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Your travel destinations, where should you travel to?
This topic was suggested by someone, I think it's really an interesting idea but hard to do a reading on. This will be a reading about what kind of places you should go for each purpose (to relax, to connect, to find inspiration, to find opportunity)
This is a general reading meant for multiple people. Take only what resonates and leave out the rest.
Your feedback is much appreciated. If you find the reading resonated with you, leave a comment, Iâd love to know đ
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URANUS
The energy is quite active or, in some cases, defensive. Wherever you go, there's an element of protection, you have to protect something of yours, your stance, your opinions, your achievements, your possessions, you might need to be cautious when travelling.
To relax: somewhere remote and private, where you don't have to meet many people and worry about prying eyes. Could be some lesser known beaches or resorts. You should feel familiar with these places, they shouldn't be somewhere new, maybe these place were where you went when you were a kid and had a lot of fond memories about them. Even if they have been renovated, they still contain some nostalgic elements. I see fields, twilight time, birds, lots of water, maybe some place where it rains a lot.
To connect: lively places with lots of banters. This kind place should be suitable for talking openly so it won't be those dimly lit restaurants where soothing music is playing and everyone talks in low voice. This place is kind of rowdy, an element of competition, there is little space between people, strangers can easily talk to each other without much awkwardness. I see a pub where people are watching some show and talking about it, a debate club, a workshop, a sports centre, an arcade, contests.
To find inspiration: contrary to the places for connection, the places where you can find inspiration will be quiet, professional, everyone is keeping to themselves. If there's talk at all, it will be an introduction, a lecture, one person is talking while the others listen. A class, a museum, an exhibition, a presentation. If it's somewhere in nature then it will be a high place, mountains, hills, where you can see the scenery below and where you can see the stars clearly.
To find opportunities: lots of people around, older people, teachers, foreigners. Somewhere you have an emotional connection with or somewhere with lots of acquaintances. The setting is comfy, warm but formal. Could be school, overseas business trips, a forum. There are lots of talking, exchange ideas, commercial places, a bakery, a bookshop. Somewhere sunny and dry, should be near where you are living, not too far, like the kind that is continents away. This might be where you can settle down and stay long-term.
MERCURY
All the places you go to will have a great impact on your life, it doesn't matter if they are small or grand, secluded or public. They all have a certain foreign element to them.
To relax: this place has to look nice and beautiful to you. You can't relax in shabby, aesthetically ugly places. I see lots of sleeping, this is where you go to get some shut eyes. Maybe somewhere you go to periodically, somewhere familiar with lots of memories. This place will have lots of natural lights, you can catch the sunlight and the moonlight easily. Sleeping under the moonlight to recharge (but be mindful of moonburn though, it's real, if you have sensitive skin, the moon is strong in your chart or you were born on new moon, moonlight can mildly burn your skin if exposed for too long)
To connect: you won't be able to expect these kinds of places. Maybe you have some negative impressions about them or they seem out of your comfort zone. This will likely be when you are taken by somebody else to this place, not on your own. It can be an emergency or maybe something happens at the current place so you have to move to another. You will be reluctant to go there. If not, then you will only go to this kind of place on a whim, something has changed drastically for you, or you consciously want to be more daring and brave. In short, any places that you immediately feel the urge to resist going there, but, also have a certain fascination with them, will be the places where you can connect with people the most.
To find inspiration: somewhere you have to travel by air to get there. Likely foreign countries. You will hear lots of talks about these places, they could be some famous destinations or have a certain charm to a specific group of people. The sky is clear and bright, lots of vehicles, lush scenery, different from your own culture.
To find opportunities: this will be a busy place, people running around, a lot of things can be accomplished there. You will have to be fast and direct there, a very dynamic environment, likely your workplace or a job fair. This place seems serious, not much fun is allowed there.
PLUTO
This group might actually just fit for only a few people.
To relax: This is probably a bit unconventional, but the place where you can find relaxation is actually your workplace, or somewhere you can carry out your duty, do your job. The reputation of the tasks, the busy atmosphere, the sense of responsibility and helpfulness, and knowing that you're contributing to something might ground your mind. Another place is somewhere lively with lots of people, this kind of place can make you feel more alive, especially if you're someone who usually feels lonely or feels some voids inside when you're alone. The physical energy of people around you, the concentration you put into your work might be your anchor.
To connect: somewhere that lets you immerse in all the five senses, nature scenery, during the period of autumn, when fruits are ripe, the scents of everything grow stronger. This will be the place where you've been to in the past but now it has changed, it's about the things or the people you know are changing, maybe a wedding, the change of marital status. There's a feeling of spirituality and religion, could be temples, churches, places to retreat, the wood. Another one is the bank or somewhere you can exchange money.
To find inspiration: there are two types of places. One is a show, a concert, an exhibition of some artists, there will be performances. The other one is more like a situation, where you have to be at some places for some duties but you will have a chance to sneak out, to go anywhere spontaneously, probably with another person, this will feel like an adventure for you. This kind of situation will give you a sense of being free, being spontaneous.
To find opportunities: the place where you can find lots of opportunities for growth will be the place for meeting friend groups. You will meet lots of friends there. I see schools, the plaza, city squares, the internet, groups of shared interests. Streams, where water flows, places where you can hear birds singing clearly, water park, cinemas. This might be just for a few, but the cemetery or somewhere related to the departed, ghosts, hospital, somewhere you can connect with the ancestors.
MARS
This is not about the places but about the time, summer might not be auspicious for travelling, but the rest of the seasons, spring, autumn, winter will be. You might also take note of the moon phase, when the moon is half full, when the moon appears reddish, avoid going out, home will be the best place for you to be.
To relax: you might want to go to these places after you've done some major works and achieved something significant. It doesn't mean that you can't go before that, but going after the work is done will bring peace to your mind and rejuvenate your body. These places have good foods and animals, fruit trees, the energy feels old and bountiful. Could be camping, going to nice local restaurants, hot springs, farms, sheeps and horses come to mind. And good ol' home will also an excellent choice.
To connect: the places where you go to relax might actually be the places for you to meet and connect with more people. Some acquaintances will introduce you to someone, or you will meet them by chance, completely unexpected. Other places will be the bank, large stores, well established buildings, jewellery shops, somewhere with rich history. I also hear driveway at night, you might travel to those places at night, at the start of winter. I got a pretty weird feeling, a little scared, new connections might form when you're in some kinds of troubles, they might be the one helping you.
To find inspiration: you might want to go to see some contests, matches, especially sporty kinds, races, where people can compete, fast actions, and exciting energy. You might be in a long period of boredom or tense situations, so you will want to get out and get some fresh air, to shake your spirit up a little.
To find opportunities: you might go to someone else's homes to learn some skills or to show your expertise, or a place where you can practice those skills. There will be examinations, evaluations, discussions of the skills and the related products. I see wine and food, handmade crafts, things that take a long time to make.
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TOO HOT TO HANDLE.
EXTRA HOT REUNION
Bangchan x reader. (s)
Too Hot To Handle Masterlist.
Synopsis:Â You and Chan are having a Too Hot To Handle reunion with other contestants to catch up on the life after the retreat. (6k words)
Author's note: Happy Valentine's day, my spicy lovers â¤ď¸
Chan has one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand on your knee. Somehow whenever he's with you, he needs his hand constantly touching you.
"Do you think they like me?" You ask, nervously glance his way.
"Who?" Chan doesn't mean to not listen to your cute rambling, but he has his focus on driving.
"Who else?" You ask back instead of answering.
Chan has to think for a while whether you're still talking about his parents whom you just met and had dinner with earlier or his friends you're going to meet soon.
"My parents?" He asks.
You subtly roll your eyes, "duh?!"
He chuckles at your response and grabs the hand resting on your lap, he can feel that it's cold and a little damp.
"Why are still nervous?" He confusingly asks because the dinner has already ended almost an hour ago.
"I wouldn't be this nervous if your parents didn't watch us having sex on TV," you lowly sigh at the end of your sentence.
He bursts out laughing hearing that, you worried so much about these little things that he thinks it's cute.
"Does it matter that they like you?" He curiously asks.
"Of course!" You shorty answer like it's not obvious enough.
"They're your parents. I want to be deemed good, I want to be liked by them, your parents," you explain, shaking the hand in yours.
It doesn't matter that much to him. Regardless his parents like you or not, that wouldn't change the fact that he loves you. He also thinks you couldn't be cuter than this, worrying about whether his parents like you or not.
Once Chan parked the car, you put the visor down and your purse on your lap, he guesses you're about to fix your makeup before getting out of the car.
Wanting to tease you, he turns your head to the side and kisses you once you have applied a fresh coat of lipstick to purposely mess it up.
"Baby, youâ" your complaint ends with a sigh instead, "you ruined it."
With his hand on your jaw, he holds your face still and leans in closer, "May as well...?"
Your hand stops him from coming closer, "Your friends are waiting," you remind him.
"Uhm... I don't think they would mind waiting a few more minutes," he says.
"Babe, we shouldn'tâ"
But he cuts you off with a kiss, a kiss that sends the windows of the car foggy with how much heat you're both producing inside.
You both giggle as you run to the bar where you'll meet his friends and once you step inside, you can see the red tint around Chan's lips and even on his nose from your lipstick.
"It's all over you, "You mutter as you reach to wipe it with your fingers as Chan cranes his neck to look for his friends inside the crowded bar.
"There they are," he takes your hand and leads the way to take you to the corner of the room where his friends are.
It's been great being where he grew up and meeting the friends who grow with him, but it always gets you nervous when he introduces you to new people.
You hate being perceived and with how you acted in the show, you're afraid that they get the wrong ideas about you.
Chan greets his friends with a bright smile and a quick hug, then he proceeds to introduce you after.
"You know who this is," he gives a short introduction of you with his hand resting on the small of your back.
"I'm James," the tall guy says with wavy brown hair, offering his hand at you.
"Hi, nice to meet you," you say as you shake his hand and politely smile.
"This is Leah, my girlfriend," James introduces the girl standing next to him, a beautiful girl with dark long hair and freckles dusted her both cheeks.
You know Chan wouldn't make you feel left out but you feel relieved that you're not going to be the only girl hanging out with these boys tonight.
"Very nice to meet you," you say, giving her a quick cheek-to-cheek hug.
"It's so nice to finally meet you in person," James says.
"Yeah, Chris can't stop talking about you. He's been yapping," Leah says, poking fun at Chan.
You turn to the side to look at Chan and raise an eyebrow at him, "Oh, really?"
"It's true," Chan immediately admits with a coy shrug and a shy smile.
Then he holds his hand up and glares at Leah, "Except for the yapping part," he quickly adds.
Everyone bursts into laughter and unlike the dinner you had with his parents earlier, you feel like you don't need to try hard to impress them.
"Let's get you guys a drink," James says.
While the boys are playing a game of pool, you and Leah are chatting over drinks., exchanging a few things about Chan like how James and Leah are his friends from high school which is also when they began dating.
"So you guys have been together like... forever?!" You say in awe, admiring their years of dating when your and Chan's relationship has been going on for nearly a year.
"Well, time flies by," she casually says like a decade-long relationship means nothing.
She sips her drink and snacks on a tray of fries in front of her, "how do you like Australia so far? Where have you been exploring?"
You quickly swallow your drink to answer her question, "Oh, I love it here, anything but the heat honestly," you answer along with a low laugh.
"I know, the heat is crazy these days," she says, finishing her drink in one long sip.
She glances at your glass and sees that you have finished your drink too, "How about a round of wet pussy?" She asks out of nowhere.
Not sure you heard her right, but your head is looking around to see if anyone heard it too and can confirm it for you.
"Excuse me?" You ask with a puzzled look on your face.
Leah bursts out laughing, amused by your utter bewilderment.
"Not that, oh, you thoughtâ" she pauses to take a breath from all the laughter.
"It's just the name of a drink. It's sweet, it's delicious, you're going to like it," she assures you.
Leah doesn't wait for your answer but leaves the table to order it and returns with two shot glasses filled with pink-colored liquid. She hands one to you and holds one for herself.
"What's in this?" You curiously ask.
"Vodka, peach snapps, a dash of cranberry juice, lime, and every deliciousness there is," she playfully answers.
Chan comes to the table to have a sip of his drink and notices the drink in your hand, "Having wet pussy?"
"Uh-huh," you answer.
He winces after sipping his drink, "Be careful with that!" He says.
"Lighten up, Chris!" Leah says.
She makes you ignore his warning and initiate a toast with you, clinking the shot glass together then takes the shots at once.
The wet pussy is fruity and sweet, apart from the burn of alcohol down your throat, you would think that it's a glass of juice.
"Oh!" You gasp in amazement.
Leah smiles in satisfaction, knowing that you approve her recommendation, "Good, right?"
"Yeah," you say, "Can we have another round?"
"Sure, yeah," Leah says, doesn't mind ordering it for both of you.
The next thing you know, your tables are filled with empty shot glasses and you can feel yourself loosening up with every sip you take.
You're laughing at something when Chan presses his knuckle on your cheek, probably noticing how flushed they are.
"You might want to slow down on the drinking," he mutters to you.
You hold his chin so you can place a peck on his lips, "Oh, you mean these wet pussy?"
Chan laughs at that and puts his arm around you, pulling you closer to his side, ignoring the fact that James and Leah are making out across the table.
"You should have one of these wet pussy," you tell him, saying the name of the drink with a sly smile.
He leans into your side and whispers, "I'll have one, later, at home."
You put your hand under his chin and hold his face, wanting to catch up to what James and Leah are doing. Maybe it's the alcohol or Chan is simply a damn good kisser that you get that flutter and warmth all over you.
-
Chan can't tell how drunk you are but he has to hold you close to his side to keep you steady.
You both stand outside the bar to send his friends off on their way home, you manage to wave your hands as they leave in their car.
"Can you walk, love?" He asks.
You bob your head and begin walking toward the car in slow, careful steps.
Chan hurriedly holds your hand, afraid that you'd stumble in this state that he believes is the most drunk of you he's ever seen.
He reaches for the door of the car to open it for you when you pin him against the car, putting all of your weight against him as you put your hands around his neck.
Chan can't say no when you kiss him so passionately that he has a hard time returning it to you. He puts your arms around you to keep you steady and kisses you back just as hard and as deep.
It's when your hand wanders to the waistband of his jeans, that he breaks the kiss. He cups your cheeks in his hands and gently kisses your nose.
"Let's get home first, mmh?" He says
"Mmh, okay," you croak, letting him help you get into the passenger's side.
When he finally gets into the car, you fall asleep holding the safety belt on your lap. He quietly laughs, then buckles the belt for you.
Getting you inside the car is one thing, getting you out is another thing. He has to carry you in both arms when you suddenly wake up and insist on walking on your own.
"I'm not a baby," you slurred your words, trudging your way into the elevator.
Inside the elevator, you eventually cling to him again and instead of getting upset, he thinks you're adorable when you're drunk.
You kick your shoes off right after you enter his apartment and walk further inside while trying to take your dress off by yanking at it.
"Why is it so hot?" You grumble, still yanking at the front of your dress and heading straight to the bedroom.
Chan goes to the kitchen to get a glass of water and finds you still trying to remove your dress while hurling yourself around the room.
"Let me take it off for you, yeah?" He offers to help.
You stand with your back facing him so he can unzip the dress and pull it off of you. You immediately collapse onto the bed, lying down on your stomach.
"Have a sip of water first, okay?" He suggests, forcing you to drink some water by bringing it close to your mouth.
"Want to sleep..." you grumble again with your nose scrunched.
"Just a sip, baby, please?" He sweetly begs.
You lift your head just enough to sip the water from the glass and hurriedly rest your head on the pillow again.
"Good girl," Chan mutters with a tender caress on your head.
He keeps the glass of water on the bedside table and he heads out of the bedroom, putting the things he has prepared for the night back in their place.
He puts away the cake, and flowers, then dumps the rose petals scattered on the kitchen island into the trash bin. He washes up real quick and finally joins you on the bed, carrying the surprise he's been keeping close to his chest all night.
