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sometimes i rewatch just the moment of Loki stumbling and tripping all over himself when he tries to approach Don!Mobius father of two at his home just to relive the moment of my jaw slowly dropping to the floor as it unfolded on my screen. truly there have been few moments that took me out with complete startled befuddlement so entirely as that. NOT because it wasn't perfectly in character I just hadn't in a million years expected a Disney/Marvel joint would let us SEE it.
You and me both anon, you and me both 🙏💖
There are some moments in life that really will last forever and what a pleasure it is to say the God of Mischief being canonically down for a single dad from Cleveland is now one of those, lmao. Honestly even to this day it's hard to wrap my mind around Loki's fit check, like there's poor Don literally just off work struggling with some trash and a chaotic household while an actual god lurks around wishing for a mirror in case he's not personally up to standard 😅
And like you said it's all COMPLETELY in character!!! Loki's never had to approach Mobius *needing* to impress before (because Mobius could never not be impressed with him) and because of it everything kind of hits in that moment how desperately he actually does want Mobius/Don to know how much he means and the difference he's made and if the only way that could be communicated is through some of the most obvious flirting any of us have ever witnessed then so be it. Still can't believe a full season of a Disney/Marvel show from start to finish gave the stuff dreams are made of, it's definitely a fluke but I'm running with it and never looking back lol.
#every day i pour one out for ep 5 being the surreal rom com fever dream we didn't know we needed or deserved#there will probably never be another moment like it in the history of tv or at least not as far as i'm concerned#i mean no wonder even now i can't bring myself to watch anything else when we got not just one full course meal but six??#they really said have sheer talent and the best chemistry you'll ever see speedrun every trope out there! enjoy 😉💕#tysm for the most relatable ask ever!! lots of love and hope you've got an amazing week ahead 💖#ask
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DRDT - Milgram AU: T1 "Voice Reveal" Lines
Hey there! Back at it with this AU. I figured if I'm going to commit to the bit, I might as well commit fully. At the start of every Trial, Milgram gives a sneak peak at some of the lines which will appear in the VDs, combined with "glitchy" lines which relate to their murder. So I'm doing that too! Keep in mind this is not professional in the slightest, so exact wording might change between now and when I actually post the VDs. Especially since it's been a while since I rewatched DRDT so the wording could feel a bit off. Anyways, here we go!
Implied DRDT spoilers and heavy themes. Again not affiliated with either of the series
Btw I'm using crossed out text for aesthetics but there will be a transcript at the bottom if you have trouble reading that.
01- "Levi Fontana, a pleasure"
"Yes, I am a murderer"
"I can't bring myself to pretend to be sorry for what I did"
"I suppose I should watch the other prisoners to learn how normal murderers should handle themselves"
...
I know you didn't want this, but it had to be done
02- "Arturo Giles"
"Ugh. Do I really have to be judged by someone this ugly?"
"I'll have you know, I've never murdered anyone"
[Whispering] "I mean, there is... no, no, that wasn't my fault"
...
How was I meant to know?! Even if she's dead because of what I did, it's not my fault!
03- "My name is David Chiem"
"It seems there's been a mistake. But don't worry! I won't hold it against you"
"Mistakes can be corrected. It's not difficult to change, as long as you're willing to!"
"I try to be as positive as I can, since I know there's a lot of people that don't get the privilege"
...
AGH! CAN YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT, YOU PIECE OF HUMAN GARBAGE?!
04- "Yo! Whit Young, nice to meet you!
"Are you really sure everyone here is a murderer?"
"That's wack"
"I don't remember doing anything suspicious! Yesterday was normal, the day before that was normal, the day before that... the day before that..."
...
My mom's really amazing! I love her a lot. I would do anything for her
05- "Tch. Ace Markey"
"You wanna fight?! Wait, fuck, you probably have weapons, don't you?! Shit, don't get any closer!"
"You think I'm a murderer?! Horseshit!"
"Get off your fucking high horse!"
...
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, shit, shit shit shit, FUCK!
06- "Uhm... Nico... Hakobyan"
"I'm- I'm really sorry!"
"You're pretty weird"
"Ah! I'm sorry! Don't get mad at me!"
...
Why should I own up for the mistakes that someone else made?!
07- "J Moreno"
"What do you people really want? Ransom money? There's no way you're doing this just because you want to 'judge our sins' or whatever bullshit you're saying"
"Don't make me laugh. Find evidence I killed anyone, and then we can talk about murder"
"Do you really think you're going to understand everything I've been through, just with a silly little song? How arrogant are you?!"
...
What happened to her was nothing short of a tragedy. Sorry, but I will make no further comment
08- "Mmmm... Rose Lacroix"
"zzzzz"
"Ah, yeah. I killed someone"
"This really isn't that bad. At least I can paint here"
...
I wonder if I can be happy now
09- "H-Hu Jing"
"I know what I did was unforgivable..."
"I really am selfish... I'm scared of receiving the punishment I deserve"
"Please Forgive me!"
...
Wake up! Please! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
10- "My name is Veronika Grebenshchikova!"
"If you don't mind, can you choose not to Forgive me?"
"Death sounds boring. I'd rather stay alive if you don't mind!"
"To Forgive what I did... it would be denying everything I believe about my life..."
...
[Cackling laughter, which trails off with a wheeze] I really am a monster...
11- "Arei Naegishi!"
"Pfft! God, you're pathetic!"
"Why the hell are we even here? How could anyone be stupid enough to do anything but Forgive me?"
"Are you really that much of an idiot?!"
...
WHO'S THE WEAK ONE NOW, HUH?!
12- "Uhm... Eden Tobisa..."
"Even when things are looking down, we just have to try our best, and trust each other!"
"I... I never wanted anyone to die!"
"Es... why are you doing this?"
...
Wh- What have you done?!
13- "Min Jeung"
"This is ludicrous. How are we meant to expect a fair judgement when your 'justice' is determind by one person's whims and biases?"
"When an institution is non-functional, it is highly illogical to indiscriminately tear it down. Improving the basis already in place is by far the most constructive way to conduct progress"
"There is no country in the world where I would be judged a murderer. To say one single prison has the authority to decide that I am is a flagrant display of vanity"
...
The condition has been met. There is no need for further intervention
14- "Alexander Matthews. Just call me Xander"
"Don't you see how broken this entire system is?! What makes you think you hold a monopoly over morality, huh?! What gives you the right to Forgive or Not Forgive?!"
"When something is rotten, you throw it away. It's the same with this twisted place!"
"...Warden?"
...
Ah... haha... I did it... You all can finally rest
15- "Charles Cuevas"
"I was hoping the Warden would be competent, at least, but clearly I was a fool to think that could ever be the case"
"Are you stupid?!"
"Warden... Es... I have a request"
...
Hgk...- Ack! ... Kch[sharp inhale]
16- "Teruko Tawaki"
"Are you okay?"
"You don't need to know anything about my crimes. I'm unforgivable. That's all you need, right?"
"If you can find a way to do it... Just kill me"
...
... [sigh] Why did I ever get my hopes up?
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And there we go! Hope they weren't too ooc! Keep in mind different backstories could lead to slightly different personalities; this AU is canon-adjacent, not really canon-compliant. Levi's first trial is coming soon! Hope you enjoyed!
Huh? Secret message? Whatever are you talking about?
Here's the transcript of the glitchy lines:
01 - Levi: I know you didn't want this, but it had to be done
02 - Arturo: How was I meant to know?! Even if she's dead because of what I did, it's not my fault!
03 - David: AGH! CAN YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT, YOU PIECE OF HUMAN GARBAGE?!
04 - Whit: My mom's really amazing! I love her a lot. I would do anything for her
05 - Ace: Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, shit, shit shit shit, FUCK!
06 - Nico: Why should I own up for the mistakes that someone else made?!
(Yes it's just the secret quote on their page sue me it's a cool line)
07 - J: What happened to her was nothing short of a tragedy. Sorry, but I will make no further comment
08 - Rose: I wonder if I can be happy now
09 - Hu: Wake up! Please! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
10 - Veronika: [Cackling laughter, which trails off with a wheeze] I really am a monster...
11 - Arei: WHO'S THE WEAK ONE NOW, HUH?!
12 - Eden: Wh- What have you done?!
13 - Min: The condition has been met. There is no need for further intervention
14 - Xander: Ah... haha... I did it... You all can finally rest...
15 - Charles: Hgk... Ack! ... Kch[sharp inhale]
16 - Teruko: ... [sigh] Why did I ever get my hopes up?
#drdt#milgram#drdt milgram crossover au#oh god i have to tag them all again#levi fontana#arturo giles#david chiem#whit young#ace markey#nico hakobyan#j moreno#j rosales#rose lacroix#drdt spoilers#hu jing#veronika grebenshchikova#arei nageishi#eden tobisa#min jeung#xander matthews#charles cuevas#teruko tawaki
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Listen I love DCxDP crossovers as much as the next person, but every time I see people write John Constantine offer as a solution summoning something I cringe internally a little bit. John is all up for self-sacrificing and doing things you shouldn't but he does not fuck with other creatures he knows shit-all about.
On the other end, do you know who does fuck with creatures they know shit all about?? And keep summoning things and making deals with things they shouldn't be summoning or making deals with? And also doing this most of the times with the express intentions of dealing with the dead?
The Winchester Brothers.
Where are my season 15 fix-it fics where Dean does not give up, he does not say "oh well Castiel died after confessing his love for me I guess that's it" or where Sam does not say "well my brother died during a run of the mill vampire Hunt -not even because of the vampires but because of a rusty nail. Let me just abandon him forever after everything we've gone through and finally actually listen to him and get myself a family with my blurry wife and random son"
And instead they do again summon something that is completely separate from everything else they've dealt with before and they actually managed to contact Danny who somehow is the king of the Ghost Zone or whatever fucking shit you want. Maybe you can make the empty nocturne! That would be really fucking cool :O so Danny somehow gets convinced to bring back Castiel or Dean or both.
Ok now I'm actually thinking about it.
You can even make it adult Danny by simply following the Supernatural timeline. Danny gets his powers in 2004, when he's 14, the Winchesters start looking for their dad in 2005, and they're... 20 something. Castiel joins the brigade in 2009 (I thought he showed up in season 5 lmao it's been a while since I've watched it), Chuck starts writing the books- fuck I don't know. 2012? Was it season 7? **Looks it up** fuck nope he starts writing when they start, that's my mistake. I meant when does he show up. And that's together with Castiel. Wow. Give me Danny who is an in universe Supernatural fan. He's the prime target audience! Starts reading after he gets his powers because we'll they're ghost hunters but the ghosts are actually evil. So it's fine. And they're fictional anyway so no big deal.
But then Chuck stops writing (end of season 5) and Danny is extremely disappointed.
He doesn't learn the truth until 2018 (season 13) when Jack wakes up The Shadow and consequently shakes the Infinite Realms. Nocturne has to be somehow connected. Maybe they're not The Shadow themself, but a subordinate? Like Frostbite is the leader while the yetis are his citizens. And The Empty is the realm they live in.
Now Danny is slightly terrified because it means all the things that go bump in the night are real. Which is a scary as fuck thought. And also wonders why they've never had hunters in Amity, or why he and the other ghosts are different from the ones in the books.
But he can't really do anything. To help.
Hunters definitely have checked out the town. There's no way they'd fly under the radar. But either there are already hunters INSIDE Amity And they've staked their claim on the town, no outside hunters allowed. Or there's something wrong w the entire place that makes it so that people don't really realize anything is wrong with it. I til they're inside it. But when outside nothing :/ all normal.
I feel like it wouldn't be Dean who summons him though. As much as I love him, they are aware that pretty much only God could pull out Cas and Jack wasn't going to do it any time soon.
But Dean dying like that? No Sam is not going to let his story end like that. But they've pretty much exhausted all options. What's he gonna do? Make another deal w a demon that's going to ultimately make more of a mess? Who's gonna make a deal w a Winchester anyway?
I don't know how Sam would find a way to contact Danny. The Fentons were the first to make contact with the Zone, so the bunker's unlikely to have any resources. Bobby's gone, so that's a bust. He'd have to find something new. Something no other hunter has interacted with, ever.
Again.
Because let's be real. The Winchesters already did that plenty.
Maybe he stumbles upon Amity by accident and sees it as an opportunity, idk.
