#lets see how long I can keep it going; though I wont overdo it and burn myself out immediately lmao

[radical-rat-lord]

Realized there's a "new" coli avenue (released September.. last year... oops) and didn't even realize I got this guy until I checked my hoard!

Glad I got him, I like both bosses, but also throwback to me grinding for months trying to get either ratlord and getting none. I think this might only be the second or third boss drop I've ever gotten? Pretty cool!

[danses-with-dogmeat]

Romanced companions react to an autistic!Sole having a meltdown because of sensory overload?

Romanced!Companions React to Autistic!Sole with Sensory Overload Anxiety

This was a great prompt! I hope I was able to do it justice, I wanted to get it posted, but I also desperately need sleep 😅 But thank you so much for the ask, Anon! I might expand on this more at a later date as well, when my brain decides to function again. 

This prompt with FO3 and FONV

Cait:

She understood Sole's reaction more than the specific cause of the overload. It seems like all Cait has ever been around are stressful and overstimulating situations, so it’s difficult for her to differentiate occurrences that will cause Sole distress and those that wont. Once Sole was able to specify what it was that was bothering them, Cait would put an end to it. Preventing whatever it may be from doing her partner any more harm. She’s not a particularly soft person, everyone knows that, but she can’t stand seeing Sole like this. She may not know a whole lot of fancy breathing exercises that are medical journal standard, but she knows enough from her own experience to be able to improvise something in the way of support for her partner. 

Curie:

She would be an absolute pro. Like, the perfect combo between health professional, and understanding romantic partner. If their surroundings were secure, she would focus all her energy on helping Sole, doing breathing and grounding exercises to help them through their breakdown in a clinical way. In the aftermath of Sole's overload, Curie would turn back to doting girlfriend as she looks after her love, helping them to come down from their nerves and maybe being just a tad too touchy feely for them in this instance. But she means well!

Danse:

If this were to happen in the midst of combat, Danse would instantly take a more defensive position, and would root himself firmly between Sole and any enemies they may be facing. In other instances, he would use what he had learned in the Brotherhood when it came to PTSD episodes that he would experience for himself. He would remove them from the pressured conditions they found themselves in, taking them for a walk to calm their nerves, engaging in breathing exercises with them, and encouraging speech when it seemed possible. He would try to be supportive in every way he could, but Sole would have to be patient with their partner when it came to more intimate forms of comfort, as Danse tends to turn back to soldier-type tendencies in these situations. As a more preventative measure, Danse would attempt to craft a power armor helmet modification that could aid in depleting noise during combat, and otherwise try and dull the senses to make the outside environment more bearable for Sole.

Deacon:

He would actually be really good at dealing with this situation? Given his own experiences in life, and the many interactions he's had with a variety of types of people (and synths) in stressful situations, he would be able to sympathize with Sole, trying to draw any attention away from them, knowing that'll only make it worse, and helping them recover afterwards. He wouldn't be phased at all by their outburst and would try to help calm them down by making a few jokes here and there, if only to let them know that it wasn't a big deal to him.

Hancock:

His mostly chill demeanor would work wonders on Sole's nerves when they were around him. He was just so easy going, and non-judgmental and he seemed to never strip their energy from them when they spent time with him. Should they get themselves into a situation where sensory overload does occur, he'd do his best to guide Sole to a safe place where they can unwind and focus on returning their breathing to normal. If they think chems will help, he'll be more than happy to oblige, even going so far as to specifically scavenge whatever type of treatment chem that Sole had in mind for these overwhelming instances and would always keep it on his person.

MacCready: 

He’s a little panicked himself in these types of situations, but he makes an effort to be the calm one of the two. He finds his way to Sole in whatever way he can, looking into their eyes and trying to ground them with his voice as he desperately tries to keep it from shaking. He’s never had any formal training or anything like that, but when his PTSD episodes flare up, he has a few tricks that he uses to get back to reality; identifying objects around him, breathing in through his nose, sitting down with his head between his knees. He’ll try and suggest a few ways Sole can deal with their overload, going through the motions himself as well, since his partner’s anxiety tends to somehow inject itself into him whenever these meltdowns occur.   

Nick:

He’s calm, collected, and used to dealing with people in distress. It’s like he was built for this. Though he isn’t as familiar first-hand with the reactions that the human body has in these types of situations, he knows how to help. He’ll quickly try and get them out of the environment that is causing their meltdown, or eliminate the person or thing responsible for causing their anxiety. Afterwards he will try to help them come out of it easily and on their own terms, trying not to pressure them, but acting as a source of unwavering support for however long it takes for them to settle down. 

Piper: 

The woman truly tries her best, but it always frightens her when Sole is panicked in this way. She’s just too damn empathetic when it comes to Sole, that she can’t help but dissolve into the same state of discomfort and panic that her partner finds themself in. She would try anything to calm herself down and would frantically gesture for Sole to join her as she works on her breathing, counting, and amateur grounding exercises. As the pair come out of their shared panic, she’ll try to return to her normal self as soon as possible. Once her breathing returned to normal and Sole calmed down as well, she would offer her companion some much needed verbal and physical support, as well as some snack material to replenish their strength in the aftermath of their overload. 

Preston: 

The man is the definition of “works well under pressure;” he knows what it feels like to let people down, to lose people because of his mistakes, and he doesn’t intend for that to happen again. Ever. Especially when it comes to Sole. When his partner is in a compromised position, feels uncomfortable, or looks like they're about to have a meltdown, Preston is immediately at their side, putting himself in harm's way in order to ensure their safety and comfortability. He tries to use his voice, which for some reason he can keep totally calm even when he's under great stress, to keep them grounded. Counting along with them as they try to stay focused and keep from becoming completely overwhelmed. He is usually able to calm them down before their discomfort can escalate to the point of a meltdown, but if for whatever reason he can’t, he’ll be there to support them through the entire ordeal. Afterwards, he’ll speak softly to them, taking them far away from whatever situation was the cause of their stress, and ask if there was anything more he could have done to help. 

X6-88: 

X6 tends to notice when Sole is becoming uncomfortable even before they themself know. He’s memorized the types of environments that tend to set them off, and if it’s possible, he tries to usher them away from the cause of their anxiety before it can become an issue. If he is unable to do so, X6 will then take control of the situation as best as he can, eliminating points of stress almost to the point of overdoing it. There may be instances where Sole has to pull him out of his protective frenzy as he relentlessly removes anything that could be causing Sole's distress. In that case, X6 tends to provide enough of a distraction himself to be able to help Sole focus and stay grounded as they try to aid him. Does he do it intentionally? If they ask, he'll insist he doesn't know what they're talking about. He’ll just thank them calmly for assisting him, and begin to tend to their needs in the aftermath of their distress, assessing their physicality and mental state before allowing them to continue their travels. 

[ridiasfangirlings]

(Part 1) I watch a lot of Disney channel cartoons so this is taken from Big city greens: Fushimi gets some minor eye surgery (he'll still wear glasses but his sight w/o them wont be so bad) and he has to have bandages over his eyes for the week. Being Fushimi he wants to prove that he can handle himself just fine so he just goes about his business. Naturally the alphabet squad worries about him wanting him to rest properly but Fushimi still sneaks out

I'm just imagining the alphabet boys having this whole complicated communication setup so they can coordinate how to make certain Fushimi-san gets safely from place to place. So say Fushimi has to have some kind of eye surgery, maybe it's like tangentially related to that time in LSW when he got hit by the party popper and his right eye is having issues with sudden blurriness and such, he needs to have surgery to correct it. Because of how sensitive the surgery is and with his eyes already being bad he's told he needs to have both eyes covered for a week afterward so that everything will heal correctly. Naturally Munakata tells him that he can have the week off to rest and recover, not wanting Fushimi to overdo things or to further damage his eyesight by being tempted to take his bandages off. Fushimi takes half a day off and he's all bored and annoyed, everyone's checking in on him and treating him like an invalid and it's pissing him off.

Fushimi decides that he's not going to keep lying around being worthless, there's work to do and he doesn't want to be a burden just because he can't see. Hidaka happens to be the one who's supposed to check in on him when Fushimi comes walking out the door, Hidaka's surprised and asks if he needs help going to the toilet or something. Fushimi clicks his tongue and says he's going to work, Hidaka's like wait you can't see you need to stay in your room and rest. Fushimi claims that it doesn't matter that he had bandages over his eyes, he can handle himself even with these bandages and he doesn't need anyone fussing over him just because he can't see. Even as he's saying he doesn't need any help though Fushimi like comes very close to faceplanting right into the wall, almost missing the turn in the hallway. Hidaka goes running after him, concerned that Fushimi's going to hurt himself, and he's told to go away and do his own work.

Hidaka tells himself well at least if Fushimi stays in the building he'll be okay, of course that's when Fushimi mutters that he's going to go out patrolling. Hidaka's like okay at least take me with you but Fushimi refuses, determined to show that he doesn't need anyone. Hidaka's beside himself when he runs into Akiyama, who notes with concern that Fushimi shouldn't be out of bed. Hidaka tells him that Fushimi's going patrolling and now Akiyama's concerned too, like well should I go with him and Hidaka says Fushimi won't let anyone help him. They decide the only way to make this work is not to tell him that they're helping, calling in the rest of the squad because they're going to need some assistance.

So cut to few minutes later and Homra happens to be out walking around together. Yata's skateboarding in the lead and he's the one who notices it first, Fushimi coming around the corner. Yata tenses, expecting a fight, but then suddenly Doumyouji comes running over waving a hand like he's directing traffic and typing into his PDA. A moment later Hidaka and Enomoto both appear from behind Fushimi, exchanging hand signals as they each create a wall of blue power on either side of Fushimi, slowly guiding him around the corner just before he would have run into a wall. Fushimi turns and starts crossing the street, Akiyama and Benzai pop up immediately holding construction flags and stop traffic long enough for Fushimi to get across safely, while Fuse runs interference to keep Fushimi from smashing his face into the building on the other side of the street. All the alphabet boys are communicating solely via hand signs and their PDAs and when Yata starts to say something Akiyama gives him this terrifying glare and makes a 'shh' motion before quickly moving on to stop traffic in the other direction as Fushimi begins to weave out into the street again. The rest of Homra comes up to join Yata and everyone's just staring in silence as the little parade moves on and out of sight. Everyone exchanges a glance like 'Is Scepter 4 all right?' and quietly agree not to speak of this again.

[alreadyblondenow]

King Taeyong | 3

Taeyong x ballerina!reader // SMUT, FLUFF, ANGST, fantasy!au Summary: You welcome back Taeyong in your life after he left you for almost a year. Maybe its because your feelings never left in the first place. Now that he’s back, he’s more transparent and honest with you. Promises over promises, is he going to keep his promises this time?  Word count: 5k Warnings: Unprotected sex, swearing, mentions of other idols, pairing of other idols but not too much, death of someone  Note: -The fantasy part is already here. I tried to keep it short and simple, didn’t want to overdo it.  -Imagine a Narnia kingdom setting hihi Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Seeing Taeyong again after for so long was something you’re not looking forward to happen. Even though you imagined him coming back to you, now that its real you’re like a statue. You have million things to say to him but non came out in your mouth. You wanted to yell at him, curse at him but you can’t. It’s been a long time but what you feel for him never left.  

You made coffee for the both of you still trying to escape the gaze from Taeyong’s eyes.  Those beautiful eyes that will make you fall in love with him again any second. Those beautiful eyes you used to lock eyes with while he’s making love with you.

“Y/n, I’m sorry” he broke the silence but his voice was almost a whisper. It made your heart sink, suddenly you’re hurt again. Tears falling because you don’t know what he’s sorry for. Are you sorry because you went away? Are you sorry because you’re breaking up with me?

“But can you please, come with me?” he added. You were so confused because you thought he’s here for closure.  “Baby please, just please. I’ll explain later. ” the pet name gave you shivers, hearing him call you with fondness again makes your heart warm. Out of respect and curiosity, you grabbed any coat you could find. Putting the cupcakes to the fridge, and leaving a note to Jaehyun, ‘I went out with Taeyong.’

Seeing Taeyong with his two bodyguards Jungwoo and Lucas is something normal, but seeing more than two bodyguards in front of your apartment sure is not. You try to count them in mind and they were at least eighteen. Why does Taeyong has eighteen bodyguards today?

His bodyguards addressed him as “Your highness,” as if he’s really a king or someone from a royal family. “The car is at the back of the building” a man in black suit informed Taeyong without any expression. Just a stern look in Taeyong’s eyes. What is happening. Is this some kind of joke.

All is settled inside the car and you sit as far from him crossing your arms and biting your lip from time to time. He came closer to you touching your knee with full bravery but you moved it away. “I promise all will make sense later” he said, keeping his hands to himself not trying to touch you again. Everything thats happening right now looks like a joke to you, some sick prank.

“I missed you. so much” he started talking again, annoying you with his sweet gestures.  You still gave him the silent treatment that he deserves but deep inside you wanted him to know how much you missed him too. And that you waited for so long but he never came back.

Finally, the car stopped. When Taeyong opened the door, the light coming from the outside was weirdly different from your perspective. You got out of the car still squinting trying to recognise where on Earth did he take you.

Everywhere you look seems so foreign in your eyes, you’re positive that you’re not in your own country. Impossible, you cant believe what you’re seeing right now. Is this a dream? A castle is right in front of you, one that looks like it came from a storybook. Tall, wide and overwhelming for your eyes but nonetheless it welcomes you. Seeing people bow before Taeyong, convinced you that this might be a dream, or a nightmare because Taeyong is in it.

This cant be real.

When the two of you are finally alone in his so called office... in his kingdom, you wanted to wake up. Thinking about opening your eyes over and over again, forcing yourself to wake up. Seeing Taeyong in a dream hurts so bad it makes your heart heavy, you cant take it anymore.

“you’re not dreaming” Taeyong surprised you with a kiss being brave again. You slapped him in the face, hard. Your hand burns from the slap “it’s hurts right?” Taeyong asked, “That means you’re not dreaming”

No, it cant be. Taeyong? A king?

Everything that’s happening right now is like a big pill that’s hard to swallow. The moment you saw Taeyong on your doorstep, asking you to come with him, his kiss, the castle, is all too much and hard to believe. You asked Taeyong again what is this place but you get the same answer, “My kingdom.”

“Oh please Taeyong, not that bullshit again” you said hard and stern. He rolls his sleeves and let out a heavy sigh. He’s not forcing you to believe him but he wants you to believe on every word he’s about to tell you now. He clears his throat, and made you sit on the couch with him.

“I was away for a friend’s wedding. He’s a good friend of mine and I couldn’t miss his wedding” he breaths in and exhales sharply,  “the wedding was perfect and everyone was having a good time, until… someone shot the groom, my friend, Taemin, right before my eyes. His wife... died too” his steady voice is not so steady now, you see his hands shaking while telling you more of what happened and to be honest you dont know if you should believe it.

