#im glad i didnt. im glad the person he first burnt was me. im glad i mitigated some of the damage he couldve done to my other friends

[britneyshakespeare]

i told the last of my friends who didn't yet know today about the guy ive been writing extremely angsty personal posts about for the last month, who came to me yesterday with his fake ass apology, and all of them were really supportive. it felt a hell of a lot better than just telling him off myself (in fact i actually hated that part. who said getting stuff off your chest feels good? not if your fucking afraid of the person you're saying it all to.) anyway i love my friends so much

[ipegchangbin]

the tag limit is literally preventing me from pouring out the sheer amount of love that i have for this piece. sorry in advance for being insane; but miu, god, thank you for writing this.

spoilers and ramble ahead i am So Sorry

for reference: im sat a few meters away from a construction site (ik, very random) hunched over in pure disbelief. one, of course i loved it. two, oh my god, i love it so much.

its been a while since a piece of fiction actually dug into my heart the way that this did. it wasnt the sex within it (but damn that smut was sexy), it wasnt just the characters (but they felt real, like this “bouncer seo changbin” was a real entity separate from the person hes based on), it wasnt just the plot (how do you make a darkfic like this feel so refreshing?). it was the culmination of everything, from your writing prowess that i could praise for hours, down to the little bits of this fic.

to say that this touched me is legit an understatement. its like this oddly enough came at the right time. im at a spot in my life where a lot of things are going on and its too much, and im glad i took this one moment to rest and read through this fic thats been on my reading list. i saw myself in y/n, the way she navigated through a dull life, the shocks and surges of emotions bouncing between “do i deserve this?” and “why do i feel so safe?” and everything else in between.

at the same time, i related a lot to changbin, and how fucking real he felt even if ive never done anything he did (for legal reasons, no, i have never murdered anyone and i have never burnt my house down). i felt the pain of shouldering too much, seeing too much, thinking im untouchable — but in the worst way possible. untouchable because i, and by extension, he thinks he doesnt deserve to be touched. when he started telling y/n that he doesnt deserve her either, that she has every single chance to run away from the evil that comes with him, i felt my heart aching because i was in his exact spot before.

but when y/n told him that she didnt care what he did, i literally felt like sobbing. theyre two sides of the same coin. and its like i just so happen to own the same coin, and i have it in the wallet i bring everywhere.

i dont really try to read too harshly because i dont want to misinterpret other peoples writing, especially for a masterpiece as beautiful as this. but wow. everything was just beautiful, and for the first time in a long time i just had to sit back. im trying to cry (i cant) because holy shit, this is so good

in conclusion: miu i loved this its my new favorite thing 100/10 im sorry for running my mouth have a nice day

DAYS OF CANDY. seo changbin

pair. bouncer! changbin x fem! reader (+ seungmin, chan, minho) | genre. slight gang activity, bad boy, infatuation at first sight, angst, smut | warnings. profanity, brief violence, depictions of toxic/abusive behavior, mentions of murder, mental struggle, age gap (unrelated to plot), unprotected sex, dirty talk, pet names, generally flawed characters | word count. 14.9k | in the same universe as route 66 and midnight diner but can be read as standalone.

synopsis. a lot of things happened in motel rooms, even more happened between him and girls like you, girls that ride on his bike and have him by the balls.

It was an ordinary night, when you made the wrong choice.

You’d heard of the reputation Route 66 had built for itself, knew how hard it was to get past the two infamous bouncers at the door, and of that one incident on the 16th of February, the one that made it on the news and forced the club to shut down for a whole month. The owner, Bang Chan, refused to give any statements, and the entire ordeal was soon forgotten, swept under the rug by people that refuse to acknowledge the existence of gang activity in their city.

You had a high school friend that worked there as a bartender, someone you’d been quite close to once, but drifted apart from when you first got together with your boyfriend. Minho still called you sometimes—he hated texts, hated how impersonal they were, and would rather hear your voice instead—just to see how you were doing, if you still worked at the same retail store you started at right after graduation, and that he hopes you’re doing okay, that he’s only a phone call away if you ever need him, and you know you can always just come visit me, right?

You knew that, wished you could say it was easy for you to do that, but that was merely denial talking. You worked a full time job that took up most of your time, and when you weren’t selling clothes, you were washing and folding them, you were consumed by a man that refused to let you take one step away from him, an apartment that felt more like a prison than a refuge. There had been a social life once, but that seemed lifetimes ago now, nothing but a distant dream. There had also been a time where your boyfriend was your whole world, and you’d love for nothing else but to be in his presence always, stuck to him like glue, but that had also withered away somewhere, and died. 

Freedom seemed like paradise now. Being alone, elsewhere—you prayed for it every night before going to bed, even in your sleep. It was detrimental that something gave, and soon. You wanted to call Minho again, wanted to ask how he was doing for once, and not the other way around. No more rushed interactions, or seething looks; hands as fists, skin on skin, anger as teeth—

There was a birthday party at Route, your boyfriend’s brother was turning twenty-eight, and had invited seemingly every person he ever came across. Of course, that wouldn’t run on 66; all who entered that door had to be handpicked especially by the two men guarding it, and that was no easy task. You’d been once, a quick drink with a coworker on a regular Thursday, which turned out to be a confessional session with Minho until two in the morning, at which point he declared you entirely too drunk to return home and left his shift early to take you to his house and let you sleep it off in his bed.

Lee Minho was a good friend. He cared for you like no other man had ever done in your life, and it was not an obvious thing for him. You had to earn his respect, his time; not everyone could do it, certainly not many were willing to, and even fewer actually succeeded. It was effortless with you because you actually tried, you took the extra mile, and you never demanded anything of him. You just were, orbiting around him, once a sun to his planet, now an old survival instinct. He had lost many family members over the years; you’d held his hand as his parents passed away, held him when he cried, stayed on the phone on graduation day as he told you he wouldn’t show up, and could you pick up his diploma for him?

Many times you wondered where it all went, how it came to this. He’d been your closest friend for so many years, but as you stare at your boyfriend already picking a fight with the brown-haired man you’d come to know as Kim Seungmin, you realize that you let him go—let it all go—for a stupid, stupid boy that had sucked the fucking life out of you, and could just not stop doing it to anyone he ever interacted with. You’d been so naive, so incredibly dumb. 

It made sense now, what you really had to do. But how you did it—that was your first mistake. You thought you were destined for a mundane life, an ordinary existence. No one could’ve prepared you for this.

“Say, should I call the cops on you, or fuck you up myself?” An extremely muscled man appeared through the underground bar’s entrance, black locks falling over his forehead, obscuring dark eyes. “I’ll be nice and make it your call.” 

He locked eyes with you for a single moment, before his hard face turned its attention back to your boyfriend currently gripping your arm so tight it felt like all blood circulation had stopped. His strong arms flexed, the skin veiny, rock solid in the white button up, and his chest looked ready to pop out of that black vest with the business tie, all formal, all currently stirring something incredibly dark within you.

If you had a voice, you’d beg him to make that call, plead with him for a chance at freedom. But you didn’t, you couldn’t possibly find it at that moment, as the other man flashed his gun discreetly, a deadly warning to your boyfriend’s ominous words. You had to give it to him, no matter how sick to your stomach it made you—he had ways to hurt people, ways to make them disappear. He liked hurting you the most, his precious girl. Sometimes in ways that couldn’t be visible to the naked eye.

“Time’s ticking, fuckface,” the seemingly older guy threatened, getting closer to his target’s face. You whimpered, looking down to hide your discomfort, but not before you noticed him studying the movement. “Let her go.”

“Fuck out of my face, before you regret it,” your boyfriend snarled back, and shook you forward, yet refusing to release you. “You go inside, find my brother and tell him these two assholes are giving me trouble.”

Brown-haired boy laughed as the other one smirked. “Are we giving him trouble, Seungmin?”

“I don’t believe so, Changbin.” But both guns were glinting in the night sky, their intentions clear.

Changbin stood with both arms crossed in front of him, menacing, terrifying. “We just wanna be your friend, pretty boy. Let the girl go, so we can chat and braid our hair, yeah?”

If he’d only loosen his grip, then you could tug and pull away. Your brain’s autopilot had been turned on since before you left the apartment, there were responses but no reactions, and you were pretty sure both men could tell you’d been through this many times before. You always made it very apparent, in hopes someone would finally help you, someone would dare. It wouldn’t always be like this, but you had to make it happen. The man’s attention on you whispered of many things, but freedom—freedom was the first one promised.

“You’re the funny one, aren’t you?”

The smirk widened, a hand resting on the metal against his rib. “Perhaps we should let the pretty thing next to you decide that one. Last warning.”

You saw the exact moment you vanished from your boyfriend’s mind, his touch leaving you at once, murder written across his face as he got close to the bouncer, a punch ready to land, the violence you were so accustomed to coming to a climax, finally, a firework taking flight, a missile bomb launching—

The sound of clicking, multiple gasps from behind you, and then you saw it. Smooth black underneath his jaw, Changbin’s finger on the trigger, head tilted, smile wicked, sinister, his friend mirroring him, standing a breath away, on the ready—they were going to shoot, they were going to do it, they’ve done it before, you can smell it off of them, the gunpowder, the crime, the sin. You almost reach out, but for what? You wouldn’t stop it, you didn’t care to. You’d let it happen and slip past his caving body to find Minho, to announce you were free, to drink yourself oblivious and swear you’d never again become prey for men to feast on.

The end, so close.

“Walk away before this gets ugly,” Changbin stated, contained anger and ice cold amusement both evident in his tone. “We turned away your entire entourage, there’s nothing for you here.”

“Johnny, maybe you should go—”

The malicious eyes were on you again, once beautiful, holding so much in them, and you remember yourself wishing you could drown in all of it, for as long as possible, until eternity ceased. You loved this man once, with all your heart, but he was nothing short of a stranger to you now, and if he had died just moments prior, the thought of being glad for it scared you to your fucking core.

What sort of person had you become next to him? No more.

“I should go?” he asked incredulously, and his lips curled. “Fuck it, stay here for all I fucking care. No one will ever come back for you, (Y/N),” he spat, pointing a single finger at you, already walking backwards, away from you, forever. “Remember that.”

Both bouncers moved in front of you, hiding you from your, now, ex boyfriend’s view once and for all. You hadn’t even realized how much you were shaking until Changbin reached a hand out to take your fingers in his, his touch warm, the rings he wore cool against your skin, a juxtaposition. The red neon signs above your head made you dizzy, the weight of what had just happened pushing on your shoulders, tearing you from the inside. Three years of your life, given to a man that had left you as quick as a bullet.

Perhaps you should’ve killed him yourself. Now the moment’s wasted, there will be other victims, more misery—and your stuff, all of your things were in that apartment. Who was going to retrieve them, where were you supposed to go?

Was this a bad idea? If you pushed past them, maybe you could yell out, try to reason…until you figured how crazy that sounded. Still, a sick part of you wasn’t ready to be abandoned by him, and could not stand the thought of being alone. Tears blurred your vision, and you squeezed Changbin’s hand one time, eager for direction.

“Is Minho working tonight?” you question quietly, the music from inside the bar slipping through the cracks of the steel door.

Seungmin had gone back to his post, profiling people and opening the door for them once he received their money. Changbin had pulled you to the side so gently you’d barely noticed you’d been moved. The metal was gone, and its owner was searching to meet your gaze, to ask if you were okay, but to no avail. Your eyes were glued on his boots, the leather of it, the shoelaces tying up to black pants that fit snugly around toned thighs. He was handsome, a faint thought that shouldn’t have crossed your mind at a time like this, but you couldn’t look past it, either. He smelled of amber and he’d just popped something in his mouth.

You look up just in time to make out the red of his lollipop. Raspberry. It clicked against his teeth as he sucked on it; you were so near to him the stick of it was grazing your lips. You faltered, and took a step back. He let you, but he never once let go of your hand.

“He’s not, sweet thing,” he replied softly, giving you a curve of a smile. Draped in red, he appeared dreamlike. “No one’s gonna hurt you, yeah? You’re safe with me.”

You nod, but you can barely hold his gaze. He chuckles, sensing your struggle. Your throat is dry, your heart in shambles; you could really use a drink or two, before you made another terrible mistake. You needed to call Minho, let him know of your situation. Perhaps he would understand, and let you stay at his place until you figured what to do with your belongings, and the lease on your name. You couldn’t risk going yourself, but Changbin, maybe, if you could find the guts to ask something like that of him—

It didn’t feel right to involve your other friends, the ones not related to weapons and abuse, the ones that will never know what has happened to you, what will always remain part of your story, no matter if you’ve escaped for the time being or forever. Johnny was the vengeful type, and he certainly would not let it go. Anger had made a monster out of him, and everyone would pay for your insubordination. He didn’t take well to change, certainly not when it involved you. It was simply a matter of time.

You took a deep breath, your chest rising and falling deeply. The bouncer in front of you rested his hands on your arms, rubbing soothingly there, waiting for you to speak, to tell him what to do.

“I have to go, I need to—I’ll—thank you,” you stumble through your words, turning to leave, hysteria bubbling in your chest, anxiety for what would become of you. “How could I ever repay what you did for me…”

“You can start with your name.”

Your eyes snapped to meet his. His mouth was moving, tongue rolling the lollipop around, and his hands dropped from your skin, as if he sensed how overwhelmed you felt. You were grateful for that small action, though a part of you wanted it, no, needed it, back. It felt grounding, real, like if it wasn’t there you’d float away somehow, incorporeal, a ghost. 

Before you can even think about it, your fingers reach for his forearm, and his warmth wraps around your bones at once, the skin there, so human. Changbin seems alarmed, but remains patient with you, understanding. Your mouth is dry, but you try to swallow anyway, and his weight shifts, his gaze never drops, Seungmin is calling him—

“Yes, Kim?” he answers, but the connection is not tethered.

“The boss wants you in the back. Hey, beautiful, can I see an I.D—”

“He can wait,” he grunts, and that’s it. He’s back in your world, the one where your hand on him is the only thing keeping him alive, your eyes staring up at him the only way he’d prefer to die.

Fuck him, he’s the one in trouble, isn’t he?

“Sure, he can,” you distantly hear the brown-haired man mutter to himself sarcastically, after the two girls entered through the door. “He’s widely known for his patience.”

It brings you back to Earth. “You should go,” you encourage, smiling awkwardly, fingers unwrapping themselves hesitantly.

Changbin shakes his head, takes the stick out of his mouth. He faintly smells of red syrup. “I really fucking shouldn’t. Where are you gonna go? Do you have a place to stay?”

“I’ll figure it out, you honestly don’t have to worry about me, I can—” But you could do what? There was no way for you to finish that sentence.

He straightens his back, and it somehow makes him taller, more formidable. There’s something unreadable swimming in his expression, something between anger and compassion, and it knots your stomach, because the last thing you want is for someone to feel sorry for you. This is why no one knew, why you never said anything—you hated the pity, the charity that would come out of something like this.

A victim. You weren’t one.

“You’re with me. I’d be the last person that saw you tonight, and if something were to happen to you, I wouldn’t be able—” he stops, sighs. He looks back to where Seungmin is standing, and brings those thunder eyes back to haunt you. “Just. Please, answer the question. Do you have a place to stay?”

It’s not what you expected. This man cares, he’s like Minho. But unlike him, there’s an edge to Changbin that you’ve never seen on anyone else, like he’d tear himself apart to help you, do whatever was physically possible to make sure you’re safe. It was kindness, pure and unfiltered, and a sense of principle that no one has ever shown you before. It felt warm, like him. So, you accepted.

“(Y/N),” you blurted out, moved by his persistence. He blinks. “My name is (Y/N).”

His smile is a thousand watts. “Nice to meet you, sweetheart.”

“She’s Minho’s ‘special girl,’” Seungmin declares, eavesdropping. “All I know about you has been against my will, darling, know that.”

Changbin smirks, and lights up, digging his elbow in the bouncer’s rib. “He means he’s charmed,” he says apologetically, rubbing his neck.

A smile breaks out on your face, and you wonder how is it possible to feel at home with two people you’ve practically just met? Your heart was beating right out of your chest at the thought of spending more time with them. So much so that you nearly forgot all about the bad.

It still lurked though, waiting for the right moment. For both of you.

“Another one, is it?” Bang Chan commented teasingly, counting money against the counter. “Are we collecting them or what?”

You blushed, as Changbin sprung out to wrestle his boss in your defense. Route 66’s owner laughed a throaty sound, and surrendered, coughing and fixing his black button up. You noticed his square jaw, the sharp gaze—the girl staring at him from up on the stage. There were questions, but for some reason you had no voice to ask them.

“It’s nothing like that, Bang,” the bouncer next to you stated, rather embarrassed. “The party of twenty that we sent off? She came with one of them.”

To that, Chan perked up. There was another girl working the bar, smaller and much quieter looking than the first one, and she smiled at you when she caught your eye. You smiled back politely, and turned back to the man talking to you. The place was dark, drenched in neon, but you could still make out his face, it was so sculpted.

“You’re Minho’s friend, yeah?”

You stuttered, shy. “Y-Yes. I thought he’d be here today.”

Chan measured you. “Personal day,” he explained simply, but his fingers were still moving across the bills. “Why’d you bring her to me?” he addresses Changbin without bothering to properly look his way.

“She has nowhere to go. He was violent with her.”

You heard the hum all the way where you stood. It sounded disinterested, and for a moment you felt yourself questioning what you were exactly doing there, with a bunch of strangers that didn’t owe you anything, but then you remember the black-haired man’s words, and you remain in your place, uncomfortable.

“Take her to 103,” the owner declared. “I’ll contact Lee, see if he answers. The room has been paid for the weekend, so rest, okay? If you need anything, tell Lover Boy here. I’m sure he'll oblige.”

Changbin audibly groaned, slapping his palm over his face. “Can you shut the fuck up?”

“Just saying, baby.”

“I’m going through the back door,” he ignored the pet name, grabbing you by the wrist. “Let Min know.”

Chan was already tuning out, the girl you saw earlier now whispering to his ear. She moved like a cat to you. Or a snake. It felt mystical to watch her.

“Oh, I’m sure he’s already aware,” was his last comment before you rounded the corner to the storage room.

There were two bikes parked in the back. Both a shiny black, though one was longer, vintage. The alley was dark, the bushes along the line of the club’s property well-kept. Your arms unconsciously folded over your upper body.

Changbin mounted the aged motorcycle, turning the ignition switch, the angry roar of the engine and bright lights making you flinch. The chain hanging from his pants dangled, the metallic sound drawing your attention, before your eyes traveled to his biceps, displayed in full force with the way he hunched over the handlebars. You desperately tried to hide it, but your breath was stuck in your throat, your heart jumping at the view.

He was ridiculously attractive, and this wasn’t like that. He’d made it clear, and you— you’d just got out of a messed up relationship. You didn’t need this. And yet—

“Come here, will you? I promise I won't bite.”

Of all things, this was bad in a completely different, yet just as torturous way. You still did it anyway; you passed your leg over the seat, you put your arms around his muscled body, leaning into him, and if your nose caught his burning scent or the berry flavor of his candy you told your silly heart to suck it up and turned your cheek. But ignoring it was futile—there was this intense sizzling between you, and it’d be a flat out lie to say he didn’t feel it, because at every red light, every all-way stop and traffic junction he squirmed and cleared his throat in a manner men only do when they’re rock hard and in need of relief.

“We’re not too far now,” he spoke after a while, taking a left turn and readjusting your hold with one of his hands. His long fingers were cold but sure in their touch. “You okay?” His head turned to show his profile, the soft, dark curls bouncing in the wind, and what was the question again?

“It’s a nice night,” you comment, not able to form any other coherent sentence.

He nods, and takes off again, this time speeding down the road, making passes on cars, taking yellow’s, and never once looking back after that. The sky was pitch black, not a star in the city, and most businesses’ had closed for the day, leaving gas stations and fast food places all on their own, though even those were sparse and far between wherever you were going. There had been a moment, though small, where you doubted his intentions, doubted these people and their words. But these people were Minho’s people, and there was never any doubt about him.

You really wished you had taken your phone with you. It seemed like a good thing to have in a situation like this. The thought of where it is, or rather whom it’s with, made your skin crawl, and your mind wander. What was Johnny doing right now? Had he left the apartment already?

Staring at a spot on Changbin’s vest, you realized he’d just entered a parking lot, a motel named ‘Starlight’ coming into focus, its teal color and neon letters hard to miss. He killed the engine and waited for you to get off, before demounting himself. You lingered a bit as he adjusted the stand of the bike, and cracked his neck. Thin black ink ran down the side of it, lightning or veins, you couldn’t quite make it out from your distance, but before you could analyze it further, he motioned for you to follow him, extending a hand and recognizing what he’s doing.

Your eyes met as his jaw clenched, and his arm fell. It felt like intuition or will, and he was rejecting it all. You should’ve felt glad he was repressing himself, but all you felt instead was empty. You shouldn’t want this, you kept repeating to yourself. He’s just being nice. He’s just being kind. And it was those things, but it was something else, something that was neither your fault nor his; attraction, maybe, or just the simple fact that he felt like the calm sea, enveloping you with the promise of peace. And freedom—he set you free. Call it naivety, and perhaps it was.

You didn’t care.

That was your second mistake.

“It’s not much, but Bang’s family has owned this place for forty years,” he explained to you as he greeted the older man at the reception desk, and got the key that opened ‘Room 103.’

You climbed the rusty metal staircase to the first floor, and followed him closely as he passed the rooms by, all the way until the end of the hall. The breeze was colder up there, but you could spot a tiny star or two. You were far, so much farther that you’ve been in years, and it felt good. Nothing for miles, no one close to you to know where you were, to look for you. No one that cared enough, anyway.

“You won’t kill me, right?” you ask almost absentmindedly, the sky too mysterious, too beautiful to look away.

Changbin unlocked the door and chuckled to himself, forcing his head not to turn your way.

“Not if you behave,” he couldn’t help the suggestive tone, though. “I’m kidding, sweetheart,” he softened up and quickly added when he heard your breath catching in your throat.

He stepped aside to let you walk in the room you’ll be spending the night in, and hesitated to trail behind you. A lot of things happened in motel rooms, even more happened between him and girls like you, girls that ride on his bike and have him by the balls. His dick was so hard it was painful to walk, and there was no excuse for it. He was awful, but there was no intention to go through with anything. He’d bid you goodnight, leave his phone number on the nightstand, and walk out. That’s how it should happen, and that’s how it will happen. You’d been through enough, it was clear to see. 

Changbin was not going to force his own bullshit life on you.

“In case of anything you can call me immediately. I’ll answer,” he told you as you sat on the bed and fingered the phone’s cable. “If you want me to go get your stuff, say the word,” he added, sensing your uneasiness.

Your chest expanded and your lips curved, but the smile didn’t quite reach your eyes. “I don’t want to put you in any more trouble, Changbin. This is enough. Thank you.”

The bouncer shook his head, furrowing his brows in refutation. “You haven’t put me through anything, sweet thing. Let me do that for you, yeah? I’ve dealt with many assholes in my life.”

“Don’t you have to go home? It’s late, I wouldn’t want to keep you—”

“Don’t have one,” he cut you off, and smiled faintly to relieve the tension his words carried. “Tell me where yours is, I want to make tonight easier for you.”

You couldn’t help the pregnant pause after that. Your mind ran, the simple fact that he’d told you something so personal like it was nothing festering into a million different thoughts, all ending with the same question mark. Where did he live, then? At the club? Not possible, right? Then, where? Would he want to spend the night there, with you? You had nothing, even this much was borrowed, but perhaps he could share it with you. If it was allowed. You knew it was risky, and that you couldn’t ignore this for long.

It’d be wiser if he left now and came later when you were asleep. You had to remind yourself this was temporary. If you were to engage in these feelings, they’d take you somewhere you’d have to deal with for way longer than a couple of nights, and you weren’t sure that was a good thing.

He looked like he was thinking the same thing.

The tattoo on his neck was definitely lightning striking, the black of it creeping before cracking down on him, and disappearing underneath his collar—underneath. You wanted to see, run your fingers on it, figure out where it reached. It wasn’t normal, and it certainly wasn’t sane.

But you wanted to, nevertheless. It was a hungry want, an inevitable want. If it didn’t happen right now, it would happen someday, soon, as soon as you both stopped fighting it, a primal instinct. It was because of how he looked and what he’d done for you, how freedom would now seem like a raspberry lollipop and a smooth gun.

“I need to go,” he said, his eyes flitting from yours, body turning away. “I need to go before I do something I regret.”

His pleading tone tugged at you. You put your tongue between your teeth so you wouldn’t respond. He’ll go bring you your clothes and your phone, and he’s going to leave you alone. You ran it over three times in your mind, before it sounded convincing enough to go with.

“You can stay,” you manage to get out, and then you realize it doesn’t sound right. “After, I mean. If there’s nowhere else to go.”

Despite his best intentions, Changbin can’t help but melt at your words. Bless your heart, sweet thing. I was right to help you.

“I’ve had my fair share of Starlight nights, sweetheart. I’m sure you need your privacy,” he leaned by the dresser to write something on the pad by the TV. “You don’t gotta worry about me, yeah?”

It still didn’t feel right with you. “Thank you can’t possibly be enough.”

With a hand opening the door wider, he gave you one last smile and a quick wink, before popping the lollipop back in his mouth.

“It’s enough for me. I’ll be right back.”

Babel is playing on TV, a half forgotten movie about people on vacation, but you can’t even bring yourself to focus on the actors’ faces, much less their words. One line sticks out to you then, ‘Why did we come here?’ but before the weight of it registers, you swing the door wide open, throwing yourself out into the cold night.

The roaring sound that drove you away from your old life. That unique black paint on an expensive, vintage motorcycle you couldn’t stop thinking about. You’d never been on a bike before, had never trusted anyone enough to get near one. It had surprised you; how easily you trusted Changbin, how blindly you followed him into fields of darkness. He could’ve turned out dangerous—he could’ve threatened you. Any sane person would’ve kept their distance, assessed the situation, and gone home. A boring, uneventful life is a life nonetheless. There were bad parts, sure; decisions that were made that could’ve been prevented, people that took advantage of your kindness, but overall—it was fine, it was manageable.

Somehow, you refused to acknowledge the abuse, even then. You protected the part of you that wanted to deny, that wanted to go home and forget about it all. Johnny told you, though, he did—“no one’s coming for you, no one.” Meaning you’re unwanted, meaning you never mattered anyway, silly girl, and what are you talking about? You’ve no home, no returning.

The black-haired man carried a duffel bag across his torso, keys jingling between his fingers. You’d been smothering in that strange room, inked paper on the nightstand, fingers pressing on the digits again, and again, and again. Dialing, then putting the receiver down, a game with no winner. A phone call away, he’d said, but it’d been three tortuous hours and he’d been nowhere to be found. You were stranded in a motel outside of town, no way to escape. Your mind ran, and it ran fast, so to see him walking towards you, to witness him staying true to his word, when no other man had been able to, when nothing was for certain, and fear crept like an ocean wave—it shocked you; shook you, hand over mouth, feet pulling you back to the confines of that space he left you in, door left ajar, only so your lungs could fill with sharp wind, with bright stars peeking their way through.

Changbin was hurt. You saw that, too. He will come to you, face swollen, and you’ll deny, deny, deny.

Because that could’ve been you. Because it would’ve been bad for real, and you will never, ever admit that to yourself. Because that game did have winners and losers, and you were so obviously losing, every.single.fucking.time.

Your love had been a bad love. You don’t blame this man for condemning you.

“Sweet girl?” His voice is rough.

He pushes the thing separating you, and there it is—a cut above his brow, an angry gash on his cheek that will bruise later—you knew this, you did—blood on his white sleeve, scratched up knuckles. You’ve learned to look for the injuries first, but when did that start? Since when have you been covering, hiding, alert, so very sensitive to your own body, to reds and blues and purples?

What the fuck is wrong with you?

The only thing you can say— “I’m so sorry,” head low, quivering.

Changbin finds you on the bed, a reprimanded child, and stares. He looks an ugly sight, that much he knows, but it had nothing to do with you, everything to do with the motherfucker that got to call you his. That apartment had been a mess, beer cans everywhere, smashed picture frames and mirrors—it hadn’t come easy, losing you, it was clear to see, but your ex boyfriend wouldn’t give you up without a fight, and it was far from over.

Still, the bouncer pushed through the door frame, and searched for your belongings. Landed a good punch or two, missed a few, knocked out some teeth. He’d dealt with monsters before, and he wishes he could truly tell you what he’d meant, why he said it. Not much scared him anymore, nothing stopped him. If you have nothing to live for, you go all in. Every moment matters, yet doesn’t at all. An avalanche, a landslide. A suicide mission.

Changbin had seen war, and had returned from it. Retrieving a phone was childsplay to him.

He nears you, drops the bag with your stuff right next to you on the mattress. He crouches in front of you, and despite himself—he grabs your hands. How devastating it is—to know you’re going to lose your heart. How thrilling. He searches for the pretty eyes that looked at him back at the bar. He wants to talk to the girl he freed, the girl that offered what was offered to her. 

The selfless one.

“Nothing to be sorry about,” he consoles you tenderly. “Did a good deed for a girl that’s worth it. No tears, yeah?” Your tongue comes out to wet your petal lips, and you meet his gaze. He smiles at you, masking the wince it elicits out of him. He wants to keep smiling for you, nevermind the ache, nevermind the effort.

“You should see the other guy.”

You laugh at that, still half crying, and Changbin can’t help it, doesn’t want to. He wipes the tears away, cradles your face in his big hand. You’re so warm under his touch, so beautiful. He wants to do everything for you, wants to stay beside you as you tackle life. But he’s got nothing to provide, even less to his name—he doesn’t deserve you, doesn’t think anyone does. You’ve been through a lot, your sadness tells him. It ripples through his chest, tightens his gut. He’ll stay if you keep him around, though.

He’ll stay, aware of what he can’t have. He sees himself in you, strangely.

“Does it hurt?” you ask, afraid to touch the liquid fire blazing on his features. “Thank you. Thank you.”

He thinks to tell you he can’t really feel pain, not anymore, but you don’t seem ready for that. Instead, he shakes his head, deflects. He reaches for the bag of food, and doesn’t tell you about the nasty stares he got from the people at the overnight deli, either. They don’t know him, they only see what they want to see. Chan taught him that. And fuck them, anyway—that was Seungmin.

“Eat something. Try to get some sleep,” he balances himself on his boots. “Your phone is in there,” he nods at the bigger bag. Misses your skin on his. “Is there— What else can I do for you, sweetheart?”

He’ll never forget the way you looked at him then. For the remainder of his days. 

Someone who could care for him, like his brothers, but a girl. You. His own girl. He’d seen the others, how easy it’d been for them. Destiny, or fucking love at first sight, that bitch. He saw and waited patiently for his turn, fists clenched, teeth gritted. The possibility knocks at his heart, beats at his scalp. It could be anyone, but it’s you, he’s sure of it. Until you, there’d been no one, no real prospect. He knows this by how much he wants to stay, by how your fingers felt on his own, how your eyes melted into his. There was attraction on both ends, yes, but he was in no rush.

No rush, and yet one touch from you—

“Where are you gonna go?” You don’t make a move to check your phone, or even make sure Changbin had picked up the right clothes. You just stare at the bloody spot on his shirt, and plead for this to happen.

The amount of self restraint he possesses surprises him. He curses it.

“I’ll figure it out. That’s what I do.”

“Stay.”

He can’t help the chuckle that comes out of him. It’s ironic, really; he would kill to spend the night with you, and there’s no reason why he can’t, except you’ve been hurt so fucking deep, the scars are visible to him without even being there, and how is that even possible. He knows because they mark every part of him, similar ones, and they never heal. They just remain open, gushing, pouring out, and what else can he do but repudiate their existence—it’s haunted him for years.

He’s ashamed of his own homelessness now. Embarrassed of what he’s done, how it’s cost him, how it’ll continue to do so, unless he makes a choice. The choice. But how to take your own life?

“You and I both know how that’ll end, sweet thing.”

You’re a dream; you blink, and then you’re moving, up and closer, hand reaching out, attempting to grab, to hold onto, to insist. You’re stubborn, of course you are. There’s a flame in you he likes. You know how to survive, yet your softness is intact. He wishes he could say the same thing. He wishes he could hold you with no hesitation, no doubt in his mind.

But Seo Changbin ruins things, and he does so knowingly, despite himself always. Especially pretty girls like you, girls that don’t know any better. He’s seen it happen, he’s terrified of it happening again.

“It doesn’t have to,” you say, and he desperately wants to believe it. He’ll even wrap his hand around yours, pretend for a moment or two. “It’s just sleep. You’ve done so much for me. Please.”

He sighs, hates himself for falling into your words only because they sound sweet to his ears. He knows you’re wrong, knows his nature, knows what’s taken place in this very room many times before, and even then, even fucking then—

There’s no shame in him, truly.

“Sweetheart…” he studies your face, memorizes the creases, the lines, the smoothness of your cheeks. “You need someone that can take you home. Someone to take care of you good.”

“You did. You have.”

“I’m crooked. You don’t know what I’ve done… what I’m capable of.”

“I trust you,” you press on, squeezing his fingers, and it’s because of that gesture that he caves.

His lips curve sideways, and he’s itching for candy again. Your words are bitter, are syrupy, and clean, ambrosial. It’ll sting like a bitch when you leave, when you find out the truth. ‘Cause you will, sooner or later. You’ll have to.

Changbin nods, admitting defeat to humor you. “You impossible fucking girl. Fine. A compromise, then.”

You’re elated. You’re glad he’ll be safe, at least for tonight. The least you can do for him.

“I’ll stay until you fall asleep,” he states, putting some space between you again, and pushing curly hair away from his face. “But you gotta promise me right now that you’re going to eat.”

You don’t miss a beat. “I promise.”

His voice drops, then. “And that you’re never going back to him. Or to that apartment. Hell, I’ll find you a job, one where he can’t fucking find you,” his jaw clenches, hands busying themselves with the blankets, throwing them on the bed, anything to release the tension building up. “I’m never letting that son of a bitch near you again.”

“He’ll sure as fuck be damned if he ever steps foot on Route, I can swear that.”

It felt strange to think yourself separate from Johnny. To think you could exist without him and him without you. The bad was there, but there’d been good too, once. It never outweighed and it didn’t matter, anyway, it’d settle in your brain someday, but your heart felt uneasy just by the mention of him. You’d spend so much time convincing yourself you weren’t a victim, that you forgot to see it for what it was—a codependent, extremely toxic environment.

You had to remind yourself that the bruises on your side were still real, and that they would take at least a couple weeks to disappear. For some reason, you hoped Changbin would never see them.

You hoped he would kiss all of them better, away.

Changbin had you shower, and change, staying outside the door the entire time, staring directly at your face and nowhere else. He supervised as you ate, and tucked you into bed after you’d brushed your teeth. No one had done any of this for you before, and you kept trying to communicate that to him. He’s plenty capable of taking care of you, of anyone that comes his way; he’s generous, he owns a heart that beats, that bleeds. That’s more than some people can claim, certainly more than what you’ve encountered, and for that you’ll never forget him, no matter if he decides to keep away from you, to land you softly on your feet and disappear without a trace afterwards.

He changed you, in some way, and that will always belong to him. How many people can say that?

There were dark circles forming around his brown eyes, wrinkles on his previously perfectly pressed button down. The tie around his neck was coming loose, like he’d tugged at it a few times already. This man had really fought for your honor tonight. He fought for you like one would for his own country; for freedom, for release. For prideful reasons, and yet so utterly selfless in the act. It was all for you.

But what did he get out of the deal? A transaction had yet to be made. You wanted to give something in return. Even as he turned off the lights, and lowered the volume on the TV, even as he made sure all windows in the small room were locked, you thought and thought. What could he want? What was missing from his life? You wanted to learn more about him. Sleep was not of essence at that point.

Knowing him was.

“How did you meet Bang Chan?”

Changbin lifted his head, a mass of muscle sitting on a tiny chair in the corner, a figure hard to miss, demanding to be acknowledged, to be seen. He held his phone in one hand, the bright screen illuminating part of his rugged face. Who was he texting? Is there anyone waiting for him, somewhere? The knot in your stomach turned and turned. You kept him here without thinking, too blinded by your own feelings.

“That’s a complicated question to answer,” he said a few moments later. You couldn’t make out his expression, but his tone sounded clipped. “He found me, or I found him. We’re both high school dropouts. I was working on cars, bikes, just any… thing, really, trying to get by, and one day he came by looking for a job. Shit happened,” he chuckled at that, but there was no humor behind it. “Yeah, a lot of shit happened. And five years later, here we are.”

“Doesn’t sound complicated to me.”

“Because I saved you the bullshit middle that no one wants to fucking hear, or remember.”

You clasped your mouth shut, immediately turning apologetic. You didn’t mean to assume, only to figure out. He seemed to sense your silence, its reason, and you heard him exhale through his nose in mirroring remorse, saw him lean forward on his forearms.

“I’m sorry, sweet thing,” he half whispered. “You didn’t deserve that. I’m sorry.”

You closed your eyes, let his voice wash over you in the silence. “I’m sorry, too.” For this. For things you had no control over that happened to him. For things that will continue to happen.

