#i was like 'oh yeah i remember those books. hm. maybe i'll give it a try? idk.'

[bi-demon-ium]

never watched a second of this show. dont kno what its abt. randomly came across one of ur gifsets of nicholas benedict & became so immediately enamored of his HAIR & whole look. he is so gender <3 need to find a good reference photo of him for my hair stylist because that is exactly what im going for. anyway. even as an outsider, based on ur posts, can agree--he is babygirl. have a good day <3

anon im kissing you on the mouth rn.

youre so correct youre so so SO correct

like. the gender. the corls. the style. it's all so good. and thank you yes he is babygirl<3 you have a good day too

(also i DO recommend the show. in case you ever want to see him and his much-less-gender-but-still-kinda-gender-albeit-in-a-different-way twin doing their funny little plot shenanigans. season one is like, some nerdy kids go undercover at evil school while nicholas benedict has a breakdown over his childhood trauma back at their base + he and his weird friends also trying to take down the evil school from afar and dealing with some of their own issues. but also you're also so valid for simply enjoying nicholas benedict's gender.)

[arcanewhoosh]

Funny Business

Where you just wanted to get your work done and over with, but your truck had other plans.

2,500 something words

God the self restraint to keep this a oneshot

not proofread

English not first language

Mechanic Jinx x GN!Reader

Today was not a good day.

First of all, what should've been a quick trip between your project sites was quickly derailed by your truck making weird click noises. Second, You were three cities away from home and you couldn't risk driving on a highway with that weird clicking sound doing its weird clicks; so now you're stuck. Third, there was a distinct lack of open garages today; today is a holiday. Fourth, you realized you were working on a holiday.

You grumpily mumble to yourself as your truck slowly drives down the road. After a grueling Google search for open garages, you were able to find one nearby at a Square in the middle of the business district. And after navigating through the unfamiliar streets of Zaun-you were briefly stopped by a cop and had to beg them to not to give you a ticket-you finally saw the large billboard of the Square's entrance. Welcome to The Lanes! It read.

You slowly make your way around the Square and finally find the garage. Thankfully, the place was huge, and it looked like there were only two other cars being worked on. Good for you; the faster they could fix your truck, the faster you can do your job and get home.

"Welcome to the Last Drip, what can we do for you today?" A lanky, spikey haired man says as he walks up to your window.

"Uh, something suddenly started to make a clicking noise. I can't tell where it is." You say as you grab your bag and exit the truck.

"Hm, you mind if I take the car for a bit? You can take a seat in the lounge over there" He points to an empty seating area with a few couches and a vending machine.

"Uhm, no sure, take your time, uh, Mylo." You say as you read the name tag on his coveralls. Mylo nods and gets into the truck, driving it to one corner of the garage with different lifts. You start walking towards the seating area, when your phone starts to ring.

Dad. The caller ID read. You quickly pick up the phone.

"Hey dad."

"Hey bud, I heard you had some car trouble. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, something started clicking in the car. I couldn't tell what it was and I didn't wanna risk driving to the sites."

"It's fine, I'll send someone else to handle the sites next week. Why are you even working on a holiday?" You stop walking. Weren't you told to go here today?

"Wasn't I supposed to come here today?" You hear a sigh on the other side of the line.

"...Maybe."

"Probably, but it's a holiday today, it's a day off for everyone. Didn't you get the announcement?" Now that he's mentioned it, you vaguely remember receiving an email from HR about a long weekend or something.

"It's already a holiday today, it's already a long weekend. I don't need Monday off, too."

"Jeez, you're not even in your thirties, and your memory is already worse than mine.

A pause. "Tell you what, take Monday off too. Take a break, book a hotel there and do those mental health days you kids do nowadays."

"Yeah, okay, love you too, dad. Tell mom too."

"If you're forgetting holidays, that means you're working too much."

"It was just a lapse in memory-"

"Take the extra day off, I'm saying that as your boss. I have tee time in fifteen minutes. Have fun, love you."

You pocket your phone and realize that your halway through making a lap around the garage. Or was it your second lap? You don't recall, so you shake your head and make you way to Mylo, who was now writing something on a chart.

"Alright, so I hear the clicking, but I can't see anything immediately when we run the car. We'll have one of our mechanics take it apart, depending on where they think it is."

Uh oh.

"How long do you think it's gonna take?"

"Two, maybe three days, tops. All I know is you're not getting that done today." You sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose.

"Alright, anything I need to sign?" Mylo hands you a chart.

"Fill this out, hand me an ID, and we should be good to go. Take a seat and one of the mechanics will hand it back. They'll have a better timeline for your car."

"Cool, thanks." you say as you take an ID out of your wallet and hand it to Mylo.

You walk back over to the seating area and take out your laptop. It might've been a holiday, but the fifty-seven new emails you got definitely didn't think so.

You pore over the screen for a while; either marking seemingly unimportant emails-mostly those you were cc'ed in-as read, briefly skimming through department reports, and replying to concerns that were directed to you.

"Ahem."

You now have three meetings rescheduled for Tuesday, and another site visit the day after. Twenty three emails removed, a pretty decent chunk.

"Hello?" A face suddenly appears in front of you, her hand pushing down the screen of your laptop. You blink. How long had she been there?

"Uh, sorry." You manage to say. Her blue eyes scan your face briefly, a look of annoyance on her face. She straightens up and lets go of your laptop.

"Hi. I'm your mechanic."

"...Hi." She stares at you. You blink. She blinks.

"So, anyway, your car might have a steering problem, I'll be able to know for sure when I take it apart, that'll take the rest of the day. If there's a part that needs to be replaced, we'll have to place an order if we don't have it in stock, that'll take another day. So your car is gonna be stuck here for at least two days. Capeesh?" She says as she hands you back your ID.

"Capeesh." You nod dumbly. Still feeling a bit sheepish for not immediately noticing her presence.

"Right, I'm gonna go work now." She quickly turns around and starts walking to your truck.

"Uh, wait!" She turns to look at you, an eyebrow raised.

"Do you know any place here that I can plug in my laptop?"

"Bar next door."

"...Cool." You were supposed to say, thank you [insert name], but the top part of her coveralls were down and she was in a crop top and had cloud tattoos running up her right arm and over to her chest and waist and oh no she's got a pretty face too.

So, like, you couldn't see her name tag cause the top part of her coveralls were down.

"Cool." She says as she starts walking again.

The bells on the door make a chiming sound as you push it open. Yup, this was a bar alright. Nearly empty, sure, but it was still in the middle of the afternoon. The bartender greets you, and you give a half hearted nod back as you enter. You walk around for a bit, looking for any sockets to plug in your laptop, praying you don't look sus to the bartender. Eventually you find a small table with a socket next to it, so you dump your bag on the chair to call dibs, and make your way over to the bar.

"Hey, how you doin'?" She asks, wiping off a cup. She didn't look that much older than you, but you couldn't really tell, since the only things you had to go on were her facial features and her pink hair.

"Could be better."

"Hm. What could be better?"

"My truck, for one." She raises an eyebrow.

"Took it to the last-"

"The Last Drip, yeah. I'm assuming that and this bar is owned by the same person?" You gesture around the bar with your hand. The Last Drop, it was called. You had a good chuckle to yourself when you saw the signs next to each other earlier.

"Family businesses."

"Ah."

The both of you have small talk for a good bit while Vi-you two exchange names somewhere in the conversation.- got you a glass of wine. A safe choice, you'd have something to drink while working, but you wouldn't run the risk of getting sloshed the longer you drank it. Eventually you go back to your table and start working. Ignoring the rest of the world as you read more emails and progress reports and approve requests for this and that.

It's only when the door to the bar chimes again, and a particularly loud group of people enter, that your focus is broken. Your eyes flit towards them for a split second before going back to your screen, until you're forced to do a double take when your brain registers that you saw a flash of blue hair. You shake your head, trying to bring your focus back onto your work.

"Need a top up?"

It works for a while, until someone puts down a glass of wine on your table.

You look up, and it's the pretty mechanic from earlier. Your brain isn't at social functioning capacity, and you blurt out the first word that comes to mind.

"Jinx."

Her eyebrows shoot up in surprise, and you immediately try to save face.

"The bartender, your sister, Vi, she told me your name." That doesn't seem creepy at all, in your head. Apparently Jinx, or Powder, Vi calls her, also doesn't think you're creepy. instead, she grins and takes the seat in front of you, once again pushing down your laptop screen so you can see her face fully. She has a few freckles on her nose that you wouldn't be able to catch, unless you were this close to her face.

"Oooh, so you asked about me?" She says as she takes a sip from a metal cup with little doodles on them. Your hands don't leave your keyboard while you talk.

"You came up in the conversation, yes."

"How so?"

"Vi asked which mechanic was working on the truck, I said I couldn't see your name tag cause your weren't wearing half your coveralls, and she kinda just... Knew." She shrugs.

"Yeah, that checks out. So why are you still working?"

"Huh?"

"It's past eight, and it's a holiday."

"So people say." You take a look at your watch; yup, it's past eight alright. You let out a breath and put your laptop away before grabbing the glass of wine Jinx had put down on your table earlier.

"So did you ask about me too, or did you just happen to stare long enough to notice what I was drinking?" You ask as you take a sip of your drink. She grins, then props her chin on her hand.

"Who knows? Maybe I was just trying to see if you'd actually respond to someone calling you this time." Oh. You scratch the back of your head.

"Sorry about that."

"It's fine, though if we're being honest, I was kinda peeved when I saw you her. Thought you were some stuck up accountant or something, but Vi said you were cool so..."

"So this is an apology drink for being peeved at me for no reason?" She smiles at you and Sips from her straw.

"Perhaps. So why are you working during a holiday?" Why were you, again?

"...I may have forgotten it was a holiday." You clear your throat. "Why were you working on a holiday?"

"I like working on cars. Also that's sad as hell; pardon my French."

"It's not that sad-"

"It's pretty sad."

"Okay, can we move on to a different subject other than my working on a holiday?" She nods.

She asks you about your job, and is clever enough to connect the dots. Your company owns the development projects in the city,

So you ask her how they came to own the garage and the bar. Apparently, her dad had owned the bar for decades, and was one of the first establishments in The Lanes, before there were tall buildings everywhere. She and her siblings had started the garage next door, and got lazy with the naming hence the one letter off theme.

"And you," She says as she takes out her straw and points it at you. "Your'e probably the owner's kid, right?"

"What makes you say that?"

"Your company is Solomon Construction. Your last name is Solomon."

"How'd you get my last name?" You cock your head to the side as you ask.

"You literally gave us your ID earlier."

"Oh... Yeah I did do that." You manage a laugh and grab your glass of wine, only to find it empty. So you grab the wine bottle you and Jinx (Powder?) had decided to get earlier in the conversation, and top up your glass. You gesture to her glass, and she lifts it up. She's gotten a little wobbly and a bit of wine spills on the table. The both of you snort and try to gather napkins to wipe off the wine.

You check your watch again. 11:38 PM

"Damn, it's getting late." You say.

"It's pretty early in bar time." She looks around the bar, and you do too. There's a bunch more people around now. When the hell did they get here?

"When did all these people get here?"

"Literally while we were talking."

"Huh."

"Like I said, early in bar time."

"But it's late in Solomon time, also I'm pretty fucking sloshed." Come to think of it, if you turn your head a bit, the room tilts.

"Ya know, you have a tendency to like, do a tunnel vision thing, ya know?" She gestures at your face with her hand, making little circles with it.

"A what?"

"Like... You focus on me, and you didn't notice everyone else come in."

"Well that's cause you're pretty." Did you just call her pretty?

"Did you just call me pretty?" Oh, guess you did. Whoops.

"Did I just not?" She grins. She seems to like grinning a lot.

"You got a pretty face on you too, Solomom." You laugh.

"Did you just say Solomom?"

"Did I just not?"

"Okay, okay" You say as you shake your head. "We're... We're both done." You lift the glass of wine to put it away, only to realize that it's empty. "Oops."

"Damn, did we really drink all of it?" You turn the bottle over for good measure.

"Yup."

A rogue hand suddenly takes the bottle from you.

"Okay, that's enough for both of you." It's Vi, stands for Violence, or Stupid, according to Jinx. She puts down a glass of water for you and Jinx. "Drink."

"Okay, yeah." You take the water and down it, while Jinx makes a face at her glass and pushes it away as you hand Vi your credit card. She scolds Powder for a bit before walking back to the bar. The latter sticks her tongue at he sister.

Eventually, Vi comes back with your card and a receipt, and offers to call you a cab.

"No thanks." You say, your words still a bit slurred. Vi shrugs, and walks back to the bar.

"So how're ya gonna get home?" Jinx, whose face is now on the table, asks.

"Mmmmm dunno. I don't live here." She looks up and slams her fist on the table.

"What? then where the heck are you gonna go?" You shrug.

"A hotel or something."

"You can stay at my place if ya want." You shoot her a look.

"D'you invite all your customers to sleep over at your place?"

"D'you drink with all of your mechanics?"

"Touche."

"Are you a serial killer?"`

"Are you?"

Now it's your turn to slam your fist onto the table. A few bar patrons look at the both of you.

"Touche!" If you were a little bit more sober, you would've noticed Vi face-palm from the bar.

"Look look look, we'll set up a No Funny Business rule." She uses her fingers for air quotes."

"Agreed."

"Like... Murder funny business, or... funny funny business?"

"Funny funny." You mull this information over. Well, as much as your inebriated brain could mull over something, and then nod.

"Mmmmkay, no funny bussiness."

"Agreed."

You two were halfway through Jinx's doorway when that rule was thrown out the window.

Needless to say, it was a pretty great weekend.

[twstinginthewind]

To give you options...

44 for more Carol Punch food or

4. For April n Joker

Leave it all to you

Things you said....

44 - things you said before you kissed me

"It's been a long day," Punch sighed. He took a moment to lean against the railing of the Ramshackle house porch, letting the last few rays of the setting sun warm his face. "I'm glad I ran into you, Carol. There's no way you were going to carry all these supplies in one trip..."

Carol laughed, putting some shopping bags down as she checked her pockets for the front door key. "It would save me some walking, I'll say that much. But we really needed these cleaning supplies, and when Sam pointed out the book sale, I couldn't resist picking up a few!"

"A few." Punch looked at the stack of hardcover books in his arms, his wrist aching from the bagful of paperbacks dangling below. "Sure, Carol." Their eyes met, and they both laughed.

"Let's get these inside, so you can get back to your dorm before dark," she said as she opened the door. Punch nodded, and slipped in past Carol as she gathered the smaller packages.

He placed the larger stack of books on the table of the dorm lounge, then started to take the smaller ones out of the bag to stack next to them. Hm. Seemed to be a theme with the covers...

"Carol?"

"Hm?" she replied from the hall, busying herself with the cleaning supplies.

"Was there an extra-special deal on... on romance novels?"

"What? Oh no!" There was a clatter from the hall, and she rushed into the lounge, face red. "I didn't think you'd see those! It's embarrassing. Don't think less of me—"

"—why would I do that?" Punch raised an eyebrow. "Because they're not fine literature, or academics? You're going to read whatever you want, it's not like we're not allowed to have fun."

"But..." Carol looked away, cheeks burning. Her voice creaked. "But I don't want you to get jealous? Like maybe I'm dreaming about the heroes in the books or something."

"Are you?"

"Wstfgl," she spluttered.

Punch stepped over to her carefully, and took her chin in his hand. "Well, then? I guess I'll need to step up." He took a breath and closed the distance between them. "Because if it comes down to it, I'd like it better if you dreamed about me." And he let his lips meet hers, gently and hesitantly.

---

4 - things you said over the phone

Joker paced the Heartslabyul kitchen, mixing bowl in one hand, whisk in the other, mixing away as she talked into her phone, propped between her shoulder and her ear. "... and then, Cater, you remember I told you about him? He said—"

"I don't think I'd be able to tell him from the rest of the cards in your dorm's deck," April said with a wry chuckle. "They all kinda blur together after a while into a black and red jumble."

Joker pouted. "I promise, once you get to know them, they're more distinct."

"Yeah, but let's be real."

"Hm?"

April audibly shrugged. "You know my luck. I pulled the best card on my first try."

And Joker almost dropped her phone into the cake batter.

[chim-chimchii]

Encaptured (Jungkook)

Genre: Fluff 

Note: A little fuckboy Jungkook for you all! I’m currently working on a social media au and I might just post the profiles so I can give you guys a sneak peek and to also motivate myself to work on it more! Let me know what you guys think! I also didn’t know how to end this so I apologize if it’s a crappy ending. 

. . . . . . . 

On Thursdays, the literary class met in the college library, and that was when Jungkook always had you look over his essays. Not only did he use that time to get his papers edited, but he also took this time to prod you about your weekend plans.

"So, are you going to accept my offer to take you to the movies this weekend?" Jungkook asked, resting his chin on his palm.

You glanced up from his essay. "Hm, not this week. I think I'm all booked." With a smirk directed towards him, you continued marking his paper.

"You said that last week." He mumbled with a playful pout.

"And last week, when I rejected you, you ended up taking that girl from your math class." You stated with a challenging stare.

Tongue in cheek, Jungkook chuckled, "Well, I couldn't let those tickets go to waste! I thought for sure you would have agreed." He continued trying to justify his playboy ways.

You scoffed and slid his paper over to him; red pen marks were scattered all over it. You thought that the edits you made to his essay would distract him from the current topic, but he pushed the assignment to the side.

"Y/n, when will you let me take you on a date?" Jungkook leaned in ever so slightly and smiled sweetly.

Your heart rate increased. His whole appearance changed with that one smile, and it was hard for you to hide the fact that it made you feel some way. Maybe it was time to give him a chance, and if it didn't work out, then he would finally stop bugging you.

"Okay." You finally answered after thinking it through. That one word took Jungkook by surprise.

"Okay? Are you saying, yes?"

Without making eye contact, you nodded and closed your notebook with a gentle smile.

"I'll pick you up at seven." Jungkook bit his lip to hide his smile and watched you leave the library.

. . . . 

The sun was setting, and seven o clock was right around the corner. You gave yourself one last look in the mirror that hung by the door and nodded in approval of your outfit. You tried to remember the last time you got all dressed up for a date, and as you tried to place a moment, there was a knock at the door. 

As you reached for the door, you hesitated. What if this was a one-time thing? What if he never spoke to you after tonight? Just because you turned his offers for a date down multiple times, it wasn't as if you didn't like Jungkook. You appreciated his presence in your boring literary class; you appreciated his jokes and stories. What if all he wanted was to add you to the list of girls he won over with his charms? 

Your thoughts were interrupted again by a knock, but this time it was a lot softer. You took a deep breath and twisted the doorknob. Whatever his intentions were, you decided to accept this date, so you had to deal with the consequences. 

Jungkook stood in the doorway with his hands buried in his pockets. His head was hung low as if he was half expecting you not to answer, but when you opened the door wider, he looked up. 

You forgot to breathe upon seeing him. Instead of the cliche leather jacket he always wore, he wore a grey flannel over a white shirt. It wasn't THAT different from what he always wore but seeing him wear light-colored clothing suits him well. His demeanor was different, as well. A timid smile replaced the cocky smirk he always had on his face. 

"Are you ready?" His voice came out lighter than usual; it took you a moment to remember this was Jungkook and not someone else. 

"Yeah, let me just grab my bad." You left him by the door as you dashed back to your room to grab your purse. 

. . . . 

It was the little things that Jungkook did that made you weak in the knees. As the two of you walked to the theater, Jungkook rested his hand on the small of your back. He maneuvered you to the other side of him; it wasn't until his warmth left that you realized he was making sure you were closest to the buildings and away from the busy street.

Your eyes fixated on him, and it felt like the world was in slow motion, and you saw Junkook in a new light. You wanted nothing more, but to have this moment last forever. Forever didn't come because he glanced at you with that beautiful smile of his.

"Would you be upset if I told you I don't want to go to the movies anymore?"

The world resumed at its original speed, and your excitement disappeared.

"Oh? Did you want to take a rain check or something?" You tried not to sound too disappointed.

"No, no. I just don't think I can handle sitting next to you for two and a half hours and not talk to you."

You sighed in relief, which made Jungkook chuckle.

"I don't know what you've been told or what you heard about me, but I'm not cruel.

You raised your eyebrow at him and smirked. "I don't know, I've heard some pretty interesting things about you, Jungkook."

You gave him one last teasing look before walking ahead of him. Jungkook tsked before jogging to catch up to you.

"So, are you going to tell me what you heard so I can prove those accusations wrong?"

Together you waded through the crowded street, careful not to lost one another. If he took your hand, would you pull away or let him have that small victory?

"You haven't said what we're going to do now that we're not going to the movies."

His hand grazed yours. "You're changing the topic."

Seconds later, his hand rested on your shoulder to guide you towards the entrance of an arcade. It was full of other couples, groups of friends, and people wanting to have fun. The atmosphere brought a smile to your face. You didn't even realize Jungkook had left until he returned with a bag full of tokens.

"I'll let you choose the first game."

Dramatically, you rested your hand on your heart. "What a gentleman."

Jungkook threw his head back in defeat. "Whoever told you that I wasn't a gentleman needs to stop feeding you lies."

"I'm sorry to tell you this, but you don't really have the best reputation." You explained as you made your way over to the basketball game.

You glanced back at him to make sure he was following and found him chewing on his lip. Your statement bothered him. The two of you exchanged no other words until he was standing next to you.

"Is that why you always rejected me?" His eyes locked with yours, and you didn't dare look away.

Rather than lying, you nodded. "Yeah."

Jungkook was the one to break eye contact; it was clear he was upset. He fished for a token and inserted it into the machine to start the game.

As you watched him, you inhaled deeply and thought about everything. You didn't want to be the reason the date ended in ruins. You were honest about why you declined his offers, but now that you were here with him, you kept thinking how different things could have been if you had just agreed to date him the first time he asked.

Without thinking further, when Jungkook reached for another ball, you took it from him and aimed for the moving hoop.

"You can't blame me for being scared."

Jungkook opened his mouth to say something but stopped as he watched you throw the ball straight into the hoop. Another ball rolled towards you, but Jungkook grabbed it before you could.