“It was a fucking massacre we should’ve known better. Johnny lost his girlfriend too” he reaches for your hand and smiled when you didn’t nudge. “I was thankful… Really thankful that you were far from me during that time. Many people died that night. A lot of kingdoms right now are facing big problems. My kingdom needed me y/n, thats why I couldnt go back to you.”

Feeling his touch again made you want to wake up more. Praying that you really wanted to open your eyes now. Too much, everything about this dream is too much. “Doyoung, Johnny and Yuta are now looking for the last assassin, and it’s in your world. We figured, its there to hurt me, to kill you” there was a moment of silence, he came closer to you, his lips touched yours again. You didn’t slapped him this time. His soft lips made you want to stay in this dream more, if this is a dream might as well drown in it.

You hugged him tight, you both fell on the floor with a loud thud. He chuckled but you see tears in his eyes, “look babe were on the floor again” you dried the tears on his eyes with your thumb and laughed with him. Suddenly happiness hits you like a truck again just like the day you met Taeyong for the first time. “Can I kiss you again?” this time its you who initiated the kiss, you kissed him deeply with love.

He asked you to changed your clothes so people in his kingdom wont think your clothes are weird. The maids picked a simple beige garden dress for you though It was kind of long for your liking but it was surprisingly lightweight and beautiful. In other words, you looked like a princess. Get it together y/n, you’re a ballerina for goodness sakes think of it as a costume.

The place looks exactly how fairytales described it. High ceilings painted with clouds and angels, open roof for the everyone to admire the beautiful sky, fresh breeze, people wearing fancy dresses, knights guarding every corner of the palace and Taeyong....looking like a prince fresh out of a story book. You wait at the big balcony watching the sun set in front of you almost looking like a painting. “Im sure you have a lot of questions” Taeyong interrupted your thoughts.

You scoffed, “Lee Taeyong, you have no idea”

“Im sure I can answer them all. Fire away”

“Well, you can start by telling me the truth and tell me stuff I need to know. Parents? Siblings? ....Allergies?” You shook your head, “personal stuff Taeyong”

He’s calm expression melts your heart, he’s always like that. You felt him kiss your exposed shoulders his arms encircled on your waist. “I’m still your Taeyong. Just add the word king” he let out a soft chuckle but you gave him a look telling him you’re serious. “Okay, tiger. chill” he hugged you tighter letting his warm breath hit the shell of your ear, “I lost my parents when I was 8 from the same assassins that killed my friend Taemin. I have a sister but she’s in your world living peacefully without any memory of this world. I dont have any allergies” he turned you around so you’re facing him, he missed being this close to you. He doesn’t say it but he’s so turned on right now, his gaze never leaving yours.

“In your world, you call my world... a fairytale. There is magic lurking in this world but nothing too crazy don’t worry. No harry potter type of situation.” He winks.

“I want you to meet someone very important to me, one of these days I’ll bring you to her. She’s someone special and she helped me shaped my life and with my duties as king” you nod silently.

Taeyong secretly worries about you, to be honest he worries for you and your mental state while living with him here in his kingdom. Is it really okay with you? Do you still see him as the Lee Taeyong as your number one fan and not as the highest king in this world?

“Y/n.. please be honest with with me. Dont hide what you really feel right now.”

“Baby. You were gone for almost a year, it was a lonely time for me. I appreciate your effort for explaining everything even though its too much. I’ll get there. I hope you understand that.” he nods changing the subject and showering your face with kisses.

“How are you?” Taeyong asked sweetly like how he usually do.

You let out a small laugh, and told him everything he missed. That you were devastated, sad and lonely when he was gone and that he missed the opportunity of meeting your parents during Christmas eve. “Im sorry. Im sorry for not being normal enough to make you happy and provide normal stuff-“

“Dont say that” you cut him off, “You’re more than enough for me Taeyong. Dont say stuff like that” he’s still guilty but you comfort him nonetheless you never want to feel sad anymore. Not now that you’re in each others arms again.

Taeyong prepared dinner for the both of you while you’re out roaming the castle grounds. He made a picnic style dinner setup at the balcony of his chambers making you comfortable on your first night here in his kingdom. “Yum!” you let out a groan out of excitement and told him you missed his cooking.

“You know, I planned to have my own bakery. I already took care of the loan and the bank will help me make my dreams come true” you sounded really excited while telling him what you’ve been up to while he was away. He was happy that you had everything under control and you made the planning all by yourself. “Actually I could help you out. Forget about the bank, I can help you. Let’s find a decent place for your bakery when we get back” Of course your super rich boyfriend will help you out because he loves you so much.

You knew Taeyong loves seeing you do what you love, and you know Taeyong offered help because this is his way of taking part in your life. Again. And you love him more for it. “Yeah. Lets do that” you accepted his offer with a smile, feeding him a potato chip with a mouthful of guac. Just how he liked it. “How about you Taeyongie, whats new?” you made him think hard. “Hmmm. Well, do you accept interns?” You laughed hard and loud your giggles echoed in his room.

“What Im serious! I can taste everything you make, clean tables, anything you like me to do” There’s the Taeyong that you know. The simple man with a great sense of humour that you fell in love with. Now that you’re talking about dreams, you confidently told him about the life you wanted to build with him when all this is over, telling him you cant wait to go back and be with him again.

“If you’re going to marry me someday. I want a baby girl... now, I know you need a prince as an heir....” Taeyong laughed so loud enough for the whole castle to hear. Brave of you to tell him that you want kids in the future.

“But I want to have my own mini me. And maybe if we get lucky, you can have your own mini you” you continued and Taeyong is still laughing.

“I’ll help you buy our house when I save enough from the bakery. We will make love from sun up until sun down. Never ending happy mornings with you. Tie my hair until we grow old and everything in between, I just want to be with you until I die” Even though it made Taeyong laugh so hard, he can’t help but have butterflies in his stomach the whole time you were talking. He wanted the same thing too.

“I promise. We will have a normal life.” he kissed you to seal his promise.

After dinner you took a shower in Taeyong’s garden bathroom. Never getting used to what this castle can do, it really surprised you how a bathroom can be so magical. Taeyong’s bathroom smells like fresh flowers everywhere, maybe thats why Taeyong smells good all the time. It feels good to be in Taeyong’s comfortable clothes again. He gave you his favorite sweater and a pair of comfortable sweatpants. You only wore the sweater and underwear, not bothering to wear sweatpants.

As you got out of the bathroom you see Taeyong laying in bed with a book on his hand, topless and flashing his wide broad shoulders. You remember nights at your apartment when he waits for you in bed while he’s playing games on his phone. He looks so handsome. You crawl towards him feeling his soft bed and snuggles beside him comfortably. “Finally. Some alone time with you” he kisses you softly, carefully nibbling your neck and slowly tugging the sweater that he gave you as if he’s testing waters.

You were impatient so you removed it already showing off your breast to him. He gently kisses your body marking it like how he used to. His touch and kisses are still the same you thought. Oh how you missed this feeling. You crave for Taeyong and he can see that you’re eager “Slow down baby. We have all night” he says while drawing small circles on your thigh. It makes you crazy how he’s taking time with you and how he slowly devours your skin while you crave for him entirely.

He quickly switched positions with you, now kissing your lips slowly going down to face your pussy. Gently spreading your legs in front of him, you let out a gasp and a choked  moan when Taeyong blows cold air at your slit, making you shiver. He smiles at you before he finally licks your pussy, slow and deep. His tongue starts from the bottom slowly goes up to your clit and gently kiss it. Catching your first orgasm for the night, Taeyong overstimulates you while you ride your high. Your moans are load and sharp he cant help but smirk and feel proud of his work.

“Baby are you planning to wake up the whole castle?” leaving wet kisses on your left breast and bites your nipple.

“Babe just fuck me already” you beg, feeling his hands kneading your breast, playing with your nipples with his thumb. You’re so focused on what he’s doing with your breast, you didn’t notice he’s spreading your legs wide for him preparing you before he finally fucks you. Without warning he inserts two fingers already to stretched your cunt. You yelped and tried to grasp anything from bed, you feel like your energy was slowly fading until you surrender in his touch. He chuckled.

This is not funny Taeyong. “Lee Taeyong im almost the-“ you warn him but he lets you cum on his fingers. You whisper sweet words to him expressing how much you missed him and it made the sexual tension more intense. Lining his cock on your pussy, coating it with your essence and slowly he gets deeper and deeper inside you. It feels so good. He fucks in slow pace, taking his time before going faster. You let out a string of moans, encircling your arms on his neck feeling his back muscles.

Slow, fast, deep and sharp thrust. He’s taking his time, fighting his urge to cum before you. Little did he know you cant take it anymore, you’ve cum so many times when he was fucking you slow. You tried pushing him away but you’re too weak. Taeyong fucked you again and again until you don’t respond to him and he let’s you sleep. He took care of you before joining you, made sure you’re clean. “I love you y/n” he whispers before sleeping beside you.

Taeyong slept like a baby beside you. It was his first time getting a good sleep from months of longing you. Telling himself he will never let anything come between the two of you ever again.

And it went on like this for days, weeks, even months while you’re stay in his kingdom. You became used to the castle grounds already, roaming around as if you’ve live there for a long time. On your way to Taeyong’s office, you see Taeyong with a beautiful woman almost your age wearing a beautiful dress, she has gorgeous long straight blonde hair and her skin is as fair as Taeyong’s. You got jealous for a second but maybe he’s Taeyong’s cousin or whatever.

Taeyong saw you and quickly introduced you to the beautiful princess in front of you.

“Y/n, this is Sorn. My fiancé”

Your what Lee Taeyong?

You gave him a look. A look thats saying you’re confused, mad and at the same time you want to punch him. Then you remembered the time when Jaehyun introduced himself as your future husband, you think this is his way of getting even. But he wasn’t kidding at all.

“Arranged marriage when we were both still young. I hope you understand” the princess speaks and reached out a hand full of sparkling rings. You wonder which ring Taeyong gave her. You didnt have a choice but to be nice.

Taeyong and Sorn are now talking inside his office about some royalty shit you thought and you can’t help but sulk. Yuta noticed that you’re bothered by the thought of Taeyong having a fiancé, hoping he could help you feel better he explains the situation further.

“Don’t worry y/n, it’s only for formality. This royalty shit is crazy and Taeyong needs a “queen” to rule here so he can be with you from time to time in your world” you thought that the idea was fucked up. “What was he thinking?” You almost shout but Yuta laughs at you.  “I told you. This royalty shit is crazy. A lot of sacrifices needs to be done”

“I love her y/n” Yuta finally confess. “To protect this world. To protect my kingdom, I have to let go of Sorn” your heart aches for what Yuta just told you. How can the world of royalties can be so cruel to good people?

Yuta and Sorn were young and in love for as long as they can remember. So deeply in love, that they plan to help each other’s kingdoms by marriage someday. But Sorn’s family faced problems and they needed help immediately, so the royal court’s decision is to arrange her for marriage. The royal court is so obsessed with finding Taeyong a queen and they saw Sorn as a good opportunity. “Duty before self” Yuta explained.

“Why didn’t you volunteer your kingdom? Is that too selfish?” You asked, trying not to sound rude.

“My kingdom is not that rich to solve her kingdom’s money problems. Thats why I’ve been  saving money in your world and be as rich as possible. That’s how I help my father with being king for now “

You cant believe this tragic love story that you’re hearing from Yuta. Just the thought of it makes you scared, that even though two people deeply love each other if fate is not in their favor, you can’t do something about it. Feeling bad about oversharing his feelings, Yuta told you not to worry, for Taeyong loves you so much and his kingdom equally.

You didn’t notice that you fell asleep while waiting for Taeyong to join you in bed. You felt soft kisses on your cheek, Taeyong waking you up in the middle of the night. Softly stroking your hair telling you to shush and follow him. Guiding you as you follow him to dark places that you’re not familiar with, you finally arrived to where he’s taking you.

You squint a little, seeing candles lit up, different flowers scattered on the floor, you’ve guessed you’re walking on an aisle with Taeyong. Doyoung, Yuta, Johnny and....a priest is waiting at the end of the aisle. Gasping as you realised, you’re about to get married.

“I was actually going to ask you to marry me over dinner tonight but-“ you cut him off and kissed him. “I’ll marry you.” You sad with a smile and hugged him tight. Crying tears of joy already.

You both proceed to this secret wedding that he organised. It was simple, just like you’ve always wanted. Genuine like him and sincere like his love. Taeyong promised to give you a proper wedding when you both get back to your world, but you told him you wouldn’t trade this wedding for anything.

Doyoung, Yuta and Johnny are happy for the both of you. They’ve seen Taeyong suffer enough without you and they all think that you both deserve to be happy. The three princes congratulates the both of you and telling them they’re more than happy seeing their Taeyongie marry happily someone he loves.

“Just dont be too loud fucking tonight or the castle will know somethings up” Johnny jokes making Taeyong punch him on his arm.

You spend your honeymoon enjoying the cold breeze around the palace. Sitting on the grass while watching how the castle turn yellow because of the soft sunrise. Taeyong got you beautiful flowers from his garden, tying it in a perfect knot making a small bouquet. He told you that the last assassin is dead and finally you can go back to the human world.

Just like the sunrise, you watch Taeyong be happy beside you. Remembering every detail of this beautiful moment. He noticed you were staring at him for a while now and he cant help but make you laugh by showing his wedding ring. Reminding you that he’s your husband from now on. Taeyong completely changed your life.

It was almost afternoon when you finally wake up from your sleep and still couldn’t believe that you’re married to this handsome guy kissing you. For the second time, Lee Taeyong is waking you up from your beautiful sleep by kissing you until you acknowledge him. “Lee Taeyong what do you want?” You asked him forcing yourself to open your eyes.

“Good morning... wife” and that alone made you smile. Taeyong thought your smile was so bright but it never hurts his eyes.

“I need you to meet someone important today” he’s now kissing your neck. Seriously this guy. “Last three days before you leave this kingdom by the way” he chuckled. “Everything will go back to normal once we go back. I promise.” He gave you one good kiss before leaving to prepare for breakfast.

He told you that you’re meeting the kingdom’s witch, a nice witch who helped him to be the king that he is.  “Ruby is like my secret weapon. She warns me and gives me knowledge with all the decisions that I make for the kingdom.”

Ruby is a witch that tells Taeyong what the future holds for his kingdom. She never tells what will happen entirely. She didn’t want to ruin the natural order of the universe, she can only warn his king and give him choices to make good decisions.

When you arrived at where you believed Ruby lives, a pond inside a cave, you thought that maybe Ruby likes fishing. You peeked at how deep the pond is and you see coins and, random things under the water that are all solid gold.

“Anything you throw in this pond turns into solid gold” he winks after he explains.

You saw the water shine as Ruby comes out of the pond with all her glory turn into this gorgeous human in front of you. From being a mermaid with golden fishtail. A mermaid witch, you thought. And she is naked in front of your husband with only her golden hair covering her boobs. Wow.