“Ask me more.” An invitation.

You obliged. “And Minho?”

“At the bar. He was the first person Chan hired.”

“How old are you?”

There was a ghost of a smile in his gruff voice now. “Twenty-seven.”

Your heart fluttered. You put a hand over your chest, above the blankets, hoping, wishing your breathing would even out, your thighs would stop pressing against each other. He said nothing, spoke only when prompted, when so many quiet things ran between you, muttering, electricity through a cable, buzzing, excited, dangerous, eager.

“Changbin…”

A pause. “Sweetheart.”

“Do you— Do you like me?”

Another exhale. Inhale. He looked ready to pounce. To run for the hills. You focused on his face.

“More than I should,” he replied honestly. “More than I’m allowed to.”

Your eyes involuntarily closed again, the tension thick, hovering above you like a cloud full of rain. You wanted it to pour, to smash down on you, to crack you open and overflow you.

You wanted him to come closer. To stay forever.

“I allow you,” you murmur. “There’s nothing holding you back.”

Another one of those signature breathy laughs of his you’d grown to want more of. They stretched his handsome face, widened his molasses eyes. This man didn’t laugh a whole lot, that much was obvious. But when he did—God, was it a sight to behold.

“That may be so, darling,” he mutters hoarsely. “I’m holding myself back. You don’t want to deal with the shitshow that comes with me, and I’d never put you through it for the sake of having you.”

A heartbreaking realization. Perhaps you heard wrong. Tears swell up, chest heavy. You beg for sleep now.

“I’m not worth it,” you assume bitterly.

He taps his boot on the carpeted floor. He’s impatient, a bird taking flight. You truly meant it. You’re not holding him back; nothing is.

“Because you’re worth it,” he croaks, voice full of something you can’t quite pinpoint. “Because you’re laying there, so fucking close, and I can’t touch you. I’m afraid to even get near you.”

You swallow, throat dry, all choked up. What does it mean, that you’ve never wanted anyone as much as you wanted this strange man? What does it mean that you had to come out to the desert to find out?

“Why don’t you have a home?”

Changbin springs up, carrying a terrifying purpose in his stance. He’s going to walk out, he’s going to leave, and it’ll all be your fault. You’ve cornered a lion, and it will show you its teeth.

The truth is he’s suffocating. Jesus Christ, he’s never felt this before in his entire goddamned life.

“I burned it down.”

And no matter what he does, he can’t not want.

He’s out the door the next, phone on speed dial, pressed against his ear.

Minho answers a beat before voicemail. His voice is unassuming, a little drunk, a little slurred. The bouncer leans his temple against the cool of the wall, listening to the wind brush past mountains, past roofs and rock and still awakening man-made trees, and he wonders how helping has ever worked in his favor.

How he does it regardless, all knowing. This has been the worst one yet; worse than revenge, worse than faking your own death. His heart was involved this time. This thing he never compromises, this thing he forgets that exists sometimes, bigger and more fervent than ever.

It came back to bite him in the ass, full force.

“Can’t I have one single fucking day to myself, Bin, what is it now—”

“Take her. I beg you—take her.”

There was background noise on the receiving end. Perhaps he was in one of those parties of his again, the ones Seungmin warned him against. Changbin had no use for caution, no reason why he should be scared. What the bartender was into—he had no interest in it, could care less for it, unless Minho was having a hard time there. Besides that, he had enough to worry about, enough on his plate. Always on the brink of overflowing, yet never quite. 

This was different. This was the almost that could tilt it all over.

“Take who, Changbin? Are you drunk, too?” His friend laughs, he knows nothing. He didn’t answer his phone to Chan.

“(Y/N). She came to Route with her boyfriend. All Hell broke loose, so I brought her to Starlight.”

“You’re fucking serious.”

Changbin rolled on his back, fist against his mouth, staring up at the night sky, at the stars you were so transfixed by. They had no reason being so bright; of reminding him of innocent eyes, and rose petal lips. He searched in his pocket for a lollipop, unwrapping it with his teeth. Cherry flavored, the color of your cheeks getting out of that shower.

Closing the bathroom door behind him, he’d accidentally caught a glimpse of your legs, those silky things that carried the rest of you. He wanted to wrap them around his neck, he wanted to run his hands up and down the length of them, feel the skin there, and up, up, up, to your cunt, to your fucking soul—

“I don’t know what to do with her, Minho. With myself. I’d never seen her before, I never thought—”

“You said Starlight, right? I’ll be right there. Give me about forty minutes.”

“Don’t— Fuck, don’t really take her, Min, yeah? I just… I need you, man. She needs you, too, I think.”

His friend the problem solver. Similar to Bang Chan, but different in texture. Where the owner was rough leather, the bartender was velvety soft, safe to fall on. With Chan you never knew, it was calculated, it was for the Greater Good, it was give and take. You called Minho, he’d rush over, scold you later.

“I’m fairly sure she’s in good hands, Bin. Keep an eye out, yeah? You’re dealing with the Sharks now.”

He saw that. The tattoo on your ex’s neck. Chan knows how to deal with those better, no bloodshed, no mourning. Changbin just keeps them out, turns them away. If they don’t listen, words don’t matter to him, they don’t count. He’s got a shiny gun under his vest for that. It’s best you never find out, that you never know.

But you will. That’s inevitable, too.

He popped the candy in his mouth and waited. Johnny, was it? His threat rang in the bouncer’s head, shit he’s heard a million times before. Only thing was before he had nothing to lose. Now, he has you. He found you or you found him, that’s how people enter his life, so what? Why the fuck would he give you up? Changbin has killed for his chosen family. 

What’s once more? No motherfucker is immortal, himself included.

Only difference is that Seo Changbin doesn’t legally exist anymore. He’s dead. Nothing more than a goddamn ghost.

He won’t dare go back in your room, not without Minho. Your friend will know how to handle you, this, how to better—properly—take care of you. If anything, you’ll choose to go with him, stay over at his place for the time being. Changbin will still trail after you like a surveillance shadow, recording all your steps, memorizing the movements that make you, your nose scrunches, your gentle hip swings. You move like water where he’s nothing but fire. He can only be put out by you, can only diminish himself, evaporate on contact. 

None of it changes the way he feels about you.

He’s not sure how long he stayed out there, awaiting the familiar sound of the MotoTec Cali the bartender owned, but he saw it before he heard it, his thoughts too loud, overwhelming every one of his senses. Minho pulled up next to his own Davidson, taking off his helmet and kicking the stand in place. The motel’s sign shone brightly against his pale complexion, and it took his friend a couple of seconds to make out Changbin’s figure on the balcony, leaned over the railing, candy sticking out of his mouth like usual.

“About fucking time,” the black-haired man muttered under his breath.

“Talking shit?” Minho joked loudly, and climbed the stairs. He was obviously tipsy.

“I’m just glad you made it in one piece, Lee.”

Minho’s face was glowing, but his eyes were dilated, worried. He glanced towards the door, and then back at his friend, at his injured state, assessing the situation.

“Me too,” he agreed, before growing serious. “Is she okay?”

Changbin nodded. “She’s fine, he didn’t hurt her.” He took the lollipop out of his mouth, lip stinging. “He pulled a number on me, though.”

“Yeah, no shit. Johnny owns a boxing gym. Don’t underestimate him.”

The bouncer scoffed, spitting on the ground, a piece of his mind on what he thought about that. “He’s a bitch I left moaning on the floor. I got a few of her things from her place,” he neared his friend, lowering his tone, “I’m not— I don’t want her going back there, Minho. Chan let her stay here for the weekend, but you… can you take her in? Until I find her some place nice?”

The burgundy-haired man furrowed his brows, tilting his head in question. “You’re going to find her a place? What’s it to you?”

“Fuck you.”

Minho smirked, and patted his friend on the back, quietly opening the door. “You better keep her close, Seo Changbin, eh? She’s precious to me.”

You were asleep, hidden under a pile of blankets, stirring momentarily only to turn.

The two men looked at each other, then looked back at you. Should they wake you? Best to let you rest. Minho needed to talk to you, though, despite the bouncer’s disapproval, followed by a backhanded slap on the sternum. They went at it soundlessly, before Changbin shook his head and pointed an accusatory finger the older’s way.

Minho sat by you, fingers tangling in your hair fondly, caressing your head. You hummed, not all there. He tried again, this time shaking you softly, hoping your eyes would open just enough to recognize him.

They did.

“Minho?” You mumbled, unsure.

“It’s me, pet. Wake up for me, will you?”

You sat up abruptly, rubbing at your eyes. Changbin glared at his friend, arms folded over his massive chest, leaning against the window broodingly.

“What are you doing here?” you ask, but wrap your arms around him anyway.

He hugs you back tight, breathing in the fresh scent of your hair. “Bin called me. I got worried.”

“I…” you look at the man by the door. His expression softens upon noticing your stare. “I’m okay, Min, I… I left him. I did it. Changbin helped me.”

Minho smiled encouragingly, pulling back just a bit to look into your eyes. “Did he now? I’m so fucking glad, pet, that’s great news.”

You nodded, but your lips curved downwards, concern spreading across your features. “But it’s  not, really, is it? Johnny’s vengeful, he… well, you see what he did,” you turned towards your battered savior once again, biting on your lip thoughtfully. “I don’t want him coming after you, I don’t—”

Minho shushed you, bringing you into his arms, hand rubbing on your back soothingly. “Trust me, baby, we can take care of ourselves. We deal with people like him more often than you’d think.”

“Don’t we, Changbin?”

The bouncer said nothing, but the smirk on his face was in full effect. His gaze ran down your soft cheeks, to your exposed neck, to the shirt falling off your shoulder, and he felt his blood boiling, his dick getting hard all over again at the mere sight. Cursed to know, but unable to follow through, his body betraying him…

Heaven and Hell were teaming up against him in the form of you; the sweetest thing he’s ever come across, the only thing that could genuinely threaten his very existence.

“He’s going to take you to work tomorrow, okay? Let me make some arrangements, and I’ll come for you Monday. You can stay with me for as long as you’d like.”

His heart shouldn’t have stopped the way it did when your eyes snapped to meet his, full of surprise, questioning, scared. You thought he was getting rid of you; that you’d been a burden to him, and he was gladly wiping you off his hands and onto Minho’s. Couldn’t be fucking further from the truth, but how was he supposed to voice those words?

I’d put you in my pocket if I could. I’d fucking carry you on my shoulders, if it meant I’d be able to keep you. Fuck his damned heart, his sappy brain. Truth of the matter was—you’re his girl now. A dead man claimed you, and once that happens, everything acquires meaning, everything matters.

He’d have to live vicariously.

“Thank you,” you said, and that was that. You were disappointed, your lids heavy with sorrow, and Changbin would have to talk to you, he’d have to explain.

He couldn’t bear seeing you this way. Not when he first laid eyes on you, not now that he knows what that stirring in his chest meant. Your sadness wrapped around his throat like a chain, squeezing, choking.

Minho noticed the tension between you, felt it in his bones. He couldn’t quite understand how the two of you came to be so close in the few hours you’ve known each other, but he won’t pretend to know how a heart works, its inner secrets, the way it just seems to pick and keep picking. He rises from the bed, leaning to kiss your forehead, and he thumbs your chin, smiling down at you one last time.

“Get some rest. You’ve nothing to worry about, you’re cared for.”

You nod only so he won’t insist, and with that he turns to leave. Changbin passes an arm over his shoulder in goodbye, but his eyes never leave your frame. You’re curling into yourself, blanket over your body, trying to shrink, to make yourself smaller so as to not take as much space, so as to not become too much of a responsibility.

He was getting angry for you. Angry that this seemed to be a familiar practice for you, a trauma response. He wanted to beat that fucker’s face in, gauge his eyes out, tear his arms off. Murder came easy, but this? What he was fantasizing about?

You had to be a specific kind of fucked up to do that, and Changbin has never claimed to be a good person. He was the man you went for for your dirty work, the gruesome stuff, the things no normal person could handle. He did it if it was right, if the intention behind it was justifiable. Scum was meant to be cleaned off, and people like Johnny were just that. A smudge on his bike. Dirt under his shoe.

“Keep me updated,” Minho tells his friend, and waves at you, before the door closes and you’re left alone.

You don’t speak.

Neither does Changbin. Not at first.

But your being angry with him? He decides he doesn’t like it. Not one fucking bit.

“You understand why you can’t come with me, don’t you, sweetheart?”

You lay back down, turning away from him.

“I understand.” Soft, weak.

He cracks, scatters to reach you, to not let you slip through his fingers. He wants your eyes on his again. He wants your naked shoulder, the curve of your face imprinting on his palm. He realizes, violently, that he needs you. That if he doesn’t have you he’ll go fucking crazy, insane, absolutely ballistic. The pull you have on him is too strong, the attraction too big, the feeling so intense it makes him want to tug at his hair and scream at the world for shunning him.

You don’t need more than a few hours to fall in love, it turns out. A girl can smile at you and that’s…it—you’re done for the rest of your life, now. No one had warned him about that, but he had witnessed it. In the way Seungmin looks over at the bar, even when the door is closed, like he can see right through it. How Chan doesn’t seem a separate person from that woman; how when she’s around, he’s alert, astute, awake to everything.

Fuck him to Hell, he should’ve paid attention. They don’t call it Route 66 for no reason, he’s sure of that now.

“Don’t make me say it, (Y/N),” your name on his lips sounded important, sounded real. He whispered it again in hopes you’d look at him again, in hopes he’d get to hold your hand once more. “You don’t want someone like me, you don’t need this… Minho knows you better, he’ll—fuck,” he pressed the heel of his hand into his eye, suddenly exhausted. “You’ll be okay there. I won’t have to worry.”

For a while, you left him alone with his words echoing back to him. It scared the shit out of him, how terrified he was of never seeing you again, how each passing second of your silence sliced through him like a knife.

Then, you mercied him. You spoke.

“I didn’t mean to be ungrateful. You’ve done so much for me, and I’m incredibly indebted to you, Changbin,” you kept that same tone from before, and he had half a mind to forcibly turn you, to swoop you in his arms and never let go. 

“I just don’t know how to shut my heart to you. I don’t know why it’s telling me to stay, why it’s pointing to you so desperately…”

He did it, then. Passed his arms right under you and brought you close to him, closing the gap that’s been eating him alive. You gasped, hands clasped against your chest, and looked at him, looked at him, looked at him. He drank you in, nose nuzzled against your neck, taking every inch of you in, strong arms tightening around you, lips on your skin.

Lips on your skin. He groaned, and dug his face at the nape of you, ashamed of his weakness, afraid of his inability to control himself. The last thing he wanted was to scare you away. But you… he had no defenses left. He should’ve left when he had the choice.

There’s no choice now.

“The things I want to do to you, sweet thing…” he gravelly muttered. “I’ve been lonely my whole fucking life. I never expected to find you, a thing like you. A girl for me, just for me…” One of his hands traveled up to your cheek, keeping it there, your body fully placed on his lap now. You were consumed, engulfed in flames you had no intention of extinguishing. “Do you feel how hard I am for you, darling?”

His hot breath fanned across your face, raising goosebumps. You nodded, mind jumbled, words long gone. “Yes,” you managed out. “Yes.”

“You think I’m nice,” he continued, his deep voice reverberating through you. “You think so highly of me, don’t you?” He turned your face so his mouth can face yours, with every thought of kissing you, of tasting you. “Give me permission. Tell me I can,” he whispered, eyes flickering, pitch black with desire.

You whimpered, tears stinging. “You can,” you exclaimed. “Please—”

Changbin devoured you. He grabbed your face roughly, fingers bruising in the best way, and attacked your mouth, tongue pushing past your red lips, conquering, spreading like wildfire. You felt dizzy, able only to hold onto him for dear life, and he held back just as unyielding, a solid body against yours, moving with you.

He came back up for a breath, a drowning man at sea. He swept some hair away from your beautiful face, and stared at your swollen lips, the way they called out to him, but he’d already gone too far. There was nothing more left to do but drown, and just as well. Changbin never much cared for living anyway, he’d gladly die for this.

“What am I gonna do with you, sweetheart, hm?” he tore off the blankets, shamelessly running his gaze down your body, your curves, all the ways you could bend. His cock twitched in his pants, restrained, in need of attention. He wanted you wretchedly, hopelessly.

“Half of me wants to tear you apart, the other half wants to tuck you into bed and leave you alone…” he trailed off, licking his lips, thirsty for anything you would give him. “I know right from wrong, I know this’ll be so fucking wrong—tell me to leave you alone. Tell me to stop, baby.”

You said nothing. He inhaled, steadying himself. He had to get a grip, fast. He was losing his entire fucking sense, his mind. He didn’t want it to be like this, not with you, not here. But you were so soft, you smelled so good, felt so good, your skin warm, his heart beating against yours. It had been so hard to resist you, so hard to pretend… Changbin had never been good at lying, always going after what he wanted.

Habits were hard to break.

“You need to stop this, beautiful, I have no strength, I always fuck everything up,” he rasped, fingers creeping under your shirt already, finding their way up to your breasts—so plump, perfectly fitted for his hand, God, he was so full of you, and how to quit you now, there was no way, no fucking way—

“Don’t,” you whisper to him, and kiss his jaw, the faintest peck. “I want this, Changbin.”

“But you don’t know what I’ve done.”

“I don’t care what you’ve done,” you fight back defensively. “I care about what you did for me, and that was everything. It’s everything.”

He’d never even realized how much he’d been suffering with the weight of his actions. It all came crashing down on him now, all because you were on the verge of unlocking him, of getting as close as possible, and what if he poisoned you? What if he infected you with the shit he’d committed, with the terrible fucking crimes that followed him everywhere?

Not you. Not to you.

“I’ve killed people, sweetheart. I’ve buried them with my own two hands.”

Not the earth shattering, ground splitting, apocalypse inducing revelation he was expecting it to be. And perhaps, somehow, it wasn’t. Because he was telling it to you, the girl made for him, the girl put on this earth for him to find, his girl. And his girl would understand, because she’d see right through it. He hoped she would.

He was right.

“Why?” was the only thing you asked.

So, he told you. He figured might as well lay it all down for you to do as you like. If you hated him and never wanted anything to do with him after it, he’d have to suck it up and live with it. He’d still do as he promised, that wouldn’t change. He would protect you with his life, he was obligated to now.

“Some asshole did a hit-and-run on our friend Felix a couple years back. It left him paralyzed from the waist down. Chan swore to find the guy who did it, to make him pay,” Changbin held you close as he spoke, afraid if he let go you might run off. “I took it personally. I hunted the fucker down, destroyed his car—you don’t need to hear the rest. I knew it’d be a lifetime in jail for me, there was no saving grace if they found me.

“So, I died. I faked my own death, burned the house I’d just bought down. Chan held a funeral for me, with a fake body, a fake death certificate… My family thinks I’m dead,” he chuckled, against his better judgment. This was no time for laughing. “They think their son is dead. Their son is a fucking murderer.”

The last thing he expected—you hugged him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and cried into his vest, gun heavy in its holster, a concealed weapon he’s had to carry ever since he started working at Route, a thing that binds him to the Devil, a thing that has nothing to do with you, that shouldn’t even belong in your world.

Changbin was rendered speechless.

“I don’t care,” you choked out. “You’re a good person that did a terrible thing, and I will never hold it against you. If you’re trying to scare me away, it’s not going to work, Changbin. I dated a killer for most of my adult years.”

“And you want to live with a new one?”

You slapped him. He let you, because he deserved it, but grabbed your wrist afterwards, fiery gaze meeting yours. It was a low blow, a punch to your character, and he regretted it immensely. He just couldn’t stop himself, couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

Please see this. Please understand why I shouldn’t be the one for you. I never had to be careful with my words, I’ve never cared this much for anyone.

It didn’t matter. You were the one to kiss him this time, hard and bravely.

You kissed him, and kissed him, and kissed him, and your lips, your soft lips—they were sending him straight to Hell, six feet under and worse, to where he can never find his way out, to where he’d eternally be unable to crawl out. He didn’t need a prophecy for this, didn’t need to navigate through a game to get the girl.

He just had to look into her eyes, learn her name. Make her stay.

Changbin wishes he could say he knew how to be gentle, how to blossom under your hand, open up to your touch. His inexperience messed with him, angered him; he was supposed to treat you differently, he was supposed to take care of you, he’d promised. But you drove him crazy, your every move sliced him, dug into his ribcage and turned. 

Call it an old habit. Or self preservation.

He wanted to see you. All of you. And then he wanted to be the one doing the turning, the slicing.

“You want this?” he breathed down your throat, pulling your head back by your hair. You had a beauty mark just under your ear. He wished to kiss it, wished to lick it. Take it as his.

Your mouth opened, your heartbeat irregular.

“There’s no going back if we do this, sweetheart,” he stated menacingly. “I’m not an easy man—I will burn myself to the fucking ground for you.”

None of it was painless to say. Every second near you required a considerable amount of effort. His own personal Odyssey.

“Changbin…” Pleading. For him. For what you want him to give you.

“No,” he growled, pressing his body on yours. “You need to know this. You need to know what you’re getting into. I don’t get sweet things like you in my life, I have no fucking clue how to deal with something good like you, and it sure as Hell won’t be easy letting go of you, if you choose to leave. Do you understand, (Y/N)? Don’t tell me I didn’t warn you.”

You whimper, completely surrendered to him, and he can almost smell your wetness, your desire for him. He thrusts his erection against your hip, and breathes deeply through his nostrils, nothing but softness, nothing but heat radiating from you. That’s for him, too. Goddamn it all.

“I’ve never had someone like you before, either,” you confess softly, your eyes wet.

Changbin wastes no time, then. He grabs you by the waist and turns you to sit on him straight, eyes boring into yours, legs on either side of him. You steady yourself on his shoulders, lashes fluttering, mouth swollen. He digs his nails on the soft skin, then drags his hands downwards to your dips, your ass. You inhale sharply, your hips unconsciously rubbing against his growing bulge.

“Show me how you like it,” he mumbles, drawing circles above your pajama bottoms. “Show me what to do, darling.”

Biting your lip, you reluctantly grab one of his big hands, and guide it to your breast. He feels your hard nipple through the thin material, wants it between his lips, his tongue sucking—he wants you in his mouth like his favorite lollipops. Wanted to switch the candy for you. You couldn’t be any worse than sugar, but maybe you were.

Maybe he was screwed either way.

“Unbuckle your belt,” you command, and your sweetness has suddenly turned saccharine.

This is the girl that was begging him to kill her piece of shit boyfriend with everything in her back at the club. The one that wasn’t afraid of the gun pointed.

He wanted to challenge her. That one. “Do it for me.” Let me feel your hands, beautiful girl.

You did. Slowly, carefully. Changbin wasn’t even aware he was holding his own breath, until his chest felt ready to explode. Still, he didn’t dare. Couldn’t, with the way your fingers went for his zipper. He was really fucking about to sink himself into you, after humoring himself he wouldn’t touch a strand of your hair. 

What a fucking hypocrite.

His cock was rock hard, red, and leaking. You run a finger over the head of it, gathering the precum there, and neared it towards your mouth, your eyes lifting innocently to meet his own. Changbin couldn’t look away, you had him completely fucking hooked. Fucking witch. He was scared of himself, then; scared of what he might do to you.

This wasn’t normal. Wasn’t for the faint of heart.

“Taste it,” he rasped, breath bated. “Put me in your mouth, sweetheart.”

Your lips curved, the finger disappearing between your lips. His eyes almost rolled to the back of his head. He wanted to draw blood. He wanted to punch something, and keep punching it until it died.

He wanted to fuck you into the mattress.

“I can think of something better,” you whisper to him, leaning close to his ear. His eyes follow you, cock throbbing, needing you there, needing you on. “Undress me, Changbin.” 

The Devil finally comes to collect.

Your shirt goes first. His hands reach behind your back to unhook your bra, rushed in their ardor, and he feels no more than a mere teenager, creaming his pants for the first time. You have him delirious, raving. Will it always be like this? This spinning, this dizziness with you. He feels like he hopped into a dance he doesn’t know the steps to. Uncharted waters. He hates it.

He shakes off the holster strap from his shoulders, wants that gun as far the fuck away from you as possible, and bends to take your nipple in his mouth, grazing it with his teeth, wanting a reaction from you, anything that would tip the scale back to him. He needed the little control he had before, needed it for what was left of his sanity. You were a dream, spread across his lap, begging him to touch you, to fuck you. No girl had asked before, none had tasted him like this.

Changbin was a giver, but you weren’t letting him give.

“So fucking beautiful…” as he dips his head in between your breasts, as he hooks his thumbs under your bottoms and panties and pulls. You lift for him, and shrug them off, passing your leg over him again once you’re fully naked. “Too beautiful, fuck me.”

He kisses you. Grabs your face and crushes his mouth on yours. He’ll get you to understand, he’ll show you. You moan against him, and it shoots all the way down to his dick. He wants to make the first move; he wants to grab his length and shove himself inside you, wants to bottom out and fuck the shit out of you. It’s an animalistic urge, one he’s not sure you deserve. You’re worth so much more—to be laid down, to be caressed all over. To be made love to. But Changbin wouldn’t know where to begin, and he’d mess it all up. So, he does what he knows and whispers to you, hopes this tether running between you is enough. Hoping his feelings for you are enough.

“Stop me,” he begs one last time, thinking that this could somehow be fixed, could be suppressed, and halted. “You can still run, sweet thing.”

You shake your head and press your fingers on the side of his face. He blinks, heart jump-starting. You actually want this. Him. You want him.

“I’m not going to,” you hush his demons, destroy his defenses.

The room is dark, the TV has stopped its programming. Changbin closes his eyes, listens to the white noise, the static. It luls him, resets him. You reach between you and grab him. He curses, or hisses, and wraps his arms around you tighter. Don’t do this, you don’t understand, you don’t fucking understand, not yet, and I…

You push him inside you, and he groans, forehead falling forward, touching yours. Your breath ghosts over his features, and he feels you stiffening up. He has to move, but there’s not one ounce of strength in his fucking body. So much for all this muscle—it’s useless against you.

“Changbin,” you choke out, hips rolling, demanding friction.

He snaps out of it. “I got you, baby, relax, I have you, I promise.” You meet halfway as he feels you working on his cock, and he thrusts up, hard, slamming you down at the same time.

You cry out and he loses it. Taking in every inch of your euphoric face, he fucks into you forcefully, almost violently, needing to find something in you, to conquer it, to keep it. His dominant hand falls on your ass, slapping, and you bounce down harder, mouth agape, brows furrowed. He loves you like this, this image of you, so free, so eager. Your pussy drowns him, envelops him, a perfectly fitted glove, and he makes sure to graze your walls, to mark his name in there, to have you come back for more, to keep you.

That’s what he’s looking for. To keep you. For you to want him to have you. If you moan out his name one more fucking time… Jesus Christ, has he ever fucked another woman before? You’ve erased them all, you’ve eradicated all memory of them.

You shudder, a thin strip of sweat forming on your chest, and he licks it all his. You taste salty, you taste sweet. You smell like soap, like vanilla. And like him, your juices mixing together, your musks tangling. He won’t last much longer, but he wants you to come first. He wants to watch you cum, coming undone on his cock, on him, while he holds you, while his fingers rub circles on the bundle of nerves between your legs. He wants you filthy, wants you his, wants you forever, like this.

Just like this.

“Look at you, sweet fucking girl, taking my cock so well…” He bites his lip, tastes metal, but doesn’t care. “You ride me so good, baby, let me see you. Fuck yes. C’ mon.”

You’re so warm, half there, eyes shut, focusing on that feeling in your gut, low in your belly, and he can’t wait. He can’t wait for you to flood him, to taste you. You’re loving his fingers, he sees it, as soon as he touched your clit your back arched, your hips loosened. Fuck, he wants to flip you around and take you on all fours. Wants to screw you from behind, have you come like that, too. You’re everything he’s ever dreamed of, everything he will ever need.

“I’m so close, I’m so close, please!” your breath hitches, and Changbin grabs you by the throat, watches how you open your eyes wide, afraid. It sends him over the edge—you send him over the edge. It’s okay, my pretty girl, let it out, it’s okay, goddamn you, let me hear you, listen to that pussy, you’re so fucking wet…

“You’re gonna come for me, aren’t you? I can feel it,” he mumbles over your lips, his fingers tightening their hold just slightly. “You’re gonna make a mess for me.”

“Yes, yes!”

“That’s my girl,” he smirks, and thrusts one, two, three—

Your entire body stiffens and shivers. He blows as you fall limply on top of him, and he shushes you, fingers sliding up to your hair, pushing back, lips connecting with your temple. You make no move to push him off you, to take him out. You really wanted this. You wanted it as much as I did, sweetheart.

He transfers you on the mattress, laying you down gingerly, and is immediately met with cold, with emptiness. What were once old friends, now bitter enemies. He wants to get used to the warmth, to the gentleness you offer. He wants to call these things his, as well.

Most of all, he wants to take you in his arms again. Wants to stick his body close to yours and fall asleep. Something so simple, yet unattainable. Until now. Until you.

Changbin pecks your shoulder as you come down from your orgasm, then presses a hand between your legs, feeling for the stickiness. He slides a finger up your labia, and brings it to his mouth, sucking the clear liquid off. You turn to look at him, knees folding, pulled towards your torso.

You turned shy again. He smiles without meaning to.

“Wanted a taste,” he defends himself. “My fingers will have to do for now,” and he winks at you.

You blush, red spots spreading across your cheeks, and bring your hand over your mouth. Precious. Cute. Changbin lifts your hand from its place and places a kiss on your soft mouth. Thank you, and he wishes you can somehow hear it in his head.

Then, he tucks himself back in his jeans, and straps back up, letting his head fall, his hand rubbing his neck. It wasn’t just exhaustion—his heart was physically hurting. He just had sex with the girl of his dreams. He came inside of her, and laid with her.

She asked him to stay. Twice.

But the truth remained—he had killed, he needed to pay for his crimes. It was only a matter of time before the police pieced everything together, and there was no amount of paying off Bang Chan could do that would keep all of them away. Some people were pure from birth.

Like you. He hoped you would be the death of him so he’d never have to deal with any of it. But that doesn’t sound like Seo Changbin, either. What is there left to do except wait it out, then? He had this golden opportunity to spend some time with a heavensend girl. He couldn’t possibly fuck it up.

He had to take care of her first.

“I have to make a call, sweetheart.”

He didn’t sleep a wink.

Instead, he watched your rib cage expand then deflate, eight hours of it. He wasn’t sure if he was supposed to wake you up or not, so he just let you be. If you missed a day of work—well, you deserved a day off after what you went through, didn’t you?

And, either way, it didn’t matter. If they gave you trouble, Changbin had already found you a different job. A better paying one, too, if he was to merely guess. And an apartment, close by to the bar so he could reach you fast if need be. All was ready to go albeit your consent and personal information.

Minho had texted him about an hour ago to ask about you. The bouncer sent a ‘she’s sleeping’ and left it at that. Your friend didn’t have to know about what he’d done, or how you liked it, despite blessing the two of you.

Changbin was regretting it all a little too fucking much. For your sake. If he had no morals, no conscience or basic fucking decency, this would’ve been just another lay, just another poor girl he’d saved. But you weren’t, and this wasn’t.

Wasn’t what? A relationship. A mistake.

Yeah, sleep sure as fuck hadn’t been an option.

Just before the clock struck eleven o’clock, you stirred, stretching your arms in either direction of you, your mouth opening and closing. The sun had been well up in the sky, a warm day with a slight breeze.

Changbin had covered you with multiple blankets, but they had all managed to sneak down to your feet. You were still naked, except for your panties. His cock stirred, and he cleared his throat, messing the mop of curls on top of his head.

Fucking get a grip, asshole.

“Good morning, sweetheart.”

He saw you blink up at the ceiling, before you lifted your head to the sound of his voice. Your eyes met and—your lips curved sleepily at him. He smirked back fondly, but didn’t dare get up from where he was sat the entire morning.

“How did you sleep?” You asked, pulling a thinner sheet over you, your cheeks rosy as you rested your head on your arm.

“Great,” he lied. “How about you, love?”

“Okay.” But your face was positively glowing, your eyes sparkled.

His chest clenched. He rubbed a hand over it, trying to appear casual. There was nothing casual about the way you made him feel just then. He never stayed after sex, he never saw how the women he took to this motel looked the morning after.

And he didn’t want to. He just wanted to keep staring at you. He wanted you to look at him back, always.

“What time do you have work?”

Your eyes widened, hands immediately jumping to find your phone, to check the time.

“Fuck!”

Changbin sat back, arms crossing over his chest, watching you run around the room panicked. He’d never get used to the sight of your breasts bouncing, or the way you tucked your hair behind your ear. It was all very endearing, very lovely.

Lovely. Nothing had been lovely before. Fucking Hell.

“Don’t go,” he teased you. “I can think of a few things we can do here.”

Half way in a pair of jeans, you looked up at him like he’d grown two heads. His laugh was throaty, genuine. Your eyes, though. They betrayed you.

“I still have to work, Changbin,” you retorted with an obvious voice, head going through a T-shirt. 

“Just sayin’, sweetheart. You look fucking hot.”

You blush, but otherwise ignore him.

Fifteen minutes later, you’re mounting his motorcycle, your body pressed against his. He can’t help but think of last night, of the way your cunt squeezed him deeper, how your nails dug into his neck.

How was he going to go without you for a whole day? After knowing what he does. After having had a taste?

He needed a fucking shower. He needed ten minutes without you so he could get his head straight.

Every time he closed his eyes—there you were, your velvet skin, your breathy voice moaning out his name.

“If anything happens, anything at all, you call me,” he says for what seems like the tenth time.”Immediately.”

You all but groan, gaze flitting guiltily to the entrance of the clothing store you worked at. “Yes,” you reply for what, also most likely, is the tenth time. “I will, Changbin. I promise. Please.”

He nods his head towards your workplace. “Go. Be careful.”

You turn to run, but then stop on your tracks like you forgot something. Changbin leans against his bike, eyebrows raising. He has no time to register what is happening, or why possibly—you kiss him straight on the mouth, bruisingly, and grin widely at him.

He’s dumbfounded. Touches his lips to make sure he’s not hallucinating. Yesterday wasn’t a dream, then. You still wanted him. He drops his head so you don’t see him smiling like a fool.

“I’ll see you later!” You call out.

“I’ll be right here, darling.” And he meant it.

From the corner of his eye, a shark out of water. Prowling.

tags. @ughbehavior, @streetlight-s, @cb97percent, @j-0ne25, @danyxthirstae01, @lix-ables, @koorminii, @choinsaw.

a/n. literally no one asked for this to be so long, and yet it is and i’m so sorry. i do hope you still give it a chance, since i worked quite hard on it. i left it as an open ending, in case i want to add a second chapter to it, but as it stands, the story is finished. hope you like it, and as always, thank you for reading lovelies! 💕

[kuroosdumbslut]

coming home beat up

**tw for mentions of blood and injuries**

hawks:

you know it comes with the job, you know hes gonna come home nearly in shambles sometimes

that doesnt stop the fear and panic every single time

as soon as he crossed the threshold into your shared home, you were instantly by his side, first aid kit already ready on the coffee table

hawks tried to laugh and crack a joke, to say you worry too much, but he silenced himself when 1: it was painful to do much of anything, and 2: he could see tears forming in your eyes

both of you opted to stay quiet, him with his eyes closed both in pain and exhaustion, and you to stay focused on cleaning, mending, and patching up any and all damaged areas and to keep from crying

that night you had to shower with him to make sure he didnt hurt himself more (and of course, he didnt mind one bit)

as you were both drifting off to sleep, hawks gently urged you closer to him, holding you close “i love ya kid... and im sorry for worrying you”

aizawa:

you were out on patrol in a new area, having to be switched last minute due to some,,,high profile criminals

aizawa knew this, and it was one of the few days he had off so he was both relaxing and keeping an eye on the news, just in case

hes just about to get some snacks when he hears the door open... your home early

he goes to see you, asking if anything happened, but the question died in his throat when he saw you bloodied and bruised

shallow cuts on your neck and face, deeped gashes on your sides and back

what got his blood boiling was the hand-shaped bruise that adorned your neck and arms

he knew it was part of the job, hes come home beaten to hell as well, but he hates to see you hurt

he cleans and inspects the gashes to see if they need stitches, but they seems like some butterfly bangages and gauze will be enough

youre oddly quiet, usually going on about the patrol or ranting anout whoever you had to face, but you were silent

it wasnt until aizawa ran you a bath and was washing your hair that you said anything

“have you...every had a close friend of family memer that you had to capture”

oh, so thats what happened... but then- “i never thought my own brother would try to kill me. i, i think im gonna take a leave from.... from work for a bit...”

aizawa wasted no time in cradling you in his arms, letting you sob and scream your pain and frustration out

hes glad you decided to take a leave of absence and helps you find a therapist and all when you brought it up

dabi:

he didnt seem too beat up when he got home, but by the smell of burnt skin and a distinct metallic smell, you knew he needed some first aid

he wasnt too bothered by his wounds though, letting you do your thing

you give him a mini lecture, telling him to be at least a little more careful, and went to start dinner

you forced him to stay on the couch while you cooked, but of course he broke that rule and stood with his arms around your middle while you continued cooking

he doesnt usually talk about his fights, but tonight he sure did

he explained how he ran into a pro hero while on his way back to base, and while he didnt share any of the more gruesome details, he did say he won (clearly)

but he also confessed to being drained and exhausted, mentally and physically

“they wanted information about me and who im around. i...i got kind of scared they would try to take you”

you moved the dinner from the stove, turning it all off before you turned around and hugged him close, pressing small kisses all over his face and neck

it was always a risk you both had to deal with, and it scared the both of you

shigaraki:

you werent part of the league, or a villain for the matter

you had a quirk, a good one too, but you didnt want to be a hero. you went to college instead

so it came as a shock when shigaraki walked out into the common area of the hideout to see the other league members fussing over you, only stopping to let him get to you

dabi and toga helped him patch and bandage you, but afterwards, shigaraki carried you to his room, shutting and locking the door when he had you seated on the bed

you looked shaken up, scared even, and that made shigarakis blood boil

he didn’t press you to say anything, knowing you’d tell him when you want to

luckily that was now, as you confided in him that some of the older students at your college, known for being assholes, decided to jump you

when shigaraki demand that you tell who, you laughed darkly and said you doubted they would still be living at this point

his sweet, little college student s/o killed? holy shit

hes proud of you, but is also hella pissed he wasnt there to protect you (even if it was basically impossible)

regardless, he and the league helped you collect some of your things and moved you into shigarakis room since you’re now a wanted person

shigaraki doesnt want you getting hurt again so he is around you constantly, even on his missions. (will assign you and him to get supplies, youre surprisingly good at stealing things)

[is-that-another-soulmate-au]

Sun Touched Zuko AU!!