"I wasn't blaming you. I was blaming myself." He missed the hoop and ticked his head to the side, slightly annoyed that he didn't score, but as the game ended, he had one of the highest scores.

Together you moved in the direction of another game.

"Why are you blaming yourself?"

He didn't say anything, and you were afraid he didn't hear you due to the increasing volume of everyone around you.

"Because I got careless with relationships and dating, and now that I want something serious, my reputation is ruining my chances.

The corners of your mouth twitched into a tiny smile. "It's your turn to pick a game."

You weren't ignoring what he had said; you just wanted to think about it for a moment longer.

The two of you wandered around the arcade and tried not to lose each other with the growing amount of people entering the building. Jungkook stopped in front of a photo booth and let out a small laugh.

"It isn't a game, but it seems like this is the only thing unoccupied." 

"I think it'll be fun!" You linked his arm with yours and entered the small booth. 

Jungkook sat silently next to you as you messed around with the photo settings. As you sat back, your shoulder brushed against his, and it made it obvious how close the two of you were. You couldn't help but think back to his previous comment about wanting to be in a serious relationship.  Did he mean that he wanted to try and be in a serious relationship with you? You'd be lying if you said you didn't have feelings for him. The truth was, you had liked him all along, but you let the rumors about him cloud your judgment of his character. 

The beeping of the timer caused you to snap out of your thoughts. 

"Are you ready?" You glanced over at Jungkook, and to your surprise, he was already staring at you. The flash went off, signaling that the first picture was taken. Then the timer reset. 

"Your chances aren't completely ruined, by the way." 

The two of you looked away and to the camera, where you opted for a funny face. The camera went off. 

"What do you mean?" Jungkook turned to you again. 

"If you were this version of yourself all the time, you wouldn't have any trouble getting into a serious relationship, and any girl would be happy to be with you."  

You stuck your tongue out at him as the camera snapped another picture. 

"I don't want just any girl though--" He faced forward and held up a peace sign. "--I want you." 

Your expression changed in an instant, and it was captured as the shutter sounded. "Jungkook." 

He hesitated but looked your way as the last seconds of the timer counted down. You took his face into your hands and pressed your lips to his. The moment captured forever as the final flash of the camera washed over the two of you. 

[spaceystation]

ooh oooh ❌ and 🎙 for any of you who want to!!! -Ben :D

❌️ What does the fandom usually get wrong?

Nanxia's the more responsible one out of the two of us... but I think canon also writes me as more responsible, so I can't say it's really fandom, huh. Hmmm, would it count to say the fandom often sees us as cooler than we actually are? Hmmm... it's hard to say, a lot of fandom stuff is also just, based on the canon. I suppose you could say, a lot of people tend to portray me as the mean, grumpy twin, which I wish they didn’t... I simply can't make facial expressions very well. — Beishang

Not about me, but Melli isn't that bad of a person. Outspoken and doesn't always think before talking, sure, but not many really give much credit for him speaking his mind. I'd like to think we were friends... ah, I wonder if this is also a matter of canon... hm. Well, I'm not an old man, if that's anything, I just look really tired. Also, Sneasel poison is stored in the claws, not the fangs. — Warden

I think people see me as really immature or irresponsible for some reason, and it is a little bit upsetting! Oh, I guess fandom specifically... um, people are quick to put certain identities on us... not that we really mind, but! I hope people reconsider said headcanons if they're neither aspec nor autistic because if you're neither of those things and you're associating the two... that's not good :( — Nanxia

I haven't touched my fandom in months but, people really liked calling me a lot of. Pretty ableist or rude terms because of my mental illnesses and injuries... it was... bad. Yeah, uh, actually maybe I won't go into detail about the fandom of the source I'm from, I could write a book on how bad they are. :( — Spencer

(Janitor has nothing to add he just wanted to feel included)

🎙 What is the biggest difference between you and canon?

I think it's the "being a zombie" part and having many eyes. One of those two are usually the first to come to mind... oh, I guess I don't have those silly mutton chops either. And also... ah, actually, I'll just keep it to one difference. I'll go with having hundreds of eyes. — Beishang

If Beishang said hundreds of eyes can that also be a freebie for me cause I have hundreds of mouths??? I also have cool wings :)))) um ummmmm hmmmmm I guess we? assumably are a different race too than canon I think (we and the body are Chinese :) very cool) — Nanxia

Yeah, I think I'll go with zombie since Beishang didn't say it. (We are both undead). — Warden

There's way too many differences between me and canon and quite frankly I can't remember all of them... I'm still trying to work out the bugs in my memory concerning my timeline? But I guess for a quick difference, my source keeps dying my hair blonde for some reason and I don't recall dying it that much. My natural hair colour is brown and it stays that way! Oh, and I have facial hair, which my canon seems to lack. And, I go by a different name now. — Spencer

[garden-of-thestars]

This post will prove that I have no impulse control— but anyways! I have these twst oc previews for new upcoming ocs because I just wanted to create characters based on what I like so these ocs are self indulgent in a way. I will make another post because I have a fandorm as well in the works (and oof, it's now two fandorms because yeah: one based on The Great Mouse Detective and the other based on Toy Story 3). Hope you enjoy these previews! Note: Some of them don't have last names because I haven't gotten to that.

NRC Students

Gavin Gibson

School: Night Raven College

Year: 2nd Year

Dorm: Heartslabyul

Twisted From: Gaby Gaby (Toy Story 4)

"I don't think I've seen you before. Is it your first time in NRC? Well then, hello there newcomer! The name's Gavin Gibson!"

Benjamin

School: Night Raven

Year: 1st Year

Dorm: Heartslabyul

Twisted From: The Bensons (Toy Story 4)

"..."

Samson

School: Night Raven College

Year: 1st Year

Dorm: Heartslabyul

Twisted from: The Bensons (Toy Story 4)

"..."

Callahan Romeldale

School: Night Raven College

Year: 3rd Year

Dorm: Octavinelle

Twisted From: Dawn Bellwether (Zootopia)

"Oh dear... Clumsy me! I'm terribly sorry for the intrusion! I'm just so distracted with studies and responsibilities that I forgot people walked here."

RSA Students

Elouan

School: Royal Swords Academy

Year: 3rd Year

Twisted From: Cinderella

"Hm, I seem to be late... I apologize for that. I volunteered to stay back and reorganize some of the books at the library since I couldn't just let another fellow student do it alone. He seems to enjoy them a lot."

Anson Verdell

School: Royal Swords Academy

Year: 3rd Year

Twisted From: Esmeralda (The Hunchback of Notre Dame)

"Are you perhaps lost? Hm, that's alright. I'll help you out the best I can. Where is it that you're heading? I know this whole school in and out, so it won't be hard to find where you're going, okay?"

Simon Parker

School: Royal Swords Academy

Year: 2nd Year

Twisted From: Jane (Tarzan)

"Ack! Oh, I'm sorry! I wasn't looking while taking a stroll so this is all my fault. I do hope I can make it up. The sketch? Ah! Yes, I was taking notes on the birds around the area over there. Would you like to see?"

Solaris

School: Royal Swords Academy

Year: 3rd Year

Twisted From: Rapunzel (Tangled)

"Let's see, we can bake some treats, paint a scenery, try a new hobby, knitting... Oh that can be good! I already know how to make mittens and such but embroidery is on another level!"

Cane Saccharose

School: Royal Swords Academy

Year: 2nd Year

Twisted From: Vanellope von Schweetz (Wreck-It-Ralph)

"Sheesh! Who would've thought those things would pack such a punch! Exhilarating! Huh? Oh yeah, I kinda snatched one of these from those NRC dudes. Psh! Don't worry, I'll give em back!"

Lumen

School: Royal Swords Academy

Year: 2nd Year

Twisted From: Giselle (Enchanted)

"Oh wow, what a wonderful sight! The Culture Festival never ceases to amaze me! I wonder what new experiences await this year. Maybe we can make new friends during this whole event!"

Volpone

School: Royal Swords Academy

Year: 2nd Year

Twisted From: Tod (The Fox and the Hound)

"Whoa! Sorry there! I'm just in a hurry— Whoops! It's looks like they're real upset. Heh heh... Uh, sorry again! Gotta go!"

RSA Staff

Monica Nightingale

School: Royal Swords Academy

Occupation: School Counselor/Detention Supervisor

Twisted From: Mary Poppins

"I took notice that you're struggling in a particular class. Do you want to express any struggles you have in it? If so, we can work through this. But remember, you are responsible for your own growth and road to self betterment."

[chuchiotaku]

Welcome back! You made me worried for this wait, you know? But now that a new chapter of the saga is here, time to go crazy and pesting you with my thoughts.

Ok, first of all, it's so good seeing Sirius and Remus again! Last time Ron saw them was in... way less pleasable moments, but I'm hapoy they are back in the story, and I hope they will spend more time around Ronal too. (Expecially Sirius. I always thought there was a more, let's say, deep connection between those two than the original author let us see, with Ron being basically Harry's James. But Remus has always been a favourite of mine so if he grow closer to Ron too, I won't complain at all.)

Finally, Ron remembered to ask Charlie about his wand! For a moment I thought that he forgot abou it! (I gotta be honest, in the last chapters I noticed that you tended to jump between moments a lot, and while I like it and give more mistery on what is happening, an excess of it is really confusing. I hope next chapters will have less time jumping or my head will explode xD) And good thing that he's starting to investigate about the Deluminator too! How does it work? What are its limitation? How much is similar to Dumbledoor's one, and why Death gave him specifically it as an Hallow? Soooo many questions... I hope Ronald's habit to ask the right question will come back.

Shame Charlie and Bill haven't heard of the troll incident (yet), but I'm sure the dragon incident will give those two enough stress, so I'll just wait to see their reaction to the new adventure of their little, problematic child!

Finally Hermione is making friends, and even outside Gryffindor too! Sue is such a sweety pie, she's so darn cute, and even the new professor, Imothep, looks like a great guy! (Why can't the lecturers teach the subjects on full time??? That's bloody unfair), I wonder if you intend to use him when in the third year the Weasley's will go to Egypth, sure, if you'll still keep that plotpoint...

Also, F*CK YEAH, DAPHNE TIME. Still an ice queen, but at least she was nice with Neville, and her interaction with Ron show how much she has a burning fire inside that aphatetic facade, it's just a matter of time before that crumbles too (I can't help it, I love the "rich blonde girl befriend normal kid and she becomes more rowdy and passionate" trope). Also, I wonder why she is so obsessed with potions... hm... wonder if that has something to do with Astoria's situation...

Or maybe she's just really, really into potions. Probably the latter.

And lastly, the Quidditch game. Not only he was really cunning and convinced the ferret to do a bet that was already won, but he even used that little 'pureblood speech' on boot! (It's my headcanon that the way he refered to the others he copied from Daphne and Neville's interaction, know it.) But... so now Malfoy won't bother them for the whole year? Isn't that... like a big change? I mean this time they won't have him on their neck while sneaking Norberta out the castle, but in so Harry won't go in the Forbidden Forest, won't have the first head on with Tom, and he won't even meet Firenze! I mean in the big scheme of things it's not really much, but.. I don't know, it feels like a big deal...

...oh wait this is if the ferret honors his word. My bad I made a mistake.

In the end, great chapter. Reading your works is always one of the highlights of my day, and for the timezones, it's always the first thing I read in the morning. I'll wait the next chapter with trepidation! (Possibly we won't have to wait three months this time xD)

Keep it going, and at the next time! Ah, and stay safe too!

Hey there! I’m happy to be back! :) Even though I tend to disappear for a long while before coming back again. Hahaha!

* Ok, first of all, it's so good seeing Sirius and Remus again! Last time Ron saw them was in... way less pleasable moments, but I'm hapoy they are back in the story, and I hope they will spend more time around Ronal too. (Expecially Sirius. I always thought there was a more, let's say, deep connection between those two than the original author let us see, with Ron being basically Harry's James. But Remus has always been a favourite of mine so if he grow closer to Ron too, I won't complain at all.)*

It was only when you mentioned that Ron is essentially Harry’s James that I realized their similarities, especially regarding how they gave Harry and Sirius their second homes and were loyal friends to the end. You just gave me an idea!  Thanks for this comment! And it would be nice if Ron will become closer to Sirius and Remus, just like in Fate. But how that will come about, we’ll just have to see.

*Finally, Ron remembered to ask Charlie about his wand! For a moment I thought that he forgot abou it! (I gotta be honest, in the last chapters I noticed that you tended to jump between moments a lot, and while I like it and give more mistery on what is happening, an excess of it is really confusing. I hope next chapters will have less time jumping or my head will explode xD)*

Apologies for the confusion. It’s my way of keeping readers on their toes, since they won’t know when the next plot point will be resolved. And there will be a good number of those between chapters and even between books, because just like in the real world, life is messy, unpredictable and complicated. That’s why prioritizing is important.

But even then, that’s not a guarantee things will go smoothly. If you’re confused reading about it, can you imagine how it is for Ron who has to live through my writing? XD

* Shame Charlie and Bill haven't heard of the troll incident (yet), but I'm sure the dragon incident will give those two enough stress, so I'll just wait to see their reaction to the new adventure of their little, problematic child!*

Oh they will hear about it, but probably not when you think they will. And as for the dragon incident, well, it’s in the next chapter. Now how will I reconcile the fact that Charlie’s reaction was pretty (unrealisitcally IMO) chill in the books with the fact that he’s a protective hellion over Ronnie in TBA? Hmm...

* Finally Hermione is making friends, and even outside Gryffindor too! Sue is such a sweety pie, she's so darn cute, and even the new professor, Imothep, looks like a great guy! (Why can't the lecturers teach the subjects on full time??? That's bloody unfair), I wonder if you intend to use him when in the third year the Weasley's will go to Egypth, sure, if you'll still keep that plotpoint...*

It’s a shame that canon Hermione didn’t grow out of her shell enough to make real friends outside of the Golden Trio’s comfort zone. Actually, that goes for all three of them. But at least she’s got Sue and Penny, and her Arithmancy homework. Yay!

Will Imhotep be in Egypt come POA year? Will there even be an Egypt arc? So many things to think about.

At least we know the Basilisk is still a thing, eh? :D

*Also, F*CK YEAH, DAPHNE TIME. Still an ice queen, but at least she was nice with Neville, and her interaction with Ron show how much she has a burning fire inside that aphatetic facade, it's just a matter of time before that crumbles too (I can't help it, I love the "rich blonde girl befriend normal kid and she becomes more rowdy and passionate" trope). Also, I wonder why she is so obsessed with potions... hm... wonder if that has something to do with Astoria's situation...Or maybe she's just really, really into potions. Probably the latter.*

Daphne is usually fitted into either the Ice Queen or the Spoiled Princess trope (even a combination of both). As for her love for Potions, I’ll say that she as an aptitude for it and leave it at that for now.

And as for the Astoria situation, do I ever have plans for her too. :)

*And lastly, the Quidditch game. Not only he was really cunning and convinced the ferret to do a bet that was already won, but he even used that little 'pureblood speech' on boot! (It's my headcanon that the way he refered to the others he copied from Daphne and Neville's interaction, know it.)*

Since the whole Noble House business has been bothering him so much even after the trial, Ron just went, why the heck not?

Now if that is something that will bite Ron in the arse later on, who knows?

*But... so now Malfoy won't bother them for the whole year? Isn't that... like a big change? I mean this time they won't have him on their neck while sneaking Norberta out the castle, but in so Harry won't go in the Forbidden Forest, won't have the first head on with Tom, and he won't even meet Firenze! I mean in the big scheme of things it's not really much, but.. I don't know, it feels like a big deal......oh wait this is if the ferret honors his word. My bad I made a mistake.*

Oh, I don’t know. Just because Malfoy wouldn’t be bullying or harassing them directly doesn’t mean that he’ll really leave them alone. Malfoy was put under Slytherin for a reason, and I think it’s just right he proved in TBA exactly why.

*In the end, great chapter. Reading your works is always one of the highlights of my day, and for the timezones, it's always the first thing I read in the morning. I'll wait the next chapter with trepidation! (Possibly we won't have to wait three months this time xD)Keep it going, and at the next time! Ah, and stay safe too!*

Aww thank you so much! I also love reading your asks, replies and your fanart! All this is so very sweet of you! Stay safe and see you in the next chapter of TBA! 

Chuchi

[inkykeiji]

It's okay I lost my/our tags too 😂

You're giving me the >:( ? Aw. I wouldn't really have you being a brat but it can be excused this time. Tch.

I did, you smart little girl. Look at that.

You're right, only the OGs will. 😂 Well for you guys that are new, I'm Clari's dabi anon! She got me a tag for it too 😌

I joke to myself if you'll be able to recognize me doll, but you always do huh. Good! I'm your comfort character that means something lil stitch. You get kisses for all your big brain 😚

You can, go on, throw your tantrum.

Aw doll, I know, definitely feel fucking bad for that, I'll tell boss you're taking me away yeah, anything my kitty wants. All the kisses and hugs she wants, as many as you need okay?

Clari is my favorite favorite. You hear me?

I'm surprised you didn't devour all of your candy yet? Who are you and what did you do with my kitty?! Is that so? I'll accept your chocolate.

I'm super super special huh how adorable, not fair at all.

Hm, something good? Course.

What about my belt then? Will you take good care of it for me, doll? I take a guess that you can do it. 😉

I missed you lots too, dollface.

Maybe it's our inside joke 😂

- Dabi, Touya.

#its okay if you're greedy shhhh #she complains about her discord emojis again #god the amount of emojis she has to use against me #yours all yours #mine too #in case any of you didn't know #thanks for coming to my ted talk #i like my tags 😌

hahahaha YESSSSS (´∀｀)♡ i’m getting away with it this time Ψ( ｀▽´ )Ψ hehehehehehe

i am!!! i am your smart lil girl!!! i love it when u talk all condescending to meeee 🥺

hehehe he’s my faaaaavourite <333 and HE is very greedy, too (*/ω＼*) he has like,,,, 6 tags??? 8 tags?????? i’ve completely lost track; i think it’s 8!!!

OF COURSE i always do, silly!!!!! instantly!!! how could i not :( eeeee yes thank u for the kisses 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 i always want more :(

WAIT ARE U ACTUALLY ALLOWING ME TO THROW A TANTRUM OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH!!!!!!!!!! holy shit this is an absolutely monumental moment omg it’ll go down in the history books!!!!!

yes >:( tell him right away!!!!! he’s no longer allowed to have you at all >:( mine mine mine!!! oh? anything???

favourite favourite!!! the most favourite!!! hehe <3 and no, i didn’t, i’m tryna be a good girl n eat it in moderation 🥺 and maybe i was saving some for you juuuust in case you happened to pop by (*/ω＼*)

you are!! you are the most special!! the specialist!!! my favourite!!!!!

:o !!!!!!! your belt!!! yes yes please mister i will take your belt >:) and i’ll take extra good care of it, pinky promise!!! you know how much i love that belt :(

ehehehe i seem to recall many conversations about being greedy and selfish and mine mine mine yours yours yours sooooooooo 🙊

look at this guy and his cute tags 🥺 HAHAHAHA oh my gosh you know what??? you should be grateful i’m not using the cursed faces on you!!! remember those!?

[coconutheadfriend]

Fall of the sky

Todoroki Shoto x Reader

Genre: Romance I guess?

Warnings: Angst, Implied smut, fluff? (There will be smut eventually) 

Word count: 2500+

Summary:

Ah Arkridge city of laughter and full of rich, cocky assholes. Oh, and me, my name is (Y/N) and this is my story about the fall of the sky. It’s 2034 and the government declares the ground below us is inhabitable, broken, and destroyed. So people build a city, a sanctuary for the human race to keep on living. Although the one thing they chose to do wasn’t to send us to space no, it was to build a city. No normal city though, it flew. Like a plane, but looked way more magical than the human mind could ever imagine. Towering buildings and cute little homes waiting to be inhabited. Although there was a dark side to this solution, poor people were rarely seen on this island, but why may you ask? That will play a big part in my story and how I made the sky fall. I am (y/n) (l/n) and this is my story on how I made the sky fall.

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I wake up to the sound of my alarm going off. I hit it so it turns off, the robotic voice speaks through the speaking. “Miss (y/n), it's time to get up and ready for the ball” you shot your head up and your hair goes all over your face. You huff pushing it out of your face. “Wait, that's today?” you question cocking your head to the side. “August 29th 3093” You smile“You have an appointment with the hairdressers and makeup artist today. Should I message them and say you're still coming?” the robotic voice questions. You shove the blankets off you and get up to start dancing and jumping around. “Uhm miss your heart rate has gone up substantially in the past few seconds is their reason to call an ambulance?” she asks and you stop your movements and laugh. “Oh sorry Nebula, I'm fine and yes I will still be at both of those appointments.” You straighten yourself out, you still have a stupid smile on your face but who can blame you? You were going to see Bakugou today at the ball. The love of your life was going to be there and you couldn't be anymore happier.

You walk into your bathroom and see how messed up your hair is spread out all over the place. Your eyes widen and you grab your brush quickly taking the knots out of your hair and brushing it down. You walk out of the bathroom and quickly get dressed into a tank top and some sweats. You hear the door downstairs open and close. You walk out of the room to see who has just come in. Looking over the railing to see Bakugou. “Babe!” You shout and run down the stairs almost falling as you do so. You wrap your arms around him pulling away only to kiss him. “Morning babe,” He says in his gruff voice. “You're coming tonight right?” you ask pulling away as you do so. “Wouldn't miss it for the world Babe” You untangle from him and make your way to the kitchen. “Did you eat before you came here, Suki?” You say to him. “Yeah I did but I want something else to eat” He smirks and traps you between the counters. He kisses you harshly and you pull away. “Babe, I already told you it's too early for us to be doing that stuff” You shrug and try to weave between his arms. “But baby~ We’ve been dating for so long, three months I think?” He thinks about it.