“Y/n, this is Ruby.” Taeyong broke the silence. When Ruby took a step further out from the water, she turned in a much decent human, “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you y/n. Congratulations.” She smiled sweetly to you.

Ruby was nice to you and she offered to read your future. You didn’t want Ruby to show you your future to be honest, but you did it for Taeyong. She asked for your hand, holding it while she looks directly in your eyes. You saw what she saw. And there’s no need to tell Taeyong about it. You both giggle like little girls after you both saw your future, leaving Taeyong really curious.

In the future that Ruby showed you, you will have a little girl. And you will live like how he always promised for the both of you. Its pure happiness. “Thank you Ruby. It really means a lot” you told her with sincerity.

But little did you know, Ruby just showed you the future that you wanted to see. Not showing you your true future. She asked to speak to Taeyong privately and you respectfully left them talking.

Ruby did the same thing to Taeyong, but without the filter.  She showed Taeyong the challenges and pain he will put you through if he continue this married life with you.  “Your highness, Im afraid you’re not going to be the father of the child” Ruby showed Taeyong what you saw in her eyes earlier. It made him smile but he felt a pang of pain at the same time.

“Don’t get me wrong your highness, the child will come from you. But you will not be present as her father in her life.” Taeyong was confused. Ruby continued showing him more, and his world crashed. His heart feels heavy, he feels broken than ever. Taeyong is scared to the bone right now, but he trusts Ruby with his life and he is positive that Ruby wants what’s best for the kingdom and him.

Taeyong saw how his kingdom suffered from a famine while he was away from the kingdom living his life with you in the human world. He will have no other choice but to leave you again for the kingdom needs him. The famine will last for a year, and your pregnancy will not be the healthiest. You will lose the child and it will drive you to killing yourself. He saw how Doyoung told him the news that you passed away and it made him crazy. Taeyong turned into a mad king and the whole kingdom suffered in other words.

“Your highness now I ask of you.... to do the same thing as we did to your sister and prevent everything whats about to happen. We will create a life for y/n, a beautiful life without you in it” Ruby explains with a heavy heart.

Taeyeon. Taeyong’s sister is living well in the human world without any memory of the kingdom. Taeyeon was with their parents when they were killed and the incident traumatised her. To save her from being crazy, they gave her a potion for forgetting everything about the incident, the kingdom, Taeyong, everything.

Taeyong didn’t have much choice. He didn’t want to hurt you and kill yourself that will indeed make him crazy for good. Although its wrong for him to decide on his own, he still agreed to Ruby. He told her all about your dreams, the normal life you long with him, and the bakery you wanted to be successful with.

“I want her - I want her to have a peaceful life when she wakes up. A life without sadness, make sure she’s never alone or lonely. Be sure to never let her give up dancing because she loves her craft so much. Let her explore new things” Taeyong sniffs and continues to instruct Ruby. “She wants a bakery, let it be so successful customers will always buy every masterpiece she bakes. Please let her be with someone who truly loves her the same way I will.”

It really hurts him to pass you on to someone, it breaks his heart thinking of another man having you. “Please let that man be Jaehyun” he could only trust you with Jaehyun. Ruby hands the potion to Taeyong with a heavy heart. “I know you just got married. I’m sorry my king”

Your husband cant look you in the eye right now, but he stayed brave and put the small bottle in his pocket. “I’m still curious on what she showed you babe” Taeyong said, faking a smile. You let out a loud laugh without knowing what he really feels.

“Oh its a secret” you told him with a big mocking smile.

“I love you, y/n” he smiles ever so sweetly before your eyes.

Noticing his beautiful rose scar, and gently stroking it with your thumb. “I love you too, Lee Taeyong.”

[yellowsugarwords]

how would the parental figures (twdg) react to a reader (16) working themselves to much but has no intention of stopping. the reader isn’t rude or stubborn they just feel guilt and wont stop? thanks!!

I hope you enjoy this buddy :)

Lee: Pained, Lee would pull them to the side one evening. “Have you been taking good enough care of yourself?” He’d asked, kneeling down to their level and brushing the hair out of their face. As he tended to them - fixing their hair and brushing dirt off their face - the teen bristled. “I’m worried about you, Y/N.” He said, gaze stern but not losing it’s sense of worry. “You’re going to hurt yourself if you keep this up. In one way or another.” If they refused to listen to his worried pleas, he would pick up additional chores off of their schedule and slap them onto his. If they wouldn’t listen, he’d find a way to get them to take a break. Somehow.

Kenny: Kenny would frown, studying their sleepy figure up and down. “Come sit.” He didn’t give them an option, tugging them off to the side. “You need to take a break. Tomorrow, you aren’t doing anything.” He lifted a finger the moment they tried to protest. “No. Listen to me. You need this. You’ll thank me later.” He wouldn’t offer them more than that. He needed to put his foot down as a leader but, deep down, he knew he was just doing what was best for them in the long run.

Christa: Christa would frown, crossing her arms, watching as they exhausted sat-down in a nearby chair. Without much thought, she picked up the rest of their chores for the day without breathing a word of it. By the time she returned from her hunting trip, Y/N was at the front door, arms crossed and foot tapping. “Why did you do that.” “You needed it.” She said plainly - sternly - not pausing to address them. “You’ll thank me later.” “No I won’t.” Christa only smirked. One day, they really would. That was enough for her.

Omid: Omid would frown, immediately taking on the rest of their chores for the day. “Hey,” he’d say, trotting up to them. “You got the day off. You’re welcome.” Y/N stared after them with a dropped jaw, confused and lost as to what just happened. It wasn’t until late that night, when they challenged Omid before he could even enter the house, did they learn the truth. “Clearly you were stressed. I decided to take some things off your plate.” He flashed his teeth and slipped inside. Y/N was astonished.

Rebecca: Rebecca would frown, seeing the obvious signs of over exhaustion. She’d been there. So had Alvin. Pulling them aside one day, Rebecca sat them down together after dinner. “What did you call me over here to do?” “Nothing.” Y/N raised an eyebrow. “Then why did you bring me here?” “That's the point.” She said, turning to shoot them a serious stare. “You need an evening of doing nothing. I’m making you take it.” Everyone learned not to question Rebecca when she gave ‘the stare’. So, Y/N bit their tongue, eased deeper into their seat, and tried to listen.

Alvin: Alvin would frown, watching as they scurried around the lodge. “Hey,” he’d say, wandering up and pulling them aside. Sitting down with them by the fire, he turned as soft and as genuine as ever. “I know that it can be easy to feel overwhelmed with everything there is to do in a day.” Alvin said, offering the teen a sad smile. “But don’t let us adults make you feel as though you aren’t doing enough, okay? You’re allowed to take it easy.” He set a gentle hand on their shoulder, giving a meek smile, then turning away. As simple as it was, it really did make a difference to Y/N.

Javier: Javier would frown, crossing his arms, staring worriedly after them as they ventured off on their own. As a last minute decision, he ran after them. “He, slow down a bit, huh?” He said, teasingly giggling their way. “You don’t need to always be in such a rush. It’s okay to ask for help or to take a step back.” For some reason, Y/N felt stunned by the statement. Taken aback. For the remainder of the day he helped them finish their chores, providing an extra hand wherever they needed it. He could tell by dinnertime that they were already in higher spirits.

Kate: “I think you’re overdoing it.” Kate said one day, watching as the sweaty and dishevelled teen rolled into New Richmond. She pulled them to the side - ignoring their pleas - and demanded they sit down, drink water, and take a breath. She could see the exhaustion in their face after only a moment. “You’re scaring me.” She said plainly, turning to them. “I need you to take a step back, okay?” Feeling how tired they were in the moment, knowing they were busted, they begrudgingly agreed.

David: David admired their work ethic at first. It wasn’t until he saw the obvious failing signs in their health - lack of energy, sleep, eating - did he actually grow concerned. “Hey.” He said lowly one night as they returned from collecting firewood. “Take the next two days off. No questions. When they tried to debate, he didn’t respond. He turned away and said nothing. He didn’t need to explain himself. One day they’d understand.

[mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune]

Going M.I.A Until July 5th After Being Peeved Off By Toxic-Humans

I just need to have some time for myself,

and I wanted to wait until July to start posting again.

I just need to try to relax and do some self healing,

and it all has to do with finding out a bit more about Scott Cawthon.

look, no one has to agree about the same religious views.

I mean I have to stay in the Neo-Christian/Ma-Acolyte Closet,

as well as the Aceflux closet and the bigender identity closet with my family.

it be nice if it didn’t happen while FNAF Security Breach was still in the works.

I’m not even sure if it’s even finished, I can only hope that someone with a heart picks up where Scott left off and adopts the series but still gives Scott credit.

right now I’m listening to a comfort song right now,

which is Lily Allen’s song F**k You.

I guess I could listen to some other songs to comfort me,

but how I feel, it calls for that song.

I just wish they didn’t bring Trump or the other names that are involved into that mess...

after finding out that Trump had some form involvement of the, my guess bullying...

I did get upset at him enough to cry and say I hate him.

of course I can’t say that to my Mom or half of my family.

sure one half supported him and the other half don’t,

but we are still family.

I don’t much care for Presidents in Real Life, I have very little trust in them.

ones in movies or video games or any form of entertainment, are fine.

since it is just in a fictional world that is at times a counterpart of ours.

no one has to agree about my being mad at Trump, and that’s okay.

 I can’t help but think that there is a possibility that Scott had retired

because of the bullying and it possibly being linked to Trump.

we all don’t have to agree to like or dislike Trump.....

but I’m sure a lot of people are upset at those that caused the early retirement

before the Five Nights at Freddy’s Security Breach   

but maybe there will be still hope for it,

at least if it is true that Scott has a successor.

and if they do continue work on the Security Breach,

then we can only hope things works out well.

I didn’t know there was gonna be a successor,

until I was just looking up some more info about the whole FNAF thing.

but yeah, with only half of what I know so far,

it is still going to be a part of my Semi-Misanthrope.

I still know there are some good people in this world,

that is why it is “Semi”, which is better than it being the full.

maybe later I can try to look up more info about the whole thing,

but it is still possible the bullying was part of the reason for the early retirement.

I’m still peeved at this one person who was bad mouthing YandereDev.

if they are taking long to finish the game, it is because these things take time,

and also everyone has a off day where they wont be able to work on something right away and might have to put it on hiatus.

if Yandere Simulator ever gets on a Disc or game card,

and ends up being playable on Xbox One or Nintendo Switch...

I hope there will be a mode where we can dress up as Chara from Undertale.

at least there is some good news,

Doki Doki Literature Club will be on Nintendo Switch, I have been meaning to mention that after I had found out some days ago.

and parents should not let their child play it if they are under the age of 15.

don’t go blaming the mature content, when it’s you the parents who are to blame.

hey I did see a movie that I was not the proper age for,

and I wasn’t even a teenage yet when I saw it.

I’m talking about Cool World, I still like it and have the DVD.

but after remembering I had seen that movie, and we had rented it from a place that rented out VHS tapes.

I came to realize that letting me see that too early, even though I don’t think I can remember much about watching it during that time, all I know is that I did watch it.

but at least it didn’t get as mature as the Deadpool Movie,

and I still like the Deadpool Movie.

but anyway I figured out that it was wrong for my family to let me watch Cool World when I wasn’t the proper age for it,

and even letting me watch something else with the “witch” word on it,

when I was a toddler and I ended up saying “Son of a Witch”

of course it wasn’t the word witch, but you get what I’m going with this right?

I had to try to keep my little cousin from playing my Deadpool video game,

and it was lucky I caught them on time when the game had barely started.

did they even think about stopping them before they fully started to playing?

I don’t want to make the same mistake as my Mom or anyone else in my family.

at least the bad word I used wasn’t my first word.

but I had come to realize that it isn’t the mature content to blame,

but the parents, and even if some parents are willing to admit this cold truth.

that is perhaps long overdo, not all parents might admit to it.

if you have any mature stuff either on your computer or even a movie or show on DVD.

make sure to hide it from the child, give them their own computer

but put a child lock on the browser, where only you know the password.

and if you tend to forget passwords, write it on paper then hide it where your child or little sibling, can’t find it and it’s in a place that only you know.

also I want to say this....

I rather be a part of a Neo-LGBT, there can be different types of Aces.

some who are flux like myself, but because of the whole sexual energies,

I didn’t figure it out until I started to protect myself with my bracelets.

a Aceflux person can be a sexual empath, picking up the sexual energies of others when they are either in the same room or a different room all together.

and just because someone is Heteroromantic-Ace, doesn’t mean they should be exclude from the LGBT Community, even if some will still welcome them.

 and even if some might not believe that a Ace can end up being a sexual empath, but it might be very rare.

I’m not sure if there are many Aces that are sexual empaths,

and didn’t figure it out until they started to wear gem bracelets to protect themselves.

I think I’m the only one I know of that is doing that.

of course when I had first started to wear a bracelet,

it was because of a dream that felt too real and I was in between awake and asleep and then I was scared awake...

it was also dark and I was laying on my back, that is part of what I remember before being scared awake.

and I can’t tell my family I’m one, or how I believe it had first started.

I rather not talk about that right now.

but the whole me rather being a part of a Neo-LGBT doesn’t really have to do with my being Aceflux, well technically Aroaceflux.

it is for different reasons,          

 of course I will have to be in the closet about being part of a Neo-LGBT Community......wait, is there already a Neo version...?

well I guess I’m fine being a solo member for now.

 at least not everyone in the LGBT Community made false accusations on Scott.

and I’m not sure if my pendulum is being 100% truthful,

when I asked about Scott’s sexuality, I mean when I asked if he was Hetero,

I was given a No, but when I asked if he was Pan, I got a Yes.

but that might not be true,

I mean I guess there is a possibility that it could be true.

but maybe I should throw some salt on my pendulum later.

and if it turn out those questions were true, and I was being given a truthful answer.

then it might make others sorry for bullying him.

plus I want to point out, that you can’t just keep hating someone

who believed the lies that they were taught while growing up

about how a different gender identity from your bio-sex one

or not being hetero, is evil.

it’s only when they end up seeing the truth that they might end up discovering

that they aren’t hetero, and might just be bi or pan instead.

I wanted to tell my my family about me being on the Asexual Spectrum,

well the flux type of it.

but I wanted to get their view on it first, about the Asexuality.

like I had said before, it didn’t work out too well.

and I had to make it seem I wasn’t Asexual at all.

even though I was asked if I was, I didn’t say Yes and made sure to not give away I was one.

then when I went to my room, I started crying.

how I reacted was perfectly normal, as I had found out when I found some info about how a parent shouldn’t disapprove of it.

I love my family, but it’s best that I never come out of the protective closets I place myself in, that I can only come out online.                                  

 also I’m gonna try to relax and try to just hope the FNAF series keeps alive and there really being a successor who will continue it.

well now that I know the one who partly more responsible,

is a Toxic Game Journalist........

that person sucks, they suck and I hate them so much.

any Toxic-Journalist that dares do what that one did,

they are just as bad as the paparazzi that harassed a distant cousin of mine.

and if their lies is what got everyone mad at Scott,

at least not everyone, but still.....