Sam's kinda more willing to give monsters the benefit of the doubt. They know angels are not all bad, they had werewolf friends, and so on and so forth.
So sure he might start off listening to the Fentons at first, but if he were to interact with Danny (as Phantom ofc) one on one he'd probably see that they're wrong.
Danny would freak out of course. On one hand, fuck man. He's a fan. That's so cool.
On the other, he knows nothing will stop the Winchesters. He's deader than dead if Sam was there to hunt him.
But alas, he'd do anything to help him get his brother (and Cas, as a treat) back. Who's gonna stop him? God? Jack? Idk man I feel like he'd let them have this one lmao. Or still Danny could definitely argue that he's the king of all afterlives, so what he does to his subjects is none of his business (since God (or at least Chuck couldn't) can't interfere w The Empty, only the afterlives he controls. So heaven and hell. Not even purgatory iirc)
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tw leftist meme
this is more of a vent post than anything so be nice and bear with me. i was feeling down earlier so i did some writing to try to get my thoughts straight, and i wrote this.
Every time i feel down, i wonder what it that makes me feel this way. And there are many things. Is it species dysphoria? Sometimes. Is it fear of the future? fear of never living my one life the way i want to? Dread of the increasing amount of people who seemingly hate my kind? Fear for me and the people i love? Climate Anxiety? Loneliness? Yeah, sometimes. But sometimes I can't figure it out, and there is a thought in the back of my mind, and it never goes away. I try to tell myself that some days I'm just not feeling it, and thats true. But sometimes i get upset because i cant really disprove the thought. I'm scared of capitalism, and I'm scared of the way it poisons everything that i love.
When I first heard the thought, i was a social democrat, and it was easy for me to just tell myself that i was being ridiculous. but after time, the thought dawned on me, and everywhere i looked, i saw evidence.
Corporations exist to make a profit. They don't care about us being satisfied unless it's profitable to them. When they get influential enough, people begin to become dependent on them. Once this happens, they can gouge prices for more profit, as they are doing now. What will the government do? Nothing, because more often than not, they have an incentive to support the company. Perhaps the company is a donor, perhaps they are bribed, perhaps the obscene wealth makes them look good by some measurements, or perhaps they themselves are a CEO.
So, right. The government, who is allegedly supposed to take care of us, the people, isn't going to help, as it hasn't. So it's up to us, but say this company provides a vital service and is the only one who does so at any reasonable quality (Google), or has people addicted (Meta, McDonald's), or has so much variety and power that avoiding it is incredibly difficult (Disney, Nestle). If this is the case, which is is, it's very hard to boycott them.and those who advocate for change or participate in attempts to force change are mocked and taunted by bad actors and gullible folk. And by bad actors, I mean people who defend the company because they too own businesses. Landlords, local business owners, and so on. They are middle class twats who have never had to suffer the struggle of a normal person. And yet they LARP as us, calling themselves everyday hardworking folk, but actually own a business or an estate and have never had to confront the fears of tenancy, homelessness, poverty, and so on.
And i despise these people. They pretend to be us, and trivialise our struggle, saying lifes not that hard, and even call us elitists and entitled, and complain about us. And they manipulate and lie like this and act like they suffer while they collect rent from tenants after their third overseas holiday of the year.
And maybe you believe in reform. I did too. But do you ever find yourself asking 'How?' Do you ever grow weary of politicians throwing you and your movement under the bus? Or failing to fulfill their promises? Do you ever catch yourself thinking 'this is hopeless'? What do you do when you hear that, or when others tell you that? A reasonable person would take it in good faith, consider it, and try to find its flaws. And if you really knew that reform was possible, or realistic, you could explain why to yourself. I never could. I would joke around and throw insults because I couldn't argue with it, and everyone else did the same. I thought 'those stupid leftists are so foolish' and said it was ridiculous.
And thats why I caved, After all, if you cant see a way for peaceful protests and voting alone to bring change, and have watched it fail to over and over again, is it not reasonable to turn to the ideas that can give you answers, that being anarchism? The government cannot ignore a riot like it can ignore a peaceful protest. And if the government cannot and will not help us, we will have to help ourselves and each other.
And this is only a small part of it. I hate how it has ruined and weaponised science and strangled art. I hate how it destroys the environment. and i cant stand the way it does so with such self righteousness and entitlement
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Dangerously Close (Part 1)
Pairing:Aris x female reader
Summary:After both of you being sure that you would never see each other again, you and the boy run into each other at your work.
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I don't know how I’m alive. I mean I lost everything that night I tried to kill that random boy. My protection from the sun, my gun, and even all my supplies. The only proof that those had been real was that the pieces of glass, cans, and sharp and dull objects had cut my back up pretty bad when he kicked me to the ground. It was pretty deep since a lot of the scratches are still there.
Sometimes I think about him. Sometimes I wonder why he didn't just kill me. After all, I would have killed him if he seemed like enough of a threat. I obviously was one so why did he spare me?
Wondering about it won't give me the answer though, so I moved on with life. I found some bloke named Marcus and helped with his club. I basically just stood by the door and made sure nobody that wasn't supposed to be there got in, or make sure they paid the fine.
With him inside doing who knows what, I sighed as I leaned against the wall. Playing with my lighter, I kept putting my finger back and forth through the fire. By now I couldn't even feel it. I can barely feel anything from the burns all over me. Did I mention that bag had sunblock, which I desperately needed? Because it did, and one week away from the flares wasn't going to do much. While the aloe vera was always a relief, there wasn't much else to help.
I can't complain about this job. I got new clothes, a new gun, shade, and a place to sleep. I had access to ‘special party drinks’ but never took it. The last thing I needed was drugged alcohol. I am becoming a Crank so my mind’s pretty fucked up already. I don't need to make it worse. If I’m going to inevitably have to kill myself, I’m going to do is sober. I’d rather not miss, if you know what I mean.
“Hey, we-”
“If you want in you have to take the fee,”I interrupted, not looking up as I kept treating fire like a children's toy.
“We need help. We're looking for Marcus.”
“No clue who that is,”I effortlessly lied.
“We need to find Marcus to find our friends,”a different voice chimed in.
“If you want in-”I started, cutting myself off as I saw the boy I swore I’d never see again after that night. Yet here he was, staring at me with wide eyes. “I’ll just bring you to him,”I managed to say, pushing the doors open and leading them through all the people, not looking at them as I shoved past.
“Shouldn't you help her?”Someone asked. Looking over at a white blonde boy with warm brown eyes, I recognized a bit of an English accent in his voice. That, and genuine concern.
“Don't help anyone. Don't even touch ‘em. You don't know what they have on them.”
“That's not a very useful answer,”the guy next to him chimed in. Looking him up and down, I observed his built figure, dark, unnaturally neat hair, and dark eyes to go with it.
“Fine. I’ll dumb it down for you. You've got a bunch of people on drugs. Some of those people wouldn't hesitate to hurt or kill you if you seemed off. See?”I said, pointing at the circle of half Cranks. Just on the wall was the dead body of one of the more far gone ones. These two were just trying to kill each other because they felt like it.
Watching one of them smack his head against the others so hard it busted open, I turned around and kept leading them through as someone gagged at the sight. Or maybe the smell.
Leading them to a secluded part of this place, the noise of the party dialed down a significant amount, until it was just muffled beats.
“Here you are. The forbidden room,”I announced, standing in front of it. As someone asked how we get in I grabbed the bat by the door and smashed the handle in, damaging the wood as I did, until it clanked to the ground.
“Hey. These guys want to see you,”I stated, gesturing for them to walk through with me.
“Your job is to keep people out,”He scowled as he stopped tying up the two teenagers he had invited in earlier.
“Eh. It was getting boring anyway,”I shrugged.
“I saved your life.”
“Womp womp womp. That doesn't mean smack, and you know it,”I shrugged again as he looked behind me. When he spotted one of their faces he tried to run out the backdoor. Taking a seat on the couch, I ignored whatever that was as I closed my eyes and put my legs out.
“Hi,”Someone whispered. With an irritated eye roll, I glanced over to see the boy that had caught my attention in the first place.
“Screw off,”I sighed.
“Huh?”
“Screw off. Don't you have these friends or whatever that you're with?”I pointed out, looking back over as Marcus was dragged and tied to a chair, kicking his feet like a toddler the entire time.
“What’d I do to you?”
“You're a coward. I was right there, you know? Just like that, you could have just gone bam. Just one bang,”I reenacted, making a gun symbol with my hands and setting it off on my forehead. In a perfect matchup, the guy's fists made contact with Marcus's nose.
“I wasn't going to just kill you.”
“If someone had attacked me like that, and I had them under me, I would have killed them. I was right there. Anyone else out here would have shot me without a second thought,”I shrugged.
“You looked scared. I wasn't going to kill someone I didn't know who looked like that.”
“You aren't from here then, are you? How life goes out here is if someone does something you just got to sell them out to someone else or murder them. Just like this,”I demonstrated, putting my imaginary gun at the side of his head. “Just one little movement and bang, bang, bang,”I kept going at the same time as Marcus got repeatedly punched. Seeing the boy’s face pale, I pulled it away and yawned as I stretched my arms.
“You don't need to be like that,”He said in an almost shaky voice.
“Like what?”
“Cruel. All I did was not kill you. That doesn't mean you have to be this way after.”
“You think I care that you let me live? Life means nothing to me. If you had actually killed me you would have done me a favor. Now I have to do it.”
“What are you even talking about? What exactly are you doing?”He interrogated as there were pained groans in the background.
“You're a little slow, aren't you?”
“Well, you're mean,”He shot back.
“Obviously. If I was nice I would have been dead long before I needed to be.”
“What are you-”
“I’m not asking again!”the guy yelled as the chair hit the floor with a thud. “Where is Right Arm?”He asked slowly.
“No way. You're all actually looking for Right Arm,”I laughed.
“What's so funny?”
“Because they're stupid. That's why. They literally started a war in the city just a few hundred years ago. I’m surprised if any of them are left, and if there are, it would shock me if they could even pronounce their own names, much less help you.”
“They're not stupid,”He defended.
“Okay, city boy. Because you know all about them,”I grinned.
“I’m not from any city. There aren't any left.”
“There's one, but you gotta be from somewhere, and it ain't from here.”
“You're really-”
“The mountains! The mountains! They're in the mountains!”Marcus screamed. Even from here, I could see some of his blood on the floor. That's gonna suck for whoever needs to pick that up. “But you're not getting there on foot,”He added with a smirk.
“I mean if they take your car they won't have to,”I pointed out.
“Who is she?”the guy he had been trying to sell asked.
“Not important. Do you guys want a ride or not?”I offered.
“But you just said that they're stupid.”
“They probably still are, but I’ve got nothing better to do.”
“Your job!? You have a job!?”Marcus screamed.
“Am I keeping it?”
“Why the hell would you be keeping it after this!?”
“Good news. My schedule just cleared up. Now do you want to go to Right Arm or stay here and waste your life away?”
“Oh gee. I wonder what the answer is,”the Asian boy deadpanned. Not acknowledging him, I grabbed the keys from the table beside me and started leading them to the garage. Opening it, I then tossed the adult them before going to leave.
“Wait, aren't you coming?”the guy who had just talked to me asked for some reason.
“Nope.”
“Why wouldn't you want to come?”the adult asked.
“I wouldn't even be allowed in. They second I show my Crank symptoms they’ll kill me, and I don't want that. I’m going to do it myself.”
“But we can help,”kidnapped boy insisted.
“Are you delusional, or are you actually this clueless?”
“We can. They have to have something,”He insisted.
“Why do you care so much? Are you a Crank or something?”I genuinely asked. As his face lost color I was sure I got my answer until the only girl here went practically half dead. “Ah. Well, you have fun with that. I’m sure those shots you get every other month won't get old at all,”I pointed out, turning around and leaving them there.
Passing Marcus still laying on the floor, struggling to get out of his bonds, I decided to just go steal his cash from the bar register. Walking back into the club, the second I opened the curtains I saw them.
Daniel and Keith, and they were not happy as they kept asking people for someone. To be more specific, for me. You make one bad decision three years ago, and apparently there are consequences.
Bad ones. Because these guys wouldn't just kill me. They would drag it out, make it slow and inhuman. The only good thing was that I didn't have family.
Because I had seen what they would do if I did.
Holding back bile as my heart started racing, I ran back to the garage where everyone was settled and ready to go. With it already started, I threw myself over the edge and screamed at them to go.
