#i ran a few blocks cause im on break from my classes and now im sitting near the river entrance between clark and dearborn

[wetbananapeel]

Memo to Self | November 2023

[volleyball-dontknowher]

Hey it's 🐣 anon from the matchup. I've been feeling down recently cause things aren't home are not going daijobou (lame attempt on joking im so sorry). Can i request HC for Ushijima, Oikawa, Noya and Kuroo with an s/o who suddenly becomes really silent and distant when usually their loud and affectionate? And if they try to be affection to their s/o they just push the boys away. If this is making you uncomfortable you can ignore this. Thank you in advance never the less 💞

Hello little chick!! I am so sorry this took so long, I meant for it to be an emergency request but I wanted to take a little bit of time to do it and think about the appropriate reactions to things like this because they can be signs of mental health problems and I wanted it to be addressed in a way where the boys all care and want the best. If you ever ever ever ever want to talk about anything my messages are open! I am great for talking about serious things and also nothing at all so if you need a person to talk or distract you I am only a few buttons away lovey!! Please do not be afraid!

Shut out 

Words: 1.9k 

Characters: Ushijima, Oikawa, Nishinoya, Kuroo

Summary: You go from loud and bubbly to quiet and distant around your boyfriend 

Ushijima 

Ushi knows you like the back of his hand, he knows exactly how you sound when you are happy, when you are sad when you secretly want french fries but keeps telling him I don’t know when he asks where you want to eat, he knows everything about you so when you started slowly answering his questions in different ways he knew that something was up, he could tell that you were stressed and unhappy and he didn’t know what to do 

He gets really nervous around sensitive subjects like that because he doesn’t want to make you upset but he needs to do something so he does a lot of research to try and know how to help you best, he figures out that you just need some extra love and attention so one day he skips volleyball and just pulls you onto the couch for extra love and cuddles with no explanation as to why, you try and pull away from him and he just tells you no and when you try and argue with him he gives you a very specific raised eyebrow look that says it all, he knows that you need this affection and deep down you know it too so you cuddle with him and you can feel your heartbeat slow down and yourself relax in his arms 

The next couple of days he packs you lunches and walks you to and from school and to each of your classes, squeezing your hand a little bit harder every time

His extra affection helps perk you up some but not enough so after a few days Ushijima sits you down and makes you talk through everything if you want him to talk back he will, or if you just want someone to listen he is happy to hear it all and just let you talk at him

You end up getting emotional and starting to cry and he just holds you to his chest and tells you that he loves you and that it’s okay to feel this way and that it is normal and he just wants you to remember and know that you are loved 

He is really sweet the next day and brings you a little goody bag and lets you wear one of his sweatshirts, he knows how emotionally exhausting it can be to have to talk about things like that but he also knows that you need to talk to someone and if you shut him out then it’s only going to make problems worse and so him making you talk to him was super helpful and lifted a big weight off of your shoulders

Ushijima will never give up on you and he knows that bad times happen and he is going to be there to get through it with you 

Oikawa 

Oikawa Tooru is the king of anxiety, he doesn't like to tell people but he really does worry a lot behind closed doors so when you slowly start getting quiet on him he knows what is happening and at first worries that you are shutting him out because of something he did but then you still walk near him but you don’t touch him, he was confused and sad and angry and he wanted his s/o back like no one’s business, you were his love and he hated seeing you like this 

Oikawa stayed near you for several days silently wondering why you wouldn’t hug him and if he messed up or if you didn’t like him anymore and if you were going to break up with him, he felt like he was walking on eggshells at all times because he had no idea what was happening and he wanted you to be as happy and chipper as you were a few days ago 

You still walked to and from school with him, you just didn’t have any energy to talk to him and you didn’t seem to acknowledge his cheery good mornings or really even him at all

Oikawa worried and stressed about it so much that even when he wasn’t with you he was thinking and worrying about you and wondering how he could help or if he  could help

One day walking home from school he decided he was done waiting for you to come around and stopped  you outside of the school and made you tell him what was wrong, he ended up getting emotional and breaking into tears because he loved you and he didn’t want to stop loving you but this was really emotional and he wants to see you happy more than anything else and he told you that if you had to leave him to be happy than so be it because he can’t be selfish and take you like that 

You stood there in complete shock as Oikawa poured his heart out to you and you had no idea, you had been so caught up in your own head and in your life things that you hadn’t thought about how this was hurting him or how he was thinking that it was over between the two of you, that was the last thing you wanted and you had to figure out how to vocalize it to him, you had been going through a rough time and looking back at it you realized that you had shut him out and now your relationship was on the line 

You had no idea what to do so you just ran into him and wrapped your arms around his waist as you began to cry, you had been bottling up emotions for so long and hadn’t been able to get out of your own head and knowing that you hurt Tooru in the process hurt you, even more, he stood there in shock for a few moments before wrapping his arms around your shoulders and pulling you close to him as he began to tear up 

After a few minutes of crying together, Oikawa took you back to your apartment and asked you sweetly if he could come in and when you nodded he pulled you inside and sat you on the couch with a glass of hot tea, some cookies, and a blanket as he tucked you onto the couch before planting a kiss on your forehead before going to sit on the couch across from you and turning on a show 

You aren’t expected to say or do anything because he knows in times like these you just need love and compassion because he gets this way after losing big games and with some time you will perk back up to your regular self and things will be okay, but until then he is going to take care of you and make sure you feel his love at all times 

Nishinoya 

Noya notices instantly that something is different with you and he wants to know what it is right way like he went in for his morning hug and you didn’t let him even though those always make you 

smile, yeah you are not getting away with that one 

He asks you several times throughout the day if you were okay and you were just quiet and didn’t really answer his question and he couldn’t help but worry about you and wonder what was happening, the day came and went and he was thinking about you all throughout the practice of ways he can try and make you talk to him so he came up with the perfect idea nd decided he was going o prank call your phone over and over with a crappy pizza delivery punch line with *67 so you couldn’t block him but he could call over and over again through practice making you annoyed, but it was always with a purpose, you loved crappy prank clals and he was going ot annoy you to death and then show up at your door with pizza and get you to tell him about the annoying prank caller and then talk to him, well the whole plan was foiled when the third time he called he forgot to hit *67 and ended up ringing with his name and you stopped him half way through his speal about it asking why he was doing this 

Noya was dead silent for the first time in his life, he just then finally cracked and told you that he wanted to make you smile and was literally on his way with pizza nad you seemed sad today and very quiet and distant but he wanted you to be sure that he loves you and that you would get your smile back 

Kuroo 

Kuroo wastes no time pulling you into an empty classroom and asking you what was wrong when you pulled away from him trying to hold your hand this morning, it was something that you two did every morning for at least a few minutes before he kissed the back of your hand, called you a princess and walked you to class

He pulled you into the room and immediately asked you what was happening and what was wrong and did not take anything as an answer, he knew you better than this and anything that was bothering you was now bothering him and he was not going to stand for you not talking through your feelings because that’s bad for you and he really does care for you 

He understands if you don’t want to talk before class but he is going to stick by your side and make sure that no one says anything to you that could upset or hurt your feelings because he doesn’t know what’s going on so for the day you have Kuroo the bodyguard (not that he isn’t usually but today he is extra cautious) and he takes extra care to carry your bag for you to try and relieve any of the stressors from your life today 

After school, he takes you to a little coffee shop and makes you sit and talk to him and you don’t want to he starts spouting lots of knowledge from science on how it is bad for you and that he wants to at least know that you are okay and if there is anything that he can help you with like he says it all in a way where you know you are welcome to talk and say anything but he is not going to force it, only encourage it 

If you finally do start talking and get emotional he takes you out of the little cafe quickly and brings you somewhere to help you relax and calm down as he reassures you that you are loved and that this is only temporary and no matter how bad it sucks there is light at the end of the tunnel and you are not alone, he is right there willing to put up just as much of a fight as you are 

He is going to take extra care of you the next few days as you start opening up to him more and being less quiet, he lets you take your time with things and is really understanding about it all and wants you to be okay, so when you pull him into a hug unexpectedly one day he just kisses the top of your head and rubs your back

[aislingeu]

hello!! i’m kq ( aka kelsey quinn! ) i’m twenty five, livin in the est, usin she / her pronouns!! much like the good buddy who turned me on to this rp, i don’t know a ton about percy jackson!! but mythology was one of the few subjects that held my attention in school, so i hoe i have a good handle on it! :D for now, i manage a comic book store from thursdays - sundays, so i’m scarce those times but i’m usually on discord!!

⟨ ABIGAIL COWEN. CIS FEMALE. SHE / HER ⟩ though the mist might prevent some from seeing it, AISLING DUNN is actually a descendant of H Y P N O S. it’s still a question of whether or not the TWENTY-THREE year old PAINTING MAJOR from DUBLIN, IRELAND has taken after their godly parent completely, but the demigod is still known to be quite CLEVER & COARSE.

this got way longer than i intended im so sorry... 

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃

she was born on march 12th, 1997 to a pair of irish musicians ( conor and dierdre dunn ) and, unwittingly, one greek god ( hypnos ) in dublin, ireland. her parents met and married shortly after her conception and neither of them suspected that conor wasn’t aisling’s father, until she was claimed.

as an only child, her parents didn’t have much to compare her too in terms of overall strangeness. for years, they wrote off her abilities as kids just sayin’ the darndest things. they remained blissfully unaware of the impact of their daughter’s words, rolling their eyes fondly, when she told them about the man in the cave, who came to her in dreams. they smiled and laughed, when she strangers at the supermarket that she thought erwin was a fine name to give a teddy bear, no matter what anyone else said. how were they to know that she was unearthing the fond childhood memories that passersby had almost forgotten? 

when she enrolled in primary school, they realized that she was... strange, if not special. she was recognized as a bit of a space case, often staring at nothing in particular, while her teacher droned on. her worksheets were seldom turned in complete. instead, aisling began gifting poorly drawn family portraits on the blank sides of her papers, likenesses plucked from the memories she explored when her mind wandered, in class.

eventually, after her skill had developed and people stopped writing off the stick figures as ‘coincidentally accurate’, people began to truly take notice. they speculated that she was a medium, silently communing with the dead and painting their pictures as she did. how else could she know what her art teacher’s late father looked like? and what color tie he always liked to wear? she had to be a psychic. recipients of her art were always so focused on their perception of the little girl with the gift of sight that they hardly even realized what she had tweaked, brightening up their darkest memories, just so they wouldn’t have to hurt anymore. she hardly even realized, herself.

without a reason to believe otherwise, she told the man in her dreams that she was a psychic, but he knew differently. he told her that that wasn’t so. she was special, yes, but not in the ways that the world thought her to be. hypnos let her in on the secret he’d been keeping for the past twelve years and, just like that, aisling could make sense of herself. once she knew the truth, she chased sleep. she spent as much time as she could, communicating with the one person who understood who she was. he saw her hunger for belonging and pointed her in the direction of the camp nearest to her hometown.

after a summer away, she came home faced with a challenge in morality that she’d never considered, as a child. she came home to a world where she could no longer fit. her party tricks had lost their luster the moment she realized that true value of a memory, however sad, was worth far more than the cheap smiles that her alterations had afforded. with that realization, her art took a darker turn. unable to shift the memories she saw into the light, they haunted her. she now saw their fears and heartbreaks for what they were: unchangeable. and, now, they lived within her, too. putting them to paper was the only way to get them out. but, pieces like those weren’t the kind that could be sent home to mom and dad. pieces like those were the kind that got her meetings with guidance counselors and haunted, fleeting looks from those whose memories she’d never meant to disturb. after a year of that, aisling went back to camp, full time.

once she was a year round resident of the camp, she found herself more comfortable around people who understood; there was nothing she had to hide, among those who were like her. each one of them was fighting an uphill battle of their own. they didn’t have to hide it. even if she never allowed herself to get too close, aisling never felt all that far away, at camp.

at eonia, aisling spends most of her days painting, sleeping, or working. raised by a pair of mortal musicians, finding a job at fireside records felt like a natural progression. where her godly parent thrives in silence, she finds her comfort in noise. it’s easier to block out the things she doesn’t need to see when there’s something immediate for her to focus on. at the other end of that spectrum, aisling finds her mind most open in visual arts club, trying to keep her other creative skills sharp, while she keeps her primary focus on painting. in search of inspiration, her mind reaches out in tendrils, dipping into another’s until she finds something she can work with. she only needs to leave the room before they’ve realized what she’s borrowed. 

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘

aisling is a naturally empathetic person, always wishing she could do more to help those around her. unfortunately, she knows that she can’t always honor that instinct. her abilities and self-imposed limitations have left her with a hardened exterior that isn’t easy to break through. those who pass through her walls see a softer side: a steadfast friend, always there to put a peaceful end to their sleepless nights or calm their worst nightmares, with a gentle run of her fingers through their hair. but sometimes, she’ll wall herself away from even those she’s closest to after she finds herself in the middle of a particularly harrowing memory. because of this, maintaining close bonds for long is a difficult thing. given her propensity for accidentally rifling through the fondest and most fearsome parts of peoples’ pasts, she’s been known cut them out of her life when she sees something that she has the urge to alter.

𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒

MEMORY RETRIEVAL — for as long as she could remember, aisling knew things that she shouldn’t. at first, her parents just dismissed her gift as imagination and observation combining in a perfect, creepy storm. it wasn’t until she started attending school, picked up her finger paints, and started to draw out moments from the pasts of strangers that people started to truly take notice. sloppy scenes from the librarian’s wedding day graduated into well sketched portraits of her bus driver’s dalmatians. she liked to take those happy moments, immortalize them in art, and hand them off to the owners of the memories. she liked to make people smile. sometimes, she took that a step further. too young to see the value in sadness, aisling would tweak the memories that were harder to bear; even if she couldn’t bring someone happiness in the present, she hoped she could bring them comfort in the future. it wasn’t until she was claimed that aisling saw the flaws in her intervention. it wasn’t until she was taught the consequences that she knew she had to stop. although the memories came to her unbidden, they didn’t belong to her and she had no right to change them. instead of focusing on the alteration of memories, aisling opted to try to learn how to shut them out. like her other powers, though, there’s a direct correlation between her emotional state and her ability to keep a wall up. when she’s feeling something strongly or hasn’t gotten enough sleep, she sees things that she doesn’t mean to.

HYPNOKINESIS — you are getting very sleepy… what proved to be a fun tool at sleepovers had more practical applications than aisling knew possible. the skill of inducing sleep was easy enough to come by and influencing dreams was as simple as altering memories. and while ( without intending to ) she’d been known to cause visions when tensions ran high, refining those visions into ones that took the shapes she wanted them to took practice. even more difficult than that was learning to astral project, but that became a necessity, coming hand-in-hand with building her mental walls. when the uninvited memories start to weigh on her, she’s learned that it’s best to remove herself from the immediate vicinity. even if she’s only technically leaving in her head. 

OTHER ABILITIES — ( levitation ) a skill she only possesses in sleep, predominantly when her dreams are eliciting strong emotions. ( seeing the gods in dreams ) this is how she formed and maintained a relationship with her father, despite her parents being unaware of their daughter’s godly lineage. on occasion, she’ll encounter gods that she’s less familiar with and, in most of those cases, she’s been known to force herself awake.

𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

there are so many cool, fun things runnin through my brain right now!! i think it would be lovely for her to have forged a friendship with an insomniac or maybe someone prone to nightmares that she could help! and those fun customer service relationships with record store regulars!! or maybe a former friend or significant other, who aisling left behind? maybe even altering their memory slightly, if the parting of ways was ugly! who knows! the possibilities are endless!! and i’m always up to hearing other peoples’ ideas because the Sweet Lord knows i am not the most imaginative person in any given room!!!

thank u for reading ilu!!! 

[ranger-jedi-knight]

A New Hero Ch 11

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20887313/chapters/55650205 Tag List: @vixen-uchiha

I’ve done a bad. I’ve been forgettin to put TWEETS AT THE END OF THE CHAPS!! IM SO SORRY!! I’LL FIX IT BY STARTIN IT BACK UP!!! As you’ll see, I’m givin Gotham some love. It just seemed right to do it. Ok, so there’s goin to be a delay as my laptops charger port(n possibly also the cable cause fuck me apparently) failed finally where it won’t be seen let alone charge. So ya, I gotta use my phone for the majority of things(but on the lucky days that I can get my laptop to work yay! But ya), so sorry bout the delays. Here it is!

The batbois could only sigh as they swung around Gotham at night patrolling. The night was tough. They’ve each dealt with three muggings, a few robberies, drug bust each and Red Hood, Batman, and Robin all dealt with Penguin trying to rob the museum. Then Nightwing and Red Robin both talked about stopping potential rapists. So they were pretty tired after the fairly active night.

Don’t get them wrong, they know they’re lucky since this was one of the quieter nights in Gotham. They’ve faced worse nights. They’re all just glad that their patrol was almost done. Red Hood glared at the street as he watched two guys following a girl. He tapped Robin’s shoulder and the two started after the three.

Lana was absolutely tired. It was late. She should have been home hours ago sleeping. But no. She had to stay behind at school, then moved to a 24-hour cafe a few miles from the college(and her apartment a block from the college), for a group project and her group kept getting backtracked. She heard two people following her and took her phone out and raised it a bit to look behind her. It was two men in dark clothing with the hoods up. Her screen lit up showing the time. 1:32 AM.

She could only sigh at the reminder. She tugged her messenger bag’s strap up her shoulder as she walked. She soon stopped under a lamp, rolling her neck as she waited for the two men to reach her. She might as well deal with them so they didn’t follow her home. Her friends Bee and Cahaya were there waiting to do a sleepover, something she promised a week ago. They were saints for being ok to wait for her even though she told them it would take a while to finish the project. So ya, she didn’t want to risk them to the two perverts.

One man put his hand on her shoulder and started turning her while the other pulled out a knife to point at her. As he turned her to face them, she pulled her bag off her shoulder and swung it hard at the two. It hit the two men in the head and they stumbled back or to the side shocked. She then kicked the knife out of the shocked man’s hand and pulled the pen out from its place in her hair. The one that held the knife reacted first and she threw the pen as hard as she could and it caught his sweatshirt and pinned him to the telephone pole behind them.

The first man growled while the other one looked absolutely shocked at what she did. The first man then charged at her and she sidestepped him while grabbing his arm. As he went past her, she stepped behind him and twisted his arm up so that his hand was against the opposite shoulder blade. Lana grunted as she raised her right foot and kicked the small of his back, sending the man stumbling down onto his knees. She turned to the other one who threw the pen onto the ground.

She smirked as she pulled her fist back and punched the man hard in the nose. As the man fell against the phone pole clutching his nose, she rammed her elbow into his head dazing him. The first man wrapped his arms around her and picked her up. Her feet kicked out before he leaned over and her feet touched the ground once more. She threw her head back, hitting his nose, then rammed her elbow into his stomach and broke from his grip and kicked him hard in the crotch. He fell to his knees gripping there before glaring at her.

Jason was shocked. He and Damian had been staring as the girl, now identified as Lana Grayson, beat up her stalkers. When the man she kicked started getting up, they jumped down behind the guy and quickly take him down. While Robin tied up the two, he went over to Lana as she sagged a bit with a yawn. “Are you alright miss? That was quite the takedown you did before we came,” he said and Lana nodded and covered her mouth with her hand as another yawn left her.

“Yeah, I’m alright,” she mumbled out as she put her bag onto her shoulder once more. Red Hood nodded at the info.

“How come you’re out this late miss? You know it’s dangerous,” he asked this time and she just groaned.

“Classmates. We-*yawn*-had-have a group project for-*yawn*-class. Just...just finished it,” she answered rubbing her eyes. Now that the threat of being raped was gone, her tiredness came back full force. Thou she wished it waited until she was safe and sound in her dorm/apartment. Red Hood smiled as he watched Lana respond throu yawns, thou she couldn’t see it.

“Where’s your place?”

“Over-*yawn*-there,” she pointed to a complex still a mile away near the college and he nodded.

“I’ll escort you the rest of the way, miss. You look like you could fall asleep at any minute,” he offered and she nodded at that.

“Thank you-*yawn*-Hood,” she said before walking toward her place. Robin nodded and told the others what was happening, well giving better details that is since they did hear his voice just not the other persons, while Red Hood walked with her.

“Ok, understood. See you two back at the cave,” Nightwing said and the others grunted their responses. Red Hood stood in front of Lana’s building as she stood in front of the door opening it.

“Stay safe alright, miss?” he called and she gave a nod and smile before entering the building with a yawn. He stayed there until he lost sight of her entering the elevator and went back to Robin who had the two men tied to the light pole.

“Ready, Hood?” Robin asked and Red Hood nodded. The two then continued on and head back to the cave to meet with the others.

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“So Jay-bird, you ran into and helped Lana. Hmm?” Dick asked teasingly as they ate breakfast. Jason glared at Dick while Damian smirked to the side.

“Fuck off. All I did was make sure she got home safely after taking out her potential rapists. Damian helped with it,” Jason grumbled eating his breakfast.

“No need to get embarrassed, Jay-bird,” Dick said and Jason leveled a glare at him which had Dick’s smile lessening a bit.

“What’s to be embarrassed about, I helped her out as Red Hood, my job. But the thing we should be embarrassed about is how long it’s taking you and Babs to get married,” he retorted and Dick frowned with a blush, looking away. Tim and Steph snorted in response to that.

“Did you hear the news Damian? Mari’s class won the contest WE hosted,” Tim said and Damian smiled.

“Yes, I did. Mari called me to tell me the good news. For your information also, Mari asked for me to come to Paris for a few days to help finish a project they started last year,” Damian replied and his brothers nodded at that.

“Ah yes, the movie,” Jason responded and Damian nodded. “How are you helping them finish it?”

“Mari and her friends figured a good end would be for a person the main antagonist lied about showed up and exposed her,” he explained and his brothers nodded understanding. “Though, she also said she had a surprise.”

