#oh god..... well this is tunring around

[hauntingblue]

Usopp you better work.....

[yandere-romanticaa]

There's this idea that's been floating inside my mind for months now and I am extremely tempted to turn this into a full blown series of sorts. It's related to the latest chapters of Seraph of the End and they somehow get transported into our world and then they meet you, the reader, by sheer accident. You freak out because of course you do and when you try telling them that they're fictional characters it all backfires on you because whenever you try looking up their names on the Internet there is no information about them whatsoever... You are the only one in this world who knows who they are which could cause trouble. Under the cut are just some ideas how everyone would react to certain situations, your relationship with them, how they act around you and whatnot. Feel free to comment and share any ideas you have, I'm open to anything!

WARNING, SPOILERS LIE AHEAD‼️

❤️ YUUICHIRO HYAKUYA - He’s the first dummy you encounter by complete accident. You were just walking down the street and then there’s this idiot that just ran into you and was shouting like a crazy person. Where am I, why does everything look so weird, why are the buildings so good looking?! He helps you get back up on your feet of course but he is bombarding you with questions and you can’t process anything he’s saying. You notice his strange attire and piece together that he’s probably just a very dedicated cosplayer that was really getting into Yuu’s character. You tell him this with a smile on your face but he ends up thinking that you’re the idiot - why would he be faking this, what is wrong with you?! You’re out in the open, you could get pounced on at any second, oh God, where is his squad?!! After many hours pass and even grander hysterics Yuuichiro manages to convince you that he really is not faking anything and that everything he’s saying is true. It’s still a little hard to believe him but once you relax a little he takes a huge liking to you, especially if you buy him some food. You’ll most likely meet the Shinoa squad after a few days of searching for them, but right now I’m a bit more interested in exploring your personal relationship with him.

 He probably sees you as someone very kind once he gets to talk to you, he even relaxes a bit and starts showing you his more playful and childish side more. You treat him like a kid brother but you’re so delicate with him, it’s so hard for him to contain the blush that’s creeping up on his face. You’re delicate with everyone he notices, it’s probably because you know everyone’s backstory and trauma so well. He thinks it’s fun that you know all of them inside and out like this, even if he was just a part of some story in your world. He’s a lovestruck puppy later on, he craves so much of your attention it’s insane. He can’t seem to understand that this world you live in is actually normal, no one can hurt him ever again and he can finally have a normal life... He needs adjusting, that’s for sure. His yandere side would probably be shown when he’s trying to protect you and when he gets jealous.

 I’m so tempted to write more for him (for everyone if I'm being real ...) but I’ll try to keep it short and sweet, I have so many ideas it’s insane.

❤️ MIKAELA HYAKUYA - OKAY SO, I imagined that everyone in the cast gets transported here just after Mika gets tunred into a demon and before he can properly possess Yuu’s sword, he ends up attaching himself to you instead (he’s not a kid though!). You sense him all day, every day, but you can’t tell what keeps hovering over you all the damn time, why do you hear voices in your head? Mikaela is overjoyed to see that Yuu is safe but he doesn’t trust you when he sees you, everything about this entire situation is so bizzare he can’t make aynthing of it. The last thing he can recall seeing is a flashing light and then everything went quiet. He sensed your life force and was attracted to it, it was so comforting to feel you know? He explores your mind and desires but he’s limited, he can’t tred deeper for whatever reason. He gets to know you, he even talks to you from time to time and you indulge him, it’s.... well, he has no words really.

 You decipher that you are indeed talking to Mikaela, which makes you very happy. He overheard all of your conversations with Yuu so he already knows everything you think - and he just doesn’t believe you. It doesn’t matter that he’s tempted to devour your heart, he wants answers and he wants them now damn it. He gets super huffy when you sleep, he always invades your dreams and forces you to tell him everything you know and what your plans for Yuu and the others are. However, he senses no malice in your heart, no evil, no ulterior motives.... What kind of human are you? He starts acting all overprotective of you, always chastising and fussing over you, like a cute boyfriend. He reads your mind and tells you to stop saying such stupid things but you tease him, it’s so fun to rile him up.

 After a lot of research you discover an ancient spell which allows demons to be transformed back into a human, much to everyone’s surprise. With a few tweaks, there’s also a chance of turning vampires into humans as well... After years of darkness, despair and misery, perhaps Mika can allow himself to grasp this glimmer of hope and let a new person into his heart once again.

Something I'd like to point out is that the demon's can't talk to their humans here, at least not for a period of time. The only reason you can talk to Mika is because he attached himself to you and only through him can you even get close to Asuramaru and the others. They probably got a little spooked by everything and went into a state of comatose, the demons in our world probably aren't very happy to see these strangers all over their territory now.

❤️ SHINOA HIIRAGI - Out of everyone, Shinoa is the one who manages to blend in with modern society the most, she takes no time in indulging in modern trends, foods, games, you name it! it’s scary, especially seeing how hard everyone else is handling these sudden changes but you manage to understand her a little better thanks to Yuu’s help and her finally confessing her true feelings on the matter. After years of abuse and war, it just feels so good to just unwind. In this world she is not a Hiiragi, she is not a soldier, she is not a damn test subject, she is just a normal girl that was blessed to live a normal, fullfiling life and it was all thanks to your help.

 As a yandere, I can see her being romantic or platonic, it really could go either way with her. She’s just happy to have you by her and her friends side, that’s her biggest desire now.

❤️ MITSUBA SANGU - She tries to play it cool but her paranoia eats her from the inside out, it’s so difficult for her to grasp the situation, please just let her breathe. Shinoa teases her from time to time, which also does not help one bit.... She probably gets into fights with random strangers on the street because she sort of forgot how to act in a normal society so everything just frustrates her to no end. She’s always thinking like a soldier, always ready to strike, always ready to defend herself and her loved ones... But once you show her that she’s safe, Mitsu shows you her gentler side, even indulging in some of those fun activites Shinoa likes so much. She also really likes you, she just isn’t willing to say it out loud.

 ...She’s really grateful to you, you know? When she stares at the moon she feels happy to have met you, feels relieved for being allowed this second chance at life. That’s why she tires so hard to protect you, she owes you everything.

❤️ YOICHI SAOTOME - Ah, baby boy, baby... He’s a cute little baby in your eyes, you probably end up spoiling him the most with your affection by accident because of his cuteness, much to everyone’s chagrin. For a lot of the people here it takes time for them to develop feelings for you but this guy feel fast and hard. It’s so easy to overlook the fact that Yoichi really is not the cute little boy you think he is... Please, don’t treat him like he’s weak, he is anything but weak. He feels like bursting into tears whenever you call him cute, he doesn’t want to be cute he wants to be manly! He carries the death of his sister on his shoulders and you remind him of her so much it hurts...

 He’s one of the more unhinged ones, shall we say.

❤️ SHIHO KIMIZUKI - This hardass I swear ... I already feel like throwing hands with him, he's so frustrated with you!! His crush is so obvious but like Mitsuba, he just can't say anything out loud!!! He tries so hard to impress you but is more subtler at it than Yuu which does earn him some brownie points. Not that intense of a yandere unless he gets provoked... Which happens easily, he also fights with random pedestrians on the street.

As for blending in, he's not that bad actually. He's nowhere near as smooth as Shinoa but compared to the rest of his squad he is definitely second best (please praise him on this one...). I'd say out of everyone he was already the most "normal one" and his usually level headed nature can come in handy from time to time.

❤️ SHINYA HIIRAGI - Sweet man, perfect man. Spoiled boy #2 when it comes to your affections but he's not humble about it at all. He may or may not get slapped by someone if the two of you get too touchy with each other!

Shinya does a good job at keeping his happy and composed poker face, not allowing anyone to see the fear that's blooming in his heart every single day. While he does take comfort in the fact that he doesn't need to fight so much here that still doesn't really lessen his worries now, does it? He's worried about his team and the kids, Guren too... He can't find Guren anywhere and that gives him a headache, please help him ... Ever since he was a kid he was trained to keep his emotions in check but it all comes crashing down once he falls in love with you. You hold him in your arms and pet his hair, you tell him how proud you are of him for coming so far and for keeping it together... And that's when he breaks. He cries, he cries so hard he can't see nor breathe. Your entire shoulder is wet due to his tears but you don't mind.

❤️ GUREN ICHINOSE- This guy actually manages to hold his ground quite well in this world if he were to say so. Guren is very intelligent so he managed to figure things out and got a part time job to get some money, he found a place of his own and sometimes checks up on his teammates in the shadows from time to time. He doesn't come back to them because he feels so guilty for putting them through so much hell, for destroying the world and he feels guilty because he was given a second chance at a new life too. He doesn't deserve to be here, he knows it.

Your and Guren's relationship is incredibly rocky and he forces you not to say a word to anyone about him being where he is, he knows they'll come looking for him if you do. The two of you fight so much, you even fight in front of other people when you're outside in the open. Some people even say you look like a married couple, which both of you furiously deny. All of that anger comes crashing down one night, a night where Guren makes a stupid decision and kisses you. It feels good, it feels so good but it's wrong, he can't do this to you.

He's already hurt so many people, he won't be able to live if he hurts you too.

This got longer than I expected but it was super fun to write! But I'll stop here for now and dedicate this bit to the humans (Mika isn't a human but he gets a pass ❤️)

I'm not sure if anyone will even like this idea but if you're interested, let me know if you want a part 2 with the vampires!

[hotch-stufff]

Love is Complicated

gifs by hqtchner & ncis-season-

Pairing: Hotch x reader, Gibbs x reader

Warnings!: angst, pining, kissing, fluff

Request: "well i was thinking about a criminal minds x ncis crossover, where the reader has a big crush on gibbs but then she meets hotch and she is really confused 😿" @wolviesbabes

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Your hand scribbled yet another word on the endless stack of paperwork that littered your desk. It really did never end. You set your pen down. You needed a break. You looked up and your eyes instantly found him. He was hunched over his desk, probably doing the same thing you were doing.

But God, did he look good doing it. Although in your opinion he looked good doing just about everything.

You noticed that about him over the past couple months on the NCIS team. You had been transfered from another similar unit in New Orleans on the recommendation of Dwayne Pride himself. Gibbs was quick to accept you to the unit, but he remained cold to you for the first couple of weeks. It wasn't until you saved him from a, for lack of better words, crazy gunman did he warm up to you.

After that, you two had gotten extremely close. So close that you developed a small crush on the man. Although, you hid it rather well. No one, atleast not to your knowledge, knew about your crush. And you intended on keeping it that way, but it was so hard when he was just sitting right in front of you, looking all handsome and just... him.

You wanted to tell him. You really did. But he was way out of your league, and you weren't even his type. But a girl could dream.

Vance suddenly came out of his office and called Gibbs up. He stood slowly and walked away. You prayed this wasn't a case. You really did not feel like dealing with a case right now.

He came back out a few moments later, a scowl on his face.

"What is it Gibbs?" You asked, he jerked his head towards Vance's office.

"He wants the team to attend an interagency gala on Saturday night." You scoffed. Of course he did. "FBI, CIA, and NCIS teams are all expected to attend. Including us." His scowled deepened at the thought of having to deal with other agencies.

"Great, just great." And you were so looking forward to a quiet weekened.

* * *

The night of the gala had arrived much quicker than expected. And of course Abby had insisted on going shopping for dresses. She herself had gotten a long black dress, with a slit. She said she would add a few things to make it more like her, and you couldn't wait to see it. You had gone with a more subtle dress. A long emerald green dress, with spaghetti straps and an open back. The front dipped slightly.

You had brought it with you to the office so you could get ready with Abby and as you were heading to the elevator to go to her floor, you heard Gibbs on the phone. Now you weren't one to eavesdrop, but you really couldn't stop yourself.

"I know, I know, it won't take long. I promise. Bye." Was he with someone else? You stood there frozen as he emerged from the room he was in.

"Hey y/n. Whatchtya doin?" He asked suspiciously.

"Oh, um nothing Gibbs, thought I heard you and wanted to say bye before we left, I didnt think you would actually go to the gala tonight, so I thought I could just stop in and-" he cut you off.

"Slow down, you're rambling. You okay?" You needed to get out of there.

"Yup, just been a long day. Alright well bye." You rushed off to Abby office. Once you got there, she instantly asked what was wrong. You explained everything. Your feelings, the conversation you heard, just everything.

"Awe, y/n/n. I'm so sorry. He's stupid if he doesn't see whats right in front of him." That made you smile.

"We should get ready." You stated standing up to grab your dress.

2 hours later, you and Abby walked up stairs looking amazing if you did say so yourself. Wolf whistles were heard coming from Tony as you two walked towards the group. You rolled your eyes, catching Gibbs smirk.

His eyes dragged up and down your body, which had confused you greatly. He had never showed any interest in you before, why now? Maybe he had and was just better at hiding it.

"Well, we should get going." You nodded, you all walked out to the SUVs ready for the night ahead of you.

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The gala was interesting to say the least. Each agency decided to stay away from eachother, like elementary students. Each group taking up their own circle around the room.

You had spotted a rather handsome man who you had recognized as Aaron Hotchner sitting at the FBI tables and couldn't seem to take your eyes off of him. You new you had feelings for Gibbs,, but something about this man just drew you in. You had previously met him on a conjoined case with your old team, and you had developed the smallest of crushes on the man. You never expected anything to happen, and he was only in New Orleans for about a week.

Suddenly Gibbs popped back into your head, and you huffed slightly, turning to search for him. Finding him at a table nearby, talking with a woman. You scoffed and he looked over at you.

In a moment of impulse, you tunred away and walked across the empty dance floor straight to Agent Hotchner. He looked up from his conversation as you neared his table.

"Hi, NCIS Agent Y/l/n. We worked together on the Williams case about a year back." He nodded in recognition.