“But what-”
“Hurry up! Drive!”I urged, ducking down.
“What are you-”
“Drive damnit! Fucking drive!”I repeated, smacking the side of the car. Listening, he peeled out of there as I stayed hidden in the corner, making sure no part of me was visible.
“You okay?”the original guy asked. Glancing up, I saw that he was the one back here with me.
“I'm fine,”I said through shaky breaths.
“You sure?”
“You know it's really weird for you to be nice to me, right?”
“You know it's really weird for you to be sure you're not going and jump in the car two seconds later, right?”
“Fair enough,”I admitted, peeking my head out as I saw that we had left the city. Taking a long breath, I tried to figure out how to get out of here after this.
“What happened?”
“Don't agree to be a hitman if you don't know how to kill every kind of person,”I greatly advised.
“You have hitmen after you?”He whisper shouted.
“Sort of, but it's fine. They won't find you guys,”I promised.
“What happened to names? To normal introductions? To anything but that?”
“I’m Y/N.”
“If you have hitmen after you for something like that doesn't that mean you were one?”He realized.
“What's your name?”
“Aris. Now what was that?”
“You don't want to be involved,”I promised.
“I’m guessing you failed at killing someone. That or you couldn't make yourself do it.”
“The more you know, the worse off you’ll be. My name's Y/N, I’m dangerous but also for some reason gain a conscience for some crimes, and I’ll be dead in at least three days. That's all you need about me.”
“But you don't look like a . . .”He trailed off.
“Like a Crank?”I finished for him.
“Yeah. A Crank.”
“That’s because I just got bit around three weeks ago. Because of how damaged I am everywhere it’ll take a little longer to spread, but it’s getting there,”I explained, pulling up the side of my shirt to show the veins growing all the way from my waist to my abdomen. “It goes down too, but I ain't showing you that.”
“You’ve just been living like that? Just walking around and being normal?”
“Yeah. I told you. I’m too screwed up for it to be normal. You would be too pampered for it to be like this.”
“I was never pampered,”He defended.
“Probably not, but you're not one of the bad ones. You're too human, too soft, too kind. You've got too much worth and probably people who love you or at least like you,”I explained.
“Don't you have anyone? I mean you have to have come from somewhere, right?”
“Yeah, but I don't know where. I don't have any memories until I was thirteen. Even then, it just started with me being alone, killing a Crank. I guess the bloodlust really kicked in my consciousness,”I shrugged.
“It's not really the same, but I don't remember anything about myself. I only know six months of my life. Everything else is gone,”He admitted.
“Why? What triggered your memory?”
“Nothing. WCKD just took it away,”He explained.
“WCKD? You're from WCKD?”I asked in disbelief.
“Yeah. Besides Brenda and Jorge, we all are.”
“Who are those?”
“The only girl you saw is Brenda, and the guy driving is Jorge. The boy that was kidnapped with her is named Thomas, the blonde one is Newt, the one with dark hair is Minho, and the last boy is Frypan,”He listed.
“Just a group of guys? A group of guys from WCKD?”
“Yeah. Why? Do you know something?”
“I know something about everything,”I shrugged.
“What do you know then?”
“If you're never going back, I’m not going to say. Just trust me.”
“Trust you? The person who was almost a hitman?”
“First of all, it's hitwoman. Second, almost is an insult. I know a thing or two,”I shrugged.
“That makes me trust you even less.”
“I don't usually trust people who hold guns to my head, but here we are.”
“I just didn't want you to kill me,”He defended.
“Uh huh. And I wanted you to not hold my own gun to my head. You made me look dumb.”
“I made you look dumb? You attack me out of nowhere, and I’m the problem?”
“Good to know you understand.”
“You really-”
“We're taking the rest of the way on foot,”Jorge announced.
“I think I'd rather toss myself off a cliff,”I mumbled, throwing my legs over the truck and hopping down. Keeping my shirt tucked in, I just sighed as I started following them around some cars. Looking over at them, I couldn't help but feel like this was an alright end. Not super exciting, but it beats being some guard to a club.
As I peered at one of the cars a little closer I saw something I was all too familiar with. Judging by the how precise and particular the mark was, my guess was a shotgun. That, and the way it seemed to be angled at a twist gave me full confidence. What's more concerning though, was the size of it. Judging by how small it seemed despite being on metal, it came from fairly far away. Not only that, but the way it seems to go inwards makes it clear that this was fired from above our heads, in the mountain tops.
Deciding to pay my due, I pulled Aris down to the ground with me. Just barely making it, as he opened his mouth to complain bullets fired from above, making everyone scatter in different directions.
“That's my job done. Hope that they don't kill you,”I whispered when they stopped. Before he could ask what I meant I rolled under the car, pushing myself against the mountain side. Staying low, I cautiously got ready to make my way out, tuning out the sounds of them talking so I could focus on what I needed to do.
“Don’t move,”a girl's voice demanded from my other side. Looking over, I saw someone with blonde hair and her face hidden behind a scarf, pointing a gun at my head. Now why the hell didn't I think of that? The scarf thing. Not holding a gun to someone's head. “Get up,”She said firmly.
“I thought you just said not to move,”I pointed out.
“With the others, now. I’m not asking again.”
“I didn't hear you ask the first time,”I shrugged, still scanning over her as I stood up to see if any of her visible features were familiar. Because familiar is never good.
I didn't though. So I just begrudgingly stood up, keeping my eyes glued to her as I got back with my group. So much for running.
“Now you all-Aris?”another girl asked, her face also covered. That really seems like a common investment.
“Oh my god? Harriet?”He asked, putting his arms down as he walked towards her.
As everyone turned to look at him, she dropped her cover, staring at him.
“What the hell are you doing here?”She asked, her voice echoing as she ran and engulfed him in a hug. While that's a strange question to ask someone who's most likely your friend, I’m sure weirder things have happened.
“You're lucky we didn't shoot your dumbass,”the blonde one exclaimed, bringing him in for a hug.
“Sonya,”He smiled.
“Because he’d totally be the dumbass in that scenario,”I mumbled.
“How are you here?”She asked, pressing her palms to his face. God damn, at that point just kiss. Just not in front of me.
“Uh, what's happening?”Minho asked.
“We were in the Maze together,”He explained, turning around as the girl apparently named Harriet, kept her hand on his shoulder.
“All clear guys!”She yelled after whistling. With a bunch of people looking out from the mountains and coming out of nowhere, this was quite the army. Maybe Right Arm doesn't suck anymore. Or maybe they do. Who cares? “Come on. We’ll take you where you need to be,”She offered, waving us forward. Figuring I may as well kill time (no pun intended), I went along with them.
“We have to move around often. Pack up and go. At least until we get to the final destination,”Sonya explained as we looked at the people carrying boxes into trucks.
“What's the final destination?”Thomas asked.
“We can't just tell you that.”
“Do we have to answer a special riddle?”I deadpanned. Ignoring it, she explained that they had to be sure everyone there was loyal before revealing that kind of information.
“So where are you staying now?”Aris questioned as she kept leading us somewhere. Stopping in front of a truck, she opened the door and gestured for us to get inside and find out.
Seeing as that's what we came here for, nobody asked anything else as we did. Even I kept my mouth shut for once.
#aris x reader#the maze runner#tmr#long fanfic#part 1#tmr aris#aris tmr#aris maze runner#maze runner aris
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Greeting Dialogues
I did some for Minty, Laura, Ingrid, Bex, Paloma, and Tessa! I saw @vatyrie-avaris do it and now I'm copying.
Minty
Profile
Low Approval:
flatly "Oh. What do you want?"
"Isn't there someone else you could go talk to?"
annoyed "Just spit it out. I have more important things to do than waste time with you."
Neutral Approval:
"Hey, everything okay?
cheerful "What is it you need?"
"I hope everything's okay. Well, as okay as they can be under the circumstances."
High Approval:
happy, excited "Hey, you! If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask."
"I was hoping you'd come by. What can I do for you?"
"If you need anything, just say the word and I'll do what I can."
Romanced:
"Hey, sweetheart, it's so good to see you."
"Gods, I still can't believe how lucky I am. Look at you."
"Is everything alright, my love?"
Laura
Profile
Low Approval:
"Gods, what now?"
"Make it quick."
sarcastic "Oh great, it's the wondrous leader of our little troupe. I'm so glad you've decided to honor me with your presence."
Neutral Approval:
"I'm glad to see you aren't dead yet. I hope it stays that way."
"Everything good?"
"Need me again already?"
High Approval:
"Hello there, friend."
excited "Oh hello! I was just thinking about you."
"Whatever you need, I'm at your disposal."
Romanced:
"What do you need of me, my darling?"
"Hello, lover. Did that sound debonair? I really hope it did. I'm working on sweeping you up off your feet."
heartfelt, distracted by love "You are so beautiful."
Ingrid
Profile
Low Approval:
"Um... I didn't expect you to talk to me. What's on your mind?"
"Hm?"
sighs "Yes, what is it?"
Even if she is in low approval, she struggles to be mean. She just gets distant and doesn't say much.
Neutral Approval:
"Do you need me?"
"Oh, um, hello..."
"How can I help?"
She is very shy with people she doesn't know so she doesn't say much. You will barely notice a difference between neutral and low.
High Approval:
"A little birdie told me you'd want to speak with me. I mean, literally. A little birdie told me. Um... how can I help?"
"Hi! I'm so glad you came over to chat. I hope nothing's happened. Sorry. I mean that I hope nothing else has happened."
"Hello, friend, what brings you my way?"
She's just awkward forever. I'm sorry. She does get more talkative if she likes you.
Romanced:
"Hello, honey. Please, let me know what I can do for you."
"My joy! I really wanted to come talk with you, but I didn't want to bother you."
"My heart's root. I can't believe how lucky I am that you chose me."
Bex
Profile
Low Approval:
"Hey, asshole, you need my help? Screwing up that bad, huh?"
exasperated "The Gods must really hate me if they keep bringing you over here."
"Fucking what?"
It was so hard not to add "dude" to the end of "Fucking what?" for her.
Neutral Approval:
"Hey, what's up?"
"I was wondering when you'd come back around."
"Need my help again?"
High Approval:
playful "Hey, pal, lookin' for some help?"
"You're just in time! I just finished writing a new song I want to play for you. (laughs) Don't worry, I'm just messing around. Could you imagine if I was actually like that?"
"What can I do ya for, buddy?"
Romanced:
"Gods, you're amazing. You're only flaw is being attracted to someone like me."
affectionately "Hey turtle, what is it?"
"Hello, gorgeous."
I don't know why she calls her lover "turtle."
Paloma
Profile
Low Approval:
"Why are you talking to me and not one of your actual friends? Or does everyone dislike you just as much as me?"
"Does annoying me bring you joy?"
exasperated "Can I help you?"
Neutral Approval:
"Sorry, I was just taking time to meditate. What do you need?"
friendly "At your service."
"Looks like you've been surviving the horrors. For now."
High Approval:
"My dear friend, what is it you need?"
"I do enjoy chatting with you."
"Looks like you have something on your mind. Don't be afraid to tell me anything."
Romanced:
"Hello, my love."
after watching Tav, silently "Oh... sorry, I forget myself. It's so easy to do that with you."
"You make me feel like a school girl again. Is there something you wanted?"
Tessa
Profile
Low Approval:
"Look, you don't like me and I don't like you, so let's keep the talking to a minimum."
"You have a really punchable face.... Huh? Sorry, what did you want?"
gives an exasperated sigh "Yeah?"
Neutral Approval:
"How can I help?"
"Need something?"
clearly forgetting Tav's name, but being friendly "Oh hey.... you. How's it going?"
High Approval:
"Just the person I wanted to see! I'm free to chat about anything."
excited "Oh thank the gods you're here, I've been bored out of my mind."
"If you're looking for someone to talk to, I'm all ears, friend."
Romanced:
"Well hello, my love. Did you need something or did you just miss me?"
"I treasure every moment spent with you. I only wish I could make it last forever."
"Hi, honey bunny, can I help you with anything?"
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td 2023 s2 ep1 spoilers below the cut
(okay so I have not finished s1 but I know the general gist of what happens through mutuals posts and just the td tag lmaoo. maybe later I will actually sit down and watch the whole thing, but that time is not now.)
moving onto my thoughts of s2...
