#i think katya is going to kill me if i sing one of these songs one more time so

[dex-xe]

I’ve made Spotify playlists inspired by each of the ghosts and I’ve made these little written pieces to talk about them. if you wanna read them, please go ahead - if not then enjoy the music!!

This is the Captain's playlist:

Moonlight Serenade - Glenn Miller

This is one of my favourite like old WWII style songs, I just think it’s beautiful and really great to dance slow to (at some point in my life I will dance with my husband or wife to this song in our little kitchen, and then my life will finally be complete). It’s in Doctor Who (in The Empty Child) and Jack and Rose dance to it in front of Big Ben, like it’s a really great scene in one of the best episodes of Dr Who ever. So good and a great WWII song.

Soldier - Trixie Mattel

Yes, I know this is about Katya’s issues and everything that happened with that but like it is also like very accurate to the Captain’s arc. Like “soldier, take your time” is like yeah?? I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: I don’t believe the Captain is even remotely aware of the fact he’s gay cause like I don’t reckon he understands love or the fact that he’s got feelings like that, I don’t think he knows so yeah take your time to figure it out yeah, Captain.

We’ll Meet Again - Vera Lynn

This song seems to have taken a new meaning in pandemic times but Havers leaving Button House and (I assume) never returning but like the Captain staying at Button House completely in the dark as to what happened to Havers and therefore living with the possibility of Havers returning.

HEAVEN - Troye Sivan & Betty Who

Obviousssss, but this song was such an integral part in me figuring shit out about my life. Like, I was 14 and a massive Troye fan when it came out and (growing up in a working class, strict religious, small town family) the music video was literally my first understanding of the fight for queer rights. I knew about LGBTQ+ identities and identified as a variety of queer labels at the time I was completely unaware of the entire struggle that had come before me and seeing photos and footage of this fight for the first time was O.o Anyway, I'll stop talking about myself and say that I’m incredibly happy with the hc of the Captain trying to learn a bit more about queer history in his journey to accept himself.

In Our Bedroom After the War - Stars

The poor Captain, let the man love I beg. I have so much love for stories and hcs of the Captain being sweet and being in love like pls ily.

Achilles Come Down - Gang of Youths

This might actually kill his gay little soul but by good it would be worth it!! I’m gonna go off on a bit of a philosophy tangent but what were ya expecting from me honestly: the sample used in Achilles Come Down is an extract from a 1942 essay by Albert Camus who, alongside Kierkegaard and Nietzsche and the like, wrote about the concept of ‘the absurd’ which is a tricky concept but a reallyyyyyy simplified version of it is basically the idea that humans constantly search for a meaning and purpose for life and the universe but the universe does not provide answers to that which causes human distress. Basically, what I mean to say like isn’t that concept just so Captain?? Like he searches for meaning in war and can’t see life beyond the war because that provides him purpose, you know?? But yeah, it’s a banging song and I’m sorry about the tangent.

Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy - Queen

Ya saw this one coming :P Well he just is a good old fashioned lover boy so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

William, It Was Really Nothing - The Sm*ths

Even just the name being right is like *chefs kiss*. Yes there are lines in this song that are just shit and reallyyyyyyy show the views of M*rrisey and his general shitty behaviours.

It’s a Long Way to Tipperary - John McCormack

It’s just a fun song.

You’re Somebody Else - flora cash

LGBTQ+ staple really, ik it’s about being trans but I wanted to include it because of the recent Ben Willbond interview when he talks about how he’s interested in the contrast of a confused authoritative figure. Like the Captain is such a contrast and I love that in characters.

It’s Been a Long, Long Time - Harry James

Like I’ve said repeatedly, I wanted at least a little bit of time specific music for each of them I could. So yeah there’s a few for the Captain, WWII music is such a vibe tbh.

The Boxer - Simon & Garfunkel

I’ve always interpreted the song as being about loneliness and well, Captain my boy that you. Like he’s literally surrounded by people 24/7 but is so very alone. When the others are all watching tv in Redding Weddy and the Captain is just sat in the window watching for Havers is just so pretty and I think it’s really telling of the relationship he has with the others.

The Arrow and the Aim - Nadia Reid

Pretty pretty song, the voice is *mwah* but that’s irrelevant.

Ramblings of a Lunatic - Bears In Trees

Okay but like yes. The Captain is so alone like despite being around people literally all the time - not being able to escape you might say. Is he aware he’s different? Like what goes on in his head, will we ever know?? Cap, you gotta start talking to people, man. You gotta open up cause you will go crazy, Ik it’s been 70 years fella but seriously you’re gonna go crazy soon.

Death with Dignity - Sufjan Stevens

Just a beautiful song, and yeah with the Captian being the way he is and so focused on the war and military and the idea of "death with dignity" is pretty prolific. Given that we're fairly sure the Captain never saw any action, would he be considered to have died with dignity?? Maybe, maybe not idk.

I Am the Very Model of a Modern Major General - Arthur Sullivan & John Reed

That one scene where Alison is trying to sleep and the Captain is just sat beside her bed singing this. Like that’s so funny XD It’s his little head bob as he sings like that’s so good.

Kiss Me Goodnight, Sergeant Major - Arthur Askey

I remember my nan had an Askey record and she used to play it all the time and this always made me laugh cause 5 year old me couldn’t get the image of a really strong and tough soldier being all motherly and yeah I just wanted to include it :D

Teddy Boy - Paul McCartney

The Captain’s name is Teddy, I take no debate on this. Just the idea of the Captain’s backstory, like a childhood backstory for the Captain genuinely makes me cry. I know a lot of people have shared their stories of their interpretation of the Captain’s childhood and they’re all sad and I love them all :’) (Specifically a big fan of Operation Keep Calm on AO3 and what they’ve done with the Captain’s character and story, 10/10 would recommend but it’s not finished and I really hope it is at some point ily).

O Captain! My Captain! - The Static Shift

Just an interesting song, yeah? “I believe I’m in my prime”/“In my bally prime”, you get it XD

John My Beloved - Sufjan Stevens

I love this song (no I’ve never seen the film and no don’t really intend to) It’s just sweet, you know, and the religious elements etc yeah that’s good.

[artificialqueens]

Moving Parts, Havana Nights Timeline (Trixya) - Saiphl

Well, here is the monstrosity.  This text was originally written in Spanish and went through four more languages before getting to the final English version you’re about to read. The language translation chain was the following:

Spanish - Suajili - Dutch - Esperanto - Tagalog - English

As the title says, this is a part of a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG timeline that was meant to be posted since about two years back, still life happens and the original story, called Havana Nights hasn’t been fully written, not posted, so if it doesn’t make sense -even more- feel free to ask. Finally, and before posting it I want to thank @MarCaribe, because without her the original idea for this timeline won’t be even possible.

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MOVING PARTS

I always get my jewelry back, more to occupy my hands than more necessary. The sun came up and my hands were shaking like the leaves of an autumn tree. Let me think for a moment what would happen to me if I agreed to marry the way my mother wanted? A bitter laugh left my lips, it would not be just me. I looked at myself again in the mirror, the reflection image gives me an expression of fear.

It took a lot of effort to get here, many years playing small roles and people hearing that a woman’s place is not outside the door of her house and she is her husband’s faithful dog. Years of struggle have passed to remain the person I was when I was in Cuba. The night I left the island was the hardest I have ever encountered in my life.

Probably the hardest thing I ever did … other than drive the Milwaukee road to Chicago when my mother decided that her daughter had been killed by a lesbian in her mirror. On my shoulder the old Fender Dad handed me along with a boat ticket to Havana and in my hand a backpack filled with quick memories of the life I had with my mother.

When I remember that moment in my life, I often approach him; for tropical storm with long legs, sea eyes and hair in the sun: Katya. The one that still causes me to steal every night, the same that gets in my bed like a ghost and leads me somewhere between sleep and awake. Sometimes when I write, it is like sitting in the back of our cabinet on the beach trying to spin the details and the sea behind it with Katya and her always problematic rotation without interruption, but let me know I was there.

At this time, I was wondering what Katya would say? Of course he told me, along with his thick Russian accent and his Russian, Spanish and English words, “Eat, just do what you have to do. Go to that point and show them who my Teresa Martínez is. ” strained, and now more than ever, I wish he was here. I wanted to see her bright white smile reminding me that everything would be fine, with no fear.

The thing is, it’s really a lot of fear. We don’t know what could happen, we don’t know how people will react, I have no idea how he, everyone who hears the radio record, is there. We don’t know if any of the covered protests of my songs will argue the invasion … we don’t know if they will follow us because we have a lot of gay and transgender women listening to a female farmer who is about thirty singing about right denied us. My hands were shaking, they were sweating and I could almost feel a panic attack on my chest.

I have always wanted to be different, to change the world with the power of my voice, which through my words hundreds and thousands of voices can be heard screaming to be heard. Now that it has finally arrived, I am freezing, June 1969 and the world is changing. I’m just not ready to dive.

Suddenly the sound of a knock on the door brought me back from the spiral where I had fallen; Almost immediately Sasha, my manager, and Shea, who introduced us, entered a room that appeared smaller and smaller. They both went from a fun show to a scary one. I looked in the mirror again and what I saw were my painted ornaments, I do not know when I started to cry. Sasha, Sweet and smart Sasha hugged me without even asking. That’s when I realized I can’t blame you … I can’t leave you. They help me so much here that I would be a worse person if I volunteered now.

He almost heard my attitude, he said I could still say no. As soon as I shake my head and try to look him in the eyes, I assure him it is just nervous and I will be ready when they call me on stage. Shea smiled at me, squeezing his shoulder a little, I knew he trusted me. A few minutes later they leave me alone and I start to remove all the damage to my makeup and paint it right.

When I finished the repairs, an assistant knocked on my door. Work must begin. I looked at myself again in the mirror, the eyes that turned to me seemed confident and determined, I focused on the blonde eyes in the mirror and thanks for a nice look at her beautiful curves covered in white cut feet and arms. . Trixie Mattel is ready to change the world number by number. I still feel a lump in my stomach, and I know something will happen, it is a feeling floating in the air.

[adarlingwrites]

Absolution

Summary:

noun: formal release from guilt, obligation, or punishment

The Capital Wasteland lauded the Lone Wanderer as a hero, a Messiah, a savior who's willing to give her life for the Good Fight. Beyond the legends, the propaganda, and the mythification that surrounded her legacy, there is only one person who knew her bare soul. She gave him his absolution, and now he will fight for hers.

XVI

December 28, 2277.

I landed on the gravel. The ringing in my ears made it hard to hear anything, and the blood in my eyes made it hard to see, but clear as day, Percy was screaming, kicking the merc responsible for shooting me in the back.

It must’ve hit my spine. I can’t move my limbs.

Straining, I tilt my neck to see Percy leaning against the wall for support, smashing her foot against the bastard’s face, stomping him over and over until his brain splattered on the floor. DeLoria was holding his head between his hands, distraught, and he heaved, puking his breakfast this morning.

“Shit…”

“Welcome to the fucking wasteland Butch,” Percy huffs, dragging the soles of her shoes to get the bits of brains out.

I roll my head to face the ceiling, silently thanking whatever the hell is watching over us for allowing me to see her safe one more time.

My eyelids are getting heavy. I’m fading.

The only thing keeping me was Percy’s voice.

“Charon, hang in there!”

“Percy, oh my God, he’s dying! What do we do?”

“Grab our gear, Butch. We gotta get him to a doctor.”

I feel weightless, surrounded by Percy’s familiar warmth.

“Shit, are you sure you can carry him all by yourself?”

“Just listen to what I say, Butch!”

“Wait, wait! Rivet City’s the other way around.”

“We’re not going to Rivet City.”

I was ready to go. There are not a lot of good things I’ve done in my lifetime, but protecting this angel? One of the best things I ever did.

“Help! Somebody help us!”

“Tourist? What the fuck happened?!”

“We got jumped…”

“Barrows! Charon’s dying!”

There are some regrets I have, like never figuring out what I really feel for her, or telling her how much I’m fond of her.

“Weak pulse… Blood loss is severe... we’re losing him.”

“Put us in with the Glowing Ones.”

“Radiation is harmful to you humans, and there’s no guarantee that it will help him.”

“Doc, please, just put us in.”

“Nurse Graves, chain the test subjects.”

Still, to spend my last few minutes in her arms would’ve been a consolation.

I would’ve been content dying now.

??? ??, ????

“Mama, where are they taking us?”

Her hands run through my hair, the metal of her handcuffs cold against my forehead, and hushes me.

“Stay quiet Artyom. We’ll be fine.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Please don’t worry, little one. Do you want me to sing to you?”

I nod. Mama starts singing the lullaby she usually sings to me.

Near the end, I understand why she loved singing it to me.

“Da, gotovyas v boi apasniy, pomni mat' svayu.”

I need to stay strong for her.

“Spi, mladyenets, moi prekrasniy, bayushki bayu.”

There’s only the two of us now my father’s gone.

The automobile stopped and the men in uniform made us step out. One of them rips me from my mother’s grasp and I start to cry, reaching for her.

“Artyom, I need you to stay strong until this is over. I’ll get you back.”

“That’s enough. The courts have determined that this child is under our custody now,” the big man in uniform tells her, and he blocked me from getting to her. Using both my hands, I reached through the man’s arm to grasp my mother’s hand, not wanting to let go.

“Mama? Mama, what’s going on?”

My hands slip from hers as I get grabbed by one of the men.

“The court’s decision isn’t final! I have a lawyer, and she will prove that what you’re doing is a violation of our rights! I’ll get my son back!”

“Until that can be determined in the next hearing, this child will be staying with us. Now if you’ll excuse us, Mrs. Volkov.”

I bit the hand that kept me away from my mother and ran to her, throwing myself against her leg. She ducked to give me a hug, the last one we’ll ever share, and guided me towards the big men in uniform.

That was the first and last time she ever hurt me.

“Artyom, I’ll look for you! I promise. Your Auntie Katya will help us.”

“Ma, I’m scared!”

“Stay strong for me, little one. I love you!”

“Don’t leave me!”

I never saw her again.

That night was the last time I ever heard my mother’s lullaby. In the cold cell they put me in, I cried on my cot, humming the song to myself.

Across me, a girl my age was standing behind the bars of hers, holding a teddy bear in one hand, and extending the other one to me. Her hair was the darkest shade of black I’ve ever seen, and her eyes are dark, hiding behind her glasses. A kind smile is on her face.

“Hey, big guy.”

I left my cot to reach out for her, our fingers touching.

“Stay with me.”

I blink, and my hands are big, with exposed muscle, joints, and tendons, and they’re touching the girl’s fingers. Now a woman’s fingers. Percy’s fingers.

“Charon, stay with me.”

I blink again, and I’m not in the detention cell anymore.

??? ??, 2277.

My hand flies to my face, and it’s no longer bloody nor wet with tears. I can move my limbs again. Rubbing my eyes, my vision’s starting to get clearer. I sit up, taking in my surroundings. It’s dark.

I can see Percy sleeping on the gurney next to me, breathing slowly, thanks to the soft green glow in the corner of the room. Her fingers are entwined with my free hand’s.

The radiation coming from the Glowing Ones comforted my insides, warmth seeping through my bones. Outside, I see Doctor Barrows observing us, writing something in his clipboard. He moves to turn on the lights in the room, and the door to the room clicks softly.

“Charon. I’m glad to see you’re awake. You’ve been unconscious for days. Your human friend brought you here to save your life,” he greets me.

“What day is it?”

“December 31st.”

“What’s Percy doing in here? The radiation will kill her,” I rasp, watching her sleeping form.

“Percy suggested that we put the two of you in this chamber. She’s healing from the radiation too. Look closely at her scrapes and wounds.”

I blinked at the doctor. My eyes flick to Percy, and in the dim green glow, I saw it; her skin knitting itself back together, the wounds that would take weeks to heal fading. Damn, there aren’t even scars.

I think of the pain I went through when I was turning. I wouldn’t wish that on her.

“Is she… is she starting to become one of us?”

“I’m afraid I cannot share patient information with you unless she consents.”

I nod.

Though we kept our voices low, Percy stirred awake, rubbing her eyes and reaching for her glasses. Then, she sat up and looked around, panicked. When her eyes flicked to mine, she drags herself off the bed and throws her arms around me.

“Charon, you’re okay,” she whispers, voice breaking. Her small hands pet what little hair I had on my head, and I can feel myself on the verge of crying again.

When did I ever allow myself to display this much emotion?

Travelling with her really changed me, huh?

Doc Barrows clears his throat. “I’ll go fetch the results of the tests I ran on you, Percy.”

“Thanks again for helping us, doc.”

“It’s my pleasure. Lots of people here would be sad to see you two go.”

Percy squeezes my hand. Sighing, she draws her legs to her chest, looking pensive. Then, we heard gentle knocks on the door.

“Come in,” Percy calls out.

Doc Barrows returns to the room, bringing the clipboard with him.

“Would you prefer some doctor-patient confidentiality, or are you comfortable with discussing this in front of Charon?”

Percy’s eyes flick towards me. “I have no blood relatives left, and Charon’s the closest thing I have to next of kin. If something were to happen to me, he should know.”

“Ah, yes. I’ve heard of the news about your father. My condolences, Percy.”

She nods.

“Thanks doc. I should probably write a will.”

“Yes, that would be wise. Now, where were we?”

Barrows flips through the paper, and beside me, I see the tenseness in Percy’s shoulders again.

“Ah, yes, the results. Persephone, your DNA has a mutation that makes your cells to heal continuously when exposed to a certain dose of radiation.”

“So, doc, does that mean I’m turning ghoul?”

“Surprisingly, no. You’re not exhibiting symptoms of ghoulification. I’ve never seen anything quite like this mutation… it’s almost like it’s engineered. Is there anything in your medical history involving radiation exposure that I should know?”

Percy furrows her brow, thinking.

“A few months back, I volunteered for an experiment while writing the Wasteland Survival Guide with Moira Brown. I, uh, agreed to intentionally irradiate myself to 600 rads. She made me take an experimental cure. More details about it are published in the book.”

Huh, I remember that. Percy was feverish for days after contracting an illness from the dirty, irradiated water she drank for the experiment. I thought it foolish, risking her health like that for a damn book.

“Do you have a copy with you?”

“No, sorry. It’s in Megaton. Moira said that she’s been selling copies to caravans though. Quinn might come across one.”

“I’ll make it a point to ask him to look for one. Thank you for allowing me to study your DNA, Miss Zhou. This might help my research on ghoul physiology.”

“I’m glad to help.”

The doctor turns to leave the room. With another soft click, the doctor closes the door behind him.

“I just lost dad. I thought I was going to lose you too,” Percy whispers against my shoulder, where she buried her face as soon as the doctor turned around.

I was going to embrace her too, but I remember what happened in the metro, the mercs forcing me to admit what my body felt for hers. She must’ve sensed my hesitation to touch her. Percy pulls away from me and gives me a concerned frown.

“Is there something wrong?”

“How can you still be comfortable to be around me after what you’ve heard me say in the metro?”

I cannot discern the emotion on her face, but Percy’s shoulders sagged. I know it’s not positive. But then, she gives me a hesitant smile.

“Charon… I always knew.”

What? What the hell?

“Hey big guy, my eyesight isn’t the best and I can be unaware of my surroundings at times, but I could feel your eyes linger on me more than necessary.”

She knew all this time?

Dammit. How fucking embarrassing.

“If you wish to sell my contract after this, I won’t hold it against you.”

Percy laughs, patting my shoulder.

“Ha, you’re not getting rid of me that easily. You’re a healthy and virile male, or what passes as such for a ghoul. It’s a normal physiological response, Charon.”

Spoken like a true doctor. Of course she’d be open-minded like that, what did I expect?

“Besides, though we’re friends, I’m your primary health care provider, and you’re my employee. It would be unethical to act on those urges… for the both of us.”

Oh. James’ words before he passed must’ve finally sunk in.

“Of course.”

Wait. ‘For both of us?’ A part of me thinks she sounds like she’s only trying to convince herself.

No. No, I shouldn’t allow myself to linger on such thoughts. James is right.

That’s out of the question.

February 9, 2278.

What do I plan to do about what I feel for her when she wakes up?

Now that’s a question I would’ve answered differently a few months ago. I would’ve said that I wouldn’t act on it. But now?

“I shall wait until she mentions something about it.”

DeLoria rolls his eyes. Anything he was about to say next was interrupted when the doors opened, and a distraught Dr. Li is following a fully conscious Sarah Lyons.

Shit. Here we go.

“Sarah, please, only your father is authorized to see her,” Dr. Li pleads, but to no avail.

“Why are you keeping her from the Brotherhood, doctor? What happened to Percy?”

“This is something I cannot share with you due to doctor-patient confidentiality.”

Butch and I got up from our spot and stood guard. Lyons sees us, fuming, glaring daggers at the doctor.

“How am I not allowed to see an honorary member of the Lyons Pride but outsiders can? Who authorized this?”

“Your father did,” Dr. Li said, massaging her temples. “This is a delicate situation for Persephone. For everyone. You didn’t see the episode her ghoul companion had when one of your initiates tried to separate him from her.”

“Right, of course,” she replies, looking at me with disdain. I hold her gaze as a silent challenge, and she tears it away from me, directing it towards Butch.

Part of me is thankful that Lyons didn’t say anything about what she witnessed before Percy ran in the purifier.

“And this kid over here?”

Butch scowls at her. “Hey! I’m not a-”

“I let him in because I needed someone to procure supplies that might not be available in the Citadel,” Dr. Li replies, eyes darting back and forth between the two of us. She’s lying, but it seems that the blonde isn’t picking it up.

“Uh, yeah! Yeah, I go to Rivet City sometimes to pick stuff up for the doc.”

Lyons sighs. “Just let me see her.”

Dr. Li nods grimly and motions for us to let her see Percy. Lyons shoves the plastic curtains aside and takes a long hard look at Percy.

“How?! I don’t understand. She looks fine for someone who… ”

“Sentinel Lyons, is there something I need to know as Percy’s doctor?”

“The explosion didn’t come from inside the purifier.”

Dr. Li’s eyes widened, sweating bullets. Butch was looking at Lyons with a raised eyebrow, but my eyes are locked on Li. I’m sensing that whatever she was hiding from me is related to what Lyons is about to say.

“The explosion came from Percy.”

If it wasn’t for the gravity of the situation and the fucking bomb Lyons just dropped, I would’ve laughed at the look of Butch’s face right now.

“How the hell is that possible?” Butch asks.

“Lyons, you just came out of a coma. Are you sure-”

“I know what I saw, Dr. Li. Percy was glowing green. Then a goddamn mushroom cloud erupted from her, like someone dropped a mini-nuke in the area using a Fat Man.”

Dr. Li’s groans and rubs her face.

“Please, let’s keep this confidential, Sentinel.”

“Confidential? She might be a safety hazard if she ends up exploding here in the Citadel.”

As the doctor and the sentinel argued, my eyes shifted to Percy.

Angel, what are you?

“Da, gotovyas v boi apasniy, pomni mat' svayu.” - Think, when bracing for fierce battle, of your mother true.

“Spi, mladyenets, moi prekrasniy, bayushki bayu.” - Sleep, my dear, beloved baby, bayushki-bayu.

I just wanna say that Nerd Rage and Nuclear Anomaly are very fun perks for roleplaying.

[kurtty-drabbles]

House of M au - Redone (part 2)

N/A: Let´s continue this au. I think.

@dannybagpipesarecalling @djinmer4 @tieflingteeth @muninandhugin

The Red Guard is a conception as old as Genosha itself-which is a bit ironic as Genosha is not as older as some people seem to consider- and Raven Darkholme is one of the few people that know how old Genosha truly is. Raven Darkholme is a shapeshifter and installs the idea of never asking a shapeshifter her/his age is a taboo that shouldn´t be disclosed.

Kurt Wagner Darkholme is one of few people to know sure secret and promises to take to his grave-an inside joke among son and mother-although, right now, his mind is far too focused on recent events to care for jokes.

Passing through some of his co-workers. Kurt slams the door to his mother´s office and is a pair of golden eyes look out, somehow bored at this entrance- Kurt has the mind to use his tail to close the door- and crosses his arms as he is ready to drop the bomb. "Who is Kitty Pryde?"

Raven Darkholme couldn´t be more bored with this question if she wanted. "Hi, son! how are you, son? Me? I´m fine, thanks for asking" her tone is dry as her eyes are back to the papers. You see, the Red Guards are all about action and it´s also involved in lots of paperwork.

Kurt doesn´t look too chastised at this. "I´m talking about Juggernaut´s accident...by the way, will Marko Kurt" and he looks deadpan by the fact a criminal shares the same name as him. "will be put in maximum security?"

Now, Raven shows her teeth. Is a fitting metaphor for the fearsome leader of the Red Guard. "Actually, Marko is powerless without his magic helmet...he´ll put in the common criminal cellar, along with the other common criminals" and her smile looks more devious. "As we´d inform him how his precious helmet is being melted...no more magic helmet" and Kurt arch his eyebrows at this.

"And it is?"

"Oh, Kurt...does it really matters?"

And this debate-and any moral implication- is deemed over. Well, Kurt Wagner disagrees. "mother, please" he pleads now and is unwavering sincere. "In the Juggernaut case...a woman, a civilian as far I can tell" and Kurt is showing such suspicious on his face is almost comic. Almost. "and she faces Juggernaut on her own and even had the nerve to ask for one of my swords ..." Kurt states. Raven is bored again.

"Kurt, if I were to give a fuck to every lady you meet that do anything to jump into your bed...I would be like this" and her face twist to an old crone with white hair and bad teeth. Kurt is not amused. "So, I do not see the big picture only you see"

"She stands Juggernaut...how many people can do that and be still alive?" and Kurt grins as Raven is no longer bored. "My point is, what if she´s from the Project X?" and now Raven is giving him her sole attention.

"Kurt, we dismantled that program way before you were even born. Way before Rogue was even born..." Raven commence. "Logan James Howlett is one of the last candidates...and he´s spending his life as a rich playboy...if, and I want to be clear here on the if, IF this woman is from the project X...why she would content herself in being a history teacher?" and Raven feels she struck a nerve on Kurt.

"Look, I´d not know. OK? Logan is a special case on its own. Maybe she wanted to have some normalcy...my point is: I need your permission to access the big data. I need to know more about this woman, if she´s part of the program X...we need to know...what if she gets some power up? Laura suffered that and if we´re not there...things would have turned grimly for everyone" Kurt concludes somewhat smugly. His reason has some base.

Raven rests her face on the palms of her hands. "Denial!" and it shocks her son´s to the very core. "I´ll not authorize privacy invasion for a flimsy excuse, yes, she may be from the program X, but, let´s be honest...there like 1% or less of a chance of being true...son, hear me out" now Raven is pleading. As a mother. Never as a leader. "the program was closed years ago. This Kitty Pryde is not from the Program X...but, if you feel there´s something wrong about her...you don´t need to use our data" she stops and looks at her only son.

"You´re Kurt Wagner" she starts in a sing-song tone. And Kurt starts to use the name Mom as a warning. "The heartthrob of Genosha...what lady would refuse such the Amazing Nightcrawler!" and she has a wide grin on her face and Kurt is completely bemused.

"Thanks, that´s useless"

"Anytime, son"

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The Sunshine School is not one of the elite- even if the name gives this impression- and it includes many professionals that are doing their best for the future generation of Genosha. There´re a majority of mutant teachers- a rule Magneto created in his first year and is hard to ignore it- however, there´re some humans working in the school as well.

Right now, Jono Starmore is teaching the kids about telepathy. Of course, as the man is mute. His entire class is in silence- if one is to look from outside, it sure paints an odd picture- as the teaching carries on.

Jubilation Lee is watching the class- Telepathy 101- from afar and is not thinking the scene is too strange. She watches as Jono being still and showing little changes in his expression and makes the mistake of making a soft sigh. A mistake the other teachers caught on pretty quick.

"Oh, someone is in love!" Bobby teased. And Monet-who is doing her nails- didn´t need to look up to Jubilation or Bobby to see what´s the image is being folded. "Jubilee is so obvious. Too obvious...is pathetic and adorable at the same time" and Jubilee remembers she promised to the principal she wouldn´t kill Monet- she made a promise and she is trying to uphold. She´s trying- even if the temptation is strong.

"I´m not sure what you guys are talking about...I´m just happy we have a telepath that has some morals....unlike your old buddy, Emma...how is she, Monet?" Jubilee hissed as Monet looks unimpressed.

"Still being the White Bitch we know. We love and we hate" Monet summarizes the situation in one line. "And you? Done pinning over a silent boy?"

Kitty pipes in. Her coffee is not that great, but, will keep her awake until she has time to take a nice nap. "Hey, leave her alone. If she has a crush" Jubilee vehemently denies even if she´s blushing. "let her deal with that. Teasing will not help our dear friend who is crushing someone"

"Et Tu, Kitty?"

And there´s an easy feeling among them. Bad coffee is more agreeable if you have a good company. It even helps to forget problems in the past.

Jubilee changes the subject quickly. "So, Kitty...how was facing Juggernaut?" and people forget about Jubilee��s crush-for now- as they bomb Kitty with questions.

Payback!

"Uhm...it was ok...I meet Nightcrawler...also I saw Rogue punching Juggernaut"

"Rogue?! She´s the coolest!" they all agreed. _______________________________________________________________________________________

"I mean, you saw Rogue!" Bobby is walking with Kitty as they´re responsible to clean the small festival their class made. Bobby is almost jumping like a little boy who got a present way earlier. "How is she?" and Kitty almost laughs.

"No one going to ask if I´m alright?" inquires poorly faking being angry. Kitty is not a great actress.

"Are you Kitty Pryde, right?" is all Bobby can respond. They pick the trash-the students abused in ribbons and glitter for their small festival- and are moving outside to throw away in the correct garbage can. "I can totally believe you punch God in the face...you and Monet have that bitch energy"

"I´ll not take offended because I know you and Monet. So, instead, I´ll say ...thank you"

"But aside seeing Rogue in all her awesomeness. You meet Nightcrawler...is he as handsome as the photos promise?" only Bobby to make this question. No, actually, many people would make this question.

Kitty mulls for a minute. Oh, many ladies would say how handsome he is. Kitty? She has to think about it. "He has golden eyes..."

"Man...you see Rogue and Nightcrawler and didn´t get an autograph?"

"Nah...Rogue was too busy and Nightcrawler was working...plus, my students record the whole exchange" Kitty promises to show the videos if Bobby truly wants to see. Kitty didn´t even need to ask. However, as they´re about to return to the school. Something happens. Rather...someone happens.

"KATYA!" his Russian voice is too familiar to Kitty and it can´t be no one else but Piotr Rasputin. "Are you cheating me with this man?" and Bobby is really confused.

"I´m gay buddy, and even if I wasn´t...she doesn´t seem to want to see you" and this was the wrong thing to say as Piotr is furious and is marching like a bull without thinking twice.

