#im sorry this is making me laugh a lot that sprite looks really bad

[iidsch]

I'm of the opinion that this type of censorship is incredibly stupid and useless but also I will never not see Registeel doing a nazi salute from now on

[kindajared]

CAT BOY JOHNNY

Hello! yes...this is 3k+ words because I got carried away...NSFW BABEY 18+ IM LOVE HIM YOU G U Y S (Looks like I’m big dumbass and didn’t incorperate his handicap and I hate myself, but please enjoy anyway)

You were nervous, really nervous. Your friends pressured you into doing this and you couldn’t refuse them…you were weak when it came to these things; anything for your friends. Jeez, so much for having a strong will. But how could you refuse something like this? It would be a new experience and you supposed you didn’t mind, but God, you were nervous.

A Catboy…it was hard to say it aloud. The only reason you even thought this would be a good idea was because your friend had one, Gyro, and he was absolutely lovely. They wanted you to get this one in particular because he and Gyro were close or had been before he was taken from him. They couldn’t live without each other, yet your friend only had the means for one…So, this was perfect. They could see each other whenever the wanted.

This one’s name was Johnny. He had had soft blue eyes and shoulder length blond hair and was thinthin. He was absolutely adorable and you were happy to take him in. One thing you weren’t aware of, was his personality…which was something that largely contributed to your nervousness.

--

You were driving back to your apartment with him in the passenger seat, his arms crossed and looking out the window. You glanced over at him now and again, hoping he would speak up rather than you. You sighed.

“Are you exited to see Gyro?”

You asked with a small smile, watching the road. Johnny’s ear perked up slightly from under his beanie and his attention turned to you, tail exposed. He gave a nod.

“More than anything.”

He replied. Your smile only grew. So this wasn’t so bad for him, you were glad. You had a little more to say.

“I just hope this doesn’t feel traumatic for you. Does it?”

You asked with a glance. You heard him shift in his seat and he shook his head quickly.

“I knew it was going to happen eventually. I’ll be fine.”

You bit your bottom lip and nodded. Good. This was good. You thought to yourself before you arrived back at your apartment just minutes later.

You went to open the car door for him, but he got out himself, hunched over like a moping child. You took a breath in before you walked up the concrete stairs to your apartment, him following close behind.

You both entered after unlocking the door, both nonchalantly kicking of your shoes before closing the door. You noticed Johnny sniffing the air. You lifted your brows.

“Smell okay?”

You asked him, hoping for the answer you desired.

“Mhm. I think it’s safe to say it smells good actually.”

He finally cracked a smile and you felt your heart could sing. You walked forward then, setting your bag and keys down on the entryway table. You let out a happy hum.

“Here, follow me.”

You motioned for Johnny to follow you and he did, both just steps from the living room. You held your arms out towards the simplistic living room; couch, coffee table and a television, your laptop and a book laying out. Johnny looked it over.

“Not much, I know, but it’s cozy enough. I hope it works for you.”

You looked at him and he nodded.

“I like it.”

You smiled once more, walking towards your next stop, the kitchen. It wasn’t big. Enough for two people to stand in. Fridge with a freezer, sink, stove and a microwave and a few cabinets and drawers.

“I don’t always have much, but I stocked up. I don’t know what you like, so I got a lot of different things.”

You spoke before you heard breathing in your ear, sniffing. You turned to see that Johnny was smelling you, reaching up to touch your hair. You swallowed, not knowing what to do or say. You just assumed this was some sort of greeting, maybe even a sign of affection? You could only hope so.

“Thanks. I’m sure I’ll like it all. I honestly didn’t expect you to be so nice. I think I might like it here.”

He spoke softly and you couldn’t help but blush.

“You think? That’s great!”

You were getting exited and Johnny could clearly tell, smile back on his face You couldn’t help but relish looking into his blue eyes, they were so gentle. You cleared your throat and walked past him, showing him the decent sized bathroom before the bedroom, which you had the decency to clean for him, making the bed and all. You opened the door to reveal a queen-sized bed, small closet, vanity and a laundry basket. Johnny looked it all over, walking forward to sit on the bed, patting it.

“I like it- I really like it.”

He gave his approval, and you couldn’t help but clap your hands together.

���Oh, that’s great, Johnny!”

You could squeal then, but you held that back. You then put your hands back down at your sides.

“Are you hungry?”

You asked him. You knew for a fact that he didn’t eat kibble or lap up water with his tongue, so you assumed he ate like anyone else. He replied.

“Starving.”

You put a finger to your chin and looked down momentarily before looking back up with an idea.

“Pizza?”

You offered. Johnny lifted a brow and you became nervous. Did he not like pizza? He leaned forward.

“You read my mind! How did you know?”

The excitement in his voice was something new. You wear so happy. This would work out, after all. You nodded, backing out of the doorway.

“What kind do you like?”

You asked. He grinned.

“I’ll eat anything. You choose.”

You nearly melted. You nodded and left for the kitchen, calling the local pizza place and ordering plain pepperoni. What could you say? You had simple tastes. You also ordered a sprite, not being able to hold back the temptation for soda.

You went back to the bedroom after ordering to find Johnny cuddled up on the bed with on of your pillows, grabbing and kneading at it. His eyes were closed, and he was smiling. He couldn’t have been more adorable if he tried.

“Pizza’ll be here in a jiff.”

You leaned against the doorway, not being able to help but watch him. He looked up at you then.

“What are you doing?”

His brows were furrowed in some sort of confusion and you widened your eyes. What did you do?”

“Uhhh, I’m sorry, I don’t-.”

“Come here, please.”

His lip was slightly pouted. You immediately went and crawled on the bed, quickly up next to him. He immediately embraced you, nuzzling his face into your neck. You noticed he was purring, and you giggled, reaching up to push his beanie off so that you could scratch behind his ears. He hummed softly and you felt his rough tongue against your neck, making you gasp. He pulled back.

“Is that okay? I can’t help it. It feels so good. No one’s touched me in a long time.”

He sounded worried, as if he did was completely unwanted. You shook your head, placing a hand on the side of his face.

“Don’t be silly. It’s fine. I like how it feels.”

You assured him. He smiled, his soft purr returning as he was quickly back at your neck, licking strips up to your ear. You shuddered at the feeling and Johnny noticed, arm sliding around your waist and pulling you close. You hummed, moving your other hand to scratched under his chin. Johnny sighed and moved his face so that he could press his lips to yours, you made a noise of surprise and he pulled away.

“Something wrong?”

He had that same look of worry. You stumbled over your words.

“No, I, uh...I’m not sure if I want this. I didn’t bring you home for this.”

You told him. He looked away, frowning. He sat up and brought his knees to his chest. Your eyes widened and you sat up with him.

“Johnny, all I mean is…”

You paused, finding your words.

“You don’t have to do all of that. I want to take care of you, that’s all. We don’t have to, you know…”

You explained. He didn’t look back, just buried his face in between his knees and spoke, voice weak.

“You don’t want to?”

He sounded like he was on the verge of tears. You moved up next to him and took ahold of his face, brining it up so that he would look at you.

“I do want to, Johnny. I wasn’t worried about me. I was worried about you. What you wanted.”

You sighed before smiling, hoping he might return it. He blinked.

“So you-?”

Then the doorbell rang before Johnny could finish and you set you pushed some of his hair behind his ear.

“Let’s eat first, okay? I think we’re both hungry. Sound good?”

You asked kindly. He only nodded before you moved off the bed and held out your hand for him to take. When he was up you placed a kiss on his cheek before hurrying to the door. Johnny stood in place momentarily, hand on his cheek, blushing. He smiled to himself before walking out to the living room where you had set everything up for the two of you. He was quick to plop down on the couch, he loved pizza.

The two of you didn’t even use plates when you ate, taking sips of sprite from two different glasses in-between bites, barely making conversation, just making sound of pleasure. You both hadn’t had pizza in a long time.

“This makes me think of Gyro.”

Johnny spoke up after finishing a slice. Your attention turned to him and you finished chewing before replying.

“How about we see him tomorrow? Wanna do that?”

You asked, of course knowing the answer. Johnny nodded excitedly.

“Yes please, (Y/N)!”

He went in to tackle you with a hug, but you blocked him with your knee.

“No way! You’re all greasy!”

You laughed when Johnny pouted, but he was quick to laugh himself.

“Fair enough, I guess.”

He gave up before finishing his drink and sighing, rubbing his stomach.

“Thanks for this. It was awesome, if I do say so myself.”

He thanked you with a nod of his head. He stood up then.

“Can I go shower?”

He asked. You finished your slice and nodded.

“Of course! Everything in there is self-explanatory, so I don’t think you need a manual.”

You told him. He chuckled and nodded.

“Good to know. I’ll be back.”

“Wait!”

You stopped him and he turned around.

“I got you some clothes to sleep in. They should be on my bedside table. Thought I should let you know.”

He chuckled, lifting his shoulder before he just nodded and walked away. You sighed before turning back to finish your drink, proceeding to clean up, extra pizza in the fridge. You listened as the shower ran. You couldn’t help but imagine how Johnny looked…the water running down his back, ears and tail soaking, blond hair smoothed back. It made you bite your lip as you continued to your bedroom.

You proceeded to put on some loose shorts and a long T-Shirt, nothing special. The water had been off in the shower for long enough, so you went and knocked on the door.

“I hope you’re still alive in there.”

The door then opened to reveal Johnny in nothing but a towel. He looked as you imagined but better. You had to keep yourself from staring.

“I-I just gotta brush my teeth. I got a toothbrush for you too.”

You slid by him and retrieved your toothbrush from its place next to the sink, pointing to Johnny’s. You both brushed your teeth together, bumping you hips together now and again, making each other smile. Once you were done you looked at him with a toothy smile.

“Look good?”

You asked. He nodded.

“Those are some pearly white if I’ve ever seen any.”

He complimented. You chuckled before moving past him, butterflies in your stomach. He was too perfect; you couldn’t believe it.

You then slid into bed; nightstand lamp the only think lighting the room. You nearly drifted off to sleep before you felt Johnny slide in behind you, youbbeing on your side.

“You can turn the light off now.”

He told you, and you did as he said, reaching up for it. Johnny was quick to wrap his arms fully around you, pressing his frond up against your back. You felt his breath against the back of your neck, but the smile you had faded when you felt something hard against your back. You swallowed as Johnny began to rub himself up against you, purring  loudly into your ear.

“Johnny?”

“Yeah?”

He replied in a gentle tone.

“You uh-have-.”

He chuckled in reply, pulling you as close as he could. You gasped when his cock fully pressed up against your back.

“I can’t help it. I’ll stop if you want…”

His tone changed to one you had heard before…disappointment. You could practically see his pout without even looking his direction. Even if you were, it was pitch black. You sighed,

“It’s fine. I don’t mind.”

You just felt you should point it out, though now you felt stupid. Of course, he knew he had a hard on, it was his cock, after all.

You gasped when you felt something phallic slip in between your thighs. You whimpered as it began to slide in and out. Johnny spoke.

“Can I do this? It feels good.”

He asked you, giving the shell of your ear a lick. You arched your back into him and nodded.

“Yeah- Yeah, go ahead.”

You gave him approval and he continued, cock shifting higher and higher until you could feel in against your crotch. You let out a hum and your chest tightened. You could feel yourself quickly getting wet. Johnny was purring and biting at your ear, groping at your breasts. You let out a soft moan.

“Johnny…”

You placed your hand on his, over your chest. Johnny gave your neck a soft nip.

“I want you- I want to be inside you, (Y/N).”

His voice was still so sweet, breath hot. You pressed half of your face into the pillow.

“Another night? Not yet, okay? I’m sorry, just…not yet.”

Johnny whimpered at your answer to his question. Though he had to sigh in acceptance.

“Can I touch you?”

Was his follow up. Your licked your lips and curled your toes, letting out a shaky breath

“I-If you want to, g-go ahead.”

You gripped your pillow. It’ not that you didn’t want him to fuck you, you just felt it wasn’t time; you had just met that day. after all.

You gasped when you felt slim fingers slide into your shorts, bypassing your panties to touch your bare pussy. You squirmed, breathing quickly.

“Shh.”

Johnny hushed you as he slid his finger into your slick folds. He hummed.

“You’re really wet. That from me?”