Catching you keep tossing and turning on the bed, he scoops you his arm and holds you close, he knows how much you like being cuddled.
"Cold," you murmur with eyes closed.
Chan hurriedly pulls the duvet up to your chest and affectionately kisses your bare shoulder, "Is it warm enough?"
"Mmh," you hum in answer.
He's aware that you're barely awake and probably wouldn't remember having this conversation with him the next morning, but he's been meaning to ask you something all evening.
"Baby?"
"Mmh?" Your hum is muffled with your head buried in his chest.
"Do you love me?"
"Mmh."
He looks down to see if you're awake but your eyes are tightly shut, "I love you," he mutters.
"Love you," you mutter back with a sleepy tone.
He chuckles at how you keep replying to him even though you're drunk and half asleep, he can't help but place a kiss on the top of your head.
"What do you think if we get married?" He playfully asks.
"Mmh."
"Do you want to get married to me?"
"Mmh."
"Is it a 'mmh yes' or 'mmh no'?"
"Mmh."
Chan laughs again and rewards you with another kiss on your forehead for being so cute. Even though tonight doesn't turn out the way he wanted, he still appreciates it as it is, another precious day shared with you.
"Will you marry me, baby?" He asks, while
"Mmh," you reply with another hum but this time along with a subtle nod.
He then takes the box he's been keeping in his jacket pocket all night and takes out the ring. Slowly, he puts the ring into your ring finger and then places a kiss on it.
"You can't take back your answer, you hear me?" He warns you.
"Mmh."
Chan has said it before but he didn't expect to meet you in a dating show and finds the one he's looking for in you and everything seems to fall into place ever since, it feels as if he's fated to be with you which assures him that he made the right decision to propose you.
But it seems like Chan has to try again tomorrow.
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The morning sun blinds you when you open your eyes and you immediately close them again.
Your hand flies to your head as it's pounding from all the drinking last night and the alcohol evaporates through the pores of your skin.
"Oh, God!" You mumble with your hand rubbing on your temple.
The more you shift on the bed, the more you feel sick and you unintentionally wake up the man lying next to you. He scoots closer to you and looks at you through his half-shut eyes.
"Are you okay?" He asks with a deep voice.
"Not okay at all," you groan, putting away the hair stuck to your sweaty face.
He props his elbow against the mattress, "Headache, mmh?"
You nod as you massage the side of your head as much as you can to lessen the pain.
"I'll get you something for the headache, okay?" He says with his voice heavy with sleep.
"Yes, please?" You whine.
"Wait a minute, yeah," he says, dragging himself out of the bed half-naked.
He shortly returns with a tube of ibuprofen in his hand and sits on the edge of the bed. Shaking the tube, he manages to take out a pill and hands it to you.
You shove it right into your mouth and take the glass of water from Chan's hand to wash it down. It's a suggestive thought but you already feel so much better.
"You're right..." you mumble.
You slump down and lay back down, "Those wet pussy are dangerous."
Chan chuckles as he rubs his hand up and down your arm then kisses your shoulder, "Now, you learned your lesson," he says.
"How drunk I was last night?" You curiously ask even though you know you wouldn't like the answer.
He sucks air through his gritted teeth and thinks for a moment, "You kept saying it was hot and you started taking your clothes off."
You cringe imagining in your head how you behaved last night while you were drunk out of your mind.
"How embarrassing!" You groan, covering your face with your hands.
"Nah. You were so cute," he adds with a sly grin that showcases his dimples.
"You enjoyed it, huh?" You elbow his side to get back to him.
He nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck and begins to pepper your neck and face with little kisses. When his lips are about to capture yours, you look the other way.
"I have a really stinky breath right now," you explain, covering your mouth as you speak.
"Since when do I care?" He takes your hand away and leans in again.
You usually wouldn't mind but for this morning with your breath reek from last night's drinking, you quickly dodge away for his sake.
"I seriously need to brush my teeth," you tell him.
And remembering that you didn't clean your face last night, you need to wash up immediately.
"Okay," Chan says with a pout.
To make up for it, you give him a quick peck on the lips and a longer peck on his cheek.
"I'll be back in a minute," you tell him as you get up from the bed.
It's horrifying to see your makeup melted and smudged, you're surprised that Chan is not disgusted already. You thoroughly brush your teeth and finish it with a cup of mouthwash.
You wipe your face with a damp towel to remove the excess makeup and scoop cold water to splash your face with. All the time you're standing in front of the sink and looking into the mirror, you've been seeing something different about you but can't tell what it is.
It's when you put your hand under the running water to scoop some more water you finally notice it, a ring on your finger.
Thinking that you're still slightly drunk or hallucinating, you bring your hand close to your eyes to inspect the ring, it has a beautiful teardrop-shaped diamond on it and it's on your ring finger so does this mean...
"Baby?"
You hear Chan's faint reply to your call from the bedroom, "Yeah?"
You can't seem to fathom your thoughts into words and end up calling him again, "Baby?"
"Yes?" He answers again.
With your eyes stuck looking at the ring, you walk back to the bedroom without drying your face first. You hold your hand up and show it to him.
"Did you see this?" You ask with a bewildered look on your face.
Chan is slyly smiling as he watches you get on the bed and sit in front of him, "Yes."
Not close enough to you, you decide to sit on his lap facing him, "Is it like... uh..."
Probably from the alcohol you consumed last night, your brain can't seem to compute words and your heart can't stay still inside your chest.
You inhale air to calm yourself, "Is it a gift or.... uh, something else? Something I don't know happened last night?"
Chan is grinning ear to ear, he seems excited to tell which one it is to you. He rests his hands on each side of your waist then says, "What do you think?"
"Whichever it is, I'm going to give you head for it," you playfully answer.
He chuckles with his tongue slightly sticking out from the corner of his mouth, "It is what you think it is," he cryptically says.
"I think you just can't wait to get a head from me," you joke again.
He laughs again and you gently hit his chest from beating around the bust, "Just tell me what it is," you whine.
He takes your hand and holds it, rubbing the diamond on the ring with his thumb, "Since I met you, I get this feeling that I couldn't love anyone else this much except for you like I have this much love inside me and it's only there for you."
You tip your head to the side as you intently listen to him talking his heart out.
"I'm stuck with you... in the best way," he remarks with a light chuckle, "and I think we may as well..."
It's endearing to see how he's slightly nervous and excited at the same time. You lean in close and tease him, "May as well what?"
He chuckles again and licks his lips, "We may as well get married. What do you think?"
You place your hand on the nape of his neck, "Of getting married? To you?"
"Yeah," he answers with a nervous sigh slips out of his mouth.
You brush the soft curls on the back of his head as you stare into his brown eyes and try to fathom your feelings into words, "Oh, baby... All I ever wanted is having all your love just for me," you playfully say.
You hold the side of his face and see that his eyes are pooling with fondness as they gaze into you, you get that fluttering feeling inside you.
Oh, you love him so much and you also think you couldn't love someone as much as you love him.
"I think I'll never get enough of it, I need it for the rest of my life," you continue.
Chan takes a deep breath to prepare himself for what he's about to ask you, "Will you marry me, my love?"
There's only one right answer to that, one that you know for sure you'll never regret.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes... " You peck his lips again and again for every yes you give him.
The last peck lasts the longest that you run out of breath and gasp for air when you let go, "A thousand times, yes."
Chan brings your head close to him so he can kiss you, kisses you so hard yet so gentle that you can feel the emotions he puts into it.
It's one of those moments where you feel like you and him are the only ones existing in this world. It's just you and him, encased in this moment forever.
When the kiss breaks, you melt into his hug and feel your hearts beating so close to each other as you hold him close.
"I love you, baby," he mutters with a rub on your back and a haste kiss on your neck.
You lift your head from the crook of his neck and look at him as you say those three words back to him, "And you know I love you too," you steadfastly say.
Chan just can't have enough of it the first time so he crashes his lips onto you again and his arms are tightly wrapped around you as if he tries to crush your body.
The kiss takes things further as you start grinding on him and when your lips aren't on his, you place slobbering kisses on his neck knowing how much he likes them.
While you're busy kissing him all over, Chan reaches for your back to unclasp your bra and takes it off of you. He grabs you by the waist and dives right into the valley of your breasts.
You look down to watch as he takes your breasts into his mouth in turns, switching between sucking and fondling them.
Your lips eventually land on his again, kissing him hard before going down to keep your promise. You pull his hardening member out of its confine and repeatedly stroke it.
Chan lifts your chin to place a kiss on your lips before you lower your mouth on him, taking his cock into your mouth and sucking on it.
You compensate the rest of his length you can take with your hand. You sync your hand and your mouth to give him the utmost pleasure.
He gathers all of your hair in his hand, making a makeshift ponytail, and holds it away from your face so he can see how you take his cock in your mouth.
"Mmh... just like that, baby," he breathlessly mutters to you.
"Keep going, yeah," he mutters again, throwing his head to the back in pleasure.
He keeps muttering sweet praises to you as you pleasing him with your mouth and once in a while, staring at him with your mouth full of him.
"You know how to please me, mmh?"
"You're so good at it, baby."
You know you're doing the right thing when he starts tugging at your hair harder and his breath becomes erratic. Continuing with your hand, you keep the pace knowing that he's close to his release.
"Cum for me, baby," you seductively say.
You maintain eye contact with him with your hand relentlessly pumping his cock, leading him to his high until the white of his cum spurts out of the tip, making streaks on your chest and chin.
His cum feels hot and sticky on your skin, he uses his boxer to wipe it clean for you, not wasting time crashing his lips against yours after that.
"Why are you so good at making me feel good, mmh?" He takes you down the bed and pins you under.
He has his lips constantly pressing on you, kissing you so hard that you're struggling to either kiss him back or take a breath in between.
He breaks the kiss only to kiss you elsewhere, down the column of your neck, and eventually presses his mouth close to your ear.
"I'd like to have my wet pussy now, please," he sweetly whispers, making you tingle inside.
As if he needed your permission, he pulls your underwear down and out of your legs, not wait another moment to dive into your wet cunt.
There's no doubt that he knows his way around you, making you arch your back to seek more of that delicious lick of his tongue between your folds and sends his nose pressed on your clit, but there's one thing you want more than his skillful mouth.
Failing to stop him a couple of times, you tug at his hair a little too hard to finally get his attention. Chan lifts his head, looking at you with his mouth and chin glistening with your essence.
"Want you inside me, baby," you sweetly ask.
He comes at you, hovering inside you to press his wet mouth on you, "Want me inside you, mmh?"
You let him kiss you again before telling him what you really want, "Want you to make love to your fiancĂŠ," you say with a smile.
"FiancĂŠ, huh?"
"Mmm-hmm."
It seems to only hit him that you are his fiance, "Fuck yeah you are my fiance."
You wonder how he gets this hard even though he has just cum a few moments ago, you can feel how stiff he is when he enters you. You moan at how good it feels to finally have him inside you.
"You're so hard, baby," you whine as you sloppily kiss his mouth.
Your head falls onto the pillow, overwhelmed by the sensation of being filled by him, "So hard, mmh... so good," you
Chan puts your legs up and against him, holding them close as he starts thrusting into you. You grip the sheet underneath you as each thrust launches you to the back of the bed.
He slows down the pace and puts your legs around his waist, lowering himself onto you so he suffocates you with more kisses as his hips pulsate into you.
The gaze he gives you is affectionate and soft, in contrast to his slow yet deep thrusts. He is indeed making love to you, putting all of him into it, and you feel as if you became one, body and soul.
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Chan sets everything on the dining table, the cake and the bouquet of flowers which he has now put in a pitcher filled with water to keep it from withering.
You finally out of the bedroom after hours of showering, dressing up, and doing your make-up to get ready for the video call for the show reunion.
"Oh, you prepared this?" You gasp, seeing the little surprise on the dining table.
"If you weren't so drunk last night, you would have seen it," he sneers with eyes squinted.
You chuckle at that and come up to him, putting your arm around his waist, "I'm sorry I ruined your surprise," you sincerely apologize along with a sweet peck on his lips.
"I'll forgive you if you let me take pictures of you and that ring on your finger to let the world know that you're taken," he requests with a sly smile dancing on his face.
You chuckle again and enthusiastically agree to this request, "With pleasure!"
Chan takes countless of photos of you with the surprise he prepared for you and countless more of you together, showing off the dainty ring on your finger.
"Should we share it with the group?" He asks.
There's a group chat of everyone from the retreat and you're still in contact with them through it. It's a good idea but you want to hold that plan for a bit since there's someone more deserving to know the news first.
"Maybe later after the video call?"
Chan considers it for a moment and then nods, "Yeah, I think so too."
You reach for the bottle of champagne and hold it out to him, "What about having a toast?"
"Only if you promise not to get drunk," he jokingly says.
"Oh, my God! Let it go already," you dramatically sigh while Chan hugs you from the back and kisses your neck.
You clink your glasses of wine together, having a toast to your engagement and having a little celebration, eating the cake right away with forks.
"Is it the time already?" You ask, shoving another spoonful of cake into your mouth.
Chan checks the time on his laptop screen and confirms with a nod, "Yep. It's time!"
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HOST: Next up on my hot seat is the couple whose relationship was as sexually charged as it was fiscally reckless. Before we talk to them, let's take a look at some of their best bits.
[Video plays]
HOST: Hi, lovebirds!
YOU & CHAN: Hi, hi! [Waves hands]
YOU: Lovely to see you!
HOST: I see that you guys are together. Where is your location?
YOU: Take a guess! [Smiles]
CHAN: Yeah, take a guess.
HOST: Er... maybe I'm projecting it too much but it would be good news to know you guys are... in... Australia?
YOU & CHAN: [Applause]
HOST: [Exhales] Oof... What a relief to know that you guys are together at the beginning of the interview but I think we can safely say that almost everyone in the world is now watching your love story unfold.
YOU & CHAN: [Nods]
HOST: So where are you guys now in your relationship? Like... what has happened since the retreat?
YOU: [Turns to Chan] Want me to answer it or...
CHAN: Yeah, you.
YOU: Chris and I, came off the retreat and Chris went with me and stayed with me for a couple of days.
HOST: Didn't you guys plan on going to Australia together after the retreat?
YOU: We did. Then I got a call for work so I had to postpone it.
HOST: Was it like being away from each other? Because you guys can't seem to keep yourself away from each other in the show [laughs] How are you guys making it work?
CHAN: I obviously wanted to stay longer but I had a few things I need to work on too. The long-distance thing didn't put that much strain... it wasn't easy but we managed.
YOU: Right. We managed. We did alright, I guess [laughs] CHAN: We video call each other a lot.
YOU: And always sending nudes to each other.
HOST: [Eyes widen] Oh, wow!
YOU & CHAN: [Laughs]
HOST: And now you're back together, in Australia!
YOU: [Nods] Yes.
HOST: What did you guys do? Tell us all about it.
YOU: It's been an absolute blast. I had so much fun. I met his family, went sightseeing, tried all of his favorite foods, met his friendsâ
CHAN: She had too much fun, in fact [chuckles]
HOST: Whatever kind of fun that is I hope you've done it responsibly and safely [squints eyes]
YOU: To be honest, I got drunk last night and I had the worst hangover a few hours ago. Thankfully, this man [points at Chan] took care of me well.
CHAN: She had too much wet pussy.
HOST: Excuse me, wet what?
CHAN: It's an Australian thing, it's the name of a drink here. She got drunk on that.
HOST: Sounds like a fun drink.
YOU: You should try it. It's delicious.
HOST: I want to but I don't know if I'll ever find myself bold enough to say that to the bartender [laughs]
YOU & CHAN: [Laughs]
HOST: So... I do have to bring up a couple of sticky things. Uhm... first is Mac. Do you have any regrets about going on that date with Mac?
YOU: Uh... [glances at Chan] [Clears throat] I regret how flirtatious it got. It was really hard to watch that back because I was like... did I really say that? I was nervous about how Chris would react at that moment.