"Of course. Its great to see you again agent y/l/n." He paused looking you up and down in a way you welcomed. "Can I help you with something." He asked, not unkindly at all, but rather friendly.

"I was wondering if you would like to dance." He raised an eyebrow at you. "Someone's got to break the chill in this room." He nodded and stood up slowly, his team staring on in awe. You figured he didn't do this very often.

"I would love to." He took your hand bringing you to the dance floor as another song began. You two danced for about 10 minutes before more couples began to join you. You smiled in triumph and Hotchner laughed at your face.

"What? It worked didn't it?" He smiled shaking his head.

"I suppose it did." You two began talking and laughing and just getting to know each other. You soon found yourself at a table as you continued with your conversation.

"Okay but, im just saying if Strauss is anything like Vance, they would be perfect together." He laughed at this rather loudly, catching the eyes of a few people near by.

"That would never happen. If Vance is anything like Strauss they would drive each other crazy." You giggled softly. Soon it was time to leave, and Agent Hotchner, or Aaron as he had asked you to call him, offered to walk you to your SUV where the rest of your team was waiting. They all eyed you as this strange man walked you over, handing you a card and pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. You had blushed profusely and walked over, getting in the car.

"So y/n, whos the hottie?" Abby began interrogating you as soon as you shut your door.

"Thats Agent Hotchner. He's the Unit Chief of the FBI's BAU." You smiled to yourself.

"Must be an ass if he's from the FBI." Gibbs remarked, another scowl gracing his face.

"He was actually quite the gentlman." Was your only response before turning to look out the window. Gibbs was the one being an ass. You had just spent the night with a wonderful man and Gibbs just had to ruin it by spouting some snarky comment that only confused you more. The rest of the ride was spent in silence.

* * *

Once back at the office, Gibbs had called you to the elevator, not giving you a chance to respond. You had of course listened, and as soon as the doors shut, he had pulled the emergency button.

"What is it Gibbs?" You asked softly. He just walked closer to you, cupping your face. "What are you doing?" He leaned in slowly bringing his lips to yours.

And you had expected it to be perfect and explosive and passionate. But... it wasn't. He pulled away after only a moment.

"Hang on, let me try that again." And he leaned in once more, pressing his lips to yours. But once again, there was nothing. He pulled away.

"That was ... strange?" He asked, more to himslef than anything.

"I uh, that-that was-"

"Not what I was expecting." He finished for you.

"You know Gibbs, I've been pining over you for months, and I'm guessing you felt the same. But I think we both met someone else tonight that changed our minds." You recalled him spending the whole night side by side with the woman you had seen earlier. You smiled shyly at him. "Call that woman you were with tonight. Tell her you want to go out on a date." He smiled looking into your eyes.

"Only if you call Agent Hochie, or whatever his name was, and tell him the same." You laughed at not only his comment, but the absurdity of the situation. For the past 5 months you had been yearning for a man who ended up not being what you wanted at all. It made you think that maybe what you really wanted, what you both really wanted, was someone to love. So you latched on to the person who had become closest to you.

"I love ya y/n." He whispered as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"I love you too Gibbs. Now go get her." He stepped out of the elevator, pulling out his phone. You did the same, pulling out Aaron's card. It rang once. Twice.

"Hotchner." You giggled at his formal greeting. Taking a deep breath before going for it.

"Hey Aaron, I was just wondering if you were up for dinner?" He smiled.

"Of course. You know, I'm really glad you called."

"Me too." And you walked out of your office that night, a date with a man you had never expected, and a smile on your face.

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[xmalereader]

The mandalorian X Child Male Reader

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Summary: The mandalorian adopts a second child.

Warning: Fluff, protective father.

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“You adopted a second one?”

The mandalorian was standing in front of Cara with the kid standing by his right side and a second child standing on his left side. “Don’t ask.” He simply says with a sigh. He’s been going on a lot of bounty hunts lately and one of them lead him to a kid that was helping a group of poor people buy smuggling food and clothes for them. He was doing a good thing and yet he couldn’t believe that he was being forced to take the kid in. Being a good person that he was he decides to take the kid in instead. The kid wanted to pay him back by taking care of the small child that dyn was taking care of for awhile now.

Thats how they ended up like this, working together as a father and son duo which only others saw and not the mandalorian. Here he was with Cara, he had called for her help during another bounty hunt that he somehow couldn’t do on his own and asked for her help.

“Can the kid fight?” She randomly asks as she takes the puck from the mandalorian and looks through the information as she waits for his response. “He can handle himself with a knife or two and his own baton.” He explains and turns to see the older kid keeping a close eye on the small one. Cara glanced up and noticed the mando staring at his own kids, smirking she clears her throat. “What’s your name kid?” She asks, catching the mandalorian by surprise.

“Y/n but Dyn calls me a womb rat too.” He answers to Cara who grins widely. “Really?” She said in an amused tone and hands the mando the puck again and shakes her head. “Oh yeah he’s yours alright.” She smiled over to Y/n before she turns back to her vechical to grab some things from her bag. Dyn turns to face Y/n giving him a look from under the mask which Y/n was able to read quickly. He still hasn’t seen his face and he wasn’t going to force him to take off the helmet. He respected the guy more than anything.

“What? I just spoke the truth.”

“Yeah but the truth is going to hurt you next time.” Said dyn.

Y/n only rolled his eyes, he’s been threaten by the mandalorian multiple times that he’s already gotten used to them and doesn’t take them seriously anymore. He bends down to pick up the child and placed him on his hip, smiling softly at the small one before turning towards the razor crest and climbing inside, he sets him down on his own bed and placed his hands on his hips. “Dyn is going to be gone for awhile so I’m in charge of taking care of you, so please don’t cause me trouble.” He begs with a whine in between before he sits down across from him.

The kid coos and tilts his head to the side before wiggling his big ears at Y/n, understanding the situation and how he should stay inside and not go anywhere else. The mandalorian walks up the ramp to grab a few things that he would need, glancing over to the two kids he sighs deeply and approached Y/n, “Here.” He hands him a small blaster which Y/n quickly refuses to take. “Remember? I don’t do blasters.”

“I know but a knife and baton aren’t always going to keep you safe.” Dyn replied back and shoves the blaster into the kids hands. “I’m not going to use it!” He calls out and watched the mandalorian leave. Grumbling he placed the blaster back to where it belonged. He makes sure that the doors are closed before he could finally sigh in relief and settle in. He knows how missions like this usually go; Y/n would stay behind to take care of the kid and protect him, not one time did he need to protect the kid since nothing bad really happens.

“Lets see, what can we do for the mean time? Dyn will get mad if he sees us outside without him around, remember last time? He would stop glaring at me—I know! I don’t even know what he looks like but you can easily tell that he was glaring at me.” He shakes his head from the memory and continued to talk to the kid. He would pace around the place while the kid followed him, moving his head left and right every few seconds. “It’s been awhile now, think everything went well?” He questions. Turning to the kid as he held a worried look in his eyes, The kid only stared back and squeaks in response.

“Yeah your right, just a little longer.” He whispered out, turning to face the entrance of the razor crest. He lowers himself down onto the floor and sat indian style, leaning back with his hands as he waits. As time passed, the kid was able to climb between Y/n’s legs and adjust himself, curling up against him. Dyn has been gone for awhile and Y/n was getting a really weird feeling.

The doors to the razor crest was randomly being pulled open, Y/n scrambles up to stand. He raised a brow as he tries to stand on his toes and see if its the mando. Before he could step forward he hears The kid whimper, he quickly takes that as a bad sign and reacts quickly, he runs towards his own cot and placed the kid inside, “Don’t come out unless its me or mando.” He said before closing the small door.

Y/n glanced over his shoulder to see a droid and a man all dressed in black, holding a blaster in his hands and letting a grin appear on his face once he sees the young boy. “My, my, I didn’t expect the mando to feel so lonely.” He began to step up the ramp. Y/n simples glared at the man and eyes the droid, he looks at the two up and down and quickly thinks of a plan. “Give us the asset, kid. We know that its in here.” His voice suddenly goes dark, raising the blaster.

“You want him, you’ll have to go through me.” Y/n stands his ground and reached under his belt to take out a small rod, clicking a button his weapon suddenly turns into a baton, expanding itself as he held it in front of him. The man simply laughs and pulls the trigger, Y/n quickly blocks out, diving behind some boxes he groans and grips his staff, waiting for one of them to approach he jumps out to swing the staff at the droid. Hitting it upside the head, he moves quickly and used his staff to knock down the droid as he pulls out his own blade from his jacket and stabs it into the droids neck.

Y/n smiles in victory but it was quickly cut off once he is kicked off the droid. Grunting in pain he turns onto his back to look up at the man, “You think you can take me down? You’re just a kid.” He placed his foot ontop of Y/n’s chest causing the other to panic a little from being pinned down. This guy was twice his size, could he really take him down before its too late?

Y/n’ eyes widen as he sees the other man hold out his blaster. He pressed it against his forehand. “Lets leaves the Mando a massage.”

The mandalorian, Y/n remembers the mandalorian and the time that he taught him how to get out of someone’s grip. “How about no?” He remembers having a second blade up his sleeve, pulling it out he swipes it across the mans face causing the other to scream out in anger, losing concentration. Y/n takes this opportunity to kick the man on the chest, using both legs.

The other stumbles back as he trips his face in pain. Y/n gets up and grabs his staff, growling in anger he swings it towards the man, hitting him roughly against the face, causing him to pass out. Y/n pants, gripping his staff in his hands he double checks the man to make sure that he was actually out cold. Biting his lip he grabs some cuffs from Dyn’s things and cuffs up the man before rushing to check on the kid.

He clicks the buttons on the side, the door slides open to reveal an uninjured child. “Oh thank god.” Y/n sighs out in relief and takes the kid into his own arms. “It’s okay for now.” He reassures.

The kid looks over Y/n’s shoulder to see the dead droid and the cuffed up man, he tunrs back to look at the other but only gets a worried look in return. “come on.”

The mission took longer than the mandalorian thought, he was chasing after another criminal that was hard to get, but with Cara with him he was able to catch him. As the two made their way back to the razor crest, the mando looks up to see the ramp down, panic quickly washes over him, he runs towards the crest and run sup the ramp. He sees a droid lying on the ground and a half unconscious man cuffed up with a deep scar on his face. The mando wasn’t worried about that, he checks the cockpit hopping to see Y/n and the kid but he doesn’t see any of the two. “Y/n!!” He shouts out.

Cara was checking the guy and winced. “Damn kid do this?” She looks at the mans cut that was trailing from his eye down. “He really damaged your eye, your lucky he didn’t claw them out.” Cara tells the man with a grin on her face.

Dyn continued to search for both kids, he steps down the ramp and looks outside hopping to find a glimpse of either kid.

“Dyn?”

The mandalorian tilts his head up to see both Y/n and the kid staring down at the two from on top of the razor crest. “What are you doing up there?” He steps back and reached his arms out to catch the two. Y/n was holding the kid in his arms as he jumps down and into the mandos arms. He was lucky that he was light or else the mandalorian would’ve dropped him.

Dyn grunts, keeping his arm around y/n. He lowers him down on to the ground. Y/n bites his lip and made sure that his toes touched the ground. “What took you so long?” He used his baton to smack the top of the mandalorians helmet. “Hey!” He exclaims and tries to take away his weapon but Y/n quickly pulls his baton away form the mandos reach. “I had a mission and we needed credits.”

Y/n only glares at him with the kid on his hip. “Well your lucky that you came back, or else I would’ve caused the guy some real damage.” He points back towards the inside of the ship where the droid and man laid. “You already did the damage, you nearly stabbed an eye out.”

“Better for me.” He huffs before turning around and heading back inside the razor crest, giving Cara a small smile and heading up the cockpit. “Kid gots some fight in him.” She drags the droid out and the man, turning to look at the mandalorian. “Think you can handle two kids?”

“Like I said, he can handle himself. Can’t you tell by the scar he gave the guy?” Cara chuckled while she dragged the man out and tied him up on a tree. “He’s a strong kid, he can survive.” He takes out his credit and slips them up with Cara, handing them too her but she quickly refuses. “You need it more than I do, you’ve got two kids to feed. I’m fine without them.” She pushed his hand to the side as she smiles. “Seeing the kids is all I need, maybe I can spear with Y/n next time.”she challenged before saying her goodbyes to the mandalorian.

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Dyn was piloting the ship, adjusting the controls. He could hear the kid and Y/n sitting in the back corner as y/n spoke quietly to the kid. “Maybe on our next trip we can find some delicious food, I used to cook some very amazing broth back where I used to live.” He whispers as he plays with his baton, swing It around back and forth. “Your going to hurt yourself if you keep swinging that around.” Dyn tells him and glanced over his shoulder to eye the kid.

Y/n pouts and puts it away once it went back to its smaller size, “yes dad.” He hufffs out and rolls his eyes at the smaller child.

Dyn teased up when Y/n called him ‘dad’ but he’s used to it now since it’s not the first time that he’s Called him that. He sort of is a dad now since he has two kids to look out for, a small mysterious child and another kid with slight anger issues when it comes to hurting his loved ones.

“Go to your room.” Said dyn, smirking under his helmet as he waits for the others reaction.

“What?!”

[capricornus-rex]

Two Sides of the Coin (20 - End)

Chapter 20: You Fit Right in | Jidné Sheedra x Cal Kestis

Summary: Hell-bent on exacting revenge and retrieving the Holocron, the dreaded Darth Vader is now on the hunt for the young Jedi Knight, Cal Kestis. Under the assumption that he still possessed the artifact, while fueled by the intrigue of the boy’s strength and skill with the Force, the dark lord hires the bounty hunter, Jidné Sheedra, to track him down and have him delivered alive. However, the task becomes a trial for young Jidné, as she faces a conflict that tests her beliefs of a scarred past she had hidden for so long.