He asked you. You nodded, whimpering softly.

“Mmm, mhm.”

Was what you managed to reply with. Johnny took ahold of your ear with his theeth and tugged at it as his middle finger began to circle your clit slowly. You sucked in a breath and clenched your jaw. It had been a long time since anyone had touched you like this.

“You’re so cute.”

He did in fact purr as he pressed his finger down, wiggling it. You took your bottom lip into your mouth.

“Mmm, Johnny, that feels-.”

“Good? I could have guessed.”

He knew what you were going to say, but that was no surprise. His ring finger slid down to your entrance and you pressed your ass up against him, making him grunt in pleasure.

“Keep doing that, please.”

He breathed. You began to roll your hips back up against him and he groaned.

“(Y/N..”

He nuzzled is face into your neck as he slid a finger into your hole, eagerly rubbing your slick walls.

“Nnn, Johnny, fuck…”

Your breath hitched. His purring only made this hotter. You could feel his tail wrap around your thigh and you hummed. Johnny slipped another finger into you, surprised you were already ready for it. You grabbed at the sheets, gasping as he pleasured you with his fingers, sliding them in and out at an agonizing pace.

“Johnny please, go fast- I want it faster.”

You practically whined. Johnny did as you asked, fingering you quickly, slipping a third one in for the hell of it. You squirmed up against him, gasping over and over again. You reached behind your own head to tangle your fingers in his hair, scratching the back of his head. He groaned, pressing his lips against your neck for a sloppy kiss before he opened his mouth, sucking and biting to create a mark.

“I-I’m-.”

You could barely speak as he fucked you with his fingers, pressing them against your walls as he hooked them now and again. Your eyes threatened to roll back as he spoke.

“Do it for me. I want to feel you on my fingers.”

He panted into your ear. You sucked in a breath as you felt that familiar white-hot feeling in your core, an amazing stinging feeling. You reached your climax with one last thrust of his fingers, cumming all over them, coating them in their entirety. You panted and shook in the aftershock of your orgasm. You took your hand away from Johnny’s head and were quick to flip yourself over to face him.

“Johnny.”

You spoke his name through challenging breaths.

“Hm?”

He licked at his fingers, sliding them into his mouth and smiling, though you couldn’t quite see. You managed to find his face when you reached for it, pulling him in for a sloppy kiss, as you missed your mark. You both laughed softly.

So, this was a Catboy…well, this wasn’t just any Catboy, this was Johnny…and he was perfect in every way. You would care for and love him for as long as you could; he was yours now.

“Hey Johnny?”

“Yeah?”

You spoke.

“You haven’t cum, have you?”

Johnny chuckled.

“Nope.”

You kissed him again, correctly this time.

“Then, I suppose it’s your turn. Is that fair?”

Johnny’s purring returned.

“That’s fair.”

[tomdiddlyumptious]

T.H/H.O| Old Apartments

Summary: two new comers come, good and bad intentions at first, a triangle at last.

Warnings: drinking? Not proof read, a love triangle? Which is possibly gonna be terrible with the way I right

Chapters? I don’t know but I know this is a small skit

“Look mate-“ “this is where like the stoners live haz! I’m not staying here!” “Well piss off! I’m about to go have some fun” haz shrugged, taking his stuff out of the uhaul and going inside the rather old, crusty apartment.

“I’m boreeddddd!” Tom (Tom Felton/draco, but he is like is real age now so) yelled on the empty large space. “Well you won’t be! We are having some new mates!” You smiled, taking the ice cream out the freezer and grabbing a spoon. “Yeah why don’t you go hang out in the pool or something” Evan stated (Evan peters/ Tate Langdon). “I’m pretty sure Aja threw up in there” “wait when!” You ask, looking at him and sitting in the tall chair.

“Last week! Oh I forgot you have a boring job” “shut the fuck up draco” he only makes a face at you but somebody catches all of your eyes. You all turned your heads finding someone you don’t know heavy panting.

“That’s a bit much to carry all the way up the stairs if you ask me” Evan said, coming up to help the fellow guy out. “T-thank you” the stranger smiles, Evan only chuckling and telling the stranger to follow him.

“Yikes” your eyebrows cock and you dig with the spoon for more ice cream. “I hope he doesn’t make the house boring like you do” “go do some crack or something, it’ll make you happy” you shrug suggesting. “I’ll check into that actually” he nods. “Alright addict we need your help!” Evan yells from inside the room, out of breath. “That’s my que” Tom says, standing up and making his way to the strangers room. “I guess I could help to” you mutter, putting your ice cream down and grabbing your slippers and going the the elavator.

You looked around at the street and the parking lot, finding a wide open uhaul, you walk over and grab something, which was heavy. “Hey you twat! Stop stealing” you hear someone say, hearing footsteps you place to mattress down and look at him confused. “I’m actually helping someone, so your the idiot mate” you smile at the unknown person. “O-oh” he stutters “can I help you then?” “I think I’m fine, im not too idiotic” ooo that was some extreme shade, good job y/n. The stranger looked taken back a bit, cursing at himself for being so dumb. “I’m sorry” he let out, “I don’t accept sorry, sorry” you glare at him, taking in his looks.

Doughy brown eyes, skinny beat lean, slight chubby arms, teeth a bit crooked, no lips, a mopped, reddish brown hair color that dropped across his head. You rolled your eyes, picking up the mattress again and the stranger watching you as you struggle back inside, sighing you noticed how weak you actually are.

“What’s your name?” You asked the blonde with blue eyes. “Harrison” he smiled at you, lifting his hand you looked at it and thought ‘yes’ “yes what?” Harrison asked. “Oh she just has a extreme hand kink” Evan grinned. “Shut up!” You yell, grabbing a quarter in your pocket and throwing it at him, hitting him in his forehead. “Well uhm, do you still want a hand shake?” Harrison chuckled, you smiled taking his hand in yours, making eye contact with him. “Is this romance I see?” Tom dramatically gasped, wiping the sweat from his forehead. “So this is loveeeee, mhm mhmmm” Evan sung, flipping the quarter. “Would you asshole shut up!” You embarrassingly cover your eyes, Harrison laughing. “So this is what it’s like?” “Yep, were a family here, it’s nice to meet you Harrison, just keep your hands in your pockets at all times” “y/n let’s go make dinner” Tom said, you nodded following him out.

Thomas stood outside, debating if he go there or not. “Fuck it” he murmured, picking up as much stuff as he could and making his way up.

“Wine!” You smiled, grabbing it from the cabinet. “Perfect!” Tom smiled, the nice pasta in the pretty bowl. “Hi” there was a small sound, you looked over and seen stranger. “Hey idiot, might not wanna put to much stress on yourself” you say, setting down the wine and helping him with his stuff. “Thank you” he whispers, you only smile and pull him to his room with Harrison. “I’m guessing this what do you call it, twat? Is your friend?” ‘Your right” he nodded, his side of the room already set up. “I’m not a twat, I’m protective” he groaned as you both put the stuff in place, “eh your a twat” you chuckle as he rolls his eyes.

“Dinners done!” Tom yelled, grabbing plates and setting them up in the livingroom while the flavor of love played. “Let’s go” you smiled, they both smiled back and followed you out. “Aja your here? Since when?” Evan asked, plopping himself on the couch wearing his grey sweats and white shirt. “I’ve been here all day, I’m sick remember?” “Ewww” you, Evan, and Tom shouted. When Aja gets sick she gets sick terribly, “so who’s taking care of her? Because it’s not i” “not i” “not I” “did you forget I’m here dipshits?” “Oh no we are very fond of you” Tom said making everyone laugh. “Fine I will do it, Aja I’ll make you something” you said, while everyone else sat on the couch, and of course stranger had to be the odd one out, sitting in your seat. “Might not wanna sit there” Tom whispered. “Why are you whispering?” “Y/n will attack you, verbally, and you won’t like it” “he’s being very serious, don’t sit in that seat” “alright” he shrugged, standing up and sitting next to haz and Aja. You slapped some saltine crackers on a plate and room temperature sprite in a champagne class. Everyone made their plates, Evan making yours “what is this show?” Haz said, “flavor of love? Ya know-“ Evan got cut off by Tom “flavor flaveee” you laughed and came back over, giving the soup, crakers, and sprite to her. “It’s spicy” you tell her, she nodded and you sat down in your seat, Evan giving you your plate and you thanked him, the wine you poured yourself.

About a season in Aja turned off the TV, everyone groaning and looking at her. “What? I think we have to get to know each other” she shrugged. “Right, okay” Evan shrugged, you took all the plates and put them in the sink, rinsing them off and washing your hands, you sat back down and joined everyone.

“Well whos more interesting?” “Y/n��� everyone said at the same time, except for stranger and haz. “I’m not that intresting, I’ll go last” “well we are all actors, or at least used to be, except y/n, we all just huddled together and said hey let’s have a shitty apartment and make it our home” “yeah pretty much, what’s your name stranger?” Aja said, looking at stranger “Tom” “no my name is Tom, what’s your name?” Tom said, “it’s Tom- well thomas but” “we are calling you Thomas then” “you sound like my mom-“ “well what would you like to be called sweet cheeks?” “Uh- Stanley?”

“Well welcome home Stanley, my names Evan, Evan peters, I’ve been active since like 2008, I’m pretty basic, I met y/n before anyone else, I like the color black, Taco Bell, and uhm, I don’t know what else?” “My name is Tom, I played draco in Harry Potter as you should already know, I like titanic, grey olive, red, the simpsons, and etc” “I’m Aja, I play in how to get away with murder, uh favorite color?” She coughs, your face scrunched “blue, I like anything really I guess” she shrugs.

You sigh as it was your turn, everyone looking at you, “uh, my name is y/n, my road to fame was a book I made-“ “best book ever” “shut up and let me speak, unlike everyone here I’m bi, I like dark green I guess, I like music a little to much, I love being alone, I paint sometimes, I have weird stages in my life and fazes and I guess yeah” you shrug. “She left out to much detail, she’s really fun and can bright up any room, she’s like the soul to this old ragged place, we wouldn’t do anything without her, she makes us clothes, she feeds us, spends money on us, talks to us, she’s our family in so many pieces, sooner or later you’ll find out for yourself” Evan smiled at you. “You do to much Evan” you rolled your eyes.

Stanley just looked at you, haz smiled and looked at you, both thinking “beautiful”.

[daphuu]

Part One! Im sorry its taken me forever to reply!!!! i really am sorry if i made you worry, its just been very hot where i am so its been a little hard to focus on writing a coherent response :D ----- Ive written a few FAHC fics! (about 4 of them) my most recognised one is a raywood fic called 'A Handsome Stranger Called Death' (thats the real long boy). ----- I dont think you've done a fic rec for any of them but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯, im also not in the FAHC chat! but it sounds cool! - brie xx

... seeing them on twitter is so lovely, everytime i see them it becomes real UWU hours ----- my book is kinda a mix of funny and ouch! its called 'dumb things to say in a street fight' and its a collection of sentences that range from "you eyes say bedroom but you knife says ER" to "you hit like my dad" and its in a ergodic kinda style (house of leaves but not quite) i love writting because its so fun to put words together and make something heartbreaking and beautiful. | Salem is a bastard boy! but i love him-hes got a grey and white coat (underbelly, nose, and paws white, grey the rest) i adopted him from a pound while looking for my sisters cat (he came home eventually dw!) because i saw him and fell inlove instantly, i named him salem because to me hes magic. Im very glad to hear that Lady is doing better!!! ----- my favourite drink is either super cold water, or straight up sprite! what about you? | yeah im starting uni in feb! ill be studying creative writing with a minor in japanese language! it took me so long to decide as originally i wanted to do astrophysics but took a physics class and decided it wasnt for me and dropped physics the next year for english extension! i learnt so much about literary theory 10/10 very cool and makes you question everything- YOUR SERIES SOUNDS AMAZING!!!! i would read the heck out of that!!!!! | honestly i could see myself getting sucked into that world instantly! writing can be slow going and as a fellow ADHDer i know how it feels when you set up a lot to write but! let each milestone you hit, whether its deciding a characters last name or writing 1000, 100, 50, or even just 5 words, fuel your monolithic desire to weave together words and make something beautiful like an old god pulling meaning from the stars!

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Hi hiii! I’m glad you’re alive and well, Brie~!