AHHHHHHHH idk how else to explain it but I absolutely LOVED the episode, and honestly I have a feeling I'll love this season, simply bc everyone is so great!!
heck even ripper and chase were tolerable, like, there weren't any fart jokes or anything, it was great!
MKULIA SWEEP???? HELL FREAKING YEAH idc if it's a friendship/alliance, I'm living in my world where they're toxic yuri
Caleb getting some much-needed character development??? I'm SO here for it, and the stuff mentioned during the episode def fits the kinda vibe I have going for him, so that's even better!! (potential caleb & emma friendship??? they can bond over kittens and of caleb being emotionally mature)
also his reactions to the team choosing was gold, I can't wait to see what A-Game he's gonna bring. I'm hoping he doesn't become a version of justin--I just want him to want to be a useful teammate and person for his team/friends/competitors and want to win as well. no overly crazy 'tda justin' villanry pls?? (I mean, I won't be averse to it if it does end up happening, but it'd be cool if things changed up this time around)
CHEMMA BROKE UP THANK FRICKING GOD, our prayers have been answered!! please please PLEASE have them stay broken up
raj & wayne on the same team again!! I was not expecting that tbh, but I'm curious to see where this goes
rajbow is so adorable, like bowie not even letting chris finish before he immediately picks raj first for his team is so 🥹
ngl chase is still a dumbass but now that chemma is out of the way, I mean it affectionately, I can't bring myself to hate any of the characters and that trend isn't going to stop here. that moment when he ran at granny hatchet and bowie was like "I don't believe it, I think he's gonna make it" like that scene was insane
damien is amazing as always, no words need to be said. manifesting a final two involving him
NICHELLE. FUCKING NICHELLE. GOD I CANNOT ARTICULATE HOW MUCH I ADORE HER HERE!! saving the best for last goddammit, I love her so so so so much, omfg the way she slayed the challenge, pls I'm so hyped for her character development this season, I can't wait for the other contestants to eat their words abt her
axel trying to 'be nice' ("i'm a work in progress" yes you are but you're doing amazing) but acting like an ass to ripper is something I live for. "I'm not following you, we're running in the same direction!" LMAOOOO
the fact that priya doesn't hold any resentment toward her parents still irks me, but I still love her character and I'm excited to see what's in store for her
GRANNY HATCHET SLAYED, 'NUFF SAID
I'm still hoping for some axelle content, but I'm more than happy with the mkulia servings we got
I'm lowkey interested in scary girl's change of character. I feel like this wont be the last we see of her--will she be like an amy and swim back to the island to enact revenge? or will she be like ezekiel and live on the island in secret? or will she be a secret third thing? I sure as heck don't know but I can't wait to find out!! her parting words def seem ominous enough to imply something
speaking of, scary girl's change of character and when she talked abt how she became "normal" everyone's reactions were sending me lmaooo
bowie going "you're never right" to chase but is the one to choose chase on his team, like yes dude frrr that frenemy whiplash was wack lmaoo I love it
same with bowie choosing julia, like yes we love to see two manipulative competitive strategists banding together
on a different note, I wonder what will come of bowie and emma's friendship from s1 and how that broke apart. maybe they could rekindle it in s2? hmmm
zee and their suitcase of sodas 😭
"she's an animal" OKAY MK TONE IT DOWN (pls don't, actually pls continue doing it) YOU'RE NOT HELPING MY MKULIA CASE HERE
millie being priya's first pick >>>
"what strategy? you just stop and run, it's not rocket surgery" 😭 I used to dislike ripper, but if he continues on like this, that opinion will def change. it's only been the first episode and I already don't dislike him anymore so-
MORE MKULIA P L E A S E IM HOPING
chris is still 'tdi chris' aka the b e s t chris imo, and I'm here for it!! also chef and chris's dynamic is still spot-on
in conclusion, im so very excited for what this season will bring!! in case you didn't realize, I LOVED the first episode!
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Connor(RK800) X F.Reader - Safe heaven (Part 4)
(Pictures are not mine! Found on Pinterest/Google - Collage made by myself. OC Steven belongs to me.)
Many thanks to @fangirl-ramblings 🖤 she has been beta reading for me 🌹 And thanks to all who read this story 🥰
Trigger warning! Y/N is still traumatized!
Read here 👉 Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3
Connor(RK800) X F.Reader - Safe heaven (Part 4)
Hart Plaza
10 August 2040 - 12:37
Michigan, Detroit
In Connor's mind, the same scene from last night played over and over again. Y/N lying on his body, kissing intimately... It had been beautiful and Connor would have been willing to take another step. But was she ready for it? And what if he would do something wrong? Even accidentally hurt her? He had never done it before. Of course he could exchange all databases about sex and tenderness, but still the android was nervous. He cared a lot about Y/N, and he wanted to make her happy.
"Connor!"
Connor's LED lit up yellow as Hank addressed him for the third time now.
"Oh, sorry Lieutenant..."
Hank frowned as he took a sip from his soft drink.
"What's wrong with you, Connor?"
The android was silent at first, but he felt the need to talk to Hank about his feelings. The two had known each other for two years now and together they had been through a lot. Hank was like a father to Connor. And now here they both sat, in Hank's car, watching and, if necessary, arresting a suspected drug dealer.
"Hank, can I ask you something?"
"Uh huh?"
Hank bit into his sandwich, waiting to hear what Connor might have on his mind.
"It... it's about Y/N."
That's when the old lieutenant's ears perked up and he gulped down the bite before wrapping the sandwich back up in the bread paper.
Hank wasn't stupid. He knew Y/N and Connor had a huge soft spot for each other. But what the two of them were up to in his house, he didn't know.
"I... really like Y/N a lot."
The android sighed as he let himself sink all the way back into the seat and looked outside into the distance.
"Okay. So?"
Hank wondered what was bothering and tormenting the android. Y/N, on the other hand, seemed to be doing better than ever. He knew it was because of Connor, and if Y/N was doing well with the android, then they both had Hank's blessing. But what was Connor racking his brains over?
"Well, last night, we got closer. I... You... Well, Hank..."
"God, Connor, no! What have you been doing on my couch?! I sleep on there most of the time, for God sake!"
"Easy Hank! We haven't done anything!"
"I should hope so!"
Hank grumbled deeply, and sighed another deep "God." As much as he liked the two of them, his couch was not being messed with!
Hank took a big gulp of his drink before looking at Connor, waiting for him to continue talking.
"Connor, come on. What's wrong?"
"I keep thinking about Steven. About what else must have happened that night. I can't stand the thought of that asshole raping her!"
Hank nodded silently as he continued to listen to Connor. He listened to him pour out his whole heart. Hank could understand that this whole story had hurt him and he knew why it had. The lieutenant smiled slightly as it only proved how much Connor liked Y/N.
"Hank, I care a lot for Y/N and I want to be closer to her. But how can I do that if I don't know if..."
♦♦♦♦
"Listen, son. I know it's not an easy situation. Shit, I mean! There's a lot you're feeling all at once!"
Hank could guess how hard it must be for Connor to understand and accept how many feelings were coming at him. That Connor was more unsettled didn't surprise the lieutenant.
"Hank... what else happened that night?"
There had been another interview at the police station, but Connor had not been there. Hank, accordingly, knew more than he did.
"I can't ask her about it! She's starting to get better and I don't want to ruin her mood by bringing up this guy. I just... can't stand to see her tortured!"
"Connor..."
"Lieutenant... please..."
Hank saw that lost look on Connor's face, saw how distraught he was. Hank sighed softly, nodded gently several times.
"Okay. Okay, Connor..."
Maybe Y/N should tell on his own, but he couldn't keep Connor in the dark. The android was so desperate and probably didn't trust himself to approach Y/N about the evening.
"She described everything to me again. And she..."
But he didn't get any further; the suspect was just leaving the building across the street and there was no way Hank was going to lose sight of him, especially since the suspected guy seemed to be in a hurry.
"Shit... We've got to get after him!"
Connor sighed, because the timing couldn't have been shittier. Together with Lieutenant Hank, he left the car. The conversation between Connor and Hank would probably have to wait...
Hank's house
10 August 2040 - 19:14
Michigan, Detroit
Y/N was emptying the dishwasher. She was helping Hank out a bit as long as she got to live with him. In a week, she could then move into her own apartment, which was not far from Hank's place. The thought comforted her, knowing that she would always have a place of refuge if she ever needed anything. Although she was alone more often than not, she felt especially lonely at the moment. She had made great progress with her fears and memories regarding Steven but every now and then, unpleasant memories would come up. As she cleaned up the dishes, she thought of all the times Steven had called her stupid, because she might have burned the food once or, in his opinion, salted it indelibly. Or all the times the kitchen wasn't tidy enough. These many, little things kept coming back to her, hurting her deeply, and Y/N wondered what she had done to deserve such treatment. Why had Steven tortured her like this? After all, he could have left if he had been so unhappy with her. But instead he had chosen to turn her life into a living hell.
The first tears formed in her eyes, obscuring her vision, but she made no sound. She just let the tears run down her face, her cheeks began to glow, until she eventually sobbed out loud. Instantly, she put aside the cup she had been holding and leaned against the counter, burying her face in her hands as she finally burst into tears. Y/N didn't know what was happening to her. But from the looks of it, the pain was still so deep inside her that she wanted to cry. So much had built up inside her.
"Y/N?"
The young woman startled slightly when she heard Hank's voice and when she turned around, she accidentally threw one of the plates on the floor, which then lay in two halves in front of her. Y/N looked at the plate, feeling just as broken and lost at the moment.
"Hey, kiddo. Connor's with... me..."
Hank saw the young woman's face and instantly worried about her. He fell silent, but walked up to her and stopped right in front of her.
"Sorry... I didn't mean to" she whispered, pointing at the broken plate. But Hank just smiled warmly at her and shook his head. What did one broken object matter? Nothing at all.
"It's all right, sweetheart. It's okay..."
Y/N snuggled into the Lieutenant's arms, crying softly as he just held her. Connor watched the whole thing from the living room and suffered with Y/N.
"Hank..."
The young woman sobbed, burying her face deeper against his chest, and he just held her quietly for as long as she wanted. The lieutenant glanced at Hank and the android returned his gaze with a pained expression...
It was still the same night and Y/N came only slowly to rest. It was already one o'clock in the morning, but she was still awake in Connor's arms. It was good to have him around, to feel how much security and love he gave her. At some point her tears had dried up as well, only silence surrounded them both in the arms of the night. Here, in their room, in the soft sheets.
"Nothing was ever right for him. There was always a reason he got violent. Always a reason to yell at me..."
Outside, a heavy summer rain was raging. Now and then you could hear it thundering softly.
"..."
Connor clenched his jaw tightly as he stroked her hair gently, though.
"I was thinking about him. Sometimes... in one moment, these memories come up and I can't turn them off. It's like I'm still seeing everything clearly in front of me," she whispered.
"Y/N..."
"And in those moments I feel helpless, alone and lost..."
Connor squeezed her gently, pressing a kiss to her head, closing his eyes as he did so.
"And that awful night, he tried to.... me..."
The young woman could hardly say it, too hideous was simply the memory of what had happened. She had just seen that knife in front of her, had screamed for him to stop this shit. But his look had been so cold. So empty and cold... as if a demon had looked at her. A soulless being. Yes, that was the correct term.
"Did... he rape you, Y/N?"
Connor needed to know, and he needed to know everything. Hank hadn't told him in the end, because in the end it was Y/N's decision to talk about the details.
"..."
Y/N remained silent for a long time and Connor thought his heart was about to jump out of his chest. Had he gotten too close to her after all? He didn't move, but waited for any reaction from her.
"He... forced himself on me. Tried to take by force what I wouldn't give him. But I didn't let that happen, Connor..."
Hearing her words, relief showed on his face. Connor closed his eyes, processing her words, hugging her tighter again.
"And then he got really angry, hitting me, ripping my clothes, trying to intimidate me. But I wasn't going to take it anymore, Connor. It had to end," she softly stated. "That's when I ran out of the house and called Hank."
Connor remembered the call very well. They had been on the scene within minutes and had found Y/N. Terrified and shaking all over.
"Then I saw him... with the knife in his hand, he had come outside to me. And..."
She broke off the conversation, not wanting to talk about it anymore, not being able to. It was so damn hard for her.
"It's okay. It's okay, Y/N... You go to sleep now..." She had to be very exhausted. "I'll stay with you."