“A surprise?” Dick asked and Damian nodded.

“Yes, a surprise. She wouldn’t say who it’s for. Just that since I’ll be visiting it’d be hard to hide so she’s going to tell me. But I won’t be able to tell anyone else about it,” he explained taking his plate to the sink to clean it.

“Hope it’s a good surprise for the person,” Tim muttered.

“I’m sure it will be. This is Mari we’re talking about,” Damian countered which had the others nodding. “Now, I’ll be off, Ember and Jon said they have a surprise for me and I wish to get it over with as soon as possible.”

“Alright, brat. Have fun and don’t hurt them too much if you hate the surprise,” Jason teased out. “You know father hid the kryptonite. So Jon is safe until I locate it.”

“Well, Clark appreciates him hiding it,” Steph said and like that Clark came down into the kitchen smiling.

“I do appreciate it. And Damian, I know what the surprise is, I have a feeling you’ll really like it,” Clark said and Damian nodded to him before leaving the room to find his friends.

~~~~~~~~~~~~(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧~~~~~~~~~~~~

Jon @supersonsfriends

Looks like the surprise went well!! Welcome back, Rae!! #yess #thatwasnervewracking #sogladitwentwell #oldmentor *Damian hugging a dark skinned woman with her dark brown hair pulled into a braid, a rose hairpin holding her bangs back, a pink nose ring on the right side of her nose along with a lip piercing. Rea held him just as tightly. Jon and Ember(pale skinned with brown hair pulled into a bun, a scar over her right eye(gray eyes)) smiling at the camera while looking back slightly at the three*

Dick smiled at his phone and Alya smiled herself as she looked over his shoulder at that. “How sweet. Knew em back before moving in with Bruce?” she asked and he nodded.

“Ya, they were close. He didn’t know what happened to them when he came to Bruce. I’m glad they’re reunited,” Dick answered and Alya nodded agreement as she started working on the case they were assigned.

“I’ll be honest. I’m not sure how this case will end,” Alya said after a bit and Dick had to nod his agreement.

“Yeah. Cahaya’s attacker is slippery. Even with B’s help, I’m not sure if we’ll be able to do this,” Dick whispered looking around as he watched their supervisor Mr. Lingo work at his desk. The man was questionable, he seemed like the perfect fit for Liam Gravesworth, Cahaya’s attacker, to bribe into looking the other way and destroying evidence. Heaven knows he keeps trying to butt into their investigation and break their trust with Cahaya. The poor girl was so scared to tell Alya about the attack even though it’s been years. It took Lana and Bee’s reassurance for her to go forward to them.

They can’t blame her though. Liam was a businessman. Rich, slimy, and was able to buy basically everyone’s loyalty. Even Cahaya’s businessman friends had trouble finding any evidence. Even with Tim helping, they mostly only could find destroyed evidence. Tapes erased from the time and place it happened. Money trails carefully covered up. “Let’s talk elsewhere,” Alya mumbled out and Dick nodded agreement.

“Alright, come on,” Dick replied and the two left the precinct. Their coworkers were speaking Spanish to each other or mumbling it. Mr. Lingo apparently was obsessed with everyone speaking Spanish fluently and didn’t like it if someone had been ignoring the app. It was freaky for them. At least Gordon was looking into it himself. Once they had proof, Lingo would be gone.

They just needed proof that Gravesworth was bribing him.

But who knows how long that’ll take to get.

They sat down at a cafe nearby and Alya rested her chin on her interlaced fingers. “We may need to get someone on the inside,” she said and Dick nodded agreement.

“But who could do it. We need someone who isn’t well known. Do you know anyone that could do it?” Dick asked and Alya hummed in thought.

“Perhaps my boyfriend can help. He hasn’t met Cahaya yet so there’s a chance he could work well as a spy,” Alya said slowly and Dick nodded at that.

“He did a business degree correct?”

“Yes. He did a theatre and business, double major,” Alya said nodding and Dick nodded agreement.

“He could work. Contact him and ask. Once you know if he’s up to it, we’ll talk to Gordon,” Dick said and Alya nodded.

“Ok, sounds good. Now, I overheard you teasing Jason earlier. About saving Lana from rapists?” Alya asked giving Dick a small glare, daring him to lie.

“Ah, yes. She was out past 1 AM because of a class project. Two dudes followed her but she dealt with them and Jason and Damian quickly finished them off. Jason then escorted her home. She wasn’t hurt, don’t worry,” Dick explained and Alya nodded, giving a sigh.

“She’s probably right in not telling me,” Alya mumbled and Dick nodded agreement patting her hand.

“Yeah. You probably would have attacked them had she told you,” Dick said and Alya gave a light glare.

“Don’t have to say it. I already know that,” Alya grumbled and Dick laughed.

“Come on, we better get back before Lingo gets suspicious,” Dick said and Alya nodded, standing up.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Don’t test me. Or I’ll tell Babs,” she said with a smirk and Dick sputtered.

“You wouldn’t.”

“Oh, I would,” Alya said laughing as they made their way back to the precinct.

Mari-aculous @MDC_Designs

Can’t wait for the big surprise in a month!! #thisllbegreat #theyllbesohappy #onemonthleft #monthaway #surprise

Ok so here’s the next chap!! So ya, this was a kinda simple chap, wanted to go back to the others for a bit before the last chap of Paris. I hope you enjoyed it! Until next time u lovelies!!! -Love Willa<3<3<3

[bleufrost]

Crawl Home to Her || A Ben Hanscom Series

Chapter Two: The Call

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rating: m for graphic depictions of violence, gore, and adult themes

Nothing was making any sense anymore. After the incident in the bathroom, Ali was finding it difficult to know what she could believe. Obviously her eyes were playing tricks on her, but the fresh scars on her wrists that had not been there before told a different story and pleaded the validity of what she knew she had experienced. 

The sharp ringing of her cellphone cuts through the air and startles her for what feels like the fiftieth time in the past few days. Picking it up, she looks at the screen to feel yet another sense of dread that she can't quite place the cause of. An unsaved number lit up the screen, Maine written in smaller letters directly underneath. When was the last time she had thought of Maine? Why was it causing her hands to shake and leaving her wondering whether or not she should pick up? The phone nearly comes to a stop before she quickly presses the button that answers the call. She lifts it shakily to her ear and takes a deep breath.

"Hello?" On the other end there is a quick sigh of relief before a voice responds. "Hey Ali, it's Mike. Um, Mike Hanlon from Derry." 

Ali's knees seem to go numb beneath her and she quickly finds herself losing balance. She moves to sit on the bed and swallows down the panic stirring within her. "Oh wow, hi Mike. I...really wasn't expecting to hear from you." Michael let's out another breath and the rustling of his movements echoes into the phone. "Yeah, I've heard that quite a few times recently. Ali, something's happened and I promise to explain more later but I really just need you to come meet us the day after tomorrow." 

There's a look of confusion and concern etched on her face as she processes what Mike just told her. This has to have something to do with the weird things that she was seeing; there was no way that Mike calling was a coincidence when it coincided so perfectly with everything else. Just as part of her was hesitant to pick up the call to begin with, she was also hesitant to agree to meet with him again. She knew there was no way to deny him though, not when she had all but forgotten he existed until just moments ago. 

"Ali, are you still there?" Mike sounds a little nervous, maybe even desperate. There was something else that he said that was gnawing at her though. "Mike, when you say 'us,' who are you talking about?" 

****

Walking up to the restaurant, Jade of the Orient, was possibly the most nerve wracking thing Ali had done in years. Stopping in front of the entrance, she plays with the zipper of her jacket and does what she does best; allows her anxiety to overcome her. This may have all been a huge mistake. Mike had clarified a little more about who exactly she would be seeing here, but the details and memories were all extremely fuzzy. It was as if there was a mist layered over her childhood that no matter how hard she tried to see past, it was far too thick. 

These people had not seen her in years. She had put a lot of effort into becoming someone she could look at and love; most of which was in vain, but still, there was a stark difference between who she was and who she has become. Her black glasses still framed her face and her unruly hair still blew wildly in the wind, but that was nearly as far as the similarities ended. Would they hate her for becoming someone new? Was she even someone new; or was she still the same scared little girl that allowed the opinions and eyes of others obstruct her ability to see herself the way in which she truly was? This was without a doubt a mistake and the tug of fear instantly turns from a dull pull to a sharp stab that drives her away from the restaurant; away from them. Before she can move to turn back to her car and leave, a gentle voice carries through the wind and graces her ears; acting as a beam of light that breaks apart the mist. 

"You want a lollipop?" The voice halts every movement she was making and any that she was even considering. It takes her back to a time she swore that she had forgotten about long ago, yet standing here now she wonders how she could have ever allowed it to slip away. 

****

It felt like yesterday, sitting on the steps of school and waiting patiently for Beverly to make her way out the front doors. It was the last day of the school year and Ali had decided to forego her last class, opting instead to sit outside and draw her newest interest. A boy named Ben Hanscom had recently started attending school here and Beverly had introduced him to her friend not long after she ran into him in the hall. He was extremely adorable and honestly interesting to talk to; much smarter than most of the other kids that went here anyway. He was quiet and really liked to read, something she found comfort in when all the rest of the school appeared far too loud. 

Kids started filtering out around her, and it wasn’t long before shouts could be heard in the yard. Looking up, Ali saw Henry Bowers tormenting a group of kids that she had had a few interactions with in the past. They all shared a common habit of constantly being picked on by Bowers, Greta, and the awful group that followed the two leaders around. Greta was nowhere in sight, giving Ali a chance to breathe for once, until the commotion in front of her got a little more physical and Ali felt as though it was only right to help out the group of boys who had done the same for her on a few previous occasions. 

“You have some big balls beating up on people who are smaller than you, Bowers!” Ali stood tall against the boy and his friends, staring him down as much as her smaller stature could. Henry looked back at her for a moment with shock on his face, but that lasted for only the briefest of moments before it turned into a sneer. He threw glances at his gang and erupted into laughter. 

“Oh yeah you ugly fucking bitch? I bet you would love to see my balls. Too bad that easy friend of yours is the only one who can get any action. You’d know, right? I’m sure you try all the time but no one’s willing to sleep with a fucking four eyed piece of shit like you!” The sting of tears sparks within her at his words, but she refuses to let them spill; there were few things she was not willing to do in order to ensure that Bowers was not granted the satisfaction of successfully hurting someone else. 

Straightening the glasses on her face, Ali looks back at him with a twinkle in her eye that Bill, Richie, Eddie, and Stan had all come to learn meant she was about to say something that would end the argument. “I can’t do anything about needing to wear glasses, but you can do something about that ugly ass mullet on your head. Seems to me like we’re both ugly, but you’re the dumbass that’s choosing to look like that.” Bowers’ eyes come alight with anger and Richie hollers about a murder having taken place. Bill, knowing that she won’t back down just as much as Henry will refuse to, starts to make a commotion that gets the attention of the police officers standing off to the side. Henry quickly looks behind Ali and makes eye contact with the officers, he reaches down and pulls the sketchbook out of her hand, ripping a few pages and throwing it to the floor before turning and motioning for his gang to follow behind him. 

“Thanks for the help.” Stan nods to you and the rest of the boys offer up a smile as they turn and start running off, Richie still screaming about the look on Henry’s face. Ali also smiles, but that fades quickly when Beverly comes up behind her smelling slightly like garbage and leans down to pick up the book and torn drawings. 

“Everything alright?” Ali sighs and faces Bev, shrugging and brushing off a stray piece of trash from her shoulder. “Just about alright as it usually is.” The two girls make their way back to the stairs to grab the rest of Ali’s stuff, only to find the way blocked by the new kid, Ben. 

“Is there a password or something?” Beverly smiles and laughs as Ben fumbles with his stuff nervously. It was abundantly clear that the poor kid had already fallen victim to, not only the typical pains of being new at school, but also the all too common sting of being an easy target for bullying. 

When it is clear that Beverly is messing with him, he returns the laugh. Ali giggles as well, picking up her backpack once he has moved a bit, and reaching in to find something that she hoped would make everyone’s day a little sweeter. Passing one to Beverly and then unwrapping her own, she steps forward and smiles at Ben, holding out her hand. 

“You want a lollipop?” 

****

Turning around, the face that had eluded her for years finally became clear

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[the-gay-trashmouth]

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Angst

Ship(s): javid

Notes: ahahahhahaha OUCH THAT HURTEDED MY GUYS!!!

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Davey jumped when he hears his old nickname called out from behind him.

“Ey Mouth! Wait up!”

Honestly, after the strike, Davey was quite used to random newsies from all different boroughs coming up to talk to him on the street. After all, he was Davey Jacobs, the Walking Mouth of Manhattan, one of the great strike leaders, even if he was barely a newsie anymore. Sure, he still sold on the weekends, but after his father found a new job he was off the streets and back in class.

But, when he saw Spot Conlon making a beeline for him on his way to said class, he knew something was wrong. Spot looked like he had ran all the way from Brooklyn, and he rarely ever crossed the bridge if he could help it.

“Ey! Mouth!” he skidded to a halt just a few feet away from him, “you’se gotta- shit, he’s tryna go again, you’se gotta stop ‘im”

Davey furrowed his brow, taking a step towards Spot, “who? What’s going on?”

Spot huffed, “Its Jacke Boy. One a’ my boys saw him down at the trains, said he was buyin’ a ticket. You know as well as I do he ain't just goin’ for a quick ride”

David felt his heart freeze. Jack- Jack was at the tracks? But, but he thought he’d… he didn’t even come say goodbye-

A million thoughts raced through Davey’s head. As he dropped his bag to the pavement and started running in the direction of the train station, one thought forced itself to the forefront of David’s mind.

Jack will  be gone if I don't run fast enough.

Fortunately, David was good at that.

He ran faster than he’d ever ran before, weaving through pedestrians and barreling over a poor newsie hawking today’s headline (he thinks it may have been Jo Jo, he didn’t get a good enough look). He didn’t even pause to apologize, his mind racing with thoughts like I’m too late, he’s gone he’s gone he’s gone-

His breath came out in short bursts and his legs were burning but he didn’t slow, he just pushed himself harder. Forcing his screaming legs to pump faster, begging time to slow down, for a train to be delayed, for the tracks to have been struck by lightning, but most of all for Jack to still be there.

By the time the train station came into view, David lungs were screaming and his legs felt like they were going to give out under him. He buried his discomfort and pushed his way past dozens of people, blue eyes scanning for that blue shirt and mop of brown hair he knew so well.

Finally, he saw him. Sitting on a bench and staring at the trains.

“Jack-” his voice came out cracked and strained, “Jack!”

He forced his way forward as Jack turned and looked at him with those wide, golden-brown eyes eyes. He saw him say something that looked like his name, but he couldn’t hear it over the hammering in his ears.

“Jack,” he said again, just as he got close enough to reach out and grab him. He didn’t, there were too many people around and he knew he couldn’t risk it, but god, did he want too. He wanted to bury himself into Jack’s arms and never let him go.

“Davey? I- What’re ya doin’ here?” he asked, pushing himself off the bench and standing in front of David. He could barely form a response, all his mind could think about was the fact that he wasn’t too late Jack’s still here oh thank God-

“I- You...” he trailed off, still trying to catch his breath. He looked at Jack, chest aching, “you didn’t even come say goodbye”

Jack looked to his feet, “I, uh… yeah. I didn’t think ya’d wanna see me,”

“You could have at least told me you were leaving,” he said softly, voice breaking under the weight of his own emotions.

Jack scuffed the ground with his shoe, “ya’ would’a tried to get me to stay”

“Of course I would, I don’t want you to go,” Davey admitted, taking a step closer.

“Davey, there ain’t nothin’ for me here-” David cut him off.

“Nothing for you here? Jack, what about the newsies, Crutchie, /Me?/” his voice was strained, and he could feel his eyes burning with the oncoming tears that he refused to let fall, “are we not enough for you? I thought we were a family?”

Jack looked at the ground in guilt, avoiding David’s eyes like the plague. He could feel tears burning in his eyes, so he took a step closer.

"I thought we were in this together..."

Jack took and step back, still refusing to meet David's eyes. "The boys aint got no need for me no more, hell, I aint even a newsie no more, with them movin' and you off to school again I just-"

"Wait, what?" David cut him off, stepping forward again, "what do you mean you ain't a newsie anymore? We just sold together last weekend!"

Jack tried a grin, "yeah, one for the road, ya know?" He sighed "a little one showed up at the lodgings an' needed my bunk, an' without Les, ain't no one wanna buy a pape from a grown ass man"

"So? Just because you can't sell anymore don't mean we aint a family, ya know?" He took another step closer, only a foot away from the other boy now, "you know who came and got me? Spot. Not even Spot wants to see you go"

"Davey-" Jack's voice sounded strained, "please, it's really for the best-"

"How? God, /please/ explain to me how exactly, is it for the best? Cause right now, Jack, ima be honest, I ain't seein' it!" He hated the way his voice cracked and how desperate he sounded, but he couldn't say he wasn’t.

He saw Jack sniff and a part of his angry resolve cracked, “Dave you’d hate me if you knew-”

“Doubtful, Jack-” David was cut off by the train whistle. His stomach dropped as Jack stiffened.

“That’s me,” he tried to take a step away, but David grabbed his arm and dragged him into a hug. He buried his face into Jack’s shoulder, lanky arms wrapped tight around his shoulders.

“Please don’t do this,” He begged, tears falling freely from his eyes now, “I- Jacky please, I-”

He was cut off by Jack, who pulled him impossibly closer, “I love you, Dave. I… I really, really love you,” he muttered into his neck, fingers gripping at the fabric of his vest.

Davey froze, shocked. Out of the things he expected Jack to say, that was Not It. He was so shocked, he barely even reacted when Jack pulled back.

“Jack..” he muttered, trying to find the words to say. His brain still hadn't caught up yet, and Jack was already backing away.

“Im… I’m sorry Dave-” then he was running, leaving David scared and desperate.

“Jack, Jack wait-!” he stepped forward, reaching out for him, only to be blocked by oncoming train goers as the final whistle blew. He stood staring at the train, where Jack had already disappeared in the midst of all the chaos. A tear slipped down his cheek and the train let off one final blow before it began chugging down the track. He caught sight of that oh so familiar mop of brown hair from the back window, and his heart broke in two.

Jack was gone, Davey…

“I love you too…”

Was too late.

[changarroo]

Sink or Swim // Hyunjin AU

after an accident happens to your cousin, you now had to pick up your little cousin from swim practice. but you never expected to meet Hyunjin who took your breath away from the moment you first meet him

a/n: hello everyone, so if you watch the Two Rooms with Hyunjin and Chan they talked about how they used to swim. and little old me was like “I USED TO SWIM! I USED TO GET THAT NERVOUS FEELING TO CHAN! I UNDERSTAND THIS” so i decided to make a swim au. enjoy.

word count: 2.5k

genre: fluffy swim au

pairing: hyunjin x reader 

Running out of your house and into your car you knew that you have overslept from your nap and was later to pick up your younger cousin from swim practice.

Normally your other cousin was practicing at would bring her there and back but since they were out of practice due to an injury your mother asked if you were available to pick up Lucy.

Once enter the swim facility you were met with a bunch of teams ranging from young children to teens your age.

You walked up to the view area to see if you could find your cousin, but no luck. With all of them wear swim caps it practically impossible to find someone.

Squinting your eyes and looking carefully you spotted a blue cap with your family's last name on it, so you knew where little Lucy was and where you could pick her open.

About ten minutes have passed and practice was done for the day. You saw your cousin Lucy get out of the pool with her fellow teammates and walked towards her stuff. So you decided to go down and meet up with her.

“Y/N! My dad told me that you’re going to start picking me up from swim practice because my sister is in the hospital right now is that true?!” she said running up to you.

“Yep, I guess you will be seeing more of me now,” you chucked giving her a hug back.

“Now go get changed your soaking wet,” you pushed her towards the locker room.

“Wait I have to go talk to my coach real quick, I’ll be right back,” Lucy said turning around and walking towards a tall male figure who looks to be your age.