Hoooo boy that fic is a good long one. I’m excited to read it—I’ve added it to my to-read list (lengthy, lengthy) and have it open in one of my tabs haha

Where are you????? It’s been pretty chilly here lately. Good ol’ Texas wishy-washy weather for ya! Also you should totally join the FAHC chat sometime! It’s pretty active tbh between people throwing out random headcanons and fic ideas and just general chatting :3 I love it!!

I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to respond to you. It’s been like a week or seven but I’ve been trying to focus on getting into this coding bootcamp course so I can get the heck out of my current living situation and into something infinitely more preferable. I’ve gotten into the course and now I’m just focusing on finishing the mandatory prework they require every student to finish before the first day of classes ;n; wish me luck ahhhhhhh

“Dumb Things to Say in a Street Fight” sounds like an amazing compilation, are you kidding me omg I would read that so quickly and then go test some of them xD xD sldjfkjlksj jkjk ofc “YOUR EYES SAY BEDROOM BUT YOUR KNIFE SAYS ER” has killed me. I laugh every time I see that in my inbox. thank you omgomg ahhaahahahahahahahahaha (”you hit like my dad” has me like 💀💀)

Salem sounds like a lovely bastard boy. He sounds adorable and if you don’t DM me pictures of Salem soon I might cry 😭😢😂

Lady is doing much better and is back to her usual prickly self. She still doesn’t like me, and unfortunately she has now equated me approaching her for pets or holds to “oh god the bad things are about to happen” so she runs away from me a lot now :( she still cuddles with my dad, though, the little assholes!! (both her and my dad are the assholes in this case btw)

Creative Writing FTW!! Hell yeah! Japanese language will be hella fun, too. I’ve always wanted to learn an Asian language. So far I’m stuck in North American languages for the most part since my goal is to use these languages and I hardly ever encounter Japanese people in my small section of Texas haha

Astrophysics sounds amazing though btw wow wow that would’ve been hella hard but super rad and interesting to learn. Creative writing is much more down my own alley--I hope you like your classes! When do they start? Have they already? You said “February” but idk when in February so

 AHHH I FORGOT THAT I TRIED TO EXPLAIN MY SEVEN SHARDS SERIES TO YOU AHHHH SLSLDJFLJSLKDJFLSFKJSLKDJ; IT WAS PROBABLY SO DISJOINTED AND I’M SO SORRY HAHAHA but i’m glad you like the concept!!

How have you been?

[kenazraventooth]

Oops... guess who has played n loved smile for me...? Yuup!

So i put my sona as flower kid! But I do have an idea for the being a habitician.. and ill be posting the as being at the habitat

Warning spoilers ahead! Im on mobil so the whole "keep reading" doesnt show up on the app. Which is dumb.

Kenaz (yay blatant self insert) 1st shows up after Trencil's 1st quest after the flowers are but in and can be seen sitting by him just a bit beyond the dusk flower. Kenaz just like the silent compainionship and flowers.

When talked to they are happy that flower kid has put the flowers in the courtyard, it makes it look nicer. Then asks if you can keep an eye out for something.

If no: "O-oh ok... I didn't mean to be a burden."

If yes: The player would be asked if they find an inhaler that it is theirs. They have looked everywhere for it and are getting nervous about not being able to breath if the PSA's get any spookier.

Player will then get asked "Youre probably woundering why I dont get a spare huh?"

If no: "Oh cool! It's a bit embrassing to explain anyhow."

If yes: "I only need it if I have to do a lot of running or if I get very scared... Luckly I dont have to run form much in here.. haha." Suggesting that they are running more form emtional issues rather then actual threats in the outside world

Fun fact about me: I thought the asthma kid having an attack when being very scared was just a joke rather then an actual thing until I meet my coworker who semi accidently scared me into an attack one day! (He ment to scare the hell out of me yes. He did not mean to give me an asthma attack tho.)

The inhaler is found between the two carla's stands in Ronbo's carnival. Its easy to find and pick up.

Kenaz is over joyed when you give back their inhaler, but when asked where you found it and motioning to the carnival Kenaz gets a bit sheepish and mentions that they must of dropped it when they got spooked by the game attendent carla while checking out the foritune teller stand. (And yes that carla always spooks me because I will forget they are there. Be looking for something only to be scared when they flail their arms >((( )

After giving back the inhaler Kenaz will give you a sunflower seed that has a blushing smile on it as a thank you. [Note this will not bring Kenaz to full joy]

Planting the sunflower seed will show a cute happy sunflower.

Bringing back the Sunflower will bring them to full joy as you actually took the time to grow it and give it to them... they will give you another seed incase you find joy in seeing the flower when you go to bed and wake up... just dont tell Dr. Habit that they are doing something to help cheer fokes up aswell. This is to suggest that, like flower kid, Kenaz likes to bring joy to the people around them but after Dr. Habit's passive agressive to out right mean comments they are to scared to do so.

If you thought it was the end... hehe your worng ;)

If (or should I say when) you punch Kenaz for Tim tams quest they will give you a stunded look and if they were full joy before the blue sparks will vanish. They will give "...." as the dailogue for the rest of that day. They next they will vanish.

Kenaz will appere in the lougue the next table over form tiff back in the simlar position when 1st meet and with a drink. Talking to them "Wh..what do you want?! Havnt you hurt me enough?! I thought you were my friend!"

If no: Kenaz's unicorn horn will light up with magic while Kenaz looks hateful "Magic can do a lot of things... but I dont think you want to find out what it will do to you." If you talk to them again you will be teleported in the acid pool in the boiler room. If you go back to try to talk to them again you will get "No! I dont want to talk to you again!" And you will be sent to the boiler room again. You wont beable to talk to kenaz again til the next day.

If yes: Kenaz will go silent for a moment and ask if your here to apologize.

If no: Kenaz will simply ask you to leave then.

If yes: Kenaz will ask why you punched them. When showed Tim Tam's photo Kenaz will say "Oh. I see. You really out to cheer everyone up huh... I never did understand why hurting others in any way makes people happy." There will be a silence and the blue sparks will come back "Thank you... I'll be down here for a bit, but I promise it wont be for to long.... I rather not be like the ["two" if Parsley is down there. "Her" if its just jerafina]

Kenaz will be back in the loungue again the next day. Happy as before.

Kenaz will actually appere after your conforntation with Dr. Habit.

Bad ending: Kenaz will be by the gates looking towards martha. They stop you for a moment giving you that sollum face just like Dr Habit had "He didnt deserve that." Its all that kenaz will say.

Good ending: Kenaz will be with Kamal. "He cant be to far gone! I cant... I wont believe it! Please... help me just make one more creature happy..." this is clearly driected at kamal. (I just thought it would of been nice for him to be hesitating weather or not he could... try again with dr. habit. Leaving it vague for a friendship or a relationship and having flower kid giving that things can be worked out and bounds can be mended but you wont know unless you tried)

Fun facts!

When using the microphone on Trencil so Trevor can hear the vampire admission Kenaz's sprite will switch to a silent laughing pose for a bit. If spoken to "Poor Trencil... Dont worry ill make sure he wont get swamped by tge soon adoring fans."

Kenaz's sprite will switch to a spook pose when ever Marv apperes form his pond... keep making Marv appere will make Kenaz move over by Dallas for a day. When spoken to kenaz mentions they cant take being spooked for a bit and thought they dont care for the "photo girl"s babbling they dont mind painting stuff with dallas for the day.

Kenaz's collage image is a bush (and yes i mean bush) of static with sunflowers on it.

Photos!

Dallas: "Nice guy! He's fun to doodle with form time to time"

Jerafina: "I would like her more if she drank less."

Kamal: "I think hes as sweet ask his cramal teeth!<3"

Lulia: "I cant stand her. So self centered."

Millie, Tim Tam, Putunia: "Brat *hiss*"

????????: "I.... Uh... I....oh! You shouldnt just uh... going around showing people this... the photo girl wouldnt like it.."

Nat: "I wish she would come down and hang out with her father and I more... She seems nice"

Randy: "I hope he was able to get a new jar of pickles. I beat his last one open on him but Dr.Habit made him shower and change cloths.... What? I wasnt sure how else to open it and cover him with pickle juice!" (And yes I didn't know there was another way while playing the game until I looked on the wiki... sorry Randy :( )

Tiff: "...................I miss her lovly voice and she has such a lovly face... I could... I... Wh-Wha-What?! St-Stop loo-looking at me li-lik-like that!"

Trencil: "The most chill floating cape you will ever see :)"

Trevor: "For a kid that says hes a werewolf he doesnt smell much of a dog *chuckles*"

Paintings:

Super hero: "Hm... I always wounder if they are really the good guys..."

Werewolf: HISSSSSSSS

Floral: "Thats lovly... but not my kind of flowers. Fits you wounderfully tho!"

Habits 1st dairy page: Kenaz will look stunned and then sad (wont loose blue sparks) "I thought I had gotten rid of this... I wasnt sure if Dr. Habit would really want people to know this when I found it. Listen flower kid. I dont think hes as scary when hes in his right mind... But its clear that hes not there right now. If you have to fight him... please only use as much as nessary. Kindness goes far more then violence ever will... by the way... have you seen the art gallery? Makes you wounder why some people are ever allowed to have parents huh." Kenaz will continue to look sad if you talk to them again they will go on "Nothing messes with kids more then psyical or metal abuse... huh flower kid?" This isnt a nood or shake question just something to ponder on.

Ah... I didnt mean for this to be so long but i simply love this game and love dr. habit. I wasnt sure what to make of him until i actually meet him in game. I think him with a little smile and his hair tied up is just so adorable and my heart goes out to him, and any other adult thats had neglectful and abusive parents. Making friends is hard espically when no one ever shows you how to make ones who are truly... dear true friends.

[survivingthejungle]

foreigner’s god

so i’ve been hyped about this story for a while now. i’m considering posting my character list (complete with pictures!) and if i do it’ll be separate, probably right after i post this. ive also got a long ass playlist that i listen to when i write this specific story so if that’s something you guys are interested in let me know! 

anyways here we go im so excited to finally share this with you <3

(quick proninciation note, bc this story contains a lot of gaelige:)