"Thank you, Connor... I'm so glad to have found you. I love you," she whispered as she closed her eyes. Connor had to comprehend her words first, his LED light turned yellow, rotating rapidly, and he blinked a few times before answering her.
"I..." He moistened his lips with his tongue "I love you too, Y/N. Very much..."
You were sleeping so peacefully and I didn't have the heart to wake you. I miss you already and can't wait to hold you in my arms tonight.
The next morning the sun was shining. There was no trace of the thunderstorm that had raged during the night. It was early in the morning when Y/N woke up. She had expected Connor to be lying next to her, but that was not the case. Slowly she opened her eyes and found the side of the bed next to her empty.
"Connor?"
Presumably he had already left for work. As Y/N slowly sat up, she saw a red rose placed next to her on the empty side of the bed. A soft smile crept onto her lips. Connor had also left a little note...
I love you.
Connor
Y/N took the rose and smelled it. A very delicate fragrance emanated from it and she took great pleasure in Connor's gesture. Her heart beat like crazy when she thought of how they had both confessed their love to each other. It had come easily to her lips and she was incredibly happy to have finally said it.
Next chapter coming soon...
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thanks to @agirlandherquill for the tag!!
rules: for every letter of the alphabet, compose a sentence/short paragraph beginning with that letter
(im technically cheating since I'm using sentences from my wip and not making them for this challenge)
A: “And you remember the kind of impression we're going for?” Mr. Fyre speaks up again, looming over my shoulder to speak into my ear.
B: Being in a car–especially now that it's moving–sets off every nerve in my body.
C: Caleb takes it and his eyes start to flick from the photo to me to the photo to me. We’ve done this before and I know that he’s trying to see if I look like either of them. To see if there’s still a connection.
D: Despite those thoughts, feelings, and impending panic attack, I force a smile–not that they can see with my mask on, but you can sort of hear it in my voice–before I reply.
E: Exorcist stands the second that he stops talking. “No thanks. We’ll take whatever you have back to our base–Verse, you’re welcome to join us–and we’ll get out of here.”
F: Finally, he says, “Can the story be about Mom and Dad?”
G: “Glad to be here, sir. I’ve always been a fan,” I say, not a single truthful word present in that sentence.
H: Hopefully that’ll get Mr. Fyre off my back later, but knowing him, he’ll find something else to pick at me for.
I: I lay down on my own bed, too big and too empty, with a muted sob.
J: Judging from the way Exorcist clings to Emote’s side and even Null’s face is pulled into a tight frown, they certainly feel it, too.
K:
“Kid?”
He knows. How does he know!? I’ve only known him for, what, a few hours? Am I that easy to read? Oh god, when Mr. Fyre and Ms. Monsley find out they’re going to kill me.
L: Like he doesn’t understand what training means. Then, I have the strange thought that maybe their version of training is different than Ms. Monsley’s.
M:
My eyebrows shoot up. That was…childish.
A shocked, startled laugh comes out of Null. Apparently, I had said that aloud.
N: Nulls raises his hand, only speaking once Mr. Merced gives him an affirmative nod. “That’s not a lot of time to prepare. Why so sudden?” He asks. It's startling how serious he sounds. All joking, laid backness is gone from his voice. This is Null.
O: Of course. They–a Hero that has good cause to get revenge, a Hero that can sense emotions, and Null, too, I guess–are the ones I’m meant to be working with. Is it even possible for me to have worse luck?
P: Patrick lets the audience laugh for a moment, then he says, “Now, Verse, I can't speak for the audience, but I will when I say we've all been wanting to know one question. What is your powerset?”
Q: Right, the mission. I nod, silently returning to my area. I can practically feel the stares of the others on my back, and a quick glance back confirms it. Exorcist isn’t even trying to hide that she’s staring.
R: Right. The DNA sample that I definitely knew about and am totally not just finding out about right now. By the way, let's give a big round of applause to Ms. Monsley and Mr. Fyre for always keeping me in the loop.
S:
She. Can. Sense. Emotions.
Get your spiraling under control.
T:
That leaves Exorcist without anything else to say, and she huffs, crossing her arms and turning away.
Emote's eyes flicker to me and I mentally prepare myself for a lecture, but Null lets out a snort of laughter–at my expense, no doubt–and Emote swivels her head to face him instead.
U: “Uh, Emote, Exorcist?” I call out as they start to leave the table we had gathered around. They turn, expectantly. “I was wondering if I could, uh, grab your powers now?”
V: “Verse, I really don't think you respect me. And that bothers me, because I am someone who deserves to be respected. So, watch your tone,” he pauses then and I can't bring myself to look him in the eyes.
W: A thought strikes me suddenly: how would any other child react? Would they throw a tantrum? Would they cry? Would they forgive me like Caleb?
X: For good measure–extra humiliation–she puts the sharp point to my throat. It digs in with a small prick of pain, letting out a bead of blood.
Y: “You’ve been contacted by ASPI. They want you to be involved with a mission. There weren’t many details, just a time and place for a briefing meeting, and a list of the other Heroes you’ll be working with.”
Z: I’ve been threatened by enough scary women to make me ready to back off–explanation be damned– but Emote stops me before I can even start to apologize.
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For the prompts, I request spicy food, please. ♡
(I'm going to give you two fills for the price of one!)
Agnes Varlineau was a woman who liked spice.
But this is fucking something else!
Her chocolate brown eyes watered just from the smell of Zero's "special" curry. When she tasted it, she thought her mouth was going to burst into flames.
"Milk...please..." She croaked, taking her glasses off and rubbing her eyes.
"Is it not to your liking?" Zero asked.
NO. "Zero, there's a difference between spicy and being so hot you can't bloody taste anything else!" She groaned. Oh dear, I might be burping this up later.
Zero raised an eyebrow. "I see."
"What Agnes means is that a chef can balance a dish to bring out all sorts of flavors and spices." Varshahn said. He then smirked. "Ah, but we must remember that Agnes is from Eorzea." OH NO YOU DON'T!!!!
"With all due respect, Excellency," Vrtra, you fucking little shit. "I am from the part of Eorzea that embraces spice, unlike my husband's homeland." Fucking weirdo unhygienic salt rock nonsense. "I simply believe that flavors should be balanced." AND I AM RIGHT. "You should come to our home and have some of my own version of Butter Hamsa."
Varshahn nodded. "Of course. Zero, have you..." He shook his head and laughed. "She is too busy to answer."
Fine, have that fiery nasty curry all to yourself. I WILL EAT THINGS THAT ARE TASTY AND SPICY!!!
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Kikimo watched with wide eyes as Aymeric began to sweat profusely. "Hey Aymeric, are you okay?" Nald'thal don't let him spontaneously combust.
He coughed a few times, his sapphire eyes sparkling with tears. "I, erm...I'm fine, darling. Tis a bit spicier than I'm used to."
Kikimo blinked. "That's literally the most mild chicken dish my Mum makes, Bubby."
Her beau removed a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his brow. Even though he's suffering, he's just so damn handsome. "Ah yes...it's delicious, lest you wonder. I simply...ahem...could use some...refreshment..."
"HEY MA, CAN YOU GET AYMERIC SOME MILK PLEASE? I THINK HE'S BOILING!" Kikimo yelled towards the kitchen. She heard her mother shout, "'Course Kiki!" and grinned. "See, Bubby. All set."
Aymeric chuckled as he put down his handkerchief. "I swear the next time I come visit your parents' home that I'll have a much stronger tolerance, darling." He reached for one of her hands and gave it a squeeze. "I want to be able to enjoy meals dear to you without making a fool of myself." He offered her a lopsided smile that made her heart nearly burst.
As if on queue, three of Kikimo's younger siblings ran to the table and began heckling Aymeric.
"Oi blue man, can't tolerate Ma's food?!"
"You look red!"
"Kiki, why's he crying? Did you make him sad?"
"No, I did not make my Bubby sad!!!! Yes, he can tolerate Ma's food but it's new to him!!!! And yes he's red but he's very handsome regardless, now shoo!!!" She got up and physically dragged the three to the door. "Play outside, and if you're good, then Aymeric will let you climb on him again!" She slammed the door and turned to her see her mother bringing the milk to her clearly suffering boyfriend.
Little shits. They're lucky he's so nice and loves children. Now, back to lunch...and maybe if he's feeling alright we can head to the Sapphire Avenue Exchange for some shopping or ice cream.
#agnes currai#agnes varlineau#varshahn#zero ffxiv#kikimo kimo#aymeric de borel#wolmeric#ask and you shall receive#asker i wuv u#prompt fill#thank you so much
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Eternal Love -Chapter 6
It's been a few months now since I've seen Jake. My heart hurts less when I do think of him or when Hannah and Lilly mention him by mistake. I guess he's been in contact with them. That thought brings a smile to my face as that means even while on the run he's trying to be their brother. Jessy and I have been having girl nights which are just full of horror movies, junk food, and laughing. But hey, they say laughter is the best medicine, right?
Dan and I ever since that night in the bar have gotten really close and tonight he's over here for some movies and popcorn. He had put on a movie as I was making it. I walk into the living room with the bowl, and I find myself smiling at him. Not the way I used to but I find myself wondering why this man is still single. He loves hard for those he cares about and will do anything to protect them. I've seen this side of him way more than anyone else I feel.
He looks over and catches me smiling "hey boo, don't let that popcorn get cold" he laughs.
I can't help but laugh with him and I throw a piece of popcorn and he catches it and realizes it's still hot. His face makes me laugh harder as I sit down next to him, maybe a little closer than I should but something is drawing me to him.
We enjoy the movie eating popcorn and laughing at the funny scenes. There's a few spots that make me jump and I hear his laugh at me.
The movie ends and we both go to grab the remote to put something on and our hands touch. This is different from other times. I find myself looking into his brown eyes. I never noticed the hint of gold and different browns in them before. I notice he recently cleaned up his beard and his hair is let down which frames his face.
I find myself leaning in towards him but I notice he is too and our lips touch. I feel his soft lips on mine and I feel my body melting. Everything over these past few months with him just makes sense at this moment. How have I never noticed him like this before?
We pull away and I see a look on his face. It's one of uncertainty. "I'm sorry if that went to face. '' His voice feels distant as I'm still thinking about that kiss.
I shake my head "no we both leaned in Dan. Maybe we should give us a shot?" I ask, biting my lip.
The nerves as she stares at me makes it feel forever but in reality it's only seconds before his lips crash back onto mine this time more demanding and I give in to him as I feel his hand on the back of my neck.
I reluctantly pull away from the kiss and looking into eyes I see the love in his eyes. They aren't like I'm used to but dang he knows how to make me feel good at least in this moment.
"Maybe we should take it slow and not tell anyone just yet" he states cupping my face.
"Yeah, I agree let's see where this goes before we tell the gang. Even though they are going to figure it out fast." I say with a chuckle.
He chuckles as well at that, "you're so right. They might have figured out something already." He stands up. He leans down and kisses me softly and quickly. "But I should go boo. Work in the morning and don't want to mess this job up" he smiles.
"Goodnight Dan. Drive safe" I say following him to the front door and watch him get in his car.
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It's been a few weeks, Dan and I are keeping things quiet but everyone is starting to figure it out. We're all heading to the Aurora tonight as there is live music. We figured tonight is the night to finally tell everyone officially. Dan had picked me up and are now standing outside the Aurora, we know everyone else is inside already. He grabs my hand and looks me in the eyes and then kisses my forehead.
I would have never imagined Dan to be like this in a relationship and I love it. He's not afraid to show the world I'm his but there's always a thought in the back of my head of doubt.
What if Jake comes back and is free? Can I really stay away from him?
I shake my head out to get back to the moment. No, I can't think that way not now. I've done so well moving on from him that I can't let what if's ruin a good thing that is building.
We head inside hand in hand and walk up to the table. Of course my red headed best friend is the first one to notice us holding hands.
"I KNEW IT!" Jessy exclaims hugging Dan and I
"I think we all did at this point" laughs Lilly.
"Oh shush we're happy" I say looking at Dan.
"MC do you have a moment?" Asks Hannah.
"Yeah lets go get a drink, I need one" I say with a smile as I let go of Dan's hand.
Her and I walk up to the bar and I order my drink. "What about Jake?" She asks.
"I've moved on like he told me to Hannah." I sigh as I wait for my drink.