Soon she returned with the coach walking with her.

Looking closer at him you notice how handsome he looked as well as his mole under his eye.

“Oh no,” you said softly to yourself “Why are you bring him here Lucy!”.

“Y/N this is one of my coaches Hyunjin, he on the same team as my sister so he already knows her”.

“Yeah, it’s protocol to meet the parents and or guardian if the student is under the age of 13” Hyunjin extended his hand out for a handshake. “Hyunjin,” he said with a smile.

“Y/N,” you replied back to him then letting go of his hand once it was over.

“So I’m sorry about your cousin's injury, everyone here misses her, except one person,” Hyunjin said moving his head to one of the team members.

“Well she is an amazing swimmer, hopefully, everything will be in her favor.” you set your hand on Lucy's shoulder as your notice her getting a bit emotional.

“Hey Lucy, don’t cry,” Hyunjin bent down to be the same height as Lucy “she will be back and stronger then, and who knows maybe you can out swim her now”.

A small chuckled left Lucy mouth and then a smile grew.

“Come on getting change, we have to go meet our family for dinner,” you said pushing her softly towards the locker room. “Umm, you’re really goods with kids I see”.

“Yeah, they are so much fun to be around plus I put so much into the swimming I wanted to share that passion with them,” Hyunjin looked at you and smile at your compliment.

“It really pays off Lucy talks about how much she loves swim not because of her sister but also because of the people here”.

“Well I’m glad that she loves it, I have to go get to practice but I’ll see you when you come to pick up Luck,” Hyunjin waved goodbye before meeting up with his fellow teammates.

“I’m ready Y/N!” with a smile on her face and her swim bag on her shoulder you wrapped your arms around your little cousin before exiting the swim facility.

The day had passed and went throughout the day just like you normally would.

School, Home, Nap.

But again you had a lot to long of a nap, “DANG IT IM LATE AGAIN” you said running out of your house and into the car.

“I’m here, I’m here, why is no one here,” you said looking around at an empty swimming pool.

“I swear if there no one here and I rushed out of my house for no reason I will scream”.

“Hey Y/N,” someone said from behind you.

Probably jumping about three feet in the air you notice that Hyunjin was standing behind you.

“Hey be careful,”  he quickly helps you catch your balance.

Once again your face to face with Hyunjin, looking at him directly into his eyes.

The whole world could have continued while you were looking at his eyes.

“Umm,” once you got your balance back you quickly looked away. “So where is everyone?” you asked still trying not to look at him.

“Um, they are in the main building having a small party. One of the head coaches is leaving so everyone is there for a farewell party”.

“Wow that nice of everyone, they must really love that coach”.

“Yeah, he been with the team since I was small,” Hyunjin said looking down at the ground rubbing his neck.

“That sweet,,, why are you not celebrating with them?” you asked noticing that you two were the only ones at the pool.

“I wanted to get in a few laps before my team practice officially began I want to try to cut down my 200 IM time to an official AA time”.

“Ummm what now?” your face show your confusion once he said that.

“Okay, well you know how swim has four main events”.

Shaking your hand no, hyunjin proceeded to try another method. He grabs your hand and brought you closer to the pool.

“You may want to stand back until I’m in the water” Hyunjin placed his hand on your shoulder.

He got onto the block and jumped into the water. “Okay so with swim we have 5 main events freestyle, backstroke, breaststroke, butterfly, and IM. So an IM is a combination of all four main events. So this pool is a 25-meter pool for a 200 IM I have to swim back and further with each event 8 times. Do you want an example? I can do a 100 which is me swimming 4 laps?”

“Yeah sure” you hopped onto the block and sat crisscrossed.

Watching Hyunjin swim was something, you never saw someone so fast in the water.

About two minutes passed before Hyunjin was back swimming in front of you. “So yeah that was what an IM is,” he said swimming towards the pool lane and holding onto it.

“Wow you are really fast, you could probably beat me in a race cause I can’t swim like you”.

“Well, I can always teach you? I am a coach, it's my job to teach people”.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” you said looking at him with a smile.

“Hey Y/N,” Lucy said walking over to you.

Coming as a surprise you almost fell off of the block.

“Um I’m ready when you are to go,” she said looking over at the two of you before walking towards the exit.

“Um,” you moved a piece of your hair behind your ear “I just this is goodbye again”.

“Yeah, I guess” Hyunjin hopped out of the pool and quickly got his towel.

“Wait for Y/N, before you go, I would really like to hang out with you again, what we just did was fun even though you basically just watched me swim for a whole two minutes”.

“I would like that” you look into his eye and smiled at him.

The two of you exchanged phone numbers and so you were on your way.

“So are you and Hyunjin a thing now?” Lucy asked fastening her seatbelt.

“What no we are just two people who are hanging out,” you tried to shift the conversation in a different direction but that backfired on you.

“Y/N you don’t have to lie to me, I see the way that the two of you look at each other. I may be young but I’m not stupid”.

“And I’m not calling you stupid, I just don’t know if Hyunjin feels the same way that I feel about him”.

“And that is?”.

“You know every time I look at him the world around us just stops, it’s cheesy okay I give it but I don't know may he don’t feel anything towards me. I could be overreacting”.

Getting home you received a friendly text message from Hyunjin.

[Hyunjin 17:50] hey are you busy right now?

You got up from studying and jumped around your room. You could feel your heart break-in out of your chest. Jumping onto your bed you opening the messaging app and replied to him.

[You 17:53] no not really just doing some calc homework.

Placing your phone on your chest and closing your eyes, you dreamt of the moment that you had with Hyunjin earlier that day.

A vibration from your phone soon awoken you from your little daydream

[Hyunjin 17:58] aw that’s sound horrible, but I know that you're smart enough to finish it :)

Cue our internally screaming for the next couple of minutes.

You couldn’t believe your eyes.

Your phone vibrated again but this time it was for a FaceTime call.

Looking down at yourself you notice how you looked like a complete bum.

There no way you could show this show of your life to Hyunjin.

You quickly ran to your closet and got your gray cardigan, removed your huge oversized hoodie and placed the cardigan over your tank top. You ran your fingers through your hair for a bit before FINAL answer the call.

“Hey Y/N,” he said over the phone.

“Hyunjin hi, what do I owe the honor of you calling me?” you laughed softly at your reply.

“I just wanted to see and talk to you that’s all. And I also wanted to see if you wanted to go swimming with me tomorrow? Since they’re no classes at school and the pool is close maybe we could hang out” he smiles softly wondering what your reply was going to be.

“Yeah, I would like that a lot”.

“Cool I’ll pick you up tomorrow then,” Hyunjin said showing a huge smile on his face

“I guess you will” returning a smile back at him.

“Wait to stay still”

“Wait why?”

“Cause I wanna take a screenshot of you smiling, it’s cute”.

“Hyunjin? Did you just call me cute?” a subtle blush suddenly appeared on your face.

For the rest of the night, the two of you continued facetime each other to God know what time.

It was definitely late since once you walked out of your room to get a glass of water, all of the lights in your house were off.

But you returned to your call with Hyunjin and finally ended it once Hyunjin saw you doze off for a couple of minutes.

The morning finally arrives and you didn’t know what to expect.

You packed your swimsuit as well as an extra outfit to wear after into your backpack.

But there was also a weird feeling in your stomach like you were so excited to hang out with Hyunjin today, but your nerves weren’t allowing you to eat, you felt dizzy, and need to be near a restroom (just in case).

The doorbell rang and you quickly grab a couple of essentials before heading towards the front door.

“Hyunjin hi,” opening the door to a friendly face you were excited to see.

“Hey Y/N are you ready?”

“Yeah, everything is set”.

You locked the door behind you before grabbing Hyunjin’s hand and following him to his car.

He kindly opened the door for you and you hopped right in.

“Do you want to pick the song?” he asked handing you the aux cord.

“Umm sure why not,” receiving the cord and plugging it into your phone you then proceeded to pick a song.

“Oh let’s go picnic by george right?” he asked looking at you.

Smiling and shaking your head yes you were surprised that someone like him knows this song.

“Oh once we arrive near the destination you have to close your eyes, life after we park that’s all”.

“You're not going to abandon me are you?” you sneakingly said to him.

“Shh,” he looked over to you and grabbed your hand “I’m not exposing all of my secrets”.

“Hyunjin what do you have planned?!” you said with a scared tone in your voice.

He just smiled and continued to look at the road in from the front of you. The rest of the car ride the two of you continued to talk, laugh, and sing along to whatever song seems to play. It was a perfect car ride and you didn’t want it to end.

“Hyunjin where are we?” looking around at the scenery around you seeing trees surrounding the two of you for miles.

“Just trust me you're going to love it,” he said turning the car.

Quickly he unbelted his seatbelt and run to your side of the car. “Here” he held his hand out and as you grabbed it you felt a sense of excitement that was about to happen.

The two of you walked hand and hand deep into the forest not knowing what allied before you.

“Okay,” Hyunjin walked behind you and set his hands over your eyes, “We are almost there Y/N trust me”.

“I trust you Hyunjin”

Walking closer to the area you heard a rushing waterfall but you thought that couldn’t be a waterfall, we are in the middle of a forest.

Your whole body was filled with goosebumps wondering where in the world Hyunjin brought you too.

“Okay ready 3..2..1”.

Opening your eyes you were taking away from the beautiful spring before you. It looks like a picture taken out of a storybook.

“Hyunjin,” you turned around and faced him with tears forming in your eyes. You never met a guy who would go out of his way to make one day so perfect. He singing with him in the car from bringing you to the springs. How did you get so lucky to meet someone like him?

“Y/N, you don't have to say anything. I know there was something special about you since the first time when I saw you. I'm so glad that you came to pick up Lucy while your cousin out due to an injury. I just I’m trying to say is that I like you, I like you a lot” he placed his forehead on your looking into your eyes once again.

“Y/N,,, can I kiss you”.

A simple nod came from you and the two of closed the gap that was between.

His soft lips on yours felt like heaven on earth and insured you that Hyunjin was all your.

“Hey you know you still owe me a swimming lesson if I’m correct?” giggling after the kiss you were reminded of the little deal the two of you made.

“I’ll teach you later, I wanna kiss you again,” Hyunjin pulled you close and kissed you once again.

[myvelouri]

I need to be really open

Right now I'm about to post totally openly and it's going to beong because my night was long

So I was at the bar and the girl buddy I wrote about who didn't remember me, who used to remember me when she ran into me back then... Yeah she didn't remember me and it hurt my feelings really badly. Look, it just did, okay? I don't forget people I've had coffee with under funny circumstances and people uve bonded with. She used to support my depression and all that and was totally into me back then as she's the one who told me I have awesome hair and always wanted to tell me

Yeah that was her back then, just fucking only 3 years ago, it's not even that long, let alone I texted her just a few months ago

My heart breaks a bit. And she was there with a buddy of mine. I didn't know he'd be there. I felt so hurt by that? Because I thought me and her were hella cool... We used to text jokes about this guy in a class. I just can't believe you'd forget me

I can't

Especially since she thought I was attractive AND THEN we had a bonding moment over coffee one day

I'm so hurt, I can't explain it, I don't know if it's okay for me to feel this way, I don't know if it's wrong to feel this way. .. I'm just very HURT and it makes me want to cry, I'm not crying, but it feels like it and I just... I don't understand and I can't shake the awkwardness. I met her and she still didn't remember me. I had to explain to her who I was and it felt so unnatural

I still feel woozy about that! I hated that! I did! My buddy told me she said to him "I think I know that guy" REALLY?! Bro it's not like me and her were acquaintances. Omfg. We were seen together plenty times

WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO FEEL? It's not like I was trying to fuck her or anything, I just felt like it was a special connection when I met her. Not that we were close but she was one of those rare open people and thought we'd never forget each other

It makes me a little sick to my stomach, as in, just feeling, I don't know why, and to know she didn't want to hang with me but hung out with Eric... I'm just so confused!! I can't do this right now! Not right now! Too much, it's too much right now!

Okay so I was outside at the bar very sad and slum. I got to the bar and ordered another drink. The waitress there, the one that hates me, she was here so I tried to be nice and asked "how are you doing?" And she ignored me, and I said her name, kaeton, I was like, "kaeton??" And she still ignored me. Suffice it to say my heart felt even more hurt. The more and more I try to give myself, the more and more I'm being shut down..

I just wanted to die at that point

So I went outside to write to myself with my new beer

Suddenly a fight is happening. I interject cause they came my way, two dudes and the small one is toast. So I help the big one out and say yo, here come here, chill, and I tried to sit them down. And then the big one pushed me as if I'm an enemy and said "NAH GET OUT OF MY WAY, HES MY NEPHEW" and I said BRO CHILL, IM HERE TO HELP, ON YOUR SIDE. And later he apologized to me saying he's sorry he was like that and that it indeed was his nephew who was causing the scene. I said I know they man, I wanted to stop you guys from tumbling over people. He was cool man. We talked afterwards. No problem at all. Chill dude. Infact the waitress that hates me? I am pretty sure she gave him her number. Doesn't matter

So guess what? Another fight breaks out from that. Again came my way. I saw the two bartender guys that work there. Casey and Calvin. I know them somewhat. I'm a regular at this bar bro. And I see this dude pushing Calvin around and I got so upset that I went up and stopped him, grabbed him by the neck (the drunk douche) and said nah, chill, you're out bro and he started calling me "what? YOU FAG, YOU FUCKING GAY FAGGOT" because of the way I look. And I was quick to remark about his dumbass appearance about his glasses and cap combo. And he kept going but my skinny ass was able to push him out the door. And I bumped into Sam, my other favorite waitress there who I've slowly gotten close to. I'll tell you more about that. She was a bit frazzled by it all. And I accidentally made her drop drinks on herself as she was trying to serve someone else but that's cause I was getting angry and talking mad shit back to this douche bag I was pushing out by the neck. And Casey, not Calvin, but Casey, pushed me out of that grip and I understood, to let go and let the people working here take care of it. I didn't mean to be bad. I was just upset seeing one of the workers here that I like being pushed around so rough. It wasn't okay. And like. Yeah

So when I came back to the outside, lots of people came up to me. Some said wow, wtf happenened, we saw, you were involved and we were like WTF

Others, like Eric saw it and then he left cause he said he didn't want to see drunkards brawling. In my heart I thought, wow, Eric, I wasn't, I was pushing him out because the drunkard was ALREADY hitting the wait staff.

Anyway, other people came up to me and told me "wow bro when he called you a fag? Dude nah I almost ran in there and knocked him out, I'm surprised you didn't, he called you a fag so many times" and I said "yeah I was getting to that point but Casey stopped me"

Um, girls started looking at me and smiling at me. I don't know why but girls thought it was attractive that I pushed out a douche bag out of the bar, whilst being called a fag and horrible names. Idk man.

A lot of people came up to me. I didn't even realize everyone was watching. To me it lasted a second. To everyone else telling me about it, they said it lasted a good 6 minutes straight

Jesus

Okay so I went to Steve's house with Ronnie and Hector. Love these dudes. Steve is hella old but he's awesome. We smoked and drank. We got hungry so me, Ronnie and Hector went to whataburger. We ate and suddenly Sam, the waitress from the bar came over and scared me..I was HOLY SHIT WTF HOW

she said she was driving and saw us so she came in to eat with us. Ugh sam is so cute. She's been so hot this entire time. She's the one who I accidentally spilled a bit of beer on as she was trying to serve it, remember? And so after that happened, I went up to her and said "hey, I'm sorry I spilled that on you, Sam" and she was so surprised I was like this (it's just me) and she was like "omg you're so sweet" and was like "no it's fine" so fast forward to whataburger. Ya man. Hector left and Ronnie left. It was just me and Sam. And the guy working at Whataburger was trying to fuck sam. Poor guy, bless his heart, he has a crush on Sam, and, you know, she just doesn't like him. So she told me to help her sneak out when he isn't looking. And I did lol. So me and her started talking a lot outside. And the dude comes out and says to her "hey Sam, I'm about to smoke a cigarette, wanna join me?" Literally has balls trying to cock block ME. I MEAN, I wasn't trying to fuck Sam, I'm just saying to HIM it looked like I was kinda with her and had been with her a while alone, so for him to come up, was ballsy. Like bro, you for real?

She brushed him off. And she looked at me and said "come on" and I asked her "Bro why are you acting like he has a chance?!" And she said she has to because she comes here to eat often at nights hahaha. I said okay, totally understandable hahahaha

And then she told me, I grew on her. She's seen me many nights and has seen who I am. And she finally sees the real me. She said she appreciates me and wants to hang out and stuff. I was surprised. I felt appreciated greatly. Especially after such an awful night. Which is still affecting me. I don't know how Jenny forgot me. I can't believe I was trying to call her Emily at first. Awful. It was an accident, not that she heard me. But, wow, she didn't remember me at all.

It hurts still... Because that means I've gotten so so ugly to the point where girls who used to think I was hot as fuck don't even recognize me anymore (that's how ugly and different I've gotten physically) oh no I'm gonna cry. I can't take it

The end of tonight was good! Why can't I accept that!

I'm actually tearing up

This is so awful

What is wrong with me

[overwatchworks]

McGenji college/highschool au (whatever you prefer) thank you

Jesse jabbed one of his friends in the rib lightly as he made a catcall to Hanzo Shimada as they were walking down the hall to get to their third block of the day.

“Have a little class partner…” He muttered, Joseph scoffing and instead shouting to the older Shimada.

“You look amazing today, as usual Shimada! Wanna go out with me?”

Hanzo continued walking like nothing had happened, eyes trained ahead of him and head moving minutely to some beat.

“Dude, he’s got earbuds in…”

“Goddammit. I’ll just try again next time.” Joseph sighed, then a smirk grew across his features.

“You don’t want me on the bad side of Shimada ‘cause you like the younger one, yeah?”

“You’re never gonna know.” Jesse huffed, crossing his arms over his chest and sticking his nose in the air. His friends all snorted and laughed, not believing it for a second.

“Look at the blush he’s got!” Lance chuckled, Jesse glaring at him with no real heat behind it. 

Everyone in the entire school knew that Jesse McCree and Genji Shimada had an unspoken thing between one another, but it was still all up to speculation since neither had confirmed the suspicions or done anything more than tease some flirting every now and then across the halls to one another.

“There’s no way you two aren’t fucking already. No way.” Harper muttered with a shake of his head, shoving Jesse and smirking.

“He’s not just some object, an’ for your information, I have a more respect for folks than that. So watch your mouth, Harp.” Jesse snapped, Harper raising his hands placidly.

“In denial are we?”

“In your dreams.”

“Shit, there he is with his gang of girlies! Getting everyone hyped for the game tonight, huh?”

“Please, everyone and their cousin’s goldfish are going to be at the game tonight. The final match between us and Talon? Who hasn’t been preparing for this game for a month?”

“You better not let us down Jesse, Akande isn’t that good.”

“Well, when your put up against a hulking, ripped hunk of man meat trained in various martial arts from Nigeria, you come to me an’ we’ll talk then.” Jesse laughed, his friends all joining in. 

He slowed when he passed the girls on the drill team and Genji, eyeing the latter for a moment as an idea sprung into his head.

“Y’all go ahead, I got somethin’ I gotta take care of.” He told his friends, getting snickers out of all of them.

“Gonna finally kiss him?”

“Get on outta here, I’ll tell you later.”

The group complied as Jesse waved them off, running a hand through his hair as he approached Genji. The younger Shimada glanced over at him, eyes lined in gold that matched the blue and silver dance uniforms, the Overwatch school crest and eagle mascot in gold on their arms.

“Well well well, if it isn’t the star of the show? You gonna get us a win tonight Mr. Basketball King?” Genji quipped in a bright tone, eyes narrowing and hands going to his hips. The tight, leathery material of his pants clung to his legs and ass wonderfully, though Jesse didn’t stare for too long.

“I’ll try my damndest. The Talon Panthers are just a piece of work, ‘specially with their new guy on the team.”

“Mhm, Akande Ogundumu. I’ve heard lots about him. I still think we have a very good chance though.” Genji hummed, giving Jesse a very obvious once over to emphasize the implications of his statement.

“Confident enough to bet on it?” Jesse asked, leaning his forearm on the wall next to Genji’s head as he got the man’s full attention.