eoghan = owen

niamh = neeve

labhraín = loren

liusaidh = lucy

Inis = (inish) old gaelic for ireland

At the crack of dawn, four young girls wake themselves up and sneak out of their room, through twisting, winding corridors, and out to the stables to ride off to the forest for a morning adventure. The two twins, Brigid and Niamh— Brigid was the eldest of the two, and would never let the other forget it— had bright blonde hair that shone as yellow as the midday sun. Their skin was soft and white due to the lack of sun in their homeland, and they had nearly identical pairs of light blue eyes. Brigid’s nose was more pronounced, her mouth a bit narrower, and her eyebrows a shade or two lighter than Niamh’s; they were not identical to those who knew them, but many people often could not tell them apart. The other two with them were Labhraín and Liusaidh, the youngest children in the mac Neíll family. Labhraín, unlike her sisters, had curly brown hair instead of her sisters’ pin-straight locks. Her nose was similar to Niamh’s as it was small and undefined- Morrigan always called it 'soft'-, and she had a wide mouth that presented the sweetest dimples when she smiled. Liusaidh was the youngest and, apart from her brother, looked the least similar to the rest of her siblings. She had long, straight, dark brown hair and dark brows to match.  She had brown eyes that looked like honey in the rare sunlight of Inis, and her nose was bigger than all of her other sisters’; though It was perfectly rounded. She had the fullest lips compared to any of them, and was almost always smiling and displaying her pearl-white teeth. She had a small chin and round face, but they were proportionate to her features. The two mac Neíll children who had not accompanied their sisters were Eoghan and Caridwen. Eoghan, the eldest of the six children, was also the only boy in the family. This made him the sole heir to the High King of Tara, Aéd— their father. Eoghan had dark brown curly hair all atop his head that matched his eyes and eyebrows. His brows were thick and always appeared to be well-groomed. His eyes were big and dark, and often carried bags underneath them. Eoghan was no stranger to sleepless nights as the future ruler of a large kingdom. He had a wide mouth like Liusaidh, Niamh, and Labhraín, but his own lips were not as full as theirs. He did, however, share the same dimples that Labhraín had. His chin was larger than theirs but segued well into the rest of his face, which was home to prominent cheekbones and a strong jaw. The sun had not yet peaked over the horizon when the four girls left, but was already beginning to light up their world. The fog in the open meadows and fields was highlighted by the sun’s rays and the morning dewdrops on the grass lightly stuck to the hem of their dresses. The group of horses and the girls that accompanied them were headed to the forest at the edge of the cliff, where they often spent their mornings watching the sun rise and climbing the trees until they were expected to begin their daily lives inside of the castle. Liusaidh was the first to begin climbing, which was not at all unusual to them. Though she was the youngest of the family, she was the fastest and often won their lighthearted races. She had made it nearly as high as she could go by the time the rest of her sisters had gotten halfway. Looking out at the terrain all around her, she was shocked when she saw what looked like a boat all the way at the end of a horizon. "Labhraín! Look, look!" she yelled down, as Labhraín was the nearest to the top. "What, Liusaidh?" She called back, now even more eager to reach the top. "Can you see something?" "It's a boat! Look! A boat! I think it's Vikings!" Liusaidh responded anxiously. She'd never met, or even seen, a Viking before; but she had heard plenty of stories about them from her brother, Eoghan. He used to tell his sisters stories before bedtime, and the girls' favorite kinds were scary stories about the big, bad Vikings who lived far away in Norway. Eoghan had never met a Viking, either, but he knew that everyone was scared of them; it made for easier storytelling. Brigid exclaimed her disbelief that Liusaidh had, in fact, seen a Viking boat. "Catch yourself on! There are no Vikings in Inis, especially not this close to Tara; don't be silly, Liusaidh!" Brigid loved her brother's Viking tales as much as the rest, but she always firmly believed that there was no reason to fear ever meeting one face-to-face. 'Father would never let the Vikings get close to us. He'd send out hundreds and hundreds of fleets before they could reach the shore,' she'd tell her sisters when they got scared. "Where is it, Liusaidh?" Labhraín asked once she'd reached her sister. Liusaidh was squinting her eyes and caning her neck out. Labhraín looked in the same direction and couldn't see anything; she told her sister as much. "It was there! I swear I saw it." She sighed, dejected. "Told you there were no Vikings, Lius." Brigid and Niamh finally reached their younger sisters, slightly panting from the climb. "Stop telling stories." Liusaidh  was upset at that. "I am not, Brigid! I saw it, I really did!" "I believe you, Lius," Labhraín admitted. "Sometimes I have dreams of Viking boats all on the coast, and that we don't have enough soldiers to send them off, and they conquer the whole island." "But that’s just a dream, Labhraín," Niamh noted. The four of them found comfortable branches to sit down on as they let their legs swing underneath them. "Dreams aren't real." "Not so! Morrigan said that dreams are the doorway to the faeries' land, and that they always give us  prophecies-" "Morrigan's a pagan, Labhraín. You can't believe what she says." Liusaidh and Labhraín shared a look with one another at this statement. Morrigan had been the nanny to all the mac Neíll children, even Eoghan. She was one of the few remaining pagan Celts in Tara, and though the girls were all Celtic Christians, she was beloved by all of them. Lius and Labhr were especially fond of her, because she always told them stories about the faeries, and the Tuatha Dé Danann, and the Celtic pantheon. While the two youngest girls were, of course, devout to the Christian God, they also believed deeply in the fair folk. It was why the youngest mac Neíll girls were always so apt to go to the forest; they loved to search for the magical beings. "Let them pretend, Niamh," Brigid chastised her twin. "They're only wains. Didn't you ever believe in the fair folk?" "Niamh is such a bore, she never believes in the fun things!" Liusaidh laughed. "She'll probably become an Abbess and never get married." The sister in question rolled her eyes at this, but the other three all had a good laugh. "You're all so horrible," Niamh grumbled. "I'm going back to the castle before I get in trouble, like the rest of you lot surely will." She swung her legs over the side of a branch and swiftly dropped from branch to branch until she had reached the forest floor and could reach her horse to return home. She was off before the rest of them could say a word. "Lius, Labhraín; we must go apologize to her. We have been particularly wretched this morning," Brigid conceded. Her younger sisters solemnly agreed and soon enough the three of them had also swung down to the forest floor, ready to take off on their horses and head back to the castle for family breakfast. - "You wee wains are going to make your mother sick with worry if she sees you like this!" Morrigan exclaimed, upon seeing the twins and the youngest girls. They'd returned home as absolute wrecks- feet covered in dirt and grass, the bottoms of their dresses covered in grass stains, scrapes from the branches on their arms and legs, and pine needles and small leaves stuck in their wild and unkempt hair. "I'd best lock you all up each night so you can't get to your stables before sunrise. Wee devils, so you are," she muttered, grabbing a handful of maids to help her fix the young princesses up properly. They'd been promptly ushered back to their room upon their return, and scolded by Morrigan (as was a part of their usual morning tradition). "Or maybe I'll send you lot off to the Wasteland and leave you there!" she considered, while picking through the girls' hair to rid them of the pine needles and leaves. She then instructed the maids to brush their hair out smooth while she retrieved their day clothes. "No! Morrigan, we are so terribly sorry. We didn't mean to get this messy." Liusaidh was desperately trying to save her and her sisters hides in the face of such a dangerous threat. Morrigan hummed in amusement. "Is that so?" "Really, Morrigan, honest," Labhraín swore. "We'll be more careful next time. We're sorry." "So are we; We really didn't realize it," the twins added. Soon enough, the girls were decently cleaned up and properly dressed, and they were all sent down to breakfast with their parents, eldest sister, Caridwen, and eldest brother, Eoghan. "Ah; good morning, my girls!" King Aéd greeted them cheerfully. "Eat your breakfast, we have something to tell you all afterwards." "Good morning, father." They each greeted him with a kiss on the cheek; then their mother. "And where have you little sprites been all morning?" Caridwen asked, winking at them. She knew, of course; she was the one who'd began the tradition of tree-climbing in the morning, back when the twins were little. Eoghan had sometimes joined them, when he was seven and Caridwen was six; before he had to begin constantly preparing to become High King of all Tara, and therefore all Inis. "I'm certainly positive they weren't climbing in the forest," their mother, Queen Danu, mused, staring down each of them before returning her attention to their breakfast. "Now don't you girls be late to your music lessons today. Your father and I haven't heard you play in so long!" "We won't be late, mother; We can't wait to play for you," Liusaidh grinned at her. Her mother smiled back. The rest of breakfast was eaten in relative silence as the six children of the mac Neíll family pondered over what news their father might have for them. The longer the silence continued, the more anxious they became. Breakfast was over soon enough and King Aéd decided to deliver the news to them while they were all still gathered. "Wains… I've-- Well, I've arranged for Caridwen to marry. A Saxon prince, so he is! Right good lad." The children were dumbfounded. Their eldest sister, their voice of reason, their anchor… was being married off across the sea? Caridwen remained silent and did not show any sign of reaction; she kept her mouth shut and stared straight ahead at the cleared feast table. Her siblings, however, were not inclined to be so passive. "Father," Eoghan began, "She's only fifteen--" "And I've been in contact with the Saxon king; his youngest wain, Alfred, is also fifteen. They won't be wed immediately, lad! We've decided to arrange the official marriage in three years’ time. As for now, they'll only be courting one another." Caridwen, Eoghan, and all of their sisters breathed a unified sigh of relief. At least she would get a chance to know the boy before they had to marry, and at least he was her age! She knew that as the eldest daughter of a royal family, that was not always guaranteed. "What about before she gets married, then?" Labhraín asked. "May she stay here in Tara, with us? Sure I don't want her to be gone forever!" "Of course your sister won't be leaving, Labhraín!" their mother responded. "She won't be living with the wee prince until their wedding. She will stay home with us until it is time for her to leave." "When will I meet my betrothed?" Caridwen finally asked, eyes still focused on the table. Her parents noticed her cold demeanor but decided to let her come to terms on her own accord. "We'll set sail for East Anglia tomorrow, Caridwen." "May my sisters accompany me?" She knew Eoghan had no chance of going, since he was expected to watch over Tara in his father's stead. "Labhraín and Liusaidh may," Aéd agreed. "The twins will stay to keep your mother and brother company." Brigid and Niamh weren't happy that they couldn't partake in the voyage, but accepted it anyways. Lius and Labhraín, however, were deeply grateful that they could be with Caridwen when she met her husband-to-be. They loved their big sister dearly and cherished all the time spent together before Caridwen inevitably would be sent off to marry as a political alliance. The Queen decided to end the conversation there. "Wains, please; don't wear such sad faces! Your sister is doing a great act for the future of Inis; and she sure may come to love the Prince! But for now, how about we all do our duties for the day and focus on the rest later. Hm?" — The next day the four mac Neílls set sail to Wessex; in another two days they'd arrived at Caridwen's future home. The family was met by two representatives from the House of Cerdic: Judith, the Princess of Wessex, and her son Alfred, the prince, and Caridwen's betrothed. The meeting, for the both of them, was awkward and uncomfortable. She was very thankful that they were the same age, because she knew that he must have been just as anxious and unexcited as she was. The queen welcomed them all to her kingdom and guided the mac Neílls back to the castle, where they were shown their living quarters for the time being. Judith, after a brief conversation with Aéd, instructed for Alfred to give Caridwen a tour of their home, accompanied by Liusaidh and Labhraín. Their parents, in the meantime, were to discuss the more 'political' matters that would be a part of their marriage arrangement. Once the four children were out of earshot of their parents, they finally felt comfortable to speak freely with each other. "You… You're not excited about this, are you?" Alfred asked Caridwen, not able to look her in the eye as he said so. She looked at him wide-eyed as she disputed the statement without missing a beat. "Oh, no; of course I am! I'm so sorry for being so aloof with you," she admitted, "It's very difficult to speak freely among our parents." Alfred breathed a sigh of relief. At least she doesn't hate me, he thought. "Yes, I agree. I'm glad to know that you don't despise me." He smiled softly at her. "I'd never! That wouldn't be very convenient for either of us, now would it?" she responded teasingly. "I suppose not. And these are your sisters?" He gestured to Liusaidh and Labhraín, who were walking behind them. "Yes," she smiled, "The wee babies of the family. That's Labhraín, and that's Liusaidh." They smiled warmly at him, and he was glad that his betrothed's family was not behaving coldly towards him. "Where are the other two?" "The twins are at home with our mother and brother. I'm sure you'll get to meet them soon enough." "You have a large family," Alfred noted. "Yes," Caridwen agreed. "And I love them all so dearly." Her smile now was bittersweet. "I'm very sorry that you must leave them. I hope you know that when we are married, you ought to feel free to visit them whenever you want. They can even come to Wessex, if that would be better," he offered. Caridwen took his hand and thanked him heartfully. Liusaidh decided to interrupt the conversation she'd been listening in on. "Sure you’ll swear it? We can come whenever we want?" Alfred took her hands in his own. "I swear it, Liusaidh. I'd never try to keep your sister away from you." She grinned widely and embraced him; at which point he was unable to hide his initial shock. Caridwen and Labhraín couldn't hold in a laugh at this, and soon enough they were all in a much better mood than when they had all met at the docks. The young royals' happiness wasn't to last for much longer. The announcement of unexpected visitors at the castle entrance was enough to dampen the joy. Judith and Aéd were quick to find their respective children. "Children, all of you; to your rooms.. We have… unexpected guests. From Norway." Liusaidh glanced, wide eyed, at Caridwen and Labhraín, who wore a similar look of concern on their faces. She leaned over to Labhraín and whispered quietly, "I told you I saw a wee Viking ship." — It had been days since the arrival of the Northmen, and soon enough the children had found out that there were only two of them; the King of the Northmen, Ragnar, and his son, Ivar. It had been whispered through the hallways that his son was a cripple, and that is why he was not being treated as harshly as his father. On the third day, after the King had invited Ivar to dine with him and his father, he was brought back to the solar with the other royal children currently  in Wessex. Caridwen and Alfred were in the midst of a game of chess, while Liusaidh and Labhraín were watching them and making comments to one another about each players choices. It was just beginning to irritate Caridwen when Prince Ivar was thrown in with them. "Prince Alfred, Princesses," a guard stated, "The King's ordered that the Northman's son be kept with the other children." "Yes, I understand," Alfred responded, dismissing them and approaching Ivar. "Do you speak our language?" he asked the teenager, speaking with more enunciation than most usually would. "I speak enough of it." His quick response was almost shocking to the three young girls. "You are the Prince?" Before Alfred could respond, Labhraín butted in with a question of her own. "How do you know English?" He looked to her with a blank expression, but through it Liusaidh could sense bitterness. "I learned it in Kattegat." "Is that your wee kingdom?" Liusaidh wondered. "Yes. It is in Norway. I would like to return, but I can not leave without my father." He glared at Alfred. "Your grandfather is keeping him locked in a tiny cage; like an animal." Alfred looked troubled. "I'm sorry, Ivar; there's nothing I can do. I have no power over the king. All I can do is assure that you will be treated well by all of us," he gestured to the three girls behind him. Ivar looked past him again at the three girls. "And who are you? I knew of a prince, but no princesses." "We are from the country of Inis, the kingdom of Tara. I am Caridwen. These are my sisters, Labhraín and Liusaidh. Prince Alfred and I are arranged to be married as an alliance between our two nations." "How diplomatic of you," he rolled his eyes. Dragging himself over to the table where all the royal children had just been sitting, Liusaidh took particular note of the way he resembled a snake. "What happened to your wee legs?" she wondered. Labhraín slapped her arm and Caridwen gave her a sharp look. Ivar was less offended than her sisters had been. "I was born with weak bones. But do not be fooled," he warned, leaning closer to her than she would have liked, "I could still kill you in the blink of an eye." Her eyes went wide and she turned her head to focus her attention on her lap, refraining from any more questions. "You are playing chess?" he asked Caridwen and Alfred. They nodded. "Let me play next." "Of course," Alfred told him. While Caridwen and Alfred finished their game of chess, Liusaidh was struck with the uncomfortable sensation of being stared at. She looked up from her lap and was met with the sight of Ivar looking directly at her from across the table, as if he were peering into her head. She averted her gaze swiftly but the sensation did not fade; he was still staring at her. In fact, he had been staring at her ever since he'd vaguely threatening her life. She felt a chill run down her spine and goosebumps creeped onto her arms. Caridwen lost— by a small margin, her sisters declared— and Ivar took her seat across from Alfred. He was quiet and calculating during the game, not breaking his focus as he moved pieces across the board into Alfred territory. Liusaidh was grateful for his lack of focus on her while he played against her future brother-in-law, but every once in a while, when she wasn't looking at him, he would steal glances at her. She is pretty, Ivar mused. Very timid, like a cornered cat. I wonder what it would take to make her strike. Moments later, Ivar won the match, and a nursemaid entered the solar to inform them all that it was time to eat with Alfred's and the princesses families. All the young royals stood up— save for Ivar— and made their way to the Great Hall for their meal. Liusaidh was the second to last to leave the room, trailing after Labhraín, when her arm was roughly grabbed by a gloved hand. She looked down to her left to see Ivar still seated, his grip on her not wavering. Her breath hitched in her throat. "I could kill you," he reminded her, referring to their previous interaction, "But what a waste that would be." He pulled her arm down and she was brought down with it. His free hand reached her face and he brushed some stray hairs back, letting his gloved palm rest on her cheek, his fingertips residing on her temple. His thumb moved across her cheek and she felt unable to breathe. Ivar did not break eye contact with her, but unlike with the rest of the royal children, he was not glaring at her. It was more of a gaze than anything else she could describe. She was finally able to find her voice as she meekly pleaded, "Please let me go." His momentary trance was broken and he released his grip. "Your sisters will be waiting," he noted, "You'd better hurry along." She wasted no time in obeying, swiftly exiting the room and moving down the hallway to follow behind her sisters and Alfred. When Ivar arrived in the Great Hall to join them, pulling himself forward on the ground, he seated himself directly across from where Liusaidh sat. She made a point to look anywhere but in front of her. Judith, sitting at the right hand of her husband, broke the silence after they had all eaten their fill. "Girls," she began, smiling at the princesses, "Your father tells me you are gifted musicians." "Father flatters us," Caridwen smiled, looking from Judith to Aéd. "Well. I would love to hear you all play something for us. Wouldn't you?" The sisters agreed and moved to the side of the room with an assortment of instruments ready to be played. 'What would you like us to sing for you?" Labhraín asked. "Something from your home. A traditional song from Inis, if you would; we had best begin to learn the culture of our allies," she smiled at them, then at King Aéd. He returned the look and turned his attention to his daughters. "The wains do have lovely voices. None better in the whole kingdom, so it is; and I'm not just speaking as their father," he stated. "Go on wains; sing us a wee song." "Very well, all of you. We'll sing something." Each sister sat down in the chairs set up amongst the instruments and picked one— a fidil, a cláirseach, and a buinne were chosen by the three. "What do you think we should sing, Caridwen?" Labhraín asked. She pondered for a moment. "Let's do Fáinne Geal an Lae," she suggested. It was one that the siblings had only learned recently, and it was fresh in their minds. It was a simple, slow, melancholic song; but the only ones who'd truly know that were them and their father. Softly, they began. "Maidin moch do ghablas amach ar bruach Locha Léin; An Samhradh 'teacht 's an chraobh len' is ionrach te ón ngréin. Ar thaisteal dom trí bhailte poirt is bánta míne réidhe, cé a gheobhainn me m'ais ach an chúileann deas le fáinne geal an lae?" One morning early I went out on the shore of Lough Leinn. The leafy trees of summertime and the warm rays of the sun; as I wandered through the townlands and the luscious grassy plains, who should I meet but a beautiful maid at the dawning of the day? "Ní raibh bróg ná stoca, caidhp ná clóc ar mo stóirín óg ón speir. Ach folt fionn órga síos go troigh ag fás go barr an fhéir. Bhí calán crúite aici ina glaic; 's ar dhrúcht la dheas a scéimh. Do rug barr gean ar Bhéineas deas la fáinne geal an lae." Not a shoe, nor sock, nor cape, nor cloak had the maiden from the sky. Her golden hair in tresses hung and touched the grass up high. In her hand she held a milking pail; in the dew, she looked so far. Her beauty excelled even Helen of Troy at the dawning of the day. "Do shuigh an bhrídoeg síos le m'ais ar bhinse glas den fhéar, as magabh léi, bhíos dá maíomh go pras mar mhnaoi nach scarfainn léi. 'S é dúirt sí liomsa, 'Imigh uaim is scaoil ar siúil mé a réic. Sin iad aneas na soils,e as teacht le fáinne geal an lae.'" The young maiden sat by my side on a green grassy bench; joking her and claiming that I'd never part with her. She turned and said, 'Please go away, you are not wide awake. Here come the lights, I must be gone with the dawning of the day.’ The three princesses lowered their instruments and were met with lively applause from their small audience. Liusaidh, daring to look Ivar's way, even saw him slowing clapping for her. For me, she chastised herself, That's a silly thought. Even so, I'm surprised he's even clapping at all. "What lovely voices you girls have. And so talented with the instruments, as well!" Judith praised them. "Your mother and father must be very grateful to have such lovely singers amongst them." Caridwen accepted the compliments on behalf of her sisters gracefully. "Thank you very much, Princess Judith. If you would like, we could sing something in English as well?" Judith accepted the offer and Caridwen traded the cláirseach for a timpán. "This love it is a distant star, guiding us home wherever we are. This love it is a burning sun, shining light on the things that we've done. I try to speak to you every day, but each word we spoke the wind blew away. Could these walls come crumbling down? I want to feel my feet on the ground. And deep behind this prison we share, step into the open air. How did we let it come to this? What we just tasted we somehow still miss. How will it feel when this day is done? And can we keep what we've only begun? And now these walls come crumbling down, and I can feel my feet on the ground. Can we carry this love that we share into the open air? Into the open air, to the open air. This love it is a burning sun…" Once again the girls were met with quiet applause. "Oh, dear Caridwen, I do hope you'll play for us when you come to live in Wessex with us." "Gladly, Princess Judith. It would be an honor." "I'm so happy to hear that." Judith addressed her husband and King Aéd. "Aethelwulf, King Aéd, I believe it's time for us to discuss more matters on the topic of our alliance. Children, would you all return to the solar?" The young royals all obeyed, and were soon enough back to the room they'd previously been lounging in. Ivar's gaze never left Liusaidh, even when she caught him staring at her again. 'Does he feel no shame?' she wondered, 'Staring at a girl like that… I suppose that's what Northmen do. Oh, I can't wait to go home and never have to see another Viking again.'