CHAN: Honestly, I hated to have that part included in our best bits [Shrugs]
HOST: [Cackles]
CHAN: But I was more than proud of her after it once I watched the whole thing.
HOST: We'll quickly move on from that and onto the future. I want to know about the future of you two. Have you got anything you want to share with us about... future plans maybe?
CHAN: Well, we've been looking for a place together and... also... at rings [Giggles]
HOST: [Gasps] Oh, my God! It's so happening! Has the question been popped yet?
CHAN: [Looks at you] We may as well, yeah?
YOU: [shows off ring] He already did!
HOST: Oh, my God! Oh, my God! I don't know how to react, it has never happened before!
YOU: Just so you know he proposed to me this morning, like literally a few hours ago.
HOST: We need the details. Please!
YOU: Well, remember that he said I was drunk, right? [Laughs] he prepared this surprise with a cake and flowers, he initially planned to propose last night but that didn't go as planned so he tried again this morning.
HOST: And you said yes?
YOU: He obviously knew I wanted to marry him [smiles]
HOST: [gleefully laughs] YES! I'm loving this so much.
CHAN: I couldn't imagine being with anyone else [smiles]
YOU: He's just so cute [smiles]
HOST: You are aware that Lana's rules no longer apply. You guys can totally kiss right now.
YOU & CHAN: [Kisses]
HOST: [Coos] I kind of in love with this love story right now. Oh, wait, were we the first to hear about this?
YOU: We want Lana to be the one who knows about this.
CHAN: And obviously to everyone who is rooting for us [smiles]
HOST: Lana, girl, you should hold a wedding for them! The first Too Hot To Handle wedding.
YOU: Lana sponsor us, please? [Laughs]
CHAN: Jokes aside, we thank Lana for bringing us together andâ
YOU: That's true.
CHAN: In case you don't know, Lana is doing God's work [chuckles]
HOST: Are you going to celebrate it with more wet pussy?
YOU: [Laughs] Yeah, that's actually a great idea.
HOST: How about you, Chris?
CHAN: I just had it this morning [Holds in laughter]
YOU: [Covers his mouth] [laughs]
HOST:... OH?!
CHAN: I'll probably have it again later at night.
HOST: [Blinks eyes] Oh... I expect nothing less from you guys.
YOU & CHAN: [Laughs]
HOST: Oh, my gosh, you guys! It's been incredible talking to you both. I wish you nothing but the best.
YOU: Aw... thank you. It was a really great reunion [Lightly claps]
CHAN: Thank you, Lana. Thank you, everyone [Waves hand]
YOU: Much love [Blows kisses]
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( đrabble ) enchanted to meet you ̨ ! ŕ¨ŕ§ ä¸ ěěš version Ő
⸠⸰ â heeseung always knew he liked you , but this is where everything solidified for him ăž
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heeseung remembers when sua first walked through the doors of the i-land building; he along with everyone else was confused, but he couldn't help but smile when she shyly introduced herself.
heeseung believes that one time was enough to prove that he really liked the girl. he watched her go through it all; he watched her get first place, comforted her when she went got last place â hell he even cried when she got sent to the ground ; safe to say they built a strong friendship with each other, heeseung growing to like the girl more than he should've.
now that the show was slowly coming to end; down to the final few contestants, heeseung had a lot on his mind. would he win? was he good enough? would he be a good idol? â not only was he thinking about his future; he couldn't help but think about the girl became so fond of. would she make it? he knew she was good enough , and she would make the most perfect idol in his eyes; but what would happen with their relationship? he knew it would be difficult enough dealing with the pressure of being a girl in a group, should he really put more stress on her with this silly crush? what if fans caught on to his crush and began to hate on her?
âwhat's on your mind?â he came out of his daze , she was sitting down next to him in the practice room , cameras finally not rolling, everyone off doing what they were doing. âi was practicing in the other room , i was coming to ask if you wanted to practice with me , but everyone told me you were in here.â he smiled as she plopped down next to him. âso here i am.â
âim fine.â he said. âjust thinking.â the girl nodded. âabout?â he shrugged. âa lot , the show ending soon, how will it go? stuff like that.â she nodded. âwell i think you'll get in.â she said , her chin propped up on her knees as she looked at him. âreally?â he asked. âwhy wouldn't you , you're the best person here , iâd be surprised if you did , iâd probably go on social media and call sabotage.â he laughed. âanonymously of course , i still want to be a idol after this.â
âdo you not think you'll get in?â she shrugged. âeveryone is working so hard , and i didnât really come here with as much skill as a lot of the other contestants.â he frowned hearing her talk down on herself. âi've learned a lot so if i don't make it here , maybe i can keep training.â she said. âhey.â he stopped her. âif you talk like that it will only get inside your head , and make you do unwell.â he said. âyou're a trained singer for god sake , if anything you earned your spot with that alone , and you've improved the most with your dancing , you'd be the best idol.â she smiled , pouting her bottom lip making the boys heart pound. âyou're gonna make me cry.â he laughed , making her laugh.
they sat in silence for a while , the girl resting her head on his shoulders , he was grateful the cameras weren't rolling because his mic would definitely pick up on his heart beating a mile a minute. âwhat if we both make it?â she finally spoke up. âthat would be the best,â he said. âit would wouldn't it , we'd perform together , live together.â she laughed. âi could annoy you 24/7.â
he should do it now; confess to she. it was perfect in his eyes â but what if she rejected him? then he ruined a perfect friendship; or what if she does accept his confession? and what if they both make it? how would they navigate their relationship with the new introduction into the idol world , they couldn't just come out and date , people would be upset for sure , two rookies dating and are in the same group? he could see the headlines now. âhey.â
she was now standing up. âlet's go get something to eat.â she said. âwe can think about all that once we start picking up filming again , let's not stress for once.â he nodded , standing up. âyou're right.â she linked arms with the boy. âlet's go , i think i saw jay cooking ramen , if we go now i can make him cook it for us.â he laughed. âbesides his talents , he'd also be a good fit for the group, don't you think? a group needs structure.â he nodded, smiling.
âsomeone needs to be able to handle your level of crazy , jay is probably the number one candidate for that , even i can't do that.â
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Stages of Shadows | A HSR Series
Inspired by the series âAlien Stageâ, a twisted contest unfolds in a modern world where contestants are thrust into a deadly competition for survival. Captured from their everyday lives, they must showcase their talents in front of a ruthless audience. Each round demands they perform alongside a partner, with a horrifying twist: the weakest performer is executed on stage if they fail to outscore their duet partner. In this high-stakes game, alliances form and betrayals lurk, as each contestant grapples with the question of how far they will go to stay alive.
Introduction
In the shadows of the modern world, beneath the glittering lights of cities and the hum of everyday life, an underground competition thrives, known only to a select few: Stages of Shadows. A secret contest broadcast to the wealthiest, most twisted elites, Stages of Shadows is not just a test of talentâit is a fight for survival.
The contestants, snatched from various walks of life, are forced to participate in this deadly spectacle. Some volunteered out of desperation, others were coerced or tricked into joining. But once theyâre inside, thereâs no turning back. Each round pairs them into duets, demanding that they perform their hearts out in front of unseen, sadistic judges. They must sing, dance, or showcase any skill that might save their lives, because the rules are simple: if you score lower than your partner, you die.
The performances are brutal in their intensity. Every note, every step could be their last. The weakest performer of each duet is executed on stage, their death witnessed not only by the twisted audience but also by the remaining contestantsâserving as a grim reminder of whatâs at stake. Contestants must face the ultimate question: how far will they go to survive? Will they forge alliances, or will they sabotage others to stay ahead?
As the competition drags on, the psychological toll begins to unravel them. In this high-stakes game of survival, trust is scarce, and betrayal lurks behind every forced smile. Friendship becomes an illusion, with each contestant knowing that their partner today could be their executioner tomorrow. And while their bodies fight for survival, their spirits slowly break under the weight of the cruelty they are forced to endure.
Behind the scenes, the twisted elite who control this dark spectacle revel in the contestants' suffering, betting fortunes on who will live and who will die. For them, it is the ultimate entertainmentâhuman lives reduced to a sick form of amusement. The contestants are nothing more than pawns, dancing on strings for their captors' amusement.
As the rounds progress, tensions rise, and the stakes grow deadlier. Every performance, every decision carries a fatal cost. The contestants must adapt or perish, knowing that mercy has no place on this stage. For some, it's a race against time to find a way out before they too meet a brutal end. For others, it's about embracing the chaos, willing to do whatever it takes to be the last one standing.
In Stages of Shadows, talent alone isn't enough. Survival demands ruthlessness, cunning, and the will to endure. Only one can win. The rest⌠will become nothing more than the final note of a deadly song.
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A huge thank you to all the wonderful writers in this fandom for sharing your stories and providing us with a place to retreat through your words and visions.
đ¸ Something About You Feels Like Home by @marwritesstuff [E, 40k, omegaverse]
The one in which Harry is a sheltered and inexperienced omega, brought up in a very traditional family, who just moved alone to London to finish his studies. There, he attends a concert by indie band The Rogue. Louis is the lead singer of The Rogue and is a bit tired of not finding a connection. Harry wants to let go of his family's rules and restraints, and Louis wants to find an omega to cherish and take care of.
đ¸ Introduction to Dynamics by @juliusschmidt [E, 29k, omegaverse]
Louis Tomlinson is the outspoken omega in the 'Introduction to Dynamics' course Harry wishes he didn't have to take. He's nearly certain to present as a beta, after all. Things will be simple for him.
đ¸ Quiet People Have the Loudest Minds by @2tiedships2 [M, 38k, omegaverse]
The one where Louis is a nonverbal omega who has accepted the fact that he will never find an alpha that will treat him as an equal. On the other hand, heâs never met anyone like Harry.
đ¸ don't want no other shade of blue by padfootyoudog / @louisisworthit [E, 58k, omegaverse]
âI know youâre putting on an act,â says Harry after a moment, and Louis scowls when he realises the prince is actually amused.
âI donât know what youâre talking about,â says Louis.
âAll Iâve heard over the past couple of years are rumours of Prince Louisâ kindness, and generosity, and oh, heâs so handsome I can barely pour his tea without shaking!â says Harry, putting on a silly, high-pitched voice for the last bit. Louisâ scowl deepens. âI would already know if you were just another selfish, bratty omega prince. You canât fool me, darling, but I admire your efforts.â
âAs you said,â Louis grits out, âthose are only rumours. I assure you, Iâm a terrible person.â
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prompt 339: it was foretold that Alpha Prince Harry would be mated to a beautiful male omega with eyes that could rival the stone amethyst, but Omega Prince Louis refuses to believe it.
đ¸ i was yours (i wish you were mine) by staybeautiful / @harruandlou [E, 56k, famous/non famous]
Ten years ago Harry dropped his best friend and high school boyfriend off at the train station and never saw him again. Now, he's twenty seven, living in NYC, and dreadfully unlucky in love. He can't stop wistfully thinking of Louis promising that they'd see each other again in ten years time. A chance meeting outside a bar has them tumbling head first into a summer of music, milkshakes, and maybe each other.
đ¸ apple pie baked just right by 28goldensfics / @28goldens [E, 106k, farm]
Louis has to get away. The news of his fatherâs terminal diagnosis, the loss of his job, and the breakup with his girlfriend leads Louis to leave for a life of slower things in the small town of Cedar Hills.
His new neighbor is the Cox Family Apple Farm. Harry Styles, the oldest child of the Cox Family, might just teach him how to live life a little simpler, bake an apple pie, and breathe.
đ¸ i would know you from touch alone by staybeautiful / @harruandlou [E, 72k, soulmates]
The Tomlinson and Cox gangs have hated each other for over forty years. Harry Styles, the grandson of Gritty Cox, was freshly back to the city after uni when, on his first night out, he punched the Tomlinson heir in the face. It shouldnât have mattered, their gangs have done worse to each other. But all it took was one single touch to recognize your soulmate. Louis was adamant that being soulmates changed nothing, not who they were or which family they were loyal to. Or, at least, it shouldnât have.
đ¸ The Naked Truth by @larrysmomfics [E, 80k, strangers to lovers]
The producers of Naked Attraction decide to do a 'Second Chances' edition of the show where past contestants who didn't find love on the show the first time can re-apply in hopes that the second time's a charm. Superfan of the show and season three contestant, Harry Styles, is nervous when he first finds out that Niall, Harry's roommate and production assistant on the show, has signed him up to be one of the singletons vying for a date with none other than Louis Tomlinson, from season one, who also happens to be the man Harry has pined for, drooled over, and borderline stalked since he first discovered the show. Will Louis pick Harry? Will Harry share the naked truth about his superfan and supercrush status with Louis? Will Niall Horan ever stop meddling? Find out if going au naturel can lead to a second chance at love in The Naked Truth!
đ¸ Buried Like Treasure by QuickedWeen / @becomeawendybird [E, 40k, royalty]
Prince Harry Styles is very private. He chooses to keep himself out of the public eye but feels lonely and isolated while surrounded by people in his hectic royal life. When he finishes his dissertation, he decides to take a solo holiday to one of the royal family's properties in the Swiss Alps.
Semi-retired thief Louis Tomlinson has been pulled in for one last job: steal a painting from an uninhabited mansion. Neither one of them expects a natural disaster.
đ¸ Hiding Green Smiles by @holdingontochaos [E, 45k, omegaverse]
When Louis goes with Liam to a hidden sex shop, he discovers a new sex toy, the BiteMat, and he can't believe his luck. He loves being bitten, has a biting kink, even, and now he can be bitten over his bonding spot without the fear of anything permanent.
He hastily buys it to try with Harry, his friend and roommate, and his regular heat/rut partner for the last eighteen months. They've been friends-with-benefits outside heat or rut for eight months now, and Louis' been desperately in love with Harry for at least five of those months.
đ¸ lemon eyes by @turnyourankle [E, 50k, omegaverse]
It's not proper for omegas to mess around with alphas before finding their bondmate. But Harry doesn't give a damn what's proper and fully intends on getting as much experience as he can before even trying to find one. As far as he's concerned, the right alpha won't care, and he'll have some fun on the way.
And who better to start with than Louis Tomlinson, the alpha with the worst reputation on campus?
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This is a three-way poll. Only one scrungle may continue onto the next round of the scrungly little guys contest.
Louis de Funès (Hibernatus, La Grande Vadrouille)âHe is THE French scrungly icon, everyone knows him and either loves him for his scrungliness or fucking hates it and there's no in between. He is The Scrungly. He is Little. He is amazing. His facial expressions, his little noises, his everything - he's freaking hilarious. Also he's not afraid to crossdress in his movies and he looks fucking AMAZING in drag just saying Old men fuckers, this is your call đŞ
Thomas Mitchell (It's a Wonderful Life, Stagecoach, Only Angels Have Wings)âOne of those job'bing character actors who turn up in a lot of movies in bit parts. He is a very good actor, with a lot of pathosâyou probably know him as the uncle from It's a Wonderful Life, or Jean Arthur's newspaper friend from Mr. Smith Goes to Washington. A salt of the earth type who brings gravitas and pathos to every part. He scrungles gorgeously.
Russ Tamblyn (West Side Story, Tom Thumb, Seven Brides for Seven Brothers)âwhen they were making 7 brides for 7 brothers they didnât even hire him to dance, they were like, this is russ, heâs a redhead, we need redheads, heâs shrimpy and will do. But then. But THEN. Choreographer Michael kidd meets him and is like âcan you do anything?â and my boy russ is like well! I can do gymnast stuff i guess :) And he gym stuffs so well heâs like in 80% of all the dancing sequences so you think my boy, russ, my goodness, russ is a DANCER! (he canât dance. he is just very good at doing FLIPS and GYM STUFFS.) and then heâs so so good at flipping and making it look like dancing they put him in Dance Movie of All Time, west side story. Truly scrungling your way to the top. Heâs good in that tom thumb movie too I guess. Go russ go.
This is round 2 of the contest. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. If youâre confused on what a scrungle is, or any of the rules of the contest, click here.