Tag list @chaoticidiott @mypureessence @fae-tales-personal

This won't be a soulmate AU but it will be Zukka for sure.

Zuko was born sick, so sick in fact that he was going to die. His mother prayed to Agni that he would live, prayed that the sun spirit would save her first born son. In the gardens she held him up to the Setting sun pleading. The suns rays caught in the amber stone on top of the alter set for worship and moved to Zuko's eyes. His hair changed from solid black to a golden blonde, he opened eyes and began to cry. He was touched by the Sun and lived.

Ursa couldnt have been more happy, her son was alive. "My little sunshine" she whispered with tears rolling down her cheeks as she held him close and rocked him in her arms.

When Ozai saw his son's golden hair he demanded that it be dyed black, but was willing to compromise when Ursa suggested they wait until he turns 5 so that the dyes don't harm him.

The first time they dyed his hair he asked his mom why, his bright molten eyes looking at her with confusion "because your father wants you to feel safer my sunshine, people will stare at you with that bright shining hair of yours"

"Oh, okay" was his only response that day. He never questioned it anymore when they touched up his roots weekly.

After his mother left him he felt alone in the world, his dad still staining his golden hair each week with more and more ink. All the while berating him when he couldnt control his fire well. Even with being touched by the spirit and having powerful fire he couldnt manage to control it, couldnt understand how to. Until master Piandou taught him swords and he applied his teachings to his fire.

The first time he used his swords to control the fire Piandou was more than impressed "Prince Zuko! That was amazing!"

"Thank you Master, thinking of the swords as an extension helped me control the flames better" his smile soon faded when his father appeared

"Yes, great work Zuko, I am pleased to see you have learned how to control your flames, however mixing these arts in this fashion is unacceptable. Come with me"

After that he wasn't allowed back at Piandou's unless he was accompanied by either his father, or an advisor to make sure he practiced correctly.

On the day of his fated Agni Kai Zuko had just gotten his roots retouched before entering the war meeting. When his father burnt him for speaking out of term his tears felt like lava running down his cheeks. He could smell the fresh dye burning and it hurt his lungs.

His Uncle immediately took him under his wing when he was banished "Zuko, my star," his Uncle pleaded when they were at the western airtemple "i need to dress your wound, the sun spirit would not want you to lose your eye"

Zuko reluctantly let his Uncle clean and dress his wound several times on their travels until it healed and scarred over. When it finally healed over Iroh smiled "there you go sunshine" he said as he wiped the tears forming in Zuko's good eye away "do not cry Prince Zuko, you are safe"

He still dyed his roots every week to uphold his place as prince. He did not know that his golden hair was his own symbol or royalty, that the sun chose him. Sure he knew the sun saved him, but he could not understand that it was because he was chosen.

When he arrived at the South pole and discovered the Avatar, he felt a breath of relief wash over him. He was going home, but he heavily underestimated the Avatar's abilities and lost him.

Soon he started a cat and mouse game with the monk and his two southern water tribe friends. After the northpole he slacked on dying his hair, not because he didnt want to, he simply didn't have the resources to do so. So his roots started to grow in gold.

"Well your looking golden Zuzu" Azula's voice startled Zuko when he walked into the hut they were staying in.

"Azula, what are you doing here" he glared at his younger sister

"You know, im my country. We greet one another before asking questions" she responded coldly "i was just passing through"

"To what do we owe the pleasure of your visit Princess Azula?" Iroh piped into the conversation

"No wonder you two click, always so quick and to the point. Father sent me, family is suddenly very important to him." She turned her head to look out the window "father regrets your banishment. He wants you home"

Zuko was frozen in place "father regrets?"

"I can see you need time to think this through, ill be by to collect you in the morning" Azula smiled softly before a flash of worry flashed on her face for a split second as she walked out the door.

When Azula's true intentions were revealed Zuko and Iroh managed to flee from her and her soldiers. When they stopped at the river to cut their hair Zuko looked at Iroh when he watched the inky hair fall into the river "your gold hair will conceal your identity fairly well my nephew"

"Yeah, it'll hide me pretty well" nobody had seen Zuko with his golden hair before. He hadnt seen his hair fully gold since age five.

On their travels his hair grew fairly fast now that it wasnt being dyed so often. It would catch the eye of several earth kindom citizens when he passed through towns. When he and Iroh were sitting against a building with a hat in front of them a young woman approached them and slipped a few gold pieces in "I know this might sound creepy, and I'm only asking this because I cannot resist. But may I kiss your hair sir? You can say no, I won't take my money back."

Zuko flushed a light shade of pink and scratched the back of his head "uhm, s-sure?" He mumbled out and leaned his head towards her. She placed a tender almost motherly kiss to the top of his head.

"Oh, your hair is so beautiful sir, it's like a million rays of sun. I wish you luck, i can only spare a little but if you'd take these small meals Im sure they'd help you" she said while offering two wrapped meals

They accepted and thanked her with small bows "what a nice young lady, huh?" Iroh said and nudged Zuko's arm

"Yeah, she was very nice"

When Zuko and Iroh found Azula and Aang battling in an abandoned earth town Azula pointed out his hair "wow Zuzu! You look just like a star! Where'd all that ink go?" When the fight ended and Iroh was injured Zukos cheeks felt like magma was pouring from his eyes.

"Zuko, I can hel-" Katara approached them

"LEAVE!" Zuko cried out, turning to Katara with golden tears running down his face.

While on the Ferry to Ba Sing Se Zuko was angry, not angry at anyone or anything in particular, he was just angry. "Hey" the voice of a man at his right side broke his brooding "names Jet"

"Lee" Zuko muttered out how cover name

"Yknow Lee, I hear the captain is eating like a king while we're stuck eating all his left overs" he paused "want to help me... liberate some food rations?"

It didn't take much to convince Zuko to join him. They liberated the food quickly without getting caught. Zuko found himself wandering the the front of the lower deck, leaning on the railing. "You know, as soon as I saw your scar, I knew exactly who you were" he paused as he approached Zuko "youre a refugee, like me. Thing is though, I've never seen hair like yours, let along your eyes."

Jet reached out and brushed Zuko's hair out of his face. "The freedom fighters could use a starlight like you, what do you say?"

Zuko smacked Jets hand away gently "thanks, but no thanks, you don't want me on your team, trust me"

In Ba Sing Se Iroh and Zuko made a life for themselves. They managed to have their own tea shop and apartment. Things were doing great, until Zuko went after the Avatar's bison, mind you he went there originally to take the bison captive, but when he saw that the creature was hurt he sheathed his swords and removed his mask, letting his golden hair free as he approached the bison "hey buddy, are you okay?" His voice was much softer than usual "oh no, here let me help you, this is going to hurt and I'm sorry, but I need to pull out this thorn" he talked to him the whole time he was pulling out thorns, gently rubbing the fur near it to sooth him.

When he pulled all of the thorns out he took out his swords "alright buddy, dont worry about the swords, im going to use them to cut you out of these chains, shhh its okay, you're okay" he continued to talk him through each of the six shackles "there we go big guy, now you need to get out of here, go find your friends- ah! Hey!" Appa knocked him over and gave him a thanks with a big sloppy dog like lick across his torso and face before taking off.

"You did well my nephew" Zuko shot up at his uncle's voice

"Uncle?" His startled voice wavered

"Now lets get you out of here and back home." And that they did.

When they made it back to their apartment Zuko felt dizzy, he held his head in his hand "I dont feel good" he managed to get out before collapsing and breaking a vase

"Zuko!" Iroh shouted as he rushed to his nephew to make sure he didnt hurt himself on any broken glass.

In his Angst coma Sokka heard his mother singing

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me Happy! When skies are grey. You'll never know dear, how much I love you, so please don't hide my sunshine away"

His sisters voice mocked his hair "youre hair makes you look like a dandelion, a weed can't take the throne!" Her cackling filled his ears.

There was a blinding light and a woman appeared with flowing gold hair and bright fire eyes "my dear star, why do you let yourself hurt so much?"

"I don't, who are you?"

"I'm Agni my dear, you do know I chose you right?"

"Why?"

"You are special my dear, your mother made sure to get my attention and I am so glad she did" the woman spoke as she placed her hand on his cheek. Filling him with the image of her reaching out to kiss his eyes as a baby. "You are meant for great things little star." Her voice faded as she herself did

He soon woke from his coma with a fresh breath. Taking charge in making sure his Uncle's tea shop did well, and helping him where he could. However Azula soon found them and summoned them to the palace under the guise of serving tea to the king. Things didnt end well and Zuko was thrown into a cave beneath the City with Katara.

"Why would they throw you in here!" Her angry and hurt voice filled his ears as he tried not to make her feel more uncomfortable by staying as far from her as possible.

when she mentioned her mother he turned around and spoke "thats something we have in common"

"What?"

"My mother was my only source of safety... she was the only one who defended me against my sister and my father. And one day my father was ordered to... do something terrible and my mother protected me somehow, I dont know what happened but when I was half awake she told me goodbye and when I fully woke up she was gone."

When they were separated and Azula had Iroh trapped she approached "Zuko, nows your chance to come home. Help me defeat the avatar and you can come home. Without inking your hair. Isnt this what you've always wanted? You'll have your honor back, you'll have fathers love back"

And despite all he had gone through he still chose the path of returning to his father. When he did return his father wanted to dye his hair but Azula spoke up against it "father, if I may. Zuko's hair is a symbol of the fire goddess Agni, if he were to take the thrown it'd be best to show that she has chosen him"

"Yes, that is true. Alright, off with you two"

Reuniting with Mai wasnt smooth, she confessed to him that her and Ty Lee connected and while he was saddened he just smiled "I'm glad you two are with eachother, you work well"

On the day of Black sun, with the information he had learned from Iroh and armed with the fact that his father was practically powerless without his bending. He approached him.

"Zuko, what are you doing here?"

"Im here to tell the truth"

Ozai let out a snort "telling the truth during an eclipse?" He waved off his gaurds "what do you have to say"

"First of all, Azula lied to you, she was the one who shot down the avatar"

"What?! Why would she lie about that?"

"Because the avatars not dead, he's probably leading this invasion right now"

"Get out! Get out if you know what's good for you!"

"Thats another thing, I'm not taking orders from you anymore"

"You will obey me or face the consequences!" As Ozai stood Zuko drew his dual swords and took a stance

"Think again. I am going to speak my mind and you are going to listen"

He went on to question his father "you knew Agni chose me as a child and that was the reason my hair turned gold. You knew this and yet you hid that from the world, you darkened my hair for years, and you have the gull to tell me I was lucky to be born. You! The tyrannical leader set out to destroy the world. you! My own father challenged me to an Agni Kai just for speaking out of term, how could you possibly justify a duel with a child!"

"It was to teach you respect!"

"It was cruel and it was wrong"

"Then you have learned nothing!"

"No! I've learned everything, and I've had to do most of it on my own" he paused "Growing up we were taught that the war was our nations way of spread joy, what an incredible lie that was, the other nations don't love us, they fear us, and they are right to fear us, we've brought the world to an era of hate and suffering, now we need to fill it with one of peace and joy"

"Your uncle has gotten to you hasnt he" Ozai laughed

"Yes, he has, and I've come to another decision, im going to join the avatar, and im going to help him take you down."

After announcing this he turned to leave but stayed to learn about what happened to his mother

"She's alive?" He said in a soft voice as a single golden tear rolled down his cheek

"Perhaps," Ozai paused "now i see that banishment is far too small of a punishment for treason" he said as he gathered lightning and shot it at Zuko who quickly redirected it right back at him before escaping.

After finding that Iroh had broken out of prison Zuko fled the firenation in a small war ballon and followed the Avatar's Sky bison to the western air temples. Their first encounter didn't go so well and he managed to burn Toph's feet but after helping them defeat the assassin and managing to form his words more properly and giving a genuine apology to Toph he was on the team.

Some time after joining and managing to break Sokka's dad, Suki and Chit Sang out of prison they were all sitting around the fire. "So.. uhm Zuko" Aang started

Zuko turned to look at him "yeah?"

"I have to ask, pretty bunch nobody in the firenation has golden blonde hair right?" Zuko absentmindedly ran his fingers through his hair at the question

"Yeah, and when you were first chasing us your hair was black, whats up with that?" Sokka added

"Oh, uh, well my hair was always dyed black because my father doesn't like my gold hair..." he paused "when I was born, I was sick, so sick that my parents thought I was going to die. But my mother pleaded with Agni to spare me, she took me to the sun worship alter in the palace gardens at sunset and held me up, pleading. When the last ray of light from Agni, my hair turned golden and I began to cry. So, in a sense the sun gave me my life"

"Like Yue!" Sokka piped up

"Like who?"

"Princess Yue! She was born sick just like you, and the moon spirit saved her. Well, she's the moon spirit now"

"Woah woah wait, is this the girlfriend you said turned into the moon?"

"Yep!"

"Well, just don't go falling for Zuko now, dont want to have your first boyfriend turn into the sun" Suki teased him

"Hey, at least I'd have a full set of spirit lovers"

Zuko's face turned beet red and the group laughed at him. Over the next few weeks of them being in close quarters Zuko found that he was growing feelings for the water tribe boy. Anytime he'd look at him he felt his stomach do a flip. But he didnt have time to think about his feelings.

Even though the sun touched prince tried not to think about Sokka on the mission with Katara, he couldn't help it. When they were returning Katara piped up "I know you like him" she paused to watch his surprised face "its okay you know, its fine if you like him. I dont have like you to let my brother like you. I may be cold to you but im not a monster like your father" she tied off the sentence by staring off "and besides, if Agni chose you, I think you would be safe for Sokka"

When they got back he heard sokka shout "You're back! Thank La youre safe!" Turning to Katara he expected to see Sokka running to hug his sister. Instead he was tackled to the ground with a hug from Sokka "how did it go Katara?" He asked from the ground while quite literally snuggling into Zuko with this hug that was still very much happening.

"I found him, and he was just so pathetic, i couldnt kill him"

Sokka then stood up and helped Zuko to his feet and placed a quick sneaky kiss to his cheek before moving to hug his sister, leaving Zuko frozen in confusion. He remained frozen until Suki came up to him "he's trying to confess silently, he's weird like that, corner him later if you want to hear an actual confession"

He however didn't manage to corner the now seemingly overly flirty blue boy until they were at ember Island. It wasnt until just before bed when Sokka was walking past Zuko's bedroom door. He reached out grabbed Sokka's shirt and yanked him into the room before slamming the door shut and pinning him to it. "What are you doing?"

"Wh-what do you mean? You're the one who dragged me into your room, what are you doing?"

"Dont play dumb with me Sokka, you've been flirting with me since I got back from my trip with your sist-"

"Actually ive been flirting with you since the temples, you just didn't notice until I kissed you"

"You mean until you missed"

"What?"

Zuko smirked "you missed" he mumbled before leaning closer "you went for a kiss but you missed"

They ended up spending the night sharing a room and a bed. When the morning sun peaked through the windows Zuko curled back into sokka who in turn pulled him closer. Both refusing to wake up until Katara knocked on the door and opened it "breakfast is ready, if you two love birds want some warm food you better hury and I better not see any hickeys"

"Ugh! Katara we just cuddled!" Sokka said as he burried his face in Zuko's hair.

Katara simply laughed "alright, but still, hury up."

When the day of the comet came and Zuko had to separate from Sokka he saw the worry in his blue eyes "Ive got this Sokka, Agnj chose me remembe, besides, I've got Katara with me and she's powerful" he placed a quick kiss to Sokka's lips "go take down those ships, and I'll see you by the timd the sun rises tomorrow."

And he was right, even though he was shot with lightning and Sokka broke his leg they both came out of the battle alive and together. When Zuko woke up to find Sokka curled up against him he smiled and let out a soft breath of pink fire. Relief.

"Woah, do that again" Sokka's groggy 'just woke up' voice rumbled against his shoulder

"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you, do you mean this?" He let out another breath of fire, this time a pale purple

"I didn't know you could do other colors of fire"

"Well, I couldn't until I went to the sunwarriors, Agni spoke to me there"

After Zuko's Coronation the firenation began righting their wrongs. It was a long struggle for sure. However two years into his reign with Sokka having practically moved in he found that he would soon have a partner to help him through these struggles.

The day had only just begun but Sokka was dragging Zuko to the turtleduck pond where they often sat together to simply relax. Sokka seemed a little antsy this time though "what's wrong Sokka?"

"Uhm, well, I have something I need to ask you," he paused and reached into his pocket while sinkning down to one knee. Zuko's breath caught in his throat as he saw Sokka pull out a betrothal becklace, the band was made with a fine red silk and the center piece was gold with a carving of a sun with a wave inside of it. "Zuko," he took a shaky breath "you've been by my side for two years now, you've held my hand through war and peace, quite literally, and you've done so while loving me whole heartedly. I can't imagine my life without you in it." Zuko could feel golden tears threatening to fall fram his molten eyes "Zuko, will you marry me?"

"Yes!" He heard himself responding before he could even think "Agni, yes Sokka, of course I'll marry you!"

Sokka moved from his kneeling position to lifting Zuko up into a kiss, holding him right under his rear. Zuko held his face in his hands as he pressed his lips to Sokka's as he was lifted up quite unceremoniously.

Once he was set down Sokka helped him put on the betrothal necklace. He reached up to touch the Golden pendant and smiled up at Sokka with gold tears falling down his cheeks.

Their marraige was held not long after, joining the southern water tribe and the firenation in a strong Union with a mixed culture wedding blues, silvers, reds and golds filled the wedding and reception as well as suns and moons.

Agni smiled down on the wedding that day, her chosen sunshine found his moon.

Yue smiled on them that night as they stood on the balcony holding one another. The boy who protected her finally found his light.

>Woo boy that was a long one! I sure hope you enjoyed it!<

[brelione]

Road Trip (Rafe,Kelce,Topper X Reader)

Takes Place before The Best Boys

Arguing over who gets to play music

Merging all your playlists together and putting it on shuffle.That means going from the Moana soundtrack to Good Girls Bad Guys real quick

The ending location is Kelce’s lake house in Maine

Swapping spots in the car at every stop (Mostly stops demanded by Topper who just wants a slushie from every state)

Rafe driving when you guys first take off,letting you hold his hand

After the third snack stop you sawp to sit in the back with Topper,Kelce going into the passengers seat.You and Topper would watch Finding Nemo together and you werent wearing your seatbelt,leaning against him.

You used your polaroid camera so often,snapping pictures of Kelce whenever you could,even getting some of Rafe driving.

“OOH!MCDONALDS!PLEASE!”Kelce shouted over the music,Rafe glancing at you through the mirror,asking you silently. “Dont look at me!Get the poor boy some McDonalds!”You exclaimed,Kelce fistbumping you as Rafe pulled up to the McDonalds,not quite at the microphone. “Okay,we’re about to go throught the drive thru.Does everyone know what they want?”He asked,sick of Topper never knowing what he was doing.The three of you nodded,the boys ordering cheeseburgers,large fries,McFlurries and a yogurt parfait to “stay fit”.Rafe looked over to you,asking what you wanted. “Just a caramel iced coffee and a happy meal please.”You smiled,still having food from the gas stations.

Kelce was only allowed to drive during daytime because he has terrible eyesight

“Fuck-they forgot my happy meal toy!”You exclaimed,disappointed.The second Rafe saw another McDonalds he pulled up to the drive thu,asking for a cheeseburger happy meal,checking it for a toy after the worker handed it to him,letting out a relieved sigh. “Thats a good one,too.It looks like a Marvel person.”He handed it back to you.

At four in the morning the four of you were looking for a hotel to stay the night in,Topper driving this time around.Rafe noticed you go pretty much limp in his arms,your phone slowly falling from your hands and onto your stomach.He grinned,whispering to Topper and Kelce to turn down the music.

When they finally did find a hotel you guys were somewhere in Pennsylvania,getting a room with two beds and a pull out couch.

You were pretty tired,falling asleep on one of the beds immediately while the boys went to the vending machines,Kelce looking for something other than an energy drink for you to take your vitamins with.He had come back with an apple juice,grabbing your pills from the backpack you chose to bring inside,waking you up. “Hey,princess.You gotta take your vitamins then you can go to sleep.”He grinned,placing your pills into your palm,opening the bottle of apple juice.

Rafe was too tall for the beds,ending up on the pull out couch while old Mickey Mouse cartoons played on the tv.

You were clinging to Kelce when you woke up.He was scrolling through his phone,his arm at a strange angle so he wouldnt accidentally hit you. “Morning.”He grinned,setting his phone down,moving his other arm so you could sit up. You rubbed your eyes,yawning.The shower was running and Kelce had told you that Topper went to go get coffee.At some point you had fallen back asleep,face pressed into the cold pillow when an iced coffee was placed on the table next to you.You heard the shower turn off,Rafe emerging with a towel around his waist,hunting for his backpack.You blinked a few times,thinking that he was naked for a second. “Can we stay here for the day?Im tired of being in the truck.”You grumbled,reaching for the coffee and stirring the sugar and caramel syrup that was stuck at the bottom.Topper nodded in agreement,glad to finally stretch out his legs. “Yeah,yeah okay.”Rafe nodded,sitting on the pull out,watching the tv,glancing to you and Kelce every once in a while.He heard his phone ring,heart dropping when he saw that it was Ward. “I’ll be right back.”He told you guys,accepting the call.He paced up and down the hall as Ward demanded to know where he was. “I told you for the past three weeks I was going on a trip with (Y/N) and the boys.”He answered,biting his lip. “I dont remember that.”Ward grumbled. “Its cause you dont listen to me.”Rafe answered,hanging up and turning off his ringer,huffing as he leaned his head against the wall.You came out shortly after,sweatpants and Kelce’s baggy shirt on your body. “Hey,you okay?”You asked.He nodded,sniffling.You didnt say anything else,hugging him.His arms were tight around you,kissing your forehead,eyes closing as he calmed down. “He’s so bitchy.”Rafe whispered,voice shaky.You nodded,pressing a kiss to his collarbone. “I know,I know he is.But this is a fun little trip we’re having,right?”You asked,looking up at him.He nodded,his smile slowly coming back. “Right,so lets enjoy it.Lets go eat shit and watch stupid movies,i’ll even let you pick the movie.Even though its my turn-dont forget its my turn next time.”You grinned,tapping the tip of his nose.He chuckled,letting you drag him into the hotel room,sitting next to him on the bed.Topper had taken your polaroid camera from your bag,waiting for a good time to take a photo.Your arms were around Rafe,his head under your chin as he scrolled through the movies. “Isnt it (Y/N)’s turn to pick the movie?”Topper asked.You shrugged,not wanting to go into details.Rafe eventually picked a movie called ‘Shark Night’,a grin on his face knowing it would probably disturb you.You were on your phone most of the movie,a smile on your face as Rafe moved his face up so he could take a photo with you on snapchat,blue butterflies on his cheeks.You were oblivious to the fact of Topper taking a polaroid photo.It didnt matter how much it hurt him to see you and Rafe cuddling like a cute couple,you looked happy.He wanted to capture your genuine happiness in a photo,keeping the polaroid for himself.

Rafe had managed to stay clean for a bit of the trip,eventually doing a line in the hotel bathroom,pinching his nostrils so he wouldnt get a nose bleed.

Topper had went to go get you some fruit at a nearby grocery store,figuring that you’d be more comfortable eating something healthy.

He was right,watfching your happiness increase,loosening up as you ate a bowl of cherries and grapes.The second night at the hotel you slept next to-on top-of Topper,your arms around his shoulders and legs around his waist.

The morning of the third day you guys got back in the truck,enjoying The Descendants soundtrack,stopping at a beach to watch the sunset and have a small fire.

New york was a crazy experience,the place too crowded for you to really enjoy yourself.The four of you stayed at an apartment that Topper’s mother owned because of course she had to own a random apartment in the middle of New York.You showered at the apartment,the place so cold that you had to take Topper’s long sleeve shirt from him,shivering against him.

Thats when you chose to watch Z Nation,accidentally catching feelings for 10k.You had also gotten some of the best polaroids of Topper and Kelce,including two of Kelce eating a cookie the size of his head.In the first he was biting into it,the second he was glaring at the camera,realizing you had caught him.You also got a polaroid of Topper doing meditation,headphones on and sitting on the floor.The polaroids from that trip stayed in your mini backpack and away from the others just incase the boys ever wanted to look through your polaroid stacks.

The boys also got plenty of photos of you on their snapchat and around one hundred in their camerarolls if they were all put together.

Once you guys finally got to the lake house it was nothing but laughs,camp fires,kayaking and dancing around

You and Topper decided to bake a ton of sugar cookies and frost flowers and waves on them,most of it just looking like melted blobs of color but it was still fun to do.

Sitting on the large couch and binge watching disney princess films as you all ate the sugar cookies

“We love a bisexual bitch.”Kelce grinned at the television.You guys were currently watching Mulan,one of Kelce’s favorites. “He really puts the bi in bitch.”You agreed.

Campfires were fun,roasting marshmallows.Rafe being the dumb bitch he is burnt all of his,eating one that had ashes on it,gagging.

You and Rafe went kayaking in the lake but you were paranoid as hell from the movie you guys had watched,wanting to turn around when you guys got to the deeper part of the lake.He had laughed at you,agreeing.You guys decided to just sit on the sand,his hand on your thigh as you sighed,looking out at the clouds.

You guys stayed at the lake house for around ten days,not wanting to leave the cozy place. “We should move here.Like,can you imagine all of us living together?That would all be fucking chaos.”You laughed,eyes closed as you laid on your back with a pillow under your head.Topper blushed,glancing outside one of the windows. “I feel like it’d be fun.”Kelce shrugged,flipping through the channels. 

You and the boys had driven into town to the tourist shops,laughing about how you probably looked the same as the tourons in obx.You got a sweatshirt with the location on it along with a t shirt and a mug,a grin on your face when you saw Kelce looking at t shirts,figuring it would most likely end up on you more than it was on him.

The mornings were really fun,the air was cold and you could see your breath,the four of you drinking hot coffee outside and enjoying the sight of the water and the beautiful green trees.

Kelce had taken photos of plenty of leaves,claiming that they were ‘the chosen ones’

You guys found a farm stand,going and trying a ton of new things including a bottle of home made strawberry milk and dunking the leftover sugar cookies in it.

You guys even went to see a huge waterfall,Rafe doing a secret photo shoot of both the trees,the waterfall and you.

You found a really cool rock that was both shiny and green,giving it to Topper for his rock collection that only you knew about.

The drive back to North Carolina was kind of sad,missing the vibes of the house in the woods.You all decided to go back to your house and have a sleepover,not wanting to drive anymore than necessary.

“Can we get taco bell?”Kelce asked,half asleep against the window. “Bruh,I cant even think about food right now ill throw the fuck up.”You mumbled,reaching for his hand.It felt cold which was nice because you felt really warm for some reason,dragging him across the leather seat,enjoying how cold he was. “What are you doing?”He asked,not fighting it. “You feel cold.”You mumbled,clinging onto him.Rafe frowned,asking if you wanted him to turn the AC on higher.You nodded,enjoying the blasts of cool air.Luckily Kelce got his taco bell,eating only half of it before falling asleep.You felt the car pull into a gas station,Topper and Rafe swapping spots so Topper would be the one driving and pumping gas into the truck. “We’re almost there guys.”Topper told you and Kelce,the radio playing Billie Eilish quietly.When the truck stopped again you guys were at a motel,not far from the docks where you’d have to catch a ferry in the morning.Topper just carried you in,letting you sleep against him on the bed,only waking up to the alarm that had been set.

The ferry ride was a blur.Kelce’s silver car had been parked in his cousins garage,the four of you getting inside and driving right to your house,all of you going back to sleep in your living room.Poor Rafe didnt even make it onto the couch,falling asleep on your floor.You were all asleep until mid afternoon,Rafe having a slight sunburn on his nose,cheeks and forehead but not so bad that he needed aloe.Kelce was walking like a zombie,making coffees and hot pockets,serving them to you guys. “Shitting hell-you didnt take you vitamins last night.”He cursed,handing you the small fist full and grabbing you a water bottle. 

“dammit-we have to redo the whole trip!I forgot to get a slushie in every state.”Topper huffed. “Fuck dammit,bottom!” “Well who’s fault is that?Who’s is it?Not mine” “Maybe you shouldve driven the whole time!” Topper pouted,all of you attacking him at once.

“I made a cool edit though,you wanna see?”Kelce asked you guys,excited as he went into his cameraroll,not waiting for an answer.There were clips of you guys in the car,screaming the lyrics to the Ever After High theme song,the next clip of you and Rafe cuddling on the pull out mattress,weird filters on your faces.The next was Topper trying to get chips out of the vending machine,nearly getting his arm stuck. 

“Shut the hell up!Its almost my favorite part!”You shouted,shushing the boys as your favorite part of Rewrite The Stars came up.

 “Im going to catch this frog-im gonna do it.”You were determined,squatting over the long grass,staring down. “Shit-I lost it!”You laughed.

Topper tried to balance a sugar cookie on his nose,failing and losing it to the couch. “NO!THAT ONE HAD A SUNFLOWER ON IT!”He cried,searching desperately for it.The camera then moved to you and Rafe laughing then to Kelce,a smile on his face as he glanced down at the phone screen.

It was all funnier than it shoulve been since the theme song to little einsteins was playing the background,the video ending with a video of you and Rafe battling eachother with pool noodles,Topper shouting about fowl hits and how it was ‘illegal in the land of narnia’

“Wow,freaking photographer ass.”Topper chuckled,making Kelce shrugged. “I mean,I learn from the best.”He smiled at you.

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[xiaophobic]

WAIT JSKDCBHN I DIDN'T SIGN MY LAST ASK HSHSHSHSH I FORGOT IM SORRY,,, but you are right my love, the one that asked for domestic genshin teams was none other than i, sunflower anon ;) ngl that wouldn't have made much sense without context so i'm glad you were able to figure it out also yes i agree with beth slander, anemo cube go brr

DON'T BE SORRY FOR GOING TOO LONG ! READING YOUR ANSWER WAS SO FUN AND YOUR TEAM IS SO CUTE HELP,,, ESP THE ONE WHERE ZHONGLI & SUCROSE WEAVE FLOWERS INTO EACH OTHERS HAIR THAT WAS ADORABLE 😭 now *rubs my grubby little hands together* brain rot sharing time

For context my main team consists of albedo, venti, xingqiu, and keqing and I’ve grown too attached to every single one of them that I have zero clue on who to switch out when wishing for eula

Venti <- this bitch is my platonic soulmate and we’d most likely beg to share rooms

I get the feeling that albedo and xingqiu would share one, bigggg room that they evenly halved. Dont ask why it just felt right, and albedo is more often in some spare room that he turned into a lab so xingqiu can invite whoever and let them crash in his room

Keqings the only one with a single room and i dont think shes mad about that because her room is,,, so full of paperworks,,, neat and orderly yes but pAPERWORKS-

Alr ive assigned rooms now so onto whatever happens inside *stretches fingers*

I’d say we’re pretty even in terms of whos responsible and whos not, so unless albedo becomes in charge of watching klee there shall be no fire to be committed

Its funny how we have a god and a nonbeliever under one roof, so i think keqing would be skeptical around venti. But of course, ventis playful nature and fun demeanor would likely win her over, so now she treats him like family as well

Though that said, she’d also find herself scolding both me and venti on our uhhhhh tendencies to be lazy HSHSHSH she fr tells me to stop procrastinating in game every five seconds, so imagine if she was put with mr wine aunt barsibado?

Cute friendship between albedo and xingqiu because theyve made a book together and two educational boys,,, the amount of braincells in one room is ridiculous

Remember when I said keqing was happy she had a single room? Its because of her rex lapis dolls. Neither venti nor xingqiu ever let her live that down.

In terms of cooking, venti and i are never allowed for our own good. Venti isnt a bad cook but hes definitely a chaotic one and i physically cant make pancakes if my life depended on it. Albedo is on cooking duty most of the time but if hes busy, xingqiu will do it (though he will throw out the carrots) because keqings often too busy

HAVE YOU SEEN THE DESCRIPTION OF ALBEDOS SPECIAL DISH?? ITS A WHOLE FANFICTION OMG

Venti making everyone flower crowns mmmmmmmmmm and specific types of flowers for each person... aw

Whenever xingqiu reads a new history book, sometimes venti will just go “LIES. THATS NOT WHAT WENT DOWN. PUT THAT BOOK AWAY AND ALLOW ME TO TELL YOU WHAT REALLY HAPPENED-”

Albedo and Keqing both staying up really late because of work and venti having to sing them songs so theyll sleep i am SOFT

A recurring theme I find in this team is that we all look like responsible upkept high society people but behind the locked doors youll find keqing trying to get venti to get tf up, xingqiu and i raving about some fanfic, and albedo making something explode in his lab on accident

Bonus because ive run out of ideas:

(keqing THIS IS A CANON VOICELINE) Sleep well... me? Uh... I still have a handful of things on my to-do list, but I'll call it a night once they are done.

(xingqiu) lady keqing… please, it's too late in the evening. Mr Kreideprinz, the new concoction, if you would.

(venti, putting down a frying pan) oh… so we’re using the potion tonight?

Okay so the quality of whatever this is isnt guaranteed and its 100% crack barely any soft HELP HSHSH but im typing this in the middle of science class so pls forgive me. I wonder how you feel when you get a super long ask in your inbox…? I hope you still dont mind ( ´^｀) have a nice day dearest!! I’ll sign off twice now so I wont forget next time KESHEJ -🌻 anon

BAE I LIKE DIDNT SEE THIS???? WAH IM SORRY FOR MY LATE RESPONSE,,

HELP YOU MFS ARE SO CHAOTIC??? THE BONUS LITERALLY HAS ME DYING WHY IS VENTI FULLY PREPARED TO KNOCK HER OUT WAGSH(<\%[^{*}

your team definitely has “burnt out gifted kid” vibes ABSHAHSHA BUT IN A GOOD WAY OF COURSE they’re just all doing their best to be their best (with the possible exception of venti, though i’d argue that around such composed characters he’d experience his own slight code switch)

i’ll give you one of my own personal headcanons and apply it to your team a bit since i feel like it fits!!

venti knows everyone he comes across, or at least can connect their face to someone he’s seen in the milleniums he’s lived — a relative or something. he’s the god of wind and freedom, so naturally he’s traveled to all nations in order to be free and see the world as he pleases.

given this, he knows everyone on your team. he can connect their faces to at least one of their distant relatives that he’s known before. that is, except for albedo, who was born of chalk. the first person in a while who he sees and knows nothing of, so he FREAKS THE FUCK OUT. he spends half of his time stressing over who he could possibly be the offspring of but ends up coming up short every time.

he falls under the impression that albedo just must be klee’s older brother who was just never mentioned, until klee confesses that they’re not related biologically. it remains the subject he loses his mind over at the bottom of each bottle.

ABAHSHAHSH I JUST LIKE THE IDEA OF VENTI BEING SECRETLY WATCHING OVER THEM ALL YKNOW? HE CARES MAN 💔

anyway, i’m sorry this was so late and i’m happy you shared with me, this was rlly a pleasure to read <33 i hope you’re doing well, and please remember to take care of yourself, sweetpea ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝

[scarlettkat86]

FC5 GFH Tag!

Tagged by @chyrstis ty bb💜

My brain instantly emptied when I saw this tag. Hopefully I got it working enough to give y'all Lo as a GFH.

Loralai Dale Jones (GFH)

With Fangs for Hire

Boomer: "Bebee booms!" "Who's the bestest boy? You are!"

Peaches: starts singing pussy cat by bridge city sinners

"How bout a treat for that catitude eh? Wouldn't wanna end up like those peggies."