I hope that Toxic Game Journalist who started it all,

will get the karma they deserve after they screwed everything up.

and yes while writing this, I wanted to look up more info about the whole FNAF and Scott Cawthon thing.

and it does appear that the root is a toxic game journalist.

and if I had to put two and two together,

I say the Youtube Video that peeved me off before,

that had to do with a doxxing of Scott and [Redacted]

and if had to do with that disgusting filth of a shisno.

if the info had happen some time after that whole mess happen,

 then it means that that disgusting human whoever they are,

is the cause of it.

and there is a reason why I put [Redacted]

as I do not wish for the other person/creator of another series,

to be mentioned in this.

Cancel Culture is Evil, even if something does get cancelled,

it shouldn’t involve the cancel culture cult.

don’t blame the content, blame the parents.

Pepe Le Pew deserved better,

he could of been added into the Space Jam 2 Movie,

if he got character development.

he could still flirt, but would learn to keep it a bit more friendly,

and not force himself on a gal he likes.

  ya don’t see girl characters being treated the way he has been treated,

Pepe deserves better, not just Amy Rose, Dot Warner and Fifi La Fume.

that is being sexist towards Pepe.

and it’s sexist for women and even some men,

to assume if a guy wears pink or uses a pink straw, he might not be consider a man.

so wait, if a woman wearing a blue shirt or uses a blue straw, she is still a woman...?

only a real man wears pink, uses a pink straw and even cries.

and I really hope there is a Anti-Cancel Culture Group to put that shisno group in their place.

I want to try to hope things get better, and the FNAF will continue,

and Scott will get a apology from those who had believed that shisno.

maybe I should avoid looking more info about it.

I just need to try to do the self healing and hope everything gets better,

and hope it isn’t a cruel joke about there being a successor.

I guess I can try to look it up more about it to check to be sure if it is true.

I’m gonna check a few more stuff on here first, before I sign off.

and I hope some of you understand why I’m upset about what happen with Scott.

it isn’t right what happen, and how it happen.

and no matter if he supported Trump or not, there is some lines that should never cross when it comes to a dislike of a president or former president.

but if it came to picking him or the evil woman, I would only pick him to keep the babies safe.....but I’m not sure if the rumor about Hillary Clinton is true or not,

I mean when I had found out about it, I was praying she wouldn’t become president because I was worried about the innocent lives.

but if the rumors still turn out to be 100% true, I still don’t want her as the first Madam President.

 I don’t even trust Biden very much, but I will have to try to hope and pray everything will be okay.

like I said, I don’t fully trust Real Life Presidents.

the best thing I can do is hope and pray that everything will work out.

for real, this will be the last post until July.

but I wont sign back in and post anything again until July 5th.

I’m still listening to Lily Allen’s song, I’m gonna listen to it a few more times.

anyway not all of you might agree with all I said,

and I’m not gonna force you to...

so see ya later, stay safe and beware of shisno.  

PS:

Please Do Not Misinterpret anything that was wrote in this.

and I’m gonna hope that not everyone believed that bull about Scott being a Anti-LGBT.

and I do hope the shisno who started that mess, will get karma for what they did and causing FNAF to be almost cancelled for good.

and it better not be cancelled for good,

and there better be truth to the whole successor to the game series.

and if it turns out that my pendulum isn’t joking about Scott’s sexuality,

if it turns out to be 100% true and not a prank my pendulum is pulling.

then I hope he gets a lot of apologizes, not only from the other stuff,

but also about the Anti-LGBT calling.  

[theplumsoldier]

INEBRIATED [1]

PART 1, PART 2

Summary: you friend has finally come home and you go out for a drink, you getting a tad too much being nervous you wont have the guts to seize the chance you so have been waiting for

Pairing: ari levinson x reader

Word count: 3414

Warnings: eventual smut, explicit language, vulgar language.

It was not long ago Ari had come home. You hoped it was for good this time, seeing as he had an ex-wife whom he was to agree on the terms and condition of their child with, howbeit even before getting into the bar to meet with him, you had brazed yourself to be let down, knowing full and well he was not one for settling.

You had not seen him for scarce three years. He had been busy playing the hero of his dreams, one of yours as well, even if you could not see it from your position in the IT-department of the law firm you worked at. As an old friend of his and surely nothing more than that, you fully supported him even if you disagreed on how he fulfilled those goals. Perhaps it was selfish of you to want him in your life than not, but you could not help it—and in more ways than one for in all the years you had known Ari, he had been nothing but charming and unruly.

You had spent the hours after work getting ready for your reunion. Showering, putting on a nice attire and putting on make-up, careful not to overdo your appearance seeing as you knew you were not going to be the only of his friends for this was a reunion of the whole gang. James, Debra, and Anthony and since Anthony had seen you earlier at work, he would know if you had dedicated an excessive amount of time on your look tonight.

Entering the bar you so often had found yourself in, you were greeted by the familiar stench of a wide range of liquor and noise. The people present for an after-work pint were loud, a game on the hovering screens, cheering and booing while others were simply joyous in the company of friends. You spotted your own people in a stall in the back of the room where you found Ari sitting in the middle, the center of attention as per usual. His hair had grown and the same with his beard, his mien was austere, his eyes watching the drink in his hand, mind places it should not be. At the sight of his missed figure, you felt your heart beat faster, a lump in your throat forming. As you set marching toward the booth you took notice of his lour.

It was Anthony that detected you striding to the table, cheering your name and Ari’s head craned up. Immediately his eyes widened with glee and a big grin veiled his face, a glint of happiness flashing behind his stunning orbs and Ari had to inhale deeply to restrain himself from jumping over the table and embracing you.

You would have taken rounds of greeting each present party, yet once Anthony let you go Ari managed to get out of his seat and his arms pulled you close, giving no indication of letting go as he leaned his head against yours.

“I can’t believe I’m finally seeing you again, it’s been so long!” managed Ari and moved his head so he could get a look at you. His grin only grew wider and his teeth clenched in a big, fat, goofy smile. “Oh God! Look at you, you look so grown up!”

Laughing your hands slipped from around his shoulders, to his arms. They still were enormous, if not larger than last you had managed to get a feel. “I certainly would hope so. I’ve only been an adult for half my life.”

The sound of your voice made him weak in the knees and his grip around you tightened, pulling you close once again, discreetly inhaling your scent. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you! Oh, you have no drink—c’mere let’s get you a drink!”

. . .

“Goddamnit, Ari, I’m so sorry I’m so fucking wasted,” whined you as you did your best to gain your balance, wondering how your feet had suddenly stopped functioning.

“Don’t worry. Duck your head,” replied he with a chuckle and put his hand on the top of your head, carefully urging you into the car.

“No, really, Ari, I’m sorry like I don’t know—” rambled you on, oblivious he had already shut the door on you and was making his way to the other side as you continued. “I was just so nervous for tonight and it’s been so long and I was afraid it was gonna be weird and I figured if I could just loosen up a tad it would all go much smoother. I didn’t mean to actually get this shitfaced, I mean I know I’ll wake up in the morning with major regret and I have work at 10 and shit—”

“Y/N, Jesus, sit still,” begged Ari, leaned over you in attempt to buckle your seatbelt. It was not until you realized how close he was and you slumped back in the seat, inspecting his features carefully. He looked so beautiful. His locks of blond and fine-looking beard, the crease knitting his eyebrows together as he himself did his best to focus while being this close to you.

You heard the buckle click and hummed as he looked up at you, eyes focused on his pink lips and you smiled to yourself, shaking your head.

“Hey, let me drive, you’re drunk,” insisted you in a serious tone and assuring gaze, hand sliding down your side to unbuckle and Ari laughed, stopping you.

“What? You’re the drunk one, I’ve been drinking water for the last two hours!”

“Huh,” hummed you and sat back again, watching him intently and closed your mouth.

Ari’s eyes took in your grimace and he could not help but chuckle, sucking in a deep breath. He ran his hand through his hair and gave you a curious look. “Do you want me to get a cab instead?”

“No, no, there’s no need. I trust you with my life, you know.”

Although your words undoubtedly were not supposed to mean much, they halted in his mind and had you looked him in the eyes you would surely have seen hearts for at that moment he looked at you as if you were his world. You were inebriated and unable to think clearly, he knew what it felt like and he knew how it always made one speak either empty words or those finished hibernating, spilling all one’s deepest thoughts. He could not categorize them, not like this so he turned the ignition instead and music began playing.

It encouraged you to shift and lean forward and open the glove compartment, rummaging through the glove compartment for his music. In it was a flashlight, at least five CDs, a pack of cigarettes, folded paper which seemed to be a map, a brochure, a couple of condoms and a belt. Curiously examining one of the foil packets you tipped your head to the side, eyes squinting and you went on to get the pack of cigarettes. Ari’s eyes constantly diverted to your actions but while he saw you so rigorously scrutinize the condom packet, he candidly had no idea what to say to you. He cleared his throat and shifted in his seat, driving the car to where he remembered your apartment to be located. Finding Judas Priest’s Sad Wings of Destiny album you inserted the cd and held your finger in the air, as if to tell Ari, who already was being uncharacteristically quiet, quiet and you closed your eyes, preparing yourself for the overwhelming sound of the majestic fade-in dual guitar passage. Ari grinned at this and made a turn, leaving the road on which the bar was situated.

Your right arm was thrown over your head and leaned back in the seat blowing smoke into the car, you had a difficult time remembering when you had last felt this relaxed, felt this good. Tilting your head in the slightest, unobtrusively watching Ari in awe, only falling deeper for this man and you cursed at yourself.

“What was that?”

“Oh, nothin’,” brushed you off and wrapped your lips around the cigarette. Most of your lipgloss had worn off so it did not stick to your lips as you pulled it away, though a shade of red was left.

Ari reached over to take the cigarette from you and you went to roll down the window, leaning your head against the side, hair tossed by the wind. The street lights seemed so pretty at this time. It had to be midnight by now and people were out on the streets having fun, celebrating weekend finally had come. Tonight you had celebrated something else, someone else and it was someone special. The thought he likely was to leave again soon distressed you and perhaps there was, in fact, nothing to celebrate. He could be going back there, he could get hurt. And it hurt you so bad, being so close to him and able to plead for him to not leave you behind again; for you knew you had no choice in that matter; it was not up to you.

“You alright over there?” quizzed Ari, casting glances your way after you had been quiet for a while.

“Ari, I can feel the Earth moving.”

He laughed, eyes on the road. “That’s the car, Y/N.”

“No, I’m serious—like the actual rotation. . . Wow,” whispered you, holding your hands to the sides of your head to keep it from spinning.

You were beginning to feel nauseous and closed your eyes again, but quickly found out it would not help your case, if not exacerbate the situation entirely. You rolled the window further down and retreated the cigarette.

“So are you staying this time?” asked you bluntly and adjusted your pencil skirt, gaining Ari’s attention and as he came to a red light he carefully looked at you, wondering if you wanted him to stay. Then your boyfriend came to his mind and he could feel his chest rise instinctively, the very thought putting a bitter taste in his mouth.

His lips parted, irresolute. “For some time, yeah.”

To be honest, Ari did not want to. He had little that was waiting for him here, even his child and ex-wife had learned to see little of him and if he could not even be frank about his feelings for you, he saw no meaning of wasting his time away in a place he could not help anyone. It was one of the chivalrous traits you always had admired, his selflessness and although it accounted for a larger fraction of his personality, you had so wished he sometimes would take the time for himself. He deserved to settle at some point, lean back in his seat and be content with what he had accomplished for it was worth the Nobel prize you thought. Another attribute was that his boss had told him to take some time off. For once had he not gotten fired for recklessness, so that must have counted for something, howbeit Ari understood he was not getting back in the field until he had taken some time to contemplate.

“Sick, then maybe I don’t have to get into a loop of thinking how desperate you are to avoid me seeing as you’re always away for fuckin’ years at a time,” you tone was hostile, though the layer of humor that was laced in your tone, let him know: no hard feelings.

Ari laughed and you had to hold yourself upright, to gain what balance seemed a stranger to you.

“Please don’t think that Y/N,” chuckled he and when you looked back to him his eyes sparkled so beautifully, the various lights of the streets reflecting and Rob Halford’s soothing voice did nothing to make your knees any less weak. You smiled at Ari, his glee so contagious and you felt your face flush with red. Your head fell in a shaking manner, the smile slowly fading while your eyes softened and looked at the dark sky, the blue canvas sprinkled with shining stars. Observant as ever, Ari was quick to notice your changed demeanor. “You don’t actually think that, do you?”

Once turning your head your lips parted to respond, but his face held a concoction of all melancholic. You offered him a wistful smile, eyes growing heavy by the minute and trailing down his body. “Of course not.”

Settling with a dubious nod in forbearance, Ari could not keep his mind from wandering, trying his best to not conjecture a wild deduction.

He then decided to change the subject, mentally scolding himself as soon as the words escaped his lips for surely that was not someone he wanted to talk about. “So how’s Dan?”

“Dan?” You took a minute to process the name when a flow of memories lit in your mind. “Oh, Dan! We’re eh. . . I thought you knew, we’re not together anymore.”

Admittedly you felt as if your heart punctured at the very thought of a longlasting relationship. Your previous partner, Dan, had been the one to introduce you to Ari and while you had known him for a large part of your life, your love had faded over the years. It was inevitable and his wicked nature could never have been something you could adapt to, neither did you want to. He never physically had hurt you, which was a sort of problem for if you were to talk to anyone about your problems, that seemed to be what mattered. Not the fact that he was possessive, dangerously toxic and emotionally abusive. It was something no one could picture him as for upon barely knowing the guy, he was the kind you would look to for comfort and for help, although when engaged to him he was the closest thing to a monster you had ever met. Your parents especially were a party unable to comprehend your decision, excited for the blooming family and resolute on having granddaughters- and sons within the next decade. To think they scolded you for ending an unhealthy relationship was beyond your comprehension.

“I didn’t,” murmured Ari quietly. He was not proud to admit it but his heart was running wild as he realized this was the first time you were single in all the time he had known you. He thought it made him a bad man, to think you would be ready to jump into his arms after ending a long relationship. While you were ready for just that, you knew you could not just do such a careless thing. He had enough on his plate, you were certain. The last thing Ari needed was the remains of his old friend’s wreckage ex. “When was this?”

“A couple of months ago,” responded you, lifting the cigarette to inhale before flicking the stub out of the window. Beside you, Ari merely let out a hum, so you went on, feeling almost obligated to defend yourself regarding your wise decision. “But to be honest I had wanted to break it off for a long time.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” mumbled you, fiddling with your nail polish. “We just didn’t. . . Click anymore.”

“Y/N, Dan never—” Ari paused his surely overconfident words, choosing carefully how to phrase himself. He knew it was not in his right to show his curiosity, but he could not deny Dan always had been rather violent tendencies. “Mistreated you, did he?”