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noona

Smut Week: Day 5 | Jeon Jungkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

W/C: 2500

Being older than half of your friends didnt bother you too much. There was something about being an older sister to Tae Jimin and Jungkook that just made you smile. It made your heart happy. Though all of the boys would come to you speaking advice, the younger ones especially did, you seemed to always be locked away with one of them while they told you your deepest darkest worries.

So when Tae and Jimin approached you to talk to you alone you didnt thing twice about it before standing up, adjusting your jeans and following them to their room.

'So we have something to tell you.' Jimin said with a sly smirk. 'Its about one of the boys.'

'You're not going to get beat up for telling me will you?' You joked pulling a pillow on your lap.

'You can't tell him we told you.' Taehyung said.

'Okay, so tell me what?'

'Its about Jungkook.' You chuckled.

'He's going to actually kill you then if your telling his secrets.'

'Well we will keep it venue. Its cause were worried about him.' Taehyung said biting at his lip. You rose an eyebrow and waited for him to continue.

'He likes someone.' Jimin started. 'Someone who's a lot older than him.'

'Well not a lot older, but older enough.' Tae added.

'Okay, and your worried about this why?' You asked folding your arms.

'Cause were all friends with her too and we don't want his crush to ruin anything.'

'Well if she's older don't you think shed be mature enough to get over it and not make things weird?' You asked.

'Its more that we all know so we all see how desperate he is trying to flirt with her and how bad he is at it. Its just making us all uncomfortable.' Taehyung said looking to Jimin.

'Were just worried, we all are. We don't want to lose her as a friend you know?' You nodded understanding what Jimin was saying.

'It doesn't help that she's completely oblivious so it makes him try even harder.'

'And he's so wrapped up in this crush that he's even starting to discard his responsibilities to the group just to spend extra time with her.' Thats what set you off.

'He what?' You said sternly, your eyebrows pressing together.

'Yeah. He was supposed to help Hoseok the other day with choreo and he blew him off to spend time with her.

'Thats not okay.' You said shaking your head. 'So what do we do?'

'We were hoping you would know what to do.'

'Well... do you want me to talk to hi-'

'No. if he knew you knew he'd kill all of us.' Jimin cut you off.

'But maybe I can talk to some sense into him...'

The next night the boys all filed into your apartment for dinner, you had been cooking almost all day as a congratulations your starting your tour soon, ill miss you dinner. The older boys took over the living room, all fighting over who got the cooler looking remote control for the gameing device you had bought just for when they came over. The younger boys helped you in the kitchen, well they stood around while you finished cooking after raiding the fridge for beer.

You noticed at dinner how awkward everyone but Jungkook was being. They all would look at him and then look at each other and you saw what they meant. Jung kook was acting weird. You tried to help the situation, calling peoples names to talk about different things while trying to tell jokes that only a few of them would laugh at. Eventually you gave up, they were all to focused on Jungkook. You stood starting to take their plates to take them into the kitchen, smiling sadly at Tae as you did so.

You saw him roll his eyes when Jungkook immediately stood to help you so as you lead the way to the kitchen you decided to talk to him.

'Hey, Kook can I talk to you for a second?' You asked as he brought int he last few plates, the rest of the boys now moving back to lounge all over your couch.

'Yeah whats up?' He smiled coming to stand right next to you, drying the dishes as you washed them.

'So its come to my attention that you have a crush.' You said, getting straight to the point.

'Oh.. Look Y/n,'

'Kookie no girl is worth you turning down your bets responsibilities for. I don't care how much you like her. And if this girl liked you back she wouldn't want you to do that. Those boys in there need you.'

'Does this girl like me?' He asked softly, convincing himself that you had just confessed to him.

'Well how am i supposed to know that, I didnt even know you liked someone till I was told. Look, Kookie,' You said as his face became confused. 'Just talk to her. Wether its to tell her you like her or to tell her you need to focus on bts. But what ever you do just remember bts needs to be the most important thing in your life.'