Cheeseburger: *offers hand and ear scratch* "hope you don't mind some fruits for a snack, I'd like to see you around for a long time big guy"

"hey cheesie, think I could ride on your back into battle? No?"

With other Guns for Hire

Sharky: *checking him out as he joins the team* "dammit, forgot my 'caution: wet floor' sign"

*high fives and secret handshake before shouting "team loshaw in the house!"

*sharky turns on radio. Set those sinners free starts playing.* "this is such a Johnny Cash knock off but goddamn it's good." * Starts singing off key and slaps his hand before he can turn it off.*

Adelaide: "Hey Ads, why's Jacob not on the 'any hole' list?"

*if adelaide is talking bad of hurk jr* "I'm all outta Bitch b gone spray, but these hands can show you what happens when you don't have anything kind to say."

"Im 100% certain I didnt need that image. Now I can't go back to the marina."

Jess *after watching her stealth kill a chosen and two judges in seconds* "I think you're lady boner is showing."

*while waiting* "You know sometimes I wish you'd talk more, but I'm learning the beauty of being one with natur-" *one of Jess' arrows hit the tree beside her head* "Fuck. I don't know if I'm afraid or horny right now. Both. I think both." Jess smirks, barely visible, but its there.

Nick Hey nick, wanna make a deal? *scratches beard* "Depends what you got in mind"

"Free flying lessons in exchange for painting a giant dick onto John's plane?" She rambles on about her plan and he agrees.

"Oh! I almost forgot! I found some of that old baby stuff the peggies took in a bunker a while back, tell Kim I'll be by this weekend."

Hurk Jr. Always greets her as ElDeeJay *finger guns* "Hurkinator!"

After a fight* Hurk runs over to her "Are you alright amigo?" *clutches scrape on her head* "first of all, did you see that peggie get launched? Amazing, and i think he's still in the tree!! Secondly, don't ever aim that rocket near me again or I'll throw you off a cliff."

Grace: *first time meeting her* "wow, you're gorgeous."

"sick shot! Think you could give me lessons?"

"I can sense your an honest person. Glad to have you at my back."

In combat:

•seeing an enemy: "the big ones mine."

•sneaking: "one two Lo is coming for you..."

•killing an enemy: "this never gets easier." "It's my life or yours!" "Think I strik have brain on my boots. Disgusting."

•Reviving: "I'll be there lickety split!" "You're not dying on my watch."

•Hurt: "sonofabitch!!owww." "I'm fine, it's just, a scratch." "Come on! Push through the pain, just a few more."

•Downed: "Take your time, I've got all day. Just bleeding out here." "Fuckfuckfuck" *vision blackened* "I don't see a light. That's.. that's a good thing, right?"

Driving:

If asked to drive: "Buckle up mother fuckers!" "You can totally trust me behind the wheel."

Reckless driving: "cheese on a cracker!" "Who the fuck taught you to drive? A blind man?" "Watch out, I don't want to meet a fiery death at the bottom of a cliff!"

•Changing the radio stations:

Faith's music *exaggerated yawning* "Nope, no, nein, I can't."

*oh John while riding with grace. Making up lyrics* Oh lawd!! Beauty and Grace! She's putting bullets in each and every peggies face!"

Idle:

• If you haven't tried Chad's grill, you've gotta. Don't be put off by the whole roadkill thing. It's fresh, it's delicious. Here feeds the whitetails. I mean have you seen Eli? That's a piece of meat I could sink my teeth into...."

•I wasn't born here in Montana, don't remember much of Tennessee. I do remember always going for hikes to local waterfalls or fishing with my dad there. Was a little more dense, a little less serene... man, I wish he'd of had a chance to see this place.

•Can't stand sitting around. Anyone wanna go for a run? No one?

Location specific:

•In the Whitetail Mountains: "Nothing makes my skin crawl quite like those wolf beacons. Faith has nothing on Jacob when it comes to psychological horrors."

•At Fall's End: So glad to see this place outta John's hands. Im not much for religion but I try to stop by to see Pastor Jerome often. Mans got some interesting stories from his time in service, and history of Hope County.

•Near any Clutch Nixon mission: Greatest or stupidest stuntman of all time. I tried the Baptism of fire one time. Lost an eyebrow, took two years for the burnt hair on the side of my head to grow back normal and broke my arm but man. It was thrilling.

Tagging: @goodboiboomer-fc5 @wewillryesagain @minilev @theblissburns @nightwingshero @jacobmybeloved if yall wanna.. sorry for any double tags, maybe you have a 2nd fc5 oc to share? No obligations though! I took... forever to find this in my drafts :/

[pbandjesse]

I have had an excellent and exciting day. Im laying in my studio on what we are now calling the studio ravioli. Because its stuffed. Its an excellent name.

Today was so nice though. I slept okay enough. But it was really hard to get up. I did eventually get out of bed. James made me a waffle but I coudlnt eat it. I had a small piece of pie because he said I had to eat something. I mostly worked on my inktober and got dressed and felt cute. And around 1015 we headed out.

James had to run back inside for his phone. But it was beautiful out. It actually felt like fall. And looking at the forecast it may actually stay that way. Excellent.

We biked down to the harbor. And one of the stop lights was showing all the colors so James wanted to stop to take a picture. But he missed it a few times and i was worried about being late. But he got his picture and we got to the hospital on time.

I checked in and changed my address with them. And them me and James got flu shots while we waited for me to get called back.

It was a long wait. But once i got called back the nurse did all her stuff. I weigh a little more then i want but im actually feeling good about myself right now so I'm not gonna let it upset me.

We had to wait for a while for my doctor to actually come in but it was all good. When she did come back we told her the stuff I had had James write down. And she decided to check me for a whole lot of stuff. And finally. Finallly get checked for psoriatic arthritis!! She sent me down to get an xray and a bunch of blood taken.

The x-ray was slightly scary but actually fine. I got to wear some very fashionable shorts. And I had to take out my belly ring. But it was way faster then I thought it would be!

Taking blood took a little longer but was fine. Didnt need to take as much as I thought they would. And thr phlebotomist was really nice.

Me and James left there and biked up to the train station to grab the bus to the art museum. We got to take the bus for free. Which is always nice. And we went to paper moon diner first!

Lunch was very good and it was a lot of fun just being with my boyfriend. And then we went to the museum. We went to the exhibit about abstract black artists. And it was really interesting. Got to see some artists I was familiar with and some that I wasn't. My favorite part about the entire exhibition though was that they had lots of first-person quotes from the artists and from artists that were inspired by those artists who were also in the show. It was really interesting and I enjoyed it a lot.

We looked around and a few other exhibits as well. And we ended up going over to the Contemporary Wing because they have redone it. And I really enjoyed it. So a couple pieces I had seen before button a new contact. Took a lot of pictures of my Beanie Baby because I thought that would be fun and it was. And the mended up going down to the temporary exhibits and we got to see these couple video pieces that were fabulous. Blick highlight of the day fabulous. They were about different financial and modern feudalistic and socialist Concepts and I loved it. It was wonderful. I'm so glad that we wandered in there.

I was tired though and James was a little burnt out or Museum. So after we wandered in the gift shop for a while and I pointed at things I liked we went home. We had to wait for a little bit for the boss but that was okay. It came and we wouldn't gar bikes and liked up to the shopping center to get cat food. The line of the Rite Aid was very wrong again but I don't care that much. We got home a little bit before 5 and James charged his phone and I puttered around the apartment before he had to leave.

He left to go work his shift at the theater and I laid here on the studio ravioli. That's mostly what I've done tonight. I chilled here with sweet pea. I took a bath. I picked out my outfits for my trip this week. I'm going back home with my parents for a night so that I can go to a gallery opening and then we're going to Massachusetts growing. NBA really nice little trip. Now I'm just laying here with sleepy and waiting for James to get home. After his shift he went to Hamden to see if a friend who's in a pinball competition. I do not know how that works. But I hope he's having a good time. He has work tomorrow and I'm going to be here working on my commissions and some drawings and I'm just going to try to have a good art day. I have Sunday off as well and I'm going to try to work on school stuff then. Get some lesson plans done. But tomorrow is for art. I hope you all have a great night. Sleep well. Take care of each other.

[one-night-story]

Echoes of You (Spike Spiegel)

A/N: The formatting on this is h e l l. But when nostalgia slaps you and says “Fall in love with Spike Spiegel again.” You do as it’s says. Thus this

Roman Holiday had changed who she was so many times she didn’t remember who she was when she started. She’d been a drug lord, a spy, an informant, a bounty, a runaway. But these days, with blue and purple hair and a coat large enough to hide a pistol, she settled on being a ghost among the streets, listening and picking up information as she went. She found herself on Mars, mourning friends and paying dues. She was going to have to disappear again soon. But first, she needed food, scissors, and some hair dye; though she was uncertain what color. She tried walking into a convenience store when she ran into someone.

“Sorry about that.” The guy said. From that one comment Roman almost got whiplash. That voice shouldn’t be talking to her. That voice should’ve been dead. If not from the first time, then definitely the second time. She looked up at him and sure enough it was him. Spike Spiegel in all his blue suited, disheveled glory. And he looked just as shocked to see her. “Ro-?” He didn’t get to finish her name because she took off, sprinting in the opposite direction as fast as she could. He of course went after her, he always would, and she scaled a building to get to the roof. She pulled her pistol and waited for him to catch up.

“Who are you?” She asked.

“Ro don’t do this.”

“Tell me! Stop playing cruel tricks and just tell me!” She yelled. It couldn’t be him, it shouldn’t be him.

“Roman, it’s really me.”

“Bullshit, you died.”

“I didn’t,”

“Then you died again.”

“I’ve had worse.” He said with his trademark lazy smile. Roman almost let up at that. He still knew her weak points.

“Gimme the word.” She said, lowering her gun but not putting it away. He furrowed his brows and then figured it out.

“Lily.” He said. Roman lowered her pistol entirely and put it away. Her flower of choice. Julia had roses, she had lilies. Her whole form softened, though she was far from the Roman he used to know. Spike took a step forward to see if she’d let him and sure enough, she didn’t move. “It’s good to see you Roman. Glad to know you’re still picking up information.” He said. Roman shrugged and sat down, still keeping her distance.

“Nothing better to do on this dirt rock. You know you threw the whole operation into chaos, right? There’s a power vacuum with at least seven people trying to fill it.” She said. Spike sat across from her, a little closer than she would’ve liked, but she allowed it. She chalked it up to some primal part of her brain still wanting to keep him as close as she could. He pulled a cigarette from his pocket and stuck it in his mouth.

“What’s next for you then? Figure you’re not gonna stick around for that mess to sort itself out.” He said as he fished out a lighter and lit the cigarette. He took a drag and offered it to Roman. She took it and copied the movement. She never smoked unless she was with Spike. Again, she chalked it up to that primal part of her brain that was still 13 years old and hoped that she still stood a chance against a far prettier half-sister.

“I cut my hair, redye it and catch a flight out of here. I’m thinking Ganymede. Or the asteroids. Hell, I could go be a small fry in Tijuana.” She said.

“And what color will it be this time?” He asked. Roman’s mood was usually determined by her hair. She changed it with regimes, mood, the music she was listening to that month, and sometimes when she felt she had no control of anything. He watched as she thought over her answer.

“Red. Probably. Or pink. Julia always thought I’d look good with pink.” She said muttering the last part.

“You would.” He said. Roman tried to not flush to the color in question, but she never did take compliments well. “I remember she was constantly trying to push you out of the shadows.”

“I like the shadows. No one judges me there. I’m useful there.” Roman argued. Spike chuckled and took a drag from his cigarette. The motion was repeated when he passed it to her to take a drag.

“Maybe, but you have no reason to stay there. Unless you wanna start working for the police.” He said.

“I could be a bounty hunter.” She said with a shrug.

“Oh no, I don’t think I could have you competing for my dinner money too.” He said with his trademark smile. Roman laughed at his comment, a real laugh. Something she hadn’t done in a while. As she laughed, Spike watched her. Her face was lit up by the beginnings of sunset and neon. Her and Julia had no personality similarities, but sometimes they did have physical ones.

“I haven’t done that in forever.” She said when she finally calmed down. Spike smiled at her. She seemed lighter now, more at ease. It was like the laughter fit had locked her into a time machine and she had shed so many years of cynicism with ease. “What about you? What becomes of the great Spike Spiegel? Now newly undeceased again.” She asked. Spike thought it over. He wasn’t certain. He didn’t know if he could go back to the Bebop. But he didn’t know any other way of life. Maybe just him and Jet could strike out again. Maybe he needed to go forward. Maybe he needed to disappear.

“No idea. Maybe dye my hair and change planets.” He said. Roman rolled her eyes.

“Hey, don’t steal my one thing.” She said. Spike chuckled and actually gave her a genuine smile. They were silent for a minute, casually passing the cigarette between themselves. For a moment they felt like teenagers again, sharing cigarettes and sharing a moment of uncertainty. At least that’s how Roman always felt in moments like these. Until finally she broke the tension.

“Annie told me you came to see her.” She said as she looked down.

“Yeah. Thought I might finally kill him.”

“Ignored my bounty then.”

“Always did. Whenever it came up, no matter what the price, no matter what name you were under. I wouldn’t do that to you Roman.” He said. It felt like a whisper on the wind. Like if he said it any louder, he’d lose her like he lost Julia. Roman leaned into this, allowing one of her knees to knock into his. She needed this. She needed him. Outside of just that primal part that told her she was once 13 and crushing on the one person in the whole galaxy she couldn’t have.

“I look at you and I think… god what have we done with our lives? And what did it get us?” She said with what Spike could only describe as the truest form of sadness he’s ever seen from her. Roman Holiday kept all her cards close to her chest until one day, she’d die. But now? He felt like he was peering through a brick in her wall. “I loved my sister more than anything in this life. And I chose her happiness over mine, time and time again.” She scoffed and leaned back on her hands. “God I can’t believe I’m saying this.”

“What?” He asked. He wasn’t sure what was coming next, but curiosity killed him to know.

“A million years ago, she said to me “this one’s mine.” So, I stood by.” She said. “And I knew I shouldn’t do anything, I should just leave and pretend I never met you. But Julia,”

“She was too kind for that.” He said as his brain was slowly putting the pieces together. He had always wondered when they were kids, even before Roman became a shadow figure, why she always seemed to fall into that point, even when Julia brought her out, or when he tried to talk to her. But now he got it. She’d been hiding pain this whole time.

“I should go.” She said. She stood up and dusted herself off. Spike stood up as well and grabbed her wrist before she could go anywhere.

“Don’t disappear again.” He said. Roman looked down at her beat up shoes, trying to hide what had just come to pass.

“You can’t ask that of me.” She said.

“Ro, you’re all I’ve got left.”

“And who’s fault is that?” She snapped. Spike wanted to get offended. But he remembered an incident when they were younger, where he’d gotten too close and she’d snapped, and he retaliated. They didn’t speak for a month. Not until Julia forced them to, and not until after he’d brought her lilies. He sighed and plucked the nearly burnt out cigarette from his teeth and passed it to her. She took a drag and then stomped it out. She was still looking down at it when Spike brought her face to look up at him. Roman unintentionally leaned her cheek into his hand, blinking at him a couple of times.

“I won’t let this be the last time I see you Roman.” He said. Spike, at his core, was a deeply sentimental person. He couldn’t lose Roman. She reached up and brought his face to hers, giving him a small, soft and what Spike could only describe as a ghost of a kiss. Like she was afraid of what fully kissing him would mean. He kissed her cheek in turn, letting it sit there a little longer than either of them expected. When they separated, they put the distance back between them. Once again, afraid of what the closeness would do to them. She tossed him a comm unit she had pocketed off some guy and he caught it with ease.

“Call that ship of yours.”

“Wouldn’t that be going backward?” He asked.

“One step backward to go miles forward? I think it’s worth it. Call them Spiegel.” She said. Spike nodded.

“Remember, pink.” He said. Roman gave him a small, soft smile and nodded.

“See you Space Cowboy.” She said as she ran off the edge of the roof, scaling down the building to go buy some scissors, some food, and some pink hair dye.

[single-malt-scotch]

still no art rn bc i got a bit burnt out w all the drawing around double life- so im just still binging s7 videos aaaand well i finished grian's s7 series lol. i definitely watched nearly all the episodes i think unlike s6 where i jumped around. im still going back and watching other pov's of s7 though, itll just take me a bit. but, the consensus:

i watch grian's s6, s7, most of s8 and what there is of s9. i had started s8 after watching s9 (which i watched first) but i stopped when i decided i wanted to go all the way back to 6 instead, but also cuz i wasnt super into the plot heaviness of that season. i maaay go back to s8 and finish it since its so short but im not sure, it still wasnt hitting like s6 or s7 to me.

my Onion right now is, s6 is one i may go back and watch more of- i watched grian bc i wanted to get to know him more and see if i enjoyed his style. he was also new that season so i feel like it was a more skewed perspective since he didnt know everyone well and wasnt hanging out with many other people yet? but again idk who i may watch from that season (i enjoy seeing people interact the most tbh so i am not sure who i may jump to). but once i got into s7 i can say it has by far been a favorite and was very thrilled to see grian interacting more consistently with other members too- especially those i wanted to watch that season like etho and bdubs. i will probably go and watch etho myself too, and i watched a few eps of bdubs to tie up some loose ends. overall s7 had so many things in it that made me want to go check out other videos and while i may, im pleased that grian took more time to go out and about to see other people's bases and the events that made people go out more. the turf war, base swap, and secret bases were all key events that i found quite amusing and i felt they were all wrapped up quite well too. it seemed like everyone had better ideas of what they wanted to do and carry through in terms of stuff to plan. i was also wondering when the proxy mod came in so glad i got that covered by the end of that season lol. which brings to me my remaining thoughts into s8 and proxy mod--

so s8 sits very different w me now after watching 6 and 7. obviously those two were longer, and im kinda surprised to remember s7 took place during covid because it really didnt feel like it?? it seemed like they were all very productive, and i guess when your whole thing is playing inside on minecraft then, it wouldnt be too affected lol. but still, surprised i didnt see any clear hiccups even if they tried to keep that out of the videos on purpose. anyways, s8 and proxy mod.... when i watched s9 and the life series around the same time i was intrigued by the proxy mod as i hadnt ever seen any smps just using it constantly. for Life it made sense for sure, but working my way backwards in the HC seasons i guess i can see the pros and cons from my perspective...

i got quite accustomed to the uh, "old style" of videos with s 6 and 7. you know, recording on your own and hopping into calls when you wanted to interact further but otherwise typing in chats. i didnt realize how.... hm. different that is for the viewing experience. it allowed me to focus far more on the person im watching and makes certain interactions more amusing when its limited in chat. Proxy is convenient, and i do think its fun to hear people get closer or farther, or to surprise them. but the near constant of it being on kinda makes it feel like a never ending voice call, and i dont feel like (at least from grian's perspective as its the only i watched) it gives the person time to focus as much sometimes? and it doesnt always feel like the creators are actually addressing the audience anymore, as they are often focused on talking to those around them. its hard to say, bc i think part of it has to do with it being new, so everyone wants to use it a lot and get used to it. and i wouldnt say it ruins the videos either. but its a whole different feeling!

i think its nice to have the creators have their own space to commentate and then go into calls to talk w people because it better seperates the content. i do think the proximity part of proxy mod is fun and great for shenanigans. i think it being constantly on can hinder some things, and i hope to see more separation/muting in the future maybe...

[ffuuuuuuuck]

september 24, 2019

Today was such a bad day my thoughts kept pulling me in different directions- all of them bad

ended up skipping class today, thought about dropping out of school entirely like a lot

like, i know im capable of it and it’s not even hard, it’s just the looming fear of failing again like i did in my first highschool. I’m falling into the same patterns, it’s getting harder to maintain a positive mentality. it sucks because i was doing so good and then one thing sets me off and im back on my bullshit. 

somehow writing it out makes me feel a little better, makes it feel like the thoughts aren’t all just stuck in my head. 

my family helped today- my mom sang one direction with me in the car because i think she could tell I was on the verge of crying lol. That’s what she used to do with me in middle school and felt bad about the way i looked- it was cheesy and dorky but nice. she also took me to meet my baby cousin for the first time since she’d been born-5 months old and shes fat as fuck but also cute as fuck

i think i might just go back to spending time with my family again- it was easier than having to deal with friends. I love them, but i don’t feel the same with them anymore. it was different when i was into the same shit- smoking weed, doing drugs, doing nothing but walking around all the time. but now i’ve got school and work and actual responsibilities, and none of them seem to get that. Some of them even get mad because i cant spend as much time with them. I understand being upset, but it just makes me feel worse because i already feel worn thin. Plus, we dont really have anything in common anymore other than weed. Even that i’ve been trying to quit, but that’s all they ever wanna do and my lungs are all burnt out. And frankly, i like the feeling of being sober better than being high now. 

I guess that’s the only thing me and Maurice had in common. When we first became friends,  i was so happy to have someone like me. Into musicals, into anime, into all these dorky things my other friends weren’t into. but now its nothing but weed or talking about her ex boyfriend, or our friend bianca. I’m really glad her and bianca get along so well- i knew they would, i would always try getting all of us to hangout so they could get to know eachother more. But now it just feels like im on the outside. Whenever im with them they always just go off in their own space, talk about their own things that i can’t contribute because i wasnt there or not in on their inside jokes. I tried for awhile to just get used to it, because i shouldve been just happy that they were happy. But then they started hanging out without me all the time, and yeah, it makes me a little sad but no biggie it’s not like theyre my only friends. it feels like im not allowed to feel anything, like anything negative that i feel is just a sign that im getting bad again. But it hurts, like a lot. Bianca is always going on about stuff she told maurice, how maurice said that and that her and maurice always do this, and how great maurice is. Maurice is always saying how amazing bianca is and how much she loves her, how’re theyre gonna go do this and that. lately they started inviting me to hangout with them, but at this point it just feels more like pity than anything. Even when we’re all together, it’s like im intruding on their space. It just sucks. Like it’s not like i want to break them apart or anything, or for them to include me more. I don’t really want anything to happen, like im happy they get along. I just feel shitty about it. Even today, i found out something new about Bianca and yeah it was cool learning that about her but she threw in “really you didnt know? Maurice knows” and i dont know why but it stung. Probably because i was already feeling shitty today. 

Maurice had asked me earlier in the day to hangout with them tomorrow- but it was only because it had come up in the conversation because i had told her about something concerning bianca. and honestly, i felt like i couldnt go on pretending anymore to be ok. so i told her that i didnt mean to sound like a dick but i didnt really like hanging out with the two of them together- but i still liked hanging out with them seperately. which, typing this out now i realize i really went the wrong way about this. It’s different when its just me and maurice and me and bianca, its not much different and nice. but when theyre together i just feel really crummy. i wanted to try to tell her that but she just told me “okay whatever i dont even wanna ask why.” and hasnt talked to me since. my mom said if they cared theyd understand, but im not sure i even went about it the right way, if there is a right way to tell your friends that. I told her what happened and she said that bianca would talk to me about it because my mom said that she definitely cares. 

But when i told bianca about it, about maurice being upset with me and what i had said, all she said was how did they exclude me. That we played cards together that one time. That we had gone to go get hair dye that one time. I explained to her that yeah, when we went to go get hair dye it felt better because i was actually apart of their conversation. but the other times i just didnt feel like i belonged there with them. She wasnt upset about it like maurice was, but she seemed... i dunno, annoyed? not annoyed but like it was just me back on my bullshit. like it was all in my head. I think she did say it was all in my head. And after we left school a guy we knew was supposed to come with us, and she said “What, are you gonna feel excluded because Robbys coming?” in a really sarcastic voice. I just put in my headphones after that and actually did my homework. Because im supposed to be the chill one- im supposed to be the emotionless one, the one who doesnt let anything bother them because if i acknowledge that im hurt, then that means i could be getting unhealthy again. But fuck dude it did hurt. I barely tell my friends what I feel, and to be shot down like that, to be treated like i was just acting dumb again really hurt. especially because it wasnt like i was asking for anything to be different, other than me not wanting to hang out anymore. also especially coming from bianca. Out of all the people, i felt like i could count on her the most. I guess i was wrong again. Which sucks because its not like my brain goes to “ok they were a dick that time whatever”. When im not feeling good (aka when im not drugged out), my brain immedietely goes to wow what a dumbass trusting people again. 

It didnt help that Quenten came to hangout today. I normally love seeing her, and everytime i see her she vents about her problems and i support her because i know she has a lot on her plate all the time. But today it just made things worse. She vented like usual and i tried to support her the best i could, but when i tried to talk about something that was bothering me she kinda just shut me down. Cut me off, started talking about her problems again. Usually she does that, but today it hurt because i really needed someone to talk to, and i thought we were that person for eachother. 

Some shit went down with this Guy one time, and its kind of fucked me up. For awhile i tried my best not to let it get to me, tried staying friends with him and making the best of a situation because everyone told me that it wasnt that big of a deal. Not directly, but through their body language, the way they just change the subject, so i just believed that. Tried letting it go till eventually it built up inside me and blew up and left me feeling ruined. The other night i saw the Guy, and i had been doing so good, had been feeling happy and safe and just better. But he walked past me and it was like all of that just fell apart, i felt terrified again and unsafe and it was that feeling all over again, of not getting a choice, of not getting to have control, of putting my complete trust in someone only for it to be ruined. Anyways, its been leaving me fucked up for the past couple of days, and i just needed someone to talk to that wouldnt brush me aside. Im not sure why i thought that though. Quentin still thought highly of the Guy, still cared about his opinion i guess. its not like they were friends, but still. I shouldve known she wouldve blown me off when i tried talking about that situation. 

I might need to see a counselor about it, because theres no one that i can even really talk to about it. I tried with this one girl, and she really helped me. But then it turned into a shit show because she outed the guy when i asked her not to, and one of my ex good friends came to me, and basically said i was making it up. when before we stopped being friends she believed me and understood why i got scared around the Guy. I guess that situation fucked me up too lol. But theres no one i can talk to, no one i can even bounce my thoughts off of. I wish i could talk to my mom about this. Sometimes she’s really good with this shit. But i know telling her about this will just make my life worse. Ill go to being looked at like some broken pitiful thing. Im not. I might be broken but im strong and i dont want to be pitied or someone to get mad in my place. I think some part of her already knows.

I think im done talking for today. Guess spilling my guts is too much too. 

[simkjrs]

chapter 6 asks that are people that i personally victimized

Anonymous said: hi um what the fuck

good question. i’d like to know as well

Anonymous said: I. Am. Shook. Holy shit that chapter. NO WONDER IT TOOK SO LONG. YOU HAD TO PACK SO MANY DAMN EMOTIONS IN IT LITERALLY LEFT ME BREATHLESS BY THE END 

Anonymous said: playing those two songs on repeat while reading ch 6 and trying not to sob cuz this is long (thank you!) and its hard to read through tears man

interesting fact: i cried while writing this chapter. balance

Anonymous said: You have killed me with chapter 6. I am I'm going to die. Again. I have already died reading chapter 2 of MSA and loved it and died and was actually awake all night dying. Oh my god. Chapter 7 and chapter 3 are going to kill me aren't they? I cant wait!

dear diary, my teenage angst bullshit now has a body count 

Anonymous said: The new chapter was amazing and also caused my early death, thanks again!

body count: 2

Anonymous said: Ajhhhhh I have been slain by the new chapter it's so good I read it too fast when can we expect a new update????? Also deku pls. Pls. Just no. Take care of yourself!!!! U 2 simkjrs 

i’m sorry, i don’t have an update schedule!! chapters 1-4 were regular updates because i’d already written them before i started posting the chapter, but now i’m just writing as i go along and... irl stuff tends to get in the way lmao. hopefully an update before the end of summer. 

Anonymous said: simk i was just thinking this wasn't that bad hey this is like normal like where you move on make a friend who supports you confront your enemies BUT HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCK THE ENTIRE CLASS VERSUS IZUKU AND SHINSOU that shit doesn't happen in real life that's motherfucking teriffying. URARAKA ALONE IS TERRIFYING ENOUGH. simk, why would you do this.

because i love dying and being dead... 

this stuff wouldn’t happen in real life except class 1-a is full of go-getters who WILL stick their nose into your business and WILL barge in if they think they can help. which is, for izuku, unfortunate. very unfortunate 

Anonymous said: well i read chapter six of byggualom and congrats, u've killed me, i am dead, on so many levels

body count: 3

@hyperhs​ said: That chapter was BRUTAL but also a MASTERPIECE. WELL DONE. like, really really REALLY well done. SO GOOD. AhhhdkHHH

thank you!! i try my best

@ifiwasafruitloop​ said: I burnt my Ramen because I was bingeing your new chap dude lol, it's so good 👍

i burnt your ramen... can you ever forgive these hands for what theyve done...

Anonymous said: I'm full of Viking bad emotions and WHY. I WANT OT PUNCH SOMEONE. AND SHINSOU NO. I OFFICIALLY HATE URARARUKA HOW THE FUCK DO YOU SPELL AND ALMOST EVERYONE IN CLASS A

i have no explanation. im sorry i did this 

@the-swords-of-summer​ said: hey! its me again, dunno if u remember but i screamed abt how much i love your 'but you gotta get up at least once more' fic :)) really glad to see your latest update even tho u probs killed most of your readers (including me) ahaha. hope you have a gr8 day and im looking forward to chapter 7!!

thank you!! sorry if you sent me a previous message and i didnt reply. its probably buried in here summer. but know that i appreciate any and all messages of support i get 

Anonymous said: i already left this as a review but i believe it's worth repeating: AHHHH????????????!!!!!!!??!!AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

me: [slurps up your suffering loudly through a bendy straw] 

Anonymous said: Cant tell u how much that ch crushed me and my legs and feet are numb from all the pacing i did while reading i was so immersed it was scary and u are by far one of the best no THE best fic writer ive ever had the blessing to read the works of and i def have shinsou theories and i hope hes okay also thank u so much for existing but also hwat the fuck

im laughing??? thank you so much for writing in, also i will now add “good for exercise” to my list of redeeming qualities for this fic

Anonymous said: you have killed me dead.

body count: 4

@lizzytiki​ said: I just finished chapter 6 and HOW DARE YOU HOLY SHIT YOU'VE KILLED US ALL

body count: infinity

Anonymous said:Spent the afternoon reading the latest chapter of BYG and... L I S T E N. LISTEN. THAT WAS SO SO GOOD AMD SO EMOTIONALLY RAW BUT ALSO IT HURT WITH THAT ENDING I AM HURT AND SLAIN

body count: 6

Anonymous said: i was afraid to reach chap 6 after all the screaming but i finally managed it and there are literally no words to describe the sheer utter amounts of emotional suffering i am after that ride you MENACE

i am a little gremlin that feeds off your emotional suffering. my job here is done 

Anonymous said: i literally had my fist shoved against my mouth that entire chapter to not wake up my house screaming at 7am and i WANT TO FIGHT YOU FOR THAT END. HOW DARE YOU. i mean i could /feel/ it coming in my gut but i WAS DESPERATE TO BE WRONG AND CANT DEAL

hrjlkfjsdf FEEL FREE TO FIGHT ME... STADING INVITATION TO JUST WALK UP TO ME AND DECK ME WITHOUT EXPLANATION, I WOULD UNDERSTAND

@iceeckos12​ said: About the new chapter: ʕʘ‿ʘʔ

me too buddy. me too 

Anonymous said: Kill me softly (I'm in Denial™)

body count: ...7?

Anonymous said: SHIT. SHIT. SHIT. SHIT. YOU'RE A DEMON! SATAN IN DISGUISE! I FUCKING LOVE YOU, GODDAMN IT!

@c-jay321​ said: Um sim... how dare you do this to me???? How dare you make me cry after reading the new chapter??? Just as my son was finally getting happy you made him sad again DX and worst of all, how dare you leave me trapped in a realm of suspense after reading the new chapter?? I absolutely adore your writing as always though, and Izuku's relationship with Hatsume, Mitoki, and Shinsou is so sweet!!!

im laughing... thank you, im really glad you’re enjoying those friendships!! and dw things will be ok 

Anonymous said: I hate you for what you have done but I love you for writing the story in the first place.

im sorry for doing this to you

Anonymous said: I am in so much turmoil right now. I love it but I hate it and Vfp&@:hsh!! D: How could you!? Sobs in a corner

someone gave me full responsibility over my own actions and now we all have to deal with it 

Anonymous said: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (also, Izuku-Mitoki-Mei is the best combo) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

all statements in this ask are correct and true 

Anonymous said: I both simultaneously love u and hate u for ch 6. Aside from that u make words beautiful and am currently writing a strongly worded letter for ur hand in marriage. Platonically of course.

all strongly worded letters to the editor should be directed to @wrathia-bellarmina who is my perpetual enabler and the one who encouraged me to go forht with this terrible, horrible idea. i love you dana. your services are indispensible 

Anonymous said: CATCH ME OUTSIDE DON'T HURT TOKOYAMI AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CATCH THESE FUCKEN HANDS!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

its cool!! everything is cool!!! [everything blatantly on fire in the background] 

Anonymous said: gOD DMAMIT INJUST FINISHED READING YHE LATEST CHAPTER AND I WANNA STAB MYSELF I DINT KNKW WHETHER TO THANM YOU FOR THIS AMAZING CHAPTER OR TO YELL INTO THE VOID

yell into the void... it will probably make you feel better than thanking me when, in fact, i am the cause of all this suffering 

[missjackil]

My 12x23 (Finale) Opinion

All Along The Watchtower Like many of you, I have very mixed feelings about this episode. First, off, it wasn’t as good as episode 22, but it wasnt a terrible one. It was definitely a nail biter, and pretty high on the stress level, but nowhere near as emotional as the first half of the finale.  So I’ll just jump into the obvious problems. Cas, Crowley, and Rowena are dead, and what appears to be “for good”. Rowena is burnt to a crisp, which the visual was very disturning. Crowley killed himself, complete with “Bye boys” and flashing out from the angel blade. Cas flashed out as well, and left charred wings in the dirt. These things are all indicative of true death to Witches, Demons, and Angels on the show, BUT we still have to wonder if its permenant or not.  On one hand, I dont want it to be permenant, I like the characters, but on the other hand, I feel like there had been too much emphisis put on them since Season 9 than there should have been, and I want the show to go back to focussing on Sam and Dean and not the storylines of side characters. If it was like it was before S9 and these characters where only used to help or antagonize Sam and Dean, or to move the plot forward, then I would be fine with them staying, but the way these side characters have been for a while, has been as though there were 2 shows in the same show. Cas and Crowley running around in the background chasing Lucifer for most of the first half of the season, while Sam and Dean dealt with MOTWs and trying to connect with Mom, seemed very wasteful to me, not to mention off balance and boring. I know there are a lot of big Cas and Crowley fans out there, and Im not saying I hate either character, but in my personal opinion, neither are interesting enough to carry their own storylines apart from Sam and Dean.  As far as the episode itself went, it has great cliff hangers. and some seemed to parallel Swan Song. Mom getting pulled into the AU by Lucifer, was much like Sam/Lucifer pulling Michael/Adam into the pit with him, and Dean left kneeling over Cas’ body was like him kneeling over where the pit had been, though it really didnt hit any Swan Song marks, since it lacked any emotional or beautiful elements, no substancial brother moments at all (but ep 22 was chock full of them, so Ill give it a pass) but I realize it was about finishing the Lucifer end of the season.  I thought some things to be really cheesy though. Luci is being shot by a million bullets made from angel blades and hes barely flenching, yet, one stab from an Angel blade killed Gabriel? Mary punching him with the Enochian brass knuckles hurt him more, also not buying it. Also, Ive always hated Lucifer but he’s becoming even more annoying now. He used to be impressive and now he’s an immature, creepy, weirdo who thinks hes funny but hes not. Im actually glad now that Sam isn’t terrified of him anymore. I dont know if everyone caught it, I actually didnt catch it myself till I watched it a 2nd time, but Lucifer told Sam he doesnt need “the old Sam suit” anymore, so I guess Sam being his One True Vessle story is over.  A traditional Bobby cameo was fun, but Im having a problem with the timeline in which Bobby would have known Mary as a hunter. Not just from the AU, but going back to “The Raid” when Sam said he got the recipe for the Colt bullets from a buddy of his, Mary said “Bobby Singer?” as if she knew him, and I guess she could have, but I dont think Bobby had been a hunter for 40 years give or take, since he only became a hunter after his wife was possessed, but, I guess its possible to have known her, though Ive always associated him with John.  I liked the AU, it was cool looking, very much out of the box for a background set. Even Purgatory was just a forest. Popping in and out of it though was making me dizzy LOL but face it, a seam in space and time is pretty cool. I think they’ll play around with that next season. Though, it teeters on the line between supernatural and sci fi, but I guess if its created by the supernatural, it can fit.  So now we have Jack. Spawn of Lucifer. Kelly is dead, Lucifer is in the AU and the first person he sees is Sam. This could be very interesting. And no, Sam isnt gonna pull an angel blade out and kill him, stuff is gonna happen and I think. at least at first, Jack will be good. Maybe even be the means in which Cas and the gang come back.  So, I liked the episode for its suspense and cliff hangery value, theres more hanging on the cliff this season than last. Last season Sam got shot, and though we all know he’s not going to be DEAD dead, we still worried about how badly he was injured, and we had Mom come back. Now we wonder how dead Cas and the gang are, whats Luci gonna do with mom, How the boys are gonna handle this shitfest of loss, good ole Jack, and what if anything will the BMOL be doing now?  (I dont think we’re done with them at all) So on a scale from Bloodlines to Swan Song, Ill give this an 8, it lacked in emotion, but had nearly more suspense than I can handle and cant wait to see where it leads us in 5 months!! 