You steal a surprise kiss from him. “Yeah, I guess we've been dating for a while but I just want to make sure I lose it too,” You say turning around and opening your fridge grabbing some milk. He sighs “If I wasn’t the one I would’ve left long ago” He grumbles while you fetch some cereal pouring it in the bowl. You grab the milk and sit down eating your cereal. “Look, I know you're not happy about this situation, but I'm not ready and you said you’d respect that,” you say mouth half full of cereal. He makes his way towards you and takes a seat next to you. “Plus I already offered to please you but you weren’t interested so I don’t know what you want.” You shrug and eat more cereal. He comes close to your ear and whispers, “I want you bent overlooking all prett-” You start laughing “Me, bent over, for you?” You point your spoon at yourself. “God Bakugou, you are one horny bastard.” You finish your cereal and drink the milk. You put the bowl back down. Milk dripping from your mouth, he brings up his thumb to your mouth wiping it. You stare at him with wide eyes and feel your face get hot. Blush attacking your face and you get up rushing over to the sink turning the water on rinsing the bowl out. “Bakugou when I can trust you fully and know you want to be with me for real and not just because of my body, then we can do whatever you want. But I’m just not ready.” You sigh “So I have an appointment in about an hour so if you're still here while I’m at my appointment. Could you lock the door before you leave thanks, babe.” You say as you rush out of the house and into your car. You start it and back out of the driveway. Making your way to the hairdressers.

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You arrive at the hairdressers and get out of your car. Grabbing your keys from your pocket you lock the doors. You walk up to the familiar doors of the hair business. You open the doors and walk up to the receptionist's desk and your hairdresser comes up. “Oh hey (y/n) just take a seat over there and I'll be with you in a second.” She smiles softly and you smile back. Walking over to the seat she pointed to. You saw her disappear into the back but to return with some new shampoo and towels. She walks over to your seat and props the items she was holding up on a shelf and grabs a cover to put around you. “So are you excited for the ball tonight? I heard it's the biggest one the city has thrown.” She smiles brightly “Of course! When have you ever seen me not at a ball” You smile back and she begins to do your hair giving it a trim before asking what you want to be done. “I was kind of thinking like a bun and then some braids around it? Will I have enough hair” You laugh and she nods fiddling with your hair. “Girl, you have hair for days I don't know what you mean” She giggles softly at your comment. She starts doing your hair wetting it slightly. “So I heard that some prince is going to be there. He's supposedly looking for a wife” You frown at the comment. “Yeah I heard about that, but you know already I have Bakugou. Plus it's not like I could catch a prince's attention” You sigh realizing Bakugou isn’t gonna let you around any other man this evening. “Yeah I know but you're so beautiful if anybody could do it, it would be you (y/n).” You laugh at her comment and shake your head slightly. “Me, no, how about you? You’re so pretty any guy would be lucky to have you.” You smile at her.

“Ok! How does that look?” She asked as she finished my hair. “Great! Also, could you maybe do my makeup here I don’t want to drive across town” You pout and bring out your phone canceling the appointment? “Yeah, sure what kind of look are you going for?” You think back to your dress and it's a deep blue with white stars all along with it. “Hm, so it should match my dress so how about a navy blue look with little specks of white glitter” You suggest and she nods going into the back room. She comes back with some makeup and brushes. She starts doing your makeup and before long it's done. You open your eyes and smile. “Wow, it looks amazing, thank you” You get up from the chair and grab your purse. You hold your wrist out and she scans it. “Have a great day don’t forget to book an appointment a week before you plan on coming.” She smiles and bows as you walk out of the shop. You check the time on your phone and realize you only have two hours to get ready.

You quickly drive home and when you arrive you check the time. “Damn I only have an hour and a half to get ready.” You sigh rushing into the house and unlocking it signaling that Bakugou had left, probably to get ready as well. You quickly run up the stairs to see the beautiful gown is displayed on the mannequin you had in the room.

It was a deep ocean blue that faded into a white on the bottom. It had started displayed all across it and on the top part it curved down right above your belly button. Covering just the right amount of breast but enough to show off how nice they looked. Bakugou wouldn’t be happy as the back was very flashy as well. You quickly put on the big dress and it took a while. You fix your hair and right after you're done you hear someone honk outside your house. Must be the limo you thought. You grab the black heels you were going to wear for the night and rush down the stairs. You leave your house and see the limo. You lock the doors and rush to the limo jumping inside making sure to grab all of your dress and not to get it caught in the door of the car. You realized you forgot your mask at home but remembered it was around your neck. You slipped it one when putting on the dress.

After about half an hour of driving, you ended up arriving at a big castle-like mansion. “Thanks!” You say to the driver and hop out of the car putting your mask on. You make your way to the entrance and flashes start going off. People were taking pictures of you so you started to pose. After a few minutes, you walk into the big palace and see everyone either talking or dancing. Some people looked up at you while some ignored you. You saw someone with green flowy hair offer a hand out to you. You take it and smile walking down the stairs with him. Bakugou wouldn’t be too mad right? It's just one dance. He places his hand in yours and one on your waist. You both started dancing to the instrumental music playing. “I haven’t seen you around here before, are you now?” You had curiosity getting the better of you. “Wouldn’t you like to know Doll.” He smirks at you and spins you around. “Yes I guess you could say that I’m new” He spins you around again and stops you bringing you close to his face. But before he can kiss you someone pulls you away from him bringing you to his chest. The scent was familiar, it was Bakugou. “Move along extra she's mine” You hear him say to the green-haired boy. “Calm down man we were just dancing” The green boy raised his hands like he was innocent. “Yeah what dancing do you mean because I think you mean you trying to get your lips to dance across hers” He groans and pulls you away with him to the center of the ballroom. He grabs your waist and starts dancing. You look into his crimson red eyes and smile blushing softly. “I’m sorry baby he offered to dance I di-” He cuts you off with a kiss and you pull back blushing even harder. “Uhm can we go get some fresh air.” He nods wrapping his arm around your waist. You make your way to the garden where you could see the edge of the city. You both walk around the garden and soon make it to the edge where you look down and see clouds. “Bakugou, I have something to tell you.” You fiddle with your fingers and look up at him. “I don’t think this is going to work out-” He groans and starts laughing. “Fuck- I’m so glad now I can get rid of you” He has an evil grin on his face. “Wh-what do you mean Bakugou?” Your eyes widen as you step away from the edge but he grabs you. “God, do you know how hard it is for me to be around you all the time. ‘Bakubaby’ really come up with something less annoying please” He rolls his eyes and tears prick your eyes. “I just wanted to hit it with the dip” He starts laughing and you struggle to get out of his grip. He brings your body closer to the edge of the city. “God, I've been wanting to do this for so long, a quick and easy way out and if people come looking for you I can just say you fell off the edge. Even better I can say it right after I throw you off. I’ll start crying and hyperventilating screaming. Saying ‘oh shit she fell’” He started imitating what he’ll do once you're plummeting to your death. “Please- no- don't please” You plead with him. He lightens his grip on you but just as you thought you got through to him he throws you off and you scream.

And there you were, falling. Watching what it felt like slow-mo. He had a devilish smile on his face and you had tears running down your face. You felt the wind flow through your hair and your dress move all around. It was kind of peaceful if you think about it. The sun was setting letting a pink tint fall onto them. But in reality, this was the scariest moment in your life “Fuck” You say right before you fall into some trees and blackout.

(Next chapter sneak peek)

You open your eyes slightly surrounded by trees. You see a blurry figure hovering over you. Hair tinted white and red “You lucky son of a bitch” He says in shock as you get picked up. You moan and he looks down at you while he's carrying you. “I know it hurts but I’ll make it go away” and with that, you close your eyes.

An: This is my first time writing in like two years so if it's not up to your standards I'm sorry. But if you wanna be tagged in the next part then comment! Also if you have some suggestions on how I can improve please tell me I'm always open to criticism

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@warriorsofficial

[shimmeringclouds]

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"Uh... hey..?" You glued your eyes to the ground, internally smacking yourself for such an awkward greeting. What was he even doing here? His presence had thrown you off entirely! It didn't seem to bother Ozo, though, as he chuckled lightly.

"Are you nervous?" You could practically hear the grin in his tone. "C'mon, it's just me! There's nothin' to be nervous about! Although..." he leaned down close, catching your gaze with his own half-lidded eyes. "..You do look cute when you get all shy and flustered."

Your whole body felt like it was on fire as you quickly turned away from him, crossing your arms defensively against your chest. He laughed loudly, and you missed the way he ran a hand through his tousled hair, and the way his dark eyes trailed along your clothing before he snapped his gaze away.

"I'm just teasing!" His tone didn't seem to match his words, but you acknowledged it no further. "Hm? Where's Dayoko?" He asked, looking up and down the hallway. "Wasn't she supposed to take you to your room, or somethin'?"

"I-I thought so, too.." you frowned at your stutter, "But I'm not sure where she is, so I tried to find my room myself."

"Well I hate to say it princess, but all the guest bedrooms are on the other side of the house."

You froze. How did you end up at the opposite end of the house? You glared at the ground in confusion, racking your brain for an answer on just how you had managed to get so badly lost. You were so caught up in your swirling thoughts, you didn't notice Ozo move from his spot to stand in front of you.

"It's a good thing I'm here, huh?" He rubbed a finger under his nose with a smug grin. "C'mon, I'll take you back."

He didn't wait for an answer as he swiftly took a gentle hold of your wrist, tugging you along behind him. You stumbled slightly in surprise, eyes watching the way his fingers wrapped comfortably around your skin. His touch radiated a warmth you hadn't felt before.

"I know this place like the back of my hand," he glanced back at you, "Us taxi drivers just have a good sense of direction like that." You blinked.

"Y-You're a taxi driver?" tilting your head curiously, brushing away the hair that fell over your eyes.

"Yup! I'm the only one in this area, too, so we'll definitely be seeing more of each other," as you turned a corner, he pulled you slightly closer to his side so that you were walking beside him, "I told you didn't I? I'm always at your service."

You only hummed in response, too busy trying to fight the thoughts of just how smooth his voice sounded. Was it even okay to have thoughts like that? You didn't know why you didn't feel any sense of danger being near Ozo, even though he had mostly been perverted and weird half the time he was around you.

"Man, you're so lucky!" Ozo threw his head back as he whined. "Chorosuke's actually letting you stay here! He doesn't even let me stay here anymore.. You'd think he'd have more respect for his older brother.." he grumbled. The word 'cute' ran through your mind as you peered up at his pouting cheeks, but you quickly waved it away.

"I-I wanted to ask about that, actually..." you started timidly, playing with the hem of your shirt as he snapped his eyes towards you, giving his full attention. "It's just, you and Toshi- I mean -- Jyushimatsu, look very similar. I thought he was Chorosuke when he first came into the room before. Are you.. related?"

"You're really smart, [Y/N], y'know that?" Ozo sighed dreamily. He rested his free arm behind his head as he made a left turn, taking a quick glance out the window as you passed by. "Yeah, apparently we're brothers! All six of us sextuplets!"

"..Sextuplets?" You didn't remember seeing the same face six separate times. Ozo chuckled.

"There's another one of us who live here in Akashika, but he stays over at Iriabi, since he's got a little cafe gig over there. We should go sometime!" He nudged your shoulder gently, a sparkle in his eyes. "He's always giving us free food!"

"Why do I have a feeling that he doesn't have a choice in doing that?" you smiled lightly.

"What can I say? I have a certain persuasive aura about me," Ozo shrugged, raising a brow at you jokingly. You huffed a laugh, shaking your head with a teasing roll of your eyes.

"And, what about your other two brothers?" you continued.

"They live in the big city. One of 'em studies history, all that boring stuff.." he shuddered at the thought of being surrounded with mountain high piles of dusty old books, "And the other painful one is a rookie reporter for some paper."

You nodded along, certainly intrigued by this information. Sextuplets were rare to come across. You wondered just how identical each of them actually were.

"Wait, 'painful'"? You backtracked. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh, you'll see," Ozo rubbed a hand absentmindedly over his ribs, a slight grimace on his face. "They're actually all coming down for a visit here this weekend. So Chorosuke has to let me stay over!" he chuckled darkly, a sleazy grin crossing his lips. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you felt bad for Chorosuke. Although maybe you should be more concerned for Dayoko than anyone else...

"Anyway, that's enough about me!" Ozo came to a halt, surprising you. "Here's your stop!" He gestured grandly to the door beside him, sliding the door open to reveal the same bedroom you had been escorted to earlier that day.

"How did you know this was my room?" you looked at him incredulously. He rubbed a finger under his nose again, something you began to think was a habit of his.

"I may or may not have seen Dayoko leave this room with those clothes you're wearing," he looked down at your clothing again. You shuffled in your spot, moving closer to the door with a tint spreading over your cheeks.

"Just as I thought..." Ozo mumbled. "Red does look good on you."

You tensed, trying not to notice the way he smirked at your flushed skin and jittery movements. You had to get away from him before you ended up exploding. You felt him release his hold on you, his fingers leaving a feathery touch on your skin as he moved away, the warmth he radiated fading all too quickly.

"W-Well.."you cleared your throat, beginning to slide your door shut, stopping when your eyes could peek out the small opening at his taller frame. "Goodnight...?" Another awkward farewell. You needed to stop doing those. Ozo laughed softly, bringing his half-lidded gaze back to yours for the last time that night.

"Night, [Y/N]. I'll be waiting for you tomorrow!" he sang, turning away and heading back down the way he came. You carefully slid your door shut, turning around in the dim room to find your futon already lain out for you. You hurriedly rushed over to it, flopping down onto the fluffed covers and burying your face into the cool pillow, hoping it would remove the burn from your face.

You lay restlessly, tossing and turning as so many thoughts ran circles in your mind. Some from the past, some from the present, and many for the upcoming future.

The butterflies in your stomach seemed to multiply tenfold as you wondered if he would actually be waiting for you tomorrow.

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[radioactivepeasant]

Statement of Radioactivepeasant, regarding The Magnus Archives episodes 19-24

(Under a cut, as always)

Episode 19, thoughts:

Why does Jon feel the need to change his voice when he reads the statements?

Oh. Cannibalism. Ew.

Eh. Supernatural stuff, yeah that kind of goes hand in hand with church and all, but this guy's ascribing more power to the devil than I'd say was wise. Or, as I was told as a kid, "don't go looking for a demon behind every cat in a tree" lol.

Oh. Yeah this is basically the plot of at least four separate horror films, isn't it?

Yeah I can guess where this going.

Ok ghosts and eldritch gooblies seem to be a thing in this world, but are demons an active thing in TMA? Or is this another eldritch goobly?

Oh hey, are aliens a thing here? Or, I dunno maybe extra dimensional things.

Yeah, bud, this probably ain't a demon. Doubt it's spiritual. The whole "mentis" thing sounds like it's some kind of brain-based thing. A parasite, maybe?

Bro why steal communion wine? Stuff's gross. (Ok ok, I'll be fair: I'm one of those people who genetically can't taste anything but the alchohol itself, so all of those things taste the same to me)

Heyyy! It's the guy who uprooted the bleeding tree! These are connected! Whatever the entity in that house with the fire and the disappearing people was, it probably tried to climb into this guy's brain.

Hm. Maybe the Mentis oobly-goobly that was messing with Bethany didn't want to share this guy with the crackly-burny goobly.

Oh, gross! Considering Bethany almost ate a dang rock without knowing it, I'm guessing the brain goobly is gonna trick this poor sap into thinking he's eating something else.

Oh, a two-parter.

Episode 20, thoughts:

Here we go, back into the fray.

Good thing I'm not eating right now.

Yeah, sounds like more of a physical goobly. But dude, you can pray silently? It still works the same? The parasite thing can't stop you from talking if you never open your mouth.

Hey, was that a Not- dude in the confessional? Like the doppelganger fella from the episode with the neighbor lady and the sneaky peeky spying?

Uh oh. Eyes again.

Yeah, wherever he is, I don't think it's the church. More or less, he's under a glamour. We've taken another detour into the Twilight Zone, evidently.

The bells remind me of Edgar Allan Poe.

An appropriate text to pick...but at the same time, it didn't go far enough into the passage.

And we're back to the plots of 3 or 4 separate horror movies. Gross.

Calm down there, edgelord. Yeah yeah, we get it, you're some kind of sadistic entity and you like perverting things and playing with blasphemy but now you're in kind of silly grimdark territory. Baby's First Possession.

Nice touch with the bell though.

Ohh, someone else was involved then? So maybe the oobly-goobly thing has a physical form as well. Or is was somebody else suffering the same hallucinations.

Weird delivery service? Evil Packaging Company returns?

Episode 21, thoughts:

Oh, this one looks like it's going to be a bit short.

Again, Jon, why do you do separate voices for the statement givers? Are you bored? Because I probably would do the same thing, just to break the monotony.

Uh oh. Guy with thrill issues? This won't end well. Not for him, anyway.

Skydiving, huh? Eesh, no thanks, not for me. Not my idea of fun. Give me a nice pool or lagoon and I'll be just peachy.

Hey, remember the guy with the Leitner book who was freaking out because of the picture of the sky giving him vertigo? This sounds a lot like that.

Very Twilight Zone, this one.

I feel like this Simon guy caused this.

I'm sorry, What?

The sky ate him?!

Did it turn into quicksand?

I'm sorry. This is probably going to be significant later on, but...the phrasing is just really funny to me. The sky turned into Charlie Brown's kite-eating tree!

Hold it, What?! What just happened?!!!

Noooo I have to go to work right now, you can't leave it there!

Martin what did you find?!

Aaaahhh!

Episode 21, addendum:

Had to listen to this one again

What the flying blue heck is happening at the end?

Episode 22, thoughts:

Martiiiiin! We hear him at last!

Jon, how the heck are you still skeptical.

Martin sounds nice.

Aw.

I have decided that I am justified in liking Martin.

Martin. Martin honey I think that's breaking and entering.

Ohhh. The worms are literally silver then? I kept imagining them as white with a vague shine.

Fair reaction, Martin. But possibly not the wisest.

Hey didn't Spiders Georg say the whole building was infested by the worms?

Martin and Jon are like the two guys in a horror movie debating the existence of the monster.

Oh good, the cat survived haha

Martin noooo I can't believe I'm saying "don't go into the basement" to a podcast!

Martin. You are clearly genre-savvy. And Yet. Here you are.

Uh oh. That description is familiar. Remember Squirm? With Jane Prentiss? Betcha that's her.

Eww, grossss Corpse Bride to the nth degree!

I hope nobody's eating noodles right now.

Uh oh...Martiiiin? You should invest in a can of Raid.

Well, that's some more information on Jane, at least.

Glad Jon is taking this seriously. He's kind of being nice to Martin, which surprises me after the way he's previously talked about him.

Sounds like we've hit the tip of the iceberg at last. I think it's beginning to link up now, and undoubtedly isn't going to end well.

Episode 23, thoughts:

A discovered tomb in the Black Forest? Oh we are like two sentences in and I already know this is going to go badly for the statement-giver.

Jonah Magnus? Is he the guy who started the Institute? Imagine being the person who has to start an X-Files type organization. Like they'd have to be a living representation of that John Mulaney "this might as well happen" meme.

Actually, Jonah Magnus seems like he makes poor life choices. In this genre, someone who goes around collecting stories of the Weird and Uncanny is about 50% likely to end up either a Van Helsing style hunter dogged by tragedy, or Part Of The Problem.

The set-up reminds me of a Susan Hill novella, like The Woman in Black, or The Mist on the Mirror.

This one is perfectly suited to a graphic novel.

On the one hand, exploring places is definitely a temptation. On the other hand, that is somebody's grave, don't be rude!

Oh hey, remember the episode with the Lukas family? And the mysteriously appearing graveyard? Hopefully not connected.

The Quaker Oatmeal Man?

Ok, but "you have nothing to fear from the dead" implies there's something besides the dead in there that you should fear.

Martin! Hi Martin!

Hahaha no pants! Poor Jon.

Yeah, sure, let's go down the creepy staircase in the tomb. What could possibly go wrong.

Stone coffin? Don't mess with it, dude. Be like the guy in episode 2. Just say no!

PSA to Archives Personnel lol: "See a Coffin, Tunnel, or Spider? Just Say No!"

Oh no. Eyes. The eyes are back.

This thing sounds like a Leitner tome.

Wh- Don't rob tombs, dude!

Tobias is a familiar name. Why is this a familiar name?

I really like this episode. I'd love to see it illustrated by Mike Mignola.

Ooooo boy somebody followed youuuu

No eyes? Were those his eyes down in the tomb?

Heyyy! Gerry Keay's genealogy? Well that might explain his obsession with eyes, for sure.

I still love the entire concept of Mary Keay. 80-something old lady, shaved head, tattooed all to kingdom come, blasting death metal at 2 AM. I love that.

Episode 24, thoughts:

Clowns?

Oh dear, there's a small window of "funny clowns" in the sea of "How About No", and those folks are all like, professionals. It's the other clowns that I find a bit creepy.

Joker doesn't count. I haven't seen him do actual clown stuff in ages.

Granted, some dolls are Very Cursed, but it usually seems to be an Uncanny Valley thing. Or, in the case of one unfortunate little creature I once made, using the wrong sort of buttons for the eyes.

Ah, carnival grandpa. That's where the clowns must come in.

Nikolai...there's another familiar name.

Hm. Secretive locked attic/loft. Oh that's not ominous at all, is it?

I bet the calliope is going to start playing on its own.

Trunk full of old dolls? Irl I'd be fascinated and want to fix them up. In a universe like this though? Um. No.

The missing jaws are doubtless important. To keep them from talking?

Hey, Sasha! Is this the first time we've heard her voice? She sounds so cheerful!

Lol "Americans" yeah yeah our version of the language is a mash of a lot of things. We Frankenstein our language so much we have mandatory classes for our kids to decipher how it works. Language is funky.

Oop. Here we go, spooky circus music.

Oh, we can actually Hear the spooky circus music, very faintly. Nice touch, rather unsettling.

Did the music summon the clown doll?

A bit Doctor Who sounding, this one.

Maybe it's like the Weeping Angels, where the dolls can't come out if they're being watched?

Carrying boxes up a ladder...I hate doing that. Always worried that I'll drop something.

Josh got turned into a doll? Or something? Oh man I'm getting such Doctor Who vibes.

Somebody disassembled and stole a whole dang calliope? That's dedication. Maybe they wanted somewhere to let the dolls loose freely.

Did the clown doll do that to Josh by proxy with the Josh doll?