He nodded and bit his lip, putting the dried plate where it belongs.

'Y/n, I uh.. I really like you.' He said turning to face you.

The dish slipped slightly from your hand and a 'everything okay in there?' from Namjoon came from the living room. You looked back at Jungkook who looked at your terrified, your heart beating extremely fast. You looked away as everything flooded back to you. Last week you hadn't felt well and texted the group chat asking one of them to bring you cough drops and sprite. Jungkook of course came to your rescue, but that must of been when Hoseok had been blown off by him. Your eyes met his again and something in your heart lurched, but you were angry. How could that happen? You treated him like a little brother. You dried your hands and walked away from him and out into the living room, tossing the damp towel to the side as you did so.

'I think its time for everyone to go home.' You said clapping your hands. Your eyes met Jimin's and you glared, how could he not warn you? How couldn't any of them warn you?

'Is everything okay?' Yoongi said sitting up slightly.

'Im.. I just need to go to bed. Im not feeling well.' You said running your hands through your hair.

With out any questions they all got up and softly thanked you for dinner, all giving you a soft side hug and an occasional cheek kiss. Jimin had texted you privately asking what happened but you chose to ignore it, and Jungkook as he looked at you once more before you closed the door.

Your head spun, there was no way Jungkook liked you. There was no way.  You had convinced yourself that he just was messing with you, that it was some prank but as he texted you, and then texted you four more times you knew that it wasn't a joke.

noona please.

are you okay?

please talk to me.

y/n...

You continued to ignore them all the next day. You were equally as mad that someone didnt warn you as you were that this was happening. Jimin threatened to come over to force you to talk you finally responded and told him you just wanted to be left alone, which eventually he did.

It was late and you were starting to feel bad for kicking the boys out and ignoring them all day. You could tell they were worried. Your doorbell rang and you yawned, throwing the blanket that had a big picture of Hoseok's smile on it onto the floor, gag gifts from the boys. Your eyes stuck to the tv as you made your way to the door, opening it before you even looked to see who it was. When you turned to see Jungkook there with your favorite flowers you had half the mind to close the door on him, but you stepped aside and let him in.

'Im so sorry that I made you mad.' He said handing you the flowers.

'You just caught me off guard thats all. I hate being the last person to know things.' You said giving him half a smile. For the first time you realized just how handsome he really was.

'I just.. I thought we could talk about it.' He said, his face was pale and you could tell how scared he was. You let him come in further and laid the flowers on the kitchen counter before joining him on the couch, pulling Hobi's face back up to cover you.

'That is the worst blanket I've ever seen.' He said making you chuckle slightly. 'Im sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I was just doing what you told me to do.' he said.

'I realized that.' You started. 'Its just I-'

'Is it because I'm to young? The others said its cause I'm too young.' You thought for a second and that really wasn't it.

'Its not because of your age,  I just thought you viewed me as a big sister so hearing that you had feelings just caught me off guard.' You bit your lip. You watched as he looked at you, his eyes flicking down to your lips and back to your eyes.

'Do you think you could ever feel the same way?' He asked, now avoiding all eye contact.

'I think...' You stared at him and smiled, your heart warming slightly. 'I think I could.'

He's head snapped up and his cheeks instantly turned red. For the first time he made you nervous. You looked to the tv and then back to him. Reaching forward you took his hand in yours and squeezed it.

'Why don't you stay?' You asked taking the next step. He gave you a big smile and looked down to your hands.

'FIne, but I'm not sitting under this.' He said pulling at the blanket.

You sat there, you hand still in his as the two of you watched tv. It felt like normal, but with a slightly new flare. You couldn't help but bite your lip when you'd see him looking at you from the corner of your eye. You two took turns laughing and commenting at the things that were happening. You had moved to slightly lean against him, one arm wrapping around his while your other hand pulled his into your lap. You could feel his skin heat up under your fingers making you blush slightly.

Now as you talked your faces were closer and neither of you could keep your eyes from flicking down to stare at the others lips. You finally had enough of this. You wanted to kiss him so badly, you wanted to see if there was something there and this was the easliest way to find out. The next time you were both looking at one another you leaned up and pressed a soft kiss on him. As you pulled away and looked back to the tv you  could see his wide smile. He reached out to pull your chin so you were looking at him again.

His face approached your slowly, but the moment your lips met the kiss was intense. All those months of him secretly crushing on you built up was just unleashed as he kissed you with so much passion. You shifted, your hands grabbing to his shirt to pull him forward as you laid against the couch. He followed you willingly, laying on you to kiss you deeper. It didnt take long for you two to begin to pant into the kiss and you couldn't help yourself but to grab onto his hair and start to slowly roll your hips against him. He groaned instantly, loving the way you moved against him.

His hand found your hip and pushed your shirt up just enough so he could rub his thumb against your waist. His dream of finally being able to feel you coming true. He would never tell you, but he dreamed about these kinds things.

With your shirt now pushed you you moved your hands to pull at his. Getting the hint that you wanted it off he helped your pull it off. You ran your hands down his neck and across his shoulders, rubbing firmly. When you finally hooked your arms around his neck you lifted your hips into him further making him groan again.

'Is this okay?' He said breathlessly, his lips brushing yours.

All you did was chuckle and sit up making him remove himself from you. You reached the hem of your shirt and pulled it off before moving yourself to straddle his lap, pulling him into you closer. He chuckled agains your lips as the kiss picked back up again. His hands instantly grabbed your behind and started to move you, groaning as you rolled your hips against his already erect member you rolled like that for a minute, the both of you groaning and squeezing at one another to deepen the kiss.

You squealed when he picked you up slightly and laid you on the couch, laughing into a gasp as his lips left yours and began to kiss down your neck. Finding your sweet spot he smiled, now sucking and nipping at the sensitive skin. You moaned breathlessly and wondered to yourself how his lips could feel this good against your skin. You didnt realize your eyes had closed until the opened to see him pulling your shorts down.

You lifted your body so he could easily pull them off and as you opened your legs for him you were half surprised to see him take charge and kiss up the inside of your thigh until his tongue was liking the length of your core. You gasped at the feeling and instantly your back arched. You fought against the feeling to press your thighs together and sensing this Jungkooks hands moved to hold your legs apart. He ate you quickly, his tongue flicking and rolling against you. Every other flick he'd prod your entrance with his tongue letting his teeth add a slight pressure to your clit.

He had you a moaning clenching mess by the time he was to horny to continue. You panted as he sat up to quickly remove his pants and the moment he was leaning back towards you, you grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him into kiss him once again. You could feel him stroking himself, his hand hitting your core when he reached his tip. His fingers than moved to stroke you a few times before the feeling of him lining himself up with you over came your senses.

You broke the kiss to  tilt your head back as he quickly entered you. He took advantage of your exposed neck, kissing roughly into it as his hands now moved to push your legs up. He pumped into you quickly. So quickly that you clenched the nearest thing you could with one hand as the other gripped harshly into his back. Moaning on top of you he gripped harder to your legs and pushed himself up.

Pounding deeper now he let out short sweet grunts, the sound of his skin slapping against yours making your body tingle. The higher the pleasure rose the louder you'd gasp and the louder you gasped the faster Jungkook would go. His skin started to shine with how hard he was going and his bottom lip would catch between his lip as he watched you squirm under him. Your hands found his and he intertwined your fingers.

The moment you moaned his name and told you were going to cum he lent back over to kiss you quickly, wanting nothing more than to swallow the sound of you moaning under him. Your entire body clenched making him moan as that included your core.

'Ah, fuck.' He breathed, his pumps instantly staggering.

You gripped to him tighter and pushed your chest into his, breaking the kiss as you head tilted back again. You gave a soft squeal as your body released, the feeling of him riding you through your orgasm setting your body on fire. You pulled at his neck, your eyes closing and your lips finding his again to quiet your whimpers. The feeling of him pulling out quickly and cumming against your skin made you moan again.

Without even looking you reached down and took ahold of the blanket and wiped yourself off. The feeling of Jungkook chuckling agains your skin made your eyes open and look at him.

'Poor Hyung.' He said nodding to the blanked where a glistening streak of cum covered Hoseok's cheek.

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92 Questions

Hey there! So there's this ask game going around and I've been tagged by the lovely and amazing @jakesmckenzies , @pb-boeboe , @hartfeld , @zigisbisexual and @lanapowellblog !! 💕✨ (Sometimes I don't get notifications, so if anyone else also tagged me, feel mentioned ^^ ) So here goes! THE LAST 1.Drink: Coca Cola. Nothing better on a hot summer day ^^ 2. Phone call: My mother 3. Text message: A friend, after weird stuff happened at Uni XD 4. Song you listened to: Im currently listening to the radio, so I don't even know which one it was 😅 The last song that played was Fireflies by Owl City. Really! XD 5. Time you cried: Oh...that must have been quite long ago.... I honestly don't remember HAVE YOU 6. Dated someone twice: No :) 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Nope 8. Been cheated on: Not in a romantically way. I've been betrayed by 'friends' though. They stole my stuff can you believe it?? 9. Lost someone special: I don't think I have... or I just don't want to remember. 10. Been depressed: from time to time, yes. 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: No, I don't drink alcohol. LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS 12. Royal blue 13. Dark red , vermillion or any shade of red actually 14. Turquoise! IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU 15. Made new friends: Yes! In real life and also on the internets ;D 16. Fallen out of love: No :) 17. Laughed until you cried: A lot, yes XD 18. Found out someone was taking about you: Kind of :) But it was nothing bad. 19. Met someone who changed you: A lot of people actually, not all in big ways, but still. 20. Found out who your friends are: Hm kind of yes , kind of no. Still don't trust some of them .. 21. Kissed someone from your facebook list: No, I don't even have facebook. GENERAL 22.How many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: None, like I said I don't have facebook. I know one of my tumblr friends, though :) 23. Do you have my pets: Sadly no. I wish I had some, though 24. Do you want to change your name: Oh yes... 25. what did you do for your last Birthday: It was the same procedure as every year: I had a dinner with my imaginary friends. Jk, I ate cake and got presents. (Anyone got the reference, though? :D ) 26. what time did you wake up : Today about 11am , usually around six. :) 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: drawing that parody poster😂 28. Name something you can't wait for: Swimming in the sea, when I finally get to go on vacation! 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: five minutes ago? 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: I wish I could be able to play theatre more, but I don't have any time for it and therefore didn't stand on the stage in two years.. 31. What are you listening to right now: still the radio, but now it's Wishing Girl by.... I didn't understand the artists name 😅 But I really like that song for some reason ^^ 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Hm. No never :) 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: my parents. Sorry but they just want to control my life too much. 34. Most visited Website: Tumblr :) 35. Mole/s : Yes. A few on my left arm, that happen to look exactly like the star constellation Cassiopeia. I have yet to wait for a mysterious old man to show up and tell me that I'm the chosen one in an Ancient prophecy, though. :) (I hope I understood that question right. If it was supposed to mean the animal: I have no pets. No cats and no moles ;) ) 36. Mark/s : Some small scars, because of a wooden plank that fell on me. Don't know how that worked. 37. Childhood dream: Being a famous actress and artist and travel the world! So the same as now, actually XD Also: making big scientific discoveries and .... take over world Leadership to implement an Authoritarian system in which equality , peace and nature would be preserved . Quite specific, I know. 38. Hair color: Brown :) I naturally get blonde strands in summer, though. 39. Long or short hair: Long 40. Do you have a crush on someone: I do, but I hate myself for it. 41. What do you like about yourself: Uhm... being halfway good at art and acting I guess. :) 42. Piercings: Nope 43. Blood type: AB- 44. Nickname: I've got none... :/ 45. Relationship status: Hmmm..... 46. Zodiac: Virgo! (Took me a moment to remember that this means the actual zodiac. ) 47. Pronouns: She/her 48. Favorite TV show/s: Haven't watched TV in a long time, so I don't have one 😅 49. Tattoos: No 50. Right or left hand: Right 51. Surgery: Nope ^^ 52. Hair dyed in different color: Nope :) 53. Sport: Swimming and Football (soccer for Americans) . 54. Vacation: Soon. ( Ocean here I come!) 55. Trainers: if you're asking if I own a pair of little football coaches, no. If you're asking about shoes: yes ^^ MORE GENERAL 56. Eating: A lot. 57. Drinking: Sprite and Coke. And all kinds of juices 58. I'm about to: Draw ;) 59. Waiting for: the end of this questionnaire because it takes so looong...😂 60. Want: Real friends... ;-;... 61. Get married: Someday maybe. 62. Career: We'll see ;) 63. Hugs or kisses: Hugs!! *hugs everyone who still reads this* 64. Lips or eyes: Eyes ^^ 65. Shorter or taller: Taller :) 66. Older or younger: No idea XD 67. Nice arms or nice stomach: Arms :) 68. Sensitive or loud: depends 69. Hook up or relationship: Relationship. I'm a hopeless romantic. Well, sometimes I am. 70. Troublemaker or hesitant: (my autocorrect suggested 'Jedi' instead of hesitant. A sign?) HAVE YOU EVER 71. Kissed a stranger: Dies ( @secretpasswordahead And @mechawolfpup , because I think they haven't don't this yet and everyone else seems to have already ^^ If you want to do this challenge, feel tagged, though!!! ^^

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aight

lets ends this

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i love that he's still trying to cheer her up with her terrible crossover idea

phoenix is such a sweetie

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“...so we may put this dead lawyer walking out of his misery”

hear hear 

just kill me already

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“she's now slain two high level clergymen...”

one of which was a confirmed rebel but HEY whatever ITS NOT LIEK YOU KILL THEM IN GENERAL ANYWAY

who gives a fuck this trial is janked

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“bahlgilpo’kon hell- the realm of eternal agony”

wow eternal agony is the bottom hell??? thats like the first hell in dante’s hells; youre soft as runny shit kooraheenism.