[survivormuxloe]

Episode #12: “if they were smart, they would take me out tonight.” - David

Man, things are not looking good at all for me and my alliance, LOL, sweet lord. Jones was blindsided at tribal, and now if I don't win out these immunity challenges, I'm definitely gonna go home.

Winning 2 in a row is a feat in itself, now I'm going for 3. With a time of 7:58, I feel pretty good about it. The key is to not get ahead of yourself and take your time. People go too damn fast in these endurance challenges and manage to mess up, I'm hoping that's the case again this time, LOL.

so...! POST TRIBAL JONES WENT HOME 4-3-1 HALLELUYAH LOLLL LIKE THE GODFATHER IS GONE!!! rhys legit gave me tobi and ryan a fucking heart attack bc if he selfed it would have been 3-3-1-1 and ryan was gonna use his idol on tobi.. i have to laugh lol but ya like uhm.

its rly weird to be in this position. where i feel insanely comfortable. i’m the only person left with 0 votes to my name, me and tobi are the only people to vote 100% in majority throughout this game. :))

and it’s even better bc.. tobi and ryan both think i’m their #1’s. and i can act the fool bc i’m the ONLY canute left vs 3 mercia 2.0 and 3 sweyn 2.0 hehe...

its super weird i dont usually have good positioning but i feel as if the only way i’ll ever leave is an idol play which i think me and ryan have the only ones :)

I BEAT THE CURSE OF EIGHT. But Jones got voted out. So it’s a win/lose situation. She was determined on helping me get past eighth and it’s upsetting. But I gotta keep moving forward and do my best. Block Party was very tedious and I don’t know what’s considered a “good score” for this challenge but I completed it in 7 minutes which I think is pretty good.

so im just gunna be a psychic and hope this comes into fruitation or whatever the word is...

OK SO THIS VOTE GET OUT DAVID.. easy 4-3 lol

next vote.. bait tobi mo and ahrre into voting ryan, tell ryan to idol, we pref get ahrre out if possible..

then i PREF WIN F5 IMMUNITY AND BAIT all of them into votign tobi and i idol tobi... but if i dont win immunity im gunna prob use it on myself and be a selfish cunt lol

Just kidding it took me 11 minutes I don’t think I’m winning this

So last tribal was interesting. In theory my plan didnt change anything, however it couldve stopped a tie vote. Jones was close to Ahrre and Mo (maybe David?!). So she couldve easily chose to vote Ryan and sway them on board. My plan stopped this happening as she had no idea they were voting for Tobi.

Now I feel like I am still in a power position. I am inbetween Tobi, Ryan, Scott and Mo, Ahrre and David. I have to assess my options. I did lie to Mo, and Ahrre. So they may want to make a move against me. Where as Tobi, Scott and Ryan are the more safe trio but also more dangerous in that I wouldnt be able to beat one of them in the end.

Someone has idols too. So ANYTHING could happen. I need them to get burnt out soon. I CANT have a possibility of 4 IDOLS at final 5. Dani, Felix and Jones were all blindsided, so there may be a chance some idols laid there. However the merge one is likely still here. It was gone before jones left, and might be gone still. Meaning the idol is with someone else or wasnt re hidden.

My main goal in this round is to keep votes off me, get an idol possibly used and stay low. I didnt make a massivly obvious move, so my visiablity may still be low. I dont need a huge threat level, it makes getting to the end 100x harder.

Tobi snapped in immunity and tg he did bc David is finally vulnerable again <3 honestly it should be an easy vote considering ik our 4 wants David out bc he's so strong, and I doubt anyone else has an idol since me and Scott have 2.... so wigggg smooth sailing? i ain't gonna settle into comfortability tho bc that's never good

Ok so now I need to think about my end game. The only two people I’m not comfortable sitting next to FTC are Ryan and David. Ryan has been swerving eliminations and has gotten rid of several big threats. David is a comp beast and is also responsible for some big moves. So now you might be thinking, Mo? What’re you going to do? Lemme tell ya Barb. So my plan AT the moment. Is 7. David 6. Ahrre or Rhys 5. Ahrre or Rhys 4. Ryan And then final three will be Scott, Tobi and myself.

Winning immunity at this stage feels sooooooo damn good like especially for this round, this is the first time david has been open on the table after his immunity... and i feel like this is the round where advantages from the other side will be played and im glad im not vulnerable to whatever shit they throw at us... so like from a gameplay standpoint, me and scott have one of the best games currently (i think) with scott edging me slightly since he hasnt got any votes yet, but we're working together really well and like i feel like i can talk game to him really well... so the plan is that we take out david this round, we round up mo (idk about ahrre) for next vote and blindside ryan, and then from there we take out ahrre, and then me and him are in f4 with two goats. He wants to go to f3 with me while taking one goat (or so he says he does) but im gonna start making moves on scott at f4, if i can take out scott at f4 that leaves me a huge opening to take the game all the way till the end... but maybe i'm thinking too far ahead

Lowkey tho like... I kinda want ahrre out over david at this point... i feel like ahrre has built some sort of barrier in our relationship for no reason. like i've shown huuuge interest in working with him in the past, but he's just gone against me and even voted me last tribal in SPITE of me??? like??? everything he's done has landed him in the minority LMFAOOOOOOO LIKE get your head out of your ass and realize that i actually want to work with you!!! and like to get ryan out at f6 we're gonna need numbers and im not sure how comfortable i am with depending on mo to flip with us, the problem with telling ahrre is that hes soooo unpredictable like, he might just go and tell ryan everything me and scott are doing and then bam there goes everything... i understand wanting david out now since he's an immunity threat but thinking about all  the blindsides I need to pull off like... I wanna keep david but I don't have numbers to keep him so I'll just have to bite the bullet on this one

So!! i lost challenge. again. lol xd

missus david and his ragtag bunch of misfits who dk how to Not piss everyone off are now deciding to vote me after unsuccessfully voting everyone else. (: BC THATS GUNNA WORK OUT FOR THEM.

like bitch.. work w/ the majority. they arent even TRYING. its lowkey kinda sad but its their own faults they put themselves in this position...

the tea is even tho i have my idol im only playing it @ f6/f5 OR if david idols. like. tobi/ryan def wont vote me and rhys will just follow ryan i think NNNN

wisj me luck x

Fuck. I have a really tough decision to make. I’d like to say I’m the swing vote but I don’t actually know 100%. I can choose to vote with David, Rhys and Ahrre or Ryan, Scott and Tobi. My main concern with this vote as a whole is jury management because I don’t want someone to leave unhappy with me but that’s really tough to do. I said previously my two concerns are David and Ryan when it comes to who I don’t wanna be sitting next to at FTC. A final four with David is scary because he’s a comp beast. A final four with Ryan is scary because he is super close with Scott and Tobi. This is a headache.

Well so last vote was funky dunky. So rhys sticked with the majority because he considered Jones to be a bigger threat than Tobi due to her connections.... Then the vote comes around and literally everyone lied to Jones about the vote LMAO.

So me mo and david followed thru with the tobi vote but it was to no avail, mainly because rhys not only flipped but he let him know I was gunning for him. Meanwhile the rest convicted Jones to vote me, probably by telling her some lie about how I was after her. While they all voted for her.

So there goes Jones and my no votes streak with her RIP. So after all of that I decided it was time for me to try and win imunity and while I was close Tobi just edged me the fecker.

So now we have an immune tobi and depend on rhys to flip for real this time. I hope he realizes that if he doesn't then everything is fucked but now it doesn't even depend on him. Since it's between Ryan and Scott and it's f7 the chances of an idol being played are high.

David is worried it might be him they're going after but idk anything could happen.

hmm so I've been busy today and haven't been talking with everyone. but i believe the tiffany alliance is still on the same page of voting David. i heard from Scott that the other 3 are voting him and they think Rhys is voting with them so that's interesting. i'm defintiely feeling safe, and i feel like Scott isn't going anywhere either so yayy final 6 here we go. I also talked with Scott about taking out Tobi sometime before final 3 because he's definitely a big jury threat, and he can definitely win immunities so if we get a chance to take him out we might hop on that. A final 3 of me/Scott/Rhys sounds pretty ideal and i think me or Scott would take home the win whew

david got another thing coming if he thinks he can idol me out... thats tea lol :)

So I lost the challenge yesterday...and yet I'm hearing that I'm not getting any votes tonight o.O which I don't believe for one second, cuz if they were smart, they would take me out tonight.

As I'm hearing...me, Mo, Ahrre and Rhys are gonna be voting for Scott, and Ryan, Scott and Tobi are voting Ahrre...because they think that I have the idol, LMFAOOO. WHICH IS TOO FUNNY OMG. I WISH I HAD THAT FUCKING IDOL, LOL.

Okay, so one side thinks Scott is going, One side thinks David is going. Meanwhile im in the middle lieing to half the tribe trying to stop an idol getting played to save my closest ally. Yeet.

Ok so according to rhys they're gonna be voting me since they're worried about david having an idol. But maybe that's just rhys playing the long con. Either way there's a sizeable chance I could be going home this week but hey third time's the charm amarite maybe this blindside will work once in for fucking all. Anyhow let's see how this thing goes.

David is voted out 4-3.

[elliotthezubat]

DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 47

weddings, C3, and stray dogs

SIDE NOTE; the ‘kyouka’ shown here is kyouka izumi, while the ‘kyouka’ in all previous parts is kyouka jirou, who will be refered to as ‘jirou’ from here on out.

