo!" Roman teased, moving the feather down to Janus's feet. "ROHOHOMAN, DOHOHON'T! HAHAHAHAHA!" Janus screamed. "Well well well, looks like someone's got feather-sensitive footsies. Tickle tickle tickle!" Roman taunted, waving the feather at his ticklish toes. Janus completely lost it. "AHAHAHAHA!!! GUHUHUYS, PLEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP!!!" Janus begged, pulling at his bonds as hard as he could. Roman and Patton immediately stopped everything and in a snap, everything from the feather and the scarves to the bedposts and the headboard vanished. Janus curled into himself, still giggly from the phantom tickles coursing through his body. That. Was. Amazing. Not that he would ever admit it. Patton summoned a glass of water and tapped Janus on the shoulder, handing it to him as he turned around. "Here Jan, this will help." Patton advised. Janus took the glass and slowly gulped it all down. "Thank you." Janus mumbled softly, handing the empty glass back to Patton. "For the water or the tickles?" Patton asked. Janus froze. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out so he closed it again and looked down, sheepishly. "Your secret's safe with us. Promise." Patton assured.

"Plus, you and me can be considered even now after that comment you made about me and a certain Side." Roman said. "Seriously?! You're still moping about that?! Need I remind you I only said that because you laughed at and insulted my name?! And you still continued to make fun of it by getting it wrong throughout this ridiculous endeavour!" Janus protested. "I would've gladly apologised for that, had you apologised to me for comparing me to Remus of all people!" Roman argued. "Ok, let's all calm down. Maybe both of you should say you're sorry while we're here." Patton suggested. Janus and Roman glared at each other. "Janus, is there something you'd like to say to Roman?" Patton asked. Janus sighed. "Roman, I'm sorry for comparing you to Remus. It was hurtful and uncalled for. I promise I'll never do it again." Janus apologised. "Very good, Janus. Roman?" Patton said. "Well, I'm not entirely innocent either. I'm sorry for treating your name like a joke...Janus." Roman replied. The two fidgeted awkwardly as they uncomfortably stood in silence. "Come on, hug it out." Patton encouraged. Janus and Roman hesitantly walked towards each other and hugged. Roman felt slightly uneasy but Janus didn't want it to end. He didn't get hugs very often except from Remus, but he's too rough. Plus, he stinks. "See? Not so bad." Patton said. Janus let go of Roman, grabbed his socks and shoes, snatched his hat back from Patton and sank out.

"This was fun, we should do something like this again sometime." Roman suggested before yawning and rubbing his eyes. In an instant, he changed from his signature look to a white tank top and red pyjama pants. "Thanks for everything today. Night, Patton." Roman said, leaving the room. "Goodnight kiddo." Patton said as he climbed into bed. He kissed all his plushies goodnight and dozed off. Today was a fun day. A day he would still be thinking about tomorrow morning. He found himself waking up earlier than usual and decided to do something productive. He borrowed some paper, crayons and colouring pencils from Roman and began to work on something for Emile. As soon as it was done, he quietly sneaked down the hall and slid it under Emile's door. Emile woke up about an hour later and as soon as he noticed something on the floor by his door, he got out of bed and picked it up. It was a hand-drawn Bluey themed card. Each of the Heelers was sketched on every corner and the words "THANK YOU" were written in the centre. He opened the card and there was more drawings and a message from Patton that read "Thanks for your help yesterday morning, it made the day really fun. I got to tickle pretty much everyone AND help Roman with a few problems. I'd like to do something for you in return. Wanna have that Bluey marathon for real life?"

The End.

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Part 22 - Geralt

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Summary: The guys throw a New Years Eve party at 179th Crescent Street...

Warnings: Drugs (weed and alcohol), senslry issues.

Word count: 2.1k

A/N: Geralt is up! It's a shorter chapter than the other ones, because he didn't have a lot to say... I'm also happy to announce that all the NYE chapters are finished as of right this g'damn second! So: YAY ME! Enjoy!

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I’m barely aware of the things that are happening in the kitchen, going on auto-pilot, until Leon asks where Sherlock is. 

“In his room,” Mike replies, “he wouldn’t last five minutes tonight if he had to deal with all of this, too.” He’s not the only one. For starters, it’s not ideal for Mike, either. 

“We’ve got it from here,” I say. As far as I’m concerned, he’s done his part in setting up for tonight by getting the internet to work. My words come out harsher than intended. Fuck. I know he’s not mad - he’s Mike. It would take a lot more to upset him, and he knows as well as I do that I’ll be running on reserves, too, before the evening is over. 