A/N: OH MY GOD YOU GUYS IT’S DONE!!! ;;A;; My longest fic to date and my very first fic with my own OC in it!! It’s been a wild, fun ride for me, but I’m really happy to see that many of you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! 💖 I might take another break maybe a day or two before I finally work on the requests in my inbox. My irl workload has been doubled being the temporary stand-in for the absentee assistant 😅 I’m holding up okay in the office so I’m fine, good thing I have good outlets for stress relief so I'm able to cope well ^w^ If you enjoyed the story and went with it until the very end, A BIG, BIG THANK YOU!! I can’t wait to share more of my dear Jidné and new Cal x Reader fics in the near future 😉😊

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Tags: Fem OC, Jidné Sheedra, Force-Sensitive! Fem OC, Bounty Hunter! Fem OC, Jedi! Fem OC

Chapters: 1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – 5 – 6 – 7 – 8 – 9 – 10 – 11 – 12 – 13 – 14 – 15 – 16 – 17 – 18 | Previous: Part 19 | Masterlist

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Each Jedi blocked either side of the Sixth Sister’s double-edged saber, and—surprisingly so, for someone so lithe and slender—the youngsters were overwhelmed by the gradual weight taking over the both of them. If there was one thing that was both the Sixth Sister’s weakness and strength: it’s her temper. Her strength rooted from the vexation that Jidné’s taunt brought, then amplified by her tapping into the insidious fountain of power that is the Dark Side of the Force.

Gathering all of their collective might, Cal and Jidné finally pushed the Inquisitor away albeit a struggle to do so successfully. When the standing paces away from them, they afforded to catch their breaths.

“You might have hit a nerve right there, Jidné,”

“Go figure,” she shrugged casually.

The Sixth Sister’s entire personality changed—if they knew her initially as the suggestively mischievous Inquisitor, then it took a full 180 tunr for her to become a dark agent of the Sith, oozing with rage while flailing her saber against two redeeming Jedi Padawans.

Cal and Jidné put the tension between them aside just so they can properly work together in fighting against the Sixth Sister—whose strength was obviously better than theirs combined. This is where Jidné finally realizes what the Inquisitor meant by having better fights than them combined; tapping into the Dark Side of the Force could lead one to a path of many abilities some consider to be unnatural—and this mismatch of brute strength inside a lithe body was one of the many examples.

“Come on now, surely you can do better!” the Sixth Sister roared.

The pair of Jedi—as the battle against the frenzied Inquisitor dragged on—studied carefully her movements, strategized on how to exploit her weakness or her falters, and finally find an opening. While she’s still overly-strong for someone of her stature, the two Jedi studied the enemy’s form—from the widest swing down to the minutest flick of the wrist or change in the grip.

It was clear that the Sixth Sister isn’t bluffing—she never was, in the first place—and she had proven it otherwise through her prowess with her haloed saber.

The seconds felt like minutes as the three exchanged strikes, but the two Jedi held fast. They were especially persistent in getting the upper hand. Gradually out of steam rooting from the rage she uses as energy, the Sixth Sister’s movements have become sluggish—while Cal and Jidné afforded momentary breaths whenever they distanced themselves. Eventually, they got their own hits on her: Cal had jabbed her shoulder, thus leaving a red, burning crater on the flesh, and Jidné produced a searing gash from her abdomen to her thigh, cutting through the fabric of her right pant leg.

The Sixth Sister turned to the ring of Stormtroopers and Purge Troopers that surrounded them. She didn’t like the way the blank faces of their helmets stared at her. It’s like Vader had another set of eyes to watch over her every move, judging her, condemning her—and she had felt such a presence always looming behind. The fear that she’s been turning her back to has come to chase after her.

“Put those weapons to good use, imbeciles!” the Twi’lek Inquisitor snarled, obviously frustrated that her strength was close to outliving its usefulness.

It was the Purge Troopers who obeyed first—there were only two of them, however, they were the formidable Dual Wielder and the Electrohammer trooper. Finally, the Inquisitor afforded a moment to catch her breath and recover from the pain, stepping away while the Purge Trooper pair step in as her proxies.

“Well, finally!” the Dual Wielder snickered, the indigo electrical currents at the ends of his batons crackled with the same enthusiasm.

The Electrohammer Purge Trooper didn’t speak, instead asserted his dominance in this battlefield by pounding the floor with the pommel of his weapon—sending out violet tendrils of electricity sprawling on the floor and then die out seconds later.

“Dibs on the hammer guy,” Jidné blurted.

“Alright,” in a display of roguish cockiness, Cal rotates the center of his saber hilt—transforming his dual-edged saber into its split variant. “Then I’ll even this one out.”

Jidné stole a glimpse of Cal and smiled to herself, a nasal scoff coming out of her in reaction to his remark. Their arena just got wider as the Stormtroopers—who have a strange mix of admiration, envy, respect, and fear for the Purge Troopers as a whole unit—backed away and continued to watch while being on guard in case either Jedi tries anything—by their definition—bizarre.

“Pheh! You think having the same number of weapons as me would save you?!” the Dual Wielder.

“I can try!” Cal snapped back.

Underneath his dark helmet, the Dual Wielder Purge Trooper smirked—impressed by the Jedi’s snarky determination. He’d make his death as honorable as possible, the fighter in the jet black armor thought to himself as their distance hasn’t shrunk yet.

On the other hand, Jidné is up against the slow yet brutish slugger of a Purge Trooper. The oldest trick in her book would be taking advantage of his slowness, but seeing that this was a specially-trained soldier—particularly much more skillful than the standard Stormtrooper—underestimating his abilities would prove to be fatal for her.

Finally, each fighting pair touched weapons. The right saber would clash against the left-handed baton; the cleaving electrohammer nearly severed the blade of purple light. The surrounding Stormtroopers were actually glad that they have moments to spare by simply watching the fight ensue; however, majority of them were already preparing themselves for the Sixth Sister’s command on them to follow suit against the Jedi.

And speak of the devil, she did.

“Fire at will!” the Twi’lek roared at the white-armored riflemen, nearly straining her throat from her command.

One by one, they raise their blasters at the Jedi—who were excessively moving in all directions. It was difficult enough to get a clear shot, but the possibility of accidentally engaging into friendly fire would result to a beating from the Purge Troopers.

—–

Meanwhile, the Sixth Sister’s fear has been realized. While the Purge Troopers deal with the Jedi youngsters, her eyes wandered around the entire hangar—particularly at the windows of the bridges were commanders would keep post and watch from above. Only this time, it wasn’t an admiral keeping an eye on the Twi’lek.

A pair of Zabrak siblings, stand together in front of the window watching the skirmish below them. The eldest sister subtly kept her gaze on the hunched Twi’lek, anticipating whether or not she’ll return to action. On the other hand, her brother observed the dynamic of the fight—observing the Jedi pair, judging their forms and their coordination together.

“We might have a problem here,” the brother murmured, keeping it only within his sister’s earshot.

“I know,” she chided.

“Shall I inform him?”

In that moment, after the brother asked, by pure coincidence, it feels as though the Sixth Sister and the female Zabrak had locked eyes with one another, despite the tinted gray windows only showing a silhouette. The Zabrak woman’s shoulder flinched but suppressed it quickly by clenching her fists behind her back. The Twi’lek’s eyes remained on the commander center with the tinted window, incapable to see anything from her end but is being looked upon.

The brother verbally nudged his older sister with the same question.

The elder Zabrak sister paused for a moment, she made a quick sigh. Her eyelids dropped as she came to a short yet difficult deliberation with herself. She inched her head to her brother and gestured a small nod to him, prompting him to turn tail and leave the room towards the unspoken yet known destination.

Much later, the Stormtroopers joined the fray—but only at a safe distance—there were brave ones who dared to squeeze the triggers. Some missed, a few found a different mark, whilst a handful got banked by the Jedi—the latter slowly thinned out their numbers as Jidné and Cal traded blows with the Purge Troopers. This tactic of theirs continued until the Stormtrooper commanders donning the red-orange pauldrons motivated their men to continue attacking; the Scout Troopers who wielded batons eventually joined into the very complicated whirlwind of blades.

“I’ve had enough of this!” Jidné bellowed, kicking away a Scout Trooper about to attack her from her 6 o’ clock while waiting to catch her saber she just flung to her Purge Trooper.

Jidné crunched a button on her gauntlet and a tiny light glowed under the keycap. Even though the battle grunts, the threatening snicker from the Purge Troopers, and the blaster fire from the Stormtroopers drowned out any other sound in the hangar—the Crescent Scarab revving and warming up its engines prevailed.

Everybody—even the Twi’lek—stopped to turn their attention to the growing sound of a turbine’s whir. Jidné smirked when she noticed lights flickering in the cockpit—essentially bringing the Scarab to life—and the hydraulic steam sputtering out of the landing gears as they slowly fold into their respective hatches.

“There’s a good ol’ girl when I need it!” Jidné celebrated to herself.

While the enemy was distracted the freighter being remotely controlled by the girl, Cal and Jidné took them by surprise: Cal sent all troopers flying to the ground, flat on their spines, whilst Jidné darted towards the completely disoriented Purge Troopers lying down on the cold, black tile—the girl caught Cal’s second saber in her free hand and then drove both weapons in her hands into the jet-black stomachs of the Purge Troopers.

“NO!!” the Sixth Sister screeched, her mouth stretching into a roundness that showed off her fangs. Her awe-stricken eyes shared the same wideness as her mouth as she watched the Purge Troopers get eradicated by the blades of the supposed bounty hunter.

In the middle of the action, Jidné’s remote had commanded the Scarab’s armaments—an ion cannon on both sides—to turn and aim its barrels at the scene of the fight. At the corner of her eye, Jidné saw this and dashed towards the unaware Cal.

“CAL, GET DOWN!!” Jidné screeched as she tackles him out of the possible radius of the skirmish.

The Inquisitor saw it coming and physically dodged an enormous bullet—two at that—but the Stormtroopers weren’t as fortunate as the three of them.

Seconds after the shots have been fired, Jidné scrambled up to her feet—dragging Cal along with her.

“Come on… Come on!” she urged frantically.

Cal ran in front, Jidné continued to keep herself close behind his back. The redhead sprung from the hangar floor and grabbed onto the door frame of the Scarab’s entry ramp. All the color in his face drained when he saw that Jidné wasn’t behind him anymore.

The Sixth Sister had hindered Jidné in her tracks. The Twi’lek inflicts Force pull on the girl’s legs, causing her to stumble and make a desperate move to crawl away while her hands are still free.

“JIDNÉ!!!”

“MAN THE SHIP!!” cried Jidné as she squirms away from the Twi’lek.

“But…”

“JUST GO!!!”

Cal rushed to the cockpit and witnessed Jidné face off the Sixth Sister one last time before they make their escape. The dashboard dazed him for a few seconds but the redhead pulled it together and began flailing his arms across the control panel before putting his hands on the wheel.

Jidné took ID off of her person, commanded him to join Cal—even though the little droid was vigorously objecting the idea.

“Come on, ID, you have to help Cal and BD-1 in there! Do it for me!”

The probe droid lowed, but his trill was drowned out by the sound of the ship warming up its thrusters. He zipped towards the entry ramp that Cal intentionally kept open and finally rejoined the boy and his droid.

“You think that I’m going to let you go so easily!?” the Twi’lek boiled with a rage as hot as the red of her skin.

Inch by inch, she hauled the Jedi girl towards her and farther away from her own freighter. The floor squeaked as she continues to be dragged against her will, clawing the surface did very little to help her. The malicious grin on her face grew for each pull she made on Jidné.

“Don’t even bother squirming away!” hissed the Sixth Sister, using her other arm to inflict the same ability on Jidné—this time on her upper body. “I will not be the exact same failure as the Second and Ninth Sisters!!”

Halfway in, she brandished her saber with her good arm, closing in on Jidné.

“Now, your Jedi boyfriend’s gonna watch you die—and there’s nothing you can do about it!”

The female Zabrak who continued to watch slightly tensed when she watched the Sixth Sister get the upper hand: her eyebrows furrowed, her hand clutching the other behind her back tightened with anticipation, and held all the air in her lungs awaiting for some sort of satisfaction from this suspense.

“Come on, Jidné!” Cal spoke through the clench of his teeth.

But both the Zabrak spectator and the Twi’lek were caught off-guard by Jidné’s next move.

Jidné headbutted the Inquisitor hard on the forehead, disorienting the enemy and consequently losing her focus on the girl—who has afforded enough freedom to move around and retaliate with a Force push strong enough to stagger the enemy.

“What?!” the Twi’lek gasped upon witnessing her would-be victim break free.

Without wasting a single second, Jidné called her lightsaber to her hand and the purple blade obediently emitted out of the hilt by the touch of the switch.

“I don’t plan on dying—not here, not now!!” declared Jidné.

The Twi’lek snickered, “My, my, you have the pride of a bounty hunter but not the grit of one.”

“No,” Jidné slightly shakes her head. “I have the grit of a Jedi!”

The Sixth Sister and Jidné engaged in one last duel. Cal had already prepped up the ship and kept the Scarab warm, he carefully maneuvered the ship to face the exit of the hangar, but maintained a hovering altitude for Jidné until she makes a run for it.

Jidné did not spare any ounce of her might in battling the Twi’lek.

The rough-and-toughness of a bounty hunter manifested within Jidné as she cleaved her way through the Inquisitor’s defenses; but her elusiveness had the fluidity that of a Jedi, denying her enemy to deal a single hit on her and instead overwhelming the Twi’lek with attacks. The latter has started to regain her strength and finally equal herself to the young Jedi she’s fighting, but Jidné already has gotten a headstart in stealing the upper hand.