Medusa: "!!! The tiny reaper?" milia: !!! -something emerges from his back- pandora: surprise bitch. i bet you thought you'd seen the last of us~ Medusa: *narrows her eyes, preparing to summon a snake--* milia: *SCREAMS* Mad!Kid: *already in front of Milia, a hand along her neck* "..." milia: Q~Q Mad!Kid: "Shhh...You're too loud..." milia: Q____Q pandora: nervous, deary~? Medusa: *glaring* "What brings you back, Pandora?" pandora: oh? so you recognize me? and that previous comment wasnt even directed at you~ [[pandora: enjoying the story dearies~?]] Medusa: *aims arrow* "I know it wasn't to me: I'm not afraid of some blob..." pandora: oh~? is that right~? Medusa: *steely stare...as she tightens her grip on the arrow...* pandora: jeez, so hostile... Medusa: "Why are you here?" pandora: hiding out from DWMA brats. Medusa: "...I can relate." pandora: perhaps we may form some alliance? Medusa: "...What's your angle? What do you want?" pandora: ever heard the term 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend'? Medusa: "...Yes..." ("And I know when to watch my back...") "I suggest you meet Ponera..." pandora:...very well. -elsewhere- Relan: "??? You look...different." nozomi: how so? Relan: "A little relaxed, I guess?" nozomi: ah. Relan: *small smile* "Maybe you feel more at ease here?" nozomi:...i guess. *faint smile* Relan: "Same..." *looks at a new photograph on the wall* -elsewhere- Assi: *rubbing his nose* "Ow..." mana: jeez, what happened? Assi: "I went face-first into a door...Or the door went into me..." -elsewhere- Karim: *tapping his fingers on the table* dia:..?? Karim: "Dull." dia: how so? Karim: "No mission. Not even exercises..." -elsewhere- Patty: "Big honking ring..." liz: *smiles* Patty: "So, how's the planning going?" liz: doing great. *smiles* Patty: "Soooooo...You gonna give me a good seat at reception?" liz: wouldnt have it any other way. *ruffles her hair* Patty: "Hee hee!" *hug* "You'll still be my big sis, right?" liz: of course! i'll always be your sister. Patty: *smiles* "Same, Sis." -elsewhere- Shotaro: "Mana, you seen the laundry detergent?" mana: it should be on the dryer. Shotaro: "Oh, okay. I was wondering because it was all empty and--" *Suds appear under the door* Shotaro: ._. mana: ah hell. Shotaro: *opens the door* "Who did this?" -elsewhere- Hibana: "...I'm about ready." gabriella: glad to hear. ^^ *in an evening gown* Hibana: *smiles, opens her arms to her* -elsewhere- Arthur: *yawn* -a few days later- -somewhere, in the darker regions of the woods, somewhere in japan...- ???: "I knew I shouldn't have taken this shortcut..." -an old abandoned shrine is up ahead. ???: "??? Maybe I can get some shelter for a bit..." *approaches* -no one is there- ???: *looks around* "Odd design..." -something is heard a few feet away- ???: ._. "..." ("Maybe it is just an animal...") vagrant: *trying to find shelter* ???: "!!!" *hides* vagrant: *enters* ... ???: *watching* "...H...H..." vagrant: ?? *looks around* ???: "H-Hello..." vagrant: ?! y-you?! y-you're...you're supposed to be dea- *CRUNCH* vagrant: *SCREAMING* ???: *remembering something...* "...I hunger..." *reaches into the Vagrant's chest* vagrant: *SCREAMS OF PAIN* ???: "There..." *pulls out the Vagrant's soul* "..." *sneers* "Yes..." vagrant: *laying dead with a frozen look of horror on their face as blood pools around them* ???: *inhales* "I feel invigorated..." *opens his mouth to consume the soul..." -elsewhere- Black Star: *bolts up* tsubaki: *sound asleep* Black Star: *slight shiver* ("What was that...?") -it's still dark out, early morning- Black Star: *sits up...tries to leave the bed quietly* tsubaki: zzz... Black Star: *exits for the kitchen, getting a glass of water* ("Just a dream...") otogiri: cant sleep? Black Star: "Oh, hey...No." otogiri:...did you want to talk about it? Black Star: "...Nightmare. Someone who looked familiar..." otogiri: ah. Black Star: "...Kinda looked like me..." otogiri: *listening* Black Star: "He was...ripping someone's chest open." otogiri: !....*listening* Black Star: *shudders* "Just...creepy...Like a kishin..." otogiri:...it's alright. it was only a nightmare. Black Star: "...Right." *nods, sips again on his water* "Th-Thanks for letting me talk about it...Just...Don't tell Tsubaki." otogiri: i wont say anything. tsubaki: *she heard it all* .... *goes back to bed* Black Star: "Thanks..." *sets his glass down* "...Think I'll go outside, watch the sunrise..." otogiri: *nods* Black Star: *steps outside, watching the horizon* "..." -later in the day- Black Star: *stretching* "Done with workout..." soul: *phew* Black Star: "You were kind of slow out there, bro." soul: guess ill just try harder then. Black Star: "You better, or you won't be able to dodge!" *playful jab* soul: *dodge* Black Star: "Huh. Better!" *slap on the back* soul: hehe. Black Star: "...Can I ask you something?" soul: like what? Black Star: "Nightmares..." soul: *listening* Black Star: "...I dreamt I ripped someone open..." soul: yikes... Black Star: "Yeah...Don't tell Tsubaki...I'm not sure why I had that dream..." soul: i wont say a word. Black Star: "...Am I going mad?" soul: not sure...maybe we should see a shrink or something? or maybe those rooms that let you see in your subconscious? those rooms are trippy. Black Star: "This isn't one Stein recommended, is it?" Black Star: "..." -elsewhere- Victor: *still asleep in bed* -phone rings- Victor: *still lies down in bed--his hand swings out, knocking some items off his nightstand before he finds his phone and answers* "Hello...?" scarlet: find anything yet? Victor: "...Oh, hey, Red. Um...Sure, I found things." scarlet: care to elaborate? Victor: "Well, I learn Nozomi likes reading--" scarlet: NOT THAT! Victor: "...Oh! You mean what holes I found around here? Well, I know one way..." scarlet: oh? Victor: "And I think it's through the ones near Shinra..." scarlet: *listening* Victor: "He values his friends...he wants to protect them...so having someone near them means he has to stay in line..." -elsewhere- Ponera: 0____0 *loud scream* grimoire: ?!?! Mad!Kid: "??? You act as if you have never seen someone like me before..." shaula: whats the shini-brat doing here?! WHAT DID HE FUCKING DO TO HIS MOUTH?! Ponera: "WHY IS THERE A BLACK BLOB HANGING AROUND HIM?!" pandora: rude, i have a name you know. *pouts* grimoire:... <oh damn it all.> pandora: hello again grimoire~ ^^ grimoire: demon. Ponera: *gulps* "Gr-Grimmy? This is...that thing you mentioned?" grimoire: which thing? Ponera: "Th-That horrifying hell-blob thing! What else?!" grimoire: oh. yeah, that would be the thing. pandora: after all we've been through and this is how you treat me? so rude. i have no idea how index can even stand you, let alone obsess with you. Ponera: "...What do we do, Grim? That thing is creepy and has a bad aura..." Medusa: "..." pandora: i think you'll find having us around would be....quite...beneficial~ shaula: HOW DID SHE EVEN POSSESS THE SHINI-BRAT?! pandora: it's quite a funny story actually~ Mad!Kid: -_-; "Not that funny...Now, you, the one with the weird eyes: show us to a room." shaula: well you heard them blondie. milia: *pouts* Mad!Kid: *sneer* Medusa: "Hmph. Pandora, you will be troublesome..." milia: *trembling and hides behind nals* pandora: i'll behave, i promise~ Nals: *just stares in confusion* Medusa: "I've heard that before..." grimoire:..... Ponera: *hiding behind Grimoire* Mad!Kid: *stares at Milia* "...Do you have blood?" milia:...yes...whhhyyy? Q-Q;; Mad!Kid: *licks his lips* "I hunger..." milia:...would you like some tea and cake? QwQ;;;; Mad!Kid: "Blood cake?" milia: Q____Q Medusa: "Make your child behave, Pandora." pandora: not this one my vessel...not yet. Medusa: *frowns* -elsewhere- Kid: *shuddering* stocking: kid? is everything ok? Kid: "J-Just...felt a chill up my spine." stocking:...*holds him close* Kid: *holds her* "Thank you..." -elsewhere- Belkia: "Hello!" ayami: ^^ Belkia: *puts his hand up his sleeve--pulling out a bouquet* "Ta-da! How are you?" ayami: *smiles* good. i'm looking forward to summer vacation. Belkia: "Any plans?" ayami: not really. maybe i could visit you guys more often? Belkia: *nod nod* "That would be nice..." *whispers* "Just avoid Sham..." ayami: ?? Belkia: "He's been all kinds of crazy. He tried to kill a deer!" ayami: that's awful! Belkia: *nods* "I think someone's gotten into him. At least the deer got away..." -elsewhere- Konro: *pouring the soup* "Enjoy!" hinata: thank you~ hikage: thanks for the food! Konro: "You're welcome!" *passes another bowl* "Plenty to go around." -elsewhere- Kepuri: "...The food is burnt?" -elsewhere- Meme: "...What are you wearing?" ao: there's an event at the shrine. i've been asked to help out. Meme: "Oh, neat! It's gonna be fun?" ao: depends on who you ask i suppose. Meme: "Want some company?" ao: you're all welcome to visit. ^^ tsugumi: cool! -elsewhere- Kishiri: *has a black eye* "..." hanako: *giggles* Kishiri: "Ouch...That's not funny, kid..." -elsewhere- justin: *humming* Giriko: "??? What you happy about?" justin: good morning~! i brought some presents for the baby! actually, it's the sisters who picked them out, im just delivering them. ^^ Giriko: "Oh? What did you get?" justin: just the basics. food, teething rings, things like that. Giriko: "Oh...Well, that's cool. Thanks..." justin: ^^ -elsewhere- Arthur: *reading* -elsewhere- white haired boy: *laying on the ground* im gonna die at this rate... Crona: *shudders* "Doppelgangers..." white haired boy: um...could you spare me some money, miss? Crona: "??? 'Miss'? S-Sorry, I don't carry that much money--" *turns to face the boy* .____________. white haired boy:....um....is something wrong? Crona: "WHY DID YOU STEAL MY FACE?!" white haired boy: i-i didnt steal anything, ma'am! Crona: *grips his shoulders* "WHO ARE YOU?! WHAT DO YOU WANT?!!" white haired boy: !!! *runs off* -later that evening- white haired boy: what do i do...maybe i should mug the next person who comes up...*hears something* *peeeeeks* Bicyclist: *biking by* white haired boy:... *frowns* no way i could catch up... *hears something and ducks.... peeeeek* Honda: "Faster, troops! Takeru, pick up those legs!" takeru: yes sir! white haired boy: Q_Q if i took on a fire brigade i'd die... *Something is floating by in the river* white haired boy: ?? huh? -is that.... A PERSON?!- white haired boy:.....darn you morality! *goes in after them* ???: *blub blub blub* -a few minutes later- white haired boy: oh crap, what do i do, heimlich? mouth to mouth? do i call 911? Drowning Man: "Y-You..." white haired boy: ah! he's alive! are you alright sir? Drowning Man: " 'Alive'? ...Tsk. You interrupted me?" white haired boy: interrupted? o.o; Drowning Man: "I was trying to jump to my death and drown--and you interrupted. Tsk." white haired boy: seriously?! O_O;;; Drowning Man: "Yes. My goal is to commit suicide, simple and clean." *stares at him* "...Man, you look emaciated." white haired boy:.... O_______O;;; uhhh.... (thinking: WHAT IS WITH THIS CITY?!?!) Drowning Man: "You need food. My treat?" white haired boy: yes please. (thinking: i just accepted it without thinking the consequences?! what if he's in a cult?!) Drowning Man: "Excellent!...is what I would say. But my wallet got washed away in the river..." white haired boy: O_O.... TT~TT im going to die. -something pokes out of the water- white haired boy: is that....a kappa?.... O_O; Shotaro: "HELLO!" *looks like a fishy-turtle creature* white haired boy: *SCREAMS AND PASSES OUT* Shotaro: "...Did I kill him?" Drowning Man: "...Man, that would be a lucky way to die." Shotaro: ._. "..." *hands him the wallet* white haired boy: awawawawawawawawa..... *he's fine. safe for mental trauma* Shotaro: "I will go now." Drowning Man: "And I'm going to take this guy out to eat!" *picks up White Haired Boy* mana: there they are. *she and mono arrive with a man with a ponytail* white haired boy: nnnhuh? am i dead?... *blink blink* Drowning Man: "Kunikida!" white haired boy: huh? *looks at them* mono: is that kid alright? Kunikida: "YOU DISRUPTED MY ENTIRE SCHEDULE BY PLAYING WITH SOME WHITE-HAIR BOY, YOU SUICIDAL FREAK?!" mono O_O; mana: um... *looks at showtaro* white haired boy: um, i actually have a name. it's atsushi. -silence- mana:.... mono:..... atsushi:........what? mana:...nevermind. Kunikida: "You!" *points at Atsushi* "No one asked for your name! And why are you encouraging Dazai's suicidal tendencies?!!" atsushi: i wasnt! i actually saved him from drowning, then this...*looks at showtaro* mana: did you do your good deed today? atsushi: i think i d- mana: i wasnt talking to you. Shotaro: "I hope so...I mean, Suicide Man--" Drowning Man: "Dazai." Shotaro: "--needed his wallet back, right?" Dazai: *stares at Mono* Kunikida: *glares at Dazai* mono: um....im confused. atsushi: same here. -elsewhere- Crona: *shudders* mami: *holding them* it's alright. you're alright. you're still you... Crona: "Why are there people who look like me? I don't get it..." mami: maybe it's all coincidence. but you'll be ok. i promise. Crona: *whimper, holds onto Mami* "O-Okay...I wish I wasn't finding people who look like me...Why can't they look like you?" mami: well, i guess there is some people who look like me. -elsewhere- Relan: "RUN!" shinra: Q_Q maki: *INHOLY SCREAMS* shinra: ARTHUR WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?! Arthur: "IT'S NOT MY FAULT SHE CAN'T APPLY MAKEUP!" maki: I WILL MAKE A NECKLACE OUT OF YOUR TEETH!! Relan: "I CAN'T DIE NOW! I WAS GETTING HAPPIER!" Relan: "SHINRA, LOOK OUT!" -elsewhere- Kid: "Look at this..." stocking: *looks* *It's a newspaper report...about a world record being broken in Death City...for the world's biggest cupcake* stocking: *drooling* liz: *glances at another article about a tiger sighting* Patty: "Tiger, tiger, burning bright..." *looks at the article* -elsewhere- Hibana: *sipping wine* gabriella: rough day? *gives her a blanket* Hibana: *pouts* "A little...Just annoyed with paperwork and stupid people." gabriella: aww. Hibana: *curls up in the blanket* "If only everyone was as smart...as you." gabriella: ^///^ -elsewhere- Assi: *hanging from the ceiling by his ankles* chie:....*casually sips tea* Assi: "Is no one going to let me down?" medea: why should we when you let yourself down all the time? Assi: Q~Q "That wounds me..." -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *sipping a cold drink* "...Delicious." -ding- bartender: welcome. ^^ Mr. Tsubaki: *looks around* -3 men walk in- atsushi: *stomach growling* Mr. Tsubaki: "???" Kunikida: "Don't order anything too expensive..." -and so- Kunikida: *staring at the vast number of bowls* -____-;;;; atsushi: =w= Dazai: "Which fish is the poison fish again?" Kunikida: "No!" *paper smack upside Dazai's head* "Atsushi, what's your story?" atsushi: me? well, i kind of got kicked out of an oprhanage and have kind of been a vagrant for a while. Kunikida: *annoyed twitch* "Then you have slowed down our work to hunt down THE VICIOUS BEAST TERRORIZING THIS CITY!" atsushi: a beast? .____. Kunikida: "We're detectives, specializing in violent cases, often with mysterious elements to them--" Mr. Tsubaki: ._________. atsushi: detectives? do you work with the DWMA? i've only been in this city for a week, so im still getting used to everything. Kunikida: -_____- "Rarely. They can't keep time well..." Dazai: "They won't let me have my double-suicide." atsushi: oh... um.... O.O; Kunikida: "We are the Armed Detective Agency." atsushi: you have weapons on you then? Kunikida: "Supernatural weapons. Inherent." atsushi: O_O; Dazai: *staring up* "...Would that beam above Atsushi be strong enough to hang from?" atsushi: um... O_O; Kunikida: "We have no time for this, Dazai. Our tiger hunt is not complete--" atsushi: O_O t-tiger?! Dazai: "Recently, a man-eating tiger has been found in town, attacking warehouse, eating crops..." atsushi: *shivering* i...i think i saw it... Kunikida: *seizes Atsushi by the shoulder* "Where?" atsushi: *looks around* this is going t-to sound crazy, but, i saw it attack the ophanage i lived in...when i was kicked out, i-i think it followed me. Kunikida: *gets closer* "Tell me everything." atsushi: um... Q_Q -elsewhere- Sakuya: "Never heard about the tiger, Mahiru?" mahiru: i've heard it in the newspaper. naho: maybe it escaped from the zoo? we should investigate this! Sakuya: *smiles* "Exactly what I was thinking...just don't let Sham come along." naho: right. we can be just like nightwalker! mahiru: who? naho: it's a new series i started reading. mostly for the yaoi subtext. ^^ Sakuya: -____- "In any case...just use the _right_ parts of that book as examples, okay, babe?" naho: hueeeee huh? oh, right! ^w^ Sakuya: "I guess scoping out around the zoo can't hurt, to pick up the trail." mahiru: *checks his phone* ok, i got a list of all the zoos in the city, let's begin! -elsewhere- Relan: "I think the swelling has gone down..." shinra: *patching him up and kissing the bruises* maki: im still so sorry about all of that... Relan: =\\\\= "It's fine..." Arthur: *face-down on the floor, bleeding* -elsewhere- Black Star: "...Tsubaki? There's...something to tell you..." tsubaki: what is it? Black Star: "...I haven't told you about a dream I had..." tsubaki: ....i kind of heard your conversation with otogiri...sorry. Black Star: "Heh...I was never good at keeping secrets...Sorry. I just...got scared." tsubaki: *hugs him* Black Star: "!!! ..." *pat pat* -elsewhere- -port district warehouse- Dazai: *reading* atsushi: ...... Dazai: "Don't worry. This tiger will be no match for me..." atsushi: are you really going to fight a tiger? you arent scared of being mauled to death? Dazai: "No. Not when I am so close..." atsushi: ?? Dazai: "It's strange, Atsushi..." atsushi: what is? Dazai: "Why would a child be removed from an orphanage for budgetary reasons? That would hardly save money...Wouldn't they have another reason for removing you?" atsushi: i guess, maybe if i was too sick to take care of....but im in decent health...i think...i've had some passing out episodes for a few days now...am i going nuts? Dazai: "No, not nuts. Just exactly where I want you...You first arrived here two weeks ago, yes?" atsushi: i think so. i've kind of lost track of time... Dazai: "...The tiger has been here two weeks..." atsushi: *gulps* -beads of sweat begin to form- Dazai: "You were found by the river...where the tiger was also spotted. Did Kunikida not tell you? We at the Agency are not the only empowered beings out there...and we keep an eye on others..." atsushi: you mean like people like quirk humans and dokeshi? Dazai: "And you." atsushi: ??? me? what makes you think that? Dazai: "There is no reason the orphanage would remove _only_ you...not without a better reason than saving money...They knew what you are..." atsushi: ....*chuckle* are saying im some kind of were tiger? that's just ridiculous! Dazai: "Coincidental, yes...But upon eliminating the impossible, all that is left...is such an explanation...Were-Tiger Atsushi." atsushi: ....s-shit...my head hurts... Dazai: "You _are_ a gifted person...You just have been blind to that fact..." atsushi: i think i need some fresh air...*looks up at the moon, clutching his head* d-damn...this hurts...*tearing up* Dazai: "Tiger, tiger, burning bright, in the forests of the night..." atsushi: STOP IT! -a blue light begins to glow, and atsushi screams as his body shifts- Dazai: "Told you so..." tiger!atsushi: *ROARS and charges at him* Dazai: *dodges* "Fast...Strong..." tiger!atsushi: *ROAR* -CRASH- Dazai: *leaps back--and is backed into a corner* "Whoops..." tiger!atsushi: *lunges at him* Dazai: "Dying by being devoured by a beast...Not the worst way to die, but not preferable..." *holds up his hand* tiger!atsushi: *about to bite down, however....* -flash- Dazai: *puts out his hand, lightly touching Atsushi's forehead* "You can't kill me..." atsushi: *has changed back to normal, landing in his arms* nnngh... Dazai: "..." *drops him* "No hugs." atsushi: *out cold* ???: jeez, if you're gonna be so rough with the kid, at least go the whole way so i can fix him up. Dazai: "??? Took you long enough to arrive..." country boy: *pokes atsushi* lady with a hairpin: so this is the tiger then? Dazai: "That's him alright..." country boy: are we gonna recruit him? lady with a hairpin: wait a sec, is edogawa still in the car? Edogawa: *struggling to open the car door* "What am I doing wrong?!" Kunikida: -_-; "There is no way we are having a were-tiger join--" Dazai: "He's joining us!" Kunikida: "...Damn it." country boy: i think he's waking up. atsushi: nnn...nhuh? wha?...am i dead? again? Dazai: "No." atsushi:...who are these people? lady with a hairpin: we're part of the armed detective agency, kiddo. or should i say, kitty? atsushi: what?...say, you guys wouldnt happen to have medicine on you would ya? i think i might be coming down with something...*rubs his head....with a paw*........AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Kunikida: "He knows that part...Now he needs to see what awaits him...as we work him to the bone." Dazai: "...I think he's still freaking out about being part cat." atsushi:....night night. *KO* awawawawawawa.... -elsewhere- ???: *in a phone booth* yes....that's right...in their custody.....understood.....wait what?! but i-..... TT_TT fiiine sir.... *hangs up*... *siiiigh* -elsewhere- Sakuya: "I don't see where the tiger went..." naho: TT3TT we checked everywhere....what a bummer. Sakuya: "Hmph...Wild goose chase, I guess..." mahiru: still, it was fun today. right kuro? Kuro: *asleep on top of Naho's head* naho: hehe. ^^ Sakuya: "...I guess we're all pretty exhausted. Bedtime?" -elsewhere- Giovanni: "Oil...can..." soldier: *hands it to him* Giovanni: "...I can barely move, you fool. Lubricate my shoulder..." -elsewhere- Lawless: *sipping a cup of tea* -morning- Kid: *snore* stocking: .....*strokes his cheeks and kisses him* Kid: *eyes break open...he smiles* "Morning..." stocking: hehe~ Kid: *yawn* "Sleep okay?" stocking: yeah. -elsewhere- atsushi: ....*opens eyes*...huh?....where the heck am i?! *He's in a bed with a change of clothes and a cell phone at the head of it* atsushi: a bed? ....*lays down* so soft...i dont want to leave... -phone buzzes- atsushi:..whats with that ringtone?? O_O; *He picks up the phone* Dazai: "Hello hello~" atsushi: oh hello, um... *checks the contact* dazai, right? where exactly am i? Dazai: "Housing, owned by the Detective Agency. Welcome!" atsushi: oh, i see. *examines the apartment* i even have plumbing.... TT_TT it's beautiful. Dazai: "Happy you are maintaining regularity! But I called because I have a problem that only you can solve..." atsushi: what is it? Dazai: "I'm dying. Help me." atsushi: ?!?! *runs out the door*... O_O um... *Outside, Dazai is stuck in a barrel* Dazai: "Hello." atsushi: how...how did you even...? do i call 911? or just tip the barrel? ._.; Dazai: "Maybe roll the barrel down gently to the ground, then pull me out?" atsushi: um...alright then? -and so- atsushi: why were you in a barrel to begin with? were you hiding from someone? Dazai: "I was trying to commit suicide." atsushi: um...why? O_O; i-if you dont mind me asking. (thinking: what happened to him to make him like this?) Dazai: "Well, I heard of this technique, and I wanted to try it!" *grimaces* "But it hurts." atsushi: that...doesnt exactly answer my question. -_-; so, where is this place we're going? Dazai: "I was thinking about giving you a job today." atsushi: i see. im guessing something in the agency? Dazai: "See? You're detecting already! And just leave it to me, as I am loved at the agency--" ???: "THERE YOU ARE!" atsushi: oh. good morning...um... Kunikida: *yelling at Dazai* "BANDAGE-WASTING DEVICE!" Dazai: "Hola, Kunikida! But you need to calm down so early in the morning--you'll get hemorrhoids." atsushi: good morning mr kunikida! Kunikida: "!!! Hemorrhoids?! But I--" *shakes his head* "N-Nevermind! We have a mission! Bring the brat." atsushi: ok ten. Dazai: "What's the mission--?" Kunikida: "A bomb." atsushi: O___O;; -and so- atsushi: Q_Q;; schoolgirl: *muffled whimpering* Bomber: "No more...It's all your fault! Bring me the company manager, NOW!" atsushi: *whispers* who’s the company manager? Kunikida: "he’s not in right now." Dazai: "Hmm...Who should go?" atsushi: shouldnt we call the police? Kunikida: "The police would not arrive in time--" Dazai: "And we aren't their biggest fans..." atsushi: oh, um... ._.;;; Dazai: "Then we have to decide how to proceed..." *holds up his hand to Kunikida* Kunikida: "..." *holds up his hand* atsushi: ??...*also holds up hand, but he has no idea what he is doing* Kunikida and Dazai: "Rock paper scissors--shoot!" atsushi:... *whispers* really? Dazai: "Ha ha! Kunikida lost! Rock always wins!" Kunikida: *grunt* *stands and approaches the Bomber* Bomber: "!!! Stay back!" Kunikida: "Easy. Just want to talk--" Bomber: "You're Kunikida of the Agency! I recognize you! Don't come any closer, you freak! Get up on the table! Hands and feet on it! Don't move!" Dazai: "Oh, no...This guy's done his research. Probably knows all of us in the Agency..." atsushi: *gulps* now what? Dazai: "I don't know...I can't go out there 'cause this bomber will know me...I need someone he _doesn't_ know..." *eyes Atsushi* atsushi:....(thinking: i have a bad feeling about this.) -and so- Bomber: *stares at Atsushi* .____. atsushi: um....newspaper delivery? ^^;;;; Bomber: "...They have a newspaper subscription here? That's the first I'm hearing of this..." *looks at hostage* "You get newspapers here?" schoolgirl: *nods* atsushi: i-im not sure what's going on, but lets just try talking this over- Bomber: "NO!" *clutches bomb remote* "Stay back!" atsushi: *gulp* wh-why are you doing this? Bomber: "These Agency people have these dangerous abilities--it's all their fault!" atsushi: im not sure what they did to make you so upset, but im sure they're very nice people! probably... Bomber: "...What do you know about them?" atsushi: nothing, im just a regular newspaper boy trying to make his way through life. sure, there's some bad people in the world with dangerous abilities like nofix or tropius gearhead, but just cause there is a few bad eggs in the bunch doesnt mean the whole carton is spoiled! so lets just talk this over and it'll be just fine, ok? Bomber: "..." *sweats, nervous smile* ("What the heck is with this kid?") "...Um...Wha?" atsushi: listen, you dont know my life, and i dont know yours, so why dont we just talk it over, maybe get a better understanding of the situation? Bomber: owo;;;;; "Um..." Kunikida: ("He's distracted--") *Doppo Poetry* *summons gun, fires at Bomber* Bomber: "?!" Kunikida: *fires, rushes at Bomber--and kicks him in the face* *The bomb remote slides from the Bomber's hand along the floor towards Atsushi* atsushi: i got it! now how do i disable it? Dazai: "..." *shrug* Kunikida: "Tell us!" *holds the Bomber--* Bomber: x____x Kunikida: ._. "...I knocked him out? That wasn't supposed to happen." Dazai: *facepalm* atsushi: so now what? *The bomb remote is ticking down--* atsushi: O____O OH SHIT! *tries to take the bomb to a window* *there is a sign that says 'pet shop' 'puppy adoption day'* D: *goes to another window; there is a building that says 'orphanage'* D8 *goes to another window; there is a building that says 'puppy orphanage'* OH COME ON! Kunikida: "Dispose of it!" Dazai: *watches Atsushi* "...!!!" atsushi: (thinking: i cant toss it out a window all willy nilly! got to cover it with something!) do you have something to cover it up?? Dazai: "I-I don't know?! I-I don't see anything--" -1 minute left- atsushi: !! *covers the bomb with his body* *wince* Dazai: "Idiot!" -0- *Beep Beep Beep...* atsushi:.......................?? huh? im....not dead? *Everyone just stands over Atsushi and stares down at him* atsushi: ??????? Bomber: *wakes up* "Ow...Are we done? I want to go back to work..." atsushi: ?!???? ...im so confused! Kunikida: "Goodness. I knew you were an idiot, but I never thought you were this insane, Brat." Dazai: "That was suicidal..." *sniff, wipes a tear* "So impressive." atsushi: D:> *looks down; he is covered in ink* D8> Bomber: *holding his head* "I think you over-sold it, Kunikida..." Kunikida: "WE'RE NOT PAYING FOR YOUR CLOTHES CLEANING!" schoolgirl: *ahem!* Bomber: "???" atsushi: oh! *unties her* schoolgirl: *HUGS BOMBER* YOU DID GREAT, BIG BRO~! <3 *CRUNCH* Bomber: "GAH! Naomi! My back!" atsushi: wait, im still confused! Kunikida: "It is all Dazai's fault, Brat. Blame him." naomi: hmm? oh, it was all a test, silly~ Dazai: "Consider this your entrance exam, Atsushi." atsushi:....WHAT?! country boy: *claps* congrats! Company Boss: *stands tall, staring intently at Atsushi* atsushi: *stands and salutes* sir! im assuming? OwO;; naomi: he passed the test, mr fukuzawa, sir! Fukuzawa: *intense stare at Atsushi* atsushi: OwO; Fukuzawa: "...Dazai. He is your responsibility." *departs for office* atsushi: so...am i in then? owo; Dazai: "Looks like it! Welcome!" -elsewhere- Relan: "Ouchie..." shinra: *patching him up* you ok? Relan: *nod nod* "I just didn't see that hill during the jog." T_T -elsewhere- Belkia: "HIDE ME! I pissed off the wrong guy this time!" tsubaki: oh dear. Belkia: "SOMEONE DIG A HOLE NOW! I can either hide in it, or it'll be my grave!" *runs into the backyard and starts clawing at the soil* -elsewhere- Spirit: "How are the other students treating you?" -elsewhere- Shotaro: *shaking* setsuna: is everything alright? Shotaro: *nod nod* "Just excited..." setsuna: ah, i see. Shotaro: "Lots of fun this summer! Emine had some ideas he told me about." setsuna: *smiles* Emine: "I'm ready." *holding illegal fireworks* mana: emine no! -elsewhere- Anya: *looking at a photograph* mio: *takes a peek* *The photograph has a tiny baby held by a young woman* mio: is that you? Anya: *nods* "With my nanny." mio: ah. Anya: "...I have not seen her in some time." -elsewhere- Vulcan: *petting a cat* cat: ^w^ lisa:...*smiles* Vulcan: "Still need a name for this one..." -elsewhere- ???: ryunosuke. boss gave us orders to check out the warehouses... Ryunosuke: "Proceed, then..." -at the warehouses- yuuji: are you sure this is a god idea? sachi: i just wanna take a peek! *crawling in through the window* *Inside are boxes stacked to the ceiling* sachi: *looks at her hand* ok, got 30 more minutes on this one. *blade arm* *cuts a hole into a box and checks the contents* *The box contains guns* sachi: cool. *shiny eyes* *A door opens* sachi: ?! *hides inside the box* Ryunosuke: "How many boxes came?" mafia member: about 200 of them, mr akutagawa. Ryunosuke: "Open one of them. I want to inspect." mafia member: *gets the crowbar out and opens one of the boxes* sachi: O-O;; *hearing the noise from a few boxes over* Ryunosuke: "...You are taking too long..." mafia member: well, here they are. ^^; Ryunosuke: *inspects the box...and reaches inside* -just guns in this box- Ryunosuke: *pulls out one gun, checks that it has ammo* "Impressive...But does it work?" mafia member: it should work. Ryunosuke: *aims the gun between two mafia members* mafia member 2: O_O;; woah there! Ryunosuke: *fires* sachi: *ducks* >n< yuuji: ?!?! *The gunfire hits the wall, blasting a hole into it* Ryunosuke: "Hmm...The shot is rather slow." *hands gun to a mafia person* "...Who else is here?" sachi: O-O;;;; *gulps* Ryunosuke: *walks along the boxes, his hand lightly touching along each one...* sachi: *trying not to make a sound* Ryunosuke: "Rashomon..." sachi: ?? Ryunosuke: "Goodbye." sachi: ?!?!?! *trying to crawl away* yuuji: *trying to get in* SACHI?! *SLASH* Ryunsouke: "Die..." sachi: !!! ah-.... -thud- sachi: *screaming in pain* yuuji: !!!!! *trying to find a way in* Ryunsouke: *turns to mafia* "...Dispose of this mess." -gunshots are heard, and soon, they leave- yuuji: sachi?! SACHI?! *he sees something in the dust* sach-......... sachi: *no response, only a battered corpse on the ground* yuuji: .......no... nonononononononono.... *tearing up* sachi! p-please, thi-this has to be some kinda joke, right? RIGHT?!....this is just a nightmare! WAKE UP YOU FUCKER WAKE UP!! *Silence...just empty crates and a hole in the wall* yuuji: .......*he just stays there, just holding her..well...the top half of her anyway* ................. Kurogiri: "...We must leave." yuuji: sa...chi.... Kurogiri: "There is nothing we can do. Please..." yuuji: *he looks up at him, crying and clearly shattered* Kurogiri: "Yuuji..." *clutches his shoulder* yuuji: DONT TOUCH HER! *winces* Kurogiri: "..." Kurogiri: *lifts Yuuji to his feet, as he holds onto Sachi's remains* "Let us depart..." *walks him to the warp* -elsewhere- Medusa: "It'll be okay..." neian: gu! shaula: hey sis. *tosses something at her* happy birthday. Medusa: o_o *catches it while holding Neian* "Watch it..." -a few days later- kurome: daddy? is yuuji sick? Kurogiri: "He...is sad." kurome:...oh. *hugs his leg* yuuji: *in his room* ............... Kurogiri: *pats Kurome's head* "Be kind to Yuuji..." kurome: ok papa. himiko: *watching tv* OwO Dabi: "..." mr compress: it seems miss toga is preoccupied with 'the royal wedding', so to speak. -elsewhere- lord death: TTwTT Yumi: "Death?" lord death: my baby's getting married im so happy! YwY Yumi: ^^; "I know." *holds his hand* "It's...a bit of a shock." lord death: our babies are growing up TTuTT Yumi: "..." *hug* "And look how well they turned out..." -in another room- soul: so, today's the big day, eh? Kid: "Y-Yes..." *nervous laugh* "So exciting...So very exciting..." *his suit is in such disarray that he is...asymmetrical* soul: *smiles and adjusts him* there you go. Kid: "Th-Thank you...Oh, me, I'm so nervous..." soul: it's understandable. *pats his shoulder* you two are gonna be ok, i promise. Kid: *small laugh* "I-I'm going to hold you to that...Thanks." soul: *smiles* -in another room- liz: looking great. stocking: *smiles* thanks mom. felisia: ^^ only the best for my little girl on her big day....of course, you arent so little anymore. Patty: *shiny eyes at Stocking* "Pretty!" stocking: *smiles* thank you. Patty: "Got all you need? The old, blue, and other thing?" stocking: yep. -and so- stocking: *at the alter* Kid: *sweating...but he looks calm in his eyes...he glances at her* stocking: ^^ Jacqueline: *whispers to Kim* "I'm surprise at the choice for officiant for this wedding..." kim:...huh? justin: do you, miss pheles, take this young man as your husband, through sickness and health, good times and bad, till death do you part? stocking: i do. justin: *turns to kid* and do you take this young lady as your wife, through sickness and health, good times and bad, till death do you part? Kid: "I do." *looks at her* "Always." stocking: *tearing up and smiles* justin: you may now seal the union with a kiss. stocking: *smooch* ^////^ Kid: *smooch* Yumi: *wipes away a tear* lord death: *clapping* TTuTT kirika: congrats, you two! Kid: *blushing, laughs, as he leans his forehead to hers* stocking: ^///^ ~<3 -and so, the reception happens- kirika:...so... who wants to bet on how long it is before stocking gets pregnant? Jacqueline: "Um...A year?" Black Star: "Two weeks!" Patty: "Tonight." stocking: >////< you guys, jeez. Kid: o\\\\\o tsubaki: *on the phone* how's everyone doing at home? Higan: "Everyone here's behaving...Almost everyone..." tsubaki: let me guess, belkia? Belkia: *overheard* "I'M GONNA KILL MYSELF BY JUMPING OFF THIS ROOF!" tsubaki: O_O;; naho: YOU CANT DIE, DUMB DUMB! YOU'RE A VAMPIRE, REMEMBER?! otogiri: *holding him back with her strings* please calm down. we have enough noise complaints as it is. Belkia: "SOMEONE, CHOP OFF MY HEAD! TIGHTEN THOSE STRINGS AROUND MY NECK!" *loud wailing* lavender: jeez, dont sakuya yourself out, bel. Sakuya: *annoyed twitch* naho: sham got rejected too, but you dont see _him_ jumping off the roof....yet. Shamrock: X_T *collapses onto Sakuya in pain* lilac: *confused* lavender: do you want me to call ayami over so you two can bang? Belkia: "...Tell her to bring the outfit..." lavender: alright then. -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *stare* reimi: i bought some daifuku today. Mr. Tsubaki: *sniff sniff* "..." *stomach growls* reimi:....are you alright? Mr. Tsubaki: "H-Hungry..." reimi: here you go then. ^^ Mr. Tsubaki: "Th-Thank you..." *starts eating* "!!!" *shiny eyes* "So tasty!" -elsewhere- Mad!Kid: *clawing at the walls* shaula: i think we broke it....somehow. Mad!Kid: "Her..." pandora: child, your fingernails are beginning to fall off from all your scratching. Mad!Kid: "...Then bring me someone to scratch..." shaula: not it! milia: no way! -elsewhere- Gopher: .w. "Care to dance?" kirika: 7///7 im not exactly a dancer, to be honest. kyouko:.... !!! they have mini croissants?! rin, no matter what i say, stop me when i've had 20. Rin: "Might be hard--I want 50." shiemi: ^^; madoka: ^^; Patty: "Pst...I think Kid prepared for that occasion...and wait 'til you see dessert..." kyouko: .....im dead and have gone to snack heaven. Black Star: ._.; "Maybe Kid should've paid for security guards around the food..." -and so- liz: congrats you two! stocking: *waves* ^^ Kid: *waves* "Be safe getting home." liz: we will. Patty: "Have a good night!" -and so, at the lodge- stocking: mind helping me out of my dress, honey~? Kid: *smiles* "Anything you wish, Mrs. Death..." *stands behind her...* stocking: it unzips in the back. *she smiles* Kid: *passes his hand lightly behind her hair...reaches for the zipper, bringing it down slowly* stocking: *soft sigh as her lingere is exposed* Kid: *light moan* "Stocking...That's beautiful..." stocking: *blushes and strokes his cheek* i love you, kid. Kid: *holds her hand* "I love you, too." stocking: *kisses him as she lays on her back* Kid: *joins her on the bed, unbuttoning his shirt...* stocking: *blush* Kid: *pulls back his shirt, kissing her cheek lightly* stocking: god damn, you're stunning. Kid: *smiles* "You radiate..." *kisses lightly on her neck* stocking: ah~ *shudders* Kid: "Is that okay? Or slower?" stocking: it's nice....i want to enjoy this. Kid: *holds her gently, lightly kisses her lips* stocking: U/////U mmmn~ Kid: *passes his hand along her side...* "So soft..." stocking: *running her fingers through his hair* Kid: *shudder of pleasure* "Stocking...Your fingers are perfect." stocking: *kiss* Kid: *kiss...his hand rests along her hair* -elsewhere- Patty: *collapsed at the table* "Zzz..." liz: *carries her to bed* Yumi: "Need help?" liz: if you want, i wouldnt mind. Yumi: "Okay..." *opens the door, and helps hold Patty up with Liz* "She was really dancing out there tonight." liz: yeah. *smiles* you should have seen tsubaki's face when she caught the bouquet. Yumi: "Ha ha...I'm sure. Can imagine what she felt--and what all those other people felt battling for it..." liz: yeah, marie really slugged that one person, haha! Yumi: "I already had a lovely gift basket sent to that person...Hope they don't hold a grudge." liz: no kidding, haha.... *ahem* my own wedding's just around the corner. i think im ready. *smiles* Yumi: *smiles* "Yes, you are." *pat pat* "Cold feet after this wedding?" -elsewhere- Black Star: "We're home!" otogiri: thank goodness. naho: dont go into belkia's room, he's....busy. >->; Black Star: "...Gross." tsubaki: ^^; other than that, how's everyone doing? naho: pretty tired. Sakuya: "Babysitting Belkia's feelings has been a pain." Higan: *calm* "Just need the experience." tsubaki: ah. Shamrock: *drinking scotch* tsubaki: is shamrock- lavender: coping. tsubaki:...^^; i see. Shamrock: "I j-just want to know...When you look at those funny cat videos...Why is everyone so happy in them?!" *small sob* lavender:...eh, he's fine.....mostly. Shamrock: *whimper whimper* "I want a cute kitten in a hat...but then the horrible daddy cat knocks the hat off his little kitten head!" tsubaki: *gives him some water* here. Shamrock: "Th-Thank you..." *sip sip* Sakuya: *rubs the back of his neck* himawari:...*hug* Shamrock: "..." *pat pat* -elsewhere- Jacqueline: *rubbing her foot* "Ow..." kim: i got some ice. Jacqueline: "Thanks...I over-did it on the dance floor." =\\\\= "Embarrassing." kim: still, it was a fun night. Jacqueline: "Yeah...You seemed popular." kim: oh? Jacqueline: "Lots of people wanting to dance with you...Ox trying to beat them off with a stick." kim: i was wondering what that was about. Jacqueline: *small laugh* "Can you blame them?" kim: well, i did look hella great tonight. Jacqueline: ^\\\^ "Gorgeous." kim: aw. -elsewhere- ox: seems my hair is growing back finally. TTwTT Harvar: "??? You going for a haircut, or letting it grow out?" ox: i think im gonna grow it out. *pouts* i dont know why i agreed to that bet all those years ago. TT-TT Harvar: "Just don't go for a rat-tail, okay?" ox: why would i even do that? o-o; Harvar: "You are the one who took a bet that gave you that haircut..." ox: TT_TT why did they choose to make me look like that rodigy guy? Harvar: "Dude, I've seen their Twitter accounts: you'd be amazed how they worship some fascistic freak with a lot of marital problems." -elsewhere- Spirit: *smiles* "Really good time..." sachiko: glad to hear that. *she smiles* Spirit: "...You, um...ever think..." sachiko: hmm? Spirit: "...About...marriage?" sachiko: .////. well, its been a while since i've thought about it. -elsewhere- Yohei: "It's okay..." *pat pat* chie: T-T stupid cramps. Yohei: "More heat?" chie: *nods* Yohei: *lays the hot water bottle along her* "Anything to eat?" -elsewhere- Relan: *flips through phone* "Look at her wedding dress..." shinra: fancy. iris: how pretty. Relan: *nods* "Amazed they got photos online that quickly." shinra: yeah. -morning- Kid: "Mmm~" stocking: U/////U ~<3 Kid: "How do you feel...darling?" stocking: great~ *smooooch* Kid: *smooch, soft hug* "That was...so full of love last night." stocking: hehe. *she hugged him back* im glad. god, i love you so much. Kid: "I love you...forever." stocking: ^^ *smooch* Kid: *sighs into the kiss, holding her* "How shall we begin Day 1?" *traces a finger along her shoulder* stocking: maybe some ballroom dancing~? Kid: *smiles broadly* "Oh, yes!" stocking: *smiles and puts the CD in* shall we~? Kid: "Yes..." *takes her hand* stocking: *holding his hand and dancing with him* Kid: *a turn around the room, as he dances with her...he is fluid in his movements, smiling* stocking: *smiles lovingly as she leans her head against his shoulder* Kid: *cannot stop smiling, as he supports her in their dance, leading her* -elsewhere- Belkia: *yawn* ayami: zzzzz.... Belkia: *looks around them* "...Lots of cupcake wrappers..." ayami: *still asleep* Belkia: *shake shake* ayami: mmn? *yawns* is it morning already? Belkia: "Or early afternoon..." *checks clock* -it's 11:25- Belkia: "About 11:30 in the morning." ayami: ah. *streeeetch* *rubs eyes* Belkia: "Sleep okay?" ayami: *nods* Belkia: "What you in the mood for?" *tosses away a candy wrapper* "I'm kind of sugared-out..." -elsewhere- Patty: *covering her mouth* "I don't feel good..." liz: *concerned* Patty: "All that food at the wedding..." liz: yeah. -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *pats his full belly* -w- -elsewhere- Tanizaki: "Don't tell me you're still holding a grudge? I had a role to play..." atsushi: im not, though im still not happy about being power washed down. i dont know where the ink ends and the bruises begin. TT_TT Dazai: "How would you rate the fatality of the ink-bomb? On a scale of one to death?" atsushi: well, im not dead, physically. waitress: here's your orders everyone. naomi: *nom* yummy~! atsushi: thank you ma'am. Dazai: *takes the waitress's hand* "Amazing service--thank you, fair maiden." waitress: um, no problem. ^^; Dazai: "After this meal, I would like to reward you with an invitation to a joint suicide..." waitress: O_O;;; um... atsushi: O____O;;; Kunikida: *punches Dazai's head, knocking him down* "My apologies, ma'am." waitress: ^^; atsushi: *sweatdrop* [thinking: i've been here at least close to a week and i've notices this happens frequently. why is he like this?] Dazai: "Let's play a game, Atsushi! Guess what everyone did before they came to the agency?" atsushi: oh. um...naomi was a student? naomi: you guessed it~ Dazai: "Because the schoolgirl outfit...How about Tanizaki?" atsushi: um...college student? Tanizaki: ^^; "Yep..." Dazai: "Now, try out Kunikida--" Kunikida: "Don't." atsushi: a reporter? Kunikida: *annoyed twitch* Dazai: "Nope! Teacher!" atsushi: i guess that makes sense. Kunikida: *adjusts his glasses* "That was in the past. I don't want to remember it." atsushi:..oh.. Tanizaki: "Good luck figuring out Dazai's previous work..." atsushi: im guessing he was a police officer? Dazai: *holds up his arms in a cross* "Nope!" Tanizaki: "Too bad. There's a prize if you can guess his job..." atsushi: reporter? Dazai: "Nah-uh." Dazai: "Try a bit harder--the prize is $6,000." atsushi: male model? Dazai: "Ah, thank you! But no." atsushi: salaryman? Dazai: "Sorry." atsushi: prison warden? Dazai: "No--but I still got the cuffs." *winks at waitress* waitress:....... *creeped out look* atsushi: bounty hunter? Dazai: "No. Of course, that's kinda like what we're doing now..." Tanizaki: "...He's just guessing at random?" Kunikida: "He was probably jobless, maybe even homeless--" Dazai: *serious face* "I don't lie about my work." atsushi: *finger point* ace attorney! -silence- Dazai: "...Do I _look_ like a lawyer?" atsushi: um.... ok, im just guessing randomly. -OBJECTION!- atsushi: ?? patron: sorry, that was my phone. atsushi:.... -elsewhere- Kid: "You're excellent on your feet..." stocking: hehe, thank you~ Kid: "Feel okay? Need to sit?" stocking: sure. i am kinda hungry. Kid: *smiles* "Then I think you'll like what I ordered..." *there is a covered tray on the table* stocking: oh~ *shiny eyes* Kid: "Evidently, it's the lodge's special desserts, ones they had not served last time we were here..." *Inside are ruby roman grape crepes, chocolate truffles, and cherry chocolate cupcakes* stocking: *drooling* aw, you were holding out on me last time. how meeeean. i'll just have to punish you~<3 *wink* Kid: *small smirk* "I suppose I'll have to let you..." *offers a crepe to her* stocking: *nom* mmmmmm~!<3 Kid: *takes a bite from the other end of the crepe* stocking: *pulls back and kisses him* Kid: "!!!" *small pleased moan, as he kisses her* -elsewhere- ochako: *taking notes* Iida: *raises his hand really high* "Could you repeat that last part, please?!" denki: *whistling as he heads back from a bathroom break*... ?? WOAH GUYS! THERE'S A VILLAIN OUT FRONT! Izuku: "?!!! Oh no..." *get up to head into the hallway* yuuji: ..... UA! SEND OUT YOUR STRONGEST! COME HIT ME WITH ALL YOU HAVE!! Iida: "A direct attack? In the open? He's either very powerful or very foolish. Either way, that is dangerous." momo: *has binoculars*...he's...shaking. Izuku: "...What is going on with him? He looks stressed..." Bakugo: "Then let's knock him out!" teacher: you kids just wait here. we dont know what this villain is capable of. so just wait it out for now. Aizawa: *nods* "This should go quickly..." yuuji: I'M WAITING! COME ON! *tears falling* Aizawa: "...Jeez, kid..." yuuji: you're eraserhead, right? heh..a disabling quirk wont do me any good. Aizawa: "No kidding...So just stop right now and surrender." yuuji: *laughing* i surrendered long ago! now come on and send someone out here to take me down! Aizawa: "...You have a death wish or something?" yuuji: yeah, what of it? Aizawa: "Who are you?" yuuji: just some bloke who lost his way in life. Aizawa: "Hardly an excuse to just let yourself die." yuuji: why the hell not? i have no family, and the only person who kept me going in life is dead and gone. unlike my old man, i dont have the guts to up and off myself. so why not let a hero do it? that's how the food chain is right? the hero always wins? Aizawa: "..." *turns off his quirk* "A hero is not a murderer, not without justification. There is no justice here." *turns around* "Leave. You're disrupting class." yuuji: heh, no point in me going back now. i've got nothing left for me. Aizawa: "...Do you have lungs?" yuuji: yeah? what's your point? Aizawa: "Then you can breathe...and send that life-giving air to your limbs to keep moving. Keep going. 'Nothing left'? You're a fool. If you can't go back, then go somewhere else, somewhere where you can do something useful, if not for yourself, then for someone else...Maybe for someone you lost." yuuji:...*tearing up and shaking* sachiiii..... ochako: ...... denki: damn... eijiro: Q~Q Izuku: "Oh, no..." Aizawa: "...Students. Lead him inside." yuuji: are you going to interrogate me then? Aizawa: "Standard debriefing..." -inside- yuuji:.... Nedzu: *kicks open the door* "Hello!" yuuji: ..... Nedzu: "...You are not surprised by my adorable furry appearance?" yuuji: .......c-can we just get this over with? Nedzu: "Get what over with?" yuuji: this whole interrogation, that's why i was brought in here, right? Nedzu: *climbs up to the chair* "More or less. Or perhaps this is an interview..." yuuji: alright then, what all do you need to know? Nedzu: "Where do you see yourself in five years?" yuuji: i have no fucking idea. i never put any thought into it. Nedzu: *writes something down* "What would you say is your best strength?" yuuji: well, i guess im a decent enough listener? Nedzu: *writes* "And tell me about a time when you face a challenge and how you solved it?" -later- Nedzu: *holds up his name-badge* "Welcome!" yuuji: .... *stares at it; Yuuji Bioeni, General Dept, 1st year* Nedzu: "We'll start you slowly. Let you get oriented. And here's your mentor!" -elsewhere- Patty: *lying in bed, pouting* liz: feeling any better? Patty: "Yeah...Just pissy. I didn't want to get that sick after the wedding." liz: aww. -a few days later- stocking: we're home~! Kid: *he's carrying her across the threshold* "Hello." stocking: hehe~ liz: welcome home mr and mrs death! Kid: *smiles* "Happy to be home." Patty: *wave wave* kirika: 'sup. stocking: ^^ Kid: *sets Stocking down* "We brought back a few items..." kirika: oh? liz: neat. Kid: *holds up a sweater* liz: oh! Kid: *hands Kirika a game* kirika: thanks. Patty: "What'd you bring me?!" *reaches into Kid and Stocking's suitcases* stocking: *hands her a teddy bear* ta-dah~! Patty: "D'aaaaaaw!" *hugs the bear* "Cute little wintery hat on them!" stocking: ^^ shiori: kid! kid! Kid: "Shiori!" *picks her up* "Did you miss us?" shiori: *hug* >u< Kid: "Aw, we missed you too." *hug* Yumi: *smiles* "Welcome home." lord death: *HUG* stocking: i guess i can start calling you guys mom and dad now, huh? ^^; Yumi: "I don't see why not." -elsewhere- Anya: *looking at magazines at a convenience store* "Hmm..." tsugumi: see anything interesting? Anya: *points* "Are people really this fascinated with gossip about people they never met?" *the magazine features tabloid pictures of celebrities* worker: you'd be amazed. *checking phone* heh this meme again. 'the rumor come out; does licht todoroki is gay?'. Anya: *annoyed twitch* "I...doubt he is..." *looks down at the magazine and--* .\\\\. tsugumi: *peeeek* *The tabloid has a spread of Anya walking around town* ao: oh my, seems you're famous~ -elsewhere- Lawless: "Ha ha ha ha ha!" licht: what? Lawless: "They think you're dating a guy!" licht: *twitch* well if i am, that's none of their business. i get the feeling you are responsible for this. Lawless: "And is that so bad?" *smiles* licht: then you confess to being the mastermind? Lawless: "I CONFESS NOTHING! It's just serendipity." licht: *cold glaaaaare* Lawless: "Oh, please. Would it be that bad?" *taps a finger on his shoulder* "You and me..." licht:.......... -licht kicked him into the ceiling- kranz: for the love of, licht that's the 8th time this month! Lawless: *his head is poking up through the ceiling into the floor above* "Owie..." julian: *in the shower, screaming* KYAAAA!!! Lawless: "...Oh, hey, Jules. What's up?" -elsewhere- Vulcan: *playing Splatoon* lisa:...*sweats* -elsewhere- Hibana: "Now, I just need a guinea pig..." -elsewhere- Relan: *sips tea* =w= iris: how is it? Relan: "Delicious. And you brewed this with your own garden plants?" iris: *she nods* shinra: it's really good, thanks iris. Relan: "...This is really calming." *leans back into the couch* -elsewhere- Stein: "How're you holding up?" marie: doing well, christa's going to be turning 2 in a few days! Stein: *smiles* "Bet she's excited..." marie: ^^ Stein: "I'll have to get her something good...Does she like animals?" -elsewhere- Shamrock: *holding ice to his head* himawari: *worried* Shamrock: "Alcohol, you harsh master..." lavender:...*cough*....im not saying anything. Higan: "I'm telling you: protein and coffee. That's what you need." *drops a bag of fast food and a cup of coffee* "Eat that burger." -elsewhere- Kepuri: *looking through the garden* "Hmmm...Where are they...?" mana: where's what? Kepuri: "I had planted a species that attracts ladybugs, but I don't see them in this garden yet..." mana: cool. Kepuri: "Yes, I was going to examine one for a new robotic model and--!!! There they are!" *points to a leaf* mana: *looks* Ladybug: *crawling along the leaf* Kepuri: "They're like aphid vacuums, so they should make for a new robotic design..." *taking notes* -elsewhere- justin: *dusting off some picture frames* -the photo is of a much younger justin, with one of the church's sisters- Spirit: "That's you?" justin: *he nods* yeah. i was bit of a crybaby back then, it's almost embarrassing to remember. ^^; marie: DAWWW YOU LOOKED SO CUTE!! Spirit: "You've grown out of any 'crybaby' phase, though." justin: *he nods* i suppose i have. i sort of had to. Spirit: "...You okay?" justin: hmm? of course, why wouldnt i be? ^^ Spirit: "..." *pat pat* "We're here for you." justin:...thank you. -elsewhere- Kid: "It's good being home..." stocking: yeah~ *she nuzzled against him* Kid: *kiss on her forehead* "I am so happy we married." stocking: im happy too~ *smoooooch* ~<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3 Kid: "Mmm~" *hugs* "I will love you forever." stocking: and i'll always love you too. Kid: *smiles* "...I always wanted this...I never thought it would happen..." stocking: *she blushes and presses her forehead against his* Kid: *does likewise* "A future is ahead of us..." stocking: and before you know it...*rubs her stomach* babies... ^^ Kid: *smiles* "Yes..." *rests a hand over her stomach* "We have to discuss when..." -elsewhere- heibito: *exploring the facility* mikan: *not far behind* Asura: "...See it?" heibito: *peeeeek* -several people in robes and masks come to see him- Asura: "...They have arrived." noriko: our young lord has graced us with his presense! -people cheering- heibito: ??? Asura: "They are happy to see you..." *picks up Heibito* *speaks to Noriko* "What update?" noriko: we have recruited a few new members. unwanted by the general public. Asura: "Good...Introduce me?" -elsewhere- Arthur: *chopping vegetables* -elsewhere- Mad!Kid: "My angel needs cake…” shaula: here you go. *hands him a human liver* Mad!Kid: "...Where is the candle in the cake?" shaula: oh right. *lights a twig on fire and sticks it into the liver* Mad!Kid: *nods* "Thank you...Now I will make my wish..." *blows out the candle* -elsewhere- Victor: *looking around the room...* -elsewhere- Gopher: *holds up an amiibo* "For you..." kirika: cool, thanks. *smiles* -elsewhere- atsushi: *decorating his apartment. not much in it, but it's a start* *Knock knock* atsushi: yes? *goes to check through the peep hole* Dazai: *his eyeball is right up against the peep hole* atsushi: GAH! *almost falls over* i just about died! Dazai: "D'aw, lucky..." *enters, looks around* "Nice digs." atsushi: thanks. i used part of my last paycheck to get a trashcan. Dazai: *stares at the trash can* "...Neat." *looks into it* atsushi:....!! professional dumpster diver! Dazai: *head all the way into the trash can* "Nope!" *tips forward and falls into the trash* atsushi: o-o; Dazai: "If I eat this expired food, will it kill me?" atsushi: ew.....*phone rings* hello? Kunikida: "Brat. Is Dazai with you?" atsushi: yes, and he's rummaging through my garbage. Kunikida: "...Well, he is trash." Dazai: "RUDE!" Kunikida: "Bring him to the cafe, as we have a mission..." atsushi: right away! -and so- Kunikida: "Ma'am, please explain to them..." blonde woman: yes, you see- Dazai: *takes her hand* "As bold as a water lily, as sweet as a princess." blonde woman:...i-i beg your pardon? ._.; Dazai: "Would you like to commit a lovers' suicide pact?" blonde woman:.... O_O;;; um... Kunikida: *punch* *looks at the woman* "Sorry. Please forget what he said." *pulls Dazai into another room* Tanizaki: "...So, I'll take over. Ma'am, please explain...” blonde woman: *ahem* yes. you see, some shady folks have taken up residence behind our company's building. Tanizaki: ("She carried on as if Dazai didn't faze her...") " 'Shady'? How so? What did they look like?" blonde woman: well, they dressed in rags and kept to the shadows. and they speak in a language i dont quite understand. Kunikida: *emerges from the room* "Therefore, a smuggler. Someone we always encounter..." blonde woman: unfortunatly, we have no proof that they're criminals. thats why i came to you. Kunikida: *stares at Atsushi* "You're going." atsushi: m-me?! Kunikida: "You are just there to keep guard. After all, smuggler tend to run away. This is your perfect mission. And bring along Tanizaki." atsushi: um.. naomi: im going too~! Tanizaki: ^^; atsushi: ^^; Kunikia: *approaches Atsushi* "Hey, brat. I'm sorry about your sad, unfortunate, short life--but I have some advice." *shows a photograph* "Avoid this one..." atsushi: *looks* -it is a photo of a man in black- atsushi: who is he? Kunikida: "Akutagawa, the Dog of the Port Mafia. His ability is too powerful..." atsushi:...*gulp* -elsewhere- lord death: *HUG* hello hello yumi honey~!<3 Yumi: "Unf!" .\\\. "Well, hello there." *smooch* lord death: U////U~<3 -elsewhere- pearl:....!!! *watching a news report of an explosive that destroyed a guard station in port district* Karim: "Are we being called to that attack?" -elsewhere- atsushi: *walking stiffly* Tanizaki: "Relax...With me here, you'll be safe." naomi: and with my big bro's ability, we'll do great~!<3 kotone: *stares*...brother...they're....like us.. *hugs gopher's arm* Gopher: .^.;; "What is with these dopplegangers...?" atsushi: *sweatdrop* (thinking: she's really shameless, what does she think this is, alabama?) blonde woman: we're here. Tanizaki: *looks around* "I feel something...but I don't see any smugglers. And if smugglers were to use this spot, they would have an escape route...and I don't see...one..." blonde woman: exactly. *pulls out a gun* Tanizaki: *frozen* "..." -BANG- -elsewhere- Dazai: *bolts up with headphones on* "!!!" kirako: *secretary* mr dazai?....?? where did he go? *The window is open* kirako: !!! *looks out the window...no one there but passing pedestrians.* oh...oh dear... -back in the alley- Tanizaki: *stunned...blood is on his shirt* naomi: *standing in front of him, shirt soaked with blood and shaking* are you....ok...big...b-broth..er... *collapses* atsushi: *wide eyed horror* Tanizaki: *finally awakened* "N-Naomi!" *holding onto her* "Stay with me!" -gun click- blonde woman: give it up, its obvious you're a lover rather than a fighter. you'll see her soon. Tanizaki: "..." *glares, as he picks up Naomi* "How dare some lowly mafioso attack her..." *he starts to shine* blonde woman: ??... ?? snow? in the middle of june? atsushi: *still in stunned silence* Tanizaki: "Atsushi...Get away from here....This bitch is mine." blonde woman: *shooting* *The bullets pass through Tanizaki...who dissolves* blonde woman: ??!! Tanizaki: *disembodied voice* "My Light Snow turns everything into a smokescreen..." blonde woman: then i'll have to shoot in every direction!! -ratatatatatatata- Tanizaki: "Big mistake..." blonde woman: !!!! Tanizaki: *strangling her, his arms appearing through the smokescreen* *furious face, saying nothing* blonde woman: *choking* Tanizaki: "..." -shrk- atsushi: .....!!!! Tanizaki: *gasps...collapses, revealing an armed man behind him* atsushi:.... !!!!!!! *trembling* (thinking: oh shit.) ???: *cough cough* atsushi: *backing away* blonde woman: ryunosuke, you need to take it easy, let me handle thi- Akutagawa: *holds up his hand* "...This one...He fears death..." atsushi: y-you're... Akutagawa: "Death..." atsushi: *trying to back away* Akutagawa: "...is attracted to death...It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Akutagawa..." atsushi: p-please, i dont want to die! Akutagawa: "Please...I have my orders: to bring you in alive, Man-Tiger." atsushi: ?? me? Akutagawa: "You were our target all along...These others, lying dead? You could say they died because of you." atsushi: ....*trembling* Akutagawa: "Your life brings death wherever you go..." *shadows swirl around him* atsushi: *teary eyed* Akutagawa: "Rashamon...Resist, and you will be devoured..." atsushi:....*glances over at tanizaki...he's still breathing*......*grabs a lead pipe and rushes forwards* Akutagawa: "Dying for justice...You're in the wrong story, child..." *SLASH* -slide- atsushi: *grabs a whole of the blonde woman's gun and shoots*......!!! Akutagawa: "URK!" *collapses* blonde woman: RYUNOSUKE!! atsushi: did i...did i-... *sees the bullets on the ground*... O_O Akutagawa: "..." *lifts his head, turns around* *GLARE* atsushi:..... !!!!!! h-how...- Akutagawa: "Good effort...but fruitless." atsushi: (thinking: not even a scratch on him...I CALL HAX!) Akutagawa: "My ability consumes anything, even space itself, like that between the bullet and the barrel..." atsushi:....well im darn right fucked now, arent i? Akutagawa: "I told you what would happen...My beast is starving..." atsushi:......um....phrasing? *CHOMP* atsushi: *looks down at missing leg*..... *SCREAMS OF PAIN* Akutagawa: "I will bring you back, even if it is piece by piece..." atsushi: (thinking: am i going to die here?.....i cant die...i just...finally started to live!) blonde woman:...!!! on the wall! Akutgawa: "?!" tiger!atsushi: *growling* Akutagawa: "Rashamon--" *slash* tiger!atsushi: *cut in half, but heals* Akutagawa: "!!! Impressive...Almost instant regeneration and healing." blonde woman: ryunosuke, this is getting too dangerous, we need to- *SLAP* blonde woman: !!!! *teary eyed* -INSTANT KARMA TIGER TACKLE!- Akutagawa: "!!!" *desperately summoning shields, forming them into a spider-web* tiger!atsushi: *charges at him* Akutagawa: "Back! I will devour you!" tiger!atsushi: *vanishes?* Akutagawa: "???" atsushi: *charges at him* HAAAA!!!! *tiger fist* *DOUBLE-BLOCK* atsushi: ?? Akutagawa: "?!" Dazai: "Now, now--that's enough of that." atsushi: dazai?! blonde woman: you! Dazai: *gasp* "Ma'am! I can't believe you were deceiving us--" *removes two-way radio from his pocket* "Nah, I'm totally kidding, Beautiful: I knew what you were up to. Check your back pocket." blonde woman:... O_O you smug son of a bitch. Dazai: *holds up his hand--and imitates squeezing* :3 blonde woman:....um...im not sure i follow. Dazai: "Booty squeeze." blonde woman:.... -SLAP- Dazai: "...So, no suicide pact? Oh well. I'll need to get Atsushi here to help me carry the others back home--" blonde woman: *holds up gun* where do you think _you're_ going?! Akutagawa: "Higuchi, stop." higuchi: ?? (thinking: if you werent my superior i would straight up slap you into next week.) Akutagawa: "Dazai...We will let you go. But we will claim the Man-Tiger...collect the bounty on its head...and take over this criminal underworld..." atsushi: um...im still here you know....wait, you two know each other? Dazai: *smiles at Akutagawa* "Glad you got goals, Akutagawa! But you can't collect Atsushi's booty. The money on his head, I mean." atsushi: um... O-O; i would like to go home now. and also tanizaki and naomi need medical! Akutagawa: "Yes, depart. Because when I call your agency again, Dazai, I am claiming the Tiger." Dazai: *smiles calmly at Akutagawa, as he picks up Naomi* "A war, huh? Well..." *serious eyes, as his calm smile persists* "Give us your best shot." atsushi: *helping up tanizaki, sweating* Akutagawa: "...Higuchi. We leave." higuchi: what about them? Akutagawa: "Patient. We will have them soon enough." higuchi:...that man dazai...you know him? Akutagawa: "..." *walks away* higuchi:....