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“there she will suffer the endless punishment of ja’gar by the galuun of Puhlmo’ten.”

SUBTITLES PLEASE 

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he was killed during the rite but they only found his body like two days later?!?!

what the fuck!?

...and wait a fucking second, he wasnt there when we were fucking investigating BULLSHIT

BUUULLLLLSSSHHHIIIIIIT!!!

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two consecutive murders constitutes a serial killer??

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every time sadmad sighs and shakes his head i lose a year of my life

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Rayfa’s voice is so fucking unfitting; she’s got the voice of a 30 year old woman and she’s supposed to be a whiny-ass 14 year old

do these people know anything about casting??

is it really that hard to get a 14 year old to say a few lines? i was voice acting (not professionally obvs) when i was 14. i sucked, but i was doing it, and there’ve been younger kids working on real shows.

anyway 

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welp looks like this mcfuck is using a fake name

someone get on that

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I'm sorry you’re surrounded by such incompetence, Rayfa. and i mean that. i like you now, youre kinda funny.

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phoenix: plus, yesterday, someone told me how the divination seance used to work

phoenix fucking sucks at keeping secrets jesus christ holy fuck just SHUT UP ABOUT THE REBELS YOU MORON

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if he says let it go and move on again I'm going to fucking scream

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“haha! the police overlooked the clergy tattoo on the back of his neck!”

directly below the stab wound. the clergy tattoo. that has significance in their country.

Why do the Kooraheen Police suck so much ass? They can’t catch a running suspect, and apparently they’re all blind.

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HOW DOES THE JUDGE NOT FUCKING KNOW A RELIGIOUS SYMBOL FROM HIS OWN FUCKING RELIGION?!?!?

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[insert nahyuta eats (peach emoji)ass joke]

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“aren't they utterly different shapes?”

...a... peach... and an upside down peach?!

nahyuta 

im gonna blow your mind

this is called a handstand, here, do it with me

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lazy ass parents naming their kid “real name”

fuck this joke country

this is some ‘who's on first’ bullshit

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RAYFA LUSTS FOR BLOOD

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yeah it was freezing on that mountain, of course your estimate was wrong.

i knew this was coming...

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hebLINDED HER WITH SCIENCE

BEEP BA BOO BA

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“this article is small in size but huge in importance!”

just like my d––

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How... did this work? They did a great job of hiding that wound...

also no blood at the “scene of the crime”

yeah not suspicious at all

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once again the prosecution blames the detective for something they couldn’t have helped :/

GUARD YOUR ASSHOLE EMA, GUARD YOUR ASSHOLE

HOLY SHIT

INSERT REFERENCE TO ABOVE PEACH JOKE

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loud ass clock inside a secret hideout? good one, rebels. super well done.

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ahhhh

now that is clever. i like that

although, considering the length of that statue’s beak, he should’ve been impaled right through his body, so.....

you were close, SOJ

glad to see more clever twists though. 

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game ruins everything with blatant hints

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there are other cases where they can tell when two weapons have been used on the same wound

why cant they tell now?

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stone sharp enough to cut skin??

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your hideout is fucking death trap

good going rebels

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youre using serial killer wrong... again

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thats a lie, nobody likes swiss cheese

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LAY OFF CHEESE YOU PIECE OF SHIT

ILL RIP YOUR ASS OUT

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“what you said is total bullshit!! heres what happened; this, this this. and since I said it ,its true! without any proof!!! SO THERE”

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phoenix: VALID POINT!

sadmad: bullshit excuse

judge: sounds legit, overruled!

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“jeez just toss me an Axe if its that bad...”

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“plotting your escapee from this sacred hall?”

yeah well just run out

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“you would pin a crime upon the dead, who you know tell no tales?”

uh

did you just forget the whole

soul pool thing or

are you just stupid

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aw baby here we go

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stop saying 30% you dont know shit

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oh my god

whoa whats he doing with the magatama

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“wait... i think i saw something just now...”

what, phoenix

what did you see, hmm?

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“the power of prayer! yes... it uh... helps you... install listening devices in your secrets base uuhhhhhh...ITS NOT WEIRD

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“She has a way of putting me at ease...”

(weeps) my babies

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(sigh) its the wife, get on with it

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“long years of ascetic training have sharpened my ears”

god the training is more useful to Athena than it is Maya. this is depressing.

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make like a mollusc and clam up??? who says that???????

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boy you sure fuckin suck at this Mr. Inmee

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judging by that KAAHHH Tahrust should have a deep voice, and DD had a deeper male voice blip... why aren't they using it? they've already implemented singing blips and tutting blips, did they forget about the extra deep blips?

or are those reserved for demons?

he is a ghost...

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...how far along is behleeb anyway? either I'm blind or the sprite artist forgot to give her a baby bump.

hey yeah! she's barely pregnant! her character art shows that! so its not so much of a stretch that she could be running around killing rebels. Plus, she hasn’t been pregnant for two years...

...of course, its not her, it’s rUHEEL NAYMUH, but still. she’s not far along enough to be inconvenienced by her child. 

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potato potahto tomahto egg salad!!

stop praying at me, nahyuta.

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dont you fucking dare...

dont you even fucking dare

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THEY DARED

I SWEAR TO FUCK

i swear to fuck 

so. youre gonna blame maya. for the actions. of YOUR OWN GODDESS. 

WHO’S GREAT AND POWERFUL AND MYSTICAL AND WISE AND PERFECT.... UNLESS SHE’S BEING CHANNELED BY A DIRTY FOREIGNER?

i just i cannot express how angry this makes me. it doesn’t make any fucking sense and it’s complete and utter hypocrisy. it’s even worse than before;  before they were suggesting that the person dressed as Lady Kee’ra was killing rebels in her name, if it wasn’t outright her. Now they’re suggesting it was LITERALLY HER, and remember, these people are UBER RELIGIOUS, and they still have a problem with THEIR IMMORTAL GODDESS IN THE FLESH exacting her divine punishment against people THAT ARE HARMING THEIR COMMUNITY ANYWAY???

yes, vigilantism is dangerous. but it gets a little more fucking complicated when you suggest that it’s the legit actions of an ACTUAL GODDESS.

and even if this is the corrupt government just trying to cover up deaths (which it is) why didn’t they just step in and go “Yeah, another Lady Kee’ra murder. All hail the marvellous goddesses. er diarrhoea kooraheen.”

it would be a lot easier and a lot less messy than taking a kid to court. why do they even want Maya out of the way, anyway? She didn’t know any of the rebels, and she posed no threat to their corrupt government. Yeah, Zealot’s dead, but they literally could have just hired another crazy assassin. 

Unless there’s a REAL GOOD FUCKIN REASON for all of this, I call bullshit, bullshit bULLSHIT

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i think it’s time to let your head go and move on to another room sadmad

at the same time

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...plus they legit just forgot their own lore.

maya can’t summon Kee’ra if she doesn’t know what she looks like.

that was so easy i didnt have to even press on statements; thats how easy that contradiction is. thats how easy it is to remember something stated five minutes ago, and how easy it is to remember how your own religion works. you fuckhats.

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oh hey i just realized Tahrust really does call Behleeb his “lovely wife” 

aw. how nice. if only they didnt decide to scapegoat maya.

doesn't matter your intentions; you die if you scapegoat maya. you die by my blade.

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you ok pal. is an alarm clock really the source of an evil laugh.

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“indeed! we leave the alarm switched off at all times!”

why would you even have a clock with an alarm on it in a secret base anyway?? and how did phoenix manage to play it in the hideout if the alarm was switched off? 

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“those distinctive taiko drums”

fuckin’ finally

ive been waiting for that stupid watch to come back for AAAGEES

of course there was a reason maya would mention traditional japanese instruments...

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y’know it’s funny that he would even make that fuckup in the first place. if he’s a plumed punisher fan, he should know how the theme song goes. his wife was at least a big fan, meaning he’d probably have heard the opening enough times to know that Taiko drums weren’t part of it. Furthermore, if he was banking on the fact that the two themes sound similar to pass off the deception, then it was a huge mistake on his part to define the sound as Taiko drums; thats just a needless detail that could get him caught out, which it did. 

and if he just didn’t know, well... again, useless detail. always bad. always be vague if you wanna get away with shit.

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ah... at least in death, Raheel Namer didn’t have to suffer the Plumed Punisher theme song.

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i love that phoenix refers to the show by it’s full title. that’s adorable.

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now what’s really confusing me is that that Photo of the fam is stated to have been taken during the Feast of whatever. Which is the same time-frame as Reely Real Name’s death. He’s alive in the photo, Behleeb is in the photo, and the Judge and his family are nowhere to be found. But all those things were huge parts of the case, and they couldn’t have eaten before or after because of the whole ‘you can only eat Ghingil for three hours on that one special day’.

am I missing something or going nuts??

that said I'm so glad i can finally present this photo. it’s been gnawing at me as much as the watch thing.

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“trademark topknot”

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OH PLEASE JUST LET IT END

ffjglk dlg ljlgkd   hey Tahrust do me a solid and just tell them how you died ok 

please i have a family

i have stomach ulcers

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oh

off-brand logic 

i totally forgot that was in this game too

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wow.

“hmm, there’s really nothing to suggest a murder other than the red water in the spring, which only Maya would see and probably not question (considering this isn’t her religion and she doesn’t fuckin know how that shit works) and said spring probably empties somewhere, since it would be swampy otherwise. let’s see... i can KILL MYSELF TO GIVE THE RED WATER A REASON FOR EXISTING or do literally anything else... WELP, BETTER FUCKIN KILL MYSELF. ALL HAIL THE REBELS!”

...well at least he saved maya from contracted a blood disease.

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tahrust must be pissed that his death came to naught when his own rebel pals gave the secret key to a guy who sold them out in five seconds.

never gets to meet his child... never gets to see the revolution come to fruition... never gets to live happily with his family... all because he couldn’t think of any other solution to protecting that shitty hovel behind a rock.

kinda tragic.

wish i was less angry

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“there was no weapon at the inner sanctum...”

did everyone just forget the giant bloody murder statue???

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pohl’fuckya sadmad

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babe... oh no... don’t give yourself up like this

thats sad

dont 

i feel the sad now

shit

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“abbot inmee!! summon a physician at once!!’

HES DEAD

WAY TO RUIN THE MOMENT WITH UNINTENTIONAL COMEDY DUMBASS

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“but murder sanctioned by the crown is still murder”

what’s murder sanctioned by a goddess? apparently you guys are ok with that one. oh unless it’s a goddess being channeled by a foreigner.

soerry im bitter about that one moving on now

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he lunged at you from behind the stone slab?? nice trajectory moron

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hang on a second he put reereenaymee’s body in the plaza before prayer time... with the dagger still in him??