With their blades locked on to one another, the Twi’lek was taken aback by Jidné’s strength—it was something that she had never witnessed from any Jedi before—but the pain of her injuries had kicked in and betrayed her once more, slowly bringing her to submission as Jidné shifts all her weight on her blade.

The Inquisitor staggered as she receives a kick in the abdomen from Jidné, in the next blink of an eye—she didn’t feel its first moments—she felt the searing sting birthed by a lightsaber’s edge, cauterizing her flesh into an ugly curdle of dried blood on the wound’s surface. The pain caused her to submit to her knees; for good measure, Jidné pushed her away using the Force.

Before she was able to make her escape, the door behind the Sixth Sister whipped open and revealed Darth Vader—who has decided to take the matter into his own hands. Jidné felt her stomach drop to the soles of her feet upon seeing the Sith lord appear and take the Sixth Sister’s place in the duel.

“JIDNÉ, COME ON!!!” Cal barked, standing at the edge of the entry ramp waiting for her.

Cal’s cry to her snapped her out of frozen state caused by the fear of Vader who was seething with an immeasurable fury and unquenchable ferocity.

Jidné ran—as fast as her legs can carry her.

Her lungs felt sore as she caught her breath in every step. Never has she ever been so afraid to look back over her shoulder. Cal had reached out his hand for her and she extended her hand. Their fingers joined flimsily but unlatched as the Scarab continued its fly-by. Jidné pushes herself one last time and Cal caught her arm, gripping it tighter than never before and pulled her into the freighter.

“LET’S MOVE!!!” Jidné threw herself of the pilot’s seat and maneuvered the ship out of the hangar. Cal joined her in the co-pilot seat by her side.

The Scarab darted out of the hangar, the remaining Stormtroopers, maintenance crew, and deck commanders threw themselves out of the freighter’s path for their lives. Their departure was salt to the Sixth Sister’s wounds, watching them fly out of the volcanic wasteland greatly frustrated her—but also made her fear for her life.

Complete, sheer silence was the only thing that the Scarab seems to have left behind when it disappeared in the sky as it made the jump to lightspeed. Darth Vader’s cape billowed in the hot breeze that the Scarab’s mufflers blew as it left. Meanwhile, the Sixth Sister’s heart was rapidly beating—as if savoring its last few moments of doing so, because she knew perfectly well that there’s no escape from the Sith lord’s wrath.

“I almost feel sorry for her,” the Zabrak brother halfheartedly sighed, his older sister didn’t take kindly to the remark and decided to ignore him.

“My lord…!!” she cracked, disposing all of her pride and bringing herself further to the ground, as if praying to a deity. “Forgive me! Let me pursue them! I am perfectly fit to—!”

Vader raised a hand partially clasped. Her terrified stammering annoyed him; however, her voice persisted in uttering the words “Forgive me” through her gagging until a single crack of bone silenced her fully.

“You are forgiven, Sixth Sister.”

The dark lord of the Sith gazed at the now empty hangar, following the trail of the Scarab upon its departure. He stares at the grey sky that watches over his stronghold. Beneath that blank, emotionless demeanor is an anger that boils hotter than the magma that flows under the foundation of his castle.

—–

The Crescent Scarab cruises through the system where the hyperspace jump has led to.

The two Jedi finally had the opportunity to relax and catch their breaths. The lone captain of the Scarab sets the ship on auto-pilot mode as she waits for the adrenaline to subside.

Machine hums, droid trilling and beeping were the only sounds that filled the ship. There was still an awkward silence between the two Jedi. The girl was still unable to explain herself—the negotiation, her motives before and after she had the change of heart—even though she’s got a thousand words to say.

Jidné slouched on her seat, elbow propped on the armrest, and her forehead resting on the palm of her hand. Cal watched the slow rising and falling of her shoulders, the subtle shifts of her position in the chair, and watched how her eyes shifted while staring at the ceiling of her vessel.

Her arm reached out to the navigation computer on the dashboard and encoded a combination of numbers and letters. Shortly after that, the screen flashed a miniature preview of the planet that represented the grid coordinates she’s typed.

“Where are we going?”

“I’m taking you home,”

“You mean, we are going home?”

Obviously taken aback, Jidné turned her head to Cal to reaffirm what he meant with his emphasis on the word. She dismissed it when he didn’t get the hint in the first moment and resumed control on the ship. Cal volunteered to co-pilot with her and discovered that it was not really that different with the Mantis’s own controls.

ID-3 and BD-1’s collective beeping startled the Jedi youngsters and broke the silence. Jidné and Cal listened to their excited droids.

“From where we are now, we’re just an hour away from Ombari,” Jidné translated. “Wouldn’t want Cere and the others worry about you, huh?”

Cal detected a melancholic tone in her voice, the smile that she flashed in front of BD-1 quickly melted as soon as she faced the windshield again. He easily felt the bittersweet aura that she emitted as he studied her staring into space and the planets that they flew by. The redhead recalled her words when she set him free.

“Escape now, hate me later.”

He wanted to prove her wrong—prove that he doesn’t hate her anymore. How could he hate her if she’s practically saved their lives from a new Inquisitor and Darth Vader himself?

His eyes trailed to her fingers fiddling on the dangling accessory strand strung on the saber’s pommel. He notices that her fingers were staying on strand that he crafted for her, her thumb pushed each bead as if counting them one by one.

“Jidné,” he uttered, breaking the silence between them.

She turned to him, waiting for him to finish. Her fingers still playing around Cal’s flower beads.

“I want to thank you again,”

Forcing a weak smile, she sighed. “No need to thank me.”

“No, really, you saved my life. I was trying to make peace with the fact that I’ll die once they start trying to get anything out of me about the Holocron… until you came along.”

Silence again. There was nothing Jidné could think of to say back.

“Did you mean it?”

“Mean what?”

“When you said that you were gonna hand me over, until you decided not to anymore,”

She looked away, searching for the right words in the stars.

“Yeah, I did mean that. I simply didn’t think it was right anymore because, well... It’s…” she trailed off, tucking herself in her seat and drawing her leg up to the chair for her to hug it. “It’s a feeling I can’t explain. But you’ve every right to hate me because I didn’t tell you the truth sooner—I hate myself for the very same reason too.”

“No, Jidné, I don’t hate you,”

Her lips parted and she bit them, her grip on the steering wheel made the skin over her knuckles turn white as bone to hide the trembling. Cal’s only response was a deep sigh—he sensed relief wash over her, but it wasn’t enough to ease the guilt anchoring her heart.

They eventually arrived back in Ombari. They did so with the same awkward silence that never seemed to leave them until either of them swallows their pride. When they’ve cut through the atmosphere, the first thing Jidné did was search the Mantis’s signature on her radar; when a ping appeared on her screen, she steered the Scarab close to the other ship’s location. From the windshield, both of them saw Cere, Greez, and Merrin standing outside the Mantis as they watched the Scarab commencing its landing cycle.

When Jidné’s freighter touched Ombari’s soil once again, the crew’s gazes pierced through the thick glass of the windshield and Jidné couldn’t look away like some sort of self-imposed penance for her guilt. She leaned away and let herself sink into the cushion of the backrest, arms crossed and expecting Cal to move in her periphery.

“They’re waiting for you,” she muttered.

Cal didn’t budge. He remains seated on the co-pilot seat next to hers. They exchanged glances with one another and he finally stands up and leaves the cockpit. Jidné swiveled her chair, following Cal as he walks up to the door; she took a few seconds before following him there, discovering that he’s just standing in front of it—as if he had no intention to open it.

“You’re home, Cal,” urged Jidné who’s standing behind him, leaning against the wall opposite to him and having her arms crossed together. “Go on.”

She watched him raise his hand to the control panel, expecting him to press the button and walk away.

The exit ramp hissed open. Warm, gentle sunlight pooled into the vessel—dramatically different from the harsh heat that they were met with when they arrived to Mustafar. Cal stepped out of the ship, basking into the late afternoon sun, Jidné herself went out to fill her lungs with Ombari’s fresh air and warm light.

Cal reconciled with his crew. They welcomed him with hugs that included everyone—even BD-1—and then Greez’s “Where have you been?!” standing out of the indistinct yet cheerful chatter. Jidné watched the modest celebration from the doorway of her ship—the sight put a smile on her face, even if she had no part in it.

As she was preparing to disappear, going back inside her ship, she was stopped by the call of her name. She turned around to find Cal walking back up to her. He snatched both of her hands—taking her by surprise—when he got close.

“Where are you going?”

“Anywhere, I suppose,” she shrugged.

“I’d still want you around, Jidné. You don’t have to be alone. It’d be like what we talked about before—you and me, the Scarab and the Mantis. Together.”

There he goes again. Jidné sighed in her mind. Puppy eyes in the color of jade shined in front of her, she can feel his fingers running across the smooth skin of her hands.

She sighs, “Cal, I don’t belong here, not after what I’ve done to you.”

“They know.”

That left Jidné into a stammering mess, unsure whether or not to explain her story to the crew, but Cal kept reassuring her—in the kindest tone she’s heard from anyone ever—that he didn’t leave out her effort to save him in his story. She peeked over his shoulder to find the expressions of each crew member standing by the Mantis.

She chuckled humorlessly, “You don’t mind having a bounty hunter hopping into your party, huh?”

“Hey, adds up to the variety,”

Both of them shared a bashful chuckle and their foreheads touched; Cal hoisted a curled finger to Jidné’s cheek, brushing away a loose strip of hair that fell in front of her face and then caressing her cheek. He saw her face flush with color, he could feel the warmth burning underneath her skin. When their gazes locked at each other, time felt like it froze in place, and Cal slowly closed in on her.

Cal gently brushed his lips against Jidné’s. She was warm and soft. He dared to dip his tongue to explore her mouth, finally giving himself the guilty pleasure of her taste. The tip of her tongue ran across the tiny scar that ran across his bottom lip, feeling the slight indent on his mouth. When he withdrew, he followed it up by planting a kiss on her forehead before leveling his face with hers.

“Glad you didn’t stop me this time,” he whispered, the tips of their noses playfully touching.

“I didn’t plan to,”

Cal pulled her in close to him, the closest that both of them have ever gotten with each other, he wrapped his arms around the small of her back, lifted her an inch upward to the point that she had to stand tiptoed.

“Now you’re home with me too, Jidné,”

He whispers as he buried his face into the crook of her neck, in turn, he felt Jidné embracing him back—arms hooked around his back and her hands clung onto his shoulders, her cheek resting against his chest, and a sigh of the greatest relief escapes her mouth as she lets those words sink into her.

[its-magic-bro]

4 Marevin?

“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.” 

//good choice :3 im adding in a lil mutual pining human friends-to-lovers speedrun to this, youre welcome. (im aware there wouldnt be that many people at Phantom and Henrik’s wedding probably but lET ME HAVE THIS)

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Marvin sits in a chair against the wall, watching the brave souls who had dared the dance floor, after the grooms had finished their own solo dance, of course. The wedding had been lovely, and had surprisingly gone without a hitch. Phantom and Henrik were now at their table, speaking too softly for anyone but them to hear and looking generally in love. Marvin chuckles to himself.

“Crazy, isn’t it?” Marvin jumps at the voice coming from his right, looking up to see Mare smiling at the couple as well. He clears his throat.

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, never thought I’d see...all of this.”

Mare nods, looking down at him now. He and Marvin had come together, sure, but it was technically their second real date, and there were more important things to focus on, and they’d spent the whole ceremony on opposite sides of the altar, so really, they hadn’t had much chance to talk.

Marvin pats the chair beside him, and Mare takes the hint, taking a seat. Something cold touches Marvin’s hand, and he looks down to see Mare offering him a champagne glass, which he takes with a grateful smile.

“Never thought I’d see Phantom gettin’ married,” Mare drawls as Marvin takes a drink. “He’s had his fair share of partners, but I never thought I’d see one stick. ‘Specially not for a whole marriage.”

Marvin chuckles, looking into his glass. “Never thought I’d see Hen get married either. I was there, y’know, when his kids died, when he got divorced... And since then, I kinda figured he’d stay stuck. Pushin’ away every chance at movin’ on.” He sighs, smiling ruefully. “I’m real glad to see that I was wrong.”

Mare hums, and the two of them sit in silence, watching the dancers. When Blue and Ruby go by, a laughing Ruby is standing on Blue’s feet while they do a dramatic imitation of a waltz to music that doesn’t even remotely fit the dance, and both men break out laughing. They catch each-other’s eyes, smiling, and Marvin huffs and stands. He sets his glass down on a table and holds his hand out to Mare.

“Wanna dance?”

Mare stares at Marvin, then the hand extended to him, before grinning and taking it. Marvin pulls him up, and they make their way to the gathering of dancers.

Before they know it, an hour has passed, and the only people left are couples, slow dancing and leaning against each other. Mare and Marvin are not excluded from this category. Marvin rests his chin on Mare’s shoulder, hands on his chest, and Mare’s hands rest on his waist as they slowly rock side to side, spinning in slow circles.

Mare mumbles something, and Marvin pulls back to look up at him, noting the blush and how cute Mare looks when he’s shy.

“Sorry, what?”

Mare clears his throat, his drawl slipping away. “I-I said, um, I think I’m in love with you, and... I’m terrified. Of, y’know. You not feeling the same.”

Marvin blinks, then grins, then drops his forehead on Mare’s shoulder as he laughs.

“Oh, my gods, you’re so stupid!”

Mare tenses, and Marvin feels him pulling away. He looks back up with tears in his eyes from laughing, but also from the rising warmth in his chest, feeling a twinge of guilt when he sees the disappointment on Mare’s face.