*calls someone* hey rain, we're coming back. get me a coffee, kilimanjaro, long day. atsushi:...dazai, you know that guy? Dazai: "..." *smiles and closes his eyes at Atsushi* "Good work out there. I'll treat you to dinner." atsushi: NAOMI AND TANIZAKI NEED MEDICAL TREATMENT FIRST! -elsewhere- Izuku: *looking around* "No sign of who did this..." ochako: jeez... sancha: sorry kids, this is a restricted area, move along. Izuku: "We're with UA. We just wanted to know what happened..." -elsewhere- Yumi: *sigh* "Feel better?" lord death: much~ =w= Yumi: *cuddle* "Agreed..." *small kiss* "Thank you...for everything." -elsewhere- Shamrock: *sitting alone at a table* "..." himawari:....are you....alright? Shamrock: *tries to put on a smile* "Y-Yes?" himawari:....*hug* Shamrock: "..." *hugs back* "Thanks..." -elsewhere- gin: ....... Tachihara: "...The hell?" gin: ?? rain: i brought your orders everyone...and i burnt my hands...again. TT-TT Tachihara: "...You got the worst luck." rain: it's not my fault that my ability makes me absorb misfortune! >n< Tachihara: "Not your fault--just your genes." *pulls the order from Rain* rain: TT~TT *turns and slips...and tears her skirt* nooo i just bought that one! gin: *facepalm* Tachihara: *stares* hirotsu:...*chop* dont stare like a lech. -_-; Tachihara: "Ow!" *glares at Hirotsu* "Just tell us what we're doing..." -elsewhere- Wes: "Ready?" liz: just about. *smiles* Wes: *smiles back* "Cool...Need help?" -elsewhere- Black Star: "Any other groceries to pick up?" -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: *in a much more conservative outfit* fang-hua:...? hinata: who the hell are you and what did you do to tsuki-nee? Tsukiyo: *angry twitch* "I just thought I'd try a different outfit. I can change..." fang-hua: it looks nice. *she smiles* Tsukiyo: *smiles* "Thank you. I picked it out to try out today. You look nice as well, Fang." -elsewhere- Sakuya: *putting his feet into the kiddie pool* lilac: *just chillin* Sakuya: "Still pretty warm out..." *sips cold drink* "Wonder how cold winter will get." -elsewhere- Assi: *without his glasses* mono: hey, we're out of milk.....um...hi? Assi: *squints* "Mono? Sorry...Can't see too well." mono: ...oh! h-heres your dumb a-frames... *hands him his glasses, blushing slightly.* Assi: *takes them, puts them on, blinks, smiles* "Oh, there's your face!" mono: y-yeah... 7///7; Assi: "Oh, by the way, I did put milk on the grocery list and was just heading out." mono: w-whatever! d-dummy! *runs to her room* Assi: "??? Maybe I should get add cookies to the list: they go great with milk." -elsewhere- Gopher: *holds up finger puppets* kotone: *shiny eyes* inori: oh? Gopher: *puts on a sheep puppet, wiggles his finger, talks in a goofy voice* "Hello, there!" kotone: ah. Gopher: "Will you be my friend?" kotone: *huuuug* Gopher: .\\\\. *pat pat* -elsewhere- Medusa: "You've had enough." shaula: yew shuttha fug up, betch! itz yer fault mama didnt phey enough attenshun t'meh! Medusa: -_-;;; *picks up an empty wine bottle* beatrice: i'll get her to bed. shaula: beeea you kinky lil-*hic* hehehe... Medusa: "Please do so: some of us need sleep." neian: *yawn* Medusa: "It's okay, you'll get some sleep..." -a few days later- Wes: *sweating a bit* soul: hey, you're gonna do great. Wes: I-I just keep worrying I'm going to be a massive screwup..." soul: just deep breaths. you got this bro. Wes: "..." *hug* -and so, lord death walked liz down the aisle- Wes: *smiling* Patty: *wiping away tears* -the wedding went swimmingly, and liz tango dip kissed wes- Wes: .\\\\. *kiss* lord death: TTuTT *claps* stocking: congrats you two! soul: yeah! alright! Kid: *claps* soul: *glances over at his family members* Mr. Evans: *looking worse for wear* soul:....*looks away* Mr. Evans: "..." *stares at the floor* -at the reception- marie: ok, im definatly gonna catch the bouquet this time! *determination!* Yumi: "Of course..." *steps back* -bouquet toss- marie: *desperately tries to grab it and it goes to....* Anya: *caught* .\\\\\\\.;;; marie: Q~X whyyyyy? lavender: forever alone and an eyepatch..hey sham! Shamrock: *glaaaaaaare* lavender: go make friends, dude. Shamrock: *grumbles, stands, walks around* -elsewhere- naomi: Q~Q *she just got 'fixed up' by yosano* Tanizaki: Q________Q atsushi:... owo; (thinking: what did the nurse even DO to them?!) Kunikida: "How are you, Brat?" atsushi: confused and concerned. Kunikida: "I can imagine. A seven-million-dollar bounty on your head tends to produce such feelings." atsushi: ...........*whimpering* Kunikida: *looks away, reading his book* "Stop that whimpering. The Mafia will resort to all nefarious means in their attempt to capture you. If you waver, you will lose. Even professionals are killed should they waver. That's what my master taught me..." atsushi: ....*looks over....his book is upside down* um....you're book is upside down. Kunikida: o_o *turns the book right-side up, not looking away from Atsushi as he does so* "...I AM NOT WAVERING! DO I LOOK LIKE I WOULD WAVER BECAUSE OF THE MAFIA?! IF THEY ATTACKED US RIGHT NOW, I WOULD DESTROY THEM ALL!" *starts play-fighting* "I'D STRIKE AT THE FACE, KICK TO THE SHINS, KNOCK HIM OUT WITH ONE PUNCH!" atsushi: O-O;;; ... Q-Q;;;; Kunikida: *stops gesticulating, puts back on his glasses* "You brought this onto us, Brat. You figure out how to solve our problem." *starts to leave* atsushi:....*he just sat there, trying not to cry.* -elsewhere- rain: i found their location. *hands gin, hirotsu, and tachihara a piece of paper with an address on it* Tachihara: "Hee hee...Just go in there and kill some people." hirotsu: an excellent job, miss rain. gin:...*nods* Tachihara: "So what're we waiting for?! Let's go!" rain: *watches them leave and smirks* -and so- Tachihara: *looking at address* "Wonder why they'd be here?" mafioso: *heads in guns out*...wait a second..i think this might be a regular office building. -CLUNK- secretary: *SCREAMING* Tachihara: "...Huh. They disguised this place like an office building." gin:.... O-O; Tachihara: "..." *picks up a water cooler* hirotsu: shall i? -elsewhere- Relan: "All these explosions..." shinra: *hugs him*.... iris: *holds his hand* Relan: "S-Sorry...Just wondering what is being done." -elsewhere- Yumi: *points on map* "Here, here, and there." nygus: hmmm. Yumi: "What did these spots have in common provoking such attacks?" dwma agent: maybe it's just random terrorist attacks? but who could be doing it? kishin worshipers? Yumi: "Or someone with explosive abilities? Quirks? Dokeshi?" agent 2: who knows. we're still looking into it. it could be a rogue flame human like that joker fella... Yumi: *nods* "Contact Fire Brigades as well: they may have found evidence when responding to explosions." agent 2: right. -days later- Kunikida: "??? Brat..." atsushi: yes sir? also i do have a name. Kunikida: *shoves a stack of books at him* "File these. You've given us enough work..." atsushi: um, right. *sweatdrop* Kunikida: "And go check on our resident medic." atsushi: *nods* ok then. Kunikida: "Just...don't follow her into any locked rooms." atsushi: um....ok... o-o; Yosano: *spots Atsushi* "...You got a paper cut?" atsushi: no, im fine, plus the whole 'healing' thing. Yosano: "...Yes...I suppose...You got your leg cut, yes?" atsushi: i did, but it grew back, see? Yosano: "...Have to be sure--" *pulls up his pant leg* -yep, his leg is right there.- atsushi: this feels awkward! Yosano: ("No scar...This is less regeneration and more reversion.") "Oh, pooh." *rubs a finger along his leg, trying to find the scar* "I wanted to treat you." atsushi: *SCREAM* STRANGER DANGER DO NOT WANT! -chop- kirako: please dont harrass the poor boy. Yosano: *rubs her head* "I am a scientist: have to be thorough..." -elsewhere- Wes: "How's that?" liz: it looks great. *she smiles* Wes: *smiles* "I hoped you would like it. Want to sit for a bit?" liz: why of course...honey~ *hug* Wes: *blushes* "Sweetie." liz: *smooch* Wes: *smooch, holds her* "Mmm." -elsewhere- Higan: "My art..." lavender: looks amazing. otogiri: *covering lilac's eyes* naho: O____O;; tsubaki: ^^; -phone rings- tsubaki: ?? *answers* yes? misono: hey, it's me again. we have an incident. we've gotten reports of a stray subclass attacking a shopping plaza in belmont district. tsubaki: !!! we're on our way then. Higan: "???" tsubaki: we got called to a mission. higan, you and otogiri are in charge until we get back. otogiri: understood. Sakuya: "Where you going?" tsubaki: belmont district. i think we found a lost subclass. lets just hope we can talk to them before C3 does... Sakuya: *nods* "Lead the way..." tsubaki: it'll be dangerous. Higan: "Maybe I should go." tsubaki:...good plan. *looks at black*star* lets go. lavender: hey, get back safely, all of you, ok? Black Star: "Jeez..." misono: *looking at a layout of the plaza* alright, we've determined the stray's location someplace in the food court area, most of the civilians escaped, but there are a few hostages. mahiru: ... Sakuya: "Need a distraction..." mahiru: !!! sakuya! w-when did you- tsubaki: sakuya?! Sakuya: "...What? I thought I would go along." mahiru: we got your back. *pats sakuya's shoulder* Sakuya: "Thanks..." *stares at the stray from afar* ("Do I know them...?") -the stray is unfamiliar, but it is one of mr tsubaki's subclass- Sakuya: "...You...Who are you?" Stray: *growl* tsubaki: it's alright, we dont want to hurt you. Stray: *stares at Tsubaki* "..." tsubaki: *smiles* we can help you, if you'll let us. Stray: "..." *approaches* tsubaki: see? it's ok. *extends a hand* Stray: "..." *holds out a hand...* tsubaki: there you go- -SHRK- tsubaki: !!! Tsurugi: "Hee hee...Sorry. Would've been here sooner." yumikage: dammit tsurugi, now's not the time for dawdling! tsubaki: ?! yumikage: *looks at the stray* so you're the one causing trouble...hey nakatsukasa, no hard feelings, but we got this one...tsurugi, you know what to do! mahiru: !!! kuro...those are- Tsurugi: "Roger!" *starts to run forward* Kuro: "!!!" misono: C3's mad dog trio...shinoa told me about them. yumikage: dont flatter yourself sloth, we're here for the stray. Kuro: "...Mahiru...What are you going to do?" Higan: "The stray comes with us. You, go home." tsubaki: please, we dont want any trouble! stray: tsubaki.....where is he?! tsubaki:..... stray: tch-...if you wont answer me, then i'll just drain you dry! *lunges at her* tsubaki: !!!! *BOOM BOOM BOOM* stray: ?! yumikage: good job, jun! Jun: "Trapped." yumikage: *takes aim with his rifle* tsubaki: STOP IT! *shoves yumikage, causing the bullet to hit the water sprinkler* yumikage: !! damn, you really want to protect that guy, eh? stray: *smirks and slashes tsurugi* yumikage: TSURUGI!! Tsurugi: "Ah!" *falls backwards* "Rotten luck!" stray: c3's hunting dogs, eh? the hell would elites like you guys want with a rotten nobody like me? now the redhead over there is a real prize, he's melancholy's number 2 in terms of power. yumikage: yeah, but the thing is we have an agreement with miss ponytail that we're not allowed to touch him or the subclass in her care. Higan: *glares at the Stray* "Turn-coat..." stray: oh? what? not fond of being betrayed? like our master abandoned us? tsubaki: you're wrong! stray: HAHAHA! DONT MAKE ME LAUGH, SHITTY HUMAN! Sakuya: "You better watch your mouth. We came here to save you--and you're going to turn away from us, your fellow subclasses? Mr. Tsubaki--" stray: IS A FUCKING COWARD WHO RUNS AT THE FIRST SIGHT OF TROUBLE! JUST LIKE HE RAN AWAY FROM THAT DEMON, TSURUGI KAMIYA! Tsurugi: "...Say that a bit louder..." stray: DEMON! HE'S A DEMON! Tsurugi: "...Thank you." tsubaki: ?? stray: i dont follow traitors... yumikage:....suit yourself then... code 'hodor' authorization approved. *gives tsubaki an apologetic look* take him down, 'baldr'. Tsurugi: *has vanished* stray: ?! wha- *CRUNCH* stray: *SCREAMING* tsubaki: !!! Tsurugi: "You can stop that. Just make it easy on yourself..." Higan: "!!!" *starts to move--* tsubaki: black*star, we have to do something! Black Star: "Let's get in there!" tsubaki: *sword mode* yumikage: ?! what the hell? do those kids have a death wish!? Black Star: "We face Death every day!" *rushes at Tsurugi* stray: ?? Tsurugi: "..." *smirks--as he holds up the Stray in front of him to block any attack by Black Star and Tsubaki* Black Star: "!!!" tsubaki: shadow star. Tsurugi: "Shadow What?" Black Star: *kicks Tsurugi in the head from behind* mahiru: woah! stray: *runs off* Tsurugi: *knocked down...his slasher smile persists* "...Oh, you made a big mistake..." tsubaki: ??! yumikage: damn, those kids are gutsy... Black Star: "Ha! Like I'm afraid of--" *CRUNCH* tsubaki: !!!! yumikage: TSURUGI! DOWN! SIT BOY! stray: *SCREAM* Tsurugi: "But I want to finish this!" *increases his grip* stray: *SCREAMS OF PAIN* Black Star: "Shit!" *swings Tsubaki at Tsurugi's arm* tsubaki: HAAAA- ???: that's quite enough. tsubaki: ?? Tsurugi: "...But I wasn't finished--" ???: tsurugi, i'll give you 25 dollars to stop. Tsurugi: "DEAL!" mahiru: that easily?! ??: seems we meet again, mahiru shirota. for those unaware allow me to explain. Black Star: "The hell are you?!" -the man adjusts his glasses shuuhei: my name is Shuuhei Tsuyuki, deputy director of the death city branch of the neutral organization, C3, its 3rd officer, and acting leader of all parties involved today. we've taken control of the situation, and once we have the stray in detainment we will take our leave. yumikage: tch-, who died and made him king? we're older than you by 4 years. and what the hell is with that long ass title?! Black Star: "You ain't taking no one with you!" -a dark cage surrounds the group- tsubaki: ??! shuuhei: worry not, we have no intentions of killing you or the subclass in your custody, miss nakatsukasa. mahiru: you're the same guys who attacked kuro that one time! just who even are you three?? Kuro: *glares* "You should leave..." *approaches Shuuhei...* mahiru: mad dog trio....just who are you? Tsurugi: *looking at his $25.00* "Just some folks with the same goals as you..." jun: if it's possible, maybe we can cooperate? tsubaki: *tense* yumikage: ....tch-. Kuro: "...Mahiru...I'm not sure we can stand against them...not right now." shuuhei: with that out of the way, we'll take the stray into detainment for questioning, and as per our agreement, the other melancholy subclass present will be left in your care. mahiru: ... misono: ....we'll consider your offer of an allience. tsubaki: on one condition. you wont harm them. stray: tch-...this is your fault you know..if you just stayed out of the way, this wouldnt be happening! tsubaki:....*looks down* Higan: "We were trying to keep you out of this fighting..." -later that day- tsubaki: ...... lavender: you think she'll be alright? Black Star: "...I don't know. C3 keeps intimidating everyone..." naho: hmmm hey! maybe misono's girlfriend knows something! she's kinda in c3...i think. Sakuya: "Worth a try..." *pulls out phone* -the house phone rings- otogiri: yes?......understood.....tsubaki, misono called. there's a meeting at mahiru's apartment. tsubaki: ah. otogiri: it's not right now, it's this weekend. Sakuya: "That's quite a wait...Who knows what they could do to that stray..." tsubaki: .... -days later- Lily: "Welcome...I'm sorry we can't meet under better circumstances." tsubaki: it's understandable. *looks out the window, it's pouring rain* Kuro: *hiding under a blanket in cat form* misono: right, the first order of buisness, the mad dog trio. Tsurugi Kamiya, Yumikage Tsukimitsu, and Junichiro Kurumamori. given our encounters with C3 in the past, working with them might seem like an idiotic idea. but given statistics, they have more resources, more firepower, and possibly more knowledge than we do. shinoa and her friends have been a huge help, but they arent official C3 members, so there's still some things they dont know. tetsu: i remember yumikage, i knew him in elementry school. mahiru: (thinking: was that guy a teacher? he seemed to be a lot older than tetsu...) -knocking- misono: ?? *checks the peephole* shinoa: helloooo? anyone home? misono: O////O s-s-shinoa?! shinoa: hi misono, mind if i come in? Kuro: *peeks under blanket* "Oh. More people." tsubaki: oh, miss shinoa, what brings you here? shinoa: well, C3's gone into overdrive with busy stuff, and i heard some interesting news i thought i'd share with you. mahiru: like what? shinoa: do you want the good news or the bad news first? Kuro: "...This can't be good." shinoa: well, im not sure if it's _good_ news, but the mad dog trio has been given a new task; they'll be your bodyguards from this point forwards. mahiru: what?! misono: seriously?! shinoa: *she nods* Kuro: "...If that's good news, I'm not happy with bad news." Black Star: "We're supposed to accept their help?!" shinoa: sadly, there's no changing it now. mahiru: if that's the case, and if we do have the same goal, then we may as well. shinoa: and now for the bad news...we know what C3 is doing with jinn. turns out, they arent eliminating it....they're stockpi- -knocks on the door- Lawless: *in hedgehog form atop Licht's head* licht: so much rain, an angel cant fly in weather like this... Black Star: "??? You two are here?" mahiru: oh, hey guys. shinoa's here, and we kiiinda have some stuff to explain Lawless: *sits up* "What's going on?" licht: im hungry, make me some honey toast and melon. mahiru: we arent a restaurant! tsubaki: how've you been since the incident? licht: alright. i am an angel after all. tsubaki: and what about you lawless? you did lose a lot of jinn... mahiru: has it been affecting you at all? licht: *grooans* oh has it ever. please just dont get him started... Lawless: "...My healing..." tsubaki: ?? *worried* Lawless: "I-I can't heal like before..." tsubaki: lawless... Lawless: "Something isn't right...I don't even feel like...myself. My name..." licht: hyde... Lawless: "...I don't even feel like that is my name...I don't respond to it like I used to." licht:... *gives him a new dogtag* here, accept it hyde. Lawless: "..." *listlessly picks it up, tries to read the name on it* -hyde- Lawless: "..." *listlessly picks it up, tries to read the name on it* -hyde- licht:.... *pulls hoodie down a bit* the contract needs blood, right? so drink up.. Hyde: "..." *sniff* TT~TT "I-I don't know who I am..." tsubaki:....*pats his back* its ok... Hyde: "..." *cautiously approaches Licht's neck* Hyde: *small bite* licht: nng... *light wince* mahiru:...do you...need a moment? Hyde: *breathing relaxes...he remembers...* licht:...?? Hyde: " 'Hyde'..." licht: *he nods* {ophelia: my romeo...} Hyde: "My Juliet..." licht: ?? Hyde: *sobbing* licht: !!....*awkward hug* Hyde: *clutches Licht* "L-Lost..." -moments later, after hyde calmed down.- shinoa: and that's basically what's been happening as of late. mahiru: your thoughts law-er, hyde? Hyde: "...Why should we? Is C3 really holding onto...what did you call it?" shinoa: jinn. misono: you seriously dont know that?! licht:....!!! a fallen angel! mahiru: ?? *looks out the window to see tsurugi there, surrounded by crows* GAAAAAHHH!!!! misono: WHAT THE EVERLOVING HELL?! tsubaki: ah! shinoa: ah, seems they've arrived. i guess i made good time then, oho~ Kuro: "How did they find us...?" Hyde: *hedgehog form, hides behind Licht* shinoa: they arent here to hurt you. it's like i said, they've been hired to protect you. tsurugi: *blows against glass and writes* 'lemme in, its soaking wet' Kuro: "...You letting them in? Also, where do you keep your sharp knives?" -BANG on the door- yumikage: oooi! is tsurugi in there?! Tsurugi: *shivers* tsubaki: *opens the sliding glass door while mahiru opens the front door* yumikage: dammit tsurugi how many times do i have to tell you not to play with crows while wearing a knit scarf?! IT'LL GET FRAYED! Tsurugi: "I get to do what I want!" *a crow is pecking at his head* tsubaki: *has gotten him a towel* yumikage: still, jeez. and dont go running off like that, jun and i were worried sick! Tsurugi: "D'aw, you do care!" *smirks* Black Star: *glare* mahiru: what brings you guys here? yumikage: pack up your stuff, we're taking you in with us. mahiru: eh? misono: ?! yumikage: as of current, sloth is the only servamp in the area that's still 'intact'. it would be best interest to keep him and his eve protected. mahiru: but what about my uncle?- yumikage: we'll just tell him you've been enlisted into summer camp! shinoa: wrath and gluttony have been contacted as well. Hyde: *glaring at them* Jun: "Hello...Tsurugi, behave, or your last pay will be shoved so far up your--" mafura: *peeeeeek* yumikage: -_-; as if babysitting ONE grown adult wasnt hard enough... mahiru:....*blink*... who is that? Tsurugi: "Someone we brought with us." Kuro: "..." mafura: ^^ are you sleepy ash? mafura-chan's happy to meet you! Kuro: "...Who is Mafura?" yumikage: she's mafura....she has....issues. like tsurugi level of issues. mahiru: she speaks in 3rd person? just how old is she? misono: and what do you mean by 'tsurugi level issues'? yumikage: well- Tsurugi: *pouts at Yumikage* "I don't have issues! I just am quirky!" yumikage: that's one way of putting it... *sweatdrop* misono: care to elaborate? Tsurugi: *pouts* "I like money, fighting--and vengeance." misono: um... tsurugi: tsurugi kamiya~ 26 years old and a slut for money~! i'll do anything you say if you pay me~ i'll even lick your feet and call you daddy! jun: *covering tsurugi's mouth* i am so sorry, we're actually a lot more professional than this Tsurugi: *approaches Misono, puts an arm around his shoulder* "Got five bucks?" misono:....whyyy? jun: down boy! down! yumikage: "I will shove $5 up your ass if you don't stop." Tsurugi: "I'LL ACCEPT IT!" jun: *sigh* i apologize for that, he's...special. Kuro: "In a bad way." misono: kind of like mikuni. 7_7; Tsurugi: "!!! HOW DO YOU KNOW HIM?!" misono: o-o he's my brother....how do _you_ know him? Tsurugi: "YOU ARE THE SPAWN OF THE SAME PARENTS AS THAT GUY?!" misono: *tenses*......... Lily: *pat pat* "Let's...just give them some room." shinoa: oh, i remember your brother, he ran into us when we went to the cafe together! misono: O////O s-s-shinoa!! Lily: ^^ Tsurugi: *twitch twitch* "Why was _he_ at a cafe with you?!" shinoa: i think he wanted to look after his dear baby bro~ misono: shinoa please stop. *covers face with pillow* >/////<; Lily: "Fufufu..." Tsurugi: *growls* -phone rings- Kuro: "???" jun: message from shuu.... 'meeting is taking longer than expected, come back after you get lunch.'...we're getting reimbursed for lunch. FREE FOOD! YES! yumikage: hell yeah! lets go get something really hella good! Tsurugi: "ORDERING THE MOST EXPENSIVE ITEM!" mafura: ^o^ Kuro: "...Weirdos." jun: come on, we'll take you out to lunch, our treat. -later- tsubaki: *about to open the door* Black Star: "Our lives used to be so much simpler..." ???: LET US GO YOU FILTHY BLOODSUCKERS! Black Star: "?!!" tsubaki: ?!?! *opens up the door* hyakuya: YOU! CALL THEM OFF! THEY JUST TIED US UP! mitsuba: WHY AM I THE ONLY ONE TIED SO LEWDLY?! Black Star: "...You know what? I'm just happy they did, because I am so sick of whoever keeps breaking into our house." *looks around* otogiri: they were the only ones. mitsuba: we arent here to fight, you idiots! Black Star: *approaches, stares Mitsuba in the eyes* "...What are you here for, you freaking breaking-and-entering pain in the ass?" mitsuba: we were sent to monitor progress. making sure you're keeping them in line, and so far you are DOING A SHITTY JOB! DX< tsubaki: ..... Black Star: "Excuse me--_we're_ doing a shitty job? Did they bite you? Are you still alive and breathing? Yeah?" *kicks Mitsuba's chair down* "You can thank Tsubaki for that, you stupid little shit." shinoa: oh, hello~ mitsuba: SHINOA HELP US PLEASE! Black Star: -_-;;; "Does no one knock?" shinoa: oh, i forgot to mention you'd be visiting their house. my mistake. ^^ hyakuya: -_-; shinoa: i think mitsuba's just salty because she's tied in such a suggestive manner~ mitsuba: >///> s-shut up! -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *scratching* reimi: find anything? Mr. Tsubaki: *shakes his head* "They hide well..." reimi: ah. Mr. Tsubaki: "I just wish I knew what such an awful group was up to...and I...I..." *scratches* "Arg! Why am I itchy?!" -elsewhere- jun: once again, im so sorry about this. mahiru: O-O; yumikage: aw its awlright juhn, all in good fun, haha! *totally wasted drunk* Kuro: =w= "That liquid was tasty..." mahiru: KURO YOU TOO?! mafura: unyuuuu... *hugging tsurugi's arm* -squish squish- Tsurugi: .\\\\\\. "...How much did she drink?" yumikage: hey, yew're the wun who talked'er into it tsooroogeh. *hic* jun: honestly tsurugi, having her act as your girlfriend like this... mahiru: um.... .-.; yumikage: sherota, yew evur have a girlfriend?...er a boyfriend or whatever? we wont judge, lol. mahiru: O///o w-w-wha?! Kuro: "Nah, he's not with anyone..." *leans against him* "I'm so sleepy..." yumikage: ah, i shee, i never had a girlfriend myself to be honest. tsurugi: that's because he's gaaaa- yumikage: finish that sentence and i'll slug you. Tsurugi: *trying to pull loose from Mafura* mafura: zzzzz.... jun:...well, we should be heading home then. Tsurugi: aww Kuro: "Zzz..." Tsurugi: "Just call us a taxi already...Sleep this off, Mahiru. You're going to have a big day." mahiru: right... Kuro: *snore* Tsurugi: "Jun, can you carry me?" jun: what am i, your mother? Tsurugi: "I'll call you mommy for a price." jun: i think i'll pass. Tsurugi: "Hmph." *looks at Mafura* mahiru: do you have any shame? mafura: *yawn* mmmn? Tsurugi: " 'Shame'? What is that foreign word?" yumikage: it's that sunavabitch's fault yer like this. *hic* Tsurugi: "..." *stares at Yumikage* mahiru: um..... jun:.... mahiru: so how long have you all known each other? jun: we've known each other since elementary school. yumikage: mafura's new though. she's not in the combat squads, touma just dropped her on us for whatever reason. mahiru: touma? Tsurugi: "Boss man." yumikage: and king of the dickbags. Tsurugi: "...Depends..." mahiru: ah....ok then... mr jun, what about you? since we talked about our love lives so to speak- jun: widowed. mahiru: oh.....sorry. jun: ..... yumikage: yeah, sensitive topic man. Tsurugi: "At least you have us, Jun." jun: *smiles* right, thanks guys.....ah, we're here. -it's a kindergarten- mahiru: oh? boy: *runs up* jun: *picks him up* hey scamp, sorry im late. *hug* mahiru: oh, is he your son? boy: im takuto! im three years old! jun: yes you are kiddo. *smiles* Tsurugi: “hiya takuto~!” takuto: churugi! yoomie! yumikage: hey kiddo. jun: eh? no love for your papa? T-T Tsurugi: "You have any siblings, Mahiru?" mahiru: no, im an only child. yumikage: ah, i've got two brothers at home. Tsurugi: "So many tiny children here..." -a young girl hugs a man in a suit- girl: papa! Man: "Hello, sweetie..." girl: *hug* ^^ mahiru: ....*small smile* Kuro: *in cat form* -several children are all over the kitty- mahiru: how shameless! Kuro: ^W^ *on his back* -elsewhere- Kid: *reading* stocking: *nuzzling against him* Kid: *smiles, strokes her hair* stocking: uwu~<3 Kid: *small kiss* "Relaxed?" stocking: yes~ Kid: "Good." *closes his book* "How was today?" stocking: great~ Kid: "What were you up to?" -elsewhere- Vulcan: *asleep at workstation* lisa:....*puts blanket over him* Vulcan: *still dead asleep* lisa:...... -elsewhere- Yohei: *his shirt has baby spit-up on it* chie: *gives him a towel* Yohei: "Thanks...Realities of parenting." chie: yeah, haha. Yohei: "...Should enjoy these moments...Not long before Toru is feeding himself..." chie: *she nods* Yohei: "..." *smiles* "His little feet, walking along the floor..." chie: >u< Yohei: "Walking up to his mommy..." *hugs her* -elsewhere- Arthur: "I will solve this puzzle." -elsewhere- Jacqueline: "I think that's everything. Anything else on the list?" -elsewhere- Touma: *writing* secretary: you called, sir? Touma: "Yes...Give me an update on Jun's mission." secretary: it's still a work in progress, but they have located the eve of sloth's residence. Touma: *smiles* "That's good...I want their report immediately." secretary: understood. mafura:....~? Touma: "??? Oh, Mafura. You're back?" mafura: hiya mr touma! Touma: "How was your trip with the others?" mafura: it was fun, we got to see takuto. *smiles* Touma: "Ah, that's good...What did you learn?" -elsewhere- Joker: *glares at newspaper* "Explosions..." ivy: how annoying. if you're gonna blow stuff up, do it somewhere where it counts, like the 5th brigade's base. or hibana's mansion. Joker: "At least we exercise patience and strategy with our targets." *folds up the newspaper* "If we find these fools, we'll show them." -elsewhere- atsushi: *carrying bags* so much stuff.... Q-Q im gonna be crushed. Dazai: "Here, I'll help." *takes one small bag* atsushi: thank you. TTuTT Yosano: "And don't drop any of them!" atsushi: yes ma'am! Yosano: "Because if you do drop them..." *mischievous grin* atsushi: *sweats* ???: "Thief!" atsushi: ??!! Yosano: "TIGER! DON'T DROP THOSE LEMONS!" ???: *on the phone* "You are screwing me over on this investment! Give me back my money!" atsushi: i wont ma'am! -a girl in a kimono walks past- atsushi: ?? ???: "And if you don't, I'm going to sue you into oblivion!" -bump- atsushi: oh shi- im so sorry sir! ???: "Watch where you're touching! This suit is worth more than your life!" atsushi: i-im so sorry! i didnt mean to- Yosano: *stands before Atsushi, puts a hand out to the Businessman, pats off the dust on his suit* "Please forgive us. Are you at all hurt?" Yosano: *smiles* *KICK* Businessman: "Get the hell off me! You bitch!" *points at her* "I can ruin your life with one phone call! Take all your money--" Yosano: " 'Bitch'?" atsushi: *backing away* dazai help-....dazai? *looks around* *He's disappeared* atsushi: *sweats* Yosano: *clutches Businessman's finger, grins maniacally* "Now you've done it." *CRACK* Businessman: *shriek* Yosano: "Then shall I remove your puny balls, stomping on them until you're a proper bitch under my heel?" Businessman: *screaming* -every male in the area has fled, and several females as well- Yosano: *lets go, smiles politely* "Now, go clean yourself up. Can't ruin that fine suit~" atsushi: *sweating* Businessman: "You're insane! I'll call the cops on you--" Yosano: "Armed Detective Agency. Our address is--" Businessman: ._.; *runs away* Yosano: *smiles at Atsushi* atsushi: um...i think dazai ran off somewhere... Yosano: "Indeed...I'm sure he's fine. We need to get these back to the office. Let's get on the subway--before the cops come." atsushi: O-O; *follows* Yosano: *purchases the subway tickets* "You'll owe me for the cost of your ticket." atsushi: TTuTT yes ma'am... Yosano: "You can repay...when I'm ready." *leads him to their subway train to get on board* -and so- Yosano: "Remember, Atsushi: we cannot be with you 24/7 to protect you." atsushi:...i know... Announcer: ”Hello, passengers, this is your conductor. I apologize to interrupt, but we are proceeding with a little experiment today. I want to evaluate your reactions and sensory input based on unexpected explosions--" *BOOM* civilian: WHAT THE SHIT?! atsushi: ?!?! *The train shakes as blood comes out from under the door* Announcer: "How many died? One? Two? Three? I'm afraid this won't stop unitl one test subject—Atsushi Nakajima--surrenders himself. Otherwise, you other passengers get a one-way ticket to the afterlife. Thank you for your cooperation, and enjoy the ride." atsushi: *paralyzed with fear* -people are freaking out- Yosano: "Huh. Coincidental. I guess you have three options, Atsushi: First, get captured. Second, jump off the train and leave these passengers to their doom. Third, beat this shithead to a pulp." atsushi:..*gulp* i dont really have much of an option, do i? Yosano: "Nope. Not when you're part of the Armed Detective Agency." Businessman: "!!! You again! Save us! I can't die!" Yosano: "...Oh, look, Atsushi. He wants us to save him..." atsushi:...*sigh* damn you morality. alright, lets do this then. Businessman: "Hold on! What did you mean when you said you would..." *blushes* "Make me your bitch?" Yosano: "..." *SLAM* atsushi: *winces* can we go now? Yosano: "You take the back, I'll take the front. Oh, and one piece of advice: kill the enemy." atsushi: *gulp* right. *Scared crowds run past Yosano* Yosano: ("Threatening to kill people in public in daylight...The Mafia is dedicated...") *A lemon rolls by Yosano's foot...her heel pulls out a ring from this lemon, actually a grenade* Yosano: "!!!" *leaps* *BOOM* atsushi: ?! (thinking: this is bad, this is very bad!) *A bomb rolls into Atsushi's view* atsushi:.... O-O;;; *jumps back* *The girl from earlier, holding a cell phone to her ear, leaps at the bomb* atsushi: wait!! Girl: *closes her flip-phone--and knocks Atsushi back from the bomb* atsushi: it's dangerous! you need to go! *An aura forms around the girl...* ???: "Get in my way, and you die." atsushi:.... O.O; *The aura withdraws a sword--and slashes at Atsushi* atsushi: *winces* Girl: "Kyouka Izumi is my name. I too am an orphan." atsushi: ?? Kyouka: "I like rabbits and tofu. I dislike dogs and thunder. Since the Mafia took me in, I have killed 35 people in six months." atsushi: ?! Kyouka: *slices at him again* -Meanwhile- Yosano: *groans in pain* Motojirou: "They sure are making women indestructible nowadays." yosano: tch-, we live in a society of gender equality, it's not the 18th century. its more surprising that a wanted criminal like you would be here. Motojiro: The infamous Motojirou Kajii can't stay in the shadows like other mafiosos. I killed 28 civilians just in the Maruzen Building. Goddamn, it was beautiful...Death is practically an art installation, or an experiment." yosano: an experiment, you say? Motojiro: "God and death! Both are inextricably tied, yet neither can be overcome by science--which makes them all the more enthralling! Thrilling!" *adjusts his visor* "Let's see what is the color of your death..." -meanwhile- atsushi: please, let's just talk about this. Kyouka: *approaches him, and the civilians hiding in the car behind him* atsushi: just step away from the bomb, and it'll all be good, ok kiddo? Kyouka: "..." *slight shake upon hearing 'kiddo'* atsushi: lets just talk this over and it'll be fi- *SLASH* Kyouka: *still has phone to her ear* atsushi: *screams of pain* -meanwhile- Motojiro: "Heh. Expected more of you, Detective." yosano: *wince* Motojiro: "You have no chance to survive...So I will tell you...what death is. An academic interest. If diseases can be reversed, why is death not? Why do people die?" yosano:..heh....*she laughs* you seriously dont know something so simple? Motojiro: "?! What?" yosano: the reason is....you're an idiot. Motojiro: "!!!" *stabs her hand* yosano: *screams* Motojiro: "Thank you for your valuable opinion. I will take it under advisement..." *drops his lemon bombs* "The brain is conscious eight hours after death. I'll come for your corpse later. Until then, take your time to die. Oh! And one question...How does it feel to know that you are dead?" -meanwhile- atsushi: *slumped against the wall* urg... *looks at the hole blown into the side of the train* Kyouka: "I have killed. Stay back. Or they will die." atsushi:... (thinking: this is my fault... these people's lives are at risk, just because they're on the same train as me...) -meanwhile- Motojiro: *re-enters* "So, you cooked yet?" yosano: *laying on the ground* Motojiro: *whistles, as he picks her up to turn her over* yosano: *opens eyes* suprise motherfucker. -PUNCH- Motojiro: "H-How?! Wh-Why?!!!" *blood pouring out his nose* yosano: damn, maybe i should have hit a bit harder. where did i hit again? care to refresh my memory? Motojiro: *trembling, pointing to his left cheek* yosano: thank you~ *PUNCHES HIM IN THE RIGHT CHEEK* Motojiro: *collapsed, trying to get up* "Impossible! Y-You should've died!" yosano: well, i am a doctor. i've seen deaths by the hundreds. you asked earlier, what is 'death'. simple. it's the loss of life. even though we give it our all, some patients just slip away. 'death is the pinnacle of science'?. BULLSHIT! Motojiro: "...Oh no...N-Now I recognize you...The Agency's resident doctor...the healer..." yosano: bingo, we have a winner, what did he win? survey says~.... a special treatment~ *pulls out a big ass cleaver* Motojiro: Q~Q "Eek." -his screams could be heard throughout the city- Kyouka: *points her blade at Atsushi...and is crying* atsushi: it's ok....just tell us where the bomb is and it'll be alright... Kyouka: "I-I...cannot." atsushi: what do you mean? *hearing beeps* ?! Kyouka: "..." *crying, as she pulls back her kimono...* atsushi: .... !!!! -the bomb is there- atsushi: we have to get that off! if we dont, you'll- *CLICK* atsushi: ?! Kyouka: "..." *she's still holding her phone...* atsushi: ... Phone: "Take them with you. Show them what the Mafia can do..." yosano: *over the intercom* atsushi, you still alive? if so, our culprit here told me the bomb is on your end set off by a remote. it'll blow in a minute if not properly defused. Kyouka: *holding back tears* yosano: you can stop it with an emergency button. it's with the mafia on your end. atsushi:...could you please hand it to me? Kyouka: *shakes her head, backs away* atsushi: please, just take the bomb off then! Kyouka: "..." *pushes him back* atsushi: ?! Kyouka: "I am Kyouka. I have killed 35 people. I wish to kill no more." atsushi: (thinking: that phone....it's controlling the demon...so then...she cant control it on her own?) Kyouka: *walks back to the hole in the side of the train...steps back..." atsushi: !!!! *runs out and reaches after her* *She falls* atsushi: NO! *jumps out after her* Kyouka: *dead eyes as she listlessly watches him approaching her* atsushi: *grabs her and yanks the bomb off with all the strength he could muster and holds her close* Kyouka: "!!!" *SPLASH* -BOOM- yosano: !!! shit! *runs* -meanwhile- atsushi: *cough cough* .... *looks at kyouka* Kyouka: *not moving* atsushi: !!! shit.. *tries to give CPR* Kyouka: "..." *cough* atsushi: *phew*...are you ok? Kyouka: "...Why?" atsushi: i didnt...want you to throw your life away...*looks down* (thinking: thank god i didnt tear her clothes, that would have been embarrassing) Kyouka: "...Erm..." atsushi:....??? Kyouka: "...I'm wet." atsushi: oh! um...i'll get you a towel! um....*looks around* there! *points to an onsen* it'll give us shelter from the rain, too. Kyouka: "...I...should have died." atsushi: ..... -the next day- Kyouka: *tosses* atsushi:.... Kyouka: *opens her eyes* "...Oh." yosano: morning kiddo. Kyouka: "..." Kunikida: "Is she awake? I wish to speak with her--" atsushi: ?? i think so... Kunikida: "You." *points at Kyouka* "Name your boss." Kyouka: "..." -elsewhere- Hugh: "Odd guests yesterday." misono: oh? kaori: the poor dears were drenched to the bone... Hugh: *nod* "One was quiet. The other was nervous. And looked like that one subclass we took in." misono: is that right? Hugh: *nod nod* "And then that explosion in the subway/elevated train..." misono: you dont think they were connected, do you? Hugh: "I do." -elsewhere- Patty: "How was the honeymoon?" liz: wonderful. *she smiles* Patty: *smiles* "That's great! So, how much more moving to do?" -elsewhere- rain: TT_TT (thinking: damn you, mr mori!) Michizou: "??? What's with you?" rain: i dont wanna talk about it. TT.TT gin:... higuchi: the boss get you down again? rain:..... Q____Q Michizou: "?? Maybe you need a drink." rain: yes please. TT.TT Michizou: *smiles* "I got a flask here. Or do you want the bar?" rain: maybe the bar. Q-Q... (thinking: hopefully mr nakahara will be there...) Michizou: "Well, after you. Who else here is going?" higuchi: i guess i could use a drink as well. hirotsu: as shall i. Michizou: "Sweet!" *pulls out a credit card* "Start the tab..." -elsewhere- Tsurugi: *snore* mafura: zzzzz.... yumikage: oooi, tsurugi, time to wake up man. Tsurugi: *sleep-talking* "Mikuni, stop that--I'm ticklish..." yumikage: ?? *opens the door*.... !! YOU LIL SHIT! *BED FLIP* Tsurugi: "!!! Ow! What the fuck?!" yumikage: YOU TRIED TO MAKE MAFURA DO SOMETHING WEIRD, DIDNT YOU?! Tsurugi: "??? I did?" *looks around* jun: easy now, judge is in session. what's going on? mafura: *yaaawn* good morning. ^^ Tsurugi: "...Um...I don't know?" -elsewhere- Higan: *looking at rope* naho: morning everyone~! lavender: *streeetch* jeez, those ropes were tight. naho: aaaand good night everyone! *goes back to her room* Higan: "???" *looks to Lavender* "I guess some people just don't appreciate..." lavender: yeah. but in all seriousness, my wrists are a bit sore. *rubs them* Higan: "..." *pulls out some aloe* "Here..." *puts some along his hands to rub along her wrists* lavender *smiles* thanks. Higan: *smiles* "Any time...Hope we didn't wake anyone." -elsewhere- Kid: *picks up Shiori* shiori: hehe! Kid: "Hee hee! Aren't you getting to be tall!" shiori: *reaching for him* uu! uu! Kid: *holds her closer* "What you want, Little Sister?" -elsewhere- Anya: "..." *holding a box with a bow...inhales* ("Okay, Anastasia, you can do this...") *knocks on door to Todoroki residence* fuyumi: yes? Anya: "??? Um...Is this the Todoroki residence?" fuyumi: yes. Anya: "..._Licht_ Todoroki?" fuyumi: ....sorry, wrong todoroki. if you were looking for shouto or our brother, they arent in. and dad's out at work. Anya: Q___Q -elsewhere- Black Star: "Feel better?" tsubaki: a little bit...thank you. Black Star: *nods* "Want me to make anything to eat?" tsubaki: sure. Black Star: "Maybe a little sushi? Or noodles?" tsubaki: i was thinking going out for pizza, just for something different. Black Star: *shiny eyes* "Awesome!" -elsewhere- Arthur: "Get down!" *ducks* shinra: *ducks* Q-Q; *A flaming shopping cart is thrown, just missing them* flame human: *SCREAMS* shinra: ok, that was horrifying. but we cant cower here! Arthur: "They're tossing shopping carts like they are nothing! We can't just run in there or they might throw something heavier--" shinra: then cut them in half! you have a sword, dumbass! Arthur: "Hmph. I just wanted to do some shopping. The only slashing I wanted to do was prices." shinra: -_-; Arthur: "Oh, fine. I'll go slice him then. Happy?" *stands and rushes at the Flame Human* -elsewhere- Johannes: "Long time, no see!" shuuhei: ..... *siiiiiighs* hello. Johannes: "What've you been up? Got any notes I could steal--BORROW?" mafura: ???~? Johannes: "???" *thumbs at her* "Who's the girl?" shuuhei: she's someone that touma brought up from the cells....i dont trust her. mafura: *looking at a lava lamp, wide eyed* Johannes: "...Seems innocent enough. And anyone who is fascinated by lava lamps can't be all..." *staring at the lamp, drooling* shuuhei:..... -____-; Johannes: *still staring--as his hand moves in spite of him and slaps him back to normal...as 'normal' as he is* *smiles at Shuuhei, with a big smile on his face* "So, any new specimens captured?" -elsewhere- Kid: *holds up a wrapped box to Lord Death* lord death: oh? what's this now? Kid: "I didn't think one gift on Father's Day would be enough." *smiles* lord death: aww. *Inside is a framed photograph from the wedding with Kid and Lord Death* lord death: *smiles* you're a grown man now, kid. Kid: "..." *hug* "Yet I will always be your kid." lord death:... *hugs* Kid: *smiles* *pat pat* lord death: ..... Kid: "Father? Are you okay?" lord death: hmm? of course i am...so...when am i gonna have some grandkids? Kid: ._.; "...Um..." -elsewhere- Wes: "I think that's the last box." liz: *smiles* julie: *peeeek* Wes: "??? Oh, hey, Julie." *wave* julie: hiya! liz: hey, kiddo. Wes: "We're unpacking..." *holds up an empty box* julie: oh. Wes: "...I got some crayons. Want to color the box?" julie: yay! it'll be my fort! Wes: "Hee hee..." *looks to Liz* "Any child-safe scissors?" -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: "I think the meal's ready." -elsewhere- Black Star: *pats his belly* "So tasty..." naho: thanks tsubaki! tsubaki: *she smiles* Sakuya: *nods* "Glad for the food." Shamrock: *staring down at his drink* lavender: it's just cola, it wont kill you. Shamrock: "Hmm? Oh, um, yes..." *sips* lilac:... Sakuya: "Lilac? You've hardly eaten..." lilac: i-is that bad? Sakuya: "No, not if you're not hungry. But I think you should eat a little, keep your energy up." lilac:....*tiny nom* Sakuya: *smiles* "Thanks for doing that. How is it?" lilac:...its nice... Sakuya: "Good enough, then." *pushes glass of water to Lilac* "Keep hydrated, too." lilac: *sips* Sakuya: "Great!" *smiles at Naho* naho: ^^ Shamrock: X_TT naho: something wrong? Shamrock: "Just thinking..." naho: about what? Shamrock: "...What happens next? What are we supposed to do?" naho: ?? Shamrock: "...C3..." tsubaki: ..... Black Star: *rests a hand over Tsubaki's* Sakuya: "...Mahiru hasn't had anything good to say about it..." tsubaki: i hope he's alright... Sakuya: "Yeah...Just confused." -elsewhere- Kuro: *holding ice to his head* "Ouch." mahiru: *giving him a blanket* you really need to watch where you're going, kuro... Kuro: "I was tired..." *yawn* mahiru: when _arent_ you tired... Kuro: "...When things aren't so exhausting. These C3 'bodyguards' are taking up a lot of time." mahiru: ....if we do infiltrate them, maybe we can get a better idea of what we're up against...if what shinoa said is true... Kuro: *sighs* "Fine...How do we ingratiate ourselves to them?" mahiru: maybe our 'bodyguards' might know something? Kuro: "...Ask them? Think they'd answer, or would they want something?" mahiru: only one way of finding out... -elsewhere- Hibana: *looks at hospital gurneys* "Any more supplies we're missing?" -elsewhere- Akitaru: "Welcome back, boys! How did the mission go?" shinra: surprisingly well. Arthur: *holds up a grocery bag* "And they had chips on sale." *his shirt sleeve is burnt off* shinra: and i promise not to burn the easy mac this time! Akitaru: "Great!" *pats both boys on the back* "Well, get cooking! Tamaki is already at work in the kitchen--" tamaki: Q-Q *holding what was supposed to be a cake, but turned into a brick* Akitaru: "...Oh boy." Arthur: "..." ("The things I do...") *slices part of the cake with his sword, and tries to take a bite* maki: i wouldnt do that, it might make you sick. Arthur: "I-I'm sure it'll be fine..." *nervous smile* -elsewhere- Kid: *offers a grape* stocking: ahhh~ Kid: *feeds her, smiles...and rests a hand on her knee* stocking: hehe~<3 Kid: "Stocking...I love you." stocking: i love you too kid. i always will. *hug* Kid: *hug* "My wife..." *rests his head on her shoulder* stocking: my adorable hubby~<3 Kid: >\\\\\< "So great." *smooch* stocking: ^/////^ Kid: "I-I just...I mean...You." stocking: hehe, *kisses his forehead* Kid: ^\\\\^ "Hee hee..." *cuddles* -elsewhere- Hyde: *walking, looking down at the sidewalk* soul: yo law- Hyde: *keeps walking, not recognizing the name* soul: dude? *puts his hand on his shoulder* Hyde: "!!!" *turns, pushing back when--* "...Oh. Soul. S-Sorry..." soul: you ok? Hyde: "Just...out of sorts." *rubs his arm* soul: ah. i was just heading back from work, you and licht wanna come over at all? Hyde: "Oh...S-Sure...I think he's around..." licht: hey. Hyde: "!!! Oh...Y-You finished looking around?" licht: yep. *has bags of new stuff* Hyde: "...Anything in there for me?" licht: *holds up a tiny light blue hedgehog leash* Hyde: Q~Q "That's just mean." -elsewhere- Anya: *pouting* "Stupid pain in the backside..." tsugumi: it's ok. im sure you arent the first one to make that error. Anya: "Hmph! He should have just told me his address." -elsewhere- Kunikida: "Where is he?" atsushi: i dont know. i figured he would be back by now... Kunikida: "...If he is out fooling around, I will hurt him." -elsewhere- -students in class 1-A are just chatting around- Izuku: *pointing to a photograph* "We could talk about this one!" ochako: *looks at the board* oh, seems the teacher is assigning partners.... oh, cool *got partnered with mina* jirou:....are you kidding me? *partnered with aoyama* Bakugou: *stares at Shouto* "...Okay, at least you won't slow me down on this." momo: *sigh*... -_-; Eijiro: "Oh, awesome! I got the smart person!" *squee* tsuyu: hmm. Denki: "...Um, any major fights you want to include in your--I mean, our report?" -and so; at ochako's house- ochako: hmmmmm.... hey mina, god any ideas? Mina: "Um...Maybe this fight in Paris? The outfits they wore were incredible!" ochako: that's waterloo, right? Mina: *nod nod* "Look at the tiny man with his hand in his suit!" *giggles* -at momo's house- momo: now to review, the battle of gettysburg took place in which year? Eijiro: .w.;;; "...18...70...5?" momo: the first two numbers you got right. but it was actually 18_63_ Eijiro: "At least I got the right century! I was only off by...um, 12 years? And I know who fought there! It was Abe Lincoln! With his battle axe!" momo:...*sweatdrop* -at katsuki's house- Bakugou: "Boring...dull..." -elsewhere- Izuku: "Mom, where's the soda?" inko: in the fridge, honey. Izuku: "Thanks! Iida, what do you want to drink?" *holds up flavors of soda...that all have All Might's face on them* tenya: *sweats* i'll have some water, thank you. Izuku: "Okay!" *hands him a glass...from a cupboard full of All Might-shaped mugs* -elsewhere- Aoyama: "She then blinded her opponents with her radiance! Her glorious personage made her enemies fall at her feet!" jirou:....aoyama.....what does that even have to do with the alamo? Aoyama: *he's holding up dolls as he re-enacts the Alamo on a Lego set* "...I thought history needed a polish of glitter to really make it shine! Also, why is it only men in this battle?" -elsewhere- Mineta: "It's a really cool battle, where half-dressed girls slam their butts into each other!" tokoyami: that's nice. *not even listening to him as he types on a document about the revolutionary war* Mineta: "We should totally get classmates to re-enact those battles--for historical significance!" *looks over Tokoyami's shoulder, reading report* -elsewhere- Ojiro: "Hagakure, do you see the book on the Peloponnesian War anywhere?" -elsewhere, in some place- rain: *walking as she hears two people talking* ?? ???: "La la la..." *slight singing* rain:... ?? *peeeeek* Akutagawa: "..." *aims at Dazai's neck* rain: O-O; *backing away slowly* Dazai: *smiles* "Oh. You're here." rain: ?? um... Akutagawa: "You know why you are here, Dazai..." *glances at Rain* "...Lock the door." rain: um..s-should i be in here or not? o~o; Akutagawa: "...Stay. And see the punishment that awaits anyone who defies the orders of the Mafia--" Dazai: "D'aw, is that any way to talk to your former b--" *SLICE* rain: !!! O-O;;;; Dazai: *silently takes the slice* Akutagawa: "You won't be wearing that smile much longer. Not after we annihilate your agency and seize the Man-Tiger." rain: *trembling* Dazai: *coughs, then laughs a bit* "...I doubt that. After all, your old boss has a message for you..." Akutagawa: "???" Dazai: "His new subordinate is so much better than you." *then looks at Rain* "Your boss kind of sucks. Maybe you should leave here and join--" *SLICE SLICE SLICE* rain: 7~7; well i agree with him that mr mori is the worst ever. Dazai: *coughing up blood, but laughing* "Not the boss I meant, but yeah, he's kind of a dick, too..." rain: um... .-.; Dazai: "Say, how about you loosen these chains on me, sweetheart?" rain: um... ._.; Dazai: "Then we can get out of here, go to a bridge, and fulfill a lovers' suicide pact--" rain: i think i'll pass on that offer, sir. ._.; 7-7; *mutters* plus i actually like someone else. Akutagawa: "Stop ignoring me..." *punches Dazai in the gut* Dazai: "Ouch! Ha ha--" *Fist to the jaw* Akutagawa: "...Rain. Bring a towel." rain *goes to do that* Dazai: *spits up blood* "She seems nice. Maybe she'll improve your group, since so many of your employees here are subhuman grumpy humorless incompetent jackasses with bad body odor--" *PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH* -in the hall- rain: *running and ends up tripping* ah! Tachihara: "Yo, watch where you run." rain: s-sorry.... *sigh* (thinking: i wish it could have been mr nakahara who caught me, it would have made me feel better.) *A hand touches lightly along her back* rain: *YELPS! and almost falls over* *She is lifted off the floor...and starts hovering* rain: eh? o///o Chuuya: "There. You're off the ground now, Rain." rain: .///////. t-t-t-thank you mr nakahara sir! mafioso: nice save, chuuya! Chuuya: "Of course it is..." *he keeps her hovering* mafioso: .////. higuchi:...chuuya, you can put her down now. Chuuya: "Huh?" *looks up* "Oh. Okay." *disables hover power* rain: *lands on her butt* >///< Chuuya: *holds out a hand* "Get up." rain: *takes it* um... *AHEM* t-thank you...mr nakahara... .///.; Chuuya: "Sure." Tachihara: "Good work, shorty." Chuuya: *glare* rain:... oh! right! towels! i need to get towels! *runs off to do that* Chuuya: "??? Towels?" Tachihara: *glances at the door* "Huh. Must be bloody again." higuchi: .... Chuuya: ??? Higuchi, what's the deal?" higuchi: well, ryunosuke's 'interviewing' dazai and- Chuuya and Tachihara: "Dazai?!" higuchi: well, yes....althought it's more like an interrogation than- Dazai: "AAAAAAAAH!" higuchi: ?!?! Dazai: "Get it away! Keep it away from me!" higuchi: what the hell is he doing to him?! Dazai: "Keep those legs away from me! Diseased! Disgusting! Vermin! EEEEEEK!" higuchi: O_O; gin: .... ._. Dazai: "PROTECT ME FROM THE ROACH!" -elsewhere- Kyoka: "More, please." *holds up plate* atsushi: TTwTT (thinking: my poor paycheck...) Kyoka: *sips her drink* "...What are we doing after lunch? Where are we going?" atsushi: *looks at kunikida* Kunikida: *sipping his tea* "Atsushi is taking you where children like to go and play." ("Prison.") atsushi:...um..where would that be? Kunikida: "What children do. Take her to the park." atsushi: ....ok then. -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *in fox form, panting* reimi: ?? Mr. Tsubaki: "Summer...heat..." *collapses* *whine* reimi:... *picks him up and takes him into the shrine wash room* Mr. Tsubaki: *whimper* "Hot..." reimi: *puts water into a basin and places him into it* better? Mr. Tsubaki: ^W^ *sigh of relief* *nods* "Thank you..." reimi: *smiles* Mr. Tsubaki: "Aaaah..." *POOF* reimi: O-O; Mr. Tsubaki: *in human form...in the buff* "...Um...Fur was keeping me hot..." *stuck in the basin* reimi: *averting eyes* <-<;;;; Mr. Tsubaki: *covers himself* "Sorry." ^^;; "Um...Guess I need a few minutes..." -elsewhere- Sakuya: *fanning* -elsewhere- Kid: *snore* stocking: ..... 7u7 *smoooooch* Kid: *eyes break wide open* "...Am I dreaming?" stocking: nope~ *nose nuzzle* Kid: *giggle, nuzzles back* stocking: i love you~<3 Kid: "Love you, too." stocking: mmm.... Kid: *cuddles* "I love being by your side." stocking: hehe....you know....its been a while since our last 'session'~ Kid: "Oh?" *rests a hand on her hip* stocking: 7w7 Kid: *slides his hand up her side* -elsewhere- Relan: *lies in bed* "So soft..." shinra: just washed the sheets today. *smiles* Relan: "Th-That was very considerate." ^\\\^ shinra: *smiles and strokes his cheek* Relan: .\\\. *soft moan* shinra: *small smooch* Relan: *small smooch back...he lies back* tamaki: aHEM shinra: !!! TAMAKI! D8< Relan: "Eep!" *hides his face* "What are you doing in here?!" tamaki: please lock the door if you're gonna do stuff like that. Relan: .\\\\. *looks at Shinra* "I thought _you_ did?" shinra:....oops. -elsewhere- Black Star: "Anything I can do?" naho: think you can help us with our test for classes? Black Star: "Um...School work isn't my best. What's the subject?" -elsewhere- chie: *getting the camera out* oh my gosh! *squee* Yohei: "Excellent!" toru: *playing with the sippy cup full of orange juice..which spills* chie: oh! oopsie. toru: D8 Yohei: "Aw, it's alright, Toru." *takes a paper towel and lays it down* "See? It'll dry." chie: ^^ Yohei: *holds up the wet paper towel* "See?" -elsewhere- Hibana: "Bubble bath, sweetie!" hanako: ^w^ Hibana: "Want any toy?" *holds up a rubber ducky* -elsewhere- Jacqueline: *folding laundry* blair: hello~! Jaqueline: "Blair! Hi! How are you?" blair: been well. my brother visited a while back. Jacqueline: "Oh...Um...Is he...I mean, does he...transform?" ._.; -elsewhere- Lily: *resting in the onsen* "Maybe the rest of this summer will be of some relief." misono: hopefully... Lily: "...There is also something else I wanted to request from you." misono: and that would be? Lily: "Go out on a date." misono: w-w-what?! .-. Lily: "It would do you good! Get to know your girlfriend a bit more--" misono: oh..r-right... 7-7; Lily: *smiles* "See? I knew you'd be happy around her." *smirk* "And you even call her your girlfriend." misono: *slumps in the water* oh shush. Lily: "Aw, don't be like that..." *pats his back* -elsewhere- Kid: "Ah~" stocking: you like that, kiddo~? Kid: "Y-You know I d-d-do..." *exhales* stocking: hehe~ good boy. Kid: "I-I just want to...be obedient..." stocking: *smirks and tightens her grip on his length* Kid: "Ah!" *shudders* -elsewhere- Kyoka: "..." atsushi: *on the ferris wheel with her* .... (thinking: if i take her in to the authorities...she'll be locked up for the rest of her life...and when she's of age...she'll probably be executed...) Kyoka: "..." *points outside* "Which building is that?" atsushi: *squints* that's the DWMA. from what i know, it's one of the major aspects of the city. Kyoka: " 'DWMA'? What does that stand for?" atsushi: umm... *looks at phone* 'death weapon meister academy' Kyoka: "Oh. 'Death.'" *looks down* atsushi:.... *sweats* i heard there's a nice cafe not far from here, i think it's called 'spring bird cafe'. Kyoka: *lifts head up* "I want tofu." -elsewhere- Anya: *asleep on the couch, muttering* miss misery: ...?? *carries her to bed* Anya: *mutters* "Please stay..." misery: ?? Anya: *sleep-talking* "I don't want you to leave me..." -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *sipping ice cold tea* "Thanks again." reimi: it's not a problem. ^^ Mr. Tsubaki: *smiles* "You are very kind. I suppose shrine training is one partial explanation." reimi: i guess. Mr. Tsubaki: "...If I may ask, why did you join the shrine?" reimi: ...i lost my family to the flames. the shrine took me in. Mr. Tsubaki: "Oh...I'm sorry." ("Losing family...") reimi: its fine. im happy where i am now. Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *looks around* "I can see why..." reimi: i've learned a lot about the people of this town. like how kirei is part of a family of known enchanters. not as famous as the zukimura clan, but still fairly well known. Mr. Tsubaki: *stares at Reimi* "Kirei is powerful, then?" kirei: i think it's more of skill over power. it does give peace of mind to the locals. and if she's able to keep benimaru in a level head, she has to be doing something right, haha. Mr. Tsubaki: "Ha ha...Yes." *points outside* "Speaking of which, I see them..." *sigh* "They look happy." -elsewhere- Black Star: *covers Tsubaki's eyes* tsubaki: *small smile* black*star, what are you up to? Black Star: "Aw, how did you know it was me?" *smooch on the cheek* tsubaki: hehe~ Black Star: *hug* "I got something for you..." tsubaki: oh? Black Star: *holds up a small shopping bag...inside is a bath gift set* tsubaki: black*star, that's so sweet. *smooch on the forehead* Black Star: ^\\\\^ "I hoped you'd like it!" -elsewhere- Kid: *panting* stocking: *panting* h-how was that? Kid: "So...So..." *kisses her neck lightly* stocking: *pouts* so-so? Kid: *lifts up his head...smirks* "So amazing..." *his hand lingers over her sex* stocking: ahhh! >///o Kid: "You took me to levels never before..." *rubs lightly* stocking: *soft moan* Kid: "Stocking..." *massages her* "I want to please you..." stocking: *sighs of approval* Kid: *starts to grind along her* stocking: kiiiid~ Kid: "I want to please you..." *straddles her, his hands at her wrists** stocking: k-kid please...i-i want it~ Kid: *removes his hand from one of her wrist, as he guides himself into her* *soft moan* stocking: *shuddering* f-fuuuuck~ Kid: *thrusts slowly into her* stocking: *panting in time to his thrusts* Kid: *holds her wrists as he alternates his pace, quickening and slowing, hardening as he looks at her excited body* stocking: *shivering and panting* Kid: *he lets go of her wrists, clutching her hips and letting his head rest by her side, his chest along hers as he grunts* stocking: *pulls him close to kiss him* Kid: *kisses her back, holding her close* -elsewhere- Hyde: *wearing the hedgehog leash* -_-; romina: well aint you as cute as a summer strawberry! Hyde: "I feel like someone's pet." julian: well, technically speaking, you are. Hyde: D: "But...that's a technicality. I don't like leashes..." Hyde: "Now, if I was in human form..." =\\\\\= julian: O////O d-d-d-d-dont you think that's going too far?! >////< Hyde: "I'm just being honest!" -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: "--and this girl had this little rabbit doll." hinata + hikage: *listening* Tsukiyo: "It was the last possession she had after her parents died..." -chop- fang-hua: dont upset them. Tsukiyo: "Ow!" *rubs her head* "But it's a true story..." hikage: proof or it didnt happen! Tsukiyo: .w.;;; "Um...Well, I mean, I read it online..." -elsewhere- Black Star: *making the bed, picking up the room* lilac:.... Black Star: "Oh, hey, Lilac! You cleaning up your place?" lilac: um.. y-yeah... Black Star: "Need any help?" lilac: i-if you want to.... Black Star: "Sure!" *pulls out broom and cleaning supplies* "Any dust bunnies in your room?" lilac: p-probably... -the room has hardly anything, save for some pajamas and a futon- Black Star: "Huh...No collectibles?" *sweeps under the futon* lilac: i-i dont... have much... Black Star: "Maybe we can get you something good for your birthday..." *dusting the curtains* lilac: *cough cough* Black Star: "Oh, gee, sorry!" *offers a mask* lilac:...t-...thank you... Black Star: *smiles* "Not a problem. Man, I thought Shamrock would be the one doing this, though. He must be slacking off--" Shamrock: D:< lilac: i-i think...he's been having a r-rough time...recently... Black Star: "??? Yeah, I get that...But keeping busy usually can let someone work through that..." -elsewhere- Rin: "I got the popcorn!" -elsewhere- Jacqueline: "Blair dropped this off." *holds up a basket* kim: ooh, neat. Jacqueline: "Wonder what she left in here..." *takes out a jar of fruit preserves and pumpkin cookies* kim: ooh, looks delicious. Jacqueline: *nods, as she hands a cookie to Kim before biting into another* "Mmm! Really tasty! I wonder what her recipe is..." -elsewhere- Victor: "Seen Nozomi around?" karin: she went out to get groceries. any reason? ^^# Victor: "Was going to ask her something. I'll talk with her when she gets back." *polite smile* -elsewhere- Johannes: .w. metsu: *helping customers check out* thank you for your patronage.