That clown really did not like Josh, did it?

The Circus of the Other? That sounds sinister.

Oh heck! Somehow the Archive got the calliope! Probably good that it's locked though. No need to summon Slappy again.

[shadowknight465]

Sons of the Moon

Is the warlock is evil as the legend said? If so then why do those things so that he can make my scythe?

Nightmare thought quietly while taking Dream to a road trip. He stop in surprise when he heard the cries of horses. He slowly turn his head to the sound, and saw the monstrous snail. "Moon,... you're being more quieter than usual; is something wrong?" Dream asked. "Lou Carcolh." Nightmare whispers. "Really? Let me see." Dream whispers as quietly as he could in excitement. The twins look the creature in awe. Both deciding they should camp here for tonight. Nightmare grab necessary items so they can make a smokeless fire. While Dream hunted a few animals and gather some berries. After they were done they went to hunt the largest bear they could, and use it's skin for a bed; while it's paws for pillows. Because they knew the creature takes life from any valley it could, they decide to camp in a cave. "Bonne nuit, lunaire." Dream whispers, as he is frightened by the desperate cries of the equestrians. "Bonne nuit, peu de soleil." Nightmare reply back. The dreams he had weren't as pleasant as he thought it would be. He keeps seeing so many people that reminded him of Dream turning into fire elemental-spider-like entities. He struggled to try to control his dreams when he woke up. Seeing Dream paralyzed, while looking sick to his stomach. "Is something wrong Dream?" Nightmare whispered. "I-I saw her.." Dream mutter under his breath. "Who?" Nightmare asked. "Les Lavandière..." Dream replied. "What?"

"I woke up feeling really thirsty and decided to take a drink from the river, and that's when I saw her..." Nightmare try to analyze the situation. "Who's clothes was she washing?" Nightmare asked firmly. Dream's eyes widen. "I only saw her eyes before she screamed." Realizing he forgot that one simple thing to do whenever he sees a ghost like her. "I'm sorry-"

"You're just terrified so don't be." Nightmare reminded him. The brothers comfort each other until they fall asleep on each other's arms.

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"Dream, The croissants are ready." Nightmare call his brother. No answer. "Dream?" Nightmare called out again while removing his apron. He then heard some laughing, and followed the sound of leaves shaking. Seeing a few of his bullies, and Dream on top of a tree. "DAYDREAMER! GET YOUR HIPBONE BACK DOWN RIGHT NOW!" Nightmare yelled with a hint of worried in his voice.

"Daydreamer?" He overheard a bully. "Its what my brother calls me when I'm in deep trouble, or if he's worried." Dream answered. " Daydreamer." Nightmare calls again. "I got to go, see ya." Dream told everyone goodbye. "Is something wrong?" Dream walk towards him. "Breakfast." Nightmare answered. Dream got confused there's only remembers he skipped breakfast. " OH! Breakfast; what are we having?" Dream asked. "Croissants; with a new recipe." Nightmare replied as they went back. Dream took a look at the croissants, and noticed some brown stuff. "Cinnamon?" Dream asked. Nightmare shook his skull as he began eating. Dream took a bite. "Chocolate."

Nightmare nodded. As the twins were eating, Dream say something that was almost out of his character. "You know sometimes I think these chocolate croissant you made remind me at the moon."

"Because of the crescent shape?" Nightmare guessed. "That and itself."

"Hmm?"

"On the outside the moon may seem beautiful, yet plain; but if you break them you can see some dark secrets it's been hiding." Dream explains. Not knowing it made Nightmare feel guilty about giving him a amnesia spell. Plus some worrying? Maybe he's just over analyzing. "Moon, are you ok?" Dream snapped out Nightmare's thoughts. "Y-Yeah just doze off for a bit." Nightmare reply." Then again, Dream did beg Nightmare to give him that amnesia spell since no one else can do it for some reason. "Before I forget. A friend of mine is going to labor, and she asked me to see her baby, and the trip is a day away from here, plus 10 by catching up to do; so you think you can take care of the tree on your own?" Dream asked. Nightmare nodded. Knowing this is a perfect opportunity to go out at night without being question. "Sure. Just grab what you need, and I'll give you a navigation book. This time with guides." Nightmare replies. " I am not going to go till tomorrow, so I think I have some time for us to have a conversation." Dream said.

Nightmare thought about the 200 year old urban legend. How is scared of him and Dream at the same time, yet none of them said their thoughts about it.

"Remember that 200 year old urban legend? With the half demon half heroes being massacred?" Nightmare started the conversation. His first time doing that actually. "It send me chills every time I think about it, why?"

"Well it's because I've been trying to find what gender is that moon demon character is. I mean I get that the moon demon is born a girl, yet she wants to be a boy so should we regress her or him as his/her preferred gender?" Nightmare dance around the truth while trying to see if Dream also sees Moon as a boy. Even if the Moon wasn't born one. "Thank God, you were also thinking about that." Dream expresses relief.

"I thought I was the only one who thought of about that." He later explains. He took a sip of his tea. "Personally I think we should address Moon as a boy. Because if it makes him uncomfortable being a dress as a girl, then address him as a boy." Nightmare smiles. "Do you remember the other eleven urban legends where the main character is basically suffering the same thing?"

"If those characters were still alive today I want to address them as what they want to be, and maybe try to get all of them to be your friends."

"Hm?"

Dream put his cup aside. "Do you remember the stories you tell me? All of them are basically outcast just like you are; so I thought birds of a feather flock together in a way?" Dream tries his hardest to explain.

"What about the girl that had a crush on Moon? Better yet all those people that seems to be their only friends?"

Nightmare asked. Both of them knowing full well that he was referring to all 11 urban legends embodiments of evil, being outcast, for them to be scapegoats.

Dream fell silent.

Did I upset him?"

Nightmare thought. "Dream?"

Dream woke up from his trance. "Sorry, it's just... all of them are extremely toxic, or abusive in some form to those poor scapegoats; and yet for some reason I see their reasonings while feeling connected to them-don't get me wrong I'm very angry about what they done to their friend. I just wish that they could've done better." Dream answered holding his cup hastily. Nightmare thought of the 11 victims, and wonder if they're all connected somehow until.

"EKK!" Dream yelled. Nightmare realized he was in a trance again, and ran went to see the problem. "What is it?" Nightmare asked. Dream pointed at a orange golden spider that's as big as his hand on his bed. Nightmare took a closer look at it to see what kind of spider is it, so he can be sure if it's venomous, or not. Surprisingly it's not the spiders he ever read about. Nightmare knew that he has to take a risk, but he needs more information. Nightmare walk towards, and cupped the spider with his hands. No reaction.

Maybe it's dead?

Nightmare use his thumbs to rub the spider's adamant, and felt a warm beating heart. He knows he'll look crazy in front of his brother, but it's worth a try.

"Hey little guy, what's wrong?" Nightmare asked while placing it down on a desktop. The spider makes a web with the words. "My friend needs help."

Nightmare took a seat along with Dream.

"Where is your friend?" Dream asked. Spider rearrange his web. "At the fountain the giants got him." The twins look each other, then remember the new fountain.

Nightmare grabbed the spider, and place it on his shoulder. Lucky for them the bullies got away. However they didn't expect an octopus to be spider's friend. The octopus was a pretty sight to behold. Purely black with cyan colors on both the shining pattern and underneath it's tentacles.

The twins took a strong look at each other, then back at the friends.

"Dream, I need you to grab the biggest bowl we have." Dream nodded, and came back with a big bowl of salt water. The two later found a river full of sea water, and placed the octopus there. With the spider crawling on top of it. Sitting itself down like a crown as they dragged themselves to the sea.

"Kind of reminds me of us." Dream said. Nightmare turn to him. "You the octopus, and me the spider." Dream explains. Nightmare roll his eye-lights as the two went home.

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Well, this is it.

Nightmare thought as he was about to leave his home. Nightmare walked out of the village, and ring the bell to grab a wagon. Not surprisingly when the wagon arrive. The carrier, and the passengers looked at him distastefully. Nightmare got on, and kept both his hands and his feet to himself feeling awkward every situation. He can feel the horrible whispers turned into judgmental eyes.

"Where do you want to go, demon?" The Carrier asked. "T-To the ruins of the celestial heroes."  Nightmare hastily answered. "Aren't celestial heroes part demon?" A passenger asked. "Why would you want to go there?" Another asked. "W-Well.. I wish to exercise the ruins. Even ghosts of demons need peace, right?" The others turned away. Nightmare felt like an idiot. The journey went on with an awkward silence until his stop. When he got off he noticed someone. However the little shadow disappeared into the ruins. He trying to catch up, but ended up losing it. He then heard a a owl's hoot follow by the sound of purrs. He look behind him, and saw the skeleton of a griffin purring at his legs. "Hey little girl what's your name?" He asked the Feline-Strigiform. Only to find a collar with a crescent moon, yet no name.

I guess, I could let the griffin follow me.

Nightmare took a deep breath as he walked towards that very ruins seeing a gallery of weapons with astrology signs in the carving on top of the room they were in. From the mercury bow and arrow to the Magic stuff of Pluto. Then he heard a voice. He turned and saw what could be a female ghost in the Mercury room crying. Nightmare then glance at the other rooms seeing more girls in their respected rooms. All have shown some parts of mutilation and hollow eyes. Their skin is like death it's self some were rotting with maggots and other bugs.

This must be the ghosts of the demons-heros.

He thought. He's not sure if he should feel happy or more scared when none of them said a word to him. Just staring. A few tried to look away from him. Because no one else is around and he's near the end of the hallway he felt like it's appropriate to talk a little.

"Are all of you really the ghosts of the demon-heros?"

"Yes?" One responded.

"Well let me just say.." Nightmare put his supplies down.

"You cunts got what do you deserved."

Then he heard the sound of giggling. Nightmare quickly turn around, and saw a young girl with purple yet Silveriest-white hair gradient, and the heaviest violet eyes he ever seen. Wearing a witch apprentice clothing. "You must be him." The girl said revealing her skeleton hands.

Nightmare look at her hands, then back at her. "Pardon me if I'm rude, but who are you?"

The girl blush in embarrassment. "Right, I'm sorry. My name is Hecate." She said. "I am his apprentice. Though between you and me; he's more like a dad." Nightmare nodded. "Can you lead me the way?" Hecate blush again. "Why do I always forget?" He heard her whispering to herself. As they begin walking Nightmare felt like he needs more answers. "So how old are you when you started working for him?" Hecate scratch her head. "To tell you the truth, i'm not sure. Maybe 2 1/2 years? Because all I remember him offering to teach me when I was 10." Hecate turn to Nightmare.

"Why are you so interested in that?"

"Because I always thought there's an age limit when it comes to apprenticeship."

Hecate nodded. "By the way,

why are you interested in necromancy? And how do you found Moon."

Hecate uncomfortably chuckled. "It's a long story. Plus he was the only family I had ever since my parents were murdered when I was just a baby." She answered. Nightmare nodded understandably, and took a look at the night sky noticing it's changed purple.

Nerco magic?

He thought. "We're here." Nightmare return his focus to the lunar scythe. The legend said that the scythe was silver, not black. Nevertheless he tried to walked towards the scythe when he heard. "You were supposed to wait for him." Nightmare turn around and saw another person standing next to Hecate.

The person almost black and white, except for should been his eyes, and parts of his hair, and appears to be missing arm replaced with what he has assume to be a magic-prosthetic version of it.

Nightmare gulped, and proceeded to ask for his name. "The name's Nox. I was an experiment partly created by W. D Gaster to travel worlds, unfortunately I got stuck in this one." "Quit it Nox, you're scaring him." He turn back to the scythe, and saw a ghost with a large wound on his chest before he turned into a person of the night. "Are you the warlock?" Nightmare asked. The warlock nodded. "I hope you don't mind me interrupting, but do do realize there's a little girl here right?" Nox cuts the conversation short. The warlock looks at Hecate, and transform to what he might have looked like in life.

"Anyway, without further interruption I guess we should get started-"

"Wait."

The warlock raise his only eyebrow. "Should we start introducing ourselves?" Nightmare suggested.

"Hmm.. I suppose we could do that first." The warlock snap his fingers revealing the room they were in is a graveyard. "Um..My name is Nightmare." He introduce himself. "Moon." Moon reply. Moon then chuckled. "At first I thought you were Nim reincarnated."

"Why would you think that?" Nightmare asked. "Because I taught her the reincarnation spell. One of my best students truly, but isn't willing to work under my wing."

"Um..what does she look like?" Nightmare asked suspiciously feeling uncomfortable.

"Aside from her clothes. Just a tree spirit with green skin, darker green hair, and a little cute tree branch on her forehead."

"That's my mom." Nightmare could easily see Moon blushed in embarrassment.

"Anyways before you can get your scythe I need you to do this small favor for the moon."

"And that is?"

"Stop the sun's children before they hurt another innocent soul."

"Are you suggesting me too..?"

"Yes, kill them."

"Why couldn't you do it?"

"My friend, I am bound to my scythe."

"Oh." Nightmare chuckle at forgetting that last part of the legend.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Aren't you already asking me a lot of questions?" Moon questioned Nightmare.

"Right.. anyways how can you talk to the moon, and are there others like us?"

"We are the moon's sons call the Lunarians, and yes there are ten more."

"Are there also Solarians?"

"They're called Solarite."

"Every Lunarian has at least one Solarite. However unlike us the Solarites contain every color of the dawn in the sun so this might help you get started on your mission. Anymore questions?"

"No, in fact I am completely satisfied that I got all of my questions answered. But so you're expecting more then what does a little light orb things that appears when I'm alone?"

Moon smiled. "Those are the little Astros, citizens of both the Sun and Moon Empire." Moon summon a base of Nightmare's scythe. "It will be done in 12 days. You can use this time to find and eliminate the Solarites. However it won't be easy."

"12 days?"

"Yes, and the moon asked me to give you some gifts. Most of them are from the Moon, but this one is from me."

"And that is?"

"Temporary Immortality. And it's not what you think it is."

"You mean I can get hurt?"

"Yes, as well every time you appear to be dead you're just in a deep sleep for a few hours."

"That doesn't sound like anything in the books I read."

"Magic always has a price to pay."  Moon reply.

"But first just know that they can't be killed with just any weapon. They can be killed by our scythes. And the book the Astros gave you is a bit outdated."

"What-"

"There's actually 12 realms of hell. One is controlled by three queens."

"Oh. But my scythe-"

"You can use mine. Temporary of course. Nox."

Nightmare turned to Nox, and can tell that he doesn't like the idea of giving the scythe to him. Nevertheless it seems he agreed on it. As soon as Nox had it over Nightmare was blinded by a beaming white.

"It has been done."

Nightmare rubs his eye-lights realizing that the scythe is missing, then look up to see Moon smiling. "You know out of all the lunarians you seem to be the only one that has both his eyes-"

"Actually my right eye-light is fake." Nightmare then proceeds to take it off. "See?"

Moon stared at the fake light for a while then back at Nightmare. "Also I really like your Griffin. Is it the same one back when you were alive?" Nightmare asked. "What are you talking about? I don't have a griffin back then. Though I did have a memory of seeing a dead Griffin. Come to think of it I don't remember any happiest memories back when I was alive." Nightmare felt like he should've brought Dream along. "But let bygones be bygones." Moon offered Nightmare to shake his hand. Nightmare proceeded, and felt something off about it then remembered Dream. "You're not fooling me with your gloves."

"Hm?"

"My brother basically wore gloves all the time so I know you have a skeleton hand as well." Nightmare explains now fully knowing the full costs of necromancy. Moon took off his glove revealing a similar hand like Hecate's, yet Nightmare doesn't feel any fear. Just comfort. "By the way do you have a spare book that will teach you how to read? I want to give it to my brother before he goes on a trip."