“Nonono, wait! I don’t mean-” He huffs, grabbing Mare’s hands and lifting them to his chest, above his heart. He smiles up at his boyfriend. “You aren’t stupid for loving me, that isn’t what I meant.”

“Then what did you mean?” Mare’s voice is defensive, but Marvin hears how it wavers, and his heart melts.

“I mean,” He leans forward to kiss Mare’s cheek, just brushing the corner of his lips. “I love you too. And I was gonna tell you tonight, but you ruined that for me. But I can’t be too mad. You’re too cute for me to tunr down anyways.”

Mare snorts and blushes, pulling Marvin close and pulling his hands free to wrap his arms around the witch.

“Whatever ya say, amatus.”

“I ‘m glad you agree, carissime.”

[cdc1345711]

OC Story: Academy Days 1

(Chip proposed to his Girlfriend Ari before the New Year awaiting their wedding in February of 2021 and despite what everyone says Chip is Romantic and what better way to show it than to Ari's job at Mandrake University as he steps out his car and checks the Directions on his Phone)

Chip:Mandrake Academy? Yep this is the place....now the effort of finding Ari's Office......oi vey"

(He searched around asking Students while inside Ari was hanging in the lounge with her fellow educators)

Ari:(Putting Creamer in her Coffee)Another Day Another Dollar or at least that's what the Board Says"

Owlferd:(Anthropology Teacher and Owl)I agree Ari least you're shift hasn't started yet"

Ari:It did but I got no clients till after Lunch"

Wanda:(Coed Coach/Entomology Teacher Wasp)My class is about to start....damn early risers"

Ari:Just like High School"

Connie:(Cone Headed Honors Science)Except most of the Students look like they're Held back a couple of years"

(Everyone laughs)

Wanda:So......anyone going to the Headmasters Party tonight?"

Owlferd:Only downside of Tenure of I got to go hohoho it's no trouble for me it's just my Husband doesn't wear much Formal Attire"

Connie:Speaking of 'Husbands' when are we gonna meet yours Ari"

Ari:First off Not my Husband YET we're engaged Second He's very busy and isn't a Formal Fellow as well"

Wanda:That so? Or is he fake?"

Ari:Not Fake he's real"

Wanda:Sure(says sarcastically)"

Moe:(Lorologist aka Primate Guy who studies lore comes in making a dash for the Coffee)Coffee coffee coffee need it......(gets his cup)"

Wanda:You okay Beu?"

Moe:Classes about to start and I SWEAR to every Gods if someone asks me another Eldritch Question I might bash my head in.....(takes a deep breath and exhales calming down)so what I miss?"

Owlferd:We're talking about the existance of Ari's Fiance"

Moe:Seriously? What are we in Middle School?"

Ari:Thank You Moe"

Moe:It's up there with 'My Boyfriend who lives in Canada' and 'My BF is my Cat'"

Ari:Okay that last one isn't real"

Connie:Like your Fiance...."

Ari:HE'S REAL!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Owlferd:Well Ari you never showed us a picture of him......"

Wanda:Hell you Never gave us his name"

Ari:Well......its because we want our private life to be uuuh whats the word umm.....Private"

(Everyone Stares)

Ari:Alright......his name is Chip"

Moe:The Psychotic Metal Organic?"

Ari:He's more Sociopathic than Psychotic"

(Everyone looks at each other and all laugh)

Wanda:Seriously the Greatest Assassin ever is marrying you?"

Ari:Mmmmm"

(Bell Rings)

Moe:Time to Work.....we'll pick off later(phone ding)huh?(looks at it)oh shit turns out some Bearded Weirdo is on Campus"

Wanda:That......narrows it down to most of the Students here"

Moe:But he's not a student....probably just a Homeless Guy snuck in....again"

Owlferd:3rd time this week by my count"

Ari:Well if anything Security might catch him"

(Back to Chip he so far hasn't found anyone who knows where Ari's Office is until he stops to asks some Stoners)

Chip:Yo Potheads....."

Stoner 1 Grass Guy:Whoa man this is medicinal..."

Chip:Grass smoking Grass? Either Charles Coburn thinks this is original or he's REALLY bad at being funny"

Stoner 2:Whuuuut?"

Chip:Nothing anyone here knows a Miss Ari Zira? Or more importantly the location of her Office?"

Stoner 3:No"

Stoner 1:Why so you can Narc on us Fascist?"

Chip:I really don't give a shit I just.....wait those Grade A Mary Jay?"

Stoner 2:Yeah man....."

Stoner 1:We'd share but we don't share with cops...."

Chip:Not a cop just trying to find my Soon to be Wife"

Stoner 3:Likely story.....NARC!!!!!"

Chip:(Whispers as he face palms)Jesus Fucking Christ looks Shaggy Scooby and Dooby either you tell me where Your Psychologist is or I'm taking all your Weed"

Stoner 1:You and what Army man?"

(Chip just looks straight for a moment and in the next scene he's walking away with a box of Doobies whistling....how he can whistle without a mouth don't ask me bub it's my story-speaking of.....as he walks off he's stopped by a Axe Headed Guy A Gorilla and a Coyote)

Konk:Freeze you the Bearded Weirdo walking around the University?"

(Chip just looks at him confused)

Hatchet:Sorry there is like a billion Bearded Weirdos here....must of asked 50 people to show us their student ID"

Chip:Well.......Im not a student I'm just a Guy holding this Doobies I snagged from a couple of pot smoking retards...."

Colty:WAIT......that Pure Marijuana?"

(Chip eye widens......next minute everybody is smokin the Weed)

Konk:Man....they don't make this shit like this anymore...."

Chip:Very few thing my People can feel honestly"

Hatchet:So....why you here Chip?"

Chip:Surprise Visiting my Wife Ari Zira....."

Konk:The University Psychologist?"

Chip:Thank FUCKING God someone knows her"

Colty:Course we know her....helped me get over my Issues with my Mom"

Hatchet:Helped me get in touch in my inner self"

Konk:Helped me overcome my homicidal anger by finally coming out of the closet as a self confidant Bisexual Man"

(Everyone looks at him)

Konk:Yep I'm Bi(Changed subject)So you want us to help you find your Girl?"

Chip:Be Appreciated....."

Konk:Then let's go...."

(Other side Ari is visited by the Vice Headmaster Todd the Fox)

Todd:Ari how is the School's Best Psychologist?"

Ari:Kinda meh Morning but I'm better now. And you Vice Headmaster?"

Todd:Well.......I'M FREAKING OUT!!!!!!"THERE'S ANOTHER WEIRDO IN OUR CAMPUS......what if he's armed"

Ari:You shouldn't judge that person....for all we know he or she is probably hungry and as decent beings we should not be fearful but helpful towards the poor soul"

Todd:And THAT Ari is proof of your Tenure"

Ari:See there....wait SERIOUSLY???"

Todd:YES"

(Both Squeal in excitement but quickly calm down)

Ari:Finally I've worked hard for Tenure....."

Todd:And you deserve it a lot....(looks at the clock)oooh almost lunch care to join me?"

Ari:Why not?"

(The 2 leave for Lunch while Chip bonds with the Security Team)

Chip:This Campus has a BAR?"

Colty:Yeah it's called Barsco it's run by our Friend Rosco....if you plan to stay longer we can take you there"

Chip:Really?"

Hatchet:He has booze for everybody Even Lighter Fluid and Gasoline for Metal Organics"

Chip:Sounds like my kinda Guy"

Konk:Yo wanna get some grub first I'm hungry...."

Hatchet:Munchies Man....."

Chip:They're a Cunt"

(As they Chat Ari and Todd were walking to the Cafeteria as they bump into......)

Ari/Todd:MR.MANDERS?"

Mr.Manders:Hoho Hello Todd and Ari....(he's holding a tray of A Burger Tater Tots and a Sparkling Ice)Just in luck they're serving Bean Burgers my Favorite...."

Ari:That's great Headmaster...."

Mr.Manders:So Ari can I expect to see you at my Party tonight?"

Ari:Oh idk Sir I gotta check my schedule to see if it's not booked"

Mr.Manders:Oh I understand Duties come first you know....btw have you heard the news?"

Ari:No Sir(she lies thinking he's about to say she's getting Tenure which will up her pay making sure to help Chip with their Wedding)what is it?"

(Gestures them to move forward as they do and whispers to them)

Mr.Manders:The Security team found the Bearded Fellow who snuck in on Campus....."

Ari:Oh(feeling a bit dissappointed)well least they got him out safely"

Mr.Manders:Actually they didn't...."

Todd:They beat him up?"

Mr.Manders:No....hes still here"

(They turn to see the cart)

Ari:(In Horror)Oh No"

Chip:ARI!!!!!!(walks up and hugs her)Been trying to find you all damn day so far none of the students know your office....I had to beat up a bunch of Stoners as I 'took' their Cush and met my New Best Friends right here"

Konk/Hatchet/Colty: Hi Ari"

Ari:Hi Boys(to Chip)Why are you here....'Honey'?"

Chip:I wanted to surprise you by Romantically coming to your work"

MrMander:Mhmm(coughs as the Other Faculty joins in)Ari mind introducing us to your friend"

Ari:(Gulps)Right Mr.Manders Todd and Everyone this is Chip my Fiance....."

Wanda:(Whispers)Holy Shit she wasn't lying"

Todd:Well even though it's nice to meet you Mr......Chip was it? You are however tresspassing on University grounds"

Chip:Don't get your Panties in a twist Nick Wilde I'm here for Ari"

Todd:Why I never...."

(Just then someones bag was stolen)

Girl:HELP!!!!!"

Mr.Manders:THIEF!!!!!!"

Todd:Quick securi....."

(And in a flash Chip catches the thief and pummels him as he realizes....)

Chip:Holy Shit you're the Stoner Kid"

Stoner 1:You stole my livelihood man....gad to earn green somehow...."

Chip:Yeah yeah....(knocks him out)"

Mr.Manders:(Clapping)My My what skills you were amazing"

Chip:Twas nothing sir"

Mr.Manders:'Twas' ooh Ari your Future Husband is quite a sophisticant"

Chip:I try...."

Mr.Manders:Would you like to come to my Party Tonight? It's to Celebrate the Anniversary of our University being the first to integrate Metal Organics it will be catered and I'll announce a New Tunre Employee"

Chip:Huh can't say no to that plus free dinner I'll be there"

Mr.Manders:Oh Splendid"

Moe:Uuuuh Ari......"

Wasp:You okay Girl?"

Ari:(Grinding her teeth and says angrily)Never......Better"

Chip:Hey Hon I'm gonna start getting ready see you at home(kisses her cheek)"

Owlferd:Nice Bod...nothing on my Man though"

(Night of the Party And Chip and Ari are wearing their Best Formal Clothes)

Chip:Hmmm Swanky"

Ari:(Stops him)Look Chip this is not just some fancy party by your Rich Friends or by the Lewd Crew this is my Job with my Coworkers and Boss so please please PLEASE be on your best behavior alright?"

Chip:(Looks straight at her)Okay what's up you're really on edge?"

Ari:I'm not on edge it's nothing...."

Chip:Let's cut the Bullshit Ari you know we're on the same scale when it comes to smarts"

Ari:Dammit alright.....I...I was told I might get Tenure...by Todd...."

Chip:Fox Boy? Okay(thinking of something)"

(They Enter and Ari meets up with Wanda and Moe)

Ari:Hello Everyone....Wanda Nice sashes"

Wanda:Thanks Bug People don't usually wear clothes but even we can look pretty"

Chip:Nice Suit"

Moe:Right back at ya"

Konk:HEY CHIP"

Chip:KONK you made it"

Konk:Wouldn't miss it"

Chip:Where are the rest of the Guys?"

Konk:At Barscos. They ain't the Formal Types"

Chip:Heh the more I know about them the More I like them"

Owlferd:Hoohoo Hello Ari(accompanied by his Husband)Chip this is my Husband....."

Chip:BASILISK......"

Basilisk:CHIP......"

Chip:You old Son of a Bitch"

Owlferd:Seems you both know each other"

Chip:Shared a Mission once his Eyes of Penance whew Powerful Shit"

Basilisk:Had to be to stop those Humanoids....(to Owlferd)Later Hon"

Todd:(With his Rabbit GF Lydia)Ari hi...."

Chip:('Hmm guess I was wrong')Bunny GF? Goddamn you are Nick Wilde"

lydia:He tries"

Todd:Hopefully things go smoothly without(looks at Chip)interruptions"

Chip:(Just Grunts)"

Mr.Manders:(On Stage)Good to see all you lovely faces here Tonight"

Konk:This will take a while(drinks his flask)want some?"

Chip:Can't taste booze but what the Hell(drinks some) anyone else?"

Moe:Yo"

Mr.Manders:My Grandfather Founded this University in 1945 and My Father was the first to integrate with Metal Organics in 1958..."

Chip:Apparently his Family has a Jesus complex.....which Ironic for me...."

Wanda:How come?"

(Chip reveals his Star of David Necklace)

Wanda:Oh okay"

Mr.Manders:Now without further adieu our new Tenure is.......Ari Zira"

Ari:YES.....I mean yes"

Todd:Yay Ari"

Wanda:You go Girl"

Mr.Manders:Congratulations Ari and I'm also proud to pronounce our newest employee...."

Ari:What......"

Mr.Manders:I was impressed with his skills this morning and while he left to prepare for Tonight I asked him......would you like to be in our University's Security....followed by his yes.....Mr.Chip Cosmas"

Ari:Que..?"

Chip:Wanted it to be a surprise....now we can see more of each other"

Ari:But....your Assassin Business....the Training of the Next Warriors?"

Chip:I thought of spending more time with my Future Wife...."

Ari:Oooh(walks up to the drinks and start drinking)"

Chip:Why she upset? She got Tenure"

Todd:You really can't see it can you?"