Bobby´s ice is strong, sadly, for once...Piotr´s stubbornness is beyond any logic and the ice is the first victim. Kitty touches Bobby making him and her unchangeable. And she quickly phases him down as Piotr is not thinking clearly.

"So...that´s your ex?"

"That´s my biggest mistake!"

___________________________________________________________________________________________ Kurt is more than aware of his effects on women. He´s acutely aware how some ladies do eye him different-his big sister often jokes she can go anywhere with him without a lady trying to flirt with him- accordingly, follow his mother´s suggestion wouldn´t be an impossible choice, however, Kurt is trying not to be a manslut-there´re limits he needs to respect and he needs and wants the ladies to respect his own limits- Kurt wants to know more about this history teacher.

Arriving in her school wouldn´t be too stalkerish-Oh, he sure hopes not- as he wants to inform her about the Juggernaut's case-nothing fair in this scenario and certainly not problematic on his part- as soon Kurt arrives in the school...he sees a man cover in metal slamming his fist on the ground shouting the word "Katya" like a lunatic.

And Kurt has to rescue whoever this Katya is. Fighting a man with metal skin is a tricky situation- Rogue would punch his face and be done. Oh, how he sometimes envy her super-strength- But thanks to his swords and his teleportations prowess. The lunatic was defeated.

And a woman phased in with another man. Kitty Pryde looks at the unconscious Piotr Rasputin and back to Kurt. "He´s not dead...he´s drowsy...is he your husband?" Kurt asked not sure what to ask. He saw this behavior with abusive husbands in the past.

Kitty frowns. "No, thank god...what will happen with him?"

Kurt looks at her. She looks shaken-rightfully so- and at the same time, her eyes hold a fury-direct to Piotr. Not Kurt, an important detail to notice- and then looks at her companion. "If you press charge...he´ll be arrested and won´t be able to hurt you or anyone else ever again"

Kitty is looking at Bobby as if asking his opinion. "That lunatic almost killed us...yes, let´s press charge..."

Kitty looks ashamed. "I should have press charges way back" she mutters and looks way different from the first time Kurt saw it- Kurt won´t lie and say he has any sympathize for Piotr- "I´ll press charges as well" _____________________________________________________________________________________

Queen Wanda is not exactly happy to know her sons- her precious boys- were almost kidnapped and it was thanks to the wannabe kidnapper´s stupidity that this grim scenario didn´t happen. In fact, she´s happy it wasn't her kids or even an innocent kid.

However, she´s the Queen. And a Queen shouldn´t let this incident goes by without taking some action. So, Pietro and Lorna are discussing what could lead Juggernaut, of all people, to try to kidnap the princes of Genosha.

"Juggernaut is strong and dumb...so, he wouldn´t come with this idea alone...or would he?" Wanda begins.

"He´s not a mutant, right? Are we sure this isn´t just a case of Mutant envy? Look, you´re really, really powerful and some humans seem to think you can give and take powers" Lorna adds to the conversation.

"Are we sure this has nothing to do with our father?" Pietro asked and Wanda sighs as she knows where this will go. Lorna and Pietro have different views in regards to Magneto.

"Pietro, the man is not even here...why he would do this with his own grandchildren?"

"Why he would try to kill his own kids?"

"Enough!" Wanda cuts them before the argument gets uglies. "Pietro, Magneto is not here...and Lorna, Magneto will forever be a bad memory for us, please, respect this"

"Look...what if Wakanda influenced Juggernaut?" Pietro pipes in and Lorna seems to take this idea.

"Yeah, Genosha and Wakanda aren´t allies nor enemies...and again, Wanda, you´re so powerful...people are bound to want some leverage against you"

Wanda frowns at such words.

"Let´s look at this way, maybe this is an isolated case...and we´ll not have to worry, but, if not...we can be ready to do whatever it can to protect Genosha and our family" Pietro promised and Wanda agrees.

"Revanche aka Kwanon is having a chat with Juggernaut...soon we´ll know what this man wanted...worry before time never helps anyone, sister" Lorna concludes softly and Wanda nods. She hopes this is an isolated case.

[kandadiff]

Chevelle (11)

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“Nothing I said was funny.” I growl clearly annoyed at Gd. The waitress was about to walk over to our table when she saw my face and went to another. Gd leaned back and stopped laughing when he saw how annoyed I was getting but the smirk was still on his face. 

“Stop being so dramatic” he rolled his eyes “I mean Yoongi, isn’t he to quiet for you?”

“Because Seunghyun talks as much as Seungri?” I shot back but he ignored me.

“Well hes pretty small.”

“He’s taller then you!” I shouted causing a few tables to look at us. 

“Look away” he ordered the other patrons who almost immediately shot there eyes away. “And no he isn’t” He shook his head and took a drink of his water “and I wasn’t talking about his height.”

“Really?” I shot up from my seat pushing the chair in violently. 

“You better watch your tantrums Kay” he warned making my eyes instantly roll “you’re a liability in the mountains.”

I was about to shout at him but he was right, if any teacher was around and I was the original cause of the ‘tantrum’ then I would be sent home. So I sucked in a breath and spoke “You know what Jiyong? I hope Adi does choose Jungkook - No! I hope she choses Jay Park and fucks him in front of you!” I stomped away just as his face transformed from playful to angry.

“KAY!” he shouted at me “TAKE THAT BACK OR I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!”

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I stomped in the lodge looking at my texts from Suga, I spied Alyssa not to far away so I headed toward the room Yoongi was in to avoid possibly throwing the tantrum I so desperately I wanted to throw. I headed up the stairs seeing Katya with Jungkook on the first floor, Lottie was heading into someones room who wasn’t Lance, and Cassie following around Seungri like a puppy. I headed toeard my room ‘Room 813′ angrily gripping my duffle bag when I spotted the blue haired boy himself, headphones in his eyes looking down at his phone. As though he senses my energy he looked up and a smirk grew on his face.

He held up his phone. “Gonna tell me whats wrong or are you just going to keep sending me angry faced emoji’s?” I huffed and he took my duffle bags from my hands. “I figured youd be happy, Joon told me you told him and you got to see Jimin fall plenty of times on ice.”

“I’m just annoyed at fucking GD!” I sighed leaning against the wall. “GD doesn’t stand for GDragon, it stands for Giant douche!” He laughed showing his gummy smile and I couldn’t help but smile at him. 

“Jiyong is the only reason you’re upset?” he asked pulling the bag over his shoulder.

I stopped and eyed at him “why? did Damien speak to you?” He cocked an eyebrow at this and I shook my head “Nothing.”

“The talk with Liam, you aren’t going to mention that?” he mumbled and I settled on the nearby sitting nook that looked out over the ski slopes. I knew he was bothered by Liam and the look on his face showed me it wasn’t just a little. I pulled him to sit next to me and took his hand in my own. He was slightly tense but I sighed. 

“It wasn’t important trust me.” I shook my head.

“What did he want?” he grumbled quietly.

“He wanted to get back together and sing a song together for the music project” he stiffened even more, I frowned at his reaction “I told him that wasn’t going to happen. I’m kinda with someone now.” the faintest whisper of a smirk came over his face. “His name is Yoongi, hes some dumb dork from Daegu, I think his nickname is like Sugar or some stupid thing like that.” The smile grew and he stood up.

“He sounds hot, for a geek like you.” He said and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Oh he’s so hot, like a pale little gummy bear.” I laughed and shook my head. I took his hand again. “Now you promised to go sledding.” He made a face and I shook my head “You promised!” I reminded him and i waved at the Max and Tyler who were walking buy with hockey gear.  

“Fine.” he grumbled “But its so cold outside, lets stay inside.”

“No purpling.” I reminded him. He was about to say something when we heard a deep voice calling his name out. 

Everything went so quickly after that. We both turned to see Jay and Zico on either side of Woo who was racing towards us looking more like a bull then ever before. I had never seen him so upset and I was scared he was going to hit me when he raised his fist. But before he could reach us Suga pushed me out of the way, Tyler and Max’s raced toward us, i landed on tyler and Max tried to push Woo away but Suga took woo’s heavy fist to his face anyway. 

Suga was prepared for the blow as soon as he heard Woo shout his name and took it in stride. It wasn’t as powerful as woo would have liked given he was thrown off balance by the football tackle Max shot at him. Despite the blow not being as powerful as Woo wanted it still was enough to burst a blood vessel in his mouth causing a few drips to spit out of his mouth. 

Tyler tried to push me behind him but I shot towards woo throwing myself at him as he tried to push Max off of him and Suga got his footing. It was Zico and Jay that managed to get Max off of him for a quick moment and Woo’s hand shot out at me. His hand enclosing around my neck making me freeze in terror. He didn’t squeeze or anything just held my throat in his huge tattooed hand. 

“Little one,” His voice was deep “Leave Daddy to do this and he’ll punish you later. Don’t make it worse for yourself.” He let me go and pushed me gently back as Max and Tyler tried to get Jay and Zico off of him. 

“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!” My arm shot out and I slapped woo as hard as I could. Suga pulled me back just as a few people raced up the stairs. Woos fist wind up again and Suga landed a quick blow to his face just as Woo hit him hard in the chest. Max threw Jay off of him and violently pushed Woo back. 

“Want to punch someone?!” Max shouted at him “Punch me asshole!”

“What the hell is going on here?!” Mr Jameson shouted pushing his way threw the crowd and up the stairs. He stepped between Woo and Max and shot a look at me. “Of course you’re involved Miyuki!” 

“What?! ARE YOU KIDDING! I DIDN’T DO SHIT!”

“Stop yelling!” He screamed at me. “We are at an avalanche risk with your big mouth! I warned you Miyuki about your child tantrums!”

“She didn’t do shit Jameson!”  Suga shouted at him as Jin raced over to him helping him up. 

“Really?” Jameson shook his head “GO TO YOUR ROOM MIKYUKI AND DON’T YOU DARE COME OUT UNTIL I COME AND GET YOU MYSELF!” I knew what Jameson was doing as he screeched at me. He was trying to get me angry so I would throw a full screaming fit. It was tempting, very tempting as I balled my fists and prepared my throat for a vigorious screaming match that was until I saw Suga’s face bruise blackening and Max and woo glaring at each other and figured I needed to be here for that so I balled my fists holding my skirt tightly and kept my mouth shut. I shot a death glare at Jameson and picked up my duffle bag walking through the crowd to my room.

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[missjanjie]

Branjie Fic | Hold Me Closer, Tiny Dancer (7/?)

Title: Hold Me Closer, Tiny Dancer Summary: Brooke Lynn is a graduate student anxiously embracing her new position as her favorite dance professors’ new TA. Vanessa is a sophomore dance major who just might make her way into being more than the teacher(assistant)’s pet. (lesbian/university AU) Word Count: ~2.9k (this chapter)/~18.9k (total) Relationship: Branjie (Vanessa ‘Vanjie’ Mateo/Brooke Lynn Hytes) Rating: E

Read on AO3 | Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 | Ch. 3 | Ch. 4 | Ch.5 | Ch. 6

After going back and forth about it over the weekend, Brooke Lynn decided she would attempt to go to class on Monday. She went through all the steps; shower, dress, eat quickly, she had made it all the way to the visual arts building before she panicked. The second she caught sight of Vanessa, all resolve went out the window and she ducked into the first room available.

The room she ended up in turned out to be the auditorium. There were various people milling about, but most occupants were on the stage, rehearsing for the winter musical – RENT. No one particularly minded, or even noticed, Brooke’s presence, allowing her to quietly find a spot to sit and watch. She had never been much of a musical theatre person, but she appreciated the soundtrack and found herself aimlessly humming along to the song they were performing.

“Brooke Lynn? Is that you?” a girl had spotted her from the front of the auditorium and had gotten all the way to the seat next to her without being noticed. “What brings you over here?”

Brooke looked over and winced. The girl’s name was Donna, a senior who she’d had a fling with the year prior, who had pushed for them to start dating and was promptly ghosted. Frankly, Brooke was surprised Donna seemed happy to see her. “Oh, I just…didn’t feel like making it to class today. I’m Katya’s TA now, she’ll understand,” she was talking at her more than to her, the last thing she needed was Donna trying to weasel her way back into the picture too.

“So, the rumors are true? You hooked up with one of her students?” Donna sat cross-legged and sideways on the chair and looked at her curiously. “Is that why you’re here? Did things go bad?”

Abruptly, Brooke got up and grabbed her bag. “I don’t need this right now,” she muttered and briskly walked out and went right back to her apartment. She should have just stayed in bed, she thought.

But on her way back, she was stopped by yet another girl she recognized. This time it was Vanessa’s roommate, whose name was embarrassingly lost on her in that moment. She stopped her on the sidewalk and pulled her to the side. “Listen, it’s really none of my business, but you need to consider forgiving Vanessa. Not for her sake, for mine. She doesn’t shut up about you, even in her sleep,” and the roommate even sounded exhausted.

“You’re right, it is none of your business. Get some earplugs,” Brooke huffed and walked past her, praying she could finally get back to her apartment in peace, but even her own subconscious kept playing showtunes on repeat.

‘Take your brown eyes, your pretty smile, your silhouette…no day but today…’

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“She wasn’t in class today. What if she skipped town?” Vanessa was pacing back and forth in her dorm while a beleaguered A’keria sat on her bed, subjected to another round of her friend going on about Brooke Lynn.

“You think she skipped town cause she’s mad at you?” A’keria stared at her incredulously. “Are you even listening to yourself right now? She probably just stayed at home or whatever,” she pointed out, looking up at the sound of a knock at the door. “Please, lord, let that be Brooke Lynn,” she muttered putting her hands together as if in prayer.It was not, it was Blair. “Hey guys,” she turned to Vanessa, “Okay, latest Brooke Lynn update is that my friend, Donna, saw her in the auditorium earlier and she said that she seemed sad and frustrated,” she recalled.

“Fuck, what do I do about this?” Vanessa groaned, plopping herself down on the floor. “What if she meant it? What if she does love me, but I ruined it by being an asshole?” she rests her head against the wall. “I need to do something, just being sorry isn’t gonna cut it anymore.”

“Oh! Big romantic gesture! I love these, I bet we could think of something,” Blair bounced on her heels cheerfully. “Well…you don’t sing or play piano, so that eliminates like, half of my ideas…but we’ll still think of something!” she assured. “What about a flash mob?”

Vanessa shook her head. “That’s too over the top, Brooke Lynn wouldn’t go for something that extra,” she explained. “I wanna do something, but she’s not gonna be happy if it’s somewhere crowded. She hates people seeing her emotions,” she sunk down to sit on the floor and groaned. “Fuck, y’all, I’ve never fucked up like this before.”

“Personally, I think both of you are way too worked up about this. Just jump the redheaded bitch and call it a day,” A’keria remarked.

“You know Brooke would be all ‘beating her up won’t solve anything’,” Vanessa rolled her eyes, though that might not stop her at this point. As mad at herself as she was, she felt like Lily needed to take some of the blame, it would make her feel better, that was for sure.

But then she was pulled from her train of thought when an alarm went off on her phone. “I gotta go to class, but we ain’t done brainstorming,” she said as she got up, the three of them leaving the dorm and going their separate ways.

Vanessa knew things were bad when she was actually relieved to be in class, and this one was actually sort of fun. It was the one she sat next to Yvie in, and they had come to appreciate each other’s company and chat candidly when they could. “Can I ask you something?” she asked when her classmate sat down.

“Go for it,” Yvie propped her elbow up on the desk and rest her chin on the palm of her hand.

“Let’s say you did something that really pissed off someone you care about and they don’t want to talk to you. What sort of, like…big gesture would you do to let them know how sorry you are?” One thing Vanessa was able to count on Yvie for was her honesty. While her friends did more to try to spare her feelings, sometimes it was necessary to have an outside perspective.

Yvie tilted her head and strummed her fingers against the desk. “Well, if just talking is out of the question, you still have to work on their terms. Maybe ask someone close to them and see what they suggest. Just don’t do something stupid and extra, like a flash mob,” she told her.

Vanessa pursed her lips as she listened, quickly concluding that Yvie was right. She didn’t know too many people in Brooke Lynn’s life, having gathered that most of her family remained in Canada. But she knew there was one person that would be able to help her.

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“I have been waiting for this moment for so long,” Katya grinned, sitting upright in her office chair and leaning forward.

“I feel like that’s a conversation for another day,” Vanessa remarked. “Anyway, what do I do? It’s been like, three days and I feel like I’m losing my goddamn mind.”

Katya was still giddy but took on a more pensive expression. She was silent for a few moments, then suddenly brightened right back up. “The student radio show!” she looked around until she found the flyer about it. “Brooke did it during her undergrad, so she’s still sentimental about it. She listens to it every week, Tuesday evenings. Go ask them to play a song and give them a message to read. Like that episode of Friends except it works because you’re not a heterosexual douchebag.”

Vanessa nodded, taking the flyer. “I knew you’d come through,” she beamed. “Thanks!” she waved and left. She went straight back to her dorm and opened her laptop and notebook. She needed the perfect song, and the perfect note to go with it. With a google search of ‘best love songs to apologize with’ open and a clean page of paper ready to go, she cracked her knuckles and got to work.

By one in the morning Vanessa had moved on to a second notebook and had finally believed she had captured her feelings into the best of her abilities. And the song? Well, she couldn’t have picked a better one. The lyrics fit so well; it was as if it was written for her to play for Brooke Lynn. She only hoped she would feel the same way.

Early the next morning, Vanessa made her way into the building where the radio show was done. It was foggy and dark, foreshadowing rain, and she only hoped that didn’t reflect the outcome of her plan. While she found the building easily, she did get a little lost finding the actual recording room. After about ten minutes of confusion and wandering, she found just where she needed to be.

As luck would have it, the room was occupied with students that worked on the show, and luckier still, one of the students was Yvie, so Vanessa ran right towards her. “Yvie, I took your advice and now I need your help again to follow through,” she went over and sat at the other side of the desk. “I talked to someone close to the person and—”

“You can just say Brooke Lynn, you know,” Yvie cut her off, “Everyone’s like, aware that something’s happening. It’s an open secret, like Rock Hudson.”

“Who that?”

Vanessa rifled through her bag until she pulled out a sheet of paper. There were several lines that had been crossed out and rewritten, but the bottom half of the page contained a coherent note. “I need you to read this note and play that song tomorrow during your show. Don’t proofread it or nothing, she’s gotta know this came from me,” she was fidgeting with her hands and shifting around in her seat. This could be her only chance at winning Brooke Lynn over.

“For what it’s worth, I’m rooting for you guys. I have no idea why, I just feel like this needs to work out,” Yvie remarked offhandedly.

“Thanks, I think.”

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Tuesdays were relatively decent days for Brooke Lynn. She got to be a student instead of a teacher in class and was home in time to cook herself an actual meal for dinner, this time without nearly killing herself or setting anything on fire. It was a nice way to distract herself from her stresses and woes. Especially since, on top of everything else, it had been drearily raining from the moment she woke up.

At this point, she had moved on from her initial fury towards Vanessa, but she was still angry, still hurt. But above anything else she was embarrassed. She was embarrassed that she had let herself fall so easily, that she had gotten sucked in by – quoting the song that had been stuck in her head – brown eyes, a pretty smile, and silhouette. Incidentally, she doubted she would ever be able to listen to the RENT soundtrack again.

But still, she knew better. She didn’t even date and all of the sudden she was vulnerable and lovesick towards someone that would flirt with a girl dressed like a CW character just to make her jealous. Suffice it to say, the past couple months have been a rollercoaster.

“Time for the one consistent staple in my life,” Brooke murmured to herself, sitting down with her dinner at the table and her phone hooked up to a Bluetooth speaker. She checked the time – two minutes to six – the radio show was about to start.

The introduction went as it usually did, and Brooke Lynn was tuning in and out as she ate. That was until the first song ended and the announcer said something that captured her attention.

“This next song was requested by my fellow dance major, Vanessa Mateo, aka Vanjie,” Brooke’s heart skipped a beat and her fork dropped on to her plate. She quickly made the volume louder and listened intently.

“Vanjie wrote a note that she asked me to read: ‘I won’t say your name ‘cause I know you get paranoid when it comes to you and me. But I need you to know how fucking sorry I am that I hurt you. It was stupid and not worth making you that upset. And I know sometimes ‘sorry’ isn’t enough, but it’d mean a lot if you gave me one more chance. If you will, you know where to find me’,” Yvie read. “Aww, that was sweet, wasn’t it? And with that, from Vanjie to ‘you know who you are’, this is Songbird by Fleetwood Mac.”

If Brooke hadn’t already been close to tears from Vanessa’s note, the song would have done the trick. Within the first few lines the dam broke and tears streamed down her cheeks. By the time the chorus hit, she was reduced to sobs.

“And the songbirds are singing, like they know the score. And I love you, I love you, I love you, like never before.”

When the song ended, there was no doubt in Brooke’s mind as to what she had to do. She went to the bathroom to wash her face and get herself together. And with that, her coat and shoes were on and she was out the door.

Vanessa had said in her note that Brooke would know where to find her, and apparently that had rung true, because the next thing she knew, she was running into the dance studio with a certainty that must have come from somewhere other than her conscious brain. It didn’t matter that she was soaked and shivering, she knew that this was where she needed to be.

The Vanessa that stood in the dance studio was one that Brooke had never seen before. She looked meek, hesitant, curling into herself. This was Vanessa without the confidence and attitude she brandished like weapons. She looked terrified, and her red, watery eyes made it clear that she had been crying too. Her bottom lip quivered as she looked up at her. “You showed up.”

Brooke wordlessly ran across the room to Vanessa, grabbing her head and kissing her fiercely. When she pulled away, she picked her up and hugged her tight and damn it, tears were slipping out again. “How dare you turn me into a hopeless romantic?” she laughed through the tears before eventually setting her down. “You have me wrapped around your pretty little finger, it’s just not fair.”

Vanessa was tearing up again too, which admittedly made Brooke feel a little better about her own inability to keep her feelings under control. She wiped her eyes on the sleeve of her sweater and smiled up at her. “I won’t take that for granted no more. No more foolishness neither. So, we’re giving us another shot?” she asked because, despite everything that’d just happened, she needed the verbal confirmation.

“Yes. We may not be able to pick up right where we left off, but I can’t picture myself with anyone but you,” Brooke confessed. They would have to try a little harder, having undone some of the trust they’d built. But she had faith in Vanessa, and faith in their relationship. She took a half step back to take off her coat. “Can we sit? That took a lot out of me,” she admitted and sat with her back against the wall.

Vanessa sat in Brooke’s lap, a space she fit perfectly in. She combed her fingers through her damp, blonde hair and kissed her forehead. “Y’know, you’ve changed me too. Got me being responsible, taking care of myself. I used to think that shit was boring, but it feels healthy and good.”

Brooke couldn’t help but giggle at that. “I’m glad I coerced you into self-care,” she teased. She rubbed her hand up and down Vanessa’s back and kissed lightly along her jaw. “You know what we haven’t done yet? Gone on an actual date. Let’s do something fun this weekend, just you and me, maybe venture outside the city…”

“Shit, if I didn’t think we’d get caught, I’d show you how good of an idea I think that is,” Vanessa winked playfully as she leaned up and kissed her.

Brooke laughed and kissed back languidly. “Baby, I don’t have the energy for that right now anyway. What I’m gonna do is bring you back to my apartment, make you try what I made for dinner, then we’re gonna watch some shitty movies until we fall asleep.”

Vanessa smiled and let Brooke pick her up. As they went outside, they realized the rain had cleared and left them with a calm night – or as calm as a night in New York City could be. “It’s a sign,” she joked.

But sometimes the universe was funny like that, whether it was a change in the weather or hearing the right song, sometimes life brings you exactly where you need to be. And hopefully, it put Brooke Lynn and Vanessa on the path to rebuilding their relationship.

[samrull]

All of the fic questions uwu (or the ones you wanna answer lol)

monday: do you struggle with the ‘boring’ parts of writing?

No. If I find something “boring” I just don’t write it.

tuesday: name a fic you have posted which you think is overrated?

A deer in the lights (of an oncoming bus). I love to shit on this fic lmao. It’s a one-shot about a blowjob. It doesn’t deserve to be my 5th most popular fic altogether and my most popular Bandom fic.

thursday: have you ever written a high fantasy concept?

Nope. I only dabble in apocalyptic and post-apocalyptic shit and heaven/hell concepts.

friday: most self-indulgent fic you have ever posted?

I think the cake goes to You Are The Moon which is a basically a short depression piece about a random pairing that used to be part of a different universe I was working on with a group of other people. You know the one. I knew it was never going to be used for the fic, so I posted it as my own standalone.

saturday: what gets you excited whilst writing?

Getting to describe first times of different varieties and extreme emotions.

sunday: how frequently do you take requests or prompts, if at all?

I tried to collect prompts but never actually got around to writing any. I’m Bad

fortnight: what wip do you plan on posting next, if at all?

I have so many dead WIPs in my docs, but I’m not currently writing anything.

january: what was the first fic you posted this year?

Rebel Red pt 1. Still proud of this one.

february: have you ever written and/or a holiday-centric fic?

Three, actually!

I wrote you a song, I hope that you sing along was a bandom/All Time Low Christmas fic.

Fool’s Holiday was a RPDR/Trixya Christmas fic, part 4 of the Kill a Liar verse.

About a Girl was a RPDR/Witney somewhat Christmas-y one-shot.

april: have you ever written and/or posted a crackfic?

Nope. Maybe someday

june: have you ever written and/or posted a marriage fic?

Not really. Vic and Kellin are married in The dark’s not taking prisoner’s tonight, and Trixie and Katya get married in How Brian Learned to Wait (it’s a brief mention though). 

However, I love engagement scenes and have written multiple. There’s one in Flicker, Fade (part 6 of the Kill a Liar verse) and one in (there’s gotta be) More To Life.

july: what’s the hottest fic you have written and/or posted if you write smut at all?

I Come With Knives is filled with filth. So is the entire I Love To Be Unhappy verse. I Bring The Weather With Me was just an excuse to write sex scenes.

However, I’m pretty sure the final Jalex smut scene from Kiss The Ring takes the cake.

october: name the darkest or angstiest fic you have written and/or posted?

Either the aforementioned I Come With Knives which revolves around actual character death, or Bring more knives (what is my problem with knives??!), but this one has a more optimistic ending.

november: do you have any rituals or requirements for getting in the mood for writing?

Not really. I can write anywhere, anytime.

december: have you ever gifted a fic to someone?

Yes! I’ve written multiple things for you, some for @talkaboutartassholes and others as well. 

recent: the most recent fic you have posted online?

distant (like you asked me)

ancient: the first fic you ever posted online?

Imagine living like a king someday

seconds: shortest completed fic?

Apparently a RPDR/Thorcid one-shot called Trouble Will Find Me. Only 423 words.

hours: longest wip or completed fic?

Never Told a Lie. 10 chapters, 35k words. Very proud of it.

Thank you bb! Answered most of them and had so much fun.

[nobordersonlybuttcheeks]

1 through 30! :)

making this involved stress and tears so read every single word and enjoy it or I'll astral project!1. three songs that come up when you put your phone on shufflei only have downloaded music on an ipod nano from elementary school, and shuffling gets me Rolling In The Deep by Adele, What's My Name? by Rihanna and Poker Face by Lady Gaga. 2. three last songs you listened toPumped Up Kicks Kahoot Remix, Fresh Prince of Bel Air Kahoot Remix, and Mii Channel Kahoot Remix3. three songs you were recently obsessed withFinish Her! by Aja, New Perspective by P!ATD, and Miserable America by Kevin Abstract4. three songs that you know thanks to your parents Killing Me Softly by Lauryn Hill, Dancing Lasha Tumbai and Evro Vision Queen by Verka Serduchka5. three songs you wish you could forget (because listening to them hurts)i've done a good job forgetting them, but Summertime Saddness by Lana Del Rey still kinda gets me, and so does Don't You Worry Love from The Cat Lady and Something In The Way by Nirvana6. three songs you wish you could erase from history (because they’re terrible)everything Eminem's ever written, I Kissed A Girl by Kasy Petchy, and Blurred Lines by R*bin Th*cke7. three songs you didn’t expect to like but eventually lovedFinish Her! by Aja, Wut by Le1f, and Death! by Nervosa8. three songs that remind you most of summer and vacation Jenny by Studio Killers, Party In My Pants by Beatrice Eli, and Cliff's Edge by Haykey Kiyoko9. three songs that get you in the Christmas MoodKatya Zamolodchikova's 12 Days Of Christmas, All I Want For Christmas is You by Mariah Carey and What's This? from Nightmare Before Christmas10. three favourite Halloween/spooky songsSUPER difficult to just pick three but, Brujas by Princess Nokia, Blk Wiccans by Zebra Katz, and Zombie Song by Machigerita (a fourth alternative is Bloodbath by Bob The Drag Queen)11. three favourite songs from movie or TV series soundtrack another difficult one, but I'll go with Last Theatre from Death Parade, New Perspective from Jennifer's Body, and 6 Different Ways from IT (2017)12. three favourite songs from video games Don't You Worry, Love from The Cat Lady, A Love Suicide from Rule of Rose and Memory from Ib13. three songs you want at your funeral Something In The Way by Nirvana, Last Theatre by Noisy Cell and Chop Suey! by SOAD14. three songs you want at your wedding Marceline by Willow Smith, Quiver from that Billy Star thing from Brockhampton and Green Line Killer by SEE15. three songs you want to dance with your love toCave Wall by Willow Smith, Slow Dance With You from Adventure Time, and Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven (idk)16. three favourite songs for sex To The Moon and Back by Fever Ray, I Want Your Bite by Chris Crocker, and Back To Bed by Boyskouts17. three songs that remind you of your crush Apple Pie by Princess Nokia, Cliff's Edge by Hayley Kiyoko, and Slow Dance With You from Adventure Time18. three songs that remind you of your best friend @fourtccn 6 Different Ways by The Cure, Ways To Be Wicked from Descendants 2, and Superluv by Shane Dawson19. three songs that are your guilty pleasure I'm not guilty about any of my pleasuresbut i'd most likely be made fun of of for It's Going Down from Descendants 2, Disappearing Girl by Megpoid Gumi and that skating song from Yuuri! On Ice with the same name.20. three songs that remind you of the person who sends this onethis was an anon soI Don't Know You by The Marias, Shades by Christopher Wilde and Secret Admirer by Pitbull21. three songs of your childhood Corpse Attack! by Sekihan, I Want Your Bite by Chris Crocker and Zombie Song by Machigerita22. three songs you listen to when you’re sadSexy Anime Boys by Miles Jai, RISK:er by Mejibray and I'm Not Okay by MCR23. three songs that never fail to get you pumped upKitana by Princess Nokia, LGBT by Cupcakke, and Wake Up And Fight by Nervosa24. three favourite old songsChop Suey! by SOAD and Feel Good Inc. by Gorrilaz count as old, right? I guess Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven 25. three favourite songs of 2017To The Moon and Back by Fever Ray, Andromeda by Gorrilaz and Lemon by NERD and Rihanna26. three favourite non-English songs Hakuraku by Mejibray, Putin Lights Up The Fires by Pussy Riot, and Corpse Attack by Vocaloid/Sekihan27. three songs that you sing while drunk I Want Your Bite by Chris Crocker, LGBT by Cupcakke and Welcome To The Black Parade by MCR (or alternatively, Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time by P!ATD)28. three best songs to get drunk or high toWait A Minute! by Willow Smith, Dragons by Princess Nokia, and Fuck My Life 666 by Against Me!29. three songs that influenced you most (some songs change or save lives)alright so this one is a doozy. I'm not brave enough to share the most deep and personal ones (if i can think of them), and plus its hard to just name three but what I'll share isMarceline by Willow Smith, Last Theatre by Noisy Cell and Corpse Attack by Sekihan30. three songs you really want your followers to know (for other reasons than all those above)hmm. alright, Today by Smashing Pumpkins, Time of Death by Nervosa and Eikki by Mejibray

[theartificialdane]

Galactica, part 225

In this Violet hears news, Max takes a chance, Courtney hangs up, Jinkx is a friend, Bianca is compromised and Trixie enjoys halloween!