"But what if…." She starts to say
"No, what if Hannah. He's the one who pushed me away. I'm finally healing and happy. Dan isn't a rebound like Phil was. I promise you that. Will your brother always hold a spot in my heart? Hell yes…. I still believe he's my soulmate but obviously it wasn't meant to be." I see my drink show up and I grab it.
Hannah grabs my hand. "I just don't want to see Dan or you hurt. I know what he did was wrong but I will tell you, he asks about you when we talk. It's the first thing he types every single time." She sighs.
I look into her blue eyes, they are just like Jakes. "I can't say down the road I won't forgive him but right now I can't let him or the thought of him back into my life. I'm healing and happy with where things are. I need you and Lilly to accept that him and I might not be the end game like everyone thought." I walk away from Hannah back to the table.
Dan instantly realizes something is wrong and holds me tight not wanting to ask what we talked about. He's protective of me for certain but he won't push me too far when I don't want to talk about something.
We enjoy the night. I do notice Hannah on her phone a little more often texting and it's noone in the group so I know who she is. She's telling him everything I said.
#duskwood#duskwood fanfiction#duskwoodlover#mc x jake#writing#fanfic#everbyte duskwood#duskwood jake x mc#duskwood fandom#jake duskwood#duskwood DanxMC
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GRANDFLAIR - VOICE COLLECTION
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"Have a good day today, okay? I mean as our new guild keeper, of course."
"It's been a long time since you first joined the Moon Wanderers. I guess I kinda take you for granted these days…"
" Where to next?"
"Just don't do anything crazy."
"We don't have enough food in the pantry… Hopefully we can find a place to stock up."
"Run all you want. Just don't fall down."
"It was worth a shot. We'll win next time for sure."
"As a living painter… I'm just trying to do the best I can."
"Hm? Like a mother you say? Haha, well… I guess you're right. I'm the guardian of this team."
"Taking care of these guys is a pain in the ass. If you need any help at all, just ask."
"I think we're gonna work well together. I'm sure we'll see some good results."
"I will be your shield."
"Don't let your guard down."
"How's it going?"
"We won't go down that easily!"
"I can handle this…"
"There's only one way this ends!"
"Here's my drawing, freshly bloomed! It'll never wither."
"Good call."
"I let my guard down…"
" A triump of teamwork!"
"Dammit… I won't let it end this way…"
"Quite a haul, huh?"
"You've got to keep honing your skills."
"To save someone's life…"
"I welcome you as the newest member of my Moon Wandering family. I look forward to working with you in the future."
"I trust you're getting used to life with the Moon Wanderers? I'll be relying on you more from now on."
"I don't know how to say this, but… Even since you came here, I've felt the bond between us growing stronger by the day.”
"I can't help but feel happier knowing my life's work brings you joy."
"To be a living painter is one thing, but to keep someone alive and on the right path… I can't help but think that my dream will come true, so long as you're by my side."
"Just a glance is all it takes to bring someone's heart back to life. I want to paint a picture like that one day."
"Since you came into my home, I've seen more smiles on people's faces than ever before. Myself included, of course."
"I don't want to hurt people anymore. As a living painter, my goal is to heal people and one day… One day, bring someone back to life."
"Layers of shading, creating new colors… Encounters between people and painting seem similar."
"What's up? Are you finished already?"
"The feelings I entrusted to this painting are beginning to open and bloom. Are you watching?"
"Crow, Itsuki, Noah, Rouge, and… Emma… I will protect all of you!"
"I will not forget the time I spent as a mercenary. At the same time, the sins I've committed will never disappear."
"My reason to fight? In the past it was for honor and admiration. Now… it's to protect what matters."
"I will protect you."
"I carry my thoughts in my brush. As for this shield? It's no joke. I will protect you all."
"Now where to go? We've got some time to kill, so let's stretch our wings."
"This is a nice change of pace. Do you feel relaxed, too? Let's work hard again tomorrow."
"A living painting… Is the magical embodiment of someone's drawing."
"Live painting is a very deep world to explore. No matter how far you go, there is no end. That's why it's so interesting."
"You're interested in my live painting? Well, as an artist, I'm honored."
"I was wondering… What do you think of my living painting? I'd appreciate an honest opinion."
"…'You like it'…? It's not beautiful or nice, you just… Like it? Hmm… No one's ever praised me so highly."
"Thank you, Emma. I will keep trying. I hope to get your opinion moving forward."
"Hm? Oh, do I have paint on me? My apologies."
"Yellow cheeks? Oh, it must be a splash of the paint I was using while drawing."
"Whoa! Oh, you startled me… Touching my neck all of a sudden. It's not blood. I'm sorry I worried you."
"Mm? Sorry… Did you get it? Thank you."
"I'm usually the one who cares about how everyone else looks, so I get nervous when someone takes care of me."
"Oh, it's not a bad feeling. You've got a lot of people to take care of, though."
"It's no surprise… Our hands are so different in size. I'll have to handicap myself next time."
"Okay, here we go! Hm? Oh, you're getting better! That's what I'm talking about, Emma…"
"You want to thumb wrestle? Sure. Think you can beat me?"
"One more time? Ha! I'll take you on as much as you want!"
"The more you try… The more I see you improving… Damn!"
"Haha, I got a little carried away there. But it's nice having fun like this every once in a while, huh?"
"Ah~… I've been painting so long my shoulders are killing me. I'm glad you agreed to take a walk with me."
"I got some good inspiration! Stay tuned for my next painting! …Maybe I set expectations too high…"
"Hm? What's wrong with my arms? I know they're big."
"How strong am I? Hmm… I could lift you with one hand. Want to see?"
"Ha, you're so touchy-feely. I hope you like it. Makes it worth all the work I put in."
"But, uhh… I'm sure it's probably okay, but… Don't touch guys this closely, okay?"
"I'm worried. If you do that to me, I might not be able to handle it."
"Being alone with you isn't a bad thing. I don't have anyone else to worry about."
"To tell you the truth… I always wanna be alone with you. To have you all to myself… Embarrassing as that is to say…"
"Yeah, let's walk hand in hand. Y'know, it kinda comes naturally whenever I’m with you."
"What's the matter? Is there something on my face?"
"You don't have to be so careful. The pain is long gone. That's it…"
"Your hands are so gentle, it's soothing when you touch my scars…"
"It's… A strange feeling… Warm… Like a fire's been lit…"
"It… Seems to ease the pain in my heart… I just wish it could stay that way a little while longer…"
"Every now and then I get to thinking… How differently my life could have gone, if only I'd met you sooner…"
"You went to all this trouble for my birthday? Your feelings and this gift will hold me over 'til another year."
"Thank you, but… I can't possibly accept any more today. Another time, perhaps."
"This is…! A beautiful work of art… Thank you, I'll take good care of it."
"Hmm? You're giving this to me? I should do something to thank you."
"Hmm? You're… Giving me this? Uh, well… Thank you…"
"I'm glad you're having fun, but… That's enough for today."
"I have a little something for you. It's a present. I want you to have it."
"…Th-Thank you! It's just the way I like it. I'm so proud of you."
"This means… 'Overcome your weaknesses?' Is that what you're trying to tell me?"
"I'm sorry to see you go, too… But we'll meet again soon, right? I hope…"
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CROW : Gran~? You gotta move faster than that! They only sell a hundred cheesecakes a day! We gotta get there before they sell out! GRANDFLAIR : Oh my… Oh no… It's time like this I realize you're still just a boy, Crow…
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CROW : You watch the front, okay? GRANDFLAIR : Yeah, I'll take care of it.
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CROW : I knew I could count on you! GRANDFLAIR : I'm on edge whenever you're around.
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ROUGE : Gran, I have a hangover… GRANDFLAIR : I'm begging you to please take this mission seriously for once.
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ROUGE : Hah…Ah…I'm finally sobering up… GRANDFLAIR : If you keep dawdling I'll leave you here, you drunkard.
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ROUGE : Gran~! I'm begging you man! Please lend me the money~! If you don't, I'll starve to death! GRANDFLAIR : You're always broke, Rouge. I'm not lending you any more money.
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GRANDFLAIR : The Moon Wanderers are a reckless bunch. Having someone like you around helps calm me, Himmel. HIMMEL : Is that so…What a strange way of looking at things…
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GRANDFLAIR : Himmel, can you do it? HIMMEL : I wouldn't get your hopes up…
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GRANDFLAIR : Let's get to work! HIMMEL : This scent is… Strong…
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GRANDFLAIR : Thank you for your help, Himmel. HIMMEL : You fight them to no end…
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HIMMEL : Just when you think you've got your foot in the door… GRANDFLAIR : It's not a waste of time, Himmel…
#Otome#Yumekuro#Yumekuro Translations#YMKR translations#YMKR#Dream Meister Translations#Otome Translations#Dream Meister And The Recollected Black Fairy#Dream Meister And The Recollected Black Fairy translations#Himmel#GranVoice
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FFXIV Write2023, Prompt 8: Shed.
[This time, different of my universes]
22nd October
I always loved cats, I admit. There's just something in their graceful shape that caught my attention. I prefer their independent nature as opposed to dogs. Not that I don't like dogs, mind you, I'm just definitely a cat person.
Growing up, my brother and I weren't allowed to have pets. I mean, I think if we would want like a fish or a turtle, our parents would be fine with it - but as with many things, we both wanted a cat - and if we couldn't have it, we resigned ourselves to the 'no pets' policy. Only once a week, as long as I can remember, we would bother the staff at the small shelter in our town, later - as we were older - helping in it as volunteers throughout the summers and holiday breaks.
(Before my life changed so drastically, I started to consider that after finishing high school, I might be tempted to pursue a further education in veterinary].
All of that, honestly, was caused by the fact that our mom is severely allergic to cat fur. Or to the fur in general, I suppose. Thankfully, we didn't inherit that from her (and all things considered, wouldn't that be awkward? xD), but for her sake, before coming home from the shelter, we would change clothes and wash there to not bring any fur on us and spike her allergies.
Of course, back then, we had no clue that due to the inheritance on our dad's side, we're part Miqo’te... and, ignoring everything else, it's been a tad awkward for our family.
Because Miqo’te shed... like: a lot.
The topic came up one day while we were still extremely new to the whole idea of being an Allag. A day or two into our stay at the lair of shapeshifters, when we were chilling with Damon - alongside our respective boyfriends - in one of the guest nooks as the neutral ground, my twin jumped out with a question about their nest to Ares. I didn't even consider it to be in any way weird that ours as well, mostly consisted of furs until, with the usual curiosity, Damon asked his lover about the fact that the furs creating their nest are the exact same shade as our Alpha's ink-black fur.
Ours, too, mind you, matches Senri’s perfectly, but I assumed that he simply created it - as anything else in our nook. Logical, yes?
Well, I've been wrong.
Overall, the whole thing led to us learning something new about what to expect from our new biology!
It's autumn now, obviously, so we have some time to prepare ourselves - mentally, I guess - for the fact that, as Ares said with a careless shrug, around the time between spring and summer, they - Miqo’te - are shedding fur in fucking handfuls.
I mean, considering our experience with normal cats, I guess that's not that surprising, right? Or at least, shouldn't be, but while I'm still getting used to the idea of not being exactly human... I admit it sounded a bit surreal. I know cats shed fur in preparation for the hotter temperatures, right? In relative to cats, for my brain, it's perfectly normal... I just have an issue translating that into thinking about myself, that's all.
As we learned that day, there's actually a whole set of nooks deeper inside the lair dedicated to turning the heaps of fur achieved by that whole process into the pelts later used by the furs' owners for their nests. Senri, with his usual adorable cheer, announced that he couldn’t wait for the next year to add a crimson pelt to our nest... and I admit, my brain balked at the idea. I'm glad we have enough time to get used to it... But yeah, I can't help the fact that it sounds absurd to me. Damon simply nodded like it was something he already suspected, and I wouldn't be surprised if that were the case...
...but that made me wonder, what will we do about our parents?
I mean, so far, we have been staying in contact with them via phone, calling them every day to reassure them that we're doing fine. We know that Ares designed two Seekers for watching our dad from a safe distance after he - though quite baffled by it, as he admitted - found that their fur aggravated our mom's allergy. For that reason, apparently, while watching them, the guards were taking a 'furless' shape, which I suppose is very considerate from their side.
And I guess that's what we'll have to do whenever we think about visiting them, right?