Unlike Mike, I don’t envy Sherlock. Hiding from the fuss surrounding these preparations wouldn’t do me any good. I’d still hear everything, and I somehow find it easier to ignore a noise I can see the source of. My eyes involuntarily move to the little plastic bag on the table. At least I’ll be able to sleep. Sol follows my gaze, and her eyes go wide when she sees what I’m looking at. We’ve had a few long conversations - at above average volume - about the fact that I occasionally get stoned - or, as she’d rather call it; ‘my drug use’. The last of these arguments happened while she was holding a glass of wine. She didn’t appreciate my pointing out that alcohol is a hard drug. No one ever does. With time, she’s grown used to it, but she isn’t exactly comfortable with how open we are about it here. I still don’t understand the fuss. It’s not like we’re doing anything illegal. 

The hand on my back belongs to Sol. I don’t have to look to know that. I don’t even have to think about it. I just know. That knowledge doesn’t stop me from shaking it off nearly immediately. Usually, her touch calms me down, but not tonight - not right now, at least. It’s just another sensation to overwhelm me even further. There just isn’t anything she can do for me right now. When she looks at me, there’s a sliver of sadness in her eyes - a sadness I don’t immediately connect to my instinctive rejection of her touch, and with that, her intentions to comfort me. Until I do connect the dots, and end up feeling worse 

“It’s just a bit much,” I say, unsure of who I’m trying to convince I’m alright, her or myself. “I’ll be alright.” 

That last part isn’t a lie. No matter how exhausting this can be, it hasn’t killed me yet. At this point, after all this time, I think it’s safe to say that it won’t. 

When Sherlock steps into the kitchen with Elena, he looks just about as miserable as I probably do - and he hasn’t spent a second downstairs yet. Thanks to the noise downstairs, I couldn’t be completely sure about why they’re so late, but I can make an educated guess. Sol is still standing next to me. I know she feels bad because she can’t help me, which means it’s time for me to suck it up and at least try to have a good time here until she can help me. I take her hand and pull her along to where August and Sherlock are standing. At least I can reasonably count on them enjoying this nonsense as much - or as little - as I do. 

“Should I be glad Elena gets along with Anjelica so well?” Sherlock asks August while side-eyeing the girls and their animated conversation. The benefits of this party being so tremendously noisy is that everything turns to white noise nearly automatically. Normally, it would be a chore to tune out a conversation taking place so close to me, but right now, I don’t have to hear what the girls are talking about at all. Sol joins the conversation without too much effort, and I can see a faint smile on her lips when she sees me with the guys.

“Oh, we don’t get a say in these things.” I manage to very slightly startle August when I come up behind him. It’s never my goal, but always a nice bonus. He’s perceptive, tough to sneak up on, and his reflexes are insane. It’s what makes him a good boxer. A very good boxer. “I’m fairly sure we’re already doomed.”

Sherlock raises an eyebrow, clearly confused by my words. As much as I think we shouldn’t laugh or make fun of him because of it, his lack of experience can be quite endearing. “What do you mean?”

“I heard that they’re planning a girls night.” Gossiping isn’t something I enjoy doing, but I think the poor man deserves to know at least a little of what is about to hit him. August groans so softly I almost miss it. He’s damn right to, honestly. I like to think Sol isn’t the gossiping type, either, but I know better. When in Rome… 

I’ve accidentally overheard plenty of these conversations between women. They’re completely exhausting to listen to, and that’s only in part due to the fact that during a twenty-minute conversation, there’s maybe a total of three finished sentences. What continues to surprise me most, however, is the amount of detail these discussions contain. I know very few men who would be as specific. Sure, the jokes around the house can be… somewhat graphic, but they’re absolutely far less informative. Something I’ve always found striking about these conversations is that there doesn’t always seem to be a clear point to them besides purely the exchange of information - no problem to solve, no question to answer, nothing to gain from these talks other than curbing their annoyingly insatiable curiosity. Women. I’m sure I’ll never come to understand them. And I promise it’s not for lack of trying. 

“That usually means that all of them are going to be told every minute intimate detail of your relationship, so they can… I don’t know why they do it, just that they do.” August seems to be as lost on the reasons behind this interesting yet insufferable ritual. 

“How intimate?” Sherlock asks. As previously mentioned, I believe we shouldn’t make fun of his inexperience, which makes me hell-bent on controlling my face upon hearing the alarm and astonishment in Sherlock’s voice, and all the more glad that August does the smirking for me. 