Thank you @veronicasanders @samrull and @toriibelledarling for being my awesome cowriters <3

“Yes. Yes. Yes of course Shannel, yes, I can do that.. No, no it’s fine. Yes I’ll confirm, yes. Okay. Yes, bye.”

Violet hung up, her head spinning. Shannel had just called her, telling her that Nina Garcia wanted to see her for a meeting about the spread she had gotten in Marie Claire. Violet was sure the entire thing had been approved by Bianca, had been told it was approved by Bianca, but after the call she wasn’t sure at all. She knew there was bad blood between Nina and Bianca, but she had no idea how much, because even though she had been Fame’s assistant, and that she was dating one of Bianca’s best friends, Violet had never been one who listened to gossip, the woman actually often turning out completely when she was out with Sutan, and the people he considered his family whenever they started talking.

Violet could have panicked, could have lost her mind and started redoing all of her work, but she wasn’t going to. What she had made was amazing, and she was going to convince Nina that she deserved the spread, because she did.

***

Courtney sat in her makeup chair, trying to calm her breathing. She’d been preparing for this concert for almost two months, and now that the day was finally here, and every one of her nails was bitten down to the quick, all she was trying to do was center herself, and nothing was working. She felt like a bundle of raw nerves. Why on earth had she convinced herself that she could do this? Who the FUCK did she think she was?

She chest felt tight and suddenly it was all too much. She jumped up from her seat, jostling the elbow of the makeup artist, stammering out a shaky, “Sorry, I’m sorry,” and fleeing through the green room, where Bianca sat with her family, Lucien, Latrice, a few of the label guys - all of them counting on her. She raced past them, out the back door of the theatre, into the dim alley, where she shivered in the dusk, tears pricking at her eyes.

Why was she such a disappointment? Why couldn’t she do anything right?

*

Bianca stood up, about to go after her distraught girlfriend, but Annette put an arm on her shoulder and said, “Let me go, love.” Bianca nodded and sat back down, handing Annette Courtney’s coat and sighing.

*

“The weather in this hemisphere is just horrifying,” Annette declared, stepping outside and wrapping Courtney’s slim shoulders in her coat. “I don’t know how you survive these winters.”

“You get used to it,” Courtney sniffled. She leaned her head against her mother’s shoulder.

“Now. You want to tell me what’s going on? I’m fairly certain you’re not pregnant.”

Courtney laughed through her tears. “No. I’m not pregnant.”

“Right, so what’s the problem, love?”

“What if I fuck everything up tonight?”

“Well…” Annette smiled, “It wouldn’t change anything, really. It wouldn’t change who you are.”

“I don’t know who I am,” Courtney admitted, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks.

Annette tucked her hair behind her ear. “Alright. Well, then, let me remind you.” She took her daughter’s hands and kissed them, then squeezed them tightly while she said, “You, my dear, are the headstrong, confident, independent girl who has never in your life backed down from an adventure. You left home when you were 17 because you found a program here in this city halfway across the world from everything you’ve ever known.”

Courtney shook her head. “You’ve got it all wrong, mum. I wasn’t...I wasn’t setting off on an adventure. I was running away.” Her voice broke. She felt so much shame, but she couldn’t bear lying to her mother any longer.

Annette took Courtney’s face in her hands. “Yes, you ran, but you ran towards something new. And look at this beautiful life you’ve built for yourself.”

Covering her face with her hands, Courtney’s voice shook as she said, “It’s not my life. It’s Bianca’s life, I don’t deserve any of this, it’s all because of her…”

Annette grasped Courtney’s shoulders, practically shaking her. “Oh really? Bianca wrote the music on your album? Did she? And sang the vocals? Bianca is getting up there to perform tonight? She’s giving your interviews?”

“No, but she…”

“Darling, listen, I’m not discounting everything that Bianca has done for you. Okay? But with or without her, this is what you were meant to do. And if you think that you don’t deserve it, or that you don’t deserve her, well then maybe she’s not the right person for you. Because you should be bursting with pride right now. Not because of all this, which is amazing, but it’s material. Because of who you /are/. Because you care about right and wrong. Because you are honest, and generous. Because I knew that when you left home, everywhere you went, you would leave things better than you found them.”

Courtney sighed. “You give me too much credit, mum.”

“Well, that’s what mothers do. It doesn’t make me wrong.”

Courtney closed her eyes. She did think that her mother was wrong, thought that she was seeing some rosy version of her that probably didn’t exist. A girl that Courtney wished she could be, but never felt that she’d ever truly been. Maybe if she just worked harder...

Gil poked his head out of the door. “What’s taking so fucking long out here? Annette, this is the longest damn pep talk in history. Courtney, there’s a whole theatre full of people waiting for you to shake your ass and sing some songs. Suck it up and come back inside before you freeze to death.”

“Well, that’s putting it bluntly,” Courtney said brightly, laughing and wiping her eyes. She squeezed Annette’s hand and followed her dad inside. “Fuck, Yara is gonna kill me, I think I cried off all my mascara.”

“I’m sure she can handle it,” Annette replied, squeezing her hand back.

***

As she waited for the lights to come up, Courtney gave herself a final, frantic pep talk. /Own the stage. Be a star. Be someone who deserves this. Be anyone but who you are inside./

And then the music began, and the stage lights hit her, burning her eyes, and adrenaline surged through her veins, and suddenly it all clicked, and everything she’d been working for made sense. And as she sang her heart out, lifted high in the air by two backup dancers, she realized that she was suddenly more herself than ever before. She was Courtney Motherfucking Act. And she was killing it.

***

Max could smell lemon, Ruby somehow always smelling like lemons, her hair in his nose, their legs intertwined. They were on the couch, Ruby snoring slightly since she had gotten home from work, a rerun of That 70s Show on the TV on low.

Max’s arm was asleep, but he couldn’t get himself to move, not when Ruby was there in his arms, soft, sweet, and perfect. He had talked to Katya, the teacher coming up in his friend as she had shown him horrifying diagrams on the internet, telling him with extreme enthusiasm of the inner workings of the female reproductive system.

Max had felt sick through the entire thing, he had considered maybe trying sex, for Ruby’s sake, not because he felt pressured, but because he could maybe consider possible trying it with Ruby. Max had been psyching himself up all day, his back slick with sweat when Ruby opened the door, Max telling himself that he could and would do it, but Ruby had just smiled at him when he had offered to ‘stick it to her good’ like Katya had suggested, and shook her head before pulling him to the couch.

Max wasn’t sure why Ruby liked him, or why he liked her so much, but he was so glad they both did.

***

Adore cheered, shoving her sister hard from behind. “Stand UP, you bitch, she was singing that song for you!”

Courtney had just finished a soulful ballad, and Adore was continuing her annoying habit of demanding standing ovations for every single number. Bianca turned, flashing her sister a dirty look. “Would you let me enjoy the fucking moment?”

“Enjoy it on your FEET!” Adore yelled over the crowd.

“Alright…” Courtney took a sip from the water bottle on her stool, using the moment to catch her breath. “So, for this next number, I need a little help. I’m gonna have to ask one of my oldest, bestest friends to come up on the stage with me for this one…” She looked out into the audience, squinting dramatically, eyes landing on Adore. “Ms. Delano, if you please…?”

“Who, me?” Adore replied, looking around. Alaska laughed.

“Can you please just get your ass onstage?”

“Yeah, okay.” Adore scrambled up the steps. She looked down. “I just...I don’t think this outfit is very…” she ripped open her baggy flannel shirt to reveal micro cutoffs and a halter top, earning a bunch of whoops and catcalls. She milked the moment, batting her eyelashes.

Courtney looked back at the audience, rolling her eyes. “You’ll have to use your imagination here, pretend Adore is wearing something slutty for this character.”

“Type casting.” Adore winked.

“Are you ready to fuckin’ sing or what?” Courtney asked, handing Adore a microphone.

“I’m ready! Let’s go!”

Courtney pointed to the band to cue them and the opening bars of Rent’s “Take Me or Leave Me” began to play.

“Every single day, I walk down the street,” Adore began. “I hear people say ‘Baaaby,’ so sweet… “Ever since puberty, everybody stared at me. “Boys, girls, I can’t help it, baby…”

Courtney tried to hide her grin, since her character was supposed to be glowering the whole time, but it was nearly impossible, watching her friend shine beside her. She managed to (mostly) keep it together, though, at least as far as the audience could tell.

As they hit the final notes, harmonizing perfectly, they managed to sing directly into each other’s faces without breaking down giggling like they’d done in every single rehearsal. “Take me baby...or leave me!”

They held a beat before shout-singing the last lines, “Guess I’m leaving! I’m gone!” and flouncing offstage in opposite directions.

In the wings, they turned around and Courtney caught Adore’s eyes. She was jumping up and down and clapping her hands, blowing kisses. Courtney reached out her hand as re-entered to bow. Adore put her arm around Courtney’s shoulders.

“You know,” Courtney said, “I never really understood why people thought Maureen was the hot one. Joanne is clearly the catch in that relationship.”

“The voluptous, Ivy-league educated woman of color with a full-time job? Yeah, I wonder what you like about her.” Adore rolled her eyes.

“Point taken. But like Maureen, she’s seriously such a twat, right? ‘Oh, I’m an artist, I refuse to pay rent...’”

Adore shook her head at Courtney sympathetically. “Awww...boo…so much self-loathing...”

“Shut up! That describes you just as much as me! More, even!” She crossed her arms.

Adore laughed and kissed Courtney on the cheek, branding her with a bright red lipstick mark. “Yes, buttercup.”

“I hate you. Go back to your seat before this turns into Freudian analysis.”

“Guess I’m leaving…” Adore said. “I’m gone!”

Courtney laughed as Adore skipped down the steps. “Good one.” She turned and walked back to her mark for the next number, turning back to the audience dramatically when the lighting changed. “Oh, baby baby…”

Adore jumped to her feet again, cheering loudly, as the giant video screens began playing Courtney’s “Baby One More Time” video. She nudged Bianca. “Look, B, it’s your favorite video! Stand up!!”

Bianca rolled her eyes. “You’re exhausting,” she replied to Adore, eyes still glued to Courtney, who she could swear just caught her eye and winked. Damn, she was hot up there. Suddenly, Bianca didn’t mind how much her feet hurt anymore.

***

After the concert, there was a small gathering at a local club and Courtney really expected to feel nothing but relief. But to her surprise, despite being exhausted, she missed the stage, and the lights, and the feeling she’d gotten when she was up there. She even managed a lengthy conversation with two LiveNation promoters to talk about adding dates to her tour. Just as she was running out of steam, and losing a patience for both of them talking directly to her chest the whole time, she was rescued by Jinkx, who put an arm around her and deftly guided her away, directing her attention to a conversation across the bar.

“So, see that dude Latrice is talking to? That’s my theatrical agent, David Greenberg. Right about now, he’s telling her that they’re doing another Cabaret revival and he thinks you killed ‘Maybe This Time’ and he wants to get you a meeting with the producers and are you interested in Broadway.”

“Are you SERIOUS?!” Courtney exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hand.

“Yup.”

Courtney turned and threw her arms around Jinkx’s shoulders, hugging her tightly. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she cried.

Jinkx laughed. “You sang the song, honey.”

“Hey, bitch, get your hands off my woman!” Adore called, walking over with her arm draped over Alaska, clearly three sheets to the wind.

Jinkx rolled her eyes. “Which one of us are you talking to?” She pulled Adore’s hair gently.

Alaska laughed. “Good question!”

“You guys are all so mean to me, all the time…” Adore slurred, pouting.

“Oh yeah?” Jinkx asked, wrapping her in a hug and kissing her temples. “Like this?

Adore smiled sleepily at Courtney over Jinkx’s shoulder. “Yeah, so mean…”

Courtney laughed. “Yes, you really look like you’re suffering there. We should host a telethon.”

“A tragic life,” Alaska agreed, giggling.

***

“Ahem.”

Bianca turned from the bar to see Annette standing at her shoulder. She smiled. “Hi, Annette! Great show, huh? Your daughter is amazing.”

“Yes, she’s…” Annette smiled. “It was quite special for us to be here. I’m thrilled that we were part of this. She’s really something.”

Bianca nodded, sipping her wine. “She’s worked her ass off, so seeing it pay off like this...it’s incredible. I’m so proud of her.”

Annette sipped her own drink thoughtfully. “She may need to hear you say that...which isn’t to say that you don’t. She just...seems a little fragile right now.”

“Oh?” Bianca tried to keep her voice light, but her heart began to pound a little.

“I’m not sure why, or if it’s even my place to say anything. Maybe it’s all the pressure of this album, and the expectations. I’ve certainly never done anything like this, so I can’t really imagine, and she’s new to this world, so perhaps it will pass once she sees that she can sustain a career. Or maybe it’s a side effect of being an artist. I don’t really know. But it did seem that her confidence was shaken tonight, before the show.”

“Did I...do you think I’m adding to that pressure? Or--”

“Oh, heavens no, love! I didn’t mean that. I just...be patient with her. I can tell she’s trying to figure everything out, and it may take her awhile.”

“Okay…” Bianca felt slightly rattled. What was Courtney trying to figure out? Was their relationship something that she was uncertain about? She wanted to ask more questions, but didn’t want to ask Annette to betray her daughter’s confidence. So she finished by merely saying, “Thank you.”

“No, Bianca, thank you. For your kindness, and your generosity. We’ve had a lovely time.” Annette pulled her in for a big, warm hug, the kind that is distinctly maternal, and some of her anxiety dissipated, just a little.

***

HAPPY HALLOWEEN, V-LISTERS! Welcome to the holiest holiday of the year!

Obviously Li’l Courtney Act’s record label knows they are onto something with those nude pictures coming out, because they suddenly dropped her next music video, for Kaleidoscope, which is one of our favorite songs on the album. The video is about as millennial as it could get, all gender-swapping, sexuality-blurring, 90’s throwback fashion with a big rave type party situation at the end. I mean we didn’t really get it but she looks happy.

However, Li’l Miss Act explains it herself in this interview in today’s issue of The Advocate, which we’re just gonna post here verbatim because it’s just, so /very./ I mean it’s sort of equal parts insufferable and mildly endearing. WE ARE WATCHING YOU COURTNEY!

Kisses, V

THE ADVOCATE: So tell us about what inspired you when writing this song, and conceiving this video. Is all feels very personal.

COURTNEY ACT: It is! Very much! I think the lines that blur between gender and sexuality are really interesting. I always identified as straight, up until the beginning of this year, really, until I fell in love with a woman and it was like...suddenly I was seeing colors for the first time.

TA: Yeah, we heard B’s good in bed.

CA: That’s not what I meant! I mean I guess that too. (laughter) But, I also realized that any time I was really attracted to a guy, I told myself it was because of their strapping masculinity. Which is a thing we’re programmed to think is desirable, especially in places like where I grew up that have very provincial ideas about gender. But then, when I really broke it down, I realized that I liked these men, not because of their masculinity, but in spite of it. You know, like the football player with the long, beautiful eyelashes. Or this one guy I dated where i was just like, obsessed with his butt. And when I think about him now, like, that was a very womanly butt.

TA: A womanly butt?

CA: Yeah! Like round, and soft, and, you know?...Okay, and my brother--

TA: That was a /terrible/ transition!

CA: I know, I’m sorry. But my brother is a drag queen, and like, he dresses up in these beautiful clothes and becomes, not female but like this idea, this fantasy of what a female is supposed to be, and it’s so intriguing and beautiful, but in a whole new way, and I fell in love with drag watching him, because--

TA: This sounds a little...Flowers in the Attic.

CA: That’s what B says! I don't know that book. We don’t read incest porn where I come from.

TA: Maybe you should, it sounds like you’d like it.

CA: (Laughter) Maybe it would hit too close to home.

TA: This is taking an unusual turn…

CA: Sorry. But back to the video, I wanted to play with gender because I’m thinking about it a lot, because of my own views and how they’re changing. I always thought I had to be a certain way, as a female, and that men had to be a certain way, but I think all of that is kind of being turned on it’s head. And now every day I wonder, am I wearing this because I want to, or because society is telling me I should? Maybe I want to wear a really “girly” dress in one moment, and then more androgynous or traditionally masculine clothing the next day, and that’s okay. And it’s not just clothes, but that’s the most obvious expression, the first thing we see. I worked in fashion for awhile and I’m surrounded by it all the time because of Bianca and it’s just like...there’s so much EXPECTATION and I kind of have a natural need to question things, but also this desire to be easy-going, so that’s always an internal struggle.

TA: So basically you’re human.

CA: Is that what that is? What a terrible affliction. Is there a cure?

TA: None that doctors recommend.

CA: (Laughs) Right. So anyway, as you can tell, I’m in my head a lot.

TA: You don’t say!

CA: (giggles)

TA: We hear your next video is much lighter.

CA: Oh, yeah, Ecstasy. It’s pure fluff. Just a fun dance song. Dedicated to my bestie.

TA: Adore?

CA: Yeah.

TA: Wait just a second. You wrote a song called “Ecstasy” about your girlfriend’s sister?

CA: Okay, when you say it like that, it sounds bad. It’s not ABOUT Adore, exactly. It’s about us TOGETHER.

TA: THAT SOUNDS WORSE!

CA: No! Like, it’s about how we go out dancing together, and the freedom that brings.

TA: I’m gonna call you out here. The lyrics are “I kiss your lips, leave it on your tongue--”

CA: I’m not kissing Adore! We’re kissing other people! Oh god, this is a losing battle, isn’t it…? (cracking up)

TA: I think this is between you and Bianca. I mean, you did kiss Adore in your video.

CA: Yeah, well, Bianca knows that was the only time. And she was there. And besides, Bianca doesn’t get jealous. Because hello? She’s Bianca del Rio.

TA: Ha!

CA: It’s true! She’s been with like, supermodels and Oscar winners. She’s not exactly in a position to feel threatened.

TA: So the rumors are true?

CA: You heard the part about seeing colors for the first time, right? (wink)

TA: And on that note…

***

“Oh god, I’m so full.”

“Maybe we should have stopped three Kit Kats ago..”

“No way.” Trixie shook his head and reached out, his free hand rummaging through the giant bowl of candy on the table. Trixie was laying on the couch, his head in Katya’s lap, his pants unbuttoned as his stomach was beyond bloated. He and Katya had decided to spend Halloween in, Ivan not old enough to go out trick and treating, so it seemed natural for them to not go out, to watch Halloween films and to give candy to the children who came to their door.

Ivan had had a great night, the little guy loving the fact that both of his parents were home at the same time, the fruit he was allowed to gorge on and that he was dressed up as an avocado, through Katya was pretty sure her son didn’t have a concept of the soft felt costume Trixie had sewn for him. There was one minor flaw in their plan though. Katya and Trixie had both forgotten that there were no kids in the building, and so they had ended up with enough candy to feed a whole army.

“Your stomach is so tight…” Katya smiled, her hand gently kneading Trixie’s tummy, her nails scratching his skin. “My sweet little sugar bum.”

“I think you mean sugar belly.”

Katya laughed, and Trixie joined her, his entire body moving as she leaned down to kiss him.

“I love you. I love you so much.” Katya gave Trixie another kiss, quickly catching his lip between her teeth, her hand gliding down to his open pants, her fingers sneaking into his underwear and wrapping around his cock.

“Nnh, nooo.” Trixie whined, the man squirming around.

“No?” Katya smiled, another sweet kiss landing on Trixie’s lips.

“I can’t move.” Katya could feel how desperately Trixie tried to pump his hips, his belly holding him down, her hand moving torturously slow.

“Did my big strong man eat too much candy?”

“No..” Trixie shook his head, and Katya sped up her hand, Trixie's mouth falling open.

“That’s what I imagined.” Katya smiled and grabbed a piece of chocolate to force between her husband's lips.

[elliotthezubat]

DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 64

it’s Halloween time again! and the tournament is going as strong as ever

Bakugo: *writing a note...* " 'Take...more than one piece of candy...and I will hunt you down and tear your teeth out...'" -elsewhere- Aizawa: "..." *wearing cat ears* yuuji: *in a jack skellington costume*..really guys? -_-; classmate: looks good, crazy bendy. yuuji: =_______=; Aizawa: "It suits you. Just smile and sing the song." yuuji: *mutters* kill me. -elsewhere- Iida: *looking at social media* "...I am mortified." bee maid: oh dear. -a new billy mayes in the mei-king?- Iida: "She made a fool out of me! And I was her corny commercial sidekick! This is not how I wanted to be a sidekick!" bee maid: well, not much you can do now. also, your costume is back from the dry cleaners. miss yaoyorozu will be here soon. Iida: "...Thank you. I will go change." -elsewhere- Chuuya: "All set, Sonia?" sonia: *she nods* Chuuya: ^^ "You look great." sonia: isnt trick or treating tomorrow? Chuuya: "Yes, but your grandmother wanted to see how your outfit turned out..." sonia: ok! Chuuya: *holds up the phone* "Say cheese..." sonia: *smiles* -elsewhere- Mori: *giggling* elise: ._.; Mori: "Such excitement..." elise: i can tell... Mori: "Costumes...candy..." elise: murder, in your case. Mori: D:< "That's mean!" elise: but am i wrong? Mori: "Well, no--but I'm more than just murder." *holds up a doll* elise:.... 7__7; Mori: "Now, make sure you have your costume ready." *sets down the doll* -elsewhere- Sakuya: "..." *snort, laugh* tsubaki:...black star, what the heck. Black Star: ._. "...I lost a bet to Sayaka." sayaka: i think it looks adorable! Black Star: "...Naho, what do you think?" naho: same! Black Star: ^\\\^;; "I guess I'm wearing it." Sakuya: *slapping his knee* "I-I can't breathe!" -elsewhere- Joker: *smokes* "...So, I was thinking costumes." scarlet: oh boy. *rolls eyes* Joker: *holds up a military uniform* "Red, for you." -elsewhere- Monoma: "I will have the best costume--then I will win all the attention!" pony: it looks kinda like your hero costume. Monoma: "...It's...different enough." ._.; pony: well, i think it looks swell. ^^ Monoma: "...Thank you for recognizing its goodness. Yours looks good as well." pony: thanks, my gran helped me make it. Monoma: "That was nice of her..." pony: she helped me with da shoes too. Monoma: "They're comfortable?" pony: *nods* it's hard ta find shoes fo' me cause of da hooves. i usually gettim custom. Monoma: "I see...Surprised more stores don't custom-make them." -elsewhere- Patty: *adjusts her tie* julie: *peeek* Patty: "??? Hey, Julie! Like my costume?" julie: who're ya going as? Patty: *puts on a cape* "Badass super-professional businesswoman!" *puts on the glasses* julie: neato! liz: .... is that my suit? Patty: ouo; "...Just emulating greatness, sis..." ^\\\^ liz: ^^; Patty: *hug* liz: *hug* ^^ Patty: "So, what you going as, sis?" -elsewhere- Hibana: *dressed as Tinkerbelle* gabriella: ..... ./////////////////. an excellent look. Hibana: "Why, thank you~ I wanted something for our little princess when I take her out Trick or Treating." gabriella: ^^ Hibana: "And you..." *taps Gabriella's chin* gabriella: o/////o Hibana: "Have you considered your costume?" *rests a hand along Gabriella's cheek* "A family Halloween photo would be great." -elsewhere- Arthur: *in golden armor* tamaki: are you even comfortable? Arthur: "Verily, for a knight adapts to all situations and attire." *kneels to her* "I promise." tamaki: =///=; Arthur: "And you have chosen your costume?" tamaki: yeah, im working on it. Arthur: "Oh? Well, I look forward to it...but could I have a sneak peek?" -elsewhere- Mifune: "Excited?" yuma: *nods* angela: yeeeeeah! Mifune: *smiles* "Okay. Be on your best behavior today before we head out tomorrow." -elsewhere- Lucy: *sets out Halloween cupcakes* "I think these came out okay...Want one?" aya: sure thing! Lucy: ^^ "So, you excited for your first Halloween at the Agency?" aya: *nods* Lucy: "You like the holiday? Or do you have a favorite?" *sets out cups of tea* -elsewhere- Stein: *with a flower crown* "..." aya drevis: ^^ Stein: "Does this work for this time of year?" -elsewhere- Todoroki: -\\\\- ochako: hey! glad you could make it! Todoroki: "S-Same. Sorry to keep you waiting. ...Your outfit looks good." ochako: thanks! it took a whole night with the bedazzler, but it was worth it! Todoroki: "...Yes, it is worth it. You're radiant." ochako: ^^ Todoroki: "...Well then...Shall we enter?" ochako: yeppers! Todoroki: "..." *opens the door for her* ochako: woah! cool theme this year! Todoroki: "Oh! This is surprising..." yana: *looking out over the dance floor* Iida: "Oh, hello!" yana: hmm? oh hey, just lookin for someone. Iida: "Ah. Not sure I have seen you before. I am Tenya Iida." yana: ....cool. *spots anya and goes over to her* evening. Anya: "Oh, hello! Nice costume." yana: thanks. Anya: "Were you waiting long?" yana: not too long, nah. Anya: "..." *clears her throat* "...Thirsty?" yana: sure. Anya: *walks with her* Iida: "Ah, Yaoyorozu!" momo: good evening tenya! are you enjoying the party? >///<; Iida: "Quite. The decorations are impressive. As is your outfit." momo: thank you! i worked really hard on designing it! Iida: "It paid off...So...Do you..." momo: yes! i do design my own clothes from time to time! OwO;;; Iida: "..." *smiles* "I was going to ask if you would like to dance." momo: oh.. um.. i-i would love to! o//////o Iida: *takes her hand and guides her to the dance floor* momo: *blushing wildly* (thinking: keep it together momo, just relax! you got this under control!) *The music is rather slow, as Iida guides her* -elsewhere at the dance- Bakugo: "You good at this game?" itsuka: you bet! Bakugo: "..." *smiles* "Let's see what you got." -elsewhere- shinra: how's the party? Relan: "B-Busy...Lot of people." iris: we're right here, ok? Relan: ^\\\^ "Thanks..." *offers a ghost cookie* iris: *nom* Relan: "It is a little scary here...but not so bad." *points to a decoration* "Even the werewolf decoration looks cuddly." student:... >->;; -elsewhere- Emine: "...I think the bubblegum is my favorite." lin-kimpur: *nom* ^^ Emine: "They are particularly good for getting stuck into people's hair..." -elsewhere- Todoroki: "...That is a...good outfit, Eijiro." eijiro: it's surprisingly comfy. Todoroki: "Then that is all that is important--" Monoma: "I COULD WEAR IT BETTER." tetsutetsu:.......*in the same costume*.... OH COME ON! eijiro: for real? this joke is getting old! Todoroki: "..." *struggling not to laugh* Monoma: "..." *snaps a picture* -later- Todoroki: "..." *ahem* "...I..." ochako: wanna dance? Todoroki: "..." *nods* "It's just...I'm not very good." ochako: i can help. ^^ Todoroki: .\\\\. "..." *offers his hand* ochako: *leading him out onto the dance floor* Todoroki: .\\\\\\\\\\\. *gulp* "Th-Thank you..." ochako: *slowly dancing with him* Todoroki: "...You have danced often?" ochako: sometimes. Todoroki: "...You're good. As far as I know..." ochako: thanks. you're not that bad yourself, actually. ^^ Todoroki: .\\\\. "...Seriously?" ochako: *smiles* ^^ Todoroki: "...Thank you for inviting me." ochako: im just glad you're having fun. ^^ Todoroki: "...No offense, but I'm surprised I am..." ochako:.... ^^ Todoroki: "...I...don't know any fancy steps, like twirls or anything." ochako: no one said you had to. ^^ Todoroki: "I-I just meant I'm not...fancy." ochako: neither am i, haha! Todoroki: "..." ^\\\^ -elsewhere- Kid: "All set?" stocking: indeed~ Kid: *smiles, as he takes her hand* stocking: ^///^ Kid: "you look beautiful." stocking: as do you~ Kid: "D'aw..." *smooch* stocking: ^////^ Kid: "...How was I so lucky to be with you?" stocking: *dips him* luck's got nothing to do with it~ Kid: .\\\\. "...God, I wish I could marry you all over again." stocking: *smoooooooooch* Kid: >\\\\< -elsewhere- Sakuya: "Say cheese!" naho: cheese! ^u^ lilac: *tiny smile* *selfie taken* Sakuya: "Looks great." -elsewhere- Ivan: TT~TT pushkin: you alright, gon? Ivan: <I have a hole in my heart.> katya: <metaphorically? or did you get shot?> Ivan: T_T; <If it was literal, would I be talking at all?> katya: <...good point. is it about the boss and the nurse again? because we already told you, he doesnt actually give a damn about her.> Ivan: <The hurt remains, though...> katya: <well, we're going to go crash a few parties via boss' orders, see what we can find out. wanna come with?> Ivan: <!!!! W-Well, if that's what Master wants, of course!> ^\\\^ katya: <OI LEO! WE'RE HEADING OUT!> leo: ....right.... .///. Ivan: <I'll get my costume!> -elsewhere- Iida: "That was enjoyable. Would you like a snack?" momo: sure. Iida: *offers a plate* "...I'm surprised you invited me." momo: o-oh? .///.; Iida: *nods* "I usually do not get invited to dates." momo: w-well, i asked you to the movie, r-right? Iida: "True. And I enjoyed it. Hence why I accepted this invitation." *takes a cookie from her plate* momo:... *smile* Iida: "I enjoy this opportunity to spend time with you." momo:... ^///^ i enjoy it too. Iida: *smiles* "So, tell me--what was your best Halloween costume?" -elsewhere- Aizawa: *sips the punch* "...Spiked." yuuji: are you..gonna be alright? ._.;;; Aizawa: "Yes, I had only a small sip. We'll just have to take away the punch before someone else drinks it--" -elsewhere- Gin: "..." higuchi: *stroking her head* Gin: *hugs her* "Thank you..." higuchi: it's going to be ok. Gin: "...I don't know how you can know that." higuchi:...i dont know either....but im here, ok? Gin: "..." *small smile* "And I'm here." -elsewhere- Chuuya: ^^ sonia: ?? Chuuya: "You're a smart, loving, great child." TTWTT sonia: *hug* it's ok, papa, please dont cry. Chuuya: "I'm just...happy with you." sonia: ok. Chuuya: *pat pat* "Just...be you, Sonia." sonia:.... ok, papa... Chuuya: *sniff, wipes his tears, smiles* "Now, then, what do you want to do?" -elsewhere- Anya: "EEEEEEEK!" yana: *staring at the fake doll*...huh. Anya: Q~Q "Such a creepy haunted house this year..." -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: *puts on a jazz album* mary: *eating popcorn* ^^ bram: well, the boss sure knows how to throw a party... Mr. Tsubaki: *pawing at the popcorn on Mary's plate* mary: you hungry? -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "...Is this a sufficient costume?" naoya: looks great. now go have fun at the dance! Akutagawa: "...I doubt I will." atsushi:... o-o;;; *takes lucy's hands and brings her into the haunted house to hide* Lucy: "?!!! Wh-What are you doing?" Akutagawa: *looks around--sees the haunted house* "...That seems cliche." atsushi: saw.. *pant* akutagawa....*pant*..i panicked. Lucy: o_____o;;; "...That is sufficient explanation...L-Let's keep walking, find a place to hide in here..." atsushi: good call... Lucy: *points* "There--it's dark, few people are there, and we can blend in..." atsushi: ok. yana:.... ?? hm? Anya: "??? Hear something?" atsushi: um...hi? yana:.... *raises a brow* hey. Lucy: .\\\. Anya: "..." -_- "How lewd." atsushi: s-so what're you doing? yana: checking out the haunted house. you? atsushi: same! nothing lewd intented! owo;; Lucy: >\\\< *pinches Atsushi's cheek* "They get it already!" Anya: "!!! What a...um, adamant person." *looks at Yana* "You know them?" yana:....*stares at atsushi* seen them in class, never really talked to them. Anya: "The same." *stares* "You're the Tiger, yes?" atsushi: ^^; you can just call me atsushi. -silence- atsushi:... ^^;;;; Anya: "...That's a surprising name." atsushi: i seem to get that a lot....and you guys are...? Anya: "Anya Hepburn--" Lucy: "--a princess." Anya: o\\\\\\\o "?!!!" atsushi: that's your costume, right? Anya: "...Y-Yes?" ^\\\\^; Lucy: "..." *suspicious eyes* yana: ..... Lucy: "...Who is your friend [Yana] supposed to be?" yana: im her prince for the night~ UuU Anya: o\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\o Lucy: "...Yeah, I know that feeling." *holds Atsushi's hand* atsushi: .//////////. -elsewhere- Kunikida: "..." *stares at Ranpo* "That candy. Was for. The Trick. Or. Treaters." ranpo:....there's still like...5 more bags. -elsewhere- Hyde: "...Why are so many people dressed like Dracula?" licht: it looks cheesy... Hyde: "No kidding. Vampires don't all look like that. Some of them got style!" misono: says the man who wears orange and black stripe socks and sneakers. Hyde: >_< "IT IS STYLE!" -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: "Sister Reimi?" reimi: hm? Tsukiyo: *hug* reimi: o///o; um- Tsukiyo: "You look like you needed a hug." *pat pat, pulls back* reimi: um... thanks 7///7; Tsukiyo: "How you holding up?" reimi: alright. a bit...well...melancholic, but i'll be ok. Tsukiyo: "...Want to take a walk?" reimi:....sure. Tsukiyo: *smiles* "...I like walking around the village. Let's you see how much community there is here...at home." reimi: yeah.....where were you? before coming here to asakusa? Tsukiyo: "...I lived in another village, with my family...I didn't get much...attention." reimi: ... Tsukiyo: "So, I picked a spot on the map where I thought the action would be..." reimi: i see. Tsukiyo: "...Are you happy you made a life here?" reimi:...*she nods* Tsukiyo: *smiles* "Me too. Glad you're here." -elsewhere- Kid: *smooch* stocking: ^///^ Kid: "My angel..." stocking: hehe, my adorable hubby~ <3 Kid: ^\\\^ *rubs her arm* "My adorable wife~" stocking: *smoooooch* <3<3<3<3 kirika: get a room. Kid: -_-; "Could say the same to you." -elsewhere- leo: ..... Ivan: "...Huh. So, this is the atmosphere." leo:....it's rather quiet out....aside from katya and pushkin playing around on the roundabout pushkin: WOOHOO! katya: YEEE! XD Ivan: ._.;;;; "...Good for them..." leo:...it's odd, that they could find such joy out of such trivial things. Ivan: "When you're underground so long, you desire even the simplest of pleasures." leo:....i suppose. Ivan: "Like the swing set!" leo:...perhaps.....it feels....surreal. Ivan: "Like getting to enjoy something you never had before..." leo: ......i know this should be a happy moment....but i just feel tired and numb, like always. Ivan: "...Get on the swing." leo: vanya? Ivan: "I'll push you." leo: o///o a-are you sure? Ivan: "Why not? It'll be fun!" leo: ..... .///. i-i guess... -elsewhere- FD: *taps* zoey: *nuzzling his leg* master~ barkova: =D FD: "..." *grabs a chew toy* barkova: *excited panting* 8D FD: *tosses the chew toy* barkova: *chasing it, barking* zoey: ~? FD: "There..." *strokes Zoey's head* zoey: ah~ FD: *scratches behind her ear* zoey: ahhh~<3 FD: *traces his fingers around her neck* zoey: *soft moan* FD: "Is this good?" *squeezes lightly* zoey: ah~ y-yes~ FD: *his hands rest on her shoulders, massaging them* -elsewhere- Todoroki: ^\\\^ "And...that was the penguin costume one year..." ochako: aww, how adorable! ^^ Todoroki: "I even...made an ice slide to do a penguin belly slide..." ochako: *snort chuckle* oh my gosh. >u< Todoroki: "O-Okay...Now you have to tell me about one of your costumes." ochako: hmmm. well, there was the one year i was dressed as a hoagie. -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "..." *sniffs the air* classmate: um....araragi are you oka- Akutagawa: *breathes steam out of his nostrils* "The scent..." classmate:... alright what the fuck araragi? Akutagawa: "I know where he is...The haunted house..." atsushi: *tiger senses* O-O;;;; oh.... oh no. Lucy: "??? What?" atsushi: i think we should go now. very very quickly! Lucy: "O-Okay?" -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: =w= louisa: you sure tired yourself out, huh? Mr. Tsubaki: *yawn* louisa:....did mary even give you a name? Mr. Tsubaki: "..." >_> louisa: hmmm. wait right there. -she exits the room- Mr. Tsubaki: "...???" *looks around* -silence fills the room- Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *sets his head down* T_T louisa: so she didnt give you a name....hmmm how about- Mr. Tsubaki: *looks up at her* "..." louisa: hmmm... Mr. Tsubaki: *small fox whine, pawing at her* louisa: hmm? is something wrong? Mr. Tsubaki: *nudges her* louisa: how about toby? Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *head tilt* louisa: ^^ toby it is then. Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *rubs against her leg* louisa:.... ^^ -elsewhere- Black Star: "We're back!" himawari: welcome home! lilac: *asleep* naho: he really tuckered himself out, huh, sakkun? Sakuya: "Yeah--" *yawn* lavender: you kids get some sleep, ok? Sakuya: *nods* "We will...Night." Black Star: *looks around* tsubaki: ?? Black Star: "..." *smiles at her, takes her hand* tsubaki:... *smiles* Black Star: *cheek smooch* -elsewhere- katya: *drunk* mush! mush boy mush! pushkin: ^^; *giving her a piggy back ride back to base* Ivan: "They seemed pleased..." leo: yeah... Ivan: "...Anywhere you wanted to stop on the way back?" leo:...no. Ivan: "...Not even for candy?" leo:....im good, thanks. Ivan: "...Do you want a piggy back ride?" leo: i-i wouldnt want to trouble you... 7///7; Ivan: "I doubt it would be a problem--you look to be of low weight." leo:............. *looks down*....... ._.; Ivan: "???" leo:...n-nothing. 7/////7;;; Ivan: "...I have strong limbs." leo: im more concerned for your back- Ivan: "...Ah. Good point. Thanks for watching out for me, friend." leo:....r-right.... (chibi!leo: *AXED IN THE FACE* </3 ) Ivan: *sad sigh* leo: ?? vanya? Ivan: "He's probably with that slut." leo:.... Ivan: "I bet he doesn't even like doing her." leo: ........ Ivan: "Probably just having sex with her to infect her with something..." leo:............. Ivan: "..." TT_TT leo:....*holding his hand* Ivan: *covers his face with his other hand* "Th-Thanks..." leo:... .///////////////////////////////.;;;;;;;;; Ivan: "I just want to get home and crawl into bed..." leo: i know how that feels.... Ivan: *nod nod* "Just sleep..." -elsewhere- Lucy: ._.; "...Think we lost him?" atsushi: i think so... Akutagawa: "Hello." atsushi: O________________O;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; Lucy: *stands in front of Atsushi* "You want him?! You're going to have to go through my dead--" Akutagawa: *grabs Lucy by the head--and tosses her back* atsushi: *runs* lucy! *nice catch* Lucy: "...WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH THIS GUY?! YOU DON'T JUST TOSS A LADY AROUND--" Akutagawa: "I don't see a lady. I see an interloping, shrewish, nagging red-haired devil." atsushi: just what is your problem, man? Akutagawa: "I am lonely." atsushi: is this about me rejecting you? Akutagawa: "...Why are you with her, and not me?" Lucy: "..." *taking off her earrings* atsushi: well, for starters, she doesnt try to kill me and my friends time and time again. *sigh* how many times do i have to go over this with you? Akutagawa: "Until she is out of the way, and you are mine--!" Lucy: *hands Atsushi her earrings* atsushi: ..... Akutagawa: "--to make you be mine and mine alone, forever and ever, until--" Lucy: *pulls back her fist--and punches Akutagawa in the balls* atsushi: *wince* Akutagawa: X~X *collapses* Lucy: "DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME A NAG, YOU AWFUL, MEAN PERSON!" atsushi:....he needs some help, big time. Lucy: =_= "...Take an arm, let's get him to the infirmary..." -elsewhere- Dazai: ^W^ kirako: you seem pleased. Dazai: "I just had a sense that something improved out there in the vast universe." kirako:.... ?? Dazai: "Like karma paid back someone..." *sits back* "Or maybe I'm just hungry." -elsewhere- FD: *sighs* pushkin: we're back! katya: <verbaaank...> Ivan: ._. leo: katya's drunk, but she didnt kill anyone. FD: "Well, that's good to know." leo: and miss lewis? FD: "Asleep." Ivan: OWO leo:....i see. FD: *nods* "Likely best you all get your rest." -elsewhere- Spirit: *covered in broken eggs* -___-; sachiko: ^^; i guess some people dont realize that trick or treat is _tomorrow_ night, huh? Spirit: "No kidding..." *grabs a towel* "Little brats..." sachiko: i'll get the shower for you. Spirit: "Thanks." -elsewhere- Yumi: *cuddle* lord death: ~<3 Yumi: *sighs* "Quiet..." lord death: indeed. Yumi: "..." *pulls the bedsheet over them* lord death:....*holds her* Yumi: *murmurs* "You cutie..." lord death:...i worry about you. Yumi: "???" lord death:....please stay safe.... Yumi: "...Death, no..." *holds onto him* lord death: s-sorry.....just overthinking again.... Yumi: *sniff* lord death: i didnt mean to frighten you... Yumi: *holds on tightly* "Just...stay here...tonight." lord death:....of course. Yumi: "..." *rests her head against his chest* -elsewhere- Kunikida: *sets down his mug of milk* -...- {Kunikida: "...I screwed up...so badly..."} {yosano: ....you didnt know, dont beat yourself up over it...} {-it was a joint funeral for rokuzo and nobuko-} {Kunikida: "...I should have known. I should have anticipated...planned for it...something...I..."} -knocks- Kunikida: "..." *wipes his eyes* "Come in." aya: you ok? Kunikida: "...Just thinking." aya: 'bout what? Kunikida: "...Someone who died." aya:......oh. Kunikida: "Sorry. I still think about them..." aya: who? Kunikida: "...A client...and a former associate." aya:...oh... Kunikida: "..." *puts his head in his hands* aya:...*hug* Kunikida: *small shiver* aya: i dont know what all happened, but i think you're doing swell. Kunikida: "..." *frozen...crying* aya: .....*huuug* Kunikida: "..." *hugs her back* -elsewhere- Lucy: -_-;;;; "That was annoying." atsushi: yeah. he need serious help, mentally. Lucy: "We keep talking about that--and it's not happening. Not like we can force him into therapy." atsushi: im beginning to worry he's never going to get over it... Lucy: *sighs* "That is...depressing, even for him." odasaku: ... Lucy: "...Thanks for saving me." atsushi:....no problem. same to you. Lucy: "..." *small fist bump* "Good team." atsushi: *smiles* Lucy: "..." *smiles back* ^^ -elsewhere- Black Star: "Zzz..." tsubaki: .....*tucks him in* Black Star: =w= *sleeps more calmly* -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *looking up at the Moon* mary:... ?? what's wrong, toby? Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *finally notices Mary, looks at her* "???" mary: you look sad... Mr. Tsubaki: "..." TT_TT *nudges Mary* mary: *pap pap* Mr. Tsubaki: *fox chittering...rests his head on her lap* YY~YY -early morning- Kid: =w= stocking: did that feel good~? Kid: "Divine..." *smooch* stocking: hehe~ happy birthday, kiddo~ Kid: "..." *hug* stocking: u///u Kid: "...I never thought it would be like this..." stocking: well, here we are. *kiss* Kid: -\\\\\- "..." *sniff, holds onto her* stocking: *rubs his back* Kid: "...Do I deserve this?" stocking: of course you do. i love you. Kid: "I-I love you..." *nuzzles close to her* -elsewhere- Iida: "..." tensei:....something up? Iida: "Just...have had a lot on my mind since the dance." tensei: like what? Iida: "...A classmate has invited me for two dates now." tensei: oh? Iida: *nods* "And I have quite enjoyed myself. I just...still feel surprised to be invited at all." -elsewhere- Anya: *folding her clothes* bailey: soooo i heard you had Anya: O\\\\\\\\\o "WH-WHAT HAVE YOU HEARD?!" ao: oh my, what's this now~?a date last night~ Anya: >\\\\< "NOTHING HAPPENED!" tsugumi: it's like cinderella! only with the prince leaving after midnight? Meme: "Did you leave your prince your slipper?" Anya: *covering her ears* "La la la! Can't hear you!" -elsewhere- FD: "Any useful information gathered?" yana: *showing him the notes she took* FD: "Hmm...What's this chart with the lines connecting names?" yana: hmm? *looks* FD: " 'Yana and Anya'?" yana: ... that's irrelevant. let me just.... FD: "Is this what the kids call a 'shipping chart'?" yana:.... j-just something i did in my spare time... 7-7;;; it's just observations! =3=; FD: "..." *pats her head* yana:....are you trying to make this weirder than it is? if so, you're succeeding. FD: "...Yes. Now, tell me about this one..." *taps his finger on 'Momo'* -elsewhere- Higan: "Here's your tea." tsubaki: thanks. Higan: "You're welcome. Get any sleep?" -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: *staring in awe* "...This may be the perfection of breakfast foods." *it's a breakfast burrito* bram:...*sweatdrop* Mr. Tsubaki: *sniffs* -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Excited for today?" sonia: *nods* Chuuya: *smiles* "We'll visit some houses, get some candy...You'll get to see other children." sonia: *smile* Chuuya: ^^ "Just be sure to not eat too much--I'm going to hold you to a maximum pieces of candy." -elsewhere- Arthur: *asleep...in a suit of armor...full of candy* shinra:................... Relan: ._. "...Where did he get all that candy?" -elsewhere- Patty: "Got the gifts wrapped?" liz: all set. Patty: "Hee hee...So cool...Think he'll like them?" liz: im sure of it. Patty: "..." *holds up her hand for a high five* -high five!- Patty: ^W^ "Best sisters!" liz: hell yeah. Patty: *lifts up the gifts* "When we giving them to him? At the dinner?" -elsewhere- Poe: *writing notes in his journal* emilia: *snoozing* Poe: *smiles lightly, as he closes his journal and opens the cupboard, removing tea cups and a kettle* -elsewhere- Dazai: "Excited for tonight?" atsushi: yeah, it's my first-time trick-or-treating. ^^; Dazai: "I think you'll like it. You bringing Kyoka and Lucy along?" atsushi: *nods* kenji, ranpo, and aya are coming with too. Dazai: "Oh, good." *serious face* "Ranpo is going to steal all of your candy." atsushi: ._.; we'll keep him on a short leash. Dazai: "And a muzzle." -elsewhere- Mori: *tapping a skeleton toy* -.....- Mori: "...Little trinket. Popular in this town." miura: so i see. Mori: "...Except this toy does this--" *He pushes the head, and the eyes light up and the skeleton lets out a small shriek* "...If I pushed down on your head..." miura: no. Mori: "...If I asked Motojirou to add that feature--" miura: *up in his face* no. Mori: .____. "..." *his finger hovers over her nose* miura: do not. Mori: "Boop." *presses* -elsewhere- Joker: "I think going out for a drink tonight is as good as any." ivy: yeah, sounds good. Joker: "And we can dress up--" scarlet: ....... Joker: *holds up a pair of goggles and a cap* "These can work for you, Red." -elsewhere- Kid: "..." julie: ?? Kid: "??? Oh, hello." *smiles* "How are you, Julie?" julie: excited! Kid: "Oh? Why's that?" julie: halloween today! Kid: ^^ "That's right...You ready for trick or treating?" julie: mmhmm! dad's gonna go with me. Kid: "That's good...You have fun, okay?" -elsewhere- Akutagawa: >____< naoya: come on, the party will help you get your mind off things. Akutagawa: "...The last social gathering ended with me punched in the testicles. Again." naoya: hey, you'll be fine, ok? Akutagawa: *grumble grumble* -elsewhere- Kunikida: *slicing apples* ranpo: *in dino suit* Kyoka: "...Why a giant lizard?" ranpo: excuse you? im a dino! >3< Kyoka: "...Oh. Sorry." *puts detective hat onto the top of his outfit* -elsewhere- Benimaru: "...Does this outfit actually look 'Halloween-y'?" kirei: ^^ it's fitting. Benimaru: "Hmmm....I just feel really pale like this..." -elsewhere- Hiro: *pulling on his costume* hime: ?? Hiro: *his voice muffled* "I hope this is impressive--I spent so much time on this, it's like I've been locked away for months..." -elsewhere- Lucy: "Oh, hey, Naho." naho: hiya! atsushi: *waves* Sakuya: "Yo. What you up to for All Hallows' Eve?" atsushi: trick-or-treating. it's the first time i've gone. ^^; naho: neato! Lucy: "Same...You all doing the same?" naho: you bet! ^^ Lucy: "Cool! Maybe we'll see you out there?" naho: maybe! Lucy: ^^ Sakuya: "..." *looks at Atsushi* "What're you going as?" atsushi: im just going as a cowboy. Sakuya: "Ah...That's cool." -elsewhere- shaula: *HURK* ugh...fucking sea sickness... Medusa: "Oh, what's wrong? Baby scorpion couldn't find a frog to ride on?" shaula: *flips her off* no, cause your frog ran off with a wolfman. Medusa: "Oh, what's wrong? Baby scorpion couldn't find a frog to ride on?" shaula: *flips her off* no, cause your frog ran off with a wolfman. Alone: *angry twitching* milia: OwO;;; *nudges closer to nals* Nals: "Don't go near that one--he's crazy." Alone: "Sh-She would've been mine--if she had just seen..." shaula: oh shaddap, it's bad enough the fake reaper does that shit. Mad!Kid: *heavy breathing* shaula:...*shudders* freaky. Mad!Kid: "I can help with your seasickness..." shaula: PASS. Mad!Kid: "But I was going to put you out of your misery--" shaula: im cured it's a miracle bye! *walks off very quickly* Mad!Kid: "...Just trying to be helpful." -elsewhere- Jacqueline: "Got your hot chocolate." kim: awesome! Jacqueline: "How's work been?" -elsewhere- Dazai: "This costume is so good..." *wraps his hand* -knock- Dazai: "Coming!" *then sees his hands are tied together* "..." *manages to put his tied hands along the knob, manages to turn the knob to open the door* "Hey there--" kirako: need help? -she’s dressed as catwoman- Dazai: OWO "..." *nod nod nod* "Yeah, I'm all tied up--and not in a fun way. Great costume..." kirako: ^^; Dazai: "Looking forward to the party...My mummy costume will be killer." -elsewhere- Mephisto: "How you holding up?" felisia: alright. exhausted though. Mephisto: "...What may I get you?" felisia: mint choco ice cream with pepper on it. Mephisto: owo;;;; "...Of course~" -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *in fox form, walking through the halls...looks at a door: "DO NOT ENTER"* "...???" -it's just storage- Tsubaki: -_-; ("...Boring.") *nudges a box* -elsewhere- Hyde: *adjusts his tie, then combs his hair* "...All set." licht: what are you supposed to be, a disappointment? Hyde: -____-; "No. I'm a hot Halloween date." licht:....is your date blind? Hyde: "WHAT IF THEY ARE?! SHUT UP!" licht:........ Hyde: "You should try dating. She may have a sibling or a friend." licht: i will accompany your date to protect them from you. Hyde: -_-; "...Your confidence in me is remarkable." licht: on this night where demons stalk, an angel must come forwards. i....*pose* am that angel. Hyde: "..." *claps* "Okay, that was awesome!" julian: ^^; *DING DONG* Hyde: "THAT'S MY DATE!" romina: ya- girl: yo motherfuckers. Hyde: OWO "You made it! Welcome!" kranz: .________.;;;; Hyde: "Ready to go?" *looks behind her* "Or you bring someone else?" -elsewhere- Kid: "..." liz: happy birthday! Kid: ^^ "Thank you..." stocking: happy birthday! Kid: "Hee hee..." *hug* lord death: ^^ Kid: "Father..." *hug* lord death: ^^ happy birthday, son. Kid: "Thank you...for being my father." lord death: ....of course. Kid: -w- -elsewhere- Kyoka: *holds up her bag* "Give me candy." house owner: ._.; atsushi: she means 'trick or treat'. owner: ah, here you go kids. aya: awesome! ranpo: yis! kenji: thanks ma'am! Lucy: "Thank you!" atsushi: where to next? Kyoka: *holds up the map* "If we go to that house, they have whole chocolate bars." atsushi: alright then! Lucy: *follows* "Hope I have enough bags. Anne, how many more do we have left?" -elsewhere- sonia: *holding chuuya's hand* Chuuya: "And we look at both sides before crossing..." *looks...starts walking* "You excited?" sonia: *nod* Chuuya: "I think you'll get a lot of candy. Want to ring the door bell?" sonia:...c-could you please? Chuuya: "Sure!" *presses the doorbell* sonia: trick or treat! *A face peeks through the barely opened door* Neighbor: "Don't got any--go away!" sonia:.....*staaaaaaare* Chuuya: "...Hey, come on, buddy--it's Halloween. You know, for the kids--" *Door slammed into Chuuya's face* sonia: ....another house? Chuuya: "..." *smiles at Sonia* "One moment." *looks at the door...and rips it off its hinges* sonia: ... Neighbor: "?!! Hey! What the hell are you--" Chuuya: *death glare* Neighbor: "!!!!" Chuuya: "Apologize." sonia: *puppy eyes* Neighbor: "H-Hey, dude! I'm sorry I slammed the door in your--" Chuuya: "To. Her." sonia: ..... Neighbor: "..." Q_____Q *hands her a whole bag of lollipops* sonia: thank you. Neighbor: "Y-You're welcome." Chuuya: "...I'll fix your door on the way out..." -elsewhere- Gin: "Ready?" higuchi: yeah. -the party seems to be doing well- ayako: WOOT! Motojiro: -_-;;;; "Keep her away from the soda..." higuchi: ^^; Akutagawa: "..." elise: ?? Akutagawa: "Hmph." *crosses his arms* elise: well arent _you_ just grouchy. =3= Akutagawa: "Don't you have dolls to play with?" elise: well, the old man said he'd take us trick or treating in a moment. you in or out? Akutagawa: "I don't--" Gin: "He's in." Akutagawa: "?!!" hirotsu: excellent. Q: ^^ Akutagawa: -____-;;; -elsewhere- Relan: "Ready?" shinra: *nods* Relan: "Okay..." *rings the doorbell* sachiko: hello? Relan: "...Trick or treat?" owo; sachiko: ah! here you kids go. shinra: thanks! Relan: "Thank you, ma'am." ^W^ -elsewhere- child: *aiming an egg at a familiar house...