Chip:You got something to say say it Foxy"

Todd:I doubt you can grasp it"

Chip:(Wanting to punch but holds back)Not worth it"

Todd:Good to hold back Huh Meto....."

(Chip heard what he said and as quick as lightning punches Todd slamming him on the table)

Ari:What the Hell?"

(Todd tried to fight back but Chip was better as he beat Todd up)

Ari:CHIP STOP IT....STOP IT NOW(holds him off)You seriously can't go one night without being an Angry Animal can you not even for me? And to my friend and Coworker?"

Chip:Ari you don't understand....."

Ari:What I don't understand is why you couldn't do this one thing ONE FUCKING THING for me....just NOT BE YOU!!!!!"

Chip:Ari he's trying to get with you.....by making me the bad guy"

Todd:What? No I'm not Ari is my Friend and I love Lydia you psycho....."

(And as Chip heard his Voice his words were true)

Chip:Then why where you an Asshole to me?"

Todd:Because you're image isn't right for Ari....shes sophisticated and intelligent but you're a Violent Monster....."

Chip:You don't know a Fucking thing about me.....Ari...."

Ari:Chip please.....I just.....dont wanna see you now....(she cries)"

(Chip leaves looking back and Konk goes to Ari saying)

Konk:He had another reason Ari....."

(At Barscos the Campus Bar Chip is drowning his sorrows in Arsenic and Gin)

Chip:Another Round....."

Rosco:Sure Pal.....(puts in the Lighter Fluid Soda Water and Gin)"

Chip:Leave the Cannister"

Rosco:Whoa Bud I can't just(Chip stares at him angrily) eh Fuck it(leaves the Lighter Fluid)"

(Second later Ari shows up and sits next to Chip)

Chip:Hey....."

Ari:Hey........"

Chip:I really Fucked shit up didn't I?"

Ari:Yes......."

Chip:Guess I'm fired?"

Ari:Could've......"

Chip:What?"

Ari:Konk told me what Todd said to make you Angry......seems I was the one who Fucked Shit Up in a metaphorical sense...."

Chip:You were caught in a misunderstanding that's all.....didn't mean your were wrong....I got Angry and beat the living shit out of your friends at work......"

Ari:Well after he used that Racist Slur He's knocked down a few pegs.....sigh it was true I thought you'd jeopardize my chances of Tenure"

Chip:Why you so hellbent on this Tenure Shit?"

Ari:It's because....I wanted the pay bonus to help pay for our wedding"

Chip:Ari I said I got it...."

Ari:Chip we're about to spend our lives together....that means we're a team and we should be there for each other"

Chip:Hmm......that Fox was right about one thing....you're smart as Fuck"

(Mr.Manders arrives)

Chip:Oh Headmaster.....sorry for earlier....I lost my shit"

Mr.Manders:I heard what Todd said he's taking a HR Seminar so he can be more open minded as for the party well.....since the Gym is a mess(the Caterers come in with the Food)Guess we can move it to this fine Bar...with Owner's permission"

Rosco:Got my Approval Boss"

(And so the night that started off unexpected turned into something better as Chip and Ari's Bonds grew stronger for it. The Next Day)

Ari:Ready for your First day?"

Chip:Hell Yeah I am(Walks to the Security Office and looks around ready for this New Chapter in his Life"

THE END

[hopespeakkrp]

LOADING HOPE’S PEAK STUDENT FILE…

❝ I’m here to have a fun and serotonin  time, not a victory time. If I can’t have fun, then what’s the point of playing? Winning all the time gets so boring ❞  

MOON SUGIRIYASA

1998.05.18

University Grade 2

Mirae Huts #3

THE ULTIMATE MAGIC THE GATHERING PLAYER (MTG PLAYER) IS PREPARED TO DIE

Moon always plays a variety of decks in varying formats, draft not withstanding. She tries her best to diversify her playstyle but in the end she always sticks to tokens. She likes to be able to swarm the field and laugh at the sheer absuridity she can do with token decks no matter the color combination. The current decks she has are…a lot. The last time Moon checked, it was around 69 commander decks, 10 modern deck, 1 standard that she’ll take apart when certain sets rotate out, 2 vintage decks, and like 3 legacy decks.

You can imagine how much all of that costs in total.

Her primary decks, at least in commander, are Brudiclad and Trostani; two token decks that represent two sides of her, Trostani and Brudiclad.

Trostani focuses on token generation via enchantments and life gain. To Moon, Trostani is more…passive. She can lean back and watch as her Life Total skyrockets to the thousands; one time it went to the millions due to…multiple token doublers going off; it was a mathmatical nightmare. Honestly, she can just lay back, watch her tokens and life multiply, and then attack for game. She usually attacks when it’s least expected; Moon is sneaky like that. She gets a lot of glee from the sheer shock from how many tokens she has on the field. Plus, she runs green so she can ramp pretty quickly. When Moon plays Trostani, she’s more laid back and prone to not pay as much attention unless she is needed for something or if she needs to do some ungodly math. When she smiles, she’s happy that she’s able to have fun by winning with a lot of life points and watching other people beat each other while saving her for last. You can see her grin as everyone starts to pummel each other, never minding whatever bullshit Moon has up her sleeve. Trostani is like the sleepy and quiet deck that’s silent but deadly except you can see how many tokens she has and how much life she is at. When she beats you with this deck, it will be with a gentle smile.

Brudiclad (or as she nicknames them “Bootyclap”), on the other hand, is more aggressive. Rapid token growth and artifacts is her game here. Counter spells are more abundant here and Moon will be more aggressive playing with Brudiclad. A lot more aggressive; this deck enables her to take more risks with attacking while giving her counterspells as a safety net. Mana ramp is sort of a problem but when you have a lot of mana rocks and the ability to possibly go infinite with Deadeye Navigator and Peregrine Drake. When she plays this deck, she is a bit more…aggressive in her demanor; she tends to egg people on and is willing to cut deals with people in her pod thanks to a few cards like Curse of Opulence and Curse of Verbrose not to mention cards with ‘tempting offer’ in red and blue. Instead of being a sneaky little shit, she’s a loud piece of shit who’s willing to use Brudiclad’s token copying ability to suit her needs and with Helm of the Host with Mirror Gallery…have fun. She’s more flexiable in what creature she needs for that particular turn. Not to mention she can just gain extra battle phases and go all in. She once had 100+ Brudiclad triggers go off before she turned them into Eltali (and making them lose their legendary supertype thanks to Mirror Gallery) and just swung for game. At all 5 opponents. And making them mill god knows how many cards. When she grins, it’s a vicious kind of grin; 'I want to eat you whole while having artifacts on my side of the field’ is what she wants to do as she enters the battle phase and multiple Brudiclad triggers go off and then tunring into whatever token she needs. Sometimes it can be more Brudiclad tokens, other times it can be treasure tokens when she needs to ramp. When she has Etali on the field and decides 'I’m just going to swing this dinosaur at you all’ then you’re in trouble. Have fun trying to survive when Moon is gleefully planning how to make you lose via tokens.

Modern? We don’t touch modern–okay we’ll touch on Modern. She’s a Simic player (Green/Blue) and she plays the Uro deck which focuses on ramping a whole lot and combined with Omnath, Locus of Creation? You’re in for a very bad time. She loves and hates this deck primarily because it’s a very powerful deck but it’s also boring so whenever she doesn’t have to play modern, she avoids the format entirely. You can tell she’s bored by the way she puts her cards down: just puts her cards down quickly and with a lack of enthusiasm. She also plays a spell slinger deck she topped two Modern events that involved having Lutri as the companion and…a whole lot of sorcery/instant copying cards. She has a lot more fun playing this deck although she has to call a judge because of certain timing rules that, despite her title, can never get down. While she has knowledge of the game, she is only human and sometimes her memory is bad so she needs to be reminded. This applies to Arena whenever she is (forced) to play. When she plays her Lutri spell slinger deck, you can tell she’s trying to be careful; timing rules are weird in Magic and she hates to step on anyone’s toes. She hate’s being a rule breaker and she hates pissing off everyone because if you piss everyone off then they’ll be mad at you and tell you to d–She hates having to miss timing, so she always asks. Even in the finals, she has to ask for timing and sure it makes her look stupid but she would rather look stupid asking then look stupid doing it.

Standard? Oh god, never ask her about Standard; she’ll take what she can get or scrounge around the internet for inspiration then tweak it. IF she has to play Standard, then she will go for a burn deck or whatever is the Cool New Deck to play with. She barely participates in Standard unless events call for it. Her mood depends on what kind of deck she is (forced to) play but expect her to be somewhat grumpy. She will, from time to time, play meme decks and her mood will be up. She wins half the time with whatever meme and janky deck she decided to pick up; it’s fun. She’s also loud whenever she plays meme decks; you can hear her laugh from two tables away. People will say that, if you her hear laughing that loud, then she’s playing a meme deck though reports did say that this is rare nowadays.

We don’t talk about draft. We NEVER talk about draft because those things can go haywire and she fucking /hisses/ at those formats. You can tell if an event is a draft like format by the look on her face. She likes the random chances but that’s only for the decks she constructed. Drafting, on the other hand, is not it for her. If she can help it, she avoids it but nonetheless she /has/ to go. Reminds her of her parents dragging her to 'important Indonesian events’.

For Legacy, she tends to play more graveyard decks such as Hogaak dredge which focuses on summoning Hogaak and other graveyard shenanigans. One of her most expensive decks that she has and she did play this when she was invited to a team trio constructed format as Team “Moist Girthy Loins”* ’s Legacy player. They topped that event with her winning most of her matches against the other Legacy players. Outside of any team formats that require Legacy players, she plays around with a lot of artifacts and Brudiclad except this is the more expensive version of Brudiclad and it’s not restricted to the singleton format. She also has a meme deck which can only be described at 'otter meme and artifact go brrrrrr’. She’s mainly neutral when playing, almost like she is tired…but she still has fun, though she would like it if people were chill a bit whenever she plays Legacy.

*Do not ask about the name; she did NOT come up with that.

Vintage is just artifact go burrrrr with Tolarian Academy and–she just goes ham with artifacts in this deck. Lockdown/prison, tokens, the whole 9 yards. She also plays a meme deck that she would describe as 'Brudiclad and Trostani, but involve deal making in there too’. She will hold back for the sake of giving other people a chance but sometimes she forgets and goes all out. Good god. The format where she just chills and watch people have a grand old time while she sets up artifacts to fuck people up.

But what is she like outside of Magic? Well…

Wouldn’t you like to know, weather boy?

She’s so tired and she’s trying to live and be happy but everything always comes crashing down. She just wants to sleep forever. She’s trying she swears but there are days where it’s hard and there are days where she is reminded that no matter how much money she earned from the tournaments she will never make her parents happy. she will always be the family disappointment.

she wants everything to end. she wants the roller coaster of emotions to just. stop.

but no one will ever know that, now will they?

[creativecandyarmy-blog]

July

„Yi Fan!“ I raised my head in surprise as Sheng stormed into my small office in the back of my bar. „Juliet, our new waitress, collapsed!“ Worry and guilt were written all over his face.

Hastily I got up and followed Sheng. „Where? Why?“

„She’s laying on the floor behind the counter. I’m sorry, I should’ve had an eye on her, I mean it’s her first day! I’m so sor–„

„It’s fine, you couldn’t have expected it.“

When we arrived behind the bar we saw Xian, one of my regulars, bending over her and checking her pulse. „She is alive but unconcious.“ he said while getting up. Finally I got to see her face and froze. I couldn’t move a muscle, all I could do was stare at her in shock. „It’s not that bad, it will be enough to let her rest until she wakes up herself. I‘m not sure what the cause is but maybe you can ask her how she felt before. Maybe she wasn‘t feeling well and it was just her cadiovascular system making problems.“

„Guys!“ I heard Sheng speak up. „We’re sorry to announce that we have a medical issue we have to take care of. So we kindly ask you to leave the bar but we promise next time the drinks are on us!“

One after one all the customers left some giving me an encouraging pat on my shoulder. I closed the entrance behind the last one, locked it and walked back to Sheng. „Where are the test stripes?“

„The ones for roofies?“ I nodded. „Under the glasses next to the sink. You think her drink was drugged?“

I nodded again, kneeled down and burried my head into the cupboard. „I mean her glass is standing right here so if nobody looked for a second it’s pretty easy I guess and when all the guests left I saw this suspicious guy that came here a few month ago and asked why weh ad no young, sexy waitress, you know? The one with the dirtiest smirk I’ve ever seen.“ Hurriedly I dipped on oft he stripes into the glass and waited for the result. Disappointed but not surprised – I guess these words sum up pretty good what I felt the moment the test turned out positive. „It’s positive. Someone drugged her drink.“

An eyebrow raised Sheng eyed me up. „You sound worried. Everything okay?“

„Sure!“, I sneered. „It’s just that my new waitress got knockout drops mixed in her glass on her first day so she’s probably going to quit and tell everyone so nobody’s going to come here anymore!“

Sheng narrowed his eyes. „That’s not it. Besides the fact that you know that’s not going to happen – just think about alle the regulars, I doubt they will ever quit coming here.“ he said with an reassuring smile.

Another sigh left my body. „You said her name is Juliet, right?“ He nodded. „I’m just worried about her. She is so young.“

„Do you want me to call the ambulance?“

Shaking my head a picked her up bridal style. „You heard Xian, he said it’s not that bad. I’m just gonna bring her up into my apartment and let her rest on my bed.“

With help from Sheng, who opened and closed the doors for me, I carried her up and laid her onto my bed. Meanwhile Sheng poured her a glass of water and put it on the nightstand. I leaned my arms on the kitchen island and watched the girl in my bed.