Moon nodded, and summoned a copy of that book. From the alphabet sounding to words sounding. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

~~~~~

Should I tell him the truth about his friend, and what they really are when his back is turned?

Nightmare thought as he watch his brother packing. He tried making the visions appear to him, but it didn't work for some reason. He took a deep breath, and made up his mind.

"Hey Dream, there's something I need to tell you about your friends."

"Hm?" Dream turned. "You see whenever you're not around, and I'm left alone with them they are a bit hostile." He explains. "What do you mean?"

"I mean they would attack me, and rarely torture me. Calling me horrible names, and tells me to kill myself." Nightmare hold back his tears. Reliving the memories is worse, than him being there. "Are you telling me that I shouldn't go?"  Dream questioned his brother. "No, I mean- It's your decision if you want to go or not.  I'm not forcing you to stay, but i'm not gonna force you to leave either." Nightmare explains. Dream put down his belongings, and went up to Nightmare. "I'll try to get them to stop while in the trip, OK?" Dream continue on. "And  I did have a new friend, and he recently lost his arm, his wife, and his son. So maybe you two can try to be friends."

Nightmare has his doubts, but he did had some comfort in his brother's words. " What's his name?" Nightmare asked. "Neil." Dream answered. The boys, then heard the whistle blowing. "Wait." Nightmare rush himself, and grab the book from the Moon. "Something for you to read."

"But I can't-" Dream looked at the book. "Does this teach you how to read?"

Nightmare nodded as The second whistle blows.

"I gotta go, goodbye." Dream said. As the golden twin ran to the cart to get to the boat Nightmare whispers to himself. "Goodbye."

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Buster & Rio

Buster: Where's Nance? Rio: She was with your parents last I saw Rio: but that was a while ago so Buster: Typical Buster: Oldest trick in the book for when she doesn't wanna talk to me Rio: Can't imagine why Buster: 'Course you can't Rio: 🙄 Buster: Yeah, like I was saying, always a pleasure Rio: Where? Buster: Exactly Rio: Hm Rio: I'll tell her you're looking for her, I guess Buster: Don't Buster: She'll find a new hiding place Rio: What have you done then? Buster: Cheers Buster: Really nice of you to assume it's all my fault Rio: you aren't the one hiding Buster: I'm not a pussy Buster: If something needs to get said, I'll say it Rio: That's why she's hiding then, I imagine Buster: I didn't ask you why, just where Rio: is it that pressing? Buster: What 'cause I'm gonna ruin all the fun she's having? Buster: You've got the wrong sister there, babe Rio: well it sounds like it Buster: I don't need your permission Rio: Why do you need to be a dick? Buster: To her or to you? Rio: Her, obviously Rio: It's not that deep Buster: I'm not being a dick to her Buster: I was last night, which is why I wanna talk to her Rio: Oh, so you wanna apologize Rio: you can't force her to accept it, probably wait for her to come out from wherever she is Buster: Did I say that? Buster: I've got nothing to be sorry for Rio: For God's sake Rio: I forgot how tiring you were Buster: It ain't my fault its been years since you've been able to keep up with me Rio: Please Rio: your memory is as selective as your participation Buster: Your memory is as unreliable as your mum's baby daddys Rio: I don't need this from you today Buster: Name a day you do need it, I'll check my calendar, like Rio: You're so unfunny Buster: I ain't the entertainment Buster: You wish Rio: Neither is my family Rio: sorry to disappoint Buster: It's alright, like I said, I'm used to you disappointing me Buster: Ancient history Rio: Heartbreaking Buster: It makes no odds to me if you can't hold your nerve, drink or your head high Buster: That's your problem Rio: None of which you'd know anything about Rio: you're the only one here with a problem, obviously Buster: Which one of us are you trying to convince? Buster: Either way, I'd work harder at it if I were you Rio: like permission, I definitely don't need your advice Rio: there's no need for conviction, you don't like me, I don't like you, it's simple Buster: There's every need for conviction when it's the pretence you're actually tired of Buster: I understand putting the one, big, happy family spin on things for the kids but we ain't that and you ain't supposed to buy into your own bullshit Buster: You don't wanna be here, don't put that on me Rio: Don't project your bullshit onto me Rio: You wouldn't know, because you don't, but I turn up to events Buster: Just own yours Buster: I know 'cause I can still read you, neither of us have to like it, but it's true Rio: Just leave me alone Rio: don't think about me Buster: Don't cry, you'll fuck up the photos Rio: You wish Buster: You wish I cared Rio: yeah Rio: pleasure, right Buster: [brings her a drink like drown your sorrows but doesn't stick around cos rude hoe] Rio: [gives it to her mans like no thank you] Buster: [LOL love that power move] Rio: [has to be done] Buster: [also how awkward that her man is at this fam function, please don't be cringe Caleb] Rio: [at least you're the least bothered in that sense, you know you bomb enough] Buster: [and you're your dad's fave too so best behaviour with you] Rio: [hopefully you're not looking as messy by this age sir] Buster: [good lord I hope not you'll be the one ruining those photos if you are] Rio: [just put him on the side so you can crop him out] Buster: [#mood and defs crop out shit nan] Rio: [she'll be on fine form, everyone hide she lives to shade] Buster: [Grace just crying cos she only a bab and she already getting shaded] Rio: [no prisoners baby] Buster: [no offense Meena but none of us are living rn] Rio: [soz your wedding is tense] Buster: [thank god there's not loads of them] Rio: [we been derailed though you two think of a flimsy excuse to talk again] Buster: [is Gus still alive or nah that's my last question I promise] Rio: [nah, if we said OG he died when Pablo, that's 22, so a year before the twins are born] Buster: [sad times] Rio: [okay so later, like a time that you've both had to be on it with the drinks etc] Rio: you find her? Buster: No Rio: you still want to? Buster: Forget it Buster: She wants to stay mad Rio: don't you approve of that though Buster: Of martyrdom? Fuck that Rio: nah Rio: being angry, doing your own thing Buster: If that was what she was doing Rio: well, she's with June, obviously Rio: but they seemed content enough Buster: Whatever Rio: Whatever then Rio: enjoy the remaining festivities Buster: Obviously Rio: not been that bad Rio: my nan thinks you're SO impressive, know you love that Buster: Compared to what? St Paddy's? Christmas? My 10th birthday? Buster: I know I'm impressive, I could give a fuck what she thinks Rio: What was wrong with your 10th birthday? Buster: What's wrong with any of them? It was just an example Rio: it sounded like some deep trauma you should repress is all Rio: maybe I already had, idk Buster: I can afford a good therapist, it'll be fine Rio: Yippee Buster: You don't have to lose any sleep over me, babe Buster: Dreams aside Rio: You've been working on your jokes Rio: glad you've spent your time wisely Buster: 'Course you are Buster: So invested in my success, yeah? Rio: Sure Rio: not that I spend enough time laughing at jokes that aren't funny without needlessly indulging you too or anything Buster: Dump your boyfriend then Buster: He's got fuck all going for him if he ain't funny Rio: How do you know I'm talking about him? Buster: Educated guess Buster: 'Cause I am Rio: Well you're wrong Rio: and my dad really isn't that funny Rio: or he thinks I'm still five Buster: I ain't wrong that he looks like he has to sign his name with a cross Buster: And I could've told you that, about your dad Rio: You're just being rude with no basis for it, but I'm not after help with my homework even if he was that thick so what would it matter Rio: I'm sure Rio: why didn't you offer you unnecessary, 'expert' opinion this time then? Buster: I have a solid basis for your lack of standards, but fair point, it doesn't really matter to me Buster: And 'cause you can't even accept my offer of a drink Rio: if high standards means being here alone, you can have it Rio: it wasn't an offer, it was parallel to assault with a 🍹 Buster: If you're that scared to be alone, I'll see you in the shrink's chair once we've given it at least a couple more years to let the trauma accumulate Buster: You never used to be so afraid of everything Rio: I'm no more scared of being alone than you're scared to be with someone Rio: what else am I meant to be afraid of? Buster: Other than acting like I threw a glass of straight brandy in your face? Rio: You weren't trying to give me a drink, you were trying to prove a point you didn't have Buster: Let's not pretend you have any idea what my motivations are/were/could be at any particular point in time Rio: I'd have to join in the delusion you aren't transparent first and honestly Rio: not got the time Buster: 'Cause you don't Buster: 'Course* Rio: Be well busy teaching my boyfriend to read and write, apparently Buster: There's so many delusions it must be necessary to maintain in order to just be with him that neither of us have the time to list them all Rio: It doesn't really matter to you, remember? Buster: Cheers for the reminder Rio: You're so welcome Buster: I feel it Buster: Your nan has such a welcoming vibe Rio: No doubt ⭐ boy Rio: try being your sister, or my brother Buster: She loves it Rio: Judging like God gave her the go ahead? Rio: I know Buster: I meant Nance loves a chance to play the victim, but yeah that too Rio: She'll be over it 'fore the night is out Buster: Don't underestimate her Rio: Yeah, that's me Buster: Well, everyone knows the opposite is reserved for your boyfriends Rio: I highly doubt anyone but you is thinking about it at all Buster: If that idea brings you comfort, you can have it Rio: How generous Buster: Why are you wearing that? Rio: What do you mean? Buster: It's a simple enough question Rio: Too simple for words Rio: because it's a wedding Rio: what else would I wear? Buster: I'm not your stylist Rio: then don't act like it Buster: I ain't Rio: Maybe I don't like what you're wearing Rio: you don't have to announce every thought in your head Buster: I didn't express an opinion, I asked a question Rio: I know what you're saying Buster: No you don't Rio: Then tell me Buster: You've already made it clear that you don't want me to Rio: That's why I asked you to Buster: I don't have to announce every thought in my head, remember? Rio: Fine Rio: well I'm not going home to change, can you handle that? Buster: What if I can't? Rio: I know you can Buster: Fine Rio: Do you want a drink? Buster: Are you gonna throw it at me? Rio: I've got manners Buster: Shame Rio: 😏 Rio: if you're missing playing, there's room at the kid's table Buster: I'm gutted that you don't wanna play a game with me, that doesn't mean you get to push your luck that far Rio: You don't seem like you're in a playful mood Buster: What mood do I seem like I'm in? Rio: So I can't read your motivations anymore but I can still read your moods? Buster: Come on Rio: You seem Rio: annoyed Rio: uncomfortable, like the rest of us Buster: Is that you finally admitting that you're uncomfortable? Rio: I never said I was having the BEST time Buster: Alright, let's have that drink then Rio: as far as non-solutions go Rio: one of the better Buster: You know me well enough to know if it ain't the best, I ain't interested Rio: That's why you ain't brought a plus one, yeah Buster: Yeah Rio: You seem bored too Buster: You don't have to read my mind for that one, it's just common sense Rio: So I'll get you that drink Buster: Cheers Rio: Slainte Rio: [gonna have you get waylaid by your dad and Drew at the bar] Buster: [when you come and literally drag her away from them when you realise cos you don't have to read her mind there either] Rio: [we all know Drew's already getting lowkey creepy at this age, never mind any dad angst or embarrassment 'thanks' as you awkwardly give him his drink] Buster: [when it's been so long since they've touched each other that he can't even speak so just gotta shake his head for that don't cos he didn't do it for the thanks] Rio: ['you already said it for the drink' and a shrug that you can barely keep steady and even because being this close to him but we're pretending this is very casual 'we're even'] Buster: [a shrug that exactly mirrors hers for that beautiful cinematography and matching mood but forcing that eye contact cos gotta pretend you're unfazed] Rio: [maintaining it long enough to take the first sip of your drink, then going to walk away again] Buster: [putting his hand on her wrist just like he did a second ago when he dragged her away from that delightful pair because we've started something now] Rio: [looking down at his hand on your wrist because you cannot] Buster: [unhanding her because you know you have to not because you want to] Rio: ['enjoy, yeah?' and looking back up as you go] Buster: [just staring at her nbd and nothing to see here people] Rio: [a shameless moment whilst you walk back to this boy] Buster: [excuse you sir] Rio: [like so soz her level of investment in you has plummeted rn] Buster: [I'm dying because this lad is probably saying something to her and does she care? NOPE] Rio: [tryna have your own moment like hold up] Buster: [Ava as the only other person he gives a fuck about at this whole function/in the world you've gotta distract him so he doesn't go over there/do something stupid] Rio: [at least you're 8 and will have no qualms in doing so] Buster: [have a cute moment between yourselves so he calms down] Rio: [ask him to dance or something] Buster: [you gotta] Rio: [not that this will help her, just sneakily looking how cute they are] Buster: [just casually reminding her of what a sweet boy he used to be when they were younger] Rio: [and he's good with kids which is so important to you for obvious reasons] Buster: [omg it makes so much sense why they have so many kids now even more than before] Rio: [mhmm Buster: [we is so clever] Rio: [the cleverest] Buster: What mood am I in now? Rio: A much better one Rio: even if you'd like to deny it Buster: I'm not about to deny it, she's the best thing my parents have ever done and you heard what I said that means for my interest Rio: It's nice Buster: I'm capable of nice Buster: It just suits everyone to forget it, including you Rio: I've never said you weren't Rio: it suits you for people to forget, anyway, if you wanted it otherwise, you'd remind them more often Buster: Not tonight, there'll have been others though Buster: Yeah, like I said, it suits everyone Rio: My memory isn't selective Rio: this night or any other Buster: Call it whatever you like Buster: The end result is the same Rio: No it isn't Buster: Tell me how it's any different Rio: I still have memories Rio: that you can't do fuck all about Buster: Memories that make no fucking difference to now Rio: That's your opinion Buster: It's a fact Buster: There isn't a single one you could share with me now or vice versa that would lead to our reconciliation Rio: because we don't want it Buster: 'Cause it's bullshit Buster: It might as well have happened to someone else for all the relevance it has to who I am Rio: Yeah, because you don't want it to make a difference Rio: that's what I said Buster: Yeah, you're the expert on what I want Rio: Don't need to be, that's what you're saying as well Buster: What I'm saying is that it doesn't matter, it's not about whether I want it to or not Rio: Fine Buster: There are loads of things that have a bearing on my day to day live and how it looks going forward, and like it or not, all the summers I wasted here with you as a kid ain't one of 'em, oddly enough Buster: *life Rio: as I said, WE don't want it to matter Rio: so, unsurprisingly, I don't care Buster: Say it like you mean it Buster: You're supposed to kill your darlings, babe, not give 'em the one punch and call it quits Rio: Whatever, have you sufficiently proved to yourself how un-nice you can be too now or? Buster: It's about what you don't wanna prove to yourself though, more than anything else Buster: You're scared if you really hurt me, you'll like it Buster: And you don't want that 'cause you do care, even if it's only for the me in your memories Rio: I'm not scared of that, or to admit I care, because I'm not a sociopath Rio: we're related, like it or not Buster: I'm not a sociopath just 'cause I don't like the fact we're related Rio: You'll get over it Buster: You're supposed to say, 'nah you're a sociopath 'cause....' I've probably got loads of the traits you could pick from Buster: But since you didn't, what if I can't? Rio: I don't think you are one, your narcissistic trait will take that blow hard, I know Rio: There's no choice Rio: I've got plenty of relatives I like less than you, as you're aware Rio: they don't just go away, even if you try to Buster: There are always choices and there are always gonna be relatives I like less than you Buster: But Rio, what if I can't get over this? Rio: Don't take the piss Buster: I mean it, you know I do Rio: Then you know I don't have an answer Buster: You have to if I don't Rio: The only way blood doesn't matter is if the person fucks up so spectacularly you can disown them Rio: even then, not really Rio: so yeah, have some kids you don't want, acquire a drug habit that you do Buster: I've got the latter, I can't say it's especially helping Rio: not really though Rio: just at parties, yeah Buster: You don't have to worry about me Rio: I'm not, just asked a question Buster: I go to parties all the time so it's hardly an occasional thing, but alright, to answer your question, yeah Rio: everyone does though, like Rio: that's alright, that's normal Buster: Only you would find a way to be insulting and reassuring at the same time Rio: Yeah, I'm well sorry if you thought you and your friends were unique Buster: Not those cunts, just me Rio: That's very nice Buster: So are they Rio: Why are you friends with them? Buster: If not those cunts then a bunch of others Rio: But I'm afraid to be alone? Buster: [a big Fearghal style loud lol] Buster: Touché Rio: [shaking her head like 😏] Buster: You reckon I should be more like Nance then, yeah? Isolate myself and pretend human connection is unneccessary Rio: Obviously not Rio: No one wants to be alone Buster: No one's good enough for me, babe Buster: You were the first to prove it Rio: Fuck off Rio: you so obviously fit right in with your friends, that's the truth Buster: I give it 110% same as everything else Rio: I never had any doubt Buster: Good Rio: Even if I had, your socials leave little to be desired in the twat factor Buster: And yet, you can't look away Rio: if you think a car crash is aspirational Buster: You may be one of my poor relations, that doesn't make me a poster boy Buster: Find your own access to high society, Eliza Rio: I'm not your anything Rio: and I've got no interest in that either Buster: Well done then, on both counts Rio: Bye now Buster: For now Rio: Unfortunately Buster: Fuck off Rio: excuse you? Buster: Lie better or don't bother Rio: You can pretend I'm just devastated to see you go, if it makes you happy Buster: That isn't something I need to pretend Rio: There you go, head in the ☁s again Rio: you're welcome Buster: You wish Buster: Stop daydreaming about me, the nights are already so fucking long Rio: You're lucky I don't tell people how weird you are Buster: Go ahead Rio: You think I won't Buster: I dare you Rio: Don't Buster: I double dare you Rio: You know I can't Rio: no one would believe just how weird you are Buster: You can do anything you want, you just have to want it more than you care about what the consequences are/could be Rio: I'm sure they'd just put you in very expensive therapy Buster: And I wouldn't have to see you any more Rio: That's what you want then Buster: Don't you? Rio: I already said, there are people I dislike more around Buster: You know there's only so many boyfriends you can parade in front of me before I kill one Rio: You're not going to kill anyone, you're not a sociopath, remember Rio: and I'm not parading anyone, they're just there Buster: Just saying, like Buster: You might wanna reconsider your rankings Buster: And I didn't say I wouldn't feel guilt or whatever else Rio: Of course you wanna be on top Buster: You don't want me to be? Rio: Why would I want that, Buster? Buster: You know why Rio: Not when me and all the wasted Summers as kids are nothing but a footnote Buster: Don't Rio: You said it Buster: What would you rather I said? Buster: Tell me Rio: Not every thought in my head Buster: Come on Rio: What do you want me to say? Buster: A thought in your head, not every Rio: Alright Rio: you're pretty drunk, that's what I'm thinking Buster: I'm not that drunk, if that's what's stopping you Rio: I could say more if you were Buster: I'll find some brandy, you can say it at my funeral Rio: Things aren't that dire, come on Rio: they're quite a sweet couple Buster: If you say so Rio: you don't think so? Buster: I don't know what kind of couple they are Buster: I barely know them Rio: Yeah but it's a nice story Rio: very boy/girl next door romcom Buster: Knowing what you want in the first place is a better story Buster: They wasted years they could've been together Rio: They might not have been right for each other before Buster: If you're right for each other then you are Buster: You do whatever it takes Rio: Maybe Rio: sometimes you can't Buster: They were the only things stopping themselves Rio: So you can't be happy for them? Buster: I didn't say I wasn't Rio: You still want a supermodel wife then Buster: I don't care what she does, it's not about that Rio: What is it about Buster: What she's like, obviously Rio: You have grown up Buster: It's what happens, yeah Buster: Unless you die Rio: Cheery Buster: I told you, I ain't the entertainment Rio: Alright Buster: Don't marry him Rio: I'm not marrying anyone Buster: Ever? Rio: I mean right now, we're 14, for God's sake Buster: You can't marry him now, I'm saying don't marry him when you're old enough to Rio: we've not been going out long Rio: who knows where I'll be or with who when I even think about that Buster: You fancied him back then though, when I was gonna marry a supermodel Buster: I know you did Rio: that's not what I was trying to say with Rio: I don't think I'll marry him Rio: it's just nice for the people it happens to Rio: like your mum and dad too Buster: Probably use an alternative word to nice if you say anything about it to them Rio: I wasn't planning to Rio: not got a deathwish Buster: [😏] Buster: It wouldn't be very cheery, having one Rio: Doesn't mean I'm the entertainment Rio: just polite Buster: Just as well, polite isn't entertaining Rio: If I wanted to entertain you, I could Buster: But you don't Rio: don't I Buster: Do you? Rio: be well weird if I wanted to, wouldn't it Buster: Depends who you ask Rio: You're the only one in this chat Rio: but not in the room Buster: Rio Rio: yes Buster: Do you wanna dance with me or not? Rio: We could do that Rio: that wouldn't be weird Buster: [comes over and we back on that wrist holding bullshit because of course we are, like you could just let her walk over to wherever you're gonna dance but no] Buster: [stop pulling her around boy you'll give yourself away] Rio: [we all know she's so shamelessly #intoit so good luck keeping this casual] Buster: [remember where you are and that your whole family is here please] Rio: [we know we're starting with a pretense of dancing 'near' each other but just keep 'accidentally' touching and getting closer] Buster: [shamelessly love that] Rio: [like you can't outright slow dance can you even if you really wanna] Buster: [we'll let you at the party but there's no chance of getting away with it in front of the fam unless you somehow did a Twilight prom moment outside lol] Rio: [wish some of these kids would take the initiative to 'force' you to like you're getting fake married lmao] Buster: [@Grace it's your time to shine babe] Rio: [god bless] Buster: [realistically her boyfriend is probably gonna appear to dance with her properly and Buster is gonna be livid] Rio: [sadly, yes, neither of us are thrilled but can't be like no I would rather keep dancing with my cousin so, just sadly watching him go over your mans shoulder] Buster: [he has to go punch something that's not this dude's face] Rio: [don't blame you] Buster: [please don't hurt yourself boy, I know you don't care but it is a wedding thank you] Rio: [at the very least, you don't want the drama of the whole fam being like what happened why etc etc] Buster: [genau dr phil] Rio: [even later, like, Tommy and Meena have pissed off time, which is so weird about traditional weddings] Rio: where are you Buster: Why? Rio: just asking Rio: i wanna know Buster: Well don't Rio: sorry Buster: Where's he? I wanna know Rio: he went home a while ago Rio: paper round in the morning Buster: He's tall for a 10 year old Rio: alright Rio: you can have that one on the house Buster: Why can't he get a real job? He's old enough Buster: Older than you Rio: I don't know Rio: doesn't want one, doesn't need one Rio: his family are minted Buster: Who the fuck doesn't want one? Rio: Are you gonna get one? Rio: he's focusing on school, like Buster: What's he focusing on a paper round for too then, cardio? Rio: Probably Rio: why are we even talking about this, it's so boring Buster: Why are you even going out with him, if he's so boring? Rio: do you actually want to know, really Buster: Yeah I do Rio: 'cos it's easy, simple, straightforward Buster: Jesus Christ Rio: what Buster: What do you mean, what? Buster: Can you hear yourself Rio: There's literally nothing wrong with that Buster: If you're a divorced mother of two looking to get back out there Buster: Instead of like, the hottest girl I've ever seen Rio: you can't say that Buster: I can say whatever the fuck I want Buster: I can't do anything Rio: you're Rio: this is a headfuck Buster: It always has been Rio: I know Buster: Yeah Rio: that's why we need easy Buster: Fuck that Rio: fine, be better than me Buster: There is no better than you Rio: Buster Rio: just Buster: I don't care Buster: It's true Rio: we can't do anything with this Rio: what do we do Buster: You should know anyway Buster: How I feel and how I don't Rio: you aren't as good a liar as you'd like Rio: you can't just talk away this, or one of us would've Buster: I mean you should hear it from me Buster: Instead of all the bullshit you have to Rio: okay Rio: I'm listening Buster: When I see you I can barely stay standing but when I don't, I can't fucking breathe Buster: If I was anyone else I wouldn't win the fight, it'd get called off Rio: I miss you, like, I always miss you, since we were little Buster: It's just constant Buster: Everyone acts like it's meant to get better, or worse Rio: we should've grown out of it by now Rio: probably Buster: Don't Rio: I can't Rio: and I don't think I want to, even if I could Buster: I know what I want, I'm not a kid Rio: you want a lot of things Rio: if we Rio: that could fuck up all the rest Buster: Yeah Rio: but Rio: do you ever feel like Rio: if we did, it'd be less obvious somehow Rio: I feel as blatant as you say I am Buster: I don't reckon it could be any more obvious, whatever we do Buster: Is that why your boyfriend left? Rio: Sort of Rio: he wanted me to go with him but I didn't feel like it Rio: for obvious reasons Buster: I'm not sorry Rio: I know you aren't Rio: I don't need you to be either Buster: What do you need from me then? Rio: I want you Rio: to admit you want me too Buster: You said I want loads of things, but none of them matter as much as you Rio: what if no one would talk to us again Buster: I'll talk to you and you'll talk to me Rio: promise Rio: you can't ignore me Buster: You're right, I can't Rio: you do though Rio: so don't Buster: I swear Rio: okay Buster: It will be okay Rio: when have you ever been okay with okay Buster: Touché Buster: Fine, it'll be the best Rio: it would be though Buster: I know Rio: think about it Buster: I've been thinking about it for days Buster: I went to a party last night to try and stop Rio: did it work Buster: 'Course not Buster: I don't want it enough Rio: I don't want him enough Rio: I said it's easy Rio: but it's the opposite, actually Rio: on paper, it should be but when I actually have to do it Buster: You don't live on paper Buster: And you don't have to be with him Rio: we have to try, don't we Buster: We have Rio: how is just seeing you better than anything anyone else has ever done Buster: I'm better than anyone else Rio: you just want me to say it back Buster: That's not why I said it, but obviously you will, when I prove it to you Rio: I wish Buster: [a location that a wedding guest should not remotely be like an office or storage closet or whatever where he's been] Rio: have you been there this whole time Buster: Why is that all you've got to say to me? Rio: You know I'm coming Rio: I started this conversation asking where you were Buster: How long ago did he leave? Rio: not long after Tommy and Meena did Rio: whenever that was Buster: You just wanted to keep me waiting then Rio: that's not what I want at all Buster: Good Rio: you know what I want, yeah? Buster: I know exactly what you want Rio: and you're gonna