* "Watch this, buddy..." child 2: *giggles* Poe: *chilly, serene, calm voice* -w-# "And what are you youngsters up to?" child 2: *SCREAM* Child 1: o____O "..." *drops the egg* "RUN!" lana: edgar? did something happen out there? Poe: ^W^ "Just some visitors." *holds up an egg* lana: *chuckles* Poe: "Just scared them off. I'm sure they'll be gone--" *SPLAT* lana: D8< HEY! Child 1: "Hee hee--" Poe: *his hair is over one eye...and his other eye...is on fire* child 2: *has run off already* Child 1: ._. "..." *runs* Poe: "YOU COME HERE AGAIN, AND I'LL FEED YOU TO MY GHOST DOG!" *stamps his foot* lana: *sigh* need me to help you wash up? Poe: "..." T__T *nod nod* -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: *at the grocery* "...But why do they have Christmas items out already?" worker: welcome to retail, dude. Fitzgerald: "...Huh. ...So..." *excited* "When does the Halloween candy go on sale?!" -elsewhere- Anya: .___. rowena: ?? Anya: *looking around* "..." rowena: is something wrong? Anya: "No...Just...thought I felt someone watching." rowena:... *looking around* Anya: "..." {Anya: "Did you enjoy the dance?"} {yana: yeah, it was fun.} {Anya: "Yeah! ...Well, thanks for keeping me company. Are you walking home?"} {yana: yeah. see ya later?} {Anya: *nods* "You going out for Halloween?"} {yana:...not sure.} {Anya: "Well, there's always Trick or Treating. Can get candy..."} {yana:...i'll think 'bout it.} {Anya "...Okay." *smiles, waves* "I'll walk back to the dormitory. Good night!"} {yana: *waves and walks off*} -...- Anya: *sighs* -elsewhere- FD: *looking at cameras* "...So many costumes." yana: mmhmm. *throwing darts on the dart board, with a few pictures on it* FD: *looks at the pictures* -the pictures are of various members of both the mafia and the agency- FD: "Who's at the bullseye?" yana:...*throwing a dart...right at fukuzawa's picture* -elsewhere- fukuzawa: !!!! Kunikida: "??? Sir?" fukuzawa:....n-nothing, just felt uneasy... Kunikida: "...Some tea?" fukuzawa:.....yes, thank you. Kunikida: *pours* "...I am onto something regarding our Rat problem." fukuzawa: oh? Kunikida: "I have been tracking new individuals passing our office, writing an algorithm." fukuzawa: *listening* Kunikida: "It predicts paths they walk, destinations...and origins." fukuzawa: hmm... Kunikida: "Eventually, points will accumulate on the map--with the larger dots on it indicating origins and destinations most common for people near us. We can use this information to get a better prediction who is interested in spotting our offices." fukuzawa: i see. Kunikida: "I also have set up some photo-recognition software, in case certain individuals keep stopping by..." *passes a photograph, showing Lucy* -ID: Lucy Maud Montgomery- Kunikida: "...Former members of the Guild deserve some added attention." fukuzawa: hmm.. Kunikida: "It is especially important, with so many people wearing masks tonight." -elsewhere- Kid: *sips his drink* stocking: beautiful night out, huh? Kid: *smiles* "Yes..." *reaches for her hand* stocking: *holding his hand* Kid: *rubs her hand* "...Thanks." stocking: ^^ Kid: "...It is surreal." stocking: hmm? Kid: "I just...can't believe this is my life." stocking: well, it is. *smiles* Kid: "...I feel like I don't deserve it." stocking: *sighs and hugs him* you do deserve it, ok? Kid: *sniff* *hug* stocking: *kiss* i love you, always, ok? Kid: T\\\T *nods, kisses back* -elsewhere- Lucy: "--eleven, twelve--thirteen bags full of candy!" aya: neato! kenji: ^^ Kyoka: "Shall we return to the Agency--or try one more house?" ranpo: i saved the best for last! Lucy: "Oh?" ranpo: lo and behold! -it's poe's house- Kyoka: "...Oh." Lucy: "..." *rubs her arms* "D-Did it get c-colder here?" ._.; atsushi: didnt rowena say the house is full of ghosts too? Kyoka: *shiny eyes* Lucy: O_O;; kenji: cool! Lucy: *pushes Atsushi forward* "Y-You ring the bell..." atsushi: ok? *knocks* *The door inches open* atsushi: hello? ranpo: hey poe! hope ya dont mind us dropping by! *wind is heard rustling* ranpo: ?? aya: hello? *steps inside* Lucy: Q~Q *chains are heard rattling* atsushi: 0w0; *ghostly moans are heard* Kyoka: "...???" ranpo: hey poe? you in? *something is dripping on the table...it's red* aya: O_O; ranpo:...did you spill jello or something, poe? Lucy: *clutching Atsushi* *giggling is heard right over Aya's shoulder* aya: *looks* Poe: *standing, giggling, as his hands are elbow-deep in red* "Hee hee hee..." atsushi: *SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM* aya: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! Lucy: *clutching Atsushi* "EEEEEEEEEEK!" Kyoka: "..." kenji: ? ranpo: OuO;;;; lana: edgar? did someone come in? Poe: "Hee hee..." *flips a light switch, smiles at Lana* "Yes! We have guests! And I'm just about done crushing the grapes." atsushi: *phew* aya: >3<; ranpo: oh, so no jelly? boo. fran: you rang? Lucy: Q________Q "...I'm going to pee myself..." -elsewhere- Vulcan: *revving up a motorcycle--decorated in skulls* sayu: woah. Vulcan: "I think this suits Halloween..." *puts on a skull mask* sayu: ghost rider! Vulcan: "Bingo!" *sits on the cycle, revs it* "I just couldn't get the mask to light up on fire--without killing myself." sayu: OuO ? Vulcan: "...I mean, I don't have flame abilities. Actually, does anyone with flame abilities just light up their head?" sayu: probably! but i dont have flame abilities either, so i dunno. Vulcan: "...How are you in physical work?" -elsewhere- Mad!Kid: "..." *hugs himself* pandora: *asleep* Mad!Kid: *shivers* "..." ("I will return to her...") -silence- Mad!Kid: "..." ("He's probably with her...He'll be the first to go.") -elsewhere- Kid: *shivers* stocking: hmm? kid? Kid: "...S-Sorry. Just felt cold." stocking: it's ok. -elsewhere- soul:....*staring up at the moon* .... {Maka: "Are you even listening to me?"} {soul: *mumble* its 7 am, lemme sleep... zzz} {Maka: -_-# *grabs his ankle*} {soul: noooo...} soul:....*looks at his hand* ...... *gets up and heads to the DWMA training room* -and so- soul: *stretch* alright...let's to this. *slicing at dummies* {Maka: "Good slice!"} *eyes are focused on Soul* soul: thanks... *back slashes another dummy* {Maka: "Behind you!"} *A hand reaches for him...* soul: ?! *turns and blocks* ???: "EEK!" *pulls back their hand* "I-I didn't want to get it sliced off!" soul: !! sorry, you kind of startled me. ???: *small whimper* soul: ?? h-hey, you ok? *letting his eyes adjust to see the person* ???: "I-I just was lost and heard the noise in here..." soul: wait....hiro? Hiro: "Y-Yeah, it's me..." soul: ah....you come for some late night training too? Hiro: *shrugs* "N-Now and then?" soul: ah, cool. Hiro: "..." *puts on his gloves, approaches a punching bag* soul:...did you graduate with us or not? Hiro: ^^; "I thought I would...but I missed some credits because of a paperwork error." soul: that's rough, buddy. Hiro: *punching the bag* "Oh, you know--I'm just rolling with the punches--" *the bag swings back, hitting him in the face* soul: *wince* arent we all? *helps him up* Hiro: "Thanks..." *rubs his bruised cheek* "Guess I hit harder than I thought..." soul: maybe you could be a fisticuffs meister like kilik? Hiro: "...Know any weapons that fit onto hands?" -elsewhere- Hibana: "You happy?" hanako: *nods* i had so much fun! Hibana: "D'aw! I'm glad." ^^ hanako: i saw so many other kids today! Hibana: "Do you like hanging out with kids your age?" hanako: *nods* Hibana: *pats her head* "We'll have to get you more playdates." -elsewhere- Relan: *drops the bag of candy on the living room table* "Holy moley, that's a lot..." shinra: so tired... Relan: "..." *pats a hand on the couch* shinra: *lays down* =w= iris: ^^ Relan: *pats Iris's shoulder, as he strokes Shinra's head* shinra:....zzzzz Relan: *small forehead kiss* -elsewhere- Mori: "Hee hee hee..." -...- Mori: "...." *looks around* "...Why am I laughing to myself?" -......- Mori: "..." *tosses his mask onto the couch, exits his office* -the hall is silent- Mori: >3< "Boring..." elise: ?? Mori: "Is everyone still out?" elise: miura's charging, so yeah. besides the guards. Mori: "..." *waves a hand in front of Miura's eyes* miura: *charging* Mori: "..." *removes a permanent marker* miura: do not Mori: OwO;;; -early morning- Kid: "Zzzzz..." stocking: *kiss* Kid: *wrinkles his nose* "Mmmmm..." *instinctively hugs her* stocking: u///u *snuggle* Kid: "Stocking..." *rubs her back* -elsewhere- Hyde: "Zzzz..." licht:...*sigh* honestly... Hyde: *hedgehog yawn* "..." *looks around* "...How did I get here?" licht: that demon delinquent tricked us, attempted to rob us, i chased her off because im an angel. Hyde: "...Huh. Did she take my record collection?" licht: she didnt take anything. Hyde: "Well, that's good...Did she leave her number?" licht:.... *le tosses hyde out the window* Hyde: O_o *flaps his arms--and falls like a brick* *CRASH* Hyde: "...Owie." -elsewhere- Dazai: *stretches* kirako: zzzz Dazai: "..." *cuddles* kirako: =w= Dazai: "Hello, kitty..." *rubs a finger behind her ear* kirako: morning. Dazai: "Sleep well?" *rests his head on her shoulder* kirako: yeah. and you? Dazai: "..." *kisses her shoulder* kirako: hehe, well you're sure affectionate this morning. Dazai: "...Yeah." *smiles, kisses her cheek* kirako: ^^; Dazai: "...Want some breakfast?" *sits up, rubbing her back* -elsewhere- Poe: *humming, as he pours orange juice* henry: did you get rowena's present? Poe: *nods* "And wrapped." henry: ^^ Poe: "So, when shall we give her the gifts?" -elsewhere- FD: *washing his face* -....- FD: "..." *looks in the mirror* "..." -what do you see?- {FD: *staring at his reflection in his glass of water* "..."} {barkova: *chewing on a stale loaf of bread*} {FD: "...You got some teeth on you."} {barkova: hehe...*nom nom*} {FD: "...Hey..." *slides his glass of water to her* "Dunk the bread in there. It'll soften it."} {barkova: OuO *dunk and nom* ^^} {FD: "...See? You can learn."} {barkova: ^^} {FD: "...What's your name?"} {barkova: <anna.>} {FD: <Fyodor.> *offers his hand*} -...- FD: "..." *towels off, opens the door* -elsewhere- Todoroki: *staring at his phone* *checks messages* ochako: [how was the movie marathon?] Todoroki: "..." *small smile* [lengthy. fell asleep after the third. how was your halloween?] ochako: [went T-r-T-ing with the squad] Todoroki: "..." [did you get good candy?] ochako: [yep!] Todoroki: [that's good. which is your favorite?] -elsewhere- Chuuya: *vacuuming* sonia: zzzzz mito: *mreow* Chuuya: *turns off the vacuum* "Sorry, Mito--the vacuum scaring you?" mito: *scared kitty sounds* Chuuya: "..." *holds his palm up in front of her* mito:...*nuzzles her head against his hand* Chuuya: *smiles, pets her* "It's okay." mito:...*purr* Chuuya: *small chin scratch* mito: =w= Chuuya: "I'll finish up the old fashion way..." *dons an apron, mask, and a cloth with a stick* -elsewhere- Patty: "And with Halloween behind us, you know what's coming up next, right?" julie: christmas! Wes: "..." *glaring* "We meet again, you bastard." riley: ?? *looks at who wes is talking to* *He's talking to a banjo* Wes: "You have an awful sound that I just cannot master! Why?! It should be like playing a violin!" riley:....*sweatdrop* Wes: "...ANSWER ME, YOU CONFOUNDED INSTRUMENT OF MAYHEM!!!" -elsewhere- Joker: *holding up animal crackers, slurring his words* "Then the happy bunny says hello to the happy bear...but, 'Oh no!'" *bites the head off the rabbit cracker* scarlet:.......how many did he have? Bartender: "Three beers, one shot, and a Diet Coke--" scarlet:....good god. Joker: "Then the bunnies return! And they murder the bear! ARG! RAWR! Blood! Intestines!" *munches the bear cracker* -elsewhere- Hibana: YY~YY gabriella: tired? Hibana: *nods* "I want to lie down..." -elsewhere- mikan: *letting asura rest his head on her lap* Asura: Q____Q mikan: *humming* Asura: *closes his eyes* "Th-Thanks..." heibito: da? Asura: "..." *pats his head* heibito: =w= mikan: hard to believe he's going to be 2 years old in a few days... Asura: "He's a growing boy..." mikan: ^^ Asura: "...He's beautiful." mikan: he has your eyes. heibito: hehe! Asura: "Your laugh..." -elsewhere- Poe: *raking the front lawn* "There...One large pile of leaves raked--" emilia: *peeek* Poe: "??? Emilia?" *holds up a leaf* "You see how the colors were changing?" emilia: *nod* Poe: "That's the chlorophyll in them, dying." emilia:.... ??? molly:....*looks at lana* i worry for your future children. lana:.... ^^;;;;; Poe: "--and it feeds the tree." *sweeps his hand* "And the tree stores all that food to survive through winter." emilia: ...cool. Poe: "I know! It's so fascinating! I once wrote a story about how the age of the tree was integral to the treasure buried under it--" emilia: buried treasure?! *shiny eyes* Poe: "It's an entertaining story--at least, I think so. I have the book, if you want to read it." -elsewhere- Anya: "LET GO OF IT!" Fitzgerald: "NO, YOU!" shinoa: oh my, what's going on? misono: *pinches nose* there's more than just one of those things... -_-; Anya: "THIS ONE HAS MY FAVORITE FLAVORS!" Fitzgerald: "THIS ONE HAS MY FAVORITE COLORS!" misono: *sweatdrop* -elsewhere- Shamrock: "..." *touching his face* -...- {Shamrock: *gasping*} {-no one else is there....only him and the vampire before him....-} {Vampire: *smiles--as he holds up his sword* "Did they leave you by yourself?...Heartless."} {Shamrock: "..." *collapses to his knees* "Th-There had to be a reason...What was it...?"} {Vampire: "...There is none. No reason to betray. To kill. But to not forgive, even someone you despise..."} {Shamrock: "..."} {Vampire: "The saddest thing...is the failure to understand each other. There is no justice. Nobody can change how you were wounded. I cannot tell you not to be hurt by that. It's fine if you want to scream, 'I hurt!'"} {Shamrock: *shudder, tearing up*} {Vampire: "...If there are people who say those things to you...I will strike them for you. Now--"} {*BANG*} {Vampire: "?!!" *shocked...then looks sad* "...I will give you a new name."} naho: sham? Shamrock: "...Hmm?" naho: you ok? Shamrock: "...Yes. Thank you." *rubs his eye* naho:...*hug* you're important to us, ok? >u< Shamrock: "..." *sniff* *pat pat* "Th-Thanks..." naho: ^^ Shamrock: "I-I will make tea..." -elsewhere- Johannes: OWO metsu: ....yes? Johannes: *holds up crayons* metsu: .....are you going somewhere with this, doctor? Johannes: "Let me draw you!" metsu: um.....alright? sounds harmless enough. Johannes: "--in this." *holds up a dress* metsu:....spoke too soon. -elsewhere- Kid: *wearing his new birthday sweater* .______. kirika: *snickers* Kid: "I...don't know what to say." -elsewhere- Kunikida: *soaked* -___- aya: what happened to you? Kunikida: "Someone dumped a bucket of water onto me--then dropped the bucket onto my head." aya: yikes. Kunikida: "I gathered some clues to their identity, starting with fingerprints on the bucket and this hair sample..." aya: *peeks* *The hair is purple* aya: dr yosano! Kunikida: "Hmm...What is the motive?" -elsewhere- Lucy: *sets down a plate of fries* "Okay...We need to talk." atsushi:.....*sweating violently* Q~Q;;;; Lucy: "There's a play about one of my favorite books...and I want to go. And it's fancy." atsushi: oh...sure! *internal sigh of relief* Lucy: "So you will need a suit. And a taser." atsushi: ok- wait taser? Lucy: "I am not having that shadowy jerk ruin our date and my play." -_- atsushi: right... ^^; ehehe.. ^^; i knew that. Lucy: "..." *rests her head on his shoulder, takes a fry* -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *wearing cat ears* elise: ^^ Mori: "See? It's all going according to plan..." Gin: "...What plan?" Akutagawa: "I have no idea--and it's scaring me." elise: i think rintarou's off his meds tbh. Mori: OWO;;;; "...Ha ha ha! I don't know what she means--" Gin: "Please, sir, go lie down..." miura: get some rest. Mori: "I CAN LIVE FOREVER--" *collapses* miura: *sighs and carries him to bed* kouyou: ..... *concerned* Mori: *muttering in his sleep* kouyou: ..... *sigh* Mori: "Rin..." miura: ?? Mori: "Rintarou..." miura: ..... Mori: "Rintarou is a good boy..." miura:..... Mori: *holds onto Miura* "Zzz..." -elsewhere- Stein: "..." aya drevis:...? Stein: "...A new mission." aya drevis: where? Stein: "Germany..." aya drevis: back at home, then... Stein: "...Yes." *lights another cigarette* aya drevis: so valentine and i are holding down the fort then? Stein: "I'm afraid so." *puffs* -elsewhere- Mifune: "...Your house seems...highly occupied." tsubaki: ^^; naho: didnt i see you feeding stray cats the other day? Mifune: "??? No. I was at home yesterday." naho: hmmmm... Mifune: "Must have been someone else. Besides, there are only a few cats that ever stop by my house." naho: ah. maybe it's your double? kind of like how lilac has a double! tsubaki: you mean chrona? naho: *nods* Mifune: "...Dopplegangers. I already had to deal with those." *holds his sword* naho: *listening* Mifune: "A wraith, sent to hunt me." lilac: s-scary... naho: and _then_ what happened?? Mifune: "I killed it. ...Sorry. I'm not good at storytelling. And I figured, if I'm sitting here telling you the story, I must have survived." naho: ^^ Sakuya: "...How do we know _you_ aren't the wraith...?" Mifune: "...Maybe I am." lilac: *hiding* tsubaki: mifune! Mifune: "...Sorry. I also can't tell jokes." -elsewhere- Kyoka: "I want Halloween candy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner." atsushi: ._. Lucy: "That is not healthy..." *tosses a piece of unwrapped gum* "And with my braces, I can't even eat this." -elsewhere- Meme: "Up for cleaning the pool?" tsugumi: i think it's closing up for the winter Meme: "..." *looks at the calendar* "...I think I just had one of my old brain fails." -elsewhere- FD: "He's been quiet." yana: the padre? FD: "Yes." yana: yeah, i noticed... FD: "...Wake him up." yana: alright......oooi, padre, you up? Hawthorne: "..." *coughs up blood* yana: im just gonna take that as a 'not really'. Hawthorne: "..." *The blood seems to be...bubbling?* yana:....*backs up* Hawthorne: "..." *The blood bubbles up--into a spire* yana: *slams the door* O-O;;; *thumping and cutting is heard inside* FD: "???" yana:....<damn. you and the nurse did a serious number on his mind...> FD: <...I think his religion helped.> yana: ... <maybe.> *thump thump thump--SLIIIIICE* yana:....<what do you think we should do about this?> FD: <Let him tire himself out--> *STAB* *The blood has pierced through the door--and into FD's arm* FD: "..." yana: holy- Hawthorne: *loud screaming* FD: "...Zoey. Now." zoey: *knocks him out wth a crowbar* Hawthorne: *collapsed* FD: "...I'm bleeding." zoey: *tending to his injuries* FD: "..." <He is too powerful like this...> yana: <what do we do with him?> FD: <He obviously wants something that we are not giving him. We've broken his mind--so, let's rebuild it.> -elsewhere- Monoma: *reading something--* Izuku: "Hey!" *snatches it out of his hands* "Give that back!" Monoma: "..." *smirks* Izuku: *glare* -CHOP- itsuka: monoma, quit being such a jerk. Monoma: >3< "I was just doing some light reading--" Izuku: "This is private!" *hugs his notebook* itsuka: you know, while katsuki can be very brash and admittedly a bit of an asshole at times, but at least he doesnt violate people's privacy! Izuku: -_-; *holds up the notebook* "He _did_ burn this one and tossed it into a koi pond..." Monoma: "It's as they say: best to know your enemies' strengths and weaknesses. It's not like _I'm_ in the competition any longer...And Midoriya needs all the help he can get against Todoroki." itsuka: well, the next match is about to start. Izuku: "!!! R-Right! Ochaco against...*gulp* Kacchan..." itsuka: well, we better find our seats, right? Monoma: *follows* Izuku: *sits with Class 1A* -elsewhere- ochako:...*breathes*.....ok ochako...you got this.... announcer: this round, the very epitome of a hothead, he was kinda famous in middle school, KATSUKI BAKUGOU! Bakugo: ಠ_ಠ announcer: VERSUS, dont let her bubbly looks fool you, OCHAKO URRRRARRRRRAKA! ochako: ... Bakugo: "I'm not going to go soft on you, Round-Face." ochako: !! ... Iida: "Midoriya...What would you advise?" Izuku: "Well, Kacchan may be strong--but he's useless in close-range combat--" Bakugo: *sneezes* Izuku: "If she can keep him from moving, like float him, she'll have the advantage." -ROUND START!- ochako: *running forwards* Todoroki: *watching* Bakugo: *stands still* ochako: *still running* Izuku: "As I thought...He won't dodge. He'll lead with a right hook--" *BOOM* ochako: URK- (thinking: crap! i couldnt dodge even though i saw it!) Bakugo: *marches to the smoke* "Now die." -something approaches him- Bakugo: ("There she is...") *approaches her jacket* ochako: *coming up from behind him* Bakugo: *slams his hand onto her jacket--and it falls* "?!!!" Izuku: *violently shaking* Todoroki: "!!!" ochako: (thinking: if i can get to him, then i-) Bakugo: *swings his arm back--* *BOOM 2X* ochako: !!! hanta: he reacted as soon as he saw her! itsuka: with reflexes like that, smoke screens wont do much.. Izuku: *overhearing Itsuka* "No kidding. I don't know how--" Monoma: "Idiots." ochako: *charging again* Izuku: *giving a 'The fuck you say' face at Monoma* Bakugo: "Too slow." *swings his arm along the floor--* *BOOM 3X* Monoma: "..." *smirks* Mineta: "...So, Bakugo is a sadist..." jirou: *throws him in the trash* ochako: IM NOT DONE YET! Bakugo: *swings his arm again--* *BOOM 4X* Audience Member: "Owie!" audience member 2: thats not how a someone that wants to be a hero is supposed to act! audience member 3: just push them outta bounds! Audience Member #4: "Villain! Why can't you be like a hero--like All Might or Endeavor?!" Todoroki: "!!!!" Bakugo: "..." Aizawa: "..." ochako: ..... Audience Member #5: "You are just bullying that defenseless girl--" Aizawa: "SHUT UP!" yuuji: !!... old man... Aizawa: "HOW MUCH EXPERIENCE HAVE YOU HAD AS A PRO HERO TO BE THIS STUPID?!" Death the Kid: Izuku: “Ah..” Todoroki: "..." audience member: urk- Aizawa: "You don't like this match? Turn away. Go find a new job. This is what heroes face: insurmountable odds. It is whether you have the courage to face those fears and rise above them that determines whether you have what it takes to be a hero." yuuji: .... Aizawa: "Bakugo is not being this violent just because he's a bully and a jerk--" Bakugo: -_-### Aizawa: "--but because he knows her strength, her power. This is his worthy opponent. A hero does not hold back to accomplish their goal..." ochako: *wiping blood from her mouth* *pant*... Bakugo: "...You still standing, Roundy?" ochako:...thanks, bakugou. Bakugo: "?!" itsuka:... !!!! ah- Monoma: "Oh. You finally noticed." Izuku: "???" Bakugo: "The hell you thanking me for?" tsuyu: *takes hold of izuku's head to make him look up.....at several floating rocks* ochako: thanks for not dropping your guard! Bakugo: "!!! Sh--" ochako: release! *Rocks fall* Bakugo: "..." ochako: (thinking: i just got to find my opening, then i can win! for my family's sake-) *BOOM 5X* ochako: !!!! Todoroki: "!!!" announcer: WOAH! Bakugo: "You've been hanging out with Deku for a long time, Uraraka." ochako: *stunned* announcer: her secret maneuver just went up in smoke! literally! Bakugo: "Surprising...But I knew you had a plan. That was a close one..." *looks up--sneering* "Now it's time to get serious..." *runs at her* ochako: *moves forward........before collapsing* Bakugo: "???" Todoroki: "!!!" Izuku: "...Her capacity..." ochako: n-not....yet.... *crawling* d-dad....i...got to.....*faints* midnight: *going over to check on her*....uraraka has passed out. the round goes to bakugou! Bakugo: "..." Izuku: "..." {Izuku: "I just want to help. Take my notebook--"} {ochako: it's fine....iida said, he'd challenge you, right?... *thumbs up* see you in the finals!*} ochako: .... announcer: the first round of the tournament has concluded, soon, the second round will begin! after repairing the field. again. -later- Bakugo: "DEKU!" Izuku: O~O Bakugo: "ARE YOU LOOKING TO DIE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT?!" Izuku: "N-No! Um...Congratulations on win--" Bakugo: "YOU GAVE HER THAT PLAN, DIDN'T YOU?! That stupid reckless plan may have tripped me up, but--" Izuku: "That was her." Bakugo: "...What?" Izuku: "She came up with that plan. Her. By herself. You want to be upset with someone? You irritated by that plan? Blame Ochako--because she figured it out." Bakugo: "..." Izuku: "...Well...Good day." *fast walking* hanta: hey bakugou! nice job playing villain! ^^ Bakugo: "SHUT THE HELL UP, ARMS!" itsuka: you both really went all out today, huh? Bakugo: "...Yeah. Uraraka kept going." denki: yeah, he's undoubtedly a more 'brawns over brains' guy. Bakugo: *DEATH GLARE* -elsewhere- ochako: nnh....*in medical bed*....ah... *knock knock* ochako: hmm? Todoroki: "...Ochako?" ochako: come on in. Todoroki: "...Are the medics taking care of you?” ochako: yeah.... ^^; guess i lost, hehe. Todoroki: "...Are you hurt?" ochako: just a few scratches. recovery girl took care of me, so my stamina's getting better. Todoroki: "I'm sorry--" ochako: it's fine, you didnt do anything to apologize for. but darn that bakugou! he was too much! i just got to try harder next time! >3< Todoroki: "...I'm sure." ochako:...well, i wish both you and deku best of luck out there, ok? *thumbs up* Todoroki: "..." *thumbs up* "Thank you." ochako: ^^ -ochako's phone rings- Todoroki: "...I suppose you should take that." ochako: yeah... see you later? Todoroki: "I'll be waiting." ochako: *nods and watches him exit*....*picks up* hey dad. Mr. Uraraka: "Hey, sweetie. Mom and I watched the match." ochako: i didnt do too great, i lost. Mr. Uraraka: "I thought you did great. I don't know much about the technical side--but just because you lost doesn't mean you're done, right? You'll try next year!" ochako: ...it only matters if you win, show them how you can do with different types. the scouts cant learn anything from losing a single match... Mr. Uraraka: "But what's the rush?" ochako: *tearing up* i-i mean...i have to...f-for you and mom- Mr. Uraraka: "...Ochaco. I don't want you worrying about us. No matter what happens, I know our daughter is going to be a hero." ochako: ....*sniff* *hic* Todoroki: "..." -elsewhere- Chuuya: "..." classmate: thinking of using a similar strategy, ozaki? Chuuya: "Hmm...Not sure." ("They'd be expecting it now...Hang in there, Uraraka.") -elsewhere- Izuku: *fast walking* *Suddenly, someone appears around the corner--* Endeavor: "Hey." Izuku: ( . ) _________ ( . ) Izuku: "End-End-End--" Endeavor: "There you are. I saw what you did out there. Amazing quirk. That force from just a flick of your fingers." Izuku: "..." *step slide back* Endeavor: *finger point* "In terms of power, you're on par with All Might's quirk." Izuku: "I-I don't know about that. I have to go--" Endeavor: "My boy, Shouto, has the duty to surpass All Might." Izuku: "..." Endeavor: "His match against you...will prove a valuable test. So give it your all. But up a good fight against him." Izuku: "..." Endeavor: "That's all. Sorry for my bluntness." Izuku: "...I-I hope you'll allow me to be blunt." Endeavor: "???" Izuku: "I'm not All Might." Endeavor: "Well, of course you're not--" Izuku: "Just like how Todoroki...is not you!" Endeavor: "..." Izuku: "..." *turns, walks away* -elsewhere- Shigaraki: "..." ???: these children may be your obstacle one day... Shigaraki: "..." *scratches* "Children? Please...What nonsense." -elsewhere- Monoma: "Well, that was interesting." *writes something down* pony: ?? Monoma: *holding a notebook labeled "Quirk Analysis for Copying* pony: doesnt dat deku kid do something like dat too? Monoma: "His is to be a hero. Mine is a little more limited in scope, kind of a cheatsheet to know abilities and weaknesses for when I copy them." pony: ah...but dont you wanna be a hero too? Monoma: "Well, yes. I just need to get a handle on my own ability before I put people at risk. No point jumping into combat unnecessarily before I'm ready." pony: i guess dat makes sense. Monoma: "Of course it does--because I'm no dummy." *bishie sparkle* tokage: in terms of battle, no. but socially.... ehhhh, how do i put this.....you're a bit of a major ass. Monoma: -___-;; "Last I checked, the occupation of 'hero' did not have that as a barrier to employment." itsuka: .... Monoma: "And what do you all do to prepare for our inevitable heroic rises?" -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: *in bed, holding his stomach* TT~TT louisa: i did tell you not to eat it all in one setting, lord francis. Fitzgerald: "I just wanted one more...May I have a ginger ale?" -elsewhere- Mad!Kid: "...Soon?" pandora: soon, child. Mad!Kid: "...Okay." *scratches his arm* -elsewhere- Hyde: *sipping through a straw from a packet of red liquid* licht: -,-; *he has bandages on his arm* Hyde: "I got to say--mixing it with berries is delightful~" julian: ._.; Hyde: "May I have seconds?" -elsewhere- Relan: "That was some battle..." shinra: yeah- ah! shit, still sore. tamaki: and you say _i_ have bad luck... shinra: =3=; i didnt plan on slipping on the steps... Relan: *slight frown at Tamaki* "Let's get you ice, Shinra." *offers a hand* shinra: *smiles* love you, rel. Relan: -\\\\- "Ah, gee...I love you, too." *pats his back carefully* -elsewhere- Burns: "...I think that Jack O'Lantern is rotten." ruby: aww. Burns: "Better toss it out, or use it for fertilizer." ruby: aye aye, sir! *salutes* Burns: "..." *salutes back* ruby: ^^ -elsewhere- Hibana: "KICK ENDEAVOR'S KID’S ASS, TINY FRAIL CHILD!" ryuuko: commander, the next round wont be for a few days. Hibana: "LET IT HAPPEN NOW! THEN ENDEAVOR CAN GO CRYING WHEN HIS KID GETS HIS ASS HANDED TO HIM! I WANT THAT BRUTE TO CRY HIS EYES OUT LIKE THE LITTLE B--" gabriella: *rubs her shoulder* shhhh.... Hibana: *grumble grumble* =\\\\\= Izuku: Q~Q "...May I pass by to get my produce, ma'am?" mikami: g-go right ahead. ^^; Izuku: "Thank you." *nervous walking the fuck out of the grocery store* Manager: "HEY! YOU GOT TO PAY FIRST, KID!" Izuku: "I'M SORRY!" *pulls out his All Might wallet* "I-I'm ready to pay..." -elsewhere- Black Star: *scooping out ice cream* naho: YEEEEAH SUNDAYS! Black Star: "Lilac, you want chocolate syrup?" lilac: ....i-im good....c-chocolate gets me too hyper... Black Star: "That's cool." *sets out chopped nuts and syrups* -elsewhere- Kid: "Will we be at the battle's awards ceremony, Father?" lord death: of course! several members of city council will be there. Kid: *nods* "I look forward to it. I haven't had as much time to keep up on the competition." -elsewhere- Todoroki: "..." *chills his own drink* fuyumi: that was an exciting fight today, huh? Todoroki: "Yes. I was captivated." fuyumi: yeah. they really didnt hold back. Todoroki: "No...I am happy Uraraka worked that hard." fuyumi: yeah. Todoroki: "...I think she could have won." fuyumi: i think so too. Todoroki: "...I..." fuyumi: ?? Todoroki: "...Just thinking about how adamant so many are to get ahead in this competition." fuyumi: hmm... Todoroki: "...When this is over, I want to do something." fuyumi: oh? Todoroki: "Maybe a get-together? I could make something..." fuyumi: sounds like fun....shouto...do you like uraraka~? Todoroki: *spits out his drink* o\\\\\\o fuyumi: well~? Todoroki: "Sh-She's my classmate! Th-That's all!" >3< *crosses his arms* "Where would you ever get such an idea?" fuyumi: sure, shouto. sure. Todoroki: "Sh-Shush!" -\\\\\- *sips his drink* "Just want to be friendly is all..." fuyumi: mmhmm. -elsewhere- Lucy: *holding up a dress* "This one?" kirako: oh definitely! Lucy: "Mmm...Color is nice...Just not liking my shoes to go with it." -elsewhere- Gin: "Is he still sleeping?" miura:....yes. Gin: "...Good. He needs his rest. Excuse me." *departs...looking around* miura: ..... elise: ..... Gin: *continues walking* ("I don't see any additional entrances...") Mori: "Zzz..." elise:..... (thinking: it's not fair, rintarou. that you got to grow up, but you didnt let me grow up with you...) *sniffle* Gin: "..." {Rintarou: *looks down at Elise* "...Have you gotten shorter?"