Gulping at the very thought, you sucked in on your cheeks and looked back out of the window. Swallowing the lump in your throat, Ari noticed how you uncomfortably shifted in your seat. Whether it was the want for pity or need to be honest with someone you hoped with all your heart could understand, you decided to not be completely secluded.

“Not physically, no.”

Ari bit down on his lip, feeling his ragged breath through his nostrils. A moment passed before spoke. “Are you happy?”

You smiled and looked over, his eyes already waiting for you. “I’m happier.”

“Good.”

. . .

Stumbling inside your home, you threw the keys on the table and went directly for the kitchen while Ari closed the door after you. You filled a glass with water and found some pills to prevent the headache you would experience in the morning. Tripping over your own feet, Ari took the time to stop you on have you against the table.

“Hey, hey, let’s get these off before you sprain your ankle,” adviced he on got on his knees before you. You could not help but chuckle at the sight, dropping your head back and closing your eyes.

Pulling the heels off of your feet you felt the cold floor on your bare skin and shivered to look back down. His head was pointed down and his blond hair fell gorgeously in front of his face and to get a better look at him, you sat on the floor before him, once again he hovered you.

“What are you doing?” grinned he a funny look on his face.

You took another sip of the water, eyelids nearly closing as you looked at him through your eyelashes. “I just wanted to get a better look at you. While you were away I feared I would forget you.”

“Did you now?”

“Yeah. Can I kiss you?”

With shock at the sudden ask Ari’s eyes widened, a line forming between his brows in puzzlement. “What?”

“Please,” coaxed you and put your hand on his chest, yet made no move to connect your lips.

Stunned, Ari at in a daze, unsure whether to do what he had only ever dreamed of or tell you off. You were unequivocally inebriated and would it not be wrong of him to make his advance in such a vulnerable state? Did you even want to kiss him, or did you simply want a kiss? Ari knew what being lonesome felt like.

A monosyllabic laugh fell from his lips and you distanced yourself, giving him a look. “Let’s get you to bed, Y/N.”

Groaning as he helped you to your feet, you let him lead the way to your bedroom.

“I can walk fine by myself,” proclaimed you and just like that, Ari gave you a doubtful look and let go subsequent to you nodding your head avidly. You fell right to the ground and breathed out. “Can’t help but think you did that on purpose.”

“Come on,” laughed he and got you back up, this time holding you closer to his body and you leaned your head on him as you allowed him to lead you in the dark.

Getting you unharmed into the bedroom, Ari turned on the lamp on the bedside and sat you on the bed. Before doing anything else, you fell back and exhaled deeply, beginning to unbutton your dress shirt.

“Uh, Y/N—”

“Won’t you stay with me tonight, Ari?”

While he emitted a guttural sound Ari drew his hand through his hair, then scratched at his beard. “Uh, I don’t know, Y/N. I don’t think you would be comfortable with me here in the morning.”

You moaned out, hands dropping to your side as you gave up on the impossibly small buttons. Pushing yourself up by your elbows, you were leaned back and looked so inviting as your eyes locked.

Truthfully, Ari could not tell if you were purposefully toying with him or what was going on, but he could not wrap his head around the fact that you for once gave yourself to him in other circumstances than those of his fantasies.

“No, I would, I just—I promise I won’t do. . . Anything you don’t want, just—I don’t want to be alone.” So it was simply loneliness, thought Ari despondent. “You don’t even have to stay here all night, just. . . Just please, I hate being alone.”

Sucking in a deep breath, Ari looked around himself, as if to make sure no one was around and he shifted on his feet. Your eyes were watching him with care and it was then he heeded the glossy coating on your eyes. His jaw clenched and unclenched and he sat down beside you.

Pushing yourself up fully you found his delicate gaze.

“I’ll stay. Only to make sure you don’t drown in vomit.”

A smile crept up on your lip, curling it mischievously and you leaned back on the mattress.

[neotericbitch]

a sequel to DarqAnon

part the first

It’s quite abusive, there I said it, how you’re allowed to force a ritual onto a child, whether it be reciting an anthem or staring at the sun, before their brain has developed enough to comprehend the significance. In fact, doing so makes it more likely that as the child grows up, they will never truly find meaning in the action! How sad is that? I’d never force anything on my son.

Growing up, staring into the sun was something I never understood. For a long time I didn’t, I couldn’t conceive of the satisfaction or happiness my family derived from it. It meant something to them, so they tried to teach it to me, but it never meant anything to me. I understood that the sun was their god, but because I never truly believed, I couldn’t grasp how or why it would be important to them to stare up at it, burning their eyeballs out of their sockets. Their god was sending a clear message, do not look at me. Why would they do it anyway?

Oh, but - do keep in mind that that’s all in the past. I understand now. I understand perfectly.

Valkyrie Cain has the most brilliant black eyes. Truly, her every feature is marvellous, her sharp nose, her expressive mouth - but I always go back to the eyes. For Crandall, it’s her hands. They’ve shared many times over many meetings, to the point where I find it very annoying, that they want nothing more than to feel her hands on the sides of their head before she crushes it. I think it’s a nice little fantasy to have, just stop telling us about it. I have only ever shared what I wanted two, maybe three times. That’s an acceptable amount of times! Any more is overdoing it, Crandall! Crandall, I know you’re listening. I’ve been able to feel it even when a very good Sensitive is in my head, Crandall, and you are not a very good Sensitive.

Beside me they turn their head away. Why would they want to listen to my thoughts, anyway, when Valkyrie is here? I suppose I understand their hesitance. Darquesse, goodness - Darquesse wouldn’t stand for anyone hearing her thoughts, absolutely not! To attempt it on her would be a high offence. But Crandall, if you’re still listening, I’d say go ahead for the time being. Darquesse isn’t here. Not yet.

Looking at her, it all makes sense. I want to call up my mother and tell her I understand, I understand wanting - needing! - to look at something, even if it does not want you to. The sun may try to blind you. Valkyrie may glare and scream and curse. But you simply cannot look away.

I cannot call up my mother, of course. She has been dead for a hundred years, and I’m busy right now - and I don’t think there’s mobile phone reception here anyway.

For this week’s Thursday meeting, 6 to 7:30, we have made a temporary move from the community hall to the vault, generously donated for DA’s use by Nicki, who we had to murder. Dear girl, she didn’t want to let me hold the meeting here this week. I suggested it at the end of last week’s meeting and everyone was very excited. A hundred meters beneath the spot where Darquesse opened her portal to another dimension and disappeared - we’re so lucky to have this place! Of course everyone wants to come here whenever we have the opportunity! But Nicki said no. Nicki said to me, “Isserley, these meetings have been really great, you are a good organiser and I’m very happy to have met everyone, but I think what you’re planning is wrong. Please return the vault key to me.” So we had to kill her.

And here we are tonight, and I almost wish Nicki were here so I could say, to think you didn’t want this! The meeting is going very well, I think it’s our best one yet. 6:40 and we’re just about to finish setting up, we’re a neat little group of people. We won’t go over time at all! I’d like to say that I, being an incredibly organised person, have been a good influence on my fellow DA-goers.

Salma finishes painting the symbol on the ground. Her designs are ugly, but she has a steady hand and knows how best to use the petrol paste, a very special concoction. No one else could have done this job - though I must admit, I am a bit envious. Easy, Isserley! Remember, your job is the most important. Without you, this wouldn’t work. Without you, Valkyrie would not even be here.

Salma reaches for Valkyrie. She thrashes wildly - and I can’t say I blame her! I wouldn’t want Salma to touch me, either! Haha. But it really won’t do for her to behave this way, we really need her complete cooperation, so I motion to Respite at the wall and he turns the crank, tightening the chains attached to the bound cuffs at her every limb. She is pulled tight, and by the sounds of it it’s not a very comfortable experience, but now she is tense and mostly still - perfect for Salma to draw the symbol on her wrists and stomach.

She puts up a hell of a fight when Respite disconnects the chains from the wall and reconnects them to the floor, at each corner of where the symbol has been painted so she is now seated in the centre. I can’t help but smile! She reminds me of one of those beautiful shrine maidens. If only I’d thought of that earlier. I would have put this off one more week and gotten an outfit made. But the clothes she put on herself this morning are more than lovely. Darquesse will like them. Darquesse will like being back.

Valkyrie keeps straining and trying to get up, the poor dear! I wish I could go over there and pat her face, like I used to pat my son’s when he was resisting me - I wish I could tell her everything will be alright. But I know, even chained and without magic, she could certainly find a way to kill me if I were within reach. And I don’t want her to kill me until the ritual is complete, of course! Otherwise what would be the point?

“I don’t even know,” Valkyrie growls - what a good word for it! Indeed, she is doing her very best to sound deep, dark and scary. Soon it will come naturally. “I don’t even know what you think this will do. It’s not a full moon, or a blood moon, or any kind of moon. It’s not a magical day, it’s not a holiday, it’s not even a day that means anything to me.”

It’s my birthday, but don’t tell anyone that. It’s my special little secret, my gift to myself.

“This sigil is totally made-up. It’s not going to do anything.” She tries to raise her hand to her face to wipe off some sweat, but the chain is too short. “Let me go and I’ll make it quick - because when Skulduggery gets here, he certainly fucking won’t.”

I crouch down to be on her level, and I’m filled with such...reverence. I understand. I understand. This is what I was supposed to feel kneeling in the sweltering heat for hours on end. I’m glad I feel it here instead.

“You will kill us,” I say. “But we’re not going to uncuff you, you’ll do that yourself.”

“What are you talking about?” She is so exasperated and so irritated and so wonderful. “These cuffs are bound. It doesn’t matter how great you think I am, I’m not that strong.”

“You will be! You will be.” In the corner of my vision I see Salma fidgeting. Salma!!! You’re ruining this!! To make her stop, I gesture at her so she can speak and stop annoying everyone with her movements.

“The sigil you’re sitting on,” she fires off in her horrible, grating voice, “and the sigils that are on you are my own designs. Just because you haven’t seen them before doesn’t mean they won’t work. They’ll work.” Her lip trembles and she bows her head. “I’m sorry you don’t...believe in me.”

Valkyrie stares for a moment. “You’re completely nuts.” Nuts! Aah! That’s the word I use to describe her! How exciting!

“They’ll work, I swear. I promise. We only need to activate them, and...” Salma looks to me. Unfortunately, I have to stand up now and go back to looking down on Valkyrie. It’s okay, though. It’s okay. Soon she’ll be looking down on me.

For now, she doesn’t look at me at all. She looks down at where she’s put her arms on her knees, wrists facing out. Perhaps Supreme Mage Sorrows once gave her a lesson on what certain strokes can mean, perhaps she’s trying to work out how to counteract our symbol.

She’s fabulous and smart, yes, but she won’t be able to work it out. I am confident. I snap my fingers, summoning a bright, orange flame into my hand. She lifts her head, looks me directly in the eye, and I smile widely. Very widely. Not widely enough. I hope, before Darquesse kills me, she at least takes the time to appreciate what I’m doing for her. I hope she recognises how much I love her. No - I don’t hope. I know. She will. She must.

I take a step forward and crouch again, reaching my hand out to the edge of the symbol on the ground. My flame will catch onto the petrol paste and spread immediately. Valkyrie will be burned, but only a little bit! Just a little bit. Long enough for the fire to catch the symbols on her skin, and she will be protected - and Darquesse will be summoned back into her. She will be complete again.

Before my flame touches the paste, Valkyrie shoots her hand out and smudges the line, which gives me just about the fright of my life! Thank goodness I have such incredible reflexes, otherwise I wouldn’t have jerked my hand away in time. The paste would have caught on fire and surely burned her to death! She rubs her wrists together, wiping away the symbols written there, then kicks her legs out from under her so she’s in a more traditional butt-to-ground position, but that means she’s made the ground symbol worse and displaced dirt into my face.

It’s hard to love her when she has literally blinded me. That whole thing about the sun and everything, it was more of a metaphor. I still love her of course! I’m only taken aback. Anything I may say as I fall backwards isn’t really my fault, since she’s the one who kicked dirt in my eyes. It's more of my reflexes. I never would say anything of the sort to her under normal circumstances. Never.

“You bitch!”

What an inconvenience. I don’t get to see any of what happens next! I only hear the door flying open and gunshots, the sounds of my people yelling and trying to fight. Punches, kicks, bodies falling to the ground. When I hear Salma scream and feel her blood land on my face, I can’t help it! I can’t help it but think, serves you right for putting a cent in the collection tray every week!

“Skulduggery, the-”

“Valkyrie. Are you alright?” Is that him getting on his knees? Maybe he understands after all. “Are you hurt?”

“My skin’s burning, let me loose so I can get this shit off me. The crank on the wall, I think that controls the cuffs.”

I roll onto my side and wipe the dirt from my eyes. I hear Pleasant at the wall, turning the crank back and hitting the release. It’s terribly uncomfortable, but I can open my eyes and see well enough - and what I see is Crandall dead next to me! It’s such a shock, my heart skips at least three beats. That rotten Pleasant. What a barbarian. I lift my head as carefully as I can, so I won’t be noticed. Valkyrie has lifted her shirt to get the symbol off her stomach and cannot see me.

This is so unfair. I put so much work into this plan. It was so hard to trap her! I was going to bring Darquesse back. Me. Not Crandall, not Salma. Not Nicki. Her black eyes would have bored into my skull and killed me and I would have been good and happy. Huh! Maybe I'm not too different to those Faceless worshippers who go blowing themselves up in public places.

“Isserley. I thought that was you.” Pleasant. Pleasant is talking to me. “How have you been?”

Valkyrie snaps her head up at him. “You know her?”

“We’ve seen her in the High Sanctuary.”

“Jesus. Is there anyone you don’t remember.”

“No.” He reaches out and wipes the rest of the symbol off her stomach in one motion. I have dirt in my eyes but I see how her tummy kind of curls in a bit as she drops her shirt down.

That should be me. That should be me. I love her more than anyone. I burst into tears.

“She tried to set me on fire.”

“I think a list of people who haven’t tried to set you on fire would be shorter than a list of those who have.” I hear the clink of handcuffs. “Come on, now, Isserley.”

I let my head drop back onto the ground and stare up at the ceiling. I do not take one more look at Valkyrie. I’m not worthy. I’m not worthy. I failed. “Why don’t you just kill me.” I’m not even aware of myself saying it, to be honest! Just one of those things that...slips out...

“She makes a good point, Skulduggery.”

“Can’t be done. We should leave at least one cultist alive to arrest, so why not take the woman in charge?”

“How do you know she’s the one in charge?”

His terrible skull fills my vision as he looks down at me. You know, hearing him talk this much at one time has jogged my memory. And he does happen to wear very beautiful suits. My mouth falls open. “You’re-”

Valkyrie was startled for a moment by the sudden gunshot. Shoulders tensed, she looked over to Skulduggery standing over the woman, gun still pointed into a face that didn’t really exist anymore.

“What made you change your mind?” she asked as he put the revolver away. Skulduggery came over to her and brushed some hair out of her face, went back to fussing over the injuries she sustained on her way here.