“A bet hm?”

“Yeah.”

“Well how about this…If you lose, you have to profess your undying love to me in the middle of the hallway on our way to lunch. In poetry form.” Genji offered with a smirk, Jesse making a face.

“Oooh…I hope you know that I’m mighty good at poetry sweetpea.”

“Then I’ll expect a good profession.”

“That sure we’re gonna lose?”

“No, but have you seen Akande? He’s built like a brick shithouse.”

“Eh, I can take ‘im. So…What about if we win?” Jesse inquired, leaning closer as Genji looked up at him with a playfully thoughtful expression.

“Hmmm~ let’s see…You don’t have to shout poetry in the hallway.”

“Yeesh, that ain’t gonna do at all sugar. How ‘bout I get to kiss you if we win?” Jesse gave in counter offer, leaning in close enough to almost brush noses with Genji, voice dropping to a murmur.

“You play a dirty game Mister McCree. But I accept.”

“For you darlin’, I’ll play as dirty as I need to.” Jesse told him with a wink, turning around and throwing some finger guns in Genji’s direction.

“See ya at the game, then. Good luck ladies and gentleman! You’re gonna rock it durin’ halftime!” Jesse called, all the girls cheering and waving at him, wishing him luck as well. Genji watched him go with a smug little smirk, Jesse hurrying off to his next class, waving to at least five people he knew as he passed and giving the others a smile.~“Alright boys, you know the drill. Don’t let the Panther’s new guy scare you, he’s just another player, one that can be beat just like the rest of us. Get out there and kick some ass, give them a good game. Fight hard and stay focused, and we’ll have this game over and won in no time. Go Eagles!” Coach Morrison shouted, the basketball team echoing him and cheering. Jesse clapped his teammates on the back, getting handshakes and light punches from them, everyone excited and ready to play.

“Yo, Jess!”

“What’s up Jensen? Gettin’ nervous?”

“I mean, yeah. It’s the biggest game of the year! And the Panthers are unbeaten…”

“Ah, so what? Just get out there, give ‘em a damn good fight, an’ make sure you have a good time while you’re at it. Don’t worry rookie, ya got this.” Jesse teased, rubbing his hand through the freshman’s hair and effectively mussing it. Jensen was the only freshman on the varsity basketball team, so of course he was nervous at having to play against the single hardest high school team there was.

“Yeah…Yeah we’ll win this for sure!”

“That’s it! Come on, game starts in five.”

“McCree!”

“Yeah, coach?”

“Get up here, you’ll lead the team out!”

“Aye aye captain!”

Jesse jogged to the front of the team, everyone looking good in their blue uniforms with gold eagles on the front, shorts and tank tops lined in silver.

“Alright boys. Knock ‘em dead!”

The team cheered again, Jesse leading the way out into the gym at a slow jog. The wave of cheers hit him as soon as the doors opened, the stands overflowing, everyone screaming and waving posters, banners, flags, and streamers. Student’s faces were painted silver and blue, everyone dressed in school spirit making the stands look like rippling water. 

The cheerleaders and drill team were all on their feet just outside the front row where they were set up, the girls all waving their pompoms with ribbons in their hair. Genji of course stood out a mile away with his shock of green hair, Jesse’s eye drawn to him as they passed and giving him a wink. He was smacked with a borrowed pompom in return, a smile growing on his face as they went onto the court. 

Cheers then went up from the opposite side of the gym, the Talon Panthers section of students wearing black and red to support their team as they ran out onto the court next. Jesse still couldn’t believe the size of Akande as the teams lined up to face one another, everyone with stony and focused expressions as the coaches shook hands. Coach Morrison shook Coach Reyes’ hand with more force than strictly necessary, the Panther’s coach smirking and at ease.

“Good luck, Eagles. You’re gonna need it.” Reyes told them, Morrison narrowing his eyes as he responded.

“Right back at you, Panthers.”

The Talon drill team and cheerleaders all jumped up and down, yelling along with their peers, Jesse noticing a particularly pretty one with long black hair and one with a half shaved head, hair dyed purple at the ends. He’d heard Genji complain about the long haired one, the Shimada always pissed off at all the natural grace she had in competitions just because she did ballet too. 

The referees came onto the court, and the teams got into position, everyone cheering as the ball was tossed into the air and the game started. Akande leapt into the air faster than a snake to snatch away the ball before Jesse could reach it, automatically driving left and speeding towards the basket. The Talon fans all screamed in joy, the Eagles’ shouting encouragement. Jesse was right next to him the whole way, jumping up to block his shot and forcing him to pass to another player. 

Now cheers went up from the Overwatch section as the Eagles took possession of the ball, only to have it stolen away again. Jesse ran back and forth, keeping a close eye on Akande and trying to shove him a bit as he was passed the ball. Akande caught the basketball anyways, dribbling it to the Eagle’s side and able to get past Jesse’s defense this time, the net swooshing as the basket was made.

“Hm. You’re not bad…But you’re not good either.” Akande muttered to Jesse with a smirk, Jesse narrowing his eyes and pushing his hair back.

“You keep on tellin’ yourself that, partner. You’re goin’ down.”

“We’ll see about that.”

Jesse glared at him before they went to reset, the ball immediately flying in his direction. Akande snapped his hand out and caught it again before Jesse could, but he didn’t get far. Jesse took it back and cut around him, hearing screams from the fans as he sprinted down the court and made a shot. It went in smoothly, and was a two-pointer too. He turned to Akande at that, raising a brow with a devilish grin and jogging back to his team. 

The first half went by in what felt like seconds to Jesse, but he was panting and sweating by the time the refs called a break. The Panthers were up by three points-courtesy of Akande in the last few seconds of course-but it was nice to see him just as worn as Jesse was. They’d been neck and neck almost the whole time, and it was tense on both sides. 

Jesse jogged to the sidelines to get some water, fist bumping his teammates as he went. The crowd was cheering as usual, everyone waving their banners and streamers flying everywhere. Jesse sat down gratefully, snatching up a water bottle and gulping down its contents as the drill team and cheerleaders went out onto the court for their performance.

Music started up as they all ran into their formations, the drill team taking the spotlight, heads down and backs to the audience. Their hands were behind their heads, hips jutted out to the side and Jesse couldn’t help but watch one of them in particular as they shifted to the beat of the song. The cheerleaders did flips in the background as the drill team spun to face the crowd, all smiles and narrowed eyes as they walked forward as one unit. 

They then threw their arms in the air, spinning and dropping down into a squat, backs arched and rolling their torsos. The cheerleaders then did flips in a diamond around them, the drill team straightening and moving closer to one another, surrounding on particular green haired dancer. Arms went around him, only one little bounce being warning before Genji was thrown into the air, spinning and twirling as the crowd went absolutely nuts. He of course nailed the landing, a huge grin on his face as they walked forward to the beat again in a triangular formation. 

Their feet moved and the girls all dropped down in a wave, a few in the front all the way to the back, hair flipping in an arc as they raised their heads again. They moved like one, cheerleaders joining the drill team as they bent down again, hips moving now in a full body roll. They circled one another, dancing to the beat and being more than a little suggestive in their movements, but of course they were killing it. 

The music started to fade, everyone striking a pose before Genji went out to the front, pushing his hair away from his face and death dropping effortlessly, arms out by his head. Everyone screamed and cheered, Jesse able to pick out Hanzo’s voice in particular over all the others rooting for his little brother. 

He shouted along with the rest of the crowd, whistling and clapping enthusiastically as the drill team and cheerleaders bowed. They went back to their previous spots, breathing heavily but all of then smiling broadly. Half time was on the retreat, people running to grab concessions real quick as the Talon cheer team did a few chants and dances for their audience. 

Jesse eyed Akande on the other side of the court, finding his opponent was doing the exact same thing back to him. So Jesse shot him some finger guns, tongue sticking out slightly through his smirk. Akande seemed to be amused by it, and he shook his head before looking away. The whistle then blew for the second half of the game to commence and Jesse hopped up, grinning to his teammates.

“We got this y’all.”

He went onto the court, this time faster than Akande in taking the basketball first and driving it down to Talon’s basket. Akande blocked his shot, so Jesse passed it to Jensen, the freshman panicking a bit before going for the shot. It bounced off the rim, the crowd screaming as one of the Panther players was able to grab it. He didn’t go far, Tyler able to fight it back and pass it to Jesse again. It was passed to Jensen for another try, and this time, the ball went in. Everyone went nuts, Jesse clapping the freshman on the back as Jensen grinned.

“See? Ya got nothin’ ta worry ‘bout.”

“Yeah!”

They lined up again, the Panthers running down the court with the ball, then trying to pass to Akande. Jesse threw himself in front of the ball, somehow managing to keep his feet beneath him as he dribbled his way past the Panthers. He passed, sprinted, blocked, grimaced when the Panthers scored a basket, cheered with the crowd when the Eagles made their shots, and it was the last minute of the game when the score finally tied up 25-25. 

Both teams played extremely defensively, Jesse more focused on just keeping the ball away from their basket than anything, but the seconds were ticking down. He glanced to the Eagles section of the audience, seeing everyone on the edge of their seats, still screaming encouragements. Genji was bouncing up and down with the cheerleaders, eyes meeting Jesse’s when he looked over. Jesse winked, then figured he may as well make a last ditch effort because dammit all, he wanted to kiss Genji Shimada. He ran in and took the ball from one of the Panthers, sprinting down the court and hearing everyone counting down with the timer.

“Nine! Eight! Seven! Six!”

Jesse dodged two players coming at him, jumping up and letting the ball slip off his fingers, into the air and—

“Three! Two! On—YEAAAAHHHH!!!”

The swoosh of the net was completely and utterly drowned out by the enthusiasm of the crowd, everyone screaming and throwing blue and silver streamers. Jesse threw his arms into the air and cheered as his team completely swarmed him, everyone jumping up and down and slapping one another on the back, yelling with the crowd. They were ushered into a line to shake hands with the other team, Jesse grinning and congratulating them on an amazing game. Akande gave him a smile and shook his hand firmly.

“Good shot. You played well.”

“Hey, you too man. I almost thought we weren’t gonna make it, you’re so good.” Jesse replied with heart, Akande ducking his head in a little bow of acknowledgement. 

When the niceties were over and everyone had been properly congratulated, Jesse went back towards the stands to grab a towel, everyone pushing their way towards him. He was sweaty and gross, but had earned what he was about to go for, if he could find who he was looking for. Green hair showed itself, and Jesse grinned, pushing his way to Genji and taking his arm.

“Heya darlin’.” He practically shouted, Genji grinning and eyes widening as Jesse leaned in and crushed their lips together. 

He thought that the crowd couldn’t have been louder than they had been when he’d shot that last basket, but he was so wrong. There was an explosion of screams and cheers as Genji melted into him, Jesse’s hand going up to rest on Genji’s neck and tilting his head, lips moving languidly against each other. Jesse had never kissed anyone quite like Genji; addictive, sweet, expressive, everything he had ever dreamed of and more. 

When they broke off, Jesse stayed nose to nose with Genji, both staring at one another in mild shock and excitement. Genji then laughed, clear and beautiful, pressing in for another kiss.

“Well done Jesse. You win this one.” Genji whispered against his lips, Jesse grinning and pecking him again. He could definitely get used to this.~~

[moonliikeyou]

Can I Have This Dance? (I)

Ship: Jaebum x Reader

Word Count: 1397

Genre: Fluff

Summary:  Single parent!AU. Jaebum is a busy single father who always seems to be late picking up his daughter from dance class. You’re his daughter’s beloved dance teacher who really doesn’t mind. (1/?)

The sky was dark and it had been for hours, even though was just barely past seven. Maybe that was why, you decided, you felt so tired as you dismissed your last class of the day. It must’ve been the short winter days messing with your perception of time. Either that or you were just too old now to keep up with the kids you thought. You were just a couple years out of college, but as you watched a tiny horde of little girls all sprint into the arms of their parents when all you wanted to do was go home, curl up on your couch and watch Netflix, being too old seemed like a definite possibility.

You chuckled to yourself as you turned around to collect your things, mentally queuing up which shows you planned on binging. It was then that you saw her reflected in the dance studio’s large mirror — a straggler. She sat on the far end of the room, cross-legged and leaning against the wall. In her lap was a book, a school book. Her pencils and pens already laid strewn across the floor around her. She hadn’t even bothered taking off her ballet slippers. You sighed.

“Hani,” you said, your mouth twisting into a frown. You walked toward her slowly. “You could at least look to see if he’s here before making yourself at home.”

“He’s not,” she said matter-of-factly. She didn’t once look away from her book, pencil scratching away. How a six (and a half, she’d always remind you) year old could sound so resigned, you didn’t know. “You always tell me when Daddy comes, Miss Y/N.”

“But he could’ve been,” you insist as you sit beside her. “And then it wouldn’t have been very nice for you to make your daddy wait while you pick up all your things.”

“But he’s not.” She turned her head to the side to smile up at you. “‘Sides, I like spending extra time with you, Miss Y/N.”

You smiled softly at Hani as she returned to her homework. It had been like this for months now, her dad not showing up on time. When Hani first started taking classes at the studio, it was right after school. Usually, she’d get dropped off with one of her classmates but it was always her Uncle Youngjae that picked her up and took her out for ice cream after. It was their own little ritual and Hani seemed to love it. She’d run to her uncle, he’d swing her in his arms and you’d be able to hear their cheerful laughter all the way down the block.

A few months ago, though, someone’s schedule changed. Maybe it was Youngjae’s, maybe it was Hani’s dad, but either way, Hani was transferred to the evening class and a new ritual began. One with you and Hani this time, sitting on the studio floor. Sometimes, like that night, you’d help her with her homework. Or maybe you’d read with her, or she’d watch you dance. You’d always end up talking, though, about anything and everything a six and a half year old could think of. Like just how tiny and fluffy Uncle Youngjae’s dog was, or how pretty her friend Stephanie’s new doll was or how hilarious was when Uncle Jinyoung chased Uncle Yugy around the house for eating his food when it was really Uncle Mark all along. Hani, ever the conversationalist, always found a way to make the time fly.  You wondered to yourself if it was because she was so used to needing to.

You were halfway through helping Hani with her double digit addition when you heard the familiar tinkling of the bells attached to the front door. You glanced up at the wall clock. Barely 7:15. Huh.

“Looks like he’s early,” you said, giving Hani a little nudge. The young girl giggled.

 “Hi, sorry,” a familiar voice started. He sounded just a little out of breath, like always. It always seemed he ran all the way there and that was why he was late, even though you knew the idea was ludicrous. “I’m looking for—”

Gina, the receptionist, cut him off. She told him, like she did every Thursday, where Hani was. The exact same place she’d been the Thursday before, and the one before that.

“Right, sorry.” He said, and you could almost hear him gulp. A small smile spread on your lips as you pictured the nervous nod he no doubt gave before the sound of his footsteps growing closer broke your reverie.

Hani, for her part, was already halfway done packing her things. She always did that, jumped into action the very moment she heard her father arrive. “Daddy!” she squealed, running to her father as he stepped into the room. She threw herself into his arms and, her father, not missing a beat, picked her up effortlessly. “Daddy, we had such a fun class today! Miss Y/N taught us a new part to our dance for the recital and oooh-oooh put me down so I can show you, Daddy!”

He laughed a warm laughed that echoed through the empty dance studio. You smiled just a little bit wider without meaning to. “Maybe later, princess,” he said, setting Hani back down on the ground. “Go get your things. I think we’ve taken up enough of your very, very nice teacher’s time.”

“Okay, Daddy!” Hani said, cheerful as ever as she bounded off to collect her belongings.

“I hope she wasn’t too much trouble,” Hani’s father. His eyes had followed his daughter to the corner where her bag but now they met your own.   

“She never is, Mr. Im.” You smiled and have your head a small shake. “Hani’s one of my favorite students. She’s a natural.”

Hani had reappeared, bag in tow, and was now beaming at the compliment down below you. She smiled first at you, who returned the gesture, and then at her father. He glanced at Hani and flashed her a smile before returning his attention to you. At this, Hani pouted.

“Jaebum,” he said. Your brows furrowed slightly in confusion, the name hanging in the air. Jaebum licked his lips before continuing. “I cause you so much trouble; that must at least earn you the right to call me by my first name.”

“Jaebum,” you repeated, slowly, almost experimentally. Like you needed wrap your mind around it, around the idea of being on a first name basis with Hani’s father. It didn’t seem like the best idea, maybe it was even a little dangerous, blurring a few lines that should stay thick and solid and thoroughly uncrossed. But you liked the way Jaebum’s name sounded falling from your lips. The way he grinned, wider than he had all night, you thought maybe he might too. “Alright then, Jaebum, I will see you and Hani next week.”

He paused for just a moment too long before replying and it felt like hours. He licked his lips again. You could tell he wanted to say something, but he remained silent. Hani reached up to grab her father’s hand. She tugged on it with a whine.

“Daddy, let’s go. I want to show you my new dance moves as soon as we get home!”

“Oh. Right.” Jaebum said, breaking away from his stupor. He looked down at his daughter. His grip tightened slightly to squeeze her tiny hand. “Don’t forget to say goodbye to your teacher.”

“Bye, Miss Y/N!” Hani said brightly. She waved at you with her free hand, attempting to drag her father way using the other. “C’mon, Daddy!”

“Bye, Hani,” You laughed. “You should hurry up, Jaebum. Those were some pretty awesome moves we learned today.”

Jaebum nodded and began walking backwards, letting Hani lead the way but his eyes lingered on you. “See you next week,” he said before turning to follow her properly. She immediately launched into a story about her day, one she told you earlier. You followed Jaebum and Hani out of the room and watched them as they made their way to the front door. Jaebum smiled at his daughter, small and soft as she enthusiastically recounted the silly thing her friend Lily had done at lunch. The sight of the two of them made your heart flutter.

Next week, you reminded yourself. They’d be back again next week.

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Like A Caffeine Rush (Pt. 2)

m e m b e r : LEE JIHOON ;; 

g e n r e : fLUFF ofc <3

 w o r d c o u n t : 1.7k

 i n t r o : A good looking barista who made the best Iced Americano and a pretty law student who spent her time drowning in books in his cafe, a love that blossomed over a cup of coffee. Will they eventually grow to love each other, especially when they have feelings for each other that felt like a caffeine rush?

a / n : ahhh!! i’m sorry this took long, but here you go! i promise i’ll post regularly, i’m working on the requests now, so please be patient! thanks everyone, please like and reblog if you liked it <3

“Wait, so you’re telling me, you have something going on with the school’s hottie barista, Lee Jihoon?!” Your best friend freaked out at the lunch table, causing a few stares. “Okay, you need to shut, UP!” You said, pushing her back down on her seat. “How the hell- Then again I’m not surprised. You’re a hottie yourself, and you visit his café everyday. It was bound to happen. Everyone knows.”

You looked at her, eyes wide open. “What did you mean by that?” It was you turn to freak out now. Your best friend put a spoonful of her salad in her mouth, “Well, we can all see Jihoon staring at you from the counter and you always day-dreaming in his direction.” Seems like your little crush wasn’t really that little and hidden after all.

Still in shock, you felt someone slide strawberry milk infront of you. You looked up and saw Jihoon, his face was tense and he was like his usual self. “Here’s some strawberry milk, don’t starve.” He smirked when you raised your eyebrow. “Don’t worry Mr. Hottie, I am well fed by you looking like a snack.” Jihoon blushed at your words and you guys shared eye contact for awhile before your best friend squeaked.

“Are you serious?! Right in front of my salad?!”

Class was pretty boring, but the butterflies in your stomach just kept you alive and smiling foolishly to yourself. As soon as class ended, you walked down the hallways to the lockers before heading to café and you saw the waitress, Cheryl. She stopped you in your tracks, “How did last night go?” You smiled and told her everything, including his kiss on your cheek.

“Ah, Jihoon knew how to hit it off well. Lucky you!” She smiled before waving you goodbye. You continued walking to your locker and put all your unnecessary books in the locker, touching up on your makeup and perfume. “Hey! Iced Americano!” You turned around to see Jihoon. He was wearing a sweater, bag slinged on one shoulder.