} {elise: nope, still the same height as i was.} {ougai sr: i think you're getting taller, son. well, you are getting a little older now... *smiles*} {Rintarou: "...Oh." *looks at Elise* "I...don't know how to change..."} elise: ..... Mori: *tosses* "M..." elise: ..... Mori: "Hmm..." *yawns, opens his eyes* "...Elise?" elise: you passed out. Mori: "...Oh. I didn't keep up on food...or sleep..." -elsewhere- Poe: "..." *flipping through envelopes* *They are yellowed with age* henry: hmm? Poe: "I can't believe Mother didn't throw out my inane writing." henry: well, mothers do like to keep the things their children made. i mean, we have a whole box full of emilia's drawings, haha. Poe: T_T "Emilia's drawings don't show a heart shattered by the torment of rejection." henry: .... *awkward back pat* Poe: *hug* henry: you're doing alright. Poe: *sniff* rowena: *hug* Poe: TT____TT -elsewhere- Akitaru: "..." *looks at a photograph, from a Halloween long ago* miwa: hm? Akitaru: "...Sorry. Was looking at family photos." miwa: it's all good. Akitaru: *puts it down* "...We had some post-Halloween clean-up. Some Jack O'Lanterns got out of control." miwa: i know that feeling. Akitaru: "...We can grab lunch on the way back." miwa: sounds good. -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *holding a plate in his mouth, with medicine and a glass of water on it* louisa: *pets and takes the plate* here you go, lord francis. Mr. Tsubaki: ^W^ Fitzgerald: "Thank you..." T~T *takes the medicine* "Tell me, have you re-scheduled meetings?" louisa: yes, sir. Fitzgerald: "Very good." *sips his water* "...When I return to work, I have something to fix." -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *stares at a candy bar* "..." naoya: you hungry? Akutagawa: "..." *nod nod* naoya: *hands it to him* here ya go. Akutagawa: "...Thank you." *opens it...* *nom* "...!!!" naoya:....*glances at the wrapper* -choco con carne; hot and spicy choco- Akutagawa: Q~Q "Wh-What is th-this do-doing to my tongue?!" -elsewhere- Mr. Uraraka: "Welcome home, sweetie." ochako: im back! yuu uraraka: *throws confetti* welcome back. trixie: *licks her hand* ochako: ^^ Mr. Uraraka: "We got you some cake. And ice cream." mrs uraraka: and pizza pancakes! ochako: awesome saaauce! -elsewhere- Patty: *lays out a map* liz: hmm? Patty: *takes out a red marker, and draws a path* liz: *watching* Patty: "AND THERE IT IS!" liz: ah. *The map now has a Santa drawing on it* liz:....oh my god. Patty: "And that is the path Santa will take to deliver here!" *circle Death City* -elsewhere- Kid: *sorting papers* shiori: kid! Kid: ^^ *waves* "Hi, Shiori!" shiori: hehehe ^^ Kid: *sets down his papers, picks her up* shiori: ^o^ Kid: "Hee hee...Want to play?" -elsewhere- Dazai: *holds up a tie with piano keys on it* atsushi: um...thanks? Dazai: "You're welcome! It's real fancy!" *taps the keys--and they start playing "Eye of the Tiger"* atsushi:.... odasaku: i have no words. Dazai: ^W^ -elsewhere- Shamrock: *packing a suitcase* lavender: going on a trip? Shamrock: "Not quite...Just...in case." naho: boooo. Shamrock: "!!! I-I just mean we don't know what happens next. What if we can't stay here?" tsubaki: .... Shamrock: "...What C3 is capable of, or whatever else happens...I just want to be ready." tsubaki:....it's going to be ok. i promise. Shamrock: "..." {Mr. Tsubaki: "Follow me, and I will never abandon you."} Shamrock: "...I have heard promises before..." *takes the suitcase--and empties it onto his bed* tsubaki: .... Shamrock: *sad smile* "I guess I'm still believing promises..." -hug- tsubaki: .......*shaking slightly* Shamrock: X\\\\o "..." *pats her back* "It's okay..." -elsewhere- Kyoka: "...Two of those donuts, please." clerk: coming right up. kenji: ^^ Kyoka: "...Are you going to put more plants in the office?" -elsewhere- Stein: *packing his suitcase* marie: do your best, ok? Stein: "I'm going to try...but not looking forward to who I'll run into." -elsewhere- *Weird squeaking noises are heard stepping along the floor of Gallows Mansion* stocking: huh? kid? kid wake up. Kid: *groans* "H-Huh?" *squeak squeak squeak* stocking: do you hear that? Kid: "...Yes...It's like a floorboard--only I checked every floorboard this afternoon--twice." *squeak squeak squeak squeak* Kid: "..." *takes his robe* stocking: *has her sword out* Kid: "..." *throws open the door* "AH!" stocking: ?! ???: "EEEEK!" *falls back--and a bowl of milk and cereal smashes into Kid's face* Kid: "Ugh!" *squeak squeak--* stocking: what the heck?! *turns on hall light* *something soft and cloth is flipped into Stocking's hands--a slipper in the shape of a giraffe's head* Patty: *collapsed on the floor, in her pajamas, missing a slipper* "Owie...What the hell, guys?!" stocking: patti? are you sleep walking? Patty: *stamps her slipper onto the floor--which lets out an animal squeak* "I was getting a midnight breakfast snack!" stocking: oh. ^^; oops. sorry. Kid: *doused in milk and cereal* "...What have I said about wearing the squeaky giraffe slippers?" Patty: "...To wear them?" Kid: "I SAID THE OPPOSITE!" -elsewhere- Hibana: "..." *standing on the balcony, looking at the stars* mikami: are you still awake, commander? Hibana: "Oh, just wrapping up perimeter review. Can't sleep either, soldier?" mikami: not really. Hibana: "...Nightmare?" mikami:...........akami....i know it was her....at the workshop.... Hibana: "...You're sure that's who you saw?" mikami:...*she nods* there was no doubt....it was her. Hibana: "...With the Hoods? Or that smiley guy?" mikami:....with that man....joker... {mikami: akami! come with us!} {scarlet: i....its not that simple....please...just forget seeing me here.} {mikami: AKAMI! PLEASE!} {scarlet: STOP CALLING ME THAT!} mikami: ..... *trembling* Hibana: "..." *rests a hand on her shoulder* "...Did she know him before? Had you seen him before?" mikami: i....i dont know.....i think...i saw him....at the newbie tournament....but... Hibana: "...Yes, Shinra had mentioned him there..." ("And enough other people were there, too...Burns...Victor...) "...Do you have any idea where your sister may be?" mikami:...i-i dont know....*sniff* why is she with him? Hibana: "...This joker seems to attract certain people...and from what Shinra has shared, he is a wild card. Maybe your sister wanted to fight the Hoods, just not with a Fire Brigade......Like outcasts." mikami:....i know akami is a good person...even if she makes mistakes...*touching her scar...* Hibana: "...Then you have to hope you can reach her..." ("...That scar...but on Iris...") mikami:...*nods* Hibana: "..." *hug* mikami:.....t-thank you. Hibana: "Any time." *pat pat* "Now, my order--you get some tea and milk." -elsewhere- Chuuya: *walks through his apartment's hall* scarlet:.... Chuuya: "Oh...Good evening." scarlet:...you too. Chuuya: "..." *puts bucket under ice machine* "...Quiet out." scarlet: yeah. hard to believe it's already november. Chuuya: "No kidding...You do anything for Halloween?" scarlet:....got drunk with some acquaintances. Chuuya: "Heh...I would've done the same, before Sonia. Have fun?" scarlet: eh. Chuuya: "Hmm...Well, if neighbors and I share a drink around here, I hope you'll join us." scarlet: depends on if work will let me. Chuuya: *nods* "I understand. Unpredictable work hours?" scarlet:...you could say that. Chuuya: *nods* "...Well, just let me know your favorite alcohol. I'm sure we can get it." scarlet: i appreciate the offer. Chuuya: *finishes filling up the ice bucket* "Well, that's it for me. Have a good night." scarlet: night..... Chuuya: *walks back to his apartment* -elsewhere- Motojiro: "--and the lemons must be tended to like a parent would for a child." ayako: *taking notes and nods* hmm. hmm. Motojiro: "Lemons are perfection. They are the right color, the right shape...All the world should aspire to reach the color, yellow shape of God's privileged fruit. It was the lemon in the Garden of Eden that Eve ate." higuchi:.....*facepalm* -early morning- Black Star: *snore* {???:...... *standing in the middle of the fog*} {Black Star: "...What is this?"} {-the figure stares at him-} {Black Star: "...Who are you?"} {white*star:....} {Black Star: "!!!! O-Old man?"} {white*star:.....*grins, bearing sharp teeth*} {Black Star: *assumes fighting pose* "Back off! You're dead!"} -THUD- Black Star: "...Ow." otogiri: rough night? Black Star: =____= "More or less..." *yawns* "I need some tea..." -elsewhere- hitoshi: *on a bridge* ..... Izuku: *jogging...and spots him* O~O hitoshi: hey. Izuku: *opens his mouth--* "..." *waves* hitoshi: relax, kid, im not gonna do anything to you. Izuku: *sighs of relief* "S-Sorry...Just, you know--fool me once..." hitoshi: ...cant say i blame you. Izuku: "...How have you been?" hitoshi:....alright. stayed at home during the dance watching halloween specials with ashe. Izuku: ^^ "Oh! Well, Halloween specials are fun. But...who is Ashe?" hitoshi: my cat. Izuku: "Ah. That's nice...How old is your cat?" hitoshi: 4 years old. Izuku: "Neat! I didn't think you were a cat lover. Like Mr. Aizawa?" hitoshi: i guess....that bioeni kid mentioned it. Izuku: "You two get along?" hitoshi:....i guess. he seems like a pretty alright guy. Izuku: *nod nod* "I've had him over for dinner....Maybe you can join us?" hitoshi:....i'll think about it...*spots someone in the distance*...shit. hey, midoriya, can you do me a solid? Izuku: "???" hitoshi: dont tell monoma i was here. *jumps off into the water below* Izuku: !!!!! "H-Hey!" *looks over the bridge* hitoshi: *swimming under it* Monoma: "Oh, Midoriya. What're you doing here?" Izuku: Q____Q "...N-Nothing! Just...looking at the clouds." Monoma: "...???" Izuku: *points* "That one looks like a bunny! Ha ha ha..." ^^;; Monoma: "...Okay, I see you're in good form today..." -elsewhere- Todoroki: *walks into Deathbucks* "...One coffee, please." tsugumi: coming right up, sir. Todoroki: "??? Aren't you in the NOT classes?" tsugumi: *she nods* yeah. Todoroki: "Ah. So, part-time work?" *puts five dollars into the tip jar* tsugumi: *nods* i've worked here several times before. Todoroki: "Hmm. Anyone in the hero courses ever work here?" tsugumi: i think so. i think on- hagakure: fancy seeing you here, todoroki! Todoroki: "...Hagakure? Is that you?" hagakure: in the flesh! Todoroki: "...You like the uniform?" -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Ready to head out?" sonia: *nod* Chuuya: *locks the apartment door, takes her hand and walks through the hall* sonia: ^^ Chuuya: *presses the button for the elevator* "I think you'll like the park. The swings look fun." -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *he's wearing a white shirt...and suspenders...* naoya:....ok? Akutagawa: "I will understand my enemy by dressing as him. I also have this--" *pulls out a dress like Lucy's* naoya:....hey, i aint gonna judge. Akutagawa: "And I appreciate that about you. I just need to determine what to wear underneath." -elsewhere- Kid: *sighs* kirika: what? Kid: "Just not the best sleep--and we're out of cereal." kirika:....that sucks. Kid: "Yes. I'll be shopping for more. Any requests for you and your boyfriend?" kirika: ok number 1, mind your own goddamn business, and 2, get doritos. Kid: *smirks* "Very well. Also, he's at the window again." Gopher: *waves* kirika:..... we have a fucking door, you know. Gopher: "!!!" *runs to the door--knocks* kirika: ....you strange, strange little weirdo. -elsewhere- Hibana: "...Maybe have someone locate her sister?" gabriella: already on it. Hibana: ^^ "I knew you would. So, any leads?" -elsewhere- Mori: *whistling* miura: how did you sleep, sir? Mori: "Better than before. I think I over-exerted myself." miura: i see.... Mori: "...I had a dream, though." miura: oh? Mori: "...You were dancing." miura: me, sir? Mori: "You, Miura. Ballet, flamenco--the hustle. It was weeeeeeeird." miura:....do you need more sleep, sir? Mori: "Maybe...Do you dance?" miura: ....i probably have it somewhere in my programing. Mori: "...Can you try?" -elsewhere- Tokoyami: *tosses up an apple* dark shadow: *nice catch* Tokoyami: "Very good. You're in good practice for the next round." -elsewhere- Iida: "Good day, Momo." momo: good morning. ^^ Iida: "How are you?" momo: doing well. Iida: "That's good...Have you plans for lunch?" -elsewhere- Mifune: "..." *stares at a kunai in one of his old boxes* angela: ?? Mifune: "...A keepsake." *a star is on the kunai* angela: ooh. Mifune: *closes the box* "How about some drawing?" -elsewhere- Tuhl: "Look how big Io's getting..." saki: she sure is. io: hehe! Tuhl: *rolls a ball to Io* "How has she been with the other kids?" saki: pretty good. Tuhl: "That'll be good for her to keep playing with them...Not a lot of kappas I got to play with." saki: what about that girl, kaoli? Tuhl: *nods* "Just...You know, when you're young, there are few around, kind of what it is like for Dokeshi." saki:...*nods* (thinking: chie....) Tuhl: "Just...want her to have as normal a life as possible." Shotaro: *walks by in a hot dog outfit* Tuhl: "...as normal for us." saki:....^^; -elsewhere- Free: *scratching* eruka: hold still... *putting on the anti-tick and flea medication* Free: "I'm trying." TT~TT -elsewhere- Gopher: ^W^ "Have you seen any movies lately?" kirika: saw lights out. seen scarier. Gopher: "Well, you're brave. I-I would probably hide under the chair..." *eats a chip* "...Have you seen 'Your Name'?" kirika: nah. -elsewhere- leo: ... Ivan: "..." *scratches his cheek* leo: <how are you feeling?> Ivan: <Awkward...> leo: ....<how so?> Ivan: <Master is busy right now...I heard yelling.> leo: ... Ivan: <And not the usual yelling...Angry yelling.> leo: ....... Ivan: <I think something is getting to him...He may need relief.> leo: <perhaps tea?> Ivan: .\\\\. <...Yeah, sure, let's go with that.> -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *in fox form, in the building's garden* "..." *there are eyes in the bushes, watching him* Mr. Tsubaki: "???" cat: *mreow* Mr. Tsubaki: "???" *gets low to the ground, stays there* -elsewhere- Aizawa: "...Don't buy the Endeavor merchandise." yuuji: is it cause he's a dick? Aizawa: "Yes. That is the correct word. That earns you a free meal." *hands Yuuji the kids' menu* yuuji: ..... -elsewhere- Yumi: "How did it go?" lord death: *exhausted* Yumi: D: "Do you need to lie down?" lord death:....*muffled* yus. Yumi: *leads him to the bed* "Just rest...Want some water?" lord death: *nod* Yumi: *rubs his back* "I'll be right back. Get some rest." *walks to the kitchen* lord death: *takes off his cloak and mask and lays on the bed* ah... Yumi: *returns with water* "..." *shuts the door* lord death: thanks. =u= Yumi: *sits by his side, hands him the glass* *smiles* "You're welcome, handsome." lord death: ..... u///w///u Yumi: "..." *lays down beside him* -elsewhere- Todoroki: *walking out of Deathbucks* ochako: hey todoroki! Todoroki: "Oh. Hello." *waves* "...How are you?" ochako: doing good. you? Todoroki: "Fine...You look more healed now." ochako: yeah, im doing better now. ^^ Todoroki: "That's good...I'm sorry we won't be battling in the tournament." ochako: i guess, but there's always next time, right? ^^ Todoroki: "..." *nods* "...Running tasks right now?" -elsewhere- Izuku: "--and it turns out he has a cat, so that has to mean he's an okay guy, right?" inko: perhaps. *smiles* Izuku: "..." *nervous smile* -elsewhere- Kid: *hug* stocking: =w= Kid: *rubs her back lightly* "Love you." -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Play well, okay?" sonia: *nervous* Chuuya: "..." *pats her back* "I'll be right here. Just try for five minutes, okay?" sonia:....*gingerly walks over* Chuuya: *sits on a bench, watches* Child #1: "Hee hee..." sonia:... *looking around* ..... *There's a slide, a jungle gym, swings, a merry-go-round...* Child #2: "Over here!" *A ball rolls over to Sonia* sonia: *looking at it* ?? Child #2: "Toss the ball back!" *waves* sonia: ??....*toss* Child #2: *catches it* "Hee hee--thanks! Hey, want to play?" sonia:... *looks over at chuuya* Chuuya: *smiles, gestures for her to go ahead* sonia: o-ok. Child #2: "Super! I'm Juan." *holds out his hand* sonia:....sonia. Juan: "Cool." *bounces the ball on the ground over to her* -elsewhere- Dazai: *staaaaaaare* atsushi:... ??? Dazai: *looks at both sides of his head* "...Maybe a haircut." atsushi: *points to himself* ???? Dazai: *nods* "It could be a bit more symmetrical..." atsushi: maybe? *looks in the mirror* it's been like this for a while now. the other orphan kids cut it as a joke, and i just let it grown in as is. *looks at his streak* Dazai: "...Well, you get to decide what you want to do--and I promise, no one is going to cut your hair against your will." *pat pat* atsushi: thanks.... i dont really have a problem with it, but i'll keep it in mind. Dazai: ^w^ "Now, let's talk smelling good--" *holds up a basket of shampoo, cologne, and lotion* -underground- keek:........... Ivan: "..." *whispers* <She's still quiet.> pushkin: <guess it's the legs, still.> Ivan: <Hmm...Well, it was Master's will.> pushkin: <pretty harsh, gon.> RHOD member: <jeez, this is just depressing to look at.> RHOD member 2: <it's like 'grave of the fireflies' level depressing.> Ivan: <But Master wants her alive, so we can't just kill her.> pushkin: <do we just leave her in her room then?> Ivan: <We could take her out of her room--maybe do what kids her age do...> pushkin: ??? Ivan: <They use the media of society? Or...um...hula hoops and roller skates?> RHOD member: <i think the skates are out of the question.> Ivan: <What about on her--> RHOD member 3: <dude. no.> Ivan: >_< <I'm just being helpful!> leo: ... Ivan: <What do you think, Lev?> leo: <im not sure. perhaps give her a skateboard to ride on?> Ivan: <We shall do so!> katya: <works for me.> *shrug* FD: <What are we discussing?> katya: <miss no-legs.> FD: <Ah. Does she need punishment?> katya: <she's just being mopey. as usual. these hostages are so lame that i wanna barf.> pushkin: <kiiiillljoooys> XP FD: <Then cheer up our guest.> *holds up a party hat and a bag of confetti* katya: *rolls eyes and throws the hat at keek* BE HAPPY YOU LITTLE SHIT! keek:.... FD: <...Try the confetti.> -elsewhere- Gin: *shudders* naoya: *hands her a coat* Gin: "Thanks..." *puts it on* "Didn't anticipate the temperature today." naoya: that time of the year. Gin: "Yes...when the cold gets down to your bones." naoya: mmhmm. Gin: "...We didn't have a lot of warm clothes when I was a kid. Or blankets." naoya: ... Gin: "...I think soup would be good." -elsewhere- Gopher: QWQ inori: ?? Gopher: "Just overwhelmed with emotions..." inori: ah. Gopher: *hugs his pillow* >w< inori: you appear to be in a good mood. Gopher: "...Things just feel better. Love. Family..." *holds onto the pillow...cries* inori:..... *pat pat* eibon: my child? Gopher: "Y-Yes?" eibon: are you alright? *soft smile* Gopher: Y-Yes. Thank you. I'm just...not used to feeling like this...It-It often follows with something bad..." eibon *hug* it will be alright, i promise. Gopher: "...Th-Thank you..." *hug* -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "Life is suffering, Q." Q: are you having your angsty moods again? i mean, i agree 100%, but are you? Akutagawa: "I am always angsty. I _am_ angst." Q: ...cool. Akutagawa: "...My angst wants pudding." higuchi: i'll...go get some. Akutagawa: "Thank you..." TT_TT -elsewhere- Vulcan: *flipping through a calendar* "...Time flies. Hard to believe I've been staying here this long..." karin: yeah. Vulcan: "...It's not terrible. This place lacks a scrapyard, though. And animals. And... ..." *looks down* karin:.....*pats his back* Vulcan: "Th-Thanks..." *sniff* "I can't imagine what she's going through." karin: we'll find her, and we'll bring her home, alright? Vulcan: "...Right." *fist jab* -elsewhere- lisa: ...... Giovanni: "...What is it, Feeler?" lisa:...nothing. guruna: i think she's lyyyying. Giovanni: "..." *stares at Lisa* "Are you, Feeler? Are you lying?" lisa:........ Giovanni: "Silence can be a lie as well. Guruna..." lisa: i guess guruna's very honest, since she never shuts up. Giovanni: "...She is talkative. But not necessarily truthful. Now, I ask you again...What. Are you. Thinking?" -elsewhere- keek:........... Shousaku: "...Yo." keek:......*acknowledging nod* Shousaku: "...Top you off?" *holds up a 2-liter of cola* keek:....*nod* Shousaku: *pours into her cup* "...So...You like soda?" keek:...*quietly* i guess.... Shousaku: "...Like cola, or maybe ginger ale?" keek:....i guess..... Shousaku: "...You play games?" keek:....i guess...... -she sounds almost dead...- Shousaku: "...I snuck this in..." *holds up a 3DS* keek:....... Shousaku: "...I play this all the time...You like Mario Kart?" keek:...... Shousaku: "...Or maybe you want to play some Smash?" keek:.............am i going to die here? Shousaku: "...I...don't know." keek:....*trembling* Shousaku: "!!! Hey! Don't think about that...Think about right now." keek:......*sniff* Shousaku: "Just...think about today. Right now...Talk to me." keek:....i miss my mom.... Shousaku: "...She lives around here?" keek:....i dont know where _here_ is. i dont even know if we're even still in death city.... Shousaku: "...Yeah. I hear the people in charge talk about going into the city...but I don't know how far we are." keek: ........i dont know what i did to deserve this.... Shousaku: "...I doubt you did anything to deserve...anything like this." keek:....*whimper* Shousaku: "..." *sets down his 3DS and cup--and hugs her* keek: ?! Shousaku: "...You look like you needed a hug." keek:....*sniffles and whimpers, holding onto him* Shousaku: "...It's okay. Just...think about right now." keek: *cries* Shousaku: "..." *holds on...rubs her back lightly* keek: *trembling* Shousaku: "..." ("What was it they sang...?") *hums* keek: *sniff* Shousaku: "..." ("How the hell do I get out of here?") -elsewhere- lana: edgar? are you ok? Poe: Q___Q "...The minutes..." lana: ?? -she peeks into his study- Poe: *staring into a mirror* lana: everything ok? Poe: "They turn into hours, marked by the bells, counting down how much i have aged, how much time has passed since...since..." lana: .....*holds his hand* Poe: "..." *small squeeze* "...I'm not used to this." lana: i love you, ok? dont doubt that. Poe: "And I love you." lana: *smooch on the cheek* u///u Poe: Y///Y -elsewhere- Iida: "Is Bakugo still in the canal?" tsuyu: nope. he's in the nurse's office, drying off. Bakugo: "Achoo!" -elsewhere- Arthur: "Tamaki? Are you busy Thursday evening?" tamaki: nah, why? Arthur: "Hiro's family is having dinner.” tamaki: oh, cool. Arthur: *nods* "I'll bring a dessert." tamaki: sounds like fun. Arthur: *smiles* "Thanks." -elsewhere- Rin: *skipping a stone across water--that then abruptly sinks* D8 kyouko: that bites. Rin: Q__Q "It's like I'm cursed or something..." madoka: ^^; *pat pat* Rin: T___T *holds her hand* madoka: ^^ -elsewhere- michelle: ..... *looking out the window* .... Neuhaus: "..." michelle:....if they...take those spiders out of me.....am i....am i going to die? Neuhaus: "W-We'll find a way..." michelle:.... Neuhaus: "..." *offers his hand* michelle:....*weak lean* Neuhaus: *arm around her shoulder* -elsewhere- Dazai: *holding up a cat treat* mii: OwO Dazai: "...Not up for it?" mii: *kitty butt shake and pounce* Dazai: "Hee hee..." mii: >X3 Dazai: "See? That's fun..." mii: *looking around* ...so, how goes our little rat problem? Dazai: "..." *sighs* "Kunikida keeps trying to track locations and paths--but no luck." mii: hmm. any progress from katai? Dazai: "Minimal. He's been locked up in his place." mii: hmm. Dazai: "He needs time and encouragement--and that's hard when you're all closed up and, you know, your last attempt at a date went bad." mii: yikes. Dazai: "At least if he is locked away, he's our secret play." mii: *nods* Dazai: "Can you keep an eye open for what else you notice in town?" mii: already on it. -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *digging behind a bush* *he holds some cloth in his mouth--but his paws then hit something* "???" *he looks down...to see metal* "???" -a time capsule?- Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *sets down the cloth, looks at the metal box* ("Maybe I wasn't supposed to dig this up yet?") "..." *nudging the box to find an opening* -click- Mr. Tsubaki: owo *looks inside* -there is a few items and a note- Mr. Tsubaki: *looks at the note* note: dear ###, have you become the person you wanted to be? hard to believe it's been so long since you first began working here. i wish i could see what amazing thing's you've made. keep up the good work -T J Eckleburg (of the past) Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *looks at other items* -there are a spare set of glasses, a hankie, a business card, and a photograph with a few people- Mr. Tsubaki: ("I recognize Eckleburg in the photo...Who are the others?") -also in the photo are daisy, mr buchanan...and another person.- Mr. Tsubaki: ("That...was the person in the newspapers that Eckleburg was accused of killing...Oh my.") mary: toby? where did you go? Mr. Tsubaki: "!!!" *closes the lid, quickly buried the time capsule--and the cloth* mary: toby? Mr. Tsubaki: *walks up to her* mary: there you are! *picks him up* wow. you need a bath, mr. Mr. Tsubaki: -_-# -elsewhere- Yumi: "Feel better?" lord death: *nods* Yumi: "I'm glad..." *hug* lord death: *smooooch* Yumi: =\\\\= "...Smooth." *nuzzles* -elsewhere- shaula: aaaare we theeeere yeeeeeet...... Medusa: -_-; "Can you say anything else?" shaula: IM ALMOST OUTTA KUSH!! DX< Medusa: "...What the devil is 'kush'?" milia:....you wanna tell her, or should i? shaula: nah. keep it a secret. neian: kushy! shaula: *laughing her ass off* neian:.. ??? Medusa: ._.; "...I'm so confused." -elsewhere- Chuuya: "How was it?" sonia:...it was nice. they seemed nice. Chuuya: "Thank you for trying." *smiles* sonia: i was scared at first. Chuuya: "...That's normal. I'm still scared meeting new people." sonia: really, papa? Chuuya: *smiles* "Really-really. So I had to learn how to have the courage to face that fear." sonia:....*small squeeze of his hand* Chuuya: *holds her hand* "How about we get some ice cream?" sonia:...ok Chuuya: *walks with her* "...And you're good at playing ball." sonia:....thanks. the other kids showed me how. Chuuya: "You're a fast learner." sonia: ...there werent any other kids underground. Chuuya: "...I know. And you're not there now." sonia:....my neck itches sometimes. Chuuya: "...Why your neck?" sonia:...i dunno. -elsewhere- Joker: *puts out his cigarette* "Any update on the 8th's moves?" ivy: nothing yet. Joker: *slides a phone* "Call Victor." ivy: *dialing the number* -At the 8th- Victor's phone: *ringtone* "--I just met you / And this is crazy!" nozomi: mr victor? your phone is ringing! Victor: "!!! DON'T ANSWER IT!" nozomi: ?? um...ok. ._.; Victor: *answers* "Hello?" ivy: hey dingus, what's the hold up?! Victor: owo; "I-I promise, you'll get it soon...Mama." ivy: WHAT THE FUCK?!?! O_O Victor: "I know, I know--I've just been busy! Sorry I haven't called!" *nervous laugh as he glances at Nozomi* nozomi:.. ^^; *exits* Victor: *nervous smile--then a sigh of relief* "Okay." ivy: *throws the phone at joker* Joker: *hit in the head* "..." *calmly takes the phone* "So, any leads?" Victor: "Still waiting for the last bit of intelligence before going underground." Joker: "...What did you say to Ivy?" Victor: "...'I understand, thanks for calling, Mama.'" Joker: "..." *loud cackling* ivy: i will kill you both in your SLEEP! Victor: owo; "...I love you too, Mama. Thanks for checking in." Joker: *louder cackling* ivy: -_-# scarlet: *walking in* Joker: *hands the phone to Scarlet* scarlet: i take it you're bringing miss fake idol with you as well? Victor: "Unfortunately. Can't get out of that--" Takehisa: *walks in, picking up trash* Victor: "!!! --Daddy." scarlet:....................................................................................... Joker: *shaking, covering his mouth* Takehisa: "...You're not being paid for personal calls, Licht. Get off the phone." scarlet:.................................... Victor: *nod nod* "I-I have to get going. Tell Mama I love her." scarlet:....*hangs up* ....................urgk- Victor: *sweating* owo;;;;; Takehisa: "...This is why family conversations should not happen at work." Joker: "HA HA HA HA! You and Ivy are his Mommy and Daddy!" scarlet:....please do kill him. ivy: agreed. Joker: *cackling* "Oh, man...So, you two going to make it official?" scarlet + ivy:........ *DOUBLE PUNCH* Joker: XWX scarlet: *sigh* Joker: "...Something bothering you?" ivy: does this mean you've given up pursuing her- scarlet: IVY. DO NOT. Joker: "???" scarlet: IGNORE HER! Joker: *back on his feet with two black eyes* "Hard to--she's very loud." ivy:......im confused. im gonna go outside for a smoke. brb. Joker: "...Scarlet?" scarlet: what? -_-; Joker: "...Talk to me." scarlet: i am, arent i? Joker: "...I know you're sad. And upset." scarlet:......do you need to lay down? Joker: "...No. I'm worried about you." scarlet:...ivy, call the hospital, i think we gave him brain damage. Joker: *his hand takes hers* scarlet: ?! O_O; Joker: "The worst feeling...is to be separated from your family." scarlet: please stop this, you're legitimately freaking me out right now. Joker: "It's okay...You'll be reunited with her. We can help..." scarlet:....*teary eyed* why do you even care? Joker: "...Because we've all lost something here, that we would give anything to get back. And until we can retrieve it...I hope you can consider this location to be your home." scarlet: ...... Joker: "..." *lets go of her hand* "I'll get some ice for these and lie down..." scarlet: ......*sigh* Joker: "..." *opens the freezer, pulls out two ice-packs, and heads off to his room* -elsewhere- Iida: "I'll have some tea, please." waitress: coming on up, sir. momo: ... .-.;; Iida: ^\\\^ "Thank you for recommending this location." momo: of course. ^^ Iida: "...Have you made plans for the New Year? I know it's early..." -elsewhere- Patty: Q____Q "...My shirt..." roxanne: what happened? Patty: *holds up her shirt from the laundry basket--it has fabric cut out of it* roxanne: oh my goodness! Patty: "WHO WOULD DO SUCH A THING?!" riley: ?? Kid: "Look at these cute cloth dolls--" *spots the shirt* owo;;;; Patty: *murder face* stocking: what the heck? Kid: "I didn't do it!" Patty: "YOU OWE ME A SHIRT!" -elsewhere- Izuku: *waves* eijiro: hey! whats up? Izuku: "N-Not much...How have you been since the last round of the competition?" eijiro: been doing good. i made it into the next round! Izuku: "Hey, maybe we'll face off!" eijiro: who knows. Izuku: "Y-Yeah, true...Good luck." -elsewhere- Shamrock: *tending to a plant* himawari:...*small smile* Shamrock: *sets the pot down* "Maggie is doing well." himawari: *nod* Shamrock: "Good work. The garden looks really happy because of your work." himawari: im glad...*a small vine crawls up her arm and she smiles* Shamrock: X_O "..." *blink* himawari:...?? is something wrong? Shamrock: "N-Nothing. Just surprised at the vine." himawari: oh. hehe. Shamrock: X_^; "Glad you are happy." -elsewhere- Dazai: "Thanks for that info..." mii: *mreeeow* Dazai: ^W^ *pet pet* mii: -w- Dazai: "Let me know if you hear anything else." mii: mreeeow. -elsewhere- Belkia: *juggling* "...We should take a trip." naho: to where? Belkia: "NEW ORLEANS!" naho: neato! Black Star: -_-; "And get followed by C3?" naho:....*pout* Sakuya: "...We could try disguises--" Belkia: *shoves Sakuya into his over-sized hat, into another dimension* naho: D8 BELBEL! Belkia: *holds up his fingers...* "Five, four, three--" *reaches into the hat--and pulls out Sakuya...who is now in a bunny girl outfit* Sakuya: o\\\\\\\o Belkia: "See? A disguise!" Black Star: "..." *facepalm* naho: o////o Sakuya: *trying to cover himself* "I'm going to kill you, you stupid third-rate magician!" Belkia: "I'm not third-rate!" -elsewhere-