[additional submitted propaganda + scrungly videos under the cut]
Louis de Funès:
He is a small old comedy man, what else can I say? My mom loves him and even was disappointed that such a charismatic man wasn't in the hot contest.
Well... Look at him! He started as a jazz pianist, but he became super famous for his roles of angry little guys, or grumpy little guys, or very, very fractious little guys. A comedy, and in particular physical comedy, legend! And in all of them, he is scowling, contorting himself, seething, spitting words and incoherent with rage, making the funniest faces and noises and... he's like a very, very angry wet cat. Angry Wet Cat is, in fact, the best description I can come up with!!!! He was #ScrungleLifestyle #BornScrungly #Scrungle4Life
[editor's note: I don't speak French so let me know if anything in these clips is offensive. The first two clips are mostly physical comedy and a good introduction to Louis de Funès' humor for non-French-speakers :)]
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he is so silly!!!! little old man with crazy energy and facial expressions like you wouldn't believe!! the scrungliest!! he makes the most insane characters seem lovable due to his comedian skill and his scrungly quality :D my favorite actor of all times
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Russ Tamblyn:
here he is once again fooling us into thinking he is a dancer when really he just has no issue being weird in a dance like fashion
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Ace: Sensei's day-off today, right?
Deuce: Yes. They're going to celebrate their mother's birthday.
Ace: So what are we going to do during their time?
Deuce: The usual, I guess?
Ace: I want to make that balloon castle again. Hey, Sebek! You in with the balloon castle?
Sebek: Yes! But I don't want your participation in it!
Ace: Haven't you moved on from last time?
Sebek: I was trapped because you popped it off!
Ace: *laughs*
Epel: *enters the room in a hurry* Guys! Sensei is on television right now!
Ace, Deuce, and Sebek: Eh?
Leona: How did they end up in a dating show?
Cater: Wait. I'll try asking people in the live chat.
Ruggie: But hey, Sensei's looking good with their get up.
Trey: *chuckles* Look at Sensei conversing with other contestants.
The host: I hope everyone's excited to meet our celebrity guest!
The contestants: *clapping*
The host: But before that! Let's have our contestants introduced themselves and hear the reason why they've joined this event.
Riddle, Azul, Vil, and Kalim: *have arrived*
Riddle: Is it starting already?
Trey: Contestants are introducing themselves.
Azul: I thought Sensei was supposed to celebrate their mother's birthday?
Kalim: Maybe their mom told them to?
Vil: *worried frown*
Trey: Is there something wrong, Vil?
Vil: No, nothing.
Cater: It's Sensei's time to introduce themselves now.
The host: Your name, please. Occupation and why did you participate.
MC: *smiles* My name's MC and I'm working as a professor in Night Raven College.
The host: Whoa! A professor in one of the prestigious schools!
*the audience clapping*
The host: How's teaching in Night Raven College?
MC: It's fun. *waves at the camera* I just saw one of my students' magicam username on the screen.
Cater: *laughs*
The host: So what's your reason for joining this dating show?
MC: I was shopping for a blender with my mom.
The host: ...Pardon? You were shopping for a blender?
Leona: What the hell?
Cater, Trey, and Ruggie: *laughs*
MC: *nods* Yes. And while we were busy shopping for a blender, a woman approached us. Ah, I think it was that camerawoman. *points*
The host: *baffled* Th-Then, is it okay for you to be here?
MC: It's not a problem. I'm curious what's the status of dating society today.
The host: ...
The host: One last question. Would you do your best to win here?
MC: Will you give me a blender as a prize? *smiling*
The host: ...Pft. Yes? *laughs* Thank you for your introduction, professor and now it's time to know our celebrity guest!
The host: It's none other than!
The host: Eric Venue!
Leona, Ruggie, Trey, Cater, Riddle, Kalim, and Azul: ... *all turned their heads at Vil*
Vil: ...
Vil: What?
Ace: Bruh... *starts laughing*
Sebek: What's funny, human?
Ace: Just imagine. If Sensei wins this?
Sebek: ...
Epel: They will have to date Vil's dad.
Jack: It's just a one-time thing, right?
Ace: Yep.
Jack: Eh. I'll just go and do my usual routine. Don't want to be lectured by sensei.
Ace: Stay, Jack! We should watch and see how Sensei will win this!
Sebek: Ha! This is nothing for Sensei!
Epel: *chuckles* Yeah.
MC: *just having a blast and is having fun*
The host: Now for our finale! Contestants! You'll have to convince Mr. Venue that you are deserving for him!
*The other contestants start giving out reasons*
Vil's dad: *listening to them and just smiling*
The host: Professor? Now it's your turn.
MC: Thanks. So, Mr. Venue, do you have a child?
Vil's dad: Yes. I have a son.
MC: Okay. So, are you looking for a co-parent? *smiles playfully at him*
Vil's dad: ...
Vil's dad: *laughs*
The host: ... Is that all, professor?
MC: Yes.
Leona: That's one of the most straightforward questions I've heard.
Vil: They're going to win this thing.
Cater: Yep. And look at all the single-parents simping.
Trey: Just now, did you hear the headmage squealing?
Azul: He was too loud for him not to be heard.
Ruggie: Hey, Kalim. Is your phone alright?
Riddle: It has been ringing nonstop.
Kalim: Just my notifications. My single aunts messaging me, asking for Sensei's contact.
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Tara Strong
Roles: Timmy Turner, Twilight Sparkle, Bubbles Utonium, Raven in Teen Titans, Ben Ten, Melody in The Little Mermaid 2 Daisy from Wow Wow Wubby, Pixel Chix, Harley Quinn
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C.27 â lovesick puppy(w)
ON THE AIR â childe x reader smau
| SYNOPSIS;; Teyvat Universityâs popular radio personality, Y/n L/n, has only one gripe with her life. Her classmate, neighbour, and all-around nuisance in her life, Tartaglia. Their rivalry extends just past academics and, to her horror, into her work. He becomes the music director and co-host for her radio show, working alongside her most nights and forcing himself even deeper into her life. But is he really trying to just be friends, or is there an ulterior motive to his actions?
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The morning you end up spending with your friends is relaxing. Itâs a once-in-a-blue moon event, where all three of you are completely free for a majority of the day. Once you all wake up and get yourselves properly caffeinated, you laze around. You end up telling Cyno and Ganyu about the entire timeline with you and Childe, and all your internal thoughts.
You feel significantly lighter, like a great burden lifted off your shoulders. Itâs funny how you never realised just how much keeping all of those tiny details away from your dearest friends had affected you. And then you told them and it was fine. Better than better.
Cyno leaves later in the afternoon for work, and you and Ganyu chill before splitting off for your own activities for the day. You all agree to meet up later at the other womanâs apartment to get ready for the party.
The hours pass by in a breeze, by the time youâre all dolled up you completely forgot any anxieties that had built up in the past few weeks. Worries about your friends and their care for you, worries about childe ajax, worries about your social and academic life. All of it seemed to be much easier to handle when Ganyu waltzed around her living room with you or when Cyno twirled your hair into pigtails while you applied your finishing touches of makeup.
When you finish up, the three of you head out, opting to use an uber rather than having a designated driver. It wasnât like you were planning on getting too drunk, but better to be safe than sorry in your opinion.
You make it to the party after plugging the address Childe had texted you into your phone. And after a rather slow and awkward conversation with your uber driver.
You three step inside the party, arriving with little introduction. You look around immediately, searching for the familiar head of ginger curls. However, instead of spotting Childe, you notice a couple of his friends through the crowd, mostly able to make out the figures of Ayato and Kaeya. You wave at them. Before you can divert or anything, though, your white-haired friend grabs your hand and pulls you towards the kitchen for some drinks.
âWelcome, we have beer, tequila, or our own special recipe; Santaâs punch!â One of the hockey players you donât know the name of greets the two of you as you shuffle into the kitchen. He motions to different parts of the counter decorated with cups and buckets of ice. How they set up that much liquor you will never know, but you donât care to ask.
âSet me up with that punch,â You agree readily, you and Cyno sharing a mischievous look as you take your red plastic cups and clink them together.
Santaâs punch, as it turns out, is one motherfucker of a drink. Be advised to never accept a random named concoction from a frat boy or athlete at a holiday house party. Never.
As you sip from your second refill of the mysterious drink, which was settling a nice warmth and buzz in your chest, you make a couple laps around the party. You knew quite a few people here. Or, at least, quite a few people knew you and came up to strike a conversation with you. You entertained most of them, happy to catch up with classmates or people who listened to your show. A couple more laps in, you get pulled into random games of pong or shot contests.
You dance with Ganyu a couple times, or check on Cyno who happily chats with his roommate and his friends outside, or chat with Childeâs friends whenever you run into them. Eventually, you depart briefly from the party after getting a glass of water from the kitchen, crashing on a nearby couch.
The substances in your system were still a light buzz, but it was starting to reach your head, creeping up the corners of your rational thinking.
You feel the couch dip and hum when you notice Thoma took a seat beside you. âHow are you liking the party?â He asks, holding out his glass to clink with yours. You oblige and take a large gulp of your water.
âItâs fun,â You giggle, adjusting yourself to sit up straighter on the couch. âIâm surprised there arenât more⌠festivities,â You joke, laughing when Thoma pulls a face. He rubs the back of his neck.
âYeah, it was gonna be way worse originally. I talked âem out of hanging snowman string lights and putting up inflatable reindeer, though,â He informs you, the both of you sharing a laugh. The both of you continue to chat casually while you relax. He sips from his cup, occasionally. Halfway through some anecdote youâre saying, he perks up when he notices something across the way. You glance in the direction heâs looking in just as heâs stood up, your words forgotten.
âOh, what the fuck is he doing nowâŚâ
Your brows furrow as Thoma whispers under his breath, standing up as well. You notice Kaeya standing by the bigger speakers, where the largest congregation of people are, a microphone in his hand. He clears his throat and the music turns down a little. A couple people boo.
âSorry, sorry, everyone! I just wanted to make an announcement tonight, because itâs a very special time here,â The man apologises, his words not only catching your interest but seemingly the interest of everyone else in this part of the house. Thoma slips away but you stay put where you are, staring over the crowd at the dark-haired man addressing everyone.
Somehow, it seems like heâs just looking at you as he speaks.
He adjusts his hold on the microphone. âSo, you see, I have an exciting update about one of my friends. You all might have heard of him. Mr Tartaglia, aka âChildeâ?â Kaeya pauses as quite a few people cheer or respond similarly to his rhetorical question. âWell, recently, Iâve started noticing my friend acting odd. He seems so lighthearted now, way more than he ever was around me or any of us, his friends! And I was thinking, how could he be that way? Then I realized who finally got him out of his shell!â
This time you know Kaeya is looking at you as he speaks, finishing his words by pointing directly at where youâre standing by the couch. Your eyes widen as quite a few people turn their heads, more and more party-goers becoming piqued by the public scene happening right in front of them. âThis woman right here!â Kaeya laughs, and though itâs light and charming like usual, it sends chills down your spine.
Why do you feel dread? Why does this feel like an omen?
He tilts his head as he looks over the crowd. âOkay, I can tell a couple of you are confused so let me clue you in on whatâs going on,â He dramatically clears his throat and straightens his posture. Now everyone is positively enthralled by his words, his voice calm despite the slight slur and unbalance that he seems to be holding himself up with.
âChilde made a bet with us!â He laughs again, and all of a sudden you feel your chest grow tight. The buzz you had disappears as your blood runs cold, your body feeling a million tons heavier. âHe bet us that if he could get Ms Y/n L/n to fall in love with us, heâd get complete control of our band! Despite the fact that he only writes the songs for us, that didnât stop him! But you know what might?â Kaeya is giggling like a little kid sharing the funniest joke theyâve ever heard as he continues. His words buzz in your ears.
âWhat might stop him is the fact heâs just a lovesick puppy⌠Ironic really, given how Y/n over there was supposed to be head over heels for him while he hated her guts.. Or maybe heâs just a really good actor!â Kaeya stumbles a step to the side, but he never looks away from you. He smiles cruelly, his gaze cold as he stares you down. âAnd if you doubt me, ask how Diluc knew to ask for his help as your co-hostâHeyâ!â The manâs nonchalant shrug is interrupted as Thoma and Scaramouche rush forward to snatch the microphone away from him, insistently clawing it out of his fingers.
âSorry everyone! Please ignore him, heâs had too many drinks!â Thoma pleads with an awkward chuckle.
But the damage has been done. Your heart is being squeezed in your chest, growing heavy and cracked as his words sink into your brain and poke their way through the alcohol fog. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes, the pieces clicking into place a little too neatly.
Childeâs convenient placement as your co-host, his insistence on talking to you, on seeing you, of âbeing on even footingâ. Everything seems clear as day now for his true intentions, and suddenly everything becomes a guessing game, requiring a thorough second pass to decipher if you were being fooled all along or if there was any genuine intentions in the manâs actions.
It doesnât matter, anyway. He still did it. And he, more importantly, didnât tell you himself.
You feel suffocated in the atmosphere of the party, the eyes of people staring at you becoming too much. Your lungs canât seem to work properly and your vision is getting fuzzy. Abruptly, you turn to leave, not sparing a glance at anyone or even wasting your time looking for your friends. You simply text them to meet you outside.
You canât believe it. You shouldnât.
And yet, it makes too much sense.
You trudge out of the house with your head swimming. The thoughts, snacks, and alcohol swirl around your stomach in a dangerous mix. You can feel the bile crawling up your throat. Thankfully, you stumble towards the lawn just in time to regurgitate your stomachâs contents onto the manicured grass, your breathing heavy. Harsh blinks keep you from completely doubling over, and a hand on each of your knees gives you a moment to catch your breath.
âY/n? You alright?â Childeâs voice pulls you from the nauseating dizziness of your world and you round on your heels to face him. His face is contorted in concern, worry pinching his lips and brows together.
He was a damn good actor.
âDonât fucking touch me,â You sneer venom as he reaches out to you, taking a large step back to maintain some distance. He pauses at this, his eyes widening as the crack in your voice, thick with too many emotions getting caught in your throat.
âWhatâs wrong?â He tries again, holding his hands up as if to show he means no harm. He can tell youâre on edge by the way your arms wrap around yourself, tears starting to roll down your cheeks. And he so desperately wishes you would tell him what was wrong, would let him pull you into his arms and wipe the tears off your pretty face until you feel better.
That doesnât happen.
âWhatâs wrong is youâre a piece of shit, Tartaglia.â You seethe, noticing how Childe flinches at the way you say his name. Noticeably not Ajax or Taru, which youâd taken to calling him recently. Youâre trying desperately not to sob, your emotions running high enough as is. His presence isnât making it any better. âYour stupid bullshit, all this playing around with other people, better fucking be worth it. Because youâre going to end up alone carrying on like this,â You scoff, âNot that you care, right? As long as you win a bet,â
You see the color drain from his face, and you almost feel a sick satisfaction from seeing his concern for you morph into some horrified expression. âWhat did you hearâ?â
âEnough,â You cut him off, holding up your hand to keep him from talking. He stands there dumbly, staring at you as you move past him, making your way towards the street.
âWait, Y/n, letâs talk about this,â He calls after a second, seeming to snap out of his head. He attempts to follow you, but only gets a few steps before the front door slams open. Cyno and Ganyu rush forward into the cold night air.
Cyno stares between the two of you, seeing you taking deep breaths, hiccuping every now and then as your cheeks shimmer with tears. âWhat the fuck happened?â His voice is cold, and he turns to finally look at Childe, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. âWhat did you say?â In a split second, heâs stepped between you and the ginger man, shoving him back when he tries to skirt around Cyno.
âCy, just leave him alone,â You murmur, leaning into Ganyuâs hold as she wraps her arms around your shoulders. The two men stare each other down, not wanting to move from their spot. âCyno. Drop it.â You snap this time, calling his attention. He sneers at the ginger before he turns to you, taking you all in. His eyes soften, taking notice of the flush in your cheeks, your eyes red and already starting to get puffy.