HOW DID NOBODY NOTICE THE FUCKING DAGGER

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“you need not frame the accused for your crime”

for once Sadmad says something smart

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honestly... suicide really wasn’t the answer. even if it was to protect your wife there were,,,,, so many other options

for example, realname’s last moments, as we saw, made it look like he was killed in the Plaza of devotion. You could have so easily made it look like he was murdered there, by some rando, during the rite. The kooraheen police fucking suck at their job, so it wouldn’t matter. but no; you had to die, and blame Maya.... because she was foreign. A foreigner who came to you for guidance and shelter. 

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STOP AGREEING WITH ME SADMAD, I DONT LIKE YOU

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“You must use your law powers to make sure no more innocent people suffer under this shitty law!!

...like Maya did!! .......because of me!!

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i love that the excuse is like “there’s no way she could prove it was self defence in this government...” to make it all tear-jerking and point out how horrible and corrupt their legal system is...

...and yet, if we remember Reunion and Turnabout, which also included channeling and self defence... It was EQUALLY impossible for Maya to be cleared of the crime on self-defence charges!!

pot calling the kettle black, japanifornia!

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“lol sorry for almost getting you killed cause i couldn't think of a better plan than kill myself”

yea thanks tahrust, coo-al

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“I ask that you look after my wife”

er she’s... going to jail... she’s... been outed as a rebel... you do get that right

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fuck you Tahrust, you made her cry

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“now you can watch over me from the world beyond”

he cant actually, since they retconned spirits being conscious in the afterlife. good going, capcom.

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oh man that cutscene was goofy. except for the crying

fuck you Tahrust

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Maya: :D hOW y'all doin?!

also according to maya Tahrust didnt leave any regrets behind which means that he totally gives no fucks that his dumbass plan endangered Maya’s life and made his wife cry. Dick.

He doesn't even regret missing the birth of his fuckin child. Ass.

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Sadmad: I owe a debt to you, one that I will return––

Me: Eat a rotten egg.

Sadmad: Wha-–

Me: Go on, master of putrescence. Eat a whole rotten egg. Consume it shell and all. You heard me. Insert the egg into your mouth and chomp down. Times ticking, I’m waiting.

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i forgot about the stupid butterflies

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“So I was thinking, Nick, the legal system here is really stacked agains the defence! It’s really unfair!”

YA DONT SAY

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listen to this happy music playing as everyone is forced to come to terms with all this sad ass shit. also it appears we just forgot about that tiny matter of the government literally putting hits out. Rayfas dad. is doing this. Nobody gonna address that?? No? Ok

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Maya: QUIT BEINA LIL BITCH

wait what 

what is this new sprite

eurhg i dont like it put it away

thats not maya thats a husk of evil

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wow. rayfa didnt even know why maya was here training. the bullshit continues to flow...

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Maya: deciding what is true and what is false for your people...

the actual truth and lies, right? RIGHT? MAYA???

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ergh this is so... corny? schlocky? it feels forced

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“Sorry for almost getting you killed anyway VIVE LA REVOLUTION”

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Yay! It’s vore man!! i kinda missed his stretchy face.

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oh well that

thats just a really anticlimactic reveal of Dhurke

like tada! there he is! and he's gone! whatever; he's just been talked about in hushed whispers for the last case or w/e!

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awww the bailiff thinks he can catch a running rebel!! so cute~

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“The Steel Samurai vs Dhurke the Rebel!”

MAYA. THE LAST FIVE MINUTES WERE DEVOTED TO EXPLAINING THAT THE REBELS ARE THE GOOD GUYS. WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM???

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i love that they keep hammering in that “maya has stayed maya”

see guys??? dont you just feel the magic of the trilogy??? ITS THERE GUYS WE SWEAR

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Welp, thats it for that case. Now back to America, to visit Athena and BK, and hopefully to read a more enjoyable storyline...

[imaginedeux]

Knight (Single Dad! Calum Hood AU) 4

A/N: IM SORRY ITS BEEN SO LONG! This always happens I start off strong then my inspo dies cause I can't seem to get to where I want. I’ve had this scene in my head since I started this and I hope this does it justice. This one might be extra long so watch out. Message me if you all want me to continue or not, please anything helps.

Parts: 1 2 3

“(Y/N)!” ‘Rora’s voice took you out of your slumber. The past couple of days you had slowly fallen ill with what you hope is just a small bug, and you were told by the tour doctor to make sure you got plenty of sleep and take a couple of medications for the next couple of days. You slowly opened your eyes seeing a concerned toddler with her new favorite stuffed lion cub toy clutched in her arms. You had gotten her that toy from a claw machine when you all stopped at a Dave and Busters for lunch, ‘Rora’s choice of course, and she hasn't let it go for anything.

“Whats up little one?” You asked, your voice heavy with sleep and sickness.

“It’s almost lunch time and you haven't eaten today. Are you okay?” She asked swaying a bit side to side as the bus hit another random bump in the road somewhere near Hershey, where the next stop would be for this leg in the U.S.

“Aurora! I told you (Y/N) isn't feeling well. The doctor told her to get lots of sleeps. Sorry, she’s just been really worried, do you need anything (Y/N)?” Calum asked picking up Aurora.

“No, I'm okay ‘Rora, just need to sleep like a bear so I can be strong again.” You said looking up at the father daughter pair, the same look on their faces. “I’ll be fine.” You said giving them a small smile, before Calum nodded and closed the curtain to your bunk, hoping to block the noise he and the boys were making.

“Is she any better?” Ashton asked from his seat next to the table where he had some leftover take away from the night before.

“If she was any better i’m pretty sure she would be right next to Cal, playing with ‘Rora.” Michael said eating the last of his cereal, Luke agreeing from the opposite side of Ashton.

“Shut up Michael.” Cal blushed before starting on his daughter’s lunch which was going to consist of a ham and cheese sandwich with some carrot sticks and a cup of water. Aurora had instantly ran to the empty spot next to Michael as soon as her dad had let her down.

“Yeah daddy! She would be playing with me if she was feeling better, I'm worried, can you make her your ‘No Chew Stew’, the one you would make me when I felt bad?” She asked clutching onto her lion, worry obvious in her tiny voice.

“I wish I could but we don't have the ingredients for it baby.” Calum said putting her lunch on the table, kicking Luke out of the booth.

“Well we’re going to stop at Walmart to stock up on supplies, you can just write down what you need and we’ll get it.” Luke said shrugging.

“Why can't I just go you all?” Calum asked making himself a small lunch.

“Someone needs to stay on the bus to make sure (Y/N)’s okay.” Luke said raising his eyebrow at his Kiwi bandmate. Calum couldn't help but blush even harder at the blonde singer’s comment, since the day the day the two of you met, he knew that (Y/N), from playing along to his daughter’s fantasies, to you unknowingly fulfilling parent duties, that were someone special. On a few occasions he’s caught you reading/singing to Aurora either getting her to sleep, or singing with her when she wants to belt out all the lyrics to a Disney soundtrack. He’d promise himself since the day Aurora was born that he wouldn't fall for anyone because he didn't want to be bringing someone into his daughter’s life that would leave after a couple months because they weren't able to handle his hectic schedule. But he thinks he's slowly breaking that promise.

“Oi, lads, we’re at Walmart we only have an hour and a half to be here so hurry up.” James said coming onto the bus, which had stopped without the knowledge of Calum. 

“Fine, i’ll write everything down. Do you want anything sweetheart? So I can write it down.” Calum finally caved grabbing a random sheet of paper, quickly jotting down what his concoction needed.

“Daddy can I go with them? Please!” Aurora pleaded with her father, giving him puppy dog eyes. Calum groaned at her, she knew very well he couldn't say no to her when she pulled that face.

“Fine, but you guys have to promise me that you won't buy her anything, no sweets and no junk food.” Calum said giving the list to Ashton, besides James, he was the only one he trusted to get everything he needed. Ashton nodded grabbing the list after putting some shoes on Aurora. After a bit all the guys, and the bus driver were off the bus and in Walmart.

“Hey, why did the bus stop moving? Did something happen? Where’s ‘Rora?” A voice sounded from behind Calum, he found you slowly emerging from the bunks with you wrapped up in some sweats, one of the old hoodies that he gave you, and an Army throw around your shoulders.

“She’s okay, she and everyone went into Walmart to buy a couple of things, they'll be back in the next hour.” Calum explained walking up to you, putting the back of his hand to your forehead. “It looks like the fever finally broke, which is good.” He was worried for a while that you would have to check into a hospital cause the fever you had for the past couple of days was really bad, and would give you horrible chills that he could feel from his bunk, which was the one ontop of yours.

“They went to Walmart already? I was going to ask if you all could buy me some Poweraid, Sprite, and some Vicks. I’ll text one of the guys if...” You started before patting your sweats and the pouch on the hoodie for something. “I forgot my cellphone in my bunk.” You groaned turning back to where the bunks were.

“Don't worry i’ll text them. You’re still really weak, you shouldn't be up, sit and i’ll see if I can make you something light.” Calum said slowly guiding you to the booth, before she quickly texted Ashton the things you wanted. “Can I ask why you need Vicks? I get the Poweraid, and kinda get the Sprite but...”

“Heh, its something I learned from my grandma when I was really little. She would rub it on my chest, the back of my knees and on the bottoms of my feet, when I could get sick, it would help me breath better. The Sprite, is also something I learned from my grandma, I don't know the science behind it but it would make me feel better. The same way water with gas is a good hangover cure.” You explained leaning against the wall, your eyes drooping every now and again. Calum quickly made some instant soup, and found a couple of crackers, hearing you drift in and out of conciseness from your lack of conversation. 

“Here, this is all there is but I gave Ashton a list of things so I could make a proper meal.” He explained putting the bowl of soup and pack of crackers in front of you, taking the seat across from where you were.”Is your grandma the reason you know a lot these weird remedies?” He asked jokingly as you took a tiny sip of the soup.

“Weird remedies? I don't know what you're talking about.” You softly shot back, a small grin on your face.

“Yeah, like you giving ‘Rora a glass of milk when she has an upset stomach. Or the time when most of us had ringing ears and you burned a damn cone of newspaper in our ears. Or when you were starting to get sick, you fucking gargled a shot of tequila.” You bursted out laughing at the last one, before you shook your head at him.

“My grandma was a very traditonal woman who was stuck in old ways, but they fucking worked didn't they?” You gave him a look before you took another spoon full of soup and a bite of a saltine cracker.

“I never said they didn't, but I found them weird.” Calum chuckled looking at you, he'd almost never seen this side of you before. You were always looking out for anything wrong, or on edge, it was absolutely rare when he saw you at ease and relaxed, he liked seeing you like this, but hated the fact that you had to be sick to be like this.

“If they work, don't question them.” You laughed, a full blown smile on your face, that was another rare sight. “Thanks for the soup Calum, it means a lot.”

“Its no problem, besides Aurora would kill me if something happened to you. She’s really gotten attached to you (Y/N), she finally has a girl to look up to.” You could feel your cheeks heat up, but you weren't sure if it was because Calum complimented you, or from the fact you still had a tiny bit of fever left. “Thank you (Y/N), for everything.”

“You don't have to thank me, its part of my job.” You explained taking another spoon full of soup, getting to the last of it.

“The last time I checked, we hired you to be security. That went out the window in the first two weeks, you went from security, to baby sitter, to nanny, to now, something more than someone to look up to.” Calum pressed gripping your free hand gently. “She's talked about you to my sister and my parents, (Y/N), you should see how her eyes light up when she talks about you. You're so fucking special to her, and she doesn't want you to leave her life when your contract is over at the end of the tour.” Calum was right, you were still under a trial to their management and they would choose if you were good enough to continue working with them or if they should just fire you.

“Its up to the management if I continue working with you guys, but know that you guys are stuck with me no matter what. I might not be able to work for you lot, but I’ll still be in all your lives, and if ‘Rora lets me, in her life as well.” You promised him, letting your thumb run over his knuckles trying to sooth him a bit.  When you first started working for them, you promised yourself that you wouldn't catch feelings for anyone, much less one of the guys. Unfortunately, like Calum, you were breaking that promise as well.