[artificialqueens]

Same Parts (Trixya) - DenDenMonMon

Of Lovers, Friends and Everything in Between. Part 3.- New Outfit

Title: Same Parts. Category: M/M Summary: He’s lickin’ his lips. His back on the wall. My ass on his d-d-d. Notes: This was actually the first story I wrote for the challenge, and I had no idea what I was getting myself into lol Quick reminder, female pronouns are used once they get in drag. Enjoy! -Monkey Written: Sept 29th, 2019

Same Parts

Trixie Mattel is done for the night.

All the elements that compose her have been haphazardly thrown into the suitcase that Brian now pulls across the driveway. The wheels jump with the cracks on the pavement, making the task harder than it should be. All he wants to do is get home, to reach the confinements of his house and forget all about the horrible night he just had.

It’s cold, or at least as cold as a California night can get. The wind has picked up and is now biting at his cheeks, making the path from the sidewalk –where the Uber has dropped him off– to the front door seem longer than usual. His nose is surely turning red as he fumbles with his keys. The ring is full, too full. He’s been meaning to purge it for the longest time, yet, every time he even starts thinking about it, he reasons that all the important pieces of metal are there for a reason. He goes through them, one by one, recognizing the different colors and brands; mentally pronouncing where they belong to until he’s able to remove the lock and push the heavy piece of wood open.

The smell of baking goods is the first thing that greets him. He can’t remember when was the last time the oven was used in that house. It’s probably the aroma of pancakes that reaches his nostrils, he concludes after a couple sniffs. The stink of cigarettes mixes with the food. All the lights are on, bathing the hallways with brightness, as Lana del Rey’s voice travels through them loudly. He won’t even try to guess the title of the song, they all sound the same to him. One thing he doesn’t have to speculate about, all those signs let him know that he is home.

“Brian!” He calls from his spot by the door. He’s in no mood of going around the place looking for him, not when his feet hurt from standing in heels all night; not when his muscles feel sore from all the dancing he was forced into. Yet, there is no answer.

For a moment, he considers just going upstairs and getting in the shower. His arrival will eventually be noticed. The inner debate is still going as he removes his jacket and scarf, leaving them on the little hooks by the door. Maybe he should check the kitchen, if nobody is there then he will find his way to the bedroom and wait there. Deep down, Brian knows all the baking and music blasting are activities to kill time until he returns home. It would be rude to go straight to bed without at least informing him he’s back.

Lana is by now singing something different, a faster tempo to accompany the same haunting voice. Then comes an unbelievably pitchy shout, which is probably a failed attempt to follow the lyrics.

He makes the last turn to enter the kitchen and that’s where he finds him, he finds her. The padded ass is up in the air as the whole torso disappears inside the fridge, taking too long to find something that is most likely right there. Brian doesn’t mind. He’s enjoying the view of the red thong shimmying in rhythm with the music, illuminated by the flourescent light of the refrigerator.

“Hey, Brian,” he tries once more, a little lower this time.

There’s a loud bang, followed by a grunt, before the full fantasy of Katya emerges from the fridge.

“Oh, hi!” Katya says, her hand rubbing the back of her head, the blonde curls of the wig going up and down to the movement. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

Her heels click-clack on the tiles of the kitchen as she makes her way to him. Red lips are pressed against his stained ones a little too quickly. Brian closes his eyes and chases after her, provoking a low laugh from her. She complies. Walking directly into his space, she crosses her arms around his neck and pushes her perfectly sculpted body against his.

She kisses him a couple of times. Small pecks that barely allow any contact of their lips. Brian groans in frustration and she smiles against his lips, enjoying the power she already has on him.

“How was the gig?” Her question is simple, he should be able to answer it without a problem, but he’s distracted. Her fingers rubbing against his cheeks, probably trying to remove the remainings of his heavy make up, make it hard to concentrate.

He pulls her for a hug, feeling the need to be closer to her and recharge with her energy. He sighs into her neck. “It was horrible. All those baby queens have no idea what they are doing.” A strand of hair hits his lips and he blows the plastic away from his face. “Why can’t I just always work with you?” he whines. His open palms land on her waist, compressed by the red corset. “What is this, by the way?”

The wheezing that follows sounds a lot louder when she’s delivering it right into Brian’s ear. She pushes him back, needing space to bend over in laughter. Her eyes fall shut and her mouth falls open. Then, there’s no sound leaving her body, but she’s still shaking with amusement.

“I-I… I completely forgot!” Her hands squeeze his arm tightly, trying to physically transmit the hilarity of the situation. “I forgot I was in full drag,” she finally says a little calmer. “I just finished stoning this.” There’s a little turn to show off her handywork. The restraining garment shining bright as tiny stones catch the light. “I tried it on, but it didn’t look right without the shoes, and to wear shoes I needed tights, and the tights don’t fit without padding…” her hand waves in the air, indicating he should know where her rambling is going. He does.

“This makes me feel like a biological woahman.” Her hands rub down her crotch, in that exaggerated manner that is meant to be sexy. She looks goofy more than anything else.

Brian inspects the piece of clothing with detail. She’s really good at what she does. Katya is, most likely, the best drag queen he’s ever met, and he’s not afraid to admit it. She can be hot and sexy, but also funny and intelligent. There’s nothing about her that he doesn’t like, or at least not when she’s nothing but round hips and small waist, when she’s covered in nothing but a bra, a thong, and the brand new corset.

“See something you like?” The red lips turn into a kinky smirk, and just then does he realize he’s licking his lips with desire.

He wants her, he wants her so bad. He wants to see the wig bobbing as she sucks him off. He wants to see red nails digging into his flesh. He wants to have lipstick stains all across his chest, and stomach, and… He has to stop himself. He’s tired and aggravated, and doesn’t feel like starting something he won’t be able to see through.

His head is nodding before he can finish his train of thoughts. His body is answering her question without asking him permission to do so.

“Just remember, baby, what you see…” she starts out sexily, but by the time she reaches the middle of her sentence she’s full on laughing. “Isn’t always the truth.”

Despite himself, he’s laughing right along. “That stupid song - I swear!” He doesn’t have to finish his warning, the recurrent joke is here to stay, and they both know it, so there’s no fighting it.

“What-what?” She laughs, once again closing the gap between them. “Darling, I’ve got the same parts that you do.” Her words leave her mouth at the same time that long fingers circle his wrist, bringing his hand to touch between her legs. She’s not tucked, and is already getting hard for him.

His eyes widen, and his hand caresses her on its own accord. “Oh, wow,” he pushes through gritted teeth, his own arousal growing by the minute.

The small smirk turns into a full smile. “I made you pancakes for dinner but I guess we can jump straight to the dessert.” She removes his hand from herself and, before he knows it, she’s making her way up the stairs with him in tow.

Doing his best not to step on her heels, Brian follows close behind. His heartbeat is racing and he wonders if she can feel the pulse point on his wrist. His entire body is pulsing, his bottom half more than any other. His eyes are glued to the swaying movement of her ass right in front of his face. There’s an impulse to bite it, to have his teeth sinking into the tender flesh and firm muscles. He has to wait to do that, until she’s rid of all the green foam and Katya becomes Brian again.

With a swift movement, she pushes all the fabric she had been working on to the floor, leaving the bed with nothing but the fitted sheet and a few pillows on top.

“Help me take this off. I don’t wanna ruin my new creation before it even sees the stage.”

She turns around, two ribbons are gracefully laced across her back, and he untangles them with ease. One by one he pulls the silky streams from their hooks. Her breathing becomes lighter as her torso is released from the restriction of the garment. Just when he’s about to take the corset off, he discovers there’s a zipper that still holds the damn thing together.

“Oh, fuck me!” he grumbles frustratedly.

A small giggle leaves her as she looks over her shoulder, attempting to face him. “I’m trying, but I need you to take this off first.”

Her own hands snake behind herself, finding the device and struggling to get a hold of it with her long nails. He places his fingers around hers and, together, they pull it down. The stones tickle his arm as he catches the corset, but he couldn’t care less. All he sees are the indentations the material has left on her skin. He runs his fingers over the deep grooves and soon his lips follow the red paths, leaving sweet kisses. His tongue runs up and down the marks, trying to ease the pain.

“Jesus,” she exhales seductively. Partly enjoying the soothing sensation, and partly in desire.

She pushes her lower half hard against him. The sudden move throws him off balance, his back hits the wall behind him as she keeps on rubbing her ass on his crotch. He feels himself growing stiff inside his pants, she surely can’t tell, though, not with all the layers separating them. That can be taken care of. His fingers find the waistband of her tights and pull them down, bringing her shiny red thong and all the pads down with it.

And he can’t believe his luck. There’s no room in his mind to comprehend how he is worthy of dating someone so hot. Brian’s body is standing in front of him, in all its naked glory, skin covered with many tattoos; but Brian is also Katya, with a messy wig on and a full face of makeup.

“Undress.” It’s not a request, it’s a command, one that he obeys as Katya puts the just-finished outfit away, safely hanging it in the closet. Her ass, Brian’s real ass, is in full display as she walks away, and the view is even better from the front when she comes back, wearing nothing but the sparkling bra.

He makes sure to be completely naked and ready once Katya returns. Brian’s lying on the bed, his fist is closed around himself, slowly going up and down.

“I’m sorry you had such a bad night,” she says a little too nicely, verging on condescending, as she positions herself between his open legs. “Now, let me make it all better for you.”

The signs of a bottle being opened barely reach Brian’s ears, he’s too lost in the fog of desire to really make out his surroundings. That is until a finger is inserted; the cold of the lube makes him yelp, then there are heavy moans leaving his lips as a second finger goes in. He feels in full Trixie mode, loudly expressing how good it feels to have all the tensions of the night washing away.

“Look at me, baby.”

He does. Brian opens his eyes just to see Katya’s beautiful face contort in pleasure as she enters him, inch by painful inch. She’s making little whimpering noises, feeling her full woman fantasy as she thrusts deep into him. The feminine sighs only turn Brian on even more. As the signs of his orgasm start to build, he can feel all the anger and annoyance melting away. It doesn’t take long before he finds his release, screaming loudly and taking Katya right over the cliff with him.

She pulls out slowly, making him whimper at the loss of contact. Her still red lips land on his stomach, her tongue licking him clean.

“Maybe I should try on new drag more often.”

His tired body can’t do anything but let out a small, “Yes, please.”

[sleepinglightt]

Aesthetic themed ask. All of them or just the ones you want to answer.

flower crown: when did you last sing to yourself?I’m not sure, I sing all of the time tbh

fairy lights: if a crystal ball could tell you the truth about anything, what would you want to know?I’d wanna know if I’ll ever be successful or not

daisies: what is the greatest accomplishment of your life?I haven’t really accomplished anything yet, I’m kinda boring tbh 🙃

1975: what is the first happy memory that comes to mind, recent or otherwise?When my girlfriend asked me out 💕 it was so cute and she’s perfect oml

matte: if you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living? I’d make sure I payed more attention to the people I love the most, I have a tendency to shut people out and I don’t like doing that but it happens ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

black nail polish: do you have a bucket list? if so, what are the top three things?I do! #1 would be to move to Washington state #2 is going to see the Aurora borealis #3 is to be a foster mom for an animal shelter

pantone: describe a person close to your life in detail.I’m only super close to a couple of people in my life. I feel like I should describe my girlfriend though bc she’s one of the closest. She’s honestly like my best friend, I feel like I can tell her anything. She has short hair and the cutest little gap between her front teeth. Her eyes are so gorgeous and she wears glasses. She has the most beautiful personality and she always knows how to make me laugh. I could sit and listen to her talk for hours and not get bored. She makes me so incredibly happy and I’m so lucky to have met her.

moodboard: do you feel you had a happy childhood?Hell no lmao

stars: when did you last cry in front of another person?About a week ago I think

plants: pick a person to stargaze with you and explain why you picked them.Once again my girlfriend, bc i know she would like doing that and we could sit and talk about whatever and just have a great time.

converse: would you ever have a deep conversation with a stranger and open up to them?No, I don’t really open up to strangers. It takes me a loooooong time to open up to someone.

lace: when was your last 3am conversation with someone, and who were they to you?I don’t know when my last 3am conversation was, I normally go to sleep before then 🙃

handwriting: if you were about to die, and you could only say one more sentence to one person, what would you say and to whom?I’d wanna say I love you to my grandma because honestly she has done so much for me.

cactus: what is your opinion on brown eyes?I love brown eyes, they’re so pretty.

sunrise: pick a quote and describe what it means to you personally.“These cuts that I’ve caused are never to deep to heal”, it’s from an Emarosa song and it just reminds me that even though I’ve self harmed I’ll always get better and I’ll always heal mentally and physically.

oil paints: what would you title the autobiography of your life so far?“Life sucks but hey I’m not dead yet”

overalls: what would you do with one billion dollars?I’d probably buy a cute little house with a big back yard and buy my wife a gorgeous ring and I’d donate some money to animal shelters and such

combat boots: are you a very forgiving person? do you like being this way?I’m very very forgiving. Someone can do something really bad to me and I always forgive them. I love being this way, I hate holding grudges

winged eyeliner: write a hundred word letter to your twelve year old self. I’m gonna skip this one bc I don’t think anyone would wanna read this 😂

pastel: would you describe yourself as more punk or pastel?Punk I guess?

tattoos: how do you feel about tattoos and piercings? explain.I love both, I’m probably gonna get a ton of tattoos. I love the way piercings look but I only want my nose pierced.

piercings: do you wear a lot of makeup? why/why not?I wear what some people would qualify as “ a lot” but I like wearing it bc it’s kinda like art to me idk

bands: talk about a song/band/lyric that has affected your life in some way.Of mice & men helped me get through my middle school years bc I could relate to a lot of the lyrics. I don’t listen to them anymore but they still had a big impact on me and helped me out a lot.

messy bun: the world is listening. pick one sentence you would tell them.I wouldn’t be able to say anything I’d probably just cry.

cry baby: list the concerts you have been to and talk about how they make you feel.I haven’t been to any real concerts yet 🙃 I’m lame

grunge: who in the world would you most like to receive a letter from and what would you want it to say?I think it’d be really cool to get a letter from David Bowie (even though he passed away) and he could write anything and I’d cry tbh he’s great and he’s honestly my idolspace: do you have a desk/workspace and how is it organised/not organised?My work space is never organized. I kinda just have everything everywhere and I’m too lazy to fix it.

white bed sheets: what is your night time routine?I take a shower, take off my make up and contacts, and then lay in bed for 3 hours texting and on tumblr

old books: what’s one thing you don’t want your parents to know?How gay I ACTUALLY am

beaches: if you had to dye your hair how would you dye/style it and why?My hair is already red, but I wish i had the balls to cut it really short.

eyes: pick five people to go on an excursion with you. who would you pick and where would you go/what would you do?My 2 best friends, my girlfriend, and I can’t think of another 2. But I’d wanna go somewhere really pretty, like the pictures I reblog on here lmao

11:11: name three wishes and why you wish for them.1.Getting married to the girl of my dreams 2. Owning a cute little coffee shop because I love coffee and it would be nice to own one I guess? Idek man 3. Being able to not worry about anything, because I worry too much

painting: what is the best halloween costume you have ever put together? if none, make one up.I really really wanna be Katya for Halloween one year

lightning: what’s the worst thing you’ve ever done while drunk or high?I’ve never been drunk or high 🙃

thunder: what’s one thing you would never do for one million dollars?Kill an animal or a person. I couldn’t do it.

storms: you on only listen to one song for the rest of your life, or only see one person for the rest of your life. which and why?This one is really hard. I guess I’d only wanna listen to northern wind by city and colour because that song calms me down when I’m anxious and there’s several people I’d miss if I could only see one person :/

love: have you ever fallen in love? describe what it feels like to realise you’re in love.I have fallen in love. And it’s the best feeling but it’s also really stressful bc you never know if the other person is in love with you

clouds: if you’re a boy, would you ever rock black nail polish? if you’re a girl, would you ever rock really really short hair?I wish I could rock really really short hair, I love short hair. It’s super cute but I love my long hair lol

coffee: what’s your starbucks order, and who would you trust to order for you, if anyone?I recently have been loving the sweet vanilla cold brew with 3 brown sugars. It so good 10/10 would recommend. I’d trust my bestfriends and my girlfriend to order it but that’s it.

marble: what is the most important thing to you in your life right now?My relationship with my girlfriend. She’s my #1 priority.

[artificialqueens]

Laws of Motion / Chapter 4 (Trixya) - DenDenMonMon

A/N: 

A lot is going to happen in this chapter, and I mean A LOT.

I would like to formally apologize in advance.

For your attention, thank you.

-Monkey

 AO3 Link

Chapter 4 - White.

Katya liked to keep herself busy. A mind as hyperactive as hers needed a specific task to focus on, otherwise, she would be a burning ball of unrestrainable energy. So, she liked to concentrate her efforts into a series of small chores that, as a whole, would contribute into something bigger. It wasn’t always easy to keep her head in the game. More often than not she had to be railed back on track. Ginger was an expert on doing that, but Ginger wasn’t around anymore. Now, she needed to get herself in check, and it wasn’t easy.

That day, as any other, she went to her yoga class first thing in the morning. That was the beauty of Los Angeles, Angelinos were so concerned about their fitness that it wasn’t hard to find work out classes at, pretty much, any hour of the day.

With her energy channeled for the day, or at least for the next few hours, she drove to her favorite coffee shop. She liked Priscilla’s because it looked like a bookstore more than an actual café. The decorations were earthy and warm, and there were always a lot of dogs. The best part was that it wasn’t right in the middle of the city, with too many people coming and going to allow her to concentrate. The twenty minute drive over the hill was worth the calmness of Toluca Lake.

And she needed calmness today, of all days.

She sat down on a table outside, bringing a coffee cup and a cigarette to her lips, alternately. If she had to die of something, it better be of this insanely satisfying combination.

Files were not supposed to leave the station, everybody knew that, but Katya had taken a few pictures out. The first one was the blown out image of the card they had found at the first crime scene. She knew she had seen that before, just couldn’t remember where. It was right there, in a compartment of her imaginary, but she couldn’t find the right vault. And she pictured herself, running in the hallways of her head, guided by smoke and fueled by caffeine, pulling all the imagery she had saved throughout the years, yet never picking the correct one. It was right there, and she couldn’t get a hold of it.

It was like seeing someone, that Katya knew she had met before, but couldn’t remember their name. Then spending the entire day wondering where she knew them from, coming up with nothing.

The anxiety of the situation kept making her skin crawl. She closed her eyes and tried a few meditation techniques to ease her nerves. It didn’t work very well. That was when the second cigarette came.

She picked up her phone, the white stick still secured between her fingers, and started texting. It was risky, she shouldn’t be doing it, but she didn’t know what else to do.

Another picture Katya had with her was of one of the crime scenes. The girl had her eyes lost in the middle of nowhere, and her mouth was slightly opened. Her skin was pale, since all the blood had been drained from her body. It looked like an image taken out of a scary movie, which intrigued Katya even more. There was something about this particular criminal that she simply couldn’t wrap her mind around.

One of the reasons why she was so good at her job was because she was able to canalize the killer’s instincts. Her coworkers would joke about Katya having the mind of a killer, but not the guts to actually do it. They were probably right. She could usually feel it in her bones. She could feel the motive behind the actions, the rush of the preparation, the satisfaction of actually doing it; in a weird way she was familiar with all of those. Nonetheless, her mind was empty when dealing with The Puppeteer. It was an unnerving feeling that she had never experienced before, and she didn’t like it at all.

Her phone was silent until the butt of the third cigarette found the ashtray. The affirmation had come. It was time to get things moving.

The message she sent Trixie was very vague. Trixie read it many times, even showed it to Jasmine, to see if they could figure it out together. From what they gathered, Katya was picking Trixie up that night, she needed to be wearing civilian clothes because they were going to some sort of party. All of that also meant they wouldn’t see her at the precinct all day. Trixie wanted to be mad, she knew Katya was extremely talented. Trixie had never met anyone as smart as Katya before, never. Yet, Trixie felt she was the only one really working the case while Katya was out and about, taking a day off to herself.

Jasmine, in her very understanding nature, told her to give Katya a chance. She always knew what she was doing. Trixie was advised to trust whatever Katya had in mind, that it could be a little out there, but it would surely get the job done.

Violet chimed in, and with a dry tone she told Trixie not to judge Katya’s process. It hadn’t been a request.

So, that was what Trixie did. In the early evening, she waited for Katya at the back of the building, as she had asked, wearing a short dress, white denim jacket and white go-go boots. Her makeup was exaggeratedly done, making her look more beautiful than ever.

“Hello, Barbie doll,” Katya greeted her as she pulled up next to her.

Trixie rolled her eyes and got in the passenger seat. “This better be good.”

They drove for a few minutes. The sun was still shining, even when the clock was about to hit seven in the evening. The sun rays hit their faces as they moved down Laurel Canyon. Trixie was still sulking in her seat, after having to work alone all day. Katya was unbothered, singing to every single song that came up on the radio. Her voice was loud, and incredibly off key. She changed the words constantly. Trixie could never get behind such crude bathroom humor, but Katya seemed to love singing about taking dumps in inappropriate places.

It was hard to keep up with the made up lyrics, especially when Trixie needed to pay attention to the road for both of them. The path was narrow and the turns were too close together. Katya behind the wheel was already dangerous by itself, having her distracted by the radio in such delicate road, felt more than Trixie could take.

They were about to reach Hollywood Boulevard, the residential side, not the one with the big neon lights and tourists filling the streets, when Katya took a turn and stopped the car in an alley. The walls around them were covered in beautiful graffiti. Trixie got lost in the eyes of a gorgeous fairy before she realized they had parked.

“Did I ever tell you…” Katya stopped, flickering her lighter a couple of times before she could light up her cigarette. “Did I ever tell you why I became a cop?”

Trixie shook her head. They both knew she hadn’t.

Katya blew the smoke out the window before returning her attention to her. “I had an amazing childhood. My parents were the most supportive. They never censored anything, not the music we listened to, nor the TV shows or movies that we watched. Picture the most perfect environment for a kid to grow, and I still managed to screw things up.”

It was like a vision. The sun was setting behind them, the smoke leaving Katya’s mouth was enchanting, and the serious tone of her voice was freaking Trixie out. She didn’t say anything, though, she allowed her to continue.

“I love drugs,” Katya said with a groan. “I fucking love drugs, Trixie. Every drug under the sun, you name it, I’ve done it. They are the best thing that has ever happened to me. They also almost got me killed,” she ended her sentence very matter-of-factly, which was a complete contrast to Trixie’s shocked expression.

“Oh, wow,” was all Trixie could let out.

Katya shrugged her shoulders. “Almost, that’s the keyword here. That was a really long time ago. I’m all good now. All clean.” She took what looked like a coin from the cupholder, toyed with it for a bit and put it back.

Trixie had enough knowledge to recognize it was an anniversary chip from AA.

“I went to rehab,” Katya confirmed Trixie’s silent assumptions. “Got my shit together… well, as together as I could.” She laughed dryly at her own words. “And then decided to fix my wrong doing by helping others, so I became a detective. Call it a Step Nine taken too far.”

All that information was taking a moment for Trixie to absorb, but she nodded her head. Maybe the full depth of the situation wasn’t really something she could understand, but she wanted to let Katya know that she was there for her.

“Now, about tonight. I had to make some phone calls,” Katya continued. “Reconnect with people from my past. We are about to meet them now, and they may say things about me.”

Trixie felt her eyes widening with each word that left Katya’s mouth. “Are you going to use again? Because, Katya, no case is worth your–”

As cute as this protective version of Trixie was, Katya had to interrupt her. “No, don’t worry, I won’t. There may be people using, though, and we can’t arrest them. They can’t know we are cops. My contact is already waiting for me, it should be a clean in and out situation. I just…” There was a pause, Katya tried to find the right words to describe what she was thinking. “I don’t know, I guess I just didn’t want you to hear it from someone else. I don’t know.”

“I get it. You are fine.”

They shared a smile, an air of comprehension filled the space between them. The engine was brought back to life, and Trixie pressed a reassuring hand on Katya’s thigh as they drove away.

It was only a few blocks before Katya stopped the car again. Apparently, there was nobody on the street. They stayed there in silence for a moment. The car was idling and it was getting dark around them. Trixie knew better than to ask any questions, even when she was growing nervous by the minute.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows. Trixie didn’t know if the girl had been there the whole time, hiding on the left side of the building, but she was now making her way to them. The girl was short and her hair was long. She stomped her feet hard against the pavement as she walked around the car and leaned into Katya’s window.

“Hola, Mami,” the girl addressed Katya with a side smile. “I ain’t see you around here for a while.”

Katya, playing the role, moved a hand to run up and down the girl’s arm. “Hi, mija.” Katya returned the smile. Her fingers getting covered in glitter, transferred from the girl’s skin. “Soon, baby,” she promised. “Right now I’m looking for la güera. Is she around?”

The girl’s face fell immediately. With a tiny role of her eyes, she pushed herself back, yelling a name that Trixie wasn’t able to catch. “You and I used to have so much fun. What happened, baby? Now you only go for flaquitas y güeritas, eh?” The girl pushed her chin towards Trixie.

She didn’t know any Spanish, but Trixie was pretty sure she had just been insulted.

“Nada de eso, mamá. You know you will always be my favorite.”

Just then, the car door opened, and a girl got, not so gracefully, into the backseat.

“Beat it, Vanjie. These are my bitches now.”

The girl stepped aside, her mocha-colored skin shining under the streetlamp. And Katya drove away. Silence once again reigned during the ride. The only occasional noise came from the girl in the backseat, who loudly chewed gum with her mouth opened.

Katya then pulled into a motel. In some kind of drive-through arrangement, she requested a room. The window to the cashier was covered in tinted glass, preventing them from seeing their face. It actually made things a lot easier. They were given a room number and they found their gate right away. It had some sort of garage, the metallic door closed automatically behind them when the car went in.

They got out of the car and nobody said a word still. Trixie only followed them up the small staircase that led to their room. Going behind them also gave her the chance to look at the girl, to really look at her. Her makeup was applied perfectly, Trixie could recognize that right away. She was extremely beautiful, with long blonde hair and legs that seem interminable underneath her tiny skirt. She had a white tank top with chinese lettering on the front.

As soon as Katya heard the front door getting closed, she couldn’t take it anymore. She jumped in excitement and hugged her friend tight to her body. They hadn’t seen each other in so long, which was a good thing, because it only meant that none of them had gotten into trouble.

“I missed you so much,” Katya whispered into the blonde curls.

“I couldn’t believe you had called me. How are you? Are you okay? Can we trust her?”

Something suddenly clicked in Katya’s head. “Oh, God. Shit. Sorry. This is Trixie, my new partner. Trixie, this is Willam, he… well, she– wait, which one is it?”

“You are a man?!” Trixie looked surprised, to say the least.

Katya couldn’t help but laugh at her. She knew Trixie meant no disrespect, and Willam did too, who simply continued to chew on the same piece of gum.

“What? Didn’t you know? Some women have dicks these days,” Willam said so chilled, so casually, that it only elicited another round of laughter from Katya. “And I don’t mind. Either is fine.”

“Oh, bitch, you are a woman.” Right then, Trixie seemed to realize what she had done, she physically shook her head, trying to land back into the conversion. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude,” she said walking to Willam, extending her hand to greet her. “It’s just that… oh, my God. You are really pretty.”

Willam shook her hand, and played with her own hair with the other. “I know. I have a mirror at home.”

Katya let out a wheezing laugh from behind them. “Glad to know the undercover work hasn’t changed your nasty ass.” Katya chuckled before taking a somber tone. “How is that going, by the way?”

Willam got on the bed, bouncing a couple of times before crossing her legs. “It’s hard. You know, nobody wants to trust you when you are this beautiful and give better head.” She kept playing with her hair while Katya laughed at her words yet again. “Yeah, no, I’m getting places,” she finally spoke seriously. “This goes way deeper than we thought, Kats.”

“Oh, shit,” Katya said genuinely concerned.

She took a seat next to her friend. She could only imagine all the things that Willam had gone through these last few months. The undercover mission was only supposed to last a few weeks. Willam was meant to collect intel among a group of trans-girls being forced to do sex work, and then come back to do her regular job. Nobody had planned for the small case to turn into such a big deal. Katya wasn’t nervous about Willam, she could take care of herself, she just hoped she could do more to help her.

“I was following one lead, one, but it’s a full net,” Willam offered. “There are so many more branches, though. I’m gonna need more time.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Sure. That’s not what we are here for,” Katya assured her. “You are still on the case. I just need your help to identify something. The Puppeteer is back.”

Willam’s jaw fell open. “What?”

Katya turned to Trixie, who had been extremely quiet the whole time. In a way, Katya was grateful for the private moment she had just gotten with her friend, but they needed to get to work. She didn’t want to risk Willam’s status by keeping her for too long.

Trixie got the hint. She took the card out of her purse, still wrapped in the evidence bag. “We found this in four of the seven murders. We don’t know what it is. It has no name or address or phone number, just these stupid white lines forming a rose.”

Willam took the plastic bag in her hand, moved it around to get a better view of the piece of paper, recognition filled her features right away. “Oh, this is Luzon’s brothel.”

“You know what this is?” Katya asked, her voice filled with hope.

“Yeah, you see these lines here.” She pointed to the middle of the flower. “That’s the letter M, for Manila, Manila Luzon. Everybody knows who she is, and if you don’t then you probably can’t afford her. That’s why there’s no info on the card. She’s an eccentric bitch.”

Trixie looked at her with confusion. “What do you mean eccentric?”

“She has a dungeon, a classroom for role play, and things like that. Her girls are super talented, she hires only the best ones.”

“Do you know where we can find her?”

They got all the information about the place from Willam and, a few minutes later, they were dropping her off at her corner. Katya made sure to yell obscenities as Willam got out of the car, promising to come back and do more indecencies next week while they drove away.

It didn’t take them long to reach the brothel.

Trixie double checked the address once Katya was finally able to parallel park. She kept mumbling something about women’s brains, saying they didn’t develop the parts that calculated distance and space as much as men.

“If you think about it,” she continued, even when Trixie wasn’t paying attention. “It’s not at all misogynistic when people say women can’t drive, it’s a scientific fact. We can’t. We can do a lot of other things better than men, but driving, oh, Momma…” The tone of her voice changed when she looked up at Trixie. “And you are not paying attention.”

“Are you sure this is the right place?” Trixie asked, not even pretending she was listening to Katya.

They stood in front of an old building, but yet again, every building downtown was old. All the lights seemed to be off, and no sound came from the inside. Both looked up, spotting the large windows that didn’t indicate any movement happening on the other side of the glass. It had all the telltale signs of an abandoned building, and there they were, pulling the stained glass door to walk in.