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Today Was The Day

No one ever tells you what rock bottom is or how it feels, because everyones rock bottom is different. A feeling and situation you cant escape no matter what exit strategy you think of. Im laying in bed, wearing the same outfit i had on yesterday minus my pants and bra. Im so hungry and weak, i feel like i could pass out. This is probably because im 9 weeks pregnant and the only thing ive eaten today is a bowl of lumpy malt o meal.  i stumbled into the kitchen half awake to make this about 4 hours ago when i felt so sick i thought i was going to throw up my baby. Ive cried 5 times already and its barely 1:30, with an hour long nap between when i woke up to now. My eyelashes are stuck together, and when i pull them apart i feel a salty residue on my fingers. I havent showered or brushed my teeth and im not sure ill even get to that point today. The most ive accomplished on this fine day is counting the number of sticky tac marks on the ceiling of my room from the previous owners of this apartment. I imagine they had a kid with those glow in the dark stars to look at before their precious child fell into sleep. My boyfriend has been nothing but patient and helpful since we found out im pregnant. Unfortunately ive managed to push him away so far because i cant stand the thought of someone seeing me failing miserably. Classic Lauren, disappearing when i dont have an answer for everything. I cant help but think that today, i realized im at my rock bottom.

                Finding out im pregnant has been one of the hardest things by far, ive ever gone through. Im 21 in an 8 month relationship, so its not the worst of situations. But i definitely wasnt ready. I was one of those people that swore they werent going to have kids until later on in their life.When i took the test by myself in a Tom Thumb bathroom, i cried in the stall for about 5 minutes while a lady occupied the one next to me. That shit was positive after about 3 seconds, no wait time, i was definitely pregnant. When i told my boyfriend, i was sure we would just get an abortion and move on with our lives. But by the end of our car ride, both of us couldnt see that as an option anymore. I did not want my first pregnancy to be a casualty caused by me. The first thing i did though, was call my mom and ask if i should keep the baby or not. Wrong thing to do, because anyone you ask will say its not their decision. I know because i asked 3 people very close to me, and i didnt get one solid answer. It was completely up to me.This decision was so intense and life changing either way i wanted to go. If i kept the baby, everything drastically changed and i would have someone that would look to me for the rest of my life with no breaks or time to myself. But if i didnt keep the baby, i didnt know if i would ever forgive myself for killing my first child. Im already a pretty emotionally deep person, and the thought of having a death on my shoulders made my heart so heavy. Especially since my reasons werent very good reasons to not keep the baby. I want to travel, I want to smoke and drink with friends, i dont want the responsibility yet. At this point i had been living on my own for years, bought cars on my own, had a full time job, and lived enough lifetimes for about 7 people. It was a selfish decision in my eyes, to say no to a child… my child. And so I became a mom.

                    The downfall since finding out is a pretty steep ass fall. My relationship has caved in and i lost my full time job! Fuck yeah to being pregnant and jobless. I had told one of my managers i was pregnant but i didnt want anyone to know. Well somehow all the other managers found out and i honest to God believe that they fired me for being pregnant. I had been working there for 2 and a half years. Never late, never written up, passed secret shops with a 100, never called in, came in when they needed help, had pretty close relationships with select managers, and i always did my job right. I made one single mistake. I got my first complaint, which every single employee there im sure has had complaints before, but this was my FIRST. The woman who fired me, reminds me of my dads girlfriend, which is probably why ive always been so stand offish with her. She sounds like her, like theyve sucked in too much helium and their voices will always be 8 octaves higher than it should be. And both are young, small white girls from small towns in Texas that no one has probably ever heard of. Weve all met a girl like this. I asked for understanding obviously, and tried to keep my job. But she was firm on the decision she had made. So i thanked her for the opportunity to work there and left. I texted my other managers and said i was glad to have met them and again thanked them for the opportunity as well. When i left, i thought i would be extremely hurt and upset. But i felt relieved… I had been working 50-70 hours a week there for over 2 years. I was burnt out and had contemplated finding a new job, but didnt because i was pregnant and thinking about money. But this just sped up the process. The only thing was i was not really prepared to get fired… I found a job the next day, but training was 2 weeks and this month my boyfriend and i were supposed to start a special savings fund for the baby and instead i would be 3 weeks without cash relying on my checkings and savings for my bills for the month. He said he would pay my bills, and i could take some time off to rest and figure things out. Which was very sweet. The only problem was that he lost his job 2 days later. So we were both jobless and expecting. Which put a strain on our relationship.

                         I didnt hold it against him. I had just been fired too. But bills were screaming at me, stresses of the baby were screaming at me, 2 weeks with no income was screaming at me. And i started pushing. I wanted to be alone and cry and feel sorry for myself. I wanted to figure my life out without anyone seeing me as a failure. Especially my partner. So i did what my job had done to me. Waited for something small to happen to cut things off so i could be alone and deal with my sorry ass life by myself. It wasnt justified. And i cant believe im hurting him for my own selfish problems. But im stressed the fuck out and i have no clue what the hell im doing right now. Everything in my life has been so sure. Job, bills paid on time, plan for the future, who i am. And now, i cant even get out of bed to eat a meal. How did this happen so fast and so drastically? Every decision i make im thinking of the baby inside of me. And right now, i think im a shit mom who needs to get it together before i really damage my life and my baby’s life. What does family look like to me? What is parenting? Maternity insurance? Delivery? Announcing my pregnancy? Its all unknown to me. So here i am, writing a blog of how im gonna make this work and do this for my kid. Hopefully what i learn along the way can be helpful to any other woman who is going through my same struggle. But for right now, im just as clueless as the rest of you....