âY/n..â Childe attempts one more time. You glare in his direction. You already felt like shit, your heart dragging by your feet as you mustered the courage to keep walking. You didnât need him trying to make amends to this shitty situation. You just needed him to leave you alone.
âDonât ever talk to me,â You declare. Grabbing Cyno and Ganyuâs hands, you march away. The other girl keeps her arms around you, smoothing her hand over your hair while you let your tears fall freely. The three of you walk in silence to the end of the street before calling an uber, the fun atmosphere and lighthearted banter from before disappearing.Â
You knew, logically, there was a chance Kaeya was just spouting bullshit just to get a reaction and to make a boring night more exciting. But you doubted it. It made too much sense. And besides, howâd he know Diluc was the one who found Childe to be the new co-host if he wasnât telling the truth? Your chest felt hollow as your thoughts kept circling around thisâŚ
Maybe you shouldâve kept hating Childe..
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Day 0 - Introduction
đľ Dear Mom and Dad, Iâm doinâ fine. You guys are on my mind⌠đľ
Welcome to the premiere of THE 2ND SEASON of Total Drama Sims: the hottest, freshest reality TV show on simblr. I'm your host jonquilyst, though if you tuned in to the show last season, you'll already know who I am!
14 more teenagers have gathered to put their wits, guts, and strength to the test to seek out the ⨠grand prize. ⨠Like last season, they will compete in crazy challenges, deal with less-than-perfect living arrangements, and face the judgement of each other!
đľ You asked me what I wanted to be, and I think the answer is plain to see⌠đľ
đľ I wanna live close to the sun. Pack your bags 'cause Iâve already won⌠đľ
Allow me to give you the grand tour of the no-longer-abandoned film lot we claimed for this season! Instead of cabins, contestants will be staying in these cramped trailers, just like actors on set! There's one for each team with 7 beds each and complimentary bathrooms.
Our mess hall is a bit less rustic than the one we had at the summer camp, but it's got that same ol' charm with 2 dining tables and a small living area for everyone's convenience!
Now, on to the fun part: replacing the shoddy outhouse, our contestants' destination for providing their juicy confessionals will be a makeup trailer right behind the trailers! Get used to it: it'll appear every single day with a different contestant providing their thoughts.
And finally, the auditorium! This will be the site of our ever-so-exciting elimination ceremonies. In front of it is the walk-of-shame, where losers will say goodbye to Total Drama Sims to catch the lame-o-sine at the very end!
đľ Everything to prove nothingâs in my way. Iâll get there one day! đľ
Now, allow me to formally introduce you to our 14 new contestants!
(from left to right; top to bottom)
(also fun fact: the poses are all different this time, so everyone's portrait is truly unique to them!)
ASHLEE SCHAEFER (she/her) by @shmoodlet - A rap artist who always wants to be the center of attention
BRODY SHERMAN (he/him) by @aniraklova - A football captain who loves to party and cause mischief
COFFEE BEAN (she/her) by @riverofjazzsims - A gloomy and introverted polyglot who was entered into the competition by her twin sister so she can have more typical teenager experiences
DREW PINTO (she/they) by @witheringscreations - A talented track athlete who wants to make friendships outside of those she trains with
ENZO ESPINOZA (he/him) by @seyvia - A handsome model who wants to prove to his brothers that he's the most exceptional sibling
FLO HARPER (she/her) by @akitasimblr - A nosy "rebel" (she only dresses the part) who secretly loves to bake
HANS SOMME (he/him) by @ethicaltreatmentofcowplants - A physically gifted, socially inept snob who doesn't think TDS will be that hard
LIANA MORRIS (she/her) by @bloomingkyras - An introverted computer whiz who chose to compete in TDS so she wouldn't have to go to her grandparents' house
NEAL WARD (he/him) by @nakasumi-sims - Son of famous actor Judith Ward. Judith signed him up for TDS2 so he could be occupied while she's filming overseas
PAULINA CALLAWAY (she/her) by @cowplant-ate-my-sim - A cheerful girl who signed up for TDS so she could have a free vacation
TAKASHI ABBOTTSFORD (he/him) by @stargazer-sims - A friendly and talkative boy who thinks he'd be good at TDS due to growing up in a large chaotic family
TONI STROUD (she/her) by @simsinfinitylt - A creative and imaginative thespian who is determined to make a name for herself
TRISTAN BACHMAN (he/him) by @micrathene-w - A snarky academic genius who accidentally arrived at TDS when he was meant to go to his academic decathlon meet
WILLABELLE LOWES (she/her) by @invisiblequeen - An overachiever who is confident she'll win TDS
đľ I WANNA BE, I WANNA BE, I WANNA BE FAMOUS! đľ
Wait... What About Teams?
Yea... about that: teams will be sorted a little differently this season! Instead of randomized teams right away, they are being formed after the first socialization day, when everyone has time to form relationships! Shortly before the first challenge, two people will be selected at random to be the "captains" of the teams. From there, they will select their teammates schoolyard-style (alternating between boys and girls) based on their relationships with the other contestants!
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Chihiro Natsuyaki Novel - âChoose Me!â
Track 1 - 1st Round
Smiling brightly, I turn on my charm.
Desperately trying to connect with the person on the other side of the screen, I seek their love.
Whether the image of me reflected there is fake or realâŚ..Even I canât tell anymore.
ââ âHeya! Thanks for checking out my 100sec-PR vid! My nameâs Chihiro Natsuyaki, and Iâm from the special tourist ward, HAMA 14! All my friends call me Chii! Iâm passionate about dancing and regularly upload my idol dance covers on Dazzle!â
âSo come check me out!â, I say with a smile.
However my smile is a bit forced, and there is a hint of anxiety lurking in my eyes.
The reality is I have no confidence in myself, and those who understand that feeling would definitely notice.
âAlso, I have lots of respect for the gyaru culture of the Heisei eraâŚ.. My hobby is collecting Heisei memorabilia(1)! First, please check out my dances!â
I hadn't started using âChii-neseâ at this point in time.
There was a moment in my SNS self-introduction video that was shot soon after I was accepted for the audition show but before the final selection where I started dancing, and only in that moment did I truly appear to be brimming with confidence.
âAlright, how about you adopt a gyaru persona? It adds more flair to have someone like that on the show. Got that? Iâm counting on you.â
ââŚâŚA gyaru⌠persona?â
That day, I sat in the TV stationâs conference room, my heart thumping with nervousness.
â13Choose!â ââAfter applying to this next-generation idol audition program, I successfully passed the document review and video screening and made it to the finals. I was then invited for an in-person meeting; I wondered if the other contestants would be there and what they were like. It made me really nervous.
But, to my surprise, the only person in the meeting room was a man who introduced himself as the director.
In the room, there was a TV playing my newly recorded self-intro video.
The director glanced at it and said, âYou mentioned liking Heiseiâs gyaru culture, right?â
âWe need at least one flashy person among the contestants. Ah, your current makeup is fine, but can you make your eye makeup a bit heavier? Put more emphasis into that cat-eye(2) look. And also, dye your hair pinkâ
âDye⌠my hair⌠pink?â
âCanât do it?â
âN-No, I can.â
When questioned, I hastily agreed. I wasnât sure what this all meant, but I felt that I shouldnât refuse. The director was telling this to a nobody like me, who wasnât even part of a talent agency, so I figured I should follow his instructions if I wanted to have a chance at making it.
âMake sure to really play up the gyaru persona in front of the camera. If you can at least make it to the semi-finals, itâll keep the show engaging.â
The director didnât even look my way, as if I was a speck of dust in his eyes. My self-introduction video reached the dance portion, the one part I wanted him to see the most, butâŚ
âNext person, please.â
With those words, I had no choice but to get up and leave the room.
After leaving the TV station, I looked for a salon where I could book an appointment.
I needed a place that could dye my hair pink for as cheaply as possible.
What kind of personality would a gyaru have?
I wonder if it means someone who uses a lot of gyaru slang.
Does that mean I should act bright and cheerful?
ââŚâŚ..At least make it to the semi-finalsâŚ., huhâŚâ
I remember the directorâs words.
That means he doesnât think I can debut, right?
Being told to exaggerate the gyaru persona on camera surely means he wants me to be a high-energy hypeman.
I suddenly become aware of the hole deep inside my heart.
The usual draft blows through it, leaving me feeling cold and lonely.
It's the unbearable loneliness that comes when I realize no one in this world needs me.
But then, I shake my head and think to myself, âI can do this, I know I can.â
After all, I do this at home too. The same old routine.
My bad-tempered mom, my irritable big sister, and my frightened little sisters.
I smile and play the role of a clown in order to make everyone laugh.
In order to make everyone smile.
âŚ..I thought, for a moment, that no matter where I go, nothing changes.
But even so, thatâs okay.
I clenched my fists tightly at the thought.
âIf it means I can become an idol, Iâll do anything.â
If itâll change my meaningless life around.
If it can make my family smile, even just a tiny bitâŚ.
At least for now, the only path I can choose is to win the audition in front of me.
For me, there is no other option.
â13Choose!â is the successor to a popular, regularly held audition show. Being chosen and making your debut here means becoming an idol with a tremendous amount of fame and popularity.
Iâve watch many idol audition shows myself.
Contestants are brought to their dormitory, their smartphones taken away, and are made to live under strict supervision. They are ranked and compete in dancing, singing, and idol concepts. Viewer votes and producer evaluations are combined to determine who gets eliminated, starting with the lowest-ranked contestants.
I heard that thereâs a total of 133 contestants this time.
And only 13 people will be allowed to debut.
So, here I was, unpacking my belongings in my assigned room at the dormitory. The other contestants were probably doing the same, though I could hear occasional excited shouts coming from down the hallway.
It was only natural.
The first mission song was just announced, and everyone was on cloud nine. I was feeling excited and anxious too.
âMan~, Iâm a total nervous wreck, but I love that song to death so I canât help but feel excited âbout it~!â
Thereâs a camera in my room too, capturing everything.
Remembering the direction toâŚ. play up and exaggerate the gyaru persona in front of the camera, I struck up a conversation with my roommate.
âYâknow! I nearly cried when I listened to this song. Itâs a song by an artist that Iâm the biggest fan ofâŚ. Ah, geez, I got emotional again.â
My roommate, Komu-kun, was super cute.
His smile was radiant, like an angelâs.
It seemed heâd come all the way from Kansai to participate, and got embarrassed whenever he accidentally slipped into his Kansai dialect.
Even now, heâs shyly covering his mouth, and I can't help but think he's one of those naturally "adorable" types.
âKomu-pi is so cuteââ Ah, can I call you Komu-pi? You can call me Chii!â
Komu-kun, elated, said with a laugh, âIâm glad to be roommates with ChiiâŚ.â
âI havenât tried singing or dancing beforeâŚ. But Chiiâs good at dancing, right? I saw it in your 100s-PR!â
âEh, you checked it so fast! Didnât it just come out yesterday?â
âI was told in advance that Iâd be roommates with you, so I looked you up right awayâŚ. Your dancing skills are amazing, and you look so cool too!â
The day before arriving at the dormitory, my roommateâs name was indeed given to me.
In fact, I had already watched Komu-kunâs PR, and his shy yet amusing display of his talent of being able to ârecite pi to a hundred decimals!â as he called it while fidgeting was kinda strange, but entertaining nonetheless.
I never thought Komu-kun would watch my video, so it was a nice surprise. It warmed my heart to know that he watched my dancing and complimented it.
âTo be honest, I dunno if I can keep up with practice. âŚ..But my family is poor, you see. So I dropped out after middle school so I could become an idol to support my family.â
âOh, same here. I dropped out after middle school too.â
âFor real? Thatâs pretty comfortinâ. Come to think of it, Chii and I are almost the same height too.â
I missed the chance to say it, but knowing that we both wanted to support our families and that we both came from the same impoverished background made me feel somewhat comforted.
But when Komu-kun pulled out a bunch of family photos from his luggage and put them up on the wall, I felt a pang in my chest.
Between the two people who looked to be kind and gentle parents stood Komu-kun, smiling.
Looking at the photos from his childhood to present day, I felt they all gave off the sense that he had a close bond with his family.
There were not only formal pictures, but also some casual playful ones taken of their daily lives.
As I stared at them intently, Komu-kun turned around and innocently said, âAh, thoseâre my family photos.â
ââŚ..You guys take a lot of photos, huh.â
âPapa and Mama are alwaysâŚ. Ah, I mean, my Dad and my Mom really love taking photos, so despite our financial situation, they always want to take photos and make photo albums for me every year. I wish they could cut me some slack, but I canât deny that it makes me really happy.â
ââŚâŚâŚ..â
I pause. My words wonât come out right away.
I thought we were similar just mere moments ago, but now I just couldnât see him that way anymore.
I desperately tried to stop the bubbling sense of unease inside me.
âCâmon, Komu-pi, donât try to act cool~. You usually call your parents âPapaâ and âMamaâ, right? You can call them that in front of me.â
âEhhh, youâre not going to laugh at me for actinâ like a kid?â
âI wonât laugh, I promise. I think itâs cute, so youâre totally in the OK-zone.â
Komu-kunâs shy smile really is cute.
There wasnât a single shred of malice in him; just a genuine smile. And it made me think, âHe truly is loved.â
âŚ..Heâs going to be really popular.
The thought suddenly occurred to me.
âCome to think of it, Chii, you didnât have pink hair in your 100s-PR video, right? Did you dye it? It really suits you.â
âAahâŚâŚ Yeah, the director gave me some advice. And he suggested I go pink.â
Actually, it was more like an order.
But Komu-kun turned to me with a smile and genuinely exclaimed, âWoah, the director is so kind!â
âI got some advice too. He said that by being myself, I can bring out my natural charm, and that I should just be confident.â
ââŚâŚIs that so.â
âThatâs completely different from what he told me,â I thought to myself.
Deep inside my chest, ugly jealousy began to sprout alongside my anxiety.
It was dark, viscous, oppressive, and the moment I became conscious of it I felt like I couldnât breathe.
I brushed it off. I didnât want to lose to something like that.
After all, Iâm gonna become an idol, and I want to keep that idol spirit inside my heart too.
âIf itâs dancing, I can teach you all âbout it!â
Thatâs why I decided to say that. Komu-kun who said, âChii, youâre too kind!â was really happy.
Because of my slight sense of guilt, I swore to make sure to teach him with absolute seriousness and sincerity.
I made up my mind to practice together, to make sure that both Komu-kun and I could make it through to the next selection.
Track 1 | Track 2 | Track 3 | Track 4 | Track 5
TL Notes:
Here, even though the original script used âă°ăăşâ (goods), I decided to go with the word âmemorabiliaâ instead since Heisei era ended in 2019 and this game supposedly takes place in a pretty far future, Iâd say itâs pretty fitting
Original word is âă¤ăçŽâ (tsurime), the eye style thatâs famously known to be a trademark trait for tsundere characters but its definition defined it as âslanted upwards eyesâ, I decided to call it âcat eyeâ due to similar look + in Chihiroâs profile, he said his charm point is his âcat eyesâ so yeah
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Pride & Prejudice: A TWSTed AU
The Merchant from the Depths: A. Ashengrotto
Introduction, or pick another route!
Azul x GN Reader (they/them)
Warnings: Azul is (lovingly) a sus dumbass and businessman, P&P level angst and insults, I got carried away and this is 6k words im so sorry
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Azul was staring at you again.
Surprisingly, at this point you were sort of used to it. If anything, you stared back at him, dead in the eye, until he broke eye contact, adjusting his glasses or ruffling his hair. Still, it unnerved you a bit more than youâd care to admit.
Ever since his overblot, you noticed that heâd make his presence known around you. Whether it was Azul himself, or Jade or Floyd lurking around your general vicinity and eventually herding you near Mostro Lounge, it was starting to get a little concerning. Especially because of that strange look in his eye when he thought you werenât looking.
Still, you got some weird signals from Azul, because sometimes heâd chat with you (and not-so-subtly get you to sign a deal with him). Other times, heâd hardly meet your eyes at all.