You smiled and as you were going to close your locker, someone closed it for you. “Hi princess.” You looked at the who it was and turns out, it was your childhood friend, Daniel. “Oh my gosh! Daniel! It’s been so long!” You jumped to hug him, in which he returned. You guys pulled away afterawhile and he smiled, so did you.

“Are you officially enrolled here?” You squeaked and he nodded before you smiled even wider. “Now, I’ll never be away from my princess!” You guys laughed and you remembered Jihoon. “Oh! Listen, I’ll catch up soon. I have to go study at the café.” He nodded, “By the way, Tiffany stays in the same block as you.” You smiled, the three of you were inseperable when you guys were young before Tiffany moved away when you guys were in middle school, with Daniel following towards the end of high school.

Although you guys always texted in the group chat, Daniel and Tiffany got together officially 2 summers back, and you are happy for the both of them. “It feels nice that we’re reunited again. I should see if I can room with Tiff but, catch up later.” Daniel nodded before you guys separated and you walking to Jihoon.

“Hi Coffee Prince! Sorry to keep you-“ “Who was that? Princess?” Jihoon looked at you with a semi-pissed and semi-upset face, was he jealous? You laughed at his jealous face, “That was my childhood friend, we grew up together before he moved away a few years ago. I was shocked to see him.”

“But why princess? Are you guys together?” You shook your head, “When we were young, I used to be the only girl at the playground so I was the princess and he was my servant! The name always stuck though.” He nodded before returning to silence. I smiled quietly, “You’re my prince though.”

You mumbled quietly but he heard it, cheeks flushed red and walking into the café counter. “I’m going to go first.” I nodded and Cheryl just smiled at Jihoon walking away and looked at you. “Get a room you two.” You laughed and walked to take a seat as usual, before ordering an Iced Americano.

You were studying for the past few hours and as the sky grew darker, the lesser the amount of people in the café. You looked up to see the Council President sitting infront of the counter, a few tables from you. You always knew she was beautiful, but she really looked like a goddess.

You see Jihoon take off his apron and leave the counter with 2 drinks. You guys made eye contact, and you feel blood flush to your cheeks as he approached. Unfortunately, he was stopped by the Council President, Adriana, I think it was her name.

She smiled at him and said something, winking to him and sliding a piece of paper to him. Jihoon looked at her, and you were 100% sure her was going to sit down with her and ditch you. Instead, he picked up the piece of paper, crushing it emotionlessly and walking towards you. You gasped and the shock on her face was pretty evident and you could see Cheryl laughing from your side eye.

“Jihoon! Why did you do that?” You asked, quietly in shock. He calmly pulled a chair nearby to your table and sitting down, giving you the drink before sipping his own. “That? She acted like a whore, throwing herself on me and giving me her number. She’s too easy.”  Your eyes widened at what he said and your stomach churned.

Too easy? Of course, with his godly looks, any girl would pounce on him the chance they get. Was he just with you for the challenge because you were different? You were deep in over-thinking before he snapped you back to reality.

“Stop it.” He said, sternly, sipping on his drink. You raised a brow, confused. “You’re over-thinking. I’m not with you because you are hard to get. I genuinely like you.” It was as if he read your mind and you sighed before it got to you, WAIT WHAT?! He liked you? Did he just confess?

“I’m going to leave if you stare in blank air.” You apologized and he watched over youstudying for your next major test. “Do you need a ride back?” He asked, breaking the silence and you looked up to him, eyes batting. “Is that fine with you or is it inconvenient?” He shook his head gently, smirking.

 “I would gladly send you home every night, and only I should be able to do that.” You blushed to his possessiveness, this man will be the end of you.  You nodded silently, “So it’s settle, I’m sending you home everyday.” Before you could disagree, he stood up and walked back to the counter.

If only he knew how crazy he drove you.

Before you knew it, the café closed and you were the only one left. You packed everything into a bag and grabbed a cloth to help wipe down the tables. “Hey. That’s my job!” Cheryl shouted cheerfully form the counter, both of you breaking out in laughter, while you continued wiping the table down.

“You are unbelievable. First, you took away my son, now you’re robbing me of my jobs? I’m going to faint!” She says, the back of her hand on her forehead, as if she’s fainting. Jihoon walked out of the kitchen, looking at the both of us and our ridiculous antics. I wondered how stupid we looked.

The both of you laughed before continuing, and soon, Cheryl left, leaving you to wait by the door for Jihoon. “Ready?” He asked and you took a sharp breath. He looked so bloody good in his black shit, grey jacket and grey sweats. You nodded and followed behind him to his car.

The ride was silent, not awkward but pleasant and the music made up for it. Halfway through the ride, He put his free hand on your thigh, and would occasionally squeeze it. It was almost as if he was reassuring you that he was there, by your side.

He pulled into the parking lot and snatched your mountain of books from you before alighting, and you followed. He easily carried the books with one hand, but you were not surprised, considering his relatively buff arms. You ran next to him, and slid your hands in it and he took a sharp breath before interlocking it.

You guys walked sweetly to your dorm, but were stopped on the way by Daniel. “Daniel? Are you a girl now, why are you here?” You guys laughed and you were about to hug him, before Jihoon tightened his grip, making you stay by his side. Daniel looked down at your hands and nodded, smirking. He was about to say something before someone ran up to him.

“Babe! Here you go! Sorry I forgot.” You opened your eyes and the both of your squeaked. “Tiffany! It has been long.” You both chirped away, before you remembered Jihoon being there. “Oh, catch up next time okay? I’ll try to ask if they let me room with you.” She nodded, before she grabbed Daniel’s hand and walking away, you doing the same.

The walk back was silent again, definitely not uncomfortable though. Holding hands sweetly, and as usual he came in to put your books on your table. “Thank you, for sending me home again.” You smiled and he just rolled your eyes. “This is the last time you’re going to thank me for sending you home, because I’m going to do this all the time.”

You guys shared eye contact, breaking into giggles. “But really, Thank you.” You said once more, Jihoon sighed. “That’s it.” He swept you off your feet and threw you on your bed, you squealing. “Stop it silly!” He kept tickling you, but you cut him off by pulling him into a kiss.

The kiss was gentle, but passionate. You both pulled away shortly after, catching your breaths. He held your face against his palm, “Finally, I have the whole universe in my palms.” You blushed and swatted his hand away, him laughing.

He pulled you into a hug, chin resting on the top of your head. “You are mine, do you hear me? You are my princess, and only mine to love. I’m selfish, but I want you all to myself, you hear me?” You blushed, hiding in his chest before nodding.

Part 1 — Part 2

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If I’m Lucky - Ch.2`You

Member: Ten (NCT) Word Count: 1,459 Genre: ????? A/N im in me mum’s car beep beep -Admin Ay Warnings: profanity

Ch.1`Ten ~ Ch.2`You ~ Ch.3`Ten  ~ Ch.4`You ~ Ch.5`Ten

  “Is everything alright?”

  A policeman asked as he stood next to a tall boy who seemed to be out of breath from running. The two boys nodded to each other, it seeming as if they knew each other.

  You hummed indifferently, all of your attention on the boy that saved you. He had many piercings in his ears, and his frame was petite, opposite of his taller friend. Judging from how he last reacted to being called little though, he didn’t like it being pointed out.

  “Yeah, they didn’t put up much of a fight, thank God. I was a little scared.” The boy chuckled as he addressed both his friend and the officer. He held a charismatic front, but his smile and the way he was before contradicted, intriguing you. Sure, people could act fake, but the way this boy did it was so well crafted that it made him seem genuine.

   The officer nodded, strolling back to wherever he was dragged from.

   “So, what’s your name?” The tall friend asked, eyebrow quirked.

   “Y/N,” you answered, “And you?” You reflected his facial expression back to him.

   “I’m Johnny.”

   Johnny smiled as he extended his arm towards you. Half-heartedly, you grabbed his hand and shook it. Johnny seemed really nice, but the shorter guy next to you was taking most of your attention.

   “Who are you?” You quickly turned towards the man in question.

   He smirked, “My name is Ten.” Unlike Johnny, Ten had made no movement to try and greet you. His hands were shoved into his pockets, only deciding to nod towards you. This was probably the second time his personality had changed in front of you. The viciousness towards the two thugs, the charm towards the officer, and the aloofness towards you were subtly different. You would have to squint in order to see it.

   It was sort of hot.

  You could feel Johnny’s judging eyes digging into your soul, making you feel very self-conscious about they way you were looking Ten up and down. Now was not the time to check out the mysterious stranger that saved you from a couple of thugs, anyway. You pulled your phone out of your pocket to check the time.

  “Shit, I’m gonna be late for my lecture. Thanks for the help, Ten, Johnny.”

  “Ah, so are you a student at NCT University? We were actually on our way to our classes too.”

   You tilted your head slightly. You don’t remember seeing the two boys around campus before. NCT University was fairly big though, so it didn’t really surprise you that you have not crossed paths.

   “Oh, cool. But I’m like...really late so I’m gonna have to hurry. See you guys around, bye!”

   As much as you would have liked to casually stroll to campus with Ten and Johnny, you also skipped your past two classes and you didn’t really want to get behind. The teacher was also one of those asses that actually checked attendance and took points for not being there. Before you could break down on the spot about the inevitable failure of your classes and life in result, you pivoted from the two boys towards the direction of your university and power-walked away.

   “Dude, how much you wanna bet she was into you?”

   “Shut up.”

   You nearly choked when you caught wind of what Johnny had said, probably thinking that you were too far out of range to hear him. You could only imagine the aggressive way Johnny nudged Ten as he wiggled his eyebrows in your direction. God, were you that obvious?

   You had managed to make it to your first class, and the rest of your day had been pretty uneventful besides the few times you had spotted Ten’s familiar frame around campus. Most of your classes were usually bland, but something about today’s had you restless. Sitting down had started to become severely unappealing as time went on. Rather than staying in your shared apartment and being surrounded by your loud roommates and becoming more irritated than you already were, you decided to go on a walk.  

   The sun had well set and the area was unusually quiet for a college neighborhood. On any other night the streets would be littered with drunken students with the sounds of screaming and loud-enough-to-turn-you-deaf music pulsing in the background. Instead, trashbags blew in the wind accompanied with the occasional passing of a car. Any other person would be unsettled by the change in scenery but you couldn’t help but sigh in contentment with it all. It felt good to take a break from the predictable and stress-inducing lifestyle that school brought on.

   You started to get tired of walking and spotted a convenience store across the street. You looked both ways before crossing, and thought you had seen Ten round the corner. It was strange how much he occupied your thoughts now. Had it been the day before, he probably would have just been categorized as another blurred face in your brain, insignificant in your everyday life.

   As you walked out of the store with a bottle of soda and a bag of chips (which you thought was overpriced considering that you felt the chips only filled up about a third of the bag) in hand, you decided to sit on a nearby bench as you ate. Nothing really went through your head as you munched on your snacks. You observed your reflection in the window of an antique shop opposite of you since there wasn’t much else to look at.

   You quickly finished your bag of chips and soda, leaving you with no other reason to stay. You groaned as you picked yourself up from the bench. It took a lot to keep from just curling up and closing your eyes on the side of the street to bask in the sweet solitude of the night. However, you knew better than to stay defenseless in the dark remembering what had happened earlier in the morning.

   While trudging back to your flat you ran over the events of your day. The day started off with you positively sleeping through five of your alarms after your good night’s two hour sleep, causing you to skip out on your usual large breakfast of a hot cup of black tea and half of a bagel. On top of your healthy amount of sleep and food intake that would definitely have lasted you throughout your lectures, you were cornered by two large men that just would not leave you alone. The only positive events that had happened in the course of 24 hours were the start of a new season of your favorite show, Ten, treating yourself to a milkshake from McDonalds, Ten, and having a relatively light amount of work being assigned to you for the day. Oh, and meeting Ten.

   “Ow, jeez.”

   You were knocked, literally, out of your thoughts as you bumped into a man’s figure rounding the corner. It took a moment for you to ground yourself and for your eyes to focus, but when you did, it didn’t take you long to realize who it was you ran into.

   “Shit, Johnny? I’m sorry!”

   “Y/N? Hey! Why are you out so late?”

   You smiled at Johnny’s familiar face, thankful that you hadn’t managed to run into trouble once again today.

   “Didn’t feel like staying inside. I just got back from the convenience store. How about you? Not getting into anything illegal are we?” You smirked as you nudged Johnny in the ribs.

   “Nah, I was about to go to the store too,” Johnny chuckled.

   “Ah, well go ahead. I’m on my way back to my apartment.”

   “I’ll walk you back.”

   “It’s literally a block away, chill. I know I’m pretty but don’t get obsessed.”

   Johnny laughed again. Johnny humored your teasing and appeared to be a pretty nice guy.  So this was the type of people Ten surrounded himself with.

   “Fine, but if you get snatched off the streets it isn’t my fault. Let’s exchange numbers just in case something happens.” Johnny poked back at you, dragging out the “just” for emphasis.

   “Haha, sure bud,” you unlocked your phone and handed it to Johnny to put his number in, “I trust you enough to not fuck with anything.” After taking longer than expected to enter his contact information in, he handed it back, winking.

   “I also put Ten’s number in there just in case you need it,” Johnny said, once again dragging out the “just”. Wiggling his fingers in some form of a wave, Johnny skipped away, uselessly long legs and all.

   You huffed.

   “Trust revoked, bitch!”

   All you could hear was the wheezing of the brunette as you stomped back home.

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Soulmate AU! Wanna One Lai Guan Lin

✽ featuring: guanlin, seonho

✽ genre: fluff, angst (verbal bullying)

✽ word count: 2490 words

✽ summary: the clock ticked as you sat alone, alienating yourself from the others. what you didn’t know was that your glowing timer was nearing its last few seconds, but there was no one in sight.

you have a pretty common way to track your soulmate

the little glowing timer on your wrist indicated the days, hours, minutes, and seconds left to finding your soulmate

compared to others, yours seemed to be longer and a bit faulty

you’ve heard stories from your friends with the same trait, as they tell you their love story and basically becoming high school sweethearts

sometimes your clock would just disappear from time to time when the timer hasn’t even reached zero yet

which made you a bit sceptical

but either way, you graduated high school without meeting your soulmate

you lowkey felt a bit left out

nah girl you were jealous af

and you entered this really prestigious college since you didn’t have to worry about relationship problems during your finals and focused on studying

none of your close friends made it into the same school as you, except seonho, who was your classmate in your graduating class

after finding out you two were going to the same school, you two became really close friends

by the time you entered college, it was an entire different experience from high school

you all had to live in your own dorms, cook your own food and do your laundry

so you only got to see your family on the weekends, and you spend majority of your time with friends

in this case seonho

seonho decided to major in art & design, while you majored in business management

you two only had math class together, which was really fun since you two sat together

but in other classes you were separated from him, so you had to socialise with others

in your business class, you were assigned to do a group project with two students

everyone began to scramble around class, looking for their own group

you looked around class, and spotted a generally quiet boy wearing a hoodie sitting at the back of class, spinning his pen on his index finger while staring outside of the window

what the, he’s so beautiful

since you were also quiet in class, you wanted to rally up all the quiet people in class so you all wouldn’t feel excluded

keeping your eyes on the boy, you stood up, dragging back your chair with a loud screech

“hey, y/n! want to join us?”

you looked in front, to see 2 girls waving their hands to you

you nodded, and began gathering your textbook and a pen

little did you know, the mysterious boy was looking at you as you smiled to the girls and walked up to them

he exhaled, and he eventually got his own group as well

when you sat down with the girls, you 3 began discussing project ideas, but somehow lead to them inviting you to a fraternity party that was held in 2 weeks time

you agreed, obviously, where else would you go to meet new people?

after that, you began hanging out with these girls and their friends, spending less and less time with seonho

your schedules didn’t really match up anyway

after joining the basketball team, he would always be practicing

one day after school, you were on the way to a small café with the group of girls when you walked past the basketball court

seonho was with his friends on the court, and they were having a break

you exclaimed seonho’s name from behind the fence

where he turned to you and smiled

you two exchanged finger guns and clicked your tongue at the same time

as you were messing with him from a distance, you noticed the same mysterious boy from your business management class standing beside him, staring at you in awe

when you bid your goodbyes and began walking away, you turned back one more time 

you saw seonho wrapping his arm around the boy’s shoulder and began cheekily teasing him, which made the boy’s face turn bright red

he also plastered this really joyful gummy smile on his face, you couldn’t help to smile

he’s so cute

you weren’t expecting a boy with such a cold exterior to be so soft!!

but either way, you decided to shake the feeling off once more

while catching up to the girls, you lifted your sleeve to look at your wrist

you haven’t even bothered to look at it for the past few weeks due to your hectic schedule

to your surprise, your timer would reach 0 in less than 2 weeks time

you assumed you would officially meet your soulmate at the fraternity party and you couldn’t stop yourself from imagining the love story scene that your high school friends always depicted

sparks would fly as your eyes made contact, the minutes would feel like hours to you, every brush of skin contact would make your heart flutter

for the rest of the weeks, you began preparing yourself for the night of your life

on the evening of the frat party, you sat on your dorm bed and fixed your bracelet on

even though you had barely any sleep the previous night, you still managed to plaster a joyful face 

it was approximately 10 minutes to the start of the party

it wouldn’t be that bad to be fashionably late now would i?

you ran over to the bathroom to check your hair once more, and you took a glance at your wrist

1:21:09

you took a deep breath and began fixing on your heels

however, you felt a vibration from your purse

you took it out to see a message from seonho

“y/n, do not go to the frat party. trust me.”

you stared at the phone in confusion

“what? why?”

“please, y/n just don’t go. i’m serious.”

you rolled your eyes and angrily texted him back, fingers tapping as your face boiled hot

“look seonho, tonight, i’m going to meet my soulmate. i’m not losing this chance.”

as you hit send, you shoved your phone back into your purse

you heard another vibration, but you decided to ignore it

how stupid can you be? to waste this chance? hell no.

you stomped out of the room and slammed the door behind you

once you reached the door of the fraternity house that the party was held at, you took a deep breath

blaring music could be heard from a block away, and you could see silhouettes of people dancing the night away

you could hear the endless chatter of people, and one of them inside is your soulmate

you look at your wrist once more, which was hidden behind the jewels of your bracelet

0:44:01

i’m not going to let seonho ruin my night. it’s just a party. he’s such a mom. 

you swung open the door, only to be greeted by a crowd of unfamiliar faces

the smell of alcohol and different scents of perfume wafted past your nostrils, which literally made you want to sneeze

you shoved your way through the crowd of drunkards and party-harders, trying desperately to find a familiar face

you decided to ask someone where your group of friends were

the stranger smiled deviously, asking to offer you a drink instead

you rejected his offer and quickly paced away upstairs

im not dealing with that shit

once you arrived upstairs, you could hear the faint murmuring from a lighted room

the door of the mysterious room was left slightly ajar

when you got closer, you could hear the group of girls that you always hung out with talking

you decided not to enter, but eavesdrop instead