At some level, it amuses me to no end, I admit. You know... my mother is allergic to me now, and somehow, it feels like another day, I suppose.
My life is weird, only getting weirder as time goes on, and by this point, I guess that's just another thing to get used to. 🙃
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Queendom
Kang Seulgi X Lee Taeyong
pt.2 of Psycho (requested)
tags: @gerardeveryway @gomseulgiii @innssanityyy @seulyongggi
"Lee Taeyong! Pick up your damn shoes!"
Taeyong trudged off the couch and towards the entryway, picking up the sneakers he left to air out, and putting them away into the shoe cupboard, before going back to lying down on the couch.
Johnny heard everything over the call, and could only chuckle. "You can't ever say no can you?" he mocked Taeyong, only to be heard by a grumble.
"What's there to defy when she's right?" he heard his friend sigh before going back to their previous conversation.
Seulgi continued her own task, carrying in the bag of art supplies to their spare room. It was supposed to be an office room, but having no use of it, the couple turned it into their free space. And with both of their passion in art, they had completely covered the walls and floor with whatever they felt like drawing or painting at the time. Over a year since their wedding, since they moved into their new house, and the room was already covered in layers of lines and colours.
They didn't care to distribute the walls, their artwork simply clashing over each others. To them, it had a beauty of its own, as if a story behind their relationship.
As Seulgi left the bag of new paint beside the door, her eyes fell on some of her recent work that overlapped her older ones. It was a careless painting she had done when she felt sad couple of nights ago, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt eager.
A colourful silhouette of a baby.
She hasn't told Taeyong anything, not that she was scared, but she simply didn't know how to bring up such a topic. They've been together for four years, married for almost two, so it shouldn't be too early as she thought.
Pursing her lips, she simply closed the door and went back out to see Taeyong was no longer on call, and simply lazed away on the couch. She walked towards him and sat on his lap and laid back on him, his free arm automatically wrapping around her though his eyes didn't leave the phone screen.
Seulgi whined softly. "Young-ah." Taeyong's eyes immediately met hers at the sudden cuteness. Knowing his wife, she was rarely ever like this, the only time was when she would get moody during her periods. But by his calculations, she wasn't at her cycle yet.
She cuddled into him more, flipping so that she laid upside down and rested her ear against his chest, her hand playing with the loose material of his tank top. "Young-ah." she called him again, softer this time.
Taeyong laid his phone on the floor before hugging her to himself, one hand petting her back under her shirt. "Are you feeling OK love?" he asked concerned. "Sick? Tired?" he felt her shake her head as a no. "Then, what's wrong? You're acting way too cute... not that I don't enjoy this, but it's unlike you."
Seulgi chuckled slightly, lifting her head up to face him. "I want something." she sits up on his belly, hands playing with his.
Taeyong was still confused. "Aren't I usually the one who asks for permission before buying something?" he asked lifting an eyebrow. His concern over his wife was just increasing by the minute, even wondering if someone else had taken over her life.
She rolled her eyes in response. "I'm not asking for permission, believe me if I could I would've gotten it myself." That's definitely his wife. "But... What I want requires two people to make, and also I need your agreement because I don't want to do something you might not be ready for..."
She watched as her husband just blinked away in confusion, his eyebrows furrowed as he wondered in deep thought what she was talking about. Until it hit him, and he sat up straight, his face just inches away from hers.
"You want to have a baby?" he asked, although a little too loudly. Seulgi pouted, running her hands up his chest and around his neck before looking at him and nodding. "Wh- I mean, like, why? I mean, why suddenly? Like, now?"
His reaction wasn't exactly what she had hoped for, and it scared Seulgi if he was thinking against her idea. But she stood her ground, as she always does. "Yes, now. I want to start trying, tonight if possible. Why? I don't know, I just really want a baby. A little mini us, you know. It's only been the two of us for so long..."
Taeyong didn't know where to look or how to react, he just kept his eyes down at his hands that held her hips. He peeked up at her, noticing she was waiting for a response still.
"I... this is so sudden." he managed to say, only for her to stare disappointed. "Do you think you're ready for that Seulgi? A baby is a huge responsibility, like, really big. It's not that I'm against it, I'm just worried we're not ready for it and we might realise it too late..."
He watched his wife's face turn gloomy, her eyes looking down, and he felt bad seeing a single tear on her cheek. "Hey." he called her, holding her cheek and pushing her face to look up at him. "Baby don't cry." he pulled her close, hugging her tight in his arms.
Seulgi hid her face in his shoulder, her hands gripping onto his shirt. Taeyong felt bad, kissing in her hair trying to console her. "My love, don't be sad, please. Don't cry."
"I... I'm sorry..." she pulled away, gaze still down. "I can't force you, I'm sorry..."
He cupped her face again, bringing her eyes up to his. "Love, it's not that. I'm just worried it's so sudden. I mean, people usually plan these things for a while before trying you know. You wanna do it right away. I'm not against it, I'm just worried."
Seulgi took his hands off her face and held them tight in hers. "Let's say I get pregnant tonight, we'll have nine months to prepare. If not tonight, then maybe ten months. We have time, and I know for sure I'm ready." the squeezes he felt in his hand made him sure about her sincerity.
Finally, he smiled, taking her hand up and kissing it. "You're right. You always are. And if you think we're ready for a baby, then let's have one." her face was quick to turn as a smile took over, and she threw herself into his arms again, her lips capturing his in a passionate kiss.
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To Seulgi's pleasure, it didn't take long for her to conceive, though they had already started planning everything since that night. As per her request, Taeyong had already started an outline plan for how to turn their guest room into the baby's, plus how they would paint the room themselves just as they did their free room, wanting the baby to grow up seeing a colourful environment.
"No no no!" she instructed watching her husband draw the outline of the baby's room. "The bed should be by the window, so they'll get some light, and the play mat right next to it on the floor. Oh, and we need to get some railings on the window for protection." Taeyong sighed, erasing off and redrawing the lines. Once he did though, he saw it was a better idea.
As always, she was right.
Couple of weeks later Seulgi had a positive test, and cried in happiness as Taeyong spun her around the room in joy. He carried her in his arms even as they sat on their bed, hugging her tight for a long time.
"I'm so happy..." he heard her whisper, her head on his shoulder. "Is this real?"
Taeyong chuckled pulling her out, and cupped her face. "It's real love." he pecked her lips once. "Tomorrow we're going straight to the doctor." he kissed her again. "And once we get a report, we will start following the routine you planned out."
That night as she slept in his arms, Taeyong's eyes drifted off to the wall opposite their bed, where Seulgi had stuck a board with extensive details and schedules of the pregnancy routine he mentioned. He chuckled seeing the small sticky notes she even stuck on in some places where she figured needed additional details. Everything from emergency numbers, list of hospitals and doctors, stores to buy her needs and later the baby's, it was all jotted down to the last line.
He knew for a fact his wife would be no less than a psycho mum, everything of every second being noted down for at least the next year. He looked at her sleeping face, sighing as he hoped it wouldn't cause any problems.
As time went by, he saw he was right. Seulgi was a psycho mum, but to his relief she was a good one. She never took anything to extreme lengths, and always had the patience for other opinions from him, their mothers or the doctor. Other than when her mood swings kicked in, she was uptight about everything following her pregnancy plan, which now had lines crossing out half the board as things were slowly getting done.
"Do you want fruits?" Taeyong asked as Seulgi laid sitting on the couch, already at the stage where getting up was becoming difficult. She turned to him and scowled.
"Bring me mangos, square cuts, and strawberries, halved.
"Yes my queen." Taeyong chuckled, bowing as he left to the kitchen. Seulgi yelled at his antics, which only made him laugh more as he pulled out the fruits from the fridge and began cutting them. And although she didn't ask, he cut the strawberry halves into hearts, and decorated the cut up fruit into her bowl and placing one of the prettier forks with a bear at the end in it before taking it out to his wife.
Seulgi's face beamed at the sight of the pretty fruit bowl. "For you, my love." Taeyong passed it in a fancy manner, and smiled seeing her looking at him lovingly instead this time. She patted the seat next to her after taking it, waited for him to sit comfortably, then leaned back into his chest as she ate.
Taeyong wrapped his arm around his wife, kissing her scalp, while his other took out his phone and scrolled mindlessly. The couple focused on their own thing, Seulgi feeding him a few bites of fruits every couple of minutes. As she finished she set the bowl aside and laid down even more towards her husband's body, arm hugging around his torso.
"Yong-ah..." his attention immediately diverted to his wife, who was still staring at the TV although not focusing on it. He hummed in response before she continued. "I'm confused."
"About what love?"
She turned her head up to look at him, a slight pout on her lips. "I don't know if I want a boy or a girl..."
Taeyong could only smile, a soft laugh leaving him before he set his phone down and suddenly pulled her up onto his lap, his hands hugging tightly around her hips. "Let's not ask." he suggested, to which she made a sound of confusion. "Let's wait until the baby's born."
"But that will set us back on the whole planner!" Seulgi exclaimed and shook her head. Taeyong grabbed her cheeks and kissed her softly to stop her, smiling at her still.
"Not necessarily. What we can do is buy regular baby stuff, and decorate the room our way." he took notice of her expression, brushing her hair behind her ear before she continued. "Besides, I know you've been eyeing all the yellow choices anyways." he raised an eyebrow.
At this Seulgi smiled cheekily. She always forgot how observant her husband was at her actions, always noticing the slightest of her wants. She loved him even more every time he proved to her he was super focused on her, she loved being the sole area of his attention. Giggling, she leaned against his chest, calming her body when feeling his arms hug her tighter.
"I love you." she mumbled softly, feeling content as she felt his chest vibrate, knowing she made him happy.
"And I love you, and everything inside you." he moved one hand to her tummy, that was already starting to show. His eyes shifted towards it, and Seulgi felt it in her heart when seeing his eyes full of love.
Playfully, she raised his head towards her again. "But I'll always be your first, right?" she teased, to which he shook his head.
"I'm not choosing between my child and my wife. If I had to protect you from a bullet, I'd cover both of you together."
Seulgi chuckled, clearly loving his answer as she pulled him in for a kiss.
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It was on an average day, Taeyong was working on his laptop while Seulgi laid in bed behind him checking through her timeline. She was in her last month, and was prepared to feel contractions any time now. The thought of it kept her highly anticipated, every slight kick of the baby making her get excited.
Seulgi was a rare case of pregnant women. Taeyong couldn't even count how many times she seemed upset by anything on one hand (maybe twice?) having seen her smile even after a session of throwing up badly. She seemed so positive about everything, and he figured maybe it had something to do with the little sticky note on her board.
A mother's emotions reflects on the baby
Hearing the bed creak, he turned to see Seulgi had gotten herself up from the bed, one hand on her back and the other on her belly. He quickly got up and went next to her, shaking his head. "I told you to call me when you want to get up, don't do it yourself." he partly scolded her.
Seulgi scowled at him, shaking his hands off. "I want to walk, walking might help induce labour. If I get help in it, it won't put the same pressure on me."
Taeyong stood in awe, not in a good way, and grabbed her hand before she could walk away. "Baby... I don't think you should force it. You can't forcefully give birth, it'll happen when the baby is ready." He tried to look at her, but noticed Seulgi kept her face down. "What's wrong?" he cupped her face trying to get her to look up.
"I'm tired..." Seulgi mumbled softly. "I'm tired of feeling like this... I just want to get the baby out. It hurts my back, my feet, my chest... I've handled it so long, I don't want to give birth mad..."
She broke into sobs, and Taeyong quickly pulled his wife in for a hug. He knew she was bound to break at some point, it took him by surprise that it was at the end of her pregnancy. He slowly moved them and sat on the bed with her on his lap, soothing her as much as he could. He didn't say anything, letting her let go of her emotions first. Once she slowly stopped sobbing, taking short breaths, he finally pulled her out to look at her, one hand still hugging her while the other on her cheek wiling away her tears.
"I'm sorry." he said softly, his expression sad as well. "You're going through so much, and I can't do anything to ease your pain. But I can't understand either if you don't tell me baby." Seulgi looked up at him, wondering what he meant by that. "You've been so happy all this time, and I knew you were just smiling through the hard times because you wanted your whole experience to be good. But holding it in would only hurt you more baby, like now, I'm glad you finally let go, but if I wasn't here and you tried to force contractions you would've been hurt by that."