So now, you decided to ruffle him. It wasnât like you could go toe-to-toe (tentacle-to-tentacle?) with Azul without causing a massive headache, and staring back at him was hardly the worst thing one could do at NRC. So, you initiated a staring contest with him. You won every time, and he always slunk back with pink dusting his cheeks. The bitter shame of defeat, you thought proudly. Nevermind that it was cute seeing a different side to him, your stomach doing flips.
Meanwhile, still slumped in his seat, Azul attempted to cool his face off. Sevens, you always seemed to surprise him. Humans were so odd - just when he thought he had you all figured out, you always did something that threw him off guard. It appears you werenât the quiet Prefect all of the time. As class ended and he walked back to Octavinelle, his mind drifted.
The past few weeks following his overblot were strange, indeed. Three days earlier, he sat across from you in his office, smug that heâd finally get Ramshackle. Then a few days later, he was returning the very photo heâd contracted you to steal, and rethinking everything he thought about you. The landfolk always talk about sirens in the sea, he thought irritably as he rubbed his temple, staring down a blank contract. But if the landfolk had their version of sirens, youâd be it.
He tapped the fishbone quill against his desk, gritting his teeth. He didnât know how much time had passed until Jade entered his office, followed by Floyd who leaned against the doorframe. âAzul, we have this weekâs profits-â Jade stopped when he saw him, âoh? Are you alright? Have you been overworking?â
Azul sighed, flopping back in the armchair. Jade hummed, âperhaps it has to do with a meddling someone?â Azulâs face flushed, and Jade had his answer.
âFufu, this is interesting,â Jade grinned and watched as Azul composed himself, pushing his glasses up. âWe have reasonable proof that the Prefect also shares feelings for you, Azul.â The dorm leader stopped and looked at him.
ââŚReally?â He asked, resting a hand beneath his elbow and propping his head up. âWhat proof?
âWho else but the only other soul in the school who dorms with them?â A grin spread slowly across Azulâs face, and he hummed to himself, pleased, âI suppose I should⌠affirm this for myself. Thank you, Jade.â His glasses glinted ominously in the light as the twins matched his grin. âYou should turn in for the night, Iâll be here.â He snapped his fingers and a blank piece of golden parchment unfurled itself midair. âI should make preparations.â
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Grim had never been this hungry nor intimidated in his life. And never at the same time.
It all started when he went to the cafeteria to get something for lunch, and he was stopped by Azulâs two lackeys. Then, he was whisked into Mostro Lounge with the promises of all the tuna he could want, with desserts!, if only heâd have a little chat with the Housewarden. Despite his grumbling stomach, he was still coherent enough to know bad idea, big no-no. Prefect will yell at you.
Then he saw the buffet of tuna on the table and all reason left him.
He lunged at the table, already drooling, when Floyd caught him around his midsection, âAh ah ah, sealie,â he grinned ominously, âyou gotta talk to the boss!â
At that moment, Azul strode into the room, blue dorm uniform jacket billowing behind him. âAh, Grim, so good of you to join us.â He seated himself next to the head of the table, where Floyd plopped Grim down. Grim watched dazedly as Floyd and Jade moved to stand behind his chair, while Azul was already pulling out a lengthy contract followed by a little inkpot.
âI understand that you and the Prefect are close? Perhaps, youâd be willing to tell me a bit more⌠about them,â Azul smirked, watching the fear and hunger swirl in Grimâs eyes. The little cat monster leaned away from him, and Azul loomed closer. âI ainât telling you anythinâ!â Heâs still loyal, griped Azul internally. But Azul wasnât the infamous business-mer of Octavinelle for nothing.
âOf course, of course!â He waved a hand, adjusting his glasses with the other, âI would never want to pry! After all,â he smirked dangerously at Grim, who felt a shiver run down his back, âI am a changed man! And I have the Prefect to thank for it.â
As if on cue, Jade and Floyd leaned down closer to Grim, and he could feel their breaths on his fur. Azul continued, watching Grimâs composure crack with satisfaction, now weâre getting somewhere. âI simply want to thank the Prefect with an⌠alliance,â he took a saucer and spooned out some expensive tuna, piling it on a cracker, âone that would, of course benefit them. Benefit you.â
Grim opened his mouth to protest, but Azul stuffed the cracker into his mouth. He grinned at the twins, âtoday is simply the first day of negotiations. If you tell me what I want to know, then this sumptuous feast-â he brandished a gloved hand to the table laden with food â-is yours. But this is the first of many to come.â
He leaned closer to Grim, satisfied that the hunger in the cat monsterâs eyes was growing after whetting his appetite with the tuna cracker. âIf your information proves useful, and the Prefect and I form a relationship, I will provide you with high quality foods and comfort.â
To drive the point, Azul topped a cracker with tuna, âincluding all the tuna,â he added a spoonful of caviar, âyou could ever,â he squeezed a lemon over it, âwant.â
Grimâs eyes were sparkling, and he opened his mouth as Azul brought the cracker closer to him. Suddenly Azul stuffed the cracker into his own mouth, and Grimâs face fell. Azulâs smirk grew, and he leaned back nonchalantly chewing on the caviar, pleased at the lemonâs tang, âbut of course, this depends on how well you help me. Youâll be able to eat after our little chat, donât worry. Iâll be contacting you for information later today.â
Azul could see the exact millisecond that Grim relented. Eyes sparkling, Grim yelled âHECK YEAH!â And stuffed a paw into the inkpot before Azul could react. Grim slammed his paw where the signature line was, ink splattering on the tablecloth, but Azul didnât care. Yes, youâve played right into my grasp, he grinned and snapped his fingers. As the twins backed off and Grim catapulted himself into the middle of the table, Azul chuckled to himself as he ambled back to his office, the Prefect is as good as mine.
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Thatâs odd, you thought as you glanced at the clock, Grim should be here by now.
He didnât come to lunch today, and you hadnât seen him in a while. It wasnât usually like Grim to skip a meal, and now it was late evening, and you still didnât know where he was.
You sighed. You had no energy to deal with this. It was slowly getting later and later, and it was already dark out when you heard the front door open and saw Grim trudging in, looking exhausted.
âGrim!â You scooped him up and hugged him, âwhere were you?! I was so worried! Donât do that again!â You blubbered, âare you hungry?â âNope!â Grim said quickly, which made you a little suspicious. Grim? Not hungry? Sure, when the Scalding Sands freezes over.
âDid you eat?â Grim tensed in your grip, âyeah! Just- stop askinâ questions henchhuman! You worry too much.â He got out of your arms and padded off. âGrim, where did you go?â Grim stopped, eyes wide. âDonât worry about it!â He raced up to your room, while you frowned behind him. You were definitely worrying about it.
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Earlier that day, Grim went to his classes after lunch, completely content after his meal at Mostro Lounge and forgetting about his deal. After clubs, he began making his way back to Ramshackle when two shadows loomed behind him. Squeaking, he turned back and lo and behold, Jade and Floyd were grinning at him.
âEh~ Has sealie-o forgot his little promise?â Floyd cackled, grabbing Grim, âdonât worry, we didnât!~â It was at that moment Grim knew; he fucked up. This was a mistake. A trap. A grim Grim error. The twins strode into the hall of mirrors, heading straight for Azulâs office. Floyd plopped Grim down on the seat across from Azul, who rested his chin on his intertwined hands. Grim shivered as Azulâs glasses glinted ominously in the light. Azul tapped his quill twice against the desk, smirking assuredly.
âNow, let us begin~â
âââ
âGrim, whatâs this all about?
You were almost running behind your cat monster, who seemed a little too skittish to be without blame. Ever since he came home late that day, heâd been oddly quiet. It all started when you got a letter addressed to you.
My dearest Prefect,
I hope this message finds you well. In light of what transpired before winter break, Iâve realized that I never properly thanked you for helping me.
As such, it would be my honor to host you at Mostro Lounge this evening. I cordially invite you to dinner tonight, please arrive punctually. I look forward to seeing you soon.
Yours,
Azul Ashengrotto
When you tried to find Jade and Floyd (Sevens only knew how long you looked for Azul himself before you gave up), they merely smiled ominously at you and remained just out of reach. As the evening approached, you were left only with confusion and a very skittish Grim. For the past week, heâd come back to Ramshackle later and later, but curiously he wasnât hungry at all. This was odd - your little cat monster was always down for tuna. Except now.
When you mentioned the dinner to him, he laughed nervously and curiously didnât ask to tag along. âWhy? Its a dinner at Mostro Lounge. Its free. Donât you want food?â Grim gulped, rubbing the top of his head strangely. âA-and see those two weirdos anâ Azul again? No way!â Still, you noticed his ears pinning back on his head. Heâs scared.
âWhat did they do?â Your eyes narrowed and Grim flinched. âNothin! You should go to your date!â âGrim, its not a dateâŚâ you turned to the letter thoughtfully, âor is it?â âFor the love of- YES ITS A DATE! Iâm not gonna let that contract go to nothinâ!â Grim screeched, the flames on his ears flaring up. Wait⌠why was it purple and growing out of his head?
âGrim what did you do?!â You watched in horror as an anemone grew out of Grimâs head yet again. âYou signed a contract with him?! Why the hell did you do that?!â Grimâs face fell into shock. âUh oh, I wasnât supposed to tell ya thatâŚâ
With that, the cat monster raced out of the room and made a beeline straight for the Octavinelle mirror. âGrim!â You ran after him, tripping as you fell into the mirror. You thudded on the floor, panting, until two pairs of nice dress shoes came into sight. âHello, Prefect,â Jade greeted with a hand on his chest. Floyd picked you up by the shoulders and dusted you off. âWelcome to Mostro Lounge~â
The Lounge is⌠different, you realized. For starters, there was no one there - usually around this time, thereâd be customers. Did the Lounge close early tonight? The ambience also was⌠new. Sure, it was always a little dark since it was underwater-ish, but now there were candle-lit tables flickering, highlighting a central table with two chairs. Somehow it felt very⌠intimate.
Surely this was some kind of weird prank? â...whats going on?â you looked at the twins, who started chuckling. You suddenly got your bearings back, voice rising in pitch, âWhere is Grim?!â
âAh, Prefect, youâve arrived.â
You looked up, eyes widening. Azul strode into the Lounge, pearlescent and practically gleaming. His hair was slicked back, and he was dressed smartly in a light greyish-blue suit. He looked opulent, with a layered pearl necklace around his neck reminiscent of his outfit from the festival at Noble Bell. Instead of his usual rectangle glasses, he wore his round-lens frames. In his left breast pocket was a dark blue rose, which he carefully took and held out to you. âIts wonderful of you to join us. Shall we begin?â
What in the cinnamon toast fuck was going on?
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Last night, Azul came up with 862 date plans to ensure you had fun. And you will have fun!
He managed to get his moneyâs (and tuna buffetâs) worth after making (convincing) Grim to sign that contract with him. When Floyd dropped Grim into the seat across from him, Azul grilled him on your interests.
All night, he pored over his notes, going over every detail that Grim said. His main questions were answered, like Is the Prefect looking for a partner?, What does the Prefect want in a partner?, What is the Prefect attracted to?, and so on. In the end, he left his last question unanswered - partially because Grim looked far too frazzled to answer, and because Azul was too scared to ask.
His final question: Does the Prefect love me back? remained unanswered at the bottom of the page. Thankfully, he thought as he pulled your chair out and had you sit down, I donât need to answer it. You will love me by the end of the night!
As Azul sat down across from you, you gulped. You severely underestimated what this dinner would be. But with Azul dressed to the nines, the twins snickering over your shoulders, and Grim being skittish all day, this could only mean one thing: you were going to have a literal romantic candle-lit dinner with the same dude who nearly made you homeless and made Grim an anemone.
It sickened you. It was overwhelming. So much that you could hardly get any words out as Jade wafted to the table carrying platters of your favorite foods, while Azul laced his fingers together and observed you so gently. It wasnât like you could get any words in, because Azul began talking at you, Jade started grinning, and you were just reeling. You could hear Floyd humming along with the sizzle of frying oil, and became hyperfocused on random things: Jadeâs golden eye. The candle flame flickering. The smell of food. And Azulâs analytical eyes watching you as he spoke.
As Azul began a long tirade about âhow lovely it was to finally sit down and speak with you Prefect! I do appreciate your time, as you can see weâve prepared the Lounge to your taste! We hope the food is to your liking and-â you cut him off.
âAzul, where is Grim?â You said flatly, putting down your knife and fork. You werenât even eating anyway, youâd just shoved the food around the plate. By now you were tired of asking questions and wanted answers, dammit. Azulâs eyes widened, and he leaned on his elbow. âGrim is fine! In fact, he was kind enough to tell me all about you.â
You tensed. This wasnât good. You werenât necessarily hiding anything, but it wasnât like you wanted Azul to know things he shouldnât. ââŚlike what?â You asked, taking up your drink and sipping it slowly. If Azul was going to be coy, you would too. You wouldnât lose your composure to him.
Azul leaned forward, smirk growing. âMany things,â he tapped a gloved finger against his cheek, âyour preferred foods, your aesthetic or decor, and curiously,â his eyes locked onto yours, âyour interest in me.â
Strictly speaking, that was a bluff; Grim hadnât told him that. But as you visibly grew flustered, he thought he hit the nail on the head. âNow now, donât worry, we didnât discuss anything bad! Rather, after speaking to him, I have a proposal that I believe would interest you greatly.â
He snapped his fingers, and a gleaming golden contract unfurled beside him. Pushing up his glasses, Azul seemed to smile gently at you. âNow, you would gain plenty things - a free meal at Mostro Lounge per week, a consistent stream of gifts, flowers delivered to Ramshackle every Monday, along with meetings with me each Saturday-â He was about to continue when you cut him off.
âThis⌠this has to be some kind of trick,â you muttered, dazed. You didnât even realize you said it out loud until Azulâs gaze softened, âNo, Iâm being completely serious, Prefect. I-â âWhat is this?â You demanded, straightening up.
Azul visibly bristled at your words, practiced businessman-smile wavering. âThis? This is just a fraction of what I can give you!â He forced himself to keep his composure, âo-of course we can amend the contract-â âAzul! What is the contract for?!â By now you were beyond worried. You had no idea where Grim disappeared to, and had no explanation about this dinner thing Azul clearly dressed to the nines for. âWhat am I agreeing to?!â
Azul went pink. âI-IâŚâ you could overhear Jade snickering in the kitchen while something seemed to fall over. Azul cleared his throat, starting to look strangely shy. âI would like you to be my partner.â You frowned deeply, âIâm not working with you. Why do you want me to be your business partner anyway?â At your words, you heard Jade and Floyd bark in laughter while Azul looked like he wanted to sink into his suit
âI mean.. romantically,â he whispered. Your eyes widened while your heart pounded. Slowly, things started to fall into place. Your eyes narrowed, this was too good to be true. âWhy?â Azulâs eyes widened, âwell, why not?â You stayed silent, just looking at him. Despite being in a not-enemy-situation with Azul, you didnât exactly forget what transpired before winter break. How you and Jack walked into Octavinelle with the twins, and sat across from Azul as he tried to kick you and Grim out of Ramshackle. And how he gave you backhanded insult after insult, and for what? For him to come up to you now, months later, just to tug on your heartstrings?
He still wanted Ramshackle after all that soul-searching at the Atlantica Museum? Anger burned hot in your stomach. Had he no shame?