„You know her, don’t you? More. She must be important to you.“ Sheng leaned with his back next to me on the island. „You got even anxious you saw her face, you seem to carry about her more than normal like you looked so sad when you asked if her name was Juliet and you brought her to your apartment – which never ever someone other than us stepped into. You can’t tell me she’s no one you don’t know and care about.“

Slowly I nodded. „Yeah, I know her. We went to High School together here in Shanghai. Her father moved here from Germany because of work, she struggeled with learning Chinese and sometimes I helped her. We became friends but I left her to persue my dream and signed with SM Entertainment.“

„You weren’t just friends.“ Sheng stated.

In moments like this I innerwardly cursed at him for knowing me so well and being able to read me like a book. „Depends on who you ask. Officially we were friends, for her as well. But not for me. I liked her. A lot. I loved her so much my heart hurt when I left for Korea. And yeah I learned something while being under SM but when I look back now leaving her wasn’t worth it. After I left SM and Korea I came back to Shanghai hoping to find her but there was no sign of her.“

„I’ve known you for several years now so how didn’t I know about her?“

Tears threatened to form in my eyes. I gulped. „It hurt when I left. At the time I left I thought it was the right choice but I felt empty, I wasn’t happy even though I always thought music was the only thing I needed. Well, leaving her turned out to be the biggest mistake in my entire life so I returned to Shanghai but – like I said before – there was no sign of her. So I locked up all my feeling, hoping I would forget her one day. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn’t. I never told you about her because I wanted to be reminded as rarely as possible.“

„What are you going to do?“

I sighed. „I don’t know. I guess it depends on her. I mean I don’t even know, if she will recognize me, maybe she forgot about me. It’s been ten years after all.“

Sheng nodded slowly. „I see. But now I gotta go, I have to talk to Lu Han about his performance next week because I think you want to stay here and keep an eye on her, right? Keep me up to date, okay?“

„Sure.“ I grinned.

 As my stomach started growling I left a note on some of my clothes for her and went to buy some groceries. As I walked past the meat I remembered Juliets favorite food so I decided to make her a lasagne. She loved it. Before I met her, I had never heard of lasagne but she convinced me to try it and in the end it turned into one of my favorite dishes still I barely cooked it because it would always remind me of her.

Smiling I returned to my appartment to hearing my newest song B.M. out of my boxes. I slipped out of my shoes and walked around the corner just to see Juliet in leggins and my shirt stretching to reach for something in my cupboard. Gulping I tried to tame the fantasies that sneaked into my mind upon the sight infront of me. I shook my head and gathered myself. „What are you looking for?“ I asked.

She must have overheard me entering my appartment because she flinched and hit her head on the  cupboard. „Ouch!“

„Sorry! Does it hurt?“  Worried I ran over to her and instinctivly cupped her face in my hands. Her cold skin and her soft cheeks felt so good under my palms, her plump lips screamed at me to kiss them, her nose was cute and her blue eyes… stared at me in shock. Instantly I let go of her and took a step back and  „I-I-I’m sorry.“, I stuttered. „I didn’t mean to harass you, it was an instinct. You know, after yesterday I’m a little– „

Her shocked expression tunred into a little smile. „It’s fine, I was just not expecting it. And to answer your question from before: I was looking for some food. I hope you don’t mind.“

„Well, kinda. I bought some groceries to cook some actual dinner.“

Her face lit up a little more. „Really? Thanks. And I know I’m asking for a lot but can I take a shower?“

„Yeah, sure. The bathroom is the door right across the kitchen island, towels are under te sink and if you want another shirt my closet is in the wall across the bathtub.“

She bowed slightly. „Thanks a lot and that’s a really nice song. It’s yours, right? I mean it’s your voice, isn’t it?“, she said nodding into the direction of my speakers.

A proud little smile spread across my lips. „Yeah, it’s my latest track. Honestly it isn’t even published.“ I scratched the back of my head. „The release date is set to tomorrow.“

„Oh my god! I’m sorry! I guess I wasn’t allowed to hear it, right?“ Her face was covered in guilt. „But I promise I won’t tell or send anyone anything!“

My smile turned wider. „It’s okay. I trust you. Now take a shower, relax and I will take care of the food, okay?“

Juliet nodded and disappeared into my bathroom. I heard her locking the door and summing one my tracks. It was a song called July. It contained my feelings I had for her ever since we became close. I wondered if she knew. Most likely not. Like I said before: It’s been ten years after all. Smiling I shook my head and started to saute the meat. She was as cute as ten years ago but she was way prettier. She hadn’t grown much taller since then but her figure was so much more feminine, her curves were beautiful. What I told Sheng earlier wasn’t true. I didn’t liked her. I still did. But what about her? Did she even remember me?

Lost in thoughts I almost burned myself by pouring the hot sauce over my left and. „Damn it!“, I cursed.

„Are you alright?“, Juliet asked, standing in the door frame and drying her hair with a towel. „Did you burn your hand?“ Her face looked so shocked and worried I didn’t want her to freak out.

I let out a little laugh. „Not really. It’s alright, I guess–“

„You guess?“ This seemed to be the wrong answer because she stopped drying her hair with the towel instantly and came running over to me in the blink of an eye totally ignoring the towel on the floor she just dropped. „God! You can’t tell me you’re alright! Your whole hand is red! Quick, keep it under cold water!“ She dragged me over tot he sink and turned up the water as cold as possible. „You’re just as clumsy as you were years ago.“

If I wasn’t paralyzed before I definitely was at this point. Like I was so frozen she couldn’t even pull my hand under the  jet of water. „Y-you remember me?“ I asked slowly, my voice little above a whisper.

She smiled at me so warmly I felt my heart would melt every second. „Of course I do, idiot.“ Finally she was able to cool my hand. „How could I forget the guy that helped me through High School becase I didn’t speak one word Chinese and that would protect me from everything – no matter i fit were just some girls saying means things because I was this strange foreign girl or a possessive boyfriend later ex boyfriend? How could I forget that messy black hair I loved going through and these dark brown eyes I could get lost in? How could I forget the guy I had a crush on back then and who wouldn’t stop sneaking into my thoughts everyday ever since?“

„You had a crush on me?“ I asked, trying to filtert he thousand thoughts that would run through my mind. It felt so unreal to hear words like these from her. I could swear I was dreaming.

She laughed. „Not had. Have, silly.“

„Don’t you dare messing with me.“ I whispered while taking a step closer to her, my right hand sneaking to her cheek and my eyes glued to hers.

„I would never.“ She whispered.

And that was the second I closed the gap between us and kissed her. Her lips were softer than they seemed and she smelled like a mix of vanilla and coconut. Instinctivly I cupped her face with my other hand but she jumped and took a step back.

„Hey! You’re hand is a freaking ice cube!“ she yelled while cupping her face with her own hands to warm it up. „Damn it, Kris!“ Her lips adorned a pouty smile.

Hearing her voice saying my name was so familiar still it was so different than years ago. It was as she was a familiar stranger. I knew her but at the same I didn’t knew her. Like her voice changed a bit and her curves were more noticable but her pouty smile hadn’t changed a bit. It was as irresistible as ten years ago. „I’m sorry. How about we finish cooking and you forgive me because I’m a perfect cook?“ I laughed.

„Yeah, we will see about that. In High School you weren’t even able to cook noodles so what is on the plan for today? Ramen from a convenience store?“ As she sneered she seemed to smell the scent lingering in the air. „Wait. Were you actually trying to make lasagne?“ Her eyes grew wide. „You remember?!“

A wide, proud smile crept on my face as I said „Of course I remember. And I wasn’t trying. I was actually cooking. Lasagne is the one dish I practiced over and over again because I really wanted to be able to do it.“

 „Even though I don’t want to, I have to admit, this lasagne is perfect!“ Juliet said before shoving another fork into her mouth.

„Told you.“

Suddenly there was a knock on the door before I heard my door opening and Sheng stepping into my appartment. „Yi Fan?“, he asked cautious.

„Yeah?“

„Do you have a few minutes?“ Hesistantly he came around the corner. His eyes widened at the sight of Juliet. „Hey, how are you?“

She nodded and smiled. „Yeah, it wasn’t that bad. I guess it was just my cadiovascular system, I wasn’t feeling well when I woke up this morning but I didn’t want to call in sick on my first day. I’m sorry. But thanks to him I’m alright. This lasagne is awesome! You have to try it!“

Sheng laughed. „Believe me, I had more than enough of his lasagne. It’s the only thing he is able to cook and he was always focused on perfecting the recepie. He seems to be in love with it even more than he is with y–“ I threw a death glare at him. „music and rapping.“

„Enough about that.“ I interrupted their conversation. „Why are you here?“

„Right! I talked to Luhan and he said he doesn’t want to come on Friday.“ My good mood vanished but Sheng was just grinning at me. „He said he wanted to perform every Saturday.“

I couldn’t hold my excitement in and jumped up from my seat. „For real?“ He noddded. „You’re not kidding?“ He shook his head. „Wow! That‘s amazing! I have to thank him. Do we start next week?“

Sheng nodded again. „There are two more things: First, he wants you to feature at some performances. He told me that he‘s missing standing on stage with you what leads me to number two: How about getting Tao on board as well? He already talked to him and Tao would be all in, you’re the only one who’s missing.“

„SM would kill us.“ I paused for a second. „I‘m totally in!“ The grin on my face couldn’t possibly get any wider. „So both of them are coming on Saturday next week?“

Sheng thought for a moment. „Tao has another schedule but he wanted to come around in the next days and talk to you or he’s texting you. Luhan asked if he could give him your number and I hope it was okay for you I said yes.“

„Yeah, sure.“

„Wait.“ Juliet interrupted us, disbelieve written all over her face. „Are you talking about the Luhan and the Tao? Like the one that were in EXO before as well?“ Sheng nodded. „For real?“ This time I was nodding. „Oh my god! This is so cool! I love their music, their voices and they are so good looking!“

I played a little pouty. „Yah! You shouldn’t act like this infront of your boyfriend. And don’t forget you have to work while we perform.“

Sheng’s confused eyes constantly switched between her and me. „Boyfriend?“ Than he seemed to understand. „Wait. You two are a thing now? You remember him?“ Juliet nodded shy. „You’re cute. Well, I guess I’m leaving you two alone – but remember Yi Fan: The walls here are thin.“ he warned me winking before leaving.“

Juliet walked around the kitchen island and put her dishes into the dishwasher. Insecure I bit my lip. Did I cross a border with my comment? Was claiming myself her boyfriend too much for her? „Juliet?“ She looked up to me with a questioning look. „I’m sorry if I crossed a border, it was meant as a joke, I didn’t want to restrict you.“

„It’s okay.“ She smiled a bit. „It just caught me a little off guard, I have to get used to it first.“ She walked over to me and wrapped her arms around my waist. „You grew up pretty handsome and  so tall. How could I reject you?“

I placed my fingers under her chin making her look up to me and grinned. „It’s simple. You can’t.“ And once again I placed my lips on hers. This time placed my hands on her waist and pulled her closer to me causing her to wrap her arms around my neck. At this moment I wished time would stop forever.

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The winning fic is....

Just A Dancer Part 9

Word count/ 2,100

Rated M

ENJOY

JAIS POV

  In the coming weeks there were several things that I was goin to learn about Cora. Fa one; she is a force to be reckoned with and fa two this woman would be the mum of my kids. If we weren’t rooting like rabbits we were fightin like dogs and the root after the fights were even betta.  Fucks sake every time she opened er mouth there was a part of me that was dyin to hear every word she said and the other part wanted to see her perfect mouth on my well…. ya get the point.  I was sittin at the bar readin the newspaper when she came walking out of the bedroom in one of my shirts and nothing else.

“Damnit woman do you ya want me to attack you before breakfast, walkin around like that.” I peered over my newspaper as she walked to the coffee pot.

“I’m sorry; does my lack of clothing distract you from your morning paper?” She grinned over the top of her mug.

“Everything about ya distracts me Sheila.” I was feeling my shorts becoming more uncomfortable by the minute.

  “Well I wouldn’t want you distracted Jai. Speaking of shouldn’t you be halfway out of the house by now?” She leaned against the counter taking another sip of coffee.

“Yeah well Mila n me already went on our morning jog and I got that meeting at 12 so I’ll leave in an hour or so.”  I watched her walk over to me and spin the barstool around. She placed her hands on my shoulders an pulled herself up into my lap. I obediently wrapped my arms around her waist and my hands spread over her perfect ass.

“Well alright, we start back at rehearsal today so I guess I’ll see you later tonight?”  She leaned forward and kissed my lips.

It was never just a kiss with her; it couldn’t be, not with me around. I kissed her back and before she could say no I brought my hand around from her backside to where her legs were wide open for me.  I smirked at her small sharp intake of breath when my fingers brushed over her clit.

  “Ya wanna give me a proper send off.” My deep voice sent a shudder through her that even I could feel.

  “You know if we keep on like this, were going to have a baby.” she said against my chest. I was still stroking her clit making her fidget.

“Oh we’re gonna have Sprogs, maybe sooner than ya think but fa now I need ta get more practice.” I moved my hands under her Thighs and carried her off into our bedroom.

        CORAS POV

  After Jai left for his meeting I realized that more than anything I needed a shower. When I stepped out I could hear Mila barking loudly. I hate it when she barks because it’s so loud and she’d been trained to only bark in an emergency or when she couldn’t get my immediate attention. Wrapping a towel around myself I opened the bathroom door and saw why she was making such a fuss.

Standing in the door way was Mecki. A thousand things went through my brain in that moment.  What the fuck was she doing here? Why did she still have a fucking key? Did I really have to be standing in a towel right now? Irony has no self-respect I swear! 

We both looked at each other with disdain and annoyance and I finally broke the silence.

“What are you doing here Mecki?” I said in a tired tone.