A light bulb blinked above their heads, providing soft, intermittent lighting to the entry hallway. At the end of the corridor, an elevator waited for them.

Katya was the first one to walk inside the small cubicle. “If Willam sent us here to get killed, I swear to God…”

“Look!” Trixie pointed at the buttons of the elevator, successfully stopping Katya on her planning of bloody revenge. “It’s the same rose.”

The intricate design they had found on the cards replaced the number of the last button of the row. Trixie pressed it and they allowed the metallic box to take them to the top floor.

It would’ve been a good idea to come up with a strategy on their way up. Yet, they didn’t. Even if they had, though, they couldn’t possibly be prepared for what encountered them once the door slid open. Everything looked immaculate, upscale, expensive. A complete opposite to the first floor that had received them. The flashy furniture somehow made sense, as if it was meant to be put together. Even the blonde behind the tall desk belonged there just fine.

“Hello, welcome to Madam Luzon’s House of Pleasure. How can we take care of you tonight?”

Katya read the tag on the receptionist’s chest. Detox. Katya hardly doubted that was her real name, but it fitted her perfectly. Her lips were big, and there wasn’t a single wrinkle on her face. The tight dress showed off her perfectly sculpted body, if not by the gods themselves, by a group of doctors throughout many years. The face and body could be fake, but there was something very real about her smile. The contrast was verging on funny. The name Detox definitely suited her.

“Hello, sweetheart.” Katya flashed her a smile as she folded her arms on top of the desk. “We are here to gather some information.” She put as much effort as she could to make her voice somewhat alluring.

Detox giggled. Maybe it worked, maybe it was her job to respond like that to clients; but Katya felt proud of herself.

“Of course! Are you two pretty ladies looking to be a part of our team, or simply join the club?”

“What’s the difference?” Trixie asked.

Katya made yet another mental note, she had to talk Trixie into being more approachable. Half of the job was making people feel comfortable when talking to them. That entailed a lot of flexing the tone of their voices, and the ability to sound open and friendly, attributes that Trixie seemed to live without.

In an attempt to save the moment, Katya laughed exaggeratedly. “This beautiful lady is assuming we are hot enough to work here,” she spoke directly to Trixie before returning her attention to the receptionist. “Actually, we were hoping you could help us with something.” She fumbled with her phone for a moment before pulling up the picture that she needed, it was of the latest victim before being attacked. “Have you seen her? Has this girl worked here?”

Detox shook her head right away. “Nope. Why? Is she missing or are you trying to arrest her?”

She was very relaxed. Detox had by then understood that they were cops, that they were there to do an actual investigation, and she seemed unfazed. Katya was having a hard time reading her. Any person working at a place that literally had the words ‘House of Pleasure’ in the name, would be shaking in their boots in the presence of the police. She must have gotten good training on how to dissuade any law enforcer from what they actually did, or the paperwork was made up in such a way that they wouldn’t be able to prove what really went down there. Katya didn’t care, not really, not right now. She wasn’t there to shut down a sex house, she had a murderer to catch.

“Neither, actually.” It looked like Trixie had gotten the hint, her voice sounded just a little bit softer. “Is she a member of the club?” A head shake answered her question. “Is there anybody else we can ask about her?”

Detox’s perfect customer service smile shone brightly. “Sure. Please, excuse me for a minute.”

Trixie and Katya looked at each other as the girl went through a door on the side. Katya wanted to tell Trixie to relax, to keep her chill, and act normal. She wanted to let Trixie know that they were there to support each other; that they were going to get in there, get as much information as they could and go from there. She didn’t have to. After a few seconds of holding her stare, Trixie nodded. She understood.

“Madam Luzon will see you now,” Detox spoke a few feet from them, holding the door open so they could walk in.

Frantic music received them as soon as they entered the big office. In the corner, who they could only guess was Madam Luzon, rapidly moved a brush against a large canvas. She wore what seemed to be plastic cover in the form of a puffy dress. A white streak of hair bounced at the top of her head when she looked down to her paint palette. The strokes were long and thin as she moved to the rhythm of the quick tempo. She changed colors a couple of times, but didn’t stop until the music came to a dramatic end. That was when she finally turned around to face them, a wide smile on her face.

“Hello! Welcome. How can I take care of you tonight?”

She put the brush down and took a towel. She wiped her hands but all the stains remained on her skin, leaving her with big freckles of different colors.

“Hi. Thank you. We were hoping you could help us.” Katya took a step forward, her extended hand holding the phone in front of her. “Have you seen this girl before?”

Madam Luzon squinted her eyes, clearly pretending to take a better look of the image. “I don’t think I have, no. Is she in any trouble?”

“Not really.” Trixie shrugged nonchalantly. “Dead sure could be considered kinda troublesome, I guess. Very inconvenient, for sure.”

“Oh, geez.” Madam Luzon pressed a hand to her chest. “Poor girl, and so young. She had her whole life ahead of her.”

Katya wasn’t buying the performance, not for one second, but she decided to go along with it. She wanted to see how far this could go.

“We found your card at her place. Any idea how it got there?”

A hand was waved to dismiss Katya’s question. “If the kid was talented, I may have offered her a spot here at some point. I only hire the very best. She probably didn’t make the cut because, sadly, I don’t think I remember her.” The phone rang besides her, giving her enough excuse to end the meeting. “Why don’t you give Detox your phone number, I’ll let you know if we remember anything else. Or, I don’t know, maybe we could talk business.”

The conversation ended with a wink as she placed the phone to her ear.

Walking out of the office felt like a defeat. They had gone in there with such hopes and came out with nothing. Katya still didn’t trust the crazy painter, whose eyes got crossed when looking at the phone. There was something off about her, but Katya couldn’t identify what it was. The last thing she needed was something else to nag at the back of the head. Her anxiety was already through the roof as it was.

Just like they were told, Katya provided her phone number to Detox, who wrote everything down in the computer.

“She offered you a job, didn’t she?” The receptionist asked, leaning forward on the tall desk in conspiracy. “You know, you and I could easily do some sister act. I wouldn’t mind getting freaky with you.”

Katya laughed. “Oh, believe me, I wouldn’t either. Maybe some other time?”

The smile thrown her way seemed to be enough for Detox, who then lifted her eyebrows in Trixie’s direction. “What about you? We have a beautiful doll house that would be perfect for you.”

Lacking Katya’s everflowing seductive skills, Trixie simply shook her head. “Right now, I’m just a little busy with the whole catching killers and all, maybe next time.”

“Ah, maybe next time,” Detox repeated. “You will come around for sure. Nobody says no to Manila Luzon.”

They thanked the girl for her time and left the building, Katya offered to dropped Trixie at her place, claiming she was pretty sure she remembered the way. Almost. If anything, Trixie could guide her around, but she didn’t. As soon as they got in the car, Trixie focused her sole attention on her phone, leaving Katya to figure out the directions by herself.

Loud music came from the device. Katya tried to see what was playing on the phone but, every time she looked at Trixie, she encountered a long curtain of hair blocking her view. Trixie would make disapproving noises before closing a video and opening a new one. The scene was repeated a couple of times before Katya finally decided to ask.

“You really do hate when people have fun, huh?” She directed her attention to the passenger seat for a second, enough to see Trixie’s Instagram getting closed.

“It’s just my roommate, Kim,” she answered, putting the phone back in her purse. “She has people over and I don’t feel like dealing with them.”

“Why? Don’t you like them?” Katya asked without looking at her, her eyes set on the road in front of her.

Trixie scuffed softly. “I do, sorta. I mean, who doesn’t like to hang with beautiful fashion models that make you feel insecure as shit?”

Katya fully looked at her. “Oh, you are not being serious. Trixie, you are, like, one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my life.”

With the corner of her eye she saw how Trixie shrugged, disregarding the topic. It wasn’t a typical sight. She hadn’t known Trixie for long, but she did know how much she liked her body. She was proud of her curves and knew exactly what to wear to highlight them. Her makeup abilities were something beyond Katya’s comprehension. She simply couldn’t understand how someone could literally transform the topography of her face just with brushes and beauty products. The most important part was, Trixie knew she was beautiful. More than once Katya had heard her replying with an ‘I know’ when someone complimented how good she looked.

“You know?” Katya suddenly found herself asking. “It’s still kinda early, and my apartment is not far from here. It’s a bit of a mess, but at least it’s not filled with your friend’s friends. Wanna crash for a bit? At least until you know the coast is clear.”

Surprisingly, Trixie agreed and allowed Katya to drive them to her place.

Her apartment was small, and disorganized. Katya made sure to let Trixie know that as they walked up the stairs. She had been living there for a long time and was constantly moving the furniture from its place. Just to see how things would look, but usually gave up halfway through. That was the reason why, when they walked in, Trixe spotted a recliner in the kitchen, and the dining table sat right between the TV and the couch.

One thing that Trixie did find fascinating, was the type of art that adorned the walls. It was weird, bizarre even, but all the uncommon pieces somehow managed to perfectly represent Katya. There was even a series of pictures hanging on a thread from wall to wall, they were all famous paintings that had Katya’s face photoshopped into them. They were odd, and strange, and completely Katya.

“Sorry for the mess,” Katya apologized as she ran around the living room, picking up clothes that were spread around. “I don’t usually have visitors.” She carelessly threw everything in what seemed to be a closet and came back, her hands clapping nervously. “Do you want some coffee?”

Trixie had to chuckle. “If I drink coffee now I won’t be able to sleep at all.”

Katya brought her hand to rub at the back of her neck. “Right. Right. Well, I have tea as well. I think.”

“Really, I’m fine, thank you.”

They walked to the living room and sat on each end of the couch. There was silence for a moment, it wasn’t uncomfortable, it wasn’t tense, but Trixie felt like suffocating. There was something pressing on her chest, preventing her lungs from expanding properly, and she knew the only way to breathe again would be to talk. Since earlier that night, when Katya had opened up about her life, Trixie felt the need to do the same, but it was very unlike her. She could joke about her rough life all day long, but really talking about it wasn’t easy for her.

With a deep sigh, she prepared herself to let it out. She could only hope Katya would understand and appreciate what a huge step this was.

“Wanna–” A small cough cut her off, but she was determined to continue. “Wanna know why I entered the force?”

Katya nodded enthusiastically. “Always.”

“I’m from the deep country. I’m talking cows, and outhouses, and an hour drive just to reach the nearest McDonald’s. I never met my dad, he bailed before I was even born. For a while, it was okay, but Mamma couldn’t really put bread on the table. So she married this guy who - he was okay, I guess, at first. He was a good provider. Then my sister was born and things turned ugly. Suddenly, I wasn’t his kid anymore, so he refused to treat me as such. He was drunk all the time, but, like, all the fucking time.”

Her eyes closed as she pronounced those last words, memories of how things used to be filled her head.

“He started hitting me, because I would misbehave; then my mom, ‘cause she couldn’t keep me in check. I couldn’t stand it. And there was nothing I could do. Standing up to him only meant making things worse. I got out as soon as I could, but I couldn’t help my mom. She had to wait until the bastard died of alcohol poisoning to be free. I don’t wish that on anybody. If I couldn’t help her, at least I can help others.”

All the words poured out of her at once, fearing that if she even took a second too long to pull air in, she would lose the courage to keep going. Katya didn’t say a thing, her mouth opened and her eyes had stopped blinking.

“Trixie, I–” she started.

“Don’t,” Trixie interrupted her. “You don’t have to say anything.”

“No, no, I want to.”

In a fast move, Katya was right in front of her. A soft hand landed on Trixie’s cheek and that was when she realized she was crying. Katya’s touch was delicate, Trixie couldn’t help but close her eyes and leaned into the warmth of Katya’s palm.

“You are so brave,” Katya said, forcing Trixie to open her eyes. “Not a lot of people have it in them to get out of shitty situations. Hell, even I love to go even deeper into my shit. But you… you are such an amazing woman. You are strong and smart and-and funny and I am so fucking proud of you. Knowing that you went through all of that only makes you even more of a badass, if you ask me.”

Trixie laughed tearily. “I wasn’t asking, really.”

A light chuckle left Katya’s lips but she didn’t say anything back. She simply kept rubbing soft circles on Trixie’s cheek with her thumb. The makeup was probably going to be ruined, if not by the touch, from all the crying, but Trixie didn’t really care at this point.

“That’s why this case became such a big deal, I guess.” Trixie hadn’t even considered it until the thought left her lips. “That could’ve been me, you know? One wrong decision and I could’ve ended up like those girls.” An abrupt sob cut through her throat and, before she knew it, she was crying uncontrollably in Katya’s arms.

It could have been a few minutes, it could have been hours, days even. Trixie felt like she had cried every emotion she held inside her. It was a freeing feeling. Soon, she was able to pull air back in without choking.

When she noticed Trixie was breathing normally, Katya pulled away a little to look into her eyes. “You feeling better?” A small nod answered her question. “You are not those girls, okay? And he’s not going to be on the loose for long. We are going to catch this guy.”

Trixie looked at her with big, pleading eyes. Her face had softened to a point that Katya couldn’t stop herself.

“Can I… just… I need to…”

She didn’t have to ask for permission, not really, because as she started to lean forward, Trixie closed her eyes. Katya kissed her right eye, tasting salt and glitter.

“We are gonna catch him,” she promised before moving to the left eye. “I’m gonna do it…” There was a kiss on the nose. “For you.” And then their lips found each other.

The kiss was slow and cautious. Lips smoothly wrapped around each other. They right away initiated a rhythm that allowed their movements and breathing to balance out perfectly. As their mouths explored one another, hands started to roam across their bodies. Trixie placed her hand on Katya’s nape, pulling her closer. Katya had a hand lost between the curls of Trixie’s hair, and the other one rested on Trixie’s thigh.

It was intimate, it was soft, and it was getting hotter by the minute.

It took one quick move for Katya to be sitting on Trixie’s lap. Each of her legs straddled Trixie’s as the kissing became deeper and deeper. Trixie’s hands found their way to Katya’s ass, and she pushed her slightly, starting a rocking motion. Katya didn’t complain, the complete opposite, she liked how Trixie was taking the lead. The feeling of Trixie’s hands kneading her flesh, mixed with the slow movement of her hips, had her already turned on beyond herself.

Katya quickened the pace. She lifted her hips and her hands went down to pull up her own skirt. She needed as much contact as possible. Their lips parted, giving room for moans and whimpers to fly freely. Among the noises of building pleasure filling the apartment, a cell phone brought everything to a halt.

Trying to catch her breath, Katya pressed her forehead against Trixie’s. Their stares met. Katya gave her a moment, trying to figure out if the interruption was enough to break the charm, and make Trixie regret what they were doing.

“Yours or mine?” Katya asked with a side smile.

“Mine is right here,” Trixie said, tapping her pocket before stealing a quick kiss.

With a grunt, Katya stood up and followed the sound to the front door, where she had dropped her purse when they walked in. The screen was still lit when she pulled it out, but the device wasn’t ringing anymore. Ginger’s nickname appeared under the label of missed calls. She stared at it for a moment, pondering what to do. If it had been an emergency, the phone would have rang again by now, or at least that was the excuse Katya gave herself to not return the call. Ginger probably just wanted to catch up. Katya missed her friend, but she had a turned on goddess on her couch. The dilemma answered itself.

Katya sent a quick message indicating she couldn’t talk at the moment, with the promise to ring Ginger in the morning. She stuffed the phone back into her purse and practically ran back to the living room. The short period was enough for her to find it empty. She looked around frantically, but Trixie was nowhere to be found. She couldn’t have left, she was right there just a moment ago, and Katya had been standing by the front door.

A muffled sound came from the bedroom, Katya made her way there and found Trixie. She had thrown to the floor all the crap that Katya had left on the bed, and was already pulling her dress above her head.

No more time was lost. They helped each other out of their clothes and stumbled on the bed. They continued to kiss as fingers rolled nipples and nails scratched backs. It was primitive, it was urgent, it was extremely hot. Katya could feel every inch of her skin burning in desire, and the flames would quench only by the touch of Trixie’s hands.

Katya’s back landed on the mattress, Trixie lied on top of her, settled between her opened legs. She took a nipple between her teeth and Katya’s back arched to the touch. It was worlds apart from the first time they had done it. Trixie was running her tongue on Katya’s breasts, giving both equal amount of attention.

“Thank you,” Trixie spoke against her skin. “Thank you for understanding.” Her head then moved up, facing Katya completely. “Thank you for being such an amazing partner.”

“It’s my absolute pleasure, Barbie doll.”

She held Trixie’s face in her hands, making sure she didn’t lose eye contact as their hips started to move again. They started pressing against each other, rubbing their more intimate areas with fervor. Katya knew it was physically impossible, but the position made her feel as if Trixie were actually thrusting hard inside of her. With every push of Trixie’s hips against hers, Katya’s walls clenched around nothing.

They moved faster and faster, the rhythm becoming erratic as each of them got closer to their own orgasm.

It took one of Trixie’s high pitched moans to send Katya over the edge. She saw white flashes in front of her eyes as waves of earth-shattering pleasure hit her relentlessly. In the high of her ecstasy was that everything suddenly became clear.

“Oh, my God. I know who did it!”

[artificialqueens]

Red Light - Chapter 2 (Trixya) - Arizona

AN: Yee haw country boyz. I’m back with chapter 2. I really hope you guys like this. I’m trying to develop Katya further by sign ~deeper into her mind~. Please let me know if you’re enjoying! as always, leave me a fucking comment I’m very lonely. xoxo Arizona

April 26th, 2008

The inside of Katya’s house seemed bigger than the outside. It had more windows than most the houses on the street which, granted, wasn’t much of an accomplishment, but it did a lot to free up the space. Katya lived a little farther southwest than Trixie, near the town. The houses were closer together; there was more than one grocery store in a 6-mile radius. It was nice, Trixie decided. She had never been to Katya’s house, in fact, she had only even seen her in person once since they met at Carl’s, but they had talked on the phone nearly every day since the encounter. As much as they talked, they never seemed to run out of things to talk about. Trixie would ask Katya for her opinions on song lyrics. Katya, in return, would tell Trixie stories about Boston, and how much she loved to travel.

“California is my favorite,” Katya said once night, as Trixie laid sprawled out on her bed, listening to the owls singing deep in the woods. “I want to take you to Malibu, you would love it there.” Trixie herself had never left the Midwest. She went to North Dakota on occasion for funerals and Minneapolis for her cousin’s graduation. It wasn’t that she felt trapped in Wisconsin, but rather that she felt she didn’t belong in a place that was bigger or more exciting. She wanted to, but she didn’t.

But Katya had a way of bringing Trixie’s imagination with her through all the places she had been, and Trixie was more than happy to come along. Both of them felt like they had known each other since childhood. Despite this, Trixie still felt a knot of anxiety in her stomach when Katya asked her to come over for the first time. She hadn’t grown up having a lot of friends, at least not ones that lasted, and committing to Katya’s invitation tasted too much like inevitable bitterness in Trixie’s mouth. But she did it anyway. She wasn’t sure why.

She also wasn’t sure why she felt so nervous about how she looked before hand. She must have changed her outfit seven times before settling on a 70’s inspired caftan and her cowgirl boots. Her thick blonde hair was still damp and she laid it down flat with a headband.

It was raining outside, but not hard enough for Trixie to put on a jacket. Her eyeliner was uneven, but she was running late, so she just left it and hopped in her stepdad’s truck.

Her blood pressure steadily rose as she approached Katya’s door. The yard was much cleaner than Trixie’s, she noticed. No piles of wood and scrap metal littering the lawn. No old couch on the curb, and no tattered American flag above the front doorstep. It was just a tidy, freshly mowed, albeit brown, patch of grass and a dusty orange door with a big bronze knocker. The doorbell was broken, so Trixie knocked and wrung her hands as she waited, shivering in the rain. She waited for nearly two full minutes and had half a mind to just go home before the door was plug open, causing Trixie to jump. Katya stood in the entrance, rubbing her hair with a towel and beaming at Trixie.

“Hey Trix! Get your ass in here, you look freezing!” she exclaimed. Trixie’s nerves dissolved almost immediately. Katya’s living room smelled like wet grass and lilac with a faded shag rug that Trixie dug her toes into as soon as she took off her boots.

“You wanna cup of coffee?” Katya asked. “It’s a couple hours old, but it’s the fancy Columbian stuff my mom likes. Trixie nodded and smiled. “How have you been girl?” Katya called from the kitchen. Trixie stretched her legs out on the couch.

“Pretty good,” she replied. “I mean not much has changed since we last talked.” She could hear Katya wheeze-laughing from the other room.

“You mean like 12 hours ago?” she gasped. Trixie couldn’t help but laugh with her. When Katya came back with the coffee, her hair was almost dry, but her damp bangs clung to her forehead in chunks. She wasn’t wearing makeup and was almost unrecognizable without her signature red lips and her black-rimmed eyes. Trixie found herself staring as the two of them sipped coffee in silence while the rain outside grew steadily more intense. “What’s up with you?” Katya asked. Trixie blinked in confusion. “You’re just a little quiet.”

“I don’t know,” she said. “I’ve just been thinking a lot.”

“What about?” Trixie felt herself about to get way more personal than was necessary, but she allowed herself over the threshold. Katya had a way of getting her to talk.

“You remember the night we met? And we were talking about your ex?”

“And I told you I’m super gay?” Katya interjected. Trixie nodded and laughed.

“I was just wondering….how did you know? Or when did you know?” She felt herself tripping over her words. “I don’t know what I’m talking about I just don’t know a lot of gay people.”

“Are you worried you might be a lesbo Trixie?” Katya lowered her voice and spoke in a ridiculous southern accent. Trixie laughed, letting herself feel less afraid.

“I mean…I don’t know,” she said hesitantly. “I wouldn’t say I’m worried. I’m just…curious? I mean…I’ve never had a real boyfriend.” She took a shaky breath. This was harder than she knew it should be. “I just…it’s a possibility,” she managed to get out. Katya stared back at Trixie with a look conveyed both understanding and concern. There was a strange silence that hung in the air as Katya looked Trixie up and down as if that would help her assess Trixie’s sexuality.

“Well bitch. You are in the right place,” she finally said. “My gaydar is almost always accurate and you my dear give off strong gay vibes.”

Katya had identified as bisexual for a long time, but after graduating high school had realized her attraction to women far outweighed her attraction to men. At first, this made her nervous. She was scared to admit that she had been wrong about her sexuality and that it really had been “just a phase.” For a while she slept with men just to try and convince herself that she still wanted to. But it never felt quite right. She would always leave in the morning feeling detached from her body, like she was looking at herself from the outside and all she saw was a pathetic, dirty husk. It wasn’t a lifestyle she could maintain. She started dating women. She had her heart broken time and time again, but it was always better than the alternative of feeling nothing at all. At least while she hurt she knew she was capable of hurting.  Lately, she had been in one of those phases in her life. When she stepped out of a cloud of smoke and drug-induced haze and realized she was alone. That week she met Trixie. Katya didn’t believe in love at first sight, in fact she hardly believed in love at all, but seeing Trixie for the first time was probably as close as she was going to get. This perfect, picturesque girl, glowing gold against the night sky, had made Katya’s heart feel like it was taking a sharp inhale of fresh air for the first time in years. She hadn’t stopped thinking about her since. Which was why they were where they were now, at Katya’s coffee table, watching the rain paint blurry streaks on the window and sitting just a little too close together. Katya hated coffee, but Trixie made it sweeter.

“You think so?” Trixie asked, eyes wide. Not with fear, but with curiosity. Katya nodded and leaned back into the couch.

“Yes god, Barbara. No way in hell you’re straight,” she said. Trixie exhaled sharply.

“Damn,” she said. “That’s a lot to think about.”

“No rush,” said Katya. “You don’t have to label yourself right away. We’re all just meat sacks trying to get laid and kill time on this earth. Have fun with it.” Trixie giggle softly. Almost simultaneously, the two of them realized how close together they were. Katya had splayed her legs out across Trixie’s lap and though she was previously laying back against the arm of the couch, she was sitting up now, her elbow resting on the back of the couch behind Trixie’s head. She could feel Trixie’s hair tickling her fingertips and reflexively brushed it away from her face.

“I’m so glad we met,” Trixie said, smiling. It was in that moment that Katya wasn’t sure if her heart had stopped beating, or if, for the first time in a long time, it started again.

[artificialqueens]

Tell me what you're thinking ch. 1 (Trixya) - Dustyrose

Hiiie! This is a new Trixya fic I wrote. It starts kind of suddenly but it will end up being slow burn(ish, not too slow though). I hope you all enjoy the first chapter and thank you for your lovely comments and likes, I love and appreciate you all <3 

Summary: “Yekaterina Petrovna Zamolodchikova, you will not fall in love with her, you don’t fall in love with mean girls.“ 

TW: cursing, mentions of drinking alcohol

Katya walked out of the house, her breath changing to a warm steam in the cold air. She was fuming with anger and tried to lit up a cigarette with her shaky hands while mumbling several shits and fucks. What a stupid party, she thought. She kicked the ground beneath her and wanted to scream until her lungs would burn with pain. The music blasted out of the house and people were screaming rather than singing the lyrics to some silly hit song. Katya finally inhaled the toxic yet comforting smoke that filled her lungs and she looked back at the house where she just couldn’t go back. It actually wasn’t as horrible outside as Katya first expected. It was snowy and dark but something about the cold air and the stars in the sky, made her calm down a little bit. She wanted to go home, take a warm shower, drink couple shots of vodka, do some yoga and go to bed but she had made a promise. She promised to Sharon that she’ll stay for Alaska’s sake, it was still her birthday party after all. Alaska happens to be one of Katya’s closest friends so it would be impossible for her to leave the party just like that. She still wouldn’t go inside though, not after what that bratty blondie did to her. Katya found a bench and sat down pinching herself. “Yekaterina Petrovna Zamolodchikova, you will not fall in love with her, you don’t fall in love with mean girls”, she whispered and slapped her own cheek as a punishment for the feelings that were growing so strongly. Alaska’s spoiled step sister completely enchanted Katya from the minute she first saw her. She is the most beautiful girl Katya has ever seen, her jokes are snappy, her figure is out of this world, she’s always honest and her cold and ignorant presence makes Katya too ambitious to break the ice in her heart and win her over. But what she just did, Katya wasn’t sure what to feel anymore. She admired the stars high above and heard someone behind her open the door.

“Now you little fucker, apologize her or I’ll kick you out,” Sharon yelled dragging the younger blondie with her.

“Oh wow look at me I’m so scared,” she spoke sarcastically and clearly had had too many drinks.

“Trixie you’re not ruining my girlfriend’s birthday party,” Sharon said seriously like she was begging for her to behave.

“Okay okay, I’ll apologise her,” Trixie laughed bitterly. Sharon walked back in to the house slamming the door behind her, leaving Trixie and Katya in total silence. Trixie let out a loud sigh and Katya turned around immediately locking eyes with Trixie. Trixie didn’t say a word, she just walked towards Katya swaying her hips and keeping the eye contact like she didn’t have a care in the world. Trixie apparently knew just how to make a girl like Katya drool. She licked her lips innocently and crossed her arms making her boobs look even bigger than they already were. She sat down next to Katya and looked at the stars while the moonlight highlighted her cheekbones making her look almost angelic at least that’s what Katya thought. They sat close to each other but both looked at the ground and for a moment it almost felt like it was just the two of them against the world but in reality it was more like they were against each other than anything else. Katya finally recognised her feelings, it was hate. She was falling for Trixie even though she kept telling herself otherwise but she felt hate.

“Having a good night?” Trixie slurred and oh yes, she was tipsy.

“I don’t know, define good,” Katya said raising her eyebrow and definitely didn’t hide her anger from the other girl. Trixie immediately understood what Katya wanted from her.

“Look whatever I just did I’m sorry or whatever,” Trixie mumbled while playing with a strand of her hair ignorantly.

“You don’t mean it,” Katya said with a sense of confidence in her voice that she didn’t know she had.

“Of course I do,” Trixie said and looked Katya in the eyes fluttering her eyelashes, trying to look as innocent as possible.

“No you don’t,” Katya laughed and rolled her eyes at Trixie’s childish behavior.

“Well maybe I don’t, are you satisfied now?” Trixie raised her voice and was clearly frustrated with the whole conversation.

“Look if I’m being honest with you right now I truly don’t understand where your immature behavior comes from and why you’re showing this kind of attitude towards me,” Katya said and was completely done with Trixie.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Trixie smiled, she loved to play this game with Katya. She looked at Katya with her baby blue eyes and her sweet smile changed to a playful smirk but Katya didn’t notice that.

“You know exactly what I mean Trixie! I can’t believe you have the nerve to treat me like this,” Katya yelled and Trixie didn’t move a muscle, she just kept smiling like nothing happened.

“Listen I don’t think I’ve done anything wrong here,” Trixie said and kept playing with the same strand of hair. The silence between them grew stronger. Katya wondered why Trixie didn’t leave her alone, maybe they needed a closure to this conversation.

“Fuck, what’s the point in trying to act like we get along because we clearly don’t and do you know what I don’t like you at all…I-I- I hate you,” Katya said, the words just coming out of her mouth and Trixie immediately slammed her lips against Katya’s before she had any time to continue. Trixie’s lips were soft and tasted like vanilla. Katya felt like she could lose her control any minute, she wanted to be like this with Trixie forever. Trixie pulled away for awhile, smirking to Katya. Katya gave her a slow and approving nod and closed the space between them again. Trixie climbed to Katya’s lap, straddling her and pulled her hair eagerly, trying to get closer to Katya. Katya didn’t put much of a fight and her hands travelled to squeeze Trixie’s ass. Trixie smiled even wider when she felt Katya’s hands on her ass and she thrusted her hips just to make sure Katya knew exactly how much she wanted her. Katya moaned to Trixie’s touch and to the fiery energy between them.

“I hate you too, you’re an asshole if I’m being honest,” Trixie breathed heavily, kissing Katya when she spoke. Trixie’s lips made their way to Katya’s neck, moving to her collarbone and Katya moaned loudly, screaming Trixie’s name aloud. 

“Say my name,” Katya whimpered, she needed to hear it from Trixie.

“..Katya..Yekaterina Petrovna Zamolodchikova,” Trixie whispered to Katya’s ear pronouncing her name so perfectly it brought chills all over Katya’s body. Trixie sucked Katya’s ear and neck possessively, she wanted to show who she’d belong to. Trixie was almost starting to take off her clothes but Katya stopped her and looked at Trixie deep in her soul like a witch who was about to put a spell on her. Katya kissed Trixie’s lips one more time but this time more lovingly and got up from the bench. Trixie looked at her in disbelief.

“Listen doll, they’re waiting us to come back and soon they’ll come and check if we have killed each other or something,” Katya said seriously and acted like nothing had happened which drove Trixie insane.

“Little do they know,” Trixie smirked and got up from the bench. Katya took Trixie’s hand and kissed her wrist softly before letting it go. She walked back in to the house with Trixie following her slowly.