Azul grew nervous at your silence. Foolishly, he rambled to fill the quiet, âw-well, youâre quite the intriguing human. Not many have successfully defied my contracts. And I⌠understand that our first meeting was⌠less than idealâŚâ He carefully watched for your reactions, but your face was unreadable, âbut I am willing to make amends. Iâve grown affectionate of you, and I believe that I can provide you with enough benefits to make you happy.â He tried for a debonair smile and pointed to the contract, âYou will receive many things and more. Quite honestly, this deal is very unlike me - truly, Iâm going against my own better judgement.â
This had to be a dream. You laughed humorlessly, surprising him. âAnd what do you receive?â Azul smiled gently at you, âAll I really want is you.â You barked out a laugh, feeling so emotionally exhausted you could cry. âYeah, sure, and Ramshackle right?â Azulâs eyes widened and he hurriedly tried to explain, âNo, of course not-â âYeah right!â You stood up, glaring down at him. âThis-this is some kind of trick right?!â You grabbed the contract and scanned it:
âIn accordance with help from Grim, he shall be compensated fittingly for the following tasks:
1) Providing information on the Prefect, (Name)âs, interests in a partner
2) Helping with distinguishing of the Prefectâs preferred romantic aesthetics (dining, love language, physical attributes, personality, etc.)
3) Meeting for the summation of one (1) week to discuss topics regarding (Name)
If Grim tells the Prefect, (Name), details regarding Azul Ashengrottoâs plans before the intended date, then he shall be indebted to Azul for an indefinite time as an anemone-worker.â
You didnât even bother reading the rest of it. Your eyes were locked on the last line.
âYou extorted Grim?!â you screeched, making Jade and Floyd stick their heads out the kitchen door. âYou extorted Grim and you expect me to date you?!â Azul tried to calm you down, âYes- I mean no- I just asked him a few questions! He was compensated with food-â âSo thatâs why he came back late?! This was what Grim was being weird about?â You took a few deep breaths to calm yourself down, rubbing your eyes and feeling a few tears come out. âI knew that letter had to be some kind of trick. I knew this was a mistake.â Azul bristled, âa mistake?! Do you have any idea how long this took to prepare?! I could date anyone in this school, but I chose you! Against my own better judgement!â
âYeah,â you agreed, looking him dead in the eye. âYou chose the human with âno innate magical power.ââ Azul flinched, but you blazed on, hyperventilating, âYou chose the âutterly run-of-the-millâ human with the one thing you want - Ramshackle.â Azul finally shut up, he talks too much you thought bitterly. âYouâve insulted me in every possible way. Youâve tried to extort me, youâve taken advantage of Grim twice, and now youâre trying to play with my emotions to kick me out of Ramshackle! Again!â You clenched your fists, vision tunneling. âAre you kidding me?! I am never! Going to date you!â you shoved the now-crumpled contract into Azulâs chest as he blubbered. âIâm not signing that contract! You are the last person I would date on this campus!â
The silence that followed hung in the air thickly. As you breathed heavily, you realized the weight of your words. Azul was by no means a person to make an enemy of, but you had spoken the truth. And he seemed to realize that. âThen if thatâs your decision, thereâs no point in continuing this dinner.â
Azul sighed quietly, âFloyd, bring Grim out. Let them leave.â Grim bounded up to you, puffing angrily until you gave him a look, â you, Grim, are in so much trouble.â
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The next few weeks were quiet. And considerably unsupervised by two eels and an octopus.
After you told your friends about what happened, unsurprisingly Ace and Deuce were angry. Jack was pissed too, âyouâre tellinâ me Azul still wants Ramshackle?! After all this time?â Jack clenched his fists while Deuce had a crazed âdelinquentâ look. âI thought we showed him not to mess with yaâ before! Even after making us anemoneâs he doesnât know when to quit!â
You sighed, already tired. âlook, nothingâs happened. I donât think heâll try anything.â Not after you wrecked his ego.
Jack crossed his arms, âthat octopunk better not be plotting. He may honor a contract, but you canât trust a schemer.â You shrugged, âHe canât do anything because I didnât sign the contract, so even if he did want Ramshackle, heâd have to go about it differently. Anyway,â you glanced at the time, âLunch is about to end. See you guys after class, câmon Grim.â You all parted ways, and you and Grim walked into History of Magic.
You listened to Professor Trein drone on, and after a while of notetaking, he cleared his throat. âTo end this unit, I will be assigning a project in which you will report on the magical history of a specific place. I have randomly assigned you a place to report on,â he regarded the room full of groaning students, gesturing to the table behind him âyou have one month to finish it. Class dismissed. The area you will report on is listed on the papers behind me, beside your name.â Students flocked to the table, and you waited a bit for everyone to clear out while you collected your things.
Finally, you walked to the table and flipped the papers, looking for your and Grimâs names while Trein hummed at the podium. Lucius slunk between your ankles, purring softly while your heart sank at what you had to report on.
âThe Coral Sea?â You looked up at Trein, âS-sir, I wonât be able to-â âWhy not?,â the man asked, picking Lucius up. You mirrored him and picked Grim up, who crossed his arms, ânya, its Azulâs ân his hencheelsâ home!â Way to be obvious, Grim. Trein raised an eyebrow, âItâs always good to learn more about othersâ homelands. It may do you and Grim good to learn more about this world, and from what I gather, you have been there before.â You flinched, but Trein didnât seem to condemn you. âHowever, you arenât the only terrestrial student assigned an aquatic area. While I wonât make every student visit their assigned areas, I believe it will be beneficial if you visit them. I will speak to Professor Crewel about providing you underwater breathing potions.â
While that wasnât what you were worried about, you still appreciated it. âThank you, Professor,â you shouldered Grim, determined. âWe wonât let you down.â
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After about a week of waiting, and getting jumpscared by Crowley who gave you an underwater breathing potion after singing his own praises (âah! How generous I am!~â), you and Grim headed to the Dark Mirror. âThe Coral Sea,â you called out, gulping, âThe Atlantica Memorial Museum.â As the Mirror swirled, so too did your mind as you stepped in after taking the potion.
You floated in the water for a moment. The last time I was here was⌠Ah, right. When you were stealing from the museum, and when you returned the photo with everyone. The photo⌠you swam towards the museum, which was thankfully open this time. You willfully ignored the mer-museum goers, some who looked surprised to see a human. You supposed you couldnât blame them, though - you were floored when you saw the twinsâ eel forms for the first time.
You and Grim swam around the exhibits for a bit, with you taking notes and Grim finding the information. Even though you didnât really want to do the assignment in the first place, you couldnât deny that it was fascinating seeing human âartifactsâ from a merfolk perspective. You were able to get a good amount of material - from the mermaid princessâ hairbrush (which was just a fork?), the Sea Kingâs trident, and a replica of the Sea Witchâs crown and nautilus. The museum even had some of her old makeup products - which was a shellfish she squeezed. Cool. Anyway.
Now you and Grim were tired, and it was around late lunchtime since you got to the museum as soon as it opened. As you both headed out, Grim stretched, swirling in the water, âhenchhuman, Iâm hungry!,â his eyes lit up and despite the oceanwater, you swore you could see drool, âYa think the Coral Sea has any good eats?! Oh, imagine the seafoodâŚ!â You noted that the potion duration still had some time left, but still. You were hungry too after using all your energy swimming, and it wasnât like youâd be back in the Coral Sea anytime soon. After thinking, you nodded, âsure, we can go look.â
The museum was close to the âcity,â so you both swam around. A few merfolk murmured in surprise at seeing a human and cat, but you tried to ignore it. Suddenly Grim gasped, ânya, the Mostro Lounge?!â Your head snapped up to the bioluminescent sign. A swirl of emotions went through you, while Grim blanked out remembering his contract. It isnât like youâll see Azul here (name). Youâll be fine. â...Azul did say that the Lounge at school is a sister location, I thinkâŚâ Still, this place looks way too fancy. You definitely couldnât afford it.
âWelp, we canât afford it Grim, lets go-â you tried to swirl around and swim off but you were a little clumsy in the water. You knocked over a shell decoration at the entrance accidentally, and Grim crashed into a merman guest. âHey! Easy there- wait, a human?!â Oh no, immediately the merfolk zeroed in on you. You stiffened nervously. You caught some whispers, âAre they a student?,â âLook, they have a Night Raven College uniform,â âWow! A human!â
You looked around nervously, unconsciously backing into the restaurant when you heard a female voice behind you. âOh, are you a student at Night Raven College?â You whirled around, crashing into the tentacles of an older mer-octopus lady. She didnât seem fazed, but smiled widely at you. Even before she introduced herself, you recognized those eyes and well-placed mole.
âHello dear! I run this restaurant, my son goes to your school as well! Perhaps you know him?â She held your gaze, but you could feel her tentacles fixing your collar and blazer, while she dusted your shoulders off with her hands. âI- I might,â you stammered, âIâm (name).â âOh, its so nice to meet one of my babyâs friends! Heâs told me all about you!â As she grabbed Grim around the torso with a tentacle, she firmly grasped your shoulders. âPlease, you must have something to eat!â As she steered you to a table, you tried to gather your bearings. You were seated, and she thrust a menu into your hands.
âItâs so nice to meet you, (name)! Youâre the prefect, right?â Your eyes widened, but she continued. âOh, where are my manners? Iâm Azulâs mother! My son is the Octavinelle housewarden,â she said proudly, confirming your suspicions. âReally?,â you asked, wondering what the odds were that youâd meet the mother of the guy you viciously dumped. She took your surprise for confusion, âYes, I believe you two know each other? Heâs mentioned you before. Iâll ask him later!â she beamed, âPlease, pick whatever youâd like from the menu! Itâs all on the house for my babyâs friends!â She winked, and you managed a nervous smile while Grim cheered. You shakingly pointed out a few foods, and she whisked off to the kitchen in a stream of bubbles.
A few minutes later, she walked back with way more plates than you ordered, and sat down next to you. Even after you asked if sheâd like any food, she refused, and simply said âI just want to talk with you! Iâve heard a lot about you~â That made you nervous, but you complied. After the first few minutes, you relaxed a bit, and made easy conversation with her. Even Grim seemed more carefree, after inhaling about five plates of Coral Sea tuna, which she herself made, to your surprise.. Azul definitely got his conversational ability from her, you thought. While Azul used his chattiness to talk people into a contract, his mother used it for hospitality. It was no wonder the original Mostro Lounge was a hit - it was all because of her ability, inside the kitchen and out. This was nice, you thought tenderly.
âItâs good to hear that my babyâs doing well,â she hummed. âIâm glad he has some land friends. I sometimes worry he works too hard,â she chuckled, reminiscent. âYou know, heâs always had a hard time opening up to others, outside of the Leech brothers. Heâs always had his head in his contracts, he certainly got that from my husband. Iâm glad heâs opened up a bit more. Iâm glad he has you,â she smiled gently. You felt a bundle of nerves well up inside you, but you simply nodded. âY-yeahâŚâ
âWell! If youâre finished with your food, then itâs time for dessert!â In a blink of an eye, she swept up the plates with her tentacles and rose from the chair, winking. âI know just the thing! Wait here.â You tried to protest, but she left too quickly. Grim hummed happily while you slunk down in your seat. Azul has a hard time opening up. Was the contract⌠his way of doing that? I didnât even hear him out⌠âGrim,â you asked quietly, âwas I too harsh on Azul?â Grim looked up, pondering. âNya? Henchhuman, you canât be havinâ second thoughts! Not after you took my tuna away for three months!â You pursed your lips, but started when you heard your name.
âPrefect?!â You snapped up, wide eyed and staring at⌠âAzul?!â But⌠not Azul?
There was the housewarden himself, but not in human form. His merform. You were reminded of his overblot form, but that paled in comparison to now. Azulâs tentacles were longer, even longer than Jade and Floydâs full merforms. His skin was a light lavender, wait he has abs? and the majority of his body was a smooth, inky black that shimmered mesmerizingly in the ocean light. His eyes and hair were a lovely light blue, but now he looked very panicked at you seeing his true self.
âYou- youâre-!â Azul shut his eyes tightly, this isnât happening please not them too, âPrefect please donât ever mention this, I swear Iâll give you whatever-!â âYouâre beautiful,â you gasped in awe. Azulâs eyes widened, and a deep purple blush spread on his face. âWhy- you-!â Suddenly you realized where you were, and scrambled for an explanation while Grim zeroed in on the dessert Azul was holding, âI- weâre here because of Treinâs project, and-!â âHey Azul, gimme that!â
While Grim dug into the dessert, Azul held his head in his hands, sitting next to you, tentacles curling in on themselves as if to make him smaller. You swished your legs around awkwardly, before saying quietly, âI had no idea youâd be here. I⌠Why are you here? Itâs not a holiday.â âI⌠went to visit my stepfather for advise on the Lounge. I had permission from the headmaster,â he said finally. âI stopped here to see my mother, and you could imagine my surprise when she said a human student was here,â he chuckled humorlessly. âShe told me to bring them dessert, and shoved me out the kitchen. It never crossed my mind it was you.â
You bit your lip and looked away. This was the first time you and him were speaking since that failed dinner. ââŚIâm sorry,â you said finally. âWhat I said to you in the Lounge was awful, and-â
âNo, in hindsight your reaction was⌠reasonable,â he said to your surprise, âI admit that my methods werenât⌠the best,â he said, as if saying that hurt him. Which you supposed it did - Azul didnât take failure well. And why would he? When he worked so hard to get where he was?
Grim burped, sighing contentedly while Azulâs mother bustled out of the kitchen. âZuzu! You found your friend!â Azul flinched at the nickname, blushing again, âMama, please-â âNo! Iâm sure poor (name) has been sitting here long enough! Why donât you two take a little swim, hm?â She wrapped a tentacle around your torsos and shoved you gently out the entrance, smiling pointedly at her son. âIâll take care of Grimmy, you enjoy yourselves!â Grim yowled in protest, but as she turned, you saw her offering a dessert to pacify him. Old habits die hard, you supposed.
By now, the sun was setting, and the ocean was warmed to a pleasant orange. Your hair swayed gently in the current, and you followed Azul along a path. You both stopped on a high rock and sat down, dangling your lower limbs over the ledge. He hadnât said a word the entire time. You stared into the distance, âAzul, why did you want me to sign that contract?â
He was quiet. âI told you, I wanted you to be my partner.â He hugged his arms as if to shield himself, âYou made it quite clear you didnât want me. And Iâll respect your choice. You wonât hear a word from me or the twins. I promise.â You bit your lip, âyou really meant it?â His eyes widened. âWhy wouldnât I?â
He refused to meet your eyes, but if he did heâd see a smile grow on your face. âYou⌠you didnât want Ramshackle? Or to⌠I dunno, get back at me?â â...No. I truly didnât. I⌠I really did just want you.â I do want you.
You nudged him gently, âEven against your own better judgement?â you asked jokingly, but he didnât pick it up. He felt his eyes sting, âI didnât mean to say that. I panicked and I⌠even if weâŚâ he swallowed thickly, âI donât regret falling for you. Even ifâŚâ he trailed off, but you felt your heart melt.
âI do foolish things around you,â he whispered. âItâs like all my years of negotiating is gone. But I didnât want to make you be with me. I wanted you to want to be with me.â
Oh. Oh. Suddenly the jittery feeling youâd had during the dinner came back full-force. âHey, Azul?â you asked with newfound courage, fueled by adrenaline alone. âYou know⌠you donât have to make me be with you.â He peeked at you from behind his bangs, eyes wide. Your face started feeling hot, but you grabbed his hand, âI want to be with you too. In every form.â
You didnât know when you started moving closer to Azul, but right then he dipped his head toward you. His lips captured yours, and he wrapped his arms around you tightly as if trying to make sure that this wasnât a dream. Immediately your hands cupped his face, and your legs tangled with his limbs. At last, you both pulled away, panting. You were smiling so hard your cheeks began aching.
âGuess I came around in the end, huh?â âWell, my business judgement is always sound, angelfish,â he said smugly, but you werenât fooled. âYou talk to much, Azul,â you giggled, pulling him in for another kiss.
What a memorable trip to the Coral Sea.
~END
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Notes: spot the spy x family reference lmao. Also, the blue rose signifies secrecy, pride, admiration, and unrequited love! Ngl i had fun writing this, it was so cathartic to write, but this was my longest fic yet holy shit
For the dinner scene this is what I imagined
You: *yelling at Azul during dinner*
Tweels, peeking from the kitchen and eating popcorn, watching it like a telenovela: damn
Anyway!! Thank you so much for reading, comments and reblogs are always appreciated!!