“we only let her be in our group cause she scores consistent good grades in business. then all of a sudden, she just starts clinging onto us. she’s so desperate,” you heard one of the girls say

your eyes widen in shock

a faint chill ran down your spine

are they talking about.. me?

“yah, y/n’s weird. when she wants to hang out, lets just say we’re all busy or something. shes so extra,” you heard another one say

all the girls began giggling, and you felt your heart sink 

your breathing became shallower and faster

you could feel a lump swelling in your throat

you began running to the stairs with your hand covering your mouth

i want to get out. i want to leave. 

as you reached the bottom of the stairs, you accidentally bumped into a tall burly figure

“fuck sorry.. i’m sorry..” you said with your shaky voice

you didn’t even bother looking up at him, you just ran

you sprinted out of the frat house and to the nearby deserted bus stop

you didn’t expect anyone to be there anyway, it was literally 12am at night and bus routes have ended

you wiped the dripping mascara off your face as you just sat there

you lifted your bracelet to see the timer at about to reach 0

0:00:03

you spun your head around

0:00:02

no one was around

0:00:01

you felt yourself drifting away and soon, your vision turned to black

whilst in your fainting spell, you managed to make out a phrase said by a presence next to you

“y/n.. i’m sorry i’m late,”

the next thing you know, you woke up to an alarm set next to you

what? i don’t have an alarm.

you shot up from what was thought to be your bed

the bed had some kind of, cologne smell on it?

you looked around in your surroundings

it looked like your dorm, but it’s not?

you looked down, only to see a pink sweater on you

i don’t have a pink sweater.. but its comfy tho

you quickly looked for your belongings, which were nicely placed on the bedside table

where am i???????

the door shot open, only to see the mysterious boy you knew from business class in an.. apron

you got shocked obviously, accidentally hitting your head on the top bunk while jumping upwards

you fell backwards onto the bed with a shout

“shit oh my god y/n are you okay??”

he quickly ran over to you and sat down next to you

you sat back up, gripping the bruise on your forehead

“y/n let me see please,”

you turned your head towards him, only to be inches away from his face as his hands softly took yours

you inched backwards in response, which kind of sent him the message

“uhh, what’s your name?”

he shot backwards and scratched the back of his neck, face turning bright pink as his pupils shifted

“shit what am i doing.. i’m so sorry. i’m lai guan lin. from your business management class,”

oh, its the beautiful guy. he’s still beautiful tho

“hello, well can you explain to me what happened? and why i am here?” you asked, rubbing your bruise which made you flinch as you attempted to soothe it

he moved backwards a bit

“well um, the frat party kind of went wrong.. and seonho sent me to get you,”

he looked away

ah, seonho. i have to thank him.

“well, thank you for helping me out last night. and, for the sweater, its comfy”

you began to play around with the sweater, not noticing he actually got really flustered about it

“h-hold on for a moment y/n,” he said as he exited the room

you lied back onto the bed, and lifted the sleeve of the sweater

the timer is at 0

i hope its not that weird guy that asked to get me a drink yesterday or some shit. or..

your eyes widen

you looked back onto the bed

you literally realised where you were

girl you’re slow

you were in

guanlin’s room???????????

just as you began freaking out again, guanlin entered back into the room with a first aid kit and a cup of coffee

“oh, please relax. i slept on the couch last night, and my dorm-mates all spent the night at the frat house, they probably won’t be home for another 3 hours”

he sat down next to you once again

“can i treat your bruise?”

you nodded in response

he began spreading ointments on your forehead and rubbing it with his thumb

you glanced upwards, only to see his sleeve sliding backwards onto his forearm, revealing a set of numbers glowing on his wrist

0:00:00

you started blushing

w-what if he’s..

“i’m done,” he says as he retracted from you

he stood up, carrying the first aid kit with him

“you can rest for a few more hours if you would like, unless you want to return back to your dorm. i’ll be more than happy to-”

“guanlin,” you said, standing up

fuck, i’m so short.

“y-yeah?” he said, clearly intimidated despite you being a literal head or two shorter than he is

“you’re my soulmate, right?”

your tone seemed firm, and you kept your eyes on him

he looked around the room, obviously flustered 

he twiddled his thumbs behind his back

“u-uh;; i guess..???imeanicamelaterthanthetimeri’msosorryicouldn’tcometoyousoonermaybeimnotevenyoursoulmatebutistillloveyouthoooo ahahahhaahha”

you just stared at him as he continued stammering

once he stopped he quickly headed towards the door

“welp goodbye have a nice rest y/n”

before he could reach for the doorknob, you already attacked his back with a koala hug, forcing him to piggyback you

you dug your head deeper into his warm neck, allowing you to smell his shampoo

“y-y/n..”

“no, i’m not letting go. i’ve been searching for so long,”

“y/n, i won’t leave you. ever. but right now, my back needs a rest,” he laughed

you laughed in response as well, allowing him to gently let you down

once he turned to face you, he opened his arms, allowing you to fit perfectly into the gap made just for you

it was like you two were meant to be awwww

you let go a little, leaving enough space for you to look up into his loving eyes

he ran his hand through your hair, admiring every single little thing of yours

“y/n, i love you so much,”

you tiptoed and pecked his cheek, making him blush a darker shade of red

“i may have the same feelings as you,” you said as you gazed into his eyes

your relationship after that is legit goals!!

you stopped hanging out with the mean girls >:(

you would wait for him after his practices and seonho would third-wheel

you two had to take care of him like yall were babysitting

and without seonho, you two wouldn’t be the same

enjoys going to amusement parks with you, spoiling you bahaha

yall would buy couple stuff, and seonho would insist on getting it too (my god this boy)

you two still love him tho 

during business management classes, you would stick to him and ignore the girls

would buy you coffee before classes

what a great healthy rs

✽ hope you enjoyed this one as well <3

✽ requests are open!

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Crutches (SB.)

A/N: I feel like this is bad, so I’m sorry, but I’ve had no motivation to write. Fucking writer’s block messes with you, seriously I wrote a really dramatic version of my friends story about a girl losing er flip flop to try and inspire myself and it did not work.Also, I was about half way through proof reading this when I got bored and just stopped.

Requested: (I combined two because I’m just that lazy... and uninspired)

 @gingergremlin: Hey, could you do a Sirius x reader (or one of the other marauders) when the reader gets injured in a quidditch match and can't walk without crutches. during one of the marauders pranks or something one one or both breaks. Then because Sirius feels bad he said he will carry her until she is better. You can't workout the ending 😊Sorry if the request is long, pa love your writing 💜💜

@huflerin: Im not sure if you do requests, but if you do I was wondering if you could do a young sirius black x hufflepuf/slytherin reader (like harry but hufflepuff insted of gryffindor) thats a girl. Please, and if you do it thank you.

Pairing: Young!Sirius Black x Hufflepuff!reader

Word Count: 2161

Warnings: Swearing, injuries

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Quidditch was by far the most popular wizarding sport in Europe, which meant you either played it or you watched it, but everybody loved it. I was a player and a damn good one as my friends put it. Being able to get on a broom and play the sport was one of favourite things to do. I loved the rush from diving down and pulling back up at the last second or the wind blowing the hair out of my face as I flew along side my friends. As soon as I had gotten to Hogwarts, I tried out for the team. It wasn’t until my third year when I finally made it, alongside my friend, James Potter. He was a chaser for Gryffindor and I was a beater for Hufflepuff. My friends always told me that I was a beater because I had a bit of a temper and that I acted a bit more like I should be in Slytherin instead of Hufflepuff. Now, in our sixth year, we were still playing and James was currently the Gryffindor captain. This meant that the celebratory post-win parties were three times as big, loud and long, as he and Sirius had them planned out days in advance.

 Today was game day, Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff (a.k.a. The game that James and I get really competitive in, as we both want to win just so we could brag about it to the other) Lily and I had just entered the Great Hall to have breakfast. Entering the hall, we immediately spotted the Marauders being their usual loud selves. James was already dressed in his red and gold uniform, as I was in my yellow and black one. He waved when he saw me.  

 “Oi, Y/L/N! Ready for today?” He called. He always called me by my last name when we were on the pitch. I guessed he was already in that set of mind as he had his snitch out and he was tossing it around more than usual.

 “Oi, Potter! Aren’t chasers supposed to go after the quaffle?”

 “Shut up.” He laughed as Lily and I sat next to Remus and Peter on the other side of the bench. That’s when I realized that there was one person missing.

 “Um, where’s Sirius?”

 “Oh, you will never guess what your lovely little boyfriend did this morning.” Said James.

 “What? Did he do something stupid? Is he in detention?”

 “No, nothing like that. He actually managed to convince Minnie to let him be the announcer for today’s game.”

“No way! How the fuck did he manage to do that? I never would have thought he would be allowed anywhere near that microphone.”

 “I don’t know. The only time I’ve seen him today was when he told me and then he ran off to get ready or something.”

 “Okay then.” I said, still confused as to why Professor McGonagall would let Sirius Black have access to a microphone at an event the entire school would be attending. There was no use in questioning the boys, as they clearly didn’t know anything. I continued to eat breakfast although I didn’t have very much. I always felt a little off before a game.

 An hour later, I was mounting my broom in the middle of the pitch, mentally preparing myself for that would be starting in a few seconds. I looked across from me at the Gryffindor team and caught James’ eye. He was staring me and mouthing “You’re going down” with a smile on his face. I smiled back and flipped him off while keeping my hand close to me, so that a professor wouldn’t see. He chuckled and turned his attention back to the quaffle which was just about to be released.

 The game moved fast, which I was accustomed to, but today I still had these nerves in the pit of my stomach. This was unusual as they always disappeared the second I got on my broom. Now it felt as though the game was moving too fast. I didn’t even remember that the voice announcing everything that was happening belonged to Sirius until I saw a bludger go whizzing past the front of my broom.

 “Gryffindor beater, Johnson sends a bludger straight at Hufflepuff beater, Y/L/N! I don’t care if you're in my house, Johnson, I’ll break your neck if you try to hurt my girlfriend again!”

“Black!”

 “What? I’m just warning him Professor. It’s the polite thing to do.”

 I laughed along with the crowd and looked up in the direction of the stands to see Professor McGonagall glaring at Sirius, but not making him put the microphone down.

 I continued on flying and after fifteen minutes, the score is tied 50-50. The wind began to pick up and hair was getting blown in front of my face. I flew away from the action for a second to fix it. I drew out my wand and did a spell I had learned specifically for quidditch, knowing that it was impossible to fly while barely being able to see.

 After my hair was pulled up, I was about to fly back to where I could see the bludgers flying around when I tuned back into Sirius’ comments.

 “Abbott has the quaffle and is racing towards the goal posts! Potter’s right beside her, looking for his chance to take it from her! Here comes Johnson and he has hit a bludger at her… it worked! Distracted, Abbott has lost the quaffle to Potter! Merlin, that bludger was fast! No wonder it- Y/N WATCH OUT!”

 I had my back turned from the action, going after the second bludger that was going in the opposite direction. At Sirius’ shout, I turned my head and hit the one that he had been trying to warn me about. My arm came over my head, hitting the ball from above. I didn’t have enough time to aim and as my bat collided with the bludger, I knew it wasn’t going to help. The bludger began to go towards the ground, but hit the back of my broom on the way, causing it to break. Instead of going straight down, the ball’s path curved, sending it underneath my broom and hitting my right leg hard.

 My broken broom and I began spiraling down to the grass. One of my nearby teammates was quick and collided with me before I reached the ground. I unwrapped my hand from the handle of the broom, letting it fall and break into a couple more pieces. My teammate let me down onto the ground next to my broom. As soon as I got off his broom, I collapsed, not being able to stand on my leg.

 All of sudden, Madame Hooch was in front of me, Sirius right behind her. They started asking me if I was okay, but I was in too much pain to concentrate. I heard Madame Hooch say that my leg was broken and then I felt someone put a charm on me, so that I was incredibly light. Sirius grabbed my arm, pulling me up. He helped walk all the way from the pitch to the hospital wing. In the back of mind, I wondered what was going on back on the quidditch field. Would they find a backup beater and keep playing or would the game be postponed? Probably the former.

 Sirius helped me over to a bed and made sure I was comfortable before Madame Pomfrey came over and began to examine my leg. She told me that broken legs were easy to fix, but because of the way mine was bent and the place it was broken, she wouldn’t be able to fix it completely.

 “Now, there is something I can do here, but you will probably have to walk with crutches for a week or so.” She told me. Sirius looked very confused.

 “What are crutches?” He asked.

 “It’s a muggle thing, Padfoot. They help you walk when you do something to your leg.” I explained to him. Sirius still looked confused, but I was pretty sure he didn’t want to make me answer any more questions while I was in pain.

 Madame Pomfrey let me leave the hospital wing on crutches the next day. Sirius and the other marauders helped me carry my books from class to class, but after a few days of not doing much other than helping me get up and down the stairs, I could tell they were getting bored. I wasn’t surprised when I found them preparing a prank for a group of particularly nasty 7th years. Immediately, I wanted to be in on it. I may be a Hufflepuff, but that didn’t mean I was innocent.

 We were all in position for the prank. Sirius had made sure I wasn’t in the centre of the action, so I was now standing off to the side to watch after helping them prepare for it. As soon as the 7th years spotted me, they were suspicious. They walked up to me and starting questioning me as to why I was here.

 “Hey, Y/L/N, what are doing all alone?” One of them asked me.

 “Yeah, where’s your little boyfriend? He’s been following you around like a sad puppy ever since you got hurt.” Another said. Before I could answer, Sirius was out of his hiding spot and right by my side.

 “Leave her alone, guys.” He said, pulling me away from the group.

 “Come on, Black! Where are you going? We were only talking.”

 Just then, a bucket of powder fell from the ceiling, covering the boys in green powder. Sirius smiled at me and I laughed. They couldn’t see anything and started to trip over each other. A couple of the ended up on there asses while one who had been talking to us before pulled out his wand and started yelling.

 “That was you, Black, wasn’t it?! You and your friends?! You’re gonna regret that!” He yelled after us. Sirius just laughed at him until a hexes were shoot from the group, straight towards us. The first one missed us. A second one just about hit the face of Sirius’ head. Then a third spell was fired, but I could tell that it wasn’t just a simple hex, this was a curse. I tried to move, but the crutches prevented me from getting anywhere fast. I could see the spark aiming down and before I could do anything, it had hit my uninjured leg. I cried out in pain and just before I fell over, Sirius caught me. The curse stung my entire leg and I knew there was no way I could stand let alone walk right now.

 “What is going on here?!” I hear Professor McGonagall shout from behind us.

 No one says anything for a moment, knowing that we were all in hot water at the moment.

 “Well? Mr. Black? Would you care to explain why you are holding up Miss. Y/L/N?”

 “These blokes threw a curse at her! I don’t know what it was, but I don’t think she can stand.”

 “No, I can’t.” I interjected.

 “Are you in pain?” She asked.

 “A little bit.” I said quickly, trying to find a way to not have any pressure on my leg. It seemed impossible as I couldn’t really put much on the previously injured ones either. Sirius could see this and picked me up bridal style while trying to be conscious of how he was holding my newly damaged leg.

 Professor McGonagall put the boys in detention. They tried to defend themselves and blame Sirius and I for the powder, but Minnie didn’t pay attention to them and cleaned it up with a simple spell.

 “Now for you two. Although this is not the first time you’ve been involved in creating a mess like this, I’m sure it will be the last.” She gestured to my injury.

 “Absolutely, Professor. I can assure you, I’ll do anything to keep Y/N from getting hurt again.” Sirius said. I smiled up at him.

 “Good. Now, Mr. Black, could you please take Miss. Y/L/N to the hospital wing? I would give you detention, but I’m sure you’ll have your time taken up from helping her get around.”

 “Of course.” Sirius said and began to walk in the direction of the hospital wing.

 “Y/N, I’m so sorry, I should’ve-”

 “Sirius, it’s not your fault.”

“But I could’ve-”

 “Don’t do that, okay? I’m fine. I just can’t walk. Besides, it’ll all be worth it when the powder kicks in and they wake up tomorrow with green hair.”

 He laughed, “You know what’s even better? Minnie got rid of any evidence that it was us who did it.”

 “So other than my messed up leg, it was a pretty successful prank.”

 “Yeah, I guess it was.”

 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A/N: Sorry for the shitty ending😂but as I mentioned before, WRITER’S BLOCK. Anyway, send in requests and asked to be tagged.

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[[I’m gonna... take this time to put up a log kk had with eri this morning. this was rushedly formatted and it took me a bit to figure out how, so there might be some random < p > or something in there

PS: any formatting we did have from the discord got... erased so.... that sucks but you’ll get the point, even if they both get a bit, uh, runon? we tried to figure out a solution but right now i want to sacrifice quality for speed cause i need to sleep and we can fix it later if we really gotta]]

eridan | mags - Today at 7:37

so uh hey kar howwvve you been

Court (Kam) - Today at 7:42

HEY! NOT TERRIBLY TERRIBLE, IF I'M HONEST. IT'S NOT GETTING ANY COLDER, AND THE DRONES HAVEN'T CAUGHT US YET, SO THERE'S THAT.

eridan | mags - Today at 7:43

that doesnt relievve me all that much if im bein honest but alright i guess at least theres that just try and not get killed alright

Court (Kam) - Today at 7:43

HEY, WE'RE THINKING THE SAME THING HERE. I MEAN, I'M NOT RELIEVED AT ALL, BUT IF ANYTHING ELSE, I'VE STILL GOT MY LIFE, HAHA. FUCK, YOU KNOW I'M LITERALLY A FUGITIVE RIGHT? LIKE IF I WAS ON YOUR ALTERNIA, HOW LONG DO YOU THINK IT'D BE FOR A DRONE TO MATCH MY PROFILE UP IN THE DATABANKS AND SWOOP DOWN TO CARRY ME OFF IN ITS GRUBBY LITTLE CLAWS? LIKE I'LL TRY, BUT HEY. NO PROMISES.

eridan | mags - Today at 7:45

yeah ill nevver bring you to alternia thats for sure

Court (Kam) - Today at 7:45

I'M ACTUALLY KIND OF LOOKING FORWARD TO THE EARTH TRIP, HONESTLY. I'VE BEEN DOING "RESEARCH". IS IT TRUE THE SUN DOESN'T BURN YOUR SKIN THERE???? WHAT DO THE HUMANS DO AT NIGHT? IS IT TOO COLD, THEN, FOR THEM TO THRIVE? IS THAT WHEN THEY SLEEP, OR IS THAT WHEN THEY GET THE MOST OF THEIR WORK DONE?

eridan | mags - Today at 7:47

god you really are excited for it huh

Court (Kam) - Today at 7:48

FAR BE IT FROM ME TO SHOW ACTUAL EXCITEMENT, YOU KNOW. HEH. DEFINITELY, THOUGH. WHY SHOULD I NOT BE? I'M SPENDING TIME IN A NON-MURDEROUS PLACE WITH AN ACTUAL, HONEST TO GOD, NON-MURDEROUS FRIEND. LIKE HOLY ACTUAL FUCK, THAT DOESN'T HAPPEN OFTEN ENOUGH. EXCITED? EVERYTIME I THINK ABOUT IT I KIND OF JUST... THROW MY HANDS IN THE AIR. WHAT AM I GONNA DO? I GOT NO FUCKING CLUE. BUT IT'LL BE GOOD, I'M SURE.

eridan | mags - Today at 7:50

wwell good ill try my best to make it good for you so you get to havve a fuckin break for once but yeah its kinda flipped on earth wwhich i still cant get used to to be honest i havve the wworst sleepin problems the sun feels great there but i still cant bring myself to sleep normally at night

Court (Kam) - Today at 7:51

ALLOW ME TO SHOW A SMIDGEN OF CONCERN AND CARE FOR YOU BUT, HEY, I DON'T CARE IF WE DON'T EVEN LEAVE YOUR HIVE. I'LL RAID YOUR FOOD STORAGE BLOCK AND CRASH ON THE COUCH AND MAYBE WATCH YOU DO SHIT AND WE'LL BE GOOD. HELL, IT FEELS "GREAT"? CAN'T WAIT TO FIND OUT WHAT THAT FEELS LIKE. OUR SCHEDULES ARE KIND OF FLIPPED ANYWAYS, HONESTLY. WE TRAVEL DURING THE DAY A LOT, BECAUSE MOST TROLLS (ORPHANERS AND THE LIKE,) WON'T TRAVEL DURING DAY, SO WE GET A HEADSTART ON THEM. CAN'T OUTRUN THE DRONES THOUGH. MISERABLE EXCUSES FOR ORGANICS. JUST HAVE TO HOPE THEY DON'T CHASE US, DOESN'T SEEM LIKE IT SO FAR. I THINK WE LOST MOST OF THEM WHEN THEY RAIDED KANAYA'S HIVE AND RAZED IT TO THE GROUND? BACK WHEN I GOT MY SECOND CONCUSSION... OR FIRST, I'M NOT SURE, THAT PART IS KIND OF. BLURRY. IT WAS A LOT OF WAITING IN A DARK, WATERY CAVE. NO, SECOND, ACTUALLY. OR MAYBE, AN EXCARBATION OF THE FIRST, BECAUSE I GOT THAT ONE WHEN I GOT SLAMMED INTO A WALL BY A DRONE, EARLIER THAT... WEEK? LIKE THREE CYCLES BEFORE THE HIVE-RAZING, AND THEN I GOT HIT IN THE HEAD AGAIN WHEN WE WENT DOWN THE ROCKY WATER SLIDE OF DEATH WHEN THE DRONES ATTACKED THE HIVE. OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT. LIKE I SAID. BLURRY.

eridan | mags - Today at 7:56