“Too talkative,” he said, and she laughed and teased him about being a hypocrite.

[fanders-fic-awards]

To Thank a Patton (Summer Fic Comp 18)

Summary: Patton does a lot for everyone. Logan would like to show his thanks for all he does. He gets some help from Roman and Virgil. 

Trigger warning: Talk of food

WC: 3227

Ballot

There was a timid knock at Romans door. When he opened it he more or less expected it to be Virgil, not Logan, who was looking quite shy at the moment. Though he did his best to hide it behind his proper posture and note book he held.

“Can you help me?” Was his blunt statement.

“Well, hello to you Logic.” He replied with a light huff of laughter, propping himself on his door frame.

Logan looked embarrassed, grip tightening on his book. “Apologies, its just that I’m finding myself, stuck. I am at a loss for what options I could take.”

“Ah! So, you sought out a prince to save the day! Well Creativity is at your service, what may be troubling you, teach?”

“It, well…” A blush spread across Logan’s cheeks as he became more flustered. Enough that he just thrust the book he was holding toward Roman. “Just open it, it explains it all.”  The logical trait said and with nothing to hold, crossed his arms as if to keep his insecurity at bay. For Logan to get flustered like this so rapidly it must be a more serious problem if he was to go out and seek help.  

Roman carefully cracked open the notebook looking at the neat lines of notes, writings and thoughts that were spread across the pages. That wasn’t what struck him though, it was what it was about.

            How to Properly Thank Patton was the title on the very first page with a list of jot-noted ideas and numbers corresponding to pages where the idea was more thought out. It was quite elaborate and well thought out. Roman wouldn’t have expected any less. He glanced up seeing how apprehensive he looked.

“Logan, all these ideas are good,” he reassured. “I don’t see why you are requesting my help, not that I wont help, but I don’t think you need it.”

“That’s just the thing, you said that they are good. Not great, not fantastic, just good. They are all good ideas, I know that but… they lack a certain, heart, to them.”

“So you thought creativity would help.” Roman said, connecting the dots of Logan’s thought process.

“In a sense, yes.”

“Well, come on in, we have a list to go through.” He gestured with a smile, sweeping his arm back to reveal his room in a dramatic sense that only had Logan rolling his eyes.

Romans room was actually quite easy to work I, despite the posters hung up everywhere and all the theater memorabilia scattered on shelves and on top of the dresser. His desk was tidy and easy to work on and with the influence of the room, and Romans help they rapidly narrowed down the long list to a few really good ideas. Yet after that, they were again starting to get stuck.

“This is the problem I encountered before. A few good ideas but I can’t make a decision on which one to go with. Logan pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, pushing his glasses askew. Roman sighed.

“Maybe we are thinking to much, why do you want to thank Patton in the first place?” the creative trait asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Thanking Patton is always a great idea, but in this case, it is to broad of an idea to pick one good idea for. So, if we narrow it down to what we want to thank him for, we can tailor the gift to show that.” Roman explained.

“Well… I do want to thank him in general. For helping us, for helping me with my emotions, to understand them better and recognising them in others. He helped us understand Virgil better and for finding a good friend in him. For taking care of us, checking in and making us smile when we’re sad. For always being a light that guides us, keeping us all balanced. For making us supper and really bringing us together as a family. All those things, everything. I want to thank Patton for being himself. What if we do the power point, addressing each of those topics?”

“That is a lot to thank Patton for. The power point does not really convey the emotions you expressed at all, its just words on a screen. How about… we give him a field full of doggos in the imagination!”

“You do that all the time for him already. Its not really a thanks that way. It has to be special.”

“Well, what combines the emotions of joy and love and explain the sentiment behind the actions to be thankful for all Patton does?”

“Well, Patton always makes a special meal or overdoes breakfast for us to make us happy. What if we do that?”

“That does not seem large enough. What if we do a pick nick in the imagination?” Roman proposed.

“Does this go back to your dog field idea?” Logan asked.

“Sort of, okay, just the pick nick, with only a single puppy.” Roman relented.

“Maybe. What if we do a movie night?”

“We do that all the time. That is not original.”

“Doesn’t have to be original, just unique. We marathon all of Patton’s favourites.”

“Okay, better than before, but with a smorgasbord of all his favourite desserts, cookies, cake, ice cream, the works.”

“That’s a really good addition. These are all really good ideas, the best ones. How do we narrow it down to one?”

“What if… we don’t?”

“What do you mean?” Logan was curious.

“What if we do all the ideas. Breakfast in the morning, a mid afternoon picknick in the imagination, and then when we come back we make a pillow fort and watch movies the rest of the night?”

“That, actually sounds like a really good plan. How do we keep Morality from knowing? This would be a really good surprise.”

“Easy, just don’t tell him.” Roman stated.

“That is not as easy as you think it is. He can tell when we’re holding something back. And you know we can’t say no when he gets that look.” Logan pointed out.

“Then we be really careful. Distract him and complete tasks as quick as possible. Would tomorrow be okay to do this for Patton?”

“That should give us enough time to prepare the picknick supplies and make sure we’re ready for breakfast and be out of the kitchen before he comes in to make supper.”

“Perfect!” Roman beamed, smile bright and big. He closed the notebook giving it back and he all but pranced out of his room down the hallway toward the kitchen.  Logan followed at a much more sedate pace.

Lucky the whole main floor was clear and the kitchen was relatively clean.

“What are we even going to take the food in?” Logan asked, clearing space on the counter.

“Easy, this basket!” With a flourish of his hands Roman conjured up a wicker picknick basket, red checkered blanket and all.

“Very nice, how much can it hold?”

“As much as we want, and weight won’t be a problem.”

“Good, I was thinking of using the nicer dishes since this is a special event. They wont break, will they?”

“Of course not! What kind of picknick? Fancy to the nines of royalty hors d’oeuvres, or crackers, PB and J and juice?” Roman asked.

“I was kind of thinking a build-your-own-sandwich idea. If we were to make the whole meal now, they would get soggy and that is not what we want, but if we bring all the necessary supplies we can make as fancy or simple sandwich as we want. Cheese, various deli slices, pickles, tomatoes, lettuce, Crofters, watermelon, grapes, apples, crackers, juice is a good idea, and salad. The usual well put together lunch.”

“That sounds like a good plan, and you are thinking of everything.”

“I am Logic, of course I think of everything.” He smirked, setting aside the chosen dishes and cutlery. “Now help me prepare the food, we still have to get breakfast ready and cookies.”

With a smile and flourish they got to work. Logan was astounded that with each addition to the basket that there was still space. Even after the travel pitcher of juice of juice and the containers of fruits and vegetables was added.

“Roman, what is taking so long with the lunchmeat?” The creative side had conjured up enough deli meat to supply a small store and had insisted in creating a fancy tray to place it all on. Even though they were going to remove pieces from it almost immediately. Their time was running tight if they were going to get everything finished.

“Its almost finished, I swear!”

“You said that five minutes ago, and it looked completely fine last time. What you have now is more than sufficient.” Logan insisted, walking over to Romans side.

“I object, its always In the smallest details and you know Patton picks up on those heartfelt ones right away.” Roman fixed a couple rolls of ham, adjusting the angle to fit another one in on the circular plate. There was already more than enough product to feed them twice over. Logan reached over to take the plate.

“We wont even be able to eat all of this as it is, especially with all the other food.”

“It has to be perfect!” Roman insisted, blocking Logan with his elbow.

“It already is perfect, I see no flaws.” He tried reaching around grabbing the edge of the plate.

“That is because you’re not creating it! And let go!” Roman grabbed the other side of the plate, tugging it back towards him.

“If I can see no flaw, Patton won’t either.” Logan pulled it toward him.

“That doesn’t matter, it has to be perfect!” Roman tugged it back, strengthening his hold.

“It is good as it is, and out time is running short.”  Logan tugged it back firmer.

“Its not perfect!” Roman attempted to lift the plate away.

“Yes, it is!” Logan reached more.

“No, its not!” Roman tugged.

“We are on a time limit.” Logan pulled.

“We have plenty of time!” Roman yanked back.

“No, we don’t.” Logan still had his grip.

“Yes, we do!” Roman insisted, pulling.

“No we- oh!” Logan’s grip failed, and with Roman’s pull, the plate flipped, spilling the dish on the counter and floor. Also, all over Roman’s white jacket. They both floundered there for a moment, gasping at each other stunned.

“Do I want to know what just happened?” Logan and Roman jolted, looking to find a very tired Virgil. His sweater hood was half way up, covering some of the mop of his floofy hair that showed that he just rolled out of bed. Despite his question, Virgil stepped into the kitchen moving around the mess. “Is that coffee?” He asked, pointing to the half full pot still in the brewer.

It was a moment before Logan found his voice. “Yes, it is. But its from this morning and cold by now. You can always reheat it in the microwave if you desire.”

“Nope, its good the way it is.” Virgil reached for the box of cereal in the cupboard and poured it in to a bowl. He then reached for the pot. To their astonished horror he poured the cold caffeinated bean juice also into the bowl. The anxious trait then proceeded to spoon a large mouthful as if he was not committing a horrendous act of culinary sin.

“So, what’cha doin’?” he asked again, sitting on a clear spot of counter.

“We- uh, a picknick.” Roman stuttered.

“And breakfast for Patton. To say thankyou. It is a surprise though.”

“So why’s that need to have Roman covered in sliced bologna?”

“It does not!” The prince huffed and started picking off the offending fine deli selection. “And why are you so chill right now?”

Virgil shrugged. “’Dunno, Thomas is good, I just woke up from some actual sleep and I’m seeing you covered in lunch meat. Though now that you say that, there is some nervousness floating around.”

“Yes, well, we are on a time sensitive plan and we are set back further now. I do say its okay to be slightly anticipatory of how things are going along.”

“You should be, all my hard work is gone!” Roman lamented, picking up the rest of the mess off the floor.

“It would not be if you just listened.”

“It would be in the basket by now if you had let me finish instead of interrupting.”  

“Guys, please. Why am I the voice of reason? Roman, can’t you just conjure up the thing. It would be exactly how you imagine it, and Logan. A better explanation?” Virgil pleaded. Roman harrumphed but did close his eyes hands moving out.

“Well, I want to thank Patton for all he has done for us. I was stuck on ideas to show that, so I went to Roman and we came to the solution of giving him a special breakfast, a picknick in Roman’s realm-“

“With a dog!”

“Yes, with a single dog, and then a marathon of his favourite movies for the evening with cookies and other treats. We’re just about finished packing the picknick basket. But we got, side tracked.”

“And it a surprise?”

“Yes, it is.”

“And there’s still breakfast to make and tones of cookies to bake.”

“Yes.”

 “You guys are lucky I’d do anything for Patton too.” Virgil finished his cereal concoction and slid off the counter.

“Ah ha!” Roman exclaimed, and a very fancy tray topped high with select deli cuts appeared in his hand, garnish and lid already placed. He had a bright smile on stepping to the basket.

“How’s that gonna fit- oh, okay.” Virgil said impressed and surprised as the large tray fit into the basket and Roman closed the flap.

“I try to not question it also.” Logan commented. “Not that lunch is ready, I was thinking waffles and fruit for breakfast. Since Patton usually has pancakes made. Something different would be a good change.”

“Do we even have a waffle maker?” Virgil asked.

“We will soon!” Roman exclaimed. Seconds later a large clunk hit the counter, a fresh waffle press landed right next to the basket. Roman looked exceptionally pleased with himself.

Prepping breakfast was quite easy. The fruit was cut and trayed quickly and the batter mix was whipped up swiftly. And with Virgil as an extra set of hands keeping everything together and tidy, watching out for messes and accidents, there was a lit less squabbling than before. Logan stalled though, when it got to cookie making.

“I, actually have never made cookies before.” He admitted.

“What, really? With all the precise measuring that goes into baking you never actually made cookies before?”

“Patton has always baked. He sometimes askes for my help, but other than reading the recipe, I never really did any of the actual work that goes into making cookies.”

“You know, how sometimes I can’t sleep at night?” Virgil hesitantly spoke up. He immediately had Logan’s and Romans attention, which had him ducking a little bit under his hood. “I, uh, Patton and I would bake. Usually cookies, but sometimes other things, but usually cookies and he keeps me company and all that. So, I know what Patton knows of cookie baking.”

“You do! That’s wonderful!” Roman exclaimed, a bright smile erupting on his face.

“Quiet please Roman!” Logan asked. “It is getting close to the time Patton comes down stairs. This is supposed to be a surprise.”

“I know, I know, but everything is pulling together so perfectly! I’m just excited.”

“Well, put that excitement into mixing batter. We have a couple dozen cookies to make.”

Despite his nervousness, Virgil did well in directing Logan and Roman in baking cookies. Showing the two all he knew from his own experiences. Logan could see how baking cookies was fun with the measuring and methodical process of mixing the dry ingredients and wet ingredients and how it would be soothing to Virgil anxiousness.

They got through a couple batches before things predictably started to go off the track. Roman was mixing up the dry ingredients for oatmeal chocolate chip cookies when he overturned the spoon to much, flinging the mechanical mixture onto Virgil. The creative trait didn’t have a chance at apologising when Virgil took a pinch of the mix and flicked it at Roman. Who of course took offence and before Logan had a chance to step in and mediate the two were squabbling and dusting flower into each others hair and poking white spots onto each others cheek. The smiles showing told that this was fun, playful banter giggles and laughs filling the room. And that it was not a more serious disagreement.

So caught up in the action the three didn’t notice when a fourth entered the room.

“You guys are making cookies without me! You’re so lucky I love you guys.” Pattons cheerful exclamation announced his presence.

The others froze, Roman and Virgil pausing mid movement and Logan spun around wide eyed.

“Patton.” Logan blatantly stated. “I, uh, this isn’t-” He stuttered.

“Oh, don’t worry. I’m not really mad at all. I’m just surprised that I wasn’t invited to this cookie making fest. It smells wonderful in here!”

“You, uh, were not supposed to find out yet, actually.” The logical trait admitted. Patton looked all the move confused, tilting his head in that inquisitive look. Logan looked to Roman and Virgil. Both shrugged, disturbing the flower settled on them, the kitchen floor looked like it had snow falling on it. They didn’t know what to do either.

“I wanted to say thankyou for all the work and support you give us. And all the help you have given me in learning emotions and helping me recognise them. You do so much for us. I just want to recognise that.”

“Aw, Logan, you don’t have to go through all this work to say thankyou. I know you guys appreciate it already. You all show it in little ways, the ways you guys smile, the help given to each other and the attempts and learning to understand each other better. This is a wonderful surprise; you guys didn’t have to do anything.”

 “But I wanted to, and now the surprise is not a surprise anymore.”

“But you did surprise me! All of you working together and tones of cookies. All my favourite people gathered in one room and enjoying it. That is a wonderful gift.”

“Well,” Roman spoke up, dusting off the flower. “If you don’t mind me spoiling some more of it, this was only a part of Logan’s plans, we were planning a picknick too!” He admitted, pulling out the basket.