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LILAC: Welcome to the second edition of gardenside chats, where we are explaining how the introductory round works. Araminta, how does it work?
ARAMINTA: Firstly the good news, no one is going home at the end of this! This is purely a chance to get to know each contestant. Everyone will have three in-game hours on a lot together with Lilac and me, and after a FRIENDLY INTRODUCTION from both of us, full autonomy will be active.Â
LILAC: Full autonomy, huh?
ARAMINTA: Yes. They wonât be able to leave the lot until the time period has concluded, but that will be it.
LILAC: So how is this going to work?
ARAMINTA: Well with us to demonstrate, we have local business owner Sara Scott! Sara - hi!
SARA: Hi! Whatâs this First Impressions thing all about?
ARAMINTA: First Impressions is a mod by Lumpinou and weâll be using the timed decay version, since first impressions do fade. Now with your permission the Watcher is going to delete your relationship bar with both me and Lilac - donât worry, sheâll restore it back to our previous levels - to demonstrate.
SARA: Will it hurt?
ARAMINTA: Oh no! You'll be fine.
LILAC: And while Araminta does have the POLITE INTRODUCTION interaction unlocked through her GOOD MANNERS trait, weâll be using the FRIENDLY INTRODUCTION for everyone - for fairness and because the POLITE INTRODUCTION can be overpowered.
ARAMINTA: Lilac, youâre up first.
LILAC: Okay, so Sarah and I both have AMAZING COMPATIBILITY - nice to keep the local bartender on your good side. I thought that she was an interesting sim-
SARA: Why, thank you!
LILAC: -while she thought that I was a nature maniac, which is a negative sentiment. Boooo!
SARA: Iâm so sorry!
LILAC: Youâre fine, Iâm just messing with you. Now with Araminta you also have AMAZING COMPATIBILITY, she thinks that youâre fun to be around, and you think that sheâs strong-minded.
ARAMINTA: Really? That surprised me.
SARA: Well you did go off and compete on that deserted island. And you need a lot of discipline in equestrian sports. Lilac, I really have no idea why I thought that your FREEGAN trait was a bad thing - I did move out to the countryside after all!
LILAC: And none of your traits seem to conflict with it. Minta, say if we had BAD COMPATIBILITY, a negative first impression each and Sara was madly in love with meâŚ
SARA: Then Iâd have to talk to my husband.
LILAC: ⌠would that be the end of the line for Sara?
ARAMINTA: Well, no. First impressions are just that - initial impressions. Tempest initially thought that Dodo was annoying and they had NEUTRAL COMPATIBILITY, and she ended up being one of the strongest contestants.
LILAC: Likewise he thought that Lucian was in dreamland and I think we were all in love with him a little by the end of the show. 'In dreamland,' you could say.
ARAMINTA: Truly one of the most genuine and kind pixels Iâve ever had the good fortune to meet.
ARAMINTA: Also since traits like GOOD versus EVIL and ACTIVE versus LAZY appear to be weighted the same by the gameplay mechanics - even though to me the second one is purely a lifestyle choice rather than a morality issue - you can get someone like Daisy Darling. Who for example had positive relationships with most of her housemates, but BAD COMPATIBILITY due to what I assume was her LAZY trait clashing with the amount of ACTIVE and LOVES OUTDOORS types that the competition naturally drew.
LILAC: Yes but because she wasnât a MEAN or EVIL Sim, she managed to get those relationships no problem. So what Mintaâs saying is that if you get a good score from the introductory round, cool. But donât count yourself out if you donât. So, looking at our friend Sara. If she were a contestant on Simply Lilac, what would her introductory round scores be?
ARAMINTA: Well friendship with you is 40, no romance bar, six points for AMAZING COMPATIBILITY, and another five for one positive first impressions sentiment. So all together, 51 points.
LILAC: And you?
ARAMINTA: 28 points, no romance bar, add another six for AMAZING COMPATIBILITY, and 10 points in total for each positive sentiment. Which brings us to 44 points!
LILAC: Ladies and gentlefolks, do we already have a contender?
SARA: (chuckles) Scott may have something to say about that! Oh, obviously Lilac is the priority here, but any bonuses at all for a high score with you, Minta?
ARAMINTA: The contestants who I have the highest level of friendship with, will get a small bonus at the end of the round. Not in terms of spending more time with Lilac, since our friendship has nothing to do with their relationship with her. But it will definitely give them a slight advantage in terms of the rest of the competition.
SARA: I canât wait to learn more. Also Minta, do bring that Tarzan of yours down to the village square sometime, will you? Itâs a rite of passage for all the new swains to get acquainted with Agnesâ purse.
LILAC: Oh, I canât wait for thisâŚ
ARAMINTA: Poor Dodo (chuckles, then checks notes). Now for woo-hooâŚ
LILAC: Yes.
ARAMINTA: During this introductory round, the Watcher will be cancelling all âAsk For Sexâ interactions-
LILAC: No!
ARAMINTA: Her reasoning is that Wicked Whims seems to go a little insane during the initial days of gameplay-
LILAC: Like when you booty call the bachelorâs identical twin
ARAMINTA: -by mistake. And so sheâs giving it time to settle. However, each âask for sexâ interaction will also gain an additional five points. This will be the only time that woo-hoo counts for points, as it will be allowed for the rest of gameplay, and friendship and romance increase naturally through that interaction.
LILAC: (drily) Unless itâs bad woo-hoo. What if the âask for sexâ interaction is directed at you?
ARAMINTA: No points lost nor gained. Likewise denied - and hopefully Dodo is not nearby.
LILAC: Yeah, starting the competition with a black eye will probably not make a great first impression. So there we have it. Everyone, see you next time where hopefully the Watcher wasn't a total flake and managed to fill out that First Impressions post!
hope your sims' ears weren't burning too much: @panicsimss @jonquilyst and @mdshh. lot by @ariafaeyt. dodo harper by @akitasimblr
[post credits scene]
LILAC: Now, is there any of that 'grape juice' left? Also Watcher, what is this shit? Are we Marvel Studios? Is Stan Lee going to make a cameo...
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In honor of Annabeth Chase's birthday, I have written another fanfic. This one is based on @helpallthenamesaretakensblog 's post. It's another Annabeth POV because I just liked writing those. The title is from Taylor's Out of the Woods. Happy Reading!! :)
Your necklace hanging from my neck, the night we couldnât quite forget
âPlans?â Hazel asked. âNico has until sunsetâat best. And this entire city is supposedly getting destroyed today.â I know that as a daughter of Athena I couldn't give in to the pleasure of ignorance. To escape from the harsh reality we were in. But Hazel saying the obvious out loud was definitely not helping my nerves.
Percy shook himself out of his daze. âYouâre right. AnnabethâŚdid you zero in on that spot from your bronze map?â Panic rose in me. I willed my eyes to convey this one message in bold: Remember what I said, buddy. Keep that dream to yourself. I have to answer the question nonetheless so I try to give as little information as possible. âYes,â I say carefully. âItâs on the Tiber River. I think I can find it, but I shouldââÂ
âTake me along,â Percy finished. What was seriously wrong with him today? I had tried to cajole him by giving so many logical reasons about why exactly he shouldn't be there. But knowing his irritating, endearing and loyal nature, he wasn't going to learn to accept this point easily. As bothersome it was, a small part of my heart was fluttering with happiness at his immense concern for me. Even though the odds of me surviving were⌠No Annabeth I chide myself, you will not think about this. So I decide to of course use the classic stare that overcomes any problem.
 âYeah, youâre right.â I replied sprinkled with a deathly glare. âThatâs notââ âSafe,â he supplied. âOne demigod walking through Rome alone. Iâll go with you as far as the Tiber. We can use that letter of introduction, hopefully meet the river god Tiberinus. Maybe he can give you some help or advice. Then you can go on alone from there.â Percy was making this impossible. I was finding it inevitable to leave everyone on Argo II as I went on to my death solo quest, but parting from Percy was going to be the hardest.
We had a silent staring contest, but Percy didnât back down. Staring contests were better ways of dealing with a disagreement then words. It was far more expressive and impactful. But Percy didn't back down. As sweet as he was, his stubborn nature wasn't all that pleasing at times. He was making it hard to say goodbye. He was endangering his life once again for me when it wasn't required because the odds of me surviving were in negative. But as I stared into his eyes, there was determination. The same one I saw 3 years ago in Mt. Saint Helens. The same look on his face before I kissed him. I felt my gaze flicker.
âFine,â I muttered, accepting defeat. âHazel, now that weâre in Rome, do you think you can pinpoint Nicoâs location?â Hazel blinked, as if coming out of a trance from watching our glare competition. âUmâŚhopefully, if I get close enough. Iâll have to walk around the city. Frank, would you come with me?â I could practically see Frank beaming. âAbsolutely.â âAnd, uhâŚLeo,â Hazel added. âIt might be a good idea if you came along too. The fish-centaurs said weâd need your help with something mechanical.â âYeah,â Leo said, âno problem.â Frankâs smile turned into something more like Chrysaorâs mask. I was pretty good at reading peopleâs emotions so I could always feel the tension among those three. Ever since theyâd gotten knocked into the Atlantic, they hadnât acted quite the same. It wasnât just the two guys competing for Hazel. It was like the three of them were locked together, acting out some kind of murder mystery, but they hadnât yet discovered which of them was the victim.Â
Piper drew her knife and set it on the rail. âJason and I can watch the ship for now. Iâll see what Katoptris can show me. But, Hazel, if you guys get a fix on Nicoâs location, donât go in there by yourselves. Come back and get us. Itâll take all of us to fight the giants.â I knew she wasn't stating the most obvious fact that we had no god on our side so this was kind of a one sided battle. As much I craved for victory, I couldnât help but go through the never ending list of reasons why we were never winning this battle. Think positive Annabeth, a little optimism couldnât hurt right?
âGood idea,â Percy said. âHow about we plan to meet back here atâŚwhat?â âThree this afternoon?â Jason suggested. âThatâs probably the latest we could rendezvous and still hope to fight the giants and save Nico. If something happens to change the plan, try to send an Iris message.â The others nodded in agreement, but I could feel their gaze fall on me. At once I felt guilty of not telling them the whole creepy truth. That I would die most probably from facing the ultimate fear of every Athena child. I would have to face Ar-. Letâs not think about it.
I would be on a different schedule. I might be back at three, or much later, or never. But I would do whatever I can to find the Athena Parthenos. Coach Hedge grunted. âThatâll give me time to eat the coconutsâI mean dig the coconuts out of our hull. Percy, AnnabethâŚI donât like you two going off on your own. Just remember: behave. If I hear about any funny business, I will ground you until the Styx freezes over.â Unwillingly, I felt myself flush. It was just one night of privacy in which we unfortunately just slept ( and had a few good kisses). However, the idea of getting grounded when we were about to risk their lives was so ridiculous, that I couldnât help smiling. âWeâll be back soon,â Percy promised. I try to look at each of them and shake the dreadful feeling that this will be the last time I would see them together.
I headed down to my cabin to check and recheck my shoulder bag. Ambrosia, nectar, flashlight, matchboxes (it was something my father suggested), 2 bottles of water, a sandwich, drachmas and then came across a picture of me and Percy. It was a photo of us after we had started dating, one which Sally clicked.Â
As if on cue, there was a knock on the door. From the rhythm, I knew who the intruder/visitor was. âMay I come in Wise Girl?â â No you canâtâ I reply, laced with sarcasm. The handle clicks open and I see Percy fidget more than usual with his hands. âI wanted to check on youâ there was a pause and then, âwanted to make sure you were alright and ready forâŚâ He didnât complete his sentence.Â
âYeah, yeah I'm ready. I have checked, rechecked and checked again.â I replied. âYou do remember to keep Ambrosia and Nectar right? And drachmas and first aid and-â âYeah Seaweed Brain! Chill.â He was so concerned and anxious that I felt bad for him. But he needed to understand that he had to let go as there was no option B. If he went then Arch- no I would call her a Web-Weaving Wannabe. So if he went with me, she would most probably use him as bait and make my emotions go haywire and then I would make mistakes, fail to save Greece, fail to save the world-âOkay cool. So are you ready to go? The others are about to leave.â Percy says, interrupting my thoughts. âYeah, let's goâ I replied.Â
âBefore that I wanted to give you something.â Percy adds with a note of jitteriness. His fidgeting had increased. So of course my anxiety being directly proportional started going overboard too. He reached behind his neck, for his camp necklace. It puzzled me. Why is he taking off his camp necklace? And then it came crashing on me. 5 years ago, the duel on the beach with Ares, the good old days where their chances of dying were lesser. Percy was giving his necklace to me? As I was going to my death battle the same way Percy did 5 years ago? He was doing the same thing I did.Â
A wave of euphoria washed over me. My heart felt like it could burst with happiness. He really was such a Seaweed Brain. My cute Seaweed Brain who couldn't stand seeing anyone in trouble. He took a few steps forward and I could see the matching blush on his cheeks. He tied it around my neck and I couldnât help but beam. âWear this, for good luck. It saved my life when I dueled with Ares and everything after that too. I know itâll help you too. "he said as he finished the knot. He then held my hand a little tighter than usual. I couldn't help but hug him fiercely.Â
I took in his inky mess of hair, the sadness in his sea green eyes which mirrored the stormy sea, the smile that played on his lips for a moment and then dissolved like a wave on the shore. I couldnât help but lean for a kiss. A kiss that lingered, a desperate attempt to hold onto what was slipping away. A goodbye kiss, laced with unspoken tears. A heartbreaking kiss, a silent plea for a different ending. âIâll make it out. Youâll be alright.â I try to reassure him. He doesn't reply but everything he wanted to say was there in his eyes.
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As, me and Percy climbed down the cliff, I concentrated on the challenges at hand: keeping my footing, avoiding rockslides that would alert the Empousai to their presence and of course making sure we didnât plummet to our deaths. About halfway down the precipice, I got breathless. My legs were wobbling badly, my ankle screaming in protest with each step.
Tartarus was sapping my non-existent strength left. âStop, okay? Just a quick break.â Percy looked beyond worried. I felt so guilty about burdening him even more. We sat together on a ledge next to a roaring fiery waterfall. The splinters were shooting, threatening to burn us, the sulphurous was becoming suffocating with each breath. My ankle was beyond pain. A wave of nausea washed over me as the cramping pain intensified.
Percy put his arm around me, and I couldnât help but lean against him, shaking from exhaustion. A hug like a warm blanket, safe and secure. It was a comforting embrace that melted all my worries even if it was for a few seconds. I pulled away from the momentary solace to get a look at him.
He wasnât much better. He buried his face in my chest, his dark curls cascading down his arms in a curtain of pain. He fell into this dreadful place because of me. To save me, to not leave me alone. We would find a way out of Tartarus. We had to.Â
Subconsciously my fingers traced a red coral necklace, the one Percy gave me. At once I felt Percyâs camp necklace. I removed my other hand with which I was holding Percy close. As I undid the knot, Percy looked at my slightly puzzled and there pain etched on his pain even as he tried to hide it. As I started to try my necklace around his neck, he stopped me. âKeep it, you need to make it out of here.âÂ
âWE need to make it out of here, especially you! So letâs do one thing since we both need good luck, let me give you mine.â I looped the necklace over his head and let it rest against his skin.Â
His lips were parched and his skin felt warm against mine. The firewater was churning in my stomach. âPromise that weâll have each other's backs. Weâll make it out.â Percy declared with determination. I couldnât help a melancholic smile. âI pinky promise. Thatâs the more solemn vow there is.â I add. A short, bitter laugh escapes his lips before our lips meet. My hands were in his jet black hair and our eyelids shut tight to shield us from the awful surroundings. We will make it out of here, I try to tell myself. Even if I donât Percy will and there is no option B.
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So that's it! Hope you all liked it. As always, positive criticism is highly appreciated. Thank you Help for the lovely head cannon. Also there is this one line in the from the movie Wonka which Willy tells Noodle. Let's see if you can find it đ
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