ok this is a lot first off wwere absolutely gonna go outside and do cool shit ill showw you the city and stuff like theres this space needle that ivve honestly nevver been on evven though ivve been livvin here for a wwhile but you should see it its like a huge towwer wwhere you can see the entire city from its supposed to be real pretty but its also real pricey so i wwas nevver interested second howw the fuck do you evven travvel at day dont you get burns or anythin isnt that shit dangerous i mean yeah its dangerous already for you to travvel at night but like i dont knoww be safe ok readin shit like this makes me wwanna practise usin my rifle again honestly

Court (Kam) - Today at 7:59

IT WAS WORSE WHEN WE HAD TO TRAVEL THROUGH THE DESERT.

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:01

I BOUGHT REALLY NICE SUN GEAR BEFORE HAND, AND I ALREADY HAD MOST OF MY BLISTERS IN THE TWO-HOUR TREK TO TEMP'S HIVE BEFOREHAND. I GUESS, ONCE YOU BLISTER UP ENOUGH, YOUR SKIN GETS USED TO IT. THEN YOU JUST SWEAT TO DEATH. I'M STILL 99% SURE WE'VE ALL SHORTENED OUR LIFESPANS BY SOME DEGREE, THOUGH. UNFORTUNATE BUT COULDN'T BE HELPED. BURNS GET CAUSED BY THE CONTACT OF THE HEATSOURCE TO YOUR SKIN- IF YOU GET TOO HOT, YOU BAKE AND BLISTER UP BEFORE YOU ACTUALLY BURN, WITHOUT ACTUAL EXPOSURE TO THE RAYS OF THE SUN, LIKE WHEN YOU WEAR HEAT GEAR. WITHOUT IT, OH YEAH. HELL YEAH, YOU ABSOLUTELY BURN AND IT'S HORRIFIC, BUT WE'RE ALL PAST THAT POINT. WE'VE BEEN ON THE ROAD FOR.... ALMOST HALF A SWEEP? WE TRY TO FIND SHADE WHERE WE CAN. RIGHT NOW IT'S COLD AND PATCHY SNOW SOMETIMES, WHEN THE SUN ISN'T OUT. IT'S SOMEWHAT TOLERABLE THIS FAR NORTH, THE SUN I MEAN.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:06

howw the fuck are you not dead yet holy shit

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:06

TEMP REFERS TO ME AS A "BRICK WALL SHITHOUSE".

eridan | mags - Today at 8:06

pretty accurate can i ask you somethin though howw did all of this start the runnin i mean

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:15

I ACTUALLY PASSED OUT ONCE IN THE DESERT, WHILE WE WERE TRAVELING TO KANAYA'S HIVE, AND TEMP HAD TO CARRY ME. ALSO, YEAH. THIS IS TOP SECRET SHIT, OKAY?

eridan | mags - Today at 8:16

god

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:16

DON'T JUST GO TELLING THIS SHIT TO JUST ANYONE.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:16

i dont evven knoww wwho to tell honestly

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:16

I GUESS TEMP PINGED HER BATTLESHIP.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:16

they cant really do much wwith this information

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:17

GOT EVERYTHING. LOCATION COORDINATES, CABIN ROSTER, EVEN THE FUCKING MENU FOR THE FOOD LINE. ANNNDD I GUESS TEMP FIGURED OUT HIS ANCESTOR IS THE UNWILLING PILOT FOR THAT SHIP. OBVIOUSLY SHE DIDN'T LIKE THAT SOMEONE GOT THROUGH THE SECURITY ON HER SHIP. BUT BEFORE SHE DID ANYTHING, TEMP CAME TO ME, AND I NOT-SO-LIGHTLY SUGGESTED WE LEAVE TOWN. AS WE LEFT HIS HIVESTEM, WE SAW THE GAGGLE OF HIGHBLOODS IN UNIFORM FORCING ALL THE PSIONS THEY COULD FIND OUT OF EVERY BLOCK IN THE NEARBY VICINITY AND INTO CHAINS. TEMP DIDN'T THINK SHE WOULD BE THAT QUICK IN PINPOINTING HIS LOCATION BUT I FUCKING KNEW BETTER. ANYWAY, HE COULDN'T SIT WITH THE IDEA THAT HE'D CAUSED THESE THIRTY-SOMETHING PSIONIC TROLLS TO BECOME ENSLAVED OR TO REACH AN EARLY ASCENSION AND RITES OR WHATEVER, SO I BASICALLY WENT IN AND KNOCKED THE SHIT OUT OF SOME OF THE FUCKS, BROKE THE BINDINGS, AND JUST FUCKING RAN. BUT THEN THEY KNEW WHAT I LOOKED LIKE, SO WE WERE BOTH RUNNING FROM HER AND FROM THE LOCALS.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:23

so basically it wwas your mate bein a curious idiot that got you into this situation

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:23

WE WENT BACK TO MY HIVE, RAIDED MY SHIT, AND THEN WE CROSSED THE CITY IN THE SEWERS FOR THE DAY AND THEN HEADED OUT OF TOWN, STAYED AT A MOTEL FOR A FEW NIGHTS, AND HEADED OUT TO THE DESERT, AND THERE'S JUST A BUNCH OF BULLSHIT I'D RATHER NOT TALK ABOUT FROM THERE. IT'S MOSTLY BULLSHIT ABOUT THE COVERUP OF WHAT I'M DUBBING THE ANCESTRAL REVOLT AND THE WRONGFUL IMPRISONMENT AND SLAUGHTER OF THOSE WHO PARTICIPATED IN IT. TEMP'S JUST ALL WOUND UP BECAUSE HIS ANCESTOR IS STILL ALIVE AND SUFFERING AND GOD. I MEAN DIP'S ALL WELL AND GOOD, HE'S GOTTEN US OUT OF A FEW PICKLES SO FAR. BUT MESSAGES ARE SPARSE, AND IT WORRIES TEMP, I GUESS. BUT YEAH, BASICALLY.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:25

so wwhats your plan are you just gonna run forevver

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:26

DO YOU WANT THE LONG ANSWER OR THE SHORT ONE.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:26

givve me the long one im invvested

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:27

WE JUST RECENTLY LEARNED THAT SHE'S CALLING ALL THE PSIONS TO HER IN A CLASS-ACT LEVEL OF BULLSHIT, EVERY SINGLE!! FUCKING!! PSION!! INTERPLANETARY SHIPPING IS HALTED, SHE'S LAID SIEGE TO ALTERNIA ITSELF IF WE CAN'T GET THE RESOURCES WE NEED FROM OTHER PLANETS EFFECTIVELY. SHE'S REARRANGED THE CLASSES OF THE STELLAR-CLASS PSIONS AND BASICALLY RESTRUCTURED THE ENTIRE ALTERNIAN TRANSGALACTIC FLEET'S INFRASTRUCTURE JUST TO KEEP DIPSHIT ALIVE. SO RIGHT NOW, WE'RE SCRAMBLING TO GET THE MESSAGE OUT. ANYONE WITH POWER NEEDS TO GET OUT OF THEIR HIVES AND GET UNDERGROUND BEFORE THEY GET BROUGHT UP INTO THE STARS TO BE USED UP AND THROWN AWAY. SHE'S EVEN TAKING EGGS, IF DIPSHIT IS TO BE BELIEVED. NO PSIONICS ARE TO BE LEFT ON ALTERNIA, AND EVERYWHERE ELSE THEY'RE ABOUT TO BECOME A CLASS A SCARCE RESOURCE.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:29

wwho the fuck evven is that dipshit youre talkin about

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:29

WHICH MEANS TEMP AND AA JUST BECAME SUPER VALUABLE TO ANYONE LOOKING. HE'S HER PILOT, THE ONE TEMP CONTACTED. I'D SAY HIS PROPER TITLE BUT I'VE GOT TO BE CAREFUL WITH BUZZWORDS.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:30

wwell alright

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:30

ANYWAY! SO WE'RE TRYING TO GET THE WORD OUT TO HIGHBLOODS ABOUT THIS CLASS A RESOURCE THING, SO THEY WANT TO KEEP THEIR PSIONICS ON THE PLANET, AND TO THE REST, TO KEEP HIDDEN. ANYWHERE IS BETTER, BUT IF THEY GET INTO ORBIT, THEY'RE BASICALLY DEAD IN THE WATER. IT'S THE GENOCIDE OF AN ENTIRE FUCKING CLASS, IT'S WHAT SHE'S TRYING TO DO, ALL TO KEEP HER PRIZE FROM SAID ANCESTRAL REVOLT. ANYWAY!! MY PERSONAL GOAL IS TO LEARN MORE ABOUT MY OWN ANCESTOR AND HOW HE TIED INTO ALL THIS, BUT I GUESS WE'VE GOT MORE IMPORTANT THINGS TO PLAN, LIKE HOW WE'RE GOING TO GET NEWS LIKE THIS SHIT OUT ON A MASS SCALE. I'M THINKING OF GETTING SOME SORT OF RADIO TRANSMITTER AND GETTING THE WORD OUT FOR OUR STATION NUMBERS OR WHATEVER. LONG TERM, TEMP WANTS TO FREE DIPSHIT. SO I GUESS WE'RE GONNA BAIT THE EMPRESS PLANETSIDE. AND THEN... I DUNNO. WE'LL FIGHT, I GUESS. SHE'S SO FAR OUT, THOUGH, THAT'S THE PROBLEM.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:34

do you really actually think youvve got a chance against the condesce

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:34

IT'LL TAKE /SWEEPS/ TO BRING HER THIS WAY, PROBABLY, UNLESS SHE PUTS DIPSHIT AT RISK, AND TEMP DOESN'T WANT THAT AND NEITHER DO I. MAYBE NOT NOW, BUT BY THE TIME SHE GETS HERE? I'M HOPING. I MEAN, IF ALL ELSE FAILS, I'LL STAND IN THE DIRECT SUNLIGHT IN MIDDAY, WITH ALL MY RESISTANCE TO IT, AND CHALLENGE HER OUT? HAHAH. ... HONESTLY...? I THINK MY PRIORITIES LIE MORE WITH THE REST OF ALTERNIA. TEMP CAN WORRY ABOUT DIPSHIT ALL HE WANTS. BUT FOR THE REST OF US? I THINK THAT'S GOING TO BE MY MAIN CONCERN. ALL INTERPLANETARY SHIPPING IS GOING TO STOP FOR A WHILE- WE'RE SWITCHING TO FOSSIL FUELS FOR FUCKS SAKE!! SO RESOURCES ARE ABOUT TO BECOME EXTREMELY RARE, AND I NEED TO STOCK UP AND MAKE SURE WE HAVE WHAT WE NEED TO SURVIVE THE NEXT FEW MONTHS. I'VE ALREADY PUT THROUGH MY ORDER THROUGH SOME OF MY LESS REPUTABLE CONTACTS, SO I THINK WE'LL BE FINE, BUT IT'LL BE ROUGH, PROBABLY. SO THAT'S THE LONG VERSION OF THE MAIN PLAN.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:39

this is this is fuckin stupid howw can you think you can change somethin wwhy do you think its YOUR job to help evveryone your biggest concern should be that you and maybe youre friends are safe like fuck the rest they nevver did anythin FOR you and i doubt they evver wwill just get out of this fuckin place this plan is bound to fail and youll pay wwith your fuckin life

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:40

YOU MISUNDERSTAND ME, DAC. I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ANYONE BESIDES MY GROUP, AND THE PEOPLE MY GROUP CARES ABOUT. TEMP HAPPENS TO CARE ABOUT THE CODEJOCKEYS, THE ONES I SAVED EARLIER FROM THE HIGHBLOOD ROUNDUP? AND I CARE ABOUT FAVORS. YOU GIVE ENOUGH INFORMATION OUT, PEOPLE ARE GONNA WANT TO KEEP YOU AROUND. IT'S... INSURANCE. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME. WE NEED A NETWORK.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:42

wwell then fuckin knock that care out of him and get off this stupid fuckin planet before you actually die you dont need a netwwork you need a safe place

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:42

WE NEED PLACES TO STAY, THINGS TO EAT, PLACES TO RUN, AND YOU CAN'T GET THAT WITHOUT GIVING SOMETHING.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:42

this is not goin to wwork do you understand me

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:42

DAC. I HEAR YOU LOUD AND CLEAR, BUT I LOVE HIM, AND I'M GOING TO STAND WITH HIM.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:43

youre goin to die for it both of you

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:43

I MAY WANT TO GET THE HELL OUT OF DODGE A WHOLE HELL OF A LOT MORE THAN YOU THINK. BUT HE WON'T. HE'S HERE FOR THE LONG HAUL, AND I... I THINK HE CAN DO IT.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:43

if you really cared about your mate youd get him to safety

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:43

BUT HE NEEDS SOMEONE TO BE BY HIS SIDE. DON'T SEND ME ON A GUILT TRIP, BECAUSE I'VE BEEN THERE ALREADY, I TRIED THAT. I KNOCKED HIM OUT SO HE WOULDN'T FIGHT THE DRONES, AND SENT HIM DOWN THE WATERY ROCK SLIDE OF DEATH SO HE WOULD SURVIVE AND I WOULD FIGHT THEM.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:44

try harder maybe

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:44

HE JUST GOT MAD AT ME.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:44

temp is insane

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:45

YEAH, HE IS. BUT I BELIEVE IN HIM ANYWAY.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:45

yeah cause youre goddamn stupid

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:45

I'D DO THAT FOR ALL OF MY FRIENDS.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:45

stupid is wwhat you are both of you

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:45

INCLUDING YOU, YOU KNOW. ALL YOU'RE DOING IS MAKING ME FEEL BAD, AND IT'S NOT GOING TO YEILD ANY RESULTS OTHER THAN "I CAN'T TRUST DAC WITH PERSONAL INFORMATION".

eridan | mags - Today at 8:46

im makin you feel bad cause i i nevvermind

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:48

I MEAN... I WANT TO BE ABLE TO TELL YOU SHIT WHEN YOU ASK, BUT I DON'T WANT TO BE ABLE TO FEEL LIKE YOU'RE JUST GOING TO TELL ME THAT WHAT I FEEL IS STUPID AND THAT I'M STUPID. BECAUSE THAT'S NOT A GOOD FEELING, KNOWING I'VE GOT TO DO THIS SHIT REGARDLESS, BECAUSE HE'S MY FRIEND AND... GOD, THE LENGTHS OF SHIT I'LL GO TO FOR HIM, I DON'T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND. IT JUST DOESN'T FEEL GOOD IF I TELL YOU SOMETHING AND YOU TELL ME THAT IT'S DUMB AND POINTLESS. I ALREADY KNOW THAT. I DON'T CARE, I'M NOT DOING IT FOR THE POINTLESS ASPECT OF IT, I'M DOING IT BECAUSE MY BEST FUCKING FRIEND, DUMPTRUCK OF SHIT THAT HE MAY BE, NEEDS ME TO. ANYWAY. YOU'RE RIGHT, THOUGH. IT IS STUPID, BUT LIKE I SAID. I DON'T CARE.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:50

yeah alright

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:50

SOMEONE'S GOTTA, AND I GUESS IT'S GOING TO BE ME, BECAUSE WITHOUT ME, TEMP WILL /DEFINITELY/ DIE. KANAYA MIGHT MAKE IT ON HER OWN, BUT SHE'S STILL TOO SECLUSIVE TO KNOW HOW TO HANDLE A BIG CITY, SAME WITH TEMP. BOTH OF THEM COULDN'T WEASEL THEIR WAY INTO AN UNDERGROUND FIGHTING RING IF THEY TRIED, AND I'D GET IN BASED ON MY LOOKS ALONE.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:53

yeah ok

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:55

TEMP SEES... THE SMALL PARTS OF THE PICTURE. HE'S GOOD WITH CODE AND GOOD WITH KNOWING HOW TO DO THINGS ON A SMALL SCALE. KANAYA'S GOOD WITH WEAPONS AND HAND TO HAND COMBAT, AND SHE'S A JADEBLOOD, WHICH MEANS SHE GETS EASIER ACCESS TO FOOD. PERSONALLY, I KNOW HOW TO FIGHT, AND I KNOW THE DREGS OF THE CITY LIKE THE BACK OF MY CALLOUSED HANDS. I CAN WANT TWO CRATES OF HIGHLY ILLEGAL SHIT AND KNOW EXACTLY WHO TO TALK TO AND WHERE TO GO TO GET THEM, I'VE ALREADY GOT A LITTLE NETWORK IN SOME CITIES WILLING TO BET BIG MONEY ON ME IN THE FIGHTS, AND MAKE SOME GOOD CAEGERS THAT WAY, AND I SEE THE BIG PICTURE. WHERE TO GO, ULTIMATELY. WHAT TO ASK. WHO WE NEED. WE ALL PULL OUR WEIGHT.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:56

alright

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:56

NEXT QUESTION?

eridan | mags - Today at 8:57

howw did you twwo start datin

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:57

I GOT AN ANON MESSAGE ON TUMBLR SAYING HE WANTED TO KISS ME, AND THEN IT KIND OF SNOWBALLED. HE HID FROM HIS FEELINGS FOR A WHILE AND WE TALKED IT OUT, AND I ENDED UP STORMING OUT THE DOOR BECAUSE SOME PISSFACE WANTED TO TALK TO ME ON ANON ABOUT THAT SORT OF NSFW BULLSHIT. YOU KNOW HOW THEY CAN GET.

eridan | mags - Today at 8:59

yeah

Court (Kam) - Today at 8:59

HE ENDED UP CHASING AFTER ME AND UH, HONESTLY I'M KIND OF A SUCKER FOR PEOPLE SHOWING THEY ACTUALLY WANT TO BE WITH A HOTBLOOD LIKE ME. MOST OF THE TIME PEOPLE... DON'T. I GUESS. PROBABLY. I ASSUMED IT WAS BECAUSE I WAS HEMOANONYMOUS BACK THEN, AND THAT SPELLS TROUBLE TO ANYONE WITH EYES?

eridan | mags - Today at 8:59

guess you got lucky there

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:00

BOY I THOUGHT I WAS HOT SHIT BACK THEN, ALL GREYED OUT AND SPECIAL.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:00

yeah

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:00

NOW IT'S JUST BECAUSE I'VE GOT A TINY-ASS LIFESPAN AND I'M A DEAD MAN IF MY COLOR EVEN COMES UP IN A SCANNER. AKA; TOO DANGEROUS TO WANT TO BE WITH, APPARENTLY. IT'S... NICE TO BE ABLE TO TALK TO SOMEONE ABOUT THIS SHIT, THOUGH. TEMP SOMETIMES BRUSHES IT OFF AND I FEEL WORSE. DON'T THINK HE WANTS TO FACE IT EITHER. YOU'RE A GOOD LISTENER.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:03

i try guess im good wwhen im not makin you feel like shit for openin up huh

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:03

YOU GOT IT, YEAH. ANY OTHER QUESTIONS, I GUESS? I'M OPEN TO ANSWERING.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:05

i cant really think of any to be honest you answwered evverythin i needed to knoww

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:06

ALRIGHT, WELL IS THERE ANYTHING YOU WANT TO KNOW LIKE, I DON'T KNOW. HOW TALL I AM. LIFE EXPERIANCES. WHAT'S THE BIGGEST TROLL I'VE EVER FOUGHT. THE MOST CAEGERS OR BEETLES I'VE EVER WON.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:06

howw old are you

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:07

NINE, NEARLY TEN. WHAT ABOUT YOU?

eridan | mags - Today at 9:07

wwell then youre evven younger than me

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:07

ALSO, YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I LOOK LIKE, DO YOU. FUCK.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:07

recently turned ten though and yeah no i dont

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:07

I'LL UPLOAD SOMETHING TODAY OR TOMORROW OR SOMETHING.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:08

i wwas alwways satisfied wwith my imagination of you but yeah id like to see it

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:11

courtingGrievances [CG] sent file -wWzIKy1g.png- to [CA] at ??:?? DOES THAT SATISFY YOUR IMAGINATION?

eridan | mags - Today at 9:12

oh oh huh you dont you dont look as bad as i thought you wwould

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:12

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

eridan | mags - Today at 9:13

you look good is wwhat i mean

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:14

DID YOU HEAR THAT?? THAT WAS THE SOUND MY HEAD MADE AS I DROPPED MY PALMHUSK ONTO MY FUCKING FACE.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:15

wwhat wwhy

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:15

NO REASON. MY FINGERS ARE COLD. I'M SLIGHTLY TIRED. THERE WAS A WIND. I DON'T TAKE COMPLIMENTS WELL APPARENTLY.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:16

oh uh i mean i didnt say anythin really you just dont look bad you knoww and its a relief

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:16

A... RELIEF? HEY, WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?

eridan | mags - Today at 9:21

im not friends wwith ugly people

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:21

WAIT, SO IF I WAS UGLY YOU WOULDN'T BE FRIENDS WITH ME? o:B

eridan | mags - Today at 9:22

probably i havve standards you knoww

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:23

I THINK THAT SUCKS. I'D MISS OUT ON YOUR PRESENCE BECAUSE I'D BE UGLY. NOT TO BE A FUCKING DOWNER OR ANYTHING. BUT I LIKE TALKING TO YOU, AND NOT BEING ABLE TO WOULD KIND OF SUCK.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:26

wwell you can be glad youre not then but really im not all that special

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:26

BUT ALSO, I DON'T THINK YOU MEAN THAT, BECAUSE YOU THOUGHT I WASN'T AS GOOD AS I LOOK. AND YOU STILL WANT TO BE FRIENDS WITH ME. WANTED, I MEAN.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:27

people are glad wwhen they dont havve to talk to me

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:27

OKAY, LISTEN.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:27

wwell i thought you looked avverage

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:27

WE'VE BEEN TALKING PRETTY STRAIGHT FOR TWO WHOLE HOURS. IF I DIDN'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU, I WOULDN'T BE. WELL, FUCK.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:28

i mean youre doin most of the talkin so

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:28

SOOOO I'M RIGHT.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:30

shrug wwhatevver you wwanna think honestly

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:33

I TIHNK I'M RIGHT, AND I WANT TO TALK TO YOU, BECAUSE, OCCASSIONAL JACKASSERY ASIDE, I THINK YOU'VE GOT POTENTIAL, DAC. ALSO; IF OCCASSIONAL JACKASSERY WAS A PAYING JOB, WE'D BOTH BE RICHER THAN THE EMPRESS HERSELF. HAHAH.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:41

i mean to be fuckin honest but also i really doubt and evven if i do havve potential it wwent to wwaste already

Court (Kam) - Today at 9:43

STILL HERE, AREN'T YOU? DOESN'T THAT POINT TO SOME INNATE SENSE OF NEED, OF WANTING TO BE MORE? THERE'S STILL SOMETHING LEFT IN YOU, BUD. PROMISE. EVERYONE'S GIVEN YOU SHIT AND SOMETIMES RIGHTFULLY SO, AND YOU GET KNOCKED DOWN A LOT, BUT YOU ALWAYS GET RIGHT BACK UP, YEAH? YOU'RE LIKE A FIGHTER. LIKE ME. I KNOW THIS ISN'T ALL YOU'VE GOT TO GIVE, YOU'VE JUST GOT TO FIND THE RIGHT PEOPLE TO GIVE IT TO. GOD. I NEED TO STOP TALKING, PROBABLY.

eridan | mags - Today at 9:59

no youre fine but uh i dont knoww i dont feel like much of a fighter wwhen i just you knoww do wwhat i gotta do

eridan | mags - Today at 10:00

you actually fight people and protect your friends and such wwhile i just do nothin

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:00

YOU FIGHT FOR YOURSELF. AND PROBABLY EVENTUALLY, SOMEONE ELSE TOO. YOUR QUADS, OR WHATEVER.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:01

wwhenevver i do its just outta place and unneeded and people get mad at me

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:06

I GET THAT. IT'LL CHANGE, EVENTUALLY. I'M RUNNING OUT OF WORDS, SORRY. IT'S BULLSHIT O CLOCK, BUT LISTEN... PEOPLE ARE ALWAYS GOING TO HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THE WAY OTHER PEOPLE DO THINGS. IT'S NOT THEIR JOB TO CHANGE YOU. IF YOU LIKE WHO YOU ARE, BE THAT. EVERYONE WHO CARES WILL LIKE YOU FOR YOU.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:08

evven if its my owwn kismesis gettin mad at me for protectin her a feww people called me manipulativve too just cause i wwanted her to be ok

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:23

WHAT DID YOU DO?

eridan | mags - Today at 10:25

someone wwas makin fun of her in public and tellin her howw she rules is awwful just cause she uses a lot of gifs of marie antoinette so i got mad and told him off but more people joined his friends probably and evventually she told me to shut up but i didnt wwant to and then i just got called manipulativve for wwantin to help her

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:26

THAT'S NOT HER GETTING MAD AT YOU FOR PROTECTING HER, THAT'S HER GETTING CONCERNED ABOUT YOU MAKING A FOOL OUT OF YOURSELF. WHEN THAT HAPPENS, YOU SHOULD MAKE YOUR STANCE KNOWN, BUT YOU SHOULDN'T PUSH IT. STAND UP FOR HER AND TELL THEM OFF, BUT DON'T REPLY FURTHER BEYOND SCORNFUL AND LAUGH-INDUCING GIFS RAGGING ON THE PEOPLE TRYING TO GET THE ONE UP ON YOU. WHAT PEOPLE ARE DOING WHEN THEY KEEP TRYING TO GET A RESPONSE OUT OF YOU IS TRYING TO MAKE YOU SLIP UP, MAKE A MISTAKE. GIVE THEM GIFS, NOT EFFORT, AND YOU SHOULD BE BETTER OFF.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:29

i still got a screenshot of wwhat someone said to me that kinda hit me - https://gyazo.com/7cee73e22a941c972692c37965269d1e - all i wwas tryin to fuckin do is protect her and evveryone wwas just against me suddenly it felt awwful karkat and i still cant get ovver it

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:30

YOU REMEMBER HOW YOU WERE MAKING ME FEEL BAD FOR DOING SHIT I FEEL LIKE I'VE GOT TO DO AND YOU WENT "IF YOU LOVED HIM, YOU'D DO THIS?"

eridan | mags - Today at 10:30

so next time i just back dowwn and let them make fun of her or wwhat

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:31

HOLD ON, LET ME FINISH THIS TRAIN OF THOUGHT FIRST.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:31

alright sorry im just ugh

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:32

THINGS IN THAT SORT OF FORMAT, LIKE "IF YOU LOVED HER, YOU'D DO THIS", AND "WOE IS ME, THIS BULLSHIT IS HAPPENING BECAUSE OF YOU" THAT MAKE SOMEONE FEEL BAD FOR THINGS BEYOND THEIR CONTROL, THAT'S GUILT TRIPPING. IT'S MAKING THEM FEEL GUILTY ABOUT THINGS THEY CAN'T CONTROL, OR THINGS THAT AREN'T THEIR FAULT. IT FUCKING SUCKS WHEN SHIT HAPPENS, BUT MOST PEOPLE DON'T CARE, AND THEY JUST GET OFFENDED AND PUT OUT WHEN YOU TRY TO TELL THEM SO LIKE THAT. YOU COULD TRY WORDING THINGS BETTER, LIKE... INSTEAD OF "YOU'RE GOING TO TURN ON ME TOO", YOU COULD SAY "I FEEL LIKE I'M ALONE HERE, ARE YOU AGAINST ME TOO?" OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT. OR FOR THE SHIT WHERE YOU WENT, "IF YOU LOVED HIM, YOU'D DO THIS" BIT, YOU COULD JUST HAVE SAID "BUT DON'T YOU WANT TO SEE HIM PROTECTED TOO?". MOST OF THE TIME, PHRASING IT LIKE A QUESTION KEEPS THE GENERAL PURPOSE ALIVE WITHOUT BRINGING GUILT DOWN TO THE OTHER PERSONS HEAD.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:36