give it to me, right? Buster: I'm gonna give you everything Buster: Including things you didn't know you wanted Rio: Jesus Buster: Rio Rio: you can say that out loud for me Rio: we've not been that alone in Rio: forever, maybe Buster: We've never been this alone Rio: it's weird Rio: how many memories I have that feel like just me and you Rio: but they couldn't have been, really Buster: 'Cause that's how we wanted it Rio: bit mean, really Rio: but I'm always with my brother and sisters Buster: I don't care Rio: it's hard to, right now Rio: and then Rio: you were more fun Buster: I still am Rio: you can prove that Rio: if I ever escape everyone trying to stop and talk to me Buster: Don't make me have to come and get you Buster: We may have been blatant but we can't be stupid Rio: I know Rio: even if you did make that sound really tempting Rio: unfair Buster: I'll do it, I just want you to know that I know it's not a good idea Rio: I'll be good Rio: but only in a fun way, obviously Buster: You don't have fuck all to prove to me, you know that, yeah? Rio: yeah Rio: a bit though Buster: I'm serious Buster: You've never been boring, not even close Rio: I'm still gonna make this the best you've ever Buster: It will be 'cause it's you Rio: I need you to feel how badly I want you Buster: I've wanted you for so long Rio: how long Rio: tell me Buster: Come on Buster: You know it's always been you Rio: remind me Buster: Any girl I've ever touched, I've never even wanted to unless I'm thinking about you Rio: I can't stop my brain from thinking about you Rio: how much better it would be if it was you Rio: how much I'd rather Buster: Don't stop thinking about me Buster: If this is the only chance we get or if it's not Buster: Whatever happens, whatever I say or do when I sober up Rio: I can't anyway Rio: even if you were the worst person in the world Buster: I have been a cunt Buster: I'm sorry Rio: forget about it Rio: me too Rio: we know why Buster: No, listen Rio: but it's okay Buster: It's not okay Buster: I love you Rio: you can't just take all this back Rio: just 'cos we're drunk Buster: It'll still be how I feel whether I'm drunk or not Rio: I mean you know I'm not going to forget Buster: Good, don't Buster: I'm in love with you Rio: I've imagined you saying that Rio: so many times Buster: It's real now Buster: I mean, it always has been real for me, but I'm actually saying it, no takebacks Rio: [gonna have you turn up now] Buster: [how obviously he would've trashed whatever this room is when he was mad and sad lol] Rio: [just looking at the room then at him 'cos we doing this] Buster: [using whatever to block the door because you haven't waited this long to risk getting interrupted however unlikely that is given how long he's been in there and how far away they are from the wedding shit] Rio: [gonna say it's an office type moment so it can be a desk and you can hop up on that] Buster: [because your height difference is ridiculous and also that's a mood] Rio: ['is this really happening?'] Buster: [kissing her really intensely so she knows it is and let's take a moment to appreciate and contrast that to their awkward childish first one and die] Rio: [when you'd be dying because how good it is confirms everything like oh shit] Buster: [we know it'd be the same for him so thank god you don't have to worry about being quiet because he is the loudest character we have lol] Rio: [if there was ever a time and a place for a first time moment tbh] Buster: [love it for you guys even though he's gonna have to tell her to take off her own dress so he doesn't rip it cos we that extra and peeps would notice that however drunk and oblivious they have been thusfar] Rio: [when you're so 😍 about that though] Buster: [no chill ever gotta start as you mean to go on] Rio: [likewise, just taking the opportunity to tell him everything you ain't been allowed in between kisses] Buster: [same cos he's already dropped the L word before she even got there so we know he can't shut his damn mouth] Rio: [there's no way she ain't saying it back in person] Buster: [I'm the opposite of mad about it] Rio: [when you can't pretend you don't, like it's just all out there now you've started, tomorrow will be interesting] Buster: [good lord I hope at least you can manage to keep the bruises to a minimum/out of sight of the boyfriend she still has because yeah there's gonna be enough to deal with] Rio: [good luck with that lmao] Buster: [gurl you gonna have to work some makeup magic we all know it] Rio: [or just avoid him like we know you wanna] Buster: [please dump him asap though] Rio: [we clearly are and it'll probably be messy 'cos thinks you've liked him for ages and like yeah you been cute but also not really] Buster: [soz boy but also not soz boy] Rio: [you'll survive honey] Buster: [but for them what is the craic like are y'all gonna stay barricaded in here forever or go back to the reception like nothing happened or go home like you have not thought this through] Rio: [you can probably stay in here 'til one of your parents texts like excuse me where are you, and that'll probably be to go home] Buster: [realistically Baze will wanna go home before Ali cos her and Tommy are besties and baze are antisocial bastards lol] Rio: [exactly dr phil, when you just both gotta think about that like okay] Buster: [giving her his jacket cos 1. he wants her to have it because this may never happen again/all the reminders as if you haven't literally left bruises boy please 2. nobody would question why he doesn't have it/she does because the state of them all and the fact it's not an inherently coupley thing to do necessarily 3. if she had to she could say it was her boyfriends because he is also a rich boy and boys suits lowkey always look the same unless you go wild with it 4. that'll give her a reason to have to see him again/strike up a convo which he obvs wants and so do we] Rio: [1. yes 2. yes 3. yes 4. yes that is all, do we wanna have any more drunk chatting 'cos easily could or do we wanna skip to the AM] Buster: [I think we should to show they're not like instantly regretting/ignoring each other cos that's not the mood like all the goodbye kisses as soon as he realises he can't just ignore the fam/actually has to go would be EVERYTHING] Rio: [truly, hence he's barely out the door and] Rio: I miss you Buster: I love you Rio: I love you a lot Buster: I love you more than anything else Rio: You're making me so happy Buster: Good Rio: I wish I coulda gone with you Buster: You are coming with me, just not in person Rio: Yeah, I know Rio: I just like you best in person Buster: I'll see you tomorrow Rio: What are we doing? Buster: Whatever you want Rio: you then, cool 😋 Rio: might be willing to make a more detailed plan in the AM, see how I feel Buster: I'm fine with plan A Rio: It'd be really beyond awkward if you were regretting it already Rio: so I'm glad to hear it Buster: Being forced to leave, not doing it sooner, how I've treated you for the past however fucking long, that shit is what I regret Rio: We'll find time to make up for the lost now Rio: you're here for a bit, yeah? Buster: Yeah Rio: Good Rio: it won't be that hard to find time and opportunity to be alone somewhere Rio: can't force family fun on us constantly Rio: they'll be recovering from this majority of the time Buster: They can't force fuck all on me, I came 'cause I wanted to see you Rio: Well, I'm very glad you did Buster: Me too Rio: I swear I'm dreaming Buster: You're not, babe Buster: I can still taste you Rio: Fuck Rio: that makes me weak Buster: Everything you do makes me weak Buster: Just as well you can't tell anyone, like Rio: Who, me? 😏 Rio: I'd rather it was just for me anyway Buster: Yeah, you Buster: You know exactly what you're doing Buster: That dress, for example Rio: If you're going to ignore me, I have to make sure it's as hard as it is for me to ignore you Rio: the smallest but only victory I reckoned available to me Buster: I understand not reckoning I was gonna rip it off you but don't sell yourself too short Rio: so, you're only human, and everyone's looking Rio: but you know I wore it for you Buster: I do, so just this once I'll forgive you for saying I'm only human Rio: 😂 Rio: we can brainstorm what I can call you instead then Buster: Like, if you were disappointed in any of what I just did, you could've just said so Buster: Don't have to humble me that hard Rio: Oh, please Rio: you know what you just did Rio: and that I've not recovered, can't see it happening any time soon Buster: It's taken me years to try and recover from the first time we kissed, I'm not sure you'll find me that sympathetic, given that I never did succeed Rio: I get it, I'm not sorry for that either Rio: even if I should be Rio: only sorry we didn't do it more than once Buster: I should've kissed you every day after that Rio: You should've Buster: You know failure isn't an option for me though Rio: It wasn't a failure Buster: It wasn't good enough, that's the same thing Rio: it still made me feel Rio: everything Buster: But you're flawless, it needed to be perfect Rio: I wasn't any better, it was both our first time Rio: how could you have done any better, at, how old were we even Buster: If I hadn't been a pussy about it then it would've been better Rio: well, I still thought about it every time I touched myself after so Rio: I'm not mad about it Buster: Jesus, don't say shit like that when I can't touch myself at the thought of you doing it, you're supposed to be the one with good manners Rio: but you like it when I forget them Buster: Yeah but there's a time and a place and it's not right now in this car with my entire family Rio: 🤐 Rio: sorry Buster: No you're not Rio: I could be persuaded to be Rio: but I like thinking about it a lot, so it'll take a lot Buster: Tell me Rio: Tell you how much it'll take or how much I like thinking about it and exactly what Buster: Tell me what you like to think about and I'll decide if I want you to be sorry or not Rio: What haven't I thought about you, that's an easier question Rio: all the things I want you to do to me, everything I'm going to do for you Buster: Your boyfriend gives you easy, I know what you actually need Rio: you do Rio: you're better than a boyfriend Buster: I told you, I'm better than anyone Buster: Except you Rio: I'll show you that I know Buster: So how many of 'em did I do, these things you want? Rio: I'm pretty perverted Rio: we won't run out of scenarios or settings any time soon Buster: Is that a promise? Rio: Yes Rio: if you want it to be Buster: I want you here but I'll take that Rio: tomorrow Rio: I'm going to be so desperate for you Buster: Fuck that, I'll call you when I get back Rio: You know I'll still be at this party Buster: So go back to where we were Rio: Tell me when you're back, if I go now I won't be able to wait for you Buster: You don't have to wait for me Rio: I do Rio: I want you to fuck me and yourself at the same time Buster: Have I fallen asleep? Buster: I've definitely had this dream Rio: if you were asleep, I could make you cum Rio: can't be blamed for a wet dream Buster: If I'm not, I'll pretend to be Buster: Only my mum and dad aren't Rio: do you know how to be quiet though, babe Buster: I can do anything Rio: then can you think about me being there with you in the car Rio: tell me how you want me Buster: If you're on my lap I can be quiet Rio: I'll have a lot more bruises to show for it Rio: but I want that Buster: Any sounds I did end up making would only be for you to hear, I know you want that too Rio: They are just for me Buster: They haven't always been, our neighbours have definitely heard me before, but now they are Buster: And they're always 'cause of you Rio: I love how loud you are Rio: I wanna hear it more Buster: Tomorrow Rio: but for now, I can make noise for the both of us Buster: Yeah, be really loud for me Rio: I will Rio: though if I'm on your lap you'll have to try and make me quiet Buster: It's okay, I'll give you my fingers to suck, it'll keep you so quiet Rio: 🥺😳🤤 Rio: please Buster: Say it again Rio: Buster, please Rio: I want you inside me in every way possible at once Rio: you can't be close enough Buster: Fuck Rio: I can almost feel it Buster: Tell me what it feels like Rio: like I can't breathe, can't think, like all I can feel is what you're doing to my pussy, how fucking good it feels Buster: But you can feel what you're doing to me too, can't you? Rio: Of course, how could I not Rio: you're really big Buster: And everyone moves loads in their sleep Buster: I can't be blamed for that either Rio: Not at all Rio: and I can't be blamed that there's no room in the car but on you Buster: 'Course not Rio: though obviously, I wouldn't want a seat if there was one Buster: Obviously, you want what I want Rio: you know I don't have any underwear on, don't you Buster: I can tell Buster: It's allowed to be the one thing you're allowed to make easy, I reckon Rio: I can't help but be easy for you Rio: if you don't like it, you'll have to teach me a lesson Buster: You're so wet that you can easily take all of me but that's my fault, not yours, I can't help doing things that I know you'll really like Buster: Or that I want to give you everything Rio: I'm ready for you, daddy Buster: You love me, yeah? Rio: I love you so much Rio: you're just Rio: you're mine, aren't you? Buster: I'm yours and you're mine Rio: I'm all yours Rio: for always Buster: Forever Buster: It's always been me and you and that's never gonna change Rio: Promise Rio: I need you to stay with me Buster: I'll swear on whatever you want me to Buster: You know I need you more Rio: I'll believe you, because the alternative is not and I can't handle that Rio: I want this so badly, however we make it happen and work Buster: You can trust me Buster: Whatever it takes, I'll literally do anything for you Buster: There's never been a time when I wouldn't have Rio: Don't leave me again, okay Rio: I'm too happy right now Buster: There are no words good enough, I'll prove that I'm not going to with my actions though, okay? Rio: Okay Rio: I do trust you, really, and I do know, knew, how you felt this whole time, really Rio: it's just a headfuck how fast we've gone from the pretense to none at all Buster: I can't remember wanting to go anywhere without you, not for a single day from when my memory starts Buster: It was a headfuck how much of my life revolved around being with you or wishing I could be Buster: But I'm not a kid any more, I'm not scared Buster: And nobody can tell me what to do Rio: I thought I could make your life better, and mine too, I won't pretend it was entirely selfless, if we kept as much distance as possible Rio: that those thoughts and feelings would go away, that it'd be better for you to hate me, even if that fucking killed me Rio: but it just, didn't work, nothing was better Rio: lots of shit was much worse, and I missed you like hell Buster: I know Buster: I've been able to do everything I've ever decided I wanted to and loads of things I just had to, really fucking well, except not love you Rio: you can love me now Rio: shouldn't I be the only person who's say so matters Rio: I want you to Rio: and to love you back Buster: You're the only person who matters to me like that, end of story Rio: we'd be good together Rio: everyone would think so if things were different Buster: You were my best friend too, you know that, even my fucking twin couldn't understand me the way you did Buster: Whenever something happened whether it was shit or good I just wanted to tell you Buster: We were good together, they made things different, took all of that away from me Rio: I know Rio: we can have that again, if nothing else Rio: why shouldn't we Rio: you can tell me anything Buster: Fuck everyone else Buster: I hate them Rio: No you don't, not everyone Buster: Alright, the majority then Rio: 😏 okay, probably Rio: but shh Buster: Don't shh me, you just said I could tell you anything Rio: I suppose I did Rio: you didn't realize I'm a really crap girlfriend Buster: I've already realised that's bullshit Rio: Dan would probably disagree Rio: if he knew, like Buster: Yeah well, he'd love to disagree with me purely for the sake of doing so Buster: And I'd rather we had fuck all in common Rio: I mean, more like the bruises he didn't give me but you know Rio: I'll dump him Rio: when you've gone Buster: That's his own fault, if you were my girlfriend I wouldn't leave without you Rio: I didn't want to go Buster: He should've stayed with you then Rio: I didn't want that either Buster: Behave, you know what I'm saying Rio: I'm just saying Rio: not as stupid as you reckon Buster: Him or you? Rio: him Rio: I don't think you called me stupid, not tonight anyway Buster: Is that why you like him? Buster: It shouldn't be, 'cause if anything he's stupider than I reckoned for not being willing to put up a fight for you Rio: No Rio: it's just, I already knew him, when we came back properly Rio: didn't really know anyone else Buster: And you already fancied him Rio: not really Rio: he was cute but Rio: you didn't put me on your list either Buster: I could've told you puberty wasn't gonna do him as many favours as me Buster: I'm not that stupid, babe, then or now Buster: I know I can't marry you Rio: it was just a game Rio: you could've pretended Buster: I don't wanna pretend with you Rio: Do you even want all this Rio: you know, the wedding, the church Buster: I want you Buster: Nobody's gonna let us celebrate it by buying us toasters and champagne flutes, but if we could, I would Rio: yeah Rio: it don't matter Buster: We still belong to each other Buster: And I still choose you Rio: I'd rather have you than any of that Buster: It doesn't have to be either/or Buster: It can't look like theirs but we can do whatever we want in secret Rio: you're so cute Buster: I'm just saying, if you want something I'll get it for you Buster: Whatever it is Buster: I'm not your shit boyfriend, I don't give up Rio: you don't need to get me anything Rio: just stay in my life, that's all Rio: even if you have to marry a supermodel Buster: If I can't marry you, I won't get married Rio: it's a deal Buster: Okay Rio: I love you, Buster Buster: I've missed you so much Rio: I know Rio: I haven't even asked how you've been Rio: what you've been doing, 'cos it's been forever Buster: Don't Rio: I don't wanna know or you don't wanna say Rio: or both Buster: You already know Rio: but you're alright, yeah? Buster: I never settle for just alright, do I? Rio: you know what I mean Buster: What do you want me to say? Rio: you don't have to lie Rio: tell me how I can make it better though Buster: It is better now Buster: Like I said earlier, you don't have to worry about me Buster: Even if it wasn't better, I can handle that Rio: 😔 Buster: Come on Rio: 🥺 Rio: okay Buster: Please don't be sad Rio: I just can't think of you being sad Buster: I'm not any more Buster: I've got you Rio: it'll be better Rio: I'll look after you Buster: I love you Rio: I love you too Rio: I swear I don't even know half the people who are still here Buster: You should be here with me Buster: This house is so fucking quiet Rio: I could easily change that Rio: maybe we can have a sleepover one night Buster: We can Rio: like old times Rio: but better Buster: I won't headbutt you this time, like Rio: 😂 Rio: I appreciate it Buster: Did I ever do anything right as a kid or what? Buster: Fucking hell Rio: Plenty of things Rio: we know there was more stopping us than any awkwardness that happened Buster: Yeah Rio: but fuck that now Rio: they've got no right or need to know Buster: Don't worry, I've learned from my parents what not to do Buster: We won't get caught Rio: neither of us is stupid Rio: I want you too bad to fuck with it Buster: All we have to do is keep things the way they used to be in front of everyone Rio: we've kept it up for ages Rio: at least now, we know it's 100% fake Rio: no doubt Buster: Exactly Rio: You do have to come back more though Rio: or I'll die Buster: I'll think of a reason Rio: Use your big, educated brain, boy 😜 Buster: An idea'll come easily once you're not distracting me Rio: not even sent you any pictures Buster: Me either Buster: But I should shower so Buster: Maybe I will Rio: How many pleases do I have to say to make that maybe a definitely? Buster: Let's see Rio: 🙏 Buster: You have to say it though Rio: Hmm, emojis aren't gonna cut it, noted Rio: Pleeeeaaaaaase Buster: Like you mean it Rio: Insincerity either, okay Rio: Please though Buster: Please, what? Rio: Please send me pictures of you Buster: [does obviously] Rio: More Buster: [he's extra so you know he will] Rio: you're perfect Buster: For you Rio: only for me Buster: Yeah Rio: all for me Buster: I'm all yours now Rio: not gonna take any pictures of my face 'cos I'm just 🥴 now Buster: You're beautiful Rio: That's you Buster: It's not a competition, thank Christ Rio: Awh, baby Rio: I'd let you win Buster: You winning means I win Rio: then you're so welcome Buster: Good Rio: [sends pics from the desk] Buster: We're gonna have to break back in before I leave Rio: or find another desk Buster: I'm looking at one right now, trying to decide whether or not it would break Buster: You'll have to tell me what you think, when you come over Rio: oh Rio: or we could just try and hope for the best Buster: Okay, I'll protect you if it does collapse Rio: I know you will Rio: you love me Buster: And you trust me Rio: with my life Buster: I'll never let anything or anyone hurt you Rio: Only you Rio: and only how I like it Rio: 'cos you know me better than anyone Buster: Some of those bruises are gonna be there after I've left Rio: mhmm Rio: they need to be Rio: I need all the reminders we can get away with Buster: You can have as many as I've got time to give you Rio: you're so lovely 🥰 Rio: I'll take pictures every day, show you how they're healing Buster: Don't forget Rio: Never Rio: when they've nearly disappeared, you come back, yeah Buster: 'Course Rio: 🧡 Buster: Rio Rio: yeah? Buster: Tomorrow, things won't just go back to the way they were before, will they? Rio: I can't do it Rio: I seriously can't Buster: You know I mean everything I've said, yeah? Rio: Yes, and I'm not going to forget any of it Buster: Please don't Rio: I promise Buster: I'll say it all again if I have to but Rio: How could I forget Rio: when I've wanted to hear all of this for so long Buster: You know why Rio: but we can do it Rio: we can keep this secret Rio: I can't go back, can't do what we were Rio: I was bad at it Buster: We both were Buster: And you know how much I fucking hate being bad at things Rio: So, jump with me Rio: you can't keep one foot on the ledge, like Buster: That a dare? Rio: I'd rather you want it, if it's all the same to you Rio: but I can't say I'm above it Buster: You're all I want Buster: The rest, it's not just for me Rio: then I'm yours and that's all there is to it Rio: we'll work out logistics in the morning Buster: If you aren't still there, like Rio: 🙄 Rio: the twins are 💤 in the coats Buster: My dad had to carry Ava in, she wasn't waking up for anything or anyone Rio: Don't blame her Rio: I'm about my ma's size but don't reckon I'm getting away with it Buster: Are you tired, baby? Rio: You know I am, its your fault Buster: I can carry you tomorrow Rio: I'm gonna dream about it Buster: If I can fall asleep, I will too Rio: I'll make sure you do first Rio: manners, babe Buster: I don't think that's the reputation I want though Rio: who am I telling suddenly 🤨 Buster: Not the point is it Rio: You don't need to prove anything to me Rio: there's nothing you haven't already, like Buster: There's always more to prove Rio: I won't complain Rio: show me how good you are so I can't ever forget Rio: 🤤🤤🤤 Buster: [a video because we starting as we mean to go on as being extra bitches] Rio: BABY Buster: I told you Rio: but Rio: that's not allowed Buster: Are you complaining after you said you wouldn't? Rio: No Rio: What's the opposite of complaining? Buster: So you approve? Buster: I'll take the praise then Rio: My nan will love you even more Rio: got me on my knees Buster: Another reason to keep the secret as I obviously can't risk losing her admiration Rio: Obviously Rio: though I'd love the chance to get her to hate me more Buster: We can do that Rio: can we? Buster: You know me, trouble follows me anywhere, it's not limited to Chelsea's confines Rio: Stop tempting me, but don't ever Buster: It's a deal, babe Rio: You have no idea how bored I was without you around Buster: Yeah I do, I've had to entertain myself Buster: Nobody else can come close to keeping up Rio: well you are very entertaining Rio: so I'm jealous of you, if anything Buster: You and everyone else who has had the privilege of meeting me, like Rio: 😏 Rio: you're adorable Buster: Seriously though, all the girls I was talking to earlier were so fucking boring Rio: earlier today or in general Buster: I meant earlier, as in when you were busy with your boyfriend, but it's not any different in general Rio: Hmm Buster: What? Rio: Nothing Buster: Come on Rio: Really, nothing Buster: Bullshit Buster: Say what you wanna say Rio: I just don't like thinking about it Buster: It's not something you have to think about any more Rio: I know, just being stupid Buster: Don't Buster: You're not stupid Buster: I shouldn't have said it, I just meant that I'm lucky to have you Rio: I really know, ignore me, well, ignore that Buster: No Buster: 'Cause if I ignore it you'll still be thinking about it, but without telling me that you are Buster: Then I can't make you feel better Rio: I don't want you to think I'm like that though Buster: Would you rather I think you don't care? Rio: No Rio: you know I do though Rio: but I'm not a crazy bitch, or only a bit Buster: I wanted to kill your boyfriend as soon as I saw you with him, I don't reckon there's any room for me to judge Rio: that's what I wanted though, at least partly Buster: I'll happily kill him for you, it'd be easy Rio: 🙄 that is NOT what I meant, let the record show Rio: asking you to commit murder seems like a further down the line deal tbh but appreciate the level of commitment, baby Buster: Let the record show that I'm planning to say he started it by smacking me with a newspaper Buster: And also that I know exactly what you actually meant Rio: 😂 Rio: point is, it's only my business if you make it so, and you didn't bring no plus one so Buster: You wouldn't have been jealous if I had Buster: It's too obvious that I don't give a shit Rio: I definitely would have Rio: it doesn't take much, not with you Buster: Maybe but so would whoever this hypothetical girl is 'cause wherever you are is the only place I'm looking Rio: Risky Rio: lucky boys aren't that bright usually Rio: or maybe no one's mind goes there, you know Buster: If hers had it'd be easy to turn around, but gaslighting isn't really my idea of a fun night Rio: can think of better Buster: You and me both Rio: though now isn't the perfect time for vivid fuck flashbacks as it looks like my mum might actually be ready to go Buster: I reckon you meant to say that actually there couldn't be a more perfect time Rio: damn, payback is swift Rio: I just forgot you were in the car with your fam, I swear 🤞 Buster: [hitting her with all those reminders of everything that happened in such glorious detail because he is that bitch 100% like okay if your memory is that 'unreliable' don't forget that this or this happened] Rio: like Rio: I deserved that but I don't deserve you Rio: oh my God Buster: You deserve more Buster: [Hitting her with everything he's gonna do to her tomorrow because 100% that bitch too] Rio: Buster Buster: Rio Rio: I want you now Rio: be here Buster: I'm here Rio: Make me feel better Buster: [we're obvs going in even harder with what it would be like if they were actually together rn, he may not have jimothy's way with words but the enthusiasm and urgency are unparalleled] Rio: I'm gonna need your fingers again Rio: or my lips are gonna be unholy big from the bruising Buster: Then you better take 'em Buster: Or I'll have to just kiss you everywhere else tomorrow Rio: can't I have both? Buster: 'Course you can Rio: You spoil me Buster: You deserve that too Rio: I am being really good Buster: How good? Rio: My legs are crossed and my mouth is 🤐 Rio: you'd be proud Buster: Oh I am Buster: I'm very proud of you, baby Rio: Daddy 😖 Rio: you're making me squirmy Buster: No, keep still Rio: I'm trying so hard Rio: but every time I think of you kissing me all over Buster: You're gonna need to try harder until I can actually be there to keep you still myself Buster: Do it for me now and no matter what, I won't stop kissing you when we're back together Rio: I'll do it Rio: not do it, actually Rio: hands to myself, I promise Buster: You know I trust you Rio: I wanna cover your whole face in kisses Buster: I love kissing you Rio: we can do it all day, can't we Buster: Yeah Rio: I'll never get tired of your face Rio: you're so pretty Buster: It's been so hard not to look at you Rio: you're going to struggle even more now you've seen everything Buster: I know Rio: I can send you pictures of how I'm really looking underneath Rio: make it even harder 😋 Buster: Can you? Rio: Right now? Buster: Right now Rio: [the sneakiest of partial nudes you can manage rn] Buster: Jesus Rio: if Edie was 💤 I could do better but Buster: It's even hotter that you did that even though she's not Rio: You told me to Rio: I'll do anything for you Buster: How early can you meet me? Rio: Depends what we're doing Rio: separately or otherwise, 'cos that