“I should be asking you that!” she snapped back.

“Now look here, I don’t know what happened with you and Jai because its none of my business; but you damn sure aren’t going to storm up in here like you own the place and question me, whose name is on the lease, why am I here.” I Frowned and crossed my arms.  “You can talk to me like a woman or you can get the hell out.” I watched her eyes widen as I scolded her.

“Listen bitch, there was a me before there was ever a you and damnit I deserve an explanation as to why he chose… he chose... YOU! OVER ME!” She screamed.

I was a perfect lady until she called me a bitch. “Excuse me, but I could have sworn I heard you call me out of my divine and fabulous name, Ya two-bit hooker. Now you have two seconds before I beat your ass and show you just how much of a bitch I can be darling.” As I bristled so did Mila beside me sensing my anger.

Mila squared off with Mecki in front of me and I watched the fear creep into Meckis eyes.

“She’s 105 Pounds Mecki, so unless you want to be mauled to death I suggest you take your shit and go.”  I said as Mila started to growl.

“This isn’t over.” She cut her eyes and backed out of the front door.

I laughed and said. “It was over when I moved in trick!”

      JAIS POV

  When I got home from my meeting the house was really quiet which is not normal.  I knew Cora had practice but it was almost nine at night, she should have been back already.  No matter, I undid my tie and popped the first three buttons on my shirt while I continued to walk through the dark apartment. I stopped in the kitchen and opened up the fridge...

“Hello Jai...” a voice said in the dark making me jump and curse.

“Damnit Woman! Why the fuck are you sitting in the night like this! Scared me half to death!” I flicked on the light and saw Cora standing behind me leaning against the counter frowning.

“Mecki payed me a visit today, in our home… using her key Jai.” Her chocolate eyes were like daggers.

“What the fuck! She’s fucking mad! What did she say?” I raised my voice.

“Be a gentleman and ask her why don’t you.” She looked at the floor and scoffed.

“Wadya mean by that Cora?” I could sense the situation had changed and I needed to proceed with caution.

“She had her own key Jai; she just barged right in like she didn’t know I live here with you!” Her eyes flicked to mine and her jaw was taught, she was angry and hurt. I didn’t say anything and the room grew cold and silent.

“She doesn’t know about me does she?” her long lashes brushed her cheeks.

“No.” I hung my head and there was a reason for it to, I want really ready to have this conversation with Cora and I felt trapped.

“Why, why doesn’t she know about me?  It’s no wonder she looked so shocked to see Mila at the door!” Her voice was pained and I could feel my chest tighten and fill with guilt.

“I just hadn’t gotten around to it yet...” I said weakly.

“Why would it matter if she knew or not, she’s not in your life any more right Jai? Right?”  Her Small shoulders rose and fell.

“Cor, please...” I trailed off.

“No, I’ve had enough. Your lies won’t impress me! I am out of here. I’m not some dirty little secret to be kept hidden while you have your cake and eat it too!” She tunred from me and headed towards the bedroom.

“Damit Cora Don’t! Let me explain myself!” I stood stalk still by the fridge as she fluttered round gatherin her stuff. I wanted to grab her and make her listen but what could I say? This looked bad from every angle. Best for me to let her leave an hope she’d answer her phone later.

    CORAS POV

I felt like a fucking tornado as I ran back and forth around Jais and mine apartment. I was too angry to sit down and hear what was actually going on with him and Mecki. When I piled everything by the door I turned around to find Jai staring at me almost in desperation. I lifted my index finger and motioned for him to come to me. 

“I don’t know what is going on with you two but I want it over, or I won’t come back  god damnit I am fucking excellent and what I do and what I bring to the table and I will not share. Not with anyone for anyone.” He towered over me and I could see his eyes fill with yearning. His strong hands gripped my waist and he walked me backwards against the apartment door.

“I wan ya. I don’t wan her.” His voice was low and inviting.

“Show me.” I whispered against his lips.

His large hand spread against the door in the space above my head. I looked up into his lust blown blue eyes and his lips found mine with ease, the moments between us languid and arousing. I hissed when his knee separated my legs and he pulled my arms over my head. Our sensual grind sent my body into overdrive with only the sound of our breath in the sexual tension filled air. This man knew my body so well it shocked me. The power he had over me was so much more than I was used to and when I was pulled up into his embrace against the door all my willpower faded.  His strong shoulders felt like they were made for my hands; I wrapped my legs around his solid torso.  If it’s possible to come completely undone from a kiss and a well-placed grind then that’s exactly what was happening.

When we reached the bedroom Jai Placed me on the bed and loomed over me casting a shadow in the soft lamplight. Each kiss he planted on my coco skin left me wanting more and desperate. He stopped just above my hips and ran his tongue beneath my panty line. I bucked my hips at the warm trail his tongue left.  “You taste so good Sheila now I wanna taste ya drippin cunt too.” He said pulling my sweats down. I sat up and watched him kiss me through my black lace panties. Jai pulled them to the side and kissed my sensitive bud again. My back arched as his tongue delved into my aching folds and I began to roll my hips in motion with his tongue strokes. 

“Don’t Stop” I whimpered and he started to suck firmly on my clit.

“I wan ya to cum fa me.” His voice added to the sensation as he worked me over the edge.

Jai slipped in one finger and my walls gripped him in welcome and when he added a second one I closed my eyes as his tongue flicked my clit and his fingers brushed my spot over and over again until I was a writhing mess above him. I could feel the damp space beneath me spread as I came on Jais hand and mouth. He wasted no time replacing his fingers with his throbbing cock. Being filled by him so suddenly made me gasp but when I tried to sit up he forced me back down placing his hand against my throat. His motions were steady and slow, making me feel tortured.

“Faster Please” I pleaded.

“Oh Sheila, I love it when you beg. ya wan me ta fuck ya?” He chuckled continuing his pace.

“Yes”   I whined watching his torso glisten with a thin layer of sweat.

“Yes wut?”  Jai asked, picking up my legs and pulling me to the edge of the bed.

“Please” 

His pace picked up immediately and so did my desire. He slammed into me over and over again showing no mercy. I was halfway between crying for him to stop and screaming for him to go harder when my legs went over his shoulders and his fingers were on my clit. Sex with jai was never a bore that’s for sure and when I came again he came with me; His warm cum filling my pussy along with his cock, his shuddering figure a magnificent sight. He pulled out and flopped on the bed beside me face down. I used the opportunity to gather my sweats and panties and tip toed out of the bedroom while his soft snores filled the air. My Mind hadn’t changed even with amazing makeup sex.  A woman like me wasn’t made to share, it was either her or me and only Jai could make that choice….

[kaiyeti]

Blake: How much farther?

Sun: You see those mountains in front of us to the left?

Blake: Yeah.

Sun: About ten miles,

Blake: Thank god.

Sun: When they are behind us.

Blake: UUUUAAAAAAAAAH. *Blake groan up into the sky As she and Sun walk through the dessert on Sanus.* That is going to be a three to five day hike at least and we only have enough water for two days.

Sun: Hey it could have been worse. We could have been hurt of kill when our airship crashed.

Blake: Fair enough. Although, That does raise a few questions on how it happened.

Sun: Yeah. No kidding. Our Airships are designed to go through sand storms with no problem yet when that weird one appeared out of no where hit us, The ship rusted into scrape along with everything else!

Blake: Plus, the other passengers. They were mummified. Aged to the point of almost being dust.

Sun: Do you think a Dust mine was somehow exposed to a sandstorm? It happens from time to time here.

Blake: Maybe. But what kind of dust... Ages... *Blake Started to question as she and Sun walked up to the top of a sand dune to discover a seemingly endless field of glass.* Whoa... What happened here?

Sun: Fire dust. *Sun said as he kneed down and felt the glass.* A deposit or mine must have ignited. Judging from the feel of the glass it must have happened recently.

Blake: Its beautiful.

Sun: Yeah it would be a cool spot to take someone on a date at night *Sun Smirked towards Blake who only rolled her eyes.* but these and dangerous during the day. We better go around it.

Blake: What? Why?

Sun: Well for starters the sunwill super heat the glass to the point that our shoes will melt and we would be cooked once its noon. Not to mention, There could be hold underneath of it. But the worst would be *Sun listed when a giant worm like Grimm shoot out from the ground, Towering over them before looking down at them and unleashing a massive roar revealing it thousands of circling teeth.* If there are grim... like this borgrimer.

Blake: *The two quickly reached for their weapon only to be reminded of them being rusted to the point of uselessness.* Shit! What do we do Sun!?

Sun: Remember how I said not to go on the glass field? *Sun Said as the Borgrimer began to draw back its head as its mouth opened wider.* FORGET THAT AND RUN!

Blake: *The two faunus quickly turn and dashed away as the Grimm worm cam crashing down to where they were and began to chase them down, devouring the glass field as it moved through the sand like a fish in water.* Shit! Shit! SHIT!

Sun: MAN, HOW COME WE ALWAYS HAVE TO DEAL WITH SNAKEY WORM GRIMM!? *Sun shout as he and Blake jump over a hill of glass and began to slide down a ginormous slope.*

Blake: *It was as they slid down Blake Looked back to see not site of the worm.* Huh? Where did it go? *she wondered until the Worm bursted through the slope raining break glass over the two as they do their best to cover themselves from getting any major cuts as it goes over them.* GAAAH! OH NO! IT'S GOING TO CUT US OFF! ONCE IT LANDS WE'LL BE SLIDING RIGHT INTO A PIT OF BROKEN GLASS!

Sun: OR ITS MOUTH! WE GOT TO STOP OR WE'RE D-huh? *Sun Shouted back when they both notice a figure standing at the bottom of the slope directly under where the Grimm will land.* OH HELL! MOVE MAN! GIANT FUCKING WORMS ARE RAINING FROM THE SKY!

Blake: What is that guy doing!? *Blake Panicked to her self as the Grimm closed in on the figure until she watched them simply raise their arm to point at the Grimm and in an instant watched as the shadow of the grimm the blanketed them part ways as the sun shined through The monsters split in two body.* Un. Be. Lievable. *Blake whispered while she and Sun witnessed the giant Grimm turn not into smoke but a black blue edged liquid that crashed into the ground below like a water fall.* What? Kai? It can't be. He's still on the island with Ruby and Yang. *Blake thought to herself, sliding closer to the figure spotting Gray skin like Kai's only darker.*

Sun: Okay. That's new. *sun Said Snapping Blake out of her thoughts while the closed in on the newly formed black lake below them and asked.* Uh, Blake. Quick question. Do we really want to go into that stuff that Guy just turned that Borgrimer into!? *Unfortunately, Before Blake could answer the Figure, who was indeed a man with long white spikey quill, dark gray skin, spike ribs on his sides, red scars around his left eye and across his face, and wearing ragged short hakama and bandages around his knives like fingered hands, stared right at them. With his black eye glowing with a iris gleam meet theirs the two feel something that could only be described as the fear of god run through their bodies, paralyzing them.*

Blake: I- I can't move. I can't speak. I can't even breath. *Blake trembled in her mind as she and Sun grew closer and closer top the black lake the man stood on top of, watching as the liquid became alive and reached out towards them with scythe like talons forming.* This is it. This is who I die. I'm so sorry, Yang. I guess I won't be able to see you one later time. *Blake thought as she closed her eyes with a tear running down her cheek. However, She suddenly felt herself come to a halt as her coat is yanked down, the heat of the sun disappearing and the glass slope shake.*

????: Yang? Do you mean a blond hair warrior with a metal arm? *A Rough deep voice asked causing Blake to slowly open her eyes to call face to face with the very the slayed the grimm and froze her with fear who wore a somewhat bored expression with a raised eyebrow leaning down towering over her with his foot holding the collar of her coat.*

Blake: ... Uh... Yes? *Blake stammered, finding herself able to speak again and glancing to her side to catch from the corner of her eye the man holding Sun by his tail inches from the tips of the bladed waters.* How did-

????: I see. *the dark gray skinned man said as the black blue edged liquid all in a split second was absorbed into him, disappearing without a track except for the glass field that once covered the desert floor turned into one of glass to which he them releashed both faunus letting them slide and into.* Then if I am recalling this correctly. You are Blake Belladonna, Yes? *He asked turning towards the two as Sun gasped for air and Blake rushing to his side to make sure he was okay.* Tell me. Did your girlfriend share the bottle I gave her with you?

Blake: How do you know? Wait... Bottle? *Blake inquared with a confused look on her face. That is until she recalled the night she and the rest of her team were on the stake out which Yang returned with a bottle of some liquar.* That was you? The Man that gave Yang that drink.

????: Aye.

Blake: Uh, Yes. Yes she did. Thank you.

????: And How is the young silver eyed Rose huntress's side doing? I haven't healed anyone since my son when he was a lad. Let alone a human.

Blake: Silver eye, Ruby!? You're the one that saved Ruby!? *Blake belled in shock as her eye grew wide as she recalls what Kai told her afterward.* If this guy saved Ruby then that means he's the same man that Kai- *Blake thought to herself when a large bottle gourd lands infront of her and Sun.* Huh?

????: There is enough water in that gourd for a week between the two of you. You both should reach Vacuo by then. *He told the two as she tunred and walked away and called back.* And Don't worry about any Grimm. I was very bored.

Sun: W-Wait a'sec! *Sun coughed.* How Did you kill that Borgrimer!? Why are you giving us water when it looked like you were going to kill us!? WHO ARE YOU!?

Blake: Do you know another gray skinned man named Kai?

????: *It was at the mention of Kai the man stopped midstep for a moment before continued to walk away and muttered so only Blake could hear.* Aye. Give him my best. *After that he leaped into the sky and darted off like a bullet.*

Sun: Who was that guy?

Blake: I... Someone Kai must know. Come on. Lets get going.