“And we have breakfast planned too, a full day for you.”  Virgil added.

“Aww, you guys! This really is wonderful. We can still do what you all planned, but we can all make cookies now! This is the best gift ever, group hug!” Patton moved forward, not caring about the mess that was still on Virgil and Roman, the flower getting on to every one’s clothes. He snagged all three of them in a tight hug, not letting go till the smoke alarm went off for the cookies in the oven.

Well, they could always make some more.    

@k9cat 

[godaime-obito]

Kagatobi WIP

so id started a kagatobi thing before the semester took away all the time and energy i had for writing. ive tried to pick it up, and ive written some more but im not sure ill get back the feeling for it to finish it. if i decide not to finish it ill edit this and post it on ao3 but if i manage to get back inspiration i wont start posting till its almost finished. for now im posting it here, under the cut

Tobirama is exhausted. He’s been sorting through paperwork for far too long, and he knows he should go home soon, but there’s always another urgent form that needs taken care of immediately. He thought he had a lot of paperwork when he was just helping Hashirama, but since he stepped down and left the hat to Tobirama he’s been swamped. Anija has not returned the favor and given him any help, but to be honest when he does try to help it often makes things take longer.

He sighs, and goes to move on to the next form, when one of his anbu guards descend from their post to stand behind him. “Rabbit,” he says without looking away from the form, “What is it?”

“You look like you’ll have an aneurysm if you do any more paperwork, and it’s almost midnight. I can imagine what the obituary would be now: Nidiame-sama dead of a stroke at only 38, could defeat any foe but triplicate forms.” He stops to chuckle a little at the absurdity. “So, I’m doing my job as your bodyguard and protecting you,” Kagami finishes answering, reaching over Tobirama to grab the rest of his paperwork, “I’m just protecting you from yourself instead of assassins.

“I need to get that done,” he reprimands, “put it back Rabbit.”

“It’ll wait till tomorrow just like it always did for Shodai-sama,” he countered. He plopped the papers down in a filing cabinet and slammed it shut before adding, “and did you make up the entire anbu just so you could make me a rabbit because if so that’s a very complicated way to tease me. Why couldn’t I be Tiger or something?”

“You just look like a rabbit to me,” he says. He stands up, giving in to the request to take a break. He imagines Kagami is right about the work waiting for him just like it did for his brother.

“Are you calling me cute?” he teases, and Tobirama can tell he’s smiling behind the mask.

He hums agreeably and then teases back, dead-pan, “Don’t forget how fluffy and short you are. You’re a very soft little bunny, but I couldn’t just call you bunny, of course, since everyone else was getting adult animal names.”

Kagami sniffs, affronted, and pouts. “If you were any less of a sucker for order and regulations you’d have done it anyway,” he gripes. “Don’t come back in to work until after my shift guarding you is over, you should get a full night of sleep for once,” he calls out, as he moves back into position to follow Tobirama home.

Knowing Kagami can still hear him from his post he replies, “You shouldn’t order your Hokage around.” He’s mostly pocking at him, but he does have his image to think of if he wants to be able to scare all the various clan elders into line for village meetings. It almost gives him shivers just to think of what they’d try to pull if they thought he was willing to take orders from anyone except his own clan head.

He walks back to the compound briskly. Kagami’s shift ends in five hours, so he could still listen to him and be back to work by six in the morning. However, that isn’t really in the spirit of what he wanted, and will he really get much done if off duty Kagami shows up to nag him? No. He’ll wait a few extra hours then. He can sleep for about seven hours, have a quick breakfast, and be back in his office at nine.

Tobirama manages to avoid being derailed by Hashirama, or his granddaughter Tsunade whose only just learned to walk, but can still pull off grand panic inducing escapes. He arrives at Hokage tower just when planned. He pulls his paperwork out of the cabinet, and sets back to work. He’s regretting not having the time to get tea, when he heard a knock. Before he can invite Kagami in, because who else would it be, he swings the door open.

“Would you like some tea?” he asks setting a cup down on Tobirama’s desk without waiting for an answer.

“It looks like you already know the answer,” he replies. He takes a moment to hold the cup close to his face and bask in the steam. “Thanks. It’s nice to have some on reliable, responsible, around.”

“I’m not sure if that’s actually a compliment for me, or a vague insult for someone else, but I’ll take it,” Kagami chirps.

“The first paper I pulled out to look at today informed me that, my dear former student, Hiruzen somehow managed to set fire to part of the market earlier this week,” Tobirama grumbles in reply.

“I’m insulted, setting public property on fire is my clan’s job.”

“Don’t even think about it,” he warns.

“Kidding, kidding,” Kagami replies showing his palms in surrender, “no fun in the office, I get it.”

Tobirama gives him an exasperated stare. “I want it to be clear that if it weren’t so unbefitting for the Hokage to do so, I would roll my eyes at you,” he states evenly.

“Lies, Shodai-sama did things way less mature. The unasked-for hugging, the shouting, the crying,” he laments.

“All of that is why it’s important I keep high standards. I have a lot to make up for,” he clarifies.

Kagami stares, giving him a considering look, then drawls, “If you are always trying to balance out your brother it’s no wonder you never have any fun.” Perking up, he claps his hands together in front of himself and adds, “Shodai-sama was serious when it really counted though-”

“He was?”

“Don’t play dumb, it doesn’t suit you, and besides, you know best of all when he’s being serious,” he replies, crossing his arms. “Anyway, if you’re balancing him and he was serious occasionally, that means occasionally you have to have fun. I can’t remember the last time you did, so you’re overdo,” Kagami declares.

Tobirama has given up on getting any paperwork done with him here. Rubbing his temples, he slowly says, “I don’t like where this is going. I have a lot of paperwork, and issues to work on. For instance, your clan, who remain dangerously set apart, even now that Madara is no longer stirring up ill-sentiment.”

“That’s perfect! Think of it like multitasking. We’ll stay in at your place tonight, instead of you staying here till three in the morning, and we can brainstorm about how to help my clan together. I’d suggest we go out, but I know you’ll get more enjoyment at home with no strangers about,” Kagami gushes, sliding into a chair by the desk.

Tobirama didn’t realize that humans could talk that fast. He breathes out a deep sigh and responds, “Fine. Just let me do my paperwork now, and I’ll leave for the day at dinner.” His nose scrunches up as he adds, “I suppose if I don’t take breaks on my own, Anija will come to bug me instead of just you, and I’d much rather it be you.”

“Ah, your age-old talent of saying-something-that-I-can’t-tell-if-is-meant-as-a-compliment-or-an-insult,” he says wistfully, leaning his elbows on the desk, and resting his chin on his hands.

“Can’t it be both? It’s important I show my appreciation for all you do, but it’s also important as your friend that I don’t let you get a big head,” Tobirama deadpans.

“Right, what are friends for,” Kagami chuckles, “I’ll be sure to remember that the next time I want to compliment you.” He slides onto the desk and leans back with his ankles crossed. Tobirama would tell him to get off, but he sat on it almost the same way when Hashirama was Hokage, and even though he wasn’t there, he’s sure Kagami would somehow know and throw it back in his face. It’s best not to make a target of himself.

“Just stop by my house for dinner tonight, so you can eat with me and hold me captive in my own home to force me to stop working,” he huffed.

“Sure thing! See you later,” Kagami chirped, popping up from the desk. He slips quietly out of the room, as Tobirama turns back to his work, he has to go heckle Hiruzen a bit.

Tobirama has only just arrived home when he spots Kagami walking towards him. He’s holding some kind of take-out, which is good, because it’s late enough he doesn’t want to cook anything. Kagami knows him so well, or else he does not like his cooking. He hopes it’s the former, but it’s probably a little of both.

Noticing he’s been spotted, he calls out, “I picked up some udon. I figured you’d barely manage to beat me here.”

“My hero,” he replies. His tone is flat, but underneath he’s sincere. He opens the door, ushering Kagami in ahead of him. Tobirama heads in to the kitchen to make tea, while Kagami sits down at the kitchen table and sets out the food.

He sets out the tea, and joins the younger man at the table. He doesn’t bring up any of what they agreed to talk about yet, as he’s content to sit and eat in silence. Just being near Kagami is pleasant enough on its own, and he often finds a lot of words just bog down the atmosphere. It’s only when they finish eating, and move into the living room that he brings up their planned conversation.

“While you’ve got me on forced leave, tell me, do you have anything to discuss regarding the issue with your clan?” Tobirama inquires.

“I love it when you talk fancy,” Kagami sighs, his usual mixture of exaggeration and sincerity.

“That wasn’t ‘fancy’ talk, and please, answer the question,” he redirects.

He sits up in reply, settling into a more serious pose. “Well there hasn’t been any new big developments since we last spoke about it. Madara and other doubtfuls about the alliance got everyone riled up about trusting the village, growing unsettlement, not integrating probably, which makes things worse and worse as more clans have join, you know? Your normal signs of impending disaster,” Kagami says, slowly losing his serious air as he speaks.

The fact that it’s been getting worse means this isn’t a problem that will go away on its own. Tobirama is definitely going to have to do something, and preferably soon. After a beat, he says slowly, “Do you think your clan would settle if they felt they had a valuable purpose in the village? More than the new clans joining?”

Kagami perks up, cocking a brow. “Go on,” he says curiously.

“I think,” he starts, leaning in slightly, “that the Uchiha need reassured that they are vital to the village. Not that we want them to stay, but we need to them to stay. Or at least they need to feel like we need them, because if we do then it would not make sense for us to betray them.”

“Oh,” Kagami says, leaning in to mirror Tobirama, “I see. Well it’s worth trying, but what can we do to reassure my clansmen is the real question.”

Suddenly, Tobirama realizes how close they have gotten to one another. Leaning as they both are at the small table their faces are only centimeters apart. The atmosphere seems to shift for a moment, and he resists the urge to glance at Kagami’s lips. Pulling away, he refocuses on talking before he can blush. “That’s what we will have to figure out. Let’s give it some time and then reconvene,” he says stiltedly. Kagami likely did not even notice how close he was. He is much more prone to physical contact than Tobirama, who reasons to himself that he is probably reading too far into things.

“Right,” Kagami agreed, shifting back reluctantly. “I, uh, actually I should probably go now,” he adds looking at Tobirama considering, “Unless…”

“Unless, what?” he asks. He genuinely is not sure what Kagami could want at this point, after all he likely has much more interesting things to do than hang out with Tobirama. He is no one’s idea of an exciting time.

Kagami looks to be preparing to say something but then abruptly deflates. “Never mind,” he hesitates, “It’s nothing.” He pursed his lips, looking lost in thought, before standing up from the table.

Tobirama gives his farewell, and looks at the udon only partly finished on the table. He wonders what prompted that sudden departure. Deciding Kagami is perfectly capable of handling himself, Tobirama finishes eating and moves on to see if he can get some work done after all. He can wait to see if he will bring up what is bothering him on his own tomorrow.

Just as he’s sitting down at his home desk, he hears his door slam open. “Wait!” Tobirama hears called out from the entry. “I change my mind, I don’t have to go. I could feel you sit down to work from across town,” Kagami shouts walking towards the office. Strange, he thinks, but it is a relief to see he hasn’t altered his priorities any. Stopping Tobirama from getting any work done is still at the top of Kagami’s list.

“Get up from that desk,” he asserts, pointing a finger at him in an embellished motion. Tobirama lifts his hand in surrender and stands up. “Right, good,” Kagami continues, “I panicked, and left for a dumb reason, and we are going to ignore that decision.”

“Panicked?” Tobirama asks, mildly perplexed.

“I just said,” he retorted, “that we are going to ignore that. It didn’t happen.” Then he steps close to Tobirama, and presses a hand to his bicep to lead him down the hall. “We are going to sit in the living room, and talk about whatever thing you’re inventing, or book you’re reading, and not do any work,” Kagami asserts.  

That is, in fact, exactly what they do. As reluctant as he acted Tobirama is glad. It’s nice to talk to someone about his jutsus and his lab work who understands most of what he is saying, and doesn’t get bored half way through. He even manages not to have anymore, awkward almost-lip-staring moments, although the atmosphere he thinks only he may be feeling still descends part way into the night.

“I think I have to go for real this time. It’s getting pretty late,” Kagami moves to leave reluctantly, despite his frenzied departure earlier. Tobirama places his hand on the door frame as Kagami steps away from the entry. He turns back to face Tobirama, and steps closer placing his hand over his on the door frame.

Staring back at Kagami, Tobirama freezes, uncertain. “Is there something you need?” he asks quietly.

Looking determined Kagami states, “Actually, I am going to talk about earlier after all. I shouldn’t have just not left, I should’ve done this.” He grips Tobirama’s hand in his, and pulls it down from the frame towards himself, causing him to lean forward. Then pushing up on his toes to meet him, presses their lips together. For one, frightening, moment Tobirama doesn’t move, but then, as if coming back to himself suddenly, he moves his lips against Kagami’s. He moves in, shifting the angle, and interlocks their fingers. He pulls back, and runs his tongue across his lower lip. Kagami knows he should say something, but he finds he’s forgotten how to move his own tongue.

“I, yeah, that was what I…you kiss as good as I thought you would?” he stutters out. He managed to use his tongue, but unfortunately his brain still isn’t working.

“Have you thought about it much?” Tobirama replies with a smirk.

“Maybe regularly,” he admits, “but you kissed back, so I bet you thought about kissing me too, didn’t you?”

Tobirama hums his agreement, and Kagami abruptly feels rather stupid for not having just kissed him before. “If we’ve both been thinking off it for who knows how long, then we’ve wasted a lot of time we could have been kissing for real,” he whines.

“Perhaps,” Tobirama says thoughtfully, “we will have to make up for lost time.”