changes the answer Buster: My mum and dad won't be keeping tabs on where I'm going or who with Rio: Mine either Rio: but I don't usually go out with my friends at the crack of dawn, sadly Buster: Haven't you ever accompanied him on his paper round? Rio: No, I'm not losing beauty-sleep for that Rio: but I will pretend to, that's a good idea Buster: You should get some actual sleep then Rio: no Buster: Behave, by the time you get home it'll almost be time to leave again Rio: but if I'm bad, you'll have to come get me sooner, right? Buster: Keep doing what you're told, you know that's what'll get you what you want the soonest Rio: Alright, I'll try Rio: even though I feel drunker than I am 'cos of all this Rio: high, like Buster: Me too Buster: The way I feel now, I reckon I could stay awake the full week I'm here and not have any regrets about it Rio: like I literally wanna be with you all the time Rio: I missed so much time with you already Buster: Fuck it, we'll stay up Buster: You're better than a load of lines, I won't even need 'em Rio: we can get 'em, if you want Buster: Do you want to? Rio: I'm not just saying no, like Rio: might need 'em, could be fun Buster: Okay Rio: Ryan'll get it, give him a shout when we wanna Buster: 'Course he will Rio: ? Buster: The cunt thinks he's in love with you, you do know that, yeah? Rio: he's just full-on Rio: probably all the coke Buster: No, he's full on and in love with you Rio: he can't be, we've barely had a 1x1 chat in our lives Buster: Like I said, he thinks he is Buster: He don't have to know you well for that Rio: well anyway, he gets decent gear, that's all that matters, yeah Buster: So I won't beat the shit out of him until after he's handed it over, fine Rio: your schedule is too full to be beating up anyone, 'scuse you Buster: It'll barely take a second Rio: second too long, sorry Rio: I'm that needy Buster: Is Edie asleep yet? Rio: Lemme see Rio: you know when you 👀 someone too hard and it's like they feel it then they're 👀 right back Rio: she always does that, so gotta be sneaky about it Buster: I always thought Nance or Junior were doing that but every time they were actually just sleeping Rio: Seriously Rio: slightly worrying how much they could sleep through Rio: but also good to know 😏 Buster: It only seems like they slept shit loads 'cause we never did Buster: I was fighting it until the last second so I could spend more of them with you Rio: Me too Rio: I don't even feel like that kid anymore, most of the time, thinking about what you said Rio: maybe it doesn't mater but I know I miss it, shit was simpler, if not perfect Buster: It's alright, I remember her, in spite of what I said, and I know she's not gone Rio: Maybe Rio: I think Eds is asleep Buster: Definitely, when you smile at me it's the same one Rio: You'll make me emotional Buster: I don't mean to Rio: I know Rio: just not used to this Buster: What? Rio: It just isn't like this, wasn't Rio: it's just been different, with any boyfriend I've had Buster: Different how? Rio: It's hard to explain Rio: like, they're nice but it's like, shallow, surface level Buster: You don't have to explain, I know what lads are like Rio: more than that though Rio: like it just didn't mean very much to me Buster: You wanted to hear it from me Buster: I'm sorry that I made you wait until tonight Rio: It was worth the wait Buster: You are Rio: You're special Buster: You'll make me emotional Rio: It's okay, baby Buster: I'm not used to feeling any of this Rio: me either Rio: we can slow down if we need Buster: No, I'm not gonna fuck this up Rio: You won't Buster: I can't Rio: No, you can't Buster: I won't lose you again Buster: I wouldn't be able to handle it Rio: Buster, it won't happen, I can promise that Rio: that is the last thing I want, I couldn't want anything less Buster: I'll make sure you don't ever want that to happen Rio: likewise Rio: you won't need anyone else for anything Buster: Unless I wanna have a fight, like Rio: you don't think I can hold my own? how rude Buster: I taught you everything you know, 'course you could Rio: maybe I learnt some new moves since Rio: try me 👊💋 Buster: Well there's no danger of you throwing a newspaper at me, you already told me you haven't been out delivering Rio: Oh my God, it's not MY paper round, let me live 🙄😂 Buster: Get a better boyfriend and I will Rio: I've told you I'm dumping him Buster: Yeah Rio: You really want me to get another one, yeah? Buster: Don't Rio: I don't want another boyfriend, you know that Buster: Nobody but me Rio: No one else, ever Buster: I've deleted them all Buster: Every girl I was talking to before Rio: I love you Buster: I need you Buster: It has to be you Rio: It's me Rio: I'm for you and that won't change Rio: 'cos I always have been Buster: It's not just that I've not felt like this before, it's that I know I won't ever again Buster: For anyone but you Rio: That's how I feel too Buster: If I have to lie every weekend to come back and make this work, I will Rio: There must be a decent excuse Rio: some school-related bullshit that they'll approve of Rio: I'll put my less sleepy more sober brain to it Buster: Me too Rio: what are you doing, are you in bed? Buster: [a bed selfie that he doesn't mean to look adorable in but does cos snuggly] Rio: oh Rio: why are you so sweet Buster: Am I? Rio: 👼 Rio: that's what you look like rn Buster: Well then, I could say I'm going to your nan's church every Sunday Rio: 😂 it's well believable you've found God Rio: if you were actually a good boy she'd probably 💀💀 so double win Buster: Yeah cheers, I've had a religious experience Buster: Now I know what heaven feels like and how hot angels are, I'm converted Rio: Shut up 😏 Rio: God really does do it for 'em, though Rio: they all compete over who can make the best cakes for pastor Rio: dread to think how many of 'em he's having affairs with Buster: Or seeing someone who is everything they'd disapprove of, that's what I'd do if I was him Rio: I don't think you should change your career plans, babe Buster: Religion is less of a career, more of a hobby Rio: is if you're faking it Rio: wonder if they'd go in for that on your uni apps though Buster: Definitely would Rio: you're welcome Rio: +points for multiculturalism if you go to my nan's church Buster: I'll see you there Rio: what's in it for me? Buster: Getting to share a hymn book with me Rio: 🤔 Rio: tempting, I'll definitely think about it Buster: Tempting is me in my church clothes, obviously Rio: Okay, I can't deny that Rio: you looked so good today Buster: You look so fucking good every time I see you Buster: But you should post more, it's really frustrating when you don't Rio: Yeah? Rio: How frustrating? Buster: As frustrating as when you walked away from me earlier and I wasn't allowed to stop you Rio: That bad Rio: that was like Rio: painful how much I didn't want to Buster: Almost as bad as dancing Buster: It's painful any time I can't look at you or touch you Rio: I just wanted to dance with you like anyone else could dance with their partner Rio: but more, obviously Buster: We'll go out before I leave Buster: Do it properly Rio: then we can dance EXACTLY how I wanna Rio: which will be way more frustrating but then we can find some dark corner and you can do something about it Buster: Like I said, I'm having a religious experience Buster: 'Cause that sounds like heaven to me Rio: I can be your angel Rio: if you keep blessing me Buster: You are Rio: You're fucking godlike, baby Buster: If I had the power, you'd be here with me right now Rio: I can be Rio: I can't speak to you Rio: still in the car Rio: but you can give me your sermon, like Buster: Everyone's definitely asleep, yeah? Rio: except the driver Buster: Well yeah, but if his eyes ain't on the road, you're at risk of more than getting caught Rio: He's not looking at me Buster: Good Rio: Please, daddy Rio: let me hear your voice Buster: [we calling and we all know what's up and that it'll be fire so that driver better be chill] Rio: [Ali will be keeping a motherly snoozy eye really she's not that shwasted and irresponsible] Buster: [we love you gal] Rio: [no shame from you two though, from the off] Buster: [literally start as you mean to go on, running so JJ can walk tbh] Rio: [tbh x2] Buster: [you've felt bad about it for long enough lads, I don't blame you for having no shame now] Rio: [you can feel bad when everyone finds out, for now the secret is yours lads] Buster: [they gotta eventually fall asleep together on this phone because literally their thing, we'll wake you when you get home gal] Rio: [absolutely Buster: [do we wanna do our skip in this convo or a new one?] Rio: [hmm, let's do it in this one] Buster: [how are we even gonna lol] Rio: [maybe she hangs up when she gets home 'cos he's snoozing and she doesn't wanna wake him but that wakes him up?] Buster: [good idea] Buster: You're home Rio: Yes Rio: you're meant to be sleeping Buster: No, I'm meant to be staying awake with you Rio: it is unacceptable how perfect you look when you're asleep Rio: how dare you Buster: You look perfect whatever you're doing Buster: I'm not mad Rio: Good Rio: because I'd just hate to have to make it up to you 😋 Buster: I'm spoiling you, remember Buster: Not the other way round Rio: How could I forget when you're so good at it Buster: I won't let you Rio: how did you get me to sleep so fast Buster: Just that good, babe Buster: Like you said Rio: too good for anyone else Buster: Yeah Buster: They don't deserve me Rio: I'll do everything to keep being deserving Buster: You don't have to do anything Buster: You're just that good too Rio: 🥰 Buster: I'm so glad that I'm gonna be able to get to know you again Buster: Properly, like before Rio: It'll be good Rio: to have someone to really talk to and trust Buster: You don't feel like you have that? Rio: it's different Rio: like I have my friends and we can go out and have fun and talk about the day to day Rio: and I've got Mum and June and the girls Rio: but I look after them, I'm not bringing my shit to them, you know Buster: Yeah, I know what you mean Rio: just being the oldest, isn't it Rio: and moving somewhere late, when everyone's been friends for years, it's just not going to be that deep Buster: Exactly Rio: You get it Rio: you're the only childhood friend I have, really Buster: You've got Nance too though Buster: She's not constantly with your brother, to her dismay, like Rio: Yeah, that's true Rio: you know you're different Rio: in lots of ways, not just the obvious Buster: She's probably not secretly in love with you as well, granted Rio: 😂 Don't Rio: I know it doesn't make logical sense Rio: that it'd be the same Rio: but it wouldn't, it's weird to even think that about her Buster: It wouldn't be the same, like you said, in so many ways it can't be Buster: I've always felt like this about you and it's always made sense to me Buster: Why wouldn't I? Rio: I don't see why it's so bad Rio: if someone gets with their childhood sweetheart, people don't say it's fucked up 'cos they 'grew up together' Rio: that's why it's so lovely, you know Rio: we weren't in the same house, we weren't literally raised together day to day in the same way by the same people Rio: maybe I've just talked myself into thinking it's okay because I want it to be but I don't care Rio: if no one knows, no one is getting hurt Buster: It is okay, it's not like you're my sister Buster: That'd be fucked Buster: I saw you less than most people see their childhood friends, which you're right, nobody would have a problem with Buster: If you got with that kid who dared us to kiss, for example, everyone would think it was well sweet and he was a little cunt so Rio: Little cunt is a bit harsh but I see your point 😏 Buster: We've established your memory is unreliable Rio: You wish Buster: He wishes 'cause then you could've ended up with him Rio: I'll have to hunt him down and break the bad news Rio: god knows where he is Buster: Don't Buster: You'll only refuse to let me beat him up either Rio: You can't beat up everyone who's ever known me, babe Rio: I'll never see you Buster: Just the ones that fancy you Rio: Past tense Rio: unless he's really kept it going all these years, which would be slightly worrying Rio: in that case, you might have to Buster: Unless he's had a serious brain injury or a gay awakening it'd be present tense again as soon as you tracked him down Rio: you make me feel so Rio: good Rio: in all the ways Buster: You're flawless, I keep telling you Buster: Fucking beautiful, smart, hilarious, really caring, even to me when I was being a bigger cunt than that kid Rio: that doesn't mean I can handle that without melting into a mess of Rio: I don't even know Buster: I can easily handle carrying you, we also established that, so don't worry Rio: I want it Rio: carry me to the bathroom and take off my makeup because I can't be bothered Buster: Leave it, I'll do it for you for real Rio: You don't care the state I'll be if we do that? Buster: No, 'cause you won't be in one Buster: Flawless is flawless Rio: well, don't say you weren't warned then Buster: I don't need to be warned that your skin isn't naturally shimmery, I'm not an idiot Rio: You're perfect, that's what you are Buster: You do remember where I live, right? You wear less makeup than any other girl I've ever met Rio: 😂 Rio: so many girls at school I wanna politely come at with a makeup wipe Rio: less is  more Buster: I've literally had to throw shirts out and all we did was dance Rio: Don't get me started on the shades of tan Rio: I don't know who they think they're fooling with that orange orange Buster: Ava's gonna start on all this shit soon Buster: Fucking hell Buster: I actually won't have time to beat up any lads for you, sorry Rio: I understand Rio: you have a few years though Rio: get some practice in Buster: It's Chelsea, I'm lucky she ain't already started Rio: it's depressing really Buster: She shouldn't be growing up here Rio: it's not consolation to say I think it's much of a muchness everywhere but Rio: you just worry about them, regardless Rio: Billie don't wear makeup ever but it's not like she don't give me grief still Rio: just different ways Buster: Yeah Rio: not lecturing you though Rio: you know Rio: didn't have to beat up boys for Nance and it's still stressful, yeah Buster: I still do, just for different reasons Rio: That hasn't got any better then? Buster: No Rio: I thought she seemed pretty off Rio: she's gonna have to do something about it, or your parents are for her, a big something Rio: current approach clearly isn't cutting it and you can't be expected to shoulder that Buster: She won't do fuck all about it Buster: That's what our fight was about Rio: Ahh Rio: it can't be easy, like it won't be, whatever she has to do Rio: but neither can her day to day, surely Buster: 'Course it is, stop rolling over and taking it, easy as that Rio: for you Rio: if she knew how to do that, wouldn't even be an issue, like Buster: I've told her what to do Buster: If she stands up to them instead of being such an easy target, it'll stop Rio: some people just ain't made like that Rio: if she fucked it up, it'd make it worse, right? Buster: She's a McKenna we're all made like that Rio: My brother ain't like that either Buster: It's different for him Buster: Only having sisters and no proper dad Buster: He still wouldn't let anyone say or do the shit Nance is letting them get away with without at least getting your mum involved Rio: He isn't how he is because of any of that Rio: that's just who he is Rio: and he just chooses to not fully be that with outsiders so they have nothing to say Buster: Alright, I'm not having a go at him Buster: I can't when I'm as bad Rio: I know Rio: and I get the frustration at her, I really do Rio: just don't reckon going on the offensive with her is gonna help at this point is all Buster: She ain't talking to me so there's fuck all I can do anyway Rio: She will Rio: give her some space whilst she's here, she should chill Rio: and we can too Buster: I wasn't gonna invite her along with us, like Rio: Would be a bit rude Rio: and counterproductive to all our plans but Buster: Where are we going? Rio: everywhere worth going, obviously Rio: but tomorrow specifically Rio: 🤔 Buster: Today specifically by now Rio: Oh yeah Rio: God, I'm gonna be knackered Buster: I'll take care of you Buster: Starting with taking your makeup off Rio: maybe we could just pay for a cheap room somewhere Rio: spend the whole day just taking care of each other Rio: can always go somewhere in the PM Buster: It's not gonna be cheap, who am I? Buster: Do you want a pool, babe? Rio: It can't be that expensive or they won't let me in 😂 Rio: but we could splash out on a pool for a day, like Rio: my funds stretch that far Buster: You don't need any funds Buster: And shut up, you've never looked any less than 5 star worthy Rio: you can't pay for everything Buster: Yeah I can Rio: You know what I mean, boy Buster: I know you can't stop me Rio: Buster 😒 Buster: Baby Buster: We're not fighting about it Rio: I'll get us food and 🍾🥂 Rio: then I'll say okay Buster: I love you Rio: I love you Buster: Do you wanna sleep? We can set the same alarm and then I'll come pick you up Rio: We should, that's a good idea Buster: Or I could just leave now Rio: I could sneak you in Rio: but could you sneak out Buster: Again, who am I? Buster: There's nothing I can't do Buster: Especially when it's that easy Rio: You'll have to prove that you can keep quiet again 'cos there's no way we're leaving until you've fucked me Buster: With that kind of incentive I really can do anything Rio: 🥰 Rio: I'll be waiting then Rio: everyone here is dead to the world, will be for hours Buster: Have a nap, I'll wake you when I'm almost there Buster: Put your phone under your pillow, like Rio: Okay Rio: I'll try Buster: Good girl Rio: that doesn't make me wanna leave you Buster: Shhh Buster: Close your eyes Rio: I mean, you can't make me Rio: 😋🤭 Buster: Not yet Buster: But if you know what will happen Rio: We are supposed to be quiet, you're right Rio: if you're not up to punishing me and keeping me quiet, then I'll just have to be good Buster: Don't underestimate me Rio: Never Rio: I'm just telling you what I want Buster: I ain't forgotten Rio: 😶 me Rio: I'll be good now Buster: Yeah? Buster: 'Cause if I have to call you right now and tell you to be, you're in actual trouble so Buster: Really think about that Rio: 😖 Rio: best behaviour Rio: gonna really think about what I've done Rio: how to make it up to you Buster: You've got loads of time Rio: tell me about it Buster: [does tell her about how she can make it up to him in glorious detail obviously] Rio: FUCK Rio: be here so I can be really, really nice to you Buster: On my way Rio: but Buster: I know, this is why you need to sleep, then it'll feel like I'm there sooner Rio: but won't you be lonely without me, daddy? Buster: Yeah but before tonight I always was Buster: I can handle it Rio: I hate that Buster: It's okay Rio: no Rio: but it will be, from tonight Buster: Rio, listen, you can't promise me that and you don't have to Buster: I can handle it, I don't want easy, remember, and neither do you Rio: Maybe I can't Rio: but you won't be lonely, I can promise that Buster: You can't stay up forever, you know Rio: neither can you Buster: I'll sleep when I'm back Rio: I can keep up with you Rio: you said as much Buster: Yeah, I did Rio: There we go then Rio: don't fight me, babe Buster: How else am I gonna see those new moves you mentioned? Rio: we can fight like that Rio: just don't be mean to me Buster: I'll be nice Buster: You'll see Rio: but me first Rio: you've earnt it Buster: So have you Buster: And I'm stronger than you Rio: 🤤 Rio: can't be mad about that Buster: You won't be Rio: you make me feel small Rio: in a good way Rio: safe Buster: Good Buster: 'Cause you are safe Rio: Of course Rio: no reason I wouldn't be Rio: but it's still a nice feeling Buster: Like how you make me feel less alone Buster: I wasn't technically Rio: Yeah Rio: it's just Rio: right Rio: I've had boyfriends, so I can say Rio: it doesn't feel like this, just because of that title, supposed closeness Buster: I don't need a girlfriend to know it's right Rio: I wouldn't like that Rio: if you did Buster: Me either Buster: But I know that's what some people would say, if they found out Rio: it's not like you haven't slept with other girls though Buster: That's different to giving a shit about other girls though Rio: I guess Rio: but how much did I, how much do most people our age Buster: You care about everyone Buster: It's not just part of your night same as having another drink or line Rio: but I care about you more than I have any of them, that's my point Buster: And mine is, from on outside perspective it looks like you've tried harder than me Rio: I get it Rio: you can try Rio: like that Rio: if you want Buster: No Rio: I'm just saying Rio: if you need to Buster: Don't say things like that Rio: I have to Rio: I'm not going to let you not be sure Buster: You think I'm not? Rio: No, I think you are Rio: but I need you to know you've got the opportunity to test it, if you do need it, at any point Buster: I need you, that's all Rio: Okay Buster: Yeah, it is Buster: I'm not gonna change my mind and nobody's gonna change it for me Rio: I won't either Rio: I love you Buster: Your name was there among the first load of words I ever learned, don't forget that Buster: I've loved you my whole life Rio: you'll make me cry Buster: Don't cry, I'll shut up Rio: Don't Rio: you say all the things I wanna hear Buster: I wanna make you happy Rio: you do Rio: this is Rio: beyond happy Buster: No crying then Rio: I can't help it, baby Buster: I know but I can't hold you yet Rio: I won't cry when I see you Buster: You're only allowed to do that kind of shit when you're walking down the aisle Rio: Understood Buster: If we can't get married, you can't cry when you see me Rio: unfair Rio: but not your fault Buster: Yeah it is, I really want all the presents Rio: 😂 Rio: Exactly Buster: Not to mention, if you look that fucking good as a guest Rio: That's just dangerous Rio: less trying not to cry, more dying to get back down the aisle as quick as humanly possible 😍 Buster: I'm fine with dangerous, you know that Rio: I will not be fine with keeping my hands off you Buster: So touch me Rio: in front of the lord and the pastor? Rio: not to mention the guests Buster: I don't care Buster: Do it Buster: Whatever you want Rio: oh Rio: that's fucking hot Buster: It feels like ages since we last touched each other, which is bullshit 'cause before tonight it'd been years, and every part of me knows that, but Buster: I hate that I'm not already there Rio: It's true, it's hard to stop once you start something Rio: especially when that something feels as perfect as this does Buster: I'm gonna have to just live here Rio: If only Buster: You'll hide me, yeah? Rio: of course Rio: you know Chelsea will miss you too hard Buster: Clear out under your bed, like Buster: 'Course, I'm all that place has going for it Buster: Other than the coke being decent and abundant, I'll give 'em that Rio: and your school Rio: even if our system is better Rio: does any school here have the same 'connections' 🤔 Buster: They can get a new Head Boy and I can succeed anywhere Buster: Even catholic Rio: 'course Rio: you're a very good boy, after all Buster: I look like one anyway Rio: 👼 Rio: Okay Rio: come live in my bed Rio: under it Buster: Okay Buster: Sneak me in Rio: You're here? Rio: 🤩🤩🤩 Buster: I mean, I could have the wrong farmhouse, it's been a while Rio: I know you wanna see Dan that bad but that's really mean, babe Buster: Fuck's sake, he's literally the boy next door Buster: Hilarious Rio: I'm so glad you think so Rio: dunno if it counts as the trope if there's a shit ton of farmland between Buster: You really did want that love story, yeah? Rio: Shh Rio: I want you Buster: Make me Buster: 'Cause I want you so bad right now Rio: [Let him in gal] Buster: [don't give them away 🐈s we sneaking] Rio: [at least like Crim, they probably shout all the time for no real reason lol] Buster: [yeah always playing and chasing each other and being cray] Rio: [live for that danger] Buster: [we all know it because there's no way he's not making out with her the second she appears like just wait boy] Rio: [at least your mother is drunk and your sibs will be asleep/could think it was her boyf like mind ya business for a sec everyone] Buster: [Ali is probably asleep too at this point like it's gotta be early AM af] Rio: [we ain't having y'all get caught this quick lol] Buster: [imagine lol #gameover] Rio: [by the grace of god, you're so extra always] Buster: [literally carrying her upstairs as we speak so we rest our case] Rio: [live your best life lads] Buster: [is gonna actually take her makeup off for her and it'll be such a MOMENT bye] Rio: [the intimacy, bye] Buster: [when you do still look beautiful af though he's not even just hyping you] Rio: [like you never wear foundation or any shenanigans 'cos don't need] Buster: [we all know that moment will turn into him kissing her everywhere ever which will turn into every Simon x Alisha gifset ever] Rio: [god bless, get you a man] Buster: [it makes me lol like I don't remember it being such a thing when I watched the show but he's just always doing it appaz] Rio: [when you about that life] Buster: [Buster is so thanks for that blessed content] Rio: [I want 'em to fall asleep for a hot sec for that risk of peeps waking up for the day, like they should be fine but just 'cos 1. it's cute 2. we playing with fire always] Buster: [1000% approve for all those reasons and also it's believable like they literally have not slept and are drunk so] Rio: [exactly] Buster: [we know y'all are exhausting yourself with your antics] Rio: [only so hard you can front] Buster: [The effort of trying to be quiet in itself would kill you both so] Rio: [chatty caths] Buster: [mhmm] Rio: [when you can feasibly make more noise than him 'cos it could be Daniel so you're shamelessly using that to your advantage like you know he ain't gonna get you back later] Buster: [the perils of that posh boy accent] Rio: [loling imagining one of 'em like ew but typical and then being like wait...is that] Buster: [you're not getting rumbled today boy shut your mouth] Rio: [you can and will go ham in the hotel] Buster: [and it'll be fancy and you'll live your best lives just try not to break the bed as you have a habit of doing] Rio: [start as you mean to go on I reckon] Buster: [what do you think should wake them up like a toilet flush or something so you think its later in the morning than it is?] Rio: [that sounds legit and the kinda thing that would make you panic] Buster: [I know it's a big secret and everything but fairplay for waking up cos I would not] Rio: [lol hard same] Buster: [at least they can look at their phones and realise it's not 10am or whatever time they think it is and calm down] Rio: [back to not giving a fuck real quick] Buster: [should we let them go back to sleep or make them leave?] Rio: [I vote it's late enough that you could go get coffee n breakfast somewhere before you can check in] Buster: [and it feels like a mood to be like let's leave rn if they were shooketh and don't wanna risk it happening again if they fall back asleep] Rio: [exactly, you may as well tbh] Buster: [have a sleepy snuggle whilst you're doing the longest car ride back to civilisation lol] Rio: [that'll be a nice moment] Buster: [all the softness forever thank you] Rio: [nice throwback to the very first time we did 'em and they had that soft af coffee morning] Buster: [yaaaas but you don't have to wear Nance's clothes this time babe, you're welcome] Rio: [would be a very weird flex] Buster: [Christ knows what Buster is wearing though cos he would've got changed after the wedding when he went home but I doubt it was into a lewk because you were meant to be sleeping and I doubt even more than you got changed again before you then left your gaff] Rio: [we keeping it casual today] Buster: [we know they both look great anyway] Rio: [when do they not] Buster: [it's rude] Rio: [no wonder you lowkey wanna repopulate the earth] Buster: [love it for you] Rio: [think they have the most kids now p sure] Buster: [they do though gutted its not the 11 you OG wanted lads but it is still more than Ali which was the goal so] Rio: [we not falling into that trap again lol] Buster: [unless a face is literally perfect we mustn't] Rio: [cheeky gal] Buster: [do we want anything to specifically happen that we need to write down or do you just wanna leave this here like] Rio: [we can probably skip I reckon]

[askfreddiemercury]

in the closet: the calm before the storm: the end

(Yes, another random ass Johnny Cash song, just to end this all off 😁 Not the version I like but good enough.)

Will would you looky here? The final part of my story, now first I want to say that this final part might feel really really lack luster and yeah it totally does.

But I spent way too much time slacking off and I had to get this finished, don’t you fret however because I have two more stories (the end of this part hints at the next one, I will also be uploading the basic summaries of said stories and I hope they will go on like this did.)

So, wheater or not you enjoyed this stories or acknowledged it, I’m glad so many (hopefully not just out of pitty) enjoyed this and much as I did writing it.

The pictures here do have some problems as I couldn’t find any good mods for Freddie in his current condition in the story.