He pulled her back in for a hug, combing her hair with one hand as he kissed it. "Don't hold in when you're feeling down. It's OK to feel bad sometimes even when you've wanted it this much, as long as you know you'll be happy in the end." He turned to peek at her, smiling a little this time. "And I know you'll be a great mother, you've been preparing for it so well. And don't feel pressured if you can't handle something, I'm always here for you, our baby is both our responsibilities, and I'd gladly drop anything to be here with you every second of their life."
Seulgi sighed, a sense of relief washing over her as she felt safe and calm in her husband's arms. Without a word she simply hugged him again, nuzzling her face into his shoulder as her body relaxed in his hold. Taeyong kissed her head before moving behind a bit and laid down on bed on their sides. They stayed like that for a while, her head resting on his one arm while the other was under her shirt drawing lines on her belly.
"Taeyong..." he heard her call in a mumble, and hummed in response. She looked up with a tired smile. "I love you." she said softly with a hand on his cheek. "More than strawberries and mangos, more than yellow."
Taeyong laughed softly, filled with joy and her sweet words, and moved in to kiss her to which she happily responded. "And I love you more than I love art." he said pulling away for a bit while before going back to kissing again.
Seulgi felt calmer now, even when she did actually go into labour three days later, because she had Taeyong holding her hand throughout everything. He never left her side, even when asked to put on the medical apron in the labour room, he did it quick to get back to her as fast as he could.
Of course a few curses left Seulgi's mouth as she pushed out their baby, but a smile soon took over as she saw the view of her daughter, a pleasant feeling taking over her as she held the baby and already started planning on what dresses to buy the little girl.
Taeyong was just as happy, he became a girl's father, something he often heard to be a scary yet magical experience. And while he heard Seulgi whisper her plans of mother and daughter activities, he smiled at the thought of their home soon to be evident of who took control.
It would be a very colourful queendom for sure.
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hope you liked it anon! tried to suite the plot as much as I could😅 I tried to keep a slight psychoticness left in their dynamic, cuz that was really what made the couple unique lol
#nct#nct 127#red velvet#nctvelvet#lee taeyong#kang seulgi#fluff#kpop fanfic#nct fanfic#red velvet fanfic
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thoughts and review (?) on X/1999 // spoilers
the power to save or destroy the world: the final fate of earth may already be sealed, but the truth lies in the hands of a single boy capable of changing destiny.
before anything, i want to start by saying that this isn't exactly a review as i always do. this is mostly me rambling and trying to organize my thoughts. so don't expect a very concise analysis or something like that. maybe i'll do it in the future, who knows.
while i was doing some research, i ended up finding an analysis (in portuguese, written by “witches don't exist” on medium) that focused more on subaru's role in both stories, but that said something very interesting, which made me think about how clamp ended up dividing these two stories. the person discussed about “the dark side of total empathy” in tokyo babylon and that made me think a lot about how i read the difference between tb and x/1999.
now i want to put the analysis aside, since i didn't delve too deeply into it itself. what really caught my attention is that i started to see the difference in writing and plot direction in tb and x/1999 as if clamp themselves saw the two stories as its own dragons of the earth and dragons of the sky (i myself can't say which of the stories is which, since i'm not in their heads to decide that and i don't want to take any chances). for me, tb would be a story based and built much more on subaru's kindness and hope, while x/1999 is written focused on kamui's decline and destiny. one gives you a little feeling about a better, more empathetic future, while the other makes you question all the time whose side are you on at the end of the world and how you yourself see the role of the human being in it. that said, i'm not here to compare the two stories now, maybe another day. let's focus on x/1999.
kamui is really a perfect main character for a story about the destruction of the world and how to rebuild it after a catastrophe. that's because you can see the moment when kamui starts to put his hatred and hopelessness aside and starts to really fight for what he believes in, even though he himself doesn't really know what is that deep wish he carries inside of him really is (and, like him, apparently we readers will never know either). the construction of the character along with the destruction of the world is something very characteristic of clamp, who always tries to bring a form of hope amidst the tragedy of their writing. it's as if, even though x/1999 has this darker tone and is covered in blood, the story still makes you want to wish for a happy ending, without any more lives being lost. this also came to mind a lot when yuzuriha starts to cry near the last chapters about how she doesn't want to lose anyone else, bringing the reader empathy that no matter your affinity with the person, being indifferent to death is being indifferent to the mourning of those who lost them.
the dynamics between the characters are great and make you feel angry even at those you love the most. many times i wanted to get into the story myself and try to stop everything that was happening — but that would also be in vain since destiny is something impossible to fight. we readers are like dreamseers who watch all the destruction happen with complete helplessness. the only person who can change this is kamui, but unfortunately the fate that we readers see is only the one we imagine, and not a true ending.
i got attached to several characters and felt mourning when i lost them. but i also ended up feeling bothered many times by a large number of characters that i didn't see much meaning in the story, as if they were loose pieces. of course, all of them had at least a micro space of time in the plot to say something capable of changing lives (something very clamp-y, if i must say), but every now and then i wondered if it wouldn't be better to include another character that already existed and not bring a new one. anyway.
one of my favorite dynamics is, by far, the connection and shared pain between subaru and kamui. it's clear to me how subaru sees himself entirely in kamui and can understand on a higher level than the others exactly what he's going through and his fears. he knows what it's like to lose someone you love to a “darker” side and how it hurts to live in a painful questioning between what your morals dictate and what your heart wants. subaru also sees fuma as someone that resembles seishirou, that’s why he also carries some type of connection with the other kamui. (also, i like to think that subaru also saw an opportunity in joining fuma as a way to really reach subaru and, somehow, force him to see the depths of himself. by confronting kamui in a more life or death situation, he could somehow force the boy to see the situation with more clarity. that also might be me just fantasizing, but isn’t it good to do so?). also, kamui doesn't really see himself in subaru, but he makes a point of understanding exactly where his pain comes from and tries to relate to all the paths that this new "mentor" has chosen, wanting to find some answer that also gives meaning to what he himself is feeling. just like the two kamuis, subaru and kamui are also connected by soul, but they are more a mirror of each other than their opposites.
i didn't really want to touch on this subject, but i know it might be of interest to some people who read my previous thoughts on TB. now i can better understand the romantic relationship between subaru and seishiro, and i understand how clamp wanted to build their love as something not pure, noyt something that was destined to only bring happiness. their love is indeed created in the pain of having to accept fate and love someone who brought you so much suffering. so yes, i understand why clamp wanted to bring a romantic love doomed to eternal pain between them and i understand why their paths crossed in this way. anyway, that's it. i really only brought this subject up because i know some people wanted to know how i would feel after reading X/1999, but that's all i'm going to bring to you in relation to this. sorry.
i do believe i'm forgetting a lot of things i wanted to say, but i think my thought process only starts to work when i let part of it out, that's why i wrote this. i might come back with more or try to work on a specific point later on.
as always, i'm very open to discussions and love to talk about it, be it here or via dms so feel free to reach out. thank you for reading!! don't forget to support the authors, it's very important to do so 💛
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09.03.2022
notes: bath times again!
Bird is あ / Avvy is つ
あ:suppose the boys died in 1969… so their house would've had something predating this. but its just interesting to have markers i also assume having a bougie house just means it would be less likely to be a convenient modern solution?
つ:its true, i wonder… i HOPE they have a sexy wooden bathroom with the cedar tub mmmm really baste together smell so good
あ:That is what i hope it feels like it'd be so appropriate…
つ:something this sexy……
あ:I want to think the western aesthetics just arent that available yet beyond more easy-to-acquire furniture like tables
つ:hot…. envision
あ:we're getting lamps to look like an english house and couches but not like renovating whole rooms God i want it 5 yo boys enjoying they tub time
つ:if a bath tub was would i would want to chew on its edge i already like to put my mouth on the edges
あ:Leaving indentations with your fangus
つ:when i am gone. then you will
あ:😭
つ:touch my little indentations. you shoudl not have yelled at me for doing it
あ:Why did i. ruin our precious few shared bath times Sadly puts my mouth over it
つ:your teeth sink into the indents perfectly as we are twins
あ:Starts crying
つ:and…. scene
あ:Start a new scene. bring my brother back. please
つ:ok. ok. I will come back
あ:Get in the tub with me N Now
つ:RUNS
あ:This translates to amane being like. insistent and tugging on tsukasa's shirt we just had dinner i want a nice warm bath!!!
つ:okay. I'm home and you're fretting about how its probably been a while… since i had a nice cleam. mom is also fretful about it all godknows where i've been siome have called it hell…
あ:Me thinking you were like lost in the woods living under a stump Trapped in a cave somewhere
つ:in a stranger's house at BEST 4 towns over somehow
あ:… I really do like imagining like, having a competition with mom over fretting, like, no, IM… help… nyuhh… I've got this
つ:and maybe mom lets you. because you are best friends and she knows you missed him and had no comprehension or brain to cope with any of it
you are filling the big deep tub… mom is nearby but letting you do what you want. admiring how responsible and sweet you are… I too am admiring this… you think a thought and go to run to get toys. but then you flinch-- turning back to me a foot away -- and grab my hand and take me with you to the toyroom to grab a few things for us to have. i must have missed toys while i was gone… OUR toys
I didn't, because I had all manner of toys, but you don't know this, and, I watch you gather them rather than the toys i look at your hand in mine, how you didn't leave the bathroom without me
あ:The thought really descends onto me. Toys, toys of course… I haven't really been touching them myself… Well, it's inconsistent, really, sometimes I need to remember what we played together, I need to think about how we'll get to again… but most days, it was too hard to even look at them. Too painful, too listless on my own, can't think of games for only myself. It felt so impossible to think about. Heart is beating with anxious excitement now, at all the things we can do again together, runs through the mind like a neverending list. So many things…
All that moping… it's behind me… US… We have so much to do…! Squeeze your hand.
つ:its interesting… to think about toys with someone else. I won't have to talk for them
seeing you move them in your hands is startling. wow. its like magic. to see anything move that I'm not touching myself
you'll drag me back to the bathroom. when i run with armfuls of toys, i drop them the whole way until only half are left in my arms by the time i get to the bathroom you don't drop any
あ:[playfully wiggles one in your face]
つ:yytruuuuuu aaaoo looks like youre performing a magic trick i think how easily agog i am makes you both feel successful, and also, sad
あ:It's so easy isn't it, it always is… You're too quickly bright-eyed and hypnotized seeming. I have to worry about you. Ah, your nature… [pets.]
つ:did i have so little going on while lost, that a toy in my face is amazing? makes you cringe
あ:Determined to make up for every second… The hot water will help!!
つ:we'll help each other rinse off int he shower first… you dump the toys into the tub, but move to the nozzle… maybe, make me sit down on the lil stool
あ:Must be responsible It's better for me to be the one to fiddle with this stuff though, i'd rather you just sit ahmm… maybe a moment where i'm surprised to be emotional seeing your hair wet… it's just the feeling of seeing something familiar again, after so long stare…
つ:waterlogged. it feels weird-- I haven't thought about, any of this, stuff. wasn't necessary. it feels weird. watching water droplets sink down my skin, feel them. warm… hot! .a…. giggle
あ:[stare.]
つ:IT'S SO HOT…!! ATSUI
holds paws in front of mouth to laugh. collects water in my palms then throws it up over us both, getting you wet a lil its amazing to watch it pool in my hands!!!
あ:A bit dumbfounded, lagging. My turn, I guess, to feel easily hypnotized…. tilts head
つ:TILTS HEAD BACK OPENS MOUTH FILLS MOUTH WITH WATER
あ:Ouh
つ:GURGLES
あ:ME TOO i do it too
つ:spews it out like fountain
we get into a loop of filling our moufs and spitting it out because you are doing it too i do not want to stop
あ:it's nice to have some mindless fun, easy fun… i'm eager to think less. would rather be physical shakes head all around like a doggie
つ:gawksssssss
あ:For the most part… I can't be-!! so embarrassed, about seeming silly….
つ:I'm like. bath now? and you are like. Y--- NO wait we didnt wash you at ALL….. there was no soap we got distracted. i forgot that components of washing are
あ:Scrubby scrubby now… serious [stern] [plants a hand on you]
つ:get into that hair. get that back. be so scrubby. it tickles and im wiggle a lot and make it hard
あ:mutter mutter…. but hold my tongue. no, I can be good big brother… I won't complain. [just really keeping a hand at your back/shoulder]
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