so the wwhole thing wwith her wwas actually my fault and i got wwhat i deservved

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:37

NEXT TIME THIS BULLSHIT HAPPENS, JUST GIVE THEM ONE RESPONSE OUTLINING YOUR THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS ON THE SUBJECT; IE, YOU'RE NOT HAPPY WITH THE WAY THEY'RE TREATING YOUR MOIRAIL AND SHE CAN POST WHATEVER SHE WANTS, IT'S NOT THEIR JOBS TO JUDGE HER STYLE OF RULING BASED ON GIFS OF SOME FICTIONAL WOMAN. IF THEY TRY TO BRING IT FURTHER, RESPOND WITH A GIF OF SOMEONE YAWNING, OR ACT BORED OF THE CURRENT CONVERSATION, AND DON'T GIVE THEM MORE FUEL FOR THE FIRE. PICTURES ARE WORTH MORE THAN WORDS.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:38

shes my kismesis but yeah alright

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:38

AS FOR THE WHOLE THING WITH HER, I WASN'T THERE SO I CAN'T SAY FOR SURE, BUT IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU WERE IN THE RIGHT TO PROTECT HER, BUT WRONG TO CARRY IT SO FAR, AND YOU SHOULD HAVE QUIT WHILE YOU WERE AHEAD. I DON'T THINK IT WAS YOUR FAULT, THOUGH. ROSEREDMUTANT SOUNDS LIKE A FUCKING JACKASS.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:38

shrug evveryone sounds like a jackass wwhen they talk to me evveryone just treats me like dirt

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:39

THE MOST IMPORTANT THING YOU NEED TO LEARN, I THINK, IS WHEN TO STOP. THERE'S NO POINT BEATING A DEAD HORSE, AND IF YOUR KISMESIS SAYS STOP, YOU SHOULD SAY WHY, AND ASK HER TO BE HONEST. AND IF SHE TELLS YOU WHY, AND SHE'S HONEST AND TELLS YOU WHY AND IT'S A GOOD REASON, YOU SHOULD STOP, REGARDLESS, OR ASK HER TO COME MAKE YOU STOP. SHE'S YOUR KISMESIS FOR A REASON, IT'S HER JOB TO HELP KEEP YOU FROM FIGHTING WITH THE RIFFRAFF, TO DISTRACT YOU FROM OTHER FIGHTS AND MAKE YOU FOCUS ON HER. HER JOB TO HELP YOU IMPROVE YOURSELF THROUGH LEARNING WHAT BATTLES TO PICK, TO HELP YOU LEARN YOUR LIMITS, IN ARGUMENTS AND OTHERWISE.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:42

so i just kinda trust her and stop next time

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:43

IF SHE'S "BEGGING YOU TO STOP" AND NOTHING ELSE, SHE NEEDS TO LEARN TO USE HER WORDS, ALSO. THERE IS NOTHING IN THIS MULTIVERSE THAT CAN'T BE SOLVED THROUGH SOME SORT OF ARGUMENT OR CONVERSATION. YEAH, BASICALLY. SHIT SUCKS SOMETIMES BUT YOU DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO. TRUSTING HER WILL SHOW HER THAT YOU VALUE YOUR RELATIONSHIP.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:43

she didnt beg she just told me multiple times to back off and that its fine and she can deal wwith it on her owwn

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:43

HERE'S WHAT YOU SHOULD DO NEXT TIME.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:43

guess she doesnt like my help

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:43

OKAY, HOLD ON. YEAH, NO, THAT'S NOT RIGHT I MEAN. IT COULD BE POSSIBLE THAT SHE FELT LIKE YOU WERE VACCILATTING PINK, AND SHE FELT EXTREMELY DEFENSIVE ABOUT IT. YOU SHOULD TALK TO HER ABOUT THAT. BUT NO, IF SHE TELLS YOU TO STOP SOMETHING, SHE SHOULD AT LEAST HAVE A REASON, AND YOU'RE FUCKING QUADDED, SHE SHOULDN'T HAVE TO DO ANYTHING ALONE, AND NEXT TIME THAT SHIT HAPPENS. WHEN SHE TELLS YOU TO "STOP DEFENDING ME, BACK OFF, I CAN DO THIS ON MY OWN", YOU NEED TO TELL HER SOMETHING LIKE "I WILL BACK OFF BECAUSE YOU WANT ME TO AND I TRUST YOUR JUDGEMENT, BUT I NEED YOU TO TRUST ME ALSO" AND MAYBE SOMETHING LIKE "I NEED YOUR HELP TO BACK OFF, CAN YOU COME DISTRACT ME". BECAUSE, HAHA, THAT'S KIND OF HER JOB, AS YOUR KISMESIS, IS TO DISTRACT YOU FROM GETTING INTO SHIT YOU MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO HANDLE. EMOTIONALLY OR PHYSICALLY. THAT'S THE WHOLE FUCKING POINT OF KISMESITUDE.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:47

huh alright i nevver kneww that to be honest yeah i i guess ill havve to talk to her i dont knoww

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:48

HERE. https://fluffpuffandstuff.tumblr.com/post/156045666788/what-the-heck-am-ii-feeliing-labeliing-your 

eridan | mags - Today at 10:49

i dont wwanna dig it up again but it might happen again and shrug

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:49

I SENT SOMETHING IN TO THIS E-ZINE AND I GOT THIS BACK, AND IT HELPED ME LABEL TEMP AND I INTO AN OMNIQUAD. YOU SHOULD READ IT TOO, ALRIGHT? AND EVEN IF YOU DON'T. HERE'S THE BASIC GIST. MATESPRITS PROTECT, KISMESIS' IMPROVE. MOIRAILS SOOTHE AND AUSPISTICES INTERVENE AS A TOPLEAF, AND WANT TO BE INTERVENED ON AS A BOTTOMLEAF.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:51

yeah i just got to that part

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:51

I'LL BREAK IT DOWN FOR YOU EVEN FURTHER IF YOU WANT, THIS SORT OF SHIT IS WHAT I USED TO THRIVE ON A FEW SWEEPS BACK, MARATHONING ROM-COMS LIKE THEY WERE THE HOTTEST NEW GAMEGRUB OF THE SEASONAL VENTURE.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:52

thats not all too surprisin to be honest hahaha but no i dont wwant to think about this more or else i just end up realisin i got flush feelins for my kismesis or somethin like that thatd just ruin things and make it evven wworse i just wwanted to be there cause i felt like as kismesises wwere a team you knoww

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:53

YOU WOULDN'T RUIN THINGS BY TALKING ABOUT YOUR EMOTIONS.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:53

yeah wwe hate eachother but also wwere still datin

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:53

EVERY, EVERY QUADRANT IS SUPPOSED TO TALK ABOUT THEIR EMOTIONS, JUST IN DIFFERENT WAYS.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:56

huh

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:56

IF YOU FEEL LIKE YOU VACILLATE, THEN TELL HER, GENTLY. IF SHE DOESN'T RETURN THEM, ASK IF THIS CHANGES ANYTHING. AND IF SHE SAYS YES, ASK HER, SPECIFICALLY, WHAT IT CHANGES. ASK HER (IN A DIFFERENT SENTENCE,) IF THIS CHANGES YOUR KISMESITUDE, AND IF SHE STILL /WANTS/ TO BE KISMESIS' WITH YOU. AND IF SHE SAYS NO. COME TO ME.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:56

no im not goin to do that

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:56

AND IF SHE SAYS YEAH, SHE STILL WANTS TO BE BLACK WITH YOU, THEN YOU'RE GOLDEN, AND NOTHING CHANGES. YEAH, NO, I DON'T BLAME YOU THERE. BETTER TO WAIT UNTIL YOU'VE GOT YOUR FEELINGS SECURELY LOCKED IN A BOX OR SOMETHING. THAT SHIT'S HEAVY.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:57

this could evven cause problems wwith my husband and im not into that

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:57

FAIR.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:57

ill just i guess talk to her about that stuff wwith that one fight that got out of hand but nothin more

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:58

JUST... ASK HER TO HELP YOU MORE WITH DISTRACTING YOU FROM FIGHTS YOU CAN'T HANDLE. USE THOSE WORDS.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:58

yeah ok

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:58

IF YOU CAN, APOLOGIZE FOR MAKING A SPECTACLE OUT OF YOURSELF. USE THOSE WORDS TOO.

eridan | mags - Today at 10:58

i dont like apologisin

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:58

ME EITHER. IT FEELS GROSS, DOESN'T IT?

eridan | mags - Today at 10:59

yeah

Court (Kam) - Today at 10:59

IT FEELS ALL... VULNERABLE AND SHIT.

eridan | mags - Today at 11:00

yeah i dont i dont like doin that so i rarely evver apologise i dont apologise if i dont gotta

Court (Kam) - Today at 11:00

YEAH. YEAH, YES. THAT BULLSHIT. IF I APOLOGIZE, I'M GENUINELY FUCKING FEELING IT, AND DITTO FOR YOU I'M ASSUMING?

eridan | mags - Today at 11:01

yeah actually lets start wwith it already sorry for uh dumpin this on you its not your job to do this i just i guess i cant help it i kinda wwhine to evverybody i dont knoww

Court (Kam) - Today at 11:02

DUDE, YOU'RE NOT WHINING. YOU'RE ASKING FOR HELP. THAT'S ALL A COMPLAIN OR A WHINE IS. IT'S THICKLY VEILED BUT THAT'S REALLY, WHAT IT COMES DOWN TO. YOU'RE HOPING SOMEONE WILL LISTEN AND DO SOMETHING TO STOP THE SOURCE OF YOUR WHINING, OR TO CONSOLE YOU AND HELP YOU FEEL BETTER ABOUT THE BULLSHIT THAT CAUSED THE WHINING OR COMPLAINING IN THE FIRST PLACE.

eridan | mags - Today at 11:03

i mean yeah but like its still not your duty you knoww i should be able to deal wwith my problems alone i guess god im just so pathetic

Court (Kam) - Today at 11:03

I SPENT HOURS WATCHING SHIT LIKE THIS AND YELLING AT THE CHARACTERS ON SCREEN, HONESTLY, I'M THE BEST PERSON FOR THE JOB, HAHA. UH, ALSO?? FUCK NO. DEALING WITH PROBLEMS ALONE FUCKING SUCKS. IT FEELS BAD AND YOU JUST GET FRUSTRATED BECAUSE YOU BURN OUT ON THAT SHIT. ASKING FOR HELP IS KEEPING YOU SANE AND KEEPING YOU SAFE. JUST FROWNED UPON IF YOU ASK ANYONE OTHER THAN PEOPLE CLOSE TO YOU.

eridan | mags - Today at 11:05

youre not my moirail though or evven my mate i shouldnt be talkin about this wwith you of all people

Court (Kam) - Today at 11:05

I'M NOT YOUR MOIRAIL OR YOUR MATE, YEAH, BUT I'M YOUR FRIEND. A GOOD ONE, I THINK, AT THIS POINT. FRIENDS GOTTA BE THERE FOR YOU.

eridan | mags - Today at 11:06

yeah i guess thanks

Court (Kam) - Today at 11:06

IF MATESPRITS PROTECT, KISMESIS' IMPROVE. MOIRAILS SOOTHE AND AUSPISTICES INTERVENE, FRIENDS LISTEN. THEY'RE THERE WHEN YOU NEED SOMEONE TO JUST LISTEN, AND MAYBE OFFER ADVICE. HONESTLY, I WISH I'D OFFERED THIS KIND OF ADVICE WHEN I WAS YOUNGER. MAYBE I COULD HAVE KEPT MY OLD FRIENDS BACK TOGETHER. MAYBE I'D ACTUALLY KNOW WHERE SOME OF THEM ARE. IF THEY'RE EVEN ALIVE.

eridan | mags - Today at 11:07

wwell at least you learnt from it and youre better noww

Court (Kam) - Today at 11:07

I HOPE I'M BETTER. I KIND OF FEEL LIKE EVERYTHING I'M SAYING IS GOING IN ONE FIN AND OUT THE OTHER, BUT YOU SEEM HAPPY WITH WHAT I'M GOING ON ABOUT.

eridan | mags - Today at 11:07

i dont knoww howw you used to be but i knoww youre good noww shrug still youre doin better than evveryone else i met before you so i guess theres that

Court (Kam) - Today at 11:08

... BETTER AT BEING A FRIEND? SHIT, I'M SORRY. YOU MUST HAVE HAD SOME PRETTY SHIT ONES BEFORE NOW, THEN.

eridan | mags - Today at 11:09

i dont just forget the things you say i got better about hemoism and i remember you havve a mate and i wwanna talk to fef about the shit and stuff friends relationships just evverythin

Court (Kam) - Today at 11:09

(:B

eridan | mags - Today at 11:10

but yeah thanks i guess im gonna take a nap i think

Court (Kam) - Today at 11:11

ALRIGHT. I... HOPE THIS WAS A GOOD CONVERSATION. SEEMED LIKE ONE TO ME, AT LEAST. SEE YOU LATER? I'M ALWAYS REACHABLE HERE... AND IF I DON'T RESPOND, SOMETHING'S PROBABLY UP. I'LL. UH. I'LL ADD YOUR MESSENGER HANDLE TO A LIST OF HANDLES ASSOCIATED WITH OUR DEADMANS SWITCH. SO IF SOME BULLSHIT HAPPENS, YOU'LL KNOW WHEN AND WHERE.

eridan | mags - Today at 11:17

oh wwell thanks thats good to knoww but yeah see you around

Court (Kam) - Today at 11:19

courtinggrievances [CG] has ceased trolling [CA?]

[dontheevilbassman]

Rookie-Vanhoover Police

     “STOP!! THEIF!!” The shop pony cried out as a tan earth pony ran from the front of the Hoof ‘n Save grocery store in Vanhoover. The young stallion galloped as fast as his legs could carry him, faster than the heavy red shop pony that was trying to follow.

     “Okay, Nimble Comet, just a bit farther,” He whispered to himself around the jar of pear preserves in his mouth as he turned down another street. He continued running but not at the same sprint as when he ran from the store. Nimble Comet slid a bit as he turned down an alleyway, almost losing the jar. As he righted himself, something wrapped around his legs, bringing them together, and causing the tan pony to slam into the ground. “NOOO!!!” He shouted as the pear preserves flew into the air, only to be caught by a dark purple colored mare with a dark aqua blue mane wearing a Vanhoover police uniform.

     “Good work, rookie,” A rotund coffee colored unicorn commented as he waddled up next to the mare. “Never thought ah using that blolee thingy.”

     “It’s a bola, sir.” the mare said.

     “Whateva’.”

     “LET ME GO!” Shouted Nimble as he struggled against the bola wrapped around his legs.

     “Nah, ya gonna come with us to tha station.” The rotund officer said, dragging the tied stallion with a bit of bluish magic from his horn.

     “No!” Nimble called out as he struggled against the cords. “Don’t take me from my sister!”

     “Shoulda thought about that before stealin’!”

     The purple mare looked down to the end of the alleyway, “Your sister?” She asked softly as a small green maned filly with an amber coat peered around a trash bin.  “Um, Officer Zeppoli, please wait a moment, sir.”

     “Wha’? We got tha bad pony!” Zeppoli gave Nimble’s legs a rough yank.

     “I’m not sure he is a bad pony, sir.”

     Rolling his eyes, the rotund officer turned to face the mare, “Look ‘ere, Shallow Bar –,”

     “It’s Shadow Star, sir.” The mare interjected.

     “That’s what I said,” Zeppoli snorted, jerking the rope around Nimble’s legs a few times causing the stallion to whimper. “And don’t interrupt ya superiors.”

     Shadow looked around at all the ponies that were watching them as they stood at the opening of the alleyway.

     “As I was sayin’, I know ya’ve only been on the force fer a few weeks so ya still gotta learn that ponies like dis one ‘ere,” the officer shoved Nimble towards Shadow. “are scum. So just lock ‘em up an’ throw away tha key.”

     Nimble looked up at Shadow Star, fear in his eyes. “I’m sorry, I... I didn’t want to –!” His words were cut off as he was shoved again towards the female officer.

     “Ahh, shaddup!” shouted officer Zeppoli.

     A soft voice came from the darkness of the alley. “Please don’t take my brother!”

     Officer Star looked over at the little filly hiding in the shadows. “What’s your name?” She asked.

     “Nova,” came the soft reply from the scared filly.

     “Well, we are gonna take him!” Zeppoli said, “And that’s that.” He looked at Shadow, “Put ‘em in cuffs.”

     “If you take him, I’ll be here all alone!” Nova cried, dashing forward out of the darkness of the alleyway to grab ahold of her brother.

     Using his hoof, Officer Zeppoli pushed the little filly away from Nimble, knocking her to the ground. “Tough break!” Nimble tried to bite Zeppoli’s leg, causing the officer to pull back. “Why you little!” The officer moved to kick the tied pony, only to find himself stopped by Shadow blocking his hoof.

     “Sir, you need to calm down,” The mare calmly stated, staring straight into Officer Zeppoli’s eyes with such an intensity that caused the rotund officer to take a step back. “You are out of line.” She gestured to Nova, “There was no need to push her and,” the mare then pointed to Nimble, “he is subdued. There is no call to abuse him.”

     Officer Zeppoli looked around at all the ponies that had stopped to watch the situation that was unfolding, his brow furrowed in anger, “Look ‘ere, rookie!” He shouted. “I know what needs ta be done with low life’s like these.” Zeppoli sneered, “He’s a thief and she’s gonna grow up ta be just like ‘im!” Stepping back towards Shadow his voice raised, “I’m gonna put this in the report I give to tha captain about how you’re doin’!”

     “Fine then,” responded Shadow as she checked on little Nova, “I’ll handle this if you want to go tell the captain about this incident.”

     Office Zeppoli snarled, “I will! And… And…” the rotund officer stuttered, “YOU’RE filling out the report for this!” He turned and stomped off through the crowd.

     Shadow eyed the officer calmly, “Yes, Sir.” She replied, watching him storm off. She turned to Nimble and began unraveling the bola still wrapped around his legs. “Are you okay?”

     “I… I think so…” Said the stallion as the officer unwrapped his legs.  Once freed, Nimble slowly stood up, wincing at the scrapes on his flank and back.

     “Then come with me.” Shadow turned and started walking back towards the Hoof n’ Save, while wrapping up her bola. She nodded to the gathered ponies as they moved aside.

     “Nimby,” Whispered Nova as she hugged Nimble’s leg, “Are we in trouble?”

     “Yeah, I am.” The tan pony sighed, “Come on, Nova.” He gently nudged the little filly towards where Office Shadow had stopped and was watching them. Nova stayed next to her brother’s legs, looking around nervously, as they joined the officer and walked back to the store that Nimble had just run from. Other ponies started following them as well.

     The red shop pony was still standing outside the shop looking that direction when the trio arrived. “Hey Officer, ya got the pony that…” His voice trailed off as he noticed the little filly holding onto Nimble’s leg.

     “How much for the preserves?” Shadow asked, holding up the jar.

     “Uh…” The shop pony paused, “6 bits.” He finally replied.

     Shadow pulled the bits from a pocket on her uniform. “Here you go.” She said, handing them to the shop pony.

     Nimble blinked, “What?” he stammered as the officer paid for the preserves.

     “It’s obvious you were trying to get your sister something to eat.” Shadow said, opening the jar and handing it to a bewildered Nova. “You both look like you haven’t had a good meal in a long time.”

     With tears in his eyes, Nimble watched his sister take a hoof full of the pear preserves and stuff it into her mouth. “No, we haven’t.” He whispered.

     “And, as long as the good shopkeeper here,” Shadow nodded to the red pony watching the little filly dig into the pears. “doesn’t have a problem with it, you aren’t going to jail.”

     The shopkeeper frowned, “Well, I DO have a problem with it!” He stormed up to Nimble. “Next TIME, ya ASK for help!”

     “I tried asking, but no one would help…” Nimble stumbled back a little from the angry shop pony. “Said it wasn’t their problem.”

     “But ya didn’t ask ME!” The red pony shouted.

     “PEPPER GRIND!!” A voice cut through the air and all the noise in the area seemed to cease. An old grey mare stepped out of the store, “You do NOT yell in front of this little filly!” She walked up to the red pony and not so gently pushed him out of the way. “Now little dearie, come with me, you need some fresh baked bread with those preserves,” the old mare declared, nudging Nova towards the store. She paused and looked up at Nimble, “And you, you’re coming too!”

     “Yes, ma’am!” Nimble stammered out, not quite sure what to make of this situation.

     Shadow smile broadly at the grey mare, “Nanna Mint, I didn’t know this was your store!”

     “It is, Sensei Star.” Nanna Mint replied with a warm smile to the officer. “And are you able to come in for a snack?” She inquired, holding the door to the shop open for Nova and Nimble.

     “I’m afraid not.” Shadow shook her head. “I have to report to the captain. My senior partner, Officer Zeppoli, will probably be complaining about me as soon as he gets back to the precinct.”

     “That’s too bad,” said Mint. She looked at Pepper Grind, “This is Shadow Star, the instructor for the martial art class I take every Wednesday. Sensei Star, this is my son, Pepper Grind. I think he could use some of the lessons that your master teaches.”

     “And not the lessons I teach?” Shadow asked, raising an eyebrow.

     “Nope, you’re too nice.” The old mare said, turning and following Nova and Nimble into the store. “See you tomorrow!”

     “See you tomorrow.” Shadow called back, “And take care of those two for me.”

     “O’ course,” Pepper Grind said, with a bit of a smile. “Mamma and I’ll take care of them.”

     “Thank you,” said the officer as she started walking the direction towards the police station. “I’ll come by in a day or so to see how they are doing.”

     With a wave, Pepper called to the officer. “We’ll be here!”

     The following evening, Wednesday, Shadow Star was waiting for Nanna Mint in the entryway to the Sapphire Mount Dojo, wearing a crimson karate uniform with a black belt tied round it.

     “Good Evening, Nanna Mint.” Shadow said, bowing to the grey mare, who adjusted her white uniform tied with a white belt before bowing back. “I wanted to ask about your new friends.”

     “Those poor dears. Names Nimble Comet for the older one, and Nova Starburst for the little filly,” the elder mare sighed, “Their parents were in the mine collapse a few weeks ago, and you know how that turned out.”

     “By Celestia, that’s awful!” Gasped Shadow. “And there wasn’t anyone to take care of them?”

     Nanna shook her head, “No one wanted to take them in. No family to speak of and they had no money to live on. Seems like their parents were trying to get a better life. They had just come from Fillydelphia were they were just barely managing to make it. Took a chance.”

     Shadow shuddered, “Oh my.”

     “Well, Pepper put Nimble to work sweeping the store and helping stock. The boy wanted something to do to make up for what he did, and I think Pepper’s taken a shine to him.” Mint looked up at Shadow with a smile, “And little Nova is going to be helping me bake when she isn’t in school. And, she wants to come here with me. Couldn’t tonight though, she’s got a cold from being so hungry for so long.”

     “That’s good. I’m glad you took them in.”

     “Oh, honey. I’m glad you were the one to catch Nimble. I don’t want to even think about what would have happened if it was someone like that Officer Zeppelin had been the one to do it.”

     “Zeppoli, actually.”

     “Dirt for brains more like it!” Exclaimed the grey mare, causing Shadow to giggle. “Speaking of which, did you get in trouble for what you did?”

      “Well, Officer Zeppoli was already talking to the captain, Platinum Ace, when I got there. So, I was pulled into the captain’s office with him and Zeppoli.  I was asked about what happened and I explained that Nimble was just trying to get something to eat for his little sister. I told the captain about what Zeppoli did to Nimble and Nova and let him know that accounts were squared away and that you were helping those two.” Smiling, Shadow continued. “Officer Zeppoli tried to defend what he did by saying that I was making it up and that is when another officer poked his head in and dropped off a few complaints about Zeppoli’s actions. Turns out a few of the ponies that were watching went to the precinct to file a statement about what he did. So now, I’m working with Thunder Gust and Zeppoli is directing traffic for a while.”

     “Oh, good for you!!!” The mare clopped happily, “I’ve known Thunder Gust since he was a little colt. He and Pepper are good friends! So, I know you are going to have a good time working with him!”

     Shadow looked up at the clock, “That’s what I hope. But it’s almost time to start class.” She bows to Nanna Mint. “Thank you for letting me know how your new little ones are doing!”

     “You’re very welcome, dear.” Mint replied, returning the bow. “Time to learn things!”

     “Yes, it is.” Shadow smiled and lead the elder mare into the main part of the dojo to join the rest of the class.