“Yes, that intimate,” I answer, my voice significantly more strained than I had initially planned on, both from my efforts to keep my composure as well as my own mild terror at the thought of having my sex life painstakingly dissected by a group of girls. 

“We’re not looking forward to it, either,” August adds. 

“Not looking forward to what?” Elena asks as she wraps her arms around Sherlock. I can’t help but smile when I see it. They’re good together. 

“Nothing,” the three of us say at the same time. It’s suspicious to say the least, but I doubt we’ll hear much more of it. 

Something happens in the living room that we decide to ignore. Things settle down quickly, there’s no need for us to get involved in that. My head is pounding from the noise so badly that I barely notice Sherlock and Elena taking off. Good for them. Part of me wishes I could call it a day as well, but I can’t bear to spend time without Sol yet, and she’s still having a good time catching up with Anjelica. I know we won’t last much past midnight, so I just have to make it until then - a task that might just be made much easier by Ange’s discovery of what Mike has been up to in the living room. Solveig doesn’t even roll her eyes when she says it, either because it’s worse when I get high than when others do it, or because she realizes I could use a little peace and quiet. 

The cold and fresh air help tremendously, and although the windows are hardly enough of a barrier to completely block the sounds from inside the house, they drown out enough to make it more manageable. Sol stays close, which I appreciate now that I’m not ambushed by a hundred sensations per second. She’s not cold - she’s used to harsher winters than the ones we get here. It doesn’t stop her nose, hands or feet from freezing. It just doesn’t bother her. Bothers me, though. It’s like sharing a bed with an icicle. 

“Did you guys step outside when you saw me leave the living room?” Mike asks. August, Anjelica and I shrug - a clear admission of guilt. We know him a little. If one of us had so much as for a second suspected that our intended leeching would piss him off, we would have stayed inside. But it’s Mike. He grumbles something semi-annoyed while handing a joint to Dani and sits down to get to work on another one. 

“Thanks, Mikey.” It’s always Ange. Mikey and Anjelica have something in common I can’t put my finger on, exactly. A certain way of understanding each other that’s very difficult to explain. Something so innately platonic that even August isn’t threatened by it - which is quite rare. She sounds tired, I notice, and she does a very good job of not looking the part. Anjelica thrives around people. Pressure. Pain. Although I completely understand why Sy questions the nature of Ange and August’s relationship, I  never did. It makes perfect sense, it always has. In a way, they remind me of me and Solveig, though we have a more flexible dynamic. For a short moment, my thoughts jump to Sherlock. He had the same control issues we do. August and I. Part of me wonders if his preferences will turn out anything like ours, and I briefly wish I could be a fly on the wall during that girls night… I dismiss the thought instantly. Gossip. Despicable habit. 

Mike hands me a joint, which I take from him gratefully. If I can just get my thoughts to calm down, the noise may become manageable enough to sleep later. I’m only vaguely aware of the conversation about the unrest in the living room earlier. There seems to be quite a lot of guilt there that Mike can’t seem to shake. It’s understandable, but I feel it isn’t necessary. Danielle seems to understand what he’s like better than anyone I’ve ever met - including us, and we’ve been living with him for a year and a half at this point. I hope they make it. 

The six of us barely make it twenty minutes past midnight before we decide to call it quits. Mike makes a break for the stairs, leaving Dani with me and Sol. When we step into the hallway, Mike is already halfway up the stairs. 

“Where is he?” It’s tough to be sure from the side, but it looks like Peter, Marshall’s best friend. “Mike, I swear, get the fuck out of my way.”

I can’t say I appreciate the amount of drama I’m getting caught up in tonight. Charles - of all people, ironically - would likely suggest we leave these things to the girls, because they’re better at it than we are. After tonight, I am inclined to believe that both sexist and - as it turns out - a lie. Men are more than capable of causing a scene. Sol is standing next to me, Dani is right in front of me. I can see August, but not Anjelica. I’ll just have to trust that she’s okay. Knowing her, that shouldn’t be too much of a problem. I hear footsteps on the stairs that belong to Marshall - clearly the person Peter is looking for to begin with. Despite the alcohol and weed - maybe even due to them - I’m alert. Tense. This probably isn’t a fight I want to get caught up in. Marshall wouldn’t want any of us to, anyway. 

“Peter, leave him alone.” Mike tries to stop Marshall as he walks down the stairs, stubbornly staying exactly where he is. It’s clear he trusts Peter about as far as he can throw him right now. We’ve all met him multiple times, and he’s a good guy, but we’ve never seen him angry. And those hockey guys can fight… “Mike, it’s okay. He’s after me, not looking for trouble. It’s cool, back off.”