~~~~~

A week later, I’m finally released from the hospital! Woohoo! Time to just sit around until we get out of here, fun. Since then the guys have been looking for a new place to live, just don’t think too hard about how we got that much money, just- Shhh…

Jim: How are you feeling today?

Freddie: Fantastic.

Jim: Oh really?

Freddie: Mmhmm, my ankle, and arm may be a bit mashed up but I have a good feeling that we might be out of here pretty soon.

Roger: I swear to god if you’ve been hiding your powers all this time, Freddie, I’m going to smack you.

Even if I did hide my powers they’d pop back out just as soon as I hide them, it’s taken a couple of tries just to get the perfect method.

Freddie: Why would I ever do that to you guys? That’s tasteless, Roger. I like all of you.

Roger: Hm.

He lays down in the back seat of the car and Jim decides to break the car, hard, making Roger slide forward.

Roger: Fuck! What the hell is wrong with you people?!

Jim: Take that back.

Roger: Ok ok, damn...

~~~~~

I went into the bathroom and just stared at myself like some cheap drama movie, I look into my left eye and then my right which has turned a light brown at this point, I can’t see jack out of it anymore. I’ll miss that eye.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

John: Fred? What are you doing in there?

Freddie: Go away I’m monologuing.

John: Well, could you stop and get out? Some people actually need to use the bathroom.

So as I was saying, oh, I guess I did finish what I was saying.

Freddie: Ok ok I’ll get out.

The door opens and I move past John.

John: Uh, shouldn’t you be resting?

Freddie: That’s boring, I just want to get us safely back home so that’s what I have to have on my mind all day.

Jim: No, you should be resting.

Jim comes on over and picks me up gently taking me back to our bedroom, I can protest as much as I want but he isn’t having it. I’m not dying anymore, I just have a broken arm and ankle, I guess I did give them quite a fright.

Freddie: You pamper me too much, darling.

Jim: I’m just trying to make sure you don’t hurt yourself, you may look ok but I know that you’re not.

He sets me on the bed and sighs before sitting down.

Jim: You’ll get us home, right?

Freddie: I made a promise to all of you and I intend to keep it, yes, I will get us home so help me.

Jim: Hehe, take your time this time, we’re in no real rush anymore.

Freddie: How can you be sure?

Jim: Gut feeling is all.

Hmp, gut feeling… I can take care of myself just fine (ignore how bad I got beat, ok?). Everyone’s been so worried about me lately and I don’t get it, maybe it’s because I’m a little dependent on others sure but I’m fully capable of doing most things myself. I guess that’s why most people wonder where my son got most of his act from, oh how they laugh (makes me wonder just how Jimi is doing, good I hope, since the alternative world I imagined him in turned out to be real and all).

Freddie: You treat me too much like a child, Jim, it’s not very nice. It hurts really.

Jim: Are you saying I’m calling you dumb? I’m not saying that at all, or does everyone make you feel that way? I mean you don’t really know how to do most simple things, Freddie, we-

I give him another angry look and he coughs.

Jim: Maybe we do after all. Tell you what, once we get back, and maybe take a really good nap, I’ll take you anywhere you want and everything is on me. If your wounds heal quickly too.

Freddie: I make my point.

Jim: You know how much I love you and want to make sure you’re comfortable, ok, I’ll slow down and back away. If that’s what you want.

I nod.

Jim: Ok, I’ll leave you to yourself.

He gets up and leaves the room, I wasn’t too hard on him was I? Did I do the right thing? Say something, will you? I know you’re there, oh forget it. I take a few deep breaths and focus that weird time traveling energy onto a flower, please go away! Do it! The flower is surrounded by a bright light and disappears. I’m doing it!

~~~~~

//present day\\

The flower gently falls onto a countertop from the opening of a small portal (yes, portal) in front of Joe.

Joe: Woah, that’s still so fucking cool… Hey, Peter! I think the guys are coming back pretty soon!

Peter: Really?! That’s good, I wonder what happened that’s kept them for this long. I hope they’re all doing ok.

~~~~~

I’m not sure where these items are going but I hope they’re going somewhere good.

Freddie: Jim! Could you get the others? I think I’m ready to take us home.

Jim: That’s wonderful, I'll tell them.

He calls from the other side of the door. I look down at my left hand, there are many tiny scars from my journey through those rocks and the sewer behind the hospital I escaped from. I can’t say I’ll miss this place it did try to kill me after all. I just want to go home, rest up, and do nothing.

Jim opens the bedroom door with the others behind him. He helps me up and the guys stand around us.

Roger: Alrighty, let’s go.

~~~~~

Joe: You’re seeing that too right?

Peter: The portal sure is bigger than last time, what are they bringing through?

The guys fall through first, all landing on one another, and lastly Jim lands on them with me in his arms.

Brian: Fuck..

Roger: I wish going through that was easier…

John: Ah you’re all crushing me! Get off..!

Poor John says breathily from under all of us.

Jim: Sorry sorry.

Joe: Freddie, what happened to you?

Freddie: Long story short, I almost died, but I’m ok now. At least I will be in a couple of days.

Peter: Oh good, people have been awfully worried about you guys. Where have you been?

Roger: The fifties.

Peter: Oh.

Joe: Did Freddie just say he almost died?

Jim: Don’t focus too much on that, let’s we’re trying to pretend that didn’t happen.

Peter: Well, welcome back guys!

~~~~~

By the time me and Jim head to bed, I notice my ankle and arm are feeling great and my right eye is clearing up too! I do a small dance in front of the mirror and walk out, seeing Jim, reading…

Freddie: Really? This is the first thing you do?

Jim: Yes. I have to catch up with this book, I barely remember where I left off so I decided to start over.

Now I kinda wish we were still back in the past because, at least, he wasn’t being boring. He signals me to come on over to bed.

Jim: You’ll be fine, just image you’re in a time without me, before you met me.

Freddie: Yeah, that was boring… I was completely miserable…

He closes his book.

Jim: That bad, huh?

Freddie: Definitely, that’s why I say I wouldn’t have our lives any other way, I love you with all my heart and I wouldn’t change a thing.

Jim: I wouldn’t have it any other way either. Let’s get some sleep then.

~~~~~

Go on and show him what he missing, I hope he won’t hate me for this, but I’ll completely understand if he decides to return this to me.

This thing is awfully dangerous, I gave it to him for free too. Oh, please take him somewhere familiar and not somewhere dangerous, thank you.

[crossdressingdeath]

#this is heartbreakingggggg#and something that i'm sure he and James could bond over if given the chance#support group for children whose parents tried to kill them: Will James and Violet#the reread especially drove this home#all those references in Will's unreliable narration to ''run''#and us thinking that she said it to him#for him to run and hide and protect himself from the people trying to hurt him#when really she was warning their attackers to run FROM HIM after trying to KILL HIM HERSELF in her dying moments#and Will just#constantly thinking about it#never looking close enough to acknowledge what it was because the truth hurts so much#that his mother didn't love him#she never loved him#in the end she wished that she had killed him sooner and what had he done to deserve it?#what had he done to indicate that he was still Sarcean and not his own person with the potential for light inside of him?#did she ever look at him and try to actually see HIM? or did she only ever allow herself to see the spectre of ancient darkness?#everything hurts and nothing is okay thanks#ps i have a discord server if you wanna come yell with us (@clotpolesonly)

God, yeah, in hindsight Will constantly remembering his mother saying "run" is so much because while on the first read you think nothing of it on a second read it's like... she hated and feared him so much that she tried to protect the group that was in the process of murdering her from him. She raised him, and still thought he was dangerous enough that the people killing her deserved her support more than he did! She died cursing this child who (as far as we know) had never been anything but a loyal and loving son rather than the people who murdered her!

What really haunts me about Eleanor's death is that we have no way of knowing whether or not this was always the plan, and we likely never will. Like, does she try to kill him in a moment of weakness while she's dying, suddenly terrified that it really is inevitable that he'll turn evil? Or did she always intend to kill him, and was just waiting for him to be old enough that she wouldn't feel guilty about murdering a child?

Oh, also the other thing that haunts me, while I'm in the process of making everything worse: she makes him promise not to hurt her children. And the issue with this for me is threefold. First, she makes him promise this after she's already tried to kill him; lady, if you're going to make someone make that promise maybe don't give them an actual reason to want to hurt you first? Especially since as far as I can tell Will didn't know she had children before she brought them up. Second, it's... I know she might have been kind of delirious what with the whole "actively dying" thing, but either Will is the sort of evil who would murder a ten year old, in which case he's very unlikely to say "Hm, well, I was going to kill you but I promised not to, so I guess I'll leave you alone" and just leave Katherine and Elizabeth be, making the promise kind of pointless... or he's the type who would keep a promise made to the woman who just tried to murder him, in which case he's probably not particularly down for child murder anyway. Basically if Eleanor thinks that making Will promise not to hurt her children (her real children; don't you just love how with her last breaths Will's mother tells him he's not her son? I wish to see him and James bond over their parents telling them they're not their children in the next book please) is going to accomplish anything then there's no reason for her to make him promise not to hurt them because he probably wouldn't anyway.

Also! The best part! Recall that the Blood of the Lady is destined to kill the Dark King! So when Eleanor makes Will promise not to hurt her children, she's not just making him promise not to hunt them down and murder them; she's also kinda making him promise to let them kill him without a fight when the time comes, since fighting back would involve hurting them! And I will be shocked if the fact that as far as the side of Light (or at least the old guard of it) is concerned the only heroic thing Will and James can do is die without a fight regardless of whether or not they've done anything to provoke attacks against them doesn't come up in the next book, but also I suspect that that promise is at least part of the reason why Will fully intended to just let Katherine kill him without any attempt to defend himself until she decided to try to use the sword that he specifically and repeatedly tried to warn her would kill her to do it. Also the fact that Katherine immediately tries to kill him based on one overheard conversation and him saving her life in a way that didn't come off as suitably heroic is a whole thing, but that's a subject for another post.

Don't mind me, thinking about how Will's mother trying to kill him means that in sixteen years of raising him she didn't see a single thing in him that she loved and trusted enough to override her fear and hate of the man he once was and has no memory of being and who she never even met even enough to not try to kill him and how even though Will had been nothing but kind to her and had just saved her life that wasn't enough for Katherine to not try to kill him even though she barely knew who the Dark King was and how when Will says that he can't trust anyone who knows the truth he means that they tend to try to kill them but probably also that no matter how much love or affection or fondness they seem to have for him it will immediately turn to hatred the moment they have to consider what he is when he has no control over that and has never done anything to suggest that he might be anything like the Dark King of old and I am having a lot of emotions about this book send help.

[jocy-diaries]

04.11.2022 - 4.15.2022

I didn't take Lexapro for two days and then my brain shook. Freaking weird. I must say though, I freaked out for a whole half hour today because my dnd character commissions came in~ My baby Lynne looks amazing!!!!

Well. Work went well. Oh yeah I totally stuck it to one of the guys on my team by sticking to what I believed in!! Proud of myself for that. I'm officially nine months locd~ I'm trying to eat these spicy shrimp Crackers my sister got me and...it's spicy....I can't.

Also... I know that I watched Human Centipede. ...But I don't remember with who... I remember there was a guy there but I can't remember when or where or what... It's actually really bothering me. OTV girls were talking about it and like. It brought up a memory that I forgot.

Well you know what, I was going to do this as a weekly thing, but turns out the camera from this phone ain't bad either. So I'm gonna keep being obnoxious and keep this as a diary :3c Gonna have to install those emoji faves again though, they were too cute and I miss them~

My sibling wants to do the Meow Wolf's trip around their birthday and like...I hope they know that if that's the case they aren't getting anything for their birthday from me lol. I'm kidding but still, this trip is a sibling get together (at my expense) so I hope they do take advantage of that like they do with father...

Still really looking into real estate, not as much with bitcoin tho. Someone tried to spam me on Instagram lol like you wish. And I tried to put them down easily and they got angry! Like bitch I will kill you shut up.

Okay so like. For one of the possible DnDs I'll be in I kinda want my character to be a Paladin with Oath of the watchers because she's very much a protector kind of person but like. I would be playing too hard into the stereotype I think. She's just a kid who got put too much responsibility on her shoulders, a Katara-like character who's the mother of the group. So I'm wondering if I do go that route for her, what can I do to make her break or make her normal...

I'm also following a lot of investor types on Instagram and one of them actually followed back. Thing is though, I keep on thinking of it as get rich quick things while really they should be long term investments but that's blah to me. Hm... The account actually followed me back so maybe I can ask...

I don't know why I stayed up so late tonight. I could have gone to bed and not eaten so late but I didn't.... And I'm getting comfortable again. I can imagine staying at this job, getting a place to live, and taking yearly trips for the rest of my life. Which means something is about to change. The best thing I can think to do is to get ahead of the change before I reach the edge of my comfort zone. Be better.

It is now Wednesday and for the whole time I've flinched at the thought of my name. It's good for Work but I'm hating the idea of giving the people I do DnD with my real name eventhough I wouldn't mind having them call me something other than Jinx or my character name... Jocy works, but she's not officially me, you know? I have such a hate-compromise relationship with my name...

When yous et up a meeting and the people for it are like "Why are we here again?" Did you not read the fucking email I sent RIGHT BEFORE THE INVITATION???? Did you read the fucking email my dude?????? FUCK

Okay now I'm wondering... Was Bast pissed with me because I didn't get a tattoo with her symbol yet? Is that what this is about?? I wanted to get it once I got an apartment so I wouldn't have to worry about my parents seeing, but it did happen right after I decided to hold off on it. Now I kinda wanna get it...

Anywho. On Tuesday after work one of the people from DnD told me about their character and campaign and I'm loving the stories, it's so creative. He shared his DnD books with me and I'm super grateful, and he said he was willing to help me develop character backstories~ Admittedly I messed up with Lynne because I didn't have the time to think on it, but I know how to make characters. Just you wait.

Then on Wendesday I stayed up late to watch a movie, The Witch Part 1 Subversion and ohmhgosh I'm so glad I did. I knew it would be good and it really really was~ It got me thinking that if I created the perfect creature, I would be fine with it killing me. I've already got 100% result, I'm good to die now and to die at your hands my beloved creature would be a privilege~

Also. My coworkers are excited for me to go to Italy!! Which is hyping me up to go even more!! It feels silly but I'm really so glad I get to work with them. If I had to work only under the one boss lady I probably would have joined another company, but they are making the job so fun and great for me. Super grateful.

And okay I've gotta figure out what to do for Easter. Maybe I'll just make bread with my sister and ask her to choose a deity to present it to. I want her to believe in something, even if it's of her own creation. Of course I know who I'll dedicate my bread to~

Okay so mother made some inane comment about how we followed her request and therefore honored her by cleaning the house. So I'm moving out in August :) Honestly that was the last straw lol

I'm fucking dying Scoob... My cramps are so bad today, they're usually not this annoying. But at least I got to play DnD~ The regular game was canceled so someone made a one shot dungeon crawl for us and it was a lot of fun! I played a rogue~ And I gotta say, I'm low-key attached to the character now. I'm keeping her. And since that was one character too many, I had to pay for a DnD Beyond subscription. Worth it though, now I get to make more characters~