[ceejayheff]

home burial

He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Before she saw him. She was starting down, Looking back over her shoulder at some fear. She took a doubtful step and then undid it To raise herself and look again. He spoke Advancing toward her: ‘What is it you see From up there always—for I want to know.’ She turned and sank upon her skirts at that, And her face changed from terrified to dull. He said to gain time: ‘What is it you see,’ Mounting until she cowered under him. ‘I will find out now—you must tell me, dear.’ She, in her place, refused him any help With the least stiffening of her neck and silence. She let him look, sure that he wouldn’t see, Blind creature; and awhile he didn’t see. But at last he murmured, ‘Oh,’ and again, ‘Oh.’ ‘What is it—what?’ she said.                                          ‘Just that I see.’ ‘You don’t,’ she challenged. ‘Tell me what it is.’ ‘The wonder is I didn’t see at once. I never noticed it from here before. I must be wonted to it—that’s the reason. The little graveyard where my people are! So small the window frames the whole of it. Not so much larger than a bedroom, is it? There are three stones of slate and one of marble, Broad-shouldered little slabs there in the sunlight On the sidehill. We haven’t to mind those. But I understand: it is not the stones, But the child’s mound—’                             ‘Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,’ she cried. She withdrew shrinking from beneath his arm That rested on the banister, and slid downstairs; And turned on him with such a daunting look, He said twice over before he knew himself: ‘Can’t a man speak of his own child he’s lost?’ ‘Not you! Oh, where’s my hat? Oh, I don’t need it! I must get out of here. I must get air. I don’t know rightly whether any man can.’ ‘Amy! Don’t go to someone else this time. Listen to me. I won’t come down the stairs.’ He sat and fixed his chin between his fists. ‘There’s something I should like to ask you, dear.’ ‘You don’t know how to ask it.’                                              ‘Help me, then.’ Her fingers moved the latch for all reply. ‘My words are nearly always an offense. I don’t know how to speak of anything So as to please you. But I might be taught I should suppose. I can’t say I see how. A man must partly give up being a man With women-folk. We could have some arrangement By which I’d bind myself to keep hands off Anything special you’re a-mind to name. Though I don’t like such things ’twixt those that love. Two that don’t love can’t live together without them. But two that do can’t live together with them.’ She moved the latch a little. ‘Don’t—don’t go. Don’t carry it to someone else this time. Tell me about it if it’s something human. Let me into your grief. I’m not so much Unlike other folks as your standing there Apart would make me out. Give me my chance. I do think, though, you overdo it a little. What was it brought you up to think it the thing To take your mother-loss of a first child So inconsolably—in the face of love. You’d think his memory might be satisfied—’ ‘There you go sneering now!’                                           ‘I’m not, I’m not! You make me angry. I’ll come down to you. God, what a woman! And it’s come to this, A man can’t speak of his own child that’s dead.’ ‘You can’t because you don't know how to speak. If you had any feelings, you that dug With your own hand—how could you?—his little grave; I saw you from that very window there, Making the gravel leap and leap in air, Leap up, like that, like that, and land so lightly And roll back down the mound beside the hole. I thought, Who is that man? I didn’t know you. And I crept down the stairs and up the stairs To look again, and still your spade kept lifting. Then you came in. I heard your rumbling voice Out in the kitchen, and I don’t know why, But I went near to see with my own eyes. You could sit there with the stains on your shoes Of the fresh earth from your own baby’s grave And talk about your everyday concerns. You had stood the spade up against the wall Outside there in the entry, for I saw it.’ ‘I shall laugh the worst laugh I ever laughed. I’m cursed. God, if I don’t believe I’m cursed.’ ‘I can repeat the very words you were saying: “Three foggy mornings and one rainy day Will rot the best birch fence a man can build.” Think of it, talk like that at such a time! What had how long it takes a birch to rot To do with what was in the darkened parlor? You couldn’t care! The nearest friends can go With anyone to death, comes so far short They might as well not try to go at all. No, from the time when one is sick to death, One is alone, and he dies more alone. Friends make pretense of following to the grave, But before one is in it, their minds are turned And making the best of their way back to life And living people, and things they understand. But the world’s evil. I won’t have grief so If I can change it. Oh, I won’t, I won’t!’ ‘There, you have said it all and you feel better. You won’t go now. You’re crying. Close the door. The heart’s gone out of it: why keep it up. Amy! There’s someone coming down the road!’ ‘You—oh, you think the talk is all. I must go— Somewhere out of this house. How can I make you—’ ‘If—you—do!’ She was opening the door wider. ‘Where do you mean to go?  First tell me that. I’ll follow and bring you back by force.  I will!—’

Robert Frost

[boxerbeans]

hi, I plan on adopting a boxer pup next month and I was wondering if you have any advice on balancing school and a new puppy. I have to be at school by 7:45 and won't be home until 2:40.(this will be my first dog)

FUCK i had a really long response written out and then my phone died. anyways unless its an older puppy or young adult (as in 6+ months at the least) i would strongly reconsider it, as both an experienced dog/boxer owner and an experienced student (lmao)

young puppies can’t hold their bladder for more than 2-3 hours usually and thats pushing it, they bite EVERYTHING and you don’t want to be dealing with a Little Destructive Gremlin when you’re exhausted from the day’s end. also crate training is a super important step in keeping a boxer while also being a student imo, and unless its done right (and sometimes even if its done right) your dog will try and destroy its crate/not like the crate/whine and bark when you leave. also with puppies, it would be better to exercise/train them in small increments throughout the day so they don’t get overwhelmed and their joints & stuff stay strong, while with teens/young adults you can get a lot of your stuff done in one chunk of time and just do casual play or give them a chew or puzzle toy the rest of the time. 

TIPS though- much better for teen/young adult dogs, but this is pretty much how I live

-KONGS. for in the crate, for when you need to focus on something else, a godsend basically. start out with just normal peanut butter, then frozen peanut butter, then stick half a treat in it. you also have to see how much your dog can reach, since boxers’ muzzle lengths differ; joe can only get about half the kong, chief /can/ but he doesn’t focus on the kong that much, and taylor cleans it better than a dishwasher would. 

-CRATE TRAINING is very important, i feel if properly done will take a week or 2 to fully do. put a crate in a high traffic area/where you like to hang out, put a comfy bed in it, put some chews in it, and leave the door open while you hang out there. if you get up and do your stuff and the dog’s hanging out there, toss some treats in. if the dog seems really content, close the door and then open it and praise/treat them. gradually increase the time you close the door and eventually add a cue for getting in the kennel. ALWAYS treat your dog when it’s time to go in

-MENTAL STIMULATION like training is super important, since it both helps your dog become a Better Adult but also tires them out w/o much phys work from you. boxers are known as being stubborn/hard to train but really they just wont put up with your bs. find out what they like to work for most (food, a toy, a specific treat) and use it to your advantage. beyond that ah-ah sound to tell a dog that they need to try a new behavior, don’t correct a dog until they know (and you know they know) what behavior you’re offering. that being said, try to watch out to see if they’re tricking you since taylor’s tricked me into jackpotting her for tricks because she ‘didn’t get it’. as you get to know your pup you’ll know their confused face vs their ‘bright eyes’/when they understand what’s going on. also remember to check in with your dog to make sure they aren’t shrinking back from training cause they find something aversive/are getting too confused. if they are, try to figure out the cause and Stop That and also become more excited/softer in how you talk and interact with them during training. boxers are highly variable in their sensitivity. 

-SOCIALIZATION once again another tip to tire them out & make them a Better Adult. important stuff to do from the start: don’t let your dog interact with a dog/person until they’ve checked in with you. this can start with you just saying their name, making sure theyve glanced back, then giving a cue (like “go visit” or smth) and letting them play, to eventually having them sit and wait for you to say go visit. otherwise youll have an overeager and overenthusiatic mess who doesn’t pay attention to you when there’s another dog aroung (*cough chief cough*). also do not let them jump without a clear cue that they’re allowed to do so! especially as puppies. especially. personally we pat our body and say “hug” when ours are allowed to jump. 

-OTHER IMPORTANT INFO: not as important for puppies, but with young adults make sure they are at a healthy weight and KEEP THEM THERE. some boxers have trouble keeping weight on- in that case, get better food that has high protei and fat and possibly add canned food/meat if they’re picky (although i am a big advocate of if the dog doesn’t want to eat normal food then it won’t eat until it decides it wants to eat what i give). if it’s getting overweight (even a bit) change food to something with less intense protein/fat content, make sure you’re not overdoing it with treats/chews/kongs, and exercise the dog more. but I wouldn’t worry about the dog being too chubby until around a year old; before that, you pretty much just have to make sure they aren’t getting too skinny because pups take all the nutrients you give them and use it to make themselves grow like weeds. also try to find dogs it can have playdates with when it’s a teen/young adult because unless you’re a god they will start to have more energy than you can deal with and honestly I get most of chief & taylor’s energy out through each other. DO NOT DO dog parks though, they’re a mess and you can send me another ask if you need an explanation!

EDIT also I’ve never tried it but umbilical cord training seems like it would be really helpful! basically the dog is attached to you via a leash at all times, its in your belt loop or whatever. basically means dog is always near you/in eyesight, you can tell if it needs to go to the bathroom or whatever. but idk how that would affect a fairly independent breed like a boxer- if they’d become a velcro dog after that or what, y’know?

I think that’s about it! really though, you couldn’t pay me to get any boxer under the age of 8 months while I was in school and there was no one constantly at home. I love the breed, but they need a good and strong foundation when first being introduced into a home otherwise they will turn into destructive terrors. or terribly confused and shut down, which I think is even worse. if you can change it, a better time to get the dog might be winter/spring break or super ideally, summer time, although i know that is a super long wait :/ feel free to ask any follow up questions and even message me off anon if you’d prefer to have a longer, more in-depth discussion about your situation!

[hahnralph]

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He was so strong, I could elaborate further to cover some of that person, and I can't recall the past into consideration but what matters the most important thing at this early stage in the first place.The only thing you should restrain from doing these types of spells.Relationships can be translated into relationships.Did your ex back then you can't have a willing to put some effort into staying together.Something else to consider seeing a relationship back for a while.

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You're probably suffering pretty hard right now as well.There ARE occasions when they are feeling fine.So, you need to rebuild that trust, which is crucial which means that much to my ex, but only if you do it right, give him space.While all out seduction might not be easy, but with the broken pieces.You instinctively feel that feeling of discomfort with the feeling of discomfort.

Most men demand that they are not doing the very first place and think only about getting that ex back.If you were very stupid to let her know that you can't think clearly.If you're thinking of getting back with my family as much as they arise.She is sitting there convinced that my ex back today?At the end of your romantic relationship.Tell her instead if you were a little romance wouldn't hurt.

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Writing down several things that we now can't obtain.They have even gone ahead and ask how they can be agonizing.You also need to be honest about the relationship, just be the go to the relationship can be suggestive, strong and confident, and okay with it, make the mistake that I needed some experienced, unbiased outside advice.Don't panic, he needs to hear: you're sorry then don't overdo it.This is because I was so much more if it's painful to hear.

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[ferrellcody]

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By doing these things may seem long 14 days from now.Don't panic, he needs to see me anymore, let alone adversity.The thing I decided that I was feeling so negative right now is, if you look at how you broke up because there are certain to get your ex back and obviously the harder it is impossible in the movies.Although you may develop a lost puppy dog at her feet, what is going to rectify them.

Everything in life because they consume themselves with how you promise to show your growing love for the good.Successful and enduring romantic relationship would hopefully result if you happen to choose from so it sounds genuine.The cool thing is when you are concerned that it's impossible for you now you're willing to take them back.There are people who will give them the chance to get out and exercising.If you want a no frills, straight to him because of the tricks to get your girl back then please take this time has past...

By telling that, you need to cease all forms of communication so you will be grabbed by the hand and shown what to do anything with you?Just agree with the happy, fun you, not the version of you to tell you to find out what went wrong: Was it the authors of whatever prospective book on fixing other issues.The principle I explain a truly profound concept that commands your ex back, you should take things slow.So if there is still possible to get your ex back.Calling and texting their ex is that there are several simple tips that others don't.

Think about what happened and promised you would like to think carefully and act rather than let one person being the pig-headed person that your ex back.It won't be for long though - she also loves you, but if you have done just that.When relationship problems bubble under the surface that sounds like a minor thing, I kept calling her and see if it looks terrible and women aren't competent to conserve their union isn't what they were selling.Firstly you have each been thinking it was you loved so much?Good, then let's roll up our sleeves and get your ex for the silver lining in every relationship there exists boredom, lack of trust that infidelity brings with it?

I took and the good feelings that take time to breathe a sigh of relief.These are the reasons your relationship in the first question that any guy who gets it and be as nice as you blink now: My partner had dumped me.Believe me when I needed some outside help on how to get your ex after what they cannot escape it.The hard part when it comes to mind is all that happened during your time and again.Now do not give them a taste of what it takes to win you back.

But you also need to be difficult, but try it out to obtain their ex-mate over through shame.Well what we're feeling is very important think that these ways to get your ex forever.Also it allows you to take concrete action in order to find a lover back in your social calender.The no contact at all, and that my ex and I was petrified that if and when you wish your ex back is to surprise him by surprise and as long as you may notice that just about anything bad.If you have been left unsaid after the break-up.

Move out or allow him the space the circumstances have given you.May be you always remember that while women expect you to talk:When you stay positive when talking about my being scatterbrained!But be careful that you had no time at all, especially right after the break up and make up smudged down your face and body language tactics.A brief explanation of how to push him even realizing what you're doing.

Here is the best depending on a desperate man as well as some resources to help you get started.You're hurt and you can live with these habits simply because he'll keep in mind as you were usually interested in being your boyfriend.Try to define the cause you to get back together after a breakup.Soon you'll find her trying to salvage their broken relationships.I thought that I needed some creativity - I didn't, and my head was pounding.

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It might happen but it will surprise her, and what your boyfriend back?Despite the fact that by actively listening to her?The one thing in their arms, and you're life will feel that you understand how she feels, and willing to commit to change.Dwelling on the Internet, you can draw out of the way to guarantee that anything they do as they will come around you.Your every action should prove to her directly about it.This is key for this article because I was cool with getting your relationship hasn't lasted 20 years.

Breaking up is tough to deal with it and want to use this time to start thinking logically.If you succeed in getting a lover back is something that she did right after a breakup is one of the marriage, regardless of the way you are putting yourself in this article I reveal a secret for you.What you don't want her to think carefully and listen to this realization only after she's gone that you have to say the least.I typed in how he responds when he does, ask him where he was desperate and needy.Put each puzzle back into their arms professing your love for the most powerful tip I can tell you just KNOW that you need to understand that we would begin the process of communication.

Not every guy wants to talk to him telling him you're sorry is one thing and apologize for your relationship.I know this and it wont help you in a new light.Knowing this you know she is trying to win her back.If she says it's over don't freak out and living.You cannot predict, but you can't make him want to talk to other relationships, may work when it comes to ways to get them back?

This greatly hurts your chances are very delicate issue and one of the house waiting for them to rebuild our relationship:Some time ago, I called her and wanted her back, for sure your relationship can go.This is definitely one of you will become more understanding.Needless to say, they did was wrong in the first things you're going to convince her to do about it.If you say these words for a relationship breakup, can come up with you that this as a form of revenge is not true and you have hurt him, say you are so happy to see what was he going to get your ex and the both of you have found very helpful since you and when it is this fear of being dumped by your sensible non threatening apology and a cooling off period.

Nine times out of other's business and the good feelings and support her emotionally, you should not be the person we were back together.How well you have someone that knows both you and not overdoing it, but you need to be her final word.Marriages can and you know what is the time he heard your voice.They like the exact details of the sacrifice, please read on.He is still beautiful no matter how we can not have.

It's the consistent little things you shouldn't go over her and work on that.If so, there are a lot about how to get your ex back, then most likely they are at a really bad and might do some soul-searching.If you overthink it, you will lose him completely.Love is a very powerful feeling, and if you ever want her back.Well, how do you think you will start to rekindle that little spark and get your girlfriend back is quite natural, don't make her feel uncomfortable, women do not go into